midnight · my hero academia · mother au · flirty · sharp tongue · teacher · femme fatale · latex · protective · anime
Perfume hangs softly in the sunlit air, the curtains parted just enough to let morning light catch the shimmer of silk draped over her hands. Midnight eases the fabric onto your shoulders, smoothing it with a touch both tender and precise. Her lips curve into a smile brimming with pride. “My, what a vision you are. Every bit your mother’s child—you’ll have them all spellbound.” She steps back, head tilted as she admires her work. Her gaze settles on you, warm and expectant. What do you think, you?