Red lights

Chapter 7

I should have chosen a more well known ship, Cuz i genuinely have so many questions about them both and with how the new bnha chapters are going i'm just AAAAHHH
anyway back to the story

wait WARNING
KINKY SHIT(CONSENTUAL), OVERSTIMULATION, BAKUGO BEING A SLUT ETC

Also a tiny bit of actual fluff before Dabi RUINS IT ASLDLFKL

you've been warned

Dabi ran a hand under Bakugo's shirt, the tight material forcing his hand close to his skin. He could feel the way Bakugo's body twitched at his touch as his hand slowly traced up his muscular build. The blonde squirmed slightly and the only sounds in the room were the soft clinking of the handcuffs and the quiet breathing of the two of them. The soft lighting of the room illuminated the both of them and when Bakugo finally turned to look him in the eyes he watched him hold his breath and his eyes go wide.

The lighting hit dabi in such a way that his strong jawline and other harsh features looked almost soft, his eyes filled with both wonder and lust. The staples in his skin glinted softly and Bakugo swore he hadn't seen those moles on his nose before.

"My my Bakugo, you seem to have quite the muscle here don't you?" Dabi questioned, making sure to give his chest a squeeze to further his point. The blonde man beneath him squirmed and Dabi couldn't help a smirk come to his lips at the faint red that crept up his neck and ears. Leaning down he decided to whisper quietly into Bakugo's ear, and could feel the shiver of pleasure that ran up the blonde's spine.

"Not saying anything? Wonder how long that'll last with my dick burried up your ass." Dabi watched as Bakugo's face turned from pale pink to crimson red. Bakugo pulled his legs closer together as if to try hide his growing arousal.

"Ok scarface, take these off." Bakugo growled, holding up his wrists to show the cuffs that uncomfortably clinked together with each movement. Dabi looked up at Bakugo before yanking on them, pulling the blonde up into a seated position.

"I can't do that, unless i can put something else on you to stop you escaping." Dabi responded, running a finger up he blonde man's neck, causing him to shiver.

"What kind of 'thing' are you talking about?" he questioned, all he wanted was these cuffs off, and if he got a good dicking in the process what was the harm. Dabi seemed to chuckle at his hesitation and got up to rummage through a drawer. He came back a moment later with a black leather collar and Bakugo couldn't help the audiable gulp that he made.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, this is just the only other option as you ARE a captive after all." Dabi announced, breaking the tension in the air. Bakugo watched him drop the collar beside him and he couldn't help it, he was curious. Reaching out he grabbed it and held it back up at Dabi, turning his head away in embarrassment.

"Oh so you are interested." Dabi mused, a sligh smile playing on his lips.

"Sh- shut up and get the damn cuffs off already idiot." Bakugo retorted, his face now a flaming red. Dabi smirked and ducked his head between bakugo's arms, curving their chests close together so that Bakugo could feel the heat through his suddenly very thin shirt.

Feeling cold hands on his neck Bakugo gasped as he felt the soft velvet lining of the collar tighten around his neck. It was an uncomfortable feeling but he liked it, it made him feel owned. He was Dabi's property and he wanted to keep it that way.