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Very well, I want to clarify that I don't own the characters of BOKU NO HERO ACADEMY, only the...
๋࣭⭑ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : possessive! xavier, mentions of breaking in ig? slight yandere themes, fem! reader
๋࣭⭑ 𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐌𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 : eh heh this started out as a jealous! xavier blurp and turned into whatever this is ... (๑﹏๑//) heavily considering delving into yan! xavier more, maybe even a minis series for him but pls be kind this was my first time writing something yandere >·<
𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 said that Xavier has the patience of a saint. You've experienced it first hand. You can poke, prod, babble, annoy and shout to your heart's content he would remain unwavering no matter what you tried.
But today Xavier's patience is wearing thin. The more minutes tick by the tighter his fists are clenching and the harder he has to tighten his jaw. His eyes are glued to the clock on the wall, watching with withering self control as the late afternoon slips away, only to be greeted with the slow hum of the city coming alive for nighttime.
You should've been home already... he thinks bitterly. What in the world could possibly be keeping you up?
He knows your schedule like the back of his hand, knows the ins and outs of your day to day life, where you go, who you see, what you do. You've never been out so late before so why are you making him wait like this?
He nearly shoots up from the couch the moment he hears your keys jingling at the front door of your apartment, his boots thudding against the wooden floors and by the time the door swings open to reveal your figure he's already got you by the wrist and tugged you inside.
Your first instinct is to fight, pulling against his grip with blazing fear that this might be an intruder grabbing you but you settle the moment you hear Xavier exhaling your name. He pushes his body flush against yours, makes you take a few messy steps backward until you feel your back bumping against the front door he'd tipped shut with his foot. Slender digits tighten around your wrist before he delicately tips your hand up to his lips, tenderly brushing them across the exposed skin.
"You had me worried..." he exhales, hot breaths fanning across your skin. Your eyes dart from your hand to his face and back again before you shiver a little, squirming against the door. His eyes fix themselves on you, his gaze heavy and pupils dilated, like a predator that's watching its prey, studying it, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. "Where have you been?"
You swallow once, twice, trying your hardest to rid yourself from the lump in your throat before you manage to croak out, "At the office. There was some paperwork that needed-"
Xavier stills, like someone just dunked him in ice cold water. He tips his head, strands of star-kissed hair brushing across his brows. "Were you alone?"
You can't place his tone, it's chilly, each letter dipped in quiet threat, low with warning.
"I.... Well, I needed some help with my computer because it didn't want to submit my files so I asked one of the guys from the IT department to-"
Without warning Xavier is pushing his hips forward till they're pressing tightly against yours, bringing your hand up so he could nudge it against is face. He exhales a long breath, even closes his eyes for a fleeting moment, before he gazes at you again. Swirls of darkness greet you, his pupils swallowing the flecks of blue that once resided there. "I see..." he hums.
You squirm again, but this time Xavier pins you against the door with a little more force, leaving you utterly helpless as his hips take an experimental buck forward, feeling the warmth between your thighs.
There's a whimper clawing its way up your throat but you're determined to swallow it down, breaking the intensity of his gaze as you glance around at your surroundings. You chew on your syllables, searching for the right thing to say.
"What were you doing in my apartment?"
Xavier hums, his chest vibrating with the sound before he finally releases your wrist and steps back. You draw a deep breath into your lungs when he does, your skin warm and something buzzes in your chest that you can't place, brushing your ribs and shooting straight down between your thighs.
There's a gentle smile pulling at his lips, a soft curve of plumpness there before he turns to motion to the kitchen where two boxes of takeout is waiting.
"Silly girl," he chides, his eyes glinting with something unknown when he glances back at you. "I brought you dinner. It's important to keep your energy up, especially with how hard you've been working."
"Oh..." you exhale, a small wave of guilt washing over you for being so wary about him, he's your neighbor after all. He's just doing something nice for you and here you are doubting his intentions.
You shuffle towards the kitchen, helping yourself to a serving. Heaven knows you needed it after your shift today.
Xavier slides up beside you, murmuring, "All I want to do is take care of you." His hand lingers on your hand as he grabs his respective box. "You will let me, won't you?"
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Very well, I want to clarify that I don't own the characters of BOKU NO HERO ACADEMY, only the main character and her p...
—# character(s): eijirou kirishima x reader x katsuki bakugou
—# word count: 5,475
—# cw/tw: female reader (AFAB anatomy, femme pet names/pronouns), aged-up characters (everyone is 21+), size kink (reader is referred to as little lady, little one, etc.), exhibitionism, voyeurism, degradation and praise, dacryphilia, hard dom bakugou, bakugou is referred to as "sir", soft dom kirishima, kirishima is referred to as "daddy", face and throat fucking, unprotected sex, anal, minimal prep, double penetration, creampie, no mentioned aftercare
To say that your sex life is boring would be the understatement of the century. With his surprisingly sadistic tendencies and knack for not realizing his own strength, Kirishima has never failed to leave you a sobbing mess underneath him in the past year that you’ve been together. He gets so caught up in the moment at times, he doesn’t even notice all of the bite marks and bruises littering your skin until he’s rubbing lotion on your raw bottom and kneading out any sore spots aching in your muscles from him rutting into you so ruthlessly.
Despite his goofy and happy-go-lucky nature, Kirishima is a rough lover—the type to make you pray to God and Satan and every entity in between for some sort of reprieve from his ravenous nature—and he’s always blurring the line between teasing and straight up cruelty. Has that ever stopped you from jumping on him the second he tells you he’s horny? No, absolutely not. Because for every sadist out there, there’s a masochist eager to please and be used until they can’t possibly take anymore, and you just so happen to be Kirishima’s exact type of pain slut.
However, not even the most animalistic of sex can be saved from predictability, and after spending the past twelve months getting to know each other’s most feral needs, you’re beginning to catch on to his little signals—how he growls right before he sinks his incisors into your plush skin, how he likes to call you his “precious little cum dumpster” before impaling you on his cock, how he weaves his fingers through your hair before forcing you to swallow every centimeter of his thick shaft. The sex is still amazing, mind-blowing even, and you’ve never been left unsatisfied, but you can’t deny that it all has become...routine.
Which is exactly why you are currently trying to convince your boyfriend to cockwarm you during your next hangout session with your friend group.
It hasn’t been an easy feat, to say the least. As wild as Kirishima is, he’s a sweetheart down to his mushy core and can’t fathom doing something so heinous in front of his friends. He has no qualms with making you scream his name until your voice is hoarse and he’s sure he’s woken up a few people in the dormitory, but doing something where anyone can catch you if they stare for more than seven seconds? That just might be out of his comfort zone. But, you’re nothing if not persistent, and you’re determined to make him see how thrilling it can all be.
Unfortunately for you, Kirishima can be just as stubborn, and not even the promise of a month’s worth of blowjobs has been able to sway him in your favor.
“You already blow me every day, sweetheart,” he so lovingly points out. “You were gagging on my dick just this morning before class!”
You groan, knowing he had a very valid point, and you’re on the verge of dropping the entire thing until another idea pops into your sex-riddled brain. It’s truly a lightbulb-over-your-head moment, and you’re a little disappointed in yourself for not thinking of it before. Pushing your breasts up a little, you lean over to your boyfriend and look at him with the best puppy dog eyes you can, your lower lip jutting out in the way that you know drives him up the walls.
Kirishima is immediately on guard, his ruby orbs narrowing as he watches you slowly place yourself on his lap. “What are you thinking of, baby?” he asks, his tone bordering on defensive.
“What if I told you,” you reply as you ghost your lips over the sensitive shell of his ear, “I’d let you fuck me in the ass if you let me do this?”
You swear you can feel him already getting a little hard at the mere thought of it, and he sounds somewhat breathless when he answers. “I thought you weren’t into that. I don’t want you to force yourself to try something for my sake.”
“Call it a fair exchange? After all, I’m asking you to do something for me and it’d be selfish of me to not return the favor.”
His large hands stay glued on your hips and he’s trying his hardest to seem like he isn’t about to cum in his pants, but he’s practically vibrating with anticipation—pupils swallowing his scarlet iris, thighs twitching and jumping at every little movement you make, fingernails slightly digging into your flesh, his tongue swiping over his lips as he weighs the pros and cons of your proposition. Anal is something he has brought up a few times, and you would shoot it down before he could even finish the sentence. But now? Now you’re the one bringing it up? He’d be an idiot to pass up such an opportunity, he knows it, but there’s the part of him that would hate for you to risk putting yourself at harm just so he’ll bend for you.
“I can see the gears turning in your head,” you jest, lacing your fingers behind his neck and pulling him closer to you. “‘S okay, daddy. I’ve been thinking about it a lot anyway, and I’m willing to try it if you’re still up for it.”
He studies your face with cautious eyes, undoubtedly looking for any signs of hesitance. When he finds none, he has no other choice than to rest his chin on your shoulder and sigh. “God, you’re such a stubborn little thing, baby…”
“Is that a yes?” you eagerly ask.
“It’s a yes. Just don’t get too carried away now, yeah? You can’t use anal to get me to do whatever you want,” he delicately chides, but there’s no missing the dominance laced in his voice. “I’m the one in charge here, and it wouldn’t be very manly of me to crumble so much.”
“Mmm, of course you’re in charge, daddy.”
But there’s no use in denying the sick thrill of finally getting your boyfriend to cave in for you. After all, he’s right—you are stubborn, and nothing is going to stop you from getting what you want.
•• ━━━━━ ••●•• ━━━━━ ••
“Are you sure about this, baby?” your boyfriend asks as he eyes the short skirt you’ve picked out for tonight’s antics. “What if we get caught?”
You giggle at his hesitance, finding it charming that he could be so prudeish at times even though he’s normally the one encouraging being adventurous in the bedroom. Though, this time, you’re trying to take things outside of the bedroom. “That’s the thrill of it all, babe,” you reassure him. “Don’t you think it’s kinda hot that no one will know what we’re doing?”
Sharp teeth bite down on his bottom lip, and he can’t ignore the shivers it sends down his spine to see you so flippant about such a lewd act. “I mean…yeah. But you don’t think it’d freak them out? I don’t want to make our friends uncomfortable or anything.”
“Kami and Sero will probably be too high to notice anything, and Bakugou gets, like, weirdly engrossed in movies. I think we’ll be okay, bubs.”
“But—”
“No but’s,” you cut him off—a rare thing for you to do, but necessary at times when he’s overthinking yet again. “We already got the lube for your reward tonight. I promise you, it’ll be worth it.”
By the time the five of you have gathered in the common room, Kirishima is still a nervous wreck, but he can feel himself warming up to the idea slowly as you lower yourself onto his lap, a blanket strewn across your legs to hide your sinful actions. Your movements are so subtle, even he wouldn’t have noticed you’re shifting your panties to the side and unzipping his pants in one fluid motion. The action movie on the television screen drowns out any sounds of shuffling clothing, and he hates to admit you had been right all along—no one is none the wiser to you sinking yourself onto your boyfriend’s throbbing erection.
No matter how familiar the burn of the stretch is, you still have to bite your lip to keep from moaning out loud. Having Sero to turn to smile at you doesn’t really help much either, only adds to the adrenaline rush of it all, his bloodshot eyes focused on your covered thighs.
“A little cold there?” he snickers, and though you know the comment is harmless, you’re still worried about him knowing.
Kirishima is quick to save you from racking your brain for an excuse. “Little Lady here insisted on wearing her cute skirt even though I told her it was just a movie night. You know how stubborn she can be.”
“Oh, Little Lady is very stubborn,” you echo, a sly grin on your face, which earns you a pinch to your thigh from Kirishima. Of course, the only appropriate reaction would be to squeeze down on his cock, and that’s exactly what you do. Only you can hear the hiss that escapes his lips, a low, sharp sound full of pain and frustration, and that makes your cunt clench again.
Once Sero turns his attention back to the movie, muttering something about how cute you guys are together, your boyfriend nips at your ear, dares to snap his hips up the tiniest bit so you can feel his length graze against your spongy walls. “You better be careful there, little one,” Kirishima warns. “Can’t have anyone know what we’re doing, can we? Unless...you want them to.” And then, he snaps his hips again, a little more forcibly, his balls slapping your ass cheek through his boxers, his fingernails digging into your skin and forcing you to stay exactly where you are.
“Daddy,” you whine, and loll your head back a little. “We’re gonna get caught.”
“This was your idea, was it not? Are you saying you want to back out?” His tone is playful, cheeky, smugly enjoying how hard it is for you to keep a cool head. Nothing satisfies him more than seeing how quickly you can lose your wits once you’re on his cock, and that sadistic part of him you always bring out is wanting to see how long you can go before you’re begging him to stop.
“No,” you quickly defend, snagging the attention of Kaminari.
Red-tinged golden eyes flick between yours and Kirishima’s faces and back down to the blanket on your lap, curious but oblivious. “You two okay over there?”
This time, Kirishima doesn’t swoop in. Oh, no, he leaves you to scramble up some excuse as to why you just randomly yelled out in such a pathetic tone. “Uh… Kirishima wants to grab a beer, but I don’t want him to get up because I’m too comfortable.” A weak excuse, but it seems to work because Kaminari is jumping up from his spot on the floor to dash to the kitchen.
“Almost got us caught there, sweetheart,” Kirishima informs you in a husky tone. “Naughty girl.”
Instead of replying, you decide to wiggle on his lap, gyrating your hips a little and feeling his cock move around your sopping pussy. His fingers are quick to pinch at your skin again, but you swat them away and continue your ministrations, daring him to make a sound as Kaminari returns with two cans of beer in hand.
“You okay there, man?” the blonde asks, taking note of the strained expression on his friend’s face. “You look like you’re in pain.”
“‘m fine,” the red head responds, but even he can tell it sounds like a lie.
“I dunno, shitty hair,” Bakugou speaks up for the first time that night, a smug tone to his voice and a knowing gleam in those vermillion eyes of his. “You look like a fuckin’ mess. What’s the matter?”
“Nothing,” he uncharacteristically snaps, and you squeeze his thigh as a reminder to stay calm. After taking a deep breath, Kirishima continues on with his signature grin, “Just a little hard to focus when I have such a cute little thing in my lap.”
Kaminari wrinkles his nose and practically shoves the beer in Kirishima’s hand. “You guys are grossly cute. Stop it.”
“They couldn’t stop even if they wanted to,” Bakugou tuts, and it’s the way he says it that lets you know he knows. “Ain’t that right, shitty hair?”
Though his carmine orbs remain fixated on your face, you can tell just by how sure of himself he sounds that you and Kirishima haven’t gone completely unnoticed. You should feel mortified. You should feel like the most disgusting person in the world for being caught stuffed with your boyfriend’s cock while your best friends sat around you, innocently enjoying a movie and each other’s company, unknowingly watching you and Kirishima push each other to your wit’s end. But...you don’t. You feel excited, exhilarated, alive with the thrill of seeing your friend’s reaction to how lewd you can be.
“Of course, bro!” Kirishima happily agrees, and the smirk that Bakugou sends you is the final nail in the coffin—he knows and wants to do something about it.
Your cunt clenches around your boyfriend again—this time, without you noticing—and Kirishima’s hand grabs a fist-full of your ass, a warning to calm down. Of course, you don’t listen, couldn’t fathom listening to him while Bakugou is watching you out of the corner of his eyes, his fists clenched at his sides but a neutral expression on his face.
Is he enjoying this? Is he getting off on watching you cockwarm your boyfriend? Wanting to test the waters, you grind yourself even further down on Kirishima’s lap, gauging to see if it earns any reaction out of the blonde. The most he does is cock his eyebrow a bit, but for someone as stone-faced as Bakugou, that speaks volumes. His legs are placed in a way that you can’t quite see his lap, but you have a sneaking suspicion that if you could, there might just be a tent there. A fire has been lit in your veins, and you plan to let it consume you as you drive your boyfriend further up the walls. It’s not that you’re wanting to sleep with Bakugou, per say, but you aren’t against giving him a little show. After all, this entire thing was your suggestion, and if you can get two men off at once while satisfying your own desires, you aren’t going to stop any time soon.
Kirishima’s cock twitches inside of you again as you continue to squirm against him, and you can hear all of the little pants that are huffing out of puffy lips. He’s close to losing it, you know, close to completely snapping and carrying you to your dorm room. His fingernails are digging into your skin and nearly drawing blood, his thighs keep tensing underneath you, and the head of his leaking cock won’t stop brushing against your cervix—all the perfect formula to make him spill his seed and paint your insides white. You aren’t doing much better, pussy clenching him in an attempt to milk him for every last drop, tiny hands shaking as you try to find some stability, legs twitching and trying to wrap around his to keep him in place.
If Bakugou hadn’t scooted closer to you two, Kirishima might have whispered another warning in your ear to “keep still, little one”.
Instead, it’s Bakugou whispering in your ear, “You fuckin’ horn dogs couldn’t keep it in your pants until after the movie, hah?”
“Whatever do you mean, Bakugou?” you whisper back, innocently batting your eyelashes and pouting ever so slightly.
The sneer on his face is enough to make you shrink back a little. “I ain’t a fuckin’ idiot, princess. You really think I don’t know what you two are up to?”
“Wait, Baku—” Kirishima tries to speak up, but he’s quickly cut off by the venomous glare the blonde sends him.
“You’re that desperate to put a show on?” It isn’t clear who he’s talking to this time around, but that doesn’t stop you from trying to speak up. “Better be real fuckin’ careful about the next words that come out of your mouth, or I might have to convince Kiri to let me have a round with you.”
“I wouldn’t mind,” Kirishima suddenly injects. “And Little Lady here is squeezing so hard on me, I think she might like it, too. Isn’t that right?”
Your mind is refusing to form any coherent sentences, too busy playing the mental image of having both men use your body as much as they please. It’s not something you’ve ever considered—would never dream of bringing it up with your boyfriend in fear that it might make him feel inadequate—but the eager gleam in his eyes is telling you it’s something he definitely has considered.
It does make sense that Bakugou is the only person he’s comfortable sharing you with, probably the only person who could match his sadistic tendencies. And you have noticed that the blonde has been a tad bit nicer to you lately—not snapping at you as much, barely raising his voice even at times when a good scream is warranted, has even offered to tutor you in subjects you’re struggling with. At first, you had brushed it off as him trying not to scare his best friend's girl off with his explosive personality, but now you’re wondering if this is something the two men have been plotting behind your back.
You don’t have time to ponder the details, though. Bakugou cocks an eyebrow at you, eyes darting between the two of you before smirking and nodding. “We’re gonna have a fuckin’ blast after this dumbass movie is over then.”
It’s torture waiting for the credits to roll on the screen, feeling Kirishima twitch inside of you every few minutes, having Bakugo leaning so close that you can smell his body wash. If Kaminari and Sero weren’t sitting on the floor near you, you might have just screamed and pulled both men into your dorm room yourself. A part of you is tempted to do it anyway, but you know for a fact neither man would grant you any mercy if you did.
And so, you wait like a good little girl, Kirishima’s cock resting snug in your pussy, Bakugou’s broad shoulder brushing against yours, trying to focus on a movie whose plot line doesn’t even matter anymore. How can anyone follow along with such a dumb movie when they have two of the hottest men they’ve ever laid eyes on waiting to ravage their body?
By the Good Grace of God, the credits come a lot sooner than you had anticipated, and Kirishima doesn’t even bother pulling his cock out of you as he carries you to your dorm room, the blanket still wrapped around his waist, Bakugou hot on his heels, hurriedly wishing Sero and Kaminari a good night. There’s no trace of patience found in how roughly he throws you onto your bed, and both men are stripping you of your clothes before your mind can process anything.
Bakugou’s thick fingers cup your chin, forcing you to look into his ruby orbs, his nails biting at your skin. “Since Kirishima got to have his dick in you for the last two hours, I’m gonna fuck this slutty mouth of yours until tears are streaming down your face. Understand?”
“Y-Y-Yes, sir!”
Kirishima darkly chuckles as he sits down on the mattress, an easy smile on his face and his hand wrapped around his shaft. “Have at it, bro. She can suck cock like a champ.”
“We’ll see how well she can take mine.”
There’s no time to think as Bakugou teasingly brushes the angry red tip against your lips before easing in—slowly, careful as to not trigger your gag reflex yet, his hips already stuttering with the strain of holding back. You don’t care about niceties, however. With one last lungful of oxygen, you quickly swallow him down until your nose is brushing against his blonde pubic hair, and he chokes on air at your boldness.
“Fuckin’ hell,” he groans, lacing his fingers through your hair and hunching forward a little.
“What’d I tell ya, man?” Kirishima brags. “She’s a champ.”
“Yeah, no fuckin’ kidding.” His voice is strained, breathless, nearly cracking, and that only motivates you to bob your head even faster. But before you can get too carried away, he grabs your face and holds you still, his eyes burning with fury. “What the fuck did I just say?”
Unable to answer him, you simply tilt your head slightly in question.
“I said I was going to fuck you mouth. So stay fuckin’ still and take it like a good little whore.”
His thrusts are cruel, ruthless, not caring about how much you’re sobbing as he fucks your tight throat, about how roughly his pubic bone smacks against your face. The only thing he can possibly care about right now is how pretty you look struggling to take him whole, and he’s determined to see how much you can take before you break.
Luckily for him, a year with Kirishima has trained you well, and you’re able to keep up with him, tiny hands wrapping around his hips and guiding him into your mouth, your throat spasming around him in a way that has him uttering the filthiest things as his balls slap against your chin.
“God, that’s so fucking hot,” Kirishima groans, fisting his cock while he watches the scene in front of him. “You look so fucking sexy, baby. I can see your neck bulging from his cock. Makes me wanna come over and feel it myself.”
“Then do it, idiot,” Bakugou challenges. “Come over here and feel how much of a cock whore your girl is.”
“Don’t mind if I do.”
It’s almost hypnotizing watching how large the lump in your throat is, feeling how much your throat is struggling to wrap around it, knowing it’s his best friend’s cock causing it. It’s so fucking erotic and tantalizing, Kirishima begins pumping his own cock even faster, not even bothering to stifle every moan that rips out of his sweaty chest. He needs you two to hear how crazy you’re driving him.
“Don’t make yourself cum too soon, dumbass,” Bakugou chides in a strangled voice. “We’ve still gotta fuck the bitch, y’know.”
Kirishima growls in frustration, his other hand tangling in your hair and pulling you off of his friend. You’re gasping for air, your face coated in saliva and tears, your throat already feeling fucked-raw. “Then, let’s do it, because you look like you’re about to cum and I can’t fucking take this anymore. I was promised anal tonight and I’m fucking getting it.”
“Anal?” Bakugou echos, looking comically confused. “Fuck, Shitty Hair, didn’t know you two were that crazy.”
“I literally just let you fuck her face right in front of me. Now, go grab the lube out of her side table while I get her nice and ready for us, yeah? Little Lady looks like she needs to catch her breath a little before we continue.”
Gentle fingers trace the wetness on your face, and you immediately melt under his touch, leaning in and nuzzling your face in his palm. No matter how rough he may be, Kirishima always takes the time to make sure you’re okay before proceeding any further. He’s a sadistic little thing with a sexual appetite unlike anything you’ve ever seen before, but he isn’t heartless. Bringing your hand up to his mouth, he ghosts his lips over your knuckles, carmine orbs locked on yours and holding so much love in them, you could start weeping right then and there.
“You hanging in there, baby?” he gently asks.
You hum against his palm, delicately kissing the scarred skin. “‘M okay, daddy. Promise.”
He’s careful to lay your body down on the mattress, nose brushing against yours as he hovers over you, his fingers running up and down your sides and nearly tickling you. “Are you ready for this? I know it’s intense, and it’s okay if you want to back out now before it gets to be too much.”
It’s pathetic how desperate you sound, but you can’t keep the whininess out of your voice as you plea, “No! I wanna do this! Wanna feel both of you inside of me. Please, daddy, let me feel it!”
“Damn, she really is broken in, huh?” Bakugou observes, tossing the bottle of lube onto the bed and sitting down next to you, cock shining with precum and your spit.
“She’s my little cockwhore.” The degradation shouldn’t sound so sweet, but when it’s said as tenderly as Kirishima says it, it’s impossible not to smile.
“She’s even smiling while you call her that shit? Jesus fucking Christ, she really is a cockwhore.”
“Enough chit-chat,” Kirishima declares, his voice strict now. “Baby, be a good girl and get on top of Bakugou, yeah? I want you to take his cock while I prep your ass for me, okay?”
You don’t need to be told twice and Bakugou acts without thinking—a deliciously twisted dynamic, really. You sink yourself onto Bakugou’s throbbing shaft and hiss as he bottoms out, your cunt sore and horribly neglected from the torturous hours of cockwarming your boyfriend. Crimson eyes roll to the back of his skull while you lean forward to allow Kirishima to apply the lube to your puckered hole, and Bakugou swears he’s going to go absolutely insane from waiting.
The smile you offer him is enough to calm him down, because he’s never seen someone look so pretty as they’re preparing to take two cocks at once. With tears still on your face and your hair a mess, you’re still one of the most beautiful things he’s ever laid eyes on, and he so desperately needs to see you cry even more. You’re at your prettiest when you’re crying, after all.
The lube is cold against your hole, causing you to subconsciously squeeze down on Bakugou, and Kirishima is careful as he works his finger inside of you. “There we go, sweetheart, you’re taking it so well! I’m already knuckle-deep in.”
“M-More,” you whimper. “Want more.”
Bakugou groans underneath you, and if you didn’t know any better, you would dare to call it a whine. “God, just fucking shove it in her already. She can take it. She’s begging for it. Just fucking do it and let’s fuck her already.”
“Eager, are we, Bakugou?” Kirishima jests. “But that’s up to her.”
“Do it,” you cry out, digging your fingernails into Bakugou’s pecs and dragging them down until they’re grazing over his toned stomach. “Do it! Do it! Do it! Break me. I don’t fucking care. Just please, fuck me!”
Cocking an eyebrow, the blonde smirks and snaps his hips, pulling another squeak out of you. “You hear the lady, fuck her.”
Nothing could prepare you for the feeling of Kirishima’s cock burying itself in your ass while Bakugou’s is nestled in your pussy. Crying out a name—whose, exactly, you’re unsure of—your body seizes up and lurches forward as you try to adjust to the stretch of both dicks inside of you, and Bakugou swiftly catches you before you can bury your face in his neck.
“Oh, hell no, you don’t,” he hisses and cups your face in his hands. “I wanna see that cute face of yours as we fuck you. You ain’t hiding, princess.”
Rather than replying, you begin to bounce on him, causing Kirishima to rut into you and grab onto your hips to stabilize himself.
Sharp teeth bury themselves in themselves in your bare shoulder, and this time you’re sure it’s Kirishima’s name you’re crying out. “Careful, little lady, you’ve gotta adjust.”
Frustrated tears prick at the corners of your eyes once again, and you gyrate your hips against both men. “Want it now. Need it now. Please, daddy, ‘Suki, just fuck me already!”
Not a word is said. Not a word is needed. With one final glance tossed to each other, Bakugou and Kirishima start to thrust into you and harshly as they can, Kirishima’s fingers lacing with the other man’s and pinning his hands above his head, effectively trapping you between both of their sweaty bodies.
Though you feel as if you’re about to snap in half, you revel in how sinful it feels to have both of their cocks brushing against each other inside of you, the thin wall between your asshole and pussy the only thing separating them. It hurts—god, it fucking hurts. It’s almost too much to handle, and your body is screaming at you to slow down. But hearing how much they’re moaning for you, feeling how nicely they both fill you up, seeing how much they’re lost in their own need to pump into you until you’re full of cum, makes every ounce of pain you’re feeling worth it.
A large hand slaps at your ass cheeks, and another pulls on your hair until your scalp is burning, forcing you to look into a pair of scarlet orbs. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” Kirishima growls, yanking even harder. “You wanted to be fucked like this, hm?”
There’s another smack to your bottom, and Bakugou hisses, “Said you wanted us to break you, hah, princess? How’s this for breaking you—feeling both of our cocks deep inside of you? This what you’ve been crying for like a dumb little whore?”
“Yes,” you cry out, tiny fingers grasping at Bakugou’s chest. “Yes, yes, yes! God, yes! Don’t stop, please!”
“Stop? Now why would we stop, baby?” your boyfriend mocks. “I don’t think you’re quite broken yet.”
“If she can fuckin’ speak, she ain’t broken,” the man beneath you growls before sinking his teeth in your collarbone.
True to their words, Kirishima and Bakugou continue to pound into you at a back-breaking pace. Your face is buried in Bakugou’s broad chest, your arms are pinned at your sides, and you have no other choice than to take the assault on each and every one of your senses.
It’s hard to tell whose body begins where and where they end when the three of you are tangled together so tightly, but does it really fucking matter? Because the only thing your brain is wanting to register is the sensation of their dicks pumping in and out of you, slamming against your cervix and offering you no mercy whatsoever. It’s what you deserve, after all.
You’re the one who wanted to push on a show for your friends. You’re the one who promised Kirishima you would let him fuck your ass. You’re the one who has been wanting to switch things up in the bedroom. And now, you get to be the one getting fucked until you’re a drooling mess sandwiched between their muscled bodies.
Kirishima pulls on your hair again, this time, making you look at the other pair of cloudy carmine eyes. “Does she look broken to you, Bakugou?”
A smirk spreads across his lips, and he looks far too smug as he says, “I think so, Kiri. Poor bitch looks like she isn’t even thinking right now.”
The growl that escapes Kirishima’s throat is nothing short of animalistic, and his hips are beginning to stutter ever so slightly as he continues to rut into your ragdoll body. “Fucking hell, I can feel your dick rubbing against mine and it’s driving me crazy. Gonna cum soon at this rate.”
Bakugou doesn’t sound like he’s doing much better—breath ragged, voice husky and strained—and his eyes are practically rolling all of the way to the back of his head. “Fuck, me too. Let’s fill the whore up with both of our cum, yeah? Pretty sure she’s close, too.”
Forming a sentence is a forgein concept to your muddle mind, let alone trying to think of a response to their words. But your cunt does the speaking for you in the way of clamping down on their dicks, squeezing them until they’re nearly frozen in place. That doesn’t stop them, however, only pushes them to keep thrusting into you until the three of you reach your highs together, a mixture of lube and cum coating all of your thighs as the men shutter inside of you.
“Now, she’s broken,” Kirishima pants, a sense of sick pride in his tired voice.
“Tch, I’d say,” Bakugou agrees as he tries to catch his breath. “Poor bitch can’t even speak right now. Think we fucked her stupid.”
The only thing you’re able to do is nod along, too exhausted and fucked-out to do anything other than bury your face in Bakugou’s neck and attempt to process what the hell just happened.
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Summary: Kirishima invites Shindou to one of their game nights when Sero can’t make it, and Bakugou is pissed. But once Shindou realises that you’re on the other side of the call with Bakugou, he has something else planned.
Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Shindou Yo x Kirishima Eijirou x Kaminari Denki x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, pwp, guided sex, dirty talk, exhibitionism, voyeurism, phone sex, m!masturbation mentioned, squirting, praise, still not proof-read sorry!
Word Count: 3.2k.
“Don’t be mean, Bakugou.” The cocky tone of Shindou’s voice radiated through the speaker, “Let her hear properly.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes, taking one of his headphones out so he could place it inside your ear. Shifting his hips so your back was pressed firmly against his chest as he weaved his arms around your waist. Holding you tight against his body as you could now hear everything on the line clearly.
“She’s got a headphone in,” Bakugou muttered, the tent in his pants prodding your ass as you shuffled against it.
“She’s finally joined us, huh?” You could hear the grin in Shindou’s voice as you rested your back against Bakugou’s chest, “Hey, pretty girl.”
“Hi,” You mumbled shyly, suddenly feeling self-conscious that everyone was listening to you, eager to hang on to your every word.
“Hi,” Shindou repeated back with a grin, “Glad you decided to join us for the game. Is this your first time too?”
Your face flushed at the question, knowing all too well that this most definitely wasn’t the first time you’d joined Bakugou during game night, often irritated that he was spending some much-deserved time off work with his friends instead of with you when you were especially needy. So often he’d allow you to climb onto his lap during the games as you shamelessly got yourself off using him, the microphone going silent so he could whisper filth into your ear. Telling the guys that it was his connection, even though gameplay never once dropped. You’d lost count of the number of times that you’d sucked his cock during a stream, but this was the first time you’d been caught.
“Oh, it’s not?” Shindou took your silence as his answer, the response causing a confused “What?! How?” To burst from Kaminari as Kirishima sucked in a breath, “You naughty girl.”
First off to the anon that requested this I'm so sorry that this took so long for me to get done for you! (Changed a couple little things, but I hope this is still what you wanted!)
Anon Requested: I just want reader to.be romanced by this man. Like I want this confident pro hero to see what he likes and decides he's gotta have her. Just want Deku to be readers first ( not his first time though) and just, treat her so good, eats her out like the Queen she is, and just fucking her full of his thick cum from his fat cock, till she gets a little tummy. Because I know this man has a breeding kink and no one can tell me otherwise. Just fucks her stupid.
WC: 4.6K
Warnings: Oral (fem receiving), loss of virginity, cream pie, belly bulge.
It started off slow and sweet. The perfect meet cute, bumping into him and dropping the few little shopping bags you held scattering their contents everywhere. Of course he smiles and apologizes, helping you collect everything, taking all the blame because he wasn’t paying attention even though you know it was your fault. It’s a rare day off for him and because he’s not the same shy kind of awkward little boy anymore he takes the plunge and asks if he can take you out later that evening because god he thinks you are gorgeous. Giving him a bright smile you easily agree and type your number into his phone.
“L/n Y/n.” He says coolly reading it off his screen before smiling at you.
“That would be me!” You giggled. “And you are?”
“Midoriya Izuku.” He offers, holding out a large hand for you. Smiling you shake his hand ignoring the little flutter low in your belly at how warm and large his hand is against yours. You can’t help the overwhelming feeling that you’ve seen him somewhere before, but you’d remember that voice and face if you’d met. The name doesn’t ring a bell either. “I’ll text you the details, yeah?”
“Sounds good!” Giving him a small smile and wave you adjust your grip on your bags and start your walk home leaving him to do his thing. Walking up to your apartment complex you pass by a small group of kids playing heroes and villains that it hits you. He’s a hero, and not just any hero. Excitement courses through your body at the thought of pro hero Deku liking you enough to ask you out.
Getting home you start putting everything away when you hear your phone buzz softly on the counter. Biting your lip you try not to get your hopes up as you pick the phone up. You can’t help the mini happy dance you do when you see his name across your phone. Bouncing on your feet slightly, you open the message and squeal when you read his simple plan.6 o’clock for dinner at the little cafe near the market? I can pick you up if you'd like.
You immediately type out a confirmation and your address. Shoving the rest of your groceries away you can’t help but start getting ready. A quick raid of your closet and what feels like hours in front of your mirror later you spin around in a soft little sundress with your hair down and a simple natural makeup look. A few minutes before 6 he knocks on your door and the two of you make your way to the cafe. The date goes perfectly. You two spend the night getting to know one another and laughing softly as you end up walking around the little park near your home and it ends with a soft kiss good night.
This becomes a pattern for the two of you over the next couple months. Midoriya does everything he can to take care of you whenever he can. Everything is perfect, even when one night he has you seated in his lap lost in a rather intense make out session, his hands creep up your thighs slowly that you snap out of it.
“Izuku. I have to tell you something.” You whisper, pulling away from.
“Of course angel, you can tell me anything.”
“Um, you see, I never really found someone I trusted enough, and I didn’t date a lot in high school or college so I guess.”
“You’re rambling.” He smiles, cupping your cheeks softly. “Just tell me, it won't change how I feel about you.”
“I’m a virgin.” You mumble, looking down to avoid his gaze.
“Is that all?” He questions. When you nod slowly, he pulls your head up to look at you directly. “That’s fine angel, it doesn't matter to me. We go at your speed for anything and everything.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course.”
It’s a soft feeling of reassurance that makes you trust him in a way you never thought possible. Over the next year of your relationship he keeps to his promise of going at your speed, never pushing or asking for too much. Even when you finally move into his apartment he doesn't push, he simply looks at you like you are the most amazing thing in the world. Every time he has to leave you he gives you a soft kiss and promises to do his best to be safe before whispering a soft I love you and leaving.
“Izu, it’s beautiful!” You cry looking at the gold necklace with a little green gem hanging off it.
“Yeah? You sure you don’t want something else baby? It’s your birthday. I can get you whatever you want.”
“No! It’s perfect. Help me put it on?”
Smiling he gestures for you to turn around and carefully puts the necklace on you. Giggling you quickly grab your phone, using the camera to admire the new jewelry and snapping a quick picture of the two of you. Strong arms wrap around your middle pulling you back into his chest, when you turn to look at him he gives you a warm soft kiss.
“I love you Izuku.” You murmur against his soft lips.
“Love you too angel.” Butterflies erupt in your belly every time he says it.
It never seizes to amaze you that he truly loves. You see the way others look at him and fawn over him, but he only sees you. When you go to surprise him at a signing or some other publicity event he always manages to find you in the crowd, emerald eyes widen the moment they land on you. Even in a room filled with other gorgeous pro heroes and sidekicks he still manages to look at you like you’re the most amazing thing in the universe, because to him, that’s exactly what you are.
Unbeknownst to you he found you to be the most irresistible little thing. From the moment you stumbled into him in front of the grocery store and looked up at him with wide eyes apologizing like crazy he knew he needed you. He knew that he’d do anything to see you smile the way you did when he took the blame for the mishap. And when you sat in his lap looking so sheepish and terrified to tell him that you were a virgin? His heart almost stopped. That perfect, amazing little girl he bumped into was a virgin, the knowledge sent pure excitement coursing through his body. Looking down at you as you chewed on your bottom lip, he knew instantly that he wanted to be your first. The possibility that he could be the one you took that step with made his mind melt. It wasn’t a question for Midoriya, all he wanted to do was treat you like royalty and being the first and possibly only man you’d sleep with would insure that.
Midoriya always kept his advances to a minimum, making sure you were always comfortable with whatever he was doing. The way he treated you made the decision easy honestly. You knew he would take it slow and guide you through everything. So finally one night after Hero gala he holds the door to the apartment open for you, laughing softly when you twirl around in the expensive gown he insisted on buying for you. A strong arm wraps around your waist pulling you tightly to his chest.
“Have fun?” Midoriya questions leaning to press a soft kiss to your lips.
“Mmm yeah it was fun.”
“This dress looks amazing on you.”
“Thanks, my amazing boyfriend of a pro hero bought it for me.”
“Yeah? I should thank him, because he did a damn good job.”
“I’ll send him your thanks.” You purr leaning up to kiss his jaw. “Izu.”
“What angel? You want something?”
“I want you.”
“Y/n.”
“I know! I know that we go at my speed and I’m ready. I want you to be my first Izuku.”
“Positive?”
“Mhmm I’m really sure.”
“Fuck, alright c’mere.” You immediately irrupt into soft giggles as he tosses you over his shoulder and carries you to the bedroom.
Kicking the bedroom door behind him he sits you down on the bed before pulling off his suit jacket and working to loosen his tie. Standing up you step into his space and work on unbuttoning his white dress shirt. Smiling down at you he cups your cheeks and pulls you up into a long kiss forcing you up onto your toes to meet the kiss. You can’t help the little smile that creeps across your face while you kiss him. His hands drop from your cheeks to wander the back of your dress carefully grasping the little zipper before he pulls away from you.
“May I?” He questions with a soft smile.
“Please do.” you giggle.
A hand gently trails down your back as he unzips the dress, carefully he pushes the little straps down your arms until it pulls around your feet in a puddle of shiny emerald fabric. Stepping away from you he pushes his dress shirt off before grabbing your hips and walking you backwards until your knees hit the mattress and you topple over. A bright smile takes over his face as he looks down at you scanning over your body before he raises an eyebrow at you.
“You planned this.” He states suddenly.
“What? How’d you know?”
“This is new.” He says pointing to the lingerie set you were wearing. “I’ve seen you wander around in bras and panties enough to know that you don’t own something this color.”
“I wanted it to be special, so I bought this, and the dress you got me made me feel really good about myself so it just kinda all fell into place.” You say smiling sheepishly.
“Well if I had been in on the plan I could have done something special too, lit some candles, rose petals the whole cheesy romcom special.”
“I know but I wanted to surprise you. Is that weird?”
“Of course not. This is probably the best surprise I could have ever gotten.” He whispers leaning over you. “Now move your cute little ass up the bed for me.”
Nodding you scramble to crawl up the bed until you can lay your head on the pillows. Laughing at your eagerness with a small smile he kicks off his dress pants before following you, crawling up the bed until he can rest over you, holding his weight up on his forearms. Reaching up you tangle your fingers in short curls and pull him down into a long sultry kiss. Midoriya sighs happily as the feeling of your soft lips moving against his. You have the faintest taste of whatever fruity drink you had earlier on you.
Scarred large hands smooth over your sides as he sits up slightly to take in the feel of your body against his . Everything about you is so soft and beautiful.
“Izu.” You sigh when his hands cup your lace covered breasts, squeezing and fondling gently.
“Can I take this off?” He asks tugging at the strap of your bra. Chewing on your lip you nod, nerves suddenly racing through your body. A hand sneaks underneath you to unhook your bra before he sits up and peels it off you and tosses it off to the side. Fidgeting around for a moment you can’t help but reach up and cover yourself with an arm. “Hey, c’mon now, you don’t have to hide from me. You know I think you’re beautiful.”
“I know, it’s just you’ve never seen everything.”
“You don’t have to show me if you don’t want to.” He reassured, leaning down to give you a quick peck. “But I’d love to see if you’re comfortable enough.”
Biting into your lower lip you quickly drop your arm and grab on to the pillows behind you so you can’t cover yourself again. Midoriya licks at his lips moving to cup your breasts again before squeezing the soft flesh. Scarred fingers skim across you before circling your nipples with the slightly rough pads of his thumbs. He toys with them gently, smiling when you let out a quiet moan and arch up into his touch slightly. Watching you carefully he leans down and traces the tip of his tongue around one of your nipples before flicking the tip of his tongue across the little peak.
One of your hands leaves the pillow that you rest on and grabs at his curls pulling softly when he wraps his lips around the peak and sucks softly. While his mouth works on one side his fingers toy with the other side before he pops off and switches to give the other side the same attention. His fingers go on to toy with your now spit slicked nipple while focusing on the opposite side with his mouth sucking and teasing softly. Licking his lips he pulls off of you fully and sits up on his knees to look down at you. His hands squeeze at your breasts one final time admiring the way your nipples have pebbled from the stimulation.
“Good so far?” He asks leaning down to kiss you quickly again.
“Yeah, good.” You breathe against him. “Keep going.”
“I’m gonna get you ready ok?”
“Mhmm.”
At that he starts working his way down pressing feather light kisses across your body, stopping to bite little marks in spots he knows your self conscious about. Shifting down some more he kisses along the hem of your underwear before looking up at you for permission to take them off. When you give a little nod he moves out of the way and works them down your legs letting them drop off the side of the bed to join your bra. Pushing your thighs just a little further apart he moves to settle himself in between your thighs.
You fidget around when you feel his hot breath fan across your already wet pussy. Turning his head he sets to work kissing along the soft sensitive skin of your inner thighs before starting to bite and suck little marks all around your thighs. You giggle quietly as his teeth graze over lightly as his fingers press into your thighs squeezing them. Looking up at you makes eye contact with you before he flattens out his tongue and licks a long strip up your slit. Your eyes widen at the new feeling of tongue swiping along your folds. Jolting up slightly as his tongue presses into your wet entrance you scramble around and grab at his curls. As his tongue works its way into you, you moan loudly, thighs quivering around his head while his nose nudges softly at your clit.
It’s so different from anything else you’ve ever felt before. Forcing your walls apart ever so slightly, he groans long and low into your soft wet folds as he finally gets to taste you the way he’s wanted to since the day he first bumped into you. You choke on a moan when you look down only to find him staring up at you through heavy lidded eyes as he smothers himself in your warmth. Your fingers wrap themselves in his curls, tugging harshly when he moves to suck eagerly at your clit.
“God, god, Izuku.” You whine tugging harder at his hair when he licks along your slit again before sinking his tongue into you again.
It’s such a gentle stretch as he moves his tongue around, until he moves to flick his tongue against your clit again just as he circles the tip of one his fingers around your soaked hole. Midoriya watches you closely as he slowly sinks a finger in, watching for any signs of discomfort. You tense ever so slightly at the new feeling but he’s careful as he pulls it out slowly before easing it back in you again. As he keeps up the slow ministrations you eventually relax, sighing at the feeling.
“Izu. Feels good.” You breathe, smoothing a hand through his curls.
Midoriya groans against you softly as he starts to work a second finger in alongside with the first one. Once both are pressed into you, he moves slowly, when you tense up again he focuses his tongue on your clit again helping to distract you from the little twinge of pain. His fingers are a foreign stretch, far bigger than your own. As you get used to the new feeling of his fingers stretching you open you widen your legs, grinding your core against his face a little harder. Eagerly he takes the hint and presses the pads of his fingers up against that little spongy spot inside of you.
Your body jolts upwards at the sudden feeling. You flutter around him while he works his fingers apart, stretching you open. His fingers press into you further, tongue flicking over your sensitive clit every time he pushes his fingers into your spot. Sucking harshly at your clit he works his fingers faster pressing insistently into that little spot until he feels you starting to clench around them. Focusing the pads of his fingers into the spot he sucks at your clit, groaning when you pull at his hair while your body curls as your orgasm swallows you. Slowing down he works you through your orgasm, licking and sucking at your clit until you're pushing at him until he pops off, still working his fingers in you.
“Izu!” You whine pushing at him a little more. “Stop, I came already!”
“I know you did, but I gotta make sure you’re ready baby, so let me take care of you.” He whispers, leaning up to kiss you softly.
Kissing you long and slow he starts to work in a third finger. The pressure from the stretch feels almost obscene to you. His fingers are thick and spread you wide as he moves them in you. Looking up at him you watch the way his mouth parts slightly as he watches the way his fingers press into you. There’s a bright sheen wrapped around them every time he pulls them out. Touching his cheek softly you urge him back into a kiss, groaning when his tongue presses into your mouth allowing you to taste yourself on him.
“Zuku, I’m ready.” You mewl against his lips.
“Yeah? You positive?”
“Yes c’mon please.”
“Ok, tell me if you wanna stop ok?”
“I will, I promise.” Shuffling away from you he pushes his boxers down, smiling when your eyes widen as you watch his hard cock smack up against his abs. “I wow, that’s, it’s really. It’s not gonna...”
“Hey, we can stop if you want. But I promise you it’ll be ok and yes it’ll fit.” He laughs, kissing your forehead.
“I want to! Sorry, I'm just nervous. You’ll go slow right?”
“Of course baby. Ready?”
“Yeah.”
Giving you a little smile he moves to nestle himself between your legs, spreading them gently to give himself a little more room. Leaning down he brings you up into a long kiss, letting his tongue explore your mouth while he rolls his hips allowing his cock to glide through your slick folds. You can feel your face heating up at the realization of how wet you really are washes over you. One of his hands tangles with yours squeezing softly before his other one sneaks between the two of you to line himself up. Resting his forehead against yours he watches you carefully as he starts to press into you. You tense up as the blunt head of his cock pushes through the tight ring of muscles at your entrance.
“Relax for me angel, I promise it’ll feel good soon.” Nodding you do your best to relax and focus on him. Squeezing the hand that’s intertwined with his you relax enough for him to push in. “That’s it, that’s my good girl. Just stay nice and relaxed for me baby.”
“Izuku.” You whine as he continues to inch in until he’s fully seated within you. A small burning feeling courses through your veins as you try to adjust to him. The feeling of his fingers earlier is nothing to this new feeling of his cock stretching you open. Bringing his thumb up Midoriya rubs small gentle circles against your swollen clit trying to help you adjust. His body feels so tense against your own, brow scrunched as he keeps himself still fighting off the intense urge to move in you. “Can you uhm can you move please?”
“Fuck, yeah, ok give me a second angel.” He grunts struggling to keep his breathing as even as possible.
Taking in a deep breath he pulls his hips back slowly and pushes back in just as slow. Looking up at him you watch his eyes flutter open and look down at you with so much adoration that it hurts your heart. Slowly your body starts to relax fully underneath him, allowing him to press into you a little easier. You feel impossibly full every time he bottoms out within you, hitting spots you didn’t even know existed. Shimmying slightly you move to wrap your legs around his waist, moaning softly at the new stretching feeling it provides as he hits just a little deeper within you. He grazes across that little spongy spot inside of you with every thrust.
“Zuku, feels good. Feel so full” You moan, squeezing his hand.
“Yeah, you feel really good angel. Like you were made for me, my perfect girl.” He grunts, pushing into you slowly.
His free hand caresses one of your thighs as he pumps his hips into you. Letting your hand go he pushes up slightly to look over your body as slowly thrusts into your tight heat. Your hands fly to his shoulders and up slide around his neck as you smile up at him through lust filled eyes. You watch his face as his eyes dance along your body taking in how soft and beautiful you look underneath him. Suddenly he lets out a loud groan as he looks down towards the spot where you two connect.
“Izu? Something wrong?” You question softly.
“No, fuck everything is perfect baby. Give me one of your hands, angel.”
You hum softly, dropping one of your hands into his and look up at him quizzically as his hips still. Taking your hand he moves it down and presses it softly against your lower belly before he starts thrusting into you again. Your eyes widen as you feel something hit against your hand, looking down you watch your stomach bulge slightly every time he bottoms out in you. A small broken moan falls from you as you watch and feel him carve the shape of his cock into you.
“Shit see look at that angel, you were made for this. Made for me, baby. Love you, love you so much.”
“L-love you to-too Zuku.” You struggle to get out as his hips speed up just a little bit. “Faster.”
Grinning down at you he picks up his speed forcing you up the bed with every slap of his hips into yours. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping together, the loud squelch of your cunt taking him and the needy moans you let out with his occasional grunts. Your legs squeeze around his waist as your head tilts back into the pillows as you moan loud and low. Staring down at your exposed neck he leans down and bites into it, making sure he leaves a nice dark mark just above the little green gem that hangs around your neck. The sudden feeling of another orgasm creeps up on you as he fucks into you faster. A hand shoves itself in between your bodies as he works quick circles over your sensitive clit.
“Let go angel, you can cum whenever you want.” Midoriya moans into the column of your neck.
Your hands scramble around until your nails sink into his back. Heels press into the taunt globes of his ass as you arch and scratch down his back. He drives his hips into you harder, working you through your orgasm. His hot breath fans out across the expanse of your neck as your soft velvet walls try to milk his cock.
“Zuku.” You coo softly when he pulls away from your neck.
“That’s it angel. You look so good angel, look so pretty under me.” Praises Midoriya. “You can give me one more right?”
“Uh huh.”
“Good girl, you’re so good for me. You’re mine right baby?”
“Uh huh, only yours Izu. Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Wrapping an arm underneath your hips he pushes them up slightly, hips piston into you as the head of his cock kisses at your cervix. He feels impossibly deep within your tight walls, claiming all of you as his own. You want him to be your one and only, the only one to have you in this way. Nimble fingers thread through short green curls as you pull him closer pressing a soft long kiss to his lips.
Shifting your hips you slowly start to work against him and match his rhythm. The soft pap of his balls against your ass sounds out as your sounds are muffled by his lips. Midoriya lets out a quiet moan as your walls tighten around him again. His forehead rests against yours, your eyes flutter open allowing you to take in the soft blush that dusts itself across freckled cheeks. Slowly his eyes blink open giving you a chance to take in the bright emerald color of his eyes.
It doesn’t take much longer for your final orgasm to creep up and send you crashing over suddenly. The strong even pace the two of you had set slowly starts to fall to pieces as you spasm around him, moaning out helplessly. He continues to drive his hips into yours, clearly searching for his own release at this point. His eyes scrunch shut as you tighten around him, breath coming out in uneven little pants that fan softly across your face. You can’t help the high pitched whine you let you as his pace falters, hips starting to stutter slightly until he pushes in as far as he can go. A heavy shudder and low broken moan escape him as he fills you. A soft nearly silent moan escapes you as a new full and warm feeling runs through you.
“Shit.” He curses, above you trying to catch his breath. “Y/n? Angel you ok?”
“Mhmm, I’m good. I feel good.” You smile, leaning up to kiss him. Pulling away from you he carefully eases his hips back pulling out of you.
“Sorry, I know I’m sorry.” He apologizes as you hiss softly at the sudden empty feeling. Flopping onto the bed next to you, he easily scoops you up and pulls you to rest on his broad chest.
“I liked feeling full.” You pout, snuggling into him.
“Yeah? Good, because if you let me I’ll keep you full all the time.”
“What would the people of Japan say if they heard Pro Hero Deku say something like that to his sweet girlfriend.”
“They’d take one look at you and tell me to make you mine forever. Give you a ring and a baby.”
“Mmm is that what the people would say or what you’ve been thinking?”
“I’ve been thinking about you having my baby since our first date.” He hums as he traces little patterns across your back. “I’d set to work on accomplishing that thought tonight if you’d let me.”
“Let me take a nap first, then I’m all yours.” You purr.
You can’t help the little giggle that escapes you as you look up to meet his extremely eager gaze, clearly ready to make his thoughts come true.
‹𝟹. . . day four: size difference (this as was definitely rushed)
 impeccable physique, muscles that would make hercules look puny. vermilion eyes that could pierce through your soul.  these are just some ways you describe katsuki bakugou.
He was the man of every woman’s dream, including yours. The amount of times you had masturbated, while thinking about him would make the devil shy. Bakugo treasures way of the apartment complex stairs as he heads towards his apartment, you round the corner, barreling into him. it felt like you ran into a brick wall. when you looked up vulgar language on the tip of your tongue, you noticed it was him shirtless sweating from his work out. Your words fall short, never passing your lips as your eyes scan over his body, taking in every ounce of him. 
“ be careful there princess” , his voice boomed throughout the hall, reverberating throughout your chest. Looking at his figure up-and-down he towed over you so much making you feel so small and so horny. only thing that was going through your mind is how he could easily pick you up and have his way with your body because you were too small to defend yourself. Your ass continue to scan down his body and it’s on falls on his cock, clearly visible through his gray sweatpants. And he wasn’t even hard.
“ my eyes are up here sweetie” he said,  watching you crumble in his presence. He stalks, menacingly closer to you until your back is against the wall. He places both of his hands on either side of your head. he could tell how flustered you was because you wouldn’t make eye contact with him. He could feel the heat radiating from your body make it all imagine what the heat feel like between your legs.
“Who would’ve thought my quiet, innocent neighbor, was actually a pretty little whore, and all for me.?” Your eyes blow wide, confused and embarrassed. “What are you talking about?” , “ do you think I don’t hear you do you? I hear you call out my name & the buzzing of your vibrator every single night.. ugh , you sound so fucking good”
You tried to deny him, but he knows the truth. “ why settle for that stupid toy when you can I have the real thing.?” he said softly in your ear before running his fingers a longer are you sending chills down your spine. “ I’ll be in my apartment when you’re ready.“ he spoke before turning in walking into his apartment, leaving his door slightly ajar for you to come in. 
Bakugou has known his sidekick for 3 years now and he has not once seen your face. No one has. Hes getting curious too with the crush he’s harboring.
Yall I gotta take my braids out today but im not tryna do that. Also, my friends keep calling me mommy. Im childless!
Bakugou has never, not ONCE, seen your face.
You work at his agency as his sidekick and yet he has no real idea what you look like. You’re documents are proved secure so you’re not a villain in disguise. And even so, he would’ve caught you acting suspisous by now. You just really don’t wanna show your face.
No one has seen your face in the agency. You walk around with a full face mask and suit like some spider-man wannabe and never take it off. Not even in the girls locker room! And oh, the female workers have tried to pry it off you.
As a little inside joke between the both of you, Katsuki offered a reward to anyone in the agency who could catch you without your mask on and tell him what you looked like.
They would hide in lockers and wait for you to take off your mask. They would be seething with excitment, practically hyperventilating. Then you would pull off the mask to reveal another mask.
This cracked Bakugou the hell up when he heard the gossip. The whole situation honestly only made his fondness for you stronger
This same procedure repeated a whole bunch of other time too. They would think they finally caught you then you would reveal another mask. One of them even tried sneak attacking you to rip the mask off. Only to reveal another mask.
The masks the multiplied while the amount of people trying divided until everyone gave up and there were about a hundred of your masks hanging around.
Of course, Bakugou was curious. Especially since during the 3 years of you being his annoying sidekick, he’d started to feel some unwanted love and attachment towards you. How was he supposed to ask you out if he didn’t know who he was asking out? Not that he cared what you looked like. Its just he wanted to know to feel… special.
He had managed to pry a bit of information about you along with sarcastic comments:
“Okay. Just answer my questions if you’re not gonna let me pull that damned mask off.”
“Ugh, why’re you so curious? Are you wondering if I’m insanely hot? I am, now leave me alone.”
“No you fucking idiot, its just unfair.”
“Unfair?”
“Yes unfair, I’ve known your dumbass for 3 years. We hang out outside of work, we’ve almost died together like 40 times, and you’ve seen me almost naked!”
“Not by choice! I swear, you should’ve locked the door!”
“IT WAS THE BOYS BATHROOM!”
“OKAY AND?”
“Oh my fucking god. Anyway, all that shit and I dont even know what your dumbass face looks like! You could just walk by me out of costume and I’d have no damn idea who you were.”
“Yeah, thats the fun of it! Makes me feel like a spy.”
He gives you a serious look, “y/n-“
“Uuuuugggghhh, fine you whiny bitch. What do you wanna know?”
“What race are you?”
“What race do you think I am?”
“I’ve seen your skin sometimes when your costume breaks. Also I know you’re from y/c so your probably y/r.”
“Racist.”
“Im gonna fucking murder you!”
“You’re correct, you smart cookie! Anything else?”
“Yeah-“
“EHHHHH! Only one question every 3 years Katsuki!”
“THREE YEARS?-“
Eventually he does see you outside of work but just as he suspected, he has absolutely no idea its you.
There was a villain attack happening and you were oblivious to it. Or more like you couldn’t afford to do something right now. You had forgotten your costume but thankfully you heard familiar explosions accompanied with the voice of Sero.
“Oh, they got this.” You mumbled as you continued to walk in the direction of your apartment. You took a bite out of a piece of the cheesecake you went all the way across town to get.
The deluctable flavor, and maybe your lack of care, stopped you from realizing a literal car was fly towards you. Honestly, you’d walk out pretty okay if it hit you, banged up but alive, and thats all you needed. You also overused your quirk yesterday and now you’re basically quirkless so there wasn’t really anything you could do without loosing your cheesecake and that was worth more than your life.
Just as you prepared for the car by taking another bite you were swooped up into warm arms. The stranger had flung himself and you into the air. You couldn’t bring yourself to even care cause YOU DROPPED YOUR FUCKING BAG OF CHEESECAKE.
You screamed at the man, it all came out muffled due to your mouthful.
“WHAT TE FEK? MY CHESS CAKE! GO BAIK!”
The man whos arms you were in ignored you. He went to drop you off on top of the building you were standing under but you immediately jumped off.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!?” The man screamed. He must’ve thought you were doing this just to die.
He blasted himself down to grab you before landing on the ground safely.
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”
You were about to turn around to answer but the words died in your throught at seeing your partner. So you just pulled yourself away from his grip and walked over to the bag. You picked it up with a bright smile before continuing your walk.
He grabbed the back of your shirt before you could get away. “Do you have a fucking death wish or something?!” You broke the piece that you were about to grab into two. You took the other piece and shoved it in his mouth.
He looked like he was about to murder you but you just threw him a thumbs up. He spit the cake out, earning an insulted scream from you. “What the hel-“ Before he could finish the sentence he was interrupted by Sero. “BAKUGOU! If your finished flirting with the civilian… COME HELP ME!”
Its like he remembered he was in a fight by the way his face hardened. He grabbed your neck, turning you to face him. “Leave. I don’t wanna see you around here again. And definitely not for no fuckin’ cheesecake.”
You nodded feverishly, a blush was creeping up your cheeks. You felt exposed looking him straight in the eyes. Like one wrong move and he knew everything about you.
He mumbled something about you reminding him of another dumbass he knows before blasting away.
The next day when you guys were patrolling he told you the story. You couldn’t stop laughing at how he described whom he didn’t know was you. “Yeah and then she wanted to fucking give me attitude and shove cake in my mouth!” You giggled, “Was it at least good cake?” “YES!”
A/n: It’s spicy, lots of warnings for those sensitive types, don’t enter if you aren’t prepared for a Dom! Tamaki breeding you silly!
Your best friend had just given birth to a beautiful baby girl and after visiting her you were suddenly hit with a bad case of baby fever, you loved the idea of having a little baby with Tamaki’s cute ears running around the house but that would never happen. You had tried time and time again only to be heartbroken when you never came out positive on your tests. This morning you woke up with a terrible case of morning sickness and your cycle was almost a month and a half late so you were hopeful but once again your test was negative. You decided to go to the doctor’s to be checked properly but sure enough you weren’t pregnant.
“Seems you’ve just been stressed lately and it caused an imbalance in your hormones. For your stomach aches and pain it’s just a case of bad food. You’ll be fine nothing serious to worry about. Take this medicine and have a great day.”, your doctor smiled sending you off to enjoy your day.
You were so upset, suddenly everyone had infant babies and they looked so cute in their little onesies and strollers. Tamaki was prepared for it, he said it himself even going as far as to find you nursery catalogs for ideas for your future baby but you never seemed to get pregnant. You couldn’t help but cry when you got home, silently weeping to yourself and your hormonal rage for a baby of your own.
“A-Angel I’m home.”, a soft voice called from living room.
Even though you were upset you knew Tamaki would be worried if you didn’t respond, “Welcome home Tama.”, you sighed.
You heard his footsteps rushing to the kitchen and suddenly he appeared in the doorway gasping upon seeing your tears. He rushed to your side wiping away your tears with the pads of his thumbs asking why you were so upset. You explained your doctor’s visit and your feelings about the situation, you were unaware of the spark that ignited in Tamaki’s eyes to your request of having a baby. He kissed your sweet lips softly a deep red blush painting over his face from ear to ear, “So you want a baby? A little Suneater running around for you to dote on while I’m at work?”
“Y-yes but I don’t have one yet, and you’re almost never home for us to actually try and-“
“I’m home now. If my Princess wants a baby then I’ll give my Princess what she wants.”, Tamaki growled seductively against your ear picking you up by the backs of your thighs until you were clinging to him. He carried you all the way to your shared bedroom, whispering his lewd thoughts into your ears that he’d hope to accomplish by tonight in order to knocked up. You were both suddenly frantic, desperately ripping off each other’s clothes until you were both completely naked, the passion in your eyes were driving Tamaki crazy and pushing him to give you what you wanted. He kissed your plump lips, taking your tongue into his mouth and gently sucking on it before allowing his tongue to dance with yours. His rough hands danced over your skin rubbing softly at your hips as you opened up your legs for him to slot himself between them. “So you want to be a mommy? A cute swollen little mommy, god I’d been waiting to breed you for years and now that I can I absolutely won’t stop until your nice and full with my cum. You won’t make me stop even if your overstimmed right?”, Tamaki asked kissing your face softly before making his way to your neck to mark you as his.
You hugged him tightly whining into his ear, “N-No I won’t stop you. I want it, I want you, I want to give you a baby.”
He chuckled kissing down to your breasts to suck on them, they were always his favorite. Your sweet soft breasts that he could never get enough of, his imagination was running wild imagining them all swollen and full with milk. You would be so cute when you’re round, his tongue flicked over your pebbled nipples occasionally biting and tugging softly at them to make you whine. Tamaki was always hungry for you during sex, he’d eat you one way or the other and it always meant a marked up chest or weak legs from being eaten out for so long but today he had a mission. Once he was done making your chest all sensitive and red he kissed his way down to your sweet little cunt, licking his lips to the sight of your sweet nectar coating your lower lips and inner thighs.
“In a good mood today aren’t we Angel? So wet and sticky for daddy.”, he hummed to himself watching you take one of his fingers without any hesitation, “Oh fuck so eager, so hungry. J-just need a small taste and then I’ll cream and fill you like cute little cream puff. Is that okay (y/n), can I have a taste of your cute princess pussy?”
You were going to shoot this man if he didn’t make you cum, you didn’t care how he filled you you just needed him. You begged him to hurry and he fell to his knees like a sinner in church and swiped his tongue at your cute little folds. Your taste left his tastebuds cheering for more, he’d clean you up just to make you dirty again. You squealed in joy feeling his tongue suddenly push into your cunt, he buried it as far as it would go letting it dance inside of you until your thighs warmed his ears. He chuckled against your core making you hum in pleasure, “Guud pwincess.”, he growled bobbing his head to let his tongue fuck you. Your toes curled in pleasure to the muscle stretching you but suddenly you felt it go deeper, you stared down at Tamaki to see his elongated tongue that was now decorated with two rows of suction cups. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes when the tip of his tongue reached your cervix gently pushing past it and filling your womb. While you were moaning to the new sensation Tamaki was building his strategy to impregnate you with the help of his quirk. Your womb was about seven maybe eight inches deep inside of you, perfect for him to fit snugly inside of your cute cunt but he needed to be just a bit bigger in order to fill you up. Tamaki’s brain storming was suddenly interrupted when your squeal blessed his ears he drew back his tongue, thumb now rubbing your sweet clit as he drank up your first orgasm with the loudest slurps and sucks of his life.
“Good pussy, good Angel, so perfect for me.”, he hummed kissing your clit, he stood back up to his feet slapping the head of his weeping cock against your folds.
Your soft legs now rested over both his shoulder, he couldn’t help but lean forward keeping you in a mating press to keep you still. He kissed your lips again unable to stop himself from enjoying to soft feeling of them, “Are you ready (Y/n)? I’ll stop now if you aren’t ready.”
You shook your head, you wanted this, you were ready for him, “Please breed me Tamaki I’m ready. I want your babies, I want to give them to you.”, you smiled feeling his cock twitch against your folds. He nodded leading your hand down to his cock so you could both push it inside, he was slow at first waiting until you had taken him whole before actually meeting your eyes. You were in tears, not because you were sad, but from the pleasure of being his. He kissed your tears away pressing his forehead to yours to look you in the eyes as he fucked you full. His hips began to move burying his cock as deep as it could go, the lewd noise of your wet colliding sexes filling the room. “That’s a good girl. A perfect mommy, taking her daddy so well.”
You smiled through your moans arching your back in pleasure with each thrust, you were nice and tight around his cock milking him for everything he was worth. Tamaki’s thrusts were passionate and rough, he had a goal in mind and he wouldn’t disappoint you. You took him perfectly, your creamy little cunt welcoming him with each thrust his thick long shaft made into you. His cock would drag out against your walls only to be sucked back in before he could completely pull out. He chuckled bottoming out in you just once and rolling his hips to stir you up from the inside, your fingers dragging through his indigo locks softly while you pulled him down for a wet kiss. He drank up your moans as he suddenly grew inside of you pushing past the walls of your cervix and fucking your needy womb with his cock. Your toes curled by his ears, he tried to distract you from the pain by playing with your clit. You were so full you could practically see your stomach bulging with each of his thrusts.
“Hush (Y/n), I know it’s a little uncomfortable. You’re not used to me being this big inside of you but just focus on this spot.”, Tamaki hummed softly petting the bulge in your stomach where his cock was fucking you, “This is the spot that I’ll fill up with our babies.”
Your eyes suddenly became glued to your stomach as Tamaki pounded away into you cunt, you were so wet and tight for him it almost felt unreal. You wanted him, you never wanted him to stop. His fingers bruised your hips with his intense hold on them but it was just to keep you stable, his cock disappearing inside of you was just to good, “I love you.”, you moaned catching Tamaki off guard for just a second until he replied with the same phrase. He smiled wrapping his fingers in yours as he pressed your body completely flat against the bed. You were folded over yourself, perfect for him to fill you up with his seed. You continued to moan that phrase for him until you felt his cock twitch inside of you, Tamaki suddenly let out an animalistic growl making your shudder against his body. You noticed his wolf like fangs and pupils and realized what he had done, the base of his cock suddenly began to inflate popping in and out of your cunt until his seed was ready to fill you.
“Tamaki!”, you cried feeling your orgasm near.
His clawed hands let go of your hands once again returning to your hips, “Hold your legs up slut.”, he growled in a dark tone. You did as told holding your legs wide open for him fuck you silly. He pounded you on his cock as his hips buried his knot into you, he was close you could feel it. Your back arched off the bed as a high squeal escaped your throat, even as you squirted against his stomach Tamaki didn’t stop until he was deep inside of you. He pushed past your cervix, the tip of his cock pressing to the top of your womb as his knot locked him in place. He came, he came hard and deep. You could feel his warm seed filling you up and not a drop could come out. You cried from the intense heat while your rutting lover growled above you. His hips still moving and pushing his swollen knot deep inside you, you whimpered his name reaching up for him for a comforting hug. Tamaki was to good to you, he actually bred you just to give you his babies. “So good Tama.”
“Heh, yeah it was perfect but I’m not done yet.”, his lewd gruff tone made your clench around his cock. His eyes were dark and passionate, his smirk lewd, and his glowing sweat covered body radiating nothing but an intense need to breed. You promised you wouldn’t stop him and now you had to deal with the beast you helped unlock. As soon as his knot had deflated he was back to fucking silly only stopping when you were filled to the brim with his seed, completely fucked out of your mind with the impending arrival of your sweet baby.
I found the idea of reader pretending to top Deku while getting absolutely annihilated in the bedroom so hot. Add in Izuku finding out and punishing you...
“How’s your relationship with Deku going?” you hear Uraraka ask a sly smile creeping across her lips as she looks in your direction. You and the girls have come to a local café to catch up between the hero missions and the endless paperwork. Your relationship with Izuku is a new one with both of you only recently feeling comfortable with your positions on the chart to even consider spending time not frantically working.
“It’s going fine I guess, not much to say on that front.”
The girls all nodded in sympathy.
“Yeah, Deku doesn’t seem like the thrilling type.” You start agreeing before you can catch yourself.
“He’s just ... kinda shy y’know .”
More nods and it isn’t until Mina makes a pointed remark about how you mindful you inevitably have to be in your relationship, that you realize the hole that you have just dug yourself into.
Izuku's cock is a thick rod against your thigh. His tip is flushed a cherry red and droplets of watery pre-cum trail down the daunting length. A shallow groove traces the base of his cock to its bulbous mushrooming head with webbing veins that accentuate his girth. You sit on your knees on the hard laminated floor. Your wide eyes desperately looking up at his cold form, his eyes just trailing down your naked body. You make a small gesture to get closer to his cock. Each one is met with a small slap. His calloused hand leaves your skin hot to the touch and bright red. Even when using only a fraction of his strength.
“Yeah, I wish he was more aggressive.”
A hand grabs your cheeks, mushing them together before rubbing his cock against the delicate line of your nose. His cum smears on your face. He pulls your mouth open letting a slow dribble of saliva waterfall into your mouth. Izuku doesn’t look the slightest bit impressed by your desperation, instead, he rolls his eyes and shoves his cock into your wet cavern. At his abrupt entry, your teeth graze his cock and he twists your nipples in response.
His rough fingers pull your hard nipples taut, then twist left and right. He continues to push his cock further into your mouth, ignoring the squeals you let out as he continues to torment your aching nipples, making them hold the weight of your breasts by holding each nipple high. He presses into the back of your mouth with the tip of his cock, forcing you to gag. Each shudder and retch only leaves your tongue quivering in your mouth and rubbing delightfully across his dick.
“I do like him but I just don’t like having to baby him so much.”
A cruel pace started from the get-go. His cock thrusting in and out of the mouth. Your hands uselessly grasp his thighs but your digging nails don’t make him slow down at all. Your hair is looped around his hand and used as a pulley as he fucks into your mouth. His cock is at its deepest, his head is lodged down your throat and your muscles squeeze it erratically as you try not to vomit. You try to move your tongue around his dick but it's so thick that there isn’t any space left. As more and more time passes you begin to feel light-headed getting choked out by his dick. He finally relents when you begin to see spots in your vision. Your pussy getting wet at how he uses your throat as an onahole.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if Y/N had to use a strap on to get any action.”
His hands clamp around your ankles spreading you wide as you now lie on your bed. The silk sheets only make the action flow more smoothly. The two fingers that pump in and out of your sloppy pussy immediately hone in on your g spot. Pressing against the swollen bump as he coaxes more slick out of your cunt. You never get to cum though because as soon as your whines increase in volume he pulls his fingers out only gracing your pussy with a sharp slap. You uselessly wiggle your hips towards his palm but he’s long since moved again. Izuku wraps his lips around your nipple. He makes long sucks that stretch your tit, the pliable fat pulling as the suction creates a painful stimulation. Teeth bite between his nursing, quickly leave your tits a tender mess. Before long each suck feels like it’s a live wire to your clit, leaving you more and more turned on.
“How do you have any sex if he gets constant nosebleeds anytime he sees you naked?”
Izuku rubs the throbbing tip of his dick against your cunt, circling your clit with a surprisingly gentle touch. He slides in easily. Your body has become lax under your constant orgasm denial. Desperate for any type of stimulation at this point. His thrusts are slow but deep. Hitting your cervix only to pull out. Your cunt getting caught on the flare of his cockhead. A loud slapping sound fills the room and his heavy, heavy balls hit against your ass. He doesn’t stop his thrust until his pubes press against your clit. Your nub is so sensitive at this point that the grazes feel painful now. Your hands are looped around his neck and your lips mouthing at his neck, tendons tense as he uses every ounce of strength thrusting into you. The bed rocks with every push that hammers in to your hungry cunt. Finally, when Izuku's thighs begin to twitch and his cock jerks inside your pussy's wet grasp, his fingers come to your clit. Each swirl is complimented his nails slightly digging in until you begin to tense up. Your vision whites out and blood rushes in your ears as your body trembles in the wake of your orgasm. After coming to attention, you feel the hot warmth of Izuku's cum inside you.
“What were you saying about having to baby me, Y/N?”
I love your blog!!! What about Deku + breeding + quickie in public + brat taming? Oooooh i just wanna be put in my place and fucked good and dumb ahhh this is filth I'm sorry !
Ladies and horny messes buckle up...
Yakuza Izuku is back 😈😈
Breeding - Public - Brat taming
Since you get yourself in a relationship with Izuku it was rare to go to places that weren't luxurious restaurants or fancy events at other yakuza members' houses.
So when he said you guys were headed to a discotheque that night you were exactic. Of course it was a meeting with other yakuza guys but you promised to Izuku you would behave.
The bodyguard at the entrance made you pass without any words, while the other people in line complained and whistled at both of you. You entered the big and loud dance floor with people grinding off each other, making out in a corner or drinking 'till they were sick.
You were about to step on the big cube where everyone was dancing but Izuku gripped your wrist, not forcefully but strong enough to stop you in your track. "Our room is up there, doll" he said simply with a movement of his head, he didn't need to raise his voice for you to hear him, his low baritone filled your head more than the music blasting around you.
You climbed the staircase, eyeing the sign at the top of the stairs that read with fancy letters:V.I.P Lounge. The inside of the room was completely different from the dance floor underneath your feet. There was still booming disco music pumping from the stereos and people dancing around - even though there were only a few - but the neon green and pink lights were replaced by satin royal purples and reds, on the sides were small areas with black sofas and fancy tables, separated by long curtains.
"This way doll" Izuku said, holding your hand and walking you toward one of the tables, where there was already someone sitting there. "Sorry for the delay" your boyfriend said with a small smile, a man with slicked blond hair and red eyes clicked his tongue annoyed. "I was waiting for you two hours ago, Shitty nerd" the blond replied.
He had a white jacket on his shoulders and a shirt pulled up to his elbows that showed off his prominent forearms covered with yakuza tattoos. "Is that a new one, Kacchan?" Izuku asked with an amused smile, referring to a king's crown on his hand; the blonde's eye twitched at the nickname but answered anyway "My sweet other half said it looked perfect for me" he said with a grin, hugging a small girl next to him and gave her a kiss on her head. Her big azure eyes looked full of discomfort as she clung to him.
Izuku only hummed plopping himself down on the black sofa, gesturing for you to do the same. The two of them started talking about important mafia business such as: turf wars, dealing with assholes who didn't want to pay, blackmarket of weapons and so on. Truth be told: you started getting really bored after a short while. And the blonde's girl wasn't exactly of much words.
Your brain came up with a wicked idea, one you knew would get you in so much trouble. You gently placed your hand on Izuku's thigh, feigned to look elsewhere when he gave you a glance; Izuku didn't seem to mind as he kept discussing with his friend. Your hand slowly creeped up near his crotch, caressing sensually up and down his leg.
He gave you a warning glance - that you promptly ignored - and kept going with his conversation. When a waiter arrived with a set of drinks you immediately grabbed the martini, played with the olive and chewed it sensually under the waiter's stare. You gave him a warm smile and you felt Izuku's hand squeezing painfully your thigh. The second warning.
His hand remained on your thigh, this time lightly squeezing the flesh. You still had one more ace up your sleeve to let him lose control. Your hand placed atop his and gently made it run up your thigh, slowly reaching down your dress to your panties. You made his hand cup your aching sex and you swore you heard him gulp. You kept going on with your teasing game, making Izuku ran two of his fingers up and down your cunt to make sure he knew how wet you were.
A tiny discomforted noise, almost a peep, interrupted the conversation. "Shut your trap for a sec' Nerd" the blonde growled, giving the smaller girl to his side all his attention "Baby? What's wrong?" he asked. The girl looked pale as a sheet as she shook her head while covering her mouth. She probably was going to throw up. The blonde shot a glare to her glass and then glanced at Izuku.
"Our conversation is not done. I'm getting my woman to the restroom and then we'll continue, clear?" He got up and escorted the girl to the toilet while muttering something about the shitty quality of the drinks. That left you alone with Izuku who was dead silent. Which wasn't good.
Well that took an expected turn…
You got up and tried to pass next to him with an excuse, like going to get yourself another drink, but he grabbed your wrist and pulled you down on his lap, forcing your legs open with his knee. "Doll…" he grabbed you by the neck and brought you closer to him "Do you realize how mad I am?" He asked but didn't expect you to answer.
"No, mad isn't the right word. Right now I'm actually pissed"
You held back a moan at his tone. When Izuku got really serious meant good and extremely wild sex.
"You promised you would behave but all I see is you acting like a spoiled brat, seeking for attention" he hissed, you could feel the irk in his tone as he spoke. "First you tried to shamelessly grope me under the table…" he shoved you carelessly against the table, making it rattle with the force "That was strike one"
"Then you give the waiter, a random nobody, bedroom eyes right in front of me" he continued. You heard the sound of his belt coming off. You really hoped he wasn't going to spank you with it. "That was your second strike" Izuku grabbed your wrists and tied them up behind your back.
"And lastly you acted like a bitch in heat and made yourself wet in front of other people" you heard him ripping the satin panties right off of you with a hand "That was strike three" you let out a gasp at the feeling of his hard member resting between your asscheecks.
"I-Izuku…" you yelped "What are you doing?" he chuckled darkly, giving your asscheek a little spank before lowering to your ear "What does it look like I'm doing?" he asked rhetorically "You wanted my attention, so I'll be sure to give you all the attention you need" you gasped at the sensation of his cockhead stretching your insides.
"Oh, and one more thing…" he added "We're still in a public place so…be sure to stay quiet. If you can"
He thrusted in you harshly, giving your aching core no time to adjust his size, pistoning hard and fast that the table creaked from the force. The rudeness of his treatment was due to the fact he was still in a meeting, the blonde and his companion could come back any second now.
He had to be quick and punish his bad girl.
You gave your very best to not let even a single peep come out, but Izuku knew your body like the palm of his hand; a single, well positioned, thrust was enough to turn your brain into mush.
"Shit-" he cursed, falling back on the seats and dragging you with him. He gripped your thigh and spread it open while his other hand covered your mouth; his thrusts got deeper and more rough, wilder, abusing your wet cunt.
Your tied hands could only grab at his shirt as you screamed into his hand, your orgasm hitting you hard in the guts.
You could hear Izuku groaning near your ear, a warm sensation spreading in your stomach. He slowly untied your hands, holding you while you came back from your high. "Now, listen carefully, dolly…" he whispered in your ear "You'll be a nice girl and keep my cum deep inside you 'till we get home"
"If you let even a single drop slip out…" he marked his words by flicking your clit "I'll do whatever I please with your naughty pussy, including tying you to the bed and leaving you high and dry all night. Have I been clear?" you nodded your head, careful not to make Izuku's cum slip out as you got up.
The exact same moment you sat down the blonde and that other girl came back, both of them with disheveled hair and crumpled clothes. Izuku gave them an amused look "Looks like you guys had some fun in there" the blonde snickered, exposing his sharp teeth
Three knocks on the door, yet no answer, waiting a few seconds before banging on the wood again, still nothing so you entered the room quietly, noticing it was empty.
Stepping closer to his table, which was organized perfectly, you set the papers on it, analyzing the rest of the things, touching them carefully.
Stepping closer to his table, which was organized perfectly, you set the papers on it, analyzing the rest of the things, touching them carefully.
Suddenly a bang came from behind, your eyes quickly followed your head to the door, seeing Levi standing there.
“Good morning, Captain. I was just delivering some papers that Hange order—
“Tch, that shitty four-eyes.” Levi clicked his tongue, complaining.
“I am sorry for trespassing your office.”
“Drop the formalities, darling,” He approached, standing in front of you, leaning closer and supporting his hands beside your hips on the table. “what happened to your uniform?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s showing your body more than usual, did you do it on purpose?” His finger lifted your chin, both of you making intense eye contact.
“No, it’s just hot, the other girl scouts are wearing these too, it’s not that big of a—
“It is a big of a deal, honey. I can totally see your tiddies jumping out of this cleavage.” You were only wearing a white button shirt that was tighter and since the fabric was lighter, your black undergarments were way more visible.
“Hange interrupted me while I was finishing to dress up.”
“Quit making excuses, will you?” Levi teased, pushing his knee in between your legs, spreading them apart as you slightly quivered at the sudden touch. “You know, I’m in a pretty bad mood today but seeing you like this is making me feel a little better, yet I still need more so, why don’t you be a good girl and obey your captain’s orders, huh?”
“Yes sir.”
“Good.” Levi kissed your lips unexpectedly, grabbing the nape of your neck and pulling you closer, which made you gasp and so he entered his tongue, dominating you completely, with his empty hand he grabs your waist, gripping onto your clothing and skin.
Low moaning escape your lips, making him smirk, your tongues swirling around passionately, his going further inside your mouth, making you nearly gag and choke on it but he pulled out, a string of saliva connecting you together.
Levi sat you on the table as he was now standing in between your legs, beginning to take off his belt and sliding down his pants, his cock tenting under his underwear, making you flutter.
Quickly undoing the remaining buttons from your shirt, the tight white leggings from your usual uniform was slid down forcefully, lifting up the mini skirt above it, spreading your legs further.
“You’re so wet that your panties are soaked, are you that much of a slut?” Levi’s thumb came in contact with your sensitive clit precisely, rubbing it in circular motions leisurely, earning moans from you. “Such lewd noises you make,” you squished your legs together. “want to cum already? I didn’t even fucking start.”
“Levi, please.” You mumbled, eyes slightly open.
“Please what?”
“Please, I… I want you to fuck me.” Enough with the teasing, Levi chuckled, finally exposing his erect huge cock, pumping himself a few times, he aligned himself with your pussy, sliding the tip in yet pulling out, letting you whine in frustration.
You supported yourself on your elbows as he held your legs apart, in a sudden thrust, he was mostly inside you, making you throw your head back and moan loudly for the first time.
“Hey, look at me,” He demanded yet you were trying to get used to him, even if it wasn’t the first time you fucked. Feeling him pull you by the neck, Levi slapped you across the face harshly, making you whine and immediately look at him with your cheek burning. “don’t fucking look away.”
Without warning, he began pounding inside you, going back and forth roughly and fast, not letting you adjust or anything, already hearing both your skin clap together, echoing around the room along with your incoming whining and moaning.
“L-Levi, slow, slow down!” You cried out, widening your mouth to yell louder, trying so hard not to look away from the man.
“Shut up.” He gripped onto your hips, slamming in and out, feeling his cock hit the deepest spots, yet one of his hands snook to your chest, grabbing your breast, sliding down your brassiere, exposing both your boobs out of the piece, as they were now jumping up and down at every thrust.
Your boyfriend pinched one of your nipples to make you whine even more, as if you weren’t already a loud mess, squishing and playing with your boob, he decided to suck on it, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub, pulling away suddenly like earlier.
He went for your neck, sucking once and leaving a trail of kisses on your skin, then gripping onto it, choking you slightly yet he decided to give up on that idea, focusing on his thrusts even more, speeding up his pace just a bit, making your back arch and moans louden.
“F-Fuck, daddy! Ah, I wanna c—
“Not, not yet.” He struggled, groaning seductively. Surprisingly, Levi pulled out of you, once again you whined in extreme frustration however, in a blink of an eye, he bent you over, breasts squished on the desk, he spread your feet with the tip of his foot.
Thrusting so forcefully, your entire body jumped, letting out a delicious moan, Levi pinned your arms together behind your back with one hand, gripping onto your ass with the other, playing with the skin which made you cross your eyes in pleasure.
“Such a warm pussy,” you whined in response, arching your back and your hands fisted. Hearing and also feeling intensely a loud slap Levi gave on your ass with an open palm, leaving his hand printed on your skin, he did again, and again, an extreme burning sensation yet it was overwhelming good. “you like this c-cock, don’t you?”
“Ah, y-yes C-Captain Lev-vi!” You yelled, being nearly interrupted by him inserting a finger inside your mouth, hooking in your cheek, leading your head to be pulled somewhat upwards. Your body trembled at each thrust, your walls clenched around his thick cock, knowing he was hitting your g-spot perfectly.
“Cum, cum now, fuck.” He demanded and you obeyed, screaming and whining in pleasure, your whole body shook, legs squishing together, back arching and toes curling as you squirted all over his cock, his pace became sloppy in a matter of seconds, being then completely fulfilled with a huge load of warm cum that dripped onto the floor along with your juices, hearing the attractive moans coming from Levi.
Thrusting slowly out of your high, he stopped as soon as you both finished cumming, pulling out seconds later, leading for more cum to fall onto the ground, sliding all the way from your sensitive cunt to legs. Both of you were breathing heavily, chests desperately going up and down, body still trembling from such wonderful orgasm.
“Good girl.” He whispered in your ear, quickly dressing you up carefully.
You were exhausted, yesterday didn’t help any bit, staying up all night long, being in charge of reviewing papers and stamping them, it was becoming slavery at that point.
You were exhausted, yesterday didn’t help any bit, staying up all night long, being in charge of reviewing papers and stamping them, it was becoming slavery at that point.
You were exhausted, yesterday didn’t help any bit, staying up all night long, being in charge of reviewing papers and stamping them, it was becoming slavery at that point.
You were now scrubbing the floor of the dorms, alone, with clothes completely soaked because of earlier since Eren and Jean were fighting over who’d use the hose since it was the easiest job and ended up getting almost everyone drenched, Sasha and Connie were the only ones enjoying it, thankfully none of us were caught.
Not even halfway done with the work, you mumbled under your breath, suddenly hearing recognizable steps approach on the hallway, your heart sank, beginning to scrub so intensely your arms felt like they’d fall off, furrowing your eyebrows in anger. Too late, the door was suddenly swung open.
“Oi, brat, what the fuck is taking you so long?” You rolled your eyes back, lifting your head to stare at his eyes.
“I’m doing this all alone, what did you expect?”
“Even when cleaning you’re worthless.”
“I’m your best scout soldier, I’m exhausted, you just insult me.” You replied impatiently.
“You want me to praise you then? Dream on, brat.” Standing up, you walked towards the wooden dressing table, searching for something to keep you busy and ignore him. “Oi, don’t walk away when I’m talking to you.”
“I don’t want to fucking talk to you.”
“Some respect, I’m still your fucking Captain.” He approached, standing now behind you, making you turn around with anger.
“Fuck off already.” For some reason, his gaze was at your chest.
“Tch, you’re soaking wet, I can see your fucking bra, bet you were all playing around, can’t believe it.”
“You pervert, that’s why I fucking hate y—
“Drop that attitude, brat.” You lifted your hand instinctually to slap him but he had gripped onto your wrist.
“Let me go,” Levi didn’t do anything, you began struggling. “let me go!” You moaned in pain from the tight grip on your skin, trying to remove his hand yet failed miserably. “Levi! St—
Unexpectedly you felt his lips attach yours, it was so surprising but you haven’t reacted, soft and wet lips, it was calm and soothing, seconds later he pulled away, staring at your eyes.
All you did was unconsciously lean back again, it was a big of a plot twist. You were both making out passionately, his hands flew to your waist, pulling them closer to his body, your fingers ran through his hair, tongues now fighting for dominance, you were so desperate, your back hit the dresser behind you.
Levi immediately sat you on the wooden surface, standing in between your legs continuing to make out until you were both breathless, while he unbuttoned your wet shirt, removing it quickly as well as you did the same with his, exposing his defined abs and chest.
You both pulled away, also desperately undressing, becoming half naked, you started making out again, his right hand snook under your brassiere, playing with your breast, effortfully trying not to let out a sound.
Levi stopped, ripping off your underwear, returning to kiss you while his finger easily found your clit, circling it slowly.
“You’re wet already, such a fucking slut.”
“Shut up,” You replied, struggling to kiss him back, specially after he inserted two fingers inside you, accidentally moaning, earning a chuckle. “so desperate.” Once again, after such short teasing, he stared at your eyes.
“I hate you, Levi.”
“It’s Captain Levi for you, brat.” Thrusting inside your cunt with his cock, he didn’t even bother warning, making you whine and throw your head back in shame, he was so deep inside yet not even all the way in, his warm dick fit perfectly and it was driving you insane. “Didn’t even start, you really are a whore.”
“F-Fuck you!” Levi had slapped you across the face so harshly, your cheek burned, obviously you returned it but he was fast and did it once again, beginning to pound inside you mercilessly which made it impossible for you to hit him back.
You whined so loudly it echoed around the room, you fell backwards, holding onto the wall as your back was also leaned against it. Levi’s pace was harsh and fast, thrusting even deeper at every second. Both your skins clapped loudly, mixing in with your unbearable whining and moaning.
“Can’t keep fucking, quiet, huh?” Levi teased, gripping onto your leg and waist. “Fucking cumslut.” He slightly struggled, groaning afterwards.
You couldn’t do anything else other than choke on your own moaning, his pace harshening even more, breasts jumping along with your bra, hearing the wet sounds from your pussy.
“You really like my cock, at least you shut the f-fuck up.”
“Ah! You f-f-fucker!” Your legs tried squishing together but he didn’t let you, your walls clenched around his dick, making it harder for Levi to wait any longer.
“Fucking worthless b-bitch.” You were both at your limits, even if you haven’t fucked for too long, it was so intense it was overwhelming.
“I-I’m gonna c-cum!” You yelled, legs squirming, feeling Levi pull your waist back and forth along with his thrusts, noticing it get sloppy and the pounds became harsher and a little slower. For the last time, you whined in pleasure, squirting all over his cock, shaking legs abruptly and back arching so much it hurt, a sudden warmness fulfilled your insides, Levi groaning loudly, throwing his head back, finishing to shoot his warm load of cum.
You were both breathless, coming back to your senses, you both blushed, unable to say anything, he pulled out, dripping cum on the floor.
