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"...this is the glorious day. The day that each one of us is going to remember. We are reaching out to the new liberty, we take one more step towards being free from the chains of old and shabby foundations. The reincarnation is closer than we could imagine. Today we stand proud, and tonight we celebrate bright. To the new beginning, to the new society, to the new law!..."
The crowd cheered and Izuku joined them, clapping his hands in the air. He was the first hero to get through the security unnoticed, and this free pass now lets him observe things no one from the agency has ever seen. He actually had no idea what was going to happen this evening. Even approximately. For now that was actually just a concert - for a secret alliance of villains celebrating their special day it was an annual event, and there were _a lot_ of them in here. Izuku recognized some of them - and he hoped this wasn't mutual - some faces were completely unfamiliar, but the entire hall was full of people. It wasn't hard to blend in. He wasn't even tall enough to see the stage completely, but he stayed close to the back, next to the bar - on his first time here there was no need to get into trouble fighting for a good view. The light dimmed again, and the show went on after the speech, low and slow gothic music starting to play. Someone got up on the stage in the cloud of smoke. Izuku could admit he liked the motive after a few seconds, but he didn't really get the chance to enjoy it for a little longer.
"Hey, pretty bunny. Feeling lonely tonight?"
Izuku gasped, as someone put their hands on his shoulders, and the breath tickled his ear. That didn't feel like a threat for now though. On the opposite - way too friendly.
"H.. Hey. Why'd you think so?.."
"Didn't see any companion of yours. Or wasn't I looking hard enough?"
Their finger slipped down his hand, barely touching, but he felt their body heat from behind him. They were close. But not pushing yet. Okay, that's fine. He can deal with that.
"I don't invite my friends to places like this often." He said. That didn't actually answer the question of the stranger by any means, but that was at least something. Stranger hummed and their fingers met, as in suggestion to hold hands. Izuku touched them back uncertainly. His attention was jumping from this weird interaction to the show, he was trying to register as many things as he could while he was here, but these light touches were quite distracting.
"I swear, this bass sends shivers down my spine."
Izuku wanted to compliment the song as well, but found himself shivering too, when he felt a kiss on the back of his neck. It was so hot in here and he must've been covered in sweat, so their lips seemed cool on his bare skin.
That was a dirty trick. Because that wasn't unpleasant. Izuku hasn't been kissed on the neck for years.
A hand landed on his waist, pulling him back, tighter, and he knew he could easily push it away if he wanted to, as if he was given a choice - not an illusion of choice, as some usually do; and he hesitated, flustered by the attention and confronted by his own sanity.
"Are you too embarrassed?"
That's a good excuse, yeah. It's not that he was, but he didn't find it appropriate to flirt with a random villain on a mission, even undercover, even if no one would notice. He nodded, lowering his head, and the air on his neck moved as the stranger laughed quietly.
"Poor baby. Looks like it's your first time in here. Don't be shy. The fun's just about to start, and trust me: you won't get that much fun on your own."
"Why? Is something new about to start soon?" Izuku asked.
He turned his head and even in the dark he recognized that face.
Mindjack.
Holy. Shit.
That wasn't bad.
That was _beyond_ bad, that was _horrendous_.
He fucked up.
Izuku saw his profile. Unofficially he was admitted to be one of the most dangerous villains you could ever meet. Even without his quirk he was strong enough to win a fight between him and several pro heroes, multiple times confirmed — he fought with a rage of a wild animal and a cold calculation of a psychopath; not to mention that with his quirk he could make you take a fork, stick it into your eyeball, put it in your mouth, chew the eyeball slowly and then go again with the other side - "just in case this one would taste different". The power in him was far from debatable, they didn't even let Izuku cross passes with him 'cause the agency told him he was too young for this, and here he is - in his arms, with nowhere to run, remembering everything he's read about him and thinking about the things he could do to him.
_All the things he could do to him_.
"Watch." Mindjack answered simply. Izuku blinked, realizing he asked a question before, and turned his head back to the stage hoping he didn't notice that little hitch. The villain rested his chin on Izuku's shoulder and sang along, running fingers through his hair.
I've got a river running right into you,
I've got a blood trail, red in the blue,
Something you say or something you do —
A taste of the divine.
There was nothing that special on the stage, Izuku thought. The frontman could already be seen, and he was singing at the stand - it was a nice show, but the man was not really performing anything that could distract Izuku from overthinking. What if Mindjack figured it out? Probably, if this was true, he wouldn't have hugged him like that, wouldn't pull Izuku close to himself, swaying to the beat, wouldn't have stroked his stomach and wouldn't have smiled like that while pronouncing the lyrics. The way he was holding him was so gentle it felt romantic. Izuku felt his lips on his neck again, more insistent this time, and he leaned to the touch, caught up with pleasure and genuinely terrified as his body felt so weird and somehow relaxed in a very wrong way at the same time.
"Don't be scared," Mindjack said, "We're having fun, right? Stop me any moment you realize you're not into it."
"Is that an option?"
It must've sounded like a joke, but it seemed like Izuku was too nervous to hide that well. The villain took him by the chin and turned his face towards him, looking into his eyes.
"It is."
Raise me up again.
Take me past the edge —
I want to see the other side.
Izuku looked at him. These two words were spoken so seriously and sincerely that they seemed to be a promise. He would surely believe him if he had nothing to hide, but even now that somehow made him feel safe for a moment. He wanted to answer, but something behind the villain's back diverted his attention, and he tilted his head to discern whatever was going on there just to realize those people were kissing. Not just one couple - a lot of them. Caught by surprise, Izuku looked around. What's going on...
"Told you. You'd hate to be alone in here."
Won't you show me what it's like?
Their glances met, and Mindjack caressed his hair, waiting. They were so close he could feel his breath on his lips.
Won't you show me what it's like?
Izuku should have probably said no. It had nothing to do with his mission. He could just collect his things and leave, and ask the agency to send someone who was able to casually fuck in public like it was nothing. He could just mention that Mindjack was after him and they'd thank him for being reasonable and not putting himself into danger this time. He could even say that he enjoyed watching others more - and that would be it.
But... but.
Mindjack touched the tip of Izuku’s nose with his own. A small gesture, a silly little thing to share between partners - not between the ones that use each other to reach their own pleasure, this is for the ones that you care for. Izuku smiled and the villain smiled back.
"Yeah?" Mindjack asked.
"Yeah."
And their lips finally met.
The kiss itself felt like _a lot_, but then more and more was coming. Izuku was used to the fact people were just grabbing him by his waist and his thighs and just anything they could wrap their fingers around like he was the very last meal on earth - and that was fine, the energy, the passion, he didn't mind that. Mindjack wasn't attacking him like that. He was devouring him like a delicacy. His palms were everywhere, but in the way Izuku had time to enjoy them: how his thumb was drawing circles where his pulse was running, under the jawline; how he scratched his scalp with short nails, and then - behind the ear too, and he'd purr if he could; how his hand was pressing down on the small of his back making his body bend and lean closer; even when Mindjack put his hands on Izuku's hips and dragged him in so close that no air left between them - it was hot, and he needed that. At some point Izuku noticed he wasn't doing anything himself, having succumbed to the villain's will.
Why does he even need his quirk, - he thought. He has me with so little effort he could've just asked politely as well and I'd comply.
Oh, and my love,
Did I mistake you for a sign from God?
None of that was in The Bible, - he also thought, feeling Mindjack’s erection through their clothes. They were both completely dressed unlike many others around, but Izuku couldn't care less what others were doing, or thinking, or saying.
The villain licked the sweat from his neck and went up to his ear, biting the earlobe. Izuku's legs were shaking.
Or are you really here to cut me off?
"I want to give you head, pretty bunny."
Or maybe just to turn me on.
"Oh," he said. "Do you?.."
He suddenly connected the dots about getting a pass for the event and making all of the possible blood and STI tests - he couldn't imagine how he'd be trying to find dental dams somewhere around or scissors for cutting a condom - considering where he was it'd be easier to ask for a knife - but still he was bothered.
"I mean... Are you sure?"
"You won't even remember about the viewers in a few minutes, baby, don't worry. There is nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, I'm sure some will be willing to give you compliments and praise you for being so pretty, but I could scare them away..."
"Thank you, but, um, I really, it's not that, I just. Well."
"You don't want it?"
Izuku bit his lip. Oh, he wanted that so bad. He missed the feeling, and Mindjack, as he could tell, was a fantastic lover and saying no to him would feel like a big crime (ha-ha) - and even bigger loss. With how wet he already was it wouldn't take much time. He wasn't sure he wouldn't cum the minute the villain'd put his mouth on him. Yes, that would be embarrassing, but it'd also be fucking amazing.
'Cause these days I would be lying if I told you that I didn't wish that I could be your man.
"No, I do. I want it."
"Say less."
In a blink of an eye Izuku was up in the air, the moment later - on the bar, Mindjack in between his legs, already unbuttoning his jeans.
"Wouldn't... bartender mind?.."
"They won't. They just clean the mess without a word even if there are dead bodies. They'll survive us having sex here."
"Not quite a dream job, huh..."
"Not sure if they're getting paid at all."
"How so?"
"They're not even a human... Oh." Mindjack stopped for a second after taking Izuku's pants off, and when Izuku tried to close his legs he just spread them again. "Wait, oh, god, you're so gorgeous, damn, baby. I just didn't.. wow."
"Is.. this okay?"
"You're perfect, bunny." He leaned in and kissed his knee gently. "Everybody is going to fucking envy me. And it's right 'cause they don't deserve you."
"Fuck..." He gasped. The bar wasn't wide enough for him to lie down completely, but there was a place to rest on his elbows and lean back. The villain smiled at him. Izuku loved seeing him like that, focused on him, kissing the pale skin of his legs, lightly touching him with the teeth but not biting yet. He suddenly looked around and squinted at some guy that was busy touching himself next to them. Before Izuku could assume the reason, the villain whistled and tapped his shoulder.
"Hey, buddy."
"Wha--"
"_Vanish_."
Izuku stared at this in awe. The guy turned around with a blank face, like a robot, and, sliding off from a stool, he walked away, swaying awkwardly between naked bodies.
"Why.. would you..."
"That's better," He said, dragging the empty stool closer and placing it right in front of the hero. "I'm gonna make myself comfortable, wanna take my sweet time there."
He sat down and leaned over Izuku's body. That was rude and unnecessary, he was gonna say, but all his concerns disappeared in the blur of excitement. Mindjack laid his palms on his thighs and licked a stripe up to his stomach, closing his eyes, like he enjoyed it so bad he was lost in this feeling. He looked so hot. I mustn't find him attractive, - Izuku tried to convince himself, and that didn't help at all.
Mindjack was in no hurry. Instead of going straight to the main course, he left Izuku to shiver and squirm under his touch, arching eagerly for more stimulation. He was talented at maintaining suspense. He kissed and left hickeys on the inside of his thighs, licked bites that didn't even hurt - nothing he did hurt, and Izuku could feel his arousal growing quickly. He lay half naked on the cold bar counter and, as he shifted, he felt a puddle of his own slick forming under his hips. When he moved again as the villain laid his kiss right next to his folds and went further up his belly again, he pressed his fingers on his sides, holding him in place and pressing him against the hard surface.
"Oh, please!.." Izuku moaned.
"Sh-h-h. We'll get there."
If it wasn't the sweetest torture. Izuku obeyed, only spreading his legs further, as Mindjack was watching Izuku's heavy breathing and trembling in his limbs, the way he froze each time he'd get close to his pubis, the whining after he denied him.
It felt like forever when the villain returned his palms to Izuku's hips, and then suddenly there was a hot, wet mouth on his pussy. Izuku didn't even manage to gasp for the air, when Mindjack placed a kiss on the hood of the clit, licked it up and then sucked slightly, letting go with a loud smack.
Who was the person that bet he'd last a few minutes? Barely a second passed - and he was falling apart, rolling his eyes and gripping on violet hair of the villain watching him satisfied, letting him grind his face as he was riding his orgasm. He couldn't believe how good it felt, with nothing inside of him, no toys, no porn to watch or to listen to; and when his body was finally relaxing he was in loss of words, his arms failing to keep him upwards, and he was afraid he'd crumble, but luckily Mindjack held him by the waist. Izuku rested his chin on his head, panting.
"You good?"
"Fuck," all Izuku found to say. "I mean. Wow. Yeah. I. So good. I want more."
"Demanding." Mindjack chuckled. "I'll give you more, this is just a warm up."
"Oh god."
"Yeah, I'd appreciate to actually eat your pussy as I was planning to. I didn't expect you'd be so easy..."
"Neither did I."
"So, do you want me to continue? Want a chance to show off a bit."
Izuku laughed.
"At this point I don't even doubt you." He pulled away and took off his top that was sticking to his skin. "Just take me."
"I will."
Mindjack went back to his position and didn't tease this time - neither did he rush. Whatever horrible personality was hiding under the handsome surface - his mouth was good enough to beat it. Izuku wasn't as overly sensitive to the touch as before, and the villain accommodated, being more insistent with his tongue. He didn't make Izuku see stars anymore, but in a good way where you can still hold on to really and focus on the nice feeling; Izuku could pay attention to the music again - and he still liked it, although it was obviously some other band; he could brush his fingers through Mindjack's hair and look into those pretty lavender eyes - he winked once and made Izuku laugh, - eventually, he could look around at others: the thing that he didn't know he was into, but here he was. Seeing it live was a bit different from watching sex on the screen, mostly because people could notice they were being watched. The ones Izuku was looking at didn't seem to be interested in him at all though, they were too focused on their own action: one girl had a rope around her hips that kept a dildo in place, which she used to fuck a guy while tugging on a leash of the third person that was sucking his cock - on his knees, completely undressed, blindfolded by a puppy half-mask, and, as Izuku could guess, what he could see in this dark was an erection ring. When the girl was pulling on the leash, the puppy took the cock deeper, and the second guy would wail from the sensation. Huh, that looks fun - Izuku thought. Keeping his gaze on them for a little longer he actually recognized them: the guy in the middle seemed to be Red Riot, Uravity on the back and... well, this one was hard to differentiate. He was built as a strong man, but there was nothing else to hold onto - and the only thing left to assume was that he was as well-known and dangerous as these two. He didn't know they were acquainted though. Have they just met? Was this a long-standing relationship? Is it just about sex or do they share the business too? How deep does this usually go in the villain world?
"Getting distracted, bunny?"
"Sorry!" He flinched. "I didn't mean to..."
"Don't apologize, I'm just teasing." He grinned. As he was talking and looking aside, his fingers took a place of his lips, massaging the clit in slow circle motions.
"Who are you watching in particular, huh?"
"Those three.. you know, where the... Red haired one..."
"Oh." He said with a wide grin. "I know."
"Mhm?" It was harder and harder to put thoughts into words with pleasure so overwhelming, but Izuku hoped Mindjack would understand him anyway.
"Of course they are hot. They're mine."
"Mine" was said so casually, as if he was talking about his belongings, but something in his voice gave away his pride and adoration for these people.
Even so, did this mean they dated each other all together? Or are they, like... his subs or something? Or do they work together? Mindjack was mostly described as a lone wolf, not a team player: the commission knew there was someone above him, some kind of a tutor, but this person was never found; but beside that he was never registered to make deals with other villains to unite. If they know each other, how much do they have in common? Are they achieving the same goals? Do they share each other's ideals? What is the probability that if the heroes attack the headquarters with Uravity or Red Riot, Mindjack will appear there to fight back? How much information about the heroes actually leaks to Mainjack through the eyes and ears of others?
"I'd like to be yours too."
"Don't worry about that, you were mine before you knew that."
A phrase Izuku'd consider as a red flag from anyone else made him melt when it came from his mouth. By his face Izuku saw that he knew what he was doing and what effect his words had, but complacency suited him too well to ruin his fun. He turned back to Izuku, but the hero stopped him.
"I want more."
Mindjack raised his eyebrows.
"Be more specific, baby. More stimulation, more penetration, more people, more..."
"More you, inside."
"Fingers or..."
"Your cock. Please," he added, fearing that he might be rejected. But the villain was generous this time.
"Your wish is my command tonight."
Hypnotized, Izuku watched him unbutton his pants, and just the view of his dick made Izuku's mouth water. He craved it _in any_ of his holes if not all in turn in any order. It wasn't extremely big, but certainly kind of pretty and wide enough to suit his taste. What made it look even hotter was the fact Mindjack was still fully dressed, and the red cock against the black of his turtleneck stood out even more.
"Can you take it, bunny? Or do you need some..."
"I'm good, it will fit or I'll make it fit, don't mind a little stretch, I need you in me, like, yesterday, so yeah, but.. um... do you happen to have a condom, I'm not on birth control, and..."
"Eager little thing." He reached for his pocket. "Yeah, sure. Come, bunny."
Izuku slid down from the bar as the villain rolled the condom. He pulled the hero onto his lap, pressing against his back, and Izuku squirmed, feeling the wet head on his bare skin.
"You'll do anything I tell you to, won't you?" He said insinuatingly, and Izuku no longer saw the point in denying it: he was too far gone.
"Yes."
"Good. That's what you're gonna do. You will sit on my cock yourself - because I'd hate to hurt you and you must be too tight now for me to fuck you like you deserve it - and then you'll warm it as I play with you. Got it?"
"Yeah. Okay." Izuku nodded heatedly.
"Good bunny. Go ahead."
He sank slowly. He had to lean against the counter, and the villain held him just enough so as not to press or impede his movement. It felt wonderful, felt perfect. Izuku missed the feeling of being filled. He tried to take his time to avoid pain, but it was hard to hold back when the villain was whispering to him "good boy, that's right" and "you're taking it so well, you feel like heaven". He moaned "fuck" loudly when he realized he took it all, but stilled on the lap as Mindjack instructed.
"Wanna move.. " Izuku asked with a sob.
"No, you don't."
"I... fuck.. I don't..."
Mindjack kissed his shoulder and caressed trembling thighs.
"You want what I want. No need to think about what you need now, you're here to make me feel good."
Izuku gasped, clenching on him. It was strange how deep his words hit him, but he couldn't help it.
"Do you feel good?"
"Yes, bunny. You're fantastic."
Mindjack took his hands off the bar letting him rest his weight on him completely and lean back. Every small movement just made him throb on the cock more. The villain never let him rest, his fingers were tickling, caressing, pinching, scratching, digging into his skin, lighter - next to scars on his chest, harder - on his hips, and crimson traces were burning like fire where he was gripping on him too strong. Izuku couldn't stop squirming, but no kind of punishment had ever come - and he realized Mindjack liked how he struggled, catching his every reaction.
"You've got freckles on your shoulders," he said suddenly, kissing him between the shoulder blades. "And here on the back too. How come there are none on your pretty face?"
"They are.. on the face, too. I covered them with concealer, though... they'd ruin the look tonight."
"Baby, you are the look," he cooed and spread his legs further, and the hero choked, embarrassed. "And freckles wouldn't ruin you. But I will."
No common sense was left in him anymore. He knew he was already ruined. He was holding on every touch, every word the villain was saying, he was so full he was sure he wouldn't be able to fit even an inch more, with every shift he felt the length inside, but yet he was relaxed from knowing he was where he was supposed to be and this is his place to stay.
He's doing everything right. He makes the man feel good. No need to think. Just to sit there and take what he's given.
As if through the fog he's heard the conversation.
"Anything for you?"
"Yeah, non-alcoholic mojito and a glass of water, room temperature."
"Mhm."
"Thanks."
And in a few minutes two glasses appeared in front of him.
"Want some?" Mindjack asked. Izuku blinked. He knew he couldn't eat or drink anything from a villain's hand, ever. Yes, he wasn't really sane at the moment, but not that reckless. Thirsty though.
"You drink first."
"You think it might taste like shit?" He laughed and took a big gulp of a cocktail. "Nuh, this one is good. Very refreshing." He brought a glass to his face and then Izuku caught a straw with his lips, taking a sip too. It was delicious. "Almost as refreshing as you are, I thought of mojito immediately when I saw you. I don't usually like newcomers, but you are something else. And you know who I am, don't you?"
"Why, are you, like, famous?" Izuku asked innocently.
"I don't tend to expect people to know me, but something in your eyes gave it away."
Izuku was too fucked (quite literally) to pretend. That wasn't a dangerous territory to step in yet, a lot of civilians, not to mention villain society, had heard about Mindjack one way or another. Many criminals were genuinely scared of him. Even though he wasn't a murderer and most of his plans didn't include human casualties, he was known to be cruel in keeping his enemies alive and breaking them slowly, leaving them deadly terrified of the smallest sounds and bursting into tears after hearing human speech, with no personality left, no free will, no more ambitions or goals. Empty meat shell. He shuddered, remembering one of the villains recorded - one of the strongest once, but now the guy was screaming at the top of his lungs and hiding in the corner, covering his scarred face with palms both of which were missing a few fingers. There was no evidence, but experts suspected they were chewed off by human teeth.
"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Sometimes fear is something you can smell in the air. You sense it."
"Do you like it? Sensing the fear of others?"
"No."
That was surprisingly honest. He was holding the hero gently now, as if trying to calm and console him. Izuku felt comforted, scared and horny at the same time, trying to process what to focus on, but a swarm of his thoughts never stopped, and he couldn't concentrate his buzzing mind on anything at all. Maybe he just needs to let it go and relax again. But why would Mindjack ask him that? Was he just curious? Does he know? Is he in danger?
"I can hear you overthinking."
"You can read minds?" He smiled nervously.
"Not yet, bunny. It's just obvious."
"Oh. Sorry."
"Do you like quirk play?"
Izuku went still on him.
"Why?"
"I'm offering. It helps sometimes with, you know." He tapped him on his temple lightly. Mindjack must have meant the overthinking thing - Izuku thought. To be honest, he could really use some help, but... "Trust me, bunny, if I wanted to hurt you I'd already do that."
"Will you make me do terrible things?"
"Do you want me to make you do terrible things?"
Oh damn. Why does it sound hot.
"No." Despite himself, Izuku answered quickly.
"Then we will adhere to the bounds of decency, won't we," Mindjack smiled. "I'm sure you're gonna like it. You'll even ask for more."
Izuku was confused. On the one hand, everything in him screamed about how stupid of an idea it would be to agree now. Letting a villain control himself and his body with his own hands is not what professional heroes do. On the other hand, hasn't he already done this? Now that he was responding to him all the evening already, his dick was inside, Izuku's legs were already trembling with impatience, and he had no chance to fight him, even if he suddenly wanted to, it was already too late to turn back.
Fuck it.
"Okay."
"What was it?"
"Use your quirk on me. Don't wanna think."
"Good boy," was the last thing Izuku could comprehend before he fell into nowhere.
It was quiet.
It was calm.
It was deep.
Like an ocean deep under the water.
He couldn't remember the last time he was so relaxed.
He could actually barely remember his own name.
He didn't try to.
The brain was blank.
He felt the pleasure, but it was radiating everywhere. Through his body, through his mind. Something felt good - and it was enough.
But then it all suddenly ended and Izuku came back to reality - with loud music, sweat dripping down his lower back, the taste of sugar and mint on his tongue. Mindjack kissed his cheek and asked affectionately:
"How was that? Want me to go on?"
"Please!" Izuku moaned, much more desperate than he was going to. The villain chuckled.
And then he fell back.
It was beautiful.
He was floating. The neverending bliss was enveloping him from head to toes; soft, warm waves of pleasure taking him down meeting no resistance, no fight; Izuku felt like he was still able to hear, to see, to move, to think - if he wanted to, but he didn’t. He just let it take him over. There was no place for doubt, for suspicion, for worry, critical thinking left his body replaced by a sweet white void. Distantly he heard himself moaning. It was loud, but it was so unimportant. His mind couldn’t reach for shame if it tried. Everything he cared about before dissolved into nothing.
“Touch yourself.”
And he did.
No, not him - his body was acting on its own, no cognitive skills were involved. He thought he was on cloud nine a moment ago, but it got better: submission gave him satisfaction he didn’t even know he needed.
It was addicting. He’s never felt like this in his entire life and there was no way he’d ever say no to this. Perhaps he’d beg for this.
“You’re unbelievable.”
As Mindjack gradually called the quirk off, the numbness disappeared, and thoughts were coming back, and instead of the hight that seemed barely real Izuku started to actually feel his body and himself, his own hand on his clit, his fingers grabbing onto the villain’s hair, the tension in his muscles and how hot he felt, face red and soft curls stuck to his forehead. Izuku couldn’t tell what state he liked better.
“Look at you.” Mindjack whispered in his ear. “I liked you shy, but now you’re just gorgeous, I’m obsessed with the way you move. Your voice is so pretty. I love being inside you. You were made to take me: your pussy, your mind, everything. Can’t believe you’re mine now. You’re doing so good, bunny, don’t stop.”
Izuku was shaking. The villain was barely doing anything: just holding him by his waist and talking dirty, and Izuku thought there had been no way that would be enough for this, but here he was.
“I’m.. I’m getting close…”
“Are you, baby? Just from being used?”
“I.. Yes…”
The quirk slipped in again, and Izuku lost where he was and what this ‘close’ meant. The sensations he couldn't even embrace the second before were far away now, or on the opposite - too deep inside him to unwrap. It didn’t matter.
“Don’t cum, bunny.”
That was an easy task. He didn’t actually remember what cumming was anymore.
He didn't know how much time passed, but when reality hit him back, everything was so bright he got scared for a moment, but immediately gentle touches soothed him, leading him back somewhere where he was so relaxed and comfortable, but the air still wasn’t enough despite how heavy he was breathing, his muscles hurt from the way he was clenching on the villain’s cock, and he was so lightheaded he couldn't remember what he was supposed to do. But fuck, he was on the edge. He’s never tried to hold his orgasm back - he normally had troubles with getting one actually - so now that didn’t seem possible, and Izuku panicked he’d disobey the villain, unable to stop his body from long-awaited climaxing.
“Sh-h-h, I know. Don’t fight it. Let it go. Let’s do it together.” He placed his palm on the lower belly, making Izuku feel his cock even better.
“C.. Can I…”
“Cum, bunny. You deserved it.”
Even without permission he’d do it, but now the relief mixed with pride from praise overwhelmed him, and he had no choice but to give in, feeling the tension building in him more and more, to the level he has never experienced before, and he was sure for a moment that this was gonna hurt eventually, until it didn’t, flooding him with a sense of release, the delight and satisfaction so bright he must’ve been screaming, like his body was exploding, and then collecting back and exploding again, with a power of a firework Izuku didn’t think was hidden under his skin. Every time he thought he was drained it was still going on; he heard Mindjack curse in his ear, oversensitive from his own orgasm but still letting him fuck himself on him, holding him close. And when his body finally went lax and fell into the villain’s arms completely, he smiled and kissed his sweaty shoulder.
“There, there, wonderful. Breathe. I’ve got you.”
The next thing Izuku could comprehend was him sitting comfortably on Mindjack's lap all wrapped in a thin but very soft blanket like a caterpillar, resting his head on his chest, as he was caressing his shoulder slowly.
"Are you with me?" he asked. Izuku nodded weakly, and Mindjack reached for a bar. "Here, take a few sips. It's just water."
He complied. Water made him feel a little better. It's not that he felt bad - on the contrary, it was a rare experience which made him think sex was actually worth trying; but he was sore and a little disoriented. It was fine though. It was nice to rest in another man's arms for a little bit.
"Are you okay, pretty boy?"
"Yeah," Izuku smiled shyly. "You? Did you like.. everything?"
Mindjack scoffed.
"Of course I did."
"Sorry, I'm not really used to one-night-stands or what this is called..."
"This? An orgy."
"Right. Yes. I mean. To an orgy too."
"Don't worry, bunny, you did great. I'm really lucky I got you."
Once Izuku's eyes could focus again, he turned to look at Mindjack and found out white stripes of his concealer on his turtleneck. Embarrassed, he started apologizing and tried to wipe it off with a blanket, but the villain just shook his head.
"I assure you I can live with that."
"But I stained your shirt..."
"You stained my jeans too, so what?"
"You could take them off, you know..." He blushed.
"I'm afraid you won't like what you'll see."
"Why?"
Mindjack shrugged uncertainty.
"Have you got some kind of cringe tattoos there?"
"Planning on getting ones, but no, not yet."
"What then?"
"Is there a way to satisfy your curiosity without actually answering?"
"No."
He smiled with a sigh, pushed the hero away a little and pulled up the shirt, showing the abdomen and a piece of his pec, but it was more than enough to understand what he was talking about.
The man was bruised. All of his side was colored in black, purple, blue and green, it looked the worst on his chest and got a little better closer to his ilium, but still it looked _painful_. There were scratches too, but it was hard to spot on the numerous hemorrhages. Izuku looked at him in utter shock.
"What... oh my god, are you okay?"
"Yes, it is fine. It's been worse."
"Worse??! Your ribs look broken!"
"No, they are not. And you haven't seen my legs."
After a moment of confusion, Izuku tried to jump off his lap, but the villain held him in place:
"No-no-no-no, hey, like I said, it's fine..."
"You need medical help!"
"It doesn't even hurt when I don't try to stand."
"You need a doctor!"
"Sure, I dare you to call an ambulance here."
Izuku opened his mouth but found nothing to say. He actually forgot he wasn't with a random civilian or any other hero right now. It doesn't work like this in their world. He felt bad for bringing this up like this now, but Mindjack wasn't even upset.
"Sorry," Izuku said anyway.
"It is fine. Doctors already took care of it, nothing is broken, kidneys and liver are fine, it is gonna heal with some patience and time. But yeah, shit happens."
"Who did this to you?"
"Trainings get intense from time to time."
"Trainings? That wasn't a hero?" He frowned. What kind of training would end up like this? Of course, he broke his limbs before trying to handle One for All, but Mindjack was definitely a different case.
"Sensei got carried away a little..."
"Does your sensei beat you?!"
"What? No!.." The villain responded hastily. "No, of course he doesn't. We were training, and I fell down from a building, and it was completely my fault."
"You what!.."
"It's not as bad as it seems. But his face looked exactly like yours right now when this happened. I think I scared him to death."
"You're telling me you fell off the roof..."
"The window."
"...and on the next day you came here to have sex?"
"And had sex, yes."
Izuku looked at him in disbelief. What was he thinking?
"Wouldn't your sensei kill you for doing this?"
"Oh, he would. Please, don't tell him."
"Don't tell sensei what?" A voice distracted their attention, and they both turned towards the speaker.
A girl - not just a girl, Uravity, Izuku reminded himself - was standing next to them at the bar now, smiling at Mindjack slyly.
"That I'm here." He answered simply. "No gossip for now, just me putting myself in danger. Hi."
"Hi. You got a new toy?"
"Isn't he cute?"
"Very much."
She was looking at Izuku now, and he blushed, mouthing a quiet "hi" too.
"The prettiest."
"I know."
"Do you like it here, baby?"
"Y.. Yeah. I do." He wasn't even lying. "Not what I expected, but in a good way. And I'm in good hands."
"Oh, I love to hear that. Did you have your fun already? Or is there any energy left for some more?"
"Why, are you offering? Wanna take my bunny away from me?" Mindjack laughed, but there was no threat in his voice. They really must have been close, or else it wouldn't slide so easily with him.
"Thought you might find a common language with my pet if you wanted to."
"Your pet?" Izuku asked, doubting any animals were allowed here.
"Mhm. Kacchan, come closer."
She tugged on a leash she was holding all that time, and a person in a mask walked around her blindly, following her guidance. Izuku didn't notice him behind her, he was standing there so silent and motionless, and now that Izuku could see him closer, he found him stunning. He wanted to touch these muscles, this jawline, these lips. The pet looked so calm and collected. Izuku wondered how soon he'd be having a panic attack if he was blindfolded like this.
"Do you like him?"
"What? Me?" He didn't realize it was him she asked. "Yes."
"You can play with him. Riot and I got a little tired, thought you could help with extra attention."
"Did he get to cum yet?" Mindjack asked.
"No."
"Do you want him to?"
"Maybe." She shrugged. "I don't mind. He behaved tonight. I think he deserves some reward."
"Good to know." He turned to Izuku and caressed his cheek. "Do you want him?"
"Wouldn't... he mind?"
Mindjack and Uravity both chuckled. It was so weird to talk about a person right between them like he wasn’t here at all.
"My bunny is new to this."
"Got it. He is here to be a good pet and serve me, baby. He can't mind anything. But don't worry, he likes it that way and we'll know if anything goes wrong. He has his mouth free and he's not restrained. Just not allowed to act up. "
"Does he normally act up?"
"All the time."
The pet didn't react to what they were discussing. It looked like he either zoned out or just decided not to respond, and Izuku's guess was he couldn't talk tonight too. In any case, he showed no signs of distress and was waiting for whatever was coming next, just licking his lips from time to time. It was hard to take his eyes off of him, but Izuku turned to look at Mindjack as if asking for permission, and he raised the hands that were hugging the hero before, letting him go.
Izuku felt a bit unsteady after what Mindjack did to him, and got a little fuzzy standing up, but nothing that catastrophic. At least better than Minjack himself, as he learned. So after a few small steps he made sure that the floor was not going anywhere from under his feet, wrapped a blanket around himself - he looked either like a giant moth or a random participant of a biblical plot, he thought and chuckled - and came closer to the man in front of him. Uravity smiled and handed him the leash. She whispered “I’ll be nearby” and joined Mindjack, telling him something too quiet for Izuku to hear, and he was left with the masked man, although he knew they’d keep their eyes on them. The pet must’ve sensed the change, but just tilted his head a little, waiting for the further instructions.
Biting his lip, Izuku tugged on the leash slightly. The pet took a step forward obediently, and Izuku smiled. He liked the power, he noticed. But at the same time he didn’t want to push the pet into anything too hard - maybe, another day, if he had some more energy and enthusiasm - but for now he just wanted to enjoy him. They were very close to each other now, and Izuku didn’t hold himself from touching those pretty lips with his thumb, watching his mouth open, ready for anything. His lips were red and cracked from sucking cock for quite some time, dry too - and the hero leaned in, wetting them with his tongue, licking into his mouth, as the man let him, not kissing back but not flinching away either, just his shuttered breath was showing how he was really affected. Izuku wondered if his eyes were closed now, or were they open, looking unfocused into the darkness of a dense solid black mask. He put his palm on his neck, right above the collar - and the man gasped, and then Izuku felt his lips stretch into a smile. Of course, he wanted to be touched. Izuku couldn’t blame him. A lot of time has passed since… well, all of that began, and he himself already came twice, when the pet was still hard and probably eager to get any kind of release. How could Izuku say no to him? He led his hand lower, to his clavicle, and the pet pulled a shoulder back a little - small movement, but Izuku felt how the muscles were working under his skin. Is he showing off? There was barely a need, if so. His body already looked devastating. Izuku saw scars, a lot of them, covering most of his body, but fuck, he looked strong, looked dangerous. Those hands made an impression like they could snap his back in half with a little to none effort. “And all of this for me to own” - he remembered. Now both of them were smiling into the kiss, and Izuku grabbed on his shoulder harder - why not? just because he could.
“Don’t move.” He commanded. “Let me enjoy you.”
The pet nodded and relaxed under his touch.
Uraraka was right. He was good for them tonight.
It felt very nice to touch him. Izuku traced the scars on his body: some of them were embossed and protruded above the surface, some were just left as lack of pigment, some were darkening on pale skin.He gripped on his lean body and felt like he’s getting something he missed with Mindjack: the villain didn’t really give him much skin-to-skin contact, and now the need to sense the softness and warmth of other person was kicking in, overwhelming, and Izuku didn’t hesitate to satisfy it. Other man’s chest was moving under his palm, as he was panting quietly, he tensed reflectively when Izuku was squeezing his fingers on him too hard, and Izuku wondered what it was gonna take to make him moan. The pet held his breath when his nipple was pinched but didn’t make a sound.
It was warm enough in here, Izuku noticed, and he didn’t actually need the blanket anymore. Mindjack must’ve taken it to comfort him so he wouldn’t feel so exposed after the hormones went down, and it was so natural to curl into it on his lap then Izuku was grateful the villain was so thoughtful - now he could take it off and fold it carefully on the bar, freeing both of his hands. Maybe some would stare at him. It is fine - he said to himself. It’s not like the others are fully dressed, so no big deal; although he had to admit it was weird to be naked in public, and he looked around sneakily - just to learn nobody was paying attention to him, and he breathed out with relief. Then, he stepped forward, making their bodies touch, and laid his hands on the pet’s butt, dragging him even closer. He gasped as the cock touched Izuku’s belly, and Izuku felt how he was holding himself from grinding onto him. He was trying so hard to be good. It was funny to tease him a little. Izuku rubbed the lower abdomen against his length, and the man hissed, clenching his fists; and still - didn’t move an inch. Pleased by this reaction, Izuku decided not to stop. The pet had good control over his body, but as the time passed, Izuku started to hear how with every breath he was almost cursing, stopping himself on incoherent “fu-u-u-h..”.
They were both wet with precum, just like the hero himself between his legs: from the sex before and now he was getting turned on again - he never knew he could be this horny for such a long time. It was as if he discovered a new kind of hunger in himself that couldn’t quench. He didn’t want to let this pet go. He didn’t want to torture him for much longer at the same time: he was doing so great he deserved the reward, he really did, but it was challenging to pause even for a moment. The pet’s skin was damp with sweat now and smelled like caramel, and Izuku wanted to bite him, fighting this urge for not being sure if he’d like it at all; his fingers slipped in between rounded buttocks, and he suddenly felt the pet’s hole was already lubed and soft, giving in to the pressure. The pet whimpered as he was touched there, and the places where their skin was rubbing a tickling feeling appeared. Izuku looked down and beamed. A tiny little explosions were sparkling where his sweat formed into larger drops. Like a human-shaped firework, how cute - came to Izuku’s mind. Those explosions must be able to blow his head off when needed, he reasoned himself, but right now it was hard to believe this helpless man that breathed heavily trying to calm himself down could do anything bad to him.
“Do you want me to touch you here?” Izuku asked teasingly, and the pet nodded slowly. “You want me to make you cum like this?”
Izuku slid his finger over his hole again, and he grumbled desperately.
“God, it is so captivating to watch you when you can’t even ask for anything.”
He never considered himself a sadist, but the sounds the man was making woke something dark in him for sure.
It’s not that he was going to deny him, but the pet must’ve thought so, and before Izuku took his hands off him, he leaned down to him and, sensing that his face was somewhere next to him, he licked a wide stripe, his tongue hitting blindly Izuku’s lips. Izuku froze, confused, and he continued, licking his face, whimpering, showing him how bad he needed it, how far he would go to let him know what he wanted. After the shock passed, he came to his senses and put his hand on the pet’s cheekbone.
“Enough.” He laughed. “I got you, good boy. I got you. Okay.. Now, turn to the right, put your hands on the bar and bend down.”
Eagerly the pet obeyed. He shifted to the right quickly and pulled his hands forward trying to reach the bar, and Izuku took his palms carefully and leaded them to the edge of a counter, so he sighed gratefully and bent down, spreading his legs wide and exposing himself. If he really had a tail it’d be wiggling, Izuku thought. He looked so ready. Izuku patted his buttcheek and pulled it to the side, enjoying the feeling of a big trained muscle beneath his hand. The sight was delicious. Izuku told himself that he’d either put his mouth on this ass or die after his body had lowered to its knees without a single thought, like it was a reflex. The pet didn’t even know what was going to happen, waiting literally for anything, and Izuku was done with teasing. Without further ado he buried his face in his butt, licking into the wet hole. The reaction was not long in coming.
The pet literally wailed. Izuku could feel him clenching on his tongue desperately. He must have been craving to hold onto Izuku’s hair to take more from him and ride his face because he threw his hands in the air, but immediately he was grasping on the bar again, standing as still as he could, shaking from the stimulation. Izuku didn’t pity him, he was eating him out messy and loudly, like he always wanted to but never had a right partner or a mindset to try it.
“Whoa. What a nice young man is dragging these sounds from our Kacchan?”
Izuku heard the voice from where Mindjack and Uravity were but he decided it wasn't worth stopping.
“Your luck he’s too lost in this boy to hear you call him Kacchan, you know that?”
“He likes it. He just can’t admit.”
“Aha. It will still cost you your head though.”
“So, who is this?”
“Seems like my new toy. Do you like him?”
“Fuck yeah, he’s hot. Can I..?”
“He’s quite busy at the moment don’t you think?”
“...Mmphh.”
“Don’t pout. You can put your hands on him when they’re finished, it’s not gonna take long.”
Mindjack was right. Izuku didn’t think he had enough patience to torture the pet anymore. When he reached down to cup his balls, his voice cracked, just incoherent sobbing Izuku was hearing. Still fucking him with the tongue, he took a hold of his cock, stroking it very slightly. There was barely a touch now, but the pet jumped and tried to flinch away. Of course, he was so sensitive. Izuku leaned back, licking his lips, and caressed his back to draw some attention.
“You’re doing so well, you’re so good for me. Listen now. I’m taking off the ring and you’re allowed to cum then, okay? Will you cum for me?”
“Mm-hhmm!..” he moaned, nodding furiously.
“Good boy.” Izuku smiled. What a nice pet.
It didn’t take long once the cock ring was gone. Izuku didn’t know what exactly pushed him over the edge: his hand on the pet’s dick, his mouth on his ass or he was just so worked up he would cum with no stimulation, but hell, Izuku almost felt how intense it was. He was tense as a string, and the hero kept licking on him till the moment his moans started to sound painful. He was close to crashing down, and Izuku caught him up, noticing he wasn’t the only one: suddenly Uravity was at their side, and she was holding him tight, talking quietly to him. The pet just nodded. He looked tired out, panting badly in her arms, but satisfied. The girl looked at Izuku, and for some reason he blushed, fighting the urge to look away. She looked so cute. It must be so nice to be held like that in her arms.
“Hey, pretty boy. Need some help?”
He turned toward the source of a voice and found Red Riot standing above him, lending a hand. Just now he realized he was still sitting on his heels on the floor. His knees were really starting to ache, so he accepted the offer.
“Thank you.” Izuku mumbled awkwardly, taking his hand, and the man pulled him up like he weighed nothing. He didn’t let him go though, and as soon as Izuku was standing on his feet, he hugged him by his waist - close enough to smell him, far enough to see him well.
“You don’t look completely ruined yet, which is a big loss, dontcha think?”
“I…” It was difficult to catch any coherent thoughts with a man so huge right next to him. What happened to him? Is he gonna be attracted to any deadly dangerous villain he sees tonight?
“Give these two some rest, Jesus.” Mindjack chuckled from the bar stool, sipping on his cocktail. “I doubt they’re good for anything else in the next couple of hours.”
Kacchan snarled at him, straightening his back. Uraraka leaned him back to her and laughed, whispering something in his ear.
“What? You think we could still use that dick of yours? You just had one pathetic orgasm and were shaking like a leaf, and now you’re complaining about us not giving you more, did I get you right?”
Mindjack raised his brow at him sniffling discontentedly. The tension between them was something Izuku couldn’t help but find weirdly arousing. Red Riot coughed shortly, breaking the silence.
“I’ll be honest. I want to fuck you. Like, really bad. But if this is too much for you..”
“It’s not.”
“Really?”
“Positive. Fuck me.”
His face brightened like he just got the best present in the world. He bobbed up and down energetically, as Izuku looked at Mindjack to register his reaction, and he was grinning approvingly. “You can put your hands on him when they’re finished” he said before and he meant it. It was a part of his plan too.
“Cool! You’re so cool. Good. Wow. Good! Let’s… Let’s lay on the couch, shall we? I want you to get comfortable. We had a table reserved, so…”
“Oh. O..Okay, yeah, sure.”
“Do you need anything right now?”
“I guess I’m good, but thank you. You?..”
“I’m all ready!!!”
“Okay, let’s.. let’s go then?”
“Yeah!”
A plaintive whine interrupted them, and they turned to Kacchan, looking blindly towards them. Mindjack chuckled at him.
“Okay, pet. If your dick is able to get hard, prove to us you know what to do with it.”
“You could both take me.”
Izuku said that, and everyone looked at him.
“Are you sure?” Uravity asked.
“I mean. I have three holes, don’t I?” He smiled. “I could take even more, but…”
“Yes, we can see that. But can you bear this?” Mindjack wedged in. “It’s a lot for a first time like this. We don’t want you to pass out.”
“I have great stamina. Trust me. You must have one when you're full time… villain. I can do this.”
Suspicious glances moved first to Izuku himself, then to Mindjack. “He really is a boss here, everybody is waiting for his decision”, Izuku noted - even Kacchan didn’t make a sound, tapping his fingers on his thigh nervously. Izuku hoped they didn’t notice that little slip of the tongue with a “full time hero”, but nothing seemed to change, and it looked like the villains were more horny than anything else. Finally, Mindjack sighed and nodded.
“Okay. But we’ll watch you.”
With a loud “woohoo!” from Red Riot Uravity tugged on the leash, leading Kacchan forward. Mindjack slipped from the stool and moved there too, coming so close to Izuku that he managed to kiss his cheek and scratch his nape slightly. “Thank you,” Izuku mouthed to him, and after saying “have fun” Mindjack sat on the couch, spreading his legs carefully. On the opposite side of him, Riot half-layed down and beckoned Izuku closer. He was undressed too, and just now Izuku realized that his cock might actually hurt if he is not holding back, but there was literally no way Izuku could swallow it, or take it in his mouth properly, and he felt himself clenching just imagining how good the stretch was going to be.
“How about I take your ass? Is this okay with you?..”
“Sure.” Izuku blushed. “But I’ll need.. you know.. some preparation…”
“Kacchan will help you with that.”
Uravity, that was busy stroking the pet’s cock (almost fully hard again already), whispered something in his ear again.
“Make yourself comfortable,” she said to the hero, and Riot patted a place between his legs happily. The best option was just to lean against him, and he did so, feeling the warm hands on him the second he lowered himself on the couch; but he didn’t stay like this for long, as these warm - and very strong - hands picked his knees up and pressed them to his chest, opening his sex to look at. An hour ago he’d be embarrassed. Right now he felt so fucking hot, he knew he was wet and obviously aroused, that he looks as fucked as he was, and he spread his thighs even more for anybody to watch, and it was unbelievable. He saw Uravity licking her lips looking at him. He noticed Mindjack touching himself through his clothes looking at him. He heard Riot breathing heavily in his ear looking at him. He’s never had so much attention, but these people were really making him think he deserved it.
“Paws,” Uravity ordered, and when the pet raised his hands with his palms up, she spilled lube on them and put the bottle away where Riot could reach when needed (he winked at her). When she helped the pet to get on the couch in front of Izuku, he was all vibrating with anticipation, he saw Kacchan stretching his hands to him carefully trying not to spill the liquid, and he took him by his wrists and tugged them to where he needed it the most. When the fingers touched his sex, they both gasped. The pet immediately started to probe what was in front of him, and this chaotic stimulation was not enough and too much at the same time; Riot was nibbling on his shoulder and Izuku tilted his neck, letting him. Eventually finding his bearings, the pet pushed a finger against his rim and brushed a thumb over his clit at the same time, making Izuku moan and twitch in the other man’s arms, but he could barely move. All he could do was to take it. Perfect.
“You’re so hot!” Red Riot said in his ear. “How come I’ve never seen you before?”
“I.. Umm…” It was hard to think straight with all the pet's ministrations and the feeling of being slowly filled again. “I’m.. new?..”
“Oh! So, we are the first to put our hands on you?”
“Fuck!.. Yes…”
“Wow.”
“I mean, I’m not, like, a virgin, I’ve had sex before, just not…”
“Not like this?”
“Yeah.”
“Yeah..” Riot laughed and petted his thighs, as if admiring the chance he was given. “Damn, you should share your workout routine, for real. Those muscles look like it took years, and you’re, like, buff in all the right places.”
“...Thank you?!”
“Not at all, man, I mean this, you’re gorgeous!”
“You’re cool too!”
“Thanks! Doing my best! Can’t go to the gym, but, you know, I got stuff at home…”
“No, I get it. I used to train by carrying trash at the garbage dump.”
“Ah, yeah, common villain experience.”
“Really?”
“We’ve all been there.”
“Never thought of it like this… ah!..”
Not really impressed by the garbage talk, the pet suddenly leaned down and licked a stripe up Izuku’s pussy. That made him flinch, but there was nowhere to go, as he was held by another man, and he cried out, gripping on the villain's arms.
“Oh, god…”
“He’s good, right?”
“I might cum again like this…”
“Do you want to?”
“Don’t know.. It’s a lot.”
“You can do this. Imagine how this is gonna feel.”
“I’ve never.. done this so many times in a row..”
“It’s worth trying, trust me.” Riot sounded very convincing actually, but the body felt so weird now and it was difficult to control himself. What if his quirk showed up out of nowhere? Beside obvious danger, Izuku was concerned it would be too recogniseable, especially black whips. He didn’t even know that pleasure so new and strong could bring quirk to life, but a familiar tingling was definitely there, and he wondered how far he could go being still able to hold it back. “You’d be so sensitive and soft if you cum now on his mouth. What if we fucked you right after? You’d take us so well…”
Izuku felt one more finger inside, then another. The pet was working his way in quickly, but the hero was both relaxed and wet enough for it not to hurt. A puppy mask hid the face he would like to see, it didn’t even show any hair to play with, there was nothing personal in the pet’s appearance - just the skillful tongue and hot fingers to use, to ride, as if he was nobody, as if any other pet could as well take his place and it wouldn’t make any difference; although Izuku suspected no one could ever be that good at what the pet was doing. He looked aside and at that very moment he saw Uravity and Mindjack on the opposite couch, kissing slowly, lazily touching each other. Uravity kept her hands above his chest, avoiding bruises, but his hands were tracing her every curve, persistently and leisurely. He was saying something to her quietly, and she seemed to like it, nodding slightly in response.
“Would it be hotter if he ordered you to cum?”
Izuku doubted already if it was Riot’s voice or his own thoughts got too loud to sound this real. Oh, yes, he wanted it. He didn’t know when he got so needy for attention. Were the two villains not enough for him already? He grabbed the red head’s hair and tugged him closer to his neck, and he complied happily, biting on sensitive skin. Fuck, it was good. But still…
He didn't realize he had closed his eyes until he opened them, and immediately he met Minjack’s glance, and once he did he couldn't look away. His hand was busy in between Uravity’s thighs, she was panting next to him - and Izuku knew just how good he could make her feel. But now he was turned to him, and it felt suffocating in a very pleasant way.
“Come on, give him a show. He’s gonna like it.” The villain said, and Mindjack smiled at him like he heard it. This time his orgasm was building so strong it was scaring him. Although Izuku wanted to keep the eye contact he couldn’t help but shut his eyes as the tension was growing, and he was trying his best just not to let the quirk break free. He felt how tightly he was held as his body was shaking, how fingers inside brought him higher and higher, how Riot was whispering something in his ear, he felt tears streaming down his face and electric flashes burning inside him. And when it all stopped eventually, everything around him started to shift. Riot’s body that the hero previously leaned on slid down even lower, he suddenly was empty and his legs were free. He heard unfamiliar voice groaning “fucking move, you stupid!” impatiently, and Izuku realized it was Kacchan that shouldn't have talked at all, but there was nothing Izuku could do to him right now to discipline, even more than that, he kinda liked his voice. His doms must’ve been too busy for that too.
“One sec, baby..”
“And grab the condoms.”
“Umm, where…”
“Under the table, idiot!”
“Okay, okay! Don’t rush me!”
“Die!”
“Aahmm… Hey, it’s fine…” Izuku started uncertainly.
“Here, Bakubro!”
“Call me Bakubro one more time, and I’ll fucking bite your dick off.”
“Then who’s gonna fuck you so well?”
“Is anyone going to fuck me already, please?” Quietly, the hero moaned, not really realizing if he said this aloud or just thought about that, but the pet opened the condom finally, getting distracted from arguing.”Thank you.”
“This bunny’s so polite! You’ve got a lot to learn from him.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
Izuku was lost in what was going on with him. At this point there wasn’t anything that he’d want in particular, anything he was going or planning to do - he just let everything be. He had thought he was already fucked in every way possible by the moment he opened his eyes and found Mindjack to be standing right above him - caressing his hair and touching his lips with cool knuckles. Obediently Izuku opened his mouth wide, he barely noticed the villain unzipping the fly, barely registered when the fingers in his mouth were replaced with a cock. But it felt great. And it didn't matter at the same time. He was so full in every possible place. He didn’t even know was the fog in his head caused by Mindjack’s quirk or was it just him - unfocused and tired, not holding on to any coherent thought anymore. He was told he felt good, that he was gorgeous, that they’d want him to themselves forever, that he makes them lose their mind, though he couldn’t even reach his own mind. He was touched in so many places at once there was no use figuring out whose hands were these.
“Fuck, bunny, I’m gonna dream about that mouth of yours,” Mindjack said. “I’m not letting you go, do you understand that? You’re mine. And you’re here to stay. I will destroy anyone who’d try to take you away from me. I will burn anything you’d want to leave me for. I’ll make you stay by my side if I have to and you’ll thank me. Do you get it?” Unable to respond in any form, Izuku opened his eyes and felt the villain grabbing his neck. “That’s right, pretty hero. No going back now. Give in and obey.”
He felt the last pieces of mind slipping through his fingers as he fell into the dark.
***
Wet and feverish, Izuku jumped on his bed. He blinked, panting and looking around, finding himself in his own dorm room, quiet and barely lightened in the middle of the night. On autopilot he grabbed his phone. 03:47.
Great, he thought.
What the fuck was that?
With a sigh he lowered his body back down to the sheets and unlocked the screen. It wasn’t the first time his dreams became unhinged, but they’ve never been… well, like this. He was confused, disturbed and turned on at the same time now, so without a thought he scrolled through his chats in order to calm down, unexpectedly finding someone online this late.
Oh, of course. Who else would this be.
With no brain cells left working, he giggled and started typing.
“Just had a weird dream about you”
“cool. what were we doing”
“... when i said weird I meant it”
“hmhmm. are you freaking out?”
Izuku stopped for a moment to think about that.
“No”
“good. wanna talk about it?”
“Right now???/?”
“i am very awake and binge watching hannibal so why not come over”
“It’s almost 4 in the morning. What happened to fixing your sleep schedule?”
“will graham”
“Oh. Does Aizawa know”
“he’s online too so i guess”
“Ah”
“anyway i got snacks non-alcoholic mojito and the door is unlocked you are welcomed any moment”