Love Bite (Kiribaku Steampunk&Fight Club AU💥)

That's not what a man does

Kirishima was rather surprised when Bakugo moved so swiftly to get behind him, knock him to his knees and push the pressure point on his neck. Of course, he struggled and fought against him as much as he could but that pressure point on his neck really made it hard for him to do anything and as Bakugo spoke Kirishima groaned looking into his eyes, he struggled to nod his head a bit as a soft of agreement to what he was saying and the words he managed to get out of his mouth at the time were just "m-muzzle! Damn it, m-muzzle!" He moved his hand to point to where it was laying on the ground, saying it once again "muzzle!" Bakugo's eyes widened a bit when Kirishima started groaning and yelling for the muzzle. He moved his gaze searching for the muzzle, he felt the other boy fighting more aggressively. The muzzle indeed was special, when he wore it it was like he was fine. Maybe still a little aggressive and scary looking but he was fine but when it was off it was like he had no control, like his teeth did all the thinking just wanting to bite and rip into everything around him and he couldn't help but try to move his head to bite Bakugo's hand but was more or less unsuccessful in doing so "I w-won't fight them, alright?! I won't! I'm your fighter and b-bodyguard thing! I do as you tell me I won't f-fight them! I need my muzzle, damn it" Kirishima growled lowly his brows heavily furrowed as he yelled still trying to get free and bite Bakugo's hand or arm and even wanting to get out of his grasp to chase after the people who ran off leaving them in the room. "Gah! I'm gonna absolutely rip you apart!" Kirishima began to struggle against the hold Bakugo had on him more aggressively and managed to at least pinch a little bit of Bakugo's skin before he couldn't really fight against him anymore and started to fall unconscious due to his necks pressure point getting pressed on and his eyes slowly closed, his body relaxed his growls and resisting grunts getting more and more quiet.

He moved his hand away when Kirishima's sharp teeth touched his skin, it left a little mark. "No, you won't" he said when he claimed he would rip him apart. Bakugo was glad that he had pressed more that point of the other's throat. Bakugo moved his fingers away, in fact he moved himself away from the red head and finally spotted the muzzle on the floor. He took it and went back to Kirishima, taking his face carefully like if he was some porcelain statue. Katsuki unconsciously appreciated Kirishima's face while he putted the muzzle back on. Kirishima actually had delicate factions, his marked jawline, thin eyebrows, long lashes, mesmerizing crimson eyes and pink lips. Since he had stopped pressing that point Kirishima was still half conscious. Bakugo passed an arm around his waist when he finished putting on his muzzle and he pulled him up. "You're not that heavy" he mumbled, carrying him bridal style. The people watched amazed the scene from the kitchen. "Go to sleep" he ordered to them and like it was nothing he got up stairs. He pushed the door open with his leg and carefully placed Kirishima on the bed. He straightened up next to the bed and crossed his arms, huffing "what am I going to do with you?" Bakugo rolled his eyes and walked towards the closet, he got out a robe like his but this one was made of cotton and it was red. Without seeing he threw it at him "put this on and fucking sleep, tomorrow we have a long day". Then he stared at him, just wondering why was he so... pretty. Even if he was such a case. Katsuki sat on the bed, expecting an apology not noticing that his robe had opened more and his sleeves kind of slid down showing his body "fucking say something!".

Once Kirishima felt the muzzle back over his face he seemed to go a bit lip finally relaxing like he had gained control over his actions and didn't resist at all when he was picked up and carried to a room and placed onto a bed his breathing was a bit intense at first but soon it calmed down and went to a more normal pace he didn't get up from the bed or move much at all other than sitting up and when the robe was thrown at him and he was ordered to put it on and sleep which he began to do taking off the clothes he had on and putting the robe on keeping on his muzzle and he looked to Bakugo soon after when he told him to say something he stayed quiet for a little longer before finally speaking "I have no authorization to tell you what it is you will do with me, you will make your choices and decisions as my master and I follow them. That is all I know and that is all I will continue to do". He moved to press his back against the headboard of the bed and he pulled his knees to his chest placing his chin on top of them "you are a strong master, not only in your words but also in your physical abilities. I respect that so I'll try to not give you too much trouble as long as my muzzle is on. Without it, I have been told that I have no restraint. I become crazy, thirsty for blood. Many have said I'm insane so as long as I keep this on you might not have to worry about me killing your men" Kirishima spoke bluntly soon closing his eyes to try and make himself fall asleep as Bakugo had instructed him to do, for the most part it was quite difficult since he wasn't very tired but he still kept his eyes shut and any movement to a minimum. His breathing could be heard through the muzzle and the expression on his face seemed calm and relaxed, not angry or crazy, sad or happy, just relaxed. Even a bit peaceful, Kirishima didn't get the opportunity to be on beds very much at least ones not as nice as this so he was actually feeling pretty good for once.

Bakugo rubbed his face a bit aggressively "ugh, you don't get it, right?" He asked, frustrated but he chuckled a bit just tired of everything he had deal with that day. Bakugo softly took the edge of the muzzle and made him look at him "open your eyes" Bakugo took away his hand and stared at Kirishima for a couple seconds before finally speaking "you're right about one thing: you'll follow my orders. I'm saying this knowing that my orders are not drastic or crazy, I'm not gonna ask you to kill people or to die for me. We're just gonna make money" Bakugo explained, a little grin on his face at the end of the sentence "I'm a young businessman, I want to be the best and I have revolutionary ideas to do so that might get some old mans mad. That's where you get in" Bakugo leaned just a bit towards him as he spoke having a bright on his eyes since he felt so passionate about his work "you're feared, your image is enough for people to back off and let me do my job. Soon I'll own this whole town, everyone will be freed from their slavery and they'll be able to have a fair battle against life and its ups and downs" Bakugo moved his hands as he talked, imagining everything "you're free to do pretty much all" Katsuki looked at him, he relaxed more noticing he was calm and he yawned quietly "but that doesn't mean you can just go around crushing people weaker than you. That's not fair, that's not... not what a man does". Bakugo was tired, his bare shoulders fell a bit and his eyes just wandered around Kirishima's face ending up in his lips that looked so soft... he quickly snapped, wanting to punch himself. He stood up and got away from him hugging himself, he felt kind of cold and fixed his robe. "I-I'm not scared of you.That's all, if you don't want to sleep now then don't, do whatever you want I don't care as long as you have energy for tomorrow". He looked at him one last time "I'm on the one with the big door" he mumbled going to his room feeling something weird in his belly.