Brainspoosh #BKDK cw: non-con

Izuku is hiding in the bathroom bored out of his mind at the club his friends drug him to. It was too dark and too loud. So he escape the crowd to hide in the bathroom. The girls were too busy dancing to notice he was gone any way.

He heard the bathroom door burst open with someone cursing loudly. Their speech slurred slightly, as the sink ran "fuckin bitch! Don't fuckin need her smelly snatch anyway! Anyone here would gag for my cock!"

Izuku rolled his eyes. Figures any guy here would be a typical douche. He went back to playing on his phone while the guy ranted. "I'll teach her a lesson. Fuckin bitch will pay for spreading her legs!" There was a bang as trash can was kicked. Izuku startled and dropped his

Phone. It slid along the floor to outside the stall. The bathroom fell silent besides the pounding bass. His heart nearly stopped when big fingers scooped it up from the floor. Through the cracks around the door he could only make out that the man was giant.

There was a snarl and the stall door was kicked open. A fierce man sneered down at him lips curled back to show perfect teeth. Spikey blond hair stood in every direction. Terrifyingly his eyes were a deep red.

His voice rumbled up from his substantial chest. "Oil! You spying on me freak?!"

"N-no!" Izuku squeaked. There was a crack and his cell fell to the floor in pieces. How strong was this guy? "Hey!"

He jumped for it without thinking and one of those beefy hands grabbed his neck and slammed him back against the wall. He whined at the sudden pain ringing through his head.

"Bet fuckin dick lips put you up to this. Told you to get video of "pathetic cucked Katsuki' eh?!"

He couldn't answer the man was squeezing too hard. All he could do was scratch at the forearm of pure muscle.

"I'll show you what happens to fuckin spies." He growled.

That fearsome grip abruptly let go and he coughed and choked on that sweet sweet air. The jingling of a belt caught his attention. Katsuki was opening his pants.

Izuku panicked and darted for the door, only to be yanked back by a fist in his hair. "Where the hell do you think

you're going, whore?!" His head was slammed against the stall wall and his world spun. He slid to his knees on the floor dazed.

The man crowded in close, leaving him no room to escape. A thick drooling cock was shoved into his face, the piercing on the end

cold against his cheek. This was insane. No way was that real, the dick would kill anyone it speared!

Katsuki grunted and ground it against Izuku's face. "Well, bitch? Open that cute little mouth of yours, daddy'll give you a treat."

He shook his head 'no'. "What the fuck you mean, 'no'?" He growled, "You run with Camie, you must love cock. Always drooling for it. Lying to me and running around, when all I asked is for some FUCKING LOYALTY!"

His grip was in Izuku's curls again, a horrible manic look crossed the man's face as he smiled down at Izuku. "You have to the count of 3 to open your mouth for me or I'll bend you over and show you what this cock can really do." He dropped down to hiss in his ear,

"Bet your ass is riddled with disease, so I'll just cut myself a new hole to fuck. Blood makes great lube."

His mind went blank from fear. His body trembled and his bladder threatened to release. The tone the man used...he meant what he said. "Pl-please don't hurt me."

Katsuki slapped his lips with the fat thing, "Then open..." Izuku was still to scared to do anything. "One."

Izuku shook his head again.

"Two."

Tears flowed freely now, and Katsuki pulled a switch blade out from nowhere.

"Thr--"

Izuku hastily sucked the tip into his mouth

He grimaced as the salty taste exploded across his tongue, and the piercing scraped along his teeth.

"Unf, fuuuck!" The man hissed out above him. His hips thrust forward before Izuku was prepared. The fat thing cut off his breath and he gagged around it.

Fingers entangled in his hair wouldn't let him travel back far. "If-ah-if you even think of puking on my cock, I'll gut you!" Izuku whimpered and whatever vibration his throat made, Katsuki certainly liked. "Yeah--mm, just like that whore."

Izuku wasn't sure if this could even count as a blow job. His assaulter pumped his hips as he pleased, uncaring of the whines or gagging issuing forth from Izuku. Tears poured down his cheeks as his throat was pummeled, his stomach churned as the man grunted and moaned above him

Finally the hands left his hair, but Katsuki was only reaching up to grip onto the edge of the stall wall. He used it as leverage to force his cock in deeper, and harder. "Fuck! Fuck! Yeah! Take it--unnn! Fucking take my cock!" His voice rang across the grimy bathroom.

Izuku's head banged repeatedly on the wall. Black spots danced around his vision, as he could take in less and less air. The rhythm of the man's thrusts started to go off kilter, he slammed his hips forward once last time, white hot pain bloomed across Izuku's eyes.

"FUCK!" He screamed out. He hissed in over stimulation as he pulled back just enough to pump the last bits of his orgasm over Izuku's face. He hardly noticed as he was coughing and hacking up whatever cum choked his throat.

A chuckling came from above him, "Heh, bet Camie never told you how big I was. She pretty bad at underestimating." Izuku's head was getting yanked back up to look at those red eyes with his teary ones. "When you see Camie tell her I'm fucking coming for her next."

He grimaced when Izuku coughed into his face, his voice absolutely wrecked. "I-I don't know who that is!"

"Bull--"

"I fucking don't asshole!"

He blinked at the tone for a moment before a nasty snarl twisted his features. He yanked Izuku over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

The smaller man tried to break free but got a sharp smack to his ass for his trouble. The hand lingered and squeezed, "knock it off! I'm getting to the bottom of this. You're dead if you lied to me." Then he kicked open the door and stalked out into the club.

The club was still just as busy, the music pounded in his ears and no one in the crowd gave him a second glance. His friends in the distance couldn't hear him over their drunken giggles.

To his dismay Katsuki carried him up the stairs to the VIP section. He was unceremoniously dropped onto the floor in front a group people.

Like his assaultor, they were all dressed in designer clothing. On one side of the room sat a rag rag group of bright colors. The red head gave him a sharp tooth smile, and a woman with pink hair squealed.

With delight. Another blond man whispered with a dark haired man who looked 3 sheets to the wind from weed.

On the other side was a gaggle of scantily clad women. In the center was a brunette sporting big lips and a pout.

"Really fam? Kate babe if you're gonna rebound don't act like a caveman."

"Tch, fucking knew you whores would still be here." He yanked Izuku's head back for her to see. "This one of yours?"

His voice carried a dangerous note daring her to lie.

The woman glanced over Izuku. "Hmm he's cute! Can I have him if you don't want him? Maybe he'd be better than--"

"Fuck off you cheating slut!"

The two groups erupted into an argument. Izuku tried to crawl away but was yanked back to his feet. Katsuki's giant arm wrapped around his shoulders and smashed him against his hard body. "This twink sucks dick 10x better than you ever did! Amateur bitch!"

Camie laughed at that. "Good! Maybe someone can finally live up to your impossible standards!" She made eye contact with the struggling Izuku. "Good luck sweetie. I'd get off the ride before it runs you over."

She left chased by a sneer from Katsuki and his crew's middle fingers

"So you weren't lying to me, huh." Those red eyes weighed and measured every bit of him. His suddenly calm demeanor set off warning bells in his mind. That husky voice dropped and whispered in his ear. "Y'know I was lying either...your mouth was perfect for my cock. Like it was

Made just for me." A hand cupped his ass. "Maybe I should return the favor...give you a real good time."

No. No. No! Izuku had enough! He hauled an arm back and managed to punch the jerk right in the nose. He cried out in pain as his wrist shattered and Katsuki fell back

Clutching his face. "Sgit!" He didn't wait to see what would happen next. He turned and ran.

-3 weeks later-

"Deku! You should've reported him to the cops!" Ochako hissed over lunch. She'd just returned from a business trip and interrogated Izuku about the cast on his wrist.

"Sex offenders like that shouldn't just get away with it!"

Izuku nodded. Normally he'd agree, but that night at the club terrified him so much he didn't want to dwell on it. "I'd rather put it behind me...besides its not like I'll run into him again."

She frowned, "but if he did that to you he might do it again to someone else."

He sighed and put aside his sandwich, no longer hungry. "I know and I hate it. I do. But there's not really much evidence to go anywhere with. I only know the guy's first name and there were no

Surveillance cameras in the bathroom. So please, just drop it?"

She chewed her lip ready to argue some more. Finally she nodded with a sour look.

"Thank you." He squeezed her hand across the table. "Now tell me about the meeting with Iida Corp, did they present terms?"

The rest of lunch was spent discussing the new business contract. Something desperately needed by their small company. He noted the small blush Ochako had whenever she mentioned the VP she met with, Tenya. He'd needle her about at the cat cafe later he decided.

He was neck deep in the foreign accounts when his boss's assistant ran up to his desk. The poor man was sweating buckets and gasped between hushed words. "We need you in the meeting room immediately." He didn't wait for questions and hurried off to the next section head.

Ochako sent him a confused glance from her station and he could only shrug. "I'm sure this won't take long." He assured before heading to the conference room.

The managers sat on one side of the long table across from a smartly dressed man with his long black hair tied back.

Despite the scruff of a beard and bored expression he gave off an air of pure professionalism.

Oddly whoever sat in the chair next to him had turned themselves around to lookout the window.

Izuku too his place at the table. His boss was rather pale, poor man looked ready to faint. A sinking feeling bloomed in his gut. The company had not been doing well in recent years, did this meeting have something to do with that?

The last section head entered and the assistant handed out copies of a bundle of paper out everyone. His boss finally spoke, "thank you a-all for joining us on such short notice. I know you're respective departments are busy at this time." He gestured to the unknown man,

"Please welcome Mr. Aizawa, lead counsel for Ground Zero Enterprises and--"

"That's enough of the introductions." The attorney drawled. "The sooner we get through this the better for everyone."

That sent some concerned glances through his coworkers. GZ was known for being a titan in the industry. Why would they care about such a small company?

"R-right." His boss simpered. "Hiro had handed out the new business contract...as GZ Enterprises absorbs Plus Ultra..."

There were cries of outrage. They'd put their sweat and blood into Plus Ultra to remain independent of the mega corps.

Incredulously Izuku heard the hidden person stifle a chuckle.

"Please everyone calm down!" His boss called out. "The contract needs unanimous approval from the management board, which is why you've all been called here."

Izuku hadn't listened, he was trying to peek over the table at the man trying to hide himself. It was ridiculous!

The silence is what drew his attention back to the table. His co-workers had gone pale as they read the contract.

"Is-is this a joke?" Shinsou's voice was higher than he'd ever heard it.

"This is...how could you do this?!" Momo slapped the table. "It's inhumane!"

Aizawa had no real reaction, "As long as the demands from GZ Enterprises are met, Plus Ultra employees will remain gainfully employeed."

That got Izuku's attention. He quickly picked up the contract and scanned it. He ignored Shinsou's call not to do it.

The CEO of GZ Enterprises had purchased nearly all of Plus Ultra stock. Rather than simply dissolve the company as a competitor, they offered Plus Ultra a place among the conglomerate. If Plus Ultra didn't agree to the terms outlined, the company would be dissolved, the employees

fired and 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 from any meaningful employment. Hundreds of lives ruined if they don't sign. "What...what is this?" He muttered.

He flipped the page to try and read the terms demanded but the contract was ripped from his hands.

Shinsou held it away from him,

"Izuku don't!" He glared across the table at Aizawa. "This is criminal!"

"Maybe." Aizawa shrugged. "But it's interesting what can be moved with the kind of capital GZ Enterprises wields."

"What is it they want?" Izuku demanded, many of his coworkers looked away. Momo's face

crunched in pain, and Shinsou's jaw twitched. He turned to his boss. "What is they want? It can't be that bad--"

"Izuku." Shinsou hissed before the other man could speak. "It's not worth it."

"You can't mean that! People's lively hoods are at stake! Hakugure's pregnant and

Tokoyami's mother just went into the hospital. If we have the chance to save Plus Ultra we need to take it. Tell me what they want!" He tried to reach for the contract again.

"Midoriya," His boss tried to calm him down, but he struggled to speak, "It's...it's...you..."

"I don't understand. Say it again or let me read the damn contract!" Izuku snapped a hand out and snatched the paper from another coworker.

"Midoriya Izuku." A dark chuckle froze Izuku's heart.

His eyes went wide as he looked back across the table. The occupant of the chair stood and stretched, the suit jacket strained across the broad expanse of his back. Izuku couldn't take his eyes off the spiky blond head, unfortunately that caused him to make eye contact when the

man turned around. His presence engulfed the room, and those red eyes bore into Izuku. He placed his hands on the table and leaned forward, a dangerous glint to his smile. Izuku couldn't breathe as the man's voice rumbled across the table.

"You are the only terms."