#sasa writes
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Shoto Todoroki x f!reader
Summary: After all those years you will never forget your first love.
cw: strong language, mentions of injuries
wc: 860
a/n: A little blurb from me for this collab.
A bar in a far off country, cozy and warm, shielding you from the stormy weather outside. The ice clacked in your glass that you long had abandoned - too lost in the conversation with a stranger. It was a tough day, work was exhausting and you needed some time to unwind. You observed the guy sitting opposite from you. He was handsome, easy to talk to, so much different than a certain classmate. You sigh aloud. “Am I boring you?” You focus on his handsome face and an apologetic smile spread on your lips. “Not at all. I’m sorry. It’s been somewhat of a toll lately. That’s all. Please I’m all ears now.” You wink at him with an honest smile. “Promise.”
The night went on and soon morning arrived. Against his proposal you parted ways last night and went your separate ways. You regretted not taking him up on his offer to spend the night, rolling around in your big bed now all alone. Suddenly a memory flashed before your eyes and with nothing better to do on this Sunday morning, you indulge yourself.
It was Spring, the cherry blossoms bloomed on the school yard, the air was filled with love on this particular afternoon in February. You had finally mustered all your courage to confess to your Highschool crush. Like in those romances you loved so much, you told him to meet you after school behind the building so you could give him your self made chocolate. Waiting nervously, your heart beat loudly in your chest and you were afraid that it would jump out any second but all thoughts vanished when he rounded the corner and stood in front of you with his usual impervious expression.
“You wanted to speak with me, (Y/N)?”
“Yes, that is true, Shoto. Thank you for meeting me here on such short notice.”
You couldn’t believe that you were able to form coherent sentences now.
“I wanted to give you something. I bet you already have more than enough and it’s totally okay if you regift them…”
In your outstretched hands was the box of chocolate. Your gaze was fixated on the ground, too shy to look him in the eyes.
“Thank you, (Y/N). But … I won’t have any use for these.” His voice was stripped from all emotions. “And regifting seems not right, so I can’t take them.” You felt your face heat up and tears threatened to fall. “I understand. You already got someone special.”
A tear rolled over your nose and disappeared into your pillow. Why did you have to think about this stupid hot and cold bastard just now!? Half a year later all the newspapers spotted the same headline: “Rising Pro Hero Shoto engaged?!” You shook your head and swung your feet out of bed. It was just a silly crush back then but you never forget your first love. The coffee machine gurgled pleasantly in the quiet of the morning and you searched your fridge for something to eat. You really should’ve gone grocery shopping. A crashing sound from your living room room made you drop the milk bottle and alarmed but not too worried you made your way over. “Mister Twinkle I swear to God if you have knocked over one more flower pot…”
“(Y/N)”
“Shoto?”
In, what was once your window, laid your first love covered in cuts and bruises. “I’m in need of medical assistance.”
“No shit Sherlock!” You huffed and helped him up. “Not to mention that you owe me an explanation.” Shoto could only nod and let you guide him into your kitchen.
“Don’t move, I’m gonna fetch the first aid kit.” Mister Twinkle greeted you on your way back to the kitchen, drawn in by the noise and the ruckus. Several gauze bandages and band aids later, the fire and ice hero looked somewhat presentable. “Thank you. I didn’t know where else to go in this unfamiliar city.” You got behind your counter, picked up the milk bottle and poured yourself some coffee. “You want one?” Shoto nodded thankfully.
Over steaming hot mugs you got your explanation. Seemed like your former classmate was undercover investigating a big hit in this city but he ran into some trouble and ended up blowing his cover.
“This is actually a lot. I never thought…” You took a sip from your cup. “I mean how long have you been undercover?” Shoto observed your next reaction carefully. “Since high school. February to be precise.” Your eyes met and realization hit you. “Don’t tell me…” All he could do was nod.
“So it was all just a lie?” He reached out for your hand but you shied away. He didn’t regret much but rejecting you that day was something he would always regret.
“Not everything, not for me anyways.” You met his gaze and could see the same glint of hope mirrored in his heterochromatic eyes. With this glimmer you held out your hand for him. Surprised he looked back up from your hand and you gave him a reassuring smile.
“I never stopped, you know.”
“Me neither.”
Dusty
“Now, will you look at that?”
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!
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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.
“Shoto is right, Bakugbro.”
“Yes, Katsu. Just because it’s Christmas.”
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Ice Skating by Sasa
Satori Tendou x f!reader
Summary: Your first date went not the way you planned it rather it turned out even better.
cw: fluff, Christmas spirit
wc:1.1k
a/n: Something fluffy for the holidays. Not my best work but it still warms my heart. Thanks for the inspiration to
„Lets go ice skating for our first real life date!“
Your exciting voice still rang in Tendou’s ears even after he hung up the phone. Lost in thoughts he stared at his phone.
Due to his wish to become a chocolatier he studied at a renowned school in Paris. There he met you on the campus a few months ago. You started dating soon after but with the pandemic still going on and all of you practically in lockdown there wasn’t a chance to meet face to face yet. But Tendou enjoyed your virtual dates just as much as the upcoming one. A smile formed on his lips when he thought back to all the virtual dates you had. Falling asleep while on facetime or watching you cook dinner with him will always warm his heart.
But now the lockdown was lifted so you came up with the beautiful idea of ice skating on the local Christmas market. It wasn’t that Tendou thought it was a bad idea - no on the contrary - ice skating gave some nice opportunities to touch each other and hold hands without it being awkward and forced. That would’ve been the case if it wasn’t for one very important detail: the redhead couldn’t skate at all!
You two agreed to meet up this Sunday in the afternoon when it started to get dark and the lights transformed the market into something magical. The former middle blocker was waiting at the agreed spot. He checked his watch for the third time in a matter of seconds and tried to brush some imaginary dust off of his jacket.
“Satori!” Your voice reached his ear and a few seconds later your beautiful face came into view. His stiff and nervous posture changed completely and he waved at you with a big smile.
“Y/N!” You rushed your steps and bumped into his open arms. After the longest hug you just looked at each other. Still not comprehending that you were actually touching each other for real. It felt nice. His strong arms around your shoulders and his hands on your lower back giving you a feeling of belonging.
“Shall we go directly to the ice ring or do you want to stroll over the market, mon chouchou?” Your cheeks warmed at the cute nickname he had picked out for you. “As long as we are able to spend time together I don’t care what we do first.” Tendou smirked down at you. “Then strolling it is.”
After some time where you enjoyed the Christmas markets specials and wandered hand in hand you came to the ice skating ring. You got a bit anxious because although you suggested this date, you weren’t particularly good at skating. But with a gleeful smile you thought, that’s what I have Satori here for. It will be super romantic and if I fall he will catch me. Tendou on the other hand was getting nervous too. He couldn’t bring himself to tell you that he couldn’t skate. Hopefully you would’ve been happy with just skating along the edges.
After borrowing some skates you wobbled onto the ice. Thankfully it wasn’t too packed so you had enough space.
“Are you coming, Satori?”
“I’m right behind you, Y/N.”
It took some time to get used to the skates but you managed to skate a few meters without holding onto the barrier. Looking behind you, you saw Tendou struggling. You smiled and huffed at him. He looked like Bambi on the ice. It was too adorable. If he couldn’t skate he just could’ve told you. A meaner smile spread across your face and you skated towards him.
“What takes you so long? I thought you sport aces don’t struggle with a bit of skating.” You teased him and offered him your hand. “I am not struggling. It’s these borrowed skates. They are not right. Normally I would fly over the ice,” and after taking your hand he added “But I don’t want to abandon you so I adapted to your pace.”“Are you saying that I hold you back?” You pouted, letting go of his hand and stemming your fists into your sides. Without your hand the red head wiggled unsteadily and to gain some stability he hunched over in a cowering position.
“If I hold you back, I can just leave you to your glorious flying over the ice.” You teased some more. Tendou raised up from his hunching position, a wicked smile on his face. You skated a few steps backwards, out of his reach. You knew exactly what he had planned with that look on his face. So for each wobbly step he took you scooted back two and soon you both were ice skating over the whole area.
“Look at that. And here I was thinking you couldn’t skate.” You mocked him playfully. With a loving gaze you studied his face and saw his eyes widen in realization. Tendou couldn’t believe his eyes. He stood in the middle of the ring. Euphoric he skated too fast in your direction and before you could react he knocked both of you down. “Are you hurt, mon chouchou?” Concern dripped off of his voice. “I’m not so great after all, huh…”
Tendou sat on his knees and lifted you up with him. Both of your faces were beet red from the cold and the sudden closeness. You couldn’t help but laugh at his guilt ridden look. He looked like a kicked puppy. His eyes narrowed at your laughing fit but not long after he joined in - your laugh too contagious and the situation too ridiculous not too.
“You are the greatest to me. Even if you can’t ice skate like a pro.” You beamed at him after you calmed down enough. Carefully you leaned in closer and pressed your cold lips onto his. Surprised by your action he didn’t react at first. But after his brain caught up with the situation he reciprocated with all he got. After you parted you noticed some white spots in his short hair. With glee you looked into the darkened sky.
“Look Satori, it snows.” But Tendou didn’t pay no mind to the beautiful snowflakes. He was too engrossed with your glowing face and gleaming expression. He was sure that you were the one and if you wanted to go ice skating again, he just had to practice. He wasn’t unfamiliar with that concept. If that meant he could spend more time with you then he would spend all day on the ice.
He knew then and there that he was utterly in love with you.
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Brazil!Hinata Shoyo x f!reader
Summary: When a hot night at the clubs turn into a hot night at the beach turn into a hot day with sex - isn’t that perfect holiday activity?!
cw: mild degradation, calling reader slut, dom!Hinata, outdoor/beach sex, swearing, breeding kink
wc: 7.9k
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.
“This is gonna be such a fun day!”
Birthday with Loki
requested by @lokislittlewarrior: Today is my birthday and I was wondering if someone could by chance do a Loki imagine based on that for me? I’d be ever so grateful
notes: I think I might misunderstood it and went with a little one shot… hope you still like it. Happy Birthday nevertheless!!
tw: fluff, insecurity
word count: 1.3k
The sun peered over the horizon and soft rays lit your room. The shrill sound of your alarm clock tore you out of a beautiful dream that you couldn’t remember, only a pleasant feeling remained. With the feeling of your dream still lingering and buzzing through you, you started your day. Today was your birthday, after all. You had thought about taking a day off, but since your family and friends wouldn’t come to your party until the weekend and you didn’t feel like spending the day alone, you decided against it.
At the same time in a magnificent palace in another realm, doubt gnawed at a young prince. Loki knew that today was your Midgardian birthday and that it was special but here on Asgard time was measured differently and not every birthday was celebrated. So the dark haired man was in a predicament. Should he go by Asgardian custom and just wish you a pleasant day or should he follow the ones from Midgard where the people threw big parties for their birthdays every year?
He scolded himself for never talking about that with you. Both of you could talk about everything and it never bored him. He enjoyed your conversation very much. A fond smile appeared on his handsome features when he thought about you and the time you spent with each other.
Meanwhile on earth, half of your work day was already over. All of your colleagues congratulated you, even your boss treated you to dinner. All in all it was a pleasant and fun day but something didn’t feel right. Your boyfriend hasn’t messaged you or showed up yet and the fact that he might have forgotten you got to you. You were aware that your boyfriend, being the prince of Asgard and currently residing there, couldn’t just pop up so easily but despite that you still had hoped that he would surprise you.
When the sun began to sink over the horizon and golden light danced over Midgard, Loki had finally made up his mind and was on his way to Heimdall. After he consulted his brother and his mother, he came to the conclusion that you would be upset and even sad should he not show up on your birthday. So with a few hours of sunlight left he used the rainbow bridge to see you.
“Finally done for today!”
“Almost weekend… I think it’s time for some beers.”
“Hey Y/N what about you? Got lovey-dovey plans with your boyfriend or do you come and join us for some after work drinks?”
You looked up from packing your belongings into your bag and a frustrated sigh escaped your lips.
“Oh oh, do I sense trouble in paradise?” Your colleague shot you a sympathetic look.
“No, not really. It’s just…” You nibbled at your bottom lip. “He hasn’t called yet, is all.”
Another colleague put a hand on your shoulder. “If you defend him with that stupid excuse that he is busy, then save it.”
“Yep, heard that one a million time. What kind of boyfriend forgets his girl’s birthday?”
Your head sunk low and your mood soured even more. They had a point. As much as you loved Loki and as much as you showed understanding for his royal duties, you couldn’t defend him every time.
You tightened your shoulders, grabbed your bag and made a decision.
“You’re right. I can’t defend him all the time. I’m coming with you!”
General cheers and approval could be heard and the group made their way to your favorite bar.
Loud music thumped in your ears and the beat vibrated in your chest, leaving a pleasant buzz running through you. It was the right choice to join your colleagues and have a little fun, especially on your birthday. Another round of shots were placed on your table and the mood bursted with good vibes. As you were a mixed group there was some flirtatious dancing involved but nothing too heavy as you all were respectful of each other. It was just dancing and having fun with some friends.
The playful atmosphere changed when a slow song spurted out of the speakers and wafted over the dance floor. Only seconds later the floor was filled with couples dancing sensually to the love song. Your whole group was on the dance floor, either with a partner or alone. But you stayed behind, sulking in self-pity that your handsome boyfriend abandoned you.
Apathetically you sipped at your drink, not noticing the tall figure closing in on you from behind. It was easy tracking you down with Heimdall’s help, but the fact that you weren’t at home waiting for him, irritated Loki. Normally you would refuse an invitation from your colleagues but today you accepted and he was to blame for that. He should’ve visited you earlier.
“Would you do me the honor and join me for this dance, my love?”
Surprised by this silky voice close to your ear, you rushed around only to look into the eyes of your unfaithful boyfriend.
There he stood, dressed in an all black suit, one hand outstretched and a warm smile on his lips. You wanted to not give in instantly and made him squirm a little but his disarming smile and the mischievous glint in his eyes melted your resistance on the spot. “What took you so long?” You bickered but took his waiting hand and let him lead you to the dance floor.
Tightly embraced you swayed lightly to the beat of the song. Your colleagues laughed and whistled upon seeing you two. But laying in his arms, feeling his heartbeat and smelling his rich cologne, you couldn’t care less what your colleagues thought. After the song turned into a more upbeat one, Loki signaled you to follow him outside with a quick nod of his head.
“I’m sorry that I didn’t get here sooner. You must have thought, I’ve forgotten you, my love.” Loki took your hands into his and watched your reaction with an apologetic expression. “True I wasn’t thrilled that you didn’t reach out to me in any way, but I know that your duties in Asgard are more important than a mere mortal could ever be.”
Wow you didn’t mean to sound so taunting. But all the talk from your colleagues had made you think and only once you wanted to be treated as a priority. Loki was baffled by your reproach. He never thought that you would think about your role in his life as an implicitness. His gaze softened and he squeezed your hands reassuringly.
“I assure you that I don’t take you for granted. I chose you to be my beloved princess. It saddens me that you feel that way. Tell me, my love, how can I show you that you are the most important person in my life?”
He looked at you questioningly. “Should I move to Midgard for you? I am sure I can rearrange my duties accordingly. Or should we go on a vacation together? There are so many places I want to show you. Speak the word and I make it happen. Anything for you. All I want is you to be happy,”
With every word that left his beautiful lips your heart fluttered more and more. How could you ever doubt this man? If you’d ask he would try and get you the moon and the stars. Thinking of that an idea popped into your head and you interrupted his flood of words.
“Enough, Loki. You don’t have to move in with me here on Midgard. Although a vacation sounds nice but not right now. I am happy when I’m with you, no matter where.” You looked at him lovingly. “Right now, I just wish that you don’t leave me and spend the last remaining hour of my birthday with me.” You intertwined your hand with his and dragged him with you. “Can you make that happen?” You added mockingly. The god of mischief laughed at your teasing tone and tugged at your locked hands. “Whatever my princess demands.”
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