hi aali!! welcome back!!! it’s so lovely to see you on my dash again <3 I saw your ask game and my eyes popped out of my sockets— would it be alright if you could do
❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜ + breeding kink + sero hanta ?
I hope you’re having a lovely day!!
☆༉ — HANTA SERO: 0-800-HOT GUY-HOTLINE.
line. ❛ i need to come. please, i'll do anything. ❜
extension. breeding kink + afab!reader + nsfw, mentions of makeup.
things to note. eee thank u baby!! im happy to be back n i hope u enjoy this mwah mwah mwah (also i seem to have a terrible obsession with sero n cowgirl bye)
sero fucking adores you on top for three reasons in particular.
the first is that he can see your face when you cry, getting to look directly up at you while you sniffle and sob because he’s fucking you to high heavens and you need some kind of out let to bring you back down from cloud nine. sero will swipe a thumb under your big glossy eyes, and suck the salty tears from the pad of it just to get a reaction out of you. usually it makes you cry harder, until your mascara is nothing but dark tracks on your cheeks and your lips are wet and shiny from your own tears.
the second is that sero gets to feel you up, touch all over you. his finger tips will cascade from the back of your neck to your throat, dragging you down to slot his cheeky mouth against yours. his tongue then prods and pushes past the seam of your lips, toying with the taste of your sugar-coated and ecstasy dipped whimpers (and perhaps the taste of his cock) on your own. sometimes his hands dip lower, thumbing at those sensitive nipples until they’re budding like flowers in bloom, hanta’ll put his mouth on them too, catch your breasts in its hit cavern when they jiggle cutely as you bounce up and down on his curved length.
you’ve always said that you like how his black rooted hair tickles your skin when he leaves hu kiss across your chest.
but most of all, he likes it when you use him for your own pleasure — as if he’s nothing but a real life dildo and a sack of emotions. “fuckin’…shit honey. you’re fucking me so good,” sero is love sick, as you sink down on his slender cock and circle your hips to make sure you’ve taken it all. “show me how that pussy takes it, baby. wanna see,”
he’s running his mouth, slurring over spit and poorly strung together sentences and he knows you’re not listening. you’re too focused on bringing yourself right to the edge again and getting what you want, his cum in your gorgeous cunt until it’s running down both of your thighs. thrusting downward, both of you share a satisfied moan as sero’s leaky tip bullies it’s way up your glistening walls to bare down perfectly against your g-spot — you gush in response, a fresh wave of your nectar beading perfectly down his shaft. only catching on the blue forked veins that spiral around him.
through the misty veil of lust that clouds your brain, you manage to grasp at sero’s wrist — dragging his hand between your shaky overworked legs to guide him into spreading your pussy lips apart. “y’see me han’, ‘m all wet, all for you.” you tell him earnestly, bathing his throbbing cock in your warmth. you make sure that he gets an eyeful, a chance to observe the crude mix of his milky precum and your juices that run through your parted folds like treacle. “need you.”
before he has a chance to sing your praises, you brace your hands on the broad scope of sero’s chest — lifting yourself up and down in his lap, working yourself on his cock like it’s all that you’re trained to do. seeing himself smeared over your clit, stringing white glazing your thighs only motivates sero to fuck up into you — chasing your high and his own, desperate to see more of his cream inside of you.
or maybe he’s desperate to get you knocked up, see you swell with his seed — churn your insides up real good and have you all bred by him. who knows what he wants? sero can’t even tell, already burying himself to the hilt inside of you, grabbing your hips, your ass, your waist and circling you over him so that your eyes roll back. “i need to cum. please, i'll do anything.” he chants like it’s a mantra or a prayer dedicated to you. “wanna fill you up nice ‘n pretty. you want that, right? you wanna cum on me, pretty baby? make me cum deep inside—“
hanta can’t help but goad you, coerce you into riding him faster, harder — even if you’d intended to drag this one out. “that’s it, baby. use me, fuck yourself down on me. please,” he stutters out. he could die here, sero thinks, and he’d be so fucking happy — watching your eyes disappear into the dark of your skull, your thighs quiver and your chest sway with your sinful movements. “please, , jus’ wanna make’a’mess of these insides, wanna fuck my cum so deep inside it sticks. gotta have you full of me…”
“then cum, hanta. make me yours,” tip of the iceberg and the key to heaven’s gates is when you flip the script, begging for him to breed you. your slick walls start to twitch around him, your release trickling out of you without even a warning. that’s when hanta knows he’s fucked.
a pathetic sob nearly knocks his heart and lungs out of place when he finally hits his high, rope after rope of hot white seed flooding your clenching hole — he grabs your hips so tight that you’ll see fingerprints in the morning and keeps you still on top of him through the aftershocks of your orgasms.
maybe there’s a fourth thing sero loves about having you on top — the way you always beg for his cum in the end.
asian/latino sero cause duh | he has a filthy mouth | nsfw mdni
hanta has a way of making you feel so gorgeous and so desired, it’s a skill. the way he touches you, looks at you, talks to you—it all sets you on fire.
you’re on your hands and knees, face pressed into the bed as he watches you, coming in so close you can feel his breath on you.
“look at you, mi cariño.” his voice is full of awe, adoration. his hands slide up your thighs to your ass. “i’ve missed this.”
when you cheekily point out that he saw you (naked as well) just last night, he squeezes your ass playfully. “s’been too long since then.”
he shifts on the bed behind you, you feel him more than see him. he pushes your legs apart gently, more of a silent demand than a physical one. “come on baby, spread your legs a little more, let me see her.”
you do, whining already just from his tone, how desperate he sounds, like you’re keeping precious treasure away from him and all to yourself.
he groans, tortured by the sight of you. “fuck, princesa.” he licks his lips, cooing at your lower ones. “d’you miss me? yeah?”
he’s turning you on so you don’t mind the talking, you fucking love the talking, but you’re getting impatient for his touch, so you show him that—wiggling your ass in his face, whining his name the way he likes.
he curses again and slaps your ass, soothing it quickly after, rubbing a warm hand in real slow. “i know baby.”
he gets up on his knees and leans over to you, “here mi amor, get it nice and wet for me.” you open up without question and he slides his thumb in your mouth.
you swirl your tongue around it, hollowing your cheeks as you suck it real good, and he feels like he’s about to burst in his sweats.
“that’s a good girl.”
he gets back behind you, “lemme spread her open a bit yeah? then i’ll give you what we’re both dying for.” he slides his thumb between your folds and you keen, your hips bucking almost too wildly for such a little touch.
he just chuckles and bites your ass playfully before giving it a kiss, grinning against your skin. he reaches your clit and circles it nice and slow watching you clench around nothing, “there we go.”
before you can do or say anything else, his tongue is between your folds and he’s salivating between your thighs at your taste, his thumb still circling your clit expertly.
“m’thank you baby, love you so much. so good for me.” he’s panting the praise against your folds, but you’re too caught up in the pleasure to tell him you should be thanking him instead, so you just moan, and he knows exactly what you meant.
he smiles against you, hands coming to hold your ass apart for him to enjoy himself properly.
when he sucks on your clit and you moan his name all breathless, he knows he’s not getting up from this spot any time soon. he’ll thank you again after.
it’s common courtesy to express thanks for your meals, right?
porn!ah where iida, bakugou, midoriya, kirishima, shouto, sero, and denki are in a group and post videos of them fucking you and each other.
cw: dom!bakugou, dom!kirishima, dom!sero, dom!midoriya, dom!todoroki, sub!powerbottom!kaminari, oral (fem and male receiving), gangbang/group sex, rough sex, soft sex, praise, weed, size kink, public sex, mentions of mommy kink, overstimulation, squirting, sex work, cross dressing, cum eating
all characters are aged up to 18+.
the head of the group is tenya iida. he doesn’t actually fuck you. he’s more there to make sure his boys and his princess are safe and mentally stable and getting tested on the regular. he stops in once in awhile (yes, he does make appointments. he learned his lesson from waltzing in whenever he wanted). he cleans up the place and notes any needs to the house. he’s very attentive and reliable. love iida.
katsuki bakugou is the ‘rough n tough’ one. he’s so not gentle with any of you. his jagged fingers gripping the hair closest to your scalp. his hips are keeping a fast pace, fingers digging deep in your hips. the blonde loves to shove faces into pillows/mattresses/blankets. if he’s fucking you in missionary, you already know his hand is either in your hair to yank and hold your head up; making you watch his huge, pale cock make your pretty pussy gush or his hand is around your neck, closing off your airway which also makes your pussy squirt all over him. either way it’s a win-win for him. he’ll fuck you however he needs you.
shouto todoroki is a soft man. he’s not really into sticking his dick anywhere. therefore he’s mostly in the background or the one filming. for example, let’s say you were spread on the couch with katsuki destroying you in between your legs. todoroki would be behind the couch, crouching at your level, and whispering the filthiest things into your ear to encourage an orgasm from you. his voice is his specialty. sometimes he’ll even post videos of him masturbating and literally just talking. fans love it every time and it’s what todoroki’s comfortable with.
izuku midoriya is a soft boy. he loves sitting you in his lap, slowly fingering your holes and eventually increasing his speed to the point your shaking. there’s lots of kissing in scenes with him. he adores your chest. always groping and sucking on every inch of your body. not to mention, this curly haired cutie almost always eats you out. sometimes all he wants to do is tongue fuck your tiny cunt with his skilled tongue. he loves doing videos where his lips are wrapped around your clit and two girthy fingers of his are sliding in and out of you, legs pinned to your ears. he’s so soft and sweet with you. especially after a certain blonde gets done with you, he’ll kiss you on your back and make you feel all better. he’d even eat an ice cube before hand.
eijoru kirishima is a mix between soft and rough. his words and sounds are so sweet but his cock and hands are so mean to your body. you’re always blabbering about how “s’ too much!” and “can’t take it!” and “s-so big!” yeah. he teases you all the time about how big his cock is. this redhead loves how much impact he has on you. you’re so cute and needy and desperate. he could just cum buckets with you clawing him like that. one of his biggest kinks is markings, after all. it doesn’t matter if the marks are on him or on you, it makes him feel powerful either way.
denki kaminari is a good boy. more on the submissive side, he’s either sitting between your legs or letting you ride him, or getting plowed or blown by some other guy. he likes dressing up in skirts and makeup. thigh highs and lace socks are quite popular with him as well. whenever he’s inside you he’s begging to fill you up all nice n pretty so he could drop down and eat his own cum as it drips from your hole. denki loses all control when it comes to your pussy- he can’t help it. it’s so pretty and cute and sensitive and he just wants to play with it for hours. he loves to pin your knees to your shoulders and just kiss your thighs, legs, and that cunt. this boy also loves to suck on your tits while he’s getting his hole stretched out. it’s comforting. might even call you “mommy.”
hanta sero isn’t really big in any of the videos but the videos he does feature in always blow up like crazy. his favorite move is him laid back with you bouncing on his dick like a trampoline. one hand lazily sits in your waist and the other hand chills behind his head, occasionally bringing a blunt to his lips. it’s so hot. his droopy eyes, drowsy smirk, hazy chuckle he gives you when he thrusts his hips up to surprise you. to top it off, he’ll sit up at someone point and kiss you mid smile. it always leaves you with butterflies in your stomach; then you feel those butterflies get knocked by his cock and fuck you back to reality. like kirishima, sero also gets off to the idea of someone being needy for him. he likes beggers and worship. he often does videos of him in public, either bending a pretty baby over in a skirt or getting sucked off in a parking lot. once he posted a video of him and bakugou sucking faces and groping each other in a sketchy alley for two minutes straight. it’s his most popular video on his channel.
Something about Bakugou and Sero liking the same girl……… and they don’t fight about it because they’ve been friends for so long and it’d be silly to argue over such a thing now.
So instead, they talk about why they like you, share their thoughts of you with each other, share the things they’d do to you.
Many many late nights where they just sit and talk absolute filth. Bakugou would love to tug on your nipples and Sero dreams of rolling your clit on his tongue. Bakugou wants to cup your throat and feel it bulge while he fucks your face and Sero agrees with a groan. Sero says that your ass must look so perfect while riding dick reverse cowgirl, cheeks and hips covered in handprints, and Bakugou has to shift on the beanbag cuz he’s getting hard just thinking about it.
Do you have toys? A favorite dildo that you bully your cunt with most nights? Do you know how to make yourself squirt? And if not how embarrassed and cute would you be if you squirted for the first time while having sex? Would you be into being fucked by two guys at the same time- by them? How would you want it? Getting your ass and pussy stretched or one in your mouth and the other in your cunt?
“I’d go for her mouth,” Bakugou says, biting his lip and dazed stare at the wall, “she’s so fuckin’ pretty. Wanna cover her face with cum, paint it on her tongue-“
“Fuck, don’t say that, dude.” Sero groans again, this time adjusting the front of his pants, “I’m getting lightheaded over here.”
And the next day they talk to you as if they didn’t spend hours talking about the ways they would fuck you, cuz while perverts they’re not creeps. They know you deserve all the respect and love in the world and they’d never make you uncomfortable.
But they do shoot their shot. Sero mentions a houseparty that a friend of his is throwing, open to anyone, and if you’re too nervous to go by yourself, you can always tag along with him and Bakugou. Bakugou chimes in when you say yes, asks for your stupid address cuz he’s driving and wants to be on fucking time or whatever, to which you give him the info he needs.
And as you go to your next class after bidding them goodbye, you’re nearly tearing your lip open from how hard you’re biting down on it, trying not to smile. Fuck the party- you hope to god that both of them rail you on the car ride there.
Katsuki is the proud owner of a 2022 Mercedes G-Wagon. Painted matte black with black rims and orange leather interior.
His car is super clean and always smells good.
Permanent new car smell — fresh leather and wealth 💰
Keeps a an emergency preparedness bag in the trunk.
He never lets you drive his vehicle — don’t even ask.
The one time you hinted at wanting to get behind the wheel he looked at you like you grew an extra head.
“Hah? You think I’d let your dumbass drive my baby ?”
Doesn’t matter how much you pout he won’t budge but he smirk at you cause your lips look cute all poked out and shiny with glass.
Excellent driver — does that thing where he looks at you instead of the road.
“Ya nervous ?” He’d ask , grinning ferally as he grips the back of your neck with his free hand. Confident as ever as he stares you down, daring you to doubt his abilities. His heart jumps a little when you smile back and say “No , I trust you Katsuki”.
He loves getting head while driving. It makes him feel powerful.
He’ll be cruising down the highway, seat back and legs spread while he pushes you further down his shaft.
Will come without warning and expect you to swallow everything.
If you spill even a drop he’ll be punishing you severely at home.
Eijiro Kirishima ❤️
I know for a fact that this man drives a Jeep Wrangler with the doors removed— FIGHT ME.
His car is clean enough.
Lots of empty water bottles and protein bar wrappers.
Keeps extra shirts (sleeveless of course) in case he rips his from his quirk.
His car smells like his cologne.
Never let’s you drive but not in a condescending way , it’s because he’s a gentleman!
“Baby— it wouldn’t be manly to let you drive. You’re my Princess !”
Holds the door open for you to get in and comes around to open it when you get out.
His truck is lifted pretty high so he has to pick you and place you on the seat 🥹
Very concerned with your safety so he keeps both hands on the wheels at all times.
He’d never touch you while he was driving but that doesn’t mean you can’t touch yourself.
“Spread your legs wider baby. Just like that — fuckkkk~” His knuckles turn white from his harsh grip on the wheel. Erection pressing uncomfortably against the denim of his jeans. He can’t help but bite his lip while listening to your sultry moans. “Come on baby. Two more fingers. No no , don’t whine. You can do it. Wanna be ready for me , yeah ? Wanna be able to take all daddy’s dick ?”
Drives home as quickly as possible and encourages you to cum as many times as you want. Pretending to be nice but he really wants you to overstimulate yourself so you can be nice and stupid while he pounds your cunt.
Denki Kaminari 💛
Don’t quote me on this but I can see Denki driving a black mustang with a yellow lightning bolt on the hood.
The car has to be extremely loud and out there. A direct reflection of his personality.
Upon first glance this vehicle is impeccable.
All shiny and bright. Not a scratch or scuff on the paint.
But open the door and I guarantee you’ll find that one sneaker he’s been missing for like a month.
Clothes , shoes , candy , condom wrappers — ALLADAT just on the floor and the backseat.
“Don’t worry about it babe. It adds character!”
No sir , it adds to your chances of getting a ringworm but I digress.
He’ll definitely let you drive if you ask.
Likes to take the time to admire your profile when you’re focused on the rode.
Will push your hair behind your ear and tell you how beautiful you look.
Definitely loves to feed you while you drive.
Most of the candy wrappers are from lollipops that he’d shoved into your cunt two blocks ago then pulled it out at the stoplight and started to fuck your throat.
It’s a fun time.
Sero Hanta 🖤
You can’t tell me that Pro Hero Cellophane doesn’t drive a black on black Hummer. ☹️
Fuck the environment— he’s rich and wants to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
Much like Bakubro , he keeps his car spotless.
Gets it maintenanced regularly.
Very serious about his vehicle it’s his baby.
Definitely keeps several packs of gum and cologne in his console to mask the smell of 🍃
Always hotboxing.
Never lets you drive but loves to rest his hand on your upper thigh while he drives.
Glancing at you out of the corner of his low red eyes and pinching your flesh whenever he turns a corner.
“Somethin’ wrong, mi amor? You keep squirming.” Grinning he squeezes the soft flesh of your upper thigh, skirting dangerously close to the crotch. “Hanta~” you whine, trying to position his hand closer to your heat. The two of you’d been driving for 25 minutes and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter from just watching him. The pure neediness in your voice had his dick stirring in his pants. “Okay baby I know what you need.”
Deft fingers would slide underneath the thin fabric to move though your damp folds.
Several Spanish words intermix with r&b music and your soft moans.
You were so wet that he just couldn’t control himself anymore.
So he pulled into a nearby parking tower and drove to the top floor.
Sero kisses you sensually, sucking on your tongue and lips until your mouth feels bruise.
He groans when he sees the line of Saliva connecting you.
Quickly he rids himself of the seatbelt and exits then vehicle and like a gentlemen he comes to open your door ass well.
The hood of the car is still pretty warm from driving so it’s not a problem when he lays you on your back and dives face first into your pretty little pussy.
Doesn’t give a fuck who sees him.
Will suck on your clit until your legs are trembling.
When he feels like you’ve had enough he’ll flip you on your stomach to pound you under the sunset.
Bonus ! Hitoshi Shinsou 💜
In my mind Shinny Pooh is an honorary member of the Bakusquad.
Yeah he’s friends with Deku nem but oddly he finds comfort in the rowdiness of this friend group.
So to keep things simple we’re gonna have Toshi driving a motorcycle.
Idk what kind but maybe something like a Harley with low seats the would all him to sit behind you and rest his chin on your shoulder.
Likes to let you hold one of the bars so he run his big hand underneath your shirt and squeeze your tummy.
He’ll whisper in your ear that he can’t wait to fill you up and put a baby in here.
Says he loves seeing your tummy bulge when you’re full of dick and cum.
Smirks against your skin when he hears how heavy you’re breathing — knowing that you’re just as desperate for him as he is for you.
Waits until you’re at a stoplight surrounded by cars to pull your earlobe between his teeth and whisper “cum”.
Now all these innocent bystanders have witness the girlfriend of ProHero Mindbreak cum untouched.
stoner!sero with a cock that makes your brain go hazy. he’s such a tease especially when he’s high and if you wanna cum? he makes you work for it. not that he doesn’t want it as bad as you do he just likes seeing his baby so desperate n needy for him.
his hand rests on your hip while the other holds the blunt. his eyes are low and filled with lust, eyeing your backside as you fuck yourself back on him. soft squelches of the shared sin fill the room. your walls desperately cling to his manhood wanting nothing more than anything to cum. yet it’s so hard to, especially when he’s not helping. you’re whining out pleas and begging him to do something but he remains nonchalant. hand coming down hard and smacking your ass.
you’d do anything to cum right now and he knows it. you try to grind down to give your little clit some sort of stimulation but he notices instantly — hand circling the back of your neck pulling you down back resting flush against his chest. you turn to face him and he blows a cloud of smoke in your face, tutting at you. your eyes filled to the brim with tears. “if you can’t ride me properly then i won’t let you cum at all,” he says. and that’s the truth. he’ll leave you here high and dry, but you don’t want that. giving you no choice, but to do what he says. hoping that maybe — just maybe he’ll let you cum.
summary: its game night. you and hanta are playing two different games tho.
warnings: suggestive themes. not nsfw yet so-
A/N: HEAVILY BASED ON THIS AUDIO BECAUSE IT MADE SQUEAL AND SQUIRM AND I AM NOT OKAY-
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"baby~ i'm back and i got us some smoothies- oh," sero cut himself off to blink at you haunched over your desk in your gamer uniform consisting of his oversized hoodie, cat ear headphones and no pants before breaking into a soft smile. "gaming with the gang?"
you barely managed a glance at your boyfriend, shifting your headphones to uncover one ear to hear him and a frantic nod because y/n, if you get us all killed again i will set you up for every hero meet and greet, interview, gala and forum for the next 3 months. it was a cruel and unusual punishment but it did its job into striking fear into your poor anxiety-ridden and introverted heart.
hanta only smirked as he walked over to your desk, hooking his chin your shoulder, hands bracing himself on the armrest of your chair.
"mina threatened to drag you to a social event if you lose again?" he muses, flinching as you got shot in the game, hearing the outraged screams of your friends online. "bakugou did this time," you winced as you scrambled to take cover to heal yourself, pulling an amused scoff from your boyfriend.
"sorry, hanta. i'll get off on the next round. i'm sure i can convince jirou to take over-"
"no no, its fine. keep playing. plus, wouldn't want bakugou and mina doing well on their threat hm?" he huffed out a laugh as you squeaked at another attack in your direction, his long fingers coming up to play with your hair.
"but i wanna spend time with you though," you whined, desperate to escape but not having the time to emphasize your point with practiced puppy eyes before a certain angry blonde was abusing your eardrums, chucking a health potion in your face, barking out another threat if you left the game, your other friends agreeing in the background.
god, you really needed to remember to mute them before putting on your oh-woe-is-me-save-me-from-these-gremlins poor little girlfriend act.
"aw~ its okay, guapa. you should keep playing. i'll manage so you can do both~" your boyfriend offered sweetly. "here, move over a little, sweetheart."
your boyfriend swiftly maneuvered your chair away from your table before settling under your desk and pulling your chair forward back to its spot.
"w-what are you doing?"
hanta only grinned up at you from where he sat between your thighs, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "you wanted to spend some time together no? and this way you can keep playing with the others too," he explained carelessly, large hands smoothing up your bare thighs.
fuck.
"b-but-"
"unmute yourself. i can hear blasty and sparky yelling at you from down here. answer them, baby."
you glanced down at hanta uncertainly, watcing him look back with seemingly innocent eyes.
you knew better though.
"i'm not even here, baby," he smiles sweetly.
"go on. play."
fuck if that didn't send chills down your spine. all the while hanta looks at you with an easy lopsided smile. the smug bastard.
you stared back a moment longer, before mina's screeching for backup pulled your attention back to the game. hesitantly, you relented with an uncertain 'okay' and bring your attention back to not dying.
it was less than a minute before you barely managed to suppress the squeal of surprise at the feeling of your boyfriends grip on your thighs tighten followed by kisses peppered onto the skin of your inner thigh. you tore your gaze away to look at your boyfriend with wide eyes.
"hanta-"
"its okay, baby," that bastard purred lazily, looking up at your squirming figure all smug, turning his head to plant another kiss on your skin. "just relax."
just relax my ass-
"mh!" you all but smacked your headset, muting your mic, having not manage to swallow the mewl at those hands feeling up the sides of your body and his teeth gentle biting into the sensitive flesh this time.
"hanta-"
the bastard preened at the desperate noise he pulled out of you.
"aw you're enjoying this a lot, aren't you?"
"hanta you bastard-"
"hey now~ be careful how you answer me now, hm, darling?" he grins up at you darkly, reaching up to unmute your mic. "and don't you dare mute yourself again."
fuck.
his hands return to your thights, readjusting his grip before kissing the skin again. dark eyes flashed up to your face when you stay frozen in your seat. "play."
fuck.
your brain buffered as you forced your gaze away from your boyfriend and back onto the screen. you tried to focus on the game, fall back into the familiar chaos of your friends screeching, tried to concentrate on not getting killed.
not possible.
absolutely not fucking possible.
not when you felt warm lips plant wet kisses on the inside of your thighs, his pierced tongue occassionally flicking out to tease your skim.
not when you could here his delighted hums and hot fucking moans that he doesn't bother hiding, knowing the effect they had on you.
not when you had to put all your energy and attention into stopping yourself from mewling and whining from the sensations of those big warm hands smoothing up and down your thighs and his hot breath fanning over your trembling flesh way to close to your-
"is it okay if i leave my mark?" he mummured, the puff of his breath on your skin making you shudder, your thighs instinctively trying to clamp shut around your boyfriend's broad shoulders.
you bit your lip, choking on the whine threatening to leave your lips as you desperately shook your head no. you wouldn't be able to stay quiet if he did that.
"no? aw its okay, baby. i'll do it on the inside of your thighs. no one will even know its there," he drones reassuringly, before his voice drops into a deep growl.
"except for me."
you barely had time to brace yourself before you felt teeth nipping your skin, causing you to yelp in surprise, hand flying off of your keyboard to muffle your voice. the handsome bastard only chuckled as he soothed over the bite with his tongue before attacking another spot with light sucks and bites, determined to mark you up as his.
fuck you can't anymore.
you practically tore off your headset, blatantly ignoring your friends' yelling before closing the entire tab.
you didn't care anymore.
"oh? logging off already? done playing?"
this fucking asshole.
"we're playing," you growled hungrily, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and roughly pulling him into a kiss. hanta's eyes widened at your tone and action. the look in your eyes had him going wild. fuck. you were going to play alright.
"oh!" he exlaimed lightly, pulling away from your kiss, making you glare at the loss of his lips. he smiles back easily, unbothered by your deathstare. "our smoothies are still on the counter! i'll go get them before they mh-"
this fucking bastard.
you practically attacked his lips, each kiss rough and forceful, glowering when he had the audacity to laugh.
"okay, okay. we can- mh!" shut.
"we can get more smoothies n- nnn~" the fuck.
"next mmm-" up.
god. this incorrigible bastard. if looks could kill, you would've loss your hero license 2 minutes ago.
you pulled away from the aggressive attempts at shutting him up with a kiss, leaving behind your dazed boyfriend looking up at you with a lovestruck expression, eyes drunk and glazed but doing absolutely nothing to hide the feral hunger behind it that you had no doubt matches your own.
all with that stupid fucking grin.
"i'll make it up to you, guapa."
he fucking better.
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A/n: oh god this is my oli writes filth awakening- i wrote this in one sitting so you can forgive me if it sucks. i give you my permission :'D
Just saying, I would TOTALLY read a phone sex fic from you if you ever actually do write it 👀 Random thot of the night is that I always thought Sero would be really good at it for some reason, hehe
cw: phone sex, mutual masturbation, slight dom sub dynamics, guided masturbation
no you're right. sero would be so good at it because he always knows exactly what to say. he's got this lilt to his voice, playful and upturned. and for some reason.... it just sounds better over the phone.
you can imagine the way the corner of his mouth pulls as he speaks "oh yeah?" into the receiver. it's a normal way to respond to what you did today, but something about that familiar drop and upturn makes your stomach twist. it settles in your gut and you can practically see the way sero reclines back onto his couch in satisfaction.
he knows very well what he does to you, what his voice does to you. sero knows that with the right tone, he can work you up as easily as he can with his hands. so when you're finished recounting your day and he can hear your nerves in your voice, he asks you calmly what you want to do next.
your hand finds the waistband of your shorts and you instinctively spread your legs open on the couch of your apartment, almost mindless with how badly you want him to walk you through it. he hums on the receiver when your breath catches, you can hear it, you imagine feeling it with your palm pressed to his neck.
"you wanna feel good?" he speaks for you, leaning further into his couch. you can hear the smirk, the pull of his lips.
"yeah..." it's breathless. it comes from deep in your gut as your pointer finger slips under your waistband and finds your clit.
"you touching yourself?" his voice drops an octave.
"mhm" you screw your eyes shut and press the receiver closer to your ear as if it would will him out of it so he can just touch you instead.
"good girl, keep going."
you nod like he can see it, working your finger around your clit as it grows puffy under your touch. sero can hear the rustling of fabric through the phone, the way your body begins to shift as a dull pleasure begins to mount in your gut.
"wish you were here..." you say, teasing the entrance to your cunt.
"yeah? wish i was too." his voice shakes slightly, arousal mounting in the back of his throat. "i'd make you feel so good. touch you like i always do."
you moan into the phone, biting down hard on your bottom lip.
"want more?" sero asks and you can hear the shift of his body. "give yourself more, baby. i want to hear it."
you moan when you slip a finger into your cunt and you can hear as sero let's out a groan and starts palming himself through his sweats. you can hear the rustling of fabric across his crotch and imagine the weight of his cock in your hand. you press up and stutter.
"f-fuck..."
"feels good, huh?" sero says. there's a grit to his voice, like he's just as desperate as you are. he does a better job of maintaining his composure. "how many fingers?"
"just one."
"add another." you whine at how stern he sounds, at the shake and lilt in his voice.
you follow. everything he tells you, you do. every word from his mouth makes you more desperate, makes a part of you keen for his touch. your body is burning, heating up and boiling over with each word of desire he utters. when sero tells you to pick up the pace, you do.
"fuck. i can hear how wet you are." he groans and you hear the distinctive sound of his hand pumping his cock. you moan. "if i were there, i'd fuck you so hard. i'd make you feel so f-fucking good."
"want you so bad, sero." you choke, heat mounting in your lower gut, swirling and climbing. "want you to fuck me, make you feel good. i need it."
sero groans and the sounds from his end of the receiver get louder and lewder. "you getting close? wanna cum for me, babe?"
you whine your response.
"yeah? fuck, if i were there i'd cum so hard for you. i'd plug you up nice and tight, just how you like it."
"god, sero...." you toss your head back, pinching the phone between your neck and shoulder as you slide your other hand down to your clit. "I'm gonna cum..."
"go a-ahead." he says, slapping sound growing louder, his pace becoming choppy. "cum with me, baby."
you hear his voice catch as you start to let go. your legs go rigid, back arching forward as you whimper out a moan that signals the beginning of your orgasm. you hear him stutter through a string of swears and you can picture the way he's tossed his head back, ready to cum, close and throbbing like you are.
it comes all at once and you both stutter through your orgasms with whines and grunts. it builds, bends, and breaks inside of you as you arch forward and then fold in on yourself, body shaking as you work yourself down.
"shit, i made a mess." sero breathes. you hear him sink back into the couch, his head thumping against the back of it.
you let out a small laugh. "oh yeah?"
he goes quiet for a moment on the other end of the line before you hear a rustle and the sound of him standing up. "fuck... i'm coming over. stay exactly how you are."
