To Kill For Love

Chapter Thirteen

Fuck, fuck, fuck. He messed up this time. How? He had no clue. But by the way Shouto and Izuku stared at him when he walked into the room, he felt as though he fucked up royally. He backed up against the door until it clicked into place. "D-Did something happen?" He stammered.

Shouto cocked his head to the side. "You left." He growled lowly. The sound of his frustration combined with his blank expression created a terrifying combination, causing Katsuki to swallow hard. "What was more important than our cuddling?"

A slight relied coursed through the omega's veins. Relief of this not being serious. He noticed in the way Izuku resisted the urge to smile. His relief, however, quickly turned into desire as Shouto stalked towards him.

"Shouchan takes cuddling very seriously, Kacchan." Izuku quipped with a click of his tongue. "You should be ashamed."

A hand carefully wrapped around his throat. Promise gleamed in those mismatched eyes. He applied no pressure, wary of Katsuki's last encounter with someone holding his throat. Hesitation flickered then his hand moved to bundle locks of blonde hair. "Answer my question." He demanded.

Again, Katsuki swallowed. "I went to the gym with Kirishima..." He admitted honestly. He and the red haired alpha discussed it the day before, after the whole fiasco during the dodgeball tournament, and Eijirou agreed to work out with him. "Shouto, I'm-"

"Sorry won't cut it." His alpha snarled as he pulled on Katsuki's hair. "You deserve to be punished for your crimes."

The statement went straight to Katsuki's dick, which filled out more and more with each passing second. Still, Shouto did not look pissed enough. The omega craved more. "Fuck off." He seethed. He tried to struggle, but Shouto's grip tightened.

Shouto forced him toward the bed. His grip hurt in all the best of ways. "We're going to fuck you until you pass out from exhaustion. Then, we'll use you as our own little toy." He shoved Katsuki down onto the bed, and the omega's face dug into the soft blankets.

His erection rubbed against the edge of the mattress. A moan ripped from his throat at the sweet pressure. "Shit-!" He cursed when Shouto pressed a knee into his already soaked ass.

"How should we begin, baby?" Izuku crooned softly.

"Get the entire box."

A shiver shook Katsuki's body. The box meant a lot of things. A lot of toys to be used on him, in him. Fuck, he had no clue what they had in store for him, but he was ready to take whatever they threw his way. He heard the ruckus and the shuffling, then the bed dipped slightly.

"Cock ring?" Izuku suggested, his tone light and excited.

"No. We can keep him from coming without one."

Their hands dug through the box. "Triple penetration?"

Scarlet eyes widened even though they could not see.

"Not this time."

"Gag?"

"I want to hear him."

"Inflatable plug?"

"Doesn't that one vibrate too?"

"Yeah."

"Add it to the using pile."

They listed off a plethora of other options and the "using pile" grew alongside Katsuki's impatience. We tried to get up, but Shouto effortlessly shoved him back down. In the end, and with consent, he ended up wearing many of the objects they found.

A collar with many rings wrapped loosely around his neck. Again, Shouto wanted nothing to do with choking his omega. He wanted to use it to grab and pull forward, not cut off airways. He explained it to both Izuku and Katsuki very carefully and thoroughly. The inflatable, vibrating plug was inserted within him but not put to use. He shifted uncomfortably, not used to the sensation. Sure, he messed around with toys, but never inflatables ones. Cuffs, much like the ones used when he first arrived, bound his wrists together behind his back.