#denki ff

[eli7591]

I would like to formally request more Denki Kaminari x reader. Please and thank you.

:)

Pro hero denki or like university au?

[writteninkat]

heyy! i'd like to request a kinda shy (fem) reader having sex w denki/bakugo for the first time? hsdavjhas thanks

Uncoil | Denki x Reader

warnings: virgin!reader

a/n: thank you for the request !!! sorry this took so long 😅

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Your boyfriend's twenty-first birthday included a large house party courtesy of Sero and Eijiro, a night of drinking and many, many gifts from all kinds of his friends.

You wanted your birthday gift to be special—something only you can give him. At the stroke of midnight, everyone greeted your favorite blond a loud happy birthday and as soon as he was finished side-hugging and thanking his friends, you took a deep breath in and began tugging at his wrist.

"I have a gift for you." You whisper, "It's upstairs in your room. Come on." You begin pulling him up the stairs of his parents' massive house, leading him to his bedroom.

As you close his door behind you, Denki throws himself on his bed, groaning tiredly. The butterflies in your stomach are making their way up to your chest, tickling your heart.

"So! What's the gift?" Denki sits up quickly, flashing you a bright and excited smile. You dig your teeth onto your lower lip before your shaky fingers reach up to the button of your silk shirt, slowly unbuttoning it from the top.

As your fingers slide down, you take slow and easy steps towards your boyfriend of eight months. The moment you saw him, you heard wedding bells and everything and everyone else around him were blurred as if your eyes were expensive camera lenses.

You stand in front of him, in between his opened legs. You've unbuttoned half of your shirt now and Denki's expression went from excited to confusion to shock.

Did he not want this? Did he not want to have sex with a virgin? Did he prefer more experienced girls? It's not like you can practice without cheating on him. And you'd never even think of cheating on him. The mere thought has your heart shattering to pieces.

"Baby what are you—"

"Denki," You breathe out, "Take me."

The blond springs up, taking a few steps away from you. Your heart sinks and negative emotions fill your chest in a second. Your eyes begin to water but before he can let a tear fall, Denki is right in front of you, his large hands cupping both your cheeks to make you look up at him.

"No, no, no, no, no—don't cry, baby. Please, please don't cry." He begs as if his life depends on it. "Don't het me wrong, I'm over the moon that you'll let me make love to you tonight. But..."

"But?" You cringe at how weak and broken your voice sounds.

"This is an important decision, baby. It is your important decision and I don't want you losing your virginity because you think I'd want it for a birthday gift." He shakes his head, "And don't get me wrong again. I'll take any gift you give me. Anything at all. As long as it's from you, I'll cherish it and hold it close to my heart."

You look up with glassy eyes, into his bright yellow orbs, never once fading despite the anxiety they held. "But I want you to be sure of this baby. I want you to think of yourself. I want to know that you want this and are not pressured by anything." His tone matches exactly how you feel; anxious.

The thought of Denki wanting you to think solely of yourself and not him—it has your chest warming all over. Every negative feeling you once had has now either vanished or have turned into warm fuzzy little rhings.

Slowly, you nod your head. "Yes. Yes, I want this. I want to make love to you, and I want you to take me."

Denki slowly nods his head, leaning in, pressing his lips against yours. You've kissed him many, many times. But this one—it feels rather different. More demanding, more needy, more passionate. You couldn't break from it no matter how much you want to, and you don't.

Your boyfriend slowly pushes you back, all the while his tongue dances with yours. Your feet are caught by the bed and your body falls on the soft mattress. Your lungs feel like they're on fire and you didn't even notice theneed for air until the sudden break.

Denki looks at you with such adoring eyes, so much love in them that you feel the need to cover up in embarrassment. The blond leans over and takes your wrists, kissing them both before putting them on either side of your head.

His light touch is tickling as he slowly unbuttons your shirt, revealing your bra and your stomach. He begins trailing kisses up your exposed skin, lingering longer around your chest and collar bones.

Your cheeks heat up; this is something new to you. Something so raw that it has your embarrassment wrapping around you.

"Don't be shy, baby. I'll take care of you." Denki whispers in your ear before planting a kiss right below it. You suck in a breath, your heart pitter patter on your chest as he trails his kisses downwards.

Denki pulls your shirt off carefully, marveling at your skin before tossing it to the side and then pulling you to sit you up. His lips are on yours once more and you feel his fingertips ghosting over the skin of your back.

Your hair stands at the electric feeling and with one move, your boyfriend's hand unclips your bra, allowing it to fall off. He takes one careful hand, cupping your breast, massaging it, squeezing it, playing with your bud until your thighs are squeezing together.

Denki breaks the kiss, pushing you back on the bed and taking your other tit in his mouth. His tongue flicks and circles around your hardened bud, causing an unexpected sound to slip from your lips.

You moaned.

Your eyes widen and your hand flies to your mouth, clasping it shut. That was embarrassing. You felt awkward and flustered but the flush on Denki's ears gives you an idea that it was anything but a mistake on your part.

His hand circles around your wrist and slowly takes your hand off of your mouth. "Don't cover up. Don't keep the music in. I love how the way you sound."

You feel your head nodding on its own.

His hands slowly begin to run down your stomach, undoing the button and zipper of your pants all while his tongue busies itself with your tit. He hooks his thumbs on the waistline of your pants before pulling them down, showing off your black panties.

You mentally roll your eyes at yourself. If you planned to gift him this, you could have worn something better. Something... sexier.

"Beautiful. So fucking beautiful." Denki whispers before trailing kisses down your stomach. Your breathing grows uneven at the anticipation, your nerves electric as you wait for his next move.

You look down at him, his eyes already on yours. "May I?" He asks, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your panties.

A small nod.

Ever so slowly, he pulls your panties down, finally exposing your womanhood. The sound of the light fabric hitting the wooden floors has you instinctively covering up, eyes moving to the side.

Denki immediately steps away, hands up in the air in a form of surrender. "What–what's wrong? Did you change your mind? Am I going too fast?"

The sound of his stammering and the worry in his tone has you chuckling lightly. "No, no it's not that. It's just..." You return your eyes on him, "You still have your clothes on."

Denki looks down at his accused clothing. "I feel kinda awkward that I'm the only one naked..." You reason.

In a flash, Denki is taking his clothes off of him. Your eyes marvel at the sight of his fit body. Not too many muscles, but enough to show that he works out. A lot.

He slowly begins to crawl over to you, lips on yours. You feel his hand slowly begin to trail down your stomach again, only to stop in hesitation.

"Please..." You say through the kiss, "Please don't make me wait any longer."

That's all it took for his hand to resume it's way to your cunt, fingers pressing lightly against your sex before slowly entering your hole.

You gasp into the kiss, arms flying around his neck. You've certainly touched yourself before, but you've never once pushed a finger inside your cunt. Denki's finger works inside you, pulling and pushing itself in and out until your hole felt wet, slimy, even.

"I'll add in the second finger." He whispers, waiting for your nod before doing so.

The second felt a little tighter, more pressure inside you but you didn't want to stop. "More... More, please—"

"Shhhh, baby. I don't want to hurt you. We'll do this for as long as you need, until you're ready and I'm sure I won't hurt you." He shushes into your ear and your heart swells in your chest once more.

His movements were all so slow, so careful, so full of love. When he added the third finger, you felt yourself cringe at the electrifying pain. At first you thought he used his quirk on you, but doubt filled your head. Denki would never do that without your permission or even without a forewarning.

Soon enough, the pain is overcome by pleasure and need. You wanted something more. You felt unsatisfied with just his fingers. You needed...

"Denki." You gasp, "I'm ready, please, please..."

Denki takes his fingers out of you. Despite the darkness, you can make out the slick covering his digits and the way he takes it to his mouth, sucking on them until the were clean has your core throbbing.

Your boyfriend leans to the side, pulling his drawer open and rummaging through a few items before finally pulling a pack of square foils.

He rips one open with his teeth, sliding the rubber on his hard cock. You didn't even notice he was hard, and he didn't even mention it.

He aligns his member against your hole and his eyes looks into yours. "Tell me to stop if it hurts too much." You nod at his words and in a second, you felt him slowly enter you.

It felt worlds better than his fingers. You felt more full. Your walls hug around him tightly and the expecting pain didnt come at all.

I thought people's first times hurt?

"Fuck you're tight." Denki hisses, hands clenched into fists as he breathes heavily.

Simply being inside you suddenly didn't feel enough. You needed movement.

"Denki, you can move." You whisper.

The blond's hips staggered for a moment, the action so uneven and shaky that at first you thought he was teasing you. Then his thrusts become more smooth, polished.

The head of his cock brushes against something inside you, it made your back arch. You gasp and the want to uncoil the pressure inside you multiplies by a thousand.

Your hands run down his back, fingertips digging on his skin as moans begin to spil uncontrollably from your lips. "More, more!" You gasp, toes curling the second Denki abides by your words.

Was the release supposed to come so quickly? People from the porn videos you've watched held on much longer. Is it because they've had more experience?

"Oh fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!" Denki cries onto your shoulders, his hips recreating the same stuttering movement from a while ago.

"Close! So close!" You whine, feeling your boyfriend's teeth bite down onto your shoulder.

"Cum with me, baby. Come on, come on, fuck!" Denki groans onto your neck.

"C-Cumming! I'm cumming!" You cry out, feeling your walls tighten. Denki thrusts himself inside you once more with more strength.

Your core releases itself and your body grows light and limp. Warmth spreads inside you and you feel your cunt throb.

The two of you breathe heavily together, Denki pressing a kiss on your forehead before returning them on your lips.

"I love you so much." He breathes out.

"I love you more."