The dull ache in my body wakes me up. Well I'm awake but I don't have the energy to open my eyes just yet. Last night was so intense that I need to lie here for a bit. My thoughts race with questions... what's next? Did that mean anything? Was it a mistake? No it felt too good to be a mistake. There's something more to the tension between Tomura and I. But how will this work... fucking the leader of the League of Villains.
"Hello."
I whip my head to see Tomura inches from my face.
"Were you just staring at me?""
His brows furrowed as if annoyed I'd imply such a thing. "What does it look like?"
"It looks like you were staring at me."
He scoffs. "What do you know..."
"That you like to stare."
He rolls over to tower above me. "Smart mouth... You got me a gift so I'll let that slide." His hand snakes up to my throat. I let out a breathy moan before realizing I can feel his palm.
He's not wearing the gloves.
Carefully sticking out his pinky, he wraps his remaining fingers around my throat and squeezes.
"You know, you should mind your manners around me."
Why is the danger arousing me... I'm literally facing death right now with a wet pussy.
"Now you're just turning me on." I know what I'm doing. This might bite me in the ass later but something about instigating feels so good.
It was his turn to let out a hitched breath. "You want pain, just ask for it." he says masking his arousal with a threatening tone.
I smile innocently. "I'll keep that in mind." Ok now I'm definitely going to pay for this.
To my disappointment he releases my neck and turns to leave.
"Get dressed. You'll be training your Quirk today." he says slamming the door behind him.
As much as I'm turned on right now I'm also feeling a bit deflated. Last night was unreal but I might have projected feelings onto something purely sexual. I just- I thought he'd have a bigger reaction to the gloves. And after everything I've learned about AFO, my heart aches to help him, to heal Tomura. What a stupid idea, I think feeling disappointed in myself for expecting more.
I change my clothes and head downstairs wondering what today will entail. I find Tomura and Kurogiri at the bar. They explain to me my training will take place at an abandoned warehouse nearby. We warp there and I'm confused to see we're the only ones.
"Who am I healing??" I ask hesitantly.
As if expecting my reserve, Tomura smirks before a warp gate opens above us and drops out a person wailing in pain. Too shocked to ask questions, I'm instructed to heal until Tomura tells me to stop. For some reason I feel reluctant until my blade draws blood and my reservation is replaced with lust. Time passes and the moments blur together as I hurt and heal my way through an endless number of people. I start to get dizzy and shake, barely able to hold my knife. He's pushing me past my limit, forcing me to expend more energy than I can. With weak knees I fall to the floor, my knife clanking.
"Think about this the next time you decide to give me attitude." He watches me exhausted on the floor with bloody hands.
My vision is blurring and my ears are ringing. But the more exhausted my body the more ecstasy I feel. The blood looks even more beautiful in this delirium. After each person I was healing, I feel myself drop, like I'm imploding. Yet with each passing minute Tomura flashes an ever growing sinister smile at me. My questioning, insecure thoughts are too weak to be expressed, overpowered by the sheer bloodlust I feel right now. I look up at him with such a dazed sultry smile, it could almost be slutty. I can't help the way it feels to heal and Tomura's deviant gaze make my core burn.
My unhinged bloodlust, the warmth and delirium spreading across my body... the torture is driving me crazy. Tomura's wide grin makes it worse, knowing he's enjoying it. That's the last thing I see before dropping my head to the floor and going limp from overusing my Quirk.
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I wake up not knowing where I am. Disoriented, it takes me a minute to focus my eyes and realize I'm in Tomura's bed.
"I'm sorry I just couldn't help it." I turn to see him sitting across the room, his apology empty and tainted with desire. "You just look so pretty lying unconscious on the floor."
His words feel like praise and I smile at the deranged compliment. I prop myself up on my elbows in attempt to get up but my body is still weak, so I fall onto my back. Tomura chuckles,
"Easy now. You really strained yourself today." As if it were my choice...
"But you did so well... I think you deserve a reward."
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Touch Starved (Tomura Shigaraki x Fem!OC)
FanfictionGem is yet another villain bolstered by hero killer Stain. Having been outcast by her parents and society, her goal is to upset the system so that all can live freely. After Stain's arrest, Gem finds herself in front of the League of Villains in a d...