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Fatgum made an appearance for your Class 3-A, talking about hero agencies and what you should take into consideration before you choose which one you will work for, before you try going solo.
As the hero spoke, you thought back to the pain you had been put through for the past two weeks. No one knew you were a Sub. Due to your quirk and personality, you were too strong to be dominated by anyone, so everyone thought you were a Dom. Male and female Subs would throw themselves at your feet, but you had to play it off and pretend you weren't interested in any of them. He found out you were a Sub because you confessed to him, and the two of you would be mistaken for friends since everyone knew Kirishima was a Dom. Instead of claiming you with a collar, he decided it would be better for you to have a small claim on your wrist. Your now ex-Dom Kirishima left you because it was uncomfortable having you as his Sub because of your strong personality and quirk. The two of you had been together for about a year, and he dropped you because you didn't act like a Sub around him.
Fatgum hated having to take a day off to talk to a bunch of students who probably already knew where they were going to work. He was a Dom and liked being the center of attention, which is why he quickly noticed that one student, not listening to him, thought looking out the window at nothing was more interesting. She looked like she hadn't slept for days, and her eyes were puffy and red. Then he noticed an abrasion on your wrist, probably from leather, meaning you were a Sub; and the Dom who claimed you clearly after a long relationship, broke it off. Now, as he was talking, he looked around the room. He had a feeling your Ex-Dom was in the same class as you, and he was right because there sat a guilt-ridden Kirishima who kept taking glances at you. He remembered Kirishima talking about a strong Sub he had claimed, but was unsure if he claimed you too soon. Your quirk was gravity, but it was different from Uravity's quirk.
You could raise and lower gravity as you wished and could make a single thing lighter and move in any direction you wanted by manipulating gravity. You could also make yourself move faster by using your quirk. You could make your hits harder by using gravity to make your fists heavy, while making your arms light, while using the surrounding gravity as support. Your potential was limitless, and when you fought, you would never have to lift a finger unless your opponents could counter gravity pressure or survive things being thrown at them, too fast for the eye to see.
Taishiro was a Dom who was looking for a Sub who could fight by his side, but he had a quirk that would be difficult to keep up with since he would take on any villain carelessly. But with you by his side, he felt like the two of you could make the perfect tag team. He fought recklessly, and he needed someone who could carry their weight and fight next to him.
When the hero was done talking, the class was dismissed, and everyone was leaving the classroom when you heard footsteps walking up to you.
"Hey (Y/n), can I talk to you?" Asked a calm Kirishima.
"No. Leave me alone." You quickly answer as you look around a now-empty classroom.
"(Y/n)." He said in an authoritative voice as if he could still tell you what to do.
"Don't you dare act like you are my Dom. I will not listen to a damn thing you have to say. Now leave me alone, Kirishima!" You shout, mad that he was acting like you had to listen to anything he had to say. You weren't his Sub anymore.
"This is why I broke us off. You don't act like a Sub. There isn't a Dom in this world that would be able to stand to have you as their partner." Kirishima was pissed that you wouldn't listen, so he let his mouth run.
You slapped him. Like Hell, you were going to take the garbage he was throwing at you.
"You. Are. A. Shitty. Dom." You growl.
Kirishima had had enough and grabbed you by your chin and looked at you with anger in his eyes. He couldn't control how upset he was and used his quirk on you, causing your chin and cheek to bleed. Once he noticed red dripping from your chin, he let go and came back to his senses. At that moment, he saw you as a Submissive. You had fallen off your chair and quickly crawled back to the wall. You brought your knees to your chest and cried into your lap.
He couldn't help himself. He still had the bracelet in his backpack. "Come."
With tears in your eyes, you crawled over to the redhead.
"Sit." He said, no longer thinking straight. He had always wanted to see you in a weak and submissive state, and now he had the pleasure.
He got on his knees, took out the bracelet from his bag, and tied it back onto your wrist.
He started undoing your tie; his breathing was heavy as his dominant side took over. He shoved your tie in your mouth before flipping you over to your hands and knees. He lifted your skirt and moved your panties to the side and aligned himself with your entrance.
"Kirishima!" You heard a low voice bellow.
The two of you look back and see Taishiro at the doorway.
"Leave us alone. She's mine. Look." Kirishima growled as he showed the hero the bracelet he had tied back on your wrist.
"She doesn't look like she's yours." The hero said, ignoring the sorry excuse of a claim that was sloppily tied onto your wrist.
Kirishima looked at you; you were terrified and trembling, tears staining your cheeks, while the tie muffled your whimpers.
"Leave." The hero ordered, and Kirishima did just that. Once he was out of sight, you pulled off the cuff and spat out your tie. You were embarrassed that this pro saw you in this condition, but you were grateful he stopped Kirishima from going any further.
You were weak in the knees and had trouble standing up. So, the hero picked you up along with your belongings.
"Where to?" He asked you, as he looked down at your face, which held the expression that any Submissive had when their needs weren't fulfilled.
"Dorm." You whispered as you trembled.
You decided to close your eyes so you wouldn't see the looks the other students gave you. After a few looks were thrown your way, the hero decides to cover you with your school jacket so no one knows who you are. Once you entered the dorm building, you pulled off the jacket and saw Kirishima staring at you and him. Taishiro ignored the looks the two of you received from your classmates, whether they were of worry or jealousy.
"What floor?" The hero asked you in a soft voice.
"Top. I'm a transfer, and the only room available was one on the staff floor." You answered with a blush.
He walked down the hall and stopped when he saw a student's plaque on a door. He held you in one arm while he dug around in your bag for your key. Once he found it, he unlocked your door and pushed it open to see a room full of Ramen and Senpai posters. Your closet was open, and a shelf was full of toys you enjoyed, along with a basket full of batteries. He almost dropped you when he saw what you had. Just by looking at the shelf, he knew how to please you.
He used up all his willpower to lay you down on your bed and set your bag next to your desk.
"Kirishima told me about your quirk," Taishiro said, hoping that it was okay to talk about his student. "I would like you to work at my agency." He continued when you didn't respond.
Kirishima was like a son to him, but putting your Sub in such a state was very irresponsible. He would need to have a very long talk with him, as any mentor should.
"Enji-San already offered me a position to work as one of his sidekicks." You replied as you sat up, pulling him away from his thoughts.
"Enji-San? You know him?" Taishiro asked. He was slightly pissed that you were on a first-name basis with the number one Pro Hero.
"Yeah. My stepdad is friends with him." You explained, oblivious to his irritation.
"You like him?" He blurted.
"W-what?" You asked, taken aback. He had no business when it came to your private life.
"Sorry, I meant, are you going to accept his offer?" He said, trying to fix the mess he made as fast as possible.
"Oh. Probably. I would be able to go solo faster if I did." You reply, glad he didn't mean what you thought he did.
"Be mine. I'll make sure you go solo faster." He blurted out again. He wanted to slap himself for not having self-control over his mouth.
"Th-thank you for the offer, Taishiro-San. I'll think about it." You replied suddenly, very self-conscious.
Without saying anything more, the hero left your room but stopped right before he closed the door behind him. You watched as he stepped back into the room and locked the door. He stood there for a few seconds before going to your closet and going through your submissive toys. He picked up a collar, leash, and lube.
"How long has it been since you were with Kirishima?" The hero asked, his dominant side wholly taken over.
"Three weeks, he left me two weeks ago," You said with a bright blush on your face when you saw what he had picked up.
"Let me show you how much I want you as my sidekick." He said, turning to face you. His face was no longer that of a hero, but of a Dominant who found the Submissive they wanted to claim.
"I'll make sure you become a solo hero who will be in the top ten." He said as he walked closer to you.
"Do you promise this to all of your sidekicks?" You asked a little on edge.
"No." He responded as he swallowed a lump in his throat. "Just one I want to fight beside."
"Don't catch feelings for me now, Mr. Hero." You reply, remembering the words Kirishima had thrown at you moments ago.
"Why not?" He asked as he set the leash and lube on the bed.
"I can't cook." You answered before he could put the collar on you.
"That's fine. We can eat out." He replied as he fastened it around your neck.
"Every night?" You asked with a teasing smirk on your lips.
"Every fucking night." He said as he picked up the leash. You were his type. You may be a Submissive, but he loved the occasional teasing. He especially liked that you were letting him know that you couldn't do everything he needed. You showed you cared in a different way, and he found it adorable.
"You'd better man up with a Sub like me." You replied as he attached the leash to the collar.
"I'm not a boy like Kirishima. I want a strong Sub who can think for herself and fight by my side." Knowing that you were scared that he would string you along to drop you.
"Then win me over. Earn my trust." You said before he bent down to give you a soft and sweet kiss.
"It would be my honor." He said as he slipped off your skirt and panties before covering his fingers in lube.
He was going to make sure he would take care of you and make you happy. He didn't like the look Kirishima had put on your face and decided today was the day he would win you over.