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𝑇𝐴𝐿𝐾 𝑇𝑂 𝑀𝐸 𝑩𝑨𝑩𝒀 ＃︎！︎

❤︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒) + 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭

❤︎ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨, 𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚, + 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨

𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐡𝐦 <𝟑

「︎ nanami 」︎♡︎

⥅︎ his grunts rest so comfortably in your ears as nanami fucks into you, his chest pressed against yours. his breath tickles your neck while his lips ghost the skin of your ear.

“you alright baby? still with me?” nanami asks, his hand gently patting your damp cheek.

a lazy nod is all you give while whimpers tumble past your lips. nanami kissed his teeth and cooed teasingly, squeezing your cheeks together for your lips to form a pout.

“i need words angel. talk to daddy, baby.”

tears collected at your lash line again, a lust-filled gaze in your eyes as you looked your at where nanami’s cock plunged into your cunt.

“feel you here, daddy.” you whined, finding the strength to caress your lower belly where you could feel his cock driving into you.

nanami smirked before leaning up to pull you up and on his lap. “lets see where else you can feel me. yeah?”

「︎ rengoku 」︎ ♡︎

⥅︎ rengoku is so excited to fuck you. he loves having you underneath him, your legs pressed all the way back into a mating press as he fucks his second load of cum into you. you’re a trembling mess as you feel another orgasm nearing.

“that’sss it. gonna cum for me again beautiful?” rengoku inquires softly, his lips pressing kisses all over your face.

a moan was stuck in your throat when rengoku dug his dick deeper into your pussy. “kyo, i feel—i feel like i gotta pee kyo!” you squeaked, a shiver running through your body when his thick fingers rubbed your clit.

the flame hashira smiles down at you with that dazzling smile of his right before he pulls his hips back, the head of his cock caught right at your entrance, and slams back into you.

body locked, you squirt all over him and his cock, triggering his own orgasm as he moans sweetly in your ear.

“so good baby. such a good job. shittt!” rengoku moaned, his own legs starting to tremble slightly.

a breath of relief went through you as fatigue blanketed your bones. “hey, hey, hey. stay with me princess. wanna go one more time.”

「︎ aizawa 」︎♡︎

⥅︎ he looked devastatingly handsome watching you struggle to take his cock. all he wanted to do was take a nap before patrol but you were so goddamn needy. now you have to work for it.

“daddy please! i—i can’t!” you cried, trying to slow down. aizawa smacked your ass roughly, glaring at you.

“did i say you could stop?”

a broken sob came out in response to his harshness. “no sir.”

“i won’t help you til you make yourself cum on my cock.” he speaks tiredly, as if he couldn’t be bothered by your needy behavior.

but you knew that to be false by the way his cock twitches inside of you every time you lift your hips to sink back down. truthfully, aizawa wanted to take you and fuck you until you couldn’t think. but sluts like you had to learn.

your hips desperately bucked in an erratic way as your hands dug tiny crescent moons into the pro-hero’s lower stomach. aizawa grunted in response and his hands flew to your hips tightly.

“gonna c-cum shota!” you moaned loudly, your pussy clenching tightly around him as your orgasm washed over you.

aizawa was just as dazed as you, watching the tremors of a good release tickle your body. your pussy was sucking him in so tight, he couldn’t help but cum with you.

“take it. fuck! take it all.” he hissed, his hands gripping your flesh tightly.

tiredly, you slumped forward and rested your face in aizawa’s neck. his hands soothing the skin he grabbed and speaking softly in your ear. you felt him shift around and next thing you knew, you were laid on your stomach, ass in the air.

a tired whine escaped you as aizawa lined his still hard cock at your entrance once again. “gotta keep my promise, don’t i baby?”

𝐛𝐫𝐛. 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐠𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛 𝐛𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍!

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I Want You To Know

Day Nineteen: Bimbofication | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Shota Aizawa x f!Reader Genre: Smut Notes: He's such a zaddy Warnings: 18+, pseudocest, dubcon, vaginal sex, possessive relationship, creampie, alcohol consumption, dumbification, bimbofication, dry humping, degradation, praise, slight choking, dacryphilia, breeding kink. Words: 2.4k

It would be an understatement to say that you weren’t impressed when your daddy brought home Eri. Your daddy wasn’t too pleased to hear you refer to his newly adopted daughter as a that rather than a she. As in, ‘what is that?’ your new kid sister, of course. Barf. As if Shinso wasn’t enough competition for your father’s undivided attention. Although you did eventually warm to her, which pleased him. You took her on shopping trips and got yourselves matching outfits. He hated the day you applied makeup to her face.

And that was a reality check for you. A real wake up call.

You’ve always been daddy’s girl. His baby. But not now, not anymore.

She is.

He was sick to his stomach when he was still up at 4am with no clue where you were. A few drinks at a friends house – that is what you told him. In reality, you wanted to drink away your sorrows. The devastation of being replaced by a cuter, sweeter girl. Were you drinking away your melancholy? Or were you acting out to get your daddy’s attention? Because you knew, deep down, that he’d wait up for you. What kind of surrogate father would he be if he didn’t? He’s worried about you since he found you when you were six years old, he’ll never stop worrying.

Aizawa feels his stomach sink when he finally hears a car door slam shut after all of this time. It’s you. He can hear your stupid high heels clip clopping on the sidewalk slabs as you stumble out of your taxi. For such a stoic man, he easily finds a smile on his face when he thinks of you. Your sweet, drunken giggles.

His first daughter.

His eldest child.

And with that frightful reminder, he realises you aren’t giggling at nothing. It isn’t just because you’re drunk. You’re with somebody, aren’t you?

He can tell. There’s another set of footsteps alongside your stilettos, the clacking of your heels and the other persons feet drawing ever closer to the door. Aizawa doesn’t even want to theorize over how much liquor you’ve consumed. He’s pretty sure he could hazard a guess by the way you and your friend are sniggering and shushing over each other.

Your daddy flinches in his seat when he hears, he assumes, your body connect with the front door. He shouldn’t have closed his eyes, but he couldn’t help himself. Removing one of his senses to enhance another, and he can hear the sound of saliva being swapped. The all too familiar sound of slotted lips and messy tongues. He knows exactly who you’re with now.

“C’mon, let me come in baby.” Keigo speaks, kissing down the column of your neck. You refuse. He can’t. You’re trying to make a statement, not get yourself and your college friend killed.

“No, go home Keigo. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” you respond. He growls. The bottom half of your face is completely encased by his large hand, he shoves your head into the door with a thump. A thump loud enough for Aizawa to stand to his feet. He lifts your leg so it settles on his hip, the morning song of the birds tweeting setting the only ambiance for you both as he dry humps you. He stops almost as quickly as he started, frustrated he won’t be able to get any further.

“Fucking tease,” he whispers into your ear, the vibrations of his words rushing straight to your cunt. He pulls away, heading for his own house a few doors down. “I’ll text you tomorrow, ‘kay baby?”

“Goodbye, Kei.” you smile, waving him off as he starts a gentle jog to his home.

You’re sifting through your purse, eager to find your keys. You cringe as you search too frantically and manage to force them out of your bag and onto the front doorstep. The horrendous jingle and jangling are sure to wake up your family and piss off your dad. Your blood runs cold when the door swings open, the resulting draft blowing your hair and skimpy dress around ever so slightly. He sidesteps, allowing you entry to the warmth of the inside.

He doesn’t say a word.

Neither do you.

You kick your shoes off and begin ascending the stairs. You smile and wave, awkwardly, as he observes your every move.

“How long have you been fucking him?” he wonders, standing at the bottom of the stairs and waiting to gauge your reaction. You freeze. He sees your exposed skin pinch together before you can muster up the courage to turn and face him. He’s never asked you something so abrupt before. He couldn’t even stand to give you the birds and the bees talk – his best friend Nemuri bestowed you the gruesome and graphic honour of that rite of passage. “Keigo, I mean, you’re sleeping together. Yes?”

“I-“ you exhale, shakily, gathering your thoughts. “I don’t—”

“Come here, come on. Down the stairs, I wanna talk to you.” he instructs.

You obey, of course. Anything for your daddy. This is attention. This is what you wanted. Although you didn’t expect to be talking to him over something quite so awkward. But you were getting what you’d planned for. You suppose you have a lot to thank Keigo for.

“The skimpy outfits. The partying. The boys. It needs to stop,” he instructs. “Especially boys like him.”

You felt as though you were a child again. He’d scold you over so many tedious things, it was a wonder that you turned out the way you did. Anyone else probably would have straightened out and became a good, obedient, well-behaved member of society. But no, not you. Although they do say that strict parents create sneaky kids. But you didn’t sneak. You’re an adult, now, so you do as you please.

“Tell me. Tell me how long sweetheart.” he repeats.

You’re sniffling, fighting back tears. You’re so stupid. So easy to read. You didn’t want him to know, you really didn’t. Everything is crumbling around you. But he’s known you almost your entire life, did you really expect him to not be able to read you like the simple book that you are? This is a worst-case scenario. You couldn’t have made things worse if you tried; this is a perfect reason for him to stop seeing you as his baby. Eri had already filled that role, and now you’re hammering the final nails into your coffin.

“A few- a few- m-mon m-months.” you sniff and stammer over your speech. Tears flowing freely now. He pities you, he does. It’s clear something is going on. You’ve always been an attention seeker, so eager to please your daddy. But this is something else, isn’t it?

“Stupid girl.” he chastises, barely able to look at you. “Why would you do a thing like that?”

You stand to your feet. Wiping waterfalling tears from your eyes as your hips sway in your little dress, it’s perverse, how could you dress like this around your own father? Your pathetic breath keeps hitching as you try and regain your composure, but he follows you. The conversation isn’t over just because you’re walking away. So, why would you do a thing like that?

“Why do you even care? ‘m not you little girl anymore daddy.” you whine, it’s all you can manage after he catches your wrist and forces you to look at him. He’s imploring you to be quiet as your siblings sleep soundly upstairs. “’m not your baby anymore. She is.” you hiss, referring to Eri.

“You’ll always be my baby girl—”

“No!” you interrupt him. “I-I’m not! Because you y-you don’t love me like you love her anymore! I hate it, daddy! That’s how you used to love, me.” you stammer and cry even more.

“No, you’re right. I don’t love you like that, not anymore.” he informs you. You attempt to flee to your room, but his grip on your wrist tightens. You worry you might topple down the stairs when he pulls you down towards him. Faces almost touching. The tension in the air is palpable. “Maybe I should show you how I love you.”

Your daddy has never been a patient man since the day you met him. Yes, he’s blasé about most, if not everything, in his life. But he is not patient.

That is why, after the initial surprise, it didn’t shock you to find yourself getting carried over his shoulder back down to the front room. You hadn’t anticipated that he’d begin removing your skimpy clothing, but it didn’t shock you that he practically tore your outfit from your body. They were ‘stupid slut clothes’ anyway, apparently.

“But you’re my stupid, dumb, baby girl. So maybe that’s why you look so fucking good in them.”

You panted, completely astonished when your daddy pulled you backwards onto the couch with him. He made you straddle him backwards while he fondled your breasts with one hand and freed his aching cock with the other. Your eyes fixated on his impressive length as he guided it to your aching cunt. You’d already found yourself gushing arousal after your little dry humping session with Keigo, so your daddy used it to his advantage and lubed himself up between your pretty folds. You mewled and bit your lower lip as his tip ran over your clit. The hand that had been teasing your nipples was now wrapped around your throat, he pulled you flush against his body and the attention ran straight to your heat.

“Keep making stupid little noises for me,” he demanded. “Look at me, daddy wants to see your sweet face while he pushes in.”

So, you face him. And it’s so intimate. He bullies his cock inside of your gummy walls slowly, slowly, slowly. He feels his cock tense with each new expression your face pulls. Thick veins decorating his shaft hit infinite, sensitive spots that you didn’t even know you had. He’d never confess it aloud, but right now, in this exact moment – you are without a doubt his favourite child.

He had no intention of letting you ride him reverse cowgirl. It’s the early hours of the morning. You’re both exhausted, you are drunk. He just wanted to understand what the hell was wrong with you. And now he wants to make his point perfectly clear. So, you’re housing his cock comfortably inside of you. As much as his thick length you could possibly fit is settled within you. Your daddy doesn’t want you to do any work. All you have to do is sit there and take it.

And you do. He fucks up into you and you have never felt more special. His arm is back around your breasts, tweaking and toying with the hardened buds. His other arm is around your torso so that he can keep you firmly in place. Your head is empty. Nothing in your mind other than daddy. Daddy’s hands. Daddy’s voice. Daddy’s cock. He’s furious with you for fucking Keigo. How could you be so imbecilic? He should have been your first. Your only. But he supposes he’ll have to take this time to prove you can’t live without him.

Nobody else will compare.

“D-Daddy, daddy please! Please please please!” you’re begging. Too fucking loudly at that. He shushes you. Tears spring from your eyes. It’s all so twisted and perfect and wrong, but right. You needed this. You love your daddy! You love him! You’re not sure what you’re pleading for. To cum? To take a break? To stop? No. You’d never want to stop. You want him. You didn’t realise you wanted him like this, but you did. You do.

“What? What is it sweetheart? Tell me,” he said, “use that dumb little head of yours. C’mon. Big girl words.”

He nearly came on the spot when he realised how blown your eyes had become. Already fucked so dumb on your daddy’s cock. Good. This is how it should be. This is how daddy’s should be with their favourite daughters. This is what you were made for. A pretty dumb hole for your daddy to fill, and an even prettier dumber face with a lolled out tongue as your daddy makes you feel oh so good.

“Daddy, wanna cum… Can I daddy?” you manage to speak in a whisper. You want to be his good girl, after all. Trying so hard to use your big girl words. You’re bewitched by the way your greedy hole repeatedly swallows your daddy’s cock. It’s all you can focus on other than your building pleasure. You know you’re going to topple over the edge any moment, whether he says you can or not. He squeezes your face, lips puckering for him like a silly little fish, and turns your face so that you’re making eye contact with him again.

“You have to look at daddy while you cum on his cock, okay? Wanna see how good I’m making you feel baby.”

He’s almost as drunk as you are as he’s hypnotised by the vision of your face contorting. The ever-tightening coil within you finally snaps and you’re creaming your daddy’s heavy cock so dreamily. He’s praising you. ‘Good baby, my good dumb baby’ he repeats. ‘My stupid slut, my pretty girl, so pretty when you cum for me’ the insults and the praise all sprint to your mind in a dizzying little cocktail. You love it. You love him. You wanna be his stupid little hole for the rest of your life.

You want his release now. Need it, in fact. You kiss him through your high, his rugged features and stubble are scratchy in the best way. Because it’s his. He hums into your mouth. He’s close. He’s gonna breed you, he’s telling you over and over. He has to do it, because that’s what daddy’s are meant for.

“No one else’s okay? Just mine, my girl.” he heaves as he carries on fucking up into you, desperately chasing his peak. “This pussy just needs daddy’s milk.”

“Fill me, please!”

Your insides are flooded with your daddy’s soupy, syrupy cum. Rope after rope of hot cum spurts out of him and fills your cunt. He holds you harshly against him, totally bottoming out so he can coat the deepest possible areas of your fluttering hole. He’s grunting, gritted teeth bared as he shoots his load into his dumb daughters’ cunt.

Your pull off of him completely, he’s eager to see the way your pulsating hole pushes out his seed. He scoops it onto his fingers. Your daddy debates pushing it back inside of you, but instead, he brings it up to your willing lips. You suck, heartily, enjoying the tangy taste of your daddy’s sperm on your tongue.

“That’s how,” he starts, “Daddy loves you like that.”

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Kishibe 👀

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Pairing: Kishibe x Fem!Reader Warnings: NSFW, oral (M. receiving), fingering, corruption kink, daddy kink, cum eating, spitting, Kishibe is nasty and trying hard to hide it Synopsis: it's been a week since he's touched you. a week. and Kishibe cannot wait anymore Length: 2 k

Do you think we'll be in love forever? Do you think we'll be in love?

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

It had been a week, a week since Kishibe had touched you, trespassing past the boundary of simple employer and employee, simple roommates. He wasn’t shy with you, not in the way that you were with him, still so careful around him, nothing but soft touches and chaste kisses. It was driving Kishibe insane, watching you at work as you instructed Denji and Power about their tasks, all confidence and beauty, in stark contrast to how you were with him at home, gentle and quiet, barely giving in to your desires.

He watched you now, in the hush of Sunday morning, all sunshine and a little smile that graced your lips as you arranged the flowers he had brought in with the morning coffee. He remembered how your face had brightened, mimicking the open blooms as you took the flowers from his hands. You had kissed him then, shy but searching, pressing your still sleep-addled body into his, freshly warm from his sheets. He could still feel your lips on his, the tender way you touched him, the scent of your hair making him hazy.

He watched as you cut the end of a rose and frowned, trying to figure out where to place it. He grinned, amused at the old odd beer mug you had found at the back of the cupboard to use as a vase. You were a resourceful little thing, and he wanted you, needed you. “C’mere, princess,” he called you over, startling you from your flower-filled reverie. “Yes?” you walked over to him, the neckline of your pyjama shirt hanging low on your shoulders, exposing the old bruises where Kishibe had previously marked you. He patted his thighs, spread open on the couch. “Come, give your old man a kiss,” he grasped your hands and pulled you toward him. You gingerly seated yourself on his thighs, straddling him to face him properly. He ran his hands up your arms, shifting your sleeves so that your neckline dropped even lower, exposing your shoulders. You carefully put your arms around his neck, caressing the short spikes of his undercut. “Pretty thing,” he commented, bringing his hand up below your chin, steering your lips to his. You kissed him gently and he chased your lips, nipping at your lower lip so that you gasped. His other hand came behind your head, holding you in place so that he could kiss you properly. You stiffened against him, shivers running down your spine as you eventually melted against him, becoming warm and pliant in his arms. He kissed you stupid, sinking his tongue past your teeth and filling your mouth with his filth. You were already dazed, driven dizzy as his hands explored your body. He groped you, grabbing at your hips and ass, drinking down the soft moans and whimpers that spilt from your swollen lips. You felt him grow hard beneath you, hot and heavy against your barely clothed cunt. “You feel what you do to me, doll?” Kishibe took your hand and cupped it over his bulge, watching as you shyly palmed it, shoulders high as you perched in his lap. “Want to make you feel good, too,” You murmured and he licked his lips. “How, sweetheart? How do you want to make Daddy feel good?” he traced your lower lip, pulling it down before releasing it with a soft pop. “With,” you cleared your throat, “With my mouth,” you admitted, and Kishibe found his cock twitching at your soft confession. “Want Daddy to teach you how to suck a cock?” you nodded eagerly, and he pulled you down to kiss him again. “Yes, Daddy,” you breathed, “please.” “Okay, princess,” Kishibe panted, “get down between my knees,” you obeyed, kneeling between his thighs and looking up at him with wide eyes. He licked his lips again, fighting the urge to weave his hands in your hair and use you, abuse you, and treat you like nothing more than a hole to use. But he stopped, feeling your hands creep up his legs, resting on his thighs. “Take my cock out, pretty girl,” he helped you pull his sweats down, freeing his heavy cock from his underwear as it slapped against his lower stomach. Your eyes were glassy as you gazed at him. You reached out, a small hand encircling the base of his cock and dragging up the soft skin.

“Use your spit, sweetheart,” he instructed you, watching with depthless eyes as you let a long sparkling strand of saliva coat his cock. He hissed at the cold, twitching as your hand moved gently against him. You were so ginger, careful, so different to the careless way he had fucked his hand a week before, whilst you had lain in the other room, fucked out and fast asleep. Your thumb came up over his slit, smearing his pre with your spit down the shaft. You stuck your tongue out, lapping softly at the velvet head of his cock, tasting the salt of his pre slide over your tongue. You carefully lowered your mouth onto him, your core tightening at the curses spilling from his mouth as your wet and warm tongue lapped over his tip. “That’s it,” he strained, watching you through half-lidded eyes, “Good girl – watch the teeth,” you twirled your tongue around his cockhead and sucked, flicking your tongue down the shaft as he twitched. You took him out your mouth and licked down his length, before sinking your mouth even deeper down onto his cock.

You took him as deep as you could, only stopping when you gagged around his hot length, his hips bucked into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat and getting a garbled moan from deep within your chest. His hand wove into your hair and he pushed you further onto his cock. You sucked as best you could, but as he moved your head, you became a mess of tears and drool. He fucked your face slowly, drawing out your soft babbling moans, as your thighs clenched and rubbed together. He eventually picked up his pace, “You gonna let me cum in that pretty mouth, hah?” Kishibe panted, staring down as your throat bulged with the length of him. You barely nodded before he came down your throat, strong and strangely sweet. “Don’t swallow,” he commanded and you held him in your mouth.

“Open up,” your lips parted, showing his white seed within. He smiled then, a slow wicked smile stealing across his face at the sight of you, messy with drool and tears, holding his cum in your mouth, like his own personal slut, perfect for him. “Hold still,” he gathered up his saliva and spit into your mouth, watching your eyes widen and pupils darken, watching as it mingled with his milk. “Now swallow,” you did as you were told, opening your mouth afterwards to show him that everything was gone. He grabbed you by the shoulders then and pulled you into his lap, his mouth immediately on you, kissing you hard. You sighed into his lips, caught in a dreamy daze of his hands and lips, you barely noticed when he tipped you over into the couch next to him.

“Daddy?” you questioned as he began undoing your buttons, exposing your breasts to the cold air. “Hush, princess,” he kissed down your neck, his stubble scratching your chest, “you were such a good girl for me, I gotta reward you,” he renewed his marks over your skin, blooming new bruises like dark blossoms beneath your skin, taking your nipple into his mouth, hot and warm. You arched into his grasp, greedily savouring the way his hands roughed up your skin, pinching and kneading your breasts.

He eventually got to your pyjama bottoms, and hooking his fingers into both your pants and underwear, tugged you bare, your slick already pooling between your legs and sticking in translucent strands across your thighs. “So wet, all from sucking daddy’s cock?” he teased, rubbing his knuckles over your folds. You squirmed, hiding your blushing face in your hands, shy from how turned on you had become from pleasuring Kishibe.

“Suck,” Kishibe prodded two fingers against your lips, watching as you swallowed them down without hesitation. He fucked his fingers into your mouth for a minute or so, before trailing his wet fingers to your stomach and to your cunt. He rubbed your clit with his thumb, slow circles that had you spiralling out of sanity for him. You could feel the warmth of him radiate onto your plush pussy, the heat of his fingers rubbing gently over your soft skin. He took his wet fingers and ran them up and down your folds, coating the tips in sticky slick before slowly sinking one finger into your virgin walls.

“Oh!” you gasped, immediately clamping down on the intrusion. He pumped the finger in slowly, having you feel every knuckle as it caught and pushed at your satin silk wetness. He reached deep within you, curling and dragging his finger back until it brushed past a spot that had you caving your body around him.

“Daddy” you gasped, feeling your legs twitch. Kishibe smiled at you, a slow crooked smirk that he let you kiss off his lips. He leaned over you, trapping you between his chest and the couch, his one hand buried between your legs, the other holding his weight above your head. He prodded that one spot within you again, watching as your back arched and your toes curled. You whined, unused to the gentle pressure he was putting on your core, over and over again as he pumped his finger into you.

 “There’s my pretty girl,” he kissed the corner of your mouth, swallowing the sharp sound you made as he pressed a second finger into your plush cunt. It stung, burning into your core as your muscles reacted against the intrusion. “Relax, princess,” he whispered into your ear, “Daddy’s got you,” he rubbed soothing circles around your clit, feeling your muscles tense and relax around him. “Hush, hush,��� he rumbled, before slowly moving his fingers, creating a thick squelch with your slick. You felt your cheeks burn, but he kissed them before watching you as you took his two fingers past your puffy folds. “You’re doing so well,” he crooked his fingers and brushed up against the spot, the heel of his hand stroking over your clit in shuddering pumps of his fingers. He kept a regular rhythm, gently pistoning his fingers until your hips began to meet his. “How does that feel?” he scissored out his fingers within you, watching as you whined and wriggled below him, he pressed up against that spot, rubbing harder on your clit. You shuddered, your thighs trying to close around his waist. You focused on the burning heat in your core, your aching muscles mantling away as stars scattered down your spine. “Feels good, Daddy,” you puffed out, your breath picking up with his fingers, exhaling with each brush against your pressure point. You felt so exposed, so vulnerable, torn apart on a man’s hand and you wanted to curl away, cover your heated cheeks and close your legs. But you felt so good, the coil in your core growing tighter and tighter. Kishibe could sense it too, could feel it in the way you clenched around his digits, softly squelching around him in plush fullness. He leaned back and began rubbing your clit with his other thumb, reaching deeper with his fingers and gruffly rasping your praises.

You came with a cry of his name, back arching and knuckles white as you clutched onto the couch. Tears spilt from your eyes, salt-lined crystals falling from your lashes as you scrunched your eyes shut. You shuddered in Kishibe’s arms, clutching on his shirt as he held you, rocking you back and forth as you came down. He pulled his fingers from your still-clenching cunt and tapped your mouth with his sticky fingers. You swallowed down his digits, sucking and cleaning the clear strands of saccharine sourness from his fingerprints as he pressed his fingers down your throat. Eventually, he pulled his fingers from your tongue, cursing as a string of saliva still strung between your wet mouth and his finger. His kiss was close, exploratory, tasting yourself on your tongue. He tugged you into his lap, curling his arms beneath you and cradling you to his chest.

“You did so good for me,” he cooed and you tucked your head into the crook of his neck, feeling the ache already begin to settle between your legs. Eventually, Kishibe got up, still holding you up in his arms. “Let’s go run my princess a bath.”

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MHA x Chubby!BlackFem!Reader Scenarios

 So, a request was made for a “chubby” reader X KiriBaku and I realized that I completely forgot to incorporate that aspect into my response which crazy cause I consider myself “chubby” (the picture is a pretty accurate description); I was too focused on Kirishima’s tits 🥵. Allow me to rectify that with these random scenarios 😁

Izuku Midoriya, Hitoshi Shinsou, Shouta Aizawa

WARNING(18+): NSFW content, manhandling, biting, spanking, fingering, body worship ?, teasing ?, oral, penetration, praise, food/eating fetish (lol)? , aged up/prohero characters, maybe something else.

Grab a snack and a “friend” 😏, cause this is gonna be a long one.

Keep reading

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ex hubby tings

characters who fit: osamu miya , aran ojiro , armin arlert , porco galliard , kishibe , aki hayakawa

adult audience only

notes: i wrote this at work. have fun ! also thank you for 200 followers! i have a surprise for you all <333

ugh. your ex husband coming over for dinner so that y’all can “eat as a family like old times”. the kids leave the dinner table and are put to bed in under an hour and now you’re folded up underneath him on the couch— quiet mewls being let out between the kisses he’s using to muffle you. he’s sure to fuck your pussy good in every single spot you can imagine. making sure you won’t be able to look at a single inch of the house without thinking about the way he had your legs trembling. the way his cock curved just right, meeting directly with your sweet spot

he ends up staying the night, his reason being so that “the kids can wake up to a nice surprise. you know they love it when we get along!” you realize they aren’t the only ones who will later receive a surprise when you find yourself waking up into an orgasm, eyes falling down to the man between your legs— mouth latched around your clit with a smirk.

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Quickie

This was Nina's first time in a place like this. She stood outside the dark nightclub, the bass inside making her chest rattle. The bouncer opened the door as her friends pulled her inside the surprisingly large nightclub.

Lights filled her vision and the loud thumping house music filled her ears. She wasn't too sure what the smell was and she really didn't want to dissect it. They walked through the small hallway until it opened up to the heart of the place. Bodies in various stages of undress and intoxication vibed to the music.

"Can I atleast get a drink?!" She exclaims, reaching for the bar longingly as her friend pulls her to the back of the club. "This doesn't look like where the alcohol is!"

"You and I both know you are hiding a bottle in your cleavage so stop complaining and come on! All you need to do is have fun, love," Erii replied with a laugh, knocking on the door in front of them. "Funkytown!"

A heavy lock slides on the other side before the door opens and a big guy in a suit allowed them through. The clean black marble floor and dark wallpaper made this area of the club seem like a different place entirely. Nina whistled low as she looked around.

"Isn't this a little too fancy? It smells like I can't afford to break anything in here."

"One, why is that always your first response? Stop trying to break everything and enjoy yourself." Erii sighed as she rolled her eyes and guided Nina down the hall before stopping at the open door. "Two, I told you I would do something special for you. Shut up and get in there. Satoru and I have already taken care of the details so you just need to do what comes naturally."

Nina let out a yelp as her friend pushed her inside before closing the door behind her, winking slyly.

"I'll still punch him in the throat…hey why are you winking!?"

She huffed and looked around the small, dimly lit room. There were panels on either side of the wall and a chair in the center. The music wasn't as harsh either but she was grateful it wasn't silent.

One of the lower panels opened as she took a seat and pulled the bottle from her cleavage. As she took a healthy swig she nearly choked when an erect cock poked through. Realization dawned on her in a wave of something she couldn't identify.

It was close enough to her face that she could see the thick vein running up the length. The cock looked velvety smooth and she wanted to run her tongue along the length.

'Just a small taste maybe?' She thought to herself before swallowing the liquid courage. Nina gave the cock a tentative lick. The cock twitched under her tongue so she wrapped her hand around the base.

The man behind the wall let out a low groan as Nina wrapped her lips around it and sucked firmly. She pressed her tongue along the underside, moaning at taste before taking more of him in her mouth. Drool trickled down the side of her mouth, head bobbing at a steady pace.

He moaned louder as his hips began to thrust, only spurring her on. Moaning and drooling around his cock as she slipped her hand between her thighs. Drool dripped down her chin when she swallowed his cock, gagging around the stretch. She could hear him gripping at the wall at the same time his cock twitched.

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Geto wasn't sure how his best friend had talked him into this but he couldn't remember why he had been so against it. Hell right now he couldn't form a coherent thought, moaning loudly as his hips bucked. The way her mouth molded around his cock was going to make him cum faster than he wanted to.

His large hands gripped at the wall as his cock throbbed in her throat. Resting his forehead on the wall, his cheeks began to flush from the effort of holding his orgasm back.

'F-Fuck,' he thought as he closed his eyes tight. 'This is going to be over faster than it started!'

She swirled her tongue around him as her head bobbed faster and his legs almost gave out. Geto moaned and grunted with every thrust as his orgasm rushed closer. He couldn't hold it back anymore.

As her hand slipped in the hole to cradle his balls he knew it was over. He came hard down her throat, hearing her choke around his loaf only made him cum harder. He panted and rested his forehead against the wall as he heard her stand from her chair and walk out.

'I gotta catch her!' He thought but when he went to move his legs gave out and he hit the floor.

Geto Suguru had a single minded determination to find the only woman that had brought him to his knees but it would have to wait until he could move again.

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Geto Gloryhole

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Side Tracked

“How much longer do we need to do this?” I grumbled as I leaned against the desk. “I just feel like this is doing a bit much.”

I could hear Marc grumble under his breath as he packed his duffel with yet another weapon. “I’d rather we not be caught out in the open with our ass out.”

It felt like we had just come back from a super secret mission and now we were heading out again. I hopped on the desk and rubbed my hands over my face with a frustrated sigh. He walked over then, abandoning the heavy bag and laying his calloused hands on my thighs. The rhythmic rubbing of his hands was comforting and I looked up at him after a moment.

“Yes?” I could hear the soft pout in my voice and it annoyed me a little. 

"This will be the last time, Kida." he said and my eyes rolled before I could stop them. The gentle squeeze on my thighs tightened, a warning in his gaze. "Ah so that's what this is…"

I saw understanding shine in his dark eyes and my lower belly fluttered. One of his hands gripping my jaw in a firm hold as I watched his tongue sweep across his bottom lip. Marc leaned down and brushed his lips along my cheek, stopping at the corner of my lips.

A soft moan fell from my lips, hands holding the desk to keep myself steady. If I moved before he told me I could, he'd stop and I wasn't sure if I could handle that. His thumb brushed against my bottom lip as his eyes darkened and his cock throbbed in his slacks. 

I opened my mouth slowly before sucking his thumb between my lips. Coating his thumb in my saliva before sucking firmly. My only warning was the soft flush on his cheeks before I was bent over the desk. 

"Is this what you want, slut?" He growled out with gritted teeth as he lifted my skirt, slapping my ass and pulling a cry from my lips. "It is, isn't it? That's why you don't have on any panties."

My cheeks were hot with desire and shame when I pushed my ass back into his hand, desperate for another stinging slap. I felt the next slap against my cunt, causing me to jerk forward with a moan. 

"Impatient sluts get ignored, Kida. Haven't I taught you better than that?" He said as he dragged his finger along the curve of my ass before parting my cheeks and spitting on my hole. "You're already making such a fucking mess and I've hardly done anything…but fuck I miss the way you taste."

I felt his tongue lick my cunt with a single swipe before he let out a starved growl and buried his face against me. Moaning loudly, I gripped the desk until my knuckles were white. 

"A-ah daddy, please!" I cried out as my hips pushed back against him. 

Marc's teeth grazed my folds as he sucked the soft flesh firmly, hands kneeling my ass and thighs. He ignored my cries and only moaned as his tongue pushed slowly inside of my cunt. I could feel the bruises his fingers would leave on my skin and I needed more. 

His thumb circled my throbbing clit and I clenched around his tongue. I cried out his name as my thighs began to shake before I squirted on his tongue. The wood of the desk was cool as I pressed my cheek against it but he didn't let me rest for long. 

Marc turned me around to lay on my back, pushing my knees back to my shoulders. 

"Hold them." 

His voice left no room for argument so I gripped the back of my knees with shaky hands. My eyes drifted closed and my cheeks started to flush. 

"Open your eyes," he growled as he popped my core, pulling a loud moan from my throat before my brown eyes met his own. "You look so fucking pathetic and shameless like this. Do you need me that badly?"

I nod, earning another slap to my cunt that made me yelp. Tears prick the backs of my eyes as I furrow my brows. 

"Good girls use their words." He said, slapping my dripping core again. 

"Y-yes!" I reply with a needy cry, spurred on by the heat radiating from my sensitive core. "Pl-please…I need you inside of me!"

The look in his eyes darkened as he heard the sob in my throat. If there was anything he loved more it was making me cry from need. Marc's hand wrapped firmly around my throat and I gasped and clenched my core simultaneously. If he had given me a chance I would've cum right then but he pinched my clit. 

"You don't cum until I fuckin say you can. Do you understand, slut?" He growled low in his chest as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock out. It sat heavy and hot between my thighs, making me catch my breath. 

"Yes! I understand," I cried out, resisting the urge to lift my hips.

"That's my girl," he smiled before licking his fingers and rubbing the tip of his cock. Marc pressed firmly against my entrance, hanging his head as he pushed in slowly. 

He stretched my cunt deliciously slow. My back arched as he set every nerve in my body on fire. He stilled his hips for a moment, his fingers twitching around my throat and his hair falling in his eyes. I couldn't help but tighten around his cock, making him twitch in response. 

"Pl-please," I sobbed in a small voice, making him grin. Marc pulled his hips back slowly, almost removing his cock before slamming fully inside of me. I let out a choked cry and my eyes crossed involuntarily, a pool of liquid heat settling in my lower belly. 

"I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop." 

That was all the warning I got before he repeated the movement. One hand on my throat and one on my hip kept my body in place as he drilled into me with hard and slow thrusts. My grip tightened on the backs of my knees. 

Marc's thrusts were too slow for my orgasm to build but hard enough that incoherent babbling fell from my lips. He pulled me down to meet his thrusts until tears stained my cheeks from the stimulation. It was too good but not enough and I was beginning to lose my mind. 

I felt his tongue drag up the side of my face, licking up my tears. He moaned in my ear before his hips snapped faster, angling to hit the spot deep inside of me. More tears slid down my face while I tightened around him. 

We filled the room with wet sounds and our moans, my tears spurring him on until he brushed my cervix with every thrust. All I could do was scream his name when I squirt around him, thighs shaking and back arching. 

He thrust faster into me, smearing my tears across my face. Marc kissed me deeply, wrapping his tongue around mine as his rhythm faltered before he came. I clenched around him to milk his cock, biting his bottom lip with a whimper. 

He rested his forehead against mine once his cock stopped pulsing. His hands rubbing my hips to ease any discomfort. 

"Are you alright?"

I nodded and laughed a little. "Next time I will remember to just cry a little."

"You do that and I promise you we will never get anything done." He replied before chuckling and carrying me to the bathroom. 

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Kinktober/Smutober kickoff! First up is dacryphilia with Marc Spector. I've never done this before so I'm gonna do my best to keep up with it! Hope you all enjoy it!

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Pet

Thanks for your patience. Things got crazy for a while there and they still are. ill try to post a bit more frequently. This one is a bit brief but enjoy! TW: noncon

“You dont know how to fucking listen do you?” I heard Sukuna say, the deep tone and power in his voice sent a shiver along my skin. Peeking around the pillar, i saw him speaking to a curse. Whatever they were talking about left him visibly irritated and I couldn't quite make out what the smaller curse was saying. 

Sukuna was much bigger than the stories made him out to be. One of his hands palmed the man’s head and shook him violently, completely obliterating the weaker curse. My eyes widened and a dark feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. Before I could heed the warning and leave through a nearby shadow, one of his eyes zeroed in on me. Shit.

He was much faster than me and was standing in my path before I could blink. All i could do was gulp when i looked up at him, wary that if i made a wrong move he could squash me like a bug. Why did that thought excite me?

“Well well well what do we have here?” he said after a moment, his large hand closing around my throat and pulling me to his face. “Why are you being so nosy? Maybe i need to teach you to mind your fucking business.”

“W-Wait!” I stammered, my voice was small in my ears when I finally found my voice. "You dont want me! I'm useless!"

"I'll decide what you are."

Sukuna’s chuckle was sinister as he looked over my body causing my face to flush and my core to flutter. He didn't seem like he was up for listening to anything I had to say and part of me didn't want him to. If I survived this encounter I was going to do a lot of soul searching.

“Please…” I stumbled over my words, trying to add strength to my voice and failing. "I'll do whatever you want."

The laugh that followed was deep and mocking as his large hand ripped my shirt open. 

"You were going to do that anyway. You think I can't sense how much you want this? Fucking little whore." He cackled as his hands cupped my breasts and I couldn't stop the moan that left my lips. "Pathetic."

I couldn't stop the flush that spread across my cheeks as my body warmed beneath his touch. His large calloused hands covered every inch of my chest. The sensation was almost too much and I nearly missed his other set of hands lifting and spreading my thighs apart. His thick fingers rubbed my lower lips and spread them apart, another chuckle in his throat. 

"L-Lord Sukuna", a small voice rang out behind him and I froze. 

"I thought I told you no to interrupt me again," he growled out through gritted teeth. The sound shot straight to my core, throbbing desperately. I felt the smirk cross his face before I heard it in the chuckle that formed in his chest before he let out a loud boom of laughter. "You filthy little bitch. You may be more fun than I thought."

My face burned in shame but I couldn't help the high pitched whimper that fell from my lips. He flicked my clit while he spun to face the smaller curse who stood trembling before him. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped as Sukuna’s eyes landed on him. The flow of cursed energy in the air increased and knocked the wind out of the smaller being just as his finger pushed into my core. 

I couldn't help it as my eyes crossed and my mouth fell open, squeezing his finger tight. I heard a small pop and felt splashes on my skin. It had taken me a moment to realize the cursed spirit had exploded into bits. Sukuna laughed cruelly as he dipped his head to my ear.

"Now let's see how many fingers your pathetic human body can handle."

"Pl-Please—" I began but I wasn't sure if I was begging for more or pleading for him to stop.

He cut me off with a slap to my breasts, mocking the moan that ripped from my throat with a laugh. The hand around my throat squeezed firmly as he roughly pulled and twisted my nipples. My arousal coated his fingers while he pushed another inside of me, not waiting for my body to open.

"You want to beg for mercy but you have become such a pathetic puddle in my arms," he said, voice low and barely audible over my choked sounds. "What dirty whores you humans are."

Two of Sukuna’s fingers were buried deep inside of my cunt before a mouth opened on his palm. The teeth nipped at my clit and I cried out, the pain and pleasure making tears slide down my cheeks. The wet heat of his tongue collected my tears while the mouth devoured my core. Biting and licking my folds as a third finger pushed inside, stretching my body impossibly wide. I could feel the tightness in my lower belly and I screamed as it finally snapped. My core tried to clamp down while I squirted hard on his fingers, his laugh echoing in the space.

“Are you always so pathetic?” he said as his fingers left me and he stuffed them into my mouth, black dots peppering my vision. “The little whore can't breathe? beg me.”

With my head tilted back on his chest I opened my eyes and looked up at him through wet lashes. If i begged him he would stop and i didnt want that, I had come too far to lie. So I took a slow breath through my nose and swirled my tongue around one of the large fingers as best as I could.

I watched his eyes darken and the smirk deepened on his face as he hummed in approval. His grip loosened on my throat but i didn't suck in a deep breath, i only sucked harder. I heard the rustle of his robes and the soft thud when they hit the floor. Sukuna’s cocks were thick and heavy against my back and that was all the warning I got before he thrusted, bottoming out in one swift movement.

My eyes crossed when i screamed out and i felt myself fall limp in his arms. I could hear my voice begging for more but I wasn't sure when he removed his fingers from my mouth. His cock stretched me well past what his finger accomplished and if i made it out of here i wouldnt be walking. His second cock was between my ass cheeks, hard and heavy.

“S-Sukuna..” I said softly. "Please i— I'm your sleeve."

"Yes you are, pet."

With that two of his hands went to either side of my waist and he gripped my hips hard. I knew I would have bruises on my s/c skin but I couldn't find a reason to care. He bounced me on his cock, his large body encompassing my own with ease. 

I was a drooling moaning mess on his cock after a few thrust. He stroked deep inside of me, kissing my cervix with every thrust. My head rolled forward and I watched my lower belly distend with every thrust of his cock. The bite of pain that followed every sweeping sensation of pleasure was enough to send me over the edge. 

I weakly cried out when I came, thighs shaking. A thin sheen of sweat coated my skin as he continued through the orgasm. Each thrust harder than the last until he jackhammered into me. I couldn't scream anymore and all I felt was pleasure. My body was weak with it while tears slid down my cheeks. 

"Maybe I will keep you," he said between thrusts. "You will only crave my cock. You will be my personal fucking whore."

All I could do was pant heavily. Drool dripped down my tongue and onto my skin, mingling with my sweat and the cursed spirit's blood. My core squeezed him tightly at the thought and he moaned, thrusts becoming erratic before his hips stopped and he filled me with his cum. I followed close behind and passed out from the force. 

When I came to I was laying on the floor, a heavy collar around my throat. Chains rattled as I felt a tug on the collar. I followed the line of thick silver to Sukuna's tattooed wrist. 

"Time to wake up, pet. Come worship your master."

I eagerly crawled towards him, pleased that I finally found a purpose. 

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Full Moon Jealousy

~*~ A/N: i just wanted to say thank you for reading all this stuff and thank you for following me along this trail of madness. all feedback is welcome and if you have any prompt ideas i wouldn't mind giving them a try! thank you again! i give you wolf!bakugo in honor of the full moon tonight!! ~*~

Katsuki bit my lip and sucked the soft flesh into his warm mouth, making me moan and press my body against his. The feeling shot straight to my clit and it took all of my control not to wantonly rub my body against his. I pulled away quickly, my face red with desire and embarrassment.

It took a moment to steady my breathing before I looked at him, sheepishly. We hadn't done more than heated kisses and over the clothes touching, though I wanted nothing more than his body all over me. I didn't want to take things too far and hurt him. His quirk wouldn't protect him if I wolfed out and took things too far. 

The room smelled of desire and a long burning campfire, what I knew to be Katsuki's scent. I'm sure it had something to do with his explosive quirk but I couldn't exactly bring that up in casual conversation when he had no idea I was a werewolf. 

"I need to get some air…" I mumbled softly, leaving before he could stop me. The heaviness of lust in the air was stirring my wolf and libido all over again and I refused to let it get the best of me. I opened the front door and stepped outside, the sun warm on my skin.

'It would feel better on my fur.' I thought longingly and kicked a pebble on the ground.

"Y/n?" A male voice shouted my name from across the street and I held up my hand to block the sun from my eyes as I tried to see the source. "Y/n!!"

Shoto's face came into view and I squealed as he picked me up and swung me around, lifting my feet off the ground. He had become a member of my pack a few years ago, his quirk made stronger now that he grew furry every once in a while. We had become great friends and almost dated but then I had met Katsuki. I never wondered if I would rather date my own kind because I loved my firecracker too much for that.

Shoto set me on the ground and placed a peck on my cheek. 

"Tsk." I wiggled my finger. "None of that sir. You may as well consider me a mated woman."

"He knows?" He asked in surprise, knowing my current dilemma.

"What? No, of course not!!" I whispered loudly. "But I'm still his regardless of whether or not he can claim me. I know what you're trying to do, Shoto." 

"Is that what you think of me, baby?" He teased as I narrowed my eyes in a glare, trying to shush him before I heard the front door open behind me.

I turned and felt my lower belly flutter. Katsuki had clearly taken a cold shower, his ash blonde hair dripping with the remnants of his effort to calm himself. His eyes flashed with possessive jealousy and I couldn't help the delicious feeling it shot through my core. His chest was bare, the beads of water clinging to his skin begging me to lick them off as I had suddenly become very thirsty. My eyes continued their journey down his chest before landing on the jeans that hung low on his hips. Any lower and I'd have seen the money spot.

"H-hi," I said dumbly, as I trailed my eyes slowly back up the face. "This is..uh..Shoto. A good friend of mine."

I felt Shoto's hand touch my lower back as he stepped closer and held out his other hand to Katsuki.

"Y/n has told me all about you." Shoto said happily.

Katsuki didn't say anything. His focus was zeroed in on Shoto's hand like he would bite it off. That's when I saw it. The flecks of gold and green that flashed in his eyes, a stark contrast to his deep red. The corner of his lip twitched as his eyes drifted down to the hand that was still on my lower back.

I said nothing as I pushed him back inside, closing the door behind us. "Katsuki...You're a werewolf!? Why can't I smell it?! When did this happen?!"

He rolled his eyes. "Tch. Of course I am, dumbass! Not my fault your nose doesn't work. Now why the fuck was he all over you, y/n?!"

I waved my hand at him to shut him up. "He just did that to piss you off. Clearly it wor-"

My back pressed against the wall and Katsuki pressed flush against my body, a gasp falling from my lips. The white t-shirt I wore absorbed the water that clung to his body. He caged me in, his hands on either side of my body and his warm breath ghosting over my lips. 

"What did he say to you, teddy bear?" He growled, the power from his wolf making his voice deeper.

All I could do was look dumbly at him as my brain struggled through the haze of arousal and sexual frustration. Clearly it wasn't the right thing to do as he leaned close to snarl in my ear, a small gasp leaving my lips.

"H-he said my name and kissed my cheek," I stammered as I struggled to remember the conversation, months of desire making my concentration paper thin. Katsuki moved my legs apart before pressing his thigh against my core. I whimpered quietly at the touch before he removed his leg from me. 

"You've been avoiding me, y/n." He growled against my neck, the wolf flashing in his eyes. "I need to claim you so bad it hurts, teddy bear. You smell so fucking good."

"I didn't...want to go too far," I gasped softly, licking my dry lips and digging my nails into his shoulders making him hiss. "I didn't want to hurt you."

His hands were gripping my hips hard enough to bruise and I craved more of it. Now that I knew I wouldn't hurt him I licked my lips and grinned. I leaned forward and captured his lips in an aggressive kiss, letting all of my sexual frustration out. I pressed him against the opposite wall and kissed my way down to his neck, biting my chosen spot. 

I felt his growl down my spine, all my nerve endings catching fire when he pinned me down again and reclaimed his dominance. I heard something fall to the floor and shatter at the force of the movement.

"Oops." He teased, his tongue licking up the side of my neck.

"Fuck it we can get a new one." I panted as I tilted my head back, exposing more of my neck to him.

"Say my name, y/n." He whispered softly before he roughly bit the curve of my neck. I cried out his name, the pain and pleasure blending together in a rush of sensation as he claimed me. My eyes fluttered shut and I fisted his hair as his tongue soothed the new mark on my neck.

I heard the fabric of my shirt rip and felt him unbutton my shorts. Katsuki trailed rough bites along the curve of my neck before his lips wrapped around my nipple. It felt better than I had imagined it would. 

"F-Fuck daddy," I cried out while my head fell back, my fingers gripping his hair tight and arching my chest closer. "Pl-Please take me."

"Tch. I'm going to go at my own pace and claim you, teddy bear." He replied, voice low and rough with need that he held back while he picked me up. 

I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding on tight and kissing him deeply. My pussy ached, needing to be filled and I did my best to grind against him. I felt him lower me to the bed in my lust filled haze. 

He settled on his knees between my legs and I looked down at him. The flecks of gold had grown larger and brighter in his eyes and I licked my lips in anticipation. I didn't have to wait long before he yanked my hips up, breathing in deeply at my scent. My cheeks flushed but I couldn't look away from him. 

"You smell so fucking good, teddy bear," he growled, the sound shooting straight to my clit. Katsuki dragged his tongue up my slit, my slick coating his tongue and pulling a deep growl from his chest. That's all it took before he buried his face in my cunt, swirling his tongue through my folds and sucking me clean. 

I arched my back with soft moans, lifting my hips to grind against his face. His arms caged my thighs in, leaving me no choice but to submit to his sinful tongue and the way he slipped it inside of me. I didn't know how much more of this I could take. 

"K-Katsuki," I said with a soft mewl before gasping as his lips wrapped around my clit and sucked. "Please, I can't wait! I need you!"

My thighs began to shake as he sucked firmly on the bundle of nerves. Months of pent up desire swirling inside me popped like a fucking balloon as I came. He moaned as I squirted my release, my back bowing with the force. 

Katsuki licked me clean, desperate for every last drop before kissing up my body. I pulled his lips to mine and rolled us over, straddling his waist and dragging my claws down his chest. Blood welled up in the scratches before healing a moment later. 

"I want to taste you…" I said as my tongue darted out lick my lips, moving down his body until his cock was in my face. I dragged my tongue up the length, hearing the hiss of breath from his lips. The sound only spurred me on and I cupped his balls in my hand, lowering my mouth slowly. I wanted to drag it out. Show him how much I needed him this whole time with one blowjob. When his hand grabbed a handful of my hair and his hips bucked up I was sure he got the message. I moaned around his length and rolled his balls in my palm. “F-Fuck,” he moaned as his back arched, holding my head down which made me moan around him. “I can't w-wait.” Katsuki moved faster than I could see, pulling me off his cock and pinning me beneath his body. I could only moan as he bottomed out in one thrust, arching my back and digging my nails into his skin. He didn't move for a few moments i writhed beneath him, small moans pleading him to move.

When he finally moved his hips I could feel the vase of his cock grow and my eyes rolled back. His knot pressed against my entrance with every thrust. His cock was a delicious stretch in my cunt, almost too big for me to handle but I'd never admit it. Katsuki could sense that and only thrusted harder into me, a dark chuckle on his lips.

“You are mine, understand?” he growled as his thrusts punctuated his words. “No one will ever make this pussy feel as good as I do.”

I could only moan in understanding while he grabbed my legs, pushing my knees to either side of my head as his hips drove deeper into me. I screamed out his name while his knot pushed inside of my tight entrance, the tip of his cock brushing against my spot and hitting my cervix. That was all I needed before I tumbled over the edge. I squirted as my eyes flashed amber, claws growing until they marked up his back. He followed soon behind me with a deep growl, knot swelling as he filled me with his cum.

Katsuki held me close against his body, whispering soft words against my skin. This is why I loved him. It was a side he never showed anyone but me and that made my heart full. I nuzzled his jaw before kissing him softly.

“I love you, Katsuki.” “I love you too. Y/n,” he replied with a smile before the fire returned in his eyes. “ and the next time IcyHot comes here I’m gonna hmph!” I covered his lips with my own and laughed a little, determined to make him forget the other man. I was going to do it even if it took all night.

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JJK NSFW HEADCANONS

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characters: gojou satoru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro

warnings: swearing, breeding, creampie, manhandling

a/n: interact for more parts

gojo satoru:

is loud and not ashamed to hide it

he's a menace

tries to compete on who's louder but soon, he stops joking around and just rails you into oblivion

he's big, i know he's big

once he fucked you in his infinite domain to highten your senses and it must have been the greatest pleasure you've felt

just absolutely slams inside of you until you can only say his name

'toru, your beloved toru

he loves the control he has over you

he's also a giant and the strongest sorcerer so if you think he wouldn't be able to manhandle you, you're wrong

could go on for hours

"toru" you gasped as he repeatedly slammed against your cervix from behind. thankfully the classroom was empty and you couldn't sense any of your students nearing the premises "toru please, we have class in a bit- ah"

he softly laughed, going even harder as he left harsh smacks against your cheeks. it was so much, his hard cock was so big and you could only hold onto one of the tables as your toru's cock ripped your insides "then you should come baby, orrr, should i just pull out now? leave you leaking here empty before our students come for class?" teased, momentarily pulling out of your spend walls watching a string of your arousal connecting his tip to your aching pussy before driving it back inside.

"i think just for this time, i'm gonna give my baby what she needs"

nanami kento:

nanami is what everyone dreams of as the perfect husband

he's just so good when he slips it in and gasps before taking your face in his hands and leaves little kisses on it

don't tease him, he won't be gentle

this is a sign to tease nanami kento

he goes absolutely feral when it comes to you

his pretty little baby wants her boyfriend to empty his seed inside? that's what he'll do

whenever he's fucking you missionary he pushes your hand against your pelvic area to feel just how his cock destroys you

"fuck darling do you feel this?" kento groans as he plunges himself harder and harder, pushing your hand to your lower stomach and watching your expression contort into absolute pleasure. the nanami that was now above you and well, inside of you was nothing like the nanami you knew "this is us baby, wanna make my pretty baby a mommy, yes? gonna be so good for me and take everything i give you?"

you don't answer, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure and that seems to irritate your beautiful boyfriend "say it" he spits grabbing your face to look in his eyes

"give it all to me kento, please, i-fuck-im gonna make you a daddy baby, just please keep going, please baby"

"fuck-i love you"

toji fushiguro:

never ready for him

loves to sit back and watch you try to fit him inside and try to ride him

doesn't take a while until he's nailing you against the couch

has you breathless, absolutely drunk on his cock

it just burns so good

he cums a load so prepare to get filled to the brim

"gonna cum inside your slutty pussy baby, gonna get you so full. you're the best baby to breed" he would groan as he'd throw you up and down his cock. if anyone were to walk inside the room now all they'd see was you absolutely broken from the multiple orgasms he had gave you being maneuvered on his dick.

"toji- toji kun, ah, 's too much"

"too much? come on baby, you've taken it so much worse, i can absolutely destroy you if i want" he moans, throwing his head back as he quickens the pace "fucking take it" and holy fuck you could feel his cum fill you so good and he just wouldn't stop, you almost feared for your poor couch and as if toji read your mind he lifted you up, cock plugged still inside, placed a pillow on the couch and laid your hips on top of the pillow before pulling out as you panted for air.

"this is gonna help for my cum to stay inside, you're not leaving this house not pregnant this time, okay?"

[fantasies2paper]

you ever read a fanfic and just sit back and think...someone wrote something THIS good... and then just....published it on the internet....for free.....

[fantasies2paper]

Shower Time

Inspired by timikotaya on twitter. Give them a follow you wont be sorry!!

Nothing was better than a hot shower after work. The steam and the heat just had a way of melting all of the stress away. So it was no surprise that as soon as my front door closed, I was stripping off my clothes. Perks of living alone with your boyfriend. 

By the time I reached the bathroom I was completely naked, leaving the trail of clothes for future y/n to deal with. We had a fairly large shower with tall clear glass doors enclosing the space. Eren liked to leave little messages for me on the glass sometimes. 

Turning on the hot water before stepping in with a sigh after the door clicked shut behind me. I tilted my head back as the water cascaded down my body. It felt amazing to let it warm my skin and wash away the day. I was so lost in the sensation I almost missed the sound of the shower door opening before strong arms wrapped around my waist. 

"You're home," I said with a smile and turned my head to kiss his cheek, his hands rubbing my sides. 

"Judging by the trail of clothes I'm guessing you had a hard day." 

I nodded and let my head lay back on his shoulder, lifting my hands to slide my fingers through his hair. Eren hummed softly and smiled against my skin, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts. Nibbling my shoulder as he traps my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, a whimper falling from my parted lips. 

"Y/n…" His voice was husky when he spoke and it sent a jolt to my clit. He always knew exactly what I needed. "Always such a needy little whore aren't you?"

He tugged sharply at my nipples making me cry out in desire and surprise. I was trying to focus on his questions when he quickly spun me around, hand wrapping around my throat. His eyes were dark with lust and water ran down his chiseled abdomen. My cunt throbbed harder in response.

"Answer me when I'm talking to you, slut." He growled. 

"Yes, daddy," I said, voice breathy as my cunt began the throb with my heartbeat. The solid weight of his hand around my throat ramping up my desire. "I'm your needy little whore."

Eren smirked at that and moved his thumb to my chin, opening my lips before he spit in my mouth. I moaned as it slid down my tongue, a shiver rolling down my spine despite the heat of the water. 

"Show me how bad you need me to make it go away."

I wasted no time sinking to my knees. My boldness still shocked me sometimes but Eren had a way of bringing it out of me. With his cock bobbing in front of my face now, I wanted him to use my body however he wanted. 

I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock before he tapped my nose with his finger. 

"No hands today, baby girl."

I nodded and licked my lips as I lowered my hand, placing both of my palms on my thighs. Looking up into his green eyes I swirl my tongue around the tip with a moan. The muscles in his abs clenched as he let out a low sound of approval. The veins leading down to my favorite part throbbed as I gave his cock attention. 

Eren's cock was thick and a heavy weight in my mouth. The precum that had dripped down his length moments before was now coating my tongue, sticky and salty. I moaned around him as my head began to bob, working him further into my mouth before he was sliding down my throat with ease. The pleased expression on his face soaked my cunt before his head fell back with a guttural moan. 

His fingers found their way into my hair, gripping two handfuls, before he began to fuck my mouth and throat. I did my best to meet his thrusts, quickly finding a rhythm and sucking firmly. 

"Fuck baby," his voice was strained and dripping with as his hips bucked. "Fuck… fuck…"

Eren's thrusting became erratic and all I could do was hang on. I looked up at him from beneath my lashes with big e/c eyes, lips slightly swollen and flushed cheeks and that's all it took. He came down my throat without warning. His cum was thick as it coated my tongue and throat, dripping from the side of my mouth. 

Growling with a feral need as his hand wrapped around my throat and pulled me to my feet.

"You don't waste my fucking gift, whore…" he said before shocking me and licking up the spilled cum. "Open your fucking mouth, y/n."

I parted my lips and stuck out my tongue for him with no hesitation, making him chuckle darkly before he spit it down my throat. I moaned desperately and clenched my thighs together, desperate for release.

"You're so fucking pathetic for my cock," he said as he popped my cheek before turning me to face the steamed over glass wall. "Press your face against the wall and lift your ass for daddy."

I turn quickly and press my face against the glass, arching my back as my cheeks begin to burn hotly from desire and shame. My arousal coats my inner thighs as he scoots my legs further apart. I can't stop the desperate moan in my throat as he rubs the head of his cock against my slit, hissing from the heat of my core. Eren pushed the length of his cock in with a single thrust, shooting stars across my vision. I could feel his hand grip the back of my knee, lifting it for better access. He thrust deeper into my cunt and I braced my hands against the wall. It was all I could do to stay upright and coherent as he abused my cunt. “This is my fucking cunt do you understand?” he groaned low in my ear, accentuating every word with the sharp thrust of his hips. All I could do was nod frantically as my eyes rolled back and my tongue lolled out of my mouth. As if he could feel the dumb expression on my face he chuckled darkly and bit my shoulder, making me cry out again. “The only thing you know is my fucking cock and how good i make you feel. You are my fucking doll to do with as i please.” Eren pressed my face against the glass as he thrusted faster, pulling a scream from me as I came. I squirted hard around his cock, clenching tight enough to still his thrusts and push him over the edge with me. He kissed me deeply as we came together before lowering my leg carefully. “I-I love you…” I said quietly, my voice hoarse. “I love you, too y/n. Let me take care of you.” he replied, already lathering up my body and cleaning me gently before carrying me out of the shower. Eren dried me off just as gently, leaving soft kisses all over my skin. Carefully he laid me down on the bed, slipping in behind me and holding me close to his body before I fell asleep. Sometimes you just need a hot shower to reset after a hard day.

[fantasies2paper]

Late Night Drinking

"This is absolutely bullshit and you know it, Yami!" I shouted as the door clicked shut behind me. "If that little electrical outlet comes at me one more time I'm gonna— don't fuckin' laugh at me!!"

For three weeks, Luck had taken it upon himself to ambush me whenever I walked through the damn door. He was apparently going through combat withdrawals as his best friend, Magna, was gone for training. Somehow that became my burden to bear. 

"Listen, calm down y/n," he said as he hid a laugh while walking up to me and rubbing my arms. "Take it as a compliment. You know he only fights those he thinks are the best. Take it as a compliment!"

His deep voice rubbed me in all the right places, cooling my anger while stoking a fire in my belly. I had liked the captain of the Black Bulls ever since I had become a member. Of course many women fawned over him, it's like we could recognize each other in the wild. There were far too many of us and he was just as oblivious as always. Suddenly I realized how little space between us there was and that he was in my room. My damn room! I don't think in all of my years as a Black Bull that I'd ever been alone with him. My brain was still catching up to that thought when I heard him clear his throat. “Are you alright, y/n?” he said as his fingers curled beneath my chin and he tilted my head up to look at him. “You are looking a little flushed there.”

"W-What?" My voice was lower than I meant it to be when I replied, clearing my throat and keeping a hold of my mana to steady my emotions. "I'm fine. I won't k-kill him. W-was there anything else?"

"You tell me, sweetheart," I could hear the amusement in his voice, mingled with something I couldn't quite put my finger on. "You were the one that bullied me in here."

Unable to back away from him and not wanting to kick him out I stared. First at his face, which didn't last long before shame made me look away. Then at his chest, which only brought up the countless times I'd imagined bracing myself on that solid piece of muscle as I rode him. It was starting to get really hot in my room all of a sudden. 

"Actually there is something I wanted to talk to you about, y/n." He said as his thumb brushed my bottom lip, pulling me out of my stunned silence and dragging my attention back to his gray eyes. "I've been hearing this sound at night and was wondering if maybe you knew what it was."

"What do you mean?" I tilted my head in confusion. 

"It's been happening about the same time every night for about three weeks. I've been hearing moaning and what sounds like my name…"

Yami had heard me? Oh no! Yami had heard me. My cheeks burned in embarrassment as I tucked a loc behind my ear and waved my hand. All I could think to do was lie. Lie like I had never lied before. If I didn't sell this he'd know. 

"What? No I haven't heard anything…maybe the house is old?" Fuckin smooth y/n. I mentally slapped my palm to my face but at that point there was no turning back. “Have you spoken to Henry about it?” “Well you see,” he began as he started to walk until the backs of my legs touched the bed. “No one heard this but me because I was standing right there.” Yami pointed to the shadowy corner of my room that sat perfectly across from my bed.

“i …what?”

I sounded absolutely ridiculous and I knew I did. If I was listening to him right, which I was sure I had been, Yami Sukehiro had been watching me touch myself to him.

“Maybe I should explain, sweetheart.” he said as the corner of his mouth quirked up in a smile.

~* Yami POV 3rd person*~ Holding the cigarette between his lips as he walked down the hall to y/n’s room. he had borrowed a book from her with the intention of bringing it back and starting up a conversation. he didnt fucking read but he would do whatever it took to get her attention. She had joined the Black Bulls about three years ago and had stolen his attention for every single second of it. Y/n had such a way about her he couldn't help but be drawn to her no matter what the situation was. She was the only person he knew that could handle his sarcastic attitude and prickly disposition as he had been told. All he could think about was getting his hands on her curves. Pressing her soft body against his and listening to her soft sounds as he drank her in. Yami wasn't sure if he could call it love but it had to be pretty close to it.

‘If fire crotch or Jack talks to her before I can, my chance will be out the damn window.’ he thought to himself as he sighed and took a deep pull from the cigarette, the heaviness of the smoke calming his soul. ‘That Silva kid shouldn't be a problem. With that dumbass braid in his face she’d never go for that asshole.’ Reaching the door to her room he knocked lightly on the old wood. Nothing. He knocked again but there was still no answer. Peering down the hall he pushed on the door with the toe of his heavy boot, opening it enough for him to see the dark room on the other side. “Hello? Y/n?” he said as he poked his head in. The last time he had failed to give her a warning of his presence before entering she had thrown a book at his head and she had perfect aim. Recalling the memory, Yami looked down at the book and snorted a laugh. ‘Actually I think this is the same damn book’. He sighed with the realization that she wasn't home and decided the back up plan would be to snoop to learn about y/n.

‘Sure as fuck wouldnt hurt to try.’ Yami thought to himself as he put the cigarette into his hand. ‘She must be downstairs drinking with Vanessa.’ He walked over to her bookshelf and ran a large calloused finger over the worn spines of the titles. Various candles and trinkets were littered among the shelves and could tell by the smell  that most were apple spice.

‘Well that explains why she always smells like that shit.’ he thought to himself with a small smile tugging at his lips. ‘Punk is going to start a fire one of these days. I'm sure of it.’ At that moment he heard the door creak and the lilt of her voice outside the door. The sound both made his heart beat faster and made his blood run cold. Leaving out the door had definitely passed and her room was on the upper floor so the window was also not an option. he didnt have time to do anything but fucking pray. It was all coming to a fucking end and he didnt even have a chance! ‘She's going to beat my ass!’ he thought as his eyes darted around the room for a suitable lie. Yami’s eyes landed on the large shadowy corner of her wall across from her bed and before he could think better of it he darted over to it. The space was just big enough to hide his large frame and he was grateful for it. he only needed it until she went to sleep and then he could slip out undetected. Y/n hiccuped as she stumbled into the room, giggling softly as her door closed behind her. The red dress she wore complimented her s/c skin in a way that made him jealous. Jealous that he couldn't be the one downstairs with her using this thigh as a seat or even his face for that matter. ‘Focus,’ he chastised himself. He needed to make sure he slipped out when the time was right and he couldn't do that if he was wondering what felt like against his body. He balled his fist tight to keep his focus. Y/n hummed and giggled to herself in a way that he couldn't help but find adorable. Her back was to him when she stopped at her drawer and he fought not to dart out of the room. In order for him to leave unscathed he needed her in bed and asleep. Though he couldn't help his eyes following the curve of her ass. Walking over to her bed she tossed the object down on the bed but Yami’s eyes were locked on her. Y/n’s eyes were closed as her hands slid across her body, biting her lip with a quiet noise that made his cock jerk. His attention was completely focused on her until her hands slowly began to pull off the dress. ‘Shit!’ he kept his eyes on the ground. ‘I shouldn't be here for this. I have no right to see this.’ Her soft little noises were doing things to him there in the dark. He imagined his lips and tongue on her skin, leaving a trail of bites all over her body to mark her as his. Yami’s pants were getting uncomfortably tight. “O-oh please captain…” she gasped in a low moan. His eyes shot up, worried he’d been caught but the sight made his breath leave him in a rush. Y/n was laid back on her bed with her legs open and spread. He had the perfect view of her dripping pussy and the sight left his mouth watering and dry at the same time. The object she had pulled from her drawer was a f/c dildo. It was fairly thick from what he could see of it as she teased her entrance with the tip and his eyes widened once her words sank in. ‘C-Captain?’ he thought as his heart began to sink. He should've known she'd never want him the way he wanted her. With royalty like Nozel and Fuegoleon what chance did a foreigner like him really have?

"Yami…please."

It was him. She was touching herself for him and goddammit if that need in her voice didn't make his cock throb. He pressed the heel of his palm against his cock to relieve some pressure as she eased the toy inside, her soft gasp nearly bringing him to his knees. 

The wet sounds of her working the toy made him lick his lips as he imagined the way she'd feel against his tongue. The urge to come from the shadows and take her right then was the strongest thing he'd ever felt but he wouldn't. Yami wanted her to know who she belonged to when he fucked her.

Yami watched her move the toy faster as she moaned his name more, lifting her hips to push it deeper. Her thighs shook before her climax washed over her and he thought he could see her cunt squeeze the toy.

Y/n panted and pulled the toy out after a moment before curling up and falling asleep. Once he was sure she was out, he stepped from the shadows and stood at the foot of the bed. He studied her face before covering her up gently.

'This was the first and last time,' he thought to himself. 'You have to tell her.'

Which is definitely what he intended to do but for the next three weeks he found himself on that side of the room watching y/n. He committed her every sound and movement to memory. Now that he stood in front of her, that's all he could recall and it was driving him insane. 

~* Y/N POV *~

Standing there shocked as he finished, looking up at his gray eyes. Had I really been that drunk? Had I really not noticed him? Thinking back, I remember being fuzzy, happy and terribly horny. It only took a moment for the truth to settle in. 

"I knew you were there," I said as my cheeks darkened and I raised my hands to touch his sides. "I wanted you to see… hell I wanted you to replace the toy and touch me."

That was all he needed before scooping me up and laying me down on the bed. He was solid and he smelled of cigarettes and something dark I couldn't put my finger on. I could barely wrap my legs around his waist as my skirt hiked up. 

Yami's lips were on mine in a deep kiss as if he were dying of thirst and only my lips could help him. I moaned against his lips and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. One hand cradled my head while the other snapped open my button up in one pull and covered my breast with his hand. 

I arched my back as he pinched and pulled my nipples with soft whimpers, making him groan. I could feel him hot and heavy against my thigh, shocked at the thickness and length. Yami was just a big man all around. 

"Please fuck me, daddy," I pleaded. 

His eyes darkened at the name and he pulled off my panties. ‘Too impatient to remove the skirt,' I thought, amused. 

All other thoughts flew from my mind as his mouth covered my clit. Yami growled with approval, his hands squeezing my thighs around his head. His tongue circled my clit as he sucked firmly, tightening the coil in my lower belly. 

Bucking my hips while burying my hands in his hair, I cried out his name. I could feel him chuckle against my core and it only pushed me higher. My skin felt too tight as the coil burned hotter before it popped and I came hard, squirting my release all over his mouth. 

"Fuck, sweetheart," he breathed against my core. 

I lazily looked down at him. His eyes were wild and filled with lust, lips shiny with my release. I sat up and cupped his face before kissing him deeply, moaning at my taste on his tongue as he pulled his cock from his pants. I couldn't wait any longer. 

I wrapped my hand around his cock and climbed up on his lap, my weight resting against his thick thighs as I pumped my hand. He was rock hard in my grip and the groans and growls deep in his chest mesmerized me. I could listen to them all day and I wasn't ashamed of how needy he made my body. How needy he made me. 

"Look at me, y/n." His voice was a desperate growl in my ears. "I've waited too damn long for this and I want you to look at me while I take what's mine."

Desire made my heart pound wildly as my pussy clenched from his words. I gripped his shoulder with my free hand and lifted my eyes to meet his, lowering myself on his cock. My brows furrowed and my mouth fell open as his cock stretched me wide open for him. 

He was so much bigger than I had ever imagined and I whimpered at the delicious stretch. My back arching as I dug my nails into his back, my eyes never leaving his. After a moment I was fully seated on his cock. Gripping him tight I pulled a low growl from his chest, the sound making me grip tighter.

"If you don't move, y/n," he spoke through gritted teeth, the grip his hands had on my ass would leave a bruise I was sure of. "I'm going to make you fuckin move."

That was all I needed to rock my hips, my head falling back with a low moan. My hand slid into his hair, gripping tight and pulling his head back. Yami's moans spurred me on and his hands were guiding my hips. 

I kissed him deeply as I started bouncing on his cock, pleasure shooting yo my spine and giving me goosebumps on my skin. He captured my nipple between his teeth worrying the sensitive bud as his hips began to buck into me. The sensation took me off guard and pulled a cry from my lips while my head fell back. 

"There you go, baby." He groaned as a smile spread across his face, hips slamming up into me again. "I want everyone to know who fucks you this good."

With that his hips started to jackhammer into me, kissing my spot with every thrust. I couldn't help but scream his name, nails dragging down his back. He was going to break me and I had no intention of stopping him. 

"I-Im gonna…oh my gods I—" I couldn't even form the words. 

"Cum for me," he growled before kissing me deep as he flipped us over, pinning me to the bed in a mating press and pistoning his hips. 

Screaming his name as I squirted, coating his cock and lower abdomen but he didn't stop. He followed me through my high as he bit my shoulder. It was as if he was claiming me as only his. My eyes rolled back while I gripped his biceps tight, thighs quivering  between us. 

Losing myself in the sensation I came again, throbbing around him with a strangled moan.

"That's my good girl," he groaned out in a strangled voice as his climax followed my own, hips jerking before coming to a stop. He panted against my skin while I lazily ran my fingers through his hair. 

"Fuck….why did we wait so long?" My voice was breathy as aftershocks racked through my body.

"Because we were both too stuck in our own fucking heads," he replied before kissing the inside of my wrist. "I thought you were into Nozel."

"With the stupid braid in his face?" 

We both burst out with laughter at the idea of me dating Nozel. Until he surprised me with a tender kiss to the nose. 

"What do you say we give this a try?"

I smiled sweetly in response before nodding and kissing his chin. Why the hell not? This was going to be an interesting start to my fourth year as a Black Bull.