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Kinktober Post 8

Prompt: Spanking / Jealousy / Possessiveness / Degradation (but like barely)

Featuring: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

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The Gala had been great, you felt like you really got to do some important networking this time. The fight for top hero spots was always difficult and you knew by building your connections you’d be able to gain some traction. Unfortunately, Tetsutetsu had been distant from you all night. he had looked at you with a hard expression and barely said two words to you. As you got home to your shared apartment and hung up your coat you turned to him to ask him what his deal had been. Before you could even open your mouth you were pinned against the wall, his hand shot our grabbing your face fingers on each cheek as he pulled you dangerously close to him.

“What the hell was all that about?” His gaze fierce. Your brows furrowed in confusion but he didn’t let you answer, “don’t give me that look, you know exactly what you were doing. Smiling and laughing at them, letting them look at you like that and acting like you enjoyed it. Dressing up all pretty and acting like a whore for compliments.” You clenched your thighs together, not knowing whether it was at his words or the love and possessiveness mixed in the look he was giving you.

Now you were naked and bent over his thick thighs as he sat on the couch. Unshed tears in your eyes as he smoothed his hand over the blossoming red marks on your ass. One hand rested on your lower back rubbing small circles gently into the skin, lovingly. While the other delivered another harsh slap to your ass, you yelped but the mixture of loving and harsh touches had you panting and mewling that would’ve had you embarrassed if you hadn’t been lost to the ecstasy of the situation.

You had never felt so exposed and so safe at the same time as another hard slap echoed through the room. His voice was rough, you could hear the need in it now as he murmured praises and insults but never with true cruelty. Warmth pooled in between your thighs at his words and his touches. Your hips rocking back more and more with each spank, you heard the small huff of a laugh from Tetsu, clearly enjoying how needy you were for him. You whined as he ran a finger over your dripping slit, collecting some of the pooling wetness, “You’re so wet for me, so needy,” you pushed back trying to get more friction from his touch, “such a needy little slut,” he said as he turned you around to sit in his lap, holding you up by your hips as he undid his pants. A lot of the anger and heat was gone from his gaze now, replaced with need, with affection for the woman in front of him.

He held you above his cock, you could see the way it throbbed in anticipation, you moaned just at the sight of it your pussy clenching around nothing as if seeking him out, needing to remember the stretch of him. He forced your gaze to his as he spoke, “Say it, tell me who you belong to,” he rubbed the tip of his cock through your slick folds before lining it up at your entrance. The whine you let out was filled with desperation, “You Tetsu, I belong to you!” His loving gaze was unwavering as he slammed you down on his cock stretching you in one fluid movement and not giving you a chance to adjust, “Don’t forget that next time.”

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Last cluster of doodles i have for now

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Info dump of Koki Satomi

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Doodles of Kirishima × Satomi

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Footnotes ♡

Pairing: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu x afab!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Tags: footjob, subby!Tetsutetsu, under desk, flirty reader, gn!reader, non-established relationship.

The quiet hum of the heater and the rustle of notebook pages were the only sounds in the room, save for Tetsutetsu’s soft, frustrated grumbling. He was hunched over his chemistry notes, brow furrowed, pen held between his teeth as he stared at the same equation for the third time.

You sat across from him at the low kotatsu table, legs stretched out under the warm blanket, your own notebook forgotten as you watched him squint at the page like it had personally insulted him.

“You okay there, genius?” you asked, barely holding back a smirk.

“M’fine,” he mumbled around the pen, then yanked it out with a sigh. “I just—why does stoichiometry hate me?”

You giggled, eyes dropping slightly—past the table, under the blanket, where his leg was stretched out and unaware of the trouble it was about to find itself in.

You shifted slightly, slow and casual, until your foot brushed gently against the inside of his ankle. Just a light touch—barely anything—but enough to make him jolt like he’d been shocked.

“W-What’re you—?” he looked up sharply, his face already turning pink.

You raised a brow, playing innocent. “What? Did I startle you?”

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, clearly not trusting himself to speak. You smiled, letting your toes trail just a little higher, brushing along the muscle of his calf under the fabric of his sweatpants. He bit down on the pen again, hard.

“You seem tense,” you teased, voice low, your foot now slowly sliding higher up his leg. “You should relax a little.”

His breathing quickened. He was frozen, eyes flicking between you and his hopelessly abandoned notebook. You watched him closely, your movements unhurried as your foot found its way to his inner thigh, feeling the heat radiating from him even through the layers.

His cheeks were crimson now. “We—we’re supposed to be studying…”

“You can still answer chemistry questions while squirming, can’t you?” you whispered, letting your foot brush against something harder now—very hard, judging by the way he stifled a breathy moan and gripped the edge of the table like it might keep him grounded.

Tetsutetsu’s knuckles were white, his eyes wide, lips parted in a quiet gasp as you pressed your foot more firmly between his legs, teasing pressure and friction while he tried—and failed—to keep his composure.

His head dropped forward, forehead nearly hitting his notebook, a soft whimper slipping from his throat. “This is s-so not fair,” he muttered, voice shaking.

“Could stop if you want,” you offered, dragging your foot away ever so slightly.

“No!” he blurted, eyes snapping up. “I mean—n-no, it’s fine, just…”

His voice trailed off into a helpless whine as you began moving again—slow, rhythmic, maddening. He squirmed, his hips twitching slightly as he tried to stay quiet, but you could see it all over him: the way his eyes glazed, his breathing hitched, his body begged for more.

Under the table, it was hot. Tension rising. Breath catching. And across the table, Tetsutetsu looked wrecked—flushed, panting, trying to keep from making too much noise as you pushed him closer and closer to the edge with nothing but your foot and a wicked smile.

You leaned in just a little, letting your voice drop to a sultry whisper. “Still think stoichiometry’s the hardest thing you’ll deal with tonight?”

He moaned—quiet, desperate—and dropped his head into his arms with a strangled, “Oh my god…”

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Sweet After Heat ♡

Pairing: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu x afab!Reader

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences (13+)

Tags: aftercare, fluff, mentions of suggestive content, domestic.

The room was warm, still heavy with the scent of skin and sweat and something more intimate. Your limbs felt like jelly, boneless and trembling in the most satisfying way, while the sheets beneath you were rumpled beyond recognition. Every inch of you hummed, glowing with the aftershocks of being thoroughly, lovingly wrecked.

Tetsutetsu hovered above you for a moment, eyes hazy but soft, silver hair damp and wild. He reached up and gently brushed your hair from your face, his fingers trailing across your cheek like you were something delicate, breakable. His thumb paused at your lips, swiping across them like he still couldn’t believe what just happened.

"You okay, babe?" he whispered, voice hoarse from moaning your name like a prayer not that long ago.

You gave a dazed little laugh, nodding as you pulled him down to rest against you. “More than okay.”

He grinned—wide and boyish, a flash of sharp teeth and warmth—and let out a breathless chuckle before collapsing beside you, tugging you close so your head rested on his chest. His heartbeat was still fast, thudding against your cheek like it was trying to catch up to reality.

"That was... wow," he muttered, still half out of it. "You’re dangerous, y’know that?"

You lifted your head slightly to smirk at him. “Says the guy who almost broke the bed.”

He barked a laugh, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Okay, that wasn’t on purpose.”

You cuddled in closer, fingers tracing lazy patterns along his torso. He was warm—solid muscle and soft skin—and you never wanted to move again. He smelled like clean sweat and your perfume and a little like the vanilla-scented laundry detergent he never admitted to using.

A beat passed before he whispered, “Hey… did I hurt you? At all?”

The concern in his voice was real. Gentle. Like even after everything, all he really wanted was to be sure you felt safe, loved.

You shook your head, smiling against his chest. “You were perfect. Seriously.”

He let out a sigh of relief, kissing the top of your head. “Good. You just… mean a lot to me, y’know? I never wanna push too hard.”

You tilted your chin up to kiss him—slow and lazy, mouths brushing more than meeting. “You’re sweet,” you mumbled, lips still against his. “Too sweet for someone who manhandled me like that five minutes ago.”

“Ohhh, so you liked that,” he teased, grinning again, eyes gleaming now.

You rolled your eyes, laughing. “Shut up and get us some water.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a dramatic salute, slipping out of bed and walking—still gloriously shirtless—toward the kitchen.

You watched him go, heart full, body sore in the best way, and already smiling in anticipation of curling back into him once he returned with two glasses and that crooked, lovesick grin.

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Face Full of You ♡

Pairing: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu x gn!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Blowjobs, deepthroating, rough but tender, face-fucking, praise (reader-recieving).

Tetsutetsu was already flushed pink all the way to the tips of his ears.

He sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread, muscles tense, and eyes wide as you knelt between them. Your hands slid up his thighs slowly, teasing, but your mouth was anything but gentle. The moment your lips wrapped around him, his entire body jolted.

He gasped, head tipping back, one hand flying to your hair as if it was the only thing grounding him. “S–so good,” he stammered, voice cracking, hips twitching despite himself.

You took him deeper, slowly, deliberately, letting him feel the drag of your mouth, the pressure, the heat. His grip in your hair tightened as a shaky breath escaped him—half moan, half whimper.

“D-Don’t stop,” he pleaded, blinking fast. His cheeks were glowing hot, eyes wet at the corners, overwhelmed by how much it was. You kept going, relentless and smooth, your tongue teasing just right, your throat taking him inch by inch until his moans turned into broken, high-pitched cries.

You felt him try to hold back—trembling, whining—but then he lost it.

Tetsutetsu’s hips bucked forward, and he started to move, unsteady at first but quickly finding a rhythm. He was face-fucking you now, panting, clutching your hair like he needed you more than air, every thrust sending choked moans tumbling from his lips.

“I—ahh—I'm gonna—!” His voice cracked again, desperate and breathless.

Tears welled up at the corners of his eyes as the pleasure overwhelmed him. He looked down at you, mouth parted, face a mess of flushed skin and glossy eyes. “You’re… ngh, so good to me—so f-fucking good…”

You kept your hands on his thighs, letting him have you completely, letting him chase the edge until his voice broke into a loud, needy cry and he stilled, trembling as he hit his peak hard.

He fell back onto his hands after, breathless, face pink, chest rising and falling in uneven gasps.

When you looked up, he was still blushing like mad, eyes watery and dazed, lips parted in awe. “…Holy shit,” he whispered, voice hoarse, “you ruined me.”