·˚ when you bite down hard on them during intimacy₊˚⊹♡. ... their reactions ! ✶⋆.˚
°❀ featuring ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ .. trey, cater, leona, azul, jade, floyd, and vil !
....i kinda like my men pathetic. uhm. yay azul! ?? (aka this may seem ooc, but it's two am bro.) u can kinda see where i got lazy, enjoy freaks ! dw, im one too
✶⋆.˚ unedited writing, NSFW !
t. clover ༉‧₊˚.
with his fingers tangled in your hair, you lick up his thigh and place a gentle kiss close to his groin—your hands under his knees as he's spread wide for you on the bed.
just to be a little prick, seeing how turned on his was already getting without even taking your bottoms off, and him still in his boxers, you bite down on his soft skin. close to his inner thigh. his reaction was immediate.
a strong yet strained noise comes out of his lips, and trey bows his head down breathing heavily. your fingers gently trace along his waistband, biting your lip you stare up at him.
"you..." trey breathes, "are a naughty girl~" closing his legs to gently trap you between his thighs and dick, "you know, i thought i'd be the one to eat you out tonight..." he teases, "but you seem to be doing my job for me.."
you giggle slightly, a soft blush on your face as you slowly peel off his boxers.
c. diamond ༉‧₊˚.
you crawled between your boyfriend's legs, which were spread for you to squat between and rest your cheek against his bare thigh.
cater was seated above you on the bed, phone already in one hand and the other gently cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing over your lip. you didn't even touch him yet, and he was already whimpering at your presence.
you decided to make yourself the one to humiliate yourself, you wanted revenge. instead of sucking him off immediately, you open your mouth just to bite into his inner thigh, teeth marks a deep shade of red on his skin.
"oh~OwHwA!!— heyyy!"
this man pouts, actually pouts. his fingers now curled around your hair as he leaned close, ignoring the sting on his thigh.
"ngh, come on! m'sorry for making fun of you baby, but please! just fuck me already, you don't even have to suck me anymore!"
pathetic.
l. kingscholar ༉‧₊˚.
it all started with you simply trying to wake him up because he promised you a date night; yet of course, leona convinced you to stay in bed with him. once stripped from your shirt and jeans, only left in your bra and underwear, the prince took his time leaning you into a comfortable position before getting you between his legs.
with him bare before you, legs spread and fingers in your hair, you left side kisses along his thigh to warm him up. how utterly foolish of you—he grumbles for you to hurry up.
you did not take that tone lightly, at all.
with a sudden anger you bit down hard against his thigh, not even in a soft way—just a rough, hard chomp on his skin. teeth marks stained his leg as he lets out a strained groan, chest heavy and body suddenly super hot.
"o-oi!" he growls, "you got a death wish?! ah-do that again and i'll-nmh-break your damn back...holy-fuck!!
a. ashengrotto ༉‧₊˚.
you convinced him to have office sex, and it was pretty easy. there was no one to bother him, no meetings or clients—jade and floyd handling the lounge this hour, and having more time with you?
azul just couldn't say no when he finally saw you under his desk, spreading his legs slowly apart and unzipping his pants. azul bites his lip, pen shaking in his hands when you kissed him. soft, lips gentle and almost about to do it again—until you got an idea.
just to be a brat, to hear him moan and struggle to cover it up, you bite his thigh. hard, leaving a mark as you pulled away. azul slams his face into the table, hat fallen to the floor beside you and his body sweating.
he let out soft moans as you continued to bite him gently, starting from his knee and up his length. you loved hearing the sound of his pathetic moans.
j. leech ༉‧₊˚.
you wanted something different, something exciting. and when you propose this idea to jade, he couldn't refuse with that awfully adorable look on your face. and it was worth seeing it between his legs, sitting before him in nothing but your matching set you bought just for him.
he loves seeing you in lingerie that's his favorite color. he's already turned on, you haven't even touched him yet. he's honestly about to become a wreck.
you pulled down his boxers and kissed down his stomach and to his base, your fingers curled under his knees to keep him spread apart.
you finally bite down on his skin, wet and cold, you pull back to see the mark you left. and when you glanced back up at you boyfriend he was already face stuffed with a pillow, pathetic noises leaking out as you finally sucked him off.
f. leech ༉‧₊˚.
he got bored of the same old positions, hence why everyday time you do it you're left with a sore back. this timez floyd wanted to be bottom and have you top him.
it got him all excited he was stripped before you were, but you told him to keep his boxers on, to which he reluctantly did. pouting the entire time you teased him, he hated it. he barked at you to get on with it, to suck him off or finger him, WHATEVER.
"shrimpyyy, hurry up! your burning daylight over here~" He whined, arching his hips close to your lips.
getting fed up with his consent complaining, you bite down on his thigh, just close enough to his dick and he howled. that just pissed him off even more, but when you started to flutter gently kisses and throw in a few rough sucks—he suddenly forgot his own damn name.
v. schoenheit ༉‧₊˚.
vil grips your chin to gently force you to look at you, your body sat comfortably between his legs, head between his thighs, spread wide for you on the bed.
you were teasing him with kisses, soft and playful, gently tickling him as he grumbled about how naughty your are acting. edging him on this way, making him wait.
once you finally get enough, you leaned down to bite his thigh playfully—first gentle, and then rough. vil yells shortly, squishing your head between his thighs to glare down at you.
"look at me," he breathed, once again forcing you to stare up at him, your eyes met his glossy ones. "How uncouth, biting me like that all of a sudden. I think i deserve an apology, don't you think?
“fuck baby, just like that.” denki groans, leaning back on the couch as you bounce up and down on his cock.
“denki i just- mmf! denki ‘m so full.”
bang! the front door slams open and snap your neck, continuing to ride denki as his roommates walk in.
“shit.” kirishima covers his eyes, clicking the door shut behind him.
“damn.” sero tilts his head, watching the way your ass jiggles after each sticky smack.
“dude!” kirishima slaps a hand over sero’s eyes.
“sorry.” denki calls out. “left half the blunt in the ashtray.” his hands grab your ass, scooting lower and starts fucking up into you. “fuck baby.” spank!
“we’ll-”
“nghhh!” you toss your head back. “fuck denki, i’m gonna- ahhh!” you gasp, spine straightening as your orgasm washes through you.
“move your fuckin hand.” sero slaps kirishima’s hand away.
“light it and pass it.” denki looks over your shoulder.
“wha- now?” kirishima drops his other arm, trying to look anywhere but at you.
sero is already walking towards the ashtray and taking a seat next to the both of you. “what? denki’s room too dirty for you, sweetheart?” blunt between his lips as he lights it.
“nah, she couldn’t wait.” denki bucks up into you, reaching over as sero passes the blunt.
“shouldn’t you.. like cover up, man.” kirishima winces when you turn to him with a pout.
“don’t like lookin at me, kiri?” you reach for him and his cheeks flush.
“think he likes lookin at you too much.” denki chuckles. “go over there.” he lifts you off his dick and plops you down on kiri’s lap.
“dude!? i- ??” he holds his hands up and squeezes his eyes shut.
“wanna fuck her?” denki lulls his head to the side and you roll your hips.
“can i fuck kiri?” you whine at denki. “please?” you push your lower lip out.
“and what about me?” sero pouts his lips out.
“what do you think baby?” denki offers you a lazy smile. “wanna give my friends a ride?” he passes you the blunt.
“mhm mhm.” you nod quickly, taking a hit and pushing it back into denki’s hand.
you lean forward, pressing your lips to kiri’s and blowing the smoke in his mouth. sero and denki watch at the way kiri flushes under your touch as you shove your hands under his shorts. you whine when his cock pops out, already glistening with little beads of pre.
“‘s big.” you lean back and pump him once before lifting up on your knees.
“bet he’ll cum in 2 minutes.” sero chuckles, watching the way you slide kiri up and down your folds.
“nahh, i give him 5.” denki pushes sero’s chest.
“guys..” he groans as you sink onto his tip. “shut up.” his hands grip your waist as he looks up at you. “pretty. so pretty baby.” he nods as you take inch after inch.
“you’re a pretty baby too.” sero purrs in denkis ear, plucking the blunt out of his hand and dabbing it out in the ashtray.
“wha- hah! fuck sero.” sero’s hand wraps around denki’s cock
“forgot how squirmy you get.” sero thumbs at his underside. “she’s got you fuckin soaked.” he hums, pumping him faster.
you can’t decide if you want to look down at kiri as you suck him in or over at the way sero has denki’s hips jerking off the couch. kiri grinds his hips up and your attention falls to him, eyes fluttering as he repeats the movement. his hands grip your waist as he starts to fuck up into you, not letting you do any of the work.
“shit hanta.” denki can’t help the way he fucks up into sero’s hand.
“gonna cum before ei?” sero chuckles.
“shut up.” denki’s thighs shake.
“nghh!” you’re clinging onto kiri as he pounds up into you.
kirishima has you held tightly to his chest as he snaps his hips up onto yours. your pussy is strangling his cock, your lips brushing against his neck as you whimper right into his ear. his fingers harden into your skin and your walls flutter, thighs shaking, with one more harsh snap of his hips, you cum with a cry of his name.
“shitshitshit.” kiri holds you down on his thighs as he fills you.
you turn your head to the side and find denki sated, breathing heavy with cum all over his abs and sero slowly jerking himself. sero gives you a lazy smile and reaches out a hand to you and you lift off of kiri. sero helps you over to him and slides you right down onto his cock.
“got you all to myself.” he brushes your hair back.
“hanta.” your lashes flutter.
“hm?” he slowly starts to fuck you up and down.
“‘m so tired.” you rest your head on his shoulder. “just.. use me. please.”
“ohhh, i know baby.” he coos, trailing a hand up your spine.
sero scoots down until you’re laying on his chest and he can fuck up into you. each drag out and push back in has your toes curling, little puffs of air leaving your lips and splaying across his warm skin. you press kisses all over his neck, trembling in his arms, breath catching as an orgasm already bursts through you.
“s’okay. i got you.” he rubs your back when he feels the tears on his neck.
“feels s’good.” you’re practically limp in his arms.
you peek out of his neck and see denki staring at you with lidded eyes as he strokes himself. you blink past him and kiri is doing the same, lips parted and letting out little moans. sero bucks up into you and you bury yourself back into his neck.
“focus on me.”
your hands tangle in his hair, gummy walls spasming around him at his low words. he hits that one spot and you gasp, yanking on his hair and he grins. he pushes against it over and over until you’re cumming and whining as he starts to fill you.
“can’t move.” you’re limp against him.
“don’t gotta.” denki rubs your back.
“gonna clean you up real nice.” he hums.
instead of taking you to the bath, they take you to denkis room and lay you back on the bed. each taking turns sucking the cum out of you.
bang! the front door opens and snaps shut.
“denki!!! why does the apartment smell like sex?” you hear katsuki walking down the hall. “you idiots didn’t invite me?”
“kats.” you squirm.
“they make you cum?”
“mhm.” a nod of your head.
“they clean you up yet?” he looks at the way they have your legs spread wide.
“mm-mm.” you shake your head.
“wanna take a bath?” he grins when you nod your head.
As I was saying, while the Killer Bass act like a wolf pack (couples as leaders and a surrogate-sibiling dynamic), the Screaming Gophers have a dynamic more akin to a clan of spotted hyenas:
the girls vie for dominance through alliances and coalitions, while the boys just chill and carry out the orders of the ladies in charge.
he never saw himself as a jealous guy, it just felt weird — not his style, y'know?
kirishima was never jealous of anyone coming up to talk to you. i mean he trusted you and if he got jealous wouldn't that be basically saying he didn't?
also of course you had people coming up to you, you were gorgeous, plus you couldn't really blame the person, could you? it's not like they knew you were taken. really it all made sense.
and yet he still couldn't place why his finger kept tapping against his desk as he watched you and kaminari giggle at something on the electric boy's phone.
head resting on his hand, his other hand kept fidgeting as he watched the two of you.
kaminari was too close.
it wasn't like he didn't trust him! bro code and all that, kaminari would never — yet it still made his skin itch slightly whenever you leaned in to get a better angle, whenever kaminari laughed and his shoulder pressed further into yours.
kirishima hadn't even realized he was staring until your gaze met his and you offered a smile.
his shoulders relaxed slightly ( your smile was so pretty ), and yet he still immediately pulled you into a kiss when you finally walked back over to him.
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