Fated Lovers🍋 (Shinso x OC x Kaminari)

Chapter- 14 Heart's Words

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Trauma blocking is a genuine phenomenon in which people will repress certain memories so that they are not burdened by the haunting pieces of their past that would seek to destroy the fragility of their present.

For Shinso, most of his childhood was a blur.

He canted his head to the side as his purple eyes jumped between Fae's wide insecure golden ones. "Forester?"

Fae wasn't a masochist. Pain was something she had become numb to due to her own horrified history, but she didn't actively seek out painful circumstances like a B-rated romcom. Thus when she saw no sparks of recognition in Shinso's suspicious purple eyes, she slathered on a fake bright smile and nodded. "Yep! That's me."

Shinso wrapped his large scarred hand around her much smaller one. The cold silver rings on his fingers sent frigid chills across her body in the complete opposite way as a particular electric blonde that had warmed her days before.

"Y-you don't have to call me Forester! In fact, I'd prefer you call me Fae."

"Fae?" Shinso tested out her name before smirking. "Yeah, I can do that."

Twin dimples of compromised happiness momentarily pushed away her sadness at Shinso not remembering her, but she was not truly surprised. She knew he was not ready yet.

Shinso's thumb mindlessly rubbed across her silky skin, and Fae's cheeks blushed softly at how much she enjoyed the feeling. Shinso's scars creased as his smirk grew. He liked the shockingly demure reaction from the loudmouth. The tips of his long fingers dragged across the pulse at her wrist, and he felt it racing.

"Are you nervous, Fae?"

She should have not told him her name. She liked it entirely way too much when his deep raspy voice purred it. "N-no, not nervous."

Shinso's smirk turned dirty as he rumbled, "then what has your heart racing? It couldn't possibly be this could it?" To punctuate his meaning, he released her hand in favor of running his touch up her delicate forearm to cup the back of her elbow. Shinso pulled her small frame closer to his own, and he was glad he had worn his tight briefs today because having her tucked beneath him was causing that intoxicating flowery sexy scent to fill his mind.

Fae splayed her small hands across his ripped stomach, and her fingers rode the ridges of his abs as they settled on his hips. Quietly she murmured, "Y-you're more intense than..than I expected."

Having foresight was not the same thing as experiencing the future. Catching whisps of future events did not prepare the rather inexperienced woman for how incredibly dominant Hitoshi was. His touches were gentle, but he made it perfectly clear what he expected from her. With two fingers, he tilted her chin up so that he could see surprisingly pure golden eyes.

"You are very good at games. So good that I hadn't expected you to be so...submissive."

"I-I'm not s-s-submissive!"

He smirked at her. As his thumb gently dragged down her lithe neck and wrapped around her throat, he said huskily, "say that again without stuttering, and I might believe you."

When her eyes began to glow nervous gold, Shinso squeezed her throat making her gasp, "Toshi."

He shook his head, and those dark purple tips of his hair danced in the dim light of his office. "I don't know exactly how your quirk works, but don't be naughty and look ahead. Stay here, with me."

He smiled at her seductively as he tightened his hold ever so slightly and lifted her off her toes a bit. "You do want to stay with me, don't you sweetheart?"