Rating:E 18+ (explicit sexual content)

Pairings:Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader / minor Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader / minor Bakugou x fem!reader x Todoroki

Summary: Katsuki was tired. All he wanted was to relax on the sofa and forget the last sixteen hours had happened but you have other ideas. Shoto’s out of town and there is something you have wanted to try with the angry blond for quite some time. So you placed the dog ears and collar on the bed and waited, already imagining how good he will look on his knees and begging for it.

Part of the Twos Company, Threes a Crowd series. Master list can be found here but can be read on own.

Katsuki was exhausted.

It had been a long day filled with villains that just wouldn’t give up. A large group of about forty lowlifes had swarmed the city. It had been a planned attack, teams of five hitting various banks across the city in hopes of overwhelming the heroes and getting away with at least something.

They hadn’t counted on the hero’s quick reaction time though but they had been caught short with about a dozen of their best hero’s out of town at a training camp for up and coming hero’s. Shoto and Deku among them. It had taken hours but eventually they managed to track them all down and got them into police custody.

Groaning Katsuki slumped back against the lift wall, trying to take some of his weight of his aching feet. He had never been so grateful that they had gotten an apartment so close to the agency as he was right now. The ten minute walk had seemed to take ages but it was a damn sight better than the hour it used to take to get to the old one.

A pained grunt had Katsuki cracking open his tired eyes to watch the women across from him. She looked just as tired as he felt, leaning her side against the wall and her head pressing against the metal. She had her phone in her hand, fingers moving quickly across the screen. Katsuki could only assume she was talking to Shoto, the other man probably having freaked out when news of the attack reached him. He should message him as well, confirm that he was alive and not broken in any way but it seemed like too much effort to drag his phone from his pocket. The lift chimed signalling they had arrived on their floor and wordlessly the two of them shuffled from the lift and made their way down to the far end of the corridor.

Katsuki dug his keys out of his pocket, Y/N still texting away in her phone and not really paying much attention to anything else. Katsuki couldn’t help but wonder what she and half and half were talking about. The other man normally only gave short answers that consisted of as few words as he could get away with. Any conversation with him was normally over in a matter of seconds, not minutes.

Grunting Katsuki shouldered the door open, letting her slip in first before he followed after, closing it behind him with a soft click. He kicked his shoes of and nudged them against the wall as he pulled his jacket off and hanging it up.

He felt arms wrapped around his middle, her small frame pressing against his back. Katsuki lent into the touch, feeling some of his tension start to ease. “Why don’t you go take a shower and I will make some tea”. Her voice was soft as she spoke, not that much louder than a whisper but it seemed to echo in the small space of the hall way. “Yeah. Sounds good” he whispered back, his own large hands coming up to rub gently at hers. She placed a quick kiss to the back of his neck before she pulled away, disappearing around the corner to start her task.

Sighing Katsuki tipped his head back, looking up at the ceiling as he just stood there for a second. It felt like the first time he had actually stopped all day, finally able to relax now that he was home. He was just Katsuki here, Ground Zero left behind on the other side of the door. Just plain, old, ordinary Katsuki, without the expectations of a whole country in his shoulders.

Taking a deep breath he turned to make his own way into the apartment. Y/N had turned the lamp on in the living room, a faint yellow glow making it seem warm and inviting. She was already in the kitchen, pulling cups from the cupboard as the kettle boiled. She hadn’t turned any lights on instead using the dim light of the lamp in the living room to see what she was doing.

“I won’t be long” he mumbled as he walked past heading into the small corridor that lead to the bedroom and bathroom. He went to the bedroom first. He flipped the light on, pulling off his cloths as he made his way inside and stuffing them into the washing hamper. He sent a quick text to Shoto confirming he was okay before chucking his phone on the bed. Rifling through his draws he pulled out a clean pair of sweatpants, chucking them over his shoulder as he made his way from the room.

He walked naked down to the bathroom, grabbing a towel from the cupboard as he went. He turned the shower up high, letting steam fill the room before he stepped under the spray. He hissed as the hot water hit his aching muscles, his skin turning pink almost instantly. He braced his hands against the smooth tiles, letting his head fall forward under the spray.

He stood like that for a few moments, letting the water run over him as he just breathed, trying not to think about anything. Eventually he shoved himself away from the wall, turning slightly to grab the body wash and sponge off the shelf in the corner. He was methodical and quick as he cleaned himself of the days’ worth of grime that cling to his skin, the tension easing in his shoulders with every second he spent under the spray. By the time he stepped out of the shower Katsuki felt almost human again. He wrapped the towel around his waist before stepping up to the sink and rubbing the condensation away from the mirror to get a good look at himself.

His hair sat flat on his head, the water weighing it down. His skin was flushed pink from the heat but he didn’t look as tired as he thought he would, the shower clearly having done something to rejuvenate him. His muscles glistened in the dim light, water sliding down his chest and defund abs, disappearing into the top of the towel.

Huffing he pulled the towel from around his waist to dry himself, rubbing vigorously at his hair in an attempt to get it as dry as possible. Once satisfied he pulled on his sweats and made his way back to the bedroom, still rubbing at his hair. Once in the room he dumped to towel in the basket with the rest of his cloths before going to grab a tank top from his draws.

By now Y/N should have the tea made and maybe if he was lucky he could convince her to order take out so the two of them could spend the evening curled up on the sofa watching crappy reruns. The sound of his phone chiming reminded him that he had text Shoto and that the other man had probably replied by now. He pulled his top on as he turned, making his way to the bed, but it wasn’t just his phone waiting for him there.

Frowning he lent forward, picking the other two items up gingerly. “What the hell” he mumbled turning them over in his hands. “There for you” came a soft reply and Katsuki turned to find Y/N lent casually against the door frame. She had changed whilst he had been in the shower, now clad in nothing but one of Shoto’s oversized jumpers. She always wore his clothes when he wasn’t there and Katsuki new she did the same with his when he was gone but it didn’t stop the little hum of possessiveness running though his veins. Every instinct telling him to do something to lay claim to her as well, to mark her and his.

Slowly he turned his head back to the items in his hands, her words not really sinking in. He held a thin black headband with two ash blond ears on top that he just knew would match the colour of his own hair perfectly. They were soft and pointy, almost like cat ears but bigger. In the other he held a red collar, the leather soft under his fingers and Katsuki could tell it was of high quality just from the feel of it. On the side was a silver B and K, the letters reflecting the light from the bulbs above.

Brows furrowed in confusion he turned back to the women in the door, not really understanding what she was after. Sighing she pushed herself away from the door and made her way towards him, talking as she did so. “We made a deal Katsuki and I won fair and square. This is what I want” her voice stayed calm and level as she spoke, as if she was explaining something to a child.

Slowly she plucked the head band out of his hands and stood on her toes to slide it on to his head, humming her approval as she stepped back to admire her work. As if a switch had been thrown Katsuki’s mind finally caught up with what was going on.

They had made a deal. Whoever caught the most villains could ask the other for one thing and they would have to comply regardless of what was asked. Well as long as the request was within reason. She had won, catching fourteen villains to his eleven but the bet had been the last thing on his mind.

In his stunned silence she had taken the collar from him, reaching up to slip it round his neck and pulling it snug against his neck. She stepped back again, waiting for him to say something but he still couldn’t find his words. Slowly he lifted a hand to rub gently over the leather and his neck. It felt odd, the leather feeling strangely heavy, pressed tight enough against his skin that he couldn’t even get his little finger behind it but lose enough not to restrict his breathing at all. “What colour?” She asked gently, a hand coming to cup his cheek, her thumb gently rubbing. Swallowing Katsuki’s eyes locked with her, searching for any sign of ill intent but only finding love and understanding. She was offering him a way out.

Depending on what he said, this night could go one of two ways.

If he said red she would take it off of him, pack it all away and they would spend the evening how Katsuki had imaged, never to speak of this again. But if he said green? If he said green it would mean handing over all control to the women in front of him.

Now, he knew she would never do anything he would be uncomfortable with or could potentially hurt him. Knew that she would make it as good for him as it would be for her. He had seen her with Shoto after all. Seen the way she commanded him and he would melt under her touch and beg for anything she would offer him but when it came to Katsuki he was always the one in control. He had a firm grasp on every aspect of his life and didn’t like it when something was taken out of his control. This extended into their sex life, Katsuki always being the dominate one but was he ready to give that up? If only for a night.

He let out a long shuddering breath, eyes closing as he tried to calm his nerves. Once he felt more in control he opened his eyes, locking them with hers and spoke the one word that would seal his fate for the night. “Green”. She smiled widely up at him before leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his lips. Katsuki sighed into the touch, enjoying the simplicity of it but too soon she was pulling away from him.

She sat at the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands and crossing her legs one over the other. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to do something but he didn’t know what she wanted from him. “I don’t recall dogs standing on two feet” she huffed out in annoyance, a delicate eyebrow raised at him as she waited for him to act.

Swallowing his normal snaky reply, he rubbed his sweat covered hands on his legs before he sank to his knees in front of her. “Good dog” she purred and Katsuki turned his head to the side, a deep flush spreading across his nose and cheeks. He clenched his jaw, nails digging into his legs slightly from where his hands rested on his legs. “Come here”. It was strange how her voice could stay so light and friendly whilst still being commanding. It had Katsuki turning to her to see that she had uncrossed her legs, spreading them wide enough for him to fit between.

Slowly he shuffled forward on his knees, until her knees were about level with his shoulders. He kept his eyes cast down and head turned to the side, almost ashamed to look up at her. He felt her hand slip into his hair, carefully avoiding the ears so as not to knock them off. She scratched gently at his scalp, her hand slipping down to scratch behind his ear. Katsuki closed his eyes again but this seemed to be the wrong thing to do. Her hand slipped round to his chin, gripping it tightly between her finger and thumb.

“Look at me” she commanded and Katsuki opened his eyes, glaring at her from the corner of his eyes. She wasn’t smiling anymore and Katsuki felt a small wave of panic wash over him. Had he upset her somehow? Ruined her game before it could really get started? Sure he was embarrassed, any one in his situation would be and he was angry about how she had him flushing already but he didn’t mean to ruin this. He didn’t want her feeling that they couldn’t continue. Huffing she used the grip on his jaw to turn his head towards her. “So defiant. Maybe you need a little encouragement hum?” Katsuki frowned, confused as to what she meant but he didn’t have to wait long to find out.

Her foot brushed against his half hard dick, her toes curling around the head through his sweatpants. Katsuki’s eyes widened at the sudden contact, letting out a noise somewhere between a moan and a shocked gasp. He hadn’t even realised he was getting hard, so caught up in his nerves and embarrassment to really notice he was getting something else out of this. She continued to work her foot against him until he was fully hard, his dick tenting the front of his sweats. When she moved her foot he whined, hips jerking forward in a vain attempt for more friction.

She laughed at his pathetic display, shooting him a quick wink before letting go of his chin to lean back again. She started at him for a long few minutes, her eyes dragging over his body and taking him all in. Katsuki tried not to squirm but it was difficult, her intense gaze feeling like a carrels on his skin.

“Somethings missing” she mumbled, brows furrowed in concentration. Suddenly she clicked her fingers, smiling again as she leant forward. Katsuki watched as she rolled up the sleeve of her borrowed jumper to reveal a strip of red leather wound around her wrist. Quickly she pulled it off, Katsuki not realising what it was until he saw the little silver clip at the end.

He leant back slightly, eyes wide and stuck on the leash in her hands. It seemed to match the collar perfectly, the silver clip gleaming in the light but it was the other end that was wrapped around her fist that held his attention. The red stood out beautifully against her skin and he could just imagine her tugging on it in her pleasure filled bliss.

Nervously Katsuki licked at his dry lips, caught somewhere between arousal and shame. Taking a deep breath he tipped his head back slightly, exposing his neck and the collar around it, giving her promotion to continue.

Smirking she leans forward, clipping the end of the leash onto his collar. As soon as it was attached she yanked on it and Katsuki jerked forward, his hands scrambling to her legs to stop himself from crashing face first into the bed. They were so close now, Katsuki’s face just inches from hers. He growled low and menacing as he looked up at her. He couldn’t miss the gleam of excitement that flashed through her eyes if he tried, nor the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

He was breathing heavily, his own tongue mimicking hers as he contemplated his next move. He wanted to kiss her, knew that she would welcome it by the way her eyes kept flickering down to his lips, but the question was for how long? She was supposed to be in charge so would him acting out get him punished? Was a few blissful seconds worth whatever awaited his disobedience?

The choice was taking out of his control by his phone chiming. Instantly she pulled away to sit up, her grip on the leash loosening. Katsuki huffed in frustration, sitting back down on his heals as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was going to kill whoever had sent that text.

“Shoto wants to know why you haven’t answered him”. Katsuki let out a low growl at the mention of the other man, rolling his eyes in a show of his annoyance. She laughed, gently yanking on the leash until he turned to look at her. “What do you say pet? Should we tell him?” Katsuki’s eyes widened at the suggestion, choking on his own spit in his surprise. She lent in closer again, the side of her nose dragging against his. “Or better yet, why don’t we show him?” She purred against his lips, pressing a quick kiss to them before she pulled back again.

He watched as she lifted his phone, the small light above the camera flashing signalling that she was recording. “Say hello pet” she commanded but he couldn’t do it, shame at the prospect of the other man seeing him like this swelling in his chest. Instead he turned his head to the side, jaw set and growling slightly. There was a sharp tug on the leash and he jerked forward again, his hands once again going to her legs to steady himself. “Don’t make me ask twice” she sounded calm and collected as she commanded him to obey and Katsuki fucking shattered.

He could feel the blush hot and spreading over his cheeks and nose. He felt so ashamed, humiliated even at what she was asking, the shame of the whole situation sinking into him like a punch to the gut. But he couldn’t deny that his erection hadn’t flagged at all through this. Couldn’t deny that underneath all the other emotions arousal hummed through his veins. His eyes darted up to hers as he growled out his words. “Hello Shoto”. As soon as he said it she smiled wide, the light on the camera going off as she sent the video to the other man.

Placing the phone by her side she leaned in again. “Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” He wanted to snap at her but he bit at the inside if his lip instead, growling softly. “I think you deserve a reward” she sounded so fucking chipper as she spoke but Katsuki was confused. It must have shown on his face as spoke again. “Good dogs get rewards, no?” To emphasise her words she tapped him gently on the end of his noise with her finger. Out of habit Katsuki jerked back from the touch, scowling up at her. Laughing she moved closer to the edge of the bed. She lifted one leg up to drape it over his shoulder and yanked him forward with a quick tug of the leash.

Suddenly Katsuki found himself just inches away from her gloriously bare pussy and he knew exactly what his reward was. Slowly he started to run his hand up her leg, finally glad to be on familiar territory. But it didn’t last long. The leg that wasn’t over his shoulder jerked up, knocking his hand away. “Dogs don’t have hands” she stated matter of factly. Katsuki growled but placed his hands back on his thighs.

Once she was satisfied she pulled him closer, her heal digging into his shoulder and urging him forward. He didn’t need to be told twice what he was expected to do now.

Leaning in closer he placed a few gentle kisses along the inside of her thigh, his teeth just lightly scratching along the delicate flesh as he went. She let out a small moan, spreading her legs just that little more for him. Once he was close enough he dragged the tip of his nose along the edge of his folds, filling his senses with her sweet sent. He licked at his lips, already hungry for her taste.

Slowly he dragged his tongue along her folds, gently pushing down. They both moaned as he got his first taste of her. He felt her shift, her hold on the leash going slack as she feel back to lay on the bed. Katsuki took it as permission to continue.

Hungrily he sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it in quick succession. She cried out again, the sound music to his ears and spurring him on. He sucked and nipped at her, his hands clenching on his thighs as he fought the urge to thrust two of his fingers deep inside her, just the way she liked.

He didn’t know who it was frustrating more, him or her but he knew how to give her some sort of relief. Curling his tongue Katsuki pushed it inside of her, shoving his face as tight against as he could to get his tongue as deep as possible.

He started a quick and unforgiving pace, switching from fucking her with his tongue to licking and sucking at her clit. She was grinding against his face, moaning and crying out for more. He could feel her walls trembling around him, trying to clench down on his tongue as he worked her closer to her climax.

He was hungry for it, desperate to taste her release on his lips. Just knowing that he had been able to get her off with just his mouth had Katsuki feeling smug. But in his haste he made a mistake, he bit down to hard, his teeth catching on her clit a little sharper than they had before.

She hissed out in pain, the leg that had been draped over his shoulder jerking forward so she could push him back with her foot. Katsuki fell back, sprawling across the floor, only just getting his hands behind him to stop him from falling completely. His chest was heaving as he started to panic. He watched with wide eyes as she sat up and glared down at him.

“Shit! I’m sorry. I just…” he was cut off as she yanked hard on the leash, the soft leather digging in slightly as he was jerked forward. He didn’t have time to cry out though as her hand connected with his cheek, his head snapping to the side. His cheek stung from the slap, leaving him stunned from the sudden blow. She gave another sharp tug on the leash and this time Katsuki did cry out, his hands darting up to brace himself on her legs.

She grabbed his chin, forcing his head round to look at her. She was looking down at him with dark angry eyes, her glair harsh and cutting. Katsuki found himself letting out as small whimper, trying to shrink back from her angry gaze but her hold on his chin and the leash prevented him from being able to move. “Dogs that bite get muzzled” she hissed angrily at him before shoving him back to the floor again.

Katsuki stayed there in a heap, eyes wide and trembling slightly as he watched her get up and go to her draws. He felt the first real tendrils of fear grabbing him as his mind went back to the first sports festival he had taken part in at U.A and the metal muzzle they had forced on him. It had been horrible, humiliating and live on TV for all to see. When it had finally been taken off he had felt sick and had promised himself that he wouldn’t let something like that happen again.

Having found what she was looking for she turned back to him. She crouched down next to him, the harsh look from before having faded slightly too just unimpressed. “Such a lovely colour. It will stand out so pretty against those red cheeks of yours” she purred softly, lifting her hand so Katsuki could see what was in it.

At first he was confused by the black mass in her hand but as she let it go to dangle from her delicate fingers he finally understood. It was a gag of sorts. A thick strip of black leather that did up with a silver buckle around the back. There was a larger piece of leather round the front that would probably completely cover Katsuki’s mouth but it was what was attached to that part that held Katsuki’s attention. One side had a small dick shaped nub sticking out of it, probably only long enough to keep his tongue down and not even wide enough to stretch his lips. On the other side was a full sized dildo. It was probably about as long as Shoto’s dick with a girth closer to Katsuki’s. He swallowed audibly, eyes wide in shock and unable to look away.

Huffing she stood and made her way back to the bed. She sat at the edge again, legs spread and leaning back on her arms. The gag still hung from her fingers, swinging slightly from her movements. She didn’t say anything, didn’t demand him into action or pull him to her with the leash that hung down against his chest. She just watched him, waiting for him to do something.

As he stared back at her, her words finally registered. She had said colour and red so close together and he knew that was her way of giving him a way out. She was waiting for him to decide how he wanted to continue and he was grateful for that. His erection had flagged a little when she had first mentioned muzzle but now that he could see what she meant he was starting to feel the stirrings of arousal again. Sure he was shaking and all his nerves felt frayed at the edges but he still wanted to know what came next. What she had planned for him. The fact that she was waiting for him had him feeling calmer, reminding him that though she was deciding what happened he was still the one in control. He had the power to end this whenever he wanted to.

Taking a deep breath to steady his racing hart Katsuki began to move, crawling over to her on his hands and knees until he was back between her legs. This time she gently curled her fingers around his chin, delicately tipping his head back so she could look at him. Her eyes darted over his face, almost like she was searching for something. Whatever she found had her smiling softly down at him.

“Open” she commanded, her voice soft and gentle. Obediently he opened his mouth wide, his eyes never leaving hers as she leant forward. She slid the small end across his lips and into his mouth, pushing it in until the leather was flat against the bottom half of his face. Once in Katsuki closed his mouth around it, holding it in place as she lent closer so she could reach behind him and do the thing up. She pulled it tight, making sure it was snug against his face.

She pulled back to look at him and Katsuki felt himself blush again. It felt odd having this thing attached to him, the leather soft yet firm against his lips, the rubber in his mouth not uncomfortable just strange. Katsuki had sucked dick before but this felt different. It wasn’t as long and though it was smooth it wasn’t as soft, the material not really giving as he pushed his tongue up. Then there was the taste. He could still taste her in his mouth but it was quickly disappearing, being replaced by the strange bitter tang of the gag.

Smiling she leaned forward, her lips stretching around the end of the dildo as she sank down on it till her nose brushed against his. Katsuki went cross eyed as he watched her sink down onto it before pulling back, leaving a light covering of saliva on it. Katsuki’s dick twitched.

She took hold of the leash again and leaned back, keeping herself propped up so she could watch. She lifted her leg again and placed it on his shoulder, keeping her other one against the bed. Katsuki shifted waiting for her to tell him to go, his red eyes watching her intently. “Hands behind your back”. He growled, annoyed at her request but he still lifted his hands from where they had been stroking her legs to clasp them behind his back, huffing once done. She smiled smugly down at him and tugged him forward slight with the leash. Instantly his eyes zoned in on his prize, the tip of the dildo just a few inches from being able to sink into her.

“Smile” she whispered and his eyes darted up, just in time to see her snap a photo of him on his phone, the sound loud and annoying. He growled as best as he could around the gag but all it got was a giggle from her. “Oh don’t look so put out. It’s only for Shoto” she rolled her eyes at him as she tugged his head a little closer to where she wanted him. If possible Katsuki felt himself blush even deeper, the thought of the other man seeing him like this both humiliating and arousing at the same time.

He felt fingers dancing over his scalp and the band on top of his head shifting as she moved it back into place. He whined, low and pained having forgot the damn things were even there. He couldn’t even imagine how he looked, but whatever she saw she liked. She tipped her head back, moaning gently and tugging him forward again.

Katsuki watched as the tip of the dildo slipped between her folds, the black silicone disappearing into her as he pushed forward. She let out a gasp and Katsuki flicked red eyes up to watch her reaction. Once he was pressed as deep as he could go he stilled, waiting for her to get used to the intrusion. When her heel pushed down in between his shoulder blades he knew he was good to go.

Just as slowly as he had pushed in he pulled out, setting a rather gentle pace. He was concerned about hurting her and trying to maintain his balance. The position he was in was awkward at best, lent forward with his hands behind his back, his legs aching with the strain of trying to keep him balanced. But she was growing impatient with him, the slow pace not really doing anything for her.

Huffing she pulled on the leash again, forcing him to jerk forward and shove the dildo in fast and hard. She gasped, the leg over his shoulder, holding him in place as she ground down. They stayed like that for a few seconds and Katsuki couldn’t help but wonder if maybe she had cum, but that seemed unlikely. He knew what it took to get her off and there was no way in hell that had been enough for her.

With a groan she collapsed back against the bed, the hand that wasn’t wrapped around the leash slipped into the hair at the back of his neck. He fingers gently flexed against his scalp, nails scratching slightly and Katsuki found himself relaxing back into the touch, his eyes closing as he let out a pleased hum. That had been a mistake.

The grip on his hair tightened and he let out a surprised grunt as his head was yanked back, eyes flying open in shock. Mercilessly she shoved his head back down, setting a fast and unforgiving paced as she fucked herself against his face, her hips rolling forward to meet him every time she pushed his head back down.

He felt like an object, just being used by her in her quest for her own pleasure. It was degrading to be reduced to nothing more than a means to an end, a glorified sex doll and he loved every second of it. He wondered if this was how she felt when he fucked himself down her throat. Chasing his own orgasm and treating her like nothing more than a warm, tight hole to cum in. Wondered if she got off on it as much as he was right now.

Groaning around the silicon in his mouth Katsuki surged forward, grinding his face into her groin as hard as he could, his nose only just brushing against her clit. He wanted to make her cum, wanted her to ride his face and call out his name.

With single minded determination Katsuki worked with her to bring her over the edge. His neck was aching and his jaw hurt from clenching it so title around the intrusive object. His legs were going numb and his hands were tingling but he didn’t care, so caught up as he was in giving her the pleasure she was after. It wasn’t long until she got it.

She cums with a cry, his face shoved as close to her cunt as it could get. Her back was arched off the bed and her heals were digging into his back. Her grip in his hair tightened to the point of being painful but Katsuki didn’t care, moaning loudly around his mouthful. His dick was twitching, a damp patch forming on the front of his sweats as it dribbled precum.

They stayed like that for a few moments, her chest heaving as she tried to get her breath back but eventually her grip on his hair loosened. Slowly Katsuki pulled back, her leg falling from his shoulder as he moved. She let out a small whine as the dildo slipped free, her hand clenching in his hair one last time before that to disappeared.

With a groan she sat up, smiling down at him with a satisfied glint in her hooded eyes. The hand that had been in his hair slips round, two delicate fingers resting on his chin and gently tipping his head up. She leans toward him, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and biting gently at it. She was so close, Katsuki could practically feel her breath on his face.

“Good boy” she whispered breathlessly before she sucked the end of the dildo into her mouth. Katsuki’s eyes widened slightly as she sank her mouth down, her own eyes slipping closed. She moaned sweetly as she sucked her own juices off the toy and Katsuki couldn’t help but copy her, his own eyes closing in bliss. He felt her nose brush against his before she was pulling back again.

The sound of a photo being taken had Katsuki’s eyes opening, glancing sideways at his phone as she took another photo. She pulled off of the dildo with a pop, smiling widely as she busied herself on his phone. Once the ping of something being sent sounded she placed it back down on the bed and turned her attention back to the scowling man.

She huffed out a sigh as she leant forward delicate fingers making quick work of getting the gag open. Slowly she pulled it free of his lips and Katsuki lifted a hand to rub at his aching jaw. He was still glaring at her, annoyed at the amount of photos she was taking.

“You were so good for me” she purred, her praise making a shiver of pleasure run down his spine despite his annoyance. Leaning forward she kissed him softly on the lips. The faint taste of her had Katsuki kissing back hard, his tongue licking at her lips and asking for permission to enter. Instead she pulled back slightly, her hand gently stroking the side of his face. “And what do good dogs get?”

She looked at him expectantly and Katsuki franticly searched his mind for an answer. Nervously he licked at his lips as he tried to think back on what she had said this evening. She had called him a good dog a few times so far but there had to be something specific she was after. As she watched him she sucked her lips back into her mouth, teeth biting down hard before her tongue darted out to sooth the sore spot. Katsuki’s eyes tracked the movement of her tongue as it slipped back between slightly parted lips before darting back out to swipe across her lips.

As his own tongue darted out to wet his lips Katsuki was reminded of what she was after. “Rewards” he growled out, sounding more annoyed than he had intended but she ignored his tone. She beamed down at him, practically vibrating with excitement as she bounced slightly on the bed, letting go on the leash. “Exactly! Take your clothes off”. Katsuki stared at her in shock, the command and sudden excitement in her voice startling him. Clearly she didn’t like the slow pace as she yanked in the leash again, her other hand wrapping around his bicep and pulling him up.

Quickly Katsuki scrambled to his feet, towering over her as she leaned back on her arms. She was smirking at him from the bed, her legs still spread slightly and the neck of Shoto’s jumper having fallen off one of her shoulders. She had a slight flush across her cheeks and down her neck and her hair was a little messy, almost like she had been running her hands through it. She looked perfect and inviting and Katsuki really just wanted to pounce on her. Devour her and claim her as his.

“Well? Get on with it” her demand had Katsuki moving, not having realised he had been stood there so long just staring at her. His hands went to the bottom of his tank top, gripping it tightly and pulling it over his head. He was carful, not wanting to dislodge the ears from his head. Once clear of the accessory he threw the top onto the floor behind him. He wasn’t so careful about his sweats, yanking them down and kicking them off his feet.

He stood before her naked and unsure what to do whilst she just stared at him, her eyes racking over every inch of him. His dick twitched in interest, his hands clenching at his side in frustration. He hated not know, hated feeling so nervous about what was to come. He wasn’t used to this and he felt like a scared teenager about to experience sex for the first time, unprepared for what was about to be asked if him.

Sighing she stood, close enough for him to touch if he reached out but he didn’t. She hadn’t told him he could and he didn’t want to ruin her game. Stepping forward she placed both her hands flat on his chest and looked up at him, her eyes boring into his. Katsuki was about to reach out to her when she stepped back and to the side, gesturing to the bed. “In the middle. On your knees. Facing me”

She didn’t even look at him when she spoke, her attention on the spot she had just vacated. With a nervous jerk of his head Katsuki complied, crawling to the middle of the bed before turning to face her. He waited for her to do something but she was just looking at him again, her eyes scrutinising every part of him and Katsuki brought his hands in front of him, rubbing gently at his arms. “Interlock you’re fingers behind your head” the sudden command startled Katsuki but he acted anyway, finally glad to have something to do.

He cradled the back of his head, fingers sliding together as he looked dead ahead at her. She was frowning slightly, her eyes seeming locked to his legs. Slowly she walked round the side of the bed and Katsuki tried his best to watch her without turning his head. He felt her delicate hand slip down his back, her caress soft only to pinch hard at his ass. With a startled yelp Katsuki jerked up, his thighs straightening out so he was no longer resting back on his haunches.

“Perfect” she chirped happily as she walked back round to stand at the end of the bed. “You could have just asked” he snapped before he could stop himself. As soon as the words left his mouth he snapped it shut again, panicking about his slip up. He was convinced he was going to be punished now, whatever reward he had earned to be taken away from him.

She carried on smirking at him, a delicate eyebrow raising at his outburst. “I could have” she sounded amused as she spoke and Katsuki didn’t know if to be relieved that she was going to let it go or worried that she was just biding her time. Slowly she leant forward her hand curling around his phone and dragging it towards her. Once she had it in her hands she took a few steps back, lifting it up in front of her. Katsuki snarled as she took photo after photo, moving around the bed to get different angle.

He knew he should move, should tell her to stop but he didn’t. He stayed exactly where she wanted him, staring straight ahead and hands behind his head. Every now and then he would let out a small growl, glaring down at her but she never looked at him, her own eyes trained in the screen of his phone.

Once done she sat down next to him on the bed, her fingers darting across the screen. Glancing down he watched as she attached every single one to a text and he couldn’t do anything but watch as each one zipped of to Shoto. He hopped the perv enjoyed them whilst he could because Katsuki was deleting them the moment the other man got home.

Standing she placed the phone on the bed next to his knee and Katsuki didn’t miss the fact that it was probably for easy access. “It would be rude not to include him in our little game just because he isn’t here”. She spoke so casually as she moved back to the end of the bed, crawling onto it with the grace of a cat. She shuffled forward on her knees, only stopping when she was in front of him.

She looked up at him with a smug smile, placing both her hands on his chest again as she leans forward into his space. He kept looking forward as she placed soft kisses along the edge of the collar and up his neck, nipping gently at his ear before she spoke again. “And just imagine what it’s doing to him. Stuck in a room with all those heroes and Midoriya of all people with no way for him to get himself off without arising suspicion”.

Katsuki groaned at her words, just imaging Shoto trying to hide his erection as the useless nerd prattled on about some shit. He bet the other man was squirming, the fact that he was surrounded by other heroes and he was getting a constant stream of filth sent to him making him harder. He loved shit like this, an absolute freak for doing such naughty things in public. Katsuki had used it against him multiple times just because he liked riling the other man up and now it seemed she had taken to doing the same thing. The poor guy didn’t stand a chance.

Smirking Katsuki hummed his approval, suddenly okay with the photos. “I bet he’s loving it” he growled out and she laughed against his jaw as she trailed more kisses across it. “Oh I’m counting on it” she mumbled again him before pulling back to smirk up at him.

“But that’s enough about Shoto, this is all about you pet” she purred, nails digging into his pecks as she dragged her hands down his chest. Katsuki let out a pained gasp, hips jerking forward as a jolt of pleasure went straight to his neglected dick.

He felt her wicked laughter against his neck, her lips following the red lines she had left behind. Slowly she kissed, licked and nipped her way down his chest, stopping to pay special attention to his hard nipples. He let out a low groan as her mouth sealed around one of the hard nubs, teeth scratching gently over it before swirling her tongue around it, sucking gently. Katsuki cursed, hips jerking forward slight to try and get some kind of friction on his aching dick but she shuffled back slightly, keeping any part of her away from where he wanted it.

She pulled away from his abused nipple with a wet pop and gentle hum, licking her lips with a hungry look in her eyes. She stared up at him watching his chest heave as he pulled in one deep breath after the other. Katsuki’s fingers twitched behind his head, longing to sink his fingers into her hair and guide her head as she worked her way across his body.

Humming she leaned in again, going to his other nipples and flicking her tongue against it. “Shit!” Katsuki cried, his own nails digging into the back of his neck. The muscles in his stomach clench as he tries to stop himself from doubling over.

Her mouth was hot against him, the fact that he can’t touch her is making everything seem more somehow. He wants to simultaneously arch into her mouth and pull away, the sensation too much. Instead he ends up kind of squirming under her, jerking his chest back slightly as she bit down only to arch back into her when she rubbed her tongue over the sensitive spot.

He’s whining, his own pathetic sounds loud in the otherwise quite bedroom. He wanted more. More of something, everything, just more and he needed it now. He was trembling, legs straining with the effort of keeping himself up whilst his hands tingled.

“Please” he gasped out. The fact that he was begging wasn’t lost on him. He was never one to beg and gasp for it, that was always Shoto and Katsuki was the one who granted him his pleasure. But he couldn’t help it, so worked up that he didn’t even care that he was doing it. He would beg and plead for it until his voice was horse if it got him some damn relief. “Please, please, please” he babbled in his desperation and lucky for him it seemed to work.

Her mouth was hot, leaving a burning trail across his skin as she began to kiss her way down his chest. Teeth nipping at sensitive spots and sucking at others, leaving dark marks behind that would be there for days afterwards. She dragged her tongue along the ridges of his abs as she snuck lower, swirling her tongue around his bellybutton before nipping at his hips. Katsuki sucked in a shuddering breath, anticipating what was coming next. His eyes screwed shut, body going taught, waiting for the next touch of her lips but nothing came.

Frowning Katsuki opened his eyes, looking down to where she should be. He wasn’t disappointed at what he found.

She was on her hands and knees in front of him, back ached and her ass sticking up in the air. She was smirking knowingly up at him, waiting for him to catch up to what happening. As their eyes locked she leaned in, her hot breath fanning across his dick as she spoken. “Say it again”. Her lips brushed against his swollen head and his jerked forward but she pulled away, Katsuki letting out a pathetic whiny.

Once he had stilled she leant back in, the tip of her tongue gently dragging across his dripping slit. Katsuki only just managed to stop himself from thrusting forward again but he couldn’t stop his cry of pleasure. His head tipped back, eyes shut tightly as his cry echoed loud and desperate around the room. “Please!” He begged again as she mouthed gently at the head of his dick, the touch nothing more than a barely there brush of lips with a hint of tongue. It was maddening. Too much and not enough all at once. He worried that he would cum the moment she actually took him into her mouth, shooting his load at just a hint of that tight, wet heat. But he craved it none the less.

“Please. Please I need it. Please” he tried again, hoping this time would be enough for her. He felt her gentle laughter against him as she pulled back. When there was no next touch Katsuki managed to get himself to look down at her, his chest heaving with every breath. She was looking up at him again, a devilish smile still in place but that wasn’t what drew Katsuki’s attention.

She had his damn phone in her hand again. The screen was facing up toward him, the camera having been flipped so it captured what they were doing instead of the room. He could clearly see that what she was doing to his duck was the main focus but it was angled in a way that he was completely in shot. It was then that Katsuki noticed the red flashing light at the top of the screen, signalling it was recording and had been for a while from a quick glance at the timer.

His eyes widened in shock, his mouth falling open to stutter out a protest. Photos were one thing but a video? That was pushing it a little too far. It was that moment though that she decided to wrap her lips around his sensitive head and suck him down completely. Katsuki’s head fell back again, eyes closing as he screamed out his pleasure.

She set an unrelenting pace, moving her head up and down him quickly whilst sucking greedily at him. He could feel that he was hitting the back of her throat every time, could feel the way it tightened around him when she swallowed. It was wet and messy and so fucking good. Katsuki was snapping his hips forward now, completely lost to his pleasure. It was only when she gripped his hips with both hands, holding him still that he even realised she had dropped the phone.

He moaned, every muscle in his body tensing as his orgasm rushed ever closer. Just a few more thrusts and he would be done for, riding high on the waves of pleasure. Just a little more. With a lewd slurping nose, she slipped of his dick and pulled back. Katsuki cried out in frustration, his orgasm humming just beneath the surface and ready to break free. He had been so close but it was already starting to fade, ebbing away till it was nothing more than a faint tingle.

He glared at her as she sprawled back against the bed, laughing at the state he was in. She looked so smug, so satisfied with what she had done, smile wide and her eyes practically sparkling. Katsuki wanted to fuck that look right off of her. He didn’t even realise he had been growling until she kicked gently at his thigh, causing his balance to waver slightly.

“Sorry pet but couldn’t have you cuming to soon. After all I’m not finished with you yet” she purred the words at him, a new hunger filling her gaze as she raked her eyes across his body. He must look a sight. Sweat slicked and flushed. His dick an angry red and jutting out towards her. Not to mention the god damn ears that had miraculously stayed on his head and the leash that hung against his chest.

As if she had heard his though she darted up, grabbing the leash and yanking hard. Katsuki fell forward with a cry, only just getting his hands onto the bed to stop his momentum before he crushed the women below. “The hell!” he yelled, glaring at her but all she did was laugh, pushing herself up on her arms so she could brush her lips against him. “What? It’s not like you could fuck me from all the way up there”. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth sucking gently on it before biting down hard.

Hissing in pain Katsuki jerked back, growling at her playful laughter. He licked at the sore spot, making sure that she hadn’t broken the skin. When he didn’t taste blood he let out a grunt, glairing down at her through hooded eyes, contemplating her words. He wanted to fuck her, his throbbing dick begging for it but it felt like a trap, like the moment he reached for her she would shove him away because she hadn’t told him he could.

When he hesitated to do anything she let out a huff, rolling her eyes at him. Shifting she let go of the leash, her hands going to the hem of her jumper. She arched her back as she pulled it off, his dick rubbing against her stomach and causing him let out a small grunt. Katsuki moved his head as she pulled it over her head and found himself face to face with her pert breasts. Without giving it a thought he ducked his head, sucking her nipple into his hungry mouth.

She gasped as he nipped gently at her, hands going to his hair and holding him against her. One of her legs wrapped round his waist as she arched up, grinding against his dick. Katsuki growled against her, biting down at the sensitive spot. With a growl of her own she yanked his head back, her nails digging in and forcing his head back more than he was comfortable with.

“What did I tell you about dogs that bite?” she hissed at him. Katsuki snarled down at her, baring his teeth. She yanked harder at his hair and he swore his vision started to go white around the edges from the pain. “Fine! I won’t do it again” As soon as he spat the words out she let go of his hair, his head falling forward as he gasped in relief. “Good dog” she praised him, tone light and playful again as she gently stroked at the side of his face. He wanted to tell her to get off of him but Katsuki couldn’t, enjoying the gentle touch. Sighing he turned his head slightly, nuzzling against her hand. His neck hurt and the back of his head was stinging slightly, not to mention his dick was still throbbing along to his fast pulse but he felt good.

He didn’t feel as on edge as he had just moments before, the sharp sting of pain having been enough to make it so he wouldn’t blow his load the moment he got inside of her. He could still feel his arousal humming beneath his skin though but it wasn’t as urgent any more. His mind didn’t feel clouded with it now, like if he didn’t get release soon he would burst. He was content to just spend a few moments with her delicate touch. But it seemed he was the only one.

Her hand fell from his cheek, her fingertips brushing against his jaw and neck as she moved it down. He tipped his head to the side, giving her better access to neck, humming softly at the gentle touch. They danced along the edge of the collar, her nail catching slightly as she started to slip her hand down his chest.

Katsuki lurched forward as she yanked hard of the leash, his hands slipping on the bed as he tried to steady himself. His head was next to hers now, her soft lips trailing along his jaw and up to his ear. “Don’t go soft on me now pet. Fuck me like the animal you are”. She nipped gently at his ear, her taunting laughter ringing in his head. Katsuki didn’t need to be told twice.

Growling he pushed himself up and away from her slightly. Roughly he grabbed her hips, pulling her ass towards him. The leg that wasn’t already wrapped around him, he lifted placing it over his shoulder. He kept one hand on the bed, steadying himself and grabbed his dick with the other. Shuffling forward slightly he lined himself up with her, rubbing his dick along her centre before thrusting forward.

They both cried out as he buried himself in her in one quick thrust, her walls clenching around him. He wanted to take a minuet to calm down, to get past the initial shock of pleasure at finally being inside of her but she wouldn’t let him, tightening her legs round him to role her hips. Groaning Katsuki pulled back, snapping his hips forward straight away as he set a fast and brutal pace. She cried out loudly, the hand that wasn’t wrapped around his leash curling around his bicep, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks.

Leaning forward, he kept one hand flat on the bed whilst leaning his weight on his forearm, pushing her leg almost flat against her chest. He twisted his hand into hair and pulled her head back slightly. She gasped at a particularly hard thrust, exposing her neck to him as she arched her back and he wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into the smooth unmarked flesh.

Smirking he lent forward to run the tip of his nose along her jaw, barely even registering her hand falling away from his arm. She tipped her head to the side away from him and Katsuki couldn’t resist. In one long lick he dragged his tongue along the side of her face, moaning at the slightly salty taste. “Is this what you wanted?” he whispered into her ear, snapping his hips forward in quick succession.

It was at this point he heard the sound of a phot being taken.

Jerking his head back Katsuki stilled. His eyes followed her out stretched arm until they landed on his phone. She had the screen facing them again and he could see that she had managed to get nearly all of them in the shot, dog ears included. Growling he narrowed his eyes at it only for her thumb to twitch and take another one. “Clearly you could be doing better” she teased, rolling her hips again to try and get him moving.

Clenching his jaw and growling Katsuki shoved her leg off his should, shuffling back until he slipped out of her. “What are you doing” she snapped at him, her annoyance clear but he didn’t pay her any attention. He grabbed at her tightly and in one moved flipped her over onto her stomach. She let out a surprised yelp at the sudden action but he didn’t give her any time to gain her bearings.

With the hands still on her hips he lifted her ass up, her hands scrambling to get under her and push herself up so she was on her hands and knees. Moving forward Katsuki rubbed his dick against her ass, groaning at the friction but that wasn’t what he was after tonight. He lined himself back up and shoved forward into her cunt once more. She cried out at the new angle as he slid into her deeper than before.

He gripped her hips tightly as he thrust into her at a bruising pace. His nails were digging in and come morning he knew there would be bruises in the shape of his fingers. Ten yellow and purple smudges that would mark her as his, would say Bakugou Katsuki was here. Because she would leave them there for him, leave them so Shoto could see what he had done to her whilst he had been away and unable to do anything about it.

She was moaning and crying out, head tipped forward and eyes screwed shut. Katsuki couldn’t have that. Placing one hand on the bed next to her arm Katsuki draped himself along her back, his other hand going back into her hair and pulling her head back with a sharp tug. She cried out, her eyes flying open as he gently nipped at her neck.

Laughing Katsuki’s eyes fell to where her hands were balled up in the sheets and to his phone that lay abandoned between them. Smirking Katsuki reached out for it, placing all his weight in her to do so. Her arms wobbled slightly from the added weight but she kept them up, her hands flattening out for added support.

Lifting it up her opened the camera. They looked a mess, both their faces flush and she had tears rolling down her cheeks. Both of their hairs were a mess, sticking up in all sorts for directions and clearly having had hands tugging at it. The dog ears though were still perfectly perched on top of his head.

Pulling his hand from her hair Katsuki slipped it round to her chin, curling his fingers around it whilst he prodded at her lips with two fingers. Obediently she opened her mouth letting him slip them in and press down on her tongue, holding her mouth open obscenely wide. Smirking he turned his attention back to the camera, pulling it in closer so all he could see was their heads and shoulders. He made sure the dog ears were in shot before leaning in and dragging his tongue along the side of her face, licking her tears and sweat from her face. He glanced sideways at the phone as he did, never taking his eyes off it as he took photo after photo, watching her eyes screw shut on the screen as he grinded into her.

Groaning Katsuki pulled back, his thrusts slowing as he sent all the photos to Shoto. Once done he dropped the phone back onto the bed and pulled his fingers from her mouth, ignoring her little whin as she pushed her hips back against him.

Growling he smacked at her ass causing her to jerk forward and cry out in surprise. “Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet” his voice sounded smug even to himself. Grabbing at her hips again Katsuki started to thrust harder and faster, using his grip on her to pull her back onto him every time he snapped his hips forward. Moaning she collapsed forward, her arms finally giving out on her.

“Fuck! So tight” he panted his climax building up in him again. He felt a gentle tug on the leash that he had forgotten. Looking down at her he watched as she reached over her shoulder for it. He thought about pulling it out of her reach, denying her something so simple seeming like a small victory in taking back control, but he was to slow.

Her fingers hocked around the loop at the end and she yanked hard giving him no choice but to jerk forward if he didn’t want to choke. With his mouth next to her ear he huffed out his annoyance. Laughing she turned her head to the side, placing a sloppy kiss on his lips. “If you don’t make me cum in the next five minutes, I won’t let you cum till tomorrow morning”. She whispered breathlessly, placing another quick kiss on his lips before turning away from him.

Stunned Katsuki stilled. Five minutes wasn’t that long and he didn’t even know how close she was. He couldn’t go till morning without cuming. He wouldn’t be able to sleep, would be constantly thinking about it. He couldn’t go that long all pent up. When he didn’t move she yanked on his leash again. ”You’re wasting time pet”.

Growling Katsuki shifted, pulling back as much as he could. He started to thrust into her again, taking his hands off her hips and placing one on the bed to hold his weight. The other he slipped round her stomach, sliding it between her legs to start rubbing at her clit. Her reaction was instantaneous, crying out as she threw her head back. Smirking Katsuki picked up the pace driving into her as he tried to keep pace with his fingers.

She was crying out with every thrust of his hips now, making these little chocked off noises and desperate gasps. He could feel her walls starting to flutter around him and he couldn’t stop his own groan. He caught her slight movements as she took yet another photo, arms stretched before her and shaking hands wrapped around the phone.

Growling Katsuki slammed into her harder. Clearly he wasn’t fucking her good enough if she could still function enough to be sending photos to Shoto. Shifting forward he draped himself across her back so he could place hard and sloppy kisses against her neck and shoulder, his teeth scrapping over her sweat slicked skin. “Come on. Wonna feel you fucking lose it on my dick”. He growled his command into her ear and she whined in response, her hips rolling hard against his fingers.

He was close himself. Knew he would probably cum the moment she did but he needed to get her there first. Wanted to hear her scream his name so loud that the whole fucking building knew who she belonged to. He wanted her there now and he knew one sure fire way to get what he wanted.

Keeping his thrusts hard and fast Katsuki gently rubbed his fingers over her clit, waiting to hear her annoyed little whine before he used his quirk to set off a few small explosions in quick succession. Her reaction was immediate, her whole body going tense as she threw her head back against his shoulder and screamed his name.

“Fuck!” he cried out as she clenched tight around him. His hips jerked forward a few more times before he stilled, his own body tensing as he came inside of her. To stifle his own cry he bit down on her shoulder hard, his teeth sinking into her soft flesh and causing her to cry out once again. His ears were ringing with the sound of her cry but Katsuki was sure he heard the sound of his phone going off again in the background, signalling that another photo had been taken.

They stayed like that for a few seconds, both of them panting and trying to regain some sort of composure. Katsuki was the first to move, pulling away from her with a groan. He placed a gentle kiss to the angry bite mark he had left on her shoulder. He hadn’t broken the skin but he was sure he had come close to it. As he slipped out of her she made a pained little whimper, now over sensitive. As soon as he was off of her, her arms seemed to turn to jelly and she feel face first onto the bed with a small umph.

With a groan Katsuki collapsed onto the bed next to her, staring up at the ceiling and still trying to get his racing heart under control. “Shit” he mumbled, one hand coming up to rub at his face before sliding up to push his slightly damp hair out of his eyes. He got a non-comital hum from the women next to him who seemed to be trying her hardest to melt into the bed.

The sound of another photo being taken had Katsuki turning to glair at the women. She still had her face pressed against the bed but had turned to face him, her soft smile only just visible as she watched him through half lidded eyes. “Stop it” he grumbled turning away from her to glair at the celling.

He felt her moving beside him, the bed shifting slightly. He didn’t stop her as she climbed on top of him, still smiling softly at him and looking down at him as if he was the best thing that had ever happened. Cupping his cheek she leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his lips. Humming Katsuki kissed her back just as gently his hands going to her hips as their mouths slowly moved against one another’s. “Thank you” she whispered against his lips as she pulled back, placing one last kiss on his lips before she sat up completely.

Katsuki blushed, eyes darting to the side as he nervously rubbed at his neck. “It’s fine. Not like I didn’t enjoy it” he mumbled suddenly feeling embarrassed about the whole thing. She huffed out an amused snort. She reached out with one hand to cup his cheek and gently turned his head back to look at her. “I’m glad”. Sighing Katsuki nodded slightly, still blushing like crazy.

She patted his cheek softly before she climbed off of him to stand next to the bed. Without a word she leant over him, delicate fingers slipping behind his neck to unbuckle the

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Deku x Reader

A/N + Summary: This might be long, and it might be two parts. Most notably, this is simply a vent. My Maladaptive Daydreaming keeps bringing this thought back to me. I hate it, it keeps reminding me of truths I wish weren’t truths. But, you didn’t really come here to hear about that. 

This fiction encompasses my own hatred of my failure to fit into societal norms. 

I am(if not already apparent) fully and completely aware of the fact that only a driblet of people experience this sort of insecurity, and despite me calling the reader one, I myself am a weirdo. I understand that this is quite possibly the least relatable thing I will ever write. But, since adding this small portion to this blog, I’ve stopped thinking about this as much, which is a win win for me. 

A proper summary would go something like this: 

Uraraka had always been the type of girl who didn’t realize how amazing she was. How beautiful she was. How normal she was. Normal, compared to society’s standards. Somehow though, she’d found herself threatened by you. In the least aggressive way you can take that word, anyway. You, despite knowing your shortcomings(meaning, your likelihood of ending up with him), flirted with Deku on the regular. She didn’t know your feelings for him, and assumed you didn’t have any (seeing as you hadn’t made any moves, despite your obvious flirting), so she found herself frustrated by you leading the poor boy on. After the feelings welled up, she decided she’d confront you, though it didn’t go well at all.

Inspiration:https://youtu.be/fC3Pif6iTlk  

ATR (About the Reader)

Reader is AFAB

Reader is taller than average(about 6ft+)

Reader has a muscular build(Like Mirko, ya know?)

Reader’s physical strength rival’s that of Bakugo

Reader prefers to be dominant in all aspects of a relationship

Reader might have depression

Reader wishes they were normal

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The evening had been calm.

Currently, you were in the kitchen, preparing your meal for the next day. Excitedly you had done so, as Midoriya and Todoroki had come back with fresh groceries and some of the best snacks you could have asked for. Most if not everyone was getting ready for bed. Of course, there were exceptions like the night owls, Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, Jirou, and Ashido. You hadn’t expected Uraraka to be awake, though. Even more so you hadn’t expected her to approach you at such a time. It was late, the two of you weren’t exactly the best of friends, and you knew very well that the two of you shared a crush(whether or not she was aware of this fact was something you hadn’t known), to put it bluntly, it didn’t make for the best combo.

“L/N?” She began. Her voice was small, as if it had been caught in her own throat whilst trying to escape “Can I ask you something?” Subconsciously your hand sped up, packing your lunch slightly faster than before. 

“Yeah, what’s up?” followed by silence. Had she forgotten what she wanted to ask you? How awkward, though you can admit most guys would have found her shyness adorable. Had you already added that to the list? Metaphorical list, you hadn’t actually made a list of the things she had that you only wished you did. 

“Um, I just wanted to ask you,” she’d shaken you from your thoughts, thank goodness, you were seconds away from spiraling “Do you…have feelings for Deku? It’s- It’s alright if you don’t want to…answer. I-I was just wondering! B-because…”

“Why do you ask?” Seemingly annoyed, you cut her off. Instead of sending you spiraling, Uraraka had managed to fire right into the one topic you hated thinking about. Not that it was her fault in any way. Your triggers aren’t her problem. “I’m not sure that’s much of your concern..” somehow, you’d managed to bring yourself back down, cooling off just as fast as you’d managed to heat up. 

“You flirt with him quite a bit. I was just wondering since you never actually asked him out…to my knowledge, anyway…” Up till now, Uraraka had fixated her gaze to the floor, holding her hand to her chest. She‘d willed herself not to look at you “So I assumed you had feelings for him.”

“And if you’re wrong?” It was a bad response, what you should have said was ‘What if you’re right?’ 

No idea what willed you to say that shit. Weirdo. 

“Then…” her hand fell, now finding refuge at her side. It had now been clenched tighter than before, her frustration building “..you’re just cruel. You shouldn’t lead him on like that, and you know it.” 

You’re lunch was done by now, perfectly packed and neat despite your inner turmoil. With a sigh, you closed up your lunch box and turned to leave. Uraraka wasn’t having any of that “That’s not fair to him, L/N! You know what you’re doing is wrong!” And she was right. At least from her own list of assumptions. If they had been correct, she’d be completely in her right to tell you off. But the things she clung to as facts, they weren’t. They were nothing more than assumptions that didn’t have enough backing to be taken to court. And for her to treat them as if they could have been, when she knew next to nothing about you..

It was somewhat annoying.

You, however, didn’t really want to dwell on this much longer. 

“You don’t know anything about it. So you shouldn’t speak on it.” 

An attempt to cut things short. 

Futile.

“I don’t mean any disrespect, L/N, but if you keep treating his feelings like they don’t matter…”

You stopped walking, mildly intrigued. And she continued.

“I’ll have to stop you by force.”

It was interesting, given the circumstances. Uraraka had to know her chances were low. She stood just over 5′1 as compared to your 6+ feet, and her build wasn’t much to write home about strength wise. If you were making a doujin, however, she’d probably beat you out. This wasn’t a hentai, though, and your physical strength alone could have easily put her down for the count. A bit of Gunhead Martial Arts wasn’t going to change that fact so easily.

“Sure. Whatever you say.”

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To make a long story short, you’d paid her warning no mind. Despite knowing it was futile, you couldn’t help but indulge yourself in praising Izuku Midoriya as always. He’d walked into class and you once again followed a routine you had begun a few days prior.

“Hey, Deku! You look so beautiful today.” 

You called it out from your seat, and watched in amusement and adoration as he burst into flames, despite you having complimented him in a similar way before. He sputtered in that cute way he always did, mumbling and falling over his words. Poor thing still wasn’t used to being told that he was gorgeous. 

Eventually, he’d managed a frail ”T-t-thank you…y-yo-you t-too!” before rushing to his seat. He’d covered his head with his arms, blushing furiously as he greedily allowed himself to drown in the compliment.

You really had fallen for the boy. He was far too cute. But not just that, he had the kindest soul you’d ever had the pleasure of being friends with. You knew, however, that he’d never feel the same. Not with the way you were. Not with the way you’d chosen to be.

Uraraka, who had walked in with Deku along with Iida, was none too pleased with this statement. Maybe, if she’d known that it was genuine she wouldn’t have minded. She would have simply watched with that soft gaze of hers. Staring on, allowing Deku to find happiness with whomever he’d chosen. She would have buried her feelings, held her tongue, closed her mouth, had she known that you truly loved Midoriya.

But she didn’t.

Instead she believed that you had no feelings at all. Found some sick pleasure in toying with his emotions. She very well could have left it alone. Closed her mouth while the one she loved was pulled by a string that would surely lead him off a cliff. Cut so easily and without a care. She couldn’t allow it. She wouldn’t let you play with him like that.

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As it had happened many days before, All Might found his way to Midoriya during lunch. The two had left right as lunch began, the first two to leave. The first two to miss it. 

Aoyama, who sat back in class to eat(the food hurt his tummy) had no intention of getting up, though many of the students began to make their way out of the class. The majority of them stopped, though, when Uraraka spoke up. Her annoyance had built up far too much. 

“Do you really think any of this is funny, L/N?”

As opposed to the day before, her voice was clear. It rang throughout the room with confidence. It reached the ears of classmates who had already made it outside of the classroom. They’d made it a point to look back, rerouting in order to witness the commotion about to ensue(though, they had no idea this was the case, of course).

You had been on your way out of the room, and turned around to face her. You’d almost forgotten the conversation you had the night before. Forced it out of your mind so as to not send yourself into another episode of “How Much Do I Hate Myself Today?”. A game show you’d always found yourself the winner of. 

Youwere the only player, though..

“You really are treating this like a joke. It’s just some game to you, isn’t it?” A scoff found its way to the brunette’s eardrum. “You know nothing about it.” a repetition of the phrases spoken the night before “So you can’t speak on-” 

“THAT’S ENOUGH!” As if a new found fire had been lit under her, she picked her head up, staring into your eyes with determination that rivaled that of the Sports Festival. “I won’t… I won’t stand by and let you keep this awful act up, L/N! If you really care about him at all, you’ll stop!” 

A single foot was propped up on her desk, like she was readying herself to jump, to leap over the desks separating her from you. To sock you in your face. To knock you out, to do something. Uraraka couldn’t help but wonder though, was this the right choice? Was she doing the right thing? She couldn’t have known. All she did know was that she couldn’t stop herself. Not anymore. And especially not with you egging her on like you were.

“Stop me, then.” 

That was as much as it took. She was fast, leaping from desk to desk. She’d only used one foot to change direction each time, which allowed for almost no time to think. Quickly you’d pushed Jirou out of the way, kicking up a chair to use as defense. Ochako gripped onto the legs of the chair, protecting herself as she shoved you with her foot, pulled the chair away and threw it to the opposite side of the room.

Wait, who was in the right again?

It didn’t take long for Kirishima and Ashido to run out of the classroom. 

All Might, he’d fix everything. He’d stop this. He had to. He was All Might, after all. They’d found him in his lounge with Deku as normal. He seemed all too calm before he’d seen the panicked looks on his students’ faces “All Might, Deku! Come quick!” the two cried.

Tch, snitches.

By now, the room was a mess, desks thrown on their side and not a single student stopping the two brawling in the middle. A few phones came out. For evidence, of course. 

You’d barely taken a scratch as opposed to Uraraka who’d been covered in bruises. Her fire failed to subside, and she took her opportunity to grasp the upper hand when you stepped back, tripping over a pencil so carelessly left on the ground(it was likely, however, that you’d knocked it down when the two of you were throwing desks). 

A simple stumble was all it took for her to be on you. Uraraka leaped forward, hands placed firmly on your shoulders as you toppled over.

You hit the ground.

It was now you could clearly see the rage on her features. Her hair was disheveled, her lip was bleeding and tears formed at the corner of her eyelids. 

“You’re nothing more than a coward! A spineless, coward!” 

She was wrong.

“How dare you even for a moment pretend like his feelings don’t matter! How dare you treat him like he’s everything, yet feel nothing?!”

It wasn’t true.

“You…! Why you..!” she’d raised her fist, and for a moment you considered letting her beat you senseless. Wasn’t it what you deserved? You’d let her believe you didn’t care about Deku at all. If you’d just been honest, this could have been avoided.

But you’re not nice enough to let her pummel you just to blow off some steam. If she didn’t understand, you’d just have to explain. 

Uraraka slammed her fist forward. You even gritted your teeth, ready to counter. This blow never came though, as a familiar hand gripped onto the wrist of the girl above you, pulling her back. 

Speak of the Deku.

“Uraraka,stop it! Calm down!!” A familiar voice, along with a face to match emerged. Not that you really cared though. Swiftly, you jetted upwards, rage pumping through your veins. Your intention had been to fire back. To hit her in some way though, your attack had been intercepted as well. Two large hands(likely larger than your face) wrapped around your own forearms. You made an attempt to fight against them, but it was futile. “Calm down, Young Lass, there’s no need for violence.” But you didn’t hear him. Uraraka didn’t either, her assault continued

“Spineless!!”

“Coward!!”

“Wickedwench! You can’t do anything but toy with the emotions of those around-”

It was your foot. Luckily, she’d been in range so the toe of your sneaker could properly clobber her from below. The sound had rang out clearly, along with her own grunt at the impact.

“Keep your mouth shut!!”

Suddenly it was your turn to speak.

“You know nothing about it!! Who are you to tell me how I feel?! You have no idea how lucky you are! You have no idea how beautiful you are! You have no idea…how normal you are!!” 

It was silent for a bit. 

“I would give anything to be like you! To be shy, easily flustered. To be short and cute. To be so…wanted.” They started to flow. The oceans pent up by the dam of your own pride. They’d spilled over at that one word. It was all you’d ever wanted. For someone to want you. “I can’t believe you ever felt even the slightest bit threatened by me. It’s comical you ever believed that I even so much as stood a chance with him! Nothing I say to him matters and it never will because he’ll never look at me the way he looks at you. I’ll never be the perfect girl the guy can save when she’s in trouble. I’ll never be the girl who fits so well into society’s standards! I’ll never be the submissive girlfriend that every guy wants!! You shouldn’t even so much as glance at me because I’ll never be as perfect as you are!!” 

All Might’s grip on your wrists loosened as his face softened. Deku stared at you with those round pools of green you’d fallen in love with so long ago. A concerned look that would have stabbed you straight through the heart had you been paying him any attention.

You weren’t though, instead you locked eyes with Ochako, who’s eyes had been wide with shock and a hint of sadness.

“Ido love him, Uraraka. But none of that will ever matter,”

With that your arms were set free, along with the waterfalls now streaming down your cheeks.

“Because no matter how hard I try, I’ll only ever be me. I’ll never be like you.”

You kept your head down, grabbing your bag and slinging it over your shoulder. 

You trudged out of the classroom, silently.

No, you’d never be like her.