There'll be times
When my crimes
Will seem almost unforgivable
I give in to sin
Because you have to make this life livable

Depeche Mode - Strangelove

Nemuri awoke in a sweat, her body slick her sheets completely drenched, a hand to her neck and the other between her thighs. An ache and hunger for one person she had never experienced before, a longing in her chest she didn't understand; tossing the silk sheet aside she strode naked to the shower. Hoping the cool water would cleanse this desire from her. Ease the torment, she emerged, looking at the clock. It read 3 a.m. She knew that sleep would not be forthcoming. Instead, she found her way to her desk, opening the applications for the upcoming entrance exam. She hoped to lose herself in work, but it did not completely distract her but it was just enough to pass the evening.

Himiko awoke and stretched, reaching out to the sky, hoping to grab it between her fingers and hold on tight, but it was not today. She felt great and rejuvenated; it all felt better after her session with Izuku yesterday. Giving herself to him like that just soothed something inside of her.

-That Day-

She came to take him again, along with Vlad, and he consented to the chains after she said please. He felt her fingers linger across his wrists and the inside of his leg. The walk was silent; the chains were taken away upon entering the examination room, and there were no straps on the table.

Recovery Girl walked and leaned over him, "How are you feeling today?"

"Much better," he replied, "No straps today?"

"No straps again, ever," she said. "Unless you give me a reason, if we want you to trust us, then we need to trust you. I trust you. Would you mind explaining this hunger? The need to drink from someone directly."

"I can try," he said, trying to gather his thoughts. "Cold blood is disgusting, even though it's preserved and still viable it lacks something. And it leaves me hungry, it takes the edge off for a bit, but soon it is more than I can bear, hence what happened yesterday."

"You feed from Midnight and Himiko. Did that satiate your hunger?" the doctor asked.

"It did, feeding from Midnight soothe the beast, and Himiko soothed it further." He looked at Recovery Girl in her mirrored goggles. "I will have to keep feeding that way to stay in control. I was warned that if you let the beast run, it becomes easier for it to do so. There are those of our kind that have become nothing but beasts. I am sure Aizawa can tell you about them. I was told stories of the wild red-eyed beasts roaming the countryside attacking everything and anything."

"Do you have to feed from women only to satiate the beast?" she said, stepping back.

"No gender doesn't matter," he said with a smile, "but most men don't take it too kindly to another man sucking on their neck; it won't matter once I start, but the initial is hard for some to get by unless, of course, they are it is what they are looking for."

"Why won't it matter once you start?" she asked, continuing the exam.

"It has a paralytic effect; it feels pleasurable, at least for my kind. Others have different effects; I was told about a clan in Italy that their bite causes abject terror." He said, adjusting as she prodded for her exam.

"Is that something you were taught?" she inquired.

"Yes, they taught me about many things beyond blood magic. It was like a school, weirdly. In the mornings, it was combat and gift training, then general education, followed by studying blood magic. That was the way for most of my days until they started taking me out on errands and eventually sending me on my own once they felt I was obedient enough." He smiled, "You are very good at this."

"Being a doctor, I hope so, or else I need to question life decisions," she said, returning his smile.

"No interrogation," he said.

"I don't.."

"It's OK," he said. "You are doing it so you can ensure the safety of anyone I feed on, and I hope to see if you can help me manage it differently. You weren't lying about the straps, but you are nervous, not as much as Aizawa or Cementos, waiting in the hall."

"How long did you know they were there?" she said.

"They were there as you came in; I imagine they were trying to talk you out of not putting me in some restraints. I like you, though." He said.

"Well, I am glad you trust me enough."

"As you said, it all starts somewhere."

-Lunch-

It was not served in the metal room, though the table was bolted to the ground, but that was common as it was an outside picnic table. There were guards, of course, but they were a respectable distance away; Midnight stood at the edges, observing Himiko and Izuku sitting and sharing sandwiches as Himi talked about some show she had watched.

Izuku smiled as she gushed about the main characters and how interesting the plot was. It made him smile when she told him she wanted to watch it with him next time. "I want to snuggle up on the couch and watch the next episode with you," she said almost bashfully. "Can we?"

"I would like that," he said, reaching for her hand. "We just need to clear it, guess."

"I wish you weren't in chains still," she said, eyes narrowing.

"Baby steps, I guess. They did the exam without straps; today, we eat outside." He paused, looking her over. "You look beautiful today."

Himiko smiled. She had chosen a black fitted t-shirt with her abs exposed, a red and black plaid skirt with knee-high stockings and suspenders, a red leather chocker with a gold lock hanging, and even a light bit of make-up.

"I hoped you would like," she said, blushing slightly. "I wanted to look pretty for you today, after last night… I haven't felt this good in forever. How long do you think they will keep this up?"

"At least until the entrance exam, I imagine, that is about eight months away." He said. "But as long as we "behave" they should keep loosening things up."

A devilish smirk danced across Himiko's face, "As long as I don't have to behave too much, I enjoyed EVERYTHING you did to me last night, and I want more."

"As a true gentleman, I am only happy to oblige." He said, returning her smirk; it made them both shudder in anticipation.

-The Cottage-

Nemuri escorted him inside, "I want to stop using shackles when we take you out," she felt herself wanting to be taken by him again; the familiar want of desire was seeping through her body. She knew how he looked at her; it was as if she was standing there nude. Many people had looked at her that way, but not many knew the truth. He did. "I want to extend you the same level of trust. Do you think…um…we can do that?"

"Do what?" he said smiling; he could smell her body chemistry changing; her arousal was wafting over him like ancient cartoons where the pie would attempt to pull someone over to eat it.

"The chains," she managed, her breathing rate increasing.

"You don't want to tie me up?" he said, stepping forward.

"No, in the interest of moving forward," she said quietly, her body attempting to betray her. No man has ever done this to me; why does he make me feel like this? I want him. Oh lord, do I want him? I want him to take me here against the wall.

"So does that mean you want me to tie you up?" she froze, Yes! "Do you want me to tie you to the bed and take everything I want?" Yes! "Make you mine in every way?" Yes! With every question, he took a step closer. "Should I take you up against the door right here? Right Now?" YES! "You know I can hear your thoughts?" she faltered.

But he did not; taking the final steps, he grabbed and kissed her violently. She felt the last of her willpower collapse. He caught her hand and pinned it above her head as he pushed her back against the door, undid the release between her legs, freeing her dripping sex. She moaned and writhed as the sound of his pants hitting the floor was nearly enough to put her over the edge. She felt her panties pushed to the side as he penetrated her; she bit her lip, drawing blood to keep from crying. She knew if she was too loud that Vlad would open the door, and they would come tumbling out with Izuku's cock buried inside of her.

She also knew it would stop Izuku and wouldn't want him to. She would like him to fuck her harder, to show all watching who she belonged to. When he kissed her again sensually, he sucked on her bleeding lip; his pace began to quicken. She bit down on his shoulder to keep from crying; the pain excited him as he fucked her harder. The whimpered moans and cries of the pleaser were a symphony to his ears; he felt her body trembling as she came, and her juices flooded out, soaking the floor beneath them. When he finally arrived, she just whimpered in pleasure.

I shouldn't be doing this, but I want more!

"Then come back later tonight, And I will give you all you want!" he whispered in her ear as he slid out of her. He was still hard; She whined a little, knowing he could give her more but that she had to stop…for now. "I hope to see you later then."

She straightened herself up, not trusting her voice to respond. She left, still trying to fight the urge to run back inside; Vlad came to her. "You ok, Midnight?"

"Yes," she said with a small smile. "Just been a lot over the last couple of days."

"It has been," he said. "I am here to talk about it if you need to."

"Thanks, Vlad," she replied. "I will keep that in mind, but I will just head home for the day."

She did that, but as soon as the door was closed at a furious pace, she stripped her clothes off and raced towards her bedroom. Opening her "special Drawer," she pulled out all the toys she could; finding a dildo that best matched Izuku, she plunged inside of herself. She continued this way for several hours until she finally fell asleep. She knew she would have been back at his door that night if she didn't. She wanted to submit. It scared her.

-Games-

Midnight avoided being alone with him; she had someone with her, which made it all the more intense when he lightly touched her. A secret that was between them.

They were true to their word when they allowed Himi to come over and watch her show with him. He happily indulged her as it allowed them to wear masks of normalcy. A bowl of popcorn in between them, but instead of soda pop, nice cups of blood. Of course, they would indulge in the delights of flesh and blood when the show ended.

They would give and take blood back and forth as they fucked. Heated and passionately, her sweet surrender was intoxicating. She knew she could only feel this way with him. The thought of giving herself to another person like this made her sick. She knew she would enjoy the act with another but couldn't surrender to them like this. Allow another to use her in every way, to bury his seed wherever he wanted. The nights he would take her to be and make love to her quickly became her favorite little treat; they would tenderly, softly, and with care in the darkness. Giving and receiving that would almost make the cage go away. Almost.

Then, there was the first time Midnight came to retrieve her, and Izuku was taking her on the couch. Himiko saw the teacher close the door but didn't step outside; she stood against the door, watching Himiko be brought to orgasm. It intensified the sensation.

It happened again and again. The professor would come a little earlier each time, knowing what she was walking into. Sometimes, she would find the young lovers on the couch or the floor; when they were in the bedroom, Midnight would sit on the sofa and finger herself to orgasm, listening to the moans and screams of pleasure.

Soon it wasn't in secret; she would sit and pleasure herself while watching them fuck. Himiko loved seeing Midnight losing control like that, revealing this torrid side of herself just for them.

This game had gone on for months; after one such night, when she returned Himiko to her room, Himiko leaned in and whispered, "I would love to taste you." Midnight was stunned, but she also knew what she wanted; she didn't return to her room that night. She went to the cottage. She entered and saw him standing in the kitchen. She stripped naked and crawled to him.

"Use me," she begged. "I want you to do whatever you want to me. Please let me be yours?"

He smiled down at her, and as he pulled himself free, she immediately took him in her mouth. After she satisfied him, he dragged her to the bedroom; when she saw restraints, she felt on the verge of orgasm. When he strapped her to the bed, she came when he tugged on her nipples. That night, he took her, in every way, buried himself in her; all the while, she begged for more.

"No more chains." He said.

"But…" she began to protest, only to moan in pleasure as she felt him slide deep into her; he pulled her hair, baring her throat to him. She felt his fangs gaze across her neck.

"NO more chains," he repeated. "I will never touch you again if you put me in chains."

"No more chains, I promise. Please, fuck me, feed from me." She moaned. When he bit, she orgasmed the pleasure of the kiss, his cock burying itself inside her, and the submission was too much for her. She didn't even know when she passed out but knew she had never been happier.

Vlad fought against it, but Midnight pressed the issue that he was to be taken without chains; his daily medical exams had stopped, and he was now in a classroom with Himiko. It was only the two of them that it was decided to allow him to continue his education. Unfortunately, a lot of the time, Aizawa was in the room staring at them with disgust.

-Return of the Rabbit Hero-

Izuku walked into training ground Theta and knew something was different. He could smell it, feel it in his bones; somebody really hated him, and they were near. He looked around, soon finding their aura. He saw what he expected: anger, hatred, and a desire for vengeance, but there was a hint of arousal. He wondered if they just got off on fighting.

As he scanned the area, his aura sight fell on the control room; the familiar auras of Endeavor and Aizawa were up there. Surprisingly, they were alone. He quickly put 2 and 2 together to realize this wasn't a normal training affair.

"So, how much did it cost you to get a private session with me?" he called out. "I know where you are. Don't make me wait."

"Didn't cost me a goddamn thing, you son of a bitch," a familiar voice called out. "I told them I was still in a bad mood from the docks and wanted to beat the shit out of you. They were happy to oblige."

"Well, Hello, Miriko," he called out. "I don't think you understand, and neither do they. I fought you the first time, low on blood and trying to escape. I am all topped off and don't have to be anywhere till dinner. Will you come to me, or do you want me to chase you down?"

"LUNAR FALL," she yelled as she came crashing down. Upon entering the room, Izuku had already augmented his strength; activating his Fortitude and Celerity, he blocked the hit with an X guard. Quickly, she grabbed her leg and threw her over his shoulder, crashing into the concrete. He heard her growl as he performed Luna Ring, which he managed to sidestep due to his supernatural speed; airborne from her cartwheel kick, he spun and kicked her in the back, sending her crashing into one of the makeshift storefronts.

With a roar, she burst out, spearing him in the gut; as they tumbled into the street, she took a mounted position with advantage of her powerful legs; a quick elbow to the temple blurred his vision. The next one, he could slip to the side and pull her down close; her neck was near. Quickly, she sank his fangs in; he felt her tense and started succumbing to the kiss's effects. Knowing that she fought it off once before, he quickly bucked his hips, releasing his bite, and tossed her off him.

She rolled to a crouch position as he did the same, their eyes locked. He could see the anger in her gaze, but there was something else, something she was desperately trying to repress. A reading of her aura showed him what it was: arousal. She leaped forward with a thrust kick; deftly, he spun to the side, one arm slipped between her legs as she leaped up and slammed her back onto the pavement. Mariko wasn't done; she absorbed the impact the best she could before quickly shifting her hips and trapping him in an arm bar.

Expertly, she popped her hips and heard the snap; the grunt of pain from her opponent was music to her ears. When they locked eyes, she saw not defeat in his eyes but excitement. When she felt his arm fixed in her grasp, it shocked her for a second, and that was all he needed. He lifted her off the ground and slammed her down with all the force he could muster; it spiderwebbed the concrete beneath them. It was enough to break her grasp quickly; assuming a mount position, he brought his mouth down over her trachea; she felt the light prick of his fangs. He hadn't bitten down; he just stopped.

Her heart pounded; she tried to move her arms, but he held them fast. Her legs felt bound by an invisible force, and his legs held her in place. She was prone; he could bite in and tear out her throat. She was helpless, and she was aroused. No one had been able to put her into this position before; she felt a heat between her legs that rarely ever manifested except during those times that shall not be discussed.

"ENOUGH!" the voice of Endeavor roared near them; they could feel the heat. Izuku slowly pulled his mouth away.

"Do you yield?" he said.

"Yes," she growled, "now get the fuck off me."

Izuku quickly stood up and turned to face Endeavor. He saw Aizawa come tearing around the corner with a crossbow in hand. He put his hands up and released his Blood Magic from her legs. "Is training over, or do I have to fight someone else now."

Miriko was bruised and scrapped; as she looked at Izuku she saw him unblemished. Aside from the damage to this clothing, he seemed perfectly fine. He looked directly at her and smiled. She could feel his gaze run over her body; she felt part of her shiver. Before her was a predator, her instincts were screaming at her to run and fight deep inside to mate. He had a look of hunger deep in his eyes; it made the animal side of her react. She had wanted to come here almost desperately; she thought it was to fight and get revenge on the person who had escaped her and injured her. Her neck still had the visible scar from where she had torn free during their fight at the docks.

Now she wasn't so sure, "I am coming back for another match." She growled out before walking away. Izuku did notice how that was a beautiful sight.

"I should ash you right now?" Endeavor said.

"That hasn't gone so well for you before," Izuku said walking past the flame hero. "Do you think the two of you could control what happens when you fail?"

"This isn't over, boy," Endeavor growled.

"You know where to find me," he waived as he walked away.

Endeavor waited for a minute before he turned to Aizawa, "If fire won't work maybe we can use Shoto's stubbornness to our advantage?"

"We need to figure out something," Aizawa replied. "They are getting too comfortable letting the monster off his leash."

But when you think I've had enough
From your sea of love
I'll take more than another river full
Yes, and I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile.

Depeche Mode - Strangelove