tenya's stalker

im in love with this man💫💙|21|

[tenyaiidasslut]

NAVIGATION/MASTER LIST

Haikyuu!!

Shoyo Hinata// Spicy Cuddles (NSFW)

Yū Nishinoya// The Aftermath (NSFW)

MHA/BNHA

Tomura Shigaraki// I don't deserve you (NSFW)

Soft!Shigaraki headcanons

TAGS

📕. {fandom}

📄. {character}

🔁. {rebolgs}

I'll take requests BUT it might take forever and/or just a dabble

[dolcemisu]

frat!kuna wants to hear your pretty noises (shy!reader)

even though sukuna wasn’t very vocal, that didn’t mean he didn’t want you to be. when you randomly went quiet underneath him, he wasn’t pleased. his thick cock split you open, causing your gummy walls to flutter around his length. you were squirming underneath him with your pupils blown wide as you took him. sukuna was in awe—you looked beautiful under him just as always—but something was missing. aside from the sound of skin on skin, it was quiet. too quiet.

“don’t go silent on me,” he leaned in to whisper in your ear. “i need to hear you.”

you were flustered. you turned your head away in embarrassment and shook your head. he snapped his hips again, tip nudging your cervix. you bit your lip to suppress the moan threatening to escape from you.

“are you embarrassed?” sukuna asked. “there’s no need to be, i promise.”

you hesitated, moved by his reassurance. he felt good and you wanted to show him that. but, you were shy. plus, it wasn’t like he made any noise other than his praise and a few low grunts here and there. you didn’t want to do it alone.

“taking me so well,” sukuna groaned. “so fucking tight you’d think i didn’t take good care of you.”

you let out a quiet moan, back arching. it was so hard to keep quiet, especially with the way he buried you to the hilt. you were so full of him you couldn’t think straight. heat pooled in your stomach as he fucked you, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge.

sukuna was close too, how could he not be? your warm walls hugged his length tightly, practically sucking him into your tight cunt. the sight of you under him was enough to get him off. but without the sound of your broken cries, he wasn’t sure if he could finish just yet.

sukuna decided instead of telling you you weren’t alone, he’d show you. the groan he let out snapped you out of it. you clenched around him immediately at the sound.

“‘kuna,” you whined without even realizing it. “feels s’good.”

“there she is. my pretty girl, don’t hide from me. let me hear how good it feels, yeah?”

you nodded and spread your legs even wider. sukuna angled his hips slightly to where his cock reached your sweet spot with each thrust. the delicious stretch was blinding. you cried out his name as you took all of him. his balls slapped against your ass, the lewd sound filling the room and egging him on even more. sukuna groaned into your ear and whispered to you.

“you’re close? come for me, need to hear it and feel it.”

you weren’t as quiet when you came. your orgasm shattered over you at his words. you cried out his name and gripped his bicep. as you came down from the high, you panted, lip quivering as you caught your breath. sukuna followed you right after. he buried you to the hilt with his cock, thick ropes of cum spilling deep inside your pussy. he groaned softly before collapsing on the bed beside you. his arms found yours, pulling you close to his chest. you put your ear to his chest and listened. his heart was pounding so hard like it was about to burst. you looked up at him with a small smile. he mirrored it and pressed his lips to your forehead.

“to be honest, i don’t think i can go again without hearing you,” he admitted. “don’t be afraid, i got you. always.”

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© DOLCEMISU

[adoring-jjk]

pro tip: don't talk bad about yourself in front of sukuna | mdni suggestive

to say sukuna doesn't like when you disrespect yourself would be untrue, because he doesn't even let you get that far. you're his, which means when you talk bad about yourself, you're offending him too.

he'll slap your ass as he passes by you getting a bowl of fruit in the kitchen, in nothing but one of his shirts and an old pair of pj shorts, hair a mess. he lets out a "fuck, don't tempt me right now," his eyes scanning you from head to toe with that familiar heat in them.

your brows furrow in confusion and you literally go to the bathroom to look in the mirror to check that your appearance didn't magically ameliorate from the last time you saw yourself. he follows you and you're almost offended when you look in the mirror. is he playing a prank on you?

"what? i literally look-"

his hand comes to grab your throat gently but firm, a brow raised as he stares down at you and then through the mirror. "you look what?" his gaze is daring you to say something negative.

you can feel that he's not joking. you swallow, "um, good?"

he hums satisfied and pulls you closer, bending down to kiss you, the way his tongue smoothly finds its way into your mouth has heat spreading through your body.

he pulls back and looks you over again appreciatively, smushing your cheeks playfully before walking away. "s'what i thought."

[ford4bi]

BABY, COME BACK TO ME!

when the mha boys want you back after the breakup.

incl ; izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shouto todoroki, denki kaminari, eijirou kirishima, keigo takami, touya todoroki, tomura shigaraki x gn!reader, all smau, ANGST

a/n: sorry these lwk sound the same lol but i wanted to finish this request for my sweet anon!!! now time to go back to my usual fluff and funny jokes because angst makes me sad 🙏

© ford4bi all rights reserved. please do not repost my work.

[ohfreshlinen]

𓂃✍︎ 18+ mdni · sukuna asks you to sit on him

"This is ridiculous!" 

"Woman! You're being ridiculous!" 

"Keep talking to me like that, and you just won't have it then!" You scream indignantly, looking past your bare stomach, from underneath your bush, and just enough to see his glare piercing straight at you. 

"Let me eat you out. Look at yourself! You're already so wet for me. So, just sit for —" Sukuna sighs sharply, unknowingly sending a warm bubble of air directly against your clit. 

The sudden wave of heat quickly encompasses you, and you instinctively clamp your knees against his ears, buckling down hard to his mouth, effectively cutting off a poetry of curses from Sukuna. 

"Oh, shit!" You squawk, immediately raising yourself. "Why the fuck would you even do that!" 

"Is it my fault you're the sensitive one? Do it again. I like it. Come here." He positions you back in place, your cunt directly above his mouth, and your clit torturously erect when he flicks it. 

"No, wait!"

"You can't kill me, that'll be stupid even for a curse like me." He pushes your hands away when you try to grab a fistful of his hair and yank him down to the pillows. 

"J-Just, hold on!"

You've been in this position for the past fifteen minutes, debating with yourself if he should just eat you out because seeing his heated gaze straight to your clit and your breathless cunt being pried wide open with his fingers, looking intently for any signs of your release flowing out, is enough for you to come at this sensation alone. 

But the thing is that you're simply nervous because it hasn't been long since he first ate you out, and while it was new and so fucking good, you're still embarrassed about the whole prospect of it. 

"I just need . . ." you prep yourself up, "I get ticklish when I think too much about it."

"There's hardly anything you think about these days, and you have to think right now?" 

"Shut the fuck up, or I'm walking out of here."

"Baby," he calls a little gentler, though it doesn't sound any different than how he would curse another, "just sit. Please."

"Oh?" You manage to entice a chuckling tease, "You never say please that way."

"For fuck's sake, you're being too unrea — mmphh!"

© sundriedsheets — all rights reserved. do not modify, edit, steal, translate, feed into ai, or plagiarize my content.

[luvsable]

sub!tomura who…

sub!tomura who constantly pisses you off on purpose in hopes you’ll punish him

sub!tomura who sucks on your strap like it’s a real dick

sub!tomura who came immediately the first time you fingered him cause he’d never experienced feeling so full before

sub!tomura who cried the first time you put a dildo inside him before cumming a total of three times before you decided he’d had enough

sub!tomura who will eat you out for HOURS if you promise to fuck him after

sub!tomura who will spend the whole day while you’re at work with a plug in his ass, keeping himself stretched just for when you get home

sub!tomura who’s always buying new toys for you both to use because he can never tear his mind away from sex, even when you aren’t around

sub!tomura who whimpers

sub!tomura who begs

sub!tomura who cries

sub!tomura who sends you needy videos and pictures of him touching himself whenever you’re not around

sub!tomura who digs his face into the pillow and drools

mmm sub!tomura… 🤤

[luvrspitt]

╰ breakfast, lunch, and dinner, these pro heroes are STARVING!

pairing(s): katsuki bakugo x reader, shoto todoroki x reader, izuku midoriya x reader, denki kaminari x reader (separate!)

18+ MDNI. CUNNILINGUS, fem! reader, lots of pet names, fingering, spit, face sitting, pussy pronouns, talking you through it, butt play and butt plugs (izuku), pussy spanking, (izuku), making you BEG for it, manipulation, crying, stretching you out, dirty talk, down bad shoto, denki cumming in his pants, wedgies?, panty ripping, teasing, overstimulation .ᐟ

Katsuki Bakugo swore he could handle the weight of you sitting on his face, and when you reluctantly agreed, knees wobbling as you gripped the mahogany grain of your shared headboard to hover on top of his panting chest, you never would’ve expected him to adore the feeling of you suffocating his carved jawline.

He had the best seat in the whole fuckin’ house, plump pussy lips spread open inches above his mouth with a ‘pop’, the mess of your heightened arousal deliciously decorating the flesh ‘n swirling prettily around your smooth thighs.

“So fuckin’ pretty baby.” His huge hands find purchase in the sides of your hips, fingertips gripping the thick flesh to spread you open even further, the most personal parts of your body gaped wide open for his greedy viewing.

“Look at ya,” Katsuki breathes in, inhaling the sugary scent of your sex, the smell instantly watering his tastebuds, “can’t believe this s’all mine.”

“Just feel like I might hurt yo—oh fuck!” Two large palms quickly move to grip the flesh of your withering hips dropping, cunt planting firmly down to his opened maw.

A ravenous growl rumbles through him, the saccharine droplets of slick quickly swiping across his nose bridge, coating his cheeks in your aroma. His long pink tongue flicks out to slot between your lips, kitten licking a trail of salvia up your slit.

“Tastes so fuckin’ sweet baby,” he’s moaning, the sounds muffled by the weight of your entrance fully smothering him, yet he’s loud enough for you to hear him, voice low and vibrating your clit, “stop movin’ ‘n lemme take care of my girls.”

Licking and slurping, the noises fill the bedroom, silky wetness so egregious it rivals the sobs slipping from your shocked face. “Katsuki!” It’s astonishing how easily he holds you still, even as your legs completely give out beneath you. Bulging biceps hardening against your thighs and lifting you up, up, up! to the ceiling, gripping you perfectly in place to lick your walls clean of sap.

“Thinkin’ you’d hurt me? That I can’t handle you?” He’s questioning, tongue sliding down to your tight hole, digging the flicking the fat muscle up into it, “would let you kill me as long as you were the one askin’, baby.”

The gravity only works you closer, body caging in your hips to rock against his mouth, skilled tongue diggin’ in and out of your clenched hole, the button of his nose smushing into your clit. “Oh Kats, s-shit! I—too much! C-Can feel you everywhere!”

Holding onto the headboard for dear life, the wood grain begins to squeak at the hinges, soft nipples hardening when you press yourself tightly against it, the cold texture sending shivers down your spine.

“Can’t help it,” Katsuki's tongue travels back up towards your clit, placing a sloppy kiss to the warm bud, “tastes so damn good, baby.”

You throw your head down to the top of the headboard, drool collecting at the sides of your mouth. Squishy cheeks pressing deeply into grain in an attempt to stifle your moans, eyes slamming shut to savor the feeling of him absolutely ravishing your sex.

He looks up, passionate crimson eyes squinting and blond brows furrowing when he can’t find your face looking down at him. “Oi!” His strong arms prod at your thick hips, swiftly pulling you further down to his chin, your body tumbling backwards.

“H-Huh?” You should have never underestimated his strength, large hands easily spaying around your ass to throw you around like a ragdoll, fingers white knuckling at the soft flesh he grips snug to his mouth. “W-Wha—”

“—Quit hidin’,” he mumbles, teeth nipping at your inner thighs, placing a graphic porno-sounding kiss to the skin, the slick residue from his swollen mouth painting your skin, “needa hear you screamin’ so I know I’m doin’ a damn good job.”

Biting your lip, you rapidly nod down at him, jaw falling open as he begins to rock you on his lips, pink tongue flattening on your slit and applying even pressure.

“K-Kats—mmfuck! Gettin’ close.” Your voice comes out high pitched, a sinful moan roaring from the back of your aching throat, fingertips hooking into the hair sticking to his sweaty forehead to rock against him, mouth perfectly rolling the gooey flesh of your clit.

“Take what ya want from me, know you deserve it,” he’s grumbling beneath you, hand reaching up to spay on your tummy, digits traveling up your navel and towards your breasts, fingers rolling around your nipple. “Know you’re close baby, give it to me, yeah?”

Katsuki knows the exact moment you finally break, head thrown back with a sob, your slick coats his face, hips rapidly rolling fast around the slope of his nose to ride out your high, cunt drenching his face full of your glistening essence.

“Tsuki—Stop!” The high hits you much harder than usual, the strong pink muscle pulling every last ounce of pleasure out of your sore clit, causing you to jump off his face with a yelp, “too much!”

“Where you goin’,” he scoffs beneath you, palms massaging the soft flesh of your ass to anchor you back down, his tongue finding your used hole, “‘m not done yet, come ‘ere.”

It all started with that damned house dress, the one you slipped on just as you tumbled out of bed, body completely bare beneath the silk.

Seeing you standing in the kitchen swirling sticky honey into a steaming mug, every last sense of rationale Shoto Todoroki had left inside of him quickly evaporates, leaving the man at a standstill in the doorway. It’s as if he was still stuck in a dream, a dizzy bout of sleep walking he doesn’t dare pinch himself awake from.

Shoto’s legs move on their own accord, bare feet stepping off the tatami towards you. The hardwood flooring speaks before he can, the paneling creaking beneath his heavy frame.

“Shoto?” You’re asking, popping your head over your shoulder, and when you see him standing in the doorway, you're smiling—eyes wide as saucers.

You twirl around to greet him, skirt easing off your hips as the fabric swishes in the air, “was getting started on some tea, I know you like to make it but I thought I’d surprise you.”

Shoto can’t speak.

Not when you’re looking at him like that.

Shoto desperately wants to fill the empty void due to his lack of response, yet every word falls flat on his lips, heterochromia irises far too focused on your presence to think of anything else.

It wasn’t like you were wearing anything special. The airy, cloud-white garment hung loosely on your frame, chantilly lace wrapping around the swell of your breasts matching the hem at your hips, the length cutting off just above the small divot between your thighs.

You looked angelic, and when the sunlight cut through the opened window, warm hues dancing over your features like a painting, Shoto found himself tumbling down to his knees.

“Sho? Are you okay?” Gasping, your hands grip his forearms, the stocky man easily wrapping himself around your front, red and white hair spaying over your abdomen.

He can only find it in himself to shake his head ‘no’, hands fisting the fabric on your thighs, lips pouting into the silkened garment. “I love you.”

You laugh, fingertips grazing the hair out of his eyes, his chin digging into the soft spot just below your navel, feeling his warmth surround your skin. “I love you enough that I want you to get off the floor,” teasing him, you reaching behind you to turn off the stove, giving him your full attention. “You’re looking at me like you’re going to eat me alive or something.”

Oh? But I am.

The words linger, never daring to leave his mouth.

It’s unfair, he thinks. Everything about you is so perfect. You always know exactly what to say whenever there’s an uncomfortable beat of silence, how you’re so kind to everyone you meet—including himself, showing your appreciation in the small moments that many others would ignore.

Shoto can feel his heart swell in his chest, blood pooling to his ears, the tips surely shining the brightest shade of merlot.

“Love when you wear this,” he mutters, head bowing to place a chaste kiss to each thigh, soft lips mumbling into the flesh, “you are beautiful.”

“I’m glad you like it, Sho.”

I’d like to rip it off.

He’d buy you ten more if he could; if you’d let him that is, all to tear the flimsy fabric to shreds, a shameless cycle of his devotion to you.

Shoto doesn’t realize his hands have fallen onto your legs, palms gliding smooth over the skin, hands massaging your hips. He kneads the skin just to feel the way it pebbles beneath his grip, the slightest hint of your blood thumping through your veins instantly grounding him in you.

“Sho,” it’s your turn to grip at the fabric, body flushing with the tiniest bit of warmth that pools in your belly at his groping, the hem treading just above your bare mound, “d-don’t know what’s happening but—”

“—You.” He’s growling, voice slicked in the same way the honey sticks to the forgotten ceramic mug, face diving between your legs.

Shoto doesn’t ask as he’s spreading you open, tongue indulging in the way your silky slit coats his tastebuds, the heady flavor causing him to moan, voice shaking. “You happened.”

Taken aback, the sheer force of his greedy muscle licking you clean makes your hands shamelessly bundle the fabric frantically off your hips to gaze down at the starving man, his eyes closed to focus on funneling his tongue deep inside of you.

“Shoto! Oh my god! W-What are you—”

“—Showing you how much I love you.”

Your cunt was his altar, the delightful sap-like nectar seeping out from your drenched folds his savior, lapping the honey slick as if it’s his last meal on earth, one to praise and devour all at the same time.

“Love you,” he’s moaning, reddened tongue making out with your sex as if it was another pair of your lips he was kissing instead, mouth moving in tangent with his words, “love you so much.”

“Sho! Love you too, l-love your mouth.”

“Keep talking,” he smiles, head bowing up and down with each fat lick to your cunt, his tongue prodding the fleshy bits of your sensitive nub, pleasure blossoming in your upper thighs, “tell me how you’re feeling, honey.”

“Wha—I can’t!”

Not when he’s devouring you with a fever you can’t seem to recognize. Tongue soft and sweet; licking every little crevice between your legs, mouth taking every last rational thought from your mind out of your body with a suckle to your clit.

“Please,” he’s begging, widened pupils gazing up at your fucked out face, “tell me what you love about it, talk me through it.”

In fear of him halting his moments, you’re talking faster than you can think, words shakily fumbling out of your withering chest. “Your mouth,” you moan, thighs shaking at the force of him kitten licking your clit, “a-always take your time—shit! So warm ‘n soft.”

“Keep going, love.”

His hands move you easily, arching your hips to allow his long tongue to plug its way into your aching hole, the action causing you to squeak. “Oh your hands Shoto! Love your hands s-so much.”

“Want me to use them?” He asks gently, dominant hand leaving your hips to prod at your entrance, anxiously awaiting your approval.

How could you possibly tell him no?

“Please.”

His finger dips between your lips, the digit easily swallowing up past your entrance from how wet it is, knuckles pressing into you with a ‘squelch’. He pistons it in and out of your hole, tongue latching on your clit to create a seal, loud slurping sounds echoing from damp skin.

It would be dirty if it was anyone else other than Shoto.

“Shoto! D-Don’t stop—please, please don’t stopppp.” Tears are brimming the corners of your eyes as he adds another finger to the equation, fingerprints curling up into your g-spot to brush the point of no return, your sobs turning into wails of pleasure.

“Close? I can feel you squeezing.”

“Yes, yes!” You were stricken by some life altering hysteria, mind utterly preoccupied by the way Shoto worked your cunt wide open, “want—gonna cum in your mouth.”

“Go ahead, I’ll take care of you,” he’s whispering, mouth muffled by the sound of your pussy, nose deep into the puffy flesh of your mound.

Clammy fingertips grasp at his hair, gripping a handful of hair to roll your hips against him. You’re not sure what you're going for, yet nonetheless you chase it, curses falling from your slacked mouth. “Shit, shit, cumming!”

The sensation hits you all at once, Shoto’s hands, his mouth. He will always take care of you, always worship you, even in the kitchen on his hands and knees in the early hours of the morning.

Flurries of sputtering stars burst behind your eyes, Shoto’s hand holding you in place as you ride it out, hips shaking, spine aching.

When he finally pulls away, licking your slick off his lips he’s smiling, hands finding yours.

His fingers are wet. Your tea still isn’t made.

Izuku Midoriya's been waiting for this all day long, discovering you tucked snugly in bed awaiting for him to finally come home, your frame slowly snoozing between the sheets.

His tartan suit was half way off, beige dress coat hanging over the peg of the bed frame, white sleeves of his button up rolled past his elbows, work badge still hanging from his stocky chest.

He’d woken you up in a daze, scarred hands spreading your legs wide open for him, cunt gleaming in the lowlight of the yellow lamp, your nightie barley clinging to your skin.

“Was waiting up for you, didn’t think you’d be so late,” you’re mumbling, voice shy.

He gleams. Of course you waited for him, cunt leaking and begging to be touched, holes ready for him to toy with.

“I’m sorry baby, a-and thank you for being so patient,” he’s murmuring into your neck, taking a deep breath and smiling when he smells traces of his body wash on your skin, “want to make it up to you, will you let me?”

An hour later he had you fully awake and stretched out for him, knees kissing either side of the mattress with his favorite green hued plug popped inside your tight ass, the customized authentic jade gemstone poking out between your cheeks.

“How are you feeling?” Izuku asks, face inches away from your cunt, watching the soft rise and fall of your belly, pussy dripping slick down to the white sheets.

“G-Good,” you’re stuttering, tight ring clenching the metal protrusion inside of you, words glued to your tongue so nicely; gooey mind worried you’ll say the wrong thing starting to scare you, “feels really good ‘zuku.”

“Good.” He parrots, running two fingers that rest on your knee up towards the inside of your thigh, the soft skin feeling like butter on his calloused fingerprints. “I think you’re ready for something else though, aren’t you?”

“Y-Your mouth? Please?” Your woozy eyes look down at him, body shivering as goosebumps erupt everywhere he’s touching you, a hopeful dopey smile spreading on your shiny cheeks.

“You’re silly,” he’s almost chuckling, chest swooning at how devoted you are to him, mind and body completely vulnerable to his heavy presence.

His fingers dip into the crevice just beside your mound, trailing a ghost-like touch up and down to watch you writhe against the mattress, nipples hardening in the dim lighting.

Two fingers lightly touch your clit, the thick digits forcing your slit wideee open, the sloppy sounds of your lips widening to fit him forces your sensitive body to heat up in embarrassment, face smushing into the side of your pillow.

“A-And you’re mean,” mumbling, you suddenly jump at the contact, a firm slaaaappp! landing down on your clit. “Izuku!”

You feel your clit begin to throb, the rapid heartbeat in your chest traveling down to the aching bundle of nerves as he goes right back to massaging it, his eyes absorbing your wild reaction.

Clenching down, the plug presses itself even deeper inside you, the cold metal working its way around your ass, the width squeezing around your sensitive walls.

Izuku goes back to massaging your clit, the soft touch doing little to stimulate it, hips jerking up to reach his touch.

He pulls back, slotting the slick coated fingers into his lips, tongue licking them clean. “Mean? You think this is mean?”

Suddenly, two thick digits are plunging into your cunt, walls clenching down around the protrusions, hot womb easily sucking him in, fingertips hitching knuckles deep.

“Fuck!” You’re mewling, head thrashing.

You wanted him to be inside you think, mind woozy as your holes become equally filled, the pressure of the large plug shifting his chunky knuckles up towards your g-spot—still not fully touching it, yet letting you feel that he’s there.

“Still so tight,” he’s observing, watching the way your pussy expands to take his fingers, the tight lil’ hole squelching for attention around them. “Can feel you sucking me in… feels good, doesn’t it?”

You can’t respond as another finger joins your slit, the pointer finger long and prodding as it slips inside, the stretch forcing a cry out of your dry mouth.

Izuku talks you through it, tells you just how good you’re doing for him, coaxing your body to relax for him, now three fingers deep.

“Let me in, you’re almost there.”

“Doing so good for me, baby. Look so pretty stuffed full of me.”

“You trust me, right?”

You focus on his words, body contorting around his intrusion deep inside of you, fully relaxed to take whatever he gives you.

“Izuku?” The pain quickly blooms into pleasure, an uncomfortable sensation building deep inside your core causing you to beg. “Want your mouth so bad Izuku, e-everything feels too tight—too full!”

Izuku almost feels pity for you.

His pretty baby begging for release, pleading for a smidge of attention from him.

“Since you’ve been so good tonight, maybe I’ll give you what you want?” He’s coaxing you to say what he wants to hear, emerald green eyes laser focused on the soft prodding of your squishy mound, fingers swabbin’ around in your gushy insides like he’s trying to memorize the ridges of your canal.

“Please Izuku,” wishfully thinking, your words slur, spine arching off the bed to greet his freckled cheeks, warm breath tickling your slit.

He places a kiss on your clit just to watch you squeak, eyebrows raising down at you like a hawk watching his prey. “Please what? Use your words.”

“Please use your mouth,” you’re whining, yet he doesn’t move, your eyes widening, “Izuku, can you please u-use your mouth and…”

“Go on.”

He wants to hear you say it out loud. The very words that always cause you to shy away from him, the perverse nature of the descriptions of what you desperately crave from him heating your body up.

“Please eat me out.”

You must really want to cum tonight Izuku’s thinking, his thighs tensing at how sweetly you’re asking, wide eyes gleaming over with sex.

He doesn’t respond, and right when you believe he’s about to stand up from between your legs, an arm anchors around your lower belly, mouth diving in between your legs.

Izuku is messy with it. All tongue and meticulous direction, he teeters between light swiping and harsh sucking against your nub, fully coating himself in slick.

“Mppf! Zu! Oh god!”

He’s purposely holding you from bucking off the mattress, rather having you thrust around in his grasp to feel how his pleasure blooms throughout your body.

His large fingers reach spots inside of you yours could never, rapidly flicking up into your spongey g-spot, he easily stretches out the muscle to take what he wants.

“I’m close—”

“—already? Such a good girl.” He has a way with making you hold on to every word he says, Izuku’s heavy presence invading your space in every way possible.

The only thing you can picture is him, the way his fingers smooch your pussy, tongue licking your clit; even down to the plug, stuffing you completely, all because he asked so nicely.

“Izuku, Izuku, Izuku!” You’re the fullest you’ve ever been in your life, tummy bulging as he flicks his fingers up, the depth so strong you can almost taste it.

You throw your head back, eyes slamming shut to devote yourself in the feeling, your high coming head on, body unable to escape the way its throwing you off the edge.

“Don’t go shy on me now, look at me.” Izuku’s pulling you from that ledge, dripping eyes peering up at him in awe, irises daring to roll back into your skull as he eats you like an animal, fingers scooping your cunt.

“There she is, mmmm my pretty girl,” he hums in approval, the vibrations heading straight to your clit, thighs shaking. Izuku notices, forearm pressing roughly into your lower belly, “oh baby, you’re so close, do you want to cum?”

Izuku is attentive, calculating the best possible outcome using your cunt as his test subject as the feeling takes over you, thighs tensing, toes curling.

“Yes, yes, yes! Please Izuku!” Mumbling, you get lost in the moment once he’s pressing his lips roughly to your clit, the pleasure overbearing, jaw dropping, mouth going silent.

“Go ahead honey,” he’s mumbling, fingers fucking your g-spot, your body breaking beneath him, “because after this one, you’ll give me another, right?”

“Fuck!” You’re nodding, mind blacking out into perpetual bliss, completely unaware the night is just getting started.

“Babe… didn't realize you were this wet, would’ve left Sero's place like hours ago.” Denki Kaminari can’t help but gawk at the painfully beautiful sight unfolding before him.

He’d been teasing you all evening, sitting you prettily on top of his lap whilst everyone else was far too focused on the movie playing in front of them to realize he was rubbing your clit beneath the blanket spread on your legs.

Darling lil’ pussy lips soaking right through lace panties, the skirt you wore granting him easy access as he dipped two fingers between them, pressing the fabric snugly into your slippery clit.

It was blatantly obvious when you were about to finally cum. Body twitching on top of him, legs shaking and muscles flexing. Each attempt to hide your mewls by chewing loudly on pieces of popcorn or sipping your drink, Denki would quietly laugh in your ear, gold earring cold against your skin, as he’d quickly pull his hand away from the mess he’d made to rub at your thighs instead, wrinkled fingertips edging you to soaked oblivion.

When the movie was finally over and you were waddling around in a puddle of slick with legs like jelly, Denki rushed your goodbyes, swearing that he couldn’t get you home any faster.

Feverishly pulling you down onto the carpet of the living room, the anticipation of tasting you takes over him. Large hands flip your skirt above your belly, his golden locs situated snuggly between your legs to stare at the sloppy liquid pouring from your poor neglected pussy lips onto your panties, his mouth salivating at the sight.

“Stop teasin’ me,” you plead with him, the fabric so embarrassingly wet it nips at your heated slit, thighs uncontrollably sopping as Denki's tongue only makes it worse, a fat dribble of spit slopping against your covered cunt.

“I’m nottt—hey! If I knew it was this bad, I would've ate you out in the bathroom.” He’s laughing, voice sleazy, golden irises blown out and dark, pupils fully covering the amber hues.

His fingers pinch the fabric up, up, up! between your fat lips, watching them rapidly swallow up the material like they’re quenching for thirst, your fat cunt sticking out on the sides.

Gasping, you wiggle around in his grasp, hole pulsating and clit throbbing, your hips pressing up towards his nose, the slope catching on your covered clit. “You’re such a freak, a-and Sero’s a perv… he would’ve probably liked that shit.”

You can hear the same thick digits touching your lips begin to tug at the fabric, a dull ‘riiiiipppp’ screeching beneath you as he breaks the stingy fabric in two, leaving your bare glistening cunt shining in the darkness of the room.

“Not when I’m done with ya he won’t,” placing a slow lick from the bottom of your tight hole up to your sensitive clit, Denki groans at the taste, his own hips humping the floor, “it would suck having to buy him a new sink though.”

Your fingers find purchase in his hair, rolling the yellow tendrils between your hands in a tight grip, matching the hectic rolls of your hips to the lazy gyrations of his head.

“Fuck Denki!” You let out a relieved curse when he begins to suck on your clit, his wiggly tongue lapping every last drop of slick that falls from your hole, “I’m done replacing his furniture everytime we b-break it.”

“Want to-mfdph—I want to.” Denki's words are inaudible as he rapidly licks at your pussy, tongue getting completely lost in the feeling of your cunt rubbing his face raw, cheeks warm and covered in your essence.

You peer down at him, his eyes slammed shut as he shakes his head like a dog, mouth moving side to side. “What babe? C-Can't hear you over your sloppy mouth.”

“Shit,” he’s gasping, head coming up for air just long enough to take a sharp breath, his finger finding your neglected hole, “wanna fuck you in every room in his house, show everyone who you belong to.”

“Oh Denki, everyone already kno—oh, fuck!”

His finger instantly flicks up into your gummy g-spot, mouth latching on your clit to lap at the flesh as if he needs to taste you to survive, skilled tongue flicking up and down your sensitive bud.

“Denki!” The familiar hitch jumps deep inside your core, body heating up as your thighs clench around his head, voice cracking, “gonna make me c-cum!”

“Fuckkk-please, give it to me.” Moaning, his cock head manically weeps through the fabric of his pants, the taste of your gushing cunt pushing him closer to the edge, your voice causing his balls to tense up.

Denki’s hips roughly fuck into the floor with such veroccity it jerks him forward, your body fully rocking aginst his fingers, the knuckles traveling further past your walls.

“M-More! Fuck—Please!”

He groans in approval, slipping another finger into your stuffed hole. The burning stretch causes your waterline to prickle with the faintest globes of tears, fingers alternating between gripping the frills of your skirt and the strands of his hair, body teetering on the edge of your high.

“C’mon, you’ve got it babe,” Denkis mumbling into your clit, words vibrating deep into the slippery flesh sending little dull bolts up and down your thighs, knees shaking beside his ears, “soak me—pleaseee, need to feel it-ruin me babe—”

Your voice cuts him off, a wild mantra of his name rapidly falling from your slacked maw as you cum against him, little volts of electricity swirling around the sensitive nerves in your mound, body rolling in ecstasy.

“Fuck babe, jus’ like that,” he’s mumbling, ripping off your swollen clit to watch your face as you fall apart on the floor, his hips stuttering on the pale carpeting beneath them, “aw, shit!”

Before he can realize what’s happening, Denki is cumming untouched with a whimper, mouth returning to lap at your release while his own creates a syrupy mess in his pants.

The pleasure quickly becomes painful, clammy hands gripping him by the head to pull him up towards your lips, locking him into a sloppy kiss.

You moan when you taste yourself on him, palm falling down to fumble his belt wide open, pulling his shaft out of the material and swipin’ your hand over his red beating cock, his cum sticky on your fingers.

“Fuuuck,” he mumbles between your lips, dragging his face down to rub between your neck, sticking your slick onto your skin, “should have done that at his place babe, n-next time I’m dragging you to the bathroom, I swear!”

Your hand grips down hard on his sensitive cock, releasing a whine from the overstimulated boy. “Can you please stop talking about your friends when you’re about to fuck me, please?”

a/n: divider by @/cafekitsune okay… so! this started as a bakugo drabble and then i saw a vid on x that instantly reminded me of shoto and so of course, jenni got carried away

[just-blythe]

Pervert Izuku Headcanons that got taken down on tiktok :/ MDNI

To the world Izuku Midoriya was an angel, the golden boy. Behind closed doors, he is an absolate degenerate for you.

He's been obsessed with you since middle school and has notebooks filled with notes on your quirk, notes on how he wanted to fuck you, and lewd drawings/sketches of you.

He tracks your period cycle religiously, not just for aftercare, but because he knows exactly when you're ovulating and he gets extra horny and possessive during those days. He'll randomly grind on you and whisper, "you’re fertile right now, aren't you? I can smell it on you.”

When you’re sleeping, he’ll wake up just to stare at you He's been caught multiple times slowly rubbing his cock against your ass or thighs while you’re dead asleep, whispering filthy things like “Just the tip baby. I’ll be quick” and trying to softly wake you, just to get his dick wet.

He steals your used panties constantly. He has a hidden box with your worn thongs, especially the ones from after training or after you've been wet for him, He'll press them to his face and jerk off when your not home, sometimes aiming directly into the crotch before putting them back in the laundry basket.

He's obsessed with making you choke on his dick. He loves holding your head down and keeping you there until your throat bulges and tears stream down your face. “That's my stupid girl, choke on this cock” while trying to thrust, even though he's as deep as he can go.

He's extremely into dumbification. He calls you his “dumb little wife,” “stupid girl,” and “brainless” while fucking you senseless, especially when you're cockdrunk and can't form sentences.

Genninely very into lactation. Sucked on your breasts often during or after pregnancy to “Prevent mastitis.” Really just got rock hard while drinking your milk and he's really ashamed about it, but forgets when he latches onto your nipple.

He loves cockwarming. Hell fall asleep inside you or make you sit on his cock while you two watch movies, refusing to let you move. If you try, he'll whine and hold you down.

He has no sense of personal space. Even before you two were dating, he’d constantly hug you from the side, or behind, press his face into your neck or “accidentally” grope your chest if you two fell asleep together.

He loves risky public stuff. He'll finger you under the table at restaurants, make you wear vibrating panties while you two are out with friends, or pull you into alleyways for quickies after patrols.

He has a secret folder on his phone of videos and photos of you two fucking, He watches them when he's away on missions and jerks off while moaning your name.

[bambieyedpoet]

⋮k!nks i think bakugo would have ⌗ ┆MDNI! (18+)

˚a/n: this is just my opinion! & this is also for the anon that asked me for a nsfw alphabet (which i promise i'll finish when i get the time to). ᵎᵎ ‎

ꫂ᭪݁ giving:

breed!ng: this is a popular headcanon for a reason! i can just imagine him being full of his yummy cum and wanting nothing more than to just fill it all inside you. i always see him as a highly obsessive person in every area of his life, so marking his territory in the bedroom is NO exception !

degradat!on: another popular one, but it's so obvious, i think his degradation however wouldn't be straight up foul and offensive (especially if you're in an established relationship). it would be words along the lines of — "oh you're such a nasty girl (or slut)" / "aww, just look at you, so needy for me." it would be stuff which re-establish his sense of mock playfulness in the relationship, and him liking the affect he has over you.

org@sm control: my personal interpretation of bakugo is a dominant switch. ₁ i think there's a really big part of him which would get a big kick out of seeing his partner a bit helpless and at his mercy. my toxic bakugo headcanon will always be that he's super controlling, so being able to have the authority to dictate when or how you're pleasured would be highly appealing to him.

mommy/d@ddy: again, staying on theme. i don't think being called 'daddy' is something he will explicitly seek out. however, when he's fucking you good and you slip out a little "just like that daddy", it would get him REALLY going. he would increase his pace, start finding new ways to make you feel good.

‎ꫂ᭪݁ receiving:

praise: no surprise here! he has a big ego (play 'ego' by beyoncé • ᴗ < ), and just hearing you encourage him and validate him that he's doing your body good would be everything he really needs in the bedroom. i think praise would also heal his childhood wounds and desires, slip in a little '#1 d!ck' in there and watch him blush like crazy. he would reward you in return by spending extra time with his tongue on your clit, or increasing his strokes.

or@l fixation: he loves recieving blowjobs! he's just a horny guy at the end of the day! you on your knees, or when you're sitting on his face and you're in the 69 position, he'd eattt itt upp. i think he would especially appreciate it considering he's such a giver himself, so to have something in return which produces such high pleasure for him would be purrfect.

mommy/daddy: as much as he loves being in control, i think during aftercare at times when he's being a bit too rough, he would love to just lay on your chest and be comforted. during this, i can see him embarrassingly muffling 'mommy' under his breath just for the sheer fact his face is close to your chest. compared to others like izuku, kirishima, denki, who i think would voluntarily call you ‘mommy’, i think for bakugo it would be in very intimate moments where he feels safe.

restrain: this one i'm a bit unsure of, maybe i'm a bit influenced by fanart where he's tied up...but he is a switch after all! the scenario i see this happening the most is when you tie him to show off a new set of lingerie you bought, teasing him about what he can't have. this would get him so excited and passionate in a deeply almost animalistic way.

₁ okay so the reason why i think bakugo is a 'dominant switch' is because my mind went; dominant > submissive + switch> top > bottom = dominant switch. i know some part of the fandom potrays him as a sub (which i do think he has the duality of being), my personal interpretation of his character is someone who despises limitations and desires control. i see these traits being reflected in all aspects of his life, especially if he's with a female partner. this might just be me being self indulgent but i know there's people out there who agree!

[bfbkg]

Virgin bkg who’s so painfully stupid but acts so arrogant. And when it’s getting heated and you’re making out and want to see his dick… he gets all shy and embarrassed because he doesn’t know if it looks normal or as good as the other ones you’ve seen. When you ask what’s wrong he tells you it’s curved and you think it’s like BENT then he lets you see and it’s the prettiest most orgasm inducing upward curve you’ve ever seen on a dick.

bakugou katsuki knows why he is a virgin. it’s pretty simple really despite the fact he is surrounded by beautiful women often. socialites, the new buzzing influencers, actors and pro heroes like.

it’s because he’s obsessed with his job. always has been. since he was a child who was dreaming of becoming a hero, to his teenage years fighting wars to now in his early twenties, working towards becoming number one.

women and mostly importantly, getting his dick wet, has never been number one on his list of priorities. sure he’d go to film premiers for that hero franchise he loves, occasionally a gorgeous woman would talk to him.

but the thing about growing up uninterested in sex and the only women around him being his friends that share the same heroic goals… well bakugou has never been very good at flirting. which again, was mostly okay since he would just walk away when a woman was about to talk to him.

until he met you that is. the first woman to make him dream of more, that made him unable to get through a shower without tugging one out to the thought of you. that during patrols, he’d think about texting you. what are you up to? where are you? when the hell can he kiss you next?

anyone is experienced compared to bakugou. he’s kissed a girl once in his third year of ua. he’s made out with two in his early twenties.

but now at twenty six this is first time having a woman in his apartment, on his bed, on his lap. he feels like a rabid animal. unsure where to put his hands with the desperate need to touch everywhere so he leaves them on the globes of your ass, squeezing every few seconds when all the feelings inside of him gets intense.

he knows he’s flushed red. he knows his dick is hard and you can feel it through your leggings. but you’re so perfect, leading the moment, letting him react however the hell he wants.

bakugou releases a loud moan when you stick your tongue down his throat, breasts pressed against his chest like you want to live in his skin. he’s never felt a woman like this before, he feels as if the word virgin is in capital letters printed onto his forehead.

he hasn’t told you directly he is but he thinks you know.

“you’re so… fuck. this is so fucked up,” he breathes into your mouth and your fingers rake up into the hair on his nape.

your grin makes his heart skip a beat, falter slightly and he swears he gets winded.

you’re out of breath, chest heaving and your pussy is a centimetre away from sitting on his cock.

“why’s it fucked up? you okay?” you brush your nose against his softly, smoothing out his eyebrow with your thumb. “you look hot, do you want to take your top off?”

you’re being so sweet to him and he appreciates it, he does. but as soon as he knows what he’s doing he’s gonna treat you right. properly.

for now, he’s just worried he doesn’t have what it takes.

“oh, err, fuck. sorry, yeah i will,” he mumbles to you, yanking off his white tee from the neckline.

bakugou enjoys how your eyes glow, scanning his half naked body like it’s something you can eat. your hands immediately flatten against his chest. down his toned abdomen. up to his fat squishy pectorals. he’s never had someone touch him like this. he couldn’t be harder.

“you don’t have to apologise, you know. this is new for us both.”

“you’re not the fuckin’ virgin here.” he bites, “i’ve never even had a woman in my room.”

he can tell you like that idea. you inch closer to him on his lap, your hands are back on his shoulders. you brush your lips over his.

“i don’t know how. look at you.”

and you’re back to making out with him. slower this time. tasting all the flavour from his tongue.

you softly bite down on his bottom lip and like a ring of the doorbell, bakugou opens up to let you in. it’s wet peck after wet peck, tilting your head to taste more of him. he’s eager, too eager ducking closer to you, as to not waste any time with your lips off his. you can only think that if he kisses with this much passion, you’re dying to know how he’d fuck.

bakugou tightly grips your ass and without meaning to, he shoves you directly onto his cock.

you mewl like a cat, hips grinding down onto him like you can’t help it. “you feel so good, ‘tsuki.”

you feel good because of him. him.

your tongue sneaks into his mouth, twirls and brushes against his. he learns quickly, you’ll give him that. his tongue dances against yours, licking up everything you offer. you feel his body vibrate, his dick twitch. you begin sucking on his tongue and that’s when he releases a harsh grunt. you’re soaked.

“let me see it.” you palm his cock through his shorts, “let me see.”

bakugou opens his eyes, pulls away from your mouth for a moment.

“i… fuck.” he’s back to mumbling. then stupidly, he looks down at the lump in his fabric.

“you… you don’t have to?” you offer, unsure about his wide eyes, “we can keep kissing?”

“it’s just that… it’s just….,” bakugou looks up to the ceiling.

he’d love for you to touch him, do anything to him but nobodies seen his dick before. sure he’s seen some porn videos and he’s never seen a dick like his in them. he’s googled and nothing said there’s anything particularly wrong about his.

but what if you find it weird, what if it puts you off him completely?

“talk to me, baby,” you push, laying a kiss on his jaw. then making a line down his neck. “wanna make you feel good.”

he’d like that.

“listen. seriously.”

you pull off him at that, sitting up on his lap, your hands at his waist. he is stupidly gorgeous. puffy pink lips because of you. his long straight eyelashes. his beautiful cheekbones and that eyebrow slit.

“i’m listening. tell me anything.” you soften your tone, trying to get the horny out your eyes. your tits are basically spilling out your vest top and you don’t miss bakugou’s pupils darting to from them every few seconds.

“i think…. i…”

you don’t speak.

katsuki takes a deep breath. he almost shouts without meaning to. “nobody has seen my dick before but me. right?”

you nod with a frown, unsure where this is going. “okay. nothing’s wrong with that.”

bakugou winces. he isn’t built for this. he’s always been attractive physically. his body works better than the average. can run at speed, stealthy, built for hero work. his quirk is best of the best and is only getting stronger by the day. but using it for sex? that’s something he’s got no clue about.

“it might not be normal lookin’? like it works fine, i’ve never had any problems with it? but it might be odd for you.”

you’re immediately imagining the worst. it’s not small. you felt it a second ago between your legs. heck, you’ve seen it when he walks around in those stupid grey joggers. oddly coloured, oddly shaped? is it too big?

“what’s wrong?” you tilt your head.

his whole face is flushed. a beautiful pink to the apples of his cheeks. you would kiss them if he wasn’t so serious right now.

he closes his eyes, leans his head back on his headboard. his hands stay on your thighs. you tap his chest.

“c’mon tell me.”

he exhales sharply.

“my dick is fuckin’ curved. to the left. i don’t know why.” he blurts, embarrassment written all over him, “it’s always been like that.”

for him to be this stressed about it, it must be abnormal. is it like a hook? you’ve seen one like that on one of those medical reality shows. would it be able to go inside if you? you so badly want him inside of you.

you shrug. you can’t imagine anything about this man being less than perfect. “it can’t be that bad, baby.”

you rub his chest soothingly but his face doesn’t soothe you one bit.

“i’m fuckin’ sorry. i brought you here and we’re goin’ so well and—,”

“let me see. let me see your dick, c’mon,” you smile softly.

you sink your hand to touch his crotch again.

“you sure? i don’t want you to be put off me like i’m a freak—,”

“katsuki. come on.”

it’s in slow motion. your mouth immediately start salivating, his hands grip the elastic waistband of his shorts. he pulls them down in one go with his underwear.

“oh katsuki. baby…. honey.”

this man has nothing to worry about. bakugou katsuki has on him, a cock that can rival your favourite dildos. it curves to the left, a smooth pleasing curve that you already know will hit your softest spots. you swallow your spit, your hands inching up his thighs. it’s darker at the base, twitching under your attention with two round balls (one a little larger than the other) at the bottom.

he is hefty. heavy. thick like a tree trunk with veins darting up the sides. you imagine the weight of it in your mouth. the deep pinkish purplish head on your tongue. most of all, you imagine it curved inside, pushing a sweet orgasm out of you.

of course, this big idiot didn’t know what he had on him. part of you wants to lie, never let him know how good he has it so he doesn’t go around sharing his goods. but you need to, it’s written all over your face.

“you must be joking, katsuki,” you hum, delighted. you run your finger down his shaft.

his hips jolt, eyes lazing slightly from your attention. he’s so hard it’s getting painful.

“what? what? spit it out.”

“you need to fuck me. doesn’t have to be now but someday. you have to.” you whine, “you don’t get it at all.”

“what? it’s not a problem? this okay with you?” he stutters, unable to keep a steady head as you sink down the bed to rest your chest on his legs. now you’ve got your face right in front of his dick, as if you’re measuring the curve by degrees.

you want to lick him.

“you’ve got a pornstar dick. a dick they base dildos off of,” you breathe. the look in your eye is wild, untamed. “you’d feel amazing. even if you don’t know how to use it. you need let me bounce on it.”

bakugou blinks down at you. he doesn’t quite believe what he’s hearing, fuck, he doesn’t know what to do about you. not one bit did he think you’d even have this reaction.

“w-what… i know how to use my own dick.” is all he can manage but you shake your head.

you flick your eyes up to him, “we’re gonna learn together, okay? can i… can i…” you flatten your tongue against his shaft and give him one lick up.

bakugou’s sure he’s about to come any second now.

“y-yes but be fuckin’ careful. i don’t wanna nut on your face.”

[cathnospam]

Is it weird i think Bakugo licks you a lot…hear me out:

I don’t mean just randomly walks up to you and lick your face, but on occasion when you’re drinking and some liquids fall down your chin, he notices; almost like he second guessing himself but he’s not he’s actually waiting until your guard is down and take his oddly long pierced tongue and wipes you clean.

He takes such a long time moving his mouth up your cleavage where the liquid stopped to then your neck and the corner of your lips, once he plants a kiss there be then have the nerve to look back at you with a smirk and sit back down.

“Why….—”

“Not my fault you’re a sloppy drinker.”

“Yeah and you love that don’t you pervert.”

Bakugo sucks his teeth with no counter. He’d be lying if he denied the allegations.

Did I also mention he loves licking your back and tummy?

Specifically during sex, it basically became a warning signal he’s completely pussy drunk off you. Which never lasts long even when he tries to pull out and eat you out instead so you can cum first.

Looking down between your thighs to see his fluffy blonde hair swivel and circle his head in between your lower lips, he pops off your clit to lick up your slit to your belly after finally helping your ride out your orgasm. Bakugo’s tongue slips and slides all around your belly while he rubs your clit to over stimulation. Big belly or small it’s not an issue for him to slobber over.

“Taste S’good…”

Bakugo—-as sweaty and flustered as he is right now has no shame when he licks your back as you are said tummy, your ass bouncing against him drives this man INSANE, sometimes he takes hold and slows your down to watch your grip and cream around his shaft, “Fuck it—“

That’s the last thing you hear before he groans and presses you back against him. Seeing your upper body give out he uses the opportunity to bend down and lick your spine up to your neck, the taste of your sweat and his made his dick twitch inside you. A new level of adrenaline pulsed through his body leaving a choked moaned out of him. You hear it, and clench harder from how turned on you got from it.

Breathing out a choked chuckle he continues licking your shoulder to your neck and kissing your gapped open mouth. His hand around your throat very firmly, with his middle finger right at the center just gently rubbing as if it was a threat he could press harder….but he wants to be gentle today.

He knows leaving half your body in his saliva was gross. He knows, but once you’ve already came 3 times you don’t think about it. Don’t worry he’ll give you a bath though I promise….

right after a quick tongue bath first.

[ie4ri]

Denki K.　/　mdni .　◞　he sends you nudes while you’re at work .

Trying to stay focused during your meeting was already torture. Your boss has been stuck on the same subject for almost an hour, it was getting quite repetitive. On top of that, your boyfriend has been blowing up your phone with various messages.

11:34 [ Denks ⚡️] Babyyy I missed you a lil too much and now I’m horny

11:35 [ Denks ⚡️] If I sent you a nude what would you do❔👀

Before you could protest fast enough the photo already sends through.

The lights are dim, but his abs are on full display. Blonde hair trailing down, the waistline on his pants pulled down low.

And you have to admit, he looks good as fuck.

The next photo is more desperate. His pants are completely discarded now, his hand full of his cock. His thumb along that one vein that travels from the base to his tip. You’re so grateful the meeting already ended and now you’re alone at your desk.

After that it only got worse, because by time your lunch break came around, there was already a new notification.

12:02 [ Denks ⚡️] sent a video.

Play — Denki’s on the edge of the bed, his hand is wrapped around his cock, pumping it slowly while whining into the mic. Stroking himself just how you would've. His thumb teasing his flushed tip. Small beads of pre-cum drip down his hands as he starts to stroke faster.

“Fuck- miss your tits so much right now.” You can hear the lewd sounds and how much his pre-cum has lubed up his length, “wanna cum- hah all over them.” His strokes get sloppier, the image of your naked body still in his mind, “miss you s’much.” Somewhere along the way he gets lost in the pleasure, gripping tighter around his cock. He’s not even saying anything now, just whining shamelessly into the phone.

And you can hear the exact moment when he’s about to cum, his breath stutters and he leans a little forward. White ropes drip down his hands, cock twitching slightly. Denki’s voice is a little breathy, “mm- still got some- ah left in me, s’all yours.”

Tag :: @kamislop 😋 haven’t wrote for him in a minute #needthat

© ie4ri 2026 . all rights reserved.

[cinna-creme]

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts forever 😖

dkbk x reader

for the past hour izuku has watched katsuki drool over you while you talk to your friends and sway to the music. he’s tried to brush it off and try to turn katsuki’s attention anywhere else but he won’t budge.

“stop staring at her like that.” izuku mumbles into his cup.

“like what?” katsuki glides his eyes back over to izuku.

“like you wanna fuck her.” he glares at him over the lip of the cup.

“maybe i do.” katsuki grins.

“she’s my girlfriend.” izuku sets the cup down, ignoring the party going on around them.

“so? can’t share, deku?” katsuki grins, leaving his side and sauntering over to you.

izuku stares daggers into katsuki’s back, watching him stand beside you and wrap an arm around your waist. his jaw clicks when katsuki pulls you closer, hand sliding down the curve of your ass. his chest is heaving watching the way you shift on your feet and the way you jolt when katsuki squeezes the plush of your ass.

katsuki turns to him with a grin before dipping down and whispering into your ear. you turn your head and look back at izuku with round eyes and then back to katsuki. izuku can’t take his eyes off you, nostrils flaring and jaw set. he walks over to you and watches you shrink.

“izu.” you blink up at him.

“told her you wanted the three of us to get a room.” katsuki tilts his head.

“that what you want, angel?” izuku steps closer to you, trailing a finger along your jaw.

“i..” you look between them. “i dunno.” you feel heat rush to your cheeks.

“no?” izuku tilts his head. “want me to show katsuki how you like to be treated? he thinks he knows what you like better.” his thumb brushes against your lower lip, dipping down to whisper in your ear. “we can make him watch.” he grins when you clutch onto his shirt.

“mhm.” you nod, body heating instantly at the thought.

he grabs your hand and leads you down the hall, nodding at katsuki to follow you both. katsuki is a step behind you and is the one to click the door shut and turn the lock.

“go sit down.” izuku turns to katsuki.

“tch, whatever.” katsuki rolls his eyes, sinking into the desk chair.

izuku circles you, tracing his fingers up your arms, brushing your hair off your neck when he comes to stand behind you. he presses soft kisses all over your exposed skin, hands trailing over your sides and slipping under your shirt.

“see katsuki.. my sweet girl here isn’t like the girls you fuck.” izuku glances at him. “she likes when your take your time, coaxing the pleasure out, not forcing..” he brushes his thumbs over your nipples and you push back into him eyes fluttering shut.

“maybe she wants to know what it’s like to be told when and how much to cum.” katsuki sits forward.

“how many times do you cum when we’re together?” izuku kisses at your jaw.

“a lot.” you whimper when he pinches your nipples before retracting his hands. “izu.”

“shh, i know.” he starts to lift up your shirt.

katsuki watches the way you squeeze your thighs together and tremble under izuku’s touch. when he gets the first glance at your bare chest he leans forward, tongue running across his lower lip. izuku locks eyes with him as he kneads into your chest and you tip your head back to rest on his shoulder.

“izuku.” you whine.

one of his hands slips past the waist band of your skirt and you gasp. he trails one finger up your covered slit over and over until you’re thighs are clamped tight around his hand. he presses against your clit and slowly circles his fingers over the damp fabric, kissing your neck and shoulder as he works you up.

“sit back down.” your eyes snap open at izuku’s voice and see katsuki standing with raised brows before sinking back to the char. “s’okay.” he whispers to you, pressing kisses all over your neck.

his fingers move faster and your whimpers spill out of your mouth, hips desperately grinding against him begging for that release that’s so close. he doesn’t make you chase it, he offers it freely and when you soak your panties he floods you with praise and kisses until you’re almost falling to your knees.

“that’s my good girl.” he slowly slips his hand out from under you skirt. “why don’t we sit back on the bed and give katsuki a better view?” he hum.

“mhm.” you nod, eyes heavy with pleasure.

katsuki watches with dark eyes as izuku helps you out of your skirt, showing off your cute cotton panties. izuku scoots back on the bed and has you sit between his thighs with your legs on either side of his. katsuki watches as he teases you over your panties still, the way your hips jerk, how soaked they are giving him a clear outline.

“see how wet she is? don’t even have her panties off yet.” izuku grins.

“please.” you push back into him when he presses his fingers over your covered entrance. “zuku please.”

“shhhh angel. i got you.” he presses a kiss to your neck while he slowly peels your panties off.

he fists the wet cotton and locks eyes with katsuki before tossing them over to him. your knees shake when you watch katsuki shove them up to his nose and groan. you jolt when izuku’s fingers slide through your folds, pushing his middle finger into your gummy walls while grinding his palm against your clit.

“gonna jerk off with those?” izuku sneers.

“gonna whine about it if i do?” katsuki raises a brow and starts to undo his pants.

“what do you think?” izuku nudges his chin against your head as he slips a second finger in.

“yes! yeah- nghh! anything.” you nod quickly.

katsuki pulls himself out and wraps your panties around his cock and starts to stroke himself slowly. you’re trying to so hard to focus on him but your eyes flutter shut when izuku curls his fingers and grinds harder into your clit. he slowly starts to finger you faster and you’re bucking in his arms chasing after your pleasure and when you burst again katsuki groans at the mess you make all over the bed.

“that’s my good girl.” izuku peppers kisses all over your neck.

izuku scoots to the edge of the bed and sets you next to him while he pushes his pants down enough to pulls his cock out. you whine when he gabs you again and sets you back in his lap facing katsuki, he lifts your legs up to your chest, toes curling when he locks an arm behind your knees and lines himself up.

“mmmnghhh!” your head falls back as he slowly splits you open.

“deku filling you up real good?” katsuki groans from the chair.

“mmmhmm.” you nod your head before letting it fall back against izuku’s shoulder again.

he starts fucking up into you and you can’t hold back the sounds that are pulled from your chest. you’re leaking and leaving a creamy ring around izuku’s base that katsuki can’t take his eyes off of. izuku’s other hand finds your clit and you fall apart immediately, jerking in his arms as he keeps fucking into you.

“lemme fuck her.” katsuki pants.

“no.” izuku grunts.

“lemme lick her clit.” he grins when he sees izuku considering.

“want that angel?” izuku pants, fingers digging into your thigh.

“yes.” you squeeze around him.

“c’mon.” izuku nods his head at katsuki.

katsuki is on his knees between izuku’s thighs, still fisting his own cock as he leans into to suck your clit into his mouth. izuku groans when you clamp down around him, little gasps spilling from your parted lips with each flick of his tongue.

katsuki licks down around your stretched hole and izuku lets out a broken moan as katsuki’s tongue grazes against his cock. he licks your mess off of izuku, groaning at the taste and pumping himself faster. he licks back up to your clit at the same time he cups izuku’s balls with his other hand and the three of you cum all at once, a panting and sweaty mess.

“lemme fuck her.” katsuki looks up at the both of you.

“no.” izuku shakes his head with a heaving chest.

“lemme fuck you.” katsuki tilts his head.

“let me fuck you.” izuku buries his free hand in katsuki’s hair.

“as long as she sits her pretty pussy on my mouth at the same time.” katsuki grins.

[cathnospam]

Bakugo really…really ….REALLYY wants you to wake him up with head.

It all started from a stupid conversation with Denki, Kiri, and Sero.

“She likes what?”

“Yeah man.” Sero grabs his drink and slouches back on the couch, “She’s somehow even wetter in the morning when I do it too.”

Bakugo groaned at this discussion, he just wanted to relax for his day off at home, but the three stooges came in with snacks, drinks, and a new video game to play.

Sero started to talk about his ex he is slowly starting to get back together with and that’s when he revealed he enjoys waking her up by eating her out.

“Sometimes, she does it to me back if she’s feeling nice….It’s the world’s best alarm clock. “

“…Yeah…it is…”

“No way, you too?!”

“It was only like twice!” Kiri throws his hands up surrendering, “Mina asked about it the night before and that was right before my birthday and…well—-“

“Oh my gosh you guys ain’t shit…”

“Wh-what?” Denki laughs catching a thrown popcorn in his mouth Bakugo through at him, “You shouldn’t even be grossed out, we KNOW you and Y/N definitely wake each ither up with sex.”

“Hell yeah, you both are little nyphos—“

“WE’RE NOT?!…we don’t do that freaky shit either.”

“Really? Couldve fooled me. You should try it though, bet you’ll stop looking so pissed off all the time.”

“Everybody get out.”

———

A few days passed since that visit with his boys, and at first it didn’t cross his mind, you and Bakugo have an extremely healthy love and sex life. Very vanilla, with a few moments of extra spicy moments here and there, but for the most part no complaints on either side.

But these past couple days been a bit rough.

Not only have you both been busy, but while scrolling on twitter his little fbi buddy in his phone must have heard his conversation again, because a LIKED video by Denki popped up on his feed of a girl sucking her man’s dick while he slept, and he eventually woke up.

The video rung in his head for a while, until he imagined the scenario with you and him.

Now it’s a week later and he isn’t only horny, but he wants to know the feeling of waking up with your mouth on him.

Bakugo, has made a lot of progress from when you both started dating to now on how to communicate things to each other properly—-he has his own way of doing so, but he gets it done .

Today will be no different.

It was the night before his day off, not yours and you both had some free time earlier that evening to relax with each other, and after some convincing for you to spend the night at his place you both are chilling on his bed watching some movie.

“N/N….”

“Hm.”

Your sleepy voice almost made him flinch, he never wanted to ask you anything when you were less than sober or tired, but it wasn’t until you looked up at him from his chest his hesitation stopped.

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you sleepy?”

“Not really. Why?”

“Have you ever uh….thought about waking me up? “

“…No, but I can now. Just don’t slap me when I shake yo—“

“No, I mean.” His cheeks were getting so warm, he usually isn’t this vocal about sex unless he’s actually in the midst of it, but mama ain’t raise no pussy so—-

“Have you ever thought about waking each other up with sex—“

“oh.”

“…like my mouth on you and….”

“My mouth on you.”

Your voice was already dripping with interest, your body sitting up further with a mischievous smile, “I have actually. Especially when you wake up hard, it’s kinda hot—“

“I CAN’T CONTROL THAT.”

“That’s what’s hot about it…but is this limited to just…our mouths?”

Bakugo found this conversation already heavy with sexual tension, his eyes not leaving your lips, and awkwardly trying to adjust his sweats in his seat that you obviously noticed,

“Just…sex. Wake each other up with sex. Mouth…hands—-whatever I don’t care!”

You laugh, as many times you both have done it, he still gets shy with sex talk. It was cute. “…Just give me consent and I will do it more often than not. But on 2 conditions.”

“Whatever you want.”

“1. if you don’t want to be woken up the next morning you have to tell me, no feelings will be hurt about it and if you do don’t wear any underwear.”

“Okay….pervert. What’s the second.”

“Seriously don’t smack or hit me out of reflex if I do.”

“OBVIOUSLY I WON’T. You consent too? Conditions apply to both of us.”

“Of course.”

—————-

Despite already having sex not too long after that conversation, you still had to get up extra early for work, and since you woke up just early enough to have some free time, you decided to try out his offer.

It was easier to access his body considering he was naked from the night before….and have morning wood. You peel the blanket off his body. Bakugo’s dick twitching at the cold air as he sleeps so peacefully on his back, you spread his legs and lay on your stomach to kiss his warm thighs to test the waters, and he did twitch his eyebrows a little…but so did his dick.

You smile at his reaction, taking hold of him gently, a feeling you’re oh so familiar with, you a long strip against his shaft.

Bakugo didn’t move much, but what you did notice while licking him is that he is much more whiney when he’s sleep.

“Y-y/n…”

He sounded so needy, but you couldn’t focus on that right now considering once he wakes up you have to get dressed and head to work.

Hips bucking lightly you take half of him inside your mouth, it was already watering by the time you finishing teasing his tip. It didn’t take long until Bakugo moaned out your name again.

“Damn it—-you—-…”

“Good morning.” A loud pop comes from your lips as your stroke him to orgasm, the loud wet noises made him embarrassed, covering his eyes with his hand, but his hips following the rhythm of your hand,”Eager, huh.”

“Shut—ah!”

Seeing you put your mouth back on him, bobbing up and down was always the key to making him cum faster, even if his vision was still blurred from sleep.

You kissed his trembling body up to his panting lips, sleepy breath or not you just had to kiss him one last time.

“You were fake sleeping half way weren’t you.”

Though his eyes were still covered by his arm, he smirked.

[cececherrie]

katsuki letting you try on his gauntlets while he does his routine gear check and you're confused cuz he would never let someone other than himself put them on.

you're ecstatic tho so he gives you his gloves and then puts his gauntlets on you and you giggle about how their so heavy and how impressive it is that he wears them everyday, making them look weightless.

as you shower his strength in compliments he stares at you sitting on the edge of the bed, watching how you can hardly lift your hands wearing them and he drops to his knees, pulling you forward and shoving his head between your thighs, wasting no time he leaves a long lick over your clothed cunt.

you try to shoot your hands out to pull him away with a surprised gasp but realize you can't do much of anything with the gauntlets on, they fall weakly at your side while he gets to work quickly, pulling down your shorts and panties in one go and quickly latching onto your clit.

you go to pull your hands out of the gauntlets but he stops you by gripping your arms and pulling you closer and then your just kinda stuck there just moaning and whining while he has his way with you and he's laughing at you and idk katsuki come get me pls...

[cinna-creme]

a/n: hc style cus i’m feeling lazy

katsuki is convinced his heart has never beat faster until he got into a relationship with you and izuku

⋆˙⟡ the first time you noticed was when izuku got home from a long day of teaching, walked right up to you and planted his lips on yours, burying his hand in your hair and moulding you to him, licking along your lips and shoving his hand in your shorts

katsuki stood frozen with red cheeks and a tent in his sweats

⋆˙⟡ showering sends his heart beating wildly in his chest because he knows one of you will come in, he doesn’t mind but it’s the thrill of not knowing which one of you or if both of you will come in

when it’s the both of you, his eyes go wide as you both press him back against the tile and run your hands all over his slick body, cooing and admiring, kissing all over his neck but before it gets too heated you both let go and wash his hair and his body for him, drying him off with a fluffy towel and sending him on his way with pink cheeks

⋆˙⟡ the group chat that the three of you have is always filled with lewd messages, pictures and videos

izuku sent the first video in while katsuki was away on a mission, he had you spread out on the bed beneath him and a shotty camera angle of him lazily fucking you

“say hi to kats baby. i’m sure he misses you.” he coos and zooms in on your pussy sucking him in.

katsuki cums hard and alone in his hotel room that night.

⋆˙⟡ when he gets home from patrol he never knows how he’ll find the both of you, he’s always half hard when he walks through the door

his jaw is on the floor when he walks into the room and finds izuku fucking a dildo into you with a vibrator pressed right on your clit. you whine out to him, struggling against the restraints and izuku looks at him over his shoulder and smiles.

“c’mere kachhan.” he turns the vibrator up. “she’s about to cum.”

“i.. izuku.” he stutters.

⋆˙⟡ the mornings are some of his favorite times because he feels so cuddled and loved with you and izuku curled into his sides

on days he’s off he’ll wake up to you and izuku hooking a leg over each of his and your hands wandering up his thighs. you’re first to run your fingers up his cock as izuku buries his head in his neck and sucks small marks just under his ear.

“good morning kacchan.” izuku whispers, licking the shell of his ear.

“what do you want to do today?” you purr, wrapping your fingers around his hardening dick.

“want me to use that vibrator on you?” izuku chuckles at the shutter that goes through katsuki’s body.

“we can tie you up and everything.” your thumb swipes at the little beads of pre.

“please!” he gasps.

⋆˙⟡ when you’re away on missions and izuku has him to himself katsuki feels like he’s been hunted

“katsuki.” izuku calls from the front door after work, walking into the kitchen to find him cooking.

“i’m making dinner.” his neck flushing all the way up to the tips of his ears.

“what if i want something else for dinner?” izuku comes up behind him and wraps his arms around his waist, kissing the back of his neck.

“like- ngh!” izuku nips at his warm skin. “like what?” he pants.

“hmm..” his hand slips in the front of his pants. “i dunno..” katsuki leans back into him as izuku wraps his hand around him. “you look good.”

⋆˙⟡ when you and izuku are away on missions katsuki finds himself going through the group chat just waiting for the both of you to text, but you both always try to get a facetime in

“flip the camera, kats.” you coo. “let us see.”

katsuki’s brows scrunch but he flips the camera and shows you both his angry, pink tip, glistening with pre. “hurts.” he lets out a little whine.

“stroke it like i do, kacchan.” izuku scoots in next to you.

“i- mngh!” his hips jerk when he tightens his fist.

“yeah just like that, baby.” izuku nods.

you and izuku both talk him through it while he fucks his fist, gasping and cumming all over his abs. “when do you guys come home?”

“two days.”

“can you guys stay on the phone while i go to bed?” he starts to clean up.

“course baby.” you both hum.

katsuki is terribly in love with the both of you

[slutsenpai]

爆豪と切島 ⸻ the heat of the moment × bakugō & kirishima

fem!reader threesome with firefighters!bakugō & kirishima after they come to your “ rescue ”

request summary. hello gorgeous human, u know that i adore u & everything u write <3333 i need firefighter kirishima and bakugo who flirt their way into a date with yn and then having nasty passionate possessive sex <33333

content. afab!reader, firefighters!au, oral (f!receiving), threesome (f/m/m), finger sucking, kiribaku being kinda bi, p in v, creampie, body worship, praise, cum eating, size kink, this is so filthy hehe ; wc. 3.5k

the whole situation was stupid, really. you burnt the fuck out of some cookies, the smoke alarm goes off, and everyone in your building has to evacuate, et cetera.

of course, the two lead firemen that respond to the call are the most gorgeous himbos that you’ve ever seen, and they’re teasing you about it, just happy that everyone was okay. so you invite them to dinner for their trouble, and to prove that you actually do know what you’re doing in the kitchen.

they looked sexy in their uniforms, and they’re even sexier now.

the blonde, katsuki, is dressed in an expensive-looking tee with the sleeves partially rolled up, showing off his biceps, tucked into loose-fitting ripped jeans and some designer belt that accentuates his slutty waist. the redhead, eijiro, is wearing a short-sleeved button down half open, his toned chest and collarbones on perfect display, and casual slacks that make his thick, muscular thighs look like sin. they’re both styled with chains and rings, and katsuki has earrings that he definitely was not wearing to work the other day.

you take one look at them and you’re FUCKED.

and its worse because they know how hot they are — as soon as you open your front door, every thought in your pretty little head evaporates and kiri is all beaming, fanged grins and bakugo is smug with a knowing glint in his sanguine eyes.

“oh, you look so pretty, babydoll,” kirishima immediately lays it on thick, taking it upon himself to place one of his big, sturdy hands on your door and opening it all the way so the two can slip inside.

“th-thanks.”

“nice place … good thing it didn’t go up in flames.”

your face heats up at the embarrassment. “yeah … and thanks for coming ; I don’t have guests often but I really like to cook and bake for people.”

“yeah? well you can make food for us anytime, angel, we just have to figure out a way to repay you.” kiri hums, nodding his head down and hugging you. he’s massive, his frame swallowing yours entirely.

katsuki hesitates at first, but he also decides to hug you after eijiro pulls away. they both smell so fucking good, wearing heady colognes that are distinctly different from each other, but neither one is overpowering. yum.

you serve the food and they’re both so sweet, thanking and complimenting you the entire evening. you notice that neither of them ask for any sort of alcohol, which you’re thankful for.

“it’s been so long since I’ve had a home cooked meal like this, and this has to be the best that I’ve ever eaten .. oh my god, angel.” kirishima groans, eating up every last bit before setting his silverware back down.

his praise is enough to make your heart skip a beat, and you’re fluttering your doll lashes at him without even realizing it. “seems he doesn’t think very highly of my cooking.” bakugo grumbles, but it’s playful.

“can’t you just thank our host instead of being an ass? you’re jealous, huh?”

katsuki rolls his eyes before turning to you, his tone shifting entirely. “it was perfect, one of my favorites. thanks for having us, sweet thing.” your gaze turns to the blonde, and you notice just how big his hands are as he drinks from a glass of water. it’s distracting, but you manage to think of a response.

“you’re welcome, it was no trouble, and I love to cook for people … and I’m sorry to ask, but do you guys live together, or something?”

“yeah, best friends and roommates since high school. don’t worry, I take good care of him.” kirishima teases and the blonde rolls his eyes again, clearly unamused. “like hell you do, I feel like I’m your mother most days.” bakugo counters, lightly kicking at kirishima, which just makes the redhead laugh.

“well, what about dessert? I baked cookies properly this time.”

the mens’ faces light up and they nod at you .. but they both have other plans for dessert.

and yeah, they ate, and they praised you and thanked you to no end, and then they ate again .. but the main course, and even the dessert, could never compare to this — you, and your perfect, glistening pussy. bakugo is sitting with you on the kitchen counter, holding you against his chest, and kirishima between your thighs.

you’re soaking all over katsuki’s jeans, your wetness dripping through the ripped holes in the distressed denim and onto his skin, but it’s not like he minds the mess, he loves it.

“s’even sweeter than that homemade buttercream, baby, fuck. you’ve gotta taste her, kats.” kirishima moans, licking a wide stripe up your entire cunt, flicking the tip of his tongue over your clit in a way that makes you shiver as you run your fingers through his thick, silky hair.

“I will, I will … I’ve just got such a pretty view right now.” katsuki says over your shoulder, licking your neck before looking down at kiri.

their eyes meet while kirishima gives your cunt sloppy, open-mouth kisses, focusing on your clit, his dark eyelashes flutter and you can feel that there’s something not-so-platonic between them. it makes you whine as your thoughts blur, picturing these two gorgeous men pleasuring each other when they’re alone.

katsuki is mouthing at the column of your throat, sucking obscene bruises onto your soft skin. he doesn’t know you very well yet, but you’re so cute that he can’t help wanting to mark you up for himself.

you don’t last long, and you would’ve been more embarrassed if they hadn’t been doting on you as if you were the most perfect thing in existence, but kiri is telling you to cum so you don’t hold back on him — “it’s okay, princess, cum in my mouth, you’ve earned it.”

and when you cum, it’s the cutest and hottest thing that either men have ever seen. thighs trembling, one hand in kats’ hair and the other in kiri’s as you try to bring them both impossibly closer. you’re lightly hyperventilating and crying, trying to calm yourself in their holds, but kiri isn’t letting up, still just lapping and sucking at your sweet pussy until you literally push him away from you.

“too much, kiri, please!”

he finally relents, greedily licking his lips before wiping his hand with the back of his mouth, only to let katsuki lick up what’s left on his fingers. the blonde moans, closing his eyes and gently sucking on his bestie’s thick, pretty fingers. you audibly gulp as you watch them …

“atta girl, so fuckin’ pretty.” katsuki whispers against your neck, softly rubbing your sensitive kitty before he flips your skirt and apron back down, just so he can stuff his own fingers into his mouth to taste you again.

katsuki easily picks you up and carries you into your bedroom with kiri trailing behind, holding your sweet face and eagerly trying to kiss you as much as he can over his best friend’s shoulder while he carries you — kiri is obsessed, and he just can’t keep his hands off of you.

katsuki gently sets you down and they take turns removing your clothing, and then their own. they both look perfect ; they could be models even with the array of scars and cuts and bruises decorating their perfectly toned bodies, and they’re both absolutely hung. it makes your mouth water and your pussy even wetter ; you can feel the slick already dripping down your plush thighs, mixed with kiri’s spit.

“you want us both? or one at a time?” kirishima asks, his mouth still on your skin as he slips off your last piece of clothing. both men are trying to take it slow because they want to worship you, but they’ve both been fucking dying to have you like this since they first saw you, and especially after seeing you in that cute little dress in the kitchen today.

the question itself makes you blush an even brighter shade, and your breath catches, “j-just one.”

“gotcha, angel … is that something you’d want to try another time?” and he’s so sweet the way he asks such a filthy thing … so close that you can feel his pretty eyelashes against your cheek as he noses his way down to kiss your neck.

“I don’t know, m-maybe.”

“good girl, baby, it’s whatever you want … no pressure, jus’want to make you feel good.” he speaks the words into your skin, kissing you in reverence, but it’s still a lot. you haven’t had two partners at once before, so that was out of the question for now, but he still made you feel safe.

the feeling of being shared and doted on by these two gorgeous men was unreal, and you couldn’t tell if it made you feel like a slut, or like their prized possession .. maybe a bit of both, and maybe you liked it.

he switches topics, asking, “you wanna let bakugo taste your pretty pussy now, angel? is that okay?”

you nod without thinking and bakugo grins, laying you on your back, kissing all down your body while kiri settles into your squishy pillows at the headboard with you between his legs, your back to his chest. kiri is already impossibly hard, but the sight of you with his best friend kissing and licking and biting all over your pretty body makes him so hard that it hurts, with sweet little pearls of pre beading up at his pretty pink tip and rolling down his warm, thick length.

you’re so much smaller than them, so katsuki knows that he has to open you up with his fingers and tongue a bit because there’s no way that he or his best friend will be able to fit inside of you as is. katsuki is a munch, so wishes that he could just lay there and do nothing but suck on your perfect clit like his favorite little piece of candy, but hearing you whine and keen for him while he stretches you out is also a good option.

“fuck, katsuki, you feel so good,” you sigh, already lost in him. your praise goes straight to his ego, and he sucks a deep bruise into your pelvis, rubbing his thumb over your clit. you melt into kirishima, using his muscular thighs as a scratching post, arching into katsuki’s cute mouth and moaning like a bitch in heat.

he’s thorough and he’s nasty, licking up absolutely every inch of you to the point that you instinctively pull away, but kiri keeps a hand spread on your stomach, forcing you down into his friend’s warm, wet mouth and making you take his precise tongue with nowhere to go.

you rock your hips against his face, bakugo relentlessly sucking your clit, with his fingers either sunk into your soft skin, or trying to inch his way inside of your tight cunny, sometimes swapping a thick digit for his tongue as he tries to fit deeper. it’s all too much, and you’re already close again and he can tell, finally curling two of his fingers directly into your sweet spot. you’re crying, your dainty hands in his thick, ash blonde hair as you hold him against your cunt, cumming in his mouth and letting him messily slurp and drink all of your nectar.

he’s kissing all over your body, biting at your chest, and kiri is telling you how fucking good you are for them, how beautiful you are, thanking you for letting them have you like this, how they’ll always take care of you. “fuck me, katsuki, please, I wanna feel it !! I need it, you’re so big .. ” you’re desperate now, all of your shyness becoming replaced by the overwhelming need for pleasure.

“yeah, baby?” kiri laughs. “so impatient. not until you tell us who ate your cute pussy better, okay?” you think about it for a moment, pouting up at him and quietly saying, “k-kitty kat.” kiri’s jaw drops, given how fast he got you off. “that’s my sweet girl.” bakugo gloats, kissing you and kirishima rolls his eyes. “yeah? I’ll just have to fuck you better, then. bakugo, you go first.”

“gladly.”

kats shifts onto his haunches, stroking himself and rubbing his big, intimidating length through your folds. you gasp, and you’re so sensitive that you swear you almost cum just on his tip like that. your pussy flutters around nothing, just in anticipation of being filled to the brim. katsuki senses your anxiety, leaning down to kiss you softly as he starts to slide his thick, lengthy cock inside of your tight entrance, and his sexy, needy groans are even louder than your own.

“so big, please please please please please,” you whine against his lips, your mouth dropping into an “o” as you watch how he hardly fits inside …

“m’sorry, baby, just gotta stretch open this perfect little angel cunt for a second, it’ll feel so good, I promise.” he sighs, kissing you again and gently fucking you on his tip just to open you up.

kirishima is just in awe of the scene before him, how sexy you both are .. he feels like this isn’t even real.

“he’s pretty, isn’t he? but you’re even prettier, baby. look at you taking that big cock, m’so proud of you.” kiri whispers, holding your pretty face with one of his massive hands, so close, and your eyes are entirely focused on him as you nod and kiss his soft lips.

“look at me, pretty girl, I’ve got you.” bakugo demands your attention back on him, roughly grabbing your hips and increasing his pace. he has your legs spread and bent up, his hands secured around the backs of your knees, using one to pinch at your perked nipple every so often, while kiri does the same to the other, making you clench down even harder on katsuki’s thick cock, your eyes nearly crossing.

“inside please, I need it,” you beg, with your face in kiri’s neck while bakugo uses all of his strength to absolutely rail into you, and kiri reaches down so that he can rub at your clit. you cry out katsuki’s name, feeling him stuff you absolutely full, pumping his hot, milky load directly into your cunt over and over again until he can’t hold himself up any longer, groaning into your neck and almost falling into your arms. he’s still half-hard inside of you as his thick cum spills out into a sticky mess around his base, and he could swear that he’s in love.

you’re practically mush by the time your boys switch positions and kiri gets to you. you’re absolutely fucked out by your three orgasms, but still wanting to take everything that they’re giving you.

kiri is sweet, kissing you all over again as if you had just started, sighing deeply as he uses bakugo’s cum to slowly inch his way inside of your perfect, velvety pussy. it’s like he knows exactly what you need, exactly how you like to be fucked, like he’s done this countless times before. he’s absolutely in love with how your snug cunt still grips down onto him, taking his monstrous cock like you were made for it. he’s somehow even bigger than katsuki, mostly in thickness.

“so fucking warm, baby, thank you .. oh my god, that’s my good girl, my cock feels right at home here, yeah?” kirishima rambles, tilting his head back for a second before watching himself pound your cunt, and you wrap your calves around his waist, pulling him even closer. he is so incredibly built, all muscle, but his toned waist is the perfect slutty width to let you slot him even closer.

kats has a gentle hold on your throat with one hand, softly stroking your hair with the other, keeping it out of your face, whispering praises into your ear, watching as his best friend pounds into you and ruins you.

“you’re so small, so tight for me … fuck, I love it … ”

“I-I can feel you .. i-in my tummy, eiji,” you mumble, and he just presses one hand over your stomach, causing you both to moan as he feels his big, thick length moving inside of you. bakugo’s cock throbs against your back as he watches intently, biting his lip to keep quiet.

“so beautiful .. perfect, just look at that, my sweet girl … ”

“give me your cum, eiji, please, I wanna feel it inside, need you both to fill me up .. m’on the pill, I promise,”

“I’ve got you, angel, just let go for me.”

you’re spent, but he feels so good that your body gives you one last orgasm. kirishima is close, and feeling you cum on his fat cock sends him over the edge. he kisses you as he cums inside, softly moaning into your mouth. your back arches and your warm walls pulse around kiri’s cock, greedily milking him for every single last drop and you feel so impossibly full, and your poor kitty is puffy and drenched from the inside and out.

you had never cum this many times in one session before, so everything is a bit numb and ethereal as you melt into them. you can only imagine how messy your makeup is at this point, how you’re covered in sweat and can hardly think or breathe, but they both think that you’re the cutest thing in the world.

kirishima cockwarms you for a moment as you both come down, then replaces his cock with two of his fingers. he slides them inside as gently as possible, knowing all too well how overstimulated you are at this point. you did so fucking good for them. you whimper, nuzzling into katsuki’s chest and he shushes you, watching in awe as kirishima brings his fingers to your pouty lips, letting you suck all of the bittersweet cum off of his digits.

“good girl,” he soothes, “tastes good, yeah?” you just sleepily nod mhm, tilting your head up to kiss katsuki, all messy spit and tongue like a hentai scene, and it makes kirishima’s cock twitch.

“thank you, katsuki, eijiro,” you’re hardly able to speak, but you have to say it.

“thank you, baby, you were so fucking good for us.” kiri sighs against your soft chest, gently kissing and sucking on your nipples to soothe himself after all of the intensity.

“good girl, you can rest now, we’ve got you.” katsuki reassures, and his comforting hands are still all over you, rubbing your sore arms, your thighs, stomach, holding your waist, kissing your face and neck and shoulders until your breathing and heart rate return to normal.

they spend the rest of the night cuddling you, helping you come down. you all wash off in the shower before bathing together, sleepily clinging to your pretty boys, letting them dote on you as you come back to earth at your own pace, brushing your hair for you, then your teeth, massaging lotion into your soft skin, and dressing you in clean, comfy pajamas.

they don’t even ask if they can stay the night, already set on taking care of you and making breakfast in the morning. you’d have a lot to talk about tomorrow …

先輩 ⸻ written by senpai with love

notes. I almost cried when my paused queue posted the unfinished draft of this … and tysm to @hexquirk for waiting literal months for me to finish this 🫶🏻 and tysm to the people who deleted their reblogs of my draft when I asked. I really appreciate u all !! 🫶🏻 mwah :3

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