#[h].monthly brainrot drabble

[hitozy]

the moment he saw you arrive through the front doors, wearing a dress with the slits so high up that he knows you aren't wearing anything underneath it. accessorizing with your simple pumps and a a simple thigh chain that has him burning with need. it doesn't help when you lean in and kiss the corner of his lips, your perfume swirling and mixing with his cologne, the little glint and smirk brings so much heat into him.

its not a surprise that halfway through the hero gala, tenya has you pushed up against the wall of an empty corridor, your ass against his hard clothed cock as he roughly thrusts his digits inside of you as the other hand covers your mouth to not attract the attention of onlookers.

even though he's throbbing in his slacks, he is still generous enough to let you cum on his fingers once before lifting the back of your dress to drape it over your shoulders and thrust inside of you. still covering your mouth as your moans and whimpers grow louder, while his other hand, still wet with your juices digs into your waist, his thumb pushing underneath the belt of the thigh chain.

"you know exactly what this does to me and you still had the never to wear it?" he growls in your ear as he pushes both of you further against the wall, his arm wraps around your waist to pick you up and drop down onto his cock. tears and spit sliding down your face and onto your cleavage.

"i'm only fucking you once here" he growls as he feels your walls tighten around him, trying to milk him, "but once the event is over, you will be coming home with me., my pet."

with one last thrust, you cum on his cock. your eyes rolling back, hands gripping his arms as your nails dig into his expensive suit jacket as your legs twitching in pleasure. he cums along with you, settling his cock deep inside of you as he bites the back of your neck, a marking only he knows and will see.

he places you on the floor as he pulls out, drops of creamy white dripping on the marble floor, his arm still wrapped around you until your shaky legs are stable, letting you breathe as he does his best to clothe you both presentable with the other.

"did you understand, pet? i need an answer." he whispers in your ear, his lips dragging slowly to your neck in lazy kisses. you smile at his words, he made it seem as if there is no room for argument, but he always gives you a chance to back down.

as if you ever would. "i understand, i can hardly wait."

the deep groan that vibrates against your back seems to share your sentiment.

[hitozy]

"again, baby? how many does that make? seven?" katsuki teases as he, once again, thrusts into your core. you've been at it for hours, to the point that your clit feels hot and numb, your thighs carrying the prickling sensation of not having enough blood circulating from been pressed against his chest. your hips bruised from his vice grip on them, squeezing your love handles to pull you back onto him.

"kats, no more, please, too much" you beg him, wishing for mercy even though you're fully aware that he won't stop, not after teasing him during his high school reunion. a particular hard thrust has you sobbing, nails digging into his meaty arm.

"aw, baby" he coos at the tears running down your cheeks, "are these for me?" he leans down and licks them away, bringing his lips to yours, making you taste the saltiness on his tongue. "you're so hot when you cry, makes me go crazy."

he continues to pound into you, relentless. the knot inside of you snaps once again and you can feel his length pulsing inside of your gummy walls as you cum again. he groans against your mouth at the feeling of your walls tightening his cock and it finally gets to him. with a finally thrust, he cums, painting your walls white. you watch his expression, one of utter bliss with his eyes shut, shaking slightly as goosebumps form on his skin, underneath your hand and moaning in a way that has you subconsciously clenching around him, which he retaliates with digging his nails on your hip.

"thought you had enough? whatcha doing, stupid?" he slurs, letting his body collapse onto yours, staying inside of you but being generous to let your legs free from their containment. "sorry, didn't mean to, you're just so pretty when you cum."

he grunts for his place on your chest, using them as a pillow. his hand caressing your sides adding to the sudden intimate atmosphere that comes when you are both beyond spent. raking your fingers lovingly through his blonde locks as you wait for the pin needle sensation fade away from your legs.

"love you kats" you whisper into his hair, one of your hands splaying over his back, feeling his muscles slick with sweat after all those hours. he shifts in your arms, lifting his head just to pull yours down in a sweet, lazy kiss. there's no pressure in the kiss, no white hot passion or roughness, he's simply interlocking your lips in a slow dance, a silent love confession that expresses much more than any word or phrase could ever say, that doesn't mean he won't give it a try.

"love ya too, baby."

[hitozy]

𝔞𝔷𝔶'𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔥𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔯𝔬𝔱 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰:

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ―shinsou hitoshi x female reader

his moan is deep, grutal and rough. it sounds like his solo bass in a full concert, the vibrations coursing through your whole body and leaving after shocks of it, while his fingers strum through each chord to perfection.

it's why you enjoy getting on your knees for him after every concert, why you enjoy swirling your tongue around his heavy length and suckle the head of his cock eagerly. you love hearing him moan as he gets lost to the wet heat of your mouth, love the way your name rolls out of his own tongue as he watches you take all of him in.

you love meeting his eyes as you swallow him whole, love the way his lavender eyes seem electric, glowing as if turning into neon purple before he says your name with reverence and let's himself cum down your throat.

you love the way he praises you, full of sincerity and honesty and love as you swallow everything he has until he's milked dry. you love the way he pulls you up and on his lap, kissing you as he tastes himself on your tongue before he pulls you with him on the couch.

you love it even more when he whispers against your lips, more vibrations than sound as he dips his long digits inside of you, a grin and "let me return the favor, doll face."

you love seeing the hearts in his eyes as you cum over his fingers, his name 'hitoshi' pushing through your own lips before claiming your mouth in his, silencing you before his bandmates hear you from outside the band room.

you love how he promises you more as his bandmates come in, how he ignores their jabs and whistles when he pulls out his fingers and cleans them in him mouth, eyes rolling back at your taste filling his mouth.

"damn bro, her pussy that good?" you hear denki mutters somewhere in the background followed by sero's laugh, as you watch glowing purple eyes chain themselves to your own. he smirks down at you, as he straightens himself up and helps you.

"you have no idea."

[hitozy]

eijirou has never been a religious man, not really believing in all of that stuff but there have been moments were its been tested and he can't deny it.

during the overhaul raid, he swears he fought against one of satan's main demons. he had overpassed his quirk and could barely keep himself up during it, but he fought it out until the last punch. he swears that as he was passing out, the color of his enemies eyes were bright and glowing with malice.

or like the first time he sank his full length inside of your angel cunt? he swears he ascended to heaven, heard angels sing and shook God's hand, thanking him for your creation.

even now, as he fucks you through another orgasm, he feels himself floating on cloud nine. he wonders what he must have done in his other life to deserve you, what kind of person or creature he must have been to be treated with such company and what he must have sacrificed to receive the most beautiful and amazing person in the world now.

he's close, when he feels the walls tighten again and he presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing slow circles on it as he slows down his thrusting. taking his time to bring you both to the edge as he lets his eyes drag across your body.

he watches the ring of your juices at the base of his cock, a creamy white that he adores to have. he watches the way your angel cunt swallows him up, greedily; translucent slick glistening on the outer lips.

he smiles fondly at the trimmed heart on your mound, dyed a pretty red just like his hair, a little gift for him that he thoroughly enjoys to help with when asked. he watches his hand, rubbing soothing circles on your hip as you tummy and pretty perfect tits bounce and jiggle with every thrust of his hips against yours. he revels at the bite marks and different colored hickies that he has left behind from your tits to your neck, his way of making sure everyone knows who you belong to.

he watches your lovely lips, swollen and glistening from hours of kissing and biting, inviting him to come and claim purchase. he watches your beautiful eyes, glazed with tears and lust watch him right back as both of your orgasms approach, hair spread out like a halo on the pillow.

when he finally comes inside of you and looks down at your beautiful self bellow him, he knows he's reached nirvana.

why else would an angel be here if not?

[hitozy]

ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐬 ↦ azy 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 ↦ she/her 𝐚𝐠𝐞 ↦ twenty-four (24) 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 ↦ aries 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 ↦ mexican 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲  ↦ bisexual 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ↦ SHINSOU, todoroki, BAKUGOU, deku, momo, megumi, YUTA, kirishima, SHOYO, kageyama, bokuto, sakusa, OSAMU, kita, aran, tenya 

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