It was meant to be a simple smash-and-grab job to test out his new gear. His prototype gauntlet, a bulky cylindrical shape covering his arm pieced together from scraps, could level walls with a single blow. The steel-framed exoskeleton underneath his baggy combat suit allowed him to move forward with immense speed and strength. Various other gadgets were strapped and hidden all over his body and suit, all managed by the A.I program he built.
He should have been able to match any of the top heroes with all his tech; a simple bank robbery should have been child's play. So why was he now being sent flying with immense force across the city by a kick from Mt. Lady?
Kolt relied upon all of this gear as he was one of the unlucky few to be born without a quirk. So when he had left the bank to find a hero standing there waiting, he was eager to test his skills as an engineer and it had worked perfectly. He had been able to close the gap to the hero's surprise in a moment and landed a blow straight to her gut with his gauntlet, knocking her through a wall. He had worried for a second he might have overdone it and killed her; it would have been such a waste, and he had a crush on her. But that thought was quickly squashed as from the rubble the growing form of the rising star heroine began to emerge.
The strength of his gear was probably what earned her the full force of her kick, launching him into the distance as she shouted, "That hurt, you little bastard!" She immediately realized she had overdone it, as the criminal she was supposed to apprehend was sent flying into the distance.
Kolt was on the edge of consciousness. The shock absorbers in his suit had dampened the blow just enough to keep him from being killed, but as he came plummeting down, skimming a few rooftops before hitting an alley wall and the ground below, he groaned in pain. Despite his cockiness, he had been defeated in a single hit, by a female hero no less. He would have to make the bitch pay, but right now he needed to get out of there.
Kolt was severely dazed, but the adrenaline booster in his suit had pumped into him, and he was able to fight through it. Kolt was a genius, but it was definitely not a quirk; he had to study and work hard to learn what he knew. Growing up without parents and with a quirk made the world seem like a truly cruel place.
He pushed himself to his feet against a dumpster. The alley was full of them and discarded trash, which is what he felt like at that moment. His head rang and he barely registered the voice calling out to him. "Hey… Hey… Okay? Are you okay?" The words came broken up at first and he turned to find a girl standing there behind him. She was a student in uniform, brown hair and a cute round face. Kolt recognized that uniform to belong to U.A. She looked about 18, so probably a first-year. They had changed the age to become a hero in training to 18 a few years back; as the government finally grew some sense and stopped allowing children to risk their lives.
Ochaco Uraraka looked at the stranger as he pushed himself up. She could tell he was hurt and wanted to help him, but he waved her away. "Are you okay? Did you fall from that roof? I heard a crash in the alley and found you lying there." She looked him over; he was clearly in costume. A mask covered his mouth and nose, and a lens displayed information on his face. His black spiky hair poked out from underneath the hood, which had fallen off to reveal his messy locks. He wore a suit with armor plates, and his hands were wrapped in bandages. "Are you a hero?" she asked. "I've never seen that costume before. Are you new to this city?" As she spoke, she grew more suspicious. 'They might be a vigilante,' she thought. 'Should she report them? They look badly hurt, though. What if they were fighting a villain and they're still nearby?' The thoughts raced through her head.
Kolt saw the concern suddenly appear on her face and knew he needed to move fast. He sent a thought to fire up his gauntlet when he received a wanting message. 'Gauntlet heat venting severely damaged, power limited to 10%'. This girl was from U.A so he would have rather dealt with her quickly but her would have to make do. He swung out his arm, landing a blow into her side. The gauntlet hissed and she was knocked to the ground sliding a few feet.
Uraraka cried out at the blow. He had some sort of gear that boosted his strength, so that blow packed more of a punch than normal. As she skidded along the ground, she tapped herself to begin to float and negate the impact. She landed in a crouch, sideways against a dumpster. She used her quirk to reduce its weight, and it also began to float. She released herself and landed on her feet before spinning the dumpster and launching it at the villain.
Kolt was shocked at her recovery and reflexes, and he tried to move out of the way. His reflexes were heightened thanks to the adrenaline boosters and would have easily made it out of the way if his exoskeleton hadn't frozen up on his left leg, slowing him down just enough for her to hit him with the dumpster. He was knocked off his feet once more by the impact and rolled along the ground to get out of its way. She spun back to face him, and as soon as she did, she punched him in the stomach. The blow didn't even hurt, but that hadn't been its purpose; instead, she began to float upward.
Kolt knew he needed to end this quickly; she had proven to be quite tricky. Holding his left arm, the one without the gauntlet, he aimed it at her leg and fired off a metal cable. The cable was capable of a couple of different preset commands, and one of them was to wrap around an object. The student was too slow to react, and the cable snaked around her leg. Kolt pulled the cable back, causing her leg to give out beneath her and drop her onto her back.
In his weightless state, the cable began to retract and pull him towards her. He landed on top of the trainee hero, his gauntlet hand wrapping around her throat. "Turn your quirk off now," he barked, tightening his grip. She looked as if she tried to resist, but eventually, she let her quirk release, and his full weight suddenly pressed down on her. She looked up at him from the ground, scared, her chest heaving.
Kolt was extremely frustrated now. He had nearly let two female heroes get the better of him that day. This was a disgrace! He was frustrated, high on adrenaline, and unfortunately for this poor girl, she was going to be his outlet. He released his grip to flip her down face first to the ground. Pulling both her arms behind her back, he pulled a small gadget out from his belt that wrapped around her wrists binding them together. This had been intended for taking hostages, but taking advantage of a helpless hero was definitely a better use in his mind. "You won't get away with this." She called out, clearly annoyed by her treatment. She still had no idea what was coming.
Kolt sat back onto his knees and ran his hands up the back of her legs. She began to struggle more confused by what he was doing than anything else, well up until his reached the hem of her skirt and flipped it up over her head. She was wearing a modest pair of pink panties with some frills on the side. Innocent underwear for an innocent girl.
Uaraka began to panic now; she had heard of this happening to female heroes from time to time, but never believed it would happen to her. She began to struggle, but it was nearly useless with her hands still bound behind her back. She started screaming when he grabbed hold of her panties and tore them off her. Her screams were quickly muffled by him stuffing the torn scraps of her underwear into her mouth. She was nothing more than a bystander to her own assault as she heard the sounds of zippers being undone before the feeling of something long and hard slammed down onto her bare ass. She began to sob when she felt it pulsing.
He forced the girl's legs wide, she tried to resist but she wasn't all that strong and he had the better position. She was now lying flat on the ground with nothing covering her ass or pussy, spread wide only able to wait for what she was dreading. She made muffled pleas into the panties but they were ignored. He crouched down low on top of her. His full weight pressing her into the ground. She could feel the hard cock pressing between her legs, the tip barely being kept from entering her. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head up to face forward. He buried his own face into her neck and whispered into her ear. "Your mine." He then thrust his hips forward, forcing himself inside her virgin pussy.
She was tighter than he had imagined. He was only able to get a couple inches in on the first try before her cunt squeezed him so tightly he couldn't go any deeper. She cried out in pain, of course; losing your virginity to being raped was a cruel experience. This was Kolt's first time as well. Not having sex, but raping someone. The feeling of complete domination over someone who was clearly resisting him was a whole new sensation and one he found himself enjoying.
Unable to go any deeper, he pulled back, only the tip remaining inside of her. If she had any thoughts that he might have stopped, they were quickly extinguished as he thrust back in harder and deeper. He repeated this over and over, thrusting in and out, harder and deeper until he was finally slamming his entire length into her with every thrust. His ass felt cushiony as his hips pounded into it. The sound of his skin slapping against hers echoed throughout the alley.
Uaraka cried throughout, begging for him to stop, that he would just leave her alone, let her pretend this never happened. The constant grunts into her ear, the painful sensation shooting through her each time he forced his full length inside of her, she just wanted it to end. That was until she remembered what happens when a man is supposed to finish during sex.
Kolt could feel the climax coming; his pace began to slow down, but each thrust was still full of force. Finally, he pounded into her one last time before letting out a long grunt and came. His cock pulsed and his load shot out, dumping his seed deep inside of her. She let out a muffled scream, not to try and get someone's attention, but more of despair as she felt herself being his plaything, the warm sensation spreading inside of her.
Kolt felt a new sensation flow through him at that moment as well. It was nothing like he had ever felt before. Could it be? Could it be that he did have a quirk?