'Zero Ground, Zero Motive.. 𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨.'

Chapter 3, 𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨 Hope

Strobe lights lighting up the club, body parts moving in soft rhythms and the occasional whistle and clap from the on lookers along with the bustling shouts and chatter.
The workers up and ready, Katsuki sighing as he stumbled inside, the soft buzz within him making it hard for him to stand up right as one of his colleagues made their way over to him, seemingly early for once.

"Kat! Let's get you a drink darling.."
He shuddered lightly as the bright blonde gently led him over to the bar stools, sitting him down as he ordered drinks for the two of them.
"You okay, monsieur?"
Katsuki grumbled, slowly nodding as he sighed, curling his fingers around the freshly poured glass of larger.
"You know how private workers are, babe.."
The blonde sighed softly, nodding lightly as he reassuringly rubbed the boy's shoulder. "Let me guess, violette, eye bags, tall and dreamy?"
"You name it.. fucking Hitoshi.."

Yuga spared a small and soft nod in his direction, gently taking a sip of his own glass, staining it pink with his lipstick, as Katsuki watched the older without hesitation, watching as he gulped down the bitter liquid before averting his eyes away, clearing his voice softly as he took a sip of his own.
The silence between the two didn't last long, Yuga gently placing his drink down on a napkin as he looked over at Katsuki, smiling softly.
"Darling.. does he at least follow your regulations?"
He spared a nod in response, slamming his finger pint down, ordering another as the older watched in pondering concern.

"Yeah, he follows me damn regulations, otherwise his ass would be handed into the damn police."
Yuga hummed lightly, shaking his head lightly with a small sigh. "Hunny, even if we wanted to do that, we'll still have to give them a say in what he did. I don't think you'll be comfortable with that, will you, darling?"
He sighed, resting his head on his arms, short sleeves riding up his arms as the ash blonde shook his head softly.
"I'm sorry darling, all I can do is be here for you.. if anything does happen, I'm here to help."

He nodded briefly, sipping his drink as he grumbled. "Thanks babe.. I need it.."
Yuga nodded, smiling softly as he gently kissed the boy's cheek, receiving a small one in return from the ash blonde. Lipstick gently printed on Katsuki's cheek as he sighed, ignoring it as they both finished their drinks as time swirled by, the older gently standing, and offering his hand to the other who hesitantly took it.
With that, the two made their way around to the changing rooms, both slipping into Katsuki's privately made one as Yuga gently shut the door behind them both.

The ash blonde sighing as he walked in, pulling off his shirt, throwing it over the chair in the corner of the room as Aoyama made his way in, opening Katsuki's closet.
"Oh darling, you have a long night ahead of you, we need the perfect outfit for you- what are you feeling? Sparkles, pink, purple, blue, red-"
"Just.. red, or orange maybe, sparkles.. meh, sure, but not too many-"
The other playfully held a hand to his chest in a fake offended way as Katsuki chuckled lightly.

"Too many? Oh hunny, there's no such thing as too many sparkles-!"

"Bitch pleaseee, there is, I'm not going out, full disco ball tonight!"

"What's wrong with going disco ball? Everyone can see your magnificent self that way, I mean, look at me-"

"Yeah.. but, you look good in sparkles.. I'm just.. not a person that does..?"

Yuga gave him a deadpan look before sighing as he shook it off, gently rummaging through his clothes before taking out an outfit for the ash blonde.
This resulting in some fishnet tights, black boy-shorts two sizes too small and an orange, leather crop top, with one of the sleeves laced in a soft black lace.
Katsuki sighed, slowly changing into the clothing behind a privacy made screen as Yuga kindly waited for him to be finished as he shyly walked out, the blonde happily clapping at the sight of him.

"My lord! Darling you're beautiful! Let's get your makeup ready, come, come now-"

Katsuki was ushered into his desk chair as Aoyama happily wiped his lipstick stain away from the boy's cheek, gently applying soft and natural makeup onto his face before smiling lightly and gently slicking a soft baby pink lipgloss on his lips as Katsuki blushed lightly.
"My darling, you look amazing. If I could, I'd have you all to myself-"

"You too babe, thank you.."

"No problem, no problem at all dear, now- we can't forget about your shoes!"

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He was soon dressed and ready, his client as was said, was ready and sat awaiting the ash blonde.
He gulped lightly, Yuga gently waving to him as he disappeared into another room down the hallway, Katsuki gently curling his fingers around the door handle as he took a deep breath, slowly turning and pushing it open as he shyly walked in, closing and locking it behind himself.
The soft whistle from the violette made his cheeks flush as he shyly strutted over, not hesitating to drop to his knees in front of him as Hitoshi smirked, gently putting out his cigarette on the ash tray as he purred at the other, making a beckoning motion to the blonde.

Katsuki gently shuffled closer as he jolted at the sudden increase of vibration within him, half lidded eyes meeting Shinsou's as the older chuckled, gently running a hand through his messy hair.
"My beautiful kitten~ all mine tonight, aren't you sweetheart?"
He opened his mouth to speak before being cut off with a sharp hit to backside as he yelped, whimpering softly.
"Ah- ah- ah~ kittens don't speak, you know that."

He hissed softly, recoiling as Hitoshi narrowed his eyes, chuckling lightly at him. "Fiesty tonight I see, what's got you so riled up, baby?"
The ash blonde huffed, turning his head and stalking away before yelling as he was pulled back, a hand around his wait as he was propped up onto the violette's lap.
"Hey, hey- tell Master what's wrong~"
Katsuki hissed, his body becoming weaker as the vibrations increased, moaning lightly as Hitoshi gently moved him so they were face-to-face  smirking at his facial expressions.

The blonde whined, body shaking lightly as his mouth hung open, soft moans leaving his parted lips as Hitoshi watched the boy slowly unravel before him, becoming more submissive by the second.
"Beautiful, aren't you kitten~?"
The ash blonde gulped, moaning lightly as he nodded softly, knowing it was always better to agree with what the violette said to him, whimpering as his body grinded against the older's growing erection.

"Baby, it looks like I need you attention, kitten~"
The blonde didn't hesitate to slide off of his lap, fingers fumbling with his trousers as he pulled them down, Hitoshi smirking as he slid his hand into the blonde's hair, gently tugging as he parted his legs for the boy.
"All in kitten~"
He pouted, before obediently holding onto his thighs, pushing them further apart as he slid in between his legs, gently taking him in, slowly deepthroating him, his throat tightening as Hitoshi bucked his hips almost immediately.

The blonde choked, spluttering at the feeling as he pulled away despite the protesting hand on the back of his head as he forcefully pulled away, hunching over as he spluttered.
"Kitten-" The hiss of his voice making Katsuki shudder as he shook his head, pointing to the door. "Fu-fuck off.."
Hitoshi narrowed his eyes, shaking his head as he looked at the ash blonde.
"Don't talk to me like that-"
Katsuki shakily stood, shaking his head.
"Get. The fuck. Out of here, before I report you to the fucking police-!"

"No one would believe you, you're just a sad little sex doll."
Katsuki snarled, balling up his fists as he glared at him.
"Get the fuck out of here right now!"
Hitoshi grumbled, pulling up his boxers and jeans, zipping up the fly as he glared at him.

"Whore."

Katsuki sniffled, stiffening as he watching him leave the room as the door slammed behind him, quickly rushing into the ensuite bathroom as he didn't hesitate to pull the vibrator out of himself, throwing it down into the bin, gulping.
He hesitated before firing up his quirk, blowing up the device as he flinched at each sound it made, leaving the room to his own private quarters, locking the door behind himself as he threw himself into the abundance of blankets on the soft bed.