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[voidsw0rld]

manhandled Simon x Reader mdni +18 (size kink, rough, manhandling)

Simon Riley is a monster. Maybe not literally, but that’s how it feels—how it always feels, when you’re beneath him. He fills the bedroom with his presence, hulking and broad, shadows bending around him like even the darkness is scared to get in his way. You’re nothing next to him—small, soft, breakable, and he loves reminding you of that. Especially tonight.

You’d begged to be on top, desperate for a scrap of control, and Simon had just looked at you with that cruel little smirk, the one that promised you’d regret it. He let you climb up, let you straddle his massive thighs, your legs stretched wide to fit around him. His cock is a monster too—thick, heavy, almost too much—and you have to work for it, have to use your whole body just to get him inside.

Simon doesn’t help. He just sits back, arms folded, watching you struggle, dark eyes glittering with amusement. “C’mon, little thing. Show me you can take it,” he rumbles, voice rough as gravel.

You try. You ride him, thighs burning, sweat dripping down your back, every bounce making you gasp. But you’re outmatched—your body’s just not built for this, not for him. Every time you slow, every time you whimper, Simon’s big hands clamp down on your hips, fingers digging in so hard you know you’ll wear his bruises for days. He keeps you moving, using your body however he wants, forcing you up and down on his cock until you’re sobbing, muscles screaming.

“You wanted this,” he growls, grip bruising. “You said you could handle it. Prove it.”

You’re shaking, tears streaking down your face, and still he doesn’t let up. When your legs finally give out, you collapse against his chest, breathless, ruined. Simon just laughs, low and mean, like he’s barely getting started.

With no warning, he flips you, manhandling you like you weigh nothing. You land on your back, legs spread, and Simon’s on top of you in a second. His weight pins you down, nothing gentle about it. He shoves your knees back, bending you nearly in half, his cock slamming into you hard enough to knock the air from your lungs.

“Take it. Take all of it,” he snarls, hand wrapping around your throat, thumb pressing under your chin until you’re choking on your own moans. His other hand cages your wrists above your head, his grip so tight you can’t even squirm. “You’re so fucking small. Could break you in half if I wanted.”

You can barely breathe, can barely think. All you know is the stretch, the burn, the relentless way Simon fucks you, like he’s trying to ruin you for anyone else. The bedframe rattles, headboard slamming into the wall, your body shoved up the mattress with every brutal thrust.

Simon’s mouth is everywhere—biting your neck, your jaw, leaving marks you’ll have to hide. “You wanted rough, didn’t you?” he spits, voice ragged. “That’s what you get. You’re mine. Mine to wreck, mine to keep. No one else could ever take you like this.”

He lets go of your throat just long enough to fist a hand in your hair, yanking your head back so you have to look into his eyes. “Look at you. Ruined. You can’t take it, can you?”

You sob, body shaking, but all you can do is beg. “Please… please, Simon.”

He grins, feral, and fucks you harder, hips snapping, cock driving deep until you can’t do anything but take it and take it and take it. He doesn’t stop, not even when you cum, not even when you’re sobbing and shaking and clawing at his arms, desperate for mercy. Simon just growls, low and vicious, and keeps going, fucking you through every orgasm until you’re nothing but a mess beneath him, body limp and spent.

And when you think he might finally be done, Simon flips you again—face down, ass in the air, his hand flat on your back, holding you down so you can’t move, can’t run. He pushes back in, deeper, rougher, fucking you with the full brute force of his body. His palm comes down on your ass, hard enough to sting, and you cry out, helpless, lost.

“You’re mine,” he grunts, hips slamming into you, cock stretching you wide. “No one else gets you like this. No one else gets to break you.”

You’re gone, shattered, every nerve ending raw. Simon fucks you until you can’t see straight, until you can’t remember your own name, until the only thing left is him—his weight, his hands, his cock, the bruises he leaves behind.

You don’t even notice when you start begging, words slurred, voice wrecked. “Simon, please, I can’t—”

He doesn’t stop. “You’ll take it,” he snarls, hand in your hair, yanking your head back so you can hear every filthy word. “You’ll fucking take it, ‘cause you’re mine.”

He holds you there, helpless, until he’s finished, until you’re shaking and sobbing and utterly broken.

And even then—Simon doesn’t let you go. He gathers you up in those massive arms, tucks your ruined body against his chest, and holds you tight, like he’s never letting you out of his grip.

Because you’re his. Small, helpless, marked for days.

And the sick part of you that pretended not to exist loved every single minute of it...

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When you woke up, you didn't smell John's cigar or the smell of breakfast cooking, which made you pout. You hated to admit it, but you'd gotten attached to your boyfriend in an almost codependent way. It was entirely his fault, and had been his plan all along, but you didn't need to know that.

You slowly crawl out of bed, the nightgown John had bought you brushing against your thighs. It was a simple plain slip, just like all the others, but it always made you feel cute. Special. John didn't ask if you had wanted the nightgowns. He had just bought them for you; he didn't ask if you wanted your steak cut up; he just made sure it was when he gave it to you.

Just like he didn't ask if you needed a babysitter for the weekend; he had just left one with you.

"Uncle Nik!" You squeal once you see him, leaning lazily against the kitchen counter as he drinks his tea. He chuckles when you all but pounced on him, arms wound tight around his neck. "I didn't know you were coming to visit!"

"Your Dad didn't tell you?" He presses his hand to your lower back, slowly wandering down. He squeezes your bottom, letting out a disappointed sigh when he realizes you aren't wearing any panties. "Do you always sleep bare?" He murmurs as he flips up the back of your nightgown, relishing in the squeak you let out.

"It's summer, Nik! I get sweaty at night." You protest, gasping when he spreads your cheeks apart. "Uncle Nik, stop.." You whimper in embarrassment, breath hitching when his calloused finger trails between your folds.

"Does your Dad know you sleep bare? All exposed like a dirty girl?" He chuckles as he slowly flicks your clit back and forth with his index finger. "That you cling onto your uncle with a wet cunt, already ready for taking?" He grabs your head, forcing you to stare at him.

"Sometimes Dad wants to have me when he can't sleep." You admit, shoot up onto your toes when he pinches your clit roughly. He forces his knee between your legs, leaning up against the counter for leverage. Your clit brushes roughly against the fabric of his jeans, one of his fingers prodding at your hole.

"Still doesn't explain why you cling to your Dad's best friend with no panties on. Did you want me to do this? Hmm? To treat you like the dirty girl you are?" Your breath hitches when two of his fingers press deep inside you. The burn of the stretch was perfect, a small moan breaking free from your throat.

"Mm, I was right." He chuckles, fingers pumping faster as he grinds your hips down onto his thigh. "I'll make sure you remember to put your panties on before you leave your room, yeah? What if your brothers had been here? Would you have flaunted yourself for them as well?"

"No! No, Uncle Nik!" You plea as you writhe in his grip. He was unrelenting, fingers pressing against your sweet spot brutally. You clench around his fingers as an oragsm ripples through you, soaking the denim underneath you.

"You're lucky they aren't here. Hungry boys, they are... they would've loved a look at this sweet cunt early in the morning." He purrs, lips brushing the shell of your ear. "Stop squirming, girl... Let Uncle Nik teach you a lesson."

[cinna-creme]

alr fuck it aizawa blurb - hopefully this gives him

he was going on a mission and you couldn’t handle him being gone that long so you ordered yourself some stuff to keep you preoccupied. normal stuff like new clothes to try on, sets of nails, a new dildo. regular stuff.

aizawa didn’t think so when he opened the package before you could. which is why you’re tied to the bed and he’s plunging your cute new pink dildo in and out of your messy pussy as you cry at him.

“sh- shota! you’re gonna- nghh! be gone for a week!”

“four days.” he slams it into you and grinds the silicon around.

“mnghhh!” your hips buck when he thumbs at your puffy clit.

he stares up at you as you fall apart around the toy again, leaving the creamy ring that you’re only supposed to leave around him. he pulls it out and have you flipped over instantly and you hear the loud crack! before you feel the sting on your ass.

he spanks you, rolling his eyes as he watches you drop down your legs. you always enjoy your punishments. his scarf tightens and holds your wrists down and he slams the dildo back into you, fucking you so slowly as he keeps spanking you. your knees are trembling with each smack and when your knees gives out he starts pounding the toy back into you.

“shota- i’m! nghh! pleaseplease! shota i’m gonna- aghh!” your thighs shake as you cum again and he doesn’t let up.

“next time you wanna buy something like this we’ll go to the store and pick out one together.” he pulls the dildo out of you and replaces it with his cock. “think that you is gonna replace me?” he leans over you.

“nnno! couldn’t!” you sputter.

“didn’t think so.” he lifts back up and fucks you until you’re boneless.

[cinna-creme]

a/n: hc style cus i’m feeling lazy

katsuki is convinced his heart has never beat faster until he got into a relationship with you and izuku

⋆˙⟡ the first time you noticed was when izuku got home from a long day of teaching, walked right up to you and planted his lips on yours, burying his hand in your hair and moulding you to him, licking along your lips and shoving his hand in your shorts

katsuki stood frozen with red cheeks and a tent in his sweats

⋆˙⟡ showering sends his heart beating wildly in his chest because he knows one of you will come in, he doesn’t mind but it’s the thrill of not knowing which one of you or if both of you will come in

when it’s the both of you, his eyes go wide as you both press him back against the tile and run your hands all over his slick body, cooing and admiring, kissing all over his neck but before it gets too heated you both let go and wash his hair and his body for him, drying him off with a fluffy towel and sending him on his way with pink cheeks

⋆˙⟡ the group chat that the three of you have is always filled with lewd messages, pictures and videos

izuku sent the first video in while katsuki was away on a mission, he had you spread out on the bed beneath him and a shotty camera angle of him lazily fucking you

“say hi to kats baby. i’m sure he misses you.” he coos and zooms in on your pussy sucking him in.

katsuki cums hard and alone in his hotel room that night.

⋆˙⟡ when he gets home from patrol he never knows how he’ll find the both of you, he’s always half hard when he walks through the door

his jaw is on the floor when he walks into the room and finds izuku fucking a dildo into you with a vibrator pressed right on your clit. you whine out to him, struggling against the restraints and izuku looks at him over his shoulder and smiles.

“c’mere kachhan.” he turns the vibrator up. “she’s about to cum.”

“i.. izuku.” he stutters.

⋆˙⟡ the mornings are some of his favorite times because he feels so cuddled and loved with you and izuku curled into his sides

on days he’s off he’ll wake up to you and izuku hooking a leg over each of his and your hands wandering up his thighs. you’re first to run your fingers up his cock as izuku buries his head in his neck and sucks small marks just under his ear.

“good morning kacchan.” izuku whispers, licking the shell of his ear.

“what do you want to do today?” you purr, wrapping your fingers around his hardening dick.

“want me to use that vibrator on you?” izuku chuckles at the shutter that goes through katsuki’s body.

“we can tie you up and everything.” your thumb swipes at the little beads of pre.

“please!” he gasps.

⋆˙⟡ when you’re away on missions and izuku has him to himself katsuki feels like he’s been hunted

“katsuki.” izuku calls from the front door after work, walking into the kitchen to find him cooking.

“i’m making dinner.” his neck flushing all the way up to the tips of his ears.

“what if i want something else for dinner?” izuku comes up behind him and wraps his arms around his waist, kissing the back of his neck.

“like- ngh!” izuku nips at his warm skin. “like what?” he pants.

“hmm..” his hand slips in the front of his pants. “i dunno..” katsuki leans back into him as izuku wraps his hand around him. “you look good.”

⋆˙⟡ when you and izuku are away on missions katsuki finds himself going through the group chat just waiting for the both of you to text, but you both always try to get a facetime in

“flip the camera, kats.” you coo. “let us see.”

katsuki’s brows scrunch but he flips the camera and shows you both his angry, pink tip, glistening with pre. “hurts.” he lets out a little whine.

“stroke it like i do, kacchan.” izuku scoots in next to you.

“i- mngh!” his hips jerk when he tightens his fist.

“yeah just like that, baby.” izuku nods.

you and izuku both talk him through it while he fucks his fist, gasping and cumming all over his abs. “when do you guys come home?”

“two days.”

“can you guys stay on the phone while i go to bed?” he starts to clean up.

“course baby.” you both hum.

katsuki is terribly in love with the both of you

[brutalismtic]

RED SEX

he always thought sex was something sacred, something you should wait for until you found your soulmate. for him, lovemaking represented the deepest link you could have with someone.

until you stormed into his life.

he told himself that you wouldn't be a big deal, just a little innocent crush that would go away after a few weeks. i'm sorry to spoil but it wasn't. the little heart flutter he felt everytime you were near slowly became a deep ache. one nestled deep inside his core. one who never faded away, only grew stronger and hungrier as time went by.

one glance at you and he could already hear himself scream internally. he wanted to get closer, wanted to touch, to kiss, to claim. everything about you drove him crazy: your looks, your smell, the sound of your voice, the fantom touch of your skin whenever you walked by. oh that little crush turned to obsession. pure little angel turned into a lustful man.

so when he finally got a taste of you? oh god he turned feral. his cock is pounding your tight little hole, going in and out of you with wet squelches. his lips are all over you, on your neck to suck at your sweet spot, on your chest to lick your hard nipples, on your legs to leave bitemarks and on your lips to claim your mouth.

your legs shake desperately, hooked on his shoulders. you are bent in half and so close to him. your head spin but you don't know if it's from the heat of the room or the fact that his dick is drilling your spot perfectly. you bite your bottom lip to muffle the slutty moans escaping your mouth, an action that didn't please him.

"don't fucking hold back."

he grunts, looking at you with feral eyes. his hand sneaks to your face, shoving his thick fingers inside your mouth to force it open. spit dribble down your chin, droplets sliding down your neck. before being catched by his wet tongue. a high-pitched keen leaves your throat when he shoots his load inside you, coating your gummy walls white. your toes curl as you finally feel yourself tip over the edge, spiraling into the throes of orgasm.

your mind deconnects for a second before your vision finally becomes clear. you see him above you, panting as he holds your gaze. the primal glint in his eyes is still there, even though it's been the 3rd time already that he made you cum.

"please... a break. can't take it anym- mph!" your plea is cut off brutally when he pulls out his cock out of you to shove it back inside harder, his dick already hard again.

"you think i'm letting you go now that i finally got you after all this time? fucking idiot. you are mine now."

[morrocanbeeut]

greedy for it *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

pairing. k.bakugo x fem!reader (1.7k)

summary: You teased him during a video game, so he ties your wrists to the bedpost and uses a vibrator on you for hours. Doesn't let you cum until you're crying, then makes you cum three more times after that until you're a shaking, babbling mess.

cw. smut, toys, overstimulation, bondage, missionary, rough sex, degredation, aftercare, smut, MDNI

Katsuki was addicted to his games. He had been aggressively pushing the buttons of his controller while screaming at his friends, Kirishima and Kaminari as they were playing video games over a call.

You were at your boyfriend's apartment to spend time with him but his focus had been elsewhere. Frankly, you were bored — and horny. So you decided to get Katsuki's attention by messing with him.

You bent over the back of his couch, your delicate and soft breasts dangling in his face. Only for him to lightly push you to the side and remark, "baby, i can't see," and quickly went back to his games.

Your second attempt included sitting in his lap. Your back was against his rock solid chest, and you were sitting right on top of his hardening dick. This action brought a slight blush to his face — your plan was working. "what the fuck are you doing?" Katsuki brought his arm around your waist and holding his controller once more, his face was visibily flustered as his game performance was slowly declining.

"I'm just tryna see the screen..." You playfully remarked. You both know deep down that's not the real reason you're doing this. You start to slowly move around in his lap, intentionally grinding your clothed core against his hard member. This was his breaking point.

A slight grunt emerged from Katsuki's mouth— and his fingers that were controlling his controller, twitched — causing him to miss a target in the game. "Yo Bakugo, you good man?" Kirishima asked. It was unusual for Bakugo to be messing up and even more unusual for him not to be screaming about it.

"You got a fuckin' death wish or are you just desperate for my attention?" Your boyfriend quietly says to you. He grabs your wrist, pulling you to face him in his lap. Your legs are on either side of his waist and your arms on his shoulders — God this couldn't get any better for him. You try your best to hide your smirk as this was exactly what you wanted.

"I'm tryna be fucking nice, but you keep rubbing up on me like a little bitch in heat." Your hands travel to behind his neck as you lightly grasp at his baby hairs, looking deep into his eyes. "Maybe that's what i wanted."

Katsuki abruptly stands up with you in his arms and your legs around his waist. You yelp as you didn't expect the sudden movement, but is paired with giggles. "Extras, im loggin off." He says quickly as an effort to get to ravaging you as quick as possible.

He carried you to his bedroom and drops you onto his bed — your hair is all over the place and your tank top is drooping down to slightly expose your breasts.

He goes over to the side of his room, rummaging through his hero gear. "What are you getting, babe?" You ask slightly confused. What sort of hero gear would help you in your shared sex fantasies — but then again, he's one kinky guy.

"Getting this" The tone in his voice had a hint of confidence and almost smugness as he pulled out a long black strip of fabric.

Katsuki approaches the bed with that familiar swagger, but when his fingers brush your wrist to position it, you feel the tremor there — just barely, just enough to betray how badly he's been wanting this. He clears his throat, rough and low.

"Arms up," he commands.

You obey, stretching your arms toward the headboard. He wraps the thick black fabric around your wrists — once, twice, tight enough to hold but not hurt — and secures the ends to his bedframe with practiced efficiency.

"Too fucking pretty," he mutters, almost to himself. His eyes track from your bound wrists down to your exposed collarbone, the swell of your breasts, the way your breathing has gone shallow. He stands there for a moment, just staring, his jaw working like he's trying to keep himself in check. "No idea what you do to me. Drives me fucking insane."

He turns abruptly, moving to his bedside drawer. You hear rummaging, then the heavy sound of something being set on the nightstand. When he turns back, he's holding a sleek black wand, cord trailing behind it, and a bottle of lube. "Where'd you find that?" You laughed.

"Saw this online," he says, not meeting your eyes as he plugs it into the wall. "Thought it was excessive." He finally looks at you, and his expression makes your stomach flip — hungry, desperate, barely restrained. "Guess we're finding out."

He climbs onto the bed, prowling up your body until he's kneeling between your spread legs. He doesn't touch you yet. Just holds the wand where you can see it, clicks it on. The low buzz fills the room.

"Beg for it," he says, voice dropping to something dangerous. "Show me how desperate you actually are."

"Please," you whisper — perfectly happy to oblige as your pussy is throbbing for him.

"Please what?" He drags the vibrator down your stomach, hovering it over your tank top, not quite touching. "Use your words."

"Touch me. Please, Katsuki."

He smirks, and he finally presses the toy against you — over your clothes at first, the fabric damp already from how worked up you are. The sensation hits like electricity, and you cry out, back bowing off the bed against the restraints.

"Fuck," he breathes, watching you writhe. "Look at you. All that bravado and now you're—" he cuts himself off, grinding his jaw, his free hand coming to grip your hip hard enough to bruise. "Been thinking about this. About you like this. Can't focus for shit when you're around."

He keeps the pressure steady, not moving, letting the vibration build. You're getting close fast — too fast — your hips chasing the friction helplessly. He knows. He can feel it in the way you're trembling.

Right before you tip over, he pulls it away.

A whine tears out of your throat — pathetic, broken. He laughs, low and cruel, but his eyes are blown wide, his own hips grinding down against the mattress like he can't help himself.

"Nuh-uh. Not yet." He adjusts himself in his sweatpants, obvious and unashamed. "You don't get to cum until I say. And I'm not fucking saying."

He does it again. Brings you to the edge with the wand pressed hard against your clothed core, his mouth finding your neck, teeth grazing your pulse point — then stops. Lets you hang there, shaking, tears pricking your eyes.

"Katsuki, please—" you're babbling now, lost to it, "I'm sorry, I'll be good, please—"

"Sorry isn't gonna cut it." But his voice is hoarse, wrecked. He wants to give in. He yanks your tank top up, shoves it above your breasts, and you feel the air on your skin before his mouth closes over your nipple — hot, wet, sucking hard. The wand presses directly against your underwear now, no barrier, and you scream into the pillow.

"Fuck, look at you," he's muttering against your skin, more to himself than you, "so fucking pretty like this, all mine, taking it so good—" He's grinding against your leg now, rutting against you while he works you over with the toy, his sweatpants still on but you can feel how hard he is, how much he needs this.

You're crying now — actual tears, overwhelmed, the pleasure bordering on pain. He sees it, tracks a tear down your cheek with his thumb, and something in his expression shifts. Softens. Goes almost tender, desperate.

"There it is," he whispers, wrecked. "That's my girl. Cum for me. Right now."

He presses harder, angles the vibe just right, and you detonate — back arching, vision whiting out, his name tearing out of your throat in a ragged scream. He watches you the whole time, unblinking, drinking in every spasm, every shudder.

"That was one," he says, and keeps the vibe on your oversensitive clit.

"Katsuki—no—" you're trying to squirm away, wrists pulling against the fabric, but he's got you pinned with his thighs, his hand on your hip holding you down.

"Three more," he commands, voice rough. "Count them."

The second orgasm hits fast — too fast, almost painful, your body jerking against the restraints. "Two," you gasp out, and he makes this sound — low, guttural, like you're killing him.

"Again."

He draws out the third one, cruel now, edging you again just to watch you beg. You're delirious, barely coherent, just making sounds — whimpers and moans and broken versions of his name. When you finally cum, it's wet, messy, your thighs shaking so hard the bedframe rattles.

"Three," you sob.

"One more," he breathes, and he sounds broken now too, control hanging by a thread. "Give me one more, baby. Be my good girl."

The fourth one breaks you. You cum so hard you see stars, your voice giving out, just silent tears and open-mouthed gasps. He finally tosses the vibe aside, shoves his sweatpants down in one rough motion, and slams into you in one thrust — no warning, no hesitation, filling you completely.

You feel him shake — actually shake — as he bottoms out, his forehead dropping to your shoulder. "Fuck, fuck, you're so tight, so perfect, been thinking about this—" He's rutting into you now, hard and deep and uncontrolled, the bed slamming against the wall. "Can't—fucking—hold it—"

He grabs a fistful of your hair at the base of your skull, yanks your head back to expose your throat, and bites down hard — claiming, marking — as he spills inside you with a groan that sounds torn out of him, hips stuttering, his whole body going rigid.

He collapses on top of you for a second, breathing hard, then immediately pushes himself up — unties your wrists with trembling fingers, massages the marks, presses gentle kisses to the red lines the fabric left behind.

"Okay?" he asks, voice soft now, stripped of all the dominance.

You can't answer. Just nod, weakly, still twitching.

He smirks, but it's fond, satisfied. He draws you into his chest, wraps his arms around you, tangles his legs with yours. "Yeah. That's what I thought." A pause. His hand traces lazy patterns on your hip. "Do it again tomorrow. I fucking dare you."

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[d0tt3ds1lk]

Cw: use of daddy

Being upset at old man Price.

You hate feeling like this. Feeling angry, tingly, and hot. It makes your head hurt and eyes blurry with tears as your ears ring. Your jaw and palms hurt from how hard you’ve been clenching them. But it’s all thanks to no other than the man himself. John Price.

What did he do exactly? He hit home. He hit exactly where it hurts the most. John knows you’re a sensitive girl at heart. But that doesn’t stop him from putting his foot in his mouth and saying something stupid.

One comment. A few words. Something that practically fell out his mouth without a second thought.

Is all it takes to have you huffy, sniffly, and pissed to high heavens right now. You haven’t said a single word to him let alone come near him. God is it bothering John badly. He’s frowning and furrowing his eyebrows as he watches you curl up in the corner of the couch upset with him. He spreads his legs a little wider and pats his thighs gently inviting you to come over.

“C’mon peanut. You know I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. Daddy’s sorry and just wants to hold you.” John calls out to you in his leather chair. His arms are spread out wide and waiting for you. It’s tearing him apart to see you like this.

“No John…” The venom in your tone made him wince. He hasn’t heard that name from your lips in a long time. “Cause I’m too much of a fucking hassle for you to deal with right?…” You hiccup shortly after only making him groan.

“No no baby. You’re my sweet girl who deserves all the love and attention in the world. And I’m sorry for making you feel like you deserved any less than that for even a minute.” He readjusts his hips and grabs your favorite soft blanket putting it on his lap. “I can see you shivering and fidgeting over there peanut. Come to Daddy.” In a moment of weakness you wipe your face with your forearms and walk over.

You plop down and bury your face into his burly, warm chest. He rubs your back in circles as you hiccup and sniffle. The rhythmic rocking of the John and the chair begin to take away the tingly feeling. Each kiss on your scalp lessens the pressure of your headache. Gentle hums and soothing vibrations of his chest quiet the ringing in your ears.

“I love you peanut.”

“…Love you daddy.”

[07x1x4x1]

Thanks to the heatwave and winning at hydration, I have to pee so many times it's starting to piss me off (heh) 😤

— cw: 18+ mdni; mutual piss kink; cnc; smut; fem!Reader

"Johnny—Johnny! S-stop, I have to—I need to pee, I'm serious!"

"Aye, I know."

He doesn't stop. If anything, his hips snap harder; one hand pressing flat against your lower belly where your bladder is full and aching, and the added pressure makes your eyes roll back and a broken whine tear out of your throat.

"Fuck, I can feel it!"

"Then stop!"

"Nah." He grins against the side of your neck, breathless and wrecked and absolutely feral, his cock driving into you at an angle that hits everything, including the spot that's making the pressure in your abdomen unbearable. "Y'feel too fuckin' good like this, hen. All tight an' squirmy—fuck—ye're squeezin' me so hard."

"Because I have to pee, you absolute—"

"Then pee." He says it like it's simple while his hand presses down a fraction harder on your belly and his mouth finds your ear, hot and panting. "Go on, baby. Piss on me. Let go. 'S just me."

You whimper, eyes squeezing shut. "I can't!"

"Ye can." Another devastating thrust that makes your vision blur and your thighs shake and the pressure crest to a point where you can't tell the difference between needing to come and needing to piss.

"Let go f'me. Wanna feel it. C'mon."

You break.

It happens simultaneously. The climax and your bladder letting go, and the sound that comes out of you isn't human, it's guttural and sobbing and mortified while you're gushing around his cock, hot and messy, soaking into the sheets and his thighs and everything between.

It's squirts up to your bodies while Johnny keeps pounding into you relentlessly.

"Oh fuck! Oh that's—Christ, tha's gorgeous—" Johnny groans like he's been punched square in the solar plexus, hips stuttering, rhythm gone, and he buries himself deep and cums with a shout, his fingers digging bruises into your hips while the light-golden mess pools warm beneath both of you.

He collapses on top, panting, and presses a grinning kiss to your jaw while his hips keep thrusting shallowly.

"See? Told ye it was alright."

"I hate you. You're cleaning up this time!"

Johnny cackles, licks a drop off your chin. "Aye aye. Ye're welcome."

[imshymorph]

thinking about teasing ghost all day, making suggestive jokes in every meeting, walking way too close every time you go past him, finding any excuse to set a hand on his arm or shoulder.

and he’s really trying to stay unfazed, he knows you’re doing it just to get under his skin, probably a stupid bet with the two sergeants that send him knowing looks whenever you walk by.

that is until late afternoon, when everyone’s responsibilities are done for the day and all that’s left to do is wait for supper while playing some poker in the rec room.

you get there and despite all the available chairs, you sit on his lap, happily announcing you’re a team now. you make sure to place your ass right on the half-chub he’s been sporting all day due to your actions, hiding your triumphant grin behind your cards. the whole time you insist on being the one to pick new ones and pushing forward your shared chips, making sure to rock back-and-forth against his more than evident bulge.

no one says anything when ghost suddenly slams the cards down, nor when he grunts a strained “word with you, runt” before he’s tugging you up and out of the room.

that’s how you end up here, folded up in half, knees pressed to your chest and held down by the bulk of ghost’s weight. tears stream down your cheeks, a bit of drool catching on the corner of your lip as you barely have time to recover from the third orgasm he’s pulled from you just with his mouth and fingers.

“this what you wanted?” he asks with a scoff, sliding his cock against you, just so you feel how hard and fucking big he is. “this what you’ve been begging for all day, isn’t it?”

your head falls against the pillows, back arching as much as it can while he pins you down, when he pushes into you. he’s so thick and so big and hard- it feels like your hole is being stretched thin, like you’ll just be spit in half.

“Simon!”

It makes him laugh, the fact that only now, all brainless and fucked out, do you actually use his name. Perhaps the fact that you’re cumming again just from the stretch also amuses him, pushing a little further in despite the way your walls clench around him.

“ ‘s too much,” you whimper, words slurred and thick, your tongue feeling heavy and like it’s covered in molasses. “w-wait… d-don’t— holy fuck! don’t move yet.”

“move?” yet another scoff leaves him, and he adjusts over you, guiding one of your hands down and between your bodies, wrapping it around his base and showing you everything he hasn’t pushed in yet. “we’re not even halfway in, runt.”

[atelphobist]

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𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜!

the phone is propped on the pillows, screen glowing while katsuki’s flushed face fills one side and the camera stays pointed straight down at your wrecked body.

eijiro’s been pounding you for hours now, thick cock still buried deep, every thrust making wet, squelching noises as it pushes more of his earlier loads out of your swollen cunt. your thighs are shiny with slick and cum, the sheets beneath you soaked through, and your voice is already hoarse from all the moaning.

katsuki’s breathing hard on the other end, fist working his cock in quick, rough strokes. “look at that messy fucking pussy,” he growls, voice low and ragged. “you two have been going at it for hours and you’re still dripping everywhere. shit, i can see fucking puffy she is, eiji. keep fucking her f'me.”

eijiro’s hips snap harder, the creamy ring around his base getting thicker with every thrust. “fuuuck, baby, you’re taking it so good,” he pants, big hand gripping your thigh to spread you wider. “been letting me use this cunt all night and you’re still so tight. mmph, sweetie—yeah, just like that. good girl.”

your head lolls back, tongue hanging out, eyes glassy and unfocused. every brutal thrust knocks another broken sound out of you. “eiji—haaahh—t-too much, i can’t—kats, p-please, it’s s'deep—i’m—m'gonna—” your words dissolve into high, pathetic whimpers as he keeps fucking you through it.

“you can take it,” eijiro groans, leaning down to mouth at your neck while his pace stays relentless. “gonna make y'squirt again, pretty girl. i know you got more in you. mmph, soak my cock—fuuuckk. come on, let it out.”

katsuki’s fist blurs faster on screen. “moaning like a fuckin' slut...eiji, make her cum while i watch. fuck, i’m so hard it hurts—wish i was there pounding your hole open with him.”

eijiro’s fingers find your swollen nub and he rubs fast, messy circles. the pressure builds fast, your whole body tensing up before you explode again. clear fluid sprays out around his cock, soaking his abs and chest in hot bursts while your cunt spasms wildly. “cumming mnghh—cumming again—haaaahh—f-fuuuckkk...eiji, katsuki, p-please—!”

“that’s it, good fucking girl,” eijiro praises, still pounding through your orgasm, cock glistening. “look at you squirting all over me again. such a messy little slut for us.”

katsuki’s breathing turns into rough grunts. “g'nna cum—fuuck—making me cum with that fucking greedy little pussy.” thick ropes of cum spurt across his phone camera, blurring the view in white streaks as he groans your name.

you’re still twitching and babbling, voice cracking. “kats… eiji… love you—hahh, love when you watch me get fucked like this…”

eijiro slows but stays buried deep, kissing your temple while his hips give lazy, shallow thrusts. “we got you, sweetheart. just keep on being good for us.”

2026 ── 𝓦𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 @atelphobist 𝜗ৎ

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⋮ ⌗ ┆ pearl divider credits go to : @uzmacchiato !

[07x1x4x1]

— cw: fem!reader, smut, fingerfucking, 18+ mdni

When Simon is too tired to fuck you or not in the mood to spend twenty-seven minutes getting your cunt loose and wet enough to take his monster cock but you're horny and practically humping his leg on the bed, he has you lay on your back and pull your legs up to present.

And then he kneels on the mattress, rubs your puffy slit and thumbs at your swollen clit until you're leaking slick down your ass crack.

"There we fuckin' go, bunny," he murmurs before spitting on your pussy to make a bigger mess; slick and saliva foaming on your skin.

Then he slowly plunges two long, thick fingers into your sopping hole, sometimes three if your pussy is greedy; feeling your inner muscles tighten around him.

And then he fingerfucks you properly until you're squeezing and squelching around his thrusting digits while your pretty whines and helpless moans make his own cock swell in his pants.

There's a rapidly forming damp patch on the front of his sweats; the smell of precum mixing with your musk. Because his cock didn't get the memo tonight, always aching for your pussy.

And when your back bows and you cry out his name, his free hand tightens on your knee to keep your legs apart, all while his tawny eyes stare at your greedy cunt as you come around his fingers, soaking his hand.

He groans shamelessly, easing his finger out before smacking your puffy, twitching cunt until you whine and shake.

"Si, s'too much," you mewl, pushing at his hand yet grinding your hips for more.

He chuckles, not cruel but arrogant, and leans down to place the sweetest kiss right on your clit.

[obsessiveswan]

revenge for the cake pt.2

18+ mdni!

pt.1

── ✶ i. midoriya, k. bakugou

──✶✶ summary: izuku is a fucking glutton and eats readers last piece of cake. reader makes a plan to avenge her cake, and katsuki is just happy to follow her along.

cw: fem!reader, bottom!reader, unprotected sex, pinv, overstimulation, threesome, slight degradation, praise, squirting, drugging(?), switch! izuku, top!katsuki, aphrodisiacs, dacryphilia (gonna have to pry this shit off my cold dead hands.), cunnilingus, anal (mlm), fingering, cream pies!, cursing, polyamory, poly!reader, poly!izuku, poly!katsuki, everyone is an adult & pro hero.

a/n: got a wee bit carried away...but so did they...

~5.7k

the following week, you devised a plan and had katsuki follow along.

right as the two of you leave for patrol, you set out pieces of chocolate on a pink plate. with a sly smile katsuki shakes his head, "princess. this is kinda evil, even for you."

the thought of leaving this chocolate out and not warning izuku about it made you uneasy. you start to doubt your plan. it was relatively simple but it was, in a way, evil. maybe izuku didn't deserve all this… but then you remember how he ate your most treasured dessert.

you turn to katsuki as he stands by the front door ready to leave, "look i'm gonna warn him. whether he listens or not is entirely not my fault."

he chuckles warmly, "if you say so."

with perfect timing izuku walks into the kitchen, with damp hair and the fresh smell of his body wash wafting through the space.

he places a loving kiss on your cheek, "have a good patrol, honey."

you grimace slightly, feeling a little guilty. you pull on his arm to turn his attention towards the plate, "listen izuku. don't fucking eat these okay? i'm warning you do not consume these. do ya hear me?"

he walks to katsuki wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's slender waist, he mindlessly nods, "yeah, yeah."

katsuki and izuku share a candied kiss, "be safe handsome. come home soon."

katsuki beams, knowing what's going to happen when they come back, "oh we'll be home on time alright."

you shoot him a glare.

"izuku what'd i say about these specific raspberry chocolates on the pink plate?"

he turns toward you with a glimmer in his eyes, "raspberry?"

you throw your hands up, "izuku!"

he snickers, "not to eat 'em, i hearddddd."

sighing, you and katsuki exit your shared home, "i really hope he doesn't eat it."

katsuki looks at you with a titled head and a hand on his hip, "you really think he won't?"

the two of you walk towards katsuki's car, "i am hopeful. even though he did finish my fucking cake."

katsuki extends a gloved hand, "let's make a bet."

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katsuki places his key into the front door's lock, absolutely buzzing, waiting to see if your beloved gluttonous boyfriend actually did the unthinkable.

you bite your lip, worried.

"why am i kinda nervous? does this count as drugging someone?"

he throws his head back in laughter, "fuck i didn't even think about that. maybe? i gotta turn you in then."

you smack his huge bicep, "that's not funny."

he turns the key, opening the entrance. and isn't the sight just wonderful.

izuku is sprawled out in the living room. boxers wrapped around his ankles, end of his tank top gripped by his mouth, visibly wet by his drooling. large biceps pump up and down over his swollen cock, as his hips rut upwards. he moans as if the air is too much for him, "f-fuck."

his face is deeply red, and there are beads of sweat dripping down his beautiful face. his green curls cling to his forehead as he stares downward. it's clear he has been at this for a little while now, bits of cum kissing his hips and fist.

you and katsuki are both dumbfounded. izuku is so focused on getting relief he hasn't even realized your arrival. turning to the left, you can see that all of the chocolates have been eaten. tapping katsuki, you point his attention to the plate silently, still at a loss of words.

dipping into your back pocket to pull out your wallet, you quietly hand him 5000 yen.

"i really told him not to. i genuinely prayed that he would listen to my warning."

with a nasty grin across his perfect face, katsuki quickly pockets the money and takes long strides towards the couch, "told you he wouldn't, fat fuck. look at him now."

izuku rolls his eyes upward, now acknowledging your presence. "guys-s-s i've —i've been like this for 2 hours i—i don't know what'sss happening," he hisses.

you crouch over to him, grabbing his chin,"well izuku, remember those chocolates i told you not to eat? yeah? well those were for sex. you are only supposed to have half a square. and it seems like you ate all of them. so who knows how long you are gonna be like this for."

his eyes bug out of his head, "'m sorry, so sorry. just please help me. shit."

katsuki kneels beside you, rubbing his hot hands over izuku's sticky thigh, "you want us to touch you, izuku?"

having both of his stunning lovers gaze up at him while his fat cock sits in between drives him wild. he heaves like a dog in heat, "yes pleaseplease fuck.

you gently tease his red tip, "oh poor thing. you must be feeling so pent up huh?"

you watch him, as he reacts to your barely there touches, practically cumming. his flushed cheeks, drooling mouth, and panting chest, all of it's making you hot and bothered. as a wetness pools in your panties you rub your legs together, aching for touch. you wanted to help him, you really did. how couldn't you? izuku just looks good enough to eat.

but you couldn't give in just yet.

you turn to katsuki, still placing feather soft strokes on izuku's dripping cock, "what do you think handsome should we help him?"

izuku whimpers so loudly it has you starting to drool. you can tell he's affecting katsuki too, with the evident straining in his pants.

izuku cries out, "pleasepleaseplease, i'll do anything. just lemme fuck you, please baby. i-i'm begging. need t'feel your sweet pussy real bad."

you fondle him tighter and he rocks his hips up into your fist, "hmmm i don't know. you did make me really upset with the cake." his audible desire echoes across the living room.

katsuki kisses your cheek, and makes his way down your neck, "yeah izuku, i don't think you really deserve help with what you did."

izuku sighs out of frustration, "i'm sorry. i'll do anything to make it up. i promise." his eyes are nearly full of tears, either from feeling bad or feeling so horny it hurts. possibly both. you clench your thighs tighter.

katsuki grips your collarbone gingerly, leaving wet marks all over, "i think we should fuck, princess." he turns his head to glare at izuku, "but make him watch. tie him up so he can't even touch himself. does that make you happy pretty girl?"

izuku's chest moves up and down rapidly, nervous, "ugh, fuck, no please. i won't do it again. i swear."

you moan softly as katsuki's other hand gently kneads the soft tissue of your tit, "mmm so mean kat."

he moves his mouth to the corner of yours, hovering, "you both like it."

gazing into his ruby eyes, blown with want, you whisper, "you like it too handsome." he smirks and pushes his pillowy soft lips onto yours.

you abandon your grip on izuku and move onto katsuki's sharp jawline. he pulls you taut against his hot chest. his tongue eases into your mouth, you hum satisfied.

katsuki sits on the floor, and with both hands he grips your waist placing you perfectly on top of his hardened clothed cock. immediately you mewl at the feeling of it against your needy cunt. katsuki pulls back briefly to breathe, "sound so pretty baby."

beside the two of you, izuku's cock is spurting out more cum across his sculpted abs, he whines at not being able to feel either of you.

katsuki turns to him, "if you behave maybe we'll help ya out, if i feel like it."

you grind against katsuki and he groans, "ya want me princess?"

his angelic grin eats you alive as he watches you use him. you grip his shoulders firmly, "yes please."

he slightly pulls your pants down, and dips into your panties. his fingers sweltering against the cool slick between your thighs. he laughs, "you're so wet. does seeing izuku like that make you this horny?"

you hum a response. he gives a light slap to your cunt, you jolt at the feeling, "use your words." the sound of your wet pussy is deliciously lewd, going straight to izuku's groin, "f-fuck."

"mmm fuck, yes, can't help it. 'zuku looks so pretty like that" you whine out.

katsuki shows his flawless canines, "yes he does, but a little pathetic don't ya think?" he digs two meaty fingers into you, and you squeal. he builds up speed while rubbing at your swollen clit.

he kisses at your exposed neck, "so so beautiful."

you moan as he pumps his fingers fast, "isn't she izuku?"

a knot starts to form in your core. it's hot and demands more.

izuku stretches his arm to pat your head, "the most beautiful girl in the world."

squeezing katsuki arm, you beg, "kat please, need you so bad."

he gives continuous slaps to your cunt, and with each tap you shudder with anticipation, "really baby? already?"

you nod, groaning out a shameful "yes please."

he laughs cockily as he removes his fingers and you whimper at the absence, "okay princess get up for a second."

you obey his command, standing above him and izuku.

izuku puts his hands on your hips, grip tense, "angel, you look s-so pretty. will you help me out pleaseplease?"

the desperation buried deep into his features make your skin feel like its on fire, your slick drips down your thighs.

"oh izuku, you just had to eat 'em didn't you."

katsuki laughs hard at that, "yeah he fucking did and he's gonna watch now. take off your shirt so he can stare at your bouncing tits while i fuck you baby."

you remove the shirt quickly, and the blond roughly pulls your pants and underwear all the way down. puffy pussy exposed and dying to get filled. you gasp at the sudden coolness in the air.

katsuki moves to stand behind you, his own garments pooling at his ankles. he places a large balmy palm over your back, and swiftly bends you over so that your face in directly in front of izuku's.

he rubs his fat cock through your wet lips. you can't help but whine sweetly.

katsuki groans softly, "so fucking wet."

once satisfied with collecting your lustrous juices, he lines his tip with your entrance. before he plunges into you, he grabs a fist full of your hair and forces you to stare into izuku. so as katsuki buries himself in you, feeling every delicious inch of your silky walls, izuku can do nothing but pout about not feeling you for himself.

"yeah, keep your head up princess. just like that, need him to see all of your pretty faces as i fuck you stupid."

with that he rams in, kissing your cervix. your eyes roll back as you scream in pleasure.

izuku drools at your already fucked out expression, and you swear you feel more of his cum hitting your stomach. as izuku as he goes through another orgasm, you clench your pussy at the sight of him sputtering nonsense, "oh fuckkk baby, l-look at you."

katsuki moans behind you. voice dark, he slaps your ass, "f-fuck. d-don't do that just yet."

he slowly pulls out all the way, then he slams back into you with a ruthless strength. you bounce back and forth wildly.

you try to dip your head down, unable to actually focus on anything but the extreme warmth katsuki's cock was giving you. he yanks on your hair, "no no no you can't get tired. we just started, gonna fuck you 'till you're fucking blabbering mess, crying for me to stop."

you already were. you put your hands on izuku's shoulders to steady yourself, and he revels even in this whisper of a touch. he kisses your arms and hands all over, so overjoyed to get this. but still, its not enough for his ever aching hunger.

"kacchan let me touch her. please, i'm begging."

sweat drips off katsuki's perfect brow as he contemplates izuku's ask, "hmmmm. i dun — grunt—no. do ya — moan— really deserve to?

katsuki slaps your ass again as he pounds sharply into your dripping pussy, it feels so good your eyes start to water.

izuku can't help himself. he pushes your shoulders up so your tits are in your face. he kneads them with his calloused hands, putting one in his mouth and sucking like it was the most delectable thing his taste buds would ever savor.

katsuki stops mid thrust to pull izuku away from you, but you grab his hand and press him to you, "pleasepleaseplease l-let him do it. feelsss so good kat."

izuku swirls his heated tongue around your hard nipple and you squirm. his hand pinches your other nipple between his fingers. katsuki loved to see you restless like that, he just loved seeing you absolutely dumb on lust. so he let izuku continue.

"fine. only 'cause you sound so hot like that." and he goes back to his erratic fucking.

izuku and katsuki can tell the knot in your stomach was threatening to snap. they knew you too well, knew all your little tells and all your adorable moans to know when you were close. izuku's lips make a pop sound as he leaves your tit, a glob of spit drips down his chin and your chest, "you almost there angel?"

you screw your eyes shut, unbelievably turned on by the way izuku looks and the way katsuki is making you feel.

"yeah you are, can feel your needy little cunt pulsing around me. so fucking greedy. want me to fill 'er up?"

the image of katsuki's scorching cum dripping down your pussy as izuku watches and his own cum painting your tits is enough to push you over, "yes fuck fucking do it"

izuku puts his dense fingers on your clit and rubs aggressively, "go on angel. give me a show." katsuki quickens his pace and grins evilly. he kisses your temple, "you like that don't you? being fucked stupid. making a mess? fucking slut."

the knot gets tighter and tighter and oh so hot.

you look at izuku and his eyes are so blown from lust they look black.

and then he just smiles at you with his beautiful lips and perfect teeth and stupid handsome face.

snap.

you scream out in ecstasy. your entire body shakes and your toes curl. katsuki fucks you through your orgasm while izuku continues to work on your overworked clit. they don't let up the pressure or intensity, in fact they go harder. you grab the hand izuku has on your clit, the sensation too much but he just keeps going. katsuki is not kind enough either to stop his pace.

izuku works diligently to keep his relentless pressure, but with his own cock throbbing it becomes unsteady. he watches you leave your own body, being so completely unraveled by his and his lover's hands. the fact that they did this to you, that they make you feel this fucking good, makes him feel like a feral animal. he wants nothing more than to just sweetly tear you apart and fuck you both until nobody can breathe anymore. izuku is so fucking hungry for you and katsuki.

he grins mischievously, "keep going baby. i know you got another in there for us."

"mhm can feel it tight around my fat cock, princess."

you shake your head, a strange but familiar sensation building, "w-wait. guys"

izuku takes a tit into his mouth again, slobbering all over it. you arch your back against katsuki, pushing yourself closer to izuku.

katsuki slows his pace but strengthens the force behind his hips, you feel him too deeply, "whass the matter, oh shit, feels too good doesn't it?" he kneads the fat of your ass with his sweaty palms.

izuku smoothly bites on your hardened nipple and you yelp, "wait, wait, something's different."

katsuki kisses behind your ear, and you swear it feels like his lips where all over your skin, "like what? different kinda good?"

your mouth drops open and you pant, "mmmm feels like i'm-i'm gonna pee. s-s-stop."

izuku's eyes glitter at your words, and he removes his mouth from your inflamed tit. he places a hand on your stomach and pushes down hard, "oh fuck baby really? its okay, just let go. you can do that for us can't you?"

katsuki watches the way izuku visibly brightens at your saccharine reactions. his cock twitches, "i know you can princess."

katsuki kisses your cervix with every thrust, the pressure continues to build.

you squeeze izuku's hand, "fuck fuck fuckkkk," you whine incessantly.

and then katsuki touches something so perfect in you, everything snaps once again. your mouth drops, forming an 'o' as you come so unbelievably hard. you feel like a porn star with the way the words are nonexistent, only lewd moans and screams dripping off your tongue and melting into the air.

katsuki supports your entire weight as you almost fall to the floor crying out from such an intense feeling. louder and messier than the first, and it drives both your lovers wild. katsuki moans unashamedly behind you as he feels liquid gush out of your perfect pussy, "fuck me princess. look at you. shit. feels so fucking good."

you squirt all over yourself and onto izuku's thighs. he goes absolutely insane. ropes of katsuki thick searing cum paint your insides as you clench around him tightly. he grips your soft hips so possessively he leaves crescent shaped marks.

izuku is panting as he pumps his own heavy cock rapidly, "oh fucccck baby. you made such a p-pretty mess, all over me. let me taste you please."

he pushes his pink lips onto your slick cunt without waiting for a response. he slobbers all over your wet pussy and the sensation is nothing short of euphoric. the sounds fill the air and are too sinful to be real. the feeling of his burning tongue lapping up every drop, not wanting to waste anything, is too much. you squirm and sob underneath his frenzied slurping, "nghh izuku i-i can't, 's too much."

he gives your clit sweet kisses and you twitch involuntarily. izuku mumbles something you can't make out.

katsuki slowly pulls out of you and just watches cum drip out of your abused hole, "wow, never get tired of looking at that."

izuku pulls his lips off your plump pussy, covered in your syrupy juices. he grins so happily, so drunk off the way you taste. his green eyes stare at your blissed out state as he pushes a finger into your cunt. your body goes limp, whimpering as his beefy digit digs into you, "izukuuuuu."

he smiles all teeth and joy, "hmmm baby? think you can squirt like that on my cock? don't ya think i deserve to feel you now?"

he pushes another finger in, you yelp. "come on angel, my dick hurts so badly looking at you like this. please?"

he looks at you with these puppy dog eyes, and suddenly you would give him the world.

you sigh, exhausted, and nod, "i didn't know i could even do that."

izuku beams, "well let's make sure it wasn't a one time thing!"

he wastes no time and grips your waist. but katsuki's hands meet izuku's as he breathlessly laughs, "i didn't say you can, loser."

he groans, "pleaseeee kacchan i think my dick will explode if i don't fuck her right now." izuku gives katsuki the same desperate look he gave you. eyes full of want and need and lips parted while he pants, on the brink of breaking.

katsuki gives in too.

it's stupid how well izuku manipulates you both.

but you are right where you want to be.

katsuki's eyes soften and izuku knows he's got him.

izuku raises from his position on the couch and gives you a sloppy kiss. you can taste yourself on his tongue as his palms trace your gleaming body. you moan into his mouth, clutching onto his smooth skin. his lips leave yours and he reaches over to give his boyfriend a messy kiss too. the two of them meet above you.

sandwiched between, utterly and completed satisfied with your life.

katsuki and izuku kiss like two mad men, fighting for dominance over the other. the sounds of wet lips and heavy pants colliding echo across the room. izuku whines into katsuki and you can practically hear katsuki's stupid cocky grin. you drag your tongue over izuku's neck, tasting his salty sweat. he hums, soooo happy to finally be getting attention.

katsuki's the one to break the kiss. their labored breathing fills your ears and you can feel your core getting fiery again. your slick and katsuki's cum drips down your soft thighs.

izuku just gazes at katsuki with such yearnful eyes and lips so pouty that his cock is fully erect after having just pump you full.

breathlessly he murmurs,"fuck izuku. don't look at me like that."

izuku laughs quietly, "like what handsome?"

the blonde rolls his eyes, playfully pushing izuku's head away, "are ya gonna fuck her or what, nerd."

izuku smirks, "oh absolutely."

he turns his attention to you, and he, too, is caught up with your inky eyes and goofy grin. he smiles, too kindly, and wraps your face with his large hands, "such a pretty girl. you gonna be good for me and do it again right? looked so fucking hot making such a mess."

you lean into his warmth and nod, "yes."

"good."

green lighting dances across izuku's skin as he hastily throws you on your back on the long couch. you bounce slightly at the impact, gasping. a fuzziness tickles your body as he clutches you close.

he is on you in seconds while katsuki laughs, "eager huh?"

he straddles your legs and positions his tip with your oh so sensitive cunt. he rubs it over your wetness and you merely start crying with just those gentle touches. izuku coos at you, "oh baby, if you're getting like this over me just petting you it's gonna be a long night."

he slowly pushes his drenched length into you, and you start to sob, "izukuuuu i can't-t it's too much."

"angel i know ya can, just a little more. you can take it for me."

izuku's cock isn't as long as katsuki, but it is so fucking thick. his eyes are glued to your sugary lips as they spread apart to take him in.

"oh fuck" he hisses underneath his breath, nearly cumming just watching you being split open.

you grab his hand and squeeze, "ughhhh, i-i—"

katsuki crouches next to you, placing such sweet kisses on your temple, "come on princess. don't be a baby, we both know you like it. just take it."

sweat drips down izuku's forehead, green curls clinging to his skin as he focuses on not cumming when fully in you.

he bottoms out with a loud squelch and you scream, "fuck! oh fuck me. so fucking full."

izuku throws his head back, breathing so heavy. his cheeks are insanely flushed, freckles almost invisible, and drool dribbles out of his mouth. you feel like heaven with the way your pussy welcomes him so kindly. he is so so close and he hasn't even moved yet.

katsuki rises to mount the couch behind izuku. he grabs izuku's ass, massaging the tender flesh. katsuki bends down and places a quick kiss on his hip bone, "wanna fuck you too izuku."

izuku is still breathing heavy, relishing in the velvety wetness he has sunken himself into. you too are trying so hard to adjust to his extreme, almost unbearable thickness.

katsuki slaps izuku's ass, impatient, "oi ya think you can take me like this?" izuku's attention snaps to him, he nods aggressively, "yes please."

the grin that katsuki displays is nothing short of smug, "good." he pushes a hasty finger into izuku, prepping him. he moans delicately.

your eyes cling to izuku's angelic form. the way his doll-like eyes flutter with long eyelashes, his pink lips opened slightly as he feels everything all at once, the rapid rise and fall of his quick breathing.

"y-you're so fuckin pretty 'zuku, so unfair."

his lidded eyes drop down to you and he smiles so fucking sweetly, "oh angel, you are so so beautiful. wish you could see yourself."

katsuki props his head on izuku's broad shoulder. his vermilion eyes crinkle as he smirks at you too, "princess you look like a porno mag. cum 'n squirt everywhere, bites and bruises all over. fuck looking at you just makes me hard." while sweet talking you, he pushes a second finger into izuku. his freckled face falters. you laugh airily.

izuku begins to move in and out of you slowly. the way your puffy cunt milks him is entirely unholy and izuku is trying so fucking hard not to come on the spot. while closing your eyes, you grip his hands and take deep breaths.

you feel a gentle rubbing on your tired clit and immediately clench around izuku's sensitive cock. he fails in his effort to hold off his orgasm.

"fuck, fuck, b-baby. i—"

immediately you feel his stifling cum shooting into you. it mixes with katsuki, oozing out. you hear katsuki's mean laugh as he nags izuku, "fucking loser. couldn't hold off for a second. should feel proud princess, pussy too good."

to top it off katsuki curls his fingers against a delicate spot inside izuku's asshole. izuku groans loud and slightly falls forward, "yeahhh there we go nerd. feels good too huh?"

izuku grips you so hard as he deals with coming down from finishing in you and katsuki working on his next one, "k-kacchan. wait wait, i'm gonna do it again. j-just give me a second."

instead of taking mercy on the poor hero, katsuki only pushes harder on the sore area, "nah. still gotta punish you for what ya did to my baby."

izuku throws his head back, biting his lower lip to keep from groaning. katsuki drags his wet tongue down izuku's neck, smirking. he looks at you and winks, while he bites down on izuku's prominent veins.

you giggle slightly, as if izuku is not actively in you with cum dripping out, "come on kat, give him a chance."

he quirks a brow and leaves his lover's neck, "really? you wanna be like that too?"

izuku pants against katsuki's glistening chest. you observe his face twist up, dissatisfied. katsuki then sticks a palm in his face, "spit." izuku does as he is told, for the first time today, and katsuki pumps his fist on his aching cock. he shoves himself inside izuku so brutally izuku lunges forward and buries himself deeper into you.

both of you shriek. katsuki cracks a wide cocky grin, "not much to say now huh?"

he ruts his sharp hips so aggressively into izuku, forcing him to move too. izuku's shamefully fat cock begins to bully a spongy spot inside you. it has you seeing stars. katsuki's pace is mercilessness, messy, unforgiving. soon enough izuku can't help himself either and matches his pace.

you become a blabbering mess once again. the sounds of skin slapping, loud squelching, and lewd moans fill the room. you are screaming every time either one of them rock their hips forward.

the way steam leaves izuku's and katsuki's skin is incredible. katsuki can see your fucked out expression and the way your mouth has dropped open. he can hear izuku's delirious and delicious moaning, swearing left and right as he feels so fucking full. fuck, katsuki was seconds away from cumming himself. he grabs your legs and pulls you closer into izuku, you cry out, "fuck! oh fuck, fuck. g-guys."

izuku was too intoxicated off sensation to even conceive an answer. katsuki tries his best to answer coolly, "h-hmmm baby? something, fuck, wrong?" he kisses the heel of your foot.

"i-i think itsss happening again. oh my god."

izuku snaps back to the physical world, "fuck 'm so happy i could cry." just as before he reaches down to press a feverish palm against your sticky stomach. the same feeling builds up again, only this time you allow yourself to feel it.

izuku continues to drill himself so deep into you. at first it was pain and pleasure, but now as you adjusted to his thickness, it is only pleasure. pleasure that felt too fucking good to be real.

katsuki pulls out all the way and then slams himself back into izuku, he moans so loudly. it is music to your ears.

"you guys are soooo fucking hot. jesus."

using his other hand izuku rubs frantic circles on your sore clit, you squirm at the sensation. he tortures the inside of your warm, wet walls and you are overwhelmed.

you shake your head, tears dripping out of your ruined face, "too much, too much."

izuku coos, "oh honey, but you promised. are you, shit, not gonna do, fuck, what you said?"

breathlessly behind him, katsuki groans out, "do it princess. need to see ya lose yourself on izuku's pretty cock."

he gives a savage thrust into izuku's asshole, hips practically kissing, and it makes izuku bruise your cervix.

izuku's hand push deeper in, and you cannot hold back any longer.

they watch as your face clicks into a still motion and your back arches. izuku knows to pull out to watch you in all your glory. as soon as he does, you are squirting all over his chiseled abs and yourself. a stream of liquid spurts out as you scream out in ecstasy. you grip the couch and try to steady yourself, but its no use. it just keeps coming out. katsuki and izuku watch in amazement.

"ughhhhhh, f-fuck, fuckfuckfuck, s-still goinggg, oh my goddddd."

"wow."

"jesus fucking christ."

katsuki decides to go there with you, and sinks himself further into izuku. as they soak your reaction in, they both build up their own. katsuki continues to hammer himself viciously against izuku, the couch shakes and izuku whimpers at how good it feels. the way you look, with your body glowing in euphoria is simply addicting, and katsuki knows that its doing something to him.

sparks begin to pop out of his palms and he has to hang his forearms above his head, to avoid hurting anyone, "fucking hell, izuku, i-i'm gonna—"

izuku cries out, "me too, me too. baby, can i? in you please?"

you are still coming down from your high, too fucked out to give a response. izuku doesn't wait anyway. he pulls you to him quickly and shoves his length inside your soaking cunt, you writhe beneath him, way too overstimulated.

he mumbles a quick sorry but is interrupted by nonsensical blabbering as he shoots his gooey white cum into you for the second time. izuku can feel katsuki's own filling him up, as katsuki's scruffy voice vibrates in his ears, "fuckkkkk."

tears stain your cheeks as he fills you to the brim, and as katsuki pumps izuku full.

overflowing with katsuki's cum, izuku squeezes your tit to steady himself, "oh my god, k-kacchan. how much do you fucking have?"

katsuki pulls out slow, a loud pop, when he finally relieves himself entirely. it drips out of izuku's ass and onto the couch, "looks like we are gonna need a new couch."

izuku collapses onto you. his head in the nape of your neck, soft green curls tickling your skin. his body heat is suffocating. you complain against him, huffing, "izuku off."

he doesn't move. instead you feel sloppy kisses against your thumping veins. katsuki can hear izuku's wet lips peppering you. he towers above you both, drenched in sweat making his body glisten like a glittering gem. his taut muscles rippling as he breathes hard. he runs a hand through his platinum blonde hair, panting he asks,"you still going izuku?"

izuku props himself on his elbows, glaring at you. his hot breath fans your face as he is inches from yours. eyes still jet black and in the shapes of hearts as he begs you, "need more."

you can feel his cock stiffen between your legs again. your eyes widen, "more?!"

izuku's sharp teeth gently nibble at your jaw. you run your fingers through his curls and slightly tug, "izuku seriously? you're not exhausted?"

katsuki prods an oppressive finger into izuku's asshole, adoring the way creaminess drizzles out and izuku bucks his hips back to get more, "nah fucker's still greedy 'n hungry for more. just like always."

you watch as izuku tucks his bottom lip into his teeth, and the way his heartbeat quickens against your exposed chest.

his eyes bore into you, pleading. he releases his lip and pants, "please baby? need more. you did this to me anyway."

katsuki's haughty laugh rings above, "he's right. 'm not done either."

you throw your head against the couch and sigh deeply, "fuck. okay. give me a minute."

katsuki tilts his head to the side to get a better view of you. izuku stays glued to your pretty mouth, licking his lips in excitement.

the blonde smirks and shakes his head softly, "nah, get up. we're moving to the bedroom."

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a few hours later…

"yo princess where the fuck did you get these fucking chocolates from? my dick has been pumped dry. i don't think i can ever come again."

you pant, steam coming off your sweaty skin, "fucking ochaco dude. i thought anything from her would be chill. i should've have known better when she told me she was hiding them from himiko."

both izuku and katsuki pop their heads up in anger, "HIMIKO?"

katsuki slaps your leg, as best as he can while also being too fucking tired to move, "you dumb fucking girl."

safe to say you never got chocolates from ochaco and himiko ever again… at least not for a little while…

[monstersholygrail]

Ever since you found out there was a Horny Ghost trapped and living in your house, you’ve been trying to help him move on. It started out when you moved into your new place, a house you got for a steal. You thought it was too good to be true until you saw the place in person and realized it was actually perfect.

With one little flaw that perhaps proved it was too good to be true.

Only days after you first moved in… weird things started happening. At first your panties just kept going missing. You figured the washer must be eating them up but no matter what you tried you could never find them.

Then you started waking up to your sheets soaked and the room reeking of sex. You never remembered having any steamy dreams but you must’ve if your bed was this soaked by morning.

But then things got even more physical. Strange sensations of pulling and tugging stretched at your towels as you were leaving the shower and at your clothes whenever you’d walk around in your pajamas. At that point it was impossible to deny the fact that you weren’t alone in this place and the other entity wanted something from you.

That’s when he finally appeared. Horny Ghost was perhaps the sexiest man you’ve ever seen even with his frame completely transparent and his skin a deathly hue. Your first thought when he revealed himself to you was literally, ‘awe, what a shame he’s dead. I so would’ve tapped that.’

And as if he read your mind he actually managed to reach out and touch you. His excitement made the atmosphere buzz with electricity and power around him. It shot straight down to your core, already making you more horny than before. The next few hours were a blur of fucking each other in the air in positions you never dreamed you’d be able to go in. If anyone had walked in they’d have thought you possessed.

Ever since then you’ve been working with him, trying to help him figure out ways to move on. Though it doesn’t seem to be as important to him as it is you. Whenever you try and get him to focus on figuring out why he’s stuck he just leans in and says you look so beautiful when you’re trying to think. Somehow you always end up fucking each other again after that.

In the midst of one of these fuck sessions, the pounding of his girthy ghost cock fucks a thought right into your head. A first for you but you weren’t gonna complain. It would take some planning but you were positive you’d finally found the key to sending him to the other side.

So the next time another attempt leads into a lustful distraction, you oh so subtly insist on taking control… and then you make him absolutely regret it. Dragging countless orgasms from both of your spent and overheated bodies. Even his usually freezing frame is now a sizzling warmth that practically encourages more of your gooey slick to trickle out and paint your bodies in a mix of combined release and new arousal.

Horny Ghost’s jaw drops, his eyes rolling back into his head, and a smirk playing on his lips. He can’t believe you right now, feeling a joint emotion of respect and rippling anger. His hands desperately pinch into your plush sides, needing to mark you, wanting to affect you more than you’re currently wrecking him.

As much as you’re trying to hide it, you’re not doing too much better. Your body trembles every time you bounce up and down on his cock, begging to let yourself fall and allow him to take control. It takes all your energy to keep going, your poor pussy spasming like it’s begging both for rest and to cum again.

“How you- hhng!- feeling, baby? So blissed out you can’t help but find p-peace?” You ask in between choked moans, his shaft rubbing up against your sopping walls, igniting every nerve of ecstasy within you.

His eyes widen, chest heaving as realization dawns at what you’re trying to do. You’re actually trying to get him to cross over. The fact that you were serious about all that astounds him. Why would he ever wanna leave when he’s finally found a perfectly tight cunt that massages his length like it was made just for him? The way she clutches onto him like she wants to suck him dry. That pussy is a work of art. No way he’s giving that up.

“You sneaky lil aahh! minx. Someone ought to teach you a lesson— fuck!” He snarls, fucking up into you even harder and jostling your body so deliciously. For a moment he’s entranced by the alluring jiggle and movement of your drool-worthy breasts before he snaps back into focus by your breathless giggle. “You think it’s gon’ be that easy?”

“I almost have you. I know I do,” you reply oh so confidently that it has him seething.

During your time together when have you been the one to get the upper hand on him? He thinks you need a serious reminder about that.

“Do you really? Mmph, yeah, we’ll see about that.”

With a speed as fast as the wind he gets a burst of energy and the air around you crackles. Before you can catch your breath he’s flipping you around like you’re nothing but a doll to use for his pleasure. Pinning your wrists above your head with a force you can’t see, he picks up the pace, pounding away at your insides like he’s trying to rearrange your guts. And with his powers he just might.

Your screams of pleasure are almost as loud as the squelching of your cunt every time your bodies meet. Despite the fact that his body has no affect on the outer world, the force of his thrusts drive you up the bed, causing it to creak with resistance and smack against the wall in warning. Yet he doesn’t slow down. If anything it fuels him to go even harder.

Shockwaves course through your body as your orgasm slams into you. You’re unsure if it’s his powers or just the sheer intensity of your climax as your insides buzz with pleasure and shake you to your very soul. As you feel your release gushing out of you the world goes dark and still.

Then you wake with a scream, your eyes flying open to find him still going. Heaving breaths leave you as another orgasm begins to build. Looking around you’re not sure how much time as passed or if he ever really stopped. But just like before he revealed himself to you, your bed is drenched with a mess of your slippery fluids. Soaking the mattress to its very core.

“Awe, how cute. Look who’s a-awake. The one so nngh! confident just a few hours ago.”

Hours?

You can’t even begin to think about that right now as his still rock hard cock swivels around inside you, hitting every spot that drives you to a blissful insanity. Screams pour from your lips and you’re unable to stop them. No energy left for anything but taking you over that edge once again.

And when you do your world fades away. All that’s left is each rocking of his hips as he rails into you. He’s taken possession to a whole new level as he transcends your body to a new plane is existence. Your cunt milks his cock, begging him to join you in this sensation. After all this time he can’t hold back any longer, coming right after you with a snarl that shakes the shutters and makes the house groan.

He buries himself to the hilt, ejecting ropes of hot sticky semen straight into your narrow channel. Together your bodies tremble against each other, barely any energy left between you, but the heat still well alive.

“You can’t get rid of me that easy,” he purrs in your ear and a chill shoots down your spine, swearing you can almost feel his hot breath ghost across your skin.

It seems it’ll take a lot more than this to get him to pass on and rest. In the meantime he’ll find a perfectly good resting spot right in your arms and in your perfect cunt.

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[johnpricescumrag]

Soap, who fucks you within an inch of your life. He doesn't cum inside you, much to your chagrin. Instead, Soap pulls out and cums all over your stomach and chest.

"Look so bonnie cover'd in my cum." Soap groans, gently rubbing his cum into your soft skin. You let out a soft whine, having cum on Soap's cock four times.

"Shh, baby. I know, I know, you wanted me to cum inside." Soap murmurs, rubbing his hands up and down your trembling thighs. "How about I fill you up with something else instead?"

You nod weakly, your thighs parting again. Soap smirks down at you, carefully sliding his cum-covered cock back into your hole. "Yeah, you want me to fill you up, don't you, fuckin' little slut."

You could feel warmth spreading deep within you. Soap was pissing inside of you. You moaned, your hand resting over your belly where a small bulge was beginning to form. You're Soap's little slut, all right.

[sorenellebrair]

ᣞ ᜓ᛫ ⋆♱ izuku and bakugo dont like brats !

cw: smut, bakudeku x sub!reader, fem!reader, softdom!izuku, harddom!bakugo, dacryphilia, overstim, fingering, spanking, cunnilingus. lmk if i forgot anything :)

a/n: this is my first drabble, lmk if you fw it ;)

𖤓 It wasn’t planned to end up between your two boyfriends on a Saturday night, getting fucked dumb. To be fair, none of this was really your fault. They always told you that you could have anything you wanted, so of course you bought the cutest pair of heels after they already told you no.

That’s how you ended up here, back against Katsuki’s chest while his fingers tugged and pinched at your puffy nipples.

“I-I said I’m sorry,” you whined, feeling him press open-mouthed kisses to your neck as Izuku’s fingers pumped deep into your soaked pussy.

They’d kept you like this for over thirty minutes, refusing to let you cum, the expensive heels still on your feet.

“So messy already,” Izuku murmured, voice soft but firm. “You really want to cum that bad, pretty girl?”

Your hips jerked when he curled his fingers just right. “Yes! p-please, zuku-”

Katsuki’s hand suddenly came down in a sharp slap against your clit, making you cry out.

“Too bad,” he growled. “You don’t get to cum just ‘cause you’re beggin’.”

Izuku kept his pace steady for a moment before he leaned down, replacing his fingers with his mouth. His tongue dragged through your folds before latching onto your swollen clit, sucking gently.

“F-Fuck—! I-I can’t, it’s too much! hic- g’na cum, zuku please!” Fat globs of tears run down your cheeks, bottom lip trembling.

Katsuki gripped your face, forcing you to look at him. “No the fuck you’re not. Brats don’t get to cum.” His tongue laps up your tears with his hand wrapped tightly around your throat.

Izuku pulled back just enough to speak, his voice still soft even as his breath fanned over your clit. “Just a little more, pretty girl. You can take it.”

Your thighs shook as you tried to squirm away, tears brimming in your eyes. “Can’t- s’too much, please-!”

Katsuki slapped your clit again, harsher this time. “Stop whining. You’re not cumming until we say so.”

© sorenellebrair

[savagebite]

Mean owner! Price who snaps at Bunny hybrid! Reader after they accidentally break the nice ceramic bowl that he gave them for meals. You were just mad you got healthy yucky pellets!!! You wanted cake!!! (´∩｀。)

But he quickly feels bad because you give him the silent treatment. Refusing his pets, hiding under tables. You even refuse grooming time!!! You loved when he would brush your hair for you!! (╥ ω ╥)

So while you’re sleeping he gently scoops you up with those thick arms of his. giving you small kisses and coos while you wake up. And when you try to escape, legs kicking and wiggling with all your might! he just traces your hole. His finger against it. Finally pushing in when you whined enough. His two thick fingers pumping over and over as he whispers small apologies to you.

“Oh, I know, I know, m’such a meanie. M’sorry I’ll never yell again okay? Bunny? You gotta answer or I’ll stop”

You lazily nod your head, which makes him smile. He finally pumps harder making you finish. Your head against his chest as he enjoys finally being able to hug his bunny again <33

[tnydolly]

katsuki using his quirk during sex

wc ; ~ 700 · ° .ᐟ

katsuki had you face down ass up, back arched deep as he fucked you from behind like he was pissed off at you.

his hips snapped forward hard, thick cock slamming into your pussy with wet, filthy sounds. every brutal thrust made your body jolt forward on the bed, but he just yanked you back by the hips like you were his personal fucktoy.

“fuck, this pussy is swallowing me so fucking good,” he growled, voice rough and raspy. “taking me so deep”

you moaned loud into the pillow, gripping the sheets tight as he fucked you. his pace was mean and relentless, skin slapping loudly against skin. he reached forward, grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked your head back, forcing you to arch even more.

“don’t hide your fucking face,” he snarled. “I wanna hear every sound you make.” then he brought his palm down hard on your ass.

SMACK !

a small, controlled explosion went off against your skin the second his hand connected — tiny sparks and heat blooming across your ass cheek. the sharp sting made your pussy clench hard around him.

“oh!” you cried out, eyes watering.

katsuki laughed low and mean, still fucking you.

“yeah? you felt that?” he slapped the other cheek even harder, another little explosion popping against your skin. the sense of pain and heat made your legs shake. “that making you cream all over my cock ?”

he kept fucking you deep, hips snapping forward while his hand came down again and again. every slap came with a small pop of his quirk, not enough to actually hurt you bad, but enough to send sharp, electric shocks through your ass that turned into throbbing heat.

“fuuuck, you like that don’t you?” he groaned, yanking your hair harder. “pussy keeps squeezing me every time I blow up on your ass. nasty little masochist.”

“i love it— i love when you’re rough !”

your moans were getting louder, broken and pathetic as he fucked you hard from behind. katsuki leaned over you, chest pressed against your back. his mouth right next to your ear as he spoke absolute filth.

“you’re dripping down my fucking thighs. making such a messy fucking pussy for me. bet you want it harder next time, huh?”

he slapped your ass again — harder. the explosion was a little bigger this time. the stinging burn mixed with the pleasurable stretch of his cock made your eyes roll back.

“katsuki— don’t stop pleaseee!” you dragged out, pleasure and pain blending together perfectly.

“that’s right. taking it sooo good ,” he mocked, teeth grazing your shoulder threatening to bite down. “you feel how deep i’m hitting?”

he straightened back up, gripping your hips with both hands. his thrusts were faster, deeper, more aggressive. every time his hips met your ass he gave you a small explosion on your already sensitive skin.

the constant mix of his thick cock stretching you open and the sharp, hot shocks from his quirk was driving you insane. you were shaking, pussy fluttering around him as an orgasm built fast. katsuki could feel your pussy clenching harder around him like you’ve done hundreds of times when your so close to cumming

“c’mon cum on my cock,” he commanded, slapping your ass again with another tiny pop.

“f-fuck tsuki— mhh ! ”

the next hard thrust combined with a stinging explosion pushed you over the edge. you came hard, screaming into the pillow as your pussy gushed around his cock, walls spasming violently.

“shit, that’s it,” he groaned, fucking you through it. he didn’t stop. he kept pounding into your sensitive pussy, chasing his own high. his breathing got rougher, low grunts and curses spilling out as he used you.

“gonna fill this pussy up, fuck—”

with a few final brutal thrusts, he buried himself deep and came hard, groaning loudly as thick ropes of cum flooded inside you. he kept grinding into you slowly, making sure you took every drop inside your spent pussy.

he finally pulled out and gave your ass one last hard slap with a tiny explosion for good measure. you twitched hard, whimpering. katsuki smirked, breathing heavy as he stared at the red handprints and faint explosion marks littering your ass.

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