he definitely wmipers and says 's-sorry baby' when he gets to rough
a/n: sooooo i think this sounds like izuku but he's a little too hyperactive to control it hehe, if you have another character in mind let me know who!
(r: 18+ mdni, smut but rather tame, characters aged up, izuku x fem!reader)
"ow! ah-" you winced, body jolting upwards as you gripped the sheets beneath you.
your head spun as your boyfriend stooped, freckled face looking to you with concern. his heavy cock still lodged deep inside of you
"s-sorry baby" he sputtered voice still in a whimper from the sensations around his buried shaft, face a bit flush with slight embarrassment but a little pride.
"i-ill slow down mkay-"
"promise"
his voice is sweet as his hands guide your body, relief washing over him as he felt your muscles relax all over again, your hole still clenching around him.
this time when he slid in and out of you, his breath trembled taking his time but watching you- face flushed with pleasure as he watched your own.
his lips parted as he panted, drunkenly moving to your moans like music. it was tantalizing- watching your entrance kiss the base of his cock over and over, watching you come even further and further undone.
his voice was almost breathless, floating and laced with small whimpers-
"'m sorry baby"
"does this feel good"
"you feel so good"
he hauled over your body as the two of you grew closer to finish, his arms wrapping around you, slinking up your back and spine as he bucked into your body.
a/n: kitten you are a genius, im glad you seem to always know what im thinking !!
(r: 18+ mdni, aizawa x fem!reader)
(tw: oo it's gonna get rough, face-fucking )
psst- should this have a part two? tell me once you get to the end
"just put your cock in my mouth"
the words were teasing at first. playful, coy, teasing- nothing out of the ordinary.
but you didn't know that shota aizawa was already stiff, watching you move around in those clothes that barely covered your mesmerizing body.
“Oh, darling,” he purred, gently but firmly pushing you onto your knees and cupping your chin in his hand. his belt snapped loose with a flick as his zipper rolled down. "you do love playing with fire don't you"
Before you could quip back, he pressed forward, moderate and steady at first. he let you adjust, watching your lips part around his length. he sank his hand into your hair, guiding your mouth, steady.
it didn't last long.
“wider,” he ordered, voice husky and hard like steel. “if you’re going to play the brat, you’ll play it properly.” his finger gripped into your hair, making your eyes water as his thick cock slid deeper down your tongue.
your throat began to fill, your hands on his thighs as you gagged but took it all the same.
"good girl, just like that" he coaxed, praising you with a head tilt as he watched his shaft disappear into your mouth. the way your eyelashes fluttered, the way your nails dug into his skin, the way your tears rimmed your eyes.
it was addicting.
"look at you" he said, inflection staining the tail end of his comment as he lifted your head slightly, getting a better look at his prize.
"look at those eyes- mm not so cocky with those tears rolling down your cheeks are you-" he taunted, holding your head as he began to pull out, sliding back into your warm mouth.
muffled sounds escaped you as he began to fuck your face, your own cunt beginning to drool almost as much as your mouth.
you felt the dark haired man pick up pace, letting out a deep grunt, his breath hitching as both his hands pushed your head down his length.
your eyes silently begged him for a breath, a moment, but the look on his face told you he wasn't keen on the idea of mercy at this moment.
tears dripped down to your thighs as he made messy work of your mouth, moaning your praises as he did.
his grip grew harsh as one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the other pulling your head back, leaving you gasping, murmuring broken cries of his name.
god he loved it when you said it like that.
"if you want it soft you're gonna have to beg" he taunted, rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip, your spit coating the pad of his thumb and your own chin. "beg me to fuck you soft"
"p-please.." you gasped, "please sho-"
"'ts too much"
aizawa's cock shuddered as he sank it back into your throat, your voice replaying over and over again in his head. it did unspeakable damage, making him want more, so much more. his smirk was devilish, both hands gripping your hair as he fucked you- softer but with a heavy desire.
"atta girl" each controlled thrust making a bigger mess than before. "such a good little slut for me"
the praise set your body on fire, making your squirming unmistakable.
seeing you wet with your own lustful desire sent him over the edge. he held your head down his shaft, holding you in place as he shot thick streams of cum down your throat.
"don't you worry baby" he piped, pulling you back and cupping your face in both of his hands, slowing his thrusts as you swallowed his seed.
Can you do izuku jerking off to the reader/his bully upset she accidentally sends him pictures of her in her bra. He just hates her so much but she’s so pretty
a/n: love love love a trope such as thee, thanks a million nonnie!
(r: 18+ mdni, izuku x bully!fem!reader, all characters aged up, college au <3)
(tw: y/n is a "bully" in this universe, masturbation obvi)
"fuck... fuck!"
his hair stuck messily to his forehead as his fist pumped his enlarged cock-
again, for the second time today.
i'd been exactly 12 hours since you'd accidentally sent him a pic he knew wasn't for him.
that wasn't for you, but enjoy it i guess. no other girl would even give you the time of day.
the message stung in his chest because feminine attention wasn't something he'd ever gotten but it throbbed i his cock when he actually laid eyes on the image.
you were mesmerizing.
his mouth agape as the intimate pic sent waves through his body and stiffened his cock in one fell swoop. it was almost absent minded as his hips hitched forward, hand slipping under the band of his sweatpants to soothe the need.
now once again here he was, flush in the single person stall, eyes squeezed shut as he imagined your tits again. they were so close to spilling from the top of your bra, he envied whomever that image was for.
but now every scowl, every insult, every harsh critic thrown at him felt like heaven from you. he'd noticed before how breath-taking you were, how could he not. but now every ounce of attention made his body buzz.
thick ropes of cum shot from his bright pink cockhead as his chest heaved, hands gripping the counter behind him as he came down from an exhilarating high.
and as wrong as it felt- he couldn't wait to see you again later.
colored hair, unique makeup, dark sense of style. it matched your humor and you amused him. like some kind of happy accident you kept him on his toes, of course he'd never show it, but he liked- no loved- who you were.
even better when you'd tease him right back.
you weren't scared of him like everyone else, weren't scared of the powers he possessed and the measures the two of you had to take to be safe-
though you did notice there was a difference.
a difference between his glances to the other league members and you. a difference in how he spoke to you. low, calm, almost laced with a gentle sweetness like addressing a small animal might which run away. it was subtle but it was there.
at first what you thought was a wall was simply clear glass, keeping you within arms reach but wanting to be close to you. an invisible boundary that shattered as he woke up alongside you in the morning.
tomura wanted nothing more than to be close to you. like a begging dog his body ached to be near you. even info touching. following you from room to room as you go about your regular activities. you'd tease him and sometimes he'd shoot it back, sometimes he'd play dumb.
every time though he'd tingle with emotion, happy to hear your voice to him. he was extremely observant, doing small day to day things for you. cleaning your makeup brushes, replacing your eyeliners and lotions when they got used up.
adding new articles of clothing you liked to your wardrobe.
small things, that went almost unseen. but he'd do them a million times over for you.
something you didn't like? decayed. food wasn't great? decayed. stalkers, creeps, a simple weirdo from the train-
you guessed it- decayed.
his existence seemed to revolve around making yours greater, happier. worth more than anything you could imagine.
can i have a large drunk dabi who "forgets" he's your ex and decides he still needs a piece anyway
(missed you so much sok)
a/n: kitten!!!!! how have you been loca XD, baby i missed seeing you on my feed sm so happy to see you~
i've been slightly obsessed with your work too haha
(r: 18+ mdni, drunk ex dabi x fem!reader, tw: intoxicating smut)
"you shouldn't be here"
he'd sauntered in like he belonged there, kicking off his shoes and nearly stumbling over in the process. he reeked of brandy and regret but his eyes remained trained on yours with a body rattling
"but you know what you do to me"
his words were slurred, almost unintelligible and messy but his tone made it clear. you could practically hear the desperation sitting under his raspy tone. his large body hulking over you as you felt your back press against your front door. his large palm pressed against the wood above your head.
his lips hovering just above yours as his free hand rested on your waist, pulling you towards him. he liked the feelings of your hands against his torso, loved the way your wide eyes stared back at his own, half lidded of course.
a quick glance afforded you the sight of his growing cock in his pants, straining against the material, throbbing to be let loose.
"baby"
"you know we're not-"
"no baby don't-"
"to-"
"shhh"
he pressed a finger to your lips before replacing it with his own lips. his hands pulled you closer to him and you let him, melting into the touch you'd craved for so so long.
you let his mouth move down to your neck, teeth nipping into your skin as you let out small light moans. the sounds buzzed through his body, sending waves through his cock- his fingers digging deeper into your hips.
"i still remember~" he rasped, a chortle staining his words, rough fingers pulling down the neckline of your shirt to reveal your chest, his mind wanting nothing more than to pop that bra off your body.
(r: 18+, mdni, stoner!shinso x gn!reader)
(tw: pot, slight smut)
smoke hung heavy in the atmosphere as shinso blew more out of his mouth and into the night sky. there was a ringing of the doorbell from his home behind him. he sat up, tossing the leftover roach before sliding open the back screen door and slinking inside, shutting it behind himself as he moved across the house to the front door.
as the door opened you were greeted by his muscled chest and abs, healed scared decorating the canvas as his navy blue plaid pajama pants hung around his beginnings of his hips, slipping you a peak of his v-line. his hair draped messily around his head, falling to his shoulders as his rough right hand held the door. he gave you a grin-like smile, stepping out of the way as he welcomed you inside, shutting the door behind you.
"glad you could make it so late" he said, voice low and gravely, a hot rasp lacing his tone. you turned to him as his muscled arms wrapped around you, pulling you close.
"'m starting to wonder if you actually like me"
you pulled back, amused by his ramblings. "of course I do. I wouldn't be here if I didn't" you said, tone playful as he ushered you to the plush sofa.
"I know sweetheart."
the two of you sat and you looked up into his eyes. half-lidded and red, body loose and melty as he draped his arm over the back of the sofa.
"'m sorry it's so dim in here, I can turn on the-"
"no, keep it, I like it" you cooed back, sinking into his embrace as he pulled you closer. you looked up and him, giggling a bit as you did-
"that smile isn't gonna fade anytime soon is it?" you teased, making the hulking man beam and silently giggle too.
"can't help it" he let out, his tone so relaxed and yet the vibrato of it all sending chills down your spine. "chur just so pretty to me" he admitted sending his hand down your cheek.
he was so relaxed, laid of sexily as a cushion for you. all of his attention fixated on you as his deep slow breaths filled the silent space between you.
"so why'd you invite me over?" you asked, knowing the answer already. shinso pulled you closer, his scent addicting as it surrounded you.
"'m tryna relax and be happy tonight, I can't do that without you"
his fingers were wrapped around your throat, his other hand gripping your hips as he slammed into you, over and over again. You could hardly focus as your back slammed into the headboard, a noise ringing out as it cracked behind you. You might not have noticed, I mean how could you when all you could focus on was how good he was making you feel, but Katsuki did.
He didn’t stop though, he shuffled back on his knees a bit, pulling you on your back as his drilled into you, pushing your legs closer to your head, his hands gripping in the nooks of behind your knees, making sure to slam harder into your gspot as he did.
when it was all over he’d slow his rocking into you and probably laugh a bit as he pointed out the ruined headboard
embarrassment would fill over you but it for sure wasn’t the first time his roughness would effect not only you but the environment around you.
like the old bed, where your back was pressed to the headboard as bakugou’s strong right hand gripped the top, his older hand closing you under him, your head just above his chest as your legs sat hooked around his waist, his cock balls deep in your leaking hole
maybe he gripped too tight or maybe you just felt soo good, but the wood under bakugou’s grip cracked, snapping. you tried to look up, see what happened but his hand instantly moved to your waist as he sat back on his knees, pulling you on his cock as he bounced you atop him, your ass slapping hard into his thighs as his dark eyes looked into yours
“don’t get distracted, i’m not done yet” he said lowly, in a gruff tone.
he doesn’t mean too! you just feel so good the way your walls pull him in, suffocating his cock as he plunges it deeper into you. his hips stammer as he whimpers a bit, moans slipping from his lips as white lines of cum shoot from his cockhead, splurting into you as he noisy finishes.
and he is so embarrassed because of it.
he pulls his cock out, face red as his freckles contrast against his skin. “oh-oh baby i-” he doesn’t want to stop. he knows you’re not done yet and he’s silently cursing himself for being so sensitive. he moves, quickly sinking his fingers into your messy cunt, curling them as he expertly finds that sweet spot inside of you. his body gets hot as you moan out, and he moves fast keeping the same pace he was fucking you with as he breathes out small apologies, promising you he’ll make you cum a million times more.
his pretty cock doesn’t take long to get hard again, feeling how you clench around his soaked fingers, his cockhead throbbing in want for your warm pretty pussy again. he waits just a bit longer before sinking his cock into and giving you the best strokes you’ve ever taken
watching you cum on his cock is the best sight to him, his cock fucking you down from your high. he’ll only cum again if you let him, but be prepared for him to want even more to make sure you cum three times more than him.
he’s so needy for you, but he’ll make sure you’re well taken care of. every. single. time.