He took a step towards her as she took a step back, spreading her wings as she dropped out of the cage. She gave the male a flirtatious wink at seeing his own smirk of amusement. She was the drug that people was addicted to….. Not the other way round. Now their game of chase began, she wondered what cards he would deal. Who would break first?
Chapter 5
Freya yawned as she walked into the high school that made hell look like a field full of daisies.
It had been long night working and teasing a certain blue eyed male who decide to stay and enjoy the entertainment, despite his eyes never leaving her form and then giving him the slip while leaving, to the point where she had got in and left within the hour for school (the only reason she left was because Lexi had ordered her to – she was having too much fun teasing the male whose name she didn't even know!). She didn't want the government knocking on her door asking why she wasn't in school if she slept in, too much hassle.
She covered her mouth as another yawn attack her as she entered the classroom. It was empty seeing how she had come a lot earlier had normal, thankfully she had beaten the reporters that were now crowding the entrance. She would HATE to be in that crush.
She hated crowds with a passion, her cover would get blow in an instant and just think her being crushed against other sweaty bodies… temptation much?
She leaned back on her chair, legs on the table while using her hat to cover her face. She was taking a quick nap, she wanted to lean her head against the table but in doing so would show off the bumps from her wings.
It a matter of seconds, she was fast asleep.
While Freya was asleep a group of her fellow students make their way into the classroom. Conversation died as they spotted the sleeping female. "Well that's a surprised," Tsuyu Asui stated moving closer to the sleeping female, "She's normally late"
"Late night maybe?" Jiro questioned also examining the female sleeping position while behind her Koji Koda nodded in agreement.
"Does anyone else get the feeling that she never wants to be here?" asks Tokoyami his crow like head tilted towards the female slightly.
"Yeah, I have noticed that she doesn't interact much. Like she does when it suits her but at the same time there's a wall in-between us" Ashido pointed out.
A few more students entered the rooms, having escaped the crush of reporters "what are we talking about?" Lida asked the group, Uraraka and Midoriya beside him.
"About Freya," Asui explained giving them a quick rundown.
"Well," Midoriya started timidly, "she did say during the quick apprehension tests that she would happily take the place to go home"
"Eh?! Why?" a few members exclaimed in shock.
"She's got a really cool quirk!" Uraraka pointed out.
"Maybe she was force to come?" Todoroki suggested, speaking up for the first time – everyone turned towards him in thought.
"Force?" Jiro questioned.
"Well, parents may have pressured her into being the best and made her come here or something..." he spoke before turning to his book.
"Well whatever the case I can't help but be draw to her" Ashido grinned, while those around her nodded in agreement.
"There's one thing I can't put my finger on," Uraraka started, putting a finger on her chin.
"What's that?" Kaminari asked.
"What's with the super long cardigan?"
Everyone in the room turned towards the female in silence, each coming up with their own theory as to why she wore the long black cardigan.
"Well one way to find out~" Mineta grinned, creeping forward towards the sleeping female, despite the protest around him. He reach out to pull the black material but a slender hand gripped his wrist before he got the chance. Looking up his eyes locked onto the glowing purple hues from the brim of her hat that had moved slightly without anyone noticed.
He gulped.
"Now, now~ Mineta~" she purred but there was a dark edge to her seduction tone, "you should NEVER undress a sleeping girl"
He nodded as she let him go, "Now, why are all you lot surrounding my desk? Please, of hades sake tell me I wasn't snoring?" she gave the student a breath-taking smile, while swinging her legs off the table knew full well that she hadn't snored, as soon as Asui, the cute little foggy started talking about her- she snapped awake.
She yawned while removing her hat waiting for someone to answer her question. "We were wondering if you had a late night" Jiro stated lightly.
She paused thinking over her answer, should she answer correctly or not? It's not like they actually cared, that was the succubus pheromones drawing them in. she leant against the desk, "I worked late~ finished" she glanced towards the clock, "over an hour ago roughly"
"Eh? That late or early?" Uraraka questioned while, Ashido responded, "where do you work as?!"
"Oh just as a stripper" she responded smoothly, "anymore questions?" she continued with a raised eyebrow. While everyone exchanged looks unable to tell if she was telling the true or not with blushing faces.
"Well, we were wondering if you could tell us something about you like your quirk or something" Asui started cautiously.
"Hmm~ something about myself? Might as well play 20 questions at this rate" she mutter, she couldn't say no…"Well, to me every individuals sweat taste different"
"We taste different?" Ashido questioned while Freya nodded, an idea popping into her head. Maybe this way she could gain some energy to survive this hellhole.
Mineta was the closest, she moved quickly crouching next to him. A finger on his chin of his frozen figure while she licked his check. The boys grapey taste invading her senses. "Grapes"
"Oh try me!" Ashido exclaimed her hand in the air. Freya gracefully moved towards the hyper girl licking her check. "Very acidic~" she purred.
"That be my quirk! Try Hagakura! And Tsu!"
Freya turned quickly licking Asui, "Froggy" no doubt from her quirk also. She turned towards Hagakura who was continuing to move about. "Hagakura dear~ I need you to keep still or I will have to trap you~" the invisible female paused for a moment registering her comment – plenty of time for the demon to lick her check.
"Hmm, like fluffy pastry"
Purple eyes landed on the duo haired boy, a grin crawling onto her face. The male jumped slightly as she placed her hand on Todoroki shoulders, leaning to the white haired side she licked his face. An ice chilly favour hit her taste buds, freezing her to the core. "Chilly~ like ice-cream" she moved to the red side, licked his face while his body tensed up underneath her hands – stopping just before his scar. "Relax~" she purred in his ear as the hot sensation racing thought her body, "spicy~"
Todoroki blushed a brilliant red as she moved onto licking the other students.
Koda – he had an earthy animalistic taste
Sato – sugar pure sugar
Tokoyami – if shadows had a taste, a dark hot chocolate with a bitter edge to it
Jiro – she had a mixture of a metallic taste and oranges
Lida – the linger aftertaste of engine oil
Uraraka – strawberries
Kaminari - as she licked the blonde an electric shock coursed thought her body
Midoriya after licking this particular person she had to pause, it tasted very similar… his words from the other night echoed aroundher head, 'borrowed quirk from someone else' her eyes widened in realisation…. Midoriya when frigid his face completely red in embarrassment, "What? Did I taste bad?!" he asked.
Her surprised expression slid into a sly smile, "Not at all Cinnamon roll~" she cooed, "it's just you taste similar to someone else we know" he gulped, but was unable to say anything as the door opened revealing an annoyed looking blonde, besides him a grinning Kirishima and Sero.
A sly smile make its way onto her face as the thought of teasing Mr. Explosive. She walked behind the chatting boys, while those behind her tried to voice their protests. Sero was the first to notice her presence, but she gave him a signal to be quiet.
He smirked as he saw her stepping up behind Bakugo. In a flash she gripped his shoulders and brought her face next to face, tongue out giving the boy a long lick, from his chin to his hairline.
An explosive taste in her taste buds, a tangy taste which she would put at a guess to being the Nitroglycerin. "What the hell!" the male exploded, his face red as he swiped at her.
She grinned, side stepping the raging male before licking his friends, Sero had a particular taste that she couldn't quite name while Kirishima, had a masculine taste to his rocky quirk...
She spun out of the way from the raging male, moving to sit on a random desk her legs cross and a bemused look at her face. "Calm down~" she spoke softly, her voice layered with something other as her eyes glowed slightly, the male relaxed slightly, still raging but less slightly to try and kill her.
"What the hell was that for you Fire bitch?!" he growled.
"Well, they wanted to know something about me. So I said about how everyone taste different to me~" she stated like it was the most simplest thing in the world, "Don't worry your explosive head off. You all taste divine~" her purred.
"Get off the desk, Ms Hades" Aizawa sensei voice cut though her teasing.
Rolling her eyes at the dead looking teacher, she hopped off the desk taking her seat at the back. Letting class begin, with Aizawa going over yesterday's battle trail. Placing a hand on her check she stared out the window with boredom.
And here starts another day of hell.
She was brought out of her daydream, by her classmates deafening screams.
"I wanna do it"
"Ooh ooh! I wanna be class president! Pick me!"
"My manifesto as president: all girls' skirts must 30 cms off thigh!"
"Oh you mean that position that exists for me!"
"That's like a leader position! I'll do it! Me! Me!"
"Let me do it!"
Freya put at a wild guess that they were picking someone for class present or something like that, she let out a quiet chuckle, guessing who said what in the rush, before a voice broke though the shouting, "Be quiet" Lida's voice rung out, before he rambled on about something Freya didn't actually care about.
Soon she found herself at the voting stage…
Honesty she didn't care for this, and she had stated that she wanted nothing to do with this. Sighing she put in a random vote, her hues glancing towards the glasses wearing teen. Might as well.
In the end Midoriya got president and Yaoyorozu got vice-president, the person she voted for sunk into depression. Lida muttering, "Only one vote? I see how it is…" he perked up slightly turning towards the class, "I thank whoever voted for me, it means so much"
Freya, shrugged not that anyone noticed that movement as the class continued onto lunch.
Ah lunch, one thing she hated. A bunch of people crowded into one room eating human food. Soo far she had managed to avoid the lunch rush, avoided having people see her 'eat' human food. Today however… she wasn't soo lucky.
Uraraka, stopping her before the Succubus could escape to the roof, "Hade-san! Come sit with us!"
"I can't sorry, I gotta go do something" she lied lamely.
Uraraka pouted, before gripping her arm. "Nope, you said that every time I have asked! You're coming with me this time"
"For the love of hades" she muttered, leaving the bubbly girl to pull her thought the corridor.
To say she was annoyed was an understated, being dragged into the lunch room crush, force to get food she didn't like nor wanted to eat then having to sit down in a room pull of hormonal teenagers…
Could it get any worse?
She vaguely listening to the conversion Uraraka was having with Lida and Midoriya. Completely uninterested in the food before her, which she was playing with. Moving it around her plate in an attempt to look like she was eating the bland thing.
"I did nothing more than follow my own judgment on the matter..." Lida spoke, Freya leaned back into the uncomfortable chair pitching for the first time into the conversation.
"And that's why I voted for you Lida~" a smirk playing on her lips as she took out her carton of blood.
Stabbing it with a straw, she let the fact sink in, "you did!?"
"You're the one who voted for me?" she nodded, her fangs poking her bottom lip as she drank the blood.
"Once again I thank you!"
"You're so proper Lida! And Freya! Are you sure you're from around here!?"
"If you're asking whether I'm completely" human, she thought internally, "Japanese then you're wrong I'm not"
"That explains soo much!"
"It does?"
"Yup," Midoraya nodded in agreement as the gravity defining her turned towards their engine legged male.
"Yeah you're always going on about honour and stuff! I might be wrong but are you from an upper-crust family?!" Uraraka asked, drawing the conversation away from the succubus and back to Lida. The chat about Lida family was cut short as a siren screamed thought out the giant school.
"Security level 3 has been breached. Students please promptly evacuate"
Students all around them jumped, as if a switch had flicked putting them into panic mode. Freya would have stayed seated, being one of the last to leave if it wasn't for Uraraka dragging her into the crush.
This.
Was.
Not.
Her.
Day.
As soon as the group entered the crush, she got separated. Bodies rammed up against her crushing her body from all sides in the process. She hissed in pain when someone pushed roughly against her poor cramped wings. Her senses were going into overdrive, smells, auras mixing into one, calling at her to eat, to take her pick on the students around her. Instinct or urges she didn't know..
She felt a hand brush against her thigh while another against her arm. The temptation and hunger growing in the pitch of her stomach use could feel her eyes starting to glow, as someone rubbed up against her back she as finally had enough. That was the last straw. She needed to get out now! No way was she breaking yet. She pushed and shoved through the crowd making a beeline for the wall, hoping beyond hope that on one would notice the wings on her back.
The reason why glamour was impractical, yes you couldn't see them, but there were still there, you could still feel them. And wouldn't you question it more if you felt something but couldn't see it.
She felt a rough hand grabbing her wrist, before her back and wings slammed into wall. She let out a shuttered breath before her purple hues locked onto red ones – belonging to no other than the Bakugo. Who glared down at her, hands placed on the wall, stationed at either side of her head, keeping her in place and those around away.
"Thanks," she muttered calming her ragged breathing, "I really hate crowds"
The spiky blonde haired male frowned, "how did you do it?"
She raised a confused eyebrow, "do what?"
He leaded forwards, closing the space in-between them, "calm me down, it felt weird..."
Oh, Freya was silence for a moment, he was talking about when she used her persuasion to stop him from blowing her up.
"I didn't do anything, I just said calm down" she countered, arms crossing over her chest.
Bakugo studied her a moment and Freya was unsure whether the blonde had believed her lie or what seemed like an eternity, the boys frown turned into a smirk. "You know, I never did repay you for that lick this morning" something in his tone caused a shiver of pleasure to run up her spine.
"Is that so~" she purred, not moving from her position. "What do you have in mind?"
The male moved closer, placing a leg in-between hers. Completely trapping her in place as parted his lips to speak.
"EVERYONE CALM DOWN! Its Okays!" lida voice cut though the chatter. Causing her attention to snap towards him, giggling at the sight on the glasses wearing male, he looked like the exit man sign, which he was currently stood on. She could feel the annoyance roll off bakugo as her attention was taken else were. She internally smirked at this, but at the same time dishearten – this wasn't like the clients at the club, people she could tease and use to her wimps because they paid her to, they paid to enter, they paid to be seduced.
She wasn't even trying to use her pheromones to draw him to her – yet the little bit she naturally produce did it for her… she reminded herself that he didn't like her... None of her classmates did. It was all fake. Fake due to the natural pheromones her body produce to attract those around her to feed off.
You may even hate her, yet as soon as those pheromones hit your system, you wouldn't hate her anymore even going as far of doing anything she ask.
Purple hues returned to the blondes face, a smirk on her features. Completely unaware of the blonde catching sight of her internal debate on her usual masked featured. "Maybe another time~" she purred as the students slowly manoeuvred themselves out of the crush.
The smirk slowly sipping off her face as purple hues locked onto the sight of a ruined entrance.
She was a demon, a demon that feed of others. That caused those around to have fake feelings towards her. She would always be alone in this world. This realm of personal hell.
And she was fine with it.
Fine with being alone.
to be continued...
hey guys hope you like it,
was gonna update my other stories, but im dead. seems like i caught something or im just super run down...
gonna take a nap
lov ya all