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Bakugo loves fresh roses. He loves the smell they give off especially in the very early hours of the morning. The sight of them while he’s having his coffee makes for a good day without many villainous attacks. The Pro Hero began receiving these flowers from an anonymous source about six months ago and at first he thought a fan got a hold of his address and they would show themselves soon but when that didn’t happen he thought it might’ve been someone sending them to the wrong address, but without any way to get them back to the sender he just began propping them in his home and allowed them to be. After all, fresh roses were his favorite.
His morning was the same at the office. There were people bustling about, his secretary updating him on the latest missions or cases his agency was working on and the progress being made to finish each of them. Everything was going as planned.
“Someone dropped this off this morning.” She said, which was out of the ordinary and there they were. A bunch of fresh roses sitting on the glass coffee table in his office.
“Uh... thank you.” His answer was uneasy, as the roses had only ever appeared at his home and never here so were the others an actual mistake like he had thought or were they deliberate. He was no longer sure. He shut the door behind him, silencing the talk and sounds in the office outside.
I hope you enjoy these in your office as well! Silly of me to only have sent them to one location.
No name, nothing more but that on the card. Bakugo felt an uneasy feeling in his stomach, but what could this person do? All they were doing was sending flowers and if they ever made an appearance he would blast them to bits and that would be the end of it. What harm would come to the great Ground Zero by a bunch of soft little buttons?
Bakugo was called in to assist his right hand man on a villain in the center of the city who’s quirk was to freeze people into place by a point of his finger, kind of like a beam. Fortunately, his sidekick was able to call out for help before the beam struck him and he became immobilized. Who else better to call into action than Ground Zero who’s reflexes were top notch.
Just as quickly as he arrived he was able to take him down without anymore commotion. The jewels he stole returned and the criminal arrested.
Right on time to get out and enjoy a few days off, mostly forced by the entire agency.
“You never take days off, boss! You should. It’s for your health.” They all protested. He finally agreed and the next three days were going to be spent sleeping.
The sun had began to set by the time he arrived home, the golden light hitting the white roses left on his doormat through the hallway window just right. Something sank in his belly. Two in one day. It hadn’t happened in the months he’d been receiving them. And now he was almost afraid of picking the basket up and taking them inside, but they were only flowers.
What the fuck was he so afraid about??
When he got inside his apartment, flowers resting on his hip he looked around. For any kind of shift in the air, or any signs of anyone else but himself living inside, but of course nothing had changed. He was only making himself more and more paranoid.
“You’re being an idiot, Katsuki.” He told himself as he set his keys in the bowl next to the door and headed to place the roses on the table. This time the card was tucked inside a little box and when he opened it he felt a small spray of something spritz out. What was that... perfume? And when he smelled it closer, down he went. Hitting the floor hard.
When Bakugo came to he was still on the floor with a... pillow under his head? When the fuck did that pillow get there and why the fuck was he shirtless?!
“What the fuck...?” He groaned, the obvious dizziness and headache were heard in his voice.
“Please don’t move, the effects of the spritz might only get worse. I don’t know. The guy who sold it to me didn’t really explain.” Bakugo’s stomach felt hot, his heart sank when he heard someone else’s voice in the room. How long had he been out? When did this guy break into his home?
“What the fuck? Who are you?!” Every movement was painful to say the least, or heavy. His vision was blurry and when he tried to use his quirk only small pops came from his palms. What did he inhale?!
“I’m sorry we had to meet this way, I didn’t know any other way. Forgive me, Kacchan.” His voice was sweet, almost unsure of himself. When Bakugo’s eyes focused a little more he saw a very small, scrawny green haired boy sitting on his legs. “I’m Izuku and I’m a really really huge fan of yours, Ground Zero! You’re a lot more attractive and perfect in person...” What the fuck was this kid talking about?!
“How the fuck did you get in my home?! Leave now before I blow you up to smithereens, you fuck!” He managed to get sit up on his arm but that whole ordeal made him absolutely exhausted.
“Please don’t get mad at me, Kacchan. How else would I have gotten you to notice me if not this way? You’re so popular and so good looking that a quirkless boy from your childhood neighborhood wouldn’t have had a chance. Stay still for me, lie back. I would’ve gotten you more comfortable in bed but you’re so heavy and I couldn’t do that. I’m sorry. I hope the pillow was enough.” His voice was so irritating. He felt like he would burst but his quirk was not doing anything.
He felt soft hands trailing over his exposed chest before stopping at his nipples.
“I heard that... this feels really good. To be touched. The guy that sold me the spray said it would activate the quirk cancellation plus make you feel better. Shall we see if he was right?” Izuku pushed Bakugo back onto the ground before massaging his chest a little. Bakugo’s breath caught in his throat with how good it felt to be touched that way.
“Does it feel good? I wouldn’t know. You see, being quirkless no one really wants you around them or to even mate with them. They think you’ll ruin the family. But I don’t think so... I don’t really think I’d ruin the family. Do you think our kids would be quirkless, Kacchan? Do you really think they would??” What the fuck was he on about?! Surely he knew they were both male. They couldn’t physically have children. Bakugo would never want to “mate” with a sick little fuck like this, but when his rhetoric was about to be slurred out of his mouth he felt the warmth and wetness from the other’s mouth on his nipple that forced an almost porn star-like moan from his mouth.
While his warm soft mouth worked on one nipple, Izuku’s fingers played with the other sending pleasure throughout his body.
“Get... get off me please.” Bakugo croaked in between moans.
“Your body is reacting so deliciously, Kacchan! See! Even your... your thing is reacting.” Thing?! How old was this kid anyway!
“Does it feel good? Like the guy said it would?? Oh I am delighted, Kacchan!! You’re so soft and muscular... I bet what they said about your thing is true! That it’s so big and you satisfy many people.” Was he out of his mind?! Bakugo shut his eyes as he felt Izuku’s mouth disconnect from his chest and his hands trailing down to the rim of his pants.
Exposed finally he felt his hard cock touch the air and a small gasp escape Izuku’s mouth.
“It is so adorable, Kacchan! Even though it is hard it’s so cute!” Bakugo felt tears welling in his eyes. He felt humiliated and exposed and like he could die. “I wonder how you sound when I put it in my mouth?” Izuku mumbled as he did and Bakugo’s reaction again was like a porn star’s. The effects of that drug were definitely taking place and the last thing Katsuki wanted was to give the man any positive ideas that he might actually be enjoying this except his mouth and tongue swirling around him while his hands played with his nipples became nearly unbearable that soon enough his hips with bucking up, releasing into Izuku’s mouth.
He sucked him until he whimpered from the stimulation and as he swallowed he looked up and grinned.
“That was so cute, Kacchan! Do it again! Please! But this time I want to see your face.” He said, Katsuki not really sure how to react until he watched Izuku begin to unbuckle his pants and when he freed himself he saw the obvious size difference.
“Don’t you worry, I will prep you. Um... here I bought some of this stuff. I can’t wait to see what you feel like.” No, no he must be crazy. No way in hell was he about to allow this little prick to fuck him, but what other choice did he have? He couldn’t move, he couldn’t use his quirk, all he could do was react to the way he was touched.
“Come on, Kacchan, spread your legs. I don’t want to miss a spot! I want you to feel as good as I’m about to feel.” He whispered as he rubbing the slick lube all over his tight little hole before putting one finger in to help stretch him, then two, then three, and god was Bakugo whimpering like a dog in heat.
“Oh Kacchan your little thing has grown again from my fingers being inside of you! What a beautiful face you’re making.” Izuku’s childlike excitement gave him another sinking feeling in his stomach.
“Here goes. Legs up, like this!” He exclaimed, pushing Bakugo’s legs up to his chest and positioning himself right at his entrance. Bakugo didn’t protest, and why not? He didn’t want to admit it. He didn’t want to admit that he wanted to feel the little creep inside him, to feel just how a size that big felt inside him.
He yelped as he felt the stretch and how painfully slow Izuku was at first.
“Don’t shut your eyes, Kacchan! I’m being as gentle as possible. After all, this is my first time.” He said before he began to move. His first time... was he joking? Nothing about this felt like a joke. The grunt and thrusting that began to get quicker didn’t feel like a joke.
“Let me hear you, Kacchan. Those nice moans from earlier.” Izuku leaned forward, filling Katsuki completely and at first only brushing against that spot that made him melt until he started hitting it and Katsuki saw stars. The moon that escaped his mouth only prompted for Izuku to move his hips quicker.
“Fuck!” Was all Katsuki could muster and he released onto his stomach, his whole body shaking and coming undone under Izuku, “I always hated flowers...” He whispered, still trying to fight back despite the other’s cock making him cum so violently. Soon after he felt Izuku’s hips lose its rhythm and was soon being filled himself. He was shivering, riding out the last bits of his orgasm.
“Kaaacchan your face is so pretty!! Thank you very much.” Izuku gave him small kisses on his exposed neck, sending more shivers done his spine. He was pulling away now leaving Katsuki motionless on the floor, not sure what else this weird boy was going to do next.
“Can you help me a little bit? I wouldn’t want to leave you on the floor. No... that would be so disrespectful. You’re so beautiful, Kacchan. Like a rose in the morning sun.” He said pulling him. The small strength Katsuki could muster being used all in pushing himself off the floor and allowing the other to guide him to his bedroom.
“Let me clean you off, Kacchan!!” He said wiping his own cum off his stomach and then moving to wipe the other end.
“I love you so much, Kacchan. I cant believe you’re finally mine.” Izuku said placing another kiss on his lips. “Don’t worry. I will take care of you until you have to go back to work. I am so glad you got a few days off to spend with me, Kacchan!! You are so considerate.” Was he insane?! He must have been... but why didn’t Bakugo say a word to him? Why didn’t he stop him? In fact he wanted this... and him to touch him again. So tenderly.