Glass Fifteen:
Male: Shigaraki
Series: MHA
Aizawa Shota was a fair but firm teacher, often acting aloof to the going on's around him unless he felt the need to step in. Or was forced to step in.
Say for instance a student checking their phone or sending out a quick text. It was normal, they were after all teenagers so he often turned a blind eye to it.
Yet as each muted vibration came rolling in, one after the next he could feel his eyebrow twitch. While his back was to the class he could tell just from the direction of the almost silent noises exactly where it was coming from.
Higurashi Kagome.
The sole survivor of class 2A.
His protégé and as others often accused his favorite student despite him claiming to not have favorites. He could feel the eyes on his back, wondering how many more times he would ignore the sound of her phone.
Sighing through his nose he turned to face the class, his bored eyes zeroing in on a flushing Kagome as she tried to smother the almost nonexistent noises between her fumbling hands.
"Problem, Higurashi?" He arched a brow as she glanced up at him with guilty and worried eyes. It made him tilt his head, worry was almost never in her dark blue orbs.
Then again times were changing. All Might was no longer the symbol of peace. He had publicly battled One For All and while he had come out victorious the world now knew his secret.
Many things were bound to change after that, the dorms were proof of that. The fear the public now felt was just a low rumble now but it would only grow.
Higurashi Kagome cursed under her breath, quickly switching her phone off. And shoving it into her bag, she knew why it had been blowing up.
Shigaraki Tomura was panicking.
He had lost his master, the bar, and the feeling of being safe.
He was scrambling to get back on his feet and wanted everyone to meet up in another of their secret bases.
Only problem?
She was now living in the dorms and no longer had the freedom to just go see him, or anyone for that matter, at the drop of a hat.
He did not like this.
Going as far to tell her to just drop out and join the league full time.
Yes, that would be easier for her mission but then the heroes would start to look into her and they would find out she wasn't some sixteen year old school girl but a twenty one year old Hero Safety Commission agent.
Her Hero Safety work would be over.
She'd given up way too much to let that happen.
"Well Higurashi?" Hearing the sharp tone in Aizawa's voice made her gulp and duck her head down, he was slowly losing his patience.
"Ah, it's my brother. Guess there's some kind of family emergency going on. Would it be okay if I left for the day? My mom can call in the details once it's less hectic." The lie slid off her tongue like honey, did she have a younger sibling?
No.
And technically her mother had sold her to the underground when she was born. Being rescued by a senior HSC agent and thus brought into the program. But, they didn't know that, as far as anyone was concerned, she lived on the Higure shrine with her mother, grandfather, and younger brother.
She could practically see the gears in his head turning. She'd spent a year as his sole student, the rumblings of All For One's return started around then, and she knew his habits and thoughts. She allowed a small sheen of moisture to gather in her eyes, appearing as if she would and could cry at any second.
He instantly stood up straighter, his eyes narrowing with a small hint of concern. They both knew that there were now procedures and paperwork in place for a student to leave the grounds, let alone unattended. It would take days to get it approved, Shigaraki would not wait days. In fact she was surprised he hadn't had Kurogiri snatch her up the second All For One was defeated.
Someone, most likely Dabi, had convinced him to wait. As her handler it was his job to make sure her cover wasn't blown. Yet she knew Shigaraki was not a patient man and right now he wasn't thinking clearly either.
Sighing through his nose, Aizawa mutely nodded, giving her the 'we'll talk later' look. She smiled at him in thanks and quickly gathered her things, shooting her fellow classmates a small watery smile. She hadn't expected her fellow classmates to take to her so well, they were more then just classmates.
They were friends.
They genuinely cared about her and vice versa, it made her sick to her stomach with guilt.
Exiting the classroom she quickly pulled out her phone and turned it on, in the span of the seven minutes it took for her to get permission to leave the school grounds Shigaraki had texted her over fifteen times and called her four. She quickly shot off a reply, her long legs taking her towards the school gates.
I'm leaving the school gates now.
Two seconds later a reply made her phone vibrate.
Meet Kurogiri in the alley by the coffee shop.
She furrowed her brows, that was a bit too close to campus for her to randomly disappear from but she knew if she didn't go there then Kurogiri would just take her off the street.
Sighing through her nose she made her way to the meet up location. Shooting Dabi a quick text.
What's up with Shigaraki? He's been texting me non stop.
She waited for his reply, leaning in the brick wall of the alleyway behind her.
Guess Magne and Spinner got picked up by some heroes. He's sending me, Toga, Twice and Compress to go get them out. Probably just wants you at the base just in case. Be careful school girl, you'll be alone with the closet pervert.
Rolling her eyes at his warning she furrowed her brow in concern, no one had told her two of the league's villains had been caught. It was kind of need to know information, yes everyone was scrambling the last few days but they were the HSC, they were supposed to be better.
"Ms. Higurashi, are you ready?" Kurogiri's calm voice pulled her from her thoughts, pushing off the wall she nodded, casting him a small polite smile.
"Yeah, let's go calm down Tomura." She didn't miss the way his finger twitched as his side at the casual usage of Shigaraki's first name. She wondered if he would somehow get word to All For One about the implications of her casual usage of his name?
If so, it would prove that the man was still pulling the strings and Tomura was just another puppet despite thinking he was the string puller.
Stepping through the portal Kurogiri wordlessly made, she shivered, her quirk wrapping around her as if to protect her.
Her quirk was called aura manipulation
She was able to use her aura to form barriers around herself, others, and things. She was able to add her aura to items, say an arrow, and thus reinforce it as well as give it a power boost. The only drawback was that it often left her drained and unable to make barriers at the same time.
She could also sense people's auras, their intentions as well as use her own aura to manipulate theirs.
She could essentially manipulate the feelings of others.
Though no one outside the HSC knew of the last part of her quirk. As far as anyone knew it was just her ability to make barriers as well as projectiles that made her the aura hero Miko.
Honestly it was a lame hero name, but the HSC figured since she was 'living' on a shrine it made sense.
They had bigger things to worry about besides her cringey hero name.
"Kagome!" She'd barely exited the portal, Kurogiri making a silent departure as well, when thin arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a firm male chest.
"Tomura." His name was breathy as it fell from her lips due to the tight grip he had around her. He was practically clinging to her, his chin resting on her shoulder as he nuzzled into the crook of her neck. His hot breath fanning into her ear.
Instantly the scent of stale alcohol entered her nose, drowning out the natural woodsy scent of the one holding her. It made her frown.
He'd been drinking.
"You weren't responding to my texts, I was worried." His words, while not slurred, did hold the hint of a whiny child. So he had been drinking but was slowly starting to sober up. At least something seemed to be going her way.
"I was at school, you know that." There was a light scolding in her voice that made him hug her tighter, an actual whine leaving his lips as he pressed his face into the side of her neck, pressing a light kiss to it.
"Can't you just drop out and stay here full time?" She sighed through her nose. Her arms wrapping around him in comfort. He always got like this when he drank. Overly clingy and needy, almost reverting to a child like innocence.
It was cute and endearing.
"Tomura, you know I can't do that." She gasped as he let out a low grumbling huff nipping her earlobe in relation of her words. Ignoring it she continued, a light flush on her cheeks. "How would you get your inside info, huh? Besides I've invested two years into UA."
She could barely make out his mumbling into the side of her neck, "Wana try saying that again but like a normal human being?" The slight twist of her lips and playful tone let him know she was merely teasing him.
Sighing he removed his face from the side of her neck, pulling back to look her in the eyes. "You're not our only mole in UA, so just drop out and stay here. With me." Had she not been so well trained she would have gasped at that revelation.
She wasn't the only mole!
She'd definitely have to relay that tidbit of information to the HSC, for now she had to try and weasel more information out of him. Feigning a sad look on her face she pouted, her eyes watering a bit with unshed tears.
"You don't have faith in me or trust me do you?" The small wobble of emotion in her voice made him frown and shake his head.
"Of course I do! It's just master wanted to be sure we had more then one mole, just in case. You know he's always plotting and planning on so many different outcomes!" His voice was an octave higher with his desperation to appease her and stem her tears before they even flowed.
Pouting gave a small sniffle. "Promise?" She felt a pang of guilt as he nodded his head, his eyes pleading with her to believe him. "I would never lie to you Kagome. You know that." The sincerity in his voice made her uncomfortable, the guilt churning in her gut worried her.
She'd never had such feelings before on missions, to her they were just her job but lying to and deceiving everyone around her was starting to grate on her.
Shigaraki Tomura had genuine feelings for her.
Well, the her she pretended to be.
It vaguely made her wonder if he would still have them if he knew the real her. So few had even been allowed to catch even a glimpse of the real her. In fact only one other person knew her inside and out and still accepted her.
"Kagome! Don't ignore me!" His tone was sharp and almost made her want to roll her eyes at him. All he was missing was a small foot stomp.
"To-" Her eyes widened as he crashed his lips into hers, her lips throbbing in pain as more of his teeth then lips pressed into the kiss.
It was the kiss of a sloppy teenager, urgent, unsure, and nervous. Gritting her teeth she pulled back a bit, his lips pressed harder to hers, almost afraid that she would run away. Giving a light chuckle she smiled into the kiss before breaking it.
This time he didn't chase her lips, instead he descended onto neck, nipping and sucking on it. No doubt trying to leave marks and hickies. His hands were pawing at her body, moving from cupping her ass to tugging on her clothes, she was honestly surprised he hadn't used his quirk on them.
"I need to be inside you Kagome, you're mine!" He pressed his hardened member into her thigh, almost dry humping her as he pressed her into the nearby table, the sharp wooden edge dug into her lower back.
"Tomura, slow down." She had no idea why he was in such a rush, she knew for a fact he was a virgin and here he was trying to re-enact some low budget porn with her. Her words fell on deaf ears.
Squeaking, she grabbed hold of his biceps to steady herself as he lifted her to sit on the table, the cold surface of it making her shiver as it made contact with her flesh. His hands moved between them, struggling to undo his belt.
"Tomura. Stop." Her hands settled over his, stilling his movements while also being wary of his quirk. "Look at me." She smiled down at him, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes burning with lust and urgency as well as anxiety. It was then that it clicked, he was still so upset about All For One's capture that he feared she would be ripped away from him as well. Hence his urgent need to stake some sort of claim on her.
And what was easier than entering into a sexual relationship?
Normally this would thrill her, it was so much easier to extract information from a man when his mind was too preoccupied to know what not to say. Pillow talk had saved many lives in the past and would no doubt continue to do so.
"...do you not want me?" His voice was so low that had she been any deeper in thought she wouldn't have heard him. Yet she did and as soon as the words registered into her brain she cupped his face and pressed a small loving kiss to his lips. Pulling back she rested her forehead on his, her deep blue eyes staring into his crimson orbs.
"Of course I do, just not like this. You don't have anything to prove to me Tomura, let's take our time and enjoy it." The warmth that filled his previously dull eyes made her heart stutter in her chest. She pushed the feeling down and instead focused on the task at hand.
Letting her eyes slide shut she pressed her lips to his, her tongue snaking between their lips to prod at his closed ones. Shyly he opened his lips, his own tongue poking out to brush against hers. It was a wet sloppy kiss but it still made her toes curl with the amount of feelings he was putting into it.
It made up her mind.
She was not going to sleep with him as Kagome Higurashi the hero Miko, no she was going to do so as Kagome.
Purely and simply Kagome.
Smiling into the kiss she swirled her tongue around his, drawing it into a playful banter with her own. Resting her arms on his shoulders she pulled him closer, he stood between her parted legs. His hands settling on her hips to pull her to the edge of the table she was perched on.
Her skirt rose with the action, exposing her pale creamy thighs, she shivered as he moved closer, the heat of his body seeping into her. Lifting her hands so lightly ran her fingers through his bluish white locks, his body shivering at the sensation.
Breaking the kiss she smiled, cracking her eyes open to once again meet deep red orbs. His normally pale skin held a light flush and a glow to it that made her heart beat faster as her toes curled in her shoes. The amount of love and care he was projecting made her have a small buzz. It was like nothing else mattered but them, here in this moment.
Sighing she let him lean her back on the table, he was gentle and cautious with his movements. Almost afraid he would break her or use his quirk on her in his need to be with her. She gave him a small loving smile as he pulled away to pull off his black baggy hoodie. Her eyes widened as she caught sight of the newly forming six pack under his pale skin. The last time she had seen him shirtless he had barely had a four pack, something Dabi had teased him about.
It would seem he had taken the older man's teasing and harassing to heart. Even his arms looked to have more muscles, his black sweatpants hung low on his chiseled hips. The bugle in his crotch stood out as he tossed his hoodie behind him, not at all caring where it landed.
"Been hitting the gym I see?" Her voice was a low purr, letting him know she liked what she saw. He nodded, his eyes hooded as she moved her hand to start uniting her necktie before moving the buttons of her blazer.
"I was bored without you." It was clearly a lie, the way he darted his eyes away from hers as he once again moved closer was an easy tell. Letting him think he fooled her she merely hummed as she began to tug her blouse out of the band of her skirt. Jumping as his hands settled over hers, minus one finger on each hand, gazing up at him in curiosity she flushed as the lust filled look that he leveled her with.
"Let me." She could only nod as he lightly pushed her hands away to rest at her side, his own fingers quickly unbuttoning her white blouse exposing her white lace bra to his hungry eyes.
His eyes widened at the sight of her breasts practically spilling out of her bra, he knew her breasts were larger then normal, something that Dabi loved to poke fun at if only to get a rise out of him, but to see them barely contained by the plain white bra...it made him lick his chapped lips.
Shifting lightly he watched as she shrugged off her blaze and shirt leaving her in nothing but her bra and skirt. His gaze drifted to her lower half, her flat stomach, wide hips, and pale thighs that she was now rubbing together as she squirmed on the table top. He knew he should move this to a more private place, preferably his room but he had so much ripped from him in the last week that he didn't think he could spare the time to do so.
He feared if he didnt act now he would lose his chance.
Running his hands down her sides he smiled lightly as she gave a light giggle that tempered into a light gasp as he curled his fingers in her skirt and panties. He raised his gaze to hers as if asking her if she was okay with this, what it would mean.
If they did this he would not give her up, she would be his in every sense of the word. She would be his equal and stand by his side from the top of his empire.
He was a selfish man.
He would not share her or her attention with anyone.
He wasn't stupid, he saw the way Dabi looked at her, the way he loved to poke at her and make her flush. He also saw the small linger touches between the two, the heated looks when they thought no one was looking. He had been loath to allow it, let alone bear witness to it but his master had laid down the law. He needed to focus on his goals, not pine after a woman. The faster he built his empire the faster he could secure his woman.
Hence his bulking up and taking a more active role in their plans and plotting. He had been so caught up trying to rush things along that he had fucked up, it had cost him dearly. His master, their hideout, two of their members...
Yet as she gazed up at him warmth in her gaze he had never felt more grounded. This was where he belonged, with her, and he would do whatever it took to keep it this way.
The sheer intensity of his gaze made goosebumps flare to life along her skin, her breath caught in her throat as he rubbed his thumbs over the dips in her hips, asking a question he was too timid to voice and honestly if he did she didn't know how to answer. So instead of giving him the chance to ask said question she lifted her hips to help him remove her skirt and panties in one smooth motion.
She shivered as her heated flesh made contact with the cold tabletop, her nipples hardened inside her bra and it made the friction a bit uncomfortable. Moving her hands to the front of her bra she undid the clasp letting her breasts spill free.
Laying bare in front of him she felt her cheeks flush.
She'd done this so many times before in the past, it was part of the job, yet the way he was looking at her, like she was the very air he needed to live...it made her heart race and a warm feeling settle in her chest. Alongside it was the feeling of guilt.
He not only wanted her.
He loved her.
Yet the version of her that he had fallen for was nothing but a lie.
A carefully crafted mask made to be everything he wanted and needed.
It made her feel guilt and shame.
She quickly shut her eyes, trying to hold back the sheen of tears. This was not her, she was a pro and yet here he was making her feel and think things that were shaking her to her core.
"Kagome?" His voice was light, a hint of worry in it. She quickly blinked her tears away and opened them to give him a small smile. She wouldn't ruin this for him, this was very real to him and right now she would let it be just as real to herself.
"I'm fine, just a bit nervous." The words were true but the reason behind her worries was not what he assumed it was. She would let him believe that lie, it was the least she could do. Raising her arms she motioned for him to come closer. He gave a grin in return, stripping off his pants and boxes in one quick movement. He approached the table, climbing atop it as he settled between her thighs, his arms braced on either side of her head. His chest pressed into hers, her soft skin felt like silk, the light scent of her floral perfume wafted around them.
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders she tilted her head as if asking for a kiss. He smiled before dipping his head down, his lips pressing to hers in a soft loving touch that was timid at first yet grew with confidence with each passing second.
Sighing into the kiss she focused on the feel of his lips on hers his skin on her skin. She would deal with her internal crisis another time.
Curling her tongue around his she embraced the taste of him tainted by the remnants of the alcohol he had been drinking earlier. God, she wanted a shot but she would settle for the feeling of him wrapping around her in every sense of the word.
Breaking the kiss he rested his forehead on hers, his eyes gazing intently into hers filling her with a warmth she hadn't felt in years. She latched on to it, focusing on it, on him. She lightly squeezed her thighs around his lithe waist, making his eyebrows shoot into his brow. Letting out a light giggle she pressed a light peck to his lips.
"Tomura..." Her breath was wispy as he kissed her neck, nipping at it lightly before whispering her own name into her ear. It made her shiver, a new wave of heat flooding through her settling in her navel.
Shigaraki Tomura would never get tired of hearing her say his name, let alone in such a sinfully wanton way. He wanted to make her say it again, to make her scream it until her voice was raw. Grabbing his throbbing hard member with one hand he rubbed the tip of it along her weeping core. The heat from her was darn near sizzling, it made his balls tighten in need and anticipation. Holding her gaze he pushed forward, a light hiss escaping him as her warm heat parted around him, welcoming him.
Neither of them looked away as he sank inside inch by inch until he was fully seated in her. The only sound around them was their ragged breathing as they got used to the feeling of being united as one.
Shivering Shigaraki moved his hips in an experimental way, his eyes widening at the sensations that washed over him. "Fuck." The whispered word tumbled from his lips without meaning to, a light flush dusting his cheeks as she gave a light giggle before rocking her own hips against his.
They shared a small tender smile, enjoying the moment of being united as one. Seconds later he began to move, his hips thrusting to and fro, each movement drawing a small gasp or mewl from her.
While she knew it was his first time the man was a quick learner, in no time he was slamming into her, one hand bringing her leg above her head so he could get a better angle.
She could only gasp as he slammed into her, her breasts jiggling with each thrust of his narrow hips. "Uhhnnn..." The groan that fell from her lips was quickly swallowed by his hungry lips. The kiss was heated, passionate, and it made her toes curl as she shifted her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. Breaking the kiss he kissed his way along her cheekbones to the nape of her neck where he began to nip and suck the already red flesh.
They both knew there would be dark purple marks on her normally porcelain skin.
A mark of ownership.
A declaration of war.
Dabi would not take this lightly, in fact they would more then likely come to blows but it needed to happen. Shigiraki needed to not only claim his seat on the throne but had to show everyone why he deserved it. Many thought he was but a spoiled child, being handed everything by All For One, he had to make everyone realize that he was worthy of the empire handed to him.
"Oh!" She was pulled from her thoughts by him sucking her earlobe into his mouth, giving it a harsh nip before swirling his tongue around it in a soothing motion. She knew what he meant without him even having to voice it.
'Pay attention to me and what I'm doing to you.'
A smirk curled on her lips as she clenched her inner muscles around his length, pulling him deeper. He shuddered over her, releasing her earlobe with a wet pop in order to nuzzle the side of her neck, a deep breathy chuckle escaping him as he pulled back, gripping her other leg in order to toss it over his shoulders. His gaze zeroed in on her breasts, watching as they giggled with each movement of his hips.
Kagome could only whimper, both her legs were now in the air, resting on his shoulders as he continued to plow into her. She raised her arms above her head to grip the edge of the table, holding tight to it as he rammed into her. Turning her head to the left she buried her face in her arm, gasping as he pressed closer to her, her navel twitched as he folded her damn near in half.
"Oh fuck!" She let out a low whine as she tumbled over the edge, her walls clamping down around him, wanting him to still so she could relish in the waves of pleasure washing over her. Yet he kept moving, his hips snapping into her backside and thighs drawing out her orgasm as he tried to reach his own. A few more thrusts and he came, his body stilling as his seed shot into Kagome's still twitching warmth.
"Ugnh." The grunt that fell from his lips was full of satisfaction, his body slumping a bit as he let her legs fall from his shoulders, arms once again braced on either side of her. He nuzzled her exposed neck, making her turn to face him. He placed a few lazy yet loving pecks to her lips, smiling as she moved her arms to wrap around his neck, anchoring him on top of her.
"That was...wow." Her voice was a bit hoarse from her moans and cries of pleasure, it made pride flare to life in his chest as he settled more comfortably on top of her, his member still inside her. He didn't want to leave her warmth, to break the connection they held.
"Ready for round two?" Kagome could only laugh and gasped as it tapered out into a moan as he once again began to grow hard inside of her. How was he ready to go again?!
She yelped as he pulled back and quickly maneuvered her onto her stomach, her hands quickly found purchase on the edge of the table as he raised her hips so that he was kneeling on the table behind her, his hands settling on her hips. Four fingers dug into the flesh there, gripping tightly as he once again began to move his hips.
Kagome could only hold on, her knuckles turning white with the tight grip she had on the table moaning as he rammed into her like an animal in heat. Whatever loving atmosphere they had was now heating up into pure lust and need.
It might have been his first time but it was clear to her that it would not be their last time.
Just what kind of monster had she created?