Warnings! Lemon, smut, incest, voyeurism, Todorokies are the reader's brothers
Personal note: there is this possesive breeding thing going on in all Todorokies and you can't convince me otherwise...
"And where do you think you're going?"
Touya's thick voice drawled out, somehow managing to sound as nonchalant and uncaring as it was intense and demanding.
You didn't need to turn and take a look to know his cold sharp eyes were burning holes into you, you could practically feel them rake down your form, taking in your choice of clothing, and definitely not appreciating it when you put your hand on the doorknob.
"Out. Is there a problem,Touya?"
You usually wouldn't have even bothered replying but your dear dad had specifically put you under your big brother's care, because you were grounded at the moment, and Touya was no snitch. Most of the time. You just didn't want to get on his bad side just in case.
"Depends."
As quick and as graceful as a cat he rose from his place next to Natsou on the couch and hopped off over the back of it, showing off the special training he was put through frequently, before strolling over to you. In a rush you turned the knob and pulled the door open lightly.
"I'm kinda in a hurry so, if there is a catch to letting me off the hook I'll hear it when I come back."
His palm landed on the door with a soft thud, pushing it back closed and resting his hand over it as he loomed over you making sure you knew just how close he was. Your eyes frantically darted to Natsou who was still sitting on the couch, eyeing the two of you curiously.
"I don't think so, lil' sis."
The truth was, you and Touya had something going on between the two of you. And it was obviously a secret, cause if dad found out, you were both oh so royally screwed. So naturally your other big brother Natsou also didn't know about your little secret with Touya.
The fact that he was acting up like this right in front of Natsou had your heart anxiously hammering in your throat. It was terrifying. And it was kind of thrilling at the same time.
Touya caught the scared glance you shot back at Natsou and his lips split open in a wide evil smirk. Leaning in he buried his nose in your hair and inhaled your scent noisily, making you shiver as you stared at the door with wide eyes wondering what the hell he was doing.
"Mmm. You smell great."
His other hand moved up, the tips of his fingers brushing over your exposed leg before dragging his nails along your jean shorts.
"All dolled up too."
"Touya, fuck off..."
You hissed trying to make him snap out of it, had he lost his damned mind?! Natsou was right there! Just silently watching the events unfold.
What you didn't know, was Natsou knew exactly what was going on. You might've thought otherwise but Touya was not at all subtle about putting his claim on you. He was always touching you in some way when the 5 of you siblings were together, an arm around your shoulders, a hand on your leg, making you lean onto him, even going so far as to force you in his lap a few times, jokingly insisting on being your 'favourite big brother', because he knew, if he didn't do that, Natsou would definitely make a move on you himself.
The only one Touya was actually careful not to slip up in front of, was Enji himself. He probably feared his fiery wrath was he to ever find out, his own son was disgracing his precious daughter like that.
"Are you meeting up with a boy?"
Touya leaned in, his breath fanning the shell of your ear not lowering his voice at all, making goosebumps rise on your arms and the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. There was this odd edge to his voice this time. Familiar odd possesive edge. Oh he was seething inside and despite trying to mask it with indifference you knew him well enough. He hated the idea. He hated the possibility of you moving on from him to some random guy, laying his disgusting hands on you. You belonged to him and him alone. And of course you had the urge to push his buttons.
"What if I am?"
You didn't have time to do anything except take in a sharp gasp to compensate the air leaving your lungs as he pressed you harshly into the door with his full weight, chest flush against your back, growling aggressively in your ear.
"Then yes, there is a fucking problem."
"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Get off me!"
You tried to use your arms to push him back and away but he was bigger and stronger than you, his hands moved up grabbing your wrists and pulling them up pinning them on either side of your face, causing you to slam back into the door with an annoyed groan, a chuckle leaving his lips at your failed attempt. It was nothing more than unfair play fighting so far.
"Pathetic. Princess doesn't have to train hard with daddy, huh? Or does he train you for something else?"
The thought of you having the same kind of affection you had for him for his father as well had a permanent bitter trace in his thoughts and momentarily reminded of it had him be harsher than he intended, the sound of his palm connecting with your ass landing a loud harsh spank to emphasize his point, had even Natsou jump lightly in his place, sucking his lower lip in and nipping on it nervously, not knowing whether he should interfere or pretend he was not there at all. All he knew was Touya would never hurt you.
"Shut up,Touya! You are disgusting!"
Your now one free hand instinctively pressed against the stinging on your butt to soothe the pain a little, as you turned your head back to glare at him.
"You love me the way I am, sweetheart."
He leaned in, humming gently into your ear, lips dragging softly against your skin leaving hot open mouthed kisses on your neck. The bastard knew exactly how to make you melt every time, and this time was no different, you leaned back into him and his warm touch with a quiet soft sigh, submissively succumbing to his arms that wrapped around your smaller form, tightening his claiming hold, pulling you even closer into him while nuzzling your neck affectionately. His hips moved, humping your ass slowly and sensually.
"You're grounded, baby sis, you aren't going anywhere."
"But!-"
"Do you want big brother to punish you?"
His teeth scraped over your neck threateningly and you couldn't help the mewl that left your lips, shocking both you and Natsou in the background.
"Yes!"
"...fuck..."
Natsou was the one that let out the breathy curse at the weirdly alluring dominance Touya had over you, feeling embarassed for the way his cock twitched in excitement while watching his brother fondle his little sister like that. You were not weak by any means, you could take him down at least half the time when you two were fighting and you gave Touya some shitty attitude most of the time too, but this?
He wasn't the only one quite excited by your little performance though. Touya was very smugly pleased by it, his hand moved up and grabbed one of your breasts through your clothes roughly.
"Oh? Is that what this is all about?"
He pushed his hips forward harder, grinding the now prominent bulge of his cock against your ass as you bit your lower lip in shameful anticipation.
"You haven't dolled up for a random boy. You dolled up for your big brother Touya."
"No that's not- mph!"
His hand clamped your mouth shut, pulling your head back over his shoulder, making your back arch and you pressing your ass more into his crotch, while he bit you on the shoulder, muffling your squeak effectively.
"Or listen to this, and I like this even more you needy little bitch. There actually IS a random boy. You just use that poor fuck to rile me up, cause I fuck you so good when you get me mad, you just can't get enough of it. Hm. Right?"
"Okay Touya, stop it."
Natsou stood up from the couch making his way over to the two of you, having heard enough. He was hard and it was visible and as embarassed as he was about you seeing that, but if you weren't into this, he was not going to let it continue any longer.
"Oh but Natsou you need to hear this. Tell him."
Touya pulled you away from the door and turned you around so now you were eye to eye with Natsou making the both of you flush red.
"It's enough Touya, let her g-..."
"He is right..."
Natsou stood there watching you with wide eyes, mouth hanging open in shock as Touya laughed behind you at the awkward sexual tension he had created. Or was about to create.
"He is now in on our little secret. He looks sad. What do you tell him lil' sis?"
"I'm not-.. it's n-none of my business!.. I j-just..."
Touya raised his hand silencing Natsou's stuttering defense and urging you on.
"I'm...I'm sorry b-big brother Natsou..."
"...holy fucking shit..."
"I know, bro, I know."
You had never seen Natsou turning so red even in his most embarassing moments, and it was an amusing contrast to his white hair, only if you were not too distracted by Touya grinding himself on your ass, tugging your loose shirt down your shoulders to expose and fondle your bra covered breast with his long strong fingers, in full display for Natsou's wide eyes, dilated pupils in piqued interest.
"I see you are a little excited over there too, Natsou."
He stepped forward, startling you and Natsou as he pushed you forward towards him, grabbing and steadying you only a second before you crashed into Natsou's chest. Natsou already had his arms raised ready to catch you, but Touya swatted them away.
"Nuh uh, no touching. She is mine. I'm her favourite big brother, remember? But eh just this once, maybe you can come watch if you want."
Warnings! Smut, lemon, sounds a little noncon but really is not, choking, hair pulling, rough sex.
Daddy Dearest
You were, to put it mildly, kinda a stuck up prude to the crowd. And you believed yourself to be as such as well for the lack of any actual interaction that would prove otherwise. But you were about to find out just how wrong you were.
You've been dating Izuku for a long while now, and he seemed like a polite gentle soul. He treated you right and he was extra concerned with your wants and needs. Especially on the aspect of getting intimate it had always been your word that was law. He wanted to of course. Oh he really wanted to be intimate with you, but you were kinda scared. The concept of intimacy scared you slightly. And being scared and anxious of it, you always pushed him off a little too early for anything to actually happen. Even if after a while, things started getting steamy and you did do the deed with him, it was only vanilla stuff. And of course you didn't enjoy anything in this ordeal you created yourself either. There was always something missing.
So when you were met with this text on your way to his after a long busy week of being away from each other, already giddy cause you missed him a lot, to your surprise, you couldn't suppress the hoard of butterflies that went off in your stomach.
'I miss you so much, I'm gonna fuck you all night and I'm not going to listen to a word you say'
'Oh yeah :J?'
Was your very adventurous and naughty reply but you had already arrived before he could think of a reply.
Everything was the same when you got there though, tight hug, soft kisses. A romantic dinner, one movie and finally some gentle cuddles on the bed.
You couldn't help but wonder if he had forgotten about his very promising text, cause there was no way you could forget, with the thrill it brought you. He was acting like his usual self, soft and gentle, you even tried to rile him up a bit by palming his erection letting him undress the both of you, kiss down your body and rub his cock over your wet pussy gently. It was as naughty as you would usually get.
"Let's do it."
He whispered in your ear as he kissed your neck gently and you in your slight disappointment of the forgetfulness and the same old tone of him asking for permission decided to do what you usually did. Leave him to deal with his hard on himself.
"No, Izuku, I'm tired."
Your fingers ran through his hair once before you started to turn away from him as you untangled your legs from his waist. That's when you were stopped by a much rougher darker tone.
"No?"
You turned your face back towards him, raising an eyebrow at him, intrigued, but he didn't need to know that.
"I said no."
His hand moved, his fingers tangling in your hair, yanking it back. The pain and the force of his grip had you crane your neck back and arch your back with a sharp gasp.
"W-what are yo-"
"No?"
He growled right into your ear, your chest pressed to his feeling the sound vibrating in his chest and you whimpered submissively under the suddenly overwhelming dominance radiating off of him.
"You said you missed me so much, now you say no when daddy wants to show how much he missed his little slut?"
You were shocked by the way all those dirty words rolled off of his tongue and even more so by the way your ears just absorbed all of them, shuddering under his gaze. It was the first time he even remotely mentioned anything resembling he would like to be called anything other than Izuku. Let alone Daddy.
"N-no not now!"
The tip of his cock pushing against your entrance had you snap out of your daze and you tried closing your legs in reflex. This time he gripped the back of your neck and your whole body went slack like a kitten picked up by the scruff, and you mewled loudly when he just rammed himself in halfway despite your initial protest.
"Still a no?"
You pursed your lips looking up at him defiantly. It was not really a no from the beginning anyway, you missed and wanted him. You were just a little disappointed. And now you were not. Not at all. You were dripping around his length in excitement.
"What about now? No?"
His fingers moved again and this time wrapped around your neck squeezing enough to silence your loud wail into a wheeze as he slammed himself the rest of the way in, not giving you any time to adjust before pulling back and pushing himself back in over and over till you had no choice but to relax and stop squeezing his dick so hard as the corners of your vision started to get blury. That was when he let go of your throat and you gasped out for air, moaning as you hugged him around the neck. He slowed down, leisurely thrusting into you.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"...no..."
He chuckled and strated kissing your neck to make you relax more.
"Who's your daddy?"
You froze, staring at the ceiling from over his shoulder wide eyed. When you took to long to reply he pulled back to look you in the eyes. And did a particularly hard thrust that had you yelping.
"I said who is your daddy?"
There was the growl again and you but your lower lip, eyes shutting tight as he sped up the deep thrusts when he didn't hear a reply from you, punishing force and speed slamming into the opening of your cervix.
"You!"
"What?"
"You're my daddy..."
You squeaked out meekly nails digging into his back making him hiss out as he sped up even more.
"Louder."
"You are my-Ah!"
"Louder!"
"You're my daddy!"
His teeth sunk in the side of your neck and you screamed, cunt wrapping tightly around him as you squeezed him when a mind shattering orgasm shook your whole body.
He was not done though. He fucked you rough and fast through the orgasm, your pussy to sensitive as you restlessly began to squirm under him.
"What is it? Can't take daddy anymore?"
That's when it hit you. He liked dirty talk, so dirty talk was what you were going to give him.
"Show me who is my daddy! I want daddy to cum all over his dirty little bitch!"
"Shit!"
You moaned and he lost it, hips snapping roughly against the back of your thighs a few more times before he pulled himself out, jerking himself all over your belly, his hips bucking into air as he came.
When he was done, his eyes met yours glazed over satisfied ones and he smiled leaning over you to stroke your hair.
His jaw clenched remembering how he had watched you chat up Kacchan from the other side of the dinner table, arms stiff on the table, firmly gripping his glass of water. Your scent has been on his nerves all evening and the fact that he didn't even get a private moment with you to set things straight was eating away at him even more.
You calling him to let him know about the little gathering party for UA high at your house right after a busy day of work was the bright spot of his day. But of course leave it up to the two of you to have no clue and mess up your own dates. Knowing when you need to stay home alone because you were going into heat was never your strong forte, but he was not one to forget such an important thing! In his defense it has been a busy week at work.
His grip on your hip tightened, pelvis grinding over your ass as he pounded you from behind, pulling your head back over his shoulder by his other hand over your mouth, fingers prodding inside and urging you to resume sucking them as he growled viciously into your neck, brushing his nose over your scent gland roughly, drawing soft needy moans out of you.
"That smug stupid jerk! He was eye fucking you all eveing!"
How very chatty of him.
Izuku had thought when Kacchan refused to drop the conversation with you, leaning in close to hear your voice over the chatter.
Too close.
Despite the fact that his expression gave nothing away, Kacchan was a strong capable alpha as well. There was just no way he hadn't caught a whiff of your scent sitting right next to you, he was just too good at self restraint.
There was not a doubt left in Izuku's mind about this when Bakugou shot him a taunting smirk, that turned into a mocking chuckle when the glass in Izuku's hand shattered from the sheer force with which he was holding it, water splattering over him and Ida sitting next to him.
"Oh shit! I'm really sorry!"
"Are you okay there Deku?"
He glanced up at Bakugou eyes meeting in an intense staring contest, shaking his hand on his side to try and dry the wetness on his sleeve, rubbing the back of his neck with the other one.
"Yes, yes. No need to worry Kacchan, I'm great."
"Let's go fix that Izu."
His eyes moved to meet with your concerned ones as you rose from your seat and ushered him over making your way to the kitchen, him not wasting a second to follow after you.
The kitchen was empty, finally giving him and you some alone time.
You didn't have to turn to know he was standing right behind you, his scent so strong you could practically not smell anything else, you glanced at him over your shoulder as you filled him a glass of water. The way he was scowling down at you was Cute and so fucking hot at the same time.
"What is it Izu? Is something wrong?"
"You're going into heat."
"No I'm not."
You scoffed brushing him off nonchalantly. And his frown deepened placing his hands on either side of you, caging you between his arms and the sink as he leaned down brushing his nose against yours dropping his voice to a low growl.
"Really?"
You hesitated for a second, finding his new voice extra appealing as you breathed in his scent. You opened your mouth to retort in protest. But that wasn't what came out.
"...alpha..."
Your voice was no more than a breathy whisper, your hands moving up to grab on his shoulders to steady yourself as your head started spinning, feeling like heat washed over you like a raging wave. His scent was off. Could it be?...
His eyes widening in shock as his jaw went slack was enough proof for you that you were right.
He was going into rut. Right there. Right then.
"Shit..."
His voice was strained, his hot breath fanning your face drawing a quiet needy whine out of you.
"Shit!"
The party had to come to an early end.
"You're mine!"
He snarled in the same thick strained voice, slamming into you as you braced yourself by your palms on the wall each thrust grinding your hip bones onto the cold surface with an additional jolt of pleasure running through you, yelping when he sunk his teeth in through your skin over the tender spot of his own mating mark, your eyes rolling back and whole body tensing up from the pleasure, your pussy fluttering around his unyielding lenght squeezing him as your juices seeped out onto him adding to the mess.
"How many times is that now? Your tight wet needy cunt just sucks me in so eagerly."
You whimpered as his fingers slipped out of your mouth and wrapped around your jaw.
"Answer me!"
You gasped as he closed the little distance you had with the wall, arms bent on either side of you, pressing your front firmly into the wall by his chest flush against your back. He was practically crushing you between himself and the wall as he thrusted up, making your whole body grind over the cool surface, erect nipples scraping painfully onto it.
"T-three! Ngh... you made me cum 3 times! Alpha! Ah please!"
"Please what? You don't seem to want me to stop."
He growled into your ear adding a little roll to his upwards thrusts into you. No you did not want him to stop. Your mind was too hazy to know what you wanted. You wanted your alpha. You needed your alpha.
"Cum inside me Izuku..."
His breath hitched right next to your ear as he froze, all movements seizing. You took that as a sign to go on ahead and cry desperately.
"Breed me alpha!"
His fingers twitched around your jaw, dropping down to grab a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back.
"You want me to breed you little omega?"
The gruff voice that was vibrating out of his chest was so raw, it vibrated through your whole being, shooting straight down to your hole, gushing around him with a gasp leaving your lips.
"You want me to fill you up with my cum? Fuck my pups deep into you?"
His words rolled off his tongue so fluently making you shudder violently.
"Yes! Yes please!"
"Fuck I'm gonna pump you so full, knock you up and breed you..."
He grunted, hips resuming their onslaught in deep rhythmic long thrusts, drilling himself up into you as you clawed at the wall short gasps leaving your lips.
"Your belly is going to swell up with my cum..."
His teeth clamped around your neck silencing your high pitched mewls into a quiet gasp as your tired, fluttering pussy did it's best to clench around him when you felt him throb and swell inside you, his hips getting sloppy as he groaned lowly.
"And you're gonna take every last drop."
With one final deep thrust he knotted inside you and like the good omega you were you milked him of everything he had to offer while he lowered the two of you to the floor to rest your shaky legs.
Warnings! Smut, lemon, primal, kinda rough, unprotected, biting and scratching+staples= a bit of blood, a little noncon if you squint real hard.
The back of his hand connected with your cheek harshly, jerking your face to the side as you shut your eyes tightly, gasping in pain. Once he felt he had made his point clear, he gripped you by the scruff again, pulling you upright and aligning your mouth with his cock pressing the head to your lips firmly.
"Open."
You hummed softly, your tongue darting out to lick the slit. He let you lick him at first, hissing in pleasure, closing his eyes for a few seconds to relish the feeling, but then they snapped open back onto you.
"No, I said open."
You whimpered at him not letting you do things at your own pace but opened your mouth anyway. His cock immediately slipped past your parted lips, hips bucking as he forced it deeper into your mouth and down your throat. Your jaw ached and you couldn't suck properly on his length when it was too deep in your mouth but he didn't mind as long as you tried. His hand guided and started bobbing your head along his length with a strong grip in your hair, groaning when you would occasionally swallow around his head. He pulled you over himself even deeper holding you still when your nose bumped against his hard flat stomach, your eyes watering when you couldn't breathe anymore, gag reflex kicking in and lack of air making you choke on his shaft. He pulled you back off of him by the hair and pushed you down on the bed by a hand on your shoulder.
"Wet enough, turn around."
Before you could really do anything, he grabbed the back of your neck again, pushing you face down into the pillows his other hand grabbing your hip and forcefully making you raise your ass in the air. His nails scraped your skull as he grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back as he pushed the head of his cock in through your folds, stretching you open while moans and whimpers fell out of your open mouth.
You tried to wriggle away but he had a bruising tight grip on your hip and he was using your hair to yank you back onto him as he started thrusting into you.
"Shit! You're so fucking tight!"
He delivered a loud harsh slap to your ass and you whimpered underneath him. That was when he knew he had you where he wanted you.
"Your cunt is sucking me in so deep. You're fucking dripping! Who made you this wet?"
With a pathetic moan that had the drool slide down your chin and pool on the pillow below you, your eyes turned to look at him as he leaned down beside you still mercilessly pounding into you.
"Answer me!"
"Ah! You!"
"What!"
He slapped your ass again, the already abused red skin jiggling at the impact.
"Fuck! You made me so wet!"
He slammed himself into you fully, the sound of his balls slapping on the back of your thighs filling your head as you screamed clenching around him tightly.
He hissed letting go of your hair, your face sinking back into the pillows muffling your moans and cries while he grabbed both your wrists and twisted them holding them firmly behind your back, the other digging his nails in the soft flesh of your ass before he delivered another strike that had you gasping.
Your hips had fallen back onto the bed and you were bouncing into the mattress with each of his thrusts, the bed shaking as the old springs squeaked in protest and the headboard slammed onto the wall noisily.
"Wanna cum, little bitch?"
"Yes! P-please yes..."
His free hand snaked around your front and started to roughly tweak your clit and you started wailing loudly into the pillow that was wetted from the mixture of your tears and saliva, voice drowning out into soft cries only when you came around him, the sound of skin on skin mixing with sloppy wet noises of your pussy, sucking him in.
"Get the fuck up!"
Before you could oblige he grabbed your ankle and pulled on it, startling you when he made your lower half turn towards him, having to scramble up and turn around before he could accidentally break your back with another rough pull of your limbs.
He was on top of you immediately, spreading your shaky legs and letting you wrap them around his waist, and he slipped himself right back in, the arousal and your orgasm easing the entry.
His fingers wrapped around your throat, using it to hold you still as he rammed into you roughly. Your mewls turned into quiet squeaks when his grip cut your airflow off, eyes rolling back and it didn't take you long to cum around his throbbing cock again, pussy fluttering and clamping around him.
He eased the grip around your neck to let you take a breath.
It was all too much. You were too over stimulated and too sensitive for his punishing pace. You started to squirm away as you tried to push him off a little with your legs but they started cramping painfully. You yelped your whole face scrunching up in pain and you arched your back arms shooting up to grip his shoulders tightly, had him shooting you a brief concerned look, but he was too close to stop now, already throbbing and twitching inside.
"Dabi! Stop! It hurts!"
"Then hurt me back, baby girl."
You looked at him eyes widening and mouth falling open in surprise.
"I'm hurting you. Hurt me like I hurt you."
He leaned down hooking his arms around your shoulders to keep you from squirming away as he chased his orgasm, groaning and grunting in your ear.
You were engulfed in his weight and warmth and the pain momentarily forgotten as you tried to comprehend what he meant.
"Fuck, scratch my back! Bite! I'm hurting you right? Hurt me back!"
Your confusion vanished as a particularly rough thrust had you clamping down around him in pain, discomfort shooting up your spine like a bolt of electricity.
And you did as you were told.
Your teeth sunk in his shoulders, nails raking down the length of his back, rapidly appearing red lines catching on the stapples and ripping some out, making a bloody stinging mess of his back.
And that was the first time you heard him moan tonight. A deep moan right into your ear that had you tipping right over the edge again, tightening around him and milking his cock while he bucked his hips into you, white stripes coating your soft spongy walls.
You were both a panting mess as you came down from your highs, him plopping right over you without even pulling out, his back muscles rippling ever so slightly in agitation under your fingers from the pain that was just now setting in.
You lifted your bloody fingers to watch them with guilt from over his shoulder, still slightly dazed from your third orgasm.
"It's fine babe... mmm you're my lovely little bitch after all..."
He mumbled in the crook of your neck, running his fingers through your hair gently, knowing exactly what you were thinking of.
"Plus you can help me staple them back up."
"Ugh! No..."
He laughed squeezing you in a tight comforting hug and you relaxed as his hand moved down to massage your cramping leg gently, finally making you relax a little.
"How can one tiny person be such a huge pain in the ass!"
You could hear Dabi from across the room, exaggeratedly moving his hand to demonstrate tiny and huge to poor Twice who was standing in front of him and trying to patch up the gash in Dabi's side.
The wound looked terrible but you had seen it, despite the size and the depth it was nothing important if cleaned properly. And the best part was it was entirely your fault.
"Shut up Ashtray, you were standing in my way!"
You could see the blue flames lap at the edges of his pierced skin as if he couldn't contain it from leaking out in his fury at the name you refused to stop calling him.
He had quite a lot of self restraint though, you had to give him that, cause if it was you on the receiving end of your own shit talking you would have burned yourself to ashes already. Twice wasn't as lucky as the flames seemed to brush him and he jumped back from Dabi blowing vigorously on the hole that was burnt into his costume to ease the burn underneath, cursing.
"You stupid bitch! call me that one more time and I'm gonna fuck you up!"
Dabi roared glaring daggers at you from across the room that fell awfully quiet as you sauntered over to the two of them with your head held high and nose up in the air with a smug smirk as you put out the little flame still lingering on his own sleeve with your bare fingers while getting in his face.
"Don't bite off more than you can chew, Ashtray."
You chirped watching his nostrils flare in anger as he raised his hand towards your face but was stopped by Twice, struggling to hold him back.
"Enough!"
Shigaraki barked annoyed at all the commotion getting out of his seat to actually help Twice and push you away from getting in Dabi's face again with a hand on your shoulder.
Now this man was not someone you wanted to mess with. You didn't want him to turn you into dust. You knew he wouldn't hesitate to kill you, so you stepped down and walked away from the bunch to go out for fresh air holding your hands up in surrender.
"All right boss. Whatever you say. Sorry to tear you a new hole, Ashtray." Chuckling as you heard the effect behind you as the door swung closed.
"I will fucking kill you!"
The bickering usually went on between the two of you. You couldn't stand his guts and he found you too annoying hence a lot of arguments ensued. Honestly if you weren't good at doing your jobs The Shiggy boy would've turned the both of you to dust already.
You stayed out for way longer than you initially intended, emptying your lungs from the lingering smell of smoke and ash as you leaned on the wall and stared at the sky. Side effects of working with Dabi.
"You thought you can hide behind dust boy for ever, you little shit."
Speak of the devil. You rolled your eyes without looking at him. He did not like that. His hand was in your hair faster than you could react and he yanked you over by the hair before slamming you back in the wall, caging you in with his body.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!"
He snarled, warm breath fanning your face. Like a fire breathing dragon. You smirked back at him.
"Calm your tits, not that you were actually saying anything important anyway."
His grip in your hair tightened jerking his hand and making you crane back your neck uncomfortably to look up at him with a soft moan, his eyes glinting in the dim light of the alley.
"Oh? Little bitch likes being manhandled?"
You glared into his eyes and hissed at the burning pain on the back of your scalp where he was pulling the hair before spitting in his face. He merely clicked his tongue, free hand dismissively wiping off your saliva, offering you a calm evil smirk in return.
"I did say I'm going to fuck you up."
You were slammed back onto the wall again, the breath leaving you as his other hand wrapped firmly around your neck, his lips crashing onto your open mouth, silencing your protests. You struggled to regain your lost breath through the kiss but he was not giving you much air, you kicked his ankle and he growled in your mouth the hand around your throat heating up considerably in warning, you tried to pull away but the same hand was gripping your neck tightly not giving you room to move and you had to settle down with an obedient whimper.
"That's a good girl."
He pulled back and you could finally breathe properly, too distracted to do anything else as he turned you around and pushed your torso down so you were bent at the waist, bracing yourself with your hands on the brick wall to stop him.
"Fuhck... are you serious?..."
"Shut the fuck up and bend over!"
He undid your jeans pulling them down and letting them pile around your ankles on the ground while grumbling.
"I'm tired of your little game of spiking sexual tension, you want my dick so bad? You could just fucking ask for it you know."
He freed his cock from his pants and stroked it a few times before rubbing it on your ass. His fingers found their way back in your hair and he pulled you up till you your back arched enough for him so he could press your face sideways to the harsh surface of the bricks.
"I would make an exception for your ugly face if you asked nicely. Like this."
You wriggled trying to get away but failed. Ugly face? That's why he was always pitching a tent in his pants whenever you were on missions together? Right.
"Yeah? No need, you probably last as long as your pathetic flames."
Ouch. You did not mean that. The air grew thick with silence and you tried to catch a glance at his face to inspect the damage. That's when you heard the most feral growl you've ever heard from Dabi as he slammed his cock right inside your not fully prepared cunt, ripping a painful wail out of your mouth.
You hadn't even managed to get a breath in before he pulled back all the way and slammed into you again, your cry much quieter considering the lack of air.
"You know what? I was going to be nice." Another rough thrust sheathing himself balls deep inside you, your pussy gushing at his voice right in your ear and desperately trying to compensate the lack of lubrication.
"I was going to be nice and make sure you cum. But you know what?"
Another deep thrust and yet another loud whine pouring out of your lips.
"I do last as long as my pathetic flames."
The brick wall scraped your cheek with each of the thrusts of his hips as he sped up, his pelvis snapping against your ass with loud skin on skin noises.
"Aaah! ...Dabi!... Slow down! Sto-ngh!"
He had absolutely no regard for how he treated you, and deep down it was turning you on more than you ever thought. As soon as your moans started to get higher in pitch and your pussy started convulsing around him, he pulled out of you, ignoring the cry of protest as he pushed you down on your knees, holding you upright by the hair, your hand gripping his wrist to ease off the pain in your scalp and you realised that was the only time you got to touch him this whole time.
"Aw you wanted to cum, doll? Too fucking bad."
His other hand was finishing the job, giving fast sloppy strokes to his swollen cock and you could do nothing but catch your breath and wait for him to finish.
He jerked himself off right in front of you grunting and groaning in pleasure, shutting your eyes tight as white thick ropes of cum shot out, decorating your face, messily sticking in your lashes.
His grip in your hair loosened then disappeared completely, finally letting you drop to the floor to rest your aching spine, wiping away his remains from your eyes before it could stick in your lashes.
He looked down at you as he caught his breath, putting himself back in his pants and fixing himself up. When you finally looked up at him with dilated pupils and glazed over eyes, he flashed you a grin.
Warning! Smut/lemon, double penetration, a little bit of boy on boy action.
Too Hot
"I don't mind sharing you with Icyhot here for example."
He didn't know why the thought even crossed his mind and before he could process it, it skipped right past his usual brain barrier and was out of his mouth.
The 3 of you were talking on the way back as you had met up with Shoto after a joined mission. The 3 responsible villains, after being comprehended, were found out to be in a polyamorous relationship and Shoto had bluntly stated 'it is kinda cute. How would it work in bed though?' And since none of you were shy people, Hence that's where the conversation had even started.
Bakugou was going to dismiss his own thought when he saw the shocked look you gave him, thinking he had offended you but much to his surprise you actually agreed! Then it was Todoroki's unamused expression that changed into a surprised one.
What was extra shocking to him was the fact that none of you were in a relationship to begin with.
In a few hours and some light drinks to ease your mind and a lot of prep work later you were seated on Bakugou's lap, his hard cock resting deep inside you, fidgeting lightly as you watched Shoto's worried expression as he pushed a second finger inside you, along Katsuki's length. You gasped and Shoto's thumb resumed rubbing little circles over your clit to ease you down.
When Bakugou voiced that you were prepared enough, his lips on your neck and hands holding your breasts tightly squeezing the soft mounds, Shoto leaned in, kissing you on the lips gently as he started to very slowly push himself in.
The stinging pain was not unbearable but it was more than you expected and you winced, feeling yourself stretch and possibly tear a little around the two of them.
Your pained expression didn't sit right with Todoroki, getting nervous and subconsciously started to heat up inside you.
Katsuki groaned feeling like he was about to suffocate with the way Shoto's warmed up cock robbed on his, inside your insanely tight pussy, you clenching around them both in discomfort, your head dropped back on his shoulder with a loud whine leaving your lips in protest.
"Cool the fuck down Icyhot!"
He growled, gripping your waist tightly to prevent you from moving and wriggling not to let you make it any worse for the 3 of you.
You could see Shoto was trying his best, sweat trickled down the side of his temple, sliding forward along his jawline and from his chin dripped down onto your chest. He made brief eyecontact with you and you instantly felt him heat up even more.
You mewled in protest next to Katsuki's ear as he kept you from fidgeting away from the both of them.
"Fuck! Shoto too hot!"
He voiced your protest but Shoto didn't seem to catch it like he was supposed to, "yeah she's very hot..." he mumbled, keeping his eyes from meeting either of yours. You could feel the irritation surge through Katsuki behind you, almost hearing him grit his teeth.
"No fuckwipe! Of course she is hot, the fucking heat is too much! Cool down or you're gonna burn us both!"
He snapped, his comment making both you and Shoto share a concerned look. Bad move, Shoto started stuttering apologies and his cock warmed up even more making you first try to pry Bakugou's iron grip off your waist so you could move away, but when you found that futile you just dug your nails in his forearm, making him hiss lightly.
He clicked his tongue but surprisingly he didn't snap at either of you this time. Your eyes widened as his hand reached out, thinking he was going to slap some sense into Shoto. But he just gripped Shoto's jaw pulling him close till they were touching noses using the deepest huskiest voice you've ever heard him use as he addressed Shoto directly, forcing and maintaining an intense eye contact.
"Look at me baby boy. It's fine. Calm down. Take a deep breath now."
"...okay..."
Bakugou's voice and the way Todoroki looked as he gazed back into Bakugou's eyes submissively nodding his head and doing as he was told, taking in shaky breaths till he was calmer, had you moaning unable to move your eyes from the scene unfolding in front of you.
"Good boy."
Katsuki growled out a praise that had heat rising up both you and Shoto's necks, and only then did you realise that he had indeed cooled down to a comfortable temperature inside you, the intensity of the moment the two boys shared distracting you from the pain and the heat.
And it wasn't even over yet.
Katsuki's grip on Shoto's jaw tightened as he pulled him close and crashed his lips onto his. The flustered wide eyed boy only managed a muffled long moan before shutting his eyes and succumbing to Katsuki's invading tongue forcing itself past his lips and into his mouth.
You hummed softly as you shuddered in delight, gushing over the both of them, loving what you were witnessing as you reached out a hand to Shoto's tense muscles, lightly massaging him down the lenghth of his back while kissing him gently on the neck and along his jaw.
It didn't take long for Shoto to finally relax with both Katsuki's forceful method and your gentle soft one, panting heavily as he pulled back to catch his breath, half lidded eyes and dilated pupils.
"You're such a mess, Icyhot."
Bakugou smirked using his thumb to wipe the saliva off Shoto's chin. He scowled lightly at his comment, only making Katsu chuckle in response, the sound rumbling to your core and you whimpered clenching around the two of them, both boys grunting lowly in response.
"Is it better now Shoto?" You stroked his cheek looking at him affectionately.
"Yes much better... sorry..."
"It's okay, no harm done."
Katsuki feeling left out, suddenly thrusted up into you, making you jolt with a yelp, the friction of his cock rubbing over Shoto's while you squeezed them both tightly drew a deep groan out of the younger boy as he crashed his lips onto yours in a longing feverish kiss.
"Yeah barely saved you from him roasting you on the inside. Now less talking, more fucking."
Warnings! Lemon/ smut/ oral sex/ unprotected/ a bit rough/ Bakugou is a jerk but he has some manners too.
"Caught ya."
You wheezed as you got grabbed by the back of your collar and was yanked back and upright from your crawling position crashing into his broad hard chest. You had tried to scramble away from the rubble that was blasted at your general direction, effectively smoking you out of your hiding place.
"Shit! Hi Katsu. Fancy meeting you here..."
You glanced up with a nervous smile as you steadied yourseld by placing your hands on his chest, however, pushing against his hard pectoris to put some distance between you proved to be the wrong move as his hand moved from your collar to the back of your neck, grabbing you by the scruff and crushing you harder between his arm and chest.
"Bold of you to even think I didn't know it was you, let alone pathetically attempt to play it off as cool. It reeks of clumsy from miles away!"
His voice even though not loud was still booming in your ear and it was quite agitating in the position you were in.
"Hey! The fuck you mean clumsy? I have you know I'm the best-!"
You caught yourself before you could finish and watched the smug smirk appear on his face.
"Yeah? Best what?"
"Uh... best... at not being clumsy."
He raised an eyebrow at you the smirk still not leaving his lips.
"Well then mind explaining to the cops what you were doing in the jewlery at the moment of break in? At 3 a.m."
"The cops?!"
Your voice was too high pitched and you cleared your throat all the while trying to come up with a way to get out of this mess. You had ran into Bakugou multiple times before on your jobs, in fact it was how you met and came to know him, and he had never once turned you in or snitched on you. Perks of being a low profile thief and making friends with a pro hero. But you never knew when you would actually cross the line with him. If he turned you in now, you couldn't get out of this mess for a long time. And that kind of delay you couldn't afford at the moment.
Your voice dropped a few notches and you mustered the sweetest tone you could come up with as you looked up at him through your lashes.
"The cops don't need to know about this, right? Nothing really happened here..."
You trailed off hiding the triumphant smirk as he looked taken aback by the change.
"Keep talking."
"You know, I don't wanna bother you if you're working or anything."
"I'm off duty, get on with it already!"
It wasn't that you didn't want to, it was just the first time you were going to risk suggesting something like this to Bakugou of all people and the anticipation of being rejected was embarassing. You just knew he would make it even more embarassing than it needed to be.
"I can't help but wonder if you taste as delicious as you smell."
"Whoa there."
And just like that, you were not being crushed against him anymore when he let go of you, but sadly it didn't bring any relief at the moment as you braced yourself for the cruelest form of rejection you could think of.
"Guess what. You're about to find out."
"I...I was just... what?..."
"Too late for take backs. On your knees, girly."
You stared at him in disbelief your mind jumping from the fact that he seemed way too eager for this and you wanted to comment on it but your train of thoughts got derailed as he barked at you in his most authoritative hero voice, which you were not used to being adressed by. You certainly didn't mind though.
"Right now!"
"Shit okay okay... straight to the main course, huh? Didn't even take me out for dinner first. So classy."
You rolled your eyes as you dropped to your knees in front of him slowly, running your hands down his hips and brushing your fingers along his ass giving a small teasing squeeze. He didn't seem to mind.
"And risk being seen in public with a thief? Don't think so."
"...fuck you Katsuki..."
"Maybe later, babe. For now put that pretty little mouth to good use."
With a sassy roll of your eyes you unzipped his pants, popping the button, locking your eyes with his while licking your lips seductively palming him a little before pressing your nose into his crotch, sniffing lightly.
"That has to be the hottest weird shit I've seen you do so far."
You rested your chin on the outline of his cock from over his boxers, looking up at him, smirking as you hooked your fingers in the waistband to free his cock having gained a bit of confidence from his words.
"You think I'm hot often?"
"... you wish."
"Right."
He ran his fingers through your hair pressing your face further into his crotch and you getting the hint grabbed his cock, licking the tip, wrapping your tongue around the head and giving an experimental suck.
He sucked in his lower lip, groaning impatiently in anticipation and his hips bucked trying to make you take him in further. When you refused by pulling away he glared at you at first but then it turned into a sinister looking smirk.
"You want to buy my silence, then I am the one setting the rules here."
His fingers tangled in your hair and he pulled you over himself silencing your protests, sheathing his cock deep inside your mouth, easing the grip afterwards to let you splutter and cough from the sudden intrusion.
You had a feeling it was eventually going to end up like this so you braced yourself by your hands on his thighs, letting him guide your head as you hollowed out your cheeks around his cock whenever you could. After a few gagging attempts and trying to cough around his length without chomping on his shaft, cause he refused to let you pull back too much, you could finally take him in as far that your nose bumped against him stomach.
"Goood girl. That's more like it."
Overproduced saliva pooled in your mouth coating his dick and making it slick and easy to suck and with each bob of your head it would drip down your chin and onto the ground. It was a wet noisy mess. And he was loving it, growling and grunting over you, occasionally bucking into you further.
"Fuckk... eyes on me, girl."
Looking up at him with teary eyes as you swallowed around the head, he hissed leaning down to grab your neck and feel up the bulge of his cock in your throat, hissing in pleasure as he could feel the movement in his palm. Your eyes shut again as keeping them open while bobbing your head was giving you a headache, your sore throat unable to do anything against the harsh intrusion other than the streams that were running down your cheeks.
"I said look at me! I want to see those pretty eyes."
You flinched at the tone, opening your eyes again and locking eyes with his half lidded ones, pupils wildly dilated and devouring the crimson rings around them.
He fisted at your hair tightly, keeping your head in place as he started thrusting into your mouth, reaching even deeper. Your nails dug into his thighs and he snarled down at you when you tried to pull away, making you whimper desperately.
"Be a good fucking girl and take it!"
You couldn't exaclty feel him twitch but you knew he had gotten slightly bigger, meaning he was way too close to stop now, so you tried to focus on breathing when you could, producing a small whimper that he seemed to enjoy, and not gagging, rather than the increasing soreness in your throat as his head repeatedly slammed into it, sliding deeper every time.
"Fuck yes!"
His grip in your hair tightened even further holding himself buried deep in your mouth watching your wide watery eyes as he shot hot stripes of bitter cum down your burning throat. You struggled to pull back trying not to choke on his cum but he wasn't letting you go, voice dropping to impossibly deep as he growled down at you. It was causal, but it was definitely an order not meant to be disobeyed.
"Swallow."
Shutting your eyes tight and scrunching up your face you swallowed the whole load, feeling it slide down your throat the whole way. And only then did he let your hair go and let you pull back.
You coughed and hacked on the ground wiping the back of your hand over your mouth as your chest heaved trying to catch your breath.
You could hear him zip himself back up but you didn't dare look, instead staring at the ground as you rubbed your aching jaw.
Until he crouched down in front of you.
"Hey, you okay?"
"Yeah... just peachy..."
You said quietly with a hoarse voice refusing to meet his eyes. His fingers slipped under your chin, tilting your head up and wiping your lower lip clean.
"Let's go then."
"What! Where?!"
Your heart sank, thinking of the worst possible scenario. Not only was he going to leave you wet and unattended, he was going to turn you in?!
"To my place to clean you up."
He rolled his eyes at your dumbfounded expression and stood back up, picking you up as well.
"You can tell me if I tasted as delicious as I smell. Then I'll ask you out."
He turned his back to you and started walking away with his hands in his pockets.
"You've earned yourself a classy dinner. Maybe more."
Warnings! Lemon! Smut! Oviposition! Tentacles! Alien smut! Hardcore dirty! Graphic violence! Major character deaths! Among us themes!
What is this?! Omg... mind fart... read at your own risk ....
Note: italic is flashbacks
Dialogue is in colors, except the reader, Tamaki and Mirio (he is in bold)
*: did anyone recognise the easter egg/reference tho? ;)
"...this is it!..."
You had whispered to yourself as you opened your eyes after a short slumber, like all the days before that, still as excited as you were in the beginning, the moment in your career you had been waiting your whole life for. You dreamed of that since you were a child, others always saying you had your head in the clouds, but that was not true. Your head was way beyond the clouds. As a kid Your mind would fly to the moment you would cross the skies and float past them into the endless dark abyss, the space. And here you were, waking up after having already spent a month in the spaceship still as excited as you were only moments after the successful launching was over, getting ready to unbuckle yourself and prep the station with the rest of your crew mates; as excited as you were when you glanced out into the dark and saw the earth from far away for the first time. This was your dream come true.
If only you had known...
You had hopped out of bed, getting ready for the working day ahead...
"Cat got your fucking tongue?"
A small thump could be heard and some muffled shuffling.
"Oh well you can apparently squeak."
You were walking past the storage room with your friend Ochaco when you heard the gruff voice of Orange picking at someone. Based on experience you knew exactly who it was. You all had your code names and some of you -like orange- just refused to share their real names with "the rest of you LOSERS!"
(Also because I refuse to name some of the people that might die ;^; traumatic)
Rounding up the corner into the storage you puffed up your cheeks trying to look bigger as you got ready for the confrontation with Orange.
"Leave him alone! Won't you ever grow past the age of bullying people to feel better about yourself?"
Red, who seemed to be attached to Orange like an extra limb the whole time, stepped aside to let you and Ochaco squeeze in through the door, revealing the scene in front of you.
Orange had Blue backed into a wall and was intimidatingly looming over him with an arm next to his head. The cowering victim, whom you had come to know as Tamaki Amajiki had his back pressed against the wall so hard he was almost merging with it.
Orange scuffed turning around with his full attention on you now, and only then did you realize you had not thought this through properly.
"You can surely make me feel much better about myself pipsqueak, wanna take his place? I sure want you to."
"Orange! That's very rude!"
"Shut up Cheeks! No one is talking to you!"
And as you found yourself being cornerd, you realised just how big and intimidating Orange actually was. And the fact that you had not been at the receiving end of his full intimidation before.
"W-well if y-you leave him alone..."
"No one has the responsibility to make anyone feel better here. Not on my spacecraft. Back off Orange."
And at the time you were glad captain Mirio had interfered. You had thought the day couldn't get any more terrifying than Orange's looming figure.
You were oh so wrong.
~
"You found my dirty little secret, huh? A little bit too late, don't you think? What a shame."
You had to cover your mouth from behind your hiding place in the dark room that was illuminated by flashing red lights that were not helping your case at all, giving you a dizzying headache. The faint sound of the security alarm could be heard from another part of the ship that was locked off and inaccessible now due to some leakage or something you were too busy being scared for your life to investigate. The deep voice you were not used to resonated off of all the walls drowning the alarm in the background without a hint of the shy stutters from a month earlier. Sounding like he was everywhere. You quietly brought your knees up to your chest hugging them and suppressing a quiet sob into them.
~
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
Orange slammed his fist into the conference desk in the middle of the cafeteria.
"Red is-... his body was found in the storage room! Mangled! If it wasn't for his uniform and tag I couldn't even tell it's him! And that freak-"
He pointed an accusing finger in Tamaki's face, who looked horrified as he jumped back ready to cry. You stepped in between them frowning.
"I saw that fucking freak scurry right past me coming from storage!"
"Are you accusing Tamaki of this hurried crime?! What else would you have me believe, Orange? The earth is flat? Yeah right. Tamaki the Sun eater is gonna kill us all, huh?"
Mirio brushed Orange off with a scoff but there was no denying that someone had to have done it.
"Am I wrong to assume that though? Only hours earlier Tamaki was having an argument with Red and me and he sure looked unhappy about it! Maybe that's how he decided to settle the score! How fucking suspicious is that?!"
"Guys!"
The mood was uneasy. A crewmate, more specifically, Red was found murdered and everyone was on edge. Understandably so. No where in your job application did they warn you about being brutally murdered.
"I see where you are coming from Orange,"
Both Tamaki and Mirio shot you disbelieving looks but you were not finished.
"But wouldn't that be too obvious? He had an argument with Red and now red is...gone. It sounds too obvious... almost like someone wanted to frame him..."
The room went quiet for a second before Orange out of no where charged at you, being stopped by Mirio.
"You! Only you and that Big Cheeks were there at the time! And we all know who is the smarter of the 2 of you! You killed Red you bitch!"
"What?!"
You stepped back shocked, and the fact that the 4 other crewmates started whispering amongst themselves didn't really help your case.
"I-I didn't! I could never!"
"Mon cher ami Orange, it might have even been you, yourselt... no one would doubt you killing your own friend..."
"How can you be so calm, Cyanl! Someone is dead!"
"... will they come back to life if I panic?..."
"It's n-not (y/n)...or Orange... I walked into the storage with Ochako before we got separated. She went towards where you said Red was f-found..."
Every eye in the roon turned on Tamaki and and he almost wished he had remained quiet, with Ochaco startint to stutter and going pale.
"Why are you lying Tamaki?!"
"I'm not lying... and you stayed quiet the whole time, even when your friend was being accused..."
You could still remember Ochako's tears and begs as she was apprehended in no time, banished to the evacuation room. Her screams and yells being ignored by the rest of you as the door slid open and she got sucked in by the void. The eternal darkness.Thinking to yourself what could be a worse fate as tears made your vision go blury.
~
You gasped sharply when a silhouette appeared in your peripheral vision and you shut your eyes so tight, statics started appearing behind your eyelids, pursing your lips as your body went rigid and froze in place.
"Aw don't be like that. Do you not want to see what I actually look like?"
He was met with your silence and with a sadistic smirk he continued.
"You stood up for me earlier, didn't you? You watched me accuse your friend and you didn't shun me away when I reached out. You can't be afraid of me, come on now. Open your eyes."
You shook your head violently as years slipped past your eyelids.
"I want to see your pretty eyes as they widen when you gaze at my appearance." His breath caressed your eyelids making you jerk your head back, bumping it roughly against the crate you were hiding behind.
"I want to watch your tight little lips part to a scream when you finally see me."
Something cold and slippery brushed against your lips and you clenched your jaw, body shaking in fear.
"That's just my finger, little one. Talking of which... what do you think they look like now? My hands. If I were to reach out and grab you... what do you think they feel like? Wouldn't you want to open your eyes and see before that happens? Open. Your. Eyes."*
~
The terrifying unusual day seemed to drag out into a never ending loop of incidents. You had barely gotten over the initial shock of your friend-... no, your crewmate being accused of murder and being sentenced to death. Watching your other crewmates drag her out towards her doom. People you considered to be your team. Supporting each other no matter what. Strangely enough Ochaco's death sentece seemed to bring about a sense of peace amongst you all. Only to be shattered by the emergency sirens going off a couple hours later, indicating you had stirred off the original designated orbit.
It wasn't that big of a deal really, and Cyan had announced that he was on it to fix the problem.
And that was around half an hour ago but the sirens kept blaring.
As you had finished your task near the place you went to check up on cyan. The room itself was dark and quiet except for the flashing red warning on the screen. Eerily quiet. You couldn't see Cyan anywhere, but then again there wasn't much you could see anyway as you blindly made your way to the controls. That was when you tripped over something and fell, breaking the fall by the palms of your hands. With an annoyed oof at your clumsiness you turned your head to see what had assisted your fall.
And in front of your eyes, there in the middle of the room lay the lifeless body of Cyan, the flashing red light being reflected off of his bright uniform, except the couple of spots that had been drenched with his own blood. And you screamed louder than you remembered ever screaming in your life.
All hell broke loose as the emergency meeting siren went off screeching as it silenced everything else in it's wake.
The last thing you remembered was Tamaki coming into the room pausing as he saw you and Cyan, uttering something under his breath as he fixed the orbit and then collected you and helped you on your feet, taking you to the emergency meeting room.
The room was a mess. There were files and folders scattered everywhere and in the middle of it all was Orange holding down a struggling shuffling Purple who was trying to kick and punch him off but he was no match for Orange.
"This fucker snapped Brown's neck right in front of our eyes!"
"Yes... Green didn't make it either."
Mirio whom you hadn't even noticed was in the room, stood up from behind the admin desk as he had just checked for a pulse on the lifeless body of Green and had found none. You could barely make out Green's legs on the ground from behind the desk and you whimpered teary eyes going wide in disbelief as you turned to look at where brown was laying on the ground violent sobs shaking your body, but Tamaki stopped you before you could see his corpse, hugging your head to his chest.
What monster could've killed someone like Brown?! He made all of you such amazing cookies to comfort you when you were down! And Green too! He was such a helpful gentle soul!
"Cyan is d-dead too... he was killed trying to rotate the course..."
"They should've stayed out of my business! Getting all the promotions for their hardwork bullshit-AGH!"
Orange landed a particularly hard punch on Mineta's face, the sickening crack of his nose breaking made you jump and Tamaki held you tighter.
"You fucking asshole! You killed Red! I will fucking kill you!"
"... ah... I didn't..."
"Orange... this is not an eye for an eye thing, we are civilised people, we will see that he pays for his crimes the proper way.."
"Oh fancy way of saying you are going to kill me like you killed Pink?!"
Mirio and Orange picked him up as he screamed and thrashed, kicking his legs while he was being dragged to the evacuation site.
"Damn you all to hell! Oh no, you already are, cause you know what?! I didn't kill Red or Cyan! Look! Her hands are even bloody! She is the real murderer! She killed Red and then watched us kill Pink for her!"
Despite the accusations the only one who looked down at your hands were you yourself. And indeed they were smeared in dark dried blood. You gasped softly before Tamaki grabbed your hands and lowered them.
"You must've fell in... I mean... you fell next to Cyan... that's probably his... don't listen to him."
He let go of your hands only after the screams went quiet and the remaining 2 crewmates walked back into the room to clean up the bodies of they fallen comrades.
"I got my eyes on you..."
It was a quiet broken whisper... and boy did you wish he had yelled at you instead, like his usual self.
~
"Open those pretty little eyes,"
Something wrapped around your neck, another around your jaw and over your face, and another around your torso, feeling the crushing force of it breaking you out of your flashback as it hauled you up, holding you in the air like a limp kitten grabbed by the scruff, feet dangling in the air as you clutched the shaft wrapped around your neck with both hands.
"And look what you made me do! This damned mess! All for you and you won't even look at it. Or at me. I am oh so furious with you right now, lil' snack."
The mess, was Mirio's body lying on the ground a few feet away from where you were. You had seen it before, looking like it was mauled by an unearthly beast. Which it was. Blood seeping off the gashes in the reinforced supposedly unbreakable material of his uniform. In fact you had watched him die right in front of your eyes... was it really your fault?...
~
You were advised to stick together. But when the lights suddenly shut off and the warning for Reactor overheating and threatening to start melting went off while at the same time the oxygen in the cabin began to dialate, there was no way to stick together. All the systems were on different directions and there were only 4 of you.
"I can go-"
"No fucking way! You stay here and don't you dare fucking move! If any of us dies, you are the one we kick out! Got it?!"
You looked at Mirio and he nodded his head, he didn't look like he trusted you any more than Orange did.
"... just... stay here (y/n), we will be back soon."
Tamaki pat your back reassuringly and with that they were gone, leaving you in the dark not giving you a chance to say that you were afraid of being left alone.
The reactor and O2 were slightly harder tasks, requiering some focus, but the lights shouldn't have been a bother. In fact they should've been back by now. That would even speed up the two other mentioned tasks. But it was still dark even after... well you didn't know how long, but you were scared shitless and was not going to stand around alone any longer so you headed for the lights.
Manually opening the door you stood in front of the exceptionally dark room. You could barely force yourself to take a step forward, the churning in your stomach not wanting you to be here at all. As you made your way to the panel,that was opened but left unfixed you could hear something dripping in the darkness. You tried to ignore it despite your instincts telling you to just turn and run away, and you managed to turn the lights back on with trembling fingers after a few failed attempts.
And dread was all you felt at the returned vision as you turned around, slowly making your way to the back of the room to see where the dripping sound was coming from.
Your voice was gone feeling light headed and ready to faint staring at the sight before your eyes.
Orange was hanging from the ceiling by the neck, eyes wide open and bloody mouth agape. He was torn in half by the waist, the dripping sound was the blood that drained out of him and hit the ground splattering in a giant puddle of blood by where his lower half lied... and what seemed to be his tongue...
"Why is it that you are always in wrong place at the wrong time? Like a moth attracted to a falme. Tch... so troublesome."
You could barely recognize the calm voice as you turned around to see Tamaki, with an unfamiliar irritated expression on his face glaring down at you.
Before you could find your voice or move a muscle you heard the door slide open and the lights flashed, total darkness engulfing you for a second before the lights were back on, leaving you to stare back at Mirio who was looking at you and Orange's corpse in shock. Tamaki was no where to be found.
"How.... how could you?!"
"She didn't."
Tamaki was behind Mirio before you could warn him and you ran off to try and hide, gripped tightly by fear and forgetting all about your poor crewmates as Tamaki's arms elongated and he started to change shape as he grabbed Mirio.
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The thing that was wrapped around your jaw tightened, forcing your mouth open as it prodded at your lips before slipping inside your mouth and it only stopped when it was half way down your constricting throat as you coughed and gagged trying to bite it. It was too elastic to bite.
"Still won't open your eyes?"
You could feel more things wrap around your limbs as he grabbed and ripped your uniform off of you piece by painful piece.
"You know I had hoped it would be you who is the last one alive. Males aren't the best mothers most of the time."
Your eyes shot open in terror as you felt his body heat on your bare skin right before he pressed himself into your core.
What your eyes witnessed was beyond your wildest nightmares. His face was no different than before, except for an smug evil smirk on his lips, but his body was much bigger, too deformed to fit in hid clothes and what looked like tentacles had sprouted out of his fingers, wrapped all around you, invading your mouth, barely leaving you enough space to breathe. The suckers on them attached to your skin, leaving indentations and discolored patches in their path. You shivered when they latched onto your nipples, squeezing your chest so tightly you felt like you were suffocating.
Yet all of that was to distract you from what was yet about to come.
With a startled jolt you cried out when he grabbed your waist to hold you still and plunged his cock into you.
The appendage in your mouth started leaking before it sprouted some thick burning liquid down your throat.
Meanwhile the head of his cock pushed past your entrance and he pushed it deeper and deeper, ignoring your uncomfortable gurgling and choked screams, only tightening his hold around your body in response to your thrashing, the tentacles wrapping around you tighter to hold you in place as the head prodded at your cervix.
"Fuck... snack you need to relax or this is going to hurt way more than I intend it to. You will feel better soon."
You only thrashed around harder, fat tears spilling down your cheeks. The tentacle wrapped around your legs pushing them apart further and stilling you.
The liquid had burned it's way down your throat and you felt like heat was exploding in your tummy as it reached there and before you knew it you were feeling so limp and so warm you barely felt the head of his cock thrust in deep into your womb and spread out like a tiny little umbrella, hooking itself firmly in place.
The shaft in your mouth slipped out, your mouth remaining open as you tried to catch your breath.
The first round egg moved along his cock, stretching you wider as you mewled in discomfort, eyes rolling back in your head and an oddly drug induced orgasm ripping through you when you involuntarily clenched around it as it moved all the way in before snuggly taking place in your womb. Then came the next egg, and the same thing. With your tongue lolled out, you had lost count of how many times you went through this blissful torture by the time he laid his last egg inside you, but by the way your belly had swelled up and was now being lovingly stroked by his hand, it was sure more than a few.
"You're gonna be my perfect little mate. You and I will nurture my offsprings together. All you lack is my mark..."
He gripped your hair and tugged your head back, his hips starting to thrust into you with bruising force, his fang like teeth growing out of his jaw as they pierced the skin on your shoulder, clamping around the bone drawing a painful wail from you as he shot his load inside you, filling your belly up one last time and pulling out causing another orgasm rock your overstimulated body, lowering you to the ground feeling both empty and filled to the brim at the same time. He collected your sweaty shaky body in his arms as he made his way over to the corpse lying in the corner.
"You have over exerted yourself little one. And weakness is not acceptable for my offsprings. It's dinner time."
