#bnha smut

[fairytsuk1]

Waitwaitwaitwait but what if r was sating akatsuki but wasn't into degradation and stuff. Like she prefers praise and nice stuff like that

katsuki with a soft!gf

katsuki groans against you, your poor twin bed creaking under the shared weight of you two. he's not exactly gentle as he litters your body with marks of his own. he leaves two, one near each breast and one on the right of your thigh, before he dove his face in and ate you out like a man starved.

"taste fuckin' delicious," he groans, hand grabbing your chin to kiss your plush lips. he smirks wickedly when he pulls away, "you agree?"

you immediately kick at him with a flushed face, "you're so nasty, katsuki."

"you still want me," he huffs quietly as he settles back on his haunches, tapping your thigh to flip over. "plus, I can't help it when you're spread out fa' me like this. you're dripping, baby. look so fuckin' sexy."

his hand smooths comfortingly down the curve of your back, encouraging you to arch further as you wiggle your ass enticingly. katsuki watches enraptured, cock hard and smearing precum against his navel.

"please," you beg instinctually. your head turns to pout at him with needy eyes, "fuck me, katsuki. wanna feel it."

his red eyes rake over you adoringly as he adjusts, fisting himself with a hiss as his head tips back toward the ceiling. he refocuses with a heavy breath, nudging your knees wider, "yeah, gladly, baby."

it's only the tip, but you're already caving for him with a broken whimper. your head stuffs itself into the pillows, and your boyfriend can only chuckle as he squeezes the fat of your ass.

"relax, you've taken it before," he croons softly as he bullies another inch into you. "can feel how much you like it, squeezing me so tight. gonna cream this dick, hm? fuck, you're so beautiful."

the last part comes out just a bit softer and more loving as he squeezes your hard that flies back for comfort. he interlaces your fingers, hand holding yours tenderly as his hips snap against yours. the skin on skin is so loud and lewd that you hope no one can hear, but the thought is fucked out of you as katsuki loses himself in your gummy walls.

"katsuki, oh, ohmygod!"

"what, baby? c'mon, tell me."

your man only grins as you babble to him, but he only noses your neck and kisses you to remind you he's there and loves you. your eyes roll back and he feels a hot rush of pleasure course down his spine. god, he'll do anything you ask.

you'll say katsuki's pussy-whipped, and he'll never deny it, only looking away with pink cheeks and ears.

[mzzledmutt]

“who’s my good boy?”

cw: NSFW, dom!reader + sub!men, jerking off, edging, overstimulation, phone sex

notes: all characters are 18+

“who’s my good boy?”

“i am!”

he’s vocal and breathless, bordering upon whimpers as he strokes his twitching cock. he needed you, tied of the near two hours of torture you were subjecting him to. he was frustrated that you chose to run errands instead of staying with him.

your solution wasn’t helping either.

with his phone on speaker and his private gallery full of you, your voice carried through the room as he strokes himself. you’re ignoring him, talking about your day as you run errands. he’s on the verge of sobs, quickening the pace of his hand.

“plea—please fuck! i wanna cum!”

“i’ll be so good, wanna be your good boy!”

“as i was saying, this poor little cashier gets chewed out by the older lady and just starts bawling. i felt so bad, poor thing.”

he’s desperate, growing overstimulated from edging for so long. he’s so close, the pressure in his stomach becoming too much to bear. his thick cock leaks rivulets of precum, only adding to his pleasure.

“are you about to cum?”

tears prick his eyes, a hard lump lodged in his throat. he grits his teeth as he tosses his head back, shutting his eyes. “n-no.” he lies, squeezing the base of his cock to prevent himself from spilling over.

“what a shame, i was gonna let you.”

izuku midoriya, TOMURA SHIGARAKI, shōtō todoroki, DENKI KAMINARI, tamaki amajiki, keigo takami, tōya todoroki, kenma kozume, KŌTARŌ BOKUTO + tōru oikawa

[glitterycvm]

USELESS₊˚⊹♡

[•~AGEDUP!PROHERO!MIDORYIA X F!READER~•] smut/slight angst

synopsis: your pro hero boyfriend comes back angry and hurt and needs a way to relieve some stress

warnings: dom!izuku sub!reader degradation, spanking, use of "whore" and "slut", praise

a/n: pt.2?

the front door slams, which is soon accompanied by faint footsteps gradually getting louder and louder. they sounded urgent and quick. the suspense making your heart race and stomach drop.

you leave your room to further investigate the sudden footsteps, only to be greeted by your boyfriend, izuku sat on the couch. but something was off about him. he didn't have his usual soft and caring personality. his aura wasn't so welcoming and gentle.

"please izuku, baby- just talk to me..." you sigh. izuku had just came home from a mission and he seemed frustrated. and you had been urging the man to open up, after all izuku wasn't the type to get angry easily.

"I told you I'm fine." he shuts you off again. that's all he had been repeating for the last 10 minutes. he kept brushing you off, ignoring the obvious tint of worry slowly spreading all over your face.

"baby please- tell me-"

"fine. you wanna know so bad huh? just can't leave me alone. I'll show you then, since you can't mind your own fucking business." he snaps. you've never seen this side of him. he looked so angry, and frustrated. he was fed up with whatever it was bothering him.

izuku grabs your hands forcefully, his grasp making it impossible for you to even attempt to break through. but it wasn't like you would try to, seeing izuku so fed up and furious sorta turned you on, but you would never tell him that.

eagerly, the green haired man drags you to your sharfed bedroom, slamming the door as quickly as he could. he shoves you onto the mattress, his shadow towering all over you. before you could realize his rough calloused hands reach for the hem of your shorts, toying with the waistband.

"can I?" izuku always made sure he had your approval before doing anything, after all his biggest fear is hurting you. you nod, completely lost in the sudden adrenaline rush.

izuku sighs, his frustration grows even more, he delivers a soft but warning slap on your leg. "y'know better, use your words." it was evident he wasn't messing around. "you can..." was all it took before izuku slides your shorts off in one swift motion, leaving one small rip in them.

you sigh loudly at the sensation of the cold air hitting your naked legs. then a finger runs all over your panties, teasing your soaking hole, slick seeping through the soft cotton fabric. he smirks at the sight. "mm-, didn't know I could do this to ya, makes me feel kinda useful for once..." he chuckles, fingers rubbing your clothed clit.

deep breaths quicken as you ache for more stimulation, hips slowly grinding against his finger. izuku sucks his teeth before holding your hips down, restricting you from any movement. "if you want more, you gotta ask princess." he adds, a cocky grin painted all over his face.

"p-please zuku- more.." you mumble out. he scoffs loudly again, another slap meeting your thigh, this time a little bit harder. "for what? don't act dumb now." he snaps, fingers now rubbing over your clothed clit even slower. despite how humiliated you felt, you were so desperate for more. "please baby, I need you in me..."

panties are thrown across the bedroom, your bare pussy out for him. he lets a hand rub all over your inner thighs, collecting all the arousal which seeped out. "looks like I don't needa prep you huh, pretty girl? but what else did I expect from a slut like you.." he chuckles before reaching down to his belt.

he slowly unbuckles the belt, before stopping suddenly. "nah, since you wanted to piss me off, you do it." grabbing one of your soft gentle hands and placing them on his belt. and you oblige, you didn't care what it took, all you wanted was his cock in you right now.

you unbuckle his belt and slide his boxers off, freeing his girthy cock. his hairs were trimmed and his tip was a rosy pink, veins decorating the length. izuku shudders, "mmm, what do you want baby?" he cooes, hands caressing your cheek.

"I want youu-zuku please put it in" you beg, your eyes staring back up at him so gently. izuku smiles warmly for a split second, distracting you from the fact he had just pushed your legs all the way down to your chest, knees touching your chest. he slams himself in, the girth stretching you out, leaving you with a painful yet pleasurable burn.

the two of you let out breathy moans, which are soon disturbed from izuku's sudden harsh thrusts. usually when you two had sex, he was so gentle and sweet. slow but passionate thrusts as he whispered sweet nothings in your ears. but right now, you weren't even sure if this was the same izuku you knew before.

"everybody sayin im fuckin useless..." he groans, hips bucking into your even quicker, making you yelp out with pleasure. his cock moving in and out of your walls at an impossible speed. "always talking about m'not good for anything." he scoffs

you now were beginning to piece together what had happened earlier, what left izuku so angry earlier. you knew people would constantly mock him for his quirk, and his backstory. and usually he wouldn't care, after all why should he? but today was his breaking point.

"m'not useless though..." he mutters, hi thrusts getting sloppier, hands pushing your legs down even more. "isn't that right? nobody could ever fuck my girl as well as I can" he affirms, hands tilting your chin down, maintaining eye contact.

you nod, too lost in the pure bliss you were experiencing from the sensation of feeling his pelvis grind against your clit. not only that, but izuku was ramming into your g-spot in the right place too. making you sob for more.

"I asked you a question." he grunts, his thrusts getting harder and harsher as he slaps your thigh swiftly. making you yelp as you feel the sharp sting. "m- sorry! you- you fuck me so good zuku'" you cry out. you couldn't believe the erotic words leaving your lips right now. it was so embarrassing.

"yeah, dunno what they talking about. always talking shit. bet they none of them could even get you to the brink of an orgasm hm?" he grunts. at this point he was just mumbling to himself. too lost in his frustrated thoughts.

you could feel the edge of an orgasm overtake you. "f-f-fuck!! zuku! gonna cum-" you squeal. izuku groans, and sighs, an annoyed expression planted all over this face. "did I say you could? I wasn't done princess. hold it." he commands as he continues to fuck you into the mattress.

but you couldn't- not when he looked so hot all stressed and furious. the sweat beading off his forehead as he fucked you like a dirty whore. you twitch, body jolting up quickly. the overwhelming feeling of pleasure filling you up. your cum coats his cock quickly, making izuku whimper loudly.

"shit- didn't I tell you not to cum? dirty whore couldn't even listen to my directions. shouldn't have expected you to listen though, you selfish little brat." he scolds, harshly slapping your clit. leaving you sobbing loudly.

"guess I gotta show you how to be a good girl then."

[savnofilter]

You Belong to Me | dabi/t. touya

        (Ex)-Husband!Touya Todoroki x [FEM]Reader

WARNING(S): sexual content, fingering [m → f], pussy slapping, praise kink, spanking, teasing, derogatory names (slut), edging, overstimulation, dacryphilia (reader’s a cryer but Dabi wipes your tears), Touya is still a lil mean tho, oral [m -> f], "pussy" job, p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up y'all), multiple orgasms, (dysfunctional) established relationship. mediately unedited.

COUNT: 4k words.

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A/N: most of this i just had to get down 😭 im too lazy to try and proofread ts again sjsjssj anywhom, lots of concerning relationship fics lately but thanks okay 😘

"You really don't want me anymore?"

You bit your bottom lip to hold back any pleasurable moans that threatened to spill from your lips.

"Have I really neglected my baby that much?" His teeth were now on the sensitive part of your neck, his hands slipping under your nightgown and your legs instinctively opened for the man in need.

"Touya—" You breathed out the name of your soon-to-be ex-husband.

You two had been together for about 4 years and as of right now, it took about two years for his behavior to change.

In the beginning it was nice, as all marriage stories start off. You had met him at a social gathering, you an intern and him a soon to be heir for his father's company. That night before he made a move, you two would exchange flustered gazes, his more domineering than yours. Everytime you two would start to get close in proximity, you'd give him a playful look before slipping away into the crowd of people and stringing him along. You couldn't deny the attraction you were feeling towards the man and it was only your luck when he took it up on himself to introduce himself to you.

That's how your dynamic was: you were the prey that had it in high over their own pretty little head, whilst Touya was a predator who loved games and the thrill of taking home a cute prize at the end of the night. Conversations with him felt so easy, so weightless. Even with all the games and courting you genuinely liked being around him and deep down you wanted to stay near him all the time, too. He liked how you weren't just a pretty face, a witty and intelligent brain to match your beauty. That part wasn't surprising to him knowing your academic track record before properly pursuing you.

Coming down the line you couldn't deny the spark that the two of you had. But then he became sneaky, more “career driven”. He never was like that, he hardly cared about his family's corporation. It wasn't like you were suspecting he was cheating, though what could stop him from doing that with how wealthy he was? Why all of a sudden now?

You could barely hold a conversation with him and each time you gave him affection he would halfheartedly return it back. Every night you were begging for him to talk to you, only for you to be met with a nonchalant attitude and broken promises. You didn't know how else to get anything to change, the best course of affection were the papers you had served to him while he was at work. It was a decision that wasn't easy but one you were willing to take. You could make use of yourself somehow.

You missed the warmth of Touya's lips, his heavy and rough hands, along with his body heat on you like this. His weight is just as consuming as you remembered, the intoxicating feeling pulling you under more and more. His lips met yours in a sloppy kiss that you couldn't help but reciprocate. Touya's tongue poked at your bottom asking for an entrance and your lips happily opened for him, the tip of your own wet muscle meeting his in a messy haze. You moaned against his mouth as he quickly overpowered yours and dragged his hands further onto your body. You had forgotten the promise to hold back your wanton noises but you couldn't help it. You were always putty in his hands.

His warm palms moved to grope at your skin, exploring the untouched expanse he had missed out on for quite some time. He hummed at the warmth against your clothed snatch, the tips of his two fingers pressing into the familiar swell of your clit. He pulls away with a string connecting you two, not paying it any mind as it breaks on its own as you two catch your breath.

Circles were pressed into your sensitive nub through the fabric of your panties. The silk material gave you a good bit of stimulation but you knew it wasn't the same as feeling his bare finger tips. Your pending ex-husband lovingly gazed at your begging expression, knowing what you really wanted but loved seeing you fall apart before he could give it. For you being so cruel, he'd have to coax the words out of you first before anything else.

“What is it you need, baby?” Touya whispers against your lips, tauntingly applying more pressure against your clit and drawing his face away from yours when you wordlessly lean in to feel his kiss again. Your brows cutely scrunch up in frustration, not hiding anything from him. Not your body, not your facial expressions, and soon enough not even your dignity. “Can't give it to you if you don't tell me.”

Your head presses back against the pillow with a pained whimper. This had been the first time in what seemed like forever and even now he was willing to toy with you. Not wanting to succumb to his usual games, your hands place themselves on the nape of his neck, fingers playing with the hairs and lightly pulling on them. The sensation has his eyes rolling back, his ministrations on your cunt only slowing down for a bit before leaving your body altogether. You're almost quick to moan until a gasp escapes your luscious lips first, a searing pain and a twisted tinge of pleasure following the sensation on your cunt.

He's soothing the smack just as fast as he had delivered the assault. Before you could even comprehend what had happened, the glare on his face deepens as you refuse to give him what he wants. His free hand holding him up instead takes both your wrists and pins them over your head, effortlessly taking control.

Smack.

His hand delivered another spank to your pussy, his hands then caressing the spot to soothe the pain. Your hips jerked as they followed his soothing touches, a small cry coming from you when he diddles you.

“Fuck, Touya—”

“Mm, what was that, doll?” Smack. “I couldn't hear you over your whimpering.”

Well yeah, no shit.

Shamefully you were now starting to soak your silk panties, his handling doing everything in its power to toy with your new established relationship.

As he repeatedly played with your cunt, the rising tension of needing a proper release started to claw at you. You, who was once close to slumber, is now up and barely managing to fight back in the twisted tango you two were engaging in. Your nerves throbbed needlessly as you craved more than you were receiving.

“M-More, please.” You whisper out, tears pricking at your eyes as you look up at him. His eyes bore into yours and trails over your body as he contemplates whether to heed your request or not. His hard cock that pressed pressed against his dark pants was a sure indicator that if he wanted a release soon, he'd have to move quicker. But instead, he moves onward to tease the everliving hell out of you.

Though, he is feeling empathetic as he easily slips his hand into your drenched underwear, digits stroking at your cunny in admiration. He shamelessly moans feeling your slick against his fingertips, taking no time in slipping his two fingers inside of you, not caring about the stretch or not.

Your hips buck into his fingering at the slight uncomfortable stretch his digits gave you, the way he knew how to use his fingers slowly easing the discomfort away soon enough. Your chest rose and fell as you tried to keep your climax at bay. The temperature in your body felt as though it was going through the roof and you needed it to simmer down soon.

Touya chuckles degradingly above you as he notices how you ride his fingers, using him as much as you can to get off. Though, your body is already telling him that you're close before you even need to say it. You're babbling with your eyes closed in blind belief that he'll let you finish, but your husband has other plans. Just as you become exponentially wordless, he stops fingering you, the emptiness leaving you reeling in disappointment and has you opening your eyes to “glare” at him. At least you were trying to, your gaze was more of a desperate plea more than anything that demanded any sort of power here.

With swiftness he rips your panties off, the garment now hanging on one hip. You try to tug at his hold above your head and he disapprovingly tsk’s. “Make it easier for both of us and say what you need, doll.”

But instead of giving you a breather, his hand is palming your sex again. Your jaw clenches and you groan in response. Defiantly, you shake your head as his movements on your labia become slow and languid. Though the sensation tips of his fingers threatening to enter your pussy is what wakes you up, the number of his digits being three. Greedy as you are (rightfully so), you close your eyes as you shamefully submit to him in record timing.

“Need you in me, baby,” You look up at him, tears already falling. You didn't care at this point and now you found yourself eventually falling into his clutches once again.

Bingo.

Touya smirks down at you, the smug expression although holding up changes into one of loving when he slips three of his fingers into your awaiting pussy. His palm grazes the top of your pussy as he effortlessly fucks you with his fingers, the sopping wet sound of your pussy signifying your essence dripping onto his fingers and setting your thighs and sheets beneath. You had just changed them too.

He curls his fingers up just slightly to hit at that soft spot at the rough of your pussy, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine. You try tugging at your hands again, face burying into your bicep as you mewl.

“M-More.”

“I'm already inside you, babe,” Your husband teases. He pokes harsher at your g-spot to emphasize his words, the jab sending you over the edge. You could barely register how intense your orgasm is, but the mocking of Touya’s voice lets you know. “Squirting all over my fingers and I haven't even fucked you with my cock yet.” He grins down at you and lets go of your pinned hands, his other hand hesitantly retracting from your womanhood when you've finally finished. You groan as you slump against the bed, not even having the fight to use your arms now that they're finally released. But un(fortunately) for you, he's not done yet.

Touya loosens his tie and starts to undress himself, eyes watching down at you as if a predator watching its prey. When he pulls you in closer to him by your ankle, he's down to the boxers he wore under his business suit. His hands skim over your supple skin, admiring the way your sleepwear teased at your figure. To him it didn't matter what you wore, just seeing you as you are always made his cock stir.

His hands pull your clothes over your head and down your legs, savoring the last piece of your clothes with the other discarded pieces. Once you're completely naked, he gets in position by laying on his stomach and gets between your thighs. He places one leg on his shoulder and gives the plush area on the inside of your thigh a chaste kiss as he stares openly at your pussy. His other hand positions your thigh to copy the one on his occupied shoulder as he gets close to your core.

“Let me ruin this pussy.” He mumbles before licking a strip up your labia and swirling his tongue against your erect clit. A drawn out moan is pulled from you as that was only the beginning, the petting with his tongue now moving against your cunny as if he was trying to devour you.

His hands grip your thighs to hold you in place, your squirming no match for him. His tongue gave your labia a few long drags, unabashedly savoring the sweet tang your pussy gave to him. Obscenely, he moves a lower to insert his tongue, nose proudly pressed against your clit and ready to use it at your disposal. He gladly welcomes the rocking of your hips against his face, moaning as your slick coats his face in earnest. He mumbles against your lower lips, completely love drunk in it. You, lost in the pleasure and overstimulation to even care or notice. You needed this next release bad, and didn't care if it was starting to hurt.

His rough but smooth tongue deliciously lapped at your hole, unafraid of indulging itself into your hot cavern. His tongue swirls, although relaxed, successfully swirls itself around your gummy walls, tasting it as though it were his first time between your legs. Mixed with the wanton moans and the lewdness of his slurping, it was no surprise at how erotic this scene seemed and you thanked the heavens you two lived by yourselves. With utmost enthusiasm, you happily grounded your cunny against his face, reveling in the pleasure of it all. Soon enough his mouth was suckling on your clit again, one hand leaving to easily insert his two fingers into your cunt and finger fuck you from his position.

As your climax starts to arise a wave of emotions start to poke at you, emotions that you weren't expecting. In an odd sense, everything was happening so fast you were barely grasping it. God knows how long you've been feeling lonely in this marriage, and the thought was surely killing your mood the longer it plagued your mind. You groaned in frustration as tears of grit and annoyance start to twinkle in your eyes, needing to finish fast before this session becomes a mess -- more than it underlyingly was.

You don't bother to alert him as you finish, your body tensing as you finish against his mouth. Your hips threatened to raise off the bed but his strong grip on your front prevented you to do so, keeping your hips trapped against his hungry mouth. You sobbed out a plea as he tirelessly lapped at your entrance, his face messy with your slick all over it. Your clit throbbed from the overstimulation and your walls quivered as he relentlessly continued.

“Touya,” You mewled, your tone coming off more of a whine than warning. Reluctantly, he pulled away, licking his lips as he looked at you with his signature, smug, smirk.

“Sorry, couldn't help myself.” Touya pulls away but maintains the space between you, that being none for Jesus. He wraps your legs around his waist and shudders feeling your heat so close against his. He guides his hardened length in his hand, the light sliver of light that spills into your darkened room eliminating his awaiting cock.

He takes great dignity in pressing it flat against you, using the underside of his cock to rub against your clit with every lazy languid thrust. He mockingly moans as his cock brushes against your puffy and sensitive lips, only slightly pulling back to rub his mushroom tip against your heat and gathering your natural lube. You softly try to urge him to hurry up, waiting far too long for this moment. Alas, he listens although not kindly. His tip plays at your opening before sinking himself in and bottoms out inside you. Immediately your walls quiver around his length and you buck your hips to get more. He takes your lead and holds your waist in his hands, pushing you into his cock like a cock sleeve.

His thrusts are wet and sloppy as your pussy has more than enough slick to keep you two going. Touya deeply groans as your walls pulsate around him. His hips moved quick and fast allowing no mercy for you as he also was trying to chase a high as well. Except for unlike you, recently he hadn't cum at all in awhile. Not even a pathetic fap to get himself relieved from all things considered. If anything, that thought alone is what made him fuck you harder, all his frustration being released onto you.

He pulls your leg up and flips you onto your side. You groan at the change as it adds no mercy to his punishing stance. You're barely holding onto reality as he holds your leg up and folds it against your body. You tilt your head back once he reaches down to grab your neck, fingers squeezing at the column before he's leaning into pressing his lips to yours in a sloppy kiss. The added pressure of his body on yours adds to the weight being thrusted in you. A more than quiet whimper is sealed against his lips as he swallows all of your pathetic sounds, thoroughly enjoying how easy it is to have you in his arms again. His pretty little spouse who needed him just as much as he needed you.

Touya reaches down to diddle your clit as you take in his schlong, a grin reaching his lips as your body stills at the sensation. As his tongue wantonly plays with yours, a string of saliva connects you two as you part for more air. Your lips are swollen and messy from the kiss with the taste of yourself still fresh on your tongue. His eyes gaze in adoration as your eyes clenched shut, hands messily gripping at anything it can as you finish on his cock. It takes everything in him not to finish along with your climax.

He leans up and pulls out much to the greedy sound of your disapproval. He carefully let's your leg down and gives your ass a smack as he commands you.

“Turn around.”

You're already so fucked-out from the last orgasm that it takes you a second and another spank for you to get the memo. You get on your hands and knees and let your head hang in exhaustion, ready to pass out but not wanting to stop now. It's not like you were the one who had a full schedule tomorrow anyways.

You softly hum as you feel his hot cock press against your ass, the wet girth poking at your skin. He grabs his cock and strokes it a few times before teasing your opening with it, his other hand spreading your thick ass cheek to observe it and play with your puffy cunt lips.

“Mm, put it in for me, doll.” Touya commands, his hand that used to hold his cock then sliding up your back and gripping the back of your neck. You let out a muffled cuss as you messily try to reach for it under you, hands quick in its search and messily trying to find your hole. Your head lowers onto your pillow right where he wanted as you look over your shoulder, maintaining eye contact with him as you successfully guide him to your hole. “Go ‘head.” He encourages as his pelvis pushes forward for you to finish sinking yourself onto his length. You attempt to close your eyes as you slowly push back on him, his hand on the back of your neck then lightly slapping your cheek for you to open your eyes. “Look at me while you do it, baby.”

Fuck. He was making it harder than it had to be.

Your eyes flutter open as you look up at him in the dimly lit room, your eyes feeling electric as he hungrily stares down at you. You muster as much as you can to press your ass fully against him, his hand caressing your hips as you do so. With a final push your ass is snug against his pelvis just as he requested. Only a moments worth of adjustment and a small praise is all your awarded before he's pounding into you again. His hand stays pressed against the side of your head to keep you in position.

It's almost humiliating the noises you make out as he fucks into you. Your body is in collapsed doggy as you have no other choice to be ass up as he greedily watches your ass jiggle with every forceful thrust from him. His hand on your hip goes to squeeze your ass, his thumb threatening to enter your back hole from how he chose to hold you.

“Thats all this little slut needed, huh? Some attention,” Touya chuckles as he gives your ass a slap, the impact leaving a stinging impression on your skin. “My little spouse, all lonely the poor baby.”

You pathetically try to deny his claims although you both knew it was all talk. It was one of the reasons you were always puddy under his hands. He knew your body better than anyone else and you never had to go looking for other bodies when you started dealing with him. Every time you did, you weren't satisfied. Just as much as he was obsessed with you, you were with him as well.

“You'll take it back, right? You're not leaving me so soon?” He breathes against your ear, fingers harshly rubbing at your overstimulated clit. You nod your head as you feel another climax quickly approaching and you babble on, mind turning to mush as he pinches and DJ's your sensitive nub at the top of your pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes- fuck!” You yell out. Each moan and whimper from you is bopped out of you as he plummels into you. Your choice in sex toys had no comparison to any of this. “Cum—cumming!” You whine out as you try to warn him as it hits you again.

A shiver racks down you and you freeze up. You see white and your mouth hangs open as he doesn't stop for a second. Tears of pleasure and stimulation start to slip from your eyes, your cries sounding more than it had before.

“I'm close baby,” He reassures you and wipes your tears as he gets close. He wraps his arms around your waist and presses his front snug against your back once he finishes in you. His load fills up your inner crevices just as you had remembered. It's thick, runny and just as fulfilling as it always has been. You sob out as it overwhelms you, his hands softly rubbing your skin to help you come down.

— ✮ ★ ☆ —

There's a moment where you two collect yourselves and he's laying beside you. You're wrapped in his arms, both of you sweaty and worn out. It had been like you two weren't currently at odds with each other and a part of you missed it. Though this couldn't change much of what you've made your mind up about, even with your mindless promise before you chased your high.

A burning sensation hits your sinuses as you try to engulf yourself in him, face burying deeper into his shoulder and neck, not wanting the moment to end. Luckily, the AC in the room is on its lightest setting as your hot bodies need it to cool down.

Maybe you'll discuss your marriage tomorrow…

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[baby-tini]

Reader sees Dabi in an alley by accident and tries to get away quietly but Dabi sees her and brings her into the alley. He has her up the wall with a hand firmly around her neck but not chocking her but enough to threaten her. He asks for her personal info and takes pictures of her for reference just in case anything happens. And he looks at her more closely and he's like wow she's always more pretty. So he thinks for a bit and makes a deal you get out in one piece if you let me fuck you. The reader already knew he was giving her a false sense of choice so she agrees. Dabi likes her submissiveness so he gave her the choice of the location to fuck. And while she is thinking Dabi is already so handsy with her. Kissing her neck and running his hands up and down her body. He's like 'if you don't pick quick im fucking you here in the alley'. And she eventually picks a love hotel not too far from them. Once they were done fucking it's the next morning and Dabi is gone but she checks her phone messages and there's a lot of photos and videos of them together in different positions and a note at the end

See you next time Doll~

💙Dabi

(the blackmail really gets me fr😭)

TW: DUBCON, blackmail, noncon pictures and video taking, a hint of coercion. Work was always so boring, you wanted something fun. There was nothing fun about serving drunk men alcohol as they thanked you with raunchy comments. Trying to grope you while you were just doing your job. Complaining about their "bitch wife" in a drunken slur then passing out. The money was good though.. and your co-workers weren't awful. But that really didn't mean anything in the end.

It was too much, you just needed a cigarette and then you could finish your shift then go home and sleep the rest of the night away. It was warm outside, pretty too. Sky full of different shades of blue, no clouds in sight. It was quiet surprisingly, considering you weren't in the best part of town. The attacks from the League of Villains ramping up by tenfold, charred bodies appearing in multitudes. Consumed by beautiful azul flames licking away at ash. Some were lucky though, if you could even call it that, some people were burned so bad they were disfigured, leaving ugly third degree burns on their face and arms. Hopefully they weren't in this part of the city yet.

But then again, the heros were on their ass.. so it's possible. Leaning your head back against the wall, you sigh out, closing your eyes for a couple seconds before you hear footsteps. Your eyes snap open as your head snaps to the sound. There's a man in a black tattered coat, he looks exhausted. Purple burnt skin attached to healthy skin by staples. Tattered clothes with mangy boots.

Holy shit, it can't be... they shouldn't be in this part of the city, not this soon anyway. You have too get out, now. You try to be quiet, you really do, but you can't be quiet wearing heels. You mistook a step, catching the eye of the assailant. His piercing blue eyes shoot up towards you, a sick grin crawling up on his lips. As he walks closer, stumbling back you trip over your heels. He chuckles at you, grabbing your arms too lift you up, "easy there doll, what's your problem, hm? You scared?" You swallow down the dry air, shaking your head at him as you try to shake off his grip. But his hold on you just tightens, reminds you of a boa constrictor, trying too keep his prey at bay.

He presses you into the wall with an-unassuming amount of strength, pressing into you as he leans down towards your ear. "Where you goin, doll? I'm not gonna hurt you... if you comply that is." Squeezing your eyes shut, you nod into his chest, trying too control your breathing. You inhale deeply before stuttering out a response. "What did you, uh.. what did you want from me..?" There's a sniffle between your words.

"Mmm, yeah, need something real bad baby, think you can help me, hm?" You swallow down your spit, hesitantly nodding at him. "I- uh... I think, what did you need Sir.." He chuckles at that, running his nose up and down your cheek, inhaling deeply into your hair. "Sir, huh? You into that dolly?" You feel your fingers twitch against his tattered coat as you shake your head at him.

"N-no.. I just- I don't know your name..so," he leans back at that. Eyeing you up and down he grins, "that's cute baby, you really don't know who I am? That makes me a little sad honestly, but it's Dabi... I like Sir much better though, what do you think?" You swallow again, your right hand rubbing up and down your left arm, as your eyes look to the side. Rolling his eyes, he grabs your chin and makes you look at him. "Nah ah, don't look away from me, I'm not done talking to you bitch." Licking your lips, you swallow before looking up at him again. "There you go, you gonna behave for? Gonna help me with my... big problem babydoll, hm? Say, "Yes Sir." Your left hand twitches before you nod up at him, "Yes Sir, i'll help you with your... big problem." He hums at you before tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear and smirking at you. "I knew you would, you're so good, huh? Gonna let you pick the location cause' you're being so sweet for me... go 'head." You sniffle before licking your lips and nodding again. He hums, rubbing his thumb over your cheek and pulling down your bottom lip. "I wanna... can we go to the love hotel.. it's only a couple blocks away.. I want my first time to be.. a little special." He grins, pulling you towards his side with an arm wrapped around you. "Ahh, little slut's a virgin, wouldn't 've guessed." You try to shuffle away at that but he just tightens his hold around you. "C'mon baby, I was just joking, I'll behave from now on, promise," he snickers. It take's a minute to get there, with Dabi trying to get there as quickly as possible... his problem continuously growing as you walk with him. The hotel is pretty run down, smelling of weed and sex. The painting is peeling from the walls as women and men alike are staggering around and theirs people making out just outside the hotel, grinding and sliding their hands down the others clothes. "This is where you wanted your special moment?" He raises an eyebrow at you as he throws a wad of bills on the check-in desk. You huff at him, "it's better then some sleazy alleyway, surrounded by heroin needles." You retort, grabbing the key from him and walking to the room. He follows closely behind not failing to be as touchy as possible while you open the door. He ushers you into the room as he pins you against the wall and getting to work marking up your neck.

You try to slow your heart rate as your hands ball in his shirt, with a hiss he grinds his cock into your thigh. Nipping at your collar bone and running his tongue over your jugular as he nuzzles his nose into your neck. You tilt your head back, giving him more access as you run your hands up his shirt. He chuckles into your neck, pulling your shirt over your head and sucking your nipples through your bra. He laughs against your chest when you let out a choked whimper, clawing at his stomach. He huffs before snapping your bra from the back and sucking nipple and playing with the other, pinching it and leaving hickeys between your tits. He grabs you by your hair, pulling you towards the bed and throwing on it face first. Your breasts flat against the rough-feeling mattress, as you try to get up, he pushes you back against it, a hand holding pressed into the curve of your lower back. "Nah ah, fucking stay.. don't need you IDing me now princess." You breathe out softly and nod into the sheets, your body relaxing against the bed while he pulls your pants and panties down, letting them fall to your ankles. You hear him groan from behind you, he runs a warm hand over your ass before slapping it a couple times and chucking when you squeeze your legs shut. "Dirty little bitch, you want it real bad, yeah? Yeah you fuckin' do, say please and I might fuck you with the tip bitch." You whine into the sheets, salty tears leaking down your cheeks and staining the sheets. He chuckles, taking a hand and pushing your head down into the mattress as his other hand unzips and takes off his pants, his boxers being pulled down in the process, he spreads your pussylips apart before leaning down and spitting on your clit, before fucking his tip into your cunt and groaning when he feels you tighten around him. Your pussy feels so good, warm and tight, just how he likes it. He fucks into you harder, using a hand to stabilize himself next to your head as he fucks into you harder. He's so big, you can feel him in your stomach, it hurts a little, stretching so wide to accommodate him as he growls in your ear. You're so deep into it, your head so fogged up that you don't hear the camera shutters or feel him spread you wide as he films the two of you locked together. He fucks you good, you'll give him that, you don't remember passing out as he fucked into you, waking up to your familiar ringtone of your phone as you sit up, breasts spilling over the blanket as you lean towards the bedside table... 'Dabi' left you a text, "I had a fun night doll, I know you did too.. or else you wouldn't 've passed out on my cock, It was good wasn't it, I know it was, don't worry you can tell me in person when I come see you again. You're the best pussy I've had in a while if I'm being honest. Pretty wet pussy too, It's like a hug for my dick, if you will lol. Also, don't even think about trying to get away .. unless you want these getting leaked to your boss and family pretty baby." A couple seconds later six pictures and four videos pop up. Now it all makes sense... he wasn't worried about being Ided, you had already seen his face, plue he gave you his name... you're screwed literally.

[sup-hoes-its-me]

Boys' Sexual Fantasies

feat: bakugo, midoriya, denki, kirishima, todoroki, tamaki, shinsou, hawks

Summary: (requested) okay this one is hella nsfw, read at your own discretion and minors dni please!!! you ask the boys what their biggest sexual fantasies about you are and they explain. hehe, sometimes I just wanna write a little naughty story every now and then, okay? Also sorry for not posting for a week I was on vacay

Warnings: use of female anatomy, rough sex mention, mating press, shower sex, tentacles, bondage, threesome, somnophilia, temp play, electricity play(?), I think that’s it.

bakugo:

midoriya:

denki:

kirishima:

todoroki:

tamaki:

shinsou:

hawks:

[maybe-its-5sos]

Beautiful (Cathleen Bate Smut)

Requested: No

Summary: Cathleen can't stop herself after you go to an event looking like that.

Word Count: 1144

Warning(s): Sex, Female reader

She couldn't take her eyes off you, your dress hugging your curves perfectly as you laugh with your friends. Star had invited you to an event with her, she loves showing you off and this was a perfect opportunity. You both dressed to the nines looking as gorgeous as ever.

What she didn't take into account was that some of your friends were also going to be there, pulling you away from her. You weren't far away from Cassie by any means, her hand resting on your hip, but your attention was else where, drink sloshing in your glass as you laugh.

"Hey baby, I think it's time to go," she whispers leaning closer to your ear, you smile and nod as you say goodbye to your friends and finish up the drink in your hand.

"We're leaving early," you chuckle, squeezing Cathleen's hand that is now in yours. "I can't wait any longer, you're too beautiful to resist," she lets you know, winking, a bright blush dusting your cheeks. Cassie starts briskly walking towards the waiting car outside, pulling you with her as you yelp, trying to catch up. "Wait up, I can't walk that fast in these heels," Her walk slows but not by a lot, the door to the car open as you both slide in quickly.

As the driver takes off, Cassie's hand rests on your thigh, rubbing small gentle stripes up and down with her thumb, giving you goosebumps, a wicked look in her eyes. The drive isn't very long, but her strong fingers have made their way higher and higher up your thigh, causing you to clench your thighs together, a wetness spreading in your probably already ruined underwear.

Before you can indulge in your arousal, the car comes to a halt, looking out the window you see the front of your shared home. "Well that was fast." you muse to yourself scootching closer to the door as you had been leaning into your better halves side without even realizing it.

The door opens, Cathleen's hand out reached. She helps you out of the car and without a second to process, she picks you up in a bridal carry, quickly making her way to the house.

The door slams behind her as she disregards her own shoes, quickly taking you to the bedroom. With your heels still on you're a lot closer to being of a similar height.

Her lips crash into yours like a tidal wave, your hands pulling her into you by her hips. She doesn't put up any resistance. Soon the back of your legs touch the bed and you both come up for air. "What's gotten into you?" you ask breathily, not complaining about the intimate situation. "When I saw you in this," she says running her hands up and down your sides "I honestly thought that we should skip the event all together." She informs you kissing your lips once more, her hand gently making it up your inner thigh, the dress lifting with it. The sensation sending a shiver down your spine. "But then seeing you smile at your friends like that....Damn am I lucky to have you, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on." She confesses effortlessly, kissing down the side of your neck, nibbling every now and then. A breathy moan escapes your throat, as you slide one of your hands down her arm, the other gently placed on the back of her neck.

" I think the title for most beautiful is all yours baby," You moan as she makes her way to your collar bones.

Cassie gently pushes you to sit down on the bed, gently caressing your breasts, leaving small love bites before pulling one out of the confinement of your dress all together. Her tongue flicks your nipple causing you to let out a needy moan.

"Don't keep me waiting baby," You beg as she slowly plays with your nipple. "All in due time gorgeous," She says with a smile, teeth grazing over the sensitive skin. Your back arches into her, a moan so desperate leaving your lips.

Her wandering hand finally makes its way all the way to your soaked underwear as she gives your clothed pussy a small rub. " So wet already and we just started." She chuckles, her lips making their way back up to yours, the kiss fervent.

Her hand leaves your clothed cunt, causing you to whimper from the loss of contact. "Open up." Cassie commands, gently pushing on your thighs. You slide your legs open wider, as her finger hooks around your panties. She pulls them off in one swipe.

She kisses up your ankles, gently nibbling on your sensitive inner thighs as she makes her way to your weeping cunt. She licks a strip up from your hole to your clit a gorgeous moan coming from her. "I'll never get used to how good you taste." She tells you, going to town on your sensitive nub. Your head falls back as she pulls your heeled leg over her shoulder, giving her better access and lapping up all your juices, her skilled tongue working magic on your pussy. As Cathleen works her magic, the pleasure that has been building finally crashes over you with a breathy yet loud moan of your lovers name as your pussy pulsates. Cassie never stops, riding the high while liking up everything you give her. "Even you moaning my name is beautiful," She smiles as she looks up at you thru her lashes.

As your high subsides she moves her face away momentarily. "Hope you didn't think we were done yet, pretty." she says, slowly inserting a finger into you in one smooth movement, before pulling it back out. She sucks off your juices while looking at you, eliciting a moan.

She slowly inserts her finger again, this time her tongue making its way back to your sensitive bundle of nerves. She slowly pumps her finger, loving how your body reacts to her. She pulls your other leg over her shoulder, her movements getting faster.

Soon she ads another digit, curling them, making you feel oh so full. The ocean of pleasure receding again before coming down in a violent tsunami. "Y/n, I love you so much." she Mumbles between licks as she helps you ride thru the wave. she slowly pulls away and puts your legs on the ground gently.

"I don't think I can wear this dress again," you state in a matter of fact manor, causing Cassie to laugh. You grab her by the chin, pulling her up to you, giving her a kiss. It's much sweeter this time around, you can still taste your arousal on her lips.

You shift so she's laying on her back, lips never disconnecting.

"Your turn," you tell her with a wink.

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With love,

-K

[sugoi-and-spice]

Chapter Twenty-Eight - Playing Pretend

Summary: Tomura Shigaraki was her dad’s boss’s son. He was the creep that stole girls’ underwear and tried to grope her in his room. But it’s not like he could get her Dad fired just because she wouldn’t sleep with him, right? …right?

CW: Quirkless!AU, Explicit Smut, Dub-Con, Coercion, Blackmail, Cheating, Sexual Guilt, Humiliation, Unhealthy Relationships, Power Play, Hate to Love, Emotional Manipulation, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Slow Burn

A/N: Hnnnnnnnngh, something something, commentary commentary idk. I'm caught up with the manga. Life is meaningless lol. Hopefully this chapter can ease the pain a little (though probably not much since we're hopping right back into angst town lmao, I'm so sorry)

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[excerpt]

Luxury. That was the word of the night. Everything about this experience dripped with luxury. Luxury was in the limousine that All for One had been so generous to charter for their pick up. It was in the Don Perignon chilled and waiting for them inside that her parents were kind enough to let her have a glass of. And it was in the Palace Hotel Ballroom that the company had rented out for this party. From every tuxedo-wearing waiter carrying trays of canapes around the room, every member of the string quartet playing Schubert as they entered, even to every Swarovski crystal ornament on the ceiling high Christmas tree in the center of the room. It was all pure, unadulterated luxury.

And it honestly had her wondering for a moment.

“You sure we’re in the right place?” she whispered to her mom, earning a reassuring squeeze.

“No, I’m not,” her mom joked back, just as hushed, “But we’re going to pretend like we are regardless.”

She looked back at her mom curiously. If she was feeling uneasy about the sky high expenditure and decorum of this place, she could only imagine how out of her element her mom was. She herself had spent her entire life ping-ponging between lower and upper middle class. But her mom, even before she’d been in foster care, had only known the heights of a paycheck to paycheck smalltown flower shop. Tie in the not insignificant times she’d spent living exclusively in manga cafes, and she could only imagine what an out of body experience she was having at this moment.

Although, maybe she wasn’t as out of her element as she thought.

If her mom was feeling any nerves or apprehension, it all went away the moment they were approached some of her father’s new, upper echelon bosses and colleagues, beautiful women on their arms (some being the mens’ wives, some being definitely not the mens’ wives), and she was rubbing elbows and talking the talk like the best of them.

“So, was that your first time in a limo?” Yamamoto, one of her dad’s bosses asked the bunch.

“Is it that obvious? ” her mother smiled politely

“Oh on the contrary. I think you all look quite natural at an event like this,” he turned then to her father, “A very handsome family, son. You should be proud.”

Her father smiled, giving her shoulder a little squeeze, “More than you can imagine. My oldest here is a senior at Kamino, and one of the top in her class.”

“Is that so?” Yamamoto said, turning to her, “Entrance exams are just around the corner, aren’t they? You feeling ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” she answered, trying not to think about it too long, lest she get nervous.

That was pretty much the course of all her conversations tonight, so far at least. If it wasn’t asking her about her college plans, it was middle-aged VP’s telling her what a looker she was and how she “must have guys lining up for her at school”. Blegh.

All throughout she just smiled and nodded politely while trying not to look around too much for Shigaraki, who surprisingly, for the first quarter of the party, was nowhere to be found. Same for All for One. 

Weird, she thought at first, considering that this was their freaking party. Until she overheard one of her dad’s coworkers mention to him, “You know how much that ol’ bastard likes to make an entrance.”

As if on cue, the double doors to the ballroom opened (she hadn’t even realized they’d been shut?!) And in strutted All for One, standing tall and pompous as ever. She had to fight the biggest eye roll of her life as a soft applause filled the room, and he waved them off as if he wouldn’t have been completely pissed had the room been silent.

But just as fast as annoyance crossed her face, she couldn’t fight the skip in her chest when Tomura Shigaraki followed into the ballroom behind him. 

He’d cleaned up, and he’d cleaned up freaking good. 

His typical ill-fitting sweats and hoodie had been switched out for an impeccably crisp, slim fit suit that did his long legs and defined figure all the favors in the world. His hair was not only brushed, but obviously had some care put into it, fringe still in his face, but strategically so. He kept his eyes, staring forward intensely, intimidatingly, in full view. 

And on top of it all, much to her shock and joy, was the red jacket she’d bought for him hanging off his shoulders almost capelike. He’d even kept the fur part on and she’d be remiss to say it didn’t make him look like royalty.

He didn’t just look amazing, he looked like a leader. 

Her mom leaned down to her, nudging her not so subtly out of her awe, “Didn’t I see you bring home a jacket like that the other day?”

“No idea what you’re talking about,” she said, swatting away at her, but still unable to take her eyes off Shigaraki through it all.

The two crossed to the center of the room, stopping directly under the giant Christmas tree, where a member of the hotel staff was there to meet All for One with a microphone.

“Thank you all so much for coming tonight…” he started an inevitably long and pompous speech that she was eager to tune out.

And it was easy to do so, the longer she stared at his ward, admiring the way he stood off to the side of All for One, head held high, but still unmistakably himself as he stuffed a hand into his pant pocket. 

She smiled at the sight. Seeing him like this, she couldn’t help but be brought back to a few months ago. To that fateful dinner her family had shared with the Shigarakis. The one that Tomura had worn a ratty old hoodie to and had spent the whole night either slouching in his chair, avoiding eye contact, or feeling her up under the table. There was none of that immaturity or recalcitrance here tonight. While he may not have learned the ways of the fake smile and schmoozing that practically permeated the air here, the hard bitterness in his expression was one that could actually be interpreted as polished stoicism. An authority that was hard to impress. And above all, the model heir to his guardian’s company.

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[nakunakunomi]

*leaps back in* Ooooh, heyas <3 second request time go go.

Hawks for 9 or 3 as you please or don't please ^_^

I hope you're enjoying your event so far =D

Hiya Quin! I am enjoying this event a lot!! more than any of my other recent events, it's really been pulling me out of a writer's block! :D Hope you enjoy a little chicken story <3

☁️ Pillow talk event - Masterlist ☁️ Prompt: “well... it was nice getting to know you" Character: Keigo Takami / Hawks (BNHA) x GN reader (no pronouns or genitals mentioned)

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Suggestive content | Minors DNI | One night stand but more is implied, fluff, humor ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

You knew Hawks was attractive. There was a reason the top hero was all over the billboards, and it was not just because he was so strong and so fast. He was effortlessly hot, with his messy hair and lazy grins, the way he seemed to connect with everyone so effortlessly -at least on a surface level-. 

Attractive people got people to let their guards down, and that’s exactly what happened here. You were to work together with him for a mission. Not in any big capacity, more of an assisting role. Still, you had spent most of the briefing staring at him more than you had paid attention, a move you would certainly regret later. 

He had noticed your undivided attention was on him, and had made use of that to strike up a conversation. Polite introductions turned to cheeky teasing remarks, turned to plain out flirting. And you fell for it. Of course, how could you not? 

You had not expected it to end up in a hotel room not too far from the briefing location. You were sitting back against the headboard, his head in your -still naked- lap, you were absentmindedly playing with his hair. It was less awkward than you had anticipated a random sexual encounter to be, but there was nothing said between you two after the conversation turned physical, besides some questions in the moment and moans of each other’s names. 

You were just about to say something as his phone rang, and he got up with a groan. You watched as he picked up the phone, expression souring immediately as the voice on the other hand started rambling. Hawks only could give some affirmative grunts, and ended the conversation with a “yes. I will see you there”. 

He bent down to pick up some of his clothes and started getting dressed. You weren’t sure why you were feeling so disappointed, there had been no agreements or expectations of anything more than what your encounter had been. 

“Well… It was really nice getting to know you.” 

You smiled, teeth clenched together, and responded. 

“It was nice getting to know you too.” You nodded, and got off the bed as well, figuring out you might as well get ready to leave too. 

He was faster than you were though, and was the first out the door. He hesitated while in the doorway, and turned around to address you, just as you were pulling your shirt back over your head. 

“No need to rush. Room is paid for till tomorrow morning. And ehm- maybe after our mission is done, we can get to know each other better?” 

He didn’t leave you time to respond, just winked at you and left. You nodded to what was now a closed door.

[depravitycentral]

Just a quick passing thought, but I think it's so interesting to know what different yanderes do right in the moment of their orgasm - do they freeze up? Do their hips keep plunging against yours, the movements strained and uneven? Or maybe they reach out and squeeze, needing something to ground themselves with while they whimper and gasp out your name over and over again?

Thinking about yanderes who freeze up and just stare as their orgasm washes over them. The ones who let out this choked gasp as they see white blurs in the edges of their vision, every muscle in their body going taut and freezing up and their jaw dropping wide open because fuck. You just feel too good and they can't help but stare down at your pretty body - naked and sweating and trembling all for them them them, your eyes glassy and wide and spit smeared across your lips from where they'd been kissing you. (More like eating you, really, with the vigor and amount of tongue, but it was passionate and sweet and only a little bit one-sided, so that's still kissing, right?) They're scared to move as their cock throbs and pulses inside of you, the feeling of your tight, warm walls making their head spin and honest to god tears well up in the corner of their eyes from the sensation of you.

You're just too much - if they were to move and feel friction against their oversensitive cock they'd let out this pathetic little whine, a sound that makes them flush bright red and avoid eye contact with you because it's just all so embarrassing and needy. So instead, they hover over you, abs clenching and balls noticeably pulsing against the curve of your ass as they feel each and every spurt of cum push into you, the sensation leaving them breathless and burying their face into your neck, little mantras and chants of your name filling your ears. Please come for me, please please please please - they tell you as the last few drops ooze out of them and directly into you.

Asahi Azumane, Tobio Kageyama, Tsutomu Goshiki, Tooru Oikawa, Atsumu Miya, Tomura Shigaraki, Taishiro Toyomitsu, Kurapika Kurta, Knuckle Bine, Giyuu Tomioka, Gyutaro

Thinking of men who lose control of their hips as their orgasm hits them. As soon as the rushed, husky groan of 'm coming, take it, fuck take it slips out of them, the rest of it is a blur. They aren't in control of themselves - their hips move on their own, following some carnal, natural instinct to fuck into you deeper, harder, longer until he's absolutely spent. He's physically crushing you, his hips pounding into you so hard that you're moved further and further up the bed (or the floor, if they couldn't quite make it there), your body merely dead weight. It stems from this urge to fuck their cum into you as deeply as they can, an instinct to claim and mark and breed you overclouding their mind.

There's no moment of rest with them, even after they've given you everything they have - their hips still twitch, pushing forward ever so slightly and making them hiss in pain-twinged pleasure, the oversensitivity and the gooey, warm feeling of their cum coating your walls making them bare their teeth and practically glare at you. You just feel too good - they're an animal around you, truly, and it's only after they're spent that they'll swallow heavily, licking their lips and letting themselves really look at you. To see the way you're panting, how your eyes are all wide, to feel the stinging against their back where you've clawed at them. The afterglow makes them giddy, and even if they don't show it, you'll feel it - the way they slowly grow hard inside of you again is difficult to ignore, after all.

Hajime Iwaizumi, Aran Ojiro, Daichi Sawamura, Yuu Nishinoya, Keishin Ukai, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Akaza, Phinks Magcub, Uvogin, Hisoka Marrow, Enji Todoroki, Keigo Takami, Kai Chisaki

Thinking of men who have to reach out and grab something to ground themselves with as their high approaches. It feels like a tidal wave, like there's something warm and big and hot building up in their navel, the sensation making their toes curl and their eyes cross and their muscles spasm and a hand reach out blindly, feeling, squeezing, groping - It's their tether to Earth as the wave crashes and breaks, ropes of cum shooting from their swollen, sensitive tip, something vaguely resembling your name falling from their lips as they pant into your mouth. It's the only thing keeping them aware of their surroundings, of you, as the pleasure overwhelms them.

And they're not especially picky about where they're grabbing onto for support, either - anything that's fatty and nearby will do. Your thigh, your hips, your stomach, your breast, your arm, hell, even your neck will do. Thick fingers wrap around the flesh, squeezing hard enough to leave light, finger-shaped bruises on your skin, their muscles still twitching against you as they groan and grunt, hips occasionally bucking into yours but losing momentum. You can actually feel how their orgasm and your cunt are affecting them this way - the way they grasp onto you even tighter when you accidentally clench down on them, the hiss they let out through clenched teeth seeming to make that spurt shoot into you even harder. And their hand doesn't always stay idle, either - they're actively moving it around as their orgasm continues on, switching from your chest to your hip to your cheek and back against to settle heavily against your nipple, burying their face between your tits as they groan and pathetically hump at you. And while they'll feel a bit guilty for the marks the next day, they can't hide the tent forming in their pants or the way they have to clear their throat to avoid telling you that they needs to leave more.

Nobunaga Hazama, Shalnark, Leorio Paradinight, Tetsurou Kuroo, Koushi Sugawara, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Lev Haiba, Gyomei Himejima, Douma, Kyojuro Rengoku, Toshinori Yagi, Spinner

[valleyxdoodles]

so a long while ago I promised @izvmimi a fic about Izuku eating her out so uhh….HERE ITS SHORT IM SORRY.

It’s was another one of those nights. We’re you were needy and your loving husband was more than happy to help you….

Izuku had your back up against the wall, and your legs over his shoulders. He was on his knees, holding you steady by the hips. “I-Izuku…” your soft voice trailed, a small hum erupted from Izuku. “Yeah, Baby?” “Please?” “Please, What?” You huffed and shut your eyes, blush crawling onto your face and then-“Will ya eat me out now, Izu? Been beggin’ all nigh’….” You murmured. Izuku could have sided with his inner self and continue to tease you but instead he ghosted his tongue over your cunt, and then before you knew it, he had his tongue plunging into your pussy, and your walls were squeezing it, telling him that he was doing a good job. Izuku twirled the tip of his tongue around your clit and it made you whine softly, holding onto his green curls. “F-fuck, Izu…”

yall, this sucks ass and I’m sorry. I haven’t been feeling the best mentally and you can clearly tell. So! Enjoy this trash, if you don’t I understand. Sincerely, ValleyxDoodles <3

[All works are made by @valleyxdoodles©. Please do not steal, copy, cross post, or translate without proof of permission, thank you, VXDs]

[bakubunny]

(gross) mini hc: katsuki gets hard when he sees you smelling his sweaty workout tank. if he catches you huffing his boxer briefs with your hand between your legs? he moans as blood rushes to his dick. he’s turning you over that instant, shoving your face into the sheets, and telling you to put your ass up while he takes his cock out. soon, all you can process is the snap of his hips and his scent being shoved back into your drooling face.

“y’r a nasty bitch, huh?… so fuckin’ filthy, usin’ my dirty boxers to get off like a bitch in heat….”

mini gremlins: @dcsiremc @bookcluberror @zazter-den @i-literally-cant-with-this @r4td0lll @naughtygobbo

[moiira]

tw: swearing

imagine izuku’s main hobby is eating you out. like fuck his pleasure. making you feel good is his bliss. watching you squirm and hearing you s(c)ream in complete ecstasy for sure makes him cum in his pants. he doesn’t even need you to touch him, just your voice and your fucked out expressions gives him the energy he needs to keep going. he’s definitely the nigga that will literally beg you to eat you up, no matter the place or time.

“i know we’re out in public, puppy, b-but please, i need to taste that wet pussy of yours.”

[starreo]

multi-character drabble.

includes the seven minutes in heaven trope, breeding, words like slut, stupid, dumb, idiot, and adult themes so, mdni.

his cum is already dripping down your shivering legs, hasn't it been past seven minutes anyway?

ah, who cares right now? being bred by this large man, was more important than anything else. his hot cum still being plunged into you as he thrusts in a few more times, for good measure. "a-ah, no! 'm still sensitive-aah!" he scoffed, this time, dragging your waist down to his pelvis as you grabbed the shelf to support you again.

"y'er such a slut, b-being so g-goddamn loud for no reason," he muttered, staring at the mixed orgasm oozing out of your cunt. 'ts your fault! you wanted to say, but all you could do was gasp and whine as he suddenly took his cock out and quickly replaced it with his fingers. his breath shaking as he stuffed his cum back inside of you, was he trying to get you pregnant?

"y'er so dumb, y/n...s-stupid girl." he groaned as you grinded back into him, making his cock slowly stand up again..."wan' you...p-please..."your grip still solid on the shelves. "k-keep g-getting y'erself in t-trouble, mmph-then complain 'bout it, idiot." he whispered, shushing you, as his cock slipped in with ease, your loud whimpers and moans echoing in the little store room.

"your pussy feels so warm 'n, snug, aah-i, jus' wanna be here forever,."

toji, bakugo, nagi, barou, atsumu, eren, wc!kunigami, gojo, uni au!sukuna, suna + your favs <3

© starreo 2023. do not copy, translate or repost .

[sugarlywhispers]

the sudden thought of bakugou katsuki sending an audio to his s/o while at the gym, where he speaks IN BETWEEN GASPS AND GRUNTS AND EVEN GROWLS BECAUSE OF THE AMOUNT OF WEIGHT HE'S LIFTING WHILE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE FOR DINNER AND SUGGESTING MEALS OR PLEACES TO GO IF YOU WANT AND THEN HE SAYS, "Ugh... whatever you... mmh... want, baby, it's yours..." AND HE EXHALES FUCKING SEXILY AS THE SOUND OF THE WEIGHT DROPPING IS HEARD.

— I'M DYING HELP.

[tteokdoroki]

tw ! dubcon + free use.

there is just something so crazy about kirishima and free use…

…him being able to lift you up and down on his cock whenever he wants because he’s impatient. going from coaxing you into riding him in the middle of his agency after a shift to grabbing your hips and controlling their pace cause he thinks you’re going too slow, you’re too shy, you’re not taking enough of him at once. he doesn’t take over because you’re tired.

its because eijirou kirishima is used to getting everything he wants with just a sweet smile or a lazy grin. he always, always has his wishes come true.

he doesn’t care that you’re fucked out and slumped, arms loosely wrapped around his shoulders while he pumps you full of another load. the third load. you can take it. he’ll make you take it. the base of kirishima’s girthy, meaty cock is coated in a thick layer of cream — the result of your stringy release foaming around him with each thrust. it slings between your bodies, smears over your clit every time your bodies connect and you cry out because you’re so overstimulated and kirishima won’t stop using you.

his pretty baby, his perfect fuckdoll. if you needed him to stop, you’d tell him. but your brain fizzles with such an intense level of desire that all you can do is wail and whine as the man uses all of his strength to plunge deep into your pulsating walls — making sure whatever he has to give you, sticks.

kirishima wants you messy wherever possible, whenever possible. even if he has to do all of the hard work himself, even if it makes you cry from those angel eyes as they blink up at him weakly, even if he has to coo a little praise into your ear “that’s it sweet thing, just a little more f’me. let it all out, cover me in it. s’pretty,” just to get you to cum and clench around him, milk his heavy cock until there’s nothing left.

and you’ll let him do it all, because eijirou’s got you trained to adore being used by him — it’s written all over your dopey face and in the hearts that sparkle in your teary eyes <3

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