🍋Kinky Little Rich Girl (BNHA AU X READER) 18+🍋 (Completed)

83. Million Dollar Bet!

 Quickly running into the changing room yourself, your face a flustered mess and you'd think you wouldn't be able to feel aroused after the morning you'd had. Yet, here you were a horny, flustered mess all thanks to your childhood friend.

'That asshole...I'm gonna get him back,' Is what you thought but all the way through the training session, Hitoshi gave no signs that he was in fact turned on your efforts at all. Bending down in front of him, after getting too hot taking your vest off leaving you in just short and sports bra.

When talking about random things, you'd bite your bottom lips but not once did the stoic, bored expression on the handsome guy's face change. It was as if you were trying to call his bluff, even though it been you'd that been a hot flustered mess throughout the whole hour of training.

If only you had the powers to read people thoughts, or desires because it was taking all of the males will power to not pin you in the middle of the field you were training and claim you as his. For the most part, though he was able to control his expression, only slipping up a few times but to his luck, it was when you were bent over or doing something else to clearly try to get under his skin from the little tease he did to you this morning.

One thing you knew about Hitoshi though, he didn't like to lose, and you could only assume that he saw this as some sort of game. The time flew by as you worked over different defences, manoeuvres and just general fitness tests.

"So little rich cat...I heard on the grapevine you're trying out for the cheer squad?" Hitoshi commented passing your water bottle.

"You heard correct, grumpy cat," rolling your eyes, it wasn't that you wanted to but you'd put your foot in it and agreed to the kids earlier. It had also crossed your mind that your dad had set them up to it, knowing full well that you couldn't refuse the cute adorable pleas of children.

If he had then he was dead right!

"Woohoo...I thought you said you didn't want the whole cheer and jock scene...even though your fuckin' is it half the squad and some of the cheerleaders," a sassy look crossed his face, earning a middle finger salute.

"Are you jealous Hitoshi Woshi?" you tease making him choke and cough out some water.

'Shit...Does she know I'm jealous I'm not fuckin' her' trying to regain his composure from you guess that he wanted to fuck you but was surprised by your next words.

"So... who is it? Bakugou? Kaminari? Kirishima or is it Mina or Kyoka? I gotta know," a mischievous twinkle gleamed in your eyes. Earlier he'd said guys, so since he'd shown no reaction to your attempts of flirting, you assumed he generally was into someone else. "Or...have you always had a thing for little lima bean and strawberry vanilla...or both and you want to middle them?" you were reaching and the ideas and the thought of the purple-haired guy with multiples of your lovers, was getting you more excited than him.

"I know!" calling out as you smirk, spinning on the spot before pointing at a finger at him. The look of confusion on his face, but also relief from you not knowing the power you actually held over him. "You want an older man like Tamaki...you sly dog, sleepy cat," you giggle at thinking you'd worked it out but then your face dropped.

Hitoshi was in hysterics laughing at you and your deductions of his lusts and desires. It had been so long since he'd truly laughed like this, that tears were forming at his eyes and he had to hold his stomach as his sides felt as if they could split.

Placing your hands on your hips, pouting like a toddler at the man laughing at you. It was adorable as your face was glowing a blush. "What's so funny asshole?" moaning at the giant of a guy.