Katsuki was home alone.
Something he normally would have liked. Having that time to be in a quiet apartment free to do whatever he wanted, though he did that anyway. It was just getting later than he would have liked.
His husband was stuck working the night shift and Katsuki was grumpy about it. He was grumpy in general because he could not fall the fuck to sleep without his stupid fucking idiot of a husband.
Katsuki had long ago put dinner away, knowing full well his husband would raid the fridge for leftovers when he got home.
The blond ignored the eerie feeling about the apartment being so quiet. He knew it was just his paranoia creeping up on him. It was nothing new. His interactions with the villain had been a lot more personal recently, perfect for getting him on edge when he was alone.
He half thought about calling over the idiots to see if they wanted to have a movie night just so he didn't have to be alone for a few hours. He rolled his eyes at his own thought.
He was fine.
He was a pro hero for fuck's sake.
Katsuki walked down the hall and into the bathroom. Turning on the shower he knew he would just have to distract himself. The best way he knew how at least. He walked over to his bedroom and in his shared closet grabbed one of his favorite dildos.
If he was going to spend the night irritated he might as well get some enjoyment out of his evening. Plus it had been a long month, his husband managing to get all the shifts on the opposite time of the day as Katsuki.
It was fucking bullshit if he had to work with another incompetent hero he was going to fucking start siding with the villains.
The shower was hot, steam covering the mirror as he stepped into the bathroom. He didn't usually get showers like that but the thought of getting his normal icey shower was not something he wanted.
He needed a hot shower, something relaxing and comforting.
Katsuki leaned back onto the toy. Imagining it was his husband behind him. Rough hands grabbing his waist. Pulling Katsuki back on his dick fucking him exactly how the blond wanted.
Fucking himself on the toy just as aggressively as he did anything else. His husband was the gentle one between them. Katsuki was the one who wanted a quick orgasm before bed.
He rubbed over his clit. Years of testosterone helped his clit grow a bit, making it easier to jerk himself off when the moments hit. Though he still didn't feel the urge to jerk off all the time. Years at U.A. he had learned a lot about himself and unfortunately a lot about the assholes he was in class with. Apparently, he was the odd one for not fucking his hand every single moment of the day.
In his last year, a few months away from graduation Pinkie Pie from My Little Pony (a.k.a Mina) who came out as aro/ace and left Katsuki with his questionable Google search history. Really it wasn't all that shocking. When he learned what demisexual meant, it all just kinda clicked for him.
It helped that his friends were all queer to some flavor and constantly over-shared just about every time Katsuki had to talk with them. Though he supposed it wasn't all annoying. He did marry his best friend after all so really a few years of Denki's three AM thoughts through FaceTime, Mina's paragraphs of gossip sessions, Hanta's rants switching between languages, and so what if Eijirou still fucking used way too fucking many emojis that made zero sense with the context of the rest of the message, it was all worth it.
Katsuki had come a long way from who he was then to where he is now. He was more himself, working through his shit and being the man he was fucking meant to be.
He had a long day though and just needed some kind of relief. Something to calm his nerves and since he didn't drink, not liking the taste or lack of control of alcohol, he was left with little to do that wasn't totally self-destructive.
Fucking himself in the shower seemed like the right answer and when he came around the toy he rubbed over his clit until the high of his orgasm wore off. He felt a little bit better.
He quickly showered, leaving the toy in there for himself to clean later.
He walked to his closet pausing for a moment. He shook his head, he was just hearing things. He was safe. No one would dare break into a pro-heroes apartment.
He threw on one of his husband's shirts and a loose pair of boxers and he headed out to the living room to watch TV. He was too annoyed to do any of the paperwork he brought home with him.
He had the weekend off. He would just have to do it later.
He settled onto the couch and turned on one of the dramas his mom liked to watch. Katsuki ignored the feeling of himself being watched as he got lost in the show.
He was used to this feeling when he was alone.
Used to being paranoid.
Ever since the villain took a liking to him Katsuki had felt like he was always being watched. It was as thrilling as it was annoying.
The villain never bothered him when his husband was home—and every time Katsuki would mention it he felt like he was losing it.
There was no proof.
Nothing out of place.
And no one else to notice.
Katsuki turned the TV off after one episode. He just needed to go to sleep. His husband would be back later that night and they both had the day off tomorrow.
The blond even agreed to plans that afternoon when his husband woke up. They could do something fun and get a few of the errands Katsuki needed done before the start of next week.
The blond headed back to his bedroom throwing his clothes into the hamper before walking over to the king-sized bed. The soft sheets and fluffy bedding welcomed him in as he slipped into his bed, sleeping naked was something he was used to. Comfortable bedding that felt like a damn cloud was not something Katsuki took lightly.
He laid down on his stomach, getting comfortable. Knowing that it was the worst way to sleep but it was the only way he would be able to get to sleep without his husband there to be the big spoon.
Though he would rather die than say that out loud to anyone.
The room was dark.
Katsuki nuzzled into the cozy bed and hoped he would wake up to a nightmare. Just a peaceful dreamless sleep.
Katsuki felt cold and warm at the same time. He slowly opened his eyes, just enough to take note that the room was still dark. He nuzzled into his pillow a bit more, brushing it off to be his shitty sleep cycle messing with him again.
There was nothing wrong.
He relaxed into his bed, soft sheets that smelled like his body wash and the stupid orange sickle body wash his husband insisted on getting the last time he went to the store. But there was something else. Almost like the smell of cologne, though Katsuki couldn't place it as his own or his husband's.
This was like the bourbon vanilla body wash he got one time and complained about because it smelled too much like a vanilla candle. This was similar to that, just a bit sharper, a mix of something else that made the scent actually pleasant.
Katsuki tried to fall back into the blissful ignorance of sleep. He was asleep enough to not notice at first the fingers pressing into him, but he was awake enough to notice seconds later when the same fingers curled inside him and Katsuki's body gave into muscle memory.
He spread his legs open a little more, laying on his stomach and going to sleep naked helped with that. He moaned when he felt a third finger stretch him open. He felt so full and the thought of his husband coming home to fuck him awake was something Katsuki was fully on board with.
Katsuki pressed his ass up a little, just to make sure that his husband got the hint, and didn't fully wake him up to ask for permission. It wasn't the first time his husband came home horny and wanting nothing more than to sink into Katsuki's pussy.
They had discussed it before and both agreed as long as they had the next day off or didn't have to get up early then they were fully consenting to being fucked while they were sleeping. Katsuki kinda liked it, waking up with cum on or in him was not something he would ever think he would enjoy but he quickly changed his mind when he met his husband.
Sure, he still bitched about having to clean drying cum off him or the sheets having to be soaked but it was still hot to him. He fucking loved being used by his husband, fucked full, and if not for his birth control his pussy being breed full.
The bed shifted and Katsuki smiled to himself into his pillow, eyes still closed and sleepily waiting for his husband who was getting on the bed with him, lining up to his pussy.
And thrusting into him.
But this time it felt different. Katsuki wasn't sure what it was but he knew something was wrong. Rough hands wrapped around his waist guiding him back onto his dick.
Katsuki was sleepy, not dumb.
He felt sick when he realized what was happening. He was trapped and couldn't help but scream when he fully woke up, half for the stretch of the cock in him and half because of the situation.
"Aw, hush Dynamight. Don't wanna wake the neighbors," the familiar voice teased him. The man was close to his ear, leaning down a muttering the sentence to him.
Katsuki could still hear without his hearing aids, being able to add proper modifications to his hero costume and checking his hearing loss in time to do something about it but in times like this the words felt more like a whisper.
All he knew was that the person fucking him wasn't his husband.
The cock in him was stretching him open, despite fucking himself in the shower earlier and being prepped apparently just enough to fit, but fuck. Katsuki needed to figure something out, there was no way he wanted to get anything from the shitty villain.
He was fully fucking awake now and reaching for the nightstand only to notice his phone missing. Blood Riot must not have been as much of an idiot as he thought he was.
"Come on Dynamight, make those little sounds again. Like you did when my fingers were in you."
Katsuki was going to throw up. How could he not have fucking noticed a villain got into his apartment?! He was paranoid all night and just kept brushing it off to something else. He should have just had the idiots over for a movie night or something so he didn't have to be alone.
"You're a lame-ass villain what could your shitty dick even do?" Katsuki scoffed.
And two things were clear that was not true, the dick was fucking big. Katsuki had never felt so fucking full. He had to bite back a gasp when Blood Riot fucked back into him. Katsuki wasn't even sure he could take the whole thing.
The other thing was that Katsuki was trapped under the villain and each thrust only made the ache in his pussy worse.
It hurt.
Blood Riot didn't seem to care as he pounded into him, his dick coated in Katsuki's slick juices and sounding even louder in the silent room. The clap of his balls hitting him as he was used as nothing more than a warm fleshlight. So wet and tight around his dick.
He hated this.
Katsuki couldn't help but scream again hoping his neighbors would hear him, but as soon as the thought came it was being slapped away when he realized he already screamed on the daily. If the neighbors could hear him they would have complained already.
Blood Riot didn't know that though.
He pulled out.
"You know what you're right," he muttered.
Katsuki was yanked out of bed and before he could fight the villain was quicker. He was pushed down, his naked body somehow only now processing to him as his knees hit the floor.
"I'd much rather see that pretty mouth wide open for me," Blood Riot grinned.
Katsuki's eyes widened.
He wasn't serious?! He knew the villain was a dick but he didn't think he was this bad. He wouldn't force Katsuki to do this, right? He was a villain but not a monster.
Either way, Katsuki knew he needed to get the fuck out of there. It could be hours until his husband came home and there was no fucking way he wanted him to see this. No fucking way he wanted him to know how weak Katsuki was for letting it get this far already.
Katsuki just needed to get to his closet. He still had his work phone in his uniform pocket.
"Ah ah ah," Blood Riot mocked him as if he were a kid and about to eat dessert before finishing his vegetables. "You're going to let me ruin you like the good little bitch you are."
"Fuck you!" Katsuki spat at him.
Blood Riot grabbed a handful of messy blond hair and yanked enough to have Katsuki gasp in pain. He looked down at him, his free hand cupping his jaw.
"When are you going to learn?" He pulled his hair again, gasping as the villain took the opportunity to thrust his fat cock into his mouth. "That I love when my little Firecracker is loud."
Katsuki cringed when he felt his dick hit the back of his throat.
This shouldn't be happening.
It was wrong.
It was all wrong.
This couldn't be happening.
He was a pro-hero.
All he worked for was being thrown out the godsdamn window because a shitty villain wanted his dick wet.
Fuck.
Blood Riot grabbed the sides of his face, fucking into his mouth and taking advantage of Katsuki's lack of a gag reflex as his throat was used. The villain's cock hit the back of his throat, no doubt bruising him as he forced himself in, filling his mouth completely.
Face pressed to black pubes as drool leaked out the sides of his mouth.
The villain groaned as he held him in place. Looking down at Katsuki his mouth full, his eyes watering, and his cheeks a shade of red that make his debauched face looking back all the more fuckable.
Watching him closely Blood Riot pulled out to the tip before slowly thrusting back into him. Watching as Katsuki took his cock with ease. His pretty red lips stretched around the base of his cock.
"Ah fuck blasty. I always knew you'd be good at sucking dick but fuck," Blood Riot moaned. "Your mouth was fucking made for dick."
A part of Katsuki liked the praise, his husband giving him praise all the time even during the most innocent of tasks—the other part of him screamed at him because what the fuck. He was not getting just to give in to the villain.
Be his submissive little fuck doll.
Katsuki was better than that. But then the villain was pulling his hair again and Katsuki felt himself whine. He tried his best to breathe through his nose as he wasn't choked completely as the villain used his mouth for nothing but his own pleasure, balls hitting his chin.
Katsuki looked up again.
Only for his eyes to widen when he realized why the villain was so quiet. A phone was pointed at him no doubt recording Katsuki. No. This was bad enough there was no fucking way he was going to be blackmailed in this process.
"Now now," Blood Riot kept him in place. "Let's show your husband how a real man fucks a bitch like you."
It was humiliating.
Dirty.
The taste of another man's cock on his tongue.
Katsuki fucking hated himself that he didn't hate it.
He couldn't deny how Blood Riot filled him so fucking good. He closed his eyes getting lost in the feeling of the cock on his tongue. He could fight him when he was done. But Katsuki hadn't planned on the villain pulling out of his mouth.
Katsuki looked up, confused until he felt the realization across his face. Blood Riot jerked his cock off and Katsuki was unable to move. Letting his face be covered in cum.
Fuck.
Blood Riot grinned at him and it wasn't until then that Katsuki remembered he was being recorded. He looked right into the camera as he licked his lips absentmindedly.
"Oh fuck," Blood Riot groaned.
Katsuki was pulled up from the floor, his legs shaky as he was bent over his bed. Blood Riot pressing him down and taking the time to smack his ass.
Hard.
Hard enough to leave him gasping at the stinging feeling.
Leaving him wanting to curl up into a ball under the sheets like this was all just one big nightmare. His ass burned, his mouth felt like it was fucked raw, and his pussy only got wetter and wetter at each thing he did.
He felt the villain press up against him.
There was no way the fucker was even hard again, Katsuki's face was proof he just came, and yet, Katsuki winced at the feeling of the villain thrusting back into his tight cunt. Wasting no time in burying himself inside Katsuki as if his dick belonged in him.
And fuck, Katsuki clenched around it.
He knew he was going to Hell already what was one more thing to add to the list?
But he knew this was different. This wasn't him telling his grandma's bible club to 'burn in Hell' this was him being fucked by someone who was not his husband.
He wasn't a cheater.
He loved his husband.
But it was late and Katsuki needed this. He needed to be fucked raw and rough and fuck if Blood Riot's dick didn't fuck him so fucking well. Hitting him deep and leaving Katsuki whiting as he got lost in the feeling of being so godsdamn full.
"There you go," Blood Riot hummed.
Katsuki couldn't help the sounds escaping his mouth.
Loud and whorish and needy.
He was being fucked by a villain.
Cum covering his face and pussy being stretched as if he really were only there to be a warm fuckable hero, but there to be filled full with the villain's cum. To be fucked and left dripping, for him to be nothing but a toy.
"That's it," Blood Riot groaned.
He slapped his ass again and Katsuki moaned at the burning feeling. Tingling across his skin and leaving him gasping on the bed.
"Tell me how much you want my cock. Tell me how much better I do at fucking you than your husband ever could."
Katsuki might have been a bitch but he did not give in that easily. "You're shitty cock isn't—"
The wind was knocked out of him, his sentence cut off as a rough thrust hit right into his g spot and all fight left Katsuki. He collapsed into the bed.
He was so wet right now he was pretty sure he was dripping from his own slick.
Katsuki felt too relaxed for what was happening to him. He could feel the fuzzy cloud cover his brain. He could feel himself dropping.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He couldn't drop into subspace, not like this. Now and most definitely not by Blood Fucking Riot. But there was his voice again. Steady and rough and all too fucking condescending.
"Aw come on Dynamight~" Blood Riot cooed. "Tell me how much you love when I wreck your tight little pussy?"
He thrust into him hard. "Scream how I fuck you so deep."
His hands were on his hips and pulling back roughly onto his thick cock. His nails dug into his skin and Katsuki fucking moaned at the pain. Oh god, it felt good.
He couldn't bite back any moans at this point. Letting them out in choked-off gasps as if he were a whore and maybe he fucking was for enjoying something so fucked up. For liking how rough Blood Riot was with him.
"Such a good little cunt," Blood Riot moaned.
And Katsuki fucking couldn't help but think about how much it sounded like a pornstar. His voice was rich and deep.
"If only you could see how well you're taking me," Blood Riot praised. "So fucking wet."
Katsuki clenched around him when he felt a hardened hand grip his waist in a bruising grip. Trailing up his torso as the villain rested more weight onto his back. His hand came up to cup his pecs and moaned into his ear.
"Next time I'm going to have to fuck your tits," Blood Riot muttered against his ear.
Katsuki leaned into his touch, biting his lip but a moan escaped his mouth anyway. There was no way this was ever happening again. There was no way he was going to let the villain live after doing this.
But he couldn't help but feel the same humiliation creep back up. He couldn't tell anyone about this. No one could know about this shit.
He couldn't have the public know he was fucked like a bitch by a villain. His friends were more his husbands than his so he knew they would all side with him and leave Katsuki alone.
This would ruin him.
He could not let anyone know.
Blood Riot bit down on his shoulder, no doubt leaving teeth marks in his place. Katsuki could practically feel his toes curl as his pussy clenched around the villain's cock.
But fuck, why did it have to feel so good?
"Want me to fill you, bet I could do it better?" Blood Riot licked the side of his neck.
Katsuki shivered at the feeling.
"No," Katsuki was at least mindful of that. The thought of there even being a chance of the villain knocking him up made him want to throw up. He knew he was on good enough birth control but there was no way he actually wanted the villain's cum in him.
Blood Riot pounded into him nonetheless laughing at the whining sound Katsuki was making.
"Please," Katsuki started to cry. "Please no!"
"Aw come on. I think you'd look cute leaking for me," Blood Riot laughed.
He leaned down again and bit into the other shoulder, sucking on his skin as Katsuki started to sob. He knew there was nothing he could do at this point. He was too far gone and the villain was pressing him down.
"Please don't—"
He felt the villain stop inside him, hips stopping as he slammed his cock deep inside. Katsuki's eyes widened when he felt himself be filled with warm sticky cum. Katsuki choked out a sob feeling himself so full, the villain's cum pumping straight into his pussy.
Blood Riot let go of him only to balance himself on the bed and pound into him rough again. Katsuki cried out in pain as his used pussy was being fucked open even more. Cum and slick dripping from him as he felt tears stream down his face.
He needed him to pull out.
He couldn't take any more.
Katsuki was a total mess.
His face and ass were red, bite marks littering his shoulders and neck, and his pussy was full and burning at being used again. The villain hardened his skin as he seemed to get lost in the feeling. Katsuki had given up.
The damage was done.
He fucked up.
He deserved this.
He was nothing more than the villain's whore. Used as the perfect little cumdump he was and nothing more. Stuffed so full he would be dripping for days.
Blood Riot breeding him so deep and full.
Katsuki moaned at the thought.
"Oh fuck," Blood Riot groaned as Katsuki came around his cock.
His vision went black as his whole body trembled, his pussy clenching perfectly around the villain's cock as he felt Blood Riot cum in him again.
Katsuki cried out as he felt the villain's dick twitch inside him. Slowly thrusting into him, letting them both ride out their highs.
"I think I'll have to come back, your little pussy is better than I thought," Blood Riot groaned.
Katsuki's body felt like an aching mess. His muscles fell like jello as the villain pulled out of him. Katsuki couldn't help the whine that escaped his lips.
He could feel loads of cum leak out of him and onto the sheets below him. He would get up in a minute when he could feel his body. When his clit wasn't still tingling from a damn untouched orgasm.
He hid his face in the sheets.
Then he felt rough hands spread him open and seconds later the sound of a camera went off.
"Just want your husband to know how much you liked my cock," Blood Riot stuffed two fingers into his messy pussy cum dripping out as Katsuki was rolled onto his back and the same two fingers were shoved into his mouth.
"How you let me fill you," Blood Riot continued.
Katsuki sucked his finger clean. Lapping up any cum on them and moaning at how fucking dirty it all was. Ignoring the dull pain in his back and the stickiness of his cunt he closed his eyes. The villain pulled his fingers back as he looked at the door.
"Better leave before your husband shows up," he leaned down as if he were going to kiss him before he licked over his lips and pulled back again.
Katsuki hurt too much to get up.
The villain spread his legs on the bed. Making it clear how wrecked he was—how used he was as soon as his husband walked into their room.
Katsuki fell asleep. He would just have to deal with everything in the morning or when his husband got home and saw him fuck full of cum.
Eijirou watched as his husband passed out.
For a moment he worried he took things too far, maybe he could have been a little more gentle. Maybe he should have left a little refractory period before fucking him again. His quirk coming in handy for round three.
He walked to their connected bathroom and grabbed a washcloth running it under warm water before returning to Katsuki's side. He made quick work of cleaning the man up.
Pressing two fingers into his pussy to scoop out as much cum as he could. Though with two loads of cum fucked into him, Eijirou was pretty sure the blond would still complain about it.
He rinsed the washcloth off before grabbing a new one to wipe off the dried cum on his face.
Fuck.
He couldn't believe how into this Katsuki was, Eijirou had fucked Katsuki since their second year in U.A. and had seen the nerdy little man who still went to bed at nine o'clock turn into a total cum slut in a matter of seconds but this seemed farther than that.
Eijirou hadn't seen him drop into subspace so quickly not to mention of good it felt to cum in him. He fucking loved when the blond let him fuck him raw and especially cum inside his perfect cunt. He loved knowing he was the only person Katsuki trusted like that.
Once he was fully clean Eijirou made work of cleaning the rest of their room. Picking his husband up from the bed—Katsuki thankfully being a heavy sleeper after he was fucked helped a lot with moving him to the couch while Eijirou stripped their bed.
Eijirou changed the sheets the way Katsuki liked and put the others in the washer with the stain remover they bought for occasions like this. He put their phones on their chargers on each of their nightstands.
Eijirou couldn't wait to show his husband the videos he took.
He sprayed the pillows with the lavender sleep spray out of habit and grabbed his husband to bring him back to bed. Katsuki nuzzled into bed content and relaxed.
Eijirou walked to the bathroom again to throw the washed clothes into the hamper. He cleaned the dildo in the shower his husband must have used before the scene, leaving it to dry as he stepped into the shower. Quickly washing himself before grabbing a towel and drying off before he walked back into their room.
He turned the lights off before he joined his husband in bed. Eijirou pulled the blond closer to him and Katsuki hummed contently.
"Love you, Kats," Eijirou whispered before falling asleep.
He smiled to himself before he quickly showered.
When Katsuki woke up it was late in the morning.
He was clean and the soft bedding was freshly changed. He laid there for a moment before mentally saying 'fuck it' and getting up.
He wrapped a blanket around himself before heading out to the kitchen.
Eijirou was by the kitchen island, shirtless and in only a pair of black Dynamight-themed joggers making breakfast—or rather taking the breakfast he ordered and putting it onto plates because Katsuki refused to eat out of the takeaway containers.
When the redhead noticed him standing there he grinned. A sunshine-filled toothy grin.
"Morning, Babe!"
He was such a dork.
Katsuki loved him.
"Morning," Katsuki muttered. His voice was rough and a bit raw from last night's events. He needed some hot tea or something.
Eijirou noticed the wince before he could hide it. Dropping what he was doing on the counter and heading to the tea cabinet without a word. He turn a pot of water on the electric kettle and grabbed Katsuki's favorite tea when he was determined to have his throat fucked.
"I tried to check in but you were out of it. You good, do you want anything?" Eijirou asked turning around and waiting for the water to boil.
"Fine, throat is sore but nothing I mind," Katsuki answered honestly.
He stepped into the kitchen fully and walked over to Eijirou. Tapping on his own lips and the redhead without missing a beat leaned down and kissed him good morning.
"I just wanna make sure I didn't go too rough," Eijirou muttered when he pulled back.
Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Funny how you still don't understand that when I ask for it, I fucking like it when you're rough."
Eijirou blushed red.
"Seriously?" Katsuki chuckled at his reaction.
"Kats," Eijirou whined.
Katsuki smirked. "Maybe my husband can help me in the shower. Show me if Blood Riot was better or not?"
Katsuki dropped the blanket that was wrapped around him.
"You little shit," Eijirou muttered.
Looking between the food and Katsuki, he knew he would have to reheat their breakfast the moment Katsuki started running to the shower.
Eijirou chased after him.
It was a good thing they had the rest of the weekend off—otherwise, some of the marks littering their bodies would be difficult to explain. That didn't mean the neighbors hated them any less, they just didn't complain about the two young pro heroes.
THE END