Readers at a battle with herself I guess being locked up really did a number on her. Angst I Eventual Smut I Slight Fluff if you squint hard enough !MDNI!
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How many days has it been?
She doesn't know, but she sure was hungry, and thirsty.
Her wrists were swollen, she'd tried countless times to free herself from the ropes retaining her.
After Bakugou had slapped her, he ordered his men to take her to the dungeon. He demanded she wouldn't eat or drink until he'd said so.
Her ass felt numb, she'd sat in this position since they first had tied her up.
They wouldn't even let her go to use the bathroom she's held it in for quite some time now.
There weren't even any windows to let her know when a day had ended or begun. Her throat felt dry and scratchy from all the screaming she's done. But it was useless they all followed his order and the man himself hadn't come down to see her, which must mean he may be angry but she could care less about what he felt.
Besides she couldn't even fully understand what the guards said, she only knew some basic words from their language. All she could do is sit there hearing them laugh and cackle about god knows what while she starves to death. All of this was the doing of the man she most certainly despised.
Maybe if she died she'd be freed from this torture. It'd be a way out. A way out to be freed.
Nonetheless, it seemed far too easy, Bakugou wouldn't let her off the hook like that though. He'd keep her tortured but breathing and heart beating.
One of the guards retreated leaving only one standing by her cell. The sword hanging off his waist.
Her head bobbed forward slightly now and then. Her eyes darted to the guard opening his metal flask, her mouth opened agape while she watched a few drops roll down his neck. His throat bobbed as he consumed the refreshing liquid. She wanted nothing more than to be that guard at this very moment. The man splashed water onto his palm running his hands through his locks.
Then they both locked eyes. Hers widened slightly.
He looked around the hallway peeking out from the wall. He then walked over to the tied-up girl. He kneeled before her, fetching his flask.
''wan' some'' He had a bit of an accent.
She eagerly nodded. The man brought the flask up to the girl's lips, tilting the flask just a little. She opened her mouth the clear flavorless liquid cascaded down into her mouth.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed every ounce of water, a few drops rolling down her mouth. He retracted the flask scrolling on the lid.
She mouthed a 'thank you'. He smiled at the girl.
'' I'll bring you some bread later in the day''
''thank you'' she gave him a light smile.
''our king could be a bit cruel sometimes, but none of the villagers would've ever fought back as you did'' He smiled at the captured girl before him.
''some might say it's a dumb thing to do at the same time, I say it was brave.''
'' It may be brave on some terms even now, but I'm still here captive overall'' She tugged onto the ropes proving her point.
''in some way, it's considered heroism.''
Her face faltered a bit, '' you know what he'll do to you if he found out you gave me water let alone leave your station to speak to me''
The boy didn't seem to mind instead he gave the girl a grin. '' He's on an expedition acquiring more acres''
'' Along with the lives of innocents,'' She mumbled
''I'm sorry for what was brought upon your homeland''
'' It's fine, it's not your fault anyway, you people just take orders''
''We may not have a choice, but we still choose to take part'' He sat with his legs crossed in front of her.
''It's not like any of you had a say in the matter'' She said.
''We don't but regardless we choose to follow him''
She shook her head. ''because you're forced to''
'' He's our king we have to''
'' I know you do'' She mumbled, she looked down to the concrete ground.
''Hey,'' He said lifting her head softly with his thumb and pointer finger. Her eyes flickered into his green ones. He gave her a wide grin.
'' I'll get you out if it's the last thing I do''
She leaned forward into his touch '' Thank you'' She smiled up at him.
'' Now I have to go. The next guard taking this section will arrive shortly.''
She nodded.
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Two new guards stood outside her cell, crackling about something in their form of tongues. But she was no fool judging by the looks they gave her and the judgmental gaze they'd give her now and then, she knows it was about her.
At times they'd whistle at her, looking her up and down while licking their lips.
Moments like these she'd wish she were back to safety with Bakugou. At least by his side, She knew nobody would dare hurt her unless it were him. She felt somewhat secure around him but wary at the same time. She trusted him enough to know he wouldn't kill her but not enough to feel completely safe around him. From what she's seen so far, the impression he's given her. He was just some heartless bitch. Who gave zero fucks about anyone else but himself. As long as he took the triumph he's satisfied. Watching others fall gives him satisfaction.
Ironic isn't it? To prefer to knock whatever competition he may take as a threat. Even something as simple as giving him one wrong look, congratulations you've made it to his long list of to murder list. Or maybe how he'd phrase it is 'take 'em down and win'.
She despised him how many times does she even have to repeat the same word over and over in her damn head.
All the time
She thought
Maybe some sick part of her is getting accustomed to it and slowly fitting into his customs. Even thinking about it makes her want to vomit, but what exactly would she vomit on an empty stomach? Acid?
Sometimes she thinks her mind betrays her body, and her body feels wary around him but her mind finds some type of way to give her false reassurance, she's beginning to think her mind may start to be her worst enemy at some point. When she starts to hate him cause there sure is a big part of her that despises that man, but some nagging thought in her mind finds an excuse to give her false reassurance, She hates herself for that. To a full extent. It seems stupid to her when she really thinks about what he could've done instead of killing every soul she knew and keeping just her out of all her people alive.
Torture
She thought
Yes he loves to torture me even if it's done so by my mind
That is his expertise, I mean he's not king for nothing.
But he's a goddamn brute.
The guard's hoarse laugh shook her out of her trance and wandering mind. She eyed both the males who stood behind the cell bars.
She didn't even trust closing her eyes at any moment, wary of both those men, who stood outside those forsaken bars.
Not to mention she was very much starving to death.
Another guard came running down the hall. He jogged up to the two guards who stood by her cell. He began to tell them something in their language all she could do was try and decipher what she could with her limited knowledge of their language. So she studied their mannerism hoping to at least understand something by their body language. Still, she was utterly lost. Not a moment after one of the guards who stood by your cell unlocked your cell stepping in close to you.
He kneeled down untiying the ropes.
''Alright pretty girl our king wishes to see you''
In all honesty, you really think he was too enclosed in your personal space. He didn't have to be this close to you to untie those ropes. He pulled you up to your feet.
The guard who had come running down from the halls tied a new pair of ropes on her arms. He nudged her forward, The girl lost all her footing and fell face-first onto the concrete ground.
She heard laughter from above her. The guard lifted her back up to her feet. He pulled her along with him. She began limping on her leg.
She heard a 'tsk' from the man who gripped her arm.
Was it just her or all of Bakugou's guards were ruthless as fuck. Some bastards just like him she thought.
He abruptly stopped glancing down at her leg he let out a sigh.
Quickly picking her up he threw her over his shoulder.
She let out a yelp at his sudden motions.
Her body lightly jumped with every step he took. She grabbed onto him as if her life depended on it.
And it was like this the whole way.
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Her mouth watered at the sight before her eyes.
The table is full of varieties of dishes scattered all over the dining table.
''Sit'' A voice then said interrupting her silent appreciating moment.
Despite everything she happily obliged. She looked up at Bakugou who wore a prominent scowl.
He pointed a thick digit to the dish in front of her. ''Eat'' was all he said.
They didn't exchange words during the entire meal. The silence was bearable, she thought it was quite comforting.
But he couldn't say the same.
When she had finished her meal she glanced over to katsuki who was already staring back at her.
She cleared her throat after a moment ''Thank you, katsuki''
He gave her an empty hum.
She looked down at her hands placed on her lap, she picked at the skin around her fingernails.
She looked back up at the blonde man. ''I'm sorry katsuki''
She doesn't know why she's even apologizing to him, it should be the other way around. Maybe it was because he wasn't giving her as much attention as he originally does.
He scoffed crossing his arms over his chest. ''really?''
She nodded eagerly, though she didn't intend to, she just did. She hates herself even more for it. Why does she feel she must please him? Make him feel better?
''I shouldn't have scratched you''
He let out a deep sigh through his nose ''s fine''
She got up from her chair walking over to the man sitting across the table.
She doesn't know what she was doing her body walked on its own.
The same words repeated like a mantra over and over in her head.
Make him forgive you, show him just how sorry you are
He looked up at her from his place on the table.
She leaned down on him seating herself on his lap.
His vermillion eyes never left her own.
She lightly traced her index finger along the fading scars she gave him. Her eyes flickered over to his fading scar and back to his irises.
She ghosted her lips over the scratch.
''I'm sorry katsu'' She whispered lowly against his skin.
Stop
Some part of her brain screamed but the other found its way into her consciousness.
He let out a low growl, it reverberated against her chest, seeming as if both were pressed against each other.
The girl pecked the area. His predatorial eyes flickered to her lips and back to her eyes, He caught her lips in his own.
Both lips moved in sync.
His large hands were placed on both sides of her hips.
The kiss began to get messy by the second.
She grinded against him and in response, he groaned into her mouth. She let out a mewl, her lips swallowed down his noises as he did the same. Making it sound muffled.
Her hands pulled on the hairs on the nape of his neck.
He broke the kiss.
Both gasped out for air. His lips were red and glossy.
He then pushed her figure off his body, standing up from his spot on the chair in the dining room.
''let's go to bed'' He mumbled
Already exiting the dining room.
She watched his figure disappear into the door.
She stared at the door with widened eyes.
The girl was aroused but nonetheless, she obliged.
If there's one thing she's learned is she receives better when she's obedient towards Bakugou?
