Sin
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia.
Warnings: Sex Work, Drug Use, Violence, Angst, Injury, Hurt/Comfort
Pairings: FemOC x Dabi, Shigaraki x Toga, Dabi x Toga, MaleOC x FemOC, MaleOC x Hawks, Hawks x Miruko, Midnight x Mt. Lady, Togata x Hadou, Togata x Amajiki, Amajiki x Hadou, Togata x Amajiki x Hadou, Toga x Deku, MaleOC x Deku, FemOC x Aizawa, Deku x Shinsou, MaleOC x Shinsou
Plot: Midnight and Miruko own a nightclub called SIN, where heroes and villains alike gather to spend their leisure time.
Companion Series to Bliss.
(Sin takes place approx. 4 yrs before the events in Bliss.)
All characters have been aged up +9 years.
Eri is currently 16, and a Student at UA.
OCs: Dmitrii (Demeter), Aleksandr (Leksei), and Mikhail.
Ch 03: Bound
Aleksandr shivered as Deku wrapped his fingers around his cock, stroking him slowly. Toga's moans were muffled as Dabi kissed her, holding her hips and bucking into her quickly, grunting softly with effort. "What do you say, babydoll?" Deku asked gently, his lips teasing at the dancer's ear, his other hand still wrapped loosely around Aleksandr's throat. "Does it sound like a tantalizing offer?"
He closed his eyes, shivering, his words only slightly hesitant as he spoke. "You want me to be your personal, private escort?" He shook his head, catching Deku's eyes. "I know there's more to it than that." He shivered against the villain's chest, his heart fluttering. "You want me to agree to let you do whatever you want with me, don't you? That's what you're really asking."
"Yes." Deku purred against his ear, stroking him agonizingly slow, smearing Aleksandr's precum over the tip of his cock and down his twitching shaft, the dancer unable to stop the moans that poured from his parted lips. "I want you to give yourself to me, pet. I want you to give yourself to me willingly. I want you to call me Master."
"Ah I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Toga tensed and let out a sweet cry and she clamped down around Dabi's cock, the man behind her groaning and bucking a few more times before stilling as well, letting out a long, deep exhale and petting over Toga's fluttering stomach, the petite dancer whining and rolling her hips down against his cock.
"You feel good, baby girl?" Dabi whispered, kissing her cheek, Toga nodding and tilting her head back to kiss him, Dabi reaching down to tease her clit. "You want to cum again for me?"
Toga nodded eagerly, gasping as Dabi bucked into her slowly, her legs trembling as he fingered her quickly, Toga crying out higher and higher as he worked her towards the edge, her clit hyper-sensitive from cumming moments before. "Touya! Touya! Ah!"
"Look at me." Deku said softly, tightening his grip on Aleksandr's throat and causing the dancer to gasp, meeting the villain's unwavering gaze. He listened to Toga and Dabi, twitching within Deku's grasp, the man chuckling lightly while leaning closer, brushing his lips against Aleksandr's slowly. "Give yourself to me. You'll want for nothing ever again. Say you're mine. I'll grant you pleasure unlike anything else you've ever known."
Aleksandr exhaled sharply as Deku began stroking him faster, their eyes locked together, Toga squealing as she climaxed once again.
"Say it, babydoll. Say I'm yours. Think only of me. Give yourself to me."
"Ah!" Aleksandr gasped, feeling his body tensing, heat coiling in the pit of his stomach as Deku brought him right to the edge. "D-Deku, I-"
"Master." Deku instilled again, his eyes dark, a shiver coursing down Aleksandr's spine. "Say it."
"Master." Aleksandr whispered softly, panting against Deku's lips, his brow arching as he teetered on the edge. "Please let me cum, please…"
"You know what to say." Deku whispered, lightning flashing in his eyes, his fingertips petting over the dancer's throat, feeling his racing pulse. "You don't have to be afraid. Offer yourself to me. I'll take care of you, pet. I'll take such good care of you." He kissed Aleksandr's lips slowly, stealing his breath. "Say the words. Say it."
"Master! Master, I'm yours!" Aleksandr gasped and cried out as he came, Deku working him through it, chuckling softly and kissing him roughly, the dancer barely able to breathe between his smothering kisses.
"Good boy, Leksei." Deku praised gently, still stroking his cock, Aleksandr trembling and catching his wrist, his toes curling as he arched his back.
Across the table, Dabi and Toga were kissing gently, Dabi petting her side as the dancer slipped from his lap, beginning to tie her bikini straps together again. Once her body was concealed from view, she glanced at Deku and Aleksandr, then back to Dabi again. "I'll let Shindou know you're leaving soon?"
Dabi nodded, looking over at his companion, Deku completely enthralled by the boy in his lap. He was sucking the cum from his fingers as the dancer rested back against his chest, Deku's other hand petting across his neck possessively. He'd seen that look before, he knew what his boss wanted to happen next. Dabi stood up from the booth, pulling a small tin from his pocket and taking one of the paper squares from inside, reaching down and offering it to Deku, who smiled and took it from him with a low chuckle, nodding his thanks. He pressed the square to his tongue, then dipped down to kiss the dancer again, the boy humming softly as he was kissed, Deku tightening his grip on his throat, the dancer gasping and shivering against his chest.
"You're coming home with me tonight, babydoll. I'm not finished with you yet."
Dabi reached down and helped the dancer to his feet, Aleksandr swaying on his heels for a moment before giggling and turning towards Deku, the villain wrapping his arm around his waist. Dabi stepped away from them, passing under the curtain, nodding to Shinsou and slipping him a stack of folded bills. The bouncer nodded in reply, stepping towards the back door and waiting for Dabi and Deku to join him, holding the door for them as they stepped into the alley and towards a waiting limousine. Toga lingered in the doorway, watching them with a small smile, worrying her lip as she gave a little wave of her fingers.
"Don't play too rough, you two!" She called as Dabi caught her eyes, nodding and closing the door after Deku, Toga catching a glimpse of Aleksandr slipping down between his legs to wrap his lips around Deku's cock. The limousine pulled away, leaving Shindou and Toga alone at the back door, the petite blonde glancing up at the bouncer with a devious smile, sliding her hand over his chest teasingly. "Remind me to give you a private dance later."
Shindou nodded and closed the door once more, returning with Toga to the VIP lounge to clean up the mess her clients had left behind. There were already more dancers waiting to take their clients upstairs. It was turning out to be a busy night.
Dmitrii had returned to the bachelor party she had danced for before once she had finished with Aizawa. This time a bubbly red-head was taking center-stage, his hands on her hips as she grinded back against him, the blonde at his side blushing and cheering for his friend excitedly.
"Yeah, Kiri! Yeah, give her another one!"
The red-head laughed merrily, glancing up and catching Dmitrii's eyes, the dancer nodding her consent. "It's alright, just like you did before." She bent over and grabbed her ankles, offering her rounded cheeks to the man behind her, Kirishima biting his bottom lip and smoothing his hands over her ass before rearing back and giving one of her cheeks a loud slap.
Kaminari cheered and whooped excitedly, Iida at his side completely beet red, their other companion sitting at Kirishima's opposite side, his cheeks flushed as well. "Don't hurt her, Kirishima…" He said softly, Dmitrii turning and catching his eyes, offering him a little smile.
"Don't worry, baby. He isn't hurting me." She turned around and crawled into Kirishima's lap once more, wrapping her arms around his neck and giggling as he reached down and gripped her ass, grinding up against her with a soft moan. "You want me to dance for you next, sweetheart? Or should we let Iida take the chair for a second go?"
"Aww me next! Me!" Kaminari pouted, offering several large bills. "I wanna go again, please Miss Demeter?"
"Now now, wait your turn." She reached over and pressed her fingertip to his nose, the excitable blonde buzzing faintly with pent-up electricity, sparks igniting between them. Dmitrii giggled softly and looked to Iida next, searching his eyes. "It's your night, Tenya. Do you want me to dance for you?"
"I-It's alright, let Sero go next…" The bespectacled man replied back, letting out a shaky exhale. "I need a little break before I embarrass myself further."
Dmitrii giggled softly at his tone, looking down at Kirishima when he nuzzled against her breasts, kissing softly at her glittery skin. "Fuck, you're so soft and warm, you smell so good…" He looked up, meeting her eyes, his heart hammering against his chest so hard Dmitrii could feel it against her ribcage. "You're sure I can't persuade you to come home with me tonight?"
She laughed softly, leaning in and nuzzling his nose, searching his eyes. "I told you, my brothers wouldn't like that, and I want you to be able to come and see me again!" She pet his cheek, leaning back and rocking down against his lap, grinding against his hard cock teasingly. "You'll come back and see me again, won't you?"
"Hell yeah." Kirishima laughed, Kaminari whooping and nodding his head.
"We'll definitely come and see you, Miss Demeter! Most definitely!"
She laughed and stood from Kirishima's lap, allowing the man to rise to his feet and switch places with his dark-headed companion, the lanky boy blushing as he sat down and Dmitrii crawled into his lap, barely breathing as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You don't have to be shy, sweetie. Go on, you can touch me."
"Alright…" Sero whispered, his hands shaking as he took to her hips, arching against her as she rolled her ass against his straining cock, the man whimpering beneath her. "Oh fuck…"
Dmitrii laughed softly, her fingernails teasing the back of his skull and drifting down to his nape, tugging his face against her breasts so he could breathe against her skin. The embarrassed sounds he made were almost enough to make Dmitrii lose her rhythm laughing. She looked across the lounge, glancing towards the bar and noticing Toga was talking with Takami and Mikhail, frowning a little and glancing to Shindou beside the VIP lounge, searching for her brother. Maybe he was taking a break backstage in one of the dressing rooms. She'd have to ask him about his first VIP experience once she was finished with this party. Given their enthusiasm, that might be a while longer yet.
Aleksandr moaned sweetly around Deku's cock, the older boy petting his hair and praising him gently, the limousine pulling up before a large ornate gate and pausing briefly until it opened. They started moving again, the gatekeeper allowing the driver to continue towards the large mansion past the lavish estate grounds before closing the gate behind them. Dabi watched the dancer with mild interest, looking to Deku and watching the way he fixated on the younger boy, petting through his caramel curls and tugging lightly, listening to the way Aleksandr moaned. "Boss, we're here. Shall I take him to your room?"
"I don't think he's going to wait long enough for that." Deku chuckled, pulling Aleksandr off of his cock, the dancer panting harshly, drool and precum spilling down his chin. "Do you want me inside you, pet? Tell me."
"Fuck me, Master. Please fuck me…" His eyes were hazy, his cheeks flushed, moaning as he strained against Deku's grip, trying to wrap his lips once more around his thick cock.
"That's a good boy." Deku chuckled, petting his cheek, letting Aleksandr latch onto his cock once more, bobbing his head and moaning eagerly.
Dabi nodded, opening the door and stepping outside, dipping down and meeting Deku's eyes briefly before closing the door, pausing when he heard his leader's voice.
"Touya, bring me a collar and leash. I want this pet bound before taking him inside."
"Yes, boss."
Aleksandr's mind was filled with bright lights and thick fog, every sensation highlighted, elevated, singing through him unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He whined as Deku tightened his grip in his hair, fucking into his mouth roughly, moaning and staring ahead with half-lidded eyes, swallowing around him as Deku groaned and started cumming down his throat. Vaguely he felt himself being pulled forward, panting against Deku's lips and kissing him eagerly as fingers pressed between his cheeks, pushing into him and fucking him open, Aleksandr crying out needily as they curled inside him, finding his prostate. Those fingers pulled back mere moments later, replaced with something bigger, thicker, already slicked with spit and cum, Deku pressing his cock inside of him in one rough thrust.
Aleksandr arched against him, crying out desperately, Deku groaning against his ear and bucking into him rough and quick, growling and biting down on his shoulder hard enough to break skin, blood rising to the surface. Aleksandr didn't truly feel it, too focused to the pleasure of his prostate being jabbed repeatedly, his eyes staring up at the ceiling of the limousine as sparks danced in his vision, only dimly aware of the teeth pressed into his skin.
"Master! Master! Please let me cum!" He whined as Deku released his shoulder, lapping at the blood dripping down his pale skin, moaning as his grip tightened and his thrusts became more erratic, panting and crying out sharply as he felt those teeth sink in again, leaving behind another bloody mark. "Please Master, I want to cum! Please!"
Deku giggled against his shoulder, pulling back and gripping Aleksandr's curls painfully, smearing blood against his mouth as they kissed, the smaller boy whining and kissing back desperately. He clenched down around the villain's thick cock in pulsing waves, his own straining cock trapped beneath the damp fabric of his shorts, the dancer not quite able to catch his breath with the rough treatment he was receiving. He blinked over at the door when he saw it opening again, Dabi leaning closer and offering Deku something in his hands, Aleksandr closing his eyes and whining as Deku's rhythm slowed, shivering and clinging to his shoulders needily.
"Please, please let me cum! Please let me cum…"
Deku licked the blood from his lips slowly as he fixed the collar around Aleksandr's throat, pulling it tight and latching it against his pulse, gripping the chain and yanking it back cruelly, Aleksandr yelping as he was pulled backwards into an arch.
"Say it again, pup." Deku giggled, his eyes gleaming as he watched the boy writhing in his lap. "Beg for me."
"Master! Master, let me cum! Let me cum! Please! Please let me!"
Deku moaned, rolling his hips again, keeping Aleksandr's back arched as Dabi closed the door once more, leaving his boss to enjoy his new pet in relative privacy. "Keep begging, I want to hear your voice. Tell me how much you want me. Tell me why you deserve to cum."
Aleksandr's voice stuttered, and Deku yanked the chain, growling. He whimpered and closed his eyes, tears starting to drip down his cheeks, breathing shakily as he strained against the collar around his throat. "Please Master, I'll be so good for you. I'm being so good, giving you everything you wanted! Please let me cum, I need it!"
"You need what, pet?" Deku asked, quickening his pace, his other hand reaching down to tease his fingertips against the dancer's twitching cock. "You need my hands? My cock?"
Aleksandr nodded, his breath hitching as the chain grew taut, pulling him backwards even more. "Yes Master, I need your cock! I want to feel you cum inside me!" He yelped as Deku found his prostate again, pounding against it, Deku's other hand tugging down the fabric of his boyshorts and wrapping around his swollen cock. "Yes! Yes! Master, yes! Thank you! Thank you!"
"Tell me." Deku whispered, reclining back with a satisfied purr, watching Aleksandr with a lazy expression as he fucked into him quickly, jerking his cock. "Say it."
"I'm yours! I'm yours! Master! Master, I'm yours!"
"Good boy." Deku chuckled, leaning closer to lap at the blood dripping down his chest from his abused shoulder, his voice little more than feral growls as he spoke. "You may cum."
Aleksandr screamed, convulsing around Deku's cock and spilling over his hand, the villain purring and jerking him through it, releasing inside him with a low grunt. He gave the chain leash some slack, the smaller boy jerking forward and collapsing against Deku's chest, coughing and panting roughly, his whole body quivering. Deku rubbed up and down his back, kissing his sweaty forehead, leaning over and rapping his knuckles against the window, Dabi opening the door.
"Take him upstairs, get him cleaned up."
Dabi nodded, gathering Aleksandr into his arms and carrying him away from the limousine as Deku crawled out behind them, sighing and stretching his arms over his head, smirking as he watched Aleksandr cling to Dabi's shoulders, still shivering. He could already tell his new plaything was going to be a hell of a lot of fun.
Shinsou glanced up as Dabi entered the bedroom, his collar jingling lightly as he shifted off of the lavish bed, watching the bundle in Dabi's arm with interest. It seemed his Master had found a new pet to play with, Shinsou's eyes following the trails of bright red blood dripping down his pale skin from the bite marks adorning his shoulder.
"Puppy!" Deku called, Shinsou padding over to him on bare feet and dropping to his knees upon the plush carpet, his eyes down and his hands folded behind him in a submissive pose. He felt Deku card his hands through his hair lovingly, his fingers tilting Shinsou's face up to meet his eyes. "You may rise, pup."
Shinsou did so instantly, following his words without question, Deku drawing him closer and tugging at his collar, the taller boy dipping down for a kiss. He could taste blood on Deku's lips, lapping at his mouth and whining softly, Deku giggling and shushing him gently, his dark eyes shining in the candlelight.
"I brought you someone to play with." He whispered, Shinsou glancing towards the bathroom and whining again, Deku humming and tugging him down for another kiss. "That's right, boy. He's mine now. I've marked and collared him, and he's given himself to me completely." Deku reached up, his fingertips flitting against the scars dappled across Shinsou's neck and shoulder, drifting over the edge of his collar and curling his fingers against his steady pulse. "You're going to help me train him, aren't you boy? So he's just as good a puppy as you are?"
"Yes, Master." Shinsou replied, turning to lap at his fingers, Deku humming softly and petting his cheek.
"Good boy."
Dabi let out a soft breath as he crouched down before the dancer, searching his eyes, Aleksandr blinking down at him slowly. He tugged his collar gently, holding him in place and dabbing at his shoulder with a wet washcloth, the younger boy gasping and whining softly, trying to pull away. "Be still, Leksei." Dabi whispered, the dancer looking down at him hazily, then casting his eyes around the bathroom, his brow pinching with confusion.
"Where…?"
"You're safe." Dabi said gently, dabbing at his shoulder again, Aleksandr tensing but not pulling away, eventually relaxing under the villain's touch. "Good boy." Dabi whispered, the dancer letting out a soft sound at the praise, the older boy glancing towards Deku and Shinsou, watching them kissing and speaking together softly. He stood from the bathtub and reached for a bottle of antiseptic and some gauze, patching the dancer's shoulder and securing it in place with medical tape. "Up." He said gently, tugging at the chain leash, Aleksandr following after him with wobbly steps, his heels clicking against the marble floor. Once he was before Deku he handed over the leash, stepping back and meeting Shinsou's eyes briefly before crossing towards the bedroom door, saying over his shoulder quietly, "Call for me once you're finished boss. I'll take him back to the club."
Deku giggled softly, pulling Aleksandr closer and wrapping an arm around his waist, Shinsou leaning down and lapping at the younger boy's cheek before pulling him into a kiss. The door clicked shut behind Dabi, leaving Deku alone with his pets, the mansion quiet other than the muffled sounds that drifted from the master bedroom.
Usagiyama smiled down at the text she had just received, texting Aizawa back briefly before setting the device aside, turning to look down at the man kneeling between her thighs. Takami's wings were fluttering, soft moans escaping his throat as he lapped at her strapon, allowing the dark silicone between his lips and bobbing eagerly, taking the toy into the back of his throat and looking up at her with a bright blush. She hummed expectantly, tapping at her thigh, Takami crawling up into her lap carefully, his arms bound behind his back, panting softly as she guided the strapon between his cheeks, sliding down onto the toy with a low moan.
"Needy tonight, aren't we?"
Takami flushed and bit his lip, his wings expanding to help him balance as he started rocking against the thick toy, muffling his moans as he rutted against her, Usagiyama grinning and watching him with burning eyes.
"That's it, Keigo. That's it. Take my cock."
"Mistress." He gasped softly, his arms straining where they were bound tightly behind him, his pectorals flexing as his wings lashed the air. "Please Mistress, please fuck me…"
"Mmh, I think you can work a bit harder than that." She clicked her tongue against her teeth, reaching out and trailing her nails across his chest, down his taut abs and to the dip of his Adonis belt. "Come on, Keigo. Take it all. Show me how much you want it."
"Mistress!" He bit his lip and moaned out to her, rocking his hips down faster and flapping his wings, expanding them fully and bending them in towards her shoulders, his bright pinions fluttering as his whole body started to tremble. Usagiyama smirked, reaching up and holding his hips, bucking into him slowly as he cried out for more, begging as his wings thrashed violently, his remiges brushing the ceiling briefly before dropping to touch the floor. "Oh fuck, oh fuck I'm cumming!" His wings curled up behind him, tensing and twitching, his eyes hazy as Usagiyama reached up and cupped his face, tracing her thumb against his bottom lip.
"You may not cum."
Takami whined desperately as she stilled her hips, keening and shaking his head, pressing his face against her palm and begging desperately. "Please Mistress, please Mistress! Please!"
"You may not cum." She repeated, petting his face, Takami crying out mournfully and stilling his movements, his cock twitching and dribbling precum down his shaft. "Keigo. Look at me." He gasped as she tilted his chin up, searching her eyes hazily. "Say it. I need you to acknowledge."
"I may not cum." Keigo repeated back softly, his wings quivering as he folded them against his spine, whining and nuzzling into her hand. "I'm yours, Mistress. My body is yours."
"That's right, darling." Usagiyama whispered, dipping in and giving him a kiss, rolling her hips up gently and listening to her submissive squeak as she teased him. "You're being such a good boy for me, aren't you Keigo? Does it feel good having me inside you?"
"Yes Mistress." He whispered reverently, tilting his face up and meeting her eyes, panting softly against her fingers. "I love you, Mistress."
"I love you too, baby boy." She chuckled softly, glancing over and reaching for her phone again, texting back Aizawa and flicking through her other messages, bucking her hips now and then gently, listening to Keigo as he responded each time. She set her phone aside and refocused on the boy in her lap, petting his hips and leaning up to kiss him, praising him gently and petting his face, watching as he began slipping further into subspace. His body relaxed, his eyes hazy and unfocused, his wings fluffing and expanding a bit as she started bucking into him again. "Keigo, darling. Are you with me?"
"Yes, Mistress." He replied softly, his voice floaty and light.
She stood from her chair, picking him up easily, carrying him towards the padded mat resting against the floor where she had first bound his arms behind him. She set him down on his knees, pushing him forward so his chest was against the soft mat, pressing herself along his back and kissing at his nape, petting over the taut rope binding him. "Flex your fingers for me, Keigo. Are you in any pain?"
"No, Mistress." He replied softly, doing as he was told, fanning his fingers and clenching them before letting them rest against the rise of his ass. Usagiyama hummed softly, acknowledging his words, checking her ties briefly before her hands drifted up to the base of Takami's wings, smiling down at him gently.
"Unfurl."
Takami lifted his wings, spanning them out for her so she could slide under them, pressing against his back fully, kissing at his neck and shoulder and guiding her strapon between his cheeks. As she pressed inside Takami gasped and whined sweetly, trembling beneath her and flexing his wings, arching them over her and holding them suspended in the air. Usagiyama's hands drifted to the base of his wings, petting over the sensitive membranes where his quirk branched away from his body, drinking in his moans with a satisfied smirk. He was so far gone he couldn't speak, only soft desperate sounds escaping him, responding beautifully and arching back against her, taking more and more of her cock.
"That's it, Keigo. Give yourself to me."
He rocked back against her desperately, his wings flexing and curling in, Usagiyama playing with his membranes carefully and carding her fingers through his downy feathers, quickening her pace. He was panting roughly beneath her, keening and begging incoherently, the dominatrix ducking her head down and pressing her forehead to his spine as his wings flexed in abandon, as they always did when Takami was about to reach his peak.
"Cum for me, darling. You may cum."
He cried out a relieved sob, his wings lashing the air as he found his release, Usagiyama fucking him through his orgasm and leaving him a trembling, shuddering wreck. She withdrew from him slowly, careful with his wings as she helped him fold them against his back, reaching down and beginning to untie his armbinder, praising him gently all the while.
"You're so beautiful, Keigo. You're such a good boy, darling. You did wonderfully, I'm so proud of you. You did so well for me, Keigo." She traced her fingers over the angry red marks the rope had left behind as he relaxed against the mat, panting harshly, his wings still trembling lightly as she pet his vibrant feathers. "I love you, dearest. You're such a good boy."
"Love you, Mistress…" he whispered softly, blinking up at her and giving her a smile before closing his eyes again, relaxing into his afterglow. Usagiyama stayed beside him, stroking his wings and petting his sweaty hair, glancing up across her office when she heard her phone buzz. That tone meant one of the staff was calling for her.
She glanced down at her submissive, then when she was certain he was resting peacefully she stood to her feet, returning to her chair before her desk and checking her phone, frowning down at the message. She unfastened her harness, stepping away from the desk and crossing the room to Takami once more, reaching down and petting his hair for a few moments before whispering, "I'll be right back darling, I'll bring you something to drink. Rest now."
He hummed and nodded beneath her touch, Usagiyama smiling down at him affectionately before rising once more and stepping over to the door, slipping out into the hallway and dialing Mikhail's number, pressing the phone to her ear. He answered almost immediately, his deep voice greeting her ears.
She listened for a moment, then shook her head, replying back softly, "What do you mean, he's missing?" She continued down the hall, glancing down at the lounge room below, meeting eyes with the bartender as he looked up at her with a frown. He spoke again, Usagiyama listening and looking across the lobby, then heading towards the VIP lounge, narrowing her eyes as Shindou glanced over at her. He seemed to already know why she was there, looking towards the bar where Mikhail and Dmitrii were standing close together, the dancer glancing up at her older brother worriedly, her arms crossed over her chest. "Give me a moment." Usagiyama said softly before ending the call, looking to Shindou with an impatient look. "Where is he?"
"With the League." Shindou replied, Usagiyama sighing heavily, adding quietly, "Deku was with Dabi tonight. I've never seen him before. He's a lot smaller than I imagined."
The dominatrix frowned heavily, reaching up and pressing her knuckles against her forehead briefly before nodding her understanding, beginning down the stairs, crossing the lounge to the bar. She hadn't expected one of the twins to catch his interest, but now that it had happened all she could do was damage control, and wait for Aleksandr to be returned.
The Leader of the League of Villains had an agreement with Kayama and Usagiyama, which most of the veteran dancers knew well, including Toga. Though it was common for dancers to disappear for the night and be returned to the club with a hefty tip by the morning, Deku himself had never visited SIN before. This was uncharted territory, even for her. She needed to speak with Kayama about this.
Usagiyama turned towards the stage, noticing the petite blonde ascending a pole before a large, captivated crowd, the dancer grinning impishly and turning upside down before continuing up the pole. She couldn't reprimand Toga for this, if she hadn't said anything Aleksandr must have given his consent before leaving with Deku. If he had given his consent then, well...
She looked down at Dmitrii as the dancer stepped closer, her blue eyes shimmering with unshed tears, Usagiyama arching her brow a little and reaching out to pet her cheek, shushing her gently. "There there, bunny. It's alright. There's no reason to cry." She hugged the small girl against her chest, rubbing her back soothingly. "Aleksandr is alright. He isn't missing." She looked to Mikhail, then said loud enough he could hear, "He's entertaining one of our biggest VIP clients. He'll return to the club later on tonight, or by morning at the latest. I promise you that." She looked down at Dmitrii, the girl frowning a little and glancing away, trying to understand.
"Sasha would have said something if he was leaving…" She insisted, meeting Usagiyama's eyes. "Please, if you know where he is, can you take me there? I need to be with him."
"Dima." Mikhail called, his little sister looking back at him, the bartender shaking his head.
She made a soft, worried sound, Usagiyama watching her carefully, petting her cheek and leaning closer to whisper against her ear, "Dmitrii sweetheart, I need you to trust me." She pulled back enough to meet her blue eyes, giving her a gentle smile. "Can you do that for me, darling? Can you trust me?"
Dmitrii searched her eyes, blushing faintly, sniffing a little and nodding hesitantly, Usagiyama smiling and pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"Good girl." She took her hand, squeezing lightly, then directed her attention to Mikhail, sighing softly at his deep-set frown. She could sense he wanted to say something, but was holding himself back given the circumstances. His sister was already upset, and there were also patrons watching. "Mikhail, would you make me a screwdriver and a blue lagoon, please?"
He paused only for a moment, holding her eyes, then nodded, stepping away to prepare the cocktails, Usagiyama petting along Dmitrii's side, smiling down at her fondly.
"Aizawa texted me." She said cheerily, Dmitrii looking up at her with a little blush. "He said you were absolutely lovely, darling. He wanted to see you again, next weekend perhaps?"
"Yes ma'am." She replied softly, smiling as Usagiyama hummed and kissed the top of her head, taking the two drinks Mikhail offered her and nodding to them both before walking away from the bar, letting out a deep sigh. Mikhail would definitely have words for her later, now that he knew exactly who his brother was with. She would deal with that when the time came. For now, she wanted to be with Keigo.
She stepped past Shindou, making her way back towards her office, down the dark hall and away from the noise, opening the door to see Takami was sitting up, watching her with a tired smile. "There's my darling." She said gently, stepping over to him and offering him the screwdriver, Takami fluffing his wings around his bare shoulders and smiling up at her as she pet his hair, settling down on the mat beside him.
"You were gone for a while." He said quietly, watching her closely as he took a sip. "Is everything alright?"
"Mikhail called me." She said quietly, glancing over the rim of her drink, "Deku took an interest in Aleksandr, and took him home for the night."
Takami's eyes widened, his wings flexing a bit before settling back against his spine. "I haven't seen Deku in months." He frowned a little, shaking his head. "Took him home? You mean, Deku was here? In person?" His tone was surprised, if not slightly confused. "He didn't just send Dabi or Shigaraki to find someone for him?"
"No, apparently he decided to come himself and find someone to take home." She reached for her phone, sending a text to Kayama, glancing over at Takami with a little frown. "Would you mind speaking to Toga for me? I need to know exactly what happened in the VIP lounge tonight. I need to be certain that Aleksandr gave his consent before Deku took him home."
"Of course." Takami said, starting to push himself up to his feet, but Usagiyama reached out and stopped him, leaning closer for a kiss.
"Stay with me a little longer. I missed you tonight."
Takami blushed, his wings fluffing and his laughter soft and sweet, leaning in and kissing her slowly, Usagiyama smiling against his lips.
It would likely be some time before Aleksandr returned to them.
All they could do for now was patiently wait.
Thanks for reading! More to come!
