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“When I get out of here, you’re fucking dead, Riot!”
The muffled words have a dark chuckle rumbling from Riot’s chest as he stares at his favorite hero’s ass and legs, wiggling and kicking while trying to free himself. It had been sheer dumb luck that their battle had taken them into an old apartment complex and one solid swipe of Riot’s hardened hand had put Dynamight straight through the wall. Now his upper half is in the apartment next door, while Riot is actively enjoying the view of the ass that he’s admired and jerked off to on more occasions than he can count.
Riot snickers at the muffled pops and crackles of the hero’s quirk from the other side of the wall, knowing that Dynamight is likely seething from having reached the same conclusion that Riot has. If he uses his quirk on the wall, they risk the entire dilapidated structure coming down on top of them. The only way the hero is getting out is if he somehow manages to wiggle himself free…or someone helps pull him through. Riot could easily punch the wall out around the hero just enough to free him, but where’s the fun in that? He’s always wanted to get up close and personal, what better opportunity than now?
His lips curl upwards as his cock thickens in his pants. He finally has the blonde helpless and restrained…His hand reaches outward and grabs one of those glorious globes, giving it a harsh squeeze through the hero’s costume.
“What the fuck?! Don’t touch me,” he hears snarled through the wall.
“But, baby…you shouldn’t put this slutty ass on display if you don’t want to be touched,” Riot coos just loud enough that the hero can hear him as his other hand grabs the opposite cheek. Fuck, could bounce a damn quarter off this ass…
Riot hums kneading the plump clothed flesh in his palms while the pops get progressively louder on the other side of the wall. “Get your fucking hands off me!” the hero screams, but Riot ignores him as he uses his grip to spread the cheeks apart, thoughts running rampant of fucking between them. He bets the hero would be so fucking tight and would moan so pretty for him. Fuck…
Riot releases his grip and gives the hero a playful swat on that plump ass before hardening his fingertips and slipping them under the waistband of Dynamight’s pants and boxers. He grins when the hero starts thrashing harder. “Don’t you fucking dare, Riot!” the hero snarls, feet bracing against the wall and trying to pull his top half free.
Riot licks his lips, teasing his fingers against the warm skin of Dynamight’s lower back. “Little hero, when have you ever known me to ignore a challenge like that?” Riot purrs, drawing his sharpened fingers down slowly, slicing through the black denim of the hero’s cargos like butter. As the fabric falls away in tatters, Riot can’t tear his eyes away from glorious pale globes as they’re revealed. He drags his claws downwards, letting the shreds fall to the side, but stops the moment he reaches the inseam.
“No way…” he murmurs, breathless.
“Gonna make your death fucking slow and painful, you villain piece of shit!” Dynamight screams and his legs slam together, but Riot can’t really hear him over the pounding of his heartbeat in his ears while his cock strains against his zipper almost painfully.
In a trance, he lets the hardening recede from his fingertips and shoves them between clenched muscular thighs to pull the hero’s legs apart just for another look. Holy fuckin’ shit… Dynamight’s thighs strain against his hold, but the hero is uncharacteristically silent and deathly still. Riot wonders if he’s blushing the same color as the pretty pussy between his legs.
Riot thinks back through every interview he’s ever watched and every instance that they’ve faced off against one another and marvels that his favorite hero has been able to keep this a secret. He smiles meanly and releases one of those quivering tense thighs to cup over the bare soft mound. The hero tries to close his legs, but only manages to trap Riot’s hand further.
“Riot! Fuck you! Get your motherfucking hands off me, you fucking prick! I’m gonna–”
The words are lost on Riot as rubs his hand back and forth, enjoying the feel of soft smooth lips, letting his fingertips graze lightly over a little shy nub. Dynamight jerks at the small touch and Riot’s attention is caught as the muffled tirade comes to an abrupt halt. Smirking, he presses a little harder over the hero’s clit and begins to tease it in tight little circles.
“Is this why you’re so cranky, little hero? This pretty pussy needs attention?” Riot purrs and feels thick thighs twitch around his hand. Fuck, he’d love to suffocate between those thighs…
“Fuck you, Riot,” Dynamight hisses defensively, but Riot can’t help but notice that the hero’s thighs loosen just enough for him to stroke his fingers backwards and he groans at the slick wetness that coats them.
“Riot, fuck…don’t…” Dynamight says tightly like he’s gritting his teeth.
“Don’t worry, baby. It’ll be our little secret…” Riot murmurs quietly, but the hero clearly hears him when he sucks in an audible shaky breath his legs begin to tremble. Riot wonders what Dynamight is thinking right now, wonders what delicious expression is on his face as Riot continues stroking through dripping folds. “Nobody has to know that you’re enjoying this, that your pretty little cunt is soaking for me, hero…” Riot continues in a low voice. A visible shiver rolls through Dynamight’s body. So sensitive…
“Riot…I-I…” the hero stutters cutely, making Riot chuckle meanly while he teases the rapidly swelling nub. All of the bluster seems to have melted from his hero with just a little petting.
Fuck, Riot has imagined this so many times…imagined getting the angry hero beneath him and making him scream on his cock. Albeit, he’d always imagined a pretty cock swaying between those muscular thighs, but he’s definitely NOT disappointed by the reality of having the hero at his mercy and slicking over his fingers needily. Riot would never dream of letting a perfectly slutty pussy go to waste. His cock throbs thinking about sinking into Dynamight’s tight little cunt and making him squeal and squirt. Fuck yeah…
“Fuck!” Dynamight grunts and jolts when Riot curls one of his fingers into wet heat and thrusts it up, groaning as the tight hole clings to just the single finger and flutters wildly. He twists it and curls hard into the spongy inner wall before dragging it back out to the tip and thrusting it in once more. More liquid drips over his knuckles as he starts to steadily pump the digit, enamored by the slick sounds filling the air and his captured hero.
“Fuck, baby…” he growls. His knees thud over the floor as he drops and yanks his finger free only to grip tightly to muscular thighs and yank them further apart. He needs a taste… Dynamight lets out a satisfying yelp of surprise.
“Riot, what the fuck are you–” the breathy words are cut off with a lewd moan as Riot ducks his face between spread legs and seals his mouth over the hero’s slick smeared pussy. He drags his tongue through the mess gathered and sucks at the juices like a man starved. He just can’t help himself, has to taste Dynamight straight from the source.
“Jesus!” the hero squawks and squirms in Riot’s grasp. Riot only tightens his grip, keeping the blonde immobile while he flicks his tongue over a swollen clit and thrusts his tongue into the tight entrance, obsessed with the taste bursting over his tongue. He groans when the blonde’s legs clench and quiver, turning red from rubbing over the scruff of Riot’s jaw.
A sudden ringing noise has Riot jerking backwards from his feast in surprise at being interrupted and he feels the hero tense in his hands. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the device laying amongst the tatters of Dynamight’s pants and picks it up to silence it. It’s then he notices the barrage of text messages on the notification screen under the contact name “Old Hag”... his smile stretches his lips wide at the message.
Katsuki Bakugou! I have called you eight times. Pick up your damn phone, brat!
“It seems you’re in a bit of trouble, Katsuki…” Riot purrs, testing the name out on his tongue and enjoying the way it rolls off smoothly.
“How the fuck?” the blonde hisses and suddenly bucks as Riot turns on the ‘do not disturb’ on the phone and chucks it carelessly to the side. “Get outta my phone, asshole!”
“Too late, baby. I’m just learning all sorts of things about my favorite hero today,” Riot teases and gives a playful swat to one of the pale globes in front of his face, watching the flesh jiggle satisfyingly from the impact.
He’s surprised when there’s a low guttural groan from the other side of the wall. Oh really… To test his theory, Riot swats the other side just a little harder and is rewarded with another gravelly sound and the hero’s legs spread just a bit further as if to brace over the floor. On Riot’s next swing, a slap echoes around the empty apartment followed by a breathy moan that tingles over Riot’s skin. Riot rains down another loud slap on the other cheek just to hear more of the hero’s noises. “Is this what you need, Katsuki?” Riot rumbles heatedly, reaching down to adjust his aching length in his pants. “Need someone to pin you down, turn your ass red and stuff your slutty cunt?” He doesn’t wait for an answer and starts slapping Katsuki’s ass repeatedly, turning the skin a stinging pink, absorbing the breathy grunts and groans from the other side of the wall while his cock jerks and leaks against his boxers.
When Katsuki’s ass starts to turn a healthy red, Riot grips both cheeks and massages over the heated and welting skin while Katsuki pants heaving breaths after the onslaught. With one hand Riot rubs down over the cheek and trails his fingers between slightly parted legs before tapping his palm over Katsuki’s mound, satisfied that slick rivers are now trailing down the insides of those plush thighs. “What about here, baby?” he murmurs. “Should I turn this pretty pussy pink too?”
There’s a gasp through the wall as Riot pets over dripping lips, dragging his fingers heavily through them. His pretty hero likes this… Katsuki is silent on the other side of the wall, but his feet shuffle over the carpet tellingly, widening his legs just a little further. Riot grins as he pulls his hand away briefly before striking upwards with a wet slap. Katsuki squeals at the impact and jerks within the wall, rising up on his tiptoes over shaky legs. Before those legs can fly closed, he slaps again, harder than the first, earning him a slutty cry. He rubs once more over puffy slick lips, teasing and building anticipation. Katsuki is sucking in deep gulps of air and shivering when Riot smacks his chubby mound again. He alternates like that, letting the tension build in between each strike until Katsuki’s pussy is drooling down over stained carpet and bright fucking red.
Katsuki is shaking and moaning freely now as if he’s completely forgotten that they were fighting to begin with. Riot could get used to this…used to having his pretty hero at his mercy. The villain takes a moment to reach down and release his aching cock from the confines of his pants and gives his throbbing length a couple of slow pulls, never tearing his eyes from the perfect pussy in front of him. Katsuki shifts anxiously as if he can feel the heated gaze on him.
Katsuki’s ass wiggles as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other almost nervously, but to Riot it looks like a welcome invitation that he can’t ignore. When the silence stretches, Katsuki becomes restless once more and tries tugging himself free. “Riot?!” the hero hollers and Riot snickers silently, letting the thick silence remain undisturbed.
“Riot?!” The hero shouts again, clearly thinking that he’s been abandoned when Riot hears the quiet furious muttering from the other side. “Stupid motherfucking villains…I swear to god, when I get out of here, gonna blow your stupid sexy face to smithereens…” Awwww…Katsuki thinks he’s sexy. “Katsuki, you’re a fucking idiot…and now…you’re talking to your damn self.” The hero lets out a heaving sigh that Riot would call disappointed and he smirks.
Katsuki starts struggling in earnest after a few moments, wiggling his body helplessly and trying to shimmy his way backwards while Riot continues to work his cock watching that gloriously reddened ass jiggle and sway as he silently gets to his feet. He waits until Katsuki has his feet perfectly braced apart and waits. More pops and crackles sound through the wall.
“Hey! Can anyone hear me?!” Katsuki finally shouts. “I’m in–”
Katsuki’s words are cut off with a squeal when Riot curls two of his fingers upwards and thrusts them right into Katsuki’s waiting wet cunt as he tucks himself over Katsuki’s ass and braces a hand on the wall above him. He hooks his fingers against Katsuki’s spongey inner wall and begins dragging the tips of his fingers over it firmly. “Did you really think I’d leave you here like this, baby?” he coos through the wall as he starts pumping the digits inside.
“Riot, you motherfucker!” Katsuki screams, sounding enraged even as his pussy clamps over Riot’s fingers tightly.
“Why would I fucking leave when my favorite little slut needs me?” Riot goads, pumping his fingers steadily. “How could I possibly say no to this desperate dripping cunt?”
Katsuki mewls when he drives his fingers in with one vicious thrust to punctuate his point. “Fuck, baby, if you wanted me inside you, all you had to do was ask…” Riot purrs, drawing his fingers out briefly before driving them back in.
“I don’t want–” Katsuki rasps, but Riot cuts him off with another sharp jab of his fingers.
“Don’t lie,” Riot barks. “This little cunt is soaking my fingers…I know you’ve thought about this, hero. Bet your fucking panties are fucking soaked every fucking time we fight. I bet you’ve fantasized about my cock splitting you open and creaming your little hole. How many times have you shoved a nice thick toy in this cunt and imagined my fucking face? Hmmmm…?” he goads as he starts drilling his fingers a little faster and harder.
“Aw-Awfully f-full of yourself,” Katsuki stutters, trying to sound unaffected, but his voice vibrates from the force of Riot’s fingers hammering into him.
A cruel laugh flows from Riot’s lips as he yanks his fingers free and slaps Katsuki’s pussy with a loud sound that echoes in the empty apartment. Katsuki once more flies to his tiptoes with a cry, but Riot’s fingers plunge back into him before his legs can close. “The only person full of me, hero, is going to be you,” Riot snarls and starts drilling his fingers mercilessly into Katsuki’s sweet spot, earning him a pornographic whine that he could listen to forever. Katsuki’s legs are practically vibrating, every muscle tense and quivering under Riot’s assault. “Fuck, baby,” he groans through the wall. “I’m gonna spoil this tight little pussy rotten today… gonna give it exactly what it’s been craving. I’ve got you right where I fucking want you, Katsuki…and this little cunt is gonna spray for me and you’re gonna fucking like it,” he swears, his cock jerking to each breathy grunt and moan from the other side of the wall.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck….” Katsuki groans and his hips begin rolling as if seeking to get Riot’s fingers deeper or to fuck himself back on them. Riot resolves that this will not be a one time occurrence right then and there. Come hell or high water, he’s going to have this hero under him, in his bed, and riding his fingers and cock of his own free will. This is just a fucking appetizer and Riot already knows that once is not going to be enough. Katsuki is an all you can eat buffet and Riot wants to gorge himself.
A wicked grin splits Riot’s face when Katsuki’s walls begin to flutter wildly around his fingers and the hero’s sounds amplify in volume. He sends a little bit of hardening to his fingers as he rakes them over that fleshy spot that he knows is about to blow.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Katsuki chants and his pussy tenses hard and tight around Riot’s digits in preparation.
“C’mon, baby. Flood the fucking floor for me,” Riot begs huskily against the wall while Katsuki shakes violently around his fingers. “Be a good boy for me. Be my pretty little slut and cum all over my fingers…” he rasps and is rewarded by a deep moan just before Katsuki’s pussy pulses around his fingers and wetness starts to squirt and gush over his hand.
“Fuck yeah, baby…fucking perfect,” Riot praises on a groan, working Katsuki’s inner wall hard and fast while the hero squirms and squeals, his cunt gushing like a fountain over Riot’s hand. “Good fucking boy,” Riot snarls, pulling his fingers free to slap harshly over Katsuki’s slippery mound before driving his fingers in to coax more forward. Katsuki practically wails on the other side of the wall as Riot drags his orgasm out for several moments, alternating between slapping his bright red pussy and drilling his fingers inside.
“Riot!” Katsuki screams in overstimulation, but Riot is determined to pull every last drop from the quivering cunt sucking around his fingers. “Please! I can’t!” Katsuki begs, voice high pitched and pleading while his legs shake like a newborn foal’s. Only when the little gushes of cum taper to a stop does Riot slowly drag his fingers free of Katsuki’s fluttering walls and rub his palm heavily over Katsuki's puffy lower lips.
The hero’s panting breaths can be heard through the wall as Riot pets soothingly over his chubby and reddened pussy, making sure his palm is coated with Katsuki’s slick juices. A sigh of relief gusts out of Katsuki when Riot finally pulls his hand from between quaking thighs, making him smirk meanly as he uses the liquid in his palm to slick his painfully flushed cock. He leans up a little bit to watch as he guides his tip directly to that sensitive little opening. When he nudges his tip up in between Katsuki’s lips, a sharp inhale reaches his ears.
“Riot…” Katsuki rasps hesitantly, still out of breath and trembling with aftershocks.
Riot hums in question and begins to rub the thick mushroom head between chubby lips, making sure to drag it over Katsuki’s swollen clit. Katsuki grunts at the contact and shudders in sensitivity.
“Just… wait a minute…fuck…” Katsuki breathes out quickly and Riot chuckles at the note of apprehension in the request. He has no doubt that Katsuki can feel just from the thick head dragging through his folds that Riot is gonna break his little pussy. He probably should have stretched Katsuki on more of his fingers, but impatience is winning out. Riot is so hard that his cock feels like it’s on fire with the need to be sunk into tight wet walls and carving out Katsuki’s insides.
After a few more teasing strokes, Riot grabs his heavy shaft more firmly and notches at Katsuki’s tiny entrance. “Gonna stretch this tight little pussy out,” Riot growls and starts to inch his hips forward. At first, Katsuki’s entrance resists him and he has a moment to wonder if he’s even going to be able to sink inside.
“Shit,” Katsuki gasps and wiggles his hips at the pressure. “Riot, it’s not going to fit,” he groans, but Riot ignores him and presses forward harder, trying to force his way past the tense muscle trying to keep him out. When he’s unable to sink inside, he pulls back just a few inches…waiting. He watches the muscles in Katsuki’s lower back and legs relax minutely at his retreat before he tightens his grip on his cock and ruts his hips forward with one vicious thrust that plunges past Katsuki’s resistance. Katsuki screams as his walls are brutally forced open to make way for Riot’s girth. Riot snarls at the tight wet heat that clings to his cock as he bullies his way inside Katsuki’s cunt. He doesn’t stop until Katsuki’s ass meets his pelvis and his cockhead is butted up firmly against the barrier to Katsuki’s womb.
On the other side of the wall, Katsuki lets out a dry sob and Riot takes a moment to envision tears making the hero’s eyeliner run down his cheeks. Fuck…he wants to see the hero cry on his cock. Maybe he’ll pin him down and fuck him again after he pulls the hero from the wall holding him captive. He holds still for a few moments and takes the opportunity to massage over Katsuki’s welted ass cheeks, enjoying the feel of the walls clamping down over his cock. “There we go, baby,” he purrs. “Nice and fucking stuffed.”
Katsuki squirms over his cock, but doesn’t say anything through his heaving breaths as he struggles to adjust. Riot draws his hips back just a few inches and rocks back in slowly with a groan as Katsuki’s pussy constricts around him, practically strangling his cock. Katsuki moans at the movement and his legs shift over the soaked carpet below him as Riot sinks back in to the root. His eyes nearly roll back at the sensation of Katsuki wrapped around him for the first time. Something wicked twists in his gut though, wondering how many others have enjoyed this very sensation.
Riot leans over Katsuki and braces both of his hands against the wall as he draws his hips back until only his tip remains inside. “Such a perfect pussy, baby…” Riot murmurs darkly and Katsuki must hear the shift in his voice as the blonde suddenly goes very still. “Your other lovers must think so too…” The sudden idea of others seeing his favorite hero this way fills him with an inexplicable rage. He’s had his eyes on Katsuki for a long time and he’s always sort of had an unspoken ownership over the blonde in his mind…
Riot is surprised when Katsuki snorts through his nose at his words. Is the hero laughing at him? A slither of fury sparks and Riot’s hands harden. He scrapes his nails down the wall, leaving deep gouges in the plaster. “What’s so funny, hero?” he hisses.
Riot can feel Katsuki’s walls clench over his tip and Katsuki’s hips wiggle again as if to entice him back inside. “Nothing’s funny…” Katsuki says, sounding strained. “Just kind of absurd that you assume that there’s others…” he grits out defensively.
“Oh please, baby…I’m sure other heroes are beating down your door to fuck this sweet cunt…” Riot sneers and shoves his cock in roughly, making Katsuki tense and let out a wheezing sound.
There’s a loud boom from the other side of the wall and the apartment walls rattle a little with the explosion. “No one even knows I have a cunt, you fucking moron!” Katsuki shouts viciously.
“How the fuck is that poss–” Riot bites out automatically, but his words cut off as realization slams into him. Oh shit… but that would mean… His eyes close in disbelief as his cock kicks almost violently within Katsuki. When he opens them again, he can see the blush actually spreading over Katsuki’s lower back and down to his hip bones, completely erasing the doubt from his mind that Katsuki might be lying. This explains so fucking much… Katsuki is a fucking virgin. “Fuck, baby…” Riot growls, something feral roaring within him. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I don’t go around exactly expecting to be thrown through a fucking wall and having a monster cock shoved inside me, dumbass,” Katsuki sneers and Riot can just see the malicious expression twisting the hero’s features into his signature scowl.
Riot rocks his cock out just a bit and slides back in slowly. “Maybe you should, pretty hero,” he teases, starting a slow and steady rhythm. If Katsuki really is a virgin, Riot should have been more careful. His cock is a lot to handle even for the most seasoned of holes. “It’s really a shame that you’ve gone so long without having this beautiful pussy worshipped the way it deserves,” he rumbles. Katsuki’s walls clamp down hard over his cock in response to his words. Riot pulls his claws out of the wall and leans back to grab Katsuki’s plush ass between softened fingers, pulling the cheeks gently apart to watch his cock slide in and out. He fucking loves fighting with Katsuki, but watching his shiny cock coated in Katsuki’s slick is his new favorite activity. “How’s it feel, baby?” he asks, speeding up his cock just a bit.
Katsuki groans at the change and his pussy clenches at the word ‘baby.’ Riot is getting the feeling that the blonde is enjoying this more than he’s letting on. “C’mon, pretty hero…” Riot coaxes in a sultry tone. “Just between us…Tell me how it feels to have a nice thick cock splitting you open and stuffing your tight little pussy.”
Katsuki’s moan is airy as his cunt flutters a little around Riot’s length. “F-feels…” he hedges shakily. Riot grips tightly to his slim waist and angles his hips to piston through fleshy clinging walls harder. “Fuck…Riot, please…harder,” he begs and Riot smirks in victory.
“Anything for my favorite hero,” Riot growls and starts flicking his hips with vicious thrusts that batter Katsuki’s cervix and drag over his sweet spot.
“Oh my god,” Katsuki gasps through heaving breaths.
“Yeah? Is that the spot, baby?” Riot questions, ramming his cock in with brutal motions, enjoying the slick squelching of Katsuki’s pussy with every plunge. Already, his balls are starting to tighten as Katsuki’s cunt clings tightly and strokes his cock. Riot has fucked his fair share of pussy and ass over the years, but Katsuki’s is fucking perfect and Riot is already addicted. He hardens his cock just a bit to stave off his orgasm.
Katsuki lets out a delicious squeal as Riot’s cock thickens inside him, his hips twitching as if trying to rock backwards to meet Riot’s thrusts. In a fit of impulsivity, Riot releases Katsuki’s waist and hardens his fist. “Close your eyes, baby,” Riot commands gruffly.
“What? Why–”
Riot slams his fist into the wall, making it crumble just above Katsuki’s back and giving the hero enough room to really throw himself backwards. He brushes the debris from over Katsuki’s back, never ceasing his drilling thrusts. He can just barely see Katsuki’s blonde spikes and hung head through the newly created hole. Riot grabs his waist again and he watches as Katsuki plants his hands on the wall below him as his feet shuffle wider to brace and really start throwing his hips back as if begging Riot to go harder. There’s now enough room for Katsuki to escape from his temporary prison, but Riot grins when the hero continues to moan like a whore while practically impaling himself on Riot’s cock.
“Fuck, baby…so sexy. Ride me just like that,” Riot praises through gritted teeth, tightening his grip on Katsuki’s waist and drilling his cunt hard and fast.
“Shiiiiiiiiiiit…” Katsuki curses as their skin claps together loudly, his pussy tensing in preparation.
“Is this slutty pussy gonna cum?” Riot rumbles, bucking his hips while Katsuki trembles and moans tellingly. “Is my pretty hero gonna be a good boy and fucking squirt for me? C’mon, baby, make a fucking mess. Get me all wet…wanna be fucking drenched in your cum before I cream this perfect cunt.”
Katsuki lets out an animalistic sound, followed by a squeal as his pussy suddenly convulses. Riot pounds into him harder as liquid begins to gush around his cock. “Fuck yeah, baby…just like that…good fucking boy,” Riot growls through clenched teeth as his own release creeps up on him. Katsuki bucks and squirms while Riot continues to assault his sweet spots with driving thrusts that make the wall rattle as Katsuki’s body is jolted each time he’s stuffed.
“Riot!” Katsuki screams, still dousing Riot’s front.
“Yeah, baby…scream for me,” Riot snarls, jaw clenched. “Here it comes…” His cock kicks and swells in spasming walls, balls pulsing as thick hot cum begins to stream from his slit while he grinds with jerky movements, trying to get it as deep as possible. “Fuck!” he shouts, pulling Katsuki tightly against him while he unloads and his head spins from the pleasure shooting down his spine. He pulls out just a little bit just to rut his cock through gummy walls and coax more cum to spurt from his tip with a feral need to fill Katsuki with his claim. He’s forced to grab onto the wall, digging hardened claws deep into the plaster to keep from collapsing as his own legs shake from the intensity of the orgasm.
Katsuki is limp and panting when Riot finally gets his bearings once more and begins to soften in Katsuki’s hole. He pulls himself upright and very slowly draws his cock backwards. Katsuki lets out a quiet whimper when he pulls free and Riot puts a warm palm over his back and starts to rub in soothing circles. The hero is still shivering as aftershocks roll through him and makes no effort to move from his spot braced between the two apartments.
“Come here, baby,” Riot coos gently and reaches through the wall to brace Katsuki’s taut belly up over the wall as he pulls him backwards through the hole. They both instantly collapse into a heap on the floor, sweaty and breathing hard. Riot is surprised when Katsuki wordlessly tucks himself into Riot’s chest, warm breaths gusting over Riot’s bare skin. He instantly folds his arms around Katsuki’s trembling body and tucks his face into blonde hair to breathe in Katsuki’s scent for the first time. He’s never been allowed so close and fuck if he isn’t going to take advantage of it.
They sit there, tangled together on dingy carpet for several minutes while they catch their breath and the sweat cools over their skin. “You better not tell a soul…” Katsuki mutters quietly after his body calms. He doesn’t make a move to pull away so Riot just tightens his arms and strokes over the remains of Katsuki’s uniform.
“Not going to tell anyone, Katsuki,” Riot murmurs and presses a tentative kiss to soft strands. Katsuki sucks in a breath and looks up at him with soft blood red eyes that Riot has always admired. Unable to help himself, Riot moves his fingers to gently grip the hero’s chin and tilts it upwards. Katsuki’s lips are unsure when Riot presses them together and Riot smirks against his lips, knowing that he’s probably Katsuki’s first in this too. It takes a few moments before Katsuki’s lashes close and his lips start to move against Riot’s hesitantly. If Riot is given the opportunity…he’ll teach Katsuki everything.
When Riot nips Katsuki’s lower lip with sharp teeth, Katsuki gasps and his lips part, allowing Riot to stroke inside Katsuki’s mouth with his tongue. Katsuki twitches as if to pull away from the strange intrusion, but Riot only holds him tighter, keeping him captive in the cage of his arms as he teases Katsuki’s shy tongue. He never imagined seeing this side of his brash and bold hero, but Riot is living for Katsuki’s inexperienced reactions and unexpected softness. Katsuki’s tongue remains elusive, but Riot isn’t discouraged. If he has his way, there will plenty of time later for him to coax it out to play.
Riot pulls his tongue back before pressing a gentle peck to plush lips. “Good boy,” he murmurs against Katsuki’s mouth. A smile curves his lips when Katsuki sighs and shivers. He presses another light kiss over Katsuki’s lips and happiness radiates through him when Katsuki presses back almost eagerly. Riot tangles his fist in Katsuki’s hair to keep their lips pinned together and for several minutes they trade breaths back and forth as they practice getting it just right.
Eventually though, Katsuki pulls back just as far as Riot’s hold on him will allow. “I hope you know this doesn’t change anything,” the hero mumbles, but sounds almost sad about the words.
Riot tightens his arms and tugs Katsuki back to his chest, nuzzling down into his hair, feeling possessive and unwilling to go back to the way they were. “Pretty hero, this changes everything,” Riot growls. Even if he has to take the hero and lock him away, Riot isn’t willing to let him go now that he’s had a taste.
“Riot…” Katsuki whines into his chest. “I’m supposed to arrest you, you fucking idiot. You fucking me doesn’t change that.”
Riot chuckles at Katsuki’s almost childish pout, like he’s miffed about his own resistance. “Awwwww, baby…” Riot coos. “You know that you like this… Imagine what I could show you…what I could do to you…if you were mine.”
“Tch,” Katsuki scoffs. Riot can tell that his heart isn’t really in it though.
Riot wants him…wants him more than anything he’s ever wanted before. His head starts whirling. Maybe there’s another way to tie Katsuki to him. “Make you a deal, hero…” Riot purrs, stroking through Katsuki’s hair, enjoying the feel of the soft strands slipping through his fingers like silk.
Katsuki tilts his head a little further into Riot’s hand like a needy cat. “I’m listening…”
“In exchange for me being a good boy and not stirring up as much trouble for the heroes…you give this a chance,” Riot offers in a low voice. “You give me a chance to make you mine permanently.”
Katsuki pulls away from his hand and looks up sharply, eyes squinted in suspicion. “Let me get this straight…” he grits out. “You’ll stop being a villain if I date you?” he asks, a hint of incredulity in his tone.
Riot hums. “I didn’t say I’d stop being a villain, baby. I do have other pursuits that don’t warrant a big flashy affair or involve me provoking the neighborhood watch dogs…” he says playfully.
Katsuki’s eyes scrunch further, clearly deep in thought. Riot can practically see the calculations being run behind those ruby orbs. There’s several moments of loaded silence before Katsuki seems to reach a decision. Before Riot can blink, Katsuki’s hand grips his jaw in a harsh grip and tugs his face down. “Fine, but you better stay the fuck off the goddamn radar and I better not hear about you hurting civilians…”
Riot grins victoriously. “What about other villains?”
Katsuki smirks and shrugs. “Fair game as far as I’m concerned. Just leave some for me…”
Riot chuckles and smashes their lips together in a hungry kiss. He’s gonna be on his ‘best’ behavior if it means he gets to keep Katsuki.
“I hope you have a fucking plan for getting us out of here, dumbass,” Katsuki breaks away to growl. “Cuz some asshole decided to destroy my fucking pants.”
“Mmmmm…guess we’ll have to wait until it gets dark,” Riot rumbles slyly. “I can think of a few ways to kill a couple of hours, baby.” Riot slides his hand down from Katsuki’s waist and tucks it once more between muscular thighs. “I think this pussy needs more attention after being starved for so long…gonna feed it a couple more loads to suck on.”
Katsuki groans. “Fuck yes…”