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Izuku's POV:
It was a normal school day, same boring classes, same mean comments. I was used to it by now. What the others said to me didn't matter, but what Kacchan said did. He'd call me useless and worthless, as if I was nothing but trash, at one point it hurt my feelings but now... I get off on it. I don't really know when crying in my room thinking about all the mean things he'd call me, turned into me moaning into my pillow while I recalled his degrading words and actions.
It was getting harder to not pop a boner while he was doing it as well. I don't even know what switched in my brain, but something did. I don't know if I should be thankful or if I should feel cursed. Either way, his mean words and actions turn me on. I had done some research on it and apparently it's called being a masochist, getting off on pain. It's not as uncommon as I thought it was, so at least that was nice.
I was unpacking my lunch when Kacchan started walking up to me, he was by himself which didn't happen often. I kept unpacking my lunch, taking glances until he reached me. He looked down at me with his piercing crimson eyes, I felt like he could see through me. I didn't know if I should feel worried or aroused, I felt a mix of both overwhelm my senses.
He leaned down a bit, getting in my personal space, I felt small under his scrutinizing gaze. When he finally spoke I felt my eyes widen a bit. "Stay behind during class today. It's just gonna be us." His voice was low enough for just us to hear, it was rough. His red eyes still boring into me.
I felt a slight blush tint my cheeks as he said this, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. Arousal pooling in my stomach. I stumbled over my words as I looked away, embarrassed and nervous. "I- uh- o-okay Kacchan!" My voice came out as a squeak. My eyes were everywhere but him. He gave an approving hum, and got out of my space, giving me space to breath. When I looked up at him my eyes quickly averted from his gaze. The way he stood over me... it was not helping the small tent in my pants. He looked at me for a few more seconds before he backed away, looking pleased by my reaction to him.
It was the finally end of the school day and I couldn't stop thinking about the way Kacchan had told me to stay behind at lunch. I have an idea of what he is going to do to me. Usually he has his friends stay behind and help but today was different.. this time he was alone, that didn't happen very often. I was so nervous, maybe this means he'll be rougher. I could feel the pit in my stomach worsen the more I thought about it. We had about 10 minutes or so of class left and I was getting restless.
I couldn't stop fidgeting in my chair, it was harder to sit still. I was picking at my nails and softly bouncing my foot up and down. I wasn't registering a word the teacher was saying, and the clock was ticking painfully slow, slower than usual. Usually it was going too quick, and I prayed for it to slow down, but it's seemingly been getting slower and slower the more I look forward to mine and Kacchan's after school encounters.
My thoughts started to drift elsewhere until the bell rung, pulling me out of my train of thought with a small startled jump. It's finally time, I didn't know if dread was filling my stomach, or excitement. maybe a mix of both. I watched as the other students started to pack up their stuff, some walking over to their friends, talking about their plans for after school. I looked back to my desk.
I started to pack up my stuff up slowly, keeping my head down, hoping maybe it'd give me more time to compose myself for what was to come. Kacchan had other plans though. He walked over to me, It seemed he was eager to get on with this. I kept my gaze on my stuff, he was staring right at me. "You extras can leave. Deku will take care of everything. Won't you Deku?" Kacchan spat my name like it was venom, he was talking to them but his focus was solely on me. He sounded disgusted, his tone mocking while he rolled his eyes. I already knew that I didn't have a choice but to say yes. I sighed.
He'd make me do it one way or another. "Yeah. I'll t-take care o-of-" I started to talk but I was quickly cut off by Kacchan "You heard him, he'll take care of it. Now fucking scram you damn extras." He spoke aggressively, his eyes finally leaving me, and glaring at all the students still in the class.
The teacher having already left. A few girls nodded and quickly left whispering among themselves, and a few guys hurriedly put their stuff into their bags before leaving the room in a rush. I got a few sympathetic looks before they headed out, but other than that no one helped.
I started stacking chairs on top of desks while they all left in a hurry, not wanting to be on the receiving end of Kacchan's aggression. It was quite sad that they didn't even offer to get me out of this situation. Not like I cared or even wanted out but it just shows how horrible their character is, and that all they care about is themselves. Yet they say they'll become heroes. I had about half the chairs stacked. Still thinking and trying not to let the piercing red eyes get to me.
It's alright though, I'm happy that they left. I stack another chair. It means that Kacchan will give me all of his attention. I stacked a few more. Even if he's hurting me. It doesn't matter to me, because any kind of attention Kacchan gives me is good. I stacked another one, feeling the crimson eyes follow my every move. I'd been thinking about this since lunch, all of the cruel things he'd do to me.
I'd watched the last person leave the classroom, they stumbled around a bit, trying to get out quickly. Once it was finally just us in the classroom, I could feel his piercing gaze still on me, he started talking again. "Come here Deku," The way that he said my name gave me goosebumps, he sounded eerily calm. I stacked the last chair and started to walk over to his side of the classroom. I felt weak in the knees, It felt like the closer I got to him the weaker my knees got while walking over to him. "You're still so useless. Aren't you Deku?" He walked closer to me. He grabbed me by the chin pulling me forward.
My dull eyes widened at his touch, a bright red shade of pink tinting my freckled cheeks. I looked away from him quickly, my eyes darting to the nearest object. He didn't look pleased by this, and got even closer, our faces inches apart. I couldn't help but take a glance into his ruby eyes. They were so pretty, yet so cruel and hurtful. They looked so calm, like the ocean before a storm. I felt mesmerized, I couldn't look away. I was entranced by his eyes..
"Answer my question Deku." His rough voice pulled me out of my trance my eyes quickly leaving his. I nodded my head slightly but all he did was scoff and tighten his grip on my jaw. He forced me to look him in the eyes, his irritation growing evident. He pulled me closer, our noses touching. His hot breath on my lips. "Use your fucking words." The way he said it sent chills down my spine, his tone harsh. "I-I am useless.." My voice was shaky, and sounded pathetic.
As soon as the words left my lips he let go of my chin and yanked me by my hair, throwing me on the ground, causing me to crash into a desk, the chair falling down next to me. I winced at the impact, pain shooting up my back, and flinched at the chair that went right passed me, a loud thud when it hit the floor. I could feel myself shake underneath his harsh and cruel gaze. I locked eyes with him, my hand went to my head which also hit the desk. It throbbed from the harsh impact.
"Good boy" His tone was mocking and he had a cruel smile. He walked back over to me. His frame towering over me. I felt my breath hitch in my chest, I could feel my pants beginning to tighten at his words. The top part of his boot collided with my rib cage, I whimpered out of pain, it was enough to make my eyes slightly glossy. I looked up at him through my damp eyelashes, my eyes were pleading. He had a wicked smirk, his eyes were clouded over with malice and lust while he walked even closer to me.
He got behind me, kicking me again, this time in the small of my back. I fell onto my arms, they were the only thing that kept me from landing face first onto ground. This was definitely going to leave bruises, I was going to have so much fun get off on them later. He rested his combat boot on my back, making it so I was kneeling in front of him.
I looked up at him while tears filled my emerald eyes. I could hear him chuckle above me. The blush on my face was still evident, even with him hurting me like this. It felt so good to be so weak and powerless, to have him be in control. I was waiting for this all day, and he was not disappointing in the slightest.
"Look at you. You're so pathetic. Shaking underneath me, crying. Submitting to me without a fight." His voice was deep and rough, his tone was teasing. I could feel myself getting hard from all of the degradation and pain. He then pressed his boot into my back with a little more pressure and I let out a stifled moan, biting my lip to quiet the sound, my mind feeling a bit fuzzy.
I tried to grind down on the hard floor beneath me, just wanting some sort of release. A few more muffled whimpers leaving my lips when I realized I couldn't get any friction due to my position. I didn't want him to see me like this, but it felt so humiliating, in the best ways.
The tears in my eyes started flowing down my face. He must have heard my moans and whimpers, despite my efforts to quiet them, because he then applied even more pressure than before.. I couldn't help but feel all fuzzy inside, even though I couldn't breathe evenly, the pressure felt so good. He was reminding me who's in charge. I took shallow breaths, enjoying the feeling.
I sniffled, trying to stop the constant flow of tears. The pressure on my back just increased, another pathetic moan falling from my lips. It was harder to breath but it made me feel so good. I was completely hard, and painfully so. He scoffed my pathetic display, I couldn't help but whine. I was trying to stop the throbbing pain of my boner but between the pressure on my back and the position I'm in I can't do anything about it. He knew that all to well.
"Such a pain whore." His tone of voice was mocking as he teased me. He pressed into my back enough to make my breathing go still, I whimpered my tears flowing faster. He started letting up on some of the pressure, allowing me to breath somewhat properly. I took a few shallow breaths, still feeling lightheaded. I looked up at him, my eyes glossy and tears still falling from them. He looked pleased at how I came undone from his actions, how I was a little puddle on the floor for him, and just him. I tried to speak.
"Ka-Kacchan-" I was a blubbering mess, and sounded small and pathetic but that didn't stop him, if anything it just egged him on more. He put more force onto my back. Still allowing me to breath though. "Shut up." He demanded though his voice was quite calm, it sent a shiver down my spine. I whined a little more underneath him, I was hard but I couldn't get any friction, I felt so needy.
I was trembling when he finally took his boot off my back. Feeling relieved of no longer having all of that weight on my back, I still whined at the loss of contact, not wanting him to stop. I took a few deep breaths, trying to even out my breathing.
He squatted down to my level before I felt his calloused hand cup my face roughly, he made it so that I was forced to look up at him. He had a cruel smile on his face, his eyes glinted with malice. His eyes were hazed in way I only see them when he's playing with me. "You look so perfect for me." I could hear the possessiveness in his tone. He looked so beautiful.
His ruby red eyes darkening in lust. I loved the way he looks when he stands over me, when he hurts me. I lean into his harsh touch, my eyes were still glossy, but the stream of tears were drying up. He softly caressed my cheek, wiping off the remainder of my tears. I could feel butterflies in my stomach from his soft touch.
His cold gaze met mine, I could see it slightly soften. It made my heart well up in my chest. I don't think he's been this nice to me in years. I was a mess, I was crumbling under his soft but demanding touch. One hand in my hair softly playing with the curls the other wiping away the rest of my remaining tears. "You look so pretty when you cry." This was to good to be true. I was face to face with his crotch, though I was still looking up at him, he was hard as well. His dick was straining against the black fabric.
My gaze dropped to the tent in his pants and I felt a hard impact on my left cheek, I whined but looked back up. "Look at me Izuku." His voice was low, and his tone was calm and serious. My entire face heated up at his words. He had called me by my first name. I was so distracted by the fact he had called me by my first name I forgot the order he gave me and looked back down. He stood up, dropping my cheek. I looked back up at him, realizing what I did before I felt a horrible pain in my abdomen. The pain shot down my back.
"I SAID LOOK AT ME DEKU!" he said while kicking my stomach again. I dropped onto my arms. He got back down to my level. Grabbing my hair so I was forced to meet his eyes, he looked pissed, any ounce of kindness was gone. He leaned closer to my face, his breath hitting my lips.
"Don't test my limits Izuku. I will break you, until all you remember is my name and my cock." He whispered harshly in my ear, he sounded completely serious. I could feel his hot breath fan out on my neck, and it made me overly conscious of his presence.
I whimpered at his words, my erection was so hard it hurt. The thought of him breaking me made a wave of heat coarse through me, my thoughts were clouded by want and need. A shaky "P-please-" was all I could get out. "Please what?" He spoke in a cocky tone, he already knew exactly what I wanted, but he just wanted to hear me say it out loud. "I w-want y-you.. to br-break me k-katsuki." My voice was small and needy.
Katsuki's POV:
"I w-want y-you.. to br-break me k-katsuki." His voice was so needy, just that alone was enough to make me lose my composure but the way he looks right now made it even worse. He was all scuffed up thanks to my tormenting, and his eyes were hazed with pleasure and want.
He had a red tint to his face and a painful looking erection pressed against his black uniform pants. His face was wet with his tears. He looked so fragile, like the smallest touch would break him, but I knew better than to believe that. Besides he's put up with my shit before.
He's probably enjoying this like the masochist he is, I heard the way he moaned when I hurt him. I looked at his parted lips before I roughly grabbed his face and pulled him into a passionate and messy kiss. His lips were soft; he tasted sweet with a faint hint of melon. It was a taste that could get addicting quickly if I wasn't careful. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at him.
He looked like a beautiful wreck, one that I caused. He looked up at me with soft pleading eyes. I pulled him into another kiss but this time it was possessive and mean. Teeth clashing together, as I turned his head to deepen this kiss.
He whimpered into the kiss, it vibrated in our mouths. I asked for entrance by licking his bottom lip, not like I was gonna listen if he said no anyways. Shoving my tongue in his mouth. He opened his mouth and let me take control, not even bothering to fight for dominance. I took my time and explored his warm mouth with my tongue, my tongue slipped around his mouth, feeling his soft slick tongue on mine. I had to pull away to get air.
Izuku gasped for air below me, his parted lips shining with a mix of our spit. I looked at the pathetic boy in front of me before I pushed him on his back. I slowly got on top of him. My thighs on top of his smaller ones, and my knees on either side of his hips. Even in this position he looked weak. I leaned in, my chest pressed up against his, my breath fanning against his lips. I brought one of my hands to his neck, gauging his reaction. He rocked his hips against me, letting out a soft whimper as he did, I smirked at that.
"You said you wanted me to break you right slut?" My voice was low, and mocking. He whimpered at the nickname before he slowly nodded, his big green eyes still on me, not wanting to make me upset again. "Use your words." I snarled. He was going to learn soon enough that I wanted to hear him say it out loud, not just getting a nod. I leaned in, getting closer to his neck, my hand moving down to the floor next to his neck, trapping him so he couldn't move even if he wanted to.
"Y-yes sir" he choked out, he locked eyes with me. Shit I didn't think he'd say something like that. I quickly started to unbutton his gakuran blazer, leaving meticulously placed open mouth kisses on his pale exposed skin as I went. They would soon begin to blossom into beautiful red and purple marks. "Mmm K-Kacchan" he was a trembling mess underneath me due to my ministrations. Fuck If I wasn't going to lose it soon I would spend a lot more time focusing on marking him.
I started to unzip his pants slowly to tease him. Though I was wondering if I was teasing myself more. Though It seems that it was working because I could hear his heavy panting and his stifled moans, his soft bottom lip between his pearly white teeth. "Shit baby-" I paused while I pulled his pants down along with his boxers. His body looked beautiful, from his pale skin to the freckles scattered all around his body, but the best thing about it was that only I got to see it. I smirked. "I'm gonna ruin you so good, gonna have you crying on my cock"
his dick twitched at my words and a quiet whimper escaped past his bruised lips. I spit in my hand and started to pump his cock at an exceptional pace occasionally flicking over his slit. "mm Kacchan just like that" he moaned out. I quickly stopped and smirked. "someone's getting a little too confident hm?" He looked up at me and you could see the look of fear and excitement in his dark emerald eyes. "maybe I should make you beg some more huh?" He shook his head no but you could see the look of anticipation on his face. "I'm feeling a bit generous."
"Why don't you tell me just how much you want to cum?" I could feel his dick twitch in my hand. "I want to cum so bad Kacchan, please let me cum!" his tone showed just how desperate he was. "That's not my name, Izuku" His eyes widened "I'm sorry K-katsuki. I promise I'll remember. P-please don't be mad." I could tell it was a slip up but I felt like being mean. I slowed my pace.
"You better fucking remember." My voice was rough, he could tell I was being serious. He looked at me with hazy eyes, he whined underneath me. Trying to buck his hips up. I grabbed them and pushed them down. I leaned in looking him in the eyes while I spoke.
"I'm in charge, pull that shit again and I'll edge you to the point you can't even think." I gave him a nip on the neck and he whimpered. He nodded his head. My pace was still slow, he looked close. I decided to stop teasing him and pick up the pace of my strokes. He looked like a mess, the way his eyes were hazed over, the pink tinting his cheeks. The look on his face said it all. His half lidded eyes, his soft little moans and whimpers, his trembling thighs. he was just on the edge of climax. I was pleased with the fact I'd be the one bringing him there.
"P-please, just a little more Katsuki." His voice sounded desperate and needy, I did what was asked of me. I used my other hand to grab his neck and apply pressure on his jugular while stroking his cock at a steady pace. The nerds eyes rolled back as he moaned out "Npmf 'm g-gonna cum!" and with that a familiar white sticky liquid shot out of his cock, his body convulsing in my grasp. The look on his face when he came was priceless he looked so fucked out. With his brows furrowed together, his eyes closed shut with tears flowing out of them and his mouth slightly agape. I could feel myself twitch in my pants while I took in the sight of him.
"God you look so pretty like that" I groaned. My hand still slowly pumping his cock, he was whimpering and shaking from the overstimulation. His shaky breathing was only driving me farther. "K-Kacchan!" Izuku whined beneath me. I removed my hand from his cock completely. "Hmm? What is it baby?" I used my clean hand to wipe away his remaining tears. "Need your cock" If I wasn't right next to him I probably wouldn't have caught it but damn it if that didn't do something to me.