rynfushiguro14

[rynfushiguro14]

Ex for Toxic

Dabi x F!Reader Smut

Warnings: +18 MINORS DNI noncon/dubcon(reader becomes compliant), cursing(reader is angy), Dabi is a fucking asshole, toxic relationship, manhandling, manipulation, tiny bit of angst

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi

Synopsis: You come home from work only to find your ex waiting for you and you’re not happy about that

Word count: 3.4k

Midnight had descended on the city. Streets were quiet and empty from other people as you strolled home from work. Most of the streetlights were broken, but you actually preferred the dark silence, finding it peaceful after spending the entire day with people. 

As your apartment building came on sight, you spotted something unusual on your window sill. Narrowing your eyes to see better, you figured that it was in fact a person, sitting in a rather relaxed position.

As soon as you perceived the dark clothes, the black boots and the spiky white hair, your serene mood was replaced with a boiling of your blood. 

Dabi– or perhaps you could now call him by his real name since he had revealed his true identity during the war– Todoroki Touya. Your ex-boyfriend whom you had a passionate relationship with, but due to his many selfish choices, your love had ended on bad terms.

Your lips pursed into a tight line and your body tensed up in anger while dozens of curse words invaded your mind. The adrenaline made your steps faster and you were resilient to hear his reason for intruding into your life like this, especially after not seeing him in months. 

Touya did note your hostile demeanor from afar and having expected that, he grinned rather mockingly, “Hey there, little princess,” he greeted. 

“What the hell are you doing here?!“ You shouted, looking up at his figure with your hands squeezed into fists. 

“Hey now, don’t I get a decent greeting?“ He replied playfully, knowing just how much it’d tick you off.

“You know very well you’re the last person I wanna see! What do you want?!“

He didn’t bother to reply and as if purposely annoying you more, his smirk remained unfaltering while opening the unlocked window and sliding through it.

You growled in irritation and hurried to the main entrance. Hastily opening the door, you ran the stairs up to the third floor and dug the keys from your bag. After fiddling them carelessly to find the right one, you unlocked the door and basically stormed inside your flat to find Touya casually looking around. 

“You removed all photos of us,” He noted while scanning the shelves, finding only pictures of you and your friends.

“I burned them,“ you replied confidently while crossing your arms, which made Touya shift his gaze at you. 

You hoped that he’d somehow be affected by your bitter deed, but he only showed you a look of sarcastic sympathy.

“Oh, l’ve made you upset, haven’t I?“ He asked, knowing very well the answer.

You gritted your teeth at his dismissive manner, “That doesn’t matter anymore. What are you doing here anyway?! You can’t just break into my home like this!” You shouted, but he completely ignored you.

“You got something to eat? I’m starving,” he asked while walking past you towards the kitchen. You were swift to rush before him, determinedly blocking his way, which made the flame villain show you a rather amused smile. 

“I don’t have anything for you! You need to leave right now!”

“Now, sweetie, why don’t you try to calm down a bit,” Touya suggested while walking past you again, perfectly aware that a man should never tell an angry woman to calm down. 

You squeezed your hands into fists in anger and inhaled a deep breath, trying to control your emotions. 

You’ve always known Touya to be impolite and fond of annoying you, but it was like his disrespectful nature had reached a new level. Perhaps the encounter with his father had unleashed that tendency or maybe he just has always been like this, he just didn’t care to hide it anymore.

However, none of it was your problem anymore. So as you restrained the hurricane inside you, you stomped again in front of his carefree being.

“You don’t get to walk back into my life and act like you didn’t abandon me the way you did,” you seethed, glaring up at him firmly.

Touya tilted his head again, “You still mad about that? You know I had no choice,“ he claimed dismissively.

“Yes you did! And you chose those criminals over me!“

“Fine, I did do that. But you know you’re still my number one girl, right?“ He said while about to tuck a strand behind your ear, but you slapped his hand away. 

“...I will now take a nice, hot shower and when I come out, you better be gone!“ You tossed your bag on the floor in anger before storming into the bathroom, leaving Touya with an amused expression as he considered your mood a mere tantrum. 

***

With hot water running down your body, you leaned your hand on the shower wall and hung your head. Focusing on calming your nerves, you tried to remind yourself that he wasn’t worthy of your reactions.

You would only grant him more power over you and since Touya was excellent at manipulating others, he could easily dictate your decisions if you’d let him.

But it wasn’t easy to let go of your anger, because the raging emotion was there to protect what was hiding underneath; a deeply wounded heart.

Your eyes filled with tears and you sniffled, but only once as you lifted your head up and decided to stay strong.

After washing yourself, you stepped out of the steamy room while wrapping a towel around your naked body. Using another one to vigorously rub your hair dry, you thought you were alone until you noticed Touya sitting on the couch. 

He was munching on a piece of bread while browsing a phone. His feet were rudely lifted on the sofa table and his boots and jacket were scattered across the living room floor. 

You were rather dumbfounded and staring at him speechlessly, finding his impudence utterly baffling.

“Who’s this dude? You’ve chatted with him quite a lot,“ he asked.

You couldn’t comprehend it for a second since the mere idea seemed incredibly outrageous, but as you glanced at your bag that had clearly been rummaged, you realized that he was in fact browsing your phone.

He casually got up while still exploring your private chats, “A pro-hero, huh?“

“Give that back!“ You stormed at him and tried to snatch the phone, but Touya simply lifted his arm up and held it above your head.

“I thought you preferred villains,“ he taunted.

“Give it back to me!“ You growled while trying to reach the phone, but being shorter than him, there was no avail.

“Chill, Y/N, just wanted to know what you’ve been up to,“ Touya said before tossing your precious device on top of your bag.

“It’s none of your damn business! Why are you even here?! What do you want?!“ 

It might’ve been the umpteenth time you asked that same question or the utter frustration in your voice that finally resonated within him. Touya seemed to change his taunting demeanor and his features calmed into an unusual seriousness.

Glaring at him firmly, you were certain to not accept anything other than a truthful response. You watched as he inhaled a deep, hesitating breath as if what he was about to tell you was in fact something serious. 

“..I got horny,“ he blurted out.

You stared at him in disbelief, wondering whether you heard him right. As the comprehension finally hit you, your body tensed up in anger and many emotions flashed on your features as you tried to cope with the unbridled rage. 

His lips twisted into a toothy smirk that tugged at the staples in the corners of his mouth. He was utterly entertained by your fury, which needless to say, was the reaction he had hoped to provoke out of you. 

“Get the fuck outta here. Now.“

“Come on now, Y/N. It’s been a long time since we’ve fucked,“ Touya pointed out, still wearing that nerve-wrecking smirk on his face.

“If you seriously think I’m gonna want to have sex with you now, you’re even crazier than I thought you’d be,“ you said. 

“Oh, you have no idea,“ he said a little eerily and looked at you like you were a snack for him to devour. You chose to ignore him.

“Get out,” you spat.

“I’m curious to see if I can still make you cum as fast as I used to.”

“Fuck off already!” You screamed, but he kept ignoring you.

“You used to love it so rough–” Touya pondered out loud while taking a step toward you, which made you step one back. He tilted his head as if reminiscing something, “You still moan like a bitch in heat?“

His foul question made you immediately raise your hand to slap him, but he easily caught your wrist.

“I take that as a yes. But just in case, I wanna see for myself.”

He grabbed your waist and effortlessly lifted you over his shoulder, his sudden act making you shriek in surprise. He started carrying your wriggling figure to your bedroom.

“Hey! Put me down! Touya!“ You commanded, but he just slapped your ass.

“Save your strength, sweetheart, you’re gonna need it,“ he noted. 

He threw you on your bed and got on top of you, swiftly pulling his t-shirt over his head and setting himself between your knees so it’d be easier to keep you from struggling. You tried to push him off of you, but he grabbed both of your wrists and pinned them down with one hand.

“You won’t be needing this,” he tugged the towel off of you harshly, making you squeal in embarrassment as your naked body was now on full display for him. 

“Get off of me!” 

Your words had no effect and they echoed to deaf walls, the villain being too busy admiring your naked figure.

“I’ll never get over how fucking pretty you are like this,” he spoke lustfully. 

“You won’t get away with this–!” You yelled, gaining his attention as his heavily-lidded eyes turned to look at you.

“Someone will hear my screams and when the heroes are called, you’ll be dragged to Tartarus where you fucking belong!“ 

Touya looked down at you boredly, not interested in your measly threats. Instead, he had the audacity to keep his eyes locked on yours while bringing two of his fingers into his mouth, wetting them before sneaking them in between your legs. 

You shut your eyes and leaned your head back as he pushed them inside you, “Fucking.. bastard,“ you growled, feeling his digits move in and out of you.

“Still tight as ever,” he grinned. 

“I’ll fucking kill you..“ 

“That’s it baby.. You’re so fucking hot like this.”

You squirmed in unwanted pleasure underneath him, but no more than a moment later he already pulled his fingers out. As you heard him unzip his pants, you opened your eyes to see his smug smirk.

“You’re.. not gonna get away with this..” you insisted.

“Watch me.”

He lowered his pants just enough to free his aching cock. Pressing it against your tight entrance, your brows furrowed as he started pushing past your walls, the head of his cock sinking inside you with ease. 

“Fuck..Yeah..” He groaned, the feeling of your tight pussy wrapping around him after such a long time blurred his mind. 

He released your wrists and you used the opportunity to try to push him off, but it was no use. He placed his forearms on both sides of your head and began slowly rolling his hips, going deeper with each motion.

“Get off of me..!” You growled while continuing to push his shoulders, but he wouldn’t even budge. Instead he started thrusting into you with a steady pace.

You stayed reluctant and your legs squirmed to make it more difficult for him, which seemed to work as Touya stopped to look at you.

“You wanna know what makes your fighting so damn funny?“ He asked and you stopped for a second to glare at him.

“I can feel how soaked you are for me,“ he pointed out, his remark making your heart skip a beat.

“Your pussy is fucking dripping so clearly your body wants this–” he paused, the look in his eyes softening a little. 

“It’s your heart that fears to enjoy, isn’t it?“

His words pierced deep through you and suddenly your tough composure started to crumble. Oh, how you hated the way he could break you down like this.

With tears pooling your eyes, you diverted your gaze away, but Touya placed his hand gently on your cheek and made you look at him. 

“I know that I hurt you and you want to hate me for it, but it’s not that easy cause you still love me.“

Your heart clenched in pain and the first tears escaped your eyes, “You just left..“ you sobbed.

“I know,“ he said calmly, his thumb gently wiping away your tears. 

“You just left like I meant nothing.. Like we were nothing,“ you sniffled, wiping away tears and covering your eyes with the back of your hand, “I can never let you get back in my life–“

“Sshh, baby..“ he shushed and carefully moved your hand away so he could see your sad face.

“We can talk about it in the morning,“ he said calmly while softly kissing your hand.

“...You’ll stay overnight?“ You asked hiccuping.

“Of course.“

“...Promise?“

“I promise,“ he said and pressed his lips on yours in a soft kiss. You closed your eyes and kissed him back while bringing your arms around his neck.

You knew you shouldn’t trust any of his promises, which more often than not were deceitful. But wanting to believe that he’d stay to sort unfinished feelings out with you, you decided to shut down your blabbering mind and forget your hate and grief. 

After you calmed down, he slowly began thrusting into you again, devouring your silent moans. He pulled away from your lips and looked at your glossy eyes.

“You don’t mind if I get a little rough..?” He asked.

You shook your head, feeling out of breath, “No..I don’t mind,” you whispered. 

He kissed you again with more passion, bringing his hand into your hair and grasping a chunk of it. You hummed into the kiss and ran your hands through his white hair. As he started thrusting into you again, you pulled away for air and leaned your head back in pleasure. 

He placed his arms on the sides of you and began pounding into you faster and harder. Your face distorted in pure bliss, loud moans tumbling down your lips. You wrapped your legs around him and scratched his back, leaving small trails on the surface of his skin. 

He was rough, merciless when abusing that sweet spot inside you. Every time his cock dragged past it, you couldn’t stop yourself from writhing in pleasure. Sheets beneath were getting moist as your slick dripped out each time he slammed into you.

He was grunting in pleasure, his hot breath brushing against the shell of your ear. You could feel pleasure building up in your lower belly and you bit your bottom lip, your walls clenching as your bliss was getting closer and closer.

“..T-Touya..”

“Ahh.. Yeah baby.. Cum all over my cock,” he groaned while picking up the pace.

Your toes curled and your body shivered as he pounded into you harder, sending you over the edge. You closed your eyes, arched your back and cried out when reaching your heaven. Your fingers grasping desperately the sheets as your pussy clenched around his cock in steady pulses. 

Touya was breathing heavily and he stopped for a moment, wanting to adore the lovely sight of you. A thin sheen of sweat covered your skin, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath with bliss written all over your features. 

Slowly opening your hazy eyes, you were met with his warm grin. You showed him a tired, yet genuine smile and he leaned in to press a kiss on your lips. 

As he pulled away, he nuzzled your nose, “Would you get on all fours for me, baby..?“ He asked with a husky voice.

“Mmh..“ You complied.

Touya pulled out of your heat, wrapping a hand around his cock and rubbing a few relieving pumps while watching you turn around and get on your hands and knees. Arching your back, you leaned forward and spread your legs. 

His cock twitched at the beautiful sight of your messy cunt. He grabbed your ass cheek and squeezed the soft skin hard enough so that he could see your puffy folds parting a little. 

Lining his cock with your sloppy hole, he entered your warm, wet pussy again. You moaned, face distorting and your lips falling agape from the sweet pleasure. 

Touya grabbed your hips and started thrusting in and out of you with a steady pace. Loud slapping noise echoed from the walls of your bedroom along with your desperate moans. 

Your fingers clenched the sheets and your head hung from the waves of pleasure washing over you. There was no hesitation in your mind anymore, all critical thinking was thrown out the window when he fucked you like this.

Touya grasped your ass cheeks bruisingly, spreading them to see how his slick-coated cock disappeared into the depths of your pussy. Breathy pants fell down his lips and a tiny drop of sweat trailed down his temple to his scarred jaw. 

His thrusts became harder and it made the strings of your bed creak and more of your slick dripped down your legs. Your pussy was so wet and tight, pleasuring him ever so good.

He grasped your neck and pressed your head down on the mattress, leaning himself over your smaller body. His hands balled into fists on both sides of you and with a better pose, he started slamming into you harder. He was so drunk on your little cunt that his instincts were completely taken over by the need to cum. 

His balls, slapping against your wet dripping pussy, were starting to tighten in approaching orgasm, making his thrusts erratic and sloppy. Your legs couldn’t take such pounding and they caved, but Touya kept going, bringing a hand to your throat and leaning his weight on his other arm.

“I’m gonna cum inside you baby…” He panted, giving a few rough thrusts before gritting his teeth and spilling his seeds inside you. A whimper passed your lips as he held you still and emptied his balls inside you. 

Sighing in a pleased manner, he descended from his high and loosened his grip on you while carefully pulling out. He collapsed on his back beside you, trying to catch his breath while you were panting next to him. 

Your cheeks felt hot and as the pleasureful mist cleared from your mind, you realized you were craving for him to hold you. But since you weren’t a couple anymore, you thought such intimacy didn’t belong in casual hookups. 

But gladly he decided otherwise and wrapped his arms around your weary body, pulling you with your back against his chest.

“I knew you’d still cum fast,” he pointed out with a grin in which you rolled your eyes. 

“Right,” you mumbled and hesitated for a second.

“So… Will you stay over like you promised..?” You asked. 

“Of course,” he said and kissed your temple. 

***

Your night was peaceful and calm. Perhaps falling asleep in the arms of the man you still loved had brought you some sort of comfort. But when the breeze of the small hours fluttered the curtains of your bedroom window and woke you up, you weren’t surprised to see an empty space beside you. 

Your tired eyes, half-lidded and blank, stared at the spot where Touya had slept. A sleepy frown made its way on your face as you were disappointed to have let yourself believe that this time he’d actually keep his promise.

Slowly getting up, you dragged yourself beside the window and stared outside. Early morning was beginning to chase away the darkness from the streets, along with the people who preferred to linger in it. 

You closed the window and a small puff of chilly air made your hair flow momentarily. Feeling rather foolish, it occurred to you that in order to avoid sinking into ridiculous lies again, you really should start locking up the windows.

[rynfushiguro14]

TW: SMUT, VIRGIN KINK, CORRUPTION, ALCOHOL, MANIPULATION

A.N.: This was supposed to be a small drabble, but it turned out a little more than that.. Oh well. @awalkingshame @dabislittlemouse He’s gonna get ya💀🩷

Dabi has the nose of a bloodhound when it comes to virgins.  

He spends his free nights in the rundown bars of the city, sitting on one of the stools by the bar counter. Slowly, he drags the tip of his finger on the brink of his whisky glass while observing the rowdy crowd of drunken villains. His turquoise eyes are focused on searching for the innocent from the better side of the law, who naively think it’s cool to hang out with villains and brag about it to their friends the next day. 

Dabi isn’t picky. He enjoys occasional quickies in the bathroom stalls or nearby alley with whoever catches his eye at the time, but his main interests are virgins. Since the flame villain himself is tainted and debased, his blood runs wild at the mere idea to corrupt, to ruin what he considers perfect innocence. 

When you step on his radar, his inner wolf grins at your cute unawareness as he checks out your appearance; chaste dress with appropriate length. No cleavage, which by itself already makes you stand out in the den of vice. Your smile is unnecessarily polite, albeit with certain timidness. Perhaps you’ve been pressured by your friends to come there tonight. Pureness radiates from you and your beauty suggests that you’re used to cheesy pick-up lines from overly confident males and you just haven’t found the one you could trust enough to let into your bedroom. 

A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. ‘A perfect victim then.’

When his hooded eyes meet yours through the cluster of people, he shows you a crooked smile. Being well aware of the charm he emanates, your shy smile and avoidance of his gaze confirms that you’ll walk willingly into his devious net. Gulping down his drink, he accepts the challenge and advances you. 

Dabi doesn’t possess many virtues, however, patience is one of them. He separates you from your group of friends and offers you a drink and his seemingly sincere company. Asking questions, he takes his time to get to know you, which makes you feel like for once someone is genuinely interested in you and not what’s in between your legs. 

Oh, if you only knew. 

Dabi is a master at manipulation. He knows how to coax you tactfully, with his fingers brushing yours delicately without being too obvious. When to turn those subtle gestures into honey-covered words that he whispers into your ear as the night goes on. Sweet nothings that make you giggle and feel special. 

His eyes are the most deceptive feature. Deep, turquoise stare, admiring and easy to get lost into. After slowly melting away any defense that surrounds your heart, he places his hand on the side of your neck. Thumb brushing the smooth skin, he stares at you as if you are the most beautiful being on the planet.

It’s practically futile to resist his charm that now reflects from your hooded eyes. Like so many more before you, his eyes mesmerized you under his spell. Pressing his lips on yours, it’s tender, yet passionate. You could never guess from the softness of it how his inner predator licks his lips as its mouth is absolutely watering. 

Checkmate.

Despite what someone who actually knows Dabi would assume, he never shows his true colors to you. Helping you to put on your coat, he holds your hand while walking to your apartment. After the door closes behind you, he remains gentle and considerate, placing his hands on your waist as you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him. But the moment you lead him into your bedroom he takes control, peeling your clothes off skillfully without appearing too forceful. His lips attached on yours, it’s a heated, messy kiss as your tongues rub together. Devouring your moans, his hands roam all over your body, softly squeezing your breasts and ass. Kissing your lips, your skin, sucking your nipples, swirling his tongue around your sensitive clit to make your body twist in pleasure. Not only does he know how important the first time is for women, he wants you to know what it’s like to be with a man who knows how to make you cum. Focusing solely on your pleasure, he’s hooking you on himself, his touch that unbeknownst to you, will last only for this one night. 

His patience is rewarded when you let him penetrate you. When your brows furrow, lips fall agape as your sweet walls stretch around a cock, his cock for the first time. He silences your cries with an affectionate kiss that also prevents a debauched smirk from spreading on his features. It’s not easy for him to hold back when your virgin pussy feels so good, so tight wrapped around him.

But he is gentle. Thrusting into you slowly, allowing you to adjust to him and when your cries turn into moans, he starts getting more rough with you. Planting open-mouthed kisses on your neck and throat, he praises you for taking him so well. His cock keeps hitting that sweet spot inside you, which makes you throw your head back and scream in pleasure. Lacing his fingers with yours, he keeps slamming into you until you cum all over his cock. Your wet walls clenching around him, body trembling in bliss beneath him as waves of pleasure wash over you. Never in your dreams could you imagine such a perfect orgasm as your friends claimed it’s practically impossible to cum on your first time. Perhaps they’ve just been with the wrong men then. 

Lucky you for finding Dabi. At least he hides the toothy smirk on the crook of your neck. Canines visible, he starts ramming his cock inside you to chase his own high. Your bodies, covered in sweat, move in sync as he soon cums, inside you of course. Hot spurts of white shoot in the back of your pussy that’s just been used for the first time. Panting loudly, Dabi takes his time to plant a kiss on your forehead and to allow you to take a breath. 

He waits for you to fall asleep into his arms and he’ll stay there until the night turns into morning twilight. Then he slips back into his clothes and sneaks out, leaving a note with a little heart in it. He’ll also leave behind another woman who ends up chasing the high of her first time, but whatever future boyfriends or hookups you may have, it’ll never compare to the burn you felt that night with Dabi. 

Weirdly enough, the note always works. You might wake up without him beside you, but finding the small gesture, you press the piece of paper against your chest, understanding that of course a wanted villain like him is forced to leave and hide when the dawn comes.

Yeah, right.

[rynfushiguro14]

WHEN YOU CUM FAST WITH SHIGARAKI

TW: SMUT

The kiss is searing hot and sloppy, your hands tearing each other’s clothes off as Shigaraki backs you towards his bed. There’s an ache burning in between your legs as you moan in his mouth, desperate to have him inside of you. He grasps your thighs determinedly, lifting you up and as he turns around, he sits on the bed with you in his lap. 

Your hands run through his messy white locks, tongues still rubbing together messily while he hastily unzips his pants and pulls out his hardened cock. You don’t even bother to remove your panties, instead pushing aside the thin fabric, you lower yourself on his cock. As he sinks inside your wet dripping pussy with ease, you emit a loud moan, pleasure overwhelming and blurring your senses as you’re already teetering on the edge.

Shigaraki wraps his arms around your waist and helps you bounce on his cock, but the pleasure is too much. It consumes you entirely and in mere seconds the coil inside you suddenly and without a proper warning, snaps. You cry loudly and shut your eyes, hands gripping his shoulders as your walls clench around his cock. 

It’s a powerful orgasm that makes your body tremble in pleasure. Embracing the bliss, you keep panting quietly and wait for the haze to clear out. But when that happens, you suddenly realize how fast you came. Not only that, Shigaraki is completely speechless while holding you in his arms. Your cheeks heat up and bury your face on the crook of his neck in embarrassment.

“...You came?“ He asks, voice just as neutral as usual, but you can tell he’s a little confused. Since you’re too ashamed to say anything, you only nod in response. 

“This fast?“ 

“Mmm.. I guess,“ you mumble. 

“How did that happen?“ He asks, kinda dumbfounded. 

“I don’t know.. I-I guess I just wanted you so much..” You mumble on his skin, unable to understand even yourself since you’ve never cum with anyone else this fast. Be that as it may, you tighten your grip on him.

“Sorry..”

“No no, don’t be. It was actually pretty hot,“ he points out.

Baffled by his comment, you open your eyes and cautiously pull away to meet his gaze, “You think so..?“ You ask insecurely. 

“Fuck yeah,” he says, like it should be obvious that he’s only proud from making you cum so fast, “You know, I have a suggestion,” he adds. 

“Yeah? What is it?”

The red in his eyes becomes more vivid as he grins wickedly, “Let’s see how many times I can make you cum.“

You giggle, “That sounds fun.”

[rynfushiguro14]

obsessed with men who make you feel sexy for simply existing—who pop a boner whenever you look at them for too long; who swat at your ass every time you pass by; who can’t not wink at you when an innuendo is dropped. you’re always on their mind—the only person they desire, the only person they need.

[rynfushiguro14]

trying to groom an old guy "youre so mature for 50"

[rynfushiguro14]

Someone please…PLEASE write genderbend for Toji

I need to read abt ferociously shoving my face in fem!Toji cooch IMMEDIATELY!!! Call it feral, call it whatever IDCIDCIDCCCCCCCCC SOMEONE WRITE IT!! PLEASE! I need some FFFFFFILTTTTHH! I need sweat, saliva, EVERYTHING!!

(Pls and ty😇🫶)

[rynfushiguro14]

This is SCANDALOUS 🤭🤭🤭goodness

hey, I don't know if you write things like this but, could you make a fic or something where reader is a very good friend - almost sister of Ochaco, Mina and Jiro (who are the girlfriends of Bakugo, Kirishima and Kaminari respectively) and she has sex with the three guys like all the time behind their backs? Just another foursome where they use her and denigrate her until she passes out

I 😳 oh baby this is SPICY! I’m perfectly fine with asks like this, don’t get me wrong adultery is so wrong and horrible irl but like… in my fantasies? goDDAMN 😩 sorry it took so long, it was too warm to write anything where i lived. for some reason i can’t sweat and type, even so, this isn’t my best work but ig its still hot im sOrry if this isn’t the direction you were thinking

cheater! katsuki bakugou, cheater! eijiro kirishima, cheated! denki kaminari x fem! reader

NO PLACE FOR GUILT

content warnings: she/her pronouns, afab reader, foursome, cheating/infidelity, overstimulation, foreplay is boring, fellatio (m! receiving), double penetration, cervix fucking, no foreplay, unprotected sex

You love your friends. You really really do, but you just so happen to love fucking your friends’ boyfriends even more. You know it’s wrong but it just feels so right, they wouldn’t mind if they found out, would they…?

Not that you’re really even thinking about any of them while you’re getting your back blown out by the three top heroes whenever they have the chance. Whenever they’re so stressed and tired that they just wanna get rough and careless with you, passing you around like a dish on the dinner table or having a go at you all at once. How can you even complain when you just *love* it when they manhandle you and call you names? Or when they leave bruises on your body while complaining about an especially difficult villain they’d had to take down that day.

Whenever they want their stress ball, or sometimes you’re referred to as their tub of ice cream after an episode, they come to your house as a trio, playing it off to their girlfriends that they’re still on patrol.

One of those days just happened to be today, the

three of them, however, had just returned from a successful mission and were looking to celebrate this time around as they stood in front of your door, Kaminari taking the honor of knocking.

You worked a remote position at home, meaning you rarely left home unless you really wanted to so most times you were there so the three of them didn’t even call most times.

When you opened the door you were greeted by their familiar faces, taking in their appearances for the umpteenth time despite seeing them so often. Kirishima had bulked up and grown drastically in height since High School, his hair hitting the middle of his back, Bakugou had only grown a few more inches but was much wider than he was when he was younger, a few scars here and there littering his face and body, and Kaminari had grown taller with just a bit more muscle but his quirk didn’t call for being overly muscular.

The three of them all still sported their hero suits which made them all the more attractive.

“Hi guys, long day?” You asked, knowing damn well that they didn’t come here to chit chat.

“Somethin’ like that,” Bakugou responded before you stepped aside, allowing the three of them to enter your apartment, all of whom chipped in to help “ease” the finances, aka they paid for most of your rent.

In order, Bakugou entered, followed after by Kirishima and then Kaminari. You closed the door behind them, locking it afterwards before biting your lip, eyeing them from where you stood. “You guys want something to drink or… ?”

“Oh c’mon honey, you know we’re not here for a drink. Though we are celebrating something,” Kaminari purred, coming towards you with a predatory glint in his eyes.

…

“God, you’re such a dirty fucking bitch,” Bakugou spat at you, watching as Kirishima fucks you from behind on top of your bed, his own cock stuffed down your throat as he rests his hand on the crown of your head, Kaminari laying beneath you with his cock pressed into your drooling cunt, accompanying Kirishima’s. You’ve never felt more full, two cocks stretching you out to the heavens as their hips move rhythmically, like rowing a boat. Kirishima goes in, Kaminari pulls in, Kaminari goes in, and Kirishima pulls out. The process repeats almost flawlessly, so well to the point that you found yourself wandering if they’d been practicing this technique. But you have no time to think about this when your clit keeps brushing up against the trail of hair above the base of Kaminari’s cock, the friction being foreign but adding onto the pleasure you were feeling.

As the two of them continued to buck into you, Bakugou continued to use your throat to his will, one hand holding your skull in place as he uses that pretty mouth of yours as a fleshlight.

You whimper against his shaft, looking up at him as he keeps thrusting into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat each time as he ignores the sound of you gagging and gurgling. “No time to give up now. You’ve done this a million times before,” Kirishima mumbles from behind you, the pads of his fingers digging into your hips as he continues to rut into you, “Take it like a good girl. Aren’t you our little fuck toy? Can’t believe you were so eager to fuck your best friend’s boyfriends like this… Don’t you have any shame, Y/N? But, I guess I can’t blame you too much. This pretty little pussy of yours sucked me right in.~ But doesn’t that mean you’re like a siren or somethin’?”

You are unable defend your reputation or refute a word he’s saying, too busy sucking Bakugou’s cock like it’s your lifeline.

If that wasn’t enough, the blonde beneath you decides to chime in, his hands finding themselves resting on the globes of your ass, “Yeah, Y/N. We’ve fucked you more than our own girlfriends. I guess that says something about how hypnotizing you are… Betcha if any of them found out right now about what’s been going on with us— we could just blame it all on you. But don’t worry, little bolt.” He lifts one hand up and spanks your ass, making you jerk forward, coincidentally deepthroating Bakugou’s cock which makes a groan leave the ash blonde haired man’s chest. “We won’t be leaving you alone anytime soon,” Kaminari purrs, starting to kiss all over your neck, nibbling on your skin.

The squelching sounds of your sloppy pussy, the harmonious groans and moans of the three men using you, and the sound of your whines and cries fill the room like a beautiful musical piece.

It’s not long before you’re filled with cum from the two men that you’re not romantically involved with, their seed spilling out of you as they continue to thrust into you like angered beasts. Your neck is littered with marks that look like the skin of a cheetah, and Bakugou is suddenly holding you still, gripping the sides of your head while pushing himself all the way down your throat, ignoring the way you’re suddenly grabbing at his thighs to get him to pull away because you can’t breathe. Bakugou makes a silent note of how he could feel Kaminari suck on your neck while he’d been occupying your throat, they’d have to do that again. He ignores the way you beg around his cock, writhing in the pleasurable feeling of the vibrations that engulf his shaft as he shoots ropes and ropes of his salty, pearly white cum down your throat. He keeps you there, forcing you to swallow every drop, tears pouring down your face as you start slapping his ass, wanting to tap out because you’re starting to lose consciousness. Your vision grows dark and you can barely thing on any further until he finally pulls out of your mouth, watching as you gasp for air, his cock pulling from your mouth with a ‘pop’. A bridge of drool still connects your lips to his tip, his cock bobbing in absence of your mouth.

While you’re still trying to collect yourself, a certain angry man is growing impatient but then he realizes he’s got the perfect solution. “Hey, pikachu. Open up,” he barks, lightly slapping Kaminari’s face. Confused, Kaminari obliges, only to have Bakugou shove his length into the man’s throat, forcing him to taste the mixture of your spit and the leftover cum that was smeared over the man’s cock. Kaminari grunts in surprise but makes no effort to push his friend away, only leaning his head back onto the bed to take him fully in; it just so happens that Kaminari had no gag reflex and could deepthroat with ease. Call it a party trick.

Bakugou then forces you to look down, despite knowing you were still trying to calm yourself, “Look. He’s doing a better job than you. You see that? Squeeze his throat for me.” You looked down at Kaminari, specifically his throat and saw the bulge of Bakugou’s throat. Your curiosity sparked and you lightly pressed your fingers down onto the bulge, causing both blonds to groan in unison. And then you hesitantly did as Bakugou said, wrapping your hand around Kaminari’s neck, lightly squeezing it which earned yet another pleasured noise escape them both.

And that’s when you felt a thrust in your cunt, causing you to shout out in pleasure, looking sleepily over your shoulder at Kirishima who flashed that pretty sharp toothed smile of his. “Don’t forget about me, little gem,” he cooed rather condescendingly and dug his nails into the skin of your hips, leaving marks in the shape of crescents as he started pounding into you.

When Bakugou had shoved his cock down his throat, Kaminari had stopped thrusting into you, simply cockwarming you at this point but as soon as Kirishima started thrusting again, rutting up against your cervix, he couldn’t help the whines that left him when his shaft was being thrusted up with your walls still hugging him like a glove.

You laid limp on top of Kaminari’s chest, letting Kirishima keep using you to his free will while Bakugou continued to use Kaminari’s throat. Seemed like the two of you had turned into bottom bitches which was new, but you didn’t exactly dislike it. Especially not when Kirishima was fucking you so damn good that you were already feeling another orgasm brushing over you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

ding dong

“Y/N! Are you home? The girls and I brought food!! Let’s have a party!” Mina’s loud voice called from behind your front door.

Ooh shit.

[rynfushiguro14]

“You’re romanticizing it!”

No, actually, I’m sexualizing it. Thanks.

[rynfushiguro14]

18+ mdni; fem!reader

toji loves sitting you down on his lap while sucking your tits... you're both pretty much fully clothed – the only thing you're missing is your shirt. slowly, you grind against his bulge, his big hand resting on your lower back helping you move back and forth as he keeps his scarred lips wrapped around your sensitive bud.

the little sighs that keep spilling from your lips are like music to his ears – he can feel how warm you are, how soft and pliant you are in his hold. he hums around your nipple when you press yourself flush to him and the vibrations send another wave of warmth all over your body. the tight material of your jeans rubs against his, the delicious strain and the lack of space making you both feel so very dizzy. you keep tugging on the longer hairs on his nape, fingers itching for more and more and more.

hickeys and teethmarks adorn the entirety of your chest, a clear reminders of your husband's insatiable appetite. he pulls away with a quiet pop and spends a good few seconds on just staring at your glistening skin; it's messy – you're covered all over him and he fucking loves it. a sly, lovesick smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he sends you a hungry look before latching onto your other tit.

a loud moan tumbles from your throat and he smiles into your flesh. he's so proud that he can make you unravel in his hands with the smallest actions. this is what he's here for – to learn your body, to learn what makes you tick and what makes you squirm. to love you.

[rynfushiguro14]

Don’t you want a perv bf that gets hard looking at you?

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sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me

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legs divorced rn thinking about toji murmuring, “c’mon baby, jus’ one more. cum for me once more, yeah?” during missionary, his thumb brushing over your clit as he drills his cock in you.

it’s such a wet slide, loud thwaps echoing in the room. the sheets and his thighs are all drenched from your spurts of squirt, and still, toji asks for more.

it makes you cry, eyes rolling to the back of your skull because — it’s too much, it hurts, it feels good, stop, more, toji, toji, tojitojitoji!

when he pulls out, he slides the thumb that was playing with your clit down to your slit to push back the cum that is dribbling out of your pussy.

“don’t waste ‘em, kid,” he purrs, lips stretched in a pleased grin.

all you can do is mewl as you feel his thumb slowly fucking you.

[rynfushiguro14]

[rynfushiguro14]

Why tf is kakashi not fucking me with three of his shadow clones right now?

[rynfushiguro14]

“my wife” ft. nanami kento

in which the married man nanami kento cannot stop using every single excuse to call you his wife. he just can’t help it, it sounds really nice.

at the bakery, instead of looking for it he went to the counter to ask, “excuse me, do you have whole wheat bread? my wife prefers that over the plain one.” was there a reason for him to mention you? nope. is he going to to it again? absolutely.

he now brings home cooked lunch to work. the man who usually dreads the small talk from his coworkers now becomes quite eager when they notice the bento and asked him about it. “my lunch looks great? thank you. my wife cooked this for me.”

or when it’s after hours and there’s random talk amongst the workers such as places to visit on vacation. “these are really good recommendations, i’ll have to visit them with my wife if i have the chance.”

when he’s on grocery shop duty after work when you asked him to buy something from the market. kento tasted the one of the sample food and perked up, for two reasons. reason one is that he finds something you’d like, second reason, “where can i find more of this? my wife would love this.”

when a random stranger flirts with him and he didn’t miss a beat to say, “ah, you find me charming? thank you, my wife would agree.”

his phone would ring while he’s occupied in a work discussion and he had the slightest smile on his face as he stood up, “excuse me, my wife is calling.”

the way he always tried to insert you in every conversation even if the topic barely correlates to you. “i seriously almost drowned that day, the beach can be really dangerous,” one of his coworker said, finishing a story. and who would be able to know why kento felt the need to say, “my wife quite likes the beach.”

even in front of mutual friends such as gojo, as he knew the both of you back from high school days. “let me ask my wife first if she wants to come.” oh now it’s gojo’s turn to roll his eyes after so many years he has tormented the blond man with his antics. “you know that i know ‘your wife’ right? that she’s my friend too?” nanami looked at him, “what’s your point?” he deadpanned.

on the most random time of the day, his mind wandered to you as always. “i miss my wife.”

-

guys i think he has a wife

[rynfushiguro14]

rip toji you would’ve loved requesting on cashapp 💔😞.

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toji loves a cute girl that weeps when he doesn’t cum inside.

he almost does, he really wants to, but he can’t take the chance of having to raise a brat like he almost did once before.

he’s an old man, and he’s got his piorities; plus, he likely wouldn’t even be alive to see his child’s 2nd birthday.

but when he’s fucking that pretty pussy, all rationality slips away. all he can think about is your soft gummy walls warped around his thick shaft, and all you can think about is how well he’s pummeling your chubby cunt.

you chant of pleads, try to the best of your abilities to convince him to nut inside because, ‘i-i’m on birth control !’ or ‘can just t-take plan b, daddy,’ but he knows of your little lying tactics.

he coos, convinces you that he’s really gonna do it, really going to release his potent nut into your pussy, but at the last moment he pulls out, spurts of creamy white painting your swollen folds and your bite-ridden tummy. he’s toji fushiguro, his pull out game is undeniably amazing. he really had you convinced. :(

“n-no…” you whimper, legs shivering as you feel his warm load trickle down your slit and dirtying the sheets below. “‘s not fair !”

“not fair ?” he chuckles, bringing his overstimulated tip to your cunny, dragging his nut throughly. he pushes inside lightly, making you squeal.

“y’p-promised.” you mutter, tears brimming your eyes, but unable to take them off the lewd sight before you. you wince when he pulls out once again, tapping his wet cock head against your clit.

“i didn’t promise ya shit, doll. y’makin’ things up in that dumb little head of yours again ?” he teases, taking your stiff nipple in his mouth. “hmm ?” he hums, making you shiver.

“please, please—“ it’s torture at this point, and toji should feel so guilty for making his sweet girl cry. you think, if he really loved you he would do it, he would brand you and really make you his :(

“shh, ‘s alright.” he comes up, kissing fallen tears off of your blushed cheeks, and rubbing a calloused thumb over your pouty lips. “next time, hm ?” he blantly lies. “n-no, need it now, please !”

“you’re a real brat, hm ? not used to not gettin’ what ya want?”

he laughs when you shake your head quickly, your little pout never once leaving your expression.

“don’t be so angry. i’ll make ya mine soon enough, okay? dumb baby.”