Where am I?
Last thing I remember is getting a particularly nasty explosion to the Face. That Stupid Villain. Ground Zero. He always pops out of no where, catching me off guard. His stupid quirk is so powerful, I'm one of the only pros who can withstand a hit from those explosions. Well I guess until now.
Wait Fuck. Come on Kiri FOCUS!!! I open my eyes. Nothing. I'm suddenly aware of the dark cloth that covers my eyes. There's a similar material in my mouth, preventing me from speaking. I'm sitting in a chair. I feel a rope like material around my ankles, arms, wrists, and stomach. I then realize that I am actually naked. What the fuck. I try and activate my quirk... and fail...shit shit shit shit.
"You're quirk won't work here dumbass", I hear an all too familiar voice say.
It's Ground Zero
"My friends at the league had this room specially made for me, so no quirks work in here, isn't that cool?", he says teasingly, knowing I can not respond.
"You seem at a loss for words over there, for once. You and you're stupid hair always talk to much. It's nice to finally see you quiet. Now I can truly admire the rest of you..", he trails off and suddenly becomes quiet.
I hear him walk closer to me. I can hear his footsteps echo on the tile or concrete floor. He suddenly grabs my chin and jerks my head up at an angle that I was not used to. I yelp at the sudden movement.
"That was not very manly", He whispers in my ear.
It was a low whisper, one that sends shivers up your spine when you hear it. Almost a growl. He chuckles as I have a visible reaction to his closeness. He lets go of my chin, I feel his hands move to my shoulders. His hands are warm, in contrast to my extremely cold skin. His hands slide down to my upper arms, and I can feel him breathing on my neck. I gasp as he starts kiss and biting my neck. I try to escape his grasp by squirming around, but his hands on my shoulders hold firm. I try to ask him what the hell does he think he's doing, but it just comes out as a gurgled jumbled mess.
His hand moves to my neck. It starts to get burning hot. I yelp out in surprise. He pulls my head back so I'm leaning back on what I can only assume is his shoulder. He leans in and I can feel his breath on my cheeks.
"What did you say darling?", he whispers in my ear.
God damnit this guy knows my weak spots. After my lack of response, He gets right back to kissing and leaving hickies on my neck. I can feel my body start to react to his touch. My dick is starting to get hard. I start to squirm in my seat again, and I think the villain took notice. He stands up again, leaving my body without his touch.
"What's wrong Red Riot? Starting to get a bit uncomfortable?"
I hear him walk around to the front of me. He chuckles again. This guy is having way more fun than I am right now let me tell you.
"What do we have here?", he says teasingly, "is someone hard already? The mighty Red Riot, excited by barely anything"
I feel my cheeks turn red. I hate to admit it, but the way he speaks to me makes my throbbing erection even worse. I suddenly feel his hands on me again. He's rubbing my chest, and just barely touching my sensitive nipples. Fuck. Those drive me crazy. A small moan escapes my lips. He definitely noticed. He starts paying more attention to my nipples. He rubs them so so gently with his fingers. Pinching them, rolling them with his fingers. I can't help it anymore. I moan as he continues to touch me.
"Wow, someone is so desperate for my touch already"
His hands leave my body and I whimper. I feel my cock leaking at this point. I need some release. I start to squirm around in my seat again. His hands are suddenly on my cock, I let out a muffled moan as he starts to stroke my cock. He slowly starts, barely touching it. This villain is such a tease!! My hips starting moving on their own, thrusting into his hand, desperate for more friction. He lets out a low laugh at that, and he suddenly stops moving his hand. I thrust into it, as best as I can with all of the ropes I'm stuck in. Thrusting at and uneven pace, I'm filling the room with moans and whimpers. I want more, I need more. I thrust faster.
His hand disappears. I let out a frustrated gasp and a whine. I hear him explode with Laughter. He grabs my chin again and pulls my face forward. He speaks in a low angry growl.
"Why would I let a hero like you cum?