Thread by @DrDekussy

#bkdk #omegaverse
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CW: Bondage, past slavery,🔁orgasms, toys, begging

Deku goes missing when he's 17 and 5 years later Katsuki finds him half-starved and tortured in an underground omega trafficking bust. The rehab was rough but now they were finally ready for more.

1 year after Deku'd been found gagged and stuffed on that disgusting breeding bench, Katsuki had the pliant omega blindfolded and spread open on his kitchen table. He hadn’t realized how much his little dogged attachment meant to him until it was gone.

Having his chosen mate back in his arms incurred a relief so insurmountable it could only be felt, never described, impossibly untranslatable.

Katsuki had him on his back, his arms tied under him and thighs spread open with a leather sling.

Deku’s hips were propped up with a rolled up comforter and a few soft towels, raised a bit above his heart level for better circulation. The blond was determined to make this night memorable and so had done extensive research – a little unfamiliar with pleasuring cunts and clits.

He’d even gone to /Ashido/ for advice.

Fucking /Ashido./

Katsuki’s precious omega hadn’t been able to cum for nearly half a damn decade.

That was gonna change a million times over tonight.

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More incoming. I want the next story to be focused more on breeding but we'll get to that.

How many times should Katsuki make Izuku cum?
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Taking a seat in the chair between Deku’s legs, he sized up the enticing meal presented to him. Aside from the cattle brand burned into the skin just below his navel, Katsuki’s mate was clean and pretty, unburdened by natural blemishes after so much care.

Stroking little circles into Deku’s soft thigh, he started opening him up like they’d practiced. Soon the omega’s cunt was drooling in eager anticipation, his hips shifting and pussy tightening around Katsuki’s careful fingers.

“Hhff,” his mate sighed in contentment, slowly coaxed awake by the alpha’s gentle attentions, “K’hhchn?”

“Hn. Time to wake up, baby.” Katsuki used his ring finger to poke Deku’s hooded clit, enjoying the yelp and whine it provoked. The man struggled in his bonds a bit, testing

their give before relaxing again. “You know your colors?” Katsuki asked, pulling away to pick the first vibrator.

“Uhn. Um, r-red, yellow, green. Right?” Deku answered, wonderfully oblivious to the lube Katsuki was pouring into the tongue vibrator.

The blond watched it seep around the little silicone bristles.

“K-Kacchan? What are you planning–”

“Do you trust me, Izuku?” the alpha asked seriously, breaking character.

“Yes.” Deku didn’t hesitate, lifting his head as if he could see through his blindfold, “I trust Kacchan with all of me. Always.”

“Good,” Katsuki purred and proceeded to press the fluted mouth-piece into Deku’s waiting vulva.

“Whh!” Deku gasped, head landing back against the table with a dull thud as his alpha switched the vibe on. It’s tongue flicked back and forth through the puffy folds, splitting them like a hot knife through cold butter as Katsuki pressed the vibe down a little more.

He began grinding the bristles into his mate's clit, impressed and proud of how reactive he was now. “A-aaahhn!”

“Good boy,” Katsuki praised, kissing the smooth, supple flesh on Izuku’s inner thigh as he worked.

He didn’t stop the groan of appreciation at the salacious dance Deku’s freckles performed, stretched nearly taut over trembling muscles. “I’m gonna make you feel so fuckin’ good tonight you’ll forget your own name."

"Yes, I- /nngh/," Deku swallowed loudly, throat bobbing.

A lovely blush grew from the tips of his ears down to his chest. Katsuki watched sweat start beading over freckled flesh as time went on and he played with the vibrator’s settings. Just when it looked like Deku was going to tip over the edge, Katsuki pulled away.

A high keening sound filled the kitchen as the omega was denied his first measly orgasm.

“No,” Izuku panted loudly, writhing and drooling at the head of the table, “No no no, Katch’n!”

“Not until I say so,” Katsuki rumbled, drawing his wrists across the weeping glands that flanked either side of Deku’s groin.

“Whht?” the omega eased with a soft and submissive little clicking sound he couldn't control, desperation still present in the turn of his eyebrows.

A wave of goosebumps rolled over his skin when Katsuki leaned down to blow a breath of hot air across his quivering clit. “Mm!”

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With one hand he grabbed a g-spot vibrator and with the other he traced a path up plush skin – dodging scars here and there – from groin, stomach, breast, neck, and finally to the blindfold.

Struck suddenly by the fierce desire to look into his mate’s eyes, Katsuki slipped a thumb under the elastic and pushed it up.

Deku’s viridian gaze widened at the sight of his alpha looming over his vulnerable pussy like a lion over a piece of meat with a tray of toys beside-

- him, another little click shuddering out of his throat.

“W-wait. No, Kacchan. Please– p-please I–” he squeaked, twisting his shoulders around as if attempting to free his arms without breaking eye contact.

A rumble of appreciation came tumbling out of the alpha’s throat when his omega’s pleading turned up into a low squeal, blinking away tears and cursing as the new vibe slid inside him. “A-ahhn! /Fuck!/” Deku moaned, head thunking back against the table once more and spine-

- flexing upwards to receive the little applicator.

Katsuki’s rumbling turned into an alphan purr at the delectable jump in Deku’s stomach as he gently probed the roof of his weeping pussy.

/Deku’s gynecologist said it would be about 2” in…/ the blonde reminded himself, paying careful attention to the omega’s face as he searched, /and now that he doesn’t associate pleasure with pain anymore he should be aroused enough for–/

The freckled man whimpered loudly, even giving a teeny croon, when the toy teased over a special little bump inside him. /Ahah!/ Katsuki thought with a victorious smirk.

“Oh, fuh–Not there!”

“Ohoh~?” Katsuki leaned over him, rubbing back and forth and watching his gasping mate start losing his mind, “why not?”

Deku couldn’t answer, too busy trying to roll his hips and shift his weight forward into Katsuki’s hand.

Entertained – and maybe a little bewitched by the adorable mewls and needy simpering – the blond let him get close again and then pulled away at the last second. His omega sobbed and wailed, thrashing and pleading for a release with a garbled chant that sounded like, “/I’ve been-

-good. I’ll be better, I’ll be better./”

“Deku?” Katsuki whispered against his mate’s throat, “what color?” When he kept begging, the larger alpha leaned some of his weigh down on the omega’s chest, giving his temples a barrage of kisses and carding a hand through his curls.

The pressure therapy seemed to help so Katsuki repeated his question. Now when Deku didn’t answer he could see it was purposeful.

“Kacchan!”

“What color?”

“Please!”

“Deekkuuu~”

“Please, please, please let me- just let me, nghh! I need it, I need it, alpha!” Katsuki chuffed, hearing his desperate mate start to make self-soothing chirruping sounds, a pup noise he’d never let go of, and leaned back over to scruff him with his teeth.

“Easy now, omega,” he said eventually, lapping and nibbling at the mating mark until Izuku’s scent went docile once more. The alpha had to have complete control for this to work. If he let Deku cum on his own he might relapse like last time.

Lots of time, practice, and preparation went into this. No way in hell was Katsuki gonna let him down, not after everything. “You’ve been such a good boy for me, baby. And I’m going to let you cum and cum and cum, cum for all those times you couldn’t and then even more.”

Still panting and glassy-eyed Izuku managed to warble a response that sounded like ‘yes yes yes’. Katsuki left the vibe right on top of that special place, it’s weighted head would have kept it inside even if Deku’s cunt hadn’t had it locked in a dangerous vice.

He cupped the omega’s head in his palm, looking up into watery green eyes with such love and adoration beneath his breast it near lit Katsuki on fire. Trembling and blubbering, Izuku melted into his alpha’s kiss, licking into his mouth hungrily.

"I'm gonna give you back everything the world took from you, De-Izuku. But you /have/ to give me a color first..."
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"Gh-reen."

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“Good boy,” Katsuki praised, once again leaning forward to take his mate’s mouth. The smaller’s hips rolled into his wandering hand, guiding him back to the little therapy vibrator still sticking out of his weeping pussy and twitching in surprise when he double-clicked a button -

- on the side. Katsuki’s phone buzzed from nearby, warning him that the vibe was about to activate.

“Nnh, whad’ydo?” Deku asked with an endearing click of confusion.

His alpha didn’t answer. The toy would run through some pre-sets, gradually increasing in speed and pressure

to a few motion patterns Ashido had helped him pick. Deku squawked when it started, then whimpered needily until Katsuki shoved his tongue down his throat and settled him with a few comforting chuffs between kisses.

He wasn’t sure how much time passed, hypnotized by the sounds

his mate made beneath his hands, the way his lithe figure squirmed when Katsuki fondled his nipples. Their mutual desires filled the kitchen with a slutty beat as the alpha carefully unwound his omega.

“That’s it,” he moaned, “good omega. /My/ omega. Dropping so nice for me.”

His mate went lax, pliant and submissive and gorgeous. Katsuki could reshape him however he wanted now, knead his pliant, perfect body like clay into a new cup ready to be filled and drained.

Deku responded to his possessive alpha pheromones with a charmed croon,

baring his neck and dumping a wave of his own powerful pheromones right into Katsuki’s face. He pulled back with a startled snort, caught unprepared. Most omegas carried a soft and floral aroma that made Katsuki feel like someone had shoved a fucking fistful of lavender into his-

- nasal canal.

But Deku always smelled like fresh rain and chopped cedar, churned soil and mountain air. It had never failed to calm Katsuki down. However, a dropped and horny Deku was an attractive aphrodisiac composed of rosemary and thyme. He was trying to goad him.

“Oh no you don’t,” the blonde alpha growled, peeling back the lips of that delectably swollen cunt and eying it in anticipation. He dragged his middle finger up and down, punishing his enticing seduction by rolling his puffy clit around like it was a particularly tetchy joystick.

He nipped and licked the pack gland presented to him, grinding his hips against the table before pulling back with a dominant snarl.

His omega was too far gone to notice, drool and tears making a mess of his freckled face as he moaned and rolled his hips enticingly.

“Khh- Hhn-n.”

Katsuki, daredevil that he was, risked one more kiss before retreating to his space between Deku’s powerful thighs. With a wicked grin he admired the main course spread out and waiting for him, piping hot and seasoned to perfection

“Shoulda put that fat ass on a plate, huh, Deku?” Red eyes locking with wide, watery green, he teased, “thanks for the meal.”

“Nnn!”

People used to say you could tell how healthy an omega was by their taste. These days it was mostly considered a simple wives tale.

It was just something old people said or whatever.

Katsuki was among those that thought it was complete horseshit.

But /fuck/ if Izuku didn’t taste salubrious.

This was a new piece of the payout for the last year spent providing for his recuperating mate.

Without a doubt, this was his greatest accomplishment. Building Deku up from the fearful, violently touch-adverse little twig he’d been into miles of lean muscle and confidence – nothing was ever gonna top that.

And Deku’s slick was fucking /divine./

Katsuki wanted to make his slick into a damn gourmet sauce, milk it from him daily right from the source as if he were a prized heifer. This shit could win awards. He spread his lips wider, licking up every inch of him, stealing whatever morsels of slick he could find in his-

-folds. The alpha could make his omega's cunt part of his diet plan.

The thought of his tiny mate on his tiptoes, Katsuki sitting below with his face in between those perfect thighs, controlling how much contact his alpha had by the waning strength in his ankles made his dick

/twitch/ so hard it caused him pain. Deku wasn’t ready for a good dicking yet but for the hot-headed bad-boy bachelor known and beloved by all for his charismatic aggression that was just fine. This was enough.

Deku keened nice and loud as his alpha’s hot tongue sliced through

his buttery folds, slurping obscenely at his hot cunny. He blubbered and mewled so sweetly the sound could turn angels into whores.

The smaller man’s thighs shook as Katsuki bounced his tongue on his stiff little clit, gulping down the omega’s steady drip.

He was chanting Katsuki’s name – or at least, he might’ve been trying to, somewhere in between his desperate gasping. Tossing his head, Izuku’s spine drew itself in, entire body straining upwards and then releasing as his body instinctively prepared itself for relief.

This continued as the blond nuzzled deeper between his velvety lips, seeking out and capturing his clit to suckle on it. Sensing the oncoming earthquake, his alphan instincts urged him to curl his arms around Deku’s thighs and hold on tight, control his thrashing.

Snarling viciously at it he forced himself to check the ties under the table first.

All of his mate’s restraints relied on a single quick release panic snap. With enough force from either of them the ring would break and the omega would be free, as intended.

But Katsuki’s instincts were pushy and so he wrapped his arms around his legs anyway.

“/Mine./” he growled, encasing his partner’s twitching clit around his lips and giving it a hard suck.

“Yours!” Deku sobbed, hiccupping so badly Katsuki thought he was choking for a second.

“Here it comes, baby,” he said once he felt suitably collected, “almost there.” A lustful groan left him when he pulled up Deku’s hood and got a good look at how /big/ his mate’s clit had gotten. He dove in again, swiping the tip of his tongue back and forth across it.

“A-aahhn. Guh! Ff! Al-alpha alpha more, moremoremore! Cah-ah-ah! ‘nt take it, m’gonna break!” His omega begged, body straining uncontrollably harder and longer now as it prepared for it’s puissant release.

“Nnh. Not yet, omega. Almost, almost.”

Katsuki palpated just under his mate’s pubic bone with his thumb, waiting for the vibe to switch to its next pre-set. Finally, the alpha pulled off and locked eyes with his omega. Deku looked fucking /wrecked/ up there. With a feral grin he tightened his grip as the toy inside

increased it’s speed and began to drill into the underside of Deku’s clit; his magical fucking g-spot. Then he gave the command.

"𝘾𝙪𝙢."

Deku snapped like a bow strung too tight and fucking shrieked, breaking the quick release mechanism and bucking in Katsuki’s grip like a damn horse. Katsuki guzzled the deluge of slick squirting from his cunt in spurt after spurt after spurt. The smaller man flailed, sobbing and

wailing and screaming and tearing the sheets in twisting fists as Katsuki and the therapy vibe worked to squeeze every last drop of omegan cum.

The climax seemed to last hours – though Katsuki logically knew it was not a singular orgasm but instead

a relentless series of them.

Deku’s aftershocks would rise and fall only to be pushed into shorter bursts of maddening micro-orgasms. His shrieks and moans were rhythmically cut off by every punishing convulsion, briefly strangled by his own contracting muscles as he

came and came and came.

At long fucking last his omega got to take and his little body took it /all./

Barely conscious, Deku rambled incoherently, still twitching and convulsing by the time Katsuki extracted the now-broken therapy vibe from his fucked out cunt.

He received a sleepy chirp when he dipped his limp mate into the bath and rubbed him down but Deku was otherwise unresponsive.

Bundled up in bed and curled lovingly against his alpha’s chest, Deku left him to bask in a euphoria of a second realization that took his breath away.

Not only had he literally fucked his omega stupid with his tongue, but - as of that moment - he'd /also/ reduced him to purring in his sleep like a satisfied pup. He'd thought Deku couldn't do that anymore.

Utterly besotted he dropped a kiss on Deku’s head. Nosing into his hair, breathing deeply, he soaked himself in the unmistakable and long sought sound of /his/ omega’s contented purring.

Yup. Only Katsuki's mate could do this to him.

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Katsuki palpated just under his mate’s pubic bone with his thumb, waiting for the vibe to switch to its next pre-set. Finally, the alpha pulled off and locked eyes with his omega. Deku looked fucking /wrecked/ up there. With a feral grin he tightened his grip as the toy inside