#cybervoid

After you bathed and ate, you felt eager to jump back into work, hoping it would help take your mind off of things. Maybe if you kept busy, His Highness wouldn’t look for you and you would be safe. So you did just that, throwing yourself into whatever work you could.

“Wow, you sure are eager, Y/N.” Uraraka laughed, “Are you sure you don’t want to take a break? His Highnes-”

“Yes, I’m sure,” you cut off, not in the mood to hear his name. Possibly picking up on that, she just nodded her head and continued showing you to your next assignment.

“I see, well, how about we sweep some leaves off of the pathway outside? It’s a beautiful day and I’m sure you could use some fresh air.”

“Yeah… that sounds nice.” You could use the fresh air. Everywhere you went you heard whispers, everyone’s eyes locked onto you no matter where you went. You couldn’t even pin the looks to one emotion. Sympathy and jealousy crowded you in every direction you looked. You wish you could just scream and explain to them that this wasn’t what you wanted in the slightest, and if it was up to you, you would be gone, but His Highness was right, it’s not like anyone would care, and even if they did it’s not like there was much they would do.

“Y/N?” Uraraka called, snapping you out of your trance. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m sorry. I was just thinking.” You explained, continuing to sweep away the fallen leaves on the path.

“How about I go get us some water. Wouldn’t want you overheating out here.” She joked, a small smile making its way onto your face as she ran off, leaving you to work alone. You didn’t mind it though. It was strangely peaceful. The whole castle was beautiful. You never got to fully enjoy it yesterday because you were so busy, but you were glad you got to now. The breeze flowed against your skin, cooling you as you worked. The birds flew in the air as they sang a beautiful song of freedom. You truly wished this moment would never end.

“My my, you are a cute one!” A voice cooed, a short blond-haired girl skipping over to you, as a taller, more brooding, black-haired man trailed close behind. “You must be my future sister! Big brother Shigaraki has good taste, but I gotta say you’re way out of his league.”

“I-I’m sorry?” Did this girl just call you big sister? And she referred to Shigaraki as big brother which means they must be...

“Oh, don’t mind us,” The deep voice of the man next to her cut in, “we just wanted to check out our brother’s new toy. Word travels fast in this kingdom and when we caught wind that there was a servant lucky enough to survive the night with him, we just had to check you out personally. But now that I’m looking at you. I can see why he’s taken a liking to you.”

The way his eyes traveled up and down your body, his gaze lingering on some areas more than others, made you feel vulnerable. That he was somehow looking at every part of you despite the fact that you were clothed. You nervously began to shuffle in place, your arms crossing over your chest in an attempt to create some sort of barrier between yourself and the two strangers in front of you.

“Now, now.” He chuckled, taking a step closer, his hand trailing down your arm as he stood over you, “Don’t look so afraid. We aren’t here to hurt you.”

“Dabi, enough. You’re scaring them.” The girl warned before giving you a soft smile revealing her slightly pointed teeth,

“It’s not my fault she scares so easily.”

“Dabi! Toga!” An angry voice called out, Shigaraki approaching with a look of disdain coating his face. You felt your stomach drop at his sudden arrival. Feeling even more uncomfortable than before.

“Big brother!”

“Well, it was fun while it lasted,” Dabi grinned, sending a wink your way as you diverted your attention. Shigaraki slid next to you, his arm being wrapped around your side as he aggressively yanked you into him.

“Leave. Don’t come to my castle again without an invitation. You have your own, now use them.” That was all he said as he pulled you back inside.

The last thing you heard was the two mumble a “No fun.” before the doors slammed behind you.

He didn’t speak a word to you while dragging you around. Not even as you cried out about how his grip hurt you, he didn’t care, not even bothering to loosen his hold until the two of you were in his bedroom. He carelessly threw you onto the edge of the bed, towering over you with a terrifying look of anger on his face.

“I’m not a patient man. I tried, I truly did, but you made that impossible. So I’m not going to wait another minute to claim you.” Not even bothering to explain further, he ripped your dress off, your hands springing up in an attempt to shield your breast before he began tearing into your tights and panties as easy as if they were made of paper. He began unbuckling his pants, his cock springing free from its confinement. “When I’m done with you, everyone is going to know who you belong to.”

You tried to back away, begging him to stop, but he couldn’t care less about your futile attempts to stop him as he crawled on top of you. Pinning your hands above your head so you couldn’t hide from him as he palmed your core. It felt so embarrassing and invasive to be exposed like this to him once again, this time in broad daylight. You hated every second of it, crying in embarrassment, and he loved it.

“Stop crying, you deserve this. Bad girls need to be punished. You were just going to let that son of a bitch put his hands on you? How far would you have let him go if I didn’t show up? Would you have fucked him right outside in front of everyone?” He growled a single finger pushing it’s way inside you. You cried out as you felt him stroke your walls from the inside. “Jesus, you’re so tight I can feel your walls clamping down on just my finger. Well, maybe you are a good girl after all. This is going to feel great… well for one of us. This is still a punishment for you.” He smirked, took his finger out, giving it a quick suck before lining the head of his cock up with your entrance.

“Please, not there!” You cried, your mother’s words ringing in your head like an echoing bell. ‘Your virginity is something sacred, Y/N. Only to be given to your future husband, someone you love.’ Her voice was soft, yet stern. How you wished you were with her now. “This should be done between lovers. Husband and wife.”

“Husband? Do you think I would ever let you marry someone? You are a maid under me. I am the future king of this entire shit-hole of a kingdom. I own everyone and everything in it, which means you belong to me. No one else.” He grinned sadistically at your cowering form, “But… if it makes you feel better. You can call me your husband. Come on, give it a try. Say, I love you, Husband.”

You turned your head away, refusing to give in to his cruel game. His teasing was going too far, but worst of all there was nothing you could do about it. You felt the head of his cock start rubbing up and down your slit, a tingling feeling sliding through your body causing your nipples to perk up. A moan slipped past your lips as a new feeling started to overtake your body. “Come on, princess. I might go easy on you with it being your first time and all. Just say it. Won’t it make you feel better?”

You almost wanted to scream. You doubt in any way that this would ‘make you feel better’ but you also doubt he cared to begin with.

“I… I love you, Husband.” You cringed, gritting your teeth at the statement that just found its way out of your mouth. You hated calling him that word, but Shigaraki on the other hand seemed a bit excited by the new name. He couldn’t wait to fill you up any longer.

He lined up the head of his cock with your hole before pushing his way in. You inhaled sharply at the pain, your nails sinking into his shoulder out of reaction as he somehow managed to fit his entire length inside of you. It hurt, tears slipping past your eyes as Shigaraki was panting with desire. The feeling of your tight cunt wrapped around his cock as you were completely at his mercy felt incredible. There was no way he would ever let you slip out of his grasp. You and every hole in your body were his, and he would make sure that when morning came your body would remember that. Remember the feeling of him inside of you, and the feeling of his skin on yours, just like he did with you.

All day he was suffering. The feeling of your cunt pressed against him when morning came had got him turned on before the day had even begun. He ended up masturbating over your sleeping form once again, even though he was so desperate to just take you then and there. While in his office he couldn’t get the night prior out of his head, leaving him with a hard-on and a rather foul mood that only seemed to worsen at the sight of you and his shitbrained brother talking. But with you now, taking his cock like a good servant, maybe he could forgive you.

Before you were even able to adjust to him filling you up, he began pumping in and out of you at a fast pace, as your hole clenched around him. Every time he pulled out, he felt your walls pull him back in, keeping him wanting more and more.

This was sex? Your mind was finding it hard to focus as he continued to enter you with an almost animalistic desire. It hurt, but it was almost starting to become… pleasurable. Your walls slickened at the continuous feeling of him hitting deep inside you. Your toes curled as a strange sensation started to build up.

“Feel good?” He groaned, not even slowing his pace as he asked the question, too eager chasing his own high. You leaned back as chills ran up your body, you were starting to feel so hot, the cold breeze nipping at your skin. Shigaraki took this as an invitation to let his mouth wander, immediately latching onto one of your nipples, sucking and biting with such a desire, as if he was a starved man and your tit was the only source of nourishment he’s had in years. He bit the tender skin and pulled with his teeth quickly, before releasing your small bud and latching onto its opposite. You whimpered out in pain at his harsh treatment of your now sore nipple.

“I asked you a question.” He mumbled over your breast, sinking his nails into your thigh to give himself a better grip and pulling you closer so he could somehow manage to pound even deeper into your now soaking cunt. He was addicted to the feeling of your skin, he couldn’t get enough. He wanted to leave his mark all over you. “I asked, do you feel good?”

You could barely find the words to describe this feeling. It was hurt but in almost a good way. The pleasure somehow overpowering the pain and leaving you wanting more. All you would do was nod.

“How about a thank you? Didn’t I say I would make you feel good? Even though you don’t deserve it. You little slut, coming onto my brother, like a fucking whore. But luckily for you, I’m very forgiving. I think I deserved to be thanked. Don’t you? Say ‘thank you Tomura, my sweet husband’”

Once again he was feeding you words to say, but this time your mind was too fogged to put up a fight as he began to suck and nip at your chest and neck. Causing the skin to darken where his lips once lingered “T-hank you, Tomura, my sweet husband.” You managed to cry out, your voice quivering at all the overwhelming feelings erupting through your skin.

“Mmm, fuck. So obedient. So perfect. I want you to take all of my cum. I want you to be swollen with my heir. Every time someone looks at you, with my child growing inside of you, I want there to be no doubt that you’re mine.” The final word seems to finish him off as he shoots his load inside of you, filling you up past your limits as pleasure flowed over you, wave after wave. Your cunt clenching around him and sucking every drop out of him. Both of you became weak as your orgasms faded, a weight seeming to be lifted off your chest as your whole body felt relaxed. Shigaraki’s hand came up to your face wiping the stray tears off of your tired face. His hand slipped down to your neck, yanking your forward and crashing your lips against him as he stole what was left of your breath away in a kiss.

God, he could definitely get used to this.

“My father wants to have dinner with me and my siblings,” he stated, releasing you as he pulled himself out of your cunt, the tiniest of whimpers leaving your lips at the empty feeling, “he has some things he wants to discuss with us. I’ll be bringing you, so you better be on your best behavior… or don’t. I don’t give a shit. I sure as hell wouldn’t mind punishing you again if necessary.” You couldn’t think about leaving the room, your body feeling overly sensitive to even the air in the room, but at the same time, another punishment sounds less than ideal. Not to mention you’d be meeting the king, and be forced to reunite with Dabi and Toga, this whole situation seemed like a disaster just waiting to happen.

“I’ll send one of the servants in to help you bathe and get you a new uniform so just stay put until then. I’ll be right back, so don’t even think about wandering off.”

Again, you couldn’t even imagine it. Your body finding the bed the comfiest place in the world as of now.

"After dinner, if you're a good girl, I may just give you a present."

You cringed at the words. Why do you have the strangest feeling that the present would be something only he would enjoy?

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