summary: You come home from your study date and need to let out your frustration
warnings: female! reader, smut, unestablished relationship, suggestive themes, not proofread,nsfw, MDNI
author's notes: Hey humans! I've been hella focused on my novel and stuff, so I wanted to write just for funzies. That being said it's not my best work lol.
The street lights buzzed overhead as you walked down the street. Your lipstick had completely faded off.
Not that it mattered; it didn’t get you laid tonight like you thought it would. You grumbled as you fiddled with your apartment keys. Throwing the door open and yanking her heels off your feet.
He had commented on them when you walked into the library for your study date. No textbook in hand.
“You’re dressed up…not sure those are good for studying though.” He said with a soft smile. You hated how much you loved that smile. The way his eyes crinkled up and how he unconsciously twisted a patch of green curls between his fingers.
“Well, I was planning on doing more than studying.” You chuckled softly while sitting down across from him.
He tilted his head to the side, a confused look on his face, entirely genuine. “Oh? Did you have plans after this? I promise this won't take long.” He said while laying out his notes from class in front of you.
He had to be doing this on purpose.
You sighed and nodded before leaning over the table. Occasionally, you’d look up and find him biting his lip at a partially difficult question or nibbling on the tip of his pen. Your gaze trailed down from his mouth to the slight bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. Suddenly, you felt a heat traveling up your neck.
You turned your attention back down to the paper as his finger tapped on the desk rapidly. They were large and scarred. Many of them were from villains, but more were from his own quirk. Breaking his fingers more times than you could remember. As they tapped against the table, you picture them grabbing your wrist, pinning it down. Or sliding up your chest all the way up to your throat and squeezing tightly, making your eyes flutter-
Your eyes snapped up. “Huh?”
“I asked if you know the answer… are you okay?” He said with furrowed eyebrows.
“O-oh yeah, I’m fine! I was just distracted.” You stammered.
“Oh, okay.” He said softly before scribbling something down in his notebook.
Now you lie in your bed staring down at your phone at his recent text message.
“Hey! Did you make it home safe? I could have walked you.”
“Yeah, I’m good! And I told you you didn’t need to 🙂”
The typing bubbles appeared, vanished, then appeared again. You pressed your palm to your forehead and groaned. Just text me back, nerd.
Your phone buzzed, and you snatched it off the mattress so fast it nearly slipped out of your hand.
“I know you said you didn’t need me to walk you, but I still feel bad.”
You stared at the message flatly. That was what he spent two whole minutes typing? Your thumbs hovered over the keyboard.
Three dots immediately appeared.
You rolled onto your stomach, kicking your feet absentmindedly behind you as you typed.
“Some girls might get the wrong idea.”
This time, the typing bubbles vanished completely. You frowned at the screen. Maybe you pushed too far. Then…Your phone rang.
You nearly dropped it. Midoriya’s name lit up across the screen.
For a second, you only stared at it while your heartbeat thudded painfully against your ribs.
His voice was softer over the phone, like he’d been nervous before calling.
“You could’ve just texted,” you teased quietly.
“Yeah, um.” You could practically hear him rubbing the back of his neck. “I think I’m misunderstanding something.”
“…Were you flirting with me?”
“Depends on whether you wanted me to be?”
Silence again. You heard his breath hitch over the phone.
“Yes?...” His voice rose at the end like it was a question.
“Then yes, I was flirting with you, Midoryia.”
“OH! Oh.. g-good that's what Denki said it was, but I wasn’t sure..”
You chuckled softly before rolling over in your bed. You looked over to the side at the dresser. “Hey Izuku?”
“Are you alone right now?”
You grinned before standing up, walking to your dresser, and pulling open the drawer.
You propped your phone up on the headboard, a red flushed Midoryia on the other side. You saw his room in the background. Plain white walls covered top to bottom with Allmight posters.
“You sure about this?” He asked nervously while scratching the back of his neck.
“I'm sure.” You said while wiggling out of your skirt. The tips of his ears turned bright red as he shifted in his chair. You grinned as you pulled out your Lovense dildo fully charged. “You get my link?”
“Good.” You said while lying back against the pillow, craning your neck to make sure you were still in frame. Slowly, you traced the tip across your asymmetrical folds, slick with your arousal. Slowly, you began to push it into your entrance, gasping as it entered you.
“Fuck…” You heard him whisper.
A few moments passed as you slowly thrust the toy into yourself, feeling the smooth silicone and ridges and veins.
“Zuzu,” You breathed out.
“Huh? Oh! Oh yeah…” He said while tapping on his screen. Suddenly, the toy buzzed to life, thrusting into you all by itself. You cried out as you gripped the hand, holding it tight against you.
“Too much?” He asked while tapping his screen, slowing the thrust down.
“Turn it back up!” You whimpered while your free hand trailed down between your legs. The dildo quickly turned back on, thrusted into your sopping warmth.
“Fuck!” You cried out while beginning to rub your clit in tight circles. “Y-yes thats it.” You rasped while your muscles twitched and contracted.
You panted heavily, your gaze traveling from the ceiling to the phone as you heard him grunt. You bit your lip, your eyes wide as you said him palm through his grey sweats.
“T-take it out..” You stammered as grind your hips up into your hand. He obeyed, pulling his pants down. His cock sprang free, thick and veiny with a bunny pink tip. A bead of precum broke and ran down to his base, where a soft tuff of trimmed hair nestled around his pelvis.
“C-cum with me? Please..” You said while pushing the toy deeper into yourself. He groaned, your words clearly affecting him. He nodded as he gripped the base of his cock, giving it a good squeezed beginngin to stroke sloppily. His neck muscle strained as he threw his head back, sliding his thumb over the tip and thrusting into his hand in response.
Your toes curled as you began throwing your head back into the pillow. You knot in your core tightened more and more as you began twitching on the bed. Suddenly, your foot jolted, knocking your phone over, but you couldn’t notice as you slapped your clit.
“Y-y/n..” You heard him whimper. “Fffuck I need to see you..please.” He said while panting, still stroking himself. You whimpered softly as you reached up and propped the phone back up.
“Sorry-” you began before freezing as you looked at him. Tears in his eyes and his hand fucking abusing his cock, not red and throbbing. Fuck did he start crying?
“I’m g-gonna cum..” He said while tears ran down his cheeks.
You cried out as you rubbed yourself faster. “O-okay..cum with me,” You said while pressing your thighs together around your hand and moaning. He cried out as well.
“Let go..” You ground out through your teeth. “I’m match you..”
He whimpered as he thrusted into his fist, the final straw before thick white ropes shot out from his tip.
“FUCK!” You both cried in unison as you gushed around your toy, spilling onto your sheets and soaking into your mattress.
…Should have put down a towel.