Dummies Guide to Breaking in a Slut (Bakugo x Dabi)

Chapter 1

Quick Warning: This is 18+, strong language, explicit and dubious consent. If you don't like that sorta thing, please don't read! Also, I've aged up the characters here so everyone is an adult. 

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Bakugo hated how much he was attracted to this rotten scumbag. To this worthless sack of shit that didn't even have the outright dignity to fight him fairly. This freaking bastard that grabbed him by the throat, and never really seemed to let go since. Might have as well collared him while he was at it!

But attracted as he may well be, that didn't make this situation of being captured and locked away like a dirty secret any better. Sex dreams were one thing, but living the reality of one of them with a villain no less was like a death sentence.

Just how many days had he been here? Was anyone looking for him? Did his fellow heroes even know he'd been captured? How many of these so called lessons would he receive? The first night being locked away, the lesson had been working on speaking properly to his 'dom'.

Bakugo shivered at the memory. Honestly, he couldn't decide whether to feel hot or cold about it. The second night had been dealing with his "acting out" since he'd tried to blast the place apart. His hole twitched in memory of the repeated slaps he'd received for his bad behavior.

It had been demeaning to be bent over another male's knee, slapped like his personal bitch and held in place by a tight grip to the throat. Fuck...it had been...sorta intoxicating. The combination of pleasure and pain that night....

Fuck, fuck fuck! Bakugo growled, mentally trying to erase the back flashes. He wasn't some whimpering slut. Get your act together! Figure out how to get the hell outta here!

"Oi, Blasty Babe focus on me." A cocky purr belonging to only a certain villain. When Bakugo had been busy daydreaming, Dabi had been enjoying the sight of the hero laid out before him on his stomach right on his bed. He wasn't the praying type, but thank fuck whatever deity decided to allow him the chance to train this freaking beautiful bitch into a future perfect cock-slut.

"Fuck off, this is-!" Having taken the chance to pull off his shirt and toss it aside, Dabi gagged Bakugo silent with two fingers pushed past his lips. His flesh scraped against the hero's teeth but hey, nothing wrong with a little bit of pain. "Quit squirming, my Blasty Bottom. It'll be easier if you go along with this."

Bakugo growled something, but as was the intended effect, Dabi's fingers muffled and distorted anything the blonde had to say. Muffled snarls turned into wet sounds as Bakugo's rambling caused a stir up of saliva that coated the villain's digits.

It definitely brought about ideas for future ways of torturing Bakugo with bliss and wrapping him around his finger. Perhaps tomorrow's lesson could be oral sex, and further in the future breathplay.

Pushing Bakugo's shirt up to get a better look at that undamaged, untouched pale skin, Dabi gave no warning when he bit right at the back of the hero's neck, sinking his teeth into the flesh to leave his mark. It'd probably throb and ache like a bitch later, but it would work at giving Bakugo the perfect reminder of who was claiming him.

Using his quirk to burn away the pants and boxers, Dabi spat into his hand to lube up his fingers. It wasn't as great as lube, or as hot as forcing Bakugo to suck on his fingers, but it would get the job done. Pushing two fingers in to start with, Dabi merely snickered when the hero tensed up and tried to put up a fight again.

Stupid hero thought that might stop him, eh? Opposite really...watching the struggle put up was just making his cock strain even more in his pants, and already he knew small beads of precum were budding at the tip.

To ease off some of the pleasure off his own cock while sloppily prepping Bakugo's hole, Dabi unzipped his pants to free his cock. With a snarl, the villain pressed his length between those cheeks. Soon a third digit was forced in because holy shit the hero was tight.

That didn't mean Dabi planned on stopping. He pushed his fingers in deeper, scissoring and stretching to find that spot that will drive this stubborn hero.

"You want my cock, don't you?" Dabi rasped out, yanking his fingers out of Bakugo's mouth so he could instead grip the back of the male's throat to pin him into place.

"Nngn-! You freaking wish!!!!!"

Dabi pulled his fingers out of the wet hole with a smirk. Lining up, his tip pressed against that cute pink hole, teasingly rubbing against the edge. Of course Bakugo was whining up a storm again and moaned out a curse, hissing at the compact as Dabi started easing the mere tip in.

Fuck, the brat was incredibly tight like a vice.

Securing his hold on Bakugo's hips, Dabi leaned over to press his muscled chest against the other's back. Such a different contract between the chill of the evening and the searing heat that came with the contact.

Bakugo seemed to like being draped over like that considering the little drawled out whimper that slipped from the hero's lips.

Only further encouraged, Dabi slammed further into Bakugo's hole, only stopping when his pelvis slammed against Bakugo's ass with a hard slap. Bending over with a shudder, Dabi growled low in the other's ear with a deep moan. He wanted the hero to be forced to hear how good he was making the villain feel by enveloping him in that velvety heat.

Dabi finally bit out, "If you want this to go easier for you Blasty Boy...beg for it."

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(Author's note)
A bit of a cliff hanger, but I'm sorta testing the waters since this is my first fanfiction for this ship! Hoped you guys enjoy it so far though! 

I also posted this to my ao3, so if you see it there that's why!