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Bakugou's head throbs, a dull ache pounding against his skull as he slowly drifts back to consciousness. His vision is a blur, and he blinks hard, trying to make sense of the hazy shapes around him. After a few more rapid blinks, his eyes finally open to an unfamiliar room.“What the hell...” he mutters, his voice rough and groggy. His mind reels as he takes in the strange surroundings. As the room starts to come into focus, he notices his wrists are bound behind his back and handcuffed to a metal bedframe. A wave of anger slowly builds up inside of him as he realizes that he’s trapped.Glancing around, Bakugou spots a couple of old-timey posters hung on the walls and a bunch of memorabilia of a man with a bizarre hairstyle, all in red. Something about the figure seems oddly familiar, but he can’t seem to place it with the throbbing pain clouding his mind.He has a one track mind to use his explosion quirk, thinking of blasting the bedframe apart. He focuses on triggering the sweat glands on his palms, but nothing happens. His palms don’t spark, and don’t crackle. What the fuck. Panic mixes with more rage as he realises his quirk is completely gone. Quirk-cancelling cuffs. Where the hell did they get these? Aren’t they fucking illegal to own?! “Where the fuck am I?” he growls, yanking against the cuffs, the metal cutting into his skin.His eyes dart around, landing on a corner of the room where he sees photos of himself clipped from newspapers and magazines pasted on the wall neatly—shots of him fighting. His stomach twists. Whoever brought him here has been obsessively collecting these pictures. A fan?“Who the hell did this? And where am I?! This is fucking fucked up!” "Nice to see you're awake." A voice says, causing Bakugou to snap his head in the direction of the source. Standing in the doorway is Red Riot, looking at him with an amused expression. Her arms are folded over her chest, a smirk on her lips."Surprised to see me, Ground Zero?" Bakugou glares at her, fury boiling under his skin. The woman continues, “And don’t bother trying to use your quirk. Those cuffs you’re wearing? They’re specially designed to block quirks, but I’m guessing you already figured that out.”Her hair is down, falling over her shoulders as opposed to usually being gelled up. She’s wearing a dark red bodycon dress with delicate shoulder straps that barely cling to her skin, showing off her thick, strong arms. Her skirt stops just at her upper thighs, hugging every curve perfectly. It's paired with a set of fishnet stockings that go up to her hips, and six-inch black heels with striking red soles. She looks... delectable. But why on earth is she here? Suddenly, the memories come flooding back. He had infiltrated a major human trafficking ring, one he’d spent months tracking down on his own. He killed every single villain scum and dirty criminal involved and freed their victims, making sure to destroy and burn the entire place to the ground afterwards. Clean and thorough. Not long after, Red Riot had shown up surprisingly quickly to the scene alone to capture him. They’ve played this game of cat and mouse countless times before. They'd throw a few punches against each other, and he would flirt ceaselessly with her as they fight—she is his favourite—after all. But this time, something was different. He noticed a cold, calculating glint in her eyes, and it made him lower down his guard for a just split second.That’s when she landed a hard punch to his face, knocking him out cold. “Red, Darling, kitten. Why am I here?” Bakugou asks with a smirk, slipping into his usual flirty tone as he tries to make sense of the situation.“You’re here because you’ve been a bad, bad boy, Zero. A very bad boy indeed.” She smirks in return, baring those dangerous, sharp, shark-like teeth he can’t help but find attractive.Bakugou frowns, his confusion deepening. “What do you mean?” “You stole my assignment, handsome,” she says, her tone sharp. “I was on that ring for months. I had an insider feeding me information, and I was this close to breaking it wide open and taking them down. But you just had to swoop in and steal the show, didn’t you, Zero?”She steps closer, her voice dropping to a purr. “And not only that, but you killed my insider. How could I ever forgive you for that, Zero~?”Bakugou’s eyes widen in shock. He never keeps track of anyone he kills. It’s just part of the job. But he made sure to free the victims. How can she blame him for this?Red Riot’s grin widens, a wicked glint in her eyes. “I could hand you over to the authorities, you know. They’d lock you up in Tartarus, where you’d be sentenced there for eternity, with the amount of blood on your hands. Or... I could keep you here, as my little plaything. It’ll be our little secret <3.” she giggles.
What? Plaything?
“Your plaything?" He repeats. She steps toward him, her heels clicking rhythmically on the floor with each stride, her thighs jiggling slightly with every step. They look soft and strong at the same time—powerful enough to crush watermelons, he imagines, making his mouth go dry. He tries to sit up, but the restraints make him lose his balance, and he flails awkwardly, his usual confidence slipping for a moment.As she approaches, she stops just in front of him and leans down, bringing her face close to his. Her ruby eyes are locked onto his carmine ones, but Bakugou can’t help but notice the view she’s unintentionally—or perhaps intentionally—offering. Her dress dips low, revealing a generous glimpse of her cleavage, and he finds his gaze drawn to it. They look heavy, firm, and tantalizingly close, making his heart race even as his mind tries to process the situation. The scent of her perfume fills the air between them, a heady mix of something sweet and dangerous, just like her.She smirks, clearly noticing the direction of his gaze, and lets out a low, amused chuckle."Enjoying the view, Zero? Thought I should dress up for the occasion," she teases, her voice dripping with mockery. He grits his teeth.“You can’t do this, Riot. You’re going to lose that precious little license of yours once people find out,” Bakugou barks.She leans in closer, her face mere inches away from his. Her breath feels warm against his skin, and he swears he can feel her body heat radiating through the thin fabric of her dress."Oh, come now, don't play coy with me, Zero. You like it," she says, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "I knew it would get a rise out of you."Her eyes flick downward, and a wicked grin spreads across her lips.“Your body is being very honest,” she says, nodding towards the noticeable bulge in his pants. Fuck. Bakugou can’t believe he’s getting hard right now, in front of the woman he’s always wanted. “I’ll give you what you want if you’ll be a good boy,” she adds, her words making Bakugou blush deeply. He’s not a pet, for fucks sake. She unfastens the cuffs from the metal frame, but his wrists remain bound together. Stepping back, still smirking, she walks over to the couch in the corner of the room. With a graceful movement, she sits down, crossing one leg over the other, her posture relaxed and commanding all at once. She tilts her head slightly, her eyes fixed on him with a predatory gleam. “Crawl to me,” she commands, her voice firm yet light. “Crawl to me, and I’ll give you what you want.” Heat runs up his face and down his entire body, making him shudder at her command. He's never bowed down to anyone before, and here he is being told to crawl like a dog. Ever since his parents passed away when he was a child, he’s learned to manage on his own, handling his unfounded anger issues and controlling his volatile tendencies. No one's ever dared to get close to him, and he didn’t care. He didn’t need anyone.But Riot, Riot has always been different. She’s bright, strong, and capable. In his life, all he wanted was to be someone useful to society, to achieve greatness. And Riot was one of the greatness he admired. Every time they fight, he downloads and watches video recordings of their fight and knows what to improve. No one has ever been able to match him except her.And now he's tied up and trapped by her. He has lost, lost to her, and she wants him to be a good boy. He doesn’t want to disappoint her further.Bakugou swallows hard. Using what little energy he has left, he gets off the bed, and crawls.He gingerly moves towards her on all fours, wrists bound in front of him. The handcuffs make his movements awkward and slow. He can feel her gaze fixed on him, watching every movement he makes with hungry eyes, and he knows without a doubt that she's taking pleasure in seeing him humbled like this.His knees scrape against the rough floor as he crawls closer, his heart pounding in his chest, a mix of anger and humiliation coursing through his veins.When he finally stops at her feet, he keeps his gaze low, staring at the floor just beside her heels. “Good boy~,” Riot praises, her voice as thick and sweet as honey, as if he just helped save a puppy down from a tall tree.The moment her praise reaches his ears, he melts—his resolve shattering in an instant. His insides flutter, and his mind grows foggy from the warmth of her words. A small part of him feels disgusted at his reaction, but the greater part of him is all too eager to please her. Anything to hear her say those words again.He wants to be good, oh so good, for her. “Since you’ve been good, it’s time for a treat," she says, her voice low and warm. Slowly, she uncrosses and spreads her legs, and his gaze is immediately drawn straight between it. Bakugou's mind goes blank at the sight—has she been going bare this entire time?He looks up at her, frozen in place, as he realizes the sight she's offering him. No underwear. Just a neatly trimmed black bush and a pretty pink pussy with fat lips in front of him.“Like what you see?” she asks.Bakugou nods wordlessly, his eyes starting to glisten as he looks up at her, silently asking for permission.“Mmm… try licking it, baby,” she purrs.The blond leans in and starts out by pressing two delicate kisses on each of her inner thighs first. Then, he opens his mouth and gently drags his tongue against her entrance to test the waters, feeling how it feels before diving in blindly, licking the surface and brushing his nose against her bush.“Yes~, just like that, give me more, pretty boy,” she moans, biting her bottom lip as she reaches down to spread her pussy lips with her fingers.Bakugou buries his mouth in deeper after being granted more access, sliding his tongue between her folds and moving the wet appendage in all directions, applying firm pressure against the soft, sensitive flesh. Soon, his mouth is coated in her slick. He licks his lips, closing his eyes to fully savor the taste. It’s the perfect balance of tangy and sweet, and he’s sure he could get addicted to it.Riot throws her head back, moans and sighs spilling from her lips, “Nghh, aah~” each sound fueling his hunger. He wants more. More of her.Groaning, he inches closer, eager to be as close as possible. He flattens his tongue against her pussy and kitten licks, flicking it as fast as he can. He wants to touch her, to hold onto her thighs for support and to feel them flex, but his hands are still bound and restrained.“Shit, Zero, suck my clit, baby boy, make me cum—” she gasps.At her command, his mouth moves upward, focusing on her hard and sensitive nub. He laps and slurps, swirling his tongue around and sucking gently on it, listening to her beautiful whine and moan. His chin soon becomes wet and sticky from the mix of his saliva and her juices, but he doesn’t care.“That’s it, very good,” she gasps, her hips bucking against the villain.Bakugou’s head moves eagerly like he’s trying to catch every drop of slick before returning for more. His tongue reaches deeper and deeper inside, exploring her walls and feeling her clench against the wet muscle. Her hands find their way into his blond hair, tugging when he hits a particularly pleasurable spot, making her moan loudly.“Haah—yes! Doing so good, baby, don't stop,” Bakugou shivers pleasantly at the pet name.He sucks harder and licks faster, tongue moving in and out with each slurp. He feels his breathing shortening, his pulse racing, and everything becoming hazy. His hard on strains painfully against his compression tights, squeezing his cock and balls, aching and begging for relief.“Ah fuck—baby—suck it, suck it harder! Fuck yes!” She grabs his head, pressing it closer while she humps his face, her thighs squeezing him tight, making it harder to breathe. Bakugou thinks, in that moment, that he wouldn’t mind dying right here—right between her legs. Soon, she reaches her peak with his face buried in her pussy, her hips jolting as Bakugou’s eyes roll back, overwhelmed by the burst of flavor that floods his tongue. He willfully gulps it all down as if it were holy nectar from the gods. Riot then pulls Bakugou’s head back and reaches down to her pussy, riding out her orgasm by toying with her clit, which is now swollen and completely soaked in juices.Sweat beads down to her clavicle and her plump lips part in a low moan. Bakugou has never seen anything so beautiful in his life, and he never wants to look away. He cums the hardest he's ever had, before finally giving out and slumping weakly against her legs. After basking in the afterglow, Riot looks at the man kneeling in front of her, his pants soaked with his release. She chuckles softly, eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction.“Aww, did my little puppy cum on his own from eating me out? Such a good boy,” she coos, combing her hands through blond-haired spikes in big waves.Then, she gently lifts his slumped figure from the floor and carries the man to the bed without much effort, despite being a head shorter than him. She carefully removes the cuffs from his wrists and rubs at the marks they left. Lastly, she cleans him up tenderly, changing him into spare clothes she bought just for him before tucking him in nice and snug.“Rest now, Katsuki. I’ll see you in the morning,” she smiles, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead before the blond drifts off to sleep.