Title: TOUGH SKINNED
A Katsuki Bakugou ✘ Reader book.
Four years ago, your parents died in a tragic accident, leaving you with nothing but your baby brother and a world of responsibility.
Now, you juggle a "normal" life-renting an apartment with yo...
The club was now dimly lit, a haze of smoke hanging in the air, mingling with the scent of expensive cologne and the faint tang of alcohol. The stage, now the centerpiece, bathed in a soft, seductive glow that highlighted the pole at its center. The bass of the music thrummed through the floor, a slow, steady pulse that resonated in his chest.
He hadn't wanted to be here. His friends we're the ones who forced him to go up there, with laughter and cheers following him as he strode up to the stage, and to the chair at the center. He sat himself down, man spreading as he held eye contact with her as she appeared.
She used her quirk to move the light sources around and placed them all on herself, as she moved like a panther, all sleek curves and dangerous grace, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that seemingly did not affect him. Her outfit was minimal, a teasing promise of what laid beneath.
She strutted closer, her heels clicking softly against the polished wood, and began to sway to the music. Her hips moved in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, and she saw him scanning her, from her eyes to her heels, as she performed for him, gripping the pole before her.
When the beat dropped, she closed the distance between them, straddling his lap with a fluid motion.
Her hands rested lightly on his shoulders, her touch ironically relaxing him. She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered something he couldn't quite catch over the music. Slowly, she began to move against him, her body, a perfect blend of softness and strength.
