The black dragon roared out his reply, making Izuku shrink back against Kirishima.
"Step back! I'll kill if I'm desperate!" Katsuki raged as his skin glowed golden before his body cracked and morphed. His body started to grow as his skin turned orange, his blond hair smoothed down against his neck as it was replaced by scales. He hunched over on all fours while a whole tail formed on his backside.
Izuku held his breath as two dragons stood in front of him. They bared their fangs as they snarled at each other. Kirishima pulled him away as they watched the interaction between the two beasts.
Katsuki was smaller than the dragon he called Stain, but his eyes glowed with a wild look as the two circled around. Primal scents filled the prince's nose as he backed away, using an his hand to cover his mouth.
Katsuki let out a roar before launching off the ground with his muscular legs. His mouth was open, taking in black scaled flesh as he bit down on Stain's shoulder. The black beast growled, making the earth shake in reply. He swatted at the orange underbelly in reach but Katsuki held firm.
"What do we do?" Izuku whimpered, watching the scene in front of him with widened eyes. Kirishima just growled as he looked around, hoping for a hiding spot but found none that would cover them.
"I don't know," the redhead replied back, the hairs on his arms standing at attention as hisses and roars filled the otherwise quiet air. Izuku trembled as he watched orange and black tangle together in a bath if blood and snapping jaws. Their scales bathed in the sun's natural glow as sparkles littered the ground.
Katsuki shrieked as monstrous teeth sheathed themselves into his back. Wings battered his jaw while he nipped at the underbelly of his opponent. The greenette felt his body start to heat up, his skin could compare to the hot springs back home. Eijirou noticed immediately and the two of them felt terror take over.
Before the two of them could move the redhead noticed a intense sweet scent coming from Izuku's glands. It reminded him of peach cobbler and vanilla sweets. The Omega prince whined as he shut his eyes tight, his body hunched over as a wave of need entered him. The greenette felt his instincts start to take over as a pained expression crossed his face.
"Eijirou..." he muttered weakly. The Alpha snarled, his own instincts getting the better of him when two different pairs of eyes landed on them. The black beast hissed while Katsuki just stared. His eyes were curious and intrigued by the scent that all of them could sense.
"Stay back!" The redhead snapped, pulling Izuku even closer. Suddenly that once quiet air returned, only filled with the whimpers coming from a wide-eyed greenette.
An orange muzzle lowered down so Kirishima could catch a glimpse of a friendly face. The redhead swore he saw him wink before standing tall once again. His body practically slithered around him and Izuku, a massive tail wrapped protectively against them. Kirishima felt better, weirdly the scaled beast brought a sense of calm over him.
Katsuki hissed at the black dragon, his fangs bared in warning. Stain just growled, his eyes never leaving the helpless Omega. Izuku sturggled against Kirishima's strong grip, a pleading in his voice but no one seemed to notice. The black dragon took a step towards the Omega, its slimy tongue caressed its teeth like a lion about to pounce on an injured antelope.
But before the beast could do anything more Katsuki propelled his long neck, digging his teeth into Stain's throat. The opposing dragon let out a croak, his tail waving back and forth threateningly but orange talons dug into his chest before he could do much else.
"Katsuki... please...." Izuku panted as if every breath he took was an effort. His lips that were once rosy pink were now a deep shade, his temperature rising with every second that passed.
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(KiriBakuDeku) And They Will Come
FanfictionAn unlikely story about a prince, a fierce dragon, and a poet. Izuku Midoriya and Eijirou Kirishima set out on a mighty quest to find a dragon to save the kingdom from a cruel King and his royal army. There will come a poet who words are brave and k...