All For Them Ch. 42 (MHA/Dispatch) (Patreon)

(Every character depicted in the story below is a consenting legal adult over the age of 18)

A/N: Mandy walks in on a threesome.

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PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

“F-Fuck, oh fuck! H-Harder, Izuku!”

Mandy stands frozen in the doorway of the gym, staring with wide eyes at the debauched sight before her. She hasn’t walked in on someone working out… at least not in the strict definition of the term. No, rather, she’s walked in on Izuku fucking Courtney… and from the look of things, he just got done fucking Malevola as well.

The demonic-looking heteromorph is laid out on one of the workout machines, face down, ass up, cum drooling out of her pussy lips from betwixt red thighs. She looks completely and utterly out of it despite having one of the strongest constitutions in the entire Phoenix Program.

Meanwhile, Courtney is on her back on another workout bench, her legs high in the air and an arm covering her face as her small tits bounce and jiggle back and forth with every thrust Izuku makes into her with his thick, long, throbbing cock.

Mandy can see everything. And yet, she makes no move to stop it. She just stands there, jaw dropped, mouth open enough to catch flies. Her entire body thrums, but she doesn’t know what to do. Should she back out before any of them see her?

Just as that thought is crossing the beautiful Pro Hero’s mind, it proves to be a moot point… as Izuku turns his head and looks at her. Not suddenly or sharply… but rather, like he knew she was there from the moment she opened the gym door.

Mandy freezes up doubly so when they make eye contact. Her heart pounds in her chest, a lump catching in her throat. She’s been caught. There’s no escaping it now, is there?

Except… Izuku makes no move to condemn or condone her watching. He doesn’t call out to her and invite her to join them… nor does he tell her to leave. He just watches her, even as Courtney’s cries of ecstasy continue to fill the air, her wanton moaning causing Mandy’s loins to clench in envy beneath her costume.

It all reaches a tipping point when Courtney’s back suddenly arches and she very audibly and visibly experiences an explosive orgasm on Izuku’s sizable pistoning prick.

“Yes, yes, YES!”

Mandy can’t take it anymore. It’s akin to fight or flight in a way, though in this case she supposes it would be fuck or flight… but with Izuku seemingly leaving the ball in her court, she can’t bring herself to take a step further inside. And so flight it is.

Whirling around, she quite literally lifts off the ground to keep from making any noise that might alert Courtney or Malevola to her presence. She flies back down the hall just slowly enough not to cause any damage to the walls or ceiling, retreating to her office as fast as she possibly can.

Once there, she closes and locks the door behind her, panting heavily as she tries to calm herself down while pressing back against it. Unfortunately, the more she breathes, the faster her breathing becomes as she finds herself alone with her thoughts… as well as everything she’d just witnessed.

Malevola was one thing, but Courtney and Izuku… fuck, she’d been fantasizing about the two of them since Courtney admitted that they were fucking. And now she didn’t have to fantasize anymore. She had seen it with her own two eyes, shamefully enough. She had watched as Courtney’s tight body in bunched up workout clothes was railed by Izuku’s incredibly large cock.

A whimper leaves Mandy’s lips as she grinds the heel of her palm into her crotch… only to realize what she’s doing a moment later. Her hand had moved with a mind of its own, subconsciously descending to between her legs without her even noticing.

… And yet, even once she does notice, Mandy doesn’t pull it away. She leaves her hand right where it is, gasping and groaning as she humps away at her palm with increasing fervor. Fuck, she’s so fucking fucked… this was no way for Blonde Blazer to be acting. This was no way for a Pro Hero of her standing to comport herself.

… But then, she doesn’t have to be Blonde Blazer, does she? Without the amulet… she’s just Mandy. Reaching up, she pulls the amulet that Melissa Shield made for her off of her body. Blonde Blazer couldn’t act that way, not and be the successor to a fraction of All Might’s power that she was supposed to be.

But without the amulet holding a piece of All Might’s Quirk, she just became Mandy again, shrinking down and turning brunette as she’s left wearing nothing but her undergarments, a black sports bra and some black spats.

Tossing the amulet over onto her desk, Mandy stuffs her other hand down the front of her spats the moment it leaves her grasp, fully giving in to her desires. Her fingers push into her pussy as she gasps and moans, and her legs quiver. She also unzips her sports bra, letting it hang from her shoulders like a vest as her breasts, much smaller without the amulet on, spring free.

Each is capped with a rock hard nipple thanks to the arousal she’d experienced from what she’s seen happening in the gym. Her nipples could cut diamond right now with how hard they are, even as she plays with them and pinches them one after the other while fingering herself.

Her moans grow and grow in volume, until she’s all but mauling her tits and digging three fingers up into her cunt. Her body shudders, her legs shake and quiver, and Mandy isn’t sure if she’ll even be able to stay standing. But just before she can reposition herself for more pleasure…

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

She freezes up at hearing a knocking at her office door. Even before she hears his voice come through the door, she knows who it is, truth be told. After all, when she’d fled, Malevola had already been out of commission and Courtney was well on her way.

“Blazer? Can we talk?”

Mandy stands there in the middle of her office, one hand down her spats and the other on her exposed breasts, eyes wide. She glances over at discarded amulet, the red glow almost calling to her. She should grab it and put it back on. Izuku didn’t know the truth about her… that she was a fraud.

Then again… he’d told her about himself. About Vigil. And Courtney had confessed the truth about being recruited by Shroud too. Mandy was the only one still lying to people. The only one who still had secrets.

Letting out a shuddering breath, Mandy pulls her hands off of herself and fixes up her sports bra. But that’s all she does. Hanging her head, she goes to the office door and unlocks it, pulling it open and letting Izuku step inside.

He falters for a moment upon seeing her… before making his way into the office. Mandy closes and locks the door behind him, even as his eyes slide between her in her base, Quirkless form… and the amulet that gives her power.

“… This is the true me, Izuku. I’m Quirkless just like you. I’m a fraud.”

Izuku frowns slightly as he walks over to the desk and runs his fingers over her amulet.

“How does that work, exactly?”

Sighing, Mandy licks her lips as she walks over as well.

“… Melissa Shield made that for me. It harnesses an incredibly unique energy source, granting me my usual appearance and all of my powers. Without it… what you see is what you get.”

She can’t help but squirm a bit as Izuku stays silent for what feels like an eternity. Until finally, he looks to her and arches a brow.

“I don’t see how that makes you a fraud.”

Mandy’s jaw drops open in disbelief.

“Wha- of course it does! I don’t excel in spite of my Quirkless nature like you do! I need this amulet to do anything worthwhile out in the world. Without it, Blonde Blazer doesn’t exist. I’m fake!”

“You’re Mandy. And with this, you’re Blonde Blazer. But nothing I’ve seen makes me think you aren’t both women all the time. There’s nothing fake about you, Mandy. You’re one of the most sincere women I know.”

Mandy’s face goes bright red at that. She doesn’t know what to say. Izuku is… fuck, she wants him even more now.

Looking around for a moment, Izuku turns his gaze back to her and quirks up the corner of his mouth in a roguish smile.

“You know, I came here to apologize to you.”

Mandy blinks, caught off guard… which only prompts Izuku to chuckle.

“I wanted to apologize for using the Phoenix Program’s public facilities for such… crass behavior. Malevola and Courtney and I… we could have taken such activities elsewhere.”

O-Oh. That was… a fair point. She hadn’t thought of it that way. Of course, she hadn’t thought of it that way because…

“But now I can see you weren’t even expecting an apology from me, were you Mandy? Instead… you fled back here not out of disgust or even just embarrassment… but because you couldn’t fully internalize your feelings.”

Izuku steps up to her and Mandy tenses in response. She doesn’t back away or anything like that though… which is probably why he does what he does next, running a hand down her front and then… and then sliding it into her spats when she offers nothing in the way of resistance.

A whimpering mewl leaves the current brunette’s lips as Izuku’s thicker, masculine fingers push where her softer feminine digits just were. He runs across her mound experimentally for a moment, his touches more exploratory in nature.

Moaning outright, Mandy humps his hand, first instinctively and involuntarily… and then purposefully, with intent. She stares into his eyes as she grinds against him. In response, Izuku finally digs a finger into her folds… and then a second for good measure.

A low cry leaves Mandy’s lips as Izuku gently dominates her with just two digits, fingering her right there in the middle of her office. Even as she’s moaning however, a certain disbelief is taking over her. Because… she’d seen how he’d fucked Malevola silly. She’d watched him doing the same to Courtney.

There isn’t a doubt in Mandy’s mind that Izuku has left both women back in the gym, conked out and utterly satisfied with the good, hard dickings he’d given both of them.

And yet here Izuku was all the same… coming to her next for another round. His stamina was insane for a Quirkless man. The fact that he didn’t even look winded was incredible.

Panting and whining needily, Mandy stares into Izuku’s eyes and sees the promise of everything she could ever want in his gaze. He’s going to fuck her. He’s going to take control and make her his woman. Just like with Courtney and Malevola and who knew who else…

If she does nothing, he will make use of her. But Mandy… part of Mandy balks at the idea of making him do all the work. Impulsively, she pulls away from his fingers and abruptly drops down to her knees before him, reaching for his crotch.

His clothes are back in place, so she has to work to pull out his cock even as Izuku watches her… it’s still just as big as it was when it was penetrating Courtney though. A soft little moan leaves Mandy’s lips, even as she leans in to nuzzle the heat of his throbbing member for a moment.

Then, she opens wide and takes him into her mouth. This much, she could do. This much would show that she wasn’t just some passive, useless slut who couldn’t make a decision or contribute in any meaningful way.

Kneeling there on the floor of her office in front of Izuku, Mandy bobs up and down on his cock while staring up into his eyes. He stares back down at her with a firm gentleness in his gaze and she knows… she knows she’ll do whatever he tells her to do from here on out.

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