BNHA boys of MY choice uttering something along the lines of âwhats my name?â during sex!
Please forgive the utter FILTH Iâm about to throw at yâall but enjoy!
ALL CHARACTERS ARE POST-TIME SKIP TYTY
TW: pure filth, smut obv, Dom! Sero, we head-canon half hispanic Sero in this household, improper use of quirk! Sero, Switch! Denki, mommy kink! Denki, Electric play if you squint! Denki, Dom! Tokoyami!, Threesome with Tokoyami+Dark Shadow, uhhhh idk enjoy yall!!
Was it a good idea to let your boyfriend use his quirk while you guys had sex? Maybe. You definitely think it was.
âRelax Mi Amor, i donât wanna put it too tight.â Hanta hums under his breath, smoothing down a bit of tape that was bunched tightly around your wrists.
You were face down ass up in bed, face smashed into his pillow with his scent taking over every sense you had available and your hands taped together behind your back.
A violent red heat runs from your face to your neck, from your neck to your shoulders but you werenât sure if it was from embarrassment due to the position you were in or the pure arousal coursing through your body at just the thought of what your boyfriend has in plan for you tonight.
You think back to past things you two have doneâ burying his cock inside of you time and time again, filling you so deep at the end of every session, leaving the two of you violently out of breath, covered in sweat and grinning at each-other like dumbassesâ
âHantaâŠâ You whine out, cranking your neck back to look at him. Your body feels hot under his gaze, making you just the tiniest bit shy. âHanta do something..â You whimper.
âBe patient los querido,â He scolds, taking a step back to admire his work. âBe a good girl for me baby.â He crawls onto the bed behind you before propping himself up on his knees, âMy pretty girl.â
He places his hands on your hips before running them up to your back. He lets the tips of his fingers linger at the point where your neck and spine connect before slowly running them down the expanse of your back, putting just a little pressure towards the end of your tailbone.
You let out a soft groan, aching pussy clenching around nothing and your body chasing after the warmth of his hands with every upward life of his fingers.
Sero withdraws his hands before splaying them both over the expanse of your ass, shaking the soft flesh and watching it jiggle before his eyes. The strain in his pants was unbearable, definitely noticeable and a little painful. But what better solution than the pretty little present he had tied up right in front of him, all laid spread wide open and begging for his touch?
After a little bit of a struggle and shared gigglesâ He shoves his pants off the bed without a care in the world before turning his attention back to you. The obvious tent in his boxers doing nothing but egging him on, he shuffles over and presses himself against your bare core. The soft fabric of his boxers have you jerking back, quiet moans falling from your mouth as you utterly soak them in slick.
âWait Iâ please-â You choke out, the jerking turning into a slow rocking motion. He matches your rocking with a repeated upwards roll of his hips. He hisses through his teeth, hands traveling along your ass and up your sides, finally resting right on top of your tied up hands.
âPlease what amor?â He asks with a cheeky grin on his face, removing one of his hands to free himself. God he was so painfully hard that he actually struggled a little bit to free himself without it getting caught. He strokes himself from base to tip once, twice, three times before dragging his tip through your folds with a hiss followed by a soft moan from you. Just the squelch from your slick pussy alone was enough to make him almost cum on the spot.
You hide your face in embarrassment but he delivered a soft pop onto your ass. âI asked you a question pretty baby.â He gently runs his palms over the spot he had swatted.
âFuck me Sero-â it took swallowing all of your pride and embarrassment but you were finally able to get it out, âPlease i need it.â Your legs shake from the lack of stimulation you crave, that you need.
Without a second thought he slowly sinks into you with a quiet moan that you graciously match, âFuck.â It takes everything in his soul not to pin you to the bed and have his way with you for the night, he knew youâd love that. But he had a different vision for tonight.
He slowly pulls out to just the tip, slowly dragging it against you once again before sinking back in, the fat tip bullying its way back inside with no remorse- His whole body was now towering over you at that point, one arm holding the brunt of his weight on the mattress next to your head and his other hand tangled in your hair, pushing your face into the now creaky bed.
It started slow- keyword. Started. His head is falling foreword, resting against your shoulder. Your entire body jolts, eyes rolling back as you feel him travel from barely catching at your entrance to being all the way into your stomach over and over and over and it was driving you wild.
âIâ wait Iâ Hanta please donât stop-â you sob out, struggling against the binding, struggling against his hold, you needed to touch him. Needed to have your hands on him- anything to ground you. You felt like you were in space, head empty and fuzzy with nothing but the feeling of him so deep inside of you and his name bouncing around your mind. He took that as a challenge however-
He pulls out almost all the way, and pauses almost long enough for you to question before he snaps his hips foreword, smacking against yours. You let out a loud cry, your body trying to decide whether to move towards or away.
âNo no Amor,â He untangles his hand from your hair, wrapping that same arm around your waist and pulling you into a half bear hug, âYouâre gonna take it.â
Without warning, he starts a brutal, almost bruising pace. He pushes the weight of his upper body against yours, trapping your hands between the two of you and pinning you to the bed. âYouâre gonna take it like a good girl.â He groans out, digging his nails into the soft flesh of your side and pulling out ever so slightly before rapidly rolling his hips upwards against yours over and over and overâ
âFuck Hanta plEase!â You sob out, squirming against him, rocking back with your mouth hanging open. The hand that was smashed under you shifts downwards, his fingers running over your slit before rubbing slow circles right where you needed it the most.
âIâmgonnacumplease waitââ your eyes roll back into your head as your high washes over you, He didnât stop though-
âThats it baby say my name.â He pants out, âWhos making my pretty girl feel this good?â His hair was falling into his eyes, sweat dripping down his face and his eyes wild and dilated in pure arousal and when they met yours- it felt like he wanted to eat you alive.
âSero!â You sob out, whole body thrashing through your high, his rapid pace quickly overstimulating you in the best way possible. It was gonna be a long night because he was definitely far from done.
Everyone knew Denki didnât mind PDA. Everyone knew he could be a bit clingy, attached to your hip wherever you guys went. Whether you were shopping, hanging out with the Bakusquad, hell even when showering he was sometimes perched on the bathroom sink casually holding a conversation with you. What they didnât see were those times where your precious little Denki wanted to crawl into your skin, when those little talks donât work or when he needs more than just being next to youâ
His eyes are hazy, unfocused gazing up at you like you hung the moon and the stars just for himâ Here you are, lazily bouncing on his cock while watching in real time as he gets so pussy-drunk before your eyes. His eyes were bouncing between your tits and the point where you two connected, shamelessly watching the way his slick cock disappears back inside of you with every plop down onto his lap and roll of your hips.
You gaze down at him with a little awestruck look, leaning down to cup his face into your hands, âDenki- god donât look at me like that.â You mutter out with a slow roll of your hips. And god hes so loud. With every roll of your hips, heâs following behind with a whine followed by a moan loud enough that yâall are definitely going to have a noise complaint waiting for you tomorrow.
Without warning, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you down onto him- chests smashed together with your head shoved into his neck. He tightens his arms before planting his feet firmly on the bed and bucking his hips upward with a loud string of curses as you squeeze around him from the sudden movement.
âDenksââ You squeal out, squirming in his iron grip. It was useless however, as his arms were locked together behind your back- you were stuck. He gives you no choice but to follow the pace that he sets for you. Everytime he pulled back, he pulled you the opposite way, and with a roll of his hips you met in the middleâ It was so sensual, so⊠intimate the way heâs practically drooling against your hair, shocks of electricity making the air around you two feel so staticky as his pace starts to speed up. You could feel little pinprick zaps whenever you get pulled down into his lap and it was so addicting.
âWhâs my name momma-â Denki finally slurs out, eyes wide and watery as he reluctantly pries you away from him, cradling your face in his hands just so he can watch your face contort with every upwards buck of his hips, âWannâ hear you say it, please please?â He will not drop it unless you give in and give your good boy what he wants, after all he does deserve it doesnât he?
With every moan of his name, its almost like the static field around the two of you gets stronger, his eyes damn near crossing as his back arches and his grip on your race drops to your hips and tightens till his knuckles were white. âMoâ wait i-â A loud whine leaves his lips, âWait Iâm gonna cumâ Oh my god iâmgonmacumââ
He grabs at your hips, nails digging into your skin as he pulls your ass down to meet his upward thrusts, nothing but the obscene sound of skin slapping, a sickly squelching sound and your guys cries filling the room.
âJusâ like thatâ Fuck pleaseplease momma jusâ like that-â He was just straight up babbling at this point, the little nightlight you two had plugged in beside the bed flickering every time the headboard hit the wall.
You werenât much better yourself. You were drooling, being pulled around like a ragdoll with your head full of nothing but him. The way he feverishly shoves his leaking cock into your begging heat, the way he grinds into you whenever you plop down and bottom out trying so hard to get even closer.
âDenkiâ I-â You didnât even have time to warn him before your high washes over you, a cry ripping from your throat as you rock your hips against his, taking him as deep as you could with a soft sob. The sight alone was enough to make him cum but god the way you squeezed around him coming undone already beat the sight to it.
He pulls you down onto him as far as you could go, head rolling back and back arching as far as it could off the bed, filling you to the brim with a loud moan and yet another string of curses.
The room goes quiet, no longer buzzing with electric static that was sufficating the two of you in the best way.
The sight of the two of you was so dirty, chests heaving and bodyâs twitching slick with sweat and bldily fluids- soft whines leaving both of you as you rock against each-other to ride out the high.
The room was dark, nothing but a couple little candles helping illuminating the darkness swallowing what little moonlight was coming through the window. Tokoyami was sitting on his knees on the bed, you facing away from him while splayed open on his lap. Dark shadow, He was sitting at the foot of the bed, staring at you like you were going to be his next meal.
âWhat ever are we going to do with our little dove, Dark Shadow?â He hums out, one hand curled around your throat and the other with two fingers shoved into your mouth, swirling around your tongue gathering spit. A candle goes out. Your eyes were wide and locked onto the dark figure at the foot of the bed-
âIâm not sure Fumi, theres so much we could do.â He starts, bright yellow eyes looking your body up and down, âWe could gag her and finger her till she cries? Or we could blindfold her ân make her beg!â His voice gets more and more excited the more he rambles. Another candle goes out.
Tokoyami just pulls his fingers from your warm mouth with an audible pop before sliding them down ur body, prodding at ur slick entrance. You arch against his touch, nothing but soft whines leave you as his hand around your throat tightens.
âMy my little dove, getting impatient arenât we?â Dark shadow slowly moves up the bed towards the two of you, the last lit candle in his hand. The bright flame flickers, your eyes locking onto it with an uneasy expression and he stops right⊠in front of you.
He gets nice and close, his beak almost touching your nose, âDonât worry honey, weâll take care of you..â he leans back and takes a slow inhale, locking eyes with you before blowing out the last candle, leaving the three of you in agonizing darkness. The moon had lowered below the treeline, no longer illuminating the room in that soft white glow.
A low growl bounces around the walls, and from the darkness emerged the same stark yellow eyes from just a few seconds ago. This time though, there was change in the air around him.
You feel Tokoyami shift behind you, nudging the side of your head with his beak before slowly pushing two fingers past your tight ring of muscle without warning. You cry out, back arching as you buck your hips towards his touch. You feel Dark shadow move closer, then suddenly two hands grab onto your shoulders, pulling you from the others grip with ease. You had been pinned at the end of the bed, now facing the opposite way back down with a weight pressed right in the middle of your chest.
You look up to see Dark Shadow, staring down at you with a grin with one hand holding you down full force right against your chest. Tokoyami however- He had adjusted himself, now kneeling between your legs with his hands gripping the fat of both your thighs. He leans down, pulling you up to meet him half way before opening his mouth to lick a long, slow stripe up your sopping slit, dipping his tongue inside just barely before moving up to swirl it around your clit. He had to be very careful not to stab you with his beak again, knowing how sharp it can be.
Yes, again. The first time ended with an icepack to the groin and Tomoyami apologizing profusely for the rest of the night.
You let out a loud cry, thighs trying so hard to clamp around his head even when you knew you werenât going to break out of his grip. Your hands fly up to grip onto dark shadow, letting your head fall back as sets you back down onto the bed then slips two fingers back into your begging heat.
A breeze starts to flow around the room, papers and posters flapping and pencils rolling off the desk and onto the floor. Tokoyami scissors you open and pulls back to undo the button on his pant, pulling them down just enough for his aching cock to be pulled out. He glances up at Dark Shadow who gives him a little nod. Grabbing both thighs once again and with the minor assistance of his counterpart, he pulls you closer to him before pushing just the tip into your slick cunt.
âFumi-â you choke out, the stretch doing nothing but making you slicker, making you crave more. You arch your back trying so hard to slide just a little bit lower to no avail. Without warning, he slowly sinks you down to the base with a low groan.
âMph-â He moves a hand to set it on your stomach, the other moving between your legs and thumbing at your clip, bucking his hips at the way you squeeze around him. Dark Shadow lets out a little huff before letting his hand travel upwards, from your chest to now resting snugly at your throat with his other hand shoving two fingers down your throat.
You gag around your boyfriends counterpart, tears pooling in your eyes as you feel Tomoyami slowly pull out to the tip before sinking back in. With a muffled cry, your legs fall open around him, eyes rolling back a little as Dark Shadow withdraws his fingers from your mouth with a cheeky little grin.
âShe looks so pretty doesnât she, Fumikage?â He coos out, raising his eyes to meet the others with a glint in his eye
âShe does..â He huffs out, finally starting a slow pace. âGod you feel amazing little dove.â With every snap of his hips, you can feel the burning high building up in your body, pooling right where your boyfriends spongy head slams into your plush walls, pooling in your stomach and sending zaps of pure unfiltered pleasure shooting through your veins.
He slows his pace, burying himself to the hilt before just barely pulling out and rolling his hips foreword bottoming back out repeatedly.
âWhats his name, pretty?â Dark shadow eggs on, âWhoâs makinâ you feel that good?â He coos out, removing his hand and leaning down to nuzzle against your cheek. He leans into your ear, âSay his name, Dear!â He encourages.
Pulling out, then snapping his hips forward tokoyami does nothing but rip a cry out of youâ
âFumi pleaseââ you cry out, âFumikage!â You cry out his name over and over. Loud enough for possibly the neighbors to complain the next morning. You squirm in Tokoyamis hold, arching your back and pushing yourself down against him, âAgain Fumi, Again-â
Without hesitation he starts up that same pace, this time without stopping. Nothing but the sound of skin slapping and your cries of his name echo through the house, that and the straight up erotic moans coming from both of you.
