PlatinumVonKarma's written filth. Usually [character] x Fem!Reader. I'm a slow piece of shit, and there's a lot of WIP stuff. Bear with me! For ease of use: assume everything is NSFW, but I do tag/warn!
Hi! Last night i found your fic Crystal Mind, Magenta Feelings and i just gotta say WOW. I was BLUSHING throughout the whole thing and its the first time a fic had my heart beating so fast (and that was just in chapter 2) Also i really enjoy how you write smut, i think most of it is the dialogue. A lot of writers just describe whats happening with a few tiny bits of dialogue but the way you write smut feels very real. After i finished that fic i went and read almost all of your fics on Ao3!!
Hello!! Thank you so much for this sweet comment! ❤️ I've struggled to write much lately but things like this are really encouraging and help me to keep on. I'm glad you enjoyed Josuke! ;3
Hello! I just read your all might fic "hero worship" last night and I just wanted to say thank you. I've literally been thinking about it ever since. You've managed to capture all might's mannerisms down to the finest detail, and it really makes the story that much more heart racing. I literally had to take breaks while reading because it was too much, too good!!! 💗 again, thank you so much for sharing your work with us. I hope you come back to share some more, we'll all be here waiting!💗💖
Oh thank you so much! :'D I'm so glad you enjoyed, that fic was a labour of love to be sure, I also had to take many breaks when writing 😂Oh and while I think of it, did you just see the snippet on this Tumblr? Cos the full thing is like, ridiculously long and called "A Mighty Need" on AO3. I'm not sure when I'll come back to writing all might cos I did so much already lol!
I just want to give a big big thank you to everyone who has read my fics, liked them, RBed, commented.... thank you.
I'm in the middle of a big hiatus (probably over a year now), there's just no drive/inspiration there anymore. It sucks and it feels bad not to be creative.
It sometimes feels bad to be reminded of these fics cos it feels like a different world, almost??? But I really really appreciate all of the comments/kudos I've received. Sometimes I'll get one that catches me on a bad day, and it'll make me feel better.
Also, I'd say 99.9% of commenters are always really very sweet and positive. I've been very lucky.
Poppin in to say I love your content! Commented on your All Might story on Ao3 a while ago and just stumbled upon your account here while looking for blogs to follow~ looking forward to seeing what you put out next! Have a great day =D
Ahh thank you so much! I've had a horrible block for a month or two now, just haven't been up to writing anything. It always helps to know folks are enjoying my previous works though! ❤️
Okay, okay, okay… Here’s something unusual. Two different WIPs in one day?!
I’ve been posting bits and pieces of this to my Twitter and I’m pretty happy how it’s shaping up! I’m aiming to finish the All Might/Toshinori/Reader one up first, tho.
May I present, the result of that one thought I had, “I bet Present Mic loves phone sex”…
I’m going to start working on it again, but I got stuck at the halfway point with it for some reason.
Here’s a little excerpt of later on in the fic… 👀👀
“I’ve needed you since I was on the phone. I’m aching, ‘Zashi…” Your voice trails off into a whine. You’re pretty sure that’s enough for Hizashi to act.
You’re proven right when Hizashi moves up the bed in one swift movement, his body upon yours before you know it. His lips nuzzle into your neck, growling into your skin, kissing the marks he’d left earlier.
“I don’t know how I’ve been able to control myself since you called me, baby girl,” he purrs close to your ear, long hair tickling your skin. “No, even before then. I can’t stop thinking about you…”
It’s hard to form a sentence with Hizashi’s hot breath fanning the tender skin of your neck, even more so when his hips settle between your thighs, his hardness rubbing up against you.
His breaths are deep and shuddering, body trembling a little against yours as he rocks his hips into you, his shaft sliding deliciously against your sex, soon becoming slick with your juices. He seems to be trying hard to hold back… almost as if he’s waiting for your permission.
You slide your hand up along Hizashi’s spine, settling at the nape of his neck, fingers tangling in his hair. You pull the hero down a little further so your lips can reach him, breathing gently against his neck and moaning close to his ear. You hear him groan in response, his body stiffening.
“Please take me, ‘Zashi… I need you inside me– ah!” Your husky whisper is cut off by a gasp of surprise. In Hizashi’s eagerness to obey you, he’s slammed his hips forward, filling you full of him before you’ve even finished your sentence.
“R-rude!” you stutter teasingly. “At least let me finish!”
“Oh, that’s okay… I’ll make sure you ‘finish’ plenty of times, honey,” grins Hizashi.
Imagine your fave pulling you close, their arms around your waist, kissing your neck lovingly. Maybe you're leaning into their embrace moments after you came through the door? Or settled in their lap, safe and secure, their hands gently running through your hair? Perhaps they're pressed up behind you in bed, fingers tracing a slow pattern on your tummy?
Imagine them softly singing your favourite romantic song, close to your ear, their breath fanning your skin. In between words, they press slow kisses to your neck, stroking through your hair, caressing your sides.
Maybe they feel you relaxing into them, your long day having taken a toll on you, falling asleep at the soothing sound of your fave’s voice. They'll help you to bed, carrying you if they can, holding you close and watching you until you sleep.
Or you settle gratefully into their lap, moving away so you can watch their face, those eyes you fell in love with. You kiss their lips this time, over and over, locked in a loving embrace for the rest of the evening.
Or perhaps their hands settle on your hips, their body pressing ever closer, teeth catching your earlobe. Their fingertips journey over your body, touching places they know will make you gasp. You can feel their soft breaths against your neck, faster than before, and their voice is husky when they ask your permission to go further…
So many possibilities, but one thing is certain.
They will love you all night long… and forever, if you let them.
In this one, you’re a villain who has been trying to get her hands on Eraserhead for some time - mainly because you can touch someone to immobilise them.
Unfortunately, your desire for him made you forget that he can stop you pretty easily… Or maybe you subconsciously wanted that all along?
Either way, I think the end result is gonna be pretty fun… ;D
You gasp in shock as Eraserhead’s eyes widen, blood red and glowing, staring into your soul. You have an odd feeling, like there’s something you forgot in the back of your mind. You realise that he’s moving. Did your quirk somehow stop working?
His hair swirls around his head lazily, and to your horror he pushes up against you further and further, until he’s sitting upright with you on his lap.
The white scarf around his neck winds around your shoulders, pulling your arms behind your back and binding them securely. He pushes you up further, against the unforgiving wall, and a lazy grin tugs at the corner of his lips. His eyes return to normal - considering that you couldn’t touch him to immobilise him any more, he was safe.
“Surprise,” he growls into your ear, his fingers twisting in the hair at the back of your head and pulling it back.
“You’ve been chasing me for a while now, Medusa,” he grumbles, looking into your face with world-weary eyes. “So, out with it. What are you after?”
“Ugh, I’m not, I never meant you any harm, Eraserhead…” You grumble in irritation, eyes shifting from his, unable to meet his face.
“Ohh..?” The slow, unamused sound makes goosebumps rise upon your skin, and the hero leans in closer, gripping your chin and forcing your gaze to meet his. You wonder if his eyes would normally flare red from anger, or if it was just your imagination.
“I’d say that immobilising me and pinning me to the ground are both pretty damn threatening, and could both be grounds for arrest!” Eraserhead hisses, his tone low and menacing. You cringe under the cold fury of his stare, but even so, you remain silent. You know you can’t explain yourself to him.
“What else could you possibly have meant to do?” His voice trails off slowly, and you grit your teeth, your mind racing as you see his expression turn thoughtful. No, don’t try to figure it out, just arrest me already…
“Wait a damn minute.” He whispers sharply. Suddenly, his gaze narrows, eyeing you curiously, in disbelief. “Were you… were you trying to…?”
Goddamn it. Your cheeks redden under the hero’s probing stare, your gaze shifting with embarrassment. His sudden, loud bark of laughter startles you.
“Oh, I should have figured it out earlier! Immobilising me and straddling my waist… Boy, I should have remembered the look in your eyes when I first fought you!” His grin doesn’t strike you as particularly heroic, you decide.
“So, fine, you know now,” you huff in annoyance. “I fancied you. That was all it was, and I made a huge error in judgement…”
“That’s for sure!” Clearly he can’t resist a couple of jabs at the villain’s expense, and you roll your eyes.
“I’m glad one of us is having fun,” you growl, straining your arms against Eraserhead’s restraints to no avail. “So now that you know, just let me go? I’m no use to you here…”
He shakes his head slowly, running the free end of his scarf between his fingers, his expression and tone as stern as you had come to expect from him.
“I think not. I never let villains off the hook without turning them in. I’d think you’d be aware of this? And, besides…” He leans in, his lips suddenly millimetres from your ear, hot breath fanning your tingling skin.
“You’re pretty cute, y’know…” You can hear the smile in his voice… his damnably sexy, gravelly voice, making your body shudder. Your eyes fly wide, heart practically stopping as he runs a fingertip along your flushed cheek.
“So, if we’re gonna do this, you might as well call me Shouta…” He runs a finger down from your neck to the neckline of your costume, and you let out a very unconvincing sound of protest.
“That’s not very hero-like, you know.” You set your jaw, scowling at him, your tone laced with scorn. “…‘Shouta’.”
Your captor scowls right back, moving his face much closer to yours and gripping your jaw firmly with his thumb and forefinger. He’s clearly not in the mood for bullshit, the fire in his dark eyes making you flinch.
“Listen well, lady… Hero is my job title, not my moral compass. You know what? I’m not in the mood to be lectured by a fucking villain.” Shouta’s words are harsh and no-nonsense… you feel like striking you with his fist would have hurt less.
He takes a soft breath to calm himself, his expression softening slightly as he takes in the sight of you. It clearly cheers him up, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smirk.
“Anyway…” He leans in close again, his gaze burning into yours, his dulcet tones lighting the fire deep within you once again. “Aren’t I fulfilling a fantasy of yours? I think that’s pretty nice of me, wouldn’t you say, villain?”
You can’t answer that, going back to scowling at him quietly, although the cute blush on your cheeks offsets that considerably. He nods, satisfied that you’ll keep quiet.
“That’s a good girl…” Shouta practically purrs the sweet words, and you swallow hard, your breath sticking in your throat for a moment. How could a damn hero turn you on so much? You bite down on your lip to quiet the moan that attempted to escape.
Shouta’s expression was unchanged, except for a twitch of his eyebrow. Dammit… he noticed. You shrink away slightly when he leans in closer, his hot breath on your ear as he hums in amusement.
“A villain enjoys being called a good girl, huh? That’s pretty ironic,” he chuckles, scarred fingers stroking the back of your neck as his teeth seize your earlobe, having entirely too much fun tormenting you.
Ayyy I finally finished it )-)o This one uhhhhh turned out pretty long I don't know what else to say except I'm happy I actually finished a fic for the first time in months and thank you for all of the support! ✨ and I hope you enjoy!
@jotarosbaby Yeah, I think something messed up with the cut. I posted this on mobile, and found if you visit the post on my blog, it should open up the whole thing? To be fair, I probably did it wrong 😂
;A; !! Omg thank you so much, this means more than you know! Sadly I never did finish this one (cos I was having some trouble with his "sex character", I think I figured it'd turn out a bit too much like my Josuke one lol)
Okay, okay, okay… Here’s something unusual. Two different WIPs in one day?!
I’ve been posting bits and pieces of this to my Twitter and I’m pretty happy how it’s shaping up! I’m aiming to finish the All Might/Toshinori/Reader one up first, tho.
May I present, the result of that one thought I had, “I bet Present Mic loves phone sex”…
this is so fucking hot holy shit and its just a wip???? wha T //////// AND YOU DID THE THING LMAO YOU DID THE THIN GI LIKE
SLAMS MY FISTS!!!!
i saw this in my inbox but im just gonna reblog it directly holy SHIT thank you sO MUCH for showing me this it is fucking beautiful please always write hizashi reader insert fics im dying my guy
OH AND EDIT BC I FORGOT TO SAY ZASHI IS THE CUTEST NICKNAME IVE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE
Okay, okay, okay… Here’s something unusual. Two different WIPs in one day?!
I’ve been posting bits and pieces of this to my Twitter and I’m pretty happy how it’s shaping up! I’m aiming to finish the All Might/Toshinori/Reader one up first, tho.
You’d noticed for weeks.
The way his back would stiffen if you whispered something to him after class.
You’d noticed it enough that you’d started to do it more often. And Present Mic’s famous voice would crack, his face blushing red.
You’d been the administrative assistant at UA since the beginning of term, and you’d immediately been drawn to Hizashi. His bright demeanour seemed to lift the spirits of everyone around him.
It’s hard for either of you to remember exactly when you started dating… probably the karaoke night that you all arranged, to celebrate the kids passing their midterms. You’d been so close that night, talking until the wee hours, long after everyone else had gone home, long after Shouta had fallen asleep in front of his drink. At the end of that night, Hizashi had asked you over to his place for dinner the next day, and that was that.
Either way, you’d known him long enough to recognise his body language. You’d seen how he bit his lip when you whispered in his ear, “See you tonight.”
A perfectly innocent phrase. Yes, it could have had lewd connotations… but it wasn’t those words that caused the blush to reach all the way to the tips of his ears.
No, you had a theory. Hizashi works a radio show, his quirk is based around sound. Based on that, and the way he responded to your voice close to his ear, you are confident that the man is sensitive to sound. All those reactions imply that your voice has a profound effect on him.
You wanted to tell him, ask him even… but for now, you kissed his neck gently, leaving him in the faculty room and heading home.
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Now that you’re at home, you smirk devilishly to yourself. You have a plan to get Hizashi around to your place… and into your bed. So far, you’d shared some cute kisses, but that was all. By this point, you were really into him… and you wanted so much more.
After getting changed into a comfy but sexy black nightie, trimmed with lace, you flop back onto your bed, picking up your phone and selecting “Present Mic” from your contacts.
Your heart pounds as you think about what you’re about to do. Will it work? You’re a little nervous now that the moment has arrived.
“Hey, babe!” Hizashi answers cheerily, and you can’t help but smile.
“Hi, ‘Zashi,” you murmur, “When are you coming over? I miss you already…”
“I, ah, I had some papers to grade. Everyone else has gone home now, it’s just me left!” He sounded mock-outraged, but what you’d noticed was that little pause before he replied. It seems you’d caught him off guard.
“Anyway, I really dunno if I’m gonna get out at a decent time, babe… maaaybe tomorrow would be better?” You can hear the reluctance in his voice, and you decide to play into that, making a soft sound of disapproval.
“That’s a shame, see, ‘cause… I’m already in bed waiting for you,” you purr. Although it sounded pretty sexy, your face is bright red, your heart racing. Did I really just say that?!
“O-oh yeah?” Hizashi’s voice cracked slightly, his surprise thinly veiled with nonchalance. “That… That sounds amazing. Er, you sound amazing, to be honest!” Well, the nonchalance didn’t last so long.
“How do you mean?” you ask, playing dumb a little, given it’s pretty clear what he’s talking about.
“Just, ugh, your voice makes me crazy, babe,” he blurts, chuckling awkwardly. “I only have to hear you this close to my ear and I lose my mind, I feel like I’m gonna melt!”
“Aww…” You giggle. It feels so good to hear him respond to you like that. “You know, I love hearing you too, ‘Zashi. Maybe hearing you will make up for you not being here…” Your free hand wanders down over your curves, drawing a sigh from you, echoed by his sharp intake of breath.
“This is so cliché, but I gotta know… What are you wearing?” Hizashi laughs at himself, but you can hear the subtle change in his tone.
“Ooh!” You grin widely. I guess he’s going there? You reply nonchalantly, picking at the edge of your attire. “Well, I am in bed waiting for you after all, so it’s not much… just one of my black silky nighties. It’s pretty normal, a little lacy…” You heard a longing sigh in response, and you bite your lip with a pleased smile.
“I can just imagine how you’d look in that, baby…” Hizashi’s voice was a husky whisper, a tone you’d never heard from him before. It sent shivers up your spine, and it made you wonder if he was touching himself too. Although you let out a soft hum of approval, a pause ensues. Oh… he was expecting more?
“Oh, that’s all, honey,” you laugh. “Why would I wear anything else, when I’m in my own bed?”
“N-not even any panties?” Hizashi stammers. You’re not sure why he’s so scandalised, but can only imagine that he’d not expected you to be in such a state of undress.
“No, ‘Zashi, why? Would you like me to?” You giggle, thoroughly enjoying yourself.
“Oh, no, babe…” Hizashi gulps, and takes a shaky breath, his voice still unusually gravelly with desire. “That’s okay, you won’t be needing ‘em anyway…”
“‘Zashi!” You gasp, although your face is covered in a cheeky grin. “How could you? What could you possibly mean?” You lick your lips, your hand already headed down your body.
“Well, I mean, they’re probably real pretty, hon, and I don’t want to ruin them when I tear them off ya,” Hizashi tells you matter-of-factly, and you can hear the grin in his voice. You can picture him exactly, and that combined with those words makes you squirm.
“Mmm, is that so? Oh, ‘Zashi…” You let out a soft groan as your fingertips slide over your already-wet sex, not wanting to hold back any longer. “I wish you were here right now…”
“Babe…” groans Hizashi, and you hear the sound of a zipper. Your eyes fly wide. He was… joining in? “So do I… Dammit, how am I meant to get any work done when you’re here bein’ so damn sexy?!”
“Oh, I’m so sorry… Maybe you’ll have to punish me,” You gasp at the thought, your fingers working your pulsing clit as only you know how. This has gone a little further than what you’d expected, but now that you’ve come this far, you can’t bring yourself to stop now.
“If you keep this up, I’m gonna make a real big mess on this desk, honey,” he moans breathlessly. You can’t believe you just heard Present Mic’s famous voice say something so lascivious to you. Just the thought of him bringing himself off at his desk for you makes your hips arch up into your hand, and to your shock you find you’re right on the edge of climax. You’d been so pent-up, waiting for this moment, that you can’t fight it any more.
“Hizashi!” you moan desperately, your back arching as you push into your hand, feeling your release hit you suddenly, soft gasps and pants fanning your phone. Your eyes roll back at the intense feeling, heat pooling in your core, tension dissipating as you slump back into the bed.
Hizashi stood in shock, his mouth open as he hears you pleasure yourself so wantonly. He could feel himself throb in his hand, so close to release. But he didn’t want it, not like this… he needed to be with you.
“Babe… that was unbelievable,” Hizashi whispers, a soft sigh following his words. “How did it feel?”
“So good,” you drawl, a smile spreading across your face, feeling as if you’re melting into the bed. “And you?”
“Oh, I’m still not done, gonna save that for later. I gotta tidy up and go home soon anyway.”
“Oh…? Okay,” you reply in confusion at the sudden change of tone. “Well, you wanna catch up when you’re not so busy? Maybe I can help you out this time…”
“Sounds good– shit, I think someone’s coming,” Hizashi whispered. “I’ll see you soon, ‘kay, babe!”
“Oh, y-yeah, sure, see you soon, ‘Zashi…” Maybe All Might was still on campus. You sighed. That didn’t feel right… You hoped you hadn’t forced him into it.
Still, that did feel amazing, and your weariness takes you over quickly, your hand dropping the phone onto the pillow as you drift off…
~
You stir from your fitful sleep, hearing a knock at the door. The sun was setting outside… You hadn’t been asleep long. Grumbling, you reach for your bathrobe and sling it on as you dash for the front door.
As you get closer, you hesitate, feeling your heart pound in your chest once again. The silhouette you can see through the frosted glass of the door is all too familiar. But didn’t he say he was going home?! To say you’re unprepared is an understatement.
You sigh, swallowing hard as you open the door, trying to prepare yourself. You’d hoped that it would work to have that phone call… But you didn’t think it’d work that well. Your eyes widen as you see Hizashi standing there, looking… a little different.
Hizashi’s dressed in snug jeans, black boots and a black button-down shirt, and his hair is loose, falling around his shoulders rather than reaching for the sky as it usually does. The light of the sunset frames him, turning the dark blonde hair to copper. His glasses are tucked in his shirt pocket, intense green eyes staring down into yours.
He looks absolutely incredible, and you realise you’d been holding your breath.
“Hizashi, you…” The words die on your lips as he steps through the door and embraces you, kissing you slowly. His lips are hot, velvety against yours, and you detect the faint taste of coffee. For a moment, you wonder if you’re still dreaming, until he releases you, looking down into your eyes with a small smile on his lips.
“I… W-weren’t you stuck at work?” Your voice is tiny as you stammer into in the silence of the room, and Hizashi laughs softly, his grin widening.
“I was, but turns out there’s something very important that needs my urgent attention…” He arches an eyebrow at you, smirking as his fingers stroke through your hair gently. You close your eyes, leaning into the pleasurable touch without thinking.
“Man, you’re so cute,” Hizashi murmurs softly, and your eyes fly wide, your cheeks flushing instantly.
“‘Zashi!” You don’t know where to look, and you bury your face in his shirt. His arms come up to hold you close, and you feel his soft laughter through his chest. His hands stroke over your hair soothingly.
“Hey, you were hotter n’ hell earlier, baby… why so shy now?” You look up at him, your cheeks still burning, and he’s smiling, a little more kindly than usual.
“I just d-didn’t expect to see you here tonight… you really surprised me, ‘Zashi!” You smile sheepishly, and his hand shifts from your hair to stroke your blushing cheek.
“You must not have realised what an effect you had on me…” Hizashi’s voice is husky, like he’d sounded on the phone. The dark look in those bright green eyes is intense enough to bring back those lustful feelings from earlier. Put simply, he’s taking your breath away.
It seems you’re having the same effect on Hizashi. He moves away slightly so that he can see you, his gaze ravenous as he takes in the sight of you, looking you up and down appreciatively.
“Baby girl, you look good enough to eat…” Hizashi murmurs, licking his lips and smirking wickedly. Sliding his fingers into your hair, he leans in and kisses slowly, gently along your neck. His hot breath fans your skin, making you shiver, digging your fingers into his shoulders.
“I want to get you off again, babe… let me hear that beautiful voice in person…” His voice is low and gravelly with desire, whispering against the heated skin of your neck. Every kiss and lick and bite prompts a soft gasp or moan from you, every little sound falling from your lips somehow spurring him on further, until the bites are rough enough to mark your skin.
“‘Zashi…” His name came out as a breathless moan. You weren’t even sure what you were trying to say, but you were cut off by a hungry kiss from him, lips and teeth and tongues clashing in the roughest kiss you had ever experienced… but somehow, it left you wanting more.
“Even just the way you say my name is getting me hard,” Hizashi murmurs against your lips, prompting a shiver from you.
edit: this fic is finished now! It's 'A Mighty Need' on ao3 ;D
Hi hello chaps… I wanted to share with you a little WIP of (one of) my latest, which is, the All Might lewd fic. Okay, if I’m honest, the PWP. 😂
Sooo… There’s a lot more where this came from (7200 words so far and pretty much all of them filth!) and it’s taking so long to finish that I couldn’t resist sharing a little of it. ;D
And yes, it’s pretty NSFW!
~
Honourable as ever, All Might hands your phone back to you without looking… but accidentally catches a glimpse of the screen in doing so. His jaw drops, and he takes it back to stare in surprise, despite your weak protest.
“Fluffy h-handcuffs… leather cuffs… bondage rope?!” All Might splutters, his face flushing.
“I’m sorry, Toshi! I just… Well. Had some thoughts. At work. About you.” Your face is easily redder than his, biting your lip self-consciously. The sight is too cute for him to bear, distracting him from his initial fluster, and he pinches your cheek lightly.
“Hey, if you want me to do something so villainous to you, you need only ask,” he chuckles, embracing you, and pulling you back onto the bed alongside him.
Great. So now you have to embarrass yourself further by explaining… This wasn’t something you thought you’d have to tell him today, but here you are.
“Umm…” You look away shyly. “I like that idea, but actually, I was thinking the other way around, Toshi…”
You look back up at him and see from the quizzical look on his face that it takes him a moment to process this. It doesn’t take long for his eyebrows to raise high in surprise as realisation dawns.
“Ohh! Is that so? Well…” He rolls over onto his back, pulling you on top of him, the smile slowly returning to his face. “I don’t dislike that idea…”
“Thing is, I was only really looking out of curiosity…” At his inquiring look, you smile sheepishly. “Toshi, let’s face it, is there anything that could hold you down?!” All Might can’t help but laugh out loud at the idea of cute, fluffy little handcuffs that would practically break if he breathed.
“I see your point, but actually, there is something that could keep me captive…” The hero pulls you down for a soft kiss, chuckling against your lips.
“Mm.. What’s that?” You look down at him in confusion.
“Why, you, of course…” His voice is far softer, using that husky tone that seemed reserved only for you. Your head tilts to the side curiously, unsure of his meaning. To illustrate, he holds his left arm aside his head, and takes hold of your hand gently in his much larger one. Even after all this time, you’re still in awe of the care with which he touches you, despite his massive strength.
“Like this,” All Might whispers, and presses your fingers down on his wrist, before moving his arm back down to the bed. You look at him in wonder, and hold his other wrist down.
His massive chest rises and falls quickly, and you feel a rush of arousal, warmth building deep inside at the sight of your much larger lover acquiescing to your wishes. You know he could escape, so easily… but that’s the last thing he wants to do right now.
You lean down to kiss him deeply, leaning your weight into your hands to ‘hold him down’, biting his lower lip softly. He lets out a heated groan against your lips. All Might felt lucky to possess such heroic self restraint, because all he wanted to do right now was wrap his arms around you, slide his fingers into your hair, and kiss you back harder. But handing control to you was exciting him in ways he never thought possible…
You look down at him admiringly, his massive form laid flat on your equally massive bed (to rest All Might’s head, it has to be). You’re straddling his straining hips, and there’s something unspeakably erotic about having such a huge, powerful body at your mercy, knowing the self-control he’s having to exert in order to submit to you.
Leaning down to press kisses against his neck, you gently trace along it with your tongue, feeling his raised pulse beneath the heated skin. The sharp intake of breath makes your lips curl into a smile against his neck.
“A-ah…” All Might’s head tilts back, and he bites down on his lip. It’s even more satisfying than you’d anticipated. After all, it was so rare for that almighty facade to break so easily…
“My dear, might I make one request?” All Might breathes against your lips.
“And what might that be, my number one hero?” You smile fondly, leaning in to kiss him again.
“I want to taste you…” His words come out in an awed rush against you, kissing you back over and over, his body arching up against yours but obediently remaining ‘pinned’ under your hands.
You blink, your mind so fogged with arousal that you’re not sure that you heard him correctly.. but the lustful look in his shadowy eyes confirmed that you had.
“What did you want me to do, darling?” There’s something so appealing about how he is right now that you can’t resist asking him to repeat himself, to hear that famous voice make such demands of you.
“S-sit on me…” All Might’s voice is quiet, his soft entreaty abruptly changed to an uncharacteristically gruff command. You feel a rush of heat deep in your core as he bites down on his lip again, shifting under you. It’s so rare to see your lover this flustered… you just can’t resist provoking him some more.
“Oh, but I pretty much am sat on you, dear,” you tease, running your fingers along the strong jawline. He pouts up at you for a moment, before reaching down and picking you up by your hips. You can only yelp in shock before you’re set down just above his face, legs either side of his head.
“There,” he sighs in satisfaction, his hands gently squeezing your hips. Wait, weren’t you supposed to be holding him down?!
“Excuse me, hero…” You adjust yourself so that your knees are balanced on his arms, so you’re in a similar position, but pinning him down with your weight. He looks a little put out that his hands aren’t upon your body any more, especially now that you’re removing your nightie in order to be naked atop him.
“Weren’t you supposed to be restrained by me?”
You look down at your lover, and despite all your best efforts, you burst out in giggles.
“What is it, sweetheart?” He peers up at up from between your legs… which almost strikes you as funnier.
“It’s just… Your-your hair…” You laugh more, gesturing to the twin spikes that, from your angle, appeared to stick up from between your legs.
“Ah!” All Might laughed. “Like handlebars?” You reach down to ‘hold’ them, the both of you laughing together.
Your giggles finally subside, instead choosing to slowly run your fingers through his blonde mane. To your surprise, he groans, his breath hot on your inner thighs. You hadn’t realised he liked his hair played with that much before… or maybe he’d just been waiting too long for you.
“Oh, honey, please let me taste you…” His voice was husky, loaded with desire for you, his gaze dropping to the delicious junction between your thighs. It was so hard for him to play along, requiring a heroic level of self-restraint. He desperately wanted to grab your hips and drink you down like cold water on a hot day.
As soon as you voice your approval, he turns his head to bite down gently on your inner thigh, then a little more roughly on the other side. He then leans in reverently to your sex, pressing his lips gently against you before running the flat of his tongue along your slit. You can’t stifle a loud gasp: his tongue just felt so big.
He slowly lapped along your wet slit, before dragging it along your clit, manipulating it between his lips, sucking it deep while his tongue tip plays with the hardened nub. Within mere seconds, you’re panting, grabbing handfuls of his golden hair. For some reason, All Might had never struck you as a guy with a lot of sexual experience… and yet, his technique was the most flawless you had ever known.
You gasp, throwing your head back as you press your hips down into All Might’s face, to his approving growl. There’s a thump from behind you, and you look around in surprise. It takes a moment to realise that the sound had been his mighty hips surging up from the bed and falling back down into the mattress. You shudder, squirming upon his tongue as your eyes are drawn to the sizeable bulge tenting his boxers. You swallow hard - you’re reminded of how formidable this man really is…
“Oh.. T-Toshi.. All Might..” You sigh your lover’s name in rapture as his tongue works expertly at your sex, your hands grasping harder at his hair.
He pauses a moment to peek up at you, and his breath rushes from him at the sight: your nude body arched back, seeing you at the very moment you throw your head back with a gasp. To him, in this moment, you are the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and though he knows it goes against his ‘restraints’, he can’t help himself.
In the next moment, All Might’s massive arms have moved, slipping out effortlessly from under your knees, and wrapping around your body, pulling you down into him. You cry out in surprise and also in delicious pleasure: he’s pulling you down into his face, the pressure on your tender clit increasing. One very large hand grips your hip, fingers biting into your soft flesh, whilst the other hand slides up the contours of your body.
“A-ah, Toshi, that’s cheating–!” You’re cut off by your own desperate moan as he brings his thumb to your pulsing clit, rubbing it in firm, small circles as his thick tongue slides deep inside you. You can feel him moan along with you, drinking deep of you as he pleasures you, and it’s all too much already, feeling yourself melt upon his tongue.
“Toshi, I’m gonna… gonna– ahh–!” All Might feels your climax close by, moaning into you, the whines and whimpers falling from your lips nearly making his cock tear through his boxers. The warmth deep in your core spreads and you feel your orgasm hit you hard, the built-up tension snapping with your cry of satisfaction, your body slackening. All Might’s hand settles gently in the small of your back to help keep you upright, pressing slow, gentle kisses to your soaked sex.
Breathing deep, you open your eyes, blinking as you come down from your intense, much-needed orgasm. All Might moves those large, warm hands to your hips, shifting so he can look up at you reverently.
“You’re perfect, my dear…” he breathes in awe, a gentle smile upon his lips. “Oh, and you taste really good,” he adds, chuckling as he presses his lips to your thigh.
Hey! I’m not dead, somehow! And now for something completely different. As if it’s a surprise I fell for All Might when I got into My Hero Academia. 😂
All Might is canonically over 7ft 2in. I couldn’t stop thinking about this, and not in the way you might think! So I ended up writing something after 8 months of writing nothing. It’s just sickly fluff, hope you enjoy!
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You shift impatiently and sigh, glancing idly at your watch. Where on Earth is he? You know he’s a pretty busy guy, being the number one Hero and all, but you’d think he’d learn how to tell the time… especially when his beloved is coming to visit.
“I am HERE!”
You yelp, startled by the bellowing voice behind you, even more so by the powerful arms that encircle your waist tightly.
“Toshi, what the– Hey!” You’re cut off mid-sentence as he lifts you up and back against his chest. It’s as if you’re weightless, and he laughs in delight at your response. He might have been late, but there’s no doubt about it - All Might always did know how to make an entrance.
He kisses your neck and places you down gently, even as you hear the murmurs around you that always seem to accompany him. There was no way he could be inconspicuous.
You turn around and look up at him with a smile. It’s impossible not to smile back at him. He’s like the sun, dazzling you with his gentle warmth.
“I’m sorry for being late, my dear,” he murmurs, kissing your hand. As old fashioned as ever… He has to bend quite low for that, and you snicker.
“Well, give me a proper kiss to make up for it!” You hold your hands up to him, and he grins down at you.
“I can’t very well reach you down there, can I, honey? You’re just so little!” Just as you’re about to protest that’s not true, All Might bends down and scoops you up in one arm effortlessly, so that you’re sat over his forearm. You splutter in disbelief as his free hand brushes the loose hair from your face, then reaching to twine his fingers with yours, your hand feeling tiny against his.
“What’s wrong?” His usual booming voice is a hushed whisper of concern, and you look somewhat embarrassed.
“A-aren’t I a bit too big for all this?” you mutter, but you’re cut off by the hearty laugh you know so well. You’re anticipating a jokey remark of some kind, but instead his fingers lift your chin, turning your gaze up to his face.
“Nonsense. You’re perfect.” All Might says simply, kissing your forehead. Your eyes widen and the blush explodes over your cheeks. Has he always been this direct, or had you just forgotten? You figure it’s the latter.
He ruffles your hair affectionately, and as he gazes down at you tenderly, that beaming smile you know well is softer than usual.
