Interlude: A Rabbit's Freedom

For once in many years, Rumi was woken up by an alarm clock. It took her a solid minute to blink and make sense of it in her head, trying to think of the last time she hadn't jolted awake victim to surges of sudden pleasure and incurable horniness. The hotel room she was staying in was much neater than she was used to - she hadn't crashed through the place while fucking herself with whatever toys she had at hand last night. Hell, there was even a nice note with some chocolates from the cleaning staff left for her at her desk, thanking her for sparing their overworked backs just one day.

While absentmindedly trying to insert her biggest dildo in her pussy like she did every morning, she realized she wasn't even wet at all, much less enough to allow for such a big insertion. She didn't even need the thing now, she was just too used to this routine she'd been following for almost a decade. She came to realize this was her first time putting on her hero costume without any kind of insertion hidden in it.

It all felt both wrong, and peaceful at the same time. As she pondered what her life would look like from this moment forward, if whatever that Izuku brat did to her was permanent, she nibbled on her new chocolates and made a mental note to ask the staff where they got them. They were tasty.

"Tch. Am I supposed to thank that bush-head? I had already gotten used to it, for fuck's sake." A weary sigh came from her full lips. With less horniness came less constant aggression, focus, sharpness... at least without forcing it out. A wandering thought reminded her of someone who might want to know about her 'improvement' on that side, though... With a bit of hesitation, she picked up her bunny-themed phone, punching in a number she knew by heart.

"...mom? It's me, Rumi."

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"Yeah, I'm doing alright. Being a P.E. teacher during the day and a hero at night ain't that hard. You?"

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"I know, sorry for not calling that often, I just don't feel like it if there's nothing important to say, y'know?"

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"Shit, I gave it away. Sheesh, sharp as ever, that's mommy bun for ya."

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"Alright, I won't change the topic. Turns out, I found a cure for my heat."

...!?

"Ssssshut up, you're gonna hurt my ears. Yeah, it's cured. For now at least. I have no idea if it will revert back or anything. Haven't felt this fresh in seven years."

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"You wanna know what did it? Uhh... some weird boy in the class I teach touched me. And just like that, poof, gone. Except when I look at him. Then the heat just comes back with a vengeance. I'm pretty sure he was tagged with some Quirk from one of the other classes to make me fall for him, maybe a bet or some shit, but if he thinks I'll fuck one of my students, he's got another thing coming. Especially a wimp like him."

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"Hm? No, his Quirk is some power boost crap. Brat could actually fend me off for a bit. Still kicked the shit out of him, though."

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"The hell you wanna know that for? Yeah, like a horse. Definitely bigger than any toys I got, I feel bad for his girlfriend if her Quirk isn't Rubber Body or something. His balls wouldn't fit in my hands if I tried, either. How'd I find out? How do you think, there's no missing that thing even if I wanted to."

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"Why are you asking me all this stuff, you wanna date him or something? You've got 25 years on the poor bastard, mom, and there's no way he's single packing that much heat. Whatever, let's see... dorky face full of freckles, bushy green hair, same eye color. At best an inch taller than me. Can't remember anything else about 'im. Besides being kind of a wimpy pushover until you **** him to act."

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"...huh? What do you mean, 'found my mate'??? Are you high?"

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"Wha- The same happened with you and dad???? You mean you were also in heat until you met him? Mom, there's no fucking way I'm-"

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"...okay, okay, I'll make sure I figure out what the hell he did to me, then. That way I can prove to you it's none of that shit. Then you'll have to tell me how the hell you manage to deal with the heat now that dad's gone."

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"Yeah, yeah, love you too, bun-buns. Bye." She hung up, letting herself drop back to the bed with another weary sigh.

"Asshole wouldn't tell me even when his balls were on the line. Guess I could say he's... got balls, alright" She grimaced at her own terrible pun. They just came to her naturally after using them for so long to amuse her fans. "How the fuck am I supposed to get him to fess up? I can't beat up a civvie for no reason, and he can fend me off well enough to spar with me without begging for a break; I don't have any dirt on him... I'm not a fucking stalker either, nor am I going to fabricate it. Ain't got connections in UA to pull strings for me. Dunno any of the other students, and most of them probably don't like me that much."

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"I am not going to fuck a student. But maybe I could make him think I will, if that would make him talk." She finished putting her hero costume on, making sure the leotard looked extra enticing from the back and front - her pussy lips were halfway out, just as she liked it.

"Mission: Seduce the brat and learn how he got my heat under control, then ditch and report back. Bunny Hero Mirko on duty!"

The bunny girl jumped out the window with all her might, bouncing rooftop to rooftop on her way to UA. At around this time, a certain green-haired boy would have been done 'training' with a certain pink-skinned classmate, heading back to the building right as Mirko landed a few bounds behind him. Simply locking eyes with his turned back made her regret everything - shivers took over her entire body, as her internal temperature spiked into a full-body flush, especially around her womb. Sticky juices slowly drooled out of her leotard's crotch, forming glistening strings between her legs. She was about to orgasm just by looking at him after so long, and had to tear her eyes away from him to control her horniness.

"Ffffffuck... I should have brought my toys in a bag or something. Gh... hng... p-pull yourself together, Mirko. It's a Quirk doing this to you. You've lived with this for years. You can't let it control you now... that's it. Rage. Aggression. ****. Cheekiness. Laughter. Excitement. Adrenaline. If lust threatens to take over me... I just have to beat it to a pulp with the rest of my emotions!"

One more leap allowed her to land right in front of the suddenly startled Izuku, who looked her up and down in less than a second before locking eyes with... well, the fact that she had orgasmed the moment she landed, leaving a noticeable sticky trail drooling out between her legs even as she acted like nothing was amiss. Her leotard had shifted slightly - half of her drenched pussy was fully visible, while the other half was barely covered at all by the thin fabric.

"I am here! Or something like that!" This boy liked All Might, she thought, so maybe that was the right opener to get on his good side. Her eyes didn't miss the large twitch under his shorts, and he reeked of cum and pussy juice to her enhanced scent - she mentally nodded at herself for correctly assuming he had a girlfriend, or at least a fuckbuddy or five. Didn't mean he was loyal to her in the former case, so her plan remained the same, especially when his cock had reacted to her body so desirably.

"Yo, long time no see, brat~! You're one hell of a fighter for your size and age, ya know? Where'd you learn those killer reflexes?" Compliments were a good next step, right? She was honestly just emulating the way other people had tried to flirt with her in the past, not that any of them had been ultimately successful. He mostly just... blushed and scratched the back of his neck, trying to deflect the compliment and make light of his skill.

"M-Mirko-sensei?! G-Good day...! Um, well, that's, I mean, my dream has always been to become a hero, and I've only made it this far thanks to all the precious people in my life supporting me to get here... I've still got a long way to go-" Rumi suddenly grabbed both of his cheeks with a comically annoyed face, impeding the poor boy from continuing what could have been the start to a Mutter of Doom.

"Take the goddamn compliment, you cheeky brat...! The strongest woman in Japan just said you're a hell of a fighter, you think I wanted you to be humble about it and make me look weak?" Then, as if a light bulb had lit on her head, she remembered what she was there for, and let go of his cheeks while returning to her more jovial façade. "B-But it's true that you're still growing, so I wanna see how those skills are looking by the time we're done polishing you! No slacking off now!"

Crap, that was close. Saved it, though. I think. What else? Jumping from a compliment to an insinuation or a proposition is too much, I need to bridge that gap somehow... How did those guys even make a move on me back then?

The green-haired boy's face lit up a little when she was thinking of how to continue this conversation, which she only really noticed because his cheeks went a little red, and his eyes started looking vacant as if he was deep in thought. After about five seconds, he came back down to Earth and said something she would have never expected coming out of the mouth of such a shy wimp.

"Sensei... i-if you're not busy right now, could we... continue this talk while we get something to eat? I'm k-kind of starving after training, and it looks like there's something you need to tell me..."

The motherfucker had just asked his P.E. teacher, who happened to be the #5 Hero in Japan and the strongest woman in the country, on a date - at least, that's how she took it. Shivers ran through her body as another tiny orgasm took over her momentarily, before she licked her lips in anticipation. She wasn't going to sleep with her student, but fuck if she was going to pass an invitation to try and wring information out of him. He had handed her the answer to her mental questions on a silver platter.

This boy... is dangerous.

[Author's Note: Well, that was a lengthy but well-needed break from writing. For those worried that real-deal sexual scenes are taking too long, that's the intent, it's a slow burn kind of fic and I'm sorry if you really cannot wait for Izuku to get his dick wet, but I'm trying to be as truthful to the characters and their personalities as possible - all while planning the other important aspect of this fic. At least, as truthful as one can be when so many details about them change (their ages, for one) and you have to consider all the things those changes affect in them. I'm also sorry for taking so long for this chapter, but I should be back to writing at a decent pace if college isn't a bitch. Feel free to leave any feedback or the likes in the comments and thanks for reading~]