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Izuku Midoriya, was a strange "Support Hero". Almost completely unknown to the public, you'd be hard pressed to find someone on the street who'd list him in their top 20 Heros list. He didn't have a flashy quirk or anything, his Quirk allowed him to read people's minds through their lips. It wasn't much, but it made for some interesting business.
He got a lot of requests for this particular service, and he took them all, mostly it was interrogating villains and criminals. Izuku would know absolutely everything they knew while kissing their lips, but forgot a lot of it while he broke contact. Trying to remember a whole other brain's worth of information was difficult so he generally only tried to remember the important things.
Publicly, he was the Ultimate Interrogation Hero. Privately, to the Heroines and those in the know he was the Ultimate Lover. They agreed that Izuku was a very handsome man and the ability to know what you wanted and what fantasies you had, exactly as you saw them made him an incredible lover. He had been the most sought after boyfriend when he attended UA and a lot of his exes still called him up for booty calls.
Izuku had, almost accidentally, become a sex worker. He started out with just girlfriends but word spread like wildfire among the Heroine community about how good he was at making their dreams in bed come true, exactly as you imagined them, it didn't take long before girls were paying him for his time.
Now, after four years of being a Hero, and making a comfortable living off of his abilities, he has a large number of regular clients. He wasn't rich by any means, but he made enough money to live comfortably.
There was a knock at his door, a quick check of his phone showed that his latest appointment was early, almost 30 minutes early, which meant she was probably nervous. He chuckled and got up to answer the door.
"Hi there!" Izuku said cheerfully as he opened the door. Standing in front of him was Kyoka Jiro. She didn't look too different from when they had attended UA together, although she had been in class 1-A when he was in 1-D, it hadn't stopped them from becoming a couple for almost a month. She was wearing her hero uniform, black jeans, a red shirt and a leather jacket. "What's up?"
Kyoka fidgeted nervously, before getting on her tiptoes and kissing Izuku. Immediately, Jiro's thoughts and feelings rushed into his head. He felt her arousal wash over him and he felt himself instantly harden inside his pants. He saw what she wanted, what she really, truly wished for right now, he was honestly kind of surprised she hadn't thought about this before.
With a smile, he pulled Kyoka into his apartment and shut the door behind them. He pressed her into the wall and started kissing her neck and running his hands up her body. Kyoka moaned softly and grabbed Izuku's shirt. His hands gently brushed over her breasts and continued to trail her body till his hands cupped her face. They stood there for a second staring into each other's eyes, she was flushed and breathing heavily.
"You're so pretty." Izuku whispered, he ran his fingers up to her ears and wrapped his hands around her earphone jacks and started massaging them with his thumb, she shivered and moaned quietly. "But you'd look prettier at the end of my dick." He said menacingly.
Quickly he wrapped her quirky earlobes around her neck and pulled hard. Her eyes shot open and the cry she made at being treated so rough was quickly cut off when her own earphones cut off her air supply.
He yanked her over towards the couch, throwing her over the armrest and onto the couch. Kyoka frantically tried to move her earphones, but Izuku held them firmly in one hand and used the other to expertly reach down and start undoing her pants. The second her pants hit the floor, he saw what he already knew, she wasn't wearing panties today. Izuku smirked, and he undid his pants and listened to Kyoka gasp and choke as she clawed at her neck trying to get her fingers under her earlobe jacks.
Izuku looked down at Kyoka's beautiful, now naked lower body and leaned forward. His cock very easily entered her dripping wet pussy and he slowly began thrusting in and out of her. She wiggled, trying to free herself from her bondage, but he wasn't having it, he pushed on her back and pulled tighter on her earlobes. She cried out in pain and struggled more, struggling to breathe as Izuku's hips bucked against hers.
It wasn't long before her struggling became weaker and less energetic, she stopped fighting and her mouth opened and closed, gasping for breath. Izuku quickened his pace and felt her shiver and her pussy spasmed around him. Kyoka had always been a squirter, and felt her juices rushing past his cock and spray onto the floor and his leather couch. He let up on her neck a little bit and Kyoka, who had only been able to whine while he choked her, sucked in a deep breath and moaned in ecstasy.
"Mmm, that's a good girl." Izuku said softly, he backed up and pulled her off the arm rest and she fell to the floor. Her neck stretched as Izuku held her neck up by her stretched out earlobes. He gave her a few seconds to choke and struggle before giving her some slack.
He slapped her face a few times until her mouth opened and he shoved his cock into her throat. Kyoka choked and gagged, but soon started to moan as he fucked her face. He moved faster and harder, grunting and groaning as he fucked her mouth. Her tongue lapped around him as he pounded into her. Izuku felt his cock hit the point where her earphone jacks were wrapped and couldn't go deeper.
Keeping a hold on both of them he grabbed them with both hands and unwrapped her neck, instead using them like handlebars he started pumping deeper into her throat. She started to gag again as he went deeper and deeper, sucking in as much air as she could when he pulled out.
"Awk, gawk, glawk, ulawk, gawk, gawlk, gawk" Kyoka choked out as he fucked her throat.
Izuku threw his head back and moaned loudly, his cock throbbed as he came inside of her throat. He pressed his cock as deep as it would go rubbing his balls on her chin as he came.
Once he finished coming, he pulled out and Kyoka coughed a bit as she looked up at him. Cum and drool bridging the distance between his cock and her mouth.
"Fuck... that was amazing Izuku-kun." She said as she licked up the drool and cum around her lips and smiling up at him.
"Yeah, well I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He grinned. "Do you want another round?" He asked, his cock twitching in the air.
"Uh..." Kyoka blushed, "I'd love to but I don't think I could afford it." She said bashfully. She pulled out her phone and with a few taps of her fingers Izuku heard his phone go off with a notification from his money app. He smiled, "Thank you very much for your business, please come again sometime!" He said jokingly.
Kyoka nodded as she stood up and pulled her pants up. She looked like a freshly fucked mess with red marks and bruises already forming on her earlobes and neck. Izuku laughed and walked her to the door. "Thanks for coming, I'll be seeing you soon." He said with a wink.
"Yeah, totally." She said breathly, her cheeks turning pink.
He opened the door and watched her walk shakily down the hall. Once she was out of sight, Izuku closed the door behind him and unlocked his phone, Kyoka had given him a "gift" of ¥31,000. While Izuku didn't have rates or anything, girls quickly found out that being cheap put them at the end of the line.
Izuku sat back down on his couch and checked his messages, his next "appointment" wouldn't be over for another 40 minutes. He grabbed a snack from his cupboard and turned on the TV, life was good.