fantasy

Shigaraki’s clamps his hands around Midoriya’s throat almost lovingly, carefully keeping his pinky from touching. It’s a slight pressure, meant more to lay claim and not crush his windpipe. Midoriya can’t breathe but whether it’s because of the fingers around his throat or the brutal pace the man sets as he fucks the student he doesn’t know. Midoriya can only gasp, can’t make any intelligible sound as Shigaraki whispers into his ear. “To think All Might’s protege is such a slut for villain cock. How many others have had this hole? How many villains have split you open just like this?”

Midoriya wants to refute it, that it’s only him he allows himself to get fucked by, but no words escape him as he comes so close to becoming undone entirely, just a little more and-

“Deku-kun! Are you up yet?” Izuku awakes to Uraraka’s voice and the girl knocking on his door. “We’re going to be heading to the mall in less than an hour sleepy head!”

It takes a moment for Izuku to realize what’s going on. “I’ll meet you downstairs Uraraka-san,” his sleep heavy voice responds. He and Uraraka talk a bit longer through the closed before she leaves, likely to get food. Izuku is left staring at the wet stain in his sheets, cooling as his heart felt heavy. That dream again…

The phantom touch around his throat, his ass used so thoroughly…

Izuku hates the part of him that hoped that Shigaraki would give him an encore of that meeting at Kiyashi Ward Shopping Mall.