Warnings: Smut, f receiving oral, heavy begging, heavy praise, virgin f reader x virgin Todoroki 〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 1.9k
It simply was not enough.
What started out as an innocent movie night in your best friend’s dorm room, somehow managed to morph into you lying on your back against some of the softest satin pillows and fluffiest blankets you've ever felt, and were sure to have cost him thousands. While his bed was very nice, you don’t think you’ll ever feel anything softer than Shoto Todoroki’s tufts of silky red and white hair on your thighs, drawing your attention back down between them.
“Are you spacing out on me again, Y/n?” Shoto’s voice was even softer than his hair, if that was even possible.
It made your legs begin to shake with the way he nuzzled his cheek against your inner thigh like a damn cat, his hot breath fanning over your panties, the only thing between his mouth and your sweet spot. His palms were sweaty as they gripped your legs, one of the only indicators of how incredibly nervous he actually was.
Besides the hot air panting across your clit, of course.
“I've never done this before, but I promise I can make you feel good, is that it?..You can trust me, Y/n”
The bed creaked as Todoroki adjusted his position, angling his hips just so slightly so that they could subtly press evenly against the mattress beneath him. Of course he could make you feel so fucking good, with how much he has thought about this exact thing, nobody has fantasized about this as much as he has. He's practically been preparing for the moment the two of you would finally get this close.
“Or.. or maybe I'm distracting you..”
The gentle hmm vibrating against your skin brought your attention forward, back to the bi-colored eyes glinting up at you. “Or is it that I make you nervous when I'm this close?” His lips quirked up in a silent chuckle, his arms snaking around each of your legs, and slowly hiking them higher up his shoulders until your knees touched around his neck, completely trapping him.
“What if I kept getting closer? Hmm?" You could feel it, you could feel the way his breath got heavier in the past few moments.
He was practically drooling, panting against you for air at this point.
“Shoto-” His eyes snapped back up at the sound of his name falling breathlessly from your lips.
“Yes?” He replied, ready to hand over everything he’s ever had.
Todoroki never found it difficult to contain himself. He had done it for years, resisting the deadly temptation that was just simply you. He couldn’t, not anymore, not while he was here, “trapped” between your soft legs. “Did you want to say something? princess?” He whispered, licking his lips as his nose began nuzzling softly against your clit. His eyes closed once again in the process, basking in your warmth.
Well, you were going to speak, but words were nowhere to be found as your jaw fell slack in surprise when Shoto began to flatten his tongue along your underwear, licking a long wet, sloppy stripe all the way to your clit, right where he latched his mouth and began sucking.
The sudden yelp you let out, and the way your legs instantly caged themselves around his head was dreamlike. It was as if it was instinct for you to use him to ground yourself. He had never felt so depended on before, especially sexually, and when it was by you? Dear god.
Todoroki huffed, unknowingly letting out a groan that vibrated between your thighs, only adding to the stimulation as he spent the next few moments lapping his tongue around to draw even more of those beautiful sounds from your lips. His blue eye peaked open to watch you through a hooded haze.
In the coming moments, Shoto made the calculated decision to simply burn the fabric of your panties away. They were so cute, really. But they were the only thing keeping him from really tasting you. “Gonna take care of you, make you feel so good” The subtle burning smell was gone quickly, and replaced by the sudden draft of cold air that told you, you were now naked in front of your best friend. “Aren’t you so glad we get to do this together?”
You could feel the growing, smirkish smile against your lower lips, unable to respond as his tongue slowly parted them. The groan he let out was animalistic, his fingernails suddenly digging into your thighs, a bit painfully.
Todoroki tried his best to lighten his grip as he felt your hands clench around his wrist. He was well aware of his inability to hold back when it came to you, but he would keep those feelings at bay if that's what you had wanted. He would save them for another time.
“J-Jesus Y/n” He practically whimpered at your taste.
“I get this all to myself? Before anybody else?”
Of course, it would be a miracle for anybody else to get this far, they wouldn't need too now with him involved. And Shoto would prove that to you tonight. Now that he finally had the chance too.
“Y-yes just- fuck, stop teasing me, please!”
Awe. He almost wanted to. Your little cursing at him was just so cute.
But no. Instead, you received a pinch to the hip, causing your body to twitch out of place with another small noise.
“(Name)”
Startled, you nervously peaked downwards. Mismatched eyes eating away at you.
Finally, you noticed truly the messed up state he was in. The intense blush, the sweat, his chest panting rapidly, the angst behind his orbs.
“Please don’t- don't do this with anybody else, okay? Just me?”
Shakily, he let his tongue finally indulge in your taste by completely trailing it in a warm circle around your clit as he awaited your body’s response. Todoroki’s eyes followed the way your eyebrows creased, and your fingers twitched against his shoulders, completely enamored by the sight of you laid out before him. “Yes, yes just you, Shoto”
Fuck. Your voice was just so soft, exactly like the walls of your insides.
It didn’t matter that his cock was straining painfully in his boxers. The only thing relevant right now was the admittance that you were now finally his. He didn’t need to grind against the mattress when your taste alone seemed to have him in a trance.
Shoto wouldn’t say he knew exactly what to do, but being able to already read your body language made it amazingly easy for his tongue to smooth out against your clit, before digging back deep inside of you once again. The way your back arched into his tongue, and your moans seemed to become silent for just a moment, despite the look of euphoria on your face was all he needed to know.
His own eyebrows creased in pleasure, almost mocking the feeling you were receiving without any stimulation to his own cock. “Y-you taste so.. So good mhhfp-”
His tongue worked fluidly against you, as if it wouldn’t be believable that he hadn’t ever practiced this on anyone else beforehand. “I-I've waited so long for this, hngg.. So long princess, s-so, so glad you’ll be my first, I'll be yours” Shoto’s moans and whines almost seemed to overpower yours, as if he had been the one being brought closer and closer to bliss.
The way his tongue worked its way inside of you really was incredible, and the man between your legs whimpering and withering in just as much pleasure as you were, was almost too much to handle for your first experience. You had seen this man take down hundreds of criminals with the tip of his fingertips, the same ones that kept your hips pressed flat into the mattress.
The warmest one even starting to creep between your legs to rub fluidly at your clit.
“I want you so badly Y/n, I want all of my firsts with you, always just wanted you”
He watched as you swallowed thickly, writhing under his touch and on his bed as the growing tension, physically and emotionally, began to grow overwhelming. “Are you going to cum, baby? Please, please cum?”
Shit. He was asking nicely. Wouldn’t you be so kind?
Todoroki’s begging was simply too much, and now with his heated fingers pumping consistently inside you so that way he could pleasure you, and tell you how much he wanted you? Unbelievable.
“”M gonna cum, Sho, please ‘m gonna cum, Shoto-”
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck, it was too much. You were too much for him.
Your squirming, your taste, the noises you made. Everything drew him to the edge, the nights he spent tugging at his own cock in hopes to last longer, to endure more for you, were spent in vain as his own cock twitched and spasmed against his already soaked boxers, filling them with his own cum as he tasted yours.
“Ohfuck, ohgod, princess, love you so much- just love you..”
As he spent his last few moments twitching and panting beneath you, Todoroki managed to unhook your now tired legs from his shoulder. He propped himself up on shaky arms, slowly crawling up your body as he stared into your hazy eyes, keeping you caged underneath him as he prowled over your body.
His gaze was intense, and dark, and so incredibly full of lust. It made you want to turn away and bite your fingernails, but instead you were frozen. “Do you love me too, Y/n?”
You found the words croaking in your throat, strained from moaning just 45 seconds ago. He was moving so fast. “I do! I-i love you, Shoto”
His shoulders sagged in relief as he finally reached up your body far enough to hover over you, leaning forward to ghost his loving smile over your lips. “So beautiful, gonna make me the only one you ever think about”
You're not sure when he reached between the two of you, but as he pulled one of his legs from his boxers, taking them off just for them to hang carelessly from his opposite foot, it was clear of the mess he had actually made of himself. As if his spit and your cum wasn't lubricant enough, his thick, messy cum would have to suffice also.
Todoroki felt a shudder run up his spine as the head of his cock caught against your clit as he parted your lips, but not once did he break eye contact. He couldn’t miss a single beat of your facial expressions, and the deep grounding of forcing you not to shy away from him. “Ready, pretty girl?”
With a shy smile and a small nod, Shoto pressed his lips to yours, locking them as his cock began to push into your entrance, and into your velvety insides. “Shit, soft- so soft baby girl”
He couldn’t help it, the muttering praises were flying past his lips like a leaking pipe as he felt you totally surround him for the first time. “Can’t see m’self with anybody else- need you, please”
And as his hips began to uncontrollably rock into yours, it was as if instinct had taken over when his tongue smeared across your cheek. So wet, and messy, and sloppy. Who knew Shoto Todoroki was so dirty? Apparently not even his best friend did.
“We should just get married- Fuck, Y/n- Marry me, please- oh god”
How was your innocent, inexperienced Shoto so incredibly skilled at you?
Warnings: smut, fingering, begging, heavy degradation, heavy praise, f reader x switch Todoroki 〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 2k
“Common pretty baby, let me see it”
This wasn’t your fault, no. Neither of you were to blame for this, the both of you knew that. Of course not, he knew that well. Not that Todoroki would ever even blame this on you in the first place. Never.
Which meant there was only one explanation.
It had to be his fault you couldn’t you cum.
“I know you want to, do it for me, please, I can feel you shaking for me” Usually, he was able to make your legs shake as they trapped around his fingers, securing his hand in place as he allowed himself to grow completely enamored with the sight of your orgasm on his bed, laid out like an angel on display before him. It was just as easily done on his tongue, his cock.. occasionally his thigh, or even just the zipper on his jeans.
Today was supposed to be no different, your back being pressed onto Shoto’s chest as your head leaned into the crook of his neck, your legs spread wide over his own thighs. His fingers were expertly working their way around your clit, every so often slipping inside of you and sensually bringing you further and further to the edge.
But for some reason, it was an edge your body simply wouldn’t trip over.
Why couldn't you just fall apart on his fingers and give him exactly what he wanted?
“Show me- wanna watch you cum, love, show me, please”
Even with his whispers of encouragement right in your ear, the stress of your internships and over exerting yourself with training throughout the week meant your body was practically at its limit. You and Shoto both were insanely hard workers, constantly giving it your all at your chosen internships. You wanted nothing more then to release all your built up tension on Todoroki’s lap, and into the palm of his hand.
The stars simply were not aligned.
Instead your body was currently betraying you, because the way his fingers shifted between playing with your clit, to slipping inside of you, only to smear the rest of your wetness along your thigh with his free hand, was so fucking good. So delicious, it seemed to have you in a constant state of orgasm denial.
“I love watching you like this beautiful” His gentle tone was so deep and loving in your ear, the softness of his lips against your neck and just above your collarbone was intoxicating. “But I love watching you cum even more, give it to me” Shoto straight up whimpered.
The whininess of your boyfriends begging caught you off guard, his kisses and touches increasingly growing more greedy than usual. As if he was the one being constantly edged further and further. “I- Sho- fingers feel so good” You admitted in a just as needy tone.
“D-Don't know why- you feel so good Sho-oh fuck- I just-”
Todoroki let out a small groan as he felt you tighten around his fingers, but not cum around his digits. He made sure to pay extra attention to your clit, and he could tell by the way your body flinched each time he brushed his thumb against it, that you were already so damn sensitive.
So why the fuck wouldn’t you cum for him already?
Your moans were bouncing off the walls of his dorm, and he could feel the shaking of your body against his. You’ve been shaking, there was no way he wouldn't have been able to feel the vibrations of your body against his own raging hard on, it was almost enough for him to embarrass himself if he wasn’t careful. Especially with the way he had you perched in his lap.
Was he not good enough?
Shoto felt like it. He had spent all day training at his fathers internship, listening to Endeavor complain about how far behind he was, how useless his left side had become from not using it. Luckily his burning hatred for his father saved him from letting the fiery man's words get to him, but that didn’t mean they didn’t bother him.
After all, it wasn’t like his insecurities didn’t leak in through other ways.
Shoto was good at keeping those feelings at bay. Usually.
“Sho- Shoto please, ‘m wanna to cum so bad”
But now, he couldn’t even make you cum.
Was he still not good enough, even for you?
Had he grown soft? Did you not want soft Shoto?
Did you want a change of pace?
You still wanted him right?
Even if he couldn’t make you cum?
It wasn’t hard for Shoto’s anger to rise to the surface.
It was like a switch had flipped, and the hand that had once been soothingly spreading your wetness along your inner thigh, yanked your leg open with a deep, vice-grip, the other hand plunging his almost burning fingers deep into your cunt. Todoroki pulled your body harder against his chest, locking you in place as the palm of his hand rubbed hard up against your clit in a rocking motion, moving his fingers in sync inside of you.
“I’ll just make you cum then- since you like taunting me so badly” Shoto’s unexpected growl suddenly rang in your ear as he detached his lips from your neck.
“Pathetic, can’t even cum unless you're on my cock, hmn?” His words were rougher, his hands were everywhere, and his voice was meaner.
His fingers were gradually, but quickly quickening their pace inside of you, making you whine and buck your hips harder into the palm of his hand. Everything about Shoto had shifted, and suddenly everything was so much more dirty than usual.
Well, not exactly, he was always so messy.
But the sudden change of pace, had definitely begun to set something off.
“So wet, this pussy is so wet for me, yet can’t even give me what I want”
It seemed Todoroki had unleashed the gates to his own hell, because once the harsh lines of degradation started spewing past his lips, they weren’t stopping. He had poured every ounce of his insecurities into the air, and was using you as an outlet. “You know what I want Y/n, fucking cum on my fingers already”
His eyes were completely fixated on the way his hand disappeared between your sticky thighs, so fucking focused on making you cum. As your legs tried to close around his hand, he used his free hand to pry them back apart. “Keep your legs open for me, slut”
Even through the harsh tone of his words, it seemed even when he was degrading you, he couldn’t help but praise you just a little. “My slut though, right? My good girl’s just being bad, just can’t take all that I’m giving her” Shoto’s voice dropped to a low groan, but the growl still lingered behind every word.
“It’s okay, you’ll learn, I’ll teach you how to cream my fingers like a good girl”
The pit in your stomach was raging at this point, having been brought the closest you've gotten at all tonight. One of your fingers clenched tightly on the bicep he had used to pin your body against his own, the other reaching behind you as Todoroki let you lace your fingers into his hair and pull. “M sorry, ‘m sorry Shoto- wanna cum for you”
“Worthless, fucking you like this is worthless if you don’t cum” Shoto was growing increasingly upset, and insanely more desperate, speaking a lot quicker then usual. He had an intense urge to feel you just cum already, so your apologies fell on deaf ears. “Do it, Y/n, cum for me so I can cum for you” By now, you could feel the rough grind of his clothed cock underneath your thigh, only adding to the sweet sensation.
So close, so fucking close. Just a little more, that was all you needed.
“If you don’t cum now, I’m going to edge you for a week, Angel”
And just like that, the curl and scissoring of his fingers inside of you, mixed with the way the heel of his hand grinded on your clit just right, had you seeing stars and any other thoughts fleeing from your mind, which immediately began drawing blanks. “Fuck- Fuck- Sho”
“There you go, just let go baby”
Your orgasm hit you like a train, making you squirm and rock your body against his hand. Shoto could feel your wet slick pool into the palm of his hand as he continued his movements. Finally. Finally, he could feel the tightening of your velvety walls around his fingers, the familiar, much anticipated feeling of just pure, unfiltered, you.
“L-look at you, so cute”
Shoto had always savored the feeling of you cumming, no matter where or how your orgasm was hitting you. But in this moment, he had never felt so blessed with the sight of you. The way your hand tightened its hold in his hair, tugging at his perfect silky locks, everything about you was too good to be true. Shoto was entranced by anything you did.
Which meant his fixation on your body was bound to have its effects on his own, even from just the littlest things.
“P-pretty, gonna cum for you, ‘s pretty, love you Y/n, I-I-”
You weren’t the only one being edged, Todoroki was always one step behind you, always following your lead and footsteps. Which is why when his chin met your shoulder as he peered past your chest and down your legs, neither of you were surprised to feel the sudden twitching of his cock filling his boxers with cum, a mixture of his moans and whines overtaking your own in volume.
What did end up surprising you, was the complete turnarounds your boyfriend had been making tonight.
“H-holy shit- wait Shoto- fuck”
Neither of you had even completely finished cumming before Shoto was lying you down on your back with shaky hands, which were completely soaked with your arousal. He frantically untied his sweatpants, all while you could feel his frenzied gaze on your body. When you looked up to meet his eyes, your breath caught in your throat at the red puffiness of them.
“‘M sorry baby, I’m sorry I acted that way” He let out a shaky whisper, his mouth falling open in relief as he freed his already sticky cock from its restraints. He leaned back over you, his hot breath tickling your lips as he pressed his forehead against yours, his eyes scanning your own. “I didn’t mean it, never could” Todoroki propped himself up on one arm next to your head, using the other to align the head of his cock with your clit.
“Could never think this pussy is worthless, ‘m love it, like I love you s’much” Todoroki’s whispered praises were quite, but loud and clear as he focused in on your lips, barley grazing them with his own as he gently pushed the tip of his cock inside of you. “Love this tight pussy, fuck, so tight”
As Shoto’s cock began to split you open, he brought his left hand up once again, this time intercepting the tight grip you had on the pillow underneath your head, instant relishing in the feeling of your fingernails digging into his palm. He bottomed out with a loud moan, his breaths coming in uneven, labored pants as he pressed your intertwined palms deeper into the mattress.
“I didn’t mean to be so mean, Angel” He confessed in a low whine as his head once again met the crook of your neck, his hips beginning to uncontrollably rock into yours. “Don’t want you to find someone else”
“Just had a bad day, thought you didn’t want me” His pace increased as he hid his face in your neck, forcing you to ground yourself by tugging at the roots of his hair with your free hand to get him to look up. Only then were you able to see tinged embarrassment on his cheeks. “Never Sho- always gonna be you”
“Love you Shoto, always make me so happy”
Todoroki responded with an unhinged groan, his eyes closing as his lips crashed onto yours. His lips desperately searched your own, his tongue slipping past you and into your tongue, before parting just enough to respond. “I love you too beautiful, gonna show you”
Your lover's chest pressed against your own, pushing your body further into the mattress as he rocked his hard cock into you with hard, meaningful thrusts.
“Gonna make it up to you for getting so angry, ‘m so proud of you for cumming angel”
500 Followers!!! Your work is literally amazing, you deserve even more to come!
Is it possible to just get some more lust quirk Bakugou crumbs? please and thank you :)
Warnings: slight smut, fluff, lust quirk/sex pollen, f reader x lustful Bakugou. 〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 500 (500 followers celebration)
Read part 1: 𝙇𝙪𝙨𝙩, 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞, 𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩
Read part 2: 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙬𝙤
“I owe you big time, don’t I”
Bakugou’s words were mumbled into your hair, right into your ear as he held your back flush against his own sweaty chest. Really, the both of you should get up to take a shower, but the drowsiness had long settled into your bodies and kept you in place. Neither of you made a movement to get clothed, let alone try and get out of bed to face each of your classmates, but you didn’t mind.
Katsuki surely didn’t.
“No, you don’t owe me anything” You obviously had more energy than him as you turned around in the bed to face him. Bakugou’s grip on your waist loosened enough for you to move, only to tighten back up once you had settled down comfortably. “I wanted to help you”
Katsuki was fighting to keep his eyes open, but the overwhelming scent of your shampoo was working wonders on subduing him. “That first impression better not stick, y’know” He protested with a scoff tiredly, his stubbornness becoming the only thing keeping his body awake. “That wasn’t fair for our first time, next time, I'll be the one taking care of you”
You smiled softly, making his heart flutter in his chest irresistibly. “You’re so tired, Kacchan” Your hand came up to cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb lovingly on his cheekbone. “You should sleep, until the rest of the quirk is gone” Your voice was so soothing, just above a whisper. Truthfully, Bakugou could die like this.
Luckily you were so close that even with his eyes fluttered shut, he could still listen to your soft tone. “Think the damn quirks already gone, made me tired though..”
Yep. Even with his damn eyes fluttered shut, he could still listen to the smirk in your teasing tone.
“...From the quirk? Or cumming too much” He wasn't too mad of course, not when he heard the genuine curiosity in your voice, but his cheeks definitely still bloomed from embarrassment. You definitely probably thought he was some weakling who came every 5 seconds.
Bakugou decided against telling you of each time he came just to the thought of you alone, long before you had arrived at his dorm.
“NO idiot! From fuckin’ you so good!” He protested, his grip only tightening around your waist. He knew you were looking at him while you giggled uncontrollably, he could feel the heat from your gaze, so he only stuffed his face deeper into your neck and hid himself in your hair. You smelled so good, you were so good, so pretty.
“Go to sleep, dumbass” He mumbled quietly into the salty taste of your skin. If he peaked his eyes open, and squinted just enough, he could make out the discoloration on your skin from all the hickeys he had used to claim you just minutes before. Even in the dark of his room, he could see them.
“I will Kacchan, I can’t just blink myself to sleep like you can” You whispered, he could feel your lips moving against his skin. As much as he cursed this damn quirk for making his weakness show tenfold in front of you, sexually, he had planned on never confessing his feelings for you otherwise. His fear of rejection was simply too strong.
This was a much better outcome.
“You’ll be here when I wake up.” Although his sentence sounded like a question, his words were more of a statement. His eyes were fully closed now, and the slow rise and fall of his chest indicated he truly was on the brink of exhaustion.
“Yeah, I will” You promised.
Now that Katsuki had you, he’d be damned if he let you go. He’d never commit to anything without giving it his all.
hello !!! i was wondering if you could write something where eren and the reader get REALLY fing high @ a party and the fluff and potential smut that comes from it. nothing too smutty tho, just a lil suggestive 😏 HAPPY 500 FOLLOWERS
Warnings: implied smut, fluff, weed, f reader x stoner Eren.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 500 (500 followers celebration)
“Are you already high, Eren?” Every party had its designated smoking room. Of course, dancing in a crowd of sweaty young adults stuffed in a small, two bedroom apartment living room, you were bound to hit each joint or blunt that was passed your way. Which means you were already buzzed as you entered Armin’s room, which had been sealed off from the rest of the party for everyone besides a select few close friends.
But still, there was an almost 100% chance he was here as you navigated through the cloudy room.
“Y/n! Perfect timing” Eren said, reaching over and grabbing your wrist to pull you into his lap. The recliner he sat on was surely meant for just one person, but he made it big enough for two, even if you had to sit on his lap in the process. “I fucking wish I was stoned, and guess what I can, now that you’re here”
Your gaze zeroed in on his face, gripping his shoulder in confusion. Why the hell would you being there decide if he was gonna light up or not? Though you were quick to find out as you were pulled from your thoughts, and a half-rolled joint was shoved in front of your face. You glanced behind it to see Eren’s beautiful, slightly red eyes sparkling. “Lick it for me”
You almost sputtered in confusion, and glanced nervously at the other few people in the room. Armin was busy having a debate about aliens with Connie, while Jean and Sasha talked about their cravings together, while everyone else chatted amongst themselves. Nobody was paying attention.
That didn’t stop the embarrassment flooding your cheeks as you leaned forward and stuck your tongue out, tracing the sticky side of the paper. As you neared the end, Eren tilted his fingers to get a tighter seal on the side you’d be smoking from. “Just like that”
The whole time you could see his eyes were fixated on the sight in front of him, expression already beginning to gloss over.
Your tongue grazed along his thumb in the process, making the brunette smirk as he pulled away to finish sealing the joint.
“Good girl”
Did he really say that under his breath? You couldn't’ tell.
“You didn’t need me for that” You responded with a brief, fleeting blush, bringing your fist up to your mouth in embarrassment as you looked away. He tore his gaze from you, grabbing a lighter off the coffee table in front of him.
“What are you talking about? Of course I did” He inhaled the smoke through his lungs, letting it slowly leak past his lips as he glanced at you with a blissful smile. “Had ‘ta. You know how to make it taste just so much better”
If you were around Eren, you had to get used to his flirty comments. In the beginning, he did it with every girl he thought would fuck him, with the exception of respecting the females in your friend group of course. But one day, he started flirting with you, and it’s been only you ever since.
“Hey, are you still in there?” You felt his hand come up to cup your cheek, turning your chin to make him face you and pull you from your thoughts. You smiled at him, and tilted your head. “Does it look like I went anywhere?”
Eren thought you looked like a cute ass puppy. A puppy who had him wrapped around her finger, and one who he wanted to get high with.
“Hit this”
He brought the rolled paper up to your lips, unable to tear his lustful gaze away from yours as he watched you take a deep inhale. Eren knew you were pretty, everyone knew that. But there was some sort of certain glow you contained about yourself when you were high, your eyes watery from coughing, half lidded from the smoke filling your lungs.
The way you’d so obviously relax even more in his lap, quickly growing more comfortable and relaxed. How you looked so blissed out, relaxed.
The way you’d get shivers as he barely pulled his hand away from your thigh, just leaving his fingers to ghost and dance along your skin, enough to remind you that he was still there.
Tease.
“Do you have any water bottles, Eren?” Your angelic voice tore him from his naughty daydream, making him tilt his head at you. “Why? Are you thirsty?” He questioned, making you giggle as your eyes rolled and you gently pinched his cheek. “No, I’m hungry” Your voice was teasing him, only flipping Eren’s switch even more.
He was dangerously close to crossing a line that he hadn't before.
“Yes, I'm thirsty, I have cottonmouth” You frowned at Eren, making his heart clench in his chest as he was unable to immediately provide you with water. A trip to the kitchen while his place was packed with people would undoubtedly take him a while to navigate, and while he’d do it for you in a heartbeat, he knew cottonmouth needed an immediate fix, and he wasn’t looking forward to removing you from his lap.
Luckily, he was graced with an idea.
“Hey Y/n” He said, rubbing his hand up your thigh suggestively. Eren leaned in close to your ear, making it clear his next words were only for you to recognize.
I LOOOOVE your writing! Especially your Todoroki ones, for the 500 followers requests (CONGRATS BTW) maybe a really soft, fluffy smutty moment with our boyfriend?
Warnings: slight smut, fluff, f reader x concerned clueless Todoroki. 〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 500 (500 followers celebration)
“Ow!”
The naked body hovering above you instantly tensed up at your whimper, and the soft hair that had been tickling the underside of your jaw was quickly removed from the crook of your neck. Taking the wet, swollen pair of lips along with it, and leaving purple bruises in their wake.
Instead, you were met with wide bi-colored eyes staring down at you anxiously, Shoto’s arms planted on each side next to your head as he hovered over your frame.
“What’s wrong? What did I do?” He sat himself upright, flaunting his toned chest from between your legs, which were wrapped around his hips to prevent him from completely pulling himself from you. Gently, and very cautiously, he set his hand on your knee to steady himself.
“Your okay Sho, I just hit my funny bone, that’s all” You responded, holding your elbow as it continued to send sharp tingles up your arm.
What you had meant to do was intertwine your fingers into your boyfriend's hair, but as you lifted your arm, you smacked your elbow on the corner of his nightstand, hitting just the right spot to make you flinch, and distract Shoto from his mission of tasting your skin.
Todoroki’s fingers encased your wrist and slithered up your arm, replacing your own hand with his own heated touch. He gently rubbed small circles into your flesh, and you glanced up to see the way his whole face was very bothered and concerned. “I don’t think you being in pain is funny at all, my love” He said, completely, and seriously, clueless.
Of course, this made you let out an uncontrollable giggle, your eyes closing in the process. Which means you missed the way Todoroki’s eyebrows only furrowed in confusion as he continued to rub your elbow, the tingling having been long gone by now. “..am I supposed to find this funny? You’re hurt” He leaned over you once again, casting a shadow across your whole body.
Todoroki was confused, and figured maybe hitting your elbow caused more harm than he had thought. So he brought his hand up, cupping your cheeks and pressing his palm flat against your forehead. No, you weren’t running a fever.
“Y-you’re so cute Shoto” You said through your fit of laughter, your hands coming up to cup his own face.
You could feel the way his skin heated up from your praise and touch, making his hard cock twitch in his boxers against your inner thigh. As you continued to smile lovingly at him, Shoto couldn't help giving into the urge to begin a slight grind against your own panties.
Though he knew you were still in some sort of discomfort, his expression of concern slowly began to morph back into a flustered, pleasurable one.
“A-are you sure your okay Y/n? You really shouldn’t be laughing” You couldn’t help it, Todoroki’s clueless concern was adorable, especially the way his tone suddenly got so breathless, even a bit whiny.
Shoto couldn’t help but feel it was his fault, he had you very distracted, he was the reason you raised your hand in the first place, and people’s hands were always cursed to be injured around him.
It was a triple violation.
“No Todo” You responded in a soft voice, as you began your explanation, mindlessly playing with the hair behind his ears “Have you ever hit your elbow? And your whole arm tingles?”
Todoroki’s slight grinding against your panties paused, and he looked down at you with a slow nod of his head. “Yeah, a lot while training” You could see the realization dawning behind his eyes, the look of understanding spreading along his features along with a tiny smile, one he could let out now knowing you were not injured.
“People call it hitting their funny bone, honey” You felt his body fall against yours in relief, making butterflies erupt in your stomach as you puckered your lips.
"You’re okay” He breathed against your lips, gently pressing his mouth into yours.
“You’re okay” He repeated, closing his eyes as he interlocked your lips once again, this time for a much longer, much more meaningful kiss. “I’m okay” You reassured against his lips, making him tilt his head back just enough for a breath of air.
His eyes fluttered open, and you could see the ghost of a smirk adorn his face. “Well, Y/n” He said with a raspy tone.
You weren’t sure when his hand disappeared underneath the blanket covering the both of you, but you could feel his fingers ghosting along your inner thigh.
“Should I keep making the rest of your body tingle?”
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Warnings: smut, lust quirk/sex pollen, praise, degradation, oral, overstimulation, edging, marking, f reader x lustful Bakugou.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 6.4k
Read part 1: 𝙇𝙪𝙨𝙩, 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞, 𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩
All Bakugou knew right now was the only person he wanted to help him with this was you.
And now, he had you perched all pretty-like in his lap, right on top of his throbbing hard cock. When Bakugou Katsuki saw an opportunity, he always took it. “Kiss me, right fucking now”
As Bakugou’s eyes continued to glance up and down your body, he was desperately awaiting your first move. He wanted it to be you who kissed him first, that way you could be the one to express your consent, your confirmation that you wanted him too. Even though his naked backside had been completely exposed to the cold air of his bedroom, his body was still chilled by the drips of sweat falling running down his skin.
He felt like that damn icy-hot bastard, because each part of his skin that met yours was burning so badly, he felt like he would soon melt into you, while the rest of his body was filled with goosebumps. “S-shit Y/n, the fuck are you waiting for god damnit-” His eyebrows creased painfully, his hot breath fanning across your neck as he distracted himself by peppering wet, sloppy kisses on your neck.
“K-Katsuki, are you really- really sure you even want this right now?” Your whispered voice kept hesitating, and Bakugou found himself freezing at your words.
“Are you seriously the one doubting me? Right now?” His gruff tone caught you off guard, and your hands gripped tightly on his shoulders. You could feel his arms shaking as they held you, his cock was throbbing at your thigh, you could tell even through the sheets. It was easier since the material was now sticky and see-through with his cum.
“Y/n I really need you to stop fucking around with me- just tell me if you’re gonna let me fuck you or not” Bakugou turned around, lying you on your back onto the plush carpet of his bedroom floor. The sheets fell over your legs and down your friends hips, no longer covering any part of his body besides the erection he pressed between your legs. Your legs instinctively came up to wrap themselves around his naked hips, making him groan. “K-Kacchan what if you aren’t-”
“Shh, baby girl that's not what I asked, now is it? I’ll get to that, just talk to me first” Bakugou’s sloppy neck kisses were getting dangerously close to your lips, his red eyes bearing into yours, the color of his irises only burning deeper into your core. “You want me to fuck you so bad, hm? I know you do, just say it babe”
His snarky smile grazed over your lips, his expression only widening as he felt you panting for air against his mouth. He parted his lips to taste your breath, slowly leaning forward and latching his teeth teasingly onto your bottom lip. “Tell me you want me to fuck you” He wanted needed to hear you say it, the second you did he would tear your legs open and bury his head between them to die there.
You just had to let him hear it.
As your breath and words seemed to be suddenly locked away, you about choked on air as Katsuki’s curled arms tightened around your waist, up against his own shaking body. His resolve seemed to be slipping, as well as his restraint against this quirk. With the way his hand cupped your jawline, just to nuzzle his nose against yours and briefly close his eyes showed his last bit of strength, and his seriousness.
“Y/n, you don't gotta worry ‘bout me, swear” He knew the only thing holding you back was for his sake, and while he would much rather confess his feelings in another way, he knew he could make it up to you later. “I’ve always felt like this, promise, ‘m promise sweetheart, I've always had these feelings for you” He confessed in a low whine, his hips once again beginning to rut into yours as his mouth began to explore your face.
“Just right now, I really need to act on them- m’kay? Okay? You’ll let me? Right? You’ll take care of me- Just like you said” His lips seemed to be everywhere but yours, as if taunting you with his teases. His kisses were like rapid fire, and you felt his hands all over your body, but never where you needed him most.
Bakugou tightened his shaky hand on your jaw, nudging his nose against yours and closing his eyes. “Y/n- Y/n please, if you don’t say something soon I'm gonna have to use my h-”
“Touch me, touch me Katsu-” You couldn't finish your sentence, interrupted, but in a way expecting his lips to be on yours any moment now. Bakugou’s lips were surprisingly soft, you were able to tell even with how hard he had pressed them against yours. His tongue wormed its way past your lips, you could feel the uneasy panting through his nose.
Bakugou let his body collapse fully on top of yours, caging you between his arms and legs between him and the floor. Finally, his exploring hands began to drift dangerously close to your inner thighs, peeling away the sheet that separated you both. “Take this shit off” He growled into your mouth, his fingers crackling with tiny, barely controlled explosions emitting from his palms.
The scent of burning fabric filled the room, and your shorts were yanked down your legs. “H-hey! I needed those-” You began to protest, but your words were lost in your throat the second his fingers pushed your panties to the side, ghosting along your clit. “Not now you don’t” He gruffed with a victorious smirk against your lips as you gasped.
His sloppy kisses trailed down your jawline, but what had you even more distracted was the way his fingers gathered your slick, rubbing it up and down your clit teasingly. “Mmmhm, all mine now, aren’t cha” At this point it was impossible to tell if his panting was because of the lack of oxygen, or if he was soaking himself in your scent.
Bakugou’s main focus was the sweet spot between your legs, but as his kisses drifted down the collar of your shirt, he ended up getting distracted along the way. With a tad more control than last time, this time he yanked your shirt off your torso and threw it across the room. “Fuck princess” His smile widened at the sight of even your clothed breasts, his fingers starting to rub small circles on your clit from underneath the thin fabric of your underwear.
You still had your bra on, but the way Katsuki’s gaze was eating you up made you want to shyly cross your arms across your chest. So you did just that, your cheeks flaming up in the process as you shied underneath his gaze. “Stop staring Bakugou” You muttered.
That was the exact opposite of what your classmate wanted, and suddenly his hand was yanked from your clit with a possessive growl. He gripped tightly at both of your wrists, pinning them above your head as he pressed his body down between your legs, his right hand wet with your slick.
“Watch it” He growled into your ear, his tongue grazing your earlobe as he began to circle his soaking wet finger around the palm of your hand. “I don't wanna have to ask to see what's mine anyway”
His territorial tone made you shiver, and it was hard to think of how to respond in the heat of the moment. Kacchan confessed his feelings for you, he even said he’s always had them. Now, he was calling you his own. But giving yourself false hope was too much to think about right now.
Only further solidifying his dominance, Katsuki’s non-wet hand slithered down, yanking your now soaked panties from your legs, and not bothering to watch where they landed.
Soon enough, the cold air yanked you from your thoughts as Bakugou unclipped the front, middle clasp of your bra, making your nipples harden against the cold air. You let out a small gasp, one that didn't go unnoticed by Katsuki. It only encouraged him to lean forward, flattening his tongue against your nipple before taking it into his mouth, moaning at the flavor of your sheer sweat.
His free hand wrapped around your other breasts, pinching and kneading desperately at your flesh. As you looked down, you had to strain your eyes to notice it, and only when Bakugou’s kisses began to trail down your stomach were you fully able to comprehend the purple bruises left behind. Your eyebrows creased, and as Katsuki yanked your legs apart, he met your gaze knowingly.
“I told you babe” He said, smirking as he tilted his head to place a kiss on your inner thigh. “I meant it, you’re mine now”
Your breath hitched in your throat, his fingers pinching into the fat of your thighs as he pulled them to wrap around his head, indirectly asking you to suffocate him. “ ‘Ur mine- ‘m not ever lettin’ you go now” You could feel it, his breath on your cunt, the seriousness of his tone.
As Katsuki leaned forward, and ran his tongue along your wet lips, the exact thing he was afraid of happening, happened.
You were addictive. So fucking compelling.
He would have liked to see your reaction, of course his goal was to make and watch you fall apart on his tongue, but once he got his first taste of you, his eyes impulsively shut to roll to the back of his head. He moaned euphorically into your cunt, vibrating against your clit as his tongue explored your sex.
For the moment, he settled for the angelic moans and the hands that weakly rested on top of his own, which gripped your thighs, almost painfully tightening your skin.
Bakugou’s tongue switched from lapping at your clit, to pushing as deep as he could manage inside of you, to back to flicking at your most sensitive spot again. To be frank, his movements were not precise, instead they were sloppy, and so insanely desperate. “S-Slow down- Katsu- y-you- ooh, mhnng-”
You could feel and hear his whimpers into your cunt, as your words began to falter and your breaths began to quicken. His tongue continued to lap up each drop of your essence, and you could feel it in the way your grip tightened on his shaky hands how scared he was of wasting a single drop.
“You taste so fuckin’ good- mpfh-”
Bakugou’s hips rutted desperately against the floor, but he didn't fail to realize that while this is the longest he went without any stimulation to his cock since he entered his dorm, having your meaty thighs encasing his face felt like the only thing keeping him conscious at the moment.
It only sped up his movements, continuing with their sloppy, but constant thrusts. The rough pads of his hands, the sting of his fingernails digging into your thighs, were all adding to the burning in your core. You weren't surprised it didn't take very long, you were only bound to catch up with his pace sooner rather than later. “Kac-Kacchan I’m gonna cum, slow down, please- before I-” Your pleading whines were only met with rough growls. “Before I- ‘m gonna cum, fuck”
“Common, cum on my face, do it” Bakugou couldn't resist giving into temptation, the rough thrust against his floor providing just enough friction to bring forth his own orgasm. It was too easy, and not even his choice really, but the second your voice grew even more high pitched and needy as you came on his tongue was almost enough to send him into shock.
You tasted like pure heaven on his tongue. Honestly, if people knew how pathetic he looked right now cumming untouched on his bedroom floor, he knew that everyone would understand his weakness if they happened to ever be blessed with the taste of you like he was. Too bad he wouldn’t let them get close enough.
“S-Suki..” Your breathless whimper was heard loud and clear, but they still managed to fall on deaf ears, because while you had tried to spend a few moments to recollect yourself, Bakugou’s movements only stuttered enough to give his cock a few seconds to release long spurts of cum onto his thighs, his groaning vibrating against your clit in the process.
Bakugou felt the sheer burn in his lungs, the lightheadedness from the lack of oxygen, mixed with the effects of the quirk, and finally, your completely ethereal presence, taste, sounds, everything was quickly piling up. His cock was still painfully hard, but he couldn't bring himself to pull away just yet. After feeling you cum on his tongue, he needed to feel it again.
He continued whimpering into your cunt, not even once bothering, or even needing to use his fingers as his tongue did all the work for him. There wasn't a spot that wasn't covered in cum or his spit.
“Katsuki- Katsu- I already.. I already came! Fuck- Kacchan” Your eyebrows knitted together with the pleasurable burn of overstimulation, your legs shaking weakly as they gave out and fell onto Bakugou’s shoulders. Your hips sputtered against his mouth as his tongue began to expertly find its way around your body.
It’s too much. Too much..
The shaky hands you had clasped around the one’s Bakugou used to keep your thighs wrapped snugly around his head, began to weakly reach between your legs and lace into his spikey blonde hair. His hips sputtered into the carpet as he moaned in response, his fingernails leaving tiny red marks into the skin of your thighs. As your second orgasm neared closer, a huge wave of shakiness overcame you.
Your hands tightened in your classmate’s hair, and in a desperate attempt to pull him upwards, your fingers tightened into his scalp and you pulled, trying to get him to look up at you.
In a way, it worked. You were met with vermilion, piercing red eyes as a loud, insanely territorial warning growl ripped from his throat. Like a wild animal protecting its food.
His fingers began to scratch at your thighs, leaving long red marks in their wake. Your eyebrows kneaded from the pleasurable pain, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes. “Katsu- ‘Suki please, y-you cant- you have too-”
Your chest heaved for air, and you could only imagine the burn in Bakugou’s lungs. Ever since his mouth found your clit, it never left. “Katsuki! Please- you have to breathe! Please-”
Your begging contradicted your body’s actions, your back arching off the carpet and your head falling back onto the ground. You heard a muffled growl from below, but at the moment, it was difficult to comprehend what he was saying. “‘S okay sweetheart” His words were slurred as his tongue continued to worm around your clit. “Trust me- ‘Ur the only one keepin’ me breathin’”
His words easily triggered your second orgasm, the tears that picked at the corner of your eyes finally breaking the seal, and slipping past your cheeks. “That’s it, ‘m so proud of you, cumin for me” One of the hands that had been kneading at your breasts came up to your cheek, caressing it to wipe away your tears, Bakugou’s mouth slowly working you through your high before very reluctantly pulling away.
He crawled up your body, his eyes half-lidded as they travelled along your torso before finally meeting your tired gaze. Bakugou was silent, simply taking in and appreciating the fucked-out expression on your face. His mouth was agape slightly, as if in complete awe at the sight. Tilting his forward to press his forehead against yours, he circled his arms around your waist, one of them cupping your lower asscheek securely.
“Thank you” He whispered, licking his lips to coat his tongue in your left over arousal. He was already pussydrunk completely on your touch, and even though the quirks effects were still pumping through his veins, his brief post-nut clarity was enough to take his time appreciating you. “Thank you Y/n”
With your arms and legs wrapped around his body, he lifted you up with a new found strength, making you wince as your sensitive clit grazed his toned lower stomach. He heard you hiss, and felt your teeth latch onto his shoulder briefly. Bakugou cringed at the sound, and very gently laid you on your back. “Shit- I'm sorry princess”
His hands came around to gently rub up and down your stomach, the other rubbing comforting circles on your hip bone. “You need a break- fuck” You watched as Bakugou’s eyebrows crease, making your eyes trail down to see he was still painfully hard. Of course he would be, you were meant to be taking care of him, and he just presented you with two faithful orgasms in mere minutes. “N-no, Katsu, ‘m supposed to take care of you”
You could see the conflict behind his dilated red pupils, and you wanted nothing more than to let him inside of you. You knew it was what he wanted most, what he was craving. You could see it in the way he stared into your eyes, trying to resist the temptation to absolutely ruin your body for anybody else. “Can’t, can't ruin you so quickly” He said it out loud while shaking his head and tightly closing his eyes, as if to convince himself more than anything.
As if to try and help convince him more, you wrapped your legs around his hips, bringing him closer to you. His hands stilled at your hips, digging into your waist and leaving small indents on your skin. “I don’t care, really, please- fuck me Kacchan” Your eyes were watery and doe eyed as you starred up at him with a pleading gaze.
“Y/n” Bakugou panted out your name, his face creasing painfully at trying to resist his urges. With you underneath him, your cunt so close to his cock already, he could feel his fragile, glass wall begin to crack. “That’s cheating- calling me that damn nickname is fucking cheating” He heard you whimper wordlessly in response, and internally cursed at himself for giving in so easily at just that sound alone.
He reached down with his hand, gripping his cock and itching his hips forward. He let out a shuttered gasp as the tip of his cockhead grazed the lips of your pussy, his eyes completely trained on the sight in front of him. “”S sexy, my girl is so fuckin’ sexy”
You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to hold back the small cry at the sensitivity of feeling his cockhead grazing at your clit. It hurt, but it hurt so damn good. As Katsuki gently fucked his shaft up and down your wet clit to coat himself in your juices, you could see his head falling back onto his shoulders at the feeling.
Slowly, he began to push the head of his cock into you.
Neither of you were prepared for the way you're both of your bodies would jolt at the forms of overstimulation, both being for different reasons.
“Fff-fuck- baby, fuck sweetheart- ‘s too tight, so tight already- shit-”
Bakugou’s body tensed as the first inch of his cock slid into your tight, wet pussy, his nails digging into the skin on top of your hip bones as he struggled to stay grounded, and to not immediately slam his cock deep into your womb and fill you with his load.
As your body jolted from the burn of your previous orgasms, your teeth unlatched your tongue and you let out the small wail you had been holding back.
Apparently, Katsuki didn’t like that.
His eyes shut tightly, and he instantly pulled the head of his cock out, shaking his head. “K-Katsuki no! Where- where are you going?” Bakugou groaned as your legs tightened around his waist in a failed attempt to prevent him from pulling away, but he continued to shake his head.
“Can’t baby, can’t hurt you like this” He confessed, panting desperately for breath. He wanted nothing more than to indulge the both of you, and he wasn't sure how long he could keep his sanity up. You were already shedding tears from his overstimulation, he knew the moment his cock fully entered you, there was no going back.
You needed to recover from when he ate you like his last meal ever. Especially before he fucked you.
“Need you to really feel it when I cum in you, sugar”
His words were so daunting, they made tears of frustration spill past your cheeks as you gently grinded your clit against his cock. “I can take it- please, I can take it Kacchan” He bit so hard onto his bottom lip, you could see the small bruise start to form. His eyes were shut tightly. He knew he’d give in if he saw the puppy dog look in your eyes.
“S-Suki please, let me make good on my promise” You whimpered desperately from underneath him, practically begging him to fuck you through the pain until you were numb. “Wanna help you- wanna make you feel good” Your hands reached up to cup his cheeks, bringing his face down to hover over yours. “Promised to take care of you, Katsu”
Bakugou shuttered at your words, swallowing the groan bubbling in his throat. He responded with a quick, desperate nod of his head. “Yeah? Promised to make me feel good?” He chuckled breathlessly, pressing a much needed, very wet kiss against your lips. You could still taste your own cum on his lips.
He moaned into your mouth, before roughly pulling away and sitting up to inch his way up your body. He shifted so his legs trapped you underneath him, watching your reaction to his actions as he scooted forward enough to trap your arms at your sides, squeezing your body between his muscular thighs. “Make me feel good then baby, but don’t fucking use your hands” He commanded from where he hovered above you, his throbbing cock right in your face.
Bakugou’s hand came up to fiercely grab your cheeks, pinching the fat of your cheeks together and smiling evilly as he watched your lips pucker, almost drooling at the sight of his cock resting between your breasts. “Just wanna feel that pretty tongue on my cock”
Bakugou wasn't sure how he had managed this long, or how he even managed to pull the tip of his cock out of you at the last minute. Even the thought of being that close with you was insatiable, but now, seeing his cock in front of your face as he hovered over your lips, he knew his body wouldn’t let him hold back.
“Common, open that pretty mouth for me” As Katsuki’s index finger tapped at the side of your cheek, your tongue fell past your lips, and immediately the man above you gripped the tip of his cock to press it flat against your wet muscle. You heard a very shaky, high pitched, gasp from above you.
As you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, you glanced up to meet Katsuki’s eyes with your own. His eyebrows were creased painfully, and he was repeatedly shaking his head as one of his hands gripped your jaw tightly. “Fuck- fuck ‘m sorry, I'm sorry baby”
You almost paused your movements, unable to pinpoint what exactly he was apologizing for, before you watched his abs tighten and the hand he steadied on your jaw keeping you in place as his hips lurched forward. Suddenly, you had a mouthful of his sticky, wet cock. Which had been completely lathered in cum from his previous loads.
“Shit- shit- shit- ‘m not gonna last- not gonna..- ‘m sorry” You let your jaw fall slack as Katsuki began to use your mouth, he was almost crying at the feeling of your hot mouth around his cock. “Can’t-can’t control it” He rambled on and on his apologizes, before completely leaning over you and gripping the mattress next to your head, starting to completely fuck your mouth.
Your skills weren't needed, at least, not while Katsuki had all the control and you were pinned beneath him. “Princess- ‘m gonna cum, gonna cum in that pretty mouth of yours” His eyes fluttered back open to watch you gag, moaning at the sight of his cock hitting the inside of your cheek. “Better not fuckin’ waste it- fuck- so pretty, pretty girl, shit-”
Your mouth filled to the brim with cum, even more of it spilling past your lips and dripping down your cheeks as Bakugou continued to fuck himself through his high, completely engulfed in the sight of you.
Finally, he had some form of pleasure that you had caused, not some dumbass hallucination or fantasy in his head. He could tell this was real, he hadn't came this hard since.. Ever, really. As the fiery pain in his stomach began to finally subside, the passion and lust for you continued to grow.
He took a few moments to catch his breath, his chest heaving at the relief as some part of the quirk began to give away. When he looked back down, he had to bite the inside of his cheek while he groaned at the sight. Nope. Quirks effects are still fucking here.
His cock rested on your cheek, still hard and throbbing against your skin. Bakugou brought his hand up, balling it into a fist and biting down. He used his other hand to wipe a small smudge of his cum against your lips, smearing it across your cheek and rubbing a small circle to milk it into your skin. “My good girl” He praised softly, caressing your now sticky cheek.
Then his fingers were shoved down your throat, making you gag as you heard a deep, dark chuckle from above you. “Yeah, such a good fuckin’ girl. Didn’t waste it, saved it all in your mouth, didn’t cha?” His index finger pressed down on your tongue, before twirling in your mouth to scoop up the remains of his load. “Greedy slut, keepin’ it all to yourself like that”
Though his words were degrading and mean, you could see the proud glint in his eyes. You fully took advantage of his moment of weakness.
“Kacchan” You whimpered quietly around his fingers, grabbing his hand which was full of his cum and your spit. Delicately, you traced it down your lower stomach, flattening it against your belly and squirming your hips as if to display your desperation.
Katsuki was amazed by you, completely in awe as his palm pressed against your stomach, his cum-covered fingers grazing against your clit. He felt like he stopped breathing again, and he let out a shuttered breath from above you. “Kacchan, wanna feel you right here”
Bakugou’s head fell back against his shoulders, and he let out a whimper at your words. Instantly he responded with a nod of pure desperation, his cum-filled fingers curling to rub at your clit as he began to inch his way back down your body. “Holy shit Y/n” He responded to your words breathlessly, his brow creasing at the way your body squirmed from his gentle rubbing.
“My pretty little girlfriend, always knows just what to fuckin’ say” His words made you release a moan of your own, feeling his hands grip at your thighs before peeling them apart.
“G-girlfriend.. Katsu-” You stopped questioning his words when you felt his cock once again brushing along your clit, before his body collapsed on top of yours with just his hand reached between the two of you, tugging along his shaft as he aimed for your entrance. He never broke eye contact, using his free hand to force your gaze onto his.
“That’s right- ‘m ‘ur boyfriend now, all yours” His words were right in your ear, and you were sure while you would have moaned from his sentence alone, the head of his cock pushing inside of you was enough to coax the loud noise from your lips.
Bakugou couldn’t resist this time, and pushed himself all the way inside of you until he bottomed out. Your back arched, pressing your chest up against his with a loud whine at the sudden stretch. “Katsuki- Katsuki- Suki-” Your toes curled as your legs wrapped around his waist in hopes to slow or still his movements. But it was to no avail, he was already deep inside of your wet cunt.
Bakugou knew he should have been more gentle at first, should have inched his way into you until he filled your insides completely. He wanted to, he truly did, but his body wasn't letting him hold back anymore. He was putting the last of his strength into giving you just a few seconds to adjust to his size, his hands shaking furiously as they gripped tightly at your thighs.
He sat up, his nails digging into your meaty hips as he threw his head back completely. He was eerily silent for a good few moments, before you felt his body start to shake with a different type of vibration. He was laughing.
The blush on your cheeks engulfed your whole face, quickly making your body burn with shame. “K-Kacchan what-”
You were cut off as Bakugou tilted his head to look at you as you called his name, his shoulders suddenly stilling as he took in the sight of you. No, he was crying. Tears of relief were flowing helplessly and uncontrollably down his cheeks. “I gotta move now, sweetheart” His words looked like they pained him to get out as he moaned them through a hazy expression.
“Not gonna- can’t hold back baby, not- not when you’re squeezin’ my cock so good” As you felt one of his tears drip down onto your cheek, that exact moment was when you realized you were currently witnessing the Bakugou Katsuki literally worshipping you. He was going against every muscle, every instinct, every fiber in his body that told him to absolutely ruin you, just to make you comfortable.
“Katsuki I told you- just fuck me already, please” Your whine ended with a rare, more demanding tone, making Bakugou whimper as he pulled his cock just an inch out of your cunt, only to slam back in once again. You let out a breathy whine at the impact. He was just so big, and so deep inside of you. This whole situation was overall messy, a mixture of feelings and lust, not to mention the actual mess.
You could still taste Katsuki’s cum sloshing around in your mouth and coating your tongue. Weakly, you brought your hands up to wrap around his neck, pulling his chest back down flush against yours. “Don't worry baby, just gotta- p-pace m’self for you”
His arms circled completely around your waist with a strangled groan as his hips began moving on their own accord. You could feel the pierce of his nails into the skin of your back, and his breathless sounds whimpering in your ear. He was insatiable, and it was all you could do to sit back and enjoy it, your head falling into the pillows underneath your chest arched into his.
Bakugou hissed as your nipples grazed against his own, his thrusts sputtering, but keeping their steady pace. “Fuck- s’ tight pussy, never felt so good, never felt so good before you, Y/n” It was weird for such a loud, degrading person to be whispering praises in your ear, and while his words were small whimpers and soft, his movements were the exact opposite.
His hands were roughly exploring your body, going back and forth between spreading your legs further, or pressing them into the mattress. Either way, it was so Katsuki could slot himself deeper between your angelic walls, and either way, you’d have tiny circular bruises from the pressure of his finger tips.
“I can feel ya, tightening and creamin’ all on my cock” One of his hands dug tightly into your asscheek, pulling your hips up from the bed to rock them against his own. You couldn't tell if the spit on your neck was from Katsuki’s drool, or the condensation from his hot, heavy breath in your ear.
Bakugou’s thrusts switched between harsh, deep slaps against your hips, to a slow grind as the hard muscle of his stomach pressed hard against yours. “Ka-Katsu, faster, faster please” You’d respond by whining and bucking your hips against his, making his breathy chuckle at your begging begin to falter, his lips distracting you by leaving shaky kisses on your skin.
He wanted to go faster, he really did, but he knew if he sped back up to the pace he had been at just moments before, he’d blow his load right into you at this point. But god, you were begging him, so how could he not?
How could he not give his favorite girl exactly what she wanted?
You knew what was going on, by the way Bakugou had his eyes clenched shut almost as tight as his teeth were, and the rough thrusts of his hips beginning to sputter against your own as they quickened, you knew. You only wanted to make it even better for him. “Cum for me Katsu, cum inside of me- please” Your fingers intertwined in the hair along his scalp, making his eyes flutter back open to face you.
“P-please Kacchan- ‘m want it so bad”
The sharp nails dug into the plush fat of your hips, sinking into your soft skin as Katsuki’s head fell back into the crook of your neck with a loud moan, right into your ear.
“I’ll give it to you, ‘m gonna give you so much of my cum baby”
You could feel it, the twitching and pulsing of his cock inside of you as he came through long spurts of pleasure. His words were muffled by his teeth latching onto your shoulder, surely enough to leave a decent sized bite mark in its wake. It felt like that was truly his way of claiming you as his own. “F-Fuck, such a good girl, s-such a…”
By far, this had been Katsuki’s longest lasting orgasm, and his words were the most contradicting. “Bad girl- dirty, naughty girl- beggin’ for my cum like this”
“S’okay baby, I'll give it to ya”
Bakugou’s hips began to slow, but they continued their constant movements against your own, the amounts of cum he had unleashed inside you began to coat his length, and drip onto the mattress below you from his continuous grinding.
You almost thought the quirk had finally worn off, and Bakugou would finally be able to settle down.
You were quickly proven wrong by the way the arms Katsuki had already circled around your hips used you as leverage to pull himself up into a sitting position, keeping your chest flushed against his. “We’re not done princess” He growled into your ear, flipping your body over until your back pressed into his chest.
“K-Kacchan-” To say your legs were shaking already was an understatement, your hands weakly pawed at his muscular arms that held your torso tightly against your own. All while he was still inside of you.
“Can’t stop babe” He groaned into your ear as his hips once again thrusted against yours. The ache in your loins soon returned, this time your nails being the ones to dig into his forearms. “Gotta make you cum” Bakugou’s words were through gritted teeth.
“Can’t stop until I feel you cum on my cock”
As Katsuki’s words left his mouth, that was when he realized the true, final cure to this quirk. The only thing that could satisfy the burning desire in his core was feeling you cum on top of him, which he knew would inevitably trigger his own orgasm, solidifying that you were his.
The whole time Bakugou’s steady rhythm held purpose, because even being blessed enough with the sight of you was enough for him, to be inside of you, each stroke was now just for you, to bring you closer to the edge. “Katsu- Katsuki, feels so good”
Even if every little thing you did seemed like a special treat for himself in the process.
Your encouragement only made Katsuki whimper desperately, his head falling into the crook of your neck only to lap at your skin. His hands were just everywhere, aimlessly grabbing at your breasts, cupping your cheek delicately, gripping tightly onto the flesh of your ass.
He pinched at your nipples, and his other hand rubbed up along your inner thigh to begin circling at your clit. “Look at me” His head raised as he begged in your ear, letting go of your nipples to turn your jaw towards him. “Need you to look at me” His eyes were stern, serious as if his demand held consequences for not listening.
“So special, waited ‘m whole life for this”
Your eyes fluttered open at his confession, making him smile lustfully at you while grazing his lips against your own. Your mouth opened in a ghostly moan as his cock twitched and grazed at every perfect spot of your insides. “I’m gonna cu-cum Katsuki” Your words were high pitched, but you forced yourself to continue looking him in the eyes.
Your words only made Bakugou release a sinister-like smile, speeding up his powerful thrusts, all in-tune with keeping his fingers rubbing steady circles on your clit.
“It’s okay babe, let it out, c'mon, let it out for me princess”
His voice was so comforting as his praises rumbled in your ear, coaxing you through your climax as you tightened around your boyfriend's cock, letting out a long, loud moan just like he said too.
“Just like that- Fuck Y/n, my pretty girl” The way Katsuki’s cock pulsed in your cunt was way more powerful then the last, only enhancing the feeling of the way your pussy tightened around him. Cum began to leak down both of your thighs, making Bakugou's hips continuously twitch against your own.
“Looks like your mine now, y’know”
As your body fell limp against his chest, both of your movements began to rise and fall as Kacchan fought to catch his own breath. You could feel him softening inside of you as his cum seeped into your skin, a telltale sign that the quirk had finally worn off.
Wordlessly, Bakugou laid you down against his sheets, keeping himself situated inside of you as he gently settled both of you to lay down, the blonde spooning you and holding you flush against his skin. “You okay?” He asked quietly, hesitantly, after a few moments, bringing his hand up to thread into your hair.
“Yeah” You reassured him quietly. “I’m more than okay”
You felt him smile into the back of your neck, tiredly pressing his nose to your hair as the effects from the quirk finally began to catch up with his body, but still he managed to use the last ounce of his energy to grab his fluffy comforter, pulling it up past your shoulders.
“Good, dunno what I'd do if I didn't have you to take care of me”
𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵: (only about half of the tags worked, I apologize if you weren’t tagged)
@choke-me-levi @makrenee @dou-dou @jahnvi-d @maiyami @xsmilesx @baddie-cherry-bunny @hstopp @randomhatthief @deadpoolsvodka @gothie-lover
Warnings: smut, cum eating, praise, begging, overstimulation, f reader x needy Todoroki.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 1.6k
“Tell me I'm yours, tell me I'm your pretty boy again, please. God- pretty please Y/n, tell me you like it” Todoroki’s arms wrapped painfully tight around your waist, his jaw set in stone on your shoulder. He continued whispering his dirty fantasies right into your ear, begging for you to fulfill them. The same way he had you filled to the brim right on his lap right now, his hard cock buried to the hilt as he grinded his hips against yours. “Call me your hero again-mmph-p-please”
It wasn't his fault. All his life Todoroki had been called handsome, but he never really cared enough to truly understand anyone's complimentary words, so he brushed them off and went along with his day. All of those compliments really went over his head, until the day it fell from your lips.
He didn't expect to freeze up, a deep red hue spreading across his pale cheeks the first time he had heard the compliment while studying with you in his dorm, suddenly he was unable to ignore the praise like usual. Infact, it became all he could think about, which only led to the addiction growing.
“You're such a pretty boy, Todoroki” A soft giggle fell past your lips as you sat on his bed across on the opposite end, your legs crossed and multiple papers askew in front of you.
Todoroki felt like his lungs were pierced, and for a second he was unable to breathe as he looked up at you with wide eyes. He felt like his left side had overtaken his body, and you could see a singular cloud of steam puff from his flustered cheeks. “I-am what?” He said, even though he had heard you just fine.
“I said your pretty, Shoto” You leaned forward on the bed with a small giggle, cupping his cheek and gently rubbing your thumb on his cheekbone. Todoroki’s eyes stared straight into yours, tilting his burning cheek deeper into your touch. “Y-you called me.. pretty boy?” He whispered breathlessly, subconsciously inching his face closer to yours.
You chuckled again, and nodded affirmatively, making Todoroki swallow nervously. “I can’t be the only one who’s ever called you that” Shoto’s eyes widened in embarrassment, and he glanced off to the side nervously. “Well, n-no, but it's different” He muttered quietly, finally glancing back at you. “You’re different, Y/n”
That was a few months ago, but it had only escalated at that point. Shoto had only become even more attached to you, even more needy for your praises. He spent weeks trying to subtly get you to compliment him again, at times more obvious than others, and when you figured out what he wanted you were always more than happy to indulge him.
The small, bashful smile and puppy dog eyes he’d always give you afterwards were always too much to pass up.
Shoto’s desires only came out full-force in the bedroom, where he’d beg for your words with no filter, his face burning with shame.
“Y/n- Y/n please, pretty please” He panted quietly, his hands exploring every inch of your body. His boiling hot red hand gripped at your ass, just the heat from his palm enough to leave a red, hand-sized print that coaxed your hips to move sloppily on top of his.
His much, much colder hand pinched desperately at your right nipple, he tried so hard not to lose control like this, but he never could manage his temperature when you had him at your mercy the way you did. “You're so needy Sho, really, really needy aren’t you?” You were as breathless as he was, which only made his hips sputter in response.
His legs were bent at the knees, giving him the much needed leverage to mesh his hips in a sloppy rhythm against yours. His fingers dug into the plush fat of your ass cheek at your degradation, the opposite of what he wanted. But fuck, if it didn’t make his cock ooze with thick lines of precum at your taunting words.
Shoto whined into your neck, his eyebrows creasing desperately. “N-no! No, ‘m not, ‘m not needy” His breathing was labored, and his eyes had hazed over long ago. “”M not, jus’ wanna be good- good for you”
Todoroki almost came as your teeth grazed his earlobe, but he managed to release his ecstasy in the form of a strangled cry of pleasure instead. “Your so good Shoto, promise, you make me feel so good, m-my hero” You felt your boyfriends teeth dig into your shoulder with a rough moan at the title, which you knew was one of his sweet spots.
All he ever wanted was to protect you, be strong for you.
He could feel your smile as you pressed your lips behind his ear, causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head. “Fuck- please, tell me you love it when I cum, tell me you love me when I cum- please- just tell me” You could tell the clear signs of his nearing orgasm, the more mumbled his words began to get, the more his eyes fluttered closed when you met his sloppy thrusts with a light grind of your own.
His eyes fluttered tightly shut, and his tongue lolled out past his lips as he rutted his hips up into yours, a glob of drool falling into the crook of your neck and then past your collarbone, and slipping over your nipple before smearing against Shoto’s chest as your nipples grazed his. He let out a shuttered gasp.
Todoroki’s pelvic bone kept grinding into your clit at just the right angle, at the same time his cock began to release long vibrations of cum inside of you. “I love it Sho- you’re so pretty when you cum inside me, so pretty, ‘love you s’much, m-my hero”
Shoto’s nails dug almost painfully into your skin, his eyes filled to the brink with watery tears, despreate pants falling past his lips as he struggled, but refused to stop and let his orgasm slow him down. He was determined to fuck you all the way through your own. “S’for you, s’for you, m-my Y/n, take all of- of m-my cum”
His orgasm triggered your own impending climax, only prolonging your boyfriend’s blissfulness as you tightened around him. Todoroki never pulled out, only clinging even more desperately to your body as he rutted into you. “love you baby, love you, beautiful- oh fuck”
Drips of cum began to coat Todoroki’s lengthy cock in a milky ring of cream, making lewd wet sounds as he continued to fixate on the messy sight between your legs with a dazed, blissed-out smile on his face. His hips finally slowed to a stop, and he met your gaze with a half-lidded expression.
Smiling back down to him, you leaned forward to leave him a loving kiss on the lips, to which he responded with a low grown into your mouth. Pulling away, you responded to his declaration from a few moments ago. “I love you too Sho” You panted, letting your breath catch up with your body, and starting by pulling yourself upwards to slide Todoroki’s creamy cock out of you.
Shoto’s breath hitched at the sight of his cum running down his cock, knowing your cum was mixed in as well only made his fingernails dig into your hips before his tip could fully leave your hot, tight walls. “Wait” He demanded softly, his eyes trained on the delicious sight in front of him.
You paused, your hips hovering over him as you glanced at him questioningly. “Shoto?” You asked quietly, making him finally meet your gaze.
Though you had both already finished, the fire was very much still burning behind his bi-colored gaze. It had you distracted for a minute, making you flinch in surprise and sensitivity when the tip of his finger grazed along your clit. “C-careful Sho, ‘m really sensitive right now”
Todoroki only held your gaze with his same breathless, shy smile, which slowly morphed into a tiny smirk as his fingers bunched up a mixture of your arousal and his cum on his index and middle finger, bringing it up to your lips. “Eat it” It wasn't a question, the hand on your hip pushing you back down onto his slimy, half hard cock, as if to prove his seriousness.
Quietly, obediently, you opened your lips, sticking your tongue out to collect the cum on Shoto’s fingers, slowly wrapping your lips around his digits with a loud inhale from your nose. You watched as your boyfriends eyes nearly closed at the erotic feeling of your tongue, but stayed open just enough to watch the angelic sight in front of him.
You felt his cock twitch inside of you as your tongue swirled around his fingers, cleaning them of the mess the two of you had created together. Todoroki’s mouth fell open with another loud moan, his own hips starting up their movements once again. “Baby” He moaned, shuffling forward until you fell back against the bed underneath you. He pulled his fingers from your mouth, smearing them across your thigh as he pressed your legs up into the mattress.
“Wanna fuck you while your wet, ‘n sticky, ‘n full of my cum” Todoroki’s eyes began to sting as they watered with the burn of overstimulation on his already milked cock, but the sounds of his wet cock squishing inside of you only enticed his movements to increase their pace. Now, he was almost pulling all the way out just to slam back into your cervix. “Gonna fuck you full again- Angel- gonna fuck you so much..”
“Gonna pay you back for how good you make me feel, how loved you make m-me feel” He was rambling now, which meant it wouldn't be long before he came inside of you once again. You wouldn’t stop him though, listening to him talk on and on about how much he loved you would never get old. Infact, you could spend forever listening to him.
Especially when his whispers were right in your ear.
“Forever- forever- never wanna leave you, feels-feels too good, always wanna be inside-” He collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily. That didn't stop his movements, however, only increasing his speed as his arms pulled your body flush against his, his mouth falling into the crook of your neck.
You felt his tongue fall past his lips, desperate to taste even more of your salty, sweaty skin by licking along your collarbone, up the middle of your neck, and all the way to your lips.
“I love you Y/n- ‘s always gonna be you, just for you, I’ll love you forever, Angel- Fuck- let me make you mine again”
Yeah, Shoto Todoroki had found his paradise inside your essence.
Warnings: smut, mutual masturbation, oral f receiving, f reader cheating on Bakugou x pervy Deku. 〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 2.6k
I shouldn't. That’s exactly what ran through Izuku’s mind as his rough, scarred fingers traveled south, deciding to distract himself by staring up at the dark ceiling of his bedroom. What time was it now? If he had to guess, he’d say close to 2 am. I won't. He promised himself he wouldn’t play into this far away dream of his, it only made it harder to look you in the eye. That’s why his fingers played with the hem of his shirt, instead of slipping into the waistband of his shorts like they usually did at this time of night. But fuck, he really wanted too.
It was difficult enough to resist his sexual fantasies about you, but deciding to become roommates with one of his best friends, and childhood crush, only made it that much harder, and he wondered why he put himself in these situations. Oh yeah. That's why.
He could hear them. Your moans through the wall.
The 2 bedroom apartment you two shared had paper thin walls, or it could have been that Deku purposely aligned his bed to be on the same wall as yours. Either way, You had a boyfriend. But still, every thought that ran through his mind was dirty.
If only Kacchan knew of the things Izuku Midoryia thought of at night, there would be nothing stopping the explosive blonde from trying to kill him.
Though Deku could feel his resolve slipping, the further his fingers slipped past the waistband of his shorts, the less he found himself caring. He knew it was wrong, he had absolutely no right to invade your privacy like this, especially just to further fuel his own addiction that was you. But all of those thoughts that had at first been restraining Izuku from taking things further, slowly morphed into guilt as he began to accept the fact that he was simply too deeply in love with you.
Although he knew he’d forever be stuck in the friendzone, he couldn't help feeling blessed to be able to live with you. It made it easier to imagine spending your life together, waking up and having breakfast with you, starting your day just to come home to each other at night. It was only a shame that he could never wake up with you in his bed, but he didn't want to be too greedy. There had to be a line drawn somewhere.
That line was drawn when Katsuki started showing up more often, about a month ago.
Ever since then, the distance between the two of you was slowly, but gradually increasing. Izuku couldn't stand it, it physically hurt him not to see you every day. It pained him to know that the moaning on the other side of the wall wasn't because of him. Sure, Katsuki wasn't here tonight, you had to be touching yourself. But still, he wanted it to be him.
Fuck, he could make you feel so good if you let him.
On the one night Deku did overhear you and Bakugou having sex, he could tell you weren't enjoying yourself. He was sure you didn't like it rough, or at least, that’s what he told himself as he listened to your high pitched whines that night, engraving them into his memory. Given the chance, Izuku would take his very precious time with you while savoring every moment. “Y/n..” His fingertips grazed the wall as he whispered, as his dominant hand fully disappeared into his shorts.
He wondered what you were thinking about. Was there any part of you that ever pictured it to be him with you in those scenarios? Did you think of him when your finger’s ended up not being able to reach to places he could?
“Hff, hmph, mmh” The sounds you made grew a bit louder, and Izuku finally allowed himself the pleasure of wrapping his hand around his cock.
You were trying to be quiet, he could hear your beautiful voice being muffled. Were you biting onto your pillow to conceal your moans? Please don't.. Please, louder, for me.. He always knew you were dirty, there was no way he wasn't crossing your mind right now. Even if all it ended up being trying not to let him hear you, he was still on your mind in this exact moment, and that was enough for Izuku’s cock to throb painfully hard in his pants.
“Fuck, fuck, shit.. Mmph”
Izuku pushed aside every remaining bit of guilt for the moment, and pulled his cock free from its confinements. You were getting close, he had spent too much time belittling himself for invading your privacy, so much so that he had to speed up the movements on his cock to catch up. He let out a low groan, and his bottom lip was caught between his teeth.
His eyes closed, and his head leaned back into the pillows. He felt like he was high on every noise you made, so it didn't take him long to get close enough to his orgasm. Now, all he had to do was wait for you.
Fuck, he’d wait as long as it takes.
The rough hand tugged at the veiny length of his cock, using his index finger to tease the head of his cock and smear precum up and down his shaft. He could picture it, you in your bed just inches away from him, your back arching so beautifully. Izuku wondered what would happen if he accidentally let your name slip from his mouth. It was possible you could hear his moans, after all, he could hear yours.
His hand gripped tighter around his cock, quickening its pace at the thought. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Tonight just had to be full of slip ups, he felt as if his body was completely throwing away its self restraint. “Fuck, Y/n” It was loud too. He didn't mean it, he wasn't supposed to let the intrusive, impulsive, naughty thought win. The second he did, he slapped his free hand over his mouth as tears pricked at the corner of his eyes. Instant regret. You’d probably tell him you're moving out tomorrow now.
“Izuku-” You were cumming.
Midoryia couldn't even begin to believe his ears as he came all over his chest, within seconds from the shockwave your voice had sent through him. The hand at his mouth fell to his side, desperately clutching onto the sheets beneath him for some form of support. “Shit- you- Y/n, you sound so pretty” He was sure if you hadn't heard him before, then you had to have heard him now. “So sexy, Angel”
Izuku’s mind ran rampant with all the possibilities that could have been the reason for you to moan his name, but he found it hard to focus as the floodgates of his emotions were ripped open. Were you thinking of him beforehand? Had you been holding it back and it accidentally slipped out? Did you hear him and then fucking moan for him?
Was it him saying your name that made you cum?
He had to know.
Deku didn't have time to think over his actions, nor did he realize you had suddenly went quiet on the other side of the wall. He was already out of bed, his feet stomping across the floor as he swung his door open. He stood right outside your bedroom door, staring at it while panting for breath as the rest of his face flushed red.
“Y/n” His voice was a cautious, but gravelly whisper. He thickly swallowed down his nerves, and rested his forehead up against the door with a ‘thump’.
It was silent still, forcing Izuku to overthink this entire situation. Did you really say his name? Or had he been so far into his fantasy that he just happened to make it up?
Did he fuck up?
He listened to the soft patter of your feet against the carpet, and he stepped back to see the door swing open in front of him. His breath hitched in his throat, and his eyes slowly widened as he licked his suddenly very dry lips at the irresistible sight. You stood in front of him, your hair messy, your cheeks flushed just as red as his. The only thing stopping Izuku from seeing your naked body was a thin, white sheet that you had bunched around your torso that just covered below your hips.
Neither of you could say a word, Deku couldn't tear his gaze away from you, and you couldn't look him straight in the eyes, choosing to glance at everything but him.
Slowly, experimentally, Izuku stepped forward to see if you would choose to let him into your bedroom or not. His heart was racing so quickly, he wondered if you could hear it or not, because at the moment, it was the only sound that filled his ears.
His mouth ran dry once again as your grip on the door handle tightened, but you stepped to the side, allowing your roommate into your personal space. He closed the door, and turned to look at you. “Y/n..” He began, taking another step forward. Both of you were already sweating, and as Deku lifted his hand to cup your cheek and force you to look at him, the temperature of the room only grew.
“P-please, don't think any less of me” His eyes scanned over your face once more, taking in your shocked expression before closing his eyes and passionately pressing his lips to yours. He knew this was all wrong, Kacchan was in love with you, he had to listen to his friend rant about how he wasn't sure about confessing to you or not. And when he finally did, Deku felt like he was pulling the rug beneath his feet.
He didn't care right now.
It didn't matter when you were in his arms, his mouth pressed into yours.
Midoryia opened his mouth to run his bottom lip against yours, begging for entry as he slowly began to back the two of you up until the back of your knees hit the bed. The sound of wet lips slapping against each other was enough to fill the void of everything left unsaid, because Izuku’s teeth tugging desperately on your bottom lip felt too damn good.
As your back fell into the messy, fluffy comforter underneath you, Deku’s hands landed on your hips, shoving you backwards until your head hit the pillows. He hovered over you the entire time, afraid to detach your lips from his and let you get away. As you reached your destination, your hands reached up to grip at his tousled green locks, gripping onto them tightly to pull his face away from yours.
Izuku let out a small whine of protest as your lips parted with his, but with the way your hand pulled at his hair made everything in his body tell him to listen to you. “Izuku..” Your eyebrows furrowed, and your bottom lip was caught harshly between your teeth. Deku watched your expressions with a dreamy sigh through half-lidded eyes. “Talk to me baby”
He leaned down, ghosting his lips along your jaw before settling a wet, sloppy one right behind your ear. “Tell me what you wanna say, I'll listen” He reveled in the way your eyes closed, and your mouth fell open as if you wanted to respond, but the feeling of his tongue and teeth scraping against your jawline was too distracting. He didn't even realize it when his hand ghosted up your inner thighs, slowly inching the sheet up your legs.
“W-we shouldn't do this- what about- about Katsuki”
Ouch.
Deku closed his eyes, slowly taking a brief inhale as he ceased his attack of sloppy kisses. “Forget about him” He whispered in your ear, nudging his nose against your jawline affectionately. “He won't know, he doesn't ever have to know” He tried his best to sound comforting, gentle, affirming.
Maybe you just needed a little encouragement. He needed to show you what he could make you feel. “I just wanna make you feel so good Angel…” He confessed, his hand slipping underneath the sheet to ghost along your very sticky thighs. “Your already soaking wet for me, so dirty Y/n”
He started his kisses once more, this time they began on your neck, slowly trailing down to your shoulder, then your collarbone. Soft little gasps left your lips, a fresh wave of cold air hitting you with each kiss of his that drifted lower than the last, before his lips ghosted along the sheet that had just barely been able to hide your nipples. “I just want to please you, pretty girl”
“Zu-Izuku but i-i-”
“Shh, baby, let me be your secret sin” His teeth gripped the sheet, just barely tilting his head back enough for it to fall down your sides when he let it go from his mouth. He groaned at the sight of your hard, perky nipples right in front of him. He looked up at you in a fuzzy haze, a small bit of drool falling off his tongue and onto your nipple as he panted from above you.
“Y/n.. please, you have total and complete control of me..” Deku’s eyes travelled from your breasts to the lusted over look in your eyes. He could see how badly you wanted him, and was clear about how much he needed you at this point. He had come this far, to turn back and act like nothing happened now would kill him. “So just, let me show you how good you could have it with me”
You let out a strangled, conflicted whimper in response, your body squirming nervously under your roommate’s intense gaze. “Okay, ‘Zuku- hhnmh-” Midoryia couldn't wait any longer, the second the new nickname fell from your lips, his tongue ran across your nipple that had already been soaked with his spit from simply hovering over you. You let out a gasp as his teeth gently nipped at the bud. “N-no marks, can’t let.. Him see- fuck, Izuku”
Deku’s hand yanked the sheets from your body, completely airing you to the cold. No marks. He knew that, after all, it was his life on the line here. But something about you bringing him up again made him want to clear your head of any other thoughts but him. “Your skin is delicious” You looked embarrassed at his praise, and it only pushed him to go further.
He looked up at you through dark, hooded green eyes as his tongue traced a line down the middle of your stomach. It was beautiful, better than his imagination as he felt you arch your back to press further into his mouth the closer he got to the precious place between your legs. He had yet to break eye contact, taking your legs and hiking them over his shoulders.
His hot breath fanned across your clit, forcing you to bite the inside of your cheek in embarrassment and look away from the man between your thighs. “Hey” You yelped as his sharp teeth gently nipped the skin on your leg. “Don't look away from me, watch what I can do to you” As you met his gaze again, he leaned forward with a devious smile, and flattened his tongue to lick a long stripe up your sopping clit. “What I can do for you”
Deku was more than satisfied to be between your legs, he knew he could die here, and if Kacchan ever did find out, Izuku would still be left with no regrets. His only regret would have been leaving this world without at least getting to taste you.
“ ‘M gonna make you cum all over my face Angel, ‘m gonna make you mine forever”
Yeah, with your legs wrapped around his head, suffocating him as you moaned and arched into his tongue and yanked at his curls like this, Izuku Midoriya would die a happy man.
Warnings: smut, lust quirk/sex pollen, cum eating, male masturbation, brief hallucinations, f reader x lustful Bakugou.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 3.2k
It was already getting late when the small ding announced the arrival of class 1-A’s top three students. The common room was filled with the intoxicating, inviting scent of food. Izuku was the first one to bask in the warmth of the large room that was filled with his friends, who had already completed their work studies for the day. “So sorry we’re late everybody!” He apologized for the group of them, taking off his striped scarf in the process.
Shoto Todoroki was quick to follow him out of the elevator, reaching his hand up in a polite wave. “I'll be back” He dismissed himself, pulling his backpack off his shoulders as he began to walk to his dorm. Probably to put his things away.
For once in his life, Bakugou was the last one out, and the quietest. His eyes were half lidded as he stepped into the common room, glancing around and scanning each face that stared at him curiously as the elevator doors closed behind him. “Tch, what are you all looking at?” He growled defensively, shoving his hands in his pockets.
“You good man? You don't look so hot right now” Kirishima unsurprisingly approached first, setting his hand on his friend's shoulder, which was instantly shrugged off with a disheveled grunt. “Woah man! You're like, 120 degrees!” The redhead pulled his hand away to look at it in surprise, glancing back up at the hot-headed blonde in front of him.
“Knock it off! I'm fine, alright? You don't have to touc- ehh?”
Katsuki instantly went radio silent when he felt another, way more gentler, hand lightly resting on top of his forehead. He looked down, following the outstretched arm in front of him to see your concerned expression. Shit. When did you get here? Let alone so close.. It felt like your hand had wiped his mind blank of any other thoughts but you, the second it came into contact with his skin. He couldn't help letting his eyes flutter close to the wonderful feeling. So soft.
“Your burning up, Katsuki” He blinked his eyes open at your voice, and got a sudden peak at everybody staring at him. Almost instantaneously he was brought back to reality, and pulled himself away from your hand. Damnit. Did everybody see that?
“It's just my quirk, I told you all I’m fine-”
“But what about that quirk you got hit with today, Kacchan-?”
“Shut your mouth dumbass Deku! Ain't no damn quirk gonna get to me like that'' He defended himself strongly. Except, Deku had a point. There was this ache deep in his stomach, and he could feel his throat running dry. Truth was, he was not okay, but right now, he felt weaker then usual. Like hell he’d show anyone that. The only reason fucking Deku even knew about him getting hit, was because he was there as it happened.
As the class grew more and more concerned for their classmate, a short mumbling began to sound throughout the room.
Hit with a quirk?
What quirk did he get hit with?
Is he going to be okay?
Did the teachers say anything?
It was all getting too much, Katsuki already felt like his ears were clogged and his mind was fuzzy, he didn't need all of his senses failing him. But somehow, you didn't bother him at all. Infact, he was finding it hard to pull his gaze from yours.
“Everyone give Bakugou some much needed space! I'm positive that crowding around him is no help!” Iida’s hands waved around, frantically trying to back away the large group of people. Bakugou of course would never voice his appreciation, but now he had enough space to at least breathe.
Then why the fuck did it feel like his lungs were on fire the further you backed away?
He found himself taking a singular step forward after you, but he was just barely able to hold himself back from gripping your hand and pulling you back into his chest. No, you’d probably be freaked out and be uncomfortable if he suddenly started showing you so much affection, especially in public. “Hey look how quiet he is! Did he get hit with a silencing quirk, Midoryia?” Denki’s cheerful voice rang in his ear
Everyone’s voices sounded like they were underwater.. What the fuck kind of quirk was this?
“Hey, Katsuki”
Shit, Everyone's voice but yours. Yeah, it wasn't hard to figure out what type of quirk he was hit with now. He assumed it wouldn't take anybody else long to guess either.
While Bakugou would never outright admit to anybody, even himself, that he needed help, or was even remotely scared of what was to come. He had to admit, with how fuzzy everything else was around him, he felt so safe standing infront of you, because you didn’t make him nauseous, your voice was loud and clear too. Safe.
You were safety.
“Do you want me to walk with you to Recovery Girl?” Your words were clear as day, as everyone else’s voice continued to fade into the background as they pondered over his condition. He could listen to you forever like this if you’d let him. “N-no” He cleared his throat, straightening his stance. “No, Its just a stupid ass headache quirk” He lied through his teeth.
You stepped closer, and suddenly your scent filled his nostrils and overtook any other smell in the room. He felt like he was only getting more drunk off your spell, and suddenly he wasn't sure if you were a cure to his situation, or only making it into a curse. “I get migraines a lot, so I'm sorry to hear that” You provided him with a warm smile, and he found himself dizzy once again.
“Yeah..” He wasn't usually so quiet, but he’d rather keep his mouth shut then suddenly pour out a confession to how you were just so attractive to him. He literally wanted to eat you.
His eyes widened at the realization of how the longer you stood before him, the more difficult it became to hide his quickly growing erection.
“I need to get out of here” He admitted quietly, staring down at the floor and creasing his eyebrows. “The lights, the sounds. It’s too much.” Luckily everyone else had their attention turned elsewhere for the time being, and something about talking to just you was so comforting right now. Because while Katsuki had been hiding the true reason he was currently out of it, he really was feeling overwhelmed with his surroundings.
“I understand, I won't let anyone bother you, now go rest” You gently put your hand on his chest to nudge him in the direction of the boy’s dorm hallway. Bad mistake.
Katsuki let out a quiet, strangled moan the second he felt your small fingers on his abs through the thin material of his t-shirt. His face flushed even more red, and his piercing gaze slowly widened as you looked up at him with a tiny, embarrassed blush adorning your cheeks. “S-sorry” You stuttered, quickly pulling your hand away.
Bakugou couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed, especially with how cute you looked while blushing. Did he do that? Without knowing it, you had unintentionally lit a fire inside of him and it was quickly engulfing his whole body. His breathing was growing heavier. He leaned forward without thinking, and for a moment you thought he was going to kiss you, until his lips grazed the top of your ear. You were completely and utterly frozen on the spot.
“You'll take care of me, won't you?” He whispered, swallowing thickly.
“W-what?” You uttered back in a shy, quiet voice.
“Just.. check on me later” He wasn't sure of many things, but he did make sure you were the only one listening to him. He had to. He only trusted you right now.
You blinked in confusion, but responded with only a flustered nod in response. “O-of course” You agreed, causing Katsuki to pull back from you. He stared at the ground, his sweaty palms balling into fists at his sides. You couldn't see his facial expression as he turned around and left down the large hallway, but you could tell his stance was stiff, and rigid.
“Y/n! Where’s Kacchan going?”
You turned around to look at Deku, and shook your head to clear yourself from your blushing state. “He, um, has a headache. He said he wants to be alone” You informed the freckled boy quietly, still confused about what the hell had just happened.
With one last glance at Katsuki’s retreating form, you joined your friends for dinner.
Down the hall:
Bakugou slammed his dorm door shut behind him, keeping the light flicked off as the back of his head slumped against the door. His breathing was labored, turning into quick pants as his fingers gripped tightly at his shirt. Hot. Hot. Hot.
He needed his clothes off.
The smell of burning fabric filled the room, little explosions ripped from the palm of his hands as he tore his shirt from his body. “Fuck, Y/n.. She.. You- fuck” He could feel the sweat pouring down his body as he shoved his sweatpants and boxers down just past his hips. He couldn't imagine how he had the willpower to not end up kissing you last minute, instead aiming to whisper in your ear. Thank god too. If his lips had landed on yours at that moment, everybody would have seen him dragging you back to his dorm, which wouldn't have been good for either of you.
He’d be damned if anybody caught him in such a weak moment. Anybody but you. Fuck, he wanted you here with him so bad. You’d make such pretty noises for him. He knew it. He knew that the only thing that could soothe the fire in his loins was you, and he wanted so badly to just indulge himself. But he could barely crawl over to his bed, just able to pull himself on top of the covers, but not under them. His body was overheating anyway, Infact, he didn't even realize when he took his sweatpants off, all he knew was they came off along the way to his bed.
“God- I need Y/n.. I need you” He felt pathetic, begging to you even though you weren't even fucking here. His hand slipped into his black boxer briefs, gripping tightly onto his cock. His eyes closed, and he hissed as his hand came into contact with his sensitive cock. It burned, and his instincts told him you were the only medicine.
He was a bit scared, because not only had he decided against telling his mentors about being hit with some random quirk, but he couldn't help feeling like he was dying without you. His fingers gripped tightly at his cock, and he roughly began to tug at himself. His panting was so quick, he couldn't actually tell if the air was reaching his lungs. It must have been, because somehow he was still able to speak, even if it was in breathy, long drawn out moans.
He tried his best to imagine it was you that wrapped your fingers around his cock. But they weren't, his hands were rough, and calloused, not small and soft like yours would have been. “God, betcha could barely fit your hand around my cock” He chuckled evilly to himself and the empty room around him, his laugh only ending in a loud moan as he felt his body tense up.
He didn't even know it was coming, he couldn't tell that his orgasm had wrecked through his body until his hot, creamy cum had sprayed all over his tightening stomach muscles. The only noise that he managed to squeak out was your name. “Y/n, Y/n, Y/n, Y/n, Y/n.. Y/n”
“So pretty, so beautiful, hah- ‘specially, especially on my- my cock, fuck”
He stared at the cum across his rising and falling chest, Katsuki’s hand trailed up his stomach, wetting the tip of his index finger in his own cum. If you were here, he'd shove his cum-covered fingers down your throat, then make you lick up every last drop across his toned chest.
How fucking disgusting.
Bakugou brought his finger up to his mouth, his face creasing at the salty taste of his own cum on his tongue. Yeah. He thought. You would fucking adore his cum. He’d make you worship it.
It would be so easy to lean over and grab his phone. Your contact was always the first one to pop up, mainly because you were the only one he didn't mind texting. It would be so easy to call you, tell you how much he needed to have your body underneath him. He could dominate you so easily, make you remember nothing but his name and how it felt to have his cock slammed repeatedly inside of you.
“Ahh- ah- shit-!”
He came again. He hadn't even touched himself since his last orgasm.
Unfortunately, Katsuki wasn't sure how long he had spent getting off to just the idea of your presence, even going as far as to hallucinate your whispered moans in his ear, but the moon and stars were now fully out, and currently the only light source in his room. Damn. He thought. He knew better then to let some dumb quirk from some random ass, back alley, wanna-be villain get the best of him. But this quirk graced him with your moans, for him.
They were not real though.
“Katsuki, Katsuki- Please, you make me feel so good”
Fuck it. They were real enough.
“Fuck! You sound so pretty baby, so good for me” He responded to an empty room. He knew deep down it wasn't real, but it was the closest he could get for the time being. Plus, if the hallucinations sounded this real, he was more than happy to indulge in them, especially if they provided more than enough masturbation material for his painfully hard erection.
“-Suki, Suki- Please-” You sounded so good.
One day. He’d make you moan for him like this one day.
Then, his whole body broke into a cold sweat in absolute shock.
“Katsuki- Are you awake?” There it was, three quiet, shy knocks at his door.
His swollen cock pulsated in his tightening grip, throwing him into his fourth, or sixth orgasm as you, the real you, called to him on the other side of his door. Fuck- fuck- fuck-
“Fuck” His teeth chomped down onto his tongue in a panic to conceal your name slipping past his lips, hard enough to cue the irony taste of blood in his mouth. Even if it wasn't technically a moan, just your real voice saying his name was like a flood stream of euphoria straight to his groin.
“Everybody’s in their dorm’s for the night, but I didn't see you come out for dinner..” Your voice was so alluring, he needed to have more.
So, with what little decency and self respect he had left, he wrapped his sheets around his naked waist and rolled off the bed. His legs didn't feel weak, but he did feel too dizzy to stand up. Slowly, he crawled on all fours towards the large door to his room.
“Are you okay? Bakugou? You told me to check on you and- I'm sorta getting worried-”
“Y/n” He cut you off. “Open the door, come to me”
Even through the door, you could tell his demand was urgent, quickly, your hand wrapped around the knob and turned it open. He had been acting so insanely different after he returned, and you were just so worried for him. The room was dark when you entered, at first, you couldn't tell where Katsuki even was, until you felt it, causing you to look down.
Bakugou Katsuki was on his knees in front of you, his lower half just barely covered by white see-through sheets tousled around his waist, and his pleading red gaze looking up at you.
He wanted to hold back, he didn't want to scare you away by throwing himself onto you, but his body had a mind of its own as his hand reached up and gripped your thigh, he leaned forward to press his cheek into your thigh, looking up at you with flushed red cheeks. You were actually here. His hands were on your skin. He wasn't hallucinating anymore, the voices long forgotten in his head.
“Fuck, I can breathe again” His nose nuzzled deeper between your thighs, his hot breath panting between your legs.
You couldn't believe the sight infront of you, and while your mouth opened to ask your friend what the fuck was going on with him, the only sound that came out of your mouth was a small gasp, as you felt Bakugou’s hot tongue drag all the way up the inner part of your thigh. “Ka-Kacchan-”
The man beneath you shook at the sound of his childhood nickname, his nails digging desperately into the meaty part of your thighs. Though his movements halted, his labored, heavy breathing increased. “You just want me to fuck you, dont’cha, callin’ me that” You could feel his mouth turn into a smirk against your thigh, which was quickly hidden by him pressing long kisses into your skin. Your eyes widened in surprise. “What are you doing Katsuki-”
Your fingers reached down to grip onto the locks of his spiky blonde hair, gently tugging it backwards to get him to face you. Apparently, you only made it worse, because your movements were met with a long moan, and Katsuki’s hand travelling further up your skirt. “Fuck- yes, do it again” He responded, his free hand snaking around your legs to pull your body closer to his.
His mouth was so damn close.
“W-what again?” Deciding to feign innocence until you could at least get an idea of how to react to such a situation, you tried to buy yourself some time. Though, Katsuki was quick to yank you back to reality with him, to him.
“Pull my hair, common, do it, pull it hard” He grunted, his hand which was itching to ride up your skirt suddenly changed course, grabbing your hand and bringing it to his head to intertwine your fingers in his hair. When your fingers gently laced into his blonde locks, he groaned into the skin between your thighs.
“Harder, common, c'mon Y/n, you said you were gonna take care of me” He quoted your promise from earlier, his voice ending in a whine. His grip on your thigh tightened as he pulled you down onto his lap. Now with both of you on the floor, your knees resting on the strained sheets between you, the only thing separating you from Bakugou’s hard, throbbing cock. Not to mention, the overwhelming sticky scent of cum all over him.
Katsuki didn't beg for anybody. Not even you. He wasn't exactly asking for your permission.
“I'll stop” He panted, pressing his forehead against yours. His lips were so close to yours, and he had to close his eyes to resist the meaningful temptation. “J-just slap me across the face or something and leave. I'll lock myself away forever” His nose nuzzled yours in a silent promise, his mouth falling open to taste your hot breath in his mouth. The hand he was using to prop you up in his lap gripped tighter around your waist, pulling you flush against him and onto his hard cock through the sheets.
“Slap you? B-but wouldn’t you like that right now?” Your voice responded with a quiet shutter. By now, you had figured out Bakugou wasn't under the effects of some migraine quirk like he had told you. From what you could piece together, your friend truly was in pain without you.
“F-fuck, don't tease me right now, ill cum all over you” Katsuki admitted sheepishly, grinding his hips into yours harshly. His eyes bored straight into yours, and in the heat of the moment, neither of you could think of the effect this would have on your friendship.
All Bakugou knew was the only person he wanted to help him with this was you.
And now, he had you perched all pretty-like in his lap, right on top of his throbbing hard cock. When Bakugou Katsuki saw an opportunity, he always took it. “Kiss me, right fucking now”
Warnings: smut, cockwarming, edging, smudge of angst, mentions of Bakugou, f reader x jealous Todoroki.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 2.4k
It wasn't fair. This wasn't at all fair, and it wasn't your fault either. At least you didn't think you did anything wrong. You didn't expect for your usually soft-spoken, gentle boyfriend to be so upset with you the second you walked into your dorm. He was unusually quiet, more so than normal. When you had sat down next to him on the bed, you lay a gentle hand on his shoulder with a concerned frown. “Sho? Are you alright?” His eyes were covered from his bangs, the hand you placed on his shoulder coming up to gently scoop them out of his eyes, only then did he look up at you.
“No. Not really” He admitted coldly, his eyebrows furrowing as his hand found its place on your calf, his warm fingers slowly trailing down to grip your ankle. To be honest, you should have seen it coming when he yanked your leg, pulling you over into his lap. To say the sudden position flustered you was a bit of an understatement, but you were still concerned about your boyfriends sour expression. And you had yet to get an explanation. “What's wrong? Tell me?”
You squirmed to get more comfortable in his lap, your hands now settled on his shoulders. Shoto sighed, as if in disappointment, and his own fingers curled around your waist, gently but firmly grasping your hips. “How do you not know, darling?” His voice was quiet, but stern as one hot, one cold hand slowly drifted downwards, slipping under your skirt and tracing the line of your lace panties.
As much as you tried to focus on what you could have done to emit such a reaction from your boyfriend, it was clear to you now that his intentions were not so innocent. “After all, it’s all your fault.” He admitted, though his eyes weren't looking at you as he leaned up against the pillows on the bed. He was watching as his hand drifted to the front of your skirt, flipping it up over your hips. A small, content sigh fell past his lips and his eyebrows furrowed as he got a good look at the cute lace adorning your skin. You were just so pretty.
“Let me” His whispered, his fingers already curling to pull your panties to the side. Todoroki couldn't help but bite the inside of his cheek to conceal the groan bubbling in his chest at the sight of your bare cunt leaving a wet spot on his sweatpants.
You let out a shaky breath, gripping his shoulders tighter as the hands on your hips began to rock your waist against his. You released a quiet moan as you felt the pressure of his hard cock through his pants, leaning forward, you rested your chin against his shoulder. “What did I do? Sho-” His name leaving your mouth ended in a moan as you ground your hips into his, desperately seeking more friction.
Too bad his hands tightened around your waist to pause your movements, as if you had suddenly reminded him of how angry he was supposed to be at you.
“I should punish you” He responded, completely ignoring your question. You almost weren't sure if he had heard you correctly, but the fingernails digging into your waist said otherwise. Well, you definitely heard him, and his uncharacteristically demanding tone set every part of your body ablaze. Before you were given the time to respond, he flipped you around in his lap, cherishing the small ‘oomph-’ that left your lips in the process.
“P-punish me?”
Luckily, now that you were not facing him, he could give the faintest hint of a smile behind his smirking.
“Don't be afraid honey, I could never be mean to you” Although his tone was laced with kindness and warmth, underlying his voice was a condescending double standard, one that sent a shiver up your spine as he pulled your back flush against his chest. “Up” His hot breath fanned across the back of your neck, making the rest of your body rise with goosebumps.
You lifted your hips, and he tauntingly pulled your panties down your legs, teasingly tracing them across your skin to bring them back up. “Good girl” You could hear the smile in his voice as he purred, making your cheeks redder then they already were. He set his hands back down on your hips. “Oh. though, you haven't been very good today I suppose”
You squirmed in his lap, frowning at the reminder that there's something you did to deserve this. Even more now, did you want to find out. You had never seen Shoto like this before, so teasing. He was always such a giver when it came to sexual activities. “I’m sorry Sho, whatever I did I'm sorry” Your voice was already running out of breath. How pathetic.
“Oh? And what exactly did you do, Y/n? Do you even know?” As you shifted your hips once more, Todoroki's hand slipped between the two of you, his fingers tightly gripping his sweatpants and boxers and pulling them down enough for his hard cock to slap between your plush thighs. Your breath hitched at the feeling of his naked skin against your own, even if both of you were still technically still clothed. “I don't.. Please, tell me” You asked quietly.
Todoroki hummed, his fingers unbuttoning the shirt of your school uniform expertly as he pondered his response. “No. Figure it out yourself” He demanded, pulling your shirt down your sides and tossing it across the room. You frowned, biting your tongue as your face creased thoughtfully, distractedly.
You could barely even remember what you did today, with how his warm hand inched closer to your clit like that.
“This isn’t fair” You protested, gripping onto the arm he had circled around your waist to keep your backside flush with his chest. You leaned your head onto his shoulder, getting the perfect view of his jawline. “I think it's fair” He responded, his fingers reaching between the two of you, gripping onto his cock to align the tip with your clit.
You could feel the tip of Shoto’s hard cock pulsing against your clit, and the way you instinctively ground your hips against his made the rest of his cock wet with your juices. Your boyfriend could act tough all he wanted, but the way his eyes were fixated on the sight between you and the small gasp that left his lips were telltale signs of how much he was truly enjoying his time teasing you.
Apparently you had been caught staring, because you were met with heterochromia eyes and flushed cheeks looking right back at you. The teasing smile that graced his lips made you want to get on your knees thank whatever god put you in this position. “Enjoying yourself?” He whispered, tilting his head forward to press his lips against yours, pulling away just enough to give you room to respond. “Yes” You admitted quietly, pressing your lips to his.
His lips were so soft, and his tongue grazed your bottom lip. As soon as you opened your mouth to give him entry, he pulled away and pressed his forehead to yours with a suddenly serious, stern, cold glare. “You shouldn't be” The arm he tightened around your waist lifted your hips, suddenly aligning his cock and swiftly piercing himself into you. Both of you let out a gasp of ecstasy, Todoroki’s hands tightening on your hips.
“A-Ah, Sho- Shoto- ohh” Your eyelids fluttered shut, and your nails dug into the milky skin of his thighs beneath you in an attempt to ground yourself. Only he could make you feel so lightheaded and cloudy so quickly. His hot panting on the back of your neck caused a ripple to shudder through your body, your back slightly arching off his chest. He was quick to ground you, pulling you back against him before you could move. “No, stay, baby” He demanded softly against the crook of your neck.
Your insides felt like something Shoto Todoroki would never be able to experience with anybody but you. Nobody could light a flame inside his stomach like you did, you provided a warmth that he never had growing up, and one he would never find with his friends, despite how he appreciated them. They still weren't you.
“M-move Shoto, please” You quiet begs were met with nothing but silence. You pressed your back further into his chest, tilting your head to nuzzle at his jawline. Delicately placing kisses wherever you see fit. Todoroki had his eyes closed, but the labored breaths and the redness of his cheeks were enough to convey his emotions. “Please, please, fuck me already Sho”
Finally, he provided a response. “Fucking is a reward, and you haven't been good”
You fucked up. Whatever you did, it was a fuck up.
You could do no harm in Shoto Todoroki’s eyes, your classmates claimed you could run away with the league of villains and he would still be waiting on his knees for you to come back with open arms.
But he had never used this as a punishment, nor had fucking ever been a reward before. He was always soft when making love with you.
Your kisses slowly ceased, releasing shaky, uneven breaths against the underside of his jaw. That, mixed with the warmness of being nestled deep inside of your cunt, was almost enough for him to cum if he basked in it long enough. Though, he knew he’d be able to hold off. After all, he still couldn't get the picture of you with him out of his goddamn head.
“T-Todo, but I want you to..” Your words trailed off with a needy whine as your lover placed warm kisses along your cheek, then one more on your lips.
“Tell me what you did wrong, then you can apologize for it”
Fuck. Your eyes darted around the room, trying to catch a glimpse of something to jog your memory. Then, your eyes landed on the orange notebook sitting on your desk.
Bakugou. He was jealous of your study session with Katsuki Bakugou.
“You.. mean, Bakugou-”
“Bakugou?” Todoroki’s voice was laced with stone cold venom. His fingernails creased crescent shaped marks into your skin, causing you to grit your teeth and look up at him with wide eyes. “Don't you mean your precious friend Kacchan?” He practically growled in your ear, and you could feel the heat of his left hand rising as it pressed into your hip, your body freezing cold on the other side from his tight grip.
Oh. You DID call Bakugou by his childhood nickname.
You opened your mouth to reply and explain yourself, tell him that you did that to mock the nickname, but your voice was at a loss and suddenly failing you. You didn't need to speak though, because Shoto quickly filled the quietness by growling into your ear once more. “Your lucky I don't bend you over the bed and really punish you, since you want to be such a brat”
He meant it, you could hear it in the coldness of his voice.
He leaned back, shoving you to sit upright in his lap and lying down on his back against the plush comforter. His hands gripped the base of your hips, and you leaned forward, gripping Todoroki’s pale, soft thighs for support. “Don't you have anything to say? Don't you want to apologize to me?”
His words fell on deaf ears as he finally, finally fucking rolled his hips into yours with a long, meaningful thrust. “Oh-oh fuck- just like that Sho” You leaned your head back, giving into a beautiful arch as Todoroki groaned at the feeling of you tightening around him.
“Oh? Mmph- You mean like this?”
He gave another hard, sensual thrust that kissed your cervix, making your legs feel like jello on each side of his hips. It was magical, the way his cock brushed against the walls of your insides with each savored stroke.
“Turn around baby, look at me” You scrambled to do as you were told, to make sure you were good for him. You adjusted yourself in his lap, sinking back down onto his cock as he propped both his knees up behind you for leverage. He had unbuttoned his shirt at some point, giving you access to his toned chest underneath your fingertips.
Slowly, you began to grind your hips into his, relishing in the surprised facial expression that flew across his face at the sudden movement. “Shoo, I want you, so bad” Your eyes were watery as you pleaded with him, your desperate cunt needily sucking his cock into your plush walls. Though his tightening hold refrained anymore of your movements.
“Say it Y/n” His tone was desperate, and his eyes were quick to portray how much he actually needed your reassurance. “Tell me your sorry. That he can't love you like I do” His eyes were half-lidded, glossy as they stared up at you.
Your heart sliced in half at making Todoroki feel even comparable to your explosive classmate, and you leaned forward to hover over him. As if it was instinct, his hands rested along the curve of your ass, one reaching down to brush his fingertips across your clit, ghosting over the spot where his cock was currently impaling you. “Never, never Sho, he’ll never even be able to compete, I swear.” You admitted, peppering needy kisses along his jawline.
“I'm sorry Shoto, I'm so sorry I made you feel that way baby” You could tell he was soaking up every word, his eyes fluttering open to look up at you every time you finished your sentence, watching you in hopes that you'd only speak more. “I love you so much, so much Sho” You leaned your forehead against his, your eyes glimmering as your lips ghosted over his. “Please forgive me Shoto, he can’t love me, can’t fuck me like you can, just please”
“Yeah, he can't” Hearing you beg for his forgiveness must have been his breaking point, because his hips lifted up off the bed just enough to move himself inside of you, a small moan falling past his swollen lips. “I love you baby” He responded, his arms coming up to circle around your waist, in the process giving him the best angle to pull his cock out, only to thrust it back into your hot mess.
Just when you thought your night had finally begun, Todoroki had to pause just one more time, and whisper one more dirty little command in your ear.
“Oh, and I may be fucking you now” His words were slightly muffled as his teeth nibbled along your bottom lip.
Warnings: smut, handjob, begging, praise, f bodied reader x needy Todoroki.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 1.4k
Shoto Todoroki wasn't sure how someone like him could end up in a situation like this. He tried so desperately to pinpoint the events that led up to this moment, but there was absolutely no way he'd ever be able to focus in this position. He could feel your breasts behind him, like soft pillows that gave him the perfect angle to get a peak at your beautiful face if he tilted his head up just enough. Your delicious thighs pressed onto his sides as he lied between them, and the soft, supple smell of your vanilla lotion mixed with your strawberry shampoo completely eradicated any of his remaining senses.
“Are you ready, Sho?” Your voice was like a soft angelic whisper in his ear, and he could have sworn you were a siren at this point. Perhaps a succubus by the way your hand daintily dragged between the edges of his t-shirt and the line of his sweatpants. It made his cock throb even more in his pants, and he was afraid soon you'd be able to see his precum leak through his sweats.
“Shoto? Did you change your mind?” Although your voice was more than comforting and accepting, the way your hand slowly retreated from him made a small, panicked gasp leave him. “No! No- I mean, I still want to” His hand shook with nerves as it rested on top of yours to prevent you from pulling away, instead, your fingertips dancing across his lower stomach and under his shirt. “I want you to, it's just..” He tilted his head again, meeting your encouraging gaze.
God you were so pretty, especially when you looked at him with such kind eyes. He knew he wanted this, he's only fantasized about being between your legs on multiple occasions, stroking his cock in his dorm late at night by himself after returning from watching movies with you all night long. “I don't want to disappoint you” He admitted quietly. Still being a newcomer to sexual activities himself, there was nobody he trusted more then you, his best friend.
But he couldn't help feeling insanely a bit shy underneath your gaze..
Your eyes widened in surprise, as you leaned down to place your chin onto his shoulder. You had to be certain he’d hear you, so you got in close to whisper in his ear. “You could never do that Shoto, especially not ever sexually. I've always admired you, you did know that, didn't you?”
Todoroki’s eyes fluttered shut, and his breathing quickened as your fingers slipped into the waistline of his joggers, pushing past his briefs at the same time. So close. Your fingers were so close to his cock.. It was difficult to focus, but he managed a small shake of his head in response. Did you truly look up to him? Was he that special to you?
“But I do, Shoto. You're so strong, and so intuitive. Nobody knows me like you do, you're my best friend” Your whispered praises were so angelic in his ear that it caused a shudder to run down his spine. At the same moment, your hands wrapped around his cock and he had to grip your knees, which were bent at each of his sides, for support. Instantly his eyes flew open, and he tilted his head to look over at you to gauge your reaction to touching him for the first time ever.
You had a blush over your cheeks, and your eyes looked at him as if he held the answers to everything you wanted to know. “Y-Y/n” He muttered, his eyes fluttering back shut as he finally, finally, felt your hand wrap around his cock. He felt like he had run 4 miles by the time your fingers began to wrap around him under his sweatpants. Todoroki leaned his head back, his soft, silky hair tickling the underside of your jaw. You reached down with your free hand, and gently pushed his pants and briefs down just enough for his cock to be released from its confines.
He let out a choked moan, his eyes squeezing shut in embarrassment. As if his cheeks were not already flushed red and his cock wasn't already rock hard and oozing precum. “Y/n, Y/n, please, please” He wasn't sure what he was asking for, you were already touching him and he felt guilty for being so greedy, especially with how he had to resist thrusting his hips up into your hand. “Yes, Sho?” You answered, your hand movements gradually beginning to speed up.
“Y/n- I cant- I don't know if I can-'' He wasn't sure where his sentence was going, so he opted out for realizing the built up groan in his throat instead. Your soft hands seemed like they were coaxing words he didn't even mean to say from his lips. But even he couldn't resist your name tumbling past his mouth once more. “Y/n, mmph” How could he hold back when your fingers worked the tip of his cock so expertly?
“You really like saying my name huh?” His eyes opened just enough so he could study your face as a small giggle fell past your lips. It made his own creased eyebrows lift in pleasure, not only from the tension quickly building in his stomach, but from the soft whisper of your tone. God, how was he ever supposed to go back to life as normal after this? “Do you want me to stop?” Your voice was slightly teasing, and as if you could push it even further, your fingers began to slow.
“Wait! No- no please, keep going, please keep going” His hands reached up to tightly grip onto each of your thighs, his nails digging into your skin and leaving small crescent shaped marks on your skin. His hips barely lifted off the bed, thrusting into your hand as if to make up for the speed you had taken away. “Don't stop, i don't want you to stop” His moan echoed around his dorm walls, though he couldn't find himself to care as your hand movements sped up once more.
“Okay I won't Shoto, I'll keep makin’ you feel good m’kay?”
“I've wanted this for so long, I've thought about you so much” He began to ramble in a mumbled tone, his eyesight drifting from your hand around his cock to look up at you, and when he was met with the sight of your flushed cheeks and your bottom lip caught between your teeth, he dared not to blink and miss it. “Your all I think about, all of my thoughts about you are improper” His confession caused his thrusts to speed up into your hand, his fingertips squeezing even tighter around your thighs, which clenched at his sides for some form of relief for yourself.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck” Shoto wasn't usually one to cuss unless something had truly angered him, but today seemed like a whole lot of firsts. “You're so pretty, Shoto. So pretty” God what were you trying to do to him? He was already melting in your hold, he thought for sure he would black out if he tried to stand up. But you couldn't help it, the way his head leaned back onto your shoulder gave you the perfect angle to kiss and nibble along his neck and shoulders.
“I'm going to cum, I'm gonna cum, Y/n I- cum” He repeated in a whispered mantra of moans. Your praises were too much for him, and his eyes never left your face. Your non-dominant hand reached up to pull his t-shirt along his stomach, your nails grazing along his abs in the process. That was pretty much all it took for his cock to begin throbbing uncontrollably in your hand, long spurts of creamy, hot cum shooting all across his half naked chest.
“Too much. It's too much, feels too good” His whines were so adorable, his body flinching slightly at the sensitivity of your hand smearing his cum along the base of his cock. When your movements finally slowed to a stop, Todoroki’s eyes were closed and his lungs were panting for air to catch up with his lungs. He felt dizzy, he felt like he'd never return from the clouds that you had just so happened to toss him into. But yet the sweet feeling of your lips pressing feathery kisses on his jawline provided him enough support to be coaxed back to reality.
“Y/n” He whispered, tilting his head to press further into your lips against his cheek.
Warnings: smut, begging, fingering, orgasm denial, sub f bodied reader x Levi Ackerman.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 1k
Beggars can't be choosers.
Levi taught you that. You didn't exactly consider yourself someone to beg, in the world that you and your fellow soldiers lived in, begging didn't really make a difference for many things anyway. Although when you and your friends had been assigned to the Levi squad, your captain made sure that begging became a constant in your life. At times you wondered why, until you finally realized, Levi just loved seeing you need him as much as he would never admit that he needed you.
His room was dark, the only light coming from the moon and a dimly lit lantern on the bedside table next to his perfectly made bed. Though, he fully expected and planned for the sheets to be on the floor by the time your night together was over.
“I'm not going to touch you unless you beg” Levi was still fully clothed, leaning onto the mattress from the foot of the bed where you lay completely naked besides your panties in front of him. He made sure to remind you that tonight, you weren't allowed to touch him. He wanted you to focus on only what he could do to you, to solidify it into your brain and engrave it into your body that he was the only one that could make you feel that way.
Maybe it was to boost his own ego, or maybe it was him overcompensating for his own insecurities of you being able to find someone better than him. He decided not to dwell on it too long, he already knew the answer.
“B-but captain, what if there's still people awake? They’ll hear-” Your words were cut short with a small gasp as his fingers pulled back on your panty line, only to let go and snap it against your skin. “It's almost like that's the whole point, cadet” He retorted quietly, his gaze traveling up and down your body.
“Levi.. Please, please don't make me beg” Your voice was filled with shame at the thought of others overhearing your moans and desperation. It wasn't that you were ashamed to be with him, but you two were definitely not the most PDA exclusive couple out there. “Tch, that's the wrong type of begging, brat”
Levi sighed, and slowly let his hand drift to the cover of your panties, which were already wet from his feathery touches. “Common Y/n, you know how badly I want to hear it” His voice was just above a whisper, and he refused to look you in the eyes. Your glare peered up at him in surprise for a few moments, because this was one of the first times you'd ever heard his version of begging for you.
It was hard to think for too long when his fingers ghosted along your clit, gently pressing down on your panties from above. “Levi please” His free hand traveled to your ankle, hiking your leg over his shoulder. Instinctively, you wrapped the other one around his waist to pull him closer. He allowed you, but you were met with a stern gaze, and much to your distaste, he pulled his hand away from your clothed clit.
Instead, he brought his flat palm down to smack across the thigh you had wrapped around his waist. Your back arched into the bed with a slightly pained gasp. “I said no touching” He hissed in a darker tone, his eyes hidden behind his dark locks of hair as he gently rubbed over the quickly forming hand print. “Now beg. Unless you want me to leave you here” He pulled his soothing hand away from your leg as if to prove his point.
“No! Levi, Levi please just, touch me already, do anything you want to me, please” Your whispered voice shook with need, and your lover let his hand trail higher up your thigh. Once again, his fingers drifted between your legs, this time slipping past your panty line.
“That's it” He praised quietly, his fingers slipping between your folds and instantly finding your clit. He slowly pushed his index finger down to your wet pussy, just barely slipping inside of you only to gather enough of your wetness and slip back out to smear it across your clit. “Keep talking, or else I'll stop” Gently, lazily, he began to turn his finger in small circles.
“No, don't stop! Please keep touching me, i love it when you touch me” You let your head fall back into the mattress, your jaw falling slack at the same time as a small moan slipped past your lips. Every sound you made was like music to his ears. “Ooooh, fuck Levi, please.. More” He couldn't resist your pleas, so he began to quicken his movements, his middle finger travelling down to slip inside your sopping cunt.
“Like that, honey?” He leaned forward to hide his blush in your hair as he propped himself above you with his free arm, his hot breath falling against your neck as he peppered kisses along your jawline. “Yes, yes like that, thank you Levi, fuck” Your hair was freshly washed, silky clean, your scent could drown him for days. God you smelled so good.
“Yeah, your welcome darling” He sped up his movements, and he smiled into your neck as he felt your hips grinding against his hand. “Are you close already? I can tell” He taunted, speeding up his movements. He propped himself up on his free hand, leaning over to look at your facial expressions as your head leaned back into the mattress.
“‘M close, ‘m so gonna cum, Leviii, fuck, I'm gon-” Your eyes widened in surprise as you felt as if everything came crashing down, and not in the way you had hoped. The high you were so close to reaching was pulled from you within seconds, along with Levi’s fingers. Your eyes met his steely grey ones in shock, and horror. “You can finish if you beg” he whispered.
“W-why did you- i was about to-”
“You want to cum, cadet?” You nodded quickly, desperately.
“Then beg”
Warnings: smut, light spanking, heavy degradation, sub f bodied reader x Bakugou.〤 Minors DNI
Word count: 1.7k
Katsuki didn't like sharing. He made it very clear, the things that were his were not to be touched. Now, this didn't mean he wasn't good at hiding things. Nobody could have known that you and the great Bakugou Katsuki had been fucking behind everyone's back. So while he couldn't exactly show you off, he had other ways to make sure you'd always come back to him.
So you should have known better then to start hanging around that fucking nerd.
You should have known he would have found out, how Izuku Midoryia would walk into the common room absolutely swooning about the wonderful chat you two had together in the elevator just moments before. You had been on your way to class, and happened to pass each other on the way out.
It was harmless, really. Izuku was a good friend to you.
Bakugou had to teach you a lesson. That was why he waited outside for your class to finish, before wordlessly grabbing your hand and pulling you down the hallway that was packed with students. You tried multiple times to avoid eye contact with anyone else, Katsuki was literally holding your hand for the first time in public. Plus, it only added to the suspicion when he yanked open the nearest janitor closet, pulling you inside and slamming it shut. He clicked the lock into place.
“So are you going to explain, Bakugou? You do realize everyone just saw that right?” Your voice was irritated, and you crossed your arms over your chest. Clearly, you weren't happy. That didn't matter to him though, he wasn't here to make you happy right now. “Don't talk” He said, taking a step forward to grab your backpack, pushing it past your shoulders and onto the floor. “Excuse me? What do you think-”
His face instantly turned into a scowl, and his hand came up to grip tightly onto your jaw, the pads of his fingers and the tips of his nails digging into your cheeks. “Shut your mouth before I fucking shut it for you” He growled, leaning close to your face to make sure you could hear him clear enough. “You think your so fucking hot, hiding away in an elevator with that fucking idiot. You wanted to make me jealous? That why? Fucking brat” The closet was dark, but his piercing red eyes burned into yours as he pushed you all the way to the back of the wall.
“W-What are you talking about? I wasn't flirting with Izuku-” Your protest was interrupted by a harsh slap to the cheek, your face lurching to the side from the impact. “Say his name one more fucking time, I dare you little girl”
This was new. Katuski had always been dominant, it was his personality. Though, you had never seen him practically seething with jealousy. Your thighs were already getting sticky. “B-but I really wasn't” You weakly defended yourself as Katsuki’s free hand traveled down to your skirt, shoving it down past your hips. “B-b-but i-i-” He mocked your voice harshly, his fingers reaching behind you to roughly grab at your ass, before landing another harsh smack to your lower cheek.
“Your so fucking dumb, you don't even realize the effect you have on people. You need glasses? Huh four eyes? Couldn't see how he was gushing over your little talk today?” His grip on your jaw slowly slid down your neck and across your throat, pinching the sides between his thumb and index finger. Enough to hurt, but air still flowed to your lungs. “Maybe I just have to show you baby. You were a virgin when i first fucked you, my little virgin, right?”
“Y-yeah, Katsuki, please..” Your face burned in shame, but you couldn't deny the desperation he made you feel. It was so hot to see him all bothered like this, how possessive he could be. You weren't even publicly dating yet.
“Guess ill just have to show you that I'm the first and last cock you'll ever fucking have” His hand came down to unbuckle his belt, yanking it off his hips and letting his jeans fall to the floor. “The only fucking one that can make you cum baby” He let go of his grip on your neck, instead placing both hands on your hips and turning you around to press your breasts up against the cold wall. It wasn't cold for long though, because Katsuki’s burning hot hand slithered between your shirt and the wall to grope at your breasts, pushing your bra up your chest.
His knee parted your thighs, his foot kicking each of your ankles to spread them. “Open your fucking legs” He grunted in your ear, his free hand gripping tighter on your hip. You weren't sure when he took his briefs off, but you could feel the throbbing head of his cock parting your folds to rub up against your clit. “Katsukiii- Just fuck me already” You begged in a small whine, tilting your head back to lean up on his shoulder.
Bakugou leaned down to press a loud, sloppy, wet kiss to your lips as he began to gently fuck his cock between your thighs. “You want me to fuck you baby girl? You sure you deserve this cock? You've been naughty, so fucking naughty” He growled in your ear as he began to teasingly fuck himself between your thighs, smearing his precum all over your soft skin, painting them white in his milky substance.
“Yes, yes please, I want it Suki, I want you nooow” Your whine was switched into a sing-songy tone. You reached between your legs, your fingers dancing on the tip of Bakugou's cock as it rubbed at your clit each time he fucked himself between your thighs. His hard cock throbbed between your legs for attention, and his breathing shuttered at your touch.
“Naughty girl” He muttered, pulling his cock back just enough to push it as far as he could go into your pussy.
“Fuck, Fuck, your so tight baby” He groaned, his arms circling tightly around your waist as he felt the weight of your body slack against his at the sudden intrusion of his cock. “K-Katsu- you- you went all the way in-inside” Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, Katsuki leaned forward, his tongue rolling across your salty cheek to lap up your fallen tears. “Yeah baby, it's because you've been such a bad girl, gotta show you, gotta.. Fuck, gotta teach you to be good”
He pulled almost all the way out, just barely emptying you before slamming his cock back into your guts. He instantly hit the right angle, his cock filling you so perfectly and hitting you in all the right spaces. One of the lewdest moans you've ever heard fell past his lips and slipped right into your ear, and you were so thankful his mouth was right next to your ear.
“Your such a fucking slut, getting my cock wet like this”
“Katsu- Katsuki wait-”
No, only good girls were able to make demands, and you had infuriated Bakugou Katsuki to the point where even now he was holding back from fucking you too harsh, constantly aware if he was setting his quirk off or not. He almost wanted to say fuck it.
Too fast? Too harsh? Too deep?
“Too fucking bad, your my little bitch right now” He growled, his movements speeding up and causing a new course of pleasure to shoot through both of your bodies. He reached up with his left hand, gripping your jaw and tilting your head to press a sloppy kiss onto your lips, roughly digging his teeth into your bottom lip as the sounds of smacking skin echoed in the room. “You- you’re so mean Kacchan” Maybe he was, but the way your pussy clenched and desperately sucked at his cock told him how much you were enjoying yourself.
“No, no I think you're the mean one. Letting dumbass Deku think he has a chance with you- no fucking way” His sentence ended in a growl as the hand on your jaw returned to its place around your throat. “Not that he’d ever want you if he knew the truth- if he knew how much you loved fuckin’ creamin’ all over my cock, hah, fuck” His movements sped up, your legs felt tingly and the knot of ecstasy begin to pile in your stomach.
“‘M sorry, ‘m sorry Katsuki, please make me cum, please” Your words were weak, pathetic little whines tumbling helplessly past your lips. “M so sorry, I won't do it again, just please” God you sounded so hot. Your voice sounded so hot. The wet sounds the mixture of his dick in your pussy made together were so fucking hot.
“Dirty little girl, aren't you ashamed to be cumin all over me? All over my cock?” Katsuki couldn't deny his own release approaching, but he held off for that beautiful moment when you finished together. “No, betcha get off on it, you sick, twisted slut. My cheap little whore”
He knew when your head leaned back into his shoulder and your hand reached behind to grab the base of his hair, that you were cumming. As if the tightening around his cock wasn't already enough intel. On top of that, you knew what pulling his hair did to him, you knew, you dirty little succubus-
“Fuck baby, that's it, cum all over me, cum all over my cock sexy” His hips sputtered as you both came, his cock vibrating inside your pulsating walls as he shot out long spurts of semen inside of you. “So good ‘Suki, so good inside of me”
Both of you spent a few moments panting, catching your breaths. Bakugou laid his head on your shoulder, placing kisses along your collarbone. With a breathy chuckle, he was reminded of the hectic hallway just outside. Surely there would be rumors now, rumors that would reach Izuku Midoryia and crush every single one of his hopes and dreams.
Slowly, he lifted his head up to smile at you. “Hey, dumbass” He said with a cocky grin.
“What would people say if they knew you were such a slut for me?”
