Spew Venom and Watch Me Turn It Into Sugar

Fandom: BNHA

Rating: 18+

Pairing: BakuDeku

Tags: Dubcon to Consensual, Blowjobs, Rough Blowjobs, Anal Sex  

Summary: Continution of the 1920s BKDK thread. Not satisfied with just once, Bakugo once again knocks his rival, Deku, to his knees and starts fucking his throat but this time, Deku isn't satisfied with being just a plaything.

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He was very well aware of the fact that he shouldn’t be enjoying this kind of thing this much. No, no…that was wrong – he shouldn’t be enjoying this at all! This humiliating, degrading thing…why was it turning him on so much?! Kneeling in front of Bakugo, his hands braced on the floor, dappled with droplets of his drool, Izuku tried desperately to focus on anything other than the large, fat cock rapidly pumping in and out of his mouth. Despite his best efforts, it was proving impossible to turn his attention away to anything else. One large hand curled tightly into his hair, keeping his head in place and tilted back so he was given no other choice than to look up at him, Bakugo wore a lopsided, sneering grin. Bright red eyes, blazing with a feral, vicious want, stared down at him, devouring every twitch, tear and gag. With every thrust, he shoved his cock in deep, pushing the head past the back of his throat to slam it down into his throat. It had been unbearably uncomfortable at first but the longer this went on, the more he became used to it. With that accommodation came the inexplicable pleasure. 

Heat thrummed in the base of his belly. Izuku’s cock strained up against the front of his pants, creating a noticeable bulge. If Bakugo had noticed, he didn’t mention it. Given how much he loved taunting and mocking him, Izuku got the feeling that he was too focused on his flushed face to look downwards. Too bad for him…he was certain that Bakugo’s sneering jeers would’ve been the perfect thing to take his mind off how fucking good this feels. Izuku squeezed his eyes closed – only to immediately reopen them when Bakugo clamped down on his nose, blocking his only airway. To his dismay, instead of producing a cold pang of terror, the way Bakugo was looking at him – that crazed excitement, burning and boiling inside of blazing eyes – only produced a sharp pang of dizzying pleasure. His cock twitched inside his soaked underwear. One of his hands began to inch towards his crotch, desperate to give him some kind of relief. This pained pleasure was becoming maddening! He…he didn’t want to be feeling like this but…

“Ah ah ah, you know better than that, scum.” Bakugo rasped, releasing Deku’s nose. Cocking his head, dragging his tongue across his bottom lip, Bakugo brushed the pad of his thumb over the curve of Izuku’s sweaty cheek, “Come on, use that worthless mouth of yours for something good for once. You can do that, at least, can’t you, Deku?”

Izuku shuddered, a sizzle of heat racing straight down to his already aching cock. After the first time they had done this…or rather, the first time Bakugo had forced him to suck him off, the realization that he was hated by this man dawned on him. Looking back, a lot of stuff began to make sense. Really, he probably should’ve realized it sooner. Yet…he couldn’t fully accept that. That fervent excitement that blazed in Bakugo’s gaze…was this just satisfaction from holding down and humiliating someone he hated? Maybe it was just this insistent heat, this overwhelming pleasure but…he couldn’t convince himself that that was all it was. Why would Bakugo seek him out a second time, after already putting him through the first? Izuku’s hazy gaze traveled up Bakugo’s throat to focus on his face. Good…Bakugo was feeling good, wasn’t he? The deep red in his cheeks, the harsh moans tumbling free from his parted lips, the sweat drenching his skin, the steady stream of precum pouring out of his cock – there was no doubt in his mind. He…he was making Bakugo feel good-! 

The thought sent a shrill wave of giddy excitement rolling through him. Even though Bakugo hated him, he could still make him feel good! Swallowing down a mouthful of his precum, Izuku hesitantly rubbed his tongue underneath the underside of Bakugo’s thick cock. A loud moan rippled out of Bakugo’s throat. He curled his broad fingers tighter into Izuku’s hair. Eyes widening, Izuku did it again. A spurt of precum splattered against the back of his mouth as Bakugo rammed his cock in hard. Izuku grabbed hold of Bakugo’s ankle to steady himself. He knew he shouldn’t be enjoying this. He knew he shouldn’t be doing something to try to escape…but…he couldn’t deny how good this felt. He couldn’t deny how excited he was just from knowing he was making Bakugo feel good. When Bakugo slid back, Izuku swirled his tongue around the spongy head, gathering up even more of that salty precum. He shouldn’t want this. Yet, there was no denying that he did. For whatever inexplicable reason, he wanted more. He wanted so much more! 

If Bakugo hated him, then…he wanted to take this twisted hate and turn it into addiction. He wanted to get Bakugo hooked on the heat of his mouth, the glide of his tongue, his scent, his touch…him…he wanted Bakugo to be hooked on him. Just as that feverish need was piercing through the fog hanging over his mind, Bakugo yanked his head forward, smooshing his nose in a thick patch of pubic hair. His cock swelled up even bigger, forcing his jaw to stretch further. Choking out a gorgeous, strained moan, Bakugo threw his head back and came, flooding Izuku’s mouth with a torrent of hot, bitter cum. Squealing happily around the twitching length, Izuku eagerly swallowed down every drop, sucking hard to milk out every last drop. All too soon, the last bit was sliding down into his belly. Not even close to being satisfied, Izuku reached up to catch Bakugo’s hips when he tried to step back. With his cock still in his mouth, it was easy to hold him in place. Not at all deterred by the fact that Bakugo had just cum, Izuku kept sucking on him, ramping up the suction until Bakugo let out the sexiest whimper Izuku had ever heard. 

“Off-!” Bakugo ground out, “Deku, knock it o-AAH!” 

Pushing all the way down, taking in every last inch of his cock, Izuku swallowed around it. Bakugo bowed over, his larger body violently trembling. He panted heavily, clutching tightly onto Izuku’s hair. This position…it wasn’t good. He wanted to be able to see Bakugo’s face while he was overwhelmed by pleasure! Now seemed as good of a time as ever to move onto something even more fun. Moving back, he allowed Bakugo’s still rigid cock to slip free of his mouth. Before Bakugo had time to recover, Izuku lunged forward, knocking him down onto his back. He hopped up on top of him, straddling his hips. Bakugo’s face twisted into one of dazed rage. Izuku didn’t give him time to resist. Forcibly yanking down his trousers, allowing his soaking wet cock to bounce free, Izuku lifted up his hips, reaching behind him to guide the head of Bakugo’s cock to his hole. 

“Wai-!” Bakugo choked out, weakly grabbing hold of the front of Izuku’s shirt. 

Izuku laughed breathlessly, “You really want me to stop when you’re this hard?” 

He teasingly rubbed the tip of Bakugo’s cock against his twitching hole, grinning when that got a shudder out of Bakugo. Next time, he would have to fully indulge in teasing him but right now, this gnawing need was maddening. He wanted this big thing inside him now. Straightening up, Izuku braced his other hand on Bakugo’s chest and let his hips drop. The moment the head of Bakugo’s cock slipped inside of him, he couldn’t stop himself. He slammed down, taking in every last inch of his length. A loud wail came pouring out of him. Back arching, his tongue hanging out of his gasping mouth, drool leaking down his chin, he began to jerkily bounce on top of Bakugo, repeatedly driving his cock deep inside. Precum dribbled out of his cock, creating a large wet spot on Bakugo’s rumpled shirt. Bakugo clenched his teeth together. Thick brows knit together over a heated, conflicted gaze. His large hands rested hesitantly on Izuku’s trembling thighs, sending a wave of tingling racing along the surface of his skin. Panting heavily, his head spinning with dizzying heat, Izuku struggled to keep the rhythm up. This…it felt good, it felt really good but…it wasn’t enough. More…he wanted more-! He wanted even more-! 

“Bak…Bakugo-!” Izuku cried raggedly. His teary eyes flickered up to reach Bakugo’s gaze, “Please-! Can’t-! More-! Need more-!”

Bakugo stared at him for a moment then a wide, snarling grin spread across his flushed face. His hands flew up to grab hold of Izuku’s hips. With a grunt, he brought him crashing down, pulling a harsh wail out of Izuku. Laughing low in his throat, Bakugo began to rapidly thrust up into him, setting a hard, brutal pace from the first hard slam of his hips. Eyes widening, his head thrown back, Izuku jolted and bounced from the sheer force of Bakugo’s thrusts. This-! This was what he needed-! Good-! It felt so goddamn good-! His butt-! His butt was melting-! He was being stirred up deep inside-! Bakugo’s cock-! Good-! It felt so good-! 

“Pathetic!” Bakugo panted, bearing his teeth in an excited grin, “Can’t even do this right! Gotta make me do all the work, huh?”

The tiniest smile touched Izuku’s lips, barely even noticeable. Ah, that was what Bakugo needed to get into this…he needed to think that he was the one in charge, the one who was in control. Him taking the lead had thrown him off. He never would’ve been able to accept just lying underneath him but now that he was able to grab hold of that control, that dominance again, he was right back to enjoying himself. Fine with him – he’d do whatever Bakugo wanted if it meant he’d become even more addicted to him. That was all that mattered…all he wanted was for Bakugo to become irreversibly drawn to him, unable to leave him for even a moment, constantly wanting his presence, his warmth, his touch. He wanted Bakugo to love him more than anything, anyone else in this world and this…this was how he would draw him in. Izuku shuddered, gasping sharply as Bakugo’s cock grinded hard against something inside him that sent out a screeching wave of pleasure. Cumming…cumming, cumming, cumming-! 

Bakugo laughed huskily, curling one of his large hands around Izuku’s cock, pulling a loud whine out of him, “You gonna cum, scum? You gonna cum from being raped by another man’s cock?”

“Yes-!” Izuku howled, “Yes-! Cumming-! Cumming-! You…your cock is gonna make me cum!”

That bright spark of feral giddiness burned even brighter in Bakugo’s eyes. He gave Izuku’s cock a hard pump, “Then cum! Cum with my cock buried deep inside you!”

“YES-!” Izuku squealed, throwing his head back. Every muscle in his body tensed up. Pleasure swelled in a superheated burst of ecstasy in the base of his belly then crashed out through him, setting every nerve alight. Thick strands of white came pouring out of his cock, splattering all over Bakugo’s stomach. Bakugo continued to move as he orgasmed, pushing the pleasure higher and higher until he felt like he might crack from the pressure. After a couple of thrusts, Bakugo choked out a strained moan. He dug his blunt fingernails into Izuku’s sweaty skin. Hips straining up off the ground, the tip of his cock grinding against Izuku’s insides, Bakugo came again, filling him up with a torrent of thick, burning hot cum. Izuku wailed gleefully, rolling and bucking his hips. 

Before the tingling aftershocks of his orgasm had faded away, Bakugo grabbed him by the arm, yanking him off and shoving him down onto the floor. Kneeling behind him, yanking his hips up into the air, Bakugo resumed pounding into him. Izuku squealed and moaned, slamming back against him. A powerful hand grabbed hold of his hair, yanking his head back. Izuku’s cock twitched, precum splattering across the floor between his knees. 

“Pathetic.” Bakugo panted, though his low voice was laced with heat, “You really are worthless scum, enjoying something like this.”

Izuku made no argument. There was no venom behind those words. It was just something Bakugo needed to say to make himself feel in control but really, he was just as swept away by this as he was. A small, pleased smile spread across his face. Let Bakugo do and say as he wanted – as long as he kept falling deeper and deeper in love with him.