Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/14098500. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia Relationship: Bakugou_Katsuki/Midoriya_Izuku Character: Bakugou_Katsuki, Midoriya_Izuku Additional Tags: Explicit_Sexual_Content, Face-Fucking, Rough_Oral_Sex, Oral_Fixation, Rope_Bondage, Light_Dom/sub, Dirty_Talk, Verbal_Humiliation, Comeplay, Come_Marking, Come_Swallowing, Knotting_Dildos, Rimming, Top_Bakugou Katsuki, Bottom_Midoriya_Izuku, Deepthroating Stats: Published: 2018-03-26 Words: 1919 ****** get a load of this ****** by dezuku Summary Sure, Izuku may be a freak, but damn him if his precious Kacchan isn't either. Notes So uh. Hey all. Not my first attempt at smut, but my first at this fandom. Also, this was really fucking self indulgent. It's also really fucking filthy. Mind the tags, age is never explicitly stated but they can be however old you want them to be. Fun game idea: guess the authors kinks from what they write. See the end of the work for more notes Izuku feels a whine bubbling up in his throat, watching Kacchan finish drying off from his shower. He's practically hogtied, bound in a kneeling position with thick black and red striped rope that's probably going to leave a couple marks come morning. Not only is he bound upright, wrists to his ass and ankles lashed together, there's a thick, knotted toy stretching his hole nice and wide, just on the right side of painful. How had Kacchan said it?   Gotta keep you nice and open for me, can't let that cock hungry hole of yours go empty right?   That had been right before he'd shoved the thick dildo right up against Izuku's prostate and forced him to sit up. No matter though, Izuku chides himself, eyes on the real prize.   Kacchan obviously had been working himself up in his shower, if the way his cock hangs thick and rosy is anything to go by. He spends a few moments longer fluffying his damp hair into the signature style, then dropps the towel to rake his gaze over Izuku. Carmine irises meet sage, and that whine finally tears it's way from Izuku's throat when Kacchan's lip curls up in a sadistic smile. "Well, seems like you deserve a present for being a such a good boy, Deku." His tone is mocking as he takes a step, then another, forward.   It's almost comical how Izuku's eyes slide right to Kacchan's cock, wide and wanting. Kacchan's smirk only grows as he takes himself in his hand and flicks his wrist twice.   "Deku," he croons, "Make yourself useful and lay down." Izuku obeys immediately, lifting his hips to tip himself forward. The movement jostles the silicone inside him, the fake cockhead shifting angles and pressing against his sweet spot in a so much different, but so much better way. He moans despite himself, low from the depths of his throat.   Izuku feels the burn of his thighs as he keeps his hips suspended, shoulders digging into the mattress in lieu of his still tied arms. This new position, face down and ass up, shows off his body in a delectable way. Kacchan seems to like what he sees, padding the rest of the way over when Izuku side-eyes him from the bedding.   "Now now, gotta make sure you can use that pretty little mouth of yours," Kacchan says as he slips a few knots free. Izuku's arms come free from his ankles where the rope joins them together. It's not a very long lived relief, Kacchan makes sure of that as he settles on the bed for a moment and hooks his fingers around the slick base off the dildo. He tugs on it gently a couple times, never enough to pull it out, but damn if he can't suddenly feel every sculpted bump, ridge, and vein.   "Kacc-ahnn..." Izuku mewls, trying to shuffle closer to the heat of the body so close to his. Kacchan shushes him, opting instead to guide Izuku onto his back. His arms are still pinned beneath him, but his legs are free. Kacchan taps his thigh once as he stands, forcing Izuku to look up.   "If you want me to stop, raise your right leg. Can you do that for me, Deku?" False honey dribbles in his tone, those red eyes lighting a fire deep in Izuku's gut. He raises his foot slowly, lowering it back once Kacchan grips his shoulders and pulls him to the edge of the bed. Izuku feels the immediate rush of blood to his face as his head tips over the edge.   With their signal determined, Kacchan wastes no time, prying Izuku's petal soft lips apart with his fingers. He presses them against his tongue, hooking against his bottom teeth in an effort to pull his mouth wider. Izuku pants around the digits, looking down, or up he supposes, at the thick cock ready to take it's rightful place. If he cranes his next just right, his tongue can brush across the top, soaking up the bittersweet taste of precum beading there. Kacchan's breath hitches as he all but yanks his fingers out of Izuku's mouth, glaring down at him.   "Fucking hungry slut, can't wait for the main course huh?" When Izuku makes to lap Kacchan again, his jaw is roughly seized, thumb and fingers slipping to force his cheeks between his teeth. "Answer me when I ask you a question, Deku." Kacchan all but hisses as he releases the freckled skin of Izuku's cheeks.   He tongues the insides, checking for any cuts before scrambling to answer. "Yes Kacchan, I'm so hungry for yo- please, want your cu-mph!" He's cut off when Kacchan shoves two fingers back into his wet mouth. Blunt fingernails scrape across his tongue, pushing deeper until Kacchan's knuckles sit flush against his lips.   "Shut up," Kacchan growls, kneeling for a moment to press a kiss across Izuku's cheek as he sucks sharply at the two fingers. "You're going to take my dick like the whore you are, Deku, then I'm going to come all over your pretty little face. If you waste a single drop, I'll leave you tied up and add another toy to that needy hole of yours. Got it?"   Izuku nods the best he can, pleasure shooting down his spine at the promise. Kacchan used to punish him if he didn't swallow everything, but that changed after the first time he lost it and busted on Izuku's face without warning. He gets off way more on leaving Izuku covered in cum now, his own brand of marking Izuku as his. But regardless, Izuku is slowly becoming too deep to think, thoughts hazing.   Kacchan presses a final kiss to Izuku's forehead, then gently smacks him twice on the cheek with his free hand as he stands. "Open up slut," is all the warning Izuku gets before Kacchan pulls his fingers with a loud popand replaces them with the tip of his cock. He let's Izuku lave at the head a bit, eyes closed and tongue digging into his slit as Izuku chases the taste of precum. Once Izuku has his fill and starts to suckle, Kacchan rocks his hips forward, moans breaking the rhythmic panting with each sway deeperinto his burning mouth. Izuku flattens his tongue against the top, the brush the sensitive crown to his soft palate wrenching a moan from them both. Kacchan picks up the pace, forcing himself deeper with every shove until he can see Izuku's throat bobbing to accommodate the intrusion.   "Oh fuck..." Kacchan purrs, hooking his hands around Izuku's temples, "Aren't we so glad we trained away that pesky gag reflex? Look at you now, taking my cock like a grade A whore." Izuku feels warmth flush down his spine at the praise. Kacchan tends to babble when he fucks Izuku like this, it's one of his favorite things about their arrangements.   Kacchan doesn't pause much longer, drawing back until just the tip remains against Izuku's tongue. He thrusts back in, bottoming out and forcing Izuku to squirm at the sudden pressure. The pace is brutal from there, Kacchan using his leverage to stuff Izuku with his cock again and again. The rhythmic smack smack smack of skin and sloppy slurping noises fill the air, broken with Kacchan's moans and panting. Izuku catches breaths when he can, the combined lightheadedness from the blood rushing to his head and deprived lungs making his own cock twitch. Drool slicks his cheeks, forced out by Kacchan's every thrust. The feelings of hands moving from his head to his throat makes Izuku consider raising his leg, but he ultimately decides against it. Kacchan is careful where he presses his fingers to his windpipe, his hips pausing once they press to Izuku's mouth. The squeezing of his throat makes Izuku gag, thrashing until Kacchan releases his neck. He draws back until only the head rests in Izuku's mouth, panting sharply.   "Deku, now youre just getting sloppy," He admonishes, drawing a finger through the spit and precum dribbling down Izuku's rose tinted cheeks, only to smear it back against the slick lips where his cock hangs. Izuku moans deep in his throat at the display, toes curling at the filthy display. It's cut off when Kacchan snaps his hips back in, breaching Izuku's throat in one fluid movement. The pace stays quick, continuing for what feels like hours until Kacchan's hips start to stutter and Izuku's lashes glitter with unshed tears.   "Fuh- fuck, Deku, gonna come, gonna come," Kacchan pants. He rips himself away from Izuku's cherry red mouth, one hand going to fist his cock while the other encourages Izuku onto his stomach by yanking his head by his green curls. Izuku helps Kacchan turn him over, shamelessly grinding his hips against the bedspread once he's belly down.   "Want it, Kacchan, please I need it," he begs, mouth hanging open. Kacchan's grip tightens in his hair, forcing Izuku's head to crane back. Their eyes meet once again, Izuku's shiny as though he's going to cry and Kacchan's barely slits of red. His hips twitch once, twice, as he comes with a shout.   "Oh fuck! Izuku!"   Warmth splatters Izuku's face, he's glad he had half the mind to close his eyes right before. He counts about five shots, each of varying intensity, one even managing to stripe from his cheekbone to his hair. He doesn't have a moment to enjoy the feeling if it dripping down his face however, as the tip of Kacchan's cock presses against the flat of his tongue. The final shocks of his orgasm leave Kacchan's hips twitching, weak dribbles coating Izuku's tongue in milky white. He closes his lips to suck for a moment, swallowing down what landed in his mouth. Kacchan's fist in his hair tightens at the overstimulation, yanking Izuku off with another pop! Izuku whines, almost moving to chase when he realizes the hand in his hair, while keeping him upright, is also keeping him immobile.   "Needy little shit," Kacchan chuckles, dragging his thumb through the mess on Izuku's face. Izuku sticks his tongue out. He lets out a breathy little puff when Kacchan unceremoniously wipes his thumb on it, the bitter taste strong. "There you go, Deku, let's get you cleaned up."   They continue on like this until all the cum is wiped from Izuku's face and past his puffy lips, only to leave Izuku so hard it hurts. He shifts his hips a bit, trying to get some sort of friction on his needy cock, but that only seems to anger Kacchan.   He shoves Izuku onto his back once more, once again making his shoulders burn from how his wrists are tied and pinned. Belly up, Kacchan slides onto the bed, going right to shoving Izuku's knees to his ears once he's comfortable. Pleasurable pain laces up his arms as he's forced in half, back curved into a beautiful arch halfway off the bed.   "Such a good slut today, you even earned an extra reward, Deku." One hand massages the skin behind Izuku's right knee, the other letting go to tug at the flared base pressed to his pink rim. The knotted cock comes free with a little pulling, lube squelching as it's freed from Izuku's greedy hole. He twitches a moment, groaning at the emptiness, before the noise breaks into a shriek as fingers and tongue replace it.   Sure, Izuku may be a freak, but damn him if his precious Kacchan isn't either.  End Notes My tumblr is now somewhat up, but feel free to message me at de-zuku on there. I promise not to bite those brave enough to ask. Comments and kudos greatly appreciated and might even earn you a sequel, and if you catch a mistake or two, let me know. Couldn't show this to my beta because of how filthy it is oops. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!