BNHA Bakugou/Todoroki
Three Points of a Triangle
Part One
Bakugou/Todoroki
"We are going to set you up into pairs where we will then teach you how to restrain an opponent as well as get out of them. We feel that as heroes this is an important skill for apprehending villains as well as not being held captive by them. Listen up for your name and who you will be partnered with then come get your bag of goodies and the instructional books that tells you how to use them. Some partners will have special restrains that are resistant to their quirk so be mindful that using your quirk to help get out of them might not be the best way." Aizawa Sensei explains.
Bakugou's P.O.V.
"Why the hell are you just looking at me?"
"Because the restraints you and Todoroki are getting are fire resistant so don't go blowing off your arm in frustration."
I look over at Icy-Hot and glare, why the fuck do we have to be partners? I watch as he gets up and walks to the front of the class and picks up a duffle bag and two books.
"By the way we'll be working on this everyday this week and you'll be tested on it next week, and it will be on the final so take this seriously."
Damn, this fucking week is going to blow.
"Oh and I should add that you will be graded as a team not individually, meaning if one of you fails at either apprehending or escaping you will both fail so work together to help each other. You and your partners goals are to practice getting out, you will use your apprehension skills on your fellow classmates." Aizawa Sensei clarifies.
Todoroki hands me one of the books as he passes by my seat to get back to his own. I look at the cover and read 'Restraining Quirks' I let out a low growl knowing that I wouldn't be able to blast my way out of this challenge like I normally would.
Todoroki's P.O.V.
I watch as Bakugou starts to read his book. I know that he is going to do his best but it's going to be hard for him since he can't keep his temper in check and getting frustrated is one thing you can't do when restrained. I had already had some experience in this, it was one of the things I learned as a child. My father had always told me that I was a target to villains because of him, so when I got done with physical training we worked on what he called mental training. Even though you are physically tied up it will reek havoc on your phycie. A memory comes flooding back to me, my father had tied me to a chair and made me go through all the emotions of getting free. I was there for three days by the time he came back. Dehydrated and half starved. My wrists were raw from the binds that canceled out my quirk, my eyes blood shot from crying. To say that he broke me was an understatement. But this only made things worse once I was in full health, he tied me up again and yelled at me anytime I would start to show signs of crying. This went on for months until I was successful in getting out of everything he could put me in.
I hated the idea of having to put Bakugou through what I went through and we didn't have months we had a week or we failed. Once Sensei was done partnering everyone we were dismissed to practice. It didn't take long before Bakugou was standing next to my seat.
"You're going first."
"Fine." I reply.
Bakugou opens the duffle bag and begins to pull out the restraints which is just a special rope that is quirk canceling.
"Hold out your damn wrists." He barks.
I do as I'm told and he begins to tie. His binds are tight enough but he puts to much around my wrists.
"Ok."
"You're not going to tie my legs? I could just get up and run away."
"Fuck, fine."
I watch as he ties the rope around my ankles and then looks at them satisfied before looking at me.
"Ok, I'm done."
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yeah, I tied them as tight as I could fucking get them, there is no fucking way you can get out of them."
I sigh. I work on my ankles first getting my shoes off and sliding my feet right out of the coils. Next my wrists, I fold my thumb into my hand and pull my wrists apart. "With the amount of times you went around my wrists it's easy to slip out of it."
Bakugou growls and picks up the rope. He tries again with similar results, he begins to get frustrated and I can tell this week is going to be a long one.
By the time Friday rolls around I have been the only one tied up because Bakugou refused to switch until he had gotten it right.
"How the fuck am I suppose to do this? Your like a fucking Harry Houdini!" He yells.
"I can teach you how to tie."
"Why didn't you fucking tell me how to do it sooner?"
"First, you have to tie each wrist individually, this makes it harder for wrists to slip out. You have to tie them tight." Bakugou begins to do as I'm instructing. "Ok now your going to wrap the rope once around to bind them together. Then bring the rope between my wrists with the rope coming towards my body. Now your going to very carefully take the rope between my legs." Bakugou looks at me. "Trust me." I assure.
He does what I'm telling him to do. "When it's a villain you can be as rough as you want but I ask you to please be nice as you pull the rope up my back pulling my hands down. Then your going to bring the rope over one of my shoulders and down my front to my hands, thread the rope through my wrists and then up over the other shoulder. Now take that smaller piece of rope there and your going to tie my ankles. Again one at a time then together. Now take the rope that is dangling over the back side of my shoulder and bring it down, threading through my ankle tie. Now if you pull..."
My knees are suddenly hitting the ground. "I didn't mean for you to pull!"
Bakugou laughs a bit. "Sorry teach I was just following your instructions."
"Yeah well it's a good thing I had a feeling you would do it or my face would have been the thing to break my fall. Anyway now that I'm down you can pull the rope tight, then bring it back up to my shoulder blades, you're going to want to tie a knot there then bring the rope around, across my chest and back to the shoulder blade knot, tying the end there. This way I can't use my teeth to untie any thing and I won't be able to wiggle out of it either."
Bakugou finishes and steps back to admire his work. "Now you have to figure out a way to get out of it."
"I can't" I lie knowing when I got out of it that we would be back at the beginning.
"Yes. I finally fucking did it."
"Yeah except you have left no time for your partner to practice tying you up and you getting out of it." Sensei says.
"Shit!"
"Class dismissed, take your bags back to the dorms and practice, you all need it."
"So my room or yours?" I ask.
"Mine I guess." Bakugou says.
I start to think of how I am going to teach him to be patient long enough for him to figure out how to get himself out with his temper. A few things come to mind as I start to prepare myself for a rough weekend.
Bakugou's P.O.V.
Fuck why did he wait so long to tell me how to tie. Shit and now that I know how he ties it's going to take me forever to figure out how to get out. It's a good thing that he's on my side and it will be someone else tying us up for the test, that's my only saving grace. Theres a knock at my door and I walk over to open it already knowing who it is. Opening it I find Todoroki in clothes I don't normally see him in, jeans and a white t-shirt. I turn back into the room as he follows.
"Is that what your going to wear?" He asks.
I look down at my tank-top and basketball shorts. "Yeah, why?"
"Your going to get rope burns."
"So."
He shakes his head. "Lets get started. I have a lot to teach you and not very long to teach it. You are at an advantage because your body makes it's own lubricant in a way."
"How the fuck do you suppose that?"
"Well your sweat is a nitroglycerin like substance and although you wont be able to ignite it, you'll still sweat. It should make it easier for you to slip out of the rope. That is unless the ropes effects stop you from producing it altogether."
"You sound like fucking Deku."
"Sorry."
"Let's just get fucking started."
"All right then. I do have to warn you that being tied up can mess with your mind not just your body."
"Yeah yeah just do it already."
"I'm not going to tie you up like I had you tie me up."
"I don't fucking care just get it over with so I can start trying to figure out a way to get out!"
Five minutes later and I'm tied with my arms behind my back, on my knees with my calves tied to my thighs, theres rope wrapped all the way around my chest and I can already feel my toes going numb from the position I'm in, kneeling on my floor. My shorts and tank are the only fabric that saves my skin. Damn that Todoroki, if he would have said he was going to tie me up like this I would have changed my clothes. But no matter I will get out of this in no time. I start to wiggle my arms and although the rope gives a bit it's going to take some real strength to get out.
Todoroki's P.O.V.
I watch as Bakugou begins to struggle, he's keeping his calm but for how long is the question. The real problem was that there was only one way to get out of this configuration of knots and I doubted if he had that much control over his temper to figure it out before coming unglued. I look at the clock a half hour has already gone by and I can start to see the strain on his face.
"There is no fucking way to get out of this!" He yells.
"Yes there is."
"How in the fuck."
"Do you want me to tell you?"
"No! I can figure it out."
"Let me know when you give up."
"I'm not going to give up. I will not fail."
I begin to see the sweat glistening on his forehead as the clock rounds the second hour.
"So how the hell do you know so much about fucking ropes and getting out of them? You into fucking bondage or something?"
"No. My father tied me to a chair for three days when I was a child, and then again and again until I figured out how to escape all his knots."
I watch as Bakugou strains against the ropes and lets out a yell.
"You plan on leaving me tied up all fucking weekend?"
"You said yourself you didn't want to fail so I guess I'll do what ever it takes."
"Good, you're not a quitter."
I continue to watch as he starts to lose control, looking at the clock, four hours had passed. I stand up and walk over to him crouching down in front of him. "Would you like me to tell you the secret?"
"No!"
"You're so bullheaded. If you would just relax and breath and think you could get out easily."
He closes his eyes for a minute and then opens them. "It's not that fucking easy!"
"Yes it is Bakugou."
"Fuck you Icy-Hot, I'm not a BDSM freak like you and your fucking father ok."
I stand up and walk around to the back side of him. I grab a fistful of his hair and pull his head back painfully so he'd look me in the eye. "You want BDSM? I lean forward so my lips are right next to his ear "I'll show you BDSM." I lick the shell of his ear then pull his head to the side so I could lick his neck.
"What the fuck are you doing?!"
"I didn't think I would have to resort to this but you've given me no choice, what with your stubbornness and all."
I run my hand down his side finding the hem of his tank and pushing my hand up under the thin fabric. I feel his breathing pick up against my hand.
"What the fuck do you plan to do?"
"What I have to." I kiss his neck open mouthed and allow my tongue to linger.
"Fuck you. Get off me."
"If you don't like what I'm doing then get out of the restraints, I refuse to fail because you can't control your temper long enough to figure out how to release yourself."
I run my hand down his front and into his shorts and find him slightly aroused. "It feels like I'm not the only one who is a bit of a masochist." I whisper into his ear. I take his erection in my grip and slowly begin to manipulate it.
"Shut up." Bakugou breathes through clenched teeth.
I continue my ministration of kissing his neck and slow jerking and as I let go of his hair he continues to give me access surprising me a bit. I reach into my pocket and quickly find what I'm looking for. I had planed ahead of time slipping a small tube of lubrication in my pocket before I had even come over here. I pull it out of my pocket and one handedly open it and place a small amount on my middle and ring fingers. I'm even more surprised when he doesn't bock about me putting my hand down the back side of his shorts. I find his ass firm and tight in this position, he thrusts into my hand as my other hand slides down between his cheeks. I lightly press my lubed fingers to his asshole and he thrusts into my hand again with a bit of a growl. I start to rub over the puckered flesh.
"You wont." He breaths.
I bite down on his neck just under his ear as I slip my middle finger into him with a growl of my own. I feel his dick twitch in my grip. He starts to thrust harder into my hand as my finger begins to move in and out of him. I let go of his neck feeling my own need press against his ass. I stop everything I'm doing and in my quick absence Bakugou lets out a whimper, something I thought I'd never hear come out of his mouth. I quickly pull his shorts down as best I can and push him over, his chest hitting the floor first before he rests his head on the hardwood. I begin to undo my jeans pulling myself free from my own restraint.
"You think you're going to fuck me?" He growls.
"If you don't want me to then free yourself." I say dripping lube onto his ass and watching it slide down right to where I'm going to need it. I take my cock in my hand and rub it against his asshole. I reach around and take him in my hand again pumping him slowly once more. I start to push myself into his ass and he lets out a growl through clenched teeth.
"You're so tight."
"Fuck. That explains why it fucking hurts." He says sarcastically.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Am I free from my restraints?"
I push further in and he pushes back against me, so I push back. He lets out a groan before thrusting into my hand. I quicken my pace giving him two strokes for each of my thrusts.
"Todo...roki..."
I thrust in deep and hold it there. "Did you just call me by name?" I ask.
Bakugou swallows. "Yes." He pants.
"Say it again."
"Fuck you."
I grab the rope that has bound his arms this whole time and I begin to thrust faster into him letting my hand around his cock find it's own rhythm. It's not long before I feel his cock getting bigger. His asshole tightening.
"Bakugou..."
"Don't you fucking dare come inside me, you fucking bastard, I will fucking kill you!"
"But you feel so good."
I begin to concentrate on jerking him off and allowing him to push back into me. I'm reaching my limit and if I go before he does he'll never forgive me. I reach up grabbing him by the hair, pulling him up so his back is against my chest. He lets out a pained yell. I wrap my fingers around his neck turning his head so my lips would be on his ear. This whole time I had kept up on stroking and thrusting but now I take it into over drive.
"You're going to come and then I'm going to come inside your ass." I say in a commanding voice.
"Fuck." Is all he says as come begins to shoot onto the floor.
Around the second shot I let go myself, thrusting into him as deep as his body would allow, coming.
I lean Bakugou forward letting him lay on the floor. He's panting hard as am I, but I know that after all the heavy breathing all he'd have to do is let his arms relax and turn his wrists in the right manner and he'd be free. I did not want to still be inside him when that happened. He may have let me fuck him but that didn't mean shit. I pull out getting up and heading to the bathroom. I hurry and clean myself up, fixing my jeans and grabbing a towel for Bakugou. By the time I get back to where he is laying, he has fallen to his side. His arms are free, bruises have started to form where the rope had sat.
"I told you all you had to do was breath. Breathing deeply loosens your muscles then by simply exhaling all the air out of your lungs, relaxing your arms and turning your wrists in just the right way allows you enough room to wiggle out."
"Yeah well you fucking better be gone before I get my fucking legs undone."
I smile.
...
After I left I didn't see Bakugou the rest of the weekend and when monday morning rolled around he waited until the last minute before the bell rang to walk into class. His arms still bruised but he wasn't the only one. The whole class seemed to be sporting some form of bruise bracelets.
"Alright class this is how it's going to go down. You'll be paired up with some one who wasn't your partner and we will take the test. I have been told that I can't fail you completely for not being able to get out of your restraints or for how you tie someone up so you'll be graded on how fast you can get out as well as your difficulty level of knot tying." Sensei explains.
I watch as the first pair gets called up and I know I am suppose to be paying attention to the two at the front of the class but my eyes keep wondering to Bakugou wondering what he's thinking.
"Todoroki you and Kaminari are next." Sensei says bringing my attention back to the front of the class.
I stand up and walk up to the front, Kaminari meets me up there.
"You go first." I nod.
"Ok."
I pay close attention to how Kaminari is wrapping the rope around my wrists and then my ankles. Simple easy knots and he's not pulling it tight.
"You have to pull them tighter."
"You're not suppose to tell the villains how to tie you up Todoroki."
"Sorry Sensei."
But Kaminari catches on and begins to pull them tighter. When he is done all I have to do was twist my wrists and slide one hand out. I push the remaining rope off my other hand and begin untying my ankles.
"And he's free." Sensei confirms as I hold up the rope. "Your turn Todoroki."
I go for a much easer knot configuration but one I know he wont be able to get out of. Again I tie each wrist individually and doing the same with the ankles. When I'm done I walk back to my seat catching an eye shift from Bakugou before I sit down. So he was paying attention.
I and the whole class watch as Kaminari struggles in his restraints, ten minutes pass and Sensei calls it. "Todoroki passes. Go sit down and keep working on it Kaminari."
A couple of more pairs go but I don't pay attention to them either. Then I hear, "Bakugou you and Kirishima are next." I look up to the front.
"I'll tie you up first, give you more time to get out." Kirishima says with a smirk.
"Bring it."
I have to hold back a laugh when I see Kirishima step back to show what he had done.
"Are you fucking serious. This is fucking pathetic." Bakugou says as he starts to wiggle his way out.
"No way those were my best knots."
"My turn."
I watch as Bakugou begins to tie Kirishima as I had taught him, except this time when he pulled the rope tight to connect the hands to the ankles Kirishima lands on his face. Bakugou steps back and watches as Kirishima starts to struggle.
"You pass. Take Kirishima to his seat. " Sensei says.
The rest of class goes by quickly as does the rest of the morning. When we're dismissed for lunch I take my time walking to the cafeteria, walking by the bathrooms I'm suddenly blind sided. I feel a hand around my throat and I'm being pulled backward into the bathroom. My back is slammed up against the bathroom door as I hear the lock slide into place. I focus on who's in front of me and I'm not surprised.
Bakugou leans in putting his lips next to my ear. "I maybe your bitch when you have fucking restraints on your side, but when I'm free you'll be the one fucking submitting."
His hand is still against my throat fingers tightening as he pulls back and presses his lips to mine. I'm surprised when he pushes his tongue into my mouth. His other hand is suddenly against my growing erection, pressing hard through my school uniform. I break the kiss to breath and his mouth moves down to my neck, using his leverage on my neck to angle my head so he can do as he pleases. His fingers start to work the fasteners at my pants and his hand is shoved down the front. He grips me hard and starts stroking. His other hand releases my neck and moves down to lift my shirt, his thumb brushing over my nipple I instinctually thrust into his hand and he pulls back from my neck to look at me.
"You like that shit?"
I just look at him.
He leans down and puts his mouth to my nipple and I shudder.
"Fuck Icy-Hot your just like a girl."
"Fuck you Bakugou."
"Not this fucking time. This time you'll be the one getting fucked."
He removes his hand from my cock and reaches up taking me by the back of the neck and pulling me forward until I'm standing in front of the sinks. He pushes me down so my upper half is against the cold stone and pulls down my pants exposing me.
"Don't worry I brought this from my place, you left it there the other night."
I look up into the mirror and see the tube of lube. He opens it and squeezes some onto my ass, using his fingers to smear it around. One of his fingers begins to enter me and I breath out harshly.
"Fuck your tight."
"What were you expecting?" I breath.
He pushes in a second finger and I cry out.
"You know it took me the rest of the fucking weekend to get your fucking come out of me."
"Missing it?"
He grabs my hair. "You better fucking stay warm for this, don't go using your fucking ice to freeze me, you hear me Icy-Hot?"
He lets go of my hair and starts to undo his pants. I feel him against me rubbing the lube up and down my ass. I push against him and he stops and begins to enter me. I grip the edge of the counter and close my eyes.
"Oh fuck, your tighter then I thought."
"Bakugou." I warn.
He reaches around and takes ahold of my cock and begins to jerk. I loosen a bit at the added sensation and he's able to slide in with less resistance. I'm already panting as he begins to thrust slowly in and out.
"Fuck." Bakugou groans.
He starts to speed up his motion with his hand and it's causing me to thrust my hips. He speeds up his own thrusts and we find a quick rhythm that has me moaning.
"Come. Fuck Todoroki, if you don't I will." He growls.
"You will anyway." I cry out as I push back into him hard.
"Aw... Fuck... You..."
I feel him come inside me as he continues to pump me quicker. I come seconds later. He lays against my back trying to catch his breath.
"This means nothing." He pants.
"What?" I ask, not knowing what he means by that.
"This..." his thrusts his half erect cock into me once more, "...does not mean we are fucking dating or that I'm your fucking boyfriend or any fucking thing like that."
He pulls out and takes a few paper towels from the dispenser, and begins to clean himself up. I stand up and make my way into one of the stales to do my own cleaning up. I hear the water turn on for the sink and then the towel dispenser once more.
"Wednesday." Theres no question in his voice.
"I'll bring the rope." I say.
"Fuck you."
