He felt like an idiot. Izuku's face was flushed so hot, he was sure steam must be coming off of it. Slowly, Izuku looked at himself in the mirror, embarrassed.

He was wearing a lacy black bralette that came with a matching pair of black silk panties. Not only that, but he was also wearing a black frilled skirt with a grey choker. The skirt just barely covered the panties he was wearing, and the outfit came with no shirt.

Gulping, Izuku looked down at his hands, which were holding the black mesh stockings he hadn't put on yet.

He could feel himself blushing bright red as he slowly put on the thigh-high stockings.

He looked...good.

Izuku then buried his face in his hands and let out an embarrassed wail. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Still, Toga seemed to genuinely believe this would make Shigaraki forgive him, and Izuku would do anything for Shigaraki's forgiveness.

There was a traitorous part of his mind that whispered though that Izuku didn't do anything wrong, and that Shigaraki was the one who should be in trouble. However, he ignored those whispers. It was just the influence of the fake Izuku and the hallucinations. They were trying to change him, turn him against Shigaraki.

He wouldn't listen to anything they had to say. Even though he did think it was strange that Shigaraki was mad at him for being sick, and that Izuku was the one who had to work for his forgiveness…

No!

He wouldn't let himself get influenced. These were bad thoughts. Unhealthy thoughts. He wouldn't have them. Izuku would always serve Shigaraki and work for him.

Casually, Izuku looked himself over in the mirror once more. He did look good. The black frilled skirt was short and barely covered his black silk panties, hidden underneath. The black lacy bralette hugged his form nicely, and the stockings reached his mid thigh.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and Shigaraki stepped inside.

"Hey, I just came in to get my Switch, I'll be leav-" Shigaraki paused mid sentence, as he stood and stared at Izuku. Izuku felt himself blush under the older man's gaze and ducked his head in order to avoid his searing red eyes.

"Izuku," Shigaraki sighed breathless, "what are you wearing?"

"L-Lingerie…" Izuku stuttered out, shifting his feet nervously, "Toga helped me pick them out...she thought you might...like it."

God. Now that he was actually saying it out loud, he realized how stupid this idea really was. Izuku couldn't believe he did this. He was such an idiot.

"You look good. Really good." Shigaraki grinned, his lips cracking from the movement. Quickly, Shigaraki made his way over to Izuku, looking him up and down.

Izuku gently bit his lip as Shigaraki's eyes roamed across his form.

Suddenly, Shigaraki's hand reached out towards him and grabbed his thigh. Izuku bit back a gasp as Shigaraki's hand started squeezing and petting his leg.

Slowly, Shigaraki's hand started roaming upwards until he was playing with the edges of the skirt.

"T-Tomura…" Izuku stuttered out, as Shigaraki continued to twist and feel the edges of the skirt, lazily raising the skirt upwards.

"Hmm," Shigaraki hummed thoughtfully, "what is it?"

Before Izuku could reply, Shigaraki's hand crept past the edge of the skirt and slipped underneath it. Izuku couldn't help but let out a gasp as Shigaraki started stroking the panties underneath.

"A-Ah, Tomura-" Izuku started, but Shigaraki had hooked his fingers under the elastic of his underwear and had snapped it back against his skin, cutting him off. Izuku let out a soft moan at this and raised his ass upwards, towards Shigaraki.

Izuku could only let out soft little whimpers and moans, as the older man lazily traced the edges of his panties. Teasingly, Shigaraki slipped his fingers underneath the elastic once more, only to move away.

This continued on for a few minutes, with Izuku helplessly wiggling his ass towards Shigaraki, as the older man played with the edges of his panties, occasionally snapping the underwear's elastic back against his skin.

Shigaraki started to feel up Izuku's hips, squeezing them. Izuku could only hum in approval at this, as he slowly raised his rear higher in the air for the villain.

"You're such a good pet, aren't you Izuku? Look how eager you are to please me," Shigaraki smirked quietly, his hand stroking Izuku through his panties.

"O-Only for you…" Izuku moaned out breathlessly, as he eagerly thrusted himself into Shigaraki's hand.

"Is that right?" Shigaraki grinned darkly, his hand tightening around Izuku, "You aren't letting anyone else use you?"

Izuku shook his head at this. He would never let anyone touch him. Nobody except Shigaraki was allowed too.

"I wouldn't be surprised if all your friends were fucking you. I mean look at you, such a wanton slut you've become here at the League. You're practically falling apart with just my fingers."

He didn't understand what Shigaraki was saying. Was Shigaraki accusing him of sleeping with people in the League? His friends in the League? No, he was just misinterpreting things. It was just dirty talk. Shigaraki was just trying to rile him up, and it was working.

"I-I would never...I only want you," Izuku blushed, looking up at Shigaraki through his lashes, "I-I want you...and only you. Forever."

Shigaraki's grin got wider and wider with every word that Izuku spoke. The older man then roughly grabbed at Izuku's panties, and ripped them off. Izuku could only squeak out in surprise as the material was aggressively ripped off of him.

Quickly, Shigaraki's hand wrapped itself around Izuku's cock and started pumping him. He could feel himself growing hotter as the older man quickly rubbed him off. His nails occasionally played with his head, before lightly digging into the slit there.

"Tell me what you want me to do…" Shigaraki whispered out huskily, his head was leaning down towards Izuku. The older villain then quickly leaned in and started to nibble at Izuku's ear, while he continued to rub him off.

"I-I want you fucking me...f-fucking me so hard that I can't walk." Izuku's face felt so hot he was sure steam must be coming off of it, "I want you inside me-filling me with your cum."

Shigaraki then chuckled darkly, "Well it looks like I was right. You really are a good little whore. I'm glad I picked you."

With that, Shigaraki then picked Izuku up before throwing him at the bed. Izuku only had a few seconds to re-adjust to his new surroundings, before Shigaraki had climbed on top of him.

There was a predatory smirk on Shigaraki's face, as the older villain gazed down at him with barely repressed lust.

"I'm going to ruin you Izuku," the older man grinned, "the only person who will ever want you after this will be me."

Before Izuku could even begin to think over what Shigaraki had just said, the villain had already smashed their lips together.

Shigaraki's lips were rough and chapped, but still managed to feel amazing against his own. His scent of decay, dust, and mint, was overpowering as Shigaraki grinded into him.

Izuku could only moan helplessly as the older villain grinded their hips together. With Izuku's quiet moans, Shigaraki was able to slip his tongue into Izuku's mouth.

The two of them then slowly began to hump and grind against each other, as the two of them found a sloppy rhythm.

Shigaraki then placed a knee between Izuku's legs, before roughly grinding down. The feeling of Shigaraki's jeans against his hardening cock had Izuku moaning loudly, and he eagerly started thrusting back towards Shigaraki.

Izuku was sure that his face must be a bright cherry red by now, as Shigaraki's tongue continued to plunge into his mouth.

"What do you think you're doing?! You stupid nerd! Get away from him!"

Oh god, not now. Bakugo was screaming at him, telling him to get away from Shigaraki.

Why now of all times, Izuku thought as he tightly closed his eyes.

Slowly, Izuku tried to push Shigaraki off of him, so he could tell him the flashes were starting up again.

However, the older man just tightened his grip and pushed him deeper into the bed. Shigaraki wasn't letting him up. Why wasn't he letting him up?!

Izuku started to panic as the voices in his head got louder.

"Deku! Please, you have to get away!" Uraraka cried at him.

"Midoriya, this sort of activity is unfit of a future pro-hero! You must return to UA Immediately!" Iida shouted at him.

"Young Midoriya...please."

Everything stopped. Izuku felt the blood in his veins turn into ice, as the blonde skeleton looking man stared at him.

He looked...disappointed. Against his own will, Izuku felt shame rise up in him. He didn't want this man seeing him in this state. Why though? He didn't even recognize the man.

With more force, Izuku shoved Shigaraki away from him.

"T-Tomura," Izuku panted out tiredly, "f-flashes...please help." Izuku struggled to say.

Shigaraki was quiet for a few seconds before loudly swearing, "god damnit. Why?! Why does this always happen!" Shigaraki snarled.

Izuku could only pant helplessly up at Shigaraki, as the older man threw a tantrum. Disentratinging the pillows, the blankets, and the other random crap on the bed.

After disintegrating everything within his reach, Shigaraki got up off of the bed and made his way towards the closet. The villain then angrily threw one of his black hoodies at Izuku.

"Here," Shigaraki grumbled out, annoyed, "my hoodies help with your flashes, right?"

Izuku could only tiredly nod in confirmation as he buried his face into the hoodie. Decay, dust, and mint, his favorite smell surrounded him as he breathed in the hoodie's scent.

"Your medicine should be arriving sometime tomorrow." Shigaraki said right before collapsing on the bed.

"R-Really?!" Izuku shouted out happily. He couldn't believe it. He was finally going to be cured! Izuku would be useful again.

"Really." Shigaraki grinned, "we'll finally put you to good use. Once your flashes are gone, maybe the two of us can finally have some proper fun…" Shigaraki trailed off suggestively.

Izuku felt his cock twitch at the older man's suggestion.

"Yeah, I would like that." Izuku slowly purred out.

Quietly, Izuku threw on Shigaraki's hoodie before crawling into the older villain's lap. He could feel Shigaraki's still-present erection poking at him.

"Do you...want my help with that?" Izuku huskily whispered, grinding his hips down into Shigaraki's lap.

Shigaraki just smirked at him, "I wouldn't mind you helping me out quickly. As long as your flashes don't interrupt us again."

"No! No, they won't be a problem." Izuku quickly said, he didn't want to mess things up further. He just wanted to help Shigaraki out, in any way he could.

Eagerly, Izuku glanced down at Shigaraki's clothed erection and began to unbuckle his pants.

Soon, Izuku had removed Shigaraki's clothes, and was now face-to-face with the man's red cock. Questioningly, Izuku glanced up at Shigaraki for permission.

"Don't worry pet," Shigaraki chuckled darkly, "I don't mind. Get to it."

Happily, Izuku opened his mouth wide, his tongue peeking out to lick the cock's blunt head. Izuku could feel himself flush a bright red as he gave small tentative licks to the tip of Shigaraki's dick.

His tongue slowly began to lick up some of the pre-cum smeared across the cock's head. Izuku felt like purring, he had never felt happier in his life than he did right now, licking at Shigaraki's dick.

Taking one last deep breath, Izuku closed his lips around the leaking head, sucking Shigaraki's cock into his suddenly too empty mouth.

Quickly, Izuku started bobbing his head up and down, taking in Shigaraki as deeply as physically possible. He could hear the older man moaning appreciatively above him, which just made him want to go faster. Izuku wanted to please Shigaraki, pleasing Shigaraki was his purpose in life.

He then started to moan around Shigaraki's cock, hoping that the vibrations from it would be pleasurable.

"Look at you," Shigaraki panted out, his face was flushed a deep red, "you love this don't you? You're in heaven just from sucking my cock. Does it bring you bliss? Do you love choking on my dick that much, Izu?"

Izuku purred happily in response, bobbing his head even faster.

"O-Oh god," Shigaraki choked out, his cock spasming in Izuku's mouth.

Izuku then let out a loud appreciative moan as Shigaraki cummed into his mouth. Eagerly, he tried to swallow all of the older man's cum, but some of it managed to spill out of his mouth.

Shigaraki then moaned out happily and collapsed back into the bed. Izuku just sat still, watching, as the older villain quickly fell asleep.

Slowly Izuku trailed the cum that had leaked out of his mouth, with his fingers, and licked it up.

After he had licked up all of the cum that had splashed across his face and chest, he looked down at his own untouched erection. He briefly thought about getting himself off, but decided not too.

All Izuku wanted was for Shigaraki to use him, whether it be on the battlefield or the bedroom. His own pleasure didn't matter. He had already made Shigaraki happy, so his job for today was done.

Sighing contentedly, Izuku went and snuggled up to Shigaraki.

He couldn't wait for tomorrow. Soon, his medicine would be here.

Then everything could finally be perfect.