Prophecies and Legacies - OC X Bakugou/Kirishima

[PheNix]

Bright green eyes widened at his words. It wasn’t the reaction she’d expected but she’d take it. She squeezed his balls gently until he flooded her mouth then swallowed his load before crawling to sit beside his elbow.

“I owe you an explanation. Kirishima found a plant yesterday that is coveted by many. Pharmacists like it for all of its attributes. Its flowers help with female libido when brewed into a tea. Its leaves help with male libido when made into a paste and applied to…a specific area. Its spores cause an intense lust that disappears when the affected go to sleep. Spores that we breathed in when he returned. The nectar, which I got on my lips from kissing him, is a powerful love potion that also loses its power once the affected go to sleep. The pits of its berries act as an abortifacient and brothels seek the plant for them. Slavers like it for the berries because they force fertility. Kirishima went into rut yesterday and I ovulated. All because of the berries. I promise you that I’m pregnant. We need to talk about that. I don’t think King Toshinori would let me carry it to term. He wants to marry me off by my next birthday which is in four months.” She started to tremble. “Bakugo, I know this is a lot of information. I’m open to questions.”

[CRYBABY]

Katsuki listened to her speak, holding back his urge to tell her to cut it out that he did not care about the stupid flower, up until her confession of pregnancy. She was pregnant and either he or Eijirou was the father. Fuck. He was quiet for a moment, maybe even a little too long to cause a bit more panic in the poor woman nestled beside him. He took her hand in his, garnet eyes peering into emerald. "There are no questions. You are carrying my or Ei's child to term and you will be my bride." his voice was stern leaving no room for questions.

[PheNix]

He was quiet for too long and it scared her. She had a plan for if she was rejected but she didn't want to use it. Then he ordered her to marry him. She slid from her seated position to a laying one, nestling herself against his chest.

"My word means nothing. You'd have to take it up with King Toshinori and convincing him won't be easy." She pressed herself against him. Still naked, her skin was cold against his. After a few moments of silence, something wet slid across his pectorals. She was crying.

She knew her place. Her life, her body, her baby, were now his. She was only good for two things now; his pleasure and bearing his children. Her life wasn’t hers anymore. Her pleasure was not guaranteed, nor was her life. Another tear fell down his chest as she trembled. She didn’t know if it was from the cold or the fear as her situation started to sink in but the shaking intensified as another tear slid down his chest.