Servant Izuku is cleaning King Bakugo's quarters one morning, having been told that the King wasn't there. He gets a nasty shock when he slips in to begin cleaning and finds the King still tucked under the covers. Bright red eyes gaze at him with a hint of irritation.

He frantically sputters out an apology, believing that he's about to lose his job (or worse). He starts backing up, flinching when the King sits up. Sighing, the King brushes a hand through his hair then murmurs, 'No harm. Come. Help me with something.'
Izuku stops mid-step.

Relief starts to peek through the fear. Swallowing hard, he tentatively steps forward, thinking that the King wants him to help him get dressed or perhaps fetch some breakfast. So when the King throws back the blankets to reveal that not only is he completely naked, he's fully

erect, Izuku comes to a dead stop once more. He stares down at the King's large, veiny cock - to shocked to be embarrassed. His mouth immediately began to water. A flush of heat poured down into his crotch, enticing his own cock to stir and harden. His heart started to beat out

of control. Sweat popped up on his forehead. The room was fairly cool but he was burning up.
'You just going to stand there?' The King asked irritably, 'Hurry up.'
Izuku jolted. He could feel how red his face was, 'Y-Yes!'
Mind completely blank, Izuku shakily walked forward,

climbed up onto the bed, quickly arranged himself then paused, glancing up at the King. Bright red eyes gazed impatiently down at him. A flare of heat and lusted danced in those eyes. Izuku swallowed hard, his cock twitching excitedly inside his underwear. Turning his attention

back to the King's gorgeous cock, he wrapped his fingers around the base, inhaling raggedly at how hot and hard his length was. Stretching his mouth open wide, experiencing the tiniest moment of worry that he wasn't going to fit, Izuku slipped the head between his lips.

The moment that smooth head glided over his tongue, spreading an incredible salty taste, he stopped thinking about if it was going to fit or what was even happening. Moaning loudly, he pushed down all the way, taking every last inch of the King's cock into his mouth.

The King moaned loudly over top him. A large, hot hand landed on the top of his head.
'Eager, are we?' The King laughed huskily, his broad fingers stroking Izuku's locks.
Izuku moaned. His jaw was stretched to its limit. The King's cock was so large, it slipped down into his

throat. It was nearly impossible to breathe with him all the way inside. A harsh pain began to thud in the hinges of his jaw and the center of his forehead. Within seconds, he was right on the verge of cumming. If the King came in his mouth...he might cum without being touched.

Eyes fluttering shut, Izuku began to move, bobbing up and down, sucking hard on the King's twitching length. Precum poured from the tip. The King was a fountain of gorgeous moans and gasps. His fingers curled tightly into Izuku's hair - not pulling or pushing, just hanging on.

Each moan, each twitch, each drop of precum only served to fan the fire raging in the pit of his belly even hotter. Dragging his tongue along the underside, swirling it around the spongy head, Izuku glanced up at the King's flushed face, a pang of deliriously delighted ecstasy

roaring through him at the clear evidence of how much he was enjoying it. Wanting even more, wanting to make him feel even better, Izuku slipped a hand between the King's trembling thighs to gently fondle his heavy balls. The King let out a loud, ragged moan. His hips bucked up

hard, driving his cock even deeper inside of Izuku's mouth.
'Fuck-!' The King ground out. Suddenly, Izuku was wrenched off of the King's cock. For a brief moment, he was terrified that he had done something wrong and all of this was being brought to a halt. The thought didn't

hang around for long. With a harsh exhale, the King pulled him up then shoved him down onto his back. Using his large mass to push his legs open, the King gripped the hem of his trousers and wrenched them down, allowing his rigid, sopping wet cock to bounce out. A large smile

spread across the King's flushed face. That spark of heat and want burned even brighter in his red eyes. A tremble raced through Izuku's body. Panting raggedly, he unconsciously spread his legs open even wider in an unspoken invitation. Laughing low in his throat, the King

wrapped broad, calloused fingers around his cock and gave it a gentle pump. Crying out sharply, his hips bucking to drive his length through those tight ring of fingers, Izuku saw through a haze of tears and sweat the King leaning down. Another jolt shook his body. Warm, firm

lips captured his mouth in a rough, thorough kiss. A tongue tasting of wine and sweetness shoved its way into his mouth, swiping over his tongue, the roof and sides. Eyes widening, Izuku was unable to move for a couple seconds, too shocked that the King was actually kissing him.

He...he tasted so good! His lips were amazing! Before he could recover from that shock, the King pulled away with an irritated growl. Curling his fingers around Izuku's jaw, he kissed the corner of his mouth, glaring down into his wide eyes, 'Do you not want me to kiss you?"

Jumping slightly, Izuku squeaked, 'N-no, no! I mean, yes! I...just...you kissed me!'
'You just had my cock in your mouth and me kissing you was what you can't believe?' The King snorted, now looking more amused than annoyed.
'I..I'm sorry...' Izuku shrunk back into the

mattress. This...this was getting dangerous. It was a different story when he was just sucking him off...but now, they were talking to one another! Kissing! He needed to be careful! What if he said something wrong?
The King shook his head, leaning down to press a sweet, soft kiss

to his lips, 'No need for that. Now, when I kiss you, what do you do?'
Izuku gazed up at him for a moment, blinking rapidly then pushed up to kiss the King. It...it felt good to initiate the kiss; even better when the King sighed happily, firmly returning the kiss. One of his

large hands slipped between Izuku's thigh. A hard jolt shook his body when rough fingertips found his twitching hole. Breathing hard, burning with a desperate want, Izuku rolled his hips, hoping to convey just how much he wanted the King to fuck him. The calloused pad rubbed in

slow, lazy circles around the puckered open before pushing inside. Izuku moaned loudly. There was the tiniest bit of itching but it was entirely overwhelmed by the pleasure. Sliding his finger in deep, the King made quick work of getting him ready. Course, his body was already

right there, more than eager to take everything the King had to offer. A good thing too, considering by the time the King had three fingers inside of him, rapidly thrusting the digits in and out of his hole, he was having to put a good amount of his energy towards not cumming.

Panting hard, sweat rolling in fat droplets down his flushed face, the King slipped his fingers out of Izuku's twitching hole. A trill of intense excitement rolled through him. Straightening up, the King moved in even closer. Something very hot and very hard pressed to his

entrance. Izuku inhaled sharply, his eyes widening with anticipation.
'Tell me if its too much.' The King murmured, reaching up to stroke the backs of his fingers along the curve of Izuku's sweaty cheek. Izuku nodded shakily, swallowing hard. Bracing his hands on either side of

Izuku's hips, the King pulled in a deep breath and thrust forward, driving his cock inside of Izuku. His cock sunk in deep, sucked in deeper by his greedy hole. Prominent veins scraped along the trembling muscle. He thought he would be able to hang on, that he would make it a

couple of thrusts before cumming. He thought wrong. Stars burst in front of his eyes. His mouth hung open, a thin line of drool leaking out of the corner. His body shuddered. A mighty tremble shook his legs. Immense pleasure washed over him in a tidal wave. Cum poured out of his

cock, splattering all over his stomach. One of the King's large hands wrapped around his still leaking length. He began to pump it in time with his thrusts. Izuku cried out, reaching down to weakly wrap around the King's wrist. Too much-! It felt too good-! His head felt funny-!

Smiling lazily, his eyes blazing with dazed heat, the King repeatedly slammed into him, sending him jolting forward with every thrust.
Rubbing the pad of his thumb over Izuku's slit, he murmured, 'Does it feel good? Huh?'
'Good-!' Izuku gasped, 'It f-feels good!'
The King

pressed a kiss to his forehead, 'Me too...it feels good inside you. Can I cum inside?'
'Yes! Yes! Inside-! Cum in-!'
'You're so adorable,' the King laughed, 'tell me your name.'
'Iz...Izuku!'
'Izuku...' The King purred, 'Are you going to cum again, Izuku?'
'Y...yes!'

'Good. Now,' The King straightened, wrapping his fingers around Izuku's jaw, 'say my name.'
'Ba..Bak...Bakugo...' Izuku whispered, feeling so strange to be calling the King by his name.
A shiver raced through the King's muscular body. The heat in his eyes burned even brighter.

His smile broadened. He thrust forward hard, drawing a sharp gasp out of Izuku, and began to rapidly pump his hips. Panting raggedly, he rasped, 'Good boy. You know what I want to hear. Cum together with me, Izuku!'
When he commanded him like that, what could he do other than

obey? Hips straining off the bed, his cock spasming, Izuku came once more with a strangled cry of the King's name. Clamping down on his hips, the King dragged him back, completely sheathing his cock inside his ass. Moaning loudly, his head falling forward, the King's cock

twitched then a flood of thick, hot fluid was pouring inside him. The sensation of that warmth flooding into his belly drove his orgasm even further, intensifying it until he felt as though his mind was melting. The King continued to shallowly pump his hips, slowly gasping out

Izuku's name.
Collapsing back down onto the bed, trembling, dazed and pleasantly sated, Izuku moaned softly when the King slipped his steadily softening cock from his hole. Warm hands roamed over his body. Firm lips pressed soft kiss onto his forehead, his cheeks, his neck and

shoulders before slipping back up to claim his mouth. Izuku moaned happily, clumsily kissing the King in return. His hands found the King's broad back, exploring the lines of his muscles.
Suddenly, there came a knock on the door, followed by a voice calling, 'My King! The

advisers are waiting! It is twenty minutes pass nine!'
Pulling away with an irritated grunt, the King glanced to the door, seemed to think for a moment then sighed, pushing a hand through his hair. Pressing a kiss to Izuku's temple, he said, 'The bathroom is down that hallway.

I will have someone bring up fresh clothes and some food. You are free to leave or stay but when I return at sundown, you will be here. Do you understand...Izuku?'
'I...' Izuku hesitated then said, 'I have other cleaning duties.'
'Not any longer you don't.' The King responded

dismissively, 'That is not something you need worry about anymore. All you need to think of is me.'
Izuku's breath caught in his throat. The King leaned down for another kiss then gracefully hopped off the bed. Izuku watched in him shocked silence as he went about getting

cleaned up and dressed. Once he was presentable, he came back to the bed, pushed his fingers through Izuku's hair and kissed him with a soft smile on his face.
'Sleep, if you want. Stay, if you want. Anything you want, I will give it to you so...stay here with me...Izuku.'

A bloom of warmth blossomed in the center of his chest. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. This...he didn't get any of this. Half of him wanted to believe he was dreaming but the sensation of the King's lips on his still lingered, he could still feel him inside. This was

real...and the King wanted him! Exhaling slowly, Izuku pushed up to give the King a sweet, chase kiss. It was a kiss that the King immediately deepened, pushing him back down into the mattress. Hungrily devouring his mouth, his tongue pushed deep inside, it seemed like all the

effort the King had put into getting presentable was going to be lost. Then, there came another knock, followed by an even more urgent voice telling the King it was time to go. Sighing sharply in annoyance, the King kissed Izuku's forehead, 'I will return.'
'I...I will be here.'

Chuckling softly, the King offered a soft smile, 'I'm glad, Izuku. Now, go get yourself cleaned up and eat something.'
'Yes.' Izuku said as the King was pulling away. Stroking Izuku's hair one more time, the King turned and briskly walked out, snapping at someone on the other

side of the door. Izuku gazed at the door long after it had closed. He...he didn't know how to even begin understanding what was going on...so he wasn't going to bother. It didn't matter. The King wanted him here, and here was where he wanted to be.

King Bakugo, upon seeing Izuku: .....yep, that one is mine

An adviser: Sir, he's a servant!

King Bakugo: Did I fucking stutter?

that's the end, friends!!