Hi! Luna here again, just to remind everyone, this is my AU, my version of how I perceive things to go. Some stuff will be different, some angst thrown in here and there(but who doesn't love some angst), and some personality changes(yeesh this sounds familiar). So the trigger warnings for this chapter: drinking(I promise the ones drinking are above the legal age), sex, cheating. Oh and the music selection for this chapter: Love is Madness by Thirty Seconds to Mars ft Halsey, and Dirty Little Secret by The All American Rejects
A little less than a year ago…
Reina sighs softly, rubbing her face as she sits on the couch in her apartment. Most of Leinei's stuff was already set to be moved in, all she was missing was her baby sister. Her baby sister who was sitting in a padded room and being shoved full of more medicine. A quarter bottle of whiskey and a half empty cup sits on the table in front of her, her hand reaching forward and grabbing the glass so she could finish the rest of the liquor off. It burns as it slides down her throat, a fireball in her stomach.
Shit do I even have any more Fireball left? Maybe I need to call Keigo to bring me some; it's been a while since we drank together.
She grabs her phone off the couch cushion, swiping up to unlock it. Her eyes narrow as she pulls down the main menu and sees a message from an unknown number. She clicks on it, leaning back on her couch.
{Hello, Elementia. This is Endeavor. I hope I've not caught you at a bad time?}
"Holy shit," she breathes, sitting back up and getting a small headrush. She laughs it off, holding her forehead with her right hand as she stares at the phone in her shaking left. She debates what to text back. She is a little tipsy at the moment. Okay, maybe more than tipsy. The bottle was almost full until she got home today.
{No, it's all fine. I was just having a drink. For lack of better phrasing at the moment, what's up?}
She wants to smack herself. She just texted the number two hero 'what's up', and she's doing it while drunk. She'd never hear the end of it if Keigo found out; he'd think it was hilarious. The jerk. I should call him tomorrow. See how he's doing.
{Oh wonderful. I heard your sister was recently admitted to the same hospital as my wife. Perhaps you'd like someone to talk about it with?}
Was Endeavor...asking her for a drink? Or a date? She couldn't wrap her head around it, closing her eyes. She's known Endeavor for years, since she was a preteen and learning how to properly use her quirk in conjunction with others. He had her training with Shoto, so he could become better too. But she hasn't heard from him in years outside of work, she didn't even think he recognized her. He still must not have, referring to her by her hero name.
{Sure. There's a bar near my apartment we can go to. No one should recognize either of us dressed down. I can meet you there in fifteen?}
{Sounds good. Just send me the address.}
"I'm sorry, what?" she squeaks, her hands shaking as she types the address in anyway. "Holy fuck, holy fuck."
Oh god, Keigo would be so jealous. The number two hero invited her to drink, and she accepted! Honestly, can you really deny someone like that? And she wouldn't be lying if she didn't like the dilf vibes he gave off; are those really dilf vibes she was getting though? Either way, she liked him.
So fifteen minutes later, she sat in the bar in a corner booth wearing a pair of jeans and a sleeveless black blouse that buttoned up to just above her chest. Her fiery red hair tumbled down her back and framed her face. The heel of her boots tapped the floor as she looked around for anyone that resembled the man she knew as Endeavor.
"Elementia?"
"Jesus christ!" she jumps, directing her attention to the tall man slipping into the booth seat across from her. "You walk so quietly! I wasn't expecting that, Endeavor."
"Enji," he corrects her, shrugging out of his casual brown jacket and folding it over before laying it on the seat next to him. "And your name?"
"Reina," she replies. "Or Elementia. Whichever you prefer to call me."
"Reina. Salinsa?"
"Yeah, my last name is Salinsa. I actually used to train with your youngest son before my parents passed away."
"That's right, the funerals for your parents and my eldest were the same day."
"Yeah. I'm sorry that you lost him."
"It was an accident," he murmurs, messing with the old fashioned she had gone ahead and ordered for him. "Anyway, how is your sister adjusting to the hospital? They've done well for my wife so far."
"She's ready to come home already," she admits, running her finger around the rim of her own whiskey glass. "But this is for her own good. Dr. Gorlov isn't working for her anymore, so this is the next option."
"Why does she have to be there?" he asks, tilting his head. "I remember her being a quiet girl, a bit of a crybaby, but not one to do anything really messed up."
"Why's your wife there?" she counters, getting defensive. "Rei didn't seem the most liable to hurt anyone, and yet there she is locked away."
"She poured boiling water on Shoto," he retorts, exhaling before drinking his old fashioned into long gulps. Her eyes skimmed over his Adam's apple bobbing, the small trickle of amber liquid trickling down his chin. He set the glass down, inhaling and exhaling slowly. "I've shared. Your turn."
"She accidentally caused several students to kill themselves, and gave two teachers heart attacks, and a retired pro a stroke," she says, taking a long drink from her glass before setting it down with a few drops left in the bottom. "Supposedly they bullied her, but her fucking quirk."
"She can't control it?"
"She can't turn it off, so no I guess not," Reina grumbles. She looks at her glass and gets up. "I'm gonna get some shots. Do you want another old-fashioned?"
"Just straight whiskey this time, please," he replies. She nods and heads up to the bar, leaning on it with one foot set on a barstool's footrest. Enji tilted his head a bit to stare at her, his grey eyes running over her arched back and perked ass. He couldn't deny she was attractive, and a decent enough hero. His mouth went dry as she ran her fingers through her long red hair, the strands parting as she laughed with the bartender during her order.
She looked over her shoulder at him, flashing a smile and winking at him. His face flushes, seeing those green eyes of hers seemingly knowing what she's doing. He looks back at the table, eyes wide as he tries to banish those thoughts from his brain. He's traditional, loyal, not the cheating type. Especially not to his sick wife who permanently maimed his child. But, all of those nights alone in his cold bed, the late nights at the office to avoid going back to that house so filled with hate for him, it was starting to get to him.
"You good, Enji?" Reina says, coming over with three shots balanced on one hand and the old-fashioned on the other. She sets the glass down for him, before sitting down and gently placing the shot glasses down in front of her. He raises an eyebrow at her.
"Don't you have work in the morning?"
"I mean, yeah, but Toda can totally open the agency for me, and I can come in late," she dismisses, taking one of the shots and throwing it back. She coughs and shakes her head, gagging. "So not a vodka person."
"Then why did you get it?"
"Because it hits me harder than tequila does, and I've been drinking whiskey most of the night," she retorts. "Sorry, when I drink, I do so to get fucked up."
"I see," he replies, taking a small sip of his drink. "Do you drink often?"
"Only when I'm stressed."
"How often are you stressed?"
She snorts, covering her mouth with her hand as she tries hard not to burst into laughter. Enji's eye twitches as he stares at her, noticing the top button of her blouse had come undone and could see the barest top of her red lace bra. He takes another sip of his drink, looking away as he blushes a crimson color. She throws back another shot, cringing again. Her face was more flushed than before, the alcohol finally catching up with her.
"You try having my family and the Commission breathing down your neck," she says, slurring her words a bit. She shakes her head. "I have not known a moment of peace since I was thirteen. But you must have it all so good atop your fiery second place throne."
"I wouldn't call it a throne," he mutters, leaning back in the seat. She snorts again, finishing the last shot and folding her arms on the table so she could lean on them. He found his eyes going to her chest that was pushed up by a team effort of her bra and her arms, a stray thought of I wonder how they feel flitting through his brain. That one stray thought was enough to get his brain working. Unfortunately, it was the same brain that gave him four children and not the one that got him to his ranking.
She was barely twenty two, a child compared to him. A child he helped to train for a few years before the Salinsas' untimely deaths. Hell, he would have three kids around her age if Touya hadn't started that fire all those years ago. He didn't see that same spitfire of a girl sitting here, staring at him with those bright green eyes. He saw someone capable of making their own decisions, capable of running their own agency, and juggling the problem child that is her sister. He saw a lot of him in her, and he hoped he wouldn't just have to imagine it.
"You keep staring, Enji," she says, resting her chin on her hand. "What's on your mind, oh holy number two?"
"If you don't stop calling me by my rank, I'm going to-"
"Going to what?" she retorts, grinning lazily as she tilts her head. She pouts her lips a bit, her eyes sparkling. "Spank me? Use your flames on me? I'm sure you don't need a refresher on what my quirk is, Number Two."
"Reina," he growls softly, which just makes her grin grow wider. "Behave yourself."
"Y'know when you said that when I was a kid, it was scary to me," she tells him, adjusting herself so she can lean over the table while balancing on her hand to mess with his shirt collar. It was creased near the front, so she used her fingers to smooth it out. "But now…"
"Now what?"
"It kinda excites me. You got this whole dilf vibe and I'm here for it."
"I'm sorry; what is a dilf?"
"You can look it up later," she assures, winking at him as she starts to pull her hand away. He grabs her wrist, startling her a bit as his teal eyes darken. She melts under the stare, blushing a darker shade of red. "Enji."
"What about this exactly excites you, Reina?"
"You do."
Reina still doesn't know how exactly they got to the Todoroki estate that night. It was a blur more than anything, but she guessed a private driver considering she had memory flashes of straddling Enji in the back seat as his hands ran up and down her back. His left hand slipped under her shirt, the other cupping her ass as she moaned into his mouth. She arched her back inward to press her chest against his.
"Enji," she whispers, hearing his breath hitch at the way she says his name. As quickly as she could blink, her back was against his bed, sinking into the blankets and sheets hugging the mattress. His lips crashed into hers as his fingers fumbled with the button of her jeans and the zipper. Am I really about to sleep with a married man?
"Reina," he mutters, trailing his lips down to her neck, finding that sweet spot between her shoulder and neck that makes her eyelids flutter. Her fingers find their way into his hair, tangling at the roots and pulling just enough to make the man growl and finally get her jeans undone, pulling the zipper down before Reina takes over to push them off to her ankles, kicking them off. When did my boots get taken off?
"Reina if you don't want to do this, please tell me now," he breathes against her neck, starting to undo his own pants. "I-I don't want you to do something that you'll regret-"
"Enji, do me a favor," she pants, sitting up to unbutton her shirt and shrug out of it. His face nearly turns purple at the sight of her in the red lace bra she'd been teasingly showing off all night. He nods, unable to form words at the sight of her sitting on the edge of his bed, legs ever so slightly spread to show the matching thong she wore. "Shut the fuck up."
"Ri-right," he stammers out, getting his pants undone. Fuck, did he have a condom somewhere? He didn't want her to get pregnant. That was the last thing he needed right now.
"You don't have to worry about a condom either," she says, seemingly reading the concerned look on his face as she pulls him to her by the waistband of his underwear and pushing the band down so his dick could pop free. "Sterile."
She..was sterile? What the hell. A beautiful woman like her with a quirk that's impressive on it's own-and she's unable to have kids?
"Right," is all he can say, not wanting to dwell too much on it at the moment as she wrapped her lips around his head and took him as far as she could to the base. He groans, his fingers threading into her long hair and his hips starting to rock against her face. He knew he wasn't the biggest; he'd heard enough chatter at the office to gather that much, but fuck the way she was choking herself on him, the moans and whimpers as she fucked her face on his cock, it made his dick harder than it's been in years. He felt dizzy from all the blood rushing to the opposite head, but hell if he cared.
"Fuck-reina," he pants, a low growl in his throat she pulls off, tears running down her cheeks and spit dripping off her chin. She gives him a cheeky smile, running the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip. He was so close to cumming, a sensation he hadn't felt in years since Rei was placed in that hospital. "Wh-why did you stop?"
"Enji, Enji," she tuts, moving back further on the bed. His eyes widened as she slowly opened her legs, showing the wet spot on her thong. "Who said you're the only one that gets foreplay tonight?"
That's foreplay?! Holy shit he-holy fuck, this girl-this woman-
He crawled on the bed, pulling her thong off and throwing it to the side before settling between her legs and giving slow kisses to her thighs. He felt her shiver and tense as he did so, smirking to himself as he slowly ran a finger along the outside of her soaked pussy. If she wanted foreplay, who was he to deny her?
"I'm starting to wonder if you came out tonight with the goal to seduce me," he murmurs, placing the smallest of kisses against her inner thigh, letting his teeth graze against the soft sensitive skin. A flustered moan escapes her, one of her hands coming to his hair to pull and direct his face to her throbbing cunt.
"M-Maybe," she says, her voice higher pitched as he runs the tip of his tongue slowly up her slit, a small whimper escaping her as he applies just the right amount of pressure on her clit. "Fuck-no, I didn't think about it until you were there; I-I fuck!"
He chuckles, easing one finger into her as he starts to gently suck and lick on her clit. Hearing his name spill from her lips excited him more, more than he expected it would. She's a writhing mess, and all he's using is a finger and his mouth. He liked that for some reason, maybe too much. He wanted more, he needed more. He needed her.
"Enji please," she begs, her voice a breathy whimper as he continued to lick and suck, savoring the way she tasted on his tongue, the way her cunt squeezed around his finger. One of her legs held him against her, bent at the knee to lock him in place as he held the other down with a hand. Her fingers pulled at his hair, a pain he relished. She kept begging, begging, begging until her back arched and his name became a mantra, a signal that she was cumming for him. Right at the edge, he stopped, pulling away as she whimpered and whined, a death glare coming from her as he crawled on top of her, licking his lips the way she licked hers.
The sight sent a shiver through her body, her core already aching for more. She wanted more just like he did, wanted to feel so much more than she was already given. She reached up, hooking her hand around the back of his neck, and pulled him to her, kissing him as desperately as he kissed her back. His hands spread her legs more, his cock throbbing and leaking precum as he angled it just right.
"Last chance to back away," he whispers against her lips, staring into the hungry green eyes beneath him. She scoffed and smiled, tilting her head. That look did so many things to him, she did so many things to him.
"If I wanted to back away, I wouldn't have come home with you," she replies, hooking her legs around his hips and easing him forward. "Now come on Number Two."
"I told you to stop calling me by my rank," he growls, reaching one hand up to grab a knot of her hair at the base of her neck. She gasps and moans, her eyes rolling upwards as he enters her, stretching her just the slightest bit before bottoming out. He rolled his hips, groaning as a small whimper escaped her lips. Those soft lips, those swollen lips he'd been feeding upon so desperately.
It wasn't long before he was pounding into her like a crazed animal, his hands coming down to spread her legs and push them upwards to her chest. Her moans became high pitched screams, her fingers clawing at his arms and chest. She could feel him in her stomach, in her throat. She loves every minute of it, every primal, carnal fucking minute of it. She loves the guilt building in her stomach, the way he was looking down at her with lust and hunger. She didn't want this to stop, she never wanted this to stop. She loved the way he makes her feel.
A ringing of a phone is what wakes her up, sprawled in Enji's bed with him next to her, his back facing towards her as he snores softly. She groans as she sits up, holding her head as the memories of last night flash back to her. The drinking, the flirting, the sex in his bed. Oh god she's still in his bed.
Keigo is never going to let me hear the end of this. Oh god. What did I do?
"Reina…" Enji mumbles, rolling over and wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her to him. She blushes and looks down at him as he lays his head down on her stomach. Hesitating for a moment, she placed her hand on his head, gently stroking his hair. He nuzzles his face into her stomach, a small smile on his lips, and for a moment, she forgets everything she felt guilty for. All that mattered to her in this moment was the happiness she felt looking down at this man smiling as he held her.
A month before Leinei's release…
"Lei is supposed to be home soon," she says, leaning back on her couch with a coffee mug as she holds her phone between her ear and shoulder. A few files of the incident sit on the table in front of her, the pictures of the deceased strewn across the manila folders. "I got her room all set up, and her application to UA in. Shiketsu didn't want her back, which doesn't really surprise me, and Ketsubutsu didn't even want to touch her application. The other schools are a bit too far away for my liking."
"Shoto is supposed to be attending the first year course there," Enji replies, him having her on speaker phone while filing paperwork in his office. "Is she repeating her first year?"
"I'd like her to," she admits. "She kept up on her course work, but I think having her enter in as a second year with still no control over her quirk sounds like I'm trying to repeat the incident at Shiketsu. I heard Eraserhead works there, so him being able to erase quirks will come in handy with her."
"That's good. Maybe she'll finally get the help for her quirk. So long as she doesn't hold back Shoto," he says with a chuckle. Reina snorts, shaking her head and leaning forward as she sips her coffee.
"More like he doesn't hold her back," she retorts. "We both know how Shoto has been recently."
"Oh trust me, I hear I hate you more than ever since he's become a teenager. I swear he reminds me more of Natsuo at his age."
"I like how you purposely leave me out of that comparison," she laughs. "I was worse than both of them."
"Yeah, it's weird thinking about you in that way, so I prefer not to."
"That is very fair. Anyway, I gotta get some paperwork done before Toda has my ass on a platter tomorrow. See you in two weeks for that team up?"
"Sounds right. Have a nice night, Reina."
"You too, Enji." She pauses for a moment. "i...I love you."
"Ah…" She hears him clear his throat, the scratching of his pen stopping. Her heart sinks a little bit, hearing the hesitation and the silence. "I..love you too, Reina. Have a nice night."
Her face turns bright pink, her jaw going slack as the phone beeps to signal the end of the call. Her heart may have actually stopped, and she could die happy at this moment. He said it back. He actually said it…
I wonder how long it will last...
