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"Aww come on Chako.. you know you like it."
Bakugou used her friends' nickname for her, like he had the right to.. but then again, he was already doing whatever else he wanted to her... He was used to taking what he wanted and Uraraka was no exception.
She tried to let out a sound but her cries were muffled by one of his inhumanly strong, calloused hands, while he used his other one to push his fingers deep into her heat. Hot, angry tears forced their way out of her eyes and down her face until they hit his skin. She snapped her thighs shut around his hand to try and stop him.
"No use trying to fight it." He pried her thighs back open easily, pushing his leg in-between hers to hold her in place. "We both know I'm stronger than you." His smirk was sadistic, the complete opposite of a hero in training, quickening his pace as he slid his fingers in and out of her. He watched as her glossy eyes somehow managed to grow even wider with fear, his pants tightening at the thrill. "Besides… why fight something that you know you want?"
Uraraka was more than breathing heavy, her heart was nearly beating out of her chest. The top few buttons of her shirt had been ripped open, leaving her satin bra on full display.
Why is this happening to me?
Unable to scream or plead or do anything at all but take it, she just stood there, trapped against the wall. She had lost all strength but Bakugou didn't seem to mind, or even notice, holding up all of her weight effortlessly.
"Wanna know how I know you fucking like it? How I know you don't want me to stop?" He didn't wait for her answer since he knew damn well she couldn't give one. He wiggled his fingers deep inside her fleshy hole and then pulled them out, bringing his hand out of her pink skirt, and up to meet her eyes. The two fingers that had been inside her were glistening, slick with her wetness. He slowly separated them, allowing the thick strings of slimy goodness to stretch. "Your pussy is dripping for me."
She watched helplessly as he brought his soaked fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. A chill ran down her spine, just before his hand disappeared back underneath the soft material or her skirt and found its way back into her sacred area.
If I could just free my mouth..
Without wasting time thinking about what might go wrong, she bit down on his hand, hard enough to draw blood.
She was just about to scream, when he leaned into her, close enough for his lips to touch the shell of her ear. Her hair stood on end, his scorching breath silenced her even though her mouth was finally uncovered.
Scream, Ochako. Scream.
"You really don't wanna scream, Cheeks." He whispered in a low, menacing tone, there was almost a tinge of laughter behind it. "Unless you want everyone at UA to know how much of a whore you are. If you want your teachers and all your nerdy little friends to find out, everyone in class to see you like this…" Bakugou pulled away from her, turning towards the door with a wicked gleam in his eye, his hand threatening to push it open.. to expose her. He would be exposing himself too, but still…
Uraraka's stomach dropped, fear flooding her body as she watched him draw closer to the closet door. A drop of blood ran down his hand and fell onto the ground in what she swore was slow motion, splattering red across the hardwood floor. He didn't notice. Just before his hand gripped onto the brass doorknob, to show everyone her embarrassment, she reached out and gently touched his shoulder.
"Wait." It was barely even audible. The queen of gravity could hardly find her voice at all, let alone ignore the consequences of using her quirk on him.
Bakugou turned back to her, knowing smirk still plastered to his face. He knew she would give in. She was so predictable it was almost no fun. Almost.
"Why should I?" He raised an eyebrow, turning the tables on her now, like the sick fuck he was.
"I- I just-" She couldn't string together a sentence, she could barely manage a thought. She just swallowed the mass building in her throat and bit her lip.
At the sight of her giving in and looking so defeated, Bakugou was feeling generous. He decided to lessen her struggle by not making her finish the sentence. In a flash he had her pushed back against the wall again. She gasped at the sudden movement, her chest heaving more frantically than ever, when his dark, crimson eyes pierced into her own.
"Tch. Knew you wanted it."
His burning gaze was broken by the quiet timer on her phone going off. He pulled it off of the shelf that he had set it on when he took it away from her in the first place, and hit stop on the timer. She stayed silent, watching him carefully, wondering what was going to happen next.
After a few excruciatingly long moments passed and nobody came to knock on the door, he snorted.
"Looks like they forgot about us."
It made sense, everyone was already ridiculously drunk by the time the glass bottle landed on the two of them, sealing her fate in a "harmless" game of seven minutes in heaven. Or so Mina had said. After they were shut inside, they heard the pizza arrive, which only added to the rest of the party goers being too distracted to remember that they were even missing. Their seven minutes were up and nobody came to check on them…
"Looks like they did." She said, her voice quiet as she spoke.
His smirk almost seemed to turn into an actual smile for a moment, still there was something sinister lurking beyond those lips.
He ran his fingers gently down her chest, between her breasts. It was the softest touch that she'd ever felt from him, from any guy..
But it didn't last.
"Take your top off."
Uraraka scoffed, her face showing her disapproval. "What? No!"
"I wasn't asking." His stare hardened, and she knew he was serious.. As if he hadn't already made that abundantly clear. "If I have to do it myself, you won't have a shirt to leave in."
She furrowed her brows, but ultimately did as he commanded. It's not like she was in any position to refuse him. She was slow to undo the rest of the buttons, as she nervously fumbled with them, she could tell that he was losing his patience. He didn't like to be kept waiting. When the last button was undone, her shirt fell off her shoulders and onto the floor.
I can’t believe this is happening.
She was standing in front of him in her bra. It was mortifying. He was her classmate.. her friend. Or so she thought…
With her shirt finally out of the way, he slid his hand up her back, and unclasped her bra with no warning.
She was still trying to process what was happening, when she felt her bra straps slip down to the crease of her arms, leaving the entirety of her breasts exposed to him. Her breath caught in her throat at the realization and she quickly covered herself with her hands, eyes darting to the door.
Bakugou wasn't worried about being caught at this point, but if it would speed things along..
Without looking, he reached behind him and twisted the lock. Why was there a lock on the inside of the closet door? Irrelevant.
"No need to be shy, Chako."
He tore away the hands that were hiding her goods and tossed her bra to the ground to join her shirt, pinning her arms to the wall behind her. Now he finally got a good look at her body.
"So this is what you've been hiding all these years." His tone was teasing but lustful. "Not bad at all.."
Uraraka was too terrified to look him in the eye. Blushing, she stared pointedly at the wall to her side, hoping that this nightmare would end soon. Just how far did he plan on going?
He dropped her arms, assuming that she would be smart enough not to try and cover herself again. She let her arms fall to her sides, and with both of his being free now, he slid them up to grope her tits.They were impressive, he'd always assumed she'd worn a push up bra or something.
Bakugou didn't linger for long, only grazing over her front before he flipped her around and pushed her naked breasts against the cold wall, causing her nipples to erect on impact. She sucked in a sharp breath, now very aware of what was likely about to happen. It was a little late for her to try and get out of the situation now.
"I’m stronger than you."
"Unless you want everyone at UA to know…”
She swallowed hard, but couldn't get the lump in her throat to go down this time. "Bakugou.. please."
His lips were at her ear again, as he pressed his body against hers from behind. "Keep begging Uraraka, you're only making me harder."
He meant it. His erection was throbbing and stiff with want. He would deny himself no longer. Time to take what was rightfully his. His classmate.
Uraraka's tears started falling again silently, she couldn't help it, but at the very least she refused to outright sob in front of him.
His hand went up her short skirt, tearing her panties off. She snapped her eyes shut tightly. When she heard the horrifying sound of his pants unzipping she tried to yank away but he restrained her immediately, with a quiet laugh.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."
He dug what little nails he had into her side, pulling her hips away from the wall so he had better access.
Her palms were against the wall, bracing herself for the unknown. Vision blurry and too afraid to look, she didn't see his monstrous cock spring out of his pants when it was released. It would've only frightened her more if she saw the size… or how excited it was watching her struggle. Even if the struggle was fake. She was a damn good actress.
"I'll be real gentle, Chako.. My sweet, sweet little virgin."
She was fighting back the urge to sob, as he lifted her skirt, giving himself a better view of her exposed holes.
Grabbing the base of his readied cock, he pressed it against her opening. Her tight, virgin hole was still dripping from the tease of his fingers. He wasn't a monster, he wouldn't tear into her flesh without making sure she was nice and slippery first.
He slowly began pushing his tip into her, easing the first couple of inches into her welcoming warmth. Keeping his word, he made slow, steady movements pushing and pulling only about a third of his length inside her.
Uraraka's moan was faint, but he heard it, and decided that he had been gentle enough with her. He thrusted into her with much more force now, burying the rest of his cock in her tender pussy, until he was balls deep. He let out a ragged grunt at the same time that she let out a tiny scream, which he found arousing and kind of cute.
"Go ahead and scream, be as loud as you want. We can put on a nice show for all your little friends out there. Show them who you really are."
His thrusts were violent and deep, hitting her where it hurt over and over again, as he used her pussy to get himself off.
She definitely wasn't a virgin anymore. She hadn't seen his erection but she could feel that he was huge. It was painful, and not like she expected at all.
"I forgot to say.. your first time will probably hurt quite a bit. Might take some time to get used to before it starts feeling good."
He groaned, lost in his own rapture. Listening to the sweet melody of his dick stirring up her insides, balls slapping against her skin, the screams that she was biting back. He only wished that they weren't stuck in such a cramped space as he violated her. "Violated her." Yeah right. She was absolutely living for it.
Somewhere in the midst of his thick cock stretching her raw, pink flesh, her pussy juices gushing out around him, her cries began to change into continuous moans. No longer able to pretend she didn't want it..
Uraraka didn't want to admit that it felt good. She almost preferred the feeling in the beginning, the sharp pains that masked her underlying pleasure. But unable to control the sounds she was making.. it was obvious that the pain of losing her virginity had subsided, and was replaced by full on ecstasy.
His balls were full and more than ready for release. When his pace turned into quick, deliberate thrusts, she had a feeling that he was about to finish and then a whole new feeling of dread washed over her, jolting her out of newfound pleasure.
No condom.
He definitely hadn't put a condom on, and she had been too fearful to even notice at the time. Not that she could have done anything about it anyway.
"Bakugou, you better pull out!"
The sheer panic in her words was enough to send him over the edge. She was scared.. of getting pregnant most likely. How fucking precious.
"I really don't like being told what to do." He grabbed a rough handful of her hair and yanked her head back, so she was resting on his chest. "It makes me want to do the opposite."
His forcefulness was a turn on but she couldn't think about that right now. She couldn't afford to get pregnant, nobody could ever find out about this. It would ruin both of their lives.
"Fine. Fill me."
If he wanted to be childish and play the opposite game..
Well that was unexpected and undoubtedly hot, given how out of breath and panting she was. She probably didn't realize that her request was so arousing.. But her wish was granted. With one hand still in her hair, the other gripped tightly onto her waist as he pumped his thick, creamy seed deep inside her womb. A creampie for her first time. How special.
Her jaw fell open and she was lost for words. He pulled out of her, releasing her from his harsh grip and she felt the cum begin to leak out of her. She slumped to the ground, defeated and depleted of any energy. What was she going to do now?
The ever present smirk returned to Bakugou's face as he stuffed his relieved cock back into his pants. Uraraka was on her hands and knees, legs spread enough for him to see the gift that he had left, running out of her used slit and piling onto the hard wood of the floor beneath her. A real vision. If he wasn't so ready to get out of the damn closet, and away from the loud noise of the shitty party, then he would have loved to keep playing with her.
"Thanks for the good time."
He laughed darkly, leaving her there to worry and stress alone.