Unwanted || Tomura Shigaraki

Chapter Two

"Kurono. Mimic. Please could you both wait outside, it won't be long till our guests arrive," he ordered while continuing to stare intently at me.

An unsettling shiver ran up the length of my spine, goosebumps prickling the skin over my arms and legs. The two men did as instructed and swiftly left the room without another word. The sound of the door clicking into the lock behind, letting me know that we were alone. His golden eyes refused to leave mine. The mask made it near enough impossible for me to read his mood.

Kai beckoned me to him with a slender silken covered finger. Reluctantly, I closed the distance between us, standing a good few metres away from him still. My instincts screamed at me to unsheathe my claws and rip out his throat, but I knew better than that. He would always be able to stop me, no matter how hard I tried to escape he would always stop me.

I didn't have the energy to deal with any of his punishments today, my body was still recovering from the rough treatment that I had succumbed to multiple times the night before. The result of an accident involving me knocking over his tea. It's chestnut coloured contents spilled across the entirety of his desk, and a speck managed to get on his white sneakers.

Fucking clean freak.

"Come closer."

Exhaling shakily, I bit the bullet and inched closer towards him. The citrusy scent of him surrounded me without delay. I had to fight back the urge to wrinkle my nose up in disgust. Everything about his pungent scent turned my stomach.

And to think I found it pleasant at one time.

"You look radiant today my little pet," he purred, tracing a white-gloved finger back and forth along the side of my exposed thigh. "How are you feeling today? Did you rest well?"

Kurono was right, someone is being surprisingly nice today.

"I'm fine and I slept well thank you," I bluntly replied. I wasn't interested in any form of small talk. I looked everywhere but his face, eventually choosing to stare at an abstract painting on the adjacent wall.

"Come now Mina, you can't still be upset about the other night. Things may have got a little out of hand but you know that messes result in punishments." He pinched my chin and pulled me round to look down at him.

Out of hand? Is he being serious right now? He left me bloodied and bruised. I've only just been able to get out of bed. A little out hand... what a fucking joke.

I scoffed, ripping my face out from his grip to glare over at the wall once again, my lips clamped together tightly.

Kai was beginning to lose his patience and pulled me down onto him so that I was straddling his lap instead. My hands were placed over his toned chest to steady myself. One of his hands gripped my small waist painfully while the other squeezed the flesh on my ass. His hold on me was tight and I was in no fit state to escape him.

"Don't look away from me, Mina." Kai said sternly. Forcing myself to look at him "What is it you want from me?" I replied coldly.

"You know exactly what I want my pretty little pet." Half-lidded eyes filled with a primal lust peered up.

"Yeah, it's what you always want..." I muttered quietly beneath my breath.

"Don't mumble Mina, speak up."

"Is that all I am to you, just some caged up whore that you can fuck whenever it pleases you?"

A perplexing look crossed across his face. "Does that bother you?"

"Of course it does. You never let me go outside, you only see me when you're horny, you speak to me like I'm nothing but a piece of shit on your shoe and... you hurt me..." cracks sought their way into my voice.