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Katsuki has an army of dragons.
And the warring kingdoms know that whoever wins his heart will also win the war and the iron throne.
So they send their heirs to fight for his hand and come back with the sky darken with the winged monsters.
But they don’t.
Katsuki has an army of dragons.
And the warring kingdoms know that whoever wins his heart will also win the war and the iron throne.
So they send their heirs to fight for his hand and come back with the sky darken with the winged monsters.
But they don’t.
As the months pass without a word from the heirs they had sent over the black raging sea and through the burning sands, the kingdoms begin to grow worry.
Until rumors of Katsuki’s growing harem begin to reach them.
Of a harem filled with heirs from the royal bloodlines.
Until rumors of Katsuki’s growing harem begin to reach them.
Of a harem filled with heirs from the royal bloodlines.
How the most strongest and wisest of warriors had fell to their knees at the sight of Katsuki. How there had been a bloodbath for a place in his heart and bed.
How there had been trials and battles, until there was no clear winner.
Until Katsuki was left with no choice.
How there had been trials and battles, until there was no clear winner.
Until Katsuki was left with no choice.
How shocked the kingdoms were when they heard how the heirs eagerly accepted a spot in his harem.
How easily they pushed aside century-long blood wars amongst themselves.
How the only fighting that happened was who would be the first to take Katsuki’s virginity.
How easily they pushed aside century-long blood wars amongst themselves.
How the only fighting that happened was who would be the first to take Katsuki’s virginity.
How they had to all sit perfectly still, their hands clenched in their laps, and watched as one of Katsuki’s guards showed them how to properly prepare him.
They had sat with focused attention as Shouta Aizawa had worked his wet fingers inside Katsuki’s heat with gentle care.
They had sat with focused attention as Shouta Aizawa had worked his wet fingers inside Katsuki’s heat with gentle care.
How they were each taught how to lick, suck, and devour Katsuki up. How his pleasure was far more important than theirs and should come first before being selfish with theirs.
They learned how to love and care for him before pounding into him relentlessly as he begged for more.
They learned how to love and care for him before pounding into him relentlessly as he begged for more.
And each heir had their unique hybrid forms to aid them in their quest of pleasing Katsuki.
It was said that there was one heir who could grow tentacles, while another was gifted with two c*cks, and another ribbed in even in tongue.
It was said that there was one heir who could grow tentacles, while another was gifted with two c*cks, and another ribbed in even in tongue.
How one would enter a insatiable rut that would leave the dragon-born and heir locked up in his chambers for a week straight.
How there were nights when they all climbed into his bed, taking them all at once.
How there were nights when they all climbed into his bed, taking them all at once.
And how, in the end, all the heirs now no longer fought among themselves. How they each got along and only sought for Katsuki’s happiness.
That is, until Katsuki had held a dragon-born child in his arms and whispered to his guard that he wished for one, one day.
That is, until Katsuki had held a dragon-born child in his arms and whispered to his guard that he wished for one, one day.
And behind him in the gardens enjoying their leisure time in the sun, the entire harem froze.
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I didn’t list all the bakuships because there would be too many, so just imagine your favorite Bottom Bakugou ones 🤍
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