Very enthusiastically

How did it come to this?

Izuku Midoriya stood in the middle of a large, segmented room, clearly made for these types of modeling shoots and paintings with enough area for everyone to sit around with their canvas. Next to him was a distraught Kyoka Jiro, trembling in embarrasment but still going through with it. "W-Why couldn't Hagakure do this... she's the exhibitionist here... ugh..." She kept stealing glances to him then quickly looking back down, so he assumed she was doing it because he was also involved. Attraction of Hot Things, back at it again.

Midnight finally came back with the materials required for everyone to start painting. "Well, well, everyone, it looks like we're going to be having a couple of volunteers up on stage~ Give it up for... Izuku Midoriya, and Kyoka Jiro, the cuties who will be nude modeling for you!" Already, the green-haired boy could see and hear... mixed reactions. Uraraka and Kodama were blushing, probably because they'd get to see him naked.

Deku-kun... He looks so nervous, like he could use some kind words... ahh, such a shame, I'd take the offer to model too, but Midnight insisted on Jiro-chan...

Wait, was that... Uraraka's voice in his mind?

"Fuckin' Deku. Why the hell do I gotta draw this nerd?!" Bakugo's anger was... to be expected, really. His voice sounded a little less growly today, too, for some reason. Higher pitched? Or maybe it was just his imagination.

Midnight's retort didn't wait too long to show up, once she'd done a flamboyant flourish, flashing her nipples to the two models in the process. "So you're saying you will not provide a sketch of a criminal if you catch a glimpse of them, just because you don't like them? You'll just encounter some stealth-based villain and give the police no clues besides unreliable verbal information left up to everyone's interpretations?" She approached his canvas and leaned over to look at him straight in the eye. "This is U.A., us teachers can teach class however we like, as a selling point. If you don't like your childhood buddy being here, the door is right there. Plenty of hero colleges out there."

She could hear the class-wide "Harsh..." complaint, so she let him off the hook and went back to Izuku and Jiro. "So~ Let's see what we're working with over here." And just like that, unsolicited and without warning, she wrapped her arms around him from behind as her hands moved to the boy's pants and shirt, hooking under the waistlines to pull down and push up respectively. Izuku was shocked to say the least, and the entire classroom was staring at the nine or so inches of veiny, thick shaft on display, but Midnight's own shock seemed to come from the fact that pulling down that much did not fully reveal his cock.

"Oh, wow, we're working with a lot, damn... I'm doing the girls a favor over here~! You sure you don't wanna fail my classes a little so I can give you a couple of private remedials?" She winked in her jest, though Izuku wasn't so sure she was actually joking, going by the way she was hungrily looking at him while lowering his pants further. With so much time standing up in front of a crowd and being as nervous as he was, his dick had gone fully flaccid, and even then it left his teacher speechless when it had been fully revealed, his pants past his knees by that point.

"I actually think you could kill someone with this. A veritable **** weapon. No such thing as too much lube, girls, whoop dee doop~" She idly commented as she got rid of his clothes with practiced ease, leaving the red-faced boy entirely bare. "Okay, now let's go with you, cutie. Don't worry, you're really hot too, a lot of guys love petite girls, you know? Those piercings I suggested are just a delicious icing on a red velvet cake."

Her jacket was the first item to go, leaving her in a tiny braless top with her nipples clearly poking through it, and a microskirt that looked like a rather thick belt more than a main piece of clothing. Midnight's hands slid up her torso, making Jiro shiver a little before her top was grabbed and lifted up slowly, tantalizing the audience until her pierced nipples were on full display in a nice and sweet titty-drop. Finally, she hooked her thumbs under the microskirt's waist and pushed down, revealing a hairless slit with a small wet drop stretching into a little string of grool.

"Oh my, someone's excited down here. This won't do, Midoriya-kun, you're not even hard and she's already leaking down here~" Both of Jiro's hands went to her face, clearly wishing the earth swallowed her whole, especially with how hard Mina was teasing her from the other side of the room. Midnight's body pressed against Izuku's back, taking his massive cock between her soft fingers as she slowly stroked it up and down, revealing his cockhead with one stroke only to hide it back into his foreskin with the other.

"Come on, Midoriya-kun. You don't wanna make her look bad, do you? Look at what a bad time she's having. But if you get hard, that makes it better for both of you, doesn't it? You'll just laugh it off later, share the embarrassment a little... Wouldn't it feel amazing to lift that burden from those small shoulders of hers?" Much to her enjoyment, she didn't have to insist much; his cock was diamond hard by the time she was through with her second sentence, her fingers getting coated in precum that she shamelessly proceeded to lick off her hand.

"That's a good boy. Now stay hard the whole time, alright? Wouldn't want your classmates' drawings to get messed up. Let's find you two a nice pose to show all of this off."

He was made to lay on his side, his body propped up by a hand on his face in one of those "paint me like one of your French girls" poses, except Jiro was made to lay in a similar pose behind him, their backs to each other while some students faced her and some faced him, drawing from their own unique perspectives.

His cock reached his solar plexus, still throbbing and hard from its earlier treatment - and from looking at Kodama, who kept flashing him her tits or making lewd blowjob-invitation gestures with her hand from the back of the class, as if making sure that he would stay hard for her. It was difficult sometimes, as being stared at by so many people who will share a classroom with him for years to come was making him incredibly nervous, and Jiro's back side being pressed against his wasn't helping. He became self-conscious of every breath, every drop of sweat that could land on her, and at the same time, of her soft breathing and distant heartbeat.

Midnight strolled around the class, showing them how to improve on their existing technique, helping out those who had barely any painting skills to begin with - such as Uraraka, Shinohara, Kaminari, and Todoroki - and overall guiding their progress up until class was over. For such a tease, she was actually really competent as a teacher, going by how quickly those four went from a total wreck to at least looking confident in what they were doing.

"Ahn~ Such wonderful students, catching on so quickly... I'm proud of all of you. You all get a nice and shiny ten out of ten on this assignment~! Now, use these spare few minutes to socialize, approach your partners, look at their paintings... and don't be shy about approaching the models, girls~ They're still your precious classmates, and there's nothing wrong about seeing them naked. They'll get to see you like that soon enough after all..." With a final cackle, Midnight left the room, a cue for Midoriya and Jiro to make a run for their clothes and put everything back on as fast as possible.

"Crap, man, a horse has nothing on that t-thing. Now I feel silly, feeling bad for ya, you must have broken in half the school with that thing already... only because the other half are guys, or... m-me. Not like showing it off is that bad for ya. I'm never gonna live this down, am I...?" Jiro whispered as she zipped up her jacket, feeling more protective of her body than usual apparently.

Izuku had no idea what to respond in return, but he went with the truth ultimately. "Um... n-no, this is the first time anyone, er, sees it. To think it would be like this... B-But I'm glad we could get over that together. I don't think I could have done that without you." The way she blushed was impossible to miss, like a maiden in love. It only lasted a second, as she quickly turned aside and walked out the door, though not before leaving him with a few final words. "T-Thanks. For everything."

And now, he was alone in the middle of the room, full of people chatting, throwing glances at him, and in one case being a lewd teasing fairy to him. Dammit, Kodama.