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Hunted by the Sacred Order ch3

Mothman Shigaraki has a new blended family, and a new mate named Drury. It’s not easy mixing humans and beasts but they are trying. All while being hunted by the Sacred Order for bringing down a protective wall that separated the tasty humans from the monsters of the forest. Now Shigaraki must either fight his nature or give in, he knows what he wants. A bigger family, but are they ready for it, will the rest of the family agree?

You think robbing a library would be easy but between a sick Drury and navigating a sewer system filled with rats and dung beetle people it's nothing but a hassle it gets worse when they reach the library. Shigaraki is home waiting for Spinner to come through for him, when his instincts kick in again turning him into a mushy protective daddy moth.

A gift for @shiggycansteponme

Warning: Soft sinnamon roll dilf moth Shiggy, swallowing gross stuff, NSFW memories, knotting references, sewer crawl.

Chapter 2

Chapter 3:

“Whoa! Why does the church put my reward so high,” Drury asked from her hiding spot on Muscular’s back.

They had bundled themselves as porters for the Sacred Order. Drury wasn’t up to trying to disguise herself and try to lie her way through. She is tied to his back under a bundle of straw. Dabi flashed the badges from the two they caught, having enough forethought to steal them.

“That is unusual. I’ve killed way more than you. Got to admit they captured your beauty,” Muscular says. Most of his face hidden under a blue hanky, with his good eye, he shuffled through the pile of wanted posters. Most of the group are wanted, calling them a League of villains. Sacred Order propaganda was so out there.

“Not so loud, meathead,” Dabi huffed.

“We’re in a shady alleyway; we’re fine. What a drama queen,” Muscular snorted. Drury whined for some more root, and Muscular tried to get her to use her mouth to take it from him, but she snatched it before he could be creepier.

“Drury, will these badges get us to the inner walls where the forbidden library is at?” Dabi asked. Originally, he just wanted to get the possible babies out of the way for war. But he can’t help thinking this might be for the best since she is so sick.

“No, that’s why I said we should wait until dark. It’s not just that you stand out too much. It’s because we need to hit the sewers. The port to it is in the middle of the road,” Drury groans, chewing harder. She points to the crowd. His eyes follow her finger, and sure enough, there is a port. He groans to himself.

“We can get into the inner rings by the sewer?” he asked, worried now.

“Yeah, most wouldn’t consider it. You have the rat and dung beetle people down there. It’s dangerous, by the way, Dabi, no fire down there. There are pockets of built-up gas. Do we have any gold? What am I saying? Of course, we do; Hannah wouldn’t have sent us on this mission without it?”

“Why?” Dabi asked cautiously.

“Because I’m hungry. Also, the rat people are easier to deal with, you throw fresh food opposite you, and they will chase it. Buy a bunch of rolls,” Drury said, getting drowsy and snuggling against Musc’s back. The monster looked like he was in heaven, and Dabi hesitated. The man didn’t listen very well and shouldn’t be left alone with Drury.

“Hey, Drury, do you think someone could travel through the sewers all the way from the outer rings?” Snapping his fingers to wake her.

“Yeah, but who would swim through that much shit?” She mumbles, falling asleep. Dabi knows. Shigaraki would. Dabi was quick. It wasn’t hard to convince Musc to steal the rolls while Dabi burned people from the manhole.

They dropped down, and Dabi lit the way. Musc set some rolls aside for Drury, Dabi scoffed at the gesture.

“She’s not going to want sewer rolls, musclehead,” He told him, rigging a spell to help find their way.

“You won’t because you’re not made of sterner stuff, not like my Drury,” he boasts.

“Careful, if anyone from the den heard that, fuck, if Drury heard that,” he was lecturing when Muscular interrupted.

“She is completely passed out. This is unnatural. She will be better off with me,” he says seriously. Dabi doesn’t care who she ends up with as long as they can get her fighting again. They had to do this quick. He cast the spell and observed the direction his blue flickered too.

The rolls did work like a charm. Anytime they came across a patrol of rat people, they would throw a roll, and they would chase it. Fighting over it and eating the most injured in the scuffle. It’s as harsh in the underworld as above.

Muscular stops him with concern gracing his face for the first time Dabi has seen. He doesn’t like it. He has always been happy with bloodlust. This thoughtful muscular is making Dabi nervous.

“She’s hot like feverish. I can feel her burning and sweating. Don’t think she has long. Let’s just kill everything in our way and quit wasting time?”

“Quit thinking. You’re not in charge. I already told you to leave it to me. We are going to get there soon. You think you can beat a whole army of ticked-off rat and dung creatures, but your Drury and I know the reality, so wait.” No sooner did he say this than turn the corner and walk right into a Dung insect patrol, “Fuck!” he hissed.

Letting loose with a small burst of flame, he was surprised when he nearly killed all of them. An explosion threw them back and smashed the three of them smashed against the wall. When he woke up, he paused, thinking. Having a hard time understanding through the fog and loud ringing shooting pain through his skull. The insects were surrounding her. Touching her and chittering amongst the limbs of their comrades.

“Drury! Wake up, dammit!” he yelled, only to get hit by one of the insect people. He hears a roar to his right and glimpses Muscular fighting and being overrun. With sheer numbers, they have already lost. Worse is when he realizes he must have hit a pocket of gas. Using his magic was a risk down here.

They hovered over Drury, talking amongst themselves, not beating him if he holds still. He listened to them and realized he understood a few words that drifted through the trilling noises. Breeding, progress, pregnant, females, structure, kill, hurt, care; overall, it didn’t sound good for them. He tried to move and was pressed down on by more of them. It took a while and a lot of death, but they brought down Muscular.

They are careful with Drury’s limp form. One brought some black foul-looking stuff, shoving it in her mouth as the hideous beetle and cricket-looking creatures argued over her.

“Hey!” Dabi shouts in Mothman, “Don’t touch her, or her mate will rip you apart!” He said in Mothman.

They freeze, turning to him before they bombard him with noises he can’t understand. Crowding in with their soulless eyes and wavering mandibles that make him sick to look at. One of them pulls at Drury's strands of hair with their little claws like segmented hands. It took him a moment to understand it was trying to pet her as they brought some cocoon thing to her. They squeezed it into her mouth, feeding her green goop, which she sucked down like it was mothers milk, moaning in relief.

He couldn’t take this; it was churning his stomach. It was so disgusting.

“Get off!” He roars as he looses another burst of blue flames, “Hey, grab her!”

They are scattering from him and Muscular, who is eager to keep fighting while they try to get a barely conscious Drury away, As he sends a ball of fire above them. They clearly fear it but are unwilling to let Drury go. Muscular is tearing her away from them, flinging her groaning body over his shoulder.

“Let’s go!” he shouts. Muscular wanted to keep fighting when a giant roach creature screeched at them. With an army of similar creatures swarming behind, he sends a wave of fire, and the roaches shake it off.

“Fuck this,” Dabi growls. Muscular grabs him and runs with both bouncing over his shoulder.

“Which direction?” the man huffs. Dabi is about to tell him he can’t use his flames in an unknown area.

“Go left at the next tunnel. Then right at the first ladder, take the next ladder you see after that,” Drury says, perking up. Green goop at the corner of her mouth, making Dabi shudder in revulsion. The insects are hot on their tail when Muscular bursts above ground. They didn’t pursue as Musc dodged into an alleyway.

“Alright, Dru. Where do we go next?” Dabi asked. She shrugged, wiping her mouth thankfully. It was souring his stomach. He didn’t know how much longer he could look at that. He gave her an incredulous look, and she giggled at him.

“I don’t know. I read the markers the workers put down their labels on the walls for the streets above. I’ve never been in the inner walls before. But the library should be close by. The Librarian in the outer rings talked about it often. He would tell me how women are never allowed in the library, and he wished the same rules applied there. Let me take a look at the street names, see where we are at,” Drury says, indicating for Muscular put her down.

Muscular did after Dabi shot him a dirty look. She bends and stretches her legs. It is amazing how good she feels. Maybe all she needed was some rest on solid ground? Whatever it was, she felt like she could kick these two in the balls for making her come here. Before looking at the deserted street, the building themselves were amazing. She had never seen ones so tall and pretty. When she looked down the street, there were so many homes, and they all looked the same in a way that confused her. She can feel her cheeks heating as she walks back.

“Well?” Dabi asks.

“I don’t know. Got overwhelmed and didn’t see any of the signs they put on the streets. I really want to go home,” she pouts. Dabi sighs, grabs her by the hand, and looks for her. In no time, they are outside of the library. Drury sulks the entire time until they do reach the library. Where she promptly kicks Dabi in the balls. He doubles over, staring at her as if he wants to set her on fire.

“That was for lying to me. You can read just fine.” She snarls at him.

Musc is laughing so hard his muscles are bulging. She will never say this aloud, but she is angry Hannah would give her a job that involved this creep. She is so grateful she is feeling so much better. Musc offers Dabi some root for his aching balls. He shoves it in his mouth.

Dabi makes quick work of the door despite Drury’s nagging about fire in a place that is a pile of kindling. She sneaks in, but Dabi doesn’t bother being quiet.

“It’s a library. It’s not like they have security,” he says, rolling a cigarette. Drury smacks it out of his hand and points to the books. Drury raises a finger to her lips, and they wander aimlessly through rows and floors of books.

“They do have guards. Just not mortal ones. It’s the forbidden library which is under the actual library. Fuck. Bet there is a bunch of magic things. We should have Shiggy here. This is a shit mission. How the hell are you even going to get out of here? The sewers are all riled up, and there are wanted posters of us everywhere. And look at this. We have been wandering what feels like hours. We are only on the second floor. There are five floors. We need to go down. We need a librarian,” she tells them. A jaunty tune floats over them, and Dabi looks over the rail and grins.

“Well, look at that. It’s a librarian with a couple of guards. Must be our lucky night,” Dabi says.

“What the?” Drury wonders as they all look down.

“Well, it must have been a false alarm. We get them often. The rat people try to break in to make nests with the paper,” the Librarian in the red scholar robes tells the Sacred Order guards.

“I’ll take care of them,” Muscular offers. Drury scoffs.

“You’ll kill them all. Total lack of self-control,” Drury gripes. Jumping and planting a foot on the railing, helping her leap up and over. Pulling out butcher knives as she falls. Dabi admired the pure art of Drury’s killing. The knives plant right in the skulls of the guards while her knees hit the Librarians between his shoulders, knocking the man face down with a grunt. The wind was knocked from him as she parted her legs to stand over him in her final landing.

The man twists to look at his assailant. His mouth gaped in a silent scream of terror. Drury pulled out her knives from the skulls with a horrid squelching sound. The men’s heads splatted in a growing pool of blood. The man tries to crab-walk away from the monster when he bumps into Muscular. A pyromancer dropped down behind the butcher of the outer rings.

“These guys have some nice boots. I think those will fit you, and these could fit me.” The evil she-devil said to the burnt man. A heavy hand clapped over his mouth and lifted him. Forcing him to watch as the two try on new shoes of the poor dead men. The one-eyed man holding him looked down and grinned.

“You get to live if you help us,” he said gruffly. He recognized the butcher of the outer ring immediately. But, the other two were dressed in blue as members of the Sacred Order, and it confused him.

“These are nice,” the pyromancer says to the butcher, who is giggling like an innocent girl wiggling her toes.

“Don’t scream.” the one-eyed man tells him. He nodded, and he let him go. The butcher waved to him with a pleasant smile that made his flesh crawl.

“Hello. Can you help us? We need to get into the forbidden library and get a disenchantment book, anything that has to do with Mothmen,” Drury asked politely.

“More specifically, with halving breeds,” an abrasive voice said. Drury lit up and ran to brother Spinner, who looked worse for wear, as she embraced his sewer reeking body. The Librarian saw the dragon born and understood who these people were.

“You are the league of villains,” he said aloud.

“Well, that’s rude. Drury and Shigaraki are two of the sweetest creatures on the planet. I’ll not have you besmirching them in front of me,” the pyromancer said suddenly close to his face.

“What are we going to do with Spinner here?” Musc whispered to him.

“I already told you to leave the thinking and the talking to me. Hey, bookworm. Would any of those books we mentioned have a spell or a potion for safely getting rid of an unwanted halfling? Some of the species in our group are breeding, and it’s killing the human females. The males are too willing to pay that cost, so be decent and help out some sweet women,” Dabi appeals quietly.

“Like the sweet lady that killed two innocent guards who were just doing their jobs?” The Librarian asks, being obstinate.

“You can take that up with Drury when you guide us to what we want. Here I thought you were the type of guy who understands about protecting his and his own. Like these little babies,” Dabi says, holding up a book and burning it in front of him.

“Stop! Okay. Just don’t hurt the books,” he says with a lilt of panic.

“You two! What the hell did you think you are doing kidnapping Shigaraki’s mate? He will hunt you down and rip you apart if we don’t bring her back soon,” Spinner confronted in their native tongue. The only ones that came from these rings were Mr. Compress.

“Are you two going to talk about us like we’re not here?” Drury asked.

“She was in horrible distress. I know it’s hard to tell now, but you can ask her. When we found her on patrol, she was in so much misery we couldn’t bring her back to that unstable creature who left his mate to writhe in pain. We came here to figure out a way to get both back to normal with some spell books,” Dabi justifies calmly. Spinner narrows his eyes in suspicion but nods.

“Yeah, they are going to do that. Do you think I should break a leg so he can’t run?” Musc asked Drury, who mulled it over.

“I know of the pain you speak of. But that pain doesn’t just stop suddenly. What has happened in the meantime?” Spinner asks Dabi.

“The insect people in the tunnels puked green gunk in her mouth. It was the most disgusting thing I saw down there,” Dabi says.

“Since we are here, we should try to find something that can get us out of here. Our existence is sealed, and I promised to bring back Drury quickly nearly eleven hours ago,” he responds.

“Nah, he won’t run. Otherwise, Dabi will end all this knowledge in a horrible way,” Drury said. The Librarian blanched when Drury cleaned off her knives on the dead men before putting them away, “Let's try again. Hi, I’m Drury. What do we call you?” She asks, too friendly for the rest in the room.

“You are a polite serial killer. Why? So, you can go kill my family?” He asked. Drury jerked as if he had slapped her, and Musc dug in his fingers until he almost broke his collar bone. The only thing that stopped him was Drury’s disapproving hurt look.

“Why would you say that or even think it? I was told by Hannah and Shiggy to kill any guards I saw because, and I quote, ‘You are wanted dead or alive and dead is so much easier. They will show you no mercy, so show them none.’ And ‘They knew what they signed up for. It job. If they not smart enough to stay alive it they fault.’ I am not a serial killer,” Drury huffs to go get comfort hugs from Spinner. He turned bright red and moved her to hold her hand. She sulked. Everyone looked at him with contempt.

“I used to be called a hero.” She pouted.

“All right, bookworm, now that you thoroughly pissed us all off, let’s go find those books,” Dabi says, having Musc keep a tight grip on him as he guides the way.

Shigaraki was not only bored out of his mind but pissed off at all the non-problems Hannah was trying to get him to solve. He’s not even here right now. He remembered when he told her he could screw her standing in the woods.

He had found a pinyon pine and his mate wanted to give Mary a present. She was so happy picking pin cones with him she told him she would give him a present. Shoving him against a tree and undoing the front of his pants. He loves this kinky side of her. She was eager to pump his excitement before he was ready. She made him whimper and redden pitifully.

“Wait,” he moaned. Giving up the second, she started licking him. He was weak against that kind of attention. He threw his head back and let his antennae droop to catch all the remarkable tastes, sounds, smell while she greedily swallowed and sucked his cock. He looks at the moon and thinks they should name her Luna if they ever have a girl. Those thoughts were quickly forgotten as she tried to drink all his leaky pre-cum and was choking on it.

“Give me a moment,” she had giggled. Fuck that, he thought when he seized her. Turning her around to whisper in her ear as his lower set of arms busily pulled off her pants and undergarments.

“I have four arms. Can hold and breed just like this,” he had hissed at her. She giggled while helping her get nude. He is fascinated by her soft, tender neck. He loves the smooth feel of her soft skin under his touch. Her pulse was speeding up in anticipation for him. He used his lower arms to hold her legs up under the knees spreading her wide. One hand carefully wrapped around her neck as his other arm pressed her firmly against his chest. Rubbing his ruff on her mixing their scents. His hand kneaded her perfect breast.

She had grabbed his cock and helped him in, staring in the eyes with such beautiful bliss, a moan slipped past her lips. He had to curve his hips under a bit to fit as much of himself in her tight welcoming warmth. She held onto his arm, roughly groping her chest and tweaking her nipple when he started to rut. She bounced on him with glee. A sweet smile graced her reddening cheeks.

She had reached up and entangled her fingers in his hair and ruff, forcing him to kiss her and look into her lust-filled eyes. She has the most exotic eyes to him; he could fall into them and get lost. Wings flapping to keep his balance as he thrust hard up into her. He wanted to hear those pretty little sounds she makes when he is about to make her cum on him. Panting and whining as her pussy grips at him, coaxing an intense pleasure from him.

He caressed the scar on her arm, and she gasped. Looking away from him in shame before he said his best sentence that sealed them together.

“Love flaws. Every single one, swear you are beautiful. Nothing can compare to you, not even the moon,” he panted.

“Ooooh, Shiggy,” she cried deeply when her cunt clenched on his cock. Hot, slick juices dripped down his front. Drury mewled as he continued to push himself deeper into her. He had to lean back on the tree to arch up into her. She had almost knocked him off his feet. She felt so good. He wasn’t able to get his knot in her, so his cum flowed out as he tried to push himself before it was too late.

She grits her teeth, tears streaming down as he pushes himself into her in just enough time. Her cunt crushing his knot, milking him, just made him so much closer to her. He can’t think of a time when he ever felt this close to a person. She giggled and yanked his hair harder.

“Rude! Next time warn me,” she growled at him. He wouldn’t because she should have known what was coming.

“Are you even listening? That spider monster is a real problem?” Hannah lectured, her nagging cutting through his pleasant thoughts.

“Drider. Not monster. Say right,” Shigaraki scolded. Hannah turned bright red.

“I’m sorry. I will do better. The drider wants to take Suki as his mate.”

“Still hear no problem. Lynx will be a good mate,” he says, popping more of Mary’s cooking in his mouth. He is starting to worry. Spinner should be back with his mate, but he doesn’t smell them. There is a nagging voice harsher than Hannah’s, telling him to go seek her out and protect his babies.

“The problem is consent. Suki won’t be of age until a year from now, so even if she like Lynx the same way, it is not appropriate for them,” Hannah says.

“Still no understand. Why that important? No babies for a year? Who care? Perfect. Give him Suki, secure our den for migration in year,” Shigaraki says, using his antennae in the stale air to see if he can sense his Drury. Hannah sighs. What did she expect from people who literally marry children off before they are born for things? She stops and thinks of how she can convince Shigaraki to intervene on Suki's behalf.

“It’s a human superstition. If they mate before her coming of age birthday, all the babies will suffer abnormalities. It’s tradition to woo and then mate when she is ready. It ensures a more successful coupling. If she is never ready, he must let her go,” she says cautiously. Shigaraki mulls this over.

“Finally, something that make sense. I go convince Lynx to woo and wait. It will hurt him, but he will understand,” Shigaraki says. Hannah relaxes. She will make sure Suki stays behind wherever they end up and never enters these caves again when it’s time to migrate.

“Now about the children,” She is about to discuss with him the issue of the stressed-out children when Henry and youngest burst in, running to Shigaraki, who instantly scoops them up in his four arms. He is so quick she didn’t see him move. The moment he felt the wave of emotional hormones in the air, his instincts kicked in to protect and comfort his distraught children.

His thoughts went to his mate. This would be her task in a normal hive with a female of his own species. He knew Drury would gladly take this task while he hunted for food. His instincts are conflicting in him. A part wanted him to go out and hunt to feed his brood, while another part told him to take over the female’s task while she was gone. Then there was the third part that was screaming how they are humans. He needed to stop and listen, but that voice lost out.

He quickly piled pillows and pressed the children down under him. Tenting them in his wings, his soft neck ruff fluffed over them as he purred loudly. Licking any tears he sees. Hannah sits in shock, watching as Shigaraki looks like a giant mother hen and the children just let him. Henry speaks for the youngsters since he is the oldest by a few months.

“How could you leave us? With Spinner! He’s worthless as a den daddy. We were so scared. Don’t you love us? Are we not your kids? Did we do something?” He screeched at Shigaraki, making a feeling he hadn’t had in a long time, grudge up in him. He felt guilty, but he couldn’t explain to the children that his instincts told him after implanting his mate that no, they are not his children.

His feelings twisted and churned in him so violently he couldn’t think of human words. Their emotions cling to his delicate feelers, a combination of stress, exhaustion, love, longing, missing. He can taste them, and they are bittersweet. He cooed and keened until they started to relax and drift off to sleep. Feeling safe for the first time in days. With their emotions settling, he can start to think.

He thinks a part of the problem is Hannah instilling her fear in the children. It was not healthy or good for them. He will have to talk to her about this.

Almost all were lulled to sleep except for Henry, whose little body jerked with each hitching snivel. His eyes are like Hannah's. He will not relax or let this go until Shigaraki answers him. He nuzzles the boy with a few sharp chirps before he talks.

“My babes. I protect and feed. No need to worry,” which was true. Not once did he leave his family hungry, “Too harsh on Spinner. Spinner would be good daddy.” Henry pursed his lips like his mom, the woman who was also technically his sister, and she had the gall to call them monsters.

“But he wasn’t. He always seemed not to know what to do without you. At least Drury worked hard at not working. She has never put any of her hang-ups on the rest of us, which is more than I can say for most of the adults in the den,” he says, eyeing mom. Shigaraki scolds him with a series of chitters before speaking to him in human tongue. Even though he agrees with Henry's assessment, it’s not his place to scold his mother.

“While I away, listen to den daddy. Trust family. Be leader for larva. Be brave. No talk to den mother that way. Is den daddy job. Want job, then no cry,” he admonishes. Henry nodded and teared up again.

“Never leave us again,” he cried. Clearly not wanting the job. He’s just a little boy, and it pulls at his heartstrings. He can’t leave them until they have recovered.

“I make no promise. But you are Shiggy’s babes. I take care. I protect, always,” He rasps, settling in. Henry drifts to sleep with the rest of them. Mary walks in and stops with the sweetest aw. She had brought him more food, and he wanted it. Hannah narrows her eyes and gets up to leave. Figuring nothing more really needs to be said. However, she does say something that shocks him for a change.

“I am so glad your home, Shigaraki. I want you to know despite our differences, I know you will make a good father. I just don’t want it to be right away. Mary is sure to stuff him with the good stuff that will keep him around,” she said before she left, her head down, trying to hide her embarrassed face from him.

He smirked and then felt a twang of guilt. He had not been treating his family very well. Hannah may be annoying to him, insisting on pushing her strange values on them. But she is reliable. Maybe he should tell her he got Drury pregnant. Mary starts to feed him, and he tosses the thought away as stupid. There is one thing he could do since he’s already here. He can trust Spinner and wait; he can also talk him up.

He knows Spinner wanted Drury to do it, but he doesn’t see why he can’t lay down the groundwork. He tries to think of things that would entice Drury.

“Spinner has two,” he says as she feeds him another bite. Mary smiles at him with curiosity.

“Two of what?”

“Two cocks,” he states, taking another bite. Mary’s body starts to jiggle and bounce in the way he likes. He has to look away. She is trying to contain her laughter. He is wondering what he said that was so funny. Drury would be too delighted by that information, but Squishy is laughing.

“Well, that is interesting. But what I really wonder is if he can do this?” She motions to the infant nesting he is performing. It would be too hard for him to explain he doesn’t know. In fact, if Drury wasn’t pregnant, he does not think he would be doing this. It’s only when his instincts kicked in did he have a desire to really think of them as his children.

“When Spinner is given chance, he come through,” was all he could think to say. Mary seemed to like this.

“Are they dead?” The Librarian screamed. Muscular wanting to rip off the man’s leg. Dabi is shaking Drury. Not in a million years did he think Drury would save someone. He hated it; it was ruining his plans, not to mention making him feel like shit.

“No thanks to you!” Muscular growled. Spinner blocked Drury with his body when the darts started shooting out of the wall while she grabbed Dabi and yanked him to the ground. That one motion got her hit in the wrist. She is frothing at the mouth, knocked out, while Spinner flops and writhes on the ground.

“It’s not my fault. This is why I said only step where I step! Quick give the girl water!” The Librarian shouted. Dabi moves as quick as he can. If either one of them dies, he’s running fast and far.

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