#・ ˖ ✦ ⋄ . IN CHARACTER ❝ toyomitsu taishiro. ❞

[seechelle1999]

Next Batch! This is a miscellaneous sheet, with random villains and heroes. Chronostasis was specifically requested by Anon, so I hope he delivers! We are now at 48 faces.

[ardillarabiosa06]

Hoy no fue un buen día y no tengo mucha energía, pero hey, termine este pequeño edit y me siento orgulloso de haber terminado algo hoy.

[qtipcottonbuds]

𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙏𝙊𝘽𝙀𝙍 '𝟯𝟬 ; 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙁𝘼𝙏𝙂𝙐𝙈 [FOOD PLAY + KITCHEN SEX]

somewhat self indulgent. honey melon is the best melon >:D update i don’t like this but it eez what it eez, let’s go baby. also it might not be the 30th but FATGUM he he he he ehenwowm

sidenote, this is consensual and in this scene u and tai both know your limits, yes yes

warnings ;; implications of food play, kitchen sex, themes of food kinks, slight belly play, praise kink, themes of cockwarming, dom/sub dynamics and mild language, stuffing, overstimulation, dacryphilia, sort of mean mean taishiro >:D, dumbification and infantilisation themes, belly bulge, some food puns ish, discipline and uh uh what’s it punishment yes. somewhat bratty reader !!

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗚𝗨𝗠 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥;

You’ve never been the cleanest of eaters. 

Taishiro knows this all too well; often finding you licking and suckling the remaining juices from fruits or vegetables from your fingertips, or swiping a thumb across the corner of your lips, humming around the lingering droplets of sauce in satisfaction after a meal. It was your means of showing appreciation.

He wouldn’t have expected anything less from you either, even with his own thick fingers playing with your tongue, brushing against the crevices of your teeth. It’s sloppy and uncoordinated - but that, at least, is to be expected with each slow rock of his hips, deeply sliding back and forth into your insides. His fingertips were the only real things grounding you, guiding you back to Earth with each jolt against the roof of your mouth - blunt fingernails knocking softly against your teeth.

You’re clearly still adjusting to his size on his lap, which is understandable. Taishiro is big, stupidly big, big enough where you’re still wiggling on his thighs, squirming, stuck on his cock, the pull of gravity grounding you there, even with the possibility of aided assistance from Taishiro himself - you’d still be plugged on it. 

But, he wouldn’t allow you the satisfaction of knowing he could ease how much he’s sinking into you, hugging him. He likes seeing you helpless, hopeless - warbling and gurgling on his fingers, weakly trying to pull away from his touch. 

“Mmmf- mmph!” 

He gradually guides his fingers out from within your mouth, slick with saliva, eyeing you, “What’s wrong? Thought I told ya to hush, sit still ‘n look pretty for me.”

“Too full, too sensitive, Tai-”

To reinforce his point, he guides a hand to your lower stomach, soft and tender, paunching somewhat with his previous loads, and firmly digs the heel of his palm against it.

The reaction is instantaneous, abrupt. You’re writhing in his hold, jerking from overstimulation; staccato-like whimpers raising in pitch as his cum gradually dribbles out between your inner thighs from the force, instead beginning to cream around the base of his cock in a thick milky ring.

“That’s a lie, ‘n ya know it. You’ve got more than enough room in there, see? Now, finish your meal.”

You weakly raise a hand, softly gripping - or rather attempting to - around his own wrist.

“Please, I can’t. No more. I’ll behave, I promise-”

“Said I was gonna fill ya from both ends, sweetheart. Nice and stuffed. I don’t go forgettin’ my promises now,” he murmurs against your lips, ignoring your pleas.

Taishiro sinks his fingers back into your mouth yet again, stroking across the surface of your tongue before hooking his other palm underneath one of your thighs, pulling it upwards and allowing him to sink deeper into your insides, taking on a different angle. Deeper, thicker, fuller. It’s clearly rendering you slack-jawed against his own body, your head lulling back, whining around his fingertips - unable to understand to be coherent enough to protest any longer.

His balls plap! up against the underside of your sex as he rolls his hips, rocking into you deeply, “There ya go, makin’ some more room already f’me. So sweet of ya. Think you’re finally learnin’ your lesson, ain’t ya?

[yahoo201027]

August 8: Happy Birthday to one of the Pro Heroes, ranked 58th overall, who took both Enjiro Kirishima & Tamaki Amajiki under his wing for their hero work in the Chie Hassaiki Arc, the My Hero Academia character of Taishiro Toyomitsu, hero name “BMI Hero: Fat Gum”.

[stcries]

fighting villains, it was the daily routine the pro heroes of the world had fallen into, never going a day or two without a scuffle. even still, that didn't mean that despite the familiarity that there wasn't some unexpected moments to ensue. fatgum was a much more defensive hero than offensive, using his skills to act as a shield to his allies. and yet this time? it was more accidental than purposeful.

taishiro had barely any time to react before his aquatic themed hero was hurled in his direction, watching as the flash of black and white drew closer and closer ... until the other collided with his plushy yellow body, the larger hero flailing briefly to keep their balance as the sudden force came to a screeching halt.

@wolfpackmuses, starter call.

[babycakezero]

Everyday, without fail, your husband would come home from another tiresome day at work, take the quickest shower known to man, and lay himself down ontop of your smaller figure.

He loved wrapping his beefy arms around your slim waist and rest his cheek limp against you to feel the calm rise and fall of your chest. He loved when you ran your gentle fingers through his hair, lulling him into a nap. He loved your warm, soft voice asking him about his day, and telling him how much you missed him, how you're glad he's bad home safe.

Sure, he was an absolute giant compared to you, easily towering over you, with your head not even meeting his shoulder. And yet he had never once heard you even mutter a complaint or even attempt to shove him off you.

And he appreciated it, your total willingness to endure his heavy weight ontop of your small body. He was never too good at expressing his feeling for you vocally, but he always displayed his affections for you, like it came to him naturally.

Being surround by your calming scent, your beautiful voice, and loving touch, it was all enough to put him into a deep, comfortable sleep.

And the next morning, he would wake up with his own drool dried onto the corners of his mouth, with your arms enclosing him in a hug.

characters ♡ ryomen sukuna, aoi todo, katsuki bakugo, eijiro kirishima, taishiro toyomitsu, reiner braun, zoro, + any other characters ♡

a/n ~ this was going to be a sukuna writing but i wanted to expand who ive been writing about lolz. also not really proofread, so i apologize for any mistakes !

[mx-pastelwriting]

MHA Heroes HC - How They'd React Bruises on Reader after a night.

Heroes x GN! Reader

Summary: Heroes reaction to bruises on reader after a night of sex.

Warnings: Light Mentions of past sex acts, Bruising on Reader, Fluff, Established Relationship

Characters: Endeavor (Enji Todoroki), Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata), Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa), Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan), Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Minors do not interact!

Endeavor (Enji Todoroki)

-Wouldn't notice until the morning, when you are still sleeping off the night's events.

-When he does notice them, he softly traces them; he kind of likes them, though he quickly changes his tune when you groan at the pain when you start to wake.

-You had bruises on your hips and thighs; some might have some surface burn as well, as Enji can get a little wild.

-Aftercare he takes very seriously. He makes sure you're comfortable in bed and gets you ice packs wrapped in a thin towel.

"Thank you," you say quietly, the pain lessened by the coolness. Enji hadn't apologized, but you didn't want him to because the night had been incredible and there was nothing you could ask him to do differently.

You did appreciate that he took the day off to cuddle you in bed, just in case the ice packs were too much. "I love you," he whispers into your shoulder skin as he lays his head. You place yours on top and say, "I love you too", His arm is wrapped softly around your waist so as not to disturb your nerves. Furthermore, you knew he was somewhat sorry for putting you in pain, but the imprint on your skin made his mind swirl with heat.

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Gang Orca (Kugo Sakamata)

-Would notice as he's getting ready for work and him taking care of you would wake you.

-Apologizing every minute as he places an ice packs on your hips and arm.

-Would ask if anything else hurts; if the answer is yes, he would melt into the floor with guilt, but after reassuring him you're not dying, you would both laugh it off.

-He would call off work against your wishes; he would take care of you the whole day, helping you to the bathroom, but you reminded him you weren't glass.

"How badly does it hurt, angel?" Kugo gently asks his hand to hold yours. You smiled and shook your head; you weren’t dying, but he made it seem so. "Kugo, it's fine." "It's not fine, Angelfish; I hurt you." His voice was filled with guilt. "Yes, but you didn't mean to." Trying to clam him was an easy task, but you placed your hand on his face, hoping to get him to drop it. "Okay, but let me know if you need anything," he says, snuggling closer to you. He pulled you gently close to him, having you lay on his chest and hear his now calm heartbeat.

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Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa)

-Would notice after he gets home from work and sees you walking funny.

-Asks if you're okay, and you show him his work on you, he goes into caring mode, asking if you’re okay and why didn't you tell him.

-After explaining yourself, he would have you sit down to rest, he would cook dinner, and have you resting up with blankets cuddling you.

-Going to bed, he would gently cuddle you, wondering if he should call into work tomorrow to get the day off, but you begged to have him decide in the morning.

His hand gently wraps around your shoulder to your back, not wanting to touch the bruises that mark your waist and thighs. "Tell me if anything hurts," he whispers, but all he gets from you is a quiet hum. You dig your head into his chest, hearing his soft heartbeat and breathing.

Through the night, you wake up to his phone ringing. Aizawa groans as he shifts, bumping into your thigh. You whine at the pain, causing him to jump up and say, "I'm sorry, where did I hurt you?" He says in a panic, "It's fine, just answer the phone." You grumble, though you're not upset at him, just at the ringing noise of the phone. He answers and gets up shortly after ending the call, and you watch with tired eyes as he's getting ready. "I'll be back in an hour, I love you, and don't move," he says, giving you a quick kiss and heading off, leaving you to fall back asleep in a now cold bed.

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Vlad King (Sekijiro Kan)

-Would notice getting ready for work; as soon as he sees the bruises that litter your hips and shoulders, he wakes you with cries of asking you if you're okay.

-Yes he was rough in bed, but he always made sure you were okay. Seeing this made him a puddle on the floor.

-As you wake, you have to reassure him you're okay, just sore, but before you can say you'll be fine while he's gone, he calls into work.

-He would make you breakfast, fluff up some pillows to make you comfortable, and run you a bath after you eat.

"Thank you, love," you say in a tired voice as you take the small table of food in your lap. "And I'll run you a warm bath after too," he says, sitting down next to you and having his own food. "Can you join me?" You ask, but his face says something other than excitement: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you, hon." His voice sounded like he was fighting back tears: "It's okay, you will make me feel better, please." He thinks it over for a minute and nods, going back to his breakfast.

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All Might (Toshinori Yagi) -Works for small & big

-Would see in the middle of the night coming back from the bathroom.

-He would lay back in bed but keep his distance, then call into work to get the day off. He's never done this before, so he's a bit scared.

-When you wake up, you notice the bruising on your hips and ribs. The pain would come every time you moved, but Toshinori was there to help and bring food.

-He would have helped you change into something decent as of last night had you not. A lot of apologies would have been given, but your words calmed them down.

Toshinori moved with panic as he took the empty plate from you. "Thank you, Toshi," you say warmly, but he just gave a small smile before his eyes went to your bruises. Noticing you cover them up with the blankets, you didn't mind his getting rough in bed; maybe you even liked it, but you hated how he looked at you like you were broken.

"Come sit" You say he's patting the bed; he slowly sits, but far from you. You painfully move closer to him, but he still keeps his distance. "Please come closer; I feel like I'm the plague," you say with a hurt laugh. He does gently put a hand on your thigh, letting you put your head on his shoulder and watch TV.

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Fat Gum (Taishiro Toyomitsu) -Works for big & small

-Would notice as he comes in with breakfast in bed for you, the covers are moved, letting him see them in the morning light.

-It covered your hips and back; he woke you gently, but he was about to cry seeing you groan in pain.

-Putting the table on your lap like he always does on his day off. He asks if you're okay and points to the bruises that you now notice.

-He would cuddle you up with blankets while you and him ate to enjoy your morning shows, though he would keep a close eye on you.

Eating your food, you would feel Taishiro's eyes on you; it made you squirm where you sat. Looking at him, he smiles at you as you take another bit of his food. "Is it that bad?" you ask with a worried look on your face, but he quickly turns into protective mode. "No, not at all. I just never thought I would go that hard on you." He sighs, you go soft, "I enjoyed last night, please; I don't want this to stop you." You reassure him, and he smiles, "It's not, sweetheart, but if you like it that way, then does tomorrow night sound good?" He flirts, you blush, and you give him a kiss.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

♥ mx-pastelwriting does not consent to their work being copied, translated, or reposted on any other platform without permission.

[https-milo]

MHA INSTAGRAM POSTS MASTER LIST!

My most requested series complied into one master list!

regular master list!

a/n: making these has made me realize how many damn characters use orange/yellow as a color

dating Izuku Midoriya instagram!

dating eijiro kirishima instagram!

dating ochaco uraraka instagram!

dating shoto todoroki instagram!

dating tomura shigaraki instagram!

dating dabi instagram!

dating neito monoma instagram! PART TWO!

dating shota aizawa instagram!

dating mirio togata instagram!

dating keigo takami(hawks) instagram!

dating hitoshi shinso instagram!

dating kai chisaki(overhaul) instagram!

dating hanta sero instagram!

dating katsuki bakugo instagram!

dating denki kaminari instagram!

dating taishiro toyomitsu instagram!

dating tamaki amajiki instagram!

© https-milo. please do not repost, steal, copy, or modify my works!

[tired-teacher-blog]

Strawberry and Cream

Characters : Fatgum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ FoodPlay/ Oral sex (fem receiving)/ Sexual Intercourse/ Tummy Bulge/ Size Difference/ Creampie/ One Shot.

Summary : A little fun surprise for your man after a long day's work proved to be pleasurable for both of you.

Notes : I cannot believe I haven't written anything in almost a month! But glad to be making a comeback with a little something for one of my favorite pro heroes on his birthday!

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

_ "Sir, is everything okay? I was saying that we'll handle it from here, you have done a remarkable job so leave the rest to us."

_ "Oh right! I'll be off then, good night." the hero responds awkwardly before waving at the officer who is already escorting the bloodied criminal to the police car.

It was just another day's work, peaceful, uneventful, and -frankly- almost boring if not for that petty thief pulling out a gun on a poor cashier who was just doing his job and minding his own business.

It was supposed to be a typical evening of him patrolling the streets and keeping the peace like he always does, but his mind is now whirling out of control thanks to that text you sent him moments ago.

He checks his phone once again, tilting his head to the side and biting down on his lip as his eyes follow the words on the screen.

"How about a tasty treat? I'll be a good girl and wait patiently for you to come home."

He scrolls down carefully to feast his eyes on the attached picture of you holding a can of whipped cream and a small plate of strawberries, while wearing one of his large tank tops that accentuated your cleavage beautifully as it barely hung on your smaller body.

It's enticing, you're enticing, being carelessly provocative to this sweet man despite knowing your effect on him is unfair, but he loves it.

He loves this side of you, the flirty playful one that gives him a chance to spoil you like he wishes to do, since feeling your stimulated body under the tips of his fingers and hearing your melodic whimpers as you reach a blissful release, have always been his true reward..

His smile widens as he finally reaches home, he opens the door hurriedly and examins the hallway with a feverish haste while calling out for you, "sweetheart I'm here! Where are you?"

_ "Welcome home Taishiro!" and there you are, a gleam in your eye as you jump in his ample chest for the usual warm hug that never fails to bring cheerful giggles out of you, "how was work this evening?"

Your teasing continues as you purposely ignore the throbbing stiffness in his pants to plant a quick kiss on the tip of his nose instead.

_ "Don't be mean!" his whine is muffled against your neck, picking you up with ease and marching straight to your bedroom, "I want my treat now."

You cling to him with a squeal leaving your throat, your heartbeat quickens and heat rises in your loins as you brace yourself for what's awaiting.

You sink into the soft bed where he places you gently, pulling him down with you and claiming his lips in the process. He kisses you hungrily while his big warm hands sneak under your shirt to hike the garment up and off of you, "oh, so this is the only thing you're wearing? I like that." he whispers sweetly while caressing your writhing body, swallowing greedily as you're left fully exposed to his flaming eyes.

He's careful not to crush you under his weight, but you're too aroused to care as you keep tugging at him in a desperate attempt to bring him closer.

His lips travel the expanse of your neck and chest, teeth nibbling on your heated skin as he growls impatiently the lower he moves.

From the corner of his eye, he notices the can of whipped cream and the delicious looking strawberries placed on the nightstand awaiting, a discovery that makes his cock twitch and mouth salivate in anticipation.

He leans back, an angelic smile brightening his face as he proceeds to remove his attire, gaze never leaving your flushed skin while stripping off every single article separating him from your restless frame, "I'm getting really hungry sweet face." he beams delightfully, nudging your legs further apart before picking up the can of whipped cream to squirt some into his mouth and lean in to share it with you.

The sweetness tantalizing your taste buds is intoxicating as he deepens the kiss, and a string of the melted treat dribbles down your chin in a voluptuous display.

_ "This isn't going to be enough for me." he whispers softly as he moves away from your glistening lips, taking a moment to relish your needy whimpers and greedy clutches begging for him to be closer.

_ "Taishiro!" your breath hitches and eyes widen when the cool snowy delight suddenly hits your perky teats as he covers the plumpness of your breasts, licking his lips and humming gleefully at the delicious view before him.

He dives in at once to devour your luscious mounds, running his tongue along your sweetened skin and sucking on the hard nipples like a starved puppy.

You dig your nails into his fleshy arms and arch off the bed as his mouth moves lower and lower, the stickiness on his lips smearing over your tummy to leave a lingering tacky feeling behind.

His tongue dips in your belly button teasingly, twirling around the twitching cranny while his hands caress your sides.

_ "Yummy," his chuckle resonates across the spacious room as he eyes you lovingly, arm reaching out to grab one of the forgotten strawberries before crashing it between his teeth, "it's good, but it would taste even better mixed with your juices."

His forwardness causes the brightest blush to appear on your cheeks and an electrifying warmth to spread throughout your whole body, it's amazing really— always has been, how his shameless words never cease to defy the innocent expression that's constantly present upon his features.

He picks up another fresh strawberry, running his tongue over the firm piece of fruit while guarding the same doting gaze as before, his other hand brushes gently against your waist and moves down to ghost over your fluttering cunt.

_ "Taishiro wait! What are you.." and a sudden moan cuts you off as it rips past your throat when he abruptly inserts a thick digit into your sensitive core.

_ "Relax gorgeous, this is going to be fun."

Your eyes— blurry and unfocused, follow the gleaming red as it joins the finger thrusting slowly within you, tipping your head back when the grainy fruit rubs on your slippery clit.

This foreign sensation is too stimulating to resist, kindling a raw thrill that invades your veins and pushes you closer to a certain high.

_ "See? I knew you'd like it." he smiles brightly as he utters, retrieving the coated strawberry to admire before popping it into his mouth and devouring it greedily.

_ "No! Why did you stop?" you whine and thrash in an almost comical way of protesting, you were on the verge of climaxing a moment ago, but his friskiness delayed your wish.

_ "Don't worry honey, this is far from over, the night is still young after all."

A wild tremble shakes you whole as he groans his words, and remnants of the sweetness he shared with you moments ago go down your throat as you swallow thickly. Your eyes are fixed on his raging cock, craving it sheathed within you instead of his teasing finger, but knowing all too well that you'll have to wait a bit longer for it to happen.

He picks up the can of cream again, shaking it lightly while offering you a suggestive smirk before pulling out his finger and spurting some over your cunt, an action that causes your thighs to tense up and a gasp to leave your throat when he swiftly positions your legs over his shoulders to engulf your pussy into his greedy maw.

He hums with bliss as his fat tongue laps up the thick melting sugariness and traces every dip and every angle with incredible care, one of his big hands darts out to encircle his veiny length while the other is reaching out to caress your contracting tummy.

His name moves past your lips in a broken whine, and your fingers thread through his soft golden hair as he delves deeper into your heat.

His strokes quicken around his shaft and his jiggly hips thrust erratically against the mattress, he's enjoying himself immensely, hearing your erotic whimpers and feeling your stimulated body under his brute strength are driving him closer to orgasming.

_ "Taishiro, not too deep please!" you yelp a plea as his tongue rams you faster, knowing all too well that you will not last much longer if this continues.

_ "I can't help it honey, you're too yummy for me to stop." he murmurs playfully, indulging in the sweetness exuding from you as he flicks his tongue up and down on your pulsating clit.

Your grip on his hair tightens and your blurry eyes squeeze shut as his words vibrate against you.

It's hard to hold on any longer and he knows it, he knows you well, understands your needs and desires and happily fulfills them each and every time, "I'm cumming! Taishiro don't stop!" and hearing you utter these words is music to his ears.

He does as instructed, ravishing you fervidly until you're spasming with intense pleasure that messes with you whole, and only halting when you finally fall limp underneath his persistence while pulling on his locks feebly.

Gasps for air, followed by satisfied sighs leave your throat and fill the already warm space surrounding you. Your eyes are finally focused and ears have stopped ringing just in time to hear him speak, "thank you for the delicious meal love, are you feeling alright?"

He sits up as he speaks, licking his lips and swallowing your essence with a content hmm before lowering your legs gently. His sweet smile is brightening his face again as he reaches out for another strawberry to pop into his mouth while awaiting your response.

_ "Kiss me Tai.." you're in a haze still, have barely comprehended his question while your eyes are fixed on the vibrant red disappearing behind his teeth.

He chuckles lively, running a tender touch along your sides and wrapping his plush arms around your waist before pulling you flush to his snuggly chest, "anything for you princess."

Remnants of the distinguished taste carried by your lover spread through your warm tongue as your lips mold sloppily together, addicting, intoxicating, an unusual mixture of fruit freshness and sultry slick.

His large hands ground your incredibly smaller body on top of him, holding and swaying you effortlessly like a ragdoll.

His long beefy cock rests proudly on your tummy, rubbing against you in a show of how deep he'll be sheathed inside you a moment later.

Your lonely cunt squeezes around nothing as warmth starts polling in the pit of your stomach again, your nails dig into the soft flesh of his shoulders and arms, while your hips thrust lightly against him in a futile endeavour to feel him nearer.

_ "So you're ready for me babe?" his lips leave yours and slide down your chin, jaw, neck and collarbone, trailing butterfly kisses along the way and savoring the sweetness upon your skin.

_ "Yes Tai, please don't make me wait any longer." you whimper shamelessly, squeaky voice quivering and hot breath fanning over his face as it leaves you.

He smirks amusingly while helping you up on shaky knees and aligning his enormous shaft with your tiny expectant hole before lowering you on himself carefully.

_ "Fuck! I'm barely in and I'm already losing my mind," he hisses eagerly, almost painfully as your sopping walls squeeze him hard, "relax gorgeous, let's do it slowly."

It's taking everything in him not to plunge you roughly on his dick, but you're eager for more, you want him deep into your core where he belongs, if only he would allow you to take him all in already.

_ "Taishiro, I don't want it slow, please.." you claw at the large hands cradling your butt cheeks, rolling your hips impatiently while whimpering each word.

_ "As you wish princess."

Your eyes pop out of your head and your breath gets caught in your throat as he plants you mercilessly on his penis, the smooth head kissing your cervix with one single thrust before retrieving to the tip as he easily picks you up again.

His husky growls are mixed with your broken moans as he slams into your heat repeatedly, setting an unforgiving pace like you've requested.

_ "Would you look at that, I can clearly see myself moving inside you babe, can you feel me? Right here." his warm palm covers the bulge peering under your flesh, while the other engulfs your bum more securely to bounce you harder on the shaft reaching your gut.

_ "I can.. I can feel you so.. so deep inside." you place a shaky hand on top of his own as words leave your mouth in a slur, the thrilling sensation of his veiny cock rubbing against your insides is heavenly, a sensation that's building up gradually in every fiber of your being.

_ "You're so warm and tight, I want to fill you with everything I've got." he latches on to your neck as he groans, sucking on the soft skin right below your ear.

You can tell he's nearing his own release from the throbbing stiffness grazing your walls erratically, "do it Tai, cum inside me." you're close as well, striving to reach a blissful high together with him.

His long thick fingers slide down your belly and attain your tender clit, caressing the delicate cherry slowly while his thrusts maintain the same momentum.

A sudden gasp escapes you at the added stimulus, and a mumble of unintelligible utterances flow past your lips as the second wave of heat washes over your body and provokes an uncontrollable tremble that shakes you like a measly leaf in his titanic hold.

_ "That's it, that's my girl.. ah fuck! I'm cumming too.." the sound of his voice is rough, and his lunges are somehow harder and deeper than before.

You melt in his big chest and give in to the exhilarating sensation of being filled with his creamy seed, sloshing noises echo off the walls as he thrusts the overflowing semen back into your overstimulated core before finally coming to a halt with his cock still buried deep within you, "that.. was fun.." his eyes follow the half empty can of cream and the couple of strawberries left on the plate, while an innocent chuckle follows his words and a gentle kiss is placed on top of your head as you both strive to catch your breaths, "are you feeling well sweetheart?"

_ "Hmm yeah.. I'm tired though.. and sleepy." your eyes are slowly closing, and your body is already melting against his own.

You wish you could stay that way forever, in his affectionate embrace, safe, protected, and loved.

_ "You don't need to lift a finger gorgeous, I'll take care of everything."

[ardillarabiosa06]

Marco y Taishiro siempre soñaron con convertirse en grandes héroes, en luchar hombro con hombro, era algo que anhelaban, pero la vida nunca es como se espera uwu

Al menos les permiten tener visitas maritales, pero el no poder verse a diario ni convivir como los esposo que son es algo que les duele :'^)

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Dance For Me (Fatgum x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot)

"Can I give you an extra birthday gift, baby boy?"

Pairing: Taishiro “Fatgum” Toyomitsu x Black!Fem!Reader (Strangers to Lovers)

Synopsis: In which you give Fatgum the experience of a lifetime when his friends drag him to a strip club for his birthday.

Story Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Reader is Black-coded (but anyone can still read this); Reader is Fem; Reader is a Stripper/Pole Dancer; Fatgum in Skinny & Fat Form; Strangers to Lovers; Erotic Dancing; Stripping; Body Worship; Lap/Thigh Grinding; Foreplay; Dirty Talk; Deepthroating; Outercourse; Clothed Sex; Cum in Pants; No PIV Sex; Cum on Body; Scent Marking; Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: The happiest birthday to my maaaaan 🥰 Enjoy y'all! -Jazz

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Can you imagine Taishiro’s first time in a strip club? I’d imagine it’d be on his birthday.

Walk with me for a second, y’all.

Taishiro isn’t exactly inexperienced when it comes to women. He has had his fair share of girlfriends and hookups, but most of them have been short-lived due to his quirk. It gets tiring to keep himself in his skinnier form day in and day out just to please his partners, but he also knows that this form is the most aesthetically and physically pleasing to most of them. 

It’s sad that even he realizes it. Though he is loved by the public, it’s different in the bedroom and in romantic relationships. Because of that, he’s a bit hesitant to shift into his fat form around women he’s interested in. Because of that, he hasn’t done much dating or hookups. He just wouldn’t be able to handle rejection or humiliation for his body. 

His friends think he’s being stupid. “Do you know how many women out there would want to fuck you in any form?” Mirko asked him. “You just need to find them! They’re out there!” Hawks had chimed in, equally as certain that Taishiro could find the right woman. “Yeah,” he agreed. “And I know just where to find ‘em. Your birthday is coming up, right?” 

Taishiro looked at him curiously while he slurped down his ramen noodles. “Yeah, in about a week,” he replied. “Why?” Hawks just grinned at him, a secret glint in his eyes. Taishiro would regret not pushing the discussion further when he finds himself at a strip club with his friends a week later. Mirko, Hawks, and Yu practically drag him out of the restaurant to hit the club despite his constant protests and pleas for a trip to a parfait shop instead.

While, again, his eyes aren't virgins to the naked female body, he has never seen so much ass and titty in one place! Can you imagine that man walking into the club with his six-something-foot self? He stands out like a sore thumb among the crowd, catching the eyes of customers and employees walking about.

His eyes catch the jiggling of asscheeks on a bottle girl or the shaking thighs of a dancer on the pole wearing the skimpiest outfit he’s ever seen on a woman. He walks into the club his skinny form too. Though he isn’t afraid to walk around in his fat form, he usually opts for his skinny form in unfamiliar places. 

Unfamiliar places like this one. Standing among the dancers and purple lights, he feels like an alien on another world. He’s never been in a strip club before, so he’s pretty nervous. What do you even do here? Where do you put your hands? Do you ask the dancer for one? He feels stupid standing here with his friends, like a little kid on his first day of school. 

His friends push him to sit down in a secluded booth in the VIP section, immediately ordering a round of shots for them. “Time to celebrate your birthday in style, my friend,” Hawks says, smirking at him. “So how do you feel, big man? First time good so far?” 

Taishiro doesn’t want to upset his friends, so he plasters on a smile and say, “Y-Yeah! Totally good!” But deep inside, all he wants to do is go home. This isn’t for him. He probably won’t even get a dance. With someone as suave as Hawks, gorgeous as Rumi, and popular as Yu, he’ll be the last pick if not picked at all. But he still indulges in the shots sitting before him, grinning bashfully when his friends shout happy birthday to him. 

“So now you get to choose your dancer, ‘Shiro!” Yu excitedly proclaims, sitting next to Mirko. “So who do you want? Choose whoever and it’s on us!” Though it’s a kind gesture, Taishiro is still nervous as hell. He’s never gotten a dance before. Looking around, he blushes crimson at the sight of dancers tossing ass in their clients’ laps. Would he be able to handle such a thing? 

“I heard you’re lookin’ for a dance,” an enticing voice says above him. When he looks up and saw your pretty, brown eyes staring down at him, the entire room fades around the room. All that is here now are you and him. All the other people are gone.

He barely believes his eyes as he drinks you in––you’re wearing a sheer mini dress draped over your luscious, curvaceous body that exposes the tiny bra and thong set underneath. You paired the outfit with knee-high boots that he bets barely make you taller than him if he is to stand up. The lights illuminate your skin and glossed, plump lips that curl into a smile directed at him. 

“Hey,” you greet, chewing on your gum. “Fatgum, right? I know you. I’m a big fan.” Taishiro isn’t be able to speak, his tongue heavy and mouth dry. “He says thank you,” Hawks quickly says while Mirko and Yu laugh. “And yeah, he’s lookin’ for a dance. Would you maybe wanna fill that spot for him?” 

“It’s his birthday,” Mirko adds with a wink. “Treat him well.”

Your eyes, looking bigger with the lashes and mascara, tick from his friends back to Taishiro. “Of course,” you’d purr. “How could I not treat a pro well?” You then lean in across the table towards him, giving him a peek of your cleavage. “So what would you like, Mr. Fatgum?” you sultry ask the pro. “Would you like a dance from me?” 

Taishiro, once again, isn’t able to speak. He just nods, growing hard from your breathy, soft laugh. Out of everything he’s seen tonight, your laugh makes him rock hard. “Would you like the dance here or private?” you ask. “We’ve got private rooms behind the stage. They’re the champagne rooms.”

You wait patiently for his answer, acting oddly sweet for someone working in such an environment. You obviously know that this is his first time and be very understanding which turns him on even more. “Private,” he finds himself answering, earning a whoop from Mirko. A pleased smile curls onto your glossy lips as your hand found his, lacing your fingers together. “Then let’s go, big boy,” you purr, helping him out of his seat. 

His friends embarrassingly cheer him on as you lead him away to the champagne rooms. When he stands, he realizes that he does, in fact, stand at a head taller than you. You look like a munchkin compared to him. He follows, feeling robotic almost with his clanky legs and stiff joints. Everything moves in slow motion except for you two. He isn’t be able to tear his eyes off of your asscheeks jiggling and bouncing like jell-O in front of him, your long, curly hair swishing across your backside. His cock chubs against his jeans, desperate for release. ‘Not now,’ he chastises himself. The last thing he needs is to get hard here. 

You bring him into one of the clean, dimly-lit rooms with its mini-bar, private stage, and circulating sofa bed. The noises of the club are muffled, adding to the atmosphere. You let go of his hand and situate yourself near the pole, your heels clicking across the floor. As you walk, your ass jiggles, beckoning him forward for a squeeze. “Sit down and relax yourself,” you tell him. “This is your night, Mr. Fatgum.” 

Taishiro does as he’s told. He sits back against the couch cushions, his thick legs open and hands gripping his thighs in an effort to relax. “Taishiro,” he croaks out, clearing his throat. “Call me Taishiro.” 

You stop and look at him, your hair swishing over your shoulder. The smile that curls onto your lips fills him with butterflies. “Okay, Taishiro,” you agree, your name on his lips making him even harder. “So tell me what you want me to do.” Your hand reaches for the pole and as you grasp it, you bring your body flush against it. Your eyes, illuminated by the light, stare deep into his from across the room. “I’m all yours tonight, birthday boy.” 

Taishiro swallows hard, still nervous but also incredibly aroused. How is that you can seduce him without barely touching him or saying anything dirty? 

But he does tell you exactly what he wants you to do. He suddenly feels slightly more comfortable with the tequila setting in and the private room allowing him the space to breathe. “I-I just want you to dance,” he softly stutters. “I don’t care about the music. I just wanna watch you move.”

You smile for him, so pretty and sweet. “Sure, birthday boy,” you softly giggle. “Lemme just get the music goin’. You release the pole and walk over to the little stereo near the mini-bar and flip a switch. The music that begins to pump from the speakers would be soft and smooth, R&B-like. Taishiro knows he’s heard it before, possibly on TikTok. 

All other thoughts that aren’t of you go out the window when you begin to slowly strut over to the pole again, your eyes set dead on him. He especially chunks all other thoughts into the trash when you begin to move. You move perfectly to the music as if you’re made of it, your hips swaying sensually and hair swishing around your shoulders. Your eyes, two deep pools of brown, stare into his, never straying or looking away. You securely grasp the pole with both hands, one lower than the other, and gyrate your hips, making your ass jiggle enticingly to the beat. 

‘Fuck!’ Taishiro thinks, staring shamelessly at the jiggling fat. That thing that you’re lugging around should be illegal. Especially how you move it. It’s so hypnotizing the way it bounces and sways depending on the tempo of the song. When it’s slow enough, you wind and grind your thick hips suggestively against the pole, squatting with your legs open to give him a peek of the tiny cotton strip of your thong that hides the promise land from him. 

But when the tempo picks up, that ass is moving like it is made for him. He can’t keep his eyes off of the way your asscheeks bounce up and down and your thick thighs jiggle in time with your moves. You giggle to yourself as you bend over for him, causing your thong to sink deeper into your ass and make your cheeks look that much fatter. It suddenly feels hot in the room to Taishiro, uncomfortably so. He swallows every five seconds and shifts positions in his seat, trying in vain to ease the tension in his pants. 

He damn near loses his mind when you begin to finally break out the pole tricks. You grasp the pole with both hands and swing yourself around, your black heels dangling from above. He watches you, transfixed on the way you move like the wind is beneath your feet, the lights illuminating the muscles flexing beneath your luscious skin and body.

Every move you make, he is impressed and enchanted––splits; swings; backward bends. He loves it when you bend backward. There’s something about how you look when you’re in the air, your hair cascading down and your pretty face glinting in the lights. 

It’s like he’s watching a movie. He goes from sitting back against the couch to sitting up straight, eyes forward and lips parted in anticipation for your next move. His cock is damn near weeping at this point, pre-cum embarrassingly staining the inside of his boxers. He keeps his thighs closed because of that, not wanting you to see or notice his hard-on although he's sure you’ve seen plenty. With how you move, he knows you have. 

When the song finally comes to an end, you finally settle back down on your heels on the floor, effortless and skilled. Sweat glistens on your forehead, the bridge of your nose, and between your breasts where Taishiro finds his tongue wanting to be. You smile at him, proud of your work.

“You enjoy that?” you ask, out of breath. It sounds so sexy to him. He nods, too transfixed to speak. “I’m glad,” you laugh, secretly endeared by his cuteness. “That was all for you, after all.” 

Taishiro finally manages to snap some sense into himself when he realizes that you’ve stopped moving. The dance is over. ‘No,’ he thinks. ‘That can’t be! I want more of her.’

“Uh,” he stutters out, “s-so is my time here…over?” You raise a questionable eyebrow at him. “Do you want it to be?” you ask. He blushes rogue, adverting his gaze from yours. “Sorry,” he apologizes sheepishly. “I’m not used to this. I’ve never been to this type of club before, s-so I’m not sure how things work around here.” 

His eyes tick back to yours when he hears your heels clicking across the floor, getting closer and closer. His heart leaps when he realizes that you’re walking over to him. The lump in his throat grows as does his cock, hardening every second you grow nearer. Finally, you stand in front of him and hook a leg over his hip, his face now practically in your crotch.

“I was told to give you a dance,” you purr. “So that’s what I’m going to do.” You smile down at him, the idea of him being smaller than you makes him want to burst. “And plus, I want to. So would you like me to?” 

Taishiro is close to fainting as he stares up at you, not sure what’s happening but also liking it. “T-to dance for me?” he carefully asks. You slowly nod as the next song starts: “Body” by Summer Walker. “S-Sure,” he nervously replies. “I’d like that a lot.” A happy smile brightens up your pretty face like sunshine before you gently push him back to sit against the pillows. 

Then, without another word said between you, you dance. With your leg still hiked up over his side, you proceed to grind your hips into his face, staring down at him with hooded eyes as you do. Taishiro gets even more worked up with you up close and personal. You’re so close that he could pull your little dress up, your thong to the side, and eat you out if he wanted to…and he does want to. The urge to taste you is strong. But he won’t dare overstep your boundaries or violate the rules of the club. He’s sure that touching the dancers is a big no-no. 

So he keeps his hands to himself, balled up right at his sides. You then take your leg off of the couch and lower it before continuing your dance. Your hips wind before him, moving in one circular direction and then clockwise. You then slowly stand and turn around, your ass jiggling in his face when you bend down to touch your toes.

You then drop to your knees and proceed to do moves on the floor, hips circulating against the floor, your back arching sensually. The giggles that leave your lips are even more arousing. It means that you’re enjoying this. You like making him work up a sweat like this. His fists tighten, his nails digging into his palms from the force while his cock strains painfully against his jeans. He’s never been this horny in his life. 

He just about jumps out of his skin when you suddenly slide up between his thighs, your hands moving to run over his abs. “Such a nice body,” you coo. Your eyes sparkle as you stare up at him. “You can touch me, y’know. I don’t usually let my customers touch me, but I think I can make an exception for you.” You wink at him before standing and sitting down on his lap where you proceed to toss your ass back into his lap. 

Taishiro grunts as the softness of your plush asscheeks hits his groin, brushing up against his hard cock. But he doesn’t dare touch you. He can’t. He knows that if he does, nothing will hold back his fat form anymore. He can feel it pushing to be released, causing his body to tremble. You must notice too because you look back at him, your eyebrows knitted. “You alright, Taishiro?” you ask, sounding concerned. 

Taishiro grits his teeth as he smiles at you, doing his best to seem normal. “Yeah,” he assures you. “It’s not you, it’s all me. It’s kinda hard to feel…comfortable like this.” He hopes he thinks you mean that he’s just horny, but something in your face tells him that isn’t it. 

You pop off of him and twist around to face him, your hands holding his knees. “You don’t have to keep this up, y’know,” you giggle. “You can let go. I’m gonna judge you or anything for your other form.”

Taishiro’s eyes widen, wondering how you know just what the problem is. Can you see it on his face? Can you feel it in his body? Your hands begin to sneak up his shirt to reveal his big, toned body complete with a happy trail, chest hair, and two hardened, pink nipples. 

Taishiro groans as your nails drag against his skin, sending goosebumps in their wake. “I wanna see you,” you purr, your eyes hooded and lustful. “C’mon, big boy. Don’t hide yourself from me.” He blinks at you, shocked. A pretty woman like you is willingly asking to see him in his fat form? “A-Are you sure?” he asks, still uncertain. 

You suddenly stand, your smile fading. Without a word, you hook your leg up onto the cushion again and take his big hand in your tinier one. He lets you, mouth parted in disbelief when you suddenly press his hand up against your mound. He gasps when he feels the heat radiating from it and the wetness staining your thong. “Does this feel like I’m sure?” you ask breathlessly. 

He slowly shakes his head, watching his own hand stroke you through your underwear. His thumb is big enough to cover your entire clit which he finds rubbing in small circles through the wet fabric of your thong. A shuddery moan leaves your lips, making his cock turn rock solid. “Can I tell you a secret, Taishiro?” you softly ask, batting those pretty lashes at him. 

He dumbly nods, eyes lust-blown. “Uh-huh,” he softly murmurs. You lean in toward him, pressing your lips to his ear. “I’ve been like this ever since you walked into the club tonight,” you whisper. “I wanted to be the one to dance for you. Only you.” Your lips peck him lightly on the cheek, leaving a sticky ring of gloss in their wake. 

You then pull away to look at him where he sees nothing but longing and lust in them. “Can I please see you?” you sweetly ask, peering down at him with those big eyes and lashes. 

Taishiro doesn’t need any more confirmation that this is what you want. That he is what you want. “Anything you want,” he practically growls, unable to hold himself back any longer. He can already feel himself starting to shift and his cock beginning to leak through his jeans. Only now he doesn’t care to hide it. 

Right before your excited eyes, he shifts into his fat form. His body grows bigger and pudgier, his rock-hard abs and stomach growing into pudge. He is now all big and burly with thick thighs, rolls, and a gut. Though the muscle mass is still there, it hides behind his chubby body that your eyes roam over in absolute lust. It feels good to have someone so pretty and sexy see him in such a way and not shy away from him. In contrast, you look like you want a piece of whatever he’s bringing to the table. 

“Oh,” you purr, sliding your hands up his pudgy thighs. “Now there’s my big boy.” You pause, your eyebrows narrowing in concern. “Is it still okay I call you that?” 

Taishiro nearly busts right there. Your patience and sweetness is making him crazy! “Honey, you can call me whatever the fuck you want,” he groans. “Just please keep touching me.” 

At this, you giggle, pleased with his answer. You give him what he wants, trailing your hands and acrylic nails all over his body. You tweak and suck on his nipples, emitting soft groans and whimpers from his lips that he feels no embarrassing making. You drag your nails up and down his stomach, the slightly sharp feeling causing his skin to tingle. You pepper his skin in kisses, never shying away from any part of him.

You make him feel like a fucking king. You wound up between his thighs, kissing his lower stomach with your nails dragging across his thick, pudgy thighs. “That feel good, baby boy?” you coo. 

It feels like the air in his lungs is being constricted with how hard it suddenly is to breathe. The room feels too hot and tight, the walls closing in around him. But this has nothing to do with anxiety or anything close to it. It has everything to do with how horny he is. All he can think about is cumming all over your pretty face. “Y-Yes,” he whimpers. “S-So good.” 

You pause your kisses for a moment, confusing him. “Do you want more?” you inquire, looking up at him from between his thighs. His brows furrow in confusion and shock. “What do you mean?” he asks, hoping he isn’t mistaken by what he thinks you are insinuating. You couldn’t possibly mean… 

You stare up at him with a look that nearly has him creaming his pants, your long, faux lashes framing your pretty eyes. “I wanna taste you, Taishiro,” you purr. “I wanna know just what's hiding behind these jeans.” Your hand moves to palm his bulge through his jeans, emitting a grin from him. “I-I thought the dancers here don’t do that,” he stutters out. 

A humorous smile pulls onto your glossy lips. “Some don’t, some do,” you snicker. “It’s a rule to not engage in sex with customers, but the girls here gotta make some extra dough.” You lean your head against his thigh, the sight giving him some very unholy thoughts of him fucking your face. “Plus, I told you already that I can make an exception for you.” 

Your hand continuous to palm him through his pants, moving in slow circles and applying the right pressure––not to hard but not too soft. Taishiro leans his head back and moans, the sound loud and unabashed. “I can feel you already,” you moan. “You’re drippin’ for me, baby boy. That’s so hot.” He looks down, finding that his pre has begun to stain his jeans. But for some reason, he isn’t mortified; not with the lustful look in your eyes. 

You look up at him again, a sensual look on your face. “So can I give you an extra birthday gift, birthday boy?” you ask. Taishiro has never gotten his belt loosened so quick in his life. “So eager!” you laugh, helping him take his pants down to his ankles. He watches you loop your hands through his boxers, his body on fire. “Are you kiddin’ me?” he scoffs. “How can I not be with someone as beautiful as you?” 

You don’t reply to his sweet comment immediately. That’s because you’re too busy gaping at his cock when it is released from its prison. He is big, thick, and extremely hard. The bulbous, pink head drips in pre-cum which dribbles enticingly down his thick shaft where a couple veins throb under the tender skin of his cock. He keeps himself trimmed, each golden-blonde public cut short but curly like the hair on his belly and chest. From his cock hangs two heavy balls, soft, sinewy with blonde hair, and holding all the cum he has for you and you alone. 

He relishes in your gaze, feeling like the sexiest man in the world. “No,” you coo. “You're the beautiful one here, birthday boy.” You start by spitting all over his cock, causing him to groan at the sight of your saliva dripping over his shaft and balls. Then you begin to stroke him, having to use both hands because he’s just too damn big for one. 

Taishiro’s toes curl in his sneakers while his head tips back. “Shit!” he hisses, unable to hold back his choice words or sounds of pleasure. Your soft, tiny hands feel so good stroking his big dick. Every move you back causes his body to tingle, his cells to come alive from the pleasure you’re giving him. The lewd, wet sounds of your hands stroking his wet cock don’t do him any good either. He’s a lost cause. 

Especially when you finally wrap your lips around him. Taishiro’s eyes nearly bulge out of his skull the minute he feels your soft lips and wet tongue wrap around him, turning all kinds of tricks and skills on his dick. Flicking, licking, sucking.

“F-Fuck,” he groans, gripping the couch beneath him. He’s never been treated so well. You’re such a good little cocksucker. He blushes red at the nasty thought. He shouldn’t be thinking of you in such a horrible way! 

But the way you’re sucking on his dick and taking him in your throat is making him think different. You grip the base of his cock with one hand as you open your throat for him, taking him as deep as you can go. The gagging sounds that emit from your pretty throat nearly makes him cum, especially when combined with the way your throat tightens around him. So wet…so tight… He wonders if your pussy is this good too. 

He bets it is. He bets it has a tight grip like your hand stroking his cock with quick strokes that have the cum rising in his cock. He bets it’s just as wet as your throat, dripping saliva down his balls. He bets you’d moan so pretty and loud for him every time he plunges his cock into you, hitting that spot that’d have you seeing stars and your eyes rolling into the back of your head. He can feel your pussy now squeezing around him, urging him to cum.

“F-fuck, darlin’!” he groans, gripping the couch for dear life. “I’m gonna cum soon! You’re gonna make me cum!” 

You hum appreciatively, nodding your head. The way your head bobs causes his cock to brush against the roof of your mouth, sending tingles throughout his dick. “Cum for me, baby boy,” you urge, speeding up your stroking until his toes are curling and his thighs are shaking. “Cum all over my face.” 

You go back to eagerly sucking him off, slurping him down like it’ll be your last meal for a while. His balls begin to tighten. He can feel himself reaching his peak. But something stops him: the fact that you won’t be cumming too. Though your mouth feels good enough to burst, he knows his release would feel even better if you’re feeling good too. Call him a people pleaser. 

“No!” he desperately cries out. “No, please, don’t! I-I don’t wanna cum yet!” 

Hearing the desperation in his voice, you pop off of his cock with a wet “pop!”, saliva dribbling from your plump, bottom lip. Why not?” you ask, sounding utterly confused. It’s so cute. He looks down at you with hooded eyes and cups your chin in his big, strong hand. “‘Cause I wanna cum when you do,” he breathlessly replies. “I wanna make you feel good too.” 

You stare at him for a moment as if trying to piece together if he’s serious. He’s sure that you’re used to men who take what they want and leave you feeling unappreciated in your line of work. But not this man. He wants to give you every ounce of pleasure he can while you’re together. “Baby,” you giggle, looking touched by his need to please you too. But you deserve it. With the amount of energy it took to dance for him and suck the soul out of his dick, he’ll gladly give you the goddamn moon.  

Before you can agree (or even disagree), your phone suddenly beeps. You pull it out from inside your boot and groan in frustration at what waits for you there. “Shit,” you sigh. “I have to go on bottle service in five minutes. We don’t have much time.” You look utterly disappointed as you toss your phone to the side. 

You aren’t the only one. Taishiro would’ve wanted to feel your wet pussy and thighs on his face or even bend you over to fuck you silly until you came all over him. But obviously, that isn’t in the plan right now. “Then what do you want me to do?” he asks, eager to please you. He takes your hands in his, squeezing them. “I’ll do anything. I just wanna get you off too.” 

You smile at his eagerness, happiness lighting up your entire face. “Just sit there,” you reply. Taishiro obeys, staying put despite his throbbing, aching cock hanging between his thighs. He just about has a stroke when you take your dress off, revealing your bra and thong. He commits the outfit to memory. You then turn around and hook your legs over his lap, straddling him, his naked cock pressed up against your wet, fabric-covered pussy.

Slowly, you begin to rock your hips back and forth, riding his cock. He watches it slide between your thighs and across your asscrack, and back again to poke at that wet cunt that feels like an oven with how hot it is. You turn to face him over your shoulder, swishing your hair in the process. “Is this okay?” you ask breathlessly. “It’s not weird?” 

He knows what you want instantly and grasps your hips, pulling you closer. His cock pushes against your clit, causing you to whimper. “Fuck no,” he huffs. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

The more you roll those hips and grind that pussy down into his cock, the more he's starting to believe it. He can only imagine how this would feel if you moved your thong to the side, but he doesn’t have a condom and he isn’t sure if you’re on protection. He doesn’t care to ask. All he cares about is cumming and more importantly, cumming with you. 

His eyes drink in the way you toss your hair and ass around, loving how good you’re feeling. That ass is especially a sight to see. The way the thong digs into your asscheeks, making them look so plump and jiggly is almost too much. He can just imagine your ass bouncing like that while his big cock is inside of you, stretching you out. His hand is coming down to smack your ass before he can stop himself.

You gasp as the loud sound of his hand connecting with your asscheek fills the air. “S-sorry!” he immediately apologizes. “I should’ve asked first! You just looked so good.” 

His face grows hot, alarmed at himself. He’s never felt so feral for a woman before. But when you lean back and cup his face in your hand, he realizes that you’re much different. You’re a freak. “I liked it,” you whimper, pleaing with your eyes. “Do it again.” 

He obliges, bringing his hand down to smack your ass again. And again. And again. The sharp sound of his hand hitting your luscious asscheeks causes him to grind up into you, meeting the roll of your hips. Moans, gasps, and shuddery exhales fill the air as you both grind your bodies against each other, his wet cock sliding against your pussy. “Talk to me, baby boy,” you beg. “Please just say something!” 

Taishiro is happy to oblige. “You feel so good for me, darlin’,” he groans, his cock growing beneath your pussy the more you grind against it. “I feel so good I can’t taste this pretty little pussy. I wanna make you feel good too.”

You once again look behind you, letting him see those pretty eyes. “You are,” you whisper. “And you can taste me too.” You then move your fingers beneath your thong waistband where he can hear the sound of your wet pussy when you swish your fingers in it. 

You then take your fingers out, giving him a peek of your juices glistening on them. You reach back and he leans forward, immediately latching his mouth around your fingers to suck your essence off of him. He groans at your taste, his tongue swirling around your digits. You’re heavenly. “I taste good, Daddy?” you ask, smirking at him. 

He doesn’t know if it’s the taste of you on his tongue or if it’s the nickname, but something ignites in Taishiro that has him going completely off the rails for you. Suddenly, he’s leaning up and latching his arms around your body, holding your arms down so you can’t leave. A cute little squeak of surprise leaves your mouth that turns into a shuddery moan when his hips grind against your cunt harder, faster, urging you to cum.

“Sorry, darlin’,” he chuckles. “I just have to cum, and I want you to cum too.” 

He can tell from the way your body is tensing that you’re close. He leans in to your ear, his breath fanning across your face. “Can you do that for me, baby doll? Can you cum all over my thigh like a good girl?” His teeth nip at your earlobe as his cock glides across your swollen clit, causing you to cry out in pleasure. “Like my good little dancer?” he whispers. 

“Yes!” you cry out, your pretty voice bouncing off of the walls. “I’m gonna cum, Daddy! ‘M gonna cum!” You begin to babble as your release gets closer, your hips moving on their own. His one hand finds one of your breasts to play with, fondling it under your bra cup while he watches your ass grind down into his cock. “Me too,” he groans. “You’re just too much for me.” 

And you are. The softness and thickness of your body, the heat radiating off of your soaked pussy, and the way your thighs tremble against his finally takes him over the edge. “Take it!” he growls. “Take all of this cum, baby doll! My pretty lil’ dancer…” You whine in response as your orgasm takes over, making you shake and shudder against him. 

When you both cum, you cum hard. Loud moans of your release fill the room as you gush in your thong and Taishiro sprays his cum all over your pussy and thighs, creating one creamy mess. You continue to grind against his softening cock despite how much he moans and shudders at the feeling. “S-slow down please!” he begs. “S-So sensitive!” Relentless tingles course through his body as his orgasm rolls on, shocking him to his core. 

You laugh at his whimpers, poking your bottom lip out at him. “Sorry,” you giggle. “Hearing those moans are just so hot.” With a soft moan, you rise off of him, revealing how much he actually came. “Wow,” you laugh, shocked. “That’s a lot of cum, baby boy.” 

And how! His nut coats his thighs and pudgy stomach as well as your thighs, thong, and bra, dripping off of your skin.  “Oh, no, your outfit!” he gasps, mortified. “I’m so, so sorry! Can I pay for dry cleaning? How much is it? I’ll give you the money on top of your pay for the dance.” 

You begin to laugh at his panic, the sound like music to him. “Taishiro, it’s fine,” you say through a fit of giggles. “I can just wipe it off.” You walk over to the mini-bar and bend down, giving him a good view of your ass. You then retrieve some baby wipes from a drawer and hand him some to clean up with. Relief floods him when you wipe your cum off of your underwear and skin, nothing staining. 

“See?” you hum. “All clean.” You give him a smile that eases his nerves and fills with him a calm sensation despite what just transpired between you. A comfortable silence fills the air as you both dress yourselves, the sinful act of what you just did hidden. You then turn to him, pressing your hands against his chest. “Did you enjoy your gift?” you purr. 

His cock twitches at the memory of your thighs and wet cunt. “Immensely,” he sighs. “That was…amazing.” He puts his hands on your hips, bringing you closer. ”You were amazing.” 

He wants more of you. Much, much more. 

You lean your head forward, your nose brushing against his in a nuzzle that gives him tingles all over. “I’d wanna stay and snuggle, but I’ve gotta get back to work,” you sigh, sounding disappointed. You aren’t the only one. He really doesn't want this to be the last time he sees you. He’s never felt so free with a woman before, especially one that embraces his fat form. 

You look up at him, almost bashful and shy now. “I wanna see you again though. I’m sure as a pro, you’ve got your busy schedule or anything, but if you ever find yourself here again or–“ 

“Yes!” he practically shouts. He then retracts, blushing despite bursting with joy. “Yeah,” he calmly says. “I wanna see you again too.” He pulls away from you slightly, playfully teasing you. “But I think I’d need your number for that,” he chuckles. He eyes your phone across the room on the couch. 

You raise an eyebrow at him, playfully ticking your nail against your chin. “I don’t know,” you hum. “Do snuggles come with that?” For some reason, his cock twitches even more at the idea of cuddling with you. He smiles down at you, his hand gliding down to cup your ass. “Of course, darlin’. Don't you know I’m a seasoned snuggle professional?” 

You then smile brightly, giving him the impression that this is what you wanted to hear. After he slides his phone out and you put your number in for him, you stand up on your tip toes and press a sticky kiss to his cheek, signaling your departure. “Well, I’ve gotta get changed,” you announce. He releases you and watches you walk to the door, hating to see you go but loving to watch you leave. 

You turn to him before you open the door, a sexy smirk playing on your lips. “I’ll be seein’ you, birthday boy. And you’d better call me.” Taishiro smirks back at you, shoving his hands in his pockets as if that will hide his excitement. “I can try to work around my busy schedule for that.” 

You giggle at his playfulness and your hand goes for the doorknob. But you never reach for it. It pauses in mid-air as you gasp thoughtfully to yourself. “Oh, and I almost forgot!” You turn and skip back over to him, the cutest smile on your face as you do. 

Before he can take a breath, you’re grasping him and pressing your lips against his, promising more endless nights of this as his mouth glides against yours. Slowly, you pull away and smile at your glittery gloss now all over his mouth. “Happy birthday,” you whisper. 

Taishiro heart pounds against his chest as a smile crosses his lips too. His hand then reaches down into his pocket where he slips out a $100, crisp and clean. He slides it into your bra strap, emitting a bellied laugh from you. “Thanks for the gift,” he chuckles. 

THE END. 

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August 8: Happy Birthday to one of the Pro Heroes, ranked 58th overall, who took both Enjiro Kirishima & Tamaki Amajiki under his wing for their hero work in the Chie Hassaiki Arc, the My Hero Academia character of Taitshiro Toyomitsu, hero name “BMI Hero: Fat Gum”.

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are you okay? prompts, accepting!

@diisccvery wrote: 🩸 - Eijirou for his sensei 🫡

"heh, surprised you recognised me this time, kid!" toyomitsu widely smiles back when he sees the familiar head of red spikey hair enter his vicinity. it'd been so long since the hero fatgum had been reduced to his much skinnier form like this, it was a last resort in most scenarios. but today had left him with no other choice, if he hadn't, then not only his life would've been at stake, but civilians also. so what if he got banged around a bit, not every hero was invincible like the media portrayed them as.

"don't worry about me, i'm fine," the hero chuckles reassuringly, catching the concern in eijirou's eyes, single hand coming to rest on his shoulder. he's probably got a broken rib or two, earning a momentary cough and wince, but toyomitsu is quick to shrug it off. "i'm just glad nobody else got hurt, that's all that matters to me."

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Spicey Fatgum/Taishiro Toyomitsu fic ^°^)c god speed and I hope you have a good day!

Unvirgining Fatgum

A/n: Something very horny mixed in with feelings cause i love this character so much.

MDNI

W: Rookie Hero! Fatgum, Virgin! Fatgum, Gn! Reader, S/D themes, Hickeys, Biting, Cum Eating, Creampie, Snowballing

Taishiro prided himself in that he was a good person, maybe not the best, but he was a good person. He wasn't the top of his class nor was he anything impressive when it came to merchandising himself but he did know how to talk. He was friendly and he made sure to always put on his best smile for the public. It was useful to him, being nice meant people trusted him but it also brought on doubts about his ability to be a hero. He was still fresh faced and at 20 it meant that he was nothing but a Rookie when it came to heroics. He was still discovering everything he could do when it came to quirk too so he was truly a novice when it came to all of this.

He wished he could be higher up the ranks since it came with more opportunity and money, he was getting tired of eating microwaved meals and ramen. So when he got the chance to work alongside a more popular Pro, he took it.

He met you outside the police station while you were talking to Tsukauchi. You were a few years older him, a hero he had watched rise to a greater rank while he was still in school. He liked your style, the way you carried yourself in public. You set boundaries easily with people and didn't entertain the press to much. You were also a victim of his attraction. He liked you a lot. He often found himself fantasizing about you while he was attempting to complete reports. He remembered the first time you had met, you had waved at him and told him he was cute after he had asked you a question that had him blushing.

When he had privacy in his apartment he also found himself thinking of you as he took care of himself with the use of his hand or a pocket pussy. Your body, your voice, everything about you was perfection. Your features suit you perfectly and he couldn't help himself. He wondered if you would be gentle with him, if you'd take care of him when you guys have sex for the first time.

Working with you drove him up the wall but him getting the chance to go out drinking with you made the feelings he felt worse. He was 2 drinks deep and he already wasn't acting like his usual self. He couldn't help but watch you and perve on you. His usual subtle glances were now obvious and sluggish. He's sure that at some point he ended up licking his lips when you bent over cause you dropped something. He couldn't stop himself from lusting over you and he felt a little gross cause you were technically his superior. You had more experience, you where a few years older, you were more mature about things like this.

He thinks that's why he happily agreed to go home with you. He paid both of your tabs and you drove him home just how you had driven him to the bar. The moment the two of you made it into your apartment, you were both on each other. You took off his clothes, his uniform, and made sure to get him on his back on your bed. His mask was taken off and thrown somewhere on the floor all while you stripped sitting on his lap. You kissed, touched him, left hickeys on his neck, and had him moaning into your mouth and into the room. You had him cumming into your palm, shaking like a leaf as he held onto you looking for an anchor.

Taishiro's body felt like jello and he was sure that whatever little fat he still had left in him had melted away. When you gave him a break, he laid on your bed taking in what just happened. He loved it. Loved all of it. Your mouth and teeth on his skin, the scent of you and him mixed in the air. He liked laying in your sheets, red-faced and sweaty as you cooed at him asking if he wanted a drink or if he wanted to do it again.

He wanted more, to taste you, to fuck you, to have you call his name. And he did. You were filled to the brim with him, his dick pounding into you as he babbled on about how you were everything he wanted. You were his first. He was happy you were his first. He mentioned wanting to be yours to have you be his.

"This position isn't enough." He flipped you over, your face into the mattress that was damp with sweat and cum and buried himself deeper. You couldn't stop yourself from going crossed-eyed and screaming his name out like a prayer. He couldn't stop himself from cumming again, and again, inside you. The more he trusted the more cum came out and coated his dick and your ass and legs. The more he fucked into you the more he lost himself in the feeling.

By the end, he begged you to let him eat you. He needed to taste you and him, wanted to see if he tasted better in you. He relished in the taste of your skin, your sex, your body, his seed and your own release. He drank from you and made it his mission to stuff you full with his tongue next.

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I didn’t see him on your list of characters guide but would you ever do Fatgum for the Instagram series? If not feel free to ignore this! I just love him a lot!

I NEED TO UPDATE MY LIST OF CHARACTERSSS I SWEAR!! THIS IS LIKE THE SECOND TIME SOMEONE'S REQUESTED SOMEONE WHO WASN'T ON THE LIST BUT I DON'T MIND DOING :,((

anyways! thanks for the request!!

DATING TAISHIRO TOYOMITSU(FAT GUM) INSTAGRAM!

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instagram posts w/ comments while dating Taishiro Toyomitsu(Fat Gum)!

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y/nbakes · 13w

5.1k likes Liked by bmi.fatgum, t.amajiki

y/nbakes new bite-sized pies at the bakery! come on down and let me know how they taste! :D Tagged: sugarcoatbakery

t.amajiki /bmi.fatgum you wanted a new bakery to visit, right? bmi.fatgum t.amajiki wow amajiki! this is great! if only you could speak out like this during work hours, huh? t.amajiki bmi.fatgum you're so mean. this is workplace harassment

bmi.fatgum THOSE LOOK SO GOOD! I'M RUNNING! y/nbakes bmi.fatgum UH HELLO? I'LL SEE YOU SOON THEN, MR. FAT GUM!

bmi.fatgum · 10w

21.7k likes Liked by t.amajiki, redriot, y/nbakes

bmi.fatgum I've been going to sugarcoatbakery every day for two weeks now, they never miss! The food is so good!

Tagged: y/nbakes

y/nbakes AHH OMG! HELLO?? Thank you so much, Mr. Fat gum! I'm glad you enjoy the food my staff and I make! bmi.fatgum y/nbakes ANYTIME! YOU'RE SO TALENTED! y/nbakes bmi.fatgum you're too sweet :,) <3 bmi.fatgum y/nbakes I should be saying that to you, considering you're the baker! :D y/nbakes bmi.fatgum well, you're the one that eats all my sweets! you inhale everything sweet, sooo YOU are sweet! ^-^ bmi.fatgum y/nbakes whatever you say ;)

redriot OH HEY! That's the place you took Amajiki and me to! t.amajiki redriot yeah... I showed it to him and he's obsessed with goin now. only when the owner is working though bmi.fatgum t.amajiki AHAHAH WHATEVER DO YOU MEAN, TAMAKI!? t.amajiki bmi.fatgum I feel your glare through my screen and it's scaring me. I wanna go home.

INSTAGRAM DIRECT MESSAGES!

bmi.fatgum replied to your story: we should do that again buttt without Tamaki and Kirishima!!

y/nbakes: I would love to!! that'd be so fun :D

bmi.fatgum: sooo it's a date? Read 18:26

y/nbakes: SORRY I WAS FREAKING OUT Sent 18:32

y/nbakes: UH YES PLEASE! JUST LET ME KNOW WHEN???

bmi.fatgum: of course, I'll pick you up Saturday?

y/nbakes: YESYESYESYEYSES

INSTAGRAM DIRECT MESSAGES!

bmi.fatgum replied to your story: making me look big and for what :(

y/nbakes: taiiii you realize you eat my entire inventory during your patrols right ^-^

y/nbakes: no offense, but it is also kind of a part of your quirk!!

y/nbakes: besidesss it makes you strong, right? but I think you're already strong, skinny form or hero form!!

bmi.fatgum: you think im strong?

y/nbakes: well duh! why wouldn't I?

y/nbakes: you're not #58 for no reason, y'know? bmi.fatgum reacted "❤️" to this message

bmi.fatgum: thanks y/n :)

bmi.fatgum: are you interested in going out again?

y/nbakes: 1000000000%!!

y/nbakes: tonight was so fun <3

y/nbakes: thank youuu

bmi.fatgum: anytime! :DD

bmi.fatgum: how about a restaurant this time?

y/nbakes: id love that!

bmi.fatgum: great! I'll pick you up Tuesday night? y/nbakes reacted "❤️" to this message

y/nbakes: sounds perfect :)

y/nbakes · 9w

6.3k likes Liked by bmi.fatgum, t.amajiki, redriot

y/nbakes me and the newly-appointed boyfriend had an amazing dinner <3 (the flowers smelt soooo good!!)

Tagged: bmi.fatgum

bmi.fatgum our past few dates have been so fun, I'm so glad we're together!! <33 y/nbakes bmi.fatgum me too!! I'm super glad you came into my bakery and ate all those apple pies a month ago ^^ bmi.fatgum y/nbakes I'd do it again 100 times y/nbakes bmi.fatgum for me or the pies? bmi.fatgum y/nbakes both!! 🥰🥰

redriot wow, I dont think i've seen Fat Gum with portions that small y/nbakes redriot don't let the picture fool you!! (he ordered 6 different meals and 2 whole cakes) redriot y/nbakes sounds more like it! 😭😭

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