NeonHorizon: Here's another WARNING. This has some mature stuff in it, but this time that does include some gore. Minimal gore, but still. Why is this chapter special? I like to make every tenth chapter extra special. Plus, I wrote this the week of Valentine's Day so it should be extra romantic (?) and I wanted to do better than chapter 38. Enjoy!

The building seemed empty. The villains intended to move their base of operations to the abandoned building the next day so it was still peacefully quiet. Footsteps echoed through the desolate halls as he made his way through the structure. Stepping over scattered broken glass and wood splinters, navigating in low light.

She was somewhere in the building already. Waiting for him. Doubtlessly blushing as she thought about him, with her twisted little heart racing in anticipation. Kugutsu would probably cover her mouth when he made his appearance. He had noticed her trying to control her emotions better.

Reaching the stairs, he could smell something citrus-like and saw that the blood from the previous night's murders had been cleaned up. The bodies were gone. Shigaraki could only assume that this was her reason for wanting to leave early and meet up with him later.

They had managed to get Magne and Twice back to the base and Spinner had done his part by bringing Toga back. Of course, Dabi was still out wandering the streets like a crispy paper doll in the wind. Until he returned, he was a liability. He might be recognized by someone and if they saw him entering the bar, it was game over for the whole group.

What did she call him? Crispy edgelord. That's what he is, isn't he? He thinks he's so much cooler than the rest of us. It makes me sick. Shigaraki started scratching his neck as he reached the second floor landing.

There was a warm glow cast out into the hallway from the room they had used before. Despite his irritation with Dabi, he felt excitement. If the first time felt good, he was sure that this would be better. The first time was just to test her, but now he wanted more.

The villain paused in his steps when he heard the faint crinkle of plastic. Red eyes narrowed in the dim corridor and he tilted his head slightly to listen for any more sounds. The crinkling of plastic and a sort of wet squishing.

Out of curiosity, he continued forward a few more steps and caught the scent of blood. The closer he got to the doorway, the stronger the aroma became. The meaty, metallic smell of fresh blood.

Stopping just beyond the doorway, Shigaraki peered in. Kugutsu was there, but had her back to the doorway. She was sitting facing the far wall and seemed to be messing with something in plastic. He finally entered the room and crossed to where she was, dropping a hand to rest on the top of her head while keeping his little finger raised. Leaning down, Shigaraki saw what she had.

Kugutsu had a small sheet of plastic on the floor in front of her and at its center was a bloody, freshly removed human heart. The ribbon in her hands suggested that she had been trying to wrap the organ like a gift. She looked up at him and blushed pink before darting her gaze away. "Y-you're early."

"What is that?"

"It…it was supposed to be a present. I mean…you remember that guy that bumped into you on the street today?"

Shift P.O.V

She was desperate to make him happy. To prove herself to him. To show him how much she loved him. That was why she had to make the new base clean. That was why she had to hunt down the guy that dared to bump her crush and forcibly remove the man's heart using a blade made of shadows. She just wished she had more time to wrap the gift; Kugutsu was sure Shigaraki would be more impressed.

The expression he wore was not exactly what one might consider impressed. It was more like a mixture of satisfied, relieved, and also a little disgusted. Normal reactions to being gifted a human heart in plastic wrap. However, instead of a word of thanks, he immediately changed the subject. "Stop playing with that. I want you to get ready like yesterday."

The pink shade of her cheeks darkened to red and Kugutsu put a hand over her mouth to hide her smile. I probably look like a freak, smiling like this! Why can't I just stay calm?! But my heart…is beating too fast! I can't keep calm when he wants something like that!

Kugutsu gave a small nod of agreement. Just thinking about the previous night filled her with extreme fan girl excitement. She felt that odd, fluttery sensation rush through her as she pulled off her hoodie. The shorts were discarded next and she paused, hands gripping the hem of her shirt. Should I…? Does he want me to take this off, too?

"Why are you taking so long? I thought you were excited for this."

She tensed and nodded again. "I-I am! I'm just…I don't know if you want-"

"I want you to hurry up. You're making me wait."

"Okay…" Kugutsu took a deep breath to try to keep herself calm and pulled off her shirt. She was pretty self-conscious. After all, she had never actually done this in front of him. She had done it for past boyfriends, but never Shigaraki. She was afraid he would be disappointed.

Her pulse was pounding as she turned to face him, her pointed ears flattened in embarrassment. Kugutsu's cat-yellow eyes lifted to look at him through stray locks of dark hair that fell over her face. He…looks so cool. He always looks cool. Why is someone as amazing as him even giving me the time of day?

Of course, Shigaraki was still basically fully dressed. He was a powerful villain. There was no reason for him to have to take stuff off. He had already applied his protection and seemed a little surprised that she had taken off her shirt. His gaze dropped to the black bra she was wearing and it took a moment for him to register that the weird little red pattern on it was supposed to be cat paws.

The villain's chapped lips drew into a satisfied grin and he closed the distance between them, pressing her back against the wall. Three fingertips trailed along her side, following the curve of her hip and then moving upwards. Those sharp red eyes focused briefly on her pale chest before lifting to meet her stare. Observing how her face seemed to get even redder as his fingertips skimmed up her ribs and along the side of her chest.

Kugutsu's breathing hitched the second he touched her and now she was struggling to not close her eyes to just focus on it. Everywhere that his fingertips made contact with her skin, it felt like it caused waves of heat. She felt it rushing through her and settling as a ball of tension in her lower abdomen. The girl subconsciously pressed her legs closer together.

Her hands hesitantly went to the hem of his hoodie and she felt him jolt at the touch. She forced herself to push onward and gently slid her hands beneath the dark fabric, easing beneath the shirt under it. Her fingertips came into contact with warm, but kind of dry, skin. Kugutsu could feel that he was slender underneath the layers he was wearing, but toned. The feeling of his skin against hers made her bite her lip.

His other hand moved between them and two fingers rubbed at her most sensitive spot, making her subconsciously part her legs a bit. Shigaraki applied just a little more pressure until he heard her gasp and his grin spread wider. Hearing his fan make that kind of noise because he was touching her seemed to bring him immense satisfaction. He ran his fingertips along the area, testing her reaction, and was pleased to feel her press forward against his two fingers.

Kugutsu bowed her head, biting her lip harder to try to stifle any sounds. She felt him rubbing at that sensitive area and was embarrassed that she was moving her hips forward to get more of his touch. Beneath her own fingertips, she could feel his heart beating rapidly. She ran her fingers along his chest, feeling every bit of his skin and trying to picture what it looked like. She was not about to just rip his hoodie off of him like some kind of rabid animal.

She jumped a little when she felt him push the fabric barrier aside and lifted her head a bit. The girl made direct eye contact with her idol and saw the grin on his face. Her flustered fan girl heart skipped a beat as she felt his bare fingertips brush over her warm skin. Something about the mix of pleasure and the horrible danger this was putting her in made her even more excited.

Before Kugutsu could even question Shigaraki's next move, she felt two digits slide into her. The cat-earred villain's hips snapped forward and she released a soft moan. She felt them slide in and out a few times, all while her heart raced and her thoughts became fuzzy with excitement. Without thinking, her right hand dropped down from his chest and she ran her fingertips along something sensitive of his.

Shigaraki released a sharp hiss and lowered his gaze to where her warm fingers were making contact with him through the protection. He watched her move along a few times, in time with what he was doing with her, and soon he had enough. His hand drew away and he stared into the other villain's eyes for a moment before making his next move.

Last time, they had done it on the futon in a very particular way that he seemed to have planned. Almost like he did research. Almost like he had never done it before in his life and had decided to research it as if this was a game he wanted to win. This time was different.

Instead of taking her over to the futon on the floor, he grabbed her left leg and pulled it up to rest on his hip. His right hand was used to line himself up. Thankfully, Kugutsu had been excited enough by his touch that it made it easy for him to enter. One push forward and he was surrounded by the other villain's heat.

Her back arched, pushing her chest against his. He bit back a growl as he brought a hand up to grab the back of her neck, keeping a finger lifted. Shigaraki pressed her face into the space between his neck and shoulder before he started moving. It effectively muffled her sounds and the sensation of her breath on his skin seemed to elevate the pleasure he was feeling.

Kugutsu, being the crazed fan that she was, actually felt tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Being this close, this intimate, with the guy she was obsessed with was almost too much for her evil little heart to handle. Her arms were kind of in an awkward position, though. Her hands were on his chest, beneath his hoodie, so her arms were sort of pinned between them.

The feeling of warm, dry skin. The intense beating of his heart under her fingertips. The way his hips rocked into hers, pushing into her and once again claiming his fan. Her other leg was threatening to buckle, but she managed to keep herself upright. Eyes closing, tears slipping down her cheeks as her love for Shigaraki seemed to overflow.

Each time he moved forward, it struck something deep in Kugutsu. It caused that ball of tension in her lower abdomen to start to pulse and tighten. Little by little, she felt herself being pushed toward the edge. She felt the villain's length slide almost out of her completely and then back in, sharply. It caused her to cry out his name, half-surprised and half-euphoric. He seemed to like it and repeated the action again and again, trying to see how loudly he could get her to say his name.

Kugutsu felt lips brush the edge of her left ear, warm breath skimming over the curve. She felt herself coming undone around him and threw her head back, this time releasing his name in a mix between a moan and a scream. There was a slight twitch of his lips and the villain's pace quickened. She was more sensitive than before and it was quickly pushing her toward the edge again.

He moved back enough to let her arms get free and was pleased to find them wrapping around his neck. Shigaraki could hear her whimper his name quietly, her mouth near his ear. It made his grin spread more. It made his heart beat even faster and fueled his confidence. The hand that had been carefully gripping her leg to keep her in place was now roaming up her chest. Three fingertips moving to memorize every centimeter of pale skin that she had bared to him.

Her breathing became more uneven as she came undone again, but this time was different. His hips pushed forward as much as possible and she felt the grip on the back of her neck tighten. She could feel his whole body seem to tense up as he reached his own edge. Kugutsu nuzzled her cheek against the side of his neck, purring in complete satisfaction. "I…I love you," she whispered.

Shigaraki was silent for a long moment. There was a quiet grumble, but it was hard to tell what exactly he said. Three fingers stroked along the back of her neck as he basked in the afterglow for a moment longer. When he finally withdrew, he leaned his head against the wall beside her and smirked.

"I bet All Might doesn't have fans as dedicated as you are. Look at you. You'd let me do this as many times as I'd want, wouldn't you? I bet you want me to put it back in already. I've got such a loyal, needy fan." He stared down at her, his chapped lips bleeding slightly from cracking open. "You look like you have something to say. Spit it out before I lose my good mood."

Her ears perked forward and she flushed red. "Um…can we sleep together tonight?" She saw him take on a somewhat confused look. "I-I mean, it's normal, right? For people to sleep together after they…sleep together."

He looked to the bloody heart she had gotten him as a gift and, for whatever reason, that seemed to help convince him. "Fine. My fan wants to sleep next to me. I can give you that."

She felt a fresh burst of excitement and grinned. Before she could stop herself, she was holding him tightly in a hug. "You're…really the best, Shigaraki!"