I wanna a short write sfw #bkdk fic/prequel thing pre-dating my nsfw story RELIEF... where Katsuki struggles to work a listless and tragically unresponsive Izuku through his trauma but I'm afraid if I do no-one will read it. hmmmm
Like there isn't /REALLY/ (maybe) a pivotal point in izuku's recovery but katsuki watches as pieces of him gradually return after months and months spent accepting he'd never be the same person he once was.
RECEPTACLE #TVLE
CW: Voice kink (kinda), more 🌷, #dekubowl
"What is it doing now?"
A shameful blush hid Izuku's freckles and he shifted on the yellow pitcher plant. It was getting harder to remain professional, harder to ignore the building pleasure in front of his observers.
Sweat dripped down his frame, seemingly lapped up by the flowers around him. The organism appeared to enjoy the way Izuku’s breasts popped out when they were played with, squeezing and bouncing them.
“Midoriya…?” a technician prompted when he’d been quiet a little too long.
“It’s– ngh – p-playing with me,” the omega managed shakily, gasping and bearing down on the phallus creeping inside him when something pleasantly rough rolled over his clit.
“Where is it playing with you,” asked another, “and how?”
#bkdk#omegaverse
RELIEF
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.