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“Don’t move” Reigen’s gaze hardens as he clutches the gun “It’s loaded by the way”
Shadows cascade across his face, the setting sun lighting up his eyes as he glares at Toichiro.
Toichiro honestly can’t believe his eyes. This powerless man has the gall to point a useless gun at him. What does he think that’s going to do . Toichiros eyes study him, his heart begins to beat unnaturally in his chest. He has to know the gun won’t work. But his eyes blaze with determination.
“Sakurai’s Jugan” Toichiro raises his eyebrow “You can’t threaten me with something like that”
“Shi- shishou” Mob mutters in his grip. Reigens hands shake as his grip tightens.
“Hey, Mob”
The gunshot rings against his ears as the bullet ricochets against Toichiros shield, doing nothing. Reigen holds back his annoyance, and stops his eyes from admiring the man in front of him. He has a job to do, and a kid to save. He does notice the way the other mans eyes gaze across him, and he begins to form a plan
“I don’t sense any power from you” Toichiro ignores the bullet completely. “You’ll stay out of this, if you know what’s best for you” he doesn’t have time for this…idiotic man, who dares stand up to him.
Reigen lowers his gun and continues to glare. Not moving an inch from his spot.
Toichiro blanches at the brazen, idiotic, confidence of the man in front of him. He can’t help the way his heart stutters at the lack of fear emanating from him. How peculiar.
“Apparently, you still don’t understand how powerful I am” He throws Mob to the side, who collapses onto the ground.
“Hey, you alive mob” Reigen worries “I don’t know what I was thinking, letting you go off alone like that” he thinks of all that’s happened in a single day “I think my ability to think was impacted by all the unnatural things going on” he stares at the ground in shame.
“I failed as a master”
Mob shakes on the ground “you did well, I’ll treat you to some takoyaki on the way home”
“Master” Toichiro asks in almost disbelief “even though you can’t even see how powerful I am” all of this, risking his life to save one boy, how interesting.
”So you’re also someone who tricks others and steals from them” Toichiro decides
Reigen sighs “Well this is ironic” he drops the gun and tucks his hands in his pocket “if you ask me, you can only see powers that can’t be seen, I feel sorry for you” his voice is somehow commanding.
“What’s that supposed to mean”
“I’m saying esp isn’t the only extraordinary power people can have, off the top of my head, I can think of four ways to defeat you” he holds up four fingers for emphasis. Four well manicured fingers, they look soft, Toichiro stops himself from wondering how they’d feel in his.
“Oh, you should give them a try, then” he greatly considers that he’s lying, he’s a con man, how could he possibly know ways to defeat him. But on the off chance that he isn’t, which Toichiro highly doubts, he can’t just let a man who knows his weaknesses walk away from him. He also can’t deny his own growing interest in the man is clouding his judgment.
“Nah, I don’t feel like it” Reigen replies simply, hands waving in the air. Toichiro almost wants to laugh at how quickly he denied him, so blatantly as well. “But I do have a request”
“Will you let me join you” his eyes darken as he smiles lowly. Now this has Toichiros interest. Having such a man by his side could greatly aid him, the way his voice worms its way into your ear, how his movements almost hypnotize you, he would be a great addition. Not to mention how he already seems to know his weaknesses by a glance, if he’s telling the truth of course, which he most likely isn’t, even then his ability to read people will greatly help him take down his enemies. Even if he doesn’t have these skills, he wants him anyway.
“What good does that do me” he keeps up his defense, trying to pry more info from him.
“I’d be able to easily persuade my student who’s unconscious there” he stands confidently in the evening sun, it makes him look ridiculously attractive “as well as all the guys outside, that should be reason enough” he talks as if he knows whatever plan he has will work. Like a predator circling prey it’s already caught.
“Let’s hear about these methods of defeating me as well…if you actually have any that is” Toichiro urges him again. His heart still beats unnaturally.
“Fine fine” Reigen relents, smirking. “If you’re really that worried about someone like me defeating you then I guess I can tell you” Toichiro can’t tell if his face is warm from annoyance or something else, the teasing tone in Reigens voice does inconvenient things to him.
“On one condition, you move my student to safety” without another word Toichiro lifts Mob with his powers and sends him downstairs, towards where he believes Serizawa should still be.
“Well, proceed” Toichiro insists, a little impatient for once, which is unnatural for him. He believes himself to be quite put together, patient at the very least. Especially if he can wait 20 years before attempting world domination. But something about the man in front of him makes his patience waver.
Reigens eyes sharpen once Mob is out of the room, he has a plan, and now he can enact it.
Slowly, very slowly, he begins to walk towards Suzuki. His heels against the floor resounding against the empty room.
“While you may be a powerful psychic” Reigens voice drops a level, almost sultry in a way. It makes Toichiros skin prickle with want. “A very powerful one” Reigen makes sure to stroke his ego. It works, of course it does. Even if he knows Reigen’s just trying to butter him up, he can’t help the effect Reigens voice has on him.
“But in the end, you’re also just a man” Reigen grows closer and closer to him. He studies each fold in Reigens cheap suit, his eyes watch each movement he makes. How his hips sway like his legs are barely connected. He can’t remember the last time he was this interested in someone in this way.
Reigen stops in front of him, close, closer than anyones been for a long time. He can smell his cheap cologne, floral and musky. It fills his nose, clouding his judgment more than the proximity already had. Reigen leans in, with not a hint of fear, like he’s laid the trap and already knows for a fact that it’s going to work. Toichiros breath quickens just slightly. His attempt to stay in control, to seem unaffected wavers greatly when he feels Reigens breath against his neck.
“And you see” Reigens voice trickles into his ear, sweet and vicious
“no man is immune to seduction” he whispers into his ear, his voice low, almost sounding like a promise of what’s to come. his hands begin to feel up Toichiros arms, feeling his tense muscle underneath black sleeves.
“So strong..” Reigen murmurs into his neck. A shiver runs through Toichiros body. He hates to think that such a powerless man was able to overtake him, but he’s begun to feel weak under his voice.
And he hates feeling weak.
But he wants more.
Dear god, he wants more .
“Listen” he leans fully on Toichiro, his body burns against him. One hand of his casually reaches up, caressing his neck. Making Toichiros breath catch in his throat. With Reigen pressed up against him he can feel every movement he makes. Every press of the fabric heats his skin. His hands twitch at his side, tempted to grab. “If you surrender” Reigens hand slides down his arms and intertwines their fingers.
“Then I’ll show you my method of defeating you” he sighs against him.
“But aren’t y-” Reigen places a finger over his mouth, shushing him. Toichiro hates the casual way he asserts himself over him. He hates how it makes his heart flutter, how it warms his body.
“This is nothing compared to a real seduction” if this isn’t seduction, then what is it. And why is it so effective against him.
Toichiro really shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t.
He can’t surrender everything he’s worked for just for this one moment. Just for this idiotic man in front of him. This idiotic, attractive, charismatic man.
But he’s only a man, and he wants more.
The words are shameful as they leave his mouth “I..surrender”
He allows himself to fall into Reigens grasp.
“Good boy” his words are confident. He knew this would happen. His words pull a small stunted moan from Toichiro. Oh how far he’s fallen.
And just like that, Claw is defeated.
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“My shishou…you need to help him”
“Of- of course! Right away” Serizawa runs quickly up the stairs, praying he’s not too late. This is something he should’ve done a long time ago.
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Minutes later he steps quietly down the steps, face flushed red, and embarrassed. Mob wonders what he saw.
“I- I think your shishous fine” Serizawa mumbles. He stumbles past Mob to spread the news that Toichiro’s been defeated.
Maybe Mob doesn’t want to know what happened, actually.