The Wolf And Her Bunny

I WILL Have You!

Momo Yaoyorozu, the sole heir to the Yaoyorozu Conglomerate, and Vice Representative Hero Course Class 1-A. Young Yaoyorozu was well-known throughout her class for being a tactical genius, possessing natural leadership ability, and her awe-inspiring proficiency with her quirk: Creation. But there was one thing that her classmates didn't know about her.

"Hahh... mfff..." Momo moaned with a finger rubbing against her panty-clad pussy.

She had a massive crush on her green-haired classmate, Izuku Midoriya. Calling it a simple crush would be a massive understatement. The boy was the center of her world. It started as simple admiration. He had determination, bravery, kindness and a shy side that made interacting with him something she enjoyed.

But after their first hero training, seeing him bandaged and battered by Bakugo, her heart pounded. Of course, she hated seeing someone so kind be pounded so mercilessly, but lopsided match ups were to be expected at one point or another. And she made time after class once Midoriya had regained consciousness, to tell him of his short-comings since he missed the review of his match.

While he was mostly a blushing, but adorable mess, he took her critique to heart, thanking Yaoyorozu for telling him about his mistakes so he can improve. She was surprised by his maturity, handling being told how much he screwed up much better than Bakugo had. When he smiled at her, the pounding in her chest returned.

Momo realized she was crushing on Izuku when he stepped down from being Class Rep and handing the position to his friend, Tenya Iida. They could have spent so much time together leading the class! And the fact that she was whining about it was the confirmation that she did have romantic feelings for the broccoli boy.

The Sports Festival was the final nail in the coffin Momo needed to bury any doubts what she felt for Izuku. Before, during and after the Cavalry Battle, Ochaco Uraraka, perhaps the closest female to Izuku, a thought that made her blood boil, was practically attached to Izuku's hip. Izuku even went to go check on her after her defeat at the explosive hands of Bakugo. Granted, he did the same for her, but that's not the issue. When his attention was directed at another female, she couldn't help but glare at them, wishing them to disappear.

Ever since realizing her feelings for Izuku Midoriya and that she would have competition to be with him, Momo knew what she had to do. 'I may have made a mistake letting you leave my side as the Class Rep...' Momo thought as she lied on her large bed, staring at the Deku plushie she made with her quirk. 'But I won't let you fall into anyone else's hands!'

Momo had been pouring every moment of free time she had into how she could secure her rightful place as Izuku's lover. She had concocted plans and strategies to ensure the Green Hero would be hers and only hers, putting her big brain to its ultimate use. That's not the only part of her she would be putting to use, if all goes as planned.

Momo looked at her phone and the folder labeled 'Green Heaven'. It was loaded with photos of her green-haired angel eating, writing notes, everyday stuff. She couldn't decide which one she treasured most, though. Him shirtless and sweaty after training, or the way his muscles pop out in his new hero costume.

'Your eyes, your smile, your voice, your body, everything about you brings unmatched joy to my life! Mark my words, you angelic bunny, I will claim you! And I will enjoy each step of the path to your heart!' Momo noticed the time on her phone and grinned deviously. Let the show begin.

...

The first step in Momo's plan was to make time to spend with Izuku. The perfect opportunity was to invite him to study at her house for the upcoming term final. Of course it's too early for them to be spending time alone together, so for now she has to settle for a study group. She knew that when she personally invited him over he would say yes. After all, he was still concerned about her after her hard loss to Tokoyami, so to him it was a way to make sure she wasn't still beating herself up over it. That heart of gold is playing right into her hands.