“How could I have been so stupid?” You looked down at your hands tied in front of you and sighed.
Unfortunately, you had let your guard down and now it has come to this.
He has been so charming, so sweet, so loving, so you had trusted that this guy was a nice person. But then, when he invited you for dinner and you told him about how food adversely affected the strength of your quirk, he downplayed it, telling you you had nothing to worry about because he would protect you.
Ha! Protect you. As you had eaten more and more, his hidden malicious grin had grown and grown, promising himself that he would soon have you captured, and as you felt your strength waning he had asked if you wanted to go back to his place.
You had fallen for him… so of course you said yes.
And that’s when he had tied you up and told you how he had been the villain all along. He knew you were part of the police force and needed you to be gone so he could get away with some things.
You felt sick. Stupid. Betrayed. Sitting there helplessly on the floor.
It was while you were still wallowing in self pity that the door had suddenly burst open and in had stepped hero Fatgum in his round form.
“Fatgum!” you gasped when you saw him.
“Y/N, are you hurt? Are you ok? I started looking for you as soon as I heard you had gone missing!” he walked over and gently undid your ties.
“Did you catch him?” you asked weakly, unable to get up at that point.
“The guy who did this to you? I sent another task force after him. I wanted to come and find you myself.”
He gently picked you up and you lay your head against his round chest and cried.
“I was so stupid. I let him break my walls down and I caved in and ate food,” you sobbed.
“You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself,” Fatgum said gently as he carried you out of the room and down the stairs of the building.
“I know it’s wrong, but I’m so lonely and I wanted someone to love me… I thought he was the one,” you admitted softly.
“Well… umm…” Fatgum said, just as softly, a vulnerable tone seeping into usually sure voice.
“Fatgum, sir?” A police officer called as your hero carried you out onto the streets.
“Yes?” Fatgum asked the officer, looking down at him over the top of your still curled up form in his arms.
“We would like to take Y/N back to the station for observation, would you mind placing her into the back of the police car?” the officer asked.
“Umm… I…” you said softly, trying to cling to Fatgum but being unable to because of your weak grip.
“Sir? Could I bring her to the station tomorrow? I am concerned for her health and I would like to take her to my apartment to keep her safe over night,” Fatgum said authoritatively.
“Oh… yes that should be fine, Fatgum,” the officer replied.
You relaxed and smiled feebly to yourself as you rested against Fatgum’s cuddly form again.
He felt you relax into him and held you closer as he finished up with the officer then turned and headed to his apartment.
You didn’t talk much on the walk there and you thought you may have dozed off a few times but eventually he got you to his apartment and he carried you into his guest room.
“Thank you, Fatgum,” you said as he gently lay you down on the bed.
“You’re welcome Y/N… umm… listen… I don’t want you to think ill of me but I wanted to tell you that I’ve admired you for a while now and I would be honoured if you considered me as a dating partner but please don’t feel like you need to reply just now. I am aware of my poor timing with this reveal.”
“Oh?” you gasped with surprise as you lay on your side staring at him. You had admired Fatgum too, especially for the fact that food made him stronger and more able to do his work, but aside from that he was just a very lovely person in general.
“Rest now,” he said softly as he stood up off the side of the bed and smiled down at you, “if you need anything, please call for me.”
“Thank you so much, Fatgum,” you said weakly, a grateful tear slipping down your cheek.
You fell asleep almost immediately and the next time you woke up, you felt much better. The food must have digested in your stomach by then.
Gingerly, you sat up and moved your limbs around to see how each felt, and after determining that you were back to normal, you got off the bed and softly walked out into the lounge area.
All was dark and quiet so you snuck down the hall to see if you could find Fatgum’s room.
“Y/N?” he asked as you gently pushed his bedroom door open.
“Hi, sorry, did I wake you?” you asked into the darkness.
“No, I was just lying here…”
“I feel much better now,” you said as you walked in and over to his bed.
He was still in his round form and as a result had a very big bed, but nonetheless he managed to scoot over and gestured for you to hop into bed beside him.
“Is it ok if I hop into bed with you?” you asked shyly.
“Of course,” he replied with a smile.
You returned his smile and gingerly hopped in and lay down with a gentle sigh.
“I wanted to tell you that I also find you attractive and have thought very highly of you,” you said softly to him.
“Oh! Please don’t feel like you need to say nice things to make me feel better if you don’t want to,” he said, “I want you to feel comfortable around me.”
“No, I’m being honest. I do like you, Fatgum.”
“Toyomitsu… please call me Toyomitsu,” he pleaded gently.
“Is Toyo… ok?” you whispered.
“Of course,” he replied, rolling onto his side to smile at you.
You smiled back then sat up a little and suddenly pressed your lips to his cheek to kiss him, which surprised him but he smiled in return and his body started to let off steam.
“Sorry,” he admitted sheepishly, “my heart rate has gone up from that kiss and it’s burning up the calories…”
“Is that a bad thing?” you asked with horror, “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have been so bold!”
“No, it’s not a bad thing it just means I’ll shrink down to my normal size,” he said, his body starting to deflate immediately.
He leaned over to you and kissed your cheek in return then pulled back.
“Now we’re even,” he said.
You rolled on your side and reached for his hand, which he gave you, and you held hands for a little bit, shifting closer and closer as his body shrank back down to human size.
“Oh… that was quick?” he commented when he looked down and saw his clothes were hanging off his body, then he looked back into your eyes, through his black mask, and smiled again, “may I hug you, Y/N?”
“Yes, please,”you whispered softly, reaching your arms up around his neck as he rolled semi ontop of you to hug you.
His body felt so good on top of yours and you felt a heat in your belly that quickly spread down between your legs.
“This hug is nice,” you said softly again, running your hands up into his hair and squeezing him closer.
“This may be inappropriate but I really want to kiss you right now,” he half mumbled into your neck, “kiss you… on the lips.”
“I would like that,” you invited, turning your head to his as he pulled back from the cuddle to press his lips to yours.
You had heard about people getting that instant spark when they kissed the right person and you had never really understood it until your lips met his.
Immediately, you both wanted more and you initiated a deeper kiss as he shifted his body over yours and positioned himself between your legs.
It wasn’t long until you felt a bulge growing there and you pushed your hips up into his to show him you liked what you felt.
“Please stop me if I am being too forward,” he said, kissing along to your neck and down to your collarbone as he shifted to the side and ran his hand down your front and then rested on your pelvic bone, not daring enough to slip it between your thighs.
“You can touch me… there,” you encouraged, reaching your hand down to his and slowly guiding it down further until his hand was resting over your clothed pussy.
You kinda wished you could have had a quirk that removed all your clothes instantly but unfortunately you had to wait for a few minutes while you both touched each other before reach for the top of your pants and shuffling them down.
Fatgum was feeling the same way and so helped you, then removed his baggy clothes as well, revealing a surprisingly taught body underneath that made you stop for a moment to appreciate his lean muscles.
“I do find you very attractive, Y/N,” he said while you ran your fingers all over his body, “I have protection here if you would like more from me…”
“I would,” you said confidently as you arched up against the hand he had gently placed over your pelvic bone again, his fingers sliding down between your folds and rubbed over your clit.
You bit the inside of your cheek to stop from moaning as he expertly massaged you, and before long he had you so worked up and wet that his fingers were coated with your slick.
“Please,” you begged, arching against him, “please, take me.”
Fatgum had been most controlled, and had waited until you had given him the green light before he allowed himself to mentally indulge in the thoughts of his cock sliding inside you.
Quickly, he got up and grabbed a condom then slid it on and came back to the bed.
Because you were so damn wet, entry was very smooth and you gasped as he slowly pushed all the way into you and held it still for a moment, bending his head to kiss you.
Your lips met over and over and you kissed slowly as he gently pulled his hips back, then pushed into you again.
The feeling of his warm cock sliding back and forth inside you filled you with comfort and euphoria, and you gripped your nails into his back and arched against him in time with his slow thrusts.
Obviously you were both so present in the moment, bucking and arching against each other, that it didn’t take long for you to both be reaching the climax, and as he pulled his kiss swollen lips from yours and sped up a little, you let out a few sharp moans then your brows scrunched and you came while he continued to buck against you.
He watched you intently, making sure he had done a good job before allowing himself to experience the same euphoric release, then with a deep grunt, he came as well, his hips quivering against yours as his cock pulsated into the condom.
“This has been the best outcome to any of my work days,” you said breathlessly, wiping some sweat from your hairline.
“Same,” he replied, “I’m gonna need to eat something now, though, because I’m spent!”
You giggled as he pulled out of you.
“Can I get you a glass of water at least?” he asked kindly.
“That would be lovely,” you replied sleepily, “I’ll need the water with a side of cuddling though?”
“That can definitely be arranged, I’ll be right back in my hero form,” he replied with a smile, “it’s best for cuddles.”