I can’t promise that I’ll be good to you - MinaxTetsu

Content Warnings:

Aged up characters ((26 yo))
Sex
Drug use/Drinking
Genderfluid Sero
Quirkless AU

Pairs:

Established KiriBaku
Friends with benefits Denki and Shoto
Eventually ShinKami

((And I’m saying this now to let you all know, I write Mina as being a black POC. I will describe her as such throughout this thread. If that bothers you don’t read my thread ))

The music swelled as Tetsutestu pushed through the crowded dance floor, eyes searching for his friends. They left him again, probably to do a quick bump in the bathroom or fuck in the bathroom or both, knowing Denki and Shoto.

He was tired and wanted to go home. He stayed out longer than he said he would, despite having finals in the morning.

// “Come on man!” Denki cajoled. ”This is your final semester of grad school! Don’t you wanna get fucked up—“

“—or get fucked—,” Shoto cut in.

“—before having to get a real job?”

“I’ll only go with you guys if we leave before last call.” Tetsu found himself giving in,

despite knowing better.

“Say less,” Denki smirked as he held his hand out for Hitoshi to high five.

After a few hours of watching the pair banter playfully as they get dressed, Tetsu is begrudgingly sliding into the back of an u/ber on his way to some new club, LoV. //

He sighed angrily as he pushed past drunk dancers as they undulated and gyrated on the dance floor.

“Care for a dance, daddy?” A petite woman backed her ass up against his groin, grinding against him completely out of sync with the music.

“Only looking for the bathroom,” he shouted over the bass.

The lights pulsed in time with the music, purples, greens, and pinks blending into one another. He clenched his jaw, muttering underneath his breath as he broke free from the woman to continue stumbling forward.

The song changes seamlessly into a song that he’s unfamiliar with. Loud squeaks tumble forth from the speakers and a voice yells out over the music,

“Oh shit! This is my SONG!”

Curiosity won out and he stopped his search for the pair to turn his gaze toward the voice. He was mesmerized as he watched her. Pink, thick curls bounced around her shoulders as she moved in time with the song.

Soft brown skin shone under the pale lights that danced across her figure, catching the shimmer that was dusted across her clavicle. A see through white midriff lace top made Tetsu’s face flush with heat as he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra and had only neon pink pasties

covering her areolas and nipples. Dark denim jeans hugged the swell of her hips, the curve of her thighs, and a round ass. He was drawn to her as she danced, her body singing a sirens song.

Wordlessly, he pushed past men and women to stand next to her. He towered over her, unspeaking, but when she blinked up at him, instead of pushing him away, she smiled brightly.

The piercings nestled in each cheek dimples as she placed her hands on his hips and pulled his body flush against her own.

She pushed a leg between his thighs and rolled her hips forward as she sang out,

“Is it bad that I’ve never made love? No I never did it, but I sure know how to fuck.”

He moved his body with hers, matching her rhythm, until she turned around and dropped into a squat, bouncing her ass to the beat.

He stood staring, in awe of the way her body moved, the way the lights danced across her skin, and the way she enjoyed herself wholly and completely.

The song ended too soon and a slower R&B song was being mixed in. She turned to look at him, smiling again, before leaning in to

yell, “I’m Mina!”

Tetsu pointed to himself and stammered out, “Tetsutetsu.”

“Cool name dude! Come find me for another dance. I hate the slow shit.” She smirked over her shoulder as she bounced toward the pleather couches in the VIP section, greeting a brunette and blonde before settling onto the sofa.

He watched her pour four shots and push away the hands of her companions before downing them quickly, her face twisting into a slight grimace.

A hand clapped onto his shoulder and Shoto’s voice rang loud in his ear. “Ready to go?”

Tetsu tore his gaze away from Mina to acknowledge Shoto. “Yeah, give me a min—“

“—Shooootoooo,” slurred words interrupted Tetsu. “Lessgohomeyeah?” Denki stood next to Shoto, swaying gently on his feet, nearly tipping over in his rainbow platform creepers.

Shoto grabbed Denki’s hand, steadying him and turned back to Tetsu. “We’ll be outside waiting for the car,” Shoto shouted over the music.

Tetsu shrugged them off and headed toward the VIP section waving at Mina. The brunette gestures toward Tetsu, an eyebrow arched in question.

Mina laughed and leaned forward, placing her elbows on her knees to cup her chin in her hands.

“You said to come find you for another dance, but I’m leaving.” Tetsu jerked his thumb towards the exit.

“Tetsu, right?”

He nodded and shifted his weight on his feet, doing his best to not seem awkward.

“Gimme,” Mina makes grabby hands, but says nothing more.

“Uh…” Tetsu rubbed at the back of his neck, afraid to ask for clarification.

“Your phone.” Mina pointed to his pocket and held her hand open, waiting.

“Oh...here.” Tetsu passed his phone to her and watched as she held it up at an angle, her fingers in a V in front of her mouth and a pierced tongue flicking between them.

The camera flashed and she tossed the phone back to him after typing.

“Hit me up some time. I’m always down to meet new people.” Her eyes sparkled as Tetsu navigated to his contacts and found her name and number.