People say if you don’t like your job, then it’s not for you. That’s what your friends always told you when you would shyly mention your strict office job. The one that would have you coming in at odd hours and never allowing visitors of any kind. It was best that they saw you leave the house every day in a pencil skirt and tights. Because it wouldn’t raise any questions. After all, not many people can handle a lifestyle like this.
Your job is a simple one yet pays well. Really well. It has you rubbing elbows with the highest-ranked Pro-Heroes in all of Japan. And all you have to do is a few things: When a hero hosts a party, show up. When a hero flirts with you, you flirt back. And when the host tells you to bend over? Well, let’s just say you’ve gotten in the habit of stretching before every event. It saves time that way.
But to put it in layman’s terms, you’re a hired whore.
Behind the closed doors and thick walls that hide Japan’s best of the best and their parties, there’s you in an itsy, bitsy dress with your legs spread. A tradition that started long ago with some heroes who were pent up with keeping up the good boy, good girl act. So they got a bunch of other heroes together, hired a girl, and took turns sharing her throughout the night. Since then, there have been whispers. Civilians who seem to be getting a little too close to more than one Pro Hero are suspects in a job that only exists in rumors. News Reporters try their best to sneak in with the party staff only to be thrown out every time before they can catch a whiff of something interesting.
But all the attendees are sworn to secrecy. Multiple layers of trust have to be earned in order to get so close. In the end, it’s all to protect themselves. To protect each other. And most of all, to protect you.
You’re a delicacy after all. The latest and the greatest in the long line of Pro-Hero Whores. You’re the entertainment. And the entertainment shouldn’t ever worry about anything besides being entertaining. And even then, you don’t have to worry about a single thing.
Just wait for the lights to dim low and for the host to make their announcement. That’s when you feel hands grab at your body- tearing through your clothes like they’re nothing and holding your legs apart. And to top it all off- a blindfold for some sense of remaining anonymous. Or perhaps it was to keep you from being biased. Though that’s always going to be hard. Some people just fuck better, don’t they?
Right now, there’s a head between your legs. Their hair brushes against your open legs as they loudly suck and slurp at precious cunny. They eat you out like a madman, using nothing but their mouth as their tongue flicks itself against your clit before licking down the expanse of your opening. Then they stick their tongue out, pressing it between your lower lips and pressing it into your hole. Over and over again.
You hear people coo at you as you whine softly, trying to turn your head and shift your hips in vain. But something has you rooted in place- and it’s not just whoever is holding your legs up and apart right now. No, your real captor is whoever thick, hard cock is buried in your ass- stretched out your hole as you sit there and whither against their lap.
You know them. Or, at least you know of them. You don’t have to take off your blindfold to know who exactly was chosen for this particular position.
It’s an initiation party. They went all out for tonight’s venue. The penthouse suite is in a popular hotel- the tallest building in the city. Large balconies and pools and bars and a dance floor- it’s likely going to be one of the biggest parties this season. Not that it’s a surprise to you.
It’s a night of celebration, of course, but it’s also a night where a few new heroes who were believed to be “worthy” of such parties are introduced to you. And despite being one of the newer heroes, Hawk’s high rank and status as a bachelor make him the perfect fit to be tonight's host. And you’d be lying if you said he wasn’t one of your favorites.
Before the party even started, he came into your dressing room. Said nothing and just laid out a pretty little evening dress for you to wear. It just barely covered your butt, giving a tease of your panty-less bottoms for the rest of the party-goers to see. It also gave a more than generous view of your chest with its deep, sloping neckline. But the material was white and thin. You were in love with the little number he picked out for you, of course, but in your head, it wasn’t all that practical. That is until he pinned you up against the wall and gave you a little insight into what he was thinking.
“Easy to stain, easy to tear,” Hawks had murmured right by your ear. His hands found your hips, running his fingers against the dress as if to prove his point. You could feel the heat of his hands through his material. And when you looked up at his half-lidded eyes with your wide ones as he smoothly ushered you onto your knees and put a hand on his belt. “So don’t get attached.”
That was just a little over two hours ago. Guests piled in quickly when they heard that you were going to be in attendance. Not many people are so keen on being fashionably late when the risk is having the doors close on a night with you.
Now presently, the body behind you is none other than Kamui Woods. You fit in his lap perfectly- held snugly against his sculpted chest, and he whispers quiet words apologies into your ear. His dick is bigger than you thought it would be. For a guy with such a small build, he sure did have an easy time with making you squirm. It works a lot like every other dick you’ve taken- the only difference being that he never softens.
You can’t even imagine just how much he’s stretching you out now with every second that passes with you on his lap.
The body between your legs is a different story. It’s Mount Lady- you can just tell by the confidence of all her actions. She’s a rookie, sure, but she’s the complete opposite of Kamui Wood’s shy, unsureness. Even with her hands held behind her back (one of the “punishments” of the initiation process), she’s still able to work wonders on your sensitive body.
“How is she? You know she always tries to be me. Is she any good?” A feminine voice asks right beside your ear, hair tickling your skin. You gasp at the sudden intrusion, before quickly recognizing the voice as one of your favorite clients.
“M-Midnight…” Your stutter out just in time for her to run her tongue up the shell of your ear and bite at it. She chuckles at you, and you can’t help but turn your head in the direction of her voice. She was one of the people who always took control of what was going to happen to you. With her being practically the face of being sex-positive in the Hero force, she took on the unofficial role of making sure you received the same amount of pleasure you always gave out. Not to mention, those lips of hers were always magic- no matter where she puts them. “Umm...uh-”
“She likes me better, don’t you, princess?” Mount Lady answers for you, only briefly taking her lips off of you. Your hips shift at her absence, whining needily. The party-goers all around respond to your reaction with cheers, drinking in all the little faces you make. You feel Mount Lady place her lips on your thigh, pressing a few light kisses on your skin. It’s not the satisfaction that you were looking for. Thankfully, someone picks up on that almost instantly.
“Shut up and do your job, newbie.” The order is barked by Miruko- someone who never failed to try to get you messed up before the night even begins. You here Mount Lady let out a cry- a sound of struggle because her face is shoved back in your pussy. You yelp as Mount Lady’s lips immediately wrap around your clit, picking up as if she never left. Her head moves around in rough circles, and you just know the bunny hero has the woman by the hair, showing her how to do it right. Though Miruko’s roughness was enough to jostle you in Kamui Wood’s lap, shifting his dick inside of you in a way that has you moaning like the whore you are. “You don’t stop until she cums.”
“M-Miruko…” You whimper out, earning a triumph chuckle from the woman as people shuffle all around you, hoping for a better view. But the second you open your mouth to complain further, a thumb shoves its way in there, halting on your tongue.
You take the silent command to suck on the thumb, and you take it greedily. Your tongue swirls around it, sucking long and hard even as it presses further down your throat. The man whose thumb it belongs to groans, and you’re instantly breathless. You know that voice. You know it by heart.
“Careful, you’ll break her.” Fat Gum murmurs almost lovingly as he moves to place his thumb gently on your bottom lip. Your tongue darts out, delivering kitten licks to it, practically melting at his and the rest of the onlookers' praise of your obedience. “You know how sensitive she can be when she’s this pent up.”
It’s ironic that he’s the one to warn against treating you too harshly when your first time with him was while he was in his bigger form. He had you sobbing in seconds- the little pink nightgown you were dressed in rising up with the belly bulge the BMI hero never failed to give you. You remember your hands reaching out- looking to grab at something just to ground you. Reminds you that you weren’t going to break. Though you remember distinctly not receiving comforting hands of the heroes who were having their turn with you. In fact, your hands may or may not have been wrapped around Eraserhead and Present Mic’s cocks instead.
“Funny you say that-” This voice is much deeper than the others around you as their fingers trace across your neck. It’s the lightest touch imaginable, but the texture of his gloves causes you to shiver in delight. Ectoplasm. You’re able to place it from hearing a few interviews that you’ve tuned in on, as well as memories of all the dirty, dirty, dirty words he would whisper to you as while one of his clones was hitting it from behind and another had its arm wrapped around your neck. “As a man of your particular stature.”
“Ladies, gentlemen.” You hear the booming voice of All Might- a hero who rarely even showed up to these events. Many thought that he thought of himself as too good to take part in such vulgar activities. Your first time with him told you that he wasn’t too proud, but rather too shy to ever do something such as have you in front of strangers. That, and he’s a little too big for you- in both forms. He placed a hand on your stomach, as if reminiscing fondly about all the times he was inside there himself- stirring up your insides and fucking you so stupid that you couldn’t do anything but sit there, take it and drool. “I’m sure we can all agree that her well-being comes before pleasure.”
You hear a gruff grunt in agreement to your side- a sound you would normally overlook. That was, until a large hand- big and warm wrapped itself around your ankle. Your body relaxed instantly under the soothing heat of this man’s touch, but you instantly found yourself growing warm as a delicate kiss was placed on your ankle. Endeavor. He had only started partaking years after being away with his wife. He was a surprisingly soft man, but maybe that was because it was about you. You always seemed to change people. Well, your body always seems to change people.
People start to reach out more and brush at your skin, hoping their constant attention would give you some sort of pleasure with the goal of making your building orgasm come sooner. And they were right of course; you love being watched. But you loved the way Uwabami would blow in your ear too. Or how Snipe’s hands would always linger close to your pussy but never close enough to touch. Or Sir Nighteye’s love for sucking on your tits. Or even Fourth Kind’s words of utmost praise as he strokes your hair.
You love it all.
And when Hawks comes to check on you, you can practically feel the lazy smile in his voice as he reaches out and pinches a nipple between his fingers. Your mouth falls open into a whine, about to call him cruel before someone- Ingenium swallows your words with a deep kiss. And when that breaks off, Manual is quick to start sucking on your tongue before Hawks is even able to get his question out.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” The winged hero asked as he released one of your nipples from his grip to give the other the same treatment. Though you figured he must also have a blindfold on if he couldn’t see the way the party has you in a dripping, soaking mess. Besides, people say if you don’t like your job, then it's not for you.
But if this wasn’t the job for you…
... then how the hell did you get so good at what you do?
a piece for @underratedcharactercorner ‘s first collab, congrats on it bb and thank you for letting me be a part of this<3 also a big thank you to @boosyboo9206 for helping me out<3
you moved into a new town, being unaware of the fact you’d have many first times there, all starting because of a simple meeting in a tea shop.
A/N: It’s my first time writing gender neutral reader smut so I would appreciate any feedback if possible :)
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WARNINGS: minors/ageless blogs dni - gn!reader - tea shop au - soft sex - virginity loss - praise - protected sex - swearing - fluff overall, it’s just cute and soft - 2,2k words
You happily hummed a song as you walked down the streets, seeing a cute little tea shop and decided to check it out. You had just moved to a new city and were exploring the town on your own since you knew no one here and a tea shop seemed like a good start.
You opened the door slowly, walking into the shop only to be met with someone bumping into you and feeling a wet and hot substance all over your chest seconds later. “Fuck-” You cursed out, looking at the person who bumped into you, only to be met with an apologetic look.
It was your first interaction with people in this town besides the moving company and it almost was like a cliche scene right out of a movie, making you want to laugh at the thought.
“I’m so so sorry- I was kinda in a rush and I know that isn’t an excuse, are you okay?” The male asked softly and you nodded a bit, taking a good look at him. He was quite handsome, you thought to yourself.
“It’s just hot- I’m lucky it’s not as hot as boiled water.” You answered him and grabbed the tissues he held out, the man being glad his tea already cooled down a bit. “Let me get you a drink at least-” He suggested and you shook your head no. “It’s fine you said you were in a rush-” You smiled at him, pausing when you remembered you didn’t even know his name.
“Masaki- Masaki Mizushima.” He laughed as the two of you made your way to order at the checkout even though you told him you didn’t need a drink. “So what can I order for you?” He asked with a warm smile and you crossed your arms a bit, slowly giving in and telling him your favorite drink.
“I could’ve paid myself-” You finally spoke. “Well it’s me who spilled the drink, right?” Masaki smiled as he paid for your drink, asking for your name and smiling once he heard it. “Such a lovely name-” He mumbled and a slight blush crept on your face.
“Well thank you-” You told him as the two off you waited on your drink. “No need to thank me but-” He started and you looked at him. “I really would love to stay but I can’t since I got work-” Masaki continued. “Well you don’t have to stay here with me?” You told him.
“But I want too so how about we exchange numbers and you allow me to take you out on a date to properly make it up to you?” Masaki suggested and you thought for a bit, shrugging and giving him your phone.
“Only because you’re cute-” You mumbled bluntly, making the man turn red as he typed his number onto your phone and handed it back to you. “I would say the same about you-” Masaki spoke and bowed respectfully as a thank you gesture.
“I’ll see you around, I really gotta go now-” He smiled, waving you bye as he made his way out of the teashop and your order number got called right at that time.
You smiled a bit at yourself and picked up your drink, thinking about the events that went down the past minutes. Your shirt might’ve been ruined and you might be sticky because of the tea but still you feel like you had fun, being able to have a cliche moment like this, making yourself laugh at the thought.
You smiled as you sat down at an empty table in the teashop, fixing your shirt a bit and wondering if you might have overdressed a bit. Then again, you didn’t really mind if you overdressed a little.
Masaki and you had been texting over the past few weeks, getting to know each other so you would be lying if you said that you weren’t excited for today. It was your first date in years and with a gentleman like him at that.
“Hey, did I make you wait for too long?” A gentle voice spoke, getting you out of your thoughts as you looked up, a slight smile creeping on your face. “Oh no you didn’t, I just got here.” You answered and he flashed you a smile back, sitting across from you.
“Well it’s nice to see you again.” Masaki started and you nodded in agreement. “Yeah it’s nice to see you face to face instead of texting since that time.” You agreed and he laughed a bit, scratching the back of his neck.
“I’m still sorry for that time-“ He spoke and you shook it off, laughing with him and reassuring him that it was fine. “Well if you say so-“ He smiled, a slightly awkward silence falling right after.
It would be a lie to say that the two of you weren't nervous, it was the second time you saw each other in real life so how could you not?
“Well what would you like to drink? It’s on me.” Masaki broke the silence. “I can pay too you know-“ You insisted, only for him to shake his head no.
“Let me make it up for last time, alright? You can pay on future dates.” He smiled, hinting to future dates as a slight blush crept on your face.
The both of you ordered your drinks and enjoyed each other's company. Getting to know each other even more and the awkwardness breaking quickly.
You had more things in common than you thought, the awkwardness was only there because you both were excited for today and didn’t know how the other would feel about it, that’s what made the two of you nervous and created the few awkward minutes, you were glad it only lasted for a bit.
It was easy to say that this first date was a success and indeed was the first before many others in the future which the two of you would have never guessed at that time.
“Could we have the usual please-” You smiled as you ordered your and your boyfriend’s drinks, smiling a bit at the cashier’s. The two of you had been regulars here since you first got together years ago, all from a silly interaction you once had.
“Yeah of course- There you go-” They smiled and handed you a plate with your order and you frowned seeing the extra’s. “Aw come on- We’ve been through this-” You laughed a bit and they shook their head.
“It’s on the house alright?” They told you and you nodded a bit, turning around with the plate in your hands happily. “Hey love did you hear that? We’re getting extr- M-Masaki?” You mumbled, freezing in spot as you saw your lover on one knee.
He smiled up at you and without even realizing, a waiter grabbed the plate from you so you could have your moment. “You know love- I could tell you a whole story about how much I love you but you already know and I’ll tell the world over and over again-” Masaki started as tears build up in your eyes.
“But I’ll admit all the eyes on me right now are quite embarrassing-” He laughed a bit, making you laugh through your tears as his smile grew bigger. “It’s kinda ironic how we met- In this exact tea shop as well-” Masaki continued and you nodded, wiping some tears away.
“I’ve made so many good memories with you and they all started here here- I wanna keep making those with you so- Would you marry me and make me the happiest man alive?” He asked, a hint of hope in your voice as you nodded and mumbled yes over and over, only for the people in the shop to cheer you on.
Masaki smiled and happily slipped the ring on, getting up again and wiping your tears away, pecking your lips gently as you looked him in the eyes. “I love you-” You whispered quietly while he held your face gently.
“I love you too- So much.” Masaki mumbled and before he could say anything, you pressed your lips against his, the male kissing back with a smile.
Who would’ve thought a cliche first meeting would end up with the two of you being engaged?
“M-Masaki-” You breathed out as your lover slowly pushed in, squeezing your hand gently as he rubbed small circles on the back of it. “You okay love?” He asked in a soft tone, slight worry covering his face.
“I-I’m fine, just start moving please.” You told him with a weak smile when he bottomed out inside of you, groaning a bit. Masaki was big, a little too big for your virgin self but you would get used to it, you knew you would, especially because Misaki always made sure you felt okay.
Misaki smiled down at you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead, holding both your hands for comfort meanwhile. He knew you were a virgin but he never expected you to be so tight around him, it wasn’t his first time yet he sure felt like he was going to lose it soon.
“You sure?” Misaki asked and you nodded a bit, giving him a reassuring smile. He nodded a bit and started moving slowly, a small whine leaving your mouth as you squeezed his hand.
It surely was an unfamiliar feeling but you didn’t mind it that much, it weirdly felt nice. “Are you okay?” Misaki asked in a soft tone and you nodded a bit, humming a bit as answer, slowly starting to get used to his length.
“You’re taking me so well love-” He praised you, placing soft kisses on your body, his length massaging your insides as you moaned softly. Misaki looked at you, the sound going straight to his cock.
You had a slight blush on your face and closed your eyes a bit, the weird feeling turning into pleasure with each thrust, letting out moans and being slightly embarrassed. “Sounds so pretty-” He murmured, hitting that spot buried deep inside of you as you whined, squeezing his hand a bit and bucking your hips up, wanting to feel it again.
“I know love, I know.” He whispered, doing it again and wanting the same reaction from you. It felt unfamiliar to you but you couldn’t help yourself from wanting more and to moan out his name and that’s exactly what you did.
“M-More, please-” You begged, looking at your lover. A slight blush crept on your face as you saw his face lost in pleasure, his hair slightly hanging and him biting his lip. He looked so hot on top of you, you almost couldn’t believe he was all yours.
Misaki listened and picked up his pace, watching his cock disappear inside of you as he let out a breathy moan, squeezing your hand and his thrust becoming the slightest bit rougher. “F-Fuck- You feel so good around me.” He groaned out and you whined a bit.
“So f-full-” You whimpered, being cut off by a moan as he hit that spot inside of you again. Misaki loved your reactions, continuing his movements and nibbling at your skin, you felt good and that was all that mattered.
You breathed heavily, the sensation of his thrusts and his kisses becoming a little too much as you felt your skin heating up, feeling something unfamiliar in your stomach and whining a bit. “M-Misaki-” You cried out, clenching around his length, only for him to choke on his own moans.
“You gonna cum for me love?” Misaki asked and you nodded a bit, squeezing his hand as he started rubbing your clit with his thumb, making you moan loudly and hold onto the sheets with your free hand while you felt this weird feeling building up.
“You’re doing so well love-” He praised you again, grunting a bit when he felt you clenched around his length. You were a moaning mess as you closed your eyes, letting pleasure take over fully.
“F-Fuck-” You breathed out as you released all over his length, being a whimpering mess and being in a haze, lost in pleasure. Masaki groaned and continued his thrusts, riding out your high and catching his own release.
It didn’t take him much until he came undone, releasing into the condom and breathing heavily as he looked down at you with a smile. “You did so well for me-” He whispered, pecking your lips softly, pulling out slowly.
You gasped a bit, clenching around nothing and breathing heavily as you watched your lover, being an out of breath mess too. “T-Thank you.” You told him with a warm smile, only for him to peck your lips softly.
Misaki smiled a bit and laid down next to you, slowly pulling you closer to him and letting you rest on his chest. He stroked your back a bit and showered you in kisses, telling you sweet nothings and soft praises.
He was giving you as long as you needed to calm down, ready to help you clean up and take a nice bath whenever.
The two of you would’ve never guessed that going to a teashop on a certain day would lead you to this but you surely weren’t complaining.
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Hi, I just stumbled onto your blog and I wanna say that your writing is real nice, and I hope your day is going well. 😊 If you're still open for request, could I ask for some general dating headcanons for Masaki Mizushima (Manual)? There's not really much of anything for him and I think he deserves some love too.
Thank you sm!! I hope your day is going good too :) I haven’t seen a lot of him so i’m sorry if he’s ooc but i tried my best lol
the! sweetest! boy!
his wiki said he likes houseplants so you BET your house/apartment has so many plants and he treats them like his children
bath time is so nice hehehe
the cuddles??? immaculate
asks if you want to adopt like 20 cats and its up to you to tell him that having 20 is not a good idea
brings you to hero events (if you want to go) and shows you off to everyone
HES YOUR PERSONAL HYPE MAN CHANGE MY MIND YOU CANT
after work he comes home and drags you to the couch to watch tv with him and snuggle
pls do your skincare routine with him he loves every second of it
if you wear his merch (does he have merch??) he might actually die lol rip
he deadass asked if you could adopt tenya and got sad when you said no
in the summer he sprays you with his quirk even if you dont ask him to and no he will not stop doing it
