The Wolf And Her Bunny

Roadblock

Breaking News

"Just two nights ago, a meeting between the dregs of the underworld was held. An anonymous tip led police and heroes to the meeting place of the League of Villains and the long dormant Shie Hassaikai. There were casualties on all sides, and some managed to evade capture. Those arrested are as follows."

- Jin Bubaigawara (AKA: Twice)
- Kenji Hikiishi (AKA: Magne)
- Three Nameless Yakuza (minus the big one)
- Himiko Toga

*Click*

Momo turned off the TV, sitting with her legs crossed and a triumphant smile on her face. 'That's that little vixen out of my way.' She sipped her tea and released a satisfied sigh. "You seem like you're in a good mood." That voice put a slight damper on things, but didn't ruin her mood. 'Ah. Yes. I still have you to deal with.' "Good evening, Kyoka. You might say that." Momo took another sip of her tea. "Mind telling me why?" "Izuku's doing his work study with All Might's former sidekick, Sir Nighteye. I did a bit of digging, and found that the Nighteye Agency is doing some investigation on the Shie Hassaikai." "The old Yakuza group?" "The very same."

Momo turned the TV back on and showed Kyoka the news. "I just hope this news will help my poor bunny's state of mind. He's had something eating away at him since he came back from his first patrol." With her tea finished, Momo went to put the empty cup in the kitchen sink and walked up to her room. She left Kyoka in the common area to ponder. 'I doubt a hero agency would make it easy to find out what their operations are. She said she did some digging, not that Izuku told her. So how did she find out something that sounds like it should be well-hidden?'

Momo's Room

Momo walked into her room lit by the bedside lamp. She saw her green bunny curled up in bed and hugging a pillow to his chest. Since Momo kidnapped- suggested that he spend the morning of his final day under house arrest in her bed, he had kept coming back each night. Two reasons: the immaculate sheets and Momo. The heiress tiptoed over to her distraught lover, hearing him muttering to himself. "I won't let you go again. I promise..." "That sounds quite lovely." He jumped when he heard Momo's voice behind him.

"Momo! You scared me! I-I was just getting an early night." Momo pouted and pulled the pillow out of his arms, and took its place. "Bunny, what's wrong? You've been so distraught today." Izuku held her waist while she held his neck. "It... I just feel like I made a huge mistake." Izuku's eyes looked distant, focusing on something out of reach that made him feel like he wasn't good enough. Momo hated the sad look in his eyes, so she devised a strategy to cheer him up.

Leaning up, she planted a kiss on his cheek, then his nose, chin, forehead and jawline. "M-Mo?" Izuku stuttered, caught off guard by the sudden barrage of kisses. "In a moment, my sweet." Izuku was pushed to lie on his back with Momo hovering over him. She kissed him on the lips, making sure to be gentle with her love. She then trailed kisses down his chin, to his neck. Izuku released a small gasp as Momo's tongue ran across the small area of his neck. She sucked the area and bit down softly. "Ahng...~" Izuku moaned.

When she moved lower to his waist, she grabbed his scarred, crooked right hand and dragged it across her face, encouraging him to pet her. She purred softly as her cheek was stroked. She lifted Izuku's shirt up to his collar, and feast her eyes upon his magnificently sculpted chest. She gently trailed kisses along each bump, starting from his abs. 'What is she doing to me? She's being so affectionate to my body. This is kinda weird, but... nice, in a way.' When Momo's lips reached his pecs, she moved back down to his abs to start licking them now.

Deku shivered delightfully. At the top of his stomach, she left a small hickey. Momo brought her hands to Izuku's chest, while her head went back up to his again. She stared straight into his eyes, Izuku swore they were glowing with a hunger he couldn't describe. No words were said, but Izuku could unmistakably make out the message behind those hungry, loving, possessive eyes.