Deku’s Revenge (My Hero Academia)

Deku’s Revenge (My Hero Academia)

A/N: Deku's Revenge was a commissioned one shot originally written back in December of 2020. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Summary: With them both on the cusp of going to UA, Deku decides he needs to get proper revenge on Kacchan, before he can move on. And what better way to do so then to turn his bully's mom into his sex slave?

Themes: NTR, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex

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"So, as you can see, we've got a bit of a situation on our hands. But I know how much you've always wanted Kacchan to become a Pro Hero. I figured I'd ask you first how we could best... remedy the situation."

Mitsuki Bakugo, mother of Katsuki Bakugo, is appropriately pale as she flips through Izuku Midoriya's notebook. Sat across from her, the young man does his absolute best not to fidget or squirm, just as he did his best to keep the tremor and stammer out of his voice while speaking just now. This whole situation... it was a bit of a risk he was taking, but at the same time, it felt like the only path forward for him.

Finally, the MILF seated across from him speaks up, her red eyes wide as she looks over the detailed journal he'd kept of her son's bullying for years and years.

"I-Izuku, this is..."

Smiling a wan smile, one that most certainly doesn't reach his eyes, Deku, as he's known to many, finishes for her when she trails off.

"Irrefutable? Unconscionable?"

A shiver runs down Mitsuki's spine, the Grade A MILF biting her lower lip in visible concern. And she SHOULD be concerned. As much as Deku had always been a Hero Fanatic, keeping notebooks and journals on both real heroes as well as hero concepts he'd come up with, he was also just a diligent notetaker in general.

Early on, in the days when Kacchan (Mitsuki's sun, Katsuki Bakugo) had first started bullying him, Deku hadn't even recognized it as bullying at the time, leading to a lack of evidence of those initial incidents. 'Luckily' for him, Kacchan certainly hadn't let up, and even Deku had been able to eventually get it through his thick skull that his former childhood friend had turned on him.

After that point, it'd just become... simple for Deku to record what Kacchan did to him and his things on a daily basis in one of his notebooks. Like a cross between a diary, scrapbook, and journal, the notebook that Kacchan's mom was reading right now was a damning piece of evidence in the years-long bullying campaign orchestrated by her son... and it was only one of several Deku had filled out.

There was no denying the proof right before her eyes. And there was no denying that Deku was now, finally, in a position to potentially ruin her son's future if he so chose to. Because, before Deku hadn't had much hope of anyone ever looking at his journals of evidence and doing something about them. If nothing else, maybe some small part of him thought he could get away with writing a tell-all autobiography about Kacchan once the other boy became a big damn Pro Hero, as his incredibly powerful quirk seemed to have him on track for.

But all of that had changed in recent works. Deku wasn't Quirkless anymore for one... and more than that, he'd passed the UA Entrance Exam and was about to be in the Pro Hero Class, right alongside Kacchan. For the first time in a long time, they were suddenly peers, and Deku's concerns and more importantly, his evidence of Kacchan's unheroic actions might just be enough to get the other boy thrown out of the course altogether.

"I-Izuku... what... w-what do you want?"

Now, the young man knew that Mitsuki Bakugo had just as great of a temper as her son. She was just better at controlling it, but back when he and Kacchan had still been the best of friends, Deku distinctly remembered a couple of times that the gorgeous older woman had blown her top at them, more specifically at Kacchan. The mother and son had a very loving relationship to be sure, but it could also be quite the fiery one.

Right now though, Mitsuki seemed to be holding in her temper, clutching at her skirt with both hands as she sets the journal down on the table between them, staring at it like it personally betrayed her, but more likely thinking of Kacchan and how much he'd fucked up. Deku though, had no desire to provoke Mitsuki's temper any more than need be. So, he goes with blatant honesty.

"I don't know. I want him to stop, of course. I like to think that will happen on its own though, once I prove myself at UA again and again. I'm not the Quirkless brat he can push around with impunity anymore, and he'll get that fast. Or he won't, and the teachers will smack him down, I suspect."

Deku pauses, cocking his head to the side, staring at Mitsuki for a long moment. Kacchan's mother... had always 'had it going on' as the saying went. The older woman was actually Deku's first crush, really, one that he couldn't say he'd ever even gotten over. Her quirk made it hard to forget her. Glycerin, it was called, and it gave her absolutely perfect skin. Despite being in her thirties, Kacchan's mom was still youthful and all around beautiful, looking as gorgeous as she'd been when Deku had first developed his crush years before.

"But stopping isn't enough. It doesn't make up for what he did to me."

"No... n-no it does not..."

Deku smiles and nods at Mitsuki's murmured words. He's glad that she agrees with her, because it means she might just be able to stomach what he's decided.

"I wanna get back at him, Mrs. Bakugo. But of course, I'm not the kind of boy who starts fights, and I have no intention of endangering my own position at UA. I wanna get back at him... and I figured you could help me do it."

Blinking, Mitsuki looks owlishly confused as she cocks her head to the side.

"I... I can assure you I'll punish him most severely for all of this! I-!"

Deku just cuts her off with a raised hand and a shake of his head.

"No. I mean, let's be honest, you're not a bad mother, Mrs. Bakugo. And yet, Kacchan has grown up spoiled and entitled all the same. Really, how much control do you have over him, at this point?"

Her shoulders slump in defeat, a telling sign that he's right on the money. Sensing a moment of weakness, Deku goes in for the kill, putting the next stage of his plan into motion.

"Do you want to make up for your son's crimes against me, Mrs. Bakugo? If you truly care, then you'll accept my simple request... and pay with your body."

That gets a jolt from the MILF, her red eyes widening as she stares at him, speechless. Deku has laid it all on the table now though, and he's using every single ounce of bravado and gumption he has not to shake or tremble. Sitting up straight, puffing out his chest, he stares right back at her, waiting for the inevitable blow up, waiting for her to kick him out of her home for daring to suggest such a thing.

If she does so, he's not entirely sure what he'll do next. He's still not entirely sure he's willing to go through with his threat towards Kacchan. The other boy has wanted to be a Pro Hero for so long, Deku isn't entirely confident he has it in him to destroy that dream. And yet... and yet, he's seriously done with Kacchan's bullshit. And he needs some sort of recompense before he can move on with his own life as a Pro Hero under the tutelage of All Might himself.

Kacchan was never going to offer any sort of recompense willingly, so that left it up to Deku to take it... by force.

When Mitsuki Bakugo's shoulders slump and she averts her gaze, a flash of triumph rushes through Deku. He knows he has her now.

"F-Fine... what... what do you want me to do to make up for my son's sins?"

A tad dramatic, but then, it was what it was, wasn't it? Licking his lips, Deku reaches out, and with a bit of his new quirk's power, enhances his strength enough to slide the coffee table between them out of the way one handed. He grins when Mitsuki's eyes widen a bit at the sight, her lips opening in a surprised little 'o'.

Splaying his legs apart, Deku leans back on the couch and gestures to the ground right in front of him.

"How about you get down on your knees and show me your breasts. I want you to use your mouth and tits to pleasure me... and then I'll be satisfied."

His words and tone sound heavily stilted and forced, even to his own ears. But if Mitsuki catches how out of his element Deku is right now, she doesn't say anything or try to capitalize on it. In fact, she seems lost in her own thoughts as she moves from her own seat to the floor, kneeling like he told her to and crawling over.

She won't look him in the eye, but even as she averts her gaze, kneeling between his legs, she reaches up and pulls down her top, exposing her gorgeous busty chest, clad in a bra. The bra goes next, and her tits are released, bouncing all over the place for a second before finally coming to a stop. They're perfectly, in Deku's humble opinion. They're everything he always fantasized about. Kacchan's mother was kneeling right in front of him with her tits out. Pinch him, he must be dreaming.

Instead, he places the cockhead of his apparently massive pecker against Mitsuki's slit and begins to slowly slide it up and down her cunt, rubbing against her clit for good measure. While NOT fucking her, he also reaches around and pulls down her top, yanking up her bra so he can grab her tits for good measure, giving them a good squeeze before pinching and tugging at her nipples.

Moaning and whimpering in equal measure, Mitsuki removes her hand from her mouth just long enough to try to weakly reprimand him.

"I-Izuku, you've become such a b-bad, bad boy..."

Snorting derisively, Deku rolls his eyes.

"If I'm a bad boy, what does that make you? A bad boy's bitch?"

A shudder runs down Mitsuki's spine, and despite the shake of her head that she gives him, he feels it as her pussy responds to his words. Despite trying to deny it, Deku knows by this point that Mitsuki LIKES being insulted like that, at least by him. Maybe it's because it's a fetish of hers, or maybe it's more personal and she feels like she deserves it for letting her son bully him for so many years.

Either way, the MILF gets tighter whenever he calls her a bitch, or a slut, or his own personal fuck toy. Of course, her tightness is wasted right now, what with his cock merely kissing her pussy lips, rather than thrusting away inside of her like they both want. Except, despite knowing she wants to get fucked, Deku has never heard Mitsuki ask for it. Today, he's decided, that's going to change.

Setting his phone up to record, he gives Mitsuki's ass cheeks another hefty squeeze.

"You want my cock, don't you? Your husband's can't compare, can it? Not anymore..."

"D-Don't say things like that, y-young man. Please..."

Grinning, Deku cocks his head to the side, alternating between molesting her tits and ass in equal measure, weakening her further as the conversation continues.

"But it's true. Look how wet you are for me. When was the last time you got this wet for your husband, huh?"

The way she shudders, the way her pussy lips clench and drool all over his cockhead, makes it clear he's right on the money. Leaning in close, Deku goes for the kill.

"Beg me for it. No one will ever know. I've kept all your other secrets, haven't I? Yours and Kacchan's..."

"P-Please don't bring up my son when you're about to fuck me..."

Scoffing, Deku pulls back a little, shrugging his shoulders as he straightens up.

"Who says I'm going to fuck you. Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll leave it at this for now."

That causes Mitsuki to stiffen, and Deku knows he has her. He smirks easily and waits, knowing that she'll break quite soon. Finally, the words come in a whisper.

"... Please..."

Leaning forward again, leaning over her and wrapping his arms around to play with her breasts, Deku hums questioningly.

"Please... what?"

Shivering, but knowing she's too far gone to pull back now, Mitsuki hangs her head and makes her confession as she begs for his cock.

"Please... I need it. I need your cock, Izuku. I need you to fuck me. Please... please fuck me."

He considers making her beg for it louder, but her husband waking up and interrupting them is a very real concern. Besides, holding the phone up, he stops the recording and then plays it back. Both of them listen as her voice, clear as day, repeats the words she just spoke. Mitsuki stiffens, but before she can raise a fuss over him creating even more blackmail to hold over her head, Deku thrusts forward.

Not prepared for it, she's clinging to the counter when he does so, rather than covering her own mouth. In the end, he has to wrap a hand around her head quite hastily, covering her mouth as a loud cry followed by a long wanton moan leaves the orgasming MILF's lips. Meanwhile, her pussy lips down below are gushing as she cums HARD and explosively around his pistoning cock, her legs shaking and her knees knocking together.

Grunting as he fucks her up against the kitchen counter, Deku grins when he feels her hips begin to push backwards into his thrusts. Hesitantly at first, but then with more conviction, more gusto. She wants it... she wants him. And she's finally acknowledging it, finally being honest with herself. Groaning into her ear, Deku hugs Kacchan's mom from behind and proceeds to plow her right there in a powerful standing fuck in the middle of her own kitchen.

She cums around his thrusting bitch breaker of a member time and time again, but Deku has a lot more experience now, and he's not going to tip over the edge because of some rapid fire MILF cunt clenching down hard around his dick. He fucks her right on through her numerous climaxes, eventually even transitioning her down to the floor.

Face down, ass up, Mitsuki Bakugo is fucked right there on the floor of her own kitchen, with Deku mounting her from above, even putting a foot on the back of her head and grinding her face into the floor as he does so. To be fair, the kitchen floor looks to be kept quite clean... but sure enough, given enough time, they make a mess of it, her pussy juices squirting all over the place and forming a puddle beneath her trembling, quivering, jiggling form.

Finally, Deku cums inside of her, filling Mitsuki with a nice, thick load of his seed. He's not thinking much about anything as he pulls out, figuring they're pretty much done for the day. He certainly doesn't want to stretch his welcome and risk waking up her husband. However, before he can even tuck his messy cock away into his pants, Mitsuki whips herself around.

Coming up from the floor, she moves so fast it almost looks like she's going to attack him. But no, what the broken MILF does instead is grab his cock with her hands and shove it between her breasts, giving him a titjob-blowjob clean-up combo reminiscent of their first time together as she swirls her tongue around his dick and wipes him off using her own body.

There's a lot more enthusiasm in her movements now, and as Deku looks down into the red eyes of his bully's mother, he knows he's succeeded. Mitsuki can't hide from what she truly is anymore... his fuck toy, his sex slave, even. She belongs to him now, mind, body, and soul... and they both know it. There's no coming back, not just because of the blackmail, but because he owns her. Because she knows she can't live without him anymore.

As if to prove it, Mitsuki looks up at him, seeming almost hopeful in her broken state.

"Am I... a-am I doing this right, sir?"

Mouth paradoxically dry and watering at the same time, Deku looks down at the gorgeous MILF he's made his bitch... and grins.

All according to plan.

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