10th Batch Ko-Fi Fics: 9th Fill

BakuDeku – direct sequel to this – puppy play; rough treatment; watersports; dominance display; restraints – Deku needs to establish who is top dog.

There’s saliva dripping to the floor as Bakugo sits back on his heels, head hung low, chest pumping as he pants. He’s been trying for a while with more and more desperation to get the muzzle off but nothing has worked.

Midoriya has been sitting on his hands for the better part, less he’d give in and help his puppy out of the restraint. When Bakugo glances up at him, he quickly schools his expression into something hard and neutral.

There’s sweat beading along Bakugo’s hair line. There’s no doubt his hands are just as damp, but there’s no sign of him using his quirk. He looks like he’s absolutely hating every second of what’s happening to him, but he’s not using any of the outs available to him.

When he seems to have caught his breath, he throws himself into the second round: putting himself flat on the ground and using his curled-up hands to try and push the muzzle off of his face.

Midoriya watches him for a while before deciding that he’s been playing at being a brat for long enough.

He stands abruptly. That gets Bakugo’s attention. His red eyes look murderous as he stares warily at Midoriya, but he does not back away when he starts to advance on him.

He bares his teeth and growls ferociously as Midoriya squats in front of him, but that is all.

“Good boy,” Midoriya murmurs and pats his head. There’s no hesitation there. His face is set in grim determination. Bakugo stills for a second, his eyes holding a curious squinting expression as he seems to think things through.

Then he pushes his head into Midoriya’s palm.

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It is not like he’s capitulated; he’s just shifted tactics. Bakugo is a wily little pup. One that has been horribly spoiled up until now; and while Midoriya does not know whether he’ll be able to train him, he is at least willing to try.

Bakugo might have thought he’d quickly lull him into getting the muzzle off of him, because when Midoriya does not do so and instead divests his puppy of his clothes to get his hand on his dick – already standing at attention; as ruddy red as Bakugo’s neck becomes when he’s screaming his head off in rage – he starts becoming rude again.

He snaps at Midoriya, then, when Midoriya doesn’t so much as flinch, tries to headbutt him.

That earns him a big, rough hand in his neck almost slamming his face into the floor.

Midoriya is on him a heartbeat later, his knee digging between Bakugo’s shoulder blades.

“*Bad* boy, Kacchan,” he hisses. He fumbles with something Bakugo can’t see and a moment later, he collars him with a wide strip of leather. “You’re not getting a treat like this!”

He pulls him roughly at the collar and Bakugo has to scramble to follow, lest he’ll be choked. He’s off-balance, trying to figure out Midoriya’s next move, but since he’s not behaving like usual, he does not have any frame of reference to go on.

“I think you need to understand who is in charge here, Kacchan,” Midoriya says ominously, his voice wavering only slightly.They’re in the bathroom now, and Bakugo starts vaguely panicking, but his uncoordinated attempts at bracing himself on the slick tiles are thwarted by Midoriya simply dragging him along with a hand around his collar.

He shoves him into the shower stall, and stares down at his puppy. Bakugo’s red eyes are wide, his mouth behind the muzzle a soft ‘o’ of surprise as he just watches Midoriya fumble with his pants.

He can feel his ears slowly starting to grow hot. He can’t look into Bakugo’s eyes when he pulls his cock out, but then kicks himself mentally and takes a deep breath. He has to be dominant.

He has to be dominant.

“*I* am the one in charge, Kacchan,” he tells him with a firm voice. “You have to behave.”

As Bakugo stares at him, confused and a bit frightened – and God… it should not turn him on so much – he realizes he’s still hard; his gorgeous cock still standing at attention for Midoriya. Deku.

Bakugo is too surprised to do anything when the piss hits him first. He jerks and makes a weird whining sound, almost questioning, but does nothing else. Then the situation seems to click and he wants to… do *something*, squirm away maybe, but Deku has his hand around his collar again in no time.

He twists until Bakugo has to follow it, one shoulder tilting towards the ground, the other up; face inevitably turning right into the hot spray of piss as Deku holds him in place and makes him take it.

He can see the absolute shock and disgust in Bakugo’s face, but when the warm liquid starts pooling in his crotch, his hips make a canine jerk upwards and his eyes become unfocused.

“There you go,” Midoriya croons under his breath, his face probably ridiculously hot. “There’s a good puppy. I’ll make sure you know who owns you…”

He stares at Bakugo’s mouth; pink and soft and slack. He thinks about him being better behaved; of being able to take the muzzle off of him so he can drag his face between his thighs and have him rim him like a good puppy.

When he’s done, it is very quiet in the bathroom, safe for both their heavy breathing. Kacchan’s eyes are heavy lidded. He looks absolutely out of it.

Eventually, he leans forward and starts nuzzling against Deku’s soft, spent dick.

Can I tell you that I just L O V E puppy Bakugo!! He’s just a feral pup that needs Midoriya’s infinite patience to wear him down until he becomes the good boy he has the potential to be 🖤🖤 omg and I can totally see him peeing on the floor to spite poor Deku and being affronted by having his face pushed in the mess. Maybe he’s even too shocked to acknowledge the low tingle in his gut at the humiliation of it all😈

I think if Deku finds out Bakugo actually is into sexual humiliation, he’ll just laugh himself to death. (which of course gets Bakugo even hotter). Like it would probably be the one and only time Midoriya actually laughs about somebody.

Izuku dealing with Bakugo’s first “accident” as a pup. After getting muzzled poor bakugo knows he doesn’t have the upper hand anymore. he still puts up a fight when his muzzle is brought out but nothing that keeps deku on the other side of the room, afraid to approach him. When he does get muzzled, Izuku ignores him until he’s tired himself out trying to get it off and that’s what really gets to bakugo. He hates being ignored so he decides to piss on the floor to have all attention back on him

omg he would do that. Bakugo is petty enough to piss on the floor just to spite Midoriya and watch him clean it up for him. Midoriya is unphased. Since Bakugo is playing along as a doggy he knows he won’t use his hands like humans do, so he will grab him by the neck and push his face into the puddle.

He does it very calm and almost gentle because he’s nobody that gets aggressive, really. “Bad pup. You’re old enough to know better.”

Bakugo is. Horrified. He can’t believe what’s happening.

I AM HERE FOR PUPPY BAKUGOU. I love your petplay stuff in general. But the thought of Deku training bakugou is choice. Like outwardly nervous, but later, you know kacchan is going on a ride.

omg right

Deku nervously stuttering and barely daring to touch Bakugo because he’s being a little bastard and is growling and snapping at Deku’s fingers. I mean like… goood yess…

They had both agreed to it, somehow, but Midoriya was having second thoughts now whether Bakugo actually wants to try being a puppy or just wanted an opportunity to bite him.

He is crouching on the floor, back round, shoulders up, growling in a low, frightening cadence that grows the closer Midoriya tries to come, voice shaking, fingers trembling.

“C-Come on. Be… be a good puppy, now, okay? K-Kacchan?”

It doesn’t work, obviously, because Bakugo is difficult and Midoriya has no authoritative bone in his body. Still, it hurts to see the bitter, resignated hurt on Bakugo’s face when he has to step back and lean over, taking deep, shuddering breaths because Midoriya doesn’t think for a second that Bakugo wouldn’t bite him viciously if he got close enough.

They don’t talk about it, and Bakugo leaves shortly after, very quiet and very grumpy looking.

Midoriya wonders what he wants from him; that of course he wouldn’t damn touch him if he was acting like a feral wolf. He couldn’t just… just force him to play along…

Midoriya stares ahead at the door Bakugo had left through, deep in thoughts as something clicks inside his head.

When Bakugo visits him the next time, he is not prepared for Midoriya’s hand on his throat, slamming him against the closed door.

“I want to play again,” he tells him in no uncertain terms before Bakugo can shake off his surprise. He sounds a lot more firm and sure than he actually feels. He wonders if Bakugo feels how sweaty his hand is, but if he does, he doesn’t comment on it for once. Rather, he squints at Midoriya, upper lip twitching in a confused snarl.

“What?”

“I want to play again. Go and be a good puppy in he living room.” His hand slides around, gripping the back of Bakugo’s neck rudely; shoves him away from the door and towards the living room.

“Go.”

Bakugo rolls his head around his neck, lifts his shoulders, tugs on the sleeves of his jacket. He glances back at Midoriya, an unholy expression on his face as he starts grinning.

“You want to play, Deku? Want to fail again?” He turns away, starts making his way towards the room. “No skin off my nose.”

He is being flippant about it, but Midoriya can tell he is trying to figure out what’s different this time; why good old, fumbling, stuttering, too-good-for-this-world Deku is acting the way he does.

Midoriya doesn’t intent to let him get his footing back. Having Bakugo off-balance is the only way for him to make this work.

He hides the muzzle behind his back for the longest time, forcing his legs to make step after step towards the feral creature Bakugo has become in the few minutes he’s left him alone.

When he pulls it out, there’s a stutter in Bakugo’s growl, his head snaps up, confusion on his face, staring at the device, and Midoriya pounces, putting the muzzle in place, and snapping the clasp shut just on the tail end of Bakugo’s first furious headshake.

He steps back hurriedly, watching as Bakugo gets up from his crouch to stand on all fours, shaking his head viciously left to right, trying to shake the muzzle loose.

Midoriya’s first fear – that Bakugo would use his hands to get the muzzle off – is dashed when his puppy puts his head to the ground and tries to push the straps off with hands held as paws.

Midoriya’s heart finally starts to slow down from the mad dash. He admits freely that he is still very much afraid of Bakugo, but having him muzzled and obviously willing to play along is doing wonders for him.

He slowly sits down, watching Bakugo growl and try desperately to get the muzzle off.

Midoriya is patient, however. He is willing to wait his Bakugo’s temper tantrum out and start training the feral pup properly.