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𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 ✘ 𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚

FEATURING izuku, bakugo, dabi and shigaraki

— all characters are either aged up to be over eighteen or already of legal age!

$ IZUKU uses his hands on you to teach you a thing or two about self love. he absolutely hates it when you're insecure because it makes him feel so helpless. he loves you so much and it breaks his heart seeing you tear yourself apart like this. to him, you're perfect in every single way, so he'll just have to make you see yourself through his eyes.. with just a tiny little bit of help from his hands.

"feel good, love?" izuku asks you, his thick fingers repeatedly hitting that one special spot inside your walls, making your cunt throb and drip in arousal. you feel tears prick at the back of your eyes as you quickly bury your face into your arms, drawing in shaky breaths as your thighs shake in anticipation of your impending orgasm.

izuku clicks his tongue, displeased by your actions. you feel your arms being ripped away from your face, his free hand pinning both your wrists onto the wall that your back was pressed against. "don't you dare hide your face from me, y/n," your boyfriend warns you, "and when i ask you a question, i expect an answer, okay?" you nod, eyes rolling into the back of your head as your mind clouds over from the intense pleasure of izuku torturously picking up his pace, fucking his fingers into you faster and harder as his thumb clamps down on your throbbing clit almost painfully.

"f- feels so good, 'zuku," you gasp, pristine tears slipping past your drenched lashes as you screw your eyes tightly shut, mouth hanging open as you moan obscenely loudly, unable to hold yourself back anymore. "don't stop, please."

"that's my girl," izuku praises you, thumb moving to encircle your clit as his lips press onto yours, swallowing all of your saccharine moans and pretty whimpers. your orgasm washes over you soon after, cum spurting onto his fingers as he slows down his movements, helping you ride out your high before retracting his hand from inside your aching cunt.

"you know, y/n," your boyfriend speaks, "this is the only way i ever want to see you cry." his cum covered hand inches closer to your lips, prying them apart as he shoves his fingers into your mouth. "you love my hands, don't you?" izuku asks and you nod fervently, tongue swirling over his fingers, licking him clean as you taste yourself on them. you pop his fingers out of your mouth, duly swallowing everything you're given. you aren't one to mess with izuku when he's being serious, you know him well enough to be aware that he's not somebody you'd want to rile up.

"i do," you answer him promptly. "i love them so much." izuku smiles at you, softening up a little when you bring his hands up to kiss his scars. "well, i don't," he admits, withdrawing his arms from the touch of your lips to hold your face. you frown, heart dropping at his words. "i used to think they were unsightly, a constant reminder of all my failures, but you know what? i don't hate them so much now that i have somebody like you that finds beauty in them and appreciates them everyday."

your boyfriend's lips capture yours in a sweet kiss, his gaze filled with nothing but love and admiration as you pull apart.

"these hands that you love so much are all yours, love. every scar, every burn, all yours, just like your insecurities are all mine," he says, smiling sadly. "i can't stand seeing you demean yourself, alright?" you feel tears well up into your eyes at his words, so simple yet so sincere.

"hey now, i literally just told you that the only time i want to see you in tears is over how good i'm making you feel," izuku says, his smile finally reaching his eyes.

you grin at him mischievously, thumb tracing his jawline.

"my bad, maybe you should make me cry on your dick this time to really drill it into my head, you know?"

$ BAKUGO loves using his hands to play with your tits, especially after a particularly long and hard day of work. his arms are fully exhausted from fighting villains all day, palms still hot from the ungodly amounts of explosions he's had to create to keep up his work as one of the topmost pro heroes in the country, and after all that overworking, all your boyfriend wants to do is push his tired arms up your shirt and squeeze your boobs, using them as his personal stress balls while he buries his head into your neck, nuzzling closer to your comforting presence. unusually quiet and not so snarky, this is one of the rare occasions where you can baby bakugo all you want without being yelled at.

"katsu," you whine, head buried in your boyfriend's messy blond hair as his fingers pinch your nipples under your shirt. bakugo doesn't respond, continuing to give your boobs harsh squeezes, not forgetting to pay some attention to your hard nipples as well. you know he's just doing this as a form of stress relief, but you're getting hornier by the second, panties sticking to your core from how wet you are.

"please, katsu," you repeat yourself clearly, letting out a shaky moan at a particularly hard pinch to your nipples. "i know it's been a really long day for you, but i really need you right now, baby. let me take care of you, just for today. please?" you rub the aching muscles of his shoulders while you speak, making him grunt in relief. normally, he'd be fully against you taking control at any circumstance, but today's different because he's too tired to even move.

"fine," he groans after what seemed to be hours. "just for today, alright? you better not get bratty on me." you nod eagerly, gently pushing him down to lay on his back as you position yourself over his clothed cock, grinding against his growing erection gently. bakugo grunts under his breath, giving your boobs one last squeeze before moving his hands down to hold your hips as you soothingly run your hands along his muscled forearms, proceeding to rub circles on his biceps as you continue to grind against him, making him shut his eyes in pleasure as his hands tighten around your hips, biceps flexing as his thumbs trace invisible patterns on your skin.

"of course, baby. just for today."

$ DABI lives for the way you tense up when one of his calloused hands envelopes your throat while the other is shoved inside it, fingers pressing down onto the sensitive flesh with the exact right amount of pressure as the cool metal on his stapled knuckles sends shivers down your spine.

he has you ride his thigh while he sits back and enjoys the view of your drool dripping down your chin as you try to suck his fingers deeper into your throat, tears forming as he chokes you hard, tiring your throat out from both the outside and the inside, all while one of your free hands is busy jerking his erect cock as the other clings onto his shoulder, your body rocking back and forth trying to ease the building frustration inside your core.

"getting impatient, darling?" your boyfriend asks you, his tone condescending as he grins at you. you whimper, unable to answer him thanks to his fingers silencing you in every possible way. "don't get sloppy now." dragging his fingers out from your mouth, your parted lips connected to his long digits with a thick line of drool and spit. he moves his hand onto yours, making you jerk him off faster as he flexes his thigh, making you choke out a moan as you ride his thigh faster and with more fervour.

his grip around your throat gets harder, more tears slipping out your eyes as your grip on his shoulder tightens even more. your cunt clenches at how much you enjoy being manhandled like this.

"fuck," dabi rasps, pulling you closer by your neck and crashing your lips on his, tongue easily claiming his dominance over yours, mouths tangled together as the dull buzzing in your head drowns out the lewd squelching noises of you jerking his cock.

"you sure like it when i use you as my fucktoy, don't ya, doll?"

you feel your cunt drool even more at the sound of his deep voice calling you out on your masochism. "y-yeah," you manage to whisper. "so dirty, baby," dabi coos at you, his shit eating smirk not showing an ounce of sympathy for you. "so fucking dirty, all this because of my burnt out hands?"

you nod feverishly, your voice betraying you. "such a pretty girl, all laid out for me to play with," dabi says, dipping down to kiss your jaw. "only slutty for me, yeah? tell me, whose girl are you, y/n?"

as his other hand frees your throat to wipe the drool off your chin, the hand that was previously over yours leaves to cup your ass, kneading the flesh hard.

"yours," you mewl. "all yours, touya."

you move your thumb over his sensitive slit, applying pressure on the entire tip, making him hiss in pleasure. "touya, i'm close," you gasp out, your hand movements getting faster to match the speed of your hips rocking against his muscled thigh.

"mhm? me too, pretty girl," dabi grunts. "keep going, we'll cum together." you nod, resuming your movements, only faster and harder, the entire room engulfed in soft whines, low pitched groans and filthy wet squelching of skin on skin and before you know it, you're cumming all over his thigh, riding out your high as the rocking of your hips gets slower.

dabi cums soon after, shooting his seed into his palm, some of it escaping and dripping down his exposed abdomen. you bring your fingers near your parted lips, cleaning them of his cum as you stare at him straight in the eyes. he sighs at you, the smallest hint of a smile tugging on his face.

before you can register what was going on, his arms drape your legs on either side of his hips, the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance as his hands move towards your inviting throat again.

"you're gonna be the death of me someday, you know?"

$ SHIGARAKI is in awe of how his hands, his weapons of mass destruction, the very hands that everyone else runs away from, make you squirm in ways he didn't think were even possible, begging for more and more of whatever he gives you. he doesn't show it much, but he appreciates how you've given his hands a new purpose, a less cruel purpose, and in return, he'll make sure he does whatever it takes to keep your insatiable cunt pleasured. and that's what he's been doing for the past one hour.

"you want more?" shigaraki rasps in your ear, making you clench harder, sucking his fingers deeper into your gummy walls. he grins at you, lightly biting your earlobe, making you whimper quietly. "you're greedy as always, aren't you, sweetheart?" he comments, flipping your positions so you're laying on his bare torso as his back is laid on the bed.

he then pulls his fingers away from your cunt, making you whine in protest. he brings his cum coated fingers up, curling them into a fist, holding one up against your slightly parted lips. "suck," he orders and you oblige, knowing you won't get to cum if you disobey or act bratty.

you moan as you taste your own slick on his fingers, the slightly salty taste sending tingles down your spine. shigaraki doesn't miss your reactions, chuckling at how needy you are. "you're really turned on by the taste of your own cum?" he mocks, pulling his boxers down, his cock springing out hard, slapping against his abdomen. "that's so fucking nasty, y/n." he slaps your ass with his free palm, rubbing over the red area before slapping it again, all while you feel your core heat up in fresh arousal.

shigaraki's free hand busies itself with pumping his cock and rubbing his tip all over your awaiting folds, coating your precum and previous wetness onto his dick before he slowly sinks you down on his length, both hands moving to squeeze the soft flesh of your ass. you moan into his neck, pressing deep kisses and sucking hickies onto his skin as he plants his feet on the bed, his knees in the air and all weight placed in his hips as he roughly thrusts into you, hands alternating between giving your ass cheeks hard spanks and soothing squeezes and rubs.

the irrationally pleasurable feeling of his lengthy cock brushing against your sweet spot combined with his hands working their magic on your ass and the force of your previous denied orgasms washed over you all at once and you find yourself gushing all over his dick, your cum being fucked back into you thanks to his rapid thrusts, a semi transparent ring of white coating the base of his cock. he doesn't stop fucking you, chasing after his own release as his hands abandon your ass and find your tits instead, squeezing the sensitive flesh hard and pinching your hard nipples as you find yourself shaking from overstimulation.

"tenko," you whimper weakly, hitting his chest. "please, 's too much, i can't." his thrusts stay steady despite your complaints, cock dragging through your walls as your clit throbs painfully. you feel another orgasm beginning to bubble up inside you, but you're not sure if you can handle it without passing out, spots of black already beginning to cloud your vision.

"you can't?" your boyfriend asks, tilting your chin up so you can face him. the stinging skin of your ass is met with one more harsh slap, making you welp in surprise. "you shouldn't be so selfish, baby. you want to make me cum at least once, don't you?" you nod, your thoughts beginning to go fuzzy, mouth falling open against your will. you fall back onto shigaraki's chest, your body spent and you being reduced to a moaning, whimpering mess as you finally feel his cock twitch inside of you before pumping your walls full of his cum. he drags his cock through your cunt a few more times, riding out his high before pulling out.

his fingers drag across your sensitive folds, painting themselves with his release mixed with yours before his hand pulls your head back by your hair, shoving his cum coated fingers into your mouth as you taste yourself for the second time that night, but this time mixed with the taste of your boyfriend's cum. you latch both your hands over his arm, your delicate fingers gently tracing patterns on his rough calloused arm, sucking on his fingers as you try to hold onto the remains of your consciousness.

shigaraki softens, his hand letting go of your hair and moving over to soothingly give you back rubs instead. you sigh contentedly, popping his now clean hands out your mouth before passing out on him just as you were, his strong arms enveloping your frame, one hand caressing your hair while the other lays on the small of your back protectively. the last sight you see before drifting off is him smiling at you, whispering gentle words of care that he'd never say when you're fully awake.

"sleep well, love."

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