I'm so glad you came; I'm so glad you remembered.
To see how we're ending our last dance together.
Reluctantly, cautiously, but prettier than ever
I really believe that this time, it's forever.
The Cure – Last Dance
Izuku
Izuku looked down at Miriko, who was between his legs and worshipping his cock. She had come over, and they had started with just dinner and sitting on the couch before her hand started playing with him through his pants. He just let her take the lead, not pushing her; he was pleasantly surprised when she freed him from his pants and lowered herself between his legs. Once she had brought him to climax, she sucked him hard again before she stood up. She was almost bashful as she slowly stripped out her clothes in a strip tease.
He could see that it was something that she had never done, but he could see the determination in her eyes as she seduced him. She was so strong and fierce. Seeing her in such a different state was revealing of the girl under the hero mask. She was happy when she saw how he looked at her, how his eyes wandered over her body, the appreciation that radiated from his eyes. It excited her; it enticed her when she finally lowered herself onto his cock. It was pure ecstasy. She moved to her rhythm, finding pleasure multiple times before she felt his seed flood her. Once that happened, her mood shifted. Soon, she was desperate for him; she started to beg for him to dominate her. When he gave into her desires, she lost herself for the night in her pleasure.
Himiko & Izuku
Himiko stood outside the cottage, fidgeting; her nerves threatened to overwhelm her. She wore a red lace shirt with a black camisole underneath, a short black skirt, knee-high stockings, and black heels. No messy buns; instead, her head was styled in an elaborate braid down her back. Her ruby-red lips curled into a smile when she saw the look on Izuku's face as he walked out of the cottage.
She loved that he was dressed in simple black-on-black, and his pale skin shone in darker colors. His whispered appreciation of her beauty and compliments warmed her heart, seeping into her soul. She couldn't suppress the giggle when he extended his arm as she slipped her arm into his as their date began.
When they arrived at the amusement park, she looked at him and smiled; she had mentioned wanting to come to this particular park as they were having a unique overnight horror-themed event. They wandered the park throughout the night, enjoying the jump scares and taking pictures with her favorite horror monsters. She loved how her little fantasies were filled, and he won her a stuffed animal, a romantic meal, and the ending Ferris wheel ride at sunrise. They were stopped at the top when he engraved his name on her heart.
"I love you, Himiko," he said as she rested her head on his shoulder. She turned and looked at him. "It isn't conventional; I couldn't even tell you if it was healthy or right the way we came together. But with everything, I know that you accept me and will be with me by my side no matter what happens."
"I will always be by your side Izuku; I will be your queen, your assassin, your lover, your whore," Himiko responded. "I love you; I am yours in any way. I cannot think of life without being by your side. I don't know the future, but I know that my future is with you."
Once they returned home, she was lost as they had made love to each other. She begged him to drink deep, to take all of her into him; she felt herself dance on the edge of death as what could only be described as an orgasm rushed through her. In the darkness of the haze of pleasure, she felt it explode like a firework. All her senses exploded as the release came; it was almost a violent feeling, so she loved it. She arched her back, her hands clawed violently at the bed, her toes curled so tight she thought they would break. She couldn't even breathe as the pleasure rocked her to her very core. All she could do was try and survive the pleasure; tears leaked from her eyes as that was the only reaction she could manage.
Once the explosion finally subsided, she opened her mouth. No words came, but the hot, sacred nectar touched her lips. Her wet eyes snapped open as his blood dripped from his wrist over her mouth. Strength returned as she grabbed his wrist and lapped at the wound; greedily, lustfully, desperately, she drank. It burned her throat, and she felt the explosion rapidly build again. She gripped his arm as it rocked her body again, but she didn't stop drinking. She felt him penetrate her; she just fell into a wave of pleasure and heat as the blood flooded her body.
Then it all went dark; she awoke nearly violently, and her eyes snapped open. She clawed at her throat, and the fire that burned her throat erupted through her body. She felt Izuku grab her; she felt the call, the urge. Her canines had always been longer than others, but she felt them descend more as she bit his neck; the blood had always been sweet, but now it was divine. She climaxed as he tore her away; when his fangs pierced her neck, she climaxed again, and she felt his seed splash against her stomach. The process repeated until they both fell again into darkness.
When she awoke this time, it was peaceful and perfect. She looked at the sleeping Izuku and could feel him inside of her. She could feel him and everything about him and longed to be near and serve him. She felt needed and loved and snuggled up to him with a contented sigh.
Cami
She would stare at the contact in her phone, nibble on her thumb as she would write a text, then erase it. It was a constant occurrence; she tried to figure out what to do. It had been two weeks since she had seen him; she fretted and sighed as she deleted the latest text. School had been different when she walked in the doors the day after meeting him. The atmosphere was nearly suffocating. She would see other parts of the school where she had sat back and made his life a living hell, where she had teased and flirted with him, only to embarrass him. She had done it because she was a bitch. She was young and stupid, but it didn't matter; she just wanted to fit in.
Then he had gone missing, and it gnawed at her when he stopped showing up; the lack of his presence was wrong. She had gone to his home, wondering if he had finally transferred schools. But no one answered her; when she asked the neighbors, they told her the family had moved out and just disappeared. She hoped that maybe he had found someplace to belong and returned to her life.
Cami had an uncanny ability to accept, process, and deal with things. One thing kept her up at night and would bring her guilt: Izuku Midoriya. All she had done, all she had allowed to be done, her inaction, her complicity in the evils perpetrated upon him.
It had started in light teasing, then it descended quickly into full-on bullying. It had happened so fast that she didn't even notice it at first; when Katsuki had gotten into a "fight," he told her it was because Izuku had done something wrong. Then she saw it; she saw what was happening and did nothing. Then she did that terrible prank. It would play through her mind, the look on his face as she said, "Sure, I will date you once you get a quirk."
What kind of bitch was she, she had been nice to him, and she watched as he latched onto that like he was drowning and she was a life preserver. She felt bad at the times they would spend in the library and how earnestly he would help her. Once he was gone, she would go back to Katsuki; she was stupid; she thought that since she cared for him and he had asked her to do it, then it was okay.
She quieted that voice that screamed at her; she screamed and told her what she was doing was wrong. What she was doing was not what a hero would do, and her actions were that of a villain. She thought she could ignore and quiet that voice, but it would scream louder when Cami couldn't stop it when she slept.
Now he was back, reappearing like a ghost, and she didn't know what to do. She knew that she needed to atone; she needed to apologize. He may not accept her words, but she could do it through her actions.
Katsuki
Katsuki walked over to Cami, "Hey, let's go do something," he commanded.
"Nah, I am good," she responded, turning her back to him. He didn't sputter, but he hesitated.
"I said let's go do something!"
"I said nah, I am good," Cami said again.
"Look, you're my girlfriend. You are always bugging me for some alone time and shit," Katsuki nearly growled, especially when the girls at the table with Cami began to snicker.
"We broke up about three weeks ago," Cami said, turning around. "Did you not notice that I wasn't talking to you, texting you, or sitting with your little cronies? No, of course, you didn't." Cami sighed, "I cannot believe I wasted so much time on someone who didn't even notice when we broke up."
Katsuki stood there, almost expecting her to fawn over him. "Whatever," he said with a tongue click and walked away. He may have started storming off when he heard Zuka and Dalia congratulate Cami on telling him to pound sand.
Izuku & Cami
Cami: Izuku, I'm sorry I haven't messaged you. Would you be willing to meet for coffee?
Izuku: That sounds nice; tell me when and where.
Cami: Tomorrow after school, there is a place in the old town called Divine Drip. About 4:30?
Izuku: I will see you there at 4:30.
Divine Drip
Cami arrived early, taking a spot in the back of the small shop that provided her with a view of the front door. An elderly couple and their daughter ran the shop; it wasn't on the main drag and was kept up and running by the local businesses and customers who had frequented the shop in their youth. Cami liked the shop if it felt intimate and personal; the wooden booths and tables had that unique scent. No plastic cups, fake plants, or trendy drinks; their sole concession was the paper cups for those taking their drinks to go. Regulars even had their mugs here that they used whenever they came in.
Though racked with anxiety and fear, she waited, the steady tick of the clock and the wall painfully slow. Then, she saw him 5 minutes before he entered the shop; she almost panicked and used her quirk to fill the room with mist and used the illusion to slip away. No, she needed to do this. It may be for the little Cami inside of her that had screamed itself horse over the years, but if she was going to move on, she had to accept the consequences of her actions.
There was no way he didn't see her; he smiled at her and approached the counter to order a drink. Once he had a drink, he walked to the booth. She rose when he came, and they awkwardly fumbled through greeting each other. Neither was sure to bow, shake hands, or hug; it was settled with a handshake and awkward laugh.
He took his seat across from her. He was curious about this nervousness he saw in Cami. This uncertainty, he assumed, had to do with the thought that she may be worried about meeting him. The fact that she had come alone surprised him. He didn't like what he was reading in her aura: regret, self-loathing, anxiety, fear….
Cami took a deep breath. "I am sorry."
Izuku felt his eyebrow twitch; the beast rattled its cage.
"I did you wrong," Cami continued. "Everything, I…I should have never gone along with stupid shit; I should have known better. Then I stood there laughing with the rest of them. I would stand there and let them bully you and all that stupid shit." Her eyes watered, and Izuku's mind screamed at him.
This isn't what I wanted; I wanted the smug Cami, the one I could break!
"I have no right to ask anything of you," Cami wiped the corner of her eyes. "Everything I did was wrong. When you disappeared, I would lie and tell myself this fantasy that you had moved away to someplace better, that everything was okay. I went by your house, and your neighbors told me you had moved. It allowed me to lie to myself. Even when things were happening, I knew it was wrong, but I just sat around and didn't do anything," Izuku was stunned seeing her ramble.
"Then, when I saw you, the little voice that would scream at me for being a dumb bitch just got louder," Cami's tears were coming faster. "I know that I don't deserve anything, that the way I behaved and shit I let happen…all I can say is I am sorry."
Izuku could see her breaking; he could see her crumbling; her aura was a mess. Lost inside the haze of sex, blood, and violence inside of him was the same little Izuku. The one that screamed about being a hero would sit in the corner, away from the beast that raged and rattled the cage. But it was there the same fire that fought against the control of the Lord of Blood, the fire that rejoiced at freedom, that didn't allow him to kill the woman outside the club but instead made her tip off the heroes. The same fire that saved the poor shop owner who strived to keep the innocent safe. The fire that, despite all the bullshit, cried out to be a hero.
"Why did you do it?" he said.
"Because he asked me too," Cami whispered. "For the dumbest fucking reason that I liked him, I was in love with him, and since he asked me to do it, I did. I would lie to myself and say it was just a prank that it wasn't anything. But then I would look at you when we were in the library, and I knew it was wrong, but I did that anyway."
"I will toots date you once you get a quirk," he said. She winced. "I wanted so badly for someone to accept me, to show that they cared. When we were alone, it felt like this private little world, this little dream world where I was a fucking person." She could hear the hurt and anger in his voice; her hands and legs were trembling. "I thought you liked me; I had never had that feeling; I never believed that someone could like a quirkless piece of shit like me. Every day was a struggle to try and keep living, and in those moments, I thought that this was what I was struggling for. Then…"
Cami couldn't say anything. She couldn't even look him in the eye as she sat across from him. She just hung her head and listened. Nothing she could say would make it alright or take back what she had done. Hearing the pain that she had put him through, that she had sat back and watched be perpetrated on him again and again, she listened.
"Those words have lived in my head rent-free since that day," Izuku continued. "You were the first girl ever to make me dare to dream of a life I had felt was forever beyond my reach. And just as quickly as you did that, you smashed it to pieces."
"All I can do is beg for your forgiveness," Cami said, finally looking up. "I don't have the words; I don't have the means to make it up to you."
"The selfish thing would be to demand that you honor your word and date me," she stared at him, feeling herself ready to agree to try and atone for the pain she caused. "But I don't want your pity relationship or affection. If you want to atone to me, then…." Cami braced for whatever he would demand. "Then be my friend." Cami just stared at him in shock. "The girl I saw in the library, the one I spent all that time with, I don't think that girl was all an act. I think she is a real and she is you, the real you. I want to see if that girl still exists… that girl was pretty amazing."
Cami composed herself, "I don't deserve you letting me off so easy. I deserve to be punished."
"There is very little that I can do to you that you are not doing to yourself," Izuku responded. "I could make terrible demands of you, demand you give me your body. I could prey upon your guilt and probably get you to agree." Cami wanted to tell him no, but her desire to be punished. "But what I want is for us to be friends; I want to see if that girl from the library still exists. If she does, then maybe that girl will go on a date with me."
Cami paused, hearing his words. "Let's be friends then," she said. I want to see if that girl still exists. But don't you already have a girlfriend?"
"A few, actually," Izuku responded. They all know about each other; they hang out and stuff." Cami was shocked. "
"So, like an open relationship kind of thing?" Cami said.
"Essentially," he responded.
"Oh, that is cool," Cami said, remembering the pretty woman from the clothing store. "So, that woman in the clothing store?" Izuku nodded. "Cool…so what does your quirk do?"
"Physical enhancements," Izuku responded. "Once it triggered."
"How did does it work?"
"It is a blood quirk," Izuku responded, Cami's eyes widened. "It triggered when I ingested someone else's blood; it was during a fight. I was losing, obviously, and I bit his arm."
"So you have to drink other people's blood?" Cami asked.
"Well, yeah, but mostly from blood banks and stuff," Isuzu said. "It fuels my physical enhancements, but if need be, I can get it from an opponent in battle. It is a dietary need; if I don't drink it, I get all weird."
"Like a vampire?"
"Yes," he grinned.
"I always thought Vampires were pretty cool," she said, smiling to lighten the mood. "I read these books, the Last Dance series. They are my favorite; I read them every few years."
"Glad to know that it doesn't freak you out?" Izuku smiled.
Cami relaxed at his smile. She knew that she was getting off easy, that she didn't deserve for him to be so nice to her. But she knew he was giving her a chance, a chance to prove that she was worth a second chance, that she was worth getting to know again. An opportunity to prove that she could be the hero the voice inside called for her to be.
I'm so glad you came; I'm so glad you remembered.
To see how we're ending our last dance together
Expectantly, too punctual, but prettier than ever.
The Cure – Last Dance
