King of my Heart - 7

"King of my Heart - 7"

orig. 12/5/2018

BNHA Elly (Cheshire) x Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)
Inspired by "King of my Heart" by Taylor Swift 

Non-Canon based off manga/anime

PG

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The phone lit up, vibrating madly next to her on the bed. Elly clumsily reached out and grabbed it, squinting sleepily at the text.

Wakey wakey 

She smiled, then scrolled down to see a picture he had attached of him making the silliest kissing face she had ever seen. She almost dropped the phone she snorted so hard, especially when it started to vibrate again.

I'll be over in a half an hour with coffee ~~

"Mmm, coffee," she purred. She would look forward to that, for sure, since it was the early morning hours and they both had to be working with high energy. Elly showered and leisurely dressed in her hero outfit, stretching with some pleasure as she smoothed the suit out over her body. They were their personas when they recorded, and both of them dressed the part even if no one would see them but a handful of studio workers and some insomniacs.

Mic was already vibrating restlessly, so excited to have her with him that he texted her three more times as he walked to her hotel. She met him outside with a huge grin on her face, tail lashing about her legs eagerly when she saw he did indeed have the proffered caffeinated beverage.

"Thank you," she sighed as she took a sip. "God, this is good." Mic reached out and took the cup from her after she had drank a little. "Hey!"

"No kiss?" He pouted, lower lip jutting out. 

Elly laughed. "Sorry. Coffee always comes first, or I can't even think straight."

"You had some," he pointed out with a devilish twinkle in his eyes. 

She noticed that with the orange glasses on he wore for his costume, his green eyes looked almost red. It was an odd effect but she still got lost in them one more time as he lightly brushed her lips, a typical 'good morning' type of kiss. "Mmmn. Okay, now coffee again."

He cracked up, his own cup sloshing a little as he gave hers back. "You're so freaking cute." They stood close together in the little bus stop area.

"Pfft. Says the man wearing his hero costume. You know, the one that's all leather." 

"Ohhh, I forgot you think I'm sexy." He struck a pose with his arm held out and a cheesy grin on his face.

"No fair! Quit bringing that up." She poked him in the chest. 

"I can't help it, baby. I'm too psyched!" He danced around a little.

"Mic," she snickered, "you look like you have to pee."

"Ah, well." He stared down at the coffee. "Maybe a little. This is my second one of these already." The bus pulled up and they got on laughing together.

They got off close by and walked until they reached their destination. Both of them were out of coffee by this time, but as he held open the door he assured her they had "the best" coffee in the machines and offered to buy her a can. 

"Sounds great!"

The set was wrapped up for the other host and they had switched over. Elly watched fondly as Mic swapped his headphones out for the station ones. He checked the computer screens, toggles and boards, then looked up. 

"Was there something you wanted before we start, Ches?"

Elly winked. "Other than to kiss you, nope."

Hizashi's face lit up. He leaned over, grinning. "Then kiss me, baby." When she did, smiling in anticipation, she received a shock. Instead of his usual soft, light kiss he surprised her by pressing much harder. She gasped as his mouth dominated hers, pleasantly firm with just enough roughness that it took her breath away. The desire was so evident in his actions that she could barely respond. Elly was swooning by the time he was finished, grasping at his chair to try and stabilize herself.

He broke the kiss leisurely and adjusted his headphones. "Hmmm," he hummed lightly, glancing at the blinking light on his panels. "Hey everybody! It's time for Put Your Hands Up Radio - comin' at you from 1 am to 5 am right here, with me, Present Mic!" He paused, then added, "Aaaaand for those listeners with a sharp ear, you just heard the Japanese debut of my girlfriend Cheshire, from MADD radio in the west!" He handed her the other headset.

Elly put the extra headphones on. "Looks like have a real hot mic," she chuckled, referencing both the blond in front of her as well as the kissing sounds that should not have been broadcast.

"Ha!"

"Especially since I'm supposed to be in the other booth, you dork!"

He pulled her onto his knee and shook his head. "Nope. Not gonna be that apart from ya, baby. Everybody say hey! She's gonna stick around. I'm making sure of that."

"Aww, cute. Now get that set on, banana man, or you'll start losing those precious listeners of yours." She squeezed his leather-clad thigh and he spit the fresh mouthful of coffee he had just taken into the air.

The rest of the show went pretty much like that. Four hours seemed to fly by and they were faced with the prospect of not knowing exactly what to do. 5 in the morning was not a time many people were awake. 

"I usually just chill out at home," he confessed as they waited for the bus again. "I don't wanna, though," he whined. "M'gonna be so bored home alone."

"Well, why don't we go back there, have some tea and try to relax?"

He raised his eyebrows at her, one eye squinting and the other huge in that strange way he had. She found it absolutely adorable but knew the other teachers thought he looked creepy when he did it. "You wanna hang out at my place? This late?"

Elly was at a loss for words. His smile had turned rather diabolical. That, paired with his rather disconcerting gaze, froze her in place. "Um," was all she could manage to squeak out.

"That's a great idea!" He picked her up and spun her around in the air to emphasize his joy.

"Zashi! Christ, I'm gonna barf. Cut it out!"

"Hee hee hee!" He stopped spinning but refused to put her down when she squirmed. "Nope. Mine."

"You're a crazy man," she said fondly, resting her head on his shoulder. 

He carried her on the bus.

He wouldn't let her go when they got off, either. Hizashi held her in his arms the whole walk to his apartment, humming happily under his breath and pausing to kiss her cheek every once in awhile. He kept this part up because the first time he had did it she'd burst into an absolute fit of giggles, telling him it tickled because of the vibrations in his hum.

"Tadah!" 

"Oof. This is where I can walk again?"

"Yeah," he said apologetically, fishing around in his pockets. "Otherwise I can't get the key out of my pocket. Leather's too tight." She meowed suggestively and he felt his stomach tighten at the thought they were going to be alone together - really alone -- for the first time. "Here." He swung his arm about grandly, inviting her in as the door opened.

"Oh my god," she held up a hand before her mouth as she entered, automatically slipping her paw boots off. Hizashi stumbled about nervously, wondering what he should do next, but she was too amazed at her surroundings to move. He lived in a golden, warm space with dark wood, thick carpeting and comfortable-looking mod furniture. Elly's ears flicked in amusement as she thought that she'd stepped back in time to the 1970's. Records lined neat shelving that ran almost the length of an entire wall, and it looked like he had a very expensive speaker system in his entertainment cabinet.

He appeared beside her and gave her a little pat towards the couch. "Relax, baby. I'll make some tea."

"This place..."

He looked up from the kitchen alcove. He'd taken off his neck gear and set it aside on the counter. "Yeah?"

"It's perfect. It's so you."

"Heh." He filled the tea pot and placed it over the burner. "I think you're the first person to not make fun of it," he told her as he fished a little tin of tea out of a cupboard.

"What?" She folded her ears back. "But I love it!" She took a leopard-print throw pillow from the couch and hugged it close, purring when she smelled his scent on it. "It's perfect, and cozy, and I bet when this place is filled with music it's so nice."

He reappeared and set a tray down on the coffee table in front of her. "You," he said slowly, shaking his head in amazement, "You're just..." He couldn't finish and mutely handed her a hot cup of tea.

"Thanks, Zashi."

"Welcome." He took the other cup and sat next to her, running his fingers through his hair with a faint grimace. He normally showered right away but he would have to endure the sticky, tight feeling for a bit longer. He glanced aside at her and thought he could endure whatever it took with her sitting so close to him on his couch. He propped a leg up on the table and sighed.

"Hmm?"

"Oh, nothing! It's nothing. I..." ...really want to touch you, he thought, finishing the sentence in his mind. He shook himself, feeling a slow burn spread across his face.

She waved her hand dismissively about. "No way, Present Mic. You've got something on your mind, and I wanna know what it is."

The poor man could only endure so much. He wilted for a moment when he heard her say his hero name in such a tone. "All right, then," he said bashfully. "Would you do somethin' for me?" He reached out and took her almost-empty cup, placing it carefully back on the tray with his.

"Sure, Zashi."

"No take-backsies!" He suddenly squealed in english. "Now you have to, babygirl." He grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap so she was facing outwards.

"Uh... Zashi?" She started to sweat. "What did you want?"

"Mmmm," he hummed comfortably, nuzzling her hair and snuffling. "You smell like you."

"Hizashi!" She giggled. "I don't use scented things. I can't."

"Yeah, that means your scent is all you. I like it."

"Hizashi?"

"Umm?"

"What did you want?"

"I want to touch your tail," he chuckled. "I, err, heard it's a sensitive spot and stuff but it looks so fluffy!"

Elly choked. The blush that had been burning in her cheeks spread down her neck. "H - Hizashi..."

"Pleasssse?" He spun her around and made puppy dog eyes at her, his lower lip jutting out cutely. "I wanna pet it." He ran his hands down her back, his expression slipping from adorable to sly. "And you promised..." He stopped just before he reached the base and touched his nose to hers.

"But I'm - I'm really sensitive there," she gulped, repeating what he had already said in a small voice.

"I know, baby." He pressed his mouth to hers and thrust his tongue inside, pushing harder than he ever had in his eagerness. "Mnn, pretty please," he panted hotly, kissing her again and again. "Zashi wants to pet the pretty kitty's tail."

"Ah!" Her neck rolled back as he closed his hands around the base and squeezed gently.

"Good girl," he gasped, trembling. "Oh my good, beautiful, sexy babygirl!" He ran his hands down the stripey length, admiring the softness. "Wow, it really is silky."

"Nya!" A tiny whimper caught his attention and he pulled back to see her eyes shiny with unshed tears. He drew in a sharp breath.

"Elly?" He spoke her name very quietly. "Baby, you're way too cute like that." He wiped a tear that dripped down her cheek. "Did I do something wrong? Too fast?"

"No... no, Zashi. It's okay, I -" She smiled weakly.

"I'm sorry," he blurted. "I just couldn't hold back, I - I've been trying so damned hard to go slow, and..!"

"Hi-za-shi." She enunciated his name slowly. "Let me finish what I was going to say, okay?" He nodded, biting his lip in that way he had. "I was gonna say it's okay because I like your hands on me."

"Ohhh." 

"But," she added, "I - I think that's all for tonight. Okay?"

He cleared his throat and held his hands up. "Okay," he said in english with a wide grin.