Watch the Queen Conquer

by catattemptswriting

Uraraka's brown eyes comically widened as Kirishima and Bakugou rose, blocking out the moon's light as they casted their shadow on her. Their expressions conveyed mirth, red eyes seizing her in place as she gaped. "I almost feel bad for you, Ochako." An uncontrollable shiver went through her body. "You're ours." [KIRIKACCHAKO] [DRAGON MATES AU] [SMUT]

2. Chapter 2

"Now boys, I say it's time we get serious."

Even her goddamn voice was cute although it took on a sickly sweet tone that chimed pleasantly in their ears. It was the first time they heard her talk, and Kirishima loved the cocky lull of her voice, finding himself enthralled. Bakugou took interest in her unwavering confidence. They both knew they'd soon grow addicted to the sound of her voice and her defiant attitude. The Dragon Lords couldn't wait to wipe off that smirk on her face, excited to show her just who exactly she was dealing with.

But much to Bakugou and Kirishima's annoyance, a raspy yell interrupted their mate's melodic tone.

"Uraraka!" The brunette's smirk dropped as she turned back to look at her commander, an old man with a black eyepatch covering his left eye. The grey hair tied in a ponytail swayed madly as he exclaimed, "Hurry up and kill them already!"

Bakugou and Kirishima leered over at him from where they stood, immensely irritated that he was interrupting their fight. While Bakugou was raging on the inside, because how dare the bastard command their mate. He didn't have any fucking right. Kirishima was irked, but perceptive enough to notice the name the old fucker used to call their mate.

"Uraraka, huh?" Kirishima's eyes shifted back to the small girl and tried her name out loud, voice husky under the strain against gravity. He watched smugly as a visible shiver shook through her body. Even she looked shocked as her own reaction. He pushed on. "What are you, Little One? To be able to control magic like that." Kirishima asked curiously. "A mage? Or maybe like us, a dragon?"

The brunette puffed up her cheeks to hide that she was visibly startled at being called out, which Bakugou snorted at as her face puffed. She really was a round face.

For Uraraka, excitement was buzzing through her at the look her mates gave her. And if having two mates wasn't mind-boggling enough, judging by the vast amount of pure power radiating off of them, she had an inkling that they weren't regular mythical creatures.

The thought of them being the legendary Dragon Lords passed by earlier, but she shut down that idea without question. The Dragon Lords would have easily beaten her by now. Well, she would assume so anyways. The rumours always said that they were an unstoppable, merciless force.

But still, what were the odds? God, she was so excited, Dragon Lords or not. These were her mates! She could sense it through the overpowering smell of earth and rain, and something like burnt, sweet caramel. She's never met any other dragons in her life and now two of them were her mates!

She didn't dwell much on how unbelievable meeting them here was. This was her chance to escape.

But Uraraka's excitement was short lived when her commander called out to her again, threateningly. "Are you deaf? I told you to kill them!"

She gritted her teeth. Ever since her old commander was promoted, she had this butthole to deal with. He was extraordinarily arrogant but he was knowledgeable in the lines of battle. But the savage growls rippling through the air by her mates successfully got across what she was feeling.

She was caged nearly her entire life. Ever since Uraraka lost everything, and came to the human village for work. But she should've known that the minute they found out what she was, a gravity using dragon, that they'd capture her and use her to their advantage.

Uraraka was young and naïve. She thought she could trust them.

Her hands reached up to her throat. The pads of her finger running over the cold metal against her neck, trailing to skim the short chain that fell to reach the tops of her breasts. She wrapped her fingers around the collar, squeezing tight.

This was the evidence that some humans couldn't be trusted. The key word, some. Not all humans were bad, and not all mystical creatures were good. It was a soulless witch that attacked her village and halted her pleasant childhood, and once she was enslaved by the humans, it was also other humans that gave her a spark of hope. Deku and Iida made sure of it by becoming people she could turn to during her darkest times.

Uraraka was about to drop her hand from the collar, but she felt in electrifying current from the metal spark to life. Her eyes grew wide in panic and her mates took notice.

Oh god no. She felt the zap to her neck and squealed in agony, the current shocked pain to her every nerve. A vicious growl ripped through the two men as she screamed. The shrill noise shot red hot fury through the Dragon Lords.

Unbeknownst to her, the two eyed each other, communicating with hurried head movements to formulate a plan without saying a word. Kirishima's tilted his head towards Uraraka urgently, and Bakugou returned with a curt nod, before flicking his eyes to the annoying humans.

"You will be punished for not obeying my commands. To think we were kind enough to give you your control back." The old man barked, holding up a tiny device in his hands with a small switch. As she surrendered to her knees, her eyes darted towards her commander. This idiot…!

He was an idiot, for many reasons. One, because he distracted her, she couldn't use her powers to the full extent and the force of gravity returned to normal to her mates. The two rose up to their feet, furious as she collapsed onto the ground to curl in on herself, screeching up to the gods. It was clear that Bakugou and Kirishima were done playing around.

They were going to erase these humans from the face of the Earth.

And two, she had a feeling that they weren't going to leave without her. And to do that, all they had to was eradicate the one person controlling her; the old fart that was her commander and an idiot as he held the small remote in his hands.

Bakugou wanted torture the man, his thoughts becoming murderous. His hands sparked to life. Cold eyes zeroed in on the stupid fucker. It just reaffirmed the fact that all humans were stupid, to expose such a clear weakness to their opponent.

Bakugou immediately sprung towards the commander at a blinding speed, explosions accelerating his body towards the old man. It was evident the human realized his mistake as his face morphed from fury to fear. But the old fucker was the commander of his squad for a reason. Thinking fast, he switched off the electrocution in Uraraka's collar, before clicking another button.

Uraraka felt her conscious slink away, being sucked like a vacuum behind an invisible wall in her mind. She knew this feeling and her panic rose, scrambling to fight the force squirming around in her head but once again, she failed. Her brown eyes became void of any emotion.

They took away her self control, and commanded her body like a puppet.

"Save me!" Her commander screamed as he took out his shield to defend himself.

As Bakugou's fist closed in on the old fucker's face, unexpectedly, Uraraka popped up in front of him. His eyes widened as the explosions momentarily seized in his hand.

In a split second his red eyes sharpened. His mate was strong, there was no point in holding back.

The explosion lit up again, and hit her square against her arms as she lifted them to block herself. She flew back, yelping as she flung through the air. The wind blew back the small army of humans as they backed farther away from the fight, unsure whether to fight or not without their commander's orders.

The commander surprisingly stood his ground near the brunette, near who the old man considered his pet. He let out a sigh of relief as he carelessly threw the remote in his hand and caught it. The commander didn't like supernatural creatures, but controlling one was quite useful, he thought after having a flash of near death.

The old man watched as Uraraka hit the ground with a roll, struggling to regain her sense of balance as she realized Bakugou's attack was a lot more powerful than when he threw her down to the Earth.

The brunette stood on shaky legs in front of the humans, in front of her commander. She had one command and one command only, to 'save him'. He wasn't specific in his request and fortunately the mind control slipped its grasp on Uraraka's head.

This was her chance. She could use this to her advantage.

Uraraka would pretend to still be under the mind control's influence.

She positioned herself, ready to engage again. Her eyes that were once void of emotion now held fierce determination.

Of course, all of that happened in a second after Bakugou's fist met Uraraka. After she stood into a defensive stance, the Explosion dragon scoffed, amused. Hell yeah she was fucking strong.

"Oi, Round Face." He waited until they made direct eye contact, pleased with the fierce look she shot him. "It's time we get serious." He repeated the exact line she said earlier. Kirishima ran up to stand beside him. To their pleasure, she cracked a smile.

But of course, the old fucker was perspective. The commander's eyes flickered between the three facing off. His pet, Uraraka, was a destructive slave. A gravity bending dragon. If her power was matched to these other two, it was possible that they were dragons as well. There weren't many other creatures at her level of strength.

The commander had also been in enough battles to know their short relationship was weird. It was as if the three were flirting while fighting, not fully taking each other seriously. They treated this as if it wasn't a life or death battle. The old man held back a sharp inhale in realization. Instead, a condescending sneer morphed on his face as he thumbed the remote in his hand. The device that gave him power.

"Uraraka." He called in a sing song voice. Said brunette tensed. "Who are these men to you?" He asked. She didn't bother turning to look at him and closed her eyes tight.

Right, she's still under the mind control.

Uraraka gritted her teeth, turning to look at the ground as she spoke unwillingly.

"T-they're my mates." As the words were spoken, Kirishima and Bakugou lunged once again at the human's distraction, knowing they needed to eliminate that old fucker.

The commander's eyes widened and his lips downturned dramatically as he watched Kirishima and Bakugou prepare a large attack. He scanned rapidly around the area, before latching onto Uraraka.

That's right. She's their mate. Their weakness.

He would've laughed if he weren't in danger. The old man ran towards the brunette as she was getting ready to attack her opponents. Before she could activate her powers, the commander grabbed a spear-pointed blade attached to his leg. He wrapped a tight arm around her throat and held the sharp edge against her neck.

Uraraka froze and to her surprise, she saw her mates pause in their attack. Her eyes glanced at her blonde mate who she didn't know the name of, taking in the fury wracking his body as he glared daggers. When she turned to the redhead, she shivered at how lethal he looked.

Her breath hitched as her commander readjusted her, tightening the arm around her neck as she wheezed. She felt the cold metal against her neck, digging in awkwardly as the collar was in the way of his arm. For once, she was happy that the collar was there, because the tight hold had little effect on her.

Uraraka effortlessly elbowed her commander in the gut and he grunted in surprise. She was under the mind control. How was this possible? The old man thought and went to knee her in the side, but she countered with her left hand. Her brown eyes glinted in focus and spun to land an uppercut to his chin. She backed away as he regained his footing and swung the knife blindly, grey hair waving wildly. She whipped her head to avoid the flailing metal and winced as the knife nicked her slightly on the cheek.

Uraraka backed away from her commander quickly but Kirishima and Bakugou saw the blood trickle down her small wound. They raged silently, but didn't want to disturb their mate's fight.

The commander was getting desperate and stopped thinking clearly. His prized pet was rebelling and he knew three supernatural creatures were going to win against his measly human army. He did the next best thing he could think of in that moment, and pressed the electrocution button on the device.

Immediately Uraraka shrieked again, before he ran for his life.

"Retreat!" He yelled at his men, and everyone started scattering to escape. Bakugou was on the old man in seconds, zooming towards him with his blasts as his mate succumbed to the blinding pain, dropping pathetically to the ground.

The old man looked back at Bakugou, fear evident on his face. "Your mate will die if you don't stop the electrocutions." He said in a rush before chucking the remote to the right. Bakugou gritted his teeth. The ass could be lying, but he wasn't going to take a chance on his mate's life.

Katsuki angrily halted his pursuit on the humans, turning in the other direction as his eyes flitted around. He searched for the remote and eyed the device laying on the ground. The blonde desperately flew towards it. Uraraka's painful shrieks became torn sobs, causing a sickening feeling in his gut he was unfamiliar with but despised.

The minute his hands grabbed the thin piece of metal, he flicked the switch and immediately the screams seized, relief flooding him in an instant.

Bakugou pocketed the remote before dashing back to his sobbing mate, seeing a blur of red pass by him, He recognized it instantly and trusted Kirishima would get rid of the humans as he went towards Uraraka.

His heart thudded heavily in his chest as he watched the girl on the ground, blinking blearily at the sky as she heaved air into her lungs. Uraraka was crying hard and shaking violently as she struggled to regain her grip on reality. Bakugou recognized that fading look on her face, and his heart clenched as he finally reached her body.

No, no, no, no, no.

"Shit." He swore as his hand slid under her head, threading his fingers into her brown hair as the accompanying mate sparks shocked his body. She merely flinched but turned her head to blink unseeingly at the blonde in front of her.

Her mates. She thought happily, a tired smile stretching on her face. She's finally free…

With that thought, she allowed herself to slip into unconsciousness, knowing she'll be safe. The smile slipped from her face and something Bakugou hadn't felt in a long time filled his body.

Fear.

"Oi. Oi!" He shook her gently. "Fucking stay with me, Round Face!" Bakugou felt Uraraka fall limp in his arms and his panic skyrocketed. "URARAKA!" He yelled urgently.

Kirishima heard the unfamiliar fearful tone in Bakugou's voice, and distractedly, he stood on top of the commander. He wanted to destroy this man, torture him until his voice became hoarse, but he wanted to get back to Uraraka as fast as possible. With a foot on top of the old fucker's head, a sickening crunch stopped the sobbed pleas that infuriated the Earth dragon.

He rushed towards Bakugou and saw him cradling the brunette in his arms, and immediately assumed the worse. Kirishima ran towards his two mates before looking at a passed out Uraraka, heart beating wildly.

"Is she-?" He started, before seeing her chest rise and fall ever so slightly. Kirishima sighed as the weight of the world dispersed from his shoulders. "She's okay." He confirmed to himself out loud, reassuring both himself and Bakugou.

Sure, they both knew that if Uraraka could handle the two of them fighting her, that meant she was fucking tough. She could pull through. And if her condition was any worse, her mates would be able to recognize her fading life through the mate bond. There were no signs that something was off other than her unconsciousness.

Uraraka was simply exhausted and was completely okay, but the worry was still there. Heavy and foreign to the Dragon Lords.

Kirishima and Bakugou were wary of this reigniting feeling of being afraid to lose someone close to them. First their family, and then during the early stages of their reign. The Dragon Lords got injured a lot as they were initially irrational with grief. As the years went by and they became experienced in battle, it had been awhile since either of them ever suffered anything serious enough to faint from. The fear faded as the two grew stronger.

But now, with their vulnerable, tiny but strong mate in their hands, the rekindling worry was striking.

Kirishima stood up, not wanting to waste time. He told Bakugou in a rush, "Hurry. Let's bring her to the Tree of Eternity." Bakugou basically read Kirishima's mind as he began lifting their mate in his arms before Kirishima even uttered the first word aloud.

They were usually clear minded and prepared for the unexpected. But discovering their last half? Their missing piece? The two were evidently frazzled as they began to dash off towards home, the goal to protect the small girl in Bakugou's arms.

As they rushed home, they failed to notice the shuffle as someone escaped quietly, dashing back home to the human kingdom.

"FUCKING SHIT!" Bakugou roared as he held the tiny girl in one arm, and his other extended backwards to propel him forward in the sky with explosions. The blonde knew Kirishima would catch up with him later.

It was dark out but the red glow the trees illuminated helped guide Bakugou through the night. Eventually he saw the giant cliff come into view, with the familiar, ethereal tree rooted on top. With his goal in sight, the explosions increased in his hand and he sped up. He felt desperate. The blonde knew she was fucking fine but he wanted to be sure and he couldn't take a fucking chance.

Bakugou wasn't going to losing anyone again.

He finally landed on the cliff and immediately dashed towards that small pond. He held Uraraka up bridal style, standing on the outskirts of the lapping water before gently lowering her into the pink liquid. He watched in awe as her clothes and the metal chain of her collar floated in the water, and her hair was submerged into the warm liquid.

She looked like an angel sleeping, fallen from Heaven to spark hope into his and Kirishima's lives.

The water swirled around her as the blonde held her there, heart clenching painfully. He was growing impatient as she wasn't immediately waking up.

"Fucking open your eyes, Round Face." Bakugou said gruffly but somehow still softly. If Kirishima was here, he would've been embarrassed at how weak he sounded. He grinded his teeth together as he pushed her deeper in the water, so her entire body was in the pond except for her face in order for her to breathe.

He eyed the small cut on her face, angry at the old fucker for marking his mate. If he could have his way with him, Bakugou would bring him to his and Kirishima's old dungeon. He'd make sure the cunt was a sobbing, bleeding mess after he was done with him.

Disturbing Bakugou from his murderous thoughts, he smelt before hearing Kirishima running up behind him, the familiar scent of a dewy rainforest only barely calmed his nerves. Bakugou looked up at the redhead.

"She's not fucking waking up!" The Explosion dragon tried to say nonchalantly, but ended up hating how panicked he sounded.

Kirishima grunted in acknowledgment. The redhead leaned down to look at Uraraka, her cuts and bruises dissolving in front of their eyes by the Tree of Eternity's waters. All except for the cut on her cheek that the human left on her because they couldn't submerge her face.

"She's fine. She'll wake up soon." Kirishima reassured the both of them. And as if those were the magic words themselves, the brunette's eyes fluttered open rapidly. She took in a gasping breath as her eyes darted around.

With the aid of Bakugou's hand, she sat up in the pond, taking deep inhales as Bakugou awkwardly patted her back. Kirishima frowned as she seemed to struggle to understand her surroundings, looking around quickly before her eyes fell on the two of them. As she registered who they were, her composure completely went lax as she realized, she's safe.

The two males looked at Uraraka with so much intensity that it made her heart ache. Immediately she was flooded with joy. Screw her worries – they were her mates! She escaped the clutches of the humans and was free and did she already mention that they were her mates?!

"I-I-" The brunette stuttered, overwhelmed with excitement as the blonde and redhead cocked their heads at her, their hands still holding her in the water. She panicked and pushed out of their arms. "I'm Ochako Uraraka! Nice to meet you!" She squeaked, standing abruptly in the water as she held out her hand down at her mates. Uraraka watched as two pair of red eyes stared intensely at her from below. They looked…amused.

And then Kirishima and Bakugou rose. Uraraka's brown eyes comically widened as they stood tall, blocking out the moon's light as they casted their shadow on her. Her head tilted until she was staring straight up, looking at her mates smirking down at her with expressions that conveyed mirth, red eyes seizing her in place as she gaped.

"I almost feel bad for you, Ochako." An uncontrollable shiver went through her body and she flushed in embarrassment. T-they said her first name?! The redhead licked his lips, a cocky smile donning on his face as he grabbed Uraraka's chin between his forefinger and thumb, commanding her attention. "You're ours."

The brunette blinked up at the redhead, standing only a centimetre taller than the blonde. Uraraka was completely stupefied as her brown orbs widened impossibly. Kirishima was whirling with delight. His mate was so innocent. He knew he was going to have so much fun messing with her.

Bakugou almost let out a cackle at her stunned face, craving to discover more sides of her. He wanted to wreck her. Make her suffer, even.

But oh, Uraraka was their fated for a reason. Her facial expression downturned and was set on glaring up at the two, wrenching her chin from Kirishima's hands. She didn't back away. She stood tall (or as tall as she could at her height) and squared her shoulders. "I've been chained up my whole life! I'm not going to be chained up by you two either!" Uraraka growled, a hint of her dragon coming through her voice at her anger.

Come on! She always imagined her mate was going to be her prince charming, whisking her away to safety and taking her on loving dates.

Uraraka hasn't known them long but she knew that instead, she got two, infuriating butts!

At her glare and loud exclamation, Bakugou did laugh out loud this time. She couldn't look intimidating with her puffed out cheeks and wet hair stuck to her face. She was cute as fuck.

"Whatever you say, Round Face."

She glared daggers at the blonde. "Stop calling me that! I told ya' guys my name for a reason." She huffed. "Ya'll haven't even told me ya' names yet." Bakugou's eyebrows raised as he picked up on her small accent slipping through, intrigued. Kirishima took notice as well but chose not to comment.

"I'm Eijiro Kirishima." The redhead pointed a thumb at himself, before pointing at the smirking blonde beside him. "And that's Katsuki Bakugou." He turned to look at a once again stupefied Uraraka as the names registered in her ears. She gasped out loud. "Sound familiar?" He teased her, leaning close to her face so their breaths mingled.

At the close proximity, the brunette yelped and took a large step back, the water splashing at her movement.

"You guys are lying!" She shook her head in disbelief. "That means ya'll are t-the…" Her voice trailed off as she glanced between the two of them. She couldn't believe it, even though a small part of her always did. It made sense for Gods sake! The crazy blonde, an Explosion dragon that sweats nitroglycerin-like properties. And the insane redhead, an Earth dragon equipped with impossible to penetrate defensive powers.

The exact description of the Dragon Lords.

"Okay." Uraraka simply said, trying to calm herself down as Kirishima and Bakugou watched in amusement. "My mates are the freaking Dragon Lords. No biggy at all." She nodded to herself.

Kirishima looked down curiously at his little mate. "Hmmm…Little One?" He called Uraraka's attention, and she jumped out of her thoughts as she glanced up at Kirishima. "What kind of dragon are you?" He asked in a way that sounded taunting, walking around the edge of the pond to eye her with interest. She quivered again, but not from the cold as she still stood in the pond, drenched.

She rubbed her lips together, debating on whether or not she should tell them. Well…there was no harm in it, right? "I'm a dragon too. I can control gravity." Uraraka tells them confidently, watching as Kirishima continued to walk around her body while Bakugou's eyes bore into her.

"Interesting…" Kirishima drawled. Bakugou scoffed.

"Not shitty magic at all." The blonde stated it like a fact, and the brunette picked up on the hint of proudness leaking into his tone. She tried to will back a blush. "As expected of our mate." At Bakugou's words, Uraraka pouted angrily. She didn't like being talked about like an object.

By now, Uraraka was sick of their games. Dragon Lords, so what?! She was fated to them, right? That meant she was their match. She shouldn't be afraid. She could treat them however she wanted to treat them.

"If you can give me nicknames, then I'm calling you guys Eiji and Tsuki." Uraraka declared as her head tilted upwards and her hands went to her waist, trying to look assertive. Bakugou snorted, immensely entertained.

"Haaah? You'll be calling us by our first names, Cheeks." He told her with a small undertone of growl. She rolled her eyes at the other nickname before walking out of the pond.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever Tsuki." The Gravity dragon decided to ignore his words and the effects were immediate.

"Whaddya' say?!" He barked, hands dancing with explosions as he stalked towards her. Uraraka was honestly freaking out. She provoked one of the Dragon Lords for God's sake, but she was able to maintain her composure, albite shakily, as Bakugou leaned into her space. They shared a glare at each other before her eyes were torn away at a yank at her neck.

Uraraka gasped as she gazed into another pair of red eyes, the chain of her collar tight in Kirishima's fist, forcing her to look at him. "Ah." She let out a small sigh as Kirishima yanked again gently, only enough to guide her head. He leaned towards her and Uraraka squeaked as his lips trailed lightly over her ear, sending a pulse of pleasure through her body.

"W-w-what are you doing?" She stuttered in embarrassment. This was…this was too intimate!

And to add onto her humiliation, she felt a muscular arm wrap around her waist, tight enough to keep her soaking body in place, still wet from her dip in the pond. She realized it was Bakugou, and he leaned down towards her exposed shoulder, trailing his nose against her skin.

She wanted to shrivel back. To get away but also get closer. But suddenly, Bakugou nipped her shoulder as the same time as Kirishima licked a stray drop of water running down her cheek.

Uraraka let out a truly embarrassing yelp as the sudden feeling, surprised her body could react in such a way as she felt a staggering urge to simply submit. The mate bond sent a powerful pulse throughout her very soul and she felt her knees almost give out.

"Haaa?" She failed to form words as the dull pain in her shoulder and the tingling on her cheek subsided.

Kirishima chuckled, the sound deep and inviting in her ear, causing another shiver to wrack her frame. "You're going to be a good little mate, and listen to exactly what we say." He whispered huskily.

At his words, rage filled her immediately. She wasn't going to submit to anyone, let alone to these two!

With a hand on each chest, Uraraka pushed Bakugou and Kirishima away from her and stalked off. Now several steps ahead, the brunette looked back and her breath hitched in her throat.

The two stared at her, arms crossed, successfully making them look absolutely menacing. And instead of amusement on their faces, their gazes were predatory, red eyes promising destruction and pain.

No, Uraraka thought to herself, turning back to stare in front of her. That 'destruction and pain' wasn't directed at her. It felt almost like…like that was all they knew. It was plain as day. Their history was littered with war and bloodshed. A vast majority of those battles had no purpose that was clear to Uraraka other than for power.

Destroying human kingdoms, killing the Elven elders, claiming the Tree of Eternity for their own…what was the point? Was it for revenge? Did they even care for her, or was it the mate bond forcing them to?

The brunette couldn't help but wonder, for being the Dragon Lords for centuries and causing mass destruction throughout the entire continent…

What exactly had her mates been through?

Uraraka was sure to find out.

And find out she did.

It took a solid minute to get accustomed to their nature. Uraraka was majorly confused the first few times Bakugou blew up and Kirishima treated it like they were having a normal conversation. She soon found out that, that was how Bakugou 'talked'. It was kind of funny seeing the blonde yell, "Die, Shitty Hair!" while 'Shitty Hair' laughed off every one of Bakugou's threats.

It was clear to her that behind Bakugou's rage and Kirishima's endless teasing, they both struggled with expressing their true feelings. They were so familiar with each other and no one else, that Uraraka considered them socially awkward in a sense. The two were completely unaware about how their actions would affect others.

That was only confirmed within a week since she started living with them. Although it made Uraraka red in the face when they told her point blank to have sex with the two of them, she said no and saw how completely dejected Kirishima and Bakugou looked. Kirishima pouted hard and Bakugou tried to seem unfazed, but everything about him screamed as if he was a kicked puppy.

They tried to hide how her rejection affected them by getting angry at her, blabbing the 'you listen to us' bullshit she'd grown accustomed to. Uraraka let them know with conviction that to get her to accept them as mates, they were going to listen to her.

They didn't exactly agree. The two even decided to keep the collar around her neck to demonstrate her place, but she had a feeling it would only be temporary. Uraraka knew that Kirishima and Bakugou were big softies deep down. They did end up listening to her sleeping arrangement request. At least it was some kind of progress.

So yes, Uraraka did not do the do with the two of them. They assumed that she'd be sleeping between them at night, not giving her much of a choice as Kirishima swooped her off her feet and threw her unceremoniously on the fur bedding. The brunette promptly denied the sleeping arrangement, using her gravity to force them down as she dashed away.

Uraraka grabbed another fur blanket and slept away fromher mates the first couple of nights, threatening to beat their butts up if they even tried moving her back in their bed. Bakugou scoffed, saying she wouldn't stand a chance against the two of them. He may be right but luckily they didn't push her.

Sharing a bed with two men would be a big step for Ochako. She was used to sleeping alone in a dark, cold cell. Uraraka didn't mind physical attention, but she didn't exactly trust them near her in a state she was the most vulnerable.

This all changed at the end of the first week. The Gravity dragon couldn't fall into the clutches of sleep, her mind whirling in worry as she wondered how Deku and Iida were doing without her. She couldn't imagine the fear she would've felt if her two best friends disappeared for a week. Uraraka could only hope one day she would be able to see them again.

At some point her mind was slowly easing in and out of sleep as the exhaustion finally caught up to her. Uraraka stared with lidded eyes up at the cave ceiling, seeing the gentle sparkle of the iridescent blue and pink crystals fade to black in front of her. It was then she heard it. A gentle sniff and shaky breaths breaking the dead silence.

Those noises were well-known to her from the years she spent listening to her own wailing in the night. The sound had her heart shooting out of her chest and she sat up in bed, the drowsiness evaporating in an instant as she became more aware of her surroundings. Uraraka registered that the quiet crying could only come from the two men sleeping not so far away from her.

Uraraka threw the blanket off of her and rushed towards their end of the cave, before turning into Kirishima and Bakugou's room. There, Uraraka saw something she never expected to see from the all mighty Dragon Lords – tears trailing down the both of their faces. They lay facing each other but as she noticed their shut eyes and heavy breathing, the two were visibly asleep.

A small whimper escaped Bakugou's lips and Kirishima's face scrunched in something akin to pain. She understood quickly that they were having nightmares and rushed towards them.

At first Uraraka didn't know exactly what to do. She was mostly shocked – the terrifying Dragon Lords who supposedly slaughtered thousands were crying right in front of her, having a nightmare of all things. Even more surprisingly, she found herself caring. It was the mate bond, she told herself. But she shook off that thought. Uraraka wouldn't judge someone until she knew the full story.

She thought back to Deku and Iida, and their reassuring hugs and pats on the head that always helped stunt her tears during her worse moments. Maybe that would soothe Kirishima and Bakugou?

The brunette silently crawled above them, where their heads rested. She crossed her legs and sat close enough where the tops of their hair brushed her knees. Both her hands reached out, unsure and hovering above their unruly red and blonde tuffs, before thinking frick it and running her fingers through the strands.

A gently thrum from the mate bond pulsed throughout her body. It was a comfortable pleasure as she continued to stroke their heads, watching as their bodies visibly relaxed. Uraraka's heart thudded heavily in her chest as eventually their tears dwindled down. She continued the gentle pressure of her fingers and glided through the soft strands, smiling gently at them.

They could be quite cute if they weren't always trying to exert their dominance all over her.

Her face heated at the thought. Well, she wasn't blind. They were attractive...really, really attractive. But she wasn't ever going to tell them that. Their relationship was so new and they still knew nothing about each other. She shook her thoughts away.

Uraraka found it surprising how silky smooth their hair was. Eventually she started to relax herself, leaning her back against the curiously warm, stone wall. The brunette enjoyed the serene feeling flowing through her fingers as her eyes closed, oblivious to the two pairs of red eyes softly studying her from below, and was lulled into a tranquil slumber.

The next morning, Uraraka found herself tucked into Kirishima and Bakugou's bed, the fur blanket encasing her body in a tight cocoon. After discovering that she was alone, she found that she felt odd without her mates nearby.

After that day, the brunette realized that when she stayed up late enough, sooner or later she'd hear their sniffles and rush to their room. Ultimately she ended up agreeing to sleep with them, and spent every night in their bed, fingers stroking through their hair as they lay on her shoulders.

Bakugou and Kirishima never had a nightmare again.

The first time Uraraka truly understood how fucked up – excuse the language, Bakugou had been a terrible influence on her – the Dragon Lords' lives were, was when she first suggested going back to the human kingdom to visit Deku and Iida. After two weeks together, the rage they expressed at the mere mention of humans was greater than she ever experienced from them. Even during their fight with her commander.

Even Kirishima, who often made offhanded jokes and calmed down Bakugou, wore a murderous expression that terrified Ochako. She discovered quickly that humans were a touchy subject to her mates.

And that was when the three had their first, actual fight. It was solely verbal, but it was a pivotal point in their relationship.

"Please! Not all humans are bad, Eiji!" Uraraka tried, but saw Kirishima's eyes flash with carnal fury.

"You're not going back, Little One." Kirishima growled in a voice so deep and eerily calm, Uraraka flinched. The brunette genuinely believed he would chain her up to make sure she never visited the human kingdom.

And when the redhead's anger got the best of him when she fought back, saying that they could come with her to the human kingdom, the ground started rumbling and her eyes widened in utter disbelief at how immature they were being.

Uraraka blew up. "Well I'm going to see my friends whether you like it or not!"

Bakugou exploded in rage. "YOU WILL NOT!" He growled so fiercely and let out such a large explosion in his hand, that the brunette froze in shock. He took a shaky, exasperated breath. "Fucking listen to us, Round Face!". He yanked at the chain to guide her body towards him and bit harshly under her right collarbone. It wasn't enough to make her bleed but she let out a small yelp before pushing her mate back, hand covering the mark as she let out a snarky retort.

"You can't control everything I do!" Bakugou and Kirishima gave her a look that implied, 'They could, and they would make sure she didn't have a choice in this matter'.

They continued to argue and Uraraka took what she said earlier back. They wouldn't just chain her up. She felt that Bakugou and Kirishima would obliterate the whole entire kingdom, just so she would never associate herself with a human ever again.

Finally, they came to a conclusion.

Fine! Uraraka wouldn't visit her friends for now. She vowed to herself that she would show them how amazing humans truly were and how life was worth living if they didn't have their heads up their asses!

At those words, Bakugou and Kirishima couldn't fully be angry with her anymore. Ochako looked adorable when she was pissed, like red bean mochi with a face. And when she also swore.

Fucking adorable.

The Dragon Lords were immensely furious that their little mate wanted to associate herself with humans. But then again, they found out quickly that they had a soft spot for her. Kirishima liked messing with her, but he hated when Uraraka was genuinely upset. For Bakugou, although it was hard for him to come to terms with, he couldn't bare see his little mate unhappy.

So when they threatened to take down the human kingdom and saw her brown eyes welling up with tears, Bakugou and Kirishima reluctantly compromised. They wouldn't admit it, but she had them wrapped around her tiny, padded fingers.

They hated humans. But maybe, just maybe, one day that would change.

Bakugou let out an annoyed and tired sigh, something Uraraka never thought was possible until meeting the blonde. "Fucking alright! We won't kill those human extras, but you're not going to fucking visit them." The blonde asserted.

Kirishima crossed his arms and stared pointedly at Uraraka. "Ever." The redhead growled the last word, backing up Bakugou's words.

Uraraka yelled an "Ugh!" in exasperation. She stalked off but was satisfied that she didn't have to worry for her friends' lives.

Ochako Uraraka then decided to teach her boys a lesson. She'll listen to them for now. But, she was going to ignore them for a whole two days…

Well, she intended to last a week but it ended up only lasting two days, because Bakugou grew impatient fast.

It was dark out when Bakugou blew up at her silent treatment. She was sitting at the edge of the cliff, staring at the vast expansion of trees in awe. The red glow the trees emitted was even more dazzling from this high up, compared to looking through the small window in her old cell. Uraraka could see small, fairy-like creatures dancing above the trees. Hundreds of fireflies let off a gentle, yellow glow that made the trees look like they were being set on fire.

But what a celestial fire it was.

To Uraraka, the view was fascinating. A beautiful inferno.

Until Bakugou stalked right up to his Gravity-using mate, yelling at the top of his lungs as usual.

"ROUUUND FAAACE!" He snarled, hands sparking with tiny explosions, the sound of crackling fireworks following his every move. He had been calling her name for awhile now but she ignored it. Seemed like Bakugou finally snapped. "Stop fucking ignoring us, god damn it!"

Uraraka pouted, puffing out those pink cheeks and crossing her arms. She finally relented. "That's not an apology…"

She heard his signature 'Tch', but at his uncharacteristic silence, she knew she won this fight.

"Fucking shit, Cheeks. Fucking…" He paused in his colourful tantrum to let out a hefty sigh. "I-I'm-" At Bakugou's stutter, she turned to face him. A devilish smile morphed onto her face when she saw his ears flush a bright red. Awww, Katsuki… "I'M FUCKING SORRY!"

Uraraka tilted her head, feigning innocence. "About what, Tsuki?" She almost laughed at the constipated face he made.

"I'M FUCKING-" Bakugou let out an inhuman growl. "I'M FUCKING SORRY THAT I FUCKING BIT YOU, OKAY?!" He raged on, catching the attention of Kirishima. The redhead began walking towards them when he noticed Uraraka was finally talking. "BUT I'M NOT FUCKING SORRY FOR THREATENING THOSE SHITTY ASS HUMANS! THEY DON'T DESERVE SHIT AND-"

The brunette put her index finger to her pursed lips, indicating to Bakugou for him to be quiet. The blonde immediately fizzled out. Rage still quaked through his body as he literally shook with anger from where he stood. Uraraka would've giggled but held it in, instead cracking a small smile. She knew that laughing would set the blonde off.

Eiji set his right hand on Bakugou's left shoulder from behind him, calming the raging blonde only slightly. Uraraka watched as Kirishima bit his lip.

"Hey, Chacko…" Kirishima began, remembering the look on her face when the ground started rumbling with his anger two days ago. "I'm uh," He paused, undoubtedly uncomfortable. "I'm sorry too." Kirishima spat out quickly, and she was surprised when he started rambling. "For getting that angry. I didn't...I didn't mean…" He trailed off and Uraraka shook her head with a smile.

In all honesty, Uraraka was happy with their apology. It had been only two weeks since she met them. She wasn't expecting them to suddenly become happy, prancing children that obeyed her every word. They cared enough to listen to her in moments like these, even though she understood that to most people, it may not seem like it.

Uraraka patted the spots beside her, the pieces of grass tickling her fingers as she peaked up at her mates. They glanced at each other briefly before coming to sit down on either side of the brunette.

Bakugou huffed, scowl on his face as he sat on her right. Kirishima giddily sat on her left before wrapping his arms around her waist. Uraraka was faintly aware that Eiji's arms were larger than her thighs, almost swallowing her up completely as he pulled her against him.

To her right she heard the blonde growl, before his arms wrapped under her armpit. "Fucking share, Shitty Hair." Bakugou snarled, yanking her so she was squashed between the two of them. Uraraka giggled quietly, drawing Bakugou's attention. That rhymed…

Kirishima grumbled. "Okay, okay." And tightened his hold on Uraraka's waist. She felt his fingers tracing the small sliver of skin exposed at her risen black tank top.

Uraraka could already feel her face heating up. Fortunately, the red glow from the enchanted forest hid her blush. She looked down, trying to ignore the way her infuriatingly attractive mates felt against her body by studying the ethereal view below.

"It's so pretty…" Uraraka said in awe mostly to herself, her brown eyes shining as she took in the sight. Unbeknownst to her, Kirishima and Bakugou were peering intently at her, taking in her round cheeks and glimmering eyes, illuminated by the red of the forest.

The Dragon Lords mentioned before that the red hue of the trees reminded them of the blood they spilt. A constant reminder of the sins they committed. It was who they were. It was all they've ever known.

But here, beside Ochako, the colour no longer symbolized the suffering they caused others. Instead, a warm, cozy feeling bloomed deep within their hearts. It felt like something they never thought they'd have again. It felt like…

Bakugou and Kirishima shifted their gazes to each other.

It almost felt like home.

A month later, Uraraka was sick and tired of her mates.

Well, not really. She wouldn't admit it to them but she could spend all of eternity between Kirishima and Bakugou's arms if she could. And Uraraka loved their conversations after she started to understand Bakugou's colourful language and Kirishima's constant teasing. They were always pestering her and messing around (not in that way, you perverts).

Uraraka realized that she would never grow tired of her mates. Not a day went by that bored her.

Kirishima looked monstrous and intimidating to most, but in fact, he was a loveable bean. He always wanted to be near Uraraka and enjoyed rising a reaction out of her. It always annoyed the brunette when he would attempt to join her in the bath, or tickle her until she was a laughing wreck, or crush her into a hug until she could barely breath.

Sure, the redhead had his cute side, but she knew why he was one half of the Dragon Lords. Sometimes when they went hunting, Uraraka would see him switch into a menacing predator. Kirishima created elaborate traps to capture animals and make the creature suffer a painful death. He was almost unrecognizable as he walked up to an ensnared deer, the animal wailing in pain as its hind legs were…crushed from the use of his rocks, and then…ripped off. He then easily stuck his hand through the deer's chest, ripping out its heart with a smiling face.

He would then turn to look at Uraraka, blood dripping down his forearm to pool into droplets at his elbow, staining the ground a dark red. Kirishima seemingly expected her to praise him at his catch. Uraraka was preparing herself for this…she knew their past was gruesome. In the end, hunting was the least grim thing they could do.

Uraraka didn't know if she could handle finding out about their past, but she would listen and try to understand.

Bakugou was harder to comprehend at first since he was always yelling or scoffing. But later, Uraraka found it easy to see where the Explosion dragon was coming from. Unlike Kirishima, Bakugou wore his heart on his sleeve. He struggled with expressing himself but he would eventually blow up and his raging wasn't difficult to decipher.

Kirishima on the other hand, was slick with his words. He was much more guarded and knew how to switch the topic seamlessly when he didn't want to talk about something.

Compliments and normal, productive conversations were rare from Bakugou, but Uraraka discovered he showed his affection through actions, even more so than Kirishima. He liked to rest his head on top of Uraraka's and had an obsession with marking her with his scent.

She only found out about his scenting when she teased him about always touching her, and he eventually blew up and told her why. He always nuzzled her body, especially when they were cuddling in bed, and he definitely had a thing for biting.

Uraraka lost count on how many small bite marks littered her body. And of course, Kirishima enjoyed licking her, as infuriating as it was, just to rile her up.

Not to mention that with every fight they got in, they always tried to remind her of her place by pulling at the fucking, goddamn (again, Bakugou has been a terrible influence on her) chain and collar around her neck. They still fucking refuse to take it off of her, but one day, she'll make them see her as their complete equal.

Anyway, Uraraka was getting bored of constantly training with them. Well, she wasn't exactly bored. It was more like Uraraka's entire being was feeling immense fatigue after dealing with her mates for almost two months straight. The Tree of Eternity could heal her bruises and cuts, but it couldn't wipe away her mental exhaustion. Her mates did not hold back at all.

It was fun hunting with them for food and showing Bakugou and Kirishima her hobbies. She loved singing and arts and crafts. Uraraka found that singing was a quick way to shut them up. She tried to hide the fact that she noticed, but her heart always fluttered at how enraptured they look every time she hummed a little tune from her childhood.

It was also fun teaching her mates what plants and berries could be used as paint, and it was hilarious seeing Kirishima attempt to draw. He somehow made a dragon look like potato. And Bakugou of course, picked up a brush and was a natural at drawing, creating elaborate paintings and even a picture of Uraraka that had her flushing red. How on Earth did he make her look so realistic? And pretty?

But even that couldn't keep her entertained for long. She wanted to explore the outside world! She'd never really got a chance too while she was chained up in the human kingdom. Uraraka would only ever go outside to train her powers and combat skills.

So then Uraraka came to ask them, filled with giddy energy.

"Can we please go on an adventure? I wanna go exploring! Oh, oh, and can I meet your friends?"

And that was also how Uraraka discovered that her Dragon Lords had no friends whatsoever.

At first she laughed. But then, she considered that fact. It made sense now that she thought about it. They were terrifying from an outside point of view. There was not a single good story about them. And that to Uraraka, was just sad.

So she pulled out her best pouty face and told them she wanted friends. Not human friends, because they would blow up for sure, and reluctantly they said yes after her eyes started welling with tears. Fuck that, they couldn't bare seeing her cry. It made them feel guilty and they hated that.

And that was how Ochako met Toru Hagakure.

Bakugou immediately summoned their spy who told them about Uraraka before. The invisible girl was the only person the two were in contact with who they trusted to not hurt anyone, especially Uraraka.

Hagakure was utterly terrified when she got their request to come see the Dragon Lords. She didn't have any important updates from the kingdom and was afraid she'd experience the repercussions. After telling them about the human's attack on the Elvin village earlier, she went to visit said village afterwards and saw the land in complete ruins. The invisible girl was tremendously afraid.

But what Hagakure didn't know, was that the dragons were calling her to become friends with their new, little mate.

Imagine the surprise Hagakure felt as she faced the looming dragons, arms crossed and glaring down at her, before a petite brunette pushed the two out of the way, telling them to "Stop babying her," and to "Stop acting like stuck up assholes,".

The brunette stuck her hand out, surprising Toru, and greeted her with a glowing smile. "My name's Ochako Uraraka! I hope we can become good friends!"

The girls talked for hours.

After Uraraka waved off her two overbearing mates, her and Hagakure sat on the plains and gossiped. Because, Uraraka had so much to say about her mates. Two months with Bakugou and Kirishima and she was this close to blowing up with all she wanted to say.

The brunette felt happy and relaxed after ranting about her mates' annoying habits. Toru took great interest in learning about how not-scary the great Dragon Lords were, and told Uraraka about her life in a village of orphans. Hagakure lived with a large group of mismatched creatures who lost their families at a young age.

Uraraka's heart leaped as the invisible girl told them about her friends. Although they weren't related by blood, everyone was considered family. She talked about Kaminari, a male witch that specialized in electricity. Mina, who was half alien and half Elven and was the social butterfly of the group. Asui, a frog Faye that was brutally honest. Yaoyorozu, Sero, Monoma, Todoroki, and so many more people that Uraraka lost track.

The brunette felt for them. Uraraka told Hagakure that her village was destroyed when she was seven, by a soulless witch who was dating someone in her village. The witch was initially a sweetheart, but sold pieces of her soul in order to gain more power, and in the end lost her sanity. Uraraka didn't know if her family was alive or not. She was able to escape and went to the human kingdom to find someone to help her. It only ended up getting her captured.

But she wanted to live for the family she lost. She would become strong and protect everyone she cared about. And as Uraraka listened to more stories of the invisible girl's childhood, and the struggles the orphans suffered through, it sparked something in the brunette. She wanted to do something for these people.

And for the next four months, that was exactly what Uraraka did. At first she sneaked off into the night, which was fucking difficult by the way, being sandwiched by two, giant ass mates. Somehow she was able to escape. Uraraka visited the orphans' village which wasn't too far away from where she lived. She met everyone, enjoyed hanging out with them and slowly felt like they were becoming family.

Uraraka also recognized their issues. It was difficult to feed that many people. Some days they would be left starving. And they were always travelling because they no one wanted a group of misfits on their territory.

Uraraka brought this issue up to Bakugou and Kirishima, and after they flipped out at her sneaking off into the night, they agreed to let her go only if they visited the group themselves. Uraraka knew they wouldn't do anything to harm them, but the orphans were evidently nervous at the fact that the Dragon Lords of all people, were going to visit them. The very two men that was the reason why some of them were without families.

It was a struggle. Bakugou and Kirishima came and simply stood behind her at first as she tried to talk to her friends. It was a bit difficult as everyone cowered back. Except Mina of course, being the social butterfly she is. Uraraka's mates finally stopped glaring daggers at everyone when the brunette slapped them both at the back of their heads, yelling at them to behave.

"Haaah?! You wanna go Round Face!" Bakugou screamed but wrapped Uraraka in his arms. Kirishima pouted, licking his lips as he rubbed the back of his head.

At the strangely domestic display of affection, everyone started to relax around them. It was clear to Uraraka that her mates lacked social skills. It had been awhile since they've ever talked to someone other than their mates. But eventually, even they started to relax as it became dusk, and everyone danced around a bonfire. Laughing and enjoying a feast that Bakugou and Kirishima caught.

After that day, seeing how unbelievable happy Ochako was with her friends, laughing and talking with the group, the Dragon Lords found it weird that they weren't jealous. Even when that annoying Pikachu dude gave her a small notebook and pen, a gift from all of them. Instead, they felt ecstatic when she was, and the blonde and redhead were curious about other types of faces she could make.

They finally let her go on that 'adventure' she was asking about, and Uraraka bounced up and down for days before they finally took off. The trio explored the continent for a month, visiting different villages. At first, whenever they entered a small town, the minute someone laid eyes on her mates, there was chaos. Everyone scrambled away in fear.

But Uraraka wanted her mates to experience what it was like to…not be afraid of? She hooked her arms between theirs, successfully wiping the glares off of their faces as they calmed down some, and walked casually.

She tried to act like people weren't avoiding them like the plague. People were bewildered, and Uraraka felt silent joy at the pure shock on everyone's face as the petite girl with a collar around her neck essentially dragged the Dragon Lords around town.

Eventually, rumours started spreading about the little brunette that calmed the raging thunder and rumbling earthquake of the Dragon Lords. Before, when the two men showed up, in was a telltale sign of destruction. Now, it was almost funny how calm they were with the brunette standing beside them, even with their scowling faces.

Bakugou and Kirishima just wanted to see their Little One with a smile on her face.

After every village they visited, Uraraka would scribble down in the little notebook her friends gave her. She wrote down every detail about where they were. What were the village's strengths? What were their weaknesses? How could they be improved on?

Ochako Uraraka was opening Bakugou and Kirishima's eyes to the world. They no longer felt pissed at being nearby other people. Instead, they wondered what kind of lives others had.

At first glance, they didn't think Uraraka's orphan friends had any importance. They visited simply to appease the tiny brunette. But as her friends explained the tragic stories of their past, and Bakugou and Kirishima realized that it was similar to what they had been through, they started to wonder about other people. Were everyone's lives complex and woven in other's stories?

The Dragon Lords started to remember what it was like to feel empathy.

And with that feeling, they realized how truly beautiful life could be. Uraraka told them about her life, and they started opening up about theirs. She pointed out small details that they would have otherwise looked over.

The baker who smiled way too much to their liking? That person gave out free bread to the homeless children in their village, everyday. It was weird seeing Bakugou and Kirishima not understand why the baker did such a thing. But Uraraka said the baker felt a connection with these kids like how Bakugou and Kirishima felt towards her.

"What would you do if I was starving on the streets?" Ochako asked them, trying to make them understand where the baker was coming from.

"Well fucking first of all, that would never happen if Eijiro and I have anything to do about it." Bakugou scowled. The Gravity dragon rolled her eyes.

"What she's trying to say, Tsuki-" Kirishima started before the blonde cut him off.

"Only Cheeks can call me that."

"What she's trying to say, Bakubro." Kirishima tried again with a mischievous spark in his eyes. Before the Explosion dragon blew up, with a sigh, Uraraka ran to slide her hand into his, successfully deflating the blonde as he glare-pouted at the redhead. "Is that people care for others. Even if there is no benefit in doing so."

Well, Kirishima kind of got it.

After they got back from their month long trip, they continued their daily routine of training back on the cliff. But this time, Uraraka would spend time alone going through her notes. She created a map of the places she visited and even drew connections between the villages that had materials that other villages lacked.

And when she realized that maybe building a dam in the river just before the town of Cerestia could fix the lack of clean water in Gwenithalus, or creating a pathway through the Dark Forest between Uthil and Poertus would open up trading opportunities for the two villages, or if the city of Oprater continued creating those battery powered hovering vehicles, they could reduce trading and travelling times between all villages, maybe she could support the many people that needed help all over the continent.

Her dragon mates caught on quick, looking through her notes and even offering their own suggestions. In the end, once they felt that she was able to better control her gravitational powers, they let her go off on her own to visit villages, adding more ideas to her notebook as she went.

Throughout the supernatural realm, hope was rising. No longer were people afraid of living in fear for the rest of their lives.

Rumours spread far and wide about how a tiny, mochi-cheeked girl, along with the Dragon Lords themselves, would soon change the world for the better.

The first time Uraraka saw Kirishima and Bakugou's dragon form, she was in awe despite clutching her blood soaked shirt.

The rumours told many supernatural creatures of the brunette that captured the Dragon Lords attention. Unfortunately, that meant some people thought that they found the almighty dragons' weakness.

People from Kirishima and Bakugou's past sought out revenge the third time Uraraka was about to leave on her own. She was going to visit Oprater to discuss and learn more about the vehicles they manufactured. She wanted to see if it was possible to mass produce them and in what amount of time.

She was walking through the forest wearing a small, beige backpack on her shoulder. The brunette had on a white one piece with a semi-transparent white veil designed to accentuate her chest. The carefully crafted frills lined the short sleeves of her top, and connected to the puffy shorts at the bottom. A pink belt made her hips look a lot curvier than they already were, and pink frills peaked at the end of her shorts.

Uraraka also wore Bakugou's black and white sports jacket. He wouldn't let her leave without something of his or Kirishima's on her, and she huffed angrily as the sleeves went past her hand, flopping the fabric around by waving her arms to see how big his jacket really was.

Uraraka huffed again. It didn't fit well with her outfit at all!

And she was going to make sure her mates knew that as she turned around and walked backwards, glaring at Bakugou and Kirishima.

"You guys don't have to follow me, you know? You two were the ones that said I could handle myself just fine." Uraraka crosses her arms as she gave them a little bit of attitude.

Bakugou scowled deeper. "Turn back around, Round Face. You're going to trip."

Uraraka puffed her cheeks, eyebrows drawn together. It was her signature face whenever she was annoyed.

Bakugou and Kirishima couldn't help it. They hadn't claimed her as their official mate yet, and every time they suggested it Uraraka would shrug them off or find another way to distract the two, mostly by pissing them off. It was getting hard not to get antsy.

Bakugou didn't like having his little mate run off, unclaimed. Kirishima would snap the Earth in half if he lost her to any other male or female other than him and Bakugou. And they made sure to let Uraraka know, getting more into her personal space than usual. The brunette took notice at the renewed intensity of their touches.

Kirishima would pull her into his lap, and usually he'd keep her there as they talked animatedly. But now he'd turn her around to face him so her legs were around his hip, and he'd gently thumb her waist as he peppered kisses on her upper body. Her shoulder, her neck (around the collar), and all over her face.

He made sure to avoid her lips. Uraraka made it clear that she'd only kiss on her own terms, and surprisingly they followed her demands.

The minute she felt the redhead's hands tighten around her waist, lifting his hips up against hers, Uraraka immediately drew back as the pulsing pleasure numbs her brain. She'd distract Kirishima with a kiss on his neck that sent an all body shutter through him, before bouncing off his lap and walking off as if nothing happened.

Bakugou wouldn't stop pestering her to take care of herself. His ramblings often included: "Are ya' eating enough, Cheeks? Can't call you Round Face if you ain't healthy.", "Are you fucking hurt? Do you need help? Fuck, do you need to heal yourself in the pond again? I'll fucking carry you.", and "Don't leave here without telling one of us, alright? I'll kill you if you die on us." and stuff alike.

Not only that, Katsuki had a thing about not letting her fucking walk, ever. He was always the one that went all out on her when they sparred and trained, but afterwards he'd immediately scoop her up and bring her to the Tree of Eternity even though she was completely fine. Uraraka didn't want to abuse the tree's powers. It felt like cheating, in a way.

And then in the morning, usually they let her sleep in as they went about their day. She was most definitely not a morning person. But recently, Kirishima would be gone preparing breakfast and she found herself waking up in Bakugou's arms, as his red eyes pierced through her very soul. The first few times she screamed when she woke up to his intent stare.

Do you know how terrifying it is to wake up to someone staring dead at you, right in front of your face? She almost had a goddamn heart attack!

Eventually she got used to it, as creepy as it was. He grumbled at her to shut up and continued staring at her, trailing his hands up and down her body. He was naturally warmer than Kirishima and it felt amazing as the heat swallowed up Uraraka's small frame.

She gave up complaining as he allowed Bakugou to 'scent' her. She really wasn't about to fight with him first thing in the morning, and she had a feeling if she didn't let him do that, he'd soon go insane.

Uraraka was aware of their newfound clinginess, but Kirishima and Bakugou weren't the only ones feeling like that. The three went to visit a succubus village, and a girl named Camie treated her mates as if she were their best friend.

At first the Gravity dragon was okay with it. She was glad her boys were getting better at dealing with people.

Yes, it was a little annoying when Camie put her hand on Kirishima's arm, having a conversation about how old they were and their battle with the Elvin elder. It made Uraraka's eyebrow twitch when Camie squished Bakugou's cheeks together, saying that without the scowl on his face, he'd honestly look kind of cute. Uraraka might've almost blown up when Camie asked to feel Bakugou and Kirishima's abs, not noticing how the two males were blissfully aware of their little mate's seething.

Uraraka was boiling with restrained anger, her face constantly scrunched up into a pout during their visit to the succubus village. Bakugou and Kirishima were giddy with amusement as they realized their little mate was jealous of all things.

Finally, when Camie suggested to take Uraraka's place if she was never enough for the two of them, the Gravity dragon blew the fuck up. She went on a whole tangent and she was not proud of the amount of cuss words she managed to use as she went off on Camie.

In her fury, Uraraka lifted a whole ass tree and threatened to bat the succubus to the fucking moon if she ever dared coming close to one of her mates again.

Kirishima laughed hard and Bakugou couldn't help but crack a large smile, swiftly picking up Uraraka before she really did swing the tree at Camie. He threw her over his shoulder and did the cliché patting the girl on the butt thing to calm her down, and funnily enough, the brunette completely lost her anger as he squeezed her luscious curves in his hand.

Uraraka let out a pathetic squeak and flopped over Bakugou's shoulder, embarrassed but also seething. When they finally put her down after, she went on another lengthy rant on how they couldn't just do that and it wasn't right to grope her in front of everyone. Uraraka finally calmed down enough to see the grin both her mates had on their faces.

Her heart stuttered as she realized, this was the most genuine smile she'd ever seen on their faces.

Uraraka saw their smiles when they absolutely murdered someone. There were times in the beginning where with one wrong word, Bakugou or Kirishima flew across the field and slit the person's throat, watching as they collapsed pathetically to the ground.

Or when they anger got the best of them, and they continued to pummel their opponent even after their unconsciousness.

That led to a pretty big fight between the three on how they couldn't just kill anyone they wanted.

The point is, Uraraka was used to those manic smiles they often wore. Deranged with excitement every time blood was shed. But this time, this smile was carefree and innocent. Peaceful.

Her heart fluttered again. At this point she felt like she had some kind of heart disease with how much that organ wanted to fall out of her chest. The mate bond drove her crazy, but she knew she wanted to see Kirishima and Bakugou smile like that more.

Suddenly Uraraka yelped, snapping herself back to the present as she tripped over a root. The brunette felt herself about to tumble backwards.

She felt familiar arms wrap around her, and looked up at a glaring Bakugou.

"I TOLD YOU, YOU WERE GOING TO FUCKING TRIP!" The Explosion dragon barked loudly, and Uraraka winced.

"Hehe, sorry." She giggled nervously. Yeah, maybe it wasn't the best idea to walk backwards and get lost in her thoughts.

Uraraka stood up out of Bakugou's arms, feeling Kirishima's hand on her waist to steady her. She grumbled a quiet "Thank you", embarrassed. And then Bakugou straightened up, grabbing her face in his hands, squeezing her cheeks tightly. He scanned her face, tilting her head in various angles as he looked for any cuts and bruises.

"Urf fin." She tried to say. Bakugou and Kirishima ignored her as they searched her body.

"You need to be more careful." Kirishima said with uncharacteristic worry.

Uraraka shook her head out of their hold. "'Mm said, I'm s'okay!" Her accent came through stronger as her mouth was muffled. That seemed to snap them out of their worry, and they let her go. Bakugou was scowling as usual, and Kirishima looked over at her with unusual concern.

They never treated her like she was fragile before. They were going to need to talk about this the minute she got back.

Anyways, where was she again? Ah yes, on her way to Oprater. She pranced forward, dashing off ahead a bit now that she regained her footing, when the barely audible sound of rustling leaves caught her attention. She froze, brown orbs on alert as she used her enhanced dragon hearing.

She heard the soft, thudding sound of footsteps coming closer to her, and got into position. Uraraka was prepared to fight.

Something came out at her from behind, and she immediately turned her body to grab the person's head, pinning them to the ground quickly. Uraraka snarled and Bakugou and Kirishima ran up, noticing her distress.

She glanced to see who she pinned, and saw a dummy instead.

"Huh." She huffed, confused.

Before Uraraka could realize her mistake, the sound of a blearing gunshot shot off right when she was about to leap off of the dummy. Luckily, thanks to her reflexes, instead of having it lodge right through her stomach, the bullet skimmed the edge of her abdomen. But it still went through, missing valuable organs but causing her to cry out at the sharp pain.

For Bakugou and Kirishima, it was the night they first met her all over again.

Their hearts lurched at the all too familiar piercing scream, and the mate bond screamed at them, telling the two that their mate was in pain.

Their relationship with Uraraka was different now. It wasn't just the mate bond that made them attached to her, they genuinely cared for the brunette.

And with the mate bond incomplete, the feelings were intense. She was their everything. And she was hurt.

They saw red.

Uraraka huffed on the ground, immediately struggling to stand up because she wasn't about to go down that easily. Her left hand clutched the missing chunk of skin on her right as she ignored the screaming torture.

And then she heard it.

The deafening roars of two, enraged dragons.

Her head snapped to where her mates were, almost giving herself whiplash and her brown orbs widened comically. She watched the final stages of their transformation. Kirishima had already taken on his dragon form, a rumbling growl shook the ground as his looming size towered over everyone and everything.

The red scales glinted like rubies, hexagonal in shape as he tilted his massive head. His eyes slit open like snakes, the single red pupil sat on a black eyeball that would've made anyone shit their pants if they saw it. But Uraraka wasn't afraid.

Bakugou was half transformed, where he was mostly human but four large, golden wings were sprouted from his back, and his hands were sharpened into deadly claws. The horns on his head began to sprout, taking on a jagged shape as the rest of his body morphed smoothly into his final form.

Her eyes took in the glistening golden scales. The bright glint reflected hinted at how sharp his scales were. His tail swished by and hit a tree. Uraraka expected it to be knocked down, but to her surprised, it was cut cleanly where he hit it. His snout was sharper than Kirishima's, less bulky. He was made for speed, Kirishima was made for defense, but they both exceled in battle.

After the fight, which went be very quickly the minute the attackers realized they were facing two massive dragons, Uraraka was brought home, thrown (gently) into the pond, and peppered in thousands of kisses, nips, and licks. Surprisingly they weren't rough with her, but she knew by the uncharacteristic silence that she must have scared them bad.

It was the mate bond, Uraraka told herself. It was making them overly clingy. They didn't truly care, but…

After the quick soak that healed Uraraka in a jiffy, Kirishima brought her to bed even though it was barely evening. Her held her tightly in his lap, more vigorous in demonstrating his affection, kissing her all over her face and running his hands over her body. As if he was trying to memorize everything about her.

Uraraka could barely keep up. She felt his hand hesitantly skim where there was once a gaping hole in her side. He growled, the deep sound vibrating through his chest and against Ochako's face. She felt Bakugou come behind her, grabbing her waist as he nuzzled against her shoulder, a distance away from the collar around her neck.

Kirishima suddenly moved his hands to her face, tilting her chin so she would face the redhead. In her surprise, her eyes automatically flitted to his, before seeing the deep frown etched on his face. His eyes conveyed intense worry. Immense guilt flooded her. She made Eiji this worried?

Ochako's hand reached up, wrapping her arms around Kirishima's neck. He was so tall that she had to arch her back to reach up to him. It gave the opportunity for Bakugou to slip his entire hand under her shirt, feeling the abs of her stomach.

Uraraka's small hands played with the hair at the back of Kirishima's neck, the small pads on her fingers sending shivers through him whenever it touched his skin.

She didn't even know how to begin.

"I'm okay, Eiji." She tried, seeing him form a pout on his lips. He leaned his forehead against hers and she stared up into his red eyes. Uraraka felt an overwhelmingly want to reassure him, and leaned herself closer to the Earth dragon until their breaths mingled.

Uraraka sighed as their lips tentatively brushed against each other, the mate bond sending a wonderful pulse through their bodies, and the brunette let out an embarrassing gasp. At the sweet sound, Kirishima pulled her closer against him.

People told Uraraka to not expect sparks and fireworks for her first kiss, but that's exactly what she experienced as she pressed against him. The mate bond sent pleasurable, continuous pulses through her body and she leaned herself closer to Kirishima, tasting raindrops, if that was even a flavour, against her lips. She was desperate for more, and he had been craving her for ages.

Uraraka couldn't believe it. She was kissing her mate. And holy heck did it feel amazing.

She felt light headed as she pulled away, even though they kissed for only about three seconds. Uraraka's mind was foggy as her eyes slowly fluttered opened, confused. She moved one hand to her lips, touching the plush texture numbly, before blinking back up at Kirishima.

He grinned at her brightly, and she felt her entire face flush bright red, the heat going to her cheeks making her woozy. His smile was cute.

Uraraka's heart lurched. She was so happy; she almost couldn't contain it and let out a tiny giggle.

"W-well then." Uraraka said dumbly. Kirishima snorted, laughing as Bakugou grunted from behind her.

"Oi!" The blonde growled to get their attention. "Who said you could kiss her first?!" He turned her head, tenderly though, and she felt her lips against his.

She immediately inhaled the caramel smell and taste as they molded against each other. He was rougher than Kirishima, demanding, and made her mind run wild. He held her in place with a hand, groaning a little as he tasted her cinnamon flavour against his tongue.

Uraraka pulled away first again, finding it hard to focus on anything other than the high she felt kissing her mates. She was completely hooked.

"Oh." She said, stunned. Uraraka turned back towards Kirishima and thumped her head on his chest. "That was nice, too." Ochako sighed.

Bakugou snorted. "Better have been the best kiss you ever fucking had." She could basically feel Kirishima roll his eyes.

"Come here, Bakubro." The redhead cooed at the blonde. Uraraka felt the incoming heat behind her as Katsuki pressed closer. At first she was confused, and then she turned her head to look up at them.

She nearly combusted at the sight.

Uraraka watched as Kirishima and Bakugou kissed heatedly, all about dominating the other as they moved with passion, much more rushed than the kiss they shared with Ochako. Uraraka's doe eyes widened even larger as she realized that she liked watching them. Was this how they felt when she kissed the two of them?

Oh my god, she was becoming a pervert.

They pulled away, looking at each other as their eyes seemed to look calculated. Kirishima hummed while Bakugou scoffed.

"You taste like Angel Face." Bakugou grunted, but turned his head to look down at Uraraka, wedged in between their chests. Ochako's heart fluttered for the hundredth time.

He called her Angel Face!

Kirishima turned to look at their little mate as well. Uraraka felt like she was going to float away to heaven as she noticed the tender smile on both of their faces, directed towards her.

She found that she wanted to keep those smiles on them for as long as she lived.

Ten months since the fateful day they met, everything was slowly falling into place. The trio were constantly busy. They made alliances with dozens of villages and small towns, mostly because they were afraid of saying no to the Dragon Lords, but soon discovered the benefits of working with Uraraka, Bakugou, and Kirishima.

Bakugou and Kirishima had the bright idea of implementing a currency, using crystal coins made out of the crystals much like the ones in their cave. Uraraka found that the blonde and the Earth dragon combined were immensely good at strategizing and finding ways to keep the balance between villages.

In so little time, everything was functioning in harmony. Yes, there were definitely mishaps and issues with villages that weren't cooperating, but they always found a way around it.

Bakugou and Kirishima have lived through centuries and understood how to run a country and command a large population. They've done it before in times of war, and Uraraka seemed to have a knack for leading with her charms. She was kind but strict, charismatic but understanding. Uraraka also made sure that they were ethical in their ways of ruling.

The three had a renewed purpose in life.

Bakugou and Kirishima no longer lived on the joys of other people's suffering. They lived to keep each other happy, especially Ochako, and help other supernatural creatures.

They both couldn't believe it. In only ten months, their little mate was able to change their entire life.

So here they were now, laying on a king sized bed rather than the previous fur bedding in the early hours of the morning, completely drained from another successful day. Kirishima and Bakugou snuggled against Uraraka's neck, feeling her fingers run through their soft strands. The brunette wore a silk, pink dress that she commissioned from one of her friends in a village she visited. Bakugou wore black boxers while Kirishima wore red, giving Uraraka quite a nice view of their defined abs.

Bakugou huffed, feeling the cold metal of her collar skim his nose. He was growing annoyed of it. Always getting in the fucking way of his mate. He let out a low growl, moving up to give a quick peck to Uraraka's lips and watched as she wore a dopey smile.

He unknowingly smirked at how fucking adorable she was. The blonde's hand then reached up to grasp the metal. He thought it was about damn time to get rid of this fucking thing.

Kirishima cracked one eye open at Bakugou's low rumble, seeing his hand glide up Uraraka's chain before gripping at the metal collar. The redhead frowned.

"You better not blast that off." Kirishima grunted lowly, voice husky with fatigue. Bakugou's red eyes shifted to stare into his other mate's eyes. Uraraka made a soft noise, turning slightly as she looked down at them through her eyelashes.

"Eiji? Tsuki?" She whispered quietly, confused at their commotion. The soft whisper of their names had them both shivering against her. Kirishima pecked her quickly on the cheek before turning back to Bakugou.

"You'll hurt her if you do that." He explained to the blonde. "I'll do it." Bakugou grunted in response, knowing that he was right but not liking that he wasn't the one to take it off her. He reluctantly let go of the metal.

"Get ready, Angel Face."

"My collar?" She put two and two together, and snuggled deeper into their warmth. "I almost forgot that I'm still wearing it." Uraraka mumbled lazily. Kirishima frowned. At first he liked it on her. He found it fitting and a constant reminder of the power they had over her, even if it came from humans of all things.

But now…it obstructed Uraraka's true image. She was a fucking queen. She wasn't made to bow down to anyone or anything unless she wanted to.

"One day we'll get you your own collar." Kirishima snarled, and then paused. "If you want one, of course. Whatever collar you want with as many diamonds as you want. But this," The Earth dragon tapped the metal. "Isn't meant for a Queen."

Ochako blushed red at the redhead's words. Queen. The brunette liked that.

She watched as he moved out of her arms, her fingers falling away from his scalp and he immediately missed the comforting feeling. He leaned over her so he was face to face with his Little One, before solidifying his hands with his power, feeling it surge to his fingertips as rock rippled through them.

Kirishima grabbed the collar, weary to not scratch her neck, and held the metal in a vice grip. He grunted. The Earth dragon knew it was going to be difficult to get it off if Uraraka couldn't do it herself. But he'd be damned if he'd keep this on her any longer.

After a couple seconds, he finally felt the metal bend against his fingers as he strained, compressing the collar before he started yanking it apart. It snapped opened with a loud clang and revealed Uraraka's pale neck, bared to her two mates.

Bakugou almost purred at how perfect she looked. Ready for him and Kirishima to dig their teeth into.

He was growing increasingly impatient. He never had much self-control in the first place, but Ochako had a thing for testing his restraint. The blonde and redhead wouldn't admit to the brunette, but they have sneaked off into the night multiple times before to let off steam without the Gravity dragon.

But now that they had her here, neck bared and so fuckingclose. Sleeping peacefully just a few meters away from them. It was hard to feel satisfied.

Bakugou and Kirishima couldn't wait to have a taste.

God, and the little sounds she made when Bakugou surprised her with a quick nip to her ear, or when Kirishima licked at her collarbone. It left little to the imagination when the two were alone

When they escaped into the night, the blonde would thrust in and out of Kirishima, imagining the redhead entering behind him instead, and the compliant brunette in front of him, desperate for release.

Kirishima could only imagine those innocent brown eyes, the small curl of her lips. She'd act innocent, submit to their every command. But Bakugou and Kirishima both knew that Ochako was the one that held all the power.

Or even better, the two would watch as Ochako lose her sanity, a dizzy smile on her voice as drool dripped down her chin. Eyes glazed over while uncontained moans spilled out of those pretty lips. Trying to wrap their heads around the violent spasms of her heated warmth as they both pistoned into her tight holes from under her.

Anyways.

Kirishima caressed Uraraka's throat with his left hand as the right curled itself in her brown strands, lifting her head up a little so he could grab the collar. He gave it to Bakugou who promptly blew up the metal into ash, the explosion barely disturbing Ochako from her rest.

The redhead happily nuzzled against her neck, feeling the dragon in him purr. Unbeknownst to him, that was exactly what he did, the quiet rumbling coming from deep inside his chest and calming Uraraka.

Bakugou rolled his eyes, muttering an annoyed, "Hog," and grabbed the blanket. Kirishima waved his hand blindly to smack Katsuki on the shoulder. Bakugou would've told him to fuck off if it weren't the brunette mumbling in her sleep, not wanting to wake her. Bakugou readjusted the soft texture to tuck everyone in.

The blonde moved to curl around Uraraka, finding it adorable at how small she was, becoming easily swallowed up by him and Kirishima. He also nuzzled into her neck, realizing that the dragon in him craved this. He was deprived from the spot where he would leave his mate mark, making him and Shitty Hair antsy. And now that it was so close, right there.

Bakugou purred. Kirishima and Bakugou both fucking purred. They didn't think they could even make such a noise until they met the brunette.

The blonde gently nipped at the junction of her neck where he was instinctively wanting to bite into. Ochako let out a small whimper in her sleep and he nearly marked her then and there.

Bakugou desperately wanted to hear the wanton sounds spilling out of her lips as he claimed her as his and Kirishima's, trailing his canine teeth against her neck. An unbelievable want held a vice grip over his body.

Kirishima suddenly dug his hand through Bakugou's blonde strands, pushing him away from her neck.

"Control yourself." Kirishima told him huskily, clearing as affected as he was. Bakugou rolled his eyes.

"Fuck you." He countered without any venom in his voice. Fucking hated it when Shitty Hair was right.

They eventually closed their eyes, the sweet smell of cinnamon flooding their senses as they drifted into a blissful slumber.

Only to be abruptly awakened a few hours later.

Bakugou and Kirishima sat up at the same time, immediately turning to face each other. They grabbed their chests in alarm where their hearts ached a familiar pang. They shared a look of absolute, dreadful horror. It must be a nightmare. It must be.

But the cold feeling skewered through their very soul. Kirishima gasped while smoke rose from Bakugou's hands where he clutched the bedding in an iron grip. It caused a searing pain they haven't felt in a long time. This couldn't be…the impossible couldn't be happening again.

They only felt this once, centuries ago. But this was so much worse than they remembered. Bakugou and Kirishima turned to look over at Ochako, craving her comforting lulls. But what they found had them shuddering in fear.

Uraraka was gone.

Two deafening roars echoed throughout the forest, causing all entities to pause in their morning or wake up frantically. People all over glanced at each other with growing panic as the sound reverberated for a solid minute. They haven't heard the Dragon Lords' warning cry since the last large battle against the Valkyrie for the Tree of Eternity, and that was years ago.

Everyone was on edge.

What happened?

Further in the distance, Mina and Asui walked outside of their cottage that they were able to build after being granted legal right to a piece of land, thanks to Uraraka, Kirishima and Bakugou. The two girls recognized those roars.

The Dragon Lords' cries were recorded and spread all over the continent years ago, so people recognized the sound and could prepare for the incoming destruction. But there was something different about this particular roar.

Mina turned to look worriedly over at Asui.

Those roars…they were filled with grief.