Garbage Boy

The blurry vision and heaviness began to clear as you woke up, blinking your eyes to try and help yourself focus. Scanning around, you took in the unfamiliar surroundings, swallowing the hard lump in your throat as that sense of uneasiness began to claw at your skin.

Letting out a small huff, you glanced down at your wrists and tested the binding that kept them together. After a few seconds, and failed attempts, you gave up trying, the binding tied too tight for you to loosen even a little.

Deciding to look around you once more, you scanned the area again, narrowing your eyes at a certain area of darkness. You could see something lurking there, something that wasn’t a part of your imagination. golden-brown just barely visible.

Golden-brown eyes that looked oh so familiar yet the reason why escaped you. "Hey, you in the shadows, who are you exactly?".

A low chuckle echoed around the room, causing you to shiver slightly before a figure stepped forward, emerging from the spot you were glaring at a moment ago. Your eyes widened in a mixture of emotions as you took in the figure walking towards you.

There was no chance in hell he was alive after all this time.

Not from the stories you had heard from your father about his demise and how the world lost an impressive young hero. Only, right now, that’s what those words seemed like. Stories. Made up words that got lost in translation at one point, probably from being spoken by one too many mouths. "How the fuck?".

Stood there in the flesh, ready to be seen once again was the winged hero, hawks. Except, the hero no longer wore the crown of justice he had worked so hard to achieve, to be the youngest pro hero of his generation with his very own agency.

Instead, he wore the crown of destruction, enjoying his new life as a villain. After all, being able to take what you want and cause mayhem while at it seemed to ignite something deep inside of him, something long forgotten.

Keigo loved the look of both shock and confusion as he walked towards you, wings twitching slightly as his eyes stayed fixated on you. The sight of you helpless and somewhat bound spurred him on, tongue running across his lips as he stopped just short of you. Crouching down, he reached out his hand and placed it under your chin, thumb running across your skin before he rose to his feet, lifting your head at the same time.

Keeping your eyes trained on him, you watched him carefully, every move that both he and his wing made. Of course, you were trying to figure out what he wanted from you and why. "I've been told to use whatever means necessary to get you to side with us, sweetheart....".

Letting his hand drop from your chin he began to drag his fingers down your neck, his touch lingering on your chest for a moment before moving further down your body. A shiver spread down your spine and across your being, out of desire or fear you didn’t know yet, but it took you by surprise, a smirk tugging at his lips as he caught it. You prayed it was the latter. "...That way we'll have that pesky dad of yours come to try and save his precious daughter. Then we'll strike, ending him".

Keigo's large hands disappeared from your body for a moment before returning, taking hold of your breasts and kneading the flash in his palms. Biting your lip you let your head drop slightly, trying anything in your power to not let any sounds escape, much to the enjoyment of Kiego.

He’d been watching you for some time and now he was fascinated with you. Other than the group's mission, he had his own mission, to make you his no matter what. To mark every single part of you inside and out.

He remember meeting you back when he was a hero, you were so sweet, so gentle to him. Something within him stirred, he had to have you, corrupt your pure soul.

Cursing yourself, you tried to move slightly but that only spurred the blonde male on. You could feel yourself slowly fall for the pleasure building in your gut and part of you hated yourself for that. His hands detached from your chest before travelling, one gripping your throat and squeezing slightly, hot breath fanning across your ear. "How about we kick this up a notch, princess?".

His words had you shivering as you felt the bindings on your wrists loosening, being tossed to the side as you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak out just yet.

Clothes were soon discarded, scattered across the floor like useless pieces of material as skin touched skin. The coolness of the room and the floor seemed to pale in comparison to the heat you felt all over your body. The more Kiego ran his fingers over your skin, the more you ached. the way he had the pad of his thumb rubbing your clit in circles and he stretched you in his fingers, curling up into that sweet spot that had your vision blurring.

He was a villain, so this should have felt wrong on all levels but deep down, you knew you loved the thrill. You'd always admired him back when he was a hero, how amazing he was and how useful his quirk was. You were told that having a dad as a pro hero, he should have been your favourite, but you couldn’t help falling for the charm of Hawks.

You spent many nights slipping your fingers into your already drenched cunt, working yourself at the thought of him destroying you in ways you'd imagine he would as a lover.

You figured he’d be slow to begin with, gradually building up the pace until he had you folded, legs numb from his harsh thrusts. Those same nights spent crying out his name in the throes of your pleasurable high. "How about we skip right to the good part, darling?".

Despite having your mouth open, and moans of wants slipping out, Kiego didn’t wait for an answer. Lining up the tip of his cock, he pressed it against your dripping heat a few times before sinking into your cunt, pushing past that ring of resistance with ease. “Fuck, baby, you grip my cock so well. Who knew you were such a dirty girl?”.

Pulling back he slipped his cock out of you, leaning forward to hover above your lips before he slammed back into you, muffling your cries of surprise with a searing kiss.

Moaning out, you messily kissed him back as teeth and touches clashed, losing all sense of self-respect the more you felt the head of his cock trying to kiss your cervix. You could feel the slight bulge, the way he stretched you deliciously as he continued to press against that spongy spot that had you whining.

Your hands began to wander, feeling the way his arms tensed as he thrusted into you, to the way his body reacted to every little thing your own done. The overwhelming feeling of being fucked, stretched more than you thought possible mixed with his relentless thrusts made you start to lose your grip on reality. Arching your back, you lifted yourself slightly off the floor as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling his body closer to you and his cock deeper.

Words spilt out of your mouth, words the villain smirked at hearing. “Hah, Keigo, please, fuck, please”.

You didn’t even know what you were begging for but you couldn’t care less. everything felt like it didn’t matter compared to this.

Screwing your eyes shut, you whimpered as your hands gripped onto his back, catching the feathers on his wings making a deep groan sound from the villain above you. “Fuck, baby girl, careful of the wings”.

So the rumours were true? You'd make sure to use that to your advantage if you ever got another chance.

One thing you came to learn quickly was that Keigo loved to use every surface in the room to his advantage, contorting your body in ways you never knew you were capable of. The head of his cock repeatedly hitting that one spot that had your eyes rolling back, and legs shaking as you tried to remain as sane as you possibly could, drunk from the feeling of his cock making you feel more alive than you had felt.

He didn't care if you were a sobbing mess under him or cock drunk, he had you exactly where he wanted you practically folded in half. That's how he knew you'd accept the proposal he growled out in between his hard thrusts. "Baby, hah, join us. You'll get to do this every day. fuck, I’ll show you just how good it feels to be with me. Shit”.

The moan you let out in response made his cock throb painfully, a low growl sounding from deep in his chest as he continued to thrust into your now overly sensitive cunt. Your whimpers of joy sounded as you reached your euphoria, feeling him swell slightly as ropes of his seed coated the insides of you, making sure to keep every drop stuffed inside. Wings fluttering behind him that made you feel so small.

Taking a moment to regain his breath, Keigo looked you over, eyes taking in your fucked out state. You were a beauty. His beauty. Reaching a hand up, he brushed your hair out of your face, fingers lingering on your parted lips. "Now, all we have to do is wait for your dear father to come for you, then we'll show him what had become of his darling little angel".

Smirking slightly he pulled back, cock slipping out of your cunt as his eyes lingered on the small amount of his seed now trickling out and pooling onto the floor. "I wonder how he'll react to you being fucked several times by a villain. Not just any villain either".

You watch his form retreat through a door after cleaning himself and you, taking a moment to regain some of your strength before you moved.

You knew it would be a good while before you were even found. As far as you were aware, no one had any idea you were missing. Lifting yourself to your feet, you flopped onto the seat you were in before, sighing at the feeling of being on something other than the concrete.

Did your father know you were gone? Probably not, he'd not bothered to check on you as of late. You were an adult now so you were left to your own devices.

Chances are that by the time you were found, when he eventually realised you were gone and began the search for you, you'd be long gone. Lost in the world of the villains, especially the world of the blonde villain as you remained by his side.

Not that Keigo would ever mind you by his side, he had you where he wanted you and right now, even for the foreseeable, you didn't want to leave. Especially when you were pinned beneath him, moaning out loud each time he fucked you like there was no tomorrow. Pulling your body into positions you didn’t know existed or could only ever dream of.

He could get used to this and nothing could change his mind. He was as drunk on you as you were on him. The woman of his desires was finally his. He'd known about you long before he turned away from being a hero. Thanks to working with your dad, he'd seen pictures of you and heard stories, ones that made him laugh and smile. Even if it was thanks to the way his cock made you feel, he finally had you all to himself.

A few months had passed since that night and from what you heard, your father had come looking for you. Seemingly giving up easily when he saw no trace of you anywhere, it was like you had disappeared into thin air. That solidified how much you meant to him.

Truth be told you didn't want to be found. Not now. Not ever.

You were too busy being not only fucked out by the villain who rocked your world, but loved like you should be. Not wanting to leave each other, not wanting anything to end between you. You were too far gone to be rescued even if someone tried. The thrill is too much for you both.

Besides, to you, dominant Keigo could be quite persuasive when he wants to be. Especially when he's buried to the hilt deep inside of you. Dragging the dirtiest of sounds out of you as you cling on for your life once more. Teetering on the cusp of your combined euphorias.

"That's it, princess, you'll be mine and mine alone~".

"We'll show all these fuckers who's the best out of the so-called heroes and villains".

"Especially with you by my side, baby".