## Preface

dancing in the shadows to a game that can't be won
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/52108501.

Rating:
  Explicit
Archive Warning:
  Rape/Non-Con
Category:
  F/F
Fandom:
  僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Relationship:
  Todoroki Fuyumi/Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko
Characters:
  Todoroki Fuyumi, Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko
Additional Tags:
  Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Nekomata Todoroki Fuyumi, College Student Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, Smut, Vaginal Fingering
Language:
  English
Series:
  Part 3 of BNHA Yokai Verse
Collections:
  My Neko Academinyaan Zine
Stats:
  Published: 2023-12-07 Words: 1,055 Chapters: 1/1

# dancing in the shadows to a game that can't be won

by SoenNoAme (TsukkiNoNeko)

Summary

> Fuyumi yawns wide.

> She’s bored, and the problem is that she’s always bored.

> Or,

> zine piece, heck yeah.

Notes

> My piece for the My Neko Academinyaan zine!

## dancing in the shadows to a game that can't be won

Fuyumi yawns wide.

She’s bored, and the problem is that she’s always bored.

Humans rarely come into this part of the mountain, so she’s left in her lonesome all the time. Which is a bad thing when she’s in heat.

“I wonder…” Fuyumi muses to herself, still in her snow leopard form. “If things will always be this boring…”

As a nekomata , Fuyumi has been alive for centuries. And things have changed for her.

In the worst way possible.

Humans stopped frequenting her mountain. And by humans, she means humans who pique her interest.

She’s not interested in sweaty old men, no thank you.

Maybe it’s time I left this mountain and intermingled with human society? Fuyumi thinks to herself. Many yokai are doing that nowadays…

To be away from her home grounds means that her powers will be weakened, but she feels as though she has no choice.

Her ears twitch when she hears footsteps nearing her.

I haven’t seen anyone come here in ages , Fuyumi purrs softly. Now, who might you be, little human?

The human seems to be lost, constantly looking around her surroundings. She lets out curses, confirming Fuyumi’s suspicion.

“Fuck,” the human spits out. “Where the hell am I?”

Fuyumi stays in her snow leopard form when she jumps down from her tree, poised in front of the human. The human lets out an excited squeal.

Which, to be honest, was not the reaction Fuyumi was expecting.

“A snow leopard?” the human croons. “I didn’t know this mountain had one! They didn’t have a sign saying so!”

That’s probably because I keep to myself , Fuyumi rolls her eyes.

“You’re a good kitty, aren’t you?” the human giggles.

Fuyumi delves into the human’s mind to figure out a few things.

Usagiyama Rumi, a college student, huh? Fuyumi wants to know what a college student is doing at this part of the mountain when it’s so late.

“If you’re a good kitty, can you lead me towards the entrance of the mountain?” Rumi asks. “I’m kinda lost.”

Fuyumi shifts into her human form, which does garner a shocked scream from the human girl.

“W-what are you?” Rumi demands.

“Didn’t you notice there was something weird about my tail, Rumi- chan ?” Fuyumi grins. “It’s two-tipped, my dear.”

“No fucking way,” Rumi blinks. “ Yokai aren’t real.”

“You can tell that to my dear brothers,” Fuyumi scoffs. “We’re abominations though.”

“Huh? Abominations?” Rumi looks confused. “Why?”

“Too much talking,” Fuyumi is at her limit.

She uses her powers to restrain Rumi.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Rumi squeaks.

“Shh, be a good girl for me, Rumi- chan ,” Fuyumi purrs as she ruts her still-clad cunt against Rumi’s shapely thigh. “You got thighs I’d kill for, after all.”

“Huh?” Rumi sounds confused.

Fuyumi doesn’t bother answering. She just continues to rub herself against Rumi’s thigh. She never thought herself to ride someone’s thigh, but Rumi’s got such nice one . She can’t help but to rub herself against it like a housecat.

Fuyumi starts to purr, using her powers once more to remove Rumi’s clothes. The poor human tries to cover herself to no avail.

“There’s no point in hiding, Rumi- chan ,” Fuyumi smirks. “You’re mine for the night.”

Every part of Fuyumi is telling her to taste Rumi, so she does exactly that. She uses her yokai strength to hold Rumi’s wrists crossed and held up above her head as she delves her tongue inside the human’s cunt.

“You taste wonderful,” Fuyumi decides, her tail curling. “Aren’t you scared?”

“I am scared,” Rumi admits. “But you’re so breathtakingly beautiful. Why would you do this to me?”

Fuyumi doesn’t answer that silly question. She’s a nekomata , a nekomata who is centuries old. She’s done worse stuff out of boredom.

Not to mention my body needs this , Fuyumi muses to herself as she tastes Rumi further. The human tastes like slick and fear, and she likes that fear a lot.

Fuyumi continues to lap at the female human’s cunt until her inner walls spasm around her tongue.

But she isn’t done just yet.

Fuyumi removes her own clothes and straddles Rumi’s shapely thigh again. Before the human can ask what’s going on, she starts rubbing her clit against her thigh. It feels so good to finally have relief for her ache. Rumi’s face reddens, breaths getting shallower.

The nekomata inches her twin-tipped tail close to the human’s cunt, circling one of the tips against her clit. Rumi lets out a breathy moan, which delights Fuyumi.

“Your body is so honest,” Fuyumi purrs.

“Have you considered that you’re just good at what you’re doing?” Rumi rasps out.

“Could be a little bit of both~” Fuyumi grins.

Fuyumi’s other tail-tip enters Rumi’s slick cunt, who lets out a muffled mewl. She strokes the other from the inside as she stimulates her clit as well, purring from the reaction she’s getting.

Rumi is just too vocal for her liking.

“My, my,” Fuyumi continues to do what she was doing. “You really are sensitive.”

She doesn’t give Rumi any chance to reply, resuming to ride her thigh as she uses her tail to stroke her inner walls.

“I’m gonna—” Rumi starts, then arches her back as she comes again.

“Good girl~” Fuyumi hums, not ceasing to stop her tail work.

Fuyumi has to rut herself against Rumi for a few more moments before she herself comes as well. She may have roared when she did.

“Please let me go,” Rumi’s beautiful eyes glisten with tears.

“Why should I?” Fuyumi licks the tears away.

Smiling, Fuyumi uses her free hand to cup Rumi’s very-slicked-up cunt and thumbs at the clit, garnering a whimper from the human. She doesn’t have to try hard to trigger a third release from Rumi.

“You’re a godsend, Usagiyama Rumi,” Fuyumi mutters half to herself.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Rumi blinks rapidly.

“It means,” Fuyumi purrs. “I wish to keep you.”

Rumi looks confused.

“Why ‘keep’ me?” Rumi asks.

“Are you worried about your little human life?” Fuyumi scoffs. “Oh well…”

Fuyumi uses her powers to erase memories of all that happened from Rumi’s brain.

“W-where am I?” Rumi groans, fully clothed once again. “Ugh, I have a headache… my parents will be worried about me…”

Next time I see you, Fuyumi states. I won’t let you go .

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