Irresistible Comfort Fruit

Laid Out On The Web

"My room should suffice," Minerva told him, leading the boy who has once again partake in the forbidden fruit.

Silent, Izuku allowed himself to be dragged upstairs. He had submitted himself to his actions today, he couldn't take having a boner for this long and needed something to take care of it. The greenet had enough of struggling to hide it in public and the pain of crunching it up, if the stallion wants to roam free then it needs to be free. A bright outlook on the decision may never shine but at least the problem will be taken care of.

'It could be worse, Minerva is his classmate after all,' thought Izuku, finding some reason to cope with his position, 'She's not an officially listed villain, or a criminal, or even that horrible of a human being considering what people can legally get away with. A pervert that continuously pushes the boundary of 'just being a dumb hormonal youth', yes absolutely. But considering there are mothers who'll use their own children as literal tools to get back at their husbands out of spite and a desire for cash, or the people who make careers out of physically trialing and stalking celebrities to post every detail about their private life, a girl who wants to secretly peek at naked guys through a hole in the wall that was already there starts to seem more like a reprimandable minor nuisance at worst.'

As Izuku was rationalizing his situation, for better or for worse, he stayed absent-minded until realized that he was in the grape girl's room. He was surprised at how tamed Minerva's room was, he was expecting to see a budget-value sex dungeon, instead, it was rather plain. The design wasn't even that 'girlish', mostly compromising of standard furniture any kid would have. That didn't mean it was free of that Minerva influence that was to be expected, a couple of wall posters of shirtless male heroes, and multiple limited edition figures of the same category accompanied her room's laptop and shelf. Though Izuku shouldn't be judging, his room is literally a shrine to a single person.

The succubus hopped on her bed, crossing the thick thighs that caused this whole mess over each other like a pompous mistress waiting to be addressed. Gesturing with a finger, she motioned for Izuku to come forward.

Once he was in range, the devious fruit commanded, "Unwrap it."

"Unwrap?" Izuku questioned, a bit confused.

"You know, wipe it out. I want you to take out that wanting cock of yours, present it to me as a present."

Gulping to get over his anxiety, Izuku did as requested. First unbuckling his pants, undoing the zipper, and spreading out his fly to show his boxers(thankfully he saved himself some embarrassment by not going in his All Might boxers). Moments away from pulling down his boxers, Minerva stopped him.

"Almost forgot to say," Minerva said, staring directly at the bulge in his boxers, "What will I be getting in return for this?"

"A- what!?" replied Izuku, this was never mentioned before. When would Minerva ever want something in return for a sexual encounter, if anything she was usually more desperate to get something lewd as payment for a favor.

Connivingly resting her chin in the palm of her hand, a smirking Minerva explains, "For an act that would be almost solely beneficial to you, don't you think it'll be fair if I got something in return."

"When did this become an exchange?"

"Since you reject the opportunity when I was offering it," answered the smug fruit, looking at her nails, "Both times I offered it to you, they were times I was feeling like giving them out no bars attached and I came to you. But this time you were the one who approached me at my home unannounced, yet you expect me to interrupt my day's schedule just to suckle on your dick?"

"Well... yeah."

"Hehe, that ignorance of yours is adorable. While I wouldn't mind another taste of your beef frank, because of convenience reasons, this time it won't be free."