sorry about the angst lol idk what happened last night so here is some ✨horny✨
midoriya izuku x fem!reader
(cw: size kink, cervix fucking, sacrilege)
you’re gonna be the death of him.
he’s on top but he feels trapped, your arms thrown over his shoulders, muscled chest pressed against your tits, tongues dipping in each other’s mouths and curling together. your legs are around his waist, keeping him close to your body, his thick cock grinding at your sopping cunt.
“put it in ‘zuku,” you breathe, begging him, fingers trailing down his strong arm, gripping his wrist and placing his hand on your stomach, “wanna feel you right here.”
fuck, fuck, you’re driving him crazy, he can hardly contain himself, wanting to stretch you out on his cock, but you’re so delicate beneath him and he’s scared he might break you. the bulging veins rub against your clit, a matchstick trying to light but he’s not scratching the box hard enough, can’t- won’t let himself take what he needs.
“baby,” he rasps out, “s’gonna hurt, i don’t wanna- don’t wanna fucking hurt you.”
he’s barely hanging on, feeling your squelching pussy lips dragging against his length, and if angles it just right he could press the tip at your hole and just keep going-
no, he can’t- he won’t- fuck, he wants to but shouldn’t-
“please, ‘zuku,” you’re asking in the way that makes him melt, he’s always had a hard time saying no to your pouty lips and fluttering lashes. “want you to fuck me so good, want you to use me-“
your voice is like honey, like sugar, like a drug that flows through his veins and inebriates him, everything flips and his blood has never felt hotter, his resolve has never been looser; you really don’t know what you’re asking for, do you? recklessly playing with fire, thinking you’re invincible but in reality it’s only because he’s kept you safe.
what else is he supposed to do other than oblige? he loves you so much, trying so hard to ignore the way his cock is screaming for more relief, dying to feel your tight cunt around him, squeezing him desperately when you start crying because it is too much but you never listen.
the tip catches against your hole, your mouth hanging open and gasping as he sheaths himself inside, he’s biting at your kiss swollen lips and trying not to fall into a frenzy.
he’s not even halfway in when your tears start flowing, bottom lip trembling and shaky whimpers escaping, his hips instantly still even though he wants nothing more than to shove himself inside.
“you’re so good for me, baby,” he cups your face in his hand, thumbing away your tears, kissing your closed eyes, “love you so much, so fucking much-“
“‘zuku,” your voice is barely there, he’s clinging to every word that you say, trying to ignore the sick voice in his head that’s begging for him to wreck you.
“i’m here, lovely, i’m here.”
you swallow thickly, breathing heavy, pussy pulsing around his cock.
“want all of you inside.”
he curses under his breath as he spears his cock inside. your back arches off the bed, pussy dripping and stretching to fit him. he feels his cockhead bumping against your deepest part, tempting him to take a bite of the forbidden fruit; he could, he shouldn’t but he could, if he holds your waist up, rolls his hips further inside he can almost taste it already, nectar on his tongue and sin weighting on his bones.
“fuck, give it to me, give it to me, ‘zuku, please-“
greedy. so fucking greedy.
he’s trying, he’s trying, he’s trying so hard, but you’re just so- so fucking needy, biting off more than you can chew, always trying to tempt him with your seductive dance and convincing him you’ll both be alright. because eve will always want to eat the fruit, and will always want adam to experience the same bliss on his tongue. what’s he supposed to do about that, it’s human nature, isn’t it? don’t his loyalties lie with his lover?
and if you want something then he’ll fucking give it to you.
you moan wantonly when his hips are pressed flush against yours, body trying to pull away from overwhelming fullness, but he grabs your waist and keeps you still, making sure you get exactly what you asked him for.
“princess,” he traces a finger along your face, so fucking fragile and he’s gonna break you. “you know i love you, right?”
your mouth hangs open but nothing other than the sounds of desperation come out, nodding your head ever so slightly.
“good,” his fingers continue a path down, hand settling at your neck, “‘cause i’m gonna fuck you like i hate you.”
and if he can’t get into heaven, he might as well dance with the devil in hell.
