Updated 1/13/2021

Chapter 3

Flattery and embarrassment both filled Lynn as she saw 3 of the 5 Japanese speaking guys raise their hands in the air. She would have only been okay with 2 of them. The one named Mineta was a creep and she did not foresee herself even remotely enjoying her time in the VIP room with him. Her mother always told her to never judge a book by its cover. But if she had to stereotype the 3 guys in a book format it was easy. Mineta was Captain Underpants, Midoriya Harry Potter, and Bakugou was Fifty Shades of Gray. She didn't know them well enough to know how right she was. But her gut never lied though.

Her gut DID NOT want to have to go to the VIP room with Captain Underpants.

Izuku knew that when he raised his hand for the VIP he was sure to be up against Mineta but he didn't expect Katsuki. It made him feel on edge to be bidding against him for some time with a woman he had just met.

Still, he stood his ground. He already knew he had a financial limit of $130. He didn't want the bidding to go past that.

"$50" Izuku heard Mineta.

"$60" Katsuki.

"$75" Mineta. Midoriya didn't want to panic but his insides were getting knotted up. He felt frozen and like he couldn't talk.

"$100" Bakugou smirked. He had already known that Mineta only had $80 in his pocket. He was complaining about it earlier in the night.

"$100. Any other bids?" The MC spoke. Izuku was twitching with nerves. Turning to the stage he saw Lynn standing in the spotlight. She was definitely attractive but he overall just really wanted to talk to her. Learn about her quirk and ask her about America. What her plans were. If she planned on doing a form of hero work one day. Maybe a kiss would be nice but he would have been fine without.

"Okay. Going once…

Going twice…"

"$130." Midoriya stood from his seat.

"$140." Katsuki also got to his feet. "You can't beat that." He growled in Izuku's ear.

"$200" Izuku looked straight into his friend's eyes. "My emergency money is worth this. And last I checked you left the hotel with only $160."

"Once….. Twice. And Finished. Congratulations. Naughty Rin will escort you to the VIP room."

Bakugou narrowed his eyes and leaned into Midoriya's ear. "You're too useless to know what to do in there, Stupid Deku."

The realization hit Izuku quickly with Kacchan's words. He was at a strip club where women got paid to be naked and he was about to go behind a closed door with one. His face became red.

He wanted to agree with his childhood friend. He suddenly wanted to turn and go in the other direction.

When the waitress came next to him and put a hand on his shoulder is when he realized it was too late.

The VIP room wasn't anything special. It was really only the size of a walk-in closet. There was a couch with a stool on its left side and a side table drawer on the right. The music playing in the room was the same music in the main club area.

The lights were so dim that Midoriya thought it might as well have been dark. Lynn's hand moved from his forearm to his hand as she let him sit on the couch with her. When she sat down she crossed hiking up her skirt with a clear view of her underwear mounded section.

Izuku blushed at the sight and decided to start a conversation. Distraction is what he needed at the moment.

"So, your quirk is linguistics? I think that's an incredible quirk to have. How does it work? You could work for a few different hero agencies with that ability."

Lynn wasn't surprised to see that the green haired guy went straight to talking. It did disappoint her a bit. Although earlier she hadn't wanted to sleeze herself, the energy from the bid was still sticking to her skin. Every VIP experience was different. She did have men who only ever wanted to talk. She had men who didn't want her to talk at all. Some wanted her to just strip down to full nudity. Then there were the ones where it got physical.

She tried not to show her disappointment and instead show her gratitude for his interest in her quirk. "Thank you for that. Some people think my quirk is boring. It also only works if I hear the language at least once. If I hear it spoken once I know how to speak, listen, and write the language. I can't speak Russian because I've never really heard a conversation in Russian."

"Does it have to be a whole conversation for your quirk to absorb it?" Izuku wished that he had his notebook with him to take notes. He also thought that something like that might weird her out.

"As of right now yes. It's just like any other quirk that needs practice and improvement. My fluent languages are English, Spanish, Japanese, Korean, and French. They were the easiest to get with my environment. Well, the Japanese and Korean were from Anime and Movies. The French was from a week trip to Canada. Spanish may as well be a requirement for how often it's heard and used." She turned to him and saw that he was truly enjoying and absorbing every word she said. "Tell me about you? What's your quirk? What brings you to America?"

Midoriya did notice that when she asked about him she moved a bit closer and their knees were touching. The little bit of physical contact made him smile. "Well, Basically I'm just really strong when I need to be. My class is taking a trip to learn the laws and regulations on being a Hero in the states. We leave tomorrow and Mineta and Denki still wanted to check off one last thing on their list. Maybe you should travel so that you can pick up other languages. I'm sure there would be other positive outcomes from traveling around the world as well. I feel like I've learned a lot since our short visit here." He stopped talking when he felt the hand fall on his inner thigh.

"You talk a lot, Izuku. I'd like to have a clear picture on what you want out of your VIP experience. You did spend $200 to have me all to yourself.", She strategically maneuvered herself to be straddling him. "It even looked like you were about to gamble a friendship over me."

She placed both hands on his chest firmly pushing him into the back cushion, "Did you really spend that money and risk a friendship just to TALK with me?"

Izuku fumbled with his words. He did the thing again. His mumbling. Just because he has gotten better didn't mean it didn't happen. The lack of great lighting in the room along with the start of a new almost dark electric keyboard started to play.

Lynn couldn't help but feel the vibrations of the song and lack of light course through her. She slowly rolled her body against his. Her hands slid down her sides tracing her curves and moving Midoriya's to her high thigh.

He was surprised by the sudden softness of her skin on his hands. Her body moving in time with the music. She seemed to be taken away by the music. It was a bit intoxicating for him. He felt like he was invading her personal space though he knew he wasn't if she put his hands on her.

"Relax." She hummed. Izuku took the bait and felt all the tension in his shoulders disappear. Not really knowing what to do he started to lightly cherish her outer thighs. He enjoyed feeling her skin under his fingertips.

They caught each other's eyes and Lynn wanted to take things a step further for the seemingly innocent boy. So she made her way to undo the tie of her costume and slowly started to undo every button.

Izuku's eyes never left hers as fear of staring too hard somewhere else. His hands acted on their own when they slipped to her bottom and pulled her closer to him on his lap. He felt his fingers digging into her bottom and he decided that he liked holding her ass in his hands. The underwear just barely covered her curves. The thought of the Notice Me Senpai flashed into his thoughts and made him smirk with a small laugh escaped his lips.

Of course Lynn heard the snicker and became amused at what it was for. Curiosity always got the best of her. "What's so funny?" She finished with the buttons.

The light she saw in her eyes made her blush. Had SHE done something wrong? "I was just 'noticing' you is all." His hands that cradled her butt squeezed as he said the words.

Lynn groaned and flopped onto the couch. She didn't realize how she was laying there completely exposed to Midoriya's eyes.

His hands felt empty as she relocated. He decided to follow by laying next to her propping himself up on one elbow. "I think it's actually cute." He tried to reassure her.

"The moment I was told to do VIP I was so embarrassed to go out knowing you all would understand it." She covered her face to hide.

Izuku thought it was an interesting turn of events that she was the one seemingly innocent now. He did a scan of her body since her eyes were covered.

She was barefoot with purple nail polish on them. His eyes sliced up her calf, thighs and landed on her hips. The skirt she was wearing could hardly be called a piece of clothing with how little it covered. Then again maybe that was the point.

Her flat stomach was exposed now as the school shirt fell to the sides of her body.

Her skin was pale and looked like it never saw the sun. His thoughts went back to her performance on the stage and how he longed to be the other woman hovering over her. That longing was coming back.

Kacchan had said that he wouldn't know what to do in a VIP room. What his childhood friend failed to understand was that even if he never had personally experienced intimacy with another person didn't mean he did not know what to do.

He did have to explore the internet a few times to help relieve himself a few times. His analytical brain could not help but store information for when the day came that he himself was also in one of those situations.

Lynn could feel the relaxed silence in the room. She could also feel the eyes that moved up her body. He was observing her but it didn't feel creepy or uncomfortable. It almost made her want to snuggle up close to him. To nuzzle her face into his chest.

That wasn't going to happen though as she felt the shift of weight on the couch move from beside her.

"Can I - can I touch you?", She heard him ask.