Slave to you 🖤🔒

Don't get too comfortable

Bakugo's POV

Leaning against the car door I watch as the city scenery slowly changes to more country one. We ride silently as I pointedly ignore him. Suddenly I hear a small click and feel the handcuffs fall from my wrists. Looking up I see Kirishima slide into the seat next to me before placing his hand on my thigh. I tried moving away from his hand but only manage to make matters worse for myself because this causes him to tightened his grip making it so I couldn't move away from him.

"Let go of me!" I grab his arm before feeling tiny cuts form on my hands, gasping I let go and look at his arm which has instantaneously transformed into solid rock. I looked up at him and the fucker smirked again.

"Unlike you, I still have a quirk, and I plan to use it on you whenever I want." An awkward silence falls over the limo again as I decided the only good thing I could do anymore would be ignoring him once more. After a while, we pulled up to a huge house with electric fencing surrounding it. Kirishima gets out and types a password on a panel that was near the fence. He then goes back to the limo and pulls me out of it by the leash.

"Hey, careful!" I yell. I try to unhook the leash. Kirishima grabs my hand roughly. He then softly intertwines the fingers on his other hand with my own. He loosens his grip on my wrist and gently rubs his thumb on the back of my hand. I look at him confused and in response, he brings my hand up to his lips and places a gentle kiss on it. Slowly he leads me into the house, as I follow dumbstruck from the sudden mood change.

"this is where you are going to be staying for a while, I'll have one of the maids give you a tour later but right now you need a bath, you fucking stink." he chuckles to himself before scanning my body and scrunches his nose up finally letting go of my hand so he can cross his arms. "at least you aren't that ugly. I could probably have some fun with you before I kill you."

"First off, I'm more attractive then you thank you very much, and secondly why did you waste your money to buy me if you just w-wanted to kill me?" My confidence quickly drains before I can finish talking. As kirishima slowly walks back to me. He grabs my hands once more and pushes me against the wall pinning my arms beside me.

"I bought you because I wanted a new pet that I could easily throw away afterwards. I want to see just how far I can push this fragile body of yours before it breaks. Then I want to learn just how loud you can scream before there's no air left in your lungs. And once I have you begging for death, then and only then will I give you want you want. " he then leans forward and kisses me, I try kicking him away but it only makes him kiss me harder. After a few moments he breaks away from the kiss shaking his head, "I need to stop doing things like that, you are absolutely disgusting right now." He says grimacing slightly.

He leads me upstairs to his bathroom. The room is almost completely white, with gold accents on everything. He closes the door and locks it. then turns around and looks at me expectedly.

"what?" I asked crossing my arms, he rolls his eyes and turns the water in the tub on testing it to make sure it was warm before plugging the tub. He looks at me again and leans on his counter, crossing his arms. His eyes scan down to my crouch and back up to hint at what he wants. "what! no, get out first." I say glaring at him.

"Fine I'll do it myself then," he says shrugging his shoulders before walking over to me and picking me up bridal style. I blush bright red and try wiggling away from him but he is stronger than me. Before everything happened, I could have probably taken him, but after living in the streets for a few years I have gotten a lot weaker. He places me on the edge of the tub then pulls my boxers off. I reach down and cover myself. I watch something flicker in his eyes before he grabs my hands and slowly pulls them away. Scanning my body completely now, biting his lip. "I cant he needs to eat and everything first," he mumbles to himself.