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This year’s Easter With Heroes event had been a great success, with plenty of smiling families and their children carrying baskets of eggs, chocolates and other treats home after a day of games and meet-and-greets with their favourite heroes. Of course, All Might had been the overwhelmingly popular one with young fans clamouring nonstop for his attention, while you oversaw the petting zoo, showing wide-eyed kids newborn chicks, ducklings, and rabbits.
Now the event was over, and there were no animals in the apartment you and All Might shared. But there was still a lot of hopping--and a pair of white rabbit ears.
The reinforced bedframe creaked as you bounced on All Might’s cock. The world’s most powerful hero held your hips with an unbreakable grip and brought you up and down his length with a zeal that was downright ferocious.
It could hardly be helped. He had been extra upbeat ever since you’d agreed to marry him that Christmas morning, but upon learning of your pregnancy several weeks later, he was in a glorious state of hyperactive jubilation that had yet to go away. Seeing you interact so well with the children at today’s event only boosted his spirits further and had him impatient to see the baby that was growing in you.
It was going to be a while before that would happen, of course. The baby was currently only about the size of a lemon, and only recently did it start to clearly show in your rounder tummy. Thankfully your nausea had mostly abated by now, so you were able to eat more and started gaining weight and energy. Your breasts were also not as tender as they were in the first few months, but they had grown larger, as did your hips--both changes that All Might enjoyed very much, such as in this moment when your thicker, curvier lower body surrounded his, wet skin slapping lewdly and breasts quivering each time he pounded into you.
“You know,” he panted through a grin, “you become more beautiful every day.”
Your rhythmic cries faltered and you opened your eyes to look at him with vague confusion. He had seen this expression many times--it was when you were swept up in your own pleasure, dumb and drunk with ecstasy. And the rabbit ear headband that had been a part of your event outfit made you a magnificent image of sexual fantasy.
“Toshi...” Mustering his name was all you could manage with your climax just on the horizon.
“And you’ll continue to grow more beautiful. You’ll never stop, no matter what.” He used that as his cue to speed up his thrusts, jackhammering his cock deeper while polishing your clit with his thumb.
A shrill gasp flew from your lips. “O-ohh! Toshi, I, I’m--!”
“Go ahead,” he declared, strength coiling in every muscle of his body. The sticky, squishy noises became louder. “Come all you want, little bunny. I’ll come too, and I’ll get you pregnant over and over again!”
Your voice went higher and less coherent, culminating with a silent scream while you spasmed. All Might grunted from the way you clamped around him and came with a mighty shout, shooting load after load of come into you.
You collapsed on top of his chest, still vibrating from the aftershocks of your climax. A pair of giant hands gently stroked your back and head, and the room was suddenly quiet. After a short while, you awoke and turned your head up at All Might. “Hey, Toshi?”
A well-defined brow arched up. “Hmm?”
“Um… How many children do you want, actually?”
All Might inhaled thoughtfully, then cocked his head to show you a mischievous grin.
“How many movies does the Marvel Cinematic Universe have?”