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He looked at the figure opposite him. "And you're not a threat?" They shook their head. "You mean nobody on the planet harm?" Another shake, "You also have a means to return to your world?" Eager nodding, "But you need to find it first," A slower, more despondent nod. "Do you have any possible locations?" The figure regained their energy, "Would it be somewhere in Hyrule, SuperWorld or Skyworld?" More nodding, "Alright, well, I'll speak to the people in charge and see if we can help you find your starship, do you think we could replicate the technology?" They pondered for a moment, confusion on their serious face before ultimately shaking their head. "Ah well, can't win them all, right, well, you get going now and by the time you reach the Hyrule you should be cleared for movement between all three to speed up your search," A wide smile, "Once you do find your ship, can you come back so we can safely get you into the atmosphere? We don't want our satellites to take you out by mistake," More nodding, "Wonderful, thank you for the meeting,"
"Poyo!" The pink ball cheered, hopping from the seat. Izuku once more regarded the small alien creature. It was entirely an pink blob with small flipper like appendages for hands and little red feet that could be mistaken for shoes. Somehow it reminded him of Mina, with the bubbly attitude alongside the pink skin. Apparently Kirby held a rather unique ability of duplicating whatever he consumed. The King felt it unnecessary to take since he could recreate it using All for One version two and Food in tandem. The small creature understood Japanese and could effectively communicate. He was no threat and simply trying to return home, Izuku would probably end up there at some point in the future but for now it was easier to simply let Kirby inform any others of the situation. Sighing lightly to himself as he looked back down at the paperwork on his desk, he was grateful that he was able to work from his home office. There were a few things he'd have to leave the house for today. Leaning back in his seat, he spun idly for a moment before getting to work, it was all the similar things he'd been doing before the Fusion. Adjusting taxes, reviewing laws, thanks to the work of his Round Table and his Court, he was left with only the larger issues. Places that kept their reigning leader (Such as Wakanda or England) answered to one of his Knights, who then reported to him. Whereas the regions that ceded to his rule entirely had one of his Queens placed as head of the region.
Spinning his pen, he weighed out the sides of increasing the land available in Southern America available for conservation efforts. It'd mean less farmland to grow regional foods. Pursing his lips, he picked up another piece of paper and brought up some images on his laptop. Thanks to some co-ordination between heroes, environmentalists and select quirks they were able to reduce the Sahara's size overtime. Slowly it was turning into habitable land with soil instead of just the sand. It was a slow effort, but the results were already visible. More of the African continent was now usable land. Idly he hummed to himself. "New solar panels in Antarctica, more room for farmland in Egypt, Brazil is able to keep land for conservation," He sucked on his teeth, "But that's not the right conditions to grow certain things, maybe," Bringing in more paper, he continued to read. "We'll go ahead with the panels anyways, Egyptian land can be for population if nothing else," Looking at a map he hummed, "Brazil keep the rain forest, Bolivia and Peru had enough space between them, if the farms sit on the border it should be the right conditions," Typing out his idea to his computer, he sent the email over to the relevant geographers and environmentalists for double checking before sending it through to those who would begin the process of the change. Organizing the papers he no longer needed, he turned his attention to another issue. Talon had been quiet for a while, Humarise as well, neither of which boded well for the people. Overwatch (Read: Winston) was doing their best to track the elusive group, but with less activity, the agents were harder to spot and trace. Izuku had assigned some PSA help but it was still not quite enough.
Heels clicked against the floor as he rubbed a temple, dropping the sheet of paper on the desk. {Hello my love} Amelie sauntered into the room.
{Hello my dear} He sighed, still scanning the paperwork. Maybe satellites could.
{You are working too hard} She stopped, standing on the other side of his desk.
{No, I'm not working hard enough} Softly her fingers ran along his cheek and under his chin. Gently his attention was taken away from the words, up to her sky blue face.
{You do not have to find them today}
{I know my sweet, but it is not urgency that makes me want to find them now, it is impatience} Smiling as she kissed his forehead, he blinked tiredly. {I wish to find them now because it means once they are dealt with, they will no longer be an issue}
{You will find them in time, I know you will}
{There is another reason for me hunting them so avidly} Izuku admit as her eyes met his, Amelie raised an eyebrow, a sign for him to continue. Lifting his hand to rest on hers, he leant into her touch. {You know I read your file, the psych eval, what you remember, what you went through?} A slightly choked nod as she once more mentally revisited the darkest period of her life. His other hand cupped her face {This is why I hunt them, your face, that fear you will relapse and hurt somebody, the panic this is all a dream, they have left scars deep on your soul honey, they have hurt you, that will not stand} Kissing her wrist, he locked eyes with her again. {I will scour this planet and eviscerate all the agents associated with your pain} Her eyes closed softly {I will show Doomfist what it means to truly be in pain for daring to lay a hand on you}
{I was not your wife then, you would not have cared for me}
{Nonsense my sniper, just because it happened back then, does not mean I cannot seek vengeance now, you have suffered and I will have heads rolling because of that, Doomfist doesn't realize the pecking order of this world and I am very eager to educate him and besides} The back of his fingers rubbed on her cheek, {I feel that had we shared a world before now, I would've been as enchanted by your beauty as I am every time I see you}
{You stupid, romantic man} She laughed with a voice cracking with emotion, {I came here for a reason, not to be blindsided by your love}
{You'll get used to it} He teased with a grin {So what does my Sharpshooting Queen need?}
{Your presence at the Overwatch Agency, they're unaware of our relationship currently, but they've asked if Lena or I could get you to come and review some training ideas} Izuku stood up and stretched lightly. Amelie met him halfway as he walked around his desk, sliding her arms around him. {You are such a wonderful man}
{I'm only as good as my wives make me} Leaning down, he inhaled her scent. Oddly enough she preferred summer fruit scented wash and shampoo. Kind of ironic most assumed she'd smell of something like blueberries. His arms snaked over her arms and pressed gently on her back. {Did you say when we'd be arriving?}
{No, I told them I'd try and get a hold of you for a meeting so I could drag you over to the agency}
{So what I'm hearing is, we have time?] He purred lowly
{Time?} Amelie gasped lightly as he kissed the side of her neck. {Izuku!}
{What? My oh so loving wife has come to me in the middle of my work, dressed ready to seduce me}
{I'm wearing yoga pants and an oversized jumper} One of his jumpers, but semantics.
{Dressed ready to seduce me} He repeated lightly {And is now surprised that I want her}
{You've already had me four times in the past three days!} His hand moved up to her cheek again, running his thumb under her lip. {You can't want me again already}
{Amelie, I see the sun rise and set everyday, never getting bored of that, I want you every time I look at you} Her lip quivered lightly as he lifted her with one hand. {And now you tell me we have time to spare before leaving? As if you didn't know I'd do this}
{Izuku!!} She giggled as he lifted her onto his desk, kissing her neck as his hands gripped her waist. {Fine} She relented {I'll indulge you this once, but I'm changing before we go} Izuku bit back a snort.
[This once, she says} He traced his fingers up her sides {Please my sniper, you know as well as I do, this is far from the last time I'll take you, even today I'll have you again when you do that thing with your lips}
{I'm not trying to seduce you}
{Trying suggest you can fail, you never fail to seduce me} Amelie giggled as he pulled the jumper over her head before going back to her neck. On instinct her legs tried to wrap his hips as her arms clung to his head and shoulders. It was definitely a good thing she'd not given Winston a deadline, else they'd be very late.
Izuku walked towards the door with a stupid grin on his face. Amelie had gone ahead to try and reduce chatter so nobody was distracted during the meeting. His eyes had been glued to her posterior ever step she took. Watching as the fabric hugged her curves in ways that had him retraining himself from dragging her into any random room. With the image still behind his eyes, he focused back to the present. Evidently Amelie's attempts to prevent gossip mongering did not work. Already he could hear voices. "Why are you smirking? A limp that bad isn't some joke guys!" A voice snapped, "She could be really hurt!"
"Hana,"
"No, Amelie's just come in limping like her leg is broken and you lot are giggling like high schoolers, what the fuck is funny about it?"
"You innocent sweet child, we're smiling because we all recognize the limp Amelie is sporting and it's not from a broken leg, I promise,"
"Brigitte, c'mon, you have to agree with me!" There was silence as he grew closer to the door, "Olivia!"
"Hana, we know Amelie's okay, better than okay in fact, she's looking quite radiant today and probably will for the rest of the day,"
"Week," Amelie quietly corrected, "Definitely week," Suppressing his snort, he reached for the door handle.
"What do you mean?!" 'Hana' shot, "How on earth,"
"Jeez can ya really naht tell?" Ashe sounded disappointed as he began opening the door. "She dun got laid!"
"What does laying down have to-"
"Oh my word," Brigitte sighed, "How, how can you be so foul on your games and yet so innocent?" Izuku did snort this time as he entered the room.
"Ah, yah Majesty, the others aught to be along in a tic," Ashe tipped her heat gently,
"Thank you Ashe, but Izuku works behind closed doors," His hand waved from his hip in casual dismissal [And we can talk in English if that's easier for you]
"Nah it's fine, but thanks for tha thought,"
"How many languages are present in the room anyways?"
#Papa made sure I could speak Swedish, just as well as he does# Brigitte raised a hand with a grin,
/Not to be confused with Swiss\ Mercy, who he'd come to know was actually (and poetically) called Angela.
<Spanish too> Olivia grinned
|Haiti Creole| The stocky Jean-Baptiste, more simply known as Baptiste, gave a two-finger salute before returning to his relaxed crossed arms, leaning against a counter.
"I am the one that has been helping them all learn Japanese, it is my native tongue after all," The cyborg known as Genji put a hand to his chest before resting it back on the table in front of him. "Well, my brother tries to help, but he's certainly a... harsher teacher than I,"
[English, but we gaht a trigger happy Aussie that insist he speaks Australian, 'im an' his chunky buddy] Ashe added with a smirk,
-Portugese, but the better Brazilian version- The part time DJ Lucio pumped his fist gently.
^I, myself primarily speak in Chinese^ A warmly clad woman he read about named Mei politely bowed her head. "Though Orisa isn't here at the moment, she'd happily boast speaking Nigerian,"
^Thank you^ Izuku smiled in appreciation.
$As you know my mother and I speak Arabic$ Pharah, who's true name was Fareeha, shot him a wink as she leant back in her seat.
&Don't forget my German& Reinhardt jabbed his chest with a thumb. Next a slender tanned woman, who was previously fidgeting with her white gauntlet, gave him an analytic stare.
*Hindi, though normally people ask my name before asking my native tongue*
*Forgive me, though it's a moot point, since even now your beauty distracts my thoughts* There was a pause as her eyebrow raised, *Ah, yes sorry, what name could do justice so such a dazzling flower?*
*You can call me Satya* She held his gaze for a second before turning back to her device.
+I speak Russian and few other tongues+ A taller, more muscular woman cheered as she began opening a packed lunch +My name is Aleksandra but most call me Alex since it's easier to pronounce+
+I'll go with whichever you find more comfortable+
"I should mention," Genji sat up straighter, "We may come across my former teacher, while an omnic and capable of any human language, he prefers to speak in Nepali... he will not be a threat either, Zenyatta only fights to protect the innocent, whoever they may be,"
@Last but not least, Hana Song, if you can't tell I speak Korean@
"And does everybody speak each others language?"
[No] Angela shook her head [We know of bits each, like Reinhardt loves to say drinks in German, so we all know that, or Hana's colorful vocab in Korean, but we mainly all speak English to each other, or as we're all learning now, Japanese] Izuku nodded in thanks for the explanation and began moving around the room.
[Any reason we're having this meeting in the lounge of all places?]
[You want to try and fit everybody in the cramped room upstairs? Be my guest] Lucio chuckled, putting his hands behind his head.
{At least it would've been an excuse to have you on my lap} The King smirked as he made his way around the room.
[Both in the fridge, bread is in the cupboard by Baptiste's head] Amelie flicked her chin in the direction of said person. {Not in front of everyone}
{What's the harm? Not like they'll understand me, where's the cutlery?} Leaning into the fridge, he fished out a packet of ham and a pot of spreadable cheese.
{That's why you were asking for languages? Drawer by the fridge} Baptiste shifted slightly to let him into the cupboard
|Thank you| He nodded, watching the man's eyes widen at his words.
|You speak it too?|
[I speak all languages of the planet, a King is supposed to speak to all of his people, so I learned how to address them all in turn] Making his sandwich he faced the room again [Anybody want one?]
@You speak every language?@
@Well, most languages, the variations had a single language they branched from, I simply learnt the root language, one of my abilities helps me learn languages@ Quite aptly, the quirk was named Polyglot, it was one Garaki had sourced from a retired ambassador, two months into his reign. Hana's eyes widened as he explained, @Though I am glad that you all have your own languages, now you know I'm talking to you when I say your eyes are captivating@ She blushed lightly before refusing to meet his eyes.
{Stop it} Amelie hissed {Or they will figure it out and Olivia will not let me hear the end of it}
{Please my sniper, you think I'm that blatant?}
{I think you're that reckless to assume no-one else speaks French}
{Hence why I confirmed it with the group}
{You bullheaded man}
{Not what you were calling me earlier} He teased with a wry grin.
[This a private conversation or d'ya wanna clue in the rest o' us?] Ashe raised an eyebrow at him. Her eyes flicked between the pair for a moment. Izuku happily chewing on his sandwich as her mind worked. Hana spoke up again.
[I still don't see why Amelie's injury is so funny to you lot! And what does laying down have to do with it?] Angela sighed putting a hand to her face.
[Hana we're not talking about her laying down]
[But Ashe said she got laid]
[Yeah, but that doesn't mean she took a nap, it means she slept with somebody]
[Did she take a nap or not?!] Brigitte smacked her forehead
[Oh for the love of, it means Hana that Amelie has had sex, recently and very recently at that]
[Then why not just say that?]
[Because it's personal and we didn't really want to call her out in front of everybody! We told you to leave it alone, Angela and I said we'd explain later, god you're such a child!]
[I am not, I'm twenty years old, just because I'm the youngest doesn't mean I'm a child!]
[Enough] Ashe interrupted their bickering, [Point is tha' she] Her finger pointed at Amelie [Got shagged recently and if I'm right, which ah reckon ah am, it was none other than] Swinging her arm dramatically, she pointed to Izuku. [His royal highness that gave Amelie a good ol' dickin' down!] There was a round of mock gasps from the men and serious gasps from the women. Amelie said nothing, moved nothing, staring straight through the table at her wrought hands. Izuku had stopped, mouth open about to bite his sandwich. Retracting his mouth, his jaw clicked shut for all of four seconds. Then he began laughing, loudly.
[Oh, Ashe, you sweet degenerate, I haven't laughed like that in a while] He wiped under his eye as he recovered, having set down his food. [Thank you] Steadying his breath once more he let out a sigh. [What makes you say that anyways?]
[You'n'her arrived close toge'er an' what with her limp and the glowing and how you strut in here like ah peacock all proud o' yurself ah reckon the two o' ya shagged before getting 'ere, maybe even the last couple uh days] Amelie got more stiff, eyes widening in panic.
[You're mistaken Ashe, there's been no 'shagging' not between myself and Amelie, I do not 'shag' period," His arms folded, [I'm certain the wives would take offense if they ever heard you calling it that too]
[What?]
[I don't shag darlin'] He mimicked her accent, stepping across the room to come toe-to-toe with her. [As the wives put it, I 'fuck']
[Wives?] Angela lifted a hand
[Six'y-six of 'em, they all seem relieved when I find another Queen]
{Because you are insatiable at the best of times} Amelie broke from her stupor to scold him. {I am certain without Full House, my hips would be broken about now}
{You weren't complaining earlier}
{I wasn't thinking earlier, no thanks to your dangerous fingers, or addictive... everything}
{I love you too}
<So you two are?> Olivia asked privately, waggling her finger between the two before crossing it with her middle. Izuku sighed, put a hand over his face and pinched the bridge of his nose.
[Yes, Izuku and I are togezer] Amelie admit quietly [I waz trying to avoid zis converzation for now since we ave a meeting]
[That is why your Japanese improved so quickly!] Genji realized, [He's been teaching you at your apartment]
[Apartment, he says] Izuku scoffed. The room looked at him quizzically before he walked over and lifted Amelie out of her seat. Taking it himself, he placed her on his lap and wrapped one arm around her midsection. [Amelie lives with me, in my Compound]
[Can we get back to ze meeting pleaze?!]
[Of course dear, I didn't mean to upset you] He kissed her cheek gently [Though not everybody is here yet, shouldn't we wait for them all to show up?]
[Yeah and in the mean time] Hana dropped herself into the seat opposite the lovers, leaning on her elbows. The other women all took seats around them to join the conversation too. [Tell us how you guys got together, ooh, ooh and tell us how you managed to get all your wives!]
[You better hope we have enough time, it's a rather long story]
[That's fine] Brigitte waved a hand flippantly, [On with the story!] Amelie leant into his chest.
{You tell them then Mister eager}
{Of course my sniper, you just take it easy} Rubbing her arm affectionately, he smiled. [So it started when I was eighteen]
{That was possibly the most redundant meeting I've ever had to sit through} Amelie sighed as they walked out of the room together.
{That speaks more about you than the meetings, I've been in some redundant meetings, that isn't one of them} Izuku shrugged lightly
{Because you spoke and had questions to ask and things to say}
{You think I get that in every meeting?} Holding her hand in his, he gestured with the other. {Sometimes I just have to sit and listen to these guys talk for ages, then I take the notes to another guy and they talks for ages, trust me, what we've just sat through wasn't redundant}
{At least Olivia hasn't teased me about getting together with you} She admit rubbing her forehead. {Did you have to tell them everything?}
{I censored a couple things}
{Like how bubbly my ass looked in my outfit this morning?}
{I kept how it looks out of the outfit to myself} Amelie pursed her lips {I didn't divulge any sex stuff} A raised eyebrow {What did I say?}
{You said I tasted of summer fruits}
{I said you smelt of summer fruits, from the shampoo you use} Stopping suddenly, he lifted his arm up. She let out a gasp as he moved it over her head, pulling her against his chest as her own arm crossed her body. Gently in her ear, he whispered {You taste of the sweetest honey with hints of citrus} Whether her shiver was from his words, or his hot breath on her skin, she couldn't tell. They rocked side to side for a moment until she let out a small giggle.
{Fine, you get away with it this time} Using her free hand, she grabbed his chin to kiss his cheek. {But only the other Queens get to know such... interesting information}
{As the Queen commands} His face pressed into the crook of her neck, kissing her skin softly.
{Must you do this to me?} She groaned, lifting her head back
{Do what?} He asked innocently against her flesh.
{You know what, I am surprised none of them mentioned the marks you left on my neck from this morning}
"Ahem," Amelie jumped at the voice while Izuku stood still. "If'n ya don't mind, could ya take the PDA elsewhere?" The King hummed for a minute, looking over his shoulder at Jesse McCree, who was refusing to meet his eye.
"Mm, no I don't think I will," Sliding his hand off Amelie's he ran both of them over her body as he kissed her neck softly.
"Ah'll just.... skedaddle this way then," His footsteps grew quieter as he walked away, not looking back.
"Izuku," Amelie groaned softly, her hand lifting into his hair. "We're at work," Pausing his kisses, he moved to quickly whisper in her ear.
"We're off the clock," His teeth caught her earlobe gently. "So look for a maintenance closet or something, because I don't think I can last until we're home,"
"I've half a mind to make you wait after you're stunt outing us earlier,"
"You don't mean that," Lips ghosting over her skin as he ran his fingers all over her body. "You don't," Grinding against him, she lifted her head again.
"I hate when you're right,"
"Is this a private event, or can anybody join?" Withholding his groan at a second interruption, he looked over his shoulder. Amelie peered around his arm.
"If you want to join, I may need the back up knowing him," Izuku frowned, leaning down to her ear.
{You sure about this? You know how I do things Amelie}
{You didn't see the goo-goo eyes they were making at you, I'm certain they'll be willing to share once you give them a turn} He kissed her jaw before looking at their newcomer.
"If you wish to join, know that it wouldn't be a one time thing, just as Amelie learnt, I play for keeps,"
"Meaning,"
"I don't do hook-ups, I bed you, I wed you, simple as,"
"So I get a good fuck and a husband? Sounds good to me," Fareeha grinned, "Come, there's a quiet place I know of, it shouldn't take long to get there,"
"It better not, else I'm having my wife here in the corridor and there's not a damn thing stopping me," Amelie groaned as his erection rubbed against her.
"Uh," A voice spoke from behind Fareeh, "C-c-can we join in too?" Brigitte, Angela and Olivia were stood together.
"Did you hear what I said?"
"Y-yeah," Brigitte nodded,
"And you still want to?"
"Yes," More resolute yet still nervous, she nodded again. Izuku hummed.
"Well," Amelie pat one cheek as she kissed the other. "It looks like we have a full team ready for the... battle," She let out a small 'eep' when he lifted her by her hips. Her legs snapped around his waist as he pulled her against his body.
"Let's hurry then, or I'll take you all in the fucking reception," Amelie groaned as he ground her against the tent he was pitching. "And I'm having you first," He purred quietly into her ear as the four turned around to lead him through the building.
It was a an underground training room he was led to. Fareeha and Brigitte both confirmed it was soundproof and, once locked, would leave them completely undisturbed. Which was a good thing, considering the moment they were in the room, he dropped Amelie to bend her over one of the raised platforms. His clothing unraveled before folding themselves neatly in the corner. Hers however, were less convenient. With one hand, he pressed her torso down while the other began pulling the hem of her jeans down. Kneeling as he tugged the fabric, he grinned at her blue ass. Both hands now helped strip his sniper as she wiggled her hips. The moment her glistening snatch appeared, he pressed a kiss to her pussy lips. Amelie gasped lightly as his tongue slid between her folds, it turned into a moan as the appendage began vibrating softly. With two smacks, he gripped her butt and kneading the muscle while keeping her hips pinned to the edge of the object.
Her fingers clawed at the surface while he worked. If ever there was a time to feel like a five star meal, it was when Izuku was going down on her. Not one part of her cunt was left unattended by his tongue. He kissed her folds, slurped her ever flowing juices. Amelie bit her tongue to try and hold her moans back. Letting him know how effective he was only made him double down. She couldn't survive if he did. His face pressed between her legs, tongue getting exceptionally deep.
"Oh god," Olivia whispered as she watched, "I've never had a man eat me unprompted,"
"He~," Amelie tried to speak, gritting her teeth as he sucked her clit lightly, {Goohhh-d,} With most of her brain power devoted to surviving Izuku, she couldn't speak another language. There was a cry as she was rolled over, but he didn't stop his advance. It was looking at him between her legs that she faintly realized he hadn't actually taken her jeans off entirely. He'd just dragged them down far enough to get access to her pussy. A shiver crawled up her spine as he gripped her hips. Lifting her legs, she tried to remove the clothing. However her hands quickly fell from the hem into his hair. Her eyes screwed shut as her body curled further around his head. Half-dressed legs crossed behind his neck. The softly vibrating tongue curled around the bundle of nerves, putting stars in her vision. {So, cluh~oh~se}
{Do it} His both breath further stimulated her sex. {Cum for me} One more he pressed his tongue into her pussy. Face pressed against her cunt, he sucked softly. The resulting sensations had her crawling in pleasure. Her head arced back as a low, sensual groan filled the area. Izuku slowly stood up, lips pressed together in a fine line before he leaned over her. Smiling drunkenly as her eyes met his, she lifted her head again. As he kissed her, she could taste her orgasm on his lips. Seconds later, Amelie drank her own juices from his mouth. When their eyes opened to meet again, she smiled.
{Break?}
{Do you need one?} He asked seriously, the back of her fingers stroked his cheek.
{No but I figured someone else might want a turn now}
[I'd agree but their all still dressed] A harmony of gasps. {Did you want to watch them then?}
{I want to find out if Kaina was right, if watching their faces is any fun} Izuku smirked, leaning down to kiss her cheek. Underneath him, she shuffled slightly. Her arms slid up above her head, Creation had a pair of handcuffs clicking into place moments later. Amelie had a moment to be confused before he lifted her up. {Izuku!} She gasped as he carried her over to a smaller platform. Laying her on her stomach, he used Blackwhip to keep her in place. Spanking her ass for good measure, he moved from behind her and knelt to her face.
{If you want to watch, you're going to watch right} He purred, with Creation and a strength quirk, he had a stake through the handcuffs into the ground.
{I can still move my legs}
{Can you?} He grinned as she gasped, around her ankles were the same silver circlets. Blackwhip had attached them and driven a stake through at the same time. Looking to the group, who were removing their final layers, he pointed his finger between them. "Eenie, meenie miny, you," Olivia gasped as Blackwhip ensnared her, before pulling her off her feet. Disappearing before she could reach him, Olivia found herself stumbling into his frame as an arm wrapped around her. <I need you to be sure, before we do this, that this is what you want> She looked up to his eyes and inhaled softly at the sincerity behind them.
<I don't think I've ever been more sure of anything> Her voice was hardly a whisper. Grabbing her hips, he lifted her from the ground. She squealed in delight before she felt him rub against her lips. Olivia stopped, looked to his face and then down at his member. Numbly, she held one arm out, looking to her forearm, then back to him. Open mouthed, she looked back to his face. It morphed into a confident smirk <Do it> Izuku matched her look and slowly lowered her hips. Pushing into her folds, he groaned at how tightly she clung to him. She tilted her head back, moaning at how far he spread her apart. After a few seconds, she looked back at their conjoined sexes. Her eyes widened in alarm at how much left he had to give. Dropping her head again, she met Amelie's gaze. The blue woman was smirking lightly
<Remember to inhale> Before Olivia could understand her words, or how it was advice, she felt Izuku lifting her again. As she lowered the second time, he got substantially further into her cunt. Slowly a small bump began to form on her abdomen when she felt him pressing against something. With a gasp she realized it was her cervix, that Izuku's prick was knocking against her womb. There was a moment, where she found his eyes again, and something unspoken passed between them. He lifted her away every so slightly, his hands warming at the contact. The feeling of him pushing against her receded for a moment.
Then he pulled her down. Olivia felt her thoughts shatter as the bump grew from slight to noticeable. Things fired in her brain, informing her this shouldn't be possible, but the fire up her spine made her happy it was. Trying to lock her legs around his waist, she grazed her nails against the arms holding her up. He lifted her again, up the length of his cock. Olivia inhaled seconds before he let her go. Her body slid down his dick, endorphins firing as he dragged along her walls. Once he was in her womb again, she felt his length push against her guts as her breath was forcibly ejected. Izuku flicked his fingers and a platform was moved with Blackwhip. He laid Olivia on it, while still thrusting into her. She was probably unaware of the noises she was making, judging by how her eyes fluttered, unable to focus. Her head hung off the edge, facing Amelie upside down. {En-joying, the show?} He ground out between thrusts.
{Very much} She purred in response {Can you do Brigitte next? She's always had the cute innocence about her face}
{I'll see, what... I can, do} Grabbing Olivia's ankles, he lifted them to his chest and put them together. She groaned as he rolled her to one side, already his member glistened from her orgasms coating it. He leaned over her body, gently putting one hand to her throat as the other remained on her back. Twisting her head to face him, she gave a wobbly smile. When his fingers applied pressure, he watched her bite her lip and roll her eyes. Somehow her pussy constricted around him even more. Growling quietly in her ear, he felt her shiver from his breath on her skin. <I hope... you, understand Olivia, that this, this makes, you.... mine now>
<Gnh'uh> Unable to speak even her native tongue, she merely let out a noise.
<There will... never b-be, another man, for... you> Nipping at her flesh, he continued, <F-from, now, now on.... you, you are the... Cybernetic Queen... and... and my, hacker>
<G'ooh>
<You will, will be one... one of, my.... wives... Olivia.... Midoriya> Her eagerness was absolute, limp arms getting thrown around him to pull his lips to hers. Her last orgasm nearly had her mind crash. Him prolonging it with a massive, hot load of cum into her womb didn't help either. When his head lifted away, Olivia practically gulped down air. Her vision stabilized but her body wasn't responding very well. After shock tremors rippled through her limbs as he moved her platform beside Amelie's. The other three women gathered together. All three had begun touching themselves to some degree. Brigitte yelped, eyes snapping open as Blackwhip grabbed her. It trapped the arm reaching to her cunt against her body as it pulled her across the room. Standing her in front of him, he watched her shiver as he growled. #Who said you could touch yourself?#
#N-no... no-one s-sir#
#Then why are you?#
#I... I d-don't n-know sir#
#Turn around, bend over until you can touch Amelie's nose with your own# His hand cracked against her ass the moment she began to fold. Squeaking at the contact, she put her hands on the edge of the platform, either side of Amelie's shoulders. Izuku lined up and slowly began to push into her slick folds. One hand rested on her back,stopping her hips from moving as he leisurely tore her apart. Brigitte's mouth hung open in a low groan before her forehead fell against his sniper. His hand ran over her creamy skin as he let out a low noise. #Fuck, you're a tight little slut aren't you?#
#G'ha-ah# She agreed as he tapped her cervix. Sliding both hands up her body, he curled both around her throat softly as he nipped her earlobe.
#Want to me mine forever? Want me to ruin this little cunt for you? Want me to fuck you so hard your mind breaks?# Brigitte only shivered under his body, writhing at the way his cock was rubbed on her walls.
#Puh-lease, s-s-sir# Her fingers dug into the platform #P-please guh-gape this, this s-slut's holes, un-until your cum, cum is d-dripping out of them# His hips drew away from hers slowly. About half of his shaft was removed before he nipped her ear.
#All you had to do was ask nicely# Grinning, he rammed into her and broke into her womb. Brigitte could only let her mouth hang as he rocked her world. Amelie watched with unfiltered desire and arousal at the warping face in front of her. The brunette could feel her body distending with each fresh batch of endorphins. Warping her sense of being as he hammered against her pussy, Izuku let go of her throat. Brigitte made a noise of ecstasy as he grabbed her wrists and pulled her grip from the platform. Holding her arms straight behind her back, Izuku used the position for better leverage to batter her womb. She could feel the lump caused pushing against her guts. Each breath was as short as his return. Every thrust compressing her lungs for her.
Her hands flexed wildly under his grip. Trying to grab his wrists, or just find an anchor to reality. Brigitte screamed as the friction sent fire up her spine, orgasm causing her to shiver. Her thoughts clouded as she wondered how what should be causing unbearable pain, was giving unthinkable pleasure. With a lurch, he pulled her arms back and slid his hands under her shoulders. Threading his fingers back up and clasping them together behind her neck, he leant down to her level. Izuku watched her pink tongue flap uselessly as even basic grunts were devolving into only sounds. Her eyes rolled up as her smile widened, the King just kept plapping against her tight cunt. #So you... wish to, ghn, to be my wife too?# He growled into her ear.
#mhgnhm# Trying to nod as best she could Brigitte eagerly agreed.
#One of my Queens, the Honorable Queen, my dame, you like the sound of that?#
#Hmnhm#
#What about your name? You like the sound of Brigitte Midoriya? Queen of Sweden?# Brigitte only opened her mouth in a silent scream. It felt like her entire body tensed around his member, finally coaxing the orgasm from him. Jerking his hips against hers, he released his hold to grab her chin. Brigitte was mid-moan when he turned her face to kiss her. It felt like she was melting as they both began coming down from the high. Pulling away, he grinned, putting his forehead to hers. #Glad you like it#
#I.... love... it# She spoke between gasps, gently letting her down, he watched her gingerly take a seat next to Olivia, who was still out of it. Izuku let his gaze wander to the two final women. Angela and Fareeha were leaning on a platform, still fingering themselves desperately. When they realized he was looking at them, their eyes widened. His finger waggled between the two. Stopping it between the two, he launched Blackwhip to capture both. It shifted from his finger to the back of his hand as he made a come-hither gesture. They walked slowly, without needing the quirk to pull them. It disappeared when they were in front of him.
[Who wants to go on top?] They both looked confused for a moment,
[I, will?] Angela hummed, Izuku grinned.
/Great\ Moving a platform behind them, he turned Angela around and pushed her into Fareeha. Crouching for a moment, he grabbed the Egyptian beauty's ankles and swept her from her feet. She dragged the blonde Swede with her, falling onto the surface. Both peered over her shoulder at him as he grinned. [You agreed to go on top] Another pair of hands grew under the first so he could hold both sets of hips. [Know what else I can duplicate?] Neither woman had time to think of an answer before he speared both of them. Their bodies pressed against the other as they tried to distend. The result had him pushing against their cervices. Using that as a marker for holding back, he pressed himself into Angela's back, running kisses up her pale skin. Once he was against her ear, he murmured to both of them. [Marry me?] There was a moment were only the steady smacking of flesh on flesh filled the room.
/This... is h-huh-hardly th..... the time to.... propose\ Angela moaned out eventually. /I-I.... cumming!\
$Fuh-fucking, my... br~ains, out is, not.... the pr-prop-proposal I... ever-huh.... expected!$ Fareeha tried grinning up to him past Angela's warping face.
[I'll, pro-pose..... properly s-soon] Knocking against their wombs, he began leaving a hickey on Angela's neck.
/YES!\ She screamed, /Fuck, marry you... don't, stop..... never stop!\
/My Healing Queen\ He purred into her ear /I'll only stop when you can't take anymore\ Angela turned her head to kiss him fiercely. Moaning as his tongue dominated hers, she lifted a hand to curl into his hair. Fareeha lifted herself up, pressing her body against Angela's as she latched onto his neck. $And you?$
$Y-you, heard.... heard me, earlier.... good fuh-ck ahnd a husband$
$Living up to expectations?$
$No.... better, than.... wet dream.... gotta..be, puh-perfect, husband$ Angela moaned as his kissed the back of her neck, his eyes locked with Farreha's. Softly nipping at the creamy flesh, he began putting his full power behind his thrusts. Both women, gnashed their teeth together, heads tilting as they tried to adjust. The distention in their bodies collided, resulting in him being pushed back further against their guts. Angela's head dropped beside Fareeha's, neither able to keep their wits about them. He watched as the tanned thighs of Fareeha wrapped over Anegla's back, contrasting their skin tones. Not letting up, he growled lowly, before pulling Angela's hair. She yelped when his other hand cracked on her ass, fingers digging into the pillowy muscle.
/H-huh~ho.... fuck!\ She whimpered lightly, once again he stooped over to be against her back. Fareeha gasped as his other set of hands moved from her dark hips to grope her breasts.
[Look] He whispered, Angela found herself now staring down at Fareeha [Look at her, while I fuck the both of you] Talking to both at once, he continued in hushed tones [You see her? She's mine, those eyes, that smile, her hair, it all belongs to me, look further, her tits, abs, that perky ass and this tight cunt, all belong to me as well, just.... like.... you] Both gasped as they had a hand around their throat. [You, the both of you, are mine now, you both belong to me, Angela my Healing Queen, my medic and Fareeha, my Security Queen, my mirage, you are both.... mine] Smiling drunkenly as he pushed softly choked them, both had their eyes rolling back. [All I have to do now is mark your wombs, hope you're ready for it] Both made a croaked noise as he bucked his hips. The pressure didn't let up until he'd finished flooding their cunts, both getting a cherry red coloring to their faces. Gulping down air as he slowed his movements down, Angela collapsed onto Fareeha, who only wrapped her arms around the pale lover.
$Mirage, I... like the... sound, of that$
$Rest for now then, my mirage, because I'll be back in a moment to ruin you$ Leaving them both to catch their breath, he heard the sound of the door locking again.
"Amelie said she needed back up, I came as quick as I...oh," Having not noticed the situation when she entered, Kyoka finally absorbed the scene before her. "I should've bought more," She whimpered lightly as Blackwhip grabbed her and pulled her over to Izuku, stripping her as it did. Landing nude against his chest, she looked up to his hungry smile.
"Yes, you should've,"