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-Katsuki’s POV-
As a second year in college, Katsuki Bakugou had it pretty easy. His roommate was his childhood best friend who was constantly out so he typically had the place to himself. He also offered tutoring services at the student center. He was a harsh tutor and people complained during the sessions but would come back praising him when they did well.
It was a typical Saturday morning. He woke up and checked his phone, he had already received a good morning text from his girlfriend.
Momo:
Momo Yaoyoroza was the “it” girl on campus. Every man’s wet dream. She was rich and famous, but as much as he tried to feel content in his relationship… things just didn’t seem right. He refused to acknowledge the reason even though he knew. He did, but that was beside the point.
He rolled his eyes before responding.
Katsuki:
He hated this game. Momo was a nice girl; he just didn’t feel as deeply for her as she felt for him. Hell, she kept sending him engagement ring ideas and they had been dating for less than a year. Katsuki had plans. He wanted to graduate. He already had to fight his parents to allow him to major in culinary arts when they wanted him to major in business to take over their empire eventually. He had no interest in that.
He shook his head; he couldn’t go down this road because he needed to hit the gym with the guys before his first session at 10 AM. He looked at the clock 8 AM, he was meeting them at the gym in 30 minutes. He opened his muted group chat with the idiots and read through the messages. It was mostly nonsense. He sent them a message reminding them what time they were meeting this morning.
He slowly moved on to auto-pilot as he got ready for the gym. He went through his extensive facial and hair routine and then got his clothes on. Katsuki threw on his compression shorts and finished with a black fitted tank top. He eyed himself in the mirror and nodded.
Katsuki had ten minutes to walk to the gym. He leaves a note for Izuku, who never came back the night before, grabs his bag, and walks out of his dorm room locking the door. He pulled out his headphones and began his workout playlist as he began a slight jog to the gym.
He kept his eyes straightforward not looking at the random students roaming the campus on a Saturday morning. If he had been looking around he would have noticed the purple-haired man taking photos of him as he jogged across campus.
Katsuki makes it to the gym and checks his smartwatch. His heart rate is at the perfect elevation to begin his workout. He pulled his earbuds out, hanging them around his neck as he opened the door only to be greeted by his rowdy friends waiting in the lobby.
Both Kirishima and Tetsu come up to him, slapping him hard on the back causing him to stumble a bit. “Gods damn giants.” He muttered under his breath. He looks up at the 6’7’’ giants from his own 5’8’’ height and rolls his eyes.
“Why are you both so damned happy this morning?” Katsuki grumbled as he heard the door open behind him. In walked Sero and Kaminari joking with each other and horseplaying. “I don’t even know why I meet up with you guys. Fucking idiots.”
He stormed past the two twins but froze as he saw that Izuku and Todoroki were there as well. He grumbled under his breath as he made his way into the locker room. He threw his bag into the locker after grabbing his water bottle. The other four followed him.
“C’mon Bakubro, you know you love us.” Kirishima laughed as both he and Tetsu crowded him. Katsuki’s heart hammered in his chest as he was now face to face with both of their well-defined chests.
“Get the fuck off of me!” Katsuki grumbled trying to push them with little luck. The pair were practically boulders. They both moved, raising their hands in the air.
“Bro, it looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” Tetsu chuckled and changed the topic. “C’mon let's go!”
The group of boys made their way out to the gym floor. As Katsuki looked around he noticed more and more people joining. Including his roommate and childhood best friend, Izuku, with his boyfriend The Shouto Todoroki. Todoroki was at the same level of fame as he was. His dad was the Police Commissioner and his mother was a famous model, who had worked with his parents multiple times.
He couldn’t stand him. The way they flaunted their relationship so casually and no one batted an eye. Well, Katsuki’s parents would say vial things about the degenerate children of Rei Todoroki.
He rolled his eyes and turned towards the treadmill to start with cardio. Today was a mobility day so he would warm up with a jog, move to PiYo (a mix of Pilates and Yoga), then he would finish with a cool-down jog.
-Hitoshi’s POV-
Hitoshi Shinsou was looking at the photos he had taken this morning. Katsuki Bakugou… to say he was obsessed would be an understatement. He wanted to destroy him in every way and rebuild him into his perfect pet.
He was drawn to his hotheaded temper and the persona he put on for the world. However, the person Katsuki was behind closed doors when he thought no one was watching was enchanting.
He walked towards the gym knowing that Katsuki would be on the treadmill currently and it was PiYo day which meant it was the perfect day for some light stalking. He loved being able to use the excuse of working for the school newspaper to take pictures of whatever he wanted.
He had held off for so long, but the endorphins he received from photos of Katsuki were beginning to wane. Hitoshi was planning his next steps as he stepped into the gym. He flashed his school press badge at the front desk as he walked further into the gym.
His eyes tracked the random students working out. He couldn’t help but laugh as he noticed Katsuki eying the twins as he ran on the treadmill. That boy was so far in the closet he had real estate there. Hitoshi snapped a few photos of everyone before settling on his subject.
It seemed as if Katsuki was just finishing his warm-up and moving to the big mat area surrounded by mirrors. Hitoshi smirked as he headed in that direction. He noticed that Midorya and Todoroki were doing partner stretches.
He walked over to them. “Midoriya. Todoroki. Do you mind if I take some posed pictures for the newspaper? We are doing a section on physical health so I’m here taking some photos.”
“Hey, Hitoshi! Sure, I mean I’m down if Shouto is?” Midoriya replied with a megawatt smile. Todoroki shrugged in response.
Hitoshi told them a few different poses to get into and hold while he took photos. He made sure wherever he positioned them that Katsuki was in the shot. He had to bite back a growl as he watched Katsuki twist into all sorts of positions. His mind wandered to the positions he could put Katsuki into. He shook his head and refocused on his task.
He snapped a few more photos before thanking the pair and moving to another part of the gym. He could feel eyes on him as he walked away. He snapped a few more candid pictures and noticed that the group was getting ready to finish up. He snuck into the locker room to wait them out.
Later that day, Hitoshi is sitting in his room scrolling through the photos from the day. A smirk on his face as he caught sight of Katsuki in many of the pictures.
Then he grabbed his phone and looked at his personal stash of photos. He'd snuck into the showers after Katsuki was behind the curtain. His friends were so busy joking and playing that they didn't notice him.
He'd taken many priceless photos of Katsuki's perfect body. He could feel himself beginning to harden as his eyes traveled over Katsuki's body. He needed Katsuki to be his more than he needed his next breath.
He opened up a secret document where his plans were located. Hitoshi was almost prepared; he had almost everything he needed to enact his plan. A few more weeks that's all he would need.
The following day Hitoshi headed toward Katsuki's dorm. He knew it was laundry day for the blonde. He pulled his beanie farther down to cover his hair. His hands were in his pockets as he walked into the dorm.
He made his way to the laundry room. He glanced in and noticed the blonde's laundry basket, but the blonde was nowhere in sight. This was the perfect scenario. He made quick work of moving toward the basket and stealing just a few items.
As he finished collecting items and shoving them in his bag, he made his way back out. On his way down the hallway, he saw the blonde carrying laundry detergent. ‘Ah, so that’s where he was.’ Hitoshi thought to himself as he gave the blonde a smile which earned him a glare. Hitoshi chuckled to himself. He couldn’t wait to break him.
When Hitoshi made it back to his dorm room, he began adding his most recent collections to the shrine hidden in his closet. He had printed a few of the pictures he had taken the other day as well as the clothing he’d just collected.
He sat back on his heels and looked at the shrine with a soft smile on his face. Photos surrounded the area, various jars with used tissues and napkins, even a bandaid, as well as a small pile of clothing. “Only a few more weeks and my plan can be put into place,” Hitoshi smiled sadistically to himself before standing and closing the closet door.
Hitoshi sat at his desk and continued to work out the details of his plan. He began securely messaging a man he found who worked with black-market tech. He smirked to himself as all of the pieces began falling into place.
-Katsuki’s POV-
Katsuki was standing in his room looking at himself in the mirror. He adjusted his jacket grimacing at himself. He looked fine, but he felt off. It was a mandatory date night with Momo and he knew it would be another night of her explaining to him why he should stay in the closet… like he needed the reminder.
He sighed as he adjusted his tie for the fifteenth time and walked out of the door. A limo courtesy of Momo’s family was waiting outside of his dorm. He rolled his eyes as he walked to the vehicle. When he opened the door, there was Momo in all her glory in a dark red gown with a deep v cutting down the center of her body.
“Gorgeous as always, darling.” Katsuki purred when he got into the limo. He grabbed her hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it. The pair made small talk on the way to the restaurant. Katsuki noticed the small mannerisms that Momo made during their conversation that showed her true opinions. She was very good at hiding her true feelings, but they had been together long enough that he was able to read every microexpression for its true intent.
They finally made it to the restaurant and exited the vehicle. He held his hand out to help Momo then wrapped her hand around his bicep. They entered the restaurant and he gave his name so they were quickly escorted to their table. When their drinks and food had been ordered, Momo’s facade dropped.
“Katsuki, dear, we really need to talk.” Momo sighed as she flipped her hair over her shoulder. “You’ve become distant and are spending way too much time with those supposed friends of yours. People are beginning to ask questions and speculations are running rampant all over campus.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes. “Seriously, Mo. Everything is fine. You are letting those gossipy bitches get in your head.”
She frowned at him. “Fine. Regardless, there will be a party at the sorority house later this month. I need you to come and I need you to put on a good show. Don’t do anything that can ruin this. I know that we can be good together. We can fix you. I can be good for you Katsuki, seriously I just need you to give me a chance.”
He went to speak and was interrupted by the waiter coming back with their food. He grumbled under his breath. She was right and he knew that. The way their relationship began was with her offering to help him stay in the closet until he was ready and keep his parents off of his back. As their relationship progressed it became apparent that she thought she could fix him. It frustrated him to no end. He just wanted to be himself and love who he wanted without dealing with all of the fallout.
“Whatever you say, Mo. Let’s just enjoy date night.” He acquiesced and began to eat. They did not speak for the remainder of the meal. Once they were finished and the bill had been paid they made their way silently back to the school.
“Look, I will do whatever I have to so that you understand that I am in this for the long haul. Okay?” He asked sincerely. He knew that he needed Momo, if he lost her his mother would kill him. Momo nodded as the limo slowed and Katsuki got out.
“I had a great time tonight.” He lied through his teeth. As he made his way toward the dorm, he paused, he could feel as though someone was watching him. He looked around not seeing anything so he shook his head and continued walking.
-Hitoshi’s POV-
Hitoshi had been trailing them all evening. He hated their date nights. They were so stuffy for no reason and Momo seemed to criticize Katsuki for anything and everything. He grumbled to himself as he waited for the light in Katsuki’s room to turn on and then back off signaling that the blonde was asleep.
He used the fire escape to make his way up to Katsuki’s room. The blinds were left open making it easy for Hitoshi to take in the image of the naked blonde sleeping. The moonlight perfectly illuminated his pale skin. He bit his lip as he watched the blonde roll from his side to his front. Katsuki’s ass perfectly on display for Hitoshi’s viewing pleasure.
Hitoshi’s hand slid down the front of his sweats palming at his cock. He wanted so badly to be buried deep inside of the blonde, but he had to wait and this would have to do for now. He pulled his hand out and spit into his palm using that as lubrication. He bit his lip to keep in his groan as he worked himself up.
His cock was hard in his grasp as he stroked himself. It did not take him long to reach climax as he watched Katsuki’s sleeping form. He looked down realizing the mess now in his pants. He scowled down at himself before making a walk of shame back towards his own dorm.
The day of the party rolled around and Katsuki was not in the mood to deal with the uppity bitches, but he needed to do this to keep Momo happy. He sighed as he got out of his bed and slowly got dressed. He slid on a pair of black pants that cut off at the ankles and a red polo that matched his eyes.
-Katsuki’s POV-
Katsuki stood in the bathroom and fixed his hair. This party would be stupid. He sighed again before leaving to head to the party.
The party was in full swing by the time he showed up. There were people crowding the lawn and house. He walked up with his hands in his pocket. As he walked into the house the music thrummed around him. He needed to find Momo and then find a drink.
-Hitoshi POV-
Hitoshi sat in a corner surveying the room waiting for Katsuki to arrive. Thanks to Mina, Hitoshi’s friend who was part of the sorority he was able to use his friendship to put his plan into motion. He had every last detail planned out so that even if one thing went wrong he had a backup plan. Katsuki would be his tonight.
Step one of his plan was complete as he tracked Katsuki’s movements through the house. Step two wouldn’t be difficult because Katsuki was drinking so much already. He was easily able to slip into the kitchen to make a drink for the blonde adding just enough of the drug to make it easy to get him to the warehouse.
A drunk Katsuki stumbled into the kitchen and Hitoshi decided to take his chance.
“Here. I just made this, do you want it?” Shisou asks with a polite smile.
Katsuki didn't think twice about taking the drink from the handsome stranger. He chugged it down quickly and swiped his arm across his face.
"Thanks," Katsuki smirked and stepped closer to him. Hitoshi's smile rivaled the Cheshire Cat's and he was so ready for the next steps.
When Katsuki stumbled a bit, Hitoshi steadied him with a gentle hand on his waist. "Whoa, there handsome." He teased.
"I'm not gay." Katsuki bit out even as his face flamed. "I'm not some pussy bitch. Get your hands off of me." He growled and pushed Hitoshi away. Katsuki stumbled again bumping into the kitchen island.
Hitoshi moved forward and helped Katsuki stand. He kept his hands on his upper arms keeping him upright. “C’mon let me help you get some fresh air. It may do you some good.”
Hitoshi could see that the drug was taking effect which made the fiery blonde a bit easier to handle. He watched as the fight began to drain from Katsuki. He was easily able to guide Katsuki into his SUV. It was a short drive to get to the warehouse he rented under an alias.
-Katsuki’s POV-
Katsuki woke up groggy as fuck. He slowly became aware of his surroundings and the fact that he was chained down to a chair. His mouth was parched and his body ached from the strain the position put on his limbs.
“Hello!” He croaked out. His throat was dry and his voice scratchy. He had no idea how long it had been. The last thing he remembered was getting wasted at the sorority party.
There was no answer. His heart began to race. “HELLO!” He screamed the word this time. “Where am I? What happened? SAY SOMETHING COWARD!”
Panic edged into his voice as he tried pulling on the chains. All this seemed to do was cause them to rattle uselessly against the metal chair.
He continued this inane cycle of screaming and pulling at the chains as if something would change. Eventually, he began to tire himself out, but the moment he began to feel his eyes shut as a spotlight turned on, and the song Baby Shark began to play at an ear-drum-bursting level. He shot awake. This happened anytime he began to fall asleep.
Eventually, between the screaming and the lack of sleep, he began to cry. He had no idea what was going on and fear was creeping in. He didn’t know how long this went on for. Could have been hours… could have been days. The only reason he knew that time had passed was the ache in his stomach from hunger.
Finally, the music stopped and he passed out. When he woke up, he was no longer chained to the chair. He was filthy covered in tears, snot, and piss. He didn’t even remember when he pissed on himself. He attempted to stand, but his body was weak from lack of food and drink so he crumbled to the floor.
He looked around and saw a table nearby with moldy bread and what looked like water. He crawled towards the table thankful no one was there to witness how far he’d fallen.
A speaker crackled. “Aww, what a good little kitten crawling towards her food.” A robotic voice purred.
Katsuki whipped towards the noise. He didn’t even care that he was crying now. “Who are you? Why are you doing this?”
“Your worst nightmare, sweetheart.” The voice purred again. “Go on eat for me, kitten. Then we can move on to the next bit of our fun.”
“No.” Katsuki attempted to sound defiant and sure of himself, but his normal cocky attitude had taken a hit.
“Now now kitten… Do what I said or I’ll have to punish you.” The voice replied.
Katsuki wasn’t scared. He had an abusive mother and a neglectful father. This voice didn’t scare him, but he really didn’t want to find out what would happen if he didn’t follow directions. He slowly continued to crawl towards the table. He reached up for the water taking a small sip and having to hold back from chugging it. He picked up the bread and almost gagged. He bit into a side that wasn’t touched by mold. He then guzzled the rest of the water.
“There’s a good little bitch.” The voice cooed at Katsuki which earned a sneer and a middle finger from the blonde. “Now your amenities have been upgraded. You have a bed in the corner. Sweet dreams.”
After the last comment, Katsuki knew he was alone again… or as alone as he could be. He crawled over to the mattress on the floor and curled up the best that he could. He rubbed at his wrists where the chains had dug in.
-Hitoshi POV-
Hitoshi came into the room while Katsuki was still sound asleep and reattached his chain although they were a bit longer now and only attached to his wrists. He then used his pocket knife to cut away the blonde’s clothing leaving him bare. The blonde continued to sleep deeply due to the light sedative that Hitoshi added to the water.
He dragged a chair closer to the mattress and sat with the persona cord mask on his face. He spent a fortune on the mask and the software to recreate the voices of those Katsuki was closest to.
-Katsuki’s POV-
Katsuki woke up and went to move. He heard the distinct jingle of the chains which were, apparently, attached again. He groaned as he cracked open his eyes. That’s when he noticed that he was naked. He freaked out and covered the most important bits before looking around; his eyes landed on a familiar head of purple hair, but his face was obscured by a mask.
“What-What do you want from me?” Katsuki asked his voice coming out rough from disuse.
“I want your love and attention, Kacchan.” A voice eerily similar to Izuku spoke.
“What the fuck?” Katsuki’s brows shot up in confusion when the voice sounded like his childhood friend and rival. However, this guy was not Izuku.
“Oh yeah, Bakubro, I know all about your obsession with us.” The voice switched to Kirishima.
“You are so in love with us. That’s hella gay, my dude.” Now Tetsutetsu’s voice mocked him.
“Yeah, kid, did you think it was subtle? The way you would eye fuck me in front of the classroom.” The voice of Professor Aizawa chided him.
Katsuki was confused at what was happening and remained speechless. His eyes were wide with fear. How could he know? There was no way.
“You think that I didn’t know that you fantasized about me fucking you over my desk? That you would call out my name while fucking yourself with one of those fantasy dildos you liked so much?” His mentor Tsunagu spoke his fantasies aloud.
“No. No. No. I never… What are you talking about?” Katsuki could feel himself start to tear up.
The voice then switched to one that was familiar, but he couldn’t place it.
“I know everything about you Katsuki Bakugou.” The purple-haired man spoke.
“Hmm, interesting that you haven’t mentioned your family or your little girlfriend. Do you not miss them? Are you not wondering why they haven’t come for you?” The purple-haired man teased.
“They are so distressed. They are searching for you high and low, but in all the wrong places sweetheart.” He continued. He pulled his knife out flicking the switchblade open and closed.
Katsuki’s eyes zone in on the sharp blade and sucked in a breath.
“Who-who are you? What do you want with me?” Katsuki looked at the man with pleading eyes.
“You need to earn that information Kat-su-ki.” The man replied saying each syllable.
“How can I do that?” Katsuki asked. He wanted, no, needed to know.
-Hitoshi’s POV-
A smirk was on Hitoshi’s face but was hidden by the mask. “For now your body will do.”
“How?” Katsuki frowned.
“Let me use you. I know how much you crave dick even though you won’t admit it.” Hitoshi purred. “Tell me who do you want to fuck you?”
Hitoshi cycled through the voices again. Izuku, Shouto, Kirishima, Tetsutetsu, Aizawa, Tsunagu.
“Professor Ai-Aizawa…” Katsuki replies in a small voice.
Hitoshi changed the setting on the mask using his phone.
“Young Bakugou, is this what you want?” Hitoshi purred using Aizawa’s voice. He stood up, grabbed a bottle of lube, and kneeled on the bed crawling towards Katsuki. His hands slid up Katsuki’s bare legs. “I’ll be nice this time and prepare you.”
He flicked open the switchblade again. He lightly traced the sharp edge over Katsuki’s skin. He placed the knife in the space above his cock. He began to carve his name in kanji there, marking Katsuki as his property.
Once he finished, Hitoshi poured some of the liquid on his fingers and prodded Katsuki’s hole. He took his time stretching Katsuki open for him. His cock twitching as he watched the blonde struggle. He whispered sweet nothings in Professor Aizawa’s voice.
The phrases turned nasty and hateful the more Katsuki’s cock hardened.
“Disgraceful whore.” He chided as he added his third finger. He pulled three fingers free and wiped them off on Katsuki’s thigh.
“Now are you ready to take my cock, baby girl?” Aizawa’s voice leaves the face mask.
“‘M not a girl.” Katsuki flushes, but his cock twitches anyway.
Hitoshi flicked the head of Katsuki’s cock. “Mmm, with this tiny thing, it may as well be a clit.”
Katsuki hissed a breath with the flick and before he could respond Hitoshi was thrusting into Katsuki’s hole. The scream that left Katsuki was music to Hitoshi’s ears. Hitoshi began roughly using the blonde below him. The feeling of his tight ass around his cock was otherworldly.
He slowed and took his time until the blonde had stopped begging for him to stop and began begging him to let him cum. Hitoshi stopped short every time. He wanted Katsuki to be so drunk on pleasure that he wouldn’t want anyone else.
He took the mask off and tossed it to the side. Now that he was begging to cum, Hitoshi would let him. He slammed in one last time before cumming deep inside of him. Katsuki’s cum covered his belly as he finally climaxed.
He pulled out leaving the blonde a mess with cum covering his belly and dripping from his ass. This continued for the next week. Hitoshi would torment Katsuki with the mask and voices then make him choose a voice. He would then fuck him until he passed out.
The next day when he began the torment, Katsuki surprised him.
“You. I want you to use your voice. Please.” Katsuki looked up at Hitoshi. His eyes pleading with the purple-haired man. Broken. He had utterly broken the blonde. A smirk crossed his face.
“Of course baby girl. I’ll take good care of you.” Hitoshi purred as he slowly removed the plug that he’d begun to use to keep the blonde ready for him and full of his cum.
“Kiss me. Please. I need you.” Katsuki begged oh so sweetly. Hitoshi nodded before leaning down and kissing the blonde. It started slow then built until it was messy and full of passion. The pair devoured each other as Hitoshi slowly sank inside of the blonde.
“My name is Hitoshi. Say my name baby girl.” Hitoshi purred against Katsuki’s lips. He nipped playfully at his bottom lip as he slowly thrusted again and again.
“Hitoshi. Hitoshi… Hitoshi.” Katsuki moaned lewdly.
Hitoshi worked them both up slowly whispering sweet nothings and filthy words into Katsuki’s ear. As the pair reached climax, Hitoshi basked in the glorious high for a moment before using the key around his neck to unlock the chains. He pulled out and replaced the plug.
“Stay. Please?” Katsuki whimpered.
“Of course baby girl. I’ll stay for you.” Hitoshi purred before laying down beside the blonde and pulling him into his arms.
He didn’t even remember falling asleep, but he woke up with warmth surrounding his cock. His eyes peeled open and he saw the blonde between his legs sucking his cock.
He put his hands behind his head while looking down at Katsuki. “Well well, this is a nice way to wake up.” He teased.
Katsuki pulled off. “I’m-I’m sorry. I just wanted to make you feel good sir.”
He reached down and tangled his hands in the explosive-looking blonde hair. “Go ahead, sweetheart. I don't mind I promise.”
The two proceeded to spend the next week fucking like rabbits in every position imaginable. Now it was time for the final phase of his plan.
Hitoshi smirked as he drafted an email to send to Momo Yaoyarozu stating that Katsuki made a choice and the choice was to belong to Hitoshi. He attached a video showing the blonde willingly sucking his cock. His free hand was in Katsuki’s hair as the blonde knelt next to him.
The following day:
Katsuki and Hitoshi were lying in bed at Hitoshi’s place the pair having moved out of the warehouse now that Katsuki was an obedient pet. Hitoshi was scrolling through social media when he saw that Momo was live on IG. He turned the volume up assuming that this would break Katsuki even further.
The bitch was going on and on about how Katsuki wasn’t actually missing, but shacking up with some guy cheating on her. She ran Katsuki’s name through the mud and made herself the victim. She was outing Katsuki to the world.
The blonde looked up at Hitoshi with tears in his eyes. “I know what you did. Thank you for freeing me from that bitch. I’m free now because of you. I never would have had the courage to do it. Use me however you please, sir.” Katsuki purrs while nuzzling against Hitoshi.
Hitoshi had effectively brainwashed Katsuki. He pressed a kiss to Katsuki’s forehead. “You are now mine, Katsuki Bakugou. Mind. Body. Soul.”