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Swine's Pearl
🕑 Added 2020-11-16 04:24:57 +0000 UTCWinner of the 9a Fic Poll! The winning theme was: Barbarian King Bakugo drags Prince Izuku away from his new bride and fucks him senseless
WARNING! Contains dubcon!
Nearly forgot to post it but here it is! Writing super possessive Katsuki is always a ton of fun and this time was no different <3 Hope y'all enjoy!
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The sound of pounding footsteps coming up the nearby stairwell drew his attention away from his newly acquired price. Pausing in the harsh pumps of his hips, the corners of his mouth turning down in annoyance, Katsuki looked towards the door. It shouldn’t surprise him that it had been found out this quickly. Still, pissed him off. The footsteps came to a skidding halt and the door flew open, revealing one of his aides, Eijirou. Wide-eyed and panting, Eijirou bowed so quickly, the movement was just a blur of red. Katsuki shifted slightly, grateful for his past self, despite being hungrier than he could ever remember being, had taken the time to get into this position. While no one would be able to do anything if they were to find out, he simply didn’t want to deal with that kind of trouble right now. All of that would come later…after he had fully indulged himself in his adorable prize. As soon as he made eye contact with Eijirou, his confusion was palpable. It did look he was trying his best to keep that puzzled expression of his face but was doing a damn poor job of it. Not that he could blame him. There he was, just standing in the Temple, in an awkward angle behind one of the pews, flushed and out of breath for seemingly no reason. It didn’t worry, though. Eijirou knew better than to ask.
“Your Highness, something terrible has happened!” Eijirou exclaimed, not moving from his spot in the doorway.
“What is it?” Katsuki responded, not bothering to hide the irritation in his voice. He slyly placed his hand on the warm, trembling body in front of him, teasingly swirling in the tips of his fingers along the small of his back. His prize shuddered, whimpering quietly – the sound barely audible. It was taking all of his self-control to not look down to see how his delectable prize was handling them being barged in on when they were in such a compromising position.
“The bride’s new husband! He’s gone!”
Cocking his head, feigning slight curiosity, Katsuki replied evenly, “Gone? What do you mean ‘gone’?”
“Just gone, Your Highness! The bride was pulled away to speak with her Father. When she returned, Ser Izuku was gone!”
“He ran off?”
“I don’t know, my Lord. He simply vanished. I’ve talked to the bride’s party but no one saw anything.”
This was going better than he had expected. He had thought someone would’ve seen him while he was acquiring his prize but looks as though he was even craftier than he originally thought…or perhaps some of the servants had wisely turned the other way, pretending they didn’t see what he was doing. Regardless, he was rather pleased with these results. What would be the best way to proceed? The truth would, eventually, get out. Best to downplay this as much as possible for now. Letting this get blown out of proportion would only lead to more trouble down the line. Huffing sharply, Katsuki gave Eijirou an unimpressed look, “Have you asked beyond the bride’s party?”
“Yes sir. Mina, Sero and Denki are currently searching the grounds. They have been instructed to ask everyone if they’ve seen Ser Izuku. They had only just started when I left to report to you.”
Katsuki sighed. In hindsight…he should’ve handled this much more subtly. Even though no one would be able to do anything about his actions, he was still causing trouble for his aides. He cocked his head slightly, his gaze shifting down to finally gaze upon the glorious prize he had taken for himself. A sizzle of heat ignited in his stagnant hips. The urge to start wildly pumping into the tight, warm hole wrapped around his throbbing cock almost overwhelmed him. What would his little pet do if he were to start fucking him while Eijirou was standing right there? Aahh…he wanted to see it…but that would be pushing his luck a little too far. His attention had already been taken away from his prize for too long now. Having to deal with all his aides whining and complaining about his actions would only lengthen the time he was kept away from him. Without raising his gaze, Katsuki waved a hand dismissively.
“Then go join them, Eijirou. I don’t have the time nor patience to deal with some Mains moron who most likely wandered off and got lost. Just handle it and don’t bother me unless you have an update.”
“Sir!” He didn’t have to look up to know that Eijirou had snapped to attention, “I will bring word as soon as we have more news.”
With that, without waiting for a response – not that Katsuki thought he’d expect one – the door Eijirou had just burst through closed with a loud click. Thundering footsteps receded back down the nearby steps. Training his ears on the sound, Katsuki listened until he could hear nothing except for the wind blowing through the long grass outside and the heavy breathing of his new prize. A wide grin spread across his flushed face. Leaning down, he pressed a firm, wet kiss to the middle of his back. Sliding his tongue out of his mouth, he trailed it up the length of his spine until he had reached the nape of his neck. Fluffy hair tickled his cheeks. Katsuki inhaled deeply, drawing the sweet scent of his prize deep into his lungs. A soft, gorgeous whimper came from the smaller body trapped underneath him. Curling his hands tighter around his slender waist, digging his blunt nails deep into his hot, sweaty skin, Katsuki straightened up. His gaze roamed over the constellations of freckles speckled across his pale skin. Scars, some old and worn, others still fresh and pink, created lines and paths he could wait to memorize with his tongue.
Truly, his idiot of a cousin had picked a fine man to marry. Too bad that now, she would have to find another. He doubted there was anyone of this caliber anywhere else in the world. It would cause a fair bit of ruckus once the fact that he was the one who stole Izuku away from his new bride and yes, it might result in rising tension between his extended family but he couldn’t give a flying fuck. Izuku…oh, Izuku…Katsuki’s large hand smoothed up his back, pushing into his thick, sweaty hair. The first moment he saw him, he had been mesmerized. Knowing that he was about to be handled off to some swine who could never even hope to deserve him made his stomach clench. No…no, no, he couldn’t allow someone as perfect as this be married off to that damn extra – not when he could be in the much more dignified position of being pinned underneath him. Perhaps he should’ve acted before the wedding but that damn cousin – she had sensed his hunger, his desire for her soon to be husband and had done everything in her power to keep them apart. It was only after the vows had been exchanged that he had gotten the chance to act.
Now…Izuku was his…only his, solely his-! His cheeks ached from smiling so widely. Exhaling harshly, Katsuki lunged down, stretching his mouth open wide to sink his teeth into the soft flesh of Izuku’s shoulder. He cried out loudly, his smaller body shuddering. His already tight hole clamped down more firmly around him, squeezing him with enough strength to make stars burst in front of his vision. Growling low in his throat, possessed with a tyrannical love that demanded more, more, more, more, Katsuki began to viciously pump his hips, slamming his length deep into Izuku’s insides. A loud squeal erupted from those perfectly pink lips. One of Izuku’s scarred, trembling hands flew back to frantically grab at him. Turning his head slightly, Katsuki released Izuku’s shoulder in favor of catching that hand and bringing it to his lips so he could pepper light kisses all over the knuckles. Ragged moans, whimpers and gasps poured out of his newly acquired prize. His insides were blazing hot, twitching and tight around him. Sweat poured down Katsuki’s face, dribbling off his jaw to plop in fat droplets on Izuku’s back.
“Feels so good, Izuku-!” Katsuki groaned into his ear, curling his other arm tight around him. He slipped his hand down to his crotch, grinning triumphantly when he found a hot, hard length jutting out, soaking wet with a copious amount of precum. Izuku wailed shrilly. Katsuki wrapped his fingers around it, stroking him off in time with his thrusts.
“Y-Your highness, please-!” Izuku squealed, his smaller body shuddering. His voice was weak, laced with a barely restrained lust. In that instance, Katsuki couldn’t stand this position any longer. He had been in such a rush to get inside his prize that he had chosen what was most convenient but now…now, he wanted to see his beloved Izuku’s face. Wrenching backwards, Katsuki grabbed hold of Izuku’s arm, pulling him down onto the pew. He landed with an adorable ‘OOMPH!’ on his back. Big, beautiful green eyes, swimming with tears and heat, gazed dizzily up at him. His round, freckled face was flushed a brilliant shade of crimson. Each breath made his muscular chest heave. Wedging himself between Izuku’s trembling legs, his gaze hungrily roaming over his naked body, eagerly looking for the next place to mark, to love, Katsuki rammed his cock back inside, setting the same brutal pace that made Izuku bounce with every collision of their bodies. His plump cock swung back and forth, spraying precum all over his belly.
Throwing his head back, his eyes stretched open wide, Izuku sobbed raggedly, “S-Stop this-! I’m-! I’m-!”
“Mine.” Katsuki breathed huskily, gleefully groping at Izuku’s pecs, adoring the way his fingers sunk into the plump curve, “You’re mine…I’ll treat you so much better than that swine so be a good boy and let me adore you.”
“B-But I-!” Izuku weakly shook his head, “This…this is wrong-! I’m-! We’re-! Your Highness, please-!”
“Shh…” Katsuki leaned down to capture that troublesome mouth in a rough, possessive kiss, devouring him like he was a treat that had been dangled just out of his reach. He slipped his tongue between Izuku’s plump lips, shivering as his deliciously sweet taste spread across his tastebuds. Whimpering softly, Izuku pressed his worn hands against his chest and tried to push him away but there was no strength behind it. Curling his arms tight around his smaller figure, Katsuki squeezed him close. His ears trained in on the sound of his rapid breaths, the wet squelches of his cock moving in and out of his hole, the creak of the pew underneath them. He could feel Izuku’s cock rubbing against his belly, a blaze of heat that soaked deep into his skin. For all his protests, there was no hiding how good he was feeling…now, if only he could convince him to be a little more honest.
Nipping at Izuku’s lower lip, Katsuki panted, “Save your breath. I won’t hear another word of protest. You’re mine. No other may have you! You cannot tell me that you wish differently when you’re hungrily taking everything I can give. Now…cum…cum-! Cum-! Cum with me buried deep inside-! Cum as the one you truly belong to makes love to you-! Cum-! Cum-!”
“You-! Your-! AAH-! AAH! AANNH!! Can’t-! Can’t! Wait-! Too much-! I-! Fee…feels so good-! Your cock-! Your cock feels so good-! My belly…my belly is so hot-! Can’t-! Y-Your Highness-!! Your-!!” Mouth falling open, his tongue hanging out lewdly, Izuku’s hips strained up off the pew. A strangled wail rippled out of his throat as his muscular body shuddered. His insides clamped down painfully tight around him, slowing down his movements. Thick ropes of heavy, milky white cum sprayed out of his cock. Feeling as though his face might crack from wearing such a wide smile, Katsuki paused, greedily watching his beloved prize tremble and gasp as he came.
“Beautiful…” He whispered, smearing the semen around on Izuku’s belly with the tips of his fingers. He brought the drenched digits to his mouth. An explosion of salty sweetness burst around his tongue as he lapped up all traces of the delicious milk. Heat bubbled up in the back of his throat, cascading down to his crotch in a fury of desire that would not be sated easily. Dragging his tongue across his bottom lip, Katsuki glanced over to the nearby window. It was risky to continue here – one of his aides could reappear at any moment. He didn’t want anything or anyone interrupting his first time with his precious prize. Best to retire to his chambers, where he could ensure the sanctity of their consummation. Katsuki’s gaze flickered back down to Izuku, who was still visibly dazed from his orgasm. He was still resisting now but it wouldn’t take long to make him see that this was where he belonged: wrapped up in his arms, seen only by him – worshipped and beloved by the strongest man in this world.
Reaching down to curl a hand around the back of Izuku’s neck, Katsuki pressed a soft kiss to his wet lips. His cousin would make a stink about this. Some might try to convince him to give Izuku back. Katsuki’s jaw clenched at the thought. If they truly wished to do so, then let them try. For those who dared tried to take his prize away, he would make them understand the weight and consequence of becoming his enemy.
