Heed Chapter 1

Fandom: BNHA

Rating: 18+

Pairing: Shinso/Deku 

Tags: Dildos, Hypnotism, Brainwashing, Dubcon, Begging, Anal Sex 

Summary:  There's no denying that it's wrong but using his quirk to turn his classmates into sluts and cock hungry himbos does make everyone happier, and lets him be together with Deku so really, there's not that big of a downside to this!

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Did he realize that this was wrong? Absolutely. There had never been a point during this entire thing that the thought of ‘hey, this is 100% an okay thing for me to be doing’ crossed his mind. 

Did that mean he was going to stop? Reverse everything he’d done? Shinso glanced down at Midoriya, tucked snugly between his legs, happily nuzzling the underside of his cock, panting, gasping and trembling as he lightly bucked his hips, rutting against the rumpled sheets. The fat dildo pushed deep into his ass, held in place by a pair of tight, white underwear that perfectly captured the pronounced, plush curve of his butt and the heavy line of his erect cock, vibrated loudly in the otherwise quiet room. Late afternoon sunlight poured in from the open window, casting a perfect sheen on Midoriya’s sweat soaked, shivering body. Shinso swallowed hard, his cock twitching excitedly against Midoriya’s round cheek. His heart hammered wildly inside his chest. Those bright green eyes, swimming with a dazed, feverish heat, flickered up to meet his gaze. For the first time since they’d started doing this, the familiar dreamy haze that people under the influence of his quirk had was nowhere to be seen. There was no need for it now. A sizzling pulse of pleasure bubbled up in the base of his belly. His cock twitched again. Midoriya’s wet, plush lips parted slightly, giving him a tantalizingly peek of a pink tongue. 

Beautiful…Midoriya was so beautiful, and he was all his. Shinso shivered, the corners of his lips curling up into a slight smile. Midoriya inhaled softly, his gaze flickering down to Shinso’s mouth. He started to smile as well, and Shinso couldn’t resist the urge to reach down and smooth the pad of his thumb over Midoriya’s plump lower lip. Moaning softly, his eyes fluttering closed, Midoriya pressed a soft, sweet kiss to his thumb before closing his lips around it, sucking lightly. He wasn’t allowed Shinso’s cock just yet so this would have to suffice for now. Though…he didn’t know how much longer he would be able to hang on. Normally, there was nothing more fun than keeping Midoriya waiting for as long as possible, watching him become more and more desperate as the need for Shinso’s cock grew bigger and bigger, becoming more unbearable by the second. It made that moment when he finally gave Midoriya what he wanted all the sweeter. 

Today, though…he just didn’t have the patience. Midoriya was to blame for that. He knew this was going to eventually happen but still, it had caught him off guard. Shinso’s smile grew. He pushed his thumb deeper into Midoriya’s mouth, gently rubbing it against his tongue. Midoriya let out another, louder moan, swirling his hot, wet tongue around Shinso’s invading digit. Those bright green eyes fluttered open to look up his way once more. A gleam of mischievousness appeared alongside that blazing heat. Before Shinso could clue in onto what Midoriya was thinking, he began to suck and stroke his thumb with his mouth, exactly in the same way he’d do with his cock. Eyes widening, his breath catching in his throat, a wild thrum of heat rushing through him, Shinso stared mutely as Midoriya squirmed and moaned, curling his scarred, calloused fingers around Shinso’s wrist to hold his hand still. 

Those bright green eyes never left his face. Midoriya eagerly, excitedly watched him, obviously quite happy with himself for being able to get that kind of reaction out of him. Scooching even closer, running the tips of his fingers over Shinso’s thigh, Midoriya openly enticed him, pushing his ass further up into the air and giving his hips a little wiggle. The sound of the dildo vibrating was annoying loud. The want, the gnawing deep to shove Midoriya down onto his back and pound into him until his hole was a gaping, sloppy mess seized hold of him. Shinso sucked in a deep, shaky breath. This guy…he had created a monster. Thinking back to how hesitant and unsure Midoriya used to be felt like thinking about a different century, a different millennium. Looking down at him now, shamelessly rutting, squirming and writhing…it was almost like this was how they had always been. 

Shinso pulled his saliva drenched thumb out of Midoriya’s mouth, his cock twitching when he whined in disappointment, sticking his bottom lip out in an adorable pout. He pushed his fingers through Midoriya’s fluffy, sweat drenched hair. So cute…so stupidly cute! Exhaling harshly, Shinso sat up, curling his hands around the curve of Midoriya’s chubby cheeks. He leaned down to press a wet, sloppy kiss to Midoriya’s plush, warm lips. Pushing back up into him, moaning happily, Midoriya wrapped his arms around Shinso’s midsection, anchoring them closer together. He pushed his tongue between Midoriya’s lips, shivering as the sweet taste of his mouth flooded over his taste buds. Right then, he thought he was the one in control – Midoriya never usually initiated beyond this, he always left that to Shinso – but with a harsh breath, Midoriya surged forward, shoving him back down onto the bed. Grinning mischievously, those bright green eyes blazing, Midoriya crawled up on top of him, straddling his waist, pushing his still clothed butt right up against his throbbing, aching cock. Reaching behind him, he curled his hot, calloused fingers around Shinso’s cock, giving it a gentle pump. 

“It’s alright, isn’t it?” He asked breathlessly, staring down at Shinso with needy eyes, hearts practically dancing amongst the raging heat. His round face was flushed a bright red. Hard, heavy pants tumbled out of his slightly parted lips. Giving Shinso’s cock another light squeeze, a pleased grin growing across his face when Shinso moaned and bucked his hips slightly, “I can do it, right, Shinso-kun? I want it. I really want it. I want it so bad so it’s okay?” To emphasize his point, Midoriya pressed his cock between the plush lobes of his ass, “It’s okay, right?”

He knew when he was beat. There was no way he could tell Midoriya no when he was looking at him like that. Pushing a trembling hand through his hair, swallowing hard against the dryness in his throat, Shinso briefly thought about re-taking control…but quickly discarded the thought. This…this was just entirely too good to put a stop to. He wanted to see how far Midoriya would push, just how confident and self-assure he’d become over the weeks they’d been together. Besides, isn’t this what he always wanted? Wasn’t this what he had been working so hard to get to? Weeks of slowly chipping away, leaving his mark, his touch, his scent and warmth all through Midoriya’s mind until there was no longer a need to use his quirk, until there wasn’t even so much of a seed of doubt or a hint of resistance? Weeks of hard work, of slowly, methodically using his quirk to convince Midoriya into believing that they were boyfriends, to change him into this…this adorable, beautiful slave to his cock…this was exactly what he wanted. 

Tucking an arm behind his head, Shinso offered a teasing smirk, “You want it so bad? Then go ahead, put it in yourself.”

“Eh?” Midoriya squeaked, some of his assurance fading away, replaced with adorable embarrassment. He started to squirm, rubbing his thighs against Shinso’s sides, “B…but you…”

“Hm?” Shinso hummed, giving Midoriya’s ass a light whack, earning himself an incredible breathy moan, “Did you say something?”

“Want…” Midoriya’s bottom lip stuck back out in a pout. He looked down at Shinso through thick, fluttering lashes, “Wanted you to do it…”

Oh, he really had created a monster. It was almost impossible to hold firm. Midoriya knew exactly what kind of affect he had on him, and right now, he was exploiting that to its fullest. Again, he was in no way irritated or annoyed by this. Rather, watching Midoriya act like this was exhilarating. Wanting even more of it was the only reason he wasn’t giving in. His smile grew into a lazy smirk. He quirked a brow, giving Midoriya a look that clearly said ‘well, do you want it or not? Better get on with it if you do’. Deflating a little, Midoriya looked like he was going to protest but stopped short of saying anything. Squirming around, his clenched fists braced against Shinso’s stomach, Midoriya flailed about for a few moments before the desire to have Shinso’s cock inside him won over his own embarrassment. Whimpering softly, he raised his hips up, tugging down his underwear just enough so his butt was exposed. 

“A…at least, pull it out for me…” Midoriya mumbled pleadingly. 

Shinso thought about it for a moment, purposefully keeping Midoriya waiting then, with an over-exaggerated sigh (which was completely ruined by his wide smile), he relented, reaching up and under Midoriya to pull the dildo out of his sloppy hole. Midoriya shuddered powerfully, his cock twitching underneath the tent of white cloth. As soon as the dildo was gone, Midoriya was pushing his hips backwards, raising them up so the tip of Shinso’s thick, hard cock was pressed firmly to his hole. He expected Midoriya to dwaddle for a bit, build up courage and all that but, to his surprise, Midoriya got himself in position then slammed down, impaling himself on Shinso’s cock. Using his weight to sink down all the way, his butt pressing firmly against Shinso’s pubic bones, he moaned loudly, his mouth falling open. Bracing his hands on Shinso’s stomach, he began to rapidly bounce, using the bed to gain some extra momentum. Gasping sharply, Shinso’s hands went to Midoriya’s hips – more for something to hang onto, rather than guide his motions. Right now, he was more than happy to let Midoriya take the lead. 

“Shinso! Shinso! Shinso!” Midoriya panted on repeat, forgetting the formalities as he fucked himself on his length. 

He knew that this was wrong but did that mean he was going to stop? The answer to that was as simple as the question itself: no. This whole thing had started as an impromptu, rash decision that just worked out in the end. A couple months ago, he had been teamed up with Midoriya to clean up a stretch of the grounds. Everything had been going well – ever since he was accepted into the Hero’s course, his relationship with Midoriya had steadily increased from rivalry to friendship…though, on his side, at least, it went a bit deeper. Who could blame him for feeling something for this adorable, enthusiastic, straightforward bastard? Practically half the school was in love with him already. That thought…it might’ve put him on edge and when he accidentally activated his quirk after Midoriya answered one of his questions, he acted on instinct. 

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Curling his arms around Midoriya’s muscular frame, he pulled him in close, shivering as their chests pressed flush together. He smelled so good – sweat, soap and something apple-y (which he would later learn was his shampoo). Shinso couldn’t help but to drag in lungful after lungful of that heavenly scent. Midoriya had stayed still in his arms, staring vacantly ahead. Without there being any stimulation, anything that could be used to break him free from his quirk, Midoriya quietly remained submissive, dutifully waiting for Shinso to give him his order. Shinso…dallied for a bit, allowing himself the time to just indulge in being able to hold Midoriya close. No one else around to interrupt them. No one else to rub into his face how Midoriya was so well loved that anyone could come along at any moment and steal him away. 

Standing there, stroking his fingers through Midoriya’s soft, fluffy hair, greedily dragging in his scent, burning with an overwhelming desire to kiss him, to touch him…to find all those little areas that made him flush and tremble, Shinso came to a startling realization. He didn’t just have to stand there and let someone take Midoriya away from him. No, he had the ability to make him his. It was so stupidly simple, he was rather offended with himself for not realizing it earlier. It would take time – that he knew and was more than willing to accept – but in the end, Midoriya would be his forever. 

Bringing his lips to Midoriya’s ear, he whispered, “Hey, Midoriya, can you hear me?”

“Yes.” Midoriya’s voice was flat, emotionless – what he expected from someone under the influence of his quirk. His eyes were hazy, unfocused and dull. It almost freaked him out a little – seeing someone as expressive of Midoriya look like that. 

“I want you to listen real close, okay?”

“Yes.”

“You’re mine, you got that?”

“Yours?”

“Yeah, my boyfriend. We’ll definitely get married when we graduate from UA. Got it?”

“Yes.” 

“Say it.”

“I’m your boyfriend.”

A wild shudder of scalding, dazzling heat rushed straight from his head down to his cock. Squeezing Midoriya even closer, he whispered, “Say it again.”

“I’m your boyfriend.” Midoriya’s arms slowly, clumsily wrapped around him, returning the embrace with a weak one of his own. The stiffness in Midoriya’s body gradually began to fade as he seemed to almost melt into his arms. His warm cheek landed on the curve of Shinso’s shoulder. Shinso turned slightly to bury his face into Midoriya’s fluffy hair. Heaven…this was heaven! 

“Again. Say it again!”

“I’m your boyfriend.” Before, when Midoriya spoke, he sounded methodical, distant and robotic. He was just repeating exactly what Shinso told him to but this time…this time it was different. His voice was…warm, light and happy. 

He could’ve kept Midoriya saying that for hours but the sound of chattering coming from somewhere behind him rudely wrenched him back to the present. Last thing he wanted was for someone to stumble across them like this. He’d get into so much trouble for using his quirk on someone on school grounds. He was already skating on thin ice as it was. Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Shinso started to pull away, only to stop before he completely detached himself from Midoriya. Midoriya’s hands clung to the back of his uniform. The way he was looking at him…it was only a tiny hint but it was obvious…Midoriya didn’t want him to let go. Laughing low in his throat, his heart fluttering wildly, Shinso started to lean down before a thought occurred to him. Midoriya was still under the influence of his quirk, which meant…

Smiling even more broadly, Shinso leaned in close, surprised by how quickly Midoriya flushed a bright shade of red and rasped, “Kiss me.”

He wasn’t really sure what was going to happen but Midoriya quickly pushing up onto the balls of his feet to press a light, chaste kiss to his lips was on the list, yet still took him out. Heat flooded into his face. His heart leapt up into his throat. He was moving before he realized it, clamping down on the back of Midoriya’s head as he was beginning to slip away and yanking him back up into a deeper kiss. Midoriya tensed up for just a moment before melting into his hold once more. He sighed softly, clumsily pushing up into him. It…it was a sloppy mess, drool everywhere but he was instantly hooked. Midoriya’s lips were so smooth, so soft and warm! He couldn’t get enough! The only reason he put a stop to that incredible kiss was because the voices were getting even closer. Furious that their moment had been interrupted but knowing that it was better to pull away now and have a chance to further this in the future, Shinso stepped back. Before Midoriya could catch hold of him, he released him from his quirk. 

“Huh?” Midoriya blinked owlishly, “Shinso-kun, what-?”

“If you’re getting overheated,” Shinso said roughly, shoving his face into Midoriya’s, getting a rush of satisfaction when his eyes widened, his face flushed bright red but he didn’t shrink back, “maybe tell me so you can get some water or shade before passing out.”

“O-Oh!” Midoriya looked away but his gaze kept flickering back to Shinso. Saliva still gleamed on his plush lips, tempting him to come take another taste, “I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful next time.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Shinso sighed, leaning back, one hand on his hip, “You’ve got me to look out for you now. Just be more honest.”

The tips of Midoriya’s ears were now a bright shade of pink. Eyes widening, Midoriya looked startled for a moment then smiled brightly, “R-Right! I’ll be counting on you!”

He wasn’t really certain what the effect that command would have on Midoriya after he was released from his quirk until just a few moments after he walked away. Midoriya gathered up the stuff he’d dropped when Shinso activated his quirk, hurried up beside him then, without hesitation, took one of Shinso’s hands into his own. Jumping a little, his eyes widening, a jolt of electric tingles racing up his arm, Shinso looked down at Midoriya, startled. He really hadn’t expected for things to go this quickly, though he hadn’t really made a command that was meant for the long run, rather than the immediate moment. 

“Hm, what’s the matter, Shinso-kun?” Midoriya asked, cocking his head slightly. If he realized how strange this was, it didn’t show on his face. 

“N…Nothing.” Shinso murmured, turning away, curling his fingers tightly around Midoriya’s hand. A pleasant heat tingled in his cheeks and the tips of his ears. Midoriya gazed at him for a moment, looking like he wanted to say more but before he could, some fellow students rounded the corner. With a squeak, Midoriya released Shinso’s hand, jumping nearly a foot away from him. It took nearly all of his mental strength not to roughly yank him back into place by his side. Blushing brightly, Midoriya stared down at the ground as they passed their fellow students, who didn’t even glance in their direction. Once they were out of earshot, Midoriya glanced over at him out of the corner of his eye then began to sneakily make his way back to his side. His hand slipped back into Shinso’s. Their shoulders bumped together. They walked together to the back of the building, where Shinso reluctantly released Midoriya’s hand. 

“Come by my room later.” Shinso said, pushing open the door so Midoriya could go in first. 

A splash of red dyed Midoriya’s cheeks. Grinning widely, his eyes sparkling, he said excitedly, “Yes!”

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From there, they parted and Shinso spent the rest of the day making a game plan. For whatever reason, it had worked – the instruction that Midoriya’s was his boyfriend had taken hold so now, he needed to make sure that it stayed that way. He knew exactly what he needed to do. He started off small – cuddling; light kisses on the cheek, forehead; holding hands in areas where no one could see them; eating lunch together. He was always the one who initiated, the one who always sought out Midoriya or tracked him down. He quickly found that if he stayed away for too long, the affect his command had started to fade. About a week after he made that command, he was forced to go on a weekend long training excursion with a group that didn’t include Midoriya. When he returned, Midoriya didn’t come greet him, he didn’t blush and get flustered when he tracked him down, and when Shinso tried to catch his hand, he jumped away, leaving Shinso with no other choice than to put him back under the influence of his quirk. 

He repeated the same order but it was at that point that he realized, the small, sweet stuff wasn’t going to cut it anymore. If he wanted to permanently make Midoriya his, he needed to get him hooked, addicted to him. Again, he started out small and simple: kissing, petting, heavy touching, getting Midoriya good and aroused before pulling away. Midoriya was always under his quirk whenever they moved into the more intimate stuff, making it all the easier to ease him into more…embarrassing activities. It was a bit of a gamble since pushing too hard, too quick might’ve caused Midoriya to break free but after Shinso “accidentally” stumbled onto Midoriya using one of his shirts to masturbate, gasping and whispering his name as he bucked his hips, driving his sopping cock through the tight ring of his fingers, he was 50% certain that everything would be alright. 

Building up to this had been more fun than he ever could’ve imagined. Playing with Midoriya, indulging in his body, finding all the things that made him go wild…it had been an adventure he could do over and over again without ever becoming bored. Similiarly to before, Shinso kept him under his quirk for the majority of times they did it, only gently lessening his hold, rather than releasing him altogether. Trying to do this without the aid of his quirk…it was too terrifying. He couldn’t stand the thought of being rejected by Midoriya. The more he drew him in, the more he got him addicted to his cock, his taste, scent and warmth, the more he came to realize that Midoriya didn’t just belong to him, he belonged to Midoriya and that…that was fine with him. 

He might’ve continued using his quirk on Midoriya, confident for now that nothing would break him out of this haze…if it weren’t for Midoriya, who, by that point, wasn’t exactly shy about his relationship with relationship with Shinso, had sought him out. He hadn’t outright said what he wanted. Instead, he took Shinso’s hand (not a surprise) and lead him up to Shinso’s dorm (also not a surprise – if Midoriya wanted to cuddle and kiss, they were going to cuddle and kiss). What did end up being a massive surprise was, when the door clicked closed behind them, Midoriya threw his arms around Shinso’s shoulders, tugging him down into a sloppy kiss. One thing lead to another and now…now…

Shinso’s gaze slipped back up to Midoriya’s flushed face. Harsh, heavy pants tumbled free from his gasping mouth. There was something in the furrow of his brow, the crease of his lids, the rhythm of his breath that clearly screamed he was about to cum. Shinso tugged down the underwear still covering Midoriya’s cock. A spasm of heat rolled through him at the sight of his bright red, sopping wet, twitching member. His…all his…Midoriya was all his. He…he wouldn’t let anyone else have him. He wouldn’t give him to anyone and now…now, he never had to worry about Midoriya leaving him, about Midoriya choosing someone other than him. Midoriya…he was his, and he was Midoriya’s. This was the way that it was meant to be. Shinso wrapped his fingers around Midoriya’s cock, stroking him off in time with the motion of his lips. Midoriya let out a ragged cry, his hand flying to catch hold of Shinso’s wrist. He made no attempt to pull him away – it was more just him needing something to hang onto as he was wrenched closer to the precipice. 

“Mi…Izuku! Izuku! Izuku!” Shinso panted, “My name! Say my name!”

“Hi…Hitoshi!” Midoriya sobbed, the pace of his thrusts speeding up, “Cumming! Cumming! Cumming! Hitoshi! Hitoshi! Please, please, please! Wanna-! Wanna-!”

“Cum…” Shinso breathed, a soft smile on his face, “It’s okay. Cum as much as you want.”

At those words, Midoriya went completely still. Every muscle in his body seemed to tense up. Throwing his head back, sending sweat soaked locks flying everywhere, he choked out a wailing, keening scream. Thick ropes of white poured out of his cock, splattering all over Shinso’s stomach. His hole tightened up even further, nearly crushing Shinso’s cock. Grunting loudly, a hard shudder wracking his body, Shinso slammed up, spearing his length into Midoriya and, with a rush of electric pleasure, came as well, pumping Midoriya full of his jizz. Panting raggedly, Midoriya collapsed forward, dropping onto his chest. Adoring his weight, his warmth, Shinso wrapped his arms around him, pressing a kiss to the side of his head.

Did he know it was wrong? Yes. 

Did he care? Not in the slightest. If anything, he felt…rejuvenated, as though this was what was always meant to be. It might’ve just been him bullshitting himself but…Midoriya was snugly in his arms, Midoriya was his, he was always, forever his…and that was all that mattered to him.