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All knights and day must die ch9

Mothman Shigaraki is the new king and he has so much on his shoulders and wings. Nothing better than to use Ur (Aka Ur Name x reader) to relieve his stress as he plots to destroy the Order of the Azure rose.

Dabi and Shigaraki arrive in Ur's village. It is as you says, a depressing pit of starving locals with no love for the Orders. Shigaraki meets the in-laws and has an instant dislike of them, Maude in particular rubs him the wrong way.

Warning! This one is longer than the rest. 8k Otherwise, one would be incredibly boring. Also Non/con, death, and violence.

@balanceisrelative @nut-in-me-jojo

Chapter 8 < link to previous chap

Chapter 9:

Moving an entire army was not as easy as it sounded.

That is why Shigaraki had scouts sent the second he got the map from his mate. He had a travel gateway built in the forest near the little village. The large ring of crystals has a sister back at their hive. It enhanced Kurogiri's power and was able to bring all of them here and bring them back when the time came. It stank of depression and pig shit, large rolling hills of farms, emaciated humans sparsely dotted the horizon.

“Perfect, these people will be easy to capture,” Dabi laughed.

“If it comes to that. I have been talking to my mate. Insisting she has conversations with me under the pretense of using her language. Let’s try the carrot first because I want to use these people and keep the death toll low as possible,” He rasps thoughtfully.

“Well, listen to you. You almost sound all grown up, acting like a real leader,” Dabi teases. Shigaraki rolls his eyes and chafes his fluff at him.

“Careful. I recently have seen how you treat family. Brother or not, I won’t tolerate you being rude to my mate’s kin,” Shigaraki rasps.

“We’re finding them first?” Dabi asked, signaling the troops to set camp and standby. Shigaraki is wearing brown robes, making his wings look like a cape to match his outfit. They could almost pass for humans if it wasn’t for their height and feathery feelers. Fuck at a distance they could pass for human. He watches as Shigaraki picks up a familiar scent and takes it to the night sky.

Dabi follows, envying Shigaraki’s antenna. His are no longer feathery, but he is still better looking. Shigaraki is outside of a rundown hovel, quivering with irritation and anxiety.

“Wondering what you need to do?” Dabi asks. Shigaraki shakes his head.

“I was taught human manners. I know what I need to do. This is a step towards our ultimate goals. But it may also be a step towards my mate hating me,” he snorts, reddening.

“Given the looks of the place, I say that will be hard to do,” Dabi says, concerned a strong gust of his wings might knock this thing over. Shigaraki shakes his head and eyes him.

“Humans are sensitive, delicate things that can hold a grudge and be spiteful. They are hairless cats,” Shigaraki informs him before he knocks. Dabi laughs, thinking the statement apt.

“They are weak, and your mate won’t run, not back to here. Not after we are done,” Dabi chitters when the door flies open, a burly, filthy, male version of Ur is standing there in rags and brandishing a garden hoe.

Dabi wanted to laugh; however, the glare and bearing say he will try very hard to kill him if he does. Shigaraki holds out the letter. The man took it the letter cautiously, eyeing them.

“Are you the airmail? Fancy threads for a mailman,” he asked, eyes shifting between the two.

“I am your sisters’ spouse,” Shigaraki says calmly, having practiced this moment a million times in his head.

“Uh-huh. Which sister?” The man asked, still holding out the letter as if it might bite.

“Ur.”

“Ur! She alive? She is alive, and you’re her…what was it again? Spouse?” He questions watchfully.

Shigaraki sighs worried he will not have enough words to explain this. The man starts laughing, setting Shigaraki on edge and making Dabi jump, “Nah, just fucking with thee. We are not that uncouth. Come in, have a seat. I am Abe. The little ones are asleep. My heart dances with joy that she is alive. Maude is the only one that can read. But I suspect you knew that. We have clean well water,” he offers. Shigaraki and Dabi sit in strange chairs made of stumps and branches. It made them spread their wings, and the brother's eyes widened a bit.

“No, thank you. I wish to speak with Maude,” Shigaraki stated. The brother nodded and started to hand the letter back.

“I’m sure. Nevertheless, Maude works at the brothel, and these are her working hours. She won’t see or speak to you without coin, regardless of the good tidings you carry. Out of curiosity, you wouldn’t happen to be giving our sister back?” Abe asked, fidgeting with the letter one last time before shoving it out of reach. Shigaraki noticed he put the hoe down, so it was not a physical fight.

“Thank you for hospitality. Could you point to Maude?” Shigaraki asked, a low growl growing at the back of his throat.

“It’s interesting. Sending a letter instead of my sister. You know most humans have a tradition,” Abe pauses, and Shigaraki cocks his head at him.

“A dowry?” Shigaraki asks, tossing a bag of gold coins on the table. Abe looked in it and shoved it back to his disbelief. He figured he would jump at the first offer and be grateful given the smell of the place.

“Confirmation my sister is really alive. A letter that can be faked with demands to see my other sister, how do I know you’ve not come here to steal the biggest earner after you murdered my little sister?” Abe challenged. Shigaraki leaned back in the surprisingly sturdy chair, amused.

“Understand. How can I convince you that Ur is alive, safe, happy, and I have not come to take Maude?”

“Enough to cover the income loss of two sisters is honestly the only way I can think of,” he said with false regret. Humans are more problematic the more time he spends with them. He sighs, wishing he were with his mate and not dealing with her cannibal family. At least he could fuck his frustrations into her. He throws another pouch on the table.

“My apologies. I not sure what going rate for human female, I have plenty of bribe money. I assumed would be lower after you sent her away to certain death,” he said with derision. Impressed with himself how clear he sounded given his lessons.

“Well, you know what they say about assumptions,” he said, looking at the bag of diamonds, finally satisfied, “Fly south of here. You will see the lights of the village. Maude’s brothel has a sign with a cat and a sparrow on it.” He says, pocketing the gold and diamonds. As they leave, Dabi can’t help himself.

“What do with tool? Seem too weak to hurt,” he says, pointing to the garden hoe. Abe is quick, snapping the tool in half and shoving the sharp point at Dabi close to his eye.

“I would have gone for you first. You appear the weaker of the two. That would have bought the little one’s time to run or hide,” he says before closing the door.

“These people are sad. They will make the perfect fodder. I'm not weak. Now that we are here, what the hell is the plan?” Dabi frets with a leather buckle. Wondering if he should have Ur make him a mask to go with this outfit.

“We simply have to leave fifteen percent of the population to keep the Orders from getting suspicious. My mate has told me that the brothel owner, a man named Giran, is a community pillar. We recruit him. This village will be ours,” he rasps.

Shigaraki groans and looks towards the hive; the separation was mentally torturous. He could feel his longing squirming, lighting his blood on fire with desire, his entire being seeking his mate. He is painfully aware of how far he is from his perfection.

Dabi watches him and shakes his head. Blood bonding is something he has sworn never to do. The females seem content under it, but it forces a male to always seek them when time and space naturally interferes. It is biologically painful for any male he has seen blood bond, making him wonder if Ur is a bland secret spell caster. Shigaraki never seemed the type foolish enough to put himself through this kind of hell. It is an act that even the orthodoxies avoided. It will make Shigaraki short-tempered the longer they are away, and Dabi mentally sighs.

“Let’s get this over with quickly,” Shigaraki hisses, scratching at his ruff, sending a fluff in the air. A thing Dabi has not seen him do without opposition since he took a mate. A raw need opening and bleeding with each scrape of his sharp claws. Dabi is already mentally exhausted and agrees.

The village was larger than expected. Many of the humans fled to their primal delight. The place reeked of sex and human body odor. It almost smelled like the fighting pits and bombarded their senses. It is a swampy feeling that makes him want to hide his tingling feelers under his hair. Shigaraki drooped his antennae.

The woman at the door paled when she saw them. She scrambled to keep them from entering further and frighten off more clientele.

“We have never had your kind here, gentlemen?” She questioned. Unable to decide if these were males of this unknown species.

“Maude and Giran,” Shigaraki bids, waving off the sour-faced female. The woman was about to argue when Shigaraki threw a pouch at her. It bounced off and tumbled to the floor with the distinct jingle of gold. She was quick to snatch it up and smile at them suggestively with the few teeth she had left.

“Maude and Giran. Give me a moment, gentleman,” she said, fleeing. Heads peaked out at them around curtains and from doors. Shigaraki saw some as young as ten being groomed for mating. It wasn’t uncommon for humans, but it disgusted him when he thought of how his mate might have ended up in this hellhole.

His kind doesn’t have enough females to stoop to mating for profit when bonding to one works out better. The woman came back to usher them into a dank office thick with the stench of musk and smoke. The man was plain, smoking blue lotus, with a gap in his teeth. Maude looked like his mate, and for a moment, his heart and wings fluttered at her.

She smiled at him. His body had an immediate demand to touch her. He put distance between himself and her. He almost used Dabi as a shield, shoving the letter in his hands and pushing him towards Maude. Dabi inhales the smoke and likes the numb tingling sensation it causes in the back of his head. Maude set down pillows for them, Shigaraki avoiding outright staring at the graceful way Maude sat on the cushion. Giran had the decency to shove his desk aside and was sitting on a pillow on the ground.

“Gentlemen, to what do I owe the pleasure? If this was a recommendation, someone has good taste because Maude is flawless in the nest? You guys nest, right?” Giran asked. She grinned at Shigaraki; he repressed his body's reaction that wanted to coo to her as he does when Ur smiles at him.

“Yes, we do,” Shigraki replied. Dabi was getting too much joy from the evident discomfort Shigaraki had over Maude as he handed over the letter. Shigaraki swiped at him when he tried to force him to sit closest to her. Dabi gave a hissy chuckle at him as he sat near Maude. She is eyeing the letter with interest.

“I wish to discuss a mutual business relationship,” he stated as another woman came in, served beverages, and made a pipe for Dabi. He waved her away and lit it himself. Maude opened the letter and scanned it over quickly. Her lower lip had a slight tremble, her eyes lit up as she finished. Handing the letter to Giran, took it and started reading, exhaling blue smoke.

“It appears this one is my sister’s husband. She is alive. She left three different markers that are distinctly hers. I guess I won’t be stabbing them in the neck. I heard your kind attacked my sister's transport so, I was hoping to kill you. It was the reason I could be here,” Maude stated, staring at Shigaraki with a genuine grin.

“We are like family here,” Giran added, moving to the next page. Dabi focused on the neck stabbing and not Maude's clear sexual signals to Shigaraki. She had perked up her chest and fluttered her eyes at him. He began to wonder if he could kill her. Not liking her flirtatious ways, something about it irked him, perhaps because she looked like Ur but was not her.

“You want to relocate the locals, including Maude and her family?” Giran asked. Shigaraki stilled. Mentally seething, lightly scratching, as he thinks of ways to exclude his in-laws, he’s going to kill Kurogiri. He did not want his mate’s horrid family anywhere near him. He calmed himself and continued.

“Yes. This is your opportunity to seize complete control over the area. At the same time, we funnel funds to you, expanding our territory and natural resources,” Shigaraki hissed out, having practiced this part. Struggling to ignore Maude’s advances.

“Well, gentlemen, you will find no friend of the Orders here, and if we do, we have ways of taking care of them. I am intrigued. Do you have a way of dealing with the Mayor? He is a powerful wizard, fanatical and in the pocket of the Order,” Giran says.

“Yes,” Shigaraki is about to lay out his plan when Dabi shakes him and chitters in their language, acting absurdly from the smoke, making him angry.

“These are whores, right? Humans that let you mate with them for money? Give me some money, and let me try out Maude. If she’s good, I’ll take her as a mate,” Dabi says huskily.

“Fuck no! That skank isn’t coming home with us,” Shigaraki hisses.

“You don’t want your in-laws around? Family make the best lackeys and bargaining chips,” Dabi declares.

“I don’t want them. I am already pissed off that I will have to share my Ur's time with our grubs. These people disgust me. They will try to talk to her daily, influencing her; Lyra is bad enough. I find it hard to believe my perfect mate came from these primitive bumpkins. This filthy slut keeps trying to seduce me,” Shigaraki faintly twitches his antennae at Maude.

“Aren’t they supposed to do that, whores and sister relatives? Besides, you are already doomed. Your mate already offered in the letter,” Dabi indicated.

“Mothpeople, our kind behaves like that. Humans have a different code. The fact she’s blatantly hitting on me means she is a strange dirty deviant of her species. I still have her sister’s juices all over my length. If I stick it in her, that’s incest, nasty little freak. My mate is superior to this one. Prettier too. The letter was Kurogiri,” Shigaraki snarls, crossing his arms stubbornly. Dabi pokes the dragon for its own good.

“Are you sure? Did you read the letter prior to this? You made a blood oath. If she did add it, she would know you did something to her sister. She talks about this bitch nonstop. You are screwed,” Dabi laughs.

The humans are confused, and Shigaraki holds up a clawed finger to the humans to pause their conference. This was suddenly the most important conversation in the room. He felt the blood draining from him at the thought, his suspicion crawling over his skin and making him itch.

“Shut your mouth. My mate is a good girl. Obedient, loving, dutiful, she would never back me into a corner. I should gut you for making me doubt her,” he growled. Dabi was flapping; he could barely breathe, he was laughing so hard.

“First: two of those traits are the same thing. Second: One thing I noticed about your mate; she waits for a large opening when your guard is down to stick the knife in. She’s from these people,” Dabi snorts. It is something he admired about his new sister. Shigaraki is losing it, thinking about it, mumbling, and clawing at himself.

But the seed of doubt was planted, and it was eating at his thoughts. Not his mate. She would never do that. It had to be Kurogiri. Even if she did, it was Lyra whispering in her ear, telling her to be defiant, yell at him and think of ways to defy him. His mate is perfect. Also, she was looking out for him. Making sure he would come back alive, fulfilling his blood oath. That had to be it. This is a simple misunderstanding, he reasoned frantically, not caring about the obvious contradictions.

Then he stretched his thoughts, rolling the dice and stepping back to check on the one that rolled further than the others. She will find out about what he is going to do. It has already been set in motion, and he cannot return without complete success.

He will garner her goodwill, reeducate her, tie her down with babies. Yes, really breed her, he didn’t care in the past, but he does now. Romance her. An alien concept for his kind, but he can do anything. The thought of it helped clear the clouds. He instantly stopped having a blowup and laid out his simple plan with Giran.

"It's simple, really. First, we will work out the details of our partnership..."

Shigaraki and Dabi negotiated throughout the night with Giran. Dabi’s English is better so, he did most of the talking. Giran provided them with a room in the morning, appearing to be a decent host and needing a few nights to prepare his side of things.

Maude, in her pretty dress, showed them their rooms. He’s going to be sure his mate wears something prettier when he gets back. Then he will rip it off her.

“I am looking forward to living in a mansion. My sister is gifted. Out of all of us, I knew she would be my treasure to save us. I already sent word to Abe,” she smiled at him.

“About that. You be happier remaining here. Status will be high. Pay you stipend. Safer too, right Dabi?” Shigaraki looked to Dabi to reaffirm.

“He’s right about the safe thing. It will be a lot safer here,” Dabi agreed, snuggling into a massive pile of pillows. Maude looked at him with disdain, features twisting into a grimace.

“You want me to remain away from my sister, who I love most in the world? You want us to stay here in bum fuck nowhere on a turnip farm?” She asked with disbelief.

“Humans don’t have terrible accidents in nowhere,” he hissed. His body language was unmistakable. Maude was quick at picking up his motions. The one he was giving off right now was he wanted to rip off her arms then turn them to dust in front of her. Lippy defiant whore.

“I see. Let us not be too hasty. Let us talk this over later. Have a good rest, brother,” she hissed back. Huffing away.

“You’re not going to get rid of that one that easy. I offered her a position with me. She said her sister is married to a king and doesn’t need to compromise with a pauper. Maude is a harder bitch than your mate,” Dabi snorted, still smoking. Shigaraki trembled in irritation.

“Of course, it wasn’t going to be easy. I added a loophole to my curse. I only have to lift the status of the remaining family,” he said.

“You know she will ask about Maude. I have a confession to make,” Dabi said, hiding further down into his pillows.

“What?” Shigaraki growled.

“Your mate can tell when I’m lying, and she can tell when you are, I’ve seen it. I have heard her say many times she tolerates you because of her family. Eliminating Maude or Abe will kill off the clan. They are the providers for the larva. Killing either will break your oath. You can not die, so I will tell her if you attempt to kill Maude,” Dabi said cautiously. To his surprise, he nods.

“My mate loves me. That is why she tolerates me. I have been backed into a corner for now. I can try to bribe them to stay or give them a position that will keep them here,” Shigaraki seemed to say more to himself. Dabi decided to keep his opinion about how his mate would respond to that news. A great migration of her village but not her family, he is sure Ur would try to run if that happened.

They didn’t seem close, but the animal-like pack mentality meant they didn’t need to like each other to remain loyal. Shigaraki had a fitful rest, tossing and turning, explaining to Dabi that he was used to sleeping with Ur. Dabi quivered, amused by this information, calling it cute and adorable, since that activity is only during mating or when grubs got scared. It only reaffirmed to Dabi that Shigaraki was a giant grub with his mate. He told him to shut up and attempted to soothe himself.

He was excited for the fight to come but stressed over his mate's annoying family and the possible defiance she might have had with the letter. She had stressed him, and it was her job to fix it. In his dream, she did.

Ur pressed her lips around his eyes told him she adored him and would never leave. Kisses were a foreign concept to him at first, but they pleased her, and it allowed him to taste his mate. He didn’t hate her flavor. He revels in it as he ravishes her. Her cries of pleasure and pain are music to his ears. The vibrations that hit his feelers send tingles of pleasure down his spine.

She let him do things he had never dared try with her fragile body. He flew her to the highest snowy peak to bask in the moonlight. Pregnant with his seed, he confessed he loved her. That jerked him awake. He loved her, he had denied it, but he can’t any longer.

They wore cloaks and were encouraged to experience the shopping district. He was looking through the trinkets and was exasperated. He wanted to bring something back for his mate that would bring her closer to him; yet, he could not think of anything. All this tacky jewelry wasn’t fitting, considering she had much better at home.

Then there were the dresses and uncomfortable garments he wished to see her in for a few moments. But if she truly wanted this, couldn’t she make it herself? He stiffened when he felt a small hand touch his shoulder.

“I see you are troubled, brother. Do you need help?” Maude purred, quickly licking her lips. He growls at her, ready to claw her face. That wouldn’t be so bad, would it? When he twitched his feelers and had an idea. He could use her. He tries to think of the stupid words, but he doesn’t need to.

“You want to get my sister gifts?” she asks with a more serious tone, but the stupid smile remains. He could still feel her hand on his shoulder, the warmth starting to seep through the cloak, her scent, too much like his mates prickling the fine hair on his antennae.

“Don’t touch. I touch back. Won’t like,” he hissed, looming and threatening.

“Ok. Fair enough. But I can tell you still want my help. Am I to assume that money isn’t an object?” She asked, withdrawing her offending touch. He nods and lightly scratches his collar. Cursing that Dabi had abandoned him. He handed her one of his pouches and let her purchase to her heart's content.

The only thing he demanded was a necklace of a moth. It was only filled with gold and cheap polished stone. They called it a butterfly, and Maude looked at it distastefully, which only made him want it more. He knew better. This was a moth. He will watch her light up with joy and forgiveness. She will look at it and remember she loves him. This one he wore until he could give it to her.

“Why so gloomy? These humans have everything. Here taste this!” Dabi appears out of nowhere, shoving something sweet and spongey in his mouth. It took him a moment to appreciate it.

“What is it?” he asked, eyeing it in suspicion.

“It’s called cake. It’s made by a baker. Ur wanted one of those, right? I convinced him to come with us,” Dabi grinned. Shigaraki flared.

“Then it is a gift from you, isn’t it?” he growled, shoving the rest of the cake in his mouth. This is delicious.

“Guess so. Why don’t you get a piercing while you’re here? Your mate likes hers so much, could enhance your experience. I got several,” he says joyfully. He exposes himself and shows Shigaraki the rows of jewelry on the underside of his length, so raw he couldn’t retract his cock. Now that he was looking, Dabi had several more piercings in his ears, nipples, and nose. A hint of guilt started to grow in him.

“I’ll pass. Maybe later. You should ease down on the blue lotus,” he mumbles. He never thought he would feel sorry for another man’s cock, but he wanted to puke up that cake. Dabi shrugs and takes off. Shigaraki shakes his head, watching as Dabi haphazardly shoves mystery food in his face. He fears sleeping in the same room as that man. He doesn’t know if his stomach is churning from the sight of his ruined dick or the cake.

“At least he understands the spirit of having,” Maude observed with a serene grin, suddenly next to him in very nice new clothing. He growls.

“Why are you so hostile to me? What have I done?” She asks.

“You are not Ur,” he snits, tracking Dabi to keep him out of trouble while moving away from Maude. She didn’t need him to shop. The crowd was bothering him. All these weak humans were unwilling to stand up to the Order. They needed an iron fist to shove them along.

“I understand. I am proud of my sister too. She is an amazing woman. I practically raised her. Her love is different for me and can be shared. You wouldn’t take a child from a mother, would you? Don’t separate sisters,” She lectured like a worried mother. He laughed. A contemptuous hissing sound made her step back from him.

“No. You have no idea what capable of. Stay away. Stay here. Safer for a foul lying whore. You feel nothing.” He turned his back on her and disappeared into the crowd. Making his way to the piercer with Dabi’s encouragement.

He will prove to his mate that what he did was not bad and keep his cock from the tempting whore that smelled and looked too much like her. He had Dabi help him translate as he pressed near the base of his fluff to force his unaroused cock out. He appreciated how professional the man was. Maude’s calculating eyes track him through the crowd to the shop he ends up at and smirks.

“All men have a weakness, and yours is so obvious,” Maude said to herself.

The Mayor had overseen this county for over a hundred years. He is the Starservent and has seen the future, receiving a celestial revelation that the world is about to fall into darkness. He is the one who will wipe out the cause of this darkness.

The rumors of the fey, wingmen, and mothmen organizing a coupe over the Orders divine rule have initially been dismissed. Those are three species that would never cooperate. Still, once he had obtained an anti-Order pamphlet from his spies, he knew he had to take immediate action. The flyer was even kind enough to tell him where they would be and at what time. He gathered all his allies and fell this rebellion in one swift action.

Since many could not read, the code was easily solved. He stared at the abandoned church with contempt. The nerve to plan a revolt in the basement of a sacred place represents the Order of the light is unforgivable. Even in the pitch-black, he can still see the outline of the crumbling pale steeple, neglected by the people. To him, it’s during times of suffering when you lean harder on your faith. He is a paragon, so it was up to him to keep the faith for the weak.

The colorful panes of the stained glass almost remained intact. He sighed and waited for his spies to return. A lone owl hooted until a shadow moved quickly to them from the side of the church. His spy ran up, huffing.

“Voices in the basement, unable to confirm how many, but it sounded like many. At least forty. They are dug in,” he puffed. Starservant is glad he gathered all his most faithful heavy hitters. He will be able to crush them in one fell swoop.

“Good work Abraham. You shall be rewarded in your next life for your loyalty,” he said, giving the man a praised blessing. Starservant whistled, and a hundred surrounded the church. If he set the church on fire, he would not be able to make an example of them to the remnant of the unbelieving population.

They entered the church as one from all ports of potential exists. Bursting through windows and not seeing anyone. There is only one entrance and exit to the basement. He doesn’t like it, but he leads the charge. The Basement is filled with the same talkative man.

“Mayor! The windows are being blocked, and the front door is jammed shut!” Someone shouted. Followed by shouts and gasps of, “FIRE!” Many in the basement are being weighed down by the man. He forces himself above by pushing many aside to arrive and see blue flames licking the church, consuming it faster than a normal flame.

The stained glass burst from the heat. Many men writhe on the ground gasping for air, eyes bleeding. Even he can feel it. The air thining as the flames eat at it. The roof is cascading dust. It will soon fall in. The screams of the men in the basement overpower the loud crackling and cracking sound happening all around them. He must act quickly.

“Ahhhh, what if the real me is down there! Calm down, you are the original!” Twice screamed. Clinging to the tree.

“It’s ok, Jin. I held your hand the whole time. And I put a mark on it, see?” Toga kisses his hand, leaving a mark of pink lipstick that Shigaraki had gotten for her. Toga has been a good asset, and much has been taken from her. He figured a few trinkets would be a sufficient quick fix. Twice looks at in and whines some more.

“We both know you just put that there! Thank you, wifey!” He screams, still clinging to the tree.

“You did good, Twice,” Shigaraki grins, playing with the necklace before covering it. Toga choosing the strange human turned out to be a good turn for them. For the first time since he left his mate, he feels the itching easing as he watches Dabi work. Toga delivered him news of her, which gave him a bit of enjoyment, although he would never admit it to Toga.

“Should you be doing this? As king, you can have others fight for you. What does your boyfriend think?” she asked playfully.

“Tsch, I could do better than Dabi. He knows I'm the best flyer. It has to be me. Jealous? If it helps, I think of you as a sister,” he offered. He entwined a claw around the lace of the thick boots he was wearing. Finding it strange and difficult to balance on the branch with them on.

“Quit playing with those. You might decay them, Tomura-kun,” Toga scolded him gently. He listened because he was in a good mood, and she was easily pleased, blushing at being allowed to call him that. He doesn’t remember ever telling Ur his first name, but she had given him a nickname. A different itch is building now. He looks down to see the human allies and smiles. Things are coming together nicely.

His brother-in-law is more valuable than he would have thought. In an endeavor to bargain for a secure place in the migration, Maude offered him a delicious secret. Abe had died shortly after his mate was sent away. Abe was indeed a very loyal member of the Order of the Light and received some special dispensation because of it.

Not wanting to lose those benefits, their other brother Adam who looked exactly like Abe, took his place. Adam hated the Order and was willing to help if the family was relocated. He agreed to be their double agent under the condition Adam and the children have a place in the migration. Shigaraki decided as long as they remained far away from him and his mate, he would assure them a mansion. Maude had fumed, but Adam agreed, saying that Ur would want them to be happy even without her directly in their lives. Shigaraki mulled this.

Yes, that was his mate. She would be pleased knowing that they are no longer eating each other. He decided he would no longer be feeding her human now that he knew this. He wants to turn her into a happy breeder.

“He has not bought my contract! That means I will be here, alone!” Maude snarled.

“In the new land, I will be a much better earner and will come back for you,” Adam had told her.

“You wouldn’t have to if you held out!” She stared at Shigaraki with disdain and knew that wouldn’t have been true. Shigaraki would have simply used others. He did make a deal with Giran to raise her status and give her a better life, therefore fulfilling his oath.

The blue on his pinky hasn’t faded yet. But it will when he moves his in-laws in a mansion at the valley below in the hive. Everyone thinks he’s short-sighted. Incapable of thinking ahead. There was a time when that was true, but his mate and the knight called Regina have taught him many lessons about humans he didn’t truly understand until now.

Adam pretending to be Abe hung back and was the first to barricade the door. Shigaraki beams when a flaming Mayor comes flying out of the church's collapsing roof on a stained glass ball. Gathering more molten glass to form spears to impale those below that are waiting to kill any possible survivors trying to escape the church. Shigaraki hoots and orders the Nomus to use their bodies to shield the weak humans and Dabi.

“Thou darkness shall fall here!” Starservant screamed. Shigaraki takes to the air. He is an agile swift flyer, which had paid off more than brute strength against opponents in the arena. The wind whips his hair, stinging his flesh as he angles himself above Starservant. Nothing but a streak in the dark night sky, a mealiness arrow to be ignored, catching the wind, he spreads his wings wide. Red eyes of his wings and in his head see the light of the destruction below. He shudders in joy at the beautiful sight.

Starservant dodges a calculated ball of fire Dabi had thrown. Now! His mind screams. He folds into himself, aiming his feet directly at the center mass of the floating Mayor. He uses the corners of his wings to adjust his trajectory. The whistling of the wind is overwhelming.

His heart is pounding against his chest. He had never performed this trick before, but Giran was very precise in what he wanted if they were to move forward. At this speed, he found it hard to breathe the thin air rushing past. Starservant heard a strange whistling sound and looked up too late. He made eye contact with a red-eyed wing demon sent to test him.

Shigaraki held his breath when his feet connected with the human’s torso. A soft gasp escaped Starservant's lips, the sound of shattering glass briefly filled their ears. The blow sprayed Shigaraki with blood and glass, forcing him to shut his eyes. A surge of pain rippled up his legs, the sting of glass biting into his flesh, the mental struggle ordering his knees to bend and brace for another collision with the ground.

Shigaraki dared to crack open his eyes. Quickly flinching away from a large shard that Starservant sent towards his head in a last desperate effort to take Shigarkai with him. He didn’t falter when shards ripped through parts of his wings and the flesh of his arms. The pain was temporary compared to his elation of an assured victory.

They hit the ground hard. The man’s middle exploded with the crunching of bone and the squelch of soft organs. The impact was showering tinkles of glass and gore. He crumpled to his knees in what was left of Starservant. Lungs burning as they begged for air. Still not ready to breathe until the light mist of blood and glass settled.

His eyes carefully stilt to get a glimpse of the situation. The man’s head was intact, which was the most crucial part. He could not use his quirk because they needed his head as a gift for Giran. The man would not make a move without insurance the Mayor was dead. A thing he understood. The severed head blinked at him.

“This was not my destiny,” Starseverant said with its final death rattle. Shigaraki lifted the head away from its spinal cord and snorted for breath through his nose. Pleased he didn’t feel any grit in his lungs.

“But it was mine,” He said to the head. He tried to stand only to wobble and collapse again. Fuck it, he deserved a nap.

Dabi is delighted. The whores pay special attention to him as he watches the great migration of humans. Compress, and some others are overseeing it. Originally, Shigaraki was going to get the fuck out of here, but Dabi and Shigaraki need to heal a bit first.

Maude and Abe/Adam are chatting at the door. Overall, he feels like he is about to lose his fucking mind. The feeling of insects crawling over him as he itches to get back to his sweet butterfly makes him thrash around, earning him lectures from the human doctor.

“You can go back tomorrow night. I was told you would immediately engage in strenuous activity,” Shigaraki snarls at Dabi, who told the doctor he’s going to screw like crazy earning them more time here, “I see no reason to keep you longer. Your kind heals quite nicely.” He said, leaving. Shigaraki growled at Dabi again.

"Shouldn't lie to your doctor. I'm looking out for you," Dabi replied.

Maude is saying her goodbyes. She had tried again to argue with him after he woke from the short attack. She had personally cleaned and taken care of him. It didn’t matter. She was a fake nurse, not really caring; he hated her. He stood firm on her staying. Maude is handing letters to her brother and dirty children when one breaks off and comes over to him.

“Are you Shigaraki?” she asked in her sad voice. She looked like a strange doll to him. Her eyes seemed to not have light in them, not knowing if there would be a tomorrow. He nodded to her, and she clutched her letter and turned to walk back to her family, saying goodbyes. She made him curious.

“Hey,” he rasped, making her turn back to him, “the sun will rise. I make sure for you.” He said flatly. She blinked, a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth before she left.

More whores entered, avoiding him, heading straight to Dabi. He only had to hiss at them once when they tried to engage in sex with him, they got the hint. He was having a hard time resting while Dabi rutted in every wet hole that came near him.

The hormones clung to his senses, and his cock was aching to hump. He was barely holding on when Dabi finally finished and fell back on his pillows with a thump to the laughter of giggling sluts.

“Get the fuck out,” he snarled at them. They picked up their clothes, leaving a panting Dabi covered in lipstick kisses and love bites.

“You’re in a mood,” he says, opening a cigarette case he got himself and lighting one up, “You could have joined.” He told him, inhaling and exhaling in relief.

“There is only one person I never killed in the nest, and I just want to get back to her,” he griped, pressing a pillow hard against his raging cock. The ring at the tip caused new and pleasant sensations he didn’t want right now. The blue haze mixing with the scent of sex help make him drowsy. It’s not long before he is fast asleep.

This time he was having the most vivid dream. She was treating him like he did you her that night. Tying him up and playing with his new hoop piercing. She did something new that sent surges of bliss through his core. She pressed until his cock unsheathed and dragged her tongue up slowly from the base to the tip of the hoop, creating intense sensations that rippled through him. She looked into his eyes while she captured the tip of his cock and wriggled her tongue. He almost knotted right then.

She pulled back at the last moment, leaving him aching and whimpering for more. Fluttering and bucking up hopelessly for relief. His leaking cock throbbing for her as she stood. Placing her hands on his chest before lowering herself. He writhed to be fully in her already. She did not feel the same. Less tight but more experienced in her movements as she rotated her hips. Running her fingers through her own hair, fanning it out, catching the firelight in the way he loves.

He wishes she was like this in real life, unabashed as her perfect tits bounced with every lift up and down on his cock. Her hands went back to his chest as she expertly pulled at the knot of pleasure that she created in him. Faster and harder than she has ever fucked him until he burst, his knot inflating as arched up to her in spasming delight, coming entirely undone. He’s growling in ecstasy when she shoved something harshly in his mouth. She was being rough, and he liked it.

The violation of a foreign object in his gaping mouth jerked him awake. Cracking his eyes to see his mate grinding on him. He jolted and winced in pain when the fog of sleep lifted, and it was Maude on top of him. He roared and moved to kill her. He doesn’t care. He’s going to decay the dumb bitch. How dare she touch him. Only it wasn’t happening. He looks up at his wrists and sees that he is tied. Hands folded and wrapped to the point they are unrecognizable.

He feels a sensation he hasn’t felt since confronting All Might, the pariah knight. His center dropped, and he had a metallic taste at the back of his throat. It was the taste of fear, and he hated it. He tries to spread his wings and flap. She had tied his middle, pinning his wings.

“You’re loud. Can’t have you waking Dabi,” she grinned. Leaning in close and grinding her hips, shooting more of his cum in her, “My sister is so lucky to have you as her first. This feels amazing. So, filling.” He froze, furious that this cunt was reaffirming exactly what he thought.

Some fabric was in his mouth, and when he screamed for Dabi to pull this bitch off, She giggled at him.

“All the girls here view me as a mama. They will fuck a man into a coma if I asked, and I did,” She says. Reaching over for something, then she tapped his forehead with an empty glass bottle.

“Do you know what this is? It’s a potion that practically guarantees pregnancy. It has worked in the past a hundred percent. So, keep that in mind when I tell you the rest. I sent my brother ahead with a note that says, ‘open if I do not arrive or disappear, hide this.’ Now, I know you think my sister is a sweet innocent thing, and she is to a point. You love her. Maybe she loves you. Either way, when she finds out what you have done to her sister, her true love, her first love, she will be furious. I wrote how you have made advances to me. How you got angry when I refused, then shoved your disgusting cock in me. If I’m not there to reassure her this little proof growing in my belly belongs to some random john,” she leaned close, her hair brushing his cheek, “She will detest you. She will loathe the sight of you. She will tell you to kill yourself. She might even be devastated enough to commit suicide,” She whispered. His body racked with horror and rage.

“I’m going with you tomorrow to my new home, where I will reassure her that you are not a piece of shit,” she chuckles and grinds her pelvis with his. He shudders with pleasure and hates the world for this. She will not get away with this violation. He feels helpless and trapped like so long ago. In desperation. He commanded his body to stop shooting seed in her, screaming for Dabi, who had fucked himself into exhaustion. He hated, he itched, and he loathed. He despised how much she had got the upper hand on him.

It felt good, and it was not what he desired. She licks her lips and yanks on his knot again, making him groan around his gag.

“I have a month to get this again. You will because you loved this,” she asserted. A primal growl that grew in him, climbing to the surface, almost made her laugh aloud as it rumbled through.

Dabi’s eyes snapped open. They shut again, only to shoot open and wonder what the hell he was seeing. Maude looked him in the eyes and giggled when she ruthlessly pulled herself away from Shigaraki. Dabi was baffled by what was happening. Shigaraki writhed in unmistakable agonizing pain. Screeching around fabric, eyes filled with misery and hatred that touched a piece of Dabi he rather not remember.

A disgusting mushy sound as they finally parted, she walked unashamed as Shigaraki dripped from her to the floor, leaving a vile trail as she left. He felt frozen, trying to understand when she left. He finally moved. Dabi worked to release him, cutting with claws and burning through the knots. Shigaraki ran to scrub his cock with violence and stringent soap. Dabi had an idea of what happened but couldn't get clear thoughts or words from Shigaraki at the moment. He stopped him when he saw blood.

“Your mate will be mad and suspicious if she sees this kind of damage to your groin. I will kill Maude. No way you can be blamed for that,” he offered his unnerved brother. Digging his fingers into his flesh until Shigaraki dropped the soap.

“No! She thought of everything for at least a month. She fucked me twice. She smelled and looked so much like her. It felt good before I knew. I didn’t know. It’s not my fault. It’s not fair! Felt like she was trying to rip my cock off. I will tell Ur how much I love her. How we are blood-bound. Maybe she will not hate me when she finds out,” Shigaraki chittered to himself, eyes wide in shock, scratching himself among playing with the necklace.

Dabi wanted to shake him. Scream in his face, Why! Why did you fall in love! How was that possible? How could you do this to the League? You should have just given the whore what she wanted. Then this would not have happened!

A deep part of him knew that would not have mattered. So, he patted Shigaraki and guided him back to bed, holding him like a little grub, wrapping him in his wings.

“Shut up and go to sleep,” he hissed.

The next day, a raging Shigaraki scratched his ruff thin, standing away from a smug Maude. He handed Shigaraki a bundle of flowers, “They only grow here. Give them to Ur.”

Dabi regarded Maude. She was free from Giran and was about to live in a mansion. Hopefully, this would be the end of it. Maude was impressive, but Dabi would come to despise that admiration. Maude ordered Kurogiri to bring them directly to her sister.

“She will want to see her mate and sister. Plus, there are so many gifts. I’m sure Shigaraki won’t mind,” Maude reasoned. Dabi watched Shigaraki go through a roller coaster of emotions before entering the gate.

"She's a fucking monster," Shigaraki growled.

The weeks to come will be a nightmare.

Chapter 10

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