A/N: My wife proposed the idea of calling a man Daddy while you peg him and it made me feral because of the power trip so here it is with Pro Hero Kirishima.
(I'm finishing up the Kiri virginity loss fic too- I am forever working on too many things at once pls don't yell.)
Pairing: Kirishima x Reader (both 18+)
Warnings: Pegging, Dom Reader, Sub Kiri, Anal (male receiving), Oral (male receiving), Overstimulation (male receiving), Cum Swallowing, Daddy Kiri (with a twist)
Summary: I'm a slut for big sub baby Red Riot so I wrote about him getting railed pls enjoy!
Word Count: 949
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Kiri's broad wrists tug at the pretty red binds hiding his hands above his head, the delicate skin turning pink from all the rubbing.
"Please- move- please baby girl- it h-hurts." Kiri sobs under you.
My God the sight of him. All tensed up, sparkling with sweat, pupils blown and heart racing. It's absolutely addicting. Having all seven feet of big strong Red Riot trembling beneath you. The power trip is cathartic.
You slowly inch your hips forward, sending your thick strap only slightly further into his tight hole. A pathetic little whimper leaves his puffy lips, and the smallest dribble of drool falls to his chin.
You run your nails down his chest, making sure to catch his nipples so you can feel him jump. Leaning forward, you kiss up his strained neck. You can feel his heart racing through his broad ribcage when you pull your hips back to where they started.
"You can take the teasing sugar, I know you can." You whisper.
Kiri just shutters and babbles pleas beneath you.
You eye the drool on his chin before darting your tongue out to gather it.
"Please- I can't- please f- fuck me. Princess, Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." His voice is so high and whiney, so broken and desperate. How could you resist?
Without any warning or further sweet talk, you send your hips flying into him. He throws that handsome head back and moans like a whore when you fill him up.
"Fuck! Yeah baby fuck me, I'm your bitch, treat me like it- fucking hell right there, right there."
The way he crumbles for you, twitching and compliant. He deserves all the praise in the world. You settle back on your knees and grab his thick hips so you can angle yourself up slightly. You keep one hand braced on his hip while the other snakes around his damp body to lazily stroke his massive cock. Poor thing, his head is all swollen and red, he's so desperate for any release you're willing to give. Maybe you will.
You snap your hips against his over and over, listening to his moans like they're your favorite song. He twitches beneath you and sobs out thank you's when you stroke him just right. He's so worked up he's dripping precum all over your hand. All of those beautiful sounds fill the air, skin hitting skin, your hand working against his slick length, heavy breathing and broken voices. He's so fucking incredible, such a good little fuck toy.
"You're bein' so good for me, bein' such a sweet boy." You coo as you tighten your grip around his aching length, and the whole of him twitches in your hand.
"Thank you- holy fuck, thank you, thank you, thank you." He always repeats himself when he's close, it's so fucking cute.
Then you see it, those beautiful little tears pouring out of his bright, scarlet eyes. Your beautiful boy, big, brave, manly Red Riot. On his back like a slut for you, crying and shaking while you fuck his brains out. The sight makes you throb, your slick dripping down your thighs as you drink in the masterpiece beneath you.
"Oh Big Daddy, you look so pretty when you cry." You praise him with his favorite name, and that fucking does it for him. His strong back arches and he starts to gasp and blubber about how good your cock feels.
You deal the death blow by moving your hand to focus on his engorged head, squeezing just a little bit more. He shouts and fights the rope on his wrists, his ripped thighs tremble around your hips as he kicks his feet out while his body spasms around you. His cock pulses in your hand, thick ropes of cum spilling out onto his carved abdomen.
"Shit! Baby- oh my God- fuck- please don't stop- please, please, please." He begs while he thrashes, and it's mesmerizing, all you want is more.
You roll your hips up, hitting the spot that makes him see stars, whispering praises the whole time.
You're not even close to finished with him, and he's already a disaster covered in drool and cum. Pretty thing too, seeing him all wiped out because of you fucking his tight ass.
You pull out of him quickly, causing him to yelp, swiftly, you dart down and take his still hard cock into your mouth to suck him in the sloppiest way. You open up wide and relax your throat so you can take him all the way back. And my God how he shatters for you. He's just a shipwreck of overstimulation and high pitched cries that are bound to shred his vocal cords.
He kicks against the bed and cries out above you, spitting out nonsense praises as you swallow and moan around him. You bob your head and glance up at him, batting your lashes and gagging a little. All of it has your cunt clenching around nothing, you'll get there eventually though. Kiri always fucks you so well when you use him like this first.
Then he just sobs, he sobs and bucks up into you as he cums again. His entire body flails and shivers as you dig your hands into the meat of his thighs, trying to subdue his wild body so you can help him ride out his second orgasm. He won't hold still, and he's squirting So. Much. Cum. Down your throat, but you swallow all of it thankfully. You're always so greedy for his seed, savoring the spunky taste as he overfills your mouth.
It all bubbles out around your lips to slide down his overworked cock, joining the mess he created just moments ago. Kiri lays beneath you, useless and sputtering as you sit up and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand while you swallow the rest of his release.
You lean up and reach for the ropes on his wrists, undoing your work quickly. You gently kiss the reddened skin and thank him for being so well behaved. He just nods dumbly and stares up at you helplessly, desperate for direction.
Taking his face in your hands, you kiss his pouty lips with everything you have. Wiping tears with your thumbs while you do.
I like top Dan because it’s something that I rarely see but when I do it’s written so beautifully!!! I think I just like seeing Phil being taken care rather than always being the one who cares for others constantly it just makes me happy for him when he gets to be the pillow princess haha
that makes a lot of sense! everyone should get a turn being railed within an inch of their life lmao xxx
