Power play

Chapter 1

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Green eyes look up at him glistening with tears. "Kaccuhan, why?"

He could only smirk down at the trembling form kneeling in front of him practically begging for mercy. "Come on, Deku. You know you want it. Open your mouth like a good little nerd and finally be useful."

Tears finally spilled over when a hand grasped the curly locks tightly pulling tight the skin. "What's wrong? I thought you wanted to be helpful. I have a problem you can solve." Pushing the freckled face against his clothed erection was a delightful sin.

The fool tried to push back but Katsuki was too strong. "Think of it like this. You might not be a hero but you can help a hero. And I promise when I am more powerful than All Might, you will still be helping me.

Between the whimpering, tears and struggling, Katsuki was sure he would explode in his pants. No! He couldn't cum in is pants. There was still much fun to be had. Katsuki pulled back Deku's face to reach for his zipper and-

Katsuki shot up in bed. Sweat drenching his body making his undershirt stick to him like a second skin. What the fuck? He muttered trying to get his bearings. What was fuck was that dream about? He didn't need to look down to know he had probably the hardest erection he ever had in his entire life. But seriously what the fuck? Katsuki knew he had problems between his over aggressive, superior attitude to his distractive nature, but this…this was too much.

Flopping back down, he tried to gulp the precious air hoping for some answers. And with Deku! Deku of all people started in his wet dream! Wait! Wet dream!

Yeah…There was no way for him to go back to sleep with a cook so hard it would count as a weapon. While a cold shower would solve his whole sweaty issue and his hard-on, but it would also wake up his mother. There was no way he wanted her to start asking questions. Luckily over the years he mastered the quiet masturbation technique to the point where she could be in the next room and never know. His hand cradled the erection under the covers. God, he needed some relief. As awesome as the dream was-wait, no, it wasn't awesome! What was he thinking? What the fuck was wrong with him to even think holding the nerd down forcing him to- Fuck! Katsuki bit his bottom lip nearly splitting it as he came all over his sheets.

Fuck. Cuming was normally a relief and get way to get rid of stress building up in his everyday life of perfect grades and being the toughest out there. A calm glow always fell over him but not this time. This time it was tainted with the sound of his childhood friend crying in his mind. What kind of monster am I turning into?

Why the fuck can't it be the week end? All Katsuki wanted to do was get up and walk away from school. Give himself some much needed time to figure out his fucked up dream but no- his mother wouldn't buy the whole 'I'm sick' act. He could have thrown a fit but it was his mother and regardless of how big of a bad ass he was, his mother's word was law and to be respected.

I need to get my mind off of this crap. Looking around he could only find his so called friends lazing about near one of the trees in the schoolyard. Oh well, better get this over with. If he avoided them, they might come looking for him or worse people might think something was wrong. The last thing he needed were people asking questions. Or to be precise, Deku. Regardless of what kind of asshole he was to the kid, if something appeared amiss, Deku was the first one to ask why and show true concern. Loser.

Dropping to the ground, he promptly ignored their incessant chattered about all the rumors and gossip going around the school. Why the hell should he care what was happening in other people's lives? They were losers. Little ants who would amount to nothing. The only one who might-might- end up somewhere that was not littered with garbage and filth was Deku. He might be a quirk less loser but he at least had a brain in his head which was more than he could say for half of the student population.

Fucking shit! Katsuki was surprised he didn't actually scream it as a head of greenish curls bounced into view moving towards the building. Clutching his stupid notebook like a little kid only caused Katsuki's blood to boil. Who did that loser think he was to be in his wet dream? God, he wanted to go up there and punch him in the face. At Deku's appearance, all the blood it seemed decided to travel south forcing him to throw his book bag over his lap to prevent his company from seeing what he was now sporting. He was going to get Deku if it was the last thing he did!

One of his friends snickered as he watched Deku stroll across the school yard. "When will he give it up?"

"I know. He's not even strong enough to be a cop. Maybe he needs something else to do, some other way to be helpful." The pair's laughter was cut short by Katsuki sudden movement.

He needed to get out of here. Away from those two laughing morons. True, it wasn't their fault they nearly quoted his dream but why should that matter. He needed space to get his thoughts together but before he could think any further about playing hooky, the bell rang and his feet lead him inside.

How much longer will I have to sit here? Even though homeroom just started, Katsuki wanted out! Just being in the same room as Deku was not helping but at least his erection dissipated. Just think about something not sexy like a sludge monster…although if Deku's involved, there could be that whole tentacle thing…What the fuck am I thinking! Not sexy thoughts, not sexy thoughts and most certainly not with the nerd!

Katsuki's red eyes glared back to find the nerd hunched over his stupid super hero notebook. Maybe blowing it up would give him a break from all the tension he was feeling.

As he was about to make his way over to the unsuspecting loser, their teacher called the class into order. "Class I would like to introduce you to a new student. Aki moved here from Shinjuku and I expect everyone to make him feel welcome."

A new kid, uh. Eying the boy with the blond slicked back hair, Katsuki came to two conclusions. One, this kid was trouble. Two, he might have found a new friend. Perhaps he was more competent then his current cohorts. He seemed intelligent but he couldn't be sure. Watching as the teacher was called out of the room, he knew now was his chance to see what this kid was made of. "Oi! I take it you have a quirk."

Everyone watched with trepidation as Aki strolled casually over to Katsuki's desk. A familiar type smirk played across Aki's face as he swiped Katsuki's book to the floor. "Ass!"

"Pick it up."

"What?"

"You heard me, pick it up."

What was the new kid thinking! The last thing Izuku wanted to see was the new kid get into a fight on his very first day. Especially with the alpha male of the school. It didn't matter what the principal did to Aki, it was more a matter of Kacchan would do to him! Not to mention Kacchan needed to keep his record clean if he wanted to even be considered to UA. No matter how cruel Kacchan might seem to be, Izuku knew deep down he was a good soul. "I'll get it!" Anything to get their attention off of each other.

Red and gold eyes watched intently as Izuku rushed from his seat to assist. I don't want them to fight, I don't want them to fight. Izuku's smile quivered as he knelt down to pick up the notebook. Whenever Kacchan's eyes were one him, his nerves would fray or tense in anticipation of some sort of attack, but now he was just observing curious more than anything. Like Izuku was some sort of specimen in their science class. Maybe it was a good thing but good things never lasted long in his life.

Aki smirked as he watched Izuku struggle to lift the book from the floor. "I thought you were going to pick it up."

Izuku nearly laughed at his own foolishness. "You did this. It's your quirk."

Pity. I wanted to game to go on for a bit longer. "Yeah. I can make anything I want stick. All I need to do it touch it." With a snap of his fingers, Izuku fell back with the book still in his hand. "And with a snap, fix everything."

"A binding quirk…"Izuku's mind was rapidly thinking of pros and cons to this new type of quirk. "Sure, it would come in handy if you needed to restrain a villain but could you bind more than one thing? If you could, would the snap release everything or one at a time? Could this power be thrown? Aki said he needed to touch something but could he develop his power to not need contact."

"Is he insane?" Aki turned to Katsuki as he listened to Izuku mutter to himself.

Rolling his eyes, he had to grin. Leave it to Deku to make a great first impression. "You could say that. That quirk less loser is obsessed with learning all there is about the different types of quirks. Thinks he can be a hero without one."

"Really is a loser, huh."

Maybe I should have just let them fight. Aki's gold eyes seemed to pierce his soul as he stared at the boy. Aki was trying to figure something out. More than likely he found a new target. Great! As if Kacchan wasn't enough. But at least the new kid's quirk wasn't as painful. Izuku was still shock how he didn't bare any scars from his previous encounters with his childhood friend. "Yeah. I don't have a quirk…but there is more to being a hero than that."

When Izuku did not receive a reply from anyone, he made himself small and hid behind his school notebook at his desk.

An uneasy queasy feeling rumbled in Katsuki's stomach as he tried to read Aki. He was both right and wrong about the new kid. Oh, he was going to be trouble, it was a plain as day but Aki was not going to be his friend. Not with the look he was giving Deku. Deku was his!

The ended of the day didn't come soon enough for Katsuki. Finally, he could go home, look at some porn, forget about Deku and that stupid dream and everything would be right in his little world.

As his feet were about to reach freedom, a boom of callous laughter forced him to freeze. Whatever was so funny was obviously not good. Looking over his shoulder, his blood froze seeing Deku with his pants down in the middle of the schoolyard. Fuck! The poor kid stood there red as a cherry with his green pants around his ankles. The only saving grace, if you could call it that, was his green boxers stayed on his hips.

Why the fuck are you just standing there, you moron! Do you want everyone to see your underwear? When the trembling hands finally reached for the cloth below, tears started to fall as he made an attempt to pull up his pants, but one try and he let the fabric flutter back to the ground.

What the hell? Are you that weak? From the corner of his eye, Aki slouched against one of the many trees decorating the schoolyard. That bastard! I should have known!

His body seemed to move before his brain had a chance to catch up to it. But fuck it! A fist grabbed hold of Aki's collar forcing him to look away from the obscene display. "What the fuck is your problem?"

Aki chuckled at Katsuki rage. "What's wrong? I'm just having a little bit of fun. Don't tell me you never pantsed the nerd."

"Cut it out and let the loser pull up his fucking pants! I don't want to see his boxer anymore!"

With an over dramatic sigh; Aki snapped his fingers allowing Izuku to attempt to regain some of his dignity. "Not sure what the big deal is. I'm actuality kind of surprised he doesn't wear super hero underwear. Weren't you curious?"

"No and that's not the point! Some things you just don't do!" Mocking him, exploding his personal belongings, causing explosions around/on him and suggesting suicide (ok, maybe that was a little much Katsuki had to admit), but this reached a whole new level of depravity he never would have touched even in his wildest dreams. Except for last night… "Besides…the nerd is mine. He's off limits to everyone except me."

"I don't see your name on him. Or maybe it's in a place I can't see right now. Perhaps I should check him all over."

"I'm warning you-"

"My, you sure are protective. Or is it you want to be included."

"What-"

Aki flung his arm around Katsuki, bring is ear close to his mouth. "He really is worthless, isn't he? Not much use to anyone. The only thing he can offer his betters would be his body as a plaything."

A cotton feeling filled Katsuki's mouth. No…this wasn't right. Sure, quirk less people were useless…but-

"Think about it. You're doing nothing wrong. He keeps going on and on about being a hero one day but you and I know the truth. It's never going to happen. The least he could do is make our lives a little better while we are off saving the day. A bit of stress relief."

Red eyes followed a disheveled and embarrassed Deku as he attempted to leave to school yard with whatever dignity he had left. Vivid images of his nightmare flashed in his mind. Deku on his knees, tears streaming down his face, a whimpering voice. Slowing the blood starting flowing to his groin.

"Looks like you agree with me." Katsuki never hated someone's laughter so much before. It was like hear nails on a chalk board.

What am I? A hero or a-. Yanking out of his classmate's hold, Katsuki fought the urge to wipe away every place the foul person had touched. "You are right. He's useless. But there are some lines you just don't cross. That's one of them."

As he walked away, he the weight of gold eyes rested on his back. It wasn't over. Maybe he was being protective, but there was a huge difference between being a bully and a scum bucket.

He just wanted to get home and forget this day ever happened.

To be continued…

The plot bunnies! They are attacking! Not sure if you know where this is going but its going to be dark.

And if you do not know what I am talking about with the sludge monster, rewatch the first episode!

I know I haven't been the best with updating my other fics. Been going through a lot to the point where I couldn't write. No joke. I would sit in front of the laptop and no thoughts would come to my head. I have even gone back to the old school method of pen and paper to get started with things. Where I was working sucked and I am moving to a different building. Not only that but I am moving where I am living this month. Lots of packing.

Till next time. Write on and live the write life!