It took me forever to come up with a scenario but: if I may humbly request...a mortal Princess whose too curious for her own good wanders into elf territory which is off limits. Elven Knight Kiri is sent to deal with the intruder only to be a tad caught offguard by the Princess and decides to have some fun before kicking her back over the boundary line. As NSFW as you are vibing with my love. Thank you and I'm loving the event so far Wyv! <3
Ohhhh I got you @queensynderella~ It’s odd to think of Kiri as an elf but I can so dig it!
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Elvhen Knight!Kirishima x Princess!Reader
Warnings: Pretty tame, Knife play (kind of), kissing, flirting
“Not bad,” the red-head chuckled at you, cool steel of his dagger pressed against the front of your throat, “I almost forgot you were a lost little princess.”
A scowl twisted across your pretty face, “Give me back my sword and I’ll make you forget.”
The laughter he gave you was soft, “I’m sure you’d try, little one.” darkened eyes swept over your frame, drinking in every inch of you for his own satisfaction, “I wonder...do you taste as good as you look?”
“Why don’t you find out?”
The look on your face was daring, a flicker of fire glinting in the pools of your eyes. The tone was taunting, daring even and spoken with all the confidence in the world. It was clear that you didn’t think he would actually do anything, just tease you and no follow through. But Kirishima just couldn’t resist the allure of your full lips. The elf dipped his head and crushed his mouth to yours.
The answering moan had his blood quickening, mind aflame with all the sounds he could pull from you if he took you home. You would twist and thrash and whine so perfectly beneath him and he was sure he could never get tired of it. A velvety tongue slipped past your soft lips, exploring you carefully while a free hand ghosted over your side down to the swell of your hip.
A feisty little princess and you melted so easily beneath his touch, his gaze and he loved it. The column of your throat called to him, probing mouth trailing downwards until he could suckle gently at your racing pulse. Your palms were flush against the armor that clad his chest— more broad than you had expected, especially for an elf. And soon his powerful thigh was slotted between your legs.
“Don’t most human princesses wear dresses and stay away from the forest?” he whispered against your skin.
“H-How many princesses do you know?” you retorted, panting softly when a large hand gripped a full breast, “Not many. I can teach you what we’re really like-ah!”
Cool teeth nipped at your tender skin before he laughed, reveling in the soft cry he had pulled free of your mouth. The dagger that he had held to your throat found it’s home back in it’s sheath on his belt so he could use both hands to rove and explore the fullness of your body. Oh he wanted you to teach him...but he couldn’t. Not now. Stay too long in these woods and it would suck out your very life force. And he’d played enough.
“Some other time, Little One!” with one easy swoop, he had you slung over his shoulder, small fists pounding against his back, “For now I’ll have to drop you out of the wood. I’ll tell you what though....to the west there’s a spring right on the edge of the forest, you’ve probably heard of it. Meet me there on the new moon...and you can teach me anything you want.”
You have a will...I have a small need. Dealer's choice, some more masochist food with *coughsDaddyKeigocoughs* or....more of that scumbag Dabi college au from earlier. 👀 Both sound divine. 🖤 mean? Mean.
so considering scummy college au dabi has a wip im working on 👀masochist reader, bratty dom keigo
Keigo paused for a moment, considering and stilling his hand.
“Not good enough.”
It was, but Keigo wasn’t letting you off easy. Teasing him for hours, subtly and lazily while he had a busy day of media appearances was a surefire way to get your ass kicked, and you knew this.
Still, it didn’t make the punishment any less brutal.
You tugged at your restraints (makeshift binds compromised of Keigo’s feathers), shifting and very accidentally grinding your bruised and battered ass up against Keigo’s covered crotch and bulge.
The texture against your freshly raw flesh sent your eyes rolling into the backs of your head, back arching off his chest. Tears broke from your waterline, dribbling down your cheeks, but Keigo didn’t slow.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” Keigo nipped at the shell of your ear, smitten with good reason.
The vibrator he’d stuffed into your cunt pressed into your insides perfectly, giving you no rest or reprieve as Keigo played with your clit. Normally, he had a bit more reverie to it, but this was revenge and he knew exactly how to serve it. He’d started off kind, rolling your clit between the pads of his fingers with his tongue down your throat to your (first) orgasm.
But beyond that?
Each subsequent crest was torn from you with the pinching and rolling of your clit, pain mixing with just hints of pleasure as your legs twitched and your chest began to heave.
The flat of Keigo’s hand came down directly over your sex, the shooting pain of it sending your head cracking back into your shoulder as you sputtered out a sob.
"I asked you a question, little bird,” Keigo gave a few more harsh pats to the swollen sex. “’Isn’t this what you wanted?’”
As you opened your mouth to reply, a dribble of drool dripped from your chin, splattering onto your slick chest.
You weren’t fast enough, it seemed, as Keigo quickly brought his hand down in quick session once, twice, three times--
“I d-did!” You sobbed between ragged breaths.
“Good girl,” Keigo practically purred, rubbing at your inner thighs. “I’m proud of you for admitting that. You can’t help being a needy slut for daddy, even on his busy days, hm?”
You whimpered in response, nodding and nosing his cheek, hoping for some lenience.
What a lovely joke.
Instead, Keigo went back to twisting your clit, toying with the vibrator shoved in your cunt with a hum.
His voice curled around your ear as he began to slowly rut into your backside without regard for marks of his earlier spankings.
“Let’s see how much you really wanted, little bird,” There was an edge of cruelness in his voice that nearly made you come again. “Let’s see how much you can take.”
Congrats on 1k dearie! If Aries is still open, perhaps that with Prompt #2 for Hawks or Kiri (I couldn't find who you do and don't write for anywhere, lol.)
Hey Allie! Firstly, sorry this took so long. Secondly, thank you so much for the congratulations. I hope you enjoy some yummy Big Dom Daddy Red RIot. I changed ‘good’ to beautiful.
18+, “You look so good with my hand around your neck.”
warning: overstimulation, restraints, use of the word daddy, brat!reader (kind of?)
You can never get over how Kirishima's personality changes in the bedroom. Gone is that sweet boy that enjoys making you laugh. No, the Kirishima you know intimately, in the dim red lights, loves to make you cry, to make you twitch and beg. To try and break you, tame you.
You'd teased him a bit too mercilessly during the day. The flirty pictures sent to his phone very risque for the endless public appearances he had to make. If someone had seen them, oh, you would be in for it. And someone did.
"You slut, did you like it? Knowing Bakugo will be thinking of you tonight, touching himself?" Eijiro asks, rough hands gripping your cheeks so that your lips purse out. Your head is swimming, dizzy from the vibrator buzzing against your clit in endless oscillations. It's not enough though. Your pink tongue laps up some drool escaping the corner of your lips before you swallow and gather your thoughts, making eye contact.
"You should be more careful, Big Daddy," you mumble, the words smushing from between your lips, dripping down your naked chest like honey, covering the two of you in slick.
"You fucking brat," he seethes, hand sliding down, gripping your neck, fingers pressing on the veins. Your skin is wet from tears and sweat, your inner thighs slippery from your third orgasm a minute ago. You thought you'd have gone numb by now. The wand nestles between your twitching folds so perfectly, strapped so tightly, you can feel each quiver of your muscles trying to hold your body up against the wall. Your hands rattle the chain above your head, handcuffs clinking in between your heaving breaths.
Kirishima watches the way your face deepens in colour, heat pouring into the already flushed skin as he chokes you. Your eyes roll up, away, as though trying to escape.
"You look so beautiful with my hand around your throat, so silent." he sighs, loosening his hold slightly so you can take a deep gulp of air. It turns into a moan as warmth expands, bursts from your chest and into your womb. You drop, jaw cupped by the edges of his palms, your shoulders pulling up against the restraints. "How many is that now?"
You murmur a 'four' under your breath, lungs unable to talk any louder as your veins pound in your temples and your vision blurs. He clicks his tongue, a palm slapping your left cheek lightly to pull you from your orgasmic high and back into your body.
I'm in the mood for some of my number one husbando, Kirishima.
ooh yes please daddy kiri 🤤
tw: smut (18+), daddy kink, etc.
The feel of fingers drifting beneath your shirt wakes you from your slumber, warmth from the sunlight filtering through the blinds making your whole body heat. You groan, squeezing your eyes shut but leaning into the phantom touch all the same, “Eiji?”
Kirishima’s signature chuckle resounds in your ear, “Sorry I missed lunch, sweetheart. I ended up having to stay late to wrap up some paperwork.”
“Late?” you grumble, pressing your cheek further into the couch cushion so your face is smushed in the way that makes him laugh even more. You pout as best you can, peeking your accessible eye open so you can stare up at him, “I thought night shift was already late.”
His fingers brush over the curve of your spine, a genuine grin on his lips as he looks down at you like you might have just hung the sun in the sky. A gentle kiss is pressed to your forehead, his free palm pushing your hair from your eyes, “It’s good overtime money, you know that. Plus I don’t mind helping.”
Of course he doesn’t. He’s Kirishima Eijirou, Pro Hero Red Riot, always ready to lend a hand to anyone in need. It’s one of the qualities he possesses that gets you weak in the knees. He has never once shied away from helping others, from laying himself on the line in whatever way he can to make life easier on someone else. You reach out to brush your knuckles against his jaw, thankful that he’s home now.
Something changes in his voice when he speaks next, and the heat rushes from your cheeks to your core, “I’m home now, though. Want me to take care of you?”
As if a switch has gone off in your mind, you feel your pupils swallow your irises and your lips pull upward into a pout, tucking your hands underneath your body to make yourself appear smaller. Not that you need much help, given Kirishima’s massive form that overshadows you well enough as it is. And yet, you still find yourself pushing your body to the limit to make it as tiny as possible.
“Yeah?” his voice is borderline patronizing, on the cusp of authoritative. “How about we take a shower and then we’ll heat up lunch, huh? Does that sound good?”
You nod, eyes still wide, body still tucked. He chuckles at the sight of you, kissing your forehead before scooping you up in his arms, tucking you into his chest when he stands to his feet. Your press your cheek against his chest, grappling onto his shirt with your fist, adoring the way he smells, even after a long day of hero work. It reminds you that he’s a hard working human, that things don’t come easy to him just because he’s big and strong, with a quirk to match.
You’re placed atop the bathroom counter, your legs swaying as Kirishima starts up the shower. Steam fills the room as the water heats, Kiri’s body stood between yours while it comes up to temperature. His hands tickle at the hem of your shirt, eliciting a giggle from your lips. He captures the sound with his lips, leaning forward to kiss you square on the mouth.
The combination of the heat from the shower and the warmth from his skin makes your head dizzy and you swear your tongue goes numb as he sucks the muscle into the bite of his teeth. You moan, your hands winding into his hair and legs wrapping around his waist, desperate to feel some sort of friction. His hands dip beneath your shirt, fingertips playfully dragging along the curve of your spine and shoulders.
Kirishima hums, nudging his nose against your cheeks, “Such a good girl,” he murmurs as his mouth trails from your jaw to your throat, sharp teeth nipping at the thin skin. His mouth finds your jugular, pulsing loudly as your blood thrums at the excitement of his touch after so many hours apart, “Can’t wait to mark you all up, baby girl. You like everyone knowing who you belong to, don’t you?”
“Y-Yes,” your voice is hoarse from being trapped in your throat, scraping against your esophagus as you push the word out. Your heels dig into the plush flesh of his ass, begging him forward so your hips can be flush. You whine as he bites down on the column of your neck, craning your head backward so he can have perfect access to the expanse of skin.
“C’mon, little one,” Kirishima kisses your collarbone, plucking you from the countertop with ease, “let Daddy take care of you.”
Warnings: 18+ (as usual), spark boy is the dom, swearing, smut and general nasty, etc.
A/N: This is for the lovely @queensynderella, I told her I am aiming for the top fluster spot AND the highest sentence in jail. I already have fluster locked down so I’m on to extending my sentence. If this doesn’t get me life then I will only go harder next time ;). And yes, I did use a trend from tik tok XD. Annd, this is part one of two!
We were talking about how pika needed more love and who better to give it to him? Already had a few discussions about a hard dom Denki and it is 100% how this came to be. Excuse my crappy writing and enjoy the ride with sparky. Thanks for reading!
Word Count: 1,353
Catching you in the corner of his eye he slid one headphone off of his ear and glanced at you. “Whatcha doin’?” He watched patiently as you slowly emerged from behind the door frame.
“Nothin’ much.” As your figure slid further into his vision he did a double take, not believing the sight before him. Stopping directly in front of his screen he tried to look around you to which you moved into his way again. “C’mon Kamiii-” it had been weeks since you had last slept together and you were growing impatient. He wrapped his arms around your slender waist, pulling you onto his lap. Setting your head on his shoulder you allowed him a few more minutes with his game before you really interrupted.
Hearing the sounds of the game through the side of his headphones you could also hear the voices of Kirishima and Sero, who you assumed were in game with him. Knowing your boyfriend well, you knew he wasn’t going to stop playing any time soon; even though you were buck naked and sitting on his lap. Grinding down onto his crotch wasn’t enough to get him offline so you decided to tempt him a different way.
Leaning back from his shoulder you gave him a slight pout as he continued to ignore you. Making a show of your actions you drew your hand to your mouth, slowly pressing on the soft flesh before delving two fingers onto your tongue, gathering a bit of spit as you locked eyes with him. Removing the digits you slid the same hand down your body, his eyes followed your movement between the valley of your breasts, over your navel and down to your cunt, already wet and ready for him.
Taking in a deep breath he looked back up at your face, now dusted pink with a devious smirk. Sliding your fingers expertly against your folds and soon between them, contorting your face in pleasure. Leaning back on his thighs you gave yourself more access as you spread yourself apart with your fingers. Still not gaining his attention completely, you were continuing your ministrations. Allowing more and more sinful moans and whimpers tp fall from your lips as your grip on Denki’s shoulder tightened the closer you came to your release.
“Hey, guys. I’ll be right back.” He muted his mic and removed it from his head, instead placing it on yours, although he did put the controller on the bed behind you. Not slowing your actions you just eyed him suspiciously as he looked down at you coming apart. Knees shaking his legs beneath you as you badgered your sweet spot just before Denki’s hand overlapped yours, ceasing your movements. Clicking his tongue he removed your hand from your body, holding it away from you. His other arm wrapped around your thighs, pulling you on top of his crotch.
“C’mon, Allie! Kirishima and Sero could have heard you. But wait, I suppose that’s what you wanted, right? That’s why you touched yourself without my permission and that’s why you were moaning in my ear, right? So they could hear how slutty you are?” He swatted at your ass, pushing you toward the edge you were still teetering on. Desperate for that final push with no way to achieve it you began to buck against his hips. Another harsh smack to your ass had you writhing in ecstasy. A fiendish grin swept across his face as he brought his hand to your sopping folds.
“Alright, since you want to cum so badly. Keep track.” He started rubbing small, tight circles into your clit relentlessly. Throwing your head back as your orgasm rippled through you, Denki began kissing along your chest. Convulsing beneath him you couldn’t stop the wanton moans and yelps followed by bated breath. Removing himself from your frame he stood, your legs wrapped around his waist as his hands came to grip your ass. He only spun around, placing you onto the chair he was just in he crouched in front of you.
“So, here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to play with that sloppy little pussy, you’re going to count how many times you cum and each time you do you will say ‘Thank you Sir’ and you are not to allow a single sound of pleasure fall from that bratty little mouth. Got it?” Simply nodding in response your focus was on his hands, they were resting on your thighs; large, hot and callused only serving as a distraction from his words. He caught your gaze and smacked your thigh, gaining your attention.
“Mm- Aah! Y-yes sir. But, what if I-i fail?” You sighed heavily as his blunt nails raked across the top of your thighs before he gently spread your knees and ran back up along the inside, making you shudder. A dull hum escaped him as he brought his head down to kiss along your legs, eyeing you contentedly through his lust filled eyes.
“Just don’t fail.” His wicked grin returned as he pulled you to the edge of the seat. Pressing the un-mute button on the headset he began to lick up the inside of your thighs, leaving love bites here and there. Biting your lip you were already having trouble containing yourself. Reinforcing your silence your hands came up to cover your mouth, hoping to stifle yourself. Denki spread your legs wider at the edge of the chair, setting one of your legs over his shoulder as he grew ever closer to your core.
Licking softly along your folds he slid his hand up your leg, resting it at the apex of your thigh. Plunging through them he began to lap at your clit. Winding figure eights into your clit your hips bucked against him. Slithering an arm onto your waist he held you in place, peering down through tear soaked lashes you were silently begging for him. Slowly, he brought his fingers to your slick, gathering it on his digits before pumping them into your tight hole. You hoped the soft squelching sounds weren’t being picked up by the mic as the coil in your core began to tighten again. The noises from the game weren’t enough of a distraction from his practiced ministrations. Even Sero and Kirishima’s complaints only reminded you how much trouble you could potentially get yourself into.
Watching intently as Denki lapped at your clit and pumped into your cunt you were quickly coming undone. Speeding up his movement you only bit down harder on your lip as you tried to buck your hips against him. Hitting the spongy spot inside of you with quick, forceful precision he abandoned your clit to stare up at you as you came on his fingers. Mind foggy and words being farthest from your mind Denki had ceased all action as he removed his hand from your soaked pussy. Still writhing beneath him he brought his hand down hard against your clit, eliciting a sinful screech from the back of your throat. You lashed against his hold more fiercely as you stared daggers into his amused gaze.
“Voice yourself babygirl, what do ya say?” His eyes shone with sparks as he awaited your line.
“Hnnng- nnhh! Thank you Sir!” Your tone was desperate and breathless. Completely forgetting, or just not caring, about the flashing headset and probably astounded men on the other end you allowed yourself to be heard. “Please Denki” you whined. Another sharp, aimed smack landed against your clit and you yelped in response.
Finally taking pity on you Denki had removed the headset and turn it off, the voices now echoing through the room from the TV.
“I told you not to fail.” He sighed as he traced his slender finger against your thigh. “Now, you have to be punished.” He began unbuckling his belt and you instinctively licked your lips, leaning forward. One hand wrapped around the base of his cock the other wrapped around your throat, pushing you back into the chair. “No no, babygirl. You won’t be tasting me tonight, that would be a reward.”
Okay listen I have a thought. Sex with Jin while he is splitting so one side of him wants to praise and worship you and the other wants to fuck your lights out while degrading you a bit. Best of both worlds?!
HE WOULD OMG !
He’d call you a pretty princess and a dirty whore at the same time and hed fuck you like no ones business, Touch you softly just ram into you like he can get enough of your hot insides. Lots of kisses. AND I BET HE CRIES WHEN YOU PRAISE HIM TOO OMG YES
He’s also put all your pleasure ahead of his own. YOU ARE GUARANTEED to cum AT LEAST TWICE before he does like hes not hte best but he makes up for it with love and enthusiasm
NOT TO MENTION THOSE FUCKING THIGHS YES YOU KNOW HE GOT SOME POWER IN THEM
YOU WON’T BE WALKING STRAIGHT AFTER HES DONE
Not like he’d let you walk after anyways TIME TO BE CARRIED LIKE THE PRINCESS YOU ARE
Kiri gets even more adorably dorky and goofy when tipsy and nothing can change my mind about that. He thinks he's super smooth when he's drunk texting you from Boys Night and flirting with you but it comes out just as cheesy as Kami's pick up lines.
this 😩😩 this is so wholesome omgGGG YES !
he’s so sweet as well that his pick up lines inevitably just sound like he’s gushing over you
Freeze! ✧ ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ You’re under arrest for being so lovely. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful!
And what happens if I don’t freeze? You gonna have someone punish me? >:3
skskskd gonna send this right back to you Allie! <3
