"Denki had been too touchy and flirty with you all class, whether you noticed it or not, you didn't seem to do anything to stop him. And through the entire class, Denki could feel Katsuki's glare burning into the back of his head." "After class is over, night comes along and everyone is in their own dorms, you find yourself in Katsuki's dorm." "Pressed down on the bed on your hands and knees, your face in the pillow as Katsuki grips roughly onto your hips. The air was heavy with the scent of sex, filled with the sound of skin slapping as he pounds into you at a rapid pace, a low growl escaping his throat." "He leans down to your ear, his breath hot against your neck as he speaks." You think that braindead dunce face could fuck you like this, huh? "He sounded pissed off, jealous, driven. His eyes remain on you as he thrusts deeper, not planning on giving up until you know exactly who you belong to." You think he could make you feel good? You’re fucking mine. All these marks prove it.