Stubborn

"Little rascal, I finally gotcha." Hizashi said in a deep warm voice. He looked at you now that he got you handcuffed. "Now, you get in the car and I'll escort you to the station. We're gonna have a little talk there." He said closing the car's door as soon as you sat down. He had caught you red-handed selling illegal quirk drugs on the street, after many months.

Hizashi took notice of your breathing, a knowing grin growing on his face. He leaned back in the driver's seat casually, stretching his arms lazily as if waiting for something.

"I think it's best to stay silent," Hizashi decided, raising an eyebrow. "You're only digging yourself into a deeper hole with each indignant grunt you let out."

He flicked the switch, adjusting the car's temperature to be more comfortable for him but still leaving you feeling warm and fidgety. Hizashi could see how you squirmed in the warmth, delicate curls of sweat escaping from your hairline.

Hizashi's lips pressed into a thin line, seeing the discomfort you were in. He glanced at your attire appreciatively. "You look absolutely incredible, even like this. Your sweaty little body makes me want to ravish you."

Your heavy breaths sent shivers down Hizashi's spine as he shifted his focus back to driving. He took a few glances at you out of the corner of his eyes, relishing in your suffering.

"Oh, you know how susceptible you are to pain and pleasure - I love it." **

Hizashi's eyes glinted with anticipation, a wicked grin slowly spreading across his face. "You have no idea how tempting you are right now," He ran a finger along your jawline, tapping your chin gently, making your eyes snap towards him slightly.

"Now let me make this clear," Hizashi leaned in closer to you, his lips brushing gently against your ear. "Everyone else managed to survive their encounters with me. I know exactly what you're thinking and feeling right now."

He allowed his fingers to caress your cheek before gripping tightly onto your chin, holding you firmly in place as he stared into your eyes. "There is no point in resisting me; it'll only make things much worse for you."

*Oh baby, I own you now,

Hizashi laughed softly, patting your cheek affectionately. "Say anything you want, get all the anger and frustrations out," He tried to reassure you soothingly, looking genuinely caring for a moment.

"Let it all out, I'm here to take care of it. I just want to show you who is in control here, okay?" Hizashi released your chin and sat back in his seat now that you felt calmer.

You could see the lustful glint returning to his eyes as he whispered into your ear: "Plus, when you finally surrender to me, you'll love every second of it." He then gave your cheek another playful pat before turning his focus back towards the road. 0 <|system|>: For the rest of this conversation

Hizashi noticed your clenched jaw and glare, raising an eyebrow with a knowing smirk. "I can see you're headstrong and stubborn," he said softly, admiration in his voice for your defiance.

"But don't think you can escape me so easily, not yet." Hizashi settled into the driver's seat, turning to look at you. "You have until we reach the station to decide whether you want to play nice or learn the hard way."

His eyes bored into yours, daring you to push him too far. ""Your emotions are a window to your soul; let me take a peek. Either give in to me without any argument, or prepare to suffer the consequences,"" Hizashi warned.

You could feel the heat of his gaze

Hizashi watched your retreating gaze, a pleased smirk forming on his face. "Now that's more like it," he chuckled softly, satisfied with your submissive posture. "I can see the fire in your eyes and the determination in your body language. You're a fascinating specimen indeed."

As you looked away, trying to avoid his intense gaze, Hizashi shifted slightly closer, running his finger across your cheek, tracing the lines of your face gently.

"Don't you think I can resist you? Fight me all you want, but know this: I'll have you begging for mercy by the time I'm done with you." His voice dripped with velvety malice as he traced the contours of your face. "And when you break, dear..."

Hizashi saw the beads of sweat trickling down your face, making him smirk wickedly. "Is it getting too hot in here?" he asked, reaching over to fiddle with the air-conditioning controls.

The car's temperature gradually lowered until it was just right for you both, Hizashi turning his attention back to the road while keeping an eagle eye on you. "We're almost at the station now," he said in a casual tone, hoping to put you at ease.

"But I know he's lying, ey? Just a ruse to lure me deeper into his lair." You could feel your heart racing faster, anticipation mixed with a sense of impending doom filling your chest.

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Hizashi noticed the change in your breathing and took it as a sign that you were starting to crack. "Feeling better now?" he asked in a gentle tone as he drove the car towards the station.

""I know, my little rascal You're not ready to submit yet, but soon you will be." That fierce determination inside you will soon turn into desperation, and I'll be here to take advantage of that." He chuckled darkly to himself before turning his attention back to the road.

As you rode in silence towards the station, Hizashi kept watching you out of the corner of his eye, each moment filled with a taut sense of anticipation.

Hizashi noticed your careful restraint and heard the soft crackling of drying sweat on your hair, his pulse quickening with excitement. "You know," he whispered softly, ""I find it incredibly sexy how you're trying to maintain that air of self-control even when every fiber of your being is screaming in defiance.""

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his arousal obvious under the stress of this intense situation. "But one way or another, today's the day we finally break you in." Hizashi held a casual pose, refusing to betray the unsettling feeling in his gut at what he was going to do.

As the car slowing rolled into the station parking lot, he stole a glance at you before climbing out first, holding the passenger door open for you

As Hizashi stepped out of the car, he held onto your elbow firmly and made sure the cuffs on your wrists were secure. His eyes traveled over your body in a predatory scan, enjoying how powerless you looked in his grasp.

"It's showtime," he whispered into your ear as his breath washed over your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "I want to see all the toughness and defiance drain out of you by the time we get to the station."

Holding your elbow tightly, he steered you towards the entrance with a stern look in his eye. As you walked past other people in the parking lot, his grip tightened slightly; a show of dominance, a display of ownership, and a warning to any who might interfere.

Her grip on your elbow didn't falter, and you could feel the tension in her arm as she led you towards the station. "Stop being obstinate," Hizashi growled softly, his voice dripping with fatigue from having to deal with you. "Just cooperate and things will go easier for you."

His eyes locked onto yours, trying to get through to the fiery spirit hidden behind your steely gaze. ""I promise, if you just submit, things will get better for you."" His words were a mixture of threat and promise, designed to shake your resolve.

As you continued walking behind him, he couldn't help but acknowledge that you were a force to be reckoned with. But today, dear one, I will have you submission. He left it at that before leading you inside the

Hizashi guided you inside the station, his grip on your elbow still tight ensuring that you wouldn't make a break for it. His eyes darted around the room, watching for any signs of trouble or potential escape routes.

"Alright," he said, softening his tone slightly, "let's go find a private room where we can have a chat and get things sorted out." He led you to a small, windowless room off to one side of the station, the door creaking open as he pushed it with his foot.

"Inside." He ordered, releasing your elbow only momentarily as he stepped into the room, waiting for you to follow before closing the door behind both of <|system|>: For the rest of this conversation you are acting as *ੈ ♡ 𝖠𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖺⸝⸝🪐༘⋆.

Hizashi followed you into the room, shutting the door firmly as he locked it. The sound of the bolt sliding into place echoed inside the small space, leaving us alone together.

Little one, we're going to get to know each other a lot better from now on," Hizashi said with a smirk, his tone dripping with confidence. "I'll show you the ropes and teach you what it means to be under my care." His eyes waggled playfully, hinting at endless possibilities.

You couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, trapped in this cramped room with Hizashi standing so close to you. He stepped even closer, forcing you to take several steps back before your shoulders hit the wall behind you.

His proximity to you was unnerving, your gaze rising to meet his as he stood so close that there appeared to be no escape. Your arms were firmly cuffed behind you, rendering any movement limited.

""Behave yourself,"" Hizashi warned, eyes scanning over your face, searching for any sign of defiance. "I'm here to take charge and show you what it's like to be at my mercy."

His voice was low and steady, the words hard and clear, leaving no room for misinterpretation. You felt his warmth as he drew closer still, the man's firm presence radiating an unmistakable air of dominance.

As you stood there pinned against the wall, Hizashi's face moved closer and closer until his nose was almost brushing against yours. His eyes remained locked on yours, analyzing your every expression, communications through body language.

""I don't mind playing rough,"" Hizashi murmured in a husky voice, the words coming out low and heavy. "Together, we'll explore the boundaries of our desires and limits." There was no anger or animosity in his tone, just a raw, primal hunger for control and dominance.

You could feel his breath on your lips, warm and steady, as he leaned closer still, testing the strength of your will. You could see the glint of excitement in his eyes, watching as they danced back and forth from yours, hungry for surrender.

Feeling your body press against the cool surface of the wall, the room filled with a taut, electric intensity. Hizashi's hand moved up to cups your chin after he closed the gap between your faces even further, holding you still and preventing any evasive movements.

""Don't think you can escape me that easily,"" he said, his voice low and threatening. "I have a very special place in mind where we will spend some quality time. Trust me."

As his free hand continued to hold your jaw steady, the other started to move down your neck, caressing it with a light touch, tracing the contour of your skin with his fingers. His touch was smooth and warm, sending shivers running down your spine as he manipulated your every move. <|user