I need her

When she's on me I don't feel so lonely

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Trigger warnings: smoking, language, sex, a lot of feelings, feelings of worthlessness, human trafficking, mentions of killing

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Shouta Aizawa was just finishing up his cigarette around the corner from the strip club. He had stopped asking Hizashi to drop him off there, because... well, for starters, Hizashi didn't know when to shut up. It was enough that he constantly made hints and jokes about him falling for a stripper all the damn time. So if he could avoid that in any way, Shouta was all for it.

He looked down at his cigarette. Fuck it. He could finish that little bit outside. He walked around the corner and the corners of his mouth turned into a smirk when he noticed a familiar figure standing there. Had she been out here all along? She was holding a cigarette in her hand and was looking up into the sky, blowing smoke out of her mouth, as she leaned back against the wall.

Shouta just stood and stared at her in absolute amazement, watching her look back down and glance over at him, before she broke out into a smile and waved him over to her. Shouta felt as if he had been hypnotized when he walked towards her, taking another drag from his cigarette. She was so beautiful. She was so damn beautiful, the black lace of her lingerie showing underneath her thick black coat.

"Shou! You're back already?" she asked, when he got closer. He nodded, taking a last drag of his cigarette, before tossing it aside.

"Can't stay away from you, it seems. Not that I've been trying very hard." he replied, smirking a little. Y/N chuckled and looked him up and down, before stubbing out her cigarette on the brick wall she was leaning on.

"You got some time for me?" he wanted to know. Y/N chuckled. She seemed to be in pretty good spirits today. That was good... he hated to see her scared and miserable. He hated the fact that he couldn't constantly protect her.

"I've always got time for you, Shou." she replied and wrapped his arms around his neck, looking into his eyes deeply. Fuck, Shouta couldn't wait to go through the whole procedure of paying and what not. It took ages and it was annoying. Plus, he didn't want to give these people any more money than he had to. Not when they treated her like this. He fucking hated it.

He pulled her closer, fingers entangling in her hair, and kissed her roughly and passionately. He wanted her, he was hungry for the feeling of her lips against his, her soft moans, the way her body felt underneath him, the way her legs were shaking when she was about to cum, the way she was clinging to him...

"Fuck... Shouta..." she gasped as they separated for a short amount of time to catch their breath.

"I know, I probably should go and pay up..." he muttered. Y/N shook her head quickly, before looking around the place, as if she was looking out for someone, before she looked back up in Shouta's eyes.

"Don't. Come on, I'll sneak you inside. I don't want you to pay." she said quietly, before tugging on his jacket and moving inside through a side door. Shouta wasn't even sure what was happening, as she pulled him inside. She wouldn't... get in trouble for this, would she? He sure hoped not.

"Y/N, are you sure this is okay?" he wanted to know, as they walked up the stairs, Y/N sneaking up on her toes, so she wouldn't make any noise. She seemed to know exactly which steps to avoid, so they wouldn't make a creaking noise. Shouta gulped. She was so secretive about this, surely she'd get in trouble if anyone found out, especially her boss... Fuck.

"Don't ask questions now. Come on. I'll explain when we're in my room." she whispered, before walking along the hallway and towards the room they had spent so many nights in. Shouta wasn't sure what exactly was going on, but he apparently just had to trust Y/N with this.

"O-okay..." was all he managed to get out, before she pulled him into the room and quickly locked the door behind her. She let her warm coat fall to the floor, revealing the black lingerie she was wearing - all lace with a garterbelt and stockings and laced up boots with heels and a choker. Fuck, she was so beautiful.

"Are you sure this is okay? I don't want you to get in trouble because of me. I can pay no problem, Y/N. Please." Shouta said, taking a few steps towards her and tracing the outline of her figure slowly. Somehow she got more beautiful every time he saw her and he didn't know how long he could deal with it.

"It'll be fine. They probably won't find out. I want you, Shouta. Without the money. Because I... well, I like you, okay? A lot. And I know it's stupid and you probably think it's stupid, but please... just let me do this for you, okay? Please, Shouta." she replied, looking down, a little embarrassed.

Something inside Shouta snapped when he heard her say that. She thought it was stupid? Fuck that. He had been hoping for her to say anything like that for months. He wanted her more than anything. He pulled her close to his body, letting his hands wander over her smooth curves, before picking her up and more or less throwing her onto the bed. She squealed a little, when she landed, but Shouta quickly kicked off his shoes and towered over her.

"You want me?" he growled, before kissing her hungrily, not even giving her time to answer. He entangled his fingers in her hair, as soon as he broke off the kiss to catch a breath. She nodded.

"Yes, Shouta..." she breathed.

"You like me?" he asked next, pulling at her hair a little bit, as he was attacking her neck with kisses and gentle bites.

"A-ah, yes... yes, Shouta, I like you... fuck..." Y/N moaned. He grabbed one of her breasts harshly, squeezing it, before rubbing his thumb over her nipple and leaning in close to her ear.

"Without the money? You don't love having my money in exchange for this?" he whispered in her ear, before biting down on her earlobe.

"No, Shou... I... I don't want you for the money... I want you for... you." she replied. Shouta looked at her and saw a flash of realization in her eyes. She looked back at him, a little scared almost.

"Shouta, I... I love you. I'm... I love you." she then said, a look of relief washing over her face once she had said it. Fuck. Shouta thought he would never hear those words and at the same time he had been playing a scenario like this in his head over and over and over. He thought he would have been better prepared for this.

But when she actually said it and looked at him with her big eyes, waiting for him to reply to her, as if he held her life in his hands - it was too much for him. He drew a complete blank and just stared at her, completely fascinated. A part of him was telling him to snap out of it, especially as she seemed to be more and more insecure about what she had said. But he couldn't for some reason.

"Shouta... say something, please..." she added after a while. He bit his lip and looked down at her.

"Take all of that off." Shouta just answered and gestured towards her lingerie. He sat back and quickly took off his shirt, pants and boxers, while watching her get out of the black lacy lingerie. It looked so beautiful on her, but she looked even better without anything at all. And she... she loved him? How did he get this lucky?

Shouta grabbed a condom from the bedside table and put it on quickly, still watching her. She seemed more insecure than before under his gaze, but he couldn't take his eyes off of her. When he was done, he towered over her again, slowly spreading her legs out in front of him.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Y/N..." he mumbled, before lining himself up at her entrance. He rubbed his thumb over her clit a few times, making sure that she was wet enough for this, before slowly sliding inside her, as deep as he could go, before stilling inside of her and leaning in as close as he could.

"I love you. I love you so fucking much." he said quietly. Her eyes widened in surprise and her bottom lip quivered a little, before he captured it with a kiss. He looked back at her, brushing a few strands of hair out of her face.

"Shouta..." she gasped. He pulled out of her a little, before slamming back inside of her roughly, making her moan and cry out.

"I didn't think I did. I didn't think you cared for me like that. But I just had to keep coming back. I couldn't get enough of you." he continued. Y/N whimpered, as he started pounding into her in long and slow strokes. He could barely stand looking into her eyes, because she looked so content, it almost felt like she was somehow melting into him and if they looked at each other for too long, everything would stop.

"And I thought it was stupid of me to fall for you. You are a stripper after all. I paid you for all that. But when... when you were at my house... I just... I just knew that there was something more there. And... God, I just love you so damn much and I care for you and I don't want anything to happen to you. Ever." he told her, his rhythm getting faster, as he continued to pump inside her. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him in even closer.

"Shouta... I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. I'm not sure I even know what that means, but I love you..." Y/N mumbled, almost like a mantra at this point, as if she was chanting to someone. Someone that could get her out of her miserable situation. Shouta kissed her forehead.

"Please, Y/N... please just tell me that all this is real..." he asked her.

"I promise, Shou, it's all real." she moaned. He could feel her clenching around him, as he moved faster.

"You mean what you said? You're not saying it, because I pay well?" he wanted to know. Y/N quickly shook her head.

"No, no, I would never. Shou, I mean it. I love you." she replied, moaning louder this time. Shouta knew her well enough by now to know she was about to cum. But that wasn't going to happen just yet.

"Fuck... Y/N... I love you more than anything." he muttered.

"I'm... I'm going to cum..." Y/N gasped and Shouta smirked, before stilling inside of her. He kissed her forehead, as she was looking up at him in confusion. He smiled, as he slowly pulled out of her and sat back.

"Shou? Is... Is everything okay?" Y/N wanted to know and propped herself up on her elbows, looking at him. Shouta just smiled and nodded at her.

"It's all fine, baby girl, don't you worry." he said.

"Then why did you stop?"

"Get on your hands and knees, baby." he told her. Y/N's confused expression quickly changed into a smile, as she nodded eagerly and turned around, getting on her hands and knees, her legs spread as wide as she comfortably could and her head resting in her arms, her back arched beautifully.

Shouta let his hand wander over her spine, feeling it underneath her skin, until his hands held onto her hips, as he positioned himself at her entrance again. How did she look so fucking sexy no matter what she did? He slowly slid inside her, making sure she could get used to him first, before leaning down to her face.

"You want to cum, baby?" he asked quietly. Y/N whimpered and nodded, bucking her hips towards him a little.

"Yes, Shou, please... please make me cum..." she whined, just as Shouta started pulling out of her again and slamming inside her, starting off at a merciless rhythm. He knew she wouldn't last too long after he had been teasing her earlier. He knew he probably wouldn't either, not with how fast and rough he was going.

"Shouta, please... Please, I'm so close..." she muttered breathlessly, her legs starting to shake a little and her walls squeezing him tightly. Fuck, she was so damn tight... and she felt so good...

"Cum... cum, baby." he said, as he felt his own climax approaching quickly. Y/N moaned loudly, crying out his name like a chant over and over again, as he felt her clench around him. His cock was throbbing and twitching inside her and he finally came inside her, probably more than he ever had before.

"Shouta... Shouta, I love you... I love you..." Y/N kept saying over and over, as she came down from her high. He pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed beside her, looking up at her and pulling her close in one swift motion. He kissed her forehead and just held her, feeling her heartbeat against his chest.

"I love you so much..." he muttered against her hair, when he felt something wet on his shoulder. He let go of her a little and looked into her face. She was crying. Tears were streaming down her face and they didn't seem to stop. Shouta touched her cheek, gently wiping away some of her tears.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked softly. Y/N clung onto him tightly, burying her face in his chest.

"N-nothing... Nothing's wrong, I just... I'm a little overwhelmed." she replied, sobbing in-between her words. Shouta softly stroked her hair and held her in his arms, gently rocking her back and forth.

"S-Shou... do you... do you really mean it?" she wanted to know.

"Of course, Y/N. Of course I mean it. Why would I say it if I didn't mean it?" he replied, pulling the covers over them when he noticed Y/N shivering from the cold air that was in the room.

"But how? H-how could you l-love someone like me? W-with what I do?" she asked again, looking down at herself, as if she was ashamed. Shouta smiled at her and wiped some more tears away from her cheeks.

"Y/N, I kill people for a living. I don't think I get to judge anyone for what they do." he replied, kissing her forehead. Y/N chuckled quietly in his arms and quickly dried her eyes with the covers.

"I'm sorry, it just... it seems too good to be true, Shou... I... I don't think anything good has ever happened to me." she replied and smiled up at him, the genuine and heartfelt smile he loved so much.

"It's okay... it's all okay. I was just worried, I... I hurt you or something." he replied. Y/N shook her head.

"You could never hurt me."

"Don't say that. Please don't say that."

"Why not?"

"Anyone can hurt anyone. And if I ever do anything to hurt you, please tell me. And take care of yourself before anyone else. Please, Y/N, promise me you'll do that." he said to her. He didn't want her to end up in a similar situation as now. Of course he didn't plan on hurting her in any way, but... he also didn't want to make any promises he might not be able to keep. But he wanted to protect her, that much he was sure of.

"I... I don't know if I know how to... I don't know if I can take care of myself..." Y/N said and gulped audibly. She looked up into his eyes, looking a little scared and shy. Of course, Shouta should have thought of it. She got put into this miserable situation as a teenager. How would she learn how to properly take care of herself? Who would she even learn it from?

"It's okay... it's okay, we'll figure it out together, alright?" Shouta replied and held her close to him. He noticed again just how small she was in his arms. Had she always been this thin? Or did they still not let her eat enough? God, how had she put up with so much suffering for so long?

"Okay... okay... Shouta, I don't... I don't want to do this any longer. I want out of here. Please, Shou..." she whimpered.

"I know, I know. We'll figure something out. Do you need anything? If I give you any cash now... will you be able to keep it? Somewhere no one can find it?" he asked quietly. Y/N gulped and looked around the room, then nodded. Shouta sat up and bent over the bed to grab his pants and get the wallet from his pocket. He took out a few notes that should at least buy her a nice dinner for a good few days... or anything she needed, really. He handed her the money.

"Keep that. Use it for anything you need and wouldn't get otherwise, okay? I'll see if I can find a way - any way - to get you out of her, alright?" Shouta told her. Y/N looked at the notes and nodded, opening a drawer in her bedside table, before pulling up the bottom in it and hiding it underneath there, together with what looked like a few pictures and handwritten notes.

"Thank you. Thank you so much, Shouta." she said quietly before turning back to him. He grinned at her, kissing her forehead and her cheeks, the tip of her nose, before he finally pressed a kiss to her mouth.

"I wish I could take you back to my home for round two..." he muttered. Y/N chuckled and poked the tip of his nose.

"You know that'll cost you extra, right?"