Inktober

Night 22: Heist

wow, yall probably have the prompts list memorized, its so not original idk anymore-

First off (i love/hate doing these little informants) I wanna apologize again, it's always late when I post these, and most of the time the result is crap, especially when it's only a sketch. 

My family aside from myself has kinda been on the sick side so I haven't had as much time to myself as I would like; despite it being the weekend, I've tried to sketch things out on paper and then just trace and color, but the coloring hasn't been going as fast as I want it to.

So for today, you guys get this lovely pencil and paper sketch
     But in all honesty, I think this version of it is pretty much perfect on its own

Warning the lights in my room aren't working so I'm sitting in my Denki wig in the dark lol

Trigger warnings, sexual harassment, and slurs are in the background story.  also, I will be using this as an eventual chapter in IRIPIKINBTK so watch out and ill warn you there. Emojis will be used so skip past the parts you don't wanna read. 

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Denki was just trying to take a normal walk, exercise with his quirk a little to remove some energy, and the like when he suddenly feels his back rammed into a wall. He feels this texture of brick through his shirt and winces as he tries to move his shoulder; he knows he didn't just run into the thing; he wasn't that distracted; was he? 

Just then he heard breathing and registered the feeling of something against his throat, with another wince and a shake he blinked and look in front of him. There was a dirty-looking man; smiling at him and breathing heavily. 

"You're that UA kid, damn, you look like a girl. I mean boss said you were a pretty little thing but I didn't know you looked like this~" s strange growl came from his throat; the man's breath smelled sour' his dirty blonde undercut blowing in the wind dramatically. Denki would have laughed about how cliche the situation was if there wasn't an arm against his throat stopping him from breathing correctly.

"yeah, I am, but are you sure I'm what you're into? I bet I could find like an actual girl who you could-" but he was cut off
"No!" he was shoved into the way again. sour breath blowing in his ear as Denki tried not to scream. "The boss said he wanted you, besides, you look like a little sl*t anyways; I don't think he would be bothered if I showed up with you half naked anyways. The man grabbed Denki's waist and he could feel the hand trailing lower. 

Sour breath on his neck, the puff speeding up. Denki couldn't look into the man's eyes and shuddered as he felt the large calloused hands making their way to his thighs and inwards. Denki wanted to scream. But he couldn't, so he tried to shove the man off but he was instead pushed back into the wall. his face as well shoved harshly into bricks; drawing blood. His face already hurt, but that wasn't enough. He groaned after the blonde man punched him in the eye.

"Oh, you like that do you?~" came a sultry purr again, Denki only whimpered and tried to melt into the wall as his head was shoved upwards, the man leaving hickeys on his neck. A hand was brought to his crotch and a slow rubbing and palming began through his jeans.

Denki could only moan and whimper in pain, It hurt and it made him feel disgusting, sending vibrations and shivers all over his skin. His body wasn't reacting the way he wanted it to though and he felt blood going southward. 

"I'm sorry for hurting you, I just wanted you to feel good~ but I see you're getting excited, You like it when I do this?~" A rough shove of a hand into his groin has Denki giving an involuntary moan. "Haha, that's a good boy, I'm gonna make you feel so good. I know you feel good, Damn your just so pretty!" The man stopped sucking on his neck, in turn, he took Denki's hand, gave it a caste kiss on the knuckles, and then brought it down towards his own crotch. There was a very large tent, even through the other man's dirtied jeans.