Hey guys, so recently Iâve had a lot of people requesting links etc to my fanfiction.
All of my stories are gathered under the header BNHA Fanfiction on my main profile for ease of access but Iâm also making this masterlist because I have people asking in a few different places and itâs starting to get confusing for everyone.
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Smut is marked with an *
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Covert Ops:
Going covert with a man who is pushing seven three isnât the best idea to begin with- but getting trapped in a fucking closet with him is just the icing on the cake. Add to that, the fact that heâs having a not so secret meltdown about his âsmall mightâ form and the whole operation is going to be blown to bits.
It wouldnât hurt either of you if you were to distract him for a while, right?
Part 1*
Part 2*
Stitches:
All Smite is a jerk. A loud, annoying asshole who drinks all the milk in your fridge and leaves bloody handprints on your couch. That fact that he looks absolutely fuckable while he does it is irrelevant.Â
Getting up close and personal while youâre stitching up a wound isnât helping your denial at all and this night is going to end with a bang, one way or another...
Part 1*
Part 2*
Part 3*
Hell Week:
Thereâs only one way to properly close out exam week and thatâs by getting railed by your pro-hero boyfriend on a desk at work. I mean... Iâm sure there are other ways but who would pick them?
Ok, so... I had a lil idea that I wanted to share with you: Corruption kink and Daddy kink with Toshinori Yagi/All Might/All Smite and a SUPER innocent reader. Like, knows what kissing is, but nothing else.
You know Iâve never really written a super naĂŻve character before so it sounds like an interesting challenge lol. It also sounds like it would be super, to the point of being illegal, hot :D In fact itâs going on the list.
I am creating a list here on Tumblr of all of my favorite fics, um I was wondering if it was okay if I could link some of my favorite fics of yours on it? Obviously all of the credit goes to you and everything but before I did anything I wanted to check to see if it was okay, okay thank you so much! đđ
Of course, go right ahead :D I certainly donât mind <3
Can you do All Might and Toshinori In the famous Jeff Goldblum pose, please? It will give me life! ... I am surprised I havenât seen it. Lack of sleep for a week and a half brings ideas.
someone commented that every time they see my URL that they think of âItâs All Might, bitchâ like Britney Spears and I would like to personally congratulate them because thatâs exactly what I was thinking when I made it-
I just finished reading Hell Week and oh-my-fucking-god-riding-a-bicycle, that was so delicious. Now THIS is how you write a good smut, taking the time with ALL the detail. Wow, just wow... what a fun ride. (I also LOVED your Stitches trilogy.) Thank you so much for your time and effort writing this and your other fics. I'm going to now guzzle down a tall, cold glass of water. - ciao
Wow, thanks so much! Itâs always so great to get some feedback so I know Iâm giving the people what they want lol :D Hopefully thereâll be much more for you to read in the future! <3
I hope I'm not intruding, but the art you reblogged recently is a repost. The orginal artist is Hexagonsgalore (here: https://hexagonsgalore.tumblr.com/post/176772571952/toshinori-just-a-parody-of-this-one-of-my-top)
I just want to make sure the artist gets the credit they deserve for the art they created đđ
I will gladly edit the crap out of my reblog to make sure people know!! I hate seeing artists get shafted in any way, shape or form!Â
Where have I been you ask? Recovering from the moment I found out that All Mightâs middle finger is 6.2 inches long- thatâs where. Jesus Lord I havenât stopped sweating since.
Pairing: All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Choking, Daddy kink, slight Praise kink and semi-public sex. Minors- even though I canât make you not interact- I can come to your house and tell your mother and I want you to picture how that interaction would go down. Iâll show her your browser history I swear to God-
Word Count: 11,000+Â
Summary:Â Exam season had finally rolled around at U.A. and had been lovingly dubbed Hell Week by every long suffering member of staff there. All Might didnât think it would be that bad- until it starts to get in the way of him doing one of his favourite activities.Â
Namely you.
*as always, the gif isnât mine but is oddly appropriate for the story O_O
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You hated Hell Week but then... so did everyone.
 Those were the first thoughts you had when you stepped into the lecture hall on a sunny Monday morning. Desks upon desks, lined in neat rows, filled the room from front to back- each one with itâs own face down paper on top.
 It was exam season. It was exactly like flu season but with far more suffering.
 There was however, one very faint light at the end of the tunnel and it was the only reason you werenât hopping a plane to some far away country and hiding there until this was all over. All Might, the big lovable dork, had zero idea of what was about to hit him. Heâd only been teaching at UA for just under a year- missing the last exam season but just in time for this one.
 Heâd been fucking you just a little bit longer than that but in all the time youâd been seeing him, youâd never brought up just how horrible it was.
 By the time you made it across the room, the door was opening again and sure enough, All Might ducked under the doorway to the lecture hall looking far more put together than he had when youâd left him that morning. You hadnât had the heart to wake him as heâd sprawled out across your bed- his skinny frame taking up just as much room as his muscular one did.
 He was such a bed hog, you thought, a smile tugging at your lips.
 Looking far too cheerful for this time of the morning- and clearly oblivious about what was to come- he slipped through the desks and headed straight for you. Even though his eagerness to see you made your heart thump harder in your chest, you couldnât stop the snort of laughter that escaped either.
 He was simply awful at hiding your relationship. The only reason you hadnât been outed to the whole school yet was because you were a little more restrained than he was.Â
Well... that and you told Hizashi to stop fucking prying into your business with such heat in your voice that anyone within earshot had decided to comply too and had left you both alone.
 Still, the fact that Toshinori couldnât seem to help himself, couldnât stop himself being near you all the time⊠it brought to life the butterflies that had made a permanent home in your stomach. So much for it being just sex.
 That had gone out of the window long ago.
 âGood morning,â he rumbled, finally next to you and you grinned up at him affectionately. His tie was crooked- the only indication that heâd woken up a little too late for comfort and slept through the alarm youâd set before youâd left for work. Glancing around, you found that you were alone with him and so you reached up, straightening the knot and smoothing the material flat against his solid chest.
 âHi,â you answered at long last and it was the only thing you had time to say before his lips found yours for a kiss.
 You melted into it. There hadnât really been much time for kisses lately. Between hero work and exam week prep, youâd both been exhausted and the only reason heâd even stayed over the night before was because heâd graciously offered to help you mark homework and lighten the load. Youâd fallen into bed and slept deeply without even a thought of doing anything else- which was admittedly unusual for you both. Despite long work days and how tired his injury made him, Toshinori was insatiable when it came to you.
 Not that you were bragging or anything but⊠well. Look at him. You were goddamn blessed.
 âI missed you this morning,â he said, pulling back and looking down at you with those deep, pretty eyes of his. A shiver of lust made itâs way through you and you were suddenly sorry you hadnât gone through with your plan to wake him up before youâd left. Heâd just looked so damn sweet with his face buried in your pillow, snoring softly, that youâd decided to leave him be.
 You graced him with a winning smile.
 âDidnât want to disturb you,â you said, glancing towards the double doors at the back of the room. You could hear footsteps approaching and you knew he could too, by the way his eyes followed your line of sight seconds later. âYou looked like you needed the sleep, baby.â
 He flashed you a grin, his eyebrows raising in an expression you knew all too well. All Might was horny and he wasnât afraid to let you know about it- despite the sounds of other people getting ever closer. Arousal made your stomach dip low and you shivered involuntarily.
 A big, warm hand curled around your waist and you were suddenly tugged closer until you were plastered against him, your hands pressing flat on his hard chest.
 Oh yeah, you thought smugly.Â
This man was hot for you and your eyes mindlessly followed the path his tongue took over his teeth, coming to a stop on the point of his canine. The hand that was on your waist slid lower, to the small of your back and then across the curve of your ass until his fingers slipped ever so lightly to press between your legs.
 The noise you made was highly inappropriate for the workplace but fuck, when he acted like this it drove you to the point of losing any inhibitions you would normally have.
 âIâll make it up to you tonight, sweetheart,â he said, his voice lowering to that timbre that had talked you into doing absolutely unspeakable things with only a few, encouraging words. âAs many times as you want, for as long as you want.â
 You bit your lip, a grin threatening to break through.
 âOh Toshi,â you cooed, patting his chest sympathetically. He was absolutely oblivious to the horror that was about to hit him square in the face.
 The doors at the top of the auditorium slammed open with a metallic thunk and within seconds you had escaped his grasp to stand at an appropriate distance, laughing inwardly at his puppy dog head tilt. His thick eyebrow quirked in question and you shot him one last pitying look. âYou have no idea what youâre in for this week, do you?â
 You almost felt guilty for not elaborating and you had no doubt that heâd get revenge on you in some way, shape or form in the coming months. But for now you left it vague- left him looking confused but unable to question you as Aizawa and Nemuri approached with a line of sullen looking teenagers behind them.
 He wouldnât have the time or energy to breathe this week, let alone do anything remotely athletic in the bedroom.
 It wasnât called Hell Week for nothing.
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 It was Wednesday. You were tantalizingly close to the end of the week but also far too far away from it.
 Brushing against Toshinori while you passed each other in the aisle- supposedly observing the students as they scribbled away- was the most action either of you had gotten for days now. You didnât know if he was doing it on purpose exactly, but the big jerk made it a point to touch you every time. Brushing his hand against yours. A palm on the small of your back as he gave way and let you through- so gentlemanly to any observer but the tension in his touch was a dead giveaway.
 The way his eyes darkened and he exhaled impatiently through his nose, almost as though if he opened his mouth he would say something entirely inappropriate. He wasnât being chivalrous in his head in the least.
 He was thinking about fucking you and hard.
 It eventually got to the point that you couldnât resist.Â
Teasing him was just in your nature and every little innocent touch as your bodies passed so close was driving you insane. So as you passed him by at the back of the room, as far away from prying ears as possible, you whispered-
 âIâm so fucking wet for you right now.â
 - so softly that it could have been nothing at all. He heard you just fine though and you felt his whole body tense like he was being electrocuted.
 You carried on, grinning to yourself smugly as you did and all the while Toshinori stood like a statue- eyes wide and lips parted like he couldnât quite believe what heâd just heard come out of your mouth. He glanced back at your retreating form, his tongue pressing hard against the inside of his cheek.
 Oh yeah, you had royally pissed him off.
 And turned him on.
 Terribly proud of yourself, you went back to being an excellent teacher and leaned over to help an impatient Bakugo- who had run out of paper for his final question and by the looks of it, fucks to give too. Honestly, same.Â
It took a couple of minutes for you to grab some extra paper at the front of the room and reassure the kid that his answer was on the right track, as vaguely as possible of course- so by the time you were about to make another pass of your boyfriend, youâd almost forgotten what you had said the last time.
 He clearly hadnât.
 âPhone.â
 That was all he said as he passed you, his lips quirking at the corner and by the time you were at the front of the room with your back away from prying eyes, you were itching to know what heâd meant by that.
 You hadnât felt your phone buzz in your pocket- although you had been distracted up until now and it was likely it had gone off without you noticing. Although you also hadnât seen Toshi with his phone out either, unless he was being extra sneaky.Â
Which at this point, you wouldnât put past him.
 Sure enough, there it was on your screen. A message notification from âThe Big Guyâ. You smiled and despite your better judgement, you opened it in front of fifty or so quiet, focused students. After all, what could it possibly be other than maybe a little dirty response to what youâd whispered to him earlier?
 When your joined chat opened at last, the noise you made wasnât human. It caught in your throat and when a few of the kids looked up in confusion, you had to pass it off as a cough before they began to ask questions.
Questions like, why are you turning that shade of red? Or, why did you just make a noise like a dying swan?
 All Might, that lovable, sweet, smiling number one hero, was leering at you from the back of the room- his grin absolutely filthy.
 When you were satisfied that the kids were focused on their exams again, you stared at the picture heâd sent you, face flushing hot.
 When the fuck had he even taken this?
 The photo was taken from a very low angle, his expression in the background much like the one he was wearing right now as he watched you- except his cheeks were a little pinker. He was wearing his hero costume, reclining on what looked like the bed in his apartment with one hand gripping the headboard behind his head.
 The picture of relaxation and innocence.
 Except his outfit was splayed open and his cock was jutting out from it proudly. You could see the fucking precum beading on the head, all shiny in the low light and you were practically drooling over your phone when it buzzed again.
 âShit-â you hissed, jumping and almost dropping it. That would have been sensational. A picture of All Mightâs cock sailing majestically across the floor for all the students to see.
 You hurriedly scrolled down to read what heâd messaged you.
 âYou looked a little flustered. Everything okay?â
 The bastard had even attached a winking emoji to the end of the text and you were both pissed off that heâd gotten the better of you and impressed that heâd taken such a fucking great nude. Then had the courage to send it to you, whereas months ago he would have chickened out and complained about you seeing the scar across his side.
With embarrassingly shaky fingers you managed to type out a reply, not even able to stay mad.
 âBaby, no lie. You should wear every outfit like thatâ, you responded, chewing on your bottom lip in a vain attempt to keep the smile off your face. âCrime would drop to an all time fucking lowâ.
 Carrying on your route again, you watched him from your peripheral as he innocently took his phone out to read your response, so nonchalant and cocky.
 After a moment of reading, he barked a loud laugh that turned a few heads, before turning pink and muttering an apology to the students heâd just disturbed.
You nudged him playfully the next time you passed each other, winking at him and then feeling incredibly pleased with yourself when he grinned and shook his head- clearly enjoying the moment that had passed between you in full view of everyone.
 But, despite the thrumming sexual tension that crackled between you both for the rest of the day, by the time you got home there was only half an hour in which to change into your hero outfits and stare longingly at each other before going your separate ways for the evening.
 You were taking a fucking vacation this time next year and Nezu, the little sociopath, could pry your holiday hours from your cold, dead hands.
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 âOn your knees. Now.â
 Caught by surprise, you spun around in what you had thought was the empty auditorium- only to come face to chest with your very tall, very haggard looking boyfriend.
 âHuh?â you said stupidly, because the request wasnât quite what youâd been expecting him to say. Not that youâd expected anyone at all to still be wandering around when the weekend and sweet, sweet freedom was calling.
 It was Friday and the last exam of Hell Week had finished an hour ago- a moment youâd both been looking forward to since the first set of exams had started. In fact, the way the other teachers had all but sprinted past the kids on the way out- you guessed that you and Toshi werenât the only ones who had been willing this week to end.
 Toshinori had quickly figured out that he was not in for an easy work week as heâd first thought and the mounting pressure of grading papers, comforting stressed teenagers at all hours of the day and attempting to not have a breakdown had taken itâs toll.
 Every night, youâd both crawled into bed at some ungodly hour after midnight, exhausted from grading and the ever persistent hero work that took up a good chunk of your evenings. On top of all that, you knew Toshinori was still sneaking off every lunch time to get in a training session with Midoriya- and not eating anything the entire time either.
 Youâd begun to sneak Midoriya lunches to share with his mentor just to make sure your boyfriend was at least getting something through the day and not neglecting himself as he always did.
 Then, youâd been over compensating with dinner and as a result had even less time to do anything remotely relating to a relationship.
 The only time the two of you had been close this week was when you woke up extra early for cuddles and even they couldnât last long when the alarm would start to blare.
 All that and the pent up sexual tension meant that when Toshi told you to get on your knees with that ravenous look in his eye, your panties were soaking in seconds. However, there was still a little, itty bitty part of you with some common sense left at least and you glanced around the room before giving him a pointed look.
 âBabe, I know this week has been rough but is this really a good idea? What if someone comes?â
 You heard it the moment it left your lips and when you looked at his expression it was full of barely repressed mirth, his shoulders already shaking. He could be so immature sometimes. You rolled your eyes, despite your own smile spreading on your face.
 âShut up, you know what I mean.â
 âYou think anyone, student or teacher is going to want to look at this room again before Monday? The only reason Iâm still in it is because all Iâve been thinking about, all day, is you sucking my cock sweetheart. I donât think I can wait until we get home,â he rumbled in that deep, sexy baritone that he brought out whenever he wanted something from you.
 The one you found it impossible to say no to.
 His fingers trailed over your cheek and he took the moment of weakness in your resolve to swoop down and kiss you hard.
 Youâd barely even had a moment to kiss this week and so the second his mouth was on yours, common sense was tied up and gagged. Horny you was now in charge and fuck, your boyfriend was looking fine today.
 It took no more persuasion for you to drop to your knees in front of him and when you looked up at him, impossibly tall as he was, his cheeks were pink and his eyes dark. He probably thought it would have taken a lot more persuasion than that but what could you say?
 Getting dicked down in the school was on your bucket list anyway and right now you imagined that it was hastily being added to his as well.
 âIf anyone catches us, Iâm leaving the country,â you muttered, taking another cursory glance around. This position was incriminating enough should someone walk in- and you werenât even doing anything yet. Imagine the scandal if someone caught you blowing All Might- paragon of virtue and strength- in the middle of your workplace.
It was almost enough to make you stand back up again and put a stop to the whole thing but then he went and palmed the very obvious erection that was straining against the front of his pants and all you could suddenly think about was licking him from top to bottom.
 âI wonât let anyone catch us,â he said reassuringly. He pointed to his ear as though youâd forgotten about the whole, excellent hearing thing. You snorted.
 âToshi, no offence but when weâre in the middle of sex a bomb could go off under the bed and you wouldnât hear it.â
 He looked momentarily offended before his expression dropped into a sheepish smile, one big hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. He knew you were right. Once he got into the zone there was no stopping him. It was kind of sweet, how intense he became. Even if you werenât playing a game and just having some nice, lazy vanilla sex, he would get all possessive and serious and pull you in close to gaze into your eyes like it was the end of the world-
 You only realized you had spaced out when he spoke again and you snapped back to reality with a rising flush on your face.
 âHeh, I guess youâre right. But I promise, I wonât let anyone sneak up on us. You can count on me,â he beamed down at you and that promise alone was enough to make you relax and nod your consent.
 His tongue swept over his bottom lip as the air in the room suddenly shifted, turning electric and leaving you both buzzing with the knowledge that you were about to do something very naughty.
 Finding out that Toshinori was as kinky as you had been a bit of a shock at first. Youâd expected him to be a the kind of guy who was insanely careful with his strength and as a result, gentle in bed. The sort of man who would whisper sweet words of encouragement to you and treat you like a princess the whole time.
 While there were times he did just that, imagine your surprise one night when heâd grabbed the back of your neck and told you to be a good girl and suck his dick. Ever since then, it had been one wild ride with you never quite knowing what he was going to do next.
 Afterwards, heâd quite shyly admitted that heâd never been entirely comfortable with letting anyone see that side of him.
 So heâd kept it hidden just in case.
 You nuzzled your nose against the straining bulge at the front of his pants, whining for him. Toshinori quirked an eyebrow at you, petting your head lazily.
 âLook at you,â he murmured, sounding undone already. âYouâre always so eager for Daddyâs cock, huh?â
 It was no secret that it ruined you when he said things like that. Sweet, lovable All Might had an absolutely filthy mouth in bed and it turned you on every time he brought it out. His thick fingers trailed down your cheek, while his other hand slipped his loose tie from his neck with a snap.
 âYou know, everything you do turns me on,â he mused, his head cocked to one side as he stared down at you. His voice was like butter and you felt your thighs quiver. âItâs almost as though you know what youâre doing. Do you enjoy it? Knowing that all you have to do is look at me and Iâm hard as a rock in seconds?â
 You nodded, a little too eagerly.
 âWhat are you gonna do about it, Daddy?â you breathed, excitedly. Because you already knew what he was going to do. A muscle in his jaw ticked
This week had royally sucked and there was only one thing that was going to improve it. His mouth quirked at the corner despite the stern demeanour he was aiming for. That mouth had done some damn fine things to you in the past and you didnât doubt that it would keep going in the future.
A pleasant feeling of wetness spread slowly but steadily between your legs.Â
Your lips parted, soft puffs of breath warming the front of his pants. His cock was so close and you wanted it, wanted to take him into your mouth and give him a front row seat to just how much you enjoyed sucking him off.
In public no less.
âHang on, sweetheart,â he soothed, noticing how impatient you were.
Suddenly, the soft silken material of his tie was being wrapped around your throat and knotted. He twisted the other end and wound it around his fist, giving an experimental tug.Â
When it tightened ever so slightly, you moaned. It was nowhere near tight enough yet but you could already imagine it digging in and making you choke. Fuck, being choked- controlled like this shouldnât have sent sparks dashing across every nerve ending- but it did and you tugged back to tighten it a little bit more.
âBetter?â he asked and you nodded eagerly, dying to get on with things. The material around your throat was just tight enough to remind you who was in control here and you looked up at him through your eyelashes, pressing an open mouthed kiss against the outline of his cock.Â
He grunted, pleased.
âOkay, you know the rules sweetheart. Red if you want to stop. Yellow if you need a second to breathe. Green if everything is fine. Whatâs our safe word?â
âToshi,â you breathed, exasperated but not overly so. âI know the safe word. Weâre on a time limit here baby.â
âHumour me,â was his firm, no nonsense answer and he gave you a look that meant he wasnât messing around. He wanted to be sure that you knew it.Â
You nodded. You were both experienced enough now that he didnât really need to repeat the rules every time but it was sweet that he did anyway. Usually he would go above and beyond to make sure you were comfortable when you played like this and despite being on something of a time limit, now was no exception.
It was also just one of the many reasons that the whole âfriends with benefitsâ thing had never worked out between you two. He was just too damn good to you.Â
Any limits you had tried to impose between each other had quickly dissolved until you were both forced to admit that you wanted more than just sex. Not that you were complaining at all.
A quick, forceful tug on your makeshift leash brought you back to reality and you finally laughed, âOkay, okay! Watermelon.â
It only took a little guffaw on his part to trigger more of your own dumb laughter.
You both giggled to yourselves at the absurdity behind that word- a shared story of absolute shame, embarrassment and too much tequila that must never be told again. Why heâd insisted on it being your safe word you would never know but it was clear by now that you had trouble saying no to him.
He beamed down at you, all starry eyed and you were well aware that you expression mirrored his. Still smiling like a lovesick idiot, you nuzzled against him, nosing at the zipper of his slacks and making an impatient noise.
In a split second, his eyes darkened like he suddenly remembered where you both were.Â
Auditorium.
U.A.
A very big possibility of getting caught doing something incredibly naughty. You sobered, partly because of the thrill of danger thrumming through your veins. Partly because the number one hero was staring down at you, tie in hand and looking like he wanted nothing more than to eat you whole.
âSo,â he rumbled, voice like thunder in the sky, sounding miles away from his usual cheery self and more like a teacher about to dish out some serious punishment. âAre you going to keep me waiting? Iâm getting impatient sweetheart.âÂ
No, you thought hazily, feeling your knees tremble and your clit throb in time with your racing heart. You would definitely have to do something about that. So you shook your head enthusiastically.
âGood girl,â he praised and you immediately felt a headrush, your fingers clenching tightly in the material of his slacks. âNow, take Daddyâs cock out for him,â he said and the words left no room for argument. Hah. Like you even would. Trailing your fingers across the front of his zipper, you were more than happy to do as he asked.
 You undid the button with shaking fingers and then down came the zip, bit by bit until you could push both sides wide apart. Dipping your hand into his now open pants, you felt his gaze boring into the top of your head- intense and heated as he watched you do as he said. At last, you wrapped your hand around the thick shaft of his cock and tugged him out. He hissed softly as it met the cool air of the room.
 All you could think was finally.
 He was just centimetres away from your face, all thick and solid- the tip leaking beads of precum that drooled down to where your fingers were on him. You wanted to lick them up, taste him on your tongue but you didnât dare move because he hadnât told you to yet.
 âDo you want something, sweetheart?â he asked and you felt sudden relief that this wasnât about to go to waste.
 âCan I lick you? Please,â you managed to say through heavy breaths and a groan caught in his chest. He wasnât exactly immune to dirty talk and heâd admitted to you once that hearing you talk like that made him hard. Honestly, you didnât think he could get any harder.
 You could feel the thrum of his blood pumping, making his cock pulse in your hand.
 He gripped himself at the base and you let go, albeit reluctantly, when he tugged on his tie. Moving himself forward a little, he rubbed the head across your lips and you desperately wanted to open up and take him in but you refrained.
 âMouth open. Tongue out,â he said, his voice strained and you obeyed.
 Red flushed across your cheeks when his gaze trailed over your face and he groaned, fist tightening around the tie in his hand. He rested the head of his cock on your tongue for just a moment, watching the precum continue to bead out- sliding down into your mouth now instead of being wasted.
 You made an impatient noise that, were you both at home with plenty of time, wouldnât have gone unpunished- but time was of the essence here.
 Sort of.
 âJust admiring the view, princess,â he said after an agonizing moment of simply staying still. Wetness was spreading between your legs, warm and slick and the ache that accompanied it was intense. âYou really do look amazing like that.â
 Toshi pressed further into your mouth, revelling in the hot wet heat that welcomed him.
 He was big and you had to relax your jaw a lot to take him inside but you were more than used to it- seeing as one of his favourite activities was watching you go down on him. He kept going until he was barely brushing the back of your throat and he gave himself a squeeze as though to keep himself in check.
 He let go then and trailed his thumb down, across your bottom lip and chin before pulling away completely.
 âNow suck me off,â he ordered, an edge of strain to his voice.
 You did just that, eager to please him. The tie tightened again around your neck- probably involuntarily as you went to town- but it still spurred a strangled moan out of you that vibrated through his cock.
 He grunted your name, his hips bucking. You could tell that he was restraining himself though, considering you hadnât been thrown clean across the room.
 You hollowed your cheeks and dragged upwards, using the flat of your tongue on the underside of him.
 âThatâs it sweetheart,â he moaned. âJust like that. Youâre so good for Daddy. So hot,â he said mindlessly, a string of incoherent thoughts just spilling from his lips as he got lost in the pleasure of your mouth. You couldnât help but feel a little proud that you could put him in this state just with a blowjob.
 âYouâre perfect baby,â he sighed, his head dropping back to enjoy the feeling of the hot, wet suction on his cock. You traced a line along the vein that protruded from the length of him with the point of your tongue and saw his thigh muscles twitch hard.Â
 Your body sang in response. It had taken you so long to bring him out of his shell at the beginning of your relationship and now here he was- getting sucked off in the middle of an auditorium, singing your praises out loud for anyone to hear.
From convincing him that your age difference didnât bother you in the slightest, to coaxing him into being a little rougher in bed, it had been a long road, getting him to open up about his likes and dislikes. Getting him to put his trust in you. Making him believe that you wouldnât laugh, wouldnât judge him, wouldnât walk away because he had a kink you didnât like.
 But in the end, all of your kinks had actually aligned.
 Choking, domination, praise-
 The day youâd accidentally called him Daddy for the first time, though⊠Oh that had been something else.
 You had been riding him on the living room floor, setting an almost punishing pace that would leave you both spent for the rest of the day. Somehow, you had convinced him to keep the curtains open- the thought of getting caught thrilling you down to the bone even though heâd looked intimidated at the implication.
 Although heâd insisted that you be on top and had even smoothed down his hair to try and stay out of sight and that had made you giggle- the thought of the headlines the next day should you get caught.
 Breaking News! All Mightâs Dick Just As Big As Weâd Expected! Lucky Woman Found Unconscious At Scene!
 Your knees had been red and sore from the rug underneath you but youâd been so mindlessly set on coming that youâd barely noticed.
 His fingers were digging hard into your hips and the moment youâd started bouncing in his lap, his sense of privacy had gone and he was into it- encouraging you to roll your hips, pressing your tits together to push his face between them and spurring you onwards with an absolutely filthy monologue.
 You stood by the fact that it had not been your fault. Especially when heâd started with the whole, âyouâre such a good girlâ shit. You had been close- so close and heâd been panting your praises and the damn words had slipped out without you meaning them to.
 A broken, stilted sob of-
 âFu-uck yeah, harder Daddy!â
 Youâd continued for another three seconds- full porn star mode activated- until youâd realized what youâd just said and all movement had ceased. Apart from the slow raising of your head to look him in the eye, deer in headlights meets startled rabbit, neither of you made a motion to continue.
 âUm⊠I- Sorry, it just slipped out,â youâd said sheepishly, body still thrumming from the thrill of saying it out loud and from the orgasm that had been tantalizingly close. He still hadnât spoken, lips parted as though he wanted to try but was failing spectacularly. âItâs okay if you arenât into it baby!â you had continued hastily. âIf you want we can just forget about it-â
 âNo!â heâd said, finally finding his voice at long last. His hips had snapped upwards, rattling your brain and driving his cock inside again with a new, energized rhythm. âNo, no, no⊠Donât be embarrassed. I liked it,â heâd rumbled, burying his face against your neck, pressing hot, desperate kisses to your skin. âYou can say it again if you want.â
 Who the Hell were you to argue with All Might when he was asking you to do that?
 After that, the age difference, the scars he bore, the kinks you both shared- it all felt much more open. There was a newfound easiness to your relationship. You felt like you could share anything with him and vice versa and because of that, you swiftly discovered that Toshinori was kinky as Hell.
 And just as repressed.
 He didnât dare share those parts of himself before because if they were ever repeated to newspapers or reporters, he would face inevitable ridicule from the general public because he was put on such an untouchable pedestal. It had greatly upset you that because of who he was and what he put on the line every day, he wasnât allowed to be himself even in private.
But heâd never trusted anyone, he told you then, the way he trusted you.
 At the thought of him saying those words to you, you groaned, mouth full as you slid him inside as far as you could. His head snapped back up to stare at you, his lips parting and a throaty moan slipping out. You rolled back, bobbing your head in an easy rhythm and with each downwards stroke, you took him in further.
 Drool made him slick and shiny and easy to take, but you still had to grip his thigh for support the further you went. Once again, the tie around your throat tightened. It was just tight enough now to start making itself known- start to be worrying but the mere feel of it was making your clit throb painfully between your legs.
 You wanted more.
 You wanted him to choke you with it.
 Breathing through your nose now, you let your throat relax and finally took him in as far as you were physically capable. Your wish abruptly came true and the feeling of the head of his cock pressing down the back of your throat, coupled with the tightness of the tie, made you gag around him.
 Toshinori swore, loudly, half in pleasure and half in concern.
 But when he made to pull out of your mouth, the hand that had been gripping his thigh found his ass instead and you refused to let him go. You made a noise of protest and he stopped moving altogether, his stuttering hips trying desperately not to buck into you and make it any worse.
 You had to make a conscious effort to ignore your gag reflex, dropping your head forward to take him in again- albeit a little more carefully than before. Just before he could hit the back of your throat, you slowed down to a crawl, working him in further without making your body panic.
 The sensation wrenched a full body shiver from him, his breath heaving in his broad chest.
 âThatâs my girl,â he praised fervently, his cheeks hot and the muscles in his abdomen fluttering and twitching. âYouâre the best little cocksucker ever, arenât you darling?â You absolutely would have answered if your mouth wasnât currently occupied. His words were turning you on, making you desperate for an orgasm but your hands were far too busy on him to think about touching yourself.
 He would take care of you later, no doubt. So for now, you concentrated on bringing him to the edge.
 Now, usually you werenât one to blow your own horn but in this case, you would openly and quite proudly admit that you had a knack for getting him off. Especially with your mouth. Youâd never given a blowjob with quite as much enthusiasm as you did when it was with him and it was like he knew that.
 He was panting softly, his chest rising and falling above you and making the already straining buttons of his shirt even tauter as his muscles flexed.
 Such was your enjoyment of his reactions that the fact that you kept choking on the tip of his cock was only a mild inconvenience. He tasted hot and salty on your tongue, precum mixing thickly with your saliva and escaping from the corner of your mouth.
 He grit his teeth, a growl half mingled with a moan dragged from his throat at the sight.
 He caught it halfway down your chin with a swipe of his thumb and then tugged on the tie around your neck. Reluctantly, you released him- silently proud of the slick, dark pink throbbing mess that youâd left him in. Your jaw ached, yeah, but it wasnât unbearable and it quickly eased now that he wasnât in your mouth any more.
 You parted your lips in anticipation of his thumb- assuming he wasnât going to let you waste anything.
 âUh-uh, lips closed sweetheart.â
 You raised your eyebrows, amused at his hungry expression and did as he said. But not before biting your bottom lip, dragging your teeth over it to leave it redder than it had been. His shoulders dropped when he heaved a pleased, wanting sigh.
 âAbsolute tease,â he murmured fondly, before smearing the come and saliva across your closed lips to make them shiny.
 Before he could move his hand away, your tongue darted out to catch him and he humoured you instead of giving you a warning tug on the tie. He pressed his thumb between your waiting lips- still sticky with precum and saliva and the groan that he released when you swirled your tongue around him was sinful.
 A full body tremor ran from your toes to your fingertips and he noticed- because this was All Might and he noticed everything. His lips tugged upwards in a devastatingly attractive smirk- the kind you would see on a villainâs face in the heat of battle.Â
It was so unusual, but fuck did it look good on him.
 Your palms flattened on his muscular thighs, sliding upwards and drinking in the warmth radiating from him under your fingertips. More than anything you wanted to pull his pants down further- feel his skin under your hand but he was calling the shots and you didnât dare. There was also the fact that if anyone were to walk in they would get an eyeful off his bare ass and no-one was allowed that privilege but you.
 He smoothed his fingers across your cheek, cupping your face in his massive hand and tilting your head up to look at him. Honestly, you must have looked like a disaster zone.
 Cheeks red with arousal, practically panting, lips parted in anticipation.
 That only seemed to turn him on more. His eyes flashed with lust and his tongue darted out and what you wouldnât give right now to be able to read his mind. When he took his hand away to grip the base of his cock, you whined pathetically. You didnât really know what you wanted though and right now you didnât have the words to actually vocalize it either.
 Did you need to come? Absolutely.
 Did you also need to have his cock back in your mouth? Yes, with a capital Y.
 Not to mention the tie was going a little slack and you were beginning to miss the tightness around your throat. A thought quickly crossed your mind that made you clench your thighs, shivering under the pulse of arousal that washed over you. You wanted his hand around your throat instead.
 Toshinori cocked his head to the side, still stroking himself.
 You tugged on his pinstripe slacks and then pitched forward to press an open mouthed kiss against the shaft of his cock- sloppily almost missing and kissing his fingers too. You were shaking, trembling with the sweet ache and you desperately needed something to take the edge off.
 âColour?â he asked, tugging you away gently by the tie.
 âYellow,â you breathed, clit throbbing with tension that you couldnât do anything about and your body tightly thrumming.
 He seemed genuinely surprised by your choice, though the silken material around your throat went slack almost immediately and he took a swift step away from you- giving you the space that you didnât actually want. All you really wanted was an opportunity to talk openly.
 âAre you alright?â he asked, concern lacing his tone as he took in your dishevelled state- as though he was seeing what heâd done to you clearly for the first time. âIs the tie too tight? Do you need some water or-â
 You waved him off with your hand, trying to catch your breath long enough to actually speak. Your throat was dry sure, but not for the reason he was thinking. Goddamn this man and the things he did to you- whether he meant them or not.
 âNo- No Toshi,â you answered, breathlessly, chest heaving. âIâm fine, I just- Please, I want your hand instead of the tie.â
 The only indication that he was surprised by the request was a quirk of his eyebrows.
 âOh,â he snorted softly, his cock bobbing back and forth with every movement he made. Your gaze zoned in on it, lips parting almost expectantly despite still being on a momentary time out. âYou had me worried there for a second. I thought you werenât enjoying yourself.â
 âYou know me better than that, Toshi,â you admonished, tugging at his slacks again. When he didnât move, a pleading whine caught in your throat.
 âMâ waiting sweetheart,â he sing-songed lightly and you shivered from head to toe as the game began again. The tie drew taught, almost too quickly as his excitement got the better of him. A strangled gasp cut off in the air as you looked up at him, wondering how he seemed so composed while you were basically reduced to pieces on the floor.
 âPlease, Daddy,â you pouted, impatient but still willing to give him what he wanted.
 The words and the sight of you, basically begging on your knees, urged him into action and any further teasing he might have been considering was abandoned. You both needed to come, that much was clear and drawing it out any longer wasnât helping either of you.
 Long, powerful fingers curled around your throat and your pussy throbbed as though an electric current had passed between you both. Granted, from the way he was staring at you as he ducked down to reach you, it might as well have.
 You were pliant and easily led, rising to your feet with the barest hint of a tug. You wrapped a hand over his wrist to steady yourself, thrilled when as usual, your fingers didnât stand a chance of meeting around it.
 He squeezed and your legs quivered, a tremble wracking your thighs.
 His other hand had abandoned the tie now and instead swept up over your thigh as he walked you backwards. You hit the desk with a bump but Toshinori didnât give you more than a second to get your bearings. He leaned past you and despite the mess you would have to clear up before you both went home, he swept one big arm across the surface of the desk to clear it for you.
 Everything scattered in a wide arc but you were much too busy lifting yourself up to sit on the edge, your boyfriendâs fingers tightening ever so slightly around your neck. His hand was so damn big that his fingers actually met around the circumference and knowing that did little to quell the heat in your belly.
 âBaby,â you muttered needily but Toshi was already sweeping forward to kiss you- all tongue and teeth and he really didnât seem to care that you probably tasted of his own cock right now because the way his tongue pressed and licked at your own was almost obscene.
 You were, officially, a disaster zone of a human being.
 Toshi squeezed again and you broke away from his kiss with a choked moan of desperation. The week long drought had finally, finally broken you.
 âPlease,â you whined. âPlease, please, please-â
 He was already unbuttoning your jeans, thick fingers fumbling on the button and zipper until at last you batted his hand away and did it yourself, ignoring his chuckle at how eager you were. His cock jutted proudly from his open pants and his shirt had come untucked at some point that you couldnât remember but it gave him a dishevelled, âjust fuckedâ look that was doing things to you.
 Not that there was much more to be done.
 The whole thing was reminding you of the picture heâd sent you two days ago and what you wouldnât have given to have been there that time too.
 He let go of your neck briefly to help you out of your jeans and panties, stripping you from the waist down.
 A moment later and his hands went in two different directions.
 One cupped between your legs, forcing them apart as he dipped his two middle fingers between the lips of your pussy. A breath caught in his chest. You had been soaking wet ever since heâd told you to get on your knees for fuckâs sake. The other hand, to your relief, went right back where you wanted it to be.
 He pressed you backwards on the now empty desk until your back level with the surface and you were staring up at the ceiling. You were almost vibrating in anticipation, hitching your knees up to rest on his hips and locking your ankles at the small of his back.
 Toshi hovered over you, all solid muscle and wolfish grin and you almost leaned up for a kiss before remembering that doing so would lead to you choking under his hand. You hadnât had sex with him in this muscular form for a while now and sometimes you forgot just how fucking strong his grip was.
 Instead, you rolled your lower body upwards to encourage him to move and in doing so, accidentally rubbed yourself on his fingers.
 The sudden jolt of pressure against your clit went straight to your head and much to your utter shame, you mewled like a goddamn kitten. You made a fucking noise that sounded so pathetic it almost made you throw your hands up and put a stop to the whole thing.
 He was staring at you, eyebrows raised and eyes wide.
 âNot a word!â you warned, game forgotten for a moment- along with any urgency you might have had over being in public like this. âWe are never, ever speaking of that again,â you muttered, face flushed with mortification when he opened his mouth to speak. âIf I ever make a noise like that again, I want you to throw me into the sun- Oh fuck!â
 Toshinori, was now beaming from ear to ear, smug that heâd drawn it out of you.
 He very clearly disagreed with the verdict youâd given and once again, he dragged the pads of his thick fingers upwards to circle your clit lazily- and anything else that was about to come out of your mouth morphed into a pleased moan.
 âAh, ah, ah, kitten,â he said and you scowled at him despite the throbbing, delicious pleasure he was currently providing you. You supposed that the flush on your face and the little pants you were letting out did nothing to make you seem intimidating. âI think that that was one of my favourite noises ever. Think I can make you make it again?â he asked, nuzzling between your breasts and your hardened nipples tingled against the fabric of your bra.
 âYouâd better fucking not-â you tried to say.
 But all of a sudden, Toshiâs hand tightened around your throat and you gasped as he loomed over you. His fingers began to move in tight, fast little circles- the kind he would use when he wanted you to come quickly and you could already feel the building tension in your thighs and stomach as he glanced between you both to see what he was doing.
 He licked his lips and breathed out an appreciative sigh at the sight, squeezing your throat again.
 âListen to Daddy, kitten,â he repeated, all no nonsense because apparently the game had begun again and hooray for you because you were absolutely about to win. âBecause that wasnât a request. Now, what do we say?â he asked and then dipped his fingers low and inside you, making the words youâd managed to get out break in the middle.
 âYes! Y-es, Daddy!â you choked out, eyes watering as he fucked you with his fingers. God, the stretch was fantastic. He didnât hold back either, keeping an almost punishing rhythm that had you gasping for air.
 He curled them ever so slightly and you shuddered, hips jerking upwards in a desperate attempt to either get closer or relieve the pressure. You had no idea which because his hand was choking you tightly enough that the only real thoughts in your head were badly strung together swear words.
 âThatâs what I like to hear,â he hummed, pleased and for the second time today, he ran his tongue across his teeth and grinned at you. Even though most thoughts were being railed out of your head at an amazing speed, you did manage to notice that he was beginning to look a little desperate himself- despite the cool, calm demeanour he was presenting.
 You clenched your muscles around his fingers experimentally and sure enough, his jaw tightened- smile gone and his eyes predatory.
 âSince weâre in public, there isnât enough time to do all the things I want to do to you⊠But we can make do, sweetheart, canât we?â he asked and you nodded. You didnât care what kind of marathon you were signing up to later as long as he kept going right now and did. Not. Stop.
 Then his fingers were gone and the fat head of his cock was parting your pussy, bearing down to push inside you. You arched you back as you cried out and Toshi shushed you sweetly, although he kept the grip on your neck firm so that you wouldnât move around too much.
 Knowing that these hands could hit hard enough to level a city block only served to make you wetter than you already were and the pressure of his cock pushing into you was leaving you breathless. You made another pathetic noise- still stretching around him as he pressed on further.
 âColour, kitten?â he asked suddenly, eyeing your absolutely wrecked expression.
 âGreen! Green, baby please!â you bucked, trying to take him in faster. Toshinori snorted and held you firmly- despite your protest and plea for him to hurry things along. You might be well practiced in taking his cock, but that didnât mean it didnât require a good amount of preparation and it wasnât something he was willing to just rush.
 He didnât care if someone walked in and you had to stop altogether. He refused to let you get hurt just because you were both too eager to do this safely.
 On the other hand, you were holding onto his wrist for dear life with both hands, your fingers digging in and urging him to go faster.
 Splaying his free hand wide across your belly, Toshi held you still and with a short sharp thrust he finally felt the head of his cock push inside you. You made a noise of extreme satisfaction and now it was just a matter of slowly inching himself in bit by bit. He did so, as slowly as he could stand until he felt like you were at your limit.
 You were shaking, because if he didnât move in the next three seconds you were going to move for him. Fuck the game at this point, he was teasing you to the point of absolute madness-
 Toshi watched your face as he pulled out and thrust back in, easy and slow to begin with. Your reaction was instantaneous.
 You cried out, hips rolling and one hand sliding up along his arm to grip what you could of his bicep. He smirked and did it again, loving the way your head pressed back against the wood and how fucking amazing his hand looked around your throat.
 You were on a whole other goddamn planet right now.
 Breathing was getting slightly difficult but not impossible and if you tapped his arm twice he would know to lighten up. You werenât at your limit yet though and so you simply touched him where you could reach, needing the heat of his skin beneath your palms.
 His hand tightened again as he groaned, loudly and sinfully- like this was the most religious experience heâd ever had. Your vision blurred for a moment and the pressure in your stomach was twisting, winding tighter and tighter until it was dangerously close to snapping.
 Your whole body was lighting up, nerve endings firing and Toshi was now picking up the pace of his thrusts. He was still keeping them steady but his tempo increased, and the slick warmth between your legs was making your head spin. Or maybe it was the lack of oxygen-
 Fuck, you needed to breathe.
 You tapped his arm twice and his grip immediately lessened, eyes flashing towards your face in concern. But as youâd agreed on, he didnât stop fucking you or remove his hand from your neck. That would have been three taps- and you were nowhere near fucked out enough for that yet.
 You sucked in a full breath, glad for the oxygen.
 âOkay baby?â he asked, leaning over you to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth. You nodded, finding the perfect opportunity to thread your fingers through the hair on the back of his head. Such were the perks of having an absurdly tall boyfriend. He could comfortably fuck you and lean over to kiss you at the same time.
 He sighed into the kiss, hips snapping forward and you bit down on his bottom lip- before sucking it lightly. Toshi made a noise of pleasure but it was drowned out by your keening cry when he reached down to rub at your clit again.
 âTighter again?â he asked after a moment of letting you catch your breath and you nodded eagerly, mouth falling open as he applied the pressure in increments. Bit by bit he strengthened his grip and you watched, fascinated as the muscles in his arm flexed while he did.
 He stopped moments before it became too much. The whole time heâd been carefully and precisely finding the sweet spot around your throat, heâd been keeping a steady pace between your thighs. He wasnât bottoming out- having not really had the time or space to really prepare you for that absolutely magnum task.
 So you both settled for shallower thrusts, keeping the pace quick as you raced to the edge.
 Toshi was panting against your shoulder and your inner muscles were fluttering around him, almost there. So close it was killing you. If he slowed down right now, you were going to kill him. Thankfully, he seemed to be all out of fucks to give and he smirked when your nails dug into his wrist, baring his teeth and sinking them into your shoulder.
 You bucked almost painfully hard, a choked, cut off cry of his name leaving your lips. He let go, laving the bite with his tongue thoughtfully, soothing the sting. The thumb of the hand that was around your throat was rubbing up and down your jawline, gently reminding you not to get too carried away.
 But you were so close to coming right now that your attention was elsewhere- chasing the pleasure he was giving you with a one track mind. His whole upper body was covering yours now and the hand you had buried in his hair trailed down so you could hook your arm around his back.
 Palm flat, you took a second to appreciate the roll of his muscles under his shirt.
 He nuzzled you, forehead pressing against the side of your head and his mouth close to your ear so you could hear every shaky, barely held together inhale and exhale.
 âSo good, sweetheart. Youâre such a good girl,â he said and you squeezed your knees into his sides to let him know that you appreciated his praise. A lot. If there was one way to get you to do anything it was to call you a good girl and Toshinori knew and exploited that fact all the damn time. âYou want to come? Yeah?â he asked as if it wasnât obvious from the absolute state of you underneath him.
 He squeezed when you didnât answer and you managed a pathetic-
 âYes please Daddy.â
 -that was hoarse and pleading and fuck, please, please, please was all you could think. You needed to come. You had needed it all fucking week and that picture that heâd sent you had nearly stopped your heart on the spot. It was all youâd thought about for hours at a time.
 He was all youâd thought about.
 âIâm close too, kitten,â he huffed out, raising himself up on one forearm so he loomed over you again. âTighter?â he asked again and you nodded as best you could, feeling his hips pick up speed even more. This was it. He choked you as tight as you could handle without tapping out and thrust forward at such an angle that he managed to brush against your clit at long last.
 The result was instantaneous.
 Your orgasm whited you out. It spread from your fingers to your toes and hit every nerve with a fucking baseball bat on the way down. If no-one knew what was going on in here before then they would definitely know now- considering you had just screamed Toshinoriâs name loud enough to be heard across town.
 Between your garbled sobs and pleading and moans of his name mixed with obscenities, Toshi was barely holding on to himself. The strong contraction of your muscles around his cock was suddenly too much and he lost the battle to see you through to the end of your orgasm.
 He groaned, long and low when his balls tightened and he came- panting your name as his hips jerked repeatedly. You could feel the tremble in his muscles between your legs and the sweet, fulfilling sensation of him filling you up.
 He wasnât as deep as he would normally be though and the result was a mess, your mixed come dripping out around his cock and down your ass- pooling on the table below.
 His forehead dropped to the wood beside you as you both slumped at the same time, utterly exhausted.
 âHow are you holding up princess? You alright?â he asked after a long moment of simply breathing in time to yours- noticing the way your eyes were shut and your breathing was still hard.
 Opening your eyes at last, you smoothed your hand across the broad plane of his back, scratching your nails in a soft line between his shoulder blades. His whole body trembled again- both from little aftershocks and the fact that he was nearing his limit on holding this form.
 âAlright?â you snorted. âAlright? Are you kidding me, Toshinori? Iâm pretty sure that Iâm not walking out of here. At least⊠not in a straight line.â
 Your laughter was infectious and he joined in, the pair of you giggling like teenagers, exhausted and spent and covered in various fluids. You would have been content to lay there like that with him at home, keeping him inside you while you played with his hair and gave him massive heart eyes. But it was quickly dawning on the both of you that hanging around in the open like this any longer was definitely going to get you caught.
 Toshi groaned when he pulled out of you and stood up straight, rubbing his back. He grumbled something under his breath about âgetting oldâ and you managed to lift your head to look at him- incredulous.
 âYeah, Iâm pretty sure old guys donât fuck like you do baby,â you informed him smugly, absolutely loving the way his cheeks flushed as though he hadnât been choking you and calling himself âdaddyâ not five minutes before. This man was a study in fucking opposites sometimes and it only endeared him to you even more.
 He groaned when he twisted from side to side and you took pity on him, despite not being able to move much yourself.
 âBabe, why donât you just change back now? You have to be exhausted.â
 He shot you a grateful look and then did just that- a blast of air and smoke and there he was in all of his skinny glory- dwarfed in a suit that was now ten times too big for him. Considering that his pants were still splayed open at the top, gravity dictated that they almost immediately fall down to his ankles.
 âDamn,â he huffed and glared down at them, unamused at both that and your resulting laughter.
 âThereâs no way I can bend down for those,â he said, face absolutely deadpan and despite the ache in your whole damn body, you were wracked with giggles as he stared forlornly at his pants. He glanced over at you, content to lay there for a moment longer while he worked out his dilemma. âLittle help?â
 âOh, Daddy, thereâs no hope of that. My legs are done. Anyone could walk in right now and I wouldnât give a shit,â you explained, raising the only part of you that wasnât all fucked out. You lifted your head and grinned at him- his expression amused and exasperated in equal measure. âBesides, I need to get my breath back.â
 He laughed, short and sharp and finally found the energy to bend at the waist and pull his pants up. He had to tighten the belt as much as he possibly could to make them stay put, but eventually they complied and he wandered over to you- holding your panties and jeans in one hand.
 He dangled them over your head and you managed a lazy grab, giggling again as he pulled them out of your reach.
 Then his eyes flickered down to your throat and he frowned suddenly, reaching out to rub gently over the redness heâd left behind. You were still quite content to sag back against the desk, knowing that when you moved at last it would mean cleaning up the mess you had both made of the hall.
 âAre you sure youâre okay? I know you like being choked sweetheart but Iâm always worried that I overdo it,â he said, concerned as he always was after a particularly intense session. Your expression softened at the way he worried, feeling a wave of affection for him.
 You really wouldnât have him any other way. No one worried about you like he did.
 You caught his hand in yours and brought it to your lips to kiss his palm.
 âI loved it and I love you and I had a great time.â
 His expression changed in an instant, a winning smile gracing his skinny features and you returned it without even thinking.
 âLove you too sweetheart,â he responded softly and you gave his hand one last kiss before finally summoning the energy to stand at long last. Using the desk behind you for support, you tiredly shimmied back into your pants while your boyfriend went about gathering the papers that had been strewn around the floor.
 It was only when you glanced at him after a moment, did it dawn on you what he was holding. What youâd almost been fucked on top of.
 The exam papers.
 The now messy, out of order, exam papers.
 Hell Week had struck again and when Toshinori caught your eye, he immediately paused in what he was doing to look down at the papers in his hand too.
 âOh,â he said after a long, long moment of staring at them blankly. âWell fuck.â