Grass is Always Greener

Here is the winner of the 7a Fic Poll! The winning theme was 'Villain Bakugo from another dimension chasing down and fucking Deku until he breaks'!

I originally had something different in mind for this but it just wasn't meshing so I started over and while this one doesn't include a very important part that I eventually want to write, I'm still happy with it! 

WARNING: This is still noncon to dubcon! 

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This world could produce many wonders. In equal amounts, it could create the most horrific nightmares. Hands and ankles tightly bound by a strange leather like material that he couldn’t break – no matter how much he strained against it – Izuku huffed and groaned as he wriggled across the floor towards the table. His cellphone lay on top, along with his backpack and homework for the night. Sweat ran in thick currents down his face. His heart slammed hard against the confines of his ribs. There was no telling how much time he had before the villain returned. He had to call for help before then or it might be all over for him. Shivering with terror, Izuku pushed himself forward further. Only a little bit more to go. Course, he still had to get his phone off the desk and dial someone…all done with his hands bound. Izuku blew out a harsh breath. Not thinking about that just yet. If he did, he was going to panic. His cellphone was, quite literally, his only way out of this. 

Vocally calling for help wasn’t going to get him anywhere. He had no idea where he was and the villain was somewhere on the other side of that door. If he tried yelling, the imposter was going to come running. He had already made it known that he wasn’t going to allow Izuku to go anywhere. Using his quirk was out of the picture as well. Whatever these stupid ropes were made out of were unaffected by One For All. It wasn’t like he could get enough momentum to do much of anything anyway. That left him with only one option: his cellphone. Now, he just had to get to it. If he could just call Todoroki-kun or Iida-kun, he knew they would be able to track him! Pressing his lips into a determined line, Izuku finally reached the table. Smallest hurdle: accomplished. Rolling over onto his back, Izuku caught his breath, staring up at the underside of the table. 

It was just low enough that if he got on his knees, he’d probably be able to use his upper half to knock his cellphone onto the floor. Once it was down on his level, there were a number of ways he could call someone. He would just have to try everything. Grunting low in his throat, Izuku slipped back onto his stomach. He scrunched up, wriggling around until he was in an awkward position – knees and shoulders on the floor – then shakily raised himself up. It didn’t prove to be as hard as he thought it’d be. Izuku grinned with triumphant. His phone was right there! Shuffling forward, he bent down to nudge his cellphone onto the floor with his head. It clunked loudly when it collided with the smooth wood. Wincing, Izuku froze up, his gaze flickering over to the door. He strained his ears for any sound that’d indicate the villain was returning. Silence. He waited a few more seconds before carefully lowering himself down onto his butt. 

Spinning around, he scooted over backwards to make a grab at his phone. He was just curling his fingers around it when the door swung open. 

“What are you doing?” A rough, raspy voice asked irritably. 

Going still, a bucket of cold plummeting down into his stomach, Izuku slowly lifted his head to stare up at the man holding him prisoner. Staring into those bright red eyes was like a smack to the synapses. Standing in the doorway, gazing back at him with a vaguely annoyed expression, was a near perfect copy of Kacchan – the biggest difference from his Kacchan being the age. He would put the man in his late twenties, maybe a little younger. This…version of Kacchan was much taller and bigger. His face was sharper, more masculine and boasting a large scar across his forehead. He was handsome, just as Izuku would expect an older version of Kacchan to be. If he hadn’t seen his quirk for himself, he would’ve sworn to anyone who’d listen that the villain’s power was a mimic one – similar to Toga or Camie but he had in the path of many of his explosions during the chase that lead to him being imprisoned in this unknown location. Looking at him…he still wasn’t entirely sure he was doing with. He would readily label him as a villain, given how much destruction he had wrought. 

Other than that, though, he didn’t know much…other than the fact that this was undoubtedly Kacchan. 

Sighing harshly, the villain stepped further into the room, closing the door behind him with his foot. They stared at each other silently for several tense moments. Multiple excuses came rushing to the tip of Izuku’s tongue but he bit them back. Nothing he could say right now would cover the fact that he was obviously arranging his escape. A fat droplet of sweat rolled down his cheek. He was in the worst possible position. No way in hell the villain was going to keep his cellphone anywhere near him now. Meaning, he was going to have to wait for another chance to grab it. Until then, he was entirely at this imposter’s mercy. A cold barb of fear stabbed at his hammering heart. So far, the villain hadn’t done anything to harm him. The same couldn’t be said for several Pros. Aizawa-sensei, Endeavor-san, All Might and others had been grievously injured during this villain’s rampage. They had all made the mistake of putting themselves between him and Izuku. 

For whatever reason, this villain seemed to have only one agenda: get to him. Anyone who stood in his way was just an obstacle to be destroyed. Seeing that the villain wouldn’t stop, no matter what, until he was in his grasp, Izuku had made the decision to stop running; to let the villain catch him. He figured that once this Kacchan imposter had him, he would stop obliterating things and people with his immensely powerful explosions. Thankfully, that assumption proved correctly. As soon as the villain had him in his arms, he used some kind of drug to knock him out then fled. Izuku had awoken some time later in this room, already bound with the nearby TV playing a news report of the recent attacks. To his relief, all the Pros injured were alive and getting medical attention. Rescue attempts were already underway. He could relax a little, knowing that him being here had stopped the wave of chaos but not too much, considering he was trapped with this violent villain. 

Not that he seemed violent right then. Sitting beside the bed, staring vacantly at the TV, this bizarre Kacchan look alike hadn’t said a word for a long while. Finally, after an agonizingly long time of silence, he had gotten up and left, only telling Izuku that he would return shortly. No questions answered; nothing valuable given in way of figuring out who this mysterious doppelganger really was. Whoever he was, though, it seemed like he’d stay calm as long as he stayed put. Izuku swallowed down a sigh. He had messed that up – in his desperation to send some kind of signal of where he was, he hadn’t really taken into account what would happen if he got caught. Hopefully, this would send the villain into another mad frenzy. He was still here, after all. 

“You really want to leave me, huh?” The villain said quietly, striding further into the room. 

There was a strangely weary, exhausted expression on his handsome face – one that made Izuku’s gut clench. This man might be in an imposter but seeing Kacchan look at him like that automatically made him want to reach out and help however he could. Stopping beside him, the villainous doppelganger bent down to retrieve his cellphone. Izuku watched silently as he stared at it vacantly for a moment. Those bright red eyes, completely empty and hard, swung over to stare at him then, with a flash of rage rippling across his face, the villain turned and hurled his cellphone at the wall. Izuku gawked stupidly as it shattered, falling to the floor with a loud clatter. He barely had enough time to start panicking before the villain grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt, wrenching him up and throwing him facedown onto the nearby bed. Yelping in surprise, Izuku tried to roll over. One of the villain’s large hands slammed down hard onto the middle of his back. 

Cold panic burst out from the center of his chest. Swallowing hard, struggling to keep the rate of his breathing even, Izuku slowly twisted his head around to stare wide-eyed at the villain. Those bright red eyes glared weakly at him. He looked angry but that exhaustion, that bone chilling weariness clung to him like a dark shroud. Why was he looking at him like that? What did he want from him? Well, he was never going to find that out with the two of them just staring silently at each other. He couldn’t apologize for trying to call for help. That would definitely set the villain off. Right now, the best course of action was to remain calm. 

Drawing in a deep breath, Izuku hesitated for a moment then said cautiously, “Kacchan?”

The villain visibly tensed up. His eyes widened. Izuku heard in such in a sharp breath. For a split second, he thought he had said the exact wrong thing then a warm smile slowly spread across the doppelganger’s face. Rolling Izuku over onto his back, he reached up to gently cup his face, leaning down to press their foreheads together. Izuku shrunk away, his eyes bulging. Close-! Close-! Why was he so close-?! Gently rubbing their foreheads together, the villain sighed softly. He practically collapsed on top of Izuku, dropping his arms to wrap them snugly around his body. Intense heat surrounded him. Sweat drenched his back, chest and underarms. His heart thundered hard against his ribs. Panic pulsed through his veins. Wha…what was going on here?! Why was the villain hugging him?! Izuku frantically tossed around inside his head for something to say. 

“You…you are Kacchan…right?” Was what finally came out of his mouth. 

“Yeah…” The villain breathed, nuzzling against his forehead, “It’s been so long since I’ve heard that name.”

Straightening back up, the villain smiled softly, brushing the backs of his fingers along the curve of Izuku’s cheek, “I’ve missed you so much…Deku.”

Izuku’s eyes widened, “But…how? Kacchan is back at UA. And he’s my age! How are you…how is this-?”

A lot of the warmth, the softness vanished from the villain’s face, replaced with a disconcerting hardness. Izuku unconsciously tensed up, the realization that, even if this was another version of Kacchan, he was an adult and a dangerous villain who hadn’t thought twice about hurting people. He had gotten so wrapped up in the way he was looking at him that he had completely forgotten about being careful! It was obvious that he just hit a nerve! Chewing nervously on his tongue, Izuku went to say something that would, hopefully, undo the damage he’d just did but before he could, the villain got up. He walked over to where Izuku’s phone lay in pieces on the floor. There was a brief moment of tense silence then, to Izuku’s shock and horror, the villain raised one foot and slammed it down on the remnants of his phone. He repeated the action multiple times until his phone was an unrecognizable mess of plastic and glass. 

“K-Kacchan?!” Izuku cried out in alarm. 

Smashing his foot down one more time on the corpse of his cellphone, chest heaving with hard, ragged breaths, the villain swung around to settle a cold, vicious glare on him. Izuku instinctively shrunk back. The hairs on the nape of his neck stood straight up. Run…run, run, run-! He needed to run before the villain tore him apart! Dragging in ragged breath through clenched teeth, the villain stalked over to stand in front of him. Smoke rose in near invisible tendrils from his heaving shoulders. It sounded like there was a ten-ton weight on his chest. Hands curled into violently trembling fists by his side, the villain forced out through gritted teeth, “I won’t let you go. You’re mine. Mine! I-!” 

The villain’s voice cracked. He bent over as though there was an immense pressure on his shoulders. Izuku could see how badly he was shaking. Pressing his lips into a thin line, Izuku tugged weakly on the binds around his wrists. Even though this man was a dangerous villain, he couldn’t help wanting to reach out and comfort him. This was Kacchan, after all. His Kacchan, his friend, his rival – if there was something hurting him, bothering him, he wanted to do everything in his power to help. He couldn’t stand seeing him suffer like this. What could he do, though? He didn’t understand anything that was happening. A simple question of how an adult version of Kacchan came to be here had set him off. As much as he wanted to help…he couldn’t forget that this was a dangerously powerful villain who might not hesitate in blowing his head off if he said something wrong. 

“Kacchan…I’m not going anywhere, okay?” Izuku said slowly, “I can’t break these ropes. I don’t have a phone. No one knows where I am. I’m not gonna leave you, okay?”

Doppelganger Kacchan was silent for a few moments, his bright red eyes trained down towards the ground. The rate of his breathing slowly evened out. He didn’t completely stop trembling but it became less pronounced. Hopeful that he had gotten through to him, Izuku made the mistake of trying to wiggle over to him. As soon as he started to move, doppelganger Kacchan lunged forward, grabbing a handful of his hair. Izuku cried out in pain. Tears welled up in the corner of his eyes. A cold stab of fear pierced through his chest. Was he about to get his hand blown off?! 

“Ka-!” 

“No, you won’t.” Doppelganger Kacchan growled low in his throat, raising his head to settle a fiercely determined gaze on Izuku. Placing a knee on the side of the bed, he bent over, bringing his face uncomfortably close to Izuku’s. Those bright red eyes pierced into him. A flush of heat rose to his cheeks. It was the most bizarre feeling – something he hadn’t ever experienced before – but the way doppelganger Kacchan was looking at him…made him feel like he was being stripped bare by his gaze, as though there was nothing protecting him, nothing between him; leaving him completely vulnerable. He began to shake. Cold plummeted down into his belly. He wanted to help, he could cry…but not like this. Not in this kind of position. He needed to get out of here before this got even more dangerous. 

“I won’t let you leave. I WON’T LET YOU GO!”

Grabbing the scruff of his shirt, doppelganger Kacchan hurled him back over onto his stomach. Izuku let out a strangled yelp. He tried to aim a kick for the villain’s midsection but it was foiled when he rammed a hand down onto the small of his back, easily holding him in place. His other hand shoved its way underneath the hem of his pants, wrenching them down to expose his butt. Cool air smacked against the smooth skin of his ass. Izuku froze up. His eyes bulged out of their sockets. Wha…what was he doing?! Why did he pull his pants down?! Before he had time to screech out those questions, large, hot, calloused hands roughly cupped his ass, taking a plump cheek into each palm. A violent bomb of heat burst in his cheeks. He tried to jerk away, crying out in alarm but the doppelganger Kacchan dug his blunt fingernails into his skin, holding him in place. 

“What are you-?!” Izuku screamed, doing his best to squirm out of his hold. 

“I was going to be gentle. I was going to take this slow…show you that you belong with me, that your place is with me! But you…you’re the same as always. I don’t know why I expected you to be different. I can see now…gentleness isn’t going to work.” 

Hot breath glided over his hole. Something wet and warm pressed to his skin, sending a shudder racing up his spine. Izuku choked out a strangled wail. His body jolted. Eyes stretching open wide, his mouth twisted into a grimace. Tongue-! That was the doppelganger’s tongue-! He…he was licking him down there! It…it felt so strange! Doppelganger Kacchan’s hot, wet tongue rubbed insistently against his hole, lathering the sensitive skin in a heavy layer of saliva. Izuku whimpered. Fuck…fuck, this should feel horrible so why…why was his belly getting so hot?! Was it because this was still Kacchan, even though he was an adult and a villain?! Every harsh breath he sucked in was heavily laced with Kacchan’s sweet scent. These hands…they felt like Kacchan’s hands, only bigger! But this…this wasn’t his Kacchan-! He didn’t know this man! He didn’t want to be like this with him! 

“K-Kacchan, please-!” Izuku whimpered, squirming underneath the feverish movements of his tongue. Fuck…bad! Bad, bad! This was seriously bad! He…he was getting hard! He could feel his cock stiffening against his belly. Pleasure sizzled out from his crotch, pulsing throughout his body. Why did it feel so good?! If he didn’t stop this soon-! 

“Gentleness isn’t going to work.” The Kacchan doppelganger repeated in a whisper. He slipped back, taking his tongue away from Izuku’s now drenched hole. For a couple blissful moments, Izuku made the mistake of thinking that the villain had come to his senses, that he wasn’t going to take this nightmare any further then he heard the agonizingly loud sound of a zipper being undone. Every muscle in his body painfully tensed up. A rush of cold horror coursed through him. No…no, no…the villain couldn’t mean to do that…he wouldn’t-! Mouth hanging open, Izuku started to turn, only to freeze when he felt something very big, very hot and very hard press firmly to his twitching hole. No. No, no, no…Izuku violently wrenched around, his face drawn into an expression of terrified horror. He couldn’t see well in this position but he didn’t have too. One look at the villain’s brightly flushed, determined face was more than enough to tell him that this was truly what he indeed. 

“Kacchan.” Izuku gasped, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, “Please. Please don’t. Please, Kacchan!”

“The only thing that will work…is for me to break you.” Sighing shakily, the Kacchan doppelganger bent down, bringing his face close to Izuku’s, “I love you. I love you so much, Deku. I can’t…I won’t lose you ever again. If that means I have to destroy you then so be it.”

“Kacchan, no, don’t-!” 

Curling his large, hot hands tight around Izuku’s hips, the villainous doppelganger let out a loud grunt as he slammed his hips forward, driving his immense length past the tight ring of muscles to sink deep into his hole. A screeching wave of pain rolled through him. Screaming shrilly, white flashing across his eyes, Izuku collapsed to the bed. Scalding hot tears streamed down his cheeks. His teeth were so tightly clenched, it felt as though they might crack. The Kacchan doppelganger dropped down onto his back. His weight pushed him into the mattress. Wrapping his arms around him, he clamped a large hand over to his mouth to muffle his wails and whimpers as he began to violently thrust into him. Sobbing hysterically, Izuku screamed incoherent pleas into the sweaty palm of the villain’s hand. It hurt! It hurt so much! It felt like he was being ripped in half-! His cock was too big-! He could feel the tip grinding against his belly. Vicious heat spread out from his burning ass, coursing through the rest of his body in a nauseous wave. Dying-! He was dying-! The villain was killing him-! 

“Deku-!” The Kacchan doppelganger panted roughly into his ear, dragging his hot tongue along the shell, “Deku-! Deku-! Deku-! Feels so good-! Feels so good inside you-! You’re so tight-!”

“Pleash-!” Izuku wailed into his hand, “Stop-! Kacchan-! Kacchan, it hurts-! It hurts-!”

“It hurts?” The villain murmured, “This is your first time, right? You haven’t been like this with anyone else, have you? Not even this dimension’s version of me, right? No, you wouldn’t. He wouldn’t have the guts to claim you.” He giggled drunkenly, dipping down to lightly test his teeth on the curve of Izuku’s shoulder, “No, this tightness, this heat…the way you’re trying to push me out…you’re a virgin.”

Izuku shuddered, fresh heat flooding into his face. He sobbed softly, doing his best to curl in on himself. 

Laughing low in his throat, pressing a firm kiss to the thundering pulse underneath his jaw, the Kacchan doppelganger breathed, “I’m your first…again. I’ll always be your first. You’ll always be mine, Deku!” 

Abruptly wrenching back, the villain threw him over onto his back. He reached down to easily tear the binds from around his ankles. Before Izuku could react, he had spread his legs open wide, completely exposing his lower half. Sniffling in misery, humiliated and terrified of what this manic might do yet, Izuku looked up at him pleadingly but there was no mercy to be found. Bright red eyes, blazing with a near deranged lust and want, bore down on him. That coldness, that distance was gone – replaced with a naked desire that sent a cold shiver racing down his spine. Izuku struggled to swallow down his fear. He didn’t understand any of this. He didn’t know why another version of Kacchan would want to do this too him! Nothing the doppelganger said made any sense! 

Grinning widely, his breath coming hard and fast, the villainous version of Kacchan wrapped a large, hot hand around Izuku’s flaccid erection. A sharp wail rippled out of his throat. His eyes bulged in shock. He tried to jerk his hips away but the Kacchan doppelganger slammed forward again, driving his length in deep. At the same time, he started to rapidly stroke his dick. To Izuku’s horror, within only a couple of seconds, pleasure began to spark in the base of his belly. It took only a few strokes of the doppelganger’s big, calloused hand to get him fully hard. Laughing huskily in triumphant, the Kacchan doppelganger lovingly rubbed the pad of his thumb against the slit before sliding down to press gently against the frenum. An immense burst of tingles jettisoned out from his cock. Throwing his head back, teeth clenched tightly together, Izuku just barely bit back a moan. Wha…what was that?! 

Giggling, the Kacchan doppelganger cooed, “You still like it right here, huh? Good to know that all your weak points are the same. I wonder, though,” the villain’s other hand slid along his thigh to push underneath his shirt, “do you have some that he didn’t?” 

Slipping his hand up further, the calloused palm leaving a trail of tingling as it glided along his stomach up to his chest, the doppelganger gleefully brushed over his nipples. Izuku gasped sharply, a shudder wracking his body. His cock twitched eagerly in the villain’s hand. Grinning even more widely, the imposter took one of his nipples between his thumb and forefinger it, pinching it firmly. This time, Izuku couldn’t hold back a moan. His entire chest was warm and tingly! His penis was starting to throb! With a cold shudder of horror, Izuku realized that the pain of being so roughly fucked was quickly fading. The hard thrust of the villain’s hips, driving his thick, hot length inside of him could barely even get an itch. Raising up from the depths of his belly, quickly overwhelming the rest of his body, a demeaning, terrifying pleasure was making itself known. Noxious shame bubbled in his belly. Why…why did it feel so good to have his nipples played with?! The combination of the villain’s hands incessantly playing with him and his hard cock messing up his insides…why did it feel so good?! Exhaling harshly, the villain suddenly pulled his hand way but it was only to shove Izuku’s shirt up, exposing his chest. Flushed an even darker hue of red, he leaned down, sliding his tongue out of his mouth to drag it across his swollen, tingling nipple. 

“St-Stop-!” Izuku gasped wetly, squirming underneath the villain’s touch. Fuck-! Fuck-! Why did it feel so good-?! His head-! His head was starting to feel funny-! His legs were free. There was nothing holding him back from kicking this bastard off him but he couldn’t make himself move, “Don’t-! My nipples-!”

“What?” The Kacchan doppelganger breathed, his blazing red eyes flickering up to intently stare at his flushed face. He flicked the hardened nub with the tip of his tongue before teasingly swirling around it. He slowed down the rhythm of his thrusts, sliding in and out at an excruciating pace that forced him to feel every inch of his thick, hot cock. Izuku writhed underneath him, hating the gross, lewd sounds tumbling out of his gasping mouth. Why?! Just moments ago, this was one of the most painful things he’d ever experienced so why?! Why did it feel so good?! The thick, prominent veins of the villain’s cock grinded against his spasming insides, creating shockwaves of electric ecstasy. A steady stream of precum poured from the tip of his dick, soaking the doppelganger’s hand. Super-heated pressure built up in the base of his belly, pushing hard against the back of his cock. The sensation of the villain’s calloused palm rubbing against the sensitive skin of his length was torturous! He wanted to escape! He wanted to run but couldn’t find the strength, the energy to struggle! 

Lightly taking one of his nipples between his teeth, the Kacchan doppelganger murmured, “Doesn’t it feel good? You’re so sensitive here. Much more than he was. Must be because you’ve never been touched like this before.”

“No!” Izuku frantically shook his head, panting raggedly, “It-! It doesn’t feel good-! It doesn’t-! Stop-! Stop-! Get off-! Take it out-! Please-!” 

Laughing low in his throat, the villain finally relented from assaulting his nipples. Curling his fingers tightly around Izuku’s jaw, he pushed up to press a soft, wet kiss to the corner of his lips. Izuku tried to jerk away. Easily holding him still, the Kacchan doppelganger smashed their mouths together in a hungry, desperate kiss. Before he had time to clench his teeth shut, a hot tongue shoved its way into his mouth, pushing in a strangely sweet taste that made his head spin. To his dismay, he found himself unconsciously sucking on the villain’s tongue. He abruptly speed back up the pace of his thrusts, ramming into him with enough force to send him jolting forward. The collision of their bodies created loud, wet slaps that echoed through the room. Blood roared in his ears. His head was a mess of screeching resistance and howling ecstasy.  Damn…damn-! Being kissed by this doppelganger…it felt good…it felt so good-! He tasted amazing-! What…what was wrong with him?! Why couldn’t he resist-?! He was being raped, violated by a dangerous villain-! Yet he…he was going to cum-! He was going to cum while being raped by an alternate version of his best friend! 

He…he shouldn’t be enjoying this-! He shouldn’t want more of it-! He shouldn’t be cumming-! 

“It doesn’t feel good?” The Kacchan doppelganger whispered against his lips, “Then, why are you squeezing me so tightly? Why is your greedy hole sucking me in so hungrily? Every time I pull out, your hole clamps down hard around me, like it doesn’t want me to go.”

“No-!” Izuku gasped. It was getting harder and harder to cling to the cold shame pulsing in the center of his chest. The heat, the pleasure was slowly eating away at him, making it impossible to think straight. Good…it felt so good-! It felt so incredibly good-! The doppelganger’s cock was making him feel so good-! His butt was melting-! The pressure building up in his belly was nearly unbearable! He didn’t want to cum like this but he…he couldn’t hang on for much longer! “Ly…lying-! You’re lying-! It-! It doesn’t feel good-! Pull out-! Please-! Stop-!”

Dragging his tongue up the curve of Izuku’s scalding hot, sweaty cheek, the villain said quietly, “Then why are you about to cum, Deku?”

Sobbing, Izuku weakly coughed, “Not-! I’m not-!” 

“You’re not?”

“No-!” Izuku howled, viciously shoving back against the pleasure that was already starting to overwhelm him. He didn’t want this-! He didn’t want it-! He didn’t want to cum-! No matter what his treacherous body wanted, he didn’t want to-! He didn’t want to-! 

“It isn’t good to lie, Deku.” The villainous imposter murmured, dusting feather light kisses all over his sweaty face, “Or you do you mean to say that you won’t cum?”

“I won’t-!” 

“Eh? Is that so? Then.” Abruptly straightening up, the villain reached down to rip one of his shoelaces from his boot. Izuku let out a pained yelp when he wrapped it excruciatingly tight around the base of his cock. Mouth hanging open, Izuku gawked down at his throbbing, bright red dick. Wha…what was he-?! Grabbing hold of Izuku’s legs, digging his blunt nails deep into his sweaty skin, the villain forced them open wide and began to relentlessly slam into him. Throwing his head back, mouth twisted into a strained grimace, Izuku squealed and wailed raggedly. Drool streamed down his chin. Good-! Good-! It felt so good-! Every time the doppelganger slammed in, the head of his cock rammed against the underside of his belly. He couldn’t-! He couldn’t fight against it-! It felt too good-! 

“I’ll make it so you can’t cum at all.” The villainous version of Kacchan panted, “It’s only when you ask nicely that I’ll let you.”

“Won’t-! Won’t as…ask-!” Izuku gasped wetly, even as the pressure in the base of his belly was building to an unbearable level. His entire body was swamped in a feverish heat. Sweat drenched every inch of him. A vicious ache was beginning to settle into his choked cock. Fuck…fuck, fuck-! He…he wanted to cum-! Izuku gritted his teeth together. No-! He wouldn’t let his body betray him like this! It didn’t matter how good it felt! He would never give in! Sucking in a deep breath, Izuku grabbed hold of the pain, determined to use it as a wedge between him and the pleasure. 

Laughing low in his throat, the villain wrapped his large hand around Izuku’s throbbing cock, wrenching a strangled scream out of him, “Defiant as ever. Won’t take me long to show you how wrong you are.” 

“Shu-!” Izuku started to cry but the doppelganger abruptly changed the positioning of his thrusts, slamming the head of his cock hard against a spot inside him that sent a shrieking, white hot wave of pleasure coursing through him. If it hadn’t been for the string around his length, he would’ve cum right then. Collapsing back onto the bed, shuddering violently, Izuku couldn’t spare the strength to hold back the flow of moans and wails pouring out of his mouth. Intense dizziness swamped him. His foggy mind was spinning. Tears blurred his vision. Bright red eyes, blazing with lust, stared down at him, hungrily devouring his current state. A wide grin spread across the villain’s face as he repeatedly slammed into that one spot, sending shockwave after shockwave of ecstasy howling through him. 

“Stop-!” Izuku slurred hysterically, tongue hanging out of his mouth, “Stop-! My head-! My head feels funny-!”

“I know every inch of you.” The Kacchan doppelganger breathed, dragging his blunt nails down Izuku’s heaving chest, “You can’t resist me. No matter what version you are, no matter what world you come from, you’re mine. You’ll always be mine!”

“No-!” Izuku whimpered sloppily, the urge to cum building higher and higher until it felt like the desire might break him in half. His penis-! His penis hurt so much-! He wanted to cum-! He…he couldn’t think-! Good-! The villain’s cock felt so good-! The shame, the terror was being crushed underneath the immense pleasure. Bright spots of white burst in front of his teary eyes. He…he couldn’t-! Deep-! The villain was fucking him so deep-! He could feel his heat spreading throughout his belly-! The more he tried to fight against this ecstasy, the more it threatened to consume him. 

Blowing out a harsh breath, the doppelganger grabbed hold of his hips, forcefully rolling him over onto his stomach. Wrenching his hips high up into the air, he brutally slammed into him, sending him jolting forward with every hard thrust. A powerful hand grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking his head back. Izuku squealed shrilly. In this position, his cock was trapped between his body and the bed, being insistently rubbed and crushed against his weight. He could feel how wet he was. The pain was far beyond an unbearable level now. Cum…cum, cum, cum-! He wanted to cum-! He wanted to cum so badly-! Thick, golden fog covered his mind, drenching what little resistance he could’ve dredged up. The villain…Kacchan’s…Kacchan’s cock felt so good-! 

“D-Deku-!” Kacchan panted huskily, “Deku-! Deku-! Deku-! My Deku-! My Deku! Love-! I love you-! I love you so much-! Deku-!”

Lunging down, Kacchan chomped onto the nape of his neck, digging his teeth in deep. He rammed his hips forward, burying the entirety of his length inside. His cock swelled up even bigger, stretching him further open. There was the briefest moment of stillness then an intense flood of scalding heat was flooding into him. Izuku wailed loudly. Inside-! Inside-! Kacchan…Kacchan was cumming inside him-! It felt so good-! Kacchan’s cum felt so good-! His belly was so hot-! There was so much of it-! His cock hummed with an agonizing pressure. His balls hung heavy between his trembling thighs. If…if he didn’t cum soon, his penis was going to burst-! 

Before he had even finished cumming, Kacchan started to move again, rapidly thrusting deep into him. Mouth hanging open, tongue lolling lewdly, Izuku unconsciously slammed back against him, urging his length in even deeper. Good-! Good-! It felt so good-! His butt felt so good-! The need to cum was so intense now, he couldn’t think of anything else. Kacchan…he wanted to feel even more of Kacchan-! He wanted Kacchan to cum even more inside him-! Bad…this was bad…Kacchan’s cock was breaking him. The realization didn’t frighten him. There was a briefest flash of recollection of just what kind of position he was in but the moment he tried to desperately grabbed hold of it, it fled away, crushed underneath yet another wave of ecstasy. It was no use…he couldn’t think. It felt so good…Kacchan’s cock felt so incredibly good-! Jolting back and forth from the force of his thrusts, Izuku wailed and moaned, wiggling his hips, pressing his toes to the floor to give him more leverage. 

“Deku…” Kacchan breathed into his ear, playfully nipping at the shell, “Does it feel good?”

…bad…this was really, really bad…he knew he should be fighting this. He knew he shouldn’t want this! That this…this man was a villain – a dangerous criminal who had harmed his teachers, his friends, his classmates! He wasn’t really Kacchan. He wasn’t his Kacchan! His Kacchan…his Kacchan was…Izuku exhaled shakily. Turning slowly, he looked up into the flushed face of this doppelganger…no…no, into Kacchan’s face. Maybe not this world’s Kacchan but still…still his Kacchan. One who was hurting…one who was desperately reaching out to him, clinging to him, begging him to help him. Wasn’t that his role…as a hero…no, no, not as a hero but the person who loved Kacchan more than anyone, anything. Izuku exhaled shakily. That’s right…he loved Kacchan. He loved him so much, he couldn’t bear the idea of not being with him. That’s why…that’s why it felt so good. Because it was Kacchan…his Kacchan…

“It…it feels…good…” Izuku breathed dizzily. 

Kacchan’s eyes widened. He inhaled sharply, his muscular body shuddering. They stared at each other silently for a moment then a wide, trembling smile spread across Kacchan’s flushed face. Rolling Izuku back over, he lunged down to smash their lips together in a hungry, desperate kiss. Moaning softly, Izuku pushed up into him, clumsily returning the kiss. His first…all of his firsts…had been with Kacchan. The thought sent a wild trill of delight rushing through him. Loosely wrapping his legs around Kacchan’s bucking hips, Izuku whimpered when the bulbous head slammed against the same spot from before. A bright burst of pleasure rocketed through him. His aching cock twitched painfully against his belly.  

“K-Kacchan, please-!” He whimpered needily, “Cum-! I wanna cum-! Please-!”

Giggling drunkenly, Kacchan pressed a sweet kiss to the corner of his mouth, “Since you asked so sweetly…”

Reaching down, he tugged the shoelace away, finally freeing his cock. Wrapping his arms firmly around Izuku’s trembling figure, he rammed his hips forward, driving his length in deep. Throwing his head back, mouth stretched open wide, his eyes rolling back in his head, Izuku came with a strangled scream. Pleasure that was more intense, more powerful than anything he’d ever experienced before slammed into him with enough force to put him in a dizzy stupor. His legs curled tight around Kacchan’s hips. Good-! Good-! It felt so good-! Cumming from Kacchan’s cock felt so good-! More-! More-! He wanted even more-! He wanted to cum even more from Kacchan’s cock-! He wanted to make Kacchan cum even more-! Kacchan-! He wanted Kacchan-! He wanted to be with Kacchan-! 

“Kacchan-!” Izuku squealed gleefully, “Kacchan-! Kacchan-! Kacchan-!” 

“Yeah, I’m right here.” Kacchan whispered, curling his arms even tighter around him. He pressed a kiss to his temple, “I’ll love you always so stay with me…forever.”

“Yes…” Izuku gasped, shuddering happily. Kacchan…Kacchan-! He…he always wanted to be with Kacchan-! It didn’t matter what version he was or where he came from or why he was here…Kacchan was with him…Kacchan loved him…that was all that mattered.