~Assorted BxB Oneshots~

Coercion~

DEKUBAKUTODO SMUT (Top Deku, Switch Baku (inferred), Bottom Todo)

CW // non-con, sort of forced consent at one point, established TDBK, blowjobs, lots of flirty couple stuff early on, kidnap, face fuck (sorta, you'll see), slight feminisation, mentions of sadomasochism, ever so slight quirk play, no lube, sex in complete darkness (cuz that's practical), interpretive bondage, underwear used as a gag, overall very bad sex

TW // mentions of murder, suicide, character death, torture, all that jazz

REQUESTED BY - YesImAliveStill
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Shoto "Shoto" Todoroki

Being a pro hero...heh, it's exactly what they said it would be. A lot of hard work, a greatly varied payoff. The notion of a split second decision being integral in life and death, and the fact that some people will never appreciate the work you do, it's all just as I expected. I'm glad they didn't dumb it down to make it more appealing, else I'd probably have just gone for a simpler career. The thrill of my life being on the line every time I was on shift was enough to keep me clocking in.

The only possible reason I'd ever stop would be Kat. Losing him, or the thought of him losing me, that'd be enough to have me pull the plug on my career in an instance. Sure, he was a lot lower ranking than me, but there were reasons for that. He'd had to resit basically a whole year at UA after the accident with his parents, and had cut practically everyone from the class off. I was the only one he'd kept contact with - I mean, I was his boyfriend by then, after all. He'd spend days in my room, crying his eyes out over the accident, unsure of what he was to do. It was after he'd heard of his father's suicide that he'd been sent away, having to care for his mother as she recovered from her own injuries. It was sad, not seeing him for such a long time, but I knew that he had more going on than me, and thankfully our relationship managed to get through it. I helped him through the year that he'd been left behind, and he's been slowly climbing his way through the rankings, swearing revenge on the bastard that had caused all this mess. He was sitting at a very respectable #31 in the rankings, although he clearly wasn't personally happy with it. He was proud of me, being #2 and whatnot, but hated Midoriya for having gotten to the top first.

Speaking of Midoriya, he'd sent me a message late last night, inviting the two of us over for a Saturday night meal this evening. I hadn't answered it yet, and intended to mention it to Kat as soon as he woke up. He was still sleeping, his arm lazily over my chest as I sat up, the comfort of his hand on my bare chest was nice, a simple gesture that described our relationship well. Affectionate, but not overboard. The ring on his finger told us of our future ambitions, the question a hard one to ask all those months ago. Although, I do think the accident had a bad impact on his mental health, as it most likely should, but I more mean towards some of the things he liked...experimenting with in bed. Before, he was unashamedly vanilla, but...he'd been talking to me recently about experimenting with a lot more niche things. I didn't mind, and am more than happy to humour him, but it just came as a bit of a shock when he started telling me he liked when I fought against letting him fuck me and shit like that. It was such a 180 from what he'd been like, but it's easy enough to attribute to trauma - at least, that's what he says.

"Mmm...mornin' babe..."

"Oh, morning Kat. Sleep well?"

"Mhm...you on today?"

"Nah, you aren't either, right?"

"Nope. Oh, by the way, I got a text from Midoriya yesterday, he wants us to go over for dinner tonight. You in?"