Day 25 - Dom/sub

Notes:

Top Todoroki / Bottom Midoriya

Warning for slight degrading... orgasm denial...

The cuffs bit into his wrist. The more Midoriya pulled, the worse it got.

"Stop struggling," Todoroki said.

It wasn't that he was struggling, he was just very uncomfortable. Granted the cuffs had a longer chain than your standard ones, but a big O ring in the center that Todoroki used to hook above his head. His shoulders burned, and his body trembled.

A cool hand moving across his lower back, onto his stomach and Todoroki was standing in front of him.

"You always do this," Todoroki said.

"It's uncomfortable," Midoriya pouted.

A hand under his chin and he was looking into Todoroki's eyes. "That is all a part of it."

"...Shou-"

A finger on his lips and Todoroki shook his head. "Are you already being disobedient?"

Midoriya really hates these fucking cuffs. He was completely at Todoroki's mercy like this. Another inch or so, and he would just be danging around. A sigh and Midoriya shook his head.

"I'm sorry," he said.

Todoroki's lips formed a thin line, then his hand raised, slapping down on his cheek, making Midoriya's head snap to the side.

"Next time, say 'sir'," Todoroki growled.

"Sorry… sir," Midoriya whispered, hanging his head down, ashamed at how quickly his cock started to swell at that moment.

"Don't play bashful with me," Todoroki said, moving closer to him, hands moving onto his waist. "We both know you get off on this shit."

Gasping, Midoriya felt the heat rise on his face, as he knew it too. The worse he was treated, the more turned on he got. He had not fucking idea why either.

"Maybe my little slut of a boy-toy here needs to be taught a lesson," Todoroki said, his hand back under his chin, making him stare at him.

"Yes, sir," Midoriya whispered.

Intense eyes glared at him. The hand under his chin squeezing- almost too tight. Midoriya whined and Todoroki shook his head. Without warning, Todoroki spit on his face and let him go. Fuck, he was even harder now. Keeping his head hung, he just stared at his toes and his ever growing cock he couldn't conceal.

"You fucking disgust me," Todoroki said, moving behind him, pressing against him. All Todoroki wore were his gym pants- his bare chest pressing to his back. A hand moving back around Midoriya, grabbing his cock with a tight grip, and stroking him. His palm was dry and Midoriya gasped at the sensation. Todoroki only stroked his shaft, not allowing the precum to moisten the grip. Gasping and his body arching the little it could, Midoriya was already close to orgasm.

That was until Todoroki removed his hand.

"Whores don't cum til they are told," Todoroki whispered in his ear, grabbing his hair and pulling his head back. Teeth on his neck and Midoriya cried out, feeling his balls tighten. "Don't even fucking think of coming."

A hand back around him- this time ice cold and Midoriya hissed. He could feel his arousal going down more, then the heat behind him was gone. He had no idea how long he stood there, the clock on the wall ticking slowly, filling the room. Maybe it was seconds, it could have been minutes.

Breathing heavy, he saw Todoroki appear back before him, a wet hand gliding something over his shaft and looping around his testicles.

"That should help," Todoroki said, stroking his cock back hard again. It was tight, but not too tight.

Midoriya fucking hated the cock ring. It kept him harder longer than he wanted too- and it gave Todoroki more time to torture him.

"Hah!" Midoriya gasped, feeling his cock swell again under Todoroki's hot hand. His excitement from before only building larger this time.

"Tsk, still getting too excited," Todoroki mumbled, his hand moving back off of him.

"Please… sir," Midoriya choked.

Sometimes he had no idea who got off on this more, him or Todoroki. He could see how hard Todoroki was in his gym pants as he walked around him, his hands moving over his body, fingers pinching and twisting his nipples.

"You need to calm down," Todoroki said, twisting his nipple to the point of paint.

He felt his cock tighten against the ring the more the pain burned in his chest. He knew if he came, it would all be over. His wrist ached and his shoulders were on fire from this position.

Todoroki wrapping his arms around him, pressing his mouth to his- rubbing their cock together. The friction of his pants feeling better than it should against Midoriya's cock, making him moan. The kiss was deep- his mouth stretched as wide as he could while Todoroki pulled at his hair- threatening the strands to pop from his scalp.

"Calm down," Todoroki said when he pulled back from him- leaving Midoriya with his mouth hanging open, drool falling from his chin.

If only he could.

Before he knew it, Todoroki was behind him, wet fingers sliding between his cheeks and two fingers pressing in. Hissing, Midoriya felt the sting from the intrusion. Two fingers in him, and a hand wrapped around his cock and Midoriya screamed. It was too much at once- even with the residual stinging on his nipples.

Curling his fingers, Todoroki lit the spark inside Midoriya, making his cock spit out precum. Gasping, he tried to bite his bottom lip. It was too much.

"Only filthy cock sluts get off being treated like this," Todoroki said, pressing his fingers deeper inside of him, making him scream again. "Feels like your close to cumming again."

The hands removed from his body and Midoriya wanted to sob. His entire body was aflame and just left there. He couldn't even move his body to help his situation. The little bit of twisting he could do only made his shoulders hurt worse.

Cold ice was back again around his cock, making him scream out again. Where he was on the edge before, he was drawn back.

"You hate the ice most of all, don't you?" Todoroki asked, moving his hand off his cock and up to his stomach. It sent chills all through his body and Midoriya nodded his head. "But this isn't about what you like… no one cares what a whore likes."

Gasping as the hand wasn't cold anymore, but moved up his body and back down. Taking deep breaths, Midoriya had to ground himself. Hot breath on his neck then teeth on his shoulder. He could feel Todoroki's cock slipping between his cheeks, the head pressing against his entrance.

"I should fuck you and leave my hand cold on you dick," Todoroki said.

"Please… sir, no," Midoriya gasped.

"Oh yes," Todoroki chuckled, his cock pressing into him- hard and fast. Gasping as it burned like hell and Midoriya couldn't breath. Todoroki wasn't giving him time to get use to the intrusion, he was only partially prepped.

A cold hand wrapped around his shaft, a warm hand moving over his throat and Todoroki pressed hard against his back.

Fuck, why did he want this so much? To be treated this way. Screaming out, he felt the slam of Todoroki's hips on his, not caring about his pleasure at all. He was a vessel to be solely used. Even his cock didn't stand a chance as Todoroki's hand was so cold around him, keeping him soft and limp.

His body was being jarred in to- his screams unheard. Begging, he wanted the cold hand removed from his cock, but Todoroki continued to slam against his prostate. His head tilted back from the pressure on his throat and stars appeared in his vision. Hard breathing on his neck as Todoroki was relentless on his body.

Sweat slicked their bodies, a thin sheet of ice over his cock and balls. It was all too much and Midoriya saw his vision darkening on the edges. The hand on his throat left and Todoroki was biting down his shoulder, his body jerking madly behind him.

The snapping of Todoroki's hips not stopping til he grunted in his ear, his body stalling, yet shivering behind him.

"So fucking tight," Todoroki moaned, his hand releasing the ice around his cock.

Midoriya felt the tears run down his cheeks, even when the hook was released that held his arms in the air. Falling, he knew Todoroki would support him.

His mind was far away. The burning in his shoulders not present nor the bite in his wrist from the metal. A warm hand massaging him, cradling him on the floor with a pillow and a blanket.

"Come back, baby," Todoroki cooed, kissing his face all over.

"Sir…" Midoriya choked.

"No, Shouto," Todoroki said, pushing his hair back.

Looking up, Midoriya looked up, and the intense face from before was soft and smiling down at him.

"Shou…" he whispered.

One hand still massaging his wrist and Midoriya curled tighter to Todoroki's warm body, while kisses covered his face.

"Hey, stay with me," Todoroki said as his eyes started to close.

"Tired," Midoriya said, smacking his mouth.

"I know… I'll run us a bath. You need to be cleaned up," Todoroki said.

"Just hold me," Midoriya whispered, moving to wrap his arms better around Todoroki, hissing over the pain in them.

"C'mon, I'll cuddle with you in the warm water, will help your shoulders," Todoroki said.

"Yes, sir," Midoriya whispered, getting a chuckle from Todoroki.