co workers

Izuko sits at her desk, working on the backlog of paperwork that had accumulated while she was out of the office. It makes sense to have a day for each pro dedicated just for paperwork but it was very, very boring.

That’s part of the reason why she started this insanity.

“Looking good Deku,” Red Riot says as he claps her on the back as he passes. That brief touch is accompanied by a zing of pleasure going up her spine and the pro had to stiffle a whimper. Red Riot’s cheeky, shark like grin tells Izuko that she did a poor job hiding it.

The vibrator in her panties revs up the intensity for a moment before lowering back down to a manageable rumble.

Shaking in her chair, Izuko tries to get her breaething under control, in spite of the multiple points of vibrations. She has had a bad habit of… shirking paperwork until the last possible moment, preferring to saddle on extra patrol routes instead of having the little break of filing. Unsurpsingly, this was one of Hanta’s ideas – on days that Izuko was to stay in the office, they would play with her. She had a vibrating plug in her ass, an egg on each nipple, and then another was in her panties and depending on how she sits, it would pulsate right against her clit.

Each of the vibrators had remotes or bluetooth capabilites which were under the control of her co-workers, Chargebolt, Red Riot, Ground Zero and Cellophane. According to the boyfriend and fellow pro hero, working while under duress was a sign of a true hero and while Izuko enjoyed the challenge… Well, she also REALLY enjoyed getting played with.

Especially after hours.

Izuko has to endure a full ten hour shift of her friends and co-workers playing with her, from randomly upping the intensity of the vibrations when she gets up to get a drink, to changing the vibration whenever she stands at the copy machine. It hours of maddening pleasure, of Izuko trying to discretely get herself off by rutting against her chair because their other coworkers can’t know about the fun she is going to have later that night.

Rubbing her thighs together, Izuko files away the last of her paperwork and then gets up, heading towards the locker room so she can grab her stuff and clock out. Sero, freshly showered and back in civilian clothes, greets her at the door with a chaste kiss, the most PDA she’ll allow while on the clock.

“Ready to go babe?” he asks with his signature smile.

“Just let me clock out, and I’ll be good Hanta-kun!” Izuko proceeds to do just that, even as the vibrations between her legs starts to oscillate with every breath, making her knees weak. The moment the light goes red to show she was no longer on the clock, a hand runs up her thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Sero leads Izuko down to the garage levels and into his car but instead of riding shotgun, he asks her to sit in the back seat. “The guys are coming with us tonight, so we’ll give grumpy-gou the front seat. That’s not a problem, is it?”

“O-of course not,” Izuko stutters out, knowing what that means. It means that the moment Kaminari and Kirishima make it to the car, they’ll be groping at her, making her mewl and shudder in pleasure as they drive home. There will be snide, degrading remarks from Kacchan that makes her even wetter and the affably given praise from Hanta that can make her cum when said in his husky voice. It means, once behind closed doors in their studio apartment, there will be four pro heroes taking her apartment in every way that matters… And Izuko can’t wait.