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magisteramentia · 1 year ago

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The Maid’s debt. Pt. 3.

Pt 1 - Pt 2 - Pt 4

It was hard for Cindy to look at Mr. Ramirez. He was never improper towards her. Always dressed sharp despite only working in his house.

He was a gentleman.

But still, all week, whenever she looked up from her laptop, all she could picture was how he could “discipline” Elizabeth.

It also fucked up her nights.

Barely getting any sleep as she recalled the image of the young maid getting flogged and spanked by the lady of the house. her hands tied, her exposed labia and clit and…

“Everything okay, Cindy?” Mr. Ramirez said from behind his desk.

Cindy nodded and produced a meek, “hmm?”

“You seem flustered,” he said getting up from his seat and approaching her.

Cindy could feel her blood coming all the way to his face. She had seen him get close to him, in her dreams, grabbing her arms above her head, pushing him against the books in the library.

And yet, Mr. Ramirez simply touched her forehead.

“You don’t seem to have a fever, but we better make sure.” He stretched. The light outside was fading while snow fell outside.

“Did you bring a change of clothes?” He asked as he peered out the window.

“Sorry?” Cindy said, her eyes wide as her mind shut down.

“For the night.” He said looking into her eyes. They were deep and dark. “The forecast was that there would be a lot of snow and I told you I might not be able to drive you, remember?”

Cindy tried to keep a poker face as she tried to remember what she had packed that morning.

Did she pack her pajamas and her old Scorpions t-shirt? Or did she pack the pink baby doll that she had bought on a whim last week?

There was no answer. She simply nodded.

“Good.” He said and went for the door, “I think Elizabeth will have dinner shortly. That’s enough for today, we can recover some time next week.”

Cindy sat in the chair and peered over the window overlooking the forest. The world was white outside, and yet she was burning inside.

“Melting.” She said to herself with a giggle followed by a frustrated groan.

She was a puddle in her underpants, and it was distracting. She was behind on her duties and despite the softness in Mr. Ramirez, she hated to disappoint him.

And worse of all, she would have to stay the night with them. Frustrated, and yet, just a few doors away from them.

Alone in the office, Cindy touched her chest. Maybe she could just walk up to one of those doors, open it, and wait for them to-

“Cindy?” Mr. Ramirez voice echoed.

“I’m coming.” She said. Fuck, She certainly wasn’t coming that night. She thought.

Dejected she joined Mr. Ramirez in a silent dinner, Elizabeth waited by the side, with her perfect maid uniform that hid a latex bodysuit underneath.

“Yes, Cindy?” Elizabeth said.

Shit, she had been staring at her. “Uhm, nothing, you look lovely tonight.” Cindy said.

Elizabeth smiled. “Why, thank you,” she lifted her hand and pulled her hair behind her ears, she was wearing a few piercings with chains that connected to earrings.

Cindy also saw for the first time, that under her white collar of a maid, she was wearing a leather collar, slightly out of place.

“Where is Mrs. Ramirez? Wont she join us tonight?” Cindy said trying to stop staring at Elizabeth with her cute, blushing smile.

Mr. Ramirez looked at Elizabeth and then at Cindy, he moved his head in thought, “she is currently indisposed. Maybe tomorrow morning she will join us for breakfast.”

And that was it. Elizabeth stood by the side, silent and perfect. Mr. Ramirez cleaned his plate and handed it to the maid for cleaning.

There was not a single improper movement. It was almost, normal.

Cindy handed her plate to Elizabeth.

“Good night, Cindy,” Mr. Ramirez said as he left the kitchen, “If you need anything else, please ask Elizabeth before she retreats for the night.”

Elizabeth audibly moaned.

Mr. Ramirez stared at her.

“Good night, Elizabeth.” He said.

“Good night, Master.” She said.

And with that he left.

Cindy was left alone with Elizabeth, once again. But she did not know what to do, her mind was racing. She knew their secret. She knew she was going to serve him tonight.

Her mind wandered.

Cindy coughed and dared to move.

“When he said anything…” Cindy said in a voice a bit louder than a whisper.

Elizabeth froze in place and gulped.

“Do you wish me to do anything for you…” She left the plates on the strainer, “Mistress?”

Cindy felt something warm grow in her. After a frustrating week she could barely hold it back.

She took two steps towards her.

“I can ask anything of you, is that right?” She said standing by the counter.

“Yes,” Elizabeth said looking at the floor, “Mistress.”

“If I told you to-“ Cindy began.

“As long as it’s before 9o’clock.” She interjected. “Then I have to retreat for the night.”

Cindy felt the warm grow in her, something like anger. “Don’t. Interrupt me. Understand?” She said, taking a step closer towards the maid.

“Yes, Mistress.” Elizabeth said.

Cindy smiled. “Good girl.” She said. Elizabeth moaned, her eyes fluttered. Cindy took note of that.

“If I told you to kiss me-“

Elizabeth closed the gap. Cindy returned the kiss, grabbing the maid by the nape of her neck. A kiss that tasted of the strawberry in Elizabeth’s gloss, and of the chocolate that they had as dessert.

Cindy grasped Elizabeth’s hair and pulled her back, breaking the kiss, gasping and moaning.

“I told you not to interrupt me.” Cindy moaned.

“I’m sorry, Mistress.” Elizabeth said shaking.

“Kiss me.” Cindy ordered.

“Yes, Mistress.” Elizabeth jumped to the order once again, kissing the young intern on her neck, opening her blouse.

She went lower.

“Grab me,” Cindy ordered.

Elizabeth’s hands went over her body, grasping and fondling over the clothes. The latex gloves were cold to the touch, but they were glossy and gave her a feeling like Cindy had never felt. She could get used to that feeling.

Moaning, Cindy led the maid down her body. Enjoying every second of it. She was wet. She was needy. And she also needed to undo her pants to have Elizabeth finger her.

Elizabeth kissed every inch of exposed skin in Cindy. Her cleavage, the small beauty mark just on top of her right breast. She unbuttoned her blouse and kissed her midriff, her navel.

She kept going lower, Cindy tried to pull down her pants, but the maid stopped her, “Let me, Mistress.” Elizabeth slid her latex clad hand under her pants, under her panties.

Cindy moaned.

Elizabeth’s fingers were cold at first, but slowly they felt warm. The latex was not exactly unfamiliar over her clit. It reminded her of her exes, rubbing their condom covered cocks on her clit.

But Elizabeth’s fingers were nimble, more dexterous, they danced over her pussy. Elizabeth breathed hard as Cindy moaned.

“Kiss me.” Cindy demanded, and the maid obliged.

The young maid kept pleasing her mistress, teasing her, she was just on the verge of the orgasm, tasting her lips, leaning over the kitchen counter.

“Fuck.” Cindy breathed as they broke the kiss.

“Fuck,” She repeated, as she thrust her hips into Elizabeth’s hand, “Fuck! Make me cum.” She ordered.

Elizabeth gave her a satisfied grin, “As you wish, Mistress.” And her fingers began rubbing her faster. Making small circles, pressing harder.

Cindy felt her body shaking, her hips instinctively grinding the air and the maid’s hand.

She was losing her breath. The stars were so close.

The grandfather clock chimed. The bells echoing nine times through the house.

Elizabeth froze in place.

She pulled out her hand from Cindy’s pussy, wet, she licked her hand and turned to leave. Her eyes were distant.

“Good night, Miss Cindy.” And with that Elizabeth walked into the dark corridors of the old house.

Cindy was left gasping, holding for her life the kitchen counter, half naked.

“What the fuck was that.” She said trying to catch her breath.

Her pussy was burning, and she felt pressure on her head. Frustration. Neediness.

“Fuck! Was! That!” She repeated as she tried to fix herself, rushing out the kitchen to follow the maid.

Elizabeth was going up the stairs already. But she didn’t walk into her room.

Instead Cindy saw that the maid knocked on the Ramirez’s door.

Mr. Ramirez opened the door, “Come in, Elizabeth,” He said.

“Yes, Master.” The maid replied in a sheepish voice and walked in.

Cindy tried to move as slowly as possible, her pants and blouse still open. The house felt chilly, but she was very warm and angry. Feeling like a live wire she walked up the creaky stairs and stopped just outside the Ramirez’s room.

She tried to hear for anything. There were some sounds, moving around. Muffled voices. But mostly, the silence of an old house.

Curiosity got the best of her. Cindy tried the knob on the door. It gave way and she opened the door just slightly, as quietly as she could.

Elizabeth was kneeling on the floor. Mr. Ramirez was standing by the side of his bed.

And Mrs. Ramirez. She was tied, blindfolded and gagged, a vibrator between her legs.

Elizabeth began to take off Mr. Ramirez clothes, beginning by his belt, the professor took off his tie and placed it over his wife. “I will be with you in a moment, dear.” He said, there was only a muffled response from her part.

Cindy also noted that she was wearing clamps on her nipples. How long had she stayed like that, kneeling on the bed, tied, teased and wet.

That towering woman, reduced to a lump of meat waiting to get fucked by her husband.

Cindy knelt on the floor, her mouth open as she watched Elizabeth pull over her Master’s cock from his pants.

“So, that’s what it looks like.” She muttered to herself, one hand going to her sensitive clit.

Elizabeth opened kissed him with reverence, it was almost like a ritual, licking him from below and waiting for him like he was her god. The moment he pushed the head of his cock down her, she closed her eyes and began to bob and lick him.

Cindy tried to follow their pace, flicking her clit as she watched Elizabeth get face fucked.

Mr. Ramirez grabbed the maid by her collar and pulled her up, he kissed her and threw her over the bed, next to his wife.

“You have done a good job this week, Elizabeth, you deserve a reward.”

“Thank you, Master,” She said, moaning and spreading her ass with her hands.

“Can you listen to this, dear?” He said, grabbing his wife’s head.

Mrs. Ramirez nodded her head.

“I’m going to reward her. Can you wait for me a little more?” He pushed his cock inside the young maid’s ass. Elizabeth moaned.

Mrs. Ramirez struggled against her bindings but nodded in defeat.

“Be a good girl and help her a little bit,” Mr. Ramirez said and led Elizabeth’s head between his wife’s pussy.

Cindy stared at all of this, she was so close, she wanted to cum. But she could not dare. She wanted to, she wanted to.

She released a soft whimper.

Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked towards the door.

They stared at each other for a second. Then the maid winked at her just before her Master slapped her ass, “Eat her.” He said and Elizabeth closed her eyes once again and devotedly licked Mrs. Ramirez pussy.

Cindy stopped moving. She saw her. Elizabeth saw her and she had broken one of the rules of the house.

She crawled back to her room, silently, trying not to make a single sound over the wooden floors.

Finally she closed the door and rushed to find that gift Elizabeth had left the first time she showed the room.

She had seen them. She had broken one of their rules.

Cindy turned on the vibrator and pushed it against her clit.

She had seen them, their intimacy, their life behind the closed door. The way Elizabeth served them. The way she was punished.

She turned the vibration harder.

The way they had punished Elizabeth that first night after she broke that rule, getting spanked.

And his cock. His cock fucking her pussy.

Cindy pushed the vibrator against her clit, making her shiver, finally breaking her orgasm through her whole body, laying against the door, shaking as she squirted all over the floor.

Cindy gasped and convulsed as her orgasm receded. She needed to be punished.

Surely she was going to be punished.

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brassybrablog · 1 year ago

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noro-noro-noro · 1 year ago

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anyway before I put together smth to eat what did I dream about..?

part of my dream was a dream about sleeping. except I was in my room at mom's house at around 7pm when the sun was just about freshly down but not dark yet everything was blue there was the neighbors kid maybe 5-7 years hanging out doing SOMETHING in the corner? some kind of computer game he wanted to show me...? idk. i was trying to sleep. until he told his mom that I was sleeping instead ot watching him & I was like well I can't look bad to the parents I guess so I got up I don't remember what he was playing. I think it was a turn based game for kids mouse controlled only. who knows.

then later, something about going upstairs from my room to a spaceship? or maybe I went downstairs.maybe it was just like a higher tech lab, but not high tech in an everything is white way but more how you'd see a kids lab from like an older movie. like spy kids maybe. idk lots of round flared designs, Windows that bulged out aand were like thick green or orange or purple. kind of like a kids playground at mcdonalds or something. I miss those they just don't let you do those anymore in your 20s.... anyway. indony remember much of the lab. some omega striker characters were there. I remember estelles new skin + atlas + Luna, & I think atlas got gravely injured stabbed or shot in the lung maybe body blocking for his sister ? Juliette was there too. and shenhe.. anyway he tried to heal himself but it wasn't working, so he used the lab to pit himself into stasis. luna didn't totally get it - not sure if she was in denial (considiering the loss of both their parents) or if atlas shielded her from knowing just how badly he was hurt. Julie & shenhe left briefly on some kind of travel pod to go to the nearby outpost or planet or something to explore to look for resources, but as soon as they left they messaged back again sounding haggard like thank god you're still here & it turns out there was a time anomaly related to where they were going. it brought back someone's grandma who'd come to visit us as a teenage girl.

that's where my dream memory ends but as long as im slightly mentioning omega strikers i think that purely from a character design standpoint kazan is really meh. 2/10. hater shit below

his outfit just looks bad. on his splash art they wanted him to look crazy so they gave him anime shading around the eyes but on his model he just looks like he's wearing a solid black mask. and his giant earring tassels thst look like extensions of his hair are weird, and I think his outfit is really bland it's just a black long jscket shirt over orange pants & it's all got triangles on it. idk maybe they dressed him plainly to emphasize his umbrella more & I guess it's cool they're shaking traditional umbrella fighter stereotype by not making him noble or refined it or a classy gentleman or whatever, but he's just like the joker of violence. his kit is ok it's cool he can change stances but I'm just talking from an appearance standpoint. he is ugly and his outfit sucks!!!

at least with other characters I don't like the appearance of as much either, like their personality jumps out at you immediately. Estelle's outfit with the giant shoulders cape & the skintight bodysuit is like yes this is a woman who's proud of herself and knows she looks good. kai is kai. he's got the swaggy over the shoulders jacket and a relatively plain outfit underneath. this also tells me a lot about him. even atlas 's base skin is like ok this guy is sturdy, reliable, also sciency, he's even got all the constellations inside his sleeves. i like atlas but his bsse skin is only ehh to me.like you can tell from looking at him what he's like.

and the main thing about kazan that conveys anything to me is that he stands like a crazy person on the select screen and hes doing finger guns to his head in his splash art. no drip at all. even rasmus has "young scientist" vibes.

i play with voice acting off also. I don't want to hear any of them talk. i did see that scaramouche's VA was kazan, so that's another point for him though. pat pedraza did a great job with scara. ok the end

#dreams

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melodiclights · 5 years ago

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jk jk... unless...?

#plague doctor #plague #plague doctor oc #artists on tumblr #digital art #melodiclights #is this awful? yes!#yes it is #I spent too much time on it and there's stuff I can still improve on #BUT #I am proud of the small details so YEEHAW #also yes they are wearing a bodysuit underneath the shirt #to protect themselves from the fleas

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hawksugarbaby · 3 years ago

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Kirishima x reader- Freezer burn

Fluff

Quirk info: you have fire breath, you're always too warm because there's literally fire inside of our body. It also means when people are close to you they're really warm to, you're pretty much a radiator.

"Bro... (y/n) is eating a popsicle" Kaminari muttered to Kirishima who was unable to peel his eyes away from you no matter hoe hard he tried. "I know bro" is it wrong to be looking at her like this, I can't look away she was just perfect and- *crunch*

The boys watched in horror as you bit off the top of the popsicle and there was a very audible screech from the middle of the courtyard you and your classmates were in. you thought someone was hurt so you instinctively whipped your head around to see where the noise came from but instead, you saw sero and kaminari dragging Kirishima away to the door with bakugo holding the door open and signalling like a marshaller to hurry up and get him out of the courtyard. You shrugged and continued to much on your popsicle and made a mental note to ask Kirishima about it later.

Kaminari sat him on the couch and sat down next to him and handed him a water bottle. Bakugo knew something needed to be done, he wouldn't sit there and let his friend suffer, he stormed up to the boys and stood in front of them "OI, you need to fucking get it together shitty hair. You might as well just ask her to suck your dick dude" Kirishima choked on his water, most of it landing on his vest "BRO! I- I don't want that I just want her to... be my girlfriend and stuff you know" he said rubbing behind his neck in embarrassment "hey if it makes you feel better, think of how todoroki feels, midoriya's wearing leggings and I'm pretty sure he deepthroated that popsicle" he said though not really helping the conversation. "Why can't I just be normal around her?" he asked burying his head in his hands "just fucking go back outside and be yourself" bakugo reasoned, this time with some much better advice.

While this conversation went on inside the house you realised it was getting hotter, originally you had come outside in a white bodysuit and (f/c) shorts and a hoodie. to begin with, you had sandles on, but you had to take those off, your hoodie was who knows where and you were standing in the fountain as if it was a waterfall accepting the fact that you were being drenched with cold water, but you were still too hot. You had been through at least 4 popsicles so far, todoroki had already tried to help as much as he could but to no avail and as the sun climbed higher into the sky the temperature went up also.

"Fuck this" you shouted and ran back into the dorm not realising that your white bodysuit was pretty much see-through by now. You sprinted past the boys on the couch to the kitchen and there it was your lord and saviour... the freezer. You wandered round to the commons and asked, "hey who wants to help me get in the freezer?" they looked at you with confusion and 3/4 boys looked in the other direction while Kirishima turned the colour of his hair "d-do you want t-to change your t-shirt first?" he asked and you looked down realizing everyone could see what was underneath your top "oh no I'm wearing a bra how unfortunate, Kiri help me get in the freezer!" you said pulling him up from the couch and dragging him to the kitchen "(y/n), no I mean if your shirt's wet and you're in the freezer you'll get hypothermia" he pointed out, even though that certainly wasn't what he meant but he didn't want to be rude.

You stopped realizing he had a good point "then I'll just take it off?" you said and walked towards the closest bathroom "NO (Y/N) THAT'S NOT MUCH BETTER" he shouted after you making you stop again, he looked around for a better idea and suddenly a small lightbulb appeared above his head (in his mind) "here take my vest" he said pulling it over his head and handing it to you, he had no issue showing his abs off. Your face lit up red at the sight of his gorgeous body and you took the vest and sped toward the bathroom.

You came back with his vest on which covered your shorts since you were a fair bit shorter than him and... another popsicle? "Where did you even get that!" Kirishima asked questioning how you could have got a popsicle "hun I keep popsicles all over the dorms, I'm not going to suffer if it's a hot day" you said continuing to suck on the (f/f) popsicle not realising what it looked like to him. "Um (y/n), d-did you take your bra off?" he asked noticing there was no band showing at the back of the vest (y' know how you get those vests with the really deep backs?) "well yeah that was wet too so it just made sense," you said, making a good point 'okay Kirishima calm down. Your crush is wearing your vest, without a bra, and eating a popsicle... I wonder how far- NO'

The brilliant thing about the freezers in your dorm was how big and empty they were, you were teenagers, after all, you weren't going to put very much effort into making food so that freezer was never more than a quarter full. "So what's our gameplan here?" he asked looking in the freezer and putting down a blanket to make it slightly more comfortable for you "lift me up, and put me in the freezer, but leave the top open so I can breathe," you told him the plan and he nodded "okay 3, 2, 1, go," you said and clutched to your boxes of popsicles. he picked you up by the waist and placed you in the freezer and you sat down taking in the cold air, he looked over the side and smiled "care to join me kiri?" you asked patting the spot next to you, he thought for the second and his conclusion was, what's the worst that could happen? He vaulted over the side and landed like a gymnast in the freezer and sat down next to you.

You both sighed and shut your eyes letting the cool air surround you. The good part was that neither of you would absolutely freeze because you yourself were always too hot anyway, and you kept Kirishima warm also.

"why did you get dragged out of the courtyard earlier?" you asked checking off your mental note to ask about it and sitting in the freezer together seemed like the perfect time to ask about it "o-oh um there was- there was a wasp" he said lying through his pointy teeth. you unwrapped another popsicle and shook your head "the manly red riot is scared of wasps?" you asked offering him a popsicle that he pushed away, the way you said his hero name sounded so much better than the way he did "uh, yeah just. Don't like them. Too buzzy" "but you're fine with bees?" he looked at you with surprise, how did you know he liked bees? "I never said I liked bees" he pointed out and you laughed "Kiri yesterday you went out into the courtyard specifically to, and I quote 'water the flowers so the bees are happy'" you said remembering him walking around in a short-sleeved flannel with a silver watering can "how do you know what I said?"

you didn't feel like telling him you got distracted from your studying because he was taking care of the bees so instead you changed the subject slightly "it's the popsicle isn't it," you asked pointing to him with the frozen goodness in your hand "w-what gives you that idea?" he asked looking away "hm just something about how you keep looking at me when I eat one and you grimace every time I bite it?" you point out looking at him even though he wouldn't look back, no answer "if you want me to suck your dick just ask dude" "WHAT" you laughed at his response and it took you a minute to calm down "I'm kidding I'm kidding," you told him and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Yeah it's the popsicle," he said folding his arms across his chest "you could've just told me how you felt dummy. You know that right" you said poking his cheek with the newest popsicle stick "well (y/n)... I like you like I really like you like I want you to be my girlfriend kind of like you" he said confidently. "I like you too, and I will happily be your girlfriend," you told him and leaned your head on his shoulder "you're really hot" "why thank you" you laughed knowing that wasn't exactly what he meant but the compliment still stood.

BONUS CONTENT

"So how far down can you-" "KIRI!" a silence fell between you "...Full thing" and he looked at you with surprise "wanna see?" "YES"

Part 2 here

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woahajimes · 4 years ago

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rate all wonder girl uniforms (cassie's)

YES 100000/10 BEAUTIFUL LITTLE GIRL WITH HER WIG AND THE SANDALS SHE STOLE AND HER SKATEBOARD GOGGLES AND HER GIANT T-SHIRTS AND JEANS THAT SHE PROBABLY RIPPED AND A WONDER GIRL TSHIRT THAT WASN’T EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE AN UNIFORM BECAUSE SHES JUST A FANGIRL YES YES YES and the VEST and the JEANS AAAAAAAAA you know I love how the shorts she wears at that point are completely inconsistent like I promise you that I saw her in a panel once with like orange biker shorts with red stripes on them its beautiful.

I really like this one even though its like that small step into changing her character BUT???? the red biker shorts??? THAT ARE COMFORTABLE???? THE LEATHER JACKET THAT MAKES HER LOOK BADASS???? the kneepads for volleyball (or maybe skating idk i know that she skateboards so they’re probably for skateboarding) that her mom most likely forced her to wear??? the WIG??? with the BANGS??? BUT HER SHORT HAIR UNDERNEATH??? MWAH 20/10

this was in the sins of youth run where she was aged up, and i really like the commentary she makes on wonder woman’s suit and how it’s really not HER and she hates it (but they had switched costumes because, uh, 15 year-old diana didn’t exactly fill out the suit (cassie told her this and diana was like “it’s not like YOU fill it out either” sdlfjfhgf i love them), but I do like how this Cassie is really how i imagined cassie growing up (look at her short hair!! all those muscles!!! AHHHH!!!) 059340753849984584/10 i love her

this one just happened for ONE issue, in which cassie was feeling bad because she wasn’t as feminine as the other girls at school, and the girls at school would make fun of Wonder girl because she had “long legs and ugly hair and blah blah blah” so cassie decided to change her whole look because she also liked kon, and it somehow got in her head that kon would like her more if she dressed like ‘kon’s type’ and anyways it makes me really sad how she felt the need to change her looks because of the girls at school :( OH BUT THEN things went really nice with kon, but not because of the outfit and anyways they had this really touching moment and it also shows how much of a softie kon actually is and how he’s not superficial and stuff here’s the link to the post i made (it just has the panels and some rambling but so you get the idea).... 4/10 while i really dislike the outfit in general cassie was just vulnerable...

eh, not my favourite. I’ll always be biased by the fangirl shirt and the kneepads BUT i do like that she has a jacket still poor bby she’d get cold 8.5/10 (jeans??? really??? the whole point of biker shorts was that they were comfortable to like. kick in) BUT I DO LIKE THE PIGTAILS AND THE LITTLE NECKLACE!!!

okay listen i KNOW that i just dissed the jeans but I LOVE THIS OUTFIT!!! those jeans do look waaay too hard to kick ass in but i like the shirt and the color scheme and how she has TWO shirts, one with short sleeves and a tank top (i think it’s a tank top, i know nothing about clothes sdslkjfs). What i mean is that yes 9/10 i’d wear this but also it’s a nice look on cassie (now, if the cassie on the first picture (like waaay up top) would wear it, that’s something else yk? but point is i really like this one)

I like this one, although i really don’t like the BANGS hhhh... and also those jeans look way more uncomfortable thatn the last ones even though i think they’re the same??? the shirt looks nice and she does look a whole lot more mature so like 6.5/10 she’s wearing heels now ? !

NO NONONONO NO NO NONONONO IM SORRY TO EVERYONE THAT LOVES THIS OUTFIT but i cant look at it for long it just... hurts my eyes to see her character and costume design just... so badly done.. first of all those are like... skinny jeans??? leather pants??/ i have no fricking idea but i do know that they’d roll down every like two steps and also she wouldn’t be able to even SIT like that much less kick ass... the shirt is a disaster i just.... why why wh wywhywwyhwh WHY.... the hair looks... really unnatural and i can’t- the BANGS oh my god anyways -10/10 :)

eh, they’re better than the last one (obv) but like is she wearing a bra sdlfkdshjd ALSO THE UH what is that on her shirt is it like a bird anyways LIKE WHY DOES THE DESIGN WRAP AROUND THE CHEST LIKE THAT WHO GAVE HER THAT SHIRT also the best and the gigantic star on the side????? her hair’s loose so that probably gets in her mouth a lot idk 5/10

now this is new 52, and you guys are probably going to block me for this BUT i really like the uh concept of this suit, the whole bodysuit with the armor and its RED, cassie’s colour!!! while the neckline could do a lot better (and maybe we should get her a hair tie or a bandana or maybe we should like cut her hair while she sleeps), this suit could sorta constrast donna’s troia costume?? the starry one (or the wonder girl one, even), but yeah i like this one 7/10 we’d have to fix a few things yk?

THIS!!! i have no idea where the suits came from but i really like that one okay i won’t rate it but the idea is there i love it look at her! (also kon looks cute af)

I DONT EVEN!!! BEGIN to understand what the hell this outfit is supposed to be oh my god. I’ve got down: sneakers, long socks OVER leggings with stars on them UNDER the shirt and her metal arm band things. her loose hair and a black headband and that’s all i know for sure.

The shirt seems to be either a tank top OR a long sleeve shirt (it’s been drawn as both and i can’t figure it out), and her jacket/sweater is either a zipped hoodie OR a brown leather jacket and i don’t understand because she’s supposed to be in COLLEGE!!! she’s starting college next fall and she walks around in that kdsfjskjgdgkj GUYS this isn’t cassie sandsmark im so sorry cassie sandsmark was a fasion disaster but she looked GOOD sorry 2/10

#cassie sandsmark #wonder girl #send me an ask!#anonymous #wonder girl ii #new 52 teen titans #teen titans #young justice

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kuwurapikaaa · 4 years ago

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Candlelight || Chrollo x Reader

Title: Candlelight Spider Leg!Reader || Plays during York New arc One-shot || Genre: Smut || Angst Pairing: Chrollo x Reader Summary: In the middle of the night, (Y/N) found herself entangled in the web of the spider. Warning: Sexual content, Age Gap Word Count: 3,660 Note: This story is cross-published in AO3 and Tumblr. Yes, my next fanfic would be another Kite fanfic after that, it would be a Jotaro fanfic. I like supplying content for underrated HxH characters. I am currently on a blast right now and I can’t just stop at this point. I am also getting into a new fandom so it is a more of an excuse to my followers who only saw me write hxh fanfics lol

In one hasty night, just like any other night. (Name) was carrying a candle and a stack of antique books to the head of the phantom troupe's room. Putting his books back to his bedroom became somewhat a routine for her. - Today seems like just like any other night.

She just secretly reads his books. Steals five of them, but always, puts them back on their shelves as if nothing happened. As she opened the door, put the books in their respective places, to her surprise, Chrollo was wide awake. The candle's warm light illuminating his handsome face as he held a book with his left hand. His legs were crossed as he sat on a wooden chair. He's probably unable to sleep tonight.

He looks so hot and bothered. - She thought to herself as she bit her lip. She never had many wanton thoughts. It was rare for her to have those. She has been thinking about him since she read that one book that had a character that looked like him. She had been crushing on him since she joined the spiders.

At first, it was simply admiration, but right now, it’s a crush. - Chrollo made her feel like a schoolgirl hiding her feelings in front of a much older and hot guy. It’s like a junior falling in love with a senior trope, yet again.

The vision is something to admire. He looked ethereal at his current stance. His hair wasn't combed back like it did on most days. His ebony hair was a bit messy right now. He also doesn't wear his earrings, which is a surprise. Yet, said view also gave the young woman an eerie feeling about it.

Number nine bit her lip. Trying to make as little noise as possible. She is trying to avoid Chrollo seeing her so late at night. Just as unlucky as she is, the books fell. It was heavy and her arms were tired carrying it from her room downstairs to his room 2 floors higher.

A loud thud was heard as the heavy leather-bound books fell on the cement floor of their base. Chrollo's attention was right at her. He closed his book. Fate is sealed. Fuck. He heard me. - She thought to herself, biting her lip harder. She tried to leave the candle on the floor and picked the book up.

(Name) is an enhancer. A simple person and a horrible liar. At this point, she doesn't know what to say to her leader. She was speechless. As if words were stolen from her mouth. "(Name), you're still awake." He was shocked to see that anyone was still awake at this time of the night.

She looked into her watch. "I know it's already one in the morning. I just came to return your books." She smiled at him. She tried to make an impression on him. Since she is just a new member, it would be stepping over boundaries if she tries to have her usual boisterous speech.

"So you're the one sneaking and reading my books?" He asked as he went near her, she froze. Her body tensing each step he took. She nodded and swallowed thickly. Although she sees nothing is wrong with that, she could be wrong.

"I'm not angry at you, (Name)." He told her with his charming voice. He was looking at her in the eye. She avoids his gaze like it's the plague. But there's no escaping now. He's now against her as her body pressed to the bookshelf. The two lit candles in the opposing sides of the room and the pale moonlight was the only thing that was giving light to the scene.

His arms were around her. She was quite flustered. She never got in scenes like this, ever. It was rather her first time being in something like this. She doesn't know what to do as she is wrapped around the devil's fingers. The man was devising. It's hard to distinguish his genuine affection for his fake one.

Yet here she is, throwing herself into this. She knows what she's going to get, and it's something less than tasteful.

"Don't be ashamed, beautiful." Once he said that (Name)'s blush only deepened. Nobody has gone this close to her. Just by his voice, she can feel something underneath her panties. It was an unfamiliar feeling for her.

"Since you're here, I want you to take care of something." He continued talking. Then he went near her lips and sealed a kiss. His lips were surprisingly soft. She was shocked by his advancements. No one has ever done that to her. Her eyes were wide open. She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders as the kiss deepened. She didn't even bother to fight it.

Since day one, she always had feelings about him. He made her feel things she otherwise couldn't feel. Yet, it's a secret she kept for herself. Falling in love with the spider head is the best way to ruin the troupe. "I don't think this is right." She said immediately after the kiss broke.

Still as charming. - Chrollo breathed, his gaze still locked to hers. He can just look at her like this the whole night if something isn't bothering him. Her gaze drifted south and what she saw shocked her. Chrollo's junk seemed bigger. - Not that she's looking at it all the time. She'd be bashful and hesitant if ever caught doing so.

"(Name)... Don't be so shy." He said to her in such a hypnotic voice. His playful hands removed the velcro on the nape of her neck. Her backless shirt was freed. Her silicone bra remained. She ended up being very flustered by his actions. - Speechless in fact.

Chrollo removed the silicone bra right away, he threw them in the ground. Her halter bodysuit remained as it was in her underwear. Her breasts now were out in the open. She was frozen, shivering. With the mixture of the cold air and the shock she is feeling, she couldn't move at all. He tucked her hair on her ears as he went down to her. His beautiful purple eyes were looking at her as his hands were pressed on either of her sides. They were near her bosom. Slowly brushing against them.

It is almost tickling her as it goes higher up into her sensitive nipples. His thumb encircling the area. She was shivering at every touch. With the cold air and his warm touch, it was truly a recipe for disaster. She was having goosebumps.

"Danchou... Please be careful. This is my first time." When (Name) said that his eyes were wide open. He was shocked to hear that a woman like her is currently experiencing her first time. - Secretly, no, openly, Chrollo likes it that his partner is a virgin. It's like he's twistedly religious. He would like to teach and somehow shape them.

"I will." He said with a smirk on his face. He unbuckled his belt and removed his black pants along with his underwear. Her eyes went wide as she saw his huge length right in front of her. It was long, and a bit thick. Probably seven inches long. It was standing and hard.

"Knees down." He ordered (Name). She kneeled to the cold cement. Then, he switched their positions. He was now the one against the hard wooden bookshelf. She had no idea what he was going to do to her. Then, he aligned his cock on her small mouth. She took it eagerly.

Her head was going back and forth as she tried her best to cover his length. It was long and could choke her. She was barely halfway into his shaft. Then, Chrollo all of a sudden, he pulled your head to his cock. Tears were dripping down her face as her eyes widely opened. She gripped her hands on his hips as she continued sucking him.

He was amused by how she was bobbing her head back and forth. Her cherry-colored lips surrounding his long length. He can hear sounds of her choking as she was struggling to get into the end of his shaft. She tried her best to cover the whole area.

His cock was reaching the back of her throat. Her right hand reached for his balls. Stroking it at the same time. - It was unfamiliar territory. He continued growling and gripping onto her hair. It was obvious that she was a virgin. She lacked many facets. In other words, she doesn't have any technique. "Good for someone who did that for the first time." He smirked at the young girl in front of him.

He pulled her off from his cock. Drool connecting her mouth and his length. She was quite flustered, avoiding Chrollo in the eye. Then, as he withdrew, he held her hand and went to the chair he used to sit in. "Come here." He said in such a soothing voice.

As soon as it was said, she followed suit. She was flustered as he could see her naked body properly in this area. Minutes seemed like hours. The only indicator of time was the candles placed everywhere in the room. The white candles slowly melted.

He held her legs as he started kissing her lips again. He stroked her back. She felt a bit ticklish as he started going to her neck. Doing butterfly kisses before finally sucking in the sensitive spot. She gasped and mouth left agape, he marked the area near her flower tattoo. It's sure to bruise up. Just as he was doing that, he was also groping on her sizable bosom.

Then, he pulled her leather pants down along with the rest of her stripe bodysuit. Her slit is now on display. Looking at it, she was rather well-groomed. Her pubic hair was well-trimmed.

She removed her stilettos along with her pants as she threw all those items in the same place as her silicone bra. She was flustered as she was already naked. Her spider tattoo in her left leg was showing. She was number nine. "Keep your shoes." He whispered to her. She wore her shoes again as he continued caressing her legs.

Then, he switched her position. She was now facing the bookshelves again, he continued touching her naked body. Her soft, milky skin. He admired every inch of her.

He tucked her hair on her ear as he gracefully watched over the mark he created. Then, he puts his fingers on his mouth as he begins to insert them on her slick folds. She gasped once more as her wet muscle encapsulated his unfamiliar finger. “This is going to hurt a bit.” He said to her, assuring all the uncomfortable and painful feelings is all normal.

The fingers were unfamiliar, they were colder than the rest of her body. She was shivering from it. As it slowly moved up and down in her slit, an elicit moan escaped her lips. He was rather amused with her. She was more flustered than ever as she spoke, "Danchou… I… I like you." She said shyly. This moment got her feeling like a young schoolgirl confessing her feelings to her crush.

He smiled at her as he heard those words escape from her lips. Her mind right now is all mushed-up. She doesn't even know what she is saying nor thinking at this point. All she knows is that her danchou is making her feel so good right now. As soon as she adjusted with the two fingers he inserted, he added a third. Her cheeks are becoming very hot as he continues.

“Danchou… so this is what it feels like?” She asked him. He responded to her with a short nod.

His fingers still slip up and down making her feel so wet for him. Juices dripping on her legs. She was flustered as he continued his actions, she looked at him, her head turning to the left. His thumb was rubbing on her neglected clit. She bit her lip as she tried to lower her voice. He simply smirked at her as she became a sweaty mess.

Then, out of shock, he pulled his fingers off her slick folds. He made her stand up again as he fully discarded his pants with his dress shoes. She had a better view of him like this. He stood up from the chair as he carried (Name) into the table. She sat on the hardwood as her legs were wrapped around his hips. He kissed her once again in the lips. Then, she removed the last piece of clothing from him. - His dress shirt.

As soon as she removed his dress shirt, she saw it. A mirror near the bookshelves reflected. #0. The legends were right. All the gossip she has heard from non-troupe members were correct. She is indeed toying with the spider head himself. - She never saw this moment coming.

She gasped as he aligned his length onto her. “If it hurts, grip me.” He said to her as her blue eyes opened wide. She bit her lips harder as the length entered her. She gripped harder on his back. Her manicured nails marking his back, marking half-moons on his back, where the iconic spider tattoo resides in.

Strangely enough, Chrollo has more tattoos than that. He also had one in his left arm, it was a huge dragon with many religious symbols and flowers around it. He and (Name) have a lot in common. - One of them is their unquenchable thirst for knowledge and their love for tattoos.

His length slid into her. Slowly and carefully. She yelped at the large size of his cock entering her. Unlike what she expected from men, “I’ll be gentle” he promised, kissing her lip as his grip on her waist tightened. Oh, it was expected from someone like him to say that.

Her tightness and warmth surrounding Chrollo’s cock earned a growl from him. (Name) also felt more comfortable moaning now. Her moan was rather quiet as she would like to contain the pleasure she is feeling. When his length fully entered, which took a while, instead of starting, he was stuck. Waiting for her to calm down, familiarize herself with his cock. Her tight grip on his back is getting slowly undone as her core adjusted to his length.

"It feels… uncomfortable…" She said to him, biting her lip. Still registering the unfamiliar feeling of her danchou's cock inside of her From her voice and everything, no matter how much of a slut she dresses, she has innocence. The fragile innocence that he is taking away from her.

“Is it okay now, (Name)?” He asked the woman against him. (Name) was speechless. She simply nodded to tell him that he was allowed to move. Her wet muscle has adjusted to his cock. Then, as he got the signal, he started moving his hips back and forth against her, slowly.

It elicited a much louder moan from the young woman. Her eyes went up, slowly fluttering up and down as the waves of pleasure were entering her system. Her hands were still on his back, still gripping it. "Danchou, please go faster." She ordered him as he moved in his slow and sensual pace.

He did follow her order. He moved much faster this time. His other hand went in her neglected clit, rubbing it with his thumb as he crashed his lip on her. - (Name) was overwhelmed by his actions. All the string of thoughts and doubts in her head were long gone now.

"(Name)… So tight..." He remarked as he growled. He continued thrusting in and out. Her grip on his back tightened. She can feel her end is coming near. Chrollo finally found her g-spot.

"Right there… ah… Please!" She exclaimed mouth left agape as she whimpered. He continued his thrusts on her. This time, hitting her spot at each one of them. He started growling and groaning much louder too as he continued the way his hips rock against her. - She never knew a cock felt this good.

His thrusts were now at a much faster pace, she mewled as he thrust his hips harder into her. "Ah… Ah… I think I'm going to cum!" She remarked as he thrust much faster into her.

As he knew the young woman in front of him was near her orgasm, he withdrew his length as he kneeled on the cold cement floor. He went near her slit as he was stroking himself while licking her labia as he began eating her out. - This is something Chrollo does not do with his partners. Although he would like to make (Name) an exception.

He stopped stroking himself as he started fingering her roughly. (Name) moaned the loudest as he was mercilessly pushing and pulling his fingers in her pink hole. His mouth moved from her labia to her clitoris. "Fufu-" she said, her swears were choked as he continued licking her clit and fingering her. Tears started running down her face as she continued to moan, louder than ever.

Her vision was covered with white as her orgasm finally came into her. "Ah... Ah…" She was incredibly speechless. Chrollo made her feel so good. She was glad that her danchou was below her, licking and tasting her precious juices.

She covered her face with her hands, all the shame she felt is coming back as she finally goes back to her senses. Cheeks hot and a sweaty body, then there is her danchou who is gladly eating her out. Licking every single drop of her orgasm like he was a starved man.

To her surprise, Chrollo's cock was still hard. - Tonight, it was obvious that her pleasure was the priority. But, how about his? "(Name)…" He said to her as he puts her legs around his shoulders. She kicked her uncomfortable five-inch stilettos to the ground. She had a sigh of relief as her feet could finally rest.

She puts her head on his shoulders as he moves her to the chair. He sat on there as he started thrusting in and out of her again. The young woman was already shaking because of the hypersensitivity brought by her violent orgasm. This time, he had no mercy with her.

She almost yelled when he entered this monstrous pace. She was at Chrollo's mercy as she held tight on him. His hips bucking up and down on slick slit. "Danchou… ah… your cock is… so big…" she cannot even form words at this point.

It's like she is being sent into heaven once again by Chrollo. Her vision is being clouded again as her back arches. He continued thrusting into her pussy until she had a second climax. She gripped harder onto his shoulder as she followed his pace. His groans got louder as he was close to his own. “D-danchou… ah...” She moaned with a sharp cry.

“Fuck!” He groaned as he was reaching his orgasm. (Name) yelped as she held much tighter on his shoulder. Spurts of white got inside of her. Her vision was filled with stars as she looked up in the ceiling. They tried to catch her breath as he withdrew his length from her. His cock went back to its soft state.

Then, she stood up. She was still quite sensitive. Her legs are shaking, cum dripping on her thighs. She sat into the cold and smooth cement. Her hands held her knees as she sobbed quietly.

Chrollo stood up from the chair and got his blanket. He wrapped the crying woman in the warm fabric. “Why are you crying?” He asked her. His voice was very comforting, but it isn’t enough for her to stop sobbing.

“Please, danchou, don’t touch me.” She told him as she carefully removed his hands from her naked shoulder. He saw that his creation was there. A purple-ish red mark was on her shoulder, near her rose tattoo.

“I feel so overwhelmed. I feel used!” She exclaimed as she wrapped the blanket to herself. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying. Luckily, her danchou seems very experienced. He knows what to do when situations like this come around. He was the firsts of many women, he knew that a lot of them would cry during their first time.

“(Name). Please. Calm down.” He said to her with caring eyes. The stars twinkled in Chrollo’s eyes.

(Name) can never handle all the burden she is experiencing. What if her family knows? She knows that her beloved mom would react in horror. She would never have a chance of having a husband. (Name) always wanted a traditional husband. Even if she has her tattoos and dresses provocatively, she wants a husband who will accept and love her.

All that is thrown in the garbage as she can never have those things anymore. She can never have a husband anymore, all because she gave in with the call of the flesh. She gave in to his desires. It’s all my fault! - (Name) yelled in her mind. It was like an empty void, no matter how you scream, nobody can hear anything.

“I…” Before (Name) can even speak, she feels Chrollo’s tight embrace. She gasped as she rubbed his back. She was speechless as the hug is very comforting.

“I love you (Name).” He cooed into her ears as he started touching her hair, calming the young girl. - Danchou is so different from her expectations. She expected someone like him to be crude and hostile. Yet, here he is, with humility and culture. He truly is a gentleman straight out of a romance novel.

“Let’s clean you up.” He said to her as he picked her up, going to the bathroom. She smiled gingerly at him as she held onto him.

Danchou is so sweet.

#chrollo #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #hunter x hunter #chrollo smut #anime smut #smut #anime #hxh #hxh smut #luna's writings

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the-devils-girl94 · 4 years ago

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Lingerie That The Brothers And Others Would Be Into Pt. 1

Obey Me Headcanons

Lucifer:

Definitely a classic, white lingerie that he can dirty you in. He likes any type of lingerie as long as it is white since it symbolizes purity. He likes it even more so if it has little, fake angel wings to go with it.

Mammon:

A Bustier. Mammon doesn't have much of a preference in the lingerie department, but this...this turns him on. Bonus points if you wear a thong and stockings with it.

Leviathan:

A Chemise with cat ears and tail. It's cute and sexy. He likes cosplay with the lingerie, but the Chemise is the best because it covers what he wants to access later. Of course the second best is actually a bikini(I spent some time researching and yes, a bikini is something you can both wear to the beach and as lingerie because it's both a bra and panties, the only difference is the material). Especially if the bikini is the classic kawaii cat bikini.

Satan:

Now Satan would definitely appreciate the kawaii cat bikini complete with the cat ears and tail because he's a cat person and loves anything cat related. But a Babydoll lingerie is also something he would definitely appreciate as well.

Asmodeus:

The Negligee!!! It is a gorgeous robe. He would like this because for starters, its beautiful and he would definitely wear one himself. And it's that type of lingerie/sleepwear that you just want to pose professionally in. This lingerie is something you would wear if you heard your rich husband has died and you leave for a moment to put on the exact same one but in black. So, of course, if you wear this, he'll ask where you got it before he is delicately removing it off you. He'll make haste if you're wearing a g-string underneath.

Beelzebub:

A Bodysuit, sometimes or normally called a Teddy, would be Beel's fave because you would look like a complete snack to gobble up. A Babydoll would also be a close second for him to snatch you up in. He would be totally flustered, for sure. And he'd ask if he could take it off you because he likes it when you're not wearing anything.

Belphegor:

Honestly, a shirt whether it be a nightshirt, a camisole, or even his shirt and whatever underwear you want to wear is what turns him on. Lingerie that looks comfy to sleep or fuck in is what he's all about. Great for lazy sex without having to exert energy to remove all clothing. However, this is just second best. No clothes are the way to go.

#lexi writes #obey me!#obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #lingerie they would be into

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crazyyanderefangirlfan · 4 years ago

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AOT characters and their quirks

Note: I apologize for some unoriginal quirks, and yes I got some from Pokemon. I also added two of my ocs here. Please tell me your thoughts.

Name: Eren Jeager

Hero Name:Titan

Title/Alias: The Giant Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Nationality: German

Ranking : Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Eren wears a white shirt with a black harness around his body, black elbow guards, black military pants and black combat boots.

Quirk: Titan

Character Strengths: He can grow into 15 m tall and possess a type of hardening ability. His original body is safe in his titan's neck.

Character Weaknesses: Can only turn into a titan in open space.

Super moves:

Meateor Assasult

Storm Throw

Thunderous Kick

Rock Tomb

Colossal Rampage

Name: Mikasa Ackerman

Hero Name: Athena

Title/Alias: The Relentless Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Nationality: Japanese and American

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paridis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Mikasa wears a black full bodysuit with red designs on the arms and legs, black armor on her chest and red knee and elbow pads, and a pair of black combat boots. She still wears her scarf.

Equipment/Weapons: Mikasa wears a utility belt filled with first aid, and medication.

Quirk: Super Soldier

Character Strengths: Mikasa has a supernatural condition and can absorb any weapon she touches.

Character Weaknesses: She has to master the said weapon, and can only use six a time. If she equips a new one she has to remove a previous one from her body.

Super moves:

Steel Surge

Locked n Loaded

Dance of my Swords

Queen's Sheild

Multi Weapon

Name: Armin Arlet

Hero Name: Sixth Sense

Title/Alias: The Esper Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Nationality: English

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Armin wears an oxford blue half sleeve jacket with with a silver chest plate, gray elbow pads and wrist guards. Warm gray pants and knee pads and gray boots with a dark blue lining on he tip.

Equipment/Weapons: He carries a silver staff, and a utility belt fill with medication and first aid.

Quirk: Mindstorm

Character Strengths: Combination of telekinesis, telepathy and illusion control

Character Weaknesses: Require intense amounts of concentration, focus, and mental effort to use properly. He can only listen to thought of others one a a time anymore will cause serious headaches.

Super moves:

Psyche Out

Wonder Room

Shattered Psyche

Unknown Reality

Mental Breakdown

Name: Annie Leonhardt

Hero Name: Cutthroat

Title/Alias: The Crystal Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Nationality: Russina

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High. 1-A

Hero Costume: Annie wears a navy blue sleeveless top with a silver chest plate, black combat shorts and black boots. Black elbow and knee pads, and black fingerless gloves.

Equipment/Weapons: She wears a utility belt filled with snacks, and first aid and medication.

Quirk: Crystallises

Character Strengths: She has ability to crystallize parts of her body and summon crystals.

Character Weaknesses: If she summons too much crystals her body will start to bleed.

Super moves:

Crystal Storm

Quartz Heart Attack

Crystal Gautlets

Cutthroat

Crystal Armor

Diamond Typhoon

Name: Reiner Braun

Hero Name: Ironhide

Title/Alias: The Iron Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Nationality: German

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Reiner wears a black sleeveless top, black camo pants and gray steel boots. Black knee and elbow pads.

Equipment/Weapons : His top is bullet proof, and boots are design to make him feel as light as possible.

Quirk: Armored Plates

Character Strengths: Can turn his skin into pure iron, and deflect all kinds of attacks.

Character Weaknesses: Slows him down, and there is a certain limit to his armor.

Super moves:

Iron Lariat

Bullet Punch

Metal Strike

Inderstructable

Name: Bertholdt Hoover

Hero Name: Furnace

Title/Alias: The Thermal Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Nationality: German

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Bertholdt wears a charcoal black sleeveless jacket with a high collar and joined in the center by a magma red neckpiece, baggy pants of the same color, steel cuffs on his wrists and steel boots with small holes on the soles. Completed by black elbow and knee pads.

Equipment/Weapons: His jacket regulates his body temperature, and the his boots help release steam. His utility belt is filled with first aid and medication.

Quirk: Molten Core

Character Strengths: Can control and manipulate heat and steam.

Character Weaknesses: He to avoid overheating his body.

Super moves:

Heatwave

Basalt Mist

Overheat

Lava Plume

Eruption

Name: Kaisa Folami

Hero Name: Creation

Title/Alias: The Fabrication Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Nationality: African

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-a

Hero Costume: Kaisa wears a prussian blue sports bra with black bands and mid-thigh length matching shorts. The mesh slits on the side of her legs are made of her hair. She also sport elbow and knee pads and prussian blue boots.

Equipment/Weapons: Kaisa is equipped with a special pair of specs to do her research better. A utility belt filled with all kinds of snacks.

Quirk: Fabrication

Character Strengths: Kaisa can create any inanimate object.

Character Weaknesses: The more she eats, the more material she has to work with, so she needs considerable food ingestion for her Quirk to be effective. However, it takes her a longer period of time and more skin exposed to create large objects, to the point where she forces large objects through her costume leaving it shredded, though she claims she can just repair it. If she create too much without replacing her calories, she'll grow weak and anemic.

Super moves

Steelspike

Tri Attack

Swords Dance

Multi Cannons

Name: Jean Kirschtein

Hero Name: Granite

Title/Alias: The Earth Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Nationality: French

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Jean wears an outfit that consists mainly of segmented metal armor. The majority of the outfit is a light gray color with black pants, gray knee pads and black boots.

Equipment/Weapons: Jean wears a speacial kind of boots that is made up of retractable metal plates and it allows him to expose his feet to the ground when necessary

Quirk: Highhorse Power

Character Strengths: Able to manipulate the earth, rocks, and other minerals.

Character Weaknesses: He has to be on the ground or surrounded by earth.

Super moves:

Continental Crush

Earth Surf

Rock Wrecker

Land's Wrath

Mother Earth Devastation

Name: Star Avaruus

Hero Name: Venus

Title/Alias: The Cosmic Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Nationality: Finnish

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Star wears a full body suit with the mixture of navy blue, plum, mauve, indigo, magenta, and hot pink making it l look like the galaxy and tinys white specks that resemble to stars. A black tinted visor, a black skort with white speckled stars and black knee and elbow pads and balck boots

Equipment/Weapons: Her visor keeps her eyes safe from bright light. Her suit keeps her body from intense radiation.

Quirk: Super Nova

Character Strengths: Star can use stellar energy/substances to attacks of various shapes and/or intensities, either projected, used as a part of melee attacks, etc, from huge rays of pure energy that can knock over or even obliterate dozens of targets, or slightly singe them. She is also able to fly

Character Weaknesses: The birghtness affects her eyes, and if she uses too much energy she'll collapse in exhuastion.

Super moves:

Stellar Bolts

Plasma Fists

Star Bursts

Shooting Star

Super Nova

Cosmic Explosion

Name: Marco Bott

Hero Name: Silva

Title/Alias: The Forest Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Nationality: Belgian

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Marco wears a fern green jacket over a white short sleeve under armor and an umber harness with pockets, forest green cargo pants and umber hiking boots.

Equipment/Weapons: Marco wears a utility belt and harness fitted with pockets filled with seeds of various kinds of plants, and a first aid kit.

Quirk: Evergreen

Character Strengths: Able to grow and manipulate all kinds of plants

Character Weaknesses: Fire and needs healthy soil to grow plants.

Super moves:

Leaf Storm

Jungle Madness

Forest Curse

Nature's Vengence

Name: Connie Springer

Hero Name: Voltage

Title/Alias: The Gigawatt Hero

Gender: Male

Age: 15

Nationality: American

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Connie wears a white jacket with a high collar and a lighting pattern on each side with blue rims on the shoulders and smiliar white pants. He wears a pair of black running shoes with medallion yellow soles.

Equipment/Weapons: Sharp shooting gear, helps him shoot discs that directs his lightning, and an optical visor.

Quirk: Lightning Rod

Character Strengths: Connie can create, shape and manipulate electricity, and even create thunderstorms.

Character Weaknesses: If used too much electricity, he'll short cirtcuit his brain, and be temporarily be braine dead.

Super Moves

Magnetic Flux

Thunder Quake

Catastrobolt

Galvanic Crash

Fire Thunderstorm

Gigavolt Havoc

Name: Sasha Braus

Hero Name: Artemis

Title/Alias: The Huntress Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Nationality: Scottish

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Sasha wears a white tank top underneath a green jacket hoodie with tan fur on the hood and on the cuffs, green camo pants and black boots. Tan knee and elbow pads.

Equipment/Weapons: A bow which helps her in shooting, and a utility belt and harness that carries snacks, and first aid.

Quirk: Huntress

Character Strengths: Able to shoot arrows made of energy, and has enhanced senses like an animal.

Character Weaknesses: The bows require a lot of energy to generate so she has to eat to make up for the loss of energy.

Super moves:

Scatter Shot

Arrow Missiles

Arrow Rain

Arrow Oblivion

Name: Historia Reiss

Hero Name: Valkyrie

Title/Alias: The Avian Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Nationality: German

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Historia wears a long sleeve iridiscent backless high collar jacket with matching leggings and green boots. Indigo shoulder protectors, knee pads and golden plates on the hips.

Equipment/Weapons: She weilds twin bastons,

Quirk: Hummingbird

Character Strengths: She has the abilities of a hummingbird and is able to create tornadoes.

Character Weaknesses: If she's in the cold for too long, her wings will start to freeze up.

Super moves:

Wind Blast

Tornado Strike

Airstream Rage

Hurricane

Supersonic Skystrike

Name: Ymir Lenz

Hero Name: Subzero

Title/Alias: The Freezing Hero

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Nationality: Swedish

Ranking: Novice

Occupation: Student

Affiliation/Organization: Paradis High, 1-A

Hero Costume: Ymir wears a black thermal body suit with an ice blue parka with fur on the hood and cuffs, black pants and beige snow boots.

Equipment/Weapons: Her body suit and jacket keep regulate her temperature.

Quirk: Cyro

Character Strengths: Able to create, shape and manipulate ice and snow.

Character Weaknesses: Too much heat will weaken her.

Super moves;

Stars of Frozen Rain

Endless Blizzard

Icicle Storm

Freezer Dry

Avalanche

Subzero Slammer

#attack on titan #attack on titan oc #mha x aot #eren jeager #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #annie leonhardt #reiner braun #bertholdt hoover #jean kirstein #marco bott #connie springer #sasha braus #historia reiss #aot ymir

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lokis-little-kitten · 3 years ago

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Teaching Assistant 7

You. I ate and I’m on my way to school now.

Master. Good girl, what did you have?

You. Yogurt with cereal and dried fruits.

Master. Sounds good. I’ll see you in class.

You. Yes, master.

It’s been a few days now and you start to get really comfortable with Loki. A routine started to form between the two of you. A few days ago he started sending you good morning and good night texts. Somehow he is always awake before you and so there is always a text waiting for you in the morning.

Sending him a picture of whatever you eat starts to become easier but you still forget sometimes… This was one of those days. You pop off to school and look for Dimitri. When you find him you go to class together.

At the end of the day, you arrive at Loki his office again. You knock and wait for the answer you quickly get. ‘’Come in!’’ You open the door and get into the office. You close and lock the door. You lay your bag away and look at Loki who is in the middle of the room again. There is a black box next to him. On it is painted ‘Toy Box’.

‘’Come here little one,’’ Loki commands you. You obey and look down with your hands behind your back. ‘’Take off your clothes.’’ Again you obey and wiggle out of your trousers and shirt.

Loki smiles when he sees what you are wearing underneath. A red, lace bodysuit with a string corset. A low growl leaves his throat. ‘’Closer.’’ You get nearer as he asks until his knee is between his legs. His hand reaches your cunt and opens the damp buttons. His other hand palms the large bulge in his trousers.

He opens the zipper and pulls himself out. Every time it surprises you how big he is. He never did this, however, you never actually had sex. Fingers and mouths have been busy but you never went further. Would it finally happen today?

Loki reaches down and pulls out a gag. His other hand starts to rub your clit. He pushes the ball in your mouth and closes it in your neck. He then takes a pair of handcuffs but holds them in his hand for now.

‘’Get onto my lap, little one.’’ Quickly you sit down right before his cock. You feel his length rub your belly. He then takes the pair of cuffs and cuffs your hand and feet together. The position is rather awkward your in now, and quite unstable.

He then grabs your thighs and lifts you. ‘’Think you can handle me,’’ he asks while feeling if you get enough. You nod at him quickly already feeling his tip at your entrance. ‘’Alright then.’’ He lowers you onto his cock and gaps as he slides into you.

‘’You’re so tight,’’ he groans happily as he starts to move in and out of you. You roll your hips and slam your head into your neck. Loki holds your waist to keep you stable and guide you onto his cock. ‘’You’re on the pill, right,’’ he asks then suddenly. ‘’Yes,’’ you mumble through the gag. He kisses your neck and sucks a hickey on your collarbone.

‘’I promise I’ll use a condom next time,’’ he pants and starts to move faster, ‘’to be honest. This wasn’t completely planned. I just… I just really needed you. You looked so pretty in class.’’ He starts sucking your other shoulder now while he slams his hard cock into you.

He hits every spot you love and need him in. Tears start to gather in your eyes as you get closer to your orgasm. Loki his left-hand gets between your legs and starts to rub your clit making it all even better. You bite the gag and whine.

‘’That damn shirt of yours… It’s so low.’’ A few hard thrusts later he cums deep inside of you. This pushes you over the edge as well and milk him out. Loki pulls out and watches the cum mixture drip from your cunt. He kisses you between your breast and smiles. ‘’Good girl,’’ he smiles and takes off the gag. He also removes the cuffs so you can relax

You pant heavily while Loki completely unties you. He then pulls you to his chest to let you calm down. ‘’You were amazing, little one.’’ You smile and cuddle yourself to his chest. ‘’Thank you.’’ Loki pulls some hair from your face and smiles. ‘’Are you good,’’ he asks kindly.

‘’Yes.’’

‘’Good.’’

Loki kisses your shoulder again and stands up. He puts you down in the chair and starts to gather your clothes and gives them back to you. ‘’Put those on before you get cold.’’ You obey and slowly get dressed while watching him tug himself back into his trousers.

Loki looks at you after you get dressed and frowns. You’re wearing an Alice in Wonderland shirt that has a triangle cut out under the collar. You wear a pair of black skinny jeans with it to show off your figure.

‘’Little Alice,’’ he smiles. ‘’It was my favourite movie when I was little. I used to watch it with my sister before…’’ You shut up and turn around to the desk. You start to look for a pair of extra trousers. Loki decides not to go into it more.

‘’What are you looking for?’’ ‘’Something,’’ you giggle opening another drawer. ‘’Tell me and I will help you look for it.’’ You then finally find the drawer with trousers… multiple. You crawl towards him and start to fiddle with his belt.

‘’What are you doing?’’ ‘’Check your trousers,’’ you giggle. Loki looks down and sees all of the white stains. He smiles at you and pets your head. ‘’Good girl, looking out for master like that.’’ You pull down his trousers and kiss along his hips to his v-line and then a little bit lower again. You kiss around his groin while sometimes licking and sucking.

‘’Come back to my house, little one,’’ he then suddenly says. Shocked you look up at him. Loki quickly steps out of his trousers to be done with it. ‘’Please?’’ You get up and straighten his tie a little. ‘’It’s a school night and I have homework.’’ He grabs your waist and kisses your neck.

‘’I’m well aware. I promise you will have it all done tomorrow.’’ You smile and trail your fingers over his dick. You can feel him react with just a little touch. ‘’If you start acting like that you defiantly come home with me.’’ You chuckle and nod. ‘’Okay. I’ll come with you.’’ ‘’Good girl.’’ He kisses your nose and takes your hands.

‘’Go get ready,’’ he smiles and slaps your bum. ‘’Yes, master.’’ You get your last few things in order and then get ready to go. ‘’Do you have a car here or do I need to ride you.’’ ‘’The riding you can wait for later,’’ you giggle. Loki shakes his head and opens the door for you. ‘’Go ahead, princesses first,’’ he mumbles so no one can hear it.

You walk out and into the halls and towards the park. ‘’Where is your car,’’ he asks while turning to his. You just grin looking at your motorbike. ‘’I don’t own a car,’’ you call out while leaning against it. ‘’You what,’’ he asks turning around.

‘’You little minx,’’ he chuckles when he sees you all smug. ‘’Okay… Not what I expected, but I’m impressed.’’ You grin widely for once. ‘’Why thank you,’’ you grin like the Cheshire Cat like he can do. ‘’Don’t get cocky now.’’ Loki opens his car door and wants to get in. ‘’Sorry, that’s your job. I forgot.’’ Loki licks his lips and pulls up his brows.

‘’Careful, little one.’’ ‘’Or what,’’ you grin widely almost looking like the Cheshire Cat. ‘’Get on your bike, follow me home and find out.’’ You bite your lip and get on the bike. Loudly you let the engine roar and laugh loudly. You grab your helmet and put it on then. ‘’Let’s go then!’’ Loki gets in and drives away for you to follow which you neatly do.

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burnedbyshoto · 5 years ago

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Sex Tips 101: Domming Your Man

Kinktober Day Three ~ kink: dom!fem

pairing: bakugou katsuki x dom fem!reader

warning: smut, cussing

word count: 3,635

a/n: ITS LATE IM SORRY BUT ALSO SUB BAKUGOU???? sorry if you hate the format I liked it LMAO

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Everyone always expected Bakugou Katsuki to be a dom in bed. In their defense, they weren’t wrong for assuming so. Bakugou Katsuki was a leader, he loved to be in charge, hated being overrun. But that was outside of the bedroom. You knew him better.

Whenever your friends would ask how it was to sleep with bakugou, you would just smile, your eyebrow quirked. Everyone always assumed it was because Bakugou constantly had you against the wall.

Drilling into you until you couldn’t think.

Making you scream his name until your voice went raw.

“Come on, y/n-chan!” Mina cried as you once again avoided talking about your sex life with bakugou. “We told you about our stories! why won’t you tell us yours!”

As always, you laugh and place down your drink. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to share, it was that Bakugou was embarrassed to admit that the one time he wasn’t in complete control was in the bedroom.

You looked at the curious faces of your beloved classmates and laughed again, thinking back to last night.

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Bakugou walked into the house, he was utterly and completely ready for you tonight.

Having a day off from work, you had spent your free time sending Bakugou… provocative pictures. The entire time he ignored you, only leaving you with a growing smirk. You knew that every time you sent something, within two minutes Bakugou was opening it. It didn’t matter where he was, hell, you were positive he took his phone out during an interview today! He may not be responding, but you could feel his annoyance and growing want through the screen.

So now he was home. throwing his bag on the ground, he walked through the halls quietly, hoping to catch you off guard.

His vermillion eyes locked on you sitting by your vanity mirror. Your hair was curled delicately, red lipstick stained your plump lips as you stared into the mirror. With your fingers running through your hair, you micro adjusted things before smiling softly.

Bakugou watched as you stood up, his black t-shirt swamped over your torso, ending right beneath the swell of your ass. His mouth felt dry as he continued staring at you. Your shimmery eyeshadow catching in the light of the room as your eyes slowly locked on him.

A kind smile fills your face. Warm, inviting, welcoming. It was everything Bakugou wanted from you, but after a long day of teasing, it just wasn’t what he needed. “Hi, baby.” You drawl out, your steps are agonizingly small as you walk to him, your painted lips kissing his.

Bakugou growls lowly, the sound vibrating in his chest as he pulled you close. His fingers dug into your hips as your arms wrapped around his neck. “You’re such a fucking tease,” Bakugou snaps, his lips trailing your neck as you exhale softly. Soft giggles hit his ears as his hand's stroke down to grab your ass. The soft flesh filling his hands. “You have no idea how annoying it is to see you in those clothes, not able to do anything about it.”

“Do something about it then,” You smile as your fingers tangle into his thick ash-blond hair. Your eyes closing as he grinds his crotch into you.

“I will.”

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Your eyes trained on the girls, a smile on your face as you took another sip of your tea. You shrug your shoulders as you place the cup down, moving your hair to the side as you displayed the arrangement of purple and yellow bruises on your neck.

“OH MY GOD!” Mina shrieks as she presses her face near your neck, her eyes wide as the other girls try to slip in. Everyone was curious to see the hickies on your flesh.

“That doesn’t surprise me!” Jirou laughs as she covers her face, embarrassed.

“My darling prudes,” Hagakure’s voice interrupts everyone, and the table stares at the invisible girl who places her hand to your face. “The real question is: where they place before, during, or after sex?”

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Bakugou’s mouth sucked harshly on your neck in multiple areas. His teeth nipping your skin as your fingers roamed his chest. You let him have his way with you, his built-up frustration from the day seeping out as he walked you towards the bed. Pants escaping your lips as you can feel the nth hickie on your neck.

The back of your legs hit the mattress, and you go down, Bakugou fluidly following you to the surface. You hum contently against his determined lips, and you get Bakugou to submit to a much slower pace as you unhook a single arm around his neck. You crawl backward on the mattress, Bakugou shifting to keep up with your fleeting form. As soon as you feel the headboard of the bed frame, you grin against his lips. Tucking a single leg around him, you rolled the two of you around, straddling his waist. His vermillion eyes opening as he pants. Lust and need heavy in his eyes, and you giggle.

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You smile, taking her hand off your face as you shake your head, “It was before and during.”

“Okay, you know that I would never, ever actually date Bakugou, but I have to admit… I would not mind sleeping with him. If you know… you never dated him, to begin with.” Mina admits, her cheeks puffing slightly. “I really just want to be controlled and dominated! Is that so much to ask for?”

“I think sometimes you just need to take over,” You say, trying not to reveal the secret in your sex life. “Dominate the dicks for a change!”

“Like you’ve dommed??? With a guy like Bakugou, I wouldn’t be surprised if you never commanded him before!”

There’s agreeing laughter, and you laugh the same, a knowing smile on your face as you grab your teacup. You take a slow drink.

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You pull off Bakugou’s top, your hair falling messily back onto your shoulders as you toss it to the side. Bakugou’s breathing hitches as he takes in your form. You’re clad in a rose gold lace flutter bodysuit. The sheerness of the fabric leaves nothing to be imagined, and the intricate lacing over your breasts makes Bakugou moan in anticipation.

“You were not wearing this one earlier,” Bakugou snaps as his hands grasp your waist, and you laugh. “Where the fuck is the set you wore when you were teasing the hell out of me?”

“I figured you wanted to see this new piece!” You interject, a smile on your face. You didn’t really care for the other set, while this one was nowhere near as sexy as the black piece you owned, you didn’t want Bakugou getting too riled up for what you had planned for him. You lean against him, your breasts pressed against his clothed chest, and your lips ghosting the shell of his ear. “Besides, you forgot to greet me… I don’t think I loved that.”

A soft whimper escapes his mouth as you pull away with a sadistic grin, “Well, maybe if you didn’t fucking tease me all day I wouldn’t have been--mmph!!”

You effectively shut him up with a kiss, your hands immediately snaking under his shirt to run against his toned muscles. You roll your hips up and down his crotch, smirking when you feel his arousal through his pants. Oh yeah, he was not going to enjoy tonight.

“Now, I’m gonna tie your hands to the bed.” You say as you quickly roll off Bakugou, leaving him breathless and dizzy headed as he attempts to sit up. Before Bakugou can even adjust to the lack of your body on his, you’re back on, your hips grinding into his as you pull off his shirt. Your mouth trailing down his torso as he groans. “Hands up.”

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“Well, I don’t think I really want to know about Bakugou-san in this way…” Momo admits to the group, and their attention is momentarily diverted away from you.

“Yaomomo,” Uraraka begins to speak, a teasing tone in her voice. “Our very good friend needs help for domming a dominant boy! It is our job as her friends to help her out!”

“Yes!” Mina and Hagakure shriek as everyone whips their heads around to you, stars gleaming in their eyes.

“I will give you your first tip!” Mina announces, a cunning smirk on her face. “Tip number one: tell him you want to try something new.”

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“I’m going to try something new tonight.” You sigh as you fasten the silk fabric around the bed frame. Your hands tugging on the ropes as you stare at the flustered Bakugou underneath you, his breathing is eerily calm, but his pupils are blown up in anticipation. “All you’re going to be able to do is go along with it.”

“You know, I can easily break out of these bonds, right?” Bakugou informs you, his arms testing the bonds and he nods. He can break out of them for sure.

“Then do it.” You breeze, flipping your hair over your shoulder as you stare at him, challenging him. Bakugou could win if he wanted to, but you know him thoroughly, he wouldn't dare.

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“Next tip,” Hagakure interrupts the conversation where you were playing dumb. You just weren’t sure how to bring up something new to him! “Start with a simple command.”

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Bakugou throws his head back hissing loudly as your mouth sucked a bruise onto his collarbone. Your eyes locked on his turned head as his hips buck into yours. It throws you off slightly, the pleasurable tingles running through your core at the pressure. Your lips continue trailing down, your teeth grazing his nipple. Your hand moving to pinch his free nipple as you focused on one.

A smirk on your face as he calls out your name, his red eyes snapping back on your pouty lips as you left lipstick stains around his stimulated nipple. You suck on it gently, rolling the skin with your tongue and Bakugou barks words at you. Words you don’t understand as you finally bite down on his sensitive skin. Your tongue is quick to lash out and soothe his inflamed skin with your tongue, his moans telling you that you had done it just right.

You shift over to give his other nipple the same treatment, only this time Bakugou manages to have his eyes locked on your the entire time.

You pull away with a satisfying pop. You look down, smiling at the sight of the shiny and slick skin of his pecks, and you lean down. You blow soft cold wind over the few areas of wet skin and relish in the way your name is groaned from his lips. As if this was some rehearsed dance, your hands slam into the mattress by his head.

“You’re not allowed to come until I let you come, okay?” You ask, your face leaning in close.

“I’ll come whenever I damn well please it!” Bakugou snaps at you, and your eyebrow raises. You lick your lips, relishing at the feeling of his body now trembling underneath yours. Oh yeah, this was going to make Bakugou a pile of mush by the end of the night.

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“Tip number twenty,” Uraraka speaks up, surprising everyone there. “Make him beg.”

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The sharp intake of breath from Bakugou caused you to giggle as your hand stroked his hardened dick through his underwear.

You maintained eye contact with him as you took off his underwear, your hands now gripping the hot skin of his cock. Running your tongue along the underside of his dick, you made your way back down to the base, your teeth teasing the sensitive skin. The stuttering groans from Bakugou’s mouth enticing you to continue. Your tongue licked the tip of his head, the salty taste of pre-cum hitting your senses. Your tongue lay flat on the underside of his cock, and you slowly sank your mouth around his cock. Bakugou let out a rough breath through his nostrils as his legs tremble intensely. Your free hand moved to Bakugou’s balls, squeezing them between your fingers, his legs twitching in surprise.

You pushed yourself further down his cock, your tongue swirling around his length as you took him in deeper. You felt his tip hit the back of your throat you pulled up, gagging on his dick, but you drown it with a hum. Bakugou’s eyes clamped at your actions, cursing you as he tried to conceal his lewd noises.

Bakugou stared back at you and gave you a darker glare. It was challenging, once again, but you knew better. His hands slam against the restraints, and you have to remind yourself not to laugh as the lewd noises of your throat being stretched out by his dick resonate in the room.

This time Bakugou groaned deeply, his hips bucking up towards your touch as he almost cries in frustration. You smirked up at him as you continue your movements, uncaring of his pleas for you to go faster. Your speed is agonizingly slow.

Bakugou grunts as you pick up your pace. The hums now intermingling with gagging as his dick continued to hit the back of your throat. The sounds only exciting Bakugou further.

His cock twitches in an all too familiar way, and you pull away. Saliva trailing on his dick and your lips as you gently pat your wet lips.

Bakugou’s eyes are wide in anger, frustration, and lack of release.

“You fucking--”

“Ah ah ah! You can’t come yet.” You remind him, and you shift over his aroused cock and straddle his chest as you lean down whispering against his lips. “Maybe if you beg for it, I’ll let you off with a lighter sentence.”

His vermillion eyes burst with a million emotions, but you grin at the most prominent ones. Refusal, love, and lust.

Bakugou Katsuki was, after all, the biggest sub on the planet with the attitude of a dom.

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“I think, I get it now!” You exclaim happily, your eyes shining with faux realization as they finished telling you their tips and tricks for dominating men who were unwilling to give control to anyone but themselves. “It seems to me that within the fifty-three tips you guys gave me, the most important is that it’s okay to be rough? I felt that it was a common theme for about forty of them!”

“You have to be rough sometimes,” Tsuyu agrees her finger to her mouth as she pondered. “If you aren’t they’ll try taking over.”

“Yeah, especially someone like Bakugou!”

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Bakugou was sweating profusely. His chest heaving with frustration and from constant denial.

You dropped the vibrating ring to the bedside with a laugh as you painted yet another bruise onto his tanned skin. “You’re such a good sub.” You moan as you rub your slicked wet core onto his dick. Bakugou groaning in lust as his hips bucked, desperate for both your pussy to be wrapped around him, and for the release he had been denied.

Five times now.

You had made out with him so intensely at one point, he almost came in his shorts, you then face fucked him twice, rode him once, and now he could not remember his own name anymore as you stopped the torture with the vibrating ring.

“Do you wanna cum?”

“Fucking shit, y/n!” Bakugou yelled, but there was no malice in his voice, only the gravely tone of his arousal in his voice. “Please, god fucking hell, I wanna fucking come inside of you!”

You easily laugh, and Bakugou sighs as your swollen lips are pressed against his own. The first time in a while, and he moans softly as the kiss is slow. It’s slow, and sweet with your hands threading through his hair in a way that makes his mind spin.

“Let’s get you to come.” You promise against his mouth, as you lean towards the headboard. You quickly untie the silk ropes, and Bakugou’s hands fling to your waist. His grasp is tight, bruising even.

You moan slightly at his touch, rather impressed that he did not try to assert his faux dominance over you.

“Please baby,” Bakugou begs against your lips, and a shiver runs down your spine. He’s putty in your hands and is relying on you to get him over the edge.

You break away from the kiss and position yourself over the tip of his dick once again. “Ready?” You ask as his fingers grip even tighter around your hips. Bakugou nods his head, and you sink yourself onto his dick. Hisses escape both your lips at the since forgotten feeling, your hops moving to help better the initial pain.

But the single movement is too much for Bakugou to spare, and he comes hard in you. Your eyes shine brightly as his grunts are soundless, his fingers digging harder into your definitely bruised skin. “Did you just--?”

“Please, shut up…” Bakugou pants, his eyes sealed shut. You stilled for a bit, trying to see if he was wanting to continue on despite his… early release.

Deciding to test the waters, you swivel your hips into a small circle, and Bakugou’s jaw falls open. You can feel him hardening within you in seconds as you shift again. “Oh shit, why are so--FUCK--why are you so damn tight?!”

His head is thrown back as you begin to ride his cock, your own arousal building up entirely too quickly at the sight of your blond, sweating, and quivering lover underneath you. You lean against his chest, your naked chest pressed tightly against his, you ass bouncing as his grip intensifies. Your lips seek his out, and he kisses you with ferocity.

The kiss is sloppy, teeth clashing, and wet noises emitting from your mouth as you grind down tightly against him. “Baby, you’re so fucking big!” You shrill softly into his ear as his hips begin to slam into you.

It seems that he was still near his high as he comes again into you.

The ecstatic laugh that is heard from you makes Bakugou growl in anger. He may be a sub, but he definitely did not enjoy this humiliation. In your current state of amusement and pleasure, he begins to thrust deeply into you. His movements overpowering yours as the power of who was in charge was quickly turning.

Gasps leave your mouth as you arch off him, your hands on your breasts as you play with your nipples. You get the timing right and are soon bouncing in rhythm to his powerful thrusts, but he’s testing waters, trying to get you to come too.

You realize this as you scream out his name, your pussy throbbing and dripping from your arousal, his name the most repeated word on your lips. Bakugou sits up so that you’re riding him in a seated position, and you pant into his neck as you pull his hair harshly. The stuttering grunt from his voice causes you to sigh in satisfaction, and in his own moment of pleasure, you grind your hips in the opposite direction of what you had initially begun at. YOur bounces are higher, the penetration is deeper, and Bakugou is pleading for you to come around him.

You’re panting, your hips desperate as they turn, as you almost crumble as with a snap of his hips Bakugou hits your g-spot.

It’s over and over, your g-spot is slammed into and muffled shrieks escape your lips as you attempt to drown them with Bakugou’s mouth.

The two of you pant hot breaths of air into each other's mouths.

The liquid heat in you pooling out until you begin to see white.

The coil is tightening with no mercy as Bakugou’s mouth latches onto your breast, his hands gripping your bouncing ass.

“I’m going to--ahhh oh my god, yes ‘Suki like that!!--I need to come!” You moan, your head tossed backward as your speed and roughness increases.

Bakugou keeps up, his face buried into your neck now as he nods his head, unable to speak.

“Please... come…” His voice is small, begging, pleading for you to come, and that’s all it takes.

You scream as you come around his throbbing cock. Your walls clenching tightly around him as you ride out your orgasm. Bakugou hisses as his hips falter under yours, and with an echoing moan, he releases too.

Panting, he falls back. Without bothering to remove yourself, the two of you groan as you lay against his chest, your fingers tracing shapes into his chest. “How was that?” You ask unaware if the orgasm denial was something he was going to like.

“Humiliating…” Bakugou gruffs into your ear, but his tone indicates that he enjoyed it.

“I’m glad.” You say as you place a kiss against his jawline.

“I love you…” Bakugou whispers utterly exhausted.

“I love you too,” You agree, a smile painting your bruised and lipstick-stained lips. “Do you need anything?” You ask him as you snuggle into his chest.

“A fucking nap…”

“That sounds fantastic.”

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“I’ll have to try it out one night, who knows maybe it’ll work!” You laugh as the girls look at you not quite believing you would try it out.

“You promise?”

“With all my heart, but I have to go! Bakugou’s expecting me!” You say as you stand up, gathering your things as you throw a few yen on the table to pay for your tab. “You know girls if you want, I think I’ll actually try your tips!”

“YES QUEEN, GO DOMINATE THAT DICK!!!!!”

You walk away laughing as a text comes in from Bakugou.

katsuki: what’s the harness for?

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eeveedel · 4 years ago

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38, chubby actor

“You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”

Louis arrived home from set sweaty, exhausted, and a little irritated.

Shooting in LA heat was bad enough, but it was made nearly unbearable by the fact that every day his costume consisted of at least three heavy layers, and also he had an extra thirty-pushing-forty pounds on his frame that seemed to make me far hotter than he used to be. He also found himself a lot hungrier now, and had spent most of the day with a growling stomach as he waited for a break to go eat some sad organic pretzel sticks and hummus at the ever-health conscious craft services bar. He had gotten a cheeseburger and some fries on the drive home to tide him over before Harry made him dinner, but he was still in a bit of a bad mood.

He shuffled through the front hall, kicking off his shoes and setting down his bag loudly. He heard footsteps upstairs leading from Harry’s office, and a few minutes later, his voice.

“Lou?”

“No, it’s your mum,” Louis called, “Yes, it’s me.”

Harry’s footsteps sounded down the stairs, and a few minutes later he was there to greet Louis in the foyer. He frowned a little as he took Louis’s face in his hands, leaning forward to kiss his forehead.

“Rough day?” he asked, and Louis just groaned.

“The weather in this city is unnatural,” he said, “I’m gonna get a beer.”

“Wait, wait, before you do…” Harry started, grabbing Louis’s wrist, “I have a gift for you.”

Louis lifted a brow.

“What is it?”

“A surprise,” Harry smiled, “Come upstairs.”

Louis really just wanted to take off his too-tight jeans, get his drink, and lay on the couch, but he nevertheless followed Harry up the stairs and then down the hall to his boyfriend’s office. The inside of Harry’s home studio was as chaotic as always, with several boxes of fabric, three different sewing machines, and a couple fabric mannequins lining the sides of the room. Harry nearly tripped over a large box full of lace and buttons as he got to his main work table and picked up a thin white box from the clutter there. He grinned and held it out to Louis, his eyes glittering.

“I made this for you,” he said, “see what you think.”

Louis took the box and lifted the lid off, looking at Harry for another long moment before he looked inside. His brows lifted even higher when he saw the black lace inside, and when he fully lifted out, he saw that it was a bodysuit. A lace, velvet-trimmed, high cut bodysuit.

He looked back up at Harry, who was still grinning at him.

“I used your most recent measurements, so it should fit,” Harry said, “Do you like it?”

Louis blinked at him, and then looked down at the bodysuit awhile. He used to wear lingerie every now and again, but all his old panties were too small now. And Harry had never made anything for him before. But knowing he made this just for Louis to wear, and used the measurements he took meticulously of Louis’s body every few years, made Louis’s stomach squirm happily.

He looked back up and grinned, “I love it.”

Harry smiled, and then leaned back against his work table, crossing his arms.

“Put it on for me, let me see,” he said, his tone playful but his words more of a command than a request.

Louis nodded and turned to leave the room, but Harry cleared his throat.

“You can change in here, baby,” he said.

Louis swallowed, excitement running through him again as he turned to face his boyfriend again. He set down the box so his hands were free to take off his t-shirt, exposing his skin to the air, every curve and roll and stretchmark. Then his fingers went to his jeans button, the fabric releasing easily after a day of struggling to stay put. Louis ran his fingers over the red mark it had left behind and then unzipped them fully, wriggling his hips a little get them off. He took off his briefs next, the elastic once again having left red stripes on his plush hips. He heard Harry make a pleased hum, and Louis smiled to himself as he grabbed for the bodysuit. He unfurled it and then undid the ribbon on the side, widening enough he could get it on. It slid easily over his calves, but he had to shake his hips a little to get them over his thighs, making his whole body jiggle. He had to give a bigger pull to get them totally in place, his belly and what Harry affectionally his tits bouncing as he did. The bodysuit leg holds settled high on his red-marked hips and he felt the back of the bodysuit was only covering half his cheeks, which Louis guessed was a purposeful choice. Next, he pulled the lace body over his stomach. The fabric was tight but fit, and the curve of his belly stretched the pattern, making it wide and a little more sheer. He took a deep breath as he pulled the velvet bodice over his chest and the straps over his shoulders; he had accepted the fact he got a little winded putting on his clothes now, but with Harry watching him so closely, it made him excited. When it was on he tied the ribbon on the side, making it a little tight so little bulges of his skin poked over the ribbons. Then he lifted his chin and stood up straight, making a little swivel movement with his hips as he looked at Harry.

“Well?” he asked, “Is it what you imagined?”

Harry answered by crossing the room to Louis and pulling him into a hard kiss. His hands settled on Louis’s half-exposed ass and then they traveled to his hips, his sides, his stomach, all snuggly encased in sheer lace. Louis giggled into the kiss, and when Harry pulled back, he could see his eyes were big and blown and he was panting a little.

“I’ve had this design in my sketchbook for so long but just haven’t had the inspiration to make it,” he said, “But you…god, it’s like it was made for you. You just make it.”

“So you’ve thought about this for a while, haven’t you?” Louis giggled again, and Harry answered by squeezing his hips again.

“Maybe I have,” he said, “And it was worth the wait.”

Louis smiled, shaking his hips again underneath Harry’s hands.

“It’s so beautiful, babe,” he said, “Kind of sucks I’m gonna outgrow it, right?”

Harry hooked his hands under Louis’s thighs and lifted, making the other man yelp as Harry picked him up, grunting hard under the extra weight.

“You’re damn fucking right,” he said, and Louis laughed and buried his face in Harry’s neck, kissing his throat and whispering directly into his ear.

“Make me forget about my shitty day, cowboy.”

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yellowcanna · 4 years ago

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Flip that Coin, It Doesn't Matter

Summary:

Heroes: Like the name, they are righteous people who fought for justice and the peace of society.

Villains: Like the name, they are people who misuse their Quirks to harm others and cause chaos.

In the current society where eighty percent of the world population has Quirks, every single person grew up knowing about Heroes and Villains.

However, there was one more occupation that was often overlooked yet their impact wasn’t any lesser than Heroes or Villains.

They are Assassins.

Midoriya has always dreamed of becoming a Hero due to his idolization of All Might like others in his generation. He had dreams of gaining a powerful Quirk—to fight the bad guys and saving people in need. But never once did Midoriya expect that the path of Heroes was one that was always intertwined with Assassins.

If Hero and Villain are the two sides of the same coin, then Assassin is the rim of that coin.

Rating: T

Genre: Crossover

Pairing: None

Author: Canna / Yellow Canna

Status: One-Shot

Available on AO3!!

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Heroes: Like the name, they are righteous people who fought for justice and the peace of society.

Villains: Like the name, they are people who misuse their Quirks to harm others and cause chaos.

In the current society where eighty percent of the world population has Quirks, every single person grew up knowing about Heroes and Villains.

However, there was one more occupation that was often overlooked yet their impact wasn’t any lesser than Heroes or Villains.

They are Assassins.

Midoriya has always dreamed of becoming a Hero due to his idolization of All Might like others in his generation.

He had dreams of gaining a powerful Quirk—to fight the bad guys and saving people in need. But never once did Midoriya expect that the path of Heroes was one that was always intertwined with Assassins.

The topic of Assassins has always been a sensitive one. When learning about Hero and Villains in school, Assassin was a term that would constantly pop out, yet their mention only lasted a sentence or two before being completely bypassed.

Nobody ever thought much of it, even Midoriya. That was how it has always been. He never thought that Assassin would ever play a part in his life until he began his life as a Hero.

The first time he met Assassins, it was in the U.S.J. Incident.

That was the first time they had ever encountered the League of Villains…as well as their first time of encountering Assassins.

“Hey Midoriya, we’re just here to see how things are going, okay?”

“Gero…”

“I know. We’ll run away the instant it seems dangerous.” Midoriya whispered, slowly poking his head out and searched for their teacher. He spotted Aizawa in the distance, fearlessly fighting the Villains despite being outnumbered.

The underground Hero was swiftly mowing down the Villains left and right. He was strong. Midoriya couldn’t help the relieved smile on his face when he saw this. He naively thought that with their teacher being this strong, there wouldn’t be any problem.

And then, his eyes landed on two individuals by the fountain.

Midoriya wouldn’t have noticed them if it weren’t for their brightly coloured hair. For starters, both of these boys were young. The teen was certain that they had to be the same age.

The boy with red hair by the fountain with the blue-haired boy stood next to him. They wore similar clothing that looked like some sort of uniform.

The red-haired one wore a gray shirt with a hood and sleeves that reached his elbows with matching long pants. The blue-haired one was wearing the same thing, except his shirt was sleeveless and reached just above his belly button with shorts.

It looked like they were both wearing some sort of black skin-tight bodysuits underneath their gray uniforms. Both of them got black combat boots on their feet and brown gloves covering their hands.

Every part of their bodies was covered except for their heads.

Their uniforms got plenty of pockets too and from what Midoriya could see, these pockets all looked full. The two youths were watching the fight with serene smiles on their faces. Just the sight alone sent a chill down Midoriya’s spine.

“Hey,” the man with a hand covering his face gritted out, taking notice of the two at the very back. “Who said you can slack off? Get in there and stop him!”

“Hm…don’t feel like it.” The redhead spoke in a lazy tone and waved his hand at the Villain leader dismissively.

“What’s going on?” Mineta muttered.

“An internal dispute?” Asui guessed.

Midoriya saw the Hand-man becoming even more agitated.

“You were the ones that came to us agreeing to the terms, or are you chickening out?” Hand-man growled.

“Agree?” The redhead rolled the word around his tongue before snorting as if he just heard something hilarious. “We never agreed to anything. You’re the ones gathering all the thugs in the area claiming you can take down All Might.”

“We never said we’ll help you fight.” The blue-haired one finished for his companion.

“Then what the fuck did you come for?” Hand-man snarled, scratching at his neck.

“We were just curious what made you so confident that you can take on the No.1 Hero.” The red-haired one shrugged.

And then, the Villain couldn’t be bothered by those two anymore. He was too busy dealing with Aizawa.

The three students’ attentions were also turned back to the battlefield. They watched in horror as their teacher was brutally beaten. None of them could look away from the brutal scene. They couldn’t do anything but stand there and watched the enemy break their teacher bit by bit.

“Hey~”

“Ah!” Mineta screamed. Midoriya and Asui jumped back at the sight of that red-haired boy crouching on the ledge next to them, looking at them with a wide smirk.

“Do you want to save your teacher?”

“W-what do you mean?” Midoriya asked in a shaky voice. He could hear the sound of his own heartbeat pounding against his eardrums. When did he come over? How come none of them noticed?

“Your teacher,” the redhead jabbed his thumb over his shoulder, pointing directly at Aizawa whose head was slammed into the concrete by that monster. “He’s gonna die at this rate. Do you want to save him?”

“Why?” Asui asked while pushing Mineta back with her arm. “Why would Villains offer help?”

“Villains?” The redhead chuckled, but there was a dangerous glint in his golden eyes. “We’d appreciate it if you don’t group us together with the likes of them.”

“You’re…not Villains?” Midoriya asked skeptically, finding it hard to believe considering they had appeared with the Villains.

“We’re not Villains,” another voice spoke up, this time from behind them.

Mineta let out another scream. With them so focused on the red-haired boy, they didn’t even notice the blue-haired boy that was standing on the ledge behind their backs.

“He’s going to die at this rate,” the blue-haired said while looking at the battle.

“You wanna save him or not?” The redhead asked again.

“How do we save him?” Midoriya’s eyes darted back and forth between the two. He was still wary of them, but if there’s a way to save their teacher...

“Simple!” The redhead snapped his fingers. “Hire us and we will kill that guy off for you.”

“…What?” Midoriya’s head was ringing. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had heard wrong.

“Like I said~” The redhead got up and pointed directly at the Villain with a hand on his face. “Hire us, and we,” he made a sharp gesture across his throat, “kill him.”

“W-what are you…!!”

“You still don’t get it?” The redhead arched a brow at them.

“We are Assassins.” The blue-haired teen whispered in a voice so low that only they could hear.

“Gero!” Asui immediately backed away with Mineta.

Midoriya did as well.

Cold sweats were starting to break out from all three of them. None of them could believe that these two kids who looked like the same age as them were murderers.

Midoriya rolled his better hand into a tight fist. He was ready to fend them off should they suddenly attack.

“Oh?” The red-haired boy’s eyes gleamed as if knowing what Midoriya was thinking. “Are you going to hit me?”

“Karma-kun.” The blue-haired boy called the other in a disapproving tone. Then he looked back to the three U.A students. “We’re not here to fight you. We’re just here on an assignment from our school.”

The three gapped at the Assassins.

Assassins have school?!

“But if you hire us to kill the guy off, we might get a bonus mark. That guy has already killed more than ten people. He’s qualified to be on the hit list.”

“What are you—” Midoriya couldn’t finish because the Villain with warp Quirk appeared by the Hand-man’s side, telling him about someone making it out to call for help.

“Tch…looks like it’s over.” The redhead clicked his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. “Come on Nagisa, let’s go!”

“I thought you wanted to kill them, Karma-kun?” The blue-haired boy now known as Nagisa inquired. He didn’t sound irritated or anything. It was just a genuine question—like if the boy said yes, he would immediately jump in to support him.

“It’s not like these kids have the money anyways." Golden eyes scanned over Midoriya, Asui and Mineta, then back to the Villains. “Right now those guys are just nobodies. It’s better to wait for their rank to grow and then kill them.”

“I can’t argue with that.” Nagisa smiled and just like that, the two of them walked away, turning their backs to both Heroes and Villains. Midoriya didn’t know where they were going considering they were walking the opposite direction from the exit.

The Villains didn’t bother with the two either since they were irrelevant to their plans.

It was only after All Might and the reinforcement arrived that Midoriya and the others found the chance to tell them about the strange boys that called themselves Assassins.

The moment their teachers heard of this, they were immediately on high alert. They searched the entire U.S.J, but couldn't find any traces of the two boys.

At that time, Midoriya hadn’t known how big of a deal meeting two underage Assassins were.

Assassins never make any public appearances due to their skills in avoiding cameras and killing their target in secrecy. Despite that, Heroes and governments were still able to gather plenty of information about them. It was common knowledge within Heroes and experienced Villains that Assassins were all grown adults.

No children Assassins were ever to be seen throughout history.

By having information on Assassins trainees, they could learn a lot about this mysterious group. Things such as old do Assassins begin their training, how were they chosen, do Assassins train their students one on one, or was there an actual school teaching them?

And most importantly, did these people willingly become Assassins?

These were all questions the government has always been searching for. And now, for the very first time in history, two young Assassins appeared—and with the Villains nonetheless.

It was two weeks later that Midoriya—as well as the rest of the class—were finally told about Assassins. This information was something they weren’t supposed to learn until they were in third years, but the appearance of the Assassins pushed the school to let them know early.

“As you probably all learned in middle schools, assassins are individuals who received request and payment to eliminate a target.”

Aizawa’s entire body was wrapped in bandages and looked as if a little bit of wind would be enough to blow him over.

“In the past, Assassins were regarded the same as Villains, but everything changed in the 24th century when the rise of Villains got out of hand. Governments around the world decided to hire Assassins to aid them in controlling Villains.”

The class burst into gasps of disbelief, including Midoriya. None of their history books or anything ever mentioned the government hiring killers.

“But sensei!” Iida raised his hand. “Isn’t that just the same as hiring Villains to take care of Villains?”

Many students nodded, unable to understand the reasoning.

“If you are going to become Heroes, then there’s one thing you need to remember from here on out,” Aizawa told them sternly, staring at them from the gap of his bandages. “Assassins are not like Villains. Villains do things out of their own self-interest, Assassins do not. They are killers, but not by nature.”

“Then…you’re saying they are good guys?” Sato asked in disbelief.

“I didn’t say that,” the teacher replied. “Assassins only kill when there’s a client hiring them to do so. In other words, they only kill when they are paid to do so.”

Midoriya suddenly remembered that red-haired boy—Karma’s parting words.

“It’s not like these kids have the money anyways. Right now those guys are just nobodies. It’s better to wait for their rank to grow and then kill them.”

Kill for money.

Midoriya’s hands rolled into fists. He couldn’t accept something like that.

None of the kids in the class could, which was understandable.

Aizawa himself and all other Heroes were the same. No matter how bloodied the Villain’s hands may be, it was not a Hero’s job to kill them. It wasn’t that they couldn’t understand the feeling of the people who resorted to hiring Assassins to vent out their anger, but deaths won’t bring anything back.

As humans, they have no right as an individual to pass on judgments to others. That was why they have laws. Their job as Hero was to bring these Villains to justice—where they will be sentenced for the crime they committed by the country and the people as a whole.

These Assassins used the despair of people who lost their loved ones and made money off their revenge.

It was simply wrong, and no one who aspires to be Heroes can come to like Assassins.

“After that collaboration, the Assassins struck a deal with the governments and the World Assassin Association was formed.”

Midoriya gapped. They even have a World Assassin Association? How big were they?! Why weren’t they taught something like that? Shouldn’t the public be made aware of this?

“The Assassin Association has three rules that all Assassins must follow. The first rule is that only those who have killed more than ten people can become an Assassin’s target, be it directly or indirectly.”

"That guy has already killed more than ten people. He’s qualified to be on the hit list.”

“The second is that Assassins cannot attack Heroes unless it was the Hero who made the first move. Everything that happens afterward, the Assassins will be able to justify their actions under self-defense.”

“Oh? Are you going to hit me?”

“The third is that they cannot kill anyone that they were not hired to. These are their three rules, keep them in mind.” Aizawa instructed sternly. “If you ever come across an Assassin, never attack them. As long as you don’t attack them, they cannot attack you. The moment you do, they will gain the right to attack you and not be held accountable for anything that happens afterward.”

“But aren’t they still criminals?” Asui wondered out loud, not understanding why as Heroes they can’t fight against Assassins.

“Aizawa-sensei, are Assassins super strong?” Ashido asked curiously.

“No,” Aizawa replied. “If we judge them by the standard of Heroes, they are not strong. In fact, it is speculated that most of these Assassins are Quirkless.”

That made the class blow up.

“Quiet!” Aizawa shouted and the students shut their mouths. However, they were anything but calm, especially Midoriya who was once Quirkless.

To suddenly learn of an occupation that hired mostly Quirkless people was…

“Aizawa-sensei!” He couldn’t help but raise his hand, wanting to know. “If Assassins were all hidden and not much was seen, how do you know they are mostly Quirkless?”

“Let me ask you this.” Aizawa stared at Midoriya. “Who do we fight against, as Heroes?”

“Villains,” Midoriya replied naturally.

“Then what does it take for someone to be defined as Villain?”

“Someone who misuses their Quirks—” Midoriya froze, unable to continue as his tongue suddenly felt numb in his mouth. His eyes widened as he slowly began to understand.

“That’s right.” Aizawa continued, looking towards the rest of the class. “As Heroes, our job is to deal with those who use their Quirks to fight. Then what happens if there exist criminals that don’t use their Quirks?”

“They will fall to the police,” Iida gasped. They understood now. They now know why as Heroes, they are unable to touch Assassins. Heroes and police may seem to be on the same side, but there were many complications between the two departments. If by law that Assassins cannot be arrested by Heroes, then in doing so will only get them in trouble with the police!

“But wouldn’t they be easy to deal with? I mean, they can’t use their Quirks in a fight, right?” Kirishima asked.

“Assassins have killed more Villains than anyone in this world,” Aizawa deadpanned. “And they have done it without the aid of any Quirks. Assassins pride themselves on their skills. They don’t need Quirks to perform their jobs. That’s why those without Quirks are often the most ideal type to become Assassins. Without any special features, they can blend in and become anything.”

“Blend in?” Yaoyorozu muttered as the class shared a look.

For the next fifteen minutes, Aizawa began going through detail on how Assassins truly operate.

To all of the children’s shock, it wasn’t anything as simple as just waiting in the dark with a weapon.

Assassins have a huge range of skills, ones that no Villains or Heroes could compare to. To the point where they can be placed in any situation and still be able to swiftly blend in. They must have knowledge in all areas and all fields. Honey traps, disguises, informants…there were just countless ways for Assassins to move without alerting anyone around them. They can even kill a person in broad daylight and no one will ever know who has done it.

Just hearing it sent chills down their spines, thinking that perhaps one day, they will walk by an Assassin without even knowing.

“Assassins are masters in disguises and because their disguises are not Quirks, it’s not something that can be detected easily. Their expressions, their form and even down to the slightest movement are calculated. They will be at a disadvantage once exposed, but it doesn’t mean you can underestimate them. If anything, dealing with Assassins are far more dangerous than Villains. Assassins fight with a variety of weapons and poisons. They all have a thorough analysis of the human anatomy to know how to incapacitate you for the rest of your lives. There have been examples of Heroes fighting Assassins only to leave their Hero career due to this.”

The class shivered at the dark look in Aizawa’s eyes.

“But…Assassins only target those that killed more than ten people, right?” Kaminari laughed weakly. “Doesn’t that mean that we probably won’t ever see one?”

“No,” Aizawa stated flatly. “If anything, Heroes are the only career where you will meet more Assassins than any other ones.”

“Eh?!” Aoyama couldn’t stop the small screech he let out.

“More often than not, these Assassins will come for the Villains you’re fighting.” The raven-haired man replied. “To Assassins, the most important thing is the ability to kill their targets in one shot. In other words, they will wait for the perfect opportunity where the failure rate is at the lowest. It’s not uncommon for Heroes to subdue a Villain only for an Assassin to take the chance and kill the Villain off. Whenever you hear a report of a Villain’s death after engaging with a Hero, most of them were in fact killed by Assassins.”

“Aizawa-sensei,” Iida raised his hand. “Why does the government hide all of this? The World Assassination Association and these reported deaths…shouldn’t the public be made aware of this?”

“Because if the news gets out, more people will be aware of these Assassins and will lean towards them. There might even be an increase of clients for these Assassins,” Aizawa said slowly. “These Villains Assassins target are people that have murdered over ten people. If these Assassins’ accomplishments were brought to light, there would be a split between society on whether or not the Assassins’ actions are just and that can become extremely dangerous. This is why Assassin’s involvement needed to be covered up.”

The man looked around the class before continuing.

“The final thing you all need to know is a fourth rule of the World Assassination Association. This isn’t a rule for the Assassins to follow, but it is the most crucial rule we as Heroes need to know. If for whatever reason someone was to kill an Assassin, then the first three rules of the World Assassination Association will no longer be applied to that specific person.”

“Then doesn’t that mean that anyone can kill them?!” Mineta cried.

“That’s why you need to avoid any fight with Assassins. Even if a fight were to happen, figure out a way to pacify the Assassin. Assassins are not like Villains. They are capable of listening to reasoning and can be negotiated.” Aizawa instructed.

“In the future, there will come a time when you must face off against an Assassin that has come to kill the Villain you’ve captured. The only thing you can do in that situation is to protect the Villain. As long as you don’t attack the Assassin, they can’t attack you in any ways. The moment the Villain is transported into jail, the Assassin will have no way to kill them, that’s why they will do everything in their power to kill the Villain before that happens. They may even appear in front of you disguising as an ally to trick you.”

“Then…how do we know if they’re Assassins or not?” Uraraka asked nervously.

“…You don’t.” Aizawa replied slowly, remembering something from the past. “The only thing you can do is to trust your instinct and let that be your judgment.”

Those were the only advice Aizawa could give to his students.

Everyone heard it. They understood what their teacher was trying to tell them and took it to heart. But understanding was one thing, putting it into practical use was another.

Midoriya learned it the hard way after the fight with the Hero Killer.

That was the first time Midoriya has ever witnessed a death right in front of him.

Back then, Midoriya, Iida, and Todoroki did everything they could to put the Hero Killer down. The moment the Villain was beaten, they all relaxed, thinking that everything was fine now.

Reinforcement arrived and things were seemingly peaceful until the flying Nomu appeared.

Then afterward, Midoriya was saved by the Hero Killer.

At that moment, no one could move from the blood lust the Hero Killer was expelling.

Midoriya could only stare, feeling as if there were invisible hands gripping onto him. He couldn’t move at all, even by an inch. He could only stare with fear on his face as the Hero Killer headed for the rest of the Heroes.

“I must make things right…!”

He said, taking a step forward.

“Someone must be dyed in red!”

He took another step.

“I must take back what it meant to be a Hero!!”

He slammed his feet down and glared at the Heroes before him.

“Come! Try to get me, you fakes! The only one I’ll allow to kill me is the real Hero! ALL—”

Midoriya saw something flickered by.

It was too fast for him to make out exactly what it was. All he knew that whatever it was, it went right through the Hero Killer’s head, followed by blood gushing out from the Villain’s temple. And then, like a marionette with its strings cut, the Hero Killer crumbled onto the ground.

For a while, nobody could move. All of them were still frozen in place, staring at the Villain lying on the floor motionlessly.

Midoriya stared at the body in front of him and felt everything inside him turning cold.

“Assassin!”

Gran Torino and Endeavor were the first ones to react. The moment Endeavor shouted that out, he jumped in front of the Hero Killer, using his large body to shield the Villain. Gran Torino had already activated his Quirk and flew off, heading towards the direction where the shot came from. The rest of the Heroes hurriedly grabbed the three U.A students and ran from the scene.

As Midoriya was carried away, he spotted a small hole in the ground a meter and half from where Stain laid.

Hero Killer: Stain, has died.

The Assassin that had killed Stain him was never found.

The moment the Assassin shot the Hero Killer, they went into hiding. Even with Gran Torino’s speed, he couldn’t find where the Assassin had gone. Just as Aizawa had said, the police covered up Stain’s death as an unfortunate accident, but a video of Hero Killer’s last moment began to surface all over the internet.

The video cut off right after Stain was shot, so questions and conspiracy theory began to pop up everywhere. They were even speculating that the police were the ones that had shot Stain off camera.

Despite the things the Hero Killer had done, society had split opinions of the Villain. Many idolize Stain and could relate his reasoning—something that Aizawa told them would happen should the public know about the Assassins.

Distrust towards the police and Heroes began to rise.

Midoriya didn’t know how to take the news. He didn’t know how to feel about the Hero Killer’s death.

Given that the Hero Killer has only killed Heroes, whoever hired an Assassin had to be from one of the deceased Hero’s families.

Even without giving any information, Midoriya knew the police must be investigating those families. He couldn’t understand. While he may not know all those Heroes that had died, surely the last thing these Heroes wanted was for their families to become murderers, and that’s what they will be the moment they decided to hire someone to take someone else’s life.

For the first three days, Iida didn’t even climb out of bed. The criminal’s death no doubt affected him the most. Iida had wanted the Hero Killer to die. He had wanted to avenge his brother.

But now, when the Hero Killer really did die, Iida didn’t feel any happiness at all.

All he felt was the frustration left in the form of a void inside him.

Now, there was no one for him to resent for what happened to his brother. He wasn’t even satisfied with how everything turned out. Iida realized now that what he really wanted was to bring the Hero Killer to justice, to show everyone that the Hero Killer was wrong.

To prove to the Villain that he was wrong.

But that won’t ever happen…never again.

When his one week internship was over, Midoriya was going to bid Gran Torino good buy when a thought came across his mind.

“Gran Torino,” he began, “when the Hero Killer died, how did you know it was an Assassin and not another Villain that had shot him?”

“Hmm…when you worked in this field, you’ll get to understand how those Assassins operate.” Gran Torino replied. “Waiting in the shadows to strike at the very last second has always been their signature method.”

Torino raised his brows when he saw Midoriya open his mouth. As if knowing what he was going to ask, he continued.

“Of course, it could have been a Villain, but Villains wouldn’t have snipers skilled enough to kill the target in one shot. The sniper that night had shot him from quite the distance away. You need skills for that, kid. It’s not something anyone can do without intensive training. That’s something Villains wouldn’t waste time on when killing people with their Quirks are faster and more convenient.”

“But they could still imitate…”

“And what good will they get out of imitating an Assassin?” Gran Torino asked, and Midoriya had no answers to that.

“While the government acknowledged the World Assassination Association, killing is still killing and Assassins can still be arrested. If the Assassin is caught, they will just sit in jail until the World Assassination Association bails them out. The only thing Villains would gain by pretending to be Assassins would be Assassins sniffing on their tails, and that is the last thing any Villain with half a brain would want. That’s how much Villains fear Assassins because whenever they cross paths with Assassins, the Villain will always be the one to die.”

When they returned to U.A, everything that happened during the past week felt like a distant dream. The police had asked Midoriya, Iida and Todoroki to keep silent about that night’s incident, especially the appearance of an Assassin. To the public, everyone believed that it was Endeavour who had brought down the Hero Killer before the Villain was shot.

Midoriya couldn’t even tell anyone the truth of that night. He felt as if his world was slowly spiraling out of control. He couldn’t stop the frustration burning inside him. The more he thought about the Hero Killer, the more frustrated he was because he realized another crucial information he had overlooked.

The Hero Killer always attacks his victims in less populated areas, preferably in alleys where there are walls surrounding them. Midoriya had thought it was to prevent being seen, but the main reason the Hero Killer chose that location was because he was aware of the Assassin after him.

With his kill count, he knew that someone would hire Assassins to go after him, especially when these families of Heroes were all wealthy. When the Hero Killer fought, he was always mindful of his surroundings, prepared for any surprise attacks from the Assassin.

Midoriya couldn’t help but blame himself for not thinking of this earlier. If he had taken Aizawa’s word more to heart, he would have figured out that an Assassin would be watching them, waiting for the perfect chance to kill the Hero Killer.

As much as Midoriya didn’t like the Hero Killer, he should be brought to justice and atone for his crimes, not to die like that. If he was able to stop it, then somewhere out there, a family may not have to live the rest of their lives knowing that their hands had been stained.

Midoriya couldn’t contain these feelings inside him so in the end, he went to the only person he knew could help him through this.

He went to All Might.

They sat in the staff break room with All Might placing a cup of tea in front of him.

“I see,” he said gently, taking a seat on the other side of the couch. “Teacher had told me what happened that night.”

“Hm…” Midoriya nodded slowly, taking a small sip of the tea without really tasting it.

“Young Midoriya, what you’re feeling is completely normal,” All Might assured him. “As frustrating as it is, we cannot do anything about the Assassins. As Heroes, we are only allowed to deal with Villains. Assassins can only be apprehended by police, that is the agreement they established with the governments around the world.”

“What happens to Assassins that get arrested?” Midoriya asked.

“Well…” All Might sighed. “If the police successfully apprehended them, the World Assassination Association will negotiate with the government to bail them out. There will never be a real charge place on their heads.”

“Even if they killed people?”

“This was an old agreement established when Villains were striving.” All Might explained. “Back then, the governments were in desperate need of their help and agreed to many of their terms. None of them expected the newly established World Assassination Association at the time to grow into what it is today. As long as Assassins keep their words and follow the rules, there’s nothing anyone can do but overlook their crimes.”

“But it’s wrong,” Midoriya gritted out. “What about the people who hired the Assassins? They…!!”

“Young Midoriya.” All Might called out his name. Midoriya looked up as a heavy hand fell upon his shoulder.

“I too share your frustration. All Heroes do. In all my years, I have encountered a fair number of times when I let the Villain I captured die at the hands of Assassin. It’s extremely frustrating, but that is just how it is. There is nothing that can be done about Assassins.”

“I understand, but…” Midoriya chewed on the inside of his cheek. He understood what All Might was telling him, but it didn’t make it any better.

“In every generation, Assassins play a crucial part in keeping the Villains in line. It is due to their existence that many Villains don’t dare to recklessly kill people, because if they do, their kill count will go up and could become targets for Assassins.” All Might told him. “You will understand eventually, young Midoriya.”

Midoriya could only nod.

Time went by like this.

Whenever Midoriya heard of a Villain dying, he would search it up, trying to figure out whether or not an Assassin was involved. He knew he shouldn’t be digging around like this, but there was never anything for him to dig up anyways. If Assassins were so easy to find, the governments wouldn’t be looking for so long and still not find a single clue.

Midoriya’s mind kept thinking back to the two Assassin students he encountered during the U.S.J incident. Were they Quirkless as well? Why did they become Assassins? Was there something that forced them onto that path?

The teen shook his head at that last thought.

No, they weren’t forced.

He recalled the looks on those two boy’s faces. The gentle and easy smiles as well as how relaxed they were in front of bloodshed and violence. While they were all shaking in fear, the two Assassins acted like they were more than used to such scenes. Midoriya could also not forget the disappointment the redhead displayed when they walked away as if they had just decided to walk out on a movie that was still playing.

Were they…still human?

In many ways, it was this behavior that made them more frightening than Villains. Villains kill, but they kill for their own, sick pleasure. What about these people? They didn’t enjoy killing, yet they kill because they get paid.

Midoriya wondered just which of them was better? Killing for pleasure, or killing for money?

The youth shook his head again and slapped his hands against his cheeks.

No matter what the reason, killing is killing. There was no way to justify their ways of taking a life.

Yet unlike Villains, there wasn’t anything they could do about it.

Not the Heroes and certainly not the government.

The next time Midoriya saw the two young Assassins, he didn’t see them in person but on the television. It was the very first time in history that an Assassin was captured in action. It was also the first-ever video for anyone to witness such one-sided and crushing defeat for a Villain.

“Force Quirk Activation! Magnetism!”

All For One forcefully activated Magne’s Quirk to throw the members of the League of Villains into Kurogiri’s wrap hole.

“Wait! Don’t, Master!” Shigaraki shouted, hands digging into the dirt to fight against the pull that was drawing him closer and closer towards the portal. “With that body, you’ll—!!”

Shigaraki was cut off with a sharp gasp as he was thrown into the air, falling back towards the warp hole.

“No!” The hand on his face slowly fell off, revealing the scared and lost look on his face. His body was already passing through the warp hole.

The moment his body was engulfed by the black mist—leaving behind just his face—he stopped.

Before anyone could react, something was rapidly fired out of the black hole, aiming directly at All for One who was hovering in the sky. Having his attention lock onto All Might, All for One wasn’t even given the time to react before bullets pierced through his body.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye.

All for One fell from the sky and slammed into the ground, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

“MASTER—AAH!!” Shigaraki’s cry turned into a scream with his face distorted in a mixture of anger and pain.

Sweats rolled down his face as his red pupils rolled into the back of his head. His voice was gone, leaving behind just his gaping mouth as he fainted.

“Shigaraki…!”All for One had no idea what had happened. He never anticipated anything like this before.

All Might was stunned as well, and so were the citizens on the other side of the television watching the live broadcast. No one had any idea what had happened until Shigaraki’s head began to move. He slowly moved forward, coming out of the dark mist until his entire head was out, revealing the gloved hand gripping onto the back of his hair.

Shigaraki’s arms fell out of the mist. To everyone’s shock, his arms were twisted around the joints and broken in various places

The dark purplish mist fluttered before a person walked out.

Bright red hair, gold coloured eyes, gray and black uniform…although All Might has never personally met this boy, he knew about him. He learned about him from reports given by Midoriya, Asui and Mineta. He was one of the two Assassin students at U.S.J!

Unlike before, the boy was wearing a black mask covering the bottom half of his face.

“Good evening!” He greeted in a cheerful voice, holding up Shigaraki’s head and waved like a puppeteer performing an act with his puppet. “I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

With a wave of his hand, he tossed Shigaraki through the portal behind him. Before, All for One couldn’t close the portal when Shigaraki was stuck between dimensions, but now that his disciple was out, he could finally close it.

However, even if he did close it off now, he knew it would be meaningless, as this boy did not need the warp hole anymore.

All Might stared at the young Assassin standing before them.

It couldn’t be…

But why after all these years…?

As if thinking the same thing, All for One began to cackle, but was cut off when he began coughing intensely

“So the Assassins have finally come to take my head!”

The moment that name came out, the crowd of people watching the scene burst into gasps. All of them recognized the name Assassin, yet none of them had any idea what this name meant until this very moment.

“Yep,” the boy tucked his hands into his pocket and walked up to the most feared Villain without a care in the world. “I’ve come to assassinate you, old man.”

“Assassins always worked in the shadows,” All for One chuckled. “And you’re young…what made the Assassins send out their fledging to do their work?”

“Nothing much,” the boy shrugged. “Just that the price of your head went down…to the point where even a fledgling like me can take your head.”

“Affordable?” All for One laughed. “And what makes you think you can kill me? I’ve been alive all this time and never once have Assassins ever been able to kill me!”

“Dabi, Himiko Toga, Twice, Spinner, Mr. Compress, Magne, Kurogiri and of course, Shigaraki Tomura.” The redhead started listening out all the names of the people All for One just saved. “Right now, my classmates are standing over them, watching this live broadcast. The moment they get the signal or if you try anything funny, they will kill them.”

That made All for One’s breath hitched. It was a very small and unnoticeable action, but the way the boy’s eyes curved up in a smile told the Villain that he had noticed.

"Assassins can't kill people who are not on the hit list.”

“And how do you know they’re not on the hit list?” the redhead challenged.

“I have my sources,” All for One replied confidently.

“Oh but they’re on the hit list!” The boy grinned widely behind his mask. “They’ve been on there since five minutes ago~”

“Impossible, that’s—!” All for One cut himself off when a thought came to him. However, this was something that has never happened before! “You requested a hit on their heads…!”

It was a general rule that Assassins cannot place a hit on anyone’s head, but there was no rule saying that Assassin cannot request someone who isn’t an Assassin to put out a specific hit. Although not against the rule, this was something that has never happened before, as doing such a thing will damage the Assassin’s name within their community.

But this person right here was a child. As a child who hasn’t become a full-grown Assassin yet. For a child who isn’t a true Assassin yet, these sort of actions could certainly be excused!

“You see, we rank those on the hit list base on difficulties!” The boy waved his finger, drawing lettering in midair. “E-rank, D-rank, C-rank, B-rank, A-rank, and S-rank. The rank changes depending on the Villain’s abilities and their effect on society. The moment it was clear that you have a successor, you dropped from S-rank because you became replaceable. The moment police and Hero decided to team up and raid your little hideout, you dropped even more.”

And then, the red-haired boy leaned down, hovering over All for One’s face.

“Do you want to know what rank you fell to the moment you’re exposed in public eyes?”

All for One stared at the kid above him. He wheezed while his mind turned and began to run over the possible scenarios.

“You want to know, don’t you?” The boy laughed. “The answer is—”

And then, All for One’s brain stopped functioning.

He could still see the boy, yet he could also feel his life quickly slipping away from him. He tried to move his body, to figure out what had happened, but it was already too late.

All for One may not have known what happened, but onlookers did.

With the boy hovering over All for One, the Villain’s attention was zeroed in on the boy. He was observing the boy carefully, watching out for each and every one of his moves. His head was even pulled back, so he could keep the boy in his vision.

Therefore, he couldn’t see the blue-haired boy that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, nor could he stop the sharp blade slicing through the base of his neck—skillfully going under his equipment and into the flesh.

The blue-haired youth stood over the Villain, a foot on each side of his body with a bloodied knife gripped tightly in his gloved hand.

All Might felt a chill as he stared into those blue eyes completely void of emotion as they stared down at the head that he had just detached.

“Bye, bye, old man,” the red-haired boy waved and with a light kick, he turned the head over, ending their conversation.

“That’s a Villain boss for you! Over thirty shots with a submachine gun and he still wasn't down,” he hummed joyfully.

“We don’t know if he’s dead for certain, Karma-kun,” the blue-haired boy informed his companion. The cold glint in his eyes was gone, replaced by warmth and gentleness. Although All Might couldn’t see the boy’s lower half of his face, he was certain that the child was smiling.

“Reports did say that he survived even without his head.” As he said that, his ocean blue eyes shifted to All Might who was standing in the distance. The No.1 Hero watched the scene with his mouth still open, unable to react properly to the turn of events.

“Nagisa-kun is correct!” A voice came from the sky. All Might and Gran Torino automatically looked up, but couldn’t see anything.

When they looked down, they were surprised to find a person with octopus mutation standing behind the two children.

“Koro-sensei!” The two kids shouted.

All Might and Gran Torino were instantly tensed. First Assassin students and now their teacher has appeared? What was going on?

“Well done, Nagisa-kun, Karma-kun!” the yellow octopus complimented, using his tentacle arms to pat the two boys on the head. “That was a beautifully well-executed assassination! Sensei is extremely proud!”

“Took us months though,” Karma said, pushing the tentacle off his head.

“A good Assassin must have patience,” Koro-sensei nodded. “You both took your time analyzing all of the League of Villains as well as their safe houses and laboratories. With thorough calculation, Karma-kun was able to pinpoint the exact location All for One would send his disciple to when in danger. Instead of acting, the two of you waited for an opportunity, and that is the Heroes’ attack on the League of Villains.”

The Assassin teacher made a point by nodding his large head towards the two Heroes in the distance.

“Karma-kun lay low in their laboratory while Nagisa-kun hid within the debris amidst the battle. Your plans have worked marvelously, but as your teacher, I will still have to deduct marks off the risks you took, especially Karma-kun!”

Karma didn’t say anything, showing that he fully understood what his teacher was talking about.

“Even now, we don’t know the full extent of All for One’s Quirks. Had he been calmer and thought more rationally, he would have realized that Karma-kun was bluffing about putting hits on the League of Villains then things will become extremely bad. And while I trust Nagisa-kun’s ability to stay hidden, there’s still a chance you could be hit or get caught up in the battle.”

“Yes…” Nagisa nodded slowly, almost dejectedly.

“Nevertheless, great job, both of you. Sensei is extremely looking forward to all of your futures!” The octopus sniffed proudly. “You’ve all come so far! Let us go back, everyone’s waiting for you!”

“Sounds like everyone else finished their assignments, Karma-kun,” Nagisa’s voice carried happiness as he turned to his companion, holding out his hand and curled his fingers in so it became a fist.

“Sounds like we’re the last two,” Karma snorted, lifting his own hand and bumped their fists together.

And then, clouds of white fume began shooting out from all around them. Some coming out from the mountain of debris while others from small cans that have been set on the floor at some point.

“Wait!” All Might gasped, he tried to run up, but his battered body wouldn’t allow him to go far.

“Toshinori!” Gran Torino had to pull him back when he nearly fell over.

“Nyuruhuhuhuhu~” A weird laugh echoed into their ears. They looked around, but couldn’t find anyone. “You should use this chance to leave as well! Your power is leaving you, it’ll be bad if you get exposed in front of the camera.”

“Who are you?” All Might asked, looking around the thickening fog.

“I’m a fan, and a fellow teacher,” the Assassin teacher replied. “Being a teacher is tough, isn’t it? I’m sure our students will cross paths in the future, I look forward to those days!”

Just like that, the Assassins left, taking the body of All for One with them.

No one knew why these Assassins took the bodies with them, but one thing for certain was that All for One was truly dead. Assassins will never assist Villains, just as how they will never assist Heroes. Their only job is to kill.

All for One will never come back—the Assassins will make sure of that.

As simple as that, the Villain that had seemed so powerful and out of reach has died—at the hands of two children no less.

The truth of All Might’s identity was kept safe, but the last ember of One for All has completely left All Might. The next day, All Might announced his retirement, putting an end to his Hero career.

The world was in an uproar after that.

Everyone was frantic over the loss of their Symbol as well as the escaped Villains.

But more than anything, they were shaken over the appearance of Assassins.

In that battle, the two Assassin children left a deeper impression than anyone else. With just bullets and knives, they killed the super Villain that was on par with All Might. This also served as a reminder to the world and Villains that Assassins are walking amongst them.

The Villains cheered at the disappearance of All Might, but the reminder of Assassins made them even more cautious than before, fearing that the moment they killed ten people, an Assassin would come to take their head.

This was a three-way deadlock.

“They did it on purpose,” All Might said, staring out to the city from the roof of the school with Midoriya by his side.

“Eh?”

“Those two children, as well as their teacher, were putting up a show for the media and the world,” the blond explained. “The moment they struck All for One from the warp hole, the battle was already decided. There was no reason to let themselves be seen, yet those two children did, knowing full well that they will be on live broadcast.”

“But why would they do that?” Midoriya couldn’t figure out what they’ll gain by doing this.

“That Assassin teacher…he knew about the truth of my power. Perhaps they already knew the moment you entered U.A, young Midoriya.”

“Me?” Midoriya’s eyes widened.

“Without a symbol, the world will fall into chaos with the Villains running amuck. To prevent the worst from happening, they sent out their students to show the world that the Assassins were striving. They show off the skill of their young ones and had them take out the most dangerous Villain in history as a warning.”

“You mean…if Villains were to overtake the city, it would cause issues to Assassins?” Midoriya frowned. “But wouldn’t it benefit the Assassins if more Villains were to appear? That means they will get more…”

The boy trailed off, not sure how to call it. Work? Business? They all felt so wrong, especially when these works involved taking a life.

“Assassins only kill those who have taken lives.” All Might replied. “But if the world was to go out of order and everyone has dirtied their hands, would anyone still bother to hire Assassins?”

Midoriya thought over All Might’s words and realized that no—no one would hire Assassins whose specialty was only to kill one person at a time with a price.

“If the world were to go out of order, there would be no place for them. Compared to Heroes and Villains, Assassins are the closest to ordinary civilians. Or to be precise, they blend within our society and live like ordinary citizens. If the world was to be filled with Villains, it would be inconvenient for them who can’t kill unless hired to do so.”

“Then…does that also mean that Assassin might be on a rise?” Midoriya asked. After all, he has seen the talks on the internet. Compared to the hype Stain brought, these Assassins impacted the world more than Stain ever could. Everyone was talking about them and there were heavy debates on whether or not Assassins are evil.

“It is possible.” All Might frowned. “Anyone with money can hire Assassins.”

Then he reached out a hand and spread his fingers out as if there was something in the distance for him to grasp onto.

“That’s why, as Heroes, we must do our best to protect everyone, young Midoriya.”

Midoriya looked up at All Might before a smile broke on his face. He nodded, looking over the city before reaching his hand out, making the same pose as his Hero.

“Yes!”

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prettyboypeterparker · 5 years ago

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Peter isn’t exactly sure where Tony got this outfit. Well he has an idea but part of Peter hopes that this isn’t from a sex shop but he knows it most definitely is. Peter picks up the fishnet stockings and fingers at the holes, he’s never worn stockings before. He’s actually never worn women’s clothing, if you don’t count the times he dressed in his Aunts dresses when he was a kid, he’s not against female clothes because he’s seen some of the stuff girls his age wear, mainly MJ, and all her stuff seems comfortable and he wouldn’t mind wearing tights but it’s been drilled in him to look masculine. It’s not his Aunts fault, she never cared what he wore but all the men in his life did and that influenced him a lot.

Peter shakes out of his thoughts and picks up the red velvet dress, it’s small and looks tight. Peter tugs at the voluminous black tulle underneath and notes that it’s not scratchy like most Halloween costumes are, there’s a corset attached at the torso and Peter is going to need help with that but it’s actually really pretty and there’s a bow where the dresses neckline dips. There’s a long silk cape to go with it and an expensive pair of Mary Janes laying in a soft pastel pink box with pink crepe paper, the heels on them look doable and Peter’s confident he’ll be able to walk in them. In a nondescript bag is a palette of make up that consists of blacks and reds to match the dress and in sitting at the bottom is a pair of silk black gloves. All he needs is a basket and he should be set.

Peter decides he’s going to need help and sends and S.O.S message to MJ, she’s over within twenty minutes not even questioning why he needs her.

“Red Riding Hood huh? Is he gonna be the Big Bad Wolf?” MJ asks as she helps Peter strip.

“I guess? He didn’t really say, just told me to watch out for a delivery and to enjoy the gift when I got it.” Peter drops his jeans and shirt onto the carpet and stands almost naked in front of MJ.

“Does he expect you to wear this as well?” Peter is confused for a moment when MJ turns around and holds out an oxidised blood red lace bodysuit.

It’s all lace at the top and a sheer panel around the bottom half and Peter blushes hard as MJ waggles it in front of him.

“I didn’t know he sent that. That’s so embarrassing.” Peter snatches the lingerie up and tries to shove it into the small bag he missed.

“I think it’s hot. You should totally wear it. I’m sure Tony would enjoy it a lot.” MJ winks.

“Whose side are you on!” Peter yells exasperated.

“Yours Pete, I’m just thinking about your sex life.” Peter frowns.

“Don’t ever think about my sex life. Please.”

“Anyways go get into that bodysuit and slip into the dress. I’ll help you from there.” Peter sighs but takes the lingerie and dress into his bathroom.

He drops his boxers and even though it takes him a hot minute to figure out how to get into the bodysuit (thank god for the snap shut crotch piece) he manages to get it on. The dress is easier all Peter has to do is slip it on over his head and pull it down and slot his arms into the puffy sleeves.

“You done?” MJ calls out.

“Yeah, I’m done.” Peter leaves the bathroom and walks back to MJ, she’s sitting on the bed playing with the make up palette.

“Holy shit, you look... wow.” MJ stands and smiles, her hands coming to rest on her hips.

“Thanks. I feel funny.” Peter reaches down and pulls the bottom of the dress until it sits mid thigh.

“Stop fussing, now get the stockings on.” Peter sits down and MJ helps him with the fishnets.

Afterwards Peter asks MJ to tighten the corset and he’s going to kill Tony when he sees him next. MJ instructs him to hold onto the post of the bed and to take a deep breath, she yanks on the ribbon of the corset and it crushes Peter’s ribs.

“Is it suppose to hurt like this?” Peter asks through gritted teeth.

“Yup, pain is beauty Parker.” MJ keeps tightening until she deems it done and ties the ribbon off into a neat bow.

It takes Peter nearly five minutes to get use to the feeling of not feeling his ribs.

“Make up next.” MJ says cheerfully.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying this Jones.” Peter follows MJ into the bathroom and sits on the plush fluffy chair that usually resides under the marble counter top.

MJ does his makeup and they chat about school and how she’s going steady with a girl named Gwen. Peter wasn’t really shocked to find out that MJ was bisexual, she gave off the vibe when they were dating so he wasn’t exactly stunned when she told him. He’s happy for her all the same though.

“Alright makeup done, now it’s just your cape, gloves and shoes. Oh and hair, we can’t forget the hair.” Peter nods and lets MJ tousle his hair, going for artfully messy.

They head back into the bedroom and Peter slides into his heels while MJ ties his cape around his neck, the last piece is the gloves and they roll up to his inner elbow where they rest comfortably.

“All done Peter, you look amazing. I’m sure Tony’s going to enjoy this.” Peter looks at himself in the mirror and can’t help but admire himself.

For all the times MJ has told him she sucks at makeup she’s done a damn good job on his face, the bright red lipstick is perfect and the smoky eye really deepens his brown irises nicely. He’s got a rosy blush over his cheeks and nose and a hint of shine at the tip.

“It looks amazing MJ.” Peter turns around and hugs his best friend.

“No problem, just have fun tonight that’s all I ask.” Peter smiles and walks over to his phone that’s charging on his side table.

He texts Happy that he’s ready to leave. Peter unhooks his phone and places it in one of the many ties on the dress, tucking it in safely before walking with MJ to the elevator then down to the lobby. Happy is already waiting for them and greets Peter with a smile and offers to drive MJ home.

“That would be great thanks.” MJ says politely as Happy opens the car door for them.

The drive to the venue doesn’t take long but Peter suddenly grows nervous.

“This was a bad idea. I can’t do this.” Peter stresses.

“Dude chill, you’re okay, nothing is gonna happen beside maybe a little making out.” MJ reassures him with a soft smile.

“Are you sure?” MJ laughs.

“It’ll be fine, go break a leg or whatever.” Peter nods and takes a deep breath.

“Make sure she gets home safe Happy.” Peter tells the bodyguard/friend.

“Will do Mr Parker.” Peter smiles at the man and gets out of the car.

“Oh you forgot one thing Peter.” Happy calls out before he walks away.

Happy sticks an arm out the window and dangling from his hand is a wicker picnic basket.

“Thanks Happy.” Peter takes the basket and slides it down his arm to sit in the crook of his elbow.

Peter waves at the car before walking towards the doors, a bouncer is standing there with a clipboard and stops Peter before he can go in.

“Name?” He asks in a thick Scottish accent.

“Peter Parker. I’m Tony Starks Guest.” Peter says meekly.

“Ah right, go right on in. Sorry to keep you waiting.” The man says as he opens the door.

Peter walks past him and smiles, the inside of the venue is bubbling with life. Music plays heavily and it seems to be a bass boosted version of Monster Mash, Peter pushes through the sea of bodies in search of Tony. He finds said man standing on the bar dancing with Pepper, Tony’s dressed in tatty jeans with no shirt he’s got a pair of wolf ears perched on his head and there’s a belt around his waist that has a pretty good looking tail hanging off the back.

Peter can’t help but laugh as Tony starts doing the twist, he manages to get Pepper to join in before Peter decided to let himself be known.

“What great big eyes you have, Daddy!” Peter shouts up at the older man, it grabs his attention and he looks down.

His smile grows when he sees Peter and helps him up onto the bar.

“All the better to see you with, baby.” He replies, grin turning wolffish.

Peter leans forward and kisses Tony, makeup be damned.

“You look so fucking stunning kid.” Tony says into his ear, tongue licking the shell as he draws back.

“Not too bad yourself Mr Wolf.” Tony laughs then grabs Peter’s hands and shimmies with him and they dance on the bar top until the next song comes on.

Thriller blasts through the speakers and Tony mouths along with the words as him and Peter dance. It’s amazing and Peter feels light and carefree, his chest pulses with the beat of the song and seeing Tony look so laid back and relaxed was also amazing.

“Come with me to get a drink.” Peter steps down from the bar with Tony and they walk through the dancing bodies.

They arrive at an ice chest that’s filled with fizzy drinks and water.

“You want some pop sweetheart?” Peter nods and Tony hands him a can of grape soda.

He cracks the tab open and gulps down the syrupy drink, Tony chugs at his water bottle then throws it in the trash where Peter drops his can.

“I want some fresh air.” Peter agrees with Tony and they walk outside where it’s a lot quieter.

It’s not even a second before Tony’s pushing Peter up against the wall, mouth coming to his neck and licking at the salty skin there.

“Eager much?” Peter jokes as Tony laves at his throat.

“You look so good.” Tony flashes teeth and now that there’s no strobing lights Peter can see fake little fangs hanging from Tony’s incisors.

“Oh Daddy, what big teeth you have.” Peter says mousy like.

“All the better to eat you with, baby.” Tony runs his tongue along his teeth before leaning in and biting hard into Peter’s neck.

It shouldn’t be hot like it is but Peter’s knees are buckling and his heart is skipping.

“I think we should take this somewhere more private.” Tony murmurs against his skin.

“But you’re the host, you can’t leave your own party.” Peter mentions, mind turning to mush as Tony rubs his fingers over his thighs.

“I can and I am. Are you coming little Red?” Peter bites his lip but nods his head.

“Yes Daddy.”

#starker #tony x peter #starker nff #halloween starker

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hockeytrashgoblin · 5 years ago

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Just One Date? ~ Part 4

A/N: HEYO IT’S SMUT TIME. If you’re not into that don’t read it, you won’t miss anything super important to the series. If you are into that hello, same, enjoy.

It was a simple text. Just two words. ‘Come over?’. And yet here I was once again feeling pretty nervous. Of course I was going to go over to the house and see him. I was nervous though because I finally wanted to take that next step with Alex. I knew he wanted to too, he’d been very clear on that many times but he also made it clear that he didn’t mind waiting. At first I thought he would be disappointed but he made sure I knew he didn’t expect anything from me.

I was ready to give in now though. The sexual tension between us got worse and worse every time we were together. I don’t know if he felt it getting worse but I sure did. It was subtle things like him smirking and saying dirty jokes as well as very not subtle things like him pinning me down when I jokingly say make me. There was just a lot. Alex was a lot and it was becoming more and more impossible to keep my hands to myself. I didn’t know if this would be the right time though since I was going to his house and Shea might be there too.

It took me forever to find something to wear. I wanted something that I’d look hot enough in that he would want me but I also wanted to be comfortable. A big dilemma to be honest. Eventually I just decided to do both, be comfy but be hot underneath. I put on the red lacy bodysuit then put a big sweater and leggings over top. I hoped he’d like it since it was the only really sexy thing I owned. I shook my head at the worrying I was doing and left my house to go see my boy.

I got to his house and I needed to calm down my racing heart. Remind myself that this was just Alex. The guy I had been with the past couple months, officially together with for a month. Just my favourite person. Just someone who cares about me a lot. Not someone to be this nervous around. It was weird feeling this nervous again. It was like the first date all over again.I shook my head and just got out of the car, walking up to his front door and walking in. At this point they didn’t really care if I just came in so I did. I kicked off my shoes and walked further into the house.

“Alex?” I yelled out into the house.

“Baby?” I heard from upstairs accompanied with shuffling.

“Whipped!” I heard Shea yell.

“You’re one to talk Shea!” I called up the stairs as I saw Alex coming down. He stopped right in front of me and pulled me into a kiss.

“Hi baby.”

“Hi love.”

“Did you just get here?”

“No I’ve been quietly sitting here for the past hour or so. Yes I just got here you nerd.”

“I missed you.”

“It’s only been like a day.” I said giggling as he kissed around my face.

“Yeah but I couldn’t talk to you today even though you were there and it was just torture. I had to invite you over so I didn’t die.”

“And we can’t have that.” I said sarcastically making him laugh.

“No we can’t.” he said kissing me again.

“Get out of my damn way.” Shea said coming down the stairs. “You guys are gross.”

“Where are you going?” I asked him turning away from Alex who responded by wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head in my hair.

“I’m going literally anywhere else. I’m not staying here while Tuch is all clingy like that. Weird.”

“It is weird yeah.” I said making Alex bite my neck. “Ow you whore.”

“You like it.” he mumbled.

“Yeah I’m not staying for this. Besides I’ve got a date. Don’t expect me home tonight. Unlike our little prude over here,” he said flicking my nose. “My girl puts out so.”

“I’m not a prude, you’re just a slut Shea.”

“You’re not wrong.” he said shrugging. “Bye guys, see you tomorrow probably.”

“Bye Shea.” he left and I turned to look at Alex. “You’re really gonna just bite my neck like that in front of people?”

“Hey you tell me to bite you all the time.” he said with a smirk.

“Yeah but not in front of Shea. I don’t want you to bite me in front of people.”

“So let me get this straight. I can bite you alone, you want me to bite you alone, but not in front of anyone?”

“Alex cut it out.” I said blushing looking at the ground.

“No, I want to know what you want baby.”

“I don’t mind biting alone.” I said quietly.

I was getting really shy again. So much for being hot and assertive. I was now a blushing stuttering mess. Nothing hot about that. How was I supposed to initiate something and fuck Alex if I was so embarrassed at this? Maybe Shea was right and I was a prude. Alex could sense that I didn’t want to talk about it anymore right then thank goodness.

“Do you want to come upstairs?”

“Yeah, I don’t want to stand anymore.”

“Poor baby.” he said rolling his eyes before lifting me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and squealed.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Fixing your problem.” he said starting up the stairs.

“I swear to god Alex if you drop me..”

“What? What would you do?” he asked once he was at the top of the stairs pretending to drop me making me grab onto him harder.

“I’d fucking fight you.”

“Oh yeah? Good luck with that babes.” he said, throwing me onto his bed before climbing in after me. “You couldn’t do a thing.”

“Pfft yeah okay.” I said rolling my eyes before shoving him roughly and climbing on top of him, successfully pinning him down. He let out his breath in a huff. “Get wrecked.”

“How do you know I didn’t let you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Whatever you need to tell yourself baby.” I said kissing up his neck. His eyes fluttered shut and he let out a soft sound. I bit down a little harder on his neck making sure to leave a mark.

“Babe everyone’s gonna see that.”

“Are you mad about it?” I asked pulling back worried once again.

“No of course not. The boys are just going to talk, that's all.”

“Let them.” I said going back to leaving kisses on his neck.

“Babe..”

“What?” I asked sitting up, looking at him. He reached up and brought my face down to his.

“Wanna kiss you.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” I asked, rolling my eyes.

“You to stop being a brat.”

“You’ll be waiting a while.”

“One day I’ll make you behave but I don’t have the patience for it today.”

“Is that a promise?” I asked trying to sound suggestive. I don’t know if it worked.

“Is that something you want?”

“Maybe.”

“You want someone to put you in your place huh? Need someone to show you who’s boss?” he asked, his eyes darkening.

“Yeah.” I whimpered quietly. I wanted to punch myself at how dumb I sounded. How needy. Really just how pathetic I sounded for him.

“Yeah? I can do that for you baby. I’ll show you how to be my good girl.”

I couldn’t handle him talking anymore. Not gonna lie he was making me really wet and I wanted him much more than I had when I decided to come over here in the first place which was hard for me to believe because I wanted him badly then. This was borderline desperation now.

I tried to keep the kiss nice but it really didn’t last long and things were soon getting more intense. We’d had a lot of makeout sessions before this a few times where it would go a little further and I’d touch him, help him finish but that’s all it’s ever been. Every time we made out though his hands would travel under my sweater and just rest on my sides. I was counting on him doing this to try and get him to take things further with me.

He took his sweet time but eventually his hands untangled themselves from my hair and made their way down to my waist. He pushed me down on him by my lower back and I got the picture. Shifting so I could grind on his member. He moaned into the kiss and I knew I got it right. His hands went under my sweater and I felt him touching my skin and the lace that covered it.

“What’s this baby?” he asked breaking the kiss that left me breathless.

“A surprise for you Alex.” I said shyly.

“For me? Baby you didn’t have to.” he said rubbing up my sides feeling more of the lace.

“I wanted to.” I said quietly leaning forward to kiss him. “Do you wanna see?”

He didn’t answer, just nodded his head a lot. It would’ve been funny if I hadn’t been so nervous. He kept his hands on my waist as I leaned up and slowly took my sweater off revealing more and more of the red lace until I was pretty much naked from the waist up except for it. I threw my sweater off the edge of the bed and looked back at Alex biting my lip.

“Fuck..” he whispered just staring at me.

“Do you like it?”

“Baby I love it.” he tried to look up at my face but his eyes just kept being pulled down. “Can I touch?”

“Yeah go ahead love.”

“Fuck..” he said again before grabbing at me all over and kissing my neck and chest. He flipped us around so I was on my back with him over top of me. The hand he wasn’t using to balance over top of me went to my chest and grabbed at one of my boobs making me gasp. “You look so good baby.”

“I wanted to look good for you.” I said pulling him down to attach our lips together in a fiery kiss that I felt all over my whole body.

I slipped my hands under his shirt and started to take it off. He got the hint and removed it pretty quickly. I ran my fingers all over his upper body, feeling his hot skin as his muscles tensed under my hands. I pulled him by his waist so he was resting against me. He had been holding himself up so his body wasn’t on mine at all but that’s not what I wanted, not what I really needed. He let out a loud groan as he pushed his dick against my leg. I pulled my legs up onto either side of him, trying to keep him there. I lifted my hips to meet his, making him moan again against my lips. He broke the kiss and I went straight for his neck until he pushed me back onto the bed and held my hands above my head.

“(y/n) stop for a minute. Please stop.”

“Sorry.. I’m sorry.” I said, suddenly feeling all the nerves and all the fears from before creeping back in. I let my legs fall away from him and my whole body just kind of deflated. It felt like in the movie Vampires Suck where he sucks her blood through a crazy straw. I really just wanted to disappear or cry or both.

He rolled off of me and I was planning on just staying there but he manhandled me a little so I was sitting on his lap. I could still feel his dick half hard in his sweatpants and I’m telling you it was not helping how wet I was or how bad I wanted him. I shifted a little sighing. He tightened his grip on my hips and let out a strangled moan.

“Sorry, sorry.”

“Stop saying sorry. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I feel like I should be sorry. Like I definitely did something wrong.”

“Do you feel me baby?” he asked raising his hips to mine to really get his point across. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I only wanted you to stop so we could slow down a little bit. I wanted to make sure you definitely wanted to do this. That it wasn’t just because Shea said you were a prude. Because I don’t think that and you don’t have to do anything to prove it to me.”

“Alex I put this on for you long before I ever talked to Shea today.”

“Oh shit true.. Baby were you planning this?”

“Yeah a little. I’m so fucking desperate for you Alex. Every time I see you the sexual tension has just been getting unbearable and I don’t know if it’s just me or what but God I just want you so bad Tuch.” I rambled quietly. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, I’ve never felt like this before in my life.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“I haven’t figured that out yet honestly.”

“If it makes you feel any better it wasn’t just you. I’ve been feeling it too. I just didn’t want to push you or make you feel like I was waiting for it or expecting you to do shit with me.”

“I just want you so bad.” I said dragging my nails down his chest before getting off him completely.

I got off the bed and slowly took off my leggings facing away from him, hoping I was giving him at least a bit of a show. Judging by the way he adjusted himself in his pants I did something right. I walked back over to the bed and crawled up towards him. He reached out for me and guided me to my back on the bed. He stayed hovered over me just touching my body.

“Please Alex?”

“You look so beautiful like this..”

“Thank you..” I said quietly, blushing. He saw the blush and smirked at me before coming up to kiss me. It was a slow, dirty, kiss that had me wanting him even more. He shifted so he was between my legs again and pushed himself up against me making both of us let out noises. He pulled away from me and I let out a whine.

“What do you want, baby?”

“Touch me please?”

“So needy..”

“Tuch can you please just..I don’t know something? Just touch me or something and stop making fun of me.” I said in mild annoyance.

“I’m sorry baby. It wasn’t meant as making fun.”

“Just please do something Alex.”

“Shh I will.” he shushed me and brought his lips back to mine. It didn’t take him long to figure out the buttons at the bottom of the suit and he had them popped open in no time. He ran his fingers down my folds and groaned. “You’re so wet (y/n).. Who did that to you?”

“You did. Always you.” I moaned out as he gathered my wetness and started circling my clit.

“You probably don’t even need fingers, you could probably take me just like this couldn’t you?”

“Maybe.. You’re pretty big though..”

“Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna get you ready first. Gonna make you cum all over my fingers like a good girl.”

“Your good girl.”

“Fuck..” he mumbled before attatching his lips to mine again in a searing hot kiss. It was more just smashing our tongues together at this point but it was still good. Even better when he added two fingers in me to the mix.

“Shit Alex.”

“You’re already a moaning mess and I’ve barely done anything to you..That’s so hot. You’re so hot (y/n).”

“I’m close..”

“Yeah? You gonna cum on my fingers? Get yourself even wetter for me? Cum for me gorgeous.” he sped up his fingers and in no time I was overwhelmed as an orgasm washed over me. He worked me through it and he stared down at me in awe.

“Don’t look at me like that, creep.” I said breathlessly, but sarcastic nonetheless.

“I can’t help it beautiful.” he said with a chuckle. He leaned back and left my body making me whine again. “Calm down, needy. I’m just taking my pants off.”

That made my eyes shoot open fast which made him laugh again which also made me laugh. He leaned back in and gave me a kiss before pulling back and shoving his pants down his thighs biting his lip while looking at me. I personally didn’t know where to look because on the one hand, dick. On the other Alex biting his lip was gorgeous. I was a mess, plain and simple. He got his pants the rest of the way off and came back to lay on top of me. It was worse when I could feel him. I wanted him so much more now that I was feeling all of him on all of me.

“You still want to do this baby?”

“Uh yeah?” I said looking at him like he was dumb. He ducked his head to laugh but came back up kissing my neck.

“You just got really quiet, that’s all. I wanted to make sure.”

“I got quiet because I feel like I’m going to explode and I don’t want to say some dumb shit.”

“You really want me huh?” he asked, pumping himself a few times. I nodded my head as I watched him. “Want me to tear that pussy up?”

“Please.” I let out in a whimper making him smirk and me groan. “See this is the dumb shit I was talking about trying to hold in.”

“I don’t want you to hold it in. I want to hear how much you want me, how desperate you are for it. And I want you to know how desperate for you I am too.” he said softly as he started pushing into me.

Anything I would have said to him was lost as he kept filling me slowly, inch by inch. Once he bottomed out he started leaving a trail of kisses all over my chest and neck leading up to my face where he left small kisses all over before getting to my lips and leaving nice soft ones there.

“You okay?” he asked quietly against my lips.

“Think that much of yourself Tuch?” I asked playfully. He laughed and kissed me again.

“No I just want to make sure you’re good.” he pushed my hair back from my face and held my face kissing me again.

“I’m good.” and apparently that’s all he needed to pull out and push back in again making me moan loudly. “Better than good, fuck.”

He kept a pretty slow pace at first really trying to figure out what I liked. It didn’t take him long to figure out I liked everything though so soon he started to speed up. He alternated between shallow thrusts where he grinds his dick into me and hard sharp thrusts that were really fast. He kept mumbling extremely dirty things in my ear but I really couldn’t pay attention enough to know what they were. In one ear out the other as he kept his steady pace of fucking me.

I was a mess grabbing onto anything I could. His back, his arms, the sheets, his headboard, the side of the mattress, my own hair. Anything to make me feel more grounded and less up in the clouds.

I don’t know how long we were there for but I could feel myself getting close again. I finished with almost no warning though screaming his name as I clenched hard around him. He let out a strangled sound and mumbled about how tight I was and how good I felt as he tried to fuck me through an even more intense orgasm than the first. Trying to stay grounded did not work and my head was definitely up in the clouds at that point. It didn’t take long at all for him to cum after I had finished.

He laid there for a minute, collapsed on top of me, as he caught his breath. I ran my fingers through his hair while we both settled down a bit. He pulled back so he could get out of me but he laid right back down where he was. I put my fingers back into his hair, scratching at his scalp, making him sigh in content.

“That was incredible baby, thank you.” he mumbled.

“Thank you actually.”

“Did my little brat get what she needed?” he asked sitting up and smirking at me.

“Yup.” I said simply making him laugh.

“Well I’m glad.” he leaned up and gave me a small kiss before getting more serious again. “I like that we waited a bit. I wouldn’t usually do that.”

“How come?”

“Most girls that I’ve dated have really only wanted to date a hockey player or fuck a hockey player so I don’t see the point in making them wait. They don’t want to wait or take things slower than everyone else.”

“Well I hope at this point you know that it’s not like that.”

“I do. And I’m really glad because I like you a lot (y/n). Getting to know you and do all kinds of fun stuff with you all the time first just really made me like you so much more than I thought I could.”

“Alex come on..” I was blushing but I couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I looked away. He put his hand on my face and gently turned it towards him.

“I mean it baby. I’m falling for you. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same yet or something I can wait. I just wanted you to know I guess.”

“Wow Alex, getting nervous something crazy I never thought I’d see.” I teased making him groan.

“Baby.”

“Alex you have to know that I’m so gone for you.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I like you so much. You really mean so much to me.” I brought his lips to mine in a sweet kiss. We stayed like that for a while, just cuddled up together sharing soft kisses and sweet words. I really don’t know what I had been so nervous about.

#alex tuch #alex tuch imagine #alex tuch x reader #alex tuch smut #Vegas golden knights imagine #vegas golden knights #hockey #hockey smut #hockey imagines #nhl imagine #nhl smut #nhl story

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