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Feral
His mouth was warm.
She'd barely had time to blink before he'd descended upon her. His arms had trapped her against his chest as he pushed her back against the Goshinboku.
Kagome closed her eyes as she relaxed within his hold.
She'd been in a relationship before. It'd been during her middle school days and subsequent hospitalization. She'd dated a boy from her class who had seemed harmless on the surface. An unassuming appearance, gentle personality and kind disposition. She thought that she'd done well for herself to find someone so kind. Alas fate was never quite that simple.
Tomura slid his hand over her hip as his mouth slanted over hers more fiercely.
Even like this she could feel the rush of adrenaline running through her.
Never before had she felt so drawn to another person. Never before had she wanted to divest herself of every last inhibition she had with him.
Kagome tentatively coiled her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer to him.
She wanted more.
So much more.
But was that wise?
What did she really know of this man?
His tongue pushed past the seam of her lips.
She hardly registered what was happening when he began his infiltration.
All she knew was an overwhelming heat and need to feel even more than she already could.
His fingers splayed over her hip as he pushed against her further.
Kagome paused.
Wait, was he using all of them?
The young woman paused. She drew back slightly and pushed her palm at his chest as a silent request for him to stop.
Tomura's gaze narrowed.
He moved away from her ever so slightly but he still kept a firm grip on her hip.
"Your hand," She managed through a raspy breath. "Your quirk..."
She tried to speak but her words caught in her throat at the look of panic that flashed across his features. His gaze lowered to where his palm was planted firmly over her side.
All five fingers had curled around her.
Yet nothing was happening.
"You're immune?" The incredulousness in his voice caused her stomach to twist.
"Immune?" Kagome braced both of her hands against him as she took in his look of shock.
"My quirk destroys anything I touch. So long as I have all five fingers on something, it'll turn to dust." His voice was sharp as he explained. "You're the only person who's ever not been affected by it."
She blinked.
Had he been so distracted earlier that he hadn't realized that he'd put his had on her like that?
"You think it's my own quirk? Since I can boost other's abilities, I don't think it'd be too much of a stretch to think it'd negate adverse effects. Although I don't think I can erase quirks like other heroes." She purposefully avoided bringing him up in this conversation.
Aizawa was a topic that was best left well enough alone in their current discussion.
"It's possible," He slid his palm from her hip up towards her rib cage, carefully sliding it beneath her shirt. Scarlet eyes flicked towards her, "Only one way to find out."
His lips curled into a smirk, "Follow me back to my place?"
Her face flushed.