collars

Shouto sucked in a breath as Midoriya and Bakugou peppered his cock with kisses, their breathy moans as they lavish attention on him and the clink of their tags the only noise in the room. Not able to take the sight, Shouto closed his eyes, not willing to blow his load quite yet.

“Off,” he commanded and they obey instantly. He doesn’t need to open his eyes to know that they’re going to be sitting on their knees, shoulder to shoulder, naked save for the collars around their throats, staring vacantly as they await new orders.

Obedient. Quiet. There’s no soft muttering, no grumpy cursing to greet him when he returns, just shells of his former lovers.

Shouto did not regret betraying heroes and their system, of siding with Touya and the League, but he did wish he could have shown Katsuki and Izuku the truth, that they would have believed him and gone with them, instead of fighting so hard. Maybe of they had, he would have the two whole and by his side instead of blank dolls in their body.

a fixit for murderpoppu

Shouto wakes up later and he feels Midoriya in his arms, Bakugou on the other side and has a change of heart. Before they leave for work, he confesses all he knows about the League of Villains, their plans, what kind of information he’s given them and things like that because he’s scared of that nightmare becoming a reality.