Fighting off Instinct

Author's Note: Just a little advice… it wouldn't hurt to listen to "Fake Love" by BTS while reading this particular chapter.

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Just saying.

Also this chapter contains some very graphic details, so those faint of heart please be warned.

ENJOY!

Chapter 4: Dance of Seduction

"Holy Whoa, even I felt that." Izuku steadied Bakugou, running a hand over his back to make sure his partner stayed on his feet. "You alright, Kacchan?"

"Yeah…" He'd barely felt it, and wasn't sure whether to be glad or pissed off by that fact. The only man's glare he seemed to really respond to was Deku's. "I'm fine."

Kameda Reo scanned the crowd as he went into his usual prep speech. He recognized the bulk of faces in the crowd as his regulars. There were a few newcomers he took notice of, particular the small group of heroes that clumped together. He'd known the police and heroes would attend in order to investigate, and was well prepared to give them the details they were asking for.

He'd paid off the right people, threatened those that wouldn't be bought off… and just needed to put the focus on someone else to take the heat off himself.

It was then he spotted the hero Deku. His smile went a mile wide and he finished his introduction and passed the mic to the necessary people. His associates made announcements for upcoming events and products, as well as demonstrating a few through visual aids. During the announcements, Kameda kept his eyes on the young hero: taking notice of his body language and mannerisms towards his associate Dynamight.

It was interesting to see the two interacting with each other. He'd heard mixed messages across the rumor mill. Some say the two fought like cats and dogs on a regular basis. Others say that the two were thick as thieves, always there for one another. From his first impression, he'd have to say they were both.

There wasn't so much animosity between the two as there was a battle for dominance. Doms were known to get territorial, but the way the two moved and vibed off each other reminded him more of a spousal relationship… which was interesting.

Once the business portion of the event was complete it was time for the entertainment to begin. Taking the mic back he senf his charming smile out to the crowd.

"Thank you, Towa. Now that we have all bored you to death with the tedious details, it's time for the real reason I invited you all here." The lights dimmed and there were murmurs of thrill and excitement. "Ladies and Gentlemen, brought here for your entertainment…" A light smoke screen wafted over the stage. "May I present the rising stars of Japan's Pop Music Tour…" Kameda snapped his fingers, giving the signal for the spotlight. "JTS!"

Applause rang put along with several squeals of delight from the young adults in the crowd. A mixed harmony of voices came through the speakers and the figures under spotlight moved in perfect synchronicity. Bodies rushed to the stage for a closer look, while others lingered back to enjoy the unique rich sound of their perfectly harmonized voices.

"Whoa, what an incredible sound." Izuku applauded with the crowd. "They're really good."

"Humph, a bunch of show offs insist they are." Bakugou scowled and instinctively got closer to Deku. "Come on, Kameda is on the move. Let's get in his line of sight."

"Oh right." Izuku shifted with him, blending into the crowd and then maneuvering out so to isolate themselves. Izuku was impressed to see Katherine Hart had made a bee line for Kameda and was flirting shamelessly with the CEO as she'd done to him earlier.

"I apologize my dear Katherine for my abhorred behavior." Kameda kissed her hand. "Please forgive me for abusing my glare in such a manner. I find it easier to garner everyone's attention that way."

"Well it worked as it always does, but now you've left me in a terrible situation." She brushed up on him. "I do hope you'll make good on your promise to me."

"Naturally dear lady," he clucked her chin with his knuckle. "You shall have the pick of the litter. Just tell me who you would like to woo you this evening and I shall set it up for you."

"Oh, Reo, you doll." Katherine giggled and her eyes scanned the crowd looking for one particular face. It was then she spotted Deku and Dynamight and she giggled and leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Oh?" His eyes lifted up following her direction. "That will be a challenge as I have not met his acquaintance yet. Let me go work my magic." He kissed her hand again. "In the meantime go drink, dance and enjoy yourself."

"Gladly…" she winked and sent Deku a wave before going to a cluster of females who were ogling the performing band members.

Kameda took his time, weaving naturally through the crowd, urging people to use the wide floor to dance… gently pushing commands onto the more shy and introverted subs. Any single Dom would tell you that there was nothing more alluring then seeing a needy sub dance. The way their bodies moved and gyrated was like seeing them beg for attention.

His nose caught a whiff of the air near Deku and Dynamight, and his interest piqued further. He knew the scent of an aroused sub, and had to hold himself back from licking his lips.

"The rising stars in the hero circuit, Dynamight and Deku…" Kameda held his hand put to both. "Gotta say it's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I've been eager to have you both attend my functions since your debut as solos."

This was it, Izuku thought as he put on a smile for their host. Time to make a lasting impression. Get Kameda's attention, and find out more about the secretive CEO.

"The pleasure is ours, thank you for inviting us." Izuku took his hand and gave it a firm shake. He may have squeezed a little too hard, as he caught Kameda wincing, but he knew the man to be attracted to strength and power. "This setup is amazing. I've never been to anything so elaborately planned."

"Thank you," Kameda resisted the urge to rub his palm, and took Bakugou's outstretched hand hand to give it a quick pump as well. He'd instantly felt the heat radiating off of the young blond hero, and knew almost instantly that he was a sub … very interesting indeed. "I try to keep my events current for the younger crowd, yet informative and functional for the mature and professional ones."

"Well looks like you got a hit on your hands. You also know how to get a crowd's attention real fast." Bakugou couldn't hide the sneer in his voice. He'd curse himself later for it, but the intense command had put him on edge.

"I do apologize for that. I always make sure I work the crowd, and keep an eye on any subs that may have been negatively affected by my commands." His eyes glinted at Bakugou. "Do you know of someone who needs my special attention?"

"Not from where I'm standing." Bakugou didn't care for the looks he was receiving. Kameda was onto him, he could feel it, and wondered if he should continue with the pretense, or fall right into his lap. Neither option appealed to him.

There was a beat drop, the music slowing to a rhythmic grind and bodies crowded the dance floor to take advantage of the beat. Kameda raised a brow and nudged his head towards the floor.

"A couple of young, unattached Doms like yourself should find some attractive partners and dance. Deku I know for a fact you've got quite a few admirers who'd like to submit to you." He snagged a glass of champagne from one of his waiters and motioned with it. "Go on, don't be shy now."

"Oh uh well…" Deku blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm flattered but-"

"Deku doesn't know how to dance." Bakugou answered for him and downed his own champagne handing off the glass. Izuku sent him a flushed look.

"Not true, I took some lessons from Ashido. I'm just a little self conscious about it." He admitted with a nervous tug at his tie. "I've never danced like THAT in front of a crowd before."

"There's no reason for you to be self conscious, Hero Deku." Kameda smirked and wrapped a casual arm around Bakugou. "We single Doms have a duty to respond to a subs dynamics. This room is positively crawling with anxious and aroused subs, all looking for a partner."

Izuku's gaze hardened a little at the way Kameda hugged Bakugou. Their eyes met, and Bakugou gave him a silent warning to tone down the glare.

"Maybe if I find the right partner…" he turned his eyes to the crowd.

"Marvelous! What about you, Dynamight?"

"Not me… I don't like crowds." He made the excuse and finally shrugged Kameda off. "Only reason I came tonight is because Deku didn't wanna go alone."

"Well I can understand that. I've noticed from your interviews that you're not too keen on getting close to people, what with how your quirk works. It's completely understandable that you'd be scared of crowds." Kameda sipped his champagne and had Bakugou's back straightening.

"I didn't say I was scared, I just said I didn't like them." Bakugou scowled.

"Prove it then…" Kameda took a closer step and whispered low, his voice thickening with a command. "DANCE for me, Dynamight. I'd very much like to see you move."

Bakugou felt the shudder of the command, and his fists tightened. His knees may not have weakened, but the constant glare, added to Deku's protective defense kicking in, was stirring him up, making him edgy. He gave Kameda a little shove and tugged off his tie.

"Fine, but I'll only dance if Deku does."

"Eh?" Izuku tensed up at this. "Now?"

"You heard me nerd. You dragged me here, so like hell I'm gonna let you play it safe in a corner." He snagged him by the tie and led him out towards the group of bodies. Kameda leaned on a wall, and gave a quick whistle to the light crew. The dance floor became highlighted and the crowd parted to accompany Bakugou and Izuku.

Bakugou eyed the crowd speculatively, and he stopped, Deku's tie still tangled between his fingers. He looked over his shoulder whispering to him.

"We've got his attention, it's time to seal the score. Follow my lead, and don't trip me up." He let the tie slip from his fingers, then spun around as the music dropped the beat. He stopped on a dime, his hand pushed out making Izuku take two steps back. "Let's see what you got, nerd!"

He grinded the air with his hips, dropping his knees low as he cranked his body to the wicked beat. There was a chorus of squeals from the nearby women, and phones were whipped out to take video and pictures of the display.

Izuku's face went bright red as he took in the erotic and powerful display of Bakugou's moves. Of all his lover's talents, and abilities, dancing had not been on his list of things he expected him to be a natural at. His piercing red eyes and confident smirk stirred something up in him… it was as if Kacchan was challenging his authority, and he didn't care for it.

"Alright, Midoriya…" He coached himself and slicked back his hair. "It's time to go plus ultra!" He tossed off his jacket and loosened his tie. "You asked for it, Kacchan!"

In that scintillating moment, Izuku thanked Ashido for her patience and determination. The many hours they'd put into making him a competent dancer had fueled his hunger, and he'd taken to watching dance videos and put in private practice. He'd never danced publicly before, aside from the culture fest back in first year. He wasn't sure he'd enjoy being critiqued and judged by peers outside his profession… but the moment Kacchan threw down the gauntlet… all caution was thrown to the wind.

He listened to the beat of the music, felt the heat and energy of the crowd around him, and let it empower him. His muscles tensed up, flexed, his fingers trailing over his shirt as the buttons popped open and the echoing cheerful cries from the crowd made him smirk. Well, at least the crowd seemed to enjoy it, but it wasn't their approval he was seeking.

Red eyes met green, and Izuku searched for Bakugou's reaction to his moves. He recognized the smug confidence immediately… but there was an underlying lust that gave him the satisfaction he'd been searching for.

One for All glowed through Izuku's muscle and he jumped up, flipping in the air twice then landed in a deep knee bend. His legs spread out, crawl-walking across the floor towards Bakugou. His chest pushed out, pumping with the beat and he used that momentum to pull himself up to his feet. He snagged Bakugou by the chin and whispered the command to him so only he would hear.

"FEEL me..." He snagged his hand before he could swipe it at him. "TOUCH me…" He gave it a light squeeze letting it go across his chest. Bakugou gave him a sharp gaze, and the look in Izuku's alone was enough to have his knees wanting to give out. "DANCE with me, Kacchan."

His knees straightened again and he spun back, bumping chests with him, the two grindings and moving off each other's energy. Sweat formed at his temples and he swiped his hands through his hair to catch it in his palms then tossed it upright, igniting it in a blast that had the crowd screaming and applauding at the display.

The crowd started congregating closer, and Bakugou felt his teeth grit as Katherine Hart came up behind Izuku and turned him to face her. The older woman rubbed her body on his, and lost in the moment, Izuku indulged and gave her a spin before holding her body to his. She let out a croon of female pleasure, and simply sunk against him.

Bakugou sneered. He would not be beaten by that middle aged hag! He pressed his back to Izuku, and snagged the waist of a nearby female. He gave her a firm grind and was pleased when she went with the rhythm and danced with him. Izuku's head whipped back, his glare revved high, causing more weak-willed subs to slither in closer. Now the entire crowd was vibing off their energy, dancing, grinding, and just feeding off the sexual buzz that was going around.

The song ended on a sharp beat… but the energy still bounced around like a rubber ball. Izuku caught his breath and stared down at the flushed needy woman in his arms.

"Forgive me, Miss Hart… I got caught up in the moment." He started to release her.

"Oh I don't mind one bit. In fact..." Katherine hooked her arms around his neck, her mouth coming in for a kiss. "Let's get lost together this time."

Izuku hesitated, his head tilting back, trying to find words to let her down gently, but Bakugou had other plans.

"Stop making kissy faces Deku…" he shoved her off and pushed Izuku towards the door. "I've had enough for one evening. We're leaving now."

"Right… yeah probably for the best." Izuku breathlessly replied and waved. "Sorry, but I'm his ride home. It was nice meeting you."

"Oh but wait!" Katherine huffed and pouted as she watched the brutish Dynamight drag off her potential playmate. Kameda strolled up, clicking his tongue and shaking his head.

"Poor Hero Deku… it's a wonder how that man gets any playtime with Dynamight playing third wheel."

"Kameda, do something." Katherine insisted with a pout. "Can't you arrange a ride home for Dynamight so hero Deku can stay? We vibed off each other, I could feel it."

The whole room could feel Deku's sexual hunger, but it hadn't been Katherine Hart that had put the need in that man's eyes. It was quite clear to him now what kind of relationship those two had… and it was just the sort of opening he'd been looking for. Kameda smirked to himself as a plan formed in his mind.

"Here…" he handed Katherine a key card. "Room 3201, it's a nice big suite I've laid out for V.I.P guests. Go upstairs and get yourself primped for Deku. I'll make sure he doesn't stand you up."

"Really?" She takes the key and gives him big bold eyes. "You promise?"

"I promise… now go, I have to hurry if I'm to catch those two." He walked briskly out the main hall. His eyes scanned the crowd, guests were checking in and out of the hotel, and he barely caught sight of Deku and Dynamight picking up their coats and keys from the desk. "Leaving so soon, gentlemen?"

Izuku was breathing heavily, his body tight and the Dom inside going haywire. He instinctively pulled Bakugou behind him and forced a smile on his lips.

"Yes, unfortunately we both work tomorrow and can't indulge anymore."

"A shame, I was just getting to know you gentlemen. Also, Deku, you're leaving Miss Hart in desperate need of attending. Do you not recall my lecture on leaving subs unattended? There is a rising spike in sub drops lately, I'd hate for you to be the cause of one."

"I'm afraid I can't indulge in everything Miss Hart wants from a Dom. I've offered my apologies, and shall follow up again tomorrow, but I really must get Dynamight home. The champagne is disagreeing with him."

"Shut up, Deku. He's exaggerating, I'm fine. I just can't stand being in that crowded space anymore." Bakugo sneered, feeling Kameda's sharp gaze on him. The hot, burning gaze of a powerful Dom.

"If you want, I can set you two up in one of the VIP suites upstairs. You can relax, refresh yourselves, and come back down once you've eased the… tension?"

Bakugou smirked… Kameda had taken the bait.

"Saw right through us, have you, Kameda?"

"It was a little obvious after your glorious display… but you play the game well." He held up a key card. "Room 3202, the room is completely soundproof, and you can play to your heart's content… and I'll not say a word of Dynamight's condition to the press."

"We owe you a debt of gratitude…" Izuku accepted the card. "Is there any way we can repay you for your kindness, Kameda?"

"I can think of a thing or two… but-" he held up his hand. "Nothing for tonight. I'll be in touch, gentlemen." He slapped Deku on the shoulder and gave Katsuki a wink. "Enjoy yourselves."

He strut away from the two and covered his mouth with his hand to hide the wide smirk that spread. Everything was in place, he thought. Now… he just had to execute his plan.

~Upstairs~

Bakugou and Izuku barely made it into the hotel room before the heat took over. Izuku yanked Bakugou against him, covering his mouth with a steamy kiss that sent them both into fits of nirvana.

"Got him…" Bakugou whispered his name and dragged at his clothes. "Told you that display would get us in his favor."

"Still dangerous…" Izuku panted and whipped the belt off his lover with a satisfying crack. "Putting yourself in danger like this… acting as bait… I don't like it, Kacchan." He shoved him back on the bed and crawled on top of him. "I don't like it at all."

"Calm your tits, Deku…" he laughed and playfully nipped his bottom lip. "I'll be fine. After all, the only glare who can stir me up is you. That shitty ass extra is nothing."

"No… he's not…" he grabbed Bakugou by the chin forcing him to look in his eyes. "I could tell. It was only slight, but his commands were affecting you. He's powerful, Kacchan."

"Doesn't matter, he won't beat me." He grunted as Izuku's hand went into his pants and grabbed a fist full of his manhood. "Fuck!"

"LISTEN to me, Kacchan." He growled the command between his teeth, and pressed his forehead against Bakugou's to keep their eyes locked. "Don't take him lightly. Don't be reckless. I know you don't like relying on me, but I'm your partner. You get the opportunity to be alone with him, you find a way to let me know. I won't let him hurt you, I won't let him take away my sub like he's done to so many other Doms. I won't lose you Kacchan."

"Damn you, Deku, always looking down on me!" He shoved Izuku back and rolled them. He now straddled over his lover and licked his lips. "You're talking way too much… if you're gonna open up that chatty mouth of yours, the least you can do is put it to good use."

"Alright…" Deku sucked and drooled on took fingers then slipped them inside Bakugou's star to prep him. "Have it your way, Kacchan. KNEEL!"

Bakugou collapsed forward onto his hands and knees and Izuku slipped from under him in order to get a good view.

"D-Deku…"

"You told me to put my mouth to use Kacchan." He massaged the cheeks and licked his lips as he crouched down. "So RELAX… and let me do my job."

~Sometime later~

Across the hall from the room Izuku and Bakugou were in, Katherine lite candles and fluffed the fur on her robe. She knew that when Kameda made a promise, he always saw it threw. She expected Hero Deku to come to her door at any moment, and had taken her time to bathe, scent the air with her perfume, and even set out a few toys they could use.

True the boy was a good ten years younger than her... but she had a weakness for young, strong Doms. She especially loved when they had some sweetness in them, and Deku was as sweet as caramel.

Her heart did a little gallop when she heard the knock on her door. She lay a trembling hand over her rapidly beating heart. She felt like an eager virgin, she was so excited. She quickly did one quick little fluff in the mirror, and then walked to the door. Her smile beamed when she saw Deku at the door, his smile as sweet and welcoming as she imagined.

"Good evening, Miss Hart. I hope I didn't wake you."

"Not at all, please do come in, Hero Deku." She let him in and closed the door behind him. "Actually I was expecting you. Our contact on the dancefloor positively stirred me… I know you felt it too."

"Indeed I did… and I'd like to apologize for taking so long to come and soothe you." He reached out laying a hand over her head and giving her soft pets. She purred like a kitten and slid in close to him. "I hope to make up for it."

"Oh please…" her big brown eyes looked hungry for attention. "I've been waiting all evening for this."

"I won't disappoint you then…" he slowly stroked down her face and too her neck. He gave it a little squeeze and the look in his eyes suddenly went from sweet to cruel in seconds. "KNEEL!"

Katherine gasped and collapsed, Deku's hand was still around her throat and she struggled to breathe.

"H-Hero Deku?"

"Who gave you permission to speak?" He sneered at her and increased the grip. She choke now, her face going red and her hands clawing at his wrists. He suddenly let go with a jerk and took a seat on the bed spreading his legs and watching her wheeze and gasp for air. "CRAWL to me."

Katherine whimpered but obeyed. This wasn't right, she thought… this wasn't the hero Deku. It couldn't be.

She reached him, her head slowly raising to look him in the eyes. The cruel smugness in them made her stomach pitch, and before she could get a word out he smacked her across the face putting her on the floor.

"Who…" she sobbed it out and looked up at this man she didn't recognize. "Who are you?"

"I'm exactly who you asked for. I'm the hero Deku… and tonight you belong to me." He crouched down and ripped away the pretty robe tossing it aside. The bare naked woman underneath immediately curled up and made him frown. "PRESENT!" He ordered and forced her body to unfurl and spread out for him.

With no care and no kindness he took her there on the floor. Katherine screamed in a mix of fear, panic, and pleasure as her instincts betrayed her. While her body enjoyed the domination, and play, her mind and heart were breaking down.

When it was all over, when she lay on the ground, used and bruised, she used what little strength she had to ask her final question.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Always the curious one, aren't you Katherine?" The Dom lit his cigarette and blew out smoke. He then reached down and gripped her by the hair yanking her up. "That's always been your problem. You love to talk, love to gossip and spread rumors and lies… it's the reason why no man has ever had the stomach to tolerate you longer than an evening of play."

The words cut her like a knife, tears slipped down her cheek and she choked on the sobs as her body lost the will to fight off his cruelty.

"Look at yourself… you're so pathetic. A middle-aged chatterbox who spent a year's pay getting plastic surgery so she could attract a younger man… it makes me sick. I just wasted a lovely evening giving you exactly what you wanted, and you have the gall to look at me like that?" He dropped her and stubbed the cigarette out on her hand. "Why don't you curl up and die alone, you annoying sack of silicon?"

As he walked off, Katherine's head slowly turned to follow. No… she pleaded… please don't leave. Don't leave me like this. Please let this just be a nightmare.

Save me…

Her eyes roll up as she took in one final breath.

Please save me… my hero.

~Ask Briry~

Bri: I apologize if I upset anybody with the graphic details, but this is why the fic is rater M for Mature audiences only. Hopefully most of you are still invested and anxious to see what happens next.

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