summary : todoroki falls in love with you slowly everyday
tw/cw : todoroki x gn reader, love at first sight, todoroki falls in love with you more every single day, ways todoroki falls in love, todoroki comfort, pure pure pure fluff, the whole story is basically flashbacks, there is religious references (angel), pet names are used (love, my love, my dear, darling, baby)
a/n : first todoroki fic lets go, had to make up for the angst shinso fic LMAO
todoroki stared at the sleeping form beside him. yes, it’s was late, but he couldn’t help it. the gleaming moonlight on your skin made you look like a beautiful angel. slowly, his thoughts lead to the four ways that lead him to this moment.
♡ It makes him feel adventurous and it’s so sensual to him.
♡ He’ll make sure it’s sensual for you too trust me, he’s feeling daring whenever you guys start to feel each other up on the couch.
♡ When baby boy becomes a pro hero I like to believe he’s uhhhhhhhh prettyfuckinnasty.
♡ Soooo he’s maneuvering you however he wants and he’s vocal!!
♡ He likes the shocked breathless look you have while he’s taking the lead.
♡ “Come here puppy, yea just like that that’s perfect. You’re spread so perfect for me!”
✐ “L-like this Zu?” You’re stumbling over your own words as you spread your legs open for the muscular man. He had since pulled you from your sitting position on the couch, so that your back was on the cushions now, your legs hanging off of the edge until he decided to tell you to spread them before him.
“Yea just like that that’s perfect. You’re spread so perfect for me puppy.” He’s praising you as he gets on his knees, hips leveled with your sopping cunt. He was excited because it had been a while since you two have fucked anywhere but the bed. He didn’t even waste time undressing, instead he pushed his jeans and underwear below his throbbing cock before grabbing it in his hand.
He was about to go in, one look at your pouting face was already enough to tell him that he had made you wait for too long. Your pussy makes him think otherwise though as he looks at it in its dripping exposed nature and freezes. He dips down quickly and kisses your folds sloppily before sitting back up and smacking his cock on the lips, “Zu! Fuck!”
“Sh sh sh baby I know. I’m gonna fuck you right now. Not gonna make my pretty girl wait any longer.” He coos as he starts to push inside your slippery brown folds and your mouth is gaping instantly, eyes rolling to the back of your head.
He always makes sure that you can feel every inch of him going in and it always leaves you breathless no matter how many times you take him. No sooner is his hips coming flush with the bottoms of your thighs and ass. He places his rough hands on your sides so he can start bringing you to match his thrust and you’re nodding, mouth still ajar as you egg him on.
“I always love when y-you fuck me!” You coo, squeezing your legs in your hands as you try to hold them open for him and he’s moaning, furrowing his eyebrows as he continues to get swallowed by your walls.
“You feel so good baby, oh fuck!” His groans, throwing his head back as he begins to bring you to his thrust more violently and your quivering, feeling him finally smack into your gspot.
Your right hand slips from the hold on your thigh and finds his prominent ass cheek where you grab, so you can push him back inside you not wanting him to retract his hips all the way.
“F-fuck y/n!” He gasps, the action making him grind repeatedly into your gspot which makes your walls constrict around him.
In a flash he’s standing up and grabbing you by the waist so that your lower half is up in the air, the only thing touching the couch is your head and shoulders blades which makes you squeal.
He looks down at you, eyes low as he squats a bit to quite literally drop his cock into your pussy, “agh- Zu! It’s- oh my fucking god-
You’re gasping at the new angle he’s hitting, eyes crossing as he continues to slam his cock into your walls with the brute strength of his legs and all you can do is sit there and take it. Just when you think it can’t get any better, his thumb starts rubbing tight circles into your clit.
You’re babbling now, “pls don’t stop!” Spills from your lips repeatedly only sparring him to multiply the intensity of his actions. The new position has you soaking and spasming so desperately that he knows he won’t last.
“C’mon puppy cum with me- w-wanna cum with you!”
He’ll eat that dripping pussy that’s oozing his and your fluids in the same position before flipping you around. He can’t get enough of that dazed breathless look you have as you allow him to pull you through orgasm after orgasm.
Katsuki
♡ This whore.
♡ He lovesssssss anywhere he can bend you over.
♡ *Runner up thoe is in the bed, still in doggy as he smashes you into the mattress under the weight of his huge ass body*
♡ Point blank period, seeing that ass ripple against him is something that personally makes his mouth water.
♡ But all in all he likes to torture you when you’re in this position.
♡ His favorite out of all the surfaces he’s bent you over is the sink in the bathroom.
♡ He’s in ultra dom mode like this regardless.
♡ No matter what you do to defy him he always dishes it back tenfold in this position.
♡ “You’re makin uh fuckin’ mess!”
✐ “Go ahead whore, fuck into me, see who taps out first!” He growls into your ear which makes you whimper as you continue to thrust your ass back into his sharp, erratic thrusts.
You’re abundantly aware that you fucked up. You were acting like a brat all day and when he finally got his hands on you it was in the very position he loved to do so much. Not only did he love to degrade you when you were bent over, taking him so helplessly, but he loved that you two could watch through the mirror.
In efforts to turn the tide and gain some leverage against him, you started to throw your ass back against him. At first it caught him off guard, but fuck did he love it. It was like a mission to him and you just made it all the more provocative.
Your actions just made the fucking all the more brutal too as he tried to get you to come undone before him, “my g-god Su-suki!!!” You begin to whine and he’s scoffing, rolling his eyes as he smacks your ass hard.
“Already can’t take it?” His hands squeeze at your sides as he pistons forward, the steam from the shower you were supposed to turn off when you got out of it, is making you both sweat. The muscles in his legs are starting to burn and he knows you’re not doing any better.
You shake your head defiantly, stabilizing yourself by putting your hands just below the mirror, it aiding you to push back into him with more power and he lets out a stuttered groan. Your pussy is so drenched that he is parting them with ease, meeting your spongy core with vigor that has your legs trembling.
“It’s fuckin’ cute that you think you’ll win, babygirl.” He groans, collecting your hands and pinning them behind your back as he uses his other to rub at your clit.
“AH! No-ot, not fair!” You moan as your eyes screw shut, your thrusting gets weaker and he can feel the power of your orgasm starting to approach.
“ ‘s not my fault that you’re sucha slut. That you like this shit.” He growls against your skin, having started sucking and biting marks into it to distract himself from the clenching of his balls. His fingers pick up speed against your clit as his hold gets tighter on your arms when you start to squirm.
The force of his thrust makes you buckle forward, him aiming at your gspot more roughly and you give out with a squeal. You’re cumming hard, creaming all around his cock and he makes sure to point it at, “You’re makin uh fuckin’ mess!” But it’s breathy and slurred because he loves the sight of your creamy pussy dirting his cock.
He’ll take the fingers that were rubbing your clit and hook them in the side of your mouth, pulling so that your tongue has no choice but to loll out as your cheek is stretched to the side. All the while, he continues to thrust into your trembling walls, fighting the contractions, and overstimulating you.
You’re garbling out pleas for him to slow down because you can’t handle how good it feels and he’s sadistically making you focus on your debauched figure in the mirror while saying shit like, “Whats that baby, sounds like ya got somethin’ in your fuckin mouth!”
Make sure he reels a squirting orgasm or at least another really good one before he fills you up. Won’t stop him from stuffing his fingers down your throat and telling you to not talk unless “you’re ready to tell daddy who’s the best.”
Shoto
♡ Okay so I strongly believe that he likes the bed ofc.
♡ He’s a proper gentleman ofc ofc, but here me out…
♡ I think he gets a big ass kick whenever you guys can have sex on the table
♡ More like whenever he can get you sitting at the edge of the table while he is standing and thrusting into you.
♡ He loves that he’s close to you, but boy oh boy
♡ When he gets you to fully lay down on the table???
♡ Goes dumb because he loves being able to look at you, cutely sprawled out. It mimics missionary in the bed to him.
♡ He adores you so ofcccc he likes to look at you.
♡ “You look so beautiful darling, are you feeling that good?”
✐The way you look up at him, mesmerizes him every single damn time. He does think that he has a problem because the way you look at him when he’s making you feel good is enough to make me do anything.
That’s why he’s become such a fan of taking you in any way possible as long as he can see that face, those cute glassy eyes as he slips his warming cock past your glistening floods until he bottoms out.
“T-the table isn’t hurting you right baby?” He asks through his grunts, worrying about the flesh of your ass on the edge of the mahogany table.
“Gosh you’re so hot worrying even when you’re insid-
He’ll rip a gasp from you then by how erratic his next thrust is, he can’t help it when you say shit like that. Makes him realize how nasty he is being, taking you on the table he eats at, that you eat at, that his guests eat at. By the way you are looking, you must be thinking the same thing and it’s arousing both of you.
His hands will grab needily at the side of your ass while your legs are thrown over them so as to have you almost leaning back, relying on him as he looks down at you. His own eyes gradually become lower and lower as he loses himself in you.
“H-harder Sho, want it harder!” You’ll moan out and he’ll nod obediently, pushing you so that your back comes flush with the cold table top, making you squeal as he starts to thrust into you harder. He never seems to miss your gspot, no matter what, you’re sure he can find it even by accident as he beats into it like it’s his own personal toy.
Your tits bouncing sporadically, up and down your chest as you lurch upwards along the wood because of how he stands on his tippy toes to try and be all in you- as deep as possible. You love when he gets like this, so hell bent on pleasuring you that desperate little moans and groans are tumbling out of his mouth.
He quickly swipes his hair out of his eyes so that he can continue to watch you drip on his cock. He knows when you’re close. Your velvet walls always pulse the same way when your orgasm is coming fast and your mouth always falls open enough for him to easily run his thumb across his.
It must have been because he was so damn hot already, but he was definitely heating you up inside as well via his quirk and it took him a minute to realize it- too lost in the heightened emotion in your face.
“You look so beautiful darling, are you feeling that good?” He asks as he studies your face contorting into a higher level of pleasure, drool starting to collect at the corner of your opened mouth.
“You’re doing so good!” You’ll desperately pant, knowing he loves the praise. It brings out the nasy in him and this is proved when he takes his thumb and swipes it across your full bottom lip. In the same emotion he collects the spit from the corner of your mouth and licks it from his finger. He loves the shocked look on your face before you start rolling into your orgasm.
“Baby I didn’t even get to play with that pretty clit yet.. Can I still?”
Sero
♡ Ughhhhh i’ve had Sero brainrotttttttttttt chileee anywaysss
♡ I think this charming fucker would def love car anything
♡ Car sex
♡ Car head
♡ Car fingering
♡ A N Y T H I N G
♡ It’s just something about the tight space that he loves. Pulling you close to him and wrecking you in any way possible.
♡ He likes that he can park somewhere pretty too!
♡ I just see him loving to prop his phone up and pull you into his lap and record while he goes to town.
♡ “You like this huh babygirl”
✐Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as Sero pointed your face in the direction of his recording phone, he wanted you to look into the camera, fingers caressing your chin.
“C’mon pretty, pay attention to us, we look so good don’t we?” He coos, smirking as your glassy eyes try to focus on the video he was making instead of the stretch in your ass.
He was buried balls deep inside your tight ass as he spread you open for the camera, toying with your clit, as you rested your back against his chest.
“I’m t-too stuffed Hanta! Youre filling me too m-much- fuck!”
Your shaky sentence is cut short as you feel him twitch inside you, you were suctioning him like crazy, so the micro action is enough to send you trembling.
He had pushed into you a while after he pulled you into his lap, but hadn’t moved since. You didn’t know what was driving you more crazy, the lack of friction or the long intrusion.
“My god you’re leaking all over my lap, beautiful, my pants are gonna be ruined.” He states before letting out a low whistle. Impressed by the arousal he’s gotten from just cockwarming you while slightly toying with your clit.
“Hanta!”
He chuckles, eyes low from the joint he just smoked and the tightness enclosing his cock, before finally giving your pussy some attention. Long, slender fingers that are freshly painted black weave through your sticky lips before light smacks are directed at your entire core.
You gasp as his other hand snakes around your waist, holding you in place as he nudges two fingers into your inviting entrance. As soon as they are fully inside you exhale the breath you didn’t know you were holding while dropping the back of your head onto his shoulder.
He would scold you, but the way you’re taking his fingers is mesmerizing and he’s falling into the clutches of wanting to pleasure that pussy. He begins flicking his finger skillfully, interchanging aggressive flicks of the wrist with scissoring his fingers inside of you.
“Baby It feels so good. I-I- I want you to move!” You plead as you try to buck your hips to meet his flicking wrist, but his arm is still holding you in place.
“You think you can handle me stretching this sexy ass, hm?” He whispears into your ear before suckling your earlobe inside his mouth and you nod. He’s glad too because he cock is ready from some action, balls filling with release at the feel of your velvety walls around him.
He brings a strong hand to your hip before he starts to use his feet to retract his hips from underneath you which effectively drags his cock out from your walls. He leaves just the tip inside, so that you can feel the ring of your ass being stretched before he rams it all back in.
The first thrust is enough to indicate that you will not last at all. He knew what he was doing as he continued to fuck into you while curling two fingers into your gspot. The pressure that is building within you is one that only Sero knows how to bring out and you’re desperate for it.
You start bouncing on top of his cock while he continues to stretch your holes which has him groaning, “you like this huh babygirl, gonna cum already for me?” He can barely keep himself from going slack jaw as it feels like your walls will snap him in half with how hard you’re sucking him in.
“You always make me feel so g-good!” You cry out tears trickling down your cheeks as you near the end of your rope, falling on top of his cock, legs having given out.
He takes over though, thrusting his cock into you while attacking your gspot with his fingers, “ fuckkk ‘tsss tight! S-show me how good I make you feel.” He doesn’t have to tell you twice before you’re squirting so aggressively around his fingers and on to his lap.
Sero takes his time and knows just how to make you gush.
Summary: Sho can’t seem to pinpoint why he is so fixated on you until he can and then he can’t stop thinking about it. Can’t stop thinking about your swollen, full tits.
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Technically, this all can be traced back to being Natsuo’s fault the moment he recommended that Shoto go and try out these milk based smoothies at a new cafe. The moment he had heard milk, he was interested and found himself walking there after his hero shift was over. He did it partially to appease his older brother, trying to show genuine appreciation for the fact that he remembered his love for milk. And he was not displeased when he found the cozy cafe that was tucked away from the world, it definitely would have been overlooked if he was not looking for it. The little chime on the door, when he walks in, makes your face light up in surprise that someone was entering so late.
The moment you laid eyes on him, your eyebrows furrowed. Could this be Shoto Todoroki? The pro hero? It seemed like a far fetch, but he clearly looked like him. As he approached the counter while examining the cafe, you decided that it sure as hell was him. There was no mistaking that pretty face and built frame. The idea that he was in your shop sent your nerves afire, but it would not be the first time a hero had wandered in so you bank on talking first, “Hey, how can I help you?”
His eyes snap down to you quickly and he scans your entire being, caught off guard a bit. He looked at your very symmetrical face and pleasant features. Large eyes, plump lips, nimble pierced nose before taking in the way your dark curly hair was pulled up into a ponytail and fell messily around your face. Your hazel eyes almost matched your skin color which was a few shades darker as they bore into his confusedly. He scans your facial features again, overwhelmed by the only repeated thought he was having: ‘so hot, so beautiful’ which surprised him as he was never one to dwell on such matters.
He realized he had been staring like an idiot, so he cleared his throat to break the awkwardness. “Sorry I didn’t know what I wanted yet. You caught me by surprise.” He speaks while scratching his head and barring an awkward smile, partially telling the truth. You can’t help but giggle at this, remembering how the pro was always critiqued for being socially inept. This allows him a glimpse at your straight white teeth that had gems on the canines which intrigued him immensely.
“It’s okay I can recommend some stuff if you’d like?” You say as you turn a paper menu towards him and bend over the counter to start pointing at the paper. That’s when he notices it, plush round tits pressed against the hard marble counter and he bites his lip ‘holy shit’ he automatically thinks before lightly blushing and looking away. He criticizes himself wondering what has gotten into him today. He nods finally, “that would be nice, preferably something milk based”.
“My mommy makes best milk smoodies!” A small boy is suddenly tugging at the hero’s pants leg in an instant which makes him look down and chuckle lightly. The boy with familiar hazel eyes continues to look up at him expecting a reply, but Shoto hadn’t really understood what he was saying.
“Oh Milo! You’re not supposed to touch strangers!” You motion for the small boy to let go of the pants leg which he obeys before running around the counter to you. “Sowwy mommy!” He says as he hugs the side of your leg while you play with the curls in his hair.
“He’s yours?” Shoto inquired while looking at the menu, trying to hide the shock that might come off as rude or offensive. Why was he even shocked? Because you looked so young? No, his own mom looked rather young so it could not be that. Was it perhaps because that meant you were taken?
“Yea he is! He was recommending our milk smoothies.” You laugh when the pro hero smiles like something connected in his head, “that’s actually what I came in here for, it slipped my mind. Can I have a strawberry one?” You can’t help but bite your lip when you see the small smile that adorns his normally straight face when looking at a shy Milo. You weren’t one to keep up with hero’s much, especially as of late with everything you had going on, but you were involved enough to know who the top were. Especially when they were always in the media and you had to admit he was much more handsome in person.
“Yes, let me get that going for you right now.” You say as you move to the other counter, only to be halted by Milo clinging to you harder.
“Mommy heeeroo?” He asks while looking at Shoto and you laugh, picking him up and placing him on the counter in front of Shoto.
“Yep that’s him, why don’t you say hi?” You coax and Shoto is taken aback when the boy not only says hi, but rapidly starts babbling and waving his hands around. You left him there as you slightly turned your back to throw some ingredients into the blender.
“He’s talking about how cool you are to sum up!” You call back to Shoto who is trying hard to understand the curly head boy. He can’t help but chuckle, “I’m surprised you can even recognize me, little guy.” He states seriously taking in his small sitting stature, he couldn’t have been more than 2 years old if even that.
You shake your head in disagreement, “he loves hero’s, watches you top three all the time actually.” With that you begin to blend the smoothie, the loud rumbling startles Shoto, but not the little boy who watches in amazement. Once it’s done blending you begin to pour the contents into two separate cups while Shoto laps up areas where your skin was exposed, red in the face when his eyes land on your also pulp thighs and ass. He is quite sure there is something wrong with him today- when you turn around with the smoothies, the small boy’s eyes light up as he and Shoto are both given one.
“Thanks mommy!” He coos before desperately drinking it, “how much do I owe you?” Shoto asks and you shake your head, “it’s on the house, I’m about to close anyway.”
“I couldn’t possibly not pay-
“How could I charge such a respectful hero?”
“How could such a respectful hero not pay?” He rebuttals as he sips on his drink, almost groaning by how good it tastes, “especially when the drink tastes this good?”
“Well well, you’d think a respectful hero would listen.” You counter and he’s full on smirking now, does he realize it, you think as he looks quite amused by your efforts. He drinks some more before sighing, “I’ll only not pay if you allow me to pay next time.”
Hearing next time made your heartbeat increase, almost as if the fan girl in you that you didn’t know about wanted to squeal. He was looking at you so adamantly that you couldn’t help but nod with a slight blush.
“For all of us.” He states matter of factly as he pats Milo’s head who is sucking on his drink and nodding his head as if he could understand. You are full on red now as he acts like he didn’t do anything, thanking you one last time before turning around and heading out the door.
The next time he came in, it was around the same time as before and upon seeing him you had to stop yourself from blushing. This time it was a Saturday and the cafe still had some lingering teenagers in it who immediately quaked at the man. It takes him about 10 minutes to sign objects and take pictures with the group before he can make it to the counter and by then you had his drink almost prepared.
“Don’t forget to make something for yourself-” his eyes flick down to your name tag, having made it his life mission to find out your name, “-y/n”. You are so glad your ears are covered by your hair because they are set ablaze by his matter of fact tone.
You try to chuckle calmly and tease a bit, “oh you were serious about that?” He gives you a deadpan face that makes you snicker,” kidding, kidding” You tack on another drink and give him his total which he happily pays for before accepting your drink.
“Where’s the little guy at today?” He asked before looking around slightly to make sure that he had not missed the small boy, “oh he is in the back room taking a nap, he was a bit fussy today.” He calmly listened to how your day went and even gave you ample information about his. This is how your encounters went for the most part for the next half a year or so, Shoto would always stop by after his patrolling shifts- when he had them- and buy the same smoothie occasionally adding on drinks or desserts for himself, you, or Milo. The days where he did not work, he would try to come in early and help around the cafe- almost killing your eyes when you first saw him in regular clothing. He even started to learn his way around Milo: being able to understand his rapid babbling, getting used to his biting because yes he did bite, etc. You couldn’t help but let your mind wander at times about what ifs- what if you two got closer, what if you two started being more romantic together….what if his large hands helped you with other things. But you always cut them short because you were almost positive that he was not interested in you and you wouldn’t want to ruin what you did have going on.
Shoto on the other hand was nearing the end of his ropes with how much he was restraining himself towards you. He was less experienced in all things romance than others might imagine, not doing much in highschool, dabbling a bit in college, and becoming too busy now. Until you, until you started to consume his thoughts. He thought it would falter as time went on, but it only got stronger especially after finding out you were a single mom- not at all taken. His thoughts could get so lewd about you that he thought he was going crazy, consulting Bakugou and Deku, who were far more experienced and shocked that he was inquiring. It also didn’t help that he was just about whipped for your personality too, loving your bubbly and headstrong manner. Recently though, he had started noticing a change in you. You were less bubbly, more tired and irritable but trying to hide it.
So when he walks through your cafe doors one evening only to see the chairs on top of the tables signalling your close, he was surprised. He checked his watch to make sure that he was not late, which he was not. Soon you emerged from the back room with your purse and keys in hand and smiled tiredly. He can tell by the look in your eyes that something had happened today, but even so they lit up when they met him.
“I’m closing up early today and was thinking you could come up for some wine? If that’s a fair trade for a strawberry smoothie” You ask, walking towards him to give him a light hug, “Sure, but what about Milo-
“He’s at my friend’s house for the night. Sleepover.” You explain while locking the door, wanting to lean into his body that is firmly behind you, just exhausted from the day. He knew that you lived above the cafe, but had not been up yet, so walking up the stairs made him nervous and giddy like a teenager. The whole place smelled like you and Milo and it was exceptionally clean and above all warm- like people who loved each other lived here.
You pour two large glasses of wine, barley adding much to one, before handing him the one that was most filled since you didn’t want to drink much on the account of you still breastfeeding. Even so you relish the small amount that you allow yourself, sighing, “goddamn I needed that!” You giggle some, but the statement holds weight.
“Have you… Have you been okay?” He asks before finally drinking some of the smooth red wine and you sigh again.
“I’ve probably been rude lately, I’m sorry. I’ve just been really stressed. I didn’t realize I was being so obvious!” You try to wave it off a bit, not wanting to create cracks in your dam, but his soft eyes almost pleaded for more.
“You weren’t being rude, just a bit standoffish.” He explains as you almost finish your glass of wine, “Are you sure? My best friend said I was being mean, she is always able to read me so well. That’s why she took Milo for the night.”
Shoto’s brain starts to turn, realizing that you would be alone for an ample amount of time with no disturbances, “Let me refill that for you”, you break his thoughts while taking his now empty glass from him. He allows you and in attempts to stir his mind from forbidden thoughts he states, “you and your friend must be close then I know you barely let Milo out of your sight.”
Handing his glass back, you nod while watching the way his Adams apple bobbed when he swallowed the liquid “yes we met at a birth giving class and became fast friends when we found out we were both soon to be single moms. She even moved out to Japan with me when I wanted to get away from my ex. Not that that was her only reason.” By the end of your sentence, you are furrowing your eyebrows in deep thought.
“Can you believe that asshole has been threatening to come find Milo and I?” At the sound of this Shoto is even more alarmed and attentive than he was previously. You only brought up your ex once and that was to say that you were not together.
“Did he harm you two?” He asks immediately very seriously as he walks closer to you, “he well… lets just say he wasn’t good to me.” You struggle to get out, not even being able to correctly articulate that he did in fact harm you, “and he only wanted Milo because he thinks he will have a powerful quirk. I mean can you believe that…
You begin to launch into a full explanation of how terrible a man he was, all the things you have been holding back finally coming out like vomit rapidly as you get more and more worked up. Shoto is equally worked up if not more absolutely disgusted by the man you were describing, having to stop himself from drawing parallels to his own father.
“And fuck Milo is so scared that he won’t even breastfeed right. It’s been like a week and now I’m swollen and in pain and tired and-
Maybe it was because Shoto was already feeling so utterly protective over you because of what you had been saying or maybe it was because he had been internally conflicted for so long, but he pounced.
“Let me help you.”
“Wha- what? How? Wait do you mean with…” You trail off blushing at the fact that you even thought that he could possibly mean with the breast feeding situation.
“With everything. I-I can even help with your….” He presses further, desperation seeping from him as his eyes finally land on your full breasts, unapologetically, as they rise and fall from your heavy breathing.
Your back is against the counter and he is in front of you, staring, awaiting an answer as you make sure you heard him correctly. Your cheeks are flushed red from his confession and the alcohol, so it is easy to get lost in his heterochromatic eyes, “h-how?”
He lets go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding and brings his hands up, looking at you with a slight blush before placing them on your breasts. You instantly arch into his touch with an, “oh fuck” falling from your lips because he was using his quirk to warm them. It felt so nice, just having his large, warm hands on your aching breasts, so when he started to move them- grope them- your mind grew lewd.
His eyes were clouded with arousal, burning the image in his head of fondling your milk full tits in his hands before getting greedy and pulling away which makes you whine. You’re about to protest, but are cut off by him pulling your shirt open, sending the buttons of your cafe uniform flying and adding to your delirium.
“Put your hands back please Sho.” You basically plead looking up at him with trusting eyes as your black lace bra is put on full display. Your breasts can barely be confined to them, definitely showing the effects of not being properly emptied in a while and it had the pants of his hero costume growing tight. He attacks your breasts with his warm hands as he massages them in unison, pushing them together and spreading them apart while squeezing them to his own twisted pleasure. “ Hotter, hotter please- just more!”
He would spoil you to death if he could, so how could he not comply? You were leaning your palms flat on the counter behind you to bare your chest on full display for him, so he heated his palms up more and decided to slip them under the fabric of your bra. Your eyes flew open when his skin meets yours, a sinful moan leaving your lips.
“You’re so sexy darling.” He doesn’t stop himself from saying while ducking his head down and leaning into you. Your mouth falls open a bit in anticipation for the arrival of his lips which he presses to yours in desperate, touch starved want. Even so, you can tell he is trying to restrain himself a bit, attempting to not bite and tug sloppily at your lips but instead applying force behind his movements. You don’t want him to restrain though, don’t want him to focus on being the gentleman that he always is, so you place your hand on the back of his head and pull him further into you while licking at his bottom lip. He groans in approval and allows your tongue inside his mouth, but immediately attacks it, swirling the pink muscle with his before winning and invading your mouth. One hand is clamped in his locks while the other desperately unhooks your own bra, humming when it finally loosens around your shoulders. When you two pull apart, you are both panting with salvia coating your now redden lips and he quickly rids you of your bra and tattered shirt before staring at your bare chest.
“They’re so full- fuck.” Shoto hisses, catching you by surprise as he looks so honestly affected by the swell of your mounds. He scoops you up by the hips to easily place you on the counter before burying his face in the crook of your neck. Once again, your hand is finding refuge in his hair as he presses wet lips against your hot skin while placing his hands on your breasts again. This time one hand is warm while the other is cold and you gasp loudly at the dizzying combination. He starts a steady rhythm of changing the temperature of his hands while rubbing your nipples in circular motions with his thumbs.
Your panties are soaked and breasts well massaged, when you start lactating. Single beads of breast milk seep from each nipple, wetting the man’s thumbs and making him pull away from the redden hickey he was working on.
“Fuck, sorry I guess it was bound to happen because of how backed up I am, but-.” You start to say through heavy pants, but he cuts you off by licking his lips and bending low enough to catch your right nipple into his mouth. Your mind almost shatters as you freeze, “wait Sho it’ll- but he grunts instantly to cut you off because-
He knows. He has thought about it since the moment he met you. That if he toyed and sucked hard enough your milk would come out. He honest to god wanted all of it.
So his lips latched onto the budding nipple with lust coated excitement as he began to suck softly while giving the same, breast whom nipple he sucked, a squeeze- trying to coax anything, even a drop, out. “Ah ah!” You moaned a bit panicked when a slight stream filled his mouth which he hungrily swallowed before letting out a sinfully delightful moan, “it tastes so good, god you’re so sweet.” He expressed his gratitude with a lustful glance up at you who by now are equally as aroused by his actions.
“Please drink me dry Sho.” You whimper seriously and that is all he needs to hear before he is sucking milk from your leaking nipple while still massaging the other breast. His sucking gets more aggressive and desperate, biting at the flesh a bit and suctioning the bud harder causing more milk to spurt out while he grinds his dangerously hard cock into the counter subconsciously. You’re a moaning mess as milk escapes from the corners of his mouth while your other nipple begins to seep milk because of his squeezing, streaming down your stomach and onto your pants and floor. This catches his attention, he begins licking the trail that had trickled down your stomach before suckling that nipple instead while pinching the nipple he had already serviced so well.
His grinding gets more sporadic and you finally notice his movements, so you pull him by his shirt up to your face and watch as his unfocused eyes stare into yours while thumbing the milk from the corner of his mouth into his mouth. “Want your milk too, Shoto please.” Those words awakened another desire that he had been trying to submerge inside of himself.
“Want my milk too, baby girl? Yea?” He asks and you nod rapidly as he unbuttons and yanks your pants down and off your legs. Your matching black panties are coated with slick and he bites his lip as he hurriedly undresses too. When you are both left bare, you stare at his pretty dick that is glossed with pre-cum, but don’t have time to dwell on it when he is hiking your legs up and apart by your plush thighs.
He is looking down at your seeping sex as he starts to thrust shallowly between your folds, creating lewd squelching sounds as he strains to say “nex-next time i’ll be more attentive to your pretty pussy okay?” Your heart swells at his caring nature even when you both are so close to unraveling already, not that he wasn’t already being so very attentive.
With that he grabs his thoroughly wet cock and places it at your entrance, letting out a shaking breath when he starts to sink in. He bit his lip roughly when he watched your core stretch around him because of his throbbing girth, “oh fuck you f-feel great,” you sobbed as he continued to sink into your plush walls and just as he is almost in.
“Gotta stuff you a little more baby okay? So you can take all my milk properly.” He coaxes as he places hot, wet kisses on your face and you nod even though you’re the fullest you have been. The only thing your mind can think about is making him feel good and being stuffed by him, so when he thrusts the rest of the way and stills in you, your eyes roll to the back of your head as you fight back an orgasm. His head is thrown back, face flushed, and eyes screwed shut as he too tries to calm himself inside your gushing walls.
When he finally finds the ability to not almost cum every 15 seconds he begins a slow roll of the hips, cupping you by the face and saying “I’m gonna take care of you so good.” In response, you basically throw yourself into the kiss, not a coherent thought in mind that did not involve him in it while he continues to slowly grind into you while holding your thighs apart tightly, bruisingly.
“So full, feels so good Sho!” You moan out as you cup your breasts to toy with your nipples, “I- I’m not done with those full tits yet.” He groans as his thrusts get sharper, aiming to find your g-spot which makes you gasp in surprise.
“Don’t ever want you walking around with tits this full ever again, got it, gonna always suck you dry.” He whispers as he begins to suck and bite marks into your breasts, so roughly that it leaves marks. You were overjoyed by his almost animalistic manner, relishing the fact that such a proper gentleman could be so lewd for you. In no time, he was latched onto your unsucked nipple to drink all the sweet milk from that one while roughly squeezing the other which was now throbbing under all the attention.
“You can have me whenever you want.” There was no lie to your statement and he felt it, humming against your yummy nipple in approval as he started to thrust deeper, rutting into your g- spot in the process making you cry out and milk to spurt from your left breast.
He gently lets go of your nipple before smiling up at you, “found it.” He pushes his hair away from his forehead, revealing his scar and his sweat stained forehead before wrapping your legs around his back. Using your tits as leverage, he begins to fuck into you with intention, repeatedly ramming his full length into your spongy spot with force as grunts tumble out of his mouth.
“ ‘m gonna cum Sho c-can’t hold it!” You squeal as he soaks in the tears falling from your eyes and the milk trickling from your swollen nipples against both of you.
He begins to rub your clit with cold fingers which starts the process of your long orgasm, the cold juxtaposing with your heated bodies, “me too baby and I’m gonna stuff you full with my cum.”
“Fuck yes! Breed me Sho, gonna carry your baby please.” Your babbling makes his hips stutter and his orgasm to start as he begins to fill your womb with his hot seed, continuing to thrust so he can fuck you through both your orgasms. His fingers never let up on rubbing your clit, eliciting the loudest cry out of you, while his mouth fell up to moan your name loudly. Both quivering, you pussy overstimulates him when he stops thrusting as it pulsates around him, sucking him further in to get all of his cum, “fuckkk gonna give you a baby for sure.” He breathlessly cries as he further loses composure inside you, head falling in between your breast while yours and his arousal seep out of you onto the counter joining some of your breast milk.
Moments pass before he finally deems it alright to pull out, staying in a little longer for good measure not at all joking about wanting to breed you….
“You are so amazing.”
“You’re one to talk. I didn’t know you were so lewd, Shoto.” You tease as you suck a hickey on the skin under his ear before taking in his blushed cheeks. You two end up showering before falling asleep together only to wake up the next morning and go again.
He couldn’t wait to go on patrol that night to tell Midoryia and Bakugou about how he knew your milk would taste so sweet, finally being able to brag to them like they often did about their scenarios… plus he just had a new found glee at finally being able to claim you and those tits.
