Souls Hero Academia (Rewrite)

Chapter 35: Vampiric(?) Urges

A/N: Disturbing themes ahead! Read at your own peril.

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Himiko stared at the teen in front of her, her entire form laid bare for the white mop of hair as he rinsed himself down. She didn't even consider covering her chest with her arms or groin with her thighs. Why would she? He was also naked in front of her.

And dear god did he make her feel all tingly inside. The rough patches of skin dotted all around his body, scar marks tiny and large crisscrossing his bare form, it made her feel something deep within that was even worse than the time she got obsessed with her old classmate.

Gulping down her drool, she managed a grin as she continued to behold the wonder before her. His dick? Not important. True, it was cute seeing the tiny little bugger, but what caught her attention were the aforementioned signs of deadly combat, and her clearly fucked up mind told her that this was the main focus point.

Deriving pleasure from bloodshed was something she came to terms with when her quirk took a hold of her brain. It was regulated via ingesting blood, but her parents didn't like it because it wasn't normal. Well, too bad, Quirks are the norm, and if a quirk says you need blood, then you need blood.

They didn't give her blood and look where it got her. Half-starved and crazed, wielding a knife to gut the nearest poor sap that crossed her eyes. Of course, she had standards, but she managed to lower it to villains and the scum of the earth. The police didn't like it when the victims were innocents, after all.

Still, fuck them. Why'd they even take her parents side? Was it not obvious that she was suffering? Maybe because of quirk stigma? Yeah, maybe that... Stupid fucking society... She'd bleed them all for sure.

She blinked when she noticed Midoriya wash himself down with a shower head, the liquid cascading down his form making her heart skip beats. He then stood up and headed for the bathtub, a smile on his face as he dived in without hesitation.

Her brain rioted; the scarred body of the young man hidden underneath all that water. Bring it back! Bring it back! She wanted to see more of it!

She stood up and slowly made her way to the bathtub. Midoriya looked at her with a raised eyebrow, but that smile was still in place. Dare she say it, he looked kind of innocent with him tilting his head like that, but she needed to see more of it... Feel more of it...

Her body was already clean from rinsing herself down after Midoriya, so all she had to do was sink in the bathtub with him, and since she was no shy girl. It didn't help that Midoriya didn't care about being naked with a hot girl like her. Hell, he didn't even blink when he got a full face of her naked front, groin and all.

So, without hesitation, she plunged in a leg, and Midoriya moved over, allowing her a tiny space to squeeze herself in. She plunged in another and slowly sunk herself in the water.

Their forms touched shoulder to shoulder, her soft and supple skin against his rough and tough muscles. But then she felt it, the scarred tissue on his body... She ran a finger on it, and Midoriya didn't care, just looking at her with an amused grin.

It was amazing.

"You like touching people?" Midoriya's voice was like a gong in her head, her arms retracting as she stared at the fingers that managed to feel the marks that depicted extreme violence. "Nah, you just like touching scars. Want to feel them some more?"

A young teenage boy would've jumped at the chance to get a girl to feel them because they were horny little shits. One look under the water and Midoriya was as soft as a pillow. Did he not get excited over this? Over her...?