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Izuku is made King when he is only 12 years old. General Bakugo insults him to his face, outright stating he isn't fit to lead. In turn, Izuku challenges him to a duel. Bkg, seeing it as an opportunity to teach Izuku how weak he is, accepts. To everyone's shock, Izuku easily
defeats Bkg, using his small size, as well as speed, grace and agility to take the win. When Bkg is lying on the ground, bloodied and humiliated, Izuku holds his bare foot in front of Bkg's face. He commands with an sweet, brilliant smile that, much to Bkg's fury, makes his heart
throb and his cock twitch, for Bkg to show his subservience to his King. After several tense moments, Bkg pushes himself up onto his knees. He stares Izuku in the eye for a while longer before gently taking his small, delicate foot into his large, calloused hand. He bends down to
press a firm kiss to his foot. A small hand rests on the back of his head, lovingly stroking his sweat soaked hair. The crowd gasp and murmur amongst themselves as Bkg raises his head to look up at Izuku once more. The young King giggles, slips his foot out of Bkg's hold and
steps back. He holds out a small hand to Bkg, who takes it after a moment's pause. The boy's skin is warm and soft against his rough palm. Bkg gets to his feet, and allows himself to be lead away by Izuku, who is chatting happily, seemingly have completely forgotten about the
duel they just had. Bkg stares at the back of the boy's head, only half listening to what his King is saying. He's too focused on the stirring of lust in his loins for this bizarrely strong kid who he was now certain would be the greatest King the world had ever known
anddddd that night, Izuku snuck into Bkg's room and rode him until the sun came up
that's the end, friends!
that's the end, friends!
