Don’t Test Me
Deku x Fem!Reader 18+
Warnings: rough sex, a tiny bit of angst at the beginning, minor hair pulling, dom/sub, daddy kink, pet names, use of OFA, breaking of furniture, fingering, oral (Female receiving).
enjoy my lovelies~!
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Izuku’s day had been rough. First off, he was late to get to his agency because of some minor villain holding him up, putting him on a goose chase for a supposed bomb. Next, he ended up spilling coffee all over his paperwork, meaning he had to print them all again. Which he then found out he had no printer ink left. The rest of the day was slow till he went to go on patrol, which resulted in him being bombarded by his fans and having another villain get away. He eventually got him, but it was exhausting. Now he was home and he couldn’t get the stupid wifi router to work. It had been buggy for the last few days and he’d been meaning to look into it, but he was so busy he didn’t have time. Now it’s crapped out completely and he could only watch the router blink uselessly. It was minor compared to the other shitty events of today, but it was basically his tipping point.
“Zuzu, come on, let’s just settle down and put in a DVD. We can just relax,” you murmured as you wrapped your arms around him from behind. “There’s one I’ve been wanting to watch since we dug them up.” you chirped as you took his hand and dragged him into the living room. He couldn’t stop the small smile from slipping onto his face, easily following you as you pulled him to the couch and sat him down. He watched in amusement as you fluttered around setting up the old DVD player and one of the many movies the both of you had stored away. He knew you much preferred physical copies than what they had in these futuristic days. He adored the fact that you cherished the machine and took great care of it, so it was still in pristine condition.
“What are we watching?” he asked curiously as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and tilting his head.
“I was thinking we could watch an older Disney movie. So I’m putting in Brother Bear.” you giggled as you stood and trotted back over to him. “I hope that’s okay?” you huffed with a pout as you sat beside him.
“Of course it is.” he snorted before settling into the couch, smiling a bit when you threw a blanket over both of your laps.
Izuku couldn’t remember when he had stopped paying attention to the movie, but his mind had become quite preoccupied with how bad his day went. He was still fuming despite your easygoing nature calming him, a permanent scowl on his face as he glared blankly at the tv. He was not happy, especially because he knew there was so much to do tomorrow as well. All in all, he was stressed.
He blinked out of his haze when he felt you crawl up and into his lap, your warm body cozying up against his chest as you sat sideways in his lap. He raised an eyebrow but said nothing as he rested one hand on your thigh, the other playing with the tag of your sweatpants that stuck out against your back. He focused back on the movie for a short while, your presence soothing his mind just enough to bring him back to the here and now. But it wasn’t long before he was back down the rabbit hole. Soft mumbles left him as he lowered his gaze to his hand on your thigh, fingers pausing in their shape tracing as his brows pulled down on his forehead.
“Zuzu, you’re mumbling again” you giggled as you wiggled in his lap, trying to get closer to him and snuggling into his chest. Izuku doesn’t know what came over him, but the movement made something in him snap. A surprised gasp left you as his hand tangled into the hair at the nape of your neck and pulled, your back arching as he pressed his mouth to your neck, teeth lightly scraping against your skin.
“Don’t test me, Baby…” he growled against your skin as his hand squeezed your thigh. He purred as a shudder went through you, your legs pressing together as you squirmed a bit. He could feel his cock twitching in interest, his hips shifting under you as he massaged his fingers into your scalp. “I’ve had a very stressful day. Do you really want to play games?” he murmured, feeling your pulse jump under his tongue.
“I’m…” your voice was slightly strained at the angle he had you at, your eyes half-lidded as your peered hazily at the ceiling. “I’m not trying to play games S-Sir…” you whispered, twitching when his hand slid up your thigh and pressed against the knotted string at your naval. Slowly, he freed the knot and dipped his fingers beneath the band, his lips gently sucking at your neck.
“Oh? Then why do you keep squirming even though I told you not to?” he hummed, smirking as he felt you struggle to keep your hips still. A desperate little whine left your lips as you tried to lower your chin, the angle making your neck ache. He allowed you to, pulling it gently to make you face him so he could press his lips to yours. He allowed himself to indulge you for a moment before pulling away, his hand releasing your hair as he reached for the remote. You watched as he switched off the movie before yelping when he grabbed you by the hips and hoisted you up. Izuku gently laid you down on the couch and crawled above you, settling between your legs. You whimpered as he pressed his hips to yours, slotting his covered cock against your pussy. Despite the clothes that separated both of you, you each could feel the heat coming off of your sexes, his cock throbbing slightly in the confined space of his pants. He could feel the slight tackiness of your sweats sticking to your pussy.
“S-Sir please…” you begged softly, hips canting into his to try and get some sort of friction. He pinned them down quickly and leaned over you, his nose brushing against yours as he slid one hand under your (his) shirt, fingers lightly brushing the underside of your breast.
“I’ve barely even touched you and you’re already so desperate for me. You naughty little Puppy.” he cooed as he kissed along your clavicle, feeling your chest heave with small panting breaths. “What do you want, Baby?” he asked, even though he knew the answer. He wanted to hear you say it.
“I want you!” you whined out, hands grappling for his shoulders as you arched and tried to grind against him. He moved his hips away just enough so his cock was barely brushing against you, watching in amusement as you pouted up at him.
“Want me to what?” he hummed, eyes going half-lidded as he slid his hand to brush against the band of your sweats again.
“I want you to touch me!” you whimpered, fingers digging into his shoulders. He was quiet for a long time as he regarded you before sitting up, watching your hands drop uselessly by your sides.
“But I am touching you, Baby…” he couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out of him at your look of annoyance. “Use your words and tell me exactly what you want,” he said firmly, eyes darkening as he watched your pupils dilate.
“I want you to fuck me into this couch. I want to not be able to walk tomorrow. I want to be sore and feel you for days. Damnit, I want to cum on your cock,” you met his eyes with determination, fire lighting within your gaze as your lips formed the word he’s been wanting to hear. “Daddy.”
“Fuck…” he whispered before he gripped your shirt and ripped it down the middle, freeing your breasts. You squeaked a bit at how easily he ripped the thicker material, his show of strength making your pussy clench. He leaned down over you, pressing you into the cushions as he wrapped his lips around one of your nipples and sucked. You cried out as you tangled your fingers in his hair, tugging on it and making him growl. The vibrations went straight to your pussy, your thighs clenching around his hips as you tried to seek friction once again. One of his hands moved to pinch and tug on your other nipple, the other going down to grip your hip, holding you still. Slowly, oh so slowly, he lowered his hips back to yours, a shiver crawling up your spine as the angle caused his cock to slot right within your slit, the head of it nudging against your clit.
“Daddy, please… I need more…” you gasped out, tugging on his hair to try and get his attention. He pulled off your nipple with a wet pop, his lips red and slick with spit as he peered at you. He set his free hand on the cushion beside your head, his gaze locking on your face as he slowly grinded himself into you, purring deep in his chest as he watched your eyes roll back into your head.
“That’s it Babygirl… this cock will be yours to use soon… but Daddy needs to use you right now…” he hummed softly, panting softly as his cock throbbed against you. His fingers hooked into your sweats and tugged them down a bit, smirking as you lifted your hips to help. He backed up slightly and quickly tugged them off, his eyes widening as he saw what lay beneath, or lack thereof. “No panties? Were you hoping for this?”
“N-No Daddy… I just didn’t have any panties to wear” you lied lazily, knowing he would call your bluff. You had more than enough. He sighed softly before he bent down to kiss you, feeling you melt into him as he slid two fingers into you quite easily. You were already so wet for him, practically leaking all over the couch even though he had just pulled your sweats off. He greedily swallowed down the moan that left you, his tongue pressing past your lips and quickly tangling with yours, easily winning the battle for dominance. Not that you could really fight him considering you were preoccupied with him sliding a third finger into you.
“Such a good girl for me... Taking my fingers so easily,” he cooed as he crooked his fingers upwards, humming as you shuddered under him as he rubbed against your g-spot. Slowly, he began to trail kisses down your body, pausing to give each nipple a delicate kiss before he stopped at your naval. He peered up at you, smirking and winking at you as he dipped his tongue into your belly button, making you shiver. Slowly he dragged his tongue down to your pubic bone, eyes fluttering as he breathed in your scent. “Fuck you smell so good…. But I know you taste even better” he growled, making you whine as your hips bucked beneath him.
“Please Daddy…” you whispered, hands sliding down to grip his hair. He tilted his head to kiss your wrist gently before he slid his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue. Using his wet fingers, he spread your legs a little wider and used his thumbs to pull your slit apart, allowing himself to press his mouth further against you. Soft cries and pleas left your lips as he watched you, tongue moving in and out of you slowly, pressing the sweet spots he knew he could reach. His thumb moved up to your clit and rubbed it slowly, humming against you as your thighs clenched around his head, muffling his sense of hearing. He closed his eyes as he pressed his tongue deeper, his nose nudging up under his thumb against your clit. At the muffled sounds of your moans, his hips rocked into the cushions, dick throbbing within his pants, making him hiss.
“Fuck, I can’t wait. I need to be inside you,” he growled as he pulled away. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and sat up, setting your legs around his hips as he worked his pants open. He sighed in relief as he pulled his cock out, not bothering to pull his pants off as he leaned over you. He shifted around before pressing his tip against you, purring softly as you canted your hips to him. “Ready baby?” he asked softly, peering at you through his lashes.
“Yes…” you purred as you reached for him. He leaned forward, his hands sliding into yours and interlocking your fingers together. He gently pressed them into the cushion beside your head and rested his forehead against yours as he slowly pushed inside you. He watched in awe as you struggled to keep your gaze locked with his, your body tensing at the stretch. He didn’t stop until his pelvis was pressed firmly against yours, moaning deep in his chest as he relished in the feeling of your walls clenching and fluttering around his length.
“It’s like you’re made for me babygirl… all for me…” he panted softly as he kissed you, lightly grinding into you, his breath hitching as your walls clamped down on him.
“Please move Daddy, I can’t wait anymore” you whimpered, wrapping your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together. He smirked a bit and sat up slightly, tilting his head as he peered at you, splayed out beneath him.
“So impatient…” he lightly clicked his tongue, looking down at you with mock disappointment before he slowly pulled out. He waited until only the tip remained inside you before snapping his hips forward, burying himself within you again, causing a loud cry to burst from your lips as your back arched. His gaze darkened in lust as he peered down at you, his hips finding a steady, slow rhythm, his cock dragging out before being shoved back in to hit the deepest spots inside you. Thanks to his quirk, he had gotten quite the growth spurt during his highschool years, and with it, grew his cock. When the two of you first had sex, you were sore for days, no matter how gentle he was with you. It was absolutely delicious.
“D-Daddy please! I need you to go faster!” you whimpered as you tried to pull your hands from his grasp, wanting to wrap yourself around him and pull him closer. He relented to you and you immediately pulled him against your chest, burying your face in his neck as his calloused hands slid down to rest on your hips, pinning you to the couch.
“You sure you can handle it Puppy? If I do, I’m not holding back.” he warned, nipping at your jawline as he slowed down even more, practically sitting still inside you. He winced when your teeth dug into his shoulder rather harshly, a low growl rumbling in your throat as you squeezed down on his cock with your velvety walls.
“I don’t want you to hold back, I need you to fuck me,” you snapped, all patience leaving you, nothing but need and annoyance remaining. He smirked lightly against your skin and wrestled himself out of your grasp, sitting up and pulling your ass onto his thighs so you were angled upwards a bit for him. You stared at him in wonder as he tilted his head, the light hitting him just right to make him look ethereal. He couldn’t say anything less about you either. To him, you were glowing, your body covered in a thin layer of sweat, your chest heaving with each panting breath, your thighs twitching against his hips and he rocked into you.
“My, my, Little Puppy, don’t you know you’re not allowed to order me around?” he clicked his tongue gently as he shook his head before he adjusted himself on the couch, leaning over you and pressing your legs towards your chest, effectively trapping you in half beneath him. He slid your calves over his shoulders to make the stretch easier on you before he reached forward and rested his hands on the armrest, his legs spreading wider to give himself more leverage. Your breath caught in your throat when red veins travelled across his body before the tell tale green lightning danced across his skin as his eyes glowed brightly.
“I-Izuku…?” you asked a bit nervously, eyes widening as his hips pressed harder against you, pushing himself deeper.
“Isn’t this what you wanted Baby?” he murmured, his hips pulling back before snapping forward again. This time, he didn’t stop. His hips slammed repeatedly into yours, the couch creaking beneath your bodies as he fucked you into the cushions, his brows furrowed in concentration. With the added help of One For All, he was able to thrust faster and harder than he ever has before, but not enough to hurt you. In fact, your mind was going blank. Your body jostled and jolted under him as you struggled to keep up, hips jerking sloppily to try and match his pace. When his cock head hit a spot inside you that had stars exploding across your vision, you gave up trying to reciprocate. You let him manhandle you how he wanted, you let him take what he needed, you let him use your pussy to let out all the built up frustration from today. Because in your eyes, he needed this more than anything. Being the number one hero had its toll, and sometimes, raw, angry fucking is exactly what one needs. Even sweet, gentle, kind, sexy Izuku Midoriya.
The sound of splintering wood caught your attention and you hazily tilted your head back to see that the armrest was starting to come loose from under his grip, the structure rocking back and forth with his thrusts. Before you could warn him, it gave way beneath his hands, causing him to yelp as he toppled over you, crushing you further into the couch. Thank god you were flexible. But even then, always considerate of you, he took your legs off his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist, wrapping his own arms around you and cradling you into his chest as he buried his face in your neck. The both of you clung to each other as he somehow got faster and harder.
“F-Fuck, getting close baby…” he panted against your ear. You could only nod and whimper against his shoulder as you dragged your nails down his back, the knot within your stomach tightening at his words.
“I-I--” before you could even warn him that you were close as well, your orgasm hit you out of nowhere. White painted across your vision as your body tensed with a cry, pleasure surging through you as you came. Izuku’s hips stuttered against yours as your walls clamped down on him in rhythmic pulses, slick gushing around his cock and dribbling down onto the cushions. He hissed softly as your teeth bit into his shoulder, your body trembling as he chased his own orgasm. With a couple more well placed thrusts, he had you slipping into a second orgasm as his own took hold, lightning crackling around his body as he spilled deep inside you. Your second orgasm wasn’t as strong but still left you breathless, hips jerking weakly against him as he slowed down. OFA fizzled out from his body as he sagged against you, exhausted but pleased. Before he crushed you fully under his weight, he twisted around so you lay on his chest, cradled in his warm arms. After a few minutes of catching your breath and basking in the afterglow of sex, he finally spoke.
“You alright? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked, rubbing your sides gently to soothe what he knew was aching.
“No, I’m okay. No telling of what comes tomorrow though” you snorted as you rested your chin on his chest to peer at him. He chuckled softly and gently brushed a sweaty strand of hair from your forehead, tucking it behind your ear. “That bad of a day, huh?” you asked with a snicker. He laughed gently before tugging you up his chest.
“Yes, now come here so I can pamper you after putting up with my ass” he snorted before gently pressing his lips to yours. You purred softly against him and melted into the kiss, relishing in his taste before you finally pulled back to breathe.
“For the record, it's a very sexy ass.” he barked out a laugh, tilting his head back against the couch as he hugged you a little tighter. You laid in each other's arms for a while before you huffed and glared at what once was an armrest. “You owe me a new couch.”
