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→ being a famous youtuber and being a college student needs good time management, but you’re shit at that. so, fancying a boy working at the coffee shop would be out of the question, right?

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a/n: guess who’s back after 2 weeks of stress and immense plot changes anNNnDD she’s back with some angst ahahaha lolol ok i was busy with my personal life and the fact that i was fighting internally wether or not i should change up the plot :D and so this is the result of two weeks of self-doubt and exhaustion lololl anyways, sorry for the delay and i hope you enjoy <3

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Miraculous Holder! Reader in BNHA Intro

Alright, so in this fic all of the heroes who naturally have powers from Miraculous Ladybug don’t exist. The movies from Miraculous Ladybug won’t be canon, and the only ones who are allowed powers are the Reader and those who are born with a Quirk. If that made any sense.

“Get back here! I won’t let you take their Miraculous Hawk Moth!” You shouted as you hopped from rooftop to rooftop, chasing after your biggest adversary.

Ladybug’s earrings had been pulled from her head and had been sent flying off of the Eiffel Tower during her fight against Hawk Moth. Fortunately, her identity wasn’t revealed and you were able to catch them before anything bad could happen. It actually gave your own Kwamii enough time to cool down as you quickly put in the earrings and became Ladybug. You didn’t have too much time to dwell on being the new Ladybug as Hawk Moth was already chasing after Chat Noir dead set on claiming his Miraculous as well.

“Chat Noir run! He’s already plucked the earrings from Ladybug he’s after you now too!” You said, throwing your yo-yo, wrapping it around a light post and leaping through the air to land in between Chat Noir and Hawk Moth. Using your body, you shielded your feline friend from the enemy as he gazed at you laughing mockingly. “Oh, and what are you going to do about it? You’re not Ladybug, you don’t have any of her skills, what can you hope to accomplish by wearing her mask? You are nothing but a scared little mouse playing in a game too big for you to even attempt to comprehend.”

You grit your teeth and glared harshly at him, becoming angrier at his condescending tone than you already are. “It’s funny that you believe that. Want to know something? You are never getting your hands on any more Miraculous.”

Hawk Moth chuckled before throwing his head back and letting out loud, booming laughter, unaware that he had fallen into your trap.

“Really? And do you think that you can keep them safe from me?” He asked as he began to step closer towards the both of you making both you and Chat take a few steps backwards. A gentle hand on your wrist brings you out of your staring match with the enemy before you and you are met with the worried green eyes of the boy you loved.

“Milady, what are you doing? We can’t run forever. I can help you, there’s no need to do this alone.” You falter a little at his words, knowing that they are meant for the original Ladybug and not for you. You loved Chat Noir when he first became one of Paris’s beloved heroes, and when you became MultiMouse the love you tried to keep bottled up for him only seemed to overflow. But to hear the nickname meant for her directed at you only seemed to break your heart a little more.

You had to do this alone. No one else should get hurt because of the decisions you make right here and now.

That includes Chat Noir.

You placed one of your hands over his own, mentally counting in your head as you turned to face him. “I’m sorry Chat. I wish that things could have been different.” You whispered to him as you glanced behind him briefly to see a body of water behind him. Confident that he would be fine and survive, you forced your lips against his own, distracting him momentarily as you ripped his Miraculous off of his finger and shoving him into the water, swiftly putting his ring on as you faced Hawk Moth all on your own.

If there was one thing the Ladybug before you and yourself could agree on, it was that identities should always be kept secret. So that those close to you don’t suffer from your actions.

“If I can’t protect them, they will go down with me. You will have to pry them from my corpse! Plagg, Tikki combine!”

“No!” He screamed as a bright green light enveloped you.

Parts of the original Chat Noir costume covered sections on the Ladybug costume. Black cat ears appeared on your head, the edges of your mask became a solid black, your pupils became slits like a cat’s eye, your hair became braided and long to act as a tail, from your mid thigh and down became solid black and the bottom of your feet had green kitty paw prints, and from your elbows to your fingers became solid black and you now had sharp claws.

“You fool! Have you any idea as to what you have done!?” He screamed hysterically as he advanced towards you bringing his cane down to strike you. You reacted swiftly and pulled out the baton from your back to block his strikes.

Pushing back against him, you hit him directly in his chest causing him to go flying backwards into a chimney. “I am aware as to what could happen if these Miraculous are paired together. Fortunately for you, I’m not going to use the wish that is supposed to come with it.” You dodged an oncoming strike from him as you brought the baton up to defend from his flurry of attacks. “In the hands of someone like you, your wish could break our reality and harm millions of innocent people. Fluff now!”

As you shouted to the rabbit kwamii, she lead the others towards you carrying the Miracle Box that had housed them for centuries. Fluff quickly brought you her Miraculous and you had quickly combined Plagg, Tikki and Fluff to create a portal for the kwamiis to escape into.

“What are you doing!? Give me the Miraculous Box and your Miraculous!” He shouted as he lunged at you, pretending to swing at you as he made a grab at the earrings. Seizing this opportunity, you grabbed his Miraculous and pushed him away from you. As he was encumbered by a bright purple light and detransformed to reveal Gabriel Agreste. A purple kwamii popped out from the broach as you walked away from the man on his knees, leaving him wondering as to what had just happened.

“You! You! What are you doing to the Miracle Box!? Where are you taking my Miraculous!? What about my wish!?” He asked bewildered as he scrambled to his feet to try and catch up to you as you had closed the portal behind Nooroo.

You turned your attention to him, only now realizing that there were multiple cameras on the both of you. You ignored them and turned your attention to the broken man before you. “The Miraculous were a gift that was presented to the world. A gift that you and countless of others have abused for your own selfish gains. Until the world can prove that it can change, Miraculous will be taken away and protected so that no one may misuse them again. All Guardians are hereby dismissed.” You declared coldly as you locked eyes with him and the cameras briefly before opening up a portal below you above the water. Before you entered it, you turned your attention to Gabriel Agreste one last time to reveal the last Miraculous of the Miracle Box that had been long forgotten.

The Peacock Miraculous.

It seemed to do the trick as he gasped and frantically searched his person to try and find where you had taken it off of him.

“Only when the world can prove itself will ALL of the Miraculous return.” And with that you leapt off of the rooftop, into the portal and were gone from Paris as the portal sealed shut and disappeared behind you.

Your declaration had left the other Miraculous Wielders and Guardians of their boxes in a panic. The whole world blew up and fell apart at the disappearances of all Miraculous. Guardians fought frantically to try and ward you off, but you were ruthless and relentless as you took them all away. There was nothing that anyone had said nor done that could change your mind as you hid away all of the Miraculous from around the world.

And the world had changed in regard to the loss of the Miraculous that had once inhabited. Streets had flooded with chaos and confusion, crime rates had fluctuated, and then for a while there was nothing. It was as though they had never been presented to the world.

Social media, the news and talk shows had all wondered if Miraculous had all existed in the first place. Some even went as far as to claim that it was something that someone had come up with in the spur of the moment and that many people had put their faith in it. Those who knew that the Miraculous were real were all eagerly awaiting it’s return to the world.

Almost an entire century had passed before something new was presented to the world. Quirks. Suddenly the topic of quirks had dominated over society that the topic of Miraculous had been long forgotten to the world.

In fact, it wasn’t until a young green haired male was trying to survive middle school that Miraculous had presented itself to the world again.

You ever think about something simple and wonder if a sunshine boy would snap if you did it in front of them?

For example, you’re going about your day in a large hoodie that’s so damn comfy and long you don’t have to wear pants. You’re just going about your morning, trying to make yourself some food or a beverage, and then in comes your sunshine boy trying very hard to not bend you over the counter because that cute ass is tempting him every time you reach up to grab whatever it is that you need.

And then the second that the hoodie rides up to reveal your panties, he just fuckingloses it and pins you to the counter, your back pressed against him with no room to escape while he breathes down your neck. “Babe if you keep teasing me, this sweet ass of yours is going to be purple by the time I’m done.”

“I’m just making myself something for breakfast?”

“You damn tease.”

second thoughts pt. 2

yandere!izuku midoriya + yandere!katsuki bakugo

x fem!reader; poc friendly

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this isn’t fluff because i felt like it didn’t fit in right now, but i definitely plan on writing a part three that is pure fluff

⚠️ use of the word “hell”

it took quite a bit of time for your captors to notice your shift in mood. it was nearly halfway through the day following your fight when bakugo finally questioned you.

“what the hell is wrong with you?”

well that definitely wasn’t the way to say it. you were already angry and hurt, and that just pushed you over the edge. there wasn’t anyway else you could interpret those words, you truly believed that your captors no longer loved you. why else would they treat you so coldly? none of this made sense.

“what the hell is wrong with me?” you let out an angry scoff, completely frustrated by how ridiculously foolish your “lovers” were. “what the hell is wrong with you?!”

the two men in front you shared an anxious second of eye contact before turning all their attention back to your frame that was trembling in anger. noticing their looks of confusion, you made a loud huff of frustration.

“you have ruined my life! don’t just stand there and act like you have no clue why i’m upset!” your eyes shot back and forth between the two in front of you. seeing that you really were getting nowhere, you stomped off. you weren’t even quite sure where you were going, you just didn’t think you could stand being around them any longer. it hurt more than words could describe that they didn’t know why you were hurting. it felt like it should be obvious.

—

it had been a few hours since you stormed out and you weren’t sure if your emotions had simmered down or gotten worse. there were still too many conflicting thoughts in your head that you didn’t even hear the slight knocking on the door at first.

it became more insistent and some angry whispering could be heard, probably belonging to bakugo. you snapped out of the trance you were in and stood up to go open the door. not a moment too soon, it seemed like katsuki had been planning to break it down.

midoriya started talking after an awkward moment of silence. “hey, y/n.” another pause. “we’re sorry. we’re sorry it took so long to realize what we did wrong, too.”

“sorry.” bakugo seemed a bit embarrassed. his eyes remained fixed on the floor and hands crossed in front of his chest, defensive.

you weren’t willing to accept that just yet. “prove it.” if they really still loved you like they used to, they should be willing to spoil you for the next week at least. if they didn’t, you would know that your fears were true and you should start planning for your final days on earth.

ᴄ/ᴡ:18+/ ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅɴɪ/ ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ/  ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ. ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ɢᴀɢɢɪɴɢ. sᴍᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ. ᴘɪɴɴɪɴɢ. ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴏʀᴀʟ. ᴀɴᴀʟ. ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ. sǫᴜɪʀᴛɪɴɢ. ᴛᴇᴍᴘ ᴘʟᴀʏ. ᴄᴏɴ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢ.

ᴀ/ɴ: ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɪᴅᴇᴀ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴇʀᴏ sɴᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ! ʙᴄ sᴇʀᴏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ʀᴏᴛ.

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs ᴅʀɪᴠᴇs ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ.

ʟɪɴᴋs: ɴᴀᴠ+ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴏsᴛ/ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ/ᴀsᴋ ʙᴏx/ᴘᴀᴛʀᴇᴏɴ

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴀʀᴇ-ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴇᴀʀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ&sᴀɴᴛᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ʜᴇʟᴘᴇʀ
ʙᴏᴛʜ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ Bᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x ᴘᴏᴄ! ғᴇᴍ

unedited :p

Izuku

♡ He loves taking you on the couch.

♡ 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.

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs: sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴘᴏᴄ!ғᴇᴍ

ᴄ/ᴡ: 18+/ ᴍɪɴᴏʀs ᴅɴɪ/ ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ. ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴡ/ᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ. sᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs. ᴏʀᴀʟ ᴍ! ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ. ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ. ᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʀᴇsᴛʀᴀɪɴᴛs. ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅɪɴɢ. ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀɢᴀsᴍ ᴅᴇɴɪᴀʟ. ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ sᴏ ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ sᴇx.

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ. ɪᴅᴋ ɪғ ɪᴛ’s ʙᴄ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ғɪʟᴛʜɪᴇʀ ʟᴏʟ! ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ! ᴀʟsᴏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ x ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛs, etc? ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴀsᴋʙᴏx! ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴀᴛᴍ.

ɴᴀᴠ+ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴏsᴛ/ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ/ᴀsᴋ ʙᴏx/ᴘᴀᴛʀᴇᴏɴ

Last work can be found here- New Year Special

ᴡ/ᴄ:2.5ᴋ

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ:Bᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ Sᴀɴᴛᴀ sᴜɪᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ғʀᴀᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ sᴇxʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘᴇʀ.

Unedited :s

Bakugou didn’t think that wearing a Santa suit along with his fraternity brothers would lead to such a fucking from a sexy little helper.

“Are you gonna be able to take care of this?” You purr as you look down at the tied blond while holding up the hem of your slutry red dress to expose your wet panties. Just the view of the large blond handcuffed to your headboard shirtless as his cock strained against the bright red and white Santa pants was enough to excite you. They hung dangerously low on his hips so that you could see his defined v line and happy trail.

“Are you sure you can handle all of this, little girl?” Bakugou rebuttals as he watches you where you stand at the foot of your bed. He can’t get enough of how your beautiful caramel colored skin complimented the sexy red and white little dress you were wearing. How your hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, some curls framing your face along with your big golden hoops. A slight blush was tinted on your checks and along your cute, pierced, button nose from the arousal and cold weather you two had just escaped from.

You wasted no time unzipping your dress and letting it pool on the floor at your feet, opting to leave your white frilly thigh highs on.

“Let’s see who you’ll be calling little when I’m devouring that cock.” You tease as you mount the bed and find refuge in between his legs before running your hands along the red fur of his pants, murmuring about how it was so soft

You look up at him through your thick eyelashes while finally pulling his pants down to see his pre cum stained underwear. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip as you dip down to kiss right below his belly button before dipping lower.

A hum erupts from your lips as you bump your nose into his clothed member while inhaling his scent before you take his cock head into your mouth through the fabric, “agh! You that fuckin’ nasty?” The blond groans as he bucks his hips upwards as more precum oozes from his tip. He has never had his cock sniffed and attended to so attentively before having it sucked, it was causing him to leak everywhere as his chest rises and falls.

“Be Santa’s good little helper and suck me up already.”

“Don’t rush me or I’ll tease you longer.” You reply as you suck hickeys into his hip and thighs. He goes to tug your hair and be the true dom that he always thought of himself as, but stops when he remembers he literally can’t because of the handcuffs and you smile smugly.

“You’re lucky that I wanna get drunk and nasty with you tonight. I know you’re the impatient type, but I was looking for a challenge.” You say against his skin as you pull his underwear down. Your mouth waters at the sight of his heavy monsterous cock which was a mess of clear sticky liquid.

“If ya think you’re gonna be in control here because ya put these s-stupid fuckin’ handcuffs on me then you’re gonna be shit out of luck!” He roars starting to get embarrassed by how you were seemingly trying to dom him.

“No, I’m gonna be in control because I can and I will. You’ll have the best orgasm of your life with me.” With that you wrap your plump lips around his big tip before slithering your tongue around his base to rid him of the precum.

“Tch- fuckin’ brat! Talkin’ big game I bet I’ll have ya fucked dumb!” He breathily threatens as he feels your hot lips and tongue.

“Deal.” Is all you say before you start to slip your mouth further and further down his base. He starts to feel your tight throat early on as it was easy to hit it because of his large size. The tight, ridgey feeling makes his body jerk upwards, the metal of the chains hit the frame again and makes him scowl, he wants to grab your head and push it further down. Due to all his past experiences, he knows that nobody could easily take his length. Just when he was starting to get impatient, you begin to sink further down on his cock making it about ¾ths of the way before you start to feel the burn.

The idea that his cock was actually giving you this much trouble made your folds sticky with arousal. That arousal as well as the alcohol made it an easy decision to relax your mouth and fully submerge yourself on his cock. As it slots itself down your throat, your eyes roll back and you moan in unison with the blond.

“It’s t-tight!” Bakugou hisses in bliss as he finally gets to feel the back of your throat. You pull off with an abundant amount of saliva drooling from your mouth before deepthroating him again, but much faster. Your hands are flat on his thighs while fully taking him in your throat only stopping when you begin to gag.

“Fuu-uck! Gag like the slut ya are!” He groans as he spills some more precum on to your tongue. You pull off and begin to suck about half of him while putting your hands around his lower base.

You twist your hands in opposite directions to pump him as you suction the top half of his cock. His body starts to get stiff as the familiar feeling of a strong orgasm approaches. There is so much spit running from your mouth onto his cock head, your hands, down his balls and to asshole. He had never gotten head this sloppy before but he loved it.  So when you dipped one of your hands down to his balls and started to cup them before using your thumb to rub the space under his balls and asshole- he fucking exploded.

He lets out a choked moan before spewing aggressive shots of cum all over your tits, face, and tongue. You don’t stop there though you continue to suck and pump him for moments after that which leaves his head cloudy as he lets out broken overstimulated moans.

“Ngh- ugh- oh my-” He cuts himself off by digging his teeth into his lip as the cute squelching noise from you still pumping and sucking him fills the room before you stop and slowly straddle him.

“Sounds like my good boy liked it.” You say as you start to pull out the silky red ribbon that was holding your hair up. Long, tight brown curls fall messily around your shoulders as you look down at the beautiful man. He on the other hand looked up at you in awe, cock twitching as his cheeks tinted a darker shade of red. What was happening to him?

“Shut up brat of course it-it felt good! You sucking me so desperately!” He manages to bark out, voice showing signs of turning hoarse, while hot shaky breaths come out of his mouth. He watches you tie the ribbon around the base of his cock and balls- snuggly. “I’ve been a good girl right santa? I’ve decided what I want my present to be…” you giggle cutely as you begin to rub your slit along his cock before nudging the sticky tip inside you. This snaps both of you into full attention as you both become hyper fixated on the feeling.

You sink further down on his hot, mess of a member, “I- I just fuckin’ came-“ he chokes out, but his cut off by your loud moan.

“-tsss so big oh f-fuckkk I love it!!!!” Your eyes could damn near turn into heart eyes as you fall completely down on him which erupts a loud slutty moan from you both.

He twitches more intensely as he tries to find his way through the thick clouds he was under, it all just felt so good. There’s no way he was about to get dommed like this though, no, he couldn’t. He wanted to control the pace, he needed to. That pussy was engulfing his cock, your walls so tight and he wanted to wreck them, “don’t cum until I say so okay?” You coo as you begin to test out some bounces on his member.

The first up and down, the first time the thick flesh of your ass comes into contact with his pelvic area which submerges you fully on him, sends both of you into bliss. You began to bounce your ass on his member, using him just like you wanted to the moment you saw his taut muscles rippling under that Santa suit. You admit that he was huuge, way more to handle than you expected. This caused you to be cautious when riding him, “gosh you overly stuff me, I’m gonna be so stretched!!” You admit, crying out as you start to play with you tits in front of the blonds face, “f-faster, go fuckin’ faster you spoiled-” He tries to muster up the coherence to say as he watches your chocolate areolaes and nipples being pinched and fondled like he wanted to do so bad.

He barely finishes his sentence because of the way you stand on your feet to ride his cock, making him lose his breath. Your pussy was leaking pretty little juices everywhere by now because he was rubbing you everywhere inside. The length and girth of his cock made it easy for him to hit deep inside, bumping so beautifully into your gspot and then some.

You reach backwards to fondle his balls, loving how tight they were as if giving away how much he wanted to cum but couldn’t. You lewdly part your legs before him so he can have a full view of you being stretched by his cock as you start to play with your clit, “sounds like you wanna cum to me. Why don’t y-you fucking ask me!” You moan out as you begin to bounce harder which makes him squeeze his eyes shut and shake his head.

He wanted to cum so bad it almost hurt, but he’d be damned if he asked. That didn’t matter to you much though, you’d just cum without him and that’s what you did, succumbing to your knees again and grinding into him.

“O-oh my go-oshhhh yessss fuck!” You draw out as you cum around his fat cock which actually makes loud whines bubble from the strong man. He wanted to cum with you so bad, the way your walls were pulsating around him through the intense aftershocks of your orgasm made his body flex and jerk upwards in attempts to chase his high while he yanked on the damn handcuffs.

The red cuffs snap under the strong man’s tug and make you yelp a bit before pouting at the realization that he had broken them, “you fuckin’ think you can dom me like that you fuckin’ brat!” he seethes almost drunk on lust as he wraps his arms around your lower back tightly.

“You think that you have been a good girl? Just who the hell do you think you are?” He continues incredulously, his eyebrows knitting together in anger as he looks at you so intensely which almost makes you cower away. Maybe he is more of a formidable character after all.

Instead you nod your head and pout more prominently, “yes I ha-”, but are cut off by the way he flips you two so that you are on your back, making you squeal as he towers over you. He looks down at your drenched pussy and grabs his cock to guide it back inside your entrance. The feeling of the bulbous tip, stretching you all over again while you were so sensitive made your head grow fuzzy as your back arches off of the bed.

“No you’ve been a cock hungry slut, desperately trying to satisfy that sloppy pussy.” He growls as he spreads you open so that your legs are spread arms length apart.

“Maybe I’ll give you what you want… if you’re good enough.” He cockily says as he begins to push fully inside of you which makes you start to hiccup, choking on air. Him in control meant aggression and attentiveness as he stuffed you to the hilt in one long torturous stroke.

He starts to snap his hips into yours, making sure that each stroke was completed when his thigh tops slapped against your soft skin almost with bruising strength, “-you’re too deep oh fuck!”

“You can take this right? You wanted it so bad. Let me wreck that pretty pussy.” He groans as he throws your legs over his shoulders, wanting to cup your face, those cheeks, instead.

“Agh agh wa- ah there! There!” You squeal when he starts angling that cock into your spongy spot, but the force of the hold he has on your cheeks makes your pleas come out garbled and utterly cute to him.

“See you’re so fuckin’ cute like this too ya know? A little filthy mess under me.” He states as he uses his other hand to start rubbing messy circles into your clit. You’re so wet that his fingers are slipping all over your puffy clit as he plunges harder inside you which sends you moaning loudly.

You couldn’t believe that he had flipped the tables on you and that you were utterly succumbing to his actions. Your orgasm was approaching too fast and hard. It was coiling tightly in the pit of your stomach and making your chest rise and fall rapidly as your skin grew hot and sticky with your and the blonds sweat.

He throws his head back momentarily, grinding his teeth as he tries to fight the urge to cum as you start to quivering around him, “you gonna cum whore? Go ahead, let go like a good girl and maybe I’ll unwrap this present for you.”

“Want i-it now!”

“Beg-

But you were already ahead of him, hazily realizing he will not give you what you want unless you work for it. That is not something you will do though, being just as stubborn as he is, so as he starts to rub you violently and push you completely over the edge, you tug the ribbon off of his cock. When he feels the pressure of the silky fabric leave his straining cock he freezes inside you. He can’t control how hard he cums inside, instead hoarsely moaning as each spurt ejects from his sensitive tip while your walls gush around him.

“-it-it feels tooo good!” He moans out and all you can do is nod, moans having turned silent, so fucked out from being smacked with the impact of such a powerful orgasm.

Truthfully, you two didn’t even know each other’s name for fucks sake, it was all supposed to be a drunk one night stand. Will there be consequences to such an interesting turn of events?  

Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs: Kᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ Bᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ x POC F

Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ:Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇxᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏғғ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ.

ᴄ/ᴡ: 18+/ Mɪɴᴏʀs DNI/ Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ/ ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ (ғ. ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴏʀᴀʟ (ғ. ʀᴇᴄɪᴇᴠɪɴɢ), ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ s♡ͤx, ʜᴀɪʀ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ, ʟᴏᴛs ᴏғ ᴘʀᴀɪsᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅɪɴɢ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ s♡ͤx, ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ, sʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴘʟᴀʏ.

ᴡ/ᴄ: 6.3ᴋ Lᴏɴɢᴇsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴛ ʏᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴇᴡ!

ᴀ/ɴ: I ɢᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴠɪᴅ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴡᴀs sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ 21sᴛ ʙᴅᴀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏᴜʙᴛ ɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɴ sᴏ I'ᴍ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ. sʟɪᴠᴇʀ ʟɪɴɪɴɢ- ᴄᴀɴ ᴘʀᴏʙ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs sʟɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ sᴏғᴛ ᴅᴏᴍ ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴋᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ ᴍɪɴᴜs ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴛᴛᴛᴛᴛ

ɴᴀᴠ+ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴏsᴛ/ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ ᴍᴀᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ/ᴀsᴋ ʙᴏx/ᴘᴀᴛʀᴇᴏɴ

Lɪɢʜᴛʟʏ Iɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ - Wᴀsʜɪɴɢ Mᴀᴄʜɪɴᴇ Hᴇᴀʀᴛ ʙʏ Mɪᴛsᴋɪ

You did not think that you could be stripped of all emotion or feeling that you once had for someone that you once held so dear. Nor did you expect that this was the way you were about to enter the new year.

But as you sit on the couch, sipping on the fruit cocktail that Mina had stuffed in your hand in an attempt to cheer you up, you find yourself scrolling on your phone. This was the method that you had choosen to distract yourself from the utter disappointment that was delivered to you as you were partying your way into the new year.

Just days before the 31st, one of your close friends since high school broke off your friends with benefits situation that you two somehow had fallen into. A part of you was jarred, dazed and hurt by his confession as you had taken quite a liking to him… he was your first after all. All of your intimate life revolved around him, but so much of your everyday life too.

However, another part of you felt it coming and was preparing for the news. He was just not all there when he was with you. Whenever you two kissed, when he touched you… he just seemed so far away and you figured that it was because he liked another or had lost interest.

Therefore, you had some inkling but truthfully in your heart you thought he would never do anything that was disrespectful towards you. He was just that kind of person, so pure and the epitome of hope. That’s what Izuku symbolizes for everyone, even if they did not always say it or want to admit it. He was just a good person… so why did he walk into the New Years celebration party hand in hand with Uraraka- a close friend of yours?

You did not know how to feel. The implications were clear. If they felt so comfortable to go public then he most likely started to get involved with her a while ago, so definitely during the time you were also with him. It almost felt like a joke because it was so far from his character, but maybe that’s what love does to you?

Love, right. They must be in love, as that thought crossed your mind you felt slightly uncomfortable. Your eyes flick to them as he is helping her fix her ‘Happy New Year’ headband. Her cheeks heavily tinted rosey pink which matches his while he looks longly into her eyes and a toxic thought flashes through your mind- ‘Why not me?’

As soon as it flashes across your mind, your chest feels tight and you are suddenly chugging the rest of your drink before standing up and collecting your belongings. You’re sure it isn’t romantic love that you felt for Izuku, but you do deeply care for him, so the sadness was stemming from the betrayal you feel and you do not want to get consumed by it. That is not how you want to enter the new year which is just a short two hours away.

“Hey I’m going to go to the dorm, I just dont think this is the best place for me to be right now.” You whisper to Mina whose face immediately drops as she side eyes the newly exposed couple before scowling.

She begins to protest without trying to make a scene, but you cut her off “Mina seriously I’ll be fine. I really want to start this year off right. You know how much of a whore I am about starting the new year off right.” You say truthfully which makes her laugh and nod, but even so she cups your face between her hands and pouts.

“You better at least get drunk in your room or something for me, I’ll be texting you!” You find yourself smiling at this, she always knows how to bring that out in you. You start to try and sneakily exit, but you seem to be caught by Kami. Once he realizes you are leaving, so does everyone in the immediate area, which slightly irritates you because that means Izuku and Uraraka too.

“I’m just not feeling too well, so I was going to head back to the dorm.” You offer as sincerely as you can with all eyes on you– maybe not all eyes since the party was rather big, but enough eyes.

“Your punk ass can’t just stay here until the new year starts?” Katsuki’s voice cuts through the protests of your other friends. Now maybe to people outside of your friend group this would have been seen as mean, but you and Katsuki were like this. Although you and Izuku were involved, you and Katsuki actually have a very deep friendship because of how alike you two are. Mina often jokes that it is so weird that you two did not end up together.

As he looks at you scowling while silently telling you he wants you to stay, you wonder why you two never did get together? You realize that Izuku seemed to consume you early on, as you did with him, and you never had the chance to explore other options, but it was not like Katsuki wanted to either.

You stick your tongue out at him before teasingly saying, “don’t worry Katsuuu you know I’m taking your rude ass into the new year even if I won’t be here with you. That goes for everyone actually!” You say to try and lighten the mood and get your friends to actually let you leave. This seems to have that effect because everyone starts saying their goodbyes to you while hugging, except a certain pair who can not even look you in the eye. You can not help the eye roll that you let out at the green haired man, he was better than this at the very least.

As soon as you are outside in the fresh air, you feel a million times better even as you hurriedly walk to your dorm house that was shared between you and the rest of your group of friends. Once safely inside, you make sure to update Mina before ridding yourself of any makeup and throwing on a warm oversized sweater and some Nike pro shorts.

You grab yourself a water bottle before deciding on a bath, but as you walk through the hallway to get to your room, the front door begins to unlock. Now you are a bit creeped out, but you remain there to see who would be coming in and are pleasantly surprised to see Katsuki.

“Fucking loser, what are you doing here?” You ask as you crack open the water and begin to drink it, taking in his appearance. He really is an attractive man, having grown into himself a lot and at the thought of that you exhale shakily. This was the first time you actually could have thoughts like this about another man as you are not tied to another. It is…refreshing?

He is walking up to you no sooner, “tch I was making sure you are okay, dumbass.” He seems unlike himself tonight, maybe he had more to drink than normally. He always got interesting when he was drunk, thinking of other drunk encounters with him made you chuckle as you begin to question him, “Katsuki are you already dru-

“I know you were messing around with Deku.”

The laugh gets caught in your throat as you look at him, stunned into silence and he shakes his head and stuffs his hands into his pants. “I- uh- just wanted to make sure you were actually okay.”

“How did you-

“It was so obvious.” He cuts you off and you start to question if this was true. Mina often said it did not look that way because Izuku was always so affectionate and helpful with people, so people often thought that was what was going on between you two. Unless the two of you stated something which hinted at it, most really did not know, so how did he?

Either way you are caught and out of everybody you are glad it is him to find out. You two were always close enough to confide in eachother, “I’m fine just disappointed I guess? I’m still not sure, all I know is that I feel detached from him now in a way.”

He points to the kitchen as he starts to walk that way, indicating that he wants you to follow him which you do. You hop on the counter while he rummages through the fridge, probably trying to find water as well, “so you two were serious then?” He asks, face still in the fridge.

“I wouldn’t say we were serious. Never official, but we have been messing around since our high school days. That makes his rummaging stop slightly before he continues, “so you two were just fucking?”

Your cheeks get hot at this, you weren’t one to shy away from such language or topics but still it was so straight to the point that you let out an embarrassed laugh, “Yes pretty much.” He finally turns around with a water bottle in hand and leans against the fridge, expecting you to continue as he opens the water. “I don’t know what you want me to say. It just sort of happened.” You chuckle awkwardly not sure why he is staring at you so smolderingly, “but why…?” His question confuses you. Was he asking you why you liked Izuku? Or why did it stop? More importantly, why did he care?

You look at hims confused before you shrug, “I mean I don’t know we were always close so I guess that’s why we started to lik-

“Not that dumbass. I’m asking why you guys never made it official?”

“Oh! Well that’s because….” You trail off realizing that you do not know why you two never made it official, towards the end of the situationship you did start having the idea of wanting him to maybe ask you out. Clearly he did not do it then because he liked Uraraka, but what about before then? Unless…. “Well I guess he never saw himself with me like that.” You realize out loud. That hurt once it was said out loud, not because of the idea that he did not see you more than a fuck, but because you allowed yourself to be seen as that.

“Well he fucked up.”

“Yea I guess- wait what?” You almost get whiplash at how fast you look at the man who was nonchalantly drinking his water.  

He throws the empty plastic away and shrugs, “you heard me. He fucked up letting you go.” You could not tell where this was coming from. Was it coming from a place of comfort- him being a friend- or something more. It made you force out a chuckle, a nervous chuckle, and he loved it. That’s all his ears need to hear to get his body switching to that predator mode, right where he wants you.

“Why are you surprised? You also fucked up for letting such a fuckin’ loser hit.” Now your eyes were popping out of your skull as you looked at him, was he really insulting you right now? And to think that you almost thought that he was coming on to you.

You scrunch your eyebrows together as you cross your arms over your chest, “shut up Katsuki this isn’t funny!”

“I’m not joking. I figured you were messing with someone so I didn’t step in, but if I would have known that it was him I would have swept you off your feet a long time ago!” He exclaims as he begins to walk closer to you which makes your body shiver.

He is smiling ever so smugly as he rests his palms on the counter you’re sitting on, on either side of your thighs. “Katsuki what are you talking about!” You squeal as your cheeks burn while you look up at the man, if it was anybody that knew how to fluster you it was always Katsuki. You have that effect on him too and you always chalked it up to your personalities bouncing off of each other, but right now it feels different.

“Don’t act dumb, you know what I’m saying.” He rasps, dropping his head a bit lower so that it is closer to yours as he eyes you seriously.

You are so confused, is he really trying to say that he likes you?, “I.. don’t know what to say.” You can tell that this is not the response that he is looking for, his eyes slightly knitting together as he lets out a huff.

“Have you never thought about me like that?” You think about his question deeply, there is a point in time where you thought that you two could be a thing, “I mean yea our sen-

“Senior year, right.” He confirms it easily, a small smile adorning his face as your answer confirms everything he feels, “me too. When we started getting really close I had the same feeling, but it all seemed to stop. I guess that’s when Deku got to you.” You are never surprised by Katsuki’s perceptiveness, but even this is throwing you for a loop.

You begin to shake your head, “there’s no way you liked me then. I stopped because you seemed so uninterested!”

“I didn’t know how to deal with it, plus I convinced myself you didn’t feel the same… then you didn’t.”

Now your thoughts are racing, he can see all the gears in your head working, as you think about how if you or he would have confessed back in senior year then you very well could have been together right now? Could that be possible?

His grip on your chin breaks you from your thoughts and suddenly you’re all there, “there you go thinkin’ too much like you always do. I know you can relax…” he says as his other large hand starts to trail up your thigh. The hotness of it makes your eyes flick to it in an instance, it feels good against your skin.

He follows your eyes and once he notices that you are watching his hand, he makes a show of squeezing the carmel flesh of your thigh which makes your back arch as you squirm. His other hand that was gripping your chin slips to the back of your neck and it’s equally as hot. So hot. So unlike Deku’s.

“Katsuki I- We can’t-

“If you say so.” He rasps lowly, but he doesn’t move. Instead he stays caressing your neck while twirling the fabric of your oversized sweater, searching your face to see if he has made a mistake when telling you all of this. However, you stare back at him with equal amounts of interest and it makes his stomach flip. God is he nervous, but he finds himself leaning into you and you follow.

You thought his hands were hot, but that is nothing compared to his lips, his tongue, his spit. It is smoldering, not only physically but also due to the force he is putting behind the actions to mold you two together. It is something you have never felt before. This kind of passion, the desperation behind the kiss quite literally transfers to you as you find yourself gripping his shirt to pull him closer. Your skin is hot, ears ablaze, as you start to tangle your tongue with his not caring about your teeth hitting his or the way he nips at your lips. It is dizzying and you want to explore it all.

“I-I thought you said we couldn’t” He said in between kisses to your redden lips and you sigh into his mouth, “shut up asshole.” You whisper breathlessly as you pull back enough to rest your foreheads together, he is equally as out of breath, but that didn’t stop his roaming hands. They squeeze at your side, pulling you closer to him as he slots himself between your legs, “did you like that?”

His hot breath fans your neck where he begins leaving hard kisses which have you rubbing the defined muscles of his back through the fabric, your chest pressing into his as you nod. You can feel his smirk against your skin as he bites at it, making you choke out a gasp at his rough attentiveness and then he’s cockily talking again.

“He didn’t do you right at all huh.. No he didn’t.” And with that he’s hoisting you up which makes your eyes fly open as you cling to him, “Katsuki!” But he’s shushing you by gripping your meaty ass cheeks as his feet stomp their way through the house and into his room.

In a flash his lips are back on yours and a surprised whine slips from your mouth as you kiss him back, fingers weaving into his soft hair. And then you’re falling, landing with a soft ‘oomph’ on his bed as he climbs on top of you. He looms over you, on his knees, and suddenly you feel shy- having him stare at you so intently.

“Don’t get all shy on me now, pretty girl.” He rasps and you’re blushing hard, for all the years you’ve known Katsuki you rarely hear him singing his praises. And whenever you do, it stuns you. It was so unlike him and under current circumstances, makes your stomach flutter in a way that you often tried to ignore.

You are snapped back to reality when you feel the bed shifting under his weight as he tugs his shirt off, but before you can embarrass yourself by staring at his rippling array of muscles and dips, he is pushing the oversized sweater up your legs and exposing the flesh that falls below your breast. His hands are all over you again and any excuse you were going to feebly make melts away under the touch of his hot hands that rub your sides.

He scoots up until his jean cladded bulge knocks into your exposed core under his new position on his knees between your legs which bend upwards to allow him in, “can I?” For once his voice is low and unsure as his hand finds the end of the sweater again, indicating he wants to remove it. One look at his face is all you need to decide to throw caution to the wind, such concentrated focus adorns his normally hard features as he analyzes the new parts of your body that he can now see before he realizes you’re looking at him.

“I’ll do it for you.” And with that you are stripping yourself of the fabric and he groans as he watches your breasts spill from the underside of it, delicious circular globs sit hotly on display for him. He can not even begin to count how many times he imagined what your pretty breasts would look like, what those sexy brown nipples would look like, under his touch.

He found himself gulping hard as he cups them shakily, inhaling air as the buds almost automatically harden under his touch. You don’t have time to say anything because he is dipping down to suckle one of the brown nipples into his hot mouth. A moan erupts from your mouth as he lathers the bud in spit while groping the other, his actions are almost rushed as he pushes you so that your back hits the sheets. He continues his attack on your breasts, using his mouth on the soft flesh to suck and nip while his other hand finds your waist to start to guide your hip upwards and against his.

Another moan tumbles out of you when you feel his stiff cock bumping against you mid region, it’s almost intoxicating how much pleasure that action alone causes. The feeling was mutual though, because a low groan leaves his mouth as he starts to put pressure behind his movements now, making sure he is pressing his weight against you so that you can feel all of him.

This is the start of the grinding, it’s hot and needy from both ends as he marks your flesh. Your head is thrown back as you work to keep your hips moving in time with his like dogs, “You’re needy huh, pretty?”

Your teeth sink into your lip as you nod, eyes fixated on his lowering form leaving a trail of kisses down your stomach and to your waistband. He can feel you stiffen when his hand lands on the elastic material of the shorts, “hey, fuckin’ look at me.” Despite his words, his tone is soft and your eyes meet his ruby ones.

“Do you want me to make you cum?”

Your face is on fire again and your hands fly to your face, “aht aht I said look at me.” His tone is commanding now, serious as he squeezes your thighs. He is so blunt with his words, eyes brimming with tamed excitement as he awaits an answer. You’re not used to this kind of blunt, vulgar ness but it excites you as much as it flusters you.

“Yes.” You manage out barely above a whisper and normally this wouldn’t be enough for the man, but he isn’t going to push you to express yourself anymore outwardly than you’re used to. At least not yet….

With another nod of confirmation from you, he begins to pull your underwear and shorts down and no sooner you’re laying bare in front of Katsuki Bakugou. He is spreading you apart soon thereafter and your hands are flying to your face again under the exposure.

“I always knew you were a nasty girl under that pretty little fuckin’ face of yours!” He states, eyes roaming over your glistening folds in pure desire.

“You never were the quiet type so tell me y/n why are you so quiet tonight?” As you open your mouth to answer, his middle finger is weaving through your folds and then you’re choking on your response.

“I like to hear those pretty sounds, those slutty little noises you make.” He teases as he starts to thumb at your puffy clit which is already sensitive from the grinding. The power he was gaining from having you turn to putty under him had the air sizzling around you too, your skin was starting to heat up to a temperature almost matching his and you wanted more.

“Katsu!” You whine as your hips buck up into his hand, “please, fuck…” you let the desperate words fall from your mouth and he drinks it up. He begins to circle your entrance slightly, almost pushing a finger in before circling again and it has you mewling.

“Please what? You’re going to have to give me more than that.” The smirk in his tone is evident, but so is the strain in his pants. He doesn’t know how much longer he will be able to tease you like this, he wants to consume you. He has waited for so long, but he is on a mission and everything needs to be delivered just as he wanted it.

“Just- just please give me more!” You moan eyes looking at him as he licks his lips and nods, his eyes flick to your pussy where he watches your hole swallow his middle finger. The action makes you arch off the bed as the thick appendage invades your wet insides, and he’s moaning right along with you. He can feel how your walls cling to his mere finger alone and he knows pushing inside you is going to make him lose his mind.

He begins to testingly thrust within your tight cavern and watches your reactions to every movement, how your eyes squeeze shut when he retracts his finger or how your body shakes when it’s fully back inside you. You’re drenched in seconds and he pushes his pointer finger right along with his middle inside you which provides a big stretch, you are gasping at this but it’s nothing like the shudder that comes out of you when you feel his breath on your wet pussy.

“Gonna eat this pretty cunny up.” He declares and then he’s suckling your needy clit into his mouth which erupts a loud, “oh fuck!” from your lips. His hot mouth enclosing your bud sends your mind and body into a frenzy. It almost feels like he is working in slow motion, and maybe he is, lapping slowly at your folds while doing the ‘come here’ motion inside your pussy with his two fingers. His fingers teasingly graze your g spot with a feather like touch that provides an air sucking juxtaposition to the hard pressure behind his tongue.

“I-I-It feels so good!” You gasp out and he’s grunting deeply, using his free hand to push one of your legs back until your thigh is touching your stomach which is when you can start feeling your orgasm approaching.

He can feel your walls spasming around his fingers and this is right where he wants you as he starts to finger fuck your gspot. He makes sure each thrust rams into that spongy spot until he can hear your pussy squelching over your gasps and moans. His tongue begins to flick fastly over your bud as you start ascending, eyes unfocused as your head turns to the side- hand reaching out to clutch the bedsheets.

You can barely make out the digital clock that glows with the number 10:41 on it or the fact that your phone has been dinging on the floor like crazy. No, you can barely breathe as your moans go silent awaiting your impending orgasm, “come on, right there, breathe for me and let go.” He rasps lowly and you’re nodding vigorously only able to hone in on him. On his slurping against your sex as he guides you through the fog, on how his hand is sweaty under his bruising grip on your thigh, on the subtle rock of the bed because he has been grinding into the sheets almost in heat.

You inhale just as he tells you so, unceremoniously, gulping and sucking in rushes and rushes of air as your legs begin to shake around the man’s head. You cum when you exhale, hard and long as the man continues to lick and suck you through your orgasm obnoxiously as he no longer is able to pump his fingers within you as you clamp tightly and pulsate around him.

You blink away some tears that seem to obscure your vision as you try to catch your breath, chest raising and falling as he sits up straight licking his lips like an animal who just devoured its prey. You watch as he begins to take his belt off, ridding himself of his pants after, “that was such a nice one, now I’m going to make sure I do it again and again until we cross into the New Year.” He states, “have you cumming into the New Year right!”

You breathlessly laugh at this, still trying to catch your breath as he rids himself of his underwear before returning to his rightful position in between your legs, but this time with his throbbing cock in hand. It makes your breath hitch as soon as you feel the weight of it on your pubic bone as he parts your legs.

“Put it in like a good girl.” He commands you and you’re falling into the tight confines he has you lust bound by, gripping his cock as best as you can as it barely is able to fit in your hand.

You decide to teasingly rub him against your overly sleek folds, letting it catch on to your clit which makes him groan deeply, hips jerking desperately to feel the sensation against his leaking tip again.

“D-does that feel good?” You shakily ask as you feel his cock twitch heavy in your hand at the sound of your voice. You are observing him now, deeply watching how he responds to everything you do because it was completely new to you- being able to explore another like this.

“Oh I know you’re not trying to tease me, nasty girl?”

“Maybe I am.” You muster up the courage to say and he is baring his teeth at you in a devious smirk as he scoops your wrists into his large hand and holds them over your head. His other hand grabs at your legs, pushing it up as he lines himself up with your entrance in a taunting manner.

“Don’t get yourself into more fucking trouble than you can handle!” He states as his pink cockhead finally meets the bare skin of your pussy hole which makes both of you gasp, but it’s nothing compared to the stretch that ensues once he starts to dip into you.

You’re so aroused by the scene of him pushing- no trying to literally stuff you- full of his cock that you start seeping, “if you’re the trouble then maybe I like it!”

“Hah!” He lets out an amused laugh that turns into a strained moan as he finally stretches you to your capacity. Fat cock buried so deep inside you it feels like he might not be able to even start moving, but your eyes are screwed shut under the searing stretch and he just wants to see your pupils blown out and hear your moans so what does he do?

He begins retracting his hips and your eyes shoot open, “fuck! Ka-katsuki!” You squeal, trying to jerk against his tight grasp on your hands, but he won’t allow it. He wants to see all of you as he delivers his first ever, earth shattering thrust to that beautiful pussy… and the sight was almost too much for him to handle. An almost far away look takes over your features as your eyes, that were on his redding face, unfocus while your eyebrows scrunch together. Your mouth falls open as you let out a beautiful, airey stuttered moan while your pussy quivers around him.

The powerful hold your pussy has on his cock, but that you also have on him, almost pushes him over. The thrust provides intense pleasure through both of your connected bodies and has you both realing for more, desperately. He ends up releasing your hands in favor of throwing your legs on his shoulders, so that he can hold your waist. He begins to plunge completely into you and your moans fly against the walls of his room, his strained voice flowing with them like complementary colors would with each other.

You’re in pure bliss as he starts to increase the power and speed behind each of his thrusts, jolting the bed and making the headboard smack against the wall. Your moans were unrestricted and loud, spewing all kinds of shit but one catches his attention in particular, “I cant believe you havent been fucking me like this all along!”

The statement makes his hips stutter and your skin seems to grow even hotter under the astonishedly turned on expression that takes over his facial features, “yea pretty girl you like this cock that much? Want me to give it to you all the time?” You’re nodding your head vigorously as his thrusts grow more desperate at the look of you utterly succumbing to his cock.

“Yea look at you so desperate for me, you poor thing you must’ve not been getting fucked right all along.” He grumbles just as he starts ramming his length into your spongy spot and you welcome each thrust with one of your own, having placed one of your hands on the bed to hoist yourself up and aid you in bucking forward to match his movements.

“Tell me that I’m better!”

“Huh?” is all you can muster as he starts the obliteration of your walls, yet you’re no better still grinding in time with him. You’re both so delirious, so desperate as you chase highs that neither of you have ever experienced before.

“You fuckin’ heard me!” And with that he is grabbing the back of your neck with both hands and pulling you forward so that your waist now rests on top of his kneeling form, the action effectively pushing him further in you and making you squeal as you wrap your legs around his back..

You’re babbling about how he is so deep now and other shit that you won’t be able to remember, but that is not what he wants to hear and the pulling of your hair signals that as it wills your mind to focus on his question. His teeth begin to graze the hot flesh of your neck before stopping at your ear, “be honest like that pussy. Tell me I’m better.” And then he’s sucking your earlobe into his mouth and still clutching on your hair.

“You are! You are I swear I’ve never-

“Felt this way before?”

You nod as you cup his face between your hands, “feels soooo perfect!” you whine as he starts to grind into you again, rubbing every part of you as his broken moans fan your face. One of his hands finding refuge on your lower back while the other rubs your clit rapidly, “im gonna– fuck fuck fuck-” You smash your lips into his, teeth clanking and he lets out a gasp in response, but eventually kisses you so violently as he continues to smash into your gspot.

He only pulls away when your walls start spasming, “–nghhh fuck yes! Cum on this cock like I know you want to. I bet you want me to fill that delicious cunt up too huh?”

“Please fill this pussy up. Never let him do it. Never-

And at that, a sound that you didn’t even know you could make rips out of you as you come, clenching around him with vigor. He barely registers the fireworks bursting in the distance, indicating the start of the New Year as he is hell bent on hearing every precious sound that you could make. He is putting your back to the sheets as he continues to plow into you convulsing walls, making you babble and claw at his back with your acrylic nails.

He roughly grabs your chin, “take it! You fucking asked for it, riling me up like this, so- fuck- fuckin’ take it all.” He said through clenched teeth as you seep around his length right down to the bedsheets, you’re forced to look at him as you roll into your third orgasm of the night.

He starts to whine and moan as his thrusting picks up to an almost barbaric pace, “that slutty pussy is already cumming again? Fuckkkk, good girl!” He can’t stop the praises that drip from his lips as he nuts inside you with growl like grunts as the headboard starts knocking into the wall again. You’re too out of it to care though, relishing the fact that you can actually feel him cumming inside of you and noting how hot it feels.

You’re both twitching messes as he pulls out only to sloppily gather your mixed juices and stuff them back inside your oozing hole with his two fingers which has you experiencing aftershocks harder, “you look so good with my cum dripping out of you.”

“Fuck Katuski that was…” You breathlessly try to find your words as he kisses your sweaty skin and laughs, “don’t hurt your damn self.”

You decide to laugh at this as you start playing with his hair, “Happy New Year, pretty girl.” Your eyes widen as you realize it quite literally is finally 12:00 and he really did fuck you into the new year.

“Happy New Year you’ve definitely made it memorable already.” You say as you bring him in for a kiss which he seems shocked by and when you pull away he confirms this, “I can’t get enough of you doing that.”

“How about I go get us some drinks and we can continue to celebrate?” He asks as he untangles himself from you while grabbing his underwear to put back on, awaiting your answer.

You bite your lip and nod, “Okay but no promises that i’ll be that nice again.” he says on his way out and as you grab your phone, “that was being nice?” You joke, but he just flips you off before disappearing outside his room.

You begin to reply to numerous Happy New year texts before realizing Mina had messaged you quite a bit, they read:

‘I’m glad you made it home!’

‘Deku left, is he there with you?’

‘Hello, did he go there?’

“Bakugou is gone too’

The last was a garbled happy new year text that clearly indicated that she was drunk, but what did she mean that Deku had left the party? Could she have been mistaken, you wonder?

But she wasn’t because just outside in the kitchen where Katsuki stood grabbing water was a stunned Deku, “How fuckin’ long have you been here, nerd?” He asks as he retrieves two water bottles and awaits the man to muster up the focus to respond as he sips the cool liquid.

“Uh- um not long Kacchan! I forgot something in my room. Ill be leaving soon!” He was such a bad liar and Katsuki was relishing his reactions as he tried to not eye the sweat and mark covered blond.

“Good because I doubt you want to stay long. Y/n’s kinda loud when she’s actually enjoying herself.” The arrogant laugh that erupts out of the man along with an actual smile leaves the freckled face boy stunned and jealous just as he should be.

                                                Final Part !

Ghostface Series Part 1| Ghostface Series Part 2|Ghostface Series Part 3 (this one)

➥➥Kinks included- *Very dark themes*, Oral (F and M Receiving), fingering, CNC, cucking, voyerism, exhibitionism, bondage, knife play, full nelson, smacking, hair pulling, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, Double penetration, anal & anal play such as rimming, squirting, real aggressive sex. Harsh name calling as well.

Description:That’s definitely not your boyfriend and yet it feel so good.

Can you tell ?? ;0

You should have known something was wrong as soon as you realized there was a figure kneeling over you as you groggily woke up out of where you slept on your stomach in bed. Initially, you render it to be your cheeky boyfriend, croaking his name out as you rub your eyes about to turn around. You didn’t understand then that it couldn’t be your boyfriend, him being prone to waking you up as he barrels through the house every time he comes in.

Too sleepy to connect the dots, it’s not until cold nimble fingers are placed firmly on your shoulder blade, keeping you from turning around that you know- your boyfriend is always warm. Your blood runs cold as you go stiff under the man, the bed is the only thing making noise under his shifting weight.

“W-who are you?” You manage out, still as a fucking board and a cold chuckle erupts from the man’s throat.

“It wouldn’t be much fun if I told you.” He says and at this you’re throwing a sharp elbow to the man’s face, scurrying from under him when you hear him inhale roughly. You’re flying off the bed to get to the door of your room and are just about to yank it open when a large, gloved hand slams it closed. The other gripping the back of your neck and squeezing it so hard that you squeal.

“That was so fuckin’ bratty of you.” He snarls as he flips you around and only then can you get a good look at him. He’s wearing a, sadistically covered in blood, Ghostface mask with a long sleeve black shirt underneath. His voice under the guise of another no doubt being modified. He presses his forearm to hold you in place at your collarbones as you glare at him, “let me the fuck go-

You start but he’s tapping a sharp knife to the mouth of the mask uttering a long, “shhhhhhhh sh sh sh.” Your mouth runs a bit dry, fear courses through your veins at the upper hand this man definitely has now as he laughs again. His chest rising and falling, his lean muscles on full display through the tightness of the shirt as he moves the knife closer to your face.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of this? That’s not true is it.” He states as he taps the weapon on your cheek and you gulp slightly before the sharp metal tip is lightly scratching into your skin. He pulls it further down, dragging it to the bottom of your chin, making your chest rise and fall with rugged vigor. Fearful, but intrigued all the same, as he pulls the weapon down the front of your neck and stops in between the valley of your breasts.

You can’t see it but he’s smirking under the mask, making the knife catch on the material of your lace bra before it pierces through. Your bra rips open and your breasts spill out, making you gasp as you try to move away from his hold. He only snickers at this, your attempts are beyond futile, as he pushes you down on the bed.

Your hands are bound tightly behind your back no sooner as he positions you at the foot of the bed, tying your ankles together next. You aren’t any stranger to rope play, and you can tell neither is this man. The knots are meticulous and the restraint they create are strong and utterly tight. Even so, you wiggle and squirm trying to loosen them or find one that is faulty and willing to give way when he speaks again, “you’re always so disobedient.”

He’s yanking you up by your hair now, “I hate that.” He sneers into your ear as he straddles your back, the ache in your scalp only multiplying as he strains to hold you in place. The cold knife is felt again on the side of your thigh and your squirming stops as it moves farther and farther up your supple skin, the pointy weapon providing a dizzying juxtaposition to the slight piercing, tickling sensation it is actually producing. You like this too much, you think, what would your boyfriend think if he knew.

You don’t know it but the man will not dare to actually pierce into your beautiful skin. He knows better than to leave those kinds of scars on your body, either way he’ll surely be marking your body soon just in a different manner. He roughly dips the blade under the side of your panties and you can hear the fabric screaming under it, fibers snapping as he slices it to ribbons.

“All the fake fighting in shit only for you to be this goddamn wet already. Did you really think I was your little boyfriend?” He mocks, crying out your boyfriend’s name like you had done earlier and heat rises to your face.

“He-he’ll be here soon!” You lie through your teeth, you don’t know when the fuck your boyfriend will be home, but it just seems like a good thing to say, to maybe make him retreat. Is that what you want?

He’s unfazed though, more excited even, as he props your legs open as much as they can, “well then let’s see how far we get before he comes along because you see dear I think you’re this wet allll for me.” With that his eyes burn holes into your body, admiring you in this convoluted position. Seeing you all bound and helpless before him is such a power trip especially with how snarky you normally are. Your hands cutely behind your back, tied all the way to the elbow while your ankles are equally restrained together. Flat on your stomach and naked to the touch.

You know you shouldn’t like what comes next, but something about it is so delicious. The man brings a large palm down on your asscheek, causing you to yelp out a cry not because you are in pain but because it startles you. “C’mon I know your dirty little boyfriend is at least a bit harsher to you.” This should have frightened you, the fact that he knows the mannerisms of your intimate life, but before you can answer he’s cracking his hand against your fleshy ass again and you’re mewling.

“That’s funny y/n. It almost sounds like you like it.” He teases as he slaps the skin again, harder, making you wince and wither in demented pain and pleasure. “Your boyfriend pampers you too much and I’m not going to do that.” Another smack with jolting force makes you clench your teeth. It’s true too, your boyfriend isn’t as rough as you know you can handle. He always says he never wants to get carried away, too scared to hurt you, but you wonder seriously if he’d ever give you what you want.

“Do I know you?” you shakily ask and the man hums as he rubs the rising, wilted flesh of your ass.

“Are you trying to find a justification for liking this?” His question comes out smug and you’re red in the face just as your ass is. You try to seem serious when you shake your head in disagreement, but you know you must look like a liar as he starts to grope at your ass more harshly. The skin is soft, he feels that even through the gloves he has on and by god does he want to devour you. It was getting harder to wait, for fucks sake he should be allowed to do a bit more than this right?

He should, he decides as he testingly runs his pointer finger up and down your slit and you arch off the bed in surprise, “I’m trying to wait until your boyfriend gets here, but you’re making this so hard.” He growls as he yanks your hips up, so that you’re pathetically in doggy. Knees doing all the work since you are restrained, upper body still resting on the bed, you are now utterly exposed to him. Your whole core at the mercy of his eyes as you glisten and throb under his intense gaze, “can I start or do you want me to wait until your boyfriend gets here, hm? Either way he’ll be watching.”

You gulp at this, your stomach is twisting in suspense and anticipation at his words. You are starting to understand that he isn’t here to hurt you and his mannerisms are starting to become a bit familiar. If this is what you are thinking then you are…overjoyed. Even so, you’re too jumbled up inside to make a decision based on the little that you know and he knows this.

“We can start early, why don’t we?” He decides for you and you whimper, more excited than before, as you squirm which makes him slap your pussy.

“O-ow!” You shockingly babble and he’s rolling his eyes, smacking you again which makes you moan.

“I know you can take more than this, so be a good slut and take it.” He instructs as he shoves two fingers inside you, truthfully making you wince. They’re so long and it’s proving to be a tight squeeze, but not for long. The lack of regard for prepping you has you leaking all over him, making fingering you all the more easy. He’s quiet for a moment, so sooo entranced by how beautiful your cunt is and how hot it looks stretching out on his fingers. How dare his buddy keep you all to himself for such a long time. There is no way he is holding back now.

“Oh my go-

You stop yourself by biting your lip as he nudges his fingertips into your needy gspot and he can’t help how his mouth drops open a bit as you subconsciously arch into his fingers to feel the prodding again. His mental restraints snap as he grips your asscheek to spread it apart to start cramming his fingers as far as humanly possible in you, curling into your most sensitive spot.

“Look at you, such a dirty bitch.” The harsh words mixed with the harsh fingering has you twitching while little moans start to fly out of your mouth. Your squelching is so loud that he almost misses the unlocking of the front door, almost. He stops abruptly and you whine loudly before you can even protest, let alone realize that you’re protesting, he is hopping off of the bed so stealthy. He shoves his hands in his pockets to bring out duct tape which he expertly rips and slaps across your mouth. After, he stretches his lean body out before looking down at you, “show time.”

You’re shocked until he leaves the room, what follows is loud grunts and thumps before he kicks the door open with his foot, tsking “fuckin’ hell you both are a lot of work.” He has your boyfriend in hand, more like has your boyfriend’s hands behind his back as he shoves him to sit in the desk chair. He makes sure it’s directly facing you as he works to restrain him to it which proves hard since your boyfriend is fighting and yelling, “y/n d-did this prick hurt you?”

A laugh bubbles out of the masked man when you sporadically shake your head ‘no’ without even realizing how crazy you are being.

“See she likes it and I haven’t even done much. Why don’t I fill you in?”

With that he returns to the position on the bed over you, making sure to tug your ass back in the air all the while your boyfriend is yelling out protests to get his hands off and away from you. You’re wide eyed, staring into his beautiful eyes when you feel the anonymous man’s fingers prodding at your entrance again. The way your eyes flutter can’t be controlled as he skillfully remembers exactly where the spot is that makes you arch and twitch.

“We’ve gotten a bit acquainted.” The man chuckles as he slaps your ass aggressively which makes your boyfriend’s eyes twitch. He can’t believe his eyes. He has never seen you like this in all the times he’s ravished you, too scared to show you how nasty he has thought about treating you. But now seeing you all tied up, naked, and with your ass in the air while some stranger is two fingers deep in you stirs something in him.  

“Look how fast I make your whore girlfriend cum.”

Your eyebrows are furrowed inward as your eyes unfocus on your boyfriend. He knows that face too well, he knows you are cumming on that asshole’s fingers, almost on command which makes the man let out a low impressed whistle. When you are done and panting hard under the rough duct tape he smacks your pussy which is puffy and sensitive, causing you to squirm and hips to fall.

He smacks the side of your face as soon as the tops of your thighs meet the bed sheets and your boyfriend is yelling again, angrily, but the man just ignores him “did I tell you to fucking let your legs fall?” When you don’t answer he smacks you again, adding a bit more force to the point where it stung and it’s enough to pull you out of the shocking orgasm you just had. You’re shaking your head rapidly and he hums in approval, watching as you arch yourself again.

“You see how she’s getting ready for me? This is what happens when you don’t properly discipline a bitch.” He’s talking to your boyfriend now, but you whimper at how harsh he is being to you. What will it take for you to get some praise, you sickly think, as you wag your ass for him which even surprises him.  

“Looks like somebody wants to please their Master, huh? I didn’t know you were this nasty y/n. You must be a handful for your boyfriend. That’s okay, I’ll teach him a thing or two.” With that you hear the bed creaking again before teeth are digging deeply into the swell of your asscheek which makes you squeal against the adhesive tape on your mouth.

“D-don’t fucking mark her!” Your boyfriend yells, but the strain in his pants betrays him entirely. He is enjoying this too, watching as the man sucked and bit the same flesh he often ran his hands, lips, tongue over. He is fucking tainting you so perfectly. You on the other hand are so deeply invested in how his teeth dig into you and how hard he sucks the skin into his mouth that you are reeling, drunk even, and waiting for what he is to do next.

Your eyes are squeezing shut when feeling his long tongue curl under you pussy to land on your clit, whole mouth open and drooling on you as he makes a show of quite literally having your whole sex within his mouth. His nose is bumping uncaringly against your ass as he starts to lap you all over. His mouth is so hot, nothing like his cold fingers and demeanor, as he greedily flicks his tongue over your bundle of nerves. You’re moaning so hard now against the moistening duct tape that you can barely make out something constantly getting caught on your clit, so deliciously before he’s pulling away and panting roughly. He is lust bound by the couple of minutes he took to lap you up, gulping down your arousal with and  neediness as he relished the taste and abundance.

He sits up quickly, straight on his knees and you can hear his belt unbuckling, “sorry buddy. I can’t seem to hold back.” He rasps as he shoves his jeans and underwear to the mids of his thighs which effectively is enough to snap your boyfriend out of the trance he was put in by watching you get eaten alive.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” He seethes seriously this time as he starts to pull on his restraints, but the man is too busy pumping his heavy cock in his hand. He yanks the gloves off to spread the pre all over his length before he presses it against your folds. You can feel how hot and heavy it is as he pulses against you which makes your legs wobble and give out. He growls now, “Useless whore. I told you to stay up, but since you like being down there so much-” He smashes your face into the bed sheets as he begins to rut his full rod like cock between your entire pussy. This time the duct tape does little to hide your noise when you feel it bump into your clit. It sends you reeling with the realization of just who you are dealing with, all suspicions confirming at the feel of the fat cockhead and the cool meta-

“You fuckin’ dick!” Your boyfriend is up in a flash, bopping the man in the head before yanking the damned mask off with anger.

“I told you not to get your dick anywhere near her pussy Touya! It’s too much when she doesn’t know who you are! It’ll scare her!”

“Listen Keigo, she’s not stupid. She knows it’s fucking me. For fucks suck who else has a cock piercing.” Dabi groans annoyedly at the fact that he got interrupted.

“Move your damn hand you barbarian.” Hawks is yanking his hand off its spot on your head that was still pushing you into the mattress. He cups your pretty face while gently pulling the duct tape off.

“Is that true kid? Did you know it was him?”

You look into his golden eyes and nod slowly, “I kind of started to pick up on it, but I definitely felt the- the piercing.” You’re blushing at this, twitching against the cock that is still pressed firmly against your folds which makes Dabi bite his lip as he moves to grip your hip.

“Are you sure he wasn’t too rough? Your face is all red!” He pouts before throwing an angry glare at Dabi who only rolls his eyes and shrugs.

“Stop treating her like glass. She wants to be broken, sucha whor-

“Untie her arms at least, asshole.”

He is snickering before he starts to untie your arms and legs, while Hawks dotes on you like the loving boyfriend that he is, “are you okay with this? I tried to listen to what you told me last time. And well believe it or not he’s the only idiot that I would ever allow near you”

You’re trying to catch your breath and compose yourself as Dabi’s nimble fingers graze your skin while he frees you, remembering how you told Hawks you would be down for this exact situation as long as it’s with someone he trusted. It was said when you were trying to get him to understand just what you were okay with in bed since he often was afraid to get too crazy. You never thought he’d listen.

“I’m very okay with this. He wasn’t too rough. Just mean.” You pout which has the black haired man rolling his eyes as he pushes you back into the bed, catching you two off guard, and forcing you to arch again.

“Gonna let me stuff you now? For all my hard work. I’ll show you just how mean-

“You are not fucking her-”

“It’s not your choice. It’s her body Keigo.” Dabi snarkily says, “so wouldya say y/n?”

You ponder for a moment before finally speaking, mind clouded with the feel of Dabi’s piercing cover cock, parting your sticky folds. “You told me how you’ve always wanted to w-watch, right?” You ask and Hawks can’t help but blush a bit at recalling how turned on he said he’d be watching you in this situation. His pants grow tighter as he licks his lips and nods. For the first time of the night you turn back to look at Dabi.

He has a cocky grin on his face as he begins to slap his heavy mass on your cunt, “go ahead” you breathily say. He grins now, pulling his shirt off with one hand while positioning himself at your entrance and pushing into you unabashedly like the barbarian he is. His goal is to stuff you to hilt in one swoop, you know to really knock the air out of you, but you are so damn tight that he can’t. Your sex cuffs his girth so snuggly that he can barely sink half way inside without being stopped as it feels you are going to snap him off.

“Agh! Keigo h-he’s so big!” You squeal, clenching even more which makes the man hiss and squeeze one eye shut. His fingers digging crescents into your flesh, “this is why I take it easy on her. You feel how tight that pussy is. It’s dangerous.” The dirty blond says smugly while watching Dabi try to control his emotions as he tries to push further, but your walls are just sooo unforgiving as they suction onto him even more.

“Fuckin whore, can’t move if youre being so desperate.” The cold man is astonished by the fact that he hasn’t come yet.

“C’mon kid. Show Touya how good your pussy is. Show him that pussy that daddy just loves.” He coos as you struggle to accomdot the veiny intrusion, decorated with piercings, but you sniffly nod your head as you push yourself backwards, stretching yourself open around your boyfriend’s friend’s cock.

“W-wait.” Dabi sputters, but it’s too late. You’re so cute and determined and inching further and further onto him with much more vigor than before. As soon your ass comes flush with his abdomen, you both cry out at the feeling of his piercing knocking into your cervix.

“Keigo!!!” You moan loudly as you quiver and Dabi’s firms up as much as he can upon hearing this. Grounding himself as he yanks your face upwards by your chin as he bends over you so that your cheeks are touching, “ ‘the fuck you keep calling his name for?” His eyes are wild as he turns the tables on you, pulling out of you and back in so quickly that when he pounds into your cervix this time, tears wield in your eyes.

“Say my damn name, I’m the one in your fucking insides right now.” He growls as he starts to grind into you, positioned on his knees as he stays buried inside, grinding to repeatedly rub against your walls.

“Oh my— TOUYAA!!” The squeal that he forces just bubbles past your lips and you gasp once you realize that you said his name, face going red as your eyes flick to your boyfriend who looks down at you with an almost sinful grin.

“That’s so naughty of you. Yelling out my best friend’s name right in front of me?” The blond’s eyes don’t match his words though, they swirl with dark excitement as he gets more aroused.

“I-I Is that oh-kayyy?” Your sentence wavers as Dabi flicks your clit a bit, grasp finally leaving your face.

Hawks only hums as he takes in your lewd position, impaled so cutely on his friend’s cock and still looking to him for approval. What a time to be alive, he thought, “darling I arranged for this.”

“He really did and I think it’s time to properly thank him.” Dabi growls as he shoves you back on all fours, fingers skillfully weaving in your hair so that he can pull your face up a bit to be eye level with your boyfriend’s pants.

One look up to see how the avian man was staring down at you with low eyes made your pussy wetter, “c’mon Keigo use her mouth. It’s still available and she’s waiting.” He did not need any convincing, ridding himself down to the boxers before slipping his pretty cock out. You sigh contently when seeing it, throwing an adoring look at him before opening your mouth.

Both men are aroused by your show as Hawks puts himself in your mouth. You quickly make work of moaning around him while sucking and wetting his whole length up. Just when you throw a lewd look at him, Dabi retracts himself all the way to the tip before pushing fully back inside.

The moan gets stifled by how far Hawk’s cock lodges in your throat, the force of Dabi’s thrust propelling you forward on the other man. The sudden action makes your teeth graze more harshly along your boyfriend’s length than you would have done, making him sputter out his own moan.

“Suck him properly or else.” Dabi threatens as he begins to rhythmically fuck into you tight heat, each thrust parting your gummy walls while each retraction rubbed them teasingly slow. Your boyfriend’s hand is snaking down to your throat as he begins his own snapping of the hips.

He’s groaning loudly as he feels where his cock falls in your throat upon each thrust as you gag and slurp around him, eyes teary as you begin to moan too. It’s dizzying and you almost feel like it isn’t real, being able to take both men’s actions, but then Dabi lands a painfully hot slap to your ass and you’re all there again.

“Don’t you start to fuckin going dumb yet, we haven’t even fucked you at the same time.” Your body jerks at this as you try to look at your boyfriend in shock, but he almost ignores your bewildered looks as he lazily smirks and shrugs his shoulders. He’s still plunging into your throat when Dabi chuckles at your weak attempts to talk.

He pulls out of you before collecting all of the slick you’ve produced on his cock and slathering it on your asshole which makes you jump, “you’re lucky I’m prepping you.”  With that he begins to circle his pointer finger around your ass and inches inside slowly, but when seeing how fast it plunges in he throws a quick glance at the other man.

“She’s a nasty girl, she doesn’t need the prep. She’s taken stuff up the ass.” He grunts as you start to play with his balls, but when registering what he said you’re shaking your head. You’ve certainly never taken anything as big as Dabi and you want to voice that, but he cuts you off soon thereafter.

Pierced tongue circling around your puckering hole which makes you gasp loudly, Hawks’s member coming out of your mouth with a loud ‘pop’.

“I-I haven’t taken anything really b-

It’s your boyfriend’s turn to grab you by the face roughly, firmly squeezing your cheeks between his hands as he gives you a stern look. “You can take it. I say so.”

Your eyes gloss over at the sight and sound of your man being so dominant and you nod in a trance which makes him smirk, pulling you forward to plant a soft kiss on your lips. He doesn’t stop there though he’s turning his head to the side to slip his tongue in your mouth which you happily allow.

You get lost in his mouth having missed his sweet lips, but are torn from the delicacy when you feel Dabi’s member placed at your asshole. You’re about to pull back, but the blonds hand flies to the back of your head to keep you in place as your eyes fly open. His mouth consumes your whimpers that turn into squeals as Dabi pushes himself inside your quivering asshole.

Even with him having lapped you up back there and slathering the slick from your vagina on you, it still feels utterly helpless as he stretches you to the max. By the time he is fully inside, you have tears streaming down your face because of how weird it feels. It hurts but not as much as you anticipated, how full he is making you feel is what has you squirming and hiccuping.

“I know I know. It just feels so good right? You don’t know what to do with your dumb self.” Dabi mocks as you cry against Hawks’s lips to which he finally releases the hold on your head.

“Let’s get these legs of yours up too.”

With that the black haired man is hoisting you up so that he has your legs up on your shoulders, back flush against his chest as he full Nelsoned you- exposing you fully to your man who growls.

It is the Pro Hero’s turn to mount the bed, positioning himself on his knees right in front of you as he grips his dripping erection. He quickly spits on your pussy before he fixes himself at your entrance, “w-wait I don’t think I ca-

You’re red in the face when the fiery man smashes you against him tighter, daring you to protest “something you wanna say?”

In the short time it takes you to think about defying him, the blond is plummeting through your silky needy walls with his own desperate vigor. He doesn’t stop until he bottoms out and when he does you yelp, feeling his fat cock knock into Dabi’s who sucks in his own rush of air.

“F-fuckin shit kid it’s a real tight fit in here now that you have a cock stuffed in that hot ass too.” Hawks sputters, but you’re too busy trying not to cum to even register his words. It’s not until Dabi starts to move that you’re pulled back into this moment while Hawks starts to thrust in time with his friends.

The cloak of pleasure that washes over you makes your toes curl as you start to finally try and verbalize how you’re feeling. But you can’t even get a sentence out before Dabi’s mocking your weak attempts at speaking.

“You see that Keigo? Seems she’s trying to formulate sentences.” He strains and the blond is laughing.

His fingers immediately find your puffy, sticky clit which he starts to run tight circles around, “it’s okay this will get her babbling. She loves when daddy plays with her pussy right?” He states as he grabs you by the face and you mewl loudly while nodding.

That’s just what you start doing too, babbling about how they’re mean for making you feel this good as the man continues to rub rough circles around your clit. His pace starts picking up when the two start to trade thrust. One pounding fully in while the other is pulling out just to shove inside while the other starts to pull out.

There is quite literally no depth of you not getting fucked and you start to see white, legs shaking by your ears as they course with pleasure and pain from Dabi’s hold. Just as you thought you couldn’t get more fucked, Hawks starts to coax you to turn your head so that you can see Dabi.

You’re about to plummet into the depth of your strongest orgasm ever when the blond starts to whisper about how you should kiss his best friend. Teary eyes laced with obedience, you press your wet puffy lips to the man’s cold ones silencing what would have been his protests which shocks him completely.

His hips stutter while he lets out a low whiny moan against your lips as you kiss him passionately. Absentmindedly moving your lips against his as you start to convulse, getting lost in his skillful flicks and their thrusts. Your orgasm has your holes clenching, but the feel of your lips on his has Dabi pumping your asshole full of his cum.

Losing his composure as he drops your legs, which are quickly caught by Hawks who holds them by the backs of the thighs to continue to fuck into you, while Dabi favors holding your face in his scarred hands now. He doesn’t want you going anywhere as he continues to fuck you through his and your orgasm, hands clamped on your face as you start to try and squeal about being overstimulated.

It doesn’t matter. Dabi is too lost in the feel of your lips and the thought of even being able to kiss his friend’s girlfriend that he doesn’t mind his own cocks cries of overstimulation much less yours. Hawks on the other hand is just nearing his nut, having basked in the bliss of watching you two kiss each other so passionately.

You’ve since gone limp on Dabi as he finally coos praises about how “you are actually such a good girl, taking both of us. Such a pretty doll for us to wreck.” He encourages Hawks to praise you while snaking a cold hand around the man’s shoulders until he can harshly mess with the upper base of his wings.

He lets out a shocked and broken moan, head thrown back as he cums violently. Shaking and all and you can only whine as your body drinks up all that your boyfriend offers as he pantingly twitches while Dabi chuckles out, “good boy.”

The after care is a blur for you, but both men take it seriously. Washing you up and rubbing you down with lotion before putting you in soft clothes and cleaning up the sheets. Hawks has to quite literally convince Dabi to stay, saying you’d be upset if you woke up and he wasn’t there.

You were more than eliated to wake up sandwiched in between both strong chests, their light snores making you curl into them more. It seems that you may have gotten yourself another boyfriend…

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Good grief loves, this shit was hard to write. My first multi characters piece so sorry if it was bad. Also sorry that it was late, I’ve been going through it– what else is new amr. 

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Second part to the Ghostface series | Apart of Kinktober 2021

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Description: You didn’t think that flirting with Ghostface in a haunted House would leave you so… helpless.

➥➥ Included Kinks: Oral (F and M Receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, Slight darker themes such a power dynamics, restraints, slight blackmail ig if you squint, orgasm denial, face fucking, gagging, hair pulling, smacking, some exhibitionism, anal play, squirting. Use of the words- ‘daddy’, ‘brat’, ‘slut’. Characters are aged up. MINORS DNI.

wc: 5.4 k

You walk past the line of excited and partially tipsy college students to the side entrance that Jirou had told you would be on the north side of the building. You thought you were running late, but had received a text not too long ago from her, saying the opening of the haunted house was going to be pushed back an hour or so and to take your time. The problem was that you were already just about there when you had received the text so you figured you would still go inside to aid her and the others in setting up the room within the house.

You had figured you’d easily stumble upon the evil doctor themed room or that you’d see someone who, by your costume: a rather dark themed slutty nurse, would point you in the right direction. However, after aimlessly walking into the wrong rooms and not seeing anybody occupying them, you started to feel a bit lost. You remember her saying that you all would be on the first floor, so you are confused as to why you haven’t discovered them.

At this point, there is one room left and to the right of the door, on its wall, is a large glass mirror. You feel it is fitting of the theme so you fling the door open and see that it is dimly lit inside and only decorated with some light blood on the walls and a table in the center which seems to have restraints on it. The door closing startles you enough to make you yelp which alerts the other person in the room.

“Holy- holy shit I didn’t see you there-

You stop talking as the person turns around and you see who they are dressed up as, “oh Mr.Ghostface how original.”

“And what are you supposed to be?” The person inquires and you can hear the dull, unimpressed tone that laces his voice even though the voice changer.

You pout, walking up to him and doing a little twirl before his eyes, “c’mon Mr.Ghostface I’m a slutty nurse can’t you see or should I give you a better look?” You tease and you can hear him click his tongue in annoyance.

“You’re too eventful. It’s annoying enough that I have to participate in this haunted house. I can’t handle you too-

“You don’t mean that, do you? I’m sure you were just sitting around here bored, why wouldn’t you want to have some fun. Matter of fact, I have some time to spare too!” You giggle actually very amused by the person under the mask. You loved the game of not getting enough attention from someone acting high and mighty just for them to succumb to you eventually. You were also eager to see who you were going to be able to sink your claws into, what unsuspected boytoy laid under that mask.

“It was quiet when you weren’t here though.” He states as he crosses his arms over his very defined chest. He is only wearing a black t-shirt so you can see the definitions of his upper body not to mention the muscles of his strong arms. Black ripped jeans adorn his long legs as you calculate he must be about 6 feet or so. All contributing to your throbbing cunt at this point.

You feign ignorance, “quiet and boring.” You say as you cross your arms too.

He sighs as he starts tapping his foot on the floor, “what do you want from me?”

A wicked smile forms on your face as you say, “duh to play a game!” All the while meaning much more provocative activities. If he didn’t have a mask on then you would have seen how he rolled his eyes, but bit his lip at the naughtier idea that, too, popped up in his mind. Maybe this could be fun, he starts to think, after all he has always had his eyes on you. A lot more than he’d like to admit and low and behold you come strutting into his room, just asking to be put into your place.

“What did you have in mind?”

“Hello you’re the one who is Ghostface, you should know.”

“Hmhm… I see… What’s your favorite scary movie, Miss nurse?” He asks and you just about die hearing the condensing tone in his voice. You lick your lips, as you look up at him about to spew an answer.

“The one where the man dressed as Ghostface fucks the little helpless nurse.”

Now, knowing that you two are in sync in your desires, the man decides it’s really time to have fun, “I’ve never heard of it.” He smirks and you pout, rolling your eyes and backing away from him which makes him chuckle.

You start to pay attention to the decorations in the room a bit more in detail as you scheme something up to provoke the man, “you’re a bit mean huh?” You mutter finally nearing the table in the center of the room.

Your eyebrows knit together as you try to figure out how one would be restrained to it before it finally comes together. A small hum comes out of your mouth as you lean forward so that you’re bent over on the table. Breasts press against the wooden top as you place your hands through the little metal clasps.

“Is this how your dirty little contraption works?” You laugh as you shake your ass a bit, but halt quickly as you feel his presence behind you. So suddenly.

He’s clasping the constraints in a flash, so that your wrists are bound to the table while, rasping a “no” as he fixes you just how he wants. You’re shocked at this, not understanding how he switched from being so uninterested to alert. You start stuttering, “h-hey what are-are you doing?!”

He’s only humming at this, bending down to catch your ankle and clasp it to one leg of the table before doing the same to the other. By the end of it, you’re effectively confined to the table with legs spread apart, “this is how it works”.

Your heart is hammering against your chest as he runs a finger up the back of your thigh, admiring his work before reaching the frilly skirt that very poorly covers your ass. He wastes no time in flicking it upwards to expose your cute red panties, licking his lips as he notices the darkening wet spot on them. How cute.

“Ah, you’re a lot quieter now I thought you wanted to make a movie?” He coos and all you can do is stutter, completely flustered by the change in dynamics. How did he get the upper hand? You think, skin breaking out in goosebumps as he continues to trail his finger over your flesh.

A harsh slap lands on your ass and you just know the skin is reddening and rising as you let out a cute pained, moan. “Answer me, do you want to continue?”

You whimper attempting to shake your ass for him as you nod your head which lies on the table, “this is nothing I can’t handle.” He shakes his head and lands another slap to your ass loving how it bounces and bruises so easily under his touch.

“What a modest nurse, good then, I’ll enjoy seeing just how far you can go.”

Something about that makes your stomach bloom in hot anticipation as he pulls down your red panties, a rush of cold air hitting your cunt and making you squirm. You can hear the floorboards creak under the pressure of his dirty converse shoes as he squats down behind you, using one of his fingers to spread your pussy lip.

“Fuck.” You whisper, loving how exposed you are to him, knowing that some stranger is watching your pussy hole clench and unclench with the want of something as it grows wetter.

He whistles lowly at this, impressed by “how much of a dirty little slut you are.” He then runs two fingers up your pussy and it makes you quiver a bit which he enjoys, watching those sweet plush thighs and full asscheeks jiggle in his face. Gosh he’s going to wreck you just right he thinks.

He stands up abruptly and bends over you so that his chest is against your back before weaving his middle finger through your soaked folds, “this is pretty sinful of you baby”. He states as he increases the speed of his finger, finally allowing it to rub against your clit.

“Don’t care, don’t care I-I just want them inside.” You state wagging your ass from side to side in hopes that he would listen.

“I’m going to make a brat like you understand how to act in the presence of a real dom.” He growls as he pulls his finger away from your cunt to slap it roughly and you gasp loudly, jolting forward some.

You begin to protest again, “but- but I want it already. Stop teasing me!” He only chuckles, his eager bulge under his jeans beginning to press against your folds. The friction makes you optimistic as you both begin to grind into each other. His coarse hands grabbing your hips to further the rolling of his hips even thrusting into you which creates a soft omph noise.

“Now the games really start…” He mumbles and suddenly he’s swirling two fingers around your clit, “If you listen to me, then you’ll get to cum very hard tonight. If you don’t listen then you’ll be very disappointed. Understand?”

You nod your head slowly while starting to indulge in his ministrations which causes him to grunt before yanking your head up by your hair. Your eyes fly open because in the same instance of his pulling, he’s plugging those two fingers into your pussy hole.

“Use your fucking words when I’m talking to you.”

You choke on a moan, “ye-essss yess! I understand!”

“Good girl.” He replies loosening his hold on your hair as he starts to rake his fingers through it, massaging your scalp where you’d have an undeniable ache because of his yanking. You couldn’t help but feel oddly warm and turned on by his approval, succumbing to his actions.

He is good at multitasking in this way as he gently massages your scalp, but starts to completely piston his middle and ring finger into your pussy, “fu-uck yes yes!” You groan bouncing back into his fingers now wanting to push them further in, wanting them to touch your g spot.

He would have scolded you for acting without his permission, but the way your ass bounces on his fingers is something he is starting to relish, watching the flesh ripple upon every impact with his hand. The masked man finds himself wanting to see more, so he starts to twist his finger around in your pussy, knocking into your sweet spot and making you cry out.

“You’re leaking so nicely right now.” He purrs, “your fingers are so l-long!” You state as he starts to curl into your g spot, abusing it repeatedly as if he was smashing a button over and over again. Your slick is running down his palm and wrist as you start to fall victim to his fingers.

He picks up on this like a pro, “are you about to cum sweetheart?“ he asks, getting close to your ear. The weight of him against your back again, his warmth, just heightens the orgasm that was approaching.

“Yes, ‘m gonna cum! Gonna cum!”

He snickers at this as he pumps faster, only uttering one word at that moment: “Don’t.” You, through the fog of it all, try to turn your head to look at him, eyebrows knitting together in confusion and strain, “w-why, what do you-

“I’m not going to let you.” He cuts off your rambling as he pulls his fingers out of you, making your legs shake as your orgasm trickles away, so close to having bubbled over. Your lip quivers and he’s snickering all over again, “I’m just training you baby. You waltzed in here like such a fucking brat it would be a shame if I didn’t correct you!”

As you’re trying to find the right words to articulate how angry you are, he squats down before your pussy again. Your anger starts to dissolve as the hairs on your body stand to attention because you can feel his breath on you. That means his mask has to be slightly elevated if not completely off. Just as you’re about to try and turn your head to get a better angle he’s smacking your thigh, “keep your eyes ahead or else.”

Biting your lip, you decide to obey and he’s quickly pressing his lips to your pussy which has your back arching. A long “oooo” leaves your lips as he begins to make out with your pussy, his own soft lips moving as if he were making out with an actual mouth. He gulps a few times before sucking and slurping again, suckling your folds into his mouth and between his lips where he pulls at them slightly. “-taste amazing”, he speaks into your folds.

If you weren’t restrained right now then your hand would be on his head right now, stuffing him as far as he could go, not caring about if he could breathe because he was damn good at this. When he pulls back again he spits on your clenching hole which makes you moan, the feeling of his hot glob of spit strategically landing right on your entrance before he starts spreading it around with his fingers was making drops of sweat form on your skin.

He slips them back in again before warning you, “don’t cum.” His voice was low and raspy and it was oh so familiar. If you weren’t being such a slut in lust right now you’d surely be able to identify him, but any intelligence is lost when he starts to pump his fingers into your tiny hole while sucking on your clit. He’s growling and moaning in harmony with the squelching of your obnoxiously soaked pussy.

“How a-am I not supposed to cum?” You shriek as he starts to get harsher and sloppier with his movements, pumping into your g spot ever so deliciously while shaking his head from side to side in your cunt. You’re reaching your peak when he starts lapping at you with a hot, flat tongue feeling the coil in your stomach about to snap.

“I can’t, I’m going to- cum!” You yell and as soon as this leaves your mouth, he leaves you. The frustration makes you ball your hands into fists.

“This shit isn’t fair!” You shout and he tsks pulling your hair swiftly again, “that fucking mouth of yours is such a problem.” He harshly let’s you go before making his way to the front edge of the table, walking up to it so that his struggling, defined bulge is in your face. You flick your eyes back and forth between it and his masked face.

“I’d be impressed if you can handle this. In fact it might even warrant a reward.” He states as he pulls his shirt up, holding it under his chin as he unbuttons and unzips his pants. You ponder disobeying, but you weren’t in a position to act much bratty plus you were more than ready to cum and if that meant seeing this through a bit more then fine.

He’s yanking down his underwear and jeans slightly, allowing his big cock to slap against his stomach and your face. You can see that the pretty, pink tip has already started leaking with precum and you’re quick to swipe at it with your tongue.

“Oh fuck- very good girl.” He groans as he thrusts slightly forward, making his cock slide into your mouth before he hesitates then pulls entirely back out.

“Look, um the safe word is Halloween okay?” He’s serious too not having any intentions on letting whatever the fuck this is get out of hand and you slightly swoon, “thank you”.

He hums at this, realizing you’re very cute in any context as you open your mouth and stick your tongue out as a signal to continue. He grabs his throbbing cock and pushes it into your mouth, but doesn’t stop until he’s bottomed out. Your nose presses cutely to his pubic bone as you gag, legs shaking as he moves to retract only half way, watching as you inhale sharply. Your eyes are glassy already and they squeeze shut when he thrusts back inside.

You’re moaning and trying to swirl your tongue and suck him as he starts to find a pace to quite literally fuck your face to. He’s tightly cupping your face with both hands as he starts to rhythmically snap his hips forward. You only have a few seconds in between to breathe and your throat is beginning to raw, but you like the way he is using your mouth like his own plaything. It turns you on and has you getting slicker by the second.

At one point, he bottoms out in your throat and puts his hands on the back of your head, keeping you there for as long as you can hold before he starts to feel you pulling back. He frees you, completely pulling out of your mouth where you can’t help but sputter, saliva dripping from your mouth and his cock.

“Puker those sexy fucking lips up for daddy.”

And you do, sniffling a bit to collect yourself before puckering your redden lips, he groans before taking his wet cock in hand. He pumps into his fist a couple of times as you watch in awe before slapping it against your lips. He smears your saliva and his precum everywhere- on your lips, cheeks and nose.

When he starts fucking your mouth again, he’s moaning subtly as he picks up the speed feeling his own release nearing.

“You’re talking daddies cock so well, fuck yes you are.” He mumbles bending over you to start to toy with your pussy again. To show him you like it, you start bobbing your head faster to his thrusts as he starts to insert his fingers inside you.

As soon as you feel them fully slot inside, you’re moaning contently around his dick, the vibrations making the man’s toes curl as he starts to fuck into your mouth harsher. You’re a gagging, moaning mess working on pleasing him while also focusing on how he’s attacking your sweet spot again. You didn’t need much now, no, you’d cum without even giving him a warning. It’s your plan. He will be too distracted.

Your legs start to shake so harshly, your mouth producing more saliva as you literally drool at how hard you can feel your orgasm coming. Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head as you almost go slack about to be overcome by pleasure when he does it again.

Completely pulls away from you. Ruining yet another orgasm.

A sob so harsh rips through your gut as tears fall from your eyes, “awwwww” he coos while grabbing your face in his large hands to make you look up at him.

“Now this. This is a broken brat. You look beautiful like this.” He is fake pouting under the mask.

“P-please daddy I’m - I’m ready to not be a brat. I’ll do whatever you want. I’m sorry. Just please please let me cum!” You throw out everything you think he wants to hear and then some and he’s utterly satisfied, bending down and resting the side of his face against the wood table, mimicking yours. Neat black painted nails reach out and wipe away the fresh tears that have fallen from your teary eyes “hush hush baby, no need to get all worked up especially after how good you just took this cock down your throat. Daddies going to keep his promise.”

You sniffle a bit at this, moving into his touch unsure on if he is telling the truth or not. He can sense your weariness as he stands up and walks around the table so that he is finally against you again. He wastes no time in gripping his member in his hand and rubbing the tip against your folds, “You believe daddy right?”

If possible, you arch into the table even more ass sticking out as a jolt of pleasure rips through your body at the micro action, “I b-believe you!”

He’s smirking at this as he pushes the bulbous tip in your needy hole, making you cry out while spit pools in the corners of your mouth and escapes down your chin as he pushes further inside. As soon as his hips smack against your ass and he is fully plunged within your thirsty walls your vision is spotting. You cum hard, ignoring how he struggles to hold back a moan of surprise as you shake violently.

“Did you… did you just cum?” He asks truthfully dumbfounded by this and you’re apologizing profusely.

“I-I - I’m so sorry daddy please I couldn’t help it, just feels so good-  please don’t stop please please-

He’s cupping your throat now as his other hand bunches the fabric of your skirt to aid him in his upcoming onslaught, “shh sh sh…such a sexy slut for that. You go ahead and indulge in this cock. I want you to remember everything, how every fucking vein feels.” He states as he begins to snap his hips into you slowly, knocking the air out of your lungs as he holds you up by your throat.

Each thrust is calculated, rubbing every crevice as you start to moan unceremoniously. Whoever the fuck this is, is teaching you a new meaning of sex and he knows it as he starts to choke you harder.

“Agh, agh fuck I love this, I want you to use me alll the time.” You whisper, nails digging into the wooden table in attempts to not pull against the restraints. He’s adding more force behind his thrusts now, slowly retracting only to plunge back in with teeth chattering force as you grow dizzy. Just when you feel your vision closing in and your face growing red from lack of blood flow, he releases your throat.

He’s next to your ear in an instant, kissing it softly, “your pussy feels amazing,” he raspily states before trailing his tongue from your ear down to the middle side of your neck. He places a wet open mouth kiss against your flesh before sucking it between his teeth, lightly biting and sucking to nurse a bruise into the soft skin.

“Attention Haunted House workers, the test run will begin now. Please be ready to run your exhibition.” A loud voice sounds throughout the building, making your fluttery eyes snap open.

“What’s that?” You try to sound concerned, but it comes out breathy and light as he continues his attack on your neck.

He does not stop his actions, snapping his hips into you more roughly while talking against your skin, “a test run”, is all he says before he’s cupping the underside of your chin to make you look up at the wall before you. It is the one decorated with the mirror, “that’s a double sided mirror, we can see out but they can’t see in.. unless I press a button to start the exhibition.”

You feel your legs wobble as the sound of voices start to fill the hallway, “should I turn it on so everybody can see how much of a nasty girl you are?” You try to formulate sentences, getting more aroused and embarrassed by his lewd idea, as you shake your head profusely.

“Why not, you’re enjoying yourself so much. You’re literally strangling my cock right now.” He taunts as he begins to rub your clit, “I’m going to let everybody see.”

“No daddy don’t please!” You plead just as people walk in front of the glass, “did you hear something?” They say as they get closer to the mirror, tapping it slightly just as he rams his fat cockhead into your g-spot.

Your eyes cross and he covers your mouth just as you’re about to scream out, “if you don’t cum quietly for daddy then I’m going to let them see me fuck you stupid”. He murmurs, lips pressing against your ear and you nod rapidly. He lets go of your mouth and continues to rub at your clit while fucking into your gspot. Your jaw drops as you try to not make a sound, a part of you not caring if someone sees how blessed you are right now, watching the people peer at the glass awaiting some horror spectacle. It’s only then that you really try to focus your eyes on the people behind the mirror. Your body heats up even more as you watch your group of friends, the entirety of the male Bakusquad, tap on the class.

“Do your friends know that you’re such a slut, hm? It’s crazy that they have no clue a slut like you is spearing herself so desperately on a cock just on the other side of that glass. I bet you want to make a fucking noise. To get caught all stuffed stupid and bound.” He states through clenched teeth as he rapidly flicks your clit with his fingers, making you cum on his cock for the second time that night. Mouth agape and eyes in the back of your head, you can’t even manage a squeak through how hard you’re cumming, you feel his pumping slow as your upper body goes slack on the table.

Your breaths are shallow as you lay, cheek smashed on the table, dizzily watching your group of friends retreat down the hall. “I swear, guys, that was supposed to be Hitoshi’s room!” Denki tries to explain to the group as they walk further down the hall and your pussy twitches even harder if possible around the length as your eyes widen.

“Oh no… I’ve been exposed. Not that that slutty little pussy of yours cares.” He deadpans with a cool and collected cockiness. You can hear the mask plop to the floor as he rubs your thighs, trying to do anything to turn that dumb little brain of yours back on.

You on the other hand are trying to muster up the courage to look him in the face, you two weren’t particularly close, but had a couple of classes together. He was just the hot, quiet guy that tagged along with your group sometimes… not anything like this. As you throw a glance over your shoulder to take him in his fingers stumble upon something that is tucked into the front side of your skirt and takes it out, out of curiosity. A smirk spreads on his face as he sees a thermometer and stethoscope, he looks at you, surprised that you are able to even look at him and decides you can handle some more. After all he still does owe you one more orgasm right?

“Is the nurse feeling a bit under the weather? You look like you’ve gone through a lot. Mind if I.. take your temperature?” You’re barely paying attention, tongue tied by how fucking hot he looks right now. Purple locks disheveled every which way as low, bag rimmed eyes bore into yours. You gulp, preparing to talk, to say anything when he plops the thermometer in your mouth which surprises you. “What are you-

He’s hushing you and making sure you keep your mouth closed until the item beeps and he takes it out, “only 98.1, that can’t be accurate, right Miss Nurse? Good thing I know of a more accurate place I can stick this…”

Your ears perk up at this as you go to stand upright, only to remember that of course you’re still fucking bound. He chuckles as he spits on his fingers, lathering up his index finger before he starts to softly rub your asshole.

“H-hey you c-can’t I’m too sensitive!” You try to protest, “it’s hard to tell if you’re serious with how much your pretty little asshole is puckering.” Your cheeks burn red at this and you feel him place the cold metal tip of the thermometer at your asshole. He pushes it inside swiftly which makes you moan loudly before he stuffs his still erect cock back in your pussy.

“AGH UH I-I CAN’T!” You squeal as he pushes the thermometer further in your ass while bottoming out inside of you. Your cunt is squelching and drooling all over him as he gives you a few shallow thrusts while toying with the device, testing it out by pulling it out a bit before shoving it deeper into your tight hole.

Your uneven panting and moaning is enough indicator for him as he starts to fuck you barbarically now, anybody who walks past will surely hear, as the device beeps again. “It- fuck- says 101.2. Fuck baby y-you’re burning up inside. Because I’m fucking you so good, huh?” He is in awe at how aroused you are, how much wetter you have grown not to mention how your walls quiver around his cock while hugging it so snuggly. It’s affecting him almost to a lethal degree, but you’re no better. You’d like to say that you weren’t enjoying this all the more now that you know who is treating you so well, but that would be untruthful. He starts to push the device further inside, never slowing his thrusts- too mesmerized- and you begin to babble with a sense of urgency.

“If- if you, shit shit, keep pushing it deeper then you’ll-

Before you can finish the thermometer presses against your g spot in the same instant that his cock is kissing it so sweetly. The combination rips a scream from your lungs as your body basically heaves, shooting a stream of cum all over the floor and the man’s shoes.

The force of your gushing, pushes his cock out just in time as he paints the floor and your ass with his sticky thick cum, watching as you shake so violently “holy fucking shit, holy fucking shit”. His voice strains and shakes as he continues to pump his cock not thinking he could produce so much ejuculation, every spurt providing immense pleasure.

By the time he is done, you’re laying there dumbly, breath hitching erratically as you try and bring yourself back. His cock is screaming with sensitivity as he wipes it clean and fixes himself, panting as well. He’s quick to grab some supplies that he was planning on using for the haunted house to clean you up, gently wiping your lower regions before fixing your clothes. Then he’s unclasping your restraints and sitting you on the table as you both collect yourself quietly.

Just as he’s about to speak, there are knocks on the door and he throws one look at you, silently asking if it’s okay to open to which you nod, pulling out your phone and ignoring the millions of messages you have. You’re fixing your makeup when Denki comes inside talking about how he knew this was Hitoshi’s and Neito’s room and asking where he was. He started explaining how Neito was running late when Denki finally saw you.

“Hey y/n I think the girls were looking for you what happened? I didn’t know you and Hitoshi were acquainted!”

The tall man only softly chuckles at this in response as Denki continues, “watch out man this one is fierce!”

He looks at you, allowing a relaxed, almost lazy even, smirk to spread across his face while his eyes flick up and down your body. You can’t help but press your legs together, you can practically feel him inside you all over again and you almost want to mewl in response to his look.

“I don’t think I have much to worry about right, y/n?”

Nobody would have guessed that that was the night Hitoshi became such a good daddy to you.

Ghostface Series Pt. 1| Ghostface Series Pt.2 here|

Description:You seem to be getting eyed all night…who is he and when will he strike?

➥➥Included kinks- Bathroom sex, costume sex, degradation, some praise, choking, hair pulling, gagging, face fucking, fingering, oral (M!Receiving), unprotected sex, MINORS DNI!

Charcters are aged up

Word Count: 4.6k

A/n: Could you tell who was under the mask??? ;)

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“That person has definitely been staring at you all night.” Mina whispers as if the person you two had been eyeing all night could hear over the earth shattering music that vibrated throughout the house.

“I know and I can’t seem to pinpoint who the hell they are…” You say as you chew on your bottom lip, eyeing the man across the room from you.

“Wait, you’re totally interested in knowing who he is!” Mina squeals, attracting the attention of a few partygoers near you two which makes you scowl at her. She can’t help but giggle as you wait for those around you to return to their activities, “I mean yea I want to know who it is just because!”

She gives you an all knowing grin and you blush a bit at the idea that you definitely found this masked assailant attractive asf. That was an understatement actually. When your group of male friends said they were going to dress up for the Halloween party, you thought that they meant goofy shit. Not actually taking it to another level to the point where they all looked good and well…. indistinguishable.

You all knew that the group of masked assailants consisted of Izuku, Shoto, Katsuki, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, and Hitoshi, but pinpointing who exactly is who was actually hard. Especially for you as you only had been friends with them for a little over half a year.

Jirou, Mina and you had been trying to figure it out as the night progressed, playing games and dancing with some of your presumed male friends and trying to figure out their identity. Amidst the group was a scarecrow that you now know is Denki by how he is sucking Jirous face off in the corner of the room. Another is dressed with a pumpkin themed mask which you feel like is Sero from the slender, lean build. After that though it becomes quite difficult seeing as the rest of them are more or less built the same.

You have picked up clues throughout the night like how you heard a chuckle resembling Kirishima come from the man wearing the Jason Vorehees mask, but you can’t be sure. Especially when a man wearing Micheal Myers attire whizzed Mina away, who you all know has a known crush on Kirishima. So if the person under that costume wasn’t him then it’d be a very interesting night alright.That, at the moment, didn’t matter as much to you though, you have been focused on one person as soon as they all had stepped inside the house.

The person wearing the damn Ghostface mask.

They had walked in with the rest of the group, dressed head to toe in black. A long sleeve black shirt that was skin tight, hugging every curve of the upper body, making you ogle the back as much as the front. The black cargo pants that rested on their long legs looked great as well and something about them just made you overall shiver.

You had brushed it off at first, too embarrassed that you could even consider one of your friends hot, especially without knowing for certain that it wasn’t one of the two that your close girl friends liked. However, as the night progressed you could feel their eyes all over your body which only drew you to them more. You had thanked Mina silently for making you go with the Bunny outfit rather than what you had planned because you felt that maybe that was the cause.

Not soon after you finish a game which included multiple shots did you feel those same eyes burning holes up and down your body. Although the mask was covering their eyes you just know they were aimed at you. You can feel it. You scan the crowd to find him again because at this point you know that it is going to be the person with the Ghostface mask. Once your eyes meet though, you are caught off guard by them giving you the two finger salute, every muscle rippling under the tight mesh and fluorescent lights.

You swallow thickly as your legs waver a bit under, what you hope was the amount of alcohol you have consumed and not the fact that you feel that you have just been marked as prey.  Biting your lip as heat rises to your cheeks you decide to turn around and walk away in search of the bathroom, abandoning the little stare match. You just need a moment to collect yourself, but as you are weaving through the crowd you feel a hand on your arm. You jump, heart racing in your throat as you turn around expecting to see Ghostface.

“Where are you going?” Mina asks with slight concern on her face as she thinks you may be sick.

“Just to the bathroom I have to use it.” You answer and she nods understandingly before looking behind her at the man in the Micheal Myers attire that stole her away earlier and whom she’s been with ever since.

You laugh, practically able to see the gears in her head turning, “You can stay, I won’t be long!” The pink haired woman makes sure that you’re sure about not wanting an accomplice before letting you go.

Truthfully, locating the bathroom is easy and you are overjoyed that it is in very good condition too. Even so you hurry in doing your business before washing your hands and fixing your hair, moving slightly to the music that is still very prominent but a bit more muffled. Because of how attentive you are with listening, you can hear the heavy footsteps approaching before they stop at the door.

You decide it is definitely going to be someone needing to use the bathroom, so you hurry and swing the door open to exit and allow them in, “oh!”, drops from your lips as you’re frozen in place looking up at the man in the Ghostface mask.

“Haha you’re not here to kill me are you?” You joke in an attempt to hide how flustered you are, but become more flustered when they begin to speak, “and if I am, would you stop me?”

You didn’t know what threw your head for a loop more, the fact that he talked or that he is using the damned voice changer from the movie as well. You know that the other guys were opting for not talking, but this was clever. Very clever.

“I-I -

A small chuckle leaves his mouth as he grabs you gently by the chin, cradling it between his large thumb and index finger which makes you swoon immediately as he starts talking again.

“You’re at a loss for words, it’s as if you’ve seen a ghost!” He laughs almost sadistically now while his grip falls from your chin to your throat, claiming the flesh there while walking forward which forces you back into the bathroom.

“Wha-wait what are you doing?” You stammer as he uses his foot to kick the door shut, using his free hand to lock it. You would be playing if you say you aren’t a bit scared, but the throb of your private area tells you that you just might like this type of thing. His grip tightens around your throat, “Don’t be scared. You’ll enjoy yourself.”

You’re at a cross for words because deep down you already know what this is leading to or at least you think, but nothing can prepare you for the outcome of your words as he awaits an answer- in fact not trying to pressure you into anything.

“O-okay.”

You can almost hear the grin in his tone as he places a hand on your waist, it’s huge enough to eat up your hip and damn rough. Rough hands… damn that can still be any number of them.

“You look amazing tonight, pretty girl. A bunny custom suits what you’re about to be doing with me tonight.” He whispers, nearing your ear and lowering his head down to the crook of your neck. Your breath hitches as his hand slides to grip and twirl the little bunny tail on your ass, humming in approval when he feels the soft white fabric between his fingers.

In an attempt to clear your head and stop standing there like a flustered idiot, you try to speak, “What do you mean a bunny costume works well?”

“Because you are going to be bouncing on this cock like I’ve always wanted you too.” He answers in time with a rough smack to your exposed ass and you yelp out in a mixture of shock and pleasure.

He then places both his hands on your lower sides gently but with a firm grasp as he walks backwards to sit on the top of the closed toilet seat, “c’mere” he coos and places you on his lap. You can’t help but obey as you place your arms around his wide shoulders awaiting further orders.

“Obedient, I like that.” He answers while running a hand up your thigh before reaching the cloth of your bottoms. Your heart is hammering against your chest by now, in sick desperation for his fingers to plunge underneath the fabric as your breathing increases. “Can I?”

Asking for consent only makes you want it more seriously and at the drop of the question, you are producing copious amounts of arousal in your bottoms while nodding your head eagerly. A click of the tongue falls from his mouth as a large finger slips past your bottoms and immediately runs up your slit, “you’re sucha little whore, look how wet you are.”

“I can’t help it when you-

Your words are cut off by the yanking of your hair, causing your head to snap back so that you are looking back into that Ghostface mask, “don’t even dare try to make excuses pretty. You want this cock so bad you don’t even care who could be under this mask huh?”

A pout forms on your lips as you try and protest, making his bulge grow larger at the hopes that you have a particular person you want to see under that mask. “That’s not true, I’ve been trying to figure you out all night.”

He hums again as if you have given the right answer before circling his middle finger around your clit, making you moan into him, “Is there someone this dirty little bunny has been wanting to fuck all along?”

You shake your head rapidly while a hard blush rises to your cheeks, “no i- i didn’t say that!” He chuckles at this as if you have just given yourself away before putting more pressure behind the finger rubbing your clit and you suck in a rush of air. You try to keep your moans at bay and will your mind to think clearly, not wanting to embarrass yourself by allowing this man to figure out that you may or may not have your eyes on someone in particular.

“Hold them to the side if you want me to fuck you with these fingers slut.” He refers to your panties and although it was embarrassing to obey, the mental grip that he already has on you through his praises and degradation made it easy for you to do just as he says. Swallowing, you pull your panties to the side to expose your leaking, puffy sex from all the teasing and he groans which makes your hole clench.

He finally loses the grip on your hair as he moves his hand to cup your thigh, pulling your legs apart while using the fingers he already drenched in your slick to prod at your hole. It’s not surprising that his middle finger slips in with much ease, still providing a stretch that you did not know you want which rips a whimper from your lips. “Such a lewd bunny rabbit.” He whispers while slipping his ring finger inside too, now stuffing you with two digits. He begins a slow rhythmic thrust of the two fingers as he spreads them out to further stretch you open, making you whine loudly.

Your body temperature increases along with your breathing as you start to want more, growing desperate for whatever he can give, causing you to let go of your bottoms and unfasten the top buttons of your costume to expose your breasts. He lets out a low growl and drops your leg, pulling the mask back a bit to expose the lower half of his face before he cups a breast. A defined jawline and full pink lips are quick to capture your perky bud as he starts to ram his fingers into you with vigor. Moans are tumbling out of your mouth more often now and you decide to reach for the button on his jeans, undoing it and slipping your hand inside to cup at his cock.

“F-fucking slut, you’re eager huh?” He groans, words a bit slurred, as your nimble fingers pull him out of the fabric and expose him to your eyes. You partially drool over his cock, as the angry pink head oozes pre cum, veins running up along it as it throbs full with life.

“You’re so big.” You admit, moving to use two hands to fully hold the hot and heavy monstrous length before jerking it slightly. His chest is rising and falling faster and you can tell he is feeling it by how hard his canines are sunken into his bottom lip, holding in groans. You quiver when those two fingers inside you curl against your g-spot and that is all the indicator he needs before he’s doing it again, but with no restraint.

Loud squelching noises are heard along with the force behind the palm of his hand meeting your sex as he rams his fingers as deep into your spongy spot as possible, “ah ah oh- fuck please yes yes!” You start to ramble as you release all over his fingers and hand unexpectedly, legs closing around the limb as he slows before halting.

“That didn’t take long at all did it?” He amorously says, popping his fingers into his mouth and you’re agreeing with him with a slight blush on your face, looking at him with glassy eyes of admiration.

“Why don’t you get on your knees right here.” He taps his heavy boot against the spot on the floor in front of him. You’re too fixated on the part of his face that is exposed to register his demand, he just looks so familiar-

“I fuckin’ said get on your knees slut don’t tell me you’ve gone dumb already?” He booms and you jolt in his lap before thinking ‘oh shit oh shit this is happening.’ With that you scramble to the spot in front of him and he snickers before rolling his shirt up a bit to expose his lower abdomen, taking his massive cock in his rough hand and tugging at it a couple of times before motioning you over with one finger. Moving closer to him and placing your hand on the tops of his thighs, they flex under your touch as he brings the member against your lips.

“Maybe if you do good I’ll allow you one guess at who I am.” You bite your lip as you look up at him, giddly shaking your head and he moans, grabbing your face with one hand and caressing it.

“So fucking pretty yet so fucking nasty.” He mumbles pleased as fuck by the nights events as he squishes your checks to make your mouth open up.

“Tongue out now” and you loll your tongue out with no hesitation. You figure by now if this indeed is who you want it to be then you want to eat this situation up as much as you can.

A slurred laugh of approval leaves his throat as he slips the tip in your mouth to which you latch onto quickly, sucking and swirling your tongue to pleasure him and lap up the salty precum. Once you start taking him further in your mouth, you look up to examine him. He still has the mask pulled just a bit above his mouth, but even so you can see a slight blush making its way up his neck to his cheeks as he bites his lip.

A bit more eyeing helps you understand that the voice changer must be under his shirt and attached to a mic or something because it still has his voice modified even with the mask above his mouth. About this point an ache in your jaw makes you pull off of his cock as saliva drips onto it while you gasp for air, not realizing how far you were taking him. You are quick to put him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down as you play with his balls.

“Fuckkk, you look great on your knees. Keep doing it just like that, ya.” He talks more to himself than you as he starts to lose himself in the feeling of pushing past your full lips and down your tight, struggling throat. His rationality of staying composed is slipping away and when you decide to snake your hot, wet tongue along the vein on the underside of his cock, he loses it. Standing up abruptly, you almost fall flat on your ass, but instead catch yourself so that you’re resting partially on your shins and ass, legs tucked under you.

You look up to question him but his rough hand runs along the back of your neck, weaving through your hair as his other hand guides his fat cock completely down your throat. You gag, but that doesn’t stop him in fact it turns him on even more as he begins to thrust into your mouth. Every so often he pulls out allowing you to breathe, before submerging back inside while using the sinks counter to grip on to. He’s a groaning mess now saying shit like, “suck that cock”, “I love that you’re being such a slut and taking it.” While completely making a mess of your face, saliva trickles down your chin as your gagging and slurping noises bounce off of the walls.

Just when you think he’s about to cum, he pulls out of your mouth with his chest rising and falling rapidly- stomach tight with the thought of release.

“W-whyd you stop? Wanted your cum.” You pout and he groans not understanding how a single person could be so damn cute and nasty. He’s going to enjoy blowing his full, fat load into you.

He’s yanking you up by the arms in an instant and pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips, teeth and tongue clash as he aggressively dominates your mouth. You’re taken aback by this because you weren’t really expecting there to be so much carnal passion behind it, it makes you moan like a whore almost forgetting how weak your legs are from just being on them for so long.

But he doesn’t miss the slight wobble and sway to your legs because he’s picking you up quickly, making you wrap your legs around his firm waist as he never breaks the kiss. There’s something addictive about him, his lips. They’re almost sweet or maybe you were delirious really all you know is that you can very well spend the rest of the time like this against his strong chest, sucking on his bottom lip as he groans and cups your ass.

Alas, you have to breathe and when you pull away he whines but clearly needs the oxygen as much as you do, “are you going to take the mask off now ?” You ponder breathlessly, breath fanning against his partially exposed face, as he places you so that you’re straddling him when he sits on the top of the toilet seat again.

He starts to move your exposed pussy along the shaft of his cock, making you moan when the cock head bumps against your clit, “one guess. If you’re right I’ll take it off. If not, you’ll never know who’s about to give you the best cock of your life.”

You groan in pleasure and annoyance at this because it is clearly not fair especially when he is making you grind against his full cock so deliciously. How can you think?

“Come on baby, concentrate hard. Whose fat cock could be making you feel this good before you even fuckin’ bounce on it hm?”

“I-I-

You can’t think straight. You know who you want it to be, but if you say that person’s name will it hurt who it can actually be? Will it change something? Fuck it, you think mind foggy and succumbing to the pleasure that was bubbling inside your core. Your mind moves farther and farther from rationality at every roll of his hips, a thick shaft slipping through your folds until it presses firmly against your clit each time making your eyes flutter.  

“P-please Kat-Katsuki.”

There’s a silence after this as he yanks the mask off, a shit eating grin on his face as his ash blond hair, partially wet with sweat,sticks to him as beads begin to form and trickle down his slightly reddened cheeks.

“How’d ya fuckin’ know?” He asks but you’re gone already. Ascending on a whole other plane of excitement and sheer lust as you cup his defined jawline, pupils blowing the fuck out as you nearly cum on yourself right then and there- only able to utter one phrase after:

“Just who I wanted…”

At the realization that you had been stating who you wanted and not who you thought it was along with the display of your cute pupils all blown out in lust, sends him into a feral state as he flings his shirt off.

“Ya? You wanted it to be me teddy bear? Couldn’t have it any other way, right? Wouldn’t satisfy that slutty cunny of yours, isn’t that right? Want me to stuff you all the fuckin’ way?” He rambles, drunk on desire and swirling with an indecipherable pride at the fact that you liked AND lusted over him all along.

“Please, yes let me sit on your fat cock already Katsuki please please.” Your eyes are glossy now even more desperate to carry out with becoming his fucktoy as you feel in a dreamlike state.

“When you beg so nicely like that how could I say no?” He rasps as he lines himself up with your soaking entrance, “go ahe-

Before he can finish his demand, you slam down engulfing his length within your contracting walls, pussy struggling as it hugs the shape of him- no space unfilled as it rams into your cervix and makes you cry out and shake. You’re going to be so fucking sore tomrrow if the stretch of your pussy indicates anything. You have no choice but to sink your nails into the skin on his chest and bury your face in his neck as you try to not cum all at once for the second time that night. He’s no better, choking on a moan as he practically burns his fingerprints into your sides while grinding his teeth in attempts to not get lost in the feeling of your wet sex.

“You can’t just d-do that dumbass!” He brokenly states and you can’t help but clench due to how sexy it is to finally hear his real voice. To see him. To touch him. You move in for a kiss and he groans, caught off guard but completely spoiling you with his lips as he grabs your chin to dominate the kiss. Your head is all over the place as he starts to help guide you up and down his length, the friction feeling so good as he rubs every spot inside you.

“I l-love having you inside me, Katsuki!” You cry out into the kiss as you hug him closer, arms wrapping around the back of his neck and head which pushes his face into your chest, as you add extra bounce in your movements to heighten the recoil of the flesh of your ass slapping against his lap. He’s sucking hickeys into your skin as you throw your head back and moan before he starts to grip your ass firmly, spreading your cheeks apart which effectively pulls your soaking pussy lips open more. He then starts to use the balls off his feet to push up into your cunt.

Your legs start to quiver as he slams into your spongy spot with force, flesh sounding like it could be getting hurt. “Oh fuck right there! Don’t- don’t stop!” You squeal as he increases the speed of his thrusting, wrapping his arms around your back and not allowing you any room to run away- not that you want to.

“You like when I fuck up into that slutty hole? God you’re so fuckin’ wet!” He strains to say as his stomach starts to get tight again, his thrusts turn more erratic, wanting to ensure that he’s abusing your g-spot as he chases his high.

“So rough d-daddy!” You whine as your legs start to shake as you manage to bounce against his thrust, coming down aggressively as he pistons upwards.

The hickey that he was sucking into your shoulder turns into a bite as he feels the impact of your matched actions, your walls shrinking around him, “can feel you getting tighter. Gonna come on this fat cock for me huh, baby? Do it do it like the good slut bunny I know you are!”

You let go at this, clamping down on his cock so harshly that he can barely keep thrusting, “fuck! Fuck! Gonna fill that pussy up so deep!” He starts to ramble as your eyes roll in the back of your head, his thrusting furthering your orgasm. Each thrust after makes you see stars and squeal out in ecstasy as he pounds your pussy into oblivion, your slick creaming at the base of his girth.

“Please cum please I just- I just need it!” You manage to brokenly moan and he’s sputtering, “fuck look at you creamin’. I’m going to stuff you!” as warm liquid fills your womb deliciously.

There’s so much of it that it has no choice but to start seeping out of you and onto his lap and down your legs as he continues to spurt string after string. He’s experiencing aftershocks as he throws his head back and lets out a high pitched moan while your pussy welcomes his cum, greedily pulsating around him to further milk everything out of his cock.

“Fuck, y/n…” he drags out in a slow groan as he works to catch his breath. Your legs are still quivering and you are an overall shaky mess as you bite your lip, face far beyond blushing.

“Thank you Katsuki.” Is all you can muster up, looking at him like he has seriously blessed you.He bites his lip at this, “don’t talk like that or I’ll fuck you all over again.”

Best believe, he cleans you two up before throwing you over his shoulder, making a show of carrying you out of the party and to his car where he will definitely work to fuck you again.

Pairing: Prohero Shoto + Single Fem poc Mom

T/w:Lactation Kink, breeding kink, rough sex, temp play, nipple play.

MINORS DNI

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.

Word count: 4.8k

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.

Pairing: multiple mha characters x Female Reader

Warnings: cussing (If I miss anything, tell me)

Word count: less than 500 words :)

A/N: Omg I loved writing this. It was very fun to write!! So thank you for requesting this my lovely person you know who you are <3!! Your requests are coming. It is just taking a little longer than I thought. If I mess up on anything, tell me. And feedback is encouraged. Luv u all. Ɛ> likes and reblogs are appreciated.

Shoto Todoroki

Whenever you were out with Shoto and you saw a kid you would grab his arm and make him look at the small child. He would look at you looking at the small child and his heart would melt because he knew how much you loved kids. You guys thought about having a kid of your own but he was hesitant because he thought that he wouldn’t make a good father. But that was okay with you, you would wait until he was ready. And maybe one day he would be.

Tenya Ida

You both loved kids so much. Especially babies. Whenever Izuku and Uraraka asked you to watch their kids, you guys would immediately say yes! Because how could you guys say no to watching some babies? Tenya and you were both trying for a child but it hasn’t happened yet. But he told you not to worry about it because it will happen sooner or later. So when you found out you were pregnant you immediately ran to his agency and told him he was going to be a father. He was ecstatic he couldn’t wait to hold his baby boy (he is positive its a boy ) in his arms.

Katsuki Bakugo

You loved kids, your boyfriend, Katsuki on the other hand…let’s just say kids annoyed the heckie out of him. You worked with kids everyday and you loved it. You wanted a kid but he said no, not surprising. You begged him, and he still said no. And everytime you would ask he would say “GODDAMMIT WOMEN I DON’T WANT A BABY!!!” So you would let it go and didn’t bring it up again. A few months later Kirishima announced that he was going to be a father. And let me tell you that didn’t sit right with Katsuki. He took you home and fucked you until he put a baby in you. Because if someone was going to be a father it was going to be him not shitty hair.

Izuku Midoriya

My sweet little broccoli boy Deku. *sigh* He loved kids more than you. and that’s saying a lot because you loved kids. You always loved kids and being a teacher let you work with kids everyday. You always like to see your kids excel in their work. And whenever they did something funny you had to tell Deku. Deku lived for the stories you told him about your kids. You guys wanted kids but decided to wait until you guys settled into your new apartment. You both couldn’t wait till that day came.