Summary | You're life had taken a different path from what you had imagined in your childhood years, still, friendships are hard to forget, specially when feelings have been buried deep down for so long.
Characters: Sero Hanta x Fem Reader.
Features. Pro hero Sero Hanta, fem!reader, long timed friends, cigarrettes, bondage, improper use of quirk, I don't know how to tag, hair pulling, obscene language, squirting, BDSM.
Extra. First time posting on tumblr, kinda nervous.
The war had been more traumatic than what the media managed to depict. A war led by older teenagers that only had the dream of becoming saviors just for, at the end, be condemned to carry those memories for the rest of their life. Of course, some had more traumas tan others, every student of class 1A learned how to deal with it on their own ways.
Many took different paths, Uraraka for example who even years later was still dedicated to her organization dedicated for children with unusual quirks, Midoriya too had taken a different path to become a teacher, just like you. The only difference was that you went for the younger generation, being a middle school teacher after deciding on living a more calm life.
It was wonderful, truly. You had actually loved the change of pace, being able to stick to a schedule full of laughs, learning, and a huge amount of quirk accidents from your little students.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, summer had arrived before you could even tell, meaning the start of vacations free of any kind of duty.
That’s how after lots of planning and a very saturated groupchat, the once students of class 1A managed to agree on a Saturday to get together at Momo’s house with the hopes of reconnect and enjoy a break of the routine. Not like it would be hard, even years after graduating UA, most of the class if not all has stayed in some sort of communication. Some of them shared agencies, some of them even started dating, it was beautiful.
So, it wasn’t a surprise that when you crossed the entrance of Momo’s home, you were welcome by most of your once partners already mingling together. It was quite a sight, actually. The always professional looking heroes and business people dressed in rather comfortable clothes like the times where they all shared a dorm building, some guys playing videogames, others simply chatting, even a couple of them taking care of drinks and food.
“Y/N!” Mina was quick to jump from the table she was straight up to your arms, both of you squeezing the other with such love. “I’ve missed you so so much”.
“Oh, Mina.” You cooed, smiling big as you guys let go, nodding at her words. “I’ve missed you too. I get so happy when I see you on the news, you’re such a lovable hero.”
“Oh shush, no hero talk today.” The pink haired woman was quick to say, taking you by the hand to drag you to the table filled with alcoholic and non alcoholic drinks. “And this time you can’t deny a drink, there’s no school for you and I know you need a break”.
“I’m actually a little sad I’m not seeing my students everyday but girl, I’m loving being able to sleep in.” Your words came along with a chuckle that Mina had too, accepting the cup offered by her without complaining.
It took quite a bit to greet everyone, specially because you couldn’t help but stop to chat with those you hadn’t seen in a long time. Still, nobody seemed to mind, everyone was in their own little group or bubble, and it just felt so natural.
So natural that at one point the TV that was displaying the games Denki, Bakugou, and Kirishima were playing, now was playing karaoke videos. Of course, soon random objects were used as microphones, others simply danced. Definitely, the passing of the hours and the alcohol had already everyone a little bit more than loose. Hell, so loose that at one point you even joined the karaoke alongside Uraraka and Jirou, screaming your lungs out not caring on making the right notes thanks to all the cheering from the ones watching from the floor and sofa.
This activity and the alcohol running through your system actually managed to make you start to sweat, so after a while you excused yourself with the intention of winding down. And Momo, ever so kind, had let you know to feel free and wonder around, giving directions for the balcony next to the dining room. That sounded wonderful to you, specially because the moon had already risen enough that the temperature outside was probably perfect.
Yet great was your surprise the moment you opened the double crystal doors that lead to the balcony, seeing Sero leaning against the concrete pillars that worked as the railing, his long mullet flowing over his thick shoulders as his back faced you. You weren't sure if the man had heard you opening and closing the doors, and if he did, he didn't really bothered to turn around to confirm who had come to interrupt his smoke break.
"Y/N." The man greeted you once you stood next to him, his head turning ever so slightly to the side just to see you leaning against the railing too, a moderate distance between you two.
"Hanta." You greeted him too, a closed lipped smile resting on your face as you looked at him for a second before overlooking the dark property in front of you, small garden lights surrounding paths you didn't know where they led.
During your time in UA you definitely got along with everyone, there was barely any animosity between all you during those years. Still, as most people, you absolutely had your favorites, your little group if you must name it.
And while you used to be great friends with Sero, your days in the dorm were almost always occupied by Momo's, Shoto's, and Uraraka's presence. But oh, Sero was definitely not a stranger whatsoever.
And let's just say that yes, during the UA years everyone was mostly busy and focused on passing the classes and make it to graduation to become pro heroes, but that still didn't take away that you all were just teenagers and experienced teenager emotions and hormonal changes.
Sadly, young dreams are often the reason people let opportunities pass. Opportunities like being able to brush your hands through those long dark locs. Opportunities like kissing away that smoky flavor from wet lips. Opportunities like feeling just how strong those arms actually were.
"It doesn't bother you?" You heard after some time of silence, snapping out of your thoughts just to turn your face towards the pro hero, a confused expression on your face. "The cigarette smell, I mean."
"Oh, no. Not at all." You answered with a gentle shake of your head. "I thought your smoking era was just a high school thing."
"Pff." The man couldn't help the small chuckle your words provoke, bringing the cigarette between his fingers to his mouth, taking a long drag before speaking. "I guess I wanted it to be just an era, it's hard to quit. Not that I actually want to quit."
"Such a bad guy, huh. You're still a pro hero, shouldn't you be a little more concerned about your health?" The tone in your voice carried a little hint of mock that made the man smile, smoke leaving his nostrils.
"Am I getting scolded by a little middle school teacher? Save your 'say no to drugs' to your kids." He said, changing his position in a way that now his hip was pressing against the railing, his body full on facing you.
"Very funny, Hanta." Was your response, a roll of your eyes being the cherry on top that made the man chuckle one again, the cigarette once again between his lips.
"Ease up, woman." He said, his voice as calm as it always was since you could remember, it made you realize that Sero perhaps only changed physically, not that that meant something bad. "How's your life been? You do get to enjoy the privacy of a normal live, it's hard to keep up."
"Yeah, I have to admit I do spend some nights browsing the news of my old classmates. But mh, life hasn't been too bad, I supposed. From time to time some researches try to get me to do interviews whenever they do the 'updates of the past class 1A students' things."
"Huh, they still do those? I think I heard Uraraka mention something, considering she has stopped doing pro hero work completely now."
"Unfortunately they do, but there's nothing they can really update about me. Last time they dared to talk smack about my dating life, it really bummed me they concentrated on that." You sighed. And yes, it was a something that made you quite sad because your dating life had not been interesting at all.
"You're not married yet? Your ancestor must be so disappointed." Sero joked, laughing when he felt your fist hit him in the arm. "I'm sorry, I was expecting to hear you were already in the making of your own family."
"I could say the same thing."
"I'm such a busy pro hero, many fans want me."
"I wil seriously punch you in the face, I might not be a pro hero but I wen through the same training you did."
"Sorry." Sero was quick to say, realizing the truth in your words, almost as if he had a bad memory from high school years, sweat, and many visits to Recovery Girl. "But yeah, I don't want to settle just for anyone."
"Huh. You did say it though, you are a well loved pro hero, wouldn't it be easier to find someone?" You wondered with a soft hum, imitating the pose Sero had, now both standing face to face.
"I suppose, I never really thought about settling down." The man took a last drag of the cigarette, inhaling deep as he dropped it and stepped on it, taking a step closer to you that only made the height difference more obvious, slouching enough to blow the smoke on your face. "Not if it's not with you."
Surprise was the only way to describe the way your eyes got bigger, the skip of your heart almost hearable at those words and the smoke. It shouldn't have been as sexy as you founded it.
"What are you talking about, Hanta?"
"We aren't stupid high school kids anymore, Y/N." He said, remaining close but standing tall once again, the short messy hairs falling on his forehead almost covering his gaze. "I've wanted you since I saw you the first day of UA, and I regret not have said anything then."
"Hanta..." Was the only words you managed to let out, your gaze lost on Sero's trying to figure out if he was actually getting closer or if you were just so surprised that you had started to imagine things.
But those lips on yours felt too real.
That initial shock was quickly vanished, perhaps thanks to the tipsy feeling that was flushing through your veins that kept you totally conscious but so calm.
Your hands soon were deep in that soft black hair, a funny feeling flourishing in the depths of your stomach when Sero grunted mid kiss when you softly pulled those locks twirled around your fingers, the man's hands surrounding your waist just to pull you closer.
It was so hard for you to not fall all the way on his arms at the feeling of that toned abdomen pressing against your body, hip against hip, that strong hold on your sides becoming almost burning. It was good, it was so fucking good.
You were no innocent woman, not at all, but it had definitely been a while since you had been close to a man. To a man like Sero.
Quiet, wet sounds echoed through the silence of the night, faces tilted and breaths mingling against one another's skin. It was glory, almost. A soft sigh was taken from you the moment you felt those firm hands sliding down until they cupped your ass, a strong squeeze that made you stumble just a little.
Sero's chuckle hit you on the cheek, the kiss now done. Fuck, you were so embarassed, but also so needy. It had been years ago that you had wild fantasies of that once scrawny man, and finally, you could confirm kissing him felt just as good as you imagined.
"I don't really want to spend the night in this lame ass reunion." That deep tone rang against your ear, a shiver taken over your body the moment you felt his teeth softly biting your lobe.
"Yeah... yeah, me neither."
The half our that passed was honestly a blur. You don't even remember saying goodbye to everyone, or if anyone asked why you were leaving with Sero. The car ride was mostly more of the same blur, only focused on the speed of that sleek car and the feeling of the man's warm hand rubbing your thigh up and down.
Jesus Christ, you couldn't be so needy, you're a grown woman acting like an inexperienced teen.
The second kiss of the night happened as soon as the door of Sero's house closed, more heated than before, more rough. Your back was pressed against the wall, pathetic whimpers dying on his mouth as you felt his knee dive between your legs just to press against you.
"Hanta..." You whispered between kissed, melting against his body, addicted to that smoky flavor you could taste still stuck on his lips. "Hanta."
"Mh?" The man asked with a grunt, leaving your mouth alone just to attack your neck, his hands sliding against your sides over and over again.
And that was the moment where any kind of resistance left between you two finally broke, a sharp inhale from your part when Sero grabbed you firmly and raised you from the floor without any complications.
"So strong, mh." You mumbled, your legs around his waist as he navigated the dark apartment.
"Surprised? This quirk has its perks." His voice was low, but it just made him sound so much sensual, you could feel that funny feeling again.
"Will you show me those perks?" You whispered against his ear, hearing the door closing behind you two to what you assumed was his room if the bed where he put you was a sign.
"Kinky." He chuckled, making some distance while you sat on the bed just so he could turn on the lamp on the bedside table that illuminated the room just enough with that honey warm light that made the ambient more intimate. "Is that what you want?"
It only took a light nod of your head for the man to proudly carry a smirk that made you reconsider your decision, yet you didn't stop him when he leaned over you, his lips capturing yours once again. It was more calmed now, yet that didn't take away just how deep it felt, both mouths dancing, tongues brushing with each movement.
Your hands remained slightly behind you as support, his hands sliding over your chest, fingers curling on the hem of your shirt just to pull it up and away from you, his lips founding yours once again.
And lord, you were getting so impatient, that wet feeling of your underwear starting to get damped.
His hands had traveled to your back and fuck it, the way he quickly took off the hook of your bra was simply way too much. Your breathing had become more heavy just like his, and you just knew based on the hotness of his touch, that he wanted this just as much.
"You're so fucking beautiful." He whispered desperately, slouching more just to drag his lips to your jaw and down to your neck, sucking on that soft skin in a way that made you arch your back.
One of your hands went back to that soft hair, not really guiding his head, but more like trying not to loose your shit when those kiss went down to your chest. Of course, your gaze ended up dropping to enjoy the view of your breast being taken by his mouth.
A low moan echoed in the room the moment he totally dropped to his knees to the floor, his mouth latching to that soft nipple that started to get perky which each lick of his tongue, his lips sucking around it before letting it go just to go for it once again.
Who knew foreplay could feel this good.
One of his hand remained on your waist while the other cupped your other breast, his thumb and pointing finger clasping around the now perky nipple, rubbing it firmly but carefully, pulling on it enough to feel good.
His teeth grasped your nipple ever so slightly, making you bite your lip. And fortunately, he didn't spend too much time on your breast, maybe another day he could take his time, but you were just so fucking desperate to feel him all up in your guts.
It was easy to help him take off the rest of his clothes, you raised your hips, letting Sero slide down the pair of clothing left on your body, said clothes left abandoned on the floor somewhere. And baby, Sero didn't waist no time in separating your legs as much as he could.
The way he licked his lips could have given you a heart attack.
"Already dripping for me, baby?" He joked, a little teasing hint on his gaze when it met yours for a second, his attention going back down, hands rubbing your thighs.
And just as you were about to complain about the teasing, your mind went blank. it felt so fucking good to have his head buried between your legs, specially because no past lover of yours ever took in consideration eating you out.
Sero hummed more than pleased, that vibration making you moan louder now, your head falling back the moment his tongue slid between your lips all the way down to your entrance, all the way up to your clit. He sucked on it for a second before focusing on flicking his tongue against it, burying his head even more when he felt your body tensing up and your perverted noises becoming more frequent.
"Fuck." He muttered, one of his hands sliding down, two finger rubbing around your pussy getting wet thanks to your fluids. Sero looked up at you for a second again, smiling before dropping his gaze just to see his own fingers sliding inside your warm entrance, spiting on your pussy even if more lubrication wasn't needed. "Look at you, I've barely touched you. Have you been needy for a long time, ma?"
"Y-yes... holy fuck, yes." You moaned, nodding frantically, not really able to say much more the moment his tongue went back to stimulate your clit, his fingers opening and closing inside you before curling upwards, looking for that sweet spot.
Sero looked like a starving man.
Soon your moans wasn't the only noise on the room, but the way the man sucked and ate you up, not an once of shame on the way his tongue circled around you before slurping up and down, his own soft moans escaping.
"Mh, please what?" He spoke, leaning back just to look at you with that stupid grin that made your cheeks grow hot, legs tensing up as he started to penetrate you with his fingers faster.
"Fuck me, please... I swear I can't anymore." You ended up whining, trying to close your legs, yet Sero didn't allow it.
"Oh, only because you asked so nicely, baby." He cooed with a fake sweet tone, slowly pulling his fingers out of you.
The little show he gave you as he started to get naked was probably the hottest thing you had ever seen, and you just knew based on that little smile on his face, that he knew damn well that you were in a trance.
Sero hadn't changed much in the sense that he was still tall and lanky, definitely more toned than years prior, that adult shape made him so sexy. And well, now you understood why so many people said that the tall skinny ones are always the ones with the biggest cocks.
It stood proud, hanging almost heavily in the air, that erection looking quite shiny thanks to his precum that had accumulated on his pants. You just knew taking it was going to be a hard job.
"Wanna know a funny thing?" Sero spoke, his gaze locked on you, one hand rubbing his bulky elbow. "Tape can be useful in so many ways. Ever had your body tied up, baby? Restrained of all movement and left like a whiny slut against the mattress?"
No answer was needed, truly.
In a matter of a couple of seconds, Sero was laying strips of tape on the bed next to you. His strong arms helped you get more to the middle of the bed, his touch feeling like fire as he guide you.
"Ever heard of bondage before?" He whispered as he rested behind you, his hands moving your arms to the back.
"Yes... a little." You answered, not really fully focused on anything else but the way you felt your arms being tied up by the tape he held.
"This is called The Box Tie, it will make you unable to move your upper body, yeah?" His voice remained as calm as before, leaving soft kisses on the back of your shoulder. "Tell me to stop at any moment and I'll stop, because I'm not holding up on you."
And as soon as his sentence came to an end, you just felt your whole body being turned the other way around, your face meeting the bed, having to turn it to the side. And of course, your natural response was to try to move your arms, but nothing happened.
That tape around your arms and crossing your body was just too firm.
Sero, who had not once shown any sign of shyness during the whole night, took you by your hip, raising it until your knees were pressed agaisnt the mattress alongside your chest, your ass all accessible for him.
"Look at you." He mumbled, his hands landing in your cheeks, groping and spreading them at his own pleasure. "I'll be all up in your fucking guts, you know how long I've been waiting for this?"
Sero was quick to position himself between your legs, his hand smacking your ass hard enough that it made you whine. Fuck, you couldn't be this wet and sensitive, but everything was making you feel almost in cloud nine, perhaps that tipsiness was still flowing inside you.
"You're fucking dripping." Sero said in what almost sounded like a moan, one of his hands pulling away your glute so he could have a perfect view of you, his other hand masturbating his own erection.
The man couldn't help but let his cock fall right on top of your ass, hissing at the image of just how deep inside you he would be soon enough. He moved his hips back until his tip rubbed against your wet pussy, using a hand on the base of his dick to rub it up and down between your lips, his mind gone at how lubricated you were.
Sero did not lie about not holding up on you.
"Hanta!" You cried out loud the moment his hip met your ass, that feeling of emptiness suddenly replaced by that long cock that made you squirm, moaning over and over again trying to get used to being that full.
"You can take it." He moaned, his eyes closed and head hanging slightly back, his hands gripping your ass in an attempt to get used to the way you wrapped around him. "Fuck yeah... you can take it real good, ma."
The first couple of thrusts were slow, going all the way back until the tip was the only thing inside you before slamming his way back in pushing places you didn't even know could be reached, let alone be so stimulating.
It didn't take long before those thrusts became fast and hard, not an in between at all, just constant slamming that made your back arch more, your ass bouncing against his pelvis every time he dived inside you.
"H-hanta... Hanta, fuck." No coherent words left your mouth, lips parted as a small trail of saliva rolled down the corner of your mouth, your eyes closed as keeping them open felt impossible.
"Yeah, keep calling my name." His hands rubbed your ass again, fingers dipping in that tender meat until your skin started getting redder, pushing as hard as he could inside you.
It felt like too fucking much, but god, it was just so addictive.
Sero was a motherfucker, for sure. He knew what he was doing by putting so much pressure against the deepest part of your walls, pushing every single sweet spot that made you feel the pleasure all the way up to your abdomen, not even sure of what the fuck he was hitting inside you.
His hands left your now bruised ass just to lean forward a bit, fingers curling around the strong tape, hauling you up as if you weighted nothing since his thrusts just became more feral, the noise of flesh and fluids mixing with moans and groans.
The room was starting to feel heavy.
Your head hanged low even if your upper body was no longer pressed to the bed, and you couldn't do anything but take it over and over again, being held up in a way that made you feel that perfect cock even more deep.
Moans ended up becoming cries, legs threatening with giving up completely as your mind became officially blank, mumbled words being lost in the sounds the two bodies made.
Such a slut you are, being dumb fucked.
That's when you started to feel something... new. Weird, perhaps.
"H-Hanta... Oh my god, I'm going to pee myself." You managed to say coherently, your body tensing and squirming under his grip. "Stop... s-top I don't want to pee."
"You sweet poor baby." Sero chuckled in a way it almost bothered you, gasping when you felt a hand sliding in your hair, grabbing a huge chunk from the roots, your head being tilted back. "You're not going to pee yourself, you're going to squirt."
"Yeah, and you're going to be a good girl for me and squirt all over my dick."
That may had been the last push you needed, relaxing enough that it hit you before you realized it, a loud whine echoing in the room the moment your legs started shaking, a splashing noise and a hiss from the man coming right after. It felt weird, but so fucking good.
You were starting to get overstimulated, you had taken enough.
Sero's thrust became sloppy and fast, his grip on your hair becoming more strong, and by that point you weren't even making more noises, you were just trying not to crumble under all the pleasure. A shaky moan came from Sero the moment his cock got tense, pushing down on you one last time as thick ropes of cum started covering your walls, a feeling you had never experienced before and that you were afraid to become addictive to.
"Holy fuck.. shit, Y/N." Sero sighed heavily once he was done, suddenly the exhausting falling on the both of you.
He was quick to recover, however. Sero slid out of you, straight to start taking the tapes off until you were free once again, helping you flip around and lay on the pillow. He smiled at you, a hand brushing your hair away from your face before leaning in to give you the softest kiss of the whole night.
"You did such a good job, ma. You're ok?" He asked gently, nodding when you just shook your head as an answer, leading to him getting up to fetch a towel to start cleaning you properly before he even dared of laying next to you.
Resting on his chest felt wonderful, even if the sleepiness was already taken over you, his hand softly scratching your back in silence. Perhaps this could be the start of something you both had been waiting for years, and even if not, you would be happy if all you got from Sero was more nights of being tied up by him.
