#mha todoroki

[crushmeeren]

⋆ ࣪ ౿ shouto todoroki and his endearing method of trying not to cum before you during sex. ⋆ ࣪ ౿

⟢ fem! reader and chatter about sex. ‹𝟹

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Shouto bites his fingers when he’s holding off on cumming.

He has the upper hand when he’s got you on your back, knees to your ears, or when you’re face down ass up. Generally, he controls the pace. Allows himself the chance to slow down when he’s too close, pulls out to let his cock twitch eagerly between his legs a few times and get ahold of his orgasm.

The same can’t be said when you ride him.

His cock is so big in this position. Your palms stay braced on his muscled chest while he lounges against the pillows. Lifting your hips slowly, sitting down even slower, appreciating being stuffed full of Shouto.

There’s no change in speed. Just one smooth, steady rhythm. Fucking Shouto while he stares up at you with flushed cheeks and heavy lidded eyes, so very in love.

“Baby,” Shouto moans, drawing his legs up and planting his feet on the bed. He sighs, gently pushing his hips to meet you halfway each time. “I love this. Love when you ride me.”

You smile, lashes fluttering as his cock presses against your g-spot. “Yeah? Me too. You’re such a sweetheart, Sho.”

A soft, whiny moan falls from his mouth, goosebumps erupting along his chest and arms. One hand squeezes your waist and suddenly Shouto’s middle two fingers are slipping between his lips, teeth digging into his knuckles.

Your pussy squeezes tight at the sight and his eyes roll, the next moan muffled as steam curls out the sides of his mouth.

Sweet heat builds in your belly, pulling you closer and closer to the intense high you’re on the edge of. Shouto’s dick throbs. You circle your clit twice before there’s a rush of heat that stills you above his lap, Shouto thrusting upwards to fuck you through the pleasure.

Shouto uses both hands to lift you with urgency until he slips free, dick wetly slapping his belly, cumming in glossy threads up to his collarbone with a broken moan.

You collapse on your back beside him, melting in the afterglow.

“Haven’t seen you bite your fingers like that in awhile,” you tease, tilting your head to lock eyes.

“Yeah. Half the time it doesn’t work.”

“Why did it this time?”

“You weren’t going to give me a break, and I really wanted to feel you cum first.”

[jqsjournal]

❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ shoto is frustrated because he cant breed you. (not proofread)

edit: i got a taglist! get on it if u like!

The air was thick with the smell of sex, your mingled scents fillings the room as Shoto relentlessly plowed into you. You just started birth control, since you and shoto like it raw. You didn’t mind going on birth control. But.. shoto did.

Yeah, filling you up with less worry is great! But.. he wants to breed you. He wants to see you full and glowing with a swollen belly.

“Mmph.. pretty..” he mumbles at your flushed face, holding your thigh high as he slapped his pelvis into your pussy, his cock rubbing all your most delicious insides. “M-Moore… Sho… oohh goood..” you beg, tits jiggling with each harsh thrust. You look into his eyes and see the furrow of his brow.

“Sh..sho..?” He huffs out, leaning down to take your firm nipple between his lips. Your back arched into him as he sucks on your perfect tit, exhaling loudly and laying your thigh in his shoulder. His tongue circled the nub and it made him drool. He looved your body. Loved your tits.

After he breaks from your nipple with a wet pop! he looks up at your eyes. “Wanna breed you.. wanna.. haa.. full you with cum till.. theres no choice but for your uterus to take it…” he mumbles.

Your jaw falls slack, staring at his blown out mismatch eyes. “Why birth control… i.. i wanna nngh fuck— i wanna make you a mother.. the best mother..” He licks up your sternum, and licks over the decorative purple marks he left you a while ago, before starting on a new one.

You honestly never knew he wanted a child with you so bad. Maybe it was just a heat of the moment thing but— oh it made you feel insane. “Y-You want wanna f-fill me sho?” He nods quickly, his pace quickens.

“We… could be better parents.. good ones.. aah.. tight— your tiight.” You hold his neck and kiss his lips harsh, your tongue running against his lips and circling his own wet muscle.

Shotos hand travels down, finding your clit and pinching it, making you jump arch with a loud moan. “Ohh shit!! Sho.. i.. i want your.. haannghh.. b-babies!! Please..” Your words in such a lewd tone made his cock leak profusely, coating every inch before even reaching climax, though he was getting there.

He pressed on your clit with his thumb, eliciting a twitch if your hips. “Want to.. see you glowing.. breasts full.. nnn..” his head drops down, either out of shame of his fantasy, or from the overwhelming feeling he was experiencing. He felt really good. Your moans and whines didn’t help.

As he quickly shifts his angle, you realize just how close you’re getting. “Sh-Sho..! I-I’m gon— aahhh!” His hands lifted your hips up even higher, making his weeping cock go in as deeep as it could. He was kissing your cervis in the most eye rolling way, sobs escaping your throat.

“Pleasepleaseplease.. take take take.. i want.. i want you to take it..” as his fingers circles your clit more, all it took was one more pinch for you to completely fall apart. Your pussy squeezed him like a vice, spasming and drenching him in your juices and cum. It didn’t take him long to follow suit.

With just a few thrusts, he buried himself to the hilt and groaned into your collarbone. Shotos seed never seemed to end, the cum filled you to the brim, and tried to drip out despite the angle. As he panted into your skin, he stayed glues to you, wanting it to take even though he know’s the likelihood.

“I..I don’t want you to.. take birth control..” he mumbled into your chest, it made you giggle. “Well… haa.. sho if i stop.. i wont stop getting pregnant!” He turns his head, kissing your jaw.

“I’d like that..”

a/n: i should stop writing fics at night .. but i wrote this one quick. lowk self indulgent but its cus im on day 23 of my period!? (i spoke to my doctor dw…) and i just want shoto to breed me..

[sp1ritb0x]

This was gonna be for christmas but I finished it early, Todoroki in the snow c:

[apple-----pie]

What if Dabi took Shoto with him?

!!!!THIS IS NOT ZUKO!!!! THANKS FOR YOUR ATTENTION 😇😇😇

[sketchyvero]

Bro I got competition shiiiiii

[thatssosolar]

otp

tags: mdni smut, missionary, sex while otp, slight degrading

dabi/touya todoroki x fem!reader

a/n: this is short n not the best but i needed to post something 💔 im alive swear

“Yeah, damn idiot has no idea what’s coming to him.” Dabi said into the phone, his eyes completely focused on you.

You’re on your back, sprawled out before the stapled man on a futon. Your legs are spread as far as you can get them, one of your ankles on his shoulder and his hand squeezing your thigh.

Fwop, fwop, fwop.

Each movement made the futon creak, the back post smacking against the wall with each thrust. The hand he held over your mouth did practically nothing when it came to silencing your sounds.

“One sec Shig,” Dabi said, taking his hand off your mouth to press the mute button on his phone.

“What part of be quiet don’t you understand?” he scoffed, his hand coming down to repeatedly tap your cheek. Not once had he stopped fucking you.

“Pretty mouth can’t shut up. Your head empty or what?”

You shook your head no, but god you were too far gone to really care about what he was saying right now. He kept a fast snap of his hips into you, his extensive length and girth making sure to fill every empty crevice you didn’t know you had.

“If you say so, doll. Be quiet for the rest of the call, yeah? Make a sound I’ll stop.” he reaffirmed.

You nodded frantically, biting your lips and covering your mouth for good measure. He unmuted himself but didn’t pick his phone back up, hiking both legs over his shoulder as he began to damn near jackhammer into you.

He bit back his groans and grunts well as he continued conversation, never daring to break eye contact with you.

As soon as you heard the line cut, your hand flew away from your mouth, letting your moans fill the room.

Stupid phone call.

[soryoru]

Tia Tamera

you get into a fight and the mha boys find out

Katsuki Bakugou

Izuku Midoriya

Shoto Todoroki

dividers by @/strangergraphics

a/n: see i was gonna write rrtb ch2 over the weekend but my body hurt too bad to barley move

[just-blythe]

Pervert Shoto Todoroki Headcanons! MDNI! Had to post these here because they got taken down on TikTok :((

Shoto memorizes your entire schedule with clinical accuracy. When you wake up, which route you take to class how long your showers last, even the exact tilt of your head when you’re tired. At night he replays mental images of you in his head like a private theater while slowly stroking his cock with his left hand, edging himself until he can’t think of anything but burying himself inside you.

He keeps a digital journal (not just photos) detailing every observation: the way your scent changes when you're aroused after training, how your voice pitches when you're stressed, the exact shade your skin flushes. He reads it back while fucking his fist.

Shoto doesn't just steal your panties, he catalogs them. He knows which ones you wore on which day, the exact phase of your cycle based on scent and subtle stains. He presses them to his face and neck, letting the fabric absorb his own scent so you unknowingly carry traces of him when you wear them again.

In public, Shoto is almost unnervingly blank toward you, but he engineers situations with surgical precision, He’ll freeze the floer just enongh under only your feet during training so you stumble into a private corner with him. There, he pins you gently but inescapably, one warm hand sliding under your shirt while his cool breath ghosts your throat. “Stay still, I’m helping you stabilize." No loud grinding or laughing, just silent, intense eye contact while he lets you feel his thick, heavy cock twitch against you through layers of fabric.

He times his patrols and solo training to coincide with yours. Sometimes he follows you at a distance, using his ice to mirror you and to watch you from afar without being seen, getting hard at the sight of you alone and unaware.

Shoto's possessiveness is colder and more absolute than raw physical marking. He wants to brand you with his quirks permanently, faint frostbite-like patterns or heat scars in hidden places that only he can soothe. If someone else gets too close, the temperature in the entire room plummets, and he later corners you, using both sides of his quirk to overstimulate you until you’re sobbing his name and swearing you're only his.

He hates the idea of angone else seeing even an inch of your skin. He's fantasized about freezing the locks on changing rooms or creating ice walls to trap you with him if anyone eise tries to enter. He’s incredibly dramatic about it, but would never try to embarrass you.

He fucks you with perfect coutrol one side of his cock warmed to near burning, while the other stays icy, suitching mid thrust so your walls flutter and clamp around the shocking contrast. He'll hold you down with his big hands on your wrists, while his warm mouth devours your tits, alternating hot wet sucks and cold licks until your nipples are swollen and hypersensitive.

Extreme oral worship. He eats you out for hours in total silence except for the wet sounds and his occasional low, broken murmurs. One warm tongue fucking deep inside you while cool fingers circle your clit, or vice versa. He studies every twitch of your hips and adjusts like he's optimizing a technique, refusing to stop until you've cum so many times you’re limp and crying. He gets really turned on by this, and cums in his pants while grinding on you, or the mattress.

He is a master of sensory deprivation and overload. He'll blindfold you with a thin layer of fabric, then use temperature shifts across your entire body while barely moving his hips just enough to keep you stretched and aching, He wants you disoriented, dependent only on his touch.

During late-night study sessions he insists on, he'll have you between his legs under the desk “for warmth.” His cock rests against your cheek or lips while he calmly reads aloud from textbooks, occasionally feeding you the tip when you're being "good".

He records everything, not just moans, but your heartbeat, the way your breathing changes, the exact wet sounds when he fingers you, he listens on repeat during solo missions, stroking himself in his hotel room while imagining ruining you again.

hes NASTTTTTTTYYYYY!! more on my tiktok just..teema!