Jockstraps to Bra-straps

Chapter 22

*Notes: ok warning this chapter has a detailed non-con/ rape scene if you don't like that kind of thing or find it triggering. please skip this chapter and wait for the next one. I would also like to give a shout out to everyone who has stayed with me through my break and for being so sweet and supportive. I love you all and don't worry after this I plan to give our little a family a break and give you more cute, happy fluffiness!*

I woke to my head pounding, arms stiff and sore from being tied above my head for an unknown amount of time. I could feel my injuries from my fight with Dabi aching and burning. I groaned, opening my eyes. My vision was blurry and took a few blinks for it to the world to come back into focus. The room of the cabin was dark, only thin streams of light that illuminated the dust in the air from cracks in the walls and curtains. Let me know it was at least daytime. I lifted my head to look around the room for Dabi, the muscles in my neck protesting. Unable to locate him in the room I tried to activate my quirk, I felt it start to activate before fading away. The drugs must still be too prominent in my system to use it. I groaned as I grabbed the metal bed frame, giving the rods the handcuffs were wrapped around a tug. There was a creak and a small bend of the metal as I pulled them. I let go and readjusted my hold before pulling it once again; it creaked loudly as it bent more and more. Just as it was about to break the door slammed open. Dabi's cold blue eyes met mine and narrowed.

"Well, well, looks like sleeping beauty is finally awake." He said tone even as he strode over to the bed, his hand engulfed in blue flames; reaching down, he placed his hand on the now bent rod, fusing the metal of the handcuffs to it and then the rod back to the frame.

I yelped as the metal heated up around my wrists, burning the already tender flesh.

"Behave or I will make sure that the next burn will be much worse." he sat back down in his chair. "Looks like the boss wants us to lie low for a while, so boring." He sighed as he picked up the book laying on the table.

I lay quietly on the bed, tears gathering in the corner of my eyes as the metal cooled around my burned wrist. With his attention off me and my thoughts becoming clearer, I started trying to activate my quirk subtly; it slowly became easier and easier to activate it. At this rate, I would be able to break free and make a run for it before he even has a chance to react.

An alarm suddenly started blaring from Dabi's pocket; he reached into a pocket, pulling out a cell phone and silencing the shrill noise.

"Bet you think I forgot about how that drug will wear off, didn't you?" He gave me a smug smile as I felt my heart sink. He pulled the pill bottle back out from the bag that had taken up residence under the table.

"Now, are we doing this the easy way or hard way? I would suggest the easy way because I won't be as nice this time if you chose the hard way." His eyes once again met mine, a dangerous smile tugging on the corner of his lips, pulling the damaged and stapled skin as it grew. I glared at him pressing my lips harder together in defiance, I just needed to keep him from drugging me just a bit longer and then I could make my escape.

"Well, this will be fun... well for me at least." His normally bored eyes took on an excited but dangerous look as his smile widened, stepping over to the bed in two quick steps. I closed my eyes and braced for his hand to grab my face as he had before. Only to have my heart stop as I felt a weight fall on top of my hips. I opened my eyes, tears gathering as I looked up at his face, that dangerous smile looking down upon me.

" I said I wouldn't be as nice if we did this the hard way." His tone had an exciting edge that made my blood run cold.

"Please no, don't do this." I managed to get out finally finding my voice tears flowing down my face.