A/N: I got inspiration for this one-shot from the very last scene in season 5 episode 1 and the very first scene in season 5 episode 2, when Dabi goes to attack the injured Endeavor after his fight with high end. Possible spoilers are hinted at and implied.
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia and its characters. It belongs to their respective creators.
Hawks wasn't the only one working behind closed doors.
Miruko had wished that she wasn't forced to show her hand like that. But if she didn't, she knew that Hawks would have been exposed right then and there.
Dabi had rushed the critically injured number one hero, Endeavor. He had just defeated a nomu and was in no condition to fight anyone.
Miruko had jumped onto the scene and chased off the villain.
Endeavor was surprised by this, and to say he was relieved was an understatement.
As the paramedics arrived and began dressing his injuries, Miruko hadn't left Endeavor's side.
Hawks had left the scene citing he had somewhere to be.
"Are you hurt too?" One of the paramedics had asked her.
"No, I'm fine. Just staying here to make sure no more villains attack."
Comforted by the words, Endeavor allowed himself to drift into the darkness.
Hours later, Dabi had left the secret meeting spot after his talk with Hawks.
Miruko had secretly followed Hawks to this meeting. She had heard enough and started putting the pieces together.
And she was furious.
Hawks had let himself into his apartment. Exhausted. What a fucking day.
He kicked off his shoes and took off his jacket throwing it on a chair.
About to turn on the light, a hand had him by his throat.
"Don't."
Hawks relaxed. He knew who it was.
"Miruko, what the hell are you doing?"
She let go of his throat.
"I could ask you the same thing. You basically hand delivered Endeavor on a silver platter so the league of villains could test out their pet project."
About to say something in rebuttal. Miruko continued.
"Was there a contingency plan if he hadn't defeated that monster?"
"I didn't know they were sending that freak." Hawks admitted.
Miruko stepped back.
"I just wanted the world to see he wasn't a pushover and that he's the real deal."
"He could have died. As is, his injuries are severe."
"I do feel bad about his injuries, but I wouldn't have allowed him to die." Hawks confirmed
"Right, then your cover would have been blown as well. You are such a fool."
"Lucky for me, you saved the day."
"I'm not in the mood for this."
"We know they are getting bolder with the nomu project." Hawks started.
Miruko turned her back to him, annoyed.
"Tell me something I don't know."
"Dabi seems to have a personal interest in Endeavor." Hawks stated.
This stopped her in her tracks. Her eyebrows raised.
"That flame quirk of his is similar, but that's all I can see." Miruko pointed out.
"Look closer, it's too similar. You didn't hear this from me, but I think there's some kind of familiarity between the two."
This had her thinking.
"He called him Enji Todoroki. Villains and heroes alike refer to heroes as their hero name." Miruko observed.
"Exactly. There's a connection somehow."
"Right. We'll meet later, Hawks. And don't fucking blow your cover."
"Wouldn't dream of it." Hawks grinned.
He turned his back and headed to the kitchen as Miruko let herself out of his apartment.
On the way to the hospital, Miruko kept trying and failing at seeing the connection between Endeavor and Dabi.
It didn't make any sense. Not like she could get answers from Dabi himself.
The least she could do was try to get some insight from Endeavor himself.
Miruko had stopped.
There was no way she could visit and talk to him like this. She would visit his agency in a few days as it was safer and more appropriate to talk there.
Days later sitting at his desk stirring over the encrypted message Hawks had given him, Endeavor finally broke the code.
The work study was insurance in case the pros lost. He didn't agree with it, but he understood the reason.
A page had come through.
"Endeavor sir, you have a guest. They insist it's of the utmost importance."
Not wanting to be bothered, he almost didn't reply.
"Sir, I told them you were busy, but they aren't taking no for an answer."
Sighing, he finally replied.
"Send them to my office."
"Yes sir."
A few minutes later, he watched the doors slide open and close.
He stood up.
The woman that walked in, was of average height and she had a muscular build. Long hair and piercing eyes. Her attention was directly on him. He almost didn't recognize her.
As Miruko got closer to him her eyes narrowed. Aside from that scar on the left side of his face, he looked fine.
Thank goodness.
A slight twinge ran through her, the scar didn't take away from his looks. At all.
Not surprised at her reaction to him, she cleared her throat.
"Nice to meet your acquaintance, number one." She bowed then straightened.
Endeavor just let his gaze sweep over her. She had plenty of curves and looked damn good in that skin tight dress. Clearing those thoughts. He too bowed.
"To what may I owe this visit? Miss."
He was almost embarrassed he didn't know her hero name or real name. He remembered she had chased off Dabi.
"I'm the number five pro hero. Miruko."
"Well then number five, please have a seat."
Endeavor led her to the lush couch taking a seat himself.
She took a seat and let her gaze roam his office. It was just as big and imposing as the man sitting across from her.
It absolutely suited him.
"I just wanted to check on you after that fight."
Endeavor took a deep breath, flames started to ignite all around him.
"If you came here to take pity. Don't." His deep voice echoed throughout the room.
Miruko was almost taken aback by this.
"That nomu you fought was a high end nomu. They take longer to manufacture than the previous ones we've seen."
Endeavor's eyes opened ever so slightly.
He figured as much. It was completely unlike any he had encountered.
"From what I know, we haven't had any luck finding where they are being manufactured." Endeavor admitted.
"That was true until this morning. Two heroes got one to talk. It mentioned hospital. And that aggravating asshole All For One kept speaking in metaphors about their creations. He's locked up but they are still being manufactured. Someone else is manufacturing them."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I think you're being targeted." She answered.
"All pro heroes are targeted. Your point?"
"Think number one, how did that high end know your exact location?"
"The same way you showed up after I defeated it."
Miruko looked sharply at him. He was observant. That much was for sure.
"And it's a good thing I did. I don't think Dabi would have hesitated to end you right then and there."
Hadn't Endeavor thought that himself?
"Your point?"
"I think Dabi is personally targeting you and his quirk has similarities to yours."
"You're not suggesting that anyone with a fire quirk is kin to me or something." He countered.
Miruko shrugged.
"That depends. Do you have any secret love children out there that you don't know about?"
Endeavor scoffed. He only had four children and they were with his wife.
Annoyed, he started to get up.
"We're done here. You have my gratitude."
"It's fine. I was just getting ready to leave anyway."
Her eyes spotted the book on the table. Good. She hoped he deciphered the hidden message within.
"Train those work study boys and push them harder than ever."
"So then, you also know the reason for the work study." Endeavor observed.
"I do. We'll meet again Endeavor, take care number one."
Miruko stood up and started to head out of the office.
"We're up against the people trying to bring about a complete societal collapse, in a very dangerous game. And, if you don't play your hand right."
Miruko left it at that and smirked over her shoulder. She exited the office.
Endeavor watched that tight little ass of hers disappear out of his office. The fluffy bunny tail wasn't a deterrent as much as it should have been.
His pants started to grow uncomfortable around his crotch.
What the hell was wrong with him? Why now after all this time?
He walked over to his desk thinking.
About everything.
It had been two years since he put his wife in the hospital. He hadn't actually seen her, but he'd always stop by to drop things off for her.
On one such day he had come by and filled the vase with her favorite flowers.
Rei Todoroki had come in her room because she had forgot her jacket. She was frozen in place.
"En. Enji? What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to drop off these flowers." Enji had answered honestly.
"How's everyone?" Rei softly questioned.
"Natsuo and Shoto absolutely hate me, and Fuyumi. Well, she's the only one in my corner." Enji admitted.
Rei sighed.
"I've been thinking about this for a while, but I think its best if we get a divorce."
"Rei, a divorce would bring shame to both of us."
"Enji, I'm not stable enough to ever leave this place. And be a mother to our children again. No use in both of us failing our children."
"A divorce would devastate them even more." Enji countered.
"I know, and because of that I want you to keep it a secret. I don't want anything from you. You can have it all, Enji."
"Rei. I"
"Heroes don't have families, Enji. You've achieved what you set out to do with Shoto, your master piece."
Enji didn't like her condescending tone.
He left without further comment.
It would be a few months till Enji had visited his wife again. And it was because he had been served with divorce papers.
He had her favorite flowers again. Enji had opened her door and Rei sat with her back towards him.
Enji set the flowers in the vase.
"I meant what I said months ago. Divorce me. Become that better hero. Don't let us hold you back."
"Rei, our marriage." Enji started.
"Was an arranged quirk marriage. My ice to your fire. Yes I know this and I also went along with it. We just fell out of love somewhere down the line."
Enji stared at his wife in disbelief. She wasn't necessarily wrong. But it still stung to actually hear it.
"Sign the papers Enji. End this."
"Rei."
"End this!" Rei snapped.
Reluctantly Enji had signed the papers.
He let the lawyers take over and despite his wife's wishes, he had given her and the kids everything. It was the least he could do for failing his family.
He built them a new home so they could make new memories in and a place to welcome their mother if she ever got out.
He himself had stayed at the family home, alone. It was better this way.
Endeavor had thrown himself into his hero work. It didn't matter if it was a small time thug or a large invasion. He was always at the fore front of everything.
Snapping back to the present. He thought about Miruko's words.
The more he thought about the high end and the two attacks after that back to back.
He concluded that he was being targeted.
He had been placed in a very peculiar predicament, ever since All Might's forced retirement. People were on the fence if the pro heroes could protect them.
Yes he was victorious, but it had been merely a test to see if he would falter or rise up to the occasion.
Damn that smart ass rabbit, he thought. She was right.
Endeavor stood up and walked towards the doors. He had taken a long enough break. It was time to go out patrolling.
Dabi had watched from afar as yet again another puppet he sent to dispatch Endeavor, had failed. He was growing increasingly anxious and impatient.
He had snapped at his comrades when they tried to reason with him to focus on the bigger picture.
But he couldn't. He only wanted to see Endeavor's death.
Members of the league started to distrust him and started keeping their distance.
Hawks had been playing his hand right getting the others to see how much of a liability he was becoming.
He was going to take down the league from both the inside and the outside.
Weeks later, Miruko was in her office. She heard a knock on the door and summoned the person inside.
Hawks had entered.
"His movements are becoming more sporadic and sloppy. He's close to giving up what we're after. He's as single minded as any other villain."
"His obsession is blurring his vision. Good." Miruko commented.
"Hospitals?" Hawks questioned.
"No luck. Yet."
"Keep looking. I think we're close"
Hawks adjusted his glasses and took a look around.
"Just don't put all your eggs in one basket." Hawks cracked a grin.
"If you think that little Easter Bunny joke is supposed to be funny, you're sorely mistaken." Miruko rolled her eyes.
"Ever the hard ass."
"I'll take that as a compliment. Thank you very much." Miruko said with a vague gesture.
Miruko stood up, she had enough of this.
She pushed Hawks out her office and she slammed the door in his laughing face.
Hawks really made her mad sometimes.
Sometimes she just wanted to kick that stupid fucking grin off his face.
Annoyed and irritated, she punched in the intercom.
"I'll be at the gym. Call me if you need anything."
Miruko made her way to the gym because she needed to let some steam off.
It had been weeks since Endeavor had seen or spoken to that damn rabbit. She haunted him while awake and while he slept.
He had been plagued with dreams of fucking her mercilessly. Over and over and over.
It had been eight years since the divorce making it at least ten years since he had gotten laid. Probably even longer than that.
He couldn't remember the last time he had even touched his ex-wife intimately.
Endeavor hadn't thought of a woman at all. So why now after all this time?
That damn body of hers sculpted to perfection.
That damn dark skin of hers reminding him of sin.
Those damn direct eyes that could pierce a man.
That damn rabbit was driving him crazy.
Damn her.
How Endeavor found himself at the number five pro hero's office he didn't know. He just had a great need to see her.
He walked up to the receptionist.
"Mr. Endeavor sir, what an honor. What can I do for you?"
"I need to speak with Miruko."
The receptionist tried calling her office, but the phone just rang.
"Ugh, let me call her personal number."
Miruko answered her ringing phone. She had been breathing hard as she just finished a circuit.
"Miruko speaking." She sounded breathy and husky.
That right there was enough to get Endeavor rock hard in two seconds flat. He could imagine her sounding like that with him after he fucked her.
"Sorry to bother you, but we have Mr. Endeavor here to see you." The receptionist replied.
"Send him to the gym." Miruko hung up.
After getting directions on how to get to the gym, Endeavor made his way there.
Miruko had just finished putting her hair up in a high ponytail. It was starting to stick to her from all the sweat.
Endeavor had entered the gym as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.
God, he wanted to tug on that thick mane while she took him deeper and deeper within that dark body of hers.
Flames flared up around him.
"Number one. What do I owe the pleasure?" Miruko had kicked the poor punching bag.
Excellent form. He thought.
"I thought about our conversation weeks ago."
"You have? And what deductions have you come up with?" She continued to pummel the poor punching bag.
"You might be right that I'm being targeted."
"So how do you plan on handling it?" She punched the bag in quick succession.
Endeavor advanced further into the gym.
He wasn't going to continue having this conversation like this.
Miruko had went to kick the bag.
Endeavor had blocked her kick before she made contact.
Regaining composure, Miruko jumped back a little.
"Oh, you wanna spar big guy?" She challenged, getting into a fighting stance.
She threw out a punch.
Endeavor countered the punch with ease.
Taking hold of her wrist, he spun her till she was flush up against him.
Her back to his front.
In the space of a heartbeat, she felt him rock hard against both her ass and her tail.
Jesus, the man was huge. In all aspects of the word.
"I plan to deal with it. Till he shows is hand completely, rabbit." His voice was gruff.
Miruko ground herself into him for a split second before jumping away from him and out of his grasp.
She did two back flips to put a little distance between them.
The attraction was certainly there and it was on both sides.
"He'll probably show his hand at the pro hero met gala this weekend." She informed him.
Endeavor never liked going to pointless things like that. But if it meant possibly gaining more insight to whoever was targeting him, then so be it.
"I assume you're going." He stated.
"Hell yeah I am. I'm curious to see how this is going to play out." Miruko smirked.
Endeavor knew a double meaning if he had heard one.
That damn rabbit knew she was playing with fire.
Damn her.
"This isn't a joke, rabbit." His voice echoed out in the gym.
Miruko had walked up to him, looking at him directly in the eyes.
"The names Rumi Usagiyama and I'm dead serious, number one."
"Enji Todoroki."
She turned away from him, tossing her ponytail over her shoulder.
Enji reached out and took a hold of her ponytail, yanking her back towards him a bit. Forcing her to look up at him.
"You're playing with fire, girl." Enji hissed.
"Burn me then, number one." She said evenly.
Enji released her hair and watched it cascade down her back and past that perfect ass of hers.
Damn her.
He took a step back. She wasn't the only one playing with fire.
"See you this weekend, rabbit." Enji said as he stormed out of the gym.
Miruko watched him leave the gym.
Just what the hell happened just now? She had somehow managed to get the number one hero all riled up.
Good. She hoped he wouldn't disappoint.
It wasn't what she set out to do, but she might as well hop on the opportunity since it had presented itself.
It was pointless to continue her workout now.
She never would have guessed that getting somewhat man handled by the number one hero would have turned her on like that.
But here she was, excited, and with soaked panties.
Suddenly, the weekend couldn't come fast enough.
The weekend had finally come.
Miruko had put the finishing touches on her outfit for the evening.
One of the purposes of the Met Gala was to get more pro heroes familiar with one another.
They all had a universal threat and they had to strengthen their defenses and offenses.
Yes, they had to be able to work alone and handle things alone.
But in seeing All Might's last fight they knew he had foolishly tried to face things alone and he had suffered for it.
The fight with Endeavor, Hawks and the high end strengthened the commission's resolve that pro heroes needed to get better united to face any and all threats.
Miruko stepped in to the banquet hall.
Waitresses and heroes flooded the floors. From hor devours to bottomless flukes of champagne to the live band.
This was going to be a fun night. She got swept away in conversation.
She just hoped the league of villains didn't ruin the evening. But even they weren't that foolish.
Or maybe they were.
All eyes had been on Endeavor the minute he entered the hall.
He was an imposing figure and was awe inspiring.
His very presence alone demanded attention.
His eyes scanned over the venue. It was nice. The commission spared no expenses and it showed.
Endeavor advanced further into the room. He knew that at some point he'd have to make an announcement.
But for now, he wanted to enjoy the Met Gala.
As the evening went on, pro heroes continued to have fun and mingle with one another.
As expected, Endeavor had made his way to the stage.
Talk died down a bit as he was given the mic. His eyes scanned the crowd.
"Two things. I want to thank the commission for hosting this event. And two. Pay attention to your surroundings even closer now."
Endeavor was a man of few words. It was just like him to say something like that.
The crowd ruptured in applause.
Endeavor made his way off the stage and to that damn rabbit.
Miruko and Hawks had been laughing whole heartedly at something silly.
Endeavor didn't know if the sight of that damn rabbit with another man had irritated him or the fact that she was with Hawks that irritated him more.
He had watched her all evening prancing around in that damn outfit of hers, never having once spoken to him or sought him out.
His patience had worn thin. He walked right up to the duo.
Hawks was first to calm down.
"Hey number one." He said with laughter in his tone.
"Hawks." Endeavor said in greeting. His eyes darted to Miruko.
"Yo, number one. Awesome party. Am I right?" Miruko grinned big.
"Yes, it's entertaining."
"Great speech up there number one. It was, refreshing."
Endeavors eyes landed on Hawks again.
"Don't patronize me, boy." Endeavor scowled, narrowing his eyes.
"Wouldn't dream of it, sir."
Miruko watched the exchange with a grin.
She knew Hawks was up to something. She just didn't know what.
Then the music changed into a faster tempo.
"As you said number one, this evening has been entertaining."
Hawks had suddenly grabbed Miruko's wrist and spun her in a twirl. He dipped her, then leant in close.
"Have fun tonight number five. You can thank me later." He whispered.
The swishing of Miruko's dress was like a matador waiving a red flag in front of an enraged bull.
Endeavor became livid in the space of a heartbeat.
Hawks brought Miruko back up and practically pushed her towards the other man.
"Great party. Catch you two later." Hawks waived them off and disappeared within the crowd.
Miruko looked up at Endeavor.
To say he looked pissed was an understatement.
It was difficult not to laugh or at least grin. She had never taken him for the jealous type.
Endeavor wasn't going to do anything to cause unnecessary attention or humiliate either of them.
He leant in close.
"Come with me. Now." He ordered.
He turned to walk away.
Without being obvious, she followed the number one hero out of the Met Gala.
They said nothing while in the elevator or when they walked back to his suite.
He opened the suite with the key card gesturing for her to enter first.
Miruko entered the enormous suite taking in its grandeur.
After locking the door, Endeavor watched her cross the room.
That damn tail tantalizing him with the switch of her hips as she walked.
Damn her.
He walked after her. Closing the distance between them.
Miruko stopped and turned back to look at the man approaching her.
"Number one, what do I." She started.
"Rabbit, what is Hawks to you?" Endeavor questioned.
"He's a colleague and pro hero. Just like you are, sir."
This was apparently the wrong thing to say to the number one hero.
Flames ignited all around him.
He was furious.
She was his. This rabbit was going to learn just who the hell she belonged to.
He closed the distance completely. His hands were on her in a flash lifting her with ease.
His mouth was on hers in an instant, kissing her with a hunger that truly knew no limits.
Miruko responded to him with just as much passion.
The kiss was hot and demanding and insisting. His tongue found hers and it was exhilarating.
Teeth and tongues battled for dominance.
A large hand found her hair and pulled her head back a bit to deepen the wet sloppy kisses.
Jesus, the man was holding her up with only one arm.
A true testament to his strength.
Still holding her, he turned and walked to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, he set her down so he could remove his clothing.
If his intentions weren't clear before. They were crystal clear now.
And Miruko had wanted him too!
"Strip." He commanded.
Without needing to be told twice, she began to remove her clothing.
With the last hook and eye and the zipper being freed, the dress fell away from her body pooling at her feet.
Miruko stood before the number one hero, Endeavor in a crimson red skimpy lingerie set and heels.
The bra barely contained her tits and she was only wearing a garter without the panties.
Those piercing turquoise eyes had honed in on the light layer of white hairs above that cute pussy of hers.
Endeavor became rock hard within an instant.
Miruko had attended the party in a garter, without fucking panties on!
Holy fucking shit.
Endeavor's nostrils flared.
This simultaneously enraged him and turned him on at the same time.
He removed his shirt.
Miruko scanned his body.
She always wondered if he had chest hair under his hero costume. Guess this answered that question.
The layer of red hair sprinkled his strong chest and his abdomen.
Years of training had given him his powerful physique.
He stood hulking and intimidating and all imposing.
She let her eyes roam all over his huge powerful body.
Fuck, the man was drop dead gorgeous. His confidence and pride made him that much more desirable.
Turquoise eyes roamed all over the woman standing before him.
She was absolute sin and he wanted her.
No, he needed her.
Miruko jumped onto the bed. Endeavor looked like he wanted a show.
So, she would give him a show.
She started to slowly crawl away from him, making sure to wiggle her tail and ass at him ever so slightly.
The flames surged all around him.
She turned over getting to a crouch position. She bounced her tits as she whipped her long hair around.
She was moving her body in slow sensual measured movements.
Sucking her lip between her teeth, she reached a hand down and parted her wet pussy. Exposing herself to the number one hero. Endeavor.
Seeing her exposed pussy like this made something snap within the number one hero.
Kicking off his shoes, he removed the trousers. Boxer briefs followed.
His pulsating, thick, hard dick hit him on his stomach, heavy with want. It had been too long and this was going to happen.
Endeavor got to the edge of the bed. He reached for Miruko.
He caught her ankle and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Miruko's giggles served to goad him on.
Endeavor hadn't even bothered with removing the rest of her skimpy lingerie or the heels.
He pushed her knees up towards her ears, exposing her even more to him.
Her natural arousal wafted into his nose.
He wanted to taste that pretty pussy before him.
And like a starving man, Endeavor buried his face between her dark thighs and ate her out completely.
Lapping at her clit, sucking on it, fingering the dripping wet cavern of her pussy had completely thrown Endeavor into a primal mode.
And he was ravenous.
Time seemed to still as neither of them knew how long he continued to feast on her pussy.
Miruko had been thrown into blissful oblivion already. She moaned and panted like a sexually liberated woman.
Completely unrestrained.
She wanted him to know how much she appreciated it.
"Number one, I."
Endeavor stopped long enough to correct her.
"You will refer to me as Enji."
He went back to his ministrations.
Understanding completely, Miruko complied.
"Oh my god Enji! Yes, right there. Right fucking there!" She cried out.
She started to convulse around his tongue and fingers. She was close. So close.
Enji stopped once again.
About to protest, Miruko had the breath forcibly expelled from her lungs as Enji suddenly lifted her hips, and drove his dick all the way in her, till he bottomed out inside of her.
Miruko had screamed.
Jesus. The man was fucking huge!
He was so fucking thick and so fucking deep, she could have sworn she felt him in her uterus!
Withdrawing his hips ever so slightly, Enji peered down at the woman he was physically connected to.
"You okay?"
Miruko nodded her head. And that was all he needed.
With his large hands on her hips, he held her still as he thrust into her with powerful, carnal precision. Over and over and over.
Enji fucked her without abandon.
He wanted to absolutely ruin her for other men.
He wanted to show her who she belonged to.
And he wanted to punish her for being a bad girl tonight.
Flirting with other men without panties on! The fucking audacity.
This rabbit of his was something else.
Enji changed their position.
He turned her and brought her to her knees, making sure her ass was in the air. He entered her again.
This damn rabbit had riled him up and this brutal fucking was her punishment.
Enji had both of her arms behind her back in one hand.
The other hand was in her hair pulling on it as he continued to fuck her ruthlessly.
Her tail had rubbed up against his groin with each powerful thrust. He groaned.
Miruko loved everything about this.
She took him within her body completely. And was matching him thrust for thrust. Her wet pussy kept gripping his dick like a vice grip.
Holy fucking shit.
How long they fucked like this, they didn't know or care.
Finally Enji felt his end coming. His balls had tightened up and he knew this was it.
He may have been caught up in the moment, but he was comprehensible enough to know that he couldn't finish inside her.
At the very last moment, Enji pulled out of her and let out primal growls as he released all over Miruko. In her hair and all over her toned ass and back.
And Enji came hard. He had been pent up for a long time.
This rabbit was exactly what he needed.
If he thought she couldn't handle his hard fucking, he wouldn't have fucked her like that. He would have taken more care.
But she hadn't complained and even encouraged it.
He looked down at the woman sprawled on the bed. She looked completely worn out. Good. It's what he had set out to do.
With care, he reached for her, finally removing the heels.
He picked her up and walked to the bathroom. He set her down in the shower.
"Rinse off. I'll run a bath for you. What's your room number?"
"It's 88." She even sounded worn out.
Good. He thought to himself.
Before turning on the water, Miruko took the soiled lingerie off and set it aside. She stepped into the shower and turned on the water.
Realizing her predicament, Enji had made some calls as the bath water was being run.
After retrieving her stuff and canceling her room. Enji walked back to the bathroom and joined Miruko in the shower for a bit.
Afterwards they made their way into the whirlpool tub.
Using his quirk to heat the water to a comfortable temperature, he settled her on his lap.
Miruko leaned into his strong chest, and in that moment she felt safe and protected being surrounded by him like this.
He knew she'd be sore. His was a hard fucking and he had been absolutely ruthless. He hoped the bath would soothe her.
"You okay?"
"Yes." She softly said.
"I wouldn't have been so rough if I thought you couldn't handle it." He admitted.
She smiled, even though he couldn't see it.
"If you hadn't fucked me hard like that, I'd think you were holding back or something."
He chuckled.
"As feisty as ever."
"And you wouldn't have it any other way, big guy."
Enji shifted her slightly so he could look at her face.
"This is all I can give you, Rumi."
He finally referred to her as her real name.
Miruko didn't pretend not to understand what he was saying.
They would be lovers behind closed doors and nothing more.
It was fine with her, she never expected having a family or anything of the sort anyway.
She just wanted to continue her work to take down villains. If she could have some fun with the number one hero on the side, well, that was a bonus.
And he didn't disappoint. Sure she was sore, but she'd do it again in a heartbeat.
Over and over and over.
"I know that and I'm fine with it." She finally replied back to him.
They continued their bath in silence.
As Enji dried off, Miruko left the bathroom, expecting to return to her own room.
She came back a second later.
"Why is my stuff here?" Miruko questioned.
"Because you're staying with me the rest of the weekend." Enji simply stated.
"But you just said." She started
"I know what I said."
Hanging up the towel, he walked towards her.
"Just because I can only give you sex doesn't mean I'm going to abandon you like you're nothing."
"But." Miruko started.
"You're mine. You understand?" Enji snapped.
"And if I meet someone?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow in jest.
"You won't. I can guarantee that."
Well there it is there, Miruko thought to herself as Enji picked her up and carried her to bed.
Miruko would continue doing her investigations, but for now she snuggled up to the number one hero, Endeavor.
They had become lovers this weekend.
And that alone had been enough.
A/N: Well there you have it. Hope you enjoy. This is uncharted territory as I haven't seen this pairing before.
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