Adventures In Therapy | Hitoshi Shinso/Maes Hughes | Crossover Fusion

Coercion?

It didn't start out this way. In fact Shinso felt something was missing from his life when he began his journey. Something he couldn't quite explain or put together.

While he tried to help everyone with their own problems his own kept building up to where he just snapped.

He was having a session with Ochako Uraraka when it happened. And she came to him yet again with the same problem as before, talking about her crush on Izuku Midoriya and how she was too afraid to tell him for fear of what he'd say to her.

She knew he would let her down gently and she didn't want that.

"Enough." Shinso snapped rubbing his temples in frustration. "I want you to act as if I'm Midoriya for a moment." She wasn't facing him so she didn't see him out his voice modulator on. "Tell me how you feel Uraraka." He said in Midoriya's voice. "Show me what you want from me. What you'd like to do."

"Deku!" She responded turning over to stand straight up out of her seat. Shinso realized right away that her eyes were clouded over. He hadn't meant to do that. He just wanted to soothe her, calm her down.

The look on her eyes spurred in him a tingling sensation, made his dick twitch and, oh boy was he turned on. Especially when she kept walking towards him. He put the voice modulator aside as she came forward to straddle him in his chair.

Uraraka cradled his head in her hands, foreheads together. "Deku I, I've always had feelings for you ever since we met. I've wanted to do this for a very long time now."

Uraraka smashed her lips against Shinso's. His eyes closed and the hands that had caressed her hips slid upward across her back all the way up the the back of her head.

Uraraka rubbed their laps together.

"Wait! Stop!" He shouted. Uraraka jolted awake, yet she remained still.

"Let me have this." She whispered.

"You-" He gasped at the realization. "Wait, were you cognizant of what was happening?"

"No, but I could feel it."

"You could go and tell him all this yourself you know."

"But the fantasy I have won't play out in real life. It'll be awkward. It won't be like this."

"I'm sorry Ochako I can't." He said. "We can't."

"Then don't make me remember. I'm sure you can find some way to mask or disguise it so I'll never be able to figure out what's going on. Get me as relaxed as I was when you started talking. Like I am now. Like a bath."

"I'm afraid we'll have to cut this short. Come back next week with a clear head or don't come back at all."

"Okay." She left Shinso with a weird emotion. Having to rub himself off so he could concentrate on his next appointment.

But his mind wouldn't rest. He had had a taste of something that he wanted to have again. Uraraka telling him to bathe her afterwards to get her comfortable so that she maybe won't remember.

Was it really that simple?

Wait…he shouldn't be thinking about sex with Ochako Uraraka. This was his profession, his livelihood. He made the decision to never think about her like that ever again.

He sought out porn. It helped. And when he saw Ochako next time Shinso thought he was over it. Until she took her overcoat off.

Shinso's eyes widened at the sheerness of the shirt she was wearing. It was white so it was easy to see through already if you were looking, but this…he saw the shape of her breasts, the lines…the color and size of her nipples. the way the shirt ended a few inches above her navel. Her crooked black tie

And the short skirt as she bends over to reveal she was wearing a thong underneath. Uraraka giggled. "You're staring." She blushed.

"Damn. Sorry I-"

"I was hoping you would." She said walking forwards while he took a few steps back.

"Pardon-?"

"I was hoping you'd gaze at me hungrily like a man in need." Shinso fell back against the couch. "A man starving for something only I can give." She straddled him again. "I'll let you have this body." She took him by the wrists, moving his hands to her waist and going slowly upwards. "I'll let you touch me." She placed his hands over her breasts, he could feel her budding roses through the shirt. "Do whatever you want." She sunk her waist down into his lap. Grinding against him. "I know you want this. I do to." Shinso was wearing his speaking module around his neck, she gently put it over his mouth. "You just have to do me one small favor."

"You're sick Uraraka, you need professional help." He lowered his device to say this.

"Maybe I do, or maybe I just need a big strong man like you to put me in my place."

"You need to stop this Uraraka."

"Stop what Deku?"

Shinso cursed, he had spoken into the modulator just then without realizing. "Avoiding me. I don't understand. Did I do something bad, tell me what's wrong."

Instead of her confessing like she did last time Uraraka trapped their lips together. Shinso had no idea she could be this bold. "Nothings wrong Deku I just want you."

"I'm not very good at this."

"Neither am I."

She whimpered when his teeth grazed her swollen nipple through the shirt causing her to thrust down into his hard aching member. Uraraka smiled taking the buttons of her shirt to slowly opening them to reveal her nice perky tits. Shinso thoroughly enjoyed sucking and squeezing them in his hands.

But he couldn't ravage her right here. He moved things to his own bedroom which was hidden by the bookshelves. Where he took advantage making sure to leave no marks.

Marks would leave questions and he didn't need that.

"Are you a virgin Uraraka?" He asked still using the modulator.

"No. I didn't want our first time to be awkward, so I put something else down there instead. My cherry's fully popped."

"Good, that will make this feel a lot better then." He laid with his back to the bed so she could sink down on his cock. He pounded into her while she moaned his (Deku's) name while he lovingly tended to her breasts in his face.

All the while keeping an eye on the clock making sure he kept this to half an hour. (He tried). In case there was anything extra she needed to talk about.

He pounded her in the shower too. Yet he saved the bath for last making sure not to do anything naughty. He then helped dry her off, making sure everything was in perfect order before going back out onto the couch and assuming their previous position before all this happened.

"Ochako." Shinso said in his own voice. "Hey!" He snapped his fingers causing her to blink and gaze at him funny. "Either you keep to the program and ask me for advice or we're done here. I will not stoop to your level."

"Fine." She swatted his hands away in obvious hurt, putting her jacket back on. "Coming her was a mistake."

"Obviously." He sighed. "Just tell the poor boy already."

"I did but he…he said he's not into girls."

"I see." He said. Feeling the pressure in his pants at the thought of Midoriya being underneath him. It was at this moment Shinso realized that things would never be the same again.

He found what he was missing.