* The Following Story Contains: Mature Content in Future Chapters

* My Hero Academia Characters (c) Viz Media

* Any OC's Within 'Take Me' (c) S3NPAIxATxNIGHT

* NOTE: Bakugo is 23 years old *

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Chapter Four: Distraction

Bakugo looked at his reflection in the mirror while changing into his work out clothes. He rubbed his finger against the lashing marks on his chest from the horse crop whip. He let out a grunt from the slight burn. It's been a few days since he had that night with Elvira and the whip lashing on his chest were still healing. So far it had looked like they weren't going to leave a scar or anything. It still hurt to touch but he tried his best to ignore it because it was in the end worth it. With a grunt he quickly covered himself with his tank top and stuffed his things into a locker. He glanced over at Kirishima that brought him to the gym and he was messing with his headphones that were tangled up. Bakugo slipped his phone into his pocket along with his headphones with a sigh. Kirishima looked up at him with a smirk before he put his personal belongings in his own locker. They both walked out of the locker room and upstairs to the weight room. The clanging of the weights at the gym make Bakugo snap out of a deep thought. He looked over to see Kirishima walking to the bench press. He raised an eyebrow at Bakugo before sitting down on the bench.

"Dude, you seem super distracted today. You alright?" he asked as he placed the towel down with his water.

"Yeah. I'm totally fine." Bakugo rolled his eyes with a grunt. "I just had a long night."

"Alright man. Don't be too distracted. I don't want you to hurt yourself on the equipment." Kirishima chuckled as he started his set on the bench press.

Bakugo stood at Kirshima's head as he stood guard when he counted his set. Kirishima pumped the weight with a few grunts until he lifted it from Bakugo to move his hands under it to place it back on the mount. He gave Bakugo's hand a slap so he could tag in a few sets for himself. Bakugo swapped places with Kirishima and he laid down on the bench before placing his hand on the bar. He started to grunt as he pumped the weight up and down as he counted in his head. His arms pushed against the weight, making his body pump with fire from the burn of the workout. Kirishmia encouraged him as he pushed through his set until he placed the weight back on the mouth.

With a loud grunt, Bakugo lifted up his shirt and wiped his face with it with a groan.

"Dude, what's that all over your chest?" Kirishima pointed at the healing welts of the crop whip on his chest.

Shit.

"It's nothing, dumbass. Go back to your workout." Bakugo flustered as he pulled down his shirt completely flustered.

He slipped his headphones into his ears before leaving Kirishima for his own workout. Bakugo looked back at the large mirror in front of him. He walked over to the smaller weights on the rack and picked out a set suited for him. He lifted both in his arms while counting in his head. The music from his headphones pushed him through his set and he set down the weights before shaking his arms with a grunt.

His mind was wandering all day and it was starting to piss him off. Every time he tries to think of anything other than the other night, he gets completely distracted. He bit his lip in frustration before moving across the room to the treadmills. He started up the machine as he stepped on it, he placed his water bottle on the holder with a sigh.

Bakugo just wanted to get through his workout and go back home for a nap. Maybe that would help ease his wandering mind but until then he needed to focus. After a while of being on the treadmill he amp up the speed only slightly so he could run.

He looked up as he ran on the treadmill and his heart skipped a beat as he saw Elvira in the distance. She was in a pair of yoga shorts and a sports bra all in black. She was making her way to the locker room as she was wrapping her hair into a high ponytail. Kirishima nudged Bakugo on the arm when he stepped onto the treadmill next to him, nearly making Bakugo trip.

"Oi, knock it off before you weird her out." Kirishima chuckled. "You were staring at her waaaay too hard, Bakugo."

"S-shut up! I wasn't staring that hard." Bakugo punched him in the shoulder while turning down the speed of the treadmill.

"Bro, you nearly fell off the treadmill. Don't act like I didn't see that." Kirishima chuckled.

"Shut up, shitty hair." Bakugo snapped back.

"You never noticed she came to the same gym? She takes pole dancing lessons here by this time every other day." Kirishima said nonchalantly as Bakugo's face flustered more.

"P-pole dancing?! How the hell would I know she would be here for THAT?"

"Hey man, pole dancing is a good way to build up your muscle strength. I think that's why she does it. She's got to up on her game if she's going to have a mentor like Midnight." Kirishima nodded his head.

Bakugo looked over to see Elvira coming out of the locker room with a pair of stripper high heels in one hand, they were a neon pink shade. His heart raced as his eyes were glued to the heels and thought of that night again. His hands gripped onto the bars of the treadmill as he tried to think of something else. His eyes looked back at her every now and then. She was waiting near the stairs and a man joined her. He rubbed the back of his neck as they talked and from her body language Bakugo could tell she wasn't very happy. Bakugo frowned as he watched from the treadmill.

Who the fuck is that?

"So, did you two hit it off at the party?" Kirishima asked.

"Something like that..." Bakugo bit his lip.

Kirishima chuckled. "I knew it. Happy for you."

"It's nothing serious. I don't know why you are happy for me." Bakugo rolled his eyes.

"Are you going to go talk to her before her class? She'd probably be happy to see you." he raised an eyebrow at Bakugo.

"She's talking to someone so I think I shouldn't."

Kirishima looked over Bakugo's shoulder with a frown. "Uhh, that guy? I don't think she knows that guy. Must be a fan of hers."

Bakugo looked back at Elvira and her body language was shifting between uncomfortable to trying to play it off. His hands gripped the bars of the treadmill more aggressively. What was that bastard trying to do to her? The man would move in closer to Elvira but she would take a step back with a smile. His blood was starting to boil as he caught on to what the man was trying to do. He could see that the man's expression was changing and Bakugo stopped the machine before stepping off. He heard Kirishima call after him but he kept walking forward to Elvira.

Bakugo wrapped his arm around Elvira's shoulder, "Hey babe. I've been looking all over for you."

"There you are!" she turned her head.

"Is this guy bothering you?" Bakugo turned to glare at the man.

The man gave Bakugo a glare in return. "Who the hell are you?"

"Me?" Bakugo pulled her in closer and without missing a beat he said. "I'm her husband."

HUSBAND?!

Why didn't I say boyfriend?!

That's more believable!

I'm such a fucking IDOIT.

He felt Elvira's body freeze under him but he nudged her to play along. She wrapped her arm around Bakugo's hip.

Play along dumbass!

"Husband? Tch." the man rolled his eyes. "I don't see wedding bands on either of your hands."

Bakugo opened his mouth to say something but Elvira's giggle stopped him.

"Sorry, I don't wear my wedding ring to the gym because I'm scared I will lose it. My husband here is always telling me to leave it at home because I'm a klutz." she lied as she rested her head on Bakugo's shoulder.

Good save.

"Right. Now fuck off before I get mad." Bakugo glared at the man.

"Whatever. You aren't worth it you fucking cunt." the man scoffed before walking away.

I'm going to smash his face in.

"You fucker..."

Bakugo started walking toward the man but Elvira grabbed onto his hand to stop him. He turned around to look at her but she shook her head with a smile. Bakugo turned his head back to kept his gaze on the man until he disappeared out of the front doors. He let out a massive sigh before Elvira let go of his hand. There was a sinking feeling that the man wasn't going to give up that easily.

"Coming to my rescue, sweet face?" she cooed. "Adorable."

"Well, I didn't like how he was looking at you. He was being creepy and you are too nice of a person to tell them to fuck off."

"Bold of you to claim to be my husband. Do I look like marriage material?" she giggled.

He rolled his eyes. "Shut up dumbass. I only said that to make him go away. You need to be more careful."

"Someone sounds a little jealous that another man had my attention." she placed a hand on his arm, gently squeezing his bicep.

"Tch. It's not like that! I was worried about you so I came over. That guy seemed sketchy as hell." Bakugo flustered a bit.

"Well, thank you for coming to help me." she reached to caress his cheek with her thumb.

"No problem."

"How are the marks on your chest? Healing well?" she whispered.

"D-dumbass, don't ask me that here." he whispered back. "People could hear you saying stupid shit."

Elvira's hand slipped up his arm and to the back of his neck with a giggle. "Damn, you are so damn cute when you get embarrassed."

"I'm not cute. Come on, idiot."

Bakugo grabbed her hand off the back of his neck and he led her further into the gym. She followed him as he led her to a bench in the back before making her sit down with him.

"Have you thought about my offer?" she asked as her hand slipped onto his knee.

"I have but I'm still unsure." he flustered at her touch.

"Remember, you can back out at any time. I'm not here to force you or anything. We're both adults here." her hand left his knee and he bit his lip.

"I'm not saying I'm not interested. That night we had was fucking amazing. I'm not going to lie, I've been thinking about it a lot. Especially when I see the marks on my chest." Bakugo rubbed the back of his neck.

"That's why I did it, sweet face." Elvira gently placed her thumb on his bottom lip. "I wanted to leave an impression on my submissive."

Bakugo blushed at her touch again but pushed her finger away "Shut up. I'm not your submissive yet."

"God, I would love to break that bratty attitude of yours. "

"Don't say shit like that here." Bakugo looked away with a flustered glare.

Elvira grabbed onto his bicep again with a giggle and he continued to look away from her. He caught a glance of Kirishima coming their way and he waved at them.

"Hey, Elvira!" he smiled at her.

"Kirishima, always a pleasure to see you." she released Bakugo's bicep to give Kirishima hug.

"Same to you, Elvira." he gave her a wink.

Bakugo clenched his jaw for a moment as Elvira grazed her hand against Kirishima's bicep as they talked.

Yeah, I don't like that.

"I was coming over to steal Bakugo. I gave him a ride here and I'm about to head to the shower in the locker before I go." he looked over at Bakugo.

"I'll go shower first and then I'll come-"

"Hold on." Elvira hand moved off Kirishima's bicep. "I think Bakugo should stay with me just in case that creep tries to come to me again."

"Creep? Was that guy being an asshole?" Kirishima looked at Bakugo with a frown.

"Yeah, he was forcing himself on Elvira. He left when I lied and said I was her husband. But you don't know if that dick will come back." Bakugo rolled his eyes.

"I think I would feel safer if Bakugo stayed with me for my class and I can take him home. I don't mind at all." Elvira bit her lip.

Kirishima chuckled. "As long as Bakugo is fine with it."

"Y-yeah, I'll stay with this dumbass but I'll go shower." Bakugo rubbed the back of his neck with a sigh.

"Don't take too long." she giggled.

{ *** }

The shower was so soothing to his sore muscles and he was sitting on the bench near his locker. He was changed into jeans with a black hoodie. He tucked his gym clothes bag and he put it into a backpack before zipping it closed. He looked at his phone for a moment before leaving the locker room. Elvira was waiting at the bench, her eyes locked on her phone as he walked up to her. She looked up with a smile before slipping her phone into her sports bra. Bakugo quickly grabbed it and slipped into his front pocket of his hoodie.

"No, I'll hold it. You don't need that shit in your bra." he rolled his eyes.

"Thank you." she chuckled as she got up from the bench. "You are so helpful."

"You don't need to do that! You dumbass..." Bakugo glared at her. "When does your class start?"

Elvira looked at the clock on the wall. "In about 15 minutes."

"Do I need to stay out of the class while you dance? I don't mind if I have to. I can stay downstairs on my phone." he asked as they started to walk up the stairs.

"The instructor doesn't mind if people watch. A lot of the dancers have their boyfriends or girlfriends in there almost all the time." Elvira looked back at Bakugo.

"That's fine. I don't mind having to wait. I just want to make sure that guy doesn't try to come back when you leave." he rubbed the back of his neck.

They made it to the top of the stairs and Elvira turned to him with a smirk. He looked back at her with a flustered frown.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Can you behave yourself?" she whispered.

Bakugo's face blushed a deep shade of red. "Of fucking course I can. It's just dancing. You are such a dumbass sometimes."

"Keep talking to me like that. I'll remember it for next time, brat."

His body froze as she opened the door to the class and his heart skipped a beat. He took a deep breath before following her inside the room. The room was almost bare besides the poles in the room and the chairs in the back of the room. There was a stereo system near the mirrors and there were curtains covering the large windows. Bakugo looked over to the chairs in the back and headed toward them to sit down. He took the backpack off his shoulder and placed it underneath the chair. The class looked like there weren't too many people in it, there were five women and one man in the class. Elvira walked with the rest of the class as they all greeted one another. He looked over at his phone for a moment before Elvira came back to him with a smile. He slipped his phone back into his pocket as she grabbed the heels from the floor to hand them to him.

"Help me put them on?" she asked.

"W-what? You want me to put on your heels?" He crossed his arms.

"Would you? I would really appreciate it, sweet face." she sat down on the chair next to him and he got up with a groan.

His hands gently slipped off the flats from her feet and took off her socks. He placed them in her show before placing them under the chair. His hand gently grabbed onto her ankle as he positioned the stripper heel to her foot, slowly slipping them on. He took a deep breath as he looked back up at her.

God, I just want those heels on her with her legs over my shoulders.

"How are you going to dance in these? They are so huge." he mumbled as he slipped on the other heel.

"These are 5 1/2 inches heels. I've been dancing in heels like this for maybe 3 years now?" she tilted her head with a smirk. "Does my sweet face like me in heels?"

Fuck yeah I do.

"S-stop it. You are trying to embarrass me, aren't you?" he looked back up at her flustered.

Elvira held out her hand toward him to help her up to her feet. He took her hand to hoist her up and her chest slammed against his. The tension between them was intense and he felt it as time went on. His eyes glued to hers for a moment and she gave him a giggle before gently pushing past him. Bakugo watched her walk toward the rest of her dance class before he took a seat. His eyes only looked at Elvira while the class started and he eventually tuned everything else out. From what he could tell, Elvira was the first to go up for a dance presentation. Every person in the dance class was going to dance to their preferred song. He groaned underneath his breath as he watched everyone else move back to sit down on the floor while Elvira got up to get ready.

His eyes glued to her as she stood next to a pole and his heart started to race as the room went silent. Her body was faced toward the mirror so her backside was toward his view.

The music started as the lights dimmed to a pink color. Bakugo squinted at the sudden change of color but remained on her body. The thing that stuck out the most was the neon shade of her heels.

'Oh, she's sweet but a psycho.' Elvira placed a hand on the pole as she moved one of her legs outward. 'A little bit psycho.'

'At night she screamin'. Her leg swung so she slowly spun on her heel and latched her other leg around the pole. Her body flowed against the pole like nothing. Bakugo's eyes stayed on her, trying to make sure he wasn't getting flustered. The clicking of her heels was making his heart pound and he didn't know why.

'I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind.'

Her hips moved along with the beat of the song as she dipped down as she moved. His hands clenched onto his knees as he let out a shaky gasp. 'Oh, she's hot but a psycho.' He was getting turned on from watching her body move around but he was trying to remain decent. She moved her body down against the pole until she was on the floor. Her body moved down until she pointed her ass out as she sat up. Rolling her hips as she pressed her back up against the pole while her leg kicked up. 'So left but she's right though.'

Her hand wrapped around the pole and started to climb it with her legs. Her hands moved around until she flipped her body upside down to spread open her legs. 'At night she screamin.' He bit his lip as he watched her slowly move down the pole with a spin. 'I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind'. God, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Her leg wrapped around the pole so she could flip herself back over to a hip lock change. The heel clicked against the floor as she touched the ground. 'She'll make you curse, but she's a blessing.'

She angled herself to do a handstand while pressing her ass up against the pole, her legs pressed up against the pole with a back stretch. One leg moved back as she slid the pole between her legs and she moved to the floor. She grinded against the floor before she got back up to her feet. She moved in front of the pole wrapping her hand on the pole as she dipped down to spread her legs. Her eyes looked up to the mirror and Bakugo locked eyes with her. 'She'll rip your shirt within a second.'

'You'll be coming back, back for seconds.' Elvira moved her hands up the pole as she did a slow seductive body wave before she started to climb the pole again. She moved her body to a power hold as she kicked out her leg as she spun. Her leg hooked back onto the pole as she twisted her body to where she was in a high hold. Her arm extended out gracefully as she moved down the pole. At the last second she moved her body so she could do the splits as she hit the floor. 'With your plate, you just can't help it.'

The lights changed back to regular lights and the music stopped. Bakugo's face was completely flustered as he watched Elvira stand up out of breath. Everyone started the clap as she bowed with a giggle. Her eyes looked back up at him and he gave her a smirk. She raised an eyebrow at him with a lick of her lips before the instructor caught her attention. Bakugo's entire body was boiling with lust and he was trying to control his urge to take her out of here. He wanted her so bad but he knew it wasn't an appropriate setting to do so. His hands clenched into fists against his knees as he tried to think of something else but he was to pent up. He closed his eyes with a shaky breath before he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Fuck.

Elvira looked down at him with a smile as she sat down in front of him and lifted her foot up to him.

"Did you need help with your heels again?" he whispered.

I want her.

"Yes I do, sweet face."

His hands grabbed onto her foot to gently slip the heels off her foot and gave her ankles a soft rub before placing the heel down. She bit her lip as she watched what he was doing before he handed her the pair of sneakers. His hand slipped in the show to grab her socks before slipping them back on her feet. She placed her sneakers on her feet and tied them as she looked up at him.

"Do you want to get out of here?" she giggled.

Fuck yes.

"Yes." he growled underneath his breath.

Elvira stood up from the floor and he quickly grabbed his backpack as they snuck out of the room. She grabbed his hand as they started to walk down the stairs. Bakugo held onto her hand with a smirk until they reached the last step. She turned to him with a wink before she disappeared into the locker room. He waited for a bit for her to come out and she finally came out in a crop top and a pair of black yoga pants. Her hair was glistening from her shower and he bit his lip as he checked her out. He grabbed her bag as she started to head toward the front door. He moved in front of her to open the door for her and she giggled as she stepped out.

They walked for a bit until they reached her car and Bakugo quickly wrapped his arm around her waist. Pinning her against the car as he started to kiss her lips aggressively. His hand moved up to cup her face as his tongue slid into her mouth, groaning against her as he did. Her hands gripped onto his hoodie as she kissed him back more. Her tongue swirled around his as his other hand gripped onto her ass. There was a giggle against his lip as he deepened the kiss. Bakugo pulled away with a shaky sigh before smirking at her.

"I fucking accept your offer." he growled underneath his breath.