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"Let's head up! Fifth floor boys are next!"
"We'll start with Sero!"
"We're seriously going to every room?!"
Uraraka nudges you with her elbow. "Lucky you." Your brows furrowed in confusion.
"C'mon," Mina calls your name and then whispered, "you're gonna spend alot of time here, aren't you lucky because of how good his room looks?"
"Yeah." You nodded but the smile didn't reach your eyes. "I'm gonna turn in now. I'm sleepy. See ya."
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Hanta wanted to walk you to your room but you declined his thoughtfulness. Man, he wanted to stay up late with you after the King Room contest but you seem tired. You looked at him for a moment, before you tugged at his shirt, a signal for him to lower his head. You press a chaste kiss on his lips. When you pulled away, your face hovered for a few seconds before saying, "Good night."
"..yeah, night."
He watches you walk away as he raised a hand to cover his lips pensively. At that moment, Hanta thought something felt off in a way he hadn't felt before. But it was such a vague feeling that he didn't give too much thought into it. His gradual sense of unease deepened as the week progressed. You had your own training and so did he, plus you decided to hang out with your friends during lunch time and he didn't want to impose and ruin your time with them. He didn't want to suffocate you with his clinginess. You and Hanta barely talked, and before he knew it, it was the end of the week.
The tape quirk user slumped against the wall by his bed.
I'm so tired.
And he knew why he was exhausted. He was running low on you, he grabs his phone under his pillow and dialed your number, "Hey... are you busy?"
"..not really."
"Can I sneak into your room?"
"I'll be there in 5."
"Wait– I'm sorry, did I disturb you?" Hanta asked worriedly; maybe you were about to sleep and he interrupted you.
He hears you laugh softly. "I'll be there, Hanta."
Hanta waited by the door, and the second you knocked his door flung open and he pulled you inside, wrapping you in his arms. He took a long whiff of your hair, breathing in your shampoo. Kami, he missed you. You didn't notice how you closed the distance from the door to his bed. He holds you tight as he lets himself drop on the bed with a dull thud.
"I missed you." He kissed the crown of your head. "Barely seen you this week."
"... it's been a week?" You tilt your head up to look at him. "... sorry."
He sees the look on your face and his lips curled into a worried frown. "Did something happen? You seem kind of down ever since we moved in dorms."
You smiled. "No, I feel good! I didn't mean to worry you."
Hanta thought that something did bother you and because you were avoiding the topic, maybe it wasn't good to push you. He'll wait for you to open up so for now, if a distraction is what you needed, he'd deliver.
"Wanna try the hammock?"
"What's a hammock?"
"You've never tried a hammock?!" He sits up and flourished his hand to the hammock. "This! It's like a swing except you lie down! Also–" Reluctantly, his arms retreat and positioned you near the edge of the bed. "Stay there, lie down to your side while facing me."
You giggled at his enthusiasm. He then proceed to demonstrate on how to use the hammock, his one foot on the floor, giving a little push so he sways. "See?" He gives another push, enough for his face to come near yours. Smooch. His lips landed on your chin. The hammock pulls him away, then back at you again. Smooch. This time on your nose. It was like a little game now. Where will his lips land next? The corner of your mouth. Your cheek. Your lips. Nose again.
Little by little, you're feeling better already. The way he wiggles his eyebrows whenever he pulls away from you and then his expression shifting into a determined one when he goes in. It makes you laugh out loud. You take his arm and pull him towards you to the bed; he lets you.
"Isn't my hammock amazing?" He grins, wrapping you in his arms.
"It is." You agreed.
For awhile you and Hanta lay there, basking in each other's presence. You fiddle with the hem of his shirt.
"What are you thinking about?" Sero murmurs. Carefully, you lift his shirt a little, letting your fingers trace his skin. Smooth and the muscle underneath tense.
"Cariño?" he asks warily.
You bit your lips, hand shaking as you continue to lift his shirt.
Sero's fingers close around your hand. "What are you doing?" he asks gently.
"...guess what."
"I'm a pervert so it has to be that," he says, but he doesn't let go of your hand.
"And?"
"It's not a good idea, mi amore."
Rejection washes over you, hot and prickly. "Oh."
In one swift movement, the tape quirk user sits up, keeping your legs draped on his lap, taking your chin gently between his fingers. You can't meet his eyes. "Hey," he says. "Look at me."
Reluctantly, you lift your gaze. "Why not?"
"I feel like you're rushing things."
"I'm not–" You shook your head.
"Then why haven't you blushed once?"
"Maybe I'm just used to it." You shrug.
Sero laughs sadly. "That would mean you're over me already."
"No!" You firmly denied. "I like you. I still like you." You kiss him soundly and when you pulled away, his eyes softened.
"Then why? Did I act in any way that made it feel like I'm pressuring you?"
"When Aizawa-sensei and Yagi-sensei asked for permission for me to move in dorms... my grandma made a comment about me being too shy for an aspiring hero."
"And you thought that if you were forward then you'd be proving her wrong?"
"It's just– It made me think that you'll get sick of my shyness and I have to get rid of it before you hate me.."
"Oh, cariño." He draws you into a kiss that lasted for a long while, leaving your lips sore and swollen. "I've never minded your shyness."
"What if a while later, I'm not so shy anymore? Then you won't want me?"
He smiles. "That's not it. I'd want you still. Shy or not. You're forcing yourself. You're– I'm not ready." Sero lets go of your chin and holds your hand. "Look," He lifts your and his hand. "This alone makes my heart feel like bursting out of my chest." He kisses the back of your hand and placed it on his chest. "Being this close? Looking into your eyes? Kissing you and cuddling with you? It feels like I'd ascend to heaven any second now." You feel the strong erratic drumming of his heartbeat, he adds, "Don't get me wrong, I imagine things with you all the time. But I feel like if I let you, if I just went with the flow when we're obviously not ready, I'd be losing you. And I want it to be special. Is that pathetic of me?"
"No." You shook your head, his confession makes you feel heady.
"Then, do you wanna make out with me for hours on the hammock? And maybe tell me how your week went by because mine exhausted me 'cause I missed you all the time."
You giggled, blushing. "Sure."
Later, the hammock broke under yours and Sero's weight. He bought a sturdier one that can carry two weights.
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AN:
Was this too childish? I felt like it is. But I'm tripping over this Sero. Swooning. Give me your thoughts: ARE YOU IN LOVE YET OR DO I GOTTA STALK YOU OUTSIDE YOUR DOORSTEP? 😤
I’m thinking of combining this w this w this w this and writing a dysfunctional relationship w sero fic + the celebrated head canon that he’s our Latino king 👑 how we feeling?
Lol having thots abt sero literally hating shinsou bc Denki is suddenly super close w him and shinsou sometimes invites u to smoke w them and when sero finds out he feels double betrayed
Then he fucks an apology outta u and when u tell shinsou ur bf doesn’t want u seeing him again, he says “what u can’t have friends?” And smokes u out again and fucks u n sends a snap to sero 🤐
Yes yes yes! I love Sero and writing for him makes me so happy sol I’ll gladly do so!!!! I am so excited to do this thanks for the request!!
Prompt: “Is that my shirt?”
Sero Hanta
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The sun tiredly rose, and though the shutters of the curtain you could see the light slowly beginning to pour into the room, making the warm orange and brown tones giving off a peaceful aura. The citrus smell of the lemongrass plant next to the bed only accentuated by the burning of incense which could only mean that Sero was already awake. Still, you turned around with the false hope of seeing him lying next to you, searching for his presence only to find empty space beside you. You sat down on the edge of the mattress and rubbed your eyes, adjusting to the morning showers of gold.
The week had been pretty uneventful, it was already Friday and your friends of class 1A had been unbelievably busy due to the training they had to undergo in order to be able to get their provisional licenses. You were proud of the effort that was put onto their improvement, however you couldn’t help but miss the shenanigans they always managed to pull you into. Most of all you couldn’t help but miss spending time with Sero, maybe that is what coerced you to escape to his room in the middle of the night, lying next to his sleeping form only to feel him pull you close to his body before drifting away.
Your eyes focused on a paper lying on the desk next to a neat pile of notebooks, you stretched your arms out before standing up and grabbing the quickly scribbled note. You smiled as you noticed a messy sketch of your boyfriend, he was making a kissy face while winking, you could just imagine him sending you a kiss from across the room.
Morning gorgeous
I am sorry I could not stay any longer, but I didn’t want to wake you up. Thanks for staying with me tonight It was super sweet! Even if you do drool when you sleep.
Signed: Number one hero and number one in your heart
You chuckled lightly, but still you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing, you just hoped the two of you could be together soon. Your eyes scanned the room around you, all seemed too much familiar by now; the get toghethers with his friends, the dinner dates and the late nights lying on the hammock laughing together about nothing and everything all the same; heart warming up at the thought. Your eyes landed on the open drawers of his chest, and just then you noticed how he had actually left in a rush, his pijama shorts lying on the hammock and shutters half open.
You decided to help him organize a bit, not that the room was an utter mess but you just knew he’s arrive tired after training and you could only imagine how the last thing he would like to do was tidy up. Making the bed and letting the light in were the first chores you finished, only to fix his drawers at last. You folded his shorts neatly and stuffed them on the topmost drawer. Just as you were about to close the one he had left open you stared at the piece of clothing that was lying on the top, a cream colored shirt with yellow accents on the bottom and collar, and short bell style sleeves that ended just above the elbow for obvious reasons. He had been wearing it yesterday, you could recall seeing it on the floor next to the bed just before you made yourself comfortable. Hesitating only a little you grabbed the shirt and pressed it close to your nose, confirming that it was still soaked by his scent, tangy orange and smoky cinnamon incense.
You slipped it over your shoulders, the collar wide enough to wear it one shoulder off, and then you put a pair of black jeans on. Stepping in front of the mirror you were glad to notice that you could pull it off as one of your shirts and maybe no one would notice but you, which is exactly what you were looking for. A whiff of his scent reaching your nose once more, making your beam as you closed the door that led to his room.
Sero wiped a bead of sweat that was running down his forehead as he slipped on his usual white shirt, stuffing the hero outfit inside his locker. He let out a huff of air before smiling and turning his neck just enough for it to crack, then stretching his hands up.
“You done?” Denki elbowed him on the side, making him cough.
“Yeah! Just a little rattled up after today, sure it was productive! I did managed some pretty impressive tactics if I do say so myself” He wiggles his eyebrows at his blonde haired friends
“What do you mean today? The whole week has been exhausting!” Kaminari huffed, slinging his bag over one shoulder.
“I know! But hey I can defenetely see everyone improving, I know we will kick the provisional licence exam’s ass!”
The two boys left the building, and it had just come to notice that there was still some time before the sun began to set, meaning that they had been excuse earlier than usual.
“Time really does feel different inside doesn’t it?” Kaminari spoke, not noticing that his friend had fallen behind, smiling seemingly at nothing.
“Hey Denki! I’ll see you later, or maybe tomorrow, if Aizawa comes to the dorms tell him I’m already asleep!” The boy shouted to his friend who had now one eyebrow cocked watching as Sero ran off waving. He chuckled, shrugging, knowing fully well where his friend was headed with such excitement.
“Sure thing!”
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Sero hadn’t noticed how tall the dorm buildings truly were, and maybe he was entirely too tired already to pull off the stunt he had planned without hurting himself. He wanted to surprise you, as you had been absolutely the best, helping him out and showing him support the last few weeks in which he had been admittedly absent due to hero work.
Now there he was, sitting on the edge of your building, just a few floors above your window. He wanted to drop by and spend some time with you, but he wanted to make it special, make you happy, hell, he might even hear your beautiful laugh.
The thought of him making you smile filled him with the courage needed, he stood up and bracing himself he walked off the edge backwards, the inicial pull of gravity making his heart slightly somersault as it usually did. Swiftly he managed to shoot tape just a little over the edge, and he stretched his legs to land sideways on the wall, barely missing the first window, had he stepped on it he would be sent flying inside a stangers room. He smiled triumphantly, abseiling down your building before stopping right outside your window.
A loud thud distracted you from your homework, you furrowed your brows thinking it might have been an unfortunate bird at your window, but when you turned your head to check your heat stopped at the sight of someone outside.
Your heartbeat was fast and you felt a chill down your back, but as the feet dropped down you could now recognise a very familiar boy right outside your room. You walked over, thoroughly confused, and Sero waved at you when he noticed you approach him.
You let your shoulders relax and immediately your frown turned into a smile, and you let out a chuckle as you thew open the window, pulling your boyfriend inside.
Sero fell in your carpet, almost gracefully, almost, as he lost balance and ended up lying on the floor. However before he could stand you sat on lay on top of him, pressing soft kisses on his cheeks before sitting on his stomach.
“You scared me you goof!”
“You seem pretty happy about it tho” He chuckled, looking at you with adoring eyes, right then and there he could swear you were the prettiest thing he had ever seen, and the way your eyes sparkled as you smile just took his breath away. Suddenly he furrowed his brows as he inspected your outfit and he couldn’t even attempt to hide the cocky smile that was now plastered on his face.
“Is that my shirt?” He asked, recognising it as the one he had just been wearing the day before, which only meant you had been strolling about your day wearing something that was so obviously his.
“It is...sorry, I just missed you” You felt slight heat on your cheeks at him noticing and the way he looked at you, with such love, only helped to get you all flustered up even more.
This is a fic swap I’ve done with the lovely @soft-boy-writes. This is my first time ever doing a swap and it was bloody nerve wracking, but hopefully if Bo likes it I’ll be up for doing more in the future?
Bo wanted Sero with Shibari, and I know I’ve done Sero with bondage/suspension before but I tried to change it up a bit.
Warnings: 18+, Shibari.
“Up,” Sero tapped your arms playfully, waiting for you to comply as you reached up above your head, feeling the soft material of his tape spin around your wrists. His slender body hovering over you as he slowly began to restrain you. Your lips moving to try and press against his naked chest as he continued rolling the tape along your skin.
“You’re so naughty,” He grinned, leaning down to peck your lips before continuing the task at hand. “Is this alright, babe?” You felt Sero tighten his tape around the swell of your breasts, his eyes looking into your own for any sense of unease as he waited for your response.
“Mhm,” You nodded your head, allowing him to continue to weave the material around your body, each twist of the tape creating another curve on your smooth skin.
Your wrists held up above your head, tied to the headboard. The position making your back arch towards him, allowing him to curl the tape around you with ease. Sero stopped occasionally to press gentle kisses against your body, along the same line the tape was following while he assessed his next movements. Your boyfriend was always creative when choosing the intricate patterns for Shibari, usually choosing patterns that showcased his favourite parts of you. Sero’s fingers were gentle as he continued tying the binds, following the shape with kisses as he moved lower down your body, carefully tying his tape between your parted thighs, unable to resist running a finger along your slick folds.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” He murmured, watching as the bindings dug into your skin, following the pattern he had chosen as he moved lower to your legs, bending your knees before wrapping the tape around each one individually as he pressed soft kisses to each of your knees.
“Tell me if it’s too much, okay?” Sero leaned over your restrained body to place a sultry kiss against your lips, his tongue brushing against your own as he gave your exposed breast a squeeze. Your nipple immediately hardening under his touch, making him give your other side the same attention.
Sero leaned over to grab his phone, immediately turning it onto the camera as he began to take photographs of you in the finished position. Each time Sero created a new Shibari pattern with you he’d document it, a sordid little collection of images for his eyes only. He’d lost count of the amount of times he’d touched himself to these images of you. The pictures helping him get through his time away on long missions or meetings. Arching your back as much as you could in this position for the photographs when he moved to take a picture of your side profile, your body angled off the bed perfectly as he felt his cock twitch beneath his sweatpants. The sight making him slide the phone back down onto his bedside table so he could focus his entire attention on you.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” He murmured, leaning down to press delicate kisses along your collarbone, following the tape down towards your chest. His fingers stroking your hips as he captured your breast in his mouth, his tongue rolling around the hardened nub as he sucked. Your arms straining against the restraints as you tried to move your hands down to hold him, his fingers teasingly stroking along your pelvic bone, dangerously close to your cunt but not close enough.
“Please, Hanta-” You murmured, each roll of your hips making your bindings tighten around your body, the dull ache running through you as you writhed beneath him.
“Please? Please, what?” He smiled at you as he moved to give your other breast the same attention, a slender finger tracing around your nipple coated with his saliva, feeling the wetness drying under the cool air in the room.
“Touch me,” You whined, feeling his fingers dip lower to stroke along the tape that wound around either side of your sopping folds. You could feel the heat radiating from his fingers, dancing dangerously close to your cunt but not touching where you needed him the most. The slow drag of his nails along the tape send small vibrations throughout your core, goosebumps appearing on your skin as you willed him to touch you.
“Where?” Sero teased, sliding his fingers along your inner thighs as he pinched at your soft skin.
“There.” You murmured, hissing as you felt him lightly graze your slit.
“Here?” He mused, grinning down at you as he pressed another kiss against your cheek, his hot breath fanning your skin.
Sero chuckled as you nodded your head animatedly, spreading your legs as much as you could in your restrained state to give him more access to your needy cunt. His fingers now delving between your folds to gather your essence on his digits, groaning as he watched your slick string between them when he pulled away.
“Look at my naughty girl,” He mused, lifting his fingers up into your view as he parted them, showing you the moisture against them before sucking them into his mouth. Your cunt clenching as you watched his tongue roll around them, imagining what it would feel like to have his tongue touching you like that in other areas.
“You taste so good, beautiful.” He whispered, pulling his fingers out from his mouth and slipping them back between your folds.
Slender fingers dancing around your tight hole as he continued to tease you, dipping a solo digit into the first knuckle. A low groan leaving his parted lips as he felt you clench around him, his cock twitching in his sweats as it begged to be freed. Slowly easing his index finger inside you as he watched your eyes flutter shut, starting an even pace as he stretched your tightness enough to add a second.
“Look at me, babe.” He whispered, placing another kiss against your cheek as your eyes opened to gaze into his own dark orbs.
A sigh leaving your lips as you felt his fingers curve inside you, focusing his attention to the spongy area inside you he knew like the back of his hand, his thumb moving to rub tight circles around your clit as he watched you feebly try to fuck yourself on his fingers.
“I wish I could have you like this all the time, you look so perfect.” Sero growled, rutting his crotch against your hips to give his neglected cock some relief as he continued to pump his fingers inside your cunt, feeling you squeeze around him as his eyes roamed your restrained body. Your curves made even more prominent from the intricate design he’d chosen.
You whimpered as Sero pulled his fingers from your tightness, your body on the cusp of your climax as your wide eyes stared up at him in disbelief. Sero moving his body to sit between your parted legs, dipping his thumbs into the hem of his sweats as he pulled them down. His hard girth bouncing up in freedom as you licked your lips at the sight. A bead of pre-cum gathered on his tip as he moved the hand down that was coated in your slick to give himself a teasing pump.
“Fuck me,” You groaned, feeling neglected as you remained on the edge of your release.
“I think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here, Princess.” Sero gave a teasing smack to your inner thigh, as he swiped his thumb over the head of his cock, stroking his pre-cum along his length as he continued to touch himself in front of you, “You don’t make the rules.”
You whimpered as you felt him move his hand back towards your cunt, anticipating him touching you again but instead he delivered a harsh smack to your sex, the sound vibrating around the room as you arched your back off the bed, the restraints tightening around you from the sudden movement.
“Only good girls get to cum, remember?” Sero gave your clit a gentle rub with four of his fingers as he soothed the tingle of pain that flowed through your lower half.
“Yes,” You hissed.
“Are you a good girl, Y/N?” You furiously nodded your head as you heard Sero laugh above you, pressing the head of his cock down against your clit as he rubbed himself against it.
“It seems a shame that I only get to see this side,” He murmured, his fingers slipping under your body to follow the pattern that wound around your ass, the position pressing the tip of his cock against your tightness, making you whimper as you felt him stretching you.
“Hanta, please. I-” You gasped as you felt his hands grip your hips, easing you on to your stomach. Your bent legs pressing your feet up towards your ass as he groaned at the sight. The intricate design he’d made behind you now fully visible as he mapped out your body.
“Fuck,” He growled as you felt him squeezing your round mounds, spreading them as he looked at the tape running between your cheeks. A hard smack landing on your ass as he watched your skin jiggle against his touch.
“Shit, hang on.” Sero muttered, leaning over you to grab his phone back off the bedside table. The movement pressing his cock between your ass cheeks, the feeling making you whimper as you feebly tried to push back against him for any kind of stimulation. Sero angling the camera down to take a picture of the Shibari around your back.
“My perfect little rope bunny,” He murmured, taking another photo of his cock pressed between your ass, his hand coming down on your ass again to darken the skin as he took another photo.
“Please, Hanta-” You were desperate now, your body felt as though it was on fire as you were desperate for your release.
“Like I’d ever leave you unsatisfied, Princess.” Sero chucked his phone back onto the bedside table, the loud pang making you wonder if he’d damaged it as his hands moved down to grip your hips, arching you off the mattress as he pressed the tip of his engorged cock against your slit. The position made the tape tighten around your body, a dull ache forming but all you could think about in the moment was the head of his cock stretching your tight heat. Whimpering Sero continued to press himself further into you, your slick making it easy for him to slip inside you. Groaning as he bottomed inside you, his fingers digging into the curves of your hips as he stilled for a moment to steady himself.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Sero groaned, rutting his hips into you as he began a slow, steady pace. Each thrust hitting you deep inside your cunt as your mouth opened in a constant whine.
“Fuck, Hanta-ah” You mewled as he increased his pace, a hand moving up to grip the tape that weaved around your back, using it as leverage as he continued to thrust inside you. The grip making the tape dig into your body, but the feeling of his cock pressing against your g-spot was taking over as you felt your worked up body reaching your bliss as you buried your face into the duvet to conceal your moans.
“Hey,” Sero growled as he moved a hand up to delve into your hair, fingertips brushing against your scalp as he pulled. Tugging your head back so he could hear every noise that left your lips, “I want to hear you cum on my cock.”
“Fuck, Hanta.” His words made your cunt convulse around him, your orgasm rippling through your body as you came. Sero’s hand moving from your hair to grip onto your hips again as he chased his own release. Your head falling to the side on the bed as you tried to look back at your lover, watching his jaw tighten as he followed his own climax.
“You’re so fucking perfect.” He grunted as he continued to pump himself into you, his cock twitching as you continued to squeeze around him, “Mine.”
Sero gave one last hard thrust as he buried himself inside you to the hilt, his body jerking as he released inside you. Sero’s chest lay against your back as he panted, trying to regain his breath. Slowly sliding out of your tight heat, making you whine at the loss of contact. Sero chuckled to himself as he moved the tape that was on either side of your folds together to keep his load inside your convulsing cunt, tapping against it gently while he turned you back around. Looking into your eyes to see if you were okay he grinned down at you cheekily once he saw that you were looking up at him with a look of euphoria as he began to undo the bindings, starting from where he began at your wrists.
Once you were freed you lifted a shaky hand up to cradle Sero’s cheek, your arm still dead from lack of use after being restrained for the length of time. Sero placed a soft kiss against your palm before moving back to continue to place gentle kisses along your wrists.
“You okay, my rose?” He moved back to look into your eyes, his intense gaze trying to search for any doubt inside you as you shook your head weakly.
“Can I run you a bath?” He pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips, smiling sincerely at the blissed out expression on your features. His hands weaving down to slowly unravel the tape around your breasts. Watching as the material stuck to your skin slightly from the light sheen of sweat that covered your body. Slender fingers continuing to trail along your skin as he rubbed along the lines that the bindings had created.
“Can we just cuddle for a bit, please?” You murmured, too tired to move after the intense session.
“Mmm, anything you want, beautiful. But let me do this first.” He whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips before reaching for the cream on the bedside table. Opening it to gather some on his fingers before moving down to stroke it onto your skin. The cool mixture soothing your body as your eyes fluttered shut. Sero continued to remove the tape from your body, placing gentle kisses in its wake before rubbing cream against the marks on your skin. Your breathing slowly steadying as you enjoyed his touch against your skin.
The last thing you felt was Sero’s arms weaving around your tired body, pulling you against his chest.
