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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
  Relationship:
      Midoriya_Izuku/Shigaraki_Tomura_|_Shimura_Tenko
  Character:
      Midoriya_Izuku, Shigaraki_Tomura_|_Shimura_Tenko
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Rough_Oral_Sex, Oral_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-28 Words: 2793
****** To Deflower A Hero ******
by BluKrown
Notes
     Halloween Fanfiction Week 2017 Day 4 - Stalker
     - this was requested by both Fireball-Fuchsia and an anonymous user
     on tumblr -
     Special thanks to Fireball-Fuchsia who wrote a whole storyline of the
     fic. So thank you so much you lovely human xx
See the end of the work for more notes
Shigaraki was not sure when it started. When did he first lay eyes on him?
Since before he became the slowly rising trainee hero, Deku, that was for
certain.
Shigaraki was not sure how to describe the boy, he was shining, bright and
brimming with hope.
It was blinding, it was awe-inspiring, it was . . . It was disturbing.
Midoriya Izuku.
He was, what seemed to be, the future. How heroes would come to be.
He reflected exactly like All Might. Exactly.
And just like All Might, he continued to thwart his plans for anarchy. Always
managing, with the help of his allies and teachers, to beat Shigaraki’s game.
But not this time. No.
He would wait, this was the only time he would.
He would wait, and find that moment, to ruin him. To break him.
Destroy the image he was only just beginning to create.
Now here he was, right in his grip. One finger away from disintegrating him
completely.
The crowds around them were unassuming, all going along with their own
business. As if, in the very same shopping centre, they were not near one of
the most dangerous villains ever and a precious UA student’s safety was in
jeopardy.
“I’m thinking this must be fate or destiny, or something like that.” Shigaraki
could feel his own mouth grow into a smile, his dried and cracked lips aching
as he morphed his face to mirror the inner pleasure he felt to have the young
man’s eyes on him. “Let’s hang out, Midoriya Izuku.”
He could see it, the pure and utter fear growing in the kid’s eyes as he came
to realise what was truly going on. His eyes then darted, looking to where the
villain's hand held onto his throat then to the people, walking with no care in
the world.
“If . . . If I . . . If I go with you, will you guarantee everyone else’s
safety?” Midoriya’s forehead was glimmering, he was beginning to come out in a
cold sweat. He then felt the movement at his throat, where he swallowed.
Ah, it was so good. So good to still see fear and horror. As if Stain had not
just taken all of the attention away from him, and left him as only a figment
in society. A society which always moved on to new and more exciting things.
Shigaraki let out a snort, almost amused by how the brat, even in moments such
as these, he continued to follow the role that was set out for him. A hero.
“I suppose I will.” He then smirked, looking to the crowds around him. “But
remember, you must do whatever I ask, otherwise, there's not much point in
keeping my promise.”
Midoriya moved his head slightly in a nod. Agreeing to his conditions.
“Well then,” taking a step to the side. “Let’s go.”
With that, they went.
Midoriya was clearly shaken, his eyes darting desperately, hoping that he might
catch someone’s eyes, someone who could help him. But no one came.
Obviously. Everyone is doing their own thing, minding their own business. As if
a stranger would just jump out and help him as if someone is that kind or
compassionate.  But then he stopped that train of thought, realising he did
know someone. And he was here, shaking under his hand.
This truly was going to be enjoyable for him.
He leads the horrified student into the centre’s bathroom, still holding him
hostage by his neck.
The bathroom was quiet and empty apart from the man that walked out just as
they came in. It was understandable, however, what with graffiti and scratched
covering the doors and walls and the rather gross odour of piss and other
unpleasing odours coming from each and every stall. Obviously, this bathroom
was only used in the case of emergencies.
Perfect.
Shigaraki escorted Midoriya to a stall, locking the door behind them before he
let go of the boy’s neck.
The boy gasped for air, taking quick steps to the other end of the stall. Which
in this case was half stumbling to sit on the toilet seat.
Midoriya’s eyes were in a deep frown, not visibly threatening, but obviously
not happy in the slightest to be where he is.
“So what is it that you want from me?” Midoriya said.
Shigaraki could not help but smile. Midoriya did not know. He did not know at
all.
He knew he was in danger, that much was certain, but he did not know what all
of this truly meant.
Being in an abandoned bathroom, stuck in a stall with another person. He really
was utterly clueless.
Shigaraki could not help but laugh. He could not help it. How could one kid be
just so clueless?
“Oh man, you really are thick, huh?” Midoriya seemed to stiffen at the insult.
But did not retort, perhaps to frighten to do anything, for his own and the
bystanders’ safety. “I'm sure you’re still a virgin, huh? So look at it this
way, your first time is supposed to be special. Something that you'll remember
forever.” Midoriya gave another look of confusion, seeming to still not follow.
Honestly, Shigaraki could go on all day. Even though he was talking about sex,
and embarrassment flushed on Midoriya’s skin, he still could not catch on to
what the villain was insinuating.
Shigaraki let out a sigh, motioning further, closer to the high schooler, who
visibly scooted further back on the toilet seat. But he didn’t escape, he did
not even show any signs of even trying to. He knew to stay, as thinking
selfishly would only cause harm. Ah, what a sight.
“What better way than to lose that virginity to a villain, huh?”
Midoriya seemed to finally catch on, his eyes widening as he looked to the
villain. That expression, oh did it bring shivers down Shigaraki’s spine,
knowing that the kid feared him still.
Before Midoriya could do anything further, Shigaraki had closed up the gap
between them, standing right before him. With Midoriya sitting on the toilet
and Shigaraki standing right over him. A smile was a ghostly line along the
older’s lips, a sinister expression.
“You’re gonna do something for me, hero Deku. And you better not try to do
anything, as you know what will happen.” His hand then moved, edging close to
the boy’s neck again, but stayed from touching his fingers to Midoriya.
With that, both of Shigaraki’s hands went downwards, unbuttoning the button of
his pants and then unzipping the zipper.
Each sound echoed in the bathroom, sounding sinister to any listen, apart from
Shigaraki.
Midoriya’s body seemed to quake slightly, his eyes trying to look away yet
could not, as his eyes seemed to glue on the man’s hands as they tugged at the
band of his pants.
Shigaraki’s smirk was aching the skin of his own cheeks, he could not help it.
He could not help but smile wide as the look on the high schooler’s face grew
more and more horrified.
“Just lick it like a lollipop. It’s quite easy.” Shigaraki muttered, tugging
his boxers down just enough so he could pull his half erect dick out of his
pants.
Midoriya slid back again, pushing himself further away on the toilet seat until
his back hit the wall. His head shaking slightly, wanting to refuse the man.
Shigaraki could not help but strain a laugh, he could feel himself getting
harder just watching the boy struggle with accepting what he must do. He could
almost see the gears turning in his head, trying to think of how he could
escape. But, he obviously knew he could not. Not when so many people outside of
this bathroom were in danger.
Shigaraki knew before Midoriya moved that he had accepted his fate. The boy
would not quit on bystanders, no, he always had to be the hero. NO matter what,
always, always had to be the one to save. Not to save his own neck instead.
His pride as a hero was nothing compared to the lives of the humans.
Oh, how wonderful, how the boy then moved.
His body shaking slightly, his teeth clenched as he slid closer. How he
Midoriya’s pride and chastity were deteriorating with every second he stayed in
that stall.
“Come on now,” Shigaraki urged. “The longer you take, the bigger the
possibility someone will see you.”
At that Midoriya stiffened, his eyes widening to saucers as he hurriedly looked
around the toilet stall, in one last efforted try to find a way of escape.
But he found himself empty-handed, not a plan nor even an idea.
Shigaraki saw it when Midoriya finally gave in, finally, succumbed to it.
Oh god, I’m rock hard.  Shigaraki thought, feeling the hard pulse as Midoriya’s
eyes become steely and determined.
Once Midoriya was close enough, one of Shigaraki’s hands wrapped around the
back of the boy's neck apart from his index finger, pressing him forward
towards him.
His face pressed onto Shigaraki’s cock, or more accurately his right cheek as
he stumbled towards.
Shigaraki let out a small laugh, his free hand going to guid his length to
Midoriya’s lips. Mockingly saying as he did, “Open wide, Midoriya.”
Midoriya obeyed, let out a slight grunt from the force at which the hand
pressed him. But he obeyed no less, opening his mouth to receive Shigaraki full
length into his mouth.
A harsh shiver coursed down Shigaraki’s spine as Midoriya’s lips encircled
around him. Dear god, it was warm and tight.
Shigaraki let out a swear, his hands going to comb through the boy’s hair with
his pinky wavering in the air. His teeth clenching on his own bottom lip as he
gave himself a moment to adjust to the suddenly pleasurable surroundings his
dick had invaded into.
 But he did not stay long, however, as his other hand came to pull at another
section of hair. A small grunt coming from the boy as his hair was tugged by
the follicles.
Shigaraki began to thrust, pressing his hips forward into the boy’s mouth,
pressing through his mouth into his throat. He could feel it, the glorious
tightening around his as Midoriya’s throat strained in opening wide enough to
let him in.
Shigaraki was not large in any regard to his size, which was Midoriya’s luck as
if shigaraki was any longer, he would reach his gag reflex, even though the
high schooler wanted to gag either way.
Midoriya’s hands lifted to hold onto the man’s wrists, aiding in keeping
balance as he was purposely pushed into countlessly. His fingers tightening
harshly at the skin of his wrists, as the only place he could show any sign of
displeasure apart from his eyes.
Ah, Midoriya’s eyes. They glittered with tears from the pain, his hair being
tugged, his mouth aching from the depth of the thrusts and the straining o
throat around Shigaraki’s girth. And although to tear seeped down his cheeks,
his eyes were wide and angry, his eyebrows furrowed as he looked up at the man
who was causing all this pain.
Shigaraki loved it. The look.
He could threaten the teen further, tell him to act like he liked it. But that
would be no fun. And besides, it would not truly feel like he was destroying
the image of this hero to be. It would be no fun at all.
He could feel it now, the hot heat in the space below his stomach. The pulsing
that curled the length of his dick.
Shigaraki’s smile grew once more, even though his muscles ached. “You know what
I’m gonna do Midoriya?” A small chuckle coming from his lips when Midoriya’s
eyes looked to his own, half crinkled from the pain he must surely be feeling
all over his face. Shigaraki’s breaths heavy, heaving slightly as the heat grew
through his body. Sweat beginning to moisten his forehead and palms. “I’m gonna
ejaculate, yeah? And you’re gonna swallow every. Last. Drop.”
The hand’s the grappled onto his wrists tightened even further, and he could
feel his fingers numb slightly. Dear lord, it would only have been half as fun
if he was not continuing to be disgusted by each thing he said.
He could feel the slight brush of the boy’s teeth at the base of his cock. He
could feel his balls sway and occasionally hit Midoriya’s chin when he thrust
exceptionally quickly.
Just the sound alone was utter perfection, the erotic sound of Midoriya’s wet
and dripping mouth sliding over his length and the small grunt of Midoriya
hurting from the cock going straight down his throat. It was pure and utter
bliss to listen to. The grunting and muffled coughing as Midoriya strained dot
handle the thrust that continued to burrow down his throat. Shigaraki could try
to keep this chorus of sounds and sensations in his mind and save them in his
memories, but they would never mirror to the real life thing.
The sheer view of Midoriya’s nostrils flaring and his eyes frowning harshly was
the final thing to get Shigarkai to cum. A pulsing and satisfying climax where
with one final thrust, he let go. His cum sliding straight down Midoriya’s
throat, forcing the boy to swallow each drop that he had the privilege to have
in his mouth.
Shigaraki’s smile was a wide smirk, watching as he slowly pulled himself from
Midoriya’s mouth. Watching Midoriya’s eyes fill with relief was his mouth was
freed.
Shigaraki’s cold hands let go of the boy’s hair, where Midoriya then instantly
fell back against the wall of the toilet stall, heaving and swallowing harshly
as he strained to recover.
But the villain did not give the boy any more time, as his rough fingers
reached below Midoriya to tug the boy up by his legs, making the boy yelp out
of surprise as he was half laying on his back on the toilet seat, the higher up
part of his back still leaning on the wall.
“W-What are you doing?” Midoriya said, his voice panicked. “P-Please, th-this
is enough right? This is enough for you, isn’t it? P-Please let me go! P-Please
I don’t want this-”
“‘Scuse me.” A voice suddenly came from the bathroom stall door, which in an
instant burst open with a bang.
Shigaraki turned, his eyes catching on to the intruder. A blonde kid with harsh
red eyes. Bakugo Katsuki.
The blonde’s eyes looked over the scene before him. HIs hands stuffed into his
pockets and his eyes rather calm he said, “‘Scuse you asshole, but you better
step away from Deku or I’m gunna kick your ass so hard it’ll hurt for weeks.”
“K-Kacchan.” A whimper came from the toilet seat, where Midoriya was shivering,
his belt unbuckled and his zipper undone.
Shigaraki saw it. A small twitch at the newcomer’s right eye. It was gone in an
instant, as the blonde took a step forward.
The villain grinned, his hands reaching for both Bakugo and Midoriya. “Don’t go
any closer, Kacchan.” Shigaraki muttered, a smirk stretching his face.
“Wouldn’t want either of you to get touched would you?”
Bakugo looked to the hands, realising what they could do. But instead of show
worry or fear, a smirk of his own marked his features as he pulled out his
right hand. Small sparks emitting from the palm. “Oh really, you wanna play
like that, huh?”
Shigaraki clicked his tongue, darting his eyes from Midoriya to Bakugo. He
would rather not leave things unfinished, but what with the winner of the UA
sports tournament threatening violence, Shigaraki thought better of it.
He tucked his hands in his hoodie pocket. Letting out a sigh as he murmured,
“Ah, what a shame. I was enjoying myself.”
He then walked to the door, where Bakugo took a small step to the side,
allowing the villain to walk past. Shigaraki’s eyes caught on to Midoriya one
last time, a small smile curling his lips as he said, “It was nice seeing you,
Deku.”
With that, he left. He did not want to hear it but heard the scuffling of feet
as BAkugo must have come to stand close to Midoriya, and help him if he was not
going to shout at him first.
Shigaraki’s lips were still marked in a smile, lowering his head as he moved
into the crowd. “Don’t worry Midoriya,” Shigaraki whispered coaxingly. “We’ll
reunite again, and I’ll finish what we started.” Slowly, however, his smile
grew to a dark scowl, a hand going to scratch at the messed up skin on his neck
with his bitten fingernails.
“And Bakugo,” Shigaraki let out a rather sour laugh,”You’ll be getting
something soon. Just you wait.”
End Notes
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