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| serial killer Toji comes across you in the creepy hardware store you work in. He initially found you annoying, as you always somehow managed to get in his way but then he became infatuated with you..completely obsessed and set on tying you to him forever. |

cw : serial killer!Toji , black reader, kinda graphic murder scene description, heavy stalking, heavy degradation (bitch, slut, whore, etc.), physical harm(she cuts him, he puts her in a chokehold), threats, manipulation, spitting, choking, blowjob, shoe riding, wet dream, lots of dirty talk, pet names (bun, peach/peaches, little mouse), naive reader, kinda dub-con, nipple play, dry humping, marking, lots of slapping (tit-slapping, pussy slapping, he slaps her in the face once), mating press, fluids, biting, unprotected sex, creampie, dacryphilia, sadist!Toji, masochist!Reader, and probably way more warnings I forgot abt 🥹 (there’s some soft parts in this fic too ☝🏽)

word count : very longgg, so get comfy 🫶🏽

sn : this is my contribution to kinktober 🤲🏾 read at ur own discretion

You were completely exhausted towards the end of your shift at this hardware store. You’d been here since 11am and it was now going on 9pm. Your feet hurt so bad from standing at the register and you had enough of the weirdos that frequented your store. “Only 30 minutes left..” you muttered to yourself with a sigh as you glanced at the clock.

You’d hoped no more customers would come in during your last few minutes but of course luck wasn’t on your side. Two men came in, one after the other seemingly shopping for different things. One of them seemed like an average creepy suburban dad, wearing khakis and a polo shirt with one of those bushy mustaches. The other man was spooky.

You couldn’t even see his face due to the fact he had a hood hanging perfectly over his head, he was dressed in all black from head to toe. Black boots, black pants, a black zip up jacket that seemed heavy duty, and the man was huge, towering over the shelves in the store. You definitely hoped he’d get whatever he was looking for and leave soon.

You knew you shouldn’t be judging books by their cover but this job was boring and you were a people watcher at heart, it was the only thing that kept you entertained. The suburban dad came up to the register first, purchasing simple things like tape, paint, and nails. “You found everything okay?” You asked, putting on your customer service voice and smile.

“I sure did! Say, what’s a pretty thing like you doing working so late?” The male spoke with a flirtatious lilt that immediately made you uncomfortable. You didn’t even look attractive at the moment, dressed in your work uniform with your curly hair in a messy bun, slight eye bags under your brown eyes, looking beat and worn down from your shift. Men always had the audacity. “Uhm just getting a hard work’s pay, you know?” You tried to laugh it off.

“Mm, hardworking and beautiful. Sounds like a treat. You wouldn’t have to work so hard with me~” He continued his advances, licking his lips as he eyed you. You wanted to throw up, this interaction was disgusting. “No thank you.” You replied as you began to ring up his stuff faster so that he’d leave quicker. “Ah, don’t be so mean. I don’t bite. Unless you want me to.” He purred as he got more into your personal space.

Before you could respond, you saw the man’s face get bashed into the counter. You screamed in horror, it happened so quickly you could barely register it happening. “Fucking creep.” The spooky man spat out in disgust as he let the man go, watching him drop and slump onto the floor. Your eyes were wide in shock and fear as you stared up at the tall violent man.

“Don’t worry, he’s not dead.” The man told you, all nonchalantly in that deep raspy voice of his that sent shivers up your spine. You were too scared to respond or move, just standing there like a little deer prey in headlights. You still couldn’t fully see the man’s face, only seeing his lips and his chin, it appeared that he had a scar on the corner of his mouth.

The man placed his items on the counter casually, ignoring the blood now splattered on it. “Do I have to ring these up myself? Or are you gonna do your job?” He questioned you. “N-No! I got it!” You squeaked, immediately snapping back into work mode as you scrambled to ring up his items. Your hands shaking and tears forming in your eyes.

This man was intimidating beyond belief. You could just feel him staring you down as you haphazardly rung up his items. “Relax little mouse, I’m not gonna hurt you.” The man suddenly said, it seemed like an attempt to comfort you but it honestly only freaked you out more. Especially the pet name he used. You did some breathing to calm yourself though and regain your composure.

Toji wasn’t surprised at how terrified you were of him but he didn’t care. He honestly didn’t mean to attack the guy but Toji was already riled up from a previous altercation he just had and that prick irked his last nerve. Toji felt like the guy rightfully deserved to get his face bashed in. Toji was slightly intrigued by you though, you were mostly well composed despite being scared shitless. It was obvious you were just an innocent little thing though, oblivious to the fact that a serial killer was standing in front of you.

“H-Have a great rest of your night” You stuttered out, not looking at the man as you handed him his bag. He hummed in response, grabbing it from you before he began to leave. You noticed his bruised and bloody knuckles as he grabbed the bag, that man was definitely dangerous and another reason why you should quit this job.

“Wait!” You called out to him once you realized something, it was stupid but you weren’t always the smartest. He stopped in his tracks, looking back at you. “Uh..my shift is over and uh..what am I supposed to do with this guy..?” You sheepishly asked the scary man as you pointed to the unconscious man on the floor. Toji was amused by your question. “Leave him there.” Toji said before he left fully. Leaving you there dumbfounded.

“What the actual fuck?” You said out loud, talking to yourself at this point. You had enough of this shift and this job in general. You let your manager know about the situation and you clocked out and left, leaving the man there just like the dude told you to because there wasn’t much else you could do anyways.

You called your bestfriend on your walk home, ranting to him about everything that happened. “So he just bashed the guy’s head and dipped?! Like nothing?” your friend Oliver exclaimed through the phone. “Yes! I was scared to death. Literally shaking in my boots. I still have no clue what creepster dude even looks like” you huffed.

“Well he kinda sounds like a pussy throbber to be honest…but! he’s psycho which is a major red flag. Plus you know there’s a serial killer roaming around. It’s all over the news.” He hummed. “Ew! He was not a pussy throbber!” You denied even though you blushed a little. “There’s a serial killer roaming? Since when?” You asked, clueless.

“Bitch, do you live under a damn rock?. They’ve been killing people for weeks!. Lord, you’re such an easy victim too, so oblivious to everything.” Oliver sighed while shaking his head even though you couldn’t see him. “Uh actually I have a taser and I took self defense classes. I’d say I’m a pretty tough victim.” You defended. “Girl, you’re delusional.” Oliver cackled.

You knew he was probably right, it was proven by how you were walking alone in the middle of the night right now. Taking alleyways as short cuts which was stupid but you’d walked this path plenty of times and nothing has happened before so you doubted anything would happen. You were so wrong though. You ended up walking towards a fight it seemed, an unfair one at that. The tall male figure beating the shit out of some guy.

You stood there stupidly and watched, even though you knew you should’ve turned around. You let out a scream when you saw the tall male slit the other guy’s throat before stabbing the male repeatedly in the face. The killer immediately snapped his attention on you after hearing your scream. You felt like your heart stopped in that moment, going into panic mode as you instantly turned around and began to run for your life.

You had tuned out your phone call with Oliver, who was still on the line and worried sick. Even though you were running, no one was chasing after you. Toji groaned in annoyance, “Pesky fucking mouse.” He said as he ran his bloody hand down his face in frustration. Toji had never been caught while he was murdering someone before, he was too smooth and precise with his kills but apparently luck was not on his side today at all.

This kill was pretty reckless too but he still hadn’t expected to be seen, and of course it had to be you. Typically he’d kill anyone who got involved with his kills but he knew you were harmless so he was gonna leave you be..for now. You were sobbing once you finally made it to your apartment complex, completely out of breath from sprinting with all your might.

You’d managed to actually respond to Oliver and ease his worries once you stopped freaking out. He still was concerned though and said he’d come visit in the morning and take you to work. You wiped your tears, taking off your uniform and getting into a hot shower. Hoping the shower would soothe you and get you to stop trembling. It helped slightly, but you were still traumatized.

You could barely sleep, tossing and turning in your bed unable to get the visual out of your mind of someone being brutally murdered in front of you. Part of you had the right mind to tell the police about what you saw, but the other part was terrified the killer would come after you next. So you decided the best decision for now would be to stay quiet and out the way.

You probably got about two hours of sleep before you woke up to Oliver banging on your door, hugging you tight the minute you let him in. “I was so worried!. Are you okay? Like actually okay?.” He asked you. You shook your head, “No I’m not, I couldn’t even sleep. I can’t erase it from my mind. First the psycho at the store and then the killer, it’s like the heavens are against me.” You pouted, tears starting to fill your eyes again.

“Oh baby, I’m so sorry this happened to you. I’m here now though and we’re gonna get rid of all that bad juju.” Oliver hummed as he cupped your face before hugging you once more. Oliver proceeded to make breakfast for you and help clean your apartment, cracking jokes and being his usual charismatic self. It definitely brought your mood up and eased your mind. You were lucky to have Oliver.

“Alright I wish a motherfucker would try and bother you today. Ain’t no one surviving with me around!” Oliver said as he began to show off his fighting moves while the two of you walked to the hardware shop. You couldn’t help but to laugh, “Oo super scary, so feisty. People are gonna be too spooked to even look at me.” You amused him as you laughed.

“I know, I know. It’s what I do baby.” Oliver said playfully as he winked at you. Little did you know, someone was watching you. Toji was merely keeping an eye on you to see if you squeaked to anyone about what you saw last night. He was surprised to see you smiling and laughing it up as if nothing happened. He assumed you likely told the guy you were walking with, which wasn’t a smart choice. Toji debated whether he should kill the guy or not.

Truthfully he didn’t know what to do about you either, he knew he should kill you because that was the smart thing to do to save his ass and cover his tracks. However, Toji was too intrigued by you. He didn’t know why, maybe it was how pretty you looked whenever you got scared, or how harmless and clueless you appeared to be. But Toji didn’t have it in him to kill you. Toji continued watching the two of you, fascinated by your relationship. It was obvious you two were close, Toji didn’t know how he felt about that.

It’s not like Toji knew you personally so he didn’t care who you spent your time with, but part of him was irked at how happy this guy seemed to make you. You were dreading your shift today, but at least Oliver was gonna stay with you the whole time that was the bright side. Luckily your manager handled the guy that was on the floor, sent him to the hospital and had the blood cleaned up.

There wasn’t too many customers today which was great for you, you just people watched with Oliver and joked around. His presence was always refreshing. Towards the end of your shift a man walked in. It appeared to be the same scary man from last night, although this time he had his hood off allowing you to see his face in all its glory. Oliver gasped, “That man is hot as fuck!. I thought you said only creeps shop here?” He whispered.

“He is a creep! That’s the head smasher!” You exclaimed to Oliver. “Ohh, you lied then. He is a pussy throbber.” Oliver said, making you pop him and he began to laugh. Toji only showed his face because he wanted to see if you recognized him as the killer from last night. It appeared that you only recognized him as the violent customer you encountered so he was grateful for that.

You had to admit to yourself that the man was very attractive but that didn’t excuse the fact that he was terrifying and violent. “New coworker?” Toji asked, talking about Oliver as he came up to the register. His question caught you off guard, “Uh no..it’s still just me. He’s my friend.” You clarified, although you didn’t know if you should be telling this info to this creepy man. “Mhm, her bestie. Had to come protect my girl, things been a little crazy lately.” Oliver hummed as he shamelessly eyed the man down, embarrassing you.

Toji didn’t pay him any mind at all, his attention solely focused on you. The pretty little mouse that’s been getting in his way lately. Oliver noticed Toji’s predatory stare on you. He cleared his throat, “So uh, what’s your name big guy?” Oliver asked him. “None of your business.” Toji responded deadpanned. “Ouch..anyways, you think my girl is pretty?” Oliver cut to the chase. Your eyes widened, a blush filling your cheeks. “Shut up Oli” You muttered to him.

Toji was getting seriously irked with this ‘my girl’ bullshit. He didn’t know why it bothered him so much but everytime your friend said it Toji wanted to cave his teeth in. “You talk too much.” Was Toji’s only response to Oliver, not answering his question. It made you frown a little bit, not like you cared about the guy’s opinion on your looks but it would’ve been nice to hear.

Oliver rolled his eyes, “Welp, this guy’s a dead end. We’ll try the next sexy man because you need to get them cobwebs off that pus-“ Oliver went on before you quickly slapped your hand over his mouth. You were completely embarrassed now. Toji was highly amused, a small smirk creeping onto his face. “I’m so sorry about him, oh my gosh. He indeed does talk too much..” You said to Toji, your face flushed. Toji thought you looked adorable all embarrassed and shy.

“It’s alright. Although I wouldn’t recommend trying the next man, too many crazy people out here these days.” Toji said, even though he himself was the ‘crazy people’ he spoke off. “That’s true..” you sighed as you were reminded of what you witnessed yesterday. “Can you pass me some cigarettes too?” Toji added to his items. “Ugh, nasty. Definitely glad you dodged that bullet.” Oliver muttered in disgust. Toji’s jaw ticked, he was beyond irked with this kid.

Toji hadn’t even been smoking much recently but he’s been too stressed lately and needed something to take the edge off. “I’ll get them for you.” You said and you attempted to grab the pack he asked for but they were high up in the contained case. “I gotchu.” Toji hummed as he suddenly came behind the counter, standing over you and reaching to grab the cigarettes. “You can’t come behind here-“ You squeaked out but got quiet once feeling his intimidating presence over you.

“So you are like a little mouse.” Toji actually grinned as he looked down at you, after hearing the noise you let out that sounded similar to a squeak. You felt your breath get caught in your throat as you looked up at him, locking eyes with the man. His eyes were so dead, void of anything. Just black pools with no soul. “Your eyes are scary..” You mumbled out without thinking. “That’s a compliment little mouse.” Toji replied as he grinned still.

“You afraid of me?” Toji taunted, his voice low as he leaned closer to you, his nose brushing against yours and his breath fanning against your face. You were trembling, you were terrified to say the least. But something about him was intoxicating. “I-I am..” you managed to breathe out. “Smart girl.” Toji hummed in response. Toji didn’t know why he felt the urge to mess with you but you were just such a treat to his deranged mind. So easily frightened and breakable.

You were so pretty too. Freckles scattered across your perfect brown skin, hair curly and thick and falling over your shoulders, mesmerizing brown eyes filled with so much emotion and life. You were everything that he wasn’t, and he liked that. “What’s your name?” You asked him softly, repeating the same question Oliver had asked him. You were so curious to know now. You doubted he’d tell you but you wanted to take the chance.

Toji was silent. Just staring you down as he contemplated wether or not he should tell you. He wasn’t meant to be known, especially not by an average person like you. But for some reason he wanted you to know his name. Toji moved his mouth towards your ear, his lips brushing against your earlobe and giving you goosebumps. “Toji.” He whispered darkly into your ear, only for you to hear. You felt lightheaded at this point from interacting with this man.

Toji then pulled away and turned around, grabbing the items he purchased and leaving the store. He pulled his hood back over his head as he walked off into the darkness. You were speechless, mind still processing everything. “Well shit, maybe he isn’t a dead end after all.” Oliver spoke up, he watched the whole scene unfold quietly. “He wants youuu, gonna creep under your bed and snatch you up.” Oliver teased with a cackle.

“Hush!” You said as you popped Oliver on his arm, embarrassed. Although the thought that Toji might want you wasn’t so bad, even though he was clearly a walking red flag that you should probably stay far away from. You finished off your shift with no complications this time and you walked home with Oliver. The two of you hugged as he dropped you off at your doorstep.

You sighed and did your usual night routine before you collapsed into bed. While you were sleeping though, Toji had expertly broken into your apartment. He knew he had no reason to be in your home but it was just too easy and too tempting for him. Toji was covered in blood, having killed three people tonight but he made sure not to leave a single smidge of blood inside your tidy home.

Toji stood at your bedroom door, the door wide open. He watched you as you slept peacefully, the slow rise and fall of your chest so fascinating to him. Toji didn’t know why he was so fixated on you but he couldn’t stop himself from stalking you. Part of him figured the reason he was infatuated with you was because you were so regular that you gave him a glimpse of sanity. Toji was very mentally deranged and you were the opposite of that.

You felt that lingering feeling of being watched while you slept and it raised a panic in you but you were too afraid to open your eyes to check and see if the feeling was real or not. Toji tilted his head, a small grin pulling to his lips as he saw your breathing pick up. He was curious to see if you’d actually wake up and attack him. Excitement grew inside him as he awaited a reaction from you. It was like he was a demon feeding off your fear. It was so euphoric for him.

The energy of whoever was watching you overtook the room, making you feel suffocated in their presence as fear consumed you. Tears began to well up behind your closed eyes, clutching your blanket closer to you as tried to pretend sleep like a toddler hiding from a ghost, hoping the creep wouldn’t get you if you continued your act. Toji cooed at the sight, it was truly adorable how naive you were, thinking so lightly of the dangers around you.

It only made him want to mess with you more, addicted to how easily frightened you were. Toji took a few more tentative steps towards the bed, the weight of his footsteps sounding through the hardwood flooring. The sound sent chills down your body, a quiet sob slipping out your mouth before you could stop it. Toji’s keen ears heard it though, a sadistic grin forming on his lips at the cute noise. It satisfied his twisted soul.

“good night little mouse.” his low voice whispered darkly and tauntingly into your room, you felt like your heart stopped in that moment. You immediately recognized the voice, now regretting ever encountering the man who frequented your hardware shop. Toji swiftly exited your apartment after that, he knew by now that you knew it was him. He purposely wanted you to know though, wanting to scare you shitless.

But also, wanting to assert his claim over you. You were his new fixation, his current drug, he still couldn’t fully understand his entrancement with you but all he knew was that you were his now and that you needed to know that too. You felt like you could finally breathe once his presence was gone, letting out a shaky exhale and instantly bursting into full on tears. You didn’t know what else to do but cry, if you were smart you would’ve called the police but instead you called your comfort person again, Oliver.

You incoherently rambled to him about your dire situation, your words all choked up and jumbled from your nonstop tears. He didn’t waste any time coming to your aid, not needing to hear much more. You turned on all the lights inside your apartment as you anxiously waited for Oliver to arrive, the lights providing you some sort of false comfort from the monster that now lingered in your shadows.

The relief that washed over you once Oliver came was immeasurable, he held you and gave you a shoulder to cry on. “That fucking creep. I’ll kill him for you sweetie. I swear.” Oliver huffed, worried sick and filled with rage at the thought of you being in harm. You sniffled and snuggled deeper into Oliver’s embrace, eventually falling asleep from the exhaustion of crying and the distress from being terrified.

You awoke the next morning to the sound of Oliver talking to someone in a hushed manner. You rustled in the bed sluggishly as your heavy eyelids fluttered open slowly. “Oli?” You softly called out in your sleepy voice that was slightly hoarse from your crying. He perked up at the sound, also gaining the attention of the police officer he was currently talking to. “Oh great you’re up! I was just giving this officer the description of creepster.” Oliver said as he came over to you, frowning at the sight of your red puffy eyes.

“Morning ma’am, sorry to hear about the occurrence that took place in your home last night. Your friend has been a great help with all the information he’s provided. I just have one more question, do you happen to know the name of the man that broke into your home?” The officer asked you politely, notepad in one hand and pen in the other, hovering and ready to write. It seemed he’d already written a decent amount on the paper.

You were silent, processing everything still and debating whether to give his name or not. You didn’t know why you were debating it at all, you had no reason to not give up his name, in fact you should be screaming it at the top of your lungs. But for some reason you couldn’t, something in your gut told you not to.

Worries of him coming after you and doing something terrible to you if you revealed his name spooked you too much, and then there was some weird part in your brain that felt like his name held so much power and he told it to you specifically for a reason, almost like a sworn secret between the two of you, or maybe that’s just what your naive mind wanted to believe. “Sweetie?” Oliver interrupted your thoughts softly as he gently grabbed your hand. “Oh, sorry. I don’t know his name.” You finally answered the officer, who let out a soft grunt in disappointment.

“Well that’s okay, I appreciate both of your cooperation, we will get back to you as soon as we get a lead on the guy.” The officer said assertively and politely before he exited your apartment. You could feel Oliver’s stare bore into your head, “You don’t know his name?” He questioned you again. You shook your head, “I don’t. I’m gonna shower.” You changed the subject, getting up and making your way into your bathroom.

At the same time, Toji was lingering around your apartment again, unknowingly to you. He’d been there since early that morning, watching when the police arrived until the moment they left. He’d wondered if his little mouse squeaked on him. Not that it mattered too much if you did, Toji had full confidence he’d never get caught, he was too skilled and experienced. It wasn’t his first time dealing with police and he knew it wasn’t his last.

Now the real problem was your little friend. ‘Always in the way’ Toji thought, irritated with the chatterbox that always seemed to be by your side as your pathetic knight in breakable armor. Toji wanted to kill him, he could already taste the satisfaction that would fill his nerves at the thought of your friend’s blood splattered all over him. He couldn’t act so recklessly at the moment though, and he knew you probably wouldn’t like him so much if he brutally murdered your little sidekick.

Not that Toji cared much about if you liked him or not, but he still couldn’t risk his chances of winning over his cute petrified mouse. You were such a distraction for him lately and you didn’t even know it, he couldn’t get you off his mind for a single second. Always thinking about you, your teary brown eyes, soft chub cheeks, parted plush lips, that innocent fearful look on your face, your shaky breaths and pretty sobs, fuck he was addicted to you and this was just the start of it. His addiction was only gonna get worse until he had all of you completely to himself.

Toji had other business to take care of though than to continue obsessing over you, going on about his tasks for today but he was sure to come back to his little mouse later. “Why did you lie?” Oliver prodded you for answers, following you around the apartment as you cleaned. “I didn’t lie, stop saying that.” You replied, tone agitated as you were growing tired of him accusing you.

“Yes you fucking did. Covering up for that psycho. Are you crazy? They could catch him!” Oliver exclaimed. “I’m not crazy! He could kill me! Did you think about that? Or are you still trying to play captain savior? I don’t know his fucking name so leave it alone!” You finally snapped as you glared at Oliver. He sighed, “I’m sorry..I know you’re going through a lot right now but I just don’t want you to get hurt. But..if you say you don’t know his name then I’ll believe you.” He resigned.

“thank you” you sighed also, “I appreciate you being here for me so much Oliver, it’s understandable that you wanna help as much as possible but there’s only so much we can do.” You said honestly. “You’re right, I just hope that fucking weirdo stays away from now on.” He said while running his fingers through his hair, feeling stressed about the situation as well.

“Wanna eat ice cream and watch romcoms?” He suggested after a moment of silence, you smiled at the offer. “I’d love to.” You happily agreed, plopping down onto the couch and patting the spot beside you signaling Oliver to join, to which he excitedly did. This was great to temporarily clear your mind from the current dark cloud in your life. You called out of work today too, not wanting to take the chance of encountering Toji again and needing a break from that nightmare of a job.

Toji was not happy at all to see an unfamiliar face that wasn’t yours when he entered the hardware shop that night. He was already riled up and this was aggravating him even more. He didn’t even bother to buy anything, ignoring the customer service greeting from the middle aged stout man that now stood behind the counter, Toji just left the store almost as soon as he came in, his feet bringing him to your apartment. He saw that your friend’s car was still parked outside, making his jaw tick in annoyance.

He pulled out his phone and called your number that he gained without your permission, using his sources that made his way of living a much smoother process. You were still on the couch, with a now fast asleep Oliver laid on your lap when you heard your phone ring. Being the ditz you were you didn’t even check the caller ID, just answering the call without a single thought. “Hello?” You greeted. “Tell him to leave.” Toji demanded lowly on the other end of the line.

Your breath caught, goosebumps forming over your skin as fear filled you again for the 4th time this week. “How did you get my number?” You breathed shakily into the phone. “Don’t worry about that. Get your little friend to fucking leave while I’m asking nicely.” He gritted in response. Tears filled your eyes, you were sick of crying now but it seemed that’s all you knew how to do lately.

“No. You need to leave me alone. I didn’t do anything. What do you want from me?” You exasperated, you kept your tone hushed though not wanting to wake Oliver. “I want you. Just you, my pretty prey just for me to play with.” He hummed darkly, his words giving you shivers and shocking you. That’s the last thing you expected to hear and you hated that the untamed part of your brain seemed to like the sound of it. You tried to shake that feeling away though.

“Why me?. I’m nobody. Just leave me alone please.” You pleaded, tears streaming down your cheeks now as you sniffled softly. As much as Toji loved to hear you cry and beg, he was getting annoyed. “Look dollface I really fucking hate repeating myself so here’s what we’re gonna do. You’re gonna kick your boy toy out or I’m gonna let myself in and pour his pulsing bloody guts all over your nice shiny hardwood flooring. You want that sweetheart?” He wasn’t even giving you an ultimatum, he was making a statement that he intended to fully act on.

You gasped in horror, “Y-You’re sick!” You spat in disgust as you began to sob. Oliver had awoken now, instantly getting worried seeing your current state. “Time’s ticking sweetheart. I’m giving you 5 minutes. tick tock tick tock.” He taunted in a haunting manner, instantly raising your anxiety the moment he hung up. “You need to leave!” You blurted to Oliver, your eyes wide in a panic as you literally tried to physically grab him and push him out.

You didn’t even process his words asking ‘are you okay?’ and ‘what happened’, your mind just solely focused on kicking him out before your personal monster came to kill him. “Just leave! I’m okay but please just leave!” You practically screamed at him as you cried. He was baffled as he stared at you in confusion and shock, you looked crazed at the moment and it scared him a little. “Woah..I’ll go..just relax, okay? I’m here for you if you need me just give me a call..” He replied in a calming soft tone that eased you a little but still didn’t stop the racing of your heartbeat that was fueled by fear.

You let out a breath of relief once Oliver finally left but that relief was short lived when Toji creeped into your apartment soon after. He was still covered in all black from head to toe, hood over his head covering most of his face in a dark shadow and blood soaked into his clothing, just barely noticeable due to how well it seeped and blended into the dark shade of black he wore. “You just beat the clock little mouse. Congratulations.” He teased, it was not amusing at all to you nor was it celebratory.

“Aw peach, don’t act so petrified and down, I’m not gonna hurt you.” He cooed, seeing the shell shocked teary eyed scared look on your face. To be honest Toji was thrilled to see your face, it instantly brought him peace for some reason unknown to him. He was so riled up moments ago but now he felt a smidge of sanity and comfort being in your presence. “Y-You’re a liar..you were gonna hurt Oliver.” You managed to mutter out shakily.

“Eh, that’s because I don’t like him. I like you though little bun, more than you know. So I’m not gonna hurt you, unless you want me to.” He said honestly with a smirk that you could see appear on his visible lips. Toji then took his hood off, allowing you to see his face and all its glory, it was truly such a curse that he was actually attractive. You naturally got lost in his features, admiring his looks against your better instincts.

Toji noticed you eating up his looks with your eyes, making a smug grin form on his lips. If he wasn’t a psycho stalker who was obsessed with haunting you, you would’ve swooned at the sight. “You like my face, peaches? It’s all yours if you want.” He teased with a grin. Your face scrunched up in disgust, “Ack, you’re deranged.” You insulted, he only grinned more. “Aw, that’s putting it lightly sweetheart.” He hummed as he sat on your couch, making himself comfortable as he manspreaded.

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, him acting all cozy in your home as if it was his. “You tell the police about me little mouse?. Saw them here early this mornin’, you tryna get rid of me already? The fun just started though bun.” He questioned almost in a mocking tone with false sentiment, faking a pout as he looked at you. You were baffled, “You saw them? Why are you watching me and my house? You fucking creep!” You exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes, “That’s not important. You know you’re terrible at listening and answering questions. I’ll train you well though.” He talked as if he didn’t hear anything you said, completely ignoring your questions. “You won’t be training anything. You need to leave me alone and get the fuck out of my house now!” You demanded as you marched over to him, full of anger, feeling sick and tired of dealing with this.

“Aw, you look so adorable all angry peaches. You really want me to go? make me leave then. Come on, give it your best shot. I won’t fight back I promise.” He taunted with an amused grin. You hated his condescending tone, it was so belittling and made you want to punch him. You knew you wouldn’t stand a chance against him though, but you weren’t about to let him win without at least attempting to fight.

So without a second thought, you charged at him, using all your strength to get him off your couch. He was true to his word and didn’t fight back at all, which it’s not like he had to because you couldn’t get him to budge at all. He was like a boulder, an immovable statue, you attempted to push, pull, drag, and even hit the man, but nothing worked. Toji honestly had to hold back from laughing at your attempts, he had to admit though he admired your spirit and will to put up a fight even though you knew it was fruitless.

It was starting to frustrate you as you grew exhausted from exerting your energy to get him to leave. “You done yet?” He asked you in a bored tone, noticing you getting tired and moving slower. Tears pooled in your eyes once again from the frustration. “I hate you! Just leave me alone!” You sniffled as you glared at him with your teary eyes. “Awe, you know things would be much smoother for you if you didn’t fight against me so much sweetie.” He cooed.

You weren’t trying to hear that bullshit, since fighting him wasn’t working, you were gonna go to desperate lengths. You ran into your kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife you had. Toji perked up, “This is so typical. A knife little mouse is like a needle to me.” he sighed. You blocked out his words, charging for him again but with more spite this time.

He fought back this time, standing up and towering over you, dodging you as you attempted to stab him, no precision in your movements just going for it with the hopes of getting lucky. Your wild movement ended up paying off, because you managed to cut his arm, it wasn’t any serious damage but it felt like a victory to you. “shit.” He muttered. That small pride you had quickly dissipated though when Toji snatched you up.

He ended up pinning you down underneath him onto the floor, gripping your wrists in a painful hold as he held your arms above your head. “My patience is running very fucking thin with you little mouse so I suggest you start acting right unless you want me to show you why you should be very fucking afraid of me.” He stated, his tone serious and menacing as he stared you down, face inches apart from yours.

You were pouting, tears falling from your eyes, breathing heavily from trying to fight him. You felt so trapped in this situation, trapped by him, it was never ending. “Now, drop the knife peaches, while I’m still being nice.” he told you, forewarning you of the consequences you’d face if you didn’t listen to him. You obeyed, dropping the knife and letting it clatter onto the floor. “Good girl, wasn’t so hard was it?” He hummed, looking into your spiteful eyes.

“Are you getting off on this? Stalking me, harassing me, ruining my life? Does it satisfy that fucked up brain of yours? Preying on me like some deranged animal, you’re a monster. I’ll never be yours, not even in your sick perverted dreams. You piece of shit.” You said to him, full of hatred, voice not having any edge to it but full of intent to hurt him. It didn’t hurt him though, it amused him actually. “That was a nice monologue bun, you just came up with that? I’m impressed.” He teased.

“I’ll humor you though. I do get off on it, love seeing those tears in your pretty eyes, hearing you scream and sob in fear, the way you tremble and how your breathing slows down and picks up, how naive and unaware you are, I’m addicted to it. Especially now, you should see yourself right now bun because fuckk…you look so petrified I just wanna eat you alive.” He expressed, leaning close to you and breathing in your scent, exhaling into your neck and making you tremble and whine quietly in fear.

“smell so good little mouse, it’s intoxicating.” He sighed as he pressed himself against you more, you felt helpless underneath him trapped in his hold. “T-Toji..please just leave me be, I won’t tell anyone I promise.” You whined, attempting to plead again. “Fuck, it sounds so good when you say my name like that sweetheart, can you say it again for me?” He was too caught up in your voice, your body, your scent, your presence to even hear your pleas anymore.

His cock was painfully hard in his pants, so turned on by you and your being. You could feel his dick pressing against you as he was positioned between your spread legs, it was making your mind jumbled up, now struggling to focus on the situation at hand. “You feel how hard I am for you peaches?. God, I wanna ruin you so bad. Feel your cute cunt squeezing and pulsating around me.” He practically groaned as he began to rock his hips against yours.

You could barely process what was happening, it was lost on you how you ended up here after just trying to stab this man. But you hated to admit that it felt so good, your pussy betraying you as it throbbed in need and soaked your panties in your wetness. “Look at you, letting a monster, your stalker, dry hump you on the floor, such a dirty pathetic little slut. A little attention to your pussy and you shut the fuck up.” He degraded, you moaned embarrassingly in response, your hips starting to push back against his desperately as you chased an orgasm.

“I-I’m not a slut” you defended yourself as you whined, Toji scoffed. “Yet you’re humping me like a bitch in heat. Are you just a slut for me then? Is that what you’re trying to say peaches?” He spoke directly into your ear, the feeling of his lips and breath against your earlobe sending shivers down your spine. “Never for you!” You managed to spit out despite the pleasure that was currently clouding your mind.

Toji’s jaw ticked at that, “For that Oliver kid then?. I’ll slit his throat you know. Right in front of you. Make you watch as his blood slowly pours from his body.” He threatened, you whimpered shaking your head frantically, not wanting that to happen at all. “Don’t hurt him, please.” You sobbed, Toji just rolled his eyes in response. Despite the horrific convo, your hips never ceased their movement, rocking desperately against Toji’s as you wrapped your legs tightly around his waist.

You felt sick for giving into pleasure from such a monster but you couldn’t stop, it felt too good and there was a part of you that you tried to deny that got off on being afraid of Toji, like some twisted adrenaline rush. “Say that you’re mine then, and I won’t hurt him.” He pressed as he wrapped one of his hands around your throat, squeezing slightly and making you moan.

Toji didn’t know why he was so hooked on you to the point of jealousy, but he had to have you as his or else he’d kill anyone who would even think to take you away from him. “Come on, sweet girl. I know you can say it for me.” He uttered as he rocked his hips harder against yours, his clothed cock bumping against your clit in the most delicious way. With pleasure clouding your mind, you couldn’t even make proper judgement any more, all you wanted to do was cum and appease the man who was able to give you that relief. “I-I’m yours, all yours, please” you cried as you bucked your hips against his feverishly.

Toji’s eyes nearly rolled back hearing you say those words, it satiated him to the fullest. He wasn’t gonna let you take those words back either, from now on you were his officially, whether you liked it or not. “I knew you were a smart girl, all that fight for nothing. You just wanted to give me a hard time, hm?.” He cooed as he squeezed at your throat again, a proud grin on his face. You just nodded and moaned in response, solely focused on the orgasm you were chasing.

Toji moved his grip to your jaw, squishing your cheeks together as he leaned down to kiss you. You wanted to avoid the kiss, you didn’t want to go that far as to kiss your psycho stalker you felt you had a least enough morals for that. Toji of course didn’t care one bit about you trying to move your head, tightening his grip on your face as he pressed his lips messily against yours.

You whimpered at the feeling of his fingers digging painfully into your soft cheeks, he took that opportunity to slide his tongue into your opened mouth. His tongue tangling with yours and exploring the caverns of your mouth, you hated that you moaned into the kiss, your body betraying you.

“I don’t know why you continue to fight me when you know you won’t win. Just accept your fate bun, your soul is now tainted, forever entangled to mine. If you even think you can escape me, forget about it because I’ll always capture you again. My sweet beautiful mouse..made for me.” He spoke in sickly sweet tone as he kissed you in an affectionate manner that made your skin crawl.

You hated how his words seemed like reality, you didn’t want to believe it but it seemed that you were bound to this man now and that you would never be able to get away. That thought alone seemed dreadful and you wanted to erase it from your mind. Toji trailed his kisses down to your chest, roughly pulling down your shirt and bra and starting to kiss and suck at your nipples. Your back arched and you moaned at the attention to your erect nipples, his teeth grazing and biting at them making you whine out his name.

“Fuck, I love it so much when you say my name peaches. In that whiny pathetic voice of yours, makes me crazy, you know?” He groaned against your skin as he continued to push his hips against yours. “Y-you’re already crazy you- ah sick fucking bastard.” You said, your words holding no edge to them due to your moans as Toji tugged at your nipples.

“You like it though, don’t you? That’s why you’re letting me treat you like a dirty whore. You get off on me stalking you bun? Hm? You like that I can hurt you if I wanted to? I could easily kill you right now. Snap your neck, strangle you, stab you, how’d you like me to kill you peaches? I know you’ve imagined it, picturing it vividly while your little clit twitches in need at the visual. You’re the one that’s sick. A whore for a killer, what would your mother think of you?” He provoked, his words bringing tears to your eyes and turning your brain to mush.

You came at that moment, your body trembling as you cried and came in your panties, making a sticky mess. Toji whistled as he watched you fall apart, a grin on his face. “So pretty peaches, love seeing you like this.” Toji muttered in adoration as he watched you cry, he licked up your tears like a sick pervert, groaning in pleasure as he did at the salty taste. He came too, his cum pouring into his jeans in ropes, soaking the black denim. You immediately felt regret and shame afterwards, continuing to cry as reality sank in.

“Awe bun, I’m not so bad really. Cheer up.” He half assed comforted as he squished your puffy cheeks. “I hate you!” You sniffled as you looked up into his eyes. “I know, but that’s just a phase. You’ll get over it.” He dismissed nonchalantly as he got off you, standing up and pulling off his hoodie. You couldn’t help the way your eyes widened seeing his sculpted body in the fitted tank top he wore underneath, ‘why the fuck does he have to be so visually perfect?’ You thought.

You frowned though seeing the bleeding cut you left on his arm, you should still feel happy about successfully hurting the psycho but you were too soft hearted. “Does it hurt?” You asked softly. He scoffed, amused slightly at your question. “Cute. But no, it doesn’t. This is nothing to me sweetheart.” He said honestly. You still felt a tad concerned about the blood running down his arm but you decided to take his word on it that he was fine.

“Clean me up if you feel so bad bun.” He said with a sly grin. “Clean you up?..” you repeated, clueless. Toji pulled you up so that you were on your knees, his hand laid on top of your head as if you were a pet. “Come on, put that tongue to good use. Since you love to mouth off.” He pressed as he pushed your head close to his crotch. You felt so small, so inferior, as he had you in this position and demanded you to do something so nasty and degrading. But that sick part of you did enjoy it and wanted to do it, and you hated that part of you.

You let out a shaky breath before you ran your tongue along the soaked tainted fabric of his jeans. It was so rough against your tongue, you could taste the remnants of his cum along with a metallic taste of blood and you had no clue who or where the blood came from, giving you chills at the thought and the taste making you cringe. You instantly stopped and pulled away, wanting to rid the taste from your mouth as your saliva built up due to you not wanting to swallow.

Toji laughed at the disgusted look on your face, he was laughing at you and that realization made you feel so humiliated and sick. “Aww, such a good pet for me. Doesn’t it taste good, Hm?” He teased as he patted your head as if you were a dog, it made you even more embarrassed and infuriated you. You were pulled back into the reality that this was a sadistic psycho in front of you that you hated with every fiber of your being.

With the anger and humiliation fueling you, you stood up and spit in his face. Satisfactory filling you as you watched the spit run disgustingly down his chin. Toji froze, his eyes closing as he breathed in a slow heavy breath. “How’s that taste?” You retorted back with pride at catching him off guard and gaining the upper hand for just a second. Although you felt fearless at the moment, something about how calm he was made you nervous. The way his soulless green eyes pierced into you, unwavering; left you on edge.

Before you had enough sense to run off, he grabbed you quicker than you could think. His large arms trapping you in a painful chokehold and lifting you off the floor as you kicked and trashed, hands clawing desperately at his arms. Toji just hummed into your ear as you struggled to breathe, choking and gargling over your screams that barely seemed to make it out.

“You did this to yourself you know? if you just were a good little mouse you wouldn’t end up like this. Constantly provoking me knowing I don’t want to hurt you..tch, such a shame.” He spoke in an almost disapproving tone, speaking so calmly as if he wasn’t literally crushing your air supply. “F-Fuck You!” You managed to choke out in response. “Soon.” He hummed before he pressed a soft peck to your temple. You wanted to gag, he truly was sick and deranged.

Toji waited until that moment he felt your fight start to die down and your eyes start to flutter close to let you go, dropping you onto the floor like you were nothing. You went into a coughing fit, caressing your throat as you tried to suck in as much air as possible. “If you play nice, I will too.” He told you, he was being honest but he could tell by now that you were stubborn, so was he though.

You scoffed, wiping your tears as you stood back up “I don’t want to play with you. I’m tired of this shit. I should’ve fucking told the police your name, should’ve told them every fucking thing. Should’ve got rid of your ass.” You ranted as you walked aimlessly around your now messy apartment, walking just to ease your emotions. Toji watched you, wiping your saliva off his face with his tank top as he did.

“Aw bun, you didn’t rat on me to the cops? That’s so sweet, knew I could count of you.” He sweetly said with a fake grin that was mocking. “You can’t get rid of me though sweetie, even the police can’t keep me away. I’ll always find you and trap you, so you might as well get used to me.” He said seriously, dropping the sweet act. You felt like pulling your hair out, this man was actually driving you crazy.

You decided to use your brain for once though and start thinking more rationally about this situation. You knew you couldn’t fight him anymore, you had lost that battle enough and you didn’t know if you’d survive the next time. You knew you couldn’t escape him or get him locked up, so scratch that idea too. You didn’t want to comply to this creep…but it seemed like the only option for now..but if you were gonna do it, you were gonna do it on your terms.

“Alright let’s make a deal.” You offered suddenly after your thinking session. Toji had cleaned and patched up the cut you gave him while you took your time thinking to yourself. His interest was piqued, raising a brow as he looked at you “What kind of deal?” He asked. “About this..companionship? no that’s not it, this hostage situation? yeah that’s better.” You began to ramble. “Get to the point.” He urged you, not having the patience for your antics any longer.

“asshole..” you muttered. “Anyways, I’ll be ‘yours’ or whatever the fuck. But you have to listen to me, no more hurting me physically or making threats to me or anyone close to me, and no more stalking me either.” You stated, arms crossed as you stood in front of Toji who was sat on your couch again. Toji scratched at the faint stubble that was starting to grow on his chin as he considered your offer.

“Hm, seems boring but not bad. I have some terms too though, I have to know all of your whereabouts and who you’re with, I also get to come and stay in your home as I wish, and I get to fuck that tight cunt of yours. How’s that deal sound?” He stated back, declaring his own wishes. You stared at him in disbelief, “sounds like bullshit! You’re not touching me, fucking pervert!” You huffed. “No deal then.” He chuckled as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Why can’t you just compromise with me?. I’m literally giving you what you want.” You sighed, exhausted with the whole situation. “I am compromising, you’re the one still being stubborn. It was your idea to make a deal.” He shrugged. “Also it’s ironic that you’re acting like you’d rather die than have me touch you but it seemed like you were enjoying yourself quite a bit when you were grinding that desperate cunt on my dick.” He reminded you with an amused grin, the reminder filling you with embarrassment all over again.

“It was a moment of weakness…shut up about it. Just agree to the deal, there will be no fucking though. Understand?” You stood on your terms, unwilling to bend to his again and let him win. “No deal.” He replied once again, standing up and grabbing his hoodie. “I’ll be back to see you again bun, hopefully you’ll come to your senses by then.” He grinned and placed a kiss on your forehead before he left your apartment, leaving you standing in your living room speechless.

You took a shower, wanting to wash off any trace of Toji left on your body and wash away your sins. You were spaced out underneath the hot water, the steamed filled bathroom creating a warm blanket on your skin. You had so many thoughts and no thoughts at all at the same time, Toji’s entrance into your life had completely mind fucked you. While you had always wished for something exciting and new to your boring, mundane, routinely life, this was not what you wished for or expected at all to add spark to your life.

You’d like to think that maybe this was all for a reason though, that this all had some purpose even though the purpose seemed pretty fucked up. You turned off your shower and got out, getting wrapped in your fluffy cozy towel and then curling up into a ball onto your bed. You didn’t bother to get dressed as you drifted off to sleep after yet another draining day. Unfortunately though, the man you desperately wanted peace from also plagued your dreams.

“so pretty for me peaches, crying so sweetly while swallowing my cock. You were meant for this, hm? taking my cock down that little throat.” Toji purred as he held your hair in a tight grip, holding your head in place as your nose pressed against his pelvis, his trimmed pubic hairs tickling your face as you gargled around his cock.

Your eyes rolled back, choked moans and whines leaving your drool and precum stuffed mouth as Toji’s booted foot pressed and rubbed against your cunt. The friction pushing you to the edge as you rutted pathetically on his shoe like a cheap desperate whore. “dirty fucking slut, you like being treated like this, don’t you? treated like a braindead bitch, only good for one thing.” He degraded you harshly, thrusting hard into your throat, his balls slapping painfully against your chin.

You tears pooled from your eyes as you let Toji use you as he wished, like his own personal slut made special for him. You’d never admit to liking the treatment you received from Toji, too ashamed of your deep rooted masochism. But that part of yourself that you were in denial about and tried to fight against was the reason you hadn’t fully pushed Toji away yet, he was bringing that side of you to the surface and it scared you.

You woke up from your deep sleep with a whine, rolling and stretching around in your cozy bed. “Sleeping naked and moaning my name in your sleep..” Toji tsked, the sound of his voice making you sit up with a gasp. “It’s like you’re doing this on purpose peaches. You’re lucky I do have some sort of morals, or else I would’ve had my way with you since your unconscious self clearly wants it.” He teased, a grin resting on his scarred lips as he leaned against your doorframe.

“Why are you always fucking around?” You groaned in annoyance, wrapping your blankets closer around your indecent body. “Because I can be, you’re already getting tired of seeing my face bun? That’s a shame, here I thought you wanted to cum on my face because you loved it so much it made your pussy drool just from the sight of it.” He said in faux disappointment while shaking his head.

His words and wittiness never failed to baffle you. “I hate you.” You muttered, repeating those words you felt so deeply. He laughed, “I know sweetie, that’s the best part though. You hating me but being unable to get rid of me, like an annoying piece of gum stuck to your shoe. Although I don’t think you actually hate me that much, you just want to convince yourself of that.” He responded. You just stared at him, “and you said Oliver talked too much..” you mumbled.

“Get out so I can get dressed, I’m tired of your presence.” You told him. “Say please.” He requested immediately, that annoying grin still on his face. You sighed, “Please.” You obliged, no longer having any energy to fight him or argue with him. To your surprise he actually listened and exited the room after you asked politely. You weren’t gonna give him any brownie points though, he was still a psycho that was stalking you.

You freshened up and got dressed in a baggy t-shirt and some leggings, wanting to be comfy since you had no intentions of going out today. You put your coily hair into a puff on top of your head and then walked out your bedroom to find Toji sitting on your couch. He seemed to enjoy being on your couch as he made himself comfortable and even started watching tv. “Don’t you have a job or something? Or your own damn house?” You asked, slightly irritated but choosing to not let his looming presence get to you.

“Aw, finally interested in me bun?. I do have my own house, just prefer being in yours. I guess you could say I have a job if killing people counts as a profession.” He answered casually. You stared at him wide eyed, “That does not count! You’re a murderer!” You exclaimed. “You’re just now catching that?. Sweetie, I knew you were a little slow witted but come on now. You literally saw me kill someone.” He said as he looked at you, watching how your expression turned into one of horror as realization hit you.

“Oh my fucking god! Oh my god! You’re the serial killer Oliver was telling me about!” You couldn’t believe it, even though part of you always knew, the confirmation was terrifying. You felt almost dizzy at the realization that this whole time you were dealing with an actual serial killer, not just some really dangerous mentally unstable stalker. “You really lack awareness skills..I don’t know how you’ve survived until now.” He muttered, genuinely surprised at how clueless you actually were.

“…are you planning to kill me?” You knew by now it was probably stupid to ask, but you didn’t know so you had to make sure. “Little mouse, If I was planning to kill you I would’ve done it the moment I met you. No, I don’t plan on killing you nor do I plan on hurting you.” He told you honestly. You felt a little relief hearing that, “You’ve already hurt me though? My neck is literally bruising.” You stated, calling him out. “In my defense, you pulled a knife on me and tried to stab me.” He said as he held his hands up halfway in an appearance of surrendering.

“Touché” You couldn’t refute his stance since it was valid. You hated how casual conversing with him was becoming though, especially with him being in your house it was all beginning to feel a little too ‘domestic’ but maybe that was his goal to make you get used to him and comfortable with him. You tried to ignore that feeling though, trying to constantly remind yourself of the fact that Toji was a terrible monster.

You went into your kitchen and began to cook breakfast for yourself, well it was just for you until of course Toji made himself known. “smells good, whatcha’ making?” he hummed as he came up behind you, his body towering over you as you stood in front of your stove. It gave you Deja vu to the moment the two of you shared in the hardware store, when he told you his name. The moment that tied you to him. “food.” You responded bluntly.

“Don’t be so mean peaches, it doesn’t suit you.” He said, the soft manner he spoke in currently was too soothing to your ears and you knew it shouldn’t be affecting you the way it did. You sighed, “It’s just eggs, bacon, oatmeal, and biscuits.” you finally answered properly. “Mm, sounds amazing. You making some for me too? you know sharing is caring.” He hummed as he wrapped his arms around your waist, leaning down to comfortably rest his head on your shoulder.

This position felt way too intimate and you hated the way it gave you little flutters in your chest. “Make your own food.” You huffed softly. “I can’t cook.” He responded honestly, which took you aback a little because you weren’t expecting that response. “What do you eat then?” You asked out of curiosity, you just received silence and no answer in response. “When’s the last time you ate?” You questioned as you now turned your head a little to look at him, feeling concerned now.

He just shrugged, “Not too long ago. It slips my mind sometimes.” He said as if it was nothing. “That’s not okay. How do you not remember when you last ate?. You need to eat something.” You frowned, your natural empathetic nature coming out as you actually felt worried about the dangerous man holding you. Toji smiled seeing you worry over him, “You’re so cute bun, all sympathetic for a killer.” He cooed before he pecked your cheek.

You blushed but tried to hide it as you focused your attention back on the stove. “Shut up. I’ll make some extra for you..” you muttered. “Aw, see I knew you liked me bun.” He chuckled as he squeezed you affectionately for a second before letting you go, going to sit at the island to watch you as you continued cooking. You finished cooking pretty fast though, making a plate for yourself and Toji.

Those domestic feelings came back as you handed the plate of food to him, everything just felt too personal and intimate and it was messing with your mind. Toji actually politely thanked you for the food to your surprise, “So you do have some manners.” You remarked as you sat with him and began to eat. “I told you I’m not all that bad peaches, just gotta warm up to me.” He grinned before he started eating as well.

Toji ate as if it was the best meal he’d ever had and it honestly flattered you a lot. “I should marry you, so you can cook for me forever.” He suddenly said as he finished eating. “You’re actually crazy if you think I’d ever marry your ass.” You laughed while shaking your head. “I am crazy though, you know this. You reconsider your little deal yet?” He reminded you. “I’m not changing my stance, you’re not fucking me.” You stood on your terms.

“You just love to be difficult. I bet I could fuck that out of you, make you all pliant and obedient. Turn you into a babbling mess, fucked stupid. When’s the last time you even got fucked, hm?” He asked, genuinely curious. You gasped, “That’s none of your business!. Why must you always be so perverted? Creep.” You avoided the question, feeling flustered from his crude words.

“So I’m gonna take that as an obvious answer that you haven’t been fucked in a long time. You love being in denial, don’t you? You want me so bad, you just don’t want to admit it yourself.” He called you out, you honestly didn’t have any comebacks because he was right despite you not wanting to admit that. “You think you know everything but you’re wrong.” You huffed, wanting to keep your pride even though you knew you’d lost that long ago when you first got caught in Toji’s trap.

“I’m never wrong peaches. You’re just a coward. Always the ever so frightened little mouse, even afraid of your own self. It’s a shame really.” He said while shaking his head in mock disappointment. His words stung, offending you more than you expected them to. The truth did hurt. “I’m not a coward, I fought you didn’t I?. That’s enough evidence that I’m not cowardly. I’m just not a sick fucking pervert like you.” You spat, anger building in your tone due to feeling belittled.

Toji was amused at how easily riled up you got over a few words, he knew he’d hit the nail on the head. “You are just as sick as me though bun, I’m just more open about it than you are. You’re a dirty fucking slut, wanting to be hurt and humiliated by me, treated as if you’re nothing but a flesh toy for pleasure, isn’t that right?. That’s what you were dreaming about earlier weren’t you, love? dreaming about me having my way with you, turning you into my little pet. Oh how I’d love to make your little dream into a reality bun, to mold your cunt into the shape of my cock.”

Toji went on and on, his hand moving to grip your face as he spoke those filthy words that had your pussy pulsating in need. You didn’t want to give in but god did he make it sound so good, your body desperately craved it despite your better instincts telling you no. “Tell me you want it.” Toji uttered lowly against your lips. You felt like you stopped breathing for a second, the world freezing around you as you got lost in the moment with Toji so close to you and persuading you to give into your deepest desires.

You decided to not listen to your incessant back and forth thoughts for once and just allow yourself to make a decision solely on your inner feelings that wanted to desperately to claw out. “I want it..” you breathed out, sealing your fate. Toji didn’t waste a second as he pressed his lips against yours with vigor, grabbing you and pulling you into his arms as he pushed his tongue into your mouth.

He lifted you onto the kitchen countertop, making you gasp as your glass plates fell onto the floor and shattered during the process, Toji not bothering to move them. “The glass!” You tried to point out, your words getting muffled due to Toji kissing you hard and messily. “clean it up later.” He brushed off as he gripped your thighs harshly, trailing his feverish kisses down your neck, dragging his tongue along your neck up to your jawline. It honestly seemed as if Toji genuinely wanted to eat you up.

Toji ripped your shirt, startling you as the fabric tore with ease, you pouted a little as you watched Toji toss it aside since you actually liked that shirt. You couldn’t dwell on that thought for much longer though as Toji began to mark you as his, sucking and biting those pretty red and purple blemishes across the expanse of your body. You whimpered and squirmed every time he bit you, the sting of his teeth digging into your skin and the coating of his saliva afterwards when he’d lick and suck over the forming bruise.

“it hurts” you whined. “good, it should hurt. You deserve it for being such a fucking slut.” He degraded as his hand came down hard to slap your boob, causing you to let out a sob. “You look so pretty like this, covered in my marks, tears filling up those brown eyes. So perfect for me little mouse.” Toji cooed, a complete contrast to his previous tone as he continued to harshly play with your boobs, tugging your nipples and slapping them until you were fully crying.

“Ah, there she goes. My pretty crybaby.” He grinned sadistically as he watched you cry. He smoothed his hands over your now sore boobs as he kissed at your tear streaked cheeks. He was so hot and cold, constantly changing from being cruel and mean to being the slightest bit of sweet and caring, it messed up your head. The switches making you dizzy. Toji removed your panties and leggings, his eyes taking in and admiring every part of your body once you were fully naked underneath him.

Toji wanted to memorize every inch of your body, engrain it and paint it inside his mind. You felt a little self conscious under his intense stare, especially since he was still clothed while you were completely bare in front of him. “stop staring. pervert..” you muttered, embarrassed as you attempted to cover yourself up with your hands. “don’t try to be modest now, move your fucking hands or I’ll cut them off.” He threatened, tone menacing as he stared you down with those dark evil eyes.

You trembled a bit in fear, moving your hands away as your lip quivered due to your tears. Though you were scared shitless, you were so turned on, the fear making your pussy clench around nothing as your arousal started to drip out. “good girl.” He praised, making you swoon for a second because it felt so good to be praised. “look at this cute cunt, weeping to be touched. So fucking wet and I’ve barely touched you. Such a fucking touch deprived whore.” He tsked as he ran his fingers through your soaked folds.

He spread his fingers, admiring the sight of your creamy essence clinging to them. You moaned at the feeling of his rough padded fingers playing with your pussy, your legs subconsciously spreading wider as Toji began to rub circles onto your clit with his thumb. “such a sloppy pussy.” He said as he pushed a finger into your needy cunt, your walls eagerly swallowing up his thick finger.

Your eyes fluttered at the stimulation of Toji’s finger filling you up, you truly were touch starved and sensitive, already getting bliss from the pleasure of his fingers rubbing against your plush walls. You shamelessly rocked your hips onto Toji’s finger, matching the pace of his thrusts as you moaned. Toji almost groaned at the sight of you losing yourself over a single finger.

“Fucking cock hungry whore, just one finger and your pussy is dripping all over my hand. You gonna cum just from my fingers fucking into this useless cunt, hm?” He was relentless as he shoved another finger inside you, curling them just right to make you cry out. His hand came down again, this time slapping your pussy repeatedly. The wet smack smack smack sounding throughout the kitchen as he battered your poor pussy, making you twitch and sob at the agonizing pleasure.

You were so wet, your fluids soaking Toji’s hand and dripping onto your pristine kitchen countertop. Your clit throbbing and pussy clenching each time Toji slapped your cunt, while his fingers pressed against that sweet spot that had your eyes rolling back. “So pretty for me, making a mess of yourself bun.” He sighed in awe as his eyes took in your state.

Your body all marked up in red and purple bruises, tears pouring down your puffy cheeks, drool slipping from the corner of your mouth, legs trembling and toes curling, hair strands falling from that puff on your head, slick coating your thighs and dripping everywhere. Toji was so enamored by the sight that he felt he had to document it, pulling out his phone and pressing record.

“You should see yourself bun, so fucking slutty and pathetic. Fucks sake, I should show this video to the world. Let everyone see just how much of a greedy bitch you are.” He taunted as he captured your filthy state on camera. You whined, shaking your head as you cried. “N-No! please don’t.” You begged as you moaned and cried nonstop. “Awe peach, look at you being so polite and asking so nicely. I’ve already trained you so well.” He spoke in that sweet condescending tone of his as his fingers never ceased their movement inside your wet cunt.

“I could show your little friend Oliver, reveal to him how much of a pain kink whore you are. He’d probably be so disgusted to find out that such a cute dollface like you is just a slut that loves to be treated like worthless pet.” He laughed, his threats were empty ones but he loved how panicked and upset they made you. You cried harder at his words, hands moving to grab the phone from him and throw it aside.

Toji didn’t like that at all, slapping you in the face the moment his phone hit the floor. “Fucking disobedient bitch. What the fuck did I tell you about those hands?” He growled angrily at you, you could barely process his words as you were cumming hard, cunt spasming on Toji’s fingers as you sobbed loudly, face stinging due to the slap. You don’t remember the last time you came that hard, Toji slapping you pushing you over the edge. Your head was buzzing as your creamy climax coated Toji’s hand, seeping through the cracks of his fingers.

“Did I say you could cum?” He asked, glaring down at you as he slapped your thigh, you whimpered. “m’sorry.” You pouted as you looked back up at him, meeting his eyes with your teary ones. “You never fucking listen, just a braindead whore.” He said, tone agitated while shaking his head. “I don’t think you deserve my cock, been an insolent girl with no manners.” He reprimanded, you truly felt like he was scolding you and it made you feel more desperate to please him.

“no no, ‘m so sorry, please please. I’ll be good, I promise.” You pleaded unabashedly as you tugged needily at his pants loops, you wanted him to be inside you so badly you felt as if you’d die if he didn’t fill you up. He had successfully brainwashed you, making you crave him insatiably. Toji smirked as he listened to you beg, his chest swelling with pride at the fact that he got you to this point.

“You’ll be good?. You think you deserve it? I don’t know if your words are good enough.” He teased as he pushed his cum covered fingers into your mouth, making you taste yourself as he shoved his fingers down your throat. You moaned and gagged around his fingers, “I’wll do anyfthing, pwease, I sw’er” you sobbed, words muffled and slurred around Toji’s thick fingers as you continued to beg.

“Aw, you’ll do anything bun? you’ll be mine forever?” He asked as he smiled down at you. You nodded instantly in response, “that’s my girl.” He cooed prior to placing a kiss on your forehead. You felt giddy about the small show of affection, smiling around Toji’s fingers. Toji pulled his fingers from your mouth, undoing his pants and pulling out his hard cock that was dripping precum down the veins of his heavy cock.

You were practically drooling at the sight, hips moving to eagerly push against the tip of his pretty cock that curved a little to the left. “so needy.” He murmured as he tapped the tip of his cock repeatedly on your abused red puffy clit, your back arching slightly at the stimulation to your sensitive clit. “n-need you inside, please” you sniffled as you begged once more. “yeah yeah, I heard you shut the fuck up.” He dismissed as he finally shoved his cock into your hungry walls.

You moaned out, head thrown back as his cock filled you up to the brim. “Fuckk” Toji groaned as he got consumed in your tight cunt squeezing around his cock. “Feeding this cock deprived fucking pussy. shit.” He gritted as he began to pound into you, not waiting for you to adjust to his size at all as he slammed into you mercilessly. You were getting fucked stupid, mouth parted with no sounds coming out, hands holding onto Toji’s shirt and nails clawing at his chest as he fucked you like his life depended on it.

Toji hissed at the sight of his cock bulging in your stomach, pressing his hand down on it to feel the movement of his dick inside you each time he pushed in and out. “You feel that peaches? My fat cock rearranging your guts? Feels so good doesn’t it princess?” His words falling on your deaf ears as your pussy soaked his dick, the squelching sound growing louder with each thrust as your juices dripped down to his balls. “Ah, my little mouse is finally quiet. All it took was some good dick to shut you up.” Toji huffed a laugh as he observed your fucked out state.

He pushed your legs up over his shoulders, folding you up into a mating press as he seemingly began to slam into you harder, the tip his dick battering your cervix and making you let out a scream. Toji loved hearing you scream, his eyes rolling back at the sound as he groaned into your ear. “Sound so fucking pretty ngh fuck— love this slutty pussy, could fuck it all day.” He moaned as he relentlessly pounded you into your countertop, his balls slapping painfully against the cusp of your ass.

“I should fuck a baby into this needy cunt, tie you to me forever. would you like that bun? Hm?” He breathed into your neck, by now Toji was just as blissed out as you were, saying things he’d never usually say but you felt so good wrapped around him and looking so pretty that he felt like he’d risk it all. “m-mhm, w-wan’ ah mm— wan’ it please” you hiccuped out in between whiny moans. Toji kissed your drool slicked lips, moaning into your mouth as he tasted your saliva. He was truly obsessed with every inch of you, wanted to eat you up, mold your body to his. He felt like he was in heaven being inside you.

“so good for me, taste so fucking good sweet girl. You wanna have the child of a serial killer? Gonna be a good momma?” He spoke in between your messy kisses, his ruthless thrusts never ceasing as your pussy swallowed up his cock with each stroke. “yes! yes! I’ll b-be a g-good mhph- momma” You were too cock drunk to register what you were saying, responding instinctively without thinking.

Your mind and body was solely focused on the drag of Toji’s cock against your walls, his rough hands gripping you and leaving his handprints in addition to your already beautifully marked up form, his breath ghosting your skin, his lips slotted perfectly against yours, his dark sweaty hair that fell over his green eyes, the scar across his lips that seemed mesmerizing every time he moaned and grunted in pleasure. He looked like a wet dream, better than any of the ones you’ve had.

You were a babbling mess as you felt your orgasm build up intensely, back arching as you wailed in deep pleasure “m’ hah- m’gonna-“ you could barely get the words out as your body trembled, pussy clenching and spasming around Toji’s cock. “Do it whore, be a good little bitch and cum all over my cock.” He grunted as he brought attention to your clit, drawing figure 8’s into it and slapping it as your pussy gushed around his cock.

You sobbed, screaming once more as you came hard, squirting and making a mess all over Toji’s lower abdomen and your kitchen countertop. Your whole body shook as you climaxed, it was the most intense orgasm you’d ever had. “there it is, good fucking girl.” He praised as he continued fucking you through your orgasm, his pace unrelenting. You were completely fucked out, body practically going limp as you whined in overstimulation.

It was honestly amazing to you how Toji still had so much energy, pounding into you just as hard and fast as he was when he started, if not harder as he chased his own climax. “you’re so perfect like this, my personal cum dump. Pliant and breedable just for me.” He panted, his balls growing heavy as he neared his orgasm. He was lost in the easy glide of his cock in your sloppy cum soaked cunt, the white ring around the base of his cock and the way more slick gushed out of you with each thrust was enthralling to him.

He couldn’t look away from the sight, along with the way his cock bulged so prominently in your cute tummy and how your pussy throbbed around his cock as if it was begging to be filled with his cum, it sent him over the edge. Toji let out a guttural groan as he came hard, pouring thick white ropes of cum into your spent cunt. “oh fuck-“ he moaned as his thrusts slowed, his hips still moving as he fucked his cum into you. You were just a whiny whimpering mess, eyes closed as you laid there and let Toji use you.

Toji finally let your sore legs drop from his shoulders as he came down from his high. He pulled out slowly, his low eyes watching intently as globs of his cum poured out from your pretty cunt. “You still with me, bun?” He asked you as he ran his fingers through your sensitive folds, pushing his cum back into you with his fingers. “m-mhm” you hummed in response as you trembled slightly in oversensitivity. “s’ too much.” You whined as you weakly tried to push away Toji’s hand.

“shh, it’s okay little mouse. jus’ gotta make sure this cum stays inside this sweet cunt.” He coaxed as he continued his ministrations. You shook your head, letting out a soft sob as another orgasm hit you suddenly. You were way too sensitive and the moment Toji’s fingers hit that spot you fell apart instantly. “Awe bun, you’re so sensitive, cumming so quickly.” He laughed as he found you adorable. He decided to stop torturing you though as he pulled his fingers out, putting them into his mouth and licking the mixture of your fluids off of them.

Toji then picked you up, carrying you to the bathroom as you slumped against him. You still had half the right mind to think that you probably shouldn’t trust Toji at all while in your current vulnerable state but you had already gone this far so you felt you had no choice but to go along. To your surprise, Toji started a shower for the both of you. He actually cleaned you up with care, contrasting to how roughly he treated you as he fucked your brains out.

He even put your bonnet on your head for you before the two of you fell asleep. All this domesticity was jarring to you for a multitude of reasons, but you were currently too exhausted to confront it so you decided to leave it for the morning. Unfortunately for you, your sleep got interrupted by knocking at your door around 4 in the morning. You groaned in annoyance as you tossed and turned a bit.

“sweetie! It’s me! I just really wanted to check up on you after last time!” You heard Oliver’s faint voice call out from outside your apartment door, it made you open your eyes once you registered his voice. You sat up, only to get pulled back down by a groggy Toji who had been sleeping next to you. “leave him.” Toji muttered half asleep. You blinked a few times to process if all of this was real or not.

All you could think was ‘how the fuck did I get here?’ even though you knew the events that brought you to this point you were still baffled. “he’s worried so I can’t just leave him, I’ll talk to him and tell him to go.” You told Toji prior to getting up again, he let you go this time. You grabbed the first clothing item closest to you to cover up your naked body and it just so happened to be Toji’s hoodie. It draped over you like a warm blanket.

You walked to your front door, opening it only slightly to talk to Oliver. “Oh my god, I know it’s really late but I was worried sick so I had to come see you. Are you okay?” He asked you in that concerned tone of his, eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you. “yeah, I’m fine. I’m sorry I snapped on you last time, that was uncalled for. I was just…stressed you know.” You apologized and reassured him.

He sighed in relief, “I’m just glad you’re okay. That creepster hasn’t come to bother you again has he?” He checked in. You chewed at your bottom lip as you contemplated your answer, “no, he hasn’t surprisingly.” You lied smoothly. Oliver raised a brow as he sensed something off about you, “…you do know I can always tell when you’re lying, right?” He stated.

“Did he hurt you? threaten you? what happened? you don’t need to cover for that asshole. He needs to pay for messing with you!” He expressed in deep concern. “Oliver! It is okay, nothing has happened and honestly you shouldn’t be involved. This is my problem and I’m dealing with it.” You tried to brush it off, you just didn’t want Oliver to get hurt due to your situation. “Dealing with it how?” He questioned you.

You opened your mouth to answer but got cut off by Toji butting in. “Y’all done talking about bullshit yet? I’m tryna sleep.” His agitated voice spoke from your bedroom. Oliver’s eyes widened, “He’s in your house?! What the fuck is going on?!” He exclaimed as he pushed the door open fully to see you. His jaw dropped seeing you dressed in Toji’s hoodie along with the fresh bruises and marks that covered your body. “You-…what did you do?” He asked in disbelief.

“Oliver..you should leave.” You told him as you look away from him, staring at the wall as shame filled you. “No! I’m not going, he needs to fucking go. That bastard ruined you!” He yelled as he grew angry with the situation. “I was already ruined! Just go! it’s for the best that you just go, I know you want answers but I don’t have them for you right now..please just go. I’ll tell you everything eventually, I promise.” You expressed genuinely as tears began to fill your eyes.

Oliver was speechless. “this was not how this was supposed to go…I-..I should’ve never let you lie to that officer.” He scoffed as he slowly eased his way out of your apartment. You didn’t have much more to say to him either at the moment, “bye oli..” you said softly before you closed the door on him. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you needed to release as you let everything settle in. “he’s really upset with me..” you frowned as you came back into your room to Toji.

“He’ll get over it.” He dismissed with a shrug as he pulled you into his arms. You still felt terrible about it since Oliver was your bestfriend but you hoped that you’d be able to make amends. You fell back asleep with Toji once you relaxed again but it seemed as if dreamland didn’t want you because you got woken up again but by something much worse.

Bright helicopter lights flowed through your window and police car lights emanated outside. “Come out with your hands up! You are under arrest!” an authoritative voice blared over a loud speaker, causing you and Toji to jump up. “shit!” Toji swore as he ran his fingers through his hair. “well bun, looks like I let my guard down for you a little too much.” He chuckled half heartedly.

He seemed so nonchalant about this predicament but you were panicked, screaming when a swat team broke down your front door and burst in. “shh, it’s okay, relax.” He comforted you as he held you and gently rubbed your back, you began to cry as you held onto him tightly. “Step away from the lady! We have a warrant for your arrest!” One officer shouted as they crowded into your bedroom with flashlights and guns pointed at the two of you.

Toji’s jaw ticked in annoyance, “You’re scaring her.” He stated as he held your shaking form tighter. As much as he loved seeing you terrified, he only enjoyed it when he was the cause of it. “Step away and put your hands up! Or we will be forced to use excessive force!” The officer demanded, ignoring Toji’s comment.

He sighed, “I gotta go bun..but I’ll be back to see you, I promise.” He whispered to you softly and placed a kiss on your temple before he let you go and surrendered himself to the police. You cried as you watched them handcuff Toji, you knew Oliver was the one who told them about Toji’s whereabouts. You never thought you’d cry and feel a little heartbroken over Toji being captured since he deserved it, but it stung your fragile heart.

“Don’t cry little mouse. Remember what I said?. You can’t escape me, I’ll always come find you. You’re mine forever.” He had that familiar sadistic grin of his on his face as he spoke, getting roughly pulled out by the swat team once he finished his last words. You’d hoped deep inside that those words rung true.

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If you do soft Yandere's i would like to request a soft Yandere Shigaraki/Tomura one shot thank you!

Soft yandere shigaraki x fem reader oneshot

A/N: this was gonna be next door neighbor with reader and tomura but it wouldn't make sense also idk if you wanted smut so I'm doing both sfw & nsfw x3 sorry if this took a while, it was sitting in my inbox for a while but I hope you enjoy this😊💕 DNI: minors & antis stay away from my blog, it's 18+ content!! ( I guess this is a small story kinda idk tbh. )

(The reader used she/her and have female genitalia in the NSFW.)

* Also shigaraki has a small dong in this one so if you don't want to read this one there are other fanfics where he has a big dick so let's have a body positivity to anyone who has small 🍆

Word count: 2,512

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Shigaraki being a villain can be tough but finding love was even tougher.

He's always felt insecure that no one will ever love a person like him, he lost that hope a few years ago, master always told him that finding love was pointless and it'll distracts his main goal to defeat hero society and become a king.

For the first time he doesn't know what he feels when you first come into his life. It's hard to explain this, shigaraki saw you at the arcade. You were the most bubbly loud energy and full of light.

Shigaraki was casually walking at the mall but hearing your sweet laughter as he looks towards the arcade, his eyes landing on you.

You were gorgeous, the curve of your body and adorable outfit does suit you and your bubbly personality.

When he's heading back to the bar, his mind is spinning and he gets frustrated by this.

He's complaining about this to kurogiri and he calmly explains to shigaraki that must be feeling love. Tomura paused for a second as he narrowed his eyes at him, it can't be love. He does feel some feelings towards you and he is immediately interested towards you.

But it's not love there is no way, master even told him love was pointless.

As shigaraki grabs his drinks looking at the glass and liquid inside, his group walk in from a hard mission as shigaraki too busy lost in thoughts, toga skip past him only to stop and smell him, it's was a long smell as he growls at her.

" piss off crazy!! Can't you see I'm busy. " she tilt her head as she sigh dreamy as she's sitting next to him.

" I know that smell anywhere, tomura-kun is in love~!! Who is your crush~ " toga coo at him, making everyone look at him and he starts to blush as he immediately gets up.

"none of your business!! Shut up and leave me alone~ " but she was right after all, she can smell it off of him like as if she was a bloodhound, she knew that feeling.

Tomura keeps going to that same arcade to see if you're here, he likes going there sometime but now these days he only in it and looking for you.

He saw you at your usual spot playing a racing game or getting stuff animals from the crawl machine.

Shigaraki wants to impress you so when you were having a difficult time getting this one stuffed animals that you really wanted, tomura doesn't think much as he walk towards you and light push you to the side at first you were gonna get pissed at him for doing that but you watch him with his skills like talent. You never seen this man and the way he held the controls as he planned it and somehow gets that stuffed animal for you.

The item comes down as tomura carefully gets it out and gives it towards you, you start to flustered as you smile softly.

" thank you so much~ " you bite your lips softly as you look into his red eyes.

" what's your name?? I'm Y/N it's nice to meet you~! " tomura was weak in the knee, he wanted to hear your voice every day. He started to feel shy as he lightly scratched his neck. " it's... shi- " he pauses for a moment, he doesn't want her or anyone to know that he's a villain and he doesn't want to cause a scene by this.

He frozen with his words as he coughs a bit." Sorry about that-... it's uhhh.. " he thinks of anything. " it's... tenko.. tenko shimura. " at least it's less recognizable than shigaraki since the news is talking about his group more.

She tilts her head as she smiles at him." Tenko? Such a pretty name!! " you hop up and down excited making tomura nervous a bit.

Everything is going great with the two of you.

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The days went on, his lust fill mind got stronger. Once you become his friend, he wants nothing more than to stick his cock inside of you but there is a small problem. He's very embarrassed by the size of his penis, he knows he's very insecure about himself but his size isn't the biggest like in porn videos that he would watch. Shigaraki hates how his masters tell him love is time wasting but he has his needs and he needs to break the rules whenever his crew talks about sex, he was curious what it is about.

His size when it's erect is about four inches, his hand covers his cock whole as he sighs sadly. He knows you'll never be satisfied with it.

He started to do some research on how to satisfy a woman and bring a woman to orgasm. This is ridiculous he thought, he should be making a move on you and not do this but he wants too, he wants satisfied you with everything and want you to himself.

He wants you to be his and nothing else. Shigaraki hope you don't care about size, he hope you have more time with him.

you are at the arcade, you see tenko in his same outfit as usual, your eyes brighten up as you bounce over to him, you give him a quick hug. Tenko freezes up but he nervously pulls you close, he gets used to you and your affection.

" heyyy.... Y/n I need to ask you something. " you tilt your head as you smile at him.

" of course tenten~! Tell me anything!! " your cute nickname to him makes his knees melt in seconds. He started to scratch his neck feeling nervous at the outcome of your reaction, he knew that he could not wait any longer as he pulled you back into his arms.

" will you be my girlfriend y/n!! " it was a bit fast and semi loud but you hear him loud and clear, you look up at him as you smile softly. You reach with your tippy toes as you give him a sweet kiss. He blink a few times fast as he begins to blush deep red.

"of course~!! " you smile warmly at him, he begins to give kisses back to you feeling like he completed a difficult level but now it's a new challenge taking the next step into a relationship.

*five months later*

Having you as his girlfriend was the best feeling he ever felt in his life, he has his moments of wanting to show you off but he gets extremely jealous whenever someone looks at you in the wrong way, he wants your full attention to him and wants you to be by his side 24/7.

When it comes to sex, it's mostly foreplay, he give you oral whenever you ask him but it's gets harder each time you try to grab him.

One day you gently rub his thigh with a concerned look. " baby what's wrong? Why won't you let me see you." Tomura feel embarrassed as he felt like it time tell you the truth.

" you won't laugh at me... you won't get mad and run off? " He tilts his head towards you as you give him your smile, his favorite thing to look at.

" tenten, I will never do that~." You put your head on his shoulder, you look into his crimson eyes as you gently caresses his face.

" I'm yours after all~. " you give him a sweet kiss on the cheek as he quickly gets up, he looks at you.

".... okay, there goes nothing. " Shigaraki sighs softly as you're sitting there looking so pretty as he pull his pants and boxer down fast.

There was a moment of silence waiting for your reaction.. he blinked a few times as he watched your face. It looks like the same, soft delicate features as you look up at him.

There was no laughter nor disgusted from you, you lick your lips as your eyes hungry looking at his crotch.

" you look.... so handsome tenten~. " you purr at him, pulling him close to you.

" y-you're not upset by it?!?? " shigaraki looks down at you as you shake your head.

" why would I be upset at you, you're perfect. " you gently rub his cock as you stare at him.

" I fell in love with you tenko and I love you and all your body equally. " you kiss his neck softly as you look into his eyes.

" is that why you didn't want to take the next step? Because of your dick? " you grab him tight making him shiver, melting into your soft hand.

He whines loudly as he nods his head in shame. " didn't want to embarrass you princess... " he whimper softly as you felt sadness in your heart, your lovely boyfriend been so sweet to you these past few months, he's the perfect boyfriend you ever ask for and he feels ashamed for having a small penis. You coo at him sweetly pulling him into a passionate kiss.

" tenko... " he looking into your lustful eye as you bite his lips softly.

" make love to me~ " no warning tomura gently push you down as he growls at you, he begins humping his half naked body on top of you as you moan his name.

Tomura can feel his erection getting hard by the seconds by your sweet voice and mewls.

He carefully pulls your clothes off but it's very clumsy as you giggle at him softly, you help him get out of his clothes too.

Tomura moves away as he looks at you sweetly.

" ride me baby doll~. " he sat on the sheet, pulling you onto his lap, you give him a soft kiss as your hand move between bodies as you grab his cock.

He whines into the kiss feeling your gentle hand wrap around his cock, he can feel his heart pounding fast as he start to sweat.

" are you nervous baby? " you whisper into his ear as he nods his head fast, you coo at him as you carass his scarred chest.

" awww don't be nervous with me tenko~ I'm here. " you grab his cock softly, stroking each time until you finally put the tip at your entrance.

You push downward feeling the gasp escape out of your mouth, he may be a few inches short but his girth on the other hand.. holy shit, it feels amazing.

You pull him closer, using your hand on his lean shoulders for support as you begin to bounce on him, your thighs and ass jiggle as you find a good rhythm, he begins to felt warmth in his heart and all over himself.

He felt satisfied with having you as his girlfriend and for the first time having sex, he can't get enough of it.

He carefully holds your hips with two fingers out away from your skin but it gets more heated and heavy.

The loud plaps coming out you whenever he gets balls deep, he rolls his eyes backwards and groans at the tight feeling of your cunt.

" shit I-.. " he doesn't finish his sentence as he releases his white thick cum inside of you as he aches his back.

He cries out your name, pulls you closer as he helps you bounce.

He put his head on your chest feeling ashamed as you comfort him.

" hey heyyy tenten, it's okay look at me. " he looks up with sadness as you rub his cheeks.

" I'm still here and you can do it again more often if you like, I'm not mad at you babe~.. your body was just reaching the climax. Does it feel good? " he smiles softly, you're definitely a keeper.

He pulls you closer as he begins to nip on your neck, pushing you down as he pulls your legs up.

" you're right... you're so right princess~. " he pulled out fully and slammed inside fast.

" we got many more levels to level up.. ahhh~ fuck your pussy feel good. " tomura begin to push your thighs downward as you roll your eyes back, your tongue begins to slide out as the drooling slide down your cheek and onto the pillow.

His thigh slapping against yours as the clapping increases in volume as you and him begin to make noise out loud.

The bed wouldn't stop shaking by shigaraki's thrusts and the way he makes you feel things, you crying out his name reaching your end fast.

Tomura can feel you cumming, your wall tightening up around his cock and he getting sloppy by the seconds but he is not stopping any time soon! He is determined to make you overstimulated and make you fully satisfied.

This is getting addicting tomura thought to himself, he can't get enough of you and your tight pussy.

He needs this more often and he'll gladly give you everything that you need from a man.

You are his and he is yours after all.

Tomura removes your legs so he can spread your thighs wide, seeing his cock sliding in and out of your wet sloppy pussy drive him crazy as he begins to cum inside your wall again.

You pant softly as tomura lean in to give you a passionate kiss, his fingers play with your soft locks as he intertwines with your fingers being careful to not put five fingers down on you.

" fuck-!! Let's level up together baby! We gotta get stronger and also... " he pushes his hips closer to yours as he rolls slowly making you squirm a bit.

" I can last longer to help you cum faster~" he removed his hand as he moved to your clit, giving it love and attention.

" I can give you everything that you want y/n just tell me please~ " he coo at you with hope in his eyes as you lean in to give him kisses.

" of course~!! Ahh keep going baby mhmm fuck it's feel good~.. " you throw your head back.

Shigaraki doesn't waste time as he begins to pound into you, your body moving with his fast heavy thrusts, your juicy liquid slide down your thighs as you begin your second orgasm.

Tomura loves it when you reach your orgasm, he feels pride in his chest, he makes his girlfriend cum more time by him and him only.

He sighs softly as he rocks his hips back and forth feeling his end is coming near.

He started to bite all over your bodies giving you hickeys and to remind everyone that you're his, don't worry you give him the same treatment as well.

On that night, you didn't get any sleep afterwards but you were fully satisfied that your boyfriend enjoyed his time with you.

The cuddles after a long love making was worth it and when you wake up by him nipping your neck early in the morning and humping from behind.

You know the day is gonna start off great, morning sex is the best.

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“𝐎𝐧𝐞, 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞.”

➙ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: geto x fem!reader

➙ 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: you are geto’s cute girlfriend, and therefore, he’ll do anything to make sure you get whatever you want, no matter what it is.

➙ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: sfw/fluff || geto threatens concession stand workers with curses.

➙ 𝐚/𝐧: this is so silly & cute to me!

➙ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

Geto was a different man. The cult leader’s outrageous beliefs and interesting habits were drastically different compared to his old personality — the personality belonging to the Geto you grew up with. The Geto you fell in love with.

Sometimes, you even found yourself wondering why you never failed to stand by his side. Perhaps, it was because some things about him stayed the same.

Such as the fact that he’d do anything for you.

Just like he did today.

You and Geto walked side by side through the big and exciting amusement park, the sunset resembling a beautiful work of art with the orange and pink colors it created across the sky. Funky music played gently in the background, drowned out only by the sound of chatter and excited screams from people riding on the nearby roller coasters you just hopped off yourself.

Suddenly, you caught a whiff of something sweet. The tantalizing aroma made you whip your head to the side, and there it was.

A funnel cake concession stand.

Although the smell nearly drove you crazy, you didn’t say a word, nor did you stop walking. You only stared at the swirly dessert, dusted with powdered sugar, being given to grinning customers in line.

Having one would have been the perfect way to end your day.

Perhaps, you would have hopped in line, but just as quickly as your excitement was ignited, it was extinguished, as the worker handing out the funnel cakes suddenly pulled out a “SOLD OUT” sign.

“See something you’d like?” Geto suddenly asked, catching your attention.

“Huh?” You mumbled, snapping out of your daze. “Oh, no. It’s nothing.”

Geto suddenly came to a halt.

“Why’d you stop? What’s wrong?” Coming to a stop yourself, you tried to tug on Geto’s hand, urging him to keep walking.

Instead, he looked around at the nearby concession stands and game booths, furrowing his brows as he tried to discover which one you were staring at.

The funnel cake one, of course. You adored sweets like that.

“You wanted a funnel cake, right?” Looking back at you, he blinked plainly.

“I did, but they’re sold out.” As you spoke, a frown appeared across your face, and that was enough to make Geto turn right around.

“Hey, what are you doing?” You paused, following him. “They don’t have any left.”

“Of course they do, love.” The dark-haired man flashed a smile of false innocence your way.

Before you could ask him what exactly he meant, he was already approaching the red and yellow stand, that fake smile of his never leaving his face. Not once.

“Excuse me,” he said kindly, grabbing the attention of a male who was chatting with his coworker, who had a funnel cake of her own.

“What is it? We’re closed,” the guy said, frowning at Geto with his thick, dark eyebrows.

“I see that, and I apologize,” Geto tilted his head a bit. “It’s just that my girlfriend would really like a funnel cake. Is it possible for you to make one more?”

The worker scoffed. After working for hours upon hours in the hot sun, surrounded by enough screaming to drive him wild, he was simply tired of being nice. “Buddy, the sign says that we’re sold out. Sold out means that we don’t have any left. Come back tomorrow, ‘kay?”

“Let’s go, Geto,” once again, you tried to tug on his hand, but he wouldn’t budge. He simply ignored you.

“I know you’re exhausted, sir, and you’re probably ready to go home and get some peace and quiet, but I know you aren’t sold out just yet. You pull the sign out once there is only enough batter to make about two or three more funnel cakes because you and your coworkers intend to eat the last of them yourselves.” Geto’s smile slowly grew wider. “I’m asking you kindly to give her one.”

The other worker — who ate her funnel cake silently as she observed the interaction — suddenly chuckled, nearly coughing up her funnel cake as she did so.

“Something funny?” Geto asked plainly.

“Well, yeah,” she smirked amusingly, trying to dust powdered sugar out of her blonde side ponytail, which coated her hair during her small laughing fit. “She’s not a child. I think she’ll be okay if she doesn’t get a damn funnel cake.”

“Yeah,” the male worker looked you up and down. “Grow up, alright? No means no, now get lost.”

That was when Geto sighed.

And you knew exactly what that sigh meant, which was why it absolutely didn’t surprise you when two monstrous curses appeared at Geto’s side. They went completely unseen by anyone who wasn’t you, Geto, and the two frightened workers.

“You pathetic non-sorcerers can only see curses when your life is in danger, and you’re about to die horrifically, so I’ve heard,” Geto spoke calmly. “Now, I will ask you one last time. Will you please make my girlfriend a funnel cake?”

“L-Lisa,” the male worker — whose legs trembled violently, along with his voice, — called out to his coworker. “Go turn the fucking fryer back on. Hurry up!”

The girl scurried off, dropping her own funnel cake in the process.

“Any…Any toppings?” The terrified man gulped. “We h-have strawberries, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, powdered sugar, cinnamon sugar, cara-”

Geto suddenly put his hand up, and the man instantly shut his mouth.

Looking down at you with a smile, Geto asked, “what toppings would you like, sweetheart?”

“Hm,” looking at the worker, you grinned politely. “I’ll take powdered sugar on the funnel cake itself, but can I get strawberries and chocolate syrup in a separate cup, please?”

Instantly, the sweaty man turned around and shouted, “she said she wants powdered sugar on the funnel cake, but the strawberries and chocolate syrup in a separate cup! You got that?! And don’t put them in a goddamn cup together, but two separate cups!”

The two curses hovered around you protectively. Soon enough, Lisa returned with a beautiful funnel cake, along with all of your desired toppings, prepared exactly how you wanted it. The man handed you plenty of napkins and a fork.

“Thank you,” you beamed. “It looks great!”

“Now,” smiling your way, Geto questioned you rather casually. “Would you like me to kill them for you?”

You glanced between the curses, the funnel cake, and the workers, who both looked like they would die from the horrific anticipation alone.

“No,” you said. “It’s fine. I’m not upset or anything.”

“Are you sure? I really don’t mind. I’d prefer to do it, in fact.”

“I’m very happy, Geto, so there’s no need. It looks amazing!”

“Alright,” Geto squeezed your hand for a moment, and his curses vanished, appearing to melt into the ground. Geto pulled out his wallet.

“And how much for the funnel cake?”

The man simply blinked with utter confusion.

“Well, I’m going to pay you, of course,” Geto spoke again, as if it was totally obvious that a man who was willing to introduce them to a terrorizing, premature death would be willing to pay for his meal.

“Ten…Ten dollars,” The worker nervously adjusted his hat.

Handing him the money, along with a tip, the two of you politely thanked the traumatized employees.

Geto grinned happily as he watched you take your first bite out of the messy, delicious funnel cake, and when you hummed and smiled, his heart melted.

“Wanna try some?” You broke off a piece, holding it up to Geto, who bit into it curiously.

“It’s delicious. Looks like they even made some fresh batter for you. How kind of them,” Geto said.

You playfully rolled your eyes. Placing his fingers underneath your chin, Geto gently turned your head towards him. He kissed your sweet lips and smiled softly at the taste of powdered sugar upon them.

Soon after you both pulled away, you and your lover continued to make your way through the bustling amusement park, and you devoured what was, perhaps, the best funnel cake you had ever tasted.

♡ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

♡ 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 & 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!

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Ten-chan is the worst! Ch1

Touya Todoroki is the most handsome and sweetest guy in the senior class of AU. Desperately searching for an elusive chance to meet the almighty Touya, you throw yourself in the deep end and join the gamers club. Little did you know that the greatest prize you'd find was an absolute devil in disguise. Tenko, a creature so fearsome, a cold and ruthless shadow of a being. A pure demon, who calls you dumb, he's always cranky, stiff, horny, and severe. You'd soon find he has his claws firmly in you, a simple mistake drops a secret right into Tenko's raunchy lap, a blackmail so deviant you would do anything for him to keep your secret. All you have to do is pretend to be Tenko's girlfriend. The more you play along the more you begin to wonder what is going on in Tenko's head? What forbidden secrets lurks in Tenko's heart of darkness?

Everyone depicted in sexual acts are 18+ If you are a Dabi simp you will not like him.

Warning: Dub/Con, Fluff and blackmail, Fingering, masturbation, cussing, alternate canon and universe

Tenko has his quirk, before his quirk awakening, so scar and short blue hair. Touya is still in contact with his family and not as physically damaged. Tenko, Touya, and Shuichi are in AU.

Even though this is a Y/N x reader....I do not use Y/N because it feels icky. Because of that your appearance and that of your family will be vague.

Chapter 1

"Oh, Touya," you panted under your blankets.

You daydreamed that you, the shy, overlooked wallflower, could somehow have the attention of the hottest, most incredible boy in school. His sweet charm and boy-next-door good looks had made him immensely popular, yet his kind and gentle nature made him loveable even to those less popular. Tenko, the Gamer's Club president, was one such outcast who was invited to join the innermost circle of Touya's friends even when no one else was paying attention.

Touya had joined the gaming club. To you, it felt like a fairy tale, a whispered hope in your heart that if only he knew of your admiration, he would sweep you off your feet and into his world of popularity. The chance of a lifetime felt just within your grasp and with bated breath when you heard the news. Shuichi was your home-room classmate, an introspective, quiet one, and a gaming club member. You had to take the plunge and speak with him. This could be your opportunity to finally make an impression on Touya.

You partnered with Shuichi during a lab project and chatted with him until you got invited to the club. Shuichi was very kind, and you hugged him before you realized it. Your heart raced as you and Shuichi embraced. The electric energy between you was palpable because you were thinking of Touya. You couldn't contain your shock when he leaned in close to tell you he'd introduce you at the club. Before you knew what was happening, you'd already said yes. His cheeks flushed red as he stepped back, and you had a feeling you'd just made a new friendship.

Shuichi's said that Tenko might look scary, but he was really a great guy when you got to know him. That didn't prepare you for the terror of seeing him in person. His severe facial features and gloves made you fearful of what monsters lurked beneath. But the eyes, that crimson red, truly struck at your heart. It was as if you were looking into the eyes of pure evil. They are surrounded by scratch's but it's the two deep gashes that draw your attention. One over his right eye and the on his lip. A mole on the other corner near his chin. A demon from the depths of a nightmare was staring right back at you. He tries to hide his gruesome face with his bluish hair, but you can feel his eyes. He looks familiar somehow, you don't know how or why. No one looks like this demon. Those awful rumors of his tantrums and his quirk did little to diminish the terror he created. Even so, Tenko remained surprisingly calm and went out of his way to ensure everyone was cared for in the gaming club.

"What games are you into?" Tenko graveled in almost a whisper, looking down instead of directly at you, like you're a bug he wants to avoid. You jumped in surprise at how deep his voice was and felt goosebumps.

"I haven't really played any," you replied nervously. Tenko's gaze darts up at you and pins you where you stand, his blood-red eyes narrowing in judgment. You feel the urgent need to flee until Touya's presence catches your attention. He's casually munching on chips and paging through his sports magazine. Your heart races all over again, the thrill of his nearness coursing through you like the taste of forbidden fruit. Tenko's eyes followed your gaze, and you panicked, immediately pulling them back to him.

"What do you know about games?" Tenko almost sneered.

"Almost nothing, But I want to learn. Shuichi made it sound like so much fun," you bashfully admit. Something in Tenko softened. The fiery light of irritation within Tenko's eyes flickered, lessening ever so slightly, a gentle ease spread from this subtle shift, relaxing the tension between you.

"Alright," Tenko sighed, obviously annoyed. Scratching his neck and looking away, "You're a girl. You might like something like Kitty boom bomb, Mario Kart, and then let's try a few RPGs later."

"What is an RPG?" You asked. Tenko's eyes widened, a wildfire of fury blazing in his irises. You cringed, feeling chills run through your body. Shuichi, however, found the situation hilarious and could barely contain his laughter as he gently pulled you away toward the safety of Mario's Kart. As the months flew by, you found yourself stealing more than glances at Touya. Every time you saw him, your heart would flutter, and you couldn't look away. Yearning for those moments, you'd snap a few photos to store away in your Touya collection, little treasures in your personal collection.

"You're a creep," Tenko stated flatly, out of nowhere. Your jaw dropped in shock at what a rude jerk he was being.

"I am not," you snarled at him.

"Then Why are you smiling like that at your phone? Are you looking at something nasty?" Tenko asked.

"No, you Hanzo-main!" You gritted at him and walked away, missing the proud smirk on Tenko's face. The gaming club teaches you all the jargon, and to your surprise, it's actually fun. Shuichi and Tenko take you under their pro-gamer wings. Even though Tenko still scares the crap out of you.

Touya is a model, everyone gets to see his face, but none got to see this side since you are one of two girls in the club. Never brave enough to talk to him, you enjoy just looking at him in these special moments. He must really like Tenko because he never played games. He just hung out and ate free snacks. He only noticed you when he complimented your cherry cupcakes, those few words spinning your world. You swooned. It sent your heart into a frenzy. A few days later, Tenko, Shuichi, and Touya are talking about their new apartment together.

"Hey you," Touya said. He had been looking in your direction, but you were none the wiser. Suddenly, he opened his mouth to speak, and his words were meant for you. You were startled, unable to comprehend the reality of the situation. He was actually talking to you. You mentally squeal in delight.

"Who me?" You asked nervously, pointing to yourself.

"Yeah, why don't you come and bring those cherry cupcakes?" Touya asked.

"Jeez, Dabi. I was going to invite her anyway," Shuichi said. Turning to your and whispering, "You don't need to bring anything if you don't want to."

"I am inviting the entire club," Tenko rasped, scratching his neck harder.

You were elated when Touya invited you to the party, directly. A smile spread across your face as you exclaimed, "It's not a big deal! I'm happy to do it! I'll make enough for everyone!" Tenko and Shuichi exchanged a knowing glance. But you are not paying attention. You'd have agreed to cut off your own hand to be at that party. After all, Touya wanted your cupcakes and invited you personally. You are going to make them with pure love.

Your mom helped you work tirelessly to craft six dozen cherry cupcakes, each one a feat of confectionary art. But you weren't content with perfection, your ambition was far more daring. After all, your mom told you the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. You set aside one cupcake, a special, unique work of heart-stopping craftsmanship. Baked with love, it was topped with a candy heart inscribed with your number and your name. A message just for Touya. With trembling fingers, you set this special cupcake aside in a box fit for a prince that said: for Touya.

You couldn't wait to see the delight on Touya's face when you presented the treat you had painstakingly prepared. As you pictured the surprise awaiting you, you tenderly set aside the cherry galette like an exquisite crown jewel. Fervently tapping out a message to Shuichi, you requested his help to carry these earthly delights. You were in a rush, racing against the clock to prepare everything for the guest's arrival. Your mom even helped make you an unbelievably cute new outfit, pink plaid, suited you. The place is huge and fancy, you twirled in delight, and Shuichi couldn't help but grin. Sparse furniture, though.

"I have something special for Touya," you said, setting three batches on the table.

"Why don't you put it in his room? He's not in right now, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind. It's at the top of the stairs to the right," Shuichi grunted, setting out the rest of the snacks. You know you shouldn't, but you could not resist seeing his room. Your heart is fluttering in your chest like a caged bird. Your hand trembles as you knock lightly before entering, and cautiously crack open the door to Touya's room.

"Touya?" You squeak. Immediately you are struck by how neat it is, except for the desk area, which has an amazing gaming setup. You didn't think Touya cared about games, but maybe he was more into online than the LAN or couch co-op that the club is into. Your curiosity piques, taking a timid step inside, and a thrill of surprise races through you as you dared a closer look.

You can't help but admire the setup, taking in every detail and feeling more than a little excited to explore all the possibilities. You wouldn't have guessed Touya was so into online gaming or into manga! He had so many romance novels your head swam. You know you shouldn't be here, but who could resist the opportunity to see Touya's secret gaming lair. Maybe he's not in the club just for free snacks?

You gingerly place the cupcake next to his bedside, the bows glitter glimmering under the nightstand lamp. His bed looks large and comfy. Like a magnet, his bed pulls you in closer. Its warmth envelops you, and you can't help but take a deep breath into its comfortable depths. You are hesitant until you realize your gesture may be rejected. What if he throws out your cupcake? What if he laughs and calls you a creep like Tenko? The thought makes you greedy for what little you can get. It wouldn't be so bad if you sniffed his scent. Just a little whiff and you'll leave you promise yourself. Hesitantly, you allow yourself to take in his scent. You succumb to the temptation, flopping on the bed instead of leaving. Embracing his pillow and imagine feeling his comforting embrace, you close your eyes, inhaling deeply.

You revel in its sweet aroma. So, this is what Touya smells like. Your heart quivered, and your senses tingled as you inhaled his scent. Your soul sings, he has a sweet, musty plum rain lingering on your tongue smell. Your mind raced, and your heart pounded harder as your middle was heated with lust. A thrill shot through you as your body stirred with unbidden desire. With a squeeze of his pillow, a thought crept through your mind, daring you to act on your impulses. Quickly, you reached for your phone to gazed upon Touya's face.

Your breath hitches as your fingers slowly slide down your body, the sensation stirring a heady anticipation. As they caress your thighs, your mind revels in the thought of what the man you love, Touya, how you imagine what he would do if he were here. With a tantalizing caress, you lift your skirt, feeling the forbidden pleasure of your exposed skin as your fingers lightly tickle along your panty line. All too soon, they slip past, exploring the hidden heat of your desire to play with your clit. Your breathing grew ragged and labored as you felt electricity surge through your body, your clit becoming more and more sensitive with every movement of your fingers.

Shocks of pleasure ran down your spine like wildfire, urging your mind and body to succumb to the desires you had desperately tried to suppress. What if he caught you? You imagine him ravishing you. The heat of your arousal intensifies as your being becomes overwhelmed by your lustful thoughts. Looking around the room, you could feel your desire intensify, fueled by your own vulnerability of being caught by Touya. Closing your eyes, you delighted in the bliss that washed over you as wave after wave of tingles consumed you. You never felt more alive. You are so caught up in your lust that you don't hear the shower shut off or the bathroom door opening.

"What the fuck?" Tenko graveled.

You bolted upright to see Tenko standing there, enraged, his slim frame rigid and looming, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. You are so shocked and surprised your scream caught in your throat. His eyes flashed wildly, trying to make sense of what confronted him, your glistening fingers, disheveled hair and clothes, flushed skin, dilated pupils, and the phone clasped in your fist.

His jaw drops at the same time as his towel. This time you shrieked in shock, barely registering as you dropped your phone and tried to cover your eyes. He clamps that terrifying hand over your mouth with no glove on, making you shriek louder around his hand. You could have killed me you jerk! You try to yell at him.

"Be quiet, or Shuichi will hear," he hissed. In an act so naughty, you are plunged into deeper shock, he grabbed your hand and licked the fingers covered in your juices clean. His mouth was so warm and soft you melted at little, briefly overriding your shame and disgust.

"Hey, Ten? Did you hear something?" Shuichi said on cue. Tenko pulled your finger from his mouth with a pop.

"Playing a with that new girl. I'm just showing her that new horror RPG. We'll be down after this level," Tenko shouted.

"Don't make me do all of this alone!" Shuichi yelled back. You felt a wave of relief. You don't want others to know about this. You expected Tenko to stop and admonish you. What he did instead was something that left you so flustered you could barely breathe.

He ran his fingers through your hair and tucked a stray strand behind your ear. He flashed a smile as he gently caressed your neck and face. His touch sent shockwaves down your spine. His smile almost made him look handsome. You felt the heat rushing to your cheeks, and all you could do was blush deeply. His gentle chuckle further surprised you.

"Sorry. He has a little crush on you, and I didn't want to hurt his feelings," Tenko said. He tenderly brushed his thumb across your trembling bottom lip. His gaze pinning you, your heart leapt into overdrive, knowing he was there to protect Shuichi. Men who value true friendship are meant to be leaders and that turned you on more, "Speaking of. I thought you had a thing for him?"

"What?" you gasped in surprise, "No. We're just friends." Before you can say anything else, Tenko is on you, pinning you down in your first kiss, your lips meet tenderly at first. You could feel the heat of his kiss grow as his lips moved against yours with surprising confidence. They are soft with a light scrap of cracked skin.

The sensations sent shivers through your veins were like nothing you had ever felt. He took his time exploring your mouth with his tongue, tasting your desire, and sending you soaring. This was your first kiss, and it was from someone you never expected. Tenko was leaving you breathless. He pulled away and grinned.

"Good. You are so fucking cute. I wanted you the moment I saw you. You taste sweet, by the way," Tenko breathed. He locked his lips back on yours before you could think or answer. You are whimpering in his mouth as you feel his hands start to move. He trailed a finger down your body, teasing your skin before opening your blouse, jerking up your bra, freeing your breasts, and stroking over your tender flesh.

"Mur mands," you yelped in fear into his mouth. Tenko didn't understand you, or he mistook your reactions for arousal instead of fear. Because he pulled away, kissing your neck and trailing down your chest, softly he cupped your breasts before taking a nipple in his mouth, licking and teasing it with the gentle pressure of his velvety tongue. Making you moan before you can stop him.

"H-hey," you squealed. Tenko pinched and tweaked your nipple between his thumb and finger, rolling and pulling them harshly with those deathly hands. Gasping in pleasure, he took it as a sign to explore further. His hand moved to your other breast as his mouth left a trail of kisses down your chest, sending shivers through your body. He looked up at you with his crimson eyes, mischief dancing there as he sucked your nipple into his mouth, playing with it with his tongue and using his teeth. Your sharp intake of breath was your only response, and when he released your nipple, you felt an even stronger wave of desire and need. You wanted him to keep going, and you felt dizzy.

Tenko's hand moved to your other breast, massaging it firmly as his thumb gently rolled around your nipple. You moaned, your desire intensifying by the second, and he pulled you close with one arm around your waist. He was pressing you to his nude, warm, hard body. A soft murmur of satisfaction as he swirled his tongue on your tender flesh that pebbled under his attention, and the appreciation only excited you further. He gave you a lustful grin before lowering his lips to your nipple once again. Soon your breasts were alive with pleasure as Tenko teased and tantalized your nipples with masterful skill. Popping them out of his mouth before he held your head next to his face. His hot breath is fanning over the cup of your ear.

"Your body is so sensitive. Let me help you finish what you started," Tenko whispered. He stroked a finger over your panties between your sensitive lips and hard clit. You squeal again, "So wet for me."

You felt your body tense up as Tenko's fingers moved closer and closer to your most intimate area. Your breath quickened as he fondled your breast, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. Tenko's fingers finally brushed against your core over your panties, and you gasped, your legs instinctively trying to close shut to protect yourself. But it was too late. Tenko had already trapped you in his grip, picking you up and spreading you across his lap, your legs opened wide across his knees while your back was pressed firmly against his muscled chest. You could feel his strength and power radiating through his body, and you were too weak to stop it. Something massive, hot, and hard pressed against your ass and spine.

Your mind was awhirl with a combination of fear and pleasure, and you could feel yourself slowly succumbing to him, despite yourself. You can feel him so vividly as his fingers work their way toward your pussy, while his other hand caresses your breast, pinching your nipple until it peaks. You wanted to push him away, but simultaneously, you wanted to stay and experience everything he gave you. You were paralyzed with a mixture of emotions, unable to move or speak. Your body feels weak and shaky. You're not sure if it was from almost cumming from a kiss and nipple play, or the intense spike of adrenaline that plummeted when you discovered Tenko would not kill you. You felt like a such a timid dumb virgin and you needed to stop this misunderstanding, right now.

"Sto-," you are crying when a knock comes on the door, and Touya's voice filters in. This time you welcome Tenko's hand over your mouth. The thought of him seeing you with Tenko is mortifying. Tenko stiffened, his reaction different than with Shuichi. He seemed angry again and that shut you up more than anything.

"What?" Tenko growled at the door. His fingers gently slip beneath your waistband of your panties, exploring a space you have never ventured into. You mumble for him not to around his hand, four fingers dug into your cheek you doubt he could understand anything but moans, it's too late. You gasp in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he penetrates your virgin hole. Nothing has ever been in there before and you almost cry out when his fingers go deeper, the sensations coursing through your body. Your voice muffled as your body shuddered.

"Why is your door locked?" Touya asked, still on the other side.

"Because I want privacy!" Tenko shouted. He was exploring you with a hunger that made your heart race. He kissed your neck and nipped at your ear, sending shivers of bliss and pain through you as his finger plunged in and out. You couldn't help but moan as all the sensations combined to make you tremble against him. "You are so tight, but sucking me in. Are you a virgin?" He teased you. Yes! You mentally scream

"Whatever, I was wondering if you-," Touya said conversationally, with Tenko responding like nothing was happening, the conversation fading as every part of you being is focused on what Tenko is doing. Ultimately, you found yourself surrendering to him, your body trembling with tension. All you could do was sit there and let him take control of your pleasure. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to be taken away to a place of satisfaction and ecstasy.

"This is your sweet spot. You're clenching down on me, getting wetter and gushing. You're about to cum," Tenko chuckled, adding another digit, and you could feel the light scrape of his nails deep inside you. No, no, no, your mind screamed. You don't want this. Not with Tenko, but it felt so good. So good you couldn't help but moan. The rough pads of his slender fingers dug deep. You leaned back against Tenko, your body trembling in sensuality as the waves of bliss crashed over you. You could feel your heart racing as your breath caught in your throat, as you pussy sucked on his digits, greedy for more. Drooling against Tenko's hand as your hot pants meet his palm.

"Go ahead and cum," Tenko whispered.

"Alright, I'll get your half of the yen later," Touya's retreating form said.

You gasped as your orgasm hit, its intensity sending your body quivering in an all-encompassing wave of ecstasy. Every muscle tensed as you clung to the sound of Touya's voice, feeling the intensity build until it finally burst, sending ripples of delight cascading through your body. You let out a deep moan of ecstasy. Your eyes squeezed shut as you reveled in the bliss that seemed to go on forever. When it finally subsided, you opened your eyes, feeling relaxed and content. That was more intense than when you touch yourself.

"Damn. You made a puddle. I bet I can get you to squirt," Tenko beamed. You jerk from him in a sudden wave of boiling rage and shame.

"You are unbelievable!" You raged. Touya was supposed you be your first, and this creep took that dream from you. Tenko's face twists into confusion until his eyes land on the box.

He picked it up while you struggled to get your bra back on. He looked at the: For Touya and decayed it with mounting rage. Then he bent down, picked up your phone, and saw who you were looking at while you touched yourself on his bed. It dawned on him when you gasped and flung yourself at him to snatch your phone back.

"Give me that. It's mine," you wailed. Trembling on the verge of tears, you tried to stay still as you watched Tenko's face twist into deranged laughter. He held your phone in one hand and a cupcake for Touya in the other, like he was taunting you. You felt more terrified than ever before.

You wanted to slide away from his menacingly cackling face, but you couldn't. Tenko could ruin you if he told Touya. Tenko was your only way back to the safety of Touya and your phone. He shoved the phone in your face as if proving to you just how much power he had. You felt the ever-increasing pressure build up within, threatening to bring you to the brink of emotional collapse. You were helpless, hopeless, and at Tenko's mercy.

"You're a creepy little stalker fangirl," he giggled and accused, "You've been secretly taking pictures of him. You came here to masturbate to Touya. That's extra creepy. He wouldn't like this at all."

"I did not. Shuichi said Touya's bedroom was on the right. I just wanted to give him a gift," you sniveled. Tenko laughed again, mocking you and making you feel so stupid.

"Was his back turned to you?" Tenko asked. It dawned on you too late. Tenko laughed again, continuing to mock you. Every word making you feel dumber. Tenko's obnoxious laughter echoed in the room as you fumed with rage. You shook with anger before finally losing your grip and tears streaming down your cheeks. Acting on instinct, you lashed out, slapping him across his smug face.

"I am a virgin!" You cried as you snatched up your phone and ran out of his room, leaving him stunned.

"Hey! Wait!" Tenko yelled after.

You stumble headlong into Touya, bouncing off him and tumbling to the ground with a loud thump. Scrambling for an explanation, you're speechless as embarrassment floods your cheeks.

Shuichi was right behind him at the bottom of the stairs. You can't deny the truth—they both caught you coming out of Tenko's bedroom, disheveled and sweaty. As you wrestle for something to say, you can feel your heart sink, knocked off balance by shock and humiliation.

"Whoa! Are you ok?" Touya reached out, offering his hand to help you up from the ground. It felt like life raft and a sea of troubles. His firm grip easily lifts you, "Oh hey, it's cupcake girl. What's wrong, darling?"

You feel abruptly yanked away and firmly pulled back into Tenko's tight embrace. He stands behind you gloriously in the nude and unashamed, devouring the cupcake you made for Touya, like an asshole.

"She is my girlfriend, and we're having a bit of a lover's quarrel," he informs Touya possessively, with a piercingly cold glare. Then, as if to tease you further, he licks the candy heart to the tip of his tongue and, with a crooked smirk, swallows it down. The words 'be mine' glistening on it stab you in the heart. You feel a wave of humiliation and agony sweep over you so intensely that you wish the ground beneath you would open and swallow you down. But Touya stands there, his lips twisted in a knowing smirk.

"You idiots. We have guests waiting for us downstairs," Touya gestured at the mass of people gathering to see what the fuss is about, "Kiss and makeup already. It shouldn't be that hard with such a cutie."

You stumble past Touya and Shuichi, through the crowd, frantically trying to hide your face as tears stream down your cheeks. Touya had called you darling and cute. He helped you up and expressed tender concern, and your heart leapt to hear such sweetness on what could only be described as the darkest day of your life.

It only brought you fresh anguish and made you ache for what could have been.Tenko stole my first kiss with Touya, repeated in your head as you ran from everyone's stares. You stumble blindly, desperate to escape, aching at the thought of more humiliation in the face of those who had seen you at the party. Your broken sniffles and heaving chest are the only noise you hear until you finally reach the safety of home.

Back at the party, "What just happened? I hope she's not sick," was murmured through the crowd.

"What the fuck was that about?" Shuichi barked.

"Sorry. We were fooling around, and I jizzed all over her dress. I know you were into her, Shuichi, but she confessed, and it just happened," Tenko says, scratching his neck. Touya laughed out loud, and that kid everyone calls Hawks gave Tenko a thumbs up and yelled nice dick. Now all the girls were stealing glances until Touya blocked their view. Tenko did have a big one, and the rest of these girls didn't need to compare.

"What?" Shuichi asked, surprised. His face twisted in anger for another reason, "Never mind, I guessed as much. First, get on some pants. Second, apologize to her. Because before she was a dating interest, she was my friend, and I like gaming with her. She better not quit the gaming club because of your fuck up. Third, see that cute rabbit girl down there. I was about ready to close the deal with her, but she's friends with our girl. In fact, our girl isn't popular, but she's well known, and her main group of friends is all heteromorph girls. I promise it will trickle down to all the girls and land on top of us. If you ever want to date again, grovel, grovel like you never have before," Shuichi lectured.

"If you want, I can apologize for you," Touya leered.

"Stay the fuck away from her, Touya. I will handle it, Shuichi." With that, Tenko retreated into his room. Finishing the cupcake. He hated overly sweet things. He hated most things. But you cumming on his fingers was the best. He combined the frosting with your juices and licked his fingers clean.

Tenko was a jerk. You had just experienced the most intense orgasm of your life, and all you could do was think about it and know it wasn't with Touya. You can feel the heat rising at your core as you remember Tenko's rough touch. You can still feel it, and your cunt throbs. You hadn't wanted to revel in the afterglow, but here you are, crushed with disappointment from where it came from.

You cleaned yourself up and went downstairs to the sound of your mom entertaining someone. Someone with a deep gravelly voice, you are instantly irritated when you recognize it.

"What is he doing here?" You growl. You are shocked at how cool he looks in his street clothes. Tenko stood and bowed deeply.

"I came to apologize. Please forgive my behavior. I humbly ask you not to quit the gamer's club," Tenko said.

"I'll think about it," you reply with a huff. He's so stiff and formal. This is nothing like he was an hour ago.

"That is fair. If you come to the next meeting, I will have something special for you. I'll take my leave," Tenko said.

"Stay for dinner," Mom offered. If that wasn't bad enough, Tenko declared with a sly smile that he would be, "More than happy to." A statement that would only further fuel the despair that already hung in the air. Why was he doing this? He is missing his party. He acted like a charming guy with manners that had your mom wrapped around his deadly pinky. You roll your eyes through most of the meal because you know the truth. After dinner, your mom told you,...no, ordered you, to walk him to the bus stop.

"How could you say we were dating? You are such an asshole," you pouted. He smirked at you.

"You wanted me to tell the truth? Besides, you like him, right? If you pretend to be my girlfriend, you can come over whenever you want and save face at the gamers club," Tenko reasoned, walking away. You grabbed the corner of his hoodie, because it didn't take you long to decide.

"Ok. I'll pretend to be your girlfriend," You say reluctantly. That took Tenko aback. He clearly didn't think you would take such a offer.

"You really like that guy that much," Tenko sneered.

You nod yes, "Well you're right. It's better to lie than let everyone know the truth and I get to still see Touya."

Before you know it, he pulls you to him, lips on yours in a passionate kiss. He could feel your body mold against his, your curves giving him comfort and security. His heartbeat drummed out of control, and you could feel it pound against your chest as the warmth of your breath washed over him. The passion coursing through him was like an unstoppable river. It left him unwilling and unable to let you back away as you weakly struggled.

He gripped you tight as he parted his lips to gasp for air. His lips brushed against yours softly. The cracked skin magnified the sensations a thousand times. Suddenly the kiss deepened as his passionate desire took over. His arms encircled your waist, drawing you closer to him as his tongue sought out yours and explored.

The kiss was fiery and full of longing and love. When it finally ended, he gently brushed his lips across yours one last time before resting his forehead against yours with a heavy sigh. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment and the intense emotion. You had to brace yourself against him because he left your knees weak and shaky. He sucked the air from your lungs with how good that was. When you manage to collect yourself, you weakly shove him away.

"What was that?" You shriek.

"You're my girlfriend. If we are going to do this, then we need to make it look real. It's my reputation on the line too. By the way, I don't mind that pretty expression," Tenko rasped. Ready to pull you back for more when you escaped his grasp and turned on your heels to march home. You pause to ask him one last question.

"What if I didn't agree to this insane plan?"

"I would have told Touya you are a stalker and have photos of him. I still might tell him if you don't make it convincing," Tenko smiled as he boarded the bus. He blew you a kiss, and you flipped him off. Tenko was really the worst. That kiss he gave you blew all the others out of the water. You touched your lips and felt your cheeks burn. On your walk back, you began to plot.

The next day of school Tenko was there waiting for you at the gate, firmly gripping your hand, carrying your bag, and parading you around. It was awkward, but there was no backing out now. You had made a deal with Tenko. If you failed to make this farce look believable, he would tell Touya.

That was enough of a motivator for you to keep going with this scheme. That's ok. It's all a part of your plan now. Tenko wants a girlfriend. You'll give him a girlfriend. This will highlight what a wonderful girlfriend you will be for Touya.You made Tenko lunch and bought his favorite drinks, like a damn maid cafe.

"This is good," Tenko said. His minor praise gave you hope. You also steeled yourself and asked for your quid of the quid pro quo of your bargain.

"Can I come over today?" You asked Tenko nervously. He stared at you for a long moment.

"Remember, you have to pretend to be there for me—your boyfriend. Me," he hissed.

"Not a problem Ten-chan," you grinned mischievously. He narrowed his eyes but agreed to it. You skipped off in glee. That's what your girlfriends saw, and they think you have lost your mind. Poor Yuki shook you by your shoulders and screamed in your face. The air became tense as Yuki's voice reverberated throughout the room.

"What secrets is this man holding over you? The way you suddenly left last night speaks volumes, so you'd better tell us what you know. You can tell us, and then we will kill him!" The other girls nodded in agreement, their expressions dark and murderous. They know you too well.

"It's not like that. Tenko can be very kind," you said, remembering his kiss and feeling your cheeks heat up. The girls exchange a look, "I'm serious. Come to the gamers club with me and meet him. Plus, there are plenty of cute guys. Touya Todoroki is there."

Tenko looked around the room, eyeing the girls with their crossed arms and murderous glares. He took a deep breath, ready to recite his spiel on gaming options in his typically hostile and stiff way, but then he felt a gentle nudge beside him. He looked to his side and saw Shuichi, a look of assurance in his eyes. Relief washed over Tenko when Shuichi saved him.

"Ten-chan," You beam. Knowing full well Chan is cute but meant for girls, and if you know English, his name sounds like 'tension.' It's clever, and you want to get a rise out of him, "I want to challenge you to some Mario Kart." The look he gave you was withering. But he took your hand and kissed it.

"I could never deny you anything," Tenko said with a smile, his presence radiating such charm that it elicited a chorus of 'awws' from the ladies watching, effortlessly leading the way to the console like prince charming. That made your blood boil. You scowled. Ok. You deserved that. Both of you seem to be laying it on thick today.

You were both overly affectionate, but this was getting uncomfortable, especially with your girlfriends in the room. You're worried your girlfriends might like Tenko too much and whine when you 'break up' with him. You're going to have to push him. Tenko was always so serious about his games and could get very ugly. You take a deep breath, preparing yourself for a confrontation, this will break him, you think. Since he is so concerned about his reputation, you are going to make him work to keep it.

The game starts, and everyone gathers to watch you play with the gaming champion. Tenko is the president of the gaming club for a reason. You chose princess peach, and Tenko was Mario. The crowd went wild as the countdown hit zero. After several rounds he was scratching at himself in annoyance.

Both of you are squaring off in the Mario Kart tournament's final race. Tenko took a deep breath as he prepared himself for battle. He knew that the slightest mistake could cost him the race or the tournament.

"Looking nervous there," You mocked Tenko. You had already demonstrated you're driving prowess throughout the tournament. All those games with Shuichi was paying off. Tenko barely maintained his composure and kept his eyes on the track ahead. Suddenly, the announcer's words, "Ready? Go!" erupted. Mario and Peach both stepped on the accelerators of their karts, and they were off.

Both raced around the track, dodging obstacles and trading positions. Mario was in the lead as they made their way through Rainbow Road. But at the last corner, Peach shrieked ahead, pushing Mario wide and pressing your advantage. Tenko growled, close to losing his cool. He didn't give up, though.

"I hope you won't cry when I beat you," Tenko hissed. He pushed on, determined to beat you. What you did not expect was your competitive nature rearing its head. He managed to stay close until the last lap when Peach made a risky move around Mario and snuck ahead.

"Not on your life, neet!" You shouted. Biting your lip, grip sweating on the controller in total concentration. Tenko knew them that he had no chance of catching you. He simply had to keep his distance and hope you made a mistake somewhere. But you didn't make a single error and crossed the finish line victorious. The whole room cheered.

You jumped up and did a happy dance of triumph when you suddenly noticed Tenko was looming. Not only did you embarrass yourself with a dumb dance in front of all your friend and Touya, but you called him Neet. Your knees suddenly felt wobbly and you nearly peed yourself when he leaned down with his severe expression.

"Good game. You deserve a reward," Tenko gently leaned in and planted a kiss on your forehead, sending a spark of electricity down your spine. You blushed a deep crimson as he pulled away with a smirk, causing the room around you to erupt in admiration of 'awws's and 'how cute's. He promised he'd return with your favorite drink, leaving you with your cheeks still burning and an embarrassed smile of pride on your lips.

"I am happy you learned something and gave it your all," He said over his shoulder. That seemed sincere and your heart swelled a little in pride.

"I get this round," Touya announced, tossing his magazine aside and striding over. Everyone was departing to show the girls different games since you made it seem fun and to flirt, of course. You are so nervous and fidgety. You are playing so sloppy. Touya is worse. You're still determining if he lost on purpose or if he was terrible at gaming. He smiled at you when he lost, and your heart nearly stopped.

"I lost. I have to reward you, too," Touya said, leaning in.

"Whaaa," you are asking, dumbfounded, when Shuichi swoops in between you.

"I play winner," Shuichi said.

"What do you think you are doing?" Tenko hissed at Touya. Tenko was looming again as if he appeared out of thin air.

"I'm just giving her this," Touya said, handing you a heart lollipop. Your hand trembles when you reach for it. You don't know what to think when Tenko snatches it and shoves it in your pocket while he pulls you away.

"Thanks!" You shout behind you. In the hallway, you yank your arm back.

"What is your problem?" You hiss. He deliberates, biting his lip as his nails rake obsessively over his neck. Trying to decide how to respond, he takes deep breaths to keep from snapping. It's infuriating. He always takes the time to weigh up his options before he answers. He is always calculating, and it's one of the things that makes you nervous about him.

"You are supposed to make it look like you are there for me, not for him, remember? Do you want him to find out you're a stalker?" Tenko snarled. When you flinched from his voice, he softened his tone, "You made it sounds like you had something special in mind this afternoon. I want to catch the earlier bus, and I wanted to give this to you away from their eyes," he rasped. He pulled out a small square velvet box, "Here, I told you I would give you a gift if you came."

You open the luxurious crushed velvet box and find an exquisite comb delicately crafted from solid gold, delicately carved in the shape of your favorite flower and in the color of your dreams. It was too extravagant to keep, but it sent your heart into a flurry of emotion. It wasn't just its splendor that moved you. It was the thought and care behind it.

Tenko had found something that was truly unique to you and your interests, something he had taken the time to think about and select for you. You could feel the love he had put into it, and you couldn't bear to reject it immediately. Suddenly, you saw Tenko in a new light. He was blushing, hiding behind his hair, and not even looking at you. He's adorable, you thought for the first time.

"Thank you," you say. As you looked up into his crimson eyes, gratitude overflowing from your own, you couldn't help yourself and leaned in, pressing your lips to the soft skin of Tenko's neck. His cheeks were deep red, and he mumbled something about you being an idiot, but you just smiled, reaching for his hand.

"You are absolutely right. Let's get home," you said softly, your fingers intertwined in his as you were ushered away. Playing along, even if it is making your heart heavy, you have a plan, and you want him to be in a good mood when you tell him.

You can tell Tenko is finding it hard to relax as you gently file the edges of his nails. Every few seconds, he anxiously says to be careful. Trusting you with such a delicate task has allowed you to take a moment to connect, feeling a little bit closer to elusive creature that is Tenko. This will be the perfect time.

"I don't want to decay you. Careful!" He hissed as you rotated his pinky. It was the last nail while the other hand soaked.

"You needed this, though. Your nails are all jagged and cracked. They hurt me last time," you blush. Tenko leered. You held up two nail polishes.

"Clear or matte black?!" You demand, unable to contain your excitement. He grunts in response, trying desperately to scratch at his neck. He gives up, not able to tear his skin like usual. You take his hand eagerly and start painting his nails black, talking non-stop about your plans, attempting to casually slip in your goals with Touya. "This black will look cool. I was thinking we should break up in two months. Right when summer vacation starts."

"What?" he hissed, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"W-w-well, we are just pretending. We should set a time limit for how long you will blackmail me. Normally when a person pays the blackmailer, they stop blackmailing," you dared. You glanced up to catch his reaction, and it was dark and brooding. You are about to drop it when Tenko softens slightly.

"What do you like about him?" He rasped.

"What?"

"Is it just about looks?"

"He's super nice. He does a lot of charity work. We have the same likes and dislikes," you prattle.

"Oh? How do you know? How do you know you have the same likes and dislikes?" He asked. A part of you did not like wherever this questioning is going.

"I've read all the material on him, and I see how he is at school," you are saying when Tenko bursts out laughing.

"You are shallow! The worst stalker. The dumbest stalker!" he laughed. You slam the brush into the nail polish and grit your teeth in suppressed rage.

"What is your quirk?" he asked.

"What?" You asked indignantly. It was so random it was infuriating. He does this in purpose to throw you off.

"As I thought. You don't know shit," Tenko laughed.

"What is wrong with you? You don't need to know about my quirk. A person is more than their quirk. I am smart enough to play to my strengths and take the easy way. That's why I'm in the business course. Leave the heavy lifting to the heroes. Touya is handsome and kind and said the same thing about quirks in a teen magazine. He's a good person and not a pervert, like someone I know," you said with a pointed look. Tenko shook his head.

"Alright, until summer. You have to be my girlfriend like how you have been. Sounds reasonable to me. I'll even help you. If you let me sit between your legs, we'll watch one of Touya's favorite movies. That way, you can get to know the real Touya," Tenko sneered.

You did not like that expression, sensing a trap somewhere in his words. But you have a burning need to hear any and all information about Touya. You agreed eagerly, sitting on the end of Tenko's bed, legs dangling as Tenko sat between your legs on the floor, arms on thighs to let his nails air dry.

"Help me out. I'll tell you the password, and then you select whatever's on top," Tenko instructed.

"Wait. His password. That's invading his privacy," you hesitated.

"Says the stalker who you masturbated on his bed."

"It was your bed," you said, flustered.

"You thought it was his. It's Endeavorsux, all one word and an x instead of a cks. I wouldn't have the passcode if Touya didn't want to share."

"When are you going to stop throwing at in my face," you whined, typing in the passcode.

You objected, and Tenko was right, if Touya didn't want to share he wouldn't have loaned out his passcode. The first thing on the files list was Milo and Otis. You have never heard of it, but my god, was it wholesome and cute. Ten minutes in, you are overwhelmed by an urge to run your fingers through Tenko's voluminous and oh-so-fluffy hair. A sight is so beautiful it warrants an encore and it's right between your legs. Tenko's hair is a sight that must be seen and touched to be truly appreciated!

Tenko's body tensed as your hands grazed his hair. His eyes shot open in surprise, you jerked your hands away, and before you had a chance to apologize, his grip encircled your wrist and urged you back to his locks. You felt a wave of heat pass between you as you reveled in the sensation of his hair beneath your fingertips.

Slowly, his eyes closed, and a low moan escaped his lips. Time seemed to stand still as you tenderly ran your fingers through his hair. Your fingertips tingle his scalp as you gently comb your fingers through. The feeling was electric, and you were certain you felt your heart skip a beat. He is beautiful, you thought as you marveled at the warmth of this tender connection.

You are enjoying this moment until you hear the wet smacks of flesh. A moan of lewd women who begged to be fucked harder.Your hands shot up to your face in pure shock. Tenko is laughing his ass off as if it is the most hilarious thing ever.

"Who fucks you better?" A familiar smokey voice asked the girl.

Your fingers tremble as you timidly peek through and are shocked again to be hit with the devastating sight of Touya pounding a gorgeous woman. Her beauty is so captivating that it sets a pit of sadness in your stomach that you could never compare. Touya shows signs of burns on his arms and legs, which you never noticed, and you wonder if that is the connection between them, a connection fueled by physical suffering. Your vision blurs as tears form in your eyes. Why couldn't she be you? Why is she so beautiful and passionate while you are still a virgin? Tenko stops laughing as he sees your face twist into utter horror.

"Touya label's his porn with movies his brothers would never want to watch. Half an hour into all of these is porn. Baby, why are you so sad? Did you just realize your saint Touya is a whore?" He said with false sympathy.

"She's just so pretty and lustful," you whimper. Tenko's eyes narrow, and he turns, rising and pressing down on you with his overbearing presence.

"You really are so naïve," he softens when he sees you trembling pitifully under him. He grins and leans beside your ear, "I could feel your pussy getting hot between my shoulders. You are a lustful little slut. You have no idea how much you are his type. But you are mine until summer. Touya has to be home by now. Right on the other side of this wall." Tenko touched the wall with four fingers, and it felt forbidden. You are getting heated listening to Touya enjoy himself in the movie.

"That's a pretty sight," Tenko pants. Grabbing your wrists and guiding you to your wet panties, "I want to watch. Why don't you practice being a little slut. My nails are still drying. Let's give Touya something to burst in on. Let him hear that voice."

"W-w-with you watching?' you squeaked.

"Touya likes passion. Be passionate," he hissed. Tenko slowly pulled your panties off, and you let him. Tenko is watching every single movement. The air in the room buzzed with electricity as he watched. His eyes felt like they were searing into you, and he guided your fingers to spread yourself open for him.

"Like a beautiful flower. A blossoming flower, only I have seen" Tenko breathed. His hot breath is fanning over your sex, making you shiver. You closed your eyes and lips parted, breathing heavily as your fingers danced across your body. You took your time, exploring every inch of your skin as your arousal grew.

Tenko felt himself becoming more and more aroused as he watched you, captivated by your actions. Tenko couldn't help but inch closer and closer to get a better look. The urge to take things even further was too much to resist. He sat up, his tongue slowly finding your exposed neck, tracing gentle circles around it before trailing up to meet your lips.

You gasped in surprise as he kissed you hungrily, your body tensing under his touch, he had become an amazing kisser, and you kissed back. His hands roamed up and down your body, and you squealed in fear. Tenko pulls away for a second.

"The nail polish is dry. Do my hands frighten you?" Tenko asked gently. You nodded, and he reached in and pulled out quirk gloves.

"They look good on you," you smiled. Tenko suddenly kissed you ravenously, stoking the blaze already burning inside you. He encouraged you to touch yourself, his fingers over yours, helping you push them in, helping you find your sensitive spots as he continued to savor your taste. His tongue found your ear, teasing the lobe before exploring your body together. You never shoved your fingers into yourself. His fingers found where you wanted them to be, your breath shuddering in pleasure. Soon, his other hand joined in as he moved his digits in a gentle rhythm, never taking his lips from yours. His eyes connected with yours, and he let you take over, watching everything.

"Tenko, this is embarrassing," you whined as you stopped. He didn't answer. He tugged away your hands almost violently, the sensation of his slippery tongue tickling each digit searing in your mind. You looked up, only to see his lips curled into a sneer. "Pervert," you spat, a grin playing at your corners.

"You make it easy with this lewd body. Look at this pretty dripping pussy. I like the color and smell of this tiny bloom. I wonder what it tastes like," Tenko smirked.

He kneeled between your spread legs and took a moment to admire your beauty. Your hair was fanned out against the pillow, your head resting back in pleasure, and you anticipated what was coming. He slowly leaned forward and brought his face close to her pussy. He looked up to meet your gaze before softly kissing your inner thighs towards your center, sending shivers of pleasure shooting through your body.

You tried to cover it, heating in shame. Tenko ran his velvety tongue around each finger, teasing and tickling the sensitive skin between. Inching closer and closer, it eventually made its way to the source of your pleasure. His talented tongue wriggled past your searching fingers, lapping and licking at your aroused wetness and sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. He was relentless, and used your hands to spread yourself more open for him.

He dipped his tongue into her slick folds, teasing and exploring as you gasped with pleasure. His velvety tongue moved in circles around the sensitive bud of your pleasure before flicking back and forth. He tasted every inch of you as you moaned and squirmed in delight. You felt your body start to tense as your arousal increased. The pleasure was becoming too much for you to bear with every passing moment. He parted your lips with his fingers and pushed his tongue deep inside you. He swirled it around your g-spot, and you quickly started to come apart at the seams.

Your breath puffs in sharp pants, your moans mixed with Tenko's lewd slurps.

"Tenko, stop. I'm going to cum," you whine.

"Good cum on my mouth. Here, grab my hair that you like too much," Tenko said, guiding your fingers to entangle in his fluffy locks while he plunged two of his fingers into the deepest parts of your bliss. Stroking over the sweet spots he had found, you mewl like a bitch in heat and pull his hair. Tenko increased his lapping, and with an intensity you've never felt before, you flung your head back and arched up into Tenko's greedy mouth.

Your heart races more from Tenko's eyes being the greediest part, and he never takes them off you as you let out a loud cry of ecstasy. Her clit throbbed with each stroke of his tongue, a hot tightening of your center had built so tight it was bliss when you came undone, shivers of pleasure jolted through your body like lighting, and you felt the sheets beneath you become damp as your orgasm spilled out. You screamed out Tenko until. Finally, the waves of your orgasm subsided, and you slumped on the bed in blissful exhaustion. Tenko sits up with a satisfied groan, wiping his face and licking his fingers.

"I told you I could make you squirt. You're a sexy little slut. Fuck, I really want to put it in," Tenko panted as was took off his clothes.

In your happy daze, your mind was foggy before you realized what was happening. Initially, you wavered to express your shock at what Tenko was doing because you wanted to see what the bulge was about. You avoided looking at it when he caught you. He is turning you into a pervert, you think. Expert fingers peeled off the fabric restraining that bulge, and when he finally ripped off his pants and underwear, you squeaked like a frightened mouse. Astonished and cowering, you curled your legs up your quivering body to shield your pussy from that intimidating monster. Like a battering ram, it appeared as if it could tear you in two. It is enormous, and when you look over at Touya's porn, he was big, but it didn't look like it would rip you in half. Tenko is too big! He must be a part horse! You were convinced he meant to end you with that thing.

"Don't run," Tenko beamed, grabbing your ankles and pulling you towards him. His fat cock makes a heavy wet smacking sound as it lands on your wet crotch.

"Eeep, No Tenko. I'm a virgin, and I'm not ready!" You wail and flail.

"You mean for a certain boy toya," Tenko growled. You shake your head no. A lie, you thought, but Tenko didn't need to know that. With a trembling finger, your gaze seemed to linger on the tremendous cock staring ominously back at you. Its flesh rippled and jerked, spitting from the tip like a living angry foul beast under your gaze.

"It's not that big," Tenko smirked, pride glinting in his eyes. You yelped at the sight but became transfixed by its shocking hue. Pale, except for its pink head, it looked like it could be chapped on his foreskin, but the longer you stared, the more it seemed to swell, the angry red veins snaking across its surface. He started to press and rub himself on you.

"It's too big. It's huge, and just no! Tenko, I'm not ready," you hissed and started to push him away.

"But your body feels ready. Listen to those dirty wet noises she's making. Your pussy is begging to get fucked. Besides, women have babies all the time. I'm not as big as a baby," Tenko tried to convince you.

"Women also tear. Bones break. No Ten-chan," you say firmly. Tenko sighed and slumped on you, "Ugh…your heavy," you gasped.

His hard gaze met yours as he growled, "Fine. But you will be held accountable for this." Tenko said, wagging his cock at you. Wrapping his arms around your waist as he hoisted you up and carried you over his shoulder to the shower. You didn't think he was this strong. Now that you are noticing, Tenko has an incredible body. You always thought he was thin and soft, like many of the gamers in the club. You bite your lip at that sight in admiration.

"Ahh!" you Shriek when you are under the water with him fully clothed, "What the hell, Tenko!"

"Can't run away if your clothes need to dry. You shouldn't be the only one having fun," he smirked. Brushing his wet locks back and enjoying your reaction. He presses his damp forehead to yours, "Tell me to stop." You can't say anything.

The heat of his breath tickling the back of your neck was enough reminder of his presence as he slowly peeled your soaked clothes away from your skin. This is the first time you've been naked before a man. Tenko is definitely a man. You felt yourself shudder as the air brushed over the places now exposed to him, your cheeks burning at the intimate vulnerability. You wanted to cover yourself from his gaze, though you knew that he deserved and wanted your attention as well. He placed your hands against the tile wall when you didn't answer.

You felt his large hands grip your hips and pull you back into him, the hard length of his desire pressing between your thighs and causing your breath to catch. His hot cock is trapped between your legs. You pushed yourself towards him, unable to deny the reality of Tenko's presence or your intense reaction to his touch.

"I won't penetrate you. Press your thighs together," he encouraged with his hands. It felt extraordinary, but you did as he asked, and he lightly moaned. Pressing your back against his washboard stomach, you felt his lips move across your neck and up to your ear until he whispered your name and breathed, "Yes. Like that."

Without warning, a pair of hands moved around your waist and pulled you closer to Tenko's warm body. The hot spray of water made your skin flush as you let yourself melt against Tenko. Slowly, your eyes closed as his hands moved up over your body, feeling the rivulets of water and the warmth of the steam fill the shower. Tenko whimpered lightly in your ear. The liquid black latex of the gloved fingers made a beautiful contrast to his rough flesh. His fingertips moved over your skin, exploring every curve and inch of your body.

"You are so pretty and passionate enough for me," he whispered. You gave a soft moan of pleasure in response. His hands moved lower when they reached your inner thighs, you gasped as he reached the point between your legs, and he paused for a moment, savoring your suspense as he hovered there before opening your lips to wedge his dick against your clit.

"Ah, ah, ah," you panted in a slight panic. You felt Tenko pressing against you, his hardness undeniably aroused, his hands running up your thighs as he did until he gripped your hips.

Slowly, he began to circle his hips against your body, his long, hard cock pressing teasingly against your clitoris. His hand moved up towards your breast while his hips continued to gyrate, sending ripples of pleasure throughout your body. He pinched and teased your nipple. Tenko smiled as you squirmed and gasped beneath him, your arousal growing with each sweep of his hips.

His hand moved down, tracing circles around your belly and dipping lower between your legs until he reached the apex of them. His digits circled your clit, making slow, maddening flicks that were punctuated by the thrust of his hips. You writhed and moaned beneath him, begging for more as he increased his pressure. He eagerly complied, grinding harder and faster against your center and slickening you so that his thrusts were met with pleasure, not pain. You mewled.

You are enjoying it until someone walks in and lifts the toilet seat. At first, all you saw was blurry white hair through the steamed shower glass and squeaked. It was one thing that he might have heard you fooling around with Tenko. It's another thing to see you naked and bent over for him like a slut. He must have heard you because he looked over his shoulder. That wasn't Touya. That was a kid!

"Ten, is that you?" Shouto asked. Tenko seized your face, pressing his hand firmly to your lips as his hips bucked against you with greater force. His grip on your hip is unyielding, trapping you in place.

"Yeah, Shouto," Tenko rasped. You panted against his palm.

"Dinner is almost ready," Shouto stated, finishing and washing his hands.

"Tell Shuichi to make another plate for my girlfriend," Tenko said when he yanked your face towards him, your agonized whimpering dying beneath his demanding lips. He felt your body tense as you neared climax. You whined in delight in his mouth. It was too much for him. His tongue expertly moved with his hands.

"Girlfriend?" Shouto asked.

Tenko pulled away long enough to growl, "Read a room, Shouto." Shouto shrugged and left. Tenko's passion doubled. Your mewls grew to a crescendo vibrating on his tongue as he brought you to the edge and over, your orgasm washed over you, leaving you shaking with bliss beneath him.

"Your clit is sucking on me," he groaned. Tenko let out a guttural moan of pleasure as his climax hit him. His cock was throbbing, shooting streams of cum along your belly, between your breasts, and on the shower wall. His body sagged against you, breathing heavily, as he held you tight in a lover's embrace. He had never cum so hard and with so much pleasure before. He stared into your eyes, it was a mask of ecstasy, and he almost thought it was impossible that you were truly here, writhing in pleasure because of him. You are an angel that tugged at the lead ball of hate in his stomach. Your face twisted in rage equal to his own, and you weakly smacked at him.

"You said Touya's room was on the other side," you snide at him. His rage tugged back when you reminded him you were only here because of Touya. He doesn't understand why that pisses him off, but it does. He laughed in your face hoping you would cry.

"Not my fault you are a slutty airhead who can't figure out a simple layout," He grinned. You spin on your heels about to leave, surprising him, when he yanked you back, "Where are you going? To show him how you are covered in jizz."

Tenko's harsh words were like daggers, but as he carefully wiped the cum off you, a deep ache grew in your chest. You could feel your emotions stirring, unsure if it were a spark of sadness or something more. He quickly washed and dried your hair with a strange tenderness that left you limp in his arms. Tenko even helped dress you in his hoodie and sweats while your clothes were washing. You looked frumpy and didn't want the others to see how plain you are.

"Tenko," you said timidly, catching his attention, "These clothes are not cute. Can I eat here?"

"So? What do I care? You're going to eat with us in my clothes because you are my girlfriend. Are you breaking our deal? Even when we are pretending you are still mine. Should I go tell him," he hissed. You are shocked by his sudden anger. You can feel the blood drain from you when he threatened you. You were even more surprised when he gripped your cheeks harshly and made you look in the mirror, "If he can't see how cute you are, then he doesn't deserve you."

You felt caught off guard as Tenko's strong arms embraced you, squeezing you tightly. His cheek rested in the crook of your neck, sending a chill down your spine. You started to feel butterflies in your stomach as his warm breath tickled your skin. His hug drew out a few minutes too long for comfort, and you began to question his erratic behavior went drastic changes in mood within a matter of moments. Is he bipolar? The way he put you on a rollercoaster of ups and downs made you wonder.

"Ten," you breathed. You felt yourself melting in his embrace.

"I'll give you something cute to wear," he whispered before he mauled you. He wasn't gentle when he first sucked at your neck. He then moved his lips away and gently sucked on your skin, leaving a hickey that would last for days. Then he softly caressed your bare skin with his fingertips. His hands glided from your shoulders to the back of your neck. As they stopped for a moment, he kissed your neck passionately, where he left his mark.

A shiver ran through your body as you felt his warm breath on your skin. He lightly brushed his lips against your neck and then kissed you deeply. His tongue tormented you in the most wonderful way, sparking an intense desire within you. He continued to entice your neck with his lips, and his hands explored your body, sending you further into bliss, and she never wanted it to end. You gasped in pleasure, and he felt her body heat up with desire.

He laughed a deep, throaty chuckle as he pulled away from you, leaving you burning with desire. You glared at him in shock, your cheeks burning, and he responded by throwing his head back and laughing even harder. You spun away from him, unable to contain the rage and frustration, and picked up a nearby object to express your anger. You threw it at him with fury, and he scurried away.

"See you downstairs!" He shouted as he ran away like a child.

"Jerk!" you shout, picking up something hard and velvety. You see it's your comb and clutch it to your chest. You hesitantly open the box to find the hair comb Tenko had given you as a gift. No matter how mad you are that he left you marked and wet between your legs. You can't throw this. Instead, you pick up your phone and call your mom.

"I fell and messed up my skirt. Tenko invited me to stay for dinner while my clothes are in the wash. I'm going to be late," you tell her.

"Ok, sweety," she said. You add the comb to your hair. Yes, you will give it back. But right now, you want to wear it because Tenko gave it to you. You look in the mirror, wiping his cold saliva off and adjusting the comb in your hair before you go downstairs. It was awkward at first, Shouto staring at your neck while Touya seemed to leer at you in general.

"Thanks for the meal," you say to Shuichi. Shuichi blushed as he took away the dishes.

"Let me help you with those," you say, getting up.

"I better take my turn, too," Touya says, standing beside you. Your heart feels like it will stop. It's easier being near Touya now, but he still sends your heart racing, and you feel a warmth inside, more natural than ever. You can't help but be aware of Tenko's burning gaze on your back as you both tackle the chore of washing dishes. Touya bumps you with his elbow and grins. You panic, flailing, blushing, and sputtering apologies. He leans in close and whispers, "You're rather cute. That's a pretty comb."

Your mind was in a complete fog and jumbled, struggling to interpret what he said and meant. Was he flirting or casually remarking on the cuteness of your comb? Was your stupid behavior cute, and he is just being nice? You were so flustered it was embarrassing. Your mind raced when Shuichi stepped between you mercifully. Embarrassment flooded your face. Then, as if sent from the heavens, Shuichi stepped in.

"I'll take over. I was hoping I could beg you to make another one of your delicious deserts?" Shuichi said with the largest puppy eyes. You loved him so much in that moment. He made you giggle and got you out of your head.

"We have a lot of leftover rice. Hey, Shouto, want to help me?" you ask. The kid looks wide eyed in surprise that anyone remembers he's there. It makes you want to smack Tenko for yelling at him when you were in the shower. The memory suddenly made you flush. You turn to Touya and smile, "The comb is a gift from Tenko."

Shuichi went out for energy drinks because he and Tenko were having a gaming night. Shouto was a great helper. You made rice pudding, and it was a big hit. He told you his whole life story, and you nearly cried.

"I think your dad sounds like a fuckhead," you gritted. Blushing and apologizing, Shouto smiled wryly, reminding you of Touya.

"Thank you. He is a fuckhead," Shouto beamed. You are chatting with him about school when his eyes dart around, and then he leans in and whispers, "You should forget about my brother."

"Shouto, Time to get you home. Come on." Touya interrupts before you can ask Shouta what he means.

"It was nice meeting you," Shouto says, joining Touya by the door. You nearly jump out of your skin then a pair of possessive arms wrap around you from behind.

"Once your clothes dry, we should be getting you home too," Tenko said as he slid closer and whispered with a sly glint in his eyes, "We can play in my room until then."

His words sent a spark of electricity through your veins, your mind spinning with the promise of unknown pleasure. You are starting to get attached to the 'play' Tenko likes. You nervously shoved him away, panic swelling within you, aching with temptation. How could you keep your head straight when the thought of entwining with Tenko sets your body on fire? You were starting to get too attached to these new sensations. The sudden fear of being too vulnerable to the temptation of his touch made you queasy. You had to be sure of what you felt before surrendering your heart entirely to Tenko.

"I only told my mom I would be here for dinner. I can give you your clothes back at school. Besides, I think I look cool," you tell him, striking a cool pose. He narrowed his eyes.

"I know an excuse when I hear one. You were begging not to be seen in it a moment ago. Should we invite Touy-(smack)" With a resounding crack, you slapped Tenko across his smug face. No longer would you tolerate his never-ending threats when you simply had stood your ground. You had wanted to like him so much that you had even considered making the relationship real. In the long run, this is best for both of your relationship, even if it ends up being only pretend.

"I'm sorry! I saw something stupid on your face," you barked. Tenko's hand froze against his cheek as he stared in shocked silence. Touya's smoky laughter filled the room from the doorway, causing Tenko to whirl around and face him.

"You guys fight like a married couple. I need your help, Ten," Touya said, pointing outside. You went to get your bag walking out into a full-blown tantrum.

"It's not my fault the tire is flat. I would catch the sub, but Shouto must be home by curfew. You know how my dad is and what he will do to us both," Touya says.

"Tough. Sounds like a you problem. I have to get my girlfriend home," Tenko said, walking away and grabbing your arm.

"Come on, man. I'll walk her home, and you take Shouto on Akira," Touya said. Touya stood in front of you, blocking your way, desperation written all over his face. Tightening your grip on Tenko's sleeve, you look at Shouto and see his tortured expression, looking absolutely miserable. You know, in their increasingly complicated situation, they would both inevitably face harsh repercussions for this. After what you heard about their father, you could only imagine the hell they would catch. Your gut wrenches at the thought of it. Tenko looks murderous, but when he sees your stern expression, he becomes his usual stony self.

"I don't like how you yelled at him earlier," you started.

"You know why I did," Tenko was making excuses, and you raised your hand to stop. You gritted your teeth, blazing at Tenko, your hands balled into fists at your sides.

"You're right. But I will not forgive you if you abandon that poor boy," you hissed through clenched teeth. Tenko met your gaze, pleased with the items on your body that had once been his. His clothing, hair comb, and love bite are a reminder of your shared bond. Yeah, him having blackmail. He reminds himself and caves into your silent will, retrieving his massive red ninja motorcycle, which you realize must be Akira. You stifled laughter because, of course, he would name his bike and name his bike that of all things.

You and Touya take the Subway in eerie silence. Touya was on his phone for most of the trip until you were in a spot where you didn't get service.

"You're cooking is the best," he said out of nowhere as you started down your street. You blush and stare at your feet, fidgeting nervously.

"I'm not as good as my mom. Her quirk is called domestic goddess. Anything she pours her love into comes out perfect. Specifically, if it's for someone she loves," you brag.

"Is that your quirk too?" Touya asked. His icy blue eyes are pinning you. You gave him a stupid grin and looked away before you fall into them.

"Maybe..." You said coyly, barely able to look Touya in the eye and stifling a giggle, your heart already fluttering in anticipation. Then, out of nowhere, a drunk driver swerved towards the sidewalk where you stood. Before you had a chance to understand what was going on, Touya flung himself in front of you, shielding your body with his own as a reflex. His chest was pressed right up against yours, and you could only make small, scared whimpers in response.

"Hey, Fucker!" He screamed after the car. Tsking and gritting his teeth, "Don't worry. I got his plates, and I'm reporting him right now. Are you ok?"

"Um. Um…uh, uh, uh…ummm, so close, eep," you squeaked. Touya's gaze lingered, an intense heat radiating from his body and into yours. His lips curled into a smirk, something dark and wicked and almost too much to bear, as his icy blue eyes filled with desire. You could feel your heart stop in your chest, his presence consuming you as you writhed under him, overcome by an immense wave of confusion. Why isn't he stepping away?

His eyes trail over you, and the mischievous smirk deepens.

"Damn, you're cute as hell," he whispers, thick and husky. "Like a little mouse." He pauses and searches your face, his gaze stirring something deep within your core. "I wish I'd seen you first," he muses. "Tenko sure knows how to sniff out the good girls. He's got primo taste," he finishes, delivering a playful wink and carrying your heart away with it. Caressing your jawline with a gentle hand as you tilt your head back to be bathed in his gaze. His lips so close to yours, "We should exchange numbers."

"Num-number? W-w-what other girls?" You asked, trembling. Touya finally stepped back, with your phone in his hand, sending a text to himself before he answered, handing your phone back.

"I shouldn't say anything. But keep me in mind in case of the worst. You are his longest-known "girlfriend," Touya said, turning to head to the subway. In truth, it was do you couldn't see how much he was enjoying baiting you. You grabbed the corner of his jacket.

"What other girls," you seethe.

"Well, you didn't hear it from me. But if you stick around long enough, eventually, the truth will come out anyways. But there's a reason why there are so few girls in the gamers club, and that's all I'm going to say about my dear friend Tenko. You're clearly his girl. I mean, I knew he gave you that comb before you told me. I have to bounce. But text me when you are inside, safe. Later little mouse," Touya said as he walked away, the pounding of his racing heart the only noise that followed. Touya quickly left, leaving you alone with a flurry of unanswered questions.

You ran into your house, slamming the door with a force that seemed to shake the building itself. Your legs felt heavy beneath you, and you crashed to the floor in a heap of emotion. Tears streamed down your face, and your screams echoed through the halls. Rage and depression battled for control within you, and despair seemed to win as the tears and screams came harder and faster than ever before.

Tenko had played another game with you, treating you like a living doll - dressing you up and toying with heart and sex, manipulating you to do what he desired. You don't understand why you feel this way but you hate everything. You screamed and ripped the comb from your hair, tossing it across the room. Your mom gasped in shock as she raced to you, cradling you in her arms, showering you in love and security. You looked up at her, clutching your chest, tears and snot streaking your face.

"Mommy," you said wearily, "What does it feel to have your heart broken?" She sighed and helped you to bed, informing you that it's something everyone experiences. "It hurts so badly," you sniffled.

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Two Hours - Chapter 1 - Shigaraki x Reader

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Maybe, just maybe, some things might be worth waiting for.

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Two hours.

He was late by a full two hours. Meaning 120 minutes, 2700 seconds, 7200000 precious milliseconds wasted of your life. You'd know, you counted.

You glared at the library clock again, as if it was its fault you had been stood up. Disgruntledly, you pushed back your chair, getting up to put your laptop and revision materials back in your bag. It was the last time you'd try and help a stranger because clearly, strangers sucked.

You had done tutoring for different classes since your second year in college. Literature, philosophy, anthropology, history- name it, you could teach it. And you loved doing it like few other things made you happy. Was there anything as wonderful as showing others the beauty of human nature, its creativity, its passion, its sincerity?

"Sincerity my ass," you thought, angrily shoving your backpack on one shoulder. It clunked loudly as it bumped against a wooden shelf, and the librarian threw you a dirty look from the other side of the room. Part of you felt bad; you had spent a while trying to cultivate a good relationship with the older man, since you spent most of your free time in the library. But the rest of you, which was to say almost all of you, didn't care, because you were unbelievably frustrated.

You had had students give you tons of excuses before: they were sick, their mom was sick, their neighbors' dog was sick, and they just had to skip the tutoring session. You didn't mind that; they'd always text at least an hour in advance, and you'd have the time to read their message and go home with a smile, instead of walking all the way to the library.

But today's guy was different. You knew he had your number and your email address: it was part of the tutoring agreement you had both signed online. And yet he hadn't had the decency, the respect, to send a single message to tell you he couldn't come to the two-hour appointment he himself scheduled. And now, you had just wasted two hours, excitedly waiting to expose the wonders of literature to a guy who couldn't even bother to text you "can't come".

You gave the librarian a half-hearted nod of apology and headed toward the big glass doors at the front of the building. The weather looked moody outside, the sky grey and heavy like rain could start pouring at any moment. You didn't need to check your bag to know you didn't pack an umbrella. It was clear this was one of the days.

Sighing, you opened the heavy door to walk out at the same moment a man pushed to get in. You tucked your body to the side to keep the door open for him, but he flatly ignored the gesture, walking past you without uttering a "thank you".

"Yup," you thought, "strangers suck."

Before you could take more than a few steps outside, a droplet of water fell right on top of your nose, stopping you in your tracks. And then another, and another, and in a flash, the area was getting flooded, puddles already forming around on the dark asphalt. You couldn't help as another sigh escaped you, bracing for the impact of the freezing rain as you took a step forward into the tempest.

Then, something grabbed you by the shoulder.

You yelped in surprise and turned around, fists instinctively bunching up to your chest to protect yourself, heart racing. It took you a few seconds to recognize the rude guy who had just passed you on his way in.

He was tall, taller than you had first realized. His oversized hoodie made it hard to gauge his frame, the visibly worn-out fabric stretched shapelessly around his torso. Your eyes looked up for a face you couldn't find: the black hood fully obscured his features, and for a second, images of killers in horror movies alarmingly flashed through your mind.

You shoved yourself out of his grip and took a step back, eyes wide. He nonchalantly placed his hand back in his pocket, an unimpressed glare staring right back at you. His eyes were red, bright red.

"You're the tutor, right?"

You looked at the ominous figure incredulously.

"What ?"

"You're the tutor, right ?" he repeated in a low, raspy tone. He sounded annoyed.

You kept staring at him, wondering if he was speaking in a foreign language you had never heard of.

Then, his words started registering.

"Tomura..." you started uncertainly, the math adding up in your head as you remembered the name on the little manilla folder you had prepared for today, "Shigaraki ?"

A small smile etched itself onto the man's face, and you noticed how cracked his lips were, a faded scar going through the dried skin. Strands of slightly greasy hair, white as snow, rebelliously escaped the black hood, and for a second you caught another glimpse of his crimson eyes. But they disappeared back under the shadow of the fabric, and you realized your body had tensed like a rock.

"I'm the guy," he said nonchalantly, the hand you had pushed away going up to his neck and mindlessly scratching the skin there. There were marks there, some old, and others so fresh they looked like they were bleeding. Anxiously, you wondered if instead of a killer, you had stumbled on an addict.

"Hey, so when do we go get a seat inside? It's fucking cold out here," he added, gesturing lazily towards the library.

You kept staring.

And staring.

He hadn't possibly said what you thought he had just said. No one was so impossibly clueless and self-centered that they would come two hours late to a meeting and act like they were the one who was being bothered. But the cold rain falling down your face made it aboundedly clear: this was real.

"No," you finally said, enunciating the word slowly.

He looked as confused as you first did, the smug, composed look on his face instantly falling. He didn't look like he was told "no" often, and you felt the flame of anger start to burn inside you.

"What do you mean, no?"

"I mean no," you replied drily, feeling confidence coursing back through your body. There was no doubt in your mind you already looked like a drowned rat from the rain, and that your waterproof mascara was starting to reach its limits. But you weren't about to be scared of some loser trying to look tough with a crusty hoodie and unwashed hair.

"You came two hours late for the tutoring, which lasts two hours. My work slot with you is from four to six, and it's exactly," you snapped, bringing your phone up to his face, "Ten past six, so my work here is done."

He stared at your phone in incomprehension, then back at you, irritation slowly settling on his pale features. His thin brows frowned, and you noticed another scar marring his right eyelid the piercing crimson stare bore into you. Maybe he was some kind of gang member, and if so, was it a good idea to mouth off to him?

"Look, I don't know what crawled up your ass, but I'm paying to have a tutor," he snarled drily. "That's not fair."

You had to wonder if you were even talking to an adult. So maybe he was a killer, or an addict, or a gang member, and he would end up stabbing you for it, but by God, were you going to put that guy back in place.

"Well, tough luck, buddy," you almost spat out, your usually level-headed patience entirely fizzled out, "it wasn't fair to make me wait two hours and then expect me to have nothing other to do in my life than tutoring your sorry ass. But life isn't fair, is it ?"

You turned around, throwing the man one last angry look: "If you want tutoring, then be there next week. On time."

You felt oddly proud of yourself as you walked away, leaving him wet and alone in the rain. And if you were slightly trembling at the feeling of the crimson stare boring through you all the way down the library path, well, you just had to pray he didn't notice it.

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"Huh," you noted with both surprise and apprehension, "you're here."

And indeed, there he was, slumped in one of the library's chairs, the stranger you were certain wouldn't come to your meeting this week: Tomura Shigaraki.

You had spent a few days feeling bad about the way you had handled things; yes, he had been incredibly late and entitled, but you never gave him any time to explain himself for it all. Maybe he did have a good reason, and maybe he had only acted so entitled because he was having an especially rough day.

One look at the condescending glare he threw you was enough to confirm that wasn't the case.

"Yeah, I'm here," he muttered, looking away, his right hand still ripping away at his neck like the last time you had seen him. You couldn't help but wonder about the gesture, the practiced way his fingers would visibly carve into the skin. Allergies? Eczema?

His vermillion eyes never left your figure as you put your bag down and awkwardly sat across from him, looking down at the carpeted floors.

"Why are you that surprised ?" he added flatly, "I told you, I'm paying for this shit."

You weren't a confrontational person; or at least, you did your best to avoid confrontation. But you'd been tired last week, and his whole little disrespectful charade had pushed you over the edge. You weren't sure you were up to deal with it again.

Your lack of response seemed to irritate him; he picked up a small handheld console from his lap, immediately busying himself in a game like your presence held no meaning to him.

You took a small breath, not wanting your temper to rise again; if you wanted this to work, you'd need to be the first to give the olive branch. You put on a nice, professional smile: "Let's put everything to the side for a moment, start over. Maybe we could both introduce ourselves again ?"

His thumbs toyed with the joysticks on his handheld, disinterest palpable."Why? I know who you are."

You could have strangled him.

"Nevermind," you smiled so forcefully it hurt your cheeks. "So, you're here for Lit 3250, Absurdism in Literature. That's a fun class."

"I'm only taking it because I have to," he grumbled. "I'm in computer programming. They make us take a class in the humanities department because the education system is fucked."

You raised an eyebrow at that, genuinely surprised: "They're making you do literature in computer science ?"

He shrugged, his eyes going back to the game on the small screen with obvious boredom.

"Told you. The system is fucked."

You pulled out the little manilla file you had prepared for him from your bag, spreading a few documents on the table between the two of you. For a second, you could have sworn his bored expression flickered into something new, but it was gone before you could register it.

"Well, I might not be able to do much about that, but I can try and make the class easier," you smiled a little more genuinely this time as he put his handheld to the side to look at the papers you had slid in front of him.

To your complete astonishment, as you guided him through the material, the man listened, never once taking notes, yet able to answer any question you threw his way in the shortest, most concise way possible. He seemingly absorbed the information while looking wholeheartedly disinterested, like remembering the words was barely any more work than eating or breathing. You had to wonder if the programmer in him coded the sentences in his mind, imputing every word as little lines of binary code, or if he was just this naturally, annoyingly smart.

"Alright, that's it for today," you concluded, noticing you had gone over the material you had planned for two sessions in just the last two hours. "I didn't take you for the kind of guy to listen to a tutor, but you've done a really good job today."

You gave him an honest smile, hoping to finally mend the bridge from last weekend's incident. Instead, he promptly looked away, lips tightening into a thin line.

"S' just cause I need to pass the class to get my diploma. I don't really give a shit about any of this stuff."

If he saw your face fall at that, he didn't show it. He grabbed his handheld and shoved it in his front pocket, promptly throwing his ragged backpack over his shoulder, as if the last thing he wanted was to stay here a minute longer with you.

"I'll see you next week, then," you hesitantly said, more a question than a statement. He didn't look back at you when he spoke with a grunt, already making his way out.

"Whatever."

---

"So Camus' thing is society is fucked, and as soon as you realize it you gotta kill yourself, right ?"

"Basically !" you beamed excitedly, circling a paragraph in the text facing him with the tip of your finger. "It's the idea that when you understand your role as just a cog in the machine in a mindless daily life, you have to either ignore it to rejoin society, or leave society altogether."

A small smile danced on Shigaraki's chapped lips, as smug and mocking as all his smiles were. You sometimes wondered if his face could ever express pure, genuine happiness, or if it was perpetually stuck with that self-satisfied expression.

"Yeah, I can get behind that."

It fit him, in a strange way. And he had every reason to be pompous: in three weeks, you had both gone through double the material you had planned for his first sessions, as be blasted each lesson like a simple tutorial fight in one of the many video games you'd catch him play before each lesson.

"Me too, actually," you agreed.

He looked at you disbelievingly: "You? Feeling like you're not a part of society? Give me a break, you're a tutor in university, there's probably a normie award for that."

"Well, even us normies are really just always doing the same thing, aren't we ?" you explained, laying your chin against your hand pensively. "Take the two of us. We always meet here at four o'clock on Wednesdays, at the same library, at the same table. We don't go through the motions because we want to, we do it because we have to, and that's what everyone expects from us. Kinda makes you want to quit society too, doesn't it ?"

For a moment, he said nothing. There was something unsettling in the way his ruby eyes bore into you, like he was judging your very soul. You felt your cheeks unwillingly redden after a few seconds under his piercing stare, looking away in slight embarrassment. If a few weeks spent with him were enough to convince you he wasn't a serial killer, you still found yourself troubled whenever he'd look at you too long.

He finally seemed satisfied with whatever he found looking into you, eyes mercifully leaving your face before settling on something on the table.

"That's a Plus Ultra sticker," he commented flatly.

You followed his gaze to your cellphone, face down, the small video game logo barely visible on the cover. How had he even noticed it?

It wasn't that you were ashamed of gaming in your free time, but you knew for a fact the entire literature department bore a clear disdain for any media not printed onto pages. They laughed off anything else as childish and a waste of time. Needless to say, you had never shared that passion with anyone on campus before that moment.

But damn, did you love Plus Ultra.

You couldn't help but grin excitedly at him: "Oh wow, you play too !"

"Sometimes," he shrugged with obviously fake disinterest, his crimson eyes brighter than you had ever seen them before."It's not the best game or anything, but it's alright. I feel like the whole hero fantasy trope is kinda overplayed."

He suddenly clammed up, like he had just remembered who he was talking to. The classic sour, haughty look you had gotten to know reappeared on his face.

"I just didn't know any girls played that game," he mumbled.

And there he was, the asshole you had met on that first rainy day.

"Well," you replied drily, "I play, and I'm actually one of the top All Might players in the country."

His pale fingers tremored at that, the excited brightness that he was trying very hard to conceal back in his eyes. It was so childish it was almost endearing, in a way.

"Well, what a coincidence. I'm also a top All Might player, except I was in the world ranking, last time I checked," he bragged, nonchalantly picking at his fingernails. "Maybe I could teach you a thing or two later."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the implication of a "later", of a world where you would be together outside of the required tutoring time, seemed to dawn on him. He stammered wordlessly, red spreading like fire on his pale face. It was... a lot more endearing than you would have thought.

"F-forget it. That was stupid."

You couldn't help but soften at that. Maybe, underneath the dirty hoodie and the deadly glare, he was as timid and insecure as you felt he was. The lashing out, the quips, the bratty entitlement- were they all just a facade for a guy who genuinely didn't know how to interact with others?

"Well," you hummed, "maybe after you're done with your midterms you could come over to my dorm for a match. There's a big communal TV you can pair consoles with."

The cold, detached mask was back, but it was much harder to believe with the pink coloring that reached the very tip of his ears.

"Yeah, maybe."

---

A month passed before you encountered your first hurdle in your tutoring work with Shigaraki, in the form of a "CLOSED" sign glaring back at you from the library's glass doors.

"Damn it," you mumbled, opening up your phone to find an unread message from the faculty announcing a temporary shutdown. Shigaraki, who had taken up the habit of coming on time for your sessions, looked incredibly pissed.

"So the fuckers think they can send one email and be done with it ?" he angrily snapped, kicking the library's plexiglas door so harshly it made you flinch. You took a mental note to never do anything to find yourself on the wrong side of that kick.

"Well, we can reschedule for tomorrow!" you chirped. Perhaps he'd appreciate you trying to put a positive spin on the situation.

The look he gave you could have turned you into dust.

"I'm already here. And I'm busy tomorrow. I have important things to do."

Briefly, you wondered if by important things he meant staying home and gaming. The college's main campus wasn't very large, and in the few years you had studied here, you had never caught a glimpse of him once. He had the kind of dim presence one could easily forget, but if you had passed him before, you would have known.

"I think the law building lets you take rooms for study sessions, " you proposed.

He sighed, voice raspy with irritation. "It's full of pretentious assholes," he replied drily, "and it's almost a thirty minutes walk from here."

"You're kind of a pretentious asshole yourself", you thought silently. It was clear he wasn't going to help or do anything that required too much effort on his part. When Shigaraki wanted to be annoying, he was really annoying.

"You got a better option ?" you mumbled, frustrated.

He looked down at his shoes, suddenly silent. "Ah ha", you thought victoriously, "didn't think so".

Then, words you could have never expected came out of his mouth: "Yeah. Come to my place."

You looked at him incredulously. He looked as surprised as you did, like he wasn't the one who had just talked.

"I live like ten minutes from here," he explained hurriedly, glaring down at the asphalt like it might melt and swallow him whole, "it'll take way less time."

It wasn't as if you didn't know the guy at all, but to say you knew him enough to go to his house, alone, was a stretch.

Although you had been able to shake off your initial fear of him, you still felt something dark and looming in the way he carried himself. For as easy as it was to read him when he was embarrassed or caught off guard, the calculating, sharp gaze he seemed to judge the world with still left you at a loss. Even more so right now, when it was directed at you.

"Ok," you eventually said before you could decide against it. What was the worst that could happen?

At first, you hadn't had much reason to worry; you walked along the main streets that cornered the campus, still filled with quite a few students going about their business. But then, he took you into a small alleyway. And then another, and another, and another, to the point where you couldn't recognize what part of the city you were even in. The buildings you passed had gotten older and older the more you walked, most of the ones surrounding you were now decrepit and abandoned. They loomed over you and Shigaraki, fully blocking the sun, a claustrophobic maze of old bricks and concrete.

You realized that you had drifted closer to Shigaraki unconsciously, your shoulder almost brushing against his. But you couldn't bring yourself to move away, the simple proximity of someone you at least relatively knew reassuring to your mind.

If Shigaraki noticed, he said nothing, his long, lanky legs moving forward without hesitation. You took a moment to discreetly observe the man, his features more detailed now that you stood next to him. The scarring was much worse than you had first realized. It spread from the small glimpses of his forehead you could see behind strands of shaggy white hair, to the start of his chest hidden by his black shirt. In some spots, the skin looked dry, old; in others, it was like it had been freshly ripped apart by sharp and uneven nails. You had found it worrying for yourself, at first, when you thought he was some kind of junkie; but now you found yourself worrying over how much the bruising hurt him.

His hand protectively grabbed his neck when he noticed your staring, thin eyebrows frowning in annoyance.

"Before you ask, yes, I've tried creams and ointment and all that shit the doctors send you to buy at the drugstore. It doesn't work. I know I'm ugly, you don't need to rub it in."

A pang of guilt hit your chest. You didn't think before honestly replying: "I don't think you're ugly."

He looked at you coldly, any trace of friendliness gone: "You think you're real smart playing with me, don't you?"

"No, I mean it, I don't think you're ugly!" you hurriedly exclaimed. "Just, ok, look."

You quickly pulled back the sleeve of your shirt, showing him the inside of your forearm with insistence. His eyes narrowed suspiciously: "What the hell am I supposed to look at?"

"A scar," you replied, showing him the thin pale line that crossed your skin. "I got it as a kid when I fell from a tree in kindergarten. Oh, and I also have this one!"

You tugged at your pants to reveal a darker webbed mark on your ankle, the skin smoothed by time: "That one is really stupid, I got it from wearing heels three sizes too small at my high school prom and falling down a flight of stairs. And I also have this other one-"

"I get it !" he interrupted, frustrated. "Yeah, alright, you have some scars too, but it's not the same thing as me."

"I know it's not," you replied calmly. "I'm not trying to say it is. But... I don't think having scars makes me ugly. I think they show I've been through something, and I'm still here to tell the story. And I think you might have been through a lot, but you're still standing here with me. So... if you don't think my scars make me ugly, then you shouldn't think yours do."

He didn't reply, silently making his way forward. Had you made him feel angrier, or even embarrassed? In one last effort to get your point across, you added:

"I think they kind of make you like Eraserhead in Plus Ultra 3."

That made him stop right in his tracks.

"You...think I look like Eraserhead ?" he hesitantly asked.

You nodded, and his cheeks reddened slightly. He took a few seconds before letting out the next words:

"Don't laugh," he warned you, "or I'm leaving you here. You can just find your own way back or get murked in an alley for all I care."

You crossed your fingers, presenting them to him ceremoniously.

"I won't laugh. Promise."

"I actually decided to grow out my hair to look like him."

Cute.

That was the first word to come into your mind. Cute.

You quickly chased the very strange and unwelcome thought away, in case Shigaraki interpreted your pause as a laugh.

"Well," you replied, "when I was seventeen, I dyed my hair bright yellow to look like All Might. I think I definitely got the short end of the stick in the idea department. "

He laughed, honest to God laughed, a raspy and genuine sound that made something foreign in your chest tightened. You started laughing too, and soon, you were nothing but two giggling idiots in the absolute middle of nowhere.

"Guess you're not that smart after all, miss tutor," he commented with a smirk.

His eyes lingered on you for a moment too long, like he wanted to say something else, but ultimately chose against it. He continued walking without a word, and you followed him the rest of the way in companionable silence, never straying far from his side.

---

It was a bar.

Or rather, the remains of something that once was a bar. A dingy neon sign with the three-letter word hung precariously above the door, the large "B" flashing within an ounce of its life. The walls were covered in graffiti and grime, a suspiciously moldy smell seemingly emanating from the bricks themselves.

"You... live here?" you asked hesitantly as Shigaraki made his way towards the building with no hesitation.

"Yeah," he let out, head snapping back around and eyes narrowing defensively. "You have a problem with that?"

Yes, several, including the probability of being stabbed to death here and my remains being found in the back of a garbage truck.

"No, no problem," you said.

He answered that with a grunt. The small staircase that lead to the entrance creaked under his weight, and he pushed the front door open.

"Wait here," he commanded. It was clear the subject wasn't up for discussion, so you opted for nodding along. "I'll come get you when I'm done with something."

It was all starting to feel like a terrible idea. So what if he liked the same games you did and actually seemed to listen to you rant about literature? You barely knew anything else about him.

You knew he felt lost in society and rejected by the world. You knew his whole face would become red as a tomato anytime he felt embarrassed or flustered. You knew he would bite his lip in concentration when he played on his handheld, and that his leg would bounce up and down like a puppy's tail every time he got close to winning. You knew his eyes were unlike any you had seen before.

But what did you really know?

"You lost ?"

You spun around so fast you stumbled on your own feet, almost falling straight onto the dirty pavement.

The man standing in front of you had sneaked by so silently you had never registered his presence, even with how close he had gotten. He seemed very amused at the way you backed away in fear, your eyes wide.

"No, no I'm fine, I'm- I'm waiting for a friend, actually," you managed to stammer out.

Somehow, he didn't look like he believed that at all.

He was the picture-perfect example of men your parents had told you to stay away from. His skin was covered in dark tattoos, their shapes incomprehensibly mingled with what appeared to be burn scars, seemingly spreading all over his body. In the dark, one could mistake him for a walking corpse, blue eyes glistening unnaturally in the middle of a patchwork face.

The man dragged his cigarette across his lips, letting a dark puff of smoke escape.

"What a friend, making you wait outside in the cold," he commented, the burnt and inked skin around his mouth moving in a manner you could only describe as uncanny. "Pretty stupid of you to hang out with people from here, princess. Lots of creeps in the area."

He moved closer, so close you could smell the tobacco off his breath, and the instinctive need to run coursed through your body.

"No need to be scared though," he let out with a smirk that screamed the absolute contrary. "I can stay with you for a while. Protect ya."

He was too close for you to run, now; if you tried, he could easily grab you with the large hand that was nonchalantly making its way toward your waist.

"Dabi."

Your head spun towards the entrance at the same time as the man's did. Relief spread through your body at the sight of Shigaraki, standing in front of the door where he had left you. His crimson gaze, which usually never left your form alone for more than a few seconds, was not focused on you, but on the stranger, who looked back at you with an utterly flabbergasted expression. Whoever he was, Shigaraki wasn't happy to see him.

"That's your friend ?" the stranger snorted as he started laughing uncontrollably, like he had just heard the funniest joke in his life. "Holy shit, you're even dumber than I thought you were !"

Clearly, Shigaraki did not find that funny in the slightest. You had forgotten how cold his expression had been when you first met him, uncaring and eerie. This was that, but colder, angrier, like the ripples that started forming in the water as a devastating storm would approach.

"Dabi," he repeated, and his tone was dark, final. For the first time in weeks, you felt something akin to fear at the sight of him, even knowing his anger wasn't directed at you. Had he always looked so unnervingly intimidating?

"Ok, ok, she's all yours, boss," the man finally said as he backed away, dropping the butt of his cigarette before unceremoniously stomping it. "Didn't mean to touch the property."

Tomura silently walked towards you, a rigid, cold hand forcefully grabbing yours and pulling you towards him. He headed back in, fingers so tightly clutched against yours that it hurt, and you followed without protest. You threw one last look at the man he called Dabi, a look of pure amusement on his face.

"Property", he had said.

The innards of the bar were much cozier than the outside view let on. It was relatively well kept, with a red counter with a few retro-style stools occupying the majority of the space, the leftover corner dedicated to an old leather couch facing a battered TV. With no windows on the walls, the only light came from a few yellowish neons hanging on the ceiling. The room was empty except for the well-dressed man behind the counter, who you could only assume was the bartender. He merely nodded at your arrival, his face obscured by a cloud of dark hair in the dim light, what you could discern of his body barely a shadow against the wall of bottles.

Shigaraki ignored him, pointedly dragging you to a door at the back, which lead to a small, dark corridor. He only stopped when he reached the last door, swiftly turning the rusty knob.

It wasn't difficult to understand it was his bedroom; the only light came from the double monitor screen connected to an impressive gaming PC. With the exception of a few shelves filled to the brim with trinkets and figurines, the walls were mostly bare, the white coat of paint discolored and yellowed. Visibly dirty clothes were pilled up in a corner, as if someone had hurriedly picked them up for the floor and tossed them there in an unsuccessful attempt to conceal them.

"Sit anywhere," he grumbled, looking away. "Or don't. Whatever."

He was even worse at hiding his blush than he was at hiding his clothes. You couldn't help but smile.

There were only two spots you could sit in the room: the expensive-looking gaming chair, which was clearly the most valuable item in the entire bar, or the messy one-person bed, which seemed to not have seen a washing machine in a while. The last thing you wanted was to anger Shigaraki after the encounter with the man outside, so sitting in his gaming chair seemed like a bad idea. You opted for the bed, praying to God the sheets naturally looked so patchy and discolored.

"W-what the fuck are you doing?" he sputtered immediately as you sat, eyes wide.

"Sitting," you replied simply.

"Not there! Are you stupid or something?" he audibly cringed. Damn it, you had made the wrong call. "Just sit on the floor. It's not dirty or anything, Kurogiri cleaned it recently."

You glanced doubtfully at the impressive amount of energy drinks and used tissues littering the room before lowering yourself down out of fear of seeming rude. Briefly, you wondered if Kurogiri was the man you saw mend to the bar. He looked nothing like Shigaraki, and referred to him far too politely to be family. He was too young to be his father either way. Was he both the bartender and the housekeeper?

"But why would Shigaraki have a housekeeper?", you wondered silently

"The guy outside, Dabi," you finally said. "He called you boss."

Shigaraki didn't even bother turning around to answer flatly: "And ?"

"Do you... own this place?"

"Something like that. Here."

He handed you a controller you immediately recognized, your hands automatically wrapping themselves around it just like with the one you had spent countless hours playing with at home. Shigaraki smirked slightly at the sight of you already being ready for combat.

"So, spill it out. What's your tragic backstory ?" you asked, leaning your back to the wall with a mischievous smile.

"What ?" he replied, seemingly caught off guard.

"C'mon," you pressed. "I've never seen you wear anything other than a black hoodie over a black shirt and black sweatpants. You're not subtle about it."

"I don't think you've unlocked that dialogue option yet," he retorted, with more than a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "How about you? What's your tragic backstory ?"

You chuckled: "What makes you think I have one?"

"You'd have to be a little fucked up to follow some guy you barely know into a shady bar in the middle of an abandoned factory district," he replied, raising an eyebrow, a wicked smile on his lips.

You couldn't help but smile at that; he was right. "Well, I don't think you've unlocked that yet either, Shigaraki."

"Just call me Tomura," he offered, a touch of resignation in his voice. Was he finally warming up to you? "Might as well if I'm stuck with you for the rest of the semester."

Maybe not. But something felt oddly nice about this, about him, and no matter how weird it all was, you couldn't help but let yourself bask in the strange feeling.

The computer let out a familiar little tune as the game booted up on the screen. Shigaraki visibly hesitated between sitting on his own chair or the floor, ultimately selecting the floor while keeping a reasonable distance from you. You had a feeling he wasn't very comfortable with women. But what he may have lacked in social skills, he definitely made up in gaming: his eyes burnt with fiery passion as the title screen appeared on the monitor, his hands tight around the controller. The look he threw you was one of pure confidence:

"C'mon. Show me what you're made of."

He immediately selected All Might in the character selection, implicitly daring you to do the same. All Might was the most powerful character in all the game, but he was famously the hardest one to master, with his controls requiring intense speed and dexterity. You could tell Shigaraki hadn't been lying about being one of the greatest All Might players; his fingers were already lined up on the buttons for a noticeably hard deadly combo. But you weren't one to back down on a challenge.

"5 rounds. No bonus power-ups," you smiled right back at him, pressing the button to also select All Might. The screen flashed red as the game loaded the fighting arena.

"You're playing a pretty dangerous game, you know that, player two ?" he commented, a hint of warning in his tone.

"I don't intend on losing," you replied with a grin.

And if the wild spark in his eyes meant anything, neither did he.

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✿ Toji x Chubby F!Reader ✿

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Genre : Fluff with a hint of smut

CW: Mentions of Body insecurities

WC: 388

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You guys just got out off the shower falsch backs from a few minutes before running through your head. The way he folded you in have made you feel good. Toji always put you in all kind of different positions. He had no problem doing so. Grabbing your thick thighs and spreading them for him. Which also meant them being sore afterwards. Still shaking you laid on bed like a star fish. Tojo chuckled to himself and sat next to you. You were just so cute. You stretched you legs knitting your eyebrows and groaning in pain.

„Ya legs hurt pretty“ he said in a deep voice. You just gave him a little nod with a pout on your face. He smiled and grabbed the lotion on your nightstand and putting your legs over his. He put some on his hands and started massaging your leg and kneeding your thighs. It felt so good you let out little moans. He moved from your thighs down to your calves and ankles. He stopped for a moment and lifted your leg up by your ankle looking at it. He chuckled which made you open your eyes and look at him.

„whattsso funny mh“

„Why ya legs so short baby“ he snorted. He thought it was real funny. He already knew you guys had a huge height difference but he never noticed how short your legs actually were. You tried to rip your ankle out of his hand but his grip was so strong.

„Let go you asshole and stop laughing at me“ you said with a pout started to get a little irritated. It’s not that you didn’t like your legs. They already look short because you were chubby and you knew that the were short. And you already didn’t fit into the beauty standard you just really hoped that Toji didn’t mind. He made it very clear he loves your body but there were always times you were still a little insecure. Which he Ofcourse quickly noticed.

„Calm down Baby their cute just never noticed“ he said still laughing. He pulled your leg further up and bit into you thigh. You yelped out and started laughing because it tickled.

You loved moments like this. Seeing his soft side the one only you saw. Made you forgot all you insecurities.

(A/n: Thank you for reading this <3 and pls sent me request if you want to :) )

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Stages (Tenko Shimura x F!Reader)

Words: 10k

Mdni! // NSFW

Teaser: "Wet puppy not allowed in the house?" You taunt and he can't get himself to look up. It feels like you are 8 feet tall, towering over him with so much power in your aura. He is about to get crushed like a disgusting little roach. He will make sure to say thank you.

Tw: Touya is the villain here, he is awful, bullying, reader has big self worth issues, Touya nonconsensually filmed reader and showed it in the boys locker room, touya pressured reader into sex (only mentioned), name calling (loser, dusty, freak), subtly suicidal tenko, virgin!tenko, experienced!reader, praise and degradation, switch Shiggy, dumbification, big dick Shiggy propaganda, reader's family sucks, protected sex, dacryphilia, squirting, love confession, rejection sensitivity, lowkey obsessed shiggy, Touya tells Tenko to kill himself, Touya tries to touch reader when she is drunk, not as flashed out as it could have been, 3rd year UA (18yo), angsty

Note: Thank you for your request ♡ I know I took some liberties. Here is the 'men whimpering audio' that inspired me a bit lmao

Tenko is trying his hardest to be invisible.

The day is already a mess and he can go without the picking on him today. Just today. Just a little break.

He stalks down the hallway to get to his next class, eyes on the black and white tiles with his hands hiding in the pocket of his hoodie.

He is convinced today is out to get him. He might jump in front of a car… today is the day.

He makes it to the classroom and sits in his usual spot, head low as he looks at his phone. Tenko hears your voice and his body tenses. He never really got why you are so mean to him… you and Touya just picked him out on your first day of school and it's been like that ever since. At least you were humane in your bullying.

Todoroki walks into the room first then you behind him. You always follow him like a puppy and Tenko takes it. He had no idea why you stuck around with him at all, Touya's rudeness does not exempt his girlfriend or friends. Though, Tenko does not know if you are, in fact, Todoroki's girl. He hopes not.

"Keep your filthy stuff out of my way, Shimura!" Todoroki barks and kicks Tenko's backpack to the back of the class.

Tenko doesn't react. He knows better than to keep valuable items in there for how much it gets kicked around on a daily basis. Tenko waits until Todoroki sits then gets up to get his bag. Like every other day. It is getting so lame.

"You're such a loser," you bite at him with rolling eyes. And really, you are right. He just lets anyone trample on him all the fucking time. Tenko is the definition of a loser. He should show up on Wikipedia as an example. He sinks onto the desk, collapsing under the weight of it all.

At least you're wearing that shirt he likes on you. It's making up somewhat for how bad this day is.

He is good at staring without anyone noticing… without you noticing. It's so bizarre. Another reason why he is the biggest loser on this planet. You are so mean to him yet he can't stop thinking about you… can't stop thinking– Tenko sighs. You would actually kill him if you knew the places his mind wanders… especially when his cock is in his fist.

Tenko sighs.

》》》》

School is finally over and he is the first one out of the building. He can't wait to fling himself into his bed and sleep, just take a nap and forget about the weight for a moment. He hates school. He hates being alive.

Of course it starts to rain like crazy the second he is off campus and he forgot his umbrella despite Toshinori reminding him to bring one today. He practically drips when he's finally on the bus and then, of course, because today is one of those days–

Tenko's eyes widen and he lets out a desperate sigh. He is already cold, rain soaking into every inch of his skin but the coldness he feels now is numbing. He cramps through his Eastpak bag, pushing around papers and books and notepads and loose pencils and trash– but he cannot find his key. When Touya kicked his bag it must have fallen out and he didn't realize. Tenko is way too tired to feel anger yet the frustration still stores somewhere deep in his body, a place he leaves untapped for everyone's sake. He could of course decay the door but then they would have to get a new door and that is just dumb.

Tenko slumps against it instead and his head sinks, droplets of rain trickling from his white hair. He tries to use all his techniques… tries to count and tries to ground, tries to say that dumb poem and distract but he still starts to itch at his neck and eyes. It feels like hours pass but as he checks his phone, it's been half an hour. Tenko doesn't cry about stuff. And there is no reason to cry now. It's just been one of those days… those god awful days… those no good days that have been piling up–

Tenko holds his breath when a shoe– your shoe– kicks at his. It isn't with malice just to get his attention.

"Wet puppy not allowed in the house?" You taunt and he can't get himself to look up. It feels like you are 8 feet tall, over him with so much power in your aura. He is about to get crushed like a disgusting little roach. He will make sure to say thank you.

"My key must have fallen out of my bag when Todoroki kicked it," Tenko's voice comes out rough and restricted. You can hardly hear him over the pouring rain.

"Tsk." He doesn't have to look up to see your eyeroll. You turn away and walk a few steps. Then he hears something hit the floor. His stomach tightens. "I know. Take better care of your stuff, dusty," you sigh and walk away. Two doors down the row, getting out your own keys and unlocking the door, stepping in without another word or glance.

Tenko is left in utter disbelief. Was it mercy? Was it just… just because? Just because you knew you could rub it in his face?

He hates that you're his neighbor. He hates knowing when Todoroki is over at yours. He hates timing when he leaves to not run into you. He hates knowing you're right there.

He gets up and unlocks the door, realizing he never said thank you.

》》》》

"Oh, no. Please come in! She's home."

Your eyebrows pull together as you navigate your way from your room to the kitchen to grab some water.

"You're no bother at all! (Y/N)!"

You move to the door and your whole body tenses seeing the pale blue hair towering over your mom's size. Shimura. What in the world?! You put on a neutral face.

"What's up?"

"You guys get comfortable. There's snacks in the fridge," your mom says and you realize she must have just been heading out when Shimura knocked. "He's so polite," she mumbles in your direction with a smile and a wink and off she is, closing the door.

"What the fuck do you want?!" You say, crossing your arms over your chest.

"I… I made fluffy pancakes. I w-wanted to say thank you… for the key," he trips over his words, looking everywhere but your eyes. "I-I am sorry. I'll just–"

He puts the plate down on the little table by the door and turns on his heel. His heart is pounding so loud you can hear it. He never meant to talk to you personally but just drop them off and hope it was enough.

"You already finished chem homework?" You asked as his gloved fingers touched the door handle.

"Y-yes?"

You mumble some curses and groans under your breath. "Can you help me? I don't fucking get it."

He turns to you again, eyes twisted and lips tight. He gives an unsure nod, not really buying that you of all people would ask him for help. He is the loser. You aren't.

You take the plate and put it in the kitchen then lead Shimura to your room. Your chemistry notes and books are all spread out on your bed.

Tenko takes a second to let the room register. He has thought about your room many times. Imagined you in all kinds of ways in it. But he was so off. "Your pc set up is really nice," he comments, immediately recognizing that there was thought and knowhow behind it.

"Thank you?" You smile softly. "Took a while to– anyway." You grab your notes and the two of you sit down on the bed.

Shimura begins to explain but you hardly listen. You are too focused on his gloved hands. His quirk truly is something. Even during training he doesn't use it. It's part why everyone picks on, thinks he's so weird. He doesn't wanna be close to people, it's so easy to pick him out. He is practically begging for it.

"You aren't listening?" Tenko realizes and blinks at you.

"Cmon, just do it for me," you groan.

It would be so easy to not protest. He would do it and be out of here in a matter of minutes but if he does it once… you will force him again and again. And quite frankly, why should he be scared of you right now? It's just you. You don't have Todoroki and co to back you up.

Tenko puts the notebook down and gets up, mustering up every ounce of courage. "No. Do your own homework."

Your face twists with confusion then you laugh softly, "oh, shit. So you can be not a total pushover? Insane."

He rolls his eyes and walks out of your room, down the hallway and to the front door. Your apartments are exact copies of each other so he has no trouble finding his way around.

"Bye," he shoots sharply. "Thanks again for the keys."

You can't even say anything else before he's gone, your front door falls into its lock. You shrug to yourself. Weirdly enough there's a sensation of satisfaction spreading in your chest. He said no. He actually said no.

Tenko can't believe he told you off. He just walked out. He just… he is shaking. Today is so bad… just such an awful day. He wants to crawl under a rock and never come out, just dissappear from life altogether. He wants to forget you… wants to erase every circling thought he has about you. Why can't you just be nice to him? He'd do your homework… he'd do anything.

》》》》

It's the weekend when Tenko and Toshinori walk home from grocery shopping like they always do. Tenko is pretty sure that he is so acutely aware of his surroundings because he needs to be utterly vigilant to avoid your or Todoroki's scrutiny. You are sitting on a bench before the apartment complex, hugging your own legs and it is obvious that you are upset. It is cold and you're just in a t-shirt and there really seems to be no reason whatsoever for you to be here.

"Toshi, I go check on (Y/N)," Tenko announces and Toshinori now notices too.

"Alright, champ. Give me the bags," Toshinori takes the grocery bags and heads off, separating from Tenko as he walks past you.

"(L/N)? You okay?" He asks, voice coming out breathy and rough. He can't help how his heart beats faster. He doesn't know if it's fear or the crush he has on you.

You startle. You were so absorbed in thought you didn't see or hear him approach. "What do you want you fucking creep?!" You bark but he now sees that you've been crying.

Tenko sits down beside you. "Go inside it's cold."

"Why would I listen to you, loser?!" You say but only shrink. "I can't go inside. Mom told me to leave… her new boyfriend is over."

"Oh," Tenko nods. "Then call Touya to pick you up or something?"

"Why would I do that?!"

"He's your boyfriend… I don't know."

"He's not my boyfriend!"

Tenko can't help but feel satisfaction at the confirmation. He was pretty certain that Todoroki and you didn't date but… he never truly knew. "You wanna have dinner with me and my uncle?"

It takes you a while to answer. "The pancakes were pretty good."

Tenko smiles a little.

Toshinori doesn't mind and you help Tenko prepare dinner then the three of you eat together. It is awkward because Toshinori is under the impression that Tenko and you are friends and the two of you are telling all these half lies to somehow get away without revealing the true nature of your relationship. He is the loser and you are the bully. Or something like that. Because Tenko is also pretty sure Todoroki wouldn't have dropped off his key that day or that Tenko wouldn't have cared if it was Todoroki being upset. And of course, Tenko still has this huge crush on you that just doesn't go away.

Toshinori needs to leave for patrol after dinner and you stay, helping him wash the dishes and Tenko isn't oblivious to your eyes flicking to his ungloved hands time and time again. He is in his own home. Whatever you may say… he will be okay.

"You know," you begin, taking a long break again. "Your quirk isn't useless. But you need something like Mr. Aizawa to actually fight."

Tenko thinks about all the times you told him how utterly useless he is. Whenever there were group assignments in hero training you and him ended up in the same group. And you were always the one who bailed him out when Todoroki targeted him; when everyone did because he is the weakest link. He is useless in those situations.

"I wanna be a rescue hero. I don't need to fight."

"That thinking will get you killed, you dummy. You need to defend yourself. Even if you'd just spin some lore about how scary and dangerous your quirk is, it would be a warning… but you just wear your gloves all the time and never use it."

"What do you mean?" He frowns and looks at you.

"I mean," you step closer to him and he drops the sponge, raising his bare hands high in the air to keep them as far away from you as possible. His eyes flicker to the gloves on the counter and you use your quirk to make them hover to the coffee table, out of his reach.

"Your quirk is scary. It could be repellent. A tool. But you are so scared of it," you taunt.

He hits the wall and then feels your body press up against his. His mind gets lulled, he can only feel your knee between his legs, dangerous close to his crotch now and nothing else.

"Like who the fuck is scared of their own quirk," you laugh and now Tenko is scared you move even an inch closer. He reaches for your wrist, his pinky extending wide to keep away from your skin.

Your gaze shifts to where he touches you and he watches you swallow. "See. That's what I mean. Shitting myself right now, won't lie. Your pinky touches me and I am gone. That's intimidating, that's a tool."

"I don't wanna use my quirk like that," Tenko tells you and pushes you out of the way, going for his gloves.

You make him fall to the ground so easily because he doesn't know how to stop you. "Then learn how to properly fight and defend yourself. I won't always watch your stupid back, loser!"

And something about that makes his blood simmer. You? You watch his back?! Since when?! You stab him again and again and again in the back and heart; everywhere. Your words hurt, your disgusted glances even more.

"All itchy now, Shimura?" You coo.

Tenko is boiling. He didn't realize he started to scratch his skin. He yells out and gets up from the floor, tackling you to the ground. "You're so–" He doesn't know how you even did it but now he is under you, pinned down by your bodyweight. You aren't even using your quirk.

"Sloppy," you grin, pinning his wrists down to the ground. You are so close now, breath fanning over his face, your chest pressed against his.

"(Y/N)--" He chokes out when he feels your fingers in his palm, eyes going wide with fear. Your thumb touches his, index and middle finger next. "Stop."

You do and sit back, not shy to have your whole weight resting on his crotch. Something he has yearned for so desperately for so long.

"Shimura–" Your eyes widen.

"Please, get off," he whispers, eyes staying glued on the ceiling. He will die. This is his death. All because he wanted to be nice to you.

Tenko's breath hitches when he feels your breath hit his neck. He closes his eyes, squeezes them shut. You roll your hips. Just once. Just applying minimal pressure but his mouth falls open nonetheless releasing a restraint whine.

"You think you're so slick about staring at me, creep," you husk and then get up, pulling him up by his wrist. You sit down on the counter, still grinning as he hurriedly puts on his gloves. He doesn't dare to look at you.

"Have you ever kissed anyone, Shimura?"

"No," he whispers. "Can you leave now? We- we're done… please leav–"

"Wanna kiss?"

His eyes suddenly shoot up, meeting yours. His red gaze is shocked and calculated, trying to read your intentions. "Why?" He scratches his eyes. "Don't be like this– don't trick me with this shit!? Why are you so–"

"I mean it," you say genuine. The act drops from your muscles. "But I won't kiss you… you gotta kiss me."

Tenko sighs. "Are you serious? You won't tell people I forced–"

"Shimura."

He lets go of a restrained breath. Tenko felt like he was shaking all over. This is a bad idea. You are tricking him. You must be. But what if you aren't? Then this is his chance.

"I won't ask ag–" Your eyes widen for a second, taken by surprise at his sudden initiative. He stands between your legs, gloved hands on the table beside your thighs, awkwardly pressing his lips to yours. He doesn't move his rough lips at all, just holds them on yours and you can't help but smile into the frozen peck. Your hands move into his hair and you start to really kiss him. Shimura learns fast and you get much more into it than expected. Your skin is all fuzzy, your mind clocking out. Your tongue slips into his mouth and he can't stop the soft whine reverberating from his lungs.

It feels so good. It feels so good he doesn't ever want to stop. He doesn't ever want to not feel you like this. And he is so sure you enjoy this too. You enjoy kissing him. You and him are kissing.

He eventually needs to pull away for air or he would pass out. His face falls to your shoulder, able to breathe in your scent with every deep inhale. He sighs when he feels your nails on his scalp, raking through his bleached hair.

"You okay, Shimura? You–" You ask, about to make a joke but when he straightens up and you see the deep blush on his cheeks and how big his eyes are now, how absolutely feral he looks at you, you can't think of anything.

"Cat got your tongue, huh?" He grins and now you are the one looking at him like a lost puppy for once… for the first time… and it's like a drug. Maybe you bully him to get those eyes from him? He'd understand. He'd fucking get it.

"You get one kiss and suddenly are– hm." He hooks his hands under your knees and pulls you forward, closer.

"Shut up," he says and kisses you again.

It is obvious he just runs down all the tricks you've done before but you are not the one leading this kiss now. He doesn't let you come up for air either, cupping your face and holding you in place. He is so desperate and demanding and you feel skin melt… especially at your core.

You bite down on his lip and he groans from deep within his stomach and you finally manage to pull your swollen lips away. "Fucking pervert," you whisper breathlessly. And contrary to your hostile tone your hand slides down his surprisingly toned chest, stopping at the waistband of his jeans. Your eyes met, silent but clear confirmation on both sides.

You unbutton his jeans and slide your hand into them, massaging his bulge over the thin fabric of his briefs.

"Ah," Tomura sighs softly and his head drops to your shoulder again. He has dreamed of this.

"Don't tease me," he heaves.

"I do whatever I want–"

He bites into your neck and you have to muster up every last bit of self control to not whimper like a bitch in heat. He is driving you crazy. Shimura Tenko. Him. You push at his chest, getting to your feet, "you fucking loser."

And now he smiles and your stomach churns. "At this point you calling me a loser just turns me on," he giggles softly, high on chemicals he hasn't ever felt running through his blood stream before.

You take his wrist and walk through the apartment to his room, pushing him on the bed and you absolutely loathe the hearts in his eyes, the small little, satisfied grin. "You need an invitation to take my clothes off?"

He laughs softly, "does it bother you so much you're turned on?" He moves his gloved fingers up and back down your arms, leaving goosebumps despite the fabric separating your skin. He takes off your shirt as you ask, shy again for a moment but you rip off his hoodie before he can act upon his hesitation.

"You have no idea how lucky you are," you mumble, head heating up with humiliation. It would be social suicide if people found out but the feeling between your thighs is getting agonizing… it aches for him. You want this… you want him.

"I do know," he smiles and travels soft kisses over your shoulder. "Fuck, I do know how lucky I am." He still thinks this is a dream.

"Shimura," you sigh, rolling your hips on his crotch again, desperate for friction. "I hate you so much."

"You should be nicer," Tenko smiles up. He is having the time of his life. You want to bite him. He flips you around, lays you down on your back and kisses your neck, timidly suckling and nipping until you breathe heavier and roam his body with uncontrollable hands.

"You should be nicer because you're getting super desperate and I can still choose to be mean, bitch," Tenko whispers against your ear, giving you a taste of your own medicine and you moan out.

You can't believe he is talking to you like that. He's terrified of you. He's such a pushover and such a loser and he's so hot. "No," you whine. "I'm nice." You plead and your hand now moves into his briefs, fingers wrapping around his erect cock. "I'm so nice… loser."

He lets out a laugh, or a moan or a bit of both and his pants are gone in an instant. He's big. Bigger than what you expect. You wonder for a second if Touya is insecure about it. You assume he must have seen Tenko naked at some point. After swimming or intense hero training, take a shower or the summer camp. Because you know for a fact that Tenko is bigger than Touya.

Your thumb moves over his pretty pink slit, just the ghost of the touch and he whimpers so divinely. You apply more pressure, precum leaking from the sides of your thumb and he chokes back a moan. Your wrist loosely moves down his shaft and back up, alternating speed and pressure.

"(Y/N)," he sighs, head falling back against the pillows. "Please… please, be good."

You squirm a little. Fuck. You want to be good. You want to be good for him. But you're not… not one bit. Not to him. You never have been. "Shimura? A-are you sure? Are you sure you wanna… do it with me? Your first time?"

He raises his head, beads of glistening sweat on his rough skin. "Only you… no one else."

You can't help but smile. It feels different with him. It feels like he really wants you and not just your body and it is weird and confusing and overwhelming. You kiss him again, softer… more mindful and sweet even if you're jerking him off at the same time, pumping his throbbing length in your fist.

You pull back, brushing his hair away to admire him. "You imagined that, didn't you? Jerking off, pretending it was me." Your tone is all sultry and his stomach his flipping and flopping around like crazy.

"Did," he hums. "Every day… fuck… every day." Tenko feels how he is getting close. Too close. "Please… stop… stop, baby."

"I don't know," you kiss his cheek. "Wanna see you cum."

"Wanna be inside you," he whines and bucks his hips into your hand, heels digging into the mattress. "Stop."

"You can't do anything about it, loser boy."

And Tenko realizes that you're wrong. You are so damn wrong. He reels at your moan and your perplexed face when you're suddenly under him. One swift movement. Your eyes are doe like, astonished yet again by his sudden boldness.

"I told you to stop? Good girls listen… you know that, right? Or are you so dumb you don't get it? Didn't I tell you to be nice? Didn't I?"

"You did," you whisper back, cheeks heating up visibly. You can't believe you are into this… into the way he talks now. He's so different.

"I did." Tenko takes the rest of your clothes off and just stares at you for a long while, admiring your exposed body sprawled out before him. He is so lucky. He is the luckiest guy in the world.

"Shimura," you try to cover up as the moment lasts a little too long but he takes your hands.

"You are so beautiful."

"You are so cringe," you look away.

He takes your chin between his gloved fingers and you are once again entirely mesmerised. He kisses you, softer. "So fucking beautiful," he whispers.

You wrap your arms around him and pull him closer. "Fuck me already, dumbass."

"You see… I don't really know… how," he laughs in the crook of your neck.

You can't help but smile. You change positions again. His hands hold your hips, plush skin spilling between his gloved fingers. He feels your thighs next, exploring your body more urgently. He stays away from your tits, scared he will wake up when he gets too greedy.

"Condom?" You ask.

"Y-yeah," Tenko reaches for the drawer and gets the unopened box Toshinori got him some time ago out. He never imagined he would actually get to use it. He watches how you rip it open and read the packet as you do. Your eyebrows drop and you curse something under your breath, looking utterly annoyed.

"Look, this will work for now but you should probably…. Size up you know? So it's comfortable." You tell him and hold the single condom to his mouth, tossing the box. "Bite," you smile. And who is he to not do anything you say? He bites down on the edge of the sachet and you use the leverage that gives to tear the thing open. His heart starts beating so fast now.

"(Y/N)...?"

"Yes?" You push your hair back and look at him, the seriousness catching you off guard now.

"Do you really want to do this?" Tenko asks.

You feel a tug in your chest. You don't think any guy you've been with asked what you wanted. And especially with their cocks as hard as his is right now, you are sure that none of them would have accepted a no. They did not care about you. Not like Tenko just did… like he does. It feels intimate on a level you haven't experienced yet.

"Because we don't have to… I know you don't like… like me… I just–" Tenko bites his lip hard when you put the condom on his cock, sliding the sticky latex down his shaft until it snugly sits against him. He lets out a soft breath. No, you were right. This works for now but… it's not comfortable. And not in a condoms aren't comfortable way but a this just doesn't fit right way.

"Just shut up, okay?" You tell him. "You think I'd put up with you–" He pulls you in for a kiss and you are glad. You kiss for a while, naked bodies just tangled against each other. He is still too scared to fully explore every inch of your skin. You wish he would take off the stupid gloves.

"Ready, loser?" You say, lips softly brushing against his. He looks at you through lidded eyes with his hair stuck to his forehead. His rough lips are swollen and pink just like the flush in his cheeks. He looks ethereal.

"Yeah."

"Shimura? Just tell me if something is wrong, yeah?" You want to make him feel as comfortable as he makes you feel but you know you're terrible at it.

"Will do."

He watches with meticulous attention how you lift your hips and he panics for a second because he should have probably given you something beforehand. That's what you do, right? That's foreplay? It's too late for that now. You know what you're doing… it's gonna be fine.

"Oh!" He moans out. His body tenses as his aching tip slides into your snug hole. It's unlike anything. Nothing could ever describe the feeling. "Fuuuck," he breathes deeply. You take him slowly and Tenko's attention sharpens with every inch, with every little moan and whimper escaping your lips. And then, he is sheathed entirely inside of you. He can feel every flutter and clench of your warm, snug, velvet walls. It is pure bliss. Your wetness drools from your cunt, making such a pretty mess between you. Tenko's eyes are transfixed to where your bodies are joined now. He is invading you, he is part of you right now.

"T-tenko," you whisper, sharply. Your head is thrown back, your lips parted and your chest rises and falls heavily.

Not Shimura. Not Loser or dusty or anything. But Tenko.

You whine softly and roll your hips. He can see the shiver running down your body. He has to stop himself from coming right then.

"Y-you feel so good," he presses over his lips in short pants. "So warm and tight and soaking."

You smile. And again. Tenko fists the sheet at your sight, nearly losing it. You look so dumb, so puppy-like. He feels a fire start in his veins but he doesn't know what to do about it yet.

You gasp when you try to pick up the pace. Your bounces come irregular, your pace sloppy and out of place. You are trying to keep your eyes on him but you hardly can as they keep rolling back or crossing. Tenko is panting and whimpering with every drag of his cock, looking at you like you are a goddess blessing him. You are.

"M'sorry," you whine and your nails drag into the skin of his chest, leaving red lines.

"Fuck… for what?"

"Not going faster… need a moment… so big… so full."

"(Y/N)," he whimpers. "Lewd bitch." Tenko doesn't know why he said that, why it felt so good to say it.

"I am… just a lewd bitch. T'is all I am."

He grabs your hips, eyes shooting wide open. He feels a tingle all over. He grabs your hips and thrusts his own hips up, seeing your face contort in pleasure and pain alike.

"Please!" You sigh, eyes rolling back. "Wanna be fucked. Wanna be good for you. Tenko."

He gets it. A switch flipped in that moment. He flips you over, lays you down as he kneels between your legs with his cock in his hands. He aligns it with your entrance, eyes on you to make sure he isn't hurting you. Your fingertips dance up and down his toned arms, eyes full of hearts; he isn't making it up. He pushes his pelvis forward slowly reentering you and seeing your utter happiness about it is nearly better than the feeling itself.

"You're so good f'me. You're such a good girl. The best girl." He kisses your cheek softly, bottoming out and staying like this for a moment.

You smile. A smile that is unlike any he has ever seen. It is full of bliss, full of satisfaction and fulfilment and you just look so dumb and it makes his blood seethe.

"Fuck," he groans. "Dumb little slut."

You kiss him at that. The kiss is feral like you're trying to consume him. His hair keeps getting in the way, falling forward into his face, or hitting you.

You giggle and so does he. It is magic. You collect all the bothersome strands and tie them up, kissing his nose when you're done.

"I'm gonna fucking die?" Tenko pants and slowly starts to move in an irregular pattern, dragging his cock along your gummy walls deeply and slowly. "You're so cute. You're so fucking perfect."

You mewl and he whimpers feeling your nails scratch down his back. "Shut u-up."

He thrusts harder at that and you cry out, hands flying up to his face. "Ten!"

He grabs a fistful of your hair, holding you for leverage and starts to pound into you. The sounds you make are so obscene, so perfect. Your skin is slapping together rhythmically. "You're perfect, you dumb slut. So perfect!"

"Tenko," you wail, surrendering to him completely and gladly.

"You hear me?"

You nod as best as you could.

"I'm gonna cum," Tenko hisses and whimpers, kissing your face so softly in contrast to the relentless pounding.

"Cum for me, you loser," you whispered between gasps and moans, grinning.

"Are you close?" He fists the sheet beside your head. "Tell me you're close!"

"D-don't worry a-about me." No boy has ever made you cum… something is for sure wrong with you. He can't help you either.

Tenko barely has an idea about what he is doing, but he knows he is not a selfish lover. He raises his gloved hand to his mouth, pulling off his glove with his teeth. You don't realize.

His hand travels between you and he needs a moment to find the sensitive nub that is crowning your delicious cunt but he does. He knows he is at the right place when you squirm and moan his name more desperately.

"Does that feel good?"

"Y-yes… fuck, yes."

You cup his face and try to kiss him but you're both just gasping and panting into each other's mouth.

"Tenko?" Your back arches suddenly, your eyes meet his like you're saying your farewell. Your nails leave indents in his dry skin, holding onto him for dear like as your eyes fall shut suddenly and your mouth gapes.

He can feel your gummy falls dance around him, fluttering and swelling with your orgasm ripping through. He fists the sheets with his gloved hand, his face drops into the crook of your neck as he moans out lewdly, ropes of his own pleasure caught in the latex. He collapses on top of you, the two of you just panting and you're still shaking, jerking every now and then. Tenko makes sure to keep his exposed hand away from you.

After a moment he feels your ghosting fingertips run up and back down his back, then release his hair from the hair tie. "Get off, loser!" You whisper but it's with endearment, it's with a smile. You take off the condom and then you're gone for a moment, probably using the bathroom.

"Wow," Tenko whispers to himself. How would he ever get enough of this. How would he ever get enough of you?

You return and sit on the bed, looking at him somewhat coyly. All the boys you've been with wouldn't even look at you after, wanting you to just disappear. But Tenko isn't like that… right?

"You okay?" He asks with a smile, pulling you back to lay beside him. "Did I do something wrong?" He sees the sadness in your eyes. "I didn't really mean what I called you–"

"I'm fine," you kiss his nose. "It was amazing. What about you?"

He can't help the wide smile that spreads on his face and he hides it in your skin. Answer enough. He is happy.

"I didn't know you dye your hair," you say, fingers going through his strands, tugging slightly at the dark roots.

"Hm."

"Emo."

He pinches your side and you squirm in his arms. "Stop!" He buries his face into your shoulder and bites, making you squeak. "Tenko!" Your laugh is so beautiful. He has never heard it before. You have never before laughed from your heart like you do now.

He smiles.

"What… now?"

You get on top of him, your hands are on his throat but you don't squeeze. "I will kill you if you tell a single soul about this, Shimura. I swear I will end your life."

"I won't… I'm not Todoroki," he spits, not realizing what he is implying and you get it. You understand what he is saying and it makes you feel sick but you don't want to think about it now.

You lay in bed some more but eventually decide to get some air. The heat isn't leaving your bodies, staying tender in your cheeks and you both agree that going again isn't an option. You are tired.

You sit on the roof and it's chilly. Just what you need. Your legs are dangling over the edge, your gazes on the city light ahead.

"I know I don't have to explain anything to you," you start. "But… I had sex with Touya one time… when I was too drunk to say no."

Tenko's head turns swiftly to look at you. "W-what?"

"Don't make a big deal out of it…. It's whatever," you shrug.

No. No, that is definitely not what it is. It's not whatever. It's wrong… so wrong and Touya shouldn't get away with it. And worse, the videos and pictures Touya idly showed to all the other boys, some kind of prize or badge to him, now Tenko knows they were taken without consent too.

"It's not whatever," he mumbles.

"I– I won't be nice to you at school now, you know, right?" You say, peering over to hope and see some kind of hurt but his gaze is hard and indifferent.

"Sure."

"We can keep having sex if you want? Friends with benefits situation."

"Just that we aren't friends," Tenko breathes deeply.

"Yeah… just that we aren't friends."

The next day Tenko walks into class with one glove missing. You take notice of him the second he steps into the class and you take notice of the missing glove as well. He seems focused like he is on a mission and he would let nothing get in his way.

"Dusty!" Touya laughs. "How was your weekend bro?" Touya's mocking tone and false intentions were flashing like billboards to anyone.

"It was amazing, actually," Tenko husks and with one swift movement touches Touya's phone. Everyone gasps and you jump up. What was that for?

Touya is yelling and cursing and threatening but Tenko sits down in his seat with a determined face.

He should have done that the first time Touya showed nudes to the other boys. If he gets into trouble it is absolutely worth it.

Your and Tenko's eyes meet for a brief second. You don't know about the pictures and videos and Tenko wants to save you the shame. He feels like a puppy again when you roll your eyes, uttering an insult under your breath.

And it's been like that ever since. Not really technically friends with benefits. But Tenko is sure you still are somehow friends. A friend would definitely help patch him up and lay frozen beans on his bruises like you did the following afternoon to the phone incident. And a friend would ask about what games he likes to play and listen to his rants and be there when he's sick. Granted, a friend wouldn't insult him at school and be part of the Todo-gang. With Todoroki being Tenko's main bully. But a friend also wouldn't have sex with him nearly every day because you cannot keep your hands off each other. A friend would probably not discover all these kinks and preferences along with him. A friend wouldn't beg for him like you do and submit to him the way you do when he is balls deep inside your soaking hole, a friend also wouldn't push him to the brink of madness, rendering him a whimpering mess. That's not what friends do.

Tenko isn't your friend. He knows that. He hates the idea of being your friend.

He loves you. He is utterly, madly in love with you. And it is starting to hurt.

"Tenko! Tenko!" You cry. "Fuck!"

He has your arms pinned above your head, holding your wrists together with one of his hands. The two of you have switched to artist gloves, allowing skin to touch with still having the safety of fabric covering him.

He is different today. Like an animal. He has a mission. A goal.

His free hand is playing with your clit, his fat cock dragging deliciously deep into your gummy walls. Each thrust makes you shake and wither in his hold. He wants to break you and he is so close.

You agree that it is hilarious. You are the bully at school and Tenko is the pushover loser who lets it happen, but when you have sex he is the one being the bully and you happily take whatever he deals out.

Tears well in your eyes as you throw your head back against the mattress. "Ten! Please! Can'tcan'tcan't! Stop! Stop! Fuck!"

His gaze lifts from your swollen pussy and it is almost sinister. "Take it," he says breathy but calmly. "Just take it… like I always take it when you're mean."

"I'm not! Not anymore!" You sob. "Not mean to you."

He laughs in your face, following it up with a tender kiss. "Liar."

It's not entirely untrue. You have dialled back your attacks and group work with you is kinda fun these days… only if none of the Todo-gang is involved.

You nod, big tearing eyes pinning his down, knowing it's true. You could be nicer. You could be his friend… really.

"I love when you cry," he groans. "You're such a dumb little fucking girl, look at you. Look at you," he coos.

"Tenko-kun– I will– it feels–" you try to warn but lack the words to describe this new sensation so all you do is wiggle and arch and completely melt in his touch.

"Cum for me, baby. I got you. I got you, baby girl. I'll promise you'll be fine."

"I know," you squeal. "Trust you so much." The grip on your wrists loosens at that and his gaze is much softer now but you are too blissed out to realize.

When you say stuff like that it just hurts because Tenko doesn't know if you mean it. He wishes you would.

"Ten!" You gasp and with a final hard drag of his cock he makes you come undone, fall apart in his grip.

"Fuck!" He growls, pulling out to make way for your squirt to escape. Your legs are trembling, your body tensed with your hands ripping at the sheets and you are utterly silent, nothing but pressured inhales and exhales leaving your mouth.

"Messy slut," Tenko grins. He keeps rubbing your clit, coaxing more liquid out of you still before sliding back into your ruined cunt. You bring your arms up to his shoulders pulling him closer.

"Ten," you whisper against his skin, utterly spent and fucked dumb. You hold him close as he slowly down, kissing every inch of your shoulder and kissing the trails of tears from your cheeks.

"Atta girl. So good for me like always," he whispers.

"What happened?" You whisper with a smile. "What was that?"

"You squirted," he smiles. "And it was so hot."

"Oh… I swear I was scared I peed myself."

He smiles, "you did so well for me."

And then you realize, eyes shooting up and mind sobering up from all the endorphins in a dooming crash. "You didn't–?"

He pulls out, cock still hard and throbbing with an angry red tip and you know it's not on purpose. Because if he wanted to continue he would not let you come down alone.

That never happened before. And it scares you. You hate it. He looks away ashamed, hands nipping at his skin for just a moment before you grab them.

It's not like he didn't want to cum… he just couldn't get himself there… not even when he finally got you to squirt. Not even then? Something is wrong with him.

You both sit up. Your eyes now register the mess you've made of him and his sheets.

"D-did I do something wrong?" You ask. "Was it something I–"

"No! Of course not!" He cups your face.

Silence.

"I… I should clean this up," you swallow the hurt and get up but your legs don't want to work.

"No. I'll do it. You go clean yourself up, alright?" He kisses your forehead.

You nod, moving slowly to gather your stuff and head to the bathroom.

Tenko sits there for a moment cursing himself. What is wrong with him? What is the issue suddenly?! You are the hottest girl on this earth to him and your compatibility when it comes to sex is insane. Why wouldn't he be able to finish?!

Tenko feels his heart sink when he hears the front door fall shut.

No… you didn't do anything wrong. He loves you. He just loves you and this fling stuff just isn't what he wants.

》》》》

You haven't talked in 3 days. You are avoiding him like the plague and somehow that is worse than your ridicule.

The hallway is empty when he stands before you. You are at the top of the stairs and he is at the bottom. Tenko always keeps his head down at school but not right now. He is looking at you, standing tall and he swears he is about to come clean in some form but then Touya comes into view behind you.

"You are coming to the party, right?" He says and walks ahead, oblivious to your hesitation and the charge in the air. "Wear that blue dress, I like, kay?"

"Why would I?" You finally snap out of it and head down the stairs. Tenko going up, gaze finding the floor again.

"I'm asking you. It looks good on you. Makes your tits look nice."

"Tch."

Tenko hates that you let him talk to you like that. He hates that you let so many guys reduce you to just your looks.

"What ya looking at, dusty?!" Touya barks and Tenko doesn't even realize he grimaced. Normally, Touya would leave it at that and Tenko would just walk away. But since their altercation about the phone things have been more hands on.

Touya shoves at Tenko's shoulder and he loses his balance falling back. It would have been bad. If he would have really fallen. He would have definitely ended up needing to see recovery girl. But he doesn’t fall. He hangs in the air and his gaze immediately shifts to you, seeing your wide, worried eyes and stretched out hand. You grab Tenko's gloved hand and pull him to stand again.

"Are you okay, Shimura?" You ask, holding the back of his elbow.

"Yes," he clears his throat and his voice shakes. "Thank you." He doesn't look at you. Not knowing what to do with Touya still there, with how things are between you right now.

You turn around to Todoroki, seething. "Are you fucking crazy?!"

Todoroki bites his tongue. No one ever calls him out.

You stood up for him. You saved him. And you called him by his name. You touched him. All in front of Touya.

It could be that easy? It could be so easy then after all?! It is nighttime when Tenko cannot take it anymore. He storms out to knock at your door but you are standing before him. In a sexy black dress, wearing platform heels. Tenko doesn't know if it is the dress Touya wanted you to wear. He hates that thought.

"Can we talk?" He asks.

"Not now," you want to walk past him but he gets in the way.

"(Y/N), please. I… I can't have this be a fling anymore." He needs more. He is selfish and greedy but he needs more. He loves you. He does.

"I gotta go," your voice shook.

"Why are you going?"

"Why not? My friends and I are going to a party. Why wouldn't I go?"

"Because they aren't your friends."

"You don't even have friends, Shimura. What do you know? You're a fucking loser. You have never been to a fucking party, or been part of a group. Or been important to anyone! You're nobody. You are all alone!"

Tenko swallows, his face twitches and he starts to itch at his neck almost instantly. "Okay," he whispers sharply and turns around, closing the door and sliding down against it. He hasn't cried in so long but he cannot stop the tears from coming now, hugging himself.

》》》》

Touya snickers as he gets you to his car. "You drank like you are asking to black out," he laughs.

You just hum. That was the idea. You wanted to forget how much you hated Tenko.

You fix your seat belt somehow and the car starts to move. Touya is so spoiled. Gets a car. Gets gas money. Gets everything he wants. Well, almost everything. But he still thinks he can take whatever he desires.

"Hand off," you warn when you feel his warm palm on your thigh.

"Oh cmon. We usually fuck after parties?" He pouts.

"It was once… because I was drunk," you sigh and lay your head against the cool glass of the window. "I don't want to sleep with you."

"I think you do."

You don't answer, feeling yourself getting tired with the alcohol lulling your senses. You doze off for what feels like half a second but when you wake up the car is parked in utter darkness. Touya is trying to pull the top of your dress down to expose your breasts.

You freeze for a second then your fists begin to glow as you pull your energy into it and strike across his face.

"You fucking bitch! What the fuck!?" He bellows but it's faint because you're already out of the car and just hurrying away in a random direction.

Tears shoot into your eyes and you sob. You haven't cried in so long but you are now. You can't stop the tears from coming.

》》》》

It is absolutely ridiculous. Tenko is waiting at his door, leaning onto the railing of the balcony to look out into the parking lot, waiting for Touya's stupid car to pull up. He just wants to know you are safe.

It gets late. And later and even later and then a figure stalks into the space, hugging herself.

Your tears are still running but you have fallen into a state of delirious apathy by now. Or so you thought because when the elevator doors open to Tenko looking distraught and worried you just sob again, falling into his arms.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?" He repeats, kindly stroking the back of your head.

"Peachy," you muster a smile through your tears.

"(Y/N)," he sighs. "Are you okay?" He is so serious, holding you in place by your shoulders and you realize what he is truly asking.

You nod and sniff. "I punched Touya in the face and walked for two hours."

Tenko sighs yet again but it is more relieved now. "Atta girl."

"Ten–" Your sobs drown out your voice.

"Cmon, I'll make you some quick Ramen."

"You don't have to force yourself to be nice to me now… not after what I said," you heave. "I don't deserve it."

And somehow you still end up in his kitchen. Somehow he still finds it in himself to be there for you, to be gentle and kind and caring when all you've been to him is awful.

Tenko is full of love. He has so much love to give. Touya picked the best guy to tear down and everyone but especially you have been complacent in the bullying.

You change into one of his shirts and the two of you lay down.

"Do you have to throw up?" He asks.

"No."

"I hate when people throw up."

"I don't have to throw up."

"Good."

Silence.

He turns his head to look at you, making out the tears still coming from your eyes silently in the dimly lit ambiance. "Why did it bother you so much that I didn't cum that day?" He asked.

"Because I'm only worth something when I am desirable… when I'm accessible too. You don't want me anymore and I can't deal with the rejection. I can never."

"Shut up!" Tenko wants to scream but it comes out as a whisper. He sits up and turns fully to you. How could you think that about yourself?! "Have you ever considered that I want to be intimate with you because I like you! Because you are awful at playing video games but you still do it because I like it. Or because you are so damn confusing, kind as the softest soul and a bitch at the same time and you cook for me and you let me rant and you laugh so beautifully it makes me ache. Because you– you try so hard to get better, because you like dogs so much and because you help people. If you tell me we won't have sex for the rest of our lives I would still love you!" He chokes up at that. "I love you! You are so much more… so much. I was feeling awful because all I could think about was that you aren't mine! Not truly. It had nothing to do with you. And you are more than just a body, (Y/N). Dammit."

"B-but y-you said, you said you didn't want me anymore?"

"When did I say that?!" He frowns and thinks really hard. "No! No. No! I meant I don't want this to be a fling anymore because I want to be your boyfriend. I want you to be my girlfriend!"

"Oh."

Tenko can't help but laugh. You sniff, focused on his scrunched up nose and flopping hair. He is beautiful. He is breathtakingly handsome. You reach out and touch his neck. Your fingers softly slide over the self-inflicted wounds there from scratching. It is your fault and you know it.

You cup his face and he gets quiet at the seriousness in your eyes. "I am sorry… for everything, Tenko," you say. "I am so sorry. I am sorry."

"Okay," he nods. "It's okay."

"It's not," you hug him. "I know that."

"You really need to sleep," he softly kisses your temple. He does not need to talk about it now. He doesn't need to rewind the flicker of resentment he might still feel, somewhere deep inside. He is sure it is cancelled out by the love he feels for you anyway. You will have to talk about it but not now.

"Why are you still crying?" Tenko offers softly.

"I don't know. I am so stupid," you fist his shirt. "From the first time on it's been different with you, tou treated me differently, better and I still… got in the way."

"Then get out of the way?"

You think for a moment. "Yeah."

He is right.

》》》》

Tenko slips the hood of his sweater on and grabs his backpack. He makes sure he packed everything, especially the lunch Toshinori prepared because if he doesn't Toshi will worry.

Tenko knew it wasn't the time to resolve everything on Sunday. You slept until way into the afternoon. He actually went over to inform your mother but of course she hardly cared. And when you finally woke up you were just so out of it; hungover and emotionally exhausted. It was okay really. It really was okay.

Tenko grabs his keys and closes the front door, locking it two times. He is deeply in thoughts, thinking about you and him and what will happen now that he came clean. He told you he loved you. What the fuck.

He turns and nearly jumps into the wall. His heart stops beating altogether.

"Hi," you smile and take his hand, locking your fingers to his. "Slept well?"

"Y-yes?" You walk to the elevator together, then the bus. On the bus you lay your head on his shoulders despite schoolmates already being on it.

"A-are you better?" He asks eventually because he cannot take the looks anymore. You look so different. More… you. The you he knows anyway.

"Yes," your thumb softly traces his covered knuckles. "Are you okay? Are we okay?"

"Y-yes! Yes!" He squeezes your hand.

You lean over and kiss his cheek, pushing back his hair with a smile.

"(Y/N)?" He just stares at you in confusion.

"What? Am I not good at doing this girlfriend thing?" Your face goes pale.

Tenko is sure he suddenly developed his grandmother's quirk. He is sure he floated for a second. He is so sure. He feels like he is on fire. It's a good itchy. It's amazing.

"No," he smiles with teeth. "You're doing great."

Tenko can't lie. He is terrified when you arrive at school and your hands are still tangled up. He is shaking. Everyone is looking and everyone is staring and mumbling and uttering.

"You're doing great too," you smile at him. "You're fine."

You saw Touya a mile away. The whole left side of his face was black and blue. He steps up to you and Tenko, keeping his eyes down so you are sure he hasn't even registered it yet.

"Can we talk?"

"No," you say.

"Tch!? What the hell is your problem?!"

"Fuck off, Todoroki!" Tenko says.

And now Touya finally looks and sees. His eyes stay at your interlocking hands then raises to your face and then his and back to yours.

"You are kidding, right? You are kidding?" He laughs.

"Let's go, Ten."

"Ten?!" He laughs more. "You are unbelievable. Is this to make me jealous?!"

You take a deep breath. "Nothing I do from here on is about you… has anything to do with you. You are awful, Todoroki."

"This fucking loser?! You bitch can't be serious?!"

"Leave her alone," Tenko threatens.

"Shut up!" Touya barks. "Go fucking kill yourself, you freak!"

"Stop!" You let go of Tenko and shove at Touya's chest. "You are just an asshole, Touya! And I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry your daddy doesn't fucking love you and you feel the need to hurt other people because of it! And I am sorry I let you, I am sorry I was part of it. But we are done, you can fuck off!!"

The people in the hallway all gasp and Touya blinks in shock at someone talking back at him.

You take Tenko's hand and walk ahead. He can feel you shaking.

"I love you," he says.

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An Unforgettable Appointment

Tattoo Artist Choso x Plus Size Reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, written with a black fem plus size reader in mind, stretch marks are mentioned, reader's first tattoo {thigh tattoo}, glove kink, tattoo kink, Choso has piercings {ears, tongue, snakebites, belly button, & Jacob's ladder}, female anatomy, oral {reader receiving}, mentions reader being "natural", marking, squirting/creampie. Lmk if I missed anything.

A/N: I just realized I haven't written for Choso in so long. I need to get it together because he is my baby and I need to show him some loving. This was supposed to be done yesterday but the energy wasn't there and I stopped half-way through this. I finally got it done though so here is a little something something until I get some of my other drafts done. Love y'all and enjoy.

Tags: @rav3nmuse @loveupeople @namjoonswifeyy @vmpz8sauceee @keiva1000 @whambhamsam @buddhas-bunny @yumekobicth Wanna Join?

Word Count:~3.8k+

Finally, you saved up enough money for your first tattoo. It has been months of penny pinching and finally you are going to get the tattoo you always wanted. A few friends of yours recommended a shop that was about an hour from where you lived because they were first-timer friendly.

You took their suggestions and began doing your research on what to do and not to do while you were at work. It was pretty simple from what you saw so you were in the clear. As soon as you walked through the door to your apartment you started to look through all the portfolios of all the artists that were online.

They were all so amazing with ranging from different styles and colors. You kept scrolling looking at all the beautiful tattoos that were done. After looking through seven different profiles you are already in your bed getting ready for bed all while still looking for the possible candidate.

Clicking on the last profile you saw a guy named ‘Choso.’ He had a full sleeve on his right arm and a half sleeve on his left. You could see he had an eyebrow piercing, snakebites, and a few on his ears. You would be lying to yourself if you say he wasn’t hot and wonder if he has other piercings.

“Damn I think he might be the one.” Scrolling through his pictures you made up your mind immediately. All the tattoos he did were phenomenal. They were so detailed and gorgeous. You looked at all the pictures until you saw he did a few tattoos on thighs. That’s what you wanted. From the photos you saw he has done tattoos that were on bigger thighs too which made you feel comfortable.

That’s it, he is going to do your tattoo. You didn’t spare any time as you push the button to make your appointment. Choosing Choso as the artist you want to book. You saw that he had an opening on Friday that afternoon which is perfect because that’s when your weeklong vacation starts.

After entering your information, you selected that date and time. Reading the terms and conditions you click confirmed and you were all set. Your cheeks began hurt from smiling so hard as you kicked your feet.

A few minutes later you got a text message from an unknown number. You thought it was your appointment confirmation, but you saw something totally different.

Unknown Number: Is this Y/N L/N?

You: Yes it is. May I ask who is this?

Unknown Number: Sorry my fault it’s Choso. I just saw you booked an appointment with me on Friday. Is this your first time getting a tattoo?

You: Yeah it is actually. I’m nervous tbh but I’m excited.

Choso slightly chuckled at your statement.

Choso: Don’t be I’ll guide you and answer any questions you might have.

You giggled to yourself as you started to text him again.

You: Okay that’s great. Now if it’s not too much could I send you the tattoo I would like to get done. Is that okay?

Choso: Sure, I don’t mind.

You quickly searched through your gallery of photos until you found the picture you were looking for.

You: {Picture}. This is what I have in mind and I hoping that I can get it on my thigh.

Choso eyed the picture. It was cute and he has done plenty of tattoos similar to this in the past.

Choso: I can do this. I’ll get a sketch done and have it ready for you by then.

You: Really? Thanks, I can’t wait to see it.

Choso: No problem.

With that the conversation ended. Butterflies were flying around in your stomach as you laid back onto your bed. You didn’t even have a deep conversation and you were already whipped for this guy. How could you not when he was so fine with all those tattoos and piercings.

“Well, that is enough excitement for one day” you told yourself. It’s time to hit the sheets and get up for your last day of work in the morning. Snuggling deeper into your blankets and putting your phone on your night stand you yawned feeling your body relaxed. Only one more day before you get your new tattoo and meet Choso.

~Friday Morning~

You were still sleeping as the sun was rising high in the sky and birds chirping pass your window. Being a morning person was not your thing but had an alarm set so you can wake up on time. Everything was quiet until you heard the buzzing sound coming from your phone. It was subtle and quiet, so it didn’t wake you up right away. A few minutes later your alarmed sounded which definitely woke you up.

The groan you made sounded so ugly coming from you, but you didn’t care. Wiping some drool from your mouth with your shirt you turned over to grab your phone. You hit the dismiss button for the alarm but then you saw that there was a text from ‘Choso.’ You quickly opened it and began reading it.

Choso: Y/N I can’t do your appointment today. Well not at the shop at least. The building next door pipes burst flooding their place and ours so here is my address.

You vision hasn’t cleared up yet, but you saw the next text that looked like an address.

Choso: I should be done helping with the damages by six so come by at eight.

You: Okay.

You hit send and laid back in your bed. Rubbing your eyes, you got up so you can freshen up for the day. You didn’t really do anything besides eating and cleaning up your apartment but that wasn't much because you still had how many hours left until eight o’clock. Searching through Netflix, Hulu, Peacock, Tubi TV, HBO Max, and every other streaming service you couldn’t find anything to watch so you just chose something at random.

Surprisingly, what you chose was very interesting, so you just watched that. As the hours passed the time for you to leave got closer. You went to the room to change into your soft comfortable shorts and a simple t-shirt.

Sliding on your favorite comfortable shoes you looked at the address he sent you. When you looked at the address you began to get confused. “This can’t be right?” Grabbing your charger and keys you walked out of your apartment.

Walking past a few doors you knocked on the one in front of you. You heard the chain come off the door and there he stood. Shirtless. “Can I help you?” You stared at him trying to make up in your mind that this was real. You quickly looked down to see his belly button piercing but then back up at him.

“Ummm I’m Y/N. You told me to come here for my appointment. Hehehe.” ‘Why did I do that?’ you thought as you mentally face palming yourself. You managed not to stumble over your words, but you were nervous.

His expression softened and a small smirk formed on his face. ‘I’m not gonna make it’ you thought. He moved to the side and opened the door wider. You pulled at shorts since they rose on the way here. You hope they weren’t too far up. Walking inside you could smell the scent of black cherry merlot. It relaxed your nerves a little, but you were still uneasy.

He eyed your figure as you stood in the middle of his living room. He has seen cute girls throughout his career as an artist, but you top them all and the future ones to come. Looking at your shorts he couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have his face between your thighs. His thoughts were cut short when you began to speak. “You have a nice place here and it smells amazing.” You said that to start some small talk.

“Thanks, I try to keep it that way.” He walked past you to walk down the hallway. You followed behind him until he stopped in front of a room. You walked inside and he had a whole too. full of things. It looked like a tattoo shop but it was smaller. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll get everything set up.”

You slowly walked towards the chair and sat down still looking at the walls. You saw him walk out of the room and you heard running water. When he came back he pulled a pair of black gloves out of a box near you. The way his muscles and veins flexed when he put on the gloves made you feel tingling inside. You were startled when one of his gloves popped. He tried to say “fuck” silently as he reached for a new one. Your mind was betraying you into thinking of other things that were unholy when you heard that.

You did not hear a word he said as he walked towards you with a tray of things. “Y/N?” His voice was so soft and with a hint of deepness. He sat down in his chair as he pulled things from behind him. “You not backing out on me are you?” You snapped out your naughty little daze shaking your head. “Oh no I’m fine. I’m totally fine.” You cleared your throat which made him chuckled a little. “Don’t worry you are in good hands.”

You saw him grin and it just made your little heart skip a beat. ‘I just met him I can’t think like this. He is my type but still I have only known him for a few minutes.’ You were battling the thoughts in your mind as you felt his gloved fingers tap your thigh. “Where do you want it?” He was holding the sketch of the picture you sent him, and it looked so good in person. You looked at your thigh and pulled up your shorts a little higher. You eyed your stretch marks hoping they weren’t a bother to him.

He took notice but it didn't bother him at all as he laid it down and sprayed some water on it to make the ink transfer. Letting it set for a while he pulled it away and you saw the outline on your thigh. He was getting everything ready when he asked you a question. “Are you ready?” You nodded your head, but you saw a look on his face. “Are you sure? Tell me that you are ready.”

You shouldn’t feel like this. Of all the times to feel yourself getting wet this was not the time. You sighed and looked into his eyes. “I’m ready.” ‘Good girl’ he said in his mind. “Just relax and everything will be over in no time okay?” “Okay.” You heard the machine turned on. The buzzing noise wasn’t loud, but you can hear it clearly if you were in the living room. This is it. No turning back now.

~Two Hours Later~

Talking with Choso and asking him questions while he was working on your tattoo was way more fun than you thought. He is a really nice guy, and he was professional the whole time. Unlike you your mind was throwing around nasty thoughts as you felt his free hand travel higher on your thigh which made you squeeze them. It was innocent to you but your mind was saying otherwise.

You told him that you lived a few doors down on the same floor and that's how you got here so quick. Choso smiled when you said that. You saw him wipe away the excess ink one last time before he set the needle down. He began to clean it up and explained what you have to do for the next few weeks as he wrapped your thigh.

“Take a look and see what you think.” He moved out of the way, and you stood in the body mirror behind you. “Oh, wow this is this is….. better than I imagined.” To see your whole expression, brightening up from before made him smile but to also see that your shorts have risen a little higher made him happy too. “Oh, Choso how can I ever thank you?” He started throwing things away and cleaning up.

“I’m happy to see you like it.” “Like it? I love it. You are amazing man. I’m definitely coming back to you for my next tattoo.” You were admiring your tattoo not realizing he was behind you. You bumped into him, but you felt something hard against your backside.

You froze where you were and looked in the mirror. Seeing Choso standing behind you was starting to feed into your delusions that plagued your mind. He got closer to you with his chest against your back. Your mind was so hazy as you smelled what he was wearing. “You asked how you could ever thank me right?” You watched him lean into your neck and kissed you gently. “Yee-ye-yeah I did.” He kissed you neck again but closer to your face.

You shut your eyes as your felt his hands go under your shirt and rubbed all over until he reached your bra. “YY-You do this with all your female clients?” He kissed your neck but then he sucked on a certain spot that made you gasped. Pulling away you saw a spot on your neck. “No. You are the only one. Plus, I have a feeling you are the only one who can handle me.” He bit your earlobe as he pulled your shirt over your head and tossed your bra to the side. Goosebumps rose as you felt the cool air touch your skin.

He turned you around to look at your face. Choso held your chin and made you look into your eyes. His lips touched yours so gently but soon he deepened the kiss. You opened your mouth, and you felt his touch yours. You totally forgot he had a tongue piercing but that wasn’t stopping you. He opened the door and pulled you towards him practically dragging you across the hall to his bedroom.

His lips were still connected to yours as he walked forward, and you walked backwards. You sat on the bed as he pushed you backwards making you lay on your back. “Ever since you walked in here I couldn’t take my mind off these juicy thighs. Imagining my face between them wondering how your pussy taste on my tongue.” He massaged your thighs carefully not to touch your freshly done tattoo.

“I saw your thighs squeeze together when my hand got higher earlier. I was doing it on purpose to see your reaction.” Your bottom lip was between your teeth when you felt his fingers pull at the band of your shorts making them go towards him. You lift your hips to help him pull your shorts off.

“No panties huh?” You turned away from him as your face was starting to tingle and get hot. You shut your legs, but he held them open. You covered your face realizing he is seeing you in your natural state. “Baby no need to be shy. I don’t care honesty. Imma still devour it because it’s mine now.”

You watched him get on his knees between your thighs. You started to scoot away but he pulled you back and smacked your pussy. You moaned from him hitting your clit directly. “There is no running from me princess.” You looked at him as he spread your lips apart with pointer and ring finger. The ball from his piercing made contact with your clit followed by his tongue.

You started to wonder how many other girls got to feel like this but then you began to not care. You are here now. Not them. Choso pulled your closer to the edge wrapping his arms around your thighs. He was sucking and licking every part he could get his tongue on. You couldn’t move because he had a strong grip on you. You began squirming in his arms from him licking your now sensitive clit.

“C-C-Choso….. shit…” You could barely form words as he was working his magical tongue on your cunt. You felt his tongue graze and enter your twitching hole a few times which almost set you off. He loved your reaction, and he wants to see more. Choso slowly pushed his fingers deep inside you making them touch a certain spot familiar to you.

You felt his fingers rub it slowly but then he started to go faster. You felt like you were going to cum, but it felt different. He was knuckles deep as he was thrusting his fingers inside of you. You were holding on to the pillow until he snatched it from you. You grabbed his ponytails and pulled them to pull his head away.

Choso didn’t move an inch away from you instead he moved closer to you and started to suck on your clit again. You were losing yourself and you just let it happen. Soon liquid slowly squirted out until there was more and more following after. He didn’t stop as he continued to finger you and lick you. Choso’s face and chin were wet, but he didn’t care. Pulling his fingers out he licked them and then kissed your clit.

You looked at him as he unbuckled his dark belt around his black ripped jeans. Pulling them down along with his boxer you saw something that knocked you out of your haze.

“Don’t worry baby. I know you can handle it. Now face down and ass up.” You eyed his cock as you turned yourself over and crawled further up. You could feel his weight settling into the bed behind you. Pulling one ass cheek apart he saw your wet pussy glistening from what little light was shining in the room from the moon.

Stroking his cock his teased the tip at your hole. “Breathe and relax for me baby. I’ll go nice and slow.” You moaned as his voice dropped octave. You took a deep breath and then you felt him enter you slowly like he said. You felt the first-row squeeze through and then the next few. You moaned as you felt all four rows of them touch your g-spot. “See it’s not so bad. You are such a good girl for taking me so well.”

You moaned at the praise but also when he slowly pulled his way back out. Hearing your wetness within the quiet room turned you. “Please go faster Choso. Please~.” You felt him push his cock deeper and then he stopped. “Are you sure princess~? Is that what you want?” You didn't say anything which made him smack your ass making you whimper again. “Come on baby~. You did this earlier so I shouldn’t have to ask you again.” You turned your head and looked at him giving him full eye contact. “Yes I want it please~.”

Without warning he pulled out and then pushed back into you making your head fall forward. You heard him hiss and groan as he felt your pussy squeeze his cock. Pulling your ass apart he could see his cock going in and out so easily. “See I know you can handle me. If only you can see how your pussy is sucking me in. Of course, you can feel it so that's good enough.” He smacked your ass again making you scream into the bed.

He saw your other hole clenching around nothing so why not have a little fun he thought. Choso moved his hand closer to your ass and moved his thumb over your hole. You began to whine and shake your head. Choso just smiled as he ignored you and only stuck a small part of his thumb in. It didn’t hurt but it felt so foreign to you. Choso kept going at his fast pace and watching you crumble under him.

“You must’ve never had this done before. I wonder what else I can do to awaken your inner freak and sync it with mine.” He pushed more of his thumb inside and you were losing your mind again. Having your pussy stretched along with your ass was a little too much to handle but you didn’t want it to stop. This was a whole new feeling to you, but you loved it. You would admit it to him, but only mumbles and moans were coming out of your mouth.

While hearing your moans you could hear his moans getting kind of pitchy every once and while followed by a deep groan. He watched as your pussy started to cream on his cock which means you are getting closer to cumming again.

Pushing down on your back making your back arch even more he heard you getting louder from the change in angle. His hand went for your neck, and he squeezed it. Not enough to hurt you of course.

“Such a good girl. You are such a good girl. Fuuu-uck~.” His cock was reaching places that you never knew where there and you getting so close to the edge. Choso was getting close too, but he didn’t want to cum first.

With his other hand he reached under you and started to rubbed and pinch your clit. The edge you have been reaching for finally came. “Choso~!” was the only thing that came out of your mouth as your walls squeezed his cock covering him in your sweet white creaminess.

Choso growled as he fucked you through your orgasm while chasing his. With a few more pumps he grabbed your hips and pulled you back onto his cock. The way his cock was pulsating and painting your walls felt so amazing as you were still going through your own orgasm. You heard his loud deep breaths behind you compared to your soft shallow ones.

You felt him pull you by your neck. Turning your head, you were met with his lips once more. You could faintly taste yourself on his tongue. You felt him leaning over and he fell onto his side still kissing and inside you. You moaned as he started to move his cock again but then stopped.

Pulling away he looked into your glassy soft eyes and sweating face. You grinned as you raised your hand to play with one of his ponytails and kissed his nose. He smiled as he managed to get the covers from underneath the both of you. You don’t know how he did it, but he did it.

Your body slowly relaxed into his warmth with his head laying against yours. Choso’s soft snores and your soft breathing soon filled the room and together you both slept through the night.

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Heyyyy, I read your shiggy x reader and it was hot🥰🥰🥰

Can I get more shigaraki x reader smut plz and thank you🥺🥺 more first time rough sex with creampies💦💦💦💦

✿ Tomura Shigaraki x F!Reader - First Time ✿

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Genre : Smut

CW : smut , cussing. Loss of virginity, rough sex. Creampies

WC: 1.1k

(A/n: Thanks you so much for the request <3 And I LOVE writing / Reading first times with Tomura I just know he would come so much and he so nervous and rough with his baby but how could he resist your just so cute :) )

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It was rather late at night you were in the kitchen getting something to drink. You had your pj‘s on, a tank top and some short shorts. Not to worried any of the leauge members would see you. Until you heard a door open and your boyfriend shigaraki also made his way into the kitchen. You smiled at him he he came up to you and you swung your arms around his neck pulling him into a kiss. You guys have bee dating for a few months and haven’t done anything besides kissing. You could tell he was kinda shy and still scared to touch you.

„What are you doing up so late“ he ask with his sleepy voice. You loved his voice it made you press your thighs together.

„Couldn’t sleep“

Was all you said pressing another kiss onto his chapped lips. He was still a little insecure but you made sure to let him know you didn’t mind. He ran his gloved hands down your sides pulling you in by your waist. You could feel his dick print against your stomach. You decided to rub your stomache against his shaft. Biting your lip smiling up at him.

He pressed you against the fridge kissing you roughly massaging your sides and groping your ass. Making you moan into the kiss giving him the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. Before it could escalate you pulled away taking his arm and pulling him into his bedroom. He got the hint and closed the door pressing you against it going back to kissing you. Kissing down your neck and running his hands up your tank top touching your breasts. He slid his knee in between your legs pushing against your clothed core. You bit his lip moaning his name. You guys have never gone further than him groping you so you moaning his name grinding down on his knee made him rock hard. He lifted up your top and kissed your breasts. He slid your pants down snapping the band of your cute lace underwear. You reached out to unbuckle his belt and pulling down his pants. He lifted your one leg pulling your panties to the side rubbing your clit. This made you throw your head back moaning.

„Does ist feel good“ he ask his head buried into your neck sucking on it.

„Y-yes baby“ your whimperd into his ear making him weak in the knees. You reached out and pulled down his boxers his large cock slapping against his toned stomach. You didn’t think it was that big it made you so wet.

„so big baby“ you said giggling touching it beginning to stroke it. What you didn’t expect is him biting down on your shoulder cumming all over your hand. Your eyes went wide smiling. Finding it quite cute knowing what effect you had on him. He threw his head against the door behind you letting out a quite „fuck“. You kissed his collarbone making him look at you. He was scared to look at you afraid of your reaction . He was beyond embarrassed he finally had his beautiful girlfriend all to himself and he came the second you just touched him.

„I-im sorry I didn’t mean to just felt so go-„ he started but you cut him off with a kiss.

„It’s fine baby it happens…you want to keep going.

You were trying to be understanding you really were but feeling your boyfriends breath on your skin his cum all over your hand and your clit unsatisfied you really needed him to try again. Especially after seeing how big he was. He picked you up and put you down on his desk. Taking off your panties and pulling you to the edge spreading your legs. He put his tip at your entrance and rubbed it up and down. He looked at you and ask to for permission to put it in. You nodded at him eagerly needing him to fill you up. You held onto him for support a little nervous at his size. But he kissed your temple slowly sliding in until he bottomed out. You both moaned out. Clawing your nails into his arm. Until you felt him shooting his cum into your tight walls. He grabbed your thighs letting his head fall onto your shoulder.

„Fuck I’m so sorry…if you want to leave it’s fine You probably think I‘m a-„

„B-baby you don’t see me mhh leaving do you. Please mh ughh try again“. He looked at you in shock his dick going harder inside of you then before. He could see your brows furrow and biting lip.

„You sure you ehm ok“

„Yes yes please fuck me baby…your just so big“ you whined out. And at that he snapped his hips into yours making you scream out. He snapped his hip into you a few times again until he came again. His cum leaking out of your cunt. But this time he didn’t stop. He continued fucking you through his orgasm making you squirm in his hold. You clawed at his bicep at how hard he was thrusting in and out of you. Your juices mixing making such lewd noises. Your moans getting loader. And the way you clamped down on him he knew you were close.

He laid his hand on your stomache feeling him inside you hitting all your sweat spots. He took his large thumb rubbing circles on clit making you scream his name and throwing your head back. You squeezed him with your legs cumming on his cock. He slowed his thrusts down resting his forehead on yours.

He picked you back up laying you down on the bed putting your legs on his shoulders. Smirking down at you pushing his cock deep into you making you cross your eyes.

“You feel so good baby want me to fill you up again huh?”

He chuckled knowing he already filled you up twice with his cum still leaking out of you running down your legs.

“Yes tomu Please fill me up again”

He continued thrusting into you groping your breast and pinching your nipples. He loved the faces that you made. Knowing he’s the one making you feel this good. He could feel that you were close again he was too so he started pounding into you harder than before. Tears were forming at your eyes. You’re chanting quite little “please”.

He bit into your shoulder as you both were coming at the same time. Filling you up for the third time this night with his hot sticky cum. He thrusted into a few more times before pulling out and dropping himself next to you. He pulled you on top and asked if you were ok. His cum was leaking out onto his sheets and your breathing slowed down. You let out a little yes before you fell asleep cuddled into his chest.

I Hope you enjoyed reading this and PLEASE leave request :)

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✿ Tomura Shigaraki x streamer!Reader ✿

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Genre : Smut , fluff

CW : smut , cussing

WC : 3.9k

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You were a streamer and actually really popular in Japan. Not only because of your looks but also Skills. It was another Friday evening and you were streaming one of your favorite games. On Friday’s you liked to invite people to come and play with you. Out of hundreds of people obviously only a few had to Chance to actually play with you. And currently Shigaraki was sitting in front of his computer waiting for you to pick him. He watched your streams every time and every Friday he anxiously waited for you to pick him but so far he had no luck.

„And the next one up iiiiiis john675!!“

You said with excitement. To him you were just so cute and perfekt. Perfekt for him he knew it. It was meant to be. But he groaned in frustration smashing his fists on the table making it shake. He was not only so eager to play with you because he would get the chance to talk to you but you also had a challenge for your fans. The person that beats you would get unlimited access to personally message you. But so far nobody has won and many have tried. Be he knew he could do it.

“So guys one more person and we are done for today”

He couldn’t wait his hands were sweaty and he was holding his breath.

“The last person is decay69”

He couldn’t believe it. He was in shock hastily grabbing his mouse almost dropping it to click the invite request from.

“Hello can you hear me ok?”

You asked so sweetly. You were always so sweet. He couldn’t believe you were actually talking to him.

“Y-yes I can”

Ofcourse he had to stutter he mentally cursed him self out for that.

“Alright are you ready?”

“Yes”

And the game began he was mostly quite through out the game focusing on not loosing and killing your character. But you were good and landed many hits on him. In between you let out little giggles or said stuff like “got u” while smiling. To you it was just a silly game but to him it was so much more. It was his only chance to ever talk to you. And suddenly he was starting to get closer to winning. And you have gone silent also focusing. Because no one has ever gotten this close to winning. The chat was going crazy. And after some time the winner letters appeared on his screen. He leaned back in his chair with a huge grin on his face he did it. You were in shook mouth hung wide open.

“Omg congratulations decay69 that was amazing no one has ever beaten me“

You smiled you were no doubt actually quite happy Someone has finally won.

„Thank you“ he said with a small chuckle.

And not gonna lie that chuckle sounded so hot his deep husky voice in General. Now you were a different kind of exited to talk to him.

„So I’m going to send you the access info for the private chat and I am excited to talk to you“

„Me too“

was all he said before you said your goodbyes and endet the stream.

He still couldn’t believe he would finally get to talk to you. But a pretty girl like you would probably be disgusted if you knew who he was and what he looked liked. Thank god through chat you couldn’t see that.

Soon after the stream endet he got a message from you.

„Hey decay69 that was an amazing game you were really good ^^ I had a lot of fun playing with you ♡ „

„Thank you I also had a lot of fun“

„I’m glad you did so what are you up to ^^“

He can just imagine how you lay on your fluffy bed in thigh high socks and an oversized sweater on. He wishes he could just hold you and talk to you like that. He thought you would only send him a few messages and he would have to be the one to start the conversations and keep them going but surprisingly you guys had a lot more in common than gaming. You were writing for hours. You were also quite surprised how talkative he could get he seemed so shy in the beginning. And this went on for weeks. And sooner or later you became more curious. Wanting to know more about him. But you didn’t wanna make him uncomfortable. But one day you decided to ask for at least his name. You guys talk about so much private stuff that his name should be no problem.

“Hey ^^”

“Hi”

He always responded so fast you loved that about him.

“I really like talking to you a lot and I want to get to know you better so I just wanted to ask if you would tell me your name ?”

“If not it’s totally fine ;)”

You reassured because he took longer than usual to reply to you. Regret sinkt in. He probably had a reason he didn’t tell you his name. You threw your head into the pillows in frustration.

On the other side of the phone was a struggling shigaraki not knowing how to reply. The lov wasn’t that famous yet so there was only a slim chance you would know who he is. But then he had an idea.

“Tenko”

You snapped your head up from the notification and saw his message. You had a huge smile on your face.

“I like that it suits you“

He blushed at your message. He does not know if this is the right moment to ask but you did say you wanted to get to know him better so he took his luck and just went for it.

„I would like to get to know you better too is there any chance you would like to meet up someday?”

Now it was you time to blush. You giggled like a school girl with a crush. Well you did kinda have a crush on him. But you did had to be careful he could still be some kind of creep. He didn’t send you any photos of him but he did describe to you what he looked like.

“I would like that ^^”

He couldn’t believe that you actually wanted to meet. So you guys made up a place and time to meet. You chose a park it was private but also public enough for a first date. You were both excited and couldn’t wait.

- a few days later -

You arrived at the park. You guys decided to meet at the fountain. You looked around but he wasn’t here yet. So you decided to sit on a bank and wait for him. You wore a cute little sundress and had your makeup done. You did put in a little more effort than usual and wore your expensive Parfum. You were on your phone waiting till someone came up to you.

“Y/n?”

It was him. He looked so shy. You looked at him with a big smile on your face and stood up. Only then you noticed how much taller he was than you he was basically towering over you. To not make it obvious that you were starting at him you decided to hug him. You had to go on your tippy toes to actually throw your arms over him. He was kinda stiff at first probably not expecting a hug but he soon hugged you back with his hands, with one finger on each hand up around your waist . You smelled so good he didn’t wanna let go. But he eventually had to.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you” you smiled at him. You were a lot closer than before and could see how handsome he actually was. He smiled back. His smile was so cute. You blushed and looked down at the flower bouquet he was holding.

“I got these for you I hope you like them” he said handing them to you.

“That’s so nice of you thank you I love them”

You guys started walking through the park and talking about all kind of things. You were afraid it was going to be awkward but it was actually really nice. What you didn’t know is how nervous he actually was. There were so many things going through his head afraid he would do something wrong or someone recognizing him. But one thing that he couldn’t get out of his mind was the urge to hold you. Touch you just hug you again. Or holding your hand. Showing everyone that walked by and started at your beauty that you belonged to him. Because quite frankly he was getting kinda jealous but he wouldn’t admit that. Every guy that walked past you stared at you. But you were too naive to notice.

“Tenko would you like to watch the sunset with me”

Your question ripped him out of his daydream about dusting every guy that looked at you.

“Yes sure”

“A few minutes from here is a little hill we’ll have a great view from there” you smiled. You were so excited he agreed. You always wanted to watch the sunset with somebody and now you got to do it with him. You guys soon arrived at a hill and sat down. You sat down so close to him you were practically pressed against each other. And soon after the sun started setting. You just set in silence and enjoyed the view. You decided to rest your head on his shoulder. Thank god you couldn’t see his face he thought because it was bright red. He has to bite his lip to keep himself from smiling like an idiot.

“I’m really glad you beat me in the game” you said looking up at him. “I really enjoy spending time with you”

He looked down at your pretty face and couldn’t keep himself from blushing. He could honestly cry. He could have never in a million years imagine this.

“Me too … believe me when I say talking to you is the highlight of my day”. You guys stayed like this just looking into each other’s eyes. But he noticed you were also looking at his lips. But he didn’t know if you looked at his disgusting scar or if you wanted him to kiss you. So he took the chance and slowly leaned in. But suddenly it thundered. And it started to rain heavily. Of course it had to rain. You guys quickly got up and he took your hand running to find the nearest shelter that wasn’t a tree. You guys found this little ally that was covered. The ally was really small though and to your luck you wore a white dress and you got so wet it started to be see-through. It didn’t took Shigaraki long to noticed and out of respect he looked away. You covered your self and utter a small sorry. He quickly took off his jacket and covered you with it.

“Don’t be” he smiled at you. And at this moment this man had a chock hold on you. How sweet could he be. No one has ever treated you so nicely before. So before you could think you grabbed his face and smashed your lips into his. It took him by surprise but it didn’t take him long to pull you close and return the kiss. This feeling was indescribable. He felt so hot against your body you didn’t wanna let him go. But soon you guys had to to catch some air. So you pulled away and looked at each other. You bid you lip and giggled burying your face into his chest. He hugged you and chuckled at your sudden shyness. You looked up at him and said.

“My place is right around the corner do you wanna come over dry up and wait till the rain died down”

He eagerly nodded so you took his hand and made your way to your place. He wore his gloves and wondered if you noticed them. You haven’t mentioned anything which was good. At your place you took your shoes off and led him in. He curiously looked around he always wondered what the rest of your house looked like. You handed him a towel and a washcloth leading him to the restroom.

“Just put your clothes in the dryer and press this button they be done in a couple of minutes” you explains to him.

“Oh and if your done before me just wait in the living room I’ll turn on the tv and don’t be afraid to make yourself at home”

“Thanks I will”

You went into your bedroom and showered and got dressed in some comfy clothes. You went out into the living room where he was sitting on the couch watching some random anime.

“Are you hungry I was going to order something ?”

He wanted to say yes but he barely had 5 bucks in his pockets. You could see his distressed look and could tell he wasn’t sure how to answer.

“Oh and don’t worry it’s one me you got me the flowers so I’ll get dinner. I know this really good Thai place let’s order there” he was glad you were quick in deciding so you guys ordered and you sat next to him watching a movie.

But to be honest you couldn’t concentrate on the movie. You kept thinking about the kiss and looking over at him. You wanted him to kiss you and to touch you. You imagined all kind of perverted things you wanted him to do to you. You felt like a pervert thinking about him like that. But you couldn’t help it he just had such a strong effect on you that you stated to rub your thighs together. So you decided to be bold and sit on his lap. He looked at you with big eyes not exactly knowing what to do. “Is this ok?” You asked looking up at him. He nodded and leaned in to kiss you. His hands quickly found their way to your hips messaging them. Your arms were around his neck playing with his hair. Your nails tangled in his blue locks it felt so good he moaned into the kiss. This made you grind yourself down on his crotch. His grip on your hips tightened pulling you even closer. Running his hands on the side of your body over your ass squeezing it which made you moan into the kiss letting his tounge slip into your mouth. At this point you were soaking wet. You pulled away to catch some air and to that he latched himself onto your neck making sure to leave a mark. You moaned his name to which he bucked his hips up into your already soaking crotch.

“Where’s your bedroom” he asked in between kisses. You told him where it is so he picked you up off the couch with ease. You wondered what was beneath his sweater. He threw you on the bed climbing on top of you making you feel so small. He started kissing you again massaging your sides and sliding his hands up your torso groping your tits. Slightly pinching the nipple making you cry out. He looked at your for consent to take your shirt off to which you nodded eagerly making him smile at how cute you are. He kissed his way all the way down from your collarbone to your stomach. Taking your pants off messaging your thighs. Leaving bite marks. You pull him in closer to take off his shirt so you wouldn’t feel so exposed. He kinda stopped you. You gave him a concerning look.

“You don’t wanna see that”

He mumbled which made your heart sink that he thought of himself that way. You kissed him running your hands up his arms to his neck pulling him close.

“I want to see all of you … please”

At your words he let you take his shirt off averting his gaze ready for you to pusch him away from you for all his disgusting scars and skin problems. But you started to kiss his chest. Running your hands along his abs down to his belt. You whispers into his ear how handsome he was and how much you wanted him. Biting at his neck leaving marks. This made his cock painfully hard already leaking precum. He pushed you back down going down on you and pulling your panties off latching himself onto your lips slurping up all your juices making you moan out his name.

“You’re so fucking wet all for me hm?”

“Y-yes yes all for you -please”

He put two of his fingers in your mouth making you slightly gag at their size. He made you suck on them. He pulled them out of you pushing one of them into you making you arch your back. Soon adding the second one massaging your insides curling them. Making your moan and squirm. He holds you down by your thighs and going faster. You’re squeezing down on him making him wonder what you feel like on his cock.

“I’m gonna cum Tenko” you whimperd out grabbing at his hair pulling him closer suffocating him.

“Cum for me baby” and at his word you came all over his face pulling his hair and arching your back letting out loud moans. He kissed your thighs asking if you were ok. You giggled at him tasting your self on his lips. You unbuckled his belt taking off his pants.

“So eager” he growled into your ears giving you goosebumps. He pulled down his boxers making his hard cock slap against his stomach. You looked at it with big worried eyes. You didn’t expect him to be so big. You looked up at him. And he new what you thought. You looked up at him and said.

“I’ve never… ehm done it before”

You averted your gaze afraid of his judgement. But what you didn’t see Shigaraki was looking at you in shock. How has no one ever made love to you and made your feel good. AND you let him be your first time. That he was a virgin is no surprise but the way he treated you and made you cum your didn’t think that. Which made your feel inexperienced. So he kissed your forehead smiling at you.

“It’s ok I’ll be gentle ist my first time too” the last part he kinda whispers but you heard him clearly.

You kissed him smiling at him letting him know he can start now. He aligned himself with your entrance slowly pushing in. You winced in pain burring your face into your pillow. He kissed your cheeks and tears away. Slowly pushing all the way in making you moan out and scratch his back. He growled biting your shoulder trying not to come on the spot. You were so tight and warm squeezing him so good. He let you adjust to his fat cock. Kissing you so softly. Massaging your thighs.

“Please move“ You whimperd out. And he did groaning in your ear because of how tight you’re squeezing him. From the beginning he was hitting all your right spots making you moan out his name clawing at his back. Tears streaming down your face because of how good he makes you feel. He is cursing under his breath and praising you. Saying stuff like

„you feel so good“

„So pretty“

„Mine“

„Taking me so well“

„You sound so pretty“

It drove you wild. But he was still holding back so you told him to go faster.

„Please Tenko don’t hold back - go faster please feels so good“

And he did he grabbed your hips harshly holding you down and thrusting into your soft spunky walls. Making you cry out and a white ring forming around the base of his cock. You slid your hand down in between your hot and sweaty body’s rubbing your clit. He noticed and replaced your hands with his large calloused ones roughly rubbing your clit. Your eyes crossed at this your tongue hanging out and brain going numb. He grinned at the sight of you knowing how dumb he’s fucking you. He could tell you were about to come the way you were squeezing him.

„Cum for me baby cum on my cock you slut“

You threw your head back and arched your back cumming on his cock squirting all over him. This was the sexiest thing he has ever seen. The way you claw at him the faces you make and the way you moan his name. He finally has you. Making you feel this good is just pushing his ego. You felt him pull out but wrapped your legs around his waist pushing him back in.

„Please baby cum inside me“

And how could he deny you. He moaned so loud if he wasn’t so high on the feeling of your wall squeezing him he would have been embarrassed. He fell on top of you nuzzling his face into your neck. Leaving soft kisses. After some time embracing each other he rolled off you laying on his back pulling you on top of him.

„Are you ok?“ he asked to make sure your ok. You lifted your head up looking into his red orbs. Smiling at him and just above a whisper answers with a tired yes. Reaching your hand out to caress his face. Even tho he just fucked the shit out of you he was blushing and acting all shy. You put your head back down listening to his heart beat. His hands running up and down your body. You could stay like this forever. But then you remembered the food you guys ordered.

„Come on let’s take another shower before the food gets here“ you giggled. You sat up him following your lead. You got up but stumbled not being able to hold yourself up. He caught you and picked you up bridal style. You let out a little shriek holding on to him.

„Don’t worry bunny I won’t drop you“

You guys took another shower together and got dressed and ate your food Continuing the movie you started. After you finished you talked some more cuddled and kissed just enjoying you guy’s time. You asked him to stay the and he gladly agreed.

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You woke up before him. Looking at his sleeping form. It made you smile remembering last night. But you had to wake him even though you could watch him sleep for hours he’s so cute. It was Sunday and on Sunday’s you usually streamed earlier then usual. So you shook him awake and told him that you are going to make breakfast and had to stream in a bit but he could keep on sleeping if he wants too. He gave you a sleepy nod and you kissed his cheek making your war into the kitchen. After you finished cooking and eating you started streaming. About 30 mins in a sleepy shigaraki woke up looking for you. He had no memory of you waking him up and making breakfast. He walked into your streaming room.

“Yeah that was pretty f-“ you saw him in your camera and quickly turned it away and muted the mic panic on your face. Thank god he was so tall and your viewers could only see his lower half. Your viewers went crazy flooding the comment section. You quickly got up pushing him out of your room. Only then he realized what happend when he so your stressed expression and cheeky smile. And the only thing he said was “oops”. While grinning at you kissing your forehead.

(A/N: This is my longest fic I have ever written if you want to let me now if you liked it ;) rebloggs are welcome and pls leave request!!!!)

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