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“So what good are they if  they “Don’t do anything for you”?” 

“I don’t know, you guys are the ones that send them.”

You walk out into the common area of the latest of  the League’s bases confused, rubbing sleep from your eyes. “What are y’all arguing ‘bout now?”

You stand there staring at the group before you. Spinner and Magne are sitting in front of  a TV, controller’s forgotten in their laps. Toga’s sitting upside down in the grey arm chair to the left, somehow managing to paint her nails.

On the floor next to her, sat Dabi, leaning his head back next to her and across from them sat Tomura, legs folded in his loveseat, Switch in hand.

Toga smiled manically before answering.

“Dick pics!”

Magne and Spinner nod sagely, at the same time that Tomura and Dabi scoff.

You look at them, before shaking your head and going to leave.

“Wait Big Sis!” Toga almost falls out of her seat in her flailing. “Can you please explain to the men that dick pics are lame,” she says as she side eyes Spinner.

Pinching your brow, you take a deep breath. “Where are the rest of the adults?” you mumble under your breath wishing any of the tree older members were present to derail this ridiculous conversation.

Steeling the nerves you knew were about to get jumped on, you look back up. “Explain.”

The excitement in Toga’s eyes brightened and she quickly fixed herself to upright. “So the creepy older barista at the cat cafe I frequent, slipped me his number. And I message him, thinking he might have some yummy blood to steal-”

“She hit him up at like 3 AM. I tried to explain to her that those are Horny Hours.” Spinner cut in with a groan.

Toga, haphazardly threw a knife in his direction, before continuing. “After some super stale small talk, he just sent me a dick pic!” Her face was awash with disgust and irritation. 

You nodded zenly. “Cool, so we gonna go beat the shit outta him.” Magne shook her head.

“Already way ahead of you. Got Toga a good blood supply to last a while too.”

You nodded. “Cool, wish y’all included me, but go off.” 

Toga grins. “You can come on the next one Big Sis!” You shake your head in fake exasperation.

“So y’all are arguing about him?” You ask ready to cuss every male present out, if they are indeed on that fuck shit.

“No, we were arguing about if dick pics are sexy to women or not,” Spinner says sagely, folding his arms next to Magne.

“Oh. Oh fuck no, they aren’t.” You say with a tone as if it were obvious.

The men folk seem to take offense to that. 

Dabi is the one who keeps the conversation going. “But women send nudes, so what’s the difference in appeal?”

Your roll dark eyes looking at the flame user. “Well first of all y’all are usually very vocal about wantin’ some nasty shit to be sent to you in the middle of the day, so there’s the enthusiastic consent that happens wit that.” Tomura and Spinner have the decency to look a little embarrassed, while Dabi…

Dabi sat on the floor, smirking up at you.

You glare at him annoyed. “Got something to add, TeeTee?”

His jaw ticks in irritation at the name, but he looks at you grinning crookedly.

“I don’t know, I’ve gotten some pretty enthusiastic replies.” He manages a roguish smile. “Haven’t had any complaints either.

Scoffing you shake your head, “If you’re referring to sexting, we literally don’t even be tryin’ half the time. Hell, I did that shit in the middle of cooking last week. You niggas be sprung.”

You make your way across the room to the kitchen to get yourself something to snack on.

Dabi wasn’t letting up though.

“So continue telling us the difference then. If  y’all don’t really fuck with dick pics, then what do you fuck with?” The challenge in his voice is clear. He doesn’t think you’ll actually answer him. Thinks you’ll back down from a challenge.

Little does he know, he’s played himself.

“Tuh-huh, nut videos.” You say, not missing a beat, looking through the cabinet. Somewhere behind you Tomura chokes on his water. The silence from Dabi felt like victory.

“What did she sayyyy?” Turning to Spinner you saw green scales flush purple.

One hand rests on your hip as you turn around, popsicle in hand.

“Nut videos. More specifically moaning nut videos. That shit hit different. Like…” The League watches as you get this far off look on your face, before coming back to yourself.

You look at the men of  your group and they all seem to have crossed their legs while Toga and Magne are giggling behind their hands.

You hold back your grin at their discomfort. “Does that answer your question Dabi?”

The tops of the younger man’s cheeks are pink as he shifts his legs awkwardly. “ So you’re telling me women want videos of men jerking off? To-to what? Porn?”

He tries to keep his voice even, but you can hear the embarrassed astonishment in his voice.

You laugh as you look at the lost look on his face. It’s a dark low thing that seems to make all three villains shift where they sit. Their cheeks grow darker and your laughter pitters off, before you speak.

“Oh you poor sweet summer child.” You shake your head as him, tsking patronizingly. “Any man who gets the privilege of my attention, is already well trained to know what I’m tryna see.” A slow smile spreads across your face as your eyes track across the blushing men, only to stop on Dabi.

“B-But what’s the point?!” Tomura’s pale scared face, was flushed an attractive red as stuttered out his question. His head was turned away as if he was trying to act nonchalant, but he was scratching his neck in that agitated way.

The grin on your face grew sinister, sending a shiver down the men’s spines.

“Well personally it’s the power of it all. I mean who wouldn’t enjoy someone being so desperate for them that they can’t even keep it in their pants, before they’re touching themselves and recording it just to show you what you do to them?” You made a noise like you tasted something delicious and you watched Dabi, dig his fingers into his thigh and his dick jump in his sweatpants.

You give Dabi a quick heated look, that has his face darkening, before turning on your heel and heading back to your room. 

“But ya know that’s just my preference. Anyway I have raids to win, bye!” You scamper back to your room, having sewn your chaos for the night.

“Thanks Sis!” Magne and Toga call after you.

——————————————-Time skip(Later that night Dabi)

Dabi stared at the ceiling of his room as he laid spread out on the bed. His mind couldn’t forget the topic of conversation earlier that night.

Sitting there listen to you explain the personal appeal of nut videos was a special kind of torture. He’d sat there the rest of the night, watching the rest of the League cycle through video games, half hard in his sweats. His mind, repeating your words.

As soon as Toga’s “Family Night” was over he’d come back here to take care of himself.

Only he couldn’t seem to get in the mood, because all he could hear was the sound of your game  through his wall. 

His phone lay next to him, playing some generic porn as he stared disparagingly at the ceiling. 

He closes his eyes and tries to clear his mind, but all he can hear is your voice drifting through the walls.

“Oh yeah I was a little late. My…lil sis wanted to torment our roommates. Had to explain to them that nut videos were better than dick pics.”

More clicking buttons. “Yo I’m over by the graveyard, need assistance!” More silence. 

“Yeah, I think I got my point across. The look the cute one had on his face was something I wouldn’t mind seeing more often.” Another pause as the clacking of the joystick took up the room.

The Grungy Emo cute one. Yeah, that’s the one wit da piercings- woah! Oh fuck, someone come heal me, I got trapped by one of the tanks.”

Dabi’s eyes burst open. She thinks I’m cute? ‘

“Yeah thanks fam, just keep moving to the checkpoint.”

“How should I know if his dick is pierced?! Jeez you buncha thots.” Seemingly angry button clicking now. “Yeah I’m gonna ask my hotter than burning, mildly surly roommate to send me a nut video-It doesn’t matter if I wouldn’t object!”

To say Dabi was shocked was an understatement.

Here he lay,  now fully hard in his briefs listening to you talk to your friends about how hot he was. 

How you wanted to watch him jerk off until he came all over scarred hands.

His hands were pushing his briefs down, before he knew what was happening. Hick dick slapped against the flat of his scarred stomach, beading pre-come at the tip.

He gently runs his fingers up the ladder of barbells spanning his length, as he listens to your voice through the walls.

Dabi let his hands stroke up and down, moaning softly as more pre dribbles out and starts to slick his hand. 

“F-fuck yeah.” He listened intently. Hoping to hear even a small detail on your attraction to him.

“Huh? Oh fuck y’all I gotta take this…Nah I’ll be able to concentrate just fine. I’ll just mute my mic.”

Dabi snorts, but lets himself listen to the cadence of your voice as it mixes with the low moans coming from his phone.

“Hey Hunny, you’ve been good for me?” The purr in your voice was foreign to him. “Oh yeah? Lemme see.” 

Silence stretched a moment before he heard you again. “Oh that’s hot Hunny. You that hard just for me?”

Dabi damn  near swallows his tongue at your words. He most definitely hadn’t been expecting that. 

“Mmm, look at how desperately you stroke that fat dick for me, Sweetheart. So damn sexy.”

Dabi groaned low in his throat. You were on some kind of video call watching someone jerk off and it sounded like it wasn’t the first time.

“That’s my good boy, stroke it ‘til it’s messy. Let me see that pre drip Hunny.”

Dabi choked back a moan as he let his fingers trail up the ladder of piercing trailing the length of his dick, as he reached with his free hand to stop the video from playing to hear you better.

Shit he wished you’d talk to him like that. 

His hand swiped over his hard flesh as he let himself fall into the fantasy you were talking to him. 

“Look at how flushed my favorite toy is, it’s so pretty. Is it because you haven’t come in a month Hun? I hafta say if this is the result I might make you edge yourself for a month again.”

There was a length of silence. Dabi assumed it was the guy you had on the phone, speaking.

“Oh my sweet boy. I’d kiss you all over. Leave my mark all over that beautiful skin.”

Dabi tries not to wince at that. She’d never be able to say that about him. 

“You think I care about some burn scars? Oh honey if only you knew.”

The villain’s breath catches in his throat, trying desperately not to think of what that could’ve meant.

“I’ll bite and suck hickies into all that beautiful skin, Baby. Wouldn’t you like that? Wearing my marks across all that pretty skin? Looks like you do from the way you’re leaking babe.”

Dabi let the hot heady feeling bubbling from deep down envelope him. It was near consuming.

His mind focuses on your words. He could picture your soft brown lips running over the unblemished skin of his body. The dark purpling marks left by harsh teeth and tongue marking him up as yours.

“Fuck Y/N.” He whines out as the fantasy takes him.

“That’s it Hunny, say my fuckin’ name while you stroke that pretty dick.”

His hand speeds up on his cock, pretending that you responded.

“Look at how heavy those balls are, are they full for me?” 

Black hair sways as he nods and his other hand fondles his own balls.

“Ooh look at them draw up like that. They look ready to spill all that hot come all over you Baby boy. Hmm bet  you’ll be pretty all messy.”

He grunts, swearing. “Fuck wanna be pretty for you, Y/N. Just ask and I’ll  be anything-”

He’s cut off by your voice again.

“Yeah Baby, that’s it. Nut for me Hunny, wanna see you buss all over those pretty hands.”

Dabi moans at your words and damn near loses it right along with whoever you’re talking to. He circles his finger and thumb around the base of his dick last minute.

He’s breathing raggedly, but still listening to the lulling tone of your voice.

“That’s it, good boy. That’s what I wanna see. Spurt all the messy nut Baby.”

Dabi bit back his groan and shut his eyes. When he opened them again they fell on his phone sitting next to spread legs.

A shaky hand he grabs for it and unlocks it. Immediately he opens the camera and switches the camera.

With a shaky breath he presses record and starts stroking himself again.

Dabi lets himself relax into the heat of his palm, stroking up and down his dick.

He lets out moan after moan, watching himself through the camera as his dick leaks dribbles of pre-come. 

Pre falls from his tip in thick white strands, staining black sheets and his phone catches it all.

“Fuck Y/N, wanna wear your marks.” The sound of him stroking grew louder as more pre coated his dick.

His mind filled with the muffled sound of your voice praising your anonymous caller. The thought of you praising him caused heat to erupt across his skin. The hot pulling feeling building in the pit of his stomach.

A scarred hand caresses his length as he whines your name. His voice breaks and fills the room around him, distracting him from anything else.

Dabi pictures himself under the desk of your gaming setup. Imagines kneeling under it, fisting his dick, while you sit there refusing to touch him. He can see you with your legs spread wide, the seat of your panties clinging to the juicy lips of your pussy.

He could imagine sitting there being taunted with what you wouldn’t let him have.

How’d you make him play with his weeping cock as he nuzzled into the dark skin of your thighs. 

If he concentrated hard enough, Dabi could smell the soft scent of shea butter as he imagined it mixing with the unmistakable scent of pussy.

Dabi would press his face into the wet crotch of your panties. Let his tongue lap at wet fragrant fabric, chasing what he knew would be the best pussy he’d ever taste.

He could hear you so clearly.

“That’s my Baby. Ooh look at how you drip for me. Such a slut and just from licking and sucking my juices from my panties?”

The heat was coiling tight now. Deep in his belly, knotting up, ready to burst. He nodded to your imaginary words.

“Wanna lick you out. Let me-Oh gods lemme eat it.”

It was there in his mind’s eye, your pussy. How gorgeous and wet it would be. Engorged and gushy, just waiting to be eaten.

“Wanna drown in it, Y/N. Wanna feel your cunt quiver on my tongue~” He voice was going high, breathless. He whined knowing he was close. 

He thought back to how you demanded the faceless stranger finish. How filthy your voice sounded through the paper thin walls.

“Nut for me Hunny, wanna see you buss all over those pretty hands.”

Dabi let out a ready whine as the coiling he in his core erupted. Hot come shot out across the sheets and covered his hand.  It spurted from the flushed tip of his cock and ran down the ladder of piercings spanning his shaft.

“Oh ooh shit, Y/N-Yesyesyes!”

Dabi milked himself dry as he collapsed back into pillows. He found the strength to end the recording  and let himself bask in his afterglow.

He breathed easy as he listened to you through your wall, clearly having returned to your game. 

“Oh shit shit shit! Move that’s a Witch! Fuck I’m down. Someone please heal me.”

Letting the relaxing sound of your voice soothe him, he turned his attention to his phone and opened your message strand. Not letting doubt make him second guess himself. He clicked attachments and found the video immediately. 

Clicking it, he hit send and threw his phone on the other side of the bed in a burst of embarrassment that he was really doing this.

He let his eyes fall shut and let the blessed grip of  sleep take him.

“Making that nut video was most definitely better than taking a dick pic.”

__________________________________________________________________

You sat in your room, concentrated on the game displayed on your monitor. You were almost there! The raid was almost done and you and your homies were in the lead. You were in the middle of hunting for whoever was camping when your phone went off.

Crispy! Crispy bacon

Crispy! Crispy bacon

Crispy! Crispy bacon

Knowing Dabi’s notification tone, you grab your phone to see what your ornery crush could want, as you split your attention. You see he sent you some sort of video, and click play before letting your phone drop into your lap and returning your hand to the joystick. 

You can’t hear all that well through your headset, until actual words are spoken.

“Fuck Y/N, wanna wear your marks.”

 The controller falls from your hands as you get killed by the camper you finally found.

ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇᵉᵈʳᵒᵒᵐ ʰᵒⁿᵉʸ, ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗ ʷᶦˡˡ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ

All night long

Pairing- Virgin! Yuji Itadori x Black! Escort! reader

Summary- As a popular escort your used to annoying little boys hitting you up to “make them real men”, but yuji itadori will make sure you understand there’s nothing little about him.

Content warnings- Fem reader, Fem anatomy, Aged up character, Hes not a vessel in this/no sakuna, Mentions of past sexual encounters, Porn without plot, Taking of virginity(not readers), The reader starts of as a dom but turns pretty subby, kind of hatefucking/degradation, yuji is packing…

The moment your doorbell rings, your entire mood is fucked up.

You made sure your customers knew your hours, and for the most part, they were respectful about that. You just wrapped up a scene and finally sat down. “ Man fuck” You grunted, sitting still on the bed for a moment, hoping whoever was at your front door would get the message and get the fuck on.

Sadly whoever it was seemed to be very persistent.

You sighed and rolled out of bed, “ Fuck I’m coming!” You yelled , the constant ringing and knocking starting to piss you off. When you finally made it to the door , the pink haired man standing there startled you, He damn sure wasn’t one of your usual’s and he couldn’t be more than 20, looked fresh out of highschool.

When you finally made it to the door, the pink-haired man standing there startled you, He damn sure wasn’t one of your usuals and he couldn’t be more than 20, looked fresh out of high school. You get ready to slam the door in his face, too tired to put up with a little boy’s shit when a red shoe-clad foot jams into your doorway.

You open the door again and stare at him for a second before speaking “The fuck could you possibly want? ” You sigh. The pink-haired boy looks around as if it is his first time buying drugs or some shit.

“I ad’ a friend tell me, you’re good with H-helping p-people with -things” He whispers.

“Man speak the fuck up” You deadpan, it was way too late for this shit.

I had a friend-One of my friends tell me you help, with -um Sexual things y'know"

“ A friend”

“Pale guy, b-black spiky hair, you wouldn’t have forgotten him i- I think,” The boy says shifting his weight to his other foot.

You think back. A pale man with black spiky hair?

“That might as well be half of my clientele, what of it, ” You say rolling your eyes.

“ look, I heard that you’re willing to take, a guys-virginity if he pays you well enough, so” He speaks up cheeks darkening.

Of course, he would be a fucking virgin. You really didn’t have time for this.

You go to close the door again before he speaks up “ I have money-a lot of it I think -um”

That catches your attention.

Virgins were usually easy money, sensitive one pump chumps, by the looks of him, he’d probably cum buckets once you touched his cock.

What was one more customer, and you could always use the money.

You stick your hand out and he fumbles around in his pocket before pulling out, pulling out -Way too much fucking money, of course, you aren’t going to tell him this, You snatch it over quickly and thumb through the bills.

25000 yen.

Man, you loved virgins.

“ You have an hour dipshit” You sigh opening the door all the way. He eagerly walked in.

You drag him to your workroom, a medium-sized room with the typical equipment, lube, toys, rope for the kinkier fellows, and push him on the bed.

“ I just changed those sheets so let’s make this quick huh?” You groan, reaching for his pants. “ Uh yeah-sure,” He says, eyes blew looking around in amazement at the many toys decorating your walls. when you finally get his pants down Your hand brushes past the tent in his boxers

“How are you already hard, Fucking perv” You grumble more to yourself than to him.

“Y-you um should be carefu- The boy starts thighs tensing.

"Shut the hell up."You snap.

You pull his boxers down expecting to see a modest dick, you were not expecting for it to spring out and smack you in the face like something out of a damn porno. "F-fuck” you yelp.

“S-sorry but I told you -you should be careful” He mumbles.

“Yeah, yeah what fucking ever” You shout “You think your the first guy ive screwed whose a little bit bigger than usual? You’ll be spent in the next five minutes bud” You spit as you began stroking him, hand barely wrapping around his full length.

“You don’t really have to s-suck it, I wanna eat you” He whimpers.

“Like I’d let a clueless virgin fucking eat me out” You almost laugh

“B-but I paid for it” He mewls like a fucking kitten.

You get up, rolling your eyes as you abandon his handjob in favor of laying back on the bed, It was his hour to waste, and even if he couldn’t make you cum, you’d still be 250,000 yen richer.

“Fuck ever man just hurry it-

Before you can finish your sentence the boy is already between your thighs. "Shhit-mmfuck hold up”

He’s lapping at you like someone who does this shit for fun, completely different from the amateur kitten licks your used to receiving from virgins.

“Shut the fuck up, you can’t take it” He groans, “This fucking sweet brown cunt tastes even better than Megumi said, fuck”

“Who-Whose, Meg-Megumi-

"Don’t fucking matter ” He says tongue darting in and out of your pussy.

“The only fucking name you need to be worried about is Yuji Fucking Itadori, say it for me baby”

“Y-Y” You whimper Hips starting to buck.

“You must watch-shit a lot of porn, you’re k-kinda good at this ” You smirk

A hard slap to your clit causes your hips to jerk off the mattress.

“You’re fucking annoying, so bitchy but it’s no wonder you can keep so many customers with a cunt this fucking perfect.”

The lewd filth falling out of his mouth makes your pussy flutter, what happened to the blushing virgin that was here a moment ago surely this couldn’t be the same guy. Your hips quiver as he sucked at your clit, your entire body shaking.

The boy- seems to notice that you’re right on edge and pulls his mouth away.

“Nah uh-uh, You were talking all that shit about me only lasting five minutes and you think I’m about to let you cum that easily? Yuji questions, wiping your juices off his mouth. "The only place you’re fucking Cuming is on my cock.”

His cock. You’re every teenage fear, of course in your line of employmentyou were used to seeing your share of well-endowed men, but the sheer girth of him had you feeling as if were your first time instead of his.

“I’d say your wet enough” He beams “You got a condom?”

You motion over to the nightstand’s drawer and he fiddles around in it for a second before looking back at you “ Aww darn, you don’t seem to carry any for my size, s'shame, guess ill have to go raw.”

You want to punch the shit-eating grin right off his face.

“Whatever, just -fuck- come on, let’s get this over with.” You groan, trying to keep your voice as steady as possible so he doesn’t pick up on how needy you are.

He climbs between your legs and you’re surprised he didn’t ask you to flip over or try some ass crazy position from his favorite porn like the multitude of virgins you’ve fucked. “Didn’t - Didn’t take you for a missionary man” You whimper

“You’re fucking cunts clamping down on nothing” He grunts, thumb circling your clit, completely disregarding your tease.

“Y'know Megumi said you got wet, but fuck I didn’t think you’d make such a fucking mess” He groans lining the mushroom head of his cock up with your entrance.

You expect him to ease it in, with his size n all, but he shoves in with one crude motion, and your entire body buffers as you gasp for air- clawing at his chest.

“S'rry baby” He grunts as his hips buck forward, slowly rearing out of you.-

“I know if I tried to do that gentle shit you would -Fuck-started running .” His thumb finds your clit again and the feeling of the stimulation along with being so. Fucking. Full. is almost enough to send you over the edge, your legs involuntarily wrapping around his midriff.

“You should say sorry for being s'fucking mean to me” He groans as he starts his slow paced in and out decimating of your cunt. You can do nothing but whimper, the feeling of being stretched out s'fucking good, you can barley think, let alone form an apology.

“But you can’t can you?, too fucking cock drunk, to fucking say a word.” He laughs smugly, accentuating every word with a even deeper thrust, and you wish more than anything to prove him wrong, give him one of your typical comebacks but you know He’s right, you couldn’t talk if you wanted to.

“What’s, the matter baby, I thought I wasn’t the only the only guy you’ve screwed that’s a little bit bigger than usual, right?” Yuji grits out, “The way this cunt is clamping down on me makes me think I’m in a league -fuck-all my own. "Why don’t you say it, why don’t you cum on my fucking cock and tell me i-Im the best you’ve ever had”.

You try to bite your lip, bite your tongue , dodge your eyes , anything to keep from giving into him, but soon enough your giving in" Y-Your the besstt, i-ive had Yuji “ Your choke out as you cum waves, body gyrating . You feel his cock twitch once, twice , three times before you feel the warm substance flood your insides.

You’re pulled out of your cock drunk state almost instantly, and his hips stutter to a stop.

Before you can get single word out He’s already thrusting agian.

"m'sure i gave you enough for a p-plan b .” He whispers as he shallowly thrust back in. Your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“I should charge you for going over an hour "You groan.

"I can-fuck-pay for it.”

Man you loved virgins.

——

ive been thinking about yuji alot *sigh.

Anyways reblogs are welcome

Title -Helping Hand

Fandom-Tokyo revengers.

Summary-You’re Angry’s first serious girlfriend, and He just cant seem to figure out how to get you off, but luckily for him His big brother has his back.

Cw- Fem reader, Fem anatomy, Body descriptions, Porn without plot, Voluntary Cuckholding, Established Relationship.

Y’re not doing it r-right Souta" You whimper, face scrunched up due to the painful rhythm Your boyfriend is pushing his fingers in and out of your sore cunt.

He grunts in frustration, fingers going still.

“I could-could just Suck you off Baby you don’t have to-

"Shut the hell up and let me do this.” He barks cutting you off, cheeks reddening as his fingers return to their brutish pace. He’d Be damned If he didn’t make you cum at least once tonight.

Souta isn’t a virgin.

in fact -He’s far from it.

He gets his rightful pick of toman’s Prostitutes’ and damn near every woman within a quarter-mile radius of him would kill for the chance to sleep with toman’s Infamous Angry. His sexual experience Damn sure isn’t the problem.

His past regard-or lack thereof for his partner’s pleasure is.

In Souta’s Defense, He’s never fucked with someone he’s actually cared enough about to make sure they got off too.

Up until you, he was used to sticking his dick into whatever Toman bitch he wanted to and then dipping after he came. He never stopped to think “Does this feel good for them” or shit like that.

However, He cares about you, In fact, you’re the first girl He’s ever cared about. And it makes him feel like shit that you wrap those pretty brown lips around him-bounce on his cock every other night and he can’t even finger you right.

“I-Its really ok you don’t-

Your cut off by the sound of the room door creaking open.

"Angry where the fuck is my Helmet, I told you to stop touching my shi-FUCK”

You’re hands fly to cover yourself up as you register that Smiley just walked in but Angry’s hands are faster as he pins your wrist to back down to the mattress. “ Be fucking still” He growls, scowl deepening.

“I thought I fucking told you to knock before coming in here” Souya hisses. You expect for him to at least straighten himself out but his fingers trail right back down to your abused cunt.

“That looks fucking painful, smiley laughs stepping toward the bed. "He hurting you sweetheart?”

You nod, tears welling up in your eyes.

“You never told me your girlfriend had such nice tits "Smiley grins Elbowing his brother. "T’s a shame you don’t know what to do with all that… He trails off.

"I bet she’s so pent up Souta, Have you ever even made her cum?”

Smileys much closer now, you can feel his breath on your face.

“I could teach you y'know” His thumb traces over your nipple and you’re sure Souta might punch him in the face.“ Give you a helping hand -someone this pretty deserves to be treated nicely right?

Angry says nothing, but slides off the bed and lets his brother take his place beside you.

"He’s been so rough with you pretty girl ” Smiley grins pushing a braid behind your ear. “Let me show him how to make you feel good.”

Your head feels heavy like lead but still, you nod, spreading your legs open a little wider for him.

“Ya see you’re problem is Y’re so used to fucking girls Souta” Smiley starts fingers dipping down to trace soft circles on your clit “You’ve never made love to one.”

You breathe hitches as you glance at your boyfriend whos spread out on a chair, his hand reaching for the zipper of his pants.

“Making love is a lot like riding a motorcycle ” Nahoya groans, slinking down until his face is level with your cunt.“

"You can’t just get on it and expect it to go right?” He asks, tongue flicking out to take kitten licks at your pussy .“ Ya gotta rev it up first.

"foreplay is like revving up a girl so you can make her feel real good.”

Your back arches off the mattress as his mouth latches onto your clit.

“Ya gotta take care of pretty things like this Souta.”

His words send shivers down your spine and you’re eyes flicker between Souta and Nahoya.

“ look at him baby” Smiley groans, eating your cunt like a starved man “ He’s Your boyfriend after all-I’m just here to help.”

You’re eyes land on Angry as his cock bucks up into his fist. His head is tossed back and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him such a whimpering mess.

“I’d say your thoroughly revved. ” Smiley grins Pulling his mouth away from your cunt, Positioning himself between your legs.

“This part is important Souta,” Smiley says, the pretty pink tip of his cock brushing against your entrance.“ Ya, can’t just jam it in-You gotta f-fuck You gotta ease it in there.”

You’re not sure if Nahoya is bigger than Souta but his cock fills you up so nicely, your legs instinctively wrap around his waist.

“Now since you’re making love with er’ n not fucking her -you gotta give her nice deep thrusts -try and -fuck-try and hit her sweet spot. Nahoya moans Head resting in the crook of your neck. You can still hear Souta Whimpering.

"You’ll know when you’ve hit that spot in her when she -

"F-Fuck -Souta I’m- It feels so good ” You yell out hands grabbing onto the sheets.

“Ya here how she’s calling for ya Souta-Fuck- even when I’m the one balls deep in er ” Smiley shouts Hips stuttering “ She really fucking loves you huh?”

And you really do love Souta, because it’s him your eyes stay fixed on even as his brother is pounding into you so deliciously.

“ Tell him-’ Tell Souta how much you love him while you cum on my cock baby”

“ Love you-Love you s'much Souta-Fuck” You whimper Shaking rapidly as your orgasm crashes through you, At the same time you hear Angry’s breath hitch as he lets out a breathy “Fuck”, a telltale sign he came.

Smiley pulls out smoothly cumming on your stomach.

“After you’ve succeeded making your pretty girl feel good, ya gotta make sure she’s ok too,” Smiley says, planting a kiss on your forehead, “But ill leave all that mushy shit to your actual boyfriend.

"Besides I’m sure He’s at least good at aftercare right? ” Smiley laughs slinking out of the room.

“Aftercare?” Angry groans. “The fuck is that?”

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Tokyo revengers is so good yall.

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The Sounds of Toman

I recently got into Tokyo revengers , and there’s an entire collection of characters that need to be lewded.

Cw- Headcanons to drabbles of what the Tokyo manji men sound like in bed (praise vs degradation) , black fem reader, various character x reader.

Takemichi Hanagaki- Pure Praise

Before you came along Takemichi was a twenty year old virgin. He cant comprehend why you would go for a wimpy grocery store worker who cant seem to do anything right , but he’s fucking glad you did and there wont be a single moment where he dosent let you know it.

The man worships the ground you walk on.

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“F-Fuck good girl - Good girl -always such a good girl for me -fuck”

Takemichi is pounding into you from behind , thrusting into you like a puppy going through his first rut. The rhythm still so virginally sloppy and sporadic yet still managing to make your lips curl into a delicious “oh” as his fingers dig into pretty brown thighs, surely leaving crescent moons for you to discover later.

“M’ so close , s'fucking close-a-and you’ll take it all cause your so good for me right? s’ good My good girl.

"The best fucking girl -you’re the best”

Ken Ryuguji -Draken- praise lined degradation

You’re so needy, such a fucking brat-He cant stand it sometimes.

However Ryuguji knows he has no one else to blame but himself , you wouldn’t be so fucking spoiled if not for him doing the spoiling.

You want him to leave a toman meeting early to come lay up with you at your place ? He’s getting on his bike and leaving.

You needanother designer bag despite the extensive collection he makes sure you have? He’ll buy it on the spot, along with any other shit you see that you like.

There’s no doubt in his mind that you’re a fucking spoiled bitch. But you’re his cute little spoiled bitch, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

—

“s'tmuch, s'tmuch Ken p-p-please” You whimper, hand tapping against his back , legs shaking violently as you try to back away from his rapid thrusts.

“Be a good bitch for me and take it , dont fucking run from me-fuck-this is what you wanted isn’t it?

Draken is pissed with you, its like the third time this week you’ve called him from a toman meeting -much to the annoyance of Mikey to come sate your needs, and now you had the fucking audacity to try and tap out?

Yeah fat fucking chance.

” You can take it , pretty little sluts like you are made to take it right? “ He grunts , cock sinking deeper into your sloppy brown cunt as you quiver around him.

Tetta Kisaki -teasing praise

Seeing his pretty girl writhe under him is best feeling in the world. Better than any high any drug could ever give him and better than anything money could possible buy.

You’re so pretty , so sweet and soft and still, he loves nothing more than to torture you under his fingertips, bring you to the brink of insanity with his words and fuck you dumb on his cock over and over.

—

"You’re close aren’t you baby, I can feel it ”

You nod for the third time tonight, but you know better than to get your hopes up, Kisaki has no real intention of letting you cum anytime soon.

“My pretty girl can hold it though, right "He asks , fingers dipping back into your sopping cunt. "You’re always so good for me , I know you can hold out a little while longer”

“dont think I -c-cant saki ’s t’ much ” you whimper hips starting to buck up off the mattress.

Tetta lets himself snake up to plant a kiss on your forehead as his fingers continue to work in and out, “I know its hard baby, but if you hold out just a little bit longer, Daddy will stuff that dripping cunt nice and full for you ok.”

The sweetness in his voice is almost enough to make you think He’s being sincere, but you no better.

you’re in for a long night.

Manjiro Sano- Mikey- Hard Degradation

Mikey can be mean-Childishly mean.

Pulling at your hair and poking fun at everything you do like a school boy . There are times when his usually light hearted childish teasing turns into something darker-words cutting deeper- stinging more , yet still that’s nothing compared to the filth he lets pour out of his mouth while he’s inside you.

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“Y’re just not as tight as you used to be y'know ” Mikey seethes , jackhammering relentlessly into your poor cunt. “Maybe I’d be better off getting my dick serviced by one of the toman prostitutes .”

You’re heart drops at the thought of him leaving you, and you can feel the tears start pop up on your water line.

“Fuck are you crying?” Mikey spits , venom lacing his voice, as his hand travels from choking you out to slapping harshly at the side of your cheek.

“It was just a suggestion, maybe if you weren’t such a fucking pillow princess all the time and fucking rode me I wouldn’t be so bored with you”

“And dont fucking act like it hurts your feelings or some shit because this cunt always clamps down on me when I’m mean to you.

You wish he was lying.

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there are still so many lewdable characters lordt.

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Pairing- Fwb! Bakugou x Black! Fem! Reader.

Summary- As long as you’ve known Katsuki Bakugou , He’s never been the type for commitment. you were ok with that at first - but after a while his fuck and dip lifestyle started to leave you feeling used and drained .You were thinking today you’d finally have the strength to break things off with him , but as usual Bakugou seems to have different plans.

Content warning- semi-established relationship, manipulation/blackmail/dubcon ,Possessive Bakugou,Black reader, Body descriptions, fem anatomy, fem reader, dumbification, Porn with plot, degradation, Bakugo’s pretty mean, civilian au/no quirk 18+ MdnI

You knew he wouldn’t be there when you turned over.

Katsuki’s presence was something that couldn’t be ignored, and right now your room couldn’t feel more bare.

You knew he wouldn’t be there when you turned over, the same way you knew he had left as soon as you fell asleep. Long gone and on his way to stick his dick into anyone who’d let him .

You knew all of this, yet that didn’t stop the sharp pang of reality from shooting across your chest and settling stubbornly in your heart when you flipped over to find a very, empty bed.

The reality is you don’t mean shit to Katsuki bakugo.

But even as you’re left with only his traces on your body in the forms of hickies and deep bruises, you cant bring yourself to actually hate him. He told you what this was from the start.

“Nothing serious, none of that relationship shit.”

Sleazball, Slut, Passed around?sure- but you cant call Katsuki Bakugou a lair.

No, if anything he was brutally honest.

You recall the time he smoked you out, and in your fuzzy lightheaded state you had made the mistake of asking him what you were to him.

“Good pussy” He had answered shortly , spending no time thinking about it before taking another drag of his swisher.

In all honesty you have no right to be upset. You know this.

Not once in you’re relationship has Bakugou ever given you a single shred of hope of starting something serious.

He never stayed after he came.

Never asked if you needed aftercare.

Never even bothered to help with cleaning up after.

This-assuming that by some magical stroke of fate he would fall in love with you-was purely your fault, and today you were going to fix it.

Katsuki would show up at your door step at a approximately 5 :30 . That being the only constant in your relationship.

He’d show up at five thirty, and expect you to drop everything to attend to his needs. It didn’t matter what you’d been doing or how tired you were. When Katsuki rang, you answered. But this time -This time you wouldn’t.

You’d open the door- of course- but that was as far as things would go.

you wouldn’t step to the side and allow him to slip into your apartment and you wouldn’t allow him to talk you out of your panties. You would tell him you had no interest in being his plaything anymore and he would leave.

You could feel the weight beginning to lift off of your shoulders.

After today Bakugou Katsuki would no longer be your problem. It wasn’t like you’re relationship was progressing, and you were getting old to have fucking friends with benefits. You’ve come to the point in your life where you were strictly looking for serious things, and all of this was for the better.at least that’s what you try to tell yourself.

By the time five o'clock rolls around, every bit of uncertainty has already evaporated from your body and when Katsuki’s awaited doorbell ring echo’s throughout your apartment you’re not nearly as nervous and you thought you would be.

You crack the door open only slightly , just enough so that he can see your face an hear you clearly when you say

“Ive been thinking and we should stop seeing each other , don’t come here again Katsuki.”

You’re proud of how steady your voice is.

You’re starting to shut the door before a Jordan four clad foot jams into the doorway.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” The bass in his gravely voice seems to drain out all the self confidence you were so sure you had a minute ago.

“I think -we should-stop seeing each other.” You repeat, cringing mentally at how faint you sounded.

Katsuki’s carmine eyes seemed to study you for a second, head cocked to the side before he throws it back , a boisterous laugh erupting from him.

“ What the fuck are you going on about shitty woman? He snorts "You sound like you’re breaking up with me or some shit.”

“Could you- could you move your foot?” You try again.

Your words don’t seem to register to Katsuki as he simply pushes past you into your apartment, sending panic shooting though you. “The fuck are you doing? "I just -

"I heard you, I was just thinking you must’ve lost a few braincells from air loss when you were gagging on my dick last night. He sighs slipping off one of his shoes. "Or maybe those fucking braids are too tight.”

His words sting- they always sting-but you dont back down. “Katsuki if you dont get out of my house I’m going to call the police.”

He seems to become even more humored at this, a small smile forming on his lips.

“ I’m tired of you coming over here whenever you feel like it and using me however you like. I’m grown as hell Katsuki, what the fuck do I look like having friends with benefits at this big age? Clearly whatever the fuck this is isn’t progressing any further and its not like you cant go find some other bitch to get off on, Now get the hell out my house! you spit, words filled with venom.

"You done now?” Katsuki sighs uninterestedly. Your face heats up at how unbothered he is with your feelings.

“Because if you’re little performance is over, we can try being transparent with each other. ”

“What the hell are you-Get the fuck out Bakugou, right now!” You shout.

“I’ll leave sure, but what would I do with all these pretty pictures you sent me?” The blonde asks more to himself than you.

Your heart drops to your feet as he continues “It’d be a shame if my finger slipped or some shit and my entire group chat , or maybe even your job got those .”

“y’ think shitty hair will like your tits as much as I do?”

A lump forms in your throat as you recall the many lewd photos Katsuki had of you on his phone, you hadn’t put it past him too refuse to delete them- but you never thought he’d be scummy enough to use them as some kind of fucked up blackmail.

“Y-you wouldn’t ” You whimper, tears starting to well up in your eyes.

The blonde’s smile widens" That’s right, I wouldn’t, if you were to start acting like you have fucking sense and not like some brain dead idiot.“ Your breath hitches at that.

"You can start with losing all those fucking clothes.” He smiles “Maybe I’ll fuck you over the kitchen counter, never tried that before.. Katsuki trails off, pulling his shirt from over his head and your arms feel like lead as you do the same. you fiddled with your jeans hopping that by some stroke of luck He’d come to his damn senses.

"The fuck are you standing like that for?” Your dumbass forgot how to unbutton your pants or some shit?“ The blonde growls .

"Gotta do every fucking thing around here!” He snaps stomping over to you, roughly grabbing the hem of your pants.

By the time he finally works your pants down past your ankles you know he has no intention of stopping.

“Y’re already fuckin wet” He sneers , the dark spot seeping through underwear incredibly obvious. “ Made such a big fuckin show of how fucking sick of me you are, but this cute brown cunt seems to know who she belongs too.”

His voice sends ripples through your pussy and you knew he wasn’t lying. No matter how much you tried to pretend you were done Bakugou Katsuki , your body was always there to bring you back down to reality.

“Cute little bitches like you have no business thinking, the blonde mumbles, two thick fingers prodding at your entrance. "The only fucking thing you need to be thinking about is taking my cock, you leave all the important decisions to me alright?”

He pushes both fingers in with no warning and you tense, whimpering at the sudden intrusion. “S’ fucking sloppy for me, its like this shit is all your good for” Katsuki chuckled. “But lets be fucking honest, it is all your good for, or else I wouldn’t be here, but you knew that already.” Katsuki groans , fingers plunging deeper inside of you as he bends you over your kitchen island.

He slides his fingers out of you swiftly, pressing his print against your thigh , rutting harshly. You curse the way your hips grind back, as if the action was muscle memory.

“See this fucking body knows what it wants, why dont you tell me too?”

You want nothing more than to punch the smug look he no doubt has on his face off of him. Scream, shout, curse his name. But you won’t. He knows it, you know it.

“M'not gonna fucking put it in until you fucking beg.”

Maybe if you had refused, pushed him off of you-something -anything, the outcome would have been different. But as usual , the relationship existed on Katsuki’ terms. It always had, and it always would. He knows it, you know it.

When Katsuki Rang you answered.And today would be no different.

“P-please, Suki’-wan-want it inside , please.” You whimper, the shame you felt for complying long gone.

“Cant-fuck-Cant fucking hear you.”

“ Need it-Need it suki’ please”

That seems to please him since you feel the thick mushroom head of his cock poke into your entrance, sending ripples through your body.

“Already clamping down on me-fuck” The blonde groans resting his head in the crook of your neck, the sound of his hips slamming against your ass echoing throughout your apartment.

The night becomes a blur. Orgasm after orgasm wrecking through your body. Katsuki seems to make it a point to take you on every surface he could find, doggystyle on the couch, reverse cowgirl on the kitchen table. Laying you down on the abdomen and yanking your legs onto his shoulders. Thrust deeper, hands holding on tighter.

Somehow the two of you make it to the bedroom and the way Katsuki is plowing you into the mattress made you felt like you were melting. Any shame you might have felt was completely gone, you felt so fucking full, so good.

Until you felt nothing at all.

—-

When you wake up, you knew he wouldn’t be there.

You know this and still the pang of hurt shoots through you when you turn around to an empty bed. You weren’t strong enough to get rid of him. You’d never ne strong enough to get rid of him.

A small part of you had always known this. Known you were bull shitting yourself when you said you were done with Katsuki Bakugou. Bull shitting yourself by thinking you had any say anyways.

Bull shitting yourself into thinking one of these days you’d turn around and he’d still be there.

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Toxic Bakugou tbh! ‍♀️

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