idk if you’re still doin requests with different characters but maybe
dilf!Kirishima x AFAB/fem reader nsfw; no quirk au, raunchy office scene. you can obv add your own spin to it not sure how detailed i should be
— 🧿 anon
The Things We Shouldn't Do
Warnings: nsfw, minors dni, aged up characters, cumplay, daddy kink, sub/dom dynamic, dom Kirishima, creampie, boss/employee, infidelity, sir kink, dacryaphilia, praise kink
Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x female reader
Author's Note: You can be as detailed as you want to be! Albeit be aware that the more detailed, the longer I might make it and thus the longer it'll take!
"Fuck!" You swore, bent over the desk of your boss.
Your breasts pressed against the surface of the desk, cheek against the wood grain as you felt his cock in your cunt. It felt far too good, truly, just laying there as Kirishima slammed into you. His hands were on your wrosts, pulling back as he buried his cock into you over and over again. You knew this was wrong. You knew it from the moment you had started this. He was married. He had kids. Yet you had become addicted to what he could do to you.
"Thats right. Fuck is right, babygirl." Kirishima grunted, red gaze watching your ass jiggle from his thrusts.
You were a moaning mess under him, mascara running down your face from tears at just how good Kirishima felt. Tears that Kirishima thought you looked good with. Your black pencil skirt pushed up to your waist and your white shirt was unbuttoned halfway down with your breasts spilling out of that black lace bra. Kirishima felt you tighten around his cock, groaning as it spurred him on to just fuck you harder.
"God! Fuck! Kiri!" You whined, "Right there! Please! Please, sir!"
You practically sobbed, feeling his cock hit your sweet spot. Kirishima leaned forward, inspecting your hickey covered neck before sinking his teeth in again. A loud gasp left your lips, "Kiri!" You cried out. You just wanted to chase that high, pushing the fact that his wife had been here just earlier out of your mind. After all, you knew it was wrong. You just didn't care.
"Cum around my cock, go ahead. Do it, sweetheart." Kirishima ordered, "Cum with me."
You let out another moan, letting a shrill "yes!" leave your lips. You were so close you were sobbing. You just wanted to cum, you just wanted to feel him cum. Was that so wrong? You didn't care if it was, feeling his cock slam into that spot over and over, stretching you open. Hell, practically splitting you open.
"Daddy!" You screamed, your walls tightening around his cock.
Kirishima groaned loudly, the new title spurring him on even more than "sir". "Fuck." He growled, rutting his hips against your ass, every thrust sounding loudly in the office. He nodded, "Yeah, I'm your fucking Daddy. Splitting that cunt wide open on my cock. Just like you deserve, such a good fucking girl."
You felt the orgasm rip through your body, screaming and sobbing in pleasure as you laid limp on ghe desk. You heard Kirishima let out a guttural, low moan as you came on his cock. He didn't slow down or stop, speeding up his thrusts, fucking his cock into you through your orgasm. Kirishima finally stilled inside of you, his cock twitching and erupting knside of you. You squealed, feeling the thick liquid pour into you. Kirishima began pulling out, still cumming. Both in and on your cunt, eyes lit up with satisfaction as he saw his cum dripping out of your cunt. You rolled over, your legs spread so he could have a better look. Kirishima smirked, watching a dopey smile spread across your face before looking back down to your cum covered groin. He reached down, slapping your clit before rubbing it. You lowly moaned.
You both knew it was wrong, he had a wife and kids after all, but neither of you cared.
Warnings: nsfw, minors dni, sub/dom dynamic, dom Dabi, cop/criminal, quirkless reader, degradation, mean dom, slight dubcon, slight oral fixation, slight choking, slight temperature play, use of whore, use of lamb
Pairing: Dabi/Touya Todoroki x gn reader
He slammed you against the wall in the alley, fingers wrapped around your throat as those ice cold eyes peered down at your form. Your gaze meeting his confidently, almost rebellious in nature. Even as you felt the heat at your neck, you didn't waver. Although perhaps attempting to take down someone like Dabi put you in a situation where fear would've been the more appropriate reaction. No, you decided, I can't think like that. Dabi's quirk was terrifying, you knew that, yet the defiance lit your eyes up despite that fear. The fear you refused to let show, the fear you refused to act on. Dabi had known heroes who had less bravery in his presence than you.
"Well, well." Dabi hummed, tapping a finger against your carotid artery.
"Something you've never seen." You grunted, wrapping a hand around his wrist, "The heroes will be here soon, I'm sure of it."
"For a little rat of a detective? I doubt that. You're putting a lot of stock in their morals, doll." Dabi retorted with a sarcastic scoff.
Naturally, Dabi had heard about you. You were a lost little lamb of a cop, delusions of grandeur being what they had to be, he supposed. After all, you were quirkless and a cop. It told Dabi two main things. One: you had been beat down all your life, thus your lack of visible fear. Two: you likely had once dreamt of being a hero. Dabi knew few quirkless people actually went on to become cops, opting to give up and pursue other jobs. Yet you didn't. Dabi was impressed.
"Shut it." You growled.
Dabi smirked, leaning in close, "But I could also... Use a favor. I'll even let you go in return."
You stared up at the villain, brows furthered. You were confused, to be completely transparent, however after a simple pressing of his hips to yours, you knew. Your face flushed red, you wanted to choke out some insult but the truth was that Dabi was hot. Not just because of his Cremation quirk but rather his apperance. Dabi grinned, leaning in close.
"You whore." Dabi cooed, "I bet you're getting off on the fact that I could do anything, right? Fuck you to my heart's content, Officier, and you'd just lay there and take my cock down your whore throat."
You opened your mouth to defend yourself, only for Dabi to slip two fingers into it. Your tongue pressed against his slender fingers, "Thats right. Just like that, bitch, oh this is going to be fun. You, me, that slutty fucking tongue. Just seeing how you take my cum down your throat."
And some Dabi x male reader w an oral fixation! Maybe it starts out with the reader nibbling and sucking on Dabi’s fingers and then escalates from there??
Suck, Doll
Warnings: nsfw, minors dni, finger sucking, oral fixation, oral sex (m receiving), sub/dom dynamic, dom Dabi, slight mean dom, praise, risky place, use of "doll"
Pairing: Dabi/Touya Todoroki x male reader
Dabi watched you sitting beside him on the cheap couch that Kurogiri bought for the bar. Namely, one for the games that left Shigaraki's room. He watched you suck his slender fingers, feeling that wet muscle press against and curl around his fingers. Dabi had no idea that it would be hot to him. Watching you suck on his fingers. The villain glanced up, despite knowing that Kurogiri had taken the lot of them to the store and wouldn't be back for ages. Dabi pulled his hand away from your mouth, a whine leaving your lips. Dabi was sure that you knew what it was doing to him.
"Fuck." Dabi grunted, unbuckling his jeans, "I can certainly give you something to fucking suck on."
If you were surprised, Dabi didn't notice. Albeit that didn't say much, his attention drifting to the needy throb of his cock. Dabi unzipped the skinny jeans, pulling his erection out. His blue gaze settling on you, shifting almost uncomfortably in your seat. He smirked, gaze settling on the bulge in your own pants. The very reason for your discomfort and almost sheepish state. He reached to the front of your shirt, pulling it towards him. You stumbled, just barely catching yourself.
"Rude." You huffed, face inches from his cock.
"Whats rude is you taking fucking forever, doll. Now, go on. Suck." Dabi grunted.
You pressed your lips against his tip, hearing the groan from the black haired villain. You could tell that Dabi was fighting the urge to tangle his hand in your hair and fuck his cock into your warm mouth. You opened your mouth, lowering your mouth around his warm cock. Another groan spilled from the villain's lips. His cock filled your mouth so well, tongue pressed against the side of his shaft. You could taste a bead of precum on your tongue, practically drooling at the taste of Dabi's cock and precum. His cock, his fingers, they both helped to solve your little oral fixation. One such issue that Dabi absolutely adored. Dabi loved watching and feeling you wrapped around his cock, tasting him.
"Fuck. Thats right. Good boy." Dabi growled, leaning back and laying his arms across the back of the couch.
Dabi closed his eyes, pressing his head back as he felt you suck his cock. He loved the feeling, how you used your tongue to feel up his cock in your mouth. Dabi had no doubt your own cock was begging for attention but, well, no one could say that Dabi was a selfless lover. No, Dabi was greedy.
