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Scales pt. 4a //yan!bakusquad fantasy au//

a/n: im so fuckin sorr this took so long lol, it was actually written but life was too crazy to edit/post. i had to make this angsty so it wouldnt turn out horny

Pt. 5

warnings: swearing, mature themes? mentions of past abuse/trauma

Things felt weirdly normal when you woke up, and despite the memories that flashed through your head you kept your cool. You needed to be logical, it was the only way you’d be able to get out of here alive. Denki was in your arms when you finally opened your eyes, and a weight lifted from your chest. Oh thank gods you were together. That made things easier. The room was… undoubtedly luxurious, Shigaraki sure knew how to play nice when he wanted. Horror shot through you when you saw the iron collar clamped around Denki’s neck. Fuck, you knew what that was. you’d seen it used before, and Denki wasn’t going to be able to help with it on. You’d need a diamond to get it off, unless you could get the key. Fucking Shigaraki, he’d be here soon to gloat. The fucker loved nothing more than being validated for what he’d done.

“I didn’t appreciate your little stunt.” Shigaraki finally showed his face, and your eyes narrowed as you stared at him from the bed.

“If you were bored you should have just told me. I thought you liked the solitude while I was busy, but obviously I was wrong.” He took a seat next to you and your skin crawled, had he gotten crazier? “But that’s all in the past now, and you have your own pet to keep you entertained.” Oh yeah he absolutely lost it while you were gone. You stayed silent as you watched his fingers trail over your leg to Denki’s sleeping form next to you. The threat was clear despite him staying silent. If you tried anything, he’d take it out on Denki.

“Thank you.” You had to force the words out, any feelings you had right now didn’t matter. You just needed to keep Denki safe, and that meant keeping Shigaraki happy until you could get away. It worked, his chapped lips stretched into a grin as he made himself comfortable besides you, showing no intention of leaving any time soon.

“They did WHAT?” Katsuki flung his sword across the room, the metal sending up a puff of feathers when it hit the bed. He’d just gotten back from a war meeting, and this was the first thing he had to hear?

“How dare that dry ass motherfucker send his cronies here, I’ll get Y/n and Denki back myself.” He snarled, and Hanta had to jump on him before he could leave .

“Katsuki, calm down, if you go rushing in it’ll only make the situation worse.” Mina crouched down, making sure she was in the blondes line of sight so he had no choice but to listen.

“Yeah man, Izuku can help, right?” Hanta added, still pinning Katsuki down. 

“And Shoto too, we have allies Katsuki, we don’t have to just rush in.” Mina glanced at Kiri, who nodded in agreement despite the fact he wanted nothing more than to bolt to wherever you were. He just needed to make sure you were safe. At least Denki was with you, the two of you could take care of each other for the time being, and it would be enough that the bond wouldn’t hurt anyone.

“Fine, get them here, now! We need to do this quickly!” Katsuki gave in with a snarl, the more people he had to crush that extra, the better.

Fingers tapping your thigh made you jump, and you dropped the book in your hands as you turned to Denki. He’d just been…dozing, barely waking up to eat and drink.

“Oh, you’re awake. How do you feel?”

“Weird, kinda out of it… where are we?” Gold eyes darted around the room, horror growing in them with every passing second. “What happened to Mina?” Denki was starting to panic, and you had to grab his hand to make him look at you.

“She got away, I sent her back to Katsuki so she could get help.” You soothed, hand smoothing over his hair. “You know what they're like, I'm sure they're planning something right now.” He didn't look convinced, and you wondered how he hasn't noticed the iron around his neck.

“Why can't we just break out?”

“If there's a sure opportunity for us to escape I'll take it, but you can't fight with the collar on, and I can't get it off while we're here.” You grabbed his wrists to stop him tearing at it, there was no use.

“Don't try to use your powers, okay? I'm not sure what it'll do, but the ones I've had have never been good. Your powers will activate the selected gem, and depending on that the collar will do something. I don’t want to risk it.”

“How do you know all this?” Denki squinted at you, and you dropped his arms, hands folding in your lap as you thought about how to explain that.

“I um, always had a talent for magic, my teachers kept track and when I graduated Shigaraki noticed and I uh… didn’t exactly go along with him at first, so he chose a… harsher…? Way for me to learn and fit into his… role for me.” The words stuck in your throat on the way up, you never thought you’d have to tell anyone that.

“I know it might be… a lot, and I promise I’ll tell you everything when we get out of here, but you need to trust me, okay Denki?” You couldn't look at him, your whole plan needed him, you couldn’t leave him here alone.

“Okay Y/n, but I’ll hold you to that promise.” You couldn’t help startle when Denki surged forward, nuzzling your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist. This wasn’t the reaction you expected, he went along so easily?

“O-Okay, just follow my lead, he needs to let his guard down and I… know how to do that.”

“The meeting was awful, honestly that scum are lucky I have you to calm me down… so I don’t have to resort to more extreme methods.” You’d tuned out most of Shigaraki’s rant, Denki had fallen asleep and you didn’t see the point in waking him for this. The king had his head in your lap, your fingers carding through his hair with a familiarity you hated. Shigaraki turned so he was facing you, one hand coming up to caress your cheek and you were lucky he was delusional enough to think the shudder that ran through you was good.

“Hmm? What happened this time?” You forced the words out, pretending to care really fucking sucked. His answer was lost as Denki started to stir next to you, oh god why’d he have to wake up now? He was gonna say something bad and it’d be over for the both of you. Shigaraki was still mumbling on while your eyes were fixed on Denki, humming your acknowledgment at the appropriate intervals so he’d think you cared.

“I swear it’d be better if I just ripped their heads off, then I could just stay here with you.” These words were mumbled into your skin,, Shigaraki going from laying in your lap to straddling you and hiding his face in your neck before you could do anything to stop him. You hated when he got like this, it could last for days if he was feeling particularly insecure or clingy.

“But then you’d have nobody to do what needs to be done, and you’d be spending even less time here.” Denki spoke and your heart stopped, oh god oh god ohgod. Shigsraki pulled back to look at the blonde, eyebrows raised as he considered that option.

“You have a point.” The king shrugged before he went back to your neck as if nobody had spoken, lips brushing against your skin as he grew bolder. Unease surged through you at the contact, the force of it through the bond almost made Denki transform, but he remembered you needed him to be good so you could get them out of here, and so he settled for buying his face in your thighs. He really hoped you knew what you were doing, and that the others were planning something. A knock at the door had your heart jumping into your throat, and after a growled answer from Shigaraki, Dabi entered the room. His voice was bored as ever while he spoke, something about needing Shigaraki back in the war room because their scouts had spotted something. A grunt left the king as he started to get up, unable to stop himself nipping at your neck before he pulled away, the red already blooming had him satisfied enough to slink over to Dabi and, in turn, leave you and Denki alone again.

“I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry this is all my fault-“ your anxiety took over the second the door closed, throat clogging up and tears clouding your vision. Kiri should have just left you to die, then none of them would be in this mess.

“C’mon, you’re okay, come back to me now.” Denki pulled your chest to his, forcing your breathing to follow his as he focused on calming you down. Your eyes slowly came back into focus, gold was the only thing you could see for a moment before Denki pulled back.

“Is that better?” His hand brushed the tears off your face, a comforting smile on his face. How could he look so angelic in this situation?

“Yeah, sorry about that.” You wiped your nose, humiliation setting in as you realised how pathetic you must look, you needed to be stronger if you were going to get out of here alive.

“There’s nothing to apologise for, this is a tough situation.” Denki shrugged, he didn’t want to pressure you into talking about your past, but something big had obviously happened. Your unease was still flooding through the bond, easily alerting Denki to the fact you weren’t fine, worse, you were lying to him about it. He just wanted to help. Maybe he should try and distract you? Opting to cheer you up any way he could, Denki cuddled into your side, making sure he was monitoring how you felt though the bond. Your gaze shifted as the blonde rubbed over your skin, making a noise you could only describe as a croon while his face nuzzled against your neck. The noise was… weirdly comforting, and it wasn’t long before you felt some of the anxiety leaving you. Denki was over the moon, you were responding so well! His crooning picked up at how happy he was, and you let your head rest on his shoulder, your own hands finding his and intertwining with them. You were almost asleep when the door opening had you jumping awake, Denki slowly blinking as he figured out what had spooked you. Confusion was all that remained when you saw Dabi there, Shigaraki nowhere to be seen as he closed the door behind him.

“I talked to Shoto, I’m gonna help you out.”

“Dabi agreed to help us, but in return he wants Shigaraki alive, for himself. It’s the best chance we have, he’s the kings right hand.” Shoto deadpanned, completely unbothered by the snarling warrior being held back by Kirishima next to him.

“I wanna rip that bastard to shreds, fuck Dabi, we can do this without him.” Katsuki finally managed to get out after he’d been calmed down, a task that took several minutes.

“It’d take longer, you really want to sacrifice Y/n and Denki so you can kill someone?” Hanta had to help hold Katsuki back at that remark from Shoto.

“Katsu, Shoto’s right, our priority needs to be getting them quickly, not killing Shigaraki.” Mina placed her hand on Katsuki’s shoulder, the thing that finally calmed him down enough to mumble out a fine and get on with the actual planning.

“Finally, now what we’re going to do is cause a distraction on the battlefield, during which Dabi will knock out Shigaraki and get Denki and Yn to a safe destination we’ll go to after the battle. Now, onto the details…”

“You’re what? No way, it’s a trap right? Shigaraki is testing my loyalty? I’m not falling for something like this again.” You shook your head as you paced the room, Denki still sitting on the bed and Dabi lounging on a chair next to the desk. It was exactly the kind of thing that bastard would do.

“Bakugo told me to tell Denki about the dandelions.” Dabi ignored your rant, instead turning to Denki and raising his eyebrows at the blonde. Lower lip between his teeth, The blonde slunk over to you, grabbing your hand tightly before he spoke.

“It’s not a trap, Y/n, he’s telling the truth.”

“You don’t know that, what if they captured someone that told him?” You hissed, eyes darting over to the nonchalant figure in the chair.

“Hey, you asked me to trust you before, I need you to trust me now. Okay?” He presses a kiss to your cheek when he was finished, and despite your best efforts that smile got to you, made you relax and squeeze his hand.

“I-Fuck. Okay, I trust you.”

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Scales // Yan!Bakusquad x reader // fantasy au // pt. 1

a/n: ive been too busy to write so have pt. 1 of the dragon!Kirishima turned poly!Bakusquad fic lmao. hopefully it’ll have 3-4 parts! 

requests: open

Sparks flew from your fingers, going right into the lock and you heard it unlock with a small click. Relief flooded you at that, thanking the gods that your magic worked on these locks. It was a miracle you’d even managed to find out about this, you may be part of Shigaraki’s kingdom, but it wasn’t by choice, and you refused to let them kill a dragon. Of course, if you were discovered you’d be killed without question, despite your skills at magic. As long as the dragon escaped, it’d be worth it. The lantern in your hand barely lit up the tunnel, but you needed all your magic, so casting a brighter light was out of the question. The hallway went up, steeper by the step and winding around and around, and it kept growing warmer. Sweat drenched you by the time you reached the door, whispered words making the lock open and you pushed the door open as quietly as you could. The dragon’s eyes shot open as soon as you entered, gaze pinning you down as his lips lifted in a snarl. 

“Hey, hey it’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you baby, I’m here to set you free, you have my word.” You froze in your tracks, palms facing upwards to show you meant no harm. The dragon’s snarl stayed on it’s face, but it didn’t make any other noises, and you took that as a sign to continue. You made quick work of the shackles on it’s legs and tail, but whatever kind of… contraption they had on it’s wings was more complicated. It consisted of severel locks, and you discovered you had to unlock them in the correct order, or it wouldn’t work. You got past it though, of course you did, despite the substancial drain in your energy. Walking around ot the head, you have the dragon a weak smile, stepping closer when he stayed quiet. The muzzle was easy to work, breaking and falling to the ground with a dull thunk. 

“Okay baby, you’re free to go.” You were grinning now, footsteps running up the tunnel and shouting barely registering. 

“You gotta go now though, or they’ll kill both of us, so just hurry okay!” You were getting more and more frustrated, the dragon only looking at you instead of going. 

“Is it because you don’t know how to get out? There, go through there!” You hissed, hand flying out and with a bang the wall had crumbled to nothing, sunlight streaming into the room even as you felt your energy leaving you. You turned to it with one last look of desperation, banging on the door pounding through your head and, oh, the dragon had such pretty red scales. 

All you could see was red when you woke up, exhaustion making you react slower than you usually would, but giving you time to register everything. The last thing you remembered was the dragon looking at you, but after that everything was black. You really had to be more careful with your magic, passing out wasn’t ideal. Now, what the fuck had happened after that? And how the fuck were you meant to get oout from under… a dragon wing? No, that couldn’t be right, the dragon should have just… left you. Okay, Y/n, just… focus on finding out where you are. You’d been leaning on… well something red and scaly, that seemed to be moving? Maybe you were dreaming, that made the most sense. You crawled forward, finding where the wing ended and crawling out of it. You had to squint to see, summer light blinding compared to the red. Slowly, you turned back around, mouth falling open at the dragon sleeping peachefully before you. Thoughts of running away flashed through your head, and your hand throbbed at that, making yu frown as you looked at it. 

“What the fuck is-” You frowned, scale like tattoos that matched the dragon exactly danced across the back of your hand, from wrist bone to knuckle, with a few on your fingers and thubm. They shimmered if you tilted them just right, and they’d be beautiful if you knew what the fuck they were, and why they hurt when you thought about leaving. 

‘You’re upset, why?’ 

“Who the-”

‘It’s just me, you don’t need to worry.’ This was accompanied by the dragon humming, red eye fixed on you. 

“Why are you in my head?” Your arms crossed over your chest as a reflex, stepping back so there was a greater distance. 

‘Ah, yeah, about that-’ It was interrupted by a roar coming from the clouds, and the noise had you falling back on your ass. 

ANother dragon cirled down, that’s right, another dragon, this was smaller and flashing gold in the sun.  Fear froze your body to the spot. The red dragon shuffled closer to you, but you could swear it was grinning as the other dragon landed. Goldey, as you’d decided to call it, wasted no time and bounded over, letting out a hum that vibratd your bones as he procedded to jump and lick all over the other one. 

You managed to scramble back away from the dragons, the two caught up in… reuniting? Or something like that? Your hands caught on stone and gravel, but you barely noticed, mind numb to the pain as you focused on getting away. Goldey turned to you, letting out a sort of trumpet noise complete with lightning, of all things, and the scream that bubbled up your throat only came out as a whimper. You hadn’t been able to recharge your powers, the fact you were powerless only added to your panic because oh god were they going to eat you? The golden one took a step towards you and you held your hand out, sparks fizzling as soon as they left your palm and gods this was the end for you. 

“Denki! Back up man, go back to the village, I’ll see you there soon.” 

Oh god was that the voice of an angel? Had you died? You finally got a handle on yourself, eyes darting up to meet somewhat familiar red ones. 

“I’m sorry about him, are you okay?” The man asked, hand held out for you to grab when he reached you. You could barely nod, blush on your cheeks because he was half naked, and fuck he was hot. 

“I’m Eijiro Kirishima, I’m really sorry about all the fuss. There’s a village just over the hill, let’s get you there, okay?” He pulled you up, concern painting his features when you stumbled. You were too tired to question anything, like where the red dragon had gone, and how he’d managed to get the golden one to go away, and why he was so warm. Protests left your lips when he picked you up like you were nothing, although they got weaker and weaker. He was just so warm, and comfortable, and nice, and you felt safe. It wasn’t long before you were dozing off.

Warm, you were so warm, half asleep and turning so you could get closer to it. It was soft too, making you hum as you rubbed your cheek against it, thoughourly enjoying the way it felt against your skin. Until it spoke. 

“Feeling better, Y/n?” 

That had you waking right up, eyes barely able to register Kirishima as you were trying to scramble away. He only pulled you closer, arms wrapped tight and pressing you chest to chest. 

“Let me go Kirishima!” You hissed, hands coming up to press against his chest, and that was when you remembered… well whatever was on your hand. Now that you thought about it, the red of the scales matched Kirishima’s eyes perfectly, and that red dragon had just disappeared… And then it clicked.

“What did you do to me?” 

“You saved me, I had to bond you.” He said, as if it was nothing, before he want back to nuzzling your neck. 

“You what?” 

“Don’t worry, you have me now, and I’m gonna keep you so safe.” 

“I don’t even know you, let me go.” You hissed, drawing some satisfaction from the way he flinched when your nails dug into his skin. 

“That doesn’t matter! You’ll know me in time!” He chirped, pulling away so he could look at your face. “Besides, there’s no way to break the bond once it’s been formed, and it comes with some changes I’m sure you’d want me to tell you about.” 

You felt your resolve melting away… what changes? WOuld he only tell you if you were good? Maybe you could find out what they were and use it to get away? 

“There we go, see that wasn’t so hard.” Kirishima smiled, and you noticed how sharp his teeth were.

“So, when a dragon bonds someone, they can’t physically be apart for long periods of time.” 

Oh, there went your plans of escape, then. 

“If they are it can physically hurt them, it was made so bonded pairs would stay together. Other effects of the bond are sensing each others moods, feeling each others pain, and being able to sense when the other is in danger. Oh! And your lifespan will match mine now, dragons do live for a long time.” Kirishima told you, arms wrapped tight around your middle. You were leaning back against his chest, warring with yourself because this fucking bond made it all so much harder. You couldn’t just leave, even the thought of it sent a spike of pain through you, but you couldn’t stay, you’d basically been kidnapped, by a dragon. 

“Now, you’re a sorcerer, right? You must’ve used a lot of your energy saving me.” These words were accompanied by him kissing the side of your neck, and you didn’t know if you wanted to gag or ask for more. 

“Thank you for that, baby. Now we just gotta get your strength back up!” Kirishima reached forward, bringing back a plate of fruit from it’s place on the table. You’d been stuck in this tent all day, the table in the middle the only hard thing there, everything else was all pillows and soft fabrics. He set the fruit on your lap, and you let out a sigh of relief when you realised he wasn’t going to feed you. You munched on the fruit, letting him ramble on about other people in the village, your energy returning with every bite you took. There had to be some way you could get out of this, right? Sure, you’d never faced a dragon before, but how hard could it be, really?

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Ahhhhh this is so good!! Can’t wait til you’re able to write and post the next part!

Scales // Yan!Bakusquad x reader // fantasy au // pt. 1

a/n: ive been too busy to write so have pt. 1 of the dragon!Kirishima turned poly!Bakusquad fic lmao. hopefully it’ll have 3-4 parts! 

requests: open

Sparks flew from your fingers, going right into the lock and you heard it unlock with a small click. Relief flooded you at that, thanking the gods that your magic worked on these locks. It was a miracle you’d even managed to find out about this, you may be part of Shigaraki’s kingdom, but it wasn’t by choice, and you refused to let them kill a dragon. Of course, if you were discovered you’d be killed without question, despite your skills at magic. As long as the dragon escaped, it’d be worth it. The lantern in your hand barely lit up the tunnel, but you needed all your magic, so casting a brighter light was out of the question. The hallway went up, steeper by the step and winding around and around, and it kept growing warmer. Sweat drenched you by the time you reached the door, whispered words making the lock open and you pushed the door open as quietly as you could. The dragon’s eyes shot open as soon as you entered, gaze pinning you down as his lips lifted in a snarl. 

“Hey, hey it’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you baby, I’m here to set you free, you have my word.” You froze in your tracks, palms facing upwards to show you meant no harm. The dragon’s snarl stayed on it’s face, but it didn’t make any other noises, and you took that as a sign to continue. You made quick work of the shackles on it’s legs and tail, but whatever kind of… contraption they had on it’s wings was more complicated. It consisted of severel locks, and you discovered you had to unlock them in the correct order, or it wouldn’t work. You got past it though, of course you did, despite the substancial drain in your energy. Walking around ot the head, you have the dragon a weak smile, stepping closer when he stayed quiet. The muzzle was easy to work, breaking and falling to the ground with a dull thunk. 

“Okay baby, you’re free to go.” You were grinning now, footsteps running up the tunnel and shouting barely registering. 

“You gotta go now though, or they’ll kill both of us, so just hurry okay!” You were getting more and more frustrated, the dragon only looking at you instead of going. 

“Is it because you don’t know how to get out? There, go through there!” You hissed, hand flying out and with a bang the wall had crumbled to nothing, sunlight streaming into the room even as you felt your energy leaving you. You turned to it with one last look of desperation, banging on the door pounding through your head and, oh, the dragon had such pretty red scales. 

All you could see was red when you woke up, exhaustion making you react slower than you usually would, but giving you time to register everything. The last thing you remembered was the dragon looking at you, but after that everything was black. You really had to be more careful with your magic, passing out wasn’t ideal. Now, what the fuck had happened after that? And how the fuck were you meant to get oout from under… a dragon wing? No, that couldn’t be right, the dragon should have just… left you. Okay, Y/n, just… focus on finding out where you are. You’d been leaning on… well something red and scaly, that seemed to be moving? Maybe you were dreaming, that made the most sense. You crawled forward, finding where the wing ended and crawling out of it. You had to squint to see, summer light blinding compared to the red. Slowly, you turned back around, mouth falling open at the dragon sleeping peachefully before you. Thoughts of running away flashed through your head, and your hand throbbed at that, making yu frown as you looked at it. 

“What the fuck is-” You frowned, scale like tattoos that matched the dragon exactly danced across the back of your hand, from wrist bone to knuckle, with a few on your fingers and thubm. They shimmered if you tilted them just right, and they’d be beautiful if you knew what the fuck they were, and why they hurt when you thought about leaving. 

‘You’re upset, why?’ 

“Who the-”

‘It’s just me, you don’t need to worry.’ This was accompanied by the dragon humming, red eye fixed on you. 

“Why are you in my head?” Your arms crossed over your chest as a reflex, stepping back so there was a greater distance. 

‘Ah, yeah, about that-’ It was interrupted by a roar coming from the clouds, and the noise had you falling back on your ass. 

ANother dragon cirled down, that’s right, another dragon, this was smaller and flashing gold in the sun.  Fear froze your body to the spot. The red dragon shuffled closer to you, but you could swear it was grinning as the other dragon landed. Goldey, as you’d decided to call it, wasted no time and bounded over, letting out a hum that vibratd your bones as he procedded to jump and lick all over the other one. 

You managed to scramble back away from the dragons, the two caught up in… reuniting? Or something like that? Your hands caught on stone and gravel, but you barely noticed, mind numb to the pain as you focused on getting away. Goldey turned to you, letting out a sort of trumpet noise complete with lightning, of all things, and the scream that bubbled up your throat only came out as a whimper. You hadn’t been able to recharge your powers, the fact you were powerless only added to your panic because oh god were they going to eat you? The golden one took a step towards you and you held your hand out, sparks fizzling as soon as they left your palm and gods this was the end for you. 

“Denki! Back up man, go back to the village, I’ll see you there soon.” 

Oh god was that the voice of an angel? Had you died? You finally got a handle on yourself, eyes darting up to meet somewhat familiar red ones. 

“I’m sorry about him, are you okay?” The man asked, hand held out for you to grab when he reached you. You could barely nod, blush on your cheeks because he was half naked, and fuck he was hot. 

“I’m Eijiro Kirishima, I’m really sorry about all the fuss. There’s a village just over the hill, let’s get you there, okay?” He pulled you up, concern painting his features when you stumbled. You were too tired to question anything, like where the red dragon had gone, and how he’d managed to get the golden one to go away, and why he was so warm. Protests left your lips when he picked you up like you were nothing, although they got weaker and weaker. He was just so warm, and comfortable, and nice, and you felt safe. It wasn’t long before you were dozing off.

Warm, you were so warm, half asleep and turning so you could get closer to it. It was soft too, making you hum as you rubbed your cheek against it, thoughourly enjoying the way it felt against your skin. Until it spoke. 

“Feeling better, Y/n?” 

That had you waking right up, eyes barely able to register Kirishima as you were trying to scramble away. He only pulled you closer, arms wrapped tight and pressing you chest to chest. 

“Let me go Kirishima!” You hissed, hands coming up to press against his chest, and that was when you remembered… well whatever was on your hand. Now that you thought about it, the red of the scales matched Kirishima’s eyes perfectly, and that red dragon had just disappeared… And then it clicked.

“What did you do to me?” 

“You saved me, I had to bond you.” He said, as if it was nothing, before he want back to nuzzling your neck. 

“You what?” 

“Don’t worry, you have me now, and I’m gonna keep you so safe.” 

“I don’t even know you, let me go.” You hissed, drawing some satisfaction from the way he flinched when your nails dug into his skin. 

“That doesn’t matter! You’ll know me in time!” He chirped, pulling away so he could look at your face. “Besides, there’s no way to break the bond once it’s been formed, and it comes with some changes I’m sure you’d want me to tell you about.” 

You felt your resolve melting away… what changes? WOuld he only tell you if you were good? Maybe you could find out what they were and use it to get away? 

“There we go, see that wasn’t so hard.” Kirishima smiled, and you noticed how sharp his teeth were.

“So, when a dragon bonds someone, they can’t physically be apart for long periods of time.” 

Oh, there went your plans of escape, then. 

“If they are it can physically hurt them, it was made so bonded pairs would stay together. Other effects of the bond are sensing each others moods, feeling each others pain, and being able to sense when the other is in danger. Oh! And your lifespan will match mine now, dragons do live for a long time.” Kirishima told you, arms wrapped tight around your middle. You were leaning back against his chest, warring with yourself because this fucking bond made it all so much harder. You couldn’t just leave, even the thought of it sent a spike of pain through you, but you couldn’t stay, you’d basically been kidnapped, by a dragon. 

“Now, you’re a sorcerer, right? You must’ve used a lot of your energy saving me.” These words were accompanied by him kissing the side of your neck, and you didn’t know if you wanted to gag or ask for more. 

“Thank you for that, baby. Now we just gotta get your strength back up!” Kirishima reached forward, bringing back a plate of fruit from it’s place on the table. You’d been stuck in this tent all day, the table in the middle the only hard thing there, everything else was all pillows and soft fabrics. He set the fruit on your lap, and you let out a sigh of relief when you realised he wasn’t going to feed you. You munched on the fruit, letting him ramble on about other people in the village, your energy returning with every bite you took. There had to be some way you could get out of this, right? Sure, you’d never faced a dragon before, but how hard could it be, really?