Four Soulmates reader x ShiggyDabiOverHawks 21
💞Chapter 21: Shadows and phantom lines
"Kai?" You call for his attention. Somethings wrong. He stopped all of a sudden. He's tense, too tense and in pain given his stiff body language. He isn't answering, which makes your heart sink harder. You know it's out of line. You can't help it. You raise your free hand, inching closer to his back.
"Don't." He replies when you palm is so close you could feel his body heat. It's terse. His voice is low and strained. "Please." A hint of uneven rasp. Kai's pulse beat fast from both fear and adrenaline, his grip on your arm loosens, but he doesn't let go. The fragments he'd just seen remained fresh within his mind. He inwardly laughed bitterly. Everyone within this reality already thought he was a man already on the verge of being unstable, manipulative, a common grade B Villain and a schemer who tried to disgrace himself by trying to forge him own path. Ruin The Shie Hassaikai's reputation and the man who'd become a father to him, Pops.
"Okay." You lower your hand to the fall at your side.
Kai continues leading you naked across the men's locker room until he reaches the last one. He opens it and waiting for you to go first. "Get in." It's quiet, yet flat. He's regained his composure or at least, even to keep his emotions in check.
You step inside, leaving him enough room to enter afterwards. Blushing and cover your chest with your arms. You notice his belongings were already in the corner of the shower.
"We were lovers in the past." Kai mutters as he turned the fascet on. He unhooks his mask, handing it on the shower hook hanging on the wall and closes the shower curtain behind him.
"What?" You glance over your shoulder.
Kai sighs, a shy breath leaves him. "Our past lives," he explains. He couldn't meet your gaze. His own cheeks were red. "We had a tryst." He bent down, picking up his supplies: a green and gold loofah sponge, old spice body wash, shampoo and body scrub. "Go ahead and clean yourself." His cold golden eyes becoming hard like steel, his jaw tight. "I'll go get your things." He set them on the shower rack, backed out and left without giving you another glance.
You had a feeling he wasn't telling the full story of your love story and love affair with him. Given his self-righteous attitude, ocd, controlling issues and mannerisms it makes sense how sensitive the topic of intimacy is with him. You think. You stare at the supplies. A small smile graces your lips. That's grandpa's favorite. A very comforting scent. You wet the loofah, work up a good lather and wash yourself. God, I'm the worst. You frown. Let my sex induced brain take over and take advantage of Touya after he saved me again. You didn't understand it. He could have easily stopped you. He could have said no. He gave you the choice to get off him and leave or to touch him. What did you do? You grinded down on him like he was your personal warm blooded clit massager. Your face turns scalding. I can't believe I fucking did that?! You inwardly scream.
The yakuza comes back moments later, setting your duffle bag outside the shower. "Excuse me, I'm coming in." He announces before stepping inside and closes the curtain again.
"A-Alright." You mutter sheepishly, nearly dropping the sponge.
Silence fills the space.
Kai didn't know why he even dragged you with him in the first place. He lied. He did. He's jealous. Seeing you on top of that half-burnt chard walking crazed fire maniac set his teeth on edge and grinding. If you had wanted sexual release? You could have come to him. Granted his lack of experience he'd much rather you explore such private activities behind closed doors than in public. Now, your erotic expression and moan of his name was stuck in his head. It was stuck in his head. It was the most salacious and distracting thing that he couldn't ignore. It made him reflect on the raw attraction blooming between you and himself.
Porn never really appealed to him. The poor acting, violent and dirty consensual or unconsentual acts of carnal and animalist sex and behavior did nothing to arouse his lusts. Kai hated masturbating when he could help it. Yet he was still a healthy man with needs and urges. Now, seeing you naked in front of him was turning him on more by the second. It was dangerous. He didn't think he'd ever be able to get off again without the mental image of you bare and reaching for him. Wonton. Luscious, lewd and scandalous sight. Begging him with your eyes and voice. Beseeching him to completely and utterly ruin you, yank you away from Dabi and bend you over until you both come undone or hold you down until his desires were sated.
Shit, he saw it so clearly within his mind, depicted exacting that.
Kai shook his aching head. He couldn't risk it. Touching himself or touching you without overstepping boundaries. Then again, it wouldn't be the first time he's crossed the line, blurred them, destroyed whatever obstacle within his path and rewritten the rules to best suit his goals.
"You said that we ever lovers in the past life too?" You asked, running your finger through your hair to rinse the shampoo from your scalp.
Kai blinked. "Yes." He answered simply, stepping forward, observing how you kept your distance and safe. Normally he would have been grateful, however, right now, it irritated him. You were too close and personal with Dabi minutes ago. Now, you were acting as if after getting off you didn't want anything to do with him? Would you have accepted him, if he'd offered such services first? Or would you have asked Hawks and Shigaraki or for Dabi to continue taking pleasure of your body next?
His head continued to throb as memories slammed into him all at once, not his, yet painfully vivid.
The memory of you writhing, trembling and needing for himself came rushing back. Your legs spread wide beneath him, reaching for him, clinging onto him and accepting every ounce of his lustful advances and feelings. Then that other horrible mirage and feelings threw him for a near maddening mental and physical breakdown, let alone practically threatened to give him cardiac arrest.
He was a part of clergy.
You were a witch?
Caught and tried for witchcraft and stealing his heart? What's truly unnerved him had been the last thing you screamed his heart to nearly stop altogether. Son. You said you and him had a son after that night. You were gone. Vanished for a year and had given birth to a son. A child. His offspring. A tiny being you and him had conceived on that night.
Kai's stomach churned harder. His face blooming into a deep shade of red. He felt it across his face, ears and the back of his neck. "Yes, we were." He stepped forward grabbing another loofah, this one was purple and gold as he began to clean himself.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" You asked hanging your sponge over the empty hook, pushing a wet lock away from your eyes and sniffing.
Kai paused. "Does it matter?" His voice became low and sharp. Carrying weight of barely contained fury and secondhand betrayal. He swallowed his emotions, reminding himself this was his new life now. He was Kai Chisaki, Overhaul. The Head of The Shie Hassaikai. Not a priest. A yakuza. He shouldn't care if you wanted him or not. He didn't cling or cry for your attention. He could be calm, dignified and careful. And yet, he still felt a cold shiver run down his spine. Feeling your eyes on his back. The faint lingering ghost of his restraint and anger mingling with the heat he felt as you continued ogling him. All of it pressed down on him like a physical weight. Kai wasn't going to break under pressure of sharing a shower with you. Mixed baths were common back home. He'd simply finish his daily cleansing, then leave with you.
"Yes, it does." You reply, frowning deeper. "Clearly it's upsetting you."
He couldn't deny it. All his life he's lived without the thought that his life's purpose was to repay his adoptive father, devote himself to rebuilding The Shie Hassaikai or replaying his debt. Now, he's learned that his soulmate. The woman meant for him had already crossed his path in another life, he'd already given her his heart once and it nearly ruined him. Hearing Pops condemn his lover to death? It didn't make sense. Yes, Pops believed in traditions. Never attacking civilians and keeping the peace, but to sentence his adoptive son's woman? He didn't believe it. He saw it and didn't want to.
Alone with Kai you tried not to sneak a full view of his broad shoulders and back, or his narrow hip. As he moved, his muscles flex beneath his smooth tanned skin. Then you saw it as he turned. Traditional yakuza tattoos decorating his back. The Shie Hassaikai emblem in the middle surround by cherry blossoms, a dragon and a crow.
You wanted to trace every work on art on his back with the tip of your fingertips. You gulped and released a shaky breath at the sight.
"What is it?" Kai asked, straightening his posture, angrily, facing away from the shower wall.
You knew approaching the angered and testy yakuza was like stalking a thundered storm on the horizon. Unpredictable. Cold. Harsh. His anger inner frustration and confusion continuing to build. "Did they hurt?" You asked softly, frowning.
He glanced behind him to meet your eyes. "Why do you sound so surprised?" His mouth twitched into a faint grimace, a hint of sarcasm seeping from his usually flat tone.
"I don't remember Horikoshi giving you tatts," You stepped forward, as if being pulled by an invisible force or your red string. You eased closer. "When your back was shown in the manga and anime during your cage fight with Rappa."
"Seem you don't know anything about me, do you, little soulmate?" Kai muttered, slowly turning to you. He raised a hand and banged his hand on the shower wall, crackle formed and blood stained the pure white tilts. "Am I just another man to play with?" He tilts his head, eyes narrowing. He punched it again, watching you flinch. "Remind me of a live I could have had, if I didn't choose to stray from the path Pops laid out for me? If I kept my human heart?" His jaw clenches, spreading his fingers, palm flat to activate his quirk, crackles spreading, falling, crashing onto the floor.
"I don't know." You reply softly.
Kai closed his eyes and drew his bloody fist again.
You didn't run. Your heartbeat thundering hard within your chest. You stepped forward and steadied his arm, cradling his bloody hand in your hands. "Please, don't hurt yourself, Kai." Tears prickling.
Kai's whole body seemed to still. Your touch was gentle, his body felt as if it had been struck by a bolt of lightning, then the electricity and searing heat continued to build and increased tenfold. He opened his eyes, which lit with unknown emotion. He wrapped his injured hand around yours, interlocking your fingers and tugged you closer. He reaches for you, tangling his free hand in your soft, wet, silky and long tresses. His eyes flicker over your features. "I cannot appear to be soft." He rasped out loud, then he frowned and muttered to himself. "A distraction that I cannot afford, but don't want to give up." He pressed you closer, dragging you against him. His arms engulfed you in an awkward hug.
You felt him shudder and released a deep groan as soon as your bodies met.
Was this the closest he'd ever been to anyone?
The bare skin of his chest was smooth against your cheek and felt so hot in the shower. The scent of his bodywash and citrus hit your nose, surrounding and enticing you as much as his muscles rippling and flexing around you. You felt him release another groan when his towel covered erection pressed against your stomach.
His lusts forgotten and shoved to the back of his head as he drew back his head, suspicion in his expression. "You know what I can do," his voice was deep. Calm. Dangerous. "So why do you still approach me so carelessly?" Golden hues are sharp and assessing. "Why do you plague my mind?" His earlier vision and feelings came rushing back. Kai swallowed a lump stuck within his throat. Feelings of loneliness, yearning and an unbearable choked feeling of sadness and heartbreak that wasn't his and yet had been. "You've tainted me. Infected me with these feelings of jealousy and lust…" His eyes grew wild, seething melted gold.
You swallowed at the intensity of his gaze. Something about those words hurt you, no cut your deeply. "Kai, I didn't mean too." Yet the overly hormonal and fucked up part of your brain enjoyed his attention. The wildness, fierce, predatory and sheer fire burning from his gaze staring into yours make your toes curl. That familiar phantom ghost of lust and need flooring deep within your veins. It's toxic. It's sick. It's madness. Overhaul is dangerous, a villain for a reason. Knowing that he's jealous and horny is turning you on more.
The yakuza moves faster than you anticipated.
He pinned you harder against him, backing both of you until your body hit the untouched wall, one he hadn't destroyed; his body trembling as fear and disbelief stabbed him with an invisible arrow. "I was true to you," he said in an auditable whisper. He'd known pain. True agonizing pain. "And you still left me?" Physical pain every time he had to repair himself, given himself an overhaul, but this sort of heart wretching pain? Never. It felt as his someone had continued stabbing him deep inside with thousands of blades. "Left in the middle of the night like a phantom that I could only chase in my dreams but never touch."
The vestige of himself resurfacing.
The shock, disbelief, worry, rage and sorrow he felt after waking up and you had gone; his bedside cold. You said you loved him. Would marry him. You lied. You left him. He'd broken every vow he'd taken and for what? Abandoned him. For days he searched for you. He couldn't sleep. Couldn't eat. He'd grown sick and half mad before Nemoto and Hari had found him, clutching to the sheets that had your faded smell on them. "No! Leave me! Let me die!" Kai yelled weakly, his voice above a whisper. He hadn't showered. He hadn't taken care of himself. Stuck within the same dirty clothes. His body covered in hives and bloody from scratching himself raw. Infection beginning to set it. Begging for you to come back during his fits of half delirium and fever.
No one within the town knew where you had gone. Or they had lied. You parents were gone. Your brothers claimed they didn't realize you had snuck out.
"Left you?" You furrowed your brows in confusion, then widened. The past. It wasn't just coming back to you. Your past lives and memories were coming back to them too. Kai had been a priest, right? A man of strict duty and faith. It makes sense why he kept that aspect when he became The Leader of The Shie Hassaikai. His intense ocd and need for cleanliness crossed over as well. "Kai, I'm sorry, truly I am."
"Stop apologizing." He roared as a man in pain, then slammed his fist hand into the wall again. "You promised to become mine and mine alone." The wall and tilts cracked underneath his assault and further damage. "Did my love mean nothing?"
"Kai, listen!" You blinked up at him, thicker, hotter tears welding and falling as your own heart pounding as if being crushed within your own chest.
Kai stared down at you, his gaze seeming to consume you. Raw, genuine hurt and confusion flickering across his liquid molten gold stare. Then you saw moisture, his eyes becoming misty and wet with tears. "What have you done to me?" He didn't understand his own feelings and reactions, so out of touch with his own emotions. Steadily falling and nonstop down his face. "You make me weak... you make me feel..." His vision blurred. His heart pounding heavily and thundering painfully within his ribcage. Dammit, the numbness he'd shove off to the side was reversing. He was crying and weeping helplessly, shamefully and clinging onto you for comfort, event as lust and rage continued to course through his veins. He was a mess. A disgusting, disgraceful and pitiful mess. Over what? A taste of his first experience with heat and a lost love he's never really known? A grief and suffering thawing his stone-cold heart and iron will.
These experiences and feelings were supposed to a blessing? Dethaw his demon heart? What's the point? If his soulmate didn't choose him, then would put him through this at all? Why not leave him back in his home world? Back where the world was chaos, grim, black and made sense. Where he could work on his life's work in peace. Enjoy the comfort of his childhood home. Retreat to his own room and things in solitude, read to pops every evening, check on him throughout the day and before breakfast to check his vitals, charts and bask in his silent presence.
What was happening to The Shie Hassaikai? Chrono and Mimic could run the compound without him for too long, however, it would only be a matter of time before The Heroes scheme and burst into his home with a search warrant. Contaminating his sanctuary and workplace with their filthy and false propaganda of Heroism and Hero Syndrome. The longer Kai contemplated and fearing that very scenarios, swirling within his head; he shook with worry and fury. His tears drying. If they dared, he'd destroy ever last Hero, police officer himself and with his quirk erasing bullets.
Now, you are stuck together against the brunette and a literal wall. "Kai?" You try to regain his attention. The poor man looks to be on the verge of a mental and physical meltdown. He can't hear you. His eyes are dull and glossy. Trapped within his thought and some inner battle of demons and past trauma.
You know it's risky. One wrong move and he could lash out. His quirk could activate on pure instinct and survival. "Kai?" Your eyes glisten with new unshed tears. "What the fuck did than old man and Afo do to you?" Your heart twists and sinks. He's emotionally drowning. He's trembling harder. His body is locked tight. He crushed you closer into his feverish and sweaty body.
No, that wasn't right. The correct question is... What had they not done? You had seen what they had done with Tomura and Touya, but Kai? His backstory was incomplete. Nothing, but a tiny pinpoint on the map. Typing him together with AFO's failed successors experiments and list. It wasn't just those three. There were others! Living, breathing victims and bodies unaccounted for.
What do I do? You mentally scream.
Kai was stuck within his own little world of overrunning thoughts with no unlocked doors or an escape route.
Kai coming to terms with his bottled up feelings, trying to shove them down, but his body isn't responding to what his mind wants.
All his unsettled trauma, paid therapy Pops paid for out of pocket.
Kai passed it with flying colors. Instead of saying he saw blood splatter on the inked cardboard, he said it was "a butterfly." When the psychiatrist dared to stand and sit too close to Kai... Placing their filthy hands on him. Kai kept his rage in check, the shadowed apparition of another "Doctor." A elderly, fat man with glasses, mustache, and sporting a dark gleam of sadistic fascination and... joy?
A mad scientist who had found the perfect specimen for his unorthodox and villainous schemes.
"Chisaki, it's okay." The elderly woman frowned. Go away! His mind screamed, his fight or flight responses resurfacing. He hides his hand twitched, fist balling into the ugly green and yellow spotted couch.
"I'm fine, doctor." It had become a habit. A reflex. He hated it. His tiny body tingling with phantom shivers and itches he wanted to furiously scratch his contaminated arm raw. He swallowed, remaining in eye contact with the elderly woman.
Ignoring the old man's mirthful laughter and calling him "a good sport" for remaining strong. Then piercing his skin with a scalpel. That man's voice and laughter echoing inside his head. "Yes, a very perfect specimen for my old friend."
"Please, no more." Child Kai and his adult self-whimpered, his bottom lip quivering. "No more." He crooked, voice cracking, flat and lifeless. His chest heaving. His on the verge of another episode.
Your mouth fell open. You never thought you would have every hear Kai beg. Not since he demanded that Tomura give Kai back his quirk destroying bullets on the highway while he was strapped to a gurney.
Please, let me words reach him. You think, looking up at him, unsure and afraid. You raise your shaky hands to his face. You watch him twitch, his gaze regaining focus and lucid; then his eye immediately snapping to yours.
It's a start. You brush his tears away. You swallow down your fear to face him head on. Being afraid was useless. You can't leave him alone, even if he begged you to. Your heart thudding in your ears. You lick your lips, which doesn't go unnoticed by Kai. "I'm sorry that I hurt you in the past, but this is the present." You reminded softly, your hot breath ghosting along the shell of his pierced ear; you watch him shudder and shiver against you. You push on his chest, silently signaling for him to let you go and he relented. Just enough to allow you to breath, yet close enough to feel the heat body, his heart thumping rapidly within his ribcage. "I've slowly come to accept all of you. The good and the bad… I still adore you after all you've done... all you will do in the future." Your sensitive chest pressed against his wall of hard muscle.
You heard him release a breath he hadn't released he'd been holding. You lower back down onto your feet to meet his gaze once more.
"Y/n?" He whispered, his senses returning as his nerves continued trebling and tremoring deep beneath his skin. Kai held your hand in his bloodied one. "You… You accept me?" He asked, taking your words seriously. His shoulders sag in relief; releasing and exhale and shuddering breath.
"Yes, Kai." You sniff, trembling and crying more.
Kai brushed your tears away, curling his fingers beneath your chin to tilt your face closer to his. Your breaths fanning each other. "Will you let me kiss you?" He looked at you, truly looked. Something behind those small golden pupils had shifted. His eyes igniting with possession and passion.
"Yes." You wrap your arms around his arms, stand on your tiptoes and bring him down to you. The moment your lips brush that same wave of liquid heat warmed your lower abdomen.
You knew you were slowly being folded into a world you never thought had been nothing more than simple fiction. Or had you simply stopped caring?
Kissing Kai made your body melt into his.
You knew that giving yourself to a villain, a yakuza crime boss, would trap you into a world filled with blood, violence, sin, gun smoke, and corruption... even if the crime syndicate in Japan of MHA wasn't the powerful gang it had been before the rise of quirks. And yet this godlike man and usually fully composed air, seamlessly heartless, and all his cold indifference and persuasive charms had become reduced to a man filled with desire and lust. The concrete slab and sterilized glass box he'd built to protect himself, keep people he considered contaminated and filthy out of his personal space. It crumbled. Cracked and chipped as he smashed it with his own hands and dragged you inside like a raging hell storm of all-consuming hellfire and newly awakened selfishness and blinding need.
"I won't let you go this time." Kai grunts against your mouth, his hands move. One tangling in your hair and the other grips possessively on your hip. "Understand?" His blood stains your wet skin in a bloody handprint, the smell of cooper, iron and blood invades your senses, but you don't care.
A rush and jolt of excitement explode throughout your body. Causing you to vibrate with need. "Yes, Kai." you nod your head, threating your hands up his chest, running your fingertips along his body and ink, higher until your digits thread through his short, chestnut hair. You knew Kai's form of possession doubled as deep-rooted devotion, acts of service and actions, instead of pretty words. The fact he was allow you to get this close to him while he vulnerable and shaken, clinging onto you and asking to kiss you meant he kept this bond and attraction you felt, right?
He breaks the kiss too soon. Pulling you away from the haze. Reopening his own eyes he hadn't realized he'd closed in the first place. You warm skin flat against his own chilled body, your warmth and naked chest brushing, heaving as he towered over you.
You want to kiss him more. You don't want him to stop. You want to continue watching this man fall apart, touch you, kiss you, ravage you, take you hard and rough or slow and sensual. It didn't matter. Your nails dig into his scalp as you bite your lower lips. God, he's going to make you beg, isn't he?
Kai takes a breath to regain his emotions and refocus on your face. Mentally calculating. Your heavy-lidded gaze, biting your lip to keep from moaning or whimpering. His features sharpen, his gaze wanders, lowering to notice how fully erect and hard your nips have become. "Can I kiss you here?" He raises his hand from your hip, followed your curves upward until his fingertips are inches away from your breast.
He meets your hungry and lustful gaze.
You nod your head. "Yes."
He wastes no time to run the edge of his lower lip along your stiff nipple before licking it, then clamping his mouth around it. He groans against you as you hold him close, cradle him against your body, twitching and pushing, arching your chest fully into his mouth and face. "Kai." You moan.
Kai grunts in answer, then let's go. He sneers in disgust when he notices the blood. "Need to rewash."
You are secretly whining in your head. No, don't stop.
Kai's thin brow arches. "Don't give me that look, angel." He chuckles, dragging you back beneath the spray of the shower. "Have to clean you, then we can continue." He tilts his head, giving a smug and knowing smirk. "If you behave there will be a reward." He pulls you closer, giving your hips a hard and possessive squeeze. The blood rinsing off both of your bodies, red going down the drain as Kai repairs his injured hand with ease and without making a sound.
"Promise?" You pout and bating your long lashes. You raise a pinky finger, a childish thing, but a promise all the same.
Kai humored you, raising his bloodless hand to interlock your pinky with his own, curling them, shaking twice, then letting go. "You are childish."
"And you are too serious." You retort, lean up to kiss his throat and the hard lines of his jaw, a small, tempting and smoothing sensation and distraction. Your hands exploring ever single inch of his body. Every hard plain. Rigid edges and scrap of ink and skin you could get ahold of until your hands kneaded and cupped his ass. "Won't you let me see you naked, Kai?" You purr in a seductive drawl.
Kai groaned, burying his face into your hair. The heart of his dark desire reawakens with a fiery vengeance and deep, primal, searing need. He latches onto you like a man who's desperate, drowning and clinging onto his last shred of control and sanity. "You aren't behaving." He argues. Why should he let you have your way? Although, his betraying body liked the idea of you touching him, fondling and kneading him between his legs with every painful, pulsing throbbing of his heartbeat drumming down below.
"Neither are you." You giggled, yanking the towel off his waist and tossing it into the corner of the shower.
Kai buries his face into the crook of your neck to hide his embarrassment and the awkward, unmanly, needy whimper that escapes from the back of his throat. "Dammit, angel... you aren't playing fair."
"Who's calling who the kettle black, gangster." You raise your hands to alternate between massaging his back and lightly scratching and grazing your nails into his smooth, strong, inked back.
Kai raises his head, backing away to grab his shampoo and bodywash, pop the cap, squirt some into his hand, gathering up a good lasher, then begins to wash you himself. His soapy hands are everywhere. Your neck, collarbone, breasts, stomach, legs, ass and back, all except the wet, hot apex of your thighs. His strong hands were surprisingly gentle and soft. He wants nothing more than to press his body further into your own. Needed to become merged with you, one. His body already fine-tuned to yours. Your smell, your curves, your soft and beautiful skin. The yakuza pushed you gently into the spray of the shower head, then began to furiously and hastily clean himself, one, twice, three times, then switches places with you beneath the showerhead before turning it off.
Wordlessly, he set everything back.
Silence fills the shower.
You wonder, if Kai changed his mind and prepared to leave when you felt him grab your wrist, halting your movement and leave.
You can't see his face with his back turned towards you, but you notice the back of his neck and the tips of his ears are flushed.
"Will you let me devour you will my mouth?" He whispered softly, awkwardly.
"What?" You blink, face scalding.
Kai turns around, yanking you towards him and guides you back to the wall. He closes in, caging you between himself and the wall. His index and middle finger, tiling your chin upwards to meet his face as he asks again. "Will you allow me explore the last intimate place between your legs." He braces himself against the wall. "Your pussy," he leans his head down to groans in your ear. You can feel his throbbing and hard erection bobbing between his legs and brushing between yours. "Will you let me touch her?" His voice dropping a deeper, lower octave, a hint of a possessive growl. More beastlike than man.
He leans back, waiting for your answer.
You can't believe this is happening. Kai… Kai was offering you to get you off? Damn his seductive words and confidence. "Have you ever been with anyone before?"
He breathed slowly, trying to keep his heart rate down, but it was no use. His cheeks were flushed. "No, I degree, but I've always been a quick study." His smoldering gaze raked down over your breasts and lower to your heated center.
You spread your legs, opening them wider and give him a coy smile. "Then, you better get to studying, Doctor." Your eyes peer downward to watch his hand reaching closer to your lower half. His nails were neatly trimmed. His hand is bigger than yours. His fingers larger, stronger, thicker and could reach places you couldn't possibly reach with your own. You were inwardly fangirl squealing, fanning yourself like you had just bought a new adult toy on payday. Giddiness, arousal and anticipation was slowly killing you.
You noticed his erected jump and hardened harder between his thick, muscled thighs. Oh? He liked that title. It makes sense, if he was into medical play. You wouldn't be surprised if he was into shibari, blind folds and silk ties wrapped around your wrists to deprive you of movement and sight, sensory play. Hell, you were willing to try it at least once. Getting lost in his hands, mouth and his sexy voice controlling and moving you however he wished. Or let you ride him in his office chair or desk. The sinful thoughts made you wetter, your inner walls flutter and clench around nothing.
"May I touch you?" His heartbeat thundered within his own ears, loud, so loud. Pleasure coursing stronger through his veins, his erection throbbing harder with every pulse of his heart. He inhaled deeply, his stoic hard gaze softening. "Please?"
You had to stop yourself from groaning. "Yes, Kai." You said softly, flickering your eyes back to his. "You have my full permission to touch me however you wish." You nod your head. "I'll tell you, if it's too much or hurts."
Kai trails a hand down between your legs to gently cup your sex. Pressing the heel of his palm harder, watching as your head falls back, eyes shut tight in bliss. "No, angel." He whispered in your ear. "Look at me." He leaned down to kiss your neck, his mouth hot. "Will you allow me to amp up the sensations?" His fingers spread your folds apart, to stroke your need, swollen and heavy neglected clit. "Rewire your pleasure nerve endings until you are a needy, sensitive mess that comes when I insert one single finger into your hot cunt?" His tongue flicked out to lick drops and moisture from your collarbone to your neck, then biting down as he inhaled sharply as if to fight himself for control, then raising his head. "I will learn your body just as well as I know my own, if you'll let me." Kai's long fingers pressed and tease, circling the entrance of your pussy.
You began to tremble in his arms, shifting your face downward to bury into his chest. "Y-Yes, doctor." You moan, wrapping your arms around his neck, gasping, panting and moaning in his ear shamelessly. You could no longer think about anything else other than the pleasure Kai was giving you when he inserted a single finger, testing, probing, experimental, then pushing until your insides swallowed his singular digit up without resistance.
You had to stop yourself from humping his hand, you gasped when he curled his finger to rub against your g-spot, then began to moving and thrust upwards in a slow rhythm, in and out, slow and meticulous, calculating and building the pressure and steady rhythm. As if you two had all the time in the world in this shower stall.
Kai smirked into your neck. "You don't need them." He inserted another finger, he started to pick up temp, lowering to his knees to kneel actually kneel before you. "You have me." The wet noises were loud and echoing along the shower and tilted walls as you fought to remain standing on shaky legs. "You trust me, don't you? Not that burnt bastard. Not that lovesick bird or insane decay villain. Me. I approached you first. You promised to become mine first." His inner possessiveness, greed, rage and jealousy bleeding through his lustful haze. It made things hotter. "My angel, my soulmate and woman." He sticks his tongue out to lick and roll your clit with his wet, hot tongue. "Need to lick you clean down here too." He groans as soon as the first taste of you hits on his tastebuds, his eyes rolling back into his back.
"Oh, fuck." You keen louder, threading your hands through his damp, messy, mope of short brown locks. Your body moving restlessly, rocking into his face as he ate you out. "F-For a virgin... Ah... your good at this..."
Kai opened his eyes and narrowed his gaze, turning his head to the side to place a claiming bite on your inner thigh as a warning. "I'm not an idiot." He mumbles into your skin, kissing and licking the teeth marks forming in the shape and indents of his teeth. "I had to study anatomy and biology to reform or shape the human body to however I see fit." He clicks his tongue. "Keep spouting such rude comments and I'll stop." The gangster halts his fingers, keeping them deep inside, plugging your wet hole, knuckles buried to the hilt.
"No, I'm sorry." You shake your head, biting your lower lip and tears wetting your lashes. "Please, don't stop, Kai." You panted and rolled your hips our of pure instinct to try and attract his attention back to your throbbing, slick core. Deciding to clench your pelvis muscles on purpose to give him a silent demonstration on how much you want him to continue.
Kai gave a self-satisfied, amused and cocky, smirk. Sexy. Arrogant shining within his flushed features or slightly wet and deshelled appearance. The man inwardly groaned. Truth be told, he could barely hold the reins of his self-control and think past the ache within his shaft. You had aroused such carnal desires within him, yearning for your kiss, then actually making him want to give you such a filthy and lewd craving to give you oral sex and stimulation. It didn't sound like him at all. His gaze descended, observing you practically using his fingers to pleasure yourself. His cock jerked and twitched, swelling harder; painful. He grew tempted to touch himself to help relieve the friction and ache. "Very well," Kai lowered his free hand to wrap a hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself, "As long as... you know your place." He choked back a grunt of pleasure. He begins to wonder how your pink, tight lower lips will stretch and accommodate his size. His length jerked hot and hard against his palm, eager and straining for it.
Your gaze lowers to his hand gestures. Oh my god, Kai is actually masturbating. You knew it was a stupid thought, but how could you not when Kai seemed to be the last person to be aroused by sex or masturbating at all. Then again, he's only human. He's a man. A living, breathing man. He isn't a robot or a machine. Physical contact and emotional intimacy are very private and personal for him. Now you don't know which you want more, his fingers stuffing you full or his dick.
Kai kept his sharp, focused gaze on your blissful expression. Every panting gasp for breath, the rise and fall of your chest, your stiffened nipples, your sinful and pretty mouth falling open to moan his name. Tracing the heated and swollen bud between his wet muscle, noticing it had become hot and engorged as he sucked hard and furiously flicking, up and down.
Your body littered with goosebumps. "Oh god, Kai!" Your legs shook harder as the familiar knot within your lower abdomen grew tighter, your inner walls fluttering and clenching beneath his fingers. "Harder." You beg, opening your eyes, expression lost and pleading. "Faster."
Kai groaned between your lower lips, his eyes halfway rolling. Easing off to pant and mutter breathlessly, "Hold nothing back," then he eagerly leaning his face deeper between your legs, nearly suffocating himself to penetrating you harder, faster, deeper as your abused, stretched hole began wetter, hotter and breaching for release. His hand hadn't stopped stroking himself, his grip tight, imagining it was your pussy wrapped around him, trying to milk his cock for his cum. Flicking his tongue and rubbing faster, fiercer as he whimpering into your sex. He didn't think he could last much longer.
Neither could you.
It wasn't long until either of you reached orgasm.
When you buckled your hips in time with his thrusts, against his mouth, he came. Ropes of thick, white, milky cum burst from his cock, soaking his hand, in-between his fingers, your inner thigh and the shower room floor. His eyes closed-shut tight as a breathless gasp left him. He came so fast and hard that his vision nearly blackened, jolts of lightning and pleasure shivers shot from the top of his head, zipping down his spine to his throbbing and pulsing shaft.
Hearing the proud, strong, dangerous yakuza pant and whine. Sounding so pussy drunk and needy. His muffled voice sends delicious vibrating against your overstimulated clitoris and core, your legs turning into jelly as he caught you and fully supported your waist, rising to his feet to kiss you hard on the mouth. His tongue capturing yours again in a hard and possessive kiss, which snapped the cord and causing you to climax again.
You cry into his greedy, mouth, tasting yourself on his lips and tongue. Such a lewd and scandalous thing for Kai to even do on his own. You figured Hawks or maybe even Dabi would eat you out so fiercely, then ravage you with heated, unbothered and hunger kisses... but not Kai. This made your toes curl, shuddering and whimpering, melting further into the mob boss.
You two finally parted for air. Lung burning and desperate for air, yet neither wanted to part as Kai stopped his fingers but didn't withdraw.
Kai was quieter than you'd expected.
When his satisfied and bright, golden eyes met yours. You couldn't help but reach up and trace the scar Magne had given him. Your touch was gentle and tender against the sensitive skin. "Does-" You pant, swallowing thickly, then try again. "Does it still hurt?"
Kai's eyes widen in surprise. No one had ever asked him. Then again, he didn't bother voicing his opinion. He'd kept the scar as a reminder. Reminder how close to death he'd become. "It becomes agitated during the rain and cold," he finally admitted, closing his eyes and leading closer into your warm touch. "It only hurts when I have a pain splitting headache." He reopens his eyes, blushing deeply and earnestly.
You both bask in the afterglow.
You become quickly aware how soaking wet you lower lips had become. You were embarrassed that you were still turned on and horny, greedy for more. Then you thought of something you were curious about. Wondering if the claims were true that The Plague Masked wearing self-proclaimed doctor had a medical kink. Well, the worst he can say is no, right? Or laugh in your face. Deciding to throw caution into the wind you went all in.
"Do you want me to cure you, Doctor Overhaul?" Your pant, gasping for air. Your head dizzy from the rush and high of your second orgasm. Your breasts felt heavy, lower lips dampening, wetter between his fingers.
Kai didn't immediately answer. He watched with interest as you stepped away to give him a playful swish of your hips.
Kai’s lips move hungrily against yours.
You twist your head to the side to steal a breath. "We should hurry —"
Kai grabs your chin and covers your mouth with his and doesn’t let you finish the thought. "Don't think about them. Don't worry about anything, except for me and the pleasure I am willingly giving you, angel," he growls between fierce and possessive kisses. He withdrew his fingers, clutching your harder against him, pumping himself again to complete hardness, shamelessly using your own release as lubrication. "Only on me," he hooks one of his muscular forearms beneath your knees to spread you open wider, then guiding his swollen member to your wet, ready, empty canal.
You cling onto him, biting your lower lip as anticipation became torturous.
You stared at him.
Kai stared back, he didn't glance away but only for a moment. Watching the tip of his cockhead tease the entrance and hot opening to your pussy. He raised a brow, halting to remeet your eyes. "Is this truly what you want?" Something raw flickering past the haze of lust and passion. "Claim you here and not bedding your properly beneath your bed or mine? Taking you like a shameless, paid whore?"
His words and consideration, then cracks of gentleness rising to the surface shocked you.
"Yes," you nodded your head, leaning forward to trail your kiss swollen lips along his clenching jaw. "I want you like this, Kai. Claim me. Fuck me, show me the man beneath the villainous mask that you wear." You feel him begin to slowly, painstakingly slow, thrust his hips forward, parting your lower lips to slip into your welcoming, hot canal.
A voice called out from outside the shower.
"Are you two done shooting a free porno in there?" Dabi's voice rang through the men's locker room. "The gym is lockin' up f'er the night!"
You and Kai pause.
You pout in disappointment.
Kai's irritation at being interrupted evident by how fast his golden, sharp eyes narrowed and the click of his tongue. "I swear, I'm going to kill them." He muttered bitterly beneath his breath.
You exhale a breath through your nose and kiss Kai on the mouth, drawing his attention back to you. "It's okay." You whisper, giving him a soft reassuring smile, blushing. "We can try again another time."
Kai sighs, kissing you back, then pressing his forehead against yours. "I'll hold you to keep that promise." He leaned back, lowering your leg and helping you stand and guiding you two back to the shower to hastily rise off. "Don't ever force yourself, if you aren't feeling up to the task." He muttered softly without meeting your gaze.
"You aren't forcing me to do anything." You wrap your arms around him, pressing yourself and your nude body into his back.
"Do you think he killed her?" Keigo's voice breaks the intimate atmosphere now.
"He better not," Tomura chimes in, clearly pissed and wanting to go home.
Kai turns off the shower, hands you a towel, quickly drying himself and putting on his clothes, drawing the curtain back, glaring at the three nosy, noisy men standing directly across from the shower.
Dabi's lips quirk smugly. "Ah," he fakes pouting, "Big bad yakuza stuck with blue balls?"
Kai didn't acknowledge him. He simply, picked up your bag, then reentered the shower to help you unpack and redress.
Kai even wrapped you in his iconic green, purple fur-lined bombers jacket as he led you outside, wrapping an arm around you and guiding you past the three stunned onlookers. He walked you home, led you to your bedroom, gave you a chaste kiss and wished you goodnight as you were left blinking, standing outside your bedroom and completely shocked by tonights turn of events.
You saw both Dabi and Overhaul naked.
You grinded on the flame using until you came.
Then, after comforting the yakuza boss you let him give you oral and nearly had sex with him.
You groan in embarrassment, covering your hand into your burning face. "Dammit, now I feel like a slut." How were Hawks and Shigaraki going to handle this? Breakfast in the morning is going to be awkward as hell. You think to yourself as you retreat into your bedroom, locking the door this time.
No one visited you.
You slept like the dead, completely out.
No dreams plaguing your mind that night, which you were grateful for.
No visions of past lives.
Reincarnations.
Just good ol' sleep.
Come morning, Dabi, Shigaraki and Hawks left to start their new jobs.
Chisaki watched without expression as he examined it. It was a simple token of appreciation and a slightly simple romantic gesture on his part. After last night's... Extra-curricular activities. Everyone else was already at work and except for you and him. The brunette yakuza woke up early, proceeded to get ready as usual, heading out the door to walk into the closest florist and picked out a simple bouquet. Nothing over the stop. Simple, yet meaningful. Easy to carry back home on foot as he snuck back into the house, rearranging everything on the table, then made breakfast and coffee.
He calmed his breathing when your alarm clock went off, signalling you were walking up for the day. Ignoring his face becoming heated, his palms sweating or his irregular heartbeat as he focused on cooking a simple batch of pancakes, bacon and cheesy scrambled eggs. Flipping on the coffee maker as he set the table, sat down and waited.
Kai had timed every right. Down to the last minute by the time you walked down the hallway minutes later, rubbing your eyes and heading towards the kitchen as you muttered beneath your breath, still half awake and half sleep despite the warm shower you took, "Coffee, coffee, coffee." He felt his lips quirk an inch higher in amusement. It became an odd montra you'd react every morning as you walked past the kitchen table and directly towards the coffee marker, going the simple motions of making your coffee. He'd already set everything you needed: sugar at the bottom of the cup, spoon laid out on the spoon holder on the right, your favorite cup in the middle, then your chilled coffee creamer on your left.
The arouma of coffee and freshly made breakfast, everything still steaming and popping hot hit his nose and made his stomach shift in hunger, but he ignored it for the time being.
After completing your overly sugar coated coffee you twirled slowly, leaned against the counter and took your first sip of coffee with your eyes closed. You inhaled it then brought it to your lips and sipped it, Kai watched you swallow it and hum in satisfaction. He embarrassingly squirmed in his seat, reminiscing what you had down last night... with your mouth and hands. Swallowing thickly and licking his lips, inwardly groaning when you moaned. God, he swears you are making the inappropriate and sinful noise on purpose to get a rise out of him.
Lowering his gaze back down to the column he's read three times to appear busy when you finally open your eyes and notice everything on the kitchen table.
Observing as you took the small bouquet of roses and lilies into your arms, setting them in a vase, all but one from the half dozen to sample the fragrance. A smile rising as you touch the soft petals with your fingertips.
"Thank you, Kai." You hummed to yourself. "How did you know roses and lilies were my favorite?"
His cheeks colored beneath his black duster mask. His body instantly remembered your heated, soft caressed along his body, giving him service, pleasure and further fueling his obsession. "You were staring at them intently and with longing when you thought no one was looking on route to the gym yesterday." Kai spoke, his voice calm, logical and light.
You noticed him sitting in your seat on the couch, reading the newspaper when you knew he was watching you. "Won't you join me for breakfast?" You glance over your shoulder, peering at him with a coy smile and come hither stare. You recognized the intense hunger, his golden hues bright and dark. Promising one of the original sins of the bible. His eagerness and precious control threatened to break and give into his inner demons, depravity and awakened addiction fix and lustful craving.
He came towards you and lightly touched her face with his fingers. "How can I deny you when you stare at me with unshameful boldness and want?"
You reached up and wrapped your arms around his neck. "I'm walking on cloud nine." You smiled, eyes growing heavy lidded. "If I could, I would fly."
He surprised you by lowering his mask and placed a chaste, reverenced kiss on your forehead. His eyes seemed darker, larger, and kinder. " I want..." He stopped, then grew flustered and turned away. He laughed in spite of himself.
A gentle silence fell between them.
You cupped his unmasked cheek. His heated skin felt warm beneath your touch, "Hey, it's okay to take our time and be happy. Enjoy the afterglow and honeymoon phase of our relationship." You stare back at the flowers and breakfast. "Let's eat and talk." You wink. "If we hurry, we can do more... unsolicited and naughty explorations before you drop me off at work, deal?"
"You drive a hard bargain, angel." Kai whispers in your ear, lowering his head to place a claiming bite down on your neck, not enough to break the skin, but hard to leave teeth mark of ownership.
You moan, eyes closed half shut in pleasure. Your hands gripping the back of his black dress shirt, nails digging into the fabric. You held a familiar hardness pressing half mass and throbbing against your lower abdomen. "If we keep this up breakfast will get cold." You gasp, his hands clamping onto your waist, dragging your closer, chests flushed together.
You swear you heard a growl of frustration radiate from the back of his throat.
--- end of chapter 21 ----
I really need to stop writing and editing when I'm half asleep on my phone. X////x Opps.
But it's finally done!
The heat and tension, mixed fillings and secrets out between Kai and mc.
Thoughts!
Poor Kai and mc were sooo close to finally banging... and Dabi had to ruin it. XD Jealous, greedy blue flamed hellcat.
I meant to post this after Kai's birthday fanfic, but... I fell asleep. I swear to God, I hit saved, but it posed halfway finished... so if anyone is confused that's why. Dammit. X////x
Happy birthday, Kai! Gotta feed myself and my fellow Overhaul fangirlies!
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