BIRTHDAY QUICK FIC 2024: October 10-Lady Nagant (My Hero Academia)

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Summary: Izuku regularly visits Lady Nagant in prison, though eventually, she realizes he doesn't come only for her benefit. (Izuku/Lady Nagant)

Content Warnings/Themes: Post-canon, older woman/younger man

“You’re sure you still aren’t ready to leave?”

“I’m sure.” Kaina, the former pro hero and assassin better known as Lady Nagant, smiled at Izuku Midoriya, the man who had defeated her and also given her hope again, from the other side of the glass that separated prisoner and visitor. “The world out there still scares me.”

They had been willing to release her from her imprisonment after the war, owing to the decision she'd made to aid the heroes and blast Tomura's arm before he could use his Decay during his assault on the UA fortress. But she'd chosen to remain behind bars instead. Hawks still visited her from time to time, but Deku himself was her most frequent visitor. She didn't know why he kept coming back to see her as often as he did, even with everything on his plate, but his visits had become the highlight of her rather boring life in prison. She appreciated the updates he gave her on how their progress in rebuilding was going, but more than that, she appreciated his company and the reminder that someone out there was still thinking about her. It meant more to her than she could say, even if she was convinced she wasn’t worthy of it.

“I know you’re scared about being manipulated again,” Izuku said, already knowing her reasons. “But you shouldn’t be. You’re stronger than you know. Your faith in heroes was shattered by the horrible things the corrupt former leaders of the commission had you do—but you are still a hero. Whatever you did in the past, you showed that you still have the spirit of a hero when you helped us in the end.”

"There you go again, seeing the best in everyone." Kaina chuckled and turned her head to the side, trying not to let him see the emotion on her face. Something about this pure young man, this hero who had restored her hope, talking about her like that with such an earnest look in her eyes made her stomach flip and her heart pound in ways she wasn't comfortable with. "You don't need to keep coming to see me, you know. You’re busy enough as it is, trying to help rebuild the world you saved. There’s no need for you to keep wasting time coming to check on a scared, broken-down villain like me.”

She was trying to push him away, but more than that, she was trying to push these feelings in her chest away. One such as her had no business forming any kind of attachment to a hero as pure as Izuku Midoriya. Even if she would miss his visits, maybe it would be for the best if he stopped coming so she wouldn’t be faced with--

He pressed his hand up against the reinforced glass, pulling her out of her distracted thoughts. His green eyes stared at her with such a fire burning in them that she couldn’t have looked away if her life depended on it. Whatever he wanted from her, she couldn’t possibly avoid it with him staring at her like that, nor could she hide anything from him.

“Do you really not get it?” he asked quietly. Lady Nagant just stared, spellbound. “I don’t come here to help you. Not anymore.” His hand clenched into a fist, and he looked down. “I come here because I have to see you.”

Kaina held her breath as she watched the world’s hero—her hero—look back up at her, determination in his eyes. She wasn’t sure if that look meant what her heart hoped beyond hope for it to mean, but she was sure that whatever he wanted from her, he would have.

--

Kaina whimpered and used her hands for balance and support as she pushed her hips and butt back to meet Deku’s thrusts. She needed this more than she could say. Though she wasn’t a virgin, she hadn’t had sex since before her original arrest years earlier. And even then, it had never felt like anything that even approached this. She needed this as badly as she needed air.

Somehow, Izuku seemed to need her as badly as she needed him. Kaina didn't have a wealth of sexual experiences, but she could still feel the desperation behind every thrust as he rutted her from behind, held her hips, and squeezed her ass with both hands. That Deku desired her this fiercely took her breath away and made her even more determined to be what he needed. Hence, she pushed her hips back to match his pace and increase the impact of every deep thrust.

It still didn't make sense to her that Deku wanted her, let alone that he wanted this conjugal visit as badly as she did. A heroic young man who'd done what he'd done had to be swimming in option. He could have taken his pick of beautiful young women whose hands were not stained with blood as hers were. Once their visit was over and he was gone again, Kaina had a feeling she was going to go back to questioning why he could possibly want her.

Not right now, though. His need was obvious, and hers was no weaker. She was able to set aside everything else at the moment and focus purely on the balls-deep thrusts her lover kept hammering her with and the way they made her feel. They weren't making love; they were fucking. And it felt more incredible than Kaina had known sex could feel. Years of repressed desires and loneliness got fucked right out of her, courtesy of the heroic young man who had already given her so much.

Whether she deserved him or not, she had him, at least for the moment, and she was unwilling to try and push him away or deny that she wanted this, even if she was sure he could do better than her. She needed it; she needed him to never stop pounding into her from behind with such obvious lust and desperation. Izuku was fucking her so hard that she could hear him grunting and panting, and his grip on her hips was strong. It was readily apparent that he had been telling the truth. This wasn’t about her, at least not solely. He needed this and had been holding back from his desires for longer than she could have expected.

He fucked her so tirelessly that eventually, she lost the strength to keep up. The backward push from her hips stopped, and she wound up dropping onto her elbows and surrendering control entirely to him. Izuku did not let up. If anything, he only sped up and fucked her even harder now that she wasn't thrusting back. With her face down and her ass up in the air, Lady Nagant got railed so fiercely by Deku that she doubted she would be able to get out of this bed and return to her cell under her own power.

She loved it. It was the roughest, most aggressive sex of her life, and she had never felt more alive. He kept fucking her until she came with a muted groan, her body too fatigued even to shout. Deku followed seconds behind her, squeezing her buttcheeks as he erupted inside of her.

Kaina groaned weakly, twitching through a second mini-orgasm as her body responded to the thrill of Deku filling her with a thick creampie.

--

“So, you’re still not ready?”

“No,” Kaina said, shaking her head. “Not yet.” She licked her lips and looked away. “I’m not ready yet.” The thought of living on her own and having freedom still terrified her. She hadn’t truly been free since before she started doing the corrupt commission’s bidding as their tool, and she’d been under the control of others for so long that she was afraid she wouldn’t know what to do with complete freedom of choice. It was going to take time for her to feel comfortable with the prospect. “But soon. I hope.”

"When you do decide you're ready, I hope you know that there's a place for you out there." Izuku put his hand on the glass as if reaching out to her. Instead of looking away or retreating into the shadows, as she might have before, Kaina smiled and nodded.

“I believe you,” she said. She placed her hand on the glass so it mirrored his.