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Pornstar Dream ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

—in which your friends help you make something other than solo porn for your onlyfans (with a week full of dick appointments of course).

—nanami, choso, sukuna, toji, gojo n geto

—cw: smut, daddy kink, overstimulation, mommy kink, passing out, bondage, gagging, threesome, choking, pussy eating, degradation, praise, breeding, pussy/clit slapping, double penetration, cervix fucking, belly bulge, mask kink, a lot more.

—repost from @/fairyhub

Nanami. Monday 10:00 a.m. to 12:00 p.m.

Hearing the ring of your doorbell, you smiled. Jogging down the stairs in just a sexy black robe to swing open the door. Nanami’s cheeks tinted red as he greeted you.

“Hi Kento!” you grinned, embracing him into a hug, “thank you so much for agreeing to this.”

Clearing his throat, Nanami half hugged you back with a short nod. Trying his hardest to keep his eyes off of you. “Yeah, no problem.”

Pulling away, you grabbed the man’s hand and pulled him into your home. Leading him upstairs into the massive guest bedroom where you filmed.

“Okay,” you started, picking up a pitch black ski mask and handing it to him. “The camera won’t be picking up your face, but you can put this one if you’d like.”

Nanami shook his head, “No it’s fine.”

“Great! Well let’s get started kay?”

Nanami found himself sat on your bed as you climbed onto his lap. His head straight forward to avoid falling into the camera’s line of sight. Despite you being able to crop him out.

He groaned when you brought yourself down on his cock. Letting out a soft mewl as your pussy took him all the way it. “Hmm,” you moaned, beginning to bounce up and down slowly while grinding your hips. “Fuck.. daddy,”

Nanami’s eyes widened, his cock throbbing against your walls as his grip on your hips tightened. Helping you speed up your pace to begin fucking yourself on his cock. The man let out a string of deep grunts, the sight of you whimpering while rutting yourself on his cock was almost enough for him.

“Nngh— so good daddy,” you breathed, “sooo fucking good, ahh.” Your lip between your teeth as you gripped his shoulders. Rocking your hips back and forth at a fast pace, your clit rubbing against his base region with each movement.

Your head fell back with your lips parted, your eyes closing as you clenched down on him. “O-oh—” Nanami noticing the way your movements got sloppy before gripping your ass. Fucking up into you at an almost inhuman pace. “F-fuckk—“ you cried out. A silent scream falling past your lips as your eyes rolled back. Allowing Nanami to do the work while you simply moaned and cried, his veiny hand curling around your neck.

“Shit- that’s it doll.“ the man cursed, his breathing getting heavy as your wetness coated his cock. Blunt tip bumping into your g spot each time it grazed your walls.

“D-daddy.. feels so good,” you let out a high pitched mewl, “‘m so close.”

Nanami’s cock fucking up into you making your stomach fill with heat, a coil building up as you were engulfed in pleasure. You could feel your head becoming dizzy as you neared your orgasm, your body trembling as your noises increased in volume.

Your toes curled with a chant of daddy’s. Your nails piercing past the muscular man’s skin. Nanami trying to keep his words limited incase someone recognized him, letting out a low husky string of curses while watching his cock disappear within your sopping cunt.

“F-fuck,” you let out your final cry, a shiver raking through your body before you were cumming on his cock. Drenching him in your clear liquid with a choked whimper.

Nanami groaned, his fingers squeezing into your ass and around your neck as he buried himself deep. Pumping ropes of thick cum onto your slippery walls.

You hummed in content, turning your body in his lap when he pulled out. Using your fingers to spread your folds for his cum to spurt out lewdly.

When you were done you ran to turn off all cameras. Grinning at Nanami before pressing a kiss to his lips, “Thank you again Kento.”

Choso. Tuesday 1:00 p.m. to 3:00 p.m.

Choso was nervous when you had asked him to be in your video, but agreed nonetheless. Walking up shyly to your door before ringing the bell.

Running his hand through his hair to fluff it right before the door swung open. The man swallowing hard as he saw your robe clad frame. “Choso! you made it.” you smiled. And he only nodded while handing you a mini bouquet of flowers. “Y-yeah. And i uh.. i got you these.”

You cooed, pulling him in for a hug making his face burn red. He’d seen your solo content, so it was very hard for him to look at you without thinking back to all the loads he’d blown to the sight.

You led Choso upstairs after getting a vase for the flowers. Pulling him into your recording room while breaking down what would be happening.

“So you can put this on to hide your face.” you offered, holding out a black ski mask which Choso took with no protest. Putting it on after peeling his clothes off of him.

You sat him down of a chair instead of your bed. Tying his hands behind him and kneeling in between his legs. The cameras already rolling, “Ready?”

Choso nodded, “Mhm.”

Choso whimpered as you began stroking his cock slowly. Your touch soft on his skin as you teasingly circled your wrist on his tip. Spreading his precum and using it to fist his cock. Your lip in between your teeth as you smiled to the camera. Choso’s mewls loud and whiny as his body jerked.

“Aww, you like that baby?” you teased, “Like when mommy fist fucks your pretty cock?”

He nodded with a moan, his back arching as you sped up your movements, his cock throbbing when you raked a nail up his distinct vein. “Nngh— l-love ittt, o-oh fuck, love it mommy.”

You hummed, your face seductive as you switched between teasing his aching red tip and stroking down his length. The man tugging at the ropes in an attempt to rut his hips upward into your fist.

“Nngh— more- ahh, please m-more.”

You squeezed down on his base, his head falling back with a needy whimper as his breathing sped.

“You take what i give you okay baby?”

He let out a cry, his chest rising and falling heavily as you continued to tease him. “Nngh- m-mommy..” Choso’s back arched when you placed a kiss to his tip. Swirling your tongue around the glistening mushroom head.

Choso let out a string of moans, his hips thrusting up when you took his cock past your lips. Letting out a long shaky breath as you bobbed your head. Taking him all the way into your throat with a tiny gag.

His abs glistened with sweat as you sucked him off. Adorable noises filling the room as you brought him to his release. “F-fuck mommy- ‘m cumming. Nngh ‘m cumming mommy.” his voice cracked as it got high pitched.

Choso let out a broken whine when you stepped all movements. “N-no.. why?” you could hear the tears forming in his eyes.

“Shh baby, mommy’s gonna give you something even better.” climbing on top of him and sinking down on his cock. “There we go.. good boy.” His cries of pleasure even louder than before as you fucked him with your tightness.

His mewls and whimpers making you even more wet as you lifted yourself off and back onto his cock. Your ass flush on his lap every time you bottomed down.

Your moans mixed with his. Hands secure on his shoulders as you rocked yourself back and forth, his cock prodding your g spot each time. “Fuck, does that feel good baby?”

“Uh huh,” Choso choked out, “s-so good, haah.”

You could feel his cock twitching against your walls. Your head falling back and your lips parting in soft mewls. “Gonna cum baby? Gonna let it out f’ me.”

Choso nodded, “yeah,” he breathed, “‘m there mommy.”

“Cum in me okay? Fill my pussy with your cum.” your demanded, grinding your hips quickly as you approached your own orgasm. Drenching Choso’s cock with a cry before he was doing the same. Pumping you full of his cum with a whimper.

When you were both finished you panted heavily. Momentarily turning to the camera and thrusting two fingers into you for Choso’s cum to run out.

Eventually untying him and pulling off his mask with a giggle. His face fucked out and flushed as he looked up at you.

“Thanks Cho,” pressing a kiss to his lips.

Sukuna. Wednesday 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m.

Sukuna didn’t even knock when he got to your house. Waltzing in like he owned the place and making his way straight up to your recording room.

You let out a yelp when you saw the man by the door, a smirk on his face as he took in all the technology. “So you’re a full time slut huh?” He scoffed jokingly. Opening his arms for you to jump into. Wrapping your arms around his neck with a grin. “Hi Kuna.”

“Hi princess, i see you’re pretty much all set up.” You nodded with your lips between your teeth, clad in nothing but your black robe as Sukuna hummed. Allowing you to lead him to the bed while explaining everything.

“Handcuffs, ropes, gag..” Sukuna listed with a grin, “I like it.” Peeling off his shirt to reveal a litter of tattoos on his pale skin and a half sleeve full. His muscles prominent as he stretched. “Gonna do this pussy real good.”

You found yourself on your bed. Your hands handcuffed to the headboard and your feet tied in their spread out position. You whimpered as Sukuna placed a blindfold on your eyes. Getting ready to gag you next. “K-Kuna? You sure you wanna let your face show?”

“They’ve gotta know who’s making you scream somehow, and if you blur out my face i’m spanking that ass red.”

You nodded shakily, Sukuna strapping the ball between your lips before biting your neck softly. Trailing hot kisses down your chest with a groan. “Fuck.. wish you had called me for this earlier. Could’ve made a fortune outta this.” he mumbled lowly.

Your breath hitched when you no longer felt Sukuna against you. You shivered when his touch was replaced by a sharp nail raking up your chest. Circling each one of your breasts before tracing the sides of your waists. He was silent, keeping you breathing heavily in anticipation as a smirk graced his features.

Your back arched with a muffled mewl when Sukuna’s hand came down hard on one of your tits. The stinging sensation sending wetness straight to your pussy. Your chest rose and fell as Sukuna continued trailing your chest. Pressing his lips to your stomach before his hand came down on your other one.

Pulling another muffled cry from you with a hum. He twisted your nipples between his fingers as he kissed down to your cunt. Teasingly kissing everywhere else but where you craved to feel him. When he finally reached your pussy he groaned. “So fucking wet f’me.” Kissing your clit while his finger ran between your folds.

You could only moan behind the gag when he licked a stripe up your slit. Making out with your clit before dragging his tongue back down into your wetness. Your body jerked with a broken whimper when Sukuna’s hand laded directly on your clit. The sensitive bud throbbing at the contact.

You mewled, tugging at your restraints when Sukuna began lapping at your wetness. His tongue darting out to collect your sweetness with his mouth latched onto your pussy.

Another jerk passing through your body with a cry when his hand came down even harder. His tongue still working wonders as it dipped into you, his fingers pinching at your clit before coming down in two more consecutive hits.

Your eyes grew teary under the fabric. The blinking camera picking up the way your breaths became heavier by the time Sukuna had swapped his tongue and fingers. Curling the long digits into your walls while he tongued the rest of you.

Your body was filled with heat when Sukuna gripped your hip. Not being able to see the way he looked darkly at your trembling body. Basking in your incoherent noises as he feasted, feeling his cock grow hard underneath him.

The coil in your stomach grew stronger and. stronger. Unable to voice your release as you clenched down on his fingers with a silent scream, pussy gushing onto his hand and chin making him grunt into you. “Fuck, that’s it.” Replacing his fingers with his mouth to swallow down your juices.

Sukuna’s cock was collecting your wetness before you knew it. Roughly thrusting into you with a deep breath. His thick cock stretching you almost painfully as he bottomed out.

You mewled when he began fucking into you. His pace immediately hard and fast as his massive girth rammed into your tightness. You let out a string of loud cries, Sukuna’s hand wrapping around your neck as he glanced to the camera right in front of him. Giving it a grin before focusing his attention back onto you.

“Shit, taking me so well. Pretty little slut, fuckk.” he groaned, his tip hammering into your g spot making your back arch. Both your hands and legs pulling at their ties at the immense pleasure.

Drool ran past your lips as your body was rocked back and forth with Sukuna’s harsh thrusts. Tears staining your cheeks as he pierced deep into you. His hips holding no mercy as he moved.

Sukuna reached up to wipe your chin with his thumb. His deep voice sending shivers down your spine when he teased, “So messy,” using his hand to spread to spit all over your face before landing his palm on your cheek.

A loud cry leaving you at the burning sensation in your face. Only to have your head turned to the side when he landed another one. “So fucking pretty like this.” Tightening his grip on your neck to allow him to drill into your cunt.

Short screams matching his brutal thrusts as his cock fucked past your cervix entrance. Grazing your gummy walls perfectly on its way in and out.

You clenched down on him hard, letting out a series of muffled noises as you came. Soaking the sheets while you creamed Sukuna’s cock. The man letting out a deep groan with sped up breaths, “Fuck, can i cum in you?” Cursing out when you nodded, his head falling back as he stilled. Spilling ropes if his warm sticky cum deep into you.

“Shit..” he breathed, panting as he pulled out. The camera behind him picking up the way the liquid seeped out of you.

Sukuna untied you before removing the gag and blindfold. Watching as you sleepily blinked up at him through wet lashes. He helped you up, chucking at your messy face before kissing your nose. “Lemme help you get cleaned up yeah? You’ll worry about the cameras afterwards.” Knowing that you had tons of editing to do anyways, meaning that you could just cut the last part out.

Toji. Thursday 2:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.

When you opened the door for Toji, he smirked widely. His hands on your waist forcing you to the tips of your toes to kiss you. “You look so fucking hot in that robe. Just wanna rip it off you already.”

You giggled, doing a little spin for him and listening to the way he groaned. Pulling you into him for a hug. His nose buried in your neck while he groped your ass in hiss large hand. “Fuck.. we haven’t even started and i’m hard.”

When you bring him up to your room, you explain how things would be going. Toji barely paying attention as he scanned the room. “Can i wear my own mask?” he cut you off, finally turning his attention to you as pulled a ghost face mask out of his pocket.

“It’s a bit late for halloween Toji.”

“But it’s never too late to make a pretty little slut like you squirm.” His deep voice spoke lowly, stalking towards you with the mask on his face. His head tilted as you were backed into your bed. Falling into a sitting position with Toji standing over you, his fingers gripping your chin to make you look up at him. “Hmm, that’s exactly what i’m talking about,” running his thumb over your bottom lip after seeing the way your thighs clenched.

“F-fine.. you can wear the mask,” you grumbled.

“Was gonna wear it either way but thanks sweetheart.” he chuckled shortly, his demeanor going serious when he sighed, “Now, when do i get to ruin that tight cunt of yours?” His eyes darkening with lust as he watched your breathing speed up.

“Y-yeah.. uh l-let me just set up the c-cameras and we’re good to go.” you stuttered, wetness pooling between your legs as you went to set up.

Toji began fucking into you like a mad man. First fingering you to stretch you out before he was full on hammering into your pussy. The blinking camera capturing the way his muscular body flexed with each slam of his hips.

Your eyes were teary as you moaned and cried out. Your body rocking back and forth with every bruising thrust. Toji grunted on top of you, his hand holding tightly onto your neck as he bullied his fat cock even deeper.

Your noises increasing in volume as you turned to look at the camera to let them see how good you were getting fucked. Your tits bouncing wildly as Toji’s force shook the entire bed.

“Fucking look at me.” he growled out, and you whimpered as he tightened his grip on you. “These fucks get to see your dumbed out face all the time, it’s my turn.” Letting out a groan before his hips took an inhuman pace.

You could not see his face, only the image of ghostface looking down at you making you moan loudly. Your back arching as you clenched down on Toji. “Nngh— o-oh f-uckk.. so good- ahh— so g-good.” you cried. Feeling yourself grow closer to orgasm.

“A-ahh, fuck— To- nngh,” you caught your almost slip up, eyes rolling back in a string of shaky mewls when Toji’s other hand pinned your wrists above your head. Masked face coming down to your ear in a deep husk, “Ya like that you little slut? Being fucked in front of a camera for hundreds to see. Such a dirty fucking girl.”

Toji’s smirk widened under his mask, “Let’s give these idiots a show.”

After you came once, he roughly twisted and turned your body into his desired position. Your face in the sheets and your ass in the air. His hand on the back of your neck forcing you to stay down while he bounced himself off your ass.

A dragged out cry leaving your mouth each time his cock rammed deep into you. Threatening to push past your cervix when he sped up his movements.

Your toes curled, drool soaking the sheets as Toji fucked you dumb. Your puffy clit throbbing from the harsh hits of Toji’s heavy balls. “Nnh— ‘s so deep.” you mewled, getting nothing in return but a hard slap to your ass. “Yeah? Better fucking take it.” Toji grunted, his tip kissing your g spot meanly before poking against the skin of your stomach. Creating a visible bulge for everyone to see.

Toji’s head fell back with a groan, his other hand on your hip pulling you onto his cock to match his thrusting pace.

Your brain was foggy. Dizzy even. Your vision clouding as you approached yet another orgasm. Toji’s hand on your neck forcing your head up to face the main camera. “That’s it, show them how good this dick is fucking you. Wanna hear you say it.”

You let out a scream like moan, your stomach burning with heat as your back arched. “F-fuckk— feels so good. Your cock is fucking me soooo good.” you mewled.

“Good girl. Now make a fucking mess.”

You came with a cry, squirting messily onto Toji’s cock and the bed below. Your body trembling and your eyes closing as you were fucked through your high.

In the next few hours Toji had fucked you in all kinds of positions. Your bottom half on the bed while your hands support med your frame on the floor. Toji at the end of the bed lowering his hips onto your sopping cunt. Your cries whiny at the overstimulation.

“Look at you, taking my cock like a fucking champ, bet those men must be wishing to get a feel of that pussy while jerking off.”

“Nngh— you’re not supposed to say that.” you let out a broken whine. Toji’s cock fucking down hard into you as gravity forced your wetness to run down your torso.

“Shit- it’s true. Pussy feels like fucking heaven, i’d want a feel if i was in their place.” He rasped, his breathing getting heavy as his cock twitched. Bringing you to another orgasm before manhandling you some more.

Fucking you in full nelson as you sobbed from all the pleasure. “I can’t— nngh, i can’t.. ‘s too much.” Sweat covering his body as he breathed into your ear. “You can take it. Fuck- just give me two more yeah?”

Holding you directly in the camera’s sight when your pussy gushed. Streams of the clear liquid spraying messily into the air. Toji whistling lowly at the distance it reached.

Then he was bouncing you on his cock, your body falling limp into his chest as he moved your hips. Incoherent babbles falling past your lips as you drenched his thighs. An accidental daddy slipping past your lips as you began to rock back and forth weakly.

“Shit, call me that again.”

“Nngh— d-daddy,” you mewled loudly, your noises high pitched as your clit bumped against his pelvic region.

Toji groaned, “Fuck- you’re driving me crazy. Who’s your daddy baby? Who’s fucking this slutty pussy so good?”

Your legs quivered, clenching down hard as your head fell onto his shoulders. “Y-you. Haah.. you are.” Letting out a short choked scream as your orgasm washed over you painfully. Creaming his cock with a shaky string of whimpers.

Toji letting out a deep chant of curses as he finally allowed himself to release. “Shit- can i cum in ya sweetheart?” Only to look down to find you gone. Passed out against him as your chest rose and fell softly. “Fucking hell.” His voice cracking ever so slightly as he pumped endless amounts of cum into you. Stuffing your cunt to the brim in the thick white substance.

Lifting you off his cock for the camera to see your pussy flutter, his cum running lewdly out of your in spurts.

“Shit.. really fucked ya hard didn’t i,” Toji bit his lip from under his mask. Pulling it off his face to wink at the camera with a short wave and a smirk. “Hey there.” Laying you down onto the bed and placing a kiss to your lips with a sigh. “Let’s see if i can find anything in this big ass place.”

Walking away to find a warm rag or something to clean you up. Leaving the camera running not only because he didn’t know how to use it. But to at least show these people what even the slightest aftercare looked like.

If you decided to keep that part in, that was.

Gojo n Geto. Friday 4:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.

When you asked Gojo and Geto, the two insisted that they tag teamed you. And you were more than willing to try.

You greeted the two at the door with a smile, being embraced on both sides by the towering men. Gojo smirked, “hi baby,” while Geto placed a kiss to your neck, “hello princess.”

“Hey guys.”

Gojo whistled, “You look so fucking hot in that robe baby, can’t wait to take it off ya.” You giggled, grabbing their hands and pulling them up to the room. “So this is what fucking yourself for some horny men gets you..” Geto laughed.

“So you guys have two options, i can crop and blur out your faces or you can wear these.” Holding up two masks for which both men shook their heads. Geto grinned, “Fuck.. i’m hard just thinking about what we’re going to do to you.”

You found yourself on your hands and knees, Geto fucking roughly into while Gojo fucked your face. Your moans and cries muffled as you were rocked back and forth.

“Shit,” Geto grunted, kneading at the soft flesh of your ass before landing a hard smack, “pussy’s so fucking tight.” You mewled onto Gojo’s cock, gagging and sputtering slightly at his length as he mercilessly slammed into your throat. Heavy balls slapping your chin with each movement.

Your eyes became teary, the feeling of Geto’s cock hammering your g spot making your head feel fuzzy as you whimpered. Your back arching with a string of cries and your breathing speeding up.

The two men watched as your body trembled, your tits shaking lewdly as squelching noises filled the air. Gojo groaned, his hand on your head forcing you to bob up and down his cock even faster as tears stained your cheeks.

The angled camera picking up the way you were destroyed on both ends. Your pussy clenching on Geto’s cock as a thick creamy ring formed at his base. You let out a short moan each time Geto’s cock bullied its way deeper.

Your words incoherent as you shakily announced that you were close. Your hand reaching down to rub at your clit with a high pitched cry.

“That’s it pretty girl. Fucking cum for us.” Gojo groaned, his head falling back as he approached his own release. Your eyes rolled back as you came messily, squirting uncontrollably onto the bed and Geto’s thighs. The black haired man only grunting deeply at the force. “Good fucking girl.. making a mess just like a little slut.”

“Think you can take both of us at once?” Gojo questioned, and you swallowed hard when he pulled out of your mouth. His cock dripping sloppily with your spit. His fingers reached under your chin, lifting your head to look up at him. “What do you say baby?”

You whimpered, “O-okay.” Making both males grin.

Gojo grabbed the black mask, hurriedly putting it over his head before throwing one to Geto, the other man putting his on as well before getting themselves in place.

Geto sat at the edge of the bed with you on his lap, his lips on your ear as he whispered, “If it hurts too much at any point i will stop okay?” You nodded in agreement, shivering as Geto used your wetness as lube.

His cock prodding at your ass before lowering you down slowly. You’d used toys for anal before, so it wasn’t bad apart from the small sting from his girth.

You moaned softly, your back on Geto’s chest with your front facing the main camera. The side camera picking up the way Gojo came up in front of you, Geto holding your legs up for his best friend to line up with your tightness.

You mewled loudly when Gojo thrusted into you. Your chest rising and falling rapidly at the fullness. You could feel both their cocks pushing against each other as they went deeper. Feeling them all the way in your stomach as you allowed yourself to get used to it.

You gave a nod signaling you were ready, your head resting on Geto’s shoulder while your nails dug into his biceps. Moaning loudly when they wasted no time in simultaneously fucking into you.

Matching each other’s rhythm until you were crying out shakily, small tears staining your cheek as you clenched down in both ends. The two men grunting as they relentlessly drilled both your holes. Geto pulling out when Gojo thrusted in and Gojo pulling out when Geto thrusted in.

The two worked to find a pace that drove you over the edge, your mouth hung open in non stop cries as a coil built in your stomach. “Nngh— ‘m close.. feels so good.” You moaned, your vision blurring as your toes curled.

Gojo’s thumb swiped across your bottom lip, “Yeah? Is our little baby gonna cum for us again?” He cooed, pushing his thumb past your lips for you to swirl your tongue around. A hum sounding in his throat before his palm connected with your cheek. A small yelp leaving you before your mouth was stuffed by his fingers again.

“Look at you taking both of us so well. Little fucking slut.” Geto gritted before groaning deeply, “If ya keep squeezing me like that sweetheart, i’m gonna cum.”

You barely processed his words, your own high washing over you as you came. Your body shaking as you slobbered all over Gojo’s hand. Moaning out loudly while creaming his cock.

“Shit— there we go.” Geto breathed. Both he and Gojo husking out a curse as they both stilled. Pumping you full of cum from both ends. You swore you could feel your stomach swell when they finished.

You whimpered when Gojo slipped out of you first, his cum seeping out your pussy in spurts before Geto followed suit. Pulling out of your ass and allowing his cum to run out of the small gape.

Lifting you up and bending your folded body back. Revealing your leaking cunt and ass to the camera while you batted your lashes.

When you were done, both men fixed their hair from the mask. Gojo smirking widely as he panted, “Fuck baby, should’ve let us fuck you like this way sooner.”

Geto nodding in agreement, “Yeah, if i knew you could take cock so well i’d be dicking you down more often.”

Your cheeks heated, the two chuckling as you led them into your master bathroom for a group shower.. and more.

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mysticgoblinwriter · 1 year ago

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it’s very funny to grow up and become the age you used to think adults were so old and wise at and realize that their inner monologue was ABSOLUTELY “shit shit shit shit shit shit” the whole time

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mysticgoblinwriter · 1 year ago

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the most "fucking, fair enough i guess" response ive ever gotten to something i said was in the ER

me: hi, i need a rabies shot triage nurse: oh? why's that? me: i got bitten by a bat triage nurse: what were you doing that you got bitten by a bat at 3 in the morning? me: removing a bat from my bedroom

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mysticgoblinwriter · 1 year ago

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look i love erasermic as much as the next person but i have been absolutely sick over hizashi x f!reader lately and it seems few and far between 😭 just like

digging your fingers into his soft, thick blonde hair as he groans into your cunt. hizashi is a man who takes his time with you whether you want him to or not. his tongue is slow and methodical despite the fact that you’ve made a mess all over his face. he’s not trying to edge you, but he wants to savor you, pulling out every last thread of pleasure he can get before you cum so hard you’re pretty sure you’ve seen the gods.

no matter how impatient you get, he will hold you down to keep you from bucking your hips into his face. “ah ah babydoll, keep still for me…. that’s a good girl.”

piercings and tattoos. big, soft, manicured hands that dwarf your own. long, slender fingers that curl just right and make you weep in more ways than one. 🫣

he’s a menace when it comes to cockwarming, grinding into you so sweetly while he cooes soft praises into your ear until you’ve soaked his lap and you’re begging him to fuck you, please. he wants your hands in his hair as he leans in to the crook of your neck, lacing every sensitive spot with more kisses than you can handle.

hizashi is a man who fucks. he can pound you into the sheets if he wants to, make your head spin in ways you didn’t think were possible.

but also he’s so fucking precious when he lays back and you’re on top. he completely falls apart under your hips and helps you by gripping the fat of your ass and hips, bouncing you on his cock when he just can’t take it and he needs more. he’d beg to suck on your tits if he had to, but he uses his mouth so damn well, why would you deny him?

if you’d like to be added to my tag list, let me know. ♡

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𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧...| 𝐭.𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

our father who art in heaven | t.todoroki – k-atsukibakugou

summary: you decide to summon an incubus with offerings of wine and fire in exchange for a spell, it nearly all goes to plan until the demon draws you in with his striking eyes and callous attitude

pairing: incubus!dabi x f!reader

word count: 3.2k

warnings: femme reader, nipple piercings, mentions of aphrodisiacs, mutual masturbation, blood mention, ex-bf mention, lmk if i missed any!

notes: i wrote this in like three days but im kinda vibing with it, let me know what you think of it!!

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it was supposed to be harmless, just a simple offering to the incubus in exchange for a quick spell; enough to make your ex double take, thinking each person in the corner of their eye were you, to hope each one that walked past was you, to smell your perfume whenever the wind blew, to haunt his thoughts and dreams. you never were the type to go with grace, instead wanting the image of you swimming in their brain, your image burnt into his retinas, all while you ignored their texts until they were truly desperate for your attention.

now, you were staring into the cobalt eyes of the demon you summoned, touya todoroki, the prince of hell, and an infamous incubus with dozens of online forums dedicated to summoning him, to worshipping him as the royalty he was. it was those forums that warned you to trap the sultry incubus, speaking all of his sweet tongue and twinkling eyes, usually what followed was enough to rival the filthiest romance plots with how he’d fucked some of the summoners, many of them speaking of how cold titanium felt. the sound of fire crackling brought you back to earth before you could get too caught up in your thoughts, the prince appearing within the perfect salt circle in the centre of your living room, the flash of blue flame blinding you momentarily as the candles were extinguished with the power of the demons appearance; his voice all you could hear in the darkness, hair at the nape of your neck raising and your ears tingling at his sensual, honey coated voice.

“aw, sweet cheeks, we could have so much more fun out of this.”

within a blink, the demon prince’s animalistic smile was lit up bright blue, long shadows cast behind him as the candles reignited with a soft fwoosh, minute blue flames atop the wicks instead of the soft yellow that once washed the room. your face was burning, doe eyes staring wide at the inhuman beauty of the man ahead of you; eyes matching the flames that lit up the room, the intense gaze he stared down at you with leaving heat travelling from deep in your stomach up to your face. losing the battle against your thought to stay stoic, you gawked at his handsome thighs, angular hips and muscular chest the dark coat left bare. sucking in a deep breath, you tried not let his handsome form distract you anymore from what you summoned him for, “first prince of hell, touya todoroki, i’ve summoned you from the second circle of hell, for a spell,” you demanded, “trapping you within the salt and offerings of wine and flame in exchange for your ser–”

“what’s in it for me?” rolling his striking blue eyes, he lazily leaned against the invisible wall separating the incubus from you, the action ever so enticing, his inhuman beauty drawing you closer even as he rudely cut you off in the middle of your practised speech, leaving you to stumble over your words. fidgeting with the stem of the wine glass still held in your hand, you tried to ignore the way his voice felt like it was surrounding you, echoing through your brain as if it was the room you were in, drowning out any other thought you’d want to think.

“uh, wine? red…? it’s a popular offering!” you defended, trying to ignore the condescending stare he gave, “which you would’ve heard if you didn’t interrupt.” you mumbled the last sentiment, crossing your arms in defiance, but not wanting to annoy him too much before receiving your spell, despite him annoying you. trailing off, you glanced back up to the white-haired prince, his electric blue eyes staring back into yours with curiosity, and something else, glinting in his iris, the stare washing over you burning hotter than his flames.

“you really think red wine’s enough to grant you a love spell, doll?”

“it’s not a love spell! if you’d let me speak.” huffing at the taller demon, you caught the sight of his smirk in the corner of your eye, lifting himself off the invisible wall to take a step closer to you, as close as he could get before he’d headbutt the trap, chuckling he continued, “sure, dollface, you want to be their first and last thought of the day? have them smell that pretty perfume when you’re not around? maybe even have them think of you when they cum? that’s a love spell.”

stunned into silence, he watched with attentive eyes while you opened and closed your mouth like a fish bobbing for air, searching your mind for a retort as you fidgeted with the stem of the wine glass, swirling the dark liquid, mouthing along to the script you held in your hand, seeing if perhaps you had a tip on how to deal with the most difficult prince of hell trapped in your living room.

you did not.

“so… you don't want the wine?” you asked dumbly, staring back at the prince, blue light casting shadows over his masterfully sculpted face. touya was mythically alluring, white hair ruffled atop his head as if you had woken him up by summoning him, half-lidded eyes over his greedy sapphire eyes, lips seemingly stuck in a permanent, lazy smirk, a dark coat slung over his shoulders, hanging low enough to let you admire the way his adam’s apple bobbed with the loud, demeaning chuckle at your question, the kind you knew was at you instead of with.

eyes glistening with temptation were locked on yours, replying with a faux-saccharine voice; “no baby, i don't want your red wine. i'll make you a deal, show me what i'm gonna haunt his dreams with, and i'll give you the spell.” he spoke as if it was the most clear, obvious answer, your naked body in exchange for his spell instead of your intended offerings. it sent a shiver down your spine to settle at the bottom of your stomach, burning like he’d thrown a lit match into the pit of your stomach. his eyes travelled over your body as you thought over your options, you could let him leave and go without the spell, but the thought of your ex existing peacefully was out of the question. without another word, you moved your hair to the side of your neck, exposing your unmarked flesh, placing your note and wine down beside the hot candles, at the edge of the salt ring that kept the white-haired man ensnared.

stepping closer to the trap, you returned your own cocky smile, speaking in a voice that was coated in more sugar than your favourite sweet, “fine, but make sure you pay attention, this’ll drive him crazy.”

the royal incubus ahead of you said nothing, but the curious twinkle in his eyes was brighter than the flames that surrounded you, locked on you like a spotlight in the dim room. brushing your hair back behind you, you let your fingers trail over your neck, down between your breasts until they reached the hem of your thin shirt, giggling as touya perked up when your manicured fingers gripped the material, his easy-going air dissipating and making way for the excitement thrumming through both his and your veins. you lifted it over your stomach, revealing more skin to the incubus, another teasing smile before dropping the shirt again, not missing the huff touya let out, his attitude unnecessary, certain he could imagine what you looked like beneath the fabric, perky nipples with cold metal pressing against the sheer material, becoming even more obvious as the tip of your nail dragged over the sensitive spot. touya leaned closer, the tip of his nose bumping the unseen wall, a snarl to his lips as he parted them to demand you to get on with it, the words dying on his tongue as you whimpered, pinching the metal bar beneath your shirt.

with eyes half closed, you didn’t pay any attention to the prince’s hungry eyes locked on your body, waiting for the moment he could reach out and burn your obstruent clothing to ash. he watched your hands pinch already hardened nipples, running your hands over them and down your waist to pull the shirt up again, discarding it to run your fingers over every dip and curve of your torso, soft breaths leaving your parted lips while touya’s hot, greedy eyes bored into your now bare chest, leaving your head spinning from the heat surrounding you. you were quickly brought back to earth with the rush of air from touya's breath fanning over your cheeks, your fingertips tucked into the waistband of your shorts to rub over your hips.

“and you seriously think you need a love spell to drive this guy crazy? fuck.” his eyes felt as if they were burning holes into your skin, the fire shining in his eyes brighter than the stars outside the living room, the world that felt eons away with how magnetic touya felt. you bit your smiling lips, his words going in one ear and back out the other, your brain starting to feel as if it was filled with cotton the same shade as his eyes, trying to focus on the words he said, instead of your aching cunt. no, the spell, you needed your spell.

trailing your fingertips over your thighs, you unbuttoned the shorts, not moving to take them off yet, instead you turned around, shooting a curious glance at the prince over your shoulder with a teasing wiggle of your hips, “i don’t think i need it, i want it. and it's not a love spell.” you were sure he was still watching your frame, watching the way your hands ran over your outer thighs, a small shiver leaving your lips as you unzipped the garment, “i just want to drive him a little crazy, a bit desperate.”

finally kicking off the shorts, you were left in nothing else but a simple black thong; thin straps wrapping around the tops of your thighs and a piece of string hardly covering an inch of the skin you flaunted to the prince of hell behind you, the sight of which had touya sucking in a breath, his charming composure breaking with each passing moment you stood in front of him with that sultry look on your face, your heaving chest, and your near-bare ass. glancing back down at the salt ring, and the glass of wine beside it, he retorted with a smirk, “sure, sweetheart.” you huffed at his attitude again, but not commenting, waiting for him to quit ogling and give you the spell.

after a few more moments of touya’s greedy observations of your body, the only sounds from the flickering, burning cotton of the candle wicks and your deep breaths, sure he could even hear the electricity zapping through your veins, responding when you could piece the sentence together in your cloudy mind, “whatever, do i get my spell now?”

“i’ve hardly gotten to enjoy you, dollface.” your doe eyes were reflected in his own, “let me admire you.” his voice was smooth, hunger reverberating deep in his words, the deep timbre travelling through your ears straight to your cunt, thighs growing slicker and slicker with every word he spoke. you knew what the demon was doing, distracting you from what you wanted, but you knew you’d have to entertain his wishes to get your spell, and the euphoria that would follow your orgasm was sure to make it worth it.

“and then you’ll give me the spell.” your voice was stern, a weak attempt at displaying dominance over him despite obeying his wishes, keeping your hands rubbing slow circles over your hips, pressing your thighs together, wanting just to dull the ache at the apex of your thighs. the prince saw through your teasing attempts to display control over him, both of you knowing he was in control of the situation in spite of the trap circling his feet. still, you didn’t let it show, flashing a cocky smile of your own; if he wanted a show, he’d get a show, besides, your cunt was begging for attention at this point, it was more for you than him.

the same long shadows cast over the prince from the light of his flame were draped over your shrinking frame as you slid to your knees, thighs as sticky as the honey he spoke, shit, no one mentioned that on the forums, how his voice captivated you, the air around him drew you closer, hotter, wetter. flashing teeth pointed enough to eviscerate you in a ravenous smile, the prince seemed pleased at your kneeling form at his feet, as if to concede to him, your king. licking his lips, he smirked at the way your eyes tracked his pierced tongue over his pink lips, hypnotised by him, unable to deny anything the prince proposed now.

“how may i serve you, my prince?” smiling slyly, the tips of your fingers already tripping over your white-hot skin, raising goosebumps in their wake, you didn’t miss the way his breath caught in his throat, his grip on his controlled attitude slipping away at the sight of you falling to your knees, just out of his reach, manicured fingers pinching pierced nipples and slipping into the panties left adorning you. chuckling deeply, his evil eyes flashed down at you in front of him.

“fuck, doll… don’t stop what you’re doing now.” he spoke with his eyes locked on your tits, his hands absentmindedly trailing down his body until he gripped his clothed cock, rubbing his sensitive tip over the pants still constricting him. smiling with an evil glint in your eye, you obeyed once again, spreading your knees to the demon, letting your mind wander to what would happen if you let the incubus out; let him put those long fingers to use, and that tongue. a shudder travelling through your body with the sight of the flash of the metal once again as his tongue swiped across to wet his bottom lip at the image of your thighs spread ahead of him, like a meal waiting to be devoured. no, his meals don't tease him the way you do, you were a hunt, prey he was chasing through the inky night, doe eyes staring at him when his knife-like incisors would sink into your throat, claiming your soul as soon as your innocent blood landed on his tongue. although, the sight of you pulling your soaked panties to the side made him consider tasting your slick first, he’d claim your soul after.

his eyes burned brighter, blinding like the centre of his blue flames, greedy eyes focused intently on your slick core; how your fingertips made quick work at pulling the thong out of your way, the way your head fell back with a breathy moan as the pads of your fingers finally made contact with your aching clit, quickly muffled as you bit your lips, your pitch impossibly high when you sunk your fingers into your soaking cunt. the show you were supposed to be putting on for the prince the last thought in your head now, reaching euphoria now the only idea in your murky mind, reminded of it momentarily when both you and the incubus released a deep moan with your slick dripping over your fingers to collect in your palm.

you were so wet, wetter than you’d ever been, certain your cum was already pooling on the hardwood floor beneath you, sure it was something to do with the magnetic air around the incubus, keeping you needy, soaking, desperate to cum, to coat his cock in it, to be covered in his. the love spell you summoned him for far in the back of your mind now, the only thought on your mind if the incubus would bend you over your couch only feet away from you, if his touch would wind your core tighter and tighter, and how his piercings would feel against your skin, hitting the back of your throat; the fog in your head making way only for the image of him above you, fisting his cock, the sight of his precum leaking hypnotising you further.

eyes glassy, you angled your fingers to hit the most delicious spot inside you, stars flashing at the edge of your vision, a drawn out moan from your lips sticky with gloss echoed through the room, touya ahead of you sucking in a breath, eyes glued to your frame while his hands made quick work of pulling his pants out of his way, joining you in a low moan after his hips bucked into his fist, mumbling something about your perfect tits when you arched your chest toward him. letting out a soft whine, you laid down entirely, bringing your second hand to circle your clit, listening to the the prince talking you closer and closer to an orgasm, the deep inflection of his voice echoing in your mind, bolts of electricity running through your veins to your aching clit with each word from the incubus’ smirking lips.

feeling the tight coil inside you about to snap, about to drip more cum in your palm, you closed your thighs around your wrists with a small squeak–

“move. this is supposed to be a show for the prince.” the sharp tone of his voice left you with no choice but to deliriously obey, splaying your thighs again to his gaze to mindlessly rub at your sensitive clit, growing faster, more precise with your movements, the word prince the only word left in your vocabulary as your head fell backward onto the hardwood with a dull thud.

you were incoherent, slurred versions of the prince’s name tumbling from your lips while the prince you prayed to stared at the sparkling metal on your chest, shining in the light just as the slick on your thighs did. “you gonna cum for your prince? yeah you are, fuck, doll, keep going, just there,” touya’s voice was nothing but a low growl now, growing just as incoherent as your own, feverish movements matching yours, swiping over the pierced head with another shudder.

the end of his sentence was drowned out by your uncontrollable, delirious moans, thighs twitching as you got closer, closer, closer – “touya! fuck!” your legs snapped closed around your hand again, your vision turning white with ecstasy, your cum squirting from between your trapped fingers. the prince did not voice his discontent with you closing your legs once again if he had any issues, your muscles still twitching as you took in heaving breaths, your body feeling as if it was floating through the room instead of planted on the cool floor, the fog sticking in your head beginning to dissipate, touya still at the forefront of your blurry vision, looking as if he was standing above you, the same arrogant smile looking down at you, hard cock hanging between his thighs, just as you’d been thinking of moments before, except, your daydream had the prince gripping your hair and caressing your jaw.

wait.

a deep chuckle slamming your disembodied mind back to your form on earth, your attention brought to the prince ahead of you, and the, now empty, glass of wine in his hand, the red liquid spilt over the salt, breaking the circle. in a voice so sweet it could have rotted your teeth, the incubus spoke low, “oh, now it’s going to be fun, doll, i'm going to leave you begging, praying.”

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mysticgoblinwriter · 1 year ago

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Headcanons I Have For Some of 1-A

Not all of these are my own and some are very popular/common, but I thought of a lot of them myself too!

Izuku Midoriya

His mum taught him to crochet

His favourite fruit is apples

Before he got One For All he’d try to be a hero by doing cliche good guy things, like helping old people cross the road and getting cats out of trees

Mumbles hero facts in his sleep

Tells his mum about Ochaco all the time

As a child, because he knows his dad’s quirk was breathing fire, he once asked his mother of Endeavour was his dad

Autism and ADHD, heroes are his special interest

Shoto Todoroki

He’s autistic, this is barely a headcanon at this point it may as well be canon

Uses he/him, but doesn’t really care if people use other pronouns

He stimmed a lot as a child but was constantly told off for it until he stopped, now he can barely recognise his own emotions because his stims were different depending on how he felt

He only takes cold showers

When he started talking to them, he would ask Natsuo and Fuyumi to tell him stories about Touya

Katsuki Bakugo

He’s gay

Hard of hearing from his explosions, Class 1-A are trying to learn sign, Present Mic is helping because he’s also hoh from his own quirk

stole some of Izuku’s All Might merch when they were children because he was too embarrassed to ask for any

his favourite colour is pink

he’s genuinely scared of his mother

him and Ochaco have been close friends ever since the Sports Festival, but he won’t admit it

Has really bad ADHD posture

makes tiny explosions as visual stims

One of his ways to distress is by cleaning, but because of his ADHD he struggles to actually clean, so he continues to be stressed

Ochaco Uraraka

Before they moved into dorms, she used to save food from the cafeteria to take home to her parents

Can carry Izuku, Iida and Katsuki. Katsuki swears she’s using her quirk, but she isn’t

She has ADHD, and finds it really hard to think before she speaks, also tending to interrupt people a lot

Her attention span is non-existent, and in middle school she was always scared of telling her teachers she couldn’t focus or hadn’t been listening, but she finds it a lot easier to do that in UA

She plays Animal Crossing New Horizons on Izuku’s Nintendo Switch

Tenya Iida

Autistic as well

Talks really fast most of the time

Dresses up as his brother for Halloween almost every year

He made a group chat for class 1-A for important things but everyone just uses it to send memes that he doesn’t understand

Momo Yaoyorozu

Having her hair up helps her focus like Violet from a Series of Unfortunate Events

She’s autistic as well, and really struggles with social cues, especially flirting

make-up gives her sensory issues

Midnight was the only teacher Momo confided in about her low self esteem. The fact that Midnight believed in her helped her stay motivated when she didn’t believe in herself

She gives the best presents because she can buy expensive things and if she can’t find anything she thinks people will like she just makes them stuff

Tsuyu Asui

Uses she/they pronouns

Has synetshesia, and will randomly tell her classmates that their voice tastes like x, or their name is y colour. For example, Ochaco’s voice tastes like marshmallows and Katsuki’s name is yellow

Also autistic! She does t-rex arms all the time canonically

She likes styling the other 1-A girls hairs

Eijiro Kirishima

Wears eyeliner

made the Bakusquad group chat

He looks up to Mina and Fatgum even more than he looks up to Crimson Riot

He’s banned from the dorm room kitchen by Katsuki

ADHD! Executive Dysfunction has it out for this man and the rest of the class basically keep him alive

Kyouka Jiro

sensory overloads constantly

Bisexual

listens to music to help her sleep

she video calls her parents almost every day in the dorms

Exclusively drinks fizzy drinks

Takes a lot of photos of random things that her classmates do, and makes it into a photo album

Denki Kaminari

Trans masc

Pulls finger guns whenever he compliments anyone

Has a really wide range of music tastes

Tries his very best to keep Mineta in check

He loves just dance

Fumikage Tokoyami

Uses they/them pronouns

Their room is usually a mess. Clothes everywhere.

writes and reads poetry, their favourite is The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe

Chirps as a stim

Knows morse code. Nobody knows why

Yuga Aoyama

Genderfluid

Attracted to men

Does yoga

Cheese is his comfort food

He’s autistic too. Nobody in this class is nuerotypical, not even their homeroom teacher

Knows how to braid hair

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mysticgoblinwriter · 1 year ago

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Do you understand? (CEO! Iida) F!Reader

summary: Iida’s mom made you his secretary and after a while, he seems to take a liking to you after seeing you with one of his best pals.

warnings: Boss! Iida, jealous sex, rough sex, slapping, the use of the “Sir” “Slut” “Whore”, table sex, domination kink, marking kink, submission

word count: 3.3k

It started when his mom brought you into his office and made you his secretary. His mom was tired of the way he was doing stuff by himself and wanted him to come home earlier than 3am. At first he was annoyed, it was hard enough that he had to give up being a pro hero to be the CEO to his parents’ company, now his mom just told him he was incompetent. But alas, he may be the CEO but parents’ were the founders and owners.

You just wanted the job to get the money for a house, to be independent for once. But to be honest, you got accepted for the job because you’ve worked for his mom for a few months now and it was a promotion.

He wasn’t a bad boss, he was better than most actually. He told you to pick up the pace when it comes to a few documents, but he also told you to get lunch when you weren’t planning to. He gets mad if you talk way too much about a topic, but at least he tells you to go home when you’re up late. Your boss wasn’t overly mean, just enough to make sure you don’t abuse any kindness.

“Y/N, have you eaten?” Iida spoke his deep voice behind the screen, busying typing away. You stopped talking about your report and cleared your throat, replying with a confident no. He looked up from the screen and held out his hand, the papers that was once begin read out loud was placed on his palm. “Go, don’t starve and eat.” And in a few months, you’ve fallen for him. But you were sure he wouldn’t return the favor.

Maybe it was because you didn’t spend as much time in the company as the rest but people seemed to hate you, you didn’t make much friends, only acquaintances. If people were nice to you, it was to make a good image for themselves. Even still, everyone had some sort of hatred against you. So when a certain hero came around in the office and treated you nicely, your cheeks grew dark and hot. The pro hero Deku, who knew you’d end up in a good friendship?

It was your break, you were by the cafe area of the office, just looking over your phone and editing your Instagram profile. You both accidentally switched cups of coffee and ever since then, you’ve become friends. He even asked for you insta for him to follow on his secret account.

Iida and Deku were out drinking one night, at this point you’ve been working for over a year as his assistant. Iida got up to go to the bathroom while Deku scrolled on his phone. When Iida comes back, he find his friend smiling on his phone.

“I see someone has made you happy. Who is it?” Iida joked a little.

“Oh, it’s Y/N, she posted about her dog, so cute!” Midoriya replied with glee, showing him the photo of you holding your snow pom. “Must be his birthday, hm?” he pulled back the phone to like it.

“You follow her online? What if someone finds out, won’t that start a rumor?”

Deku shook her head. “No, we’re secretly following each other and chatting, surely no one would dive that deep, right?”

Ever since then, Iida has gotten more interested in you. No, he was always interested in you, but now that you’ve seemed to set your eyes on his best friend, he’s gotten…curious. Now he’s more focused on you when you speak, more concerned about you getting home on time, more attentive to what you do and what you say. Sometimes asking Deku if he spoke to you that day.

He always noticed how no one would talk to you, but now he noticed how some men would stare at you behind your back. He’s always noticed how your eyes burned with determination, but he didn’t notice how beautiful they shined when the lights on his office reflect from them. He noticed how nice you dressed but never noticed how well it fit around you body, like it was made for you. He always noticed the tone of your confident voice, but now all he can think about was how gentle your voice became when Deku spoke to you.

“Y/N. It’s a little rude for you to be taking time from out precious guest, don’t you think?” Iida boldly told you off when he spotted you giggling with his guest. “I’ll have a word with you later, leave us.” his tone grew angry. When you left, he displayed his concern with Deku. “Midoriya, as much as I’m happy you’re getting along with my employees, but stay away from my secretary.”

Deku is lightly taken aback, “Is something wrong, Iida? Did I step out of bounds?” he asked, worried. Iida sighed, placing his hand on his forehead. “Have you taken a liking to Y/N?” Deku questioned.

Without hesitation, he yelled out boldly. “Yes! I don’t know…why…or how?! But I don’t enjoy the way you look at her.”

Deku shared a sigh with him, “Iida, I like her too, but as a friend. But it isn’t right for you to restrict her if she wants us to be friends. It isn’t your control. If you want to pursue her, then speak to her. And treat her right. She’s a good girl, Iida.”

As much as he would hate to admit, he knew Deku was right. “You’re right, I’m sorry.”

But despite what he said, Midoriya felt the need to unfollow you and lessen his replies to your messages. Since he already brought it up, might as well do some changes to create a wall in your relationship. And you already knew who was behind it. After having your first friend in ages, he’s gone just because your boss wanted…to what? Have you work more? You needed to know and needed to know now!

As soon as the day was over and most employees were heading out the door, you submitted your papers and stayed behind, standing in front of his table.

“Yes? Need anything?” Iida coldly asked. You rolled your eyes a little and headed for the door, realizing you were going to get nothing from a man who cared only about work and didn’t care about anything else.

“Fuckin’ bastard.” You muttered under your breath and reached for the knob but it stayed frozen in place. You twisted and pulled but nothing.

“Say that again, Y/N? What did you call me?” Your boss’ voice rung out the room. “Are you forgetting I am your superior? I demand an apology.” He continued. Ah, yes. There was a button that locks the doors by command if ever there was an emergency on his table, seems he’s having a bit of fun using it with you.

“I demand an apology for making Deku forget about me! You told him off, didn’t you?! What gives?!” you scoffed, storming over his table.

“All I ask is a simple apology, and I’ll unlock the doors. You’re a smart girl, you can say an apology.” Iida said, with a hint of pride. He didn’t know Deku did that, but he’s nevertheless happy about it.

“What gives you the right to mess with my personal life? And his life too?!” you semi-yelled.

Iida remained his cool, “I am your boss, and you being distracted is not proper etiquette for work.”

You rolled your eyes, “Oh yeah? Is it because you prefer having me around to boss around? To make yourself feel higher up? Is that right, SIR?” he spat the honorific loudly.

“Y/N.”

“You want me to say it again? Fine. You bastard. Bastard. You piece of shit bastard.” you continued, his brows furrowed as you continued cursing him out.

“Y/N. I think you’re forgetting who your boss is, you’re forgetting I’m the one who takes care of you, and if I say stay away from Midoriya, you stay away. You understand?” his voice stern as his finger tapped his table.

“And why-”

“It’s a simple question, Y/N. You answer with a “Yes, sir.” or a “No, sir.” And clearly there’s only one right answer to this. Now, let’s try again. You will stay away from Midoriya because I say so. Do you understand?”

You stayed quiet from a while. He’s never been like this to you. But it would be a lie if you said you didn’t like the way he’s a bit mean to you, maybe it’s cause you were a little masochistic. And it would also be a lie if you said you didn’t want to see where this would go.

He stared at you for a moment, taking in your expression. He stood up from his chair, “Alright, seems like you didn’t hear we well. Let me move a bit closer.”

Walking over to you, he looked down at you, staring you down. “Do you understand, Y/N?” his voice was soft but bold. You break eye contact and look to the side, your brows furrowed in anger.

Quickly, he takes you by the waist and carries you on his shoulder with one arm, his other arm tossing everything off his table, who cares if they break, he can just buy more. The cold table send you to a shiver even with the cotton barrier between you, he looks down at you, his eyes dark, “I am quite disappointed at you, Y/N. You used to be so good for me, but maybe it’s my fault. Was I too nice?” his hands gripped your arms tightly against the hard wood.

“Sir, I think we can talk this out.” You said, your legs in between his.

“Talk it out? Sweetheart, YOU were the one who called me a fucking bastard, right?” he leaned down to your ear level. Goosebumps filled your body as he whispered. “How ‘bout you fuck this bastard, hm?” His lips pressed up against yours as you whimpered from the sudden action, but melted into each other as a few seconds has passed. Once you both parted, a harsh slap made your face sting. “You haven’t answered me, whore.” he grabbed your chin harshly, pulling you up to his face. “You’re mine, Y/N.” A growl left his lips.

“Yes, sir.” A lump in your throat was obvious when you said that, but he was content.

“Very good, baby. Oh my, you’re breathing quite heavily, are you hot? Let me take care of that for you.” He pressed his lips on yours as your clothes were ripped away from your body, exposing the cold air in his office. Your breathing didn’t calm down though, as his hands roamed around your body. Your underwear were the only ones left covering your body from the beast. “So pretty. So precious. And all for me.” Iida said in between kisses, he pulled you up from the table, not breaking your kiss. Your bra was unclasped and your breasts spilled out and heaved with every heavy breath you take. Immediately, he palmed your breasts, taking in the softness of them. Each pinch and grope sent your body into a shudder. Your nipples hardening in an instant, and so was the dent in his pants.

The shock came when he pulled you by the hair and onto the ground. His dick strained against his zipper, he didn’t need to take it out for anyone to see the outline against his trousers. Discarding his belt and unzipping his zipper and button, his cock sprung out, almost scaring you with the length, and more importantly, his girth. God, it was like a hefty bottle of water, veins popping out in a few sides. “Let’s use that bitchy mouth of yours.” Thick fingers wrapped around your hair as he pulled you closer to his throbbing dick, his breathing heavy as yours were.

“Say thank you now.” He chuckled as you started sucking the tip, but not long after, he pushed the rest of it into your mouth. You choked, trying your best to breathe.

He pulled out of your mouth, bending down to give you a small peck in the forehead. “Let’s try again, shall we?” He leaned by his table. You paced yourself as you went back and forth on his cock, but it was useless as he laced his hands once again on your hair and held your head still, he thrust his hips up and fucked himself on your mouth.

A deep moan escaped both of your lips as he pulled out.

“Good girl, took me so well. Didn’t choke this time, right?” He bent down to your level as you struggled to catch your breath, he picked you up by the waist and sat you down on the edge of his table, his lips slammed against yours again, his fingers looping at the fabric of your underwear. In one smooth motion, he removed the remaining fabric off your body and tucked your panty neatly in his pocket.

He didn’t waste time to stick a finger into your wet fold, a whimpered moan was muffled under your kiss. You pushed your hands on his shoulders, overwhelmed with the sudden stimulation, your thighs squeezing on his hand. You had a moment of relaxation as he pulled away from your cunt, his fingers sticky and wet, to spread your legs wide for him.

“No no, baby. Open wide for me.” he laughed as you kissed, his lips leaving yours and moving down to your neck, feeding you a new sensation.

As your moans have nothing to block them anymore, your hands cover your mouth as he continued to push two fingers into your sopping wet pussy. Immediately after hearing your moans muffle, his free hand traps both of your wrists as he lays you down onto the table, your hands on top of your head.

It didn’t take long for you to start shaking as you feel a knot in your stomach grow, your back arching from the three fingers he used to abuse your cunt.

“S-Sir, I-” You began to plead but you received a slap in the face.

“No. Hold it.” His voice dark and deep commanded you to keep it together, your legs quivered as he curled his fingers inside of you.

But, alas, you didn’t listen.

Euphoria rained on you as you released your orgasm, your whimpered cries were heard until the pleasure died down. But not for long.

A harsh sting on your sensitive area was felt, by instinct your legs closed but was immediately held open. “You slut.” the degrading words left your boss’s mouth. Repeated slaps on your cunt made your eyes water, the overstimulation and pain sends shocks all over your body. “I told you…to hold it. Can’t follow simple instructions? Hm?” he said as he continued to strike at your slit.

“Sir- Please…no more! Can’t- Ngh!” stammers and slurs left your mouth as a second knot began forming in your stomach.

He scoffed, displeased. “Did you wish Midoriya to do this to you? Did you fuck yourself thinking of him? This disgusting dirty cunt needs to be cleaned. If you want him to fuck you good, we have to train it, right?” he spit on his hand before striking you once again. It didn’t take long for your legs to shiver and your back to arch as his pace quickened. You felt his hot breath on your wet cunt as he kissed and sucked on your aching folds. Even with his hand no longer gripping on your wrists, your hands remained above you.

You took a moment to catch your breath, breathing heavily. Your eyesight blurry from the orgasms you just had. You heard messing with the pants he discarded earlier and a small crinkle. It didn’t take you a moment to think before before gasping as the tip of his cock entered, stretching you out.

“Shh, shh. You can do it. Come on, sweetheart.” He whispered sweetly, as if he wasn’t just torturing you a moment back. Your hands fell to the side of your head, his hands interlocked with yours as he pushes into you.

“Please-”

“Don’t forget your manners when I fuck that dignity off of you.” Iida groaned as he finally bottomed out. Or at least tried to, there was still 1 or 2 inches that didn’t fit. ****His lips fell to yours again, swallowing your moans as you adjusted to his size. He dragged his kiss down to your neck and sucked your supple skin, marking what was his. Your moans grew loud as he started moving, slow then fast.

“That’s it, slut. You’re so good for me.” he slammed into you, your arousal coating his cock. Each time he pushed deep inside you, a bulge formed onto your skin. His hand parted from yours to place your legs on his shoulders, giving him more access to your sweet spot. Moans mixed with cries as he kissed your cervix. He groaned, your tight pussy wrapping around him as if you were made specially for him, and only him.

You became more sensitive as it continued, which is why you felt his dick twitch. His breath hitched and started panting. The knot in your stomach was threatening to unwind and release, you tried your best to hold it in to avoid the punishment from earlier.

“Cum with me. Ngh, come on, baby.” he groaned, his slicked hair now drooping down, messy. Your hands flew to his back, nails digging deep as his pace quickened. He muffled his groans by biting on your shoulder as he emptied his load inside of you, or at least within the barrier of latex, still inside of you. You started to spasm from around him and teary pleasured cries left your lips. “Fuck, you’re so good. That’s it.” he smiled as you shivered and your back arched. He pulled out, his condom getting stuck halfway and pulling off of him, the cum leaking out of it.

He stood back, a little mesmerized with the sight, you laid out on his table, completely under his control, leaking out his cum. “Y/N. Talk to me, sweetheart. Ready to answer me?” he panted, picking up a box of wet wipes from the floor and pulling a few pieces out.

“Yes, sir. I’m yours. All yours, sir. All yours.” you murmured, your voice choked out and drunk.

He laughed a little, picked up your sore leg and resting it on his shoulder. The wipe glided through your sensitive slit, making you hiss. “Shhh, you’re fine, you’re fine. Sorry about your…ahem…blouse.” He stared at the ripped up clothes on the floor. “I can buy you new ones. But for now, I’ll have to drive you home, okay, baby?”

You had no problems with that.

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