#bnha x dom male reader

[pyenumbhra]

the men with a tall! dom! boyfriend. [ MHA PRO HEROES ]

Aizawa ; he loves you. and he loves how you take care of him both in and outside bed. he's a pillow prince i believe,and about the height difference,he usually prefers it when you pick him up by the waist while making out.

hawks ; he cracks the usual annoying tall people jokes like 'hows the weather up there?' and you have to shut him up by grabbing both his cheeks with your hands,in the bedroom,he loveees it when you ram roughly into him,while whispering sweet nothings to his ear. <3

Endeavour ; honestly, finding a man who's taller than him already turned him tf on 😭. he likes it when you kabedon him ( though he will never accept ) in the bedroom i like to believe that he actually likes it vanilla,but doesn't mind you being rough.

All Might ; honestly? he was shocked when he got to know that there was indeed a guy taller than him,he absolutely loveeeeees pleasing you! blowjobs? he'll give one any time anywhere. and he likes it when you go vanilla on him as well.

Present Mic ; he's a cute needly little sub,who likes giving as well as receiving,as i had mentioned in one of my previous headcannons that he's LOUD!! so be careful with him if you're trying semi-public lol.

Best Jeanist ; HE'S SO CUTE OML. He makes such cute noises in the bedroom that you'll feel bad for going rough on him! makeout with him and he's already wet.

Edgeshot ; he loves pleasing you! he adores the height difference as well,and he especially loves it when you slam him into a wall before making out with him <333

[noyasmashing]

Virgin!Izuku, who is easily embarrassed by his inexperience, blushing and shaking when called out for his perverted stares. Despite being a famous pro hero, he admits he has never gone past a simple touch over the bra.

Virgin!Izuku, Who came in his pants with a cry when you palmed him through the fabric, whispering words of praise making him squirm. He tried to apologize, but his words quickly died as you popped him in your mouth.

Virgin!Izuku, can’t control himself as he presses his hips into your mouth, emitting soft, needy moans. Gazing at you with stars in his eyes as you give him the best pleasure he’s had in his life.

Virgin!Izuku, who quickly becomes erect once more after watching intently as you consume his baby’s without a single drop being missed.

Virgin!Izuku, breaks down in tears as soon as you playfully mock his quick climax, his hips thrusting against nothing as he whimpers and grasps at your hips.

Virgin!Izuku, that gasps in pleasure as you slowly lower yourself onto his throbbing erection, struggling to hold back from cuming inside when you whisper how amazing his cock feels inside you.

Virgin!Izuku, arches his back desperate to bury himself deeper inside you, tears welling up in his eyes as you stroke his cheek affectionately, expertly moving your body against his. With a loud cry, he releases himself as your warm walls tightens around him.

Virgin!Izuku, who twitches inside you, cum still leaking from his sensitive cock, your comforting words and heartfelt praises, make him cum again and again.

Virgin!Izuku, struggles to form sentences as you whisper dirty words into his ear, his hips squirming and moving away from you uncontrollably as you continue riding him.

Virgin!Izuku, who lets out a pitiful sob as you remind him, "I haven't cum yet, baby."

[finsplurtz]

— waking up to a horny Bakugo gulp

He’s all squirmy and touchy, kissing sloppily at your neck. “I need you yn…” he’d whine pathetically as he’d grind his clothed dick on your thigh. “hon, you have work in the morning..” you kiss back. He has an important job tomorrow, you can’t take away his walking abilities tonight. “I don’t care yn pleeease~..” he sounds so cute and needy:(

having him sit in between your legs and wrapping your hand around his and guiding it to his dick.“you can make do with this, can’t you..?” You whisper into his ear, kissing his neck. He’d whimper and grind up into his own hand. He’s all sweaty and loud, chasing after an orgasm. “look at my hand hon..” he’d looked down at your hand moving with his, he’d gasp and let out a small cry. Hold him by his jaw as you whisper dirty little things into his ear. “aren’t you needy tonight…don’t worry.. next time I’ll make sure to take real good care of you..put that tight hole of yours into use..~” He’d moan so loudly, curse words falling out of his mouth. you’re fighting the urge to have him bounce on your cock it’s killing you

“you’d like that..~?” You tighten your hand around his having him jerk up. “y-ye…yes..”

“yeah..?” “mmhm..! fuck I’m go-..nna c-come..fuck fuck fuck..” his dick would twitch violently just at your voice. “wanna come, baby?” The smirk can be heard in your voice and it has him spiraling “yh…please..” he’d beg humping into his hand. you whisper something into his ear before sucking at his neck as he perks up and releases all over his and your hands. “fuuuck…hngh..~” his mind is going blank as you stroke him thru his orgasm. Little noises leave his mouth and his hand goes limp.

You use his thighs to get off when he’s sound asleep

[kissatoru]

okay but boys who taunt you, tell you to be rough, to go harder, to just “fuck me properly already!” because they insist that they can take it, that they’re not fragile, that they won’t break...

but then prove themselves so beautifully wrong when you do exactly as they ask and all that becomes of them is a pretty picture; all limp limbs and wet eyes, warbling noises and choked breaths.

you’d mock him — “is this rough enough for you? proper enough for you?” — because even if he could answer, even if he didn’t have his face pressed into the mattress, soaking it in drool and tears, his voice would be too ruined and his mind too blank to manage saying anything coherent. all that he can do is take it, because at least that much of what he promised is true, even if he breaks and falls apart in the process.

SATORU GOJO, TOMURA SHIGARAKI, EREN JAEGER, FLOCH FORSTER, OSAMU DAZAI, TORU OIKAWA

[chaepink]

can you write about sub yan cumming too fast and having to overstimulating himself for us ☺️

sub!yan, dom!reader, overstimulation, whining, crying, teasing, masturbation

“I-It hic! It h-hurts, [name]!” Your yandere looks at you with glazed, glassy eyes, tears forming in the corners and falling as he pumps his dick fast.

“But darling, this is your punishment for cumming too fast. You caused this for yourself.”

He lets out a cry as he runs his own thumb over the tip, the pleasure making him shiver and for pre cum to leak out even more. There’s a small puddle of it underneath his dick and it slowly grows larger every time he cums.

You giggle at the lewd sight of his spread legs and how he’s watching your every move, wanting you to get closer and touch him any where.

“F-Fuck [name].” He lets out a desperate whimper. How many times has he cummed now? Three? Four? Your yandere doesn’t know, the pleasure and pain fogging his mind and making it hard to think. All he knows is that he’s close again and although it hurts, he doesn’t want to stop. His hand on his dick speeds up as the pleasure overwhelms him again.

“I-I’m close ah! Please l-let me cum, p-please?”

Grinning at just how pathetic he looks, you nod, wanting to see him fall apart again just from his own hand.

He sees you nod and lets out a cry as he cums, cum shooting out his spent dick and onto his already stained chest and thighs. He looks absolutely lewd like this but he looks so pretty at the same time.

Seeing his hand slow down, you only shake your head at him and he whines, knowing the words you’ll say next.

“Did I say stop darling? You’re not done till I say you’re done baby.”

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

╰┈➤ masterlist | rules

[pastelclovds]

thinking about getting the most despicable, diabolical, therapy needing man pregnant.

the burdens of being the strongest being can be so exhausting. he almost wants to quit and settle down with someone who he can trust with his life. but he’s gone through too much and has accomplished so many things to get to where he is. he’s close to abandoning that dream altogether. that is… until he met you.

you were equally as ruthless and powerful. you willingly gave your all to protect him and stumble his enemies. you grew closer to him on a personal level, and soon enough he saw you as worthy enough for his love and to bear your child.

you hissed in both pain and pleasure when he scraped his finger nails against your back as you continued to pound into his used cunt. your mixed releases from previous rounds spilling out against his inner thighs every time you thrusted inside his warm tight walls. his moans raised in pitch every time the tip of your cock hit his special spot.

he begs for you to make him pregnant and to stay with him forever. his arms tighten around your shoulders when you swear that you would stay loyal to him and give him as many children as he wants. you didn’t expect your promises to make him gush slick. you pick up the pace when he cries out that he’s close. you aim to hit directly at his sweet spot harshly, you didn’t think he’d get any louder.

your breathing became harsh when you felt your lower abdomen grow hot, signaling that your orgasm was near. you muffle your moan by biting into your lover’s neck as you bottomed out. filling his overstuffed pussy to the brim, to the point where it started squirting out and dripping down your thighs and his ass.

his thighs that remained wrapped around your waist tighten to an almost dead grip, as if he was afraid of you suddenly pulling out. as if you’d ever do that. your cock remained buried inside his loose cunt until you’ve gotten flaccid. plugging him up with your hot seed. you thought he was finished until he suddenly flipped you onto your back and started furiously bouncing on your hardening cock.

he was determined to milk you dry until you gave him what he always dreamed of. you didn’t complain though, he looked attractive on top of you.

“not enough. i need more. i want your baby.” the way he spoke with unwavering determination would’ve scared anyone. thankfully you always wore red tinted glasses.

arlong, makarov, kenjaku, sukuna, homelander, shigaraki, dabi, muzan, dio, ur fav characters <3

[duhlore]

❛ THE NEEDY AND THE TOUCH-STARVED! 670wck/3.7kchars

PAIRINGS; touch-starved!c. kamo x reader, needy!t. shigaraki x reader

CWS; amab!reader, squirting, afab!characters, biting/scratching, vryy whiney shig, fingering, p in v sex, pussy slapping, virigin choso, breeding kink/ preg mention, lowercase on purpose, crying + overstim mentioned in choso's part, masochist!shiggy :333, not proofread lmfaooaoa ..

notes: i honestly got carried away w/ cho's part so he might not even be touched starved because im so sleepy..,.., but this is a 1 year anni gift for my poochie ily queen

NEEDY!SHIGARAKI who can't seem to get enough of you, always trying to get your attention in some sort of way even if it wasn't verbally. always needing to feel your strong hands somewhere along his sensitive body, specifically his cunt.

NEEDY!SHIGARAKI who easily gets wet at the feeling of your fingers teasing his entrance circling his tight hole— your thumb caresses his clit while he tries to pay attention to the game he's playing, a firm grip on the controller in his shaky hands as he tries not to drop it.

NEEDY!SHIGARAKI who can't stop himself from letting out a loud mewl whenever you give his throbbing pussy a smack whenever he loses a match at mk, muttering something to him along the lines of ‘ pay attention, ’ or to ‘ stay focused, ’. although he wants to please you, it's so hard for the poor boy to concentrate when your thick fingers are pumping in an out of his slick heat at such a brutal pace that made him see stars.

NEEDY!SHIGARAKI who instantly lets out a sigh of relief when he finally wins a game, knowing that you'll reward him for trying so hard (he lost like more than 10 matches cuz he couldn't focus..), leaning back into your embrace and grinding back against you for some sort of friction he desperately needed to feel, whining and whimpering like a mad man. NEEDY!SHIGARAKI who cums after just a few thrust, not even 6, wailing and babbling that he wanted you to keep going, that he needed your kids deep inside him womb. And by his nth orgasm he's practically screaming at the top of his lungs for you, not caring who or what heard him, the sound of skin against skin or the headboard loudly banging against the wall.

TOUCH-STARVED!CHOSO who's never had sex a single time his whole life, which probably was more than 150 years, but the second he sees you? slick is dribbling down his legs like a goddamn rainstorm. and god, does it feel absolutely amazing when you're finally inside of him, the feeling of your long and girthy cock plunging in his guts make his toes curl and his eyes roll back instantly.

TOUCH-STARVED!CHOSO who cums loud and so hard that he ends up squirting for the first time in his life, fluids gushing out of him and covering yours and his own thighs with his juices while covering his face with his arm out of embarrassment although you're reassuring him with soft and open-mouthed kisses along his neck and jaw, praising him about how good he's being for you.

TOUCH-STARVED!CHOSO who's biting your shoulder and scratching at your back hard enough to draw blood from the areas, clinging to you as if his life truly depends on it, tears beginning to sting at his eyes from his surprisingly good he felt from your cock rearranging his insides. TOUCH-STARVED!CHOSO who'd probably pass out from overstim after your nth round, sobbing lightly as his frail and trembling body falls limp in your warm hold, pussy squeezing your cock like a fuckin flesh light as he comes again, his tight heat wrapping around you so perfectly you can't help but follow soon after. TOUCH-STARVED!CHOSO who trails his hand along his own body, feeling your sperm leak out of him as soon as you pull out of him. And then he feels the light bulge in his stomach from how full he was with your children, a whimper slipping from his lips as he leaned back into the pillows, a content smile on his lips.

TOUCH-STARVED!CHOSO who's always so desperate to have your hands or fingers on him (or in him) after that night, always begging and pleading to have your cock nested inside of his tight little cunt or always feeling you up so you would do it back to him. He was practically yearning for your touch.

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THE NEEDY AND TOUCH-STARVED men get what they deserve and always will— especially from you.

© duhlore,, do not repost or copy at all pls >_>

[slutfactory]

: ̗̀➛ shouta aizawa thirst !

[cw// m!reader, heavily implied erasermic, adultery, slutty aizawa.]

alright, so aizawa being a cheating bastard—going from spur of the moment, to when/wherever possible.

it wasn't aizawa's intention at first, but after having sex with you for the first time, he felt.. dissatisfied with his husband's performance. now, it wasn't that hizashi was bad in bed, it was just that he was too vanilla for shouta's (newfound) tastes. after experiencing being fucked like a cheap whore, he found himself wanting more.

hizashi, who had no knowledge of this, asked if you could come over to fix the washing machine while he went out to do god knows what, and that shouta would let you in.

you of course fixed the appliance with relative ease, but before you left, you had to claim your payment for your services. aizawa was so quick to submit to your advances, it was almost enough to make you feel bad for his husband. almost.

effortlessly bending the pro hero over the newly fixed washing machine and making him beg and cry for you to breed him like the cheating slut he was,, it felt quite nice. even more so, to just leave him a cum filled mess against the washer as you took your money and left.

shouta made sure to dispose of all the evidence of your encounter before hizashi returned home. hizashi, the poor bastard, was of course still oblivious, but he did find it strange that aizawa's legs were trembling slightly.

[minaj-estyyy]

Not sure if you’re taking requests but I really love your work! What about some shiggy angst though??

I’ve always wanted to do one of these😍

Ive never done angst before but i tried my best and put a little bit of freak on it.

——

Thinking about shigarakis way of coping with his past.

How he’d come into your room after a late night of training, his head filled with thoughts of his past. No matter how much you cuddle him, holding him close and telling him how it’s not his fault- you still end up in this position.

Shigaraki was on the floor, kneeling in between your legs. His arms bound in front of him, his quirk canceling gloves present. Tears stained his face as he let out another quiet sob, he’d never talk during scenes like this, but somehow you’d seem to understand him fully.

You reach down to grab his jaw before dragging your hand up his face, to his forehead and pushing his messy hair back. He’d look up at you with half lidded eyes before you’d dig your hand in his hair, collecting a fistful of the blue locks- winding your other hand back to land a clean slap against his already reddened cheek. He let out a small cry, both of your hands caressing his face as he leaned his head against your thigh.

This had become a routine whenever he’d come back to the base from a hard day of training with sensei. All for one would always use the death of his family as a main trigger for the destruction he’d caused and sometimes he’d push it to far, telling him it was bound to happen and he would be nothing with then holding him back.

That didn’t stop him from feeling guilty though, this was the only way that gave him a little relief in the end.

——

There wasn’t much to go off of but I hope you still enjoyed it.

This felt evil 😭

Muah 💋

[queer-n-here]

I JUST SAW YOUR POST ABOUT WANTING TO BRANCH OUT TO DIFFERENT FANDOMS

AND THAT YOURE OK WITH MHA

BAKUGOU X READER PLS PLS PLS

Like brat Bakugou x brat tamer reader, breaking down his rudeness until he’s begging for it. PLS I wanna fuck him till he cries pls

(Sorry for the hornyposting oops k bye)

Yes yes yes yes yes yes yesssssss!!!

Fuck yeahhh brat taming Bakugo let's go!

(This was my initial reaction to recieving this req, no shit)

Contents: Lil headcannons bout taming Baku! Hope you like em!

Warnings: Smut, top male reader, edging, mentions of overstim near the end.

Bakugo, his ENTIRE character, screams 'I'm a little brat' like nothing else.

So I can see him being rude to you, too, mocking and joking around about some of your habits to piss you off. What that dumbass doesn't think of, however, is the consequences of his actions.

You grab Bakugo by the wrists and pin him to the bed you two were sitting at, press your knee between his legs and push them apart, holding him down despite his struggles.

"Look at you, all riled up just from some jeering." He says, smirking and completely oblivious of his fate. "What is it, haven't taken you- mmf!"

You cut him off with a kiss first, letting go of his wrists momentarily to rip his clothes off of his body.

Bakugo wouldn't admit it if you put a gun to his temple, but he loves being manhandled like this. You're stronger than him, which is something he tried to be in denial about earlier, but not anymore.

So when you enter his asshole without preparing him, he gives up the struggle and scrambles to find purchase to ground himself.

You fuck into him, making his hips buck up into yours. You hold him down, and began thrusting into him at a pace so slow it has him losing his mind.

You're hitting all the right spots, and the stimulation is making his back arch and eyes water, but its not nearly enough. Bakugo tries clenching around you, trying to rile you up to get you to fuck him senseless the way you sometimes do, but you just hiss and tighten your hold on him, pace slower than ever.

And it doesn't take long for him to lose his composure and fall apart in your hands. He's reduced into a needy mess soon, chest jolting as his breath hitches, hands grabbing at your shoulders so tight you feel his blunt nails dig into your skin.

"More, ah! [Name] faster!" Is the only string of comprehensible words that he can utter soon.

"Oh?" You grit your teeth against the sparks of pleasure each thrust is sending up your cock. "You wanna get fucked, hmm? Then why weren't you acting like it just now, Baku?"

And he just whines, feeling your tip barely brush against sweet spot this time, the denial of that pleasure he knew you could give him so intense it made him see black spots in his vision that he had to blink to clear.

So he begs, he begs like the whore he is in bed, like the cock-addicted little slut you've made him, who wants nothing more than to have you rearrange his insides to the shape of your cock.

You take pity on him, like c'mon, you can't keep edging him forever when your own cock is pulsing with want, right?

So you bend him in half and plunge into him, your pace like that of a wild fucking animal as you thrust into him, finally giving Bakugo what he wants.

Bakugo lays there, his brain slowly turning into mush as you finally, finally fuck him, his moans loud even over the sound of skin slapping against skin with each of your thrusts, sweat soaked hair sticking to his forehead.

I mean, the night is still young tho. Maybe you can overstimulate him next, rip orgasm after orgasm from him till his entire frame his shaking, till his dick is shooting blanks, till he passes out on the bed under you from exhaustion, leaving you to clean up the mess on the bed. Who knows? 😉

[slut4daviii]

character(s): d.kaminari

pt: 02/02

cw: fingering, cum/anal eating, edging, praise kink(?), daddy kink, brat taming, caught, post-shower sex, mind-fucking, slight degradation, belly bulge, size kink, thigh-fucking (kinda)

your step-brother thought he had a few more minutes before you got out of the shower. he learns the hard way what happens when you’re caught masturbating.

a/n: i hate this shit sooo fucking much. | i gave up halfway through (thats what took it so long to come out. | minors and fem-aligned DO NOT INTERACT

title: whatcha up to, sparky?

wc: idefk (prolly 2000-2500)

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he only had another minute or two.

steam rose from the crevices of your locked bathroom; music blaring from the other side.

“[n—name]! ng—ngmh! nhg!….fu—fugk! right there!” the words left his mouth in an unceremonious fashion, sounding more like a broken record; he said it again, and again, repeating himself almost indulgently. a hand ghosted his twitching erection, blazing forth a sleuth of high-pitched moans.

your hands reached for the knobs, twisting it off in one swift movement.

“just a little longer baby.”

I—I can’t…! pl—please [name]! I need to— nghm! cum!” the machinery within his body continued to spear his insides, impaling the deepest depths of his mind. with a steady flow of electrons— curtesy of his quirk, the speed of his ‘toy’ increased drastically, now entailing itself into his stomach.

“mmhg! [na—name]! I—I’m gon—gonna cum!”

he listened intently, already having memorized the audio’s contents. your voice spoke to him, shooting daggers into his body.

“does my good boy wanna cum?”

Denki nodded— phonetically speaking through gritted teeth. “tes! [name] le—lemme cuhm!”

“no.”

his body retreated away from the sound, his head snapping backwards at the edging.

sweat trickled from his forehead, exhaustion clawing at his hips. he pressed your shirt— sweat-ridden and freshly used— further against his nose, inhaling deep breaths of your musky scent, the smell sending him overflowing with lust.

he squirmed against your sheets, moving his hands to slam your pillow over his face. “nmfgh…! [n—name]! mfg—ghm!” he pulled the pillow away— vision still slightly obscured by your shirt.

“aww, I’m hurt… comparing me to something as small as that.”

Denki shot up, his quirk mushing more elegant arcs of electrical surges into the machine— it picking up enough speed to make him lurch to his side. “uhng! wa—wait! wait [n—na]! wait, it—it’s not what—what it looks like!”

your body coupled into his vision, the tranquil curves of your muscles blurring behind the liquid wall of lust coaxing Denki’s body. beads of water rolled over your smoothing skin— the moisture from your shower still sticking to the surface of your body.

“oh? is it not? then what’s goin’ on, …zappy?” the nickname fell from your lips like a satin blanket, dully dressed in the glorious afterglow of pleasure.

the toy inside of Denki was still moving, strongly striking his nerves in mind-blurring fashion. “nnguh! it—it’s because of—of your v—oice! the video you made!”

you smirked, a dark chuckle leaving you. “so you watch my videos? that makes you a perv, y’know.”

Denki fumbled, his facade falter alongside the coiling strings of semen erupting from his slit. “unug—ha!” his moan was spun on the web of a gasp, snatching his body’s actions away from him. “I— uhg! …n—no! that’s n—not what I—nghm! meant!” he gulped back his shame, sitting up against your wall. “I— was j—just…” his eyes traveled everywhere, looking for a plausible explanation as to what he was very obviously doing.

you pushed off the frame of your door, dragging your tongue along the ridge of your teeth. “so what did you mean…Denk?’”

the way the nickname burrowed yourself into his skin make him quiver with anticipation. though he didn’t know what to expect. “anything you wanna say?” the question was laced with greed— almost as if you were teetering on the idea of turning him into a, your slut.

your knee connected with the edge of your bed, your weight dipping the mattress intolerably. the water from your hair dripped down your body, running circles on your torso before making way to your v-line. “I—nghm! I was, just… just trying to…” his eyes lowered. “uh! uhm, well… I guess you— we…!”

“eyes up here, Denk’.”

you brought your hand to his chin— almost in a cliché sense, your eyes locking in a one-sided battle. “so, Denk… what were you doing?”

you were hovering over him, your height difference clouding, if not completely obscuring his perspective. your bulge pressed into the cusp of his thighs.

a shallow gasp escaped you, your head dropping to look at him. his legs were shaking slightly, the skin of his body smooth and perfectly poised. “god, your so beautiful.”

Denki flushed; his eyes darting around articulately. his body was cleansed of its own blood, now replaced and replenished by the torrents of your own; he was bound to you. bound in your spell.

“is this my shirt?” his eyes finally focused, the grey material momentarily filling his vision before you took it from him. “is this where my clothes have been going? on your pervy little curves? helping you masturbate?”

“n—no! I haven’t been d—doing anything, man! I’ve ju—just been low on—NGHM!” Denki’s hands came up to your shoulders: gripping and scratching along the skin. “[n—name]! I—I just said that— ngh! I didn’t st—steal your cloths!”

your fingers intersected themselves in the innermost nerves of Denki’s body. he reflected the feeling of arousal in his eyes— the sensation causing the irises of his eyes to gloss over with tears.

“this isn’t about my clothes, Denk’” you groaned, feeling Denki’s legs press on the head of your cock. “its about you. and what you’re doing in my room. with my shirt over your face, and a fuck machine in your ass.”

you displaced your fingers, rubbing them along his prostate. “so, what exactly are you doing?”

Denki threw his head back— a sound erupting from his mouth in a dysphoric rage of moans. “mmgh! I— I w—was low on—ahgn!” a sharp thrust of your fingers stopped his sentence, his cock twitching with precum.

“stop lying Denk’ you know mom hates that shit.”

your cock throbbed painfully, the towel around your waist falling to your thighs— your cock rubbing against your step-brother’s abdomen. “c’mon Denk’” you almost whined, desperation washing over you in arcs of painful crescent moons. “I’m so… fuckin’ horny.”

your fingers glistened within him— a grandeur sound resonating within him. he audibly gasped at it, trying to move away from you but your sudden grip on his thigh altered his movements, making him slide under you instead.

he gulped, finding himself floundering around at the feeling of your cock against his stomach. it aligned with the skin just above his belly button. his movements were spastic, a jumble of jerks and twist sending molten plasma down your shaft.

“Denk…” your words were cold— rigid with seething but controlled gasp. “if you keep movin’ like that, I’ll cum.”

Denki blushed, a liquid crimson band covering his entirety. his movements momentarily halted, the surges of lust nestling into his stomach, coiling into a warm feeling that tightened with each move of your fingers

however, they left his body in a sickly masochistic way. you brought your fingers to your mouth and slid your tongue along the skin, maintaining a dysphasic tone of eye contact. the look in your eyes heating Denki’s body to an all time high.

your fingers, now covered in a flowing sea of spit and lube reached for Denki’s lips— breaking the surface of his mouth. his heartbeat was in his throat, yet, he still took your fingers into the depths of his mouth.

you played with his tongue, using your index and middle to balance the pink muscle in a titillating, slightly uncomfortable fashion.

you moved once more, shoving yourself into his throat. he choked and gagged, spitting around your knuckles but made no attempt to stop your brutality.

after a few seconds, you took your fingers away from him, letting him breathe.

“what were you doing in my room, Denk?” you asked once more.

“hnah! mng—h! I—I wasn’t doin’ anything, ma—man!”

you chuckled, moving your hand to your cock— stroking from base to tip. with your other hand, you wrapped his torso in your forearm, lifting him to your v-line. “tsk, tsk. mom would be disappointed.” your tip grazed his hole, “first, you have the shameless idea to masturbate in my room, then you lie about it.”

you pushed inward— also grabbing your shirt and shoving it into Denki’s mouth. he moaned around the fabric, his eyes crossing when you had yourself fully excavated within him. “I guess you’ve always needed a little more time to learn things…”

your hips fell away from him, dragging your tip down the ridge of his spine. the afterimage of your shaft was still intact; exhibiting through his pelvic muscles. it was filthy. utterly disgraceful to witness. “but… it’s a good thing you’ve got me.”

not a second later, his catalyst was filled once more, your cock reaching intolerably deep into his physique. his arms slid down your chest— leaving scarlet marks on your abdominal walls.

a hiss left your lips, the sound similar to a snake. you grabbed his wrist with one of your hands, using the other to snatch your shirt from his mouth. “haah! [n—name]! de—deep! c—cock too deep’n me…!”

you wrapped his wrist in your shirt, taking the edges of the bindings and crossing them into his drooling lips— the knot forming a gag. “my what?” you mocked, laughter soon filling your white-walls. “too deep? you were just using a fuck machine, jerking your dick to the smell of my clothes! now it’s too deep?”

you began thrusting shallowly, moving his thighs to your chest and pulling his legs to fall down your back. a swift motion of your hips shook Denki’s body, pushing him into his second orgasm.

he tightened around you, a convulsive throbbing in his cock and rapidly clenching hole gave way to the white twine and muffled moans of your step-brother. he thrashed his hands around— vigorously trying to grip onto anything.

you grinned at this, continuously thrusting into him. Denki felt his consciousness leaving him, his eyes falling lidded and heavy.

you, stuttering over the feeling of your own body, groaned profusely— your hips stinging with exhaustion. “you— mgh! you can’t handle my dick? if you wanna tap out, just tell me what you were doing in here.”

Denki mumbled, not knowing how to form correct words. “I—nguhm! ne— never anyth’ng! do th’ng!” he consulted his eyes, the orange pupils glass-like and heart-shaped. “nghu! FUGKH! m—man! ca—can’t think!”

a skeletal architecture altered into his body, forming a permanent semicircular shape— an arch lifted his body off the bed, rubbing your slit into his prostate.

both of your came— your cock trembling with painful arcs of melancholy emission staining the onslaught of Denki’s organs. his body spasmed with crude pleasure— his eyes rolling into emptiness.

his body went limp in your arms: mouth slack, eyes closed, and breathing shallow.

he’d passed out.

your body heaved, heavily burned from your orgasm. your cock was still deep within him, your semen creating a barrier between the two of you— however his warmth was still surrounding you in surreal relief. it begged you to keep going, begged for you to unload your balls and every drop of cum you had into him.

a gulp traveled intermittently across your tongue, cascading into your throat. you casually slipped your finger onto his waist— gripping the skin in a gentle embrace.

you pushed your pelvis further into him, your tip ramming against the bottom of his enclosure. your head tilted back, eyes closed with plenty more pleasure.

you pulled from him, slamming back against his skin in a single breathless moment. his body rippled through with waves of light. sweat enchanted his body like a giant cloud, puddling on his stomach— entrancing the skin alongside the pool of his cum.

you again thrusted into him— this time harsher. you were transported to another world, blissfully unaware of Denki’s stirring body. he was waking back up, his cock sleek with pre-cum.

his vision was still obscured, the feeling of fabric still plastered over his tongue. he whined, more pre-cum falling from his slit. “mghph— phuhk muh! [nuhmhe]! chaut c—can’t cuhm! n’more!”

you couldn’t hear him. you were completely lost in your own thoughts: the same words repeated throughout the entire time, “fuck him! fuck him until he can’t walk! fuck him! fuck him! fuck him fuck him fuckhimfuckhimFUCKHIMFUCKHIM!”

your thoughts mushed together, a singular statement that dug deeper and deeper into your mind. it burned into your brain, forcing your hips to move internally deeper, milking a third orgasm from Denki. he couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, he was racked with tears— crying out in ecstay

you were panting heavily, biting down on your lip to keep your sounds of elation. your orgasm was slowly steeping upon you, the feeling setting off a buzzing sensation all over your body.

“fuuhk… Denki, I’m gonna— Imma cum.”

Denki’s legs shook with excitement, another orgasm rumbling through his body. he screamed around your shirt, pressing his hips against yours. spit dripped from his chin, running down his abdomen and onto his maroon shaded tip.

overwhelming coils of heat knotted within you, pushing your hips into an uneven pace

you weren’t aiming at anything, just hitting Denki’s body over and over again. you were chasing after an orgasm that was mere inches away.

sloppy thrust turned to harsh, animalistic tactics— erratically fucking Denki into the soft cloth rubbing against your balls. you were going crazy, the heat from your abdomen shooting into your tip, choking you in a panicked rage.

you leaned down to Denki, ripping your shirt from his lips, quickly replacing the cloth with the chapped skin of your lips. you messily kissed along his face, moving sloppily to his neck. “who’s your daddy?”

Denki moaned— the sound hoarse and cracking. “y—[name]! m’daddy! m’yer slut!”

the words only continued to edge you, your tip twitching inside him, “say it again— fuck… I’m so close to giving you my kids…!” your shaft throbbed at his mindlessness, the moans bouncing like embers from a raging river of fire. “please, say it again…! what’s my name, Denk?”

“daddy! da—duaddy! mngh!… ma’cuhm! cuhm n’daddy’s cock!” again Denki clench around you, his swollen hole screaming at you to keep going— keep abusing him until your name was spelled into his organs.

“fu—“ you couldn’t finish your sentence, a powerful surge of pleasure rushing through every blood cell in your body, energetically jerking your lower body around. like an angry explosion your cum clawed its way through you, pushing out any and everything you had within you, transferring it into Denki.

Denki’s cum was clear— thin and falling onto his pecs, dripping like water onto his face. he shivered at the feeling, not having the energy to move or even breathe correctly.

you sighed, head falling painfully to your pillow, the feeling of Denki’s hair right beside your face annoying the nerve endings of your skin.

you pushed his head away, closing your eyes and drifting into a deep sleep.

until…

“[NAME]! DENKI! WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHAT ARE THE TWO OF YOU DOING?!!”

you gulped.

shit.

[finsplurtz]

last year of ua you’re sorta slacking off, you realize you’re STRUGGLING in your class late in the year. but not to worry, teacher!Izuku is such a sweetheart, ask for help and he’ll give it to you!

“it’s far too late to turn that in….” you’re kinda stumbling, and you know he’s being serious because he usually lets you turn stuff in LATE late. but there’s gotta be another way. “can’t you make an exception just for me…?” “no” …….. “whatttt ifffff”

and now you’re fucking him on his office desk as he struggles to keep in his noises. keep reminding him of how you’re so much younger than he is nd keep fucking his brains out, makes him cum soo hard

you ACE his class and everyone calls you a teachers pet

makes u giggle

[kissatoru]

ughh i wanna put a bratty sub in his place so bad!! :((

i wanna make him think he’s got the upper hand until the last minute, to watch the look on his face when he realises that he’s been playing right into your hand the entire time; that every moment leading up to this was just a carefully calculated step in your plan. i want to see how he struggles to fight back once he does, how hard he tries to prove himself, not realising that if he was really the one in control, he wouldn’t need to prove it, would he? he’d just do it. yet here he is, scrambling for his place back in the driver’s seat that he was never truly in.

your giggles would interrupt him amidst his little speech, cutting off the empty bluffs and dirty promises that he could never even dream of keeping anyway; the way you’d chuckle behind a coy hand like you’ve got some little inside joke with yourself? it would make that fragile ego of his fucking quiver; make him feel confused and embarrassed and he would try to twist the situation back in his favour, of course he would, to try pretend he’s in on the inside joke... but the truth is he feels helpless. for the first time ever, it feels like he’s the one in the dark; he’s the clueless and defenseless one, the one who’s been caught in a trap he never saw coming.

but then again, how could he when you play the part of prey so well? when your innocent performance is so convincing — with your big glossy eyes and shyly averted gazes, your voice so sweet and unsuspecting, stumbling over filthy words like you’ve never even thought them before? what reason would someone like him have to fear a precious thing like you? he’s all chiselled muscle and tenacity, with the eyes of a wolf; you’re small compared to him, cute and soft and easy to overpower — and yet he still ends up beneath you because your presence alone harbours more power than he does in all those muscles he’s so proud of, and his resolve is weak as long as you know where he’s most sensitive and what words make him blush, and with enough patience and punishments, those wolf’s eyes will melt into a puppy’s every time.

and getting a man like him to submit — or better yet break — is no easy feat. he thought himself a dom before he met you and god, if there isn’t anything more rewarding, more wonderful than that; teaching him to bend to your will and seeing his inevitable downfall each and every time. no matter how many times or how far he goes to defy and provoke you, you both know that he will always return to his rightful place: beneath you and completely at your mercy.

EREN JAEGER, TOJI FUSHIGURO, TOUYA TODOROKI, MUZAN KIBUTSUJI, SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

[chaepink]

HI CHAEEE UR MY FAVE AUTHOR AND ANYWAYS I HAVE A BRILLIANT IDEA!

can you please make a smut drabble where sub!yan was planning to prank dom!fem reader by putting viagra in her drink but instead he accidentally switch the drink and drank the one with viagra instead. Now dom!fem reader has to deal with it since he was VERY horny and mid way when they were doing it the dom asks why he was like that and then when she found out she punished him

(Special req not to put any toys in the story, i just want dom reader wrecking sub!yan till he passes out lol)

mention of viagra, dom!reader, sub!yandere, teasing, whining, mention of punishment, handjob

note: wasn’t sure when you said mid way doing it if you wanted p in sex, pegging, etc… so I made it open for interpretation

“Well aren’t you more horny than usual?” You chuckle at your yandere’s whine as your hand increases its pace on his dick.

“S-Shut up, I’m n-not ah!” A moan cuts him off as his hands grip the sheets under him tightly, his back archly slightly in a way that you can’t take your eyes off him. “J-Just fuck m-me already!”

You click your tongue and as you run your thumb over his leaky tip, he lets out a whiny cry.

“Look at you, you’re more sensitive than you usually are! It’s like you took something for this to happen.” Your yandere pauses and his eyes widen at you and you furrow your eyes at him, suddenly questioning his reaction.

“You didn’t take anything right?” You notice your yandere swallow but with a squeeze of your hand, his eyes roll back and he gasps.

“W-Well… I ngh m-might of accidentally t-taken ah! a-a viagra?” You frown and your hand stops its pace and your yandere whimpers.

“You took a viagra? On accident?” Your yandere nods, deciding to not mention the fact that it was meant for you and he accidentally took it instead.

You click your tongue and take your hand off his dick. “Alright then, you know what that means right?” Your yandere whines but he mutters quietly. “A punishment…”

“Back fully on the bed, darling. I want to test out just how sensitive you are.”

ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink

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Discipline

bottom!ftm dabi x top!masc reader

☆ Word Count: 993 ☆

↳ [REQUEST] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Jealousy, Face Fucking, Cum Swallowing, Pussy Spanking, Rough Sex, Overstimulation, Creampie

He’s doing it again. Getting all close to Shigaraki and acting like he isn't dating you. You're too far away to hear their conversation but with the way Dabi’s rubbing up against Shigaraki, you know they're not discussing anything innocent.

You stomp over to him and look down at the two villains. They both cower in your presence. Shigaraki realizes this is his que to leave and quickly walks out of the room.

“What is your problem? Do you realize that you're in a relationship?” You look at him with an expression he's never seen before. A mix of jealousy and anger. God, he’s so horny right now. “That was my last straw. Kneel.”

He’s equally terrified and interested to find out what you're going to do to him.

“Did you hear me, slut? Get on your fucking knees.”

Dabi falls to his knees. He’s never submitted to you before, it feels unnatural yet extremely arousing. You’re already taller than him but now that he’s kneeling, you're quite literally towering over him. He watches you unbuckle your belt and free your semi-hard cock.

“Open.” You order. He opens his mouth and lets you slide your cock inside. You grip his hair and start fucking his mouth. Dabi holds onto your legs for leverage, tears quickly falling down his cheeks as you treat him the way he’s been acting. Like a slut. He hasn’t cried in years and yet this almost has him sobbing. He can barely breath or focus on his thoughts, it hurts and his throat will definitely be sore after this. “You’re so much better like this..” You mutter. He’s finally quiet now, not acting like a spoiled brat. The only sounds he’s making are gagging noises and you much prefer that. Saliva drips down onto the floor in thick globs, he’s trying hard not to choke. You ram your cock down his throat vigorously, venting your anger out on him. He deserves it for acting the way he does.

“‘M gonna come, and you're gonna fucking swallow it, got it?” Your movements grow sloppy. You hear a muffled noise, assuming it's one of agreement. You shove yourself all the way inside of him and fill his mouth with your spend. Dabi tries his best to swallow all of it. You pull him off of you. Dabi coughs and breathes irregularly, trying to catch his breath. He looks up at you hazily, waiting for your next command.

“Get up.” You order. Dabi quickly gets up, almost falling over as he does so. You grab his arm and drag him to your bedroom. You throw him onto the bed and climb on after him. You quickly remove both of your clothes and spread his legs apart. Dabi expects you to fuck him but you have other plans. You rub his wet cunt almost lovingly before landing a harsh smack, startling Dabi. He lets out a moan, his pussy squeezing around nothing. You spank him repeatedly, abusing his poor, now swollen, pussy and feeling no remorse. His head is rolled back and he can't help but wish for more. Just a few more and he’ll come. But unfortunately for him, you stop.

You turn him around and raise his ass, sinking your thick length into his warmth. It hurts a little more than usual since he’s sore from the spanking but he loves the feeling even more because of that. You don't even give him a second to adjust before fucking him. His moans and wet slapping noises quickly fill the room.

“Sl- slow down~!” He rolls his eyes back. “Too much! ‘S too much~!”

You spank him. “Shut up, brat.” You ignore his whining. “You clearly didn’t care how I felt when you were flirting with Shigaraki so I don't care how you feel now.” You speed up. Dabi grips the sheets, letting out uncontrollable sounds. His throat is sore from before but he can't stop himself from moaning. You’re fucking him so roughly that his brain might just turn to mush. You convert all your anger into energy and use it to fuck the brat out of him. He doesn't even think to complain anymore, he just takes it. He deserves it. This is what he gets for trying to get a rise out of you.

“Shigaraki’s not your boyfriend, I am. Don't ever forget that.” You grip his hair and pull his head up, bringing him close to your face. “Got it? You’re mine.”

Dabi comes at that very moment, aroused by your possessiveness. “Yours~”

You let go of him and grip his waist, fucking him through his orgasm and overwhelming his senses. He sheds a tear for the first time in god knows how long and then he starts to cry. “..Dabi?” You slow down before stopping.

“Nn- no- keep-” He sniffles. “Keep going-”

You turn him onto his back and slide back into him. With his clearance, you fuck him at a slower pace than before and chase your orgasm. “Never thought I’d see you cry.” You cup his cheek. He leans into your touch. “I never even thought you could.”

“‘s…too.. too much..” He whimpers, bringing his hand down to his clit. He rubs it in circles, stimulating himself even more despite how sensitive he is. “so good..”

You smirk, allowing him to continue. “You’re lucky I’m in a better mood now.” You speed up. Dabi grins, his mind fuzzy as you fuck him. The both of you reach your peaks at almost the same time, Dabi’s orgasm comes first and yours follows right after. He moves his hand away and relaxes his body as your movements come to a halt. He looks at you with a goofy smile.

“I want to hear an apology.” You pull out of him and pick him up bridal style.

“‘M sorry~” He replies dreamily. “Won't do it again..”

“Good.” You bring him to the bathroom to get him cleaned up.

[friendly-reject]

Fuck sake, this is getting annoying

When will writers realise that calling your piece 'Genderneutral' than slapping us in the face with "Good girl" or "Good boy" isn't yk AT ALL GENDER-NEUTRAL, how would you like it if I wrote something and called it 'Female reader' than called you everything gender related under the sun that wasn't at all close to female? You'd hate it wouldn't ya? Cause at this point, ya'll wanna fight istg.