#i dont play this game but good lord her beach skin... i might just pass away

[astr-hal]

women....

[katsukikitten]

Summer night of third year 2??

Yea I'm sorry but what the fuck did I name part 1? Maybe if I kept UP TO DATE with my master list I wouldnt have this problem.

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Time does not move as slowly as Katsuki thought as the sun sets on class 1As beach day much faster than he'd like to admit.

The umbrellas were closed much like this day at the beach as they were left for tomorrow. You linger, eyes staring over what was picture perfect moments ago, there's still tomorrow is what you keep telling yourself as you walk backwards towards the lodge.

Dinner was already underway by the time you slipped into the dining room. What between Katsuki who was voluntold to cook and Todoroki y'all would be eating in a few minutes. Bodies begin to pile in to sit around the large table in the combined two rooms, you bite your lip forgetting how much you hate confined spaces with a crowd, even as you sat at the very end.

Even when these people were supposed to be your friends, yet the room still felt a little claustrophobic and you weren't drunk enough to be able to deal with all of them at once yet. You tap the flask that hides in your inside pocket and your fingers touch the smooth square box of cigarettes. Suddenly the box is SCREAMING at you, at how badly you want a stick to your lips with a flame burning at the end.

If nothing more than an excuse to get outside.

You slide out the side door with ease without even having to use your quirk. You flick your lighter on and off a few times as an irritatingly smooth voice growls in your head.

*"Bullshit you can quit anytime you want, you're a slave to them."*

You growl to yourself pulling an aromatic stick from the box being sure to dodge your lucky as you place it between your tender lips.

You COULD stop anytime you wanted. The fact of the matter was you simply didn't fucking want to.

You light the small white stick, giving it a good drag before you blow it from your nose like a dragon.

"All you're doing is proving my fucking point, princess baka."

You lift your shirt and find the smooth handle of your favorite knife to slam it into the door jamb at the last second as you see it is only that annoying asshole who won't leave you alone.

"One day I'm going to follow through and you'll be dead, stalker boy." You go to take another drag but the stick and your pack of smokes is ripped from your hand and going up in smoke encouraged by little popping sounds.

"Can you fucking not?!" You pull the knife from the wood angrily, brandishing it for just a moment before returning it to its sheath on your ribs. Other wise it might sink between his third and fourth, never to obliterate your smokes again.

Your stomach twists at the thought and you brush over the handle before finding the cool flask.

"Oi, dinner is ready. You might wanna get in there before there's nothing left."

"Yea yea I'll think about eating." You grumble, crossing your arms as you think about how far away the next convience store was.

10 miles last you saw and you were pretty sure an overly priced pack of smokes wasn't going to be worth it.

"You better eat, you've drank more than you've eaten. Plus I didn't cook for your shit to get cold." He looks over his shoulder with dark eyes, "Now come inside Princess."

Ten miles was looking better and better.

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The night wound down to be dull and boring even as all of you drank.

But no one had the balls to be open about their feelings.

Even you could see that in the past six months that some of these fools have been avoiding it and what better way than to bring it to the forefront by stirring the shit pot. You smirk to yourself as you sashay to the freezer pulling out the stashed bottles of liquor making your way to sit at the head of their circle snatching Kirishima's beer and chugging it as you do.

"Hey!" He whines but you ignore him, all eyes on you. The sore thumb of the group, the black sheep that does not belong. The anomaly that disrupts the team.

You smile to yourself at the thought.

"So everyone is single right?" A lot of blushing cheeks confirm your hunch, "Good then no one will have a problem participating."

You place the cool glass in the center of the circle placing it to yourself first.

"Participate in fucking what?" Katsuki growls but does not make a move to leave just yet. He needs to be here to make sure you're on your best behavior.

"Kiss or dare!" You smile and when all twenty of your classmates give you a puzzled look you sigh, "Its like this."

You spin the bottle, the glass rounds and rounds, whirring as it does before it starts to slow as Minta all but pants at the idea of a kissing game.

The empty beer lands on Denki, his cheeks flush, golden eyes flashing to Jhiro at lightening speed missed by all but you as you take a mental note.

"So the bottle landed on Denki, I have the choice to kiss him or not. If I choose not to he gets the choice of 'Is it true that...' or 'I dare you to..' but you cannot dare them to kiss you, but you can dare them to kiss someone else. If you do not do the dare, truth, or kiss you MUST take a shot but after your third pass you have to do what's asked of you." You smile at him and his cheeks deepen in hue, "Dont worry this is practice. I'd like a truth or dare."

He swallows as he thinks, the meme lord wondering if he should just ask what he's been dying to know since you transferred here or if he should make light of the situation.

"Is it true that you were a former criminal in the states? Like a modern day cat woman?" He eyes your tight black tank top that dips a little low and how it fits your curves. You smile at his question, one of the many rumors going around school about you.

"Technically that's two questions." You purr opting to take your shot, "Now let's begin! U-san you have the honors of spinning first."

Iida, Ojiro, Aoyama, Koda, Sato and Shoji opt out silently then and there agreeing to build the separators for the rooms so the can play video games.

"Well I'm not playing fuck this." Katsuki goes to stand, part of you is relieved and the other?

Well the other wants to get under his skin.

"What a surprise that stalker boy is scared." You giggle, Kirishima stares at you with mouth agape as Katsuki looks over his shoulder.

"What the fuck did you say?"

"I said you are a coward." You say slowly so he can understand. He sits back down in an angry puff.

"You'll regret challenging me." He says darkly, half the class gulps but you roll your eyes at the dramatics.

"Yea yea. I'll rue the fucking day." You say mockingly before your voice is laced with excitement, "Now back to you U-san."

"Ah me?" She is blushing as badly as Deku who sits across from her. You wonder if she hopes with all her heart that it will land on the emerald hair boy but the Gods have spoken as it lands on an apathetic pair of heterochromatic eyes. She let's out the smallest sound of disappointment that makes you shudder.

This night will prove interesting after all

"Uh...ummm" Brown doe eyes flash to Deku before locking onto Todoroki, "Truth or dare!"

"Is it true that you have a crush on someone in this room?" His voice is smooth, caressing the room even as everyone falls silent, astounded by his bluntness. You glee bubbles up from your stomach in a manic smile. She turns the color of Katsuki's scarlet eyes before she finally answers, eyes glued to the floor.

"Yes.."

"Well well!" You giggle, "Someone may get a confession tonight! Momo your turn!"

The Gods do not favor Momo as the bottle comes to a halt in front of a purple headed boy, the every girl shudders with displeasure at the thought.. She gulps while he drools, eyes glued to her figure.

"Truth or dare." She says quickly, and his face becomes visibly crest fallen.

"Is it true your bra size is a DD32?" He stares blatantly at her covered chest, she moves her baggy sweatshirt to cover herself more. She brings a well manicuried hand to the little glass of clear liquid before her and swallows the burning shot whole.

Katsuki spins the bottle angirly, causing it to tailspin for far too long before landing on Kirishima.

Denki, Sero, and Mina laugh as Katsuki grits his teeth. Kirishima teasingly puckers his lips earning a deadly glare.

"Truth or dare you fucking idiot."

"Hmmm I dare you to try to get the number from the receptionist downstairs." He offers a challenging smirk to witch Katsuki returns.

"Easy." He stands quickly as you laugh.

"Who would want *his* number?" You giggle but Kirishima stands, motioning for you to follow as the dare unfolds.

The two of you stand on the stairs shrouded in shadows. A place you are used to being as Katsuki looks over his shoulder a final time before leaning agaisnt the counter. You smile knowing he will fail but as his voice comes out smoothly, husky even as he gives off this aura of exuding power, speaking to the blushing girl your stomach twists.

"M...my number." She looks up at him shyly and he leans closer, with a cocky grin on his face.

"Yes, princess." He purrs. Something pangs in your chest over the pet name. As far as you knew you were the only one he called that. Your brows dip into a scowl as she giggles.

"I would love to get to know you more..." He adds, twirling the pen before he offers it to her. She grabs onto his hand writing on his palm her actual number.

"You'll text me?" The beautiful girl behind the desks asks with almost a sadness to it.

"Of course I will, *Princess*." He purrs albeit you do not know it is a lie. This time you cannot deny the rage that wells in your stomach although you chalk it up to his victory. You crumple a five into Kirshima's large palm before the ash blonde meets the two of you on the stairs, palm held out to you with a heart around her phone number. You hear her texting madly on her phone. Most likely texting her friends about the oh so "hot" blonde that got her number. You roll her eyes.

"Text her right now." You bite and Katsuki gives you a look before he whips out his phone. Thumbs tapping away at the phone quickly.

He turns his phone to you, the face of it displays a Hey Princess that has you grinding your teeth as her phone in the lobby dings, followed by her delighted squeal and three dots popping up in reply. You lock his phone before turning on your heel.

"The others are waiting." You say smoothly.

Two more rounds flash by in what feels like seconds as the bottle is again in your possession.

"I cannot believe no one has kissed anyone yet! Now every third turn you must kiss who it lands on. Yall got these next two rounds to figure your shit out!" You dictate, spinning the bottle with flair. It lands on Mina who's eyes widen as she stares at the glass bottle. The room seems to still again, waiting for your move.

And do you make a fucking move.

All eyes are on you, two red sets in particular that watch you crawl in your much too short shorts that give half of the class a view they cannot forget while the other half gets a picture perfect moment of your breasts.

You straddle Mina gently before pulling her pink chin towards you, capturing her lips with yours as if she were the love of your life. She whimpers beneath your touch, a swipe of your tongue over hers before you pull away. Her cheeks aflame from both the kiss and the other sets of eyes on you both.

Because when you did something you did it BIG.

Sero and Denki share a look, silently conveying to one another just how hot that was, thanking the Kamisami above for this twisted game of Kiss or Dare.

The bottle spins on, Uraraka omits what her panty color is, Deku must admits he too has a crush, Denki tells the gritty details of what his last dream was about (he leaves out the part where he and Jhiro make out) Todoroki has to strip to his deep sapphire blue boxers and stay in them for the rest of the night, your eyes catch over his abs with delight.

The other girls silently thank you for your boldness and catch the hint. Begining to dare the boys to strip.

Katsuki's bottle lands on Mina who gives him a cat smile.

"True or dare." He bites out.

"I dare you to strip to your boxers for the rest of the evening." She laces her fingers together with delight as he rolls his eyes from the predictably.

Despite having seen all the guys in their bathing suits today there was just *something* about the way boxers fit a guy.

Your smile begins to fade as you watch him remove his shirt, grabbing it by the back of the collar and pulling it in a swift motion, revealing his wash board abs. Your mouth waters for a moment so deft hands unbuckle his belt with ease, you bite your lip suddenly angry. Angry that he is taking his clothes off differently than the rest of them, Kirishima and Todoroki undressed normally, quickly even but Bakugou stands with finesse somehow in his agitated movements, sliding down his Khaki shorts over toned legs to reveal black boxers that cling to his powerful thighs and cute ass.

Your heart stills watching his muscles become taunt before he tosses his shit to the side, cocky smile in his lips so he goes back into a criss cross sitting position.

"Oi." He says to the whole class before his eyes land on you, "Stop staring."

Everyone averts their eyes but you, you hold onto his gaze narrowing your eyes as that damn cocky grin grows wider.

The game plays on and your bottle lands on Kirishima.

You lick your lips, ready to dive onto that heavenly hardened body. You straddle him as you did Mina, titling his head more roughly than you did her towards you while his hands naturally find themselves on your hips.

You steal the breath from him as your mouth works wonders, tongue massaging, his eyes flutter as he fights back a groan but the whole class can see how tight his grip is on your hips.

The sight having one person in particular seething, scarlet eyes roving over the indents in your thick hips. He bites back a growl and you part from Kirishima none the wiser as you say aloud.

"How does Mina taste on me?"

His eyes widen, as his heart clenches with guilt at your reminder who his actual crush is. But Mina seems unbothered, excited to share a story that they kissed the same *girl*.

Uraraka spins the glass, this time Kamisama smiles upon her and it lands on Deku. She goes to chicken out but you interrupt her truth or dare.

"As a reminder, everyone this round HAS to kiss who the bottle lands on." Deku blushes furiously as Uraraka walks over to him, she gets to her knees before him before kissing him on the cheek last second. Everyone let's out an audibly sigh. But to your surprise Deku pulls her back to him and kisses her fiercely.

"I want you to stop playing this game." His voice comes out a whisper to her but the hushed room allows for everyone to hear, "Let's go to the beach."

You smile as your plan slowly comes together. Momo's bottle some hoe lands on Todoroki, both of them so wasted that they cannot stop themselves from their kiss. Both having held back their feelings for far too long. Todoroki lifts Momo with strong arms as he guides her to the balcony. Denki lands on Jhiro and they both agree to quit but they hold hands as they leave. Slowly your circle shrinks. Katsuki spins and the bottle lands on Kirishima again.

Their eyes widen and as Katsuki goes to stand to leave the game you hold his gaze.

"Coward." You say loudly and he walks to Kirishima, eyes glued to you as he pulls the male up by his chin. Kissing him with a fevor you did not know Katuki possessed and just like you Kirishima cannot deny the passion of the kiss and must fight back a groan. Katsuki let's go, wiping his mouth as the small circle stares in amazement. Hagakure lands on Mineta causing her to comment on how late it was, disappearing quickly as she shed her clothes. Mineta passes out from both a broken heart and too many shots to think. Another round happens, Tokoyami lands on Mina to which he pecks on the cheek, your bottle lands on Mina and she dares you to take off your shirt.

Leaving you to be the one to blush now as she knows you arent wearing anything more than an unlined bralette. Its tight enough that it reveals your pierced nipple to which scarlet eyes are glued.

It is the ash blonde's turn now and it lands on you. You smile as you think up a question to ask him but instead he stands, walking towards you and stopping just beside you. He lifts you by the arm pulling you away from the group.

"She's done playing." A chorus of aaaahhhs rings out before the game dissolves before your very eyes.

"How are you just going to dictate that the game is over stalker boy?!" You growl as he pushes you onto the separate balcony from Todoroki and Momo.

You pat yourself for your smokes, becoming more and more agitated with the blonde before you as you remember what happened to them.

Lucky and all.

"I can dictate whatever I want Princess." The name ignites a drunken fire in you and you shove him, pushing him against the wall hating his God damn intoxicating scent of slightly burnt sugar.

"Don't call me that. Clearly you save that name for any old stupid slut." You hiss. Bakugou's eyes narrow, bare skin heating beneath your palms that press against his chest. One over his sternum the other prodding the sweet meat between two ribs. He flips you, slamming you into the exterior wall, deadly arms trapping you as the wooden siding bites into your ass, back and bare thighs. One of his hands finds your hip, squeezing hard enough for a bruise to blossom as he is reminded that someone else has gripped your tender flesh.

"Then I have every right to call you a slut huh? You kissed half the class tonight." He snarls darkly, "I can only imagine what you did in the states while you were a thief AND an assassin."

You still at his comment, no longer trying to move his muscled body from yours.

"How did you?" It comes out angry yet your eyes still water.

"You don't make a sound when you walk, you appear out of thin air, you blend into any crowd or background better than I've ever seen and lastly a lot of stuff has turned up missing." He leans closer to you, "Like a certain t shirt of mine, a lighter I use for practice, Azawai's goggles and about 50,000 yen between the twenty of us."

You look away more ashamed over the killing more than the stealing. The stealing you picked up to survive, the killing...

Well the killing paid big and you had a lot you needed to pay for.

Not that any of it mattered in the end with the life that was cut much too short.

You grab onto his forearm, nails digging into his skin, silently begging for him to stop.

"You have swift hands. It's why I have to watch you." He tilts your chin his way again and you jerk free just for his strong fingers to find your jawline once more.

"I hate you watching me." A dark growl leaves your kissable lips that somehow cuts deeper into Katsuki than one of your knives ever has.

"Why?" The question comes out slowly and you whip your eyes to his.

"Your gaze is so heavy Suki. I'm only ever reminded of the wrong I've done and the wrong I'll continue to do. I never please you, you always scold me and I told myself well at least he hates me some kinda special since I have my own nickname but come to find out you call any bitch that!" You huff, stupid drunk tears pricking your eyes.

"You think I *care* about that girl downstairs?" He snarls darkly, "Do I make sure she eats when she goes through a depressive episode? To I help steer her clear of smoking or alchohol that she could binge on during her darkest hour? Do I pick a fight or force her to spare with me when I know she needs to let off steam? Do I feed her the finest foods, place a chocolate bar for her to steal out of the freezer or treat her remotely to fucking anything like you?"

You have no words as you digest what he had said, scarlet eyes flickering back and forth, searching yours for answers before he finds it. He tilts your head to his, taking your lips to his own as he kisses you tenderly, parting and returning to kiss you deeply. Biting your lip for entrance as your tongues fight, his hands finding your pierced nipple easily. He gives it a harsh tug earning a moan into his mouth. He explores you for a few moments before he let's go, both of your lips swollen as you pant for breath.

"You're my one and fucking only, got it *Princess*?"

"Yea yea stalker boy." You pull him back to you by the nape of his neck, kissing him with breath stealing passion.