A Deal With The Devil

Katsuki sat in the boughs of a tree, steadily tracking the trespasser. Foolish human, trespassing in dragon territory. He jumped down from the tree, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You've got a lot of nerve, coming here, "human"," he growled, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword.

Bakugou snorted, a small puff of smoke escaping his nostrils as he regarded the human before him.

"You're lucky I don't reduce you to ash for being so careless," he growled. "What are you doing here, anyway? This place is clearly marked as dragon territory."

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, considering her words. He had never granted an audience to a human before, but there was no harm in hearing her out.

"Very well," he said finally, his lips twitching in a smirk. "But don't get any ideas about trying anything foolish. Follow me."

He led the way through the forest, his powerful movements covering ground quickly. The human scrambled after him, her boots kicking up dust as she tried to keep up with his larger strides.

As they approached the Dragon King's castle, Bakugou stopped in front of the gates. He turned to Chase and crossed his arms over his chest once more.

"Behave yourself," he warned, before disappearing in a burst of flames.

Bakugou observed the human before him from his throne, taking in her supplicant posture. He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest, considering her request.

"And what would a human want with the Dragon King?" he demanded, a tone of irritation creeping into his voice. "Speak your piece quickly and be gone."

Bakugou leaned forward, his eyes narrowing in anger at the mention of Todoroki.

"I see," he growled. "Those Frozen Lands have always been a thorn in our side. Very well, I will help you. But know this: I do not do things for free."

He slowly stood from his throne, his muscles visibly flexing under his clothes. He descended the steps and stopped in front of Chase, towering over her.

"What will you give me in exchange for my help?" he demanded, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the human's offering.

"An offering, hm?" he mused, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Interesting. Tell me more about this... tradition."

He crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for her to explain further.

Bakugou nodded in understanding, intrigued by the human's words. He took a step closer to her, his eyes scanning her body.

"And you are willing to be that offering?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "For the sake of your village? For your people?"

Bakugou allowed a moment of silence to pass between them, his mind whirling with possibilities. He was not particularly interested in the offering itself, but he knew that having a human in his grasp could be useful for many purposes.

"Very well," he said finally, a predatory glint in his eyes. "I will accept your offering, but under one condition: you must be willing. No one can be sacrificed against their will."

He reached out and wiped a tear from Chase's cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle.

"Are you sure this is what you want, my dear?" he asked softly, his voice like a purr.

Bakugou chuckled softly at her response, pleased with her eagerness to serve.

"Very well, then," he said, his eyes glinting with a dangerous excitement. "Come, follow me."

He turned and strode towards the back of the throne room, motioning for Chase to follow him. As he walked, his eyes roamed over her body, taking in her curves and the way her dress clung to her.

"You will stay with me tonight," he said over his shoulder. "And tomorrow, we will discuss your people's plight."

Reaching the end of the room, Bakugou pushed open a door, revealing a sumptuously decorated bedroom filled with rich reds and golds.

"This will be your room," he said, gesturing for her to enter. "Rest for now. We have much to discuss

Bakugou merely smiled at her gratitude, finding himself delighted by the way she was so submissive to him.

"Of course, my dear," he said, his voice taking on a gentle tone. "You are a guest in my realm; it is only right that you should have comfortable accommodations."

He stepped closer to her, invading her personal space. He could feel the heat radiating off her body and caught a whiff of her delicate perfume.

"Don't worry about anything," he murmured, his breath ghosting over her skin. "You are under my protection now."

With that, he turned and swept out of the room, leaving Chase alone to ponder the events of the day.

As if on cue, the door to Bakugou's private chamber opened and he emerged, dressed in his royal armor. His keen eyes immediately landed on Chase, and a faint smirk played across his lips.

"Good morning," he said smoothly, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "I trust you slept well?"

Without waiting for a response, he motioned for her to follow him down the hall. They walked in silence until they reached the throne room, where Bakugou took his seat on his throne.

"Sit," he commanded, gesturing to a cushion at his feet. "We have much to discuss."

Bakugou leaned forward, his eyes fixated on Chase's form as she knelt at his feet.

"Tell me about your people," he said, his voice low and demanding. "Why are they in need of my protection?"

He leaned back in his throne, waiting for her response with a calculating expression.

Bakugou listened intently to her words, a fierce scowl etched on his features at the mention of Todoroki's plans.

"The Frozen Lands have always been a thorn in my side," he growled. "It seems Todoroki has grown too bold, daring to threaten my allies in such a manner."

He turned his gaze back to Chase, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Fear not, my dear. I will send my armies to your village to protect your people and put a stop to Todoroki's tyranny."

He leaned forward slightly, a predatory smirk on his face. "In return, all I ask is for you to serve me. To be mine."

Bakugou couldn't help but grin at her submissive response, his eyes blazing with a mix of amusement and desire.

"Good," he growled. "I like a woman who knows her place."

With that, he rose from his throne, his armor clanking as he stepped down to stand before Chase.

"You will accompany me to the battlefield," he said, his voice low and commanding. "I want you by my side, watching as I crush Todoroki's army and claim their land as my own."

He reached out to pull Chase to her feet, his hand lingering on the curve of her waist. "And when we return victorious, we will celebrate," he murmured, a teasing note in his voice.

Bakugou could sense the desire and admiration bubbling beneath Chase's surface, a fact that only made him more eager to have her by his side on the battlefield.

"Very well," he said, releasing her waist and stepping back. "Prepare yourself. We leave at dawn."

With that, he turned and strode towards the door, leaving Chase alone in the throne room.