wc: 2.2k | gn reader | angst to fluff+smut | warnings: jealousy, arguing, hickeys, thigh riding, slight choking
> you can come and get your things tomorrow. (2:12 pm)
shoto rolled his eyes at your message before slipping his phone into his coat pocket. it seemed that you were a lot more upset about your argument last week than he had thought. he didn’t think you had really meant it when you suggested ending things that night. since then, shoto had gone back to his family’s estate, wanting to give you space before he would return and talk things through with you.
it was just a silly argument. that’s how he remembered it, at least. that night he had been so exhausted, wanting nothing more than to sleep off the stresses of the day but you were adamant on arguing with him about something as trivial as an offhand joke.
ignoring the usual stares and whispers coming from the people around him, shoto paid for his items and left the shop to make his way to your apartment. you may have told him to come tomorrow, but he knew better than to let the situation fester any longer. he had already let too much time go by and knowing how stubborn you were, he wasn’t going to get on your good side easily.
when he got to your door, he didn’t bother knocking and immediately entered the passcode he had grown accustomed to using for months. it was his and your birth months. that always made him smile. but instead of hearing the familiar click of the door unlocking, there was silence as the numbers on the keypad flashed red.
you changed the code.
tension gripped him tight as he briefly considered the possibility that you might actually be done with him. it took everything in shoto to refrain from simply freezing the lock and kicking your door down. instead, he let out a deep breath and calmed down before knocking. you probably would have loved to get a rise out of him like that. luckily he was in a good mood and only wanted to make amends with you.
he might not have shown it enough but shoto loved you deeply, you were the first relationship he had taken seriously after all. it was curious, the effect a stubborn, quirkless assistant had on him. not that he would ever admit that.
“who is it?” you drawled from the other side.
“it’s me.”
shoto heard some shuffling from inside before your footsteps drew closer. when you opened the door, the sight of you made the already strained grin on his face fall.
before him, you stood in an outfit too dressy for just spending the day off lounging around your apartment like usual. you looked like you put a little more effort than necessary into your appearance. you preferred not to go out much and you didn’t know he was coming today so why were you dressed so nicely? whowere you dressed so nicely for?
his expression now dark, shoto shifted his gaze behind you to scan for any signs of another person in the apartment.
“um, what are you doing here? i told you to come tomorrow,” you said nervously, slightly closing the door to obstruct his view.
unsettled by your behavior, shoto shoved the flowers he had gotten you into your hands and pushed his way inside. he quickly noticed the two wine glasses on the counter and the low music playing in the living room.
“yeah? so you can have a little fun with whatever asshole you have in here?” shoto seethed.
you calmly watched as he made his way through your apartment, stomping furiously in search of what he most likely suspected was a secret lover. after he ripped open your bedroom door, a sly grin played on your lips. you had succeeded. so that was what a jealous shoto todoroki looked like.
you delicately set your favorite flowers on the counter as he continued opening every single door in your apartment. he even looked under the bed. shoto heard you giggling behind him and whipped around to face you. when you saw the absolute fury in his eyes, however, you began to rethink your whole plan.
“who the hell was here with you, y/n?” he stalked closer to you.
a chill ran down your spine and you mentally scrambled to decide whether to continue your game or defuse the situation. of course, no one had actually been there with you. all you wanted to do was give him a taste of his own medicine and make him feel how you did.
last week you were both at an event honoring shoto and a few of his colleagues for their achievements as heroes. things were going fine until one of his friends, denki, had made a joke that rubbed you the wrong way.
“is this your date, todoroki? wow, what a looker! i hope you told your work-wife momo about them, you player.”
you knew it was a joke but when shoto only laughed along and made no move to reassure you, along with the fact that you caught momo blushingat him all night,your jealousy flared. when you confronted shoto about it later on, all he did was give you a bored shrug and say it was just denki being an idiot. maybe he was, but you weren’t. you knew momo would have loved to be with shoto, her self-admitted crush back in high school. in fact, the whole country already shipped the two heroes together romantically. it had never really bothered you until then.
in a moment of insecurity and frustration, you told shoto you couldn’t date someone so unconcerned about your feelings and suggested breaking up. the words had just spilled out of your mouth before you could stop yourself. you thought he would tell you that he was sorry, that he loved you and you alone. you didn’t expect him to give you a blank expression before grabbing his keys and leaving.
“i’m not doing this with you right now. you’re being ridiculous, y/n.” he had said.
angry and hurt, you spent the following week ignoring his existence at the agency and shooting him glares when he wasn’t looking. you knew he wasn’t seeing momo behind your back or anything, but when he spent a whole day patrolling with her and still hadn’t tried to speak to you… you wanted to get even. it was petty, but your feelings were hurt. and not wanting to be the first one to apologize, you decided to pull a harmless prank on him instead.
but as you stared at him in that moment, when he looked so furious and on the brink of possibly burning down your apartment, you regretted it all.
“answer me, y/n.”
“no one! i’m sorry!” you admitted. “it was just a joke! nobody was here!”
his deadly expression didn’t falter. “a joke.”
“i wanted to make you jealous… because i was still mad… about before.” you cringed, feeling childish as you uttered the words.
shoto let out a frustrated sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound right now?”
you wished you hadn’t apologized. your anger was reignited and you were taken back to that night all over again.
“stop calling me ridiculous! you’re the one with a side-chick at work! now you know how i felt! you’re lucky i didn’t really have someone here. maybe i should-”
before you could even finish, shoto had grabbed you and thrown you over his shoulder effortlessly before making his way to your bedroom. “wait-shoto!”
you let out a huff as he dropped you onto your bed. just as you were about to sit up, shoto straddled you, his knees trapping your legs in place and his hands pinning yours above your head.
“so you think i’m fucking yaoyorozu? is that it?”
he was so close you almost couldn’t think straight. in that position, you were embarrassed but didn’t want to give him the upper hand by reacting, so you turned your face away from him defiantly.
that was a mistake. shoto only chuckled darkly before pressing his lips to your neck, inching closer and closer to the spot under your ear that always made you melt. that combined with his hips on top of yours had you reeling.
“don’t tell me you actually believe that,” he whispered against your skin.
“maybe. you don’t even care abou-” a gasp escaped you when he bit down on your neck before smoothing over the spot with his tongue.
“when have i ever given you a reason to think that i want anyone else, hm?”
you halfheartedly struggled in his grasp, wanting to have an actual discussion with him but desperately aching for more of his touch. it was as if he had filled your every sense, clouding your judgment. he was so addicting and he knew it. you were sure that if you just gave in, shoto would give you everything you wanted. when he repositioned himself so that one of his knees was in between your legs, you knew it was over.
“oh my god…fuck,” you whined, slowly grinding your hips against him.
shoto stopped his assault on your neck and pulled away. he looked down at you and shook his head disapprovingly despite the smirk on his face.
“no, baby. we’re talking, remember? finish that sentence.”
you almost forgot what you were even upset about until he slid his knee away, taking your pleasure along with it.
“no, no, no,” you begged. “i’m sorry, sho. please.”
warmth and triumph spread through his chest at your words. you never had to beg him too much, he’d always given you what you wanted. but after a week apart, he wanted to enjoy your desperation a little longer.
unpinning one of your hands, shoto slowly trailed his fingers down the side of your face before gently gripping your neck. “say it.”
“what?”
“earlier, you were saying ‘maybe i should…’ maybe you should what, baby?”
letting out a frustrated sigh, you turned your face away. “maybe i should…call midoriya cute nicknames at work too.”
shoto’s eye twitched. he didn’t think you’d say something like that. and he really didn’t think you’d dare to utter another man’s name in bed- especially his best friend’s name.
“i know this was stupid.. i just… i have to hear about you and her being perfect together so much. and when you didn’t even care that i was upset it hurt my feelings.”
his anger immediately depleted, shoto smiled down at you softly before kissing your forehead. he wasn’t really tempted to tease you anymore after seeing the distant look in your eyes. the fact was that shoto didn’t want momo. he felt nothing even remotely romantic towards her, so when you were jealous last week, he found the whole idea insulting and a waste of time. he hadn’t even come up with that stupid nickname and certainly never called momo his work-wife. that combined with him already being so exhausted with work, he didn’t care to argue about it.
he knew he shouldn’t have left that night and even planned on apologizing the next day, but when he saw how adorably determined you were to give him the cold shoulder, he decided to play along. if he had known you were truly hurt, he would never have let you go a week thinking he didn’t care.
wanting to make it up to you, shoto slid his thigh back up between your legs and grabbed your hips to move you just how you liked it. "i don’t want anyone else, y/n. you know that right?”
’“i- i know,” you moaned in response. “but she wants you.”
“well that’s just too bad,” he leaned down again to press a kiss to your lips. “because i only love you.”
you shuddered at his words, pleasure pooling in your lower stomach. sensing how close you were, shoto slid his hand into your jeans and between your legs while he deepened the kiss, hurling you toward your orgasm. he swallowed your moans in his mouth and let out a pleasured sound of his own at the taste. he was unbearably hard, but you were all that mattered at the moment and he had all night to make up for lost time.
as you caught your breath, shoto settled himself beside you and gently pulled you into him to rest your head on his chest. after sitting in comfortable silence for a while, he spoke.
“i’m sorry about that night. i didn’t mean to hurt you. i love you, y/n. so much and i shouldn’t have left you alone. i should have been there for you after you told me how you felt. i never want you to have doubts like that again. will you forgive me?”
he felt you smile against him as you let out a hum.
“i love you too, sho. but don’t let anyone be called your work-wife or whatever else.” you hugged him a little tighter. “you’re mine.”
gazing down at you lovingly, shoto lightly traced his fingers up and down your back and kissed the top of your head. “of course. i’m yours. only yours.”
you exhaled, satisfied. “same.”
“are you sleepy?” he asked teasingly.
“i don’t like being mad at you, it’s tiring.”
“hm. you changed the door code. i almost panicked.”
“i was being dramatic…” you murmured. “i didn’t think you’d react like that though. i thought i really messed up.”
“you were enjoying some of it.”
“maybe just a little.”
shoto grinned. “you’re ridicu-”
before he could finish, you rolled on top of him and claimed his lips with your own.
A/N: just a quick fic while i work on getting out of a writer’s block with my other stories. my friend’s bf said he had a “work wife” last week and we were like… what.. i need to write more for bnha anyway. i’m also working on some 'getting back together’ headcanons for bnha and haikyu so those might be up soon! ᵔ◡ᵔ
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.
♡ 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.
➥➥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.
“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.
Summary: Sho can’t seem to pinpoint why he is so fixated on you until he can and then he can’t stop thinking about it. Can’t stop thinking about your swollen, full tits.
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Technically, this all can be traced back to being Natsuo’s fault the moment he recommended that Shoto go and try out these milk based smoothies at a new cafe. The moment he had heard milk, he was interested and found himself walking there after his hero shift was over. He did it partially to appease his older brother, trying to show genuine appreciation for the fact that he remembered his love for milk. And he was not displeased when he found the cozy cafe that was tucked away from the world, it definitely would have been overlooked if he was not looking for it. The little chime on the door, when he walks in, makes your face light up in surprise that someone was entering so late.
The moment you laid eyes on him, your eyebrows furrowed. Could this be Shoto Todoroki? The pro hero? It seemed like a far fetch, but he clearly looked like him. As he approached the counter while examining the cafe, you decided that it sure as hell was him. There was no mistaking that pretty face and built frame. The idea that he was in your shop sent your nerves afire, but it would not be the first time a hero had wandered in so you bank on talking first, “Hey, how can I help you?”
His eyes snap down to you quickly and he scans your entire being, caught off guard a bit. He looked at your very symmetrical face and pleasant features. Large eyes, plump lips, nimble pierced nose before taking in the way your dark curly hair was pulled up into a ponytail and fell messily around your face. Your hazel eyes almost matched your skin color which was a few shades darker as they bore into his confusedly. He scans your facial features again, overwhelmed by the only repeated thought he was having: ‘so hot, so beautiful’ which surprised him as he was never one to dwell on such matters.
He realized he had been staring like an idiot, so he cleared his throat to break the awkwardness. “Sorry I didn’t know what I wanted yet. You caught me by surprise.” He speaks while scratching his head and barring an awkward smile, partially telling the truth. You can’t help but giggle at this, remembering how the pro was always critiqued for being socially inept. This allows him a glimpse at your straight white teeth that had gems on the canines which intrigued him immensely.
“It’s okay I can recommend some stuff if you’d like?” You say as you turn a paper menu towards him and bend over the counter to start pointing at the paper. That’s when he notices it, plush round tits pressed against the hard marble counter and he bites his lip ‘holy shit’ he automatically thinks before lightly blushing and looking away. He criticizes himself wondering what has gotten into him today. He nods finally, “that would be nice, preferably something milk based”.
“My mommy makes best milk smoodies!” A small boy is suddenly tugging at the hero’s pants leg in an instant which makes him look down and chuckle lightly. The boy with familiar hazel eyes continues to look up at him expecting a reply, but Shoto hadn’t really understood what he was saying.
“Oh Milo! You’re not supposed to touch strangers!” You motion for the small boy to let go of the pants leg which he obeys before running around the counter to you. “Sowwy mommy!” He says as he hugs the side of your leg while you play with the curls in his hair.
“He’s yours?” Shoto inquired while looking at the menu, trying to hide the shock that might come off as rude or offensive. Why was he even shocked? Because you looked so young? No, his own mom looked rather young so it could not be that. Was it perhaps because that meant you were taken?
“Yea he is! He was recommending our milk smoothies.” You laugh when the pro hero smiles like something connected in his head, “that’s actually what I came in here for, it slipped my mind. Can I have a strawberry one?” You can’t help but bite your lip when you see the small smile that adorns his normally straight face when looking at a shy Milo. You weren’t one to keep up with hero’s much, especially as of late with everything you had going on, but you were involved enough to know who the top were. Especially when they were always in the media and you had to admit he was much more handsome in person.
“Yes, let me get that going for you right now.” You say as you move to the other counter, only to be halted by Milo clinging to you harder.
“Mommy heeeroo?” He asks while looking at Shoto and you laugh, picking him up and placing him on the counter in front of Shoto.
“Yep that’s him, why don’t you say hi?” You coax and Shoto is taken aback when the boy not only says hi, but rapidly starts babbling and waving his hands around. You left him there as you slightly turned your back to throw some ingredients into the blender.
“He’s talking about how cool you are to sum up!” You call back to Shoto who is trying hard to understand the curly head boy. He can’t help but chuckle, “I’m surprised you can even recognize me, little guy.” He states seriously taking in his small sitting stature, he couldn’t have been more than 2 years old if even that.
You shake your head in disagreement, “he loves hero’s, watches you top three all the time actually.” With that you begin to blend the smoothie, the loud rumbling startles Shoto, but not the little boy who watches in amazement. Once it’s done blending you begin to pour the contents into two separate cups while Shoto laps up areas where your skin was exposed, red in the face when his eyes land on your also pulp thighs and ass. He is quite sure there is something wrong with him today- when you turn around with the smoothies, the small boy’s eyes light up as he and Shoto are both given one.
“Thanks mommy!” He coos before desperately drinking it, “how much do I owe you?” Shoto asks and you shake your head, “it’s on the house, I’m about to close anyway.”
“I couldn’t possibly not pay-
“How could I charge such a respectful hero?”
“How could such a respectful hero not pay?” He rebuttals as he sips on his drink, almost groaning by how good it tastes, “especially when the drink tastes this good?”
“Well well, you’d think a respectful hero would listen.” You counter and he’s full on smirking now, does he realize it, you think as he looks quite amused by your efforts. He drinks some more before sighing, “I’ll only not pay if you allow me to pay next time.”
Hearing next time made your heartbeat increase, almost as if the fan girl in you that you didn’t know about wanted to squeal. He was looking at you so adamantly that you couldn’t help but nod with a slight blush.
“For all of us.” He states matter of factly as he pats Milo’s head who is sucking on his drink and nodding his head as if he could understand. You are full on red now as he acts like he didn’t do anything, thanking you one last time before turning around and heading out the door.
The next time he came in, it was around the same time as before and upon seeing him you had to stop yourself from blushing. This time it was a Saturday and the cafe still had some lingering teenagers in it who immediately quaked at the man. It takes him about 10 minutes to sign objects and take pictures with the group before he can make it to the counter and by then you had his drink almost prepared.
“Don’t forget to make something for yourself-” his eyes flick down to your name tag, having made it his life mission to find out your name, “-y/n”. You are so glad your ears are covered by your hair because they are set ablaze by his matter of fact tone.
You try to chuckle calmly and tease a bit, “oh you were serious about that?” He gives you a deadpan face that makes you snicker,” kidding, kidding” You tack on another drink and give him his total which he happily pays for before accepting your drink.
“Where’s the little guy at today?” He asked before looking around slightly to make sure that he had not missed the small boy, “oh he is in the back room taking a nap, he was a bit fussy today.” He calmly listened to how your day went and even gave you ample information about his. This is how your encounters went for the most part for the next half a year or so, Shoto would always stop by after his patrolling shifts- when he had them- and buy the same smoothie occasionally adding on drinks or desserts for himself, you, or Milo. The days where he did not work, he would try to come in early and help around the cafe- almost killing your eyes when you first saw him in regular clothing. He even started to learn his way around Milo: being able to understand his rapid babbling, getting used to his biting because yes he did bite, etc. You couldn’t help but let your mind wander at times about what ifs- what if you two got closer, what if you two started being more romantic together….what if his large hands helped you with other things. But you always cut them short because you were almost positive that he was not interested in you and you wouldn’t want to ruin what you did have going on.
Shoto on the other hand was nearing the end of his ropes with how much he was restraining himself towards you. He was less experienced in all things romance than others might imagine, not doing much in highschool, dabbling a bit in college, and becoming too busy now. Until you, until you started to consume his thoughts. He thought it would falter as time went on, but it only got stronger especially after finding out you were a single mom- not at all taken. His thoughts could get so lewd about you that he thought he was going crazy, consulting Bakugou and Deku, who were far more experienced and shocked that he was inquiring. It also didn’t help that he was just about whipped for your personality too, loving your bubbly and headstrong manner. Recently though, he had started noticing a change in you. You were less bubbly, more tired and irritable but trying to hide it.
So when he walks through your cafe doors one evening only to see the chairs on top of the tables signalling your close, he was surprised. He checked his watch to make sure that he was not late, which he was not. Soon you emerged from the back room with your purse and keys in hand and smiled tiredly. He can tell by the look in your eyes that something had happened today, but even so they lit up when they met him.
“I’m closing up early today and was thinking you could come up for some wine? If that’s a fair trade for a strawberry smoothie” You ask, walking towards him to give him a light hug, “Sure, but what about Milo-
“He’s at my friend’s house for the night. Sleepover.” You explain while locking the door, wanting to lean into his body that is firmly behind you, just exhausted from the day. He knew that you lived above the cafe, but had not been up yet, so walking up the stairs made him nervous and giddy like a teenager. The whole place smelled like you and Milo and it was exceptionally clean and above all warm- like people who loved each other lived here.
You pour two large glasses of wine, barley adding much to one, before handing him the one that was most filled since you didn’t want to drink much on the account of you still breastfeeding. Even so you relish the small amount that you allow yourself, sighing, “goddamn I needed that!” You giggle some, but the statement holds weight.
“Have you… Have you been okay?” He asks before finally drinking some of the smooth red wine and you sigh again.
“I’ve probably been rude lately, I’m sorry. I’ve just been really stressed. I didn’t realize I was being so obvious!” You try to wave it off a bit, not wanting to create cracks in your dam, but his soft eyes almost pleaded for more.
“You weren’t being rude, just a bit standoffish.” He explains as you almost finish your glass of wine, “Are you sure? My best friend said I was being mean, she is always able to read me so well. That’s why she took Milo for the night.”
Shoto’s brain starts to turn, realizing that you would be alone for an ample amount of time with no disturbances, “Let me refill that for you”, you break his thoughts while taking his now empty glass from him. He allows you and in attempts to stir his mind from forbidden thoughts he states, “you and your friend must be close then I know you barely let Milo out of your sight.”
Handing his glass back, you nod while watching the way his Adams apple bobbed when he swallowed the liquid “yes we met at a birth giving class and became fast friends when we found out we were both soon to be single moms. She even moved out to Japan with me when I wanted to get away from my ex. Not that that was her only reason.” By the end of your sentence, you are furrowing your eyebrows in deep thought.
“Can you believe that asshole has been threatening to come find Milo and I?” At the sound of this Shoto is even more alarmed and attentive than he was previously. You only brought up your ex once and that was to say that you were not together.
“Did he harm you two?” He asks immediately very seriously as he walks closer to you, “he well… lets just say he wasn’t good to me.” You struggle to get out, not even being able to correctly articulate that he did in fact harm you, “and he only wanted Milo because he thinks he will have a powerful quirk. I mean can you believe that…
You begin to launch into a full explanation of how terrible a man he was, all the things you have been holding back finally coming out like vomit rapidly as you get more and more worked up. Shoto is equally worked up if not more absolutely disgusted by the man you were describing, having to stop himself from drawing parallels to his own father.
“And fuck Milo is so scared that he won’t even breastfeed right. It’s been like a week and now I’m swollen and in pain and tired and-
Maybe it was because Shoto was already feeling so utterly protective over you because of what you had been saying or maybe it was because he had been internally conflicted for so long, but he pounced.
“Let me help you.”
“Wha- what? How? Wait do you mean with…” You trail off blushing at the fact that you even thought that he could possibly mean with the breast feeding situation.
“With everything. I-I can even help with your….” He presses further, desperation seeping from him as his eyes finally land on your full breasts, unapologetically, as they rise and fall from your heavy breathing.
Your back is against the counter and he is in front of you, staring, awaiting an answer as you make sure you heard him correctly. Your cheeks are flushed red from his confession and the alcohol, so it is easy to get lost in his heterochromatic eyes, “h-how?”
He lets go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding and brings his hands up, looking at you with a slight blush before placing them on your breasts. You instantly arch into his touch with an, “oh fuck” falling from your lips because he was using his quirk to warm them. It felt so nice, just having his large, warm hands on your aching breasts, so when he started to move them- grope them- your mind grew lewd.
His eyes were clouded with arousal, burning the image in his head of fondling your milk full tits in his hands before getting greedy and pulling away which makes you whine. You’re about to protest, but are cut off by him pulling your shirt open, sending the buttons of your cafe uniform flying and adding to your delirium.
“Put your hands back please Sho.” You basically plead looking up at him with trusting eyes as your black lace bra is put on full display. Your breasts can barely be confined to them, definitely showing the effects of not being properly emptied in a while and it had the pants of his hero costume growing tight. He attacks your breasts with his warm hands as he massages them in unison, pushing them together and spreading them apart while squeezing them to his own twisted pleasure. “ Hotter, hotter please- just more!”
He would spoil you to death if he could, so how could he not comply? You were leaning your palms flat on the counter behind you to bare your chest on full display for him, so he heated his palms up more and decided to slip them under the fabric of your bra. Your eyes flew open when his skin meets yours, a sinful moan leaving your lips.
“You’re so sexy darling.” He doesn’t stop himself from saying while ducking his head down and leaning into you. Your mouth falls open a bit in anticipation for the arrival of his lips which he presses to yours in desperate, touch starved want. Even so, you can tell he is trying to restrain himself a bit, attempting to not bite and tug sloppily at your lips but instead applying force behind his movements. You don’t want him to restrain though, don’t want him to focus on being the gentleman that he always is, so you place your hand on the back of his head and pull him further into you while licking at his bottom lip. He groans in approval and allows your tongue inside his mouth, but immediately attacks it, swirling the pink muscle with his before winning and invading your mouth. One hand is clamped in his locks while the other desperately unhooks your own bra, humming when it finally loosens around your shoulders. When you two pull apart, you are both panting with salvia coating your now redden lips and he quickly rids you of your bra and tattered shirt before staring at your bare chest.
“They’re so full- fuck.” Shoto hisses, catching you by surprise as he looks so honestly affected by the swell of your mounds. He scoops you up by the hips to easily place you on the counter before burying his face in the crook of your neck. Once again, your hand is finding refuge in his hair as he presses wet lips against your hot skin while placing his hands on your breasts again. This time one hand is warm while the other is cold and you gasp loudly at the dizzying combination. He starts a steady rhythm of changing the temperature of his hands while rubbing your nipples in circular motions with his thumbs.
Your panties are soaked and breasts well massaged, when you start lactating. Single beads of breast milk seep from each nipple, wetting the man’s thumbs and making him pull away from the redden hickey he was working on.
“Fuck, sorry I guess it was bound to happen because of how backed up I am, but-.” You start to say through heavy pants, but he cuts you off by licking his lips and bending low enough to catch your right nipple into his mouth. Your mind almost shatters as you freeze, “wait Sho it’ll- but he grunts instantly to cut you off because-
He knows. He has thought about it since the moment he met you. That if he toyed and sucked hard enough your milk would come out. He honest to god wanted all of it.
So his lips latched onto the budding nipple with lust coated excitement as he began to suck softly while giving the same, breast whom nipple he sucked, a squeeze- trying to coax anything, even a drop, out. “Ah ah!” You moaned a bit panicked when a slight stream filled his mouth which he hungrily swallowed before letting out a sinfully delightful moan, “it tastes so good, god you’re so sweet.” He expressed his gratitude with a lustful glance up at you who by now are equally as aroused by his actions.
“Please drink me dry Sho.” You whimper seriously and that is all he needs to hear before he is sucking milk from your leaking nipple while still massaging the other breast. His sucking gets more aggressive and desperate, biting at the flesh a bit and suctioning the bud harder causing more milk to spurt out while he grinds his dangerously hard cock into the counter subconsciously. You’re a moaning mess as milk escapes from the corners of his mouth while your other nipple begins to seep milk because of his squeezing, streaming down your stomach and onto your pants and floor. This catches his attention, he begins licking the trail that had trickled down your stomach before suckling that nipple instead while pinching the nipple he had already serviced so well.
His grinding gets more sporadic and you finally notice his movements, so you pull him by his shirt up to your face and watch as his unfocused eyes stare into yours while thumbing the milk from the corner of his mouth into his mouth. “Want your milk too, Shoto please.” Those words awakened another desire that he had been trying to submerge inside of himself.
“Want my milk too, baby girl? Yea?” He asks and you nod rapidly as he unbuttons and yanks your pants down and off your legs. Your matching black panties are coated with slick and he bites his lip as he hurriedly undresses too. When you are both left bare, you stare at his pretty dick that is glossed with pre-cum, but don’t have time to dwell on it when he is hiking your legs up and apart by your plush thighs.
He is looking down at your seeping sex as he starts to thrust shallowly between your folds, creating lewd squelching sounds as he strains to say “nex-next time i’ll be more attentive to your pretty pussy okay?” Your heart swells at his caring nature even when you both are so close to unraveling already, not that he wasn’t already being so very attentive.
With that he grabs his thoroughly wet cock and places it at your entrance, letting out a shaking breath when he starts to sink in. He bit his lip roughly when he watched your core stretch around him because of his throbbing girth, “oh fuck you f-feel great,” you sobbed as he continued to sink into your plush walls and just as he is almost in.
“Gotta stuff you a little more baby okay? So you can take all my milk properly.” He coaxes as he places hot, wet kisses on your face and you nod even though you’re the fullest you have been. The only thing your mind can think about is making him feel good and being stuffed by him, so when he thrusts the rest of the way and stills in you, your eyes roll to the back of your head as you fight back an orgasm. His head is thrown back, face flushed, and eyes screwed shut as he too tries to calm himself inside your gushing walls.
When he finally finds the ability to not almost cum every 15 seconds he begins a slow roll of the hips, cupping you by the face and saying “I’m gonna take care of you so good.” In response, you basically throw yourself into the kiss, not a coherent thought in mind that did not involve him in it while he continues to slowly grind into you while holding your thighs apart tightly, bruisingly.
“So full, feels so good Sho!” You moan out as you cup your breasts to toy with your nipples, “I- I’m not done with those full tits yet.” He groans as his thrusts get sharper, aiming to find your g-spot which makes you gasp in surprise.
“Don’t ever want you walking around with tits this full ever again, got it, gonna always suck you dry.” He whispers as he begins to suck and bite marks into your breasts, so roughly that it leaves marks. You were overjoyed by his almost animalistic manner, relishing the fact that such a proper gentleman could be so lewd for you. In no time, he was latched onto your unsucked nipple to drink all the sweet milk from that one while roughly squeezing the other which was now throbbing under all the attention.
“You can have me whenever you want.” There was no lie to your statement and he felt it, humming against your yummy nipple in approval as he started to thrust deeper, rutting into your g- spot in the process making you cry out and milk to spurt from your left breast.
He gently lets go of your nipple before smiling up at you, “found it.” He pushes his hair away from his forehead, revealing his scar and his sweat stained forehead before wrapping your legs around his back. Using your tits as leverage, he begins to fuck into you with intention, repeatedly ramming his full length into your spongy spot with force as grunts tumble out of his mouth.
“ ‘m gonna cum Sho c-can’t hold it!” You squeal as he soaks in the tears falling from your eyes and the milk trickling from your swollen nipples against both of you.
He begins to rub your clit with cold fingers which starts the process of your long orgasm, the cold juxtaposing with your heated bodies, “me too baby and I’m gonna stuff you full with my cum.”
“Fuck yes! Breed me Sho, gonna carry your baby please.” Your babbling makes his hips stutter and his orgasm to start as he begins to fill your womb with his hot seed, continuing to thrust so he can fuck you through both your orgasms. His fingers never let up on rubbing your clit, eliciting the loudest cry out of you, while his mouth fell up to moan your name loudly. Both quivering, you pussy overstimulates him when he stops thrusting as it pulsates around him, sucking him further in to get all of his cum, “fuckkk gonna give you a baby for sure.” He breathlessly cries as he further loses composure inside you, head falling in between your breast while yours and his arousal seep out of you onto the counter joining some of your breast milk.
Moments pass before he finally deems it alright to pull out, staying in a little longer for good measure not at all joking about wanting to breed you….
“You are so amazing.”
“You’re one to talk. I didn’t know you were so lewd, Shoto.” You tease as you suck a hickey on the skin under his ear before taking in his blushed cheeks. You two end up showering before falling asleep together only to wake up the next morning and go again.
He couldn’t wait to go on patrol that night to tell Midoryia and Bakugou about how he knew your milk would taste so sweet, finally being able to brag to them like they often did about their scenarios… plus he just had a new found glee at finally being able to claim you and those tits.
Summary: Animal mutation quirks are fairly rare so I was captured by the underground black market because of my quirk. I will be put up for sale to the highest bidder. I just hope that whoever wins me is a kind soul and will not mistreat me.
Kirei: I wrote this I while ago on AO3. It was my return to writing and my return to writing smut. This is a repost because Tumblr is a bitch.
Art credit: cosmicrosa on twt
Warnings: Temperature play, collaring, pet play. Master/pet, reader has a kitsune type quirk, dom!Shouto, sub!fem!reader, overstimulation, orgasm control, black coded (but can still be read by others), breeding kink, edging, creampie, dub-con with a twist, clit pinching, praise, degradation, slut calling, pet name (baby, snowflake, my love, etc), implied kidnapping
How did I get myself into the mess? I struggled against the chains binding my wrists with no avail. Sighing, I leaned my head against the cool metal of the cage they left me in.
Perhaps it was because of my quirk that I was captured.
My quirk gave me the animal attributes of a fox. I had large ears, claws, fangs, and a bushy tail. I usually maintained a good control over my quirk and only used the strength it gave me during missions, but at the time those men captured me; I lost control over my emotions due to an argument with my agency, causing my fox-like attributes to show.
The door creaked open loudly, the light blinding me temporarily. Squinting my eyes, I could faintly make out a figure. “Who’s there?” I asked, my voice cracking slightly from underuse.
Once my eyes had adjusted to the brightness that flooded into the dark room, I saw that it was the man that had captured me and I bared my teeth. “What do you want, you burnt bitch?”
Dabi, a man with burn scars that covered 60% of his body, smirked down at me. “Well, sweetheart, it’s your turn to be auctioned off. So, I’ve come to collect you.”
“You’re lucky these chains suppress my quirk, asshole!” I snarled, rising to my feet to glare at him. A blush lit up my cheeks when I noticed the look in his light blue eyes.
Desire was swirling in them as they looked over my body. It was then I remembered that I was dressed only in a thin white dress.
Squeaking out, I covered my chest with my hands and knelt back down. “Fucking pervert!” I cursed at Dabi.
