Day 2: The Woods @wonderduorising
Bakudeku AU drabble, just kinda whipped it up when I saw the event started :)
Maybe this wasn’t such a smart idea after all, the prince groaned internally. He was lost in the dense forest and the sun would be setting within a few hours. Surely his guards were still searching, for fear of returning to the castle empty handed. Not that he was worried, Prince Bakugou would never show such a weakness. He just needed to find a way to shelter for the evening, and figure out his next move in the morning... simple.
He finds a small open area next to a large canopy tree and starts a campfire for warmth. This wasn’t so bad, peaceful actually, the prince muses. Ugh, he was just so sick and tired of being controlled. Being a royal had too many restrictions placed on him! But as his stomach growls, he chastises himself for not planning this escape. It couldn’t be helped, when the opportunity to get away came he went for it.
What was the big deal anyways about coming here? His parents had forbade it based on folktales of people going missing. ‘Tch, stories to scare little kids more like it.’ It sounded like bullshit to him. Really? Magical creatures that live in the woods? Right... All he’s found so far were trees, bushes, and regular animals. Nothing special.
A cracking sound catches his attention and he whips his heads in the direction it came from. “Who’s there!” Bakugou shouts and raises his bowie knife in ready fashion. There’s no answer but he can see a shadowy movement through the brush. “Answer me!”
“I mean you no harm,” a soft, melodic voice finally responds. “‘Tis odd to see a human here, are you are lost?”
“Step forward dammit!” He didn’t like the subterfuge of the darkness. How could he be sure of this ‘persons’ true intent just based on a voice?
“I’m not supposed to show myself to humans.” But this one had peeked his interests. He’d been watching the human stumble about the woods all day and grew more and more curious as time passed on.
“And I’m not gonna keep talking to a spirit. So if ya ain’t gonna show yerself, go the fuck away and leave me be.”
The voice goes silent for several minutes and the prince assumes whatever it was had decided to leave. But suddenly, a strange yet rapturous melody fills Bakugou’s head. He shakes his head confused trying to make the sound stop. Where was it coming from?! His mind grew fuzzy the longer it continued and soon enough its source stepped forth from the tree line into view.
His breathing catches in his throat, choking the air from his lungs. Bakugou’s heart flutters wildly the closer the figure walks toward him. An elven male with curly green hair, pointy ears and a cherubic smile had ensnared his body and enchanted his mind with its soft, sensual voice. "Everything will be okay,” it repeated as it held out its hand and cradled the young princes cheek. He’d heard about these creatures from the stories, but to see one in the flesh?!
Bakugou couldn’t move, couldn’t think, only feel all the emotions spiraling for this beautiful male. Perhaps it was a spell meant to lower his defenses, but in that moment he didn’t care. He leans into the hand, feeling so secure by its touch, and wanting more. A light whimper breaks free from the prince as he stares into the males emerald hues. Somehow it had broken through his hard shell and turned him into the one thing he hated most. He felt weak for this male. Its voice was so smooth... its earthy scent stimulating his senses.
“Such a handsome human,” it muses and threads it’s long, slender fingers through the princes hair. it smiles gently, “Do not be afraid, no harm shall come to you.”
“W-Who are you?” Bakugou’s voice trembles under the creatures touch, “what do you want from me?”
“You may call me Izuku, young prince, and you need not worry...” He pulls Bakugou closer, ghosting his lips over the man’s, “I’m simply curious of you humans...” then presses them firmly together, soaking in the pained groan from the prince.
All motor control seems to leave Bakugou, as the man takes control of him and places him on his back. Like being bewitched, he couldn’t fight back. His arms and legs are like putty in the hold of this elven male. His only thoughts circle around desire, an aching lust for whatever this creature was willing to give, and a powerful pull to capture it.
“So beautiful...” Izuku purrs and trails his fingers along the princes chest. He could feel the man’s arousal burning against his leg and grins, “and I shall keep you warm till the morning...”
As Bakugou wakes up the next day, he stretches and smiles at the warmth surrounding him like a cocoon. Izuku had kept his promise. He opens his eyes ready to take back control... “What?!” the prince sits up in his bed. “No, no, No!” he throws back the comforter and jumps off searching around the spacious suite. Where was the elven male? How was he back in the castle? it couldn’t have all been a dream?! Bakugou looks down at his clothing and realizes it was the same outfit he’d worn the day before. It was as dirty as it should be after traipsing through the woods. He touches his lips, swearing he could still feel Izuku’s upon them.
It was only at that point does he notice a slight sting on his shoulder and rips his vest off. He inspect his body and notices a small glowing symbol in the shape of a lightning bolt emblazoned on his skin. “What the fuck?!” When Bakugou runs his fingers over the mark, it sends shivers down his spine. His eyes roll back and his mind is sent into a vision.
“Seek if your heart truly yearns freedom sweet prince, this mark will lead thee to me.”
