MHA Paragon

"So you want a weapon? What happened to that chain you had before you disappeared," Mei asked as she turned around and walked further into her workshop. 

"It became part of my body and quirk. I can't use it as a weapon anymore. Besides...I need something that packs a bit more of a punch." Kenji answered as they fell into step behind Mei. 

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Just tell me what you're looking for," Mei said confidently before she stopped in front of a massive weapons rack that took up an entire section of the wall, "Anything you see here, I can make, no problem." 

Kenji scanned his eyes over the weapons, which were stainless steel models. The sheer variety on display was impressive, with models ranging from maces to swords to daggers. 

But Kenji knew even before looking at the display he wouldn't find what he was looking for, "Quality work, but I'm looking for something a bit more special." 

"Well, spit it out," Mei demanded with mock anger, "I've been wanting a challenge." 

"I need a gun," Kenji admitted, "Three actually." 

Mei clicked her tongue, "Not exactly what I was hoping for. What type of energy do you use? Thermal, electric, lasers, gravity?" 

"None of the above," Kenji replied before holding out his hand, "As his palm spat a bullet made out of warped grey metal, "Just good old metal jackets." 

"Hmm," Mei snatched the bullet from Kenji's hand before holding it up to the light to inspect, "What is this made of? I don't see any primer either." 

"Don't worry about the specifics," Kenji replied as he waved his hand, and the bullet burst apart into smoke in Mei's hand, "All I need are the guns to shoot them." 

Mei smirked and crossed her arms, "Alright, I'll make your guns. Any specifications?" 

"One heavy revolver, a lever action rifle, and a sawed-off." Kenji listed off in quick succession, "Also, I need to be present for the infusion. I can't stress that enough." 

"Now that's an odd request," Mei muttered as she grabbed a notepad and started writing down on the paper, "Mind telling me what that's about?" 

"I got something I want to try," Kenji stated, only for Mei to shrug, "Fine with me, as long as you don't hurt my babies." 

"They're my guns. I won't damage them before I get to take them out into the field," Kenji replied. 

"You can shoot them all you like, but at the end of the day, I gave birth to them, meaning they're my babies." Mei insisted, and Kenji realized it wasn't worth the trouble and decided not to make a mountain out of a molehill. 

"Alright then, how long will it take?" 

"End of the week," Mei replied without hesitation. 

"That soon?" Kenji asked, "I want these guns to be quality work, you know?" 

"You insulting my expertise?" Mei glared up at Kenji as she put her hands on her hips. 

"Just making sure I'm getting my money's worth," Kenji answered cockishly, but instead of getting upset, a broad smile spread across Mei's face. 

"Oh, don't worry, you ain't paying with money," Mei replied with a smirk before she glanced past Kenji to look at Toga and Uraraka, "You said I could borrow him?" 

"As long as I can watch," Toga replied with an impish smile that brought a slew of memories to the forefront of Kenji's mind. 

Mei's grin turned almost predatory, "What, you that excited to see me break your little boy toy?" 

Before Toga could respond, Kenji phased behind Mei, his arms wrapping around her body possessively as his hand came up to cup her chin, "You think you can handle me?" 

"I don't know, but I'm eager to find out," Mei taunted as she slipped out of Kenji's grasp before grabbing the hem of her tanktop and pulling it up and over her head, revealing that Mei wasn't wearing a bra. Kenji didn't bother to hide his stare as he watched Mei's breasts bounce as they were freed from their restrictive prison. 

Compared to Toga and Uraraka in size, Mei fell right in the middle, which put her far above most women. Though Kenji had to admit, Mei's chest wasn't her most attractive feature. Kenji watched, entranced, as Mei turned around before unfastening her cargo pants and sliding them down over the pronounced flare of her hips and ass. 

Standing back up in nothing but her panties, Mei met Kenji's eyes, "Your turn." 

Kenji willed his cloak away and felt it vanish from his shoulders, revealing his shadowy body. Mei stared at his naked form like a starving animal as she walked up to Kenji and placed a hand on his chest before slowly tracing the outline of his hardened muscles, "You know, for getting torn apart by other dimensional forces, you don't look half bad." 

Starting to get a feel for Mei's personality, Kenji realized that if he backed down for even a moment, she would seize the opportunity to take control of the situation. A broad grin spread across Kenji's face as he felt his subconscious urges stir, the same ones that had turned him into a predator during the exam and the same urges that had subconsciously formed his quirk, capable of capturing and bending eldritch monsters to his whim. 

Without warning, Kenji roughly grabbed Mei's breast before he started to squeeze and grope the soft mounds that overflowed in his palms, "Let's see how long you can keep making jokes." 

Mei tried not to react, but Kenji's senses had been honed to a razor's edge; the slight tremble in her legs and the slight hitch of Mei's breath were dead giveaways. "Bold words, do you think you can deliver?" 

If he had been unsure before, there was no doubt left in Kenji's mind that Mei was riling him up on purpose, 'She's almost as needy as Toga, but instead of submitting out right, Mei wants me to break her.' 

"Show me your bed, and I promise you won't be walking straight tomorrow," Kenji replied as he let go of Mei's breasts, which had turned a faint pink from his roughhousing. 

"Same goes for you, ghosty," Mei replied as she turned around and walked to the back of her workshop, but not before Kenji's hand could smack Mei across her ass with a crisp slap. Mei stiffened for a moment before resuming her walk as if nothing happened, which only broadened Kenji's grin, 'This is going to be fun.' 

Reaching the back wall, Mei entered a pin into a keypad, opening a hidden door she promptly entered. Thane followed her inside to see a sparsely decorated bedroom, which barely looked lived in. 

Standing at the foot of the bed, Mei turned around and stared at Kenji, definitely, "Alright, here's my bed. Now, it's time to cash in those checks. I want you to make me scream." 

Kenji chuckled as he held up his hand and pointed it at Mei as dark webbing exploded from his palm, "Be careful what you wish for."