Summary: You needed a place to stay. Perhaps this demonstration of obedience could convince him... Overhaul x Submissive!Reader.
"Please," you beg.
In despair, you watched him roll his golden eyes.
"I'll do anything," you tried to persuade him
At the very least, he stood there as if hooked there by your request, but you well knew that he could change at any moment. In this world, Overhaul approached you when he was interested not the other way around.
But, he was the only one could help you. The League of Villains wouldn't even listen to you, and your wish for revenge wasn't a fit request for a hero. Getting ahold of a hero would be a monumental task in itself.
No, not even All Might helped villains or even their children. You couldn't play the victim card this time or ever. You supposed that it was just karma making its rounds. It was like that old adage: those that lived by the sword died by the sword. Now, you had to take whatever you could get.
"Show it," he hissed. "Show me how much you can be of use." It sounded like he was baring his teeth behind the long hooked mask. It was disturbing to think about when he was already frightening and intimidating.
Yes, the leader of Shie Hassaikai was scary, but what was even scarier was the situation you were in. How easily he could abandon you in the darkness of isolation. Then, you would be all alone. In the end, you would be sure to die as you well knew that your parents had enemies, and it was unlikely that you could kill all of them while solo.
Once everyone found out that you were alone, it would be field day for you. You needed allies desperately. Anyone. In this situation, beggars couldn't be choosers.
He roamed around you in a slow circle like a predator watching for the slightest vulnerability.
You had no idea what to do besides more begging came to mind. You had to show something your sincerity. Money wouldn't help, and he already knew your Quirk. You scrabbled on the concrete for some grip on your emotions and to reality when you noticed his feet.
You couldn't help but notice that his sneakers nearly glowed white in the dank darkness. You honestly expected black or dark brown dress shoes to match his impeccable wardrobe. Obviously, he was a rather unique person.
And, honestly, so were you. A course of action had just emerged in your mind.
You were on your knees in the next second. Quickly, you crawled towards his feet and planted one kiss and then another on the right shoe.
Above you, he was beginning to breathe heavy.
You were still locked in your filthy kiss. You could only wonder what he was thinking as your mouth sought deeper towards the sole with your teeth while sucking at the toe with your lips. You would be sure not be ignored. With no shame left, you then lavished your attention on the other one and resumed with your nibbling and kissing.
All you could do now was to show your submission and how deep it went. Even if he kicked at your body as sport, you still needed his help. Maybe this demonstration of obedience could convince him.
This was quite a bottom moment in your life: kissing the feet of the boss of the Shie Hassaikai. You felt as as pathetic as a dog. You honestly wouldn't be surprised if you started barking.
Even when you finished, you remained down below for a while. You were truly at his mercy in so many ways. Maybe you were embarrassed.
While still at his feet, as low as a cockroach, you bowed your head under his superior piercing stare. You said nothing as you knew that he was silently making his decision. Words were unnecessary. It was just a yes or a no...
"That was a bit...disgusting actually." He inspected his feet. "I'll have to throw these shoes away now that you've contaminated them," he said accusingly.
Great. You probably had already angered him.
You knew that he was already sensitive about germs so it was probably a poor choice of action, but at least you had had his attention.
You were shocked at yourself, but the need for support outweighed even your decency. Even the most elaborate dress could get dirty, and your clothes were no exception. The curse of being raised with too much money never really prepared one for these changes.
You broke in out in a cold sweat when he began to speak again.
"My answer is...yes. You will join the Shie Hassaikai with me, and if there is ever any betrayal, you will pay dearly my dear." His voice was so low and dangerous, you were surprised that it didn't cut your ear.
Your heart leapt in your chest. Those what the words you had so desperately wanted to hear. At least you would get to live for a while longer.
"Let's go home," he at last said. "Come with me." It was an order.
"Yes, sir." You jumped to your feet.
With absolutely nowhere else to go, you followed him down the alley before he could change his mind.
You couldn't help but noticed that your mouth still tasted of rubber and wondered if it foretold of your days spent with him.
As you silently followed his back, you wondered how you would to look him in the face again.
