[candytoothed]

♥︎⠀ 𖡻 𓈒ֵ۫𓏼　. . DOLLY!　adult　she/they　multifandom　lonely girl　latina　vampire lovr　daddy issues central ⠀🥩 ༘⋆ ◞ ིྀ﹒

　꒰っ ◟/ 　adopt a kitten, fuck me roughly, and then treat me soft ❤︎

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i usually don’t do second parts unless someone has a specific idea for one!

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[yodzo]

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[candytoothed]

giving relationship advice with mina to ur friends, u on her lap or vice versa explaining why that man is not the one

"if he really cared about your feelings, he wouldn't have said it in the first place." mina hums, playing with the bottom of your skirt.

"but i think im asking for too much-"

"wanting to feel pleasured isnt asking for too much??" you cut her off, taking a sip of your girlfriend's drink.

"besides," mina hums, nudging your arm for a sip before continuing. "eating pussy is the bare minimum."

"i agree."

"but you're into girls, its different." your friend adds before realizing what she just said.

"so you think he's gay?!"

you look down at your girlfriend, nodding along. "wait, that actually makes sense though."

"yeah, he's always talking about love island..."

[cinna-creme]

just a lil more

a/n: i need this lowk

smoking with mina’s roommate sero always left you flustered and your head in the clouds. tonight the three of you are sprawled on his bed, the blunt freshly dabbed out and your head in mina’s lap. she smoothes your hair back while sero softly hums with the music.

“how you feeling, pretty girl?” she giggles as you slowly blink up at her. 

“hot.” you smile. 

“why don’t we all get naked?” sero rolls onto his side to grin at the both of you. 

“you’re a freak hanta.” mina shoots him a glare. 

“she’s hot, babe.” he laughs. 

“don’t ‘babe’ me.” she pushes him onto his back. 

“oh no.. i hope no one takes advantage of me while i’m on my back.” he turns his head and looks at the both of you. 

“in your dreams.” you roll your eyes. 

“wanna know what’s in my dreams?” he rolls back over. “two of you making out sloppy style over my dick.” he gives a lopsided smile. 

“hanta!” you gasp. 

“you sounding like that when mina slides her fingers into that dripping pussy.” he nods. “god we could get you laid out on your back,” he nods. “mina licking and finger fucking you while i fuck her from the back.” he sweats tighten. “yeaaahhh that’s the shit right there.” 

“holy shit sero you’re an actual perv.” mina side eyes him and he catches the way her thighs squish. 

“and you’re thinking about it.” he smirks. “so.. have you girls ever kissed?” he wiggles his eyebrows. 

“wouldn’t you like to know.” you stick your tongue out at him. 

“mm, has mina ever played with your pussy? i ever get you girls so high and you lock yourselves in mina’s room and just.. go crazy?” he’s shameless. 

“hanta!” mina hisses. 

“what?” he laughs. “i’m just asking.” he lays back on the bed. 

“maybe.” you whisper, giggling when mina claps a hand over your mouth. 

“i knew it.” he rolls over and rests his head on your thigh. “what about.. mina holding you there while i lick this pretty pussy? hm? would you like that?” 

your heart thunders in your chest. “you can say no.” mina tilts your chin back to her. 

“i.. yes.” you nod quickly. 

“yeah?” mina purrs. “i’m gonna need something to play with while hanta’s eating.” her hands slide to squeeze your covered tits. 

you just nod, breathless, happy to let them both undress you and press their hands all over your body. your back hits mina’s chest and when her hands find your tits you feel sero’s breath between your thighs. your head falls back when sero presses a small kiss to your clit, he peppers some down the sides of your slit letting his tongue lick along your warm skin. 

sero’s hands snake around your hips and then he sucks your clit into his mouth. you arch against mina’s chest, moan falling from your lips as he flicks his tongue against you. mina rolls your nipples between her fingers, softly pinching as she starts to kiss your neck. 

“sero doing a good job already?” you feel her smile against your skin. 

“yes! he’s so- ahh!” she pinches down harder. “minaaa!” you roll your hips against sero’s face. 

sero is happy to let you grind against his face, licking down and pushing his tongue into your pussy, groaning at the taste of you flooding his mouth. he slowly tongue fucks you, pressing closer and letting his nose ground against your clit. one of your hands fists his hair and pulls him closer, the other gripping onto mina’s hand. she sinks her teeth into your neck and sero chuckles into you with your shutter and the vibrations send you over the edge. 

“fuck! i’m- nghh i’m cumming!” you squirm, legs snapping shut around sero’s head as he keeps going. 

sero licks you through it, slurping down all your juices before he pulls back with swollen lips. “been keeping this pussy all to yourself, mina?” his eyes narrow at her. 

“you’ll see how much harder she cums when i’m in between her thighs.” she grins. 

you whine, chest heaving as they start to pull their clothes off. mina arranges you on the pillows and slowly kisses down your body, peppering kisses all over your thighs, giggling when sero yanks her hips into the air. he slides his tip through her folds, groaning at the stickiness before slowly pushing in. 

“shit.” his eyes flutter shut. 

“can’t handle it?” mina looks back over her shoulder and presses her ass back, sucking him the rest of the way in. 

“chill.” sero’s fingers dig into her hips. 

“mina!” you gasp as her tongue licks through your slick. 

“mmm, sero left you a mess, naughty boy.” she starts fucking herself back onto him agonizingly slow while she sucks your clit into her mouth. 

your hands fly to your chest kneading and rolling your nipples when you feel her slide one finger into you. your lips part as she slowly fucks it into you, thighs shaking while she leisurely licks at your clit. sero groans, leaning over her so he can watch her ruin you. 

“how’s she feel around your finger?” sero pants. 

“like this.” he squeezes around him and he presses his forehead against her back. “sero couldn’t handle you babygirl.” she slides a second finger in. “this pussy’s mine, yeah?” 

“yes! nghhhh mina!!” your tummy twists when she starts pounding her fingers into you. 

she attaches back to your clit while sero starts humping against her again. he gets a hand underneath her and finds her clit, swirling with precision that makes her moan into you. your toes are curling as she fucks into harder, curling her fingers just how you like. sero’s panting watching the both of you and from the feel of mina squeezing around him. 

“shit you two are so hot.” he groans. “fuck babe you feel so good.” he rubs at her clit faster and she squeals into you. “yeah there you go.” 

all it takes is a third finger stretching you open and you’re cumming all over her mouth and fingers. she fucks you through each wave only pulling back her mouth when she falls apart around sero, moaning loudly as he keeps circling her clit. 

“just.. just a little more ma.” his hips frantically fall into her ass and with a low groan he fills her. the three of you pull apart and collapse onto the bed with heaving chests. “wanna smoke some more?” 

“yeah.” you and mina respond at the same time.

[candytoothed]

boner alert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[midnightglances]

my doctor said that freaky hotel sex followed by ordering room service and eating it in bed would heal me

[candytoothed]

going to the pool w bakugou eek

his skin sparkling in the water and dior sunglasses perched atop his head. and when hes not swimming he has u in his lap, hands on ur thighs underwater and readjusting ur bikini when u say its too loose ughh

and hes packed a whole bag full of stuff like sandwiches, towels, ur earphones since u planned on sunbathing, nd tanning oil!!! and a cooler with popsicles and water

he buys u a drink and sways with u in the water, the both of u getting tan under the radiant sun!! and he's got one of those expensive waterproof watches and u keep playing with it while he's talking

and then bonus afterwards he covers u both in towels and snuggles up next to you on a lounge chair in the shade

[inadoves]

riding dean winchester’s face…

note: yes i HAD to include butt stuff. its a cow farm. you’re gonna find cows outside!!! also we’re so back oh gessss

You’re not really one to get on top, but tonight’s a special occasion. With Dean’s hands gripping your inner thighs and his mouth devouring your pussy, you have no choice but to sit up and take everything you possibly could.

He can’t breathe fresh oxygen when he’s here, his tongue buried between your folds and his teeth grazing your clit every chance he gets. Though, frankly, he’s exactly where he wants to be; when he’s beneath you like this, there’s nothing that makes him happier.

He breathes you in like it’s what he deserves, inhales the sweet, tangy scent of your dribbling cunt like it’s a flower. You gasp as he guides your hips to roll on his mouth, barely biting back a nervous giggle at the feeling of his stubble against your sensitive skin. The only time you stop holding in a breath is when he rips his head back to get air.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” He babbles. He’s breathless, thumb dipping between your folds and gliding through the soft, wet skin. Dean’s nose and lips are covered in your slick which he makes no effort to wipe off. “Can’t believe I get to suffocate under a pussy like this.”

“You-“ Barely managing to speak, you shudder out air. “You’re so dramatic.”

He looks up at you with his girlish green eyes and you watch as they crease when he grins. “I’m not.” His thumb comes back out and he slides his hands to your ass. He grips your ass hard enough to make you choke momentarily. “Give me some more, baby.” He rasps. “Put it all on me right now.”

Dean almost cums at the feeling of your weight back onto his face. He moans into your flesh and kisses your clit, bringing his tongue out to lick a thick stripe up and suckles your sensitive bud until you squirm above him. You reach to grab his hair and your breasts squeeze together uncomfortably, soft yet perked up nipples begging for the smallest amount of attention that, if he could see, would get devoured all the same.

You slide your knees outwards, toes gripping the sheets to the point they cramp in place. At your backside you can feel a single wet digit circle your asshole. He thumbs at your hole and slurps at your clit to distract you from any discomfort. One hand spreads open your asshole while the other’s thumb dips in until it’s at the knuckle.

Immediately your knees come inwards and knock against his head. The vibrations coming from his groaning immediately absorbs into your skin, your nails digging into his scalp at the rush. “Shit, Dean!” You moan, eyes squeezing shut. He flexes his thumb into you just to hear another sweet sound. Your eyes fill with tears at the pressure inside your ass. One single finger making every sensation more potent than the last.

You grind into his face, desperate to get that same rush from him that he immediately provides. He moans into you again and bites at your clit, twisting the nerves between his teeth gently before swirling it around his tongue and sucking on it like a lollipop.

“Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.” You babble, raking your fingers through his hair. “M’gonna cum soon, so soon, so don’t stop! Fuck!”

Dean is very, very good at taking orders in times like these. When you tell him to keep going, he keeps going no matter what.

Slowly but surely he pumps his thumb in and out of you, timing it with the way he licks your cunt and buries his tongue so deep his nose brushes your skin. He can’t help but moan and shudder at the warmth of your body against his, toes curling and knees bending to plant his feet on the bed. His lips wrap around your clit one more time, tongue darting out like a frog to give it a little extra.

With the way he’s devouring you it makes you see stars. Your vision blurs for a moment and without realizing it you’re cumming all over him, hands reaching behind his head and pushing him into you so hard it knocks the air out of him for a moment. He breathes heavily and takes in every sensation: the feeling of your nails in his scalp, the taste of your cunt deep in his throat, the smell of your wetness covering him, the warmth around his finger inside your ass. Everything is absolutely perfect.

He pops his finger out gently, making sure you don’t notice it with glances at your scrunched face. You don’t think you’ve ever came so hard just from someone eating you out other than this very moment.

Dean grasps at your hips, gently lifting you enough to wiggle out from beneath you and sit up. “That was perfect, sweetheart.” He exhales, hand grabbing your arm. His strong fingers curl around your tired muscles. When he leans in to kiss you, you lean and give into it without a second thought.

He tastes just like you, his wet nose bumping into yours and his plush lips forcing your mouth open to bury his tongue inside the same way he did to your pussy. You grab at his chest, moaning softly at the wetness of his tongue and the overwhelming taste of your own cunt. He pulls away and grins at you, his free hand coming to brush hair away from your face and wipe saliva from your lips.

“Beautiful lady, aren’t you.” He murmurs. There’s a glint in his eyes you always see in special moments like these, one that tells you ‘I love you’. You tilt your head and smile cheekily. It feels like cupid struck him with an arrow all over again. “I think I might be the luckiest guy alive with you in front of me..” When you laugh it’s pure music in his ears. “There she is,” Dean pecks your lips one more time for good measure. “My baby.”

[nanamiskentos]

not to rain on anyone's parade but i miss when jujutsu kaisen x reader fics were actually well-characterised and not just slapping onomatopoeia and synonyms for cock together and calling it a day 🥲

[candytoothed]

dude being in a relationship with mtf!bakugou oh my days ngghhh

[m6cabre]

kisses make everything better ֔ 𓈒

🪽 . . .⠀⠀touya todoroki x fem!vampire quirk!reader 𓏵 childhood bestfriends to lovers ⸝⸝ touya’s childhood abuse is mention in the beginning ⸝⸝ smoking

you had been one of the few children touya was close to. he was there when your fangs had come in at just four years old, curiously leaning in as you showed them off. he had been there when you would run to the bathroom to drink blood from a juice box, sitting on the cold tiled floor with you—almost a daily occurrence.

you were heavily bullied for her quirk, being told you’d become a villain because of it. touya was one who had defended you, despite the punishments he received at home for using his fire to threaten other children. he would see you the following day, bruises just barely peaking from under clothes. you would kiss them softly.

“mama says kisses make everything better,” you’d say each time.

you faced the beginning of middle school together. you smoked their first cigarette together. way too young, definitely, but you both believed it would offer relief. he laughed when you coughed obnoxiously, then you laughed when he did just the same.

the day you found out about the fire from fuyumi, you broke into screaming sobs in her arms. those two girls sobbed in one another’s arms for hours, eyes swollen and shirts soaked with the other’s tears.

touya didn’t know that bit now. it had been, what, ten years? he glanced at the scars on his arms and bare torso. would you have kissed those, too? he wondered what you had become each day. you hadn’t become a hero, as you would’ve been in the news. for that, he was grateful. you were out of shigaraki’s radar.

you had stayed close to fuyumi, but you did not speak to natsuo and shoto as much. they only existed because touya hadn’t met endeavor’s expectations. you resented them just a bit for that. not enough to truly hate them, but seeing them left a bitter taste in her mouth.

one night, after swinging by the convenience store for a late snack, you were walking back to her apartment complex. as you walked, a man with his hood pulled high and his head low passed you, shoulder bumping hers. you stopped, whipping around at him.

“the fuck’s your problem?” you snapped.

the man slowed to a stop, glancing back at you. his eyes focused on you, as if assessing that dealing with you was worth his time.

as the streetlight caught in his eyes, you could have sworn you recognized them. vibrant teal, just a bit dulled by the misery forced upon them. touya—

no, no. impossible. he had died ten years ago in that fire. temperatures had reached so high that his bones had even been turned to ash.

when your lips parted in shock, his eyes caught the glint of your fangs that just peaked past your lips. he knew those anywhere. he had spent years looking at them with fascination as a child.

he turned again and began walking off, leaving you there under the streetlight. it couldn’t be you. you had always talked about leaving, you wouldn’t have stayed this long surely.

you stayed there until he was out of sight. your shoulders drooped, and you too continued walking. touya was dead, he had been for a decade. that man wasn’t him.

days later, in the rain, you were walking briskly past that same spot. that same man came your way, brushing your shoulder again.

you never believed in coincidences. your gut was telling her something, but you couldn’t place what. the idea of running made that gut feeling worse. you suddenly rushed to follow the man, catching his hood and pulling it back.

“hey, what the fuck—” the man began, turning sharply to face you.

your eyes blew wide. you had scene this man on the news, just briefly before changing the channel. dabi, is what the heroes had claimed his name was, but something told you that wasn’t true.

those eyes, they weren’t the eyes of a villain. they were the eyes of a boy you had grown up with, a boy you had loved dearly. a boy you had thought died a decade ago.

he too had stopped, eyes focused on your face. those eyes, those fangs, the slight crookedness of the left one, the slightly longer tip on the right that gave away that it was you.

rain poured down them on them both, as if it had intensified with the tension. your hand reached up carefully, nails manicured so perfectly, skin soft as silk. it cupped his face, brushing over that scarred purple flesh that covered his lower jaw.

he grabbed you suddenly, slamming his mouth to yours. he had waited years to do this, years to love you. you reciprocated, hands fisting the collar of his wet jacket as you moved your lips against his.

when touya pulled away, your mood shifted suddenly.

“what the hell?” you shouted, tears welling in your eyes.

“i—i thought you were dead! i thought you died in that fire—”

you were cut off by her own sob. you shoved him, water splashing up when his foot planted a pace back to catch himself.

“you left me! you fucking left me with those assholes! you promised you wouldn’t and you did!”

the rain was pouring upon them, hitting skin like tiny bullets. thunder boomed in the distance.

“if you wanted to leave that house you could’ve come to me, you didn’t have to leave me,” you cried bitterly.

touya reached out, pulling you into his chest. his hand held the back if your head, the other gripping the back of your jacket as you sobbed. he had regretted it almost immediately after leaving, but he had assumed you had known already—he feared going back.

“i hate you,” you insisted weakly.

“love you too, sweetheart.”

the bar was closer than her apartment, so he had brought you back there. you didn’t leave for a week. you wouldn’t leave him again. you stayed close beside him constantly, whether you were perched on his shoulder as a bat or laying half on top of him as a human.

when those blood cravings grew strong, he’d offer the juncture of his elbow for you to drink from. you were so gentle, pressing your teeth in quick to get it over with immediately, kissing the wounds when you pulled back.

“kisses make everything better,” you’d giggle, sliding into his arms after licking those remaining droplets from your lips.

req 💗

[slutsenpai]

爆豪と切島 ⸻ the heat of the moment × bakugō & kirishima

fem!reader threesome with firefighters!bakugō & kirishima after they come to your “ rescue ”

request summary. hello gorgeous human, u know that i adore u & everything u write <3333 i need firefighter kirishima and bakugo who flirt their way into a date with yn and then having nasty passionate possessive sex <33333

content. afab!reader, firefighters!au, oral (f!receiving), threesome (f/m/m), finger sucking, kiribaku being kinda bi, p in v, creampie, body worship, praise, cum eating, size kink, this is so filthy hehe ; wc. 3.5k

the whole situation was stupid, really. you burnt the fuck out of some cookies, the smoke alarm goes off, and everyone in your building has to evacuate, et cetera.

of course, the two lead firemen that respond to the call are the most gorgeous himbos that you’ve ever seen, and they’re teasing you about it, just happy that everyone was okay. so you invite them to dinner for their trouble, and to prove that you actually do know what you’re doing in the kitchen.

they looked sexy in their uniforms, and they’re even sexier now.

the blonde, katsuki, is dressed in an expensive-looking tee with the sleeves partially rolled up, showing off his biceps, tucked into loose-fitting ripped jeans and some designer belt that accentuates his slutty waist. the redhead, eijiro, is wearing a short-sleeved button down half open, his toned chest and collarbones on perfect display, and casual slacks that make his thick, muscular thighs look like sin. they’re both styled with chains and rings, and katsuki has earrings that he definitely was not wearing to work the other day.

you take one look at them and you’re FUCKED.

and its worse because they know how hot they are — as soon as you open your front door, every thought in your pretty little head evaporates and kiri is all beaming, fanged grins and bakugo is smug with a knowing glint in his sanguine eyes.

“oh, you look so pretty, babydoll,” kirishima immediately lays it on thick, taking it upon himself to place one of his big, sturdy hands on your door and opening it all the way so the two can slip inside.

“th-thanks.”

“nice place … good thing it didn’t go up in flames.”

your face heats up at the embarrassment. “yeah … and thanks for coming ; I don’t have guests often but I really like to cook and bake for people.”

“yeah? well you can make food for us anytime, angel, we just have to figure out a way to repay you.” kiri hums, nodding his head down and hugging you. he’s massive, his frame swallowing yours entirely.

katsuki hesitates at first, but he also decides to hug you after eijiro pulls away. they both smell so fucking good, wearing heady colognes that are distinctly different from each other, but neither one is overpowering. yum.

you serve the food and they’re both so sweet, thanking and complimenting you the entire evening. you notice that neither of them ask for any sort of alcohol, which you’re thankful for.

“it’s been so long since I’ve had a home cooked meal like this, and this has to be the best that I’ve ever eaten .. oh my god, angel.” kirishima groans, eating up every last bit before setting his silverware back down.

his praise is enough to make your heart skip a beat, and you’re fluttering your doll lashes at him without even realizing it. “seems he doesn’t think very highly of my cooking.” bakugo grumbles, but it’s playful.

“can’t you just thank our host instead of being an ass? you’re jealous, huh?”

katsuki rolls his eyes before turning to you, his tone shifting entirely. “it was perfect, one of my favorites. thanks for having us, sweet thing.” your gaze turns to the blonde, and you notice just how big his hands are as he drinks from a glass of water. it’s distracting, but you manage to think of a response.

“you’re welcome, it was no trouble, and I love to cook for people … and I’m sorry to ask, but do you guys live together, or something?”

“yeah, best friends and roommates since high school. don’t worry, I take good care of him.” kirishima teases and the blonde rolls his eyes again, clearly unamused. “like hell you do, I feel like I’m your mother most days.” bakugo counters, lightly kicking at kirishima, which just makes the redhead laugh.

“well, what about dessert? I baked cookies properly this time.”

the mens’ faces light up and they nod at you .. but they both have other plans for dessert.

and yeah, they ate, and they praised you and thanked you to no end, and then they ate again .. but the main course, and even the dessert, could never compare to this — you, and your perfect, glistening pussy. bakugo is sitting with you on the kitchen counter, holding you against his chest, and kirishima between your thighs.

you’re soaking all over katsuki’s jeans, your wetness dripping through the ripped holes in the distressed denim and onto his skin, but it’s not like he minds the mess, he loves it.

“s’even sweeter than that homemade buttercream, baby, fuck. you’ve gotta taste her, kats.” kirishima moans, licking a wide stripe up your entire cunt, flicking the tip of his tongue over your clit in a way that makes you shiver as you run your fingers through his thick, silky hair.

“I will, I will … I’ve just got such a pretty view right now.” katsuki says over your shoulder, licking your neck before looking down at kiri.

their eyes meet while kirishima gives your cunt sloppy, open-mouth kisses, focusing on your clit, his dark eyelashes flutter and you can feel that there’s something not-so-platonic between them. it makes you whine as your thoughts blur, picturing these two gorgeous men pleasuring each other when they’re alone.

katsuki is mouthing at the column of your throat, sucking obscene bruises onto your soft skin. he doesn’t know you very well yet, but you’re so cute that he can’t help wanting to mark you up for himself.

you don’t last long, and you would’ve been more embarrassed if they hadn’t been doting on you as if you were the most perfect thing in existence, but kiri is telling you to cum so you don’t hold back on him — “it’s okay, princess, cum in my mouth, you’ve earned it.”

and when you cum, it’s the cutest and hottest thing that either men have ever seen. thighs trembling, one hand in kats’ hair and the other in kiri’s as you try to bring them both impossibly closer. you’re lightly hyperventilating and crying, trying to calm yourself in their holds, but kiri isn’t letting up, still just lapping and sucking at your sweet pussy until you literally push him away from you.

“too much, kiri, please!”

he finally relents, greedily licking his lips before wiping his hand with the back of his mouth, only to let katsuki lick up what’s left on his fingers. the blonde moans, closing his eyes and gently sucking on his bestie’s thick, pretty fingers. you audibly gulp as you watch them …

“atta girl, so fuckin’ pretty.” katsuki whispers against your neck, softly rubbing your sensitive kitty before he flips your skirt and apron back down, just so he can stuff his own fingers into his mouth to taste you again.

katsuki easily picks you up and carries you into your bedroom with kiri trailing behind, holding your sweet face and eagerly trying to kiss you as much as he can over his best friend’s shoulder while he carries you — kiri is obsessed, and he just can’t keep his hands off of you.

katsuki gently sets you down and they take turns removing your clothing, and then their own. they both look perfect ; they could be models even with the array of scars and cuts and bruises decorating their perfectly toned bodies, and they’re both absolutely hung. it makes your mouth water and your pussy even wetter ; you can feel the slick already dripping down your plush thighs, mixed with kiri’s spit.

“you want us both? or one at a time?” kirishima asks, his mouth still on your skin as he slips off your last piece of clothing. both men are trying to take it slow because they want to worship you, but they’ve both been fucking dying to have you like this since they first saw you, and especially after seeing you in that cute little dress in the kitchen today.

the question itself makes you blush an even brighter shade, and your breath catches, “j-just one.”

“gotcha, angel … is that something you’d want to try another time?” and he’s so sweet the way he asks such a filthy thing … so close that you can feel his pretty eyelashes against your cheek as he noses his way down to kiss your neck.

“I don’t know, m-maybe.”

“good girl, baby, it’s whatever you want … no pressure, jus’want to make you feel good.” he speaks the words into your skin, kissing you in reverence, but it’s still a lot. you haven’t had two partners at once before, so that was out of the question for now, but he still made you feel safe.

the feeling of being shared and doted on by these two gorgeous men was unreal, and you couldn’t tell if it made you feel like a slut, or like their prized possession .. maybe a bit of both, and maybe you liked it.

he switches topics, asking, “you wanna let bakugo taste your pretty pussy now, angel? is that okay?”

you nod without thinking and bakugo grins, laying you on your back, kissing all down your body while kiri settles into your squishy pillows at the headboard with you between his legs, your back to his chest. kiri is already impossibly hard, but the sight of you with his best friend kissing and licking and biting all over your pretty body makes him so hard that it hurts, with sweet little pearls of pre beading up at his pretty pink tip and rolling down his warm, thick length.

you’re so much smaller than them, so katsuki knows that he has to open you up with his fingers and tongue a bit because there’s no way that he or his best friend will be able to fit inside of you as is. katsuki is a munch, so wishes that he could just lay there and do nothing but suck on your perfect clit like his favorite little piece of candy, but hearing you whine and keen for him while he stretches you out is also a good option.

“fuck, katsuki, you feel so good,” you sigh, already lost in him. your praise goes straight to his ego, and he sucks a deep bruise into your pelvis, rubbing his thumb over your clit. you melt into kirishima, using his muscular thighs as a scratching post, arching into katsuki’s cute mouth and moaning like a bitch in heat.

he’s thorough and he’s nasty, licking up absolutely every inch of you to the point that you instinctively pull away, but kiri keeps a hand spread on your stomach, forcing you down into his friend’s warm, wet mouth and making you take his precise tongue with nowhere to go.

you rock your hips against his face, bakugo relentlessly sucking your clit, with his fingers either sunk into your soft skin, or trying to inch his way inside of your tight cunny, sometimes swapping a thick digit for his tongue as he tries to fit deeper. it’s all too much, and you’re already close again and he can tell, finally curling two of his fingers directly into your sweet spot. you’re crying, your dainty hands in his thick, ash blonde hair as you hold him against your cunt, cumming in his mouth and letting him messily slurp and drink all of your nectar.

he’s kissing all over your body, biting at your chest, and kiri is telling you how fucking good you are for them, how beautiful you are, thanking you for letting them have you like this, how they’ll always take care of you. “fuck me, katsuki, please, I wanna feel it !! I need it, you’re so big .. ” you’re desperate now, all of your shyness becoming replaced by the overwhelming need for pleasure.

“yeah, baby?” kiri laughs. “so impatient. not until you tell us who ate your cute pussy better, okay?” you think about it for a moment, pouting up at him and quietly saying, “k-kitty kat.” kiri’s jaw drops, given how fast he got you off. “that’s my sweet girl.” bakugo gloats, kissing you and kirishima rolls his eyes. “yeah? I’ll just have to fuck you better, then. bakugo, you go first.”

“gladly.”

kats shifts onto his haunches, stroking himself and rubbing his big, intimidating length through your folds. you gasp, and you’re so sensitive that you swear you almost cum just on his tip like that. your pussy flutters around nothing, just in anticipation of being filled to the brim. katsuki senses your anxiety, leaning down to kiss you softly as he starts to slide his thick, lengthy cock inside of your tight entrance, and his sexy, needy groans are even louder than your own.

“so big, please please please please please,” you whine against his lips, your mouth dropping into an “o” as you watch how he hardly fits inside …

“m’sorry, baby, just gotta stretch open this perfect little angel cunt for a second, it’ll feel so good, I promise.” he sighs, kissing you again and gently fucking you on his tip just to open you up.

kirishima is just in awe of the scene before him, how sexy you both are .. he feels like this isn’t even real.

“he’s pretty, isn’t he? but you’re even prettier, baby. look at you taking that big cock, m’so proud of you.” kiri whispers, holding your pretty face with one of his massive hands, so close, and your eyes are entirely focused on him as you nod and kiss his soft lips.

“look at me, pretty girl, I’ve got you.” bakugo demands your attention back on him, roughly grabbing your hips and increasing his pace. he has your legs spread and bent up, his hands secured around the backs of your knees, using one to pinch at your perked nipple every so often, while kiri does the same to the other, making you clench down even harder on katsuki’s thick cock, your eyes nearly crossing.

“inside please, I need it,” you beg, with your face in kiri’s neck while bakugo uses all of his strength to absolutely rail into you, and kiri reaches down so that he can rub at your clit. you cry out katsuki’s name, feeling him stuff you absolutely full, pumping his hot, milky load directly into your cunt over and over again until he can’t hold himself up any longer, groaning into your neck and almost falling into your arms. he’s still half-hard inside of you as his thick cum spills out into a sticky mess around his base, and he could swear that he’s in love.

you’re practically mush by the time your boys switch positions and kiri gets to you. you’re absolutely fucked out by your three orgasms, but still wanting to take everything that they’re giving you.

kiri is sweet, kissing you all over again as if you had just started, sighing deeply as he uses bakugo’s cum to slowly inch his way inside of your perfect, velvety pussy. it’s like he knows exactly what you need, exactly how you like to be fucked, like he’s done this countless times before. he’s absolutely in love with how your snug cunt still grips down onto him, taking his monstrous cock like you were made for it. he’s somehow even bigger than katsuki, mostly in thickness.

“so fucking warm, baby, thank you .. oh my god, that’s my good girl, my cock feels right at home here, yeah?” kirishima rambles, tilting his head back for a second before watching himself pound your cunt, and you wrap your calves around his waist, pulling him even closer. he is so incredibly built, all muscle, but his toned waist is the perfect slutty width to let you slot him even closer.

kats has a gentle hold on your throat with one hand, softly stroking your hair with the other, keeping it out of your face, whispering praises into your ear, watching as his best friend pounds into you and ruins you.

“you’re so small, so tight for me … fuck, I love it … ”

“I-I can feel you .. i-in my tummy, eiji,” you mumble, and he just presses one hand over your stomach, causing you both to moan as he feels his big, thick length moving inside of you. bakugo’s cock throbs against your back as he watches intently, biting his lip to keep quiet.

“so beautiful .. perfect, just look at that, my sweet girl … ”

“give me your cum, eiji, please, I wanna feel it inside, need you both to fill me up .. m’on the pill, I promise,”

“I’ve got you, angel, just let go for me.”

you’re spent, but he feels so good that your body gives you one last orgasm. kirishima is close, and feeling you cum on his fat cock sends him over the edge. he kisses you as he cums inside, softly moaning into your mouth. your back arches and your warm walls pulse around kiri’s cock, greedily milking him for every single last drop and you feel so impossibly full, and your poor kitty is puffy and drenched from the inside and out.

you had never cum this many times in one session before, so everything is a bit numb and ethereal as you melt into them. you can only imagine how messy your makeup is at this point, how you’re covered in sweat and can hardly think or breathe, but they both think that you’re the cutest thing in the world.

kirishima cockwarms you for a moment as you both come down, then replaces his cock with two of his fingers. he slides them inside as gently as possible, knowing all too well how overstimulated you are at this point. you did so fucking good for them. you whimper, nuzzling into katsuki’s chest and he shushes you, watching in awe as kirishima brings his fingers to your pouty lips, letting you suck all of the bittersweet cum off of his digits.

“good girl,” he soothes, “tastes good, yeah?” you just sleepily nod mhm, tilting your head up to kiss katsuki, all messy spit and tongue like a hentai scene, and it makes kirishima’s cock twitch.

“thank you, katsuki, eijiro,” you’re hardly able to speak, but you have to say it.

“thank you, baby, you were so fucking good for us.” kiri sighs against your soft chest, gently kissing and sucking on your nipples to soothe himself after all of the intensity.

“good girl, you can rest now, we’ve got you.” katsuki reassures, and his comforting hands are still all over you, rubbing your sore arms, your thighs, stomach, holding your waist, kissing your face and neck and shoulders until your breathing and heart rate return to normal.

they spend the rest of the night cuddling you, helping you come down. you all wash off in the shower before bathing together, sleepily clinging to your pretty boys, letting them dote on you as you come back to earth at your own pace, brushing your hair for you, then your teeth, massaging lotion into your soft skin, and dressing you in clean, comfy pajamas.

they don’t even ask if they can stay the night, already set on taking care of you and making breakfast in the morning. you’d have a lot to talk about tomorrow …

先輩 ⸻ written by senpai with love

notes. I almost cried when my paused queue posted the unfinished draft of this … and tysm to @hexquirk for waiting literal months for me to finish this 🫶🏻 and tysm to the people who deleted their reblogs of my draft when I asked. I really appreciate u all !! 🫶🏻 mwah :3

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if mina pouts i pout and if i pout she pouts we r one

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i think mina is suchhhh a crybaby like the second she gets frustrated there r tears in her eyes :((( and needs to be cuddled and rubbed and pet in order to feel better and then suddenly shes humping ur thigh mmph

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HELLO LUNA IM GONNA SAY SMTH

i’m acc in LOVE with ccu!katsuki (cruise cinematic universe ☝🏾☝🏾) he’s so cute tho. breakfast buffet with him. swimming, napping cause he likes to sleep 😭😭 and omg like 18+ night club in the cruise would be so RAHHHHHHHHH. wearing a short dress that BARELY covers ur ass and he’s just eyeing you up and down. 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 i love katsuki sm ANYWAY. love you luna have a nice day or night my queen 🙏🏾🙏🏾💗💗

HELLOOOOO !!! and i’m happy you’re loving it, i am loving it too!! napping with him is so CUTE. BREAKFAST BUFFET!! and bro 18+ party with you dressed all sexy i wanna write all these ideas. i hope you’re having a lovely day or night too!!!

this is set after the fire night first conversation. no date yet!! (i’ll write 18+ party and a little napping drabble too on another post!!)

breakfast buffet is too cute because you’re not an early riser, especially on holiday. you like to sleep in, get up without a rush or an alarm clock and make your way to the buffet. you’re even okay missing breakfast and waiting another hour for lunch if you get to sleep in. but apparently your new crush who goes by the name katsuki, always attends breakfast on the cruise. by himself sans a book or his ipad. you really want his attention and that is why you’re up at 8am to make your way down to eat.

you’ve even dabbed a little bit of makeup on so you don’t look like you just rolled out of bed and you’re in your cutest shorts. (they make your ass look fat. your friends said that, not you.)

walking into the canteen and there he is. sat with his back to you, looking out to the sea and you think he’s reading on his ipad. a wordy article to the looks of it and he’s already finished his breakfast. what time does he even wake up?

so after choosing your breakfast, you take a deep breath and announce your presence.

“you’re an early riser,” you smile and your heart jumps when the blonde man is wearing glasses. probably the nerdiest ones you’ve ever seen, rectangle ones with no frame which your uncle probably owns but in some way he makes them look sexy. very. you bite back a hum.

bakugou frowns and then his eyes widen. you’re back. you’ve chosen to talk to him again. he kinda thought he fucked it last time, your last conversation ran through his head so many times he’s picked apart every single thing he should have said or done but here you are right in front of him. he tries to fix his expression, going neutral with a matching smile. he kicks the chair in front of him as a gesture for you to sit down. now he’s trying to fight his smile when you do.

“not by choice. my body’s just used to being up early now,” he says, voice deep and earthy. you feel it in your toes.

you take a second to admire his cream shirt, big collar so you can see his collarbones and top of his pecs. a gold necklace also sits and it matches his bracelets. you eye his three rings as he holds his ipad.

“for your job?”

he hums, “yeah. but i also like the quiet. it gets loud around here once you and your friends are up.”

you gasp a laugh, “hey! that’s so not true. if anything it just sounds like you’re watching me again.”

“it doesn’t just sound like that, it is that,” and like before, he gives you no time to react, “why did you get tomatoes when you clearly don’t like them?”

you frown, looking down at your plate to where you’ve stabbed a tomato with your fork and you’ve yet to slip it in your mouth. “oh erm… wait, you’re way too perceptive. how did you even— i try to get some type of vegetable on my plate in the mornings.”

he laughs, completely endeared, “that’s barely a vegetable with how they fry it back there. i’ve got a secret for you though.” then he nudges closer to you, his glasses sliding down his nose the tiniest bit. your breath hitches when you can feel his breath in your mouth, “around the corner they have a fruit and yoghurt bar. i think that’s more your shit.”

you completely forget about how close he was, gasping in excitement, “no fucking way! this whole time i thought they didn’t do that here.”

“i see them bring it out before they open seating.”

your smile is so bright, it rivals the sun streaming behind you. he’s on a cruise in the middle of the caribbean and you truly are the most beautiful thing he’s seen. excited about fruit prepared for a breakfast buffet.

you stand up, “i’m gonna go get some! then you should tell me about what you’re reading. it looks… complicated.”

he watches you rush off, grabbing a bowl and rounding the corner. you make eye contact with him, pointing at the fruit. you mouth, “they’ve got mango!”

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hot neighbor bakugou except the dynamic is like mike + edie from desperate housewives

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malewife dean winchester lubing himself up before u get home so as soon as u kick off ur shoes and toss ur keys on the motel counter he's all over u, begging to be fucked

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