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<3 Alexia | She/her | 18+ | here for smut n giggles

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babessssssssss omg your blog is just 😩😩😩😩😩😩 pussy throb central. idek how to explain it it just soooo fucking goodddddddddd. top tier work🙌🏾. keep up the good work💞!!

Thank youuu🥺 I haven’t been active but I really do try😭

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Realistic X-rays of Class 1- A!! Part 2

Part 1 | Part 2

Aoyama

- Shiny✨

- This isn’t related to his length but his asshole is spotless

- Squeaky clean

- Does this nigga exfoliate his balls?? He’s literally so smooth

- Similar to Denki, he’s not very big

- I’d give him 4.8 inches

- That’s okay I’ll just get the strap

Ojiro

- It’s big. Oh I know it’s big

- Almost at Kiri’s length; 8.2 inches

- Monochrome too, his skin is perfectly even all throughout

- If he does have some hair, it’s kept at a minimum

- His balls are really appealing??

Momo

- Yeah this girl is hairless

- Premium Brazillian waxes. She has the money so

- Surprisingly a little dark. Scratch that, it’s very dark

- She also has an itty bitty, but gets really puffy after (an during) the deed

- She has a big clit. Like, actually big. No debate

Kouda

- I can’t imagine this guy with a dick idk

Satou

- A big guy, but his penis doesn’t quite follow suit

- 5.3 maximum

- He eats like hell but it just fuels his quirk, not his cock

- But don’t be fooled, CUZ WE GOT A THICK BOI HERE

- The girth is astronomical

- When he slaps that thang on your tongue it's got some weight to it

Shouji

- Horse

- Cock

- .

- 9.3 inches with BODYODY

- Shit fucking hangs

- Do not let this man out of the house with grey sweatpants

- Two shades darker than the rest of his body

- Almost purple looking at the base, a tad lighter at the top, but definitely not pink

- Has the perfect amount of thickness

Jirou

- Another squirter 🎉

- Teeny weeny

- She has a very small and smooth pussy

- Either has no hair or a whole bush, no in between

- Gets turned on soo fast

Tokoyami

- This one was hard (thanks to @shoutoswhore for the help)

- Hmm 6 inches give or take a lil

- For sure has some hair down there

- A little bulky

- He has veins that showww, he’s actually a little insecure about them but little does he know…

Uraraka

- The anime doesn’t do her justice.

- She’s a thick girl with a thick ass pussy and the thighs to match

- Full lips ofc

- Dark like Momo w some beef curtains😩

- I can just picture it now

- This might be a surprised but she actually has a small clit that isn’t very sensitive, takes her a while to get worked up

- Nipple play gets her going💥

Hagakure

- Um

And lastly, because he’s a fucking asshole, Mineta

- Micropenis.

- Even if I didn’t hate him, it’d still be the same

- 1 inch, 2 inches at best

- And that’s pushing it

- Fuck him. And not in the good way

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Some early afternoon Bakugou thirsts~

OKAY okay here me out. Bakugou is known to be blunt and a hothead, sometimes even crosses a few emotional boundaries without knowing. Sure, he understands his limitations, but one day he totally crosses the line with you. He fucked up. Bad. He’s so desperate and needy to make it up to you, he’d do anything.

Naturally, you take him up on his offer... he’d do anything, right?

***

Wrists and ankles tied tied to the bed, his aching muscles flex under you, hardly being able to move from the restraints. His teary eyes are squeezed shut with how badly he wants to cum as you ride him, body jerking and shivering as you slowly meet his hips with yours. You move at your own pace- using him however you please- and even the smallest thrust into your sloppy pussy make your hips stop moving. It was hasty and messy, the room filled with the sinful noises of shaky breaths, and the lewd, wet smacks of skin on skin. But the string of pleasant gasps escaping his clenched teeth is everything you need and more to forgive him. “P-please baby! I’m sorry-fuck!” Wrapping both hands around his hot and sweaty neck (for balance ofc *wink*), you bring your lips to his ear. “Shhhhh. Aw your almost there baby. If you tell me how much you love me, I just might let you cum” <3

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“Arch your damn back!”

Dabi x fem!Reader

READ THE WARNINGS FRFR

WARNINGS: NONCON/DUBCON, COERCION AND MANIPULATION, DEGRADATION (FEM RECEIVING), BRUISING, OVERSTIMULATION

Author’s Note: (read the warnings) 18+!! Do not maintain any of these practices in real life, unless in some weird rp in which a safe word is required. This is obvious, but I felt it should be stated. 

Author’s Note pt. 2: if you ask me why I wrote this, I really couldn’t tell you. It gets better towards the end, promise. Well, sort of

“Do you really think this petty string of fabric is going to stop me from drilling your tiny pretty pussy raw?” He maintains eye contact as he shoves into you with a hard thrust, arms on either side of your head. 

Keep reading

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“Arch your damn back!”

Dabi x fem!Reader

READ THE WARNINGS FRFR

WARNINGS: NONCON/DUBCON, COERCION AND MANIPULATION, DEGRADATION (FEM RECEIVING), BRUISING, OVERSTIMULATION

Author’s Note: (read the warnings) 18+!! Do not maintain any of these practices in real life, unless in some weird rp in which a safe word is required. This is obvious, but I felt it should be stated. 

Author’s Note pt. 2: if you ask me why I wrote this, I really couldn’t tell you. It gets better towards the end, promise. Well, sort of

“Do you really think this petty string of fabric is going to stop me from drilling your tiny pretty pussy raw?” He maintains eye contact as he shoves into you with a hard thrust, arms on either side of your head. 

Back cold against the icy, concrete floor, you stare into the blazing blue eyes of the sexy ass piece of meat hovering over your naked body. You were hardly even wet, yet the feeling of his swollen head and sensation of his pierced cock sliding across your gummy walls turned you on into oblivion. You throw your head back and it knocks against the hard floor of the small closet when his tip rubs the entrance of your cervix. He sucks his teeth at your reaction, unsatisfied that you didn’t answer. “Hello? Earth to fucking y/n?” He angrily pushes in even further, the pain starting to override the inkling of pleasure you began to feel. You groan at the feeling before croaking “the- the door! Someone-” you’re voice only a whisper in fear of getting caught, barely finishing your sentence as you focus on the intense motions of Dabi’s hips. You glance towards the door, disco lights are flashing between the cracks, light tossing playfully across Dabi’s toned back. This makes him angry, lips forming an evil scowl. “You think I give a shit about who sees us here? I know in that pretty little head of yours, the only thing you’re thinking about is getting this filthy pussy fucked. Isn’t that right?” Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes and you look away shyly, shamed by how his words of venom sent electricity down your spine. “Well, well no, I mean” you babble pathetically, “that’s not it.” The thing is, you do want Dabi. Who wouldn’t? Just look at the guy. But you still waver. You want your experience with him to be a little more thoughtful, not on the closet floor of a club you don’t even know the name of. You were no virgin Mary, but couldn't he treat you with more care? 

Besides, what about you interested a person like Dabi? You still can’t process that idea of someone as sexy as him wanting to have sex with you. You hardly know the guy, yet here you are. Who’s to say he even likes you? A slow tear makes its way down your cheek and drops silently to the floor. Eyes turning away, you avoid his sharp, sapphire gaze and pitifully gather your chests together, vainly attempting to cover yourself even just a little. He chuckles at your actions, lighting a fire of embarrassment in your chest. “Oh no, I don’t think so doll. Move your hands. Now.” 

“No.”

His traveling hands freeze, and you swear he stops breathing for a moment. He roughly grabs your face, forcing you to look at him, index and thumb squeezing your chin. “The fuck you say? You better give me a fucking apology before I get angry.” His scowl drops steadily once he notices your eyes glistening with tears. Brows contorting in confusion, he sighs and hastily pulls the both of you up so that you’re straddling him. You sit on his lap quietly and don’t dare move a muscle. His dick is still inside you, it’s hair softly teasing your clit. He places the palm of his hand to your cheek and slides his thumb between your lips, forcing your mouth open. “Stick out your tongue for me love,” he says.

 Despite everything he’s done, your heart still flutters around a bit in your chest. You weren’t expecting this. Hesitantly, you follow his orders. He places his lips on gently yours, sucking on your tongue and sliding his in your mouth fervently, groaning softly, tasting you. Realizing you’re still holding your breast, you let them hang down, and instead wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss, and closing the short distance between you. You want to give this a chance.

 Not five seconds later are your tits warmed by Dabi’s calloused hands, groping and kneading at them sensually. It’s impossible not to feel the throbbing of his cock now bottomed out and buried inside you. He breaks the kiss slowly, taking a second to catch his breath. “Do you want me to go slow? Is that what this is?  Wanna know what those lewd moans of yours sound like. Please baby I’m getting fucking blue balls over here!” A mini wave of panic shoots through you as he slowly starts sending shallow thrusts in your now semi wet cunt. You hiss loudly and squeeze your eyes shut at the sensation of him easing his dick in and out of you. What’s even more surprising though, is that it feels… good. Was all it took really a little kissing?

 “Can I y/n? You’re not going to tease me and leave me hanging with fucking blue balls are you?” His breath is so shaky and hot there’s no doubt he’s feeling good too. “I can’t get off with these damn baby strokes. Let me fuck you properly, huh? Please baby it hurts so bad,” he whines, practically begging you. He rolls your nipples with his fingers and plants kisses all over your face in between words, trying to convince you. And it’s working. In addition to the guilt you feel for his blue balls, you can’t help but wonder what sex with Dabi would be like. Sending a silent prayer, you press your forehead into his shoulder and slightly nod your approval. He doesn’t even contemplate your agreement before bucking his hips wildly inside you, bringing his hands down to your waist, and slamming your hips against his length. You let out a shriek, unprepared for the insane amount of pressure pounding you. You forget about the hundreds of people that could be listening, unable to concentrate on anything but the white light peeking at the edge of your vision and the delicious sounds of Dabi’s grunting. “Slower! Please Dabi, go slower!” You claw at his shoulders, the pain becoming too great.

He pulls out quickly, finally giving you some leeway. You feel the slick coating his length as his dick slides along the cleft of your ass. “Shit,” he heaves, “On your hands and knees.”

Your legs tremble as you struggle to get up, already embarrassingly weak from his harsh pounding. He lets out an agitated breath before moving to help you off his lap to get in position. Hands flat against the floor, ass facing him, you crane your head to look at him. His dick has already been inside you, but the act of being butt ass naked in front of him still makes your face heat up. “Like this?”

“No not like fucking that,” he mocks, “Arch your damn back! Haven’t you done this before?” You open your mouth to tell him that it’s your first time doing something like this, that you’ve never been fucked in a closet of a club with hundreds of people right behind the door, or that none of your other partners has even bothered to kiss you so intently prior to sex.

You were already pitiful enough, no way were you going to tell him you haven’t experienced real sex. You lower your head and shoulders  towards the floor in an attempt to ‘arch your damn back’ but shit does your body feel weak already. Whether he decided your position was good enough for him- you don’t know. But you want to believe his hips snapping into yours means you’re pleasing him too. You knew it was wrong, how deplorable it looks to fuck a stranger in public. You know, but can’t help the wicked arousal leaking down your trembling thighs.

 You heard the loud slap before you felt it, the sound piercing through the loud noises of the party just a few feet away, flaming heat spreading across your bare ass cheeks. Did he just use his quirk on you? You don’t react at first, too stunned and shocked by the sensation, but another slap results in a shrill whimper. Dabi watches you closely, eyes dragging across your pussy displayed so beautifully for him as he eases his length into you.

“Look at all that fucking ass. ” slap.  he lowers his mouth towards you, hot breath tickling your ear. “How long were you planning on hiding this sexy ass from me?” slap “Hm?” slap.  straightening his back, his hands rubbing slow, purposeful circles across the same spot where he keeps smacking you. “Why so quiet, Princess? Do you not like it?” You must be too dumb to talk, the pleasure and pain so intense, so hot and fiery, you feel so damn full that you can’t even speak. You realize quickly not speaking was a bad move. Dabi’s hands crash down on you again, this time there is no doubt his quirk has been activated as that exact spot on your ass is met with a deliberate, powerful strike. The heat is overwhelming, sizzling against your blazing skin. “Answer me,” slap “you fucking brat. I’ve hardly even fucked you and you’re already speechless?” Your body is limp, limbs heavy, useless, and sprawled out on the floor. Fuck- you hadn’t even cum yet, and it feels so amazing. You try to move yourself, pathetically attempting to thrust your hips against him. It’s messy and unpracticed, you can’t even get a damn rhythm going. Whimpering below him, you snake an arm from under you and weakly place it on his thigh. “Please,” you whine, “Please, I can’t- I’m so close-”

“Oh doll,” he groans, “I love it when you beg for me. Knew you just wanted this pretty pussy fucked. But you’ve been good, haven’t you, baby? Looks like I’ll have to do all the work my damn self.” Heated hands snatch at your waist, gripping almost painfully so, making you suck in a quick breath.

The feeling of Dabi’s pierced head starting to slowly thrust again is just enough to send you over the edge. The sinful grunts and moans of pleasure, the downright filthy sound of smacking skin, sticky sweat- the pure ecstasy of his cock pumping in and out of you hurls you towards your peak.

Your orgasm unravels in a flurry, spurts of hot liquid gushing out in streams while Dabi manages his last few thrusts inside your squeezing cunt. All you could focus on was his pleased gaze peering down at you, and your palms pressed on the ground trying to keep the spinning room steady. Too tired to even think of moving, Dabi takes it upon himself to flip you over, back flat against warmed concrete stained with sweat and whatever meld of bodily fluids. Eyes totally blissed out, a small puddle forms where your face meets the floor, matching the large one under your sopping cunt. Dabi couldn’t be happier.

A wave of dread washes over you when you notice his dick twitching to above you. You cry out as calloused hands find your center, rubbing gentle, small circles into your clit as he glides his dick in you once more.

Black patches blotch your clouding vision. Fading out of consciousness, in the back of your mind, you wonder if the pet names and concern was all for show. In the end, you were helpless, and he was in control. In the end, people like Dabi always get what they want.

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Am I about to post some Dabi noncon/dubcon heavy reading at 10 in the morning while I’m in class?

Yes

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Realistic Xrays of Class 1A!!

Part 1 | Part 2

Bakugou

-Uses his loud ass mouth to make up for the fact that he isn’t as big as he would like🥺

-I’d say 6.4 inches

-Thick and a little darker at the base

-Horny Bakugou’s dick just looks like he’s finna buss at any second

-You just can’t tease him in public, he’s throbbing

-Gets super red and desperate. Doesn’t like feeling out of control so he gets mad. Superiority complex duh

-Wants to act like he has the best stroke game on the planet but we all know he’s a bottom bitch 🤧

-All jokes aside, I'm literally not joking, it’s very visually appealing

Todoroki

-Mmmm pretty baby also has a v pretty dick

-Smooth and not very veiny

-Feel like he’s bigger towards the tip. Mushroom headish

-6.9 inches

-He has major BDE, but not horse cock yk?

-His shit is definitely curved upward

-?Potentially uncircumcised¿

-Grower, now a shower

-I can only imagine that his hair is also half and half LOL

Kirishima

-Thick as f u c k

-Kirishima’s dick is phat and hella girthy

-Yes. He's bigger than Bakugou

-8.4 inches

-He’s a shower 🥴

-Veins that rub deliciously across your gummy walls

-His balls are huge. When he’s balls deep in you the smacking sounds omg-

-Has curly black hairs complementing his yummy cock :))

Midoriya

-Another thick boi

-Not super long, but definitely makes up for it with bulkiness

-6.4 inches

-It really makes sense- he’s short and stacked. What can I say

-I cannot talk about him without mentioning beefy daddy Dilf!Deku! He knows how to use it. Caresses you with big, strong hands, holding him close to you while struggling to stuff your creamy cunt in full nelson <3

Kaminari

-Okay okay, here me out

-5 inches even. Yeah, he’s a lil small. But his penis is fucking artwork

-Pale and slim

-When he’s horny the whole thing is so flush and pink , twitching and leaking from excitement

-Literally just beautiful

Mina

-Well she obviously doesn’t have a dick but-

-Her lips are phat and puffy

-She’s got pussy

-It’s practically canon

-Let’s her hair grow out, baby’s got a lil bush

-Is her hair down there also pink? yes 😌

-Queefs a lot and doesn’t give one fuck

-As she should💅🏾

Sero

-MY LITERAL BABY DADDY

-Mans got shlong. Shlong shlong

-Fucking 9.4 inches. You heard me.

-On the slimer side, and sososo pretty

-Slight pink tip + a slight curve up (or maybe even to the side @.0)

-He’s a grower, not a shower

-Am I a little biased considering this is a realistic X-ray post? Maybe. And what about it?🙃

- (he’s actually 7)

Iida

-His dick is straight as fuck idk what to tell you

-Like it just stands up straight

-If he’s switching positions it moves only slightly

-Definitely 7 inches

-Pistol, pistol, pistol. Have you seen the legs on that man?? Strong ass thighs and calves have him pounding into you so hard- you’re crying and trembling by the end

Tsuyu

-Unlike Mina, she’s isn’t a puffy gurl

-I feel like she has long labia 👁👁

-When she’s wet, she’s wet

-Dripping down her legs wet

-I mean she IS a frog. Icky sticky bitty🤧

-Definitelllyyy a squirter

Author’s Note: I just have to do a part two of this, it’s literally so fun

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Red and Raw

Sero x fem!reader

Warnings: anal, cumshot/cumplay, Sero slapping your ass raw, soft ending 

Summary: A tiny bit of flirting can’t hurt too much… right?

Work count: about 1k

Author’s note: Just wanted to post some Sero content lol. I intended for gushy soft Sero but got a little off track… 

This was the third, and hopefully last, round with Sero. Your ass is red and raw by the first, his hands had been slamming against you incessantly. 

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Red and Raw

Sero x fem!reader

Warnings: anal, cumshot/cumplay, Sero slapping your ass raw, soft ending 

Summary: A tiny bit of flirting can’t hurt too much... right?

Work count: about 1k

Author’s note: Just wanted to post some Sero content lol. I intended for gushy soft Sero but got a little off track… 

This was the third, and hopefully last, round with Sero. Your ass is red and raw by the first, his hands had been slamming against you incessantly. 

You’d accidentally been a little too friendly with Todoroki during the class 1A get together. Five too many drinks in, you found yourself gripping the hero’s forearm for support after tripping over your own feet, landing square on his chest. You didn’t even have to think about what Todoroki was seeing when you fell on top of him. You breast practically spilled out of the tight black dress you bought for the occasion the night before. Out of respect, he looks away, but offers a “uh… you okay y/n? I think you need to go head out soon.” Lazily dragging your drunken eyes to his, you boldly state “why do I need to go home when I’ve got a hot hunk of muscle right here to catch me if I fall?” Not 3 seconds later Sero is practically dragging you off Todoroki, grabbing your wrist, and pulling you against him. He smiles down at you, but the vein protruding on the right side of his forehead gives you another message. “It’s time to go baby. You’ve had too much to drink tonight”

And that’s how you ended up naked and shivering in front of Sero, hands bound together and between your sweaty thighs, face planted into the soft mattress. His length prods your entrance bulging in anticipation, yet his hips are motionless. “Oh come on baby, I know sluts like you know how to move. The way you were all over that fucking half and half proves it. You can do better than that” Each sentence followed by a firm slap in the same spot over and over and over, ringing loudly into the cool air of a quiet room, only the sounds of Sero’ callous hands meeting your ass fill the silence. He slams down unabating, you can feel the red welts swelling, heat running across your skin. You don’t know how long the two of you have been stuck in this position, but your core hot and throbbing in anticipation is saying you can’t take much more.

“You think you deserve to be fucked? The way you held on to that fucker, he was practically drooling at the sight of your tits! I can’t believe this shit” the slaps become harder, rougher as his anger starts to bubble, accompanying your growing whines and moans. You wish you could say you didn’t like it… but you did. Sero’s anger, pure passion, the insults, and the way he slapped your ass raw was intoxicating. The burning sensation was heavenly, fiery and intense, you shove your hips into his, trying to near your climax. “Well would you look at that. The little slut really does know how to move.” You can’t stand the building pressure inside you, it wasn’t enough, wasn’t fast enough. You needed more.

“Sero… please,” you beg him at this point, “I need you. I’m sorry Papi, I won’t do it again I promise!” Tears build in the corners of your eyes, you’d been at it for God knows how long. You wanted to cum so badly.

“Tcht,” he spat,  “only because you asked nicely”

You expect the toe curling sensation of his shaft easily gliding inside your desperate cunt, but it never comes. Instead, he slips it between your folds, fully coating his dick with your arousal, before pressing right into your asshole. Grunting as he fits himself inside of you, he growls, “only good girls get fucked how they want.” Without another word, he’s slamming into you at a devilish pace, your head spinning so wildly you could pass out at any moment. You felt the pulsing of your cunt and knew your climax was near- just the impact alone forcing you down your spiral. Your moans of pleasure are stifled against the pillow as you gush around his length. Sero death grips your hips, triggered by the contractions of your orgasm.  

He reaches his orgasm right after you, pulling out abruptly before busting his load all over your ass and back. His breathing is shallow and heavy as he takes a moment to catch his breath. He drearily watches the cum drip down, kneading his hands into the soft flesh. He moves almost trance-like, slowly sliding his cum on your skin, pulling and tugging at your curves. His soothing touch feels like heaven on your burning cheeks, but… 

“Sero, you’re fucking nasty!” You scream into the pillow. He stops his circling hands, and you swear he even stops breathing for a moment. When you burst out laughing, body shaking with laughter, he relaxes, but you can sense his confusion. “You’re using your cum like fucking massaging oil! I can’t with you” you’re still laughing, literally to the point of tears. What kind of idiot are you dating?? 

A slow smile makes its way to Sero’s face, cheeks reddening in slight embarrassment. “I thought it was sexy… you didn’t like it, amor? 

Calming your shaking breaths as best as you can, you flip over on your back, not caring that the sheets would get messy. You launch yourself up and throw yourself on your boyfriend so that your bare chests are flush against each other. Slinging your still bound arms around his neck and pressing further into him, you plant a soft kiss on his temple. “I love you. And… I’m sorry”

Almost instinctively, he reciprocated your hug, giving a hard squeeze.“I love you too, hermosa. Always”

Your soft smile starts to fall when you notice something poking at your stomach. Still holding onto him, you question, “Sero… why are you getting hard?”

He chuckles softly, sighing into your shoulders before pushing the both of you back onto the bed. “Your confession got me hard again mami. I don’t want to do anything though,” he says quietly while laying his face into your chest, “just hold me.” 

 “Always”

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I APPRECIATE YUUUUUUUU 🦋🦋🦋🦋✨✨✨✨✨

STOP BECAUSE WE’RE BEST FRIENDS NOW 😭😭

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Sero with a pregnant s/o!

Warnings: hella titty play, lactation kink, mentions of insecurities (angst-ish?), non penetrative sex, spitting, breeding kink if you squint

Summary: While you love the budding flower of life in your stomach, you can’t help but notice how much your body has changed in your last few weeks of pregnancy

Word count: about 2.4k

Author’s Note pt. 1: Your bodies are beautiful y’all. Yes, I’m projecting some insecurities a bit here, but all of these traits are natural and nothing to be ashamed of <3

Author’s Note pt. 2: I always write more background than intended, so just skip to the {***} asterisks to read the smut

It’s 6 o’clock in the fucking morning and you’re jumping out of bed to take a piss. This damn baby. 

Your warm heels are met with the sting of cool wood as your feet skitter to the bathroom. Thank goodness you only had a shirt on, because lord knows if you had bent over to pull down your pants, the new chenille rug Sero loved would be a mess by now. The stream of release was nothing short of heavenly, a sigh of relief easing from your lips in a soft, low moan. Your bladder these days was absolutely insufferable, impossible to hold for even a few minutes. Leaving a bed of fluffy comforters, pillows, and a beautiful sleeping Sero every morning and nap session made your brows twitch with agitation.

You clean up and rise off the toilet gingerly, your back pain hasn’t been good to you throughout the 8 months of pregnancy. Eyes meeting the bathroom mirror before you, streaks of sun toss freely across your face, morning rays complementing rich, dark skin. Tiredly scanning the complexion, your gaze falls to your swollen belly hardly even covered by the thick gray tee shirt you’d fallen asleep with. While you tried not to stare, the dark stretch marks panning your inner thighs and hips peeking under the shirt seemed to grow by the hour. A tinted stain of moisture seeping through right above your nipple also catches your eye. The tee clung to your tits rubbing against them, causing your nipples a twinge of pain and adding to the frustration building in your chest. You never paid this much attention to your body in years, but the pregnancy distorted your figure beyond comfortability. Your breasts were always hefty, but they grew impossibly larger along with more stretch marks spreading across them. They sagged due to milk and swelling, which only accentuated the awkward gap that sat between them. Your once perfect, perky pair swung low, nipples angling downward instead of straight ahead like they used to. Your hands absent-mindlessly traced them, wondering if you would always look this way. This was your first pregnancy, but certainly your last. Lost in your thoughts, picking apart insecurities and flaws, you begin pinching at the pudge of your thighs, a bad habit you can’t seem to break whenever you feel self conscious. Don’t marriages usually go south after couples have kids? What if you can’t be a good mother? How will Sero react to your sagging belly and imperfections after the baby is born? You hated them, so how could he even like it?

As the creeping depression sets it, you don’t realize Sero sneaking up behind you. Long arms wrap around your waste, tenderly reaching to rub your bulging belly as the warmth of his unclothed chest presses against your back. He places his chin in the crook of your neck, groaning into the embrace and humming softly. “What are you doing up princessa?” He asks drearily, still half asleep. “Need me to help clean you up again? Hm?”

“No,” you sigh, “It's nothing really. Just had to pee real quick.” “You’ve been up for a while now baby. Come back to bed,” he says with dreary eyes only half open, but still somehow awake enough to lift the edges of your shirt to feel more of you, leisurely grazing fingertips in random patterns on your bare skin.You’re glad he’s too tired to notice the look on your face.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up… you knew I was up?” You wondered if he saw you this whole time staring with distaste at the sight of your own body. “Of course I’d notice if my baby girl didn’t return to my arms. I always wake up when you leave.” Your lips manage a small “oh” in response. He squeezes you a little, before breaking the embrace. He grabs your hand and spins you around to face him. Cupping your cheeks in his hands, he directs your eyes to his. “Can we please go back to bed now baby? You feel so good pressed up against me.” Sero was being the amazing, caring lover he always is, but you just wanted to be alone. Your line of vision finds the floor, unable to look such a swell ball of happiness directly in the face. “I think I'll just stay in here for a bit,” you say. The confusion is clear even on his sleepy face. “Come on pretty girl, it’s insane to turn down cuddling with your favorite hero, right?” A slight smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. That adorable, star-striking smile. Yet you just couldn't seem to reciprocate. You let out an awkward, unnatural chuckle to try and pretend you weren’t dipping your toes into a pool of self aversion only moments ago. A dumb move, considering Sero reads you like a book. He chuckles a little at your awkwardness. “Love, if you didn’t think it was funny, it’s okay. After all this time, I can totally tell if you’re faking it you know” He pulls back slightly, taking a good look at you. “What’s wrong princessa? Let me know so Papi can take care of it for you, yeah?” When his question is met by silence, you practically feel the questions blossoming in his mind. “Y/n?” Sensing your reluctance, he does a quick sweep over your body, making sure you or the baby isn’t hurt. Eventually, he spots the damp area around your nipples. His stiffening shoulders drop, along with the hands planted on your face. “Aww don’t be embarrassed angel,” he cooes, “I’ll take care of this and get you a new shirt, okay? I’ll make it all better for you.” He’s got it all wrong, it’s not just your leaking breasts that’s bothering you, it was so much more than that. Your stretch marks, weight gain, sagging skin, even your back fat that made you not feel you. Nevertheless, you sit down on the toilet lid and wait patiently for Sero while he grabs a new shirt and wet wipes. 

When he returns to the bathroom, he moves to help you remove your shirt, but you push away his hands, insisting that you do it yourself. You can tell he’s a little hurt by the gesture, but at the moment you’re too self conscious to think about it. “You can’t possibly be shy after all these years, could you?” Again, you don't respond. He jokes playfully, but you’d known Sero long enough to know he was just plastering his hurt with humor. This is why you wanted to be alone. You didn't want to bother him with your insecurities at the ass crack of dawn when he could be peacefully sleeping. Slipping the shirt off, he reached for a wipe, “Oh, let me help you-” “No!” You both flinch at the abrupt volume of your voice. “I mean,” you decompress, “I’ve got it Sero. Really. Besides,” you lower your voice towards the end, embarrassment heating your cheeks, “It's disgusting.” 

He snaps his head up at you “Disgusting?? What do you mean?” You throw your hands up, upset with his question for who knows why. “What do you mean what do I mean,” you puff, “It’s gross. Just like the rest of me.” Suddenly, hot tears make their way to your eyes, a shock to both you and Sero. “Mi reina… I honestly had no idea you felt this way. I mean, what’s there not to love? You’re stunning amor.” He stoops down, dropping on one knee to match your eye level. “Truly.” He wipes away your tears using a wipe you didn’t even see him grab. 

“Stand up princesa. I need to show you something”

Sero’s claim piqued your interest, but your curiosity immediately deflated when he only led you a few feet away to the bathroom sink- to the mirror. You frowned. Standing behind you again, he planted feather-light kisses to the back of your shoulder, making steady eye contact with you in the reflection. His lips travel to the back of your neck, where he sticks his tongue out and licks before sucking hard. A moan escapes your lips; Sero knows your neck is your weak spot. 

“Sit on the sink. Do not move.” He leaves the room quickly, message still ringing in your head to stay out. At least while you sit here, your back is against the mirror. Just when you thought you wouldn’t have to worry about staring at your own reflection, Sero walks in carrying the huge ass mirror from the bedroom you use to analyze your outfits. He places it opposite of the mirror above the sink, making it so that you could see your complexion no matter which way you face. “Sero I-” He presses a finger to your lips silencing you. “Shhhhh. None of that. Let me show you how beautiful you are.”

{***}

His lips meet your skin, kissing all over your chest above the thick tee shirt. 

A kiss between your gap you hate “you’re perfect cariño”

A kiss under your collar bone “I love how you feel against me”

A kiss to the underside of your breast “I love your breasts. Brimming with all this delicious milk,” he murmurs

Kisses all over your stomach “I love that your full, beautiful belly is carrying my child. You look so sexy waddling around in my clothes”

He groans when he gets to your lower half. Kissing that tender spot between your thighs “oh baby, don’t get me started on these gorgeous thighs. I could kiss them all day.” Emphasizing his point, he places his hands on either side of your hips, practically squishing the plush of your thighs together with his head in the middle of them. Sucking and nipping at the flesh long enough to make you desperate for him. He licks you like candy, even teases you by licking dangerously close to your silk underwear. 

He stops to stare right at your core, adoration clear on his face. Large and dole-eyed, his gape is unrelenting. It almost makes you nervous whilst you wait in anticipation for his next move. You wanted him so bad, the wetness behind your underwear proving it. “How could anyone not love this pretty pussy baby?” His voice is husky and shaky, hardly lifting his head to breathe.

You watch him through the mirror, mesmerized by the way his back muscles flex as he kisses every inch of your body: from your shoulders to your stomach to your legs and even your feet, whispering sweet praises before traveling all the way back up again.

 He lifts your shirt, careful not to brush it against the sore nipples. Yet, wrapping his hot tongue around the sensitive nubs, he sucks at them greedily. You hiss at notion, back arching in pain and pleasure. Scorching flashes of heat shoot your nerves, the overwhelming feeling making your toes curl. His breath is hot and heavy while he moans, the vibrations stimulating you even more. “You taste amazing hermosa,” he breathes.  He laps at the excess milk dribbling down, careful not to waste a single drop. He shoves into you even more, opening his up larger, vainly trying to fit all of you into his mouth, sucking so hard that it makes you dizzy. Without breaking contact, his hands make their way under your thighs, lifting you up from the bathroom counter, careful not to press against your belly. Setting you down gently on the bed, he looks down at you. His eyes lazily trace your practically naked body and his lips form a familiar smirk you love. The beating of your heart pounds in your ears, and your squirm over his watching gaze. “Sero?” “Yes beautiful?” “You’re hard” He looks at you so full of love, so awestruck, he doesn’t even bother to look down at his own bulge straining against his shorts. Instead, he gathers spit in his mouth and let’s it drizzle down right onto your chest. “Of course I am.” 

Wielding one hand, he thumbs the wet surface, spreading the saliva over your pebbled nipples. You mewled unabashedly under his touch, the area still hypersensitive and leaking milk. With the other hand, he pulls out his shaft, pumping his cock steadily. “Fuucckk,” he whines, “You’re so sexy mami.” He spits on you again, landing right in the crevice of your collar bone. Deciding the abundance amount of sweat, milk, and spit still wasn’t enough, Sero brings his face down to your oozing cunt, moves your parties aside, and slurps your cunt mercilessly. Your head is spinning with pleasure, your body flaccid from the overstimulation of your nipples. He buries his tongue deep inside you only to pull away too suddenly, gathering the slick from your pussy and drizzling on your chest again before sucking aimless bruises against your chest and neck, focusing on the globes of flesh peeking through the gaps of his fingers while he manhandles your tits. “Oh my god, it feels so good baby,” you croak out, going numb from pleasure. You’re so so close, just a bit more-

As if reading your thoughts, Sero’s tip finds your clit, and it glides gloriously back and forth. You shriek out in bliss, your hands finding grounding purchase in the covers under you. Your wetness mingles with the abundant precum stemming from his cock, the sinful noises drowned out by your moans, but even that is bested by Sero’s. Borderline screaming, he’s louder than you. The praises and grunts encompass the entire room: “Shit!” “Ohhh just like that princessa” “It feels so good corazon” “Ohhh it feels so fucking good. So fucking perfect” and finally “Fuck baby I’m going to cum. Are you close? Please tell me you’re close” Sero can barely get the words out as he reaches his orgasm grinding against your now swollen clit. Hands kneading your breast, dick “Yes! Please give it to me Sero!”

You reach your climax just before him, liquid gushing into the covers. In a few more pumps, Sero reaches his, mouth forming a silent O shape, splaying hot ropes of cum on your stomach and chest. You both take a minute to catch your breaths, heaving heavily and in sync. 

“Damn,” he pants, “You’re sexy as fuck baby.”

[serosinkyslut]

Sero NSFW Alphabet

Honestly, I’m just a tad addicted to character nsfw alphabets, and I simp for Sero so this was bound to happen. REBLOG GUYS SERO NEEDS MORE APPRECIATION

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

- Sero is a literal angel when it comes for aftercare

- He loves you so much, and tries his best to make sure you’re comfortable

- Anything you want, he’s got it

- Towels to wipe you down afterward? Check

- A gigantic water bottle the width of both of your heads put together that you didn’t even know existed? Check

- Where the hell does he get these?

- Warm oil to massage you? Check

- A somehow already hot bath running literally two minutes after you said you wanted to bathe? Check

- He secretly does it so that he has an excuse to shower with you. It saves water right?

- Like I said, an angel

B = Body Part (their fav body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

- Sero adores everything about you.

- While he is an ass>boobs kinda guy, Sero loves your thighs

- Scratch that, he worships them. He does anything just to feel them- biting, pinching, licking, grabbing, sucking

- He loves how soft and squeezable they are, how they look in those terribly enticing shorts you wear

- Don’t even get me started on thigh jobs

- When he eats you out, this man is in absolute bliss. Your thighs clenching around his head on top of those adorable whimpers? Yes

- Sero doesn’t really have a favorite body part, but it’d probably be his hair (yeah, ik that’s not really a body part so to speak but)

- He just thinks it’s fun to take care of- this is also how he knows so much about taking care of your hair too. Wash days are so much easier with Sero around to help you. Latin King, we stan

- Plus the feeling of you tugging at his roots while he gives you head is

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- Sero’s cum isn’t dark and hardly salty

- This man eats like a fitness trainer, even before becoming a pro hero

- Not super thick, just a tadddd translucent, very sticky

- He’d cum anywhere you tell him, nothing is off limits

- Ass, back, stomach, thighs, anything. He always asks for permission ofc. Such a gentle man. Really wants to see his load on you. Makes him feel like your his

- Makes sure to double check if it’s okay to let it out on your face. Could it be bad for your skin?

D= Dirty Secret (obvi)

- Before you two started dating, he once masturbated to an audio of your voice

- You had sent a voice message to tell him some crazy story about Denki and a toaster. Accidentally bumping into the counter, you let out a soft “ohhh fuck”

- While it wasn’t sexual at all, Sero couldn’t help but let his mind wander

- When you guys finished talking, he replayed it a few times just to hear that sweet, sweet moan again

- In hindsight, he feels horrible about it

- He’s not a pervert right? Is that normal? Would you break up with him if you found out?

- He also secretly keeps some of your clothing at his apartment. He just really misses you okay? The smell of you is comforting

- Jacks off to your smell when you go on business trips

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

- Sero doesn’t have much experience, maybe one or two partners before you tops

- But on everything I love, this man could be a sex specialist in his past life

- Shit, he could be one in this life

- He’s an expert at reading you and want you want, sexually and emotionally

- Every movement, groan, smile, and squelch Sero takes into consideration

- He lives to please you, and makes sure you finish before him at least once every session

- This man knows exactly what he’s doing

F = Favorite position (obvi)

- How could he ever choose??

- Your ass looks perfect doggy style, he could cum just looking at your lewd face missionary, your hips feel amazing when he grabs them as you ride him, your hard nipples bouncing in his face in cowgirl is sinful, oh but the curve of your back in reverse cowgirl, holy- the way your nails dig into his shoulders when he fucks you in the air, the heat from your body pressed flush against him while he spoons you, how his fingers practically sink into you when the two of you tried the butterfly that one day, and-

- Basically

- You. You’re Sero’s favorite sex position.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc)

- Come on guys. Jokes for dayyss

- Sero is constantly messing around with you, and teasing you in the most lovable way

- Can switch from sadistic dom to playful lover like *snaps fingers* that

- Sometimes you seriously wonder if he has a split personality

- You could care less, though, ‘cause right after he’s pleasing you ‘till you cry

- He becomes an actual CLOWN when he made you laugh while he was inside you. Cockwarming and chill had lead to one thing or another when your walls clenched so hard around his already pulsing cock that he almost came from the stimulation

- Just know, that night you were dry heaving from laughter

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

- Sero is pretty well groomed

- His hair is almost always trimmed, but thinks about growing it out occasionally when you told him it tickled your clit

- Keeps the hair to a minimum, sometimes even goes completely bald

- Mmmm his treasure trail is delicious

- Does the carpet match the drapes? Mostly yeah

- To your surprise, the hair is not jet black like the strands on his head, but has a slight blue hue to it

- Sero’s hygiene is A1 so you know this man never lets it grow too long, he even combs it. Bush 🚫

- Loves to keep himself clean and crisp, especially for his princess

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

- This goes without saying but Sero is the most intimate, most passionate, most sensual person you’d ever meet

- He’s big on praise

- Always whispering sweet nothings into your ear

- ^or screaming :)

- PRAISES YOU IN SPANISH OF COURSE

- “Oh hermosa you feel amazing” /// “Fuck yes Princesa. Keep going just like that”

- And of course the ooey gooey sappy romance that usually accompanies a blunt or two. Or three. Maybe 4

- “Tienes los ojos más bonitos del mundo” (you have the prettiest eyes in the world) ///“Estoy desesperadamente enamorado de ti” (I’m hopelessly in love with you)

- Definitely a sentimental stoner

- Don’t forget for even a moment that even though Sero is a cheesy romantic, he knows how to shake it up

- Sadist Sero uses nipple clamps and slaps your gorgeous ass raw

- Nevertheless, fucking always comes with some praise. He’s just immaculate

J = Jackoff (masturbation headcanon)

- tbh he doesn’t masturbate much

- Beating his dick is so blasé now that he has you

- Why would he need to?

- Porn doesn’t really turn him on… they’re just not you

- And the sex industry is just so unrealistic

- I mean, who moans like that? That orgasm was so fake it's painful

- Only watches porn to see if there’s something new he’d try with you

- You’re all he needs. His whole universe

- When you need to leave town for a few days, he is desperate

- Dry humps the pillow on your side of his bed while playing your favorite song and sniffing your underwear desperate

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- Alright here we go

- BDSM. His tape is a given ofc. Loves to tie you up, loves being tied up

- P r a i s e! If you tell him he’s making you feel good he is gone. Compliment him on how sexy he looks in a suit and he’s giving you dumb sloppy toppy every day for the rest of the week. Needs you to know you're appreciated

- Food play. I read a fic like this from @wonderwomanfantasy [y’all seriously go check out her kinktober list and Sero fics, they are gifts from above] and I can’t get it out of my head

- SERO HAS A SPIT KINK IDC IDCCCC He likes to spit on your face, in your mouth, in between your tits and watch it drizzle down your body, spit on that pretty little pussy of yours and taste you, swirling the muscle on your clit before dipping his tongue in. NOW THAT’S SOME GOOD FUCKING FOOD

- Speaking of which~ UGH giving you head turns him on. Knowing he’s the one that’s making you feel good makes his chest puff up so big I swear

- Hair pulling. Why he gets so fucking hard and throbbing when you pull his hair, I don’t know. But he does. Will let you pull the shit out of his scalp if you wanted

- Sliiiiigghhhttt dumbification/ degradation kink (him being the recipient). You are so sexy when you put him in his place

- Ya already know this man goes gaga for thighs. Thigh kink. Is that a thing? Well, it’s his thing

L = Location (favorite place to do the do)

- Sero likes to take his time with you so he prefers his bedroom

- He just liked the feeling of you being in his presence

- It’s more comfortable there too. We know his house is cozy af

- As stated before in aftercare, his place has all the tools to treat you right

- Really getting into hammock sex

M = Motivation (what turns them on, what gets them going)

- Sigh. You. Just you.

- You wearing his clothes

- You in those goddam shorts

- You cooking (food kink duh)

- You sleeping next to him

- ^Gets shameful boners looking at your sleeping face

- You hugging his waste

- You being uncharacteristically clumsy and tripping over your own shoe laces. So cute

- I don’t know how many ways I can say this. He’s whipped

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- Pet play. He really just doesn’t get it. Why would you want to be another animal? We’re already mammals as it is

- Slave play. You’re his goddess. He’s never treat you like anything less than that. Other role play is an exception, but no.

- Cuckolding. He absolutely refuses to share you. My clingy boy needs all your love. The thought of someone else loving you makes his skin crawl. What if you like the other guy or girl better than him? His heart would be broken into the ittiest, bittiest pieces

- Spit and squinting are on the table (it’s just “love juice”), but golden showers are nowhere near the table. Or the room. Not even in the same neighborhood

- Extreme degradation, or even moderate. Why would he say something so hurtful?? He’s okay with cumslut and whore, but saying you're a worthless piece of garbage that only wants to get her pussy wet?? He can't even imagine

- ^Wait, I’m totally using that in a different fic-

O = Oral (preference for giving or receiving, skill, etc)

- STOP PLAYING WITH ME

- You already knoowww papi prefers to give

- Naturally, your blow jobs nearly make him pass out, but the way you spasm around his tongue and fingers? Squirt your hot juice on his face? Moan and scream so loudly while pulling his hair and clenching those sexy ass things??? The way you call out his name like he’s the best man in the whole universe????

- Your smell is so intoxicating

- When he’s high, he’s eating you out for hours, no question

- His tongue. Lord he is sinful with that tongue. Kitten licks on your clit, long strips across your things, soft love bites on your pelvis.

- A sudden finger will end up in your ass so he can see your beautiful body squirm with his touch

- How you look all hot and bothered when you stare down at him is priceless

- Yes, 69 is eye crossing, but he favors you just sitting on his face so he can focus on pleasuring you, feel you gasping and trembling because of him

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

- Hmmm this is kinda tough

- Depends on his mood, depends on your mood

- The correct answer is all of the above

- Sometimes he’s pounding you so damn hard and rough the smack on his balls against your asshole leaves a bruise. You wake up with handprints on your boobs + your body littered in teeth marks, scratches, rope lines, and red gashes from the riding crop. Don’t you dare try to get up in the morning, you will immediately fail to walk

- Other times he is very much tender. Extremely slow, making you beg for more. He’ll trail his feather light fingers oh so slowly across your limbs, blowing cold air across your nipples

- What can I say? He’s a well rounded typa guy

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc)

- Whenever and whatever you want, Sero is down for it

- Sure, he’d rather fuck you in his own bed, but he’d dick you down before, and during, a family function that starts in less than an hour

- Quickies have become more frequent now that he’s a pro hero and it makes him a little sad

- But could easily make you cum in 10 minutes

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

- Very much an experimentalist

- Baby just wants to make you feel good

- 10/10 would get out of his comfort zone to try basically anything once

- If you like it, he’d probably love it

- You already know what he wouldn’t try, you guys have sat down and talked about everything both you and him don’t tolerate

- G e n t l e m a n

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

- King of stamina, but would never push your limits. Well-

- He wouldn’t without consent. Does that make sense?

- Lasts a maximum of 6 rounds

- Shortest time he’s taken to cum: 4 minutes

- You’re just so beautiful

- Yes he was high at the time, shhhh

- Don’t worry though, he will take good care of you even then

- Overstimulation is a thing for him. Even after cuming multiple times, the feeling of his sensitive cock shooting a million electric bolts down his spine is yummy

- Even after he’s dirt tired, he’ll continue with slow, lazy drags into your cunt

- Your gummy walls are begging him for some friction

- His dick is already limp af but he pretends not to notice

- Just a little bit longer

- There isn’t a time range for how long these rounds may last, mans is full of surprises

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them on a partner or themselves?)

- Bought a variety of sex toys when the two of you started getting serious

- Always comes prepared

- Mostly everything is for you

- A long purple dildo, two vibrators (in case one dies mid session), velvet handcuffs, a gag, nipple clamps, butt plug, some ropes (sometimes his tape is just too sticky), riding crop, aphrodisiac, blind folds, clit sucker, a blanket? Lube for days, hella condoms, and even 2 emergency blunts

- He has ONE item that he actually bought for himself. It’s a vibrating dick ring!

- Keeps everything in a special drawer called the “treasure box”

- Locked with a key that only you have. Bring that key to his house and it’s going down

- Little does Sero know, you always keep it with you in your purse

- Clearly, he didn’t buy so much stuff just to not use them

- Let’s you use whatever you want on him. Lately you’ve been insinuating you’d like to peg him… he can’t tell if he’s nervous or excited

- Uses the toys when feeling frisky, but especially on special occasions

- On your birthday, he makes you cry from pleasure

- Borderline torture play

- Cooes encouragement when he senses the tears coming

- “Ohh yes baby you’re doing so well” /// “Your legs are shaking love, it feels good, doesn’t it? Hm?” /// “Stick out that tongue so I can kiss you. I’ll make you feel good mi amour”

U = Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

- Pfttt

- Can I get a harder question please?

- Edges you to no end

- Teasing in public is a yes

- Pinches your ass playfully in front of anyone. 0 shame

- Flicks your tit when no one is watching, earning him an irritated scowl

- You’re hot when you're angry

- Sero is slick as silk, speaks in the most romantic/sexual ways

- Sometimes teases you without even knowing he’s doing it

- Kisses that tender spot behind your ear, draws shapes on your back, rubs your thighs like it’s the most natural thing in the world

- And it is

- “Does this feel good, mi cielito?” “Do you want more?”

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc)

- Sero is a pretty vocal guy, very secure in his masculinity

- Will moan in your ear like the little bitch he is

- He can’t help but hiss and groan loudly when you stroke his length

- Practically yells at you to cum on his face. He can’t get enough

- 60% of the time, there’s just soft, low grunts and deep growls

- Plus he’s a sweet talker, and sweet talking is typically more quiet

- He steadily increases in volume when he’s close to cuming, it’s literally impossible to control himself while his hips are stuttering balls deep in you

- At those times, strings of words are incoherent, he doesn’t know what he’s saying, babbles, a pathetic stuttering mess and has no recollection of what was said after

- A puddle of mud if you play with his nipples

W = Wild card (miscellaneous section)

- 1000000000% switch. No one can tell me that this man doesn’t love to be dominated. Tie him up and ride him, kiss him and play with his nipples. Long, hot ropes of cum are guaranteed

- Oh how the turn tables

- If you ever got pregnant, he’s totally sucking some milk outta those titties

- Call him papi :)))) he’ll ascend

- AU Sero with a tongue piercing drives me insane

- He loves to say that consent is sexy

- Love language: words of affirmation, physical touch, gifts ;;; in that order. He’s pretty much the CEO of communication

- Likes to keep it inside you after cuming, at least until he gets soft. Will pull out painfully slowly and watch is drip out of your perfect cunny

- I love a humming Sero. There’s just something about it

- Lots of PDA without being gross about it. Lots of casual kisses and always touching you

- Has a thing for bigger (*cough cough* Black) girls

- Dreams of being a father to your kid. Doesn’t really have a breeding kink tho

- Likes voyeurism more than he admits. It’s okay bb, we love you for it

- Doesn’t really like to swallow or have you swallow. He wants to see you drenched in his essence

- Bi curious

- Please please please SIT ON HIS LAP. He wants you as close as possible. Even casual touch is addicting

X = X- ray (let’s see what’s going on under them clothes)

- Slim and so so pretty

- Pink flush as the tip with a curve

- Not very girthy, but he got the shlong. 8.5 inches (min). shlongggg

- Definitely a grower, you never knew how much he was packing under those gray sweatpants

- When they say boners are a result of blood rushing to the penis- well shit they really mean it

- The veins on his cock?? You just can’t look away

- They’re so prominent, you can feel each one sliding across your walls while he thrusts inside you

- You can see his length plunging in and out of your stomach

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- Okay so his sex drive actually isn’t exceptionally high?

- He just gets turned on very easily

- Not sure how to explain it

- Just know, if you’re ready, he’s ready too

- Kiss him for a second too long and a bulge will surely appear

- Sometimes gets embarrassed by it

- Give him some encouragement, he is blushing so hard rn. It’s normal poo

Z = Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep after sex)

- Hardly ever falls asleep right after sex. If he does, he makes sure you’re sleeping before him. Will continue to take care of you when you’re too tired

- Hygiene is really important to him, and sex is usually messy

- Checks that both of you pee after

- There’ an extra sheet on the bed ready to be removed so you two can hurry and sleep if need be

- How is he always this prepared sheesh

- It’s custom that he turns on a trashy telenovela afterward

- Will sing / hum you to sleep

[thotivities]

WORD COUNT : 466

PAIRING : oikawa tōru x fem reader

NOTE : lmao, this is pretty much smut. It’s not a lot, but it’s still something so if you're uncomfortable with smut just skip this Drabble, it’s not for you. It was short, like I wanted it to be, but I feel good about it. Don’t be afraid to give feedback

WARNINGS : SMUT — dirty talk, slight choking [??] not much, mentions of orgasm denial and slight mirror sex

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Tōru doesn't do chaste kisses. He savours it, pours in his all when he does, dragging the blunt of his tongue along your lips as he keeps you pressed flush against his chest. The position in which you two is beyond lewd, sitting in his lap with your front facing the mirror while your back came in contact with his chest, neck craning back with Tōru’s hands wrapped around your exposed neck. His lips taste sweet; similar to the strawberries he ate earlier when you were sitting on the couch, devouring a bowl of fresh fuits that you bought at the market that day.

He’s bottomed out in you, has you down all the way, despite your whimpers of slight pain, which weren’t too far off from pleasure, a shit eating grin plastered on his face as he pulls away from your lips, enticing from you a needy whine.

His hand trails up your thigh, leaving behind a trail of heat that sets your body ablaze, and, fuck you’re so close to cuming right then and there. But you don’t. Tōru slides his long fingers wrapped around your neck up and holds your jaw in a gentle grasp, yanking your head forward so you’re facing the mirror.

“Look at you, all pretty with your cunt stuffed full.” His words are sinful and dirty, but they ignite in you a familiar ball of searing heat, one at the pit of your stomach that only grows with each flick of his tongue, hot against the skin of your neck. “You see that?” You choke on a moan, hips stuttering as his fingers flicker against your swollen clit.

You’re sensitive from overstimulation — Tōru was a sneaky little fuck. One that loved teasing you, wrapping your wrists up and cuffing them to the headboard. He enjoyed watching you writhing underneath him, gripping onto the sheets tight while he held your hips down against the mattress despite your whines and groans of frustration, begging for him to finally let you cum as he edged you on for the third time that night.

“Look, princess, you’re so wet that you're dripping on the bed.” His words are teasing as he swivels his hips slowly, dragging it out to watch your reaction. You could see him slipping in and out of you, cock glistening in the mirror, coated in your dripping arousal. “Want me to make you cum? Have you shaking on my cock while I pound into you? I bet you’d like that, yeah?” Fingers pressing against your clit, your head falls back against his shoulder in pleasure.

A sharp sting shoots up your stomach as he slaps your clit, teeth biting down onto the lobe of your ear as he sped up. “No beautiful. Wanna see your face when you cum.”

[serosinkyslut]

Sero NSFW Alphabet

Honestly, I’m just a tad addicted to character nsfw alphabets, and I simp for Sero so this was bound to happen. REBLOG GUYS SERO NEEDS MORE APPRECIATION

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

- Sero is a literal angel when it comes for aftercare

- He loves you so much, and tries his best to make sure you’re comfortable

- Anything you want, he’s got it

- Towels to wipe you down afterward? Check

- A gigantic water bottle the width of both of your heads put together that you didn’t even know existed? Check

- Where the hell does he get these?

- Warm oil to massage you? Check

- A somehow already hot bath running literally two minutes after you said you wanted to bathe? Check

- He secretly does it so that he has an excuse to shower with you. It saves water right?

- Like I said, an angel

B = Body Part (their fav body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

- Sero adores everything about you.

- While he is an ass>boobs kinda guy, Sero loves your thighs

- Scratch that, he worships them. He does anything just to feel them- biting, pinching, licking, grabbing, sucking

- He loves how soft and squeezable they are, how they look in those terribly enticing shorts you wear

- Don’t even get me started on thigh jobs

- When he eats you out, this man is in absolute bliss. Your thighs clenching around his head on top of those adorable whimpers? Yes

- Sero doesn’t really have a favorite body part, but it’d probably be his hair (yeah, ik that’s not really a body part so to speak but)

- He just thinks it’s fun to take care of- this is also how he knows so much about taking care of your hair too. Wash days are so much easier with Sero around to help you. Latin King, we stan

- Plus the feeling of you tugging at his roots while he gives you head is

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

- Sero’s cum isn’t dark and hardly salty

- This man eats like a fitness trainer, even before becoming a pro hero

- Not super thick, just a tadddd translucent, very sticky

- He’d cum anywhere you tell him, nothing is off limits

- Ass, back, stomach, thighs, anything. He always asks for permission ofc. Such a gentle man. Really wants to see his load on you. Makes him feel like your his

- Makes sure to double check if it’s okay to let it out on your face. Could it be bad for your skin?

D= Dirty Secret (obvi)

- Before you two started dating, he once masturbated to an audio of your voice

- You had sent a voice message to tell him some crazy story about Denki and a toaster. Accidentally bumping into the counter, you let out a soft “ohhh fuck”

- While it wasn’t sexual at all, Sero couldn’t help but let his mind wander

- When you guys finished talking, he replayed it a few times just to hear that sweet, sweet moan again

- In hindsight, he feels horrible about it

- He’s not a pervert right? Is that normal? Would you break up with him if you found out?

- He also secretly keeps some of your clothing at his apartment. He just really misses you okay? The smell of you is comforting

- Jacks off to your smell when you go on business trips

E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

- Sero doesn’t have much experience, maybe one or two partners before you tops

- But on everything I love, this man could be a sex specialist in his past life

- Shit, he could be one in this life

- He’s an expert at reading you and want you want, sexually and emotionally

- Every movement, groan, smile, and squelch Sero takes into consideration

- He lives to please you, and makes sure you finish before him at least once every session

- This man knows exactly what he’s doing

F = Favorite position (obvi)

- How could he ever choose??

- Your ass looks perfect doggy style, he could cum just looking at your lewd face missionary, your hips feel amazing when he grabs them as you ride him, your hard nipples bouncing in his face in cowgirl is sinful, oh but the curve of your back in reverse cowgirl, holy- the way your nails dig into his shoulders when he fucks you in the air, the heat from your body pressed flush against him while he spoons you, how his fingers practically sink into you when the two of you tried the butterfly that one day, and-

- Basically

- You. You’re Sero’s favorite sex position.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? Etc)

- Come on guys. Jokes for dayyss

- Sero is constantly messing around with you, and teasing you in the most lovable way

- Can switch from sadistic dom to playful lover like *snaps fingers* that

- Sometimes you seriously wonder if he has a split personality

- You could care less, though, ‘cause right after he’s pleasing you ‘till you cry

- He becomes an actual CLOWN when he made you laugh while he was inside you. Cockwarming and chill had lead to one thing or another when your walls clenched so hard around his already pulsing cock that he almost came from the stimulation

- Just know, that night you were dry heaving from laughter

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

- Sero is pretty well groomed

- His hair is almost always trimmed, but thinks about growing it out occasionally when you told him it tickled your clit

- Keeps the hair to a minimum, sometimes even goes completely bald

- Mmmm his treasure trail is delicious

- Does the carpet match the drapes? Mostly yeah

- To your surprise, the hair is not jet black like the strands on his head, but has a slight blue hue to it

- Sero’s hygiene is A1 so you know this man never lets it grow too long, he even combs it. Bush 🚫

- Loves to keep himself clean and crisp, especially for his princess

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

- This goes without saying but Sero is the most intimate, most passionate, most sensual person you’d ever meet

- He’s big on praise

- Always whispering sweet nothings into your ear

- ^or screaming :)

- PRAISES YOU IN SPANISH OF COURSE

- “Oh hermosa you feel amazing” /// “Fuck yes Princesa. Keep going just like that”

- And of course the ooey gooey sappy romance that usually accompanies a blunt or two. Or three. Maybe 4

- “Tienes los ojos más bonitos del mundo” (you have the prettiest eyes in the world) ///“Estoy desesperadamente enamorado de ti” (I’m hopelessly in love with you)

- Definitely a sentimental stoner

- Don’t forget for even a moment that even though Sero is a cheesy romantic, he knows how to shake it up

- Sadist Sero uses nipple clamps and slaps your gorgeous ass raw

- Nevertheless, fucking always comes with some praise. He’s just immaculate

J = Jackoff (masturbation headcanon)

- tbh he doesn’t masturbate much

- Beating his dick is so blasé now that he has you

- Why would he need to?

- Porn doesn’t really turn him on… they’re just not you

- And the sex industry is just so unrealistic

- I mean, who moans like that? That orgasm was so fake it's painful

- Only watches porn to see if there’s something new he’d try with you

- You’re all he needs. His whole universe

- When you need to leave town for a few days, he is desperate

- Dry humps the pillow on your side of his bed while playing your favorite song and sniffing your underwear desperate

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

- Alright here we go

- BDSM. His tape is a given ofc. Loves to tie you up, loves being tied up

- P r a i s e! If you tell him he’s making you feel good he is gone. Compliment him on how sexy he looks in a suit and he’s giving you dumb sloppy toppy every day for the rest of the week. Needs you to know you're appreciated

- Food play. I read a fic like this from @wonderwomanfantasy [y’all seriously go check out her kinktober list and Sero fics, they are gifts from above] and I can’t get it out of my head

- SERO HAS A SPIT KINK IDC IDCCCC He likes to spit on your face, in your mouth, in between your tits and watch it drizzle down your body, spit on that pretty little pussy of yours and taste you, swirling the muscle on your clit before dipping his tongue in. NOW THAT’S SOME GOOD FUCKING FOOD

- Speaking of which~ UGH giving you head turns him on. Knowing he’s the one that’s making you feel good makes his chest puff up so big I swear

- Hair pulling. Why he gets so fucking hard and throbbing when you pull his hair, I don’t know. But he does. Will let you pull the shit out of his scalp if you wanted

- Sliiiiigghhhttt dumbification/ degradation kink (him being the recipient). You are so sexy when you put him in his place

- Ya already know this man goes gaga for thighs. Thigh kink. Is that a thing? Well, it’s his thing

L = Location (favorite place to do the do)

- Sero likes to take his time with you so he prefers his bedroom

- He just liked the feeling of you being in his presence

- It’s more comfortable there too. We know his house is cozy af

- As stated before in aftercare, his place has all the tools to treat you right

- Really getting into hammock sex

M = Motivation (what turns them on, what gets them going)

- Sigh. You. Just you.

- You wearing his clothes

- You in those goddam shorts

- You cooking (food kink duh)

- You sleeping next to him

- ^Gets shameful boners looking at your sleeping face

- You hugging his waste

- You being uncharacteristically clumsy and tripping over your own shoe laces. So cute

- I don’t know how many ways I can say this. He’s whipped

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- Pet play. He really just doesn’t get it. Why would you want to be another animal? We’re already mammals as it is

- Slave play. You’re his goddess. He’s never treat you like anything less than that. Other role play is an exception, but no.

- Cuckolding. He absolutely refuses to share you. My clingy boy needs all your love. The thought of someone else loving you makes his skin crawl. What if you like the other guy or girl better than him? His heart would be broken into the ittiest, bittiest pieces

- Spit and squinting are on the table (it’s just “love juice”), but golden showers are nowhere near the table. Or the room. Not even in the same neighborhood

- Extreme degradation, or even moderate. Why would he say something so hurtful?? He’s okay with cumslut and whore, but saying you're a worthless piece of garbage that only wants to get her pussy wet?? He can't even imagine

- ^Wait, I’m totally using that in a different fic-

O = Oral (preference for giving or receiving, skill, etc)

- STOP PLAYING WITH ME

- You already knoowww papi prefers to give

- Naturally, your blow jobs nearly make him pass out, but the way you spasm around his tongue and fingers? Squirt your hot juice on his face? Moan and scream so loudly while pulling his hair and clenching those sexy ass things??? The way you call out his name like he’s the best man in the whole universe????

- Your smell is so intoxicating

- When he’s high, he’s eating you out for hours, no question

- His tongue. Lord he is sinful with that tongue. Kitten licks on your clit, long strips across your things, soft love bites on your pelvis.

- A sudden finger will end up in your ass so he can see your beautiful body squirm with his touch

- How you look all hot and bothered when you stare down at him is priceless

- Yes, 69 is eye crossing, but he favors you just sitting on his face so he can focus on pleasuring you, feel you gasping and trembling because of him

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

- Hmmm this is kinda tough

- Depends on his mood, depends on your mood

- The correct answer is all of the above

- Sometimes he’s pounding you so damn hard and rough the smack on his balls against your asshole leaves a bruise. You wake up with handprints on your boobs + your body littered in teeth marks, scratches, rope lines, and red gashes from the riding crop. Don’t you dare try to get up in the morning, you will immediately fail to walk

- Other times he is very much tender. Extremely slow, making you beg for more. He’ll trail his feather light fingers oh so slowly across your limbs, blowing cold air across your nipples

- What can I say? He’s a well rounded typa guy

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc)

- Whenever and whatever you want, Sero is down for it

- Sure, he’d rather fuck you in his own bed, but he’d dick you down before, and during, a family function that starts in less than an hour

- Quickies have become more frequent now that he’s a pro hero and it makes him a little sad

- But could easily make you cum in 10 minutes

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

- Very much an experimentalist

- Baby just wants to make you feel good

- 10/10 would get out of his comfort zone to try basically anything once

- If you like it, he’d probably love it

- You already know what he wouldn’t try, you guys have sat down and talked about everything both you and him don’t tolerate

- G e n t l e m a n

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

- King of stamina, but would never push your limits. Well-

- He wouldn’t without consent. Does that make sense?

- Lasts a maximum of 6 rounds

- Shortest time he’s taken to cum: 4 minutes

- You’re just so beautiful

- Yes he was high at the time, shhhh

- Don’t worry though, he will take good care of you even then

- Overstimulation is a thing for him. Even after cuming multiple times, the feeling of his sensitive cock shooting a million electric bolts down his spine is yummy

- Even after he’s dirt tired, he’ll continue with slow, lazy drags into your cunt

- Your gummy walls are begging him for some friction

- His dick is already limp af but he pretends not to notice

- Just a little bit longer

- There isn’t a time range for how long these rounds may last, mans is full of surprises

T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them on a partner or themselves?)

- Bought a variety of sex toys when the two of you started getting serious

- Always comes prepared

- Mostly everything is for you

- A long purple dildo, two vibrators (in case one dies mid session), velvet handcuffs, a gag, nipple clamps, butt plug, some ropes (sometimes his tape is just too sticky), riding crop, aphrodisiac, blind folds, clit sucker, a blanket? Lube for days, hella condoms, and even 2 emergency blunts

- He has ONE item that he actually bought for himself. It’s a vibrating dick ring!

- Keeps everything in a special drawer called the “treasure box”

- Locked with a key that only you have. Bring that key to his house and it’s going down

- Little does Sero know, you always keep it with you in your purse

- Clearly, he didn’t buy so much stuff just to not use them

- Let’s you use whatever you want on him. Lately you’ve been insinuating you’d like to peg him… he can’t tell if he’s nervous or excited

- Uses the toys when feeling frisky, but especially on special occasions

- On your birthday, he makes you cry from pleasure

- Borderline torture play

- Cooes encouragement when he senses the tears coming

- “Ohh yes baby you’re doing so well” /// “Your legs are shaking love, it feels good, doesn’t it? Hm?” /// “Stick out that tongue so I can kiss you. I’ll make you feel good mi amour”

U = Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

- Pfttt

- Can I get a harder question please?

- Edges you to no end

- Teasing in public is a yes

- Pinches your ass playfully in front of anyone. 0 shame

- Flicks your tit when no one is watching, earning him an irritated scowl

- You’re hot when you're angry

- Sero is slick as silk, speaks in the most romantic/sexual ways

- Sometimes teases you without even knowing he’s doing it

- Kisses that tender spot behind your ear, draws shapes on your back, rubs your thighs like it’s the most natural thing in the world

- And it is

- “Does this feel good, mi cielito?” “Do you want more?”

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc)

- Sero is a pretty vocal guy, very secure in his masculinity

- Will moan in your ear like the little bitch he is

- He can’t help but hiss and groan loudly when you stroke his length

- Practically yells at you to cum on his face. He can’t get enough

- 60% of the time, there’s just soft, low grunts and deep growls

- Plus he’s a sweet talker, and sweet talking is typically more quiet

- He steadily increases in volume when he’s close to cuming, it’s literally impossible to control himself while his hips are stuttering balls deep in you

- At those times, strings of words are incoherent, he doesn’t know what he’s saying, babbles, a pathetic stuttering mess and has no recollection of what was said after

- A puddle of mud if you play with his nipples

W = Wild card (miscellaneous section)

- 1000000000% switch. No one can tell me that this man doesn’t love to be dominated. Tie him up and ride him, kiss him and play with his nipples. Long, hot ropes of cum are guaranteed

- Oh how the turn tables

- If you ever got pregnant, he’s totally sucking some milk outta those titties

- Call him papi :)))) he’ll ascend

- AU Sero with a tongue piercing drives me insane

- He loves to say that consent is sexy

- Love language: words of affirmation, physical touch, gifts ;;; in that order. He’s pretty much the CEO of communication

- Likes to keep it inside you after cuming, at least until he gets soft. Will pull out painfully slowly and watch is drip out of your perfect cunny

- I love a humming Sero. There’s just something about it

- Lots of PDA without being gross about it. Lots of casual kisses and always touching you

- Has a thing for bigger (*cough cough* Black) girls

- Dreams of being a father to your kid. Doesn’t really have a breeding kink tho

- Likes voyeurism more than he admits. It’s okay bb, we love you for it

- Doesn’t really like to swallow or have you swallow. He wants to see you drenched in his essence

- Bi curious

- Please please please SIT ON HIS LAP. He wants you as close as possible. Even casual touch is addicting

X = X- ray (let’s see what’s going on under them clothes)

- Slim and so so pretty

- Pink flush as the tip with a curve

- Not very girthy, but he got the shlong. 8.5 inches (min). shlongggg

- Definitely a grower, you never knew how much he was packing under those gray sweatpants

- When they say boners are a result of blood rushing to the penis- well shit they really mean it

- The veins on his cock?? You just can’t look away

- They’re so prominent, you can feel each one sliding across your walls while he thrusts inside you

- You can see his length plunging in and out of your stomach

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

- Okay so his sex drive actually isn’t exceptionally high?

- He just gets turned on very easily

- Not sure how to explain it

- Just know, if you’re ready, he’s ready too

- Kiss him for a second too long and a bulge will surely appear

- Sometimes gets embarrassed by it

- Give him some encouragement, he is blushing so hard rn. It’s normal poo

Z = Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep after sex)

- Hardly ever falls asleep right after sex. If he does, he makes sure you’re sleeping before him. Will continue to take care of you when you’re too tired

- Hygiene is really important to him, and sex is usually messy

- Checks that both of you pee after

- There’ an extra sheet on the bed ready to be removed so you two can hurry and sleep if need be

- How is he always this prepared sheesh

- It’s custom that he turns on a trashy telenovela afterward

- Will sing / hum you to sleep

[serosinkyslut]

“I need you”

Sero x fem!Black reader

Warnings: mentions of drugs, smut, p r a i s e, slight bruising, some overstim w/ nipple play, panic attack, angst, choking, and squirting

Summary: You’re about to tell Sero a thing or two after getting a call from him at 3am. But his response leads to a different discussion…

Word count: about 2.7k

Author’s note: Quick question/// how did we all come to an agreement that Sero smokes?? Is this canon? Could it be canon?

Authors note pt. 2: I didn’t think the angst would be so long, so just skip to the {***}asterisks if you just wanna read the smut

The Sero you know has always been calm, cool, and collected. When you receive a phone call at 3am, you assume it’s one of his usual antics; him asking you if you’ve heard Megan’s new song, explaining why Denki is such a dumbass, or his take on the Netflix show you told him to watch. The bright light of your phone stings your eyes before you hear the ringtone. Taki Taki by Selena Gomez blasts from your nightstand- a song Sero knew annoyed the crap out of you, and hence forced you to set it as his ringtone after a bet you lost months ago. Hearing it so many times now, after all, Sero was your best friend and boyfriend, the tune wasn’t as bad. As you reach over to answer it, silencing the dumb song, you’re semi-pissed off and ready to tell Sero that whatever he has to say can definitely wait til morning. You were exhausted and had just seen Sero only a few hours ago. However, when you answer the phone, the soft but audible sniffle instantly shuts you up.

There’s a shaky breath before “y/n...I....” he pauses, trying to regain control of his broken voice. Your heart squeezes terribly as he tried to force himself to talk. What had happened? You were just laughing together not too long ago.

“Sero? What’s wrong? Are you okay??”

You hear him struggling to tell you what’s going on with him, but only a strangled cry comes out as he bursts into tears. You’ve never heard Sero this broken, this distraught. Hell, you’ve hardly ever seen him have a semi bad day. Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes. It hurts you to know that your bestfriend is in so much pain.

“I need you,” he manages to get out through gasps.

“I’m on my way right now,” you tell him in a smooth, stable voice. You’re scared that it’ll only freak him out even more if he knew how panicked you were. In a total frenzy, you throw on a big shirt and grab your car keys on the way out, not even thinking about your bonnet still on your head, your raggedy house slippers on your feet, or even the fact that you're dashing out your apartment at 3am with no pants on. You can only think about Sero, and how bad he must be feeling to call you in absolute tears. You don’t bother with a seatbelt, and hardly look out for other cars as you zoom to his apartment. A trip that should have taken 20 minutes didn’t even take 10 as you park in the spot Sero was convinced was just for you. A space directly in front of his apartment that was always vacant, and also so happened to be right next to his car. Your feet fly you to the second floor and you fumble searching for the red cheetah printed key to his apartment that he copied for you. He thought it was hilarious how tacky it was, and even customized his own key so that you guys could match. That was Sero for you- always thinking of you. Always going the extra mile to see you happy. And now that precious boy was suffering, crying alone in his apartment. “Wait...is he even in his apartment?” You slam your palm to your forehead. You didn’t even bother asking where he was before rushing over. Fuck. Sending a silent prayer, you flip out the red key and open the door.

As soon as you do, a gush of smoke exits, flooding your nostrils with the smell of weed. You can hardly see into the space, trying to make it safely to Sero’s room where you figure he must be, smoking in his little alcove by the window with the air diffuser on. Instead, you hear his sniffling from the living room, almost blocked out by the tv which, ironically, is in fact playing the Netflix show that you recommended to him last week. Dragging your eyes from the flashing tv, you focus your attention to the shaking lump of covers on the sofa. Taking deep breaths, you walk towards him.

“Sero?” you whisper quietly and he freezes. He doesn’t respond, but you know he heard you. “Sero... I’m here”. You take a few more wary steps before you place your hand on the blanket he’s hiding under and peel it always carefully, revealing the top of his head. You bend down to get a look at his face, but when you try, he only lowers his head even more. You smooth his hair down with one hand, and place the other ever so gently under his chin, trying to get him to look at you. “Look at me, Sero. Please? Tell me what’s wrong”. Sero, being one to never deny you anything you ask for, tilts his head up gingerly. His eyes are totally bloodshot, and you can’t tell if it’s from the weed, the crying, or both. But either way, it breaks you I’m so many different ways. Sero opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. You slip into the thick covers with him and press him to your chest, wrapping your arms around his head. Almost instinctively, he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face into you while gripping you tightly like his life depends on it. You keep smoothing down his hair, whispering a mix of “everything’s okay. I’m here. It’s okay. You’re safe,” while peckering kisses on his head. It takes a few minutes to calm down from his.. panic attack? Jesus, you want to know what’s wrong so you can fix it. Once he’s stable, he finally looks up at you with those big beautiful eyes and kisses your chin. Then your jaw, neck, collar bones, and finally stopping at the gap between your breasts. He sighs in to you, face between your breasts, and reluctantly releases his grip around your waist. All of a sudden, everything spills out at once. He rambles on about how 5 civilians had died right in front of him two months ago. 3 of them being children. How he could’ve saved them if he had been a better hero. How he was having nightmares about them, and about you. It could have been you that day. Would he be able to save you then? Would you resent him for being so weak? He’d been getting high almost every night to ease his anxiety, but he finally cracked when the Netflix show you gave him had a child die in the last scene of the 2nd season. That was the trigger for his first panic attack. When he called you, he was right in the middle of it, and couldn’t think of someone better to contact. And his gut was right. Just you holding him in your arms made the bad thoughts go away. You were better than the weed, better than all the numerous distractions he had to make him think about everything but the accident. He felt safe. He felt loved. He never knew that was what he needed most. Now that he was calm in your arms, he wanted to reciprocate all the love you always showered him.

*** [here’s the smut you whores]

He began pressing sloppy, wet kisses against the base of your neck, sucking so hard on the skin that you knew for a fact it would leave a bruise or two. “I love you y/n. You’re so good to me,” he breathes before licking long stripes along your collarbone. “I love you so much”. Dammit this man was high as hell. You felt some guilt bubbling in the pit of your stomach at Sero’s advances. Should you be enjoying this as much as you are right now? Your best friend just had a panic attack. Yet, the feeling was quickly replaced by a pleasurable heat as he firmly grabbed your ass with one hand and pressed his boner against your cunt, pushing almost painfully hard through your thin T-shirt. It wasn’t until that moment you remembered all you had on was this shirt and underwear.

With his other hand, he removes your bonnet and threads his hands in your curls, getting tangled easily while he lightly scraped your scalp, right at the crown. Right where you liked it. You let out a soft moan that was met with a slight throb of Sero’s cock. “You’re fucking perfect, Princesa. Your hair and skin feel so perfect. So perfect for Papi”. He bites down on your collar bone, receiving a sharp yelp in surprise and a tug at his hair. “ohhh hermosa you feel so good,” he groans, his Spanish beginning to flow as you both get even more turned on. “All I need is you, y/n,” he says. Carefully, he takes his hand out of your kinks and places one on your hip, rubbing small circles with his nails. He stops for a moment in this position. He murmurs, almost to himself, “You’re all I need, mi cielito. After all the bullshit I put you through, I don’t deserve you,” he starts to choke a bit on his words at the end, and you sense the tears coming. You love Sero, and in no way did he not deserve you. He needed to know that. Pulling his lips away from you, which are now swollen, you stare into his eyes and tell him “I love you, and only you Sero. I don’t want or need anyone else”. A quick tear escapes from his eye and it slides right into the crook of your arm. You wipe it away with the palm of your hand, keeping it pressed on his cheek. “I mean it, Sero”. A slow, lopsided smile presents itself on his face. “That was pretty cheesy y/n. I never pegged you for the sentimental type”. You mirror his smile, your heart soars at the inkling of normalcy between you two. “Oh fuck off,” you say playfully pushing his head away. “We both know that I’m a huge romantic. Besides,” dropping your voice and gently pressing your lips against his ear, “no one else could get me this wet in a few minutes. Sero giggled at you, yes giggled, and shook his head.

“Horny ass. Let me have this damn opportunity to be lovey-dovey” Sero’s fake agitation is so forced you couldn’t help but outrightly laugh. After the moment passes though, you suddenly become serious. “Are you sure about this Sero?”

“I’m always sure when it comes to you hermosa”

This time, he places a slow, deep kiss to your mouth, swiping a hot tongue along your bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. As usual, you give it to him without a second thought.

Sex with Sero is always passionate, but today felt extremely intense. You’d be lying to yourself if you said it didn’t turn you on. Plus, there was so much smoke in the apartment that you had to be getting a second hand high right now.

Sitting up and dragging you with him, covers sliding to the floor, he positions you two at the edge of the couch, your back facing a blaring tv that neither of you bother to turn off as you straddle him. One swift tug has your shirt off, revealing your pebbled nipples and a lacey red underwear you don’t even remember putting on.

A low whistle leaves Sero’s lips. “You couldn’t possibly have mistaken my phone call for a booty call, could you? ‘Cause this is sexy as fuck mami”

Wasting no more time, he wraps his mouth around one nipple, flicking the dexterous muscle back and forth. The other nipple pinched between his fingers while he pulls and squeezes harshly, the pain meshing deliciously with the pleasure. With his free hand, he wraps his lanky fingers around the back of your neck, encircling almost completely around your throat. Yanking your head back with just the right amount of force, you can’t help the loud, high pitched moan that leaves you. Your hips spasm along his thigh, leaving a visible line of slit on his pants. Sero hums against your skin, tightening his grip on you, “you like that, don’t you? Grinding your cunt on my thigh while my hands choke your pretty little neck”

You were going to respond, but his teeth bite down on your breast, the other one met by a thumb flicking across the bud quickly. Your hips buck against his leg, the pressure causing a flood of incoherent sounds. You’re a mess of moans, white pulsing at the edges of your vision, heat rocking through your entire body. And just when you think the pain starts to be too much, he presses his knee right against your clit, making you see stars. “Sero!!” Your screams and gasps are so noisy that you know the neighbors are sure of who’s making you feel this good. His mouth rips from your nipple with a pop, but instantly latches onto your lips.

He uses both of his hands to palm your ass, grinding your hips faster and harder, your clit exploding with pleasure. Eyes squeezed shut, you slam your arms down on him, clawing at his shoulders. The feeling was so fast, so intense, too good, you were being sent over the edge. Your words were incomprehensible, you could hardly even speak to tell him you were close, so so close.

“Fuck! Sero I-”

“Shit y/n you look so fucking hot,” he grunts against your lips, “Please cum, cum for papi. You’re so pretty on top of me y/n. Cum all over my pants with that pretty pussy of yours baby”. One hand smacks down across your tits, making you jump so hard you almost fall off his leg. He never stops gripping and kneading at them, rougher than ever, before twisting your nipples again. You claw at his shoulders, practically sobbing from the pleasure, screaming “yes yes yes! So good! So...!”

Another slap makes your eyes roll to the back of your head, your orgasm building in your core. He squishes your tits together, and plunges both nipples in his mouth, biting and sucking fervently. At the same time he bounces his knee, you feel the burning knot coming undone. “Papi, I’m gonna cum, I’m coming, I’m-”

You couldn’t say anymore, as a gush of hot liquid squirted all over his leg. Sero hums with your tits still in his mouth, the tiny vibrations sending bolts of electricity down your spine. You gradually came back down from your high (and not the weed high), Sero still rocking you slowly against his pant leg. When you come back to reality, your head falls forward, instantly tired and tense from that world-changing orgasm. After opening your eyes, you spot a wet circle right at the center of Sero’s legs. “Sero, did you just cum?”

He glances down, and his eyes widened when he also sees the sticky wetness seeping through. He looks back up at you, blessing you with his wide, toothy smile. “I guess I did, huh?”

Bitch is high as hell. You chuckle slightly before you hear a nearly inaudible squelch under you. Now you look between your own legs, and freeze at what you see.

Shit

“Did I… did I just?”

“Yeah,” Sero snorted, “You squirted on my thigh. I think it got on the couch too.”

Oh my god. You press your palms to your eyes immediately, totally embarrassed by what you did. Not to mention the fact that you were basically naked, while Sero was still fully clothed. How did this even happen? You’ve never squirted before. Did you have some sort of torture kink? Your tits hurt like hell right now. Turning your head away, you say “that’s so embarrassing”

“Embarrassing? Look at me” Sero takes you by the wrists and removes your hands from your face, but your eyes still look away. “Look at me baby,” he persists, squeezing your cheeks between his thumb and index with his lanky fingers, forcing your eyes on his. His blissed out eyes are still glossed over with an incredible lustful stare. “That was fucking hot, y/n. Can you do it again? Please?”

[serosinkyslut]

It’s 2 am and I have so much homework but I can’t stop writing Sero fics... issa blooming obsession. Seems like this page is just gonna be Sero praise rn. Also you guys are AMAZING I wasn’t expecting so much love. Definitely posting an NSFW Sero Alphebet really soon

[serosinkyslut]

“I need you”

Sero x fem!Black reader

Warnings: mentions of drugs, smut, p r a i s e, slight bruising, some overstim w/ nipple play, panic attack, angst, choking, and squirting

Summary: You’re about to tell Sero a thing or two after getting a call from him at 3am. But his response leads to a different discussion…

Word count: about 2.7k

Author’s note: Quick question/// how did we all come to an agreement that Sero smokes?? Is this canon? Could it be canon?

Authors note pt. 2: I didn’t think the angst would be so long, so just skip to the {***}asterisks if you just wanna read the smut

The Sero you know has always been calm, cool, and collected. When you receive a phone call at 3am, you assume it’s one of his usual antics; him asking you if you’ve heard Megan’s new song, explaining why Denki is such a dumbass, or his take on the Netflix show you told him to watch. The bright light of your phone stings your eyes before you hear the ringtone. Taki Taki by Selena Gomez blasts from your nightstand- a song Sero knew annoyed the crap out of you, and hence forced you to set it as his ringtone after a bet you lost months ago. Hearing it so many times now, after all, Sero was your best friend and boyfriend, the tune wasn’t as bad. As you reach over to answer it, silencing the dumb song, you’re semi-pissed off and ready to tell Sero that whatever he has to say can definitely wait til morning. You were exhausted and had just seen Sero only a few hours ago. However, when you answer the phone, the soft but audible sniffle instantly shuts you up.

There’s a shaky breath before “y/n...I....” he pauses, trying to regain control of his broken voice. Your heart squeezes terribly as he tried to force himself to talk. What had happened? You were just laughing together not too long ago.

“Sero? What’s wrong? Are you okay??”

You hear him struggling to tell you what’s going on with him, but only a strangled cry comes out as he bursts into tears. You’ve never heard Sero this broken, this distraught. Hell, you’ve hardly ever seen him have a semi bad day. Tears prickle at the corner of your eyes. It hurts you to know that your bestfriend is in so much pain.

“I need you,” he manages to get out through gasps.

“I’m on my way right now,” you tell him in a smooth, stable voice. You’re scared that it’ll only freak him out even more if he knew how panicked you were. In a total frenzy, you throw on a big shirt and grab your car keys on the way out, not even thinking about your bonnet still on your head, your raggedy house slippers on your feet, or even the fact that you're dashing out your apartment at 3am with no pants on. You can only think about Sero, and how bad he must be feeling to call you in absolute tears. You don’t bother with a seatbelt, and hardly look out for other cars as you zoom to his apartment. A trip that should have taken 20 minutes didn’t even take 10 as you park in the spot Sero was convinced was just for you. A space directly in front of his apartment that was always vacant, and also so happened to be right next to his car. Your feet fly you to the second floor and you fumble searching for the red cheetah printed key to his apartment that he copied for you. He thought it was hilarious how tacky it was, and even customized his own key so that you guys could match. That was Sero for you- always thinking of you. Always going the extra mile to see you happy. And now that precious boy was suffering, crying alone in his apartment. “Wait...is he even in his apartment?” You slam your palm to your forehead. You didn’t even bother asking where he was before rushing over. Fuck. Sending a silent prayer, you flip out the red key and open the door.

As soon as you do, a gush of smoke exits, flooding your nostrils with the smell of weed. You can hardly see into the space, trying to make it safely to Sero’s room where you figure he must be, smoking in his little alcove by the window with the air diffuser on. Instead, you hear his sniffling from the living room, almost blocked out by the tv which, ironically, is in fact playing the Netflix show that you recommended to him last week. Dragging your eyes from the flashing tv, you focus your attention to the shaking lump of covers on the sofa. Taking deep breaths, you walk towards him.

“Sero?” you whisper quietly and he freezes. He doesn’t respond, but you know he heard you. “Sero... I’m here”. You take a few more wary steps before you place your hand on the blanket he’s hiding under and peel it always carefully, revealing the top of his head. You bend down to get a look at his face, but when you try, he only lowers his head even more. You smooth his hair down with one hand, and place the other ever so gently under his chin, trying to get him to look at you. “Look at me, Sero. Please? Tell me what’s wrong”. Sero, being one to never deny you anything you ask for, tilts his head up gingerly. His eyes are totally bloodshot, and you can’t tell if it’s from the weed, the crying, or both. But either way, it breaks you I’m so many different ways. Sero opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. You slip into the thick covers with him and press him to your chest, wrapping your arms around his head. Almost instinctively, he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face into you while gripping you tightly like his life depends on it. You keep smoothing down his hair, whispering a mix of “everything’s okay. I’m here. It’s okay. You’re safe,” while peckering kisses on his head. It takes a few minutes to calm down from his.. panic attack? Jesus, you want to know what’s wrong so you can fix it. Once he’s stable, he finally looks up at you with those big beautiful eyes and kisses your chin. Then your jaw, neck, collar bones, and finally stopping at the gap between your breasts. He sighs in to you, face between your breasts, and reluctantly releases his grip around your waist. All of a sudden, everything spills out at once. He rambles on about how 5 civilians had died right in front of him two months ago. 3 of them being children. How he could’ve saved them if he had been a better hero. How he was having nightmares about them, and about you. It could have been you that day. Would he be able to save you then? Would you resent him for being so weak? He’d been getting high almost every night to ease his anxiety, but he finally cracked when the Netflix show you gave him had a child die in the last scene of the 2nd season. That was the trigger for his first panic attack. When he called you, he was right in the middle of it, and couldn’t think of someone better to contact. And his gut was right. Just you holding him in your arms made the bad thoughts go away. You were better than the weed, better than all the numerous distractions he had to make him think about everything but the accident. He felt safe. He felt loved. He never knew that was what he needed most. Now that he was calm in your arms, he wanted to reciprocate all the love you always showered him.

*** [here’s the smut you whores]

He began pressing sloppy, wet kisses against the base of your neck, sucking so hard on the skin that you knew for a fact it would leave a bruise or two. “I love you y/n. You’re so good to me,” he breathes before licking long stripes along your collarbone. “I love you so much”. Dammit this man was high as hell. You felt some guilt bubbling in the pit of your stomach at Sero’s advances. Should you be enjoying this as much as you are right now? Your best friend just had a panic attack. Yet, the feeling was quickly replaced by a pleasurable heat as he firmly grabbed your ass with one hand and pressed his boner against your cunt, pushing almost painfully hard through your thin T-shirt. It wasn’t until that moment you remembered all you had on was this shirt and underwear.

With his other hand, he removes your bonnet and threads his hands in your curls, getting tangled easily while he lightly scraped your scalp, right at the crown. Right where you liked it. You let out a soft moan that was met with a slight throb of Sero’s cock. “You’re fucking perfect, Princesa. Your hair and skin feel so perfect. So perfect for Papi”. He bites down on your collar bone, receiving a sharp yelp in surprise and a tug at his hair. “ohhh hermosa you feel so good,” he groans, his Spanish beginning to flow as you both get even more turned on. “All I need is you, y/n,” he says. Carefully, he takes his hand out of your kinks and places one on your hip, rubbing small circles with his nails. He stops for a moment in this position. He murmurs, almost to himself, “You’re all I need, mi cielito. After all the bullshit I put you through, I don’t deserve you,” he starts to choke a bit on his words at the end, and you sense the tears coming. You love Sero, and in no way did he not deserve you. He needed to know that. Pulling his lips away from you, which are now swollen, you stare into his eyes and tell him “I love you, and only you Sero. I don’t want or need anyone else”. A quick tear escapes from his eye and it slides right into the crook of your arm. You wipe it away with the palm of your hand, keeping it pressed on his cheek. “I mean it, Sero”. A slow, lopsided smile presents itself on his face. “That was pretty cheesy y/n. I never pegged you for the sentimental type”. You mirror his smile, your heart soars at the inkling of normalcy between you two. “Oh fuck off,” you say playfully pushing his head away. “We both know that I’m a huge romantic. Besides,” dropping your voice and gently pressing your lips against his ear, “no one else could get me this wet in a few minutes. Sero giggled at you, yes giggled, and shook his head.

“Horny ass. Let me have this damn opportunity to be lovey-dovey” Sero’s fake agitation is so forced you couldn’t help but outrightly laugh. After the moment passes though, you suddenly become serious. “Are you sure about this Sero?”

“I’m always sure when it comes to you hermosa”

This time, he places a slow, deep kiss to your mouth, swiping a hot tongue along your bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. As usual, you give it to him without a second thought.

Sex with Sero is always passionate, but today felt extremely intense. You’d be lying to yourself if you said it didn’t turn you on. Plus, there was so much smoke in the apartment that you had to be getting a second hand high right now.

Sitting up and dragging you with him, covers sliding to the floor, he positions you two at the edge of the couch, your back facing a blaring tv that neither of you bother to turn off as you straddle him. One swift tug has your shirt off, revealing your pebbled nipples and a lacey red underwear you don’t even remember putting on.

A low whistle leaves Sero’s lips. “You couldn’t possibly have mistaken my phone call for a booty call, could you? ‘Cause this is sexy as fuck mami”

Wasting no more time, he wraps his mouth around one nipple, flicking the dexterous muscle back and forth. The other nipple pinched between his fingers while he pulls and squeezes harshly, the pain meshing deliciously with the pleasure. With his free hand, he wraps his lanky fingers around the back of your neck, encircling almost completely around your throat. Yanking your head back with just the right amount of force, you can’t help the loud, high pitched moan that leaves you. Your hips spasm along his thigh, leaving a visible line of slit on his pants. Sero hums against your skin, tightening his grip on you, “you like that, don’t you? Grinding your cunt on my thigh while my hands choke your pretty little neck”

You were going to respond, but his teeth bite down on your breast, the other one met by a thumb flicking across the bud quickly. Your hips buck against his leg, the pressure causing a flood of incoherent sounds. You’re a mess of moans, white pulsing at the edges of your vision, heat rocking through your entire body. And just when you think the pain starts to be too much, he presses his knee right against your clit, making you see stars. “Sero!!” Your screams and gasps are so noisy that you know the neighbors are sure of who’s making you feel this good. His mouth rips from your nipple with a pop, but instantly latches onto your lips.

He uses both of his hands to palm your ass, grinding your hips faster and harder, your clit exploding with pleasure. Eyes squeezed shut, you slam your arms down on him, clawing at his shoulders. The feeling was so fast, so intense, too good, you were being sent over the edge. Your words were incomprehensible, you could hardly even speak to tell him you were close, so so close.

“Fuck! Sero I-”

“Shit y/n you look so fucking hot,” he grunts against your lips, “Please cum, cum for papi. You’re so pretty on top of me y/n. Cum all over my pants with that pretty pussy of yours baby”. One hand smacks down across your tits, making you jump so hard you almost fall off his leg. He never stops gripping and kneading at them, rougher than ever, before twisting your nipples again. You claw at his shoulders, practically sobbing from the pleasure, screaming “yes yes yes! So good! So...!”

Another slap makes your eyes roll to the back of your head, your orgasm building in your core. He squishes your tits together, and plunges both nipples in his mouth, biting and sucking fervently. At the same time he bounces his knee, you feel the burning knot coming undone. “Papi, I’m gonna cum, I’m coming, I’m-”

You couldn’t say anymore, as a gush of hot liquid squirted all over his leg. Sero hums with your tits still in his mouth, the tiny vibrations sending bolts of electricity down your spine. You gradually came back down from your high (and not the weed high), Sero still rocking you slowly against his pant leg. When you come back to reality, your head falls forward, instantly tired and tense from that world-changing orgasm. After opening your eyes, you spot a wet circle right at the center of Sero’s legs. “Sero, did you just cum?”

He glances down, and his eyes widened when he also sees the sticky wetness seeping through. He looks back up at you, blessing you with his wide, toothy smile. “I guess I did, huh?”

Bitch is high as hell. You chuckle slightly before you hear a nearly inaudible squelch under you. Now you look between your own legs, and freeze at what you see.

Shit

“Did I… did I just?”

“Yeah,” Sero snorted, “You squirted on my thigh. I think it got on the couch too.”

Oh my god. You press your palms to your eyes immediately, totally embarrassed by what you did. Not to mention the fact that you were basically naked, while Sero was still fully clothed. How did this even happen? You’ve never squirted before. Did you have some sort of torture kink? Your tits hurt like hell right now. Turning your head away, you say “that’s so embarrassing”

“Embarrassing? Look at me” Sero takes you by the wrists and removes your hands from your face, but your eyes still look away. “Look at me baby,” he persists, squeezing your cheeks between his thumb and index with his lanky fingers, forcing your eyes on his. His blissed out eyes are still glossed over with an incredible lustful stare. “That was fucking hot, y/n. Can you do it again? Please?”