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18. I want you to say my name. No! Not that name. ‘My’ name. With Bakugou, please?

#18 with a side of light gore and NSFW coming right up.

Contents: dub-con/non con, choking, forced oral (receiving), yandere content. Minors, do not interact.

“He went this way!”

You ran behind the other two pro-heroes. The smell of ash and smoke choked your senses. Blood pumped hard in your body, pushing your forward towards the greatest danger. With the power to demolish an entire building or even a city block quite literally in the palm of his hands, Katsuki Bakugou made a name for himself as the number one villain in Japan. If he couldn’t reach the top of the charts as a hero, then he would feared as the top criminal.

Explosions erupted around you. Small ones mixed in with bigger impacts. Brick and mortar flew all around you. Dust clogged your senses. All three of you managed to dodge Bakugou’s attacks with a few scrapes. You saw him bobbing and weaving between the ruins he created. His razor sharp eyes peered through the clouds and debris. For a split second, you thought he was looking at you.

“Don’t let him get away!”

“Keep up, (Hero Name)! Now’s our chance to bring this traitor to justice!”

Deep in the pit of your stomach, something didn’t feel right. You ran after the villain. You and the other heroes came to halt in an empty city block. Civilians had been evacuated for when Bakugou lost his temper, which happened every time he was cornered. Still, it shouldn’t have been as quiet as it was.

“Where’d he go?”

“He’s got to be around here some--” You didn’t get a chance to finish.

Earth and smoke exploded around. Bits of concrete, asphalt, and stone blew you off your feet. Your fellow heroes were hit by the strongest blasts. Screaming and groans of agony filled your eardrums followed by a blaring ringing in your ears. Black dots danced in front of your eyes and you blacked out for a moment. When you opened your eyes again, a single figure stood out among the rubble. Bakugou stood over the bodies of your comrades.

“And just so you don’t follow us.” Katsuki aimed his hand at the hero’s kneecap.

There was more screaming. Blood now tinged the air. You were barely able to raise yourself up to your elbows. Your temples throbbed and you couldn’t see straight. Bakugou’s boots pounded the cracked asphalt as he made his way to you.

“There you are, Y/N. I’ve been looking forward to this.”

Not your hero name, you wondered. Bakugou reached into his utility belt and retrieved a syringe holding an unknown fluid. You grabbed his wrist as he knelt in front of you and pressed the needle into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. Bakugou pinned you to the ground then pushed down the plunger.

“This should make you nice and docile,” Bakugou said with a smirk.

“(Hero Name)!” One of the pro’s called out.

Your vision blurred before going completely dark.

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The first thing you noticed when you woke up was the piece of cold metal wrapped snug around your neck. Your hands and feet were left untied. As soon as your eyes were able to see, you took in your new surroundings. The room had no windows, a door, and a doorway that opened to a bathroom. Stone covered the walls, ceiling, and floor. Your new furnishings were sparse but comfortable-looking. A bed, an armchair, a plush rug, a bookshelf lined with novels, all your favorite. The implication didn’t startle you as much as that it was Bakugou that brought you to this place.

Speak of the devil, where was he?

Just as you tried the door only to find it locked, you heard footsteps echoing down some sort of hallway beyond the confines of your room. Keys jingled and the metal door swung open. Bakugou looked more triumphant than ever despite his face dirty with grime, soot, and a bit of blood.

“Alone at last.” He kicked the door closed and tossed the keys aside.

Your gaze traveled to him then to the keys he haphazardly tossed.

“I wouldn’t count on it, princess. That collar around your neck prevents you from ever activating your quirk. You’re next to useless without it and don't think for a second you’re strong enough to get past me,” Bakugou chuckled.

“Ground Zero, why are you doing this? Are you hoping to get ransom money?” You asked.

“Ransom? Haha! I don’t think for a second that shitty commission is going to spend a dime getting you back even if that was my plan.”

“Then why...”

Bakugou’s arms reached out and snaked around your waist. You were hauled off your feet and thrown back into the bed. Bakugou was on top of you in a flash. The cloying musk of soot and sweat made you turn your head and gag. Bakugou twisted your face so you were forced to look him in the eye.

“Say my name,” he ordered.

“What?”

“Don’t make me fucking repeat myself, Y/N. You should least have the curtesy of calling me by name.”

“What are you talking about?”

Bakugou remove his hand from your jaw and grasped and squeezed your throat. Your hands shot up to try and pry his fingers off, but it was useless.

“Don’t remember me, do ya? I wouldn’t be surprised. You got on a fucking ego trip and forgot all about your childhood pal, didn’t you?”

“Y-You became a villain...” You gasped.

“So? What of it? That didn’t change my feelings. I wanted you so bad, but then you started hanging around all those extras. No matter how high I climbed, everybody else climbed higher and you never noticed me. If I can’t be the number one hero to society or to you, then I'll be the number one villain and get what I want most of all!”

Bakugou’s lips slammed into yours. With one hand still attached to your throat, he kept you still. His tongue ran along the seam of your lips and forced his way in. Bakugou caressed the inside of your mouth with the same hunger as a starving man. He pulled away quickly. You panted for breath but struggled to do so with his hand still wrapped around your neck. The cold metal of the collar pressed against your flesh.

“Say my name.” Bakugou growled.

“Ground Zero, please...”

“No,” he said. His free hand rand down your chest and found the zipper to your hero costume. Instead of pull on that, Bakugou grabbed a fistful of fabric and pulled with all his strength. Your costume ripped and fell away like it was made of tissue paper. Bakugou repeated the process until you lay in your underwear.

“I want you to say my name.”

“Baku--”

“No! Not that name. My name.” Bakugou squeezed tighter until you were seeing star.

“K-Katsuki!” You barked.

His grip loosened. Bakugou, or rather Katsuki, slid down your barely clad body, tearing ruined pieces of clothing from your body. His calloused fingers yanked at the elastic of your panties until it snapped. He tore it away and nudged your legs apart.

“That’s more like it!” Katsuki dove between your legs.

The only thing you could do was lace your hands in Katsuki’s hair and pull. Eventually, his other hand released you so he could keep your legs apart. His tongue ran up and down your slit. Katsuki devoured your cunt, moaning at your taste. He made a feast of you, licking, slurping, and sucking your clit. Against your will, your body clenched up as pleasure seared down your spine. Your back arched and you dug your heels into the mattress when a tidal wave hit you. Your mind was reeling as your inner walls clenched around his tongue. Katsuki’s mouth and chin was soaked with your essence spilling over. You stared at his face long enough not to notice his hands unbuckling his pants and shoving them down past his hips.

It wasn’t until you felt the blunt head of his cock poking your newly sensitive cunt that you understood his intentions.

“Wait, wait, Katsuki! Don’t do this. Please don’t do this!”

“It’s a little too late for that,” he said.

With one thrust, he was seated completely inside of you. Slowly at first, Katsuki rocked into you. The squelching sound of his cock rubbing your insides grew louder as he picked up the pace. Calloused fingers grabbed your hips to pull you closer to him and lifted your lower half off the mattress. Craning your neck, you could see how his cock cleaved you in two. Pushing and pulling back over and over and over.

“S-Slow down, please!”

“Fat chance, Y/N. You gotta learn that you’re not goin’ anywhere. You’re goin’ take responsibility for what I’ve become!”

Katsuki pulled your legs up until the back of your knees rested on his shoulders. He fucked you into the mattress. No matter how you squealed, cried, or begged, he wasn’t slowing down or stopping. You felt your walls clamp around him as another wave of pleasure coursed through you. Unable to stop yourself, you moaned aloud.

“That’s it! Good fucking girl. Take it all and know that you’re mine!”

He pounded you harder than before, increasing the loudness of your moans. Your brain turned to mush before your pleasure reached it peak. You clawed at the sheets beneath you as you screwed your eyelids tight. Katsuki’s animalistic grunts filled your ears next to the sounds of his cock driving into you. His thrusts grew erratic and lost all control as you came around him. You cried at the top of your lungs and burst. You gushed all over his cock. Not a second later, Katsuki slammed his hips against you with one more bruising thrust. Your lower belly grew warm as ropes of Katsuki’s come painted your insides.

Katsuki wore the face of a triumphant demon of lust. He licked his lips at the prize sprawled out on the bed beneath him. You were flushed and warm all over. Your legs ached and screamed at you as Katsuki lowered them from his shoulders. He fixed his clothes and stood from the bed.

“If only those extras could see you now,” he snickered. “Fucked out of your mind. By me, Katsuki Bakugou.”

You didn’t quite hear what he was saying. You stared at the ceiling in disbelief.

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I hope this is okay. I’m sorry if it’s a little long. I don't really know how to write shorter posts.

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