Anon I know I have ignored this for a week and I am sorry for that, but let me tell you: I got this request and I was like ‘fuck it, if I’m going to do it I’m going to do it right’ and was all set to do a full fic because how do you even fit something so involved into a few paragraphs?
Except here’s the thing: it’s fucking hard! Who knew? Not me, because I am a fool and I thought I could just pop out 3.5k words of gangbang in a week or something and be content with it, but lemme tell you, it took that way longer than I expected just choreograph some sequence of events. Like, just the set up and making it clear who’s doing what, let alone making it actually read well took so much time. So, hats off to anyone who’s ever accomplished that task, you’re more man than me.
Anyway, in the end I abandoned the set up and I wouldn’t quite consider this a full fic, but it got pretty long anyway.
» pairing: male!LoV Members x afab!reader
» cw: gangbanging, obviously. Also double penetration, eating ass, anal sex, masturbation, a sprinkle of voyeurism and a lil’ bit of dirty talk, and maybe degrading language if you squint. 18+, minors DNI.
» wc: 1.7k
They let Jin start you off—the League doesn't want to wreck you too badly after all, wants to get you nice and ready so they can keep doing this, again and again for as long as you're willing to be their good little slut. You never know when it's coming either, some of them will exchange a look and suddenly Jin is pulling you to him, nestling his broad chest against your back and letting his hands wander, groping at your chest and pinching your nipples, sliding beneath the waistband of your pants to toy with your folds, telling you that you're “such an obedient slut” for him in one breath and “such a useless whore!” the next, his face flushing at the outburst while he grinds his cock against the curve of your ass.
It's Compress who joins next—what kind of gentleman would he be, after all, if he didn't help get you warmed up for them? He and Twice will guide you somewhere comfortable like the couch in the corner, peeling off your clothes along the way, and the next thing you know Jin is tugging you into his lap, making you face him as he sinks you down on his cock, his lower lip caught between his teeth as he whimpers at the feel of your warm, wet pussy enveloping his length. Compress is already kneeling behind you too, hands spreading your cheeks wide so that he can tongue at your ass; it's important after all to get all those holes ready, because god knows they'll be using them.
When Jin gets close to finishing, he'll reach down to stroke your clit, getting you mewling. Those sweet little sounds pouring from your mouth are more than anyone could resist—can't let 'em go to waste, after all. This is when Muscular steps in, stroking that intimidatingly large cock, pressing it's fist-sized tip against your lips until you part them to give kitten licks around his head, all you can manage to start, when it's so thick.
Your hips buck when Compress slips one of those agile fingers into your puckered hole, chuckling softly at how the invasion makes you squirm and then adding another slick digit. The way you writhe has Twice gripping your hips harder too, thumb rubbing more furiously at your sensitive nub, and all those sensations are enough to have you cascading over the edge, crying out and shuddering as you cum. Muscular takes advantage of the way your mouth gapes when you cry out, forcing his way past your lips, stretching your mouth impossibly wide around his length, all while Jin is twitching beneath you, the feel of your cunt clenching around him more than enough to have him painting your walls white as he shouts his appreciation, "Thank you, thank yo—fuck—thank you."
And then Muscular and Compress are lifting you from Twice's lap, arranging you on all fours so that Muscular can fuck your mouth more properly and Compress can start the work of sinking himself into your tight ass. He whispers in your ear the whole time, praises and reassurances to help you take him.
"Deep breath now, that’s it," he'll croon. "Just relax, I assure you I'll take excellent care of you."
There's something about his voice that’s soothing. Hypnotic even, perhaps one more trick the mysterious man has mastered, and it never fails to work, your whole body going limp and accepting those invasions in the best possible way, leaving you tight yet compliant for Compress as he buries himself in your ass. It helps for Muscular too, your throat and your jaw relaxing enough for him to surge past the tight ring of your throat so he can fuck your face properly, growling lustily as you accept him without complaint. They rock you back and forth between them, a seemingly endless and exquisite fullness that has your sex dripping, slick running down your thighs as you clench around nothing, and you swallowing eagerly when Muscular finally releases his load down your throat.
When he withdraws you catch a glimpse of Moonfish, leaning against the wall on the other side of the bar. It's impossible to tell if he's watching with that leather hood covering his face, but you know he's enjoying himself one way or another, the same way he always does—thick threads of spit running down his chin and an obvious bulge at his crotch as he ruts against the air, writhing his way to his own hands-free release.
But that view is blocked when Shigaraki and Dabi settle in to take Muscular's place in front of you, stroking themselves gently and grinning widely. Dabi runs one hot thumb along your spit-slicked lower lip.
"Ain't that cute, you looking all fucked out already?" he murmurs, and then his hand is on the back of your head, guiding you to lick at his cock. You run your tongue along the underside of his shaft, tickle at the line of barbells placed there before sucking lightly at his tip, moaning against it as Compress's thrusts grow rougher, more erratic, sending you gasping every time he sinks himself deep into your rear entrance. Dabi draws a hissing breath and then guides your head towards Shigaraki instead.
"That's a good little fucktoy," Shigaraki whispers, dry lips twisting into a fond smile as he pinches your tongue with two fingers, tugging it out and ordering you to keep it that way as he brushes his tip back and forth over that hot, wet muscle, ruts gently against it, using you to tease himself.
You don't notice when Compress cums, not until he's pulling out and his hands at your waist are replaced by the feel of claws tracing gently over your sweaty back. You can hear Spinner panting, and feel the way he's trembling a little. No matter how many times you've done this he always get so nervous about filling you up with those hemipenes, his cheeks flushing pink and his movements uncertain. But you know he loves that there's someone who can finally take him, take both of them, and you love the feeling of them filling you up just as much. So you cant your hips, rub your wet eager holes against him until he's making a strangled, impatient noise and forcing both cocks into you with a single thrust, and then you're moaning against Shigaraki's stiff member.
He jams it down your throat in response, humping against your face a little more eagerly as you meet Spinner's movements the best you can. The curve of his cock in your cunt hits just right against that sensitive spot inside, the feel of being stretched so wide and full sending you hurtling towards your next climax.
And Shigaraki's eager for it, loves to see you writhe and then squirt, making such a mess. He pulls out of your mouth, Dabi quickly taking his place in that drooling cavern, and then two of Shigaraki's fingers are rubbing fast circles against your clit.
"Should I make them cum, Spinner?" he asks, a teasing edge in his voice. "Want to feel them clenching around you?"
"Y-yeah, boss," you hear Spinner pant. "Fuck, please, yes."
Tomura's fingers speed up, add just a little more pressure and that's all it takes to have you bucking, your cunt contracting, gushing all over Spinner's cocks. You hear him whine, swearing under his breath as his thrusts speed up, and you feel even more deliciously full when he's twitching inside you, flooding both your holes.
You're repositioned again almost immediately, cum dripping out of you as you're tugged upright onto your knees, Shigaraki slotting himself against your back and sinking without warning into your ass while Dabi pins you from the front, driving himself abruptly into your cunt.
They like to be last, you know, like you sloppy and overstimulated when they take you, and fuck, you'd be lying if you said you didn't love it too, Shigaraki stretching your ass wide and the ridges of Dabi's pierced shaft massaging your insides in the most delicious way. It's different than the fullness Spinner gives you; his cocks always move in concert, a rhythmic cycling of fullness and emptiness that is a drastic contrast to Dabi and Shigaraki's variegated, asynchronous thrusts. Shigaraki wastes no time pounding into your ass with constant rough strokes, while Dabi likes to tease, likes to go slow until you're a whining mess, whimpering every time he grinds against your overstimulated clit and still begging him for more, pleading with him to make you cum as tears of pleasure stream down your cheeks.
He doesn't of course, not until he and Shigaraki are ready—they want you to cum when they do, want to feel you convulsing and milking every drop of their seed out of them. They only start to match their movements once they’re close, Shigaraki's hands snaking between your and Dabi's bodies to tweak at your nipples, twisting those sensitive buds.
"Is the greedy little toy gonna cum for us?" Dabi murmurs, his breath hot in one ear.
"You've been such a good little cocksleeve, taking everyone," Shigaraki purrs in the other, "so go on and show us how much you like it."
And you do. You cum so hard there's white spots flashing behind your eyes, your toes curling and your moans strangled as they escape your abused throat, throbs of ecstasy radiating through your core until you're left limp, Dabi and Shigaraki's grips the only thing keeping you upright as they ride out their releases, their cum leaking out around their cocks as they fill you to overflowing.
They lay you back gently on the couch when they're finally finished. There's a warm washcloth wiping at your thighs already, a soothing hand brushing your hair back from your sweaty forehead, but you don't pay any mind to who's doing what. You simply lay there and let them go about the business of cleaning you up, entirely trusting of their attentions, because you already know there's no reason not to be.
notes: weird combo of a fic, a set of drabbles and also headcanons I guess? idk u decide bye bye enjoy <3 if u see any mistakes no u didnt :o)
warnings: consensual sex tape, noncon sex tape distribution, masturbation, fingering, oral sex, vaginal sex, degradation, praise, (idk let me know if i should add anything i guess)!!
words: 1.5k
It’s not wise for two high ranking pro heroes to date. In fact, Hawks has been forbidden by the hero commissioners from doing it. But when he met you there was no way something like that was going to stop him. It’s only been a few months, but you’re infatuated with each other. You love him, really, you do. And you’re sure he loves you too. You’ve never felt more confident in the bedroom department either. He idolises you and your body, and neither of you are shy from trying new things. One day when you’re fucking in front of a mirror – he wants you to really see what a pretty girl you are when you’re moaning on his cock – you get an idea. A sex tape. It’s amateur at best. He has one camera set up on a tripod and he’s also using his phone to get a POV shot. It’s lewd, it’s scandalous… but above all, it’s hot.
It’s unfortunate for you that you don’t know who you’re fucking and falling asleep with every night. Because while you are dating the number two hero Hawks. He’s actually the hero commissions number one spy. He is infiltrating the League from the inside. And he has a meeting with them. They’re all sitting on desks with laptops, discussing how to destroy hero society. They demand Hawks get them some more dirt on heroes and deliver it to them. Something shocking and heinous. He doesn’t want to betray you… but it’s for the good of the people. He has no qualms sharing your little home movie with the villains, he’s even edited it himself. Skeptic snatches the device from Hawks so he can play it on the projection screen for everyone to see.
You’re so naughty.
You look so filthy with your mouth stuffed full of hero cock. So slutty as you pout and moan as his fingers sink in and out of your aching cunt. Absolutely perverse as his cock dips in and out of your throbbing hole at different speeds, angles and positions. How could such a strumpet be allowed as a figurehead for saving people? Someone to rely on in this rotten society?
Skeptic ends the film, thanking Hawks for his contribution. He will be leaking this footage. And it’s okay for Hawks, because he’s a man. He doesn’t care because the commission need him and he will likely be praised for his performance. But you… will be ruined.
And Skeptic is minding his business after the meeting. He’s wandering the halls in his best attempts to get on with his work, perform his tasks and his roles. It bothers him to no describable end that at different points throughout the day – Shigaraki, Dabi, Twice and Compress all approach him. Whispering in hushed tones asking the same thing.
➳ a/n ;; ngl writing this made my heart rate SPEED (also first time writing smut for him so ?)
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He knows what he's doing when he looks at you like that.
He has to - with his the way he presses over your spine, arms spindly around your waist like a web. You can feel his gaze boring into your back, have been the whole time you were helping him tidy your room. He's not very subtle and he doesn't have it in him to try.
His voice is raspy and slight, a little agitated but he always sounds like that. His affectionate nature comes out in huffs and frustrated groans against the nape of your neck. His mouth leaves an open kiss, a confession or a threat or something in between that.
A heat flutters through you at the display of his lust. He's never been all that orthodox - everything he does is done because he thinks that's the right way. Love is no different and when Shigaraki loves you, he wants you and he wants you so much he's willing to whine for it. Press for it.
His voice is low in your ear. Affection seeps through his tone as you feel warm breath on your ski.
"No more cleaning," ― it's a demand more than it's a question ― "Wanna.. sit with you while I game. Come here,"
You want to tell him no, almost. But you'd be lying and you think Shigaraki hates liars more than anything. So you let him tug you, let him sit you in his lap. He turns his PC on and before it can turn on, you find his gloves hands on your thighs.
You regret wearing shorts, the half-stiff erection he's sporting strong against your cunt. You sigh placing a hand over his.
"Tomura," you repeat, exasperated. He doesn't respond so you repeat yourself "Tomura, baby"
"Say it again," he demands. He's petulant, fingers dipping into the waistband of your shorts. He licks a stripe up your shoulder before biting it, frustrated "Again,"
"Baby, we can't just -"
He struggles to get your shorts down but he doesn't let that stop him, they bunch up at your knees as he shuffles around. He moves you to sit in the chair, ungracefully pulling his jeans down till his erect cock leaps and lays on his black shirt. He snatches you back to his lap swiftly, prying your thighs apart until they're spread - hooked over his own legs.
"Do you need prep?" but he doesn't really asks, just slides one of his fingers over your slit "Doesn't seem like it,"
"Baby," you say with more force and he stops, digs his fingers into your thighs. He needs you and you're making him wait and he hates it. He hates waiting so much but he stops.
"What." he spits. You roll your eyes at him.
"Slow down and don't speak to me like that," you say slow. He settles just a little - a breath passing.
"Just wanna ― fuck, feel you, can't I just feel you?" he asks you, frustrated. You know it won't last but he sounds so needy, so aching you give him a sigh. Leaning back, you lift your hips up to let the head press inside of you, proceeding to plant your feet on the floor in prep for whats next. Warm, wet heat envelops him and he moans - loud and shameless in your ears.
You can feel how jittery he is. No moving, right? His fingers are so harshly into your thighs it almost hurts, fat dimpled underneath his hands. You lean forward, your elbows resting on his gaming desk as you look over your shoulder.
Which proves to be a mistake - seeing him looking so fucking blissed out. Head thrown back, mouth agape, eyes fluttering and breathing heavy. His strong chest goes in and out and in and out and you shut your eyes.
"Go on," ― you say sarcastically, knowing he can't really hear you ― "Play your game, Tomura,"
He bites his lip as groans spill out his mouth, unrelenting pleasure raking through him. He doesn't even get through two-minutes of it, the heat of your pussy driving him into lust. With a sharp gasp, he immediately grabs you and stands up. You yelp, gripping the front of the table as he slams into you.
His thrusts are shallow and hardly thought through - clinging to you with such greed you almost want to laugh. His forehead drops onto your shoulder again as he groans. His breathing is ragged - his cock is long and narrows, feels as pretty as it looks inside of you. His moans quickly turn into whimpers as he fucks into you so hard his keyboard shakes.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck - love you, love your pussy. Hngh, shit" his voice cracks in the last word. You want to reply but the words don't come out right. He slams into you so quickly you almost lose your footing, cunt clenching harshly as he fucks you.
Tell me you love me, need you to - ngh. Need you to love me,"
You know what he means so you reach a hand around and brush your fingers on his thigh. You moan.
"I love you so much, Tomura,"
"No, no - not like that" he whines, still going. You blink briefly before you catch on, wanting to smile but moaning instead. Your orgasm hits you with an intense force as you choke out the syllables, body rag-dolling as he penetrates you over and over.
"I love you, Tenko. Love you s'much, oh fuck"
As soon as the words leave your lips he buries himself to the hilt, moaning as he spills hot seed inside of you. So much to unload even though he likes to take his stress out on your pussy whenever possible. It spills and drops onto the newly cleaned floors before. Instead of saying anything, he clears his desk and flips you around on his cock before sitting down. You straddle him, still stiff member twitching inside of you.
You blink at him, mouth agape as he lifts your shirt up over your tits and buries his face in them. He sits quiet, sucking at them until he sates himself on you for a brief moment. He's still hard. You look down at him, holding his face in your hands as he lays his cheek in your palm.
"You're so impatient," you tsk. He doesn't say anything, just kisses you before hugging you.
"Shut up," ― he replies, before adding ― "Need to go again,"
"And why's that?"
"Because," ― he says flatly ― "Couldn't see you that time. What id you didn't mean it?"
itto 🥺 so big and dumb arataki itto who promises to only put the tip in your pretty pussy and handle it just fine!! :(( but that’s just it. he’s so dumb, dumb for thinking he could last with just the tip in when your pretty pussy is so good it turns him even dumber :// groans so deeply at the feeling of how tight you’re squeezing him, how good you look under him whimpering all pretty that he just can’t help but thrust all the way in, till he’s balls deep and your knees are pressed to your chest and he’s going at it, breeding you and filling you with so so much cum till it’s dripping down to his big balls full of even more cum!! 🥺 even shoves his big dumb fingers in your mouth and lets you suck on ‘em and begs you for even more!! :(( to take him so well and let him cum again and again and fill your pretty pussy more <333
arataki “just the tip.” itto !!
❧ ; a/n: everyone say thank you sowa for this beautiful thirst ok !! not proof read so good luck mwah!
“c’mon baby, baby look at me...baby please, just the tip...j-just the tip. come on, baby. you know you wanna—“
it’s always quite the spectacle when you’re able to bring a man of arataki itto’s size to his knees, he’s big— broad but he’s shaking beneath your dainty hands like a leaf, crimson eyes pleading you with all their might. just the tip, they say, he only the tip inside you.
“no itto, we have...stuff to do…” you’re protesting but the large oni has you slipping into quiet corners, his tongue rolling cross your own, fingers on your waist and aaa and thighs and yours running through silky white hair. you can’t keep on saying no, you know that— not when arataki, the god that he begs you so much that you can hear the pout and the desperation in his voice. “j-just the tip right? you promise?”
“fuck yes, promise baby— only the tip, you’re so good, you’re so good,” itto slurs against your mouth, tongue heavy on yours— spit slicked lips pressed up against your own, cause he’s too desperate to care about how presentable you’ll need to look after, he’s too big and clumsy while he tears through your clothes to get at your supple flesh— underwear expertly tugged to the side after the clink and clank of his belt echoes between your heated bodies.
itto is the biggest you’ve ever taken, already erect with his tip flushing a pinky-red, dripping with obscene amount of precum for someone who hasn’t even been touched yet. it’s thick and white, and heavy while his cock slaps against your soft tummy, both of you breathing heavy in anticipation as itto grabs hold of his cock and guides his bolbous cockhead to your sticky cunt, tapping it against your clit, prodding it against your entrance until his entire body shudders and the deepest groan you’ve ever heard tumbles from his mouth.
his mouth which is usually so loud, it uttering a nasty mix of curses and praises while he sinks his tip into your tight little cunt, trembling as you suck him in just like that, so nicely so prettily and fuck, the faces you make while arataki fucks you shallowly like this is enough to send the poor man to heaven— underneath him, your eyes hooded and teary, lips strawberry tinted and kiss swollen while a light sheen covers your forehead, he almost can’t take it.
“fuck, pretty baby,” he says— no he whines, above you, your legs over his broad shoulders, his cockhead stretching your walls just enough for it to hurt so good, juices running down his shaft. you sound so wet, so gorgeous when you whimper at every little thrust and itto is about to lose his god damn mind. “fuck, yeah? look at that, baby. look. atz that.” punctuating his words with small ruts of his hips into your cunt, just enough so that he nudged your gummy walls. “look at the way you’re suckin’ me in...can’t baby,— can’t take it no more— s’fuckin’ tight, s’warm...s’fuckin heavenly—‘hmy fuckin’ god—!”
and then he’s bottoming out inside your deliciously honeyed and sweet little pussy because how could he not? not when you’re wriggling and writhing underneath him, body basically begging itto for more— who the fuck was he kidding? thinking he could only fuck you with just his tip while it leaks and leaks and smears white all over your insides...oh no, he has to be inside you, has to bathe in your warmth and your wetness and let you choke out his cock until he can’t fucking breathe.
“i-itto!”
he’s shoving his face into your neck, white hair tickling your skin while he pounds away at your darling little hole so hard without giving you time to adjust—clenching down with every push and pull of arataki’s dick in and out of your velvety walls, drooling slick that ties you together in thick, opaque strings. “i know baby, fuck, i know,” itto all but sobs, ‘cause you’re sucking him in so selfishly, refusing to let him go and he was crazy to believe that he was going to limit just his tip to feeling this. “i know i said just the tip, but this pretty pussy was callin’ my name, arataki itto right?” he says, the grip you have on him is insane— figuratively and literally, cunt catching on the fat forked veins of his dick while he becomes addicted to you, calloused fingers spelling his name on your puffy clit as you blossom for him like a blooming flower. “she needed me, gotta fuck ‘er right yeah? you can take it, b-be my golden girl ‘n take this c-cock—!”
the oni doesn’t shut up while fucking you, letting out a muffled noise of surprise when you reach up and shove two of your digits into his mouth, pressing against his tongue with hooded eyes as his saliva trickels from the coners of his mouth. “itto, d-don’t make promises you can’t keep,” you moan, lazily thrusting your fingers in and out of his mouth until he’s dumb, mind blank and thinking with his cock— rutting into you so hard that your body jolts with each slam of his hips forward.
breed, breed, breed.
is the only mantra playing inside of the oni’s head as his cock presses deeper inside of you, tickling your womb every time he moves, bumping your g-spot every time he thrusts. fuck ‘just the tip’ he’ll remember for next time— he’ll give you all of those inches if you keep moaning for him like it’s your last day on earth, he’ll give you all of his fat, heavy cock with his balls slapping against the curve of your ass if it means he can fill you up with rounds and rounds of his potent seed until your belly swells and itto can’t stop the sticky mess from seeping out of your puffy, raw folds.
✩warnings: 18+ ONLY MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, manipulation, yandere, workplace bullying, avian keigo, stalking, kidnapping, violence (lightly, keigo hits reader to knock her out), stockholm syndrome, praise kink, fingering, body worship, mirror sex, face fucking, fem receiving oral, dacryphilia, overstimulation, unprotected sex.
✩authors note: shoutout to @jirou-s and @goreist for telling me not to scrap this. another shoutout to christine for beta reading it and to @wuhllow for beta reading it as well!! this is my longest one shot sdesrfghjk and i worked on this for two whole months and poured my heart and soul into it <3. title credit: ghosting by mother mother
✩excerpt:
He watches you walk around the roof; watches how fresh air seems to revive you. The way the wind bites at your cheeks and how you close your eyes and listen to the birds chirp. You rub your arms contentedly, as if to rub this feeling into your own soul. He stares as your chest rises and falls; the way you tilt your head towards the sun. You look like a painting. Flawless. A flower being revived by the sun’s rays. You take your hand and bring it to your eyes, staring at the sunset in the distance; your breath hitching at the shades that splatter the sky. Brilliant shades of sherbert orange mixed with cotton candy pink. The way the clouds move slowly across it all and look like thin and pulled apart strands of cotton.
You look beautiful.
Takami Keigo supposes that all things -before they grow into great, all consuming things that fill oceans and forests and take apart lives- start out incredibly small.
Some things grow slowly. Gently. Saplings that grow into cedar trees. Ponds that turn into lakes over time. Even how evolution works; small single celled organisms that turn into something much different with enough time. The best thing to him though -despite him reminding himself that not everything has to burn bright for it to be worthwhile- his favorite way to compare all things worth growing is fire.
He thinks worthwhile things start out like a small flame. Bright and slightly warm. To grow they take time. Pieces of kindling and proper environment is essential to creating a blaze that’s meant to last a while. Some places have had blazes burn years; fires that have destroyed towns and evicted people from their homes. Blazes that split apart asphalt and deemed cities unlivable.
He’s reserved and isn’t the type to enjoy such a public setting but the feel of your soft bare thighs under your skirt clouds his judgment.
Nuzzles lovingly into your neck, admiring your sweet scent.
Gently massages the dip of your hips, his knees hook under your legs causing your thighs to part widely as he spreads his legs open.
“Such an inpatient girl…you couldn’t even wait till we got home hmm-“
Whispers deeply in your ear his thick voice rumbling through your ear drums.
His fingers inch toward your warmth finding the slick crotch of your panties, he traces the line of your wet slit.
To your displeasure he remains safely above the barrier of lace, teasing you with each brush of his calloused fingertip.
“I’ll take this time to get you nice and ready for the Punishment that awaits you “
Mirio
“Haha what’s this Sunshine? Some kind of prank, Are we recording for a video?! Hey Dad!”
Waves at the non-existent Camera smiling big and toothy.
“O-oh I see it isn’t a video huh? Well then I understand what’s going on now “
Runs the flat of his tongue up the length of your neck, His palms trace the line of your curves groping the plush flesh beneath your clothes.
In quick flash his hand permeates disappearing through the fabric, a breathy gasp falls from your lips as you feel your pussy stretch around an invisible force.
“Can you feel me deep inside you, haha with my quirk I can fuck you right through that pretty little skirt.”
His wrist protrude through the plaid of your skirt as he fingers your stiff clit, thrusting deeper inside your soaked walls.
“You feel so good clamping down on me like that…you’re just begging for me to breed you sunshine“
Muriko
“Feeling alittle naughty are we?”
Tucks a stray hair behind your ear as she nips at your blushed earlobe.
Her ears wiggle in excitement as she teases the peak of your hard nipples through your thin top.
Traces teasing circle just under the hem of your skirt, your hips swirl urging her closer to your needy heat.
“I thought you learned your lesson about playing silly tricks on Mommy”
“You want to cum don’t you Rabbit”
Grabs your throat gently as she pushes your panties to the side plunging two fingers into your drooling core.
“Mmm just like that bounce on my fingers bunny”
Strokes your plush walls at a breath taking pace, your ass bounces against her thick thighs as you find sweet release.
Aizawa
“This is highly inappropriate y/n”
Despite his protest, he pulls your back harder against his chest holding you firmly in place.
Squeezes the pudge of your tummy causing you to yelp and jump away.
“Where do you think you’re going brat since you wanted to embarrass me it’s only fair I embarrass you”
Cups your jaw yanking gently until your eyes meet his red blaring gaze. Stares intensely into your lustful eyes unblinking, His hand rest just between your legs preventing you from tightening your thighs.
“I can feel your pussy throbbing against me little one…you must have been wanting this all day”
To your surprise he Spider-Man kisses your parted lips dipping his tongue inside to taste you as his fingers explore your wet folds.
He pulls away allowing you to gasp for much needed air, His hand stays on your jaw forcing your back to arch as you look at him.
“You don’t cum until I grant you permission too Slut”
ʚ♡ɞ SYNOPSIS: with street life in the city bustling below, you often find that your sleepless, late and mundane nights are best spent in the arms of a certain winged pro hero.
ʚ♡ɞ PAIRING: keigo takami x fem!reader.
ʚ♡ɞ WC: 4.2K.
ʚ♡ɞ RATED: mature, 18+, mdni.
ʚ♡ɞ GENRE: slice of life!au, pro hero!au, smut.
ʚ♡ɞ CW: please read ! soft smut, dom!hawks, oral sex ( male recieving ), breeding, restraints, light!cumplay, light!degredation, unprotected sex, mentions of reader being picked up.
ʚ♡ɞ A/N: good day my loves! i haven’t written for hawks in a while so this piece was really exciting and fun to write, i really enjoyed it! sorry for the delay! this fic was a lovely commission from @phantomrose54 , who has been so kind as to allow me to post !! hope you like it !! <3
ʚ♡ɞ masterlist | requests | kofi
until him, your life had been mundane.
like any other human being, you followed the path of your existence diligently— all the risks you’d ever taken, all the little trips off of the winding road of life had been left behind in wild college days, where your best friends had been a pack of ramen and the stash of vodka you kept hidden underneath your dorm-mate’s bed. these days, there are no more late nights in the depths of the city, kissing strangers who didn’t bother to tell you their name before turning up late to your shitty part-time job the next day with a splitting headache and then an earful from your boss. you didn’t live like that, not anymore.
because now, you’re an adult.
a few months shy of graduating, alone in the big city with a job paying big bucks from men who thought you were too pretty to know what you were doing—working hours fitting inside the squares of nine to five, that sometimes pushed you over the edge to meet deadlines and make extra cash from sleep depriving overtime to pay rent on your fancy up-market apartment. it had been a gift from your loving parents, the one’s so proud to have seen you fix up from rebellious stages and leave their nest with a top office job underneath your belt. except, it wasn’t much of a gift when you were paying ridiculous bills for upkeep— the only good thing about the damn place was the fact that rent was so expensive that you could turn your back on the ridiculous meal plans your mother sent you every week and indulge in the comfort of the cup ramen from back in your college days.
so yeah, your life had been mundane, until you met him.
warnings; daddy issues, teasing, soft to rough sex, creampie, praise kink, degrade kink, slight breeding kink, belly bulge if you squint, height difference,slight ahegao, muti-orgasm, slight overstim, use of nicknames like: Princess, Sir,
Minors DNI!
pairing; Toji fushiguro x F!reader
part 2 has been released! 5/23/2021
nsfw below the cut!
You weren’t really sure how you got here— or how your mind managed to wander this far at the very least
Sat in a nice contemporary Japanese home, while Itadori and Megumi talk up a storm. The sun softly fluttering in from the blades of the shutters, illuminating the figures in the room. All 4 figures
Itadori, Megumi, You and
Mr.Fushiguro.
Mr. Fushiguro ...the one who’s form is built as though it is sculpted from Ancient Greece. Which was accentuated by the black dress shirt he wore, taught over his body.
Your thighs twitched. Unbeknownst to your main conscious, your sub-conscious—more primal thoughts— had taken over. Practically salivating from the way he drummed his leg in those jeans that were so nicely fit that the rather large shape of his shaft was slightly visible. Or maybe it was the barely hidden fist of yours clenching at the pleating of your skirt at the way his fingers tantalizingly tapped along the thickest part of his thigh while his deep gaze scanned the room.
However, it didn't matter which. Because as oblivious as you were to your own staring, he wasn’t. He flicked his tongue over his lips and scar the moment he glanced at you, watching how your eyes trailed every detail of his shape, how your hands clenched when your gentle gaze dipped deeper than it knowingly should’ve. He leaned his head back, letting out a deep yet gentle chuckle of amusement that brought you straight out of your trance and up to his face as his head lazily tilted back to its neutral state, locking you both in a tense gaze whilst his tongue flicked over his scar again out of habit.
'Shit' you thought almost aloud.
He simply smirked, the man wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what you were up to. He couldn’t help but muse and be simply flattered that such a pretty thing as yourself was practically eye-fucking him through his well-fit clothes.
The boys turned to the sound of his laughter however he simply said nothing of it, and they didn’t seem to care that he wasn’t going to acknowledge it.
You cared, a lot.
And if you dared to admit that or not was a question of your own, however, the fury and burn of your cheeks spoke a thousand more pages than you could stumble out in his current presence.
You watched as his figure released from the cushions and stood, adjusting the cuff of his black dress shirt as his eyes flicker down to you. Your heart practically bounces out of your rib cage as heat rises to your face, turning it a crimson that there was no use hiding. He opens his mouth and you wait, the longest second of your life for him to speak however he stops himself and simply smirks at you and leaves the room whilst throwing a wink in your direction. That same smirk as before... it’s so unfamiliar from his usual snare.
‘Did he just tease me?’ You thought. ‘What the fuck am I gonna do now?'
With a moment to breathe, you stammer over to the bathroom. Closing and almost frantically locking the door as your gaze slides to sit on the reflection facing back at you, so flustered and red it almost looked as if you were 12 again and just had your first little peck on the lips.
With a panicked breath you texted Nobara;
[𝘠𝘰𝘶; Nobara this is bad]
[𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢; What? What's bad?]
Your fingers continue sputtering on the keyboard of your phone.
[𝘠𝘰𝘶; Megumi's dad definitely caught me looking at him, wtf am i supposed to do?? I mean i can't help it ... he's nice to look at but. He smirked and smiled and shit,,, helppp]
You wait a few minutes, taking some cold water and splashing it on your face, not that it would genuinely have an effect but more as a soothing to your own emotions.
And then your phone lit up.
[𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘥; Well then.]
fuck
You begin pacing in the bathroom phone in hand, your hands once again sputtering against the keyboard but this time, genuinely to Nobara -- and you made sure of it--
[𝘠𝘰𝘶; OKAY its really bad now like really bad the text i meant to send to you i sent to Megumi's dad an i was literally talking about how nice he looked.]
[𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢; Girl, you did yourself in.]
You continue to pace. Thinking of each possible outcome, of any way to escape this awkward situation, as well as pondering whether you would even want to escape.
You were there for about five minutes before your phone dinged again.
It was him
[𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘥; Dont tell me you're gonna hide from me now, princess]
'What do i do' you thought.
Asking Nobara again wouldn't get you anywhere and you knew it since she was preoccupied with shopping in the heart of Tokyo so her common sense might as well be your own.
You had no choice.
[𝘠𝘰𝘶: Im not really sure what to say, sir, i meant to send that to my friend.]
[𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘥; I know you did. But i quite enjoyed it.]
He was so assertive, even through text... it felt like he was beckoning you to his call.
[𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘥; There are 2 options here, princess.
1. We forget this happened. You leave with the boys and that's it or... You come out of that bathroom and wait for them to leave.]
[𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘥; Which will it be.]
Your thighs gently twitch together. Common sense told you that you shouldn't. It was your best friend's dad, however, the heat between your legs was telling you differently as you practically held yourself up with a nervous hand by the sink, glaring down at the screen.
Your fingers move without a thought behind it, figuring it would be rude to leave him on read. leaving you to let your lust speak instead of your sensible thoughts, which had been pressed to the side, using the text like a shield to hide how nervous you truly were.
[𝘠𝘰𝘶; I'll, um]
[𝘠𝘰𝘶; Wait for them to leave..?]
Your eyes bore holes into the screen as he types, listening to the shuffling of feet assuming it to be the two boys getting up from the TV.
[𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘋𝘢𝘥; I was hoping you'd choose that.]
You shivered softly, screaming from the inside out as you tried to collect your nerves and prepare to face him. It felt unreal the way your body moved at its own pace, turning the knob and leaving the enclosed space to now see Itadori sliding on his jacket.
"Hey, How are you feeling? You were in there a while"
"Ya, sorry... I know I was supposed to get food with you guys but i just can't."
"Oh its fine, Megumi's dad said you weren't feeling well. We're just gonna get takeout and bring some back for you anyway. I hope you feel better by then."
You nod, Everything seemed so normal. The boys quickly kicked on their shoes and waved you off, a sight you had seen so many times before however now everything was different. As soon as the door closed a smirk that-- thank god you couldn't see-- spread across his face. He moved from the kitchen and came up behind you as you glanced off out the door, watching as the boy's figures shrunk in the distance.
Your breath halted in your throat,
"So princess...What's a pretty thing like you want with me, hm?" he whispers softly one hand on your shoulder grasping it with a gentle firmness as his other hand comes to snake around your waist. Trapping you softly in his grasp.
You stammer, but nothing comes of it. The words had been practically been ripped from your throat as your body throbbed with the tension. This was really happening.
His body was on yours, pressed flush against your back and sneering soft teasing words with his head leaned mere inches from your ear.
"Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?"
"Im sorry... I'm just... nervous."
He chuckled softly, the same as before and spun you around in his grasp, slowly and effortlessly guiding you away from the door and back to the living space.
"I can understand why, You really didn't mean to send that text did ya, princess" He teased,
The heat between your legs flared up again, your body reacting the only way it knew how as he sat with a slight thud into the soft cushions.
"Why don't you come, sit..."
He grinned up at you, flicking his tongue over his scar per usual as you stood in front of him. Your frame practically twitching in anticipation to his next move, eventually with you being so deep in thought it lent you enough blind courage to do as you were told. You were like putty in his hands and he loved it, he adored that lusty and nervous trance he had you in however, he wanted to break you--softly-- to pull you away from your nerves and straight into his grasp.
"Such a good girl, aren't you." He replies, in a coy tone
He lifts his large hand, tracing it over you're jaw gently. His finger gliding over all the details on your skin as his thumb comes to brush over your lips.
"Y- yes sir..."
His smile lifts into an even wider grimace.
"You know, i was gonna ask ya to stop being so formal but... i think i like that name coming from your pretty lips..." He pulls your face closer as his eyes dart to gaze with your own.
"If ya want to back out, nows your chance beautiful. We don't have to do anything."
You listened to his words attentively, before a twinge of confidence seared through you. Enough to have you leaning into his touch and before long, your lips had gently connected to his own. He let out a deep 'hmm'. In response to it, clearly pleased by your non-verbal answer while you both delved into the kiss.
Your body practically shook as his hands began gliding over your figure, finding their place on your waist as his tongue slid into yours without warning, earning a small moan from you which he relished in.
He began gliding his hands and exploring your body while your cold and nervous exterior finally began to melt away in his touch.
You knew that this was taboo, But you were long past caring.
If only he knew how many nights you spent, hot and bothered splayed out in the cotton sheets in your dim-lit room writhing in your own pleasure at the thought of him.
Though the same could be said for you.
Countless nights had he indulged himself in forbidden thoughts of you in his bed, shaft throbbing and drooling at the thought as his chest heaved, fist rocking desperately along his length as he craved for you.
But now, there was no need to imagine and in fact, there was no room for it between the webs of lust connecting you two.
You both pulled away for air and he smirked at you, eyes lidded with passion and a deep-rooted lust. Looking at you with the sort of lust and desire as if he had been dreaming of this day for centuries, You of course returning the same glare. Each blink was more of a flutter as your eyelashes batted every so often, words clearly not being needed to describe the pure desires flowing through you both.
"You're a good kisser, princess"
"Thank you, sir..."
You replied to him, less hesitation in your voice now as it was clear you were much too enjoying this anymore to be in denial, however that didn't change the twitching and nervous tone.
He chuckled at your nerve-wracked state.
"Don't worry sweetheart-"
He trails off while pulling you closer and gently leaning his head next to your ear.
"Ill claim you as gently as i can muster"
Your lip quivered at his words, slick pooling in your underwear as deep down your gut told you that's not what you wanted. You wanted this to mean something but in the whiny state your body was in, it was screaming at you to just tell him to throw you over the arm of the couch and take you right now.
However, it seems as though he was enjoying indulging himself in you inch by slow inch. Though even he could only take it so long as when you shifted in his lap you let out a little whimper to which he grinned at, feeling his shaft press against you as hard as a rock through his jeans. He was painstakingly stiff.
"Is that what you want hm, princess?"
He called you from your trance which you gladly heeded. Your hands beginning to wander his chest which made him grin,
"Mhm.."
You muttered while biting down on your plush bottom lip which he was eyeing once more.
Ignoring your lack of words he, Without warning, swiftly moved with his hands on your hips letting you fall gently onto your back into the cushions of the couch while his large hands began to manhandle you through your clothes causing you to let out little whimpers of satisfaction. however you craved for more and he could see it, he grinned at your form. The way your chest would rise and fall at every touch, and the way your feet drilled into the cushions beneath you every so often whilst he sat between you.
He began removing your shirt first, at least figuring to bare you down to your undergarments as he began to long for more of you. With a nod of your eager approval, he removed your black skirt shortly after and threw it to the floor, hands returning to now easily slide over your exposed skin while he dotted heavy kisses and bites all over your neck and collarbone.
Grasping at your chest and moulding them with his hands,
click
Before you knew it, your garment was gone as he slipped it from underneath you, releasing your breasts. "Nhnn... Fushiguro" You whimpered to him while his mouth eagerly swiped over one of your hardened buds, knees parting your thighs whilst his other hand kneaded your other breast.
He was relishing in this, his shaft throbbing at the sight of such a pretty little thing coming undone before him, melting into his grasp with each poke and prod. Your body flushed red at the searing heat that was clinging to its every inch.
He hummed in satisfaction as he came up from your breast, your hand trailing his abs with a whine as a signal for his clothes to also come off. He grinned, his smile both welcoming and predatorial as he flicked his tongue over his scar.
"So needy princess, ya want this so bad don't you?"
You nod at his words. However, he furrows his brows though his grin doesn't leave.
"Cmon pretty girl.. use your words."
Your thighs attempt to rub together
"Yes sir."
He grins at your obedience, a smile that was so addicting to look at. Little did you know, he was obsessed with the way you were splayed beneath him. And now, with his pants as the only thing in the way, he dove down your body.
Leaving a trail of kisses from beneath your breasts and down your stomach, his large hands grasping you, almost feeling as though they could hold you on their own.
You hear him chuckle and your attention snaps back to him and only him, watching as he bites your panties and pulls them down a bit with his teeth. Wrapping his arms under your thighs and using a thick digit to softly toy with the wet spot by your sensitive nub causing you to twitch and let out soft moans.
"So sensitive, such a good little slut for me..."
He trails off with a grin smeared on his lips as he peels your panties the rest of the way down your legs, throwing them to the floor with the rest of the useless garments. Watching as you tighten around nothing at his words, back arching as you ache for him to touch you.
He knew exactly how he affected you and he loved it.
Finally, his hands grasp your thighs and spread them farther apart and with your eyes on his, he dives his tongue against your sensitive bundle of nerves. Letting out a soft gasp as he circles the nub with his tongue.
His buff arms tighten slightly around your thighs as he dives down lower, his tongue flat and teasing your wet slit softly before dipping into the tightening hole making you let out a long sigh and moan of satisfaction,
"Mmm sh-shit.." you cursed under your breath and he simply grinned at how pathetically and easily pleasured you were by just his tongue, however, he also adored it, relishing in the fact he was making you feel so good.
Slowly, his hand slides away from one of your thighs and he dips a finger into your tight slit earning a high-strung moan, He bit his lip as he watched you writhe, eyes shut tight while his thick digit effortlessly pleased you.
His attitude was always one of being detached to a person or situation. But the same couldn't be said for the way he throbbed for you. All his attention was on you and there was no mistaking it, he was going to claim you.
With that, a second digit dipped inside that he prodded in and out of your tight slit, His tongue swirling and biting at the sensitive nub above, Your nails begin to dig into the cushions and he grins against your sex.
'Fuck he's so hot'
He watched as your body began heaving in pure bliss, working you until you were practically panting and then suddenly pulling away. Leaving you to softly whimper as you reach for him
"Mm Fushiguro.. that's mean"
He grinned down at you, sliding his hand against your sex as he sat up. Sliding it up and down with his digits, slowly teasing at you while he stares down at you with his tantalizing green eyes.
"Beg for me, princess."
Your face went a deep crimson, darker than it had been before. Your body twitched before his touch and so of course, you listened, eager for more.
"P-please sir... please I'm s'close" you babbled gently at him.
He smiled wider and suddenly began moving his fingers vigorously in and out of you, flicking his tongue over his scar as you turned into a moaning mess. Your back arched up and suddenly the knot he had forced to tense snapped as you came undone.
Your hands gripped anywhere they could as you moaned and wailed under him, thighs quivering. In the midst of your eager orgasm palming his shaft through his jeans with this precious and drooly expression staring right up at him-- when your eyes weren't squeezed shut that is--
This sent him into a state of seeing red, causing him to let out a groan for just a moment. He wasn't expecting you to grasp him in your fit of lust however he surely wasn't complaining, his stiff shaft almost complaining of how hard it was at the sight of you.
"Mmm.. Such a good girl..."
He leans down kissing you, to which you pool beneath him and grab at his chest with a slight twitch in your hands from the pleasure still buzzing through you. He finds this cute.
He chuckles deeply, a dangerous look to his eyes as he replies whilst pulling away. His hands wandering your body before he lifts your legs slowly, kissing and biting at your thighs on the way up, grinning at you once he comes to a halt.
"Im not done with ya just yet, princess"
You whimper softly as he finally releases himself from the pesky jeans. Palming himself through his briefs. He knew usually at this point he would want you on your knees after his hard work but he couldn't resist any longer.
He needed to break you,
He needed to claim you,
His grip tightened on your legs that were now draped so effortlessly over his sculpted shoulders, Grimace spread on his face as he unsheathes his cock, a single throbbing vein visible in reference to how hot and bothered you both were.
He watched, his tongue clicking over his lips and his scar out of regular habit whilst watching your dewy slit clench around nothing at the sight of him.
Your chest heaved as you gazed smoothly up at him, cheeks burning that same crimson and stomach knotted with desire despite your recent release. The reminder of who was about to rearrange your guts as you stared at his sculpted face simply enhanced the heat and desire. The taboo nature driving you up the wall.
"Mmf.. please sir. I need it.."
You begged with deep-seated need in your voice while he glides his shaft up and down between your slick petals.
"Well when ya ask so nicely, princess..."
He grins down at you, looking for that second nod of approval separate from your eager words to which you returned it to him, biting down on your plush bottom lip, gasping when you felt the large slicked head of his cock prod against your tight hole.
"Relax princess..."
He cooed with his signature grin smeared across his face, knowing you were going to be immensely tight, he began plunging into your depths. To which his breath hitched momentarily at your entrance, slowly pressing more inside you until he was buried to the hilt inside you which earned several eager moans flowing from you.
"Fuck..."
He sharply hissed with his jaw clenched tightly as he buried himself deep inside you, watching as you practically writhed beneath him, each teasing movement of his hips making your thighs attempt to twitch closed, or your fists clench at the cushions, eyes squeezed shut.
That was until he reached down and with a gentle tug, his large calloused hands tilted your head to look up at him. His other hand bracing himself on your stomach, feeling how deep he was with a few thick digits.
He grinned when your eyes fluttered open to gaze up at him and you practically twitched around his cock as your eyes met. He loved that he had made you such a mess.
"I want you to look at me, princess."
You shivered however nodded in agreeance. This time he decided to not pester you about not using your words as the throb of his cock was too much to handle and he could see you were writhing for more release-- ready to take him. As ready as you could be that is.
With his hand bracing himself gently on your stomach, the other slid down to gently hold your hip. He slid almost all the way out before plunging all the way inside causing you both to let out soft moans. He groaned at how tight you were and bit down on his lip before flicking his tongue over his scar.
"Mmf... so fucking tight"
he hissed whilst he began slowly picking up the pace. Eventually reaching an average pace, which had you wailing and moaning for him. Your temperature physically rising each time his hands wandered your frame.
"Nh-hnn.. sh-it Fushiguro... "
You called out to him, and that was his last string of morals. No longer could he fuck you so simply, his hands gripped harder on your hips and he began bucking into you faster.
Before long, he was jesting your body up against the cushions. Long strings of slurs and profanities pouring from your mouth as he would curse under his breath. Without much of a warning, the knot in your stomach came undone around him, thoroughly enjoying as he watched you turn into a cock drunk mess.
Despite twitching around him, he wasn't finished and neither were you. His thumb easily made work of your already sensitive bundle of nerves atop the slit of yours he was so recklessly pounding, a slight sheen of sweat now hazing both your skin and his.
"Such a good little slut aren't you princess"
He knew you couldn't possibly form coherent words in your state. Maybe the occasional barely readable 'Yes sir' or 'Oh fuck' rolling from your pretty lips, that was about as good as it was going to get.
And he was fine with that, he was fine with watching a pretty thing such as yourself lose it to his large shaft and lose yourself to the pure bliss.
"That's right, such a good little slut"
He hissed under his breath feeling you tighten around him with each word he panted out while his hips pistoned inside you. You both were unaware how much time had passed but at this point, neither of you cared.
He continued to vigorously please your little sensitive nub that was coated in slick, your legs beginning to twitch as your wails got louder and louder. His hand snakes around your neck however not applying too much pressure in attempts to be careful with you.
This was the cherry on top, writhing in the bliss you felt as you stuck your tongue out mid-way and your legs began to twitch. Eyes softly fluttering as a threat to your next expression. Gaze averting from his slightly as your eyes fluttered back softly and the knot in your stomach snapped harshly.
"F-ffuck Fushiguro..!"
You chanted to him and he simply couldn't take it. The expression, the way your perfect frame laid out beneath him with such an unexpected lewd expression of bliss, the way your every curve and edge dipped into the next guiding his eyes down to the prize.
He let out a gruff groan, several even, and released inside you. Painting your tight walls with his seed as he pressed as deep as he could into you in the midst of his ecstasy. His hand on your clit stilling gently as he panted over you, still somehow seated in between your legs with nothing except the slight lean in his defined frame and the dew on his skin hinting at fatigue.
You bit your lip as he finally stilled his rocking inside you, your back returning from being arched as his eyes flicked down to yours.
"Wasn't such a bad idea, was it, hm?"
He teased at you and you couldn't help but giggle softly as he hung over you still, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.
You spoke with a bit of nerve still, however, there wasn't much left as all shame or fear from before had been whisked out of your body in the midst of his thrusts.
"I ... Really enjoyed that honestly."
He grinned while he finally caught his own breath in his throat. A hand running down your body as he leaned back slightly and continued to gaze upon you, letting your legs relax resting at the sides of his waist.
"Well good."
He sneered at you with his typical smirk, however, his stare was glassed over with a different look. His frame leaning back between your legs, wanting to stay sheathed in you a little longer.
"Because you're all mine princess"
a/n: nah because i had multiple nosebleeds writing this-
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