This is another Kinktober fic that was supposed to be non-con but ended up soft as fuck. I am down so bad for this man I just can’t help myself-
Summary:Sick of his constant angry outbursts damaging his hero ranking, Dynamight’s PR team insist he attends one of the city’s “hush hush” clubs to try and blow off some steam. Bakugou thinks he has absolutely no interest being there, until he wants to find out who is on the other side of the wall.
Bakugou did not want to be here, shocked that these private institutions even existed for Pro-Heroes. Sure, he realised sometimes they could be a necessity, having learned all about them in his training as a young sidekick. Just last month Kirishima had to be taken into one of the quirk rooms when he got hit with a nasty sex pollen quirk by a villain he was apprehending. The woman saving his life as she gave the hero Red Riot relief, but this? This was ridiculous.
Dynamight had far better things to do than this complete waste of his time, did his PR team really think he couldn’t get laid? He could go out and have any woman on their knees in an hour tops, but he had better things to do. His PR team insisting that another scandalous headline with leaked pictures on Twitter wouldn’t be good for his hero rankings, another Dynamight one-night stand already ready and willing to sell her stories to the tabloids. But why should he care? He was still going out and saving lives on a daily basis, the media talking about his dick wouldn’t change that.
Bakugou’s PR team booked him in for a session at one of the most prestigious clubs in the city, a place where Pro-Heroes could blow off some steam without any dirty laundry aired in public, the workers were discreet which meant the club had the price tag to reflect it.
Of course, his immediate answer was no. Until Kirishima had convinced him to try it out once.
“Just one time, Bakubro. If you hate it you don’t have to go again. But I know you won’t— there’s this one girl that’s so fucking hot man. She can make you cum in under a minute.”
“Pretty sure that’s your shitty fuckin’ stamina, and how do you even know she’s hot if you haven’t seen her.”
“I— look man, I can’t explain it but she just sounds hot.”
“Tch, whatever.”
This had to be the most ridiculous thing he’d done as a Pro-Hero, stood in a fancy bar with a bottle of beer as a deep bass tone played in the background. Waiting to be escorted into their room for the evening as he checked his watch, the quicker he could get in and out the quicker he could go home. Necking back his bottle of beer as they were called for their room.
He lifts his index and middle finger up in disbelief - brows knitted together to underline his confusion.
You glance up from your place on the couch and from the current book you’re reading. Your lover is standing in the living room, jacket in one hand and the other raised up in an accusatory way.
“It’s really dusty.” He exclaims and stares at his right hand. You place your book down and stood up. Meeting him in the entry way of your living room. You stop right in front of him, looking down at his fingers.
Out of nowhere you conjure a small towel and wipe away the thin layer of dust from his fingers. Loki is watching your every move, brows still knitted together but now more in confusion than before.
“You see, my love. Last time you said it was dusty and swiped across the surface the exact same way you did just now I hadn’t time to clean…”
You throw the towel away and cup his wrist gently with your fingers. In a slow motion you bring his outstretched fingers closer to your face.
“And I didn’t have time to clean because I was distracted…” You purr under his staring gaze.
“Because this…” His fingers were in front of your lips and you blew a sweet kiss on them. “…This was a very distracting gesture.” At the final vowel you open your lips and engulf his digits, sucking them deep into your mouth.
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A WIP that came to me when I was looking at that gif.
Dunno if I’ll continue this. If it sparks something for you please feel free to use it and tag me!
Katsuki Bakugo x f!reader (plus Kirishima and Shoto)
Summary: With Bakugo as your boyfriend you have to come up with some good ideas to get him to go to some funny Christmas parties. And this time you just got the best idea.
cw: established relationship, semi-public orgasm, use of toys, voyeurism, light degradation, threesome, cock sucking
wc:2.9k
a/n: First time writing for Bakugo, Kiri and Shoto. It was really fun writing smut in a long time again. Stay hydrated and happy holidays!
The freshly fallen snow covered your hometown like powdered sugar. The crispy night air chilled you to your core and made you shiver.
“I haven’t even started and you’re already shivering.”
The blonde man behind you leaned down to your ear with a smirk on his face. His comment made your cheeks flush an even darker shade of red - given that they were already rosy due to the cold.
“It’s the weather, stupid. Not everything is about you.” You shot back with a smile and a light laugh in your tone.
“Careful, babe. You don’t want to ruin it right away, do you?”
Bakugo had stopped you with one big hand wrapped gently around your arm. You looked over your shoulder and gave your boyfriend an innocent smile.
“I wouldn’t dream of doing that.” You blew a kiss in his direction and started to continue walking.
It was mid December and one of his colleagues had invited the both of you to a Christmas party. As much as the pro hero didn’t want to go he was persuaded by an intriguing idea you had whispered to him. “Bakubro, good to see you!” A certain redhead hollered over the deafening Christmas music. “Y/N, you look absolutely stunning.” He remarked as you both entered his cozy home. A lot of his old high-school classmates were present and you used the first three-quarters of an hour to go around the room, greeting them and making small talk.
Everyone enjoyed the party and the mulled wine was warming you from the inside. You got several compliments about your cute outfit which boosted your confidence even more. You had almost forgotten about the little idea that made your boyfriend come to this party in the first place, when suddenly a dull sensation rumbled from your lower region. Startled by the feeling you clenched your thighs together and searched the room for a pair of vermillion eyes. Bakugo was watching you with an intense stare and a knowing look on his face. He cocked his eyebrow at you and went on to talk to Kirishima as if he knew nothing. Unable to concentrate on your counterpart, you excused yourself and walked over to the hot head.
“Hey babe, you look a bit flustered. Is the wine getting to you?” Bakugo teased you and put a hand around your waist in a possessive gesture. You tried to smile and opened your mouth to reply with a witty comeback but the sudden increase in the vibration deep within you made you lose your thought. “She really looks a bit reddish.” Kirishima leaned forward and placed a hand on your cheeks. “You’re burning, princess.” His honest concern made you squirm under his gaze. “I- m all - good. Really.” You mumbled with shallow breath. The intensity of the vibro egg turned up again. You bit your lip to not make a revealing sound.
“I love the face you make when you try not to moan, babe.” The whispered words hot against your ear send a shiver down your spine. “Stop it, Bakugo, please.” You whined under your breath. Your boyfriend looked at you and put both hands in the air in a defensive motion. “I’m not in charge anymore.” Your eyes grew wide and you couldn’t believe what you saw. He had passed the remote to someone else. The vibrations lowered to a steady buzzing and you could finally catch your breath. Bakugo didn’t have the remote anymore but who had it then? The only logical answer was Kirishima. You nippled at your bottom lip. But the redhead was so concerned for you a minute ago, he couldn’t possibly know what was going on. You risked a glance in his direction, seeing that he was already talking with somebody else. He must’ve noticed your glance because he shot you a dirty look and licked his lips in a seductive way. Your mouth went dry - the only thing that was to be honest - and you stumbled towards the couch. You would never have thought that Kirishima out of all people would participate in such a game. He was always such a sweetheart, so honest and innocent. But thinking about his darker thoughts made your belly tingle and your pussy throb. What else was the oh so manly pro hero Red Riot thinking when he was all alone in the dark of his room.
On cue the vibration started to go up several levels. Your whole body was flushed and you felt warm and gooey. It was an addictive feeling. You looked over to Kirishima just for him to do the same gesture as Bakugo did before. Realization hit you a bit later as the constant buzz in your pussy made your brain all fuzzy. Kirishima had given the remote away too. Searching, you looked over the room full of people. Who had it now?
The chatting and the cheery Christmas songs should’ve consumed your hearing but all you could hear was the deafening sound of your quickening heartbeat. If the vibrations wouldn’t stop soon you would start to pant like a bitch in heat. “Now wouldn’t you like that, slut…” The hushed voice of your boyfriend crossed your mind and you cursed your imagination. The tight coil in your abdomen wouldn’t hold much longer and you were sure that it was only a matter of minutes for it to snap. You tried to control your breathing and started to get up from the couch. A pair of heterochromatic eyes observed you from across the room. Noticing every change in your body gesture. A wicked smile crossed his lips as he fumbled for the remote in his pockets. The hot and cold pro hero couldn’t believe his eyes when Denki told him about your little game. Excitement bubbled up and he couldn’t let this chance pass. The attraction he felt for you grew more and more every time he saw you. But you belonged to the blonde pro hero Dynamight. And Shoto respected that, but that didn’t mean that he couldn’t have his fun with you now, when your boyfriend practically handed him the tools to do so.
Shoto was determined to break your still collected demeanor. Just when your eyes met his, he pushed the control to max and sent you spiraling into a storm of bliss. You wanted to die on the spot as you came down from your high. The strange feeling of so many people knowing exactly what just happened mixed with your receding orgasm, made your pussy clench around the egg and you could feel the knot in your belly starting to tense again.
“Looks like Icyhot enjoyed the show too.” A pair of strong arms wrapped around your slightly shaking form. You tried to protest and wanted to defend yourself, saying that you didn’t make a show, but the look you got from three pro heroes was enough to convince you otherwise. Without verbal communication between Bakugo and Kirishima, the blonde had permission to use one of the bedrooms upstairs. Maneuvering you upstairs was easy. Your legs still felt like pudding but your breathing was going back to normal again - a fact that Shoto disliked very much. So he had to do something about it. Pushing the disabled remote to max again your whole body went rigid on the stairs. A high pitched scream escaped your lips and if it wasn’t for Bakugos arms around your waist you would’ve dropped to the floor right there. Your vision got blurry and you were panting once more.
Angry vermillion eyes shot a stern look towards the Todoroki heir but he only got a nonchalantly grin and a shrug back. You tried to recover from that sudden orgasm but it was to no avail. Your body was still buzzing with sexual desire and you could feel your legs got heavy and your mind sleepy. Bakugo knew you after dating you several years and just picked you up bridal style to carry you the rest of the flight. What the blonde missed was two different pairs of footsteps following the two of you upstairs.
Carefully the blonde laid you on the king sized bed. You were watching him from under heavy eyelids. Bakugo took off his coat and shirt without making a show. You started to pout and were mumbling something incoherent. “Shut up!” Vermillion eyes stared at you with a burning intensity. “Sluts don’t get a show. Sluts get their needy pussy pounded and nothing more.” He manhandled you and positioned himself between your legs. “Understood?” He didn’t wait for your approval and went to undo his belt. “Seeing you panting and getting off on this shitty hot and cold bastard…” He tsked full of disgust. “Did you like having your pussy played with by all of them? Ha?” He was working on his boxer and finally freeing his rock hard cock.
The whole time none of you noticed the door being not completely closed, which was an open invitation for the other two men standing somewhat hesitant in the hallway. By the time Bakugo was completely naked you were mewling and begging for his cock. “Look at you. So desperate for some cock. Bet you don’t even care which one.” The blonde was rubbing his tip over your still covered slit. “It’s alright as long as it’s a cock, huh?!” He leaned forward, forcing his tongue deep into your open mouth. The coil in your stomach tensed even more and you moaned freely into the kiss.
It was a delicious feeling, the constant rub over your clit and the hot tongue in your mouth. And then another feeling mixed with the two previous. The vibro egg came alive again and buzzed inside your pussy. Bakugo broke the kiss and placed some open mouth kisses on your exposed neck. He didn’t bother to undress you, he just pushed the hem of your dress over your belly and up over your breasts. With his free hand he fondled your covered breasts, massaging them and quickly pushing your bra upwards to free them. The contrast in heat made your nipples perk and your boyfriend smirked at the sight. “Getting all worked up and horny huh.”
The blonde could barely hold it together. The sight before him was too tempting and his cock was painfully hard. But he had to punish you still. Had to remind you who you belong to. So he lined himself with your entrance. Through your dizzy mind you realized that you still wore your panties. You wanted to say something but Bakugo shushed you. “Sluts deserve this.” He said and pushed his dick slowly into your dripping cunt. The feeling of your satin panties around his cock and your warm cunt fluttering elicited a guttural moan. But something felt extra good. Realization hit the pro hero and his brows shot up. The vibrations from the egg traveled from your core along his shaft.
“Fuuck. The egg is still on.”
“It feels amazing, doesn’t it?” You mumbled happily and moved your hips to get more of his cock inside your cunt. Panting, he pulled out and pushed your panties to the side. “It will feel even more amazing when I push it deeper into you.” You mewled at the sudden intrusion and you cocked your head to the side. The vibrations stayed at the current level and Bakugo didn’t even think about the control, all he could feel was your warm cunt wrapped around his cock and the buzzing of the egg at his tip. He wouldn’t last long this way, he knew that much.
As the room was big it was no problem to sneak into it without a sound. Both pro heroes were panting and massaging their bulges through their pants. With the lights on they could see everything and Shoto still got the remote in his pocket. He contemplated topping it off a notch and making the blonde hero come on the spot. The imagination of your cunt filled with hot semen and that sending you into another mind shattering orgasm nearly made the pro hero come. His breathing was elaborated and a glimpse towards Kirishima told him he wasn’t the only one highly affected.
Kirishima couldn’t believe the fact that he was watching his two best friends fucking. In his deepest and most hidden parts of his mind he always fantasized about a threesome with Bakugo and you. Mostly it was him taking your sweet innocent mouth and Bakugo pounding your pussy and making you wet and ready for him later as he was bigger than the blonde. The moans and pants falling from your mouth short circuit something in his brain and his feet moved on their own.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Bakugo finally noticed the other two men in the room when Kirishima appeared in his line of view next to the bed. Through all the different sensations you recognized the red head and your eyes landed on the huge bulge. You licked over your lips excitedly. “Please Katsu, please, please please.” You begged your boyfriend and wrapped your legs around his waist. “Wanna suck him, please.” Kirishima couldn’t believe what you just asked. Suck him off? That was like his fantasies coming true.
“Come on, Bakugo. It’s Christmas after all.” An otherwise cool voice panted behind you. Vermillion eyes shot to the other intruder and you didn’t miss the feeling of his cock twitching inside you. A smile formed on your plump lips. “Let me show them how good you trained me. How good of a slut I can be for them too.” You knew exactly what to say and which buttons to push to get your boyfriend to do what you want. He exhaled defeated. The idea of showing you off and rubbing it in that they would never get someone like you pleased him. His hips snapped forward burying himself deeper inside you. “Fine.”
The second the syllable left Bakugos lips Kirishima freed his cock and smeared precum all over your partly opened lips. You greedily opened your mouth and sucked him in almost completely. With both your mouth and pussy occupied, all Shoto had left was the remote for the vibro egg and a front row seat to this show. He didn’t complain at all. Settling for a nearby chair he pumped his cock with one hand and controlled the remote with the other. Every time his thump ran over his tip he copied the motion on the remote and played with the switch.
You were trapped between the soft rocking of Kirishima‘s cock in your mouth and the harsh snaps of Bakugos hips at your ass. You tried your best to meet the blonde’s movements with your hips but the vibration of the egg made it nearly impossible. So you were reduced to a set of wholes that were used to please the pro heroes. The thought made you giddy and slick dripped around Bakugos cock onto the sheets. You could feel yourself getting close, the coil almost ready to burst. Bakugo felt your walls clenching around his cock even more and the vibrations traveled from his cock to his balls. “Fuck, look at you… Taking my cock and sucking on shitty hairs… Such a slut!” He was picking up pace and was pounding into you with vigor. The harsh movements shoving you onto Kirishima’s dick and making you choke on the redhead’s cock. “Easy there, Bakugo.” He pushed a strand of hair from your face. “No need to go easy on that cocksleeve. She likes it. Don’t you?” Bakugo wrapped a hand around your neck. At the feeling of the other man’s cock bulging your throat he moaned deeply, pushing himself over the edge. “Fuuuuuuck. Take it… All of it… Gonna fill you up to the brim!” Your eyes rolled back and you came with shaking hips and trembling legs. You moaned around the clock inside your mouth and the vibrations sent Kirishima over the edge too. “Y/N, feels so good. Aahhh!”
“Merry Christmas you extras.” Bakugo was the first to speak. The redhead’s cock popped out of your mouth and you obediently opened it to show them that you swallowed like a good little slut. “Shit. She swallowed it. Never had that before.” Kirishima admitted under heavy breath. Pride swelled in Bakugos chest. “Sure she does. I trained her, what do you expect, huh?!” He looked down at your spent body and admired the way his cum drippled out of your abused hole. “The egg is still inside her.” Shoto chimed in from his voyeur position. His hair was disheveled and his breathing wasn’t back to normal either. He moved over to the bed and pushed Bakugo out of the way. “Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” Ice cold fingers duck into your heated core and pushed at the toy buried inside you.
“I’m getting the toy out of her.”
“Hah?”
“She is spent and needs some rest.”
He snatched the egg off of Shotos hands. You groaned and tried feebly to close your legs. But your boyfriend wasn’t having that. With strong hands he pushed your legs apart again and pushed the toy back into your abused pussy. “This was your idea, so endure it!” He placed a quick kiss on top of your messy cunt.
Bakugo snickered. “You have no idea what she can take.”
All three men looked at you and the blissed out smile that formed on your face.
a/n: I did it! Sorry I’m so late. >w< I have no idea how the f! it turned out to be this long. Longest smut I ever wrote. It was so much fun! :3: Header art is mine.
You let your gaze wander over the dancefloor, moving your body suggestively to this hot and sensual beat. Several guys are looking at you with lustful eyes, but no one dared to make a move on you. It always frustrated you, no one would hit on you or dance with you when you’re out. You always have to make the first move or openly invite them to do something. So when a vibrant orange hair catches your eyes and you make eye contact you’re not surprised when he doesn’t make a move.
Instead he goes straight to the bar and when you try and see if you will have a chance to hit him up, your friends catches your attention and you lose sight of him. Another song mingles with the last one and you can swear that those songs are all slowed down. Leaving your body swaying and moving downright sinful. Moving your hips in harsh circles and picking up the beat you quickly forget about the cute guy with the orange hair color.
You see your friends making eye contact, signaling you that they go for the bar. Liking this particular song, you decide to stay on the dance floor a little longer. Totally enjoying yourself you don’t notice someone getting closer to you. He moves in perfect sync with your snapping hips and when you feel a hand slide over your waist, your head snaps around - startled.
The grin he wears is cocky and the looks in his eyes tell you that he can read you like a fucking book. After realizing that it is the orange haired man from before you settle back into his firm chest and start swaying your hips to the beat again. You’re totally lost in the feeling of each other and with every sway and snap your panties gets drenched more and more.
Soon your breathing quickens and you bite your lips, turning around and locking your arms behind his head - your bodies flush against each other. With an exciting buzzing you feel his bulge pressing against your heated core. Your friends completely forget as you ghost over his jawline with your lips, making him shudder under your touch. You lock eyes with him and you both know. It’s just mutual understanding that you’re gonna fuck.
For a short moment you contemplate the options you have. Can’t take him to your hotel room, that’s a no brainer. You don’t really fancy doing it in the club because you plan on coming back here again. But the decision is made for you when your pick for the night pulls you towards the exit.
“Where are we going?” You giggle, only half aware of your surroundings, the alcohol doing its magic. “It’s not far away.” That was the first time you heard his voice. It’s pleasant, not very deep, it has a youthful touch to it. You can easily picture him whispering dirty things into your ear. Excitement and anticipation bubbles up inside of you, burning your cheeks and letting you nibble at your lower lip. Hinata gazes over to you, a low chuckle leaves his lips. “See baby, if you keep biting that lip, we might not make it to the special place.”
The waves are crashing against the shore, lapping at the coast like a delicate lover would do. “Hng… ah. Wait… I don’t…” As if mirroring the ocean waves caressing the harsh rocks, Hinata kneels between your spread thighs, nipping and peppering kisses on your inner thighs. His lips are surprisingly soft but his fingers are calloused and you love the contrast they provide on your heated skin. He is firmly massaging your thighs, steadily working his way closer to your center - but of course never touching it. The suspension is killing you, a needy whine escapes your lips and you try to grab him, his hands, shoulders or head, anything to guide him to where you need him the most. But as Hinata knows it, all you get is a smirk and a harsh slap on your fingers. “Not now, babe.”
You don’t know where you are or how long you two are here. This wicked game he plays is driving you on the brink of sanity and he hasn’t even fucked you yet. Getting frustrated and oh so needy you hoist yourself up on your elbows just in time to see Hinata locking eyes with you while he pulls down your soaked panties with his teeth. His hot breath fanning over you adds to the wetness between your thighs. “So pretty. So wet. All for me.”
He takes a few seconds to admire you laying bare in front of him. The sand biting in your legs and sticking to the rest of your skin. Your chest is heaving and you let yourself fall back into the still warm sand. Hinata kisses a trail up from your lower body between the beautiful dip between your breasts all the way up until he seals your lips with his. The kiss is slow and sensual. Tongues moving leisurely against each other, some moans break free from both of you.
“Hinata… please.” You breathe out after you break the kiss. He licks over your swollen lips and shakes his head. “Not Hinata.” You look at him confused, but he continues. “When I’m balls deep inside of you, it’s Shoyo.” He sits up, shoving his pants down and freeing his rock hard cock. Your breath hitches inside your throat. He is thick. You drink him all on, the veins on his defined forearms, his firm and toned abs, the happy trail of the same vibrant color leading all the way to his dick.
Impatiently you clench your thighs together as best as you can. The familiar tingling sets low in your belly. Shoyo circles your slit with two fingers, smearing your slick all over your folds. Without a warning he plunges those fingers into your cunt. Fucking you slowly and getting you nice and ready. The moment those fingers are buried inside you, you jolt in his grip. “Aaaaaaah.”
“Shoyo, please.” His first name works wonders as he hisses at the sound of how needy you sound. “Needing my cock so badly that you’re gonna beg for it, slut?” Those words and the steady pumping and curling of those fingers sends you over the edge. You haven’t even realized that you were that close. “Look at that.” Shoyo chuckles and curls his fingers inside you. Another orgasm shoots through you, threatening to pull you under like those waves crashing at the rocks. Your body is still convulsing, riding out your second high. Slowly he brings his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean.
You pant heavily, feeling already spent but not satisfied. Through glossy eyes you stare back at him. Your mind all mushy and you feel like you’re floating. Been a while since you’ve got that kind of amazing action. The fog around your head lifts enough for you to start thinking again. Sweaty, hot and bothered you reach for his hand and wrap your pink lips around them. Tasting yourself on them makes you moan and you greedily start sucking.
“Fuck! You are a slut!” His dick twitches and without a warning he withdraws his hand from you, lifting your hips up and plunges right into you. “Hgnnnn.” A low groan rumbles from his chest and he tries to bury himself deeper inside of you. His girth is perfect. Not too much for you to handle and just the right amount of stretch that makes your eyes roll back into your head. “Yeees” you moan and pulls him in for a kiss. This time it’s more heated and desperate. Tongues fitting for dominance, teeth scraping over lips.
Shoyo sets a steady pace. Every time he pulls out almost completely he snaps his hips extra hard to bottom out completely. The action makes your teeth rattle and your walls clenching tight around him. “I can feel you sucking me in. How greedy.” Shoyo picks up speed, thrusting inside you with almost shallow thrusts. “Can’t get enough of that pussy. Must be my lucky day.” He brushes some stray hairs off your face and cradles your face with his hands. He alternates his thrusts now, switching between slow and sensual and rough and deep. “Yes, yes, yes, yes.” and “Shoyo, Shoyo, Shoyo.” falling like mantras from your lips.
Through your list filled mind you can feel that he is close. “Not gonna last much longer.” He pants between thrusts. “Are you gonna take it all? Let me…” he snaps his hips again then stills inside you. “Paint your insides white? Let me…” you moan when he sucks a harsh mark at your neck. “Cum inside you, like a good“ snap “little” snap “slut?” snap
“Yes, yes. God yes. Breed me Shoyo.”
“Hnngh, fuuuck. Gonna fill you up so much.”
“Yes, please. Need it. Ughnnn. yeees”
“Fuck, here I come, take it all.”
“AAAAAAAHHH! Yes. SHOYO!”
The waves sweep lazily at the shoreline, providing the perfect background sound. Shoyo lays on top of you, both of you basking in the afterglow. Hands stroking tenderly over heated skin. He is still buried deep inside you, still a little twitching. With a low growl he slips out of you, his dick getting soft. You sigh dreamingly, carding through his tousled hair. He is the first one to speak. Propped up on one hand his eyes sparkle. He seems full of energy, ready to go for another round. God you hope not but then again you do hope.
“Guess I should buy you breakfast. You seem a little exhausted.” He beeps at you and you are smitten in an instant. “Can’t have you pass out when we get to the next rounds.” He puts his pants back on and pulls you on your wobbly feet. Right when you try to reach for your panty, he snatches them last minute. “Nope, I take care of them” and without warning he squishes them into your leaking whole. You cry out in surprise, you’re still over sensitive from three! orgasms. You squirm, feeling a bit uneasy and try to adjust the makeshift plug. But Hinata tuts your hand away and shoves his fingers inside your cunt. “This is gonna stay there until we had breakfast. Understood?”
You half moan, half cry but you can’t deny that you’re getting wet and when you look into those hazel eyes you know that he knows too.
request by @saratour: Runa Runa! *waves* Hiiiiiyaaaaa! For the Dirty A-Z headcanon game, can I have Erwin with A, E and L please? THaaaankkk yooou <3 <3
notes: ahhhh sara!!! i am so happy that you requested erwin this man is just the finest of them all aicjdkxn<3
mentions/contains: degradation, praise, sir kink, power dynamics
