Toji comes home pissed. Finding you in the tub soaking, what better way to relieve some pent up stress?
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A strong hand snaked through your hair and pulled your head back. The sudden sting had you arching your back, your bare bottom rubbing up to his front.
“I can’t think straight- m’ not gonna be gentle…” Toji says harshly.
His voice was hot against your ear, the rough tone he used shot straight down to your core. He grinded into your center, feeling yourself begin to drip for the man that towered over you.
You could hear him unbuckle his pants with his free hand, understanding what he’s about to do next. Already naked, you look up and lock eyes with the dark haired man in the mirror in front of you.
The scar across his lips stands out, giving him that chiseled edge you’ve become so fond of. His black t-shirt is taught against his pecs, defining the layer of muscle he’s managed to put on in his line of work. At least that’s what you told yourself. Whatever he did for work, he wouldn’t tell you…
He had managed to come home while you were in the bath, you could feel leftover bubbles popping along your wet skin. The soap residue made your skin slick to the touch, not that he cared. Toji seemed to be in one of his seething moods, and you knew it was smart not to ask what had happened while he was gone.
He came home and immediately sought you out, finding you soaking in the tub and reacting immediately to your nakedness. Walking in, he said nothing but kneeled down to kiss you hard on the mouth, gripping the nape of your neck and pulling you towards the vanity. Water splashed out of the tub and onto the floor, creating a mess in the bathroom. He didn’t seem to give it a second thought; Toji only had one thing on his mind.
The cold porcelain of the sink grounded your thoughts as you watched Toji take you in. You hear his pants drop to the floor and feel his cock spring free of his briefs. His hard member slaps against your bare backside, hot compared to your goosebump covered skin.
As you catch his sight in the mirror in front of you, you manage to put out a reaction to his previous statements. You smile at him, breathless in your response.
“You know I don’t like it gentle, Daddy.”
Those dark words were all he needed to hear. Toji immediately lined his cockhead up with your entrance, slamming into you in one go.
The pain made you yelp, the stretch from the girth of his dick filling you up completely.
“That’s what I like to hear, little girl…” he groans out. The feeling of your soft walls gripping the length of him had his mind reeling. Your hot tightness was just what he sought you out for.
Continuing, Toji pulls out completely before slamming back down, your hips meeting his as you take on his entire length. Setting a brutal pace, he fucks into you without a care in the world.
“Uhh.. yes Daddy!” You scream out, encouraging his harsh thrusts.
Your body rocks against the cold vanity, your eyes forced on his as he holds your head in place. The mirror before you depicted the perfect image of his crazed lust. His eyes were feral as he fucked your hole. Tojis huge cock filled you up, using you as a sleeve for his own pleasure.
Removing his free hand from the softness of your backside, he brings it under your body to meet your clit. The rough pads of his fingers run circles on your tiny bud, driving you directly into a hard orgasm. Your climax hits you like a bus, knocking the wind out of you.
“Fuck- your cunt is squeezing me tight- that’s it, y/n… cum on my cock,” he tells you as he continues the brutal pace of his hips.
Your vision goes white as he fucks into your wetness. Toji steals your orgasm as if he was a thief and you a diamond dangling in front of him. He always overstimulated you in the bedroom, fucking you through your bliss… not that you ever complained.
You screamed out as you finished around him. With your legs going weak, he grips your hips with both hands to hold you up. You could barely think as he doesn’t allow you the privilege to properly come down from your high.
Slamming into your cunt, a squelching sound fills the bathroom. It bounces off the walls, mixing with your moans and Tojis grunts. He fucked you like an animal, the wet slapping sounds driving him into a further frenzy.
You notice him looking down at the same time you feel your ass cheeks being spread apart. You watch in the mirror as a hot glob a spit pours from his parted lips and drips down your crack. Spit mixes with your cum as you feel the wetness drip down to where the two of you meet his body meets yours.
“Oh god!” You scream out at the feeling of him probing your asshole with a thumb. Not enough to enter, but just enough pressure to send jolts of pleasure through your body.
He smirks at your shocked expression before looking down at you, mesmerized by the sight of your tight little hole puckering from his touch.
“Maybe not this time, Little girl… but I will have your asshole too.” He says, watching you come undone beneath him.
Moving his hands back to your hips, he picks up his pace once more. Your grip on the vanity was strong as you tried not to slam your head into the mirror in front of you from his force.
Toji groans as he nears his end, fucking your wet cunt and chasing his own release. Dirty words fell from his scarred mouth as he reached his high.
“That’s right, fuck- little girl, you always know how to make me cum… fuck… take it baby..”
He slams into you one final time, stilling as he empties his load into your warm cunt. You could feel the heat of it fill you up, the stuffed feeling amplified by the fact that he was still seated inside of you.
Hunching over, Toji massages your hips where his hands gripped your sides. He knew there would be bruises tomorrow, but damn if the thought of you wearing his marks didn’t turn him on once more.
Smiling, he stands and pulls out of you. You feel his cum leak from your pussy, pooling onto the wet floor. Bringing his hand down, he slaps the fat of your ass playfully.
“We’ll y/n… shall we take round 2 to the bedroom?”
Summary: Pro-Hero Dynamite is the perfect boyfriend in the media's eyes. The press constantly praises your relationship, but what they don't realize is that Katsuki Bakugo is insatiable behind closed doors.
Tags: Minors DNI!, Explicit, Yandere Behavior, Yandere Bakugo, Explicit Sex, Dacryphilia, Breeding, Established Relationship, Consensual but a little dub-con.
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Pro-hero Dynamite loved his precious little girlfriend.
In public he treated her like his delicate Princess… one who could shatter with even the lightest touch. The Press constantly hounded the top hero and his lover, snapping photographs of the blonde hero shielding you away from prying eyes.
He was seen holding doors open for you, maneuvering your bodies so that he’d be the one walking closer to traffic, and even holding up his coat as you rode up the escalator- hiding you from both the media and any creeps with wandering eyes. He was so sweet and affectionate, and so different from the way the public originally met him as a teen. The Press praised every single detail of your relationship, hailing him as the Prince Charming Hero.
But behind closed doors, that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Bakugo was never the man to be attracted to weak women. No, he knew you could take a punishment, and he wasted no time pushing you past your limits in the bedroom.
“You spoiled brat- don’t look at me like that,” he tells you.
Tears rolled down your face, mascara marks staining your cheeks as you kneeled before the pro hero. You cough, attempting to alleviate the pain and soreness in the back of your throat as you struggle to catch your breath.
Bakugo’s hard cock bobbed in front of your face. Its heavy girth weighed as you watched the angry red tip leak. His precum mixed with your spit, running down his shaft and onto his full sack.
“Tch- stupid bitch, you can’t even suck my cock right.” The fiery blonde scoffs at your behavior- gripping you by the back of your head and pulling you forward once more.
You open your mouth once more to accept him- forcing your coughs into silence as you eyed his member like a lollipop, ready to satisfy your sweet tooth. You were so ready to submit to him- your need to please could get him off from just the thought of it.
He uses a free hand to grip his length, bouncing it against your lips as if teasing you with a treat.
The saltiness coats your lips, as you eagerly keen for more. Bracing your hands on his strong thighs, you prepare yourself for what’s to come.
“You gonna suck my cock right this time, Princess?” He teases you, smirking at your neediness. “Gonna let me fuck that sweet throat of yours?”
“Y-Yes Bakugo.”
A loud smack silences you.
The pain is delayed, the shock sitting deep in your gut at the realization of the hit.
“My name isn’t Bakugo right now Princess.”
It’s all he says, giving you a moment to register the slap. Yes, it hurt- but you’ll be damned if the rough treatment didn’t drench your panties. You could feel the way your cunt throbbed, desperate to be played with. Your wetness soaked through, and you knew that if you were to look down- you’d see a mess between your thighs.
Yes, the media was correct in that Pro Hero Dynamite was the sweetest boyfriend ever. Yet, that’s not why you liked him. It was a plus, yes- but this feeling… this thrill, is why you yearned for the man.
“I- I’m sorry…” you whisper out before transitioning into a more confident tone. “Please Daddy… fuck my throat.”
A Cheshire smile cracks across the angry blonde’s face. How could he not fall for those precious puppy dog eyes of yours?
“That’s what I wanted to hear, Princess.”
You open your mouth up for him once again, hanging your tongue out and relaxing your throat.
Slowly, he feeds you his cock.
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It’s been hours.
And yet, the Pro-hero never stopped for more than a few moments. Mostly, because of yourself. You needing to catch your breath- to come down from the multiple orgasms Bakugo pulled from you. Your pussy ached at this point, but there was no stopping your partner until he achieved his goal.
You laid your cheek against the cool sheets- the thick scent of sex permeated the air as your eyes rolled back once more.
He had you on all fours again- except you no longer had the strength to hold yourself up. Your arms sat limp against your sides, face flat on the bed below as you clenched the sheets with your fists.
Bakugo held your ass high into the air, fucking himself into your weeping cunt as you clenched tight around him. If you weren’t hanging on for dear life, the force of his thrusts would send your body up the bed. He admired his pretty little girlfriend below him, being split open on his hard length, watching himself disappear deep inside of you with each movement.
“Fuuuuck baby- that’s right, cum on my cock.” He tells you, noticing the way you clenched down around him. He was mesmerized as he watched the thick ring of cream form at the base of his shaft.
Obsessed wasn’t even half of it. This man was absolutely mad for you.
His filthy words rang in your ear; you were unable to process just exactly what he was saying as you cum around him for what felt like the hundredth time tonight.
“Bakugo– I- Fuuuuuck,” you moan, eyes squeezing shut as tears spring freely down your face.
He was so lost in you, the Daddy act had been long abandoned as he listened to the way you cried out for him. His name on your lips was like a blessing… an answer to his prayers that you were everything he’s ever asked for.
You were numb all over- the only thing you could make out was Katsuki’s shaft buried deep inside of you, molding you into the shape of him. How he managed to still be so hard after so many rounds- the thought far from your mind as you listened to the way his still-heavy balls slapped against your swollen clit.
“Suki…” you cried out. “Please- ‘is too much!”
The overstimulation was too much- he forced orgasm after orgasm from you for what felt like hours. Truth was, he loved getting you drunk on his cock. Each and every moan he pulled from you was his version of winning, with your pleasure being his prize.
He looked down at you and smirked, admiring the tears, sweat, and cum that slicked across both of your bodies. It was a mess, and he intended for it to last just a little bit longer.
“Too fucking bad Princess, you’re my little cum slut to use and fill as I please. Now fucking take it.” He says as he slams into you. The driving force of his hips filled the room with wet smacking noises, his grunts accompanying your own cries.
You could only whimper in response- a cute sound that was like music to his ears.
Oh how he loved being mean to you, degrading you with every thrust of his hips... You accepted himself as he was- the only person to ever let him take his frustrations of being a top-hero out on. Of course he knew that you knew he loved you deeply- that this was just an outlet for you both to let go; you were tired of playing the perfect partner in public, and he needed to release some pent up stress. Truly, it was amazing how well you completed one another.
Your womb felt so full, stuffed to the brim by the previous loads Bakugo emptied inside of you. You were, in fact, his precious cum dumpster for the night. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think that he had the intention of knocking you up.
If only you knew how he saw the shitty Media’s article earlier that day.
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PRO-HERO DYNAMITE: AFRAID OF COMMITTING?
It had nothing to do with infidelity or anything of that nature, just a clickbait article that pinpointed on the length of time you two had been together. How there was no ring, no child, no legal tie to one another.
And he was dumb enough to click on it.
The marriage part he already had planned. He had a ring picked out for months that he was waiting for the right time to ask you. But the mention of a child together?
Fuck yeah Bakugo wanted to be a dad. He loved you to death, so thoughts of you full and pregnant with his child riddled his brain all day. He couldn’t stop thinking about it… the thought made him hard and his balls weighed heavily in his uniform because of it.
Fuck- he needed you.
And when he saw you after his patrol shift, the thoughts were still etched into his mind. He was going to make it happen. Tonight.
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“Agh- Fuck!” He growled, feeling the way you milked him dry. His balls twitched between his legs as he emptied yet another load into your tight heat.
“‘Suki- Fuck, ‘feels so good…” you groaned out, voice hoarse at this point from the countless times he’s made you cry out. You gripped the sheets as you arched your back into him- rocking your hips up and down his cock, making sure each drop of his seed ended up deep inside of you.
Strong hands dug into the flesh of your hips, no doubt leaving bruises of your time together. He molded himself against the fat of your ass, holding himself balls deep inside of your cunt as he humped his load further into your womb.
You felt the way his dick twitched as he decorated your insides with ropes of fresh cum, joining the previous finishes from earlier that night. Tears sprang free as you cried into the bed, the already wet sheets soaking up your whimpers as you feel him fill you once more.
“Katsuki…” you sighed out.
Overworked- overheated- overstimulated
The only three words that could be used to describe your current state..
But as Bakugo pulled out of you and flipped you over, you saw it there in his eyes. That same fire he had when coming home earlier that night.
Gripping you by the backs of your knees, he pushes your legs up against your chest and buries his weeping cock back inside of you, hissing at the overwhelming pleasure of his still-sensitive tip hitting your womb.
Fresh tears spring from your eyes as you let your boyfriend continue to ravish you- grinding himself down on your swollen clit as he watches your fucked-out reaction yearn for him.
“I’m far from done with you, Princess.”
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He watched you sit at the Todoroki dinner table, laughing while leaning in close to Shoto, whispering words into his ear that made the shy boy blush.
Dabi was disgusted at the image.
He stood across the street from the Todoroki household, no one detected that he was there. But there he sat, concealed and quiet as he watched you fit in with the hero family like he never could. It made him sick -- watching Shoto tenderly rest his hand high on your thigh…
That should be him- successful and powerful, gifted with a quirk that his body was adapted to. Shoto had it all… a strong quirk, a supportive group of friends, money from his hero work under Endeavor… even a beautiful fiance, you.
He scoffed with envy as he watched you blush under Shoto’s hand- that should be him making you flustered. It should be him marrying you… after all, you were his friend first.
That is, before you and the rest of his family thought him to be dead.
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It was years ago when you were in grade school. Only three years younger than him, he found you crying in the playground after school one day. He asked what had happened, and when he found your bullies… Well, let’s just say they never bothered you again.
From then on the two of you were inseparable. You spent a lot of time with one another, from walking to school together to playing on the weekends at the park. Your bond was close and strong. That was until Dabi’s quirk manifested. You watched him struggle and suffer around it, burning him with each and every use.
It broke your heart, and one day it finally made you snap.
“I can’t keep seeing you do this to yourself!” you screamed at him. “You need to stop Touya, it’s going to kill you, please…” You begged him with tears in your eyes, hoping he’d realize how much this was destroying him.
You sobbed as you stared at him; charred hands and bright blue eyes stared back.
“I can’t… I have to be the strongest… You don’t understand!” He screamed back at you, just as bleary eyed. “You don’t know what it’s like because your parents aren’t even heroes anymore- they’re losers!!”
You couldn’t believe his words… they hurt, were said out of anger. Touya knew that your parents were forced to retire from the hero business early- they were hurt badly and left with little use of their quirks. It was only years later did you finally understand Touya’s anger and frustration.
But still, you couldn’t help your next words as you threw them in his face. “I never want to see you again Touya!” You ran away, not looking back at the face of regret.
That was the same night Touya went to the mountains and never came back.
It broke your heart when you realized what had happened- you went back to the Todoroki household the next day to apologize, only to find Shoto at the door, eyes rimmed red from crying.
That was when he told you what had happened. Your world fell apart… you didn’t laugh anymore, barely ate… only followed the pattern of everyday life. It was like you were a statue.
Slowly though, Shoto was there for you and you for him. You helped each other through the worst of what had happened. As the years passed, you became good friends. From there, you grew up together through adulthood and one day Shoto finally confessed his feelings for you.
You were over the moon, agreeing to his proposal almost immediately. The two of you had been through thick and thin, your support for each other was endless and you would always be by his side. Each time you looked at Shoto, you saw his kindness shine through, and you couldn’t wait to spend the rest of your life with him.
So here you sat, comfortable with the Todoroki family enjoying a family dinner before Shoto’s patrol shift. It was a lovely meal, you and Rei have gotten close during the years so you helped her prepare it.
However, when you feel Shoto place his hand on your thigh…
Well, let’s just say you couldn’t wait for him to come home later that night.
After dinner you and Shoto went your separate ways- him out to his patrol shift in the city, and you back to your shared apartment, awaiting the moment he walked through that door.
The thought of being intimate with Shoto made you eager, you could barely get ready for bed that night knowing he’d be home in the early hours just before dawn. You chose your favorite pink slip to wear, the white lace edges tickling the tops of your thighs as you pulled the covers down the bed.
You opted for no underwear- wanting to leave no barrier for your future husband. Laying down for the night, you smile… drifting to sleep with dirty thoughts in your mind.
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How dare she, he thought.
The little pink nightie shouldn’t be wasted on Shoto- he wouldn’t appreciate you for the diamond you were. You belonged to him… you were meant for him, not his bratty baby brother.
Dabi had followed you back to your apartment. Of course he knew where you lived- he even had a little hiding spot on the rooftop of the next building. Here he spent hours watching you…
Watching you wait for Shoto to come home like a good little housewife. Watching you cook him meals and pamper him with praise. He saw your every move.
He’s watched you for a long time… but tonight? Tonight was too much. He admits to himself that he shouldn’t have followed you to the Todoroki household, but your pull on him was just too strong. And watching Shoto place his hand on your leg? It was too much, it made it all too real...
It was close to your wedding date, and seeing you tonight with Shoto’s hand clasped on your thigh, possessive and confident that you were his? Dabi wasn’t going to allow it any longer.
No… you were his, and tonight, you were about to find out just who exactly you belonged to.
He waited until he was confident that you were asleep as he hopped down from his place in the building next door. By maneuvering through the fire escapes he was able to easily land on your balcony.
Dabi watched you through the glass, seeing your soft chest rise and fall with each breath you took. He saw your nipples- hardened from the cool night air as they poked through the satin fabric of your slip.
Oh, you were definitely his tonight. And in this moment, Dabi decided that you were going to remember this night for the rest of your life.
Opening the glass door (you should really keep that shit locked), he effortlessly walks into your bedroom, shutting the door behind him with a loud thunk.
The noise startles you- immediately shooting up the bed and searching for the noise. As you rub the sleep from your eyes- you see a tall figure backlit by the moonlight sky behind him.
“Sho? Is that you?” you ask.
Dabi smiles, mean with intent as he answers your question. “Not a chance, Princess…”
You panic- not recognizing the deep voice of the man that just said those words. He moves before you could get off the bed- a scream threatening to rip through your throat. But he was quick, slamming a hand over your mouth before you could even get the breath in.
A smokey smell filled your nose, it was almost blinding as the man filled your senses with scents of cigarettes and cedar. You try to fight, but he easily overpowers you, covering you with his body and pining you beneath him.
He made his way between your legs, laying on top of you and waiting for your fight to die out as you struggled against him. The man leans down to level with your face, looking deep into your eyes and whispering your name. He talks you down and through your anger- finally feeling your body go limp with exhaustion after just a few minutes. He could clearly see your confusion as he whispered your name.
“Now I’m going to let go, Princess… and you’re not going to scream. If you do…” he lifts his other hand, igniting his burnt palm in a bright blue flame. “Well, if you do…you’re not going to like the results.”
The flashy show of his quirk was enough to scare you into silence, and you nod your head in agreement. Slowly, he removes his charred palm from your mouth.
With tears in your eyes, you dare ask him “H-How do you know my name?”
A grin breaks out across the man’s face, flashing his white teeth and stretching the scars on his skin… it makes your stomach drop as you feel the malicious intent behind his cheshire smile.
“Princess… how could I ever forget the only person I’ve ever saved?”
He reaches down to caress the side of your face. Softly, his thumb brushes against your cheek as you look up at him dumbfounded.
You thought and thought about who this man could be… It was only until you saw the dim night sky bring in enough light to flash against his eyes.
They were bright blue.
The only blue you could ever recognize… the same crystal blue eyes of your dead childhood friend. At least, that’s what you thought… your stomach drops at the realization.
“T...Touya?”
His smile broke out across his face and that’s when you noticed the staples. They lined his smile, snaking its way down his purple, scarred skin and disappearing under his white t-shirt.
Burns- you realize. The kind caused by his own quirk.
“Is it really you, Touya?”
“In the flesh, Princess…”
He laughed then, a throaty sound that filled your ears with both confusion and dread. It was more like a cackle coming from him. You weren’t able to get a single word in as he leaned down and pushed his lips to yours.
Your hands came up to his shoulders as you attempted to push him off of you, your panic obvious as you cried out into the kiss.
Dabi wasn’t having it- annoyed at your sorry excuse for fighting as he grabs your wrists and hoists them over your head. His strong legs come between your own as he pushes your knees far apart, accommodating his tall and lean figure.
Releasing your lips, he grins wide as he looks down at you. “You’re fucking mine- you’ve always been mine- and you’ll always be mine.”
You felt it then- the burning sensation on your wrists.
You kick and scream against him as you feel his quirk activate against your wrists- the pain searing as he branded your arms with his power.
His manic laugh fills the room, overpowering your screams as he enjoys dishing out your punishment for being with Shoto.
“Don’t think that my pathetic little brother deserves you- I’m about to show you just how much you’re missing.”
He holds you down by your charred wrists, bringing his face back down your lips. His heated mouth meets yours with passion and fervor, he forces himself into your mouth, his tongue playing with your own as you cry out into the kiss.
Your lower body struggles against the weight of his, attempting to buck and kick out at him, but it was no use. Touya had you trapped- and you were his for the taking.
He releases your mouth for a moment, looking down at your pathetic form beneath him. Sobs raked through your body, exhaustion from fighting him off setting in. It pangs a part of his heart- the only part of his soul that had feelings left for you.
A hand comes back to your cheek, and you flinch as he places it on your face to wipe away your tears.
“Shhh Princess… I don’t want to do this, but you just make me so crazy.”
He pushes his lips against yours again, holding your wrists with one hand while the other pulls your breasts free from your slip.
Your nipples meet the cool air of the night as his hand massages your tits, using his fingers to pinch at the hardened buds. It fucking hurt… but at the same time, the bites of pain sent shivers down your spine.
You could feel the way he pressed his clothed erection against your bare pussy.
“Nnnggh! No!!” you cry out as you feel him grind on you.
“No? No, what Princess? No- don’t fuck you? No- don’t make you cum? Look at you!” He tells you, blue eyes blown wide as he admires your cunt. “You’re fucking dripping for me already, you dirty little whore.”
As much as you hated his words, they were true… You felt the way his bulge dragged through your glistening folds with ease. You were insanely wet – even after being burned. You didn’t want to feel like this, Shoto was never this rough with you- but you had to tell yourself that the only reason you felt heated like this was because you went to bed with thoughts of your fiance in mind.
“Shoto could never do what I can… just wait and see my little slut.” He told you as if reading your mind.
He reaches between your bodies, his coarse fingers easily finding their way to your wet folds. Gathering your juices, he brings his fingers up towards your clit and rubs them against your bud.
“Ooo.. no!” You cry out, but your body betrays you by bucking further into his hand.
“That’s it Princess… let me make you cum.” He sneers.
Releasing his hold on your wrists, he tells you to stay still as he sinks two fingers into your waiting cunt. He buries his digits deep, massaging your inner walls and brushing against your g-spot.
As you grind your hips against his hands, you begin to lose your mind to the pleasure as he drives you towards bliss.
“Fuck- you’re so fucking cute, that’s right cum on my fucking hand.” He tells you, finger fucking you fast and hard.
He curls his fingers into you, running against your deepest spots. He matches the speed of the fingers on your clit with the way he drives his other digits into you. It drove you mad, squinting your eyes shut as you’ve never been brought so close to orgasm this fast in your life.
“T-Touya… I-” You couldn’t get the words out as he played with your body.
He pumped his fingers faster, alternating between rubbing circles and pinching your little hardened clit. The pain and pleasure melted together, and soon enough you forgot your entire situation.
You forgot about your wrists, the fact that Touya was still alive, and that he broke into your apartment for revenge.
All because you were engaged to Shoto.
“Focus on me Princess..” he demands of you, his tone slightly annoyed. “Watch me make you cum over and over again.”
He maneuvers his body, taking his fingers from your clit and making you groan out in frustration. It made him smile at your slight irritation, but he knew you would soon regret it.
Now holding himself up with one hand, he used the other in your cunt to finger-fuck you to finish. The squelching sounds of your sopping cunt mixed with your moans as you squeezed his hand tight.
He slammed his fingers into you, roughly fucking you with his hand. You could feel everything- each slap of his palm against your swollen clit, the way the staples of his hand bit your soft skin, and each fingertip dragging against your tight heat.
“Touya… I- I’m gonna!”
He laughs, cutting you off as he watches you cum hard. You squirt onto his hand- covering your bed and his pants with yourself. He sees the way your eyes roll back as your pussy sucks him in for more.
You attempt to put your hand on his wrist, mumbling words of “No more- ‘is too sensitive…”
But he wasn’t having it.
“Oh come on Princess.. Give me another!” He bellows.
Dabi doesn’t slow his pace, keeping his speed and strength as he fingers the soul from your body. It wasn’t but a few moments before he felt another wave of wetness coat his wrists. He reaches out with his free hand- gripping you by the throat as you mumbled and begged him to stop.
“I-unghhh!” you cry, muffled by the way he cuts off your airway.
“One more… one more baby, you can do it- give it to me” he tells you.
You can only feel at this point, your other senses cut off from the world as Touya’s hand around your throat and in your cunt drive you mad with pleasure.
Once he feels your third orgasm hit you, does he release your throat.
You gasp for breath as tears spring free from your eyes. “Fuuuuckk!!!” you cry, sitting up as his fingers bury themselves into your cunt. “Fuck fuck fuck… T-Touya….!”
His name on your tongue sent him into a frenzy. Hearing the way you screamed his name as you came was something he never thought he’d get to hear in this lifetime. It was like music to his ears as he curled his digits into your heat.
Letting you just barely come down from your high, he removes his touch from your body. Watching you fall back into the destroyed sheets, he takes a moment to stand up and remove his clothes.
You were too fucked out to notice, of course. The exhaustion of cumming so much in mere minutes is enough to make you collapse.
He watched you with a smile on his face, eager to enjoy your fucked out state even more.
It wasn’t until he was completely naked and back on the bed did you realize what he intended.
“T-Touya… no…” you whimpered as he moved your body.
Your fight was still weak. He inwardly smiled as he knew you were faking being so weak. He knew you wanted this – would even grow to crave this.
After all, no one could fuck you like he can.
“Hush Princess,” he tells you as he maneuvers you onto your knees.
The upper half of your body was down on the bed, your weakened wrists unable to hold yourself up in a doggy position. This wasn’t something Dabi disliked, though.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he tells you as his hands massage the fat of your ass.
Your lower body was high in the air- and as he pressed against your lower back, you automatically arched into his touch.
He smiled at that detail… it was like you were already a trained bitch.
“Such a dirty girl…” he calls you.
You can feel him rub his shaft through your soaked folds, running the tip of his cock through your juices before bringing it towards your entrance.
“Uhnngh…” is all you could really say, words lost as you accepted what was about to happen.
Slowly, Touya pressed his shaft into you.
You moaned into the bed as he stretched you wide open over his cock. He was huge- his girth impressive as was his length. Inch by inch he sank himself deeper into you until his front met your back.
“Fuuuck-” he growls, your heat sucked him in deep. “You’re so fucking tight Princess… I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”
“Ngh- nooo…” you cried, attempting to reach back and push against his abs. “Touya- please…”
“Tch-” he was actually annoyed now- swatting your hand away and bucking his hips into you instead.
The action made a moan slip from your lips. He knew you enjoyed this deep down, he planned to keep going and keep his promise. Gripping your hips tight, he pulled out of you slowly only to slam back inside.
Your body was pushed forward, each thrust he gave you threatening to send you flying up the bed. He pounded into you from behind, rocking the headboard against the wall of your apartment.
“Don’t even think about it- can you hear that Princess? Hear the way your cunt sucks me in… you’re such a dirty little slut, making me feel like this.” He spats at you.
“Mm.. Fuck… Touya- I-... I-”
“What is it Princess?” He fucks you rough, his fingers squeezing your ass hard and no doubt leaving bruises in the shape of his hands.
“I- I’m sorry! I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!” You cry the words over and over again, your tears falling and being soaked up by the bedding.
“Well, It’s too late for that.” He tells you, venom lacing his voice.
He continues his onslaught on you, angling his hips downward to brush against your sweet spot.
“Fuuuuck!” you cry out- that place was so sensitive and tender from his abuse earlier. It doesn’t stop him though from pounding against it, pushing you over yet again.
You cream around his cock- screaming his name as you finish with his shaft still inside you.
“Shit-” he bites out, the feeling of your pussy tight as he looks down at your entrance.
Touya was mesmerized by the sight- seeing the way his shaft disappeared into the tightest little pussy he’s ever had. Your squirt was creamy, coating his cock completely and leaving a ring of pleasure at the base of his shaft.
He was absolutely hypnotized- watching the way your hole twitched as he thrusted into you.
“Fuck- Fuck fuck FUCK,” he groans… It was too much – you were too much – and he was hooked.
You were fucked out of your mind, overwhelmed with pleasure as you attempted to crawl away form his onslaught.
Dabi didn’t like that, though. He hiked his leg up, bringing his foot and resting it against your cheek. The action forced your lower body even higher in the air as he held you in place for his thrusts.
You could barely breathe as his foot pushed your face deep into the wet sheets, his grip hot on your hips as he slammed into you over and over again. Each thrust brought the kiss of his heavy balls against your swollen clit- you can hear the way his skin slapped against yours in a sex-crazed frenzy.
“Ngh- Touuyaaaa” you moaned, the sound muffled by his foot.
“Fuck- I’m gonna cum Princess… you’re too good, such a little tight slut for me…” he moans out, losing himself into you.
“Nooooo…! No!” you attempt at getting away again, not wanting him to finish inside of you. “No! Not inside!” you scream.
“Gahh- Fuck!” he says, loving that your fight has returned. It was no use though, Dabi pounded his cock into your tight cunt, driving himself as deep as he could go. His tip kissed your cervix with each thrust, sending your eyes back as you cried for help.
It made him laugh. Your sorry attempts were no use- he was going to fill you up completely.
“Ahh Princess… You can scream, but no ones going to help you. You’re mine.” He says as he drives himself into you.
His movements begin to get sloppy, the force of his hips getting lighter as he nears his end. “Fuck- you better get away Princess!” he laughs at you, his cackle manic as he watches you scratch and claw at your bed sheets.
“That’s right- fight back baby… You don’t want me to cum inside of you? The way you’re squeezing me tells me otherwise. Ah- fuck!”
With one final thrust of his hips, Dabi stills completely inside of you. The tip of his cock invades your womb as he releases thick, hot ropes of seed into your little cunt. He fills you from the inside out, his shaft twitching as he breeds your body.
“Uhngh- no… please…” Your body shook with sobs as you accepted what was happening. You felt so full and small underneath him, with his cock buried deep inside of you and the heat of his cum burning your body as if it were liquid fire.
“Shhh Princess…”
You listened to him act like he cared, but little did you know that deep down he hated seeing you so unhappy. You would learn to love this, eventually your mind would catch up and see how much your body enjoyed it.
After a few moments, he pulls himself out of you. He takes his foot off your head but keeps his hands glued to your hips to watch your greedy hole.
You can hear his grunts of satisfaction as he watched your swollen pussy drip with his release. It pools onto the bed below your body, mixing with the wetness of the many times you came tonight. Turning around, you watched as he began to put his clothes back on.
He kept his heated gaze on you- your eyes locking as he pulled the shirt over his head and stepped into his pants. It was silent as you processed the events of the night.
Hate simmered in your eyes as Touya put his shoes on, turning to leave just as he arrived. Before closing the balcony door behind him, he turns and looks at you.
“You’re going to fuck Shoto when he gets home… And just know that in 9 months, the kid that’s going to pop out is mine…”
His cold laugh sent chills through your entire being- watching him cackle with resentment in your eyes. You were silent as he turned to leave, thinking of the villain he’s truly become.
You can feel each staple across his palm as it digs into your soft skin. He currently had you against the wall, lifting you by the neck and pressing you into the exposed brick behind you. The coarse material dug into your back as you locked eyes with your captor.
Dabi
As you struggled to breathe, you could only writhe under his grasp as he took in your smaller form. His grip tightened at your movements, cutting off even more of your airway. He was getting frustrated with your fight against him.
“Stop struggling, or you won’t like what comes next.”
He grinned down at you, noticing the moment his words register in your head. You stopped fighting his grip then, relaxing your body against his. After a moment passes, he releases his hold on you.
Your body crumpled to the floor. As you hunch over at his feet, you struggle to catch your own breath. Minutes tick by as he watches you heave for oxygen below him. Finally, you look up.
He stood over you. Although you’ve gotten used to his presence, you never really took him in until this moment. Your eyes bulge in shock as you take in his massive size compared to your own smaller stature. Tall and fit to perfection, you notice not even his scars can hide his masculine features. He only wore dark pants and a white t-shirt, showing off his strong chest and build. As you trail your eyes upward, he notices you staring. Dabi’s eyes meet yours as he grins down at you.
Cool leather kisses your jaw as you feel his booted foot tilt your head up to him. His hands were in his pockets, looking down at you with a nonchalant and uncaring gaze. Locking eyes with yours, his smile widens with malice.
“You don’t look too bad from up here, Princess. Broken is a good look on you.”
Reaching down, Dabi replaces his boot with a hand. This time, instead of gripping your neck he tilts your jaw towards him, the gesture surprisingly soft. He pauses to gauge your reaction, reading your emotions to determine his next actions.
Fuck it, he thought.
Crouching down, he pulls your face in. Hot lips meet yours as he holds your head to his.
You begin to panic at the realization of what Dabi is doing. This isn’t what you wanted, nor expected, when stumbling into the League of Villains’ hideout.
It’s been a few days now. You didn’t mean to do it, you were just walking along minding your own business when your curiosity got the best of you.
You thought it was just a regular bar, but when you soon realized it was the infamous Shigaraki’s hideout, things soon changed. If you weren’t such a dummy and kept your cool, you wouldn’t have been captured in the first place.
At first they didn’t know what to do with you, most wanted to kill you immediately. But things changed once Dabi volunteered to watch over you until they could figure out whether you had a valuable quirk or not.
So here you’ve been, locked in an abandoned room with continuous checkups from the flame user himself. A man with a quirk that could incinerate you instantly. A man that currently slipped his tongue inside your mouth. A man that, although you hate to admit, you were attracted to.
You groaned under him at his sudden actions, trying desperately to pull yourself from him. His face moves away from yours as he takes in your swollen lips.
He teases you with his words, “C’mon Princess… this'll be fun, I know you’re into it…”
Dabi leans back into you, cupping your face in both hands as he presses his lips to yours once more.
You don’t want him to continue, but heat starts to build up inside of you. Your body wins its fight against your mind as your lips welcome his warm embrace.
His pierced tongue enters your mouth forcefully, wrapping around yours and playing with it. You try to keep your mind blank, letting him have his way with you without showing much of a reaction. Cold metal dances along your tongue, you could clearly make out the taste of him. Iron and a sort of smokiness takes over your senses. Surprisingly, you don’t seem to hate it… It was masculine and warm, almost welcoming as his dominance engulfed you.
It’s just easier to give in, you think. Maybe he’ll be quick and let me go.
Dabi moved a hand to grip your hair, pulling your head back and forcing your gaze on his. You whimpered at the sudden pain. He smiled down at you, thinking about how pretty you looked like that.
“My my… we’ve barely just begun and you’re already a mess. This’ll be more fun than I thought…”
His sentence trails off as he kisses your lips one last time, biting down on your bottom lip before pulling away. The action elicited a moan from you, a sound he quickly found himself enjoying.
Standing up, Dabi never releases his hold on your head. He dragged you towards the old bed in the room that you’ve been imprisoned in, a mattress on a squeaky box spring. No pillows, no blanket, he had nothing to move out of his way.
His pull on your hair had tears leaking from your eyes; pain radiated from your scalp. With his strength, he threw you onto the bed.
Quickly, you turned yourself to face him, pushing yourself up the bed in an attempt to put space between the two of you. His smile was mean.
“You know you can’t escape, Princess… just give in and maybe you’ll enjoy this too.”
Dabi slowly removed his pants, undoing his belt as he watched you shiver in fear on the mattress. Bringing his pants down, his grins at your reaction to his growing bulge.
Your eyes widen at the sight, you don’t want to know what’s behind the tight tent of his boxer briefs. Looking at the size of it, you know it’s huge without even seeing it in the flesh.
“Dabi… please…” You try to plead with him.
“Please? Please what, Y/n? Please fuck you?”
He laughs then. It was deep and maniacal. He truly was crazy.
“Well, if you insist….”
Removing his shirt, he kneels on the bed before you. He cages your body between his arms as you lay beneath him.
Your tears were dry now as you looked up at him. You knew he wasn’t going to let you go, he would never betray Shigaraki’s orders. With one last pleading look, you accepted your fate.
He leaned down towards you and placed a hard kiss on your mouth. Your eyes shut tight, not wanting to think too much about what was happening. Maybe he was right, you could enjoy this too?
His mouth left hot kisses across your jaw as you turned your head to the side. You could feel his smile against your neck as he sucked your soft skin, leaving marks and bruises in his path. He places a hand on your waist and you tense, your eyes opening to lock eyes with his.
“Relax, Princess. This won’t hurt…” He grins, “unless you move too much.”
His palm starts to heat against you, a small flame ignites your clothing. Your breath hitches, you try to follow his orders to stay as still as you can. Your clothing catches fire from his palm, the controlled burn working its way from the spot he touched.
You look down as you watch the flames dance along your clothing, burning everything in sight. After a few moments, you were left in nothing, black ash was all that remained of your clothes. Completely nude, you felt even more vulnerable than before.
Dabi takes your body in with greedy eyes, groaning at the view of your budded nipples now that they were exposed to the cold room. Immediately, his lips lock on one and he sucks. You moan as his tongue circles it, a warm hand coming up to play with the other. He switches between the two, leaving bite marks across your chest.
You groaned out at his touch, he was gifting you with bits of pleasure followed by short bites of pain. The opposite feelings were messing with your head, you needed more from him.
After a sharp pop of his mouth on your nipple, he looks up at you from his place at your chest, waiting to hear your pleas.
“Dabi…”
Gloating from your desperate tone, he massaged your breasts at a slow, leisure pace. Tweaking your nipples, he had you moaning for him once more.
“What do you need, Princess?” He asks you.
Lost in your own thoughts, you tried bargaining with yourself… were you really about to stoop so low as to beg this villain for pleasure?
A sharp pinch suddenly made you yelp.
“Y/n, I am not a patient man… tell me what you want.”
“I-I… I need you.. Please…”
“And where do you need me…?” He smiles.
You gave in, knowing you’d tell him anything at this point.
“I need you to touch me… down there… please, Dabi…”
He loved to see that look on your face, couldn’t wait to have you dumb on his cock. He was giddy at the thought of seeing you drool for him.
“I’m not just going to touch you, Y/N. I’m going to fuck you until you break….”
His harsh words registered in your mind, you had no choice but to submit. Dabi knew that he had won when your only response to his words was a soft moan.
He growled before taking your hands and holding them over you. As he licked and sucked your neck, a free hand came down to play with your core. Having him touch the place you needed him most, your legs immediately parted. He moaned into your ear the moment he felt your wetness.
All the heat that had been building inside of you collected itself at your center. Dabi’s teasing words and promises turned you on.
Rough fingers met your folds as he groaned at your wetness. He ran his fingers up and down your dewy lips as he continued his taunts.
“Mmmm…you’re so wet, Y/N. Do I have you all hot and bothered?” He whispers into your ear.
His teeth bite your ear lobe, teasing you even more with soft licks and pants. It was messing with your mind as you parted your legs even further.
He took your open opportunity to finally sink a finger inside of you. You moaned out at the intrusion as he caressed your walls.
“So fucking tight… we’re gonna have so much fun babygirl..”
The pet name had you blushing, you didn’t expect him to be so good at treating you like this. Originally you thought he would just fuck you dry….but this is different. This is one of your worst fears coming true. Dabi was acting in a way that would make you come crawling back, and that thought scared you the most.
Another finger entered your pussy, you could hear how wet you were for him. You couldn’t help it, it felt so good. The flame user was playing you like a fiddle.
Suddenly he shifted, increasing the pace of his fingers, curling them up into your softest spot. He was determined to bring you to orgasm at least once before ruining you.
“Cum for me, Princess…. That’s it, cum on my hand…”
His palm slapped your clit with light movements, your moans filled the room. As you climbed to your peak, all you could do was lock eyes with him as he watched you come undone.
“Fuck- I’m… I’m cumming…” you groaned out.
White filled your vision as you came on Dabi’s hand. He slowed the pace of his fingers as your body went limp beneath him. He removed his hand from your pussy, admiring the juices that coated him.
“So fucking pretty like that…. You’re such a good girl.”
He was petting the top of your head like a dog, showering you in praise. Your fucked-out face looked up at him as you relished his words. He noticed that his fingers were still coated in your finish, bringing them up to your lips.
His soft smile turned into a grin of malice as he stuck his fingers into your mouth. You immediately gagged on his digits, tasting yourself on them. The harsh action waking you up from your bliss.
“There we go… such a good slut, cleaning my fingers.. Suck on them,” he said, pushing his hand far enough to trigger a gag from you. “Fuck… that noise makes me hard.”
Removing his hand from your mouth, he pulls your face up and kisses you. He could taste your release on your soft lips as he moaned into you.
Dabi reaches for one of your hands, bringing it up to his boxers and placing it on his clothed erection with a smirk on his lips. You gasp out at how hard he is.
“Don’t just sit there Princess.. Play with me…” He teases you, smiling at the shock on your face.
Hesitantly, you pull his boxers down. His hard cock springs free, slapping against his scarred stomach. He was huge… Long and thick, he had veins that danced around his shaft. Right beneath his flushed tip, a sparkle of jewelry sat. The barbell caught your eyes as you reached in and touched it with your thumb.
He hissed through his teeth, “Careful baby girl… I’m pretty sensitive right now. Although I’d love to finish on your face, your sweet cunt is too tempting..”
You blush at his perverted words, but continue with your actions. Wrapping a hand around his girth, you pump him slowly, eliciting swears from his lips. Confidence building, you stick your tongue out towards his tip, licking his slit and collecting the precum that pooled there.
Groaning, he grips your head and guides your mouth onto his length. Bracing yourself on the bed, you let him take control. He growls out when you stick your tongue out, dancing across his piercing the bottom of his cockhead.
Drool drips from your lips as he looks down at your face, he smiles before holding your head still. Suddenly, he slams his dick into your throat, forcing you to swallow his length.
You begin to panic when he doesn’t move and tears start to pool in your eyes.
“Relax your throat, Y/N…Fuck- it feels so good…”
He pulls out after a moment of listening to your struggles, only to slam himself back in. He fucked your throat fast and all you could do was take it. His erection was heavy in your mouth, with each thrust your nose met his base. You were surrounded with his scent, it completely consumed you. The saltiness from your tears mixed with your spit and his precum. His balls slapped your chin, picking up the drool from your mouth. Dabi looked down and groaned at the mess beneath him.
“Fuck princess.. That’s it…shit- so pretty like that, just for me…”
He knew he needed to stop before he finished too quickly. Reluctantly, he stilled himself inside your throat. Your panic soon ceased as you massaged his dick with your tongue. Dabi swore once more before pulling himself out of you with a pop on your lips on his tip.
Not waiting anymore, he grabs you by the hair once again, making you cry out.
“Shut up, whore… you’re here to be used as a hole, now put your ass in the air.”
Shifting your positions, he throws you onto your stomach and lifts your hips up. You were keen on listening to his demands, so you arch your back and put your butt in the air like he asked.
Hot hands massage your ass cheeks, almost too warm to bear but you don’t think about trying to move out of the way. His actions and words have you confused, one moment he’s soft and giving, the next he’s angry and taking it out on you. You think about how he’s more hot and cold rather than just hot…
Those thoughts are soon washed from your mind as you feel the bite of the staples on his palm. One, two, three times he spanks you. The cracks of his hand on your ass echoes through the quiet room.
You cry out, body shifting forward from his force. Immediately you put yourself back into position, not wanting to feel the wrath of his flames as well. You sniffled as the pain increased from his spankings, your backside felt like it was on fire.
“What’s this?” He asks, “Are you crying now?” He stops his movements, placing his palms back on your ass cheeks and massaging the painful bruises.
“N-no…” you hiccup, wiping your tears on the mattress under you.
“Well suck it up, Princess… only babies cry.” He laughs then, taunting your tears and pain.
His words make you angry. Not thinking, you scream out, “Fuck you, Dabi!”
A tense silence fills the room.
You couldn’t believe the words that just fell from your lips. His stillness was brooding; it didn’t help that you still couldn’t see him with your face smashed into the bed.
Nails begin to dig into the fat of your ass, squeezing rather than massaging. A hand removes itself…. Only to come down hard on your backside. You scream at the burning pain he’s left on you; you felt like you were on fire.
Dabi activated his quirk this time, you were sure of it. The burning sensation radiated an unpleasant numbness on your behind, soon molting into a throbbing sensation... You couldn’t believe what was happening, the motherfucker just branded you.
“Now now, Y/n… that should teach you a fucking lesson. You’ll be sure to remember me for the rest of your life.”
You didn’t want to know what the damage was, the pain was blinding as you did your best not to pass out. Soft sniffles filled the room’s silence as you tried your best not to allow him your tears, not that he cared anyway.
Continuing his actions as if nothing happened, he spreads your cheeks and smiles at what he finds.
“You must be a little bit of a masochist, huh? You’re soaked down there, Princess…”
He runs his fingers up and down your folds. Despite the pain you were in, the pleasure it gives you is almost amplified against the soreness of your backside. You moan under his gentle touch.
Again, he’s messing with your head by treating you softly after the torment of his quirk. Continuing, you feel his fingers replaced by something else.
The tip of his dick probes your entrance, collecting your wetness before slowly lining himself up. At a steady pace, he pushes past your lower lips into your pussy.
“Fuck- you’re so tight babygirl, just for me right?” He teases you.
You groan as he pushes himself inside of you, taking his time until he is fully seated at the base. His long cock filled your pussy, you could feel him push up against your womb. His girth stretched you, making you feel impossibly full. With a quick pump of his hips, he slowly sets his pace.
Dabi’s hips grinded against yours as you could feel his erection swirl inside of you, he was teasing you again… driving you crazy with low-building pleasure.
His indulgence drove your need as you bulked your hips back into him. He squeezed your hips in control, not fully appreciating you trying to take the reins.
“Uh-uh Princess, you’re gonna lay there and let me use you like the little cocklseeve you are…” He says, picking up his pace.
He pulls out of you completely before slamming back inside. Your pussy squelched around him, the sound making his mind feral as he fucked into you.
“That’s right, Y/N baby… You love it when I fuck you like this, right? My little slut… it was like you were made for me,” he screamed between thrusts.
“Fu–fuck, Dabi… please… more!” You gasped, pain long forgotten at the harshness of his hips.
His dirty words edged you towards yet another orgasm, you were sure to get drunk on his cock. It felt like a hot spear inside of you, stirring your insides as he pounded your pussy into the shape of him.
The sound of your hips slapping against one another filled the room as he moved his hands to your shoulders, bringing your front half up. Using your body as leverage, his thrusts became brutal.
“God- your pussy is like a dream, I just don’t think I can give this up Princess…I might just have to make you all mine…”
His words died as you squeezed around him, milking him for his seed. He’s never had a better lay, and he might just have to follow through on his promises.
Moving a hand to your throat, he drags you up towards his front. Squeezing your neck, he chokes you as his other hand toys with your clit. You struggle against his grasp, his movements alongside his brutal thrusts were driving you insane. It was all too much to bear, but he’ll be damned if he didn’t love the way your overstimulated pussy clenched around him.
“That’s right baby girl…” he whispered into your ear, “cum on my cock…”
“Please… fuck… I-I’m cumming!” You scream out at him, your body tensed as your pussy creamed around his hard member.
Dabi moans out at the feeling of you finishing around him. He continues fucking himself into your wet hole, twirling your clit between two fingers.
Your realization that he wasn’t stopping caused you to panic, you struggled against his grasp but his hand tightened around your neck.
“P-please… Dabi…stop- too much!” You beg him.
“I don’t think so… you can give me another one, can’t you? You know you love it.. Cum again for me Y/N.” He groans into your ear, a tongue sticking out to lick and nibble it.
He pants into your ear as he holds you from your struggles. You weren’t getting away from him and your orgasm came fast. Sharp bolts of pleasure washed over your body as Dabi stole your screams in a hard kiss.
Swallowing your moans, he rode out your third orgasm of the night, hips softly pumping into you as your hole clenched his cock.
After a few more pumps, he released his grip on you as your body fell back into the bed. Still seated inside of you, he admired the ring of cream your pussy left on the base of his erection.
“I’m far from being done with you Princess…”
Lifting your body, he quickly flips you over to face him. You let out a moan as he slips his cock back into your wet slit.
“Dabi… please… no more…”
You try to reason with him, the pleasure and pain of it all had your vision dancing with black dots. You couldn’t concentrate on one feeling over the other, the overstimulation was too much.
Not that he cared, though.
Placing his hands behind the backs of your knees, the staples on his skin dig into you as you he lifts your lower half into the air. You were folded beneath him, your legs being held up towards your shoulders.
He loved seeing you submissive like this infront of him, just another hole to take his cum. The thought of filling you up drove him insane with need. Uncaring, he slammed his hips down into your weeping cunt.
You screamed at the brutal pace he set, his strength showing as he held you down beneath him. You were folded like a pretzel as he drove into you with force, using you as a sleeve for his cock. Every sound that left your mouth was an unintelligible slur of words.
Dabi’s manic laugh fills the room alongside the wet sounds of your pussy; pounding into you as he spears you with his erection. “That’s right, Y/n! Take my cock like the little slut you are. You gonna take my load too, right pretty girl?”
Your eyes widen at his words as you try to push him off. He was too strong, no longer could you feel your legs, all you had was the pleasure he so freely gave you.
He slammed his hips down into your soft walls, open for his taking as he fucked you into the bed. Your head rocked back and fat tears fell down your fucked-out face. He admired your red, swollen lips before taking a hand and turning your face to his.
Warm lips came down on your own, capturing you in a sinful kiss.
The flame user locked you in his embrace, and after a few more heavy thrusts, he sheaths himself fully inside of you. Hot ropes of cum decorate your soft walls as your cunt milks him dry. Pumping his hips, Dabi ensures you take every last drop of his seed. He groans into your kiss, tongues dancing with one another as you moan into his mouth.
You felt incredibly full under him, both of you pant to catch your breath, pulling your mouths away from one another. He looks down at your face, admiring your post-fuck blush while taking his thumb to caress your cheek softly.
With one last glance, he lifts himself from you, pulling his member from your soaked cunt. Pausing, he watched as his load leaks from your hole, pooling onto the mattress under you. A condescending smirk spreads across his face as he admires his own handy work.
Your body was exhausted, the pain of your backside now a light throbbing sensation. Not having to look down, you knew your body was covered in burns and bruises. You whimper when you feel a hand massage your soft flesh.
“You know what Princess.. I think I might just have to keep you.”
Looking up at his words, your eyes go wide in shock. Once again, his gentle touch turns harsh as his smile turns malicious.
Hopefully he was too lost in his own enjoyment to notice your healing quirk has kicked in.
Notes: part of the 12 Days of Breeding series originally posted on Ao3. <3
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You crane your neck, allowing the vigilante hero easy access to your throat as you wrap your arms around his shoulders and hold him close.
“Mmm, Kitten… you taste so fucking good.”
His voice was already hoarse, your makeout session had turned heated as you felt him take advantage of your exposed skin. He kissed along your jawline, making his way down your throat as his mouth turned rough. Hot lips suck your skin in, leaving wet and purple bruises in a path towards your collarbone.
“Fuck- Shouta,” you moan, grinding your clothed core against his pant leg.
You were wetter than ever, your lower region feeling the heat of your makeout session. It felt so good; you did anything you could for just the slightest bit of relief.
He brings his hands to your face, cupping your head and pulling you back up towards his mouth. You could tell he was just as eager, nipping your lips playfully as he pressed into you. Shutting his eyes, he kisses you hard- your swollen lips opening to give him access.
Slipping his tongue into your mouth, your own dances with his. It’s sloppy, it’s nasty… it turned you on immensely.
You finally pull away, breathless as you look up at the dark hero.
His eyes were strained, as always… but they held a certain glimmer. One that sparkled with both lust and wickedness.
Your eyes squint, suspicious and analyzing his next move. Obviously, he was up to no good…
“What’re you thinking about Shouta?” You ask him.
He cracks a grin at you, one corner of his mouth higher than the other. He loves that you can somewhat read him, he’s never had a partner that could before. It brings out his playful side whereas he’s otherwise a serious person.
“Oh Kitten…” he starts, caressing your soft cheek with a thumb. “Do you trust me?”
The question threw you off guard. It wasn’t every day that your fuck buddy asked if you trusted him. You had known Shouta Aizawa for about 5 years; had been fucking him for the past 2.
“O-of course I trust you,” you tell him, making his grin stretch wide from ear to ear.
It had been the honest truth, why would you not trust a pro-hero? Yes, you had both agreed to keep this fling casual. You both struggled to keep relationships with your pro-hero statuses, so it was best to find your pleasures in one another when you needed it. Hero work was no walk in the park and there were days when that pent up stress needed to be relieved. That’s how it happened, and ever since then you had both consoled each other, keeping your relationship outside the bedroom strictly professional.
Now, that’s not to say you weren’t adventurous… Your office? Check. The backrooms of the press studio? Check. A quickie in a dark alley? Also check.
To say the least, you fucked like rabbits. So yeah, you trusted Shouta Aizawa with your entire being. Now… if you could just figure out what his plan was for tonight…
He pulled your hand, gently guiding you deeper into his dark apartment and down the hallway. Just when you think he’s going to turn towards the bedroom, he surprises you and brings you into the kitchen instead.
It was relatively dark, the only light emitting from on top of the sink. It bathed you both in a warm yellow glow as Aizawa stood in front of his counter. He turns around, immediately taking your head in his hands and kissing you roughly.
You return it with matched enthusiasm, your swollen lips brushing against his in a battle of dominance. Eventually, you allow him the win as his tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You allow him entrance, opening your mouth once more so that he could play with your tongue.
You groan into him, losing yourself in the kiss as he pulls away from your face. You were both panting, your lips red and tender as he looked at you and smiled.
He dives right back into your lips, wasting no time to undo his belt.
Your eager hands snake under his black shirt, lifting it up high to expose his hard abs. You groan against him as you feel his hot skin under your fingertips.
“Fuck- you’re so hot…” you tell him, smiling into his kiss.
He chuckles as he brings his own shirt over his head, finishing the job and leaving him shirtless. You stand back and watch him unzip his pants, he pulls himself out and exposes his hard member to you.
Your eyes are wide as you watch his cock spring free from the confines of his pants. Its weight is heavy as it bobs between the two of you. Thick veins dance along a girthy shaft, leading to a trimmed patch of black hair. His tip was a deep blush color, the top already weeping with precum. You lick your lips in response, although you’ve seen him a hundred times- each is like a first as you imagine him driving that monster into you.
Aizawa smiled at your reaction- he knew exactly what you were thinking. But before going any further, he wanted to give you a little show.
He reaches behind him slowly, grabbing a black glass bottle and holding it between you. His reddened gaze locks on yours as you watch him pull the cork off the top.
Pop
The noise echoes in the quiet kitchen, the mood suddenly turning dark as Shouta flashes you a wicked smile.
“Are you thirsty, Kitten?” He asks.
He watched as shock flashed across your face, processing his question slowly.Finally, you muster up your response, a mischievous smile decorating your face.
“Yes Daddy…” you tell him, “I’m a thirsty girl…”
“That’s what I like to hear. Now get on your knees, Kitten.”
You do as he says, bringing your knees to the hard tiled floor as you look up at him. You knew what he wanted, so you did everything you could to let him play out his devious little fantasy.
He tips the bottle of wine, the deep red liquid glistening as it falls into your open mouth. Aizawa watches as you drink, mesmerized by the drops falling from the corners of your mouth. He lifts the bottle, using his other hand to grab your chin tight.
You grab onto the wrist that holds your face, swallowing down the liquid as it burns the back of your throat.
Not breaking eye contact, he leans down and licks your face clean of wine- ending the sinful action with a soft peck on your lips. You whimper as he returns to his full height, leaving you below him.
“Are you still thirsty, Kitten?” He asks you, bringing his hand to fist his hard cock.
Shouta’s erection stood tall, his shaft bobbing in front of you like candy as you watched him pump it slowly. You licked your lips, tasting the remnants of the wine as you nodded enthusiastically.
“Yes Daddy…” you tell him, drawing out the nickname you knew made his cock twitch.
“Then open wide, Princess…”
You obey him immediately, opening wide as he dips his hips towards your face. Shouta glides the tip of his cock across your lower lip, giving you the smallest taste of him. You moan at the salty flavor, eager for more.
He feeds you his shaft slowly, inch by inch he enters your open throat. Keeping your jaw relaxed, you take him entirely… letting him push himself into you until he hit his limit.
Finally, he was fully seated in your mouth, giving you a light buck of his hips to test out the waters. You look up at him with tears in your eyes, not giving up as he suffocates you with his cock.
“Fuck Kitten- your throat is so fucking tight… almost as tight as your little cunt.”
Aizawa pulled out slowly, hissing as he removed himself… until the tip was the only thing on your tongue. Bringing his free hand to rest on your head, he pushes himself back in.
The pro-hero sets his brutal pace, fucking your throat as if it were your pussy. He thrusted into you at a steady pace, grunting and moaning as you swallowed his cock whole. He watches as your cheeks hollow, sucking him in tight…
You use the moment to curl your tongue around the underside of his shaft, feeling the softness of his balls as they hit your chin. Your loud moans are muffled by his cock as you let him use your mouth for his pleasure.
As he forces his way into your throat, he takes a large swig from the bottle of wine- enjoying the burn as he swallows the fiery liquid down.
It gives him an idea- one so hot he didn’t have time to think before his hand was moving.
Looking down at your messy face- now smeared with spit, cum, and tears- he flashes you a feral smile before tilting the neck of the bottle.
Thick, red liquid pours onto his cock as you watch gravity trickle it towards your open mouth.
You had no other choice but to drink... You slurped the wine alongside the savage thrusts of Aizawa’s dick, leaving your head spinning from both the booze and obscenity of it all. You could feel the stinging in your throat as you guzzled the alcohol and his member… tears fell down your cheeks; your face felt heated and red. It was almost embarrassing as you felt his eyes glued on you… the way he watched your tears fall as you choked on his cock.
And yet Shouta Aizawa has never seen you look so good.
He grunts as he pushes himself down your tight throat one last time- the bottle of wine pretty much empty as he sets it down behind him. Bringing both his hands to the back of your head, he buries himself down your throat- growling at the way your tongue still dared to dance along his shaft.
The pro-hero loses himself, cuming hard down your throat. You squirm under his touch, making sure to swallow every drop of cum he gave you as he held your face in place…
He pulled out almost immediately, your throat enhancing the sensitivity of his tip.
You use the opportunity to make a show of it, opening your mouth wide for him to see the mix of his white sticky cum and red wine. Your lips pressed together as you swallow loudly- the action enough to set him off once more.
“God- you’re such a good fucking Kitty, Princess…it’s making Daddy crazy.”
He grips your hair tightly, pulling you up from your knees by the base of the strands. The dark hero walks you like a kitten towards his dining table- immediately pushing you on top of it.
As soon as you're seated he comes to stand between your legs. He kisses you hard- you could feel the way the stubble of his five-o’-clock shadow scratches your soft cheeks. Moaning into his kiss, you attempt to pull him closer…
But he stops you suddenly, removing your hands from his body and stepping back. Reaching for your pants, he undoes your buttons and zipper in a frenzy.
“I can’t fucking wait anymore Kitty, I need to be inside of you-” He says in a rushed voice.
And who were you to disobey?
You lift your hips up, allowing Aizawa to remove your pants and underwear in one quick movement-
In seconds, he was inside of you.
Your cries filled the room… he hadn’t bothered prepping you- not that it mattered, you were so wet that your tight walls welcomed him into your body easily. However- the pro-hero was not small.
The hefty size of his girth stretched you out- your cunt twitching around him as he set his brutal pace. Your whimpers echo in the kitchen as he abuses your body for his pleasure.
Aizawa fucks you like an animal in heat; he pounds into your wet hole as if it were a mission. The sounds of skin slapping are accompanied by his growls. He leans into you fully, kissing you roughly on the mouth.
He could taste the wine and his previous finish, driving himself into a lustful craze.
“Fuck Kitten… you feel so fucking good, your cunt is sucking me in…” He grunts, looking down at your smaller form.
His hand shoots out, gripping your throat in a tight choke hold… you could breathe, but the delicious pressure sent shivers straight to your cunt.
Your legs were as wide as they could go, giving the dark haired man access to your deepest places. You watched as he disappeared inside of you, feeling the way each thrust had your cunt twitching for more.
It felt so fucking good- your moans turning into cries as you watched him bring a thumb to your sensitive clit… It was already swollen from the pleasure, but the soft caresses of his fingertips against it sent your mind reeling.
“I’m gonna… Fuck- Daddy… I’m…”
“That’s it Kitten, cum- cum on Daddy’s fucking cock.”
His thumb speeds up, matching the rhythm of his hips and working wonders on your body… he fucks you hard against the table, the wooden base shifting across the floor as he drives himself up and into you.
But he couldn’t stop- not when you were this close to your end.
“Come on Kitten, finish around my dick.”
His words were like a command, your body willingly obeyed as stars danced across your vision. You cum hard around his cock, with your body tense and your cunt sucking him in deeper. With each languid thrust as he fucked you through it.
“That’s it!” he tells you, “That’s my good fucking girl…”
The praise had you moaning in response, loving the way he filled you so deliciously. Your walls were clamping down on his shaft, the tightened muscles enough to send him over. His hips bucked up into you, his own release closer than ever.
“God- your pussy is milking me, so fucking hungry for my cum, huh?”
His sinful words make you mewl, your tight cunt gripping down on him even harder…
“Fuck… I’m gonna cum… ‘nna breed my little kitty…” he tells you.
Your vision made out his concentrated face- red eyes that were so focused on filling your cunt with his seed, l he stared down at where your bodies met. He drove into you roughly, the brutal pace beginning to get sloppy as he lost himself in you.
Using the opportunity, you lock your legs around his body, you bring him even closer to you. The action sends him over and he cums soon after, seating himself completely inside your core. His tip was buried in you- practically pushing against your womb and ready to fill you up with his essence.
Tight, hot walls welcome his cream as he spurts his seed into your womb- filling you up with himself completely. The light thrusts he gives only pushes his cum even further into you, almost as if assuring that it’ll stick to your womb.
“Oh god…” you gasp, never having felt so full before. You were stretched wide and filled to the brim… you felt the heat of your core, his cum like fire inside of you. It was a welcomed numbing pain as your mind molded it into some kind of sick pleasure. As if it knew that all you’ll ever feel with Souta was bliss.
Usually Aizawa cums on your stomach or face, never inside. But this time was different- this time he filled your cunt so full with his seed it practically dripped from your tight hole.
“Shouta…” you moan out, feeling him step back and remove himself.
He watched with tired eyes as his essence pooled from the swollen lips of your pussy and onto his dining room table. Slowly, his dark gaze made its way up your abused body, noting the bruises and dried tears & cum on your wine stained lips. Finally, he rests his eyes on you.
“Kitten… I-I’m so sorry… I didn’t know what I was thinking. I’ll take full responsibility, I swear!” He raises his hands in mock surrender, the action makes you giggle.
“Shouta!” you interrupt his rambles. Laughing lightly at his crazed look before continuing…
“It’s okay… it should be a safe day for me, but if anything happens I would love nothing more than to welcome a child into this world with you.”
You were being honest… After being together for this long, it was only a matter of time before something happened.
“You mean it?” he asks.
All you do is nod your head, opening your arms for him to come closer.
The dark hero embraces you in a warm hug, holding your head against his chest. He pets your hair, seeming to be more than okay with the situation of it all.
He looks down at you, cracking a grin before asking,
“Will you be with me, Kitten?”
You smile up at him, a toothy grin as a deep warmness fills your body… and it wasn’t from the alcohol. He finally asked the question both of you were too nervous to ask.
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