You didn't want to admit it, but you were really too excited. That cock was throbbing with pleasure, even though it had never seen a pussy before, and you were super wet. Without giving him an answer, you knelt on the leather seats and leaned over him, your legs spread and your skirt hiked up to your waist. Your brown hair fell in disarray before you, while your large, blue eyes gazed closely at his cock. Katsuki's muscles tensed, his breathing becoming more labored. His red eyes, usually cold and detached, were now filled with a passion he could no longer contain.
His hard, throbbing cock was between your lips, your mouth greedy as you sucked it with incredible dedication. Your tongue slid along his shaft, touching every vein, every curve, while his hand caressed your beautiful ass, trying to pull you closer to him. He moaned, moaning so much in his hoarse, primitive voice, his head tilted back as pleasure overwhelmed him:
"Oh, sensei...yes, like that."
You quickened your pace, your mouth wet with saliva as you enveloped him completely, your moans vibrating against his. You could see from his moans, however, that he had been ignoring his desire for too long, and now he couldn't contain himself either. Katsuki, without thinking twice, grabbed your hair, guiding your movement as the pleasure consumed him. "You are incredible…" he panted, his voice cracking with pleasure. "But I want more. I want your beautiful, big ass on top of me."
You stood up, your eyes shining with excitement. Without saying a word, you positioned yourself on top of him, your legs on either side of him. Katsuki looked at you, desire burning in his veins as you lowered yourself slightly, his cock sliding inside you with impressive ease, filling you completely. He lifted your shirt with one hand, slid your breast out, and began kissing it. It was his first time, but Katsuki knew exactly what to do. His hands gripped your hips, guiding you as you moved on top of him, up and down, panting.
"So… this is what it feels like," he murmured, his lips close to yours. "You're so warm, sensei… you're driving me crazy...fuck!"
You moaned, you were incredibly excited, but you wanted more… you wanted to be fucked by him:
"Katsuki…" you panted his name with a sigh of pleasure. "Fuck me. Fuck me like there's no tomorrow."
And he did. His thrusts from beneath you became faster, deeper, his cock filling you completely. You felt his hot breath on your neck as he whispered dirty things to you, making you tremble with pleasure.
You moved on top of him, swaying, unable to take it anymore. "I want your cum inside me," you whispered impatiently. "Fill me up, not a drop out."
He looked at you with his scarlet eyes and red cheeks. "Can I…can I come inside you, sensei?"
You nodded. "Yes…" you panted. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Katsuki exploded almost immediately, after three or four hard thrusts. You felt his body tense and his hot seed fill your pussy as you reached your climax. Your entire body shook with overwhelming spasms. Your moans joined as the world around you disappeared for a moment.
Soon, your breathing calmed, your bodies still warm and trembling. You rested your head on his chest, feeling his heart pounding as he held you tremblingly, his hands caressing your back. It was dangerous...and you knew it. It was wrong…but in that moment, you just didn't care. You were overwhelmed by a whirlwind of emotions you couldn't ignore, and desire clouded your vision.
Katsuki looked at you. This time, though, his gaze was different — you noticed it immediately. There was something deeper — something he might have recognized, but couldn't quite define yet.
"Sensei…" he whispered. "Don't you dare tell me you regret this. And… I'll be pissed if you try to push me away in the next few days."
You looked back at him, your heart pounding. You knew he might be afraid, but you also knew that for him this wasn't just a moment of passion — it was maybe the beginning of something more… something bigger, more dangerous. You'd already fallen. There was no way back.
"Okay, Katuski...I won't push you away."
The car was silent, the outside world seemed distant, irrelevant. The storm had passed, and as you drove away to each return home, your eyes met again. Perhaps this was just the beginning, and you couldn't wait to find out what would happen next.
***
That morning, you came home tired but happy. Just before getting out of Katsuki's car, you had exchanged cell phone numbers. He had gotten out, walked around to open the door for you, and planted a big kiss on your lips, followed by a slap on your ass. You were a little worried about the situation developing between you and him. More than anything, you were afraid of the unfounded rumors that might circulate in the school hallways. If the principal found out you were dating a twenty-two-year-old—a U.A. student, no less—would he fire you? Or would he understand the situation?
It's easy to keep things quiet at first, but sooner or later rumors spread. The truth always comes out… and in cases like this, it's usually sooner rather than later. At that moment, you had just turned the key in the lock of your house: you were finally home, ready to jump in the shower and wash away everything that had happened.
But you noticed, for a moment, that the phone hadn't stopped ringing for a single moment. Six messages from Katsuki—and it hadn't even been ten minutes since you'd said goodbye.
The messages were all related to what had happened in his car. The first text, he wrote that he wanted to be your man, that you were a sex bomb, and that he wouldn't leave you alone for a single day without fucking you. The second one said he was in love with your ass and was going crazy. The third one asked if he could come back for a second round, he couldn't take it anymore. The fourth, he asked if he could take you home every day, after class, so he could possess you again. The fifth, he asked if he could call you right then, because he was jerking off and wanted to hear your voice. Finally, the last message was a photo of his cock while he was lying bare-chested. You noticed his perfect physique, the sculpted muscles, the toned abs, and his large hands wrapping around his cock. Underneath was a caption: Now I'm coming just for you... Within two minutes, you received another photo of his cum-stained abs and another caption: You're beautiful.
The next morning, you went to school a little too early. You hadn't slept much due to your thoughts, but you were perfectly prepared and looked very sexy, as usual. As soon as you crossed the threshold of the school, Shota Aizawa spotted you from afar. He approached you, waved, and as you passed him, his eyes landed on your behind. Your enormous, long ponytail swayed with every step, and your heels clicked forcefully on the school's marble. You went straight to the teachers' lounge. Toshinori and Mt. Lady were there, sitting next to each other, papers in their hands, reading a circular just sent from another hero institute. As soon as you entered the door with a determined stride, you greeted with a lazy "good morning" and approached the coffee machine.
"Tara! What a surprise to see you! What happened to you?"
Mt. Lady had stood up to approach you, more beautiful than ever. She took your arm, smiling, as she told you about their outing the night before. You nodded profusely, smiling back, but suddenly, and without meaning to, your eyes went straight into Toshinori's. He was looking at you as usual, undressing you with his eyes, but also with a slightly sad look.
"You know, we miss you so much! Midnight's at home with a fever, so I feel alone among all those hunks! Please, save me! Haha!"
"Look, I'd love to, Lady, but I'm done with this."
She looked at you a little surprised, almost offended by your statement: "Oh… I see. But are you engaged?"
"No, no. That's not why I distanced myself."
She wrapped her arm around your waist, leaning close to your ear: "It's about All Might and Midnight, right?"
You looked her in the eyes and nodded.
"I thought so. I remembered very well when Toshinori told everyone that night that you were his woman and that he would only fuck you. Then, lo and behold, you're missing and... poof! He's fucking someone else!"
"Yeah…"
She leaned closer to your ear again: "Okay, you can still come and maybe fuck Enji... or Shota, for example. They'll be happy if you do it in front of him, so he can get a little pissed off, what do you say?"
You shook your head and whispered, "What's the point? I don't want to act like a brat. I'm done now. You guys can have fun for me too!"
You smiled and waved. You walked out of the office, walking down the empty corridor, when suddenly you recognized Katsuki's voice from the other side of the perimeter:
"EEEH? SHUT UP AND DON'T TALK TO ME, YOU IDIOT!"
"Yeah, okay, but you can't act like that when people are talking to you!"
"Say one more word and I'll kill you."
They rounded the corner to the right, and suddenly you found them right in front of you. Katsuki had spotted you immediately, his red eyes scanning you from head to toe. Mineta appeared behind them, then turned to you:
"Good morning, sensei. Always beautiful and…"
You were about to thank him when Katsuki punched him in the head. "What the fuck do you want here, huh?"
"I was talking to the teacher, idiot!"
"Come on, stop it," you said, slightly impatient. "Get into class, we start class in two minutes."
Everyone came in, but Katsuki stood in front of you, blocking your entrance:
"Sensei…I have something to tell you. Can we move for a moment?"
The 1-A students were all turned toward you, silent:
"Okay. But let's hurry."
He turned, his hands in his pockets and his gaze down.
"What happened?" you asked, following him a few steps behind.
He didn't answer. He turned the corner and opened the waiting room door with a sharp kick. He closed it behind him with such force that the windows rattled.
His eyes, bright red, peered at you with such intensity that they made you shiver.
"Well?" The question echoed in the air, double—as if demanding an immediate answer.
Before you could open your mouth, he was on top of you, pushing you against the wall quite violently. His body felt heavy, and his mouth landed on your neck, kissing it, biting it, sucking it with a ferocity you'd never seen before. His hands slid under your shirt, cupping your breasts with a firm grip, as if he wanted to brand them with his hands.
"You didn't even reply to a single fucking text yesterday, sensei," he hissed, his hot breath burned against your skin. You even smelled a faint whiff of nitroglycerin. His voice was a mix of anger and desire, and you felt his body press against yours as he ground himself against you, hard as he was. "Not even one, bitch!"
His hand tangled in your hair, tugging hard, forcing you to look up at him. His eyes were ablaze with passion, a passion that both scared you and turned you on.
"Yesterday I jerked off over and over thinking about your mouth, your hands, your pussy," he continued in his trademark husky voice. "And you? Not even a call. Now you'll pay for this, sensei."