Disclaimers: Chubby reader, mdni, fluff, smut, (kinda) , gentleness, mentions of insecurity, loser!reader, popularguy!someone you imagine. p in v, etc etc. Kinda shitty smut.
In your two years of college, you weren't very interested in making friends like others were. You were there to learn. Sure - it got boring at times, but you kept yourself pretty occupied. Doodling, daydreaming, studying. People said, college means you "have fun," you "fuck around" but you weren't exactly interested in that.
And not that you could be, either way, because most people would either ignore you or call you a loser in a pitying way.
You had your own group of friends of course, but they were all in different courses so you only saw them in the hallway. You liked keeping it small. Did you long for the social, party life your classmates had? Well.. yes, but did it bother you that much? ..no? Maybe a little bit. But you liked the way it was anyway.
Besides, popular people, they're all the same! They usually think they're better than others, they get mean to others sometimes, and they're always sooo egoistical, surrounded by attention.
You weren't that type, and you hated attention anyway. You had your special interests, did decently in school, and a part time minimum wage job as a cashier at a nearby Lidl. It was fine. The job didn't give much but gave enough for you to keep an apartment nearby the college. You just hated dorm rooms. They have no privacy.
No one paid much attention to you, but it was fine.
So, when you bumped into him, you expected him to tell you to "scram" or "watch where you move." But that wasn't what happened.
You reached down, already muttering apologies, while picking your books up. You wanted to get it over with and run so the attention wouldn't be on you.
But it was. Because you looked up and saw him, and he was full on blushing. Red. You assumed it was because you embarassed him, but he started stuttering. He never stutters. He's known for being cool, cold, uncaring, calculated. Everybody wanted a piece of him.
Was he hot? Of course. Did you want him? No, because he has way tooo much attention on himself, and again, you hated that.
"O-oh- uh- s-sorry name, I- I'll pay more attention next time." He said, hand scratching behind his neck.
..Okay, is this a joke? Is he making fun of you for muttering apologies? Why is he acting like this? Why is he so goddamn red? Whatever. You needed to leave before he yelled out a joke about you being fat or something. You said,
"It's fine." And went on your way, books picked up. You took a couple of steps, and looked back to see him standing there, looking back after you. He made eye contact with you and you decided it's your cue to go.
You thought that was weird, but it woud surely be the end of that. Well, not exactly.
From that day on, you started seeing him EVERYWHERE you went in school with your friends. You questioned it, but thought nothing of it, because why would you? He can be anywhere he wants to be.
It's been weeks and you kept seeing him around still - You thought it would go away. But no, because that day you went to school and found a rose in your locker with a note that said it's from him.
You tore the note apart and rolled your eyes. Why? This joke has been played on you before. The, "Oh hey name, my friend likes you!" cruel joke. You threw the rose away too. You're way too old for these.
But what you didn't know,
Was that he was watching it from a far, watching you tear his note apart and throw his rose into the trash, on the brink of tears. Why did you throw it away? Did you not like roses? Did you just not like him? But why? He was nice!
He's spent weeks trying to get closer to you, never getting enough confidence to talk to you but the one time he does, you break his heart like that? Why? His friends said you found him attractive because well, everyone does.
You thought nothing of it all day. Thought it would go away. You also thought it was pretty rude - I mean, really? Over bumping into someone once? Overreaction.
Well, until your last class ended and you found yourself looking up at him because he literally stood in the doorway, scratching his neck. Whispering, muttering something you couldn't hear.
But you were already annoyed because during your last class one of the girls made fun of your tornado presentation which you spent weeks on working, especially because you love tornadoes.
So you kind of snapped.
"Listen, I- I've already had these jokes done on me before. I said I was sorry about bumping into you, I don't know what else you want from me, and honestly it's kind of a childish move to pull that joke. We're all adults here."
And he stood there in silence. Frozen. He didn't know what to say? Good! You told him! You weren't gonna be the same little girl in high school who got bullied and said nothing! You did so good - wait was he crying?
Tears were genuinely starting to come down his face.
"A-are you crying?" Oh no, there it goes, your voice just cracked. You hate making people cry. Were you that mean? It wasn't even that mean, was it?
He just shook his head, saying, "No," confidently this time, trying to seem bigger but the tears kind of kept coming down his face. "W-why would I be crying?" He asked, and then he muttered a "fuck" quietly, and of course you heard THAT but not what he was muttering before.
You sighed. You caused this, you were gonna deal with this. You spoke, "Listen. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry-" but he cut you off.
"Why don't you like me?" He asked, voice cracking, looking at you.
You raised an eyebrow. Is this serious? Was one of the most popular guys in this college asking you why you didn't like him? "I do like you." And his eyes sparkled.
"Really? But you threw the rose away. Does this mean you would go on a date with me?" He asked, almost shaking.
Wait. Did he just say date? ..With you? ...Was this a joke?
"I don't have any money," you say, assuming he wanted you to pay or something. But he shook his head. "I'll pay. I promise. Please?" He asks, and you got more confused. "..Are you joking right now?" You asked, but he looked panicked immediately. "W-what? No! Not at all! I really like you, and I would like to take you on a date."
You sighed eventually, saying yes. What's the worst that could happen from this? You didn't have much time left in college anyway, so even if this was a prank, you wouldn't have to bear it for too long.
You agreed to set a time on friday, 6pm, because you just loved the way Friday sounded and it was one of your favorite days anyway, right after thursday.
You thought he would stand you up or make fun of you, or make it a joke.
..Well it turns out it wasn't a fucking joke because he turned up before 6pm, another rose in his hand, and he was wearing a suit. An actual, suit. While you were wearing a sundress. Simple. ..Did you underdress? or did he overdress?
He looked panicked. You walked over, saying hi, and with shaky hands he handed the rose over.
It smelled nice, and it was pink. Pink was your favorite color, so of course you loved it.
"I- I booked a reservation in a restaraunt not too far from here." It was very obvious he was trying hard to look confident. You smiled at it, it was cute from him, and he smelled really nice.
You followed him and while he was silent during the walk, he did get talkative in the restaraunt.
And only then did you realize, shit, YOU underdressed. But you can't blame yourself - He didn't exactly tell you he was gonna take you somewhere this fancy.
While you two waited, he started talking. About his life, about college, about what he plans on his job being, and he actually asked about you too.
The conversation eventually shifted. The wine you ordered did its job, made it much easier to talk about things, especially for him.
He admitted he wanted to ask you out for so long, He switched topic of course, but you couldn't let that go.
"Wait- what? You wanted to ask me out?" You asked, looking confused.
"Well, yeah. Sorry if that's weird to say." He looked away, sheepish.
"No, not at all. I just didn't expect that." You said, swallowing.
"Why not? You're pretty. I was worried you had a boyfriend, or something," he admitted, his eyes suddenly very interested in the floor.
You shook your head and smiled. He was being pretty cute. You two talked for a little more, ate food, and he was very respectful. The mood lightened, and you two made jokes, drank a little bit more.
He got confident at the end. But it was time to go, the restaraunt was closing. He walked you home, and when it was time for you to go inside, you genuinely hesitated.
"Do you want to come in?" You asked, and his eyes lit up. "I mean- yes- If you're okay with it."
"Yeah. I'm okay with it."
He called your apartment pretty, even though it was small. You guided him to the couch and grabbed some popcorn - and gave it to him. You put on random videos to watch, and he eventually put his hand on yours, allthough nervously.
Maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was the mood. But you leaned over and kissed him. He wasted no time kissing you back.
He deepened the kiss, a surprisingly good kisser- and he pulled you onto his lap. It wasn't long before you were full blown making out, the video in the background fully forgotten. His hand stayed on your back, strictly.
You broke away, and he was worried he did something wrong. Already opening his mouth to apologize when you took your sundress off. He took this as a sign to take his shirt off- and shit. His chest was toned.
Chiseled, almost, you could say. His hands on your back, yours in his hair. He slowly fiddled with your bra, and you smiled.
"You can take it off, you know."
And without wasting any time, he quickly unclipped your bra, pressing you against him more. You moaned into the kiss. He suddenly got way more confident, and let one of his hands wander to your ass, the cupping your cheek.
When you broke the kiss, forehead against his, he got you off of his lap and stood up. Was that it? Did he realize he didn't want you?
Well, those overthinking thoughts quickly went away when he started fiddling with his belt, hands shaking so he was messing it up. You helped him take it off, and he looked at you like you were some sort of angel. He got out of his pants - rock hard. He sat down next to you again, and he swallowed.
"Do you want this?"
"Yes," It wasn't even a question.
You expected him to just take his boxers off and fuck you, but no.
He got down on his knees, and looked up at you to see if he could do this.
You nodded.
He slowly slid your panties off of you and he spread your legs slightly apart. He started leaving kisses along your thighs, teasing. Your moans were like a melody to his ears. He finally put his mouth where you needed it most, and fuck he felt good. You didn't know being eaten out could feel this good, sure, you've had decent head before, but none like this.
He worked his tongue on you, and slid one finger inside. He sucked on your clit, and you swore you would come so you got him off of you. The only place you wanted to come on tonight, was his dick.
He was confused. "Did I do something wrong?" He asked, tilting his head. You shook your head.
"Sit on the couch," you said. He obliged immediately. You slid his boxers off, and you sat in his lap. He blushed hard.
You looked at him. "Can I do this?" you asked. "Please," he begged, almost drooling at the sight of you naked on top of him. When you finally slid in, You realized you might've taken a bite too big for you. He was roughly 7-8 inches and you were.. Not exactly used to that. And not only that- he was pretty too. Though he looked like he was suffering more than you did, because when you finally started moving, he actually started groaning.
"Fuck.. You're so pretty," he said, thrusting his hips slowly upwards, meeting yours. He held your face, too, with one hand on your cheek and the other on your hip. He was going to lose it.
He started thrusting up into you harder, faster. He was practically drooling over you.
You swore you've never moaned louder, and your neighbours probably hate you now. But you didn't care, you couldn't care. You weren't thinking about it. In fact, you weren't thinking about much at all this time.
"Fuck, I wanted you for so long," he whispered between kisses. "I've always wanted you to be mine. Fuck, for so long.." He groaned.
You moaned, barely hearing his words but they sure as fucking hell helped you out with getting closer to your high. Who knew he would be a talker? And especially someone who praises you?
"Are you mine? Can you be mine? Please, fuck, tell me you're mine." He asked, thrusting harder and harder into you.
"I-I'm yours - f-fuck..." You moaned out. You kissed him again, and with that you reached your high. Right after, he pulled out and came outside of you, breathing hard.
The thoughts came back again. What if this was all he wanted? Would he leave now? Are you another notch on his belt?
No. He got you off of him, and the first thing he did after standing up was bringing you a blanket and cleaning up around you.
What the fuck? is this a dream?
He made sure you were okay, and apologized if this went, "too fast." You smiled and said no, and he immediately said, "I hope you don't think this is all I wanted. I really, would like to date you.." He said, looking away.
You laughed and pulled him into the couch with you, cuddling him.
You kissed him.
"I would like that too."
this is my first post in a while, and ive decided to make it today after a looong ass break of everything.
It's pretty shitty, and not proofread, so sorry if this didn't turn out good.
The man i imagined for this was Simon Riley, but I know it wouldn't exactly fit so I say imagine whoever you want.
It's been a good while since I've posted or written anything, so again, I'm sorry.
Gojo, König, Simon riley, etc.
SMUT SMUT SMUT!! P in V, unprotected sex, mentions of weight.
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Spicy 🔥 Part 2
Darry's lips were quick to find yours again in a feverishly hungry kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you matched his intensity. His hands slipped under your work shirt and roamed your supple body, leaving trails of burning fire wherever he touched. It was enough to drive you crazy with desire. He made quick work of slipping off your top and didn't hesitate to work his lips on the side of your neck, earning a small yelp from you. You felt him start to grind into you, causing you to mewl slightly louder as you felt his hardness against you clothed clit. "Darry...what if they come back," you rasped out nearly breathless from him already.
"They won't, don't worry," he mumbled into the spot behind your ear, his breath also becoming ragged. He captured your lips again, unhooking your bra and allowing it to fall to the floor. You shivered as the cool air hit your skin and immediately felt self-conscious, bringing your arms quickly over your exposed bosom. Darry paused. "No, baby," he gently grabbed your wrists and pulled your arms away gingerly. "Don't hide from me, doll," his voice was tender, yet commanding as he uncovered your voluptuous chest. "So beautiful," he cooed, cupping your left breast and massaging it with his calloused hand. You let out a deep sensual moan as you bit your bottom lip. "Never hide this from me," he spoke deeper. You nodded, knowing you couldn't resist giving in to his whims.
"D-Darry," you muttered softly, looking up at him. It was all he could do to keep from melting at your needy gaze. He let out a soft groan as his pants became even tighter thanks to you.
"Good god, babydoll. Look what you're doin' to me," he said in a low voice. Then, without warning, he scooped you up by your ass and began carrying you to his room.
"Darry!" You squealed, instinctively wrapping your legs around him. "Where are we going?"
"As much as I wanna take ya right there on the counter, I want our first time together to feel a bit more comfortable than that," he stated simply. He walked the both of you into his room, kicking the door shut with his foot and tossing to on the bed softly. You giggled at the feeling, and he laughed softly along with you as he slipped his on shirt off and climbed on top of you, supporting his weight on his hands. You took a moment to study him, and what you saw made you turn beet red. You knew he was pretty strong, but you'd never really seen him shirtless. Every detail of his chiseled torse took your breath away. He was like some sort of statue. You started to get in your own head again but quickly pushed those thoughts out of your mind. Of course he wants you. He invited you here after all. And he's the one looking at you like he wants nothing more than to devour you where you lay. "You're somethin' special baby," he said adoringly before kissing you again. You felt his stiffness begin to assault your sweet spot yet again, and you pulled away from the kiss, moaning even louder than last time as your hands found their way to his shoulders.
"P-please Darry... teasing too much," you whined at him. He chuckled, slipping your pants off. You were too love drunk to be embarrassed at how soaked your underwear was, and quickly his fingers began rubbing you through your underwear, earning more sounds of sweet delight from you.
"Hmm," he hummed lowly, " 'M not sure you're quite ready for me, beautiful. What ya think?" You tried your best to choke back your moans, your nails digging into his shoulder blades.
"I- aaahh... I am Darry, p... plea- haaa... ease," you pleaded, certain you couldn't wait for him anymore longer. Without saying another word, he yanked your underwear off, discarding them with your pants, and made short work of removing his own bottoms as well. You gulped at the size of him, but he didn't give you much time to mentally prepare as he jumped back on top of you. He kissed your forehead lovingly as he slid every inch deep inside you, burying himself to the hilt. You heard a grunt of relief come from his chest as you, yourself, mewled at the feeling of him filling you up.
"Ya okay?" He asked, waiting patiently for the green light to continue. You nodded.
"More than okay," you beamed up at him. He reciprocated before starting to move. His thrusts were slow and sensual at first, but pretty soon, he picked up momemtum, delving into you at a fast pace. He was careful not to go too hard. After all, he still wanted your first time to at least be somewhat romantic. Moan After filthy moan spilled from your lips as you clinged to him. He placed kisses along your neck and jaw as he continued ravaging your walls. You thought for sure this is what heaven must be like. The man of your dreams that you see every week at work whisks you away to a night of dinner, dancing, and passionate sex, and to top it all off, he's unbelievably enamored with you. You had to be dreaming. Before you had time to process what was happening, he had flipped you over and was pounding into you from behind, his grunts becoming more prominent. One hand had a tight grasp on your hip while the other rested on your back. "F-fuck aaahh," you practically yelled.
"This is what you do to me, babydoll," he growled. "I walk- mmnh... into the store for a few things 'n I see you all bent over, stockin' a shelf. Nnnh. That ass all out on display, 'n I want nothing more than to make a mess of you right there in the aisle. Aaah... just like- mmm... this," he groaned into your ear. His words only served to make you even drunker with lust as you pushed back against him, matching his thrusts. "Oh god, darlin'." His grip on you tightened as he began to lose all self-control. He flipped you back over, thrusting as hard and fast as he could. You both lost all control of the noises the two of you were making as he boinked you senseless. It wasn't long before you reached your climax, your sweet hole clenching around him as you let it crash over you. You had managed to tangle your hands in his hair and ended up tugging at it as the waves cascaded through your body. He hissed in pleasure at the multiple types of stimulation he was feeling from you, and he dipped his head down into the crook of your neck, biting gently and the soft flesh earning more heavenly sounds from you and that was enough to tip him over the edge. He finished off inside of you with a final grunt before pulling out and rolling over, bringing you securely to his chest. His hand ran up and down the spine of your back while you traced lazy patterns on his chest.
"Darry!! We're back from the movies!" Ponyboy yelled from the living room. You yelped in surprise, pulling the blanket over yourself hastily. Darry laughed softly at your spooked expression.
"Hey! You ate dinner without us! And the kitchen's a mess!" Sodapop exclaimed.
"Now, don't go complainin'! There's plenty in there to eat, and I cooked, so you can both wash up ya hear?" Darry called back at them.
"Wait a minute... candles? Two plates? Darry, what's goin' on here?" Pony inquired, his footsteps getting closer and closer to the bedroom door. You hid your face in Darry's chest, and he tightened his arms around you, chuckling in amusement all the while. The sound of the door knob turning caused him to snap his head up quick as you like.
"Pony, you open that door 'n I'll skin the hide off ya," he threatened a bit more seriously. Ponyboy quickly let go of the knob.
"Alright, alright," he relented, heading back to the kitchen. Soda cackled at him as he grabbed some chicken and sat down to eat.
"Believe me, kid, it's for the best you didn't go in that room," Soda told him. "Trust me."
Part 1:
💬 3 🔁 0 ❤️ 13 · A Little More Never Hurt · Darry x Chubby!Curvy!Reader
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⚠️Warnings: Situations alluding to sex. Mentions
SUMMARY:
You offered to take Shigaraki's virginity.
You wondered how he was going to fulfill your sexual appetite.
You could tell he was eager to please.
You roused something in him, an insatiable man that could not get enough of you.
You had Shigaraki so sprung like crazy.
Virgin! Shigaraki/ Thicc! Reader
Virgin! Shigaraki/ Curvy! Reader
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[DISCLAIMER: The characters respectfully belongs to the creator of 僕のヒーローアカデミア Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia, Kohei Horikoshi.
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MATURE CONTENT WARNING:
This fanfiction is intended for mature audiences only.
This story contains explicit adult sexual content. If you are easily offended or are under the age of 18, please leave now. Reader discretion is advised.
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"Where in the hell is he?" You stepped out of the doors of the lecture hall, tapping your thumb on the keypad to your phone. You checked what time it was on the screen. It was almost the late morning, going into the early afternoon hours.
As your last lecture came to an end that day, you had plans to meet up with your partner for your project that was assigned to the both of you by your professor.
Shigaraki Tomura was the person who you were partnered with. You tried to get a good look at him but his face was mostly obscured by his long, ruffled cyan hair and black hoodie. His head was panned down as his eyes stared at his notebook throughout the entire lecture.
If you were fast enough, you could find him.
Or so you hoped.
But still, you knew that there was a possibility that he couldn't have gotten that far in such a short amount of time. You underestimated his ability to slip away undetected into the crowd. Immediately, you could feel a hint of annoyance begin to grow.
The stress of having demanding courses, running an online side business, working a day job and graduating was getting to you. There was definitely a heavy load on your shoulders. You hardly had any time to sit down and blink your eyes for a lousy few seconds. Your life after graduation would be even tougher as you would be entering nursing school.
One of the few things that brought comfort to you was Spring Break. That was one of your most favorite times of the year. You along with other friends had the money saved up to travel to the Bahamas that year. Things always get wild each and every Spring Break vacation you go on. Just recalling the memories made you blush and a bit wet from time to time.
The previous year was a vacation that you will most definitely hold dear to your heart and your libido. It was full of exhibitionism, voyeurism and non-stop sex marathons day in and day out. You had most of your sexual crusades saved on video in your phone. Once in a while, you like to watch videos of yourself getting fucked as you spend your lone nights pounding yourself with your favorite ribbed dildo.
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You stopped at a cafe nearby the campus to grab yourself two strawberry cheese Danishes to go. The wait was about three to four minutes. You politely thanked the employees at the cash register and bid them a good day.
As you turned to leave the cafe, your eyes caught the sight of an individual sitting at the corner of the cafe, near the back. It looked like he had chosen that seat so that nobody would bother him, almost as if he was sequestering himself from the other patrons on purpose.
The first thing you noticed about him was his very pale skin. It was almost translucent. He was quite thin as well. He wore an oversized black hoodie that was pulled over his head so that you barely noticed his tousled locks of cyan hued hair.
You immediately recognized him from class. What a relief that you were able to find him without going through any kind of extensive searching and scouring around the entire campus. All of his attention was towards his phone that he had in his hand. He was so immersed in the screen that he did not even notice that you were walking towards him.
"Oh! Thank goodness I found you." You sighed, feeling at ease. "You left before I had the chance to talk to you. I wanted to discuss the group project that we were assigned earlier." You clutched your books against your chest. A cute taupe pleather purse was strapped to your shoulders with your pastries safely wrapped inside of it.
His head shot up as soon as he heard your voice. It took one second to gather your thoughts when his eyes met yours. You hardly saw a person with scarlet eyes before. You wondered if he wore contact lenses or if those red eyes were his natural eye color.
"Hmm? Oh yeah. I almost forgot about that." The blue haired young man muttered under his breath before turning his attention back to his phone.
You noticed how standoffish he was but it wasn't a personal snub towards you. He displayed the same behavior towards everybody he crossed paths with.
You were concerned about his flippant attitude towards the project because it would count for a huge chunk of your grade. It was important for you to graduate with an excellent GPA.
"So, you almost forgot about it? Well, I'm already stressing out about it and it's hardly been thirty minutes since class was dismissed. I need to pass the course with flying colors. I'm a senior. This is my last semester here. I graduate this coming May. I am going for my bachelors and after, I'm planning on going to nursing school to become a registered nurse." You explained to him, tucking a lone strand of hair behind your ear. He did not budge when he heard your statement.
"If you don't mind me asking, what year are you in?" You asked Tomura in an attempt to make small talk. Creating a sense of familiarity through constant communication was an excellent way to build a healthy partnership with another person. You genuinely wanted to get to know him. It was important that you were able to break the ice with him.
Tomura, on the other hand, felt the opposite. His prejudgments and assumptions lead him to believe that you were like all of the other ditzy whores running around campus. He was certain that you were trying to exploit him for resources or his intelligence. You seemed like the type. Otherwise, why would a pretty lady like you be talking to him? The bitter raging cynic in him told him to put all his emotional walls up around him.
"Sophomore." Tomura simply stated.
He really did not notice you in his class but he really did not notice anyone in general. His main focus was getting the course material, taking the necessary notes and then leaving before anyone had the chance to speak to him. He tried his best to avoid socializing because that was definitely not his strong suit.
However, that did not stop him from observing you from head to toe.
Plump glossy lips, doe shaped eyes, long thick wavy hair and hourglass shape? Even though you wore loose fitting hospital scrubs, your curves were still noticeable, especially your backside. Your ass was nice and round and your thighs were another story. They were thick and juicy. You were a whole snack.
You took a seat and sat in front of him. You had a few minutes to spare before your shift at the University's hospital were to start. "I don't mean to bug you but, I would just like to know our general plans for the project. We could worry about the details later."
Tomura's was so relieved that the project did not have any speaking parts. That part was optional. "Well, you don't have to worry about that. I'll do 90 percent of the work if that's what you want."
You frowned slightly at his assumption of you being lazy. The man did not know you from a can of paint. If he walked a mile in your shoes for just one day, he would know how much of your schedule consisted of non-stop work day in and day out. There was an itch inside of you that wanted to give him a piece of your mind and set him straight.
Tomura definitely lacked a lot in the personality and the socialization department. You wanted to be mature about this and find a way to reach some kind of middle ground with him.
"Listen." The tone in your voice was much stern than before but you were able to remain calm. "I really want to contribute to the project. I would feel like a failure if I just let you do all the work yourself. This is supposed to be teamwork. I'm willing to work with you if you would just give me a chance." As you finished your statement, you sat up straight and crossed your arms.
Tomura just blinked his eyes and observed your body language. His curiosity about you began to grow. There was something about the way you showed your confidence when it came to voicing your needs and expectations.
"I guess we could work together if you're willing to do your share. You seem genuine enough." He gave a stiff nod of approval.
"What makes you think that I wasn't being genuine in the first place?" Your tone was a bit softer.
"I don't feel like explaining myself but, women in the past usually left most of the workload up to me and just pretended as if I did not exist once they got what they wanted from me…" He explained with a hint of bitterness in his tone. It made him angry just recalling what happened in the past.
"So, you just assumed that I was going to do the same thing to you? Is that it?" Your eyes narrowed a bit, trying to remain sympathetic towards him.
"To be honest? Yes." He bluntly answered, crossing his arms.
"Well, I'm not like them." You rolled your eyes at his subtle hostility. "Not all women are the same just like all men aren't the same. I believe in the philosophy of 'treat others how you would like to be treated'. Like I said before, I'm willing to work with you if you're willing to cooperate with me."
"Ah. Smart, genuine and pretty. I don't see any of your types around here too often." Tomura tossed you a snide smirk your way.
"Trust me; there are plenty of women who are very beautiful and kind hearted out there in the world. It would not hurt to step outside more and socialize." Then, you checked your phone for the time. You had about two minutes before you had to leave for work.
Tomura made a grunt of annoyance and checked his phone too. He did not want anyone to tell him what to do or where to go. He absolutely hated going outside, not to mention his socializing skills were terribly weak, almost non-existent. He spent most of his free time cooped up in his dorm gaming and studying.
You quietly observed Tomura as he took his free hand to scratch his nails onto the flesh on the side of his neck to satiate the irritating itch that was bugging him ever since you began speaking to him.
It was apparent that he was dealing with some personal issues that had him in the state that he was in. Everything from his skin to his physical stature was in need of some positive modification of care. You wanted to give Tomura some advice on how to improve his physical health but, you decided that it would be best to keep your comments to yourself. That did not stop you from being concerned for him. It seemed like he could use a positive influence in his life. He could use a person who could help him get out of his shell.
However, you could definitely be of some assistance when it came to his skin care. Most of his exposed flesh looked so dry and flaky, especially around his mouth.
"I noticed that you have the habit of scratching your neck. Is there anything wrong? Is it a rash?" You asked Tomura.
"Um…" Tomura's eyes darted downwards, focusing on his foot as he tried his best to avoid making eye contact with you. It was evident that he was ashamed of his habit. "It's kinda…hard to explain."
Your observation wasn't meant to be taken as scorn or criticism against him and you wanted him to know that. "Sweetie. I would highly suggest that you stop because your skin could get infected or you might give yourself a permanent scar around that area. I could give you some of my custom made home remedies for skin care. They're all handmade and mixed by me. I usually sell them online just to make some extra cash on the side."
Tomura kept quiet as he glared at you with suspicion.
"Don't worry. It's not a pyramid scheme and I'm not trying to recruit you into anything. I am the boss of my own side business and I work for no one but myself. No one is working above me or beneath me. I am the sole proprietor. As a matter of fact, I will give you some of my products free of charge." You assured him with a friendly smile.
Tomura did not know what to think about your kind gesture. It really confused him for a moment and he had trouble finding proper words to say to you. "Oh really? I mean, you really don't have to—"
"I know I don't have to, but I want to." You reassured him, placing a hand gently on top of his. You wanted to show him that you meant well by him and that you actually cared for him.
This was a VERY rare occurrence of a beautiful woman showing enough interest to even help him with anything. You were so kind and patient towards him.
However, a hint of cynicism kept prodding his thoughts.
Then…
Those cynical thoughts spiraled and led him to accusing you of feeling pity for him as if he was a sad charity case that had no hope in life. Afterwards, there came a flood of self defeating thoughts. Those thoughts usually held him back from moving further in life as far as relationships and friendships were concerned.
This was feeling a bit too intense for him at the moment. He needed the time to process the events that just took place.
"I will let you know if I need anything." He stated in a curt tone.
You had the feeling that he was overwhelmed so you decided to leave him alone to have his space. Besides, it was time for you to head off to work anyway.
You stood up from your chair and bid him a good day. "Okay. I'll see you next week."
Tomura meekly waved at you and watched you leave the cafe. His scarlet eyes noticed how your hips and ass swayed from side to side as you walked out. He thought your little stroll was the sexiest thing he has ever seen so far. It had a natural seductive rhythm to it.
That was a vision that would certainly linger in his mind before he fell asleep tonight. It was the image that will be the cause of him waking up the next morning with his legs and thighs covered in his own cum.
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One week later….
You stood by the door of the lecture hall with your thumbs tapping away at your phone, waiting for class to start. Class would not start for another twenty minutes but you always liked to arrive earlier than expected. Your business e-mail was absolutely clogged with different requests, special orders and warehouse inventory related messages. It would take you forever to reply to all of them but, you had to pace yourself so you won't get so overwhelmed to the point of burning yourself out.
"So…you're quite early today."
Tomura's voice snapped you out of your little busy mental bubble.
"Oh. Hey there." You giggled quietly, your mind still preoccupied with your e-mails. You managed to rapidly tap out in the last reply to one of your messages before you gave your full attention to your classmate.
"I'm sorry if I seem distracted. Work is piling on me. I can't catch a break to save my life." You tried to laugh off the stress. A long nap was calling your name once you had the chance to reach your apartment that night.
"It seems like you have a lot on your plate." Tomura sighed, slowly taking a step towards you.
"I do. Lord, give me the strength." You looked up towards the ceiling and clasped your hands together before piteously giggling.
He just chuckled. He found your humor to be cute. It only intrigued him more.
"Um…" He began, but went silent.
A few awkward seconds of silence followed. He cursed himself for not being able to have enough balls to continue the rest of the conversation.
"How was the rest of your week?" You asked him.
"It was alright…I guess. I managed to gather some useful source material for the research part. Now, I just have to begin the written report."
"Oh? I was thinking that I could take care of that part."
"Are you sure? I don’t want to put any more workload on you. You seem really busy with other important things, especially with your other classes and your jobs." He scratched the back of his head, looking down at his own sneakers. He avoided making any eye contact for more than a second.
"Ah. That reminds me. Would it be cool if we could trade phone numbers?" You prepared your thumb to tap his number and confirm it into your contact list.
He felt shocked that you asked him for his number first. Then again, phones are the easiest way to keep in contact with anyone in this day and age. Besides, he did not want to read too much into your request. He reminded himself that this exchange was for academic purposes, not for anything personal nor romantic. "Yeah. Sure."
You called him to make sure your number appeared on his screen. It did and he proceeded to save your number with your name in his own contact list.
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An hour and a half later…
After class, you two agreed to meet up in the library to discuss the project in much greater detail. During that time at the library, Tomura felt more at ease working with you but his nervousness was still there. Your aura was so friendly and inviting which made it easier for him to become more engaging with you as time went on. It made it a comfortable environment for him.
In some instances, his mind dozed off and he stared at your face. You were so pretty to him. He zeroed in on your lips whenever you spoke.
They were so soft…
So supple…
He wondered how they would feel wrapped around his cock. Very dirty and sordid thoughts swirled around his mind and they did not stop. They just got filthier and filthier by the second.
Damn. What would it look like to see you beg for him to fuck you after he finished painting his cum all over those sexy lips of you?
Then, his mind as well as his eyes drifted towards your breasts. On that day, you wore a tight spandex long sleeve shirt with a bit of cleavage showing with a pair of tight denim jeans that complimented your hips, thighs and ass very well.
Would you beg for him to splatter his thick cum all over your gorgeous breasts? One could only imagine. How would your ass feel once you made yourself comfortable in his lap? It would feel so soft and warm. Yes it would. He decided it would feel soft and warm.
You noticed Tomura practically leering at you and you had to constantly remind the young man to stay focused on the project.
Of course, he would incessantly apologize for losing sight of the important task at hand. You forgave him but sternly warned him to pay attention to the project. He would gladly obey your instructions. There was something really enticing with the way you would take charge and give orders.
Your stay lasted for about an hour before you decided to call it a day.
Your partner just leaned back in his chair, stretched his arms before giving out a large yawn. “Fuck, man. I can’t wait till this project is done and over with. I hate class projects. I really hate working with other people because they annoy me so much.” He recited that statement with a tired sigh.
“Do I annoy you?” You gently smiled at him. “Maybe, I should be next time.”
“I’m just pleasantly surprised at how smooth things went today. I really enjoyed working with you and that’s not something that I usually tell anyone.” He scratched his neck again.
“Oh? Is that so?” You arched an eyebrow up in curiosity. You wanted him to elaborate and you waited for him to do so.
Tomura almost flinched when his hand was gently pulled away from his neck and nestled in yours. Your hand felt so soft and you smelled so sweet. Then, he recalled what you told him the other day about quitting his habit of scratching. The gesture you just displayed was a reminder to him to stop. Your thumb caressed the top of his hand.
“Well…yeah.” He stuttered. His heartbeat picked up a bit. You made him so nervous. At the same time, he felt a sense of comfort. Your presence gave him a feeling of solace. It was so confusing to him.
“I have something to give you.” You turned your back to him for a minute to retrieve an item from your purse. It was a brand new tube of lip balm. Specifically, it was one of your custom made lip balms. The packaging was simple yet appealing. It had your own company logo on it.
You removed the protective plastic tamper seal of the small tube and turned the knob before slowly applying the smooth balm all over his lips. Every ingredient was natural. The ingredients were: Beeswax, Shea butter, Peppermint, Coconut Oil, Cocoa Butter and Vitamin E. The topical salve provided maximum conditioning and healing moisture to the skin.
“This is one of my balms that I made myself. There are many more flavors that I have in stock. I am going to give you some of my products the next time we meet.”
As you applied the balm, you noticed that there was a small mole near his chin. Many people regarded that mole as a 'beauty mark'. It really did fit him really well. "You're so cute. You know that?"
Tomura just blushed before he let out a chuckle to ease the tension. “Thanks. I guess.” The sensation on his mouth felt really odd to him at first but it soothed every parched and cracked crevice of his lips. That balm was quick to do its job. "It's pretty good. You actually made this yourself?" He rubbed his lips together, getting used to the tingling taste of the peppermint. His lips felt smoother than before.
"Yes, I sure did. I enjoy creating my skin care line. It's quite a lucrative field for me." You placed the tube in his hand before wrapping his fingers around it. "Take it. It's yours. Free of charge."
"Thanks. You're really kind. I usually don't care about any of this cosmetic bullshit. I normally don’t make a fuss about my appearance. I just don't see the point." Tomura just shrugged. He did practice basic daily hygiene rituals such as showering and brushing his teeth but, that's the most he's ever done.
"Well, I believe that you deserve to feel comfortable in your own skin. I think you're handsome and you have potential." You gave him a reassuring smile before checking the time on your phone.
"Oh! I need to get going now. I promised my friend that I would meet with them for dinner tonight." You packed up your things and stood up from your chair.
“So, I’ll see you in a couple of weeks? We could meet up after class to discuss the final draft of the report. Is that fine with you?” He asked you. If he were to be honest, he thought it was way too soon for you to part ways with him. It would be nice if you were able to stay with him and hang out a little while longer.
Or overnight.
In his bed.
Or him in your bed.
With your soft thighs wrapped around his waist.
He did not feel one ounce of shame when it came to his fantasies about you. You were really tempting him and it was not fair. If he had the opportunity, he would pounce on you in a heartbeat. And once he was done drilling you into the mattress he would empty his balls inside of you, filling you up with his warm thick cum that you so rightfully deserved. He would not let one drop go to waste. All of it would be inside of you, gushing into your womb. He’ll cum inside of that heavenly pussy over and over again.
“That sounds good to me. I’ll text you if I need anything before then.”
“Cool. I’ll see you later. Thanks for the balm. I’ll make sure to use it every day.” He gave you a small smile, showing his appreciation. Small beads of sweat formed on his forehead, feeling so much tension in his pants at the nonstop explicit thoughts that keep rattling in his mind. He prayed to God that you didn’t notice the small bulge that was underneath his jeans.
You did notice but you kept quiet. It was flattering to you that he found you so visually appealing enough that he was about to bust in his pants. “You’re welcome, babe.” You leaned over the table to pet him on top of his head. You made sure that Tomura could get a nice view of your cleavage.
If he didn’t know any better, you were trying to entice him. The pet name was a clear indicator of that.
You sensed that he was ogling and eyefucking you every time you walked away, had your head turned or became distracted by something else. Your suspicions were correct. It was then that you concocted a sneaky plan for the next time you were to meet up with him. This was a sexy game that you were willing to play. A game that you would for sure win.
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Two weeks later…
You spotted Tomura sitting in the student lounge flipping through the pages of one of his text books. You sat next to him on the plush cushion couches. "Hi darling." You greeted him with a sweet, gentle tone.
There weren’t that many people around at the moment except for one or two other people besides you. They were sitting at the other side of the lounge. You made yourself comfortable once you took a seat on the previously vacant spot next to him on the sofa. Maybe a little too comfortable.
"Hey." He slightly blushed at the affectionate pet name.
Tomura’s eyes widened at your choice of outfit. It wasn’t anything too revealing. All you wore was a white tank top and light blue jeans. It was a pretty simple outfit but it was so tight on you, tight in all of the right places. Your cleavage was much more noticeable. If you were to give a slight tug down at your neckline, those tits would just spill out in front of him with little to no effort at all.
You wore that shirt on purpose. You most certainly had his undivided attention. He was wrapped around your little finger.
“I’m sorry that I disappeared after class. I had to use the restroom.” You yawned, outstretching your arms as you did so.
He tried so hard not to gawk at you in front of your face. “Don’t worry. I wanted to get myself something to drink before we met anyway. I’m just glad that you received my text. I apologize for the sudden change for the meet up location.”
“It’s alright. Thanks for letting me know. I really wasn’t in the mood to play cat and mouse today. But, I’m glad I caught you.” You let out a small purr while gently clawing at his hoodie collar.
He gulped. A large lump slid down his throat as he swallowed. His body temperature rose a bit. He wasn’t used to being teased by any woman. It was hard to find his words at the moment.
You felt sinisterly playful on that particular day. “So, do you have the final draft with you?” Your breasts were pressed against his arm.
“Um…Yes. I do. I have a copy of it here with me. You can keep it so you could add your part in. We should compare notes and perhaps you could rewrite the report with your part included. I’ll send you another copy in an attachment through e-mail. Then, we should be good to go.” He stated, trying his hardest to remain composed in your presence.
You were about to make things so difficult for him.
Were your nipples hard?
They definitely were.
They poked out like pebbles underneath that white stretch fabric of your tank top.
“Thank you. You’re so sweet. You’re such a gentleman. Any woman would be so lucky to have you as her man.” You had a sultry smirk on your face.
“Well. I wouldn’t say that. I never had a woman to call my own. I don’t think that will ever happen in this lifetime.” He nervously scratched the side of his neck. This was so embarrassing for him.
"So wait. You mean to tell me that you have never been intimate with another person before?" You asked.
He was hesitant to answer that question for many reasons. One main reason was that he would face harsh judgment. "Um…well…no. No I have not."
"Aww~ Aren't you adorable?" You teased him as your fingers gently flicked and tugged the zipper of his hoodie. This was too good to be true. The hunt was much more delicious. You were like a lioness, on the prowl for her next capture. This one was about to be sweet and juicy.
Once again, Tomura's body temperature slowly rose to a higher temperature when he felt you tinkering with his collar and zipper. His pants were feeling a bit tight around his loins. Those pale cheeks of his had a faint pink tint to them and the tint only deepened when your face moved closer to his.
"What's stopping you?" You asked.
"I always had trouble getting a girl's attention."
"You have my attention." You winked at him. Then, you crossed your legs and leaned closer next to him.
Tomura just froze in place. ‘What the actual fuck ?!’ He sipped his coffee quickly, to keep himself from speaking.
"Well, you know. It would be such a turn on if I were to take IT from you. Would you let me be your first time?"
"Wait―WHAT?!" Tomura damn near choked on his hot caffeinated beverage when he heard your offer.
"I can see the look in your eyes. So can you. I know you want me." You cooed to him.
Tomura felt like the luckiest guy in the world at that moment. A beautiful woman who is willing to take his virginity and was so eager about it as well? He felt like he hit the jackpot.
"I'm going to have so much fun with you." You pressed your chest up against his. Both of his crimson eyes widened while his Adams apple bobbed from a harsh gulp. He thought this entire moment was unreal. This was too good to be true.
Both of your hands pressed on his chest. "We can indulge ourselves with some red wine. Some restraints and body oil and we can have ourselves an evening." You gripped his collar and roughly yanked him so his nose was touching yours. A hiss sharply escaped between your clenched teeth.
He felt like he was about to combust. His face was completely red. He just wanted to melt away from reality. He never knew how to flirt back because he never had the opportunity to. Most women did their best to avoid him as they considered him a weirdo.
You pouted. "What's wrong, darling? You look like a cherry. Is everything alright?"
He sputtered and mumbled. “Nothing’s wrong. It’s just—Are you sure? Do you really want to? Us? Together?” His eyes darted everywhere. His palms were so sweaty.
"Follow me to the parking lot. I want to 'show' you something." A devilish smirk stretched your face.
This was about to be good.
Notes:
That's it for first chapter. I hope everyone enjoyed it.
I originally posted this fic back in 2021 on my Ao3 page. I'm still in the process of writing the next chapter. Should I continue this?
Clark Kent x black thicc fem reader! Clark accidently walks on you changing and he stays to watch you.
⚠️Warning a bit of soft NSFW so if you a minor respectfully get tf out please⚠️
Clark was outside your apartment holding flower's repeating his apology in his head over and over again so he wouldn't mess up. He was supposed to take you out to the movies but he was busy which she understood completely until you showed up at his apartment only to see him and Lois in a lip lock. You'd been avoiding him since than, he tried to apologize countless times but she just said that it was fine and just ignore him whenever she had the chance. So here he was in front of your door holding your favorite flowers and snacks in hand to make up for the movie night.
"Okay Clark you can do this just knock on the door and hopefully she'll accept the apology." He took a deep breath in and knocked twice
"Y/n? It's me you home?" There was no answer he looked under her plant where there was a spare key that she gave him he was surprised it was still there seeing as how mad she's been at him he thought she'd threw it away. He unlocked the door stepping into the apartment it was clean and he could smell fresh made coffee and cookies. He set the flowers in chocolate down on the sofa trying to see if it could find you anywhere in the room that's when he heard your panicked voice coming from the bedroom.
"Oh my god!" He rushed over to see if you were okay he stopped and what he saw made me question his life.
"Diana I can't believe you got me this!" You said spinning around in front of the mirror wearing nothing but a black laced lingerie (🔝picture at the top🔝) which fit your body perfectly Clark hide behind the door feeling his face going warm this was a big surprise for him he was so used to seeing you in baggy clothes this was new.
"Think of it as an early birthday gift." He could hear Diana's voice over the phone. Your birthday was only in a couple of days but Diana away on business and wouldn't be back on time. Y/n squeals posing in front of the huge mirror. Clark just keep watching, feelings his breath go shallow and even unloosed his tie feeling like it was choking him which was impossible of course but still! Seeing his long time friend dressed in nothing but lingerie made it heard to breath. Of course he always thought you were a beautiful young woman but this was different from what he usually saw you wear. It bothered him but not in a bad way but lord have mercy he didn't know you had THAT kind of body! And the thoughts he was having about you wasn't helping!
"I'm surprised you were even able find any in my size Diana." You sat on the bed stretching your hands above your head to pop your back causing your breast to bounce a bit. Clark clenched his fist already feeling his pants tighten he watched you cross your smooth legs and as you reached a hand up to move a bit of braided hair from your face you weren't wearing makeup not that you needed it because he always thought you were beautiful.
"Well I had a bit of help from Bruce." Diana says teasing.
That bastard! Clark had a glare on his face from hearing that and seeing the blush on your face wasn't making it any better.
"Well uh tell him I said thanks I guess?"
"Haha I was just joking little one. I bet if I said it was a gift from Clark you'd be fine with it." Your blush got bigger which surprised Clark a lot.
"Speaking of Clark...I wonder if I should call him or not? I mean I've been avoiding him the whole week and I'm starting to feel bad about it Diana." The sad tone in your voice caused Clark to frown.
"Maybe send him a text?"
"And say what? 'Hey Clark sorry I've been avoiding you but hey I'm jealous that your girlfriend gets to kiss your delicious lips and not me!' Yeah that'll fix everything!" You yelled out falling backwards on the bed He let out a small chuckle, you thought his lips were delicious?
You got up from the bed and Clark watched your backside which made him let out a low groan in the back of his throat. Fuck he shouldn't be here. He needed to leave but his feet wouldn't move, all he could do was watch you go pick up a bag and pull up another set of lingerie this time it was red.
"Maybe if I'm lucky someone will get to see me wearing these." You blush at the idea with a shy smile, Clark leaned on the door way which caused the door to slightly open wide.
"Maybe that lucky someone will be the man of steel of himself. It would definitely surprise him."
Oh Diana didn't know how right she was, it definitely surprised the man of steel. Both women said goodnight to each other hanging up on both sides.
"Oh! That's right I have coffee and cookies downstairs a perfect time for a snack!" Before Clark could react you had already turned towards the door and stopped when you saw a familiar face.
"C-clark ?!" He froze he's been caught you stood there looking at him with shock and embarrassment looking around the room trying to find something to cover yourself with which was nothing but two small pillows to cover your chest and front bottom half.
"What are you doing here?!" You yelled at the red in the face reporter who was stuttering out to answer.
"I-i came to apologize, I knocked but you didn't answer."
"So you walked into my apartment?!"
"I used the spare key..." He looked down feeling guilty it was silent between the two you were the one to speak.
"How long...how long have you been standing there?"
"Since you thanked Diana for the gifts." She blushed dropping the pillows causing his eyes to go wide but quickly covered them.
"That's means you heard our whole conversation?!"
"Y-yes but-"
"No! No! No!"
You hid your face in your hands and in this very moment you wished a villain could crash through the apartment but then again you didn't want anyone else to see you in this type of clothing this whole situation was just embarrassing!
"I'm sorry I should leave..." just as he turned to leave your soft spoken voice stopped him on his tracks.
"W-wait!"
He turned to look at you as you let out a deep sigh removing your hands from your still red face walking towards him slowly hips moving as you walk he could only stand and watch as you get closer to him. When close enough you put your small hands on his chest moving up to his neck looking him straight in the eye.
"P-please don't leave... I want you too stay." he wanted to say no...move her away...tell her It was wrong he had to think about his relationship he tried to think about Lois but he could only think about you. You were the first person who found out about his secret and didn't tell anyone. You were there when he wanted to find his parents and supported him the most when his father died. The Zod innovation... being there for his mother when he died. He did love Lois but...
He noticed your lips getting closer to his, he also leaned down wanting a taste of your lips, but stopped himself it was wrong.
"Y/n...we shouldn't.." he said he didn't know if he was talking to you or to himself but you looked down shyly looking at his pants were there was tent.
"I think you want to stay Clark." You got on your toes to kiss his forehead...both his cheeks than the corner of his lips he let out a small sigh feeling your soft lips on his face than started to reach down to his neck he put his hands on your hips feeling how soft they were in his hands. It kept everything inside not to break to not pin you against the wall and have his way with you. He was so surprised because you were such a sweet and shy woman he didn't think he'd see you trying on lingerie and make a move on him, fuck!
"Clark?" He let out a hmm letting her know she had his full attention.
"Do you...do you want me to stop? I don't want to ruin our friendship or your relationship so please stop me from doing something stupid." you say looking up at his blue eyes both hands on his cheek's he starred into your eyes feeling conflicted about this. He could hear both his and your heart beating fast at the same rhythm, both were in sync wanting the same thing, he shook his head.
"I think...i think I should leave." When saying these words your face fell. He sighs gently kissing her hands.
"Your so beautiful Y/n...i want to so badly take you right here but God I-i can't it wouldn't be fair to you or to Lois..."
You have a nod looking down at the floor he saw a tear fall which made him feel even worse. He forced himself away from your body but that's when he felt his phone vibrate pulling it out, it was a message from Lois, she cancelled having dinner with him saying she was going out of town for a report which was gonna be a while month one she didn't bother telling him anything about! He clenched his phone almost breaking it that's when he heard your voice.
"Clark? Are you okay?" He removed his attention from the phone and back to you you had a cover over your figure and was giving him a worried look even after making her upset she still wanted to know if he was okay. The woman who's always been there for him and has admitted to having feelings for him for quite a while of time maybe his relationship with Lois was just a some part of him wanting to feel human or maybe as thank you he wasn't sure but he knew that he didn't want to leave you he wanted to stay here.
"......I've changed my mind." He watched as her beautiful eyes went wide and a cute blush form on her cheeks.
he took off his glasses setting them on the desk on his left side walking forward, gently grabbing your face wiping away the tears starting to appear.
"But what about Lois?" You say putting hands on his chest you were unsure about this you didn't like Lois but go you wanted Clark so much now was the perfect chance.
"Let's not think about her...just focus all your attention on me okay?" He says kissing her forehead, nose, cheeks than finally her lips causing her to let out a small gasp in shock he could feel her hands on his back grabbing on his shirt.
"W-wait Clark I'm... I've never-"
"Shh I know you've never done this before right?" You slowly nod, "well as an apology I'll make you feel amazing tonight I promise." You look at him before whispering an "okay" hands shyly on his belt buckle he gave a small smile than went back too kissing your lips walking into the bedroom closing the door behind them.
He was going to make up for everything that's he's put you through for both their sakes.
He'd have to thank Diana for the lingerie set later
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I can't believe I fucking write....this I cannot believe I fucking write this omg I'm honestly blushing like crazy guys you don't understand how embarrassed I was while making this don't forget to comment I got to go cool down a bit
A/N: this will be the last part so feel free to request and thing you want to see written for Erik🤎
TW: mild cussing
Erik was sitting on the edge of y’alls shared California king bed, gaming headphones on and mic in hand while yelling and cussing at his home boys and teammates, playing Call of Duty.
You were sat on your knees behind him, with a marker in hand, taking slowly connecting each of his rounds keloid scars. Erik could feel the mark as the cold ink sent a little chill up his spine.
“Mamas what is you doin” he asked, lookin over his should real quick before returning to the game.
“Im tryna connect all ya scars without making multiple lines” you mumbled, your tongue between your lips as you were trying to to stay focused. Apparently Erik found it amusing, as his shoulders bounced in laughter.
“Well as long as the marker ain’t permanent, go ahead baby” he said with a smile, focusing back in his game
“ No i was not talking to yo ass, man pay attention to the damn game” he yelled into his headphone speaker.
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It was around thirty minutes later, you had finally finished, as you sat there proudly, Erik told his friends he was gettin off the game, turning his play station off and puttin his controller down.
“I see you did good baby, im finna go take a shower alright” he said, a little impressed that you managed to connect his scars with one line. He leaned down to give you a kiss, before grabbing his rob and heading to yalls shared bathroom.
You sat on your phone for a good 15 minutes while hearing the shower run, before hearing Erik yell,” WHAT THE FUCK, WHY AINT THIS SHIT COMING OFF”
Confused, you picked up the marker then froze, it was a permanent marker,which you were obviously unaware of.
Hii I was wondering if I could get a request for johnny from the outsiders where the Reader is bigger not a whole lot more curvy with smaller breasts (if your okay with personalization if not that's perfectly fine) and shes/they're insecure because she/they feels so much bigger than johnny and the rest of the gang (possibly NSFW if your okay with that) if your uncomfortable writing this for johnny maybe dallas instead thank you so much have a great day (feel free to delete or modify this!!)
I love this idea! I feel like Dally would be a good fit for this. I feel like she'll have an apple figure with big thighs and butt, and she'll have a bigger tummy. Still with smaller breasts and not supper curvy, but I see her with more of an apple shaped body.
Thank you for this suggestion, I love this! Feel free to ask for more.
Warnings: Fem!Reader, body insecurities, smut, fluff, not proofread, TW EATING ISSUES IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE WITH THIS PLEASE DO NOT READ! ANGST
You've always hated your body. You had big thighs and a big stomach; it didn't help that your breasts were on the smaller side. You had stretch marks, you thought they were gross. You hated how you looked, and you thought the only way to be pretty was to be super skinny and to have an hourglass figure.
You have a boyfriend, Dallas Winston. You loved him, and you knew he loved you. You did know what he saw in you, he's beautiful. He fell in love with you when he first saw you, he loved your body. He loved your thighs, your stomach, and your breasts. He told you every day about how much he loved you and your body.
You were at Buck's with the gang, everyone was drinking and eating. You had a full plate of food in front of you, you couldn't eat it though. You felt insecure in front of the gang, especially when it came to eating. Dally saw you zoned out and not eating.
He grabbed your thigh, and you snapped out of your thoughts. He leaned close to your ear. "You okay baby?" He whispered, softly kneading your thigh in his hand.
"I'm okay, I just don't want to eat right now," you said quietly holding his hand on your thigh.
He looked at you worried, "but you haven't eaten anything at all today," he said.
You didn't say anything. You just looked down at your plate, it made you sick, just the thought of eating made you want to vomit. "I can't do it, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, you have no reason to apologize. But you need to eat something baby," he said licking his lips. "Come with me," he said, taking the food upstairs to his room. He puts it on top of his dresser. "Can you tell me why you won't eat?"
"I don't know Dal; I just can't do it. I love the gang, but I can't eat in front of them," you say sitting on the bed. "I don't understand how you love me Dal, I'm hideous. My body is disgusting, I'm disgusting..."
It hurt him to hear you say that. He couldn't stand seeing you like this. He couldn't watch you deny his love.
He cupped your cheeks in his hands. "You can't say that baby, I love you, so, so much. You can't deny me like that. I'll show you how much I love you, I'll do anything. Just don't deny me like that."
"Please...Show me," you said looking him in his eyes.
He looked back at you, his eyes full of passion and love. He gave you a kiss on the lips, not to hard, but not soft either. "I'll show you, but you have to trust me. Do you trust me?"
You smiled and nodded. "I trust you Dal, I'll always trust you."
"Lay back for me," he said. You listened and laid down on his bed. He hovered over you. Kissing your face and your neck.
He kisses your neck; he takes off your shirt and kisses your stomach. You get butterflies as he makes little groans into your skin. "You're so beautiful, every inch of you... is so fucking beautiful," he murmured as he kept lightly kissing your skin. You let little whimpers and moans as he kisses you.
He takes off your pants and your panties, kissing your thighs and your soaking heat. He takes off his clothes and goes to his drawer to get a condom. He slips it on and goes back over to you, your legs wrapping around his waist. One of his hands is holding yours over your head, and his other hand is lightly holding your hip.
He slowly pushes himself into you, you let out a soft moan that made him throw his head back. he started fucking you slowly. His eyes on yours the entire time, watching your face and listening to your moans. "I've got you baby, don't hold back, I want all of you."
You just let out a soft whimper as he kept his pace. He was going slow, but he was still balls deep into your cunt. He was so gentle with you; he would never want to hurt you. He wants you to feel safe with him.
You felt a knot in your stomach you knew you were getting close. "Dallas- I- can't. I'm so close," you moaned as you tightened around him.
"Let go baby, I got you," he groaned. Your orgasm flooded over you; you moaned his name as you came.
After you came, he pulled out and threw away the condom. "Do you believe me now?" He chuckled and kissed your cheek.
"Yeah, I believe you," you said, cuddling with him under the covers. Completely forgetting about the gang.
I might make a part two with some of the other bnha boys if yall like this one enough though👀 but for now please enjoy my main 4 ╰(*°▽°*)╯ ooh before i forget @tui-lah ;-)
MIDORIYA
· Honestly, I headcannon him as being the most attracted to thicker girls
· Just really enjoys a cute pair of cheeks and soft thighs and loves plush hips to hold onto
· Always wants to be touching you even if it’s just holding your hand
· Likes to sit you on his lap and wrap his arms around you and hold you when you have time alone
· In private though the boy cannot keep his hands off of you even more
· Always wants to kiss you, run his tongue across yours and suck it into his mouth
· LOVES your thighs to heaven and back
· Loves leaving kisses all over them sucking hickies and massaging them
· Thinks you make the cutest noises when he gets close to your cunt
· Which is his favorite part to love on because then he gets to feel those soft thighs wrapped around his head
· There is no sweeter heaven then running his tongue through your folds and having your thighs squeeze around him probably moans more than you
· Sucks on your clit until your creamy cunt starts to flutter and you try to push him away
· Grabs your thighs and holds you tight as you cum on his tongue lapping at you constantly from your entrance to your clit
· Don’t think he’s done with you yet though the only thing that rivals him going down on you is holding your thighs together and fucking into them before slipping into your still sensitive cunt
· Enjoys how you look with him pressing your thighs into your chest while he fucks you way past spent
BAKUGOU
· Bakugou is an ass man sorry not sorry
· So there you was double cheeked up on a Thursday afternoon hella ass the sun was still out
· And Bakugou felt in his heart that he was gonna tap that shit or die trying
· Throughout the pining/courting stage you easily catch him eyeing up your cakes he does it so unashamedly
· When the two of you finally do get together though your ass may be attached to you it is no longer your possession
· Walking on dates he has one hand slipped into your back pocket at all times only because you had to talk him down from walking around with one of your cheeks gripped in his hand
· Going to take a shower well scooch over Bakugou has to make sure you’re keeping his ass nice and clean
· Going to bed well either its spooning that quickly turns into Bakugou rutting against your ass like a dog in heat or chest to chest with hands gripping a handful of ass each
· Foreplay is just you on your hands and knees getting fingered while Bakugou licks up your cheeks grabbing a mouthful biting deep into your ass loves leaving marks
· God this boy loves hitting it from the back seeing your ass jump every time his thighs hit your ass…hypnotizing
· The thing Bakugou loves the most the feel of your cunt gripping around his dick while your ass bounces against him
· Activates his quirk a little bit with every spank to get that perfect handprint tattoo on your ass he loves it
· But if you know how to throw it back do so, give him a lil lap dance tease and he will be putty under your cheeks dick hard af not even knowing what to do.
· Grind on him hard and have that boy begging you to let him take his dick out and at least grind it in between your cheeks
KIRISHIMA
· Kirishima is a sweet boy who loves his girlfriend and who would never objectify her
· But he’d be lying if he said he didn’t stare whenever you bent over to pick up something in the dorm
· He’d be lying atrociously if he said that he didn’t think about pulling those panties down and shove his face into your cunt till your legs are shaking
· So one day as you’re studying in your room listening to music, you’re almost surprised to find him knocking on your door in nothing but a pair of sweatpants (those sweatpants)
· You’re not surprised though, when he asks to chill with you on your bed while you study and sits right next to you thigh to thigh
· You’re even less surprised when you feel his mouth pressing against your neck, you chuckle even as he goes to close your textbook, you know the drill
· You lay down on your stomach and lift up your hips to help Kirishima slide down your shorts and panties licking his lips at the sight of your pussy
· Bite the pillow because the moment this boy goes down on you his tongue will be on your cunt like white on rice sucking your pussy lips and running his tongue up and down you from clit to vagina
· By the time he’s done there’s a wet spot on your bed and your legs are spread and shaking
· But don’t think he’s done with you yet, that was just an appetizer to prepare him for the main course he grabs your ass with one hand and pulls his weeping thick cock running it up and down your folds before slowly splitting you open on it
TODOROKI
· Let us get one thing clear Todoroki doesn’t care about your size he just wants real love and attention from someone he likes
· That being said he does love having your soft body to cuddle up to especially those nice tiddies of yours
· Todoroki has an exceptionally soft mommy kink that he is not at all embarrassed of
· So expect him to wrap those soft thighs of yours around his waist and spend some time giving your boobs a lot of attention
· He looks so peaceful sucking on a nipple rubbing your sides and grinding up against you
· Eyes all lidded and just so cute with a red blush running across his cheeks as he just gets lost in the motions
· Slide off him and he’s gonna resist eagerly trying to follow your boobs
· But pull out his dick and slowly ride it, grab his face and shove it into your chest and he’ll be in love with you forever
· Bucking up into you and licking into the valley of your chest, biting sucking all he wants at your boobs while your pussy creams his dick is heaven for him
· Nuzzles into you after filling you up before falling asleep mouth latched to a nipple and arms wrapped around your plush waist mumbling about how much he loves you
Genres: fluff, smut, (three lines of agnst at last if you want to skip it then you can😄)
Rating: 18+
Warnings ‼️: sexual content, a little bit of sexual tension, fingering, the ending is thrash ( I think that's it?)
Notes: (please ignore any grammatical mistakes), ( I wrote the ending while I was sleepy so it can be bad), (I have censored some words that I found uncomfortable writing so I hope you understand 😃), (once again I wrote the ending quickly)
Being a dancer wasn't a normal thing for you because people always think that dance is not made for chubby people's but in your case you wanted to show them that if somebody believes they can do something than they can do it.
Your dream is to become a dancer, when you were 10 you saw someone dancing on the street and there were so many interested and you were one of them, from then you started to start dance on your own with letting your parents know because you thought if they know you love dancing they wouldn't support you. But one day accidentally they saw it and they supported you in this.
So here you were standing in front of an studio which you wanted to be a part of. You gently opened the gate and stepped inside and saw so many people practicing, you weren't able see the mentor but you would see him afterwards, firstly you wanted admission in this studio.
"Hello" you said the receptionist "hello" she said smiling "I wanted to admission in this studio" you asked "sure just fill this form" she said checking me out "ok" all I said.
It took 10 minutes but you got it, after giving her the filled form "ok you can start from today or tomorrow" she said giving me a look "ok" all I said once again.
Once again you were in the main arena, you were already in your dance clothes so you didn't have to change and now you don't know what to do because its your first time so you just thought that you will firstly talk to the mentor and then do whatever he will tell.
You saw your teacher and your eyes widened "damn he is hot f*ck'' you walk to him and call him when he saw you he stopped teaching and tell them to practice the choreography he taught " yes?" He said checking you out "hmm so I am new here and I don't know what to do" you said a little shyly "ohh I have started the choreography I can't teach you now wait I have a idea you learn from were we are and I will teach the first part to you afterwards'' you were kinda distracted by his lips because he was biting it so sexually.
"Ok sir" all you said and he asked you to go back in the row to start the practice.
You were a little tried because of morning session of your dance class but you were determined to learn the first part so you stayed behind to learn it. Right now you were sitting while checking your phone and waiting for your teacher "I am here, I am here"
You saw him coming into the studio from a door but you paid no attention because it's not your duty "ok let's start, you remember the second part right? It will be a little hard to learn first part because it has partners because the starting of the song has a little romantic music and then we seperate to our own ways ok?" He said ruffling his hairs "ok I will do my best" it's what you said but you were nervous because first thing they is no other than me and him for the choreo, second thing is we both will be the partners for the dance and the third thing why his he looking so hot with a little bit of sweat on his head?.
"So let's start the first step, firstly the girls will enter from right and the boys will from left you got it?" He asked while going on the left side and telling you to go right side "yes sir" you replied "ok so the next thing we have to come at the exact moment and have to do a royal type of dancing while moving in circle, not touching eachother hands, yeah like this, while flirting with each other's eyes" he said it while staring deeply in my eyes.
"Ok so the next thing we have to do is after three circles you have to move while your back facing ok? The next you have to do is stretch left leg a little bit and move your hand around my neck yeah like this"
it was not hard but it was giving you some type of emotions that you didn't wanted to feel. While doing that pose he gently moved his hand around your waist and his other hand under your chest, your breath hitched because of his touch, he gave squeeze where his hands were and he gently nibbles on your left ear while for you it was getting hard to breathe.
When he rolled you in front you both were staring deeply into each other's eyes and the next thing you knew you both were kissing eachother gently but as the time passed it was getting more heated. He squeezed your a*s while making out with you he broke the kiss and asked "do you want to do this" "yes sir" you said panting "call me hoseok" all he said before kissing you passionately again.
He moved his hand till he was unzipping your pants and puts his hand in and started to circle your clit with his fingers, gathering your wetness as a lobe he gently inserted his two fingers in your cunt till he was knuckle deep and started to move his fingers in and out of you "baby you are so wet hmm"hoseok groaned feeling your wetness and the sounds your cunt is making. You moaned because of the feeling, while giving you pleasure from his hand he started to leave wet kisses on your neck kissing and sucking on it till it was purple. "Do you like this baby" he said between kisses "yess hoseok" your legs were going to give up because of the pleasure, you can feel your stomach tightening "I-i am gonna c*m don't stop p-please" you cried out "c*m for me y/n" and you snapped. you moaned out aloud, you were panting from your one of the best orgasam. While hoseok takes your hand and took you to a room.
This room was not that big but it has an large sofa. Once both of you were inside he locked the door, he came to you and started to strip you gently. "So beautiful" he said seeing you naked, he gently pushed you so that you were lying on the bed. When you were layed down he started to strip himself, you wanted to see him naked so you pushed you elbows at you side and sat up a little bit so that you can see how hot he was looking. He caught you looking so when he started to unzip his jeans he starred at your eyes to tease you. You can see his lust blown eyes and you knew he was teasing you by taking out his jeans slowly, so you whined a little bit so he can do it fast "I am all done my greedy little girl" he said hovering over you.
He started again by kissing you passionately and broke the kiss apart for oxygen "you look so beautiful under me baby" he said between pecks. He slowly goes down till he was face to face with your breasts "so big and so full ohh god" he said while taking your one nipples in his mouth while playing with your other one.
"Y/n I can't wait anymore" his c*ck was throbbing and he wanted to be inside of you "then fu*k me please" you were desperate yourself. Hearing your words he groaned while lining his co*k to your entrance, he gently pushes it in and you both moaned in unison "god damn your Pu*sy is so tight" he gave you a little bit of time and when u signalled him to move, he started to move slowly trying to find his rhythm.
"Yes, yes oh my god" you cried out because of the pleasure "tell me you like getting fu*ked out completely by me huh" you moaned because of his dirty talk "yes I-i love it" you were a moaning mess and you were loving it. He groaned feeling your cunt squeezing his di*k so well "baby do it again" he ordered and you instantly did it "oh my god" he groaned, "I am cu*ming" you shouted. He started to rub your clit roughly while pounding in you "baby let go c*m for me" he himself was on the edge.
"F*ck!!" You cried out while cu*ming on his di*k and few seconds after hoseok was filling you with his seeds. You both were a panting mess he rolled over next you while catching his breath "tha-that was amazing y/n" he said still panting a little bit "yes it was" you smiled at him.
"I should get going" you said while trying to standing up your legs were sore but you will manage "no wait were are you going please stay" hoseok plead "this was a one stand for you right" you asked confused "no baby I like you from the first time I looked on you, I wanted to take you to a date and start over" he said while showing his puppy eyes.
"I would love too" you gave him your number and stayed a little bit and then you have to go at your home back because it was already so late. Hoseok was grinning while texting you a good night and then he himself had to go his home. Once you both got home you both slept while dreaming about each other
But, at last some people don't live in your life forever, sometimes only their memories do.
