“I’m sorry?” You’d never expect your best friend to say such a thing.
He let out a quick laugh and shook his head, “Nothing.”
You squinted your eyes at him before inching towards the bed. A smirk grew on your face when you noticed his eyes slightly widen. “Is that really what you’re thinking when I come over?”
He was on the edge of his bed, manspreading, giving you a perfect opening to stand between his legs. “Maybe.” His voice was low. You felt his hands travel up the back of your thighs, stopping just before your ass.
“Speak your mind, I won’t judge.” You urged him on, tracing your hands over his chest. Leaning down, you whispered in his ear, “Or, you can just show me.”
“Shit...” His flipped you underneath him in an instant, caging you in.
He leaned down to capture your lips in a searing kiss. You could tell that man was hungry as he devoured your small moans. His hands traveled down your torso towards your clothed heat. Slipping passed your shorts, he was met with your bare cunt.
“No panties, huh?” He let out a breathy laugh, “Seems you’ve been thinking too.”
You felt his middle finger slip past your wet folds and toy with your clit. The feeling was euphoric. He knew just how to hit the right spots. And when he inserted his finger into your begging hole, your hips lifted off the bed.
“Fuck,” You sighed and squeezed your eyes shut at the feeling.
His finger curled up deliciously, and he set a steady pace that had you moaning for more.
“Hear that? She’s all wet just for me.”
The sounds of squelching noises came from where his hand was doing a number on you. You couldn’t believe what was happening. One second you were joking around with your best friend, and the next he had you underneath him, a moaning mess.
You felt your climax reaching, and he could tell you were close from the way your walls clenched around him. He added another finger and searched for an angle that made you twitch. Once he found it, he made sure to abuse it, damn near making you scream.
“Making this much noise from just my fingers?” He leaned down near your ear and placed a kiss on your cheek. “Can’t wait to see how you’ll react when i’m buried inside of you.”
Your eyes fluttered shut as came hard on his fingers. Your body twitched as the rush overwhelmed you, leaving you breathless.
His presence left you as he sat up to take off his clothes. You followed after him with your own and tried your hardest to regain your composure.
The moment you tossed your shorts to the side, he was back on you like an animal. You wrapped your arms around his neck as your lips met his. This time he was a bit slower, but the power was still there.
You felt his tip rub at your entrance, gathering your slick.
“Ready?” His eyes were half-lidded as he stared down at you.
“Yes.”
He pushed in slowly, causing you both to moan. The stretch hurt, but he made sure to silence your cries with kisses. “Don’t worry, i’ll make you feel good.”
And God did he mean it.
The pain soon turned into pleasure as his thrusts started to pick up in speed. Your hands clawed at his back as he pounded into you, causing the bed to crash against his wall.
“Holy shit, you’re squeezing me so tight.” He placed his thumb over your clit and rubbed slow circles. “Relax baby.”
You let out broken cries as he continued to ram into you. The feeling of your orgasm started to build up faster than you could process it.
“S-Slow down!”
He chuckled and continued his pace, “But I know you like it this way, you’re twitching all over.”
Your eyes rolled back when you felt him angle his hips upward to rub against your g-spot. The feeling had you gripping the sheets and seeing stars.
His hands gripped your hips tightly as he chased his high. And while he was chasing his, you had already met yours. Your heart was pounding and your head was spinning as you felt your body convulse around him.
He let out a deep growl and slowed his pace before coming to a complete stop and slamming into you, stuffing you to the brim.
You felt the spurts of his cum painting your walls before he slowly pulled out. The two of you were panting like dogs as you came down from your highs.
His release began to trickle down your thighs, making you shiver.
He leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead, “Was that demonstration good enough for you?”
You rolled your eyes and let out a weak laugh, “Yeah.”
tags: smut, reader is 19 and in college, happens before WTOH, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, car sex, not proofread! sorry
a/n: douxie is so bad… how have i never discovered him until now? 😔 is this fandom still even alive… CHAT AM I MUTED ?
Great. Another closing shift with him. Hasn’t your manager noticed the two of you didn’t get along? You gripped your tray as you maneuvered through customers.
“Excuse me miss, could you get me more creamers?”
You put on your fake smile, “Of course, anything else?”
The man hummed, “More sugar.”
You nodded.
“Oh! And more napkins.”
You let out a sigh and fake-smiled again, “Of course…. Anything else?”
He eyed you up and down, “Depends on what you’re offering.” The man grinned in a way that made your stomach twist. And not in a good way.
“Um-”
“Here’s your cream, napkins, and sugar.” Douxie swiftly came from behind you and laid out what the man had requested. “Could I get you anything else, sir?”
You let out a sigh of relief and managed to escape the creepy man, thanks to Douxie. You may not like him, but he sure knows when you need help. Not that his help would change the way you felt about him. God, no.
He’s dumb, a slow worker, incompetent, not funny at all, stupid—
“Thank you miss,”
ill-mannered, although he does have his way with words sometimes. His accent helps with that.
“Uh, miss?”
He’s also pretty good with music, you’ve heard him strum his guitar in the break room a couple of times. You know what people say, a musician is always good with their han-
“EXCUSE ME?!”
You snapped out of your trance and focused your blurred vision onto the customer. “Y-Yes? Sorry.”
The woman scoffed and nodded towards the table that was soaked in coffee. You must’ve spaced out when you poured her a cup.
“Oh my gosh, i’m so sorry.” You mentally face palmed as you observed the situation, “I’ll get you to another table, follow me.”
As you led her to a new, clean table, Douxie was watching from behind the counter, a smug smirk on his face. You wanted to hop across and rip it off of him, but obviously you couldn’t do that.
“I really am sorry ma’am, what can I get you? This one’s on me?”
The lady let out a huff, “Get me a black coffee and a chocolate croissant.”
You nodded as wrote down her order on your notepad before sliding it back into your apron pocket. “Coming right up.”
As you made your way to the back, where all the machines to make the coffees were, you groaned and massaged your temples with your hands.
“Not your day, eh?” Douxie stood beside you, emptying out an old coffee filter and replacing it with a new one.
It was only his second week working here and he already knew how to do everything. When you first started, it took you an entire month.
“Douxie, not now. Matter of fact, not ever!” You placed your hands on your hips, “You seem to be everywhere I go. You’re such a pest.”
He faked an injury, “Ouch, (Y/N). That hurt.”
You furrowed your eyebrows and grit your teeth, “God! You’re so-”
“Hot? I know. No need to tell me, love.” He winked, mimicking your stance.
You crossed your arms and huffed out in an annoyance. Curse him and his stupidly sharp jawline and perfectly messy man-bun. You hated to admit it, but he was pretty hot. Not to mention his beautiful hazel eyes.
“Just shut up and go help the customers, or whatever.”
“Hey, who made you boss?”
You rolled your eyes, “Technically, i’m still training you. So I am your boss.”
He quirked a brow before letting out a small chuckle, “Whatever you say, boss.”
And just like that, he was gone, and a freshly brewed coffee pot beeped. Had he prepared it just for you? You didn’t even notice. Whatever, you needed to get this lady her things so she could maybe tip you.
As the day went on, more people came. You were used to the afternoon rushes, but with all the things that happened earlier in the day, you were already on edge.
“Can I get more creamers?”
You nodded, taking their empty dishes onto your tray and hoisting it onto your worn out shoulder.
“Can I get some sugar packets?” A customer asked as you passed by, to which you nodded and smiled.
“Where is my food?”
You were stopped in your tracks when a customer tugged on your apron, causing your tray to lose its balance and a mug to tip over the edge, crashing to the floor. You stood still for a moment staring at the broken glass on the marbled floor.
“Hey, I asked you where my food is!”
You turned around, a frown on your face, “I-”
“Right here, sir.” Douxie swooped in with a tray filled with dishes.
“Ugh, finally! At least someone around here knows what they’re doing.”
Your eye twitched in annoyance, but you didn’t say anything. Instead, you knelt down to pick up the broken shards.
“Woah, be careful. You could cut yourself.” Douxie knelt down to your level and shooed your hands away.
You sighed, “Douxie-”
“(Y/N)! Go on break.”
The sound of your managers voice made you look to the side, but when you looked back down, the mess was already cleaned up. “What the-”
Douxie wiped his hands and cleared his throat, “Ahem, I’m quite sure you were sent on break, boss.”
You looked down at the floor where your mess once was, but you were too tired to question it, so you made your way towards the break room. 
While scrolling through your phone as you nibbled on a sugar cookie, you stumbled across Douxie’s instagram.
A little snoop wouldn’t hurt, right…?
You couldn’t stop yourself from clicking on his page and scrolling through his photos. There was a lot of posts about music related things, but one in particular caught your eye. It was a video of him tuning his guitar while laughing and talking to the person who was recording.
“Fuck off, man.” He laughed. “Quit makin’ fun of me, will you? It’s my first time.”
“But i’ve showed you a million times, it’s not that hard.”
He shook his head as he rolled his eyes. Then, he began strumming the guitar while humming to the tune he created.
You admired the video, at a loss for words.
And just as it ended, it stopped on a frame of him smiling. He was happy he finally got whatever the person was trying to teach him.
You never would’ve thought you’d be sitting in the break room, smiling at a dumb video of Douxie, but here you were. Cheesing like an idiot at your phone at a boy you barely knew.
The sound of the doorknob fidgeting made you jump in your seat, causing you drop your phone against your chest and onto the floor.
“Manager said-” The dark haired boy stopped in his tracks and raised an eyebrow, his eyes following from your frame down to your phone that was face up on the floor.
You practically jumped from your chair to snatch your phone off the ground, “M-Manager said what?”
He raised an eyebrow before laughing, “He said your break was up.”
After shoving your phone into your pocket you nodded and pushed past him to head back out to the lobby.
God, you were not acting yourself today. What’s gotten into you? You’ve been dropping dishes, not thinking straight, and completely off your game!
The only time you act like this is when you’re in love.
But you’re not a dumb horny highschooler anymore, so there’s no way you were. You’re a college student now. An adult; Moved out, and living your own life. There wasn’t any time for distractions. Not that there was any. At least, that’s what you kept telling yourself for the past two weeks. Which is weird because Douxie had been hired two weeks ago.
He wasn’t the reason you were acting this way. Of course not! Like you thought, you barely knew the boy. You couldn’t be in love with him. That’d be crazy.
You shook your head and focused your attention on the customers.
“Oh my, what’s for your cheeks so flushed? Are you alright miss?”
You blinked a couple of times at the polite lady’s question, “Y-Yes! I’m more than okay, actually. Thank you though. Can I get you anything else?”
“No…” She raised an eyebrow, studying you.
You cleared your throat and backed away to tend to another table.
Once it died down, you found some time to yourself in the back as you waited on a coffee pot to brew. Pulling out your phone, you opened instagram for no particular reason.
If you could go back in time, you would.
Your eyes widened as you looked at the filled in pink heart on your screen. There was no way you liked the video. The said video that was from three entire years ago. The said video that was buried deep into his other posts.
“Hey, you alright boss?”
You jumped at the familiar sound of his voice. Quickly turning off your phone and straightening yourself up, you focused on the coffee pot that had 30 seconds left.
“Me? Im doing perfectly fine actually. Just got tipped $57.”
Cmon just 20 more seconds.
“57 huh? Nice.” He leaned his back on the counter eyeing you.
Oh God, this night would never end. You stared at the coffee pot watching as the time took forever to reach 0.
“So, uh, you gonna clock back in from break?” You try and create small talk to get your mind off the way his luring eyes reeled you in. Even thought you weren’t even looking at him in his eyes.
“If i’m correct, i’ve actually got…” He hummed, “2 more minutes.”
The sound of the swinging door to the back kept creaking from your co workers constantly coming in and out, each coming and going with different trays.
“And you chose to spend the last two minutes staring at me?” You finally turned over to meet his gaze, and you wished you didn’t. Your heart rate increased and you could feel your stomach flutter.
He squinted his eyes a bit as a smirk crept up his lips, “Not staring, reading.”
You scoff, “Well, you better keep reading, cause’ i’m not an open book for everyone to look at.”
“You’re not talking about books, are you?”
You grab the coffee pot along with a tray and mugs, “I dunno, am I?”
There was a brief moment of silence as the two of you stared at each other both with smiles on your faces. Then, you made the move to brush past him to serve the table you were assigned.
When you steeped foot outside, the cool summer breeze hit you and made you realize what just happened. Where did all of that confidence come from? And were you really turning a conversation about books into a flirting contest? This day couldn’t get any weirder.
You started to reminisce over the scene in your head, constantly replaying it. Then, you realized he probably knew you liked his post. You slapped your forehead as you walked to the back. Luckily, he was there anymore.
Putting the coffee pot back in its slot, you began cleaning out the other pots’ filters to get a head start on your closing process. You had two more hours ahead of you.
You re-tied your loose ponytail and grabbed a new notepad.
Luckily, as the day grew closer to its end, less cutomers came. Of course it was still slightly busy, but not as busy as the morning and afternoon. Now, you could take your time as you poured coffees and prepared their food.
However, your stomach still fluttered whenever you were around him. Rather it be a quick glance or conversation between the two of you, you felt it.
You said your goodbyes as most of your co workers left, leaving you and Douxie behind to close for the night.
“See you tomorrow.” You waved and locked the door behind the last person.
Douxie had already turned off the “Open” sign and closed the curtains. It seemed he remembered some of the things you taught him your last closing shift with him.
You cleaned the lobby as you served the last customers of the night, so the only thing that was left was the mountain of dishes in the back. But when you walked through the swinging doors, the kitchen was spotless, and the dishes were already put away. The coffee pots were even filled with new filters ready to be brewed tomorrow morning.
“How’d I do boss?” A low voice came from behind you, and you flinched at the sudden noise.
You turned to look at him with a shocked expression, “You did this?”
He nodded.
“How’d you do all of this so fast? It would’ve taken me an hour.” You admired his work as you walked around, trying to look for anything he forgot.
“I figured I started on them a bit earlier so we could have the last hour to ourselves.” He hopped on top of a counter. “After all, we do deserve it.”
You let out a sigh of relief and smiled, hopping on top of a counter across from him, “Thank you, Douxie.”
“No problem.”
There was a couple moments of silence, and you were letting your thoughts. You remembered the events earlier in the day, and all of the stupid things you said to him.
“I’m sorry for calling you a pest. You’re no where near being that.” You averted your eyes away from him and stared at your twiddling fingers. “And thank you for everything today. If it wasn’t for you, I probably would’ve lost my shit.”
“It’s all good. Everyone can be a bit stressed out sometimes right?”
You sighed, “Tell me about it, I haven’t had one night where i’ve felt good.”
He snickered, “What, your sex life not good?”
Heat crept up your cheeks as you averted his gaze, “Not what I meant, perv.”
“Hey, some proper sex will do you some good. Believe it or not.”
You snapped your head over towards him, “Geez, do you just stick your dick in everyone or something?”
“No. And even if I did,” He smirked, “would you jealous or something?”
“Pft, why would I be?”
He eyed you up and down, “Well your arms are crossed and your eyebrows are furrowed, you tell me.”
You straightened yourself up and leaned back on your hands. There was no way you were gonna let him one up you, not after he had been all day.
“I don’t need to be jealous. I have a pretty good sex life, actually.”
This time, he was the one crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows, “Oh yeah?”
You nodded and smirked, “You jealous or something?”
He caught on to what you were doing, and decided to play along. “No, why would I be?”
“Dunno.” You hummed and took your hair out of your ponytail, raking your fingers between your hair strands.
“I’ve got a question for you.” He had a mischievous glint in his eyes, and you and a feeling you knew what the question would be about.
“And that is?”
“Was that video amusing to you?”
Now you will admit you were caught off guard by the video you just so happened to stumble upon, but you weren’t going to let him tease you about it.
“I liked it didn’t I?”
He chuckled, “You sure your sex life is good?”
“What’s my sex life have to do with me liking your video?”
“‘Cause of your attitude, love.”
“Then why don’t you come fix it.”
He raised is eyebrows at your boldness, to which you just grinned, knowing he didn’t expect you to say such a thing.
He laughed, “Not an open book, huh?”
“I never said I was talking about books.”
A silence fell over the two of you. Your eyes poured into his while you both waited for someone to say something, or do something.
Your eyes began to wander around, taking in his appearance. He had pale skin, almost like a vampire, but he made it work. As your eyes traveled more you noticed how lean he was. He definitely didn’t carry a lot of meat on his bones, but you kind of liked boys like that. He was in between skinny and somewhat muscular. One thing that also carried his looks—besides his beautiful eyes, sharp, dark and defined eyebrows, and his perfect face sculpture—he was pretty tall. A lot taller than you. And you weren’t very tall yourself. God, you didn’t even want to start on his hands. They were beautiful.
Technically, it was a given since he was a guitarist. And you know what they say about guitarist….
“Wanna head out for a bite?” Douxie’s voice snapped you out of your daze.
“You got a car?”
He laughed as he shook his head, “Why do you think I would ask, love?”
You hopped down from the counter and untied your apron from your waist in the process, “Lead the way.”
He smirked and lead you through the swinging doors.
After you both clocked out and hung up your aprons on the coat rack, you made your way to his car.
“You know, no restaurant or fast food place is open right now.” You looked up at him, too which he looked down at you, smirk still plastered on his lips.
“I know.”
Your heart skipped a beat, and butterflies swarmed your stomach. Thank the heavens you did an everything shower before your shift today. Maybe the gods knew tonight would be one of those type of nights.
As you neared the car, you stopped him from opening the back door. He shot you a confused look while you opened the passenger door.
“I like the passenger side more, it’s easier to ride.”
His eyebrows shot up and you could see his adams apple move from him swallowing hard. “Seems like you do this a lot, eh?”
You rolled your eyes, “Unless you wanna do all the work, I suggest you shut up.”
He plopped down in the seat and dragged you with him, closing the door after you. “My lips are sealed.”
You giggled as you made yourself comfortable, but quickly after, your breath was taken from your lungs. His lips crashed against yours as his fingers wove through the hairs on the back of head, bringing you closer. Your legs were on either side of his hips, straddling him as you made out.
His free hand snaked around your waist, ghosting over your lower back. His touch made your skin tingle underneath your shirt, and butterflies swarm through your stomach.
For the brief moment the two of you took to catch your breath, your eyes gazed into his. They were half lidded and filled with lust. He was already worked up after just kissing, but you couldn’t judge because you already felt your panties getting wet.
You leaned in and captured his lips, this time slower than your first. His hand sneaked under your shirt, trailing it up your spine. Your hips twitched and your hands gripped his shirt at the movement, causing him to let out a groan and grip your scalp. You took this as your chance to slip your tongue past his lips, deepening the kiss.
His hand traveled down, switching towards your stomach. Your core was on fire and your heart was beating out of your chest from the excitement you felt. He backed away to catch his breath, leaning his head against the headrest.
Now, his hands rested on your hips, and yours rested on his chest. From the way he was looking at you, you would think he just ran a marathon. But you knew why he looked at you that way. You could feel it too.
You experimentally rolled your hips against his, a devious grin on your face as you did so. His hips bucked and a groan escaped his mouth.
“Fuck,” He rasped.
You giggled and leaned in to plant kisses along his exposed neck. In between your kisses, you whispered a, “you okay?” because he seemed like he was about to go insane.
“You’re just driving me crazy, love.” A hand that rested on your hip slipped underneath your shirt and fiddled with the waistband of your underwear. Yet, he didn’t go any further. “Can I?”
“Please.” You whispered, continuing your markings on his neck.
Once he snuck past your underwear and slid his middle finger through your slick folds, you gasped. Clutching his shirt, you tried to distract yourself with his neck, but he’d already slid in a finger, making you bite down on his neck to silence your moan.
“Ouch,” He laughed, “you a vampire?”
“Don’t stop,”
You felt him smirk against your cheek at your demand. And once he added another, a small moan escaped your mouth.
His hands were a lot bigger and longer than yours, so it felt all the more better. You were in a state of bliss as you ground against his hand. The way his fingers curved into you had your head spinning. It was like he knew what your body liked without even trying.
At one particular thrust, you sucked in a deep breath and gripped his shoulders. He smirked at that, knowing that was your weak spot.
“How ya doing baby?”
You moaned at another snap of his wrist, “Fuck—just… just don’t stop.”
You hadn’t given him an actual response in the for the past three minutes, but how could you? He was plunging his fingers into you like there was no tomorrow.
A knot began to form in your stomach and you could feel your muscles spazzing around his fingers. “I’m—hah—so close.”
“Come on, baby. You got this.”
He began circling his thumb over your clit, making you squeeze your eyes shut and cradle your head into his neck. It was becoming too much to handle.
Your orgasm crept over you without warning, causing your hips to twitch and the knot in your stomach to snap. Quick and short breaths left your mouth as he fingered you through your release.
He stilled his fingers so you could get a moment to catch your breath. You practically just saw stars and he had only fingered you. Lord knows how his dick would make you feel. He removed his fingers from you and brought them to his mouth, licking them clean.
You watched him with half lidded eyes, panting as you felt yourself crave him unconditionally.
He hummed as he brought his hand to rest back on your hip, “You alright?”
You responded by capturing his lips once more, this time with hunger and fire. He was so hot it almost hurt.
And whoever said guitarist were good with their fingers, God were they right.
Leaning back, you brought your shirt over your head, revealing your light-pink silk bra. Unfortunately you didn’t wear a cute matching set, but at least it was a pretty color.
Douxie immediately leaned in to plant kisses along your newly exposed skin, slowly rubbing his hands up and down your waist. You let out quiet groans as he sucked and marked up your chest.
Suddenly, his contact was gone and he was lifting up his shirt, revealing a couple of scars that caught your attention.
There was a brief moment of silence as your stared the markings. Although, you had a million questions wondering where he had got them from, you simply leaned in and placed kisses along the rough skin. He sighed through his nose and embraced your actions.
But as time grew, he could only wait so long for something more. His hands began to fiddle with the clasps of your bra, waiting for any type of gesture for him to continue. You nodded as you fiddled with his pant zipper.
It was difficult getting off the remaining clothes the two of you had on, but you managed. Now, your bare cunt rested against the base of his dick. The wetness of your folds helped you grind against him, making it easy for his length to stimulate your clit.
He was big. Bigger than you would’ve guessed considering his lanky frame. Even though he wasn’t pretty thick down there, his length greatly made up for it.
“You ready?”
He snickered, “I should be asking you that, princess.”
You gasped as his hands slightly gripped your hips, hinting he wanted you to raise them. You used your hand to guide him towards your entrance, mentally praying you were actually ready.
As you sunk down on his length, your eyes were squeezed shut and your lips were parted. If he hadn’t prepped you earlier, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to fit.
“Fucking hell,” he rasped, digging his fingers into your sides.
You placed your hands on his shoulders as you rolled your hips, eliciting a groan from both you and him.
Now, you had to stay true to your words from earlier. So you began to lift your hips, stopping just before his tip, then you slid back down ever so slowly.
Douxie’s head was thrown back and his eyes were half-lidded, filled with lust and need.
You smirked and leaned in to kiss his lips gently as you lifted your hips again, repeating the same action.
“You’re s-such a tease.”
Letting out a giggle as you did the same teasing action, you leant in towards his ear and whispered, “Then why don’t you fuck me properly.”
He hummed and reached for the recliner to lay back the seat. Your hands rested on his abdomen as he admired the new view.
“Beautiful.” He whispered, ghosting his hands over your sides, making your stomach gain butterflies.
Then, he snapped his hips upwards, making you gasp sharply. You clenched your hands into a fist as he began fucking up into you. This new angle allowed him to hit deeper. His tip was practically brushing against your cervix at each thrust.
You moaned his name as he slammed his hips into you, making you see stars. You could feel each muscle and twitch of his dick as he rutted against your gummy walls. Not to mention the slight bulge in your stomach from how deep he was.
With one of his hands, he brought yours to feel against your stomach. “Feel that, love?”
You tightened around him and moaned, “Yes.”
Never in your 19 years of living would you expect to be fucking your new coworker in his car, but you certainly wouldn’t regret it. Not when he’s fucking you this good.
A knot began to form in your stomach and you couldn’t even get a second to breathe properly from the constant moans coming out of you.
“I-I’m close.” You gasp out.
He groaned gripping your hips as you squeezed him tightly, “Where do you want it?”
Thank god you were on birth control, because if you weren’t, you wouldn’t have the energy to get off him in time.
“Inside.”
He almost ascended at the thought, but he didn’t need to because this was reality, and by the grace of the gods, you’re allowing him to.
“What did I do to deserve you..?” He said, mostly to himself but you still heard him.
His thumb began to rub messy circles around your clit to help you reach your climax before he did. The giant knot in your stomach snapped and you let go of everything around you. Your vision blurred and your ears began to ring. The only thing you could feel were the euphoric sensations of your orgasm and his warm cum spilling into you.
You fell forward and leaned your forehead on his chest as the two of you calmed down from your high.
“That was…”
“Really fucking good.” You finished his sentence and softly laughed. “I’m so tired.”
He patted your back, “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
You nodded and pushed yourself upwards, raising yourself off his member. He twisted his torso to grab something from the back of his car, returning with a t-shirt and a jacket.
“Put this on and i’ll clean us up.” He handed you the jacket with a smile, to which you returned the gesture and followed his instruction.
After getting cleaned up and helping each other re-dress, he climbed over to the drivers seat and started the car.
You didn’t realize how foggy the windows got until you were situated in the passenger seat. “Damn.”
He chuckled and turned the windshield wipers on to clear his view. You rested your elbow on the window and drew a heart with his and your initial in it.
“So,” he started.
You perked up and turned towards him.
“I can drive you home, or you could stay at my place for the night?” He nervously scratched the back of his head as a blush crept up his cheeks.
You smiled, “I wouldn’t mind staying the night.”
And just like that, you found yourself driving to the home of your coworker while singing the songs that played from the radio.
tags: smut, rough seggs, dirty talk, choking, modern au for some characters
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He was drilling into you, giving you no time to think or breathe. You clawed at his back as you moaned out his name like a prayer.
Your boyfriend had pissed you off earlier; teasing you in front of your friends. You were so embarrassed by him you ended up storming off. He, of course, followed you back home, asking why you were so mad. You told him to just leave you alone, but you knew that’d be impossible for him. He knew how to make it up to you. He always did. And that was by fucking you senseless.
“Babe—Ah!—Fuck.” You gripped his shoulders, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt another orgasm building up. It had to have been your third, no, fourth time cumming.
He chuckled slightly and continued slamming his dick into your warm walls, “You gonna cum again pretty girl?”
You nodded your head frantically.
“Go on, do it.” Your boyfriend groaned in your ear from how tight you were gripping his member, but that didn’t stop him. With a final roll of his hips, you felt the knot in your stomach snap. Your body began to spasm and your eyes began to water from the euphoric feeling.
Ringing began to take over your sound and your vision blurred. After a couple of seconds, you came back to your senses and looked down at the mess the two of you created. Your boyfriend smiled and placed a kiss on your forehead. But he didn’t stop there.
You moaned once you felt him thrust into you again, this time a bit slower. Deeper.
“You feel that baby?” He brought your hand yo rest on your stomach.
His dick created a buldge in your tummy. You could see and feel just how deep he was. “Oh my gosh..” You flutter your eyes shut and try to regain yourself.
He laughed and placed a kiss on your neck, “You still mad at me?”
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Eren, Jean, Armin(he’d lowk do this, he’s such a manipulator), Sasuke, Naruto, Kiba, Sanemi, Uzui, Bakugo, Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, Gojo, Megumi, Geto, + any of your favs 💜
“Can I be yours? Just tell me i’m yours. If i’m turning in your stomach and making you feel sick. Am I making you feel sick?”
summary: based off the lyrics, you and (mha boy) have been friends for a long time now and you’ve been crushing on them for the longest. So, when they started avoiding you, you started overthinking things.
tags: angst with happy ending, slight depression, body dysmorphia, kissing, dumb confessions, overthinking, implied fem! reader but it could lowk be gender neutral
a/n: idea popped in my brain and i had to write it sorry not sorry 😢 i would’ve done other characters but I didn’t realize how long I wrote for kaminari and i def don’t feel like writing that much for more than two characters rn soo…. if you want a pt.2 with other characters lmk 🤪
characters: Denki Kaminari, Shoto Todoroki
Denki Kaminari
You sat in the cafeteria staring at Kaminari from afar. He was sitting with Jirou laughing and eating. That used to be you sitting next to him, laughing over the dumbest things with food in your mouth. About two weeks ago, he began avoiding you and not replying to your texts. Whenever you’d go up to him in person about it, he’d wave you off or ignore your questions.
“Why didn’t you reply?”
“You texted me?”
You frowned and pulled out your phone, “Yeah, I was asking if you wanted to have a movie night like we always do.”
He rubbed the back of his head while averting his eyes away from yours. You could tell by his facial expression and body language he didn’t want to.
You let out a shaky sigh, “It’s fine. I understand if you’re busy.”
“N-No it’s not that- it’s just…” He exhaled a long breath, “yeah, i’m busy.”
You thought back to that encounter for 14 days straight, constantly on loop. It stabbed at your mind and heart repeatedly. Over and over. Sure, if it was a one time thing you would be over it. But it wasn’t a one time thing. He’d always bail on you and cover it up with some shitty lie.
One time he told you he was hanging out with bakugo and kirishima, a boys night. You completely understood and didn’t pry him any further. Later, you found out he had hung out with Jirou the entire night.
“(Y/N)? Aren’t you going to eat?”
You blinked a couple times before taking your eyes off of where Kaminari was sitting. You hadn’t even noticed he left. Your tray had an apple in the main compartment, untouched.
“I’m full,” you stood up from your chair, “see ya Yaomomo. I’m gonna go to my dorm.”
“Wait! But what about afternoon classes?”
You grabbed your tray and tossed your apple in the garbage while you placed your empty tray in the pile of others, “Tell Aizawa i’m sick.”
You’d been skipping afternoon classes for a couple days now. You didn’t feel like going. Not when you had so many thoughts on your mind.
When you got inside of your dorm, you stared at yourself in your mirror. You felt ugly and disgusted with yourself. Looking at yourself made you think of all the times Kaminari looked at you. Did he really see everything you were looking at?
You felt your throat close up and your eyes began to water.
Instead of looking at yourself more, you changed into more comfortable clothes and took a nap to try and escape your thoughts. Sleeping always made you feel somewhat better.
When you woke up, you checked your phone first. It had a couple of messages from your friends and notifications from other apps. Yaomomo sent you pictures of everything your class did in the afternoon. You shot her a thank you text and turned off your phone.
You ran a hand through your hair as you let out a sigh. Your stomach began to grumble, so you got up and slid on your slippers. Before leaving your dorm, you caught a glimpse of your body in your mirror again. Your hair was slightly disheveled, so you put it in a messy low bun.
You grabbed your P.E. jacket before leaving and put it on.
When the elevator doors opened to the main floor it was empty and dark. You didn’t expect anyone to be in there since it was late at night. Except, when you walked more towards the seating area, you saw Kaminari slouched on the couch with a cup of water clutched in his hand. You took in a sharp gasp and stopped in your tracks.
Kaminari turned his head, “…(Y/N)?”
Your heart stung and you could feel your breath become uneven.
“What’re you doing up so late? And why haven’t you been coming to the afternoon classes?” Kaminari usual always had a laid back or goofy expression, so seeing him have such a concerning look on his face hit you deeply.
“I- I’m sorry, I didn’t know you’d be down here. I can go back to my dorm.” You stared down at your feet and picked at your finger nails to avoid looking at him.
“No! You’re fine. Is everything okay?”
Your eyes shot up towards his. You wanted to yell at him and tell him no, everything wasn’t okay. You wanted to scream at him and ask him why he had been treating you the way he was. But you didn’t. You didn’t because when your eyes met each other you could tell he was hurting too. He had slight eye bags under his eyes and he looked drained.
“Am I making you feel sick?” Your voice slightly cracked as you spoke. Tears began to form in the corners of your eyes.
Kaminaris eye brows rose, your words hurt him. “What? Of course not!” He stared at you and took you in. All of you. The way your body was skinnier than usual, how your eyes weren’t as bright as they normally were, everything. He could read you like a book.
Despite that, you still looked beautiful in his eyes. The way you shined in the moonlight had his heart racing.
“Then why…” You pause, trying your best to hold in your tears. “Why, Kaminari?”
He swallowed a lump in his throat.
No reply.
You could feel your heart shatter into pieces.
Before you could turn your back to walk away, he got up and walked towards you. He stood only a couple of centimeters away. You could feel your chest tightening as you stared up at him. He looked down at you with such a yearning expression.
Kaminari took a step closer and brought you into a tight hug, cradling his head into the gap between your neck and shoulder.
You stood still, trying to comprehend what was happening. What broke you out of your trance was when you could feel him begin to shake against you.
He began to cry.
The goofy, light hearted Kaminari you knew wasn’t the one hugging you right now.
“I’m so sorry. For everything, (Y/N). You have no idea how many times i’ve wanted to apologize to you and express how I truly felt.” He sniffled, as he backed away from you, keeping his hands on your shoulders. “And yes, I know. I should’ve just said this from the beginning instead of ignoring you and stupidly trying to replace you with Jirou, which, by the way, didn’t work clearly.”
You furrowed your eyebrows, “What’re you talking about Kaminari?”
He blinked a couple of times before replying, “Oh, right.” He let go of you and took in a deep breath. “(Y/N), I really like you. I can’t ever get you off my mind. I love your hair, the way you smile, and how you can always make me laugh. I love everything about you. I’m sorry I never told you. I was too scared you’d reject me and it’d fuck up our awesome friendship, so I kept it to myself and tried to focus on someone else.”
“Kaminari-”
“Wait, i’m not done.” He held up his pointer finger, “I know you probably hate me now, and I understand. I’d hate me too if I was treated the way I treated you. I wake up everyday regretting what i’ve done. And I know my words won’t heal what I did but-”
“Just shut up and kiss me dude.”
Your words shock you both, but you really did want him to kiss you. You heard enough of what he had to say.
“K-Kiss you?”
“Yes.”
“You’re not mad at me?”
“We’ll talk later. About everything. Right now, I just want you to kiss me.”
He didn’t hesitate to close the gap between you two, grabbing your hips to pull you in closer. You smiled into the kiss as you adjusted your head for a better angle.
The kiss was filled with passion, hunger, and a slight hint anger. When the two of you pulled away, breathless, he smiled. His eyes were beaming and filled with happiness, and so were yours.
For the first time in two weeks, you felt a weight lifted off your shoulders.
Shoto Todoroki
Becoming friends with Todoroki was an interesting experience. Not only was it difficult, but it was fun. You found an interest in him. For one, he was unbelievably attractive and strong, but was kind. He didn’t show it in school the first couple of weeks, but once he warmed up, he was a total sweetheart.
One day, Kirishima took everyone out to ice cream when your class first move into the dorms. You were the last in line to choose what you wanted, Todoroki was in front of you. After you got what you wanted, you sneezed and accidentally dropped your cone in the process. You were sad about it, but you didn’t say anything and decided to not tell Kirishima about it to save him money.
When you were walking with your friends back to the dorms, Todoroki handed you a replacement for your dropped cone.
“I got you another ice cream.” He handed you an ice cream cone with two scoops of your favorite flavor, “I saw you dropped it before you had the chance to eat it.”
You gasped as you took the cone from him, “Thank you so much Todoroki! You totally didn’t have to. How much was it? I can pay you back.”
He held his hand up and shook his head with a smile, “It’s fine.”
After that day, you hand a huge crush on him. Not only did he buy you an ice cream, but he continued the small kind gestures. He’d gift you your favorite candy from time to time, always telling you it was ‘just a small gift’. Of course, you’d return the action with something he really liked.
Going out to eat soba.
You started to realize how bad of a crush you had on him when you couldn’t even function properly near him. He was in line next to you for lunch? You went to the back of the line. An invite to train before going to bed? You’d pass. Studying together for a test? Yaoyorozu seemed like the better option.
If he had asked any of those questions in the beginning of your friendship, you wouldn’t hesitate to agree! But now, it was a different story.
Hello, up for some training today? 🙂 (6:00a.m.)
No thanks i’m soo tired
You stared at your screen for a while as you sighed. You hated lying to him. You’d been bailing on him for the past two weeks now. When you’d see him in class you’d try your best to make it seem like you were busy, but he’d always greet you. It didn’t help he said right next to you.
“Good morning (Y/N).” He gave you a quick smile as he sat down.
You sucked in a quick sharp breath, “Morning.”
“Is something wrong? Your face is flushed.”
‘Oh god.’ You waved him off, “I’m fine, i’m just trying to revise my notes, okay?” Your tone was slightly harsh, more harsh than you intended.
Todoroki blinked a couple times before nodding, “Sorry…”
When you saw him turn to his notes in your peripheral vision, you turned to look at him. He seemed sad. Were you being to mean?
Aizawa came into class and started to take attendance. Your mind was racing with thoughts throughout the entire class time. Should you just tell him how you feel and get it off your chest? Or take the easy way out and continue to ignore him.
The easy way seemed like the better option.
You couldn’t believe you were doing this to him.
Even with you being dry with him and avoiding him as much as possible, he continued to give you your weekly bag of candy.
“Thanks, Sho…” You took the bag and held it at your side as you stared at the ground. “Hey, how about we get some soba? My treat.”
Todorokis eyes lit up, “That sounds good.”
While you ate your soba, you felt your heart thumping out of your chest. You hated how nervous you were around him. You wished it could be how it was when you first met him. You were more comfortable and free.
There was nothing wrong with having a crush on him, you just wished you didnt. In your eyes, Todoroki was a very neat and well preserved person who kept to himself. You didn’t believe he’d even think about dating a person.
“(Y/N), can I ask you something?”
You clutched your chopsticks, “Y-Yeah?” ‘Fuck.’
“How come you’ve been acting so distant? Have I don’t anything to upset you?”
Todoroki had a sad expression. He barely touched his soba.
“Distant?” You nervously laugh, “I haven’t been distant, and you haven’t don’t anything wrong, don’t worry.”
He clutched his chopsticks for a moment before releasing his grip. His eyes lowered and you could see a frown form on his lips.
You couldn’t take the tension anymore.
“I’m gonna head back to the dorms, goodnight sho.” You quickly got up and left money on the table to pay for both your meals.
“Wait! (Y/N)-”
You didn’t wait for him. You couldn’t.
It wasn’t until you were a couple of steps away from the store that you felt someone grab your arm, gently. You whipped your head around and relaxed slightly once you saw who it was.
Todoroki gripped your arm gently before releasing it. His eyes widened in shock as he realized what he’d done. He didn’t mean to grab you like that.
You could tell from the look on his face that he was beginning to panic. Todoroki told you about his father and what he did to him when he was younger. He always told you how much he hated his father and how he never wanted to be like him.
“I-I’m so sorry, (Y/N). I didn’t mean to grab you like that.” He stared down at the ground as he clenched his fists on his sides.
You furrowed your eyebrows and took a step closer to him, reaching your hand out to rest it on his shoulder, “You’re fine Sho, relax.”
He relaxed his body and took in a deep breath, “Please be truthful when I say this,”
‘Oh no..’
“Am I the problem?”
“Todoroki…”
“H-Have I upset you in any way? I’m sorry if I have. I didn’t mean it. I promise.”
You’d never seen him like this. Todoroki never stumbled over his words or broke down like this. It was both scary and sad at the same time.
“Am I making you feel sick?”
Now, his eyes were looking down into yours. He was crying. Your hand dropped from his shoulder as you looked up at him in shock.
“No,” you brought him into a hug, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso, “you could never make me feel sick sho. Don’t ever say that again.”
He hesitated before hugging you back, sniffling as he rested his head atop of yours.
“I like you Todoroki, more than you can imagine. I’m sorry for avoiding you and acting the way I did. I should’ve told you from the very beginning.” Your heart was beating out of your chest and your words were spilling out of your mouth like an overflowing sink. “Please don’t be sad.”
“Thank you for telling me (Y/N), I understand now.” He pulled back to look at your face.
You stared up at him, trying to read his expression.
“I like you too.”
All the stress and anxiety left your body when you heard him say that. You never would’ve guessed he’d return the same feelings.
“Y-You do?”
“Yes, I’m sorry I never told you.”
You shook your head and rested your head on his chest, hugging him again, “Don’t apologize. I’m the only one that needs to do that.”
It was a cold night. A cold night you never would’ve guessed would turn into you hugging Todoroki in front of his favorite soba place.
You felt his hand come up to cup your jaw, gently tilting your head up towards him. There was silence between the two of you, but you could tell what he wanted, and you wanted it too.
His lips were warm against yours, perfectly molded. Your hands clenched into his uniform jacket as he deepened the kiss. He so desperately wanted to do this. He wanted you to be his.
He pulled away, and you took this as your change to catch your breath. He smiled and gave you a quick peck before resting his forehead on yours, “Will you be my girlfriend?”
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a/n; if there’s any errors, pretend they aren’t there okay?
tags: friends with benefits, unprotected sex, overstimulation, rough rex, use of childes real name, modern au, childes obsessed with you basically, breeding kink(?), childe likes family’s cmon
summary: your late night hook up turns out to be a session of messy feelings for one another
a/n: childe obsession is creeping up on me again…. um message me if you want me to write about anyone 😊
It was a problem. Your late night hook-ups were supposed to be nothing more than fulfilling your needs and wants. You and Childe had been inseparable since elementary school. He was your best friend, and you were his.
You always thought he was attractive, but you didn’t say anything. That was until he made his move on you your sophomore year of high school. The two of you came to agreement that you should keep it unofficial for the time being. Nothing more than fuck buddies. Basically, friends with benefits.
Now, the problem was that you wanted to be more than that. Each time you made love with him, you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper. He was like an addictive drug. You couldn’t get enough of him. It didn’t help it was the same situation from him. He loved you, but not in the way you wanted it.
He loved fucking you.
It hurt, but you didn’t want to loose your friendship with him. Other than fucking him, he was the person you told everything to. The person you cried on. The person you laughed with. He was everything you’d ever wanted.
You couldn’t lose him. Not when you were about to finish high school together. So, when you got your daily text from him asking to meet up, you didn’t hesitate on getting ready. You didn’t bother putting on a bra since it’d be taken off anyways.
As you slid on a hoodie he gave you, his scent filled your nose. A scent you’d never forget. A scent you loved. You didn’t bother dressing up cute, so you kept on your plaid pajama pants and slid on your Ugg slippers. It’s not like you were going out anywhere fancy.
You sent a text to him letting him know you were on your way as you started your car up. The drive was short considering how close the two of you lived.
Nobody Get Me by SZA played, which completely summarized your life with Childe. All of your friends told you it was an unhealthy situation you were in, but they didn’t understand. Childe took care of you and understood you in a way no one else could. Sure, he didn’t have feelings in a way you did for him, but that was okay. As long as you were near him, it’d be okay.
You let out a huge sigh before knocking on his front door. His parents’ cars weren’t in the driveway, so you guessed they went out to dinner. His parents were rich and always went out, which is why the two of you always hooked up at his place.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day, you know?” Childe shot you his signature smirk as he leaned against the doorframe.
You eyed his muscular body that was dressed in nothing but grey sweats. His V-line peaked out of his waistband, already sending a wave of heat across your body.
“When do you not?” You tease, pushing past him. “You’ve been texting more often, something up?”
It was strange on how frequent Childe had been texting you to come over. Usually you’d come over about two times a week or so, but now it seems like he needs you everyday.
The front door closed. Soon after you could feel his hands resting on your hips as his head cradled in between your head and shoulders. He began to plant subtle kisses along your neck and jawline.
“..Ajax?” You whisper his name. Saying his real name always had an effect on him, and you knew it.
He paused and flipped you to where you were facing him. His eyes were filled with lust and need. “You’re on the pill right?”
You nodded.
In the blink of an eye, he was dragging you up the stairs and down the hallway towards his bedroom. Your back met his bed and his lips met yours. His hands were trapping your wrists on either side of your head, making you whine. You wanted to run your fingers through his soft ginger locks, feel his soft skin; you wanted to touch him.
His movements were frantic as he suck and bit on the skin of your neck. With each marking, you felt yourself getting more and more aroused. It was like he was marking you as his. Something you’ve always wanted, to be his.
“You have no idea, (Y/N)…”His hands left yours and traveled down towards the hem of your hoodie, “Raise your arms.”
You hesitantly obliged. You didn’t understand the first part of his sentence. The cold air attached to your exposed skin, making your nipples harden. Your heart was beating out of your chest. Normally you wouldn’t feel so different at your occasional hookups. But this wasn’t an occasional hookup. You could tell. His demeanor and mood was way different.
He muttered things under his breath as he took in the upper half of your body. “So beautiful,” he whispered, leaning forward to place a kiss on your forehead, “all mine.” His hands crept up your stomach, making butterflies form with each inch he gained. Once they reached your breast, he began to fondle them and continue marking your skin.
Your thoughts were all over the place. He was driving you more crazy than he regularly did. His touches became more rough, making you gasp.
“Say it, say you’re mine (Y/N).”
Your panties were beyond soaked at this point. One more move from him and you might as well come undone.
“I’m yours, Ajax.”
What was going on didn’t seem real. Did he mean what he said? Or was he just so horny he was spouting out nonsense.
Your shorts and panties were ripped off of you and tossed to the floor. Childe’s eyes traveled from yours down to your soaked entrance. He ran his middle finger up and down your slit before inserting two of his slender fingers.
Soft moans escaped your mouth from each thrust of his fingers. Childe was enjoying every bit of it. His dick twitched with every sound or move you made. The way you chased your high by grinding against his fingers was what really did it.
Your release coated his fingers as he pulled out of your hole. It was so filthy, watching him lick his fingers clean. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. Your lips were slightly parted and your chest was rising and falling at a rapid pace.
Even with the delicious orgasm Childe always manage to rip from you with his fingers, his dick was a thousand times better. You and him both knew that.
He wasted no time in ridding himself of his sweatpants and freeing his cock from his boxers. Precum leaked from his tip as he fisted his erection a couple times. You expected him to get up to grab a condom from his nightstand, but he didn’t. Instead, he began to rub his dick between your folds, gathering your slick.
“You’re not gonna grab a condom?”
He shook his head, “I want to feel all of you tonight. No barriers, yeah?”
Him fucking you raw was always a dream of yours for years. The two of you always used a condom. He said it’d be more safer, even though you were already on the pill.
“Well?” He began to prod at your entrance, teasing you.
“..Yes.” You panted out, overwhelmed with him and your feelings.
His hips snapped forwards. You could feel every vein and muscle of him inside of you. It felt way better this way. Like he belonged there.
The two of you groaned in union at the feeling. Childe was holding on by mere strings from how tightly you wrapped around him. It felt so good. You eventually relaxed, which allowed him to set a solid pace.
“Fuck, you feel so good around me,” His hands intertwined with yours on either side of your head, which made your heart swoon.
His pace increased, and he began thrusting at an even deeper angle. Your interlocked fingers tightened around his as you moaned.
Childe was so focused on the way your expressions changed with each roll of his hips. He loved it. He loved how your nose scrunched up when you were coming close to your high.
Ever since the two of you started fucking, he’d pick up on everything and anything. What felt good and what didn’t, what sent you over the edge, and most importantly, your limit.
You had a high sex drive like him, which made him like you even more than he already did. He didn’t know when he started to develop feelings for you. Maybe they were always there and he just didn’t know it. Whatever the case was, he was unbelievably obsessed. With you, with your body, your voice, your hair, everything.
“Ah—Ajax!”
Your screams snapped him out of his trance. A white ring had formed at the base of his dick and you looked like a complete mess. He made you come without even realizing it. However, he wasn’t done. He wanted to make you his that night. And to do that, he wanted you going dumb on his cock. The only thought that was going to be on your mind was him. Nothing else.
His hands left yours and took place on your hips. Gripping your sides in a way he knew it was going to bruise. The air was knocked from your lungs when his hips snapped forward.
“You’re so perfect,”Childes voice was low. “perfect for me.”
Broken sobs of pleasure was the only sound you could make. Your mind was foggy and your eyes struggled to stay open. You could feel your conscience slip away from you with each thrust.
Childe was in awe. He watched as his dick disappeared into you, how it formed a bulge in your tummy when he was balls deep. It was beautiful to him.
You had lost count from how many times you came. It shocked you on how much stamina he always had in bed.
His pace hadn’t slowed the moment he entered you. You clawed at his back and tugged on his hair as you moaned his name. You knew you needed a break, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say it. He felt so good ramming his and your release back into you.
Childe leaned down and rested his head on your shoulder, “I love you.”
Your eyes rolled back and for what felt like the tenth time that night, your orgasm took over your body. This one was much stronger than the others. Your body shook violently as your cum coated his cock. Nothing but ringing could be heard. Your vision was blurry and you could feel your body tingle all over.
Another harsh thrust of Childes hips snapped you back awake, “Say it back.”
Tears fell from your eyes from both pain and pleasure, “I love you! Fuck, I love you, Ajax!”
Your words made him feral. With a thrust, he emptied his load into you, coating your walls white. The two of you caught your breaths for a while before Childe pulled out of you.
If you weren’t so drained of your energy, you would’ve gotten up to take a shower, but your entire body was numb. Childe said something to you, but you were too tired to listen. You fell asleep and decided to talk to him about things in the morning.
The two of you started dating during your senior year in high school. It all started when you walked into his math class. Cute hair, cute face, and a beautiful body, what more could he have asked for? It was a bonus you were a complete idiot like him.
You made dumb jokes and even laughed at them yourself. He loved that you were energetic and laid back.
About two months in to knowing each other, he finally asked you out.
“How about I take you out, yeah? Somewhere nice.”
Of course, you took him up on his offer. You thought he was cute and dorky. He made dumb jokes like you and was a huge flirt. Underneath his stupidity and flirtatiousness, you knew he was a good guy. He talked to you any chance he could get and was caring. Plus, you’d known him for a while so a date wouldn’t kill you.
Your first date was a concert. He paid for both of you. The person you saw was an artist the two of you both favored. You were so beautiful in his eyes. The way you jumped up and down with the crowd, singing along to the lyrics. You had him in love with you.
Since the two of you were already close, it wasn’t awkward when you started dating. Well, for him it wasn’t. You somehow felt much more nervous than when you only had a mere crush on him. Now that you were over his house, laying in his bed, snuggled in his arms, you were a blushing mess. It didn’t help he was ever more of a flirt now that the two of you were official.
“What’s got you so shy? Where’d that energetic, confident girl go?” He’d chuckle as you yelled at him to shut up. “C’mon babe, i’m just teasing.”
Your first kiss was a funny story. Kaminari had to take care of you after you drank too much at a party. It was an end of the year party for the seniors, and there was no way the two of you would pass out on a party. However, you underestimated how much your body could take.
“Geez babe, you still with me?”
It wasn’t your fault. He held you by your hips and stared down at you with drunk eyes. He had been drinking too, just not as much as you. You couldn’t hold yourself back, he looked so hot.
The kiss was slightly sloppy since you went in without a thought. Kaminari was shocked you leaned in to kiss him, but he didn’t mind it. In fact, he enjoyed it. He never imagined you’d be the one to initiate your first kiss.
It was a story the two of you always thought back to. He’d bring it up almost any time you’d kiss him.
“Remember when you were so drunk-”
“Shut up!”
Kaminari always takes you out, no matter the day of the week. You’re both free? You better be ready in 10 minutes because he’s on his way to take you out. He literally cannot, not be around you. He needs to be around you 24/7.
If you’re not near him, you’re on a call with him.
“Sup babe, whatcha up to? Wanna go see a movie?”
You repay him by giving him gifts. A new pair of headphones for his controller since he broke his last pair from raging at a game.
Whenever the two of you get into an argument, he’s always first to apologize. Even if you’re in the wrong, he’s usually always first to apologize. And when I mean apologize, he literally shows up at your doorstep dripping from being out in the rain with a bouquet of your favorite flowers and a bag of your favorite candy. Kaminari hates yelling at you. He’s scared of you leaving him, which is why he’s so clingy sometimes.
On the other hand, when you guys get into a heated argument and he doesn’t apologize first, you’re coming up with all sorts of ways for him to forgive you. You’re up all night coming up with ideas. He won’t answer a single message you send him, but if he does, it’s something cocky.
‘texting me after telling me to leave? crazy.’
or
‘miss me already?’
You end up showing up to his place with an angry expression. Forcing your way into his house. He tried his best to act like he’s mad, but really he’s just toying with you. Your angry face is too cute and funny.
Nsfw! vvv
You can’t go one hangout at his place without your hands being off of each other. Your relationship has gotten to the point where you crave each other unconditionally.
He could be on his playstation playing with his friends and you’re suddenly climbing on top of him, whispering into his ear how bad you want him. Takes literal seconds for him to turn off his playstation and take care of your needs. He doesn’t even say, ‘bye’ to his friends.
“Can’t even wait ‘til i’m done on the game, huh?”
You’re gripping the sheets as he laps up your juices, flattening his tongue against your clit. Kaminari loved watching you crumble underneath him. Your cute moans and facial expressions made his heart jump and dick twitch.
Once he’s prepped you enough, he’s ramming his cock into you without hesitation.
Will fuck you dumb if he feels like it. Literally loves watching your body shake from how good he’s making you feel.
“Fuck—you’re so perfect, baby.”
Your clawing at his back as he whispers all sorts of things into your ear. His pace was brutal, making the bed creak from each thrust.
Kaminari is a total freak. If you’re asking to, he’ll do it. No matter the time or place. The two of you have fucked in his car multiple times. Probably more than the amount of times than in his or your room.
When you tell him you’ve started birth control pills and that he didn’t have to wear a condom anymore, he was jumping up with joy. Best believe you were underneath him moaning his name a couple moments after you told him. The way you sucked him in was perfect. He was lost in the way you felt.
Loves marking your skin up. Idc. You’re not leaving his place without a hickey on your neck.
The first time he came inside you, he definitely shed a tear. He couldn’t help it. It felt so good to be able to release inside you. The thought of you holding his kids spurred him on.
tags: Smut, highschool AU!, there’s no quirks, dabi doesn’t have burn marks, dabi has an eyebrow piercing, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, marking, rough sex, degradation, smoking, peer pressure(?)
summary: you get assigned to tutor the senior stoner. going to his house for a study session escalated to something more.
You weren’t stoked for tutoring Dabi. Sure, you loved to help people study, but when it came to people like him, you found it difficult. He was failing practically every class and the only senior in Physical Science A. You were amazed he was still even allowed to attend the school.
When you were told you had to tutor him, you almost ended it all in that exact moment. You, a straight A student, top of all your classes, tutoring him, a failure.
“No disrespect, sir, but why me?” You asked your principal, attitude in your tone.
Dabi scoffed and slouched into his chair next to you. The principal eyed you both before letting out a sigh.
“Miss (Y/N), I know this task may seem…” He paused and stared at Dabi who grinned and gave a small wave, “Difficult…. but he could really use the help.”
You side eyed Dabi before pouting, “Fine.”
~
After your meeting in the principals office, you and Dabi exchanged numbers. You set up a study date at his house directly after school, and he surprisingly agreed without complaints. He even offered to drive you after school since you normally took the bus. You were a bit hesitant a first, but you took him up on his offer.
Once the final school bell rang, you waited at the doors to the student parking lot. Multiple students left and the cars in the parking lot dwindled down. You began to wonder if Dabi lied and ditched you.
Just as you were about to press his contact to call him, he turned the corner of the hallway.
“Took you long enough!” You cross your arms and leaned your weight onto your right leg.
He smirked, “My apologies, your highness.”
You rolled your eyes and followed him out of the school. His car was parked at the end of the lot. It was an all-black hellcat. You almost forgot he came from a rich family. His brother was a very smart student, almost on your level. However, he had three more years ahead of him to reach yours.
The moment you opened the passenger door, the scent of weed entered your nostrils, causing your nose to scrunch up. Dabi noticed your facial expression and chuckled as he hopped into the drivers seat.
“Seriously?” You peaked your head into the car and raised an eyebrow at him.
His right hand was already on the steering wheel, ready to drive. “Um, yeah? Get in.”
A groan escaped your mouth as you tossed your backpack onto the floor of the car before plopping down onto the leather seat. Before he backed out of his parking space, he pulled out a vape and took a long hit. You stared at the device and read: “Blue Rasperry, Breeze Pro.”
His eyes met yours and noticed what you were looking at, “Wanna hit it?”
“Are you crazy? No.”
Dabi snickered as he placed his hand on the back of your headrest, twisting his body to look in the back window, “Figured.”
You peaked over at him as he backed out of the parking space. His black T-shirt slightly lifted, causing his lower abdomen to show. Your eyes immediately darted to his prominent V-line.
Dabi caught you looking as he returned to his sitting position and smirked. You rasied eyebrows and averted your eyes away from him to act like you weren’t caught.
The drive to his place was quiet. Neither of you spoke a word to each other. Only occasional glances. His music taste was much different from yours. Though, you did know some of the artists he played: Lucki, Pierce the Veil, and Chase Atlantic.
When you arrived at his place, you picked up on the fact that he had his own apartment. It made you wonder why he moved out so early. It’s not like you were in college yet, and it was only the second trimester. However, you kept your questions to yourself.
His place smelled like weed and air fresheners. At least he tried to mask the scent.
You slid off your uggs at the doorsteps and followed him towards the kitchen. Not knowing where to go, you nervously held your backpack and waited for him to say something.
Dabi noticed you looked lost and pointed towards the large couch in the living room, “You can set up, or whatever, in there.”
You nodded and did as he said. You placed your laptop on the coffee table and set out pens and pencils along with some notebooks.
Dabi was busy searching the refrigerator for food while you patiently waited.
His apartment was neat for the most part. There was a large TV that gang over a fire place with blue flames. You found the blue flames fun to look at.
“You want pizza?”
You perked up at his voice and turned to look at him. He was leaned against his counter, facing you with his phone in hand and a lit joint in the other.
“Um, sure.”
He nodded and brought the joint to his lips. You turned away and began to scroll through your phone as you waited for him to finish ordering. Once he was done, he took a spot next to you on the couch with two water bottles and an ash tray.
You eyed his joint, “Do you really have to smoke right now?”
He shrugged his shoulders, “Helps me focus.”
His words made you curious. Did weed really do that? You thought it made you freak out.
Dabi could read the curiosity on your face. He held out the joint for you to take it, nodding his head slightly for you to hit it.
You shook your head, “I don’t smoke.”
He frowned and left his hand out, “Oh c’mon, one hit won’t hurt.”
You hummed and stared down at his hand. Would one hit really hurt? You were honestly considering it.
“Here,” Dabi took a long hit and scooted closer to you. You could smell his cologne and the weed much more. He raised his free hand and pointed at your mouth. You blushed, nervous at what he was indicating. However, you complied. You opened your mouth and watched as he exhaled the smoke into your mouth. “Take a deep breath.”
You followed his instruction. As soon as you did, you felt a slight sting in the back of your throat, but you didn’t cough.
Dabi hummed, “That’s funny. You took it a lot better than I expected.”
In your mind, you were stressing out. Why were you going along with what he said? Why did he look at you the way he did? And most importantly, why was he looking better than usual?
Dabi had attractive features, you knew that. You just didn’t care. You didn’t like his personality. He was a jerk, a loser, and he smoked. But, you couldn’t help but feel something towards him. You always have. That’s why you hated the fact you had to tutor him. You knew your feelings would increase.
“Um- So, what class do you wanna focus on today?”
He took a drag of the joint and squinted his eyes as he thought. Smoke trailed out of his nose as he softly exhaled. “Ask me later, I wanna finish this joint first.”
“Dabi-” You were cut off by him placing the joint in between your lips. Your eyes widened, but he calmed you down by giving you a reassuring lazy smile.
“Inhale.”
Once again, you followed his instruction. This time, there wasn’t a burning sensation. You took it a lot more smoother. It made you wonder yourself how you took it so well. As you pulled back, you maintained eye contact with him and exhaled softly. His half-lidded blue eyes peered into yours. It made you nervous.
Your study session somehow turned into a smoking session. Never in a million years would you think you’d be seated on Dabi’s couch smoking with him. Each time you tried to bring up the topic of studying, he’d blow you off and say ‘one more hit, then we can.’ Except that was 10 hits ago and the pizza he had ordered earlier was opened on the coffee table with two slices gone.
Dabi handed you a water bottle because he could tell from the look on your face you needed it. You’d never been high before. Everything was hitting you at once. Your vision was slowed and your body was much more sensitive than usual.
“How you feelin’, pretty?”
The joint was smooshed into the ash tray, finished by the two of you. You finished your water bottle and placed it on the coffee table.
“I… don’t know.” You giggle. “You sure this helps you focus?”
He nodded, “Always. Now, can you help me with this.” Dabi pulled out an old test he took in science. “My teacher told me he’d let me retake it Friday.”
You stared at his score, 10/45.
“Damn, that’s terrible.” You blurt out.
He choked back his laughter and looked at you. Your eyes were red and lowered. Your always neat hair was disheveled and you had a blush coating your cheeks. You were absolutely fried. He smirked at your broken form. He managed to crack the nerd.
You took notice that he had been staring at you and tried to recollect your thoughts, “Um, right, science.” You picked up his paper and stared at each question he got wrong. However, your mind couldn’t focus with his eyes scanning your body. You felt nervous under his gaze. “So, what don’t you understand?”
Dabi leaned in closer next to you and scanned the questions you had just looked at. You swallowed a thick lump in your throat from how close he was. Your thighs were touching and his arm was mere inches away from brushing up against yours. You admired his side profile as he looked at the paper you were holding up. His jawline was sharp, like his nose.
Dabi side eyed you, “Are you gonna help me, or keep staring?”
If you were sober, you’d know exactly how to answer his question. The fact was, you weren’t. You were high and somehow horny. Being near him wasn’t helping either. Anything he did made your body slightly twitch.
Your lips parted, but you couldn’t form a sentence.
The next thing that happened shocked the both of you. You dropped the paper and began to straddle him. His hands rested on the waist band of your leggings, while yours rested on his chest. Your heart was beating fast, and your chest was rising and falling rapidly.
He smirked at the state you were in, “What’s up with the sudden change of heart? Thought you wanted to study.”
“No, what I want now is…” You paused, unable to say the next word out of shame and embarrassment.
Dabis hand began to creep his hands underneath your crewneck that loosely rested on your shoulders. “…Is?”
You turned your head to the side and balled your hands up on his shirt.
He lowly chuckled as his hands stopped at the clip of your bra. “Tell me to stop and I will.”
Your bra was unclasped and shortly after, disregarded on the floor. Next was your crewneck. Inch by inch, Dabi lifted it up your body. Just as your breast began to appear, he stopped and looked at you. He had a smug smirk plaster on his lips, almost like he knew you’d end up like this.
“Well?”
You let go of any restraint telling you not to and leaned in to kiss him. It was a quick kiss. You pulled away ever so slightly to look at him in his eyes. All you could see was lust. In an instant, he crashed his lips onto yours roughly and fondled with your breast underneath your crewneck. You began to grind on his crotch in the process.
Finally, he got your crewneck off of you and tossed it on the floor. His mouth latched to your neck, littering it with his markings. While his mouth was busy on your neck, his hands were busy groping your boobs.
Soft mewls escaped your lips as you continued to grind against him. You could feel the bulge in his pants grow the louder your sounds were.
“You’re a freak, you know that?” Dabi muttered in between kisses.
You disregarded his words and reached down to take his shirt off. However, he stopped you and pulled away from your neck.
“Lay down.”
His tone was darker, more dominant. You followed orders and laid on your back with your head against the arm rest.
“So quick to follow orders,” Dabi chuckled, “just how desperate are you?”
You sigh, “Dabi-”
He hushed you. You formed a line with your lips and stayed silent. His eyes traveled down to your leggings, making your thighs press against each other. He smirked watching you squirm.
Your leggings and panties were ripped from you, tossed to the side. Now, you were completely bare underneath him. Dabi looked at each curve of your body, thinking of all the ways he could crack you even more. Just the thought of you going dumb on his cock made his dick twitch in his boxers.
The tension was thick. Dabis boner poked at his grey sweats, making your stomach do somersaults.
“Sorry, (Y/N), but I can’t wait any longer.” He began to rid himself of his pants and boxers, letting his cock spring free. “I’m sure you can take it though, right? I mean, you handled the weed well.”
You stared at his dick. It was big, thick too. A vein ran up from the base towards his tip. He kept his dick clean, which you liked. It wasn’t perfectly shaved, but it wasn’t extremely hairy either.
“C’mon, let me hear you say you can.”
You swallowed, “I- I can.”
He smirked and took off his shirt, tossing it to the side to join the rest of your clothes. “That’s my girl. Now, just lay there and look pretty for me, ‘mkay?”
You nodded.
His tip parted through your wet folds, gathering your slick to make it easy to slide in. Once his tip pressed into your tight hole, the two of you hissed. But that didn’t stop Dabi, he couldn’t stop. His hips bucked forward, shoving his length into you fully. You cried out, tears forming in your eyes from both pain and pleasure. He stretched you out, but at the same time made you feel so full.
“So fuckin’ tight..” He breathed out. “Relax, baby.”
Your tensed muscles calmed down, making it easier for him to move. Once he was able to complete a thrust, any sign of concern left Dabis body. You scratched at his back and moaned as his pace quickened. He gripped your hips so tight they were sure to leave bruises.
With each thrust he thrusted, the more it felt good.
“Fuck—Ah!” You gripped his forearms and tilted your head back.
Dabi was in love with the way your stomach bulged when his dick would move. With one hand, he pressed down on your stomach to feel himself moving in you. Your eyes widened and a broken cry came out of you mouth.
“You like that?” He laughed, “Man, you really are a slut. Underneath that nerdy persona, you’re just a freak aren’t you?”
Your eyes rolled back as his hips snapped upwards, making his dick hit deeper into you.
“Answer.”
“Yes! Fuck—yes.”
He hummed and continued to thrust into you at a brutal pace. You were on cloud nine, lost in pleasure. The weed in your system made the sex so much better. In addition, Dabi was constantly hitting your g-spot, which really made you go dumb.
Dabi shook your hands off him and hooked his arms underneath your thighs, putting you into a mating press. In this angle, he could reach even deeper.
You couldn’t form words anymore. Only, his name and moans came out your mouth.
“That’s right, keep on moaning my name pretty girl. Let me hear you scream.” His thumb began to rub harsh circles against your puffy clit, making you clench around his dick. You felt your stomach began to tighten.
The combination of his dick thrusting into you and the stimulation on your clit was beginning to become too much for you.
“Please, slow down. ‘S too much.” Your voice was high-pitched and whiney.
Dabi didn’t slow down, in fact, he picked up his pace. You were completely over the edge. Your orgasm took over your body without warning. Ringing began to form in your eyes and your vision blurred as you came on his cock.
You threw your head back and let out a final moan, clamping down on his member. Dabis thrusts began to stutter from how tight you became.
“Ah—fuck, don’t go giving out on me now. I know you have another one in you.” Dabi leaned down to your ear and continued to thrust into you, “Give me another, yeah?”
Even though his breath was warm, his words made your body shiver. You reluctantly nodded. You don’t even think you could stop him if you tried.
Your body was still recovering from your last orgasm, but Dabi paid no mind to that. He wanted to completely ruin you.
When he saw tears fall from your eyes, he knew he achieved his goal. You were hanging on by a mere string, clinging onto his forearms once more to help steady yourself.
Dabi was coming close to his high, and he so desperately didn’t want to leave your warm walls. His thrusts became erratic, his rhythm lost.
“Want it in me.” You mutter between moans. “Please.”
Your words broke something in him he didn’t think he had. It boosted him. With a final snap of his hips, he emptied his load into you. Filling you to the brim.
“God, you’re so fuckin’ perfect.”
Dabi collapsed beside you, his head cradled into your neck as he caught his breath. You closed your eyes and blacked out from being so tired.
The next time you opened your eyes, you were in his black T-Shirt and had a blanket draped over your body. Searching the room, you saw him in the kitchen in nothing but grey sweats. His dark hair was messy and you could see his muscles flex as he lifted a frying pan. When you saw a pancake flip, you shot upwards. Was it already the next day?
The noises of you shuffling on the couch caused him to look over. A smile formed on his face.
Boys who jokingly flirt with you just to get you flustered. Complimenting you with a smirk on their face because they know how easily you blush.
“You curled your hair today? You look hot.”
Sure, it was just a compliment. Anyone could say that to you. The fact is that they said it. You’ve been friends with them for a long time and you know how they can be. Flirty isn’t one of their attitudes with you.
You could be talking with them and they’d randomly smile at you and glance at your lips from time to time.
“Why do you keep looking at my lips like you want to kiss me?”
“Maybe because I want to.”
You’d stutter in your sentences and struggle to speak after that. And they fucking love it. They love toying with you. Will they ever admit it? No. Not yet.
summary: it’s the weekend, so you and your classmates decide to celebrate your off days partying. where would be a better place to party than the club? What you didn’t think would happen was hooking up with Kaminari.
tags: alcohol, underage drinking, smut, improper quirk usage, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), vaginal sex, roughness, skin marking
a/n: not proof read, so sorry for any errors 😩
You scrambled through your dresser drawers looking for an outfit. If you were going out with your classmates, you wanted to look extra good. There weren’t many opportunities for you to dress up and look good, so you wanted to take advantage of this opportunity.
It was Mina’s idea to sneak out when Aizawa fell asleep. The club was your idea. It took a bunch of convincing Yaoyarozu to create fake ID’s for everyone. Not to mention getting Ida to not snitch. He agreed to be on watch out for you all in case Aizawa got up.
The plan was perfect.
You pulled out a short, skimpy bright red dress that looked like a stripper would wear. It shocked you that you even owned such a thing. You thought it was a bit too much, but you really didn’t have anything else. Plus, you were sure the other girls would wear similar things.
Once the hallways started to silence, you took the time to get ready and patiently wait for a text message. You wore your hair down with a slight curls at the ends. Your makeup was subtle, just mascara, blush, and lipgloss.
As your phone buzzed on your nightstand, you applied your finishing touches and checked your phone.
You slid on white high-top converse and quietly opened your door. Since you didn’t own any heels, your converse were just going to have to do. Plus, you didn’t want to deal with sore ankles the next day.
The walk down to the front doors was difficult. Mostly because everyone was containing their laughter from trying to be quiet. It didn’t help that Denki accidentally tripped down the stairs, causing a loud bang to roar throughout the staircase.
Once you all made it to the front, Denki used small voltages to disable to cameras set up. After all of the cameras were disabled, you booked it towards the front gates where multiple taxis were parked. You made a mental note to thank Yaoyarozu for paying for them.
You ended up jn a taxi with Denki, Mina, and Kirishima. The four of you were known as the planners for party situations. It was a tight squeeze in the backseat, but you all managed. You were in between Mina and Denki.
To help pass time, you played mini games on your phone. As you played your games, you noticed you forgot to charge your phone. You let out a sad sigh and disregarded the low battery notification.
Denki heard your sigh and turned his head to notice your low battery. “I got you.” He pointed a finger at your phone and used his quirk to charge your phone.
You gave him a smile, “Thanks.”
He nodded and turned his head to continue talking to Kirishima. However, your eyes were left lingering on him. He wore a black dressed shirt that was slightly unbuttoned with a gold chain. For pants, he wore black baggy jeans. An all-black combo. His cologne entered your nostrils which made you start to realize how attractive Denki actually was. You knew he was hot, but tonight he looked better than usual.
Seeing him now really set something off in you.
“Whatcha lookin at?” Mina whispered, nudging you playfully.
You bit back a smile and nudged her back, “Stop.”
Mina giggled, “C’mon just say it’s already! You think he’s hot.”
Just before you could raise your hand to silence her, Kirishima caught your attention.
“Yo, we’re here!” Kirishima excitedly hopped out the car. Denki gave you a quick glance before hopping out shortly after.
You looked back at Mina and she raised and dropped her eyebrows playfully, making you roll your eyes.
As you scooted towards the door of the car, Denki stood outside with his hand out. You paused before taking his hand.
“What’s up with all these kind gestures? You’re usually always finding a way to annoy me.”
Denki laughed, “Who says i’m still not finding ways?”
You let out a small yelp and jolted at the sudden feeling of a shock. “Ow!”
While Denki was in a laughing state, you took your chance to activate your quirk. You raised your hand and summoned a water hand to follow your action. A loud slapping sound echoed throughout the crowd, causing some people to turn back and look at the two of you.
“OW! Mine did NOT hurt that much.” Denki rubbed his cheek and wiped a tear that formed in his eye.
You snickered, “C’mon, half of them already made it in.”
~
Loud music played throughout the club. You were already five shots in of the 10 minutes of being there.
“Damn (Y/N), you do this often?” Kirishima watched as you downed a shot, amazed at how you were in the lead.
You, Denki, Mina, Kirishima, Bakugo, and Yaoyarozu were all in a drinking competition. At first, it started off with the whole class. But after three shots, multiple people tapped out.
“Nope, maybe you guys are just lightweight.” You wink, finishing another shot. In truth, you really didn’t know how you were managing multiple shots.
Bakugo snatched the shot you were reaching for before you could grab it, “Shut you damn weirdo, I won’t allow you to beat me.”
You giggled, “Alright tough guy, I was about to tap out anyways.”
And thank god you did. While you watched the others compete to drink, it all hit you. You were cheering on Denki as it happened. In one blink, your vision became slower and you could feel your body become fuzzy.
“Damn, you guys look fucked up.” Mina laughed, nudging Kirishima to look.
“How many did you guys take?!” Kirishima burst out laughing.
You looked over at Denki and noticed his eyes were half-lidded and a drunk smirk was plastered on his lips. The two of you help eye contact before he broke it.
“Wayyy more than you.”
You giggled, “Yeah!”
“Whatever, i’m gonna go find someone to dance with.” Mina got up and disappeared into the large crowd of people.
You decided dancing was a good idea and began dragging Denki into the crowd without a thought. Flashing lights were displayed everywhere and you could feel strangers brush up against you every other second.
“Awe you wanna dance with me?”
You shrugged your shoulders, “I’m bored.”
At first, it started with the two of you singing your heart out to a justin beiber song. Mina probably managed to sneak in a song request because you knew it was her favorite song. Then, as the music began to drift off to other songs, you found yourself dancing against Denki.
His hands were rested on your hips while your back was against his stomach. You felt so free and loose drunk. It was amazing. Not to mention the rush of excitement you felt whenever you’d occasionally grind your ass against Denkis crotch. You could tell he enjoyed it from the way his grip on your hips would change.
You felt goosebumps form on your neck when you felt Denki kneel down to your level to rest his head on your shoulder. You turned your head slightly and caught his eyes.
In that moment, it was like everything around you was a blur. It was only you and Denki. His eyes traveled from your eyes to your lips. You felt the urge to kiss him. He must’ve felt the same thing, because he beat you to it.
His lips were on yours in an instant. You gasped into the kiss when you felt his hands slowly move around your body. The kiss escalated quickly. You turned around to wrap your arms around his neck for a better angle.
After a while, you both pulled away to catch your breath. You stared up into his yellow eyes admiring his handsome face. Behind his half-lidded eyes, you could tell his gaze was filled with lust. You couldn’t lie and say you weren’t aroused either.
A smirk formed on your lips, “Down to fuck?”
~
It was a risky gamble. As everyone began to head back to their dorm rooms, you managed to sneak into Denki’s unnoticed.
The second the two of you reached his room, your hands were all over each other. A trail of clothes and shoes were led up to his bed. Soft moans escaped your mouth as his mouth attacked your skin. One of his hands were placed beside your head while the other was slowly making its way down your thighs.
You gripped his forearm when you felt his middle finger run down your slit. His smirk deepens and you could he was enjoying every moment of this. He loved the way your facial expressions changed with each touch. It’s like he knew your weaknesses.
“Had a feeling you liked me.” He inserted his ring and middle finger, making you whine, “Tell me i’m wrong.”
“What…?” You breathe out. Your mind was focused on the way his fingers were plunging in and out of you. The alcohol in your system made you sensitive to any and every touch.
“C’mon, you don’t think I tease you all the time just for fun? I do it because I know you like it.” His pace increased, “I mean, when I didn’t hear you deny Mina, it all started to piece together.”
You were at a loss for words. You’d have to kill Mina later for her loud mouth.
“If you knew, why are you trying to get it out of me n-now?” You words were mushing together from the sensations you were feeling. Denkis fingers were curling up into you at a perfect angle.
He giggled, “I dunno, just wanted to hear it from you.”
Before you could say anything else, you were cut off by the waves of electricity coursing throughout your body. Denki placed his thumb on your clit and used his quirk to stimulate you more. You never thought such a feeling could make you feel so good.
A loud moan echoed in his room and you felt a knot form in your stomach. Through your blurred vision, you could see that Denki was in awe.
“Fuck..”
His lips crashed onto yours and you could feel another shock jolt your body. With a final thrust of his fingers, you came undone. Your release coated his fingers and you were almost embarrassed at the sight.
“Think you can take some more, pretty girl?” Denki brought his fingers up to his mouth to lick them clean.
Watching him do so sparked something in your body you never thought would. You nodded your head to his question as you calmed down from your high.
Denki had a pretty good size for a dick, much bigger than you imagined. Watching him slide in was definitely the highlight of your night. Both of you groaned in unison once he was fully in. You felt so full.
You threw your head back and closed your eyes once he began to thrust. He started of slow so the two of you could adjust to the euphoric feeling.
“Fuck—Denki, keep going.” You muttered in between quick breaths. He felt so good inside of you. It was a perfect fit.
He let in a sharp inhale when you clenched around him, “Whatever you say, angel.”
His nicknames made your heart swoon. Once his pace picked up, you clutched the bedsheets beneath you. The grip his hands had on your hips was brutal and sure to leave markings in the morning, but you didn’t care. Not when you felt like that.
Your breaths started to become erratic, and you could tell from the way his thrust started to become sloppy, he was close.
“Denki-”
He groaned, “Yes?”
“After this, what are we?”
He smiled and planted a kiss on your forehead, “Whatever you want us to be.”
You smiled and hooked your arms around his neck to bring him into a kiss. Denki brought a hand up to your cheek and traced circles with his thumb. You turned into mush under his touch. He was truly your weakness, and you were totally okay with that.
“Tell me if it’s too much, mkay?”
You nodded and unhooked your arms from his neck. His hands returned to your hips and you felt his pace pick up again. However, his thumb began to circle your clit with his quirk playing a role, sending you over the edge. You were a moaning mess.
The voltage of electricity had you seeing stars and feeling things you didn’t think you could ever achieve. No man has ever made you feel that way.
Nothing but moans and broken cries came out your mouth. Denki was enjoying every second of it. Hell, if he could hear you and watch you crumble like this everyday he’d do it in a heartbeat.
Without warning, your body began to spasm and an intense orgasm took over your body. Denki continued to thrust into you, chasing his own high.
“Ah—Denki!”
“I know babe, just give me a couple more seconds.”
Your mind went blank and your ears began to ring. After a couple minutes, you began to snap back to reality. Your eyes traveled down to see Denki cleaning your stomach with a T-shirt. You mentally thanked him for not finishing inside of you.
You snickered.
“What? It’s all I had.”
“Thank you, now let’s sleep. I’m exhausted.”
He tossed the dirty T-shirt to the side and crawled up next to you. You pulled a blanket over your bodies and slowly drifted off to sleep. You had a lot to discuss in the morning.
