I don't wanna see height, skin colour (especially red/pink ANYTHING {ffs omg}), hair colour/length/texture, etc. (unless the reader is a species other than human)
I love y'all but omg 😭 Just label it a self-insert 😃
ꕥ warnings: dom/sub implications, oral f!recieving, dirty talk, crack ofc this is for fun, slander (sorry lol), black!reader as always, timeskip chargebolt and dynamight
KEIGO TAKAMI - ♾️/10
⊗ he’s a REAL eater.
⊗ you have to cry and beg for him to pop his mouth off you because he has an addiction
⊗ he thinks you taste so good
⊗ there’s not one morning his head doesn’t end up between your thighs
⊗ and at events, he’ll find a way to pull you to the nearest bathroom and get a quick one out because you just looked too good
⊗ he loves having you sit on his face
⊗ “imma eat it. AHHHHH”
⊗ he doesn’t care if you just got off of work or if you’re tired he needs your pussy on his tongue stat.
⊗ he’s such a slut.
“please- ‘s too much~!”
“c‘mon i know you got one more, i got you~”
TOUYA TODOROKI - 3/10
⊗ you thought he was an eater…?
⊗ you’re funny.
⊗ yeah unfortunately mr. long dick over here doesn’t like eating pussy
⊗ his ego is bigger than his dick
⊗ however,
⊗ on the rare occasion that he’s feeling extra nice, he’ll do more than plunge his fingers into you before he makes you take him from the back
“o-oh~..!”
“couldn’t help myself…too fuckin’ wet…”
ENJI TODORKI - 0/10
⊗ like father like son (he’s much worse)
⊗ he’s not particularly a…. giver
⊗ he’s a meanie he’d rather manhandle you instead
⊗ he don’t even like his wife and kids so what makes you think he likes you enough to eat you out
⊗ besides….even if he tried…it wouldn’t be…well…good.
⊗ he’s too rough he might bite your shit i don’t know pookie
⊗ if you beg him enough he’ll do it for like a split second
⊗ you immediately regret your decision
⊗ help him.
“wait- it’s ok it’s o-ok. nevermind…”
“what’s wrong?”
SHOTA AIZAWA - 7/10
⊗ he likes to pretend he doesn’t like giving head
⊗ but you catch him on one of those days….
⊗ he becomes a different man
⊗ and he’s mean with it, too
⊗ your thighs will have bruises from the way he forces your legs open
⊗ he likes eating you out before just because he feels satisfied having you weak before he even fucks you
⊗ he’ll edge you and tease you just to have you begging him to cum
“stay fuckin’ still, or you’re not cummin’. understand?”
MIRIO TOGATA - 10/10
⊗ yes i’m sneaking my man in here. i do not care.
⊗ he’s a certified munch y’all hate to say it
⊗ he gets it from fatgum.
⊗ (i would put him in here but then imma get nasty)
⊗ please just sit on his face and give him three minutes you will be dripping before he even puts it in
⊗ he massages your thighs and kisses your clit ‘cause he really is just so in love with you
⊗ not only will he shove his head between your thighs before he fucks you just to get a quick taste
⊗ he’ll clean you up after he fucks you, tastes himself and you
⊗ he’s a huge giver
⊗ please marry him
“such a pretty pussy, baby…’m gonna clean you right up~”
BAKUGOU KATSUKI - 9/10
⊗ oh give him five minutes
⊗ put him between your legs and he’s done for
⊗ he’s a nasty FREAK and he cannot hide it in this predicament.
⊗ he swears up and down ‘he doesn’t eat pussy’ to all his friends and every girl who brings it up
⊗ but if it’s his baby? someone he’s really into?
⊗ you see a completely different side of him
⊗ and he makes everything so messy
⊗ he’s so focused when he does it and when he looks up at you… you are done for
⊗ he can make you cum quick to get you wet enough to just slip in– then he gets right to business
“kats~…”
“taste so good…so fucking good..”
DENKI KAMINARI - 11/10
⊗ y’all thought i wasn’t gonna put him here?
⊗ he refers to himself as an eater
⊗ he has no shame
⊗ he’ll eat it in the morning, for lunch, after dinner, for dessert- he really doesn’t care
⊗ he definitely can get off just from giving you head
⊗ the feeling of you dripping down his chin and the sound of your moans is enough to get him up
⊗ you will be orgasming more than once
⊗ and he can go on for hours if he really wanted to
SYPNOSIS : in part one i gave y’all some of the best, and worst eaters in the my hero universe… but did i cover all of them? (i’ll be making multiple parts of these for different universes so take this as my kinktober 😽)
CONTENT : oral (f!receiving), dom/sub undertones, dom!reader featured, timeskip obv, black!reader, fingering, facesitting, ass play, dirty talk, praise, degradation, public/risky sex, spanking, ass eating if you squint, all dat nasty sh*t!
☆ TAMAKI AMAJIKI : 9/10
what a pathetic soul he is.
tamaki is hard to break out his shell— especially sexually. but, once you do… you’ll be surprised. this man yearns and aches for you to suffocate him between your thighs, and he will die a happy man.
whenever he comes home after a long day and needs something to calm him down, you always find yourself laid out on your shared bed with his face stuffed in your wet cunny. through your moans you can hear him murmur “so sweet.. love this pussy so much..” as he slurps you up for everything you have left.
oh, and please sit on his face.
“mmfuck tama~… yess good boy… right there..” you moan out in bliss as his slender fingers dig into your thighs. you can hear him whining, jerking his hips up into nothing almost pathetically. the sounds of him slurping you and whimpering into your heat nearly drown out your own moans. and when he finally brings you to your high, you can always find a sticky, wet spot in his boxers.
☆ TASHIRO TOYOMITSU: ♾️/10 (i told y’all i was putting my man)
age will never stop this man from eating you off the bone. HE TALMBOUT INNIT!
and he’s the nastiest.
“c’mere pretty, let daddy take care’a ya… lemme have that sweet lil’ pussy” within seconds, he’s pulling you by your thighs, flipping you over and practically ripping your dampened panties off you. he hates dinners so much, which is funny considering his name is fatgum. but no— you’re the only thing he was thinking about eating tonight.
he licks a long stripe from your puckering hole all the way up to your puffy clit, smearing your creamy arousal all between your folds. “o-oh my fucking goddd~..!” you moan, gripping the sheets under you as he mercilessly sucks on your clit. he hums lowly in response, stuffing you with his thick fingers as you easily cream onto them just how he wants you to.
your moans fill the room as he takes cares of you so perfectly, giving enough attention to your clit and entrance to where he can slip a thumb into your ass, slightly teasing your hole and overwhelming you with pleasure. you almost don’t even notice when he sneaks his tongue in, eating you from behind as he fingers your now dripping pussy.
then, he harshly smacks your ass, watching the soft flesh jiggle as he brings his mouth off you. “all of this is mine.. gonna be here all night.”
☆ TOMURA SHIGARAKI: 4/10
…here’s how this goes,
your boyfriend likes to try a lot of things with you. it’s no secret he’s a freak and he likes to show you how bad it is. so when you finally sit on his face, he’s a man who can die happy in hell heaven.
“tomura~… yess~… keep going~…” you moan softly, riding his face as he whines and moans under you. he even let you tie him up so he wouldn’t have urge to grab you and you could simply use him.
he slurped up all your juices leaking from your pussy onto his lips and face, his tongue swirling around your clit and the friction of his lips rubbing against you. “mmph baby~…” he murmured, the tight strain in his pants leaving a building knot in his stomach.
then, you feel him tense up under you right as you started to feel an orgasm come on. you whine, riding his face more feverishly in hopes of him going faster. he loves edging you, and he knows he’s mean. “don’t stop… tomu..” you whine, looking down at him under you. you see the look on his face, and it’s almost enough to make you cum on the spot— but then..
“wait… give me.. a second..” he says, panting as he gestures you to get off him. he came in his pants, just from you sitting on his face.
he’s never felt the touch of a woman. be serious. you thought he was doing this for you?
☆ KIRISHIMA EIJIROU: 7.5/10
he eats it before he puts it in like a real man.
“you need me to eat you?” he asks as he pulls away from your lips, wanting to make sure you were ready enough for him to fuck you. you eagerly nod, cause why would you ever turn down head? “lay down.”
he slowly slips off your panties, licking his lips at the sight of your pretty, wet pussy waiting to be tended to. he rubs your clit slowly, watching you squirm and whine. “mmm look at you… that’s my pussy right there..”
he gets down between your thighs right where you need him, throwing your legs over his shoulder as he wastes no time getting to work. his tongue work might not be anything extraordinary, but his fingers are magical. they’re perfectly big and stretch you out so much more than you expect. “ouu fuckkk~..”
your moans only motivate him to suck your clit with more fever, earning more whines and moans from your mouth— and more slick from your pussy. he slowly pulls his mouth off once he feels like you’re wet enough, eagerly taking off the pants restraining him.
and when he finally slides into you, he thanks all his lucky stars that he has you in his life. “fuckkk yes… so fuckin’ wet..”
☆ IZUKU MIDORIYA: 10/10
now mr. teacher man right here will teach you that you’ve never gotten head this good before. all that mumbling and you think he doesn’t know how to work that mouth?
your boyfriend was finally on his way to come over after being at work, and you’d been a bit, pent up. what started as laying in your bed watching a show together turned into some kissing… then turned into…
“zuku~.. right there~..” you whimpered, your hips being held down to the mattress by strong hands as his soft lips were making love to your clit. his thumb softly circled your anus, occasionally grabbing a handful of your ass and lifting you up to his mouth— since he had you squirming so much.
he took his mouth off you for a quick second with a soft pop! as his thumb circled your messy clit. “stay still, angel..” he quickly murmured, before tongue fucking your leaking entrance. you moaned out as your grabbed onto his hair, your orgasm already building up in your stomach. “please… please ‘m gonna cum~…”
you didn’t need to tell him twice.
he moved his thumb and tongue faster, bringing you to your orgasm… and then another one after that. you had to beg him to stop because he really was about to give you a third one.
the phone is propped on the pillows, screen glowing while katsuki’s flushed face fills one side and the camera stays pointed straight down at your wrecked body.
eijiro’s been pounding you for hours now, thick cock still buried deep, every thrust making wet, squelching noises as it pushes more of his earlier loads out of your swollen cunt. your thighs are shiny with slick and cum, the sheets beneath you soaked through, and your voice is already hoarse from all the moaning.
katsuki’s breathing hard on the other end, fist working his cock in quick, rough strokes. “look at that messy fucking pussy,” he growls, voice low and ragged. “you two have been going at it for hours and you’re still dripping everywhere. shit, i can see fucking puffy she is, eiji. keep fucking her f'me.”
eijiro’s hips snap harder, the creamy ring around his base getting thicker with every thrust. “fuuuck, baby, you’re taking it so good,” he pants, big hand gripping your thigh to spread you wider. “been letting me use this cunt all night and you’re still so tight. mmph, sweetie—yeah, just like that. good girl.”
your head lolls back, tongue hanging out, eyes glassy and unfocused. every brutal thrust knocks another broken sound out of you. “eiji—haaahh—t-too much, i can’t—kats, p-please, it’s s'deep—i’m—m'gonna—” your words dissolve into high, pathetic whimpers as he keeps fucking you through it.
“you can take it,” eijiro groans, leaning down to mouth at your neck while his pace stays relentless. “gonna make y'squirt again, pretty girl. i know you got more in you. mmph, soak my cock—fuuuckk. come on, let it out.”
katsuki’s fist blurs faster on screen. “moaning like a fuckin' slut...eiji, make her cum while i watch. fuck, i’m so hard it hurts—wish i was there pounding your hole open with him.”
eijiro’s fingers find your swollen nub and he rubs fast, messy circles. the pressure builds fast, your whole body tensing up before you explode again. clear fluid sprays out around his cock, soaking his abs and chest in hot bursts while your cunt spasms wildly. “cumming mnghh—cumming again—haaaahh—f-fuuuckkk...eiji, katsuki, p-please—!”
“that’s it, good fucking girl,” eijiro praises, still pounding through your orgasm, cock glistening. “look at you squirting all over me again. such a messy little slut for us.”
katsuki’s breathing turns into rough grunts. “g'nna cum—fuuck—making me cum with that fucking greedy little pussy.” thick ropes of cum spurt across his phone camera, blurring the view in white streaks as he groans your name.
you’re still twitching and babbling, voice cracking. “kats… eiji… love you—hahh, love when you watch me get fucked like this…”
eijiro slows but stays buried deep, kissing your temple while his hips give lazy, shallow thrusts. “we got you, sweetheart. just keep on being good for us.”
Ever since Deku seen you and Bakugo have sex 3 days ago that night he haven’t been able to stare at neither of you the same.
He haven’t been this jittery and defensive since he thought shoto knew about the truth of his quirk all those years ago.
Everyday during a lecture he sits a row behind you and Bakugo and all he could do is stare and noticing the small interactions you both do,
like how Bakugo lends you his pen without word, how you casually steal his water bottle to sip on, how he leans over to make an incoherent comment causing you to giggle and playfully push him,
did he whisper something sexual to you?
Deku’s mind was racing a mile a minute, he felt his freckled tan cheeks get hot when you would approach him with your doting smile to talk.
All he can see is your face when you cum from getting head.
Or when you laugh/yawn, around him his eyes target on you.
All he can hear were you moans when Bakugo slips his dick inside you. You sound so different, and cuter.
Bakugo isn’t free from Deku’s stares either, he’s a straight guy, but he is confident in his masculinity to know Bakugo is a good looking guy and he gets embarrassed seeing the vast difference between him alone with you vs in public.
Was he always like this?
The way how his eyebrows are always furrowed, even though he’s not mad.
But they’re relaxed and content when he’s laid with you, inside you.
The way how his raspy deep voice pretty much gravels when he speaks.
But it’s softer when he speaks with you.
Everything pretty much changed in his mind about you both to the point he started to add more notes about you two in his notebook.
“Y/N: Her weak spot is on her ear. She’s very clingy—-
Bakugo: Weak spot on his neck. Curses more than usual when he’s close—-“
It’s shameful, but he can’t really help himself. He swears he’ll tell you one day, but he is 95% sure Bakugo will find out and risk being the #50 ranked hero to kill him.
Especially if he found out since then he past by your door every late night to hear you both again.
Deku has been trying to avoid you since, but he’s your best friend and you have no issue figuring it out if there was something wrong with your best friend.
“Hey, Zuzu…can we talk?”
You see his eyes practically pop out of his head to your touch on his shoulder, “Y-yes! What’s up?”
You pull him to the side by the bench, “You okay? You been ignoring my text the past few days. I missed my gaming buddy.” You playfully shove his shoulder to get a chuckle out of him, but all he could do was pull out an awkward one, “You okay?”
He couldn’t tell you. Not now, he couldn’t let you know he watched you get fucked, he couldn’t tell you how turned on it made him, and he definitely could not tell you how he got off to it.
As pretty and innocent as your eyes looked right now, in the back of Deku’s mind he knew, he knew EXACTLY what you really were.
His adam’s apple bobs up and down, trying to examine your face for a moment he notices the mark on your neck, “Did you hurt yourself?”
When he points to your bruise you jump, “Dammit ‘Suki.”
“Oh, yes! I ran into a pole the other day sparring. I’m okay.”
Liar. Dirty little liar.
“Well I’m fine I just…been a little distracted.”
“Oh?” You were giggly to know the tea with your bestie, “Girl trouble?”
“What?”
“You and Ochaco. I know you both are close….having a hard time trynna ask her out?”
“N-no! Nothing like that we’re …okay . I haven’t properly asked her out even though we—-not important I was just—“
“Yo.”
For some reason Bakugo’s rugged voice made Izuku freeze in his sentence, as if the air got sucked out of his own throat.
“Here. For yesterday. Now I don’t owe you again.”
A wad of cash was placed in your hand, you jokingly fan it and smile, “well well well, looks like I’m 7,300 yen richer. Thank you.”
“Tch.” He scoffs and readjust his eyes at Deku while you put your money in your wallet, “Also, Aizawa said we have work study together, Deku. Tomorrow at 10am don’t be late and make me look bad.”
“Y-yeah. Got it.”
Bakugo noticed his cheeks blushing, it ticked him off a little seeing as he knew Deku knew about the assignment with him, and he could’ve easily zelle’d you the money back he owed you it’s just—-
He felt a little bit of jealously when he seen how close you were sitting beside Izuku.
He trusts you both completely, he knew Deku wasn’t into you and he knew you weren’t into Deku, many nights were spent between you both explaining that, and his excuse to approach you both was silly, but he couldn’t help it.
Your Blondie stared at you one last time, kind of similar to a warning glare and walked off, “He’s so silly. Anyway. What were you saying?”
“Uh….nothing actually, but maybe this weekend we can go to the arcade or something?”
“Of course, yeah totally. Just making sure you’re okay.”
After practically running off the rest of the day went by quick, he spent it in his room, pacing, writing, pacing and writing, all the way until 11pm. That’s when he heard the small patter of footsteps next door.
When Deku creaked open his door his heart began to race, there you were, in your little silk night down being pulled into Bakugo’s room. Once his door clicks his feet moved before his thoughts did and he tip toed to it, leaning his ear beside the door, he could just barely hear what you two were talking about.
“You make me jealous on purpose don’t you?”
“No, you make yourself jealous, ‘Suki, you know I only want you—-aaahh!”
Once he heard your pretty noises again he immediately ran to his room to shut the door, in a rush he quickly took down the framed posters above his bed to listen in closely against the wall, it seemed he heard you both a little more clearly now.
It wasn’t long until he began to hear your moans and whispers of Katsuki’s name, a couple comments stating he had to be up early turned into almost an hour of his headboard tapping against the wall. If he pressed his ear hard enough he was able to hear the sloshing wet paps of him fucking you.
Deku tried to imagine the position you both were in, doggy? missionary? to the side again, maybe you were on top he did hear Bakugo make a few strained noises and curses.
He felt guilty imagining it was him instead. His fist right back in his sweats like it was a few days ago, using his imagination to picture your breast bouncing inside his mouth while he suckles as you use him.
It’s wrong he knows, but everybody has their guilty pleasures though, right?
Deku watched you and Bakugo fucking and haven’t looked at you both the same way since.
Deku KNOWS what sex is, he knows after years of being with other sexually active people and living with other women he has been sexually attracted to, and eventually hormones were bound to take place in everybody in class 3-a and it would be another added topic of discussion after high school graduation.
HE even lost his virginity to Ochako not too long ago.
It was different seeing you both though.
Neither you or Bakugo through out the years seemed interested in anybody, any man that flirted with you, you either brushed them off or completely ignored and Bakugo, despite how pretty he CAN look his attitude usually scare women away, and whether he acknowledges it or not he can be pretty dense so everybody concluded you both aren’t into the dating scene.
It seemed so normal between you both until last night.
When he seen Bakugo in between your thighs.
HE DIDNT MEAN TO WATCH HE SWEARS, but he went to look for his notebook he left in your dorm after a study session and heard your door unlock with Bakugo’s loud mouth ass grumbling for you to hurry up.
Out of panic he fled to your closet and hid there, he doesn’t know why he did, he wasn’t snooping or doing anything wrong, plus bakugo and you trust him enough to freely walk into their dorms, but too late he’s stuck now.
“You’re so needy. And stop poking me with that thing—ah-“
“Mmhm. Shut up.” Bakugo grumbles into your neck, from behind, practically pushing you inside with each thrust of his dick. “Y’pissed me off today.”
“Don’t I always—-AAAOWW—MMHPH!”
Your smart remarks get muffled with a harsh hot smack to the ass and a kiss, it definitely sounded like it hurt to Deku, but he watched in shock seeing him caress your ass under your skirt.
His green eyes grew twice its size, Bakugo had lifted off your shirt, and began his attack on your neck and cheek while he undid his belt with one hand, “Fuck you smell good.”
Throwing off his black tank top and laying you on the bed, “You taste even better though.”
The mixed sounds of your giggles and moans as his lips puncture your skin from your neck down to your tits to suckle on made Deku reluctantly twist his legs,
He was getting hard.
He never viewed you in this way, yes, you were a beautiful woman, but after knowing you since middle school his crushes towards you have came and gone eventually developing into a brother and sister relationship.
….but it may change now.
“Oh ‘Suki~” You sigh softly, tilting your head to the side to get a good look at your nasty Blondie. His nose resting atop of your pussy as his lips were wrapped around your tiny clit, you felt the ministration of the back and forth suckles which made your jaw slack.
Deku looked away reluctantly, covering his eyes feeling some guilt. This was a private matter between you both, even if it was a shock he still felt like he was intruding. And boy he tried.
He tried so hard to just keep his eyes closed until you both were finished, but the noises you made not only drove Bakugo insane , but him as well.
“Mmhm.” Katsuki groaned in content inside you, hearing your voice get higher and your breaths get more ragged he knew you were close ,”Mmhm that’s it. That’s it baby c’mon—“
“BABY?!”
Deku thought this was insane to hear, never have he EVER heard Mr. Hardass to ever speak…so sweetly to you?
His big green eyes peaked through the closet door shades , covering his mouth as he almost gasped seeing Bakugo press your thighs back to eat you further, “Fuck…”
Bakugo couldn’t ignore his hard on for long.
And neither could Deku.
“I love your moutthhhhh.” You half moaned half giggled feeling yourself grow closer while your back was arching. Bakugo’s pride always was sky high when he fucked you. And somehow you saying that made Deku….jealous? Just a little, but he couldn’t focus on that too long.
You looked so sexy when you’re cumming, your little cute fingers playing with your nipples. The way you hips buck into Bakugo’s mouth, how soft and whiney your voice gets when you’re crying his name.
Next thing you know Deku’s hands were palming his growing errection.
Nononono he can’t. He can’t get off to his best friends, it’s ….dirty. Bakugo would kill him and you might feel disgusted with him.
But Deku’s mind wasn’t in tandem with his body because his hand was already inside his pants.
“Ssssshit girl I didn’t tell you—-“
“Don’t care.” You words muffled as you lay on your stomach between his thighs, capturing his tip between your lips to suck on . You giggle and moan when you feel a warm hand slap against your ass.
The way how you nearly could take him all in was such a turn on to Deku. You’re the same girl that was just choking on a noodle earlier today at lunch, but now you’re taking in Bakugo’s dick like a champ.
“Fuck…” Deku couldn’t help it his fingers teased his own tip, precum already enough to lube his shaft while he matches the pace of your bobbing head.
Your boyfriend began to massage your ass a little, groaning your name in frustration because he was already so close to cumming, “You and that fucking tongue…”
The green haired boy was also close, watching you made him wish it was him instead of his own best friend you were sucking off.
How many times have you done this with him? Was it yesterday when you both left class? Was it those times you both went to bed early? Deku kept rethinking all those times you both were alone and it was nearly too much he almost took away his own orgasm, so he pumped his dick faster to the view of Bakugo’s fingers slipping inside your soaked cunt.
Who would’ve thought he’d be spending his evening cumming with his best friends.
You and Bakugo were spent. It wasn’t unusual, being pro hero’s in training a night of just oral would sometimes just be enough.
That wasn’t enough for Deku though he thought,
“No no no don’t go to sleep!”
He watched as you and your boyfriend cuddled on top of the covers, breathing still heavy, his big hands grabbed your chin so you can turn and face him to taste yourself on his tongue.
“‘Suki…” you breathed feeling him lift your thigh over his legs, he didn’t even have to move that much to already feel his dick press against your clit.
“Sssh sssh shhh. Just lay down and take it okay? I got you.” His breathing was heavy, though he was exhausted he just couldn’t stop here and he knew you were too so he didn’t mind fucking you while you were half sleep and on your side.
And luckily, Deku had a front view of it, your pussy spreading from the size of his dick, you were doing so good taking him in.
He started to stroke himself again, he was still so sensitive from just cumming, he couldn’t stop though your voice was so fucking attractive all on its own, “S’goooddd~”
Despite the deep long strokes, your boyfriend was so gentle with making sure he wasn’t too rough, leaving you more sore than you already were in the morning. He nibbled and sucked on your neck, he tried so hard not to moan, he hated how he sounded when he did, but the way your soft fat ass kept bouncing on his pelvis he couldn’t help it and it made you clench harder.
“Just like that baby just cum all on me…there you go..fuck—“
This was just too lewd, but at this point your little best friend didn’t care, he was gnawing on his lips, eyes focused on the sight of your pussy and your eyes rolling back while your boyfriend was in your ear talking oh so dirty to you about your body, your pussy, your moaning. It didn’t take long until you felt that familiar knot.
“Oh shit shit shit shit!” Deku thought, he was close too but he knew it was ganna be messier this time, but he couldn’t stop himself he wanted to cum too right there with you both.
Bakugo’s thrust got sloppier and shallow, catching his own orgasm to join you (and Deku). He covered your mouth with his free hand because you usually get loud when you cum on his cock. But fuck that he kissed you instead to swallow your moans.
Grinding inside you, all three of you came. It was honestly the best and scariest orgasm Deku’s ever had with just his hand. Best from his front row seat view, scariest because he was afraid Bakugo heard him moan your name from the closet.
Deku swore he did from when he looked up in that direction while you were still on cloud 9, but maybe that was just his imagination.
Maybe.
You both were finally asleep. You laid on top of him, buried in his neck, and Blondie facing the window holding you tight, Deku decided to make it his mission to quietly leave.
There are many secrets Izuku had to keep in his life, but this was one he knew he had to keep for the sake of KEEEPING HIS LIFE.
But it didn’t stop the new view he had towards you both.
Who would’ve thought you both were his new Jack off material.
Bakugo really…really ….REALLYY wants you to wake him up with head.
It all started from a stupid conversation with Denki, Kiri, and Sero.
“She likes what?”
“Yeah man.” Sero grabs his drink and slouches back on the couch, “She’s somehow even wetter in the morning when I do it too.”
Bakugo groaned at this discussion, he just wanted to relax for his day off at home, but the three stooges came in with snacks, drinks, and a new video game to play.
Sero started to talk about his ex he is slowly starting to get back together with and that’s when he revealed he enjoys waking her up by eating her out.
“Sometimes, she does it to me back if she’s feeling nice….It’s the world’s best alarm clock. “
“…Yeah…it is…”
“No way, you too?!”
“It was only like twice!” Kiri throws his hands up surrendering, “Mina asked about it the night before and that was right before my birthday and…well—-“
“Oh my gosh you guys ain’t shit…”
“Wh-what?” Denki laughs catching a thrown popcorn in his mouth Bakugo through at him, “You shouldn’t even be grossed out, we KNOW you and Y/N definitely wake each ither up with sex.”
“Hell yeah, you both are little nyphos—“
“WE’RE NOT?!…we don’t do that freaky shit either.”
“Really? Couldve fooled me. You should try it though, bet you’ll stop looking so pissed off all the time.”
“Everybody get out.”
———
A few days passed since that visit with his boys, and at first it didn’t cross his mind, you and Bakugo have an extremely healthy love and sex life. Very vanilla, with a few moments of extra spicy moments here and there, but for the most part no complaints on either side.
But these past couple days been a bit rough.
Not only have you both been busy, but while scrolling on twitter his little fbi buddy in his phone must have heard his conversation again, because a LIKED video by Denki popped up on his feed of a girl sucking her man’s dick while he slept, and he eventually woke up.
The video rung in his head for a while, until he imagined the scenario with you and him.
Now it’s a week later and he isn’t only horny, but he wants to know the feeling of waking up with your mouth on him.
Bakugo, has made a lot of progress from when you both started dating to now on how to communicate things to each other properly—-he has his own way of doing so, but he gets it done .
Today will be no different.
It was the night before his day off, not yours and you both had some free time earlier that evening to relax with each other, and after some convincing for you to spend the night at his place you both are chilling on his bed watching some movie.
“N/N….”
“Hm.”
Your sleepy voice almost made him flinch, he never wanted to ask you anything when you were less than sober or tired, but it wasn’t until you looked up at him from his chest his hesitation stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
“Are you sleepy?”
“Not really. Why?”
“Have you ever uh….thought about waking me up? “
“…No, but I can now. Just don’t slap me when I shake yo—“
“No, I mean.” His cheeks were getting so warm, he usually isn’t this vocal about sex unless he’s actually in the midst of it, but mama ain’t raise no pussy so—-
“Have you ever thought about waking each other up with sex—“
“oh.”
“…like my mouth on you and….”
“My mouth on you.”
Your voice was already dripping with interest, your body sitting up further with a mischievous smile, “I have actually. Especially when you wake up hard, it’s kinda hot—“
“I CAN’T CONTROL THAT.”
“That’s what’s hot about it…but is this limited to just…our mouths?”
Bakugo found this conversation already heavy with sexual tension, his eyes not leaving your lips, and awkwardly trying to adjust his sweats in his seat that you obviously noticed,
“Just…sex. Wake each other up with sex. Mouth…hands—-whatever I don’t care!”
You laugh, as many times you both have done it, he still gets shy with sex talk. It was cute. “…Just give me consent and I will do it more often than not. But on 2 conditions.”
“Whatever you want.”
“1. if you don’t want to be woken up the next morning you have to tell me, no feelings will be hurt about it and if you do don’t wear any underwear.”
“Okay….pervert. What’s the second.”
“Seriously don’t smack or hit me out of reflex if I do.”
“OBVIOUSLY I WON’T. You consent too? Conditions apply to both of us.”
“Of course.”
—————-
Despite already having sex not too long after that conversation, you still had to get up extra early for work, and since you woke up just early enough to have some free time, you decided to try out his offer.
It was easier to access his body considering he was naked from the night before….and have morning wood. You peel the blanket off his body. Bakugo’s dick twitching at the cold air as he sleeps so peacefully on his back, you spread his legs and lay on your stomach to kiss his warm thighs to test the waters, and he did twitch his eyebrows a little…but so did his dick.
You smile at his reaction, taking hold of him gently, a feeling you’re oh so familiar with, you a long strip against his shaft.
Bakugo didn’t move much, but what you did notice while licking him is that he is much more whiney when he’s sleep.
“Y-y/n…”
He sounded so needy, but you couldn’t focus on that right now considering once he wakes up you have to get dressed and head to work.
Hips bucking lightly you take half of him inside your mouth, it was already watering by the time you finishing teasing his tip. It didn’t take long until Bakugo moaned out your name again.
“Damn it—-you—-…”
“Good morning.” A loud pop comes from your lips as your stroke him to orgasm, the loud wet noises made him embarrassed, covering his eyes with his hand, but his hips following the rhythm of your hand,”Eager, huh.”
“Shut—ah!”
Seeing you put your mouth back on him, bobbing up and down was always the key to making him cum faster, even if his vision was still blurred from sleep.
You kissed his trembling body up to his panting lips, sleepy breath or not you just had to kiss him one last time.
“You were fake sleeping half way weren’t you.”
Though his eyes were still covered by his arm, he smirked.
pairing: iida t. x fem!reader
note: nobody believes you when you tell them that your very studious bf can in fact, match your freak ! (saw some yummy iida hcs on tiktok and now he's on my mind again. i don't think i've ever written for him though??)
content: suggestive, mentions of sex, university au, iida is a nerd LMAO, crack fic in a way???
wc: 1.1k
divider by: @strangergraphics
"You can be honest with me. What do you even see in Iida? I love the guy, but I can't imagine him being very good in bed." A very drunk Kaminari asks you for the fifth time tonight. You sigh, turning towards Kirishima.
"Kiri, could you take Kami home? He's drunk." Kirishima nods eagerly, and strangles the blond out of Mina's apartment. He yells goodnight to everyone and tells Mina he'll be back later. She giggles and nods.
By now, the party has died down and there's only a few of you left. Mina of course, because she hosted this gathering, Shinso who had nothing better to do, Jiro who was in charge of music, Urakaka, and yourself.
Mina skips her way over to you having overheard Kaminari's question.
"Honestly, I'm wondering the same thing! Likeeeee is he good in bed?" Somehow you find the question less offending coming from Mina's mouth than Kaminari's.
You throw a teasing smirk her way as you start to pick up red solo cups that have been long forgotten by party goers. "He's better than good."
Mina's mouth hangs open in disbelief, "Really? I can't imagine him being anything but a gentleman."
"That's what a lot of people say." Luckily for you, the topic of your boyfriend is dropped and the five of you clean up the rest of the party with some good tunes from one of Jiro's many playlists.
A groan escapes your lips when you check your phone. It's one in the morning, and all you want to do is shower. You underestimated how long you'd be helping Mina out. It always baffles you how college students seem to have no common sense when it comes to being respectful in someone else's space. Mina's place was a mess after the party.
Putting that all behind you, you unlock your door.
"Hey, baby, I'm back." Tenya's probably asleep you assume, but you call out anyways. He couldn't join you at Mina's party due to his thesis. He's been working so hard at it, and the last thing you'd want is to distract him.
"Hi, love. How was the party?" A groggy voice responds. A smile immediately takes over your face when Tenya pulls you in for a hug. He buries his face into your neck, and you can feel his lips brush against your neck.
"It was fine, the cleaning part sucked, because some people don't know how to act." As soon as you finish your sentence, the crimson eyed man kisses your neck. A gasp leaves your lips.
"Sorry... I just missed you." He pulls away enough to look you in the eyes.
"You don't need to apologize; I was just taken by surprise is all." You grab his hands and give them a little squeeze.
Without a word he scoops you up into his big, strong arms, "Well, shall we take this to bed?"
"What's the occasion? Are you ovulating or something?" You joke. You can hear his socked feet pad on the ground with purpose as he takes you to your shared bed.
"Don't joke, honey. I'm this close to ravishing you." You're at a loss for words when you hear him say that. His voice is dripping in something dangerous.
"Tenya, love, I have work at three so I need to get out of bed." You aren't exactly sure when you went to sleep, but you know for sure you fell asleep during the second round with him.
Tenya kisses your shoulder. The two of you have been a tangled mess of limbs throughout the morning.
"I don't want to keep you from your obligations, but everything about you is purely intoxicating." The man sure has a way with words, because you consider skipping work for a moment.
Another kiss is planted on your very marked up shoulder. As a matter of fact... every part of your body is marked up. You find that very unusual, as Tenya never tries to mark you up, unless you ask, of course.
"I don't think I'll be able to hide these..." You say.
Tenya smiles, "Good, maybe Kaminari will learn how to mind the business that pays him." You perk up at that, the sheets uncovering your upper body in the process. It wasn't the fact that he had used your lingo that you were confused.
It was the fact that he somehow knew about Kaminari's remarks from last night. "How'd you even know about that?"
"He drunkenly texted me early dawn, asking how I could possibly satisfy someone as beautiful as you. Let's just say... I felt the urge to prove that I could."
Your eyes widen in shock. Tenya has never been one to flaunt his bedroom skills, because he believed that it wasn't really anyone else's business. So, hearing that Kaminari provoked him enough to prove him wrong had you aghast.
You let out a small chuckle, "So that's why you were such a hornball when I got back."
His face scrunched up, "'Hornball' sounds distasteful."
"My bad- that's why you were so needy when I got back." He doesn't even indulge in your teasing.
"I'll make something to eat while you get ready." He groans as he gets out of the bed, and reaches for his glasses that he discarded last night when they started to fog up in the midst of your sexual endeavors.
"Thank you, Ten!"
After finishing your closing shift, you decide to join Mina and a few others for dinner. She and Bakugo were cooking so, of course you'd be there. Tenya asks you to bring him a plate, which you had already planned on doing anyways.
"Knock knock!" You yell out into the apartment as you walk inside.
A few 'hellos' echo throughout the place. You take off your shoes at the front door as to not track anything you've stepped on today into Mina's place.
The smell of food overwhelms you to the point that your stomach urges you to hurry along to the kitchen.
Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero were sitting on the couch watching something, and if your ears don't deceive you, you could hear Izuku snorting in the dining area.
"Hey guys!"
Kaminari spares you a glance before his jaw drops, "What the hell happened to you?" Kirishima and Sero turn their heads to look at you too.
Sero smirks, "I'm pretty sure her boyfriend happened."
"He sure did." You agree with a chuckle.
Kaminari just stares in disbelief, "I didn't think he had it in him."
"I swear nobody believes he's freak. He is crazy about me, dude. All you did was rile him up."
Kirishima howls out in a fit of laughter, and Kaminari goes red at what you're implying.
"My condolences to your body."
"All good, I had fun." You send a smirk his way before walking into the kitchen to make small talk with Mina.
Even after your boyfriend proved he could very much satisfy you, you'd still get the question every here and there as to why you'd date him. It didn't bother you much, because you knew that he was indeed a freak like you.
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Tenya has you with your legs spread wide, his large hands firmly anchored on your hips to keep you in place. His fingers dig into your flesh with just enough force for you to feel his control.
His tongue explores every inch of your pussy with an almost desperate hunger. He licks your entire soaked slit with a slow, heavy stroke, then turns sharp and insistent, swirling rapidly around your swollen, hypersensitive clit before diving deep inside you, probing your inner walls.
“Tenya… I feel like I have to pee!” you suddenly blurt out in a trembling, panicked voice, your body wracked with shivers.
Tenya growls against your hot, wet flesh without stopping for even a second. The vibrations of his deep voice travel straight to your clit.
“Mhh… let it go, it’s a good sign,” he murmurs against you, his mouth full of your taste.
“Are you sure?? I really have to go, Tenya!” you moan, almost whining, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable. A burning pressure building relentlessly in your lower belly.
He lifts his head slightly, chin and lips glistening with your juices, and thrusts two thick, long fingers into you in one go. He immediately curls them to massage your g-spot with perfect precision.
“I saw in a video that when that urgent need hits… it means you’re about to squirt,” he explains in his serious voice, even though his eyes are burning with pure lust behind his slightly fogged-up glasses.
You can’t help but let out a weak laugh despite your state, breathless. “You watch videos like that?”
“That’s not the point! Focus,” he replies in a firm tone, almost an order, before diving back between your legs with even more fervor.
His tongue attacks your clit with fast, circular movements while his thick fingers continue mercilessly massaging your G-spot. The pressure in your lower belly becomes enormous, burning, almost painful.
You writhe violently on the bed, grinding your soaked pussy against his face, your hips moving uncontrollably. “Ten-! Ahh ugh! It’s too much! I’m gonna… imgonna-”
Your orgasm hits you like a violent tidal wave. Your entire body tenses, your thighs clamping around Tenya’s head like a vice as a long, high-pitched cry escapes your throat. A powerful clear jet bursts out of you in several intense, successive waves.
You squirt abundantly, soaking his face, his chin, and a large part of the sheets under your ass. The pleasure is so strong that your eyes roll back, your toes curl, and your body is shaken by uncontrollable spasms for long seconds, wave after wave.
When the final tremors finally subside, you lie there completely breathless, body limp, trembling, and hypersensitive.
You look down and see the extent of the mess: the sheets are completely soaked beneath you. An intense wave of embarrassment immediately washes over you.
“Oh no… I soaked the sheets…” you murmur, red with shame, hiding your face in your hands.
But when you peek through your fingers, you see Tenya. His face is covered in your glistening juices. He looks… satisfied. Almost proud. His eyes shine with a possessive and admiring glint. You can’t help but burst out laughing despite your embarrassment.
Tenya lifts his head and laughs softly with you, a warm, rare laugh that vibrates through his chest. He slowly crawls back up your body, towering over you with his imposing, athletic frame. He kisses you tenderly, sliding his tongue into your mouth so you can taste your own sweet-salty flavor.
“You’re so beautiful when you squirt like that,” he murmurs against your lips, his voice hoarse. “Don’t be embarrassed. I personally loved every second of it.”
He pulls back slightly to look at you better. In one smooth motion, he grabs the hem of his t-shirt and pulls it off, revealing his muscular, perfectly sculpted chest glistening with your squirt from years of training.
Your gaze drifts lower… and you immediately notice the massive bulge straining violently against his pants. His dick is visibly rock hard, almost painfully so against the fabric. A large wet patch spreads across the front of his gray pants, betraying just how turned on he got from your orgasm and squirt.
You bite your lip, both embarrassed and terribly aroused by the sight. Tenya follows your gaze and smiles, a little embarrassed himself, but mostly proud and full of desire.
“See what you do to me?” he says, slowly running a hand over his cock through the fabric. “I’m completely soaked because of you.”
He places a knee on the bed and leans over you again, his gaze burning behind his glasses. “And I’m not done with you yet, baby.”
hes sitting on his bed and youre on the floor infront of him on your knees. the sounds bouncing off the walls of your mouth sliding up and down his length is vulgar and disgusting. your hand is nestled between his legs, rolling his balls in your fist.
"oh- oh my.." he says, throwing his head back and resting his hand on the back of your head.
you look up at him through your lashes. he's red, his chest is heaving, and his mouth is agape.
there is spit running down his cock and your own chin. youre blowing him like its your own personal lifes goal.
"jesus- oh my go- mmph.. god you're good at this." he says, running his hand through your hair.
and then when hes close, he gets loud. hes whimpering and moaning and grabbing big fistfuls of your hair.
and when you take him all the way to the base and swallow around him, hes done.
"o- oh.. oh my god.. oh thank you-thankyouthankyouthankyou." he says as he paints your mouth with his cum.
you swallow everything he gives you, and he expects you to pull off, but you keep going.
"wh-" he starts, but you cut him off by pulling your mouth from him and replacing it with your hand.
"you can give me one more, cant you?"
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f!reader, mentions of stalking/ living in your house for free?, one sided forced proximity
by silentfriday, please do not steal, and PLEASE NO AI, originally requested by @pesha1238
Coexisting with someone of Mahito’s…nature truly seems like a daunting, unfathomable task especially when he was so casual with the lives of others, and with things that should not, in any sense, ever become normalized.
Coexisting with someone of Mahito’s…nature truly seems like a daunting, unfathomable task especially when he was so casual with the lives of others, and with things that should not, in any sense, ever become normalized.
In contrast, however, to how life with him was imagined to be, things were…domestic? tame? casual? None of these seem to be the exact word you would use to describe the…relationship between your curse and you. He treated you not as a victim or a lab rat, or someone he wished to hurt. However, you still hear echoes of that line of thinking in the way he smiles at you sometimes, a Cheshire grin like a bobcat that successfully lured you in with its scream.
You can’t lie and say he’s not gorgeous, blessed with the kind of features the moon imprinted onto herself so no one could forget about them.
You also, despite your moral structure, found yourself thankful towards Mahito for what he had done to your ex, which made you think of him ( though, you probably shouldn’t have) in a different light, one that makes him seem like the hero...
You knew you were long gone when you found yourself starting to seek comfort in him...
It had been an awful day at work: tight deadlines, hard tasks and spilled coffee blending together into a kind of gray that washed over your features, swallowing your mood and drowning your energy in its monochromatic ugliness... As soon as you got through the door you spotted him perched on the couch, looking positively exuberant at your return, and even more shocked by your lack of banter, usually you would playfully scold him or tell him to get down from whatever ridiculous spot he was perched on. (ou shii clock struck 1:22 goodnight guys)
Today, however, you just looked undeniably tired, he sat there, his smile dulling into a more confused expression. He still had his arms open though, just perfect for you as you halfway collapsed onto him and melted into his embrace. For once in his life he felt…calm? Not calm exactly, he was still concerned for you, but his eccentric desires quieted just enough for the sound of your melancholy to reach his brain…
So, no, he didn’t feel calm… but he felt like yours…for the first time Mahito felt…human.
Pls I know it’s short and probably awful but my life is crashing and burning rn and I’m also making money moves with femboys so here is a chapter to hold off my favorite alpha @mushyfrogcakes
perm tags: @preciousodette @tescobigb0y (I will tag yall again if I edit and add to this)
Bakugo’s sprawled on the couch, hair still damp from his shower, sweatpants hanging low on his hips, and a spoon halfway to his mouth. He eyes you suspiciously over his bowl of spicy noodles.
“Tch. The hell are you planning?”
“Nothing bad,” you say, sliding into the seat beside him with your phone already recording. “Just a little TikTok thing. You don’t have to do anything. Just… exist.”
He grunts. That’s as close to “fine” as you’ll get from him.
You point the camera at yourself, making sure he’s in frame behind you. “Okay,” you begin sweetly, “so I’m here with my current boyfriend…”
Bakugo pauses mid-bite.
His head slowly turns. “…Your what?”
You bite your lip, fighting a smile, still filming. “My current boyfriend.”
The look on his face and the meanest side eye says you have three seconds to explain before I level this apartment.
He sets the bowl down without breaking eye contact. “Current?”
“Mhm,” you say, leaning into the act. “You know, just until I find someone better.”
You don’t even get a full breath in before he’s on you, not aggressively, but fast, almost knocking the wind out of you. He grabs your phone and points the camera straight at himself.
“The fuck does that mean, current?” he growls, eyes sharp but his voice low. “There ain’t gonna be a next boyfriend. You think this is some temp job or somethin’? You think someone else can handle you like I can?”
You snort-laugh, but your face is heating up.
“Aww katsu’ You’re cute when you’re possessive.”
“I’m always possessive,” he snaps, tossing your phone gently onto the couch and crowding you until your back hits the cushions. “Say that ‘current’ shit again. Go on.”
You lift your chin, pretending to stay cocky. “My current boyfriend—”
He kisses you. Hard. One hand gripping your waist, the other braced by your head. When he pulls back, your brain is static and your lips are tingling.
“Say it again,” he says against your mouth, voice husky. “I dare you.”
You blink up at him, dazed. “I… might need to start calling you my forever boyfriend.”
A smug, dangerous smirk stretches across his face. “Damn right you do.”
Warnings: MDNI, NONCON -> DUBCON (coerced), F!Reader, noncon face sitting, forced orgasm, edging, cunnilingus, captivity, yandere themes, obsession, possessiveness, oral f. receiving, clit play, teasing, block me if uncomfortable + not proofread.
do not romanticize or normalize dark content irl.
Yandere!Captor who forces you to sit on his face, he absolutely loves it, being smothered by your cunt is an absolute dream for him.
Your hands are tied behind your back as he tightens his grip on your thighs, holding you down, pressing his lips against the fleshy pads of your cunt before he makes contact with your clit, giving it a few smooches that make you visibly flinch before he captures it into his mouth.
You let out a bunch of protests, struggling against his face as he holds you tight, he would forcefully drag you down whenever you'd lift your hips— breaking contact between your cunt and his lips. It earns a dissatisfactory groan from him, brows furrowed as he grips you tighter until his knuckles were turning white.
He connects his lips to your cunt again, dragging his tongue from your slit to your clit slowly before swirling it around the bud.
When he feels you trying to break away again— even though you can't— he'll use his teeth, clamping his teeth down onto your clit not too harsh that it'll hurt you, but just enough to cause pain which makes your thighs give up reflexively, causing you to lose balance and sit snuggly on his face.
You quickly try to lift yourself up, but you fail when he nibbles on your sensitive bud, making your thighs tremble and your hips move in an effort to soothe the jolts of pain travelling through your spine.
You could feel his smirk before he stops nibbling on it, giving it small flicks with his tongue before he presses it flat against your clit and closes his mouth around it, slowly licking up and down as he tries relieve the same pain he caused.
You let out a sigh of relief as the sharp pain slowly fades, involuntarily bucking your hips against his face without realisation as it feels very soothing.
The wetness seeps out of you in embarassing amounts, which only serves as a device to mock you later when he does this all over again.
“Oh fuck— she's soaking f'me.” You hear his muffled voice, his breath felt warm in between your thights.
You drop your head in shame, because you can hear how disgustingly wet you've gotten due to his actions, the slurrping noises echo in your ears like a mockery and a reminder of how your body chooses to betray you everytime.
All because of him.
He feels his cock twitch in his pants, getting harder and harder each and every second. But he stays focused, continuing to devour your cunt like a man starved.
He groans into it, causing vibrations to shoot up in your core, making you shiver in an unwelcomed satisfaction.
He drinks up all the juices you were leaking like it was nectar, letting out satisfactory noises as if he's eating a fancy meal. You're chest breaks out involuntary moans no matter how much you try to contain them, which only makes him feral knowing that he's the reason, it makes him feel very validated to and egoistic.
“Mhm? At least some part of you is honest with me.” He mutters, rubbing salt into your wound, adding more to the shame you were feeling.
He presses kisses all over it, sighing when he feels your clit flutter in his mouth when he traps it in his mouth.
“Fuck, you're so divine baby. I love you so so so so so much.” He adds breathlessly, face flustered as he dines on your cunt.
You swallow the lump in your throat, toes curling in pleasure when you feel a familiar knot tighten in your stomach. You start squirming again, not wanting the knot in your stomach to snap and betray you wholly.
But it was impossible not when he's below you, working his mouth like he's desperate.
You brace yourself for the impact.
Yet, nothing happens, in fact, you feel the absence of his mouth which makes you look down, he had pulled away right before you could cum.
The feeling in your stomach fades, but not in a way that you expected it to, it left behind a frustrating ache that gnawed in your gut, it made you irritated. You let out a huff in disappointment reflexively.
You thought maybe he'd stop, maybe he's had his fill? whatever that means.
You expect him to pull you off him, but he doesn't do that, he reattaches himself again, once again capturing your cunt wholly, tongue prodding at your entrance as he slowly tries shoving the wet muscles in.
You're left confused, wondering what he's planning, but nonetheless you feel the knot form in your stomach again.
You expect it to snap, but once again, it's abruptly interrupted, leaving a sense of frustration behind. You open your mouth to question— but you're quickly shut up when you feel his mouth on you again.
He repeats it everytime you're near a few more times.
It leaves you more frustrated than ever, overriding every other emotion. You whine in disappointment as your orgasm is abruptly stolen once again.
You let out a frustrated cry, brows furrowed as you feel tears welling up in your eyes, you press your hips down, pushing your cunt against his mouth involuntarily as the irritation of being denied your bliss was driving you insane.
“What is it baby? Wanna cum?” He asked, huffing against your bud. You looked down, staring into his eyes as he gave you a smirk.
He was doing this on purpose.
“If you don't use your voice, I'll just have to keep on doing this.” He mumbled, pressing a kiss to your bottom lips.
You stayed quiet, trying to break away from his grip, hands tugging against the rope to loosen it but it doesn't work.
He starts his shenanigan once again, maneuvering you down and pressing you flush to his face.
You gasp, feeling your high build up slowly, you squirm against his face, pressing your cunt flat against his mouth but he turns his head away, causing you to almost collapse forward in exasperation.
“Please...” You bite your lip, voice coming out meekly.
“Please what baby?” He asks, smooching your inner thigh. “You want to cum?” He adds.
You nod, head moving up and down as you look at him with a neediness you've never experienced before.
“Beg.” He comands, thumb drawing circles on your thigh.
He is so fucking mean, asking you to beg for something you didn't want in the first place— usually he'd make you cum without asking you for anything, but today, he shifted his plans, dead set on making you betray your own self.
You didn't want to, but you know that he'll torture you like this for hours if you didn't.
“P-please, I want to cum.” You murmer, voice shaky as he drags his tongue across your slit after hearing that.
“More.” He tuts.
“Please, I wanna cum, I want to cum so badly. Please let me cum.” You beg, humiliation churning in your gut. “Oh fuck—!” You choke on your words when he pushes his tongue inside you. You could feel the warm muscle invade your depths causing you to see stars, your cunt clenches around it, trying to grip it but it causes the soft muscle to be pushed out instead.
He continues working his mouth, soft pants leaving from him too as he makes out with your pussy.
“Tell me you love me.” He utters, fingers digging into your flesh, causing a little amount of pain.
You shut your eyes, feeling the same knot build up in your stomach for the nth time.
“I'll stop if you don't. I can play the long game.” He threatens, slowing down but you panic, shaking your head.
“No! Please, I love you, I love you.” You chant frantically, not wanting him to stop as the knot begins to feel like it's about to rip apart.
“I love you— I love you so much! please please please,” You repeat it over and over again, earning a satisfactory groan from him. “Ahh! oh!— fuck fuck—” You choke, letting out a loud moan as your high crashes down on you.
It hit harder than any other orgasm you've experienced before, you collapsed forward due to the sheer intensity, face landing into the soft mattress of the bed that you learnt to call your home.
Your body twitched as you collected yourself, hips bucking into his face, riding your orgasm out. Your thighs trembled, body shaking visibly due to the aftermath of your orgasm.
His hands slide up your waist gently before they come down, he lifts one of your thighs planted on the side of his head to pull himself away from beneath and sits up straight as he turns to look at you.
You collapse to your side, hands still behind your back as you gasp for air, chest back and forth.
He smiles cruelly, pushing you onto your back before undoing his pants and lining himself against your freshly abused cunt, he could see the way it was still swollen, still throbbing in desperation.
“I love you too.” He cooes before pushing himself inside without a warning.
— gojo satoru, geto suguru, yuta okkotsu, yuji itadori, tamsy caines, dabi, katuski bakugo, + feel free to imagine any character you like!
all characters mentioned are all obviously aged up.
the first time you sit on shigaraki tomura’s lap, he freezes. muscles tensing up, hands held rigid at his sides. don’t touch don’t touch don’t touch on a chant in his head.
you crane your neck to look back at him, beaming that loose, easy smile that makes him want to burn the whole world down just to keep you safe.
"just gettin’ comfy, tomu!" before you’re leaning back against his chest, the warmth of your body sinking into his bones.
it becomes routine to have you there, a comforting weight that buzzes through his head and zaps out thought. he dares himself to touch you, to drag his thumb over the soft skin of your hip. he doesn’t realize that he might have an effect on you too until you’re spinning on his lap and hugging his thigh between your legs, breath shaky against his ear.
"tomu—" you whine into the skin of his neck. he can already feel the heat of your pussy through your cute little pajama shorts.
"needy?" he scoffs, mostly to hide the disbelief, the joy—you’re needy for him. you’re fumbling for his cock, his hands, trying to find yourself relief that only he can bring you. his dick pulses against his stomach. "if you need it that badly, you can get yourself off like this, can’t you?"
you press kisses to his throat, and he practically short-circuits.
"yeah, but it’s better if you help me move."
the fact that it’s him you’re craving—shit, he's losing his damn mind.
he’s careful with his grip but that doesn’t mean it isn’t punishing, firm. he locks you in, dragging your slippery folds back and forth, watching the way your eyes flutter when you bump up against that bundle of nerves at the top.
"you like this," he breathes against you, something like a smile on his face. "you really like this?"
cums literally seconds later when he hears you say, “I love this”
