Endeavor and AllMight are stuck in a wall and get molested by a crowd of people
The fight is over, the Villain knocked unconscious by the combined effort of AllMight and Endeavor; yet the Heroes can’t relax quite yet. It is a… worrisome problem they find themselves in after they got flung through the air by the explosion and crossed multiple districts before finding their trajectory forcefully halted by a wall.
They are stuck. There is no other word for it. While their physiology has protected them from the harm that comes with being flung against a concrete wall with high velocity, they find themselves struggling to move even an inch in the rubble they find themselves in, halfway stuck inside the seemingly abandoned warehouse.
At least we didn’t harm anybody, AllMight thinks, sweat dripping from his forehead as he lets himself hang for just a moment to catch his breath. It feels weird; like his whole body has fallen asleep. His muscles, as big and bulging as they are, are kitten weak.
Endeavor does not seem to fare better. The wild flames usually licking around his face have sizzled down to something akin to a stubble. He looks dazed yet furious, wriggling in place just out of AllMight’s arm length and trying to squeeze himself back out through the whole he punched into the wall with his body.
Alas, he seems to be suffering from the same predicament as AllMight himself. He gives up after a few attempts, his face going almost impossibly red in his rage.
AllMight himself feels rather sheepish. He hadn’t even noticed the Villain nicking them with his vines after all. He isn’t worried; the poison is not strong enough to kill, but as is, they seem to be stuck for a while, unless-
He jerks as there is the unmistakable feel of a hand high up between his thighs, squeezing the rock hard muscle there, and from the sudden grunt to his side, Endeavor seems to experience the same peculiar sensation.
Seems like they’ve been found – though from the way his tight pants are getting slowly rolled down, himself helpless to do anything against it, he has the feeling that whoever is on the other side is not intending to help them just yet.
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Endeavor had been very loud in the beginning; screaming his head off with insults that had AllMight’s ears burning hotter than the treatment he received from behind the wall; huge fists slamming against the concrete that would have crumbled like nothing just half an hour ago, and, AllMight thought, probably kicking out with his legs, trying to dissuade the people outside.
As time moved on, however, he became more quiet, head turned away from AllMight, so whenever he glances over, he can only see one flushed ear. He wants to say something soothing, but he feels like it’ll make the situation only worse for Endeavor.
He wonders what the people are doing to him; if it is in any way as intrusive as his own treatment; how they knead his ass and spread it open, however many eyes staring down on the peach pink clench of his hole.
There are hands on his balls and cock, too; measuring, stroking, squeezing until he can’t help but softly moan, and, when Endeavor jerks next to him at the sound, hides his face behind his hands in an effort to muffle himself.
He can’t help it that his cock is growing hard, tip getting wet at the cheeky little fingers of whoever has started slipping them under his foreskin to gently pinch the fat crown and swirl the liquid around beneath the silky skin.
He can hear Endeavor make little sounds, too; surprised little grunts that he’d love to know what elicits them. Is there a wet little tongue on his hole, as well? Licking wet and eager, trying so very hard to shove inside the desperate clench of his muscles?
It’s when Endeavor throws his head back, arms pressed from the elbow down against the wall, trying to push away that AllMight realizes what is happening to his companion – and is most likely his own fate as well. The soft rocking motions punctuated by Endeavor’s little desperate grunts are telling enough: Someone has started fucking him on the other side – and AllMight’s brain short circuits at the knowledge of it; of someone being brazen enough to fuck into Endeavor and have him speared on their cock.
(He wonders, for a dazed, hot second as he can feel someone’s cock kiss up to his own cunt, how hot Endeavor is inside.)
It is humiliating, hanging next to each other, making punched-out little sex noises as they get defiled; but all AllMight can think about is how many phones are directed at their asses, capturing how the number one and number two hero get molested by a crowd of people.
He wonders how long it will take until the video hits the web; and he’ll be able to watch it.
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