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Day 15 | Shin Nemoto x F!Reader (18+)
Blindfold | Breeding
Content Warnings: Breeding Kink, Dirty Talk, AFAB Reader (Dialogue included), Unsafe Sex, Blindfolds, Handjob
Word Count: 1,274
Summary:
His face was burning, looking up at you with genuine confusion. Like he didn’t know what he wanted at the moment. “I mean–I know what I just said but that was more of a spur of the moment desire.” He started to ramble. “People say things when they’re lost in lust, we shouldn’t just agree to those things–”
“Shin!” You called out, getting him to stop in his tracks. You reach down, grabbing his hands with your own before guiding them up to grab your breasts. You locked eyes with him, leaning down some towards his face. “Fuck a baby into me.”
“What–” Shin tried asking as you finished securing a thick blindfold that had covered his eyes. Your lips pressed against his bare neck, sending a shiver down his spine. “What are you…” He tried continuing as you straddled yourself over his lap, laying your arms over his shoulders as your tongue licks the shell of his ear. “You’re not letting me finish.”
“Because your questions aren’t important right now.” You said, your hot breath against his ear causing a twitch in his growing erection. “You’ll like it, I promise.”
“It’s not that I don’t believe you, I just don’t see the point in the blindfold.” He explained, his hands awkwardly fidgeting on the bed. “You’re kind of springing this onto me without warning.”
“That’s what a surprise is, Shin.” You said, chuckling. “I’ve got you, just relax.” His name falling from your lips always had him relaxing. Perhaps he was just being paranoid.
“Okay…” He finally relented.
He let his body finally relax, as well as he could, letting himself actually ease into the bed. Every time he got used to your kisses, licks, or the placements of your hands you had done something else. He couldn’t help the little jolts and jerks that his body did as he fought back moans. It was an interesting experience, being unaware of what you were going to do next.
He couldn’t hide the gasp that escaped when your hand cupped his cock through his underwear. He didn’t even know your hand was roaming its way down there. You stroked him through the fabric, eliciting a groan from his lips. Your fingers slipped under his waistband, your warm skin finally making contact with his throbbing cock. You gave a few lazy strokes, pre-cum collecting in anticipation.
“You want it?” You asked, squeezing your hand tighter around his cock. You were pumping his cock faster, his hip shot up to meet your strokes, like an unspoken answer. “Do you want to keep fucking my hand or would you rather have my warm pussy?”
“Ah fuck…” He groaned, his face starting to flush. “Fuck, I need you.”
“But what do you want from me? What part?” You teased, knowing full well what his answer actually is. “My hand? My mouth? My–”
“I want to be inside–shit. I need to be inside of you.” He whined, interrupting you as his moved his hips up roughly to fuck your hand.
You cooed, mocking his misery as you straddled yourself over his lower legs. Your hand was still wrapped around his cock, your current position making it harder for him to buck his hips up. You slowed your movements to an agonizingly slow pace. You heard him attempt to muffle a whimper, the muscles in his legs twitching as he tried to keep what little control he had left.
“You want your cock deep inside me?” You asked, teasing him again. “You want to pound into my pussy until you fill it up with your cum?”
“Yes.” He answered breathlessly. “Let me fuck a baby into you, I need you so fucking bad.”
Your body responded to his words, your pussy throbbing and dripping wet. Your walls clenched around nothing as it begged to fulfill his desires. You moved your hand off of his cock, scooting yourself forward to hover over it instead. He groaned as could feel the heat radiating off of your pussy as you slowly lowered yourself down. You moaned, throwing your head back as his cock stretched your walls.
“Wait–” He stammered out, reaching up to rip the blindfold off. “Wait, you didn’t use a condom–”
You just laughed in response, running your hands along his chest. “You just said you wanted to fuck a baby into me and now you’re worried about a condom?”
His face was burning, looking up at you with genuine confusion. Like he didn’t know what he wanted at the moment. “I mean–I know what I just said but that was more of a spur of the moment desire.” He started to ramble. “People say things when they’re lost in lust, we shouldn’t just agree to those things–”
“Shin!” You called out, getting him to stop in his tracks. You reach down, grabbing his hands with your own before guiding them up to grab your breasts. You locked eyes with him, leaning down some towards his face. “Fuck a baby into me.”
He looked at you for only a moment with pure disbelief before he decided to take that as the go-ahead his brain needed. “I’ll do anything you want.” He practically moaned. His hips grinded up against you, encouraging you to move.
The added confidence he showed had you quickly and eagerly moving your hips to ride him. He took one of his hands and placed it on the back of your neck, pulling you down towards him pressing your bodies together. He crashed his lips into yours, your gasp quickly muffled into his mouth. He slammed his cock deeper inside of you as one of his hands fell to grip your ass, his fingers digging into your skin. You moaned into his mouth, your hands snaking its way into his hair. You part from his lips, panting as you rested your head on his shoulder.
“Ahh–feels so f-fucking good…” You whined, your pussy sucking his cock deeper. Your body begging to be stuffed full of his cum. “Just like that, fucking just like that.”
“You like that?” He whispered in your ear, his breath hot. “Like how deep my cock is inside of you, how far my cum is going to be inside of you.”
“Fuck, oh please yes.” You moaned, your pussy twitching from his words. “Fucking fill me up, please.”
He was slamming his cock inside of you, his skin slapping against yours roughly. He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you as close as he could so he could pound mercilessly into your throbbing cunt. “You’re gonna take it all, get fucking full and swollen with my cum.” He groaned, his animalistic rutting into your pussy had you clenching around him as your orgasm rapidly approached. “Gonna fuck you every day until you’re knocked up. Breed you. Every. Fucking. Day.”
“Fill me up, fucking use my pussy. Just like that, yes, yes.” You cried out, your walls squeezing him urging his cock to sink deeper into you. That heat bubbled in your core as your muscles tightened, your orgasm washing into you. “FUCK.”
He wrapped his arm around your waist, flipping both of you onto your side. He pulled your leg up, laying it over his waist as he started rolling his hips into you. He didn’t give you little time to adjust, gradually increasing his pace as his cock was pushed deeper inside of you. He buried his face into your neck, muffled whining and grunts hidden for only you to hear. It didn’t take him much longer before his hips started stuttering as thick hot spurts of cum coated your walls. He gave a shaky groan as your pussy milked every ounce of cum from his body.
He pulled your body closer, letting your bodies stay connected as he kept his face buried into your neck. You moaned as he littered small kisses on your skin, instinctively rolling your hips against him. His breathing hitched as the friction had his semi-hard cock twitching inside of you.
“Need some more time to recover–” You had started to ask before Shin had flipped you over onto your back. His disheveled hair framing his flushed face, as he stared down at you. “I’ll take that as a no.”
Day 14 | Dabi x F!Reader (18+)
Sex Pollen | Begging
Content Warnings: Sex Pollen, Quirk Misuse, AFAB Reader, Dubious Consent/Somewhat Non-Con, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Unsafe Sex, Oral (Female Receiving), Pet Names Used (Sweetheart), Dabi burning fingers digging into your skin, Overstimulation, Bullshitted my way through a quirk for plot
Word Count: 3,094
Summary:
You were important to the Meta Liberation and finally got brought into the Paranormal Liberation Front. This brought you face to face with Dabi, who grabbed your attention. You intrigued him as well and with the help of your quirk, he’d be yours in no time.
Reader has a quirk: Small colorful flowers in your hair that produce a puff of odorless power that make the target have an amplified sexual desire towards the user. The more the target views the user in such a way without aid of the quirk the stronger the desire gets.
The day’s tasks stretched on more than it needed to, and yet things kept happening adding to Dabi’s growing frustrations. Making it worse currently was being dragged into a meeting. Again. Normally he wouldn’t even bother but it’s like Skeptic always knew how to include things that piqued his interests. He’d have to give him credit for that at least. Once he got the information he needed, Dabi had no issues getting up and leaving in the middle of the Paranormal Liberation’s briefing. He’d already been tuning out most of the discussion for the past few minutes anyways.
“Dabi, don’t you want to hear about—” Mr. Compress began, looking up towards him from his tablet.
“Not interested.” Dabi interrupted, swinging open the door and only pausing when he saw you standing outside the door. Small colorful flowers were animated and littered throughout your hair. He eyed you curiously as he let his foot hold the door open. “What do we have here?”
He heard ReDestro clear his throat from the table behind him. “You can come in now.” Skeptic had called towards you, and your eyes lingered on Dabi’s for only a moment more before you had made your way into the room.
Dabi’s eyes lingered on you as you passed him, everyone going back to what they were apparently originally talking about. You were a member of the Liberation Army who they valued and would be a vital member of the Paranormal Liberation Front. Dabi kept that in the back of his mind as he continued on his way out. He’d find out more about you later, especially since he wanted to know more about why you were so valuable but he couldn’t care enough to know now.
A few days passed, Dabi having spent his spare time working on personal projects that you hadn’t crossed his mind. That was until he saw you across the way one day in the villa. His mind lingered on you for a while that day, being genuinely surprised when you popped up on the same side of the villa again. You were walking towards him, and kept this intense eye contact with him. It piqued his interest, it made him want to know more about you. Nowadays that was a hard thing to do.
You smiled as you got closer, making a beeline towards him. He made no motion to stop walking, so you instead decided to just walk beside him. “Fancy seeing you again, especially since it seems hard for people to get ahold of you.” You said, glancing towards him.
“Skeptic tell you that?” He asked, not really wanting an answer. “I know that’s not true because he sure as hell knows how to bother me.”
“Everyone says that you aren’t really in many meetings, seem to be doing your own thing.” You said. “I can admire focusing on your own thing, it must be important.” Your interest was focused intensely on him. He noticed.
“If you’re trying to get information from me to give back to the Liberation, I’m pretty sure those freaks know enough.” He said, turning a corner.
“I was just trying to get to know you.” You explained, letting your quirk subtly activate. A small puff of odorless powder floating into the air from the flowers in your hair. “Your whole mysterious aloof personality made me curious.”
“Cut your losses and leave me alone, sweetheart. I’m not about to tell you anything.” He said, part of his mind not really meaning it.
“I’m sure you have something that you want to share with me.” You teased, knowing it wouldn’t take long for him to take the bait.
He thought your perfume smelled really nice. The scent was light, not too strong. He slowed his steps to be more in sync with yours. “Why should I do that?” He asked. “Why are you suddenly so interested in me? They certainly took their time dragging you into the fold, despite how long we’ve been set up here.”
“I could be more direct but where’s the fun in that.” You said, taking note of where you were in the villa. It was working. “I’m not doing this for any nefarious reasons, you just caught my eye.”
“Considering that doesn’t happen with me, unless someone wants something, I find that excuse to be bullshit.” He said, feeling his body heating up. He tried brushing it off. “Knock it off and stop beating around the bush.”
“I’m serious, Dabi.” You explained, lying through your teeth. His name falling from your lips was really getting him going. “You caught my eye.”
You were really pissing him off. The back and forth banter was a turn on, but your lying was doing nothing but angering him. He hadn’t noticed that you had been guiding him through the villa at all, until you were both steps away from the main meeting room. He paused and took a second to process that he hadn’t been paying attention to much aside from you until now. The confusion was apparent on his face and you were stifling a laugh.
“Why are we over here?” He asked, something he actually wanted answered.
“I was following you.” You lied, moving your way towards the door. You pressed an ear up to the door for a moment. “It doesn’t sound like anyone’s in there–”
He pushed your body up against the door, pinning your arms against your back. His body was warm against yours, his breath fanning against your ear. “What’s your fucking game?” He asked. Your quirk activated again, small puffs of that powder releasing into the air from your flowers. Dabi coughed and tightened his grips on your arms. “What the fuck was that?”
“You’ll find out soon.” You teased, rubbing your ass against his crotch. His cock twitched excitedly in his pants, steam started lifting from his skin as his body started heating up more. “Do you get it now?”
“You’re one fucked up bitch.” He spat, yanking you from the door before shoving you into the room. “All this shit with your quirk just to convince someone to fuck you.”
“You wanted to, I’m just speeding up the process instead of waiting.” You explained as he shoved you over to the long meeting table. “Not that it matters now.”
“You fucking talk too much.” He said, bending you over the table. His breathing was rough, he was used to his body feeling warm but this was different. He started shedding layers of clothes, tossing them to the side. “Lying to me, leading me over here so you can get fucked in the meeting room huh? Probably some sick fucking fantasy of yours.”
“You hate being in here so much I thought you might want to take your frustrations out on me here.” You said, wiggling your ass at him.
He didn’t bother taking his pants off, just down enough to free his cock. You had already gotten rid of anything that would obstruct his access to your dripping pussy. You braced yourself just in time before he roughly pushed his cock into you. A moan was ripped from your throat as he wasted no time slamming his hips into yours. Your warm walls were squeezing him and enveloping him in intoxicating bliss. He just couldn’t get enough of your pussy.
He selfishly chased after his own high, not that you minded because you knew he was far from done. His fingers gripped into your hips, blistering heat burning into your flesh as he neared his climax. His cum was so warm as it shot inside of your welcoming pussy, your walls clenching and squeezing every drop out of his cock.
He pulled out of you, expecting the intense high to leave him. He braced himself against the table next to you, his breathing uneven as he tried to keep ahold of his sanity. “What the fuck is your quirk?” He slowly asked, looking over at you in time to see another odorless powder puff out in front of his face. “What–”
He groaned, his cock twitching violently as he felt an intense desire course through his body. He looked down at his cock in time to see some of your juices dripped off of his cock. His mind was consumed with only you, he’d barely seen anything of your skin but the way your pussy felt wrapped around him was enough to fuel his body. Steam was actively rising from his skin, his body heating up as his thoughts raced.
You were long ahead of him, being the only sane one in the room after all. You pushed yourself from the table, observing him struggling beside you. It made you so wet knowing how much men lost themselves with lust wanting to fuck you. They’d do anything to sink their cocks into you. You took a few steps away from the table, removing the rest of your clothing. This is when Dabi finally paid attention to your movement. His eyes narrowed, intensely watching your movements especially when your hands cupped your breasts.
“Come here.” You commanded, breathlessly.
He shoved himself roughly away from the table, moving towards you. You didn’t let him get too close before you had tripped him, pushing him onto the ground. He grunted as he landed, glaring at you. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He asked, moving to push himself off the ground.
You hovered over him, crouching and pushing him back onto the ground. “I had to force you down here because you weren’t about to do it if I asked.” You explained, grinding yourself against his cock. “I wanted to be in control for a minute.”
“If you wanted to do all the work all you had to do was ask, sweetheart.” He said, thrusting his hips up as you continued grinding against him. “Stop fucking around, you’re the one who wanted this.”
“I think you want it more than me.” You teased, deliberately going slower in your movements. Your wet folds dragging agonizingly slowly across his throbbing cock. His hands found your hips, digging into your skin again.
“You’re playing a dangerous game.” He said, strong heat burning into your skin. You hissed in pain as you stilled your movements. Your quirk activated again, puffs of smoke filling the air which had Dabi using his strength to flip you over. He hovered over you, leaning really close to your face. “Didn’t really think this through did you?”
Your face was flushed, and your chest was rising and falling rapidly. Your eyes were half-lidded as your lust consumed you. He wasted no more time, pushing his cock into you again. His hips slamming into yours, your body clinging to his. Curses were muttered under his breath as he buried himself as far he could into your pussy with every thrust. The heat consuming your body and how good his cock felt left you nearly breathless.
“You fuck me so good, your cock is so–mmgn big.” You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist. He had an animalistic pace, rutting himself against you. “Fucking fill me with cum, fill me–yeeess, oh...”
Dabi couldn’t even form words right now, just grunts and groans as your walls sucked him with every thrust. Your voice dragged him closer and closer to the edge, the need to fill up your pussy with so much cum that it spilled out was burning in every fiber of his being. He need to keep going, he was going to spend every waking moment fucking you, bruising every inch of your skin with his fingers as he bend you in every position. It was your own fault though right? Your quirk caused this, you asked for it. You wanted it.
He slammed his hips into you again, his burning hot cum shooting inside of you again. He choked out a groan, his hips staggering thrusts against you as he rode out yet another orgasm. You kept your legs wrapped tightly around him, not wanting him to move. You clenched your walls around his cock, hearing Dabi groan above you. You did again.
“Still desperate for more of my cock, slut?” He asked, getting inches from your face.
“I think you’re still desperate for my pussy.” You shot back, clenching your walls around his cock. “You can’t get enough of it can you?”
“Smartass little brat aren’t you? Your fucking quirk is…” He trailed off, his cock twitching inside of your intoxicating pussy. He was trying to keep his thoughts straight but it was easier than actually done. Another puff of your quirk activated.
“You’re right, this is my fault. My quirk got you in this state.” You conceded. “Want me to ride you? Give you a little show while you let me take care of you.”
You unwrapped your legs from around his waist, he took the initiative to pull you close to him and roll himself over to lay onto his back. You laughed at the sudden movement, moaning as you adjusted yourself on his lap. His cock was twitching inside of you still, his hips thrusting up into you driving his cock further inside of you. You whined, bracing your hands onto his chest.
You finally met his wishes by lifting your hips up to start riding him. Your breasts bounced as your body grinded down against him, his attention entirely on you. You whined, locking eyes with him beneath you. He couldn’t handle not being in control, dragging your body towards him as he started thrusting his hips roughly up against you. His cock drilled deep inside of you, hitting your sweet spot in a new angle.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, just like that.” You whined, your body tensing up. “I’m gonna come–-oh please, please, please, please…”
“You like that?” He groaned in your ear. “That’s right fucking beg for it.”
“I wanna come, I wanna come all over your cock.” You moaned, your thighs starting to shake. “Your cock is so deep, you’re fucking me sooo good.” You were so close. “Let me come, please, please–.”
Your orgasm got delayed as his interrupted, more spurts of his hot cum coated inside your pussy. You whined, that tight coil in your core slowly loosening. You felt his arms let go of you, allowing you to sit up. You glared down at him, bracing your hands on his abdomen.
“Don’t look at me like that, you deserve it.” He said, placing an arm over his face. “Selfish bitch.”
“I’m selfish?” You shot back, offended. “You don’t even know how my quirk works! You got to come three times and you couldn’t even let me come one time?”
“Forced me to have sex and now you’re gonna get hung up on me not letting you get off? You did this to yourself.” He said, panting as his body was still heavily affected by your quirk. “Fuck, how long does this shit last.”
“Depends on your attraction, asshole.” You explained, lifting yourself up off of his cock. “So actually you did this to yourself.”
You got most of the way up before you felt his hands on your legs. He dragged your lower body towards his face.. “What are you doing?” You asked as you looked down at him. “Don’t tell me you suddenly feel like giving back because–”
He answers by shoving his head between your legs. The sensation of his insanely warm tongue against your folds had your legs buckling. You collapsed forward, forcing both of you onto the ground. His hands held you in place as his tongue pressed against you like he was trying to make up for mistakes he didn’t even make. You gasped and whimpered as his tongue devoured you.
You knew you wouldn’t last long. Your juices mixed with his cum were leaking out of your pussy, coating his chin as he lapped at your swollen clit. His tongue against you making wet noises echo through the room almost as loud as your moans.
Your fingers found his hair, gripping it tightly as you grinded against his mouth. “So good–soo good…” You moaned, your eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head. His fingers were digging into your ass now, forcing your body as close to him as possible. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
You heard a muffled groan from him, which almost had your vision turning white. You couldn’t think straight, nothing other than pure euphoric pleasure and how good his tongue felt. There was sweat coating your body, just another fluid you were going to be covered in by the end of this. Another string of curses left your mouth, along with promises of anything if you could come.
“I’m so close–so close.” You whimpered, rocking your hips against him as you felt that coil tighten again.
It only took a few more flicks of his tongue before your orgasm slammed into you. You cried out, your hips tightening around his face as you almost collapsed forward. You don’t get much breathing room before Dabi’s tongue starts its assault on your clit again. A noise gets choked out as you squeeze against him. Your body twitches as jolts of pleasure and pain from the stimulation run through your body. You feel his fingers dig into your skin, that searing pain from the heat radiating off of him burns into your skin.
“Stop stop—fuck e-enough!” You cried out, falling on deaf ears as he continued torturing you.
Your body tenses up, whines leave your lips as your fingers dig into his hair. Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes, the sensations clouding your every thought. You’re a whimpering mess as every flick of his tongue has you reeling with gasps and cries.
“Please, please stop. Please I c–can’t handle it.” You whined, trying desperately to pull your hips away from his mouth. “Fuck, Dabi STOP!”
You keep leaning forward, curling in on yourself. It gets hard to breathe as your gasps from the pain and pleasure coursing through you consume every thought. You only feel relief after you feel your body falling forward as he finally lets you go. As you catch your breath, collapse against the ground do you finally feel the intense pain from his fingerprints burned into your hips.
Dabi sits up, wiping his face with the back of his hand. He looks over his shoulder at you. “You have until I get up and come over there to recover. I didn’t say I’m finished with you yet.” He warned.
Do you write for Aizawa,Shigaraki,dabi,overhaul,sir nighteye,or best jeanist?
I write a lot for Shigaraki, Dabi, and Overhaul. I've got a few for Best Jeanist and one for Nighteye and Aizawa but they're not re-occurring.
May I add you to my mha writers list ?
Of course! It'd be an honor <3
Day 13 | Chronostasis x GN!Reader (18+)
Bratty Sub | Phone Sex
Content Warnings: Phone sex, Bratty Reader, Dom Hari, Sexting
Word Count: 1,334
Summary:
Having Hari away from you doing various tasks for the Hassaikai had you feeling needy and bored. Why not send him something to convince him to come home early. Only you couldn’t wait on him to get back and he’s not particularly happy when you don’t listen very well.
Hari felt the buzz of his phone in his pocket. He didn’t pay it any mind, trying to focus on his work. Well “work” was making his errand running sound far more important than he felt like it was. Kai had sent him out to do it though and he was set to complete it efficiently, and you were quite the distraction. Another buzz vibrated in his pocket, Hari staring off ahead of himself getting slightly annoyed.
There was a few minutes of pause from your attention seeking, allowing him to complete his current tasks before heading back to the Hassaikai compound. He felt another buzz in his pocket and he got just irritated enough that he finally pulled his phone out. Just as he thought though, you weren’t dying or being held captive. Just needy. His eyes scanned over your messages.
Were you gonna pick up dinner on your way back? Because I could really go for that one Thai place you pass on your way back.
You are coming right? Because I know Kai has you running around today but he’s not gonna keep you the whole time. I miss youuu <3
You’re not answering me ಠ╭╮ಠ You know what’s gonna happen if you leave me alone by myself~
He could think of at least three things that your threat meant but he knew you’d do anything to rile him up. You were also going to keep bothering him, especially if you knew it was important. He would have to respond back with something because he knew it would end up getting worse the longer that he waited. He swiped his finger across his keyboard, quickly sending a message to you.
Trying to work.
He waited for a moment and when you didn’t respond he continued what he was doing. He was able to make it back to the compound without a single message from you. Little did he know you were devising a plan. You spend the entire time trying to angle and pose for a nude photo. Once you were satisfied with how it looked you set it to him. Setting yourself up on bed, you waited. He always responded to these messages, opening it the second it said image attached. Your phone buzzed shortly after you sent it, a message from Hari.
I won’t tell you again.
Hari had an amazing poker face, he was able to hide anything. Unless you knew him well that was. Kai was talking to him after he returned and noticed that his eyes changed when he was looking through something on his phone. Hari was quick to get Kai back on subject though, cursing mentally as you sent more messages that he was trying really hard to ignore. He considered it a blessing that he was able to focus in stressful situations, which is what he considered this especially with multiple back to back messages.
He was eventually able to finish his tasks and move his way into one of the side rooms. He wiped out his phone, seeing multiple messages and more picture attachments. He slowly scrolled up, reading each one.
Did you like it? I hope you didn’t open it in public
1 Photo Attachment
Hoping to get you back sooner, I know how much you like saving these photos ٩(˘◡˘)۶ If you weren’t so busy maybe I could get one back
I’m gonna have to play by myself, getting all worked up having to wait on youuu
Your hands would feel so much better than mine. I can’t last much longer. I want your cock so badly, I keep thinking about it.
I know you told me not to touch myself before you left but I’m gonna need to, fuck I wish I could ride you. Your cock would feel so good filling me up right now.
He barely got down to the last text message before another one came in. Except it was accompanied by a video message. He could feel himself getting hard, his cock twitching wishing that he could give you exactly what you wanted. He was going to come home tonight and do things to you, but only if you behaved. You have been doing nothing but testing him lately and this is only proving that fact. Not that he would regret getting to fuck his little brat into the mattress as punishment.
1 Video Attachment
Pretending it’s your hand
He turned down his volume and moved away from the door before he played your video. You had held the phone away from you, giving him a full view of you pleasuring yourself. Your moans and whimpers floated from his phone speaker. He cupped his phone speaker to try and muffle the sound more as he watched you move the phone up towards your face. You were staring half-lidded as you moaned again before you grinned at him. Then the video ended, and he was staring at his messages with you again.
He collapsed himself into the nearest seat, painfully aware of his rock hard cock confined in his pants. He cursed under his breath as he laid his head back and closed his eyes. You were going to be the death of him. He shifted in his seat before half-glancing at the phone before dialing your number. He listened to the phone ring, which took until near the last ring before you finally answered.
“Hari…” You moaned, your voice causing his cock to twitch again. “Fuck–ah.”
“I gave you explicit instructions, did I not? You intentionally disobeyed them.” He said, his tone stern and irritated. You knew that he was just sexually frustrated right now, it brought a grin to your lips.
“I missed you.” You whined, a gasp escaping your mouth. “I just mhn–wanted to give you something to look at on your break.”
“I don’t get breaks.” He stated, reaching down to rub his hand against his clothed erection. “You’re still touching yourself aren’t you?”
“Mhmm…ah fuck, it feels so–soo good.” You moaned, playing it up for him knowing how much he loved it. “I couldn’t wait.”
“You didn’t want to.” He corrected, closing his eyes as he imagined what you were doing. “You do this every time.”
“Not every time!” You shot back, panting into the phone as you felt your orgasm approaching. “I kept thinking about your cock, deep inside me. Mnmm it was driving me crazy. I want it soo bad.”
“You’re not getting it now.” He said, his cock twitching when he heard you whine from the other end. “You misbehaved and didn’t listen.”
“I’ll be soo good.” You whined, panting more into the speaker. “Ohh–fuck oh please. I want your cock so badly, please.”
“You’re close aren’t you?” He asked, rolling his hips against his own hand as he rubbed himself through his pants. “You gonna start begging me to come? When you don’t deserve it?”
“Mhm, please. Oh, please.” You whimpered. “I wanna come, I’ll be so good. I’ll do anything, please.”
“You should’ve listened. You can’t come until I come back, and that’s only if I let you.” He warned, hearing you whine on the other end as you struggled to hold on.
“No no please.” You practically screamed as you whimpered, struggling to hold yourself together. You were a thread away from your climax. You knew he’d torture you if you disobeyed him again. “I’ll do–do anything. Please, please, please, just let me come.”
“If you do, you’ll regret it.” He threatened, his voice icy cold in your ears.
Despite not getting approval your orgasm slammed into you. His voice and threats just spur you on more. He heard you choke out a moan as you collapsed against your bed. You whimpered into the phone as you tried catching your breath. You heard nothing from the other end as you waited on his mocking voice or promise of punishment.
“You’re going to regret that.” Was all he said before hanging up the phone.
Day 12 | Edgeshot x F!Reader (18+)
Virginity | Mutual Masturbation
Content Warnings: Mutual Masturbation, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Slight Cum Marking, AFAB Reader
Word Count: 1,417
Summary:
Sexual frustration and longing desire had you feeling needy after a teasing phone call with Shinya. Part of you hoped he came over to your place while you were in the middle of dealing with a certain problem he caused. Little did you know your little prayer would be answered.
In spite of every ounce of reassurance you gave yourself, sometimes your frustrations were eating you alive. You didn’t want to ruin anything, let alone end up pushing Shinya away. You were attracted to him, there was no doubt in your mind, but the step towards a physical relationship had you hesitating. Besides, he was a very busy man and you weren’t going to rush things just because you couldn’t see him as often. You both cared about each other and the relationship was progressing beautifully.
Not getting to see him often did have you missing him more and more every time he left. It did allow your mind to wander in specific vulnerable moments. Even though you didn’t want to rush into anything physical due to being a virgin, that didn’t mean you were ignorant to your body’s desperation or sexual frustration. Crawling onto your bed before collapsing upon it, you throw an arm over your face. You didn’t get to wallow in your own self pity before your phone rang.
You forced yourself to reach over to grab your phone, sliding up to answer. “Shinya!” You answered, your mood suddenly lifted after seeing the caller ID.
“I’m sorry for missing your call earlier, that patrol took longer than expected.” He explained, sounding tired.
“No, no, it’s okay.” You said, sitting up on your bed. “I’m sorry I should have remembered to just wait until you called me. I should know better than to interrupt your work.”
“Don’t be silly, you know I enjoy it.” He said, giving a soft chuckle. “Besides, I would’ve answered if it wasn’t for a particularly difficult villain that we came across.”
“I hope everything went smoothly, although from how tired you sound I imagine not.” You said, wishing you could comfort him more.
“It did, it was just more tedious than anticipated. Nothing me and my team couldn’t handle, of course.” He explained, the background noise of the street suddenly disappearing. “I hope I didn’t worry you.”
“You always do, it comes with the territory of dating a Pro-Hero.” You joked, softly laughing. “But I know how good you are at your job, the worry leaves just as quick as it appears. I almost wish I could give you some sort of special thank you gift for all your dedication and hard work.” The words registered in your mind after they left your mouth.
A brief pause happened on the other end of the line before he spoke up again. “Like what?” He asked in a blatant teasing tone. “What kind of gift?”
“Oh–well uhm I mean I could think of a few things but I don’t uhh…” You trailed off, your face heating up as you struggled to come up with literally any example. You heard him chuckle, the sound turning your mind to mush and had a pulsing need building between your legs. “Stop laughing at me.” You whined.
“I just want to know what kind of gift I’m expecting.” He continued teasing. “I sincerely hope it’s what I had in mind, considering how much I adore that already.”
Your face burned more. “And what’s that, hm? Sin–Since you wanna ruin the surprise.” You were struggling to maintain his level of joking and teasing.
“You.” He said simply. The way he said it, had you taking a hard swallow. You didn’t have much time to process let alone respond before he continued. “I can’t wait to see what you have in store when I come over. I care for you dearly, my heart. Goodbye.”
“R-Right, yeah of course. Goodbye.” You said quickly before hanging up the phone.
You collapsed on your bed again, tossing your phone to the side. Your whole body burned, your breathing starting to get uneven as you fought back all your devious thoughts. He had your head spinning, had your mind wanting to throw every inhibition out the window. His silky voice ran through your head again; that wonderful laugh, the way he said ‘you’, it was all repeating in your mind.
The growing wetness in your underwear was getting hard to ignore. The tingling, aching was more of a distraction than him racing through your brain. Your hand slipped beneath your waistband, your fingers running across your folds. A sigh leaving your lips as your body reacts to the contact. Your other hand resting on your chest, massaging your breast before rolling your nipple between your fingers. Your eyes were closed as you rubbed your fingers against your clit, the jolts of pleasure enticing moans and his name from your mouth.
You didn’t know when he could be home, but that honestly excited you. What if he had walked in on you pleasuring yourself, hearing you moan out his name. It just spurred you on more, your growing arousal dripping from you. You moved to slide your pants and underwear down and off of your legs, before reaching into your side drawer for your vibrator. The small device’s speed and efficiency have you arching your back as you grind against it.
Pleas and begging fall from your lips as often as your whimpers did. Your eyes flutter open when you hear your bedroom door creak open, spotting a familiar figure peeking through the door. You hadn’t expected him to be over at your place that quickly, figuring it was a surprise from him. He slowly pushed the door open, standing there in the doorway, his eyes glued to your body.
“I had made that comment as a joke, I didn’t expect you to be waiting like this for me.” He said, his now hardening cock becoming more apparent. “I certainly didn’t expect to hear my name fall from your lips so beautifully.”
“Shinya,” You moaned, grinding your hips against your vibrator. “Please, d-don’t let me do ngh ahh…do it alone. Join me.”
He didn’t need anymore encouragement, removing his pants as he moved towards the bed. He perched himself at the end of your bed, his eyes carefully watching every expression crossing your face. Your eyes fell to stare at his cock, your eyes wide. You hadn’t seen it before and the sight of it alone made you moan.
“Holy shit.” You whined, biting your lower lip.
Your eyes watched him start to stroke his cock, and you circled the vibrator around your clit. You moaned his name again and you saw his cock twitch. He groaned your name, quickening his speed as he saw you rolling your hips against the toy. You both were fascinated watching each other’s body move as you pleased yourselves.
It became too much for you hearing your name fall like a prayer from his lips, combined with the intense vibrations of the toy. You felt your orgasm fast approaching and cried out as it hit you. You quickly turned off the vibrator before the sensation became too much, as you laid there catching your breath. You glanced over at Shinya, completely entranced with watching him stroke himself. Your face burned as you watched him, imagining what it would be like to feel him inside of you.
You pulled up your shirt over your breasts, moving your hands to cup them. You looked up at Shinya’s face, his eyes having fallen to your newly exposed chest. An idea struck in your head, and before you could give it a second thought you decided to just voice it. “Come on me, I want to feel it.” You said, internally cringing after you spoke unsure if he’d like it.
Much to your surprise, Shinya was quick to move in between your legs. His cock hovering over your stomach as his hand quickly stroked it above you. His eyes fell back as he grunted, hot spurts of cum coating your skin. You gasped at the contact, the warmth unexpected but not unwelcome. Your pussy clenched in response, aching for more attention as you etched his pure euphoric face into memory.
After a few moments' pause, Shinya gave a blissful sigh before he let his head fall forward. His eyes slowly opened and were full of love as they looked down at you. Your hands reached up and wrapped around his neck, pulling yourself up slightly to pull him in for a kiss. After pulling back, Shinya rested his forehead against yours.
You both stayed like that for a moment before he pulled away. “Let me go run us a bath.” He said, placing a kiss on your forehead before getting up.
Day 11 | Tomura Shigaraki x F!Reader (18+)
Film/Photography | Cock Warming
Content Warnings: Cock Warming, AFAB Reader, Feminine Dialogue Used, Non Consensual Filming
Word Count: 1,477
Summary:
“What other recordings?” You asked, whipping your head around to look at him. “When the hell were you recording me?” You didn’t know if you actually wanted the answer to that question but based on the look on his face you knew you weren’t going to like it.
Come over. Now.
Your eyes scanned over the text message he sent you again as you stood outside his bedroom door. Your hand reached up and knocked on his door, fully expecting him to not respond. To your surprise, however, you heard him mumble his usual “it’s open” from the other side. You cracked it open slowly, unsure of what you were expecting to see. His obnoxious LED lights were the only illumination in the room, though surprisingly bright.
His figure currently awkwardly positioned in his desk chair. He looked very invested in whatever rpg had his attention. You closed the door behind you, slowly approaching him as you watched him play. “Is this one of those things where you just want me to lounge in your room while you play video games?” You asked, half joking. “Your message just kind of sounded ominous.”
“Good.” He responded, not taking his attention off of his game. Still not answering your question.
“Good talk.” You said, moving over to his bed. You bend over, making to move the various random shit he had strewn over his bed. “You know you could’ve at least cleaned up before I came over.”
His eyes followed you, not that you noticed, falling to watch you as you bent over to move stuff from his bed. Your skirt rode up, showing your underwear; his favorite pair. It wasn’t his intention to have you do this in front of him, but he wasn’t complaining. His cock twitched, getting impatient. Looking through all the photos and videos he had of you would never compare to the real thing. He hadn’t expected you over so early though, despite what his text said. He still had some things he needed to do in his game.
“Don’t throw my shit.” He said, watching as you irritatedly tossed some manga volume off to the side. “Just leave it alone.”
“If you didn’t have so much of it, or if you put it up, I wouldn’t need to throw it.” You said, looking back at him from over your shoulder. You noted that his eyes were not on your face. “Are you staring at my ass right now?”
“You’re the one bent over, shoving it in my face.” He replied, putting his feet down on the floor before pushing the chair away from his desk. “Seriously, stop touching my shit and come here.”
You hesitated before you stood up and moved closer to him. His eyes peaked through his hair as he looked up at you, a fuzzy warm feeling building between your legs. Without a word, you moved to straddle his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. You pressed a messy kiss to his lips, feeling him leaning into it.
You pulled away, feeling his lips attempt to follow after you for just a moment. “You wanted me to sit here instead, didn’t you?” You teased, pressing your hips down against him to feel his erection. “You should’ve just said so.”
“Not exactly the way I wanted.” He said, bucking his hips up against yours. “You're a smart girl, I’m sure you can figure it out.”
“Someone’s cheeky tonight.” You said, hovering your lips an inch from his. “Why can’t you just ask me.”
“I shouldn’t have to.” He replied, bucking his hips up again. The chair creaked under the hand he had on the armrest. “And you really shouldn’t make me spell it out for you.”
A dark feeling sunk to the pit of your stomach and you slowly pulled away from him. Teasing Tomura was one thing, but you had to know when not to go too far. Having him pissed off was not something anybody wanted, and especially not you when you were this close to him. You slide yourself off of his lap, making quick work to drop your skirt and underwear from around your waist.
“Leave the skirt on, just drop the panties.” He instructed, moving to free his cock from his sweatpants.
You complied, just dropping your underwear to the ground before you moved back closer to him. You had turned around so your back was facing him before you swung your leg over his, hovering over his lap. He spat some saliva onto his hand and lazily stroked his cock, coating it. You reached between your legs, taking his cock from him. You rubbed it against your folds, brushing your clit, before you lined it up with your entrance.
You slowly sunk down on his cock, wincing at the stinging pain of him stretching you open. You reached the bottom and rested your hands on your legs as you sat there adjusting for a moment. His arms wrapped around you as he moved his chair towards his desk, resting his chin on your shoulder. Confusion crossed your face as he watched him go back to playing his game. You wiggled your hips, your walls twitching and clenching around him.
“No moving.” He commanded, most of his attention on the game in front of him.
“W-What?” You asked, turning your head to look towards him. “Don’t you want to have sex?”
“Later.” He replied, sounding bored.
“I don’t understand–” You began before he interrupted you.
“You came over earlier than I wanted.” He explained, aggressively left clicking his mouse. “Besides, consider it punishment for throwing my shit earlier.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” You whined, wiggling your hips again. “You’re really gonna make me sit here on your dick until you're done? That could take an hour or more!”
His other hand dropped and laid it on your upper thigh, four fingers pressing dangerously into your skin. A warning. You bit your bottom lip, stilling your movement as you stared at his computer screen. You would just have to stay here until he finished, even though you knew that would end up taking a while. And it did, as over 40 minutes had passed before it even looked like he was close to wrapping up what he was doing.
The problem was, he would intentionally move you occasionally. He would adjust his hips, moving you with him and pushing his cock deeper inside of you. You kept having to choke down moans and grunts as he would continue ignoring your misery. Once it looked like he was done, you relaxed knowing that your relief was in sight. Until it looked like he started something new.
“Tomura, please I can’t stand it anymore.” You whined, grinding your hips down against him. “I wanna move so badly. Wanna ride your cock so baaad.”
He stayed silent though, like he couldn’t hear you. You purposely clenched your walls around him as you grind your hips down against him again. “I’m dripping onto your lap, I need you so bad. I’ve been such a good girl.” You moaned, noting that he paused what he was doing in his game.
You saw his hand leave his desk and disappear beneath the desk, you didn’t know what he was doing until you felt his fingers against your throbbing clit. Your head fell back against his shoulder as you cried out at the contact. Curses fell from your lips as you grind your hips against his fingers, feeling his cock twitch inside of you. You’ve been so pent up you’re not surprised at how sensitive you were.
“Ohh, fuck please please…” You begged, moaning as you felt your orgasm rapidly approaching. “Gonna come, ‘m gonna come. T-Tomura don’t stop, don’t—”
You screamed out, the coil snapping as your muscles tightened. Your walls clenching around his cock, a groan falling from his lips as you rode out your orgasm. His fingers dropped as your body collapsed against him, panting as you tried catching your breath. You didn’t notice anything he was doing until he felt him push his chair back and use a remote to click his main bedroom light on. Your eyes blinked open, wincing at the sudden bright light as you leaned yourself forward.
“Why’s the light on?” You asked, looking forward towards his desk. You blinked, getting your eyes back into focus as you looked at his screen seeing what appeared to be a recording software currently open. It showed yourself as you currently were, sitting on Tomura’s lap, his face moving to rest his chin on top of your shoulder again. “What–”
“Wanted to record the whole thing, so I can listen to you whine for me again. I can add it to my other collection of recordings of you.” He informed, his cock twitching deep inside of you.
“What other recordings?” You asked, whipping your head around to look at him. “When the hell were you recording me?” You didn’t know if you actually wanted the answer to that question but based on the look on his face you knew you weren’t going to like it.
Day 10 | Best Jeanist x F!Reader (18+)
Overstimulation | Wet Dreams
Content Warnings: Somnophilia, Oral (Female Receiving), AFAB Reader, Bondage, Overstimulation
Word Count: 1,144
Summary: What kind of man would Tsunagu be if he just left you alone when you were having such an interesting dream about him. Better to wake you up with a surprise.
One of things you loved most about Tsunagu was his hands. He always kept them impossibly soft, taking the extra care when he wasn’t on duty as a Pro-Hero. The way they felt as he held yours as he walked beside you, his thumb tracing across the back of your hand had you light as air. He knew how much you enjoyed his hands, and he had no issues intentionally teasing you when he knew you were looking.
It could be something simple, it didn’t have to be much. The ways his hands guided across the book he was currently reading, your imagination doing the rest of the work as you sat beside him. Other times, it was more obvious. Such as how his hand moved its way towards you, resting itself on your leg. He mindlessly traced lines on your bare skin, something so simple that had you wanting to squeeze your legs together.
He knew though, of course he did. You had stopped paying attention to him reading as you felt his fingers trailing up your skin as they were now sitting on your inner thighs. He continued rubbing them against your skin before resting his hand fully against your thigh, giving it a slight squeeze. This got your attention back over to him as you glanced in his direction. He was already staring at you though, his book closed and sat beside him.
Things moved quickly though, faster than you thought your mind could have processed. Your shorts were taken off, his fingers tracing along your bare skin as he positioned himself between your legs. You moaned, your cunt eagerly throbbing with want. He chuckled at your desperate state, rubbing his hands up and down your legs. He stretched your legs up and hooked them over his shoulders, placing a kiss against your skin as he slowly started sinking down between your legs.
Your hand reached down and brushed his blonde hair out of his face, as he placed a kiss against the wet patch on your underwear. You hummed, using your legs to bring him closer to your body. A twitch of his fingers and your underwear becomes unraveled, giving him easy access. His tongue starts running across your folds and you let out a gasp. His hands rested on your waist as his fingers dug into your skin, holding you in place.
“Tsunagu…” You moaned, as you tried moving your hips against his mouth. “Ahh–feels so good…”
His lips wrapped around your swollen clit, sucking on it lightly which was causing your head to spin. You kept trying to wiggle your hips, desperate to grind yourself against his tongue. You felt his fingers twitch and move against your waist. The threads from your shirt unraveled before combining with other things out of your view. They then shot down and quickly fused with the fabric on the couch, tightly holding you in place. You whined, tapping your foot against his back as he gave slow licks against your throbbing clit.
“Come oooon…Not fair.” You whined, only getting a chuckle in response as he lifted his head up. “I wasn’t even moving that mu–Ahh fuck!”
You moaned as his fingers swiftly entered you, curling perfectly inside as your walls sucked him in. The pleasure had your head feeling fuzzy, it felt strange. You bit your bottom lip as he pumped his long fingers inside of you. The pleasure was intense and sudden, part of you wondered why. That heat built up quickly in your core and the tension tightened, your leg muscles starting to tense up. Your vision started getting blurry and fuzzy, when you suddenly heard Tsunagu’s voice like it was being whispered in your ear.
“Wake up.” He said.
Your eyes shot open, staring up at your bedroom ceiling. You didn’t get to process much before you felt that intense pleasure from before coming slamming back into your senses as your walls squeezed around his fingers. You looked down, locking eyes with Tsunagu as your orgasm slammed into you. You cried out, squeezing around him as he kept pressing his fingers against the spot inside of you, the base of his hand pressing against your throbbing clit. You reached down, grasping at his wrist to try to get him to stop. The pleasure was becoming too much, it was consuming. You didn’t even have the clarity to realize you weren’t dreaming anymore.
“Stop, stop, please…” You gasped out, curling your body forward as your muscles tensed up. The pleasure was hurting but sending sharp tingling that had your mind cloudy but he didn’t stop. “Ah, ahh, I can’t take—Fuck please…”
In one swift motion he slid his fingers out of you, ripping the air out of your throat. You didn’t get to collapse against the bed for long though because he immediately started rubbing his fingers against your clit. Your back arched as your legs locked around him, your shuttered gasps combined with the mixed pleasure had your head spinning.
“Gah, wait wait WAIT–” You cried out as the pain from the intensity got too much. “T-Tsu, wait h-hang oon…ooh god, ahh…”
His fingers suddenly stopped forcing your body to harshly collapse back onto the bed. Your chest rising and falling with a rapid speed as you struggled to catch your breath. Your legs dropped from around him as you blinked slowly, trying to get any coherent thought back into your mind. His face was suddenly in view as he moved himself up to hover over you; a soft smile on his face like he wasn’t just causing your brain to melt from pleasure.
“Good morning.” He said, reaching a hand up to run across your cheek. “At least I hope it was for you.”
“Shut up.” You immediately shot back, panting. “What was that?”
“You were having a dream about me, wiggling around like you were trying on the wrong size jeans. He explained, a playful smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “And you were moaning my name.”
Good thing your face was already flushed. “Oh.” You replied, quietly. “I didn’t know–I mean I’ve never done this before–”
“It’s okay. It was certainly a surprise but I wasn’t going to leave you completely helpless.” He interrupted. “That’s why I helped myself in easing your little problem.”
“I think you did a little more than that.” You joked, the ache in your muscles really setting in now.
“A little punishment for fucking the me in your dream instead of the real thing.” He said, leaning closer to you. You went to open your mouth to object but the sudden feeling of your fabric around your body suddenly fusing to the bed beneath you took your attention away. “Ah, ah, ah, just let me handle it. We’ll just continue and finish where I’m sure your dream was headed.”
Day 9 | Endeavor x F!Reader (18+)
Mirrors | Prostitution
Content Warnings: Prostitution, Love Hotels, AFAB Reader, Female Dialogue Used, Oral (Male Receiving), Hand Jobs, Dom!Reader, Submissive Enji, Dirty Talk, Degradation
Word Count: 2,175
Summary:
Something about you, specifically, made things much easier for him. You listened well, you behaved well, and he knew you took him well. You couldn’t complain either, especially with how much Mr. Number 1 was paying you. The longer it went on, the more interesting it had gotten. He started giving you gifts, pieces he wanted you to wear and put on before he showed up. Then he started asking for photos of you wearing it when you two weren’t meeting up. You’d take mirror selfies for him, sending them away with erotic promises. You quickly became his favorite.
Love hotels weren’t exactly Enji’s favorite, they just made it easier. It was more practical. Plus Pro-Heroes and celebrities knew all the more exclusive ones that hide the patrons identity thoroughly. He had enough heat and pressure on him as it was, this didn’t need to add to the list. Scheduling sex was a different level of humiliation but he had found rhythm in it. Having clear specifications that the women were to follow made it easy. He didn’t have the time to waste.
Something about you, specifically, made things much easier for him. You listened well, you behaved well, and he knew you took him well. You couldn’t complain either, especially with how much Mr. Number 1 was paying you. The longer it went on, the more interesting it had gotten. He started giving you gifts, pieces he wanted you to wear and put on before he showed up. Then he started asking for photos of you wearing it when you two weren’t meeting up. You’d take mirror selfies for him, sending them away with erotic promises. You quickly became his favorite.
You were wearing one now, a little detail he had wanted prior to your meeting today. It was a forest green velvet slip dress, lovingly requested to be worn with nothing beneath it. You checked yourself in the mirror in the bathroom when you heard the door to the room open. You quickly made your way out the bathroom, swallowing a laugh as you looked at the confused look on his face. He closed the door behind him as he glanced around the room taking in the confusing decor.
“The more toned down rooms were already booked. Probably some event or meeting nearby for you guys.” You said, gesturing towards him to signal that you meant Pro-Heroes.
He just looked annoyed now, his eyes lingering on the statue of a unicorn in the corner of the room. The room was decorated to look like a moonlight grove, complete with overgrown grass and fake tree decals on the wall. The only thing that didn’t fit in the room’s decor, except the vines draped over it, was a large mirror propped up facing the bed. Bed was subjective, it was an elevated cushion covered in fake moss.
“I’m going to start booking a normal place if this keeps up.” He complained, starting to remove his shirt.
“I think it’s cute,” You said, twirling around the room before plopping yourself down the bed. “Besides, I match the colors. I think you’re just trying to cover up that you actually picked this room because you’re embarrassed.”
He grunted in response, tossing his shirt to the side. Any complaints he was going to voice were left unsaid as his eyes raked over your body. The twinkling fairy lights give your body a beautiful glow as the dress clung to you in all the right ways. You let your hand drop lower and trace along your skin as you slowly moved your leg to the side, nearly exposing yourself to him. You let your hand trace up your body until it reaches the strap to your dress.
Enji puts a hand up momentarily causing you to pause in your movement. “Don’t remove it, I want you to wear it.” He instructed, as he moved down to unbuckle his belt. His cock was already hard and painfully constricted.
You bit your lip as you leaned back on your hands, watching him intently as he removed the rest of his clothing. There was nothing small about him and it had you soaked just thinking about getting to ride him. You wiggled in place, the uncomfortable wetness threatening to start dripping from your folds onto the bed beneath you. He wasted no time as he made his way towards the bed but you held your hand up.
“Ah, ah, ah, hang on a second.” You interrupted, causing him to stop in his tracks. “Don’t rush into anything before we settle the payment.”
“I already sent it before I came into the room.” He informed you, as he continued moving towards you.
He bent down, hovering above you. Just as he was about to put his arm on the bed next to you and lay you down, you slipped out from underneath his arm as you quickly moved yourself onto the other side of the room. You grabbed your phone, swiping a few times as you scanned through and checked to test the integrity of his words. He sighed and sat himself on the bed, glancing over and noticing the mirror positioned near him.
Your eyes widened when you saw that he gave you significantly more than you two talked about. You stared at your phone for a moment, blinking in surprise. You slowly put your phone down and turned on your heels. The surprise quickly wiped from your expression so he couldn’t see it. You sauntered your way over to him, placing both of your hands on his legs as you crouched right in front of him. You looked up at him, his irritation and annoyance plain on his face.
“I had to make sure, this is a business exchange after all.” You teased, leaning forward to place a kiss onto the tip of his throbbing cock. “I see you gave me some extra.”
“I pay based on quality.” He replied simply.
He gave a groan as your lips wrapped around him, taking in as much of him as you could. You gagged slightly just from the sheer mass of his cock, giving a moan as you heard him whisper praise above you. Your hand wrapped around the bottom of his cock to stroke as you bobbed your head.
“Fuck…” He groaned, letting his eyes fall close as he drank in the pleasure.
You pulled off of him with an audible pop, swiping your tongue over his tip. You grinned as you felt him twitch, still giving him a steady rhythm with your hand stroking his cock. You looked up at him, noting his eyes being closed.
“Since you were so generous with your payment,” You began as you let him go before you stood up, moving yourself to straddle his lap. “Why don’t we use this mirror? I moved it towards the bed.” You explained, turning your head to gesture towards it. His hands immediately found your hips, his cock pressing into your stomach as you leaned forward. Your breasts pressed into his chest, his hands sliding down to grab onto your ass. “I think it’ll be fun.”
“How so?” He asked, his skin felt incredibly warm even through the thin fabric of your dress.
“I’ll show you but you have to let me go first.” You joked, turning your head back towards him. You placed your hands onto his shoulders as you let your lips linger inches from his.
His eyes fell to your lips, staring for too long. You felt his cock twitch against you again before his hands let go of you finally. You brought your hands up to cup his face as you pressed a quick chaste kiss to his lips. “Good boy.” You praised as you got off of his lap in one swift motion.
He swallowed hard at the comment but before he got too lost in his own head you had tapped your foot against his leg to signal him to scoot over. He was now perfectly positioned in front of the mirror. You moved yourself to hover over his lap backwards, facing the mirror against the wall in front of you. You locked eyes with him in the mirror as you brought two of your fingers to your mouth. You sucked on them, coating them in your saliva before bringing them down to rub against your folds.
You moaned and used your other hand to hike up the fabric up of your dress. You could feel his impatience. Moving your foot to rest onto his leg, allowing you to spread your legs wide, allowing your aching pussy to be on display for him. His eyes left yours as you watched his hands reach up and rest on your waist, keeping you steady. You bit your bottom lip, watching as his eyes intently watched your fingers swirl around your clit.
“Like what you see, big guy?” You teased, which caused his eyes to peel away from between your legs to meet your gaze again. “Don’t tell me you’ve gone quiet now.”
“You’re killing me,” He said, after a long pause. “Every time you force me to wait instead of doing what I actually want to do.”
“That’s what you pay me for though isn’t it?” You reminded him. You let your leg drop off of his, his hands falling from your waist as you stood straight. “You want a woman in control of you. To tease you and set the pace of things.”
He let his head hang low, dropping his eyes to the ground. You moved yourself swiftly onto the bed behind him, pressing yourself against his back. You rested your chin onto his shoulder, looking at him in the mirror. His cock stood proud, pre-cum glistening at the tip, with balls that looked ready to burst. You almost pitied him. You clicked your tongue and moved your mouth next to his ear, your hot breath causing a shiver to run down his spine.
“Look up.” You commanded, and he did. His eyes met yours, wanting desire written plainly across his face. “Do you want to come?”
Your question caused his cock to twitch, he didn’t know how much longer he could take. He didn’t answer, just nodded his head. You lifted the hand you have been using to please yourself earlier and spat some saliva onto it. You reached around and wrapped that same hand around his cock, a shuttered gasp releasing from his lips. You began stroking his cock, in all the ways you’ve learned that caused him to lose himself. You grinned at him, your devilish mischief and skilled hand ripping a groan from deep within him.
His eyes nearly drifted closed when your voice caused them to pop back open. “Eyes on what I’m doing.” You commanded, the pressure you were focusing on his tip was causing his head to spin. He struggled to keep his eyes on your hand, focusing on the rhythmic stroking motion. His body heat was rising, causing a layer of sweat to form on your body. “Are you close? Do you want to come? I want to hear you ask me. Beg for release, beg for me to drain your cock. Letting your cum drip all over the floor instead of inside of my pussy.”
You heard him let out a muffled whimper as his hands gripped into the fabric beneath him, nearly burning through it. He grunted as you quickened your pace as his hips started thrusting up into your hand. “I bet you wish you could pump it deep instead of me. Slamming your hips against mine, your large frame dominating over me.” You practically moaned your words, watching his flushed face struggle to stay alert. “But it isn’t though is it? Your just sitting here fucking my hand because I’m in control. I tell you when to come, that’s why you haven’t. You’re struggling to hold on, aren’t you?”
“P-Please…” He whispered, panting as his muscles tensed up. Desperately holding onto any shred of his sanity.
“What was that, Enji?” You teased, malicious enjoyment lacing every syllable.
“Let me come.” He forced out in between grunts. “Fuck, please…I need it, I need it.”
You waited another few agonizing seconds before you finally whispered. “Then come.”
With the permission he needed, he thrusted up roughly as his orgasm released. His hot cum shot out, spurts after spurts coating the floor and your hand. You continued stroking him, milking his cock for all its worth as his hips finally stopped with a shuttered. He panted, heat waves coming off of his body as sweat collected across his skin. You backed away from him, giving some room so you could cool off. You laid yourself against the head of the bed, reaching your hand up towards your face.
He turned towards you in time to see your tongue dart out to lick the cum off of your hand. His eyes never left your mouth as you thoroughly cleaned every drop off of your skin. You made a show of sucking on your fingers too, watching as his cock started standing at attention quickly again.
“I love how quickly you spring back,” You said, spreading your legs. You moved the dress up, exposing your pussy to him again. Your hand dropped to run through your folds. “We’ve still got plenty of time left and don’t worry, I plan on letting that huge cock of yours completely destroy me. I need some more prep though, so come here and let me fuck your hand this time.” And without another word he came crawling towards you.
Day 8 | Dabi x GN!Reader (18+)
Writing on the skin | Bloodplay
Content Warnings: Knives, Bloodplay, Dub-Con, Degradation, Skin Carving, Jealous Dabi, Temperature Play
Word Count: 1,376
Summary:
“You never learn do you.” He joked, something dark in his eyes. “Suit yourself.”
His hands dropped from your sides before he leaned one of his arms on the wall next to your head. Your eyes followed his, an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. There was something fucked up planned in that head of his but you weren’t sure what. You might have bit off more than you expected.
Dabi slipped his hands under your shirt, his warm fingers nearly burning marks into your skin as he trailed them up your bare sides. You stifled a groan, your back suddenly pressing against the wall you didn’t realize he was shoving you against. His scarred lip dragged against your neck down to your shoulder before you felt a sharp pain. His teeth pressed into your flesh as he bit down, his hips pressing against you. His cock pressing into you, painfully erect.
“Didn’t think you were this horny.” You joked, biting back a moan as his tongue swiped over the blood droplets from the mark he left near your neck. “Been thinking of me, huh?”
His fingers dug into your skin, heat centering under his fingertips more intensely. You hissed in pain, wiggling in his grasp. You looked down at him the same time his eyes lifted towards you. Those piercing blue eyes narrowed, his face painted with an emotion you knew all too well on him. He was jealous. A small smirk played on your lips as your hands moved to push against his chest to attempt to move him away from you.
“Don’t tell me–” You began before he shoved you back against the wall again.
“Careful.” He interrupted, standing up straight as his nails dug into your skin. “You know exactly what you were doing earlier.”
“I just didn’t think that you cared so much, Dabi.” You teased, wincing at the burning pain on your skin. “Plus I like riling you up sometimes, I mean can you blame me when you act like this?”
“You never learn do you.” He joked, something dark in his eyes. “Suit yourself.”
His hands dropped from your sides before he leaned one of his arms on the wall next to your head. Your eyes followed his, an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach. There was something fucked up planned in that head of his but you weren’t sure what. You might have bit off more than you expected.
“What are you doing–” You stopped the second you felt a knife pressing against your abdomen. Your eyes widened, your words caught in your throat. “Dabi–”
“Shh, no use trying to talk your way outta this one.” He said, grinning at you. He traced the fabric with it but moved it down to lift up the edge of your shirt. You fought back a shiver. “I expected more fight outta you, but then again you are a fucking whore.”
The cold metal of the knife traced against your bare skin. You closed your eyes and took a deep swallow. You definitely bit off more than you expected. The arm next to your head suddenly moved from the wall and within a flash of a moment you found yourself on the floor. His body forcefully pinning yours to the ground; a choked gasp forced from your throat at the sudden rough contact with the floor. You cried out as you felt the knife digging into the skin on your abdomen.
“Sto-op,” You whined, reaching down as he dragged your shirt up towards your chest. The heat emanating from his arm had your hand burning as you tried stopping him from digging the knife further into your skin. “Fuck, please.”
“I said you weren’t gonna talk your way outta this, didn’t I?” He reminded, as he roughly carved his name into your abdomen. He ignored your cries, his legs and body trying to keep your body still as he dug the knife into your skin. “You asked for this.”
“No I didn’t!” You screamed at him, your nails digging into the charred flesh on his arms. You hissed in pain, throwing your head back as he finished his signature. “You sick fuck!”
He let the tip of the knife lightly drag through the blood pooling from the marks he carved into your skin. It was exhilarating and made his cock twitch. A lazy grin was plastered on his face as he admired his work.
“You’re barely fighting back, you clearly like this.” He mused, switching up his position to roughly grab one of your legs. “I bet this is turning your slutty ass on.”
“Get the fuck off me, Dabi!” You spat, as tried ripping your leg from his grasp. You had to admit to yourself that you were not fighting back that much. The stinging pain that was now radiating from your abdomen was mingling with pleasure but you didn’t exactly want to experience it again so soon. “You already marked me, just drop it!”
He paused, his knife lingering over your upper thigh. His eyes slowly turned towards you, with a look that sent a shiver down your spine. Especially with that sick grin he had before. “You think I’m finished?” He asked, his fingers digging into your leg as he held you in place.
“Just–Just drop it and fuck me already.” You insisted, trying to keep him from going too far. Knowing it was probably already too late. “Come on.”
He tilted his head slightly in amusement before he turned his attention back to your leg. In a swift motion he used the knife to tear the fabric, letting him have access to your bare skin. He used his body to hold you down as he started carving his name into your flesh again. Your cries fell on deaf ears as you cursed and laid helpless beneath him. You heard him groan as he finished carving the last of it into your leg.
He dropped the knife as swiped his fingers through the blood. You winced and whimpered as his calloused fingers dragged against the fresh wound. “Fuck…” He cursed under his breath. “The things you do to me.”
He let go of your leg and moved himself to position himself between your legs. His cock pressing into you, throbbing with need. His fingers dragged along the marks he made on your abdomen, a small moan escaping your lips as the painful pleasure coursed through you. He pressed his hips into you in response, grunting as the heat emanating from him made you feel dizzy and hot.
“Just like I said,” He said, leaning down towards your face. “You’re just a dirty fucking whore.” Your cuts were pressing into his leg, more-so after you wrapped them around his. The pain was searing as the heat from his body intensified it, blood soaking into his pants. “Pissing me off until you got marked like a discounted hooker. Now start begging and maybe I’ll let you get off.”
“Please, please,” You moaned, the lust completely taking over your body. Sweat was coating you, his body having heated up more the longer he continued. “Fuck me, fuck me please. I’m sorry, I fucked up and I just wanted attention. I need your cock, just fuck me please.” You were whining and babbling on.
His fingers slowly dragged against the blood collecting on your abdomen, a long groan pulled from your throat. He traced every line he made, the pain from his fingers making you a whiny mess beneath him. He lifted the fingers up towards your lips, the scent of your blood making your brain fuzzy. You instinctively opened your mouth, allowing to slip his fingers inside. You sucked on them, the copper taste was strong as your tongue swirled and cleaned every drop off.
His hips bucked against yours as he slowly pulled his fingers out of your mouth. A string of saliva connected between your mouth and his fingers. That same sick grin found its way back onto his face. “Fucking hell…” He whispered in amazement mostly. “You are fucked up.”
He let his hands fall, moving himself back some. He reached over and grabbed the knife he let drop earlier. He started cutting your pants off. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood again, but you’re going to regret it once I’m through with you.” He said, forcefully ripping the fabric from your body. “You’ve still got plenty of skin left for me to cover.” His hands rested on your now bare legs as his hands started heating up, burning pain starting to radiate from under his palms. You really bit off more than you expected.
