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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Character:
      Bakugou_Katsuki, OC_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Forcing, Extremely_Dark, blackmailing, Dirty_Talk, Humiliation,
      Light_Bondage, Underage_-_Freeform, Kinky, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, Anal
      Fingering, Stalking, First_Time, Anal_Sex, Oral_Sex, I'm_Sorry
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-17 Words: 3563
****** This place is reality ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Bakugou gets a strange message from an unknown number. One-Shot smut
     basically. Read the tags!
Notes
     read the tags before reading
See the end of the work for more notes
Bakugou was used to train under the moonlight, but something wasn‘t right. He
was exhausted, his training patterns were hard and he always reached his limit
after training, but right then, he was restless. He stood on an open grass
field in the forest next to his house. It was almost midnight and quiet
outside, the only noise he heard was his own heavy breathing. The only light
source he had was the bright moon.
This spot was the perfect training place for him, he never saw anyone here
before and there was enough space to experiment with his quirk. But something
was wrong this time, he didn't feel satisfied with his results.
„Not enough“, he thought to himself but his body didn't respond. He stood in
the middle of the field panting, he looked up to the night sky, trying to catch
his breath.
The struggle made him sick, he wanted to punch, to destroy until he was
satisfied, until he thought it was enough. It rarely happened that his body
didn't react to him, maybe he overworked himself? But Bakugou wouldn't admit
that nor think about such a thing.
After some time of struggling that ended in vain, he decided to return home. He
couldn't lift his arms and hardly could even walk, actually, it was more like a
hobble than a walk. He was extremely pissed off and the overworking possibility
then crossed his mind.
„Fuck...“ He mumbled, his voice strained and hoarse. His thoughts were all over
the place, he knew he over did it, but he had no other choice. He had to
succeed, to defeat, to conquer. Everything else felt wrong, disgustingly wrong.
A struck of dizziness overcame him, and his sight went blurry. He couldn't
remember the last time he felt this physically bad.
Bakugou reached his home, his mother was absent due to wotk for the next 2
days, but he didn't mind. He preffered the peace now that he has to concentrate
on his academy exams. He didn't think about food, too exhausted to do anything.
His main objective was to change and get into bed as soon as possible, so he
did.
After changing into casual clothes, he grabbed his phone and got into his bed.
His bed was bigger than most single beds, but still not large enough to be
called a queen sized bed. The lights in the room were dimmed, the room looked
plain. The only remarkable thing in the room was the punching bag and the
weights that laid on the floor.
He checked his messages, some usual messages from group chats he was in because
of friends. But then he noticed the message from „Unknown“, so he opened it.
The message contained a link and a sentence beneath it: „Come chat with me.“
Stupid, he thought. It was an obvious spam message and even if it wasn't,
Bakugou had no time nor the energy to talk to anyone right now. „Yeah right“ He
sighed to himself and put his phone next to his bed. He stared at the ceiling
with his hands behind his head. Bakugou was exhausted but he couldn't sleep,
still restless.
His thoughts were still all over the place and he found himself getting
suffocated by them, and that strange message made nothing easier. He looked at
his phone, angry with himself to even consider such a thing, but he reached out
anyway.
After pressing on the link a chat room opened. Bakugou looked irritated at his
phone, ready to close the chat room any second but then someone joined the chat
room. The name of the person was just a bunch of numbers „1312“.
1312: „I knew you would come.“
Bakugou hesitated, should he reply or should he just leave this dumb prankster?
But he got curious, and he couldn't sleep, „fuck it.“ he thought.
You: „so what the fuck do you want from me lowlife?“
1312: „Oh, nothing in particular. I am just a fan, you know.“
You: „a fan or a stalker?“
1312: „Haha, you are as direct as Id imagine you to be.“
You: „whoever the fuck you are, i am not interested so leave me the fuck alone
and if you dare to write me again i“
He didn't know how to finish the sentence so he didn't, he just send it. He
waited for some kind of reaction, but nothing came, after a few seconds the man
left the chat room and so did Bakugou. He would lie if he said that he wasn't
mildly disturbed by this event but he chose not to dwell on it too much.
Suddenly his window opened and a force of wind made its way into his room, it
took him by surprise and he immediately sat up, staring at the window. „It was
the wind, just the wind, calm the fuck down you whimp...“ he thought.
After a brief hesitation he stood up and made his way to the window, but then
the window instantly closed. In that exact second he realized he made a
mistake. But it was too late, his reaction was too slow when he felt a grip on
both of his arms that turned him around and pressed his chest into his bed.
He turned his head to look behind and he saw a black haired man, he looked not
much older than he was himself, but old enough to be considered an adult. The
man applied enough force with his body so that Bakugou was trapped underneath
him.
Usually, he would scream and fight, or struggle at the very least. He would
yell at the man and threaten him to kill him. But right now, he was quiet. He
could only watch in horror how the man tied up both of his hands, his palms
facing inwards, so this bastard knew about his quirk too.
When the man was done, he left Bakugou on the bed and took a step back, as if
he was admiring his work. „Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want
bastard?! Depending on the answer I might let you live, if this is some sick
joke.“
„Oh my, how scary. I know you never killed a man before, you‘re just a kid.
Besides, I doubt you could fight against me quirkless“, the tone of the man was
light, he was enjoying himself, enjoying this situation. The man used his
invisibility quirk to sneak inside of Bakugous room, but the anxiety that
started to form inside of Bakugou made his ability to think almost impossible.
There were no options for him, he was defenseless. The man tied him up so he
couldn‘t use his quirk, he was smart and he knew about his abilities too. He
couldn't manifest his quirk anywhere else but his hands, and the man knew that.
What could he possibly do now? Use raw strength?
He was strong but fighting without his arms was impossible, all these thoughts
lead to one realization and the feeling of panic and angst overcame him, he was
sure he would throw up any moment.
The man noticed that and spoke: „Calm down now, I didn't plan to hurt you, if
you behave that is.“ The man still stood there, he gave Bakugou a few minutes
of silence until he was able to speak.
„Fuck...What do you want from me“, his voice barely came out, it was the first
time he was genuinely afraid and he did not know how to handle these feelings.
It felt foreign to him, it was terrifying.
The man grabbed Bakugou and turned him around so that he would face him. He
then showed him a picture on his phone. „Its simple, you do what I say, and I
will delete this cute little picture of you. I doubt you wanna see anyone,
don't you?“
Anger overwhelmed him and he was quick to speak: „What the fuck, where did you
get that from you sick bastard?!“ But the man could only laugh.
„I‘ve been watching you Katsuki.“
„Don‘t call me by my first name, you-“
He got interrupted by the mans hand that grabbed his hair and pulled it back,
leaving his neck exposed. But Bakugou was quick to react, as soon as the man
softened the grip he got free from the hold and bit into his arm, but the man
did not react. The younger male looked up to meet the mans eyes.
„You wanna do this the rough way? Fine.“ He let go of Bakugous hair but the boy
had no chance to adjust himself before the mans fist made contact with his
cheek.
He groaned and fell back onto the bed, his cheek painfully red and his face
consumed with anger.
„You will regret this.“ the boy said, his voice dripping with hatred and furry.
„Oh, I wonder. Come here, I want you to suck me off. Do that and I will delete
the picture.“
„Blackmailing a kid, you really have no dignity.“
Bakugou almost regretted his words when he saw the mans face, it took him a few
seconds but he moved to the end of the bed where man was.
„You better keep your promise or else I‘ll-“
„It‘s not like you have a choice anyway,“ the man said. „Kneel before me and
don't you even think about biting.“
Time slowed down, and the only thing that was on his mind: „How to escape?“
There was no way, no way out of this and Bakugou knew. All the questions in his
head made everything worse, he felt terrible, he felt sick and he could never
forget what he was about do to either.
The man unzipped his pants and pulled his boxers down. He was hard, of course,
that sick bastard was a fucking sadist.
„I want you to look up while you suck. Look me in the eyes baby.“
Bakugou cringed at the nickname and froze. He could not do it, fuck he never
did anything like this before. But then he remembered the picture and
everything felt so wrong.
When he sucked the man off, his eyes were closed. There was no other way, he
thought to himself. But the man spoke: „Look at me.“ And it took Bakugou a few
seconds to take a look above and he saw the mans face, he never felt so
disgusted in his life.
He was enjoying it, of course he was, he was a sick psychopath. „C‘mon, you can
go deeper than that.“ The man said as he grabbed the back of Bakugous hair to
push him down his cock. Bakugou immediately chocked and pulled away. „What the
fuck was that for?!“ He coughed, he felt sick and disgusted.
„Close your eyes and stick your tongue out, im about to cum. I‘ll delete the
picture after that. Just as promised.“
Anger and embarrassment filled Bakugou, was this shit really necessary? Fuck,
he wanted to kill this bastard so badly if only he didn't have the picture- no,
wait. He couldn‘t fight the man anyway, he was helpless in his current state
and there was nothing he could‘ve done even if the picture wasn't there.
The humiliation was unbearable, and it took him every bit of his self-control
not to snap at the man. He closed his eyes and slowly opened his mouth, then
stick his tongue out.
„That's nice, kitten. Just like that, take everything.“
And then he came, over his tongue, his lips and his cheeks. Bakugou opened his
eyes just to see a phone in front of his face. „W-what the fuck?“
It took him a few seconds to realize.
„You didn‘t just take another picture of me yo-“
The man put his boxer back on and made his way over to Bakugou to show him his
phone. „I‘ll delete it now, you‘ve been good so I‘ll reward you Katsuki.“
And he does, he deletes the picture.
„Wipe your disgusting cum off my-“
„How about we make another deal though,“
he swiped his finger over his smartphone, completely ignoring the younger. A
picture of Bakugou came up. His cheeks red, his hair a mess and his face
completely ridiculous. His brows were drawn upwards, like he was about to cry.
His tongue stuck out, there was cum all over his face. And Bakugou was about to
puke or lose control, he didn know which one it was.
„You motherfucker! You fucking tricked me!“
„I did delete the picture didn‘t I? Besides, Katsuki-chan,“ he crouched before
the boy, „your body doesn‘t seem to mind too much.“
He grabbed Bakugous crouch and the boy gasped.
„Don‘t touch me you disgusting trash, untie my handy and I will fucking kill
youah-“
Bakugous eyes widened when he looked down, he was hard. „How did that happen?!
It had to be an accident, fuck this was all wrong.“ he thought to himself.
„Mhm, I wonder what made Katsuki so excited? Hm…Was it the sucking? The
nicknames? Or was it maybe the humiliation?“
The man chuckled, „You're cute Katsuki. Playing tough but in reality you love
to be dominated don't you?“
„You‘re wrong,“ the boy panted, his face red from embarrassment, „this is all
wrong. I fucking hate you!“
„Oh my, that's adorable! Keep denying your feelings, this makes it even more
fun for me.“
There was a pause of silence and the man looked at Bakugou in anticipation.
„Untie me. I can‘t use my quirk, I over did it with training so I can‘t do
anything. So-“
„Say „Please Master, untie me. I‘m sorry for misbehaving.“ and I might consider
it“, he smirked.
„Die.“ is all Bakugou said, he closed his eyes. He was about to pass out any
moment. It all just felt like a nightmare, he was sure he would wake up in a
few seconds.
But that bastard did not let him of course, he grabbed his crouch again and
earned another gasp.
„I‘ll get you to beg for me Katsuki.“ He took him bridal style.
„I will never beg you fucking creep, put me the fuck down!“
The boy struggled, kicked around but the man was stronger.
The man threw Bakugou on the bed and the boy landed on his chest, trying to
control the pain in his head that was worsened by the impact. His hands still
tied behind his back.
„Besides,“ he spoke and crawled on top of the boy, „I‘m pretty sure being tied
up and helpless adds to the excitement you're feeling deep down.“
The man then tugged Bakugous pants down, revealing his ass.
„No, no pl- don‘t don‘t touch me I-“
„Ahah, you‘re so cute like this. Are you going to cry now?“
And then Bakugou turned his head and there were tears in his eyes, his face was
still red and all the anger was gone, he just looked mortified now.
The man laughed. „You are crying for real! That's cute Katsuki, you‘re too
cute.“
„You are just sick.“
And then there was a hand on his ass, touching and grabbing. Bakugou
instinctively raised his hips, he moaned into the sheets.
„Baby, you‘ve been hard for so long. You wanna cum don‘t you?“ he said in a
kind tone and it made Bakugou sick.
„You‘re so sensitive here, I wonder if you ever even jacked off before.“
„Shut the fuck up-“
Suddenly he felt 2 fingers at his entrance and Bakugous heart stopped.
„Stop. Don‘t! Don‘t fucking do this I will fucking kill you if you keep going!“
„Behave, kid. Don‘t forget about the picture. Struggle and it will hurt you
more. But I might stop, if you beg.“
Bakugou held his breath, if there is one thing he despises the most it was
begging, he swore to himself he would not beg no matter what, but-
„Don‘t do this. P-…plea-se“
„Ah-haha, I am sorry Katsuki. You‘re too cute.“
And then he inserted the fingers, Katsuki groaned into the sheets, trying to
muffle the noises.
„Oh god, you're tight. I wonder if I will even fit in here.“
He worked his fingers in and out, stretching his entrance. After a while he
inserted a third finger and Bakugou cried out.
„It hurts! Stop!“
The man came closer, leaning over Bakugou to whisper into his ear. „How does it
feel to be vulnerable and exposed, Katsuki? Do you like it?“
His head was spinning and he was barely making out the words. But then he felt
his arms fall to each side, the man untied him. And without thinking he
immediately struck behind, trying to punch the man in the face, but the man
caught his hand and then held his arms above his head with one arm, the other
still inside of him.
„I untie you, and this is the thanks I get? You‘re so difficult Katsuki-chan.“
He chuckled and it made Bakugou even more furious, this guy was still stronger
than he was. But his mind is clearer now and he will definitely think of a way
to get out of this, now that he is untied.
He could manage to break out of the hold, if the bastard thinks he is able to
restrict him just by using one hand he is wrong. He will think of a way to get
out but for now-
„You are ready.“ And after those words he gets flipped around, now laying on
his back. The man thrusts inside and Bakugou screams in pain, his nails dig
into his own hands, his feet curling up.
The man grabs his throat with one hand, choking the boy.
„You're squeezing me in, you are actually into this.“ He chuckles again and it
hurts, everything hurts. Bakugou tries to catch his breath but its futile, his
head is spinning and his eyes are still teary.
„You‘re gonna cum like that aren‘t you? God you are really into chocking its
fucking hot.“ And Bakugou only noticed right before it happened, but the
bastard doesn‘t let him. He let go his throat and stop the boys orgasm.
The sensation of the denial makes Bakugous whole body curl up. The man comes
inside of him. He lets go of the younger hands and Bakugou immediately clings
onto his own arms, nails digging into his sweater, as if he is freezing. The
man pulls out.
„Fuck, fuck, fuck wha d-id you...“
„You‘re shaking like crazy. What a mess. Does it hurt? Do you want to come?
Then beg.“
And then the man begins to stroke the blonde's dick, its painful and he hates
himself for it.
„I-I need to come, let me come..“
„I will, you just have to beg.“
Bakugou squeezes his eyes shut, he almost reaches climax and it all goes so
fast, but then he gets denied again. And he screams out in pain.
„F-fu-ck you bastard! Why- you-“ And he takes all of his strength to swing his
fist into the mans direction, he only then realizes how weak his body got. The
training and now the pain, the male was at his limits long ago.
„Was that supposed to be a punch from Bakugou Katsuki?“ He laughed and grabbed
the arm, pulling the male closer to his chest. „Sit on my lap and make sure to
hold onto my neck.“ But Bakugou didn‘t show a reaction, mind completely gone
from the pain. „Do as you are told, okay baby? Be nice.“ And then he puts both
of his arms around the older man, hugging him. „Such a good boy.“
And Bakugou moans at the praise, fuck, what is wrong with him? „Such a cute
little boy, with such a dirty little secret. Maybe I should humiliate you some
more, would you like that baby?“ Bakugou nods once, twice. „s-so hard. N-eed
to-...it hurts!“
The black haired man starts to stroke him again, this time painfully slow. „Beg
for me baby. Tell me what you want. Should I go faster? Should I fuck you
again?“
All he feels is pain and all he can think about is release. His mind does not
work, he is not himself as he speaks.
„Pl-lea-..please. Please!“
„Tell me, tell me in detail or I won't know. Call me by my name baby.“
Bakugou closes his eyes, the strokes are still so slow and his body arches. He
moans loudly. And the man smiles, widely.
„Ah- pl-ease make me come. I nee-d to come. I need your- a- dick inside- of me
please m-master..“
And the tears fall down his cheeks while saying those words.
„Oh fuck, I might come just from hearing that. You are too adorable.“ And then
he thrusts inside again and Bakugou moans and throws his head back.
„More- m-ore, fu-ck me faster!“
„That's nice baby, tell me you were misbehaving, tell me you are sorry for not
begging for my cock earlier.“
„‘m sorry I‘ve be-en bad, I am sorry f-for misbeha-ving ah- please, please cum
inside. Please I need y-your cock master!“
And then Bakugou comes, the man follows shortly after. The feeling paralyzing
his whole body and he screams. And the man leans in to kiss him. Their lips
meet and Bakugou can taste his own tears mixed with the mans saliva.
He finally awakes, panting and sweating and Bakugou swears he will never be
able to sleep again.
End Notes
     Just to make this clear, I do not support Rape or Underaged sex irl.
     This is mere fiction and it is not supposed to be taken seriously.
     The idea of the fiction turned out a bit different and the writing
     was a lot harder than expected, even I got disgusted at some point
     lol. For the ones that enjoyed, thanks for reading you sickos :)
     (suffering bakugou is my guilty pleasure)
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