#eijrou kirishima x reader

[lostinwildflowers]

My Hero Academia Masterlist

Shoto Todoroki

❈ To Befriend A Dragon (7.3K) - ❤ - Shoto will always deny his father’s wishes to find the rarest Mystery Class dragon out there. You’re his long-time best friend, and you happen to have a dragon. Things grow intense as your dragon grows more and more hostile toward your friend.

❈ Healing with Todoroki (1.4K) - ✨❤ - You come from a similar situation as Shoto, and he helps you heal.

Eijirou Kirishima

❈ Thinking in the Rain (3.8K) - ✨❤ - It’s been rough for you in college, so Kirishima invites you out to his college frat party. While hanging out with Bakugou and Mina is fun, the oncoming storm both inside and outside threatens to burst. But Kirishima isn’t there to support you.

❈ Mishaps Lead to Love? (1.4K) - ❤ - Your best friend sets you up with a friend of his that is a pro hero. He fails to mention who, and your planned date with this fellow gets a bit twisted.

❈ Dragon Island (4.7K) - ❤ - Kirishima is nothing but loving toward his dragon. When she disappears with no trace, he panics. When set out on a voyage to find her, he finds something he wasn’t quite expecting.

Keigo “Hawks” Takami

❈ Smudged (1.3K) - ❤ - A dressed up night is unusual for you and Hawks, yet all you want to do is go home and relax together.

Katsuki Bakugou

❈ Romantic Flight (4.1K) - ✨❤ - Katsuki is the Chieftain’s son, and a lot of pressure is on his shoulders to be the best. He finds comfort in you; as you do in him. He can’t bring himself to tell you his feelings until a threat imposes itself on your friendship.

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❈ Preening with Hawks - ❤

[deadhands69]

Will you be my Valentine?: Heroes (masc characters)

How does your favorite hero act on Valentine’s day when they have a crush on you? masc characters edition ▷ fem version ▷ villain version Featuring: Katsuki Bakugo, Shouto Todoroki, Hitoshi Shinso, Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, Tamaki Amajiki, Hawks, Shouta Aizawa.

Bakugo is even more passive aggressive towards everyone most of the day: it's because he's nervous. The two of you often spend time at each other's places but tonight it's different. He's planning to make you a nice dinner and, if it goes well, tell you he likes you. When you arrive, there's a cute simple bouquet of your favorite flowers on the table and the smell of your favorite food. He did well. Everything goes to plan and you end up making out on his couch half the night.

How to handle this: Please don't tell anyone, he can't deal with them making fun of him for being soft.

Shouto read a lot of romance mangas to come up with a plan. He tried to chose ideas from the ones with main characters that remind him of you so it looks like your options will be: the mall, ice skating, and/or a nice dinner. If you're up for it, he's happy to do all three (but good luck dressing for that.) He stole Endeavor's credit card for whatever you want to do (at this point it's not really stealing, Endeavor just had cards made for each of his kids because he was sick of not being able to find his own.)

How to handle this: He has the basic structure of a date laid out, you'll probably have to fill in the rest with him. That'll be fun though!

Shinso listened to Aizawa's advice to do something low key for you. A few days in advance, he asks if you're free then makes some 11am plans to meet at a coffee shop then stop by the book and record stores nearby. It's laidback and easy, you get to talk to know him a lot better and each of the stops gives you an idea of each other's taste in media. Neither of you wants the date to end, so you pick up some takeout and head back to your place to listen to the albums you bought (and maybe other things.)

How to handle this: Keep him caffeinated, he wants to keep talking and get to know you better but he's soooo tired.

Kaminari knocks on your door just after 6pm on Valentine's day wearing a shirt that says “I’m with [giant picture of you face]”, he had one made for you too! Surprise!! After a few cheesy pickup lines, he asks you to go to the arcade with him. At first you think he's joking, because his tone is the same as the bad pickup lines, but you quickly realize he's completely serious about all of it. When you get there, you discover he's surprisingly good at the claw machine and wins you more plushies than you can carry. He also likes playing lightly competitive games against you, but it's mostly an excuse to playfully bump/nudge you when you pass him at Mario Kart. As you're leaving, he asks you on a second date to play mini golf, then celebrates you saying yes by kissing you excitedly and knocking all the plushies out of your arms.

How to handle this: Just go with it. Some of it's a little cringe but in a fun dorky way.

Kirishima volunteered to work Valentine's day a few months ago. He'd still like you to be his Valentine though, so he asks if you'll go out with him the day before. Fortunately, you're free that evening and get dinner reservations somewhere you both wanted to try. It's cute, he walks you to your doorstep, and kisses you goodnight. While at work, he spends all of Valentine's day texting you whenever he gets a chance. You have so much fun talking all day that you invite him over to hang out after his shift ends.

How to handle this: He's already happy you gave him a chance and were willing to work with his busy schedule. Also, tell him he's manly, he'll love it.

Midorya wrote 56 pages of plans over the past half a year, detailing exactly how he'd like to take you out, where you might be interested in going, how he'll ask, and rankings of the best and worst gift ideas. In the end, he ends up asking you out a week in advance, hands sweating so much he could barely text. When he arrives at your door, he's dressed cute and hands you some pretty flowers. The two of you walk to a nearby cafe. Overall, the whole thing is really sweet, even if he's super nervous.

How to handle this: Hold his hand on the walk back and his heart might jump out of his chest.

Amajiki wrote you a four page love letter complete with the most beautiful poem to ever grace the planet. Unfortunately, even with his friends hyping him up, he couldn't work up the nerve to deliver it to you so it lives in a box under his bed now.

How to handle this: You can try talking to him, but he'll probably get scared. Maybe just start with acknowledging his existence and if he doesn't run away immediately go from there.

Hawks takes you to five different parties over the course of the evening. At first, you figured he was asking you as a date. By the end of it, you're not so sure because nothing about this evening has been particularly romantic. That is, until he kisses you at the last stop - making his intentions very clear.

How to handle this: He's so excited you said yes and wants to publicly show off that you're willing to be his date, let him and he'll do all the sweet stuff later.

Aizawa isn't up for a huge fancy dinner or anything like that. But he does know it's Valentine's day and he does want to do something with you. He invites you over to his house to hang out, orders takeout, and rents a movie. You're ten minutes into the movie when you look over…and- fuck, he’s asleep.

How to handle this: Honestly, he’d probably prefer it if you just let him sleep.

masterlist

will aizawa fall asleep in every one of my hcs? yes.

[touyaismycomfortboy]

♡ how can i call myself a man?

a/n: i'm rewatching mha and i'm going thru season four and the kirishima episode got me missing my boy i need to write him :((

word count: 3.3k

synopsis: you and kirishima are doing your work studies together, you went out on patrol alone and were cornered by a villain. it tried to attack kirishima and you blocked the attack, getting severely injured in the process, now kirishima is blaming himself for your injuries.

pairing: ejirou kirishima x fem prns!reader

genre: a little angsty hurt comfort oneshot <3

warnings: violence, injuries, cussing, blood, passing out, kirishima sad :( biggest warning of all methinks, also not proofread

  "Alright, I think you both have learned enough to patrol on your own now." 

  You and Ejirou were beaming at Fatgum's words, you were doing your best not to jump up and down with excitement and tried to keep a professional appearance, but Ejirou didn't care and simply pumped his fist up in the air. "Hell yeah!"

  You giggled at your boyfriend's excitement, looking at him and then back at Fatgum. "Are you absolutely positive? You really trust us that much?" 

  Fatgum nodded, shoving a takoyaki in his mouth. "Of course, you guys are doin' really well." He smiled at you both. "Nothing much really going on today, plus Suneater and I will be out patrolling as well so if you need anything you can give us a call." He winked, shoving more food in his cheeks.

  You glanced over at Tamaki in the corner, his forehead was pressed against the wall and his hands were shoved into the pockets of his hero costume, but he took one of his hands out to give you guys a thumbs up. "Y-You got this."

  You and Eijirou calmly walked out of the room, then as soon as the doors closed were giddily freaking out, you were jumping up and down and he was punching the air excitedly. "Alright! Let's do this!" His gravelly voice called out as he punched the air once more, smiling at you before you both exited the building.

  It was a beautifully sunny day, a little hot but not unbearable, and you kept water on the belt of your hero costume so you and him would stay hydrated. "So, Red Riot," You started, trying to keep your giggles to yourself. "How does it feel to be doing fully fledged hero work?" You held an imaginary microphone to his face. 

  He "grabbed" the imaginary microphone out of your hand and grinned, speaking into it. "I just have to say, IT'S HECKIN' AWESOME." He didn't mean to be so loud, he was just so excited he couldn't help it! He "threw" the imaginary microphone on the ground and looked back at you. "We gotta stay focused though, because like you said, we are doing full-fledged hero work, we can't let Fatgum and Suneater down!" 

  You nodded in agreement, keeping your eyes facing the streets and giving cursory glances in every direction to see if you could catch anything suspicious. "Of course, this is a pretty good area of town though. I doubt we'll see anything besides petty theft."

  "Yeah, but still, true heroes will keep their eyes and ears open no matter if it's a good area or the worst area! Villains are everywhere!" Eijirou said passionately, looking forward very attentively as he scanned the area. 

  You smiled at how serious he was, and obviously you were serious about this too, you wouldn't have applied for hero studies if you weren't, but there was something so special about Eijrou and his drive, you really admired how badly he wanted this. 

  Your thoughts of admiring your boyfriend were quickly interrupted by the sound of a window shattering from around the corner, you and Eijirou quickly looked at each other, then bolted the sound of the noise, quickly turning the corner. 

  You saw a villain step out of the corner store with a bag around his shoulder. Didn't look like anyone important, just a nobody trying to make a quick buck. Eijirou immediately turned his body rock hard and turned into a human shield and instinctively stood slightly in front of you, you activated your quirk as well and scowled at the villain. "Hey, you! Stop right there!" You shouted, taking a step forward.

  The scum villain stopped in his tracks and looked at you both, his body relaxing when he saw you two? "HAH! You think you high school kids can stop me?" He cackled, dropping his bag of money on the ground. He turned towards you both, and your knees got wobbly. Usually, you have a pro hero with you during times like these, but now it's just you and Eiji. 

  You heard the screams of some bystanders and he took a step towards you both, hearing the bystanders run in an opposite direction. You had a pager in your pocket that connected to Fatgum and Tamaki, you subtly pressed it before stepping to the side of Eijirou, both of you collectively blocking this direction of the narrow street. 

  "Robbing a Mom n' Pop shop? That's low," Eijirou frowned, stepping towards him while his body was still rock hard, already in a fighting stance. "That's not manly at all!"

  The villain clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "I don't care, boy. I need a quick buck." The villain bent over for a moment, it looked like he was somehow activating some kind of quirk of his? 

  You looked around once more and made sure most bystanders had fled the scene, any that were still there you shoo'd away quickly and took a deep breath, taking a step back just in case his quirk was long-range. 

  The villain seemed to cover his body in little triangle knives… they almost looked like arrowheads. He cried out and stood up straight, the arrowheads shooting in every direction. Eijirou quickly covered your body with his, the arrows bouncing off his hardened skin. 

  You and Eiji worked so well together because he was the shield and you were the spear, once the rain of arrowheads had ended you stepped away from him and shot your quirk at the villain, doing your best to knock him out but not kill him. You know, heroes' laws and all that. 

  The villain roared at your attempt to attack him, dodging your quirk with ease and you gulped. This wasn't just some random street thug, come on Fatgum, where are you?!

  The villain got on all fours and looked like it was ready to pounce, and started to run towards you both. 

  And just like any hero, your body moved without thinking. 

  You lunged in front of Eijirou instinctively, your mind a complete blur, your only instinct was to protect and no thoughts entered your mind after you jumped.

  It was like everything was in slow motion, Eijirou tried to reach out and shove you out of the way while you lunged, but it was too late.

  The hero rammed into you with intense force and you were knocked to the ground a few feet to the side of Eijirou, the wind getting knocked out of you. You didn't even have a chance to catch your breath though, as soon as your head hit the pavement you were out, completely unconscious. 

  Eijrou stared in horror at your limp body lying on the ground, his attention being forced away from you as the villain roared once more. Eijirou was so taken aback by what you did he hadn't even noticed he had lost focus on his quirk and was back to normal, the villain started to run towards him again and he hardened just in time for the villain to clash with Eijirou's arms that were in an X above his head, small parts of his arm cracking and a few bits crumbling and falling to the ground from the pressure the villain was putting on his arms.

  Eijirou's brows were furrowed and his jaw was clenched, grinding his teeth through the pain as he tried to withstand the pressure that the villain was putting on his body. He couldn't give up, he couldn't go limp, what would this villain do to your unconscious self if he didn't persist?

  The pain was getting to him, tears welling in his eyes as the villain was able to use his force to push Eijirou back slightly, his feet digging into the ground beneath him and leaving a trail of broken concrete.

  Eijirou felt his arms faltering, his strength wouldn't be able to handle much more, and his body was giving out from the constant pressure. He saw your limp body in his periphery, and saw red pooling underneath your head… he lost focus immediately once he saw the sight.

  The villain shoved Eijirou to the ground, he fell onto his back and looked up at the villain above him. The villain formed an arrow within his palm, he aimed it at Eijirou's neck and was going to shoot- 

  SHHLP

  Tentacles wrapped around the villain tightly and swung him into the air before throwing him into a bright yellow and plush figure, Eijirou immediately sat up.

  Suneater… Fatgum…!! 

  He saw the villain be absorbed into Fatgum's stomach, he wasted no time running over to your limp form and placed an arm under your neck, lifting you up slightly. 

  "No, no, no, no, no-" His arm felt warm as he lifted your upper body, blood. "Fuck, no, no, y/n, please wake up-" He placed two fingers on your pulse, his breath getting more shallow as he felt weak heartbeats. 

  He looked up at Tamaki and Fatgum, expecting to see them in the distance, but Tamaki was already right above you both as Fatgum was handing the villain over to the authorities. Eijirou looked up at Tamaki, his eyes welled with tears. 

  Tamaki knelt down on the ground, some of the blood on the concrete getting onto his white hero costume as he also quickly felt the pulse on your wrist. "Q-Quickly, move her up more so I can see her head…" 

  Eijirou wasted no time lifting up your torso more, his movements ginger and delicate. A staggering juxtaposition to his ragged breaths and frightened eyes. Tamaki examined the back of your head, and before he could get a good look, Eijirou saw ambulance lights near the police.

  Eijirou stood up, carrying you bridal style and ran towards the ambulance, not caring about the blood that was dripping onto his arm and down to the ground as he ran.

  "H-Help… help, please!!" He shouted, and the EMTS rushed to your side. "She got hit… she fell and hit her head on the concrete, she hasn't woken up since, please help her, please-"

  They quickly pulled out a stretcher. "Lay her down." They instructed, opening the back of the ambulance so they could load you up. "How long has she been out?" 

  Eijirou delicately laid you on the stretcher. "I-I don't know, maybe two minutes? Just please, please help her-" 

  The EMTS loaded you into the ambulance faster than Eijirou could think, a few staying behind a little longer to ask more clarifying questions and check on his condition as well. He started to feel numb, his mind mostly empty as they wrapped bandages around the exposed skin on his arms from the cracks, all he could think about was the feeling of your warm blood against his arm, he didn't even want to think about how bad the gash must have been for you to have been bleeding that much.

  He looked at the stain on the ground as they taped the whole area of the corner store with caution tape as they investigated the crime scene. That was your blood, yours. 

  And it was all because he failed to protect you.

-

  He couldn't sleep for the next few days after that, he couldn't even eat. His classmates tried to coax him out of his room, tried to shove food underneath his door for him to eat, and most of it ended up going cold and in his trash can since it was no longer edible.

  He had called the hospital every day, and right now your condition was bad enough that only immediate family were allowed to visit you. 

  All because he couldn't fucking protect you. 

  He punched his punching bag. How could he fail to protect you? He was supposed to be your shield, he failed his one goddamn job and now you're paying the price for it.

  He should've already been standing in front of you, he should've had a hand on you to make sure you couldn't jump in front of him, he should've been fasted so he could move you out of the way. He could've taken the villain's attack, you can't. 

  He was your boyfriend for god's sake, even if he didn't have a defensive quirk it was still his job to protect you, how could he let this happen? 

  He punched the punching bag harder and faster.

  How is he supposed to be a hero if he can't save the ones that are most important to him? If he can't even save them how he is he supposed to save innocent bystanders? He's not even a pro hero yet and he's already failing his one job. How was he supposed to call himself a man? Even a boy would've done a better job protecting you, what if you died and it was all his fault? What if you'll never be the same? What if-

  Knock knock.

  Eijirou was torn from his thoughts, looking towards the door. He looked down at his knuckles, guess he hadn't realized how hard he was punching his punching bag, his knuckles were bruised. 

  "No, Mina, I don't need any more food." He groaned, sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.

  "This isn't Mina." The voice was deep, tired. He recognized it. Aizawa?

  Eijirou suspiciously walked to the door and opened it up, looking at his teacher before him. "Mister Aizawa, what are you doing here?" 

  "I got a call about y/n's condition." 

  His heart stopped.

  "Is she okay? Is she awake? How bad are her injuries? Can I-" 

  "She's awake, and you're the first person she asked for. You're allowed to visit her now." Aizawa said calmly, not sure how Eijirou would react to the news. 

  Eijirou didn't stop to think for even a moment, he immediately ran out of his room past Aizawa and ran downstairs to the common area. He was in his pajamas, and his hair was lying flat on his head, but he didn't have time to think about or even fix those things, he could only think about you. 

  His classmates were shocked to see him downstairs. "Hi Kiri, what's the big rush?" Tsu asked, sitting cross-legged on the couch. 

  Eiji didn't respond, he had to see you. He quickly ran out of the building, running straight off campus to the nearest train station. It took a couple of minutes, but it was the fastest he had ever run to the train station before. He ran inside of it, holding on to one of the standing bars as he anxiously tapped his foot against the ground. 

  He wouldn't sit, he couldn't sit. If he sat down he'd be able to feel the churning in his stomach a lot easier, he was so scared to see you. 

  After what felt like the longest train ride of his life, he was the first one to run out of the train. He ran straight into the hospital doors and right up to the front desk, anxiously tapping his foot once more as he gave the desk lady his information. 

  He was told what room you were in and immediately went to the nearest elevator, making sure it was empty so he wouldn't have to wait for anyone else and quickly pressed the button for what floor you were on. 

  He wasn't sure if it was the movement of the elevator or just him, but his stomach felt so queasy, like he could throw up. What if you weren't the same? What if his mistake has ruined you forever? What if you were no longer able to become a hero and it was all his fault?

  The elevator dinged and he froze, staring as the doors opened and looked down the hallway, he could see which room had your number. 

  He took a deep breath, before speedwalking to your door, he didn't want to run and disturb all the other patients, but he could barely wait another moment to see you. He walked up to your room, walked through the door and passed the curtain and-

  He saw you. You had IV fluids going into your arm and bandages wrapped around your head. It looked like your arms were bruised from where you landed, and you were wearing a blue hospital gown. 

  Despite the IV and the bandages, and your injuries that looked to be very painful, you were sitting there peacefully eating your lunch. Like nothing was wrong with you. 

  You looked up at Eijirou and smiled innocently. "There you are!" You grinned, setting your place to the side. "I wasn't going to make it another second without you." You beckoned him towards you with your arms.

  Eijirou stayed silent, he bit his lip and his eyes welled with tears. He quickly ran towards you, gently engulfing you in a hug and squeezing you gently.

  You smiled when he hugged you, completely oblivious to your tears. "I missed you too, Eiji, I-" 

  "It's all my fault." He croaked, his voice was barely a whisper. If he talked any louder, his voice would crack and he would start crying. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…" He squeezed you a little tighter, but his grasp was barely tight at all, he was so scared of hurting you. "It's my job to protect you, I failed, I'm so sorry…"

  You gasped, your heart shattering into a million pieces at his words. Your chest started to ache, had he really been blaming himself like this the whole time you've been unconscious? 

  You squeezed him as tightly as your injured arms would allow, shaking your head quickly. "No, no! It's not your fault Eiji," You ran your hands through his hair. "I chose to jump in front of you, my body moved before I could think," You pushed him back a little to look into his eyes. "I'm sorry that your quirk isn't telepathy, but there's no way you could've known I was going to do that. I didn't even know I was going to do that, this isn't your fault at all."

  "I should've done more…" Eijirou's body was wracked with a sob, but he did his best to hold in his cries. "I should've been standing in front of you, not to the side of you, I should've had a hand on you to make sure you wouldn't move, I should've-"

  You cupped his face. "Eiji," You looked deep into his eyes. "I'm okay, no more what if's. I'm right in front of you, that's all that matters." 

  His eyes were full of tears, a few of them had streamed down his cheeks. He looked into your eyes, then gazed at the bandage on your head, his mind flashing to the image of your blood covering his arm and…

  He tried to shake the thought away, looking at your smiling face now. You were right, you were okay, and you were here with him right now. But he would never forgive himself for this even if you insisted it wasn't his fault, even though you were okay how much pain were you in? How much of it was all his fault? He will never stop thinking about it. 

  He didn't want to argue with you about this anymore, didn't want you to waste what little energy you had bickering with him, so he just nodded for now, looking downward. 

  "Can you cuddle with me? I've missed you so terribly…" You asked, your eyes pleading. 

  You didn't have to ask him twice, he immediately crawled into your hospital bed and curled up next to you, wrapping his arms around you gently as he nuzzled your neck, and you both stayed like that until you both finally had the first good sleep you have had in days….

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

A First Time for Everything (18+ Short Fic)

Pairing: Poly Pro!KirishimaBakugouMina x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You and your girlfriend Mina have been dating for three amazing years. You couldn’t ask for a better partner–someone who is supportive, loving, and willing to explore new things with you…including in the bedroom. So, after a UA High 5-year reunion when you run into THE Katsuki Bakugou and Eijrou Kirishima, two of the top pros in the game and your old crushes, you don’t expect those past butterflies to come rushing back. And when you find out Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou feel the same, you decide to embark on the journey of experiencing your first-ever foursome and possible polyamorous romance.

Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS GO AWAY), Unprotected PIV Sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Adult!KiriBakuMina (both are in their late 20s), Alcohol Consumption, Consensual, FOURSOOOME, Poly Romance, Daddy Kink, Deepthroating/Facefucking, Cunnilingus, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Clit Stimulation, Choking, Multiple Positions, Praise Kink, Light Degradation, Couch Sex, Creampies, Facials, Aftercare 

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

Writer's Note: BEWARE: LONG SMUT. GO TOUCH GRASS, SLUTS. Love y'all. -Jazz

CHAPTERS: ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR.

AO3 Link HERE!

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CHAPTER FOUR

After some much-needed encouragement and a drink of water, Mina walks you back downstairs to meet with Kiri and Bakugou. 

It’s more like the walk of shame as you travel downstairs, becoming hyperaware of how quiet it is now. Once you’re in the living room, you find that the movie is paused. Kiri and Bakugou sit on the couch you once occupied, their eyes are trained on you as you stand in front of them. 

Mina sneaks a hand behind your back, rubbing it gently. “Speak your mind, babe,” she whispers encouragingly. “You have nothing to be ashamed about.” She then clears her throat, smiling at the couple. “What’s up?” 

Bakugou and Kiri aren’t smiling, their expressions quite serious as they make room for you. “Sit down with us,” Bakugou orders though his tone is softer than usual. Mina takes your hand and leads you over to sit with them in the same order you were in before–you and her in the middle, Kiri and Bakugou on either end of the couch. 

Kiri fixes both of you with his ruby eyes, making your stomach jump. “Now be real with us,” he gently says. “Are we making you uncomfortable?” Mina shakes her head. “Not at all,” she answers, giving him a reassuring smile. “I’m just glad to be here with you all.” 

“What about you?” Bakugou asks, ticking his intense gaze over to you. Now that everyone’s eyes are on you and you’re facing your issues headon, you find yourself unable to look at any of them. Instead, your stare at your hands. “I feel the same way, but…” You trail off, gnawing at your bottom lip. 

“Do you feel uncomfortable?” Kiri asks worriedly. “Did I go too far earlier?” 

“No, no!” you hurriedly protest. “It’s just…it’s me feeling awkward.” You sign exhaustedly, finally getting the courage to look both men in the eyes. “You guys have been amazing to me, but this is just very new to me and I’m trying to not feel so…weird.” 

Kiri puts a hand on yours, squeezing it gently. “You know, this is new for us too,” he soothes,  “but we couldn’t feel as comfortable acting like this around you if we didn’t feel like we knew you or liked you so much. You know that, right?” 

His words coax a smile out of you, glad to know the feeling is mutual. “We want you to be comfortable, babe,” he continues, “and we’re more than happy to just watch movies and cuddle if you’re not comfortable being sexual.” You can tell his words are genuine and that makes you feel even worse. 

You squeeze Kiri’s hand back, the heat of embarrassment rising in your face. “But…but you all went through so much trouble and–“ 

“Shut the fuck up,” Bakugou growls, rendering you speechless. He glares daggers at you from across the couch. “Tonight wasn’t about the fuckin’ sex. It’s about us being together finally after all that flirting and tease shit. We’d do all of this again for you, whether you like it or not, dumbass.” You flush at the sweet, considerate words, especially since they’re coming from Bakugou. 

“He’s right, y’know.” Kiri presses his thigh against yours. “We wouldn’t have agreed to this if we weren’t crazy about you as well as Mina. You’re all we could think about since we met at the reunion.” 

You blink at Kiri then stare at Bakugou. “Really?” you exhale. 

Mina giggles from beside you, nudging you with her elbow. “I told you,” she sing-songs. That she did, but you hear it come from Kiri’s own mouth and be clarified by Bakugou’s intense stare makes it feel real. Knowing that the two of them care so much about you and Mina’s safety and comfort washes all of your fears and insecurities away. All you want now is to be with them tonight. 

Kiri grins sweetly at you. “So it’s your call, sweetie. Anything you decide, we’ll be happy with.” He releases your hand, leaving it feeling empty without him. “So what you want? To watch the rest of the movie? More cheesecake?” 

“I want to kiss you.” The words fly out of your mouth before you can stop them. But now that they’re out, you can’t and won’t take them back. And you don’t want to. You’ve been studying Kiri’s lips all night now, wondering how they would taste and feel against yours. “Is that okay?” you shyly ask. 

The redhead blinks at you, not expecting that at all, and his cheeks flush a light pink that makes him even more attractive to you. A big, bright grin stretches across his mouth as you take his hands in his again. “Baby, that’s more than okay!” he replies, laughing in joy. “I’ve been imagining what your lips tasted like for weeks now.” 

Feeling bold by the pet name and knowing his mutual feelings, you slowly lean in and press your lips to his. Your eyes flutter closed, falling into the bliss of the small, innocent touch of his lips against yours. The kiss is just that at first–innocent. Just getting to know his mouth against yours, relishing the prickle of his stubble against your face and how soft his lips are. 

Then it gets a little more heated when Kiri runs his tongue against your bottom lip, asking for access. You grant it to him, opening your mouth to let him explore your mouth. You practically moaned at the sweet taste of cheesecake and wine on his tongue as it swirls with yours, the kiss quickly becoming wet and less than innocent. His hands find your hips and your lower back, stroking and teasing you there while yours grasp his forearms, finally feeling up those muscles. 

He softly moans into the kiss, pulling away to stare at you with hooded eyes. “Fuck, you taste good,” he whispers breathlessly. “Like wine.” You want to agree, but your head is too clouded by the intoxicating kiss to do so. 

His ruby eyes glance behind you and he grins. “Hey, look at those two.” He juts his chin at the couple currently making out next to you. You find yourself watching, liking how Mina cups Bakugou’s face in her hands while Bakugou’s hands ran up and down her hips and legs, his lips moving greedily against hers. “Was she needin’ some attention to, Bakugou?” Kiri chuckles. 

Bakugou pulls away from Mina, a string of saliva slightly shining between their lips. “Brat wouldn’t stop squirming her ass around in her seat,” he growls at Kiri. “Plus, you were hogging Y/N for too long.” 

“Whoops!” Kiri laughs. Guess that slipped my mind.” He pecks your cheek, nodding at the grumpy blonde who currently has his eyes set on you. “Why don’t you show Bakugou how good of a kisser you are, hm? Don’t worry; I’ll take good care of your girl.” 

The idea of switching from him to Bakugou and watching Mina at the same time arouses you more than you’d like to admit. “I know you will,” you whisper against Kiri’s lips, pecking them. 

You and Mina don’t have to move a muscle. Instead, Kiri and Bakugou switch places, and once Bakugou is next to you, he can’t keep his hands off you. “’Bout time to finally stopped playin’ and let me taste you,” he whispers before his lips are on yours. 

His kiss is slightly rougher and more demanding than Kiri’s who was gentle and curious yet wanting to give you everything you wanted. Bakugou demands your pleasure, his tongue pushing into your mouth to explore yours, barely allowing you to come up for air. 

You moan into the kiss as his hands circle around your back to cup your ass, bringing you closer to him until you’re nearly sitting on top of him. Your hands fall to his arms, your fingers running over his impressive forearms before moving to his broad chest. Feeling the hard planes of muscle under your hands dampens your panties that feel uncomfortable to you now. 

It only gets worse when Bakugou pulls away from the searing kiss by gently pulling on your bottom lip. You softly moan as he does, earning a chuckle from him as your lip lightly pops back into place. “Oh…you like that,” he hums, pleased with your reactions. His vermillion eyes darken, lust deep in his irises. “Now I wanna see you kiss each other.” 

He nods at Mina who has just ended her makeout session with Kiri who has her lip gloss all over his face. “That can be arranged,” she purrs, giving Bakugou a wink. Slowly, she turns to you and you do the same, the both of you facing each other now. “I love you,” she whispers before her lips are on yours. 

Her lips dance against yours, tongue swirling with yours and emitting soft moans of pleasure from the both of you. “I love you, too,” you coo to her between the kiss. “And I love this.” The way Mina’s lip gloss makes your kiss sticky turns you on more, as does the feeling of Bakugou and Kiri’s eyes on you. Soon, you’re gushing all in your panties. 

“Cut that shit off,” Bakugou snaps. “I wanna watch the movie right here.” You totally forgot that the movie was still on. “Say no more,” Kiri chuckles, the couch shifting as he moves to get the remote. Once the sounds of the TV are cut off, all you can hear are your and Mina’s soft moans and the sound of your lips moving together. 

“Can we finally see what’s underneath these dresses too?” Kiri cheekily asks, his fingers toying at the hem of your dress. “I don’t think my cock can take much more of this teasin’ shit.” Bakugou groans in anguish. “You ain’t kiddin’.” 

Mina pulls away and stares at you, silently wondering if it’s okay. You turn to the boys and give them a nod, burning with anticipation. Bakugou and Kiri both pull up the hem of your dresses over your waists, finally revealing what lies underneath. “Oh, my God,” Kiri groans at the same time as Bakugou hisses out, “Shit!” at the sight of your asses in two thongs that make your cheeks look plumper and appetizing to the men gawking at them.

“You like?” Mina giggles, wiggling her ass around. “Had to force this one to put these on.” Her hand grazes across your ass, giving it a squeeze. 

Bakugou is incredibly interested in your ass, moving closer to get a better look. “Tried to act like you ain’t want this and yet, lookie here,” he grunts. His hand trails down your ass between your thighs, earning a small gasp in response. “And you’re wet,” he chuckles. “You’re a fuckin’ mess, babe.” 

His index and middle fingers press against your panty line, stroking you through the dampened cloth. You clench your thighs together, trapping his hand between them. “K-Katsuki,” you whimper, biting your lower lip at the wonderful feeling of his fingers stroking you. 

Kiri is like a hawk on your other side, looming over you with all the hunger of a predator. “I wanna taste how much of a mess she is,” he purrs before looking at Mina for the go. “Do you mind?” Mina laughs in response. “Hell no!” she guffaws. “But only if you give me the same treatment later.” 

She gives Kiri a wink and he sends one right back before moving onto his knees behind you. You flush at the fact that your ass is right in his face now, but your embarrassment is quickly overcome with need when you feel his hands trail down your sides. He travels all the way to your ass where he proceeds to move your panties to the side, revealing your soaking wet pussy. 

“Fuck, baby!” he gasps, not believing his eyes. “You have the prettiest lil’ pussy I’ve ever seen…well, next to Mina’s.” Beside you, Mina giggles before Kiri decides to dive right into your cunt, starting with soft suckles on your clit before moving on to long laps of his tongue. 

A low moan leaves your lips as your head falls onto the back of the couch. “Kiri,” you moan. “Please…keep going.” Your entire body begins to relax the more Kiri eats you out, his tongue and lips doing wonders along your clit. He is so attentive and careful yet he doesn’t hold back either. He listens to your body and pays close attention to how you react to each roll of his tongue or suckle of his lips. 

Your eyes flutter closed at the feeling, only hearing Bakugou and Mina’s voices beside you: “Greedy fucker,” Bakugou cackles. “You want the same attention, brat? Ask nicely.” 

You can tell he’s talking to Mina, and probably touching her too by how breathless her voice sounds. “Please, ‘Suki,” she whimpers pitifully. “Taste me too.” When you hear her moan loudly from beside you, you turn to her, wanting to watch the erotic scene in front of you: Bakugou is right behind Mina on his knees too, his hands spreading her thighs apart as he laps at her pussy. 

Mina is a moaning, writhing mess, her back arched and tits spilling out of her dress. Her eyes are closed, black lashes fanning across her cheeks, and her plump lips are parted as each unabashed moan passes her lips. You’ve never seen her look so pretty. 

Bakugou stares up at her with hooded, crimson eyes, drinking her in. “Just like old times, right?” he growls through each stroke of his tongue. “You taste so much better though now.” 

Kiri moves away from your count to spank you, his hand colliding with your asscheek causing you to let out a choked moan. “And these asses!” he exclaims loudly, humming in delight at the way your ass jiggles from the impact of his hand. “I can’t get enough of ‘em.” 

He reaches over to give Mina the same treatment, giving her ass, taught from years of training, a hard spank. A loud moan leaves Mina’s mouth, bouncing off the mansion walls. Bakugou pulls away from her pussy to laugh at her, eyes gleaming mischeviously. “Look at her arching that back after one spank. Such a little slut, aren’t you, Mina?” 

Mina whimpers in response, instinctively pushing back into him so he can continue. But Bakugou smacks her hard on the ass. “Tell me you are, or I’ll stop,” he growls. Mina whines pitifully, gripping the back of the couch. “Please don’t!” she begs in desperation. “I-I’m a little slut!” 

You’ve never seen your girlfriend so needy like this. So submissive. So slutty. It turns you on more than words can describe. Bakugou, too, because he immediately goes back to slurping up her pussy and making her whine like a cat. 

Kiri’s hands squeezing your ass brings your attention back to him. “See how good your girlfriend is for Katsuki, Y/N?” he coos. “I bet you know how good she is, don’t you?” 

‘Yes,’ you think immediately, watching as Mina grinds her ass back into Bakugou’s mouth. ‘Yes, I do.’ 

Kiri presses a kiss to your clit, making you jump slightly. “You’re a good girl for me, too. Just look at how pretty this clit is.” He then proceeds to suck at your clit and swirl his tongue around your pussy hole, making you see stars. “Fuck, Kiri!” you shout, toes curling into the couch. 

You’re shocked by how quickly you reach your peak for your first orgasm, but combined with Kiri’s magical mouth, Mina’s moans, and the sound of Bakugou eating her pussy, of course, you’re close to nutting. Kiri moans into your cunt, his hands gripping your ass more. “I wanna make you cum,” he exhales, his hot breath making your clit twitch. “Is that okay?” 

“Uh-uh!” Bakugou suddenly growls. You turn to him, finding his lips shining with saliva and Mina’s juices. “No, the fuck you’re not! I get first dibs on everything.” Kiri glares at him, irked. “Says who?” 

Bakugou glares back at him, just as intimidating. “Says me. You’re not the one running shit around here; I am.” 

Kiri scoffs at his boyfriend, rolling his eyes. “Only because of your God complex.” Steam practically shoots out of Bakugou’s ears, but before he can bite Kiri’s head off, Mina stops them. “Hey, are you two gonna fight or make us cum?” she impatiently asks. “I’m dying over here!” 

You can’t help but giggle at them, though your pussy is aching for release as well. Kiri defeatedly leaves you, pinching Bakugou’s cheek as he does. “Fine, Mr. Bossy. Get your ass over here. But you’d better make her cum her pretty brains out.” 

A playful fire ignites behind Bakugou’s eyes as he switches places with Kiri. “And you’d better do the same to pinkie…or I’ll do ‘em both.” Their competitiveness makes you even hotter, especially when it’s directed toward making you and Mina feel good. Bakugou ducks down in front of you and spreads your thighs apart. “Wow, babe,” he coos raspily. “You’re so, so pretty. Your aftershave smells good too.” He cheekily grins up at you. “Coconuts, huh?” 

You kick at him, hating how he loves to tease you. “Shut up,” you whimper as he cackles. He then drags a finger along your pussy lips, making you quiver. “Such a pretty pussy deserves some extra attention. Don’t squirm too much, yeah?” 

Before you can respond, the man is diving into the wet depths of your pussy. And damn, is it hard not to squirm. Unlike Kiri, he isn’t as gentle or careful–he is rougher and hungrier, his tongue flicking in the right places and being completely merciless with every lash on your clit. How is it that both of these fools are so good at eating pussy? 

Bakugou has an iron grip on your hips, keeping you still despite yearning to grind into him. He makes you take all of it. “Oh, my God!” you gasp as if seeing the Heavenly Father himself. 

“Fuck, Eji!” Mina moans from beside you. “S-so…so good!” You turn to her, watching as Kiri laps at her cunt eagerly while Mina throws her ass back into his face. “Mmm-hmm,” he encourages her, his voice slightly muffled. “Grind those hips into me, baby girl. Give me everything.” 

You’re so into watching them that you don’t even realize you’re squirming in Bakugou’s iron-like grasp. “Stop squirming,” he growls in a warning. “Or I’ll have to pin those legs down.” You look back at him then, a boldness flooding through you that you didn’t have before. “Oh, yeah?” you challenge him. “You can if you want.” 

The pro looks up at you then, raising an eyebrow in surprise at your request. When your playful smile doesn’t leave your lips, his eyes darken. “Oh, you’re just begging for me to fuck you up,” he chuckles. 

Before you realize what’s happening, he’s flipping you onto your back and moving between your open thighs that he pins far away from each other. 

“Hope you stretched, mama,” he cackles before diving into your pussy again. You saw the stars before, but now you’re seeing the entire fucking galaxy with the way his tongue twirls and swirls in your pussy, his nose nudging against your clit. “Oh, s-shit!” you shout, losing your shit. “Katsuki, fuck!” 

Bakugou chuckles into your pussy, each word punctuated by the flick of his tongue. “Yeah?” he teases. “Feelin’ good now, right? Make you not wanna leave.” He keeps his hands on your thighs, pinning them back despite your body screaming to be free. Being completely at his mercy and Mina at Kiri’s brings you to your peak again and your moans become higher, louder. 

Bakugou takes notice and moves his mouth away from your pussy only to begin rubbing your clit. “You wanna cum?” he growls. “Go ahead, baby. Cum for me. Let your girl and Kiri see how good of a girl you are for me.” 

“Oooh, I think this good girl is close too,” Kiri chuckles from behind Mina. “Think we can make ‘em cum at the same time?” He gives Bakugou a mischievous look. Bakugou returns it, a smirk on his face. “We could damn well try,” he laughs before sticking his tongue inside you again, giving you a long lick from your asshole up to your pussy. “Cum all over my face, baby,” he coos to you. “I fuckin’ need it. Do it now.” 

They must be sharing the same mouth because you and Mina successfully cum in unison, a chorus of moans and whimpers leaving your lips as you gush all over Bakugou and Kiri’s faces. You feel like you’re soaring as your orgasm overtakes your body, leaving your pussy aching and your clit throbbing. Even so, Bakugou continues to lap at your cunt, cleaning you up. 

You pant heavily and whimper at the sweet torture. “’Suki, wait,” you protest weakly, grasping at his shoulders. “Please…t-too much! Can’t…can’t…” Your eyes roll into the back of your head, your tongues curling around Bakugou’s head. 

Finally, he pulls away, lips shining with your cum. “That’s what you get for wearing that damn dress…and this thing here.” He proceeds to take your soaked thong down your shaky legs, giving you a grin. “I’m keepin’ this, but if you act right, I’ll buy you a new one.” 

You’re too tired to argue or lecture him, the after-effects of your orgasm setting in. Mina lies beside you, just as spent. “Wow,” she sighs. “That was amazing!” She turns to you, eyes loving. “You were amazing.” You smile and bring her hand to your lips, pecking it softly. 

“You both were amazing,” Kiri groans, still on his knees. “You both looked so good cumming for us like that! Fuck, it made me so hard!” Your eyes trail farther down and you can clearly see that he’s begun to stroke himself underneath his briefs, his jeans unbuckled and unzipped. 

Bakugou cackles at him. “Needy slut! Can’t even stop himself from stroking himself off.” Kiri pays him no mind–his attention is all on you and Mina. Seeing his muscular arm moving up and down over his dick excites you, and you find yourself wanting to see what lies underneath for yourself. 

Slowly, you sit up and give the redhead a less-than-innocent smile. “Need some help?” you purr. Both your girlfriend and the pro couple stare at you, shocked at your question and the seductive undertone in your voice. Your personality has completely flipped a switch, going from unsure and hesitant to a full-on sex siren. Even the sudden switch surprises you, but a good orgasm will do that to you. 

Kiri stands up, his pants still unbuckled. “You sure, babe?” he asks, sounding unsure. “You don’t have to do this just because I pleased you. I could just…oh, fuck…”

His words turn into soft, surprised moans when your hand reaches out to cup him through his briefs. And damn, he’s big! You can feel how thick his shaft is through the thin Calvin Klein underwear, and you desperately want to see how your hand looks wrapped around it…or maybe your two hands in this case. With how thick and fat Kiri’s dick is, you can barely fit your hand around it now. 

Mina giggles as she watches you stroke the redhead, sitting up on her knees now. “There’s your answer, Eji,” she coos, hunger in her eyes. “Does her hand feel good?” Kiri is staring down at your hand, absolutely losing his shit at the sight. “Y-Yeah,” he stutters out, his Adam’s Apple bobbing as he swallows hard. “Really, really good.” 

His eyes close and his head leans back, exposing his thick neck that you just want to pepper in kiss. 

Bakugou stands too and tugs on your hair twice. “Damn perv,” he growls. “Didn’t even get his shirt off yet.” 

You’re now realizing that yes, you didn’t even strip Kiri out of his clothes before going straight for his cock. ‘Shit, maybe I am a slut,’ you think, shook. Mina cuddles up next to you, putting her juicy lips to your ear. “Grumpy pants isn’t naked either,” she purrs into your ear, nodding at Bakugou. “Wanna help me change that, pretty girl?” 

You gnaw at your bottom lip and nod, doing your best to soothe the throbbing of your pussy by clamping your thighs together. Without another brief minute of hesitation, the two of you coax the pros forward and begin to help them strip. Kiri lets you take the reins, watching you through hooded eyes as you strip him of his shirt. Meanwhile, Bakugou is impatient and growly, snatching his shirt off as Mina watches, laughing. 

You can’t help but admire their bodies once they’re completely bare, all of their clothes now tossed on the floor. Kiri is by far more buffer than Bakugou, but both men have their fair share of impressive muscles–nothing but abs, biceps, and muscular, thick thighs that look like they could all be carved from stone. Tanned skin inked in tattoos stretch across their muscles, glowing in the warm lamplight that adorns their brown nipples that your mouth waters to suck. 

Speaking of suck, you’re aching to suck on two other things that swing between Kiri and Bakugou’s thighs that could definitely crush watermelons. Your eyes drift down their smooth, toned stomachs and V-lines to their dicks, drinking in each intricate detail. 

Bakugou’s cock is a bit longer and curves upward, the shaft a toasted brown compared to his normal skin tone. He keeps his pubic area smooth, including his lower stomach and heavy balls that swing below his dick. The pink head of his cock dribbles with precum that your tastebuds are dying to try. 

Kiri’s cock is much thicker and veinier, some of which you want to run your tongue along. In contrast to Bakugou, Kiri has trimmed pubics and a happy trail sinewy in fine, black hair that you think is all so unbelievably sexy. His cockhead is a little bit darker than Bakugou’s in terms of color, but the way it drips in precum is all the more appetizing. 

You stare at both monsters in awe, unable to take your eyes off them. Excitement and fear mix together in your stomach. How the fuck are you going to fit either of them in your mouth? Or what about your pussy? Could they even fit? Mina giggles beside you and playfully tickles your chin. “Wipe your drool, hon. Save that for Kiri’s cock.” 

Your eyes flick from Kiri’s dick to his face, finding him smirking down at you. “Go ahead, baby girl. I’m all yours.” Your eyes flicker back down to his cock, pulsing and throbbing for you. His smirk fades, replaced with a concerned expression. “You good?” he asks softly. “Think you can take it?” 

Your eyes stare back down at his third leg presented to you like a present. You haven’t sucked a dick since you met Mina, but you can’t be that rusty with your skills. So you give Kiri a reassuring smile and a wink. “Absolutely,” you purr. “Come here, daddy.” 

The nickname causes a switch to flip behind Kiri’s eyes. He wastes no time coming closer so you can get a better grip on him. After giving your hands a generous lick (because stroking Kiri’s dick takes two hands), you begin to slowly stroke him from base to tip before taking him into your mouth. 

You start off slow, giving kitten licks along his dickhead and hollowing your cheeks as you suck around the head, stroking the rest that you can’t fit into your mouth. Kiri is feeling good, his eyes hooded and his hand in your hair. “Ah, fuck, yes!” he groans, loud and unabashed. “Just like that, baby. Ease into it, nice and slow…” You pop off of him with a wet pop! Before sticking your tongue out for him, slapping his dick on the flat part of your tongue before sucking him back into your mouth. He watches you, the lust in his eyes making you wetter. “Think you can take me deeper, mama?” he breathlessly asks. “Can I please fuck your pretty face?” 

You nod, his dick still in your mouth. The vibrations of you bobbing your head make him moan. “Just tap my thigh twice if you need to breathe, three times if you want me to stop, okay?” You nod once more, committing the meanings to memory. “Open your throat for me then,” he grunts, already sliding his dick in farther. You do as you’re told, opening your throat like you’re about to yawn. 

Oh, my God. The man is thicker than thick! Your mouth and throat stretch around him the farther he goes, making your jaw ache and your eyes burn with unshed tears. “Just like that, baby girl,” Kiri grunts through gritted teeth. “Just…a little…deeper…” You don’t know how much deeper he can go until he finally hits the back of your throat. You feel him there and gag, your throat constricting around his girth. 

“Good girl!” Kiri coos before he slowly begins to bump his hips into your face, his balls lightly hitting your chin. Your hands go to his thighs, ready to tap him if necessary. But already you’re getting used to him in your throat, even beginning to breathe through your nostrils with every thrust. 

Mina watches you in awe, her hand slipping between her pink thighs to play with her even-pinker pussy. “Wow, babe,” she sighs. “You took him so well.” Bakugou stands before her, dick lightly slapping her face. “Hey,” he growls impatiently. “Stop gawking at her and take care of the dick you got right in front of you.” 

He slaps her chin again with his dick, earning a slutty little giggle from her. “Yes, daddy,” she purrs before taking him by the base and wrapping her lips around him. Though you’re conscious of Kiri still fucking your throat, you can’t take your eyes off of Bakugou and his hand wrapped in your girlfriend’s pink curls as he fucks her pretty mouth. 

“Take me deeper, c’mon,” he growls down at her. “You wanted this, right?” A gurgling sound leaves Mina’s mouth as he sinks in deeper, groaning at the feeling. “That’s a good slut. Bet you were fiending for this dick, hm?” As he begins to rock his hips into Mina’s mouth, he glances at you, his eyes hooded and lust-blown. “I bet you were too, baby. Don’t worry; you’ll get a taste of it soon.” 

Kiri cackles breathlessly above you, still thrusting into your mouth. “Fuck if you will,” he huffs. “This cutie’s throat is just too good! I could get addicted to this shit.” Pleased that you’re making him feel so good, you begin to gag on his cock, his cockhead gliding in and out of your throat as he thrusts. 

Kiri throws his head back, showing you the column of his throat. “So…fucking…good!” he whines to the ceiling. “Keep this up, babe, and you’ll make me cum.” Your stomach jumps in anticipation for that moment, wanting to take every ounce he gives you. 

But when he suddenly slides his dick out of your throat, leaving it slightly raw and your jaw aching, you realize he has a different plan. “But not yet. I still need to try Mina.” He smirks at Bakugou, his hard cock wet with your saliva. “Wanna switch?” 

Bakugou still has his dick down Mina’s throat when he turns to Kiri, eyeing you as he weighs his options. Then he slips his cock out of Mina’s mouth. “Move out the way,” he demands as he pushes Kiri over, taking his spot. Suddenly, his thick, veiny cock, wet with your girlfriend’s saliva, is hanging in front of you. “Open up, mama,” he coos, taking his shaft into his hand and feeding you his cock. 

As his head touches your lips, your mouth opens instinctively. He slides in slow but doesn’t give you time to adjust either. You gag and choke around his cock, trying to take his girth as much as you can. “Breathe through your nose, baby girl,” he breathlessly coos. “I’ve got you. You’re doing so well.” 

The praise ignites a fire in you, and you find yourself moving your hand to trail up his thigh to his heavy balls. Bakugou notices, scowling at his thrusts in your mouth pause. “What are you–” His question is silenced when you begin to gently fondle his balls, a gasp leaving his lips. 

Kiri laughs from beside him, his cock deep down Mina’s throat. “Took the words right outta his mouth, babe. Listen to those flustered lil’ moans!” Bakugou growls, flustered. “Shut up!” he barks. “I-I’m not…oh, fuck!” You have begun to suck on his balls instead of his cock now, taking your time to curl your tongue around the heavy sacks. 

“He loves it when I do that too,” Kiri snickers off to the side. “You’ll make him cum in no time.” And you want to. God, do you want to make him explode! 

But Bakugou isn’t having it. He rips himself away from you, his dick and balls wet with your spit. His vermillion eyes are filled with lust and a heated promise that makes your stomach flip. “Now you’re really gonna get it, you little tease. Get on your back. Now.” His tone is strict and deep, not up for the BS. 

It takes your brain some time to process what he just said, the fog of gagging on dick beginning to clear. Bakugou fixes you with a stare, looking impatient and daring you to refuse his order. You have no choice but to do as he says. You begin to move out of your position on your knees, but Bakugou takes a hold of you and positions you onto your back instead, making you squeak in surprise. “You were too slow,” he says matter-of-factly. 

Kiri slides his dick out of Mina’s throat, making her gasp. “Oooh, you girls got him riled up,” he snickers teasingly. “You ready for the main event now? I promise we’ll make it last.” Mina stares up at him, looking winded with spit all over her mouth. Still, she gives him a nod. 

“Lay down right here then,” Kiri instructs her, helping her lie horizontally on the big ass couch so her legs are thrown over the arm. Bakugou does the same for you, laying you down next to Mina so you’re now lying side by side. “Now you can see your girl getting fucked,” Kiri coos, a mischievous, lustful twinkle in his eye. 

Bakugou’s hands shoot out to wrap around both your and Mina’s throats–not enough to hurt, but just enough to feel it. “Our girl,” he corrects Kiri but looks dead at the both of you. “You sluts are ours now. I hope you know that.” 

A delicious shiver runs through your body. You want to be their girl, for however long they want you. 

“So why don’t you show us, daddy?” Mina purrs, batting her lashes up at the blonde. “Make sure we don’t forget.” 

Bakugou smirks down at her, running his thumb over her plump bottom lip. “Oh, baby girl, I’m planning on it.” Kiri suddenly jumps away from the couch, moving towards the steps. “Shit, we need condoms.” 

“I’m on the pill,” you blurt, practically trembling in anticipation. You don’t want to waste any more time. You want them now. “I’m on too,” Mina adds. Both pros gape at you for a moment, not believing their luck. 

“Say no more,” Bakugou softly growls. “You’re wet enough, too. Staining up my couch…” His fingers trail across your quivering, wet pussy lips, making you whimper. “Needy slut. You’re gonna pay for that and that shit you pulled sucking my balls.” 

You smirk up at him. “You liked it,” you giggle only to be silenced when Bakugou throws your legs wide open for him. “And you’ll like this,” he promises, lining his dick up with your entrance. Kiri does the same to Mina, her pink legs thrown over his broad shoulders. “Let’s do it at the same time,” he softly growls. Bakugou nods, waiting for the count. “On three…two…one.” 

And then finally, they’re easing into you and your girlfriend. They go slow, taking their sweet time to allow you to get used to them. As soon as Bakugou’s head enters you, your jaw is dropping open and your eyes are blown from how stretched you feel already. No toy could compare to how warm and solid Bakugou feels snuggled up in your pussy. 

The ash blonde looks down at you, his brows furrowed in concern. “You okay, mama?” he asks, caressing your cheek. “Can I go a little deeper? Think you can take more of me?” 

He doesn’t move without your permission, staying still despite you feeling him tremble from holding back. You nod, bracing yourself by gripping his forearms. “I’ll let you know if I can’t,” you assure him. Taking that as a yes, he begins to enter you a bit more, giving you inch after inch of his cock. 

Through it all, you breathe in and out, relaxing your body into the couch cushion. Though it doesn’t hurt, you’re feeling beyond stretched and you’re glad for the first orgasm you got because it makes it easier. 

Swallowing, you adjust your hips and moan weakly at the friction. “O-Okay,” you softly stutter out. “That’s good for now. You can start moving.” 

Bakugou nods and begins to slowly rock his hips into you, his eyes drinking in your body’s language. Gradually, you begin to adjust to his size and the pleasure starts to build. Especially when his pelvis rubs against your clit. “That feel good, baby?” he asks you, grinning cheekily at your embarrassing facial expressions. 

“So…so good,” you breathlessly reply. “You’re stretching me so…oh, my god, Katsuki!” You can’t even focus on one coherent thought because he’s so deep, touching every single tingling, sensitive part of your insides. Sparks of pleasure from your clit course through your body every time he thrusts, his pelvis rubbing up against the sensitive little bud. 

“I’m taking that as a yes,” he snickers, his hand gripping the back of the couch as he rocks and grinds into you. His pretty face is screwed in ecstasy, brows furrowed and skin glinting in sweat you want to lick off. “You feel so good, baby girl. So tight…so fuckin’ wet…” 

“Fuck, Eji!” 

You turn to look at Mina, finding one leg bent up to her chest as Kiri pounds into her, his red locks of hair falling around his face. “That’s what you get for tryna tease me,” he huffs, smacking her outer thigh. “Little slut. You think you can do that in my house, hm?” 

He smacks her thigh again, making her whine and writhe against his merciless hips pistoning into her pussy. Kiri is so big on top of her, practically covering her as he fucks her into the couch. Combined with the sounds of her moans mixed with skin slapping against skin, this sight is better than porn to you. 

“Hey; eyes on me, sweetie.” Bakugou forces you to look at him by gripping your chin and turning your face to look up at him. “Bet you like seeing your girlfriend get fucked by my boyfriend. Think she’d like seeing you get fucked into the couch by me?” He takes both of his big hands and spreads your legs wider, causing him to sink deeper inside of you. A loud moan leaves your lips once he bottoms out, your pussy clenching around him. 

“Bet you’ve dreamed about this,” he growls to you. “Bet you wanted to get slutted out on my dick for so long. Bet you couldn’t wait for tonight. All that shy shit was just a front, wasn’t it?” He leans down toward you, his nose grazing yours. “Wasn’t it?” he repeats, his hand circling your throat. 

“Yes!” you choke out, gone from the pleasure. “Fuck, ‘Suki, yes!” You’ve never felt like this before: so gone. Your eyes are closed and your mind is completely blank from the blinding pleasure you feel, each wave much bigger than the one before and washing over you. 

Kiri chuckles from beside you, still fucking Mina into the couch. “Look at how pretty your girl looks on Katsuki’s cock, babe. Look at that face! She’s loving every minute of this.” 

You wish you could muster the strength to look dead into your girlfriend’s eyes, but you can’t. The pleasure is just too good, and it’s starting to reach a deafening crescendo. You can feel it building in your core, threatening to snap at any moment. “Gonna cum!” you practically sob, your head thrown back against the couch. 

“Me too!” Mina whimpers near your ear. “Kiri just feels too good inside me.” You can hear the squelches of Kiri’s cock pounding into her wet pussy, egging on your oncoming orgasm…or is that sound coming from you and Bakugou? You can’t tell anymore. Your mind is dizzy with ecstasy. 

“Already?” Bakugou chuckles in disbelief. “Needy cumsluts. Can’t resist cumming on some good dick.” He presses his lips to your ear, leaning down so his dick is hitting that spot that has you seeing the entire galaxy behind your eyelids. “Fuckin’ cum for me,” he demands. “Let me know how good I’m making you feel. Cum all over that dick.”  

And you listen. Moans and gasps leave your lips like a chorus as that chord snaps. You unravel, cumming all over Bakugou’s dick. “You sound so good, babe,” Mina gasps, reaching her peak too. “Oh, my God, I’m gonna cum!” When she finally does, it’s high-pitched and loud, the sound equivalent to a Mariah Carey high note. 

She cums right alongside you, both of you losing your minds as you cream all over Bakugou and Kiri’s cocks buried deep inside of you. Bakugou talks you through it, telling you how good of a girl you are as he strokes your outer thighs. When the orgasm finally fades, it leaves you breathless and tired. 

“How was that, hm?” the blonde coos. “Speechless?” 

You weakly nod, unable to speak. Bakugou cackles down at you, giving you a kiss on your chin. 

“Well, find your words quick ‘cause shitty hair still needs some too.” Your eyes pop open, staring up at him in shock. An evil smirk curls onto his lips. “What? You thought tonight was done? No, no, cutie. My dick ain’t the only one here.” 

You look over at Kiri who is still just as hard, his cock coated in Mina’s cream. “I’ll let you recover first. Katsuki’s so rough, isn’t he?” He tuts in disapproval at his boyfriend’s antics. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll only be as rough as you want me to be.” 

Mina’s content sighs are a testament to this, her entire face coated in satisfaction. “That was amazing, Eji,” she sighs. Bakugou sucks his teeth as he and Kiri switch spots. “Not as amazing as I’m gonna be,” he promises, fixing Mina with a lust-filled stare.   

Kiri eyes him up and down. “Oh, is that a challenge, baby boy?” he hums, a twinkle in his eye. “I’d like to see you try to one-up me. Maybe we can see which one cums the hardest.” Bakugou doesn’t have to verbally respond to let his boyfriend know he’s got himself a challenge. The gritty look in his eye says everything. 

Which means you and Mina are in for it. 

Kiri moves between your legs, his gaze adoring but hungry, like you’re the cutest cake he has ever seen. “Lay back, mama,” he coos, gently pressing you down onto the couch. “I wanna see you watch your girl get fucked into oblivion. Look into her eyes…look at that pretty face.” 

You turn to look at Mina, finding her already staring at you. She looks so beautiful to you now: her eyes hazy and hooded with pleasure; her pink curls a teased mess from being gripped; her lips plump and kissed raw. Warmth zips through your stomach to your cunt as you picture what is about to come. You don’t get a warning when Kiri suddenly slides inside of your sensitive, aching pussy at the same time as Bakugou does Mina. 

Both of you react with long moans, the fact that you’re both experiencing the same pleasure that much hotter to you. Kiri stares down at you, his lips parted and eyes starved, as he fills you to the brim with his cock. Your pussy quivers and trembles around him, signaling that it won’t be too long until you reach your end. 

“How’s Kiri feel?” Mina breathlessly asks, her legs pinned up to her chest by Bakugou. He is buried to the hilt inside of her, his pelvis pressed thrush to her stomach. He begins to rock his hips into her, not even giving her enough time to hear your reply as she starts whimpering and moaning like a bitch in heat. 

“A-Amazing!” you stutter through a gasp, earning a proud giggle from Kiri. “How’s he feel?” You tick your eyes up to Bakugou who is currently railing your girlfriend. “Can’t you tell by that stupid ass expression?” he cackles, earning a whine of protest from your girlfriend. “I’m fuckin’ her brains out.” 

And he is, judging from Mina’s face. Her eyes are nothing more than slits and her mouth is parted on breathless gasps and moans that slip from her pretty, plump lips. With every thrust Bakugou gives her, her gorgeous, pink tits jiggle and her painted toes curl. Your girl is gone, and you’re loving every minute of it. Seeing Bakugou and Kiri–such big, big guys–fuck the shit out of your petite girlfriend and absolutely turn her out is a fantasy you never knew you had. 

“You’re so cute,” you whimper pitifully. “I love watching him fuck you.” A smile curls onto Mina’s lips. “And I love watching him fuck you,” she giggles. “You’re such a good girl, taking them so well, stretched out on those dicks. Just look at this pretty little pussy.” 

Her eyes trail down to your pussy stretched out around Kiri’s cock that is stroking your walls so good. Kiri must agree from the way he’s gripping your hips and wailing in pleasure. The guy won’t shut the fuck up about how good you feel. “Fuck!” he whines, his noises making you wetter. “You’re making me so good, babe! You feel better than I ever dreamed you’d feel!” 

Bakugou smirks at his boyfriend, a devious look on his face. “Getting loud, hm?” he chuckles. “Guess I’ll have to quiet you down.” He takes hold of Kiri by his neck and yanks him in, smashing his lips against the redhead’s.

You and Mina watch in awe as the two pros make out above you, their tongues swirling against each other’s and muffled moans slipping from their mouths. Mina touches herself at the sight, pinching the dark pink peaks of her nipples. “Fuck, that’s so hot!” she whines. 

Bakugou pulls away from a blushing Kiri, a strand of saliva between their plump bottom lips. “Don’t think you two don’t get the same treatment, cutie,” he huffs before swooping down to plant one on Mina. 

Kiri does the same to you, planting the same passionate, rough kiss on your mouth that bruises your lips and gives your chin rugburn from his stubble rubbing against your skin. “You’re ours now,” he murmurs against your lips. We’re never, ever gonna let you go now.” 

You whimper pitifully at his words, your pussy gushing and clenching around him. You want to be theirs. Everything inside of you is screaming “yes, yes, make me yours!” 

Bakugou pulls away from Mina and holds her down, proceeding to rut his hips into her again, and again, and again. “Only we get to fuck you stupid like this,” he huffs. “Fuck you in every fuckin’ piece of furniture in this bitch until you get that you’re ours. No one will ever make you feel like this, you hear me?” 

“Y-Yes!” Mina shrieks in ecstasy, her eyes screwed tight as a third orgasm begins to reach its peak. “Fuck, ‘Suki, I’m gonna cum again! Gonna cum all over your dick!” She starts grinding her hips up into Bakugou’s, desperate to meet that end. Watching her makes you want to cum too. You can feel that knot in your core about to snap. 

Your pussy walls clench around Kiri’s dick as your orgasm begins to approach like a rollercoaster cart quickly approaching that hill on the track before the dramatic and thrilling drop. The handsome redhead swoops down to your ear, the scent of wine and mint on his tongue. “You close too, darlin’?” he coos into your ear. “C’mon, don’t tell me that voice is shot now. Let out that voice for me, mama.” 

His hips snap against yours again and again, turning your quivering pussy into absolute mush around his cock. You grip his shoulders for dear life as he fucks you into the couch, determined to make your orgasm come even quicker. Gasps and moans leave your lips, your breath catching in your throat from the sheer pleasure you’re feeling. “F-Fuck, K-Kiri!” you stutter in time with his thrusts. “So…s-so good! Gonna cum!” 

Kiri is sweet with his words, coaxing you to finally cum rather than ordering you to do so: “Cum all over this dick, baby, c’mon,” he coos. “Be good girl for me and cum all over me. I’ve got you.” 

Meanwhile, Bakugou is rougher, ordering Mina to finally come undone with his hand still around her throat: “Cum for me, you pretty little slut!” he demands loudly. “Fuckin’ give it to me!” 

Like you share the same body, you and Mina cum at the same time once again. You clench around Kiri’s cock at the same time she clenches around Bakugou’s and cream all over them. Your voices echo across the large living room, probably alerting neighbors and people miles away of your orgasms that hit you like tidal waves.

You see the galaxy behind your eyelids as you dig your nails into Kiri’s shoulders, warm waves of pleasure rolling through your body that don’t stop as Kiri continues to pound into your pussy, chasing his own release. “I-I’m close, gorgeous,” he softly warns you. “Where do you want me to–?” 

“Inside me!” you beg, looking into those pools of treasured rubies that stare right back down at you. “Please, please cum inside of me, Eji!” Mina cries over Bakugou’s loud grunts and moans of ecstasy fom beside you. “Me too!” she shouts, gripping Bakugou’s forearms as he jackhammers inside of her. “Cum deep inside of me, daddy. I wanna feel you.” 

Bakugou and Kiri share the same devious, lustful expression, still fucking you and Mina at the same merciful, breakneck space. “You’ve fuckin’ got it then,” he grunts. “And you’d better take all of it.” 

And you do. When Kiri finally reaches his climax with a loud whine of the word “fuck” that makes your clit jump, you take every single ounce of his warm, creamy cum that shoots into your pussy.

You can feel it coating your walls, filling you up to the point where you curl your toes and gasp at the feeling coursing through your body. Bakugou does the same, holding Mina’s legs up as he shoots his load deep inside of her, filling her to the brim with a whine that sounds so unlike him. 

Kiri’s hips begin to slow until he is sloppily fucking you, chasing the rest of his high. Then with a soft groan, he pulls out, but it isn’t over for you yet. His cock is still hard and he pumps it above you, staring down at you like he wants to eat you up. Bakugou does the same, standing on his knees over Mina, his dick in her face. “Not done yet,” he growls. “C’mere. Eyes on me, tongue out.” 

Kiri crooks his finger toward you, smirking. “You too, pretty girl. Let me see that face.” 

You and Mina slowly move onto your knees like obedient, good girls, though feeling tired and spent from being fucked into oblivion. As Bakugou instructed, you both lift your chins, stick your tongues out, and stare deep into the eyes of the pros as they pump the rest of their nut in your face. As soon as Kiri’s cum splashes onto the skin on your face, you instinctively close your eyes. His nut also coats your tongue and tits, marking you completely as his now. 

Bakugou does the same to Mina, coating her mouth and pretty face in his cum until she’s dripping with it. Once they are finally drained of everything they have, Bakugou and Kiri move quick with beginning the process of aftercare. First, they fetch some towels and water for you and Mina to wipe the cum off of your skin and quench your thirst. 

Then it’s oil massages. They use a specific type on you to soothe aching muscles that smells like passionfruit and mango. The scent relaxes you, making you feel like you’re drifting away to a tropical island, as you find yourself on your back with Bakugou’s fingers caressing your skin and massaging your calves and feet. Kiri does the same to Mina, taking his sweet time and paying attention to her reactions to every move he makes. “Just relax, ladies,” Kiri coos, smiling at Mina’s content expression. “Fall asleep if you want to. I know it feels good.” 

Mina hums in agreement as your eyes flutter closed, too drained from the sex and relaxed from Bakugou’s careful yet wonderful hands. You can just about drift off to sleep as he continues to massage every part of your body, his eyes trained on your face and drinking in every single soft moan, mewl, or gasp you make.

When the massage is finally over and you’re slick with oil, your muscles feel heavy and sleep is invading your space. Mina looks like sleep is kicking her ass too as she snuggles up next to you, her perfume mingled with Kiri and Bakugou’s cologne.

 The mingled scents radiating off of your girlfriend’s skin remind you of what just transpired: your very first foursome. And it’s indescribable how amazing it was.

“That was…oh, my God,” you sigh, staring up at the ceiling. Mina giggles beside you. “Agreed,” she hums happily. She picks her head up to stare down at you, her fist propped up under her chin. “Was that everything you dreamed it’d be, babe?” 

You gaze up at her and are reminded of how deeply you love her. The fact that she went out of her way to plan all of this for you makes you want to give her all the orgasms she deserves. You lean up to kiss her, taking her by surprise. “Everything and more,” you murmur against her hips. 

“We’re so happy to hear that, honey,” Kiri sighs from beside Mina, sounding happy but exhausted. “I’d ask for a round two, but shit, you both tuckered me out.” He stretches his big arms and yawns, making Bakugou snicker from beside you at the end of the couch. “Weak,” he cackles. 

Your own yawn exits your mouth, signaling your need for sleep too. Mina is practically out of it, her eyes hooded. “Looks like you both could use some shut-eye,” Kiri chuckles. “Come here, girls; I’m sure this couch is big enough for a group cuddle.” You hum in contentment as Kiri sandwiches Mina between his and your bodies, one of his tattooed arms slinging over her to reach you. He looks over at Bakugou, smirking. “Don’t act like you don’t want in on this good shit, Kats. Or would you rather I have these two cuties all to myself?” 

Those teasing words are enough to get Bakugou to bite the bait. He grumbles as he scoots in next to you, his warm, muscular body pressed to yours. You turn over to press your face into his chest which he welcomes, even kissing your forehead. A sleepy, happy smile grows on your lips at the warm, fuzzy feeling curling inside of your core. It’s happiness. 

“I love this,” you sleepily murmur. “I could get used to this…all of us bein’ like this.” You’re so out of it that you don’t even realize what you’re implying until Mina brings it up. “You mean dating?” she curiously asks. “All four of us?” 

His utter confusion makes you open your eyes and embarrassment sets in. This isn’t something you talked about with them or even brought up. Tonight was just about sex. Now you’re bringing up dating?

“Would you want that?” Bakugou asks, looking down at you. His eyes tell you not to play any games about it either. 

Silence settles upon you, making you feel even worse. Of course, you had to go and ruin such an amazing moment of bliss with your stupid fantasy. But you also know that these three don’t deserve the BS, so you sit up and conjure the willpower to be real with them. But before you can even speak, Kiri beats you to it. 

“I know I certainly would, and I can definitely vouch for the hothead too when I say that we’d want nothing more than to have you cuties all to ourselves.” 

Your eyes widen at him, shocked at his response. “R-Really?” you stutter, shocked at how easy this is. “So you wouldn’t mind if we all dated? It wouldn’t be weird or–” 

“Shut up,” Bakugou firmly interjects, pulling you back down to lay next to him. “We wouldn’t have invited your ass over here if we didn’t want that. It ain’t just a booty call for us. If it was, you two would’ve been out the door as soon as we finished.” 

“And there’d be no cuddling,” Kiri snickers, nuzzling Mina’s shoulder. “But i’s all up to you two girls. If you want us, we’re all yours, but if not–” 

“Are you kidding me?” you gasp, a joyful laugh leaving your lips. “It’s like you all stepped right out of my wettest dreams! Why wouldn’t I want you three?” Mina laughs at your words, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Well, that’s an enthusiastic yes if I didn’t know any better,” she giggles. “Don’t just lay there, boys: give your girls some love!” 

Bakugou and Kiri don’t need to be told twice. Both of them plant kisses all over your and Mina’s faces, their arms wrapping around you and squeezing you both until you’re squealing with laughter. You’re filled with so much happiness that you could burst. The rest of the night goes on with soft touches and caresses from all four of you across each other’s skin, chaste kisses shared between you. 

Finally, when sleeps comes for you, you snuggle into Bakugou’s chest as he snores, one arm thrown over his eyes while the other lies above you and Mina who is deep in sleep, her lips parted on tiny mewls that slip from her pink lips. Kiri lies on Mina’s side, his muscular back facing you. Both of your men sandwich you and Mina, protecting their girls even in slumber. 

You smile to yourself in the darkness as you drift off into your dreams of your three amazing partners, thanking your lucky stars for such a wonderful turn of events. You don’t care what happens tomorrow or what comes next. Because whatever it is, whether it be good, bad, or somewhere in between, you’ll have them. And that is all you’ve wanted. 

And so you sleep. 

THE END.

[eva-terra-marie]

ꨄMy Hero Academia Masterlistꨄ

Fluff~🤍

Angst~ ❤️

(No smut)

Izuku Midoriya🥦

Izuku fluff headcanon- Deku x Gn! Reader🤍

(Izuku comes home from hero work)

Katsuki Bakugou💥

I Want Her- Bakugou x fem! reader x Kirishima ❤️🤍

(Y/n has to chose her love between Katsuki Bakugou or Eijrou Kirishima or both?)

It’s Always The Same Dream-❤️🤍

(In middle of the night, Bakugou wakes up to you screaming in your sleep, so he comforts you from those terrible nightmares.)

Shoto Todoroki🔥❄️

Todoroki dating Male! Reader-🤍

Eijirou Kirishima🪨

Kirishima with a shy fem! Reader headcanons🤍

Don’t worry I’ll write more as best as I can :)

[sparkexplosive]

Grateful To Have You In My Life [Kirishima Eijirou]

Kirishima Eijrou X F!Reader

Word Count: 1,578

A/N: This is my writing piece for my contribution to the Konoha Simps Server Collab. You can find the rest of the amazing works by beautiful human beings right here! If you want to be involved in future collaborations or even just be in a place to meet new people and talk about anime, feel free to join us. 

Konoha Simps Discord Server created by @bakubabes-hatake​

Sorry for any grammar or spelling in advance.

The red haired pro hero, Red Riot couldn’t stand still patiently for you to arrive with Mina. He was standing in front of the river where the moonlight was bouncing off the water reflection. This is their special spot since they have been dating for so many years now. They would disconnect from the outside to have some peace and quiet. This location was surrounded by nature completely. 

Kirishims Eijrou was pacing back and forward while reaching towards his red tie to loosen the knot. He felt so restrained. He is feeling extremely nervous and has been wanting to propose for months now. He knows you are most likely to accept his proposal but his anxiety keeps getting the better of him. What if you shut down… it ruins their relationship together. 

The two of you go back to elementary school where you usually hang out with Mina and her friends. You were fairly popular among his peers and were crushed by numerous boys. He was also one of the boys that had a major crush on you. You found his quirk cool unlike everyone else. 

The five year old, with [hair color] was awed over seeing the skin of his arm harden and touching his arm with pure curious eyes. 

“Your quirk is so cool! Kiri!” You exclaimed loudly ignoring the surprised looks from his peers as if she was crazy considering his quirk to be cool. 

But for some reason, he was always the one you would pick to be partners with you in anything classroom project with all the way through to middle school. You got restricted from partnering up with Mina, for unknown reasons other than they are close friends. Teachers restricted the two to never to be partners which earned whinnies from Mina especially. You weren’t whining as much as Mina but accept it. You were happy to work with Kirishima regardless. 

However around his last year in middle school, was when the two of you got fairly close, despite his classmates hating him for getting to spend time on one of the popular girls in his grade out of school. You actually helped him to train to get some muscle into his limbs and accompany him on morning runs despite having a different dream from him. You always wanted to be a doctor since you were a kid. 

Your quirk was more suited to be in the medical field. 

But you insisted on helping him and continued being his morning jog buddy.  When you heard the news of him being accepted into U.A. You took him off guard when you were screaming his name in the school halls. 

“Eijirou!” You move smoothly without bumping into other middle schoolers, before tackling him into a bear hug You tackle him to the ground with a hard thump which out of reflex activates his quirk on his back. You hugged him tightly causing the hormonal teen to be flustered. 

You pull away having the biggest grin across your lips, “A step closer to your dream! I knew you could get in! See what happens when you believe in yourself.” 

Then getting your contract information despite living in the same neighborhood, at the end of the year. 

“Mina reminded me. I never actually gave you my number. Here’s my number and text me anytime.” You took his hand and wrote down your number on his palm. 

“Don’t forget about me. Superhero.” You kissed his cheek before running away to catch up with the girls. 

He unconsciously was holding on the cheek that you peck having a giant blush to come across his cheeks. His crush kissed his cheek and started repeating it over with shock and love struck expression on his face. He immediately saved your phone number on his phone. 

Never lose a contract ever since. 

You were the one who helped him dye his black hair to bright red since you dye your own hair with highlights and such. You became his own hairstylist and hung out throughout the two of you busy schedules.

However, Mina is the responsible one who took upon herself to be a couple matcher. He is thankful for Mina for hooking the two together if it wasn’t for her. You would have been long gone taken by someone else, when Kirishima would have gotten the confidence to ask you out. Mina had sent you a text pretending to be Kriishima asking you out for a movie date which you accepted giving the poor boy a heart attack. 

“Your welcome! You can thank me later.” Mina was smirking teasingly while Kirishima was staring at the television where his friends were playing video games. He got his character killed when Mina out of nowhere says, “You have movie night tomorrow at 7 with [Nickname]!”

Exe.Kirishima stopped working and dropped his gaming consoles to take the phone out of Mina's hands to see what you wrote back to him. 

Having the longest crush on you over 8 years, was hard enough for his heart to take, but to see you actually accept the invitation gave the poor boy a heart attack. For the longest time, he thought you didn’t even see him in that sort of light, nothing more than friendship. The rest became history. The two of you made it official halfway on second year while you were attending medical field high school and he was in U.A.

Once U.A expanded on having medical field courses, Mina and you plan on surprising him when you transfer over on their 3rd year while doing an internship with a Recovery girl due to having similar quirk like her. Kirisima was thrilled to have you closer to him, but often used very excused in the book to come to visit you in the nurse office. The Recovery Girl had to restrict him from visiting so much for silly things. 

Now being together through hell and back with scares on both sides, thinking Kirishima got himself killed but was only injured intensely while the hospital you worked at was attacked. Everything life throws to their relationship, they will overcome it just like the others. You support his work as a hero and celebrate with him each time when he continues ranking up in the pro hero ranks. He does the same supporting you on becoming a doctor that he would help you as best as he can with it when it comes down to studying such as holding flash cards. 

 But he would never change it for the world. 

Being together for 4 years, you were his number one fan from the very beginning. You were the one who pushed him and walked withhim to turn in his slip in middle school. You believe in him when no else would. You thought his quirk was amazing despite what others thought. 

He was playing with the ring box that was in his pocket and trying to practice his words that he wanted to tell you. He wants it to be perfect as possible. He spent time with you out to do a quest with the help of his friends for you to get a flower at each location that held special memories with each other. Mina was the last one to lead you to this exact spot where he is standing at. 

This place was where the two of you first kissed each other and the place where it all began. 

“Would you take the honors to make me the happiest man in the world- No its too cheesy.” Kirishima was running his fingers through his hair in frustration and continued to try. He has yet to acknowledge your presence. 

Mina left you there with a smile on her face. You were holding a bunch of flowers that represented his emotions for you. You were mind blown by the sight in front of you, he had hung up Christmas lights on the trees and had a wooden bench where there was food in containers. 

A soft smile crosses your lips, seeing Kirishima pacing back and forward, until he stops and takes a deep breath. 

“[Nickname], will you stay beside my side to the rest of our lives as my partner, best friend?” Kirishima confidently  says, before shaking his head no. 

“Too simple-” He jumped and froze up when he felt your arms around his waist. “You are overthinking it. Baby. My answer will remain the same.” 

He turns around with a shy smile and scratches his head nervously. “Was it too much?”

“Ask me the question.” You pulled away looking starred in his ruby red eyes. 

Kirishima kneels down to his kneel before licking his lips and letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Will you marry me?” 

 You placed your hands on the side of his face when you answered with, “Yes, you big goof.”

A giant smile appears on top of his face revealing his sharp teeth with his vision becoming blurry. You bend down to press your lips against his softly and pull away, before hearing him. 

“Thank you so much for everything.” A couple tears came down his cheeks which caused you to clean them off. 

“I love you.” You whispered

“I love you too.” Kirishima hugs your waist to only jump at the sudden round of applause that could be heard behind some bushes. 

“MINA! DENKI!” 

“SORRY! I HAD TO GET IT ON TAPE!”

“SHE DRAGGED ME INTO THIS!”

[tiaetherealness]

Behind The Scenes

Pairing: Kirishima Ejirou x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, grinding, fingering (f. Receiving), virginal penetration, staying quiet 🤐, exhibitionism, small dose of voyeurism, a mix of degradation and praise?, handjob, creampie

I hope you guys enjoy <3

Kirishima is such a nice guy compared to the little tease you are. So seeing the gentle giant with a large dick bulging through his basketball shorts during 3-A's movie night made your head reel. It's been days since you masturbated, being occupied with work-study since it's your last year at UA, and you were desperate to feel something. So why not sit on Kiri's lap? It's not like you don't usually sit on him, plus you wanted to test whether he’s attracted to you like you're attracted to him.

Wearing an oversized shirt that covers the short shorts you're wearing, you made way over to the single seat Eijrou is occupying. He didn’t even blink when you sat on him, just shifted a bit to make you more comfortable and wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you steady. He purposely kept you a couple of inches away from his lap but you had no qualms moving back, the mound of your cunt slowly dragging over his cock through his shorts, until your back met his chest. He tightened his arm around your waist as his cock twitched and you felt that. You couldn’t help but throb in response and that garnered a small groan.

"Sweetheart, what do you think you're doing?" He whispered in your ear.

You looked back at him in faux innocence. "Nothing, just trying to make myself comfortable."

He stared at you for a couple of seconds before returning his attention to the movie. You sat still for a couple of minutes to give Eijrou the illusion that nothing transpired. Midoriya, bless his heart, got up and brought everyone blankets thirty minutes in the movie. He handed one to you with a smile before sitting down with his own.

Knowing you wanted to continue teasing Kiri, you placed the blanket over both of your laps to keep prying eyes away. Seeing that no one is paying attention, you purposefully grinded on him and sighed shakily when you felt him harden. He grinded up in response and moved his hand from around your waist to grab your hip. "This doesn't seem like nothing, sweet pea," Kirishima said lowly. "You've been restless for days because you were needy, hm?"

He tightened his grip on your hips to control the slow pace you've started. Any faster and it would've garner attention from the others. You can't have that when you have Kiri right where you want him.

Using his other hand, Ei slid it up your shirt, grasping at your soft skin. You shivered at his warmth and softly gasp when he grabbed your tit. "Come on baby, answer me or I'll stop."

"I-I was needy," he pulled your nipple and you stifled a moan by biting your lip. "I'm sorry."

"Aw, don't be sorry. I'm always willing to help beautiful girls like you." He let go of your hip in favor of placing his hand on your thigh, playing with the edge of your shorts. He continued kneading your tit, focusing on your harden nipple. "You just need to be quiet, okay?"

You nodded and that's a signal to trace his finger over your slit through your shorts. You jumped at the touch and started to get wetter with him doing the motion a couple of times before focusing on your clit. Your thighs tensed at the action and you couldn’t help but to grab at his arm. He laughed.

"You're so wet, sweetheart. I haven't even done anything yet, I'm flattered."

Feeling slightly impatient, you grabbed the hand touching your cunt, and pushed it inside your shorts. At the skin contact, you grinded against his palm. "T-touch me here please."

You felt Kiri's breath tickle your ears as he took over your ministrations. "So impatient." He rubbed over your clit in harsh motions which made you gasp loudly. Luckily, the movie is at a loud scene so it was covered by all the fighting. "You're not even wearing panties but I'll give you what you want baby, don't worry."

You turned your head and leaned back a bit more, so that you were resting between Ejirou’s shoulder and neck. You kissed at his throat so you can distract yourself with the fact that he's playing with your pussy earnestly now. He spread your cunt open before slicking up his fingers and prodding at your hole. One finger slid in easily with how wet you are, your warm walls clenching down on the intrusion. You felt him groan at the feeling. "God, your sucking me in so easily, sweetheart." He pushed and pulled a couple of times, before adding another finger. "So desperate for my cock, you couldn't wait until no one is around. Had to do it where everyone can see."

You whined at his words as he speed up. You can feel the wetness dripping between your cheeks and can imagine the shlick shlick noise if both of you were in the safety of the dorm. Feeling the desperation, you scrambled for Kiri's shorts using your free hand. He chuckled and subtly lifted his bottom so you can slip them from his hips and bunch it under his balls. The slap of his cock on your thigh made your mouth water. You wondered what it looked like. Is his tip a deep red color? Did pre cum form? The thought made your mouth open in a soundless moan.

Kirishima let go of your tit to grab your hand that went lip. "You can't have all the action, sweet pea. Don’t be afraid to touch me too.” 

He wrapped your hand around his hard cock and tugged from base to tip before letting go. Your fingers can’t even touch with how thick he is, and that sent a shock to your system. Immediately, you grinded your clit on his palm to get more friction. You had half a mind to start tugging at his dick, yet that little attention made Ei bite your neck to hide his own moan. You grunted at the sharp pain but relaxed once his tongue went to sooth over the mark that will be left over for sure. Being satisfied with the mark, he rested his chin over your shoulder pretending to watch the movie as if he isn't ruining you. With every pull of his cock, pre cum bubbled and  made the slide much easier as you matched the pace he started. Eijrou curled his fingers, perfectly hitting your g-spot. Your eyes flied open and you let out a startled moan. “Ah!” 

The sound made you and Ei pause as some eyes glanced over. The feeling of dread made you tighten around his fingers that stopped right over g-spot. “You okay? We’re not even at the best part yet!” Kamanari said loudly.

You were afraid to respond since Kirishima slowly started to rub that spongy spot inside you. Luckily he decided to speak for you. “She’s fine!” He said with a beaming smile, “The way the character kicked the door down really startled her! Right?”

He looked at you and you nodded. Most of them turned back to the screen once they were satisfied with your response, but you felt a lingering stare. You looked to your left to see Bakugo staring with furrowed brows. He looked from you, to Kirishima who noticed his gaze, and the blanket that covered both of you. As if he can see the subtle movement, his eyes darkened a bit when the realization hit and returned back to the movie. 

Knowing that one person caught on, Ei speed up his pace, every push hitting your g-spot over and over again. “We should hurry up, or the others will notice. Let’s make you cum first, yeah?”

Your breathing became more labored as your eyes rolled to the back of your head in pleasure. Thighs trembling with a threat to close, you started to plead quietly. “P-please Kiri, m-make me cum.” 

“Your wish is my command, sweetheart.”

When you felt the kisses down your throat and a faint touch on your clit, the warmth that built up finally reached a crescendo. Your back arched as your orgasm washed over you, cunt quivering from the onslaught of pleasure. You didn’t realize you let go of his cock to grab his arm tightly or the fact that you just came in front of all your friends. Just a buzz that settles under your skin as Kirishima did soothing motions to calm you down. “There you go, baby. Bet that felt good, huh?”

You nodded despite your head being filled with cotton. Suddenly, your hole was empty and throbbing as slick and cum trickled out with no fingers to keep it in. There's a bit of movement beside you until you felt something hot and hard between your legs. You stifled a whine when you felt it part your labia and bump into your clit. “E-Eijrou.”

“I’m sorry sweet pea, I know you just came. But its not fair if only you cum, hm? Just let me..” He pushed the tip at your opening before pushing in. “Let me have a taste.” 

Sinking down, you latched on his shirt to ground yourself amidst the overstimulation. Finally reaching the base, he held your hips with both hands to guide your movements. You bit your lip with each motion, feeling close to cumming again. “You’ve been so good for me. Don’t worry, I won’t last long.”

With every sink down on his cock, the rougher he got. The slapping of your bodies was softened with the blanket covering everything. It’s as if Kiri forgot that you guys were in public, groans turning high in pitch. “Fuck, you’re so tight and wet even when I fingered you open. Taking me so well.”

Praises kept falling from his lips as you gradually tightened around him. A rough thrust made you cum again, vision whiting out at the edges. A warmth filled you as you relaxed in Ei’s hold, indicating that he came. When you came to, Kirishima was petting you and humming lowly, his chin resting on top your head. You snuggled close, making him look down and catch your eyes. “You okay? You were gone for a minute there!”

“Yeah, I’m okay. Feeling much better.”

He smiled and kiss your forehead. “I’m happy I can be of service, sweetheart!” He pulled you closer to his chest then whispered, “Next time, we’ll do it in my dorm. I want to take my time with you.”

You clenched around his softened cock that was still inside you. “That’s a definite yes.” 

You giggled and looked around to see if anyone noticed. Immediately, you locked eyes with Bakugo who sent you a smirk. 

...Oh, boy

[toots-senpai]

Anxious Smoke Circle

Author: @toots-senpai

Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou x Reader

Rating: R 18+

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings:  tw: exhibitionism, tw: voyeurism, drug use!(just mary jane), drinking!, orgy! mention?, dry humping, blowjob, fingering, choking, slight daddy kink, kiri’s a little too high and now irresponsible

Quick A/n: Idk if i like this, just getting it outta the drafts, also i kinda edited this but i dont think it did much lol

MINORS DNI 

i don't except follows from ageless blogs, you will be blocked!!

nsfw under the cut

 It started off just as simple senior party. It wasn’t a party hosted by anyone in the UA but hosted by someone popular in one of the local schools, in the basement of their house. They had invited anyone and everyone that was graduating in the city, even some senior university kids who mostly were just leaning against the walls. In these medium full rooms full of hot bodies, the a/c blocked, during the summer break, you felt droplets of sweat dripping down the back of your tube top. Taking a sip of the cool alcoholic drink in your hand to attempt to cool down. You shoved past other sweaty bodies trying to get back to where you last saw the bakusquad in the back corner of the a large library room. The group of 5 now disintegrated into 2, Mina and Denki. Though Denki instantly perked up at the sight of you and patted your shoulder on the way past you, walking back the path of where you came from. Mina was a bit drunk and you didn’t want to leave her alone, even if this room was quite vacant compared to outside it but when some guy grabbed her dance, she didn’t seem as excited to stay with you. Leaving you in a back corner where a bunch of people started gathering inside because of the empty space. You stood up and decided to go in the path that Denki did. The hot bodies, led lights and the tipsiness from the 2nd cup of alcohol in your hand had you feeling a little hazy, but you continued to push past everyone.

 When you finally walked in another, you could see the nothing but smoke. People were laying on the floor, probably tripping off tabs or what not and one of those galaxy projection lights lit up the ceiling. It was quieter than all the other rooms, people hitting bongs, pipes, rigs, joints and blunts. Hit after hit was being blown into the air everywhere you looked. In a way it was like heaven in the smoke of the room, or you could be getting a contact high. A bunch of huge beanbag chairs were around the room fitting up to 5 people on each, yet there were people laying on top of each other or even connecting by the legs on the floor. A large tv was playing warzone and the player no other than the host smoking a blunt, viciously tapping away at his controller. 

“Y/n!” a voice perked up and amidst the smoke and sat the rest of the baku squad and Kirishima, who’s fingers called you over along with a dazed smile. Sero and Bakugo moved a bit making room for you on the large bean bag chair in the corner of the room. When you settled into the foamy ball, you joined their small smoke circle. The room cold compared to outside. Sero’s rip from the bong blew into your face before he handed it over to you. It was a nice couple of rounds passing it around to each other but once again everyone started leaving again just leaving you and Kiri. High as balls almost cuddling each other while you two relaxed. Eyes closing together, and you saw a couple minutes of rest, until this really fucking geeked out girl came in, throwing soft throw blankets at everyone before throwing one over the host and slipping her self underneath the blanket. He played her off just being annoying but the bob of her ponytail underneath the blanket said otherwise, even through the thick cloud of smoke in the room. You looked away from the host but locked eyes with Kiri. His red eyes blown and his body relaxed around you still, a faint blush was on his cheeks. I mean of course he could also see what was happening there. Yet playfully he brushed it off as he starts pulling you closer to cuddle better, blocking out the sight of them for both of you which was actually terrible due to the already hot room.

It was a tad awkward in his arms, even though you’ve laid with him countless of times before. On the way home from hero trips and when you guys relax and study or whatnot but the aura around his bulky arms was nothing compared to those before. Maybe it was the hot room, the really fluffy blanket, maybe it was just the way you’re really realizing that Kiri isn’t the man who held you close for comfort anymore. He’s a machine, his body itself is taking up most of the beanbag. It kind’ve has you wondering how the other part of the bakusquad wasn’t affected by his size, you pushed the thought away. Even though he is bigger, you should’ve been lying when you said he isn’t there for comfort, because he really is. A big man just cuddling you, in a party.

“Kiri?” You croak a bit, voice accidentally squeaking when his startled fingers tapped at your side at the sound of your voice.

“Yea Y/n?”

“What are you doing laying with me here, there’s legit a party going on?” 

“I could ask the same thing to you... I could also ask why you came to the party so late..” He stopped a second collecting his thoughts. While he did so the arm holding you readjusted underneath you back. “You get.. caught up with that guy from the tournament?” Their was a tinge of jealously layered underneath his voice and you really did try to ignore it and it honestly wasn’t his fault for pushing a nerve he didn’t even know was there.

“What does that even have to do with the party Kir-”

“I can be curious about things Y/n..” He stated just sitting up in full, making you sit up with him. Your eyes locked once more and he just kept going.. “I mean you tell me everything anyways-”

“Alright Kiri, I haven’t talked to him in a couple days. Turned out to be a major douche, I was only late because my tire popped on the way here and I had to..ugh..” You stopped, and so did Kiri when he realized he hit an edge and he just flopped a bit back in defeat, sinking into the beanbag chair. Your eyes was now looking to your lap and his were up at the ceiling. That aura was still there between you two and underneath the blanket just held too much warmth and with warmth becomes comfort anyways and you just slipped back into his arms anyways. There was only comfort in your guy’s silence for a couple of minutes before a gasped moan interrupted your comfort. Both of your body’s went tense, even more so as tiny wet slaps are echoing, no in the room seemed to notice besides the group of females behind him. There was alot more than just the host happening now that you looked around the room. Girls were making out in the corner and on one of the beanbag chairs a girl was grinding on some guy through his pants. You blushed a bit at the sight and tried to go back to your comfort but you were right about your earlier presumption. Kiri, really wasn’t built for comfort. When you scooted back into him, the tip of his dick curved between your ass through the thin sweats that he wore. It wasn’t on purpose of course, but you knew you couldn’t move in this situation. Not when he’s tucked so nicely in between your asscheeks and he’s hissing a curse far too close to your ear. 

Your thighs went to rub together from the devious act but it only pulled him closer in, he whined a little in your ear. He clearly didn’t mean to though, so preoccupied in the fact that he’s..... so close to you. He can feel that his dick is already under your skirt, he can feel that his tip has caught a hole and the friction’s too much for him. That’s not even counting the fact that he can smell your conditioner, your skin, and he swears he can smell the sweat fuming from your cunt. Your skirt is pushed up underneath the blankets and you can feel his covered dick rubbing into your thigh, and raising the holy material off your skin with his dick.

You can just feel that he’s already so hard. His dick is caught in your fishnet between your asscheek and you, have just had such a bad week. It’s still, so oddly comfortable with him holding you even if he’s breathing so heavy, so nervous about your next move. He’s breathing down your back and you can feel him flex through the loose clothing when the girl on the host starts full blown moaning semi-softly in the hosts ear. The tension between you and Kiri is just too much, too stressful. Whining of annoyance softly in your throat you went to turn around and kiss him but the hold on your hips so you didn’t move any further on his dick prevented you from doing such. You couldn’t even lean your neck back either. 

“Kiri.” You whispered. He responded with a hum, pushing his face into your neck, still breathing so heavily. Goosebumps rose against your neck from his breath forcing you to let out a whine, the girls making out in the corner following. Someone closed the door and Kiri’s lips experimentally placed along your neck and you couldn’t help but squirm. Kiri was exploding behind you, equally stressful week and the girl of his dreams has her fishnet stuck around the tip of his dick, even through his sweats. He tried to pull his dick off of it but your squirming self pushed his knuckle against your clit and you fully pushed back on him looking up at him. He was so flushed and his knuckle was already getting soaked just from the outside of your panties. He just, went on an overdrive mode. His head so foggy from the high and the shot contest with Bakugo that dealing with this situation manually was too much for him. All he could do is look at your face as he slips his fingers past your panties and in your cunt. Wet noises surrounded the two of you. Music, moans, whimpers and slapping of skin, echoing in the room,  so much stimulation for the two of you especially when you’re dripping down his fingers pushing back against his dick with your grinding hips. He couldn’t handle it, it’s just too much and when your cunt fully pulls his fingers in and your spreading your legs to fully let him curl up against your spongy spot, he breaks. He moves you quite harshly abandoning the blanket but he doesn’t mean to when he’s pulling you up with him and walking out of the room. Your hips are  nicely against his dick as he’s attempting to walk to somewhere secluded. You whimper into his ear as you grind down on his fat dick even through the crowd of partying people. 

“You’re gonna stop? Gonna leave me unsatisfied.. daddy?” You teased into his ear licking up to his neck and sucking a nice bruise into the crook of his neck before finally pulling him into that kiss. The two of you were stuck in the crowd for that minute, led’s flashing across the two of you as your tongues are rolling around each other, alcohol and weed burning through your combined saliva. His hands are occupied on holding you up by your ass, squeezing with each roll of your hips and your hands are running through his hair. You don’t even notice he’s making his way through the crowd again until you’re pushed up against a door and both of you are inside and he’s locking the door behind you and putting you on the sink counter. 

In this new lighting you can really see Kirishima fully in front of you. His shirt is drenched in sweat and he’s really fucking high, his eyes red and his dick.. oh my god. It’s the first time you’ve actually seen it and your body’s getting hot just at the sheer size of it from just outside his sweats. He doesn’t seem to notice your gawking as he attempted to come closer to you but you stopped him with a hand and at his pelvis, running your hand under the sweaty shirt and pushing it up and as much over his body as possible before he grabbed the rest of it. On your way up his chest with your hands you got off the counter starting to kiss down his chest, making him gasp as your fingers trailed down to his sweats. He whined a bit at the lack of your speed and slipped out his cock with a fluid motion, his dick fat and your cheek from the swift motion. You could’ve swore you felt your heart swell from just he feeling of his thick pre smacking against your cheek. His dick leaking down your exposed cleavage already and you couldn’t help but take the full weight of his dick in your hand and smear the access pre down to the base of his dick, kissing the vein connecting to his balls. His hand went to gather in your hair as he let out a relaxed sigh.

“Oh shit baby.. you gonna take all of me in that pretty mouth?” He swooned a bit hazy while looking down at you and pursing his lips in anticipation. Your tongue flattened under the base of his dick before you let him fully shove his dick down your throat and you’re squatting so that you can keep him properly in your throat. You gagged and slightly choked on his thickness but with your wet eye lashes staring up at him with tears running down your face and your hands softly on his hips almost as if conformation for him to keep going, he couldn’t stop. His hips thrusting his dick in and out of your mouth until foamy spit was dripping from your lips and to the floor. 

“If I knew you would take my dick down your throat like this baby-” He stop hissing as he twitched down your throat. “Oh, I would’ve asked so much. fucking. longer ago-” He stated thrusting into your throat with almost every word of his until his hips started to stutter and even then he didn’t stop his brutal thrusting until he spilled down your throat, praise whining from his lips. “Good fucking girl, drinking me all up like a proper fucking slut.” His cum filled your throat and spilled out the sides of your mouth when you moaned at his praise and all you could do is attempt to swallow him all up. When he finally pulled his dick away from your lips you tried to swallow the rest of the cum, though most of it was already in between your cleavage sticky along with the saliva. You didn’t get the opportunity to think about it when Kiri pulled you back up and onto the counter pulling the skimpy crop top off of your body. You weren’t wearing a bra tonight but that just made cleanup easier for him as he laid you back a bit so he can lick up the dripping mess in the valley of your chest and spread it with his tongue to your perky nipples, making work at your chest.

His dick bare against your fishnets as he pulled you closer by your hips. The large holes in your fishnets and the thong you were wearing helped him once again occupy his fingers against your cunt. Once his fingers are finally back on your cunt, your cunt is actually dripping. Thong soaked along with some parts of your fishnets while your wetness dripped down your inner thighs. “Oh princess, what were you hiding from me?” His voice deep and possessive as he pulled away and flipped you over on the counter by your hips, you bare tits rubbing against the cool porcelain of the sink. You looked up through the round mirror in front of you. Though you couldn’t see yourself, you could see him perfectly. Feeling him peel away the sticky thong from your cunt and ripping the fishnet slightly so it could also move to the side with just the natural grip of his hands. You could just hear the squelch if your cunt when he pulled your lips apart and the groan that left his lips at the sight had you clenching around nothing. 

“Please tell me you want me to fill you up baby. Please princess.” He pleaded behind you smacking his hand on your asscheek and tugging the fishnet so it caught against the lips of your cunt. Instead of giving him the begging, you just reached behind you and spread your juicy cunt apart looking back at him with your eyes low and your hips wiggling your ass into his hands. He didn’t even bother to make you beg more. Though the voice in his head was telling him to, you were intoxicating him more than the weed ever could, his judgement out of mind as he pushed into you slowly. 

One of his hands were at the small of your back making you arch more and the other one was right beneath your chin on your neck, making you look up at him as he fully bottomed out into you. A whine escaping your lips as you adjusted to the actual girth of his dick and a whimper from Kiri as he very badly struggled to keep his hips still as you clamped around him and sucked his dick deep into your womb as you adjusted. Once he was fully bottomed out the hand on your back went to the counter, splintering it beneath his hand as he attempted to grip something to distract himself from his long-time crush’s cunt desperately gripping him deeper. The grip on your throat tightened when you finally pushed yourself full of his dick and he was already hammering at your cunt. Thank god it wasn’t your first time otherwise you wouldn’t have handled the way he was going at you. He kept his head tucked into your neck as he kissed alongside your jaw but his hands couldn’t stay in one place. Going from gripping your ass, gripping the splintered counter and gripping your hips and every time he went from the broken counter to your skin his quirk activated a quick seconds to shake the splinters out of his hand. Keeping his quirk active as he smacks at your asscheeks, reddening quite quickly after only a couple of smacks and burning as he kept going a couple more times. The loud music outside must’ve been covering your moans or something because he’s aching to hear them. Running his hands up and down your body, twisting at your nipples and gripping at your hips as he drills you into the counter himself. 

“A-ah! Kiri-!” You whined as his fingers finally found purchase against your clit, his mouth sucking bruises into your exposed skin and his other arm circling around your waist. 

“Fuck baby, you’re so fucking good, too fucking good!” He groans into your ear as he’s slowing his snapping hips. “Fuck princess i’m gonna... shit!” He’s pulling out before he spills into you, his dick dripping as he’s flipping you over as he starts using both of his hands on your cunt. Fingers dipping into your dripping sex and curling against the spot that makes your toes curl. He’s also rubbing your clit with his other hand and spitting down your ass just to watch your cunt catch it. He’s waiting until you start writhing so he can stick his twitching dick back into your sloppy pussy and go back to ramming into you. No seconds wasted he’s connecting your lips once again, his wet fingers gripping your thighs so he can push his dick in at a better angle. Moans being shared between your mouths as you two are pulsing around each other, body’s dripping sweat and smearing against each other. Almost slipping because your legs are shake ontop of his hands as he’s drilling into you. He’s grunting out whines, out of air, and teetering over the edge as he’s watching you submit underneath him.

“D-daddy, you’re gonna fill me up?” You’re asking while gasping for air as he’s connecting your sweaty foreheads together, brows furrowed as he’s drilling into you. “Right?”

“Please don’t talk.. fuck, like that baby, Fuuck-” He drags out clenching his teeth. “Holy fuck, I can’t handle it. You’re too fucking good princess.” He’s putting your legs on his hips and when you wrap around his waist locking him in, his hands move a little too fast. One locking around your throat and one easing down to your clit once again, harshly rubbing and laughing down at you in amusement. “No, you’re not gonna do that, fucking whore.” He’s somehow drilling even faster against the broken counter and your sore inner thighs and your vision’s starting to go white. He’s only when he starts to feel you flutter and squeeze around his dick he’s letting go of your throat and fully shoving you to the base of his thick girth sending your body to your orgasm. All of the weed and your orgasm combined making a wave of euphoria that has stars passing your vision for a little bit too long. Your body shaking and sending Kiri over the edge as well, pulling out and letting his warm cum shoot across your chest and hit your face, getting in your hair and what not.

You’re too out of it to complain, both of you settling down while the music outside is somehow back in the tiny bathroom along with heavy breathing from the both of you. Kiri was hunched over while he was re-cooperating but he came back to reality a bit before you could, pulling back up his sweats. The waistband covered in your slick, but easily hideable with his shirt. He’s cleaning you up and softly kissing your neck when you finally come back to your senses. The infamously kept and strong Red Riot completely disheveled, above you as he takes a warm cloth and wipes off the cum from your crop top and your hair. Once he realizes that you’re conscious, he’s smiling, poorly attempting to hide his anxiety as you sit up, legs a bit shaky. He moves you a bit to the other side of the counter so you don’t hurt yourself.

“Are you gonna fix that big guy?” You joke while rubbing your shaky legs and he just lets out an exhausted sigh.

“Maybe I can get away with leaving it here and leaving with you instead.” He says much more cocky than usual stepping over to you and laying his head on your shoulder.

“Oh really?”

“Mhm.”

“Who’d you come here with? Maybe they can-”

“Doesn’t matter, they haven’t been with me, you have. Fuck it, I...” He yawns holding you. “Just wanna get out of here. With you.” He cooed kissing your neck lazily, high most definitely taking over his senses. He’s most definitely gonna have a hard time dealing with the consequences of all of his actions in the morning but for now, your place already seemed so much closer than his anyway.

“Can you take me home? You can stay at mine?”

“Sound’s good sweetie.”

That’s all it took to get out of the sweaty party, just the two of you walking home together in the middle of the night. Anxiety forgotten in the party as you two walked side by side, fingers interlocked as you two enjoyed the silence of the neon lit city night.

[knifes-and-arson]

kirishima: here comes king explosion

y/n: king explosion? that's his name? pfft-

kirishima: he calls himself king explosion murder lord dynamite

kirishima: but we like to shorten it

[lostinwildflowers]

Dragon Island

Eijiro Kirishima x Reader

Summary: Kirishima is nothing but loving toward his dragon. When she disappears with no trace, he panics. When set out on a voyage to find her, he finds something he wasn't quite expecting.

Word Count: 4.7K

Warnings: strangers to lovers, also kind of idiots and enemies to lovers, fluff, very slight angst at the end, and slightly more mature language, a little *tiny* but spicy but still SFW :3

A/N: Wow, wow, wow, it has been a hot second. I have been so insanely busy with work that I am completely exhausted by the time I get home. Please enjoy this Kiri fic. -Birch<3

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Part i. Romantic Flight - Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Part iii. To Befriend a Dragon - Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Nothing is stronger than the bond between a dragon and its trainer. The relationship is strong as the metal forges that build their armor, it's as tough as the gnarled skin of the dragon. It even is as tender as the love between a married couple, soft and kind.

This rings especially true for Kirishima, who loves his Rumblehorn, Honey, with all of his heart. She is a remarkable dragon; obedient, protective, and most importantly, loyal.

You see, Kirishima raised Honey when he found her egg abandoned in the mountains of his home. There was no clutch of other eggs, no mother dragon in sight. There was no indication of a home for the egg, so he took it to his village to raise on his own.

Kirishima spent countless hours incubating the egg, monitoring its temperature and position until it hatched. That is when Honey joined the world.

Honey, once hatched, was identified as a Rumblehorn, a medium-sized tracker dragon. Known to be tough skinned and thick-skulled, Kirishima knew this little dragon was going to be his entire future.

That's why it stung so much when she disappeared into thin air.

The roar of the ocean was loud in Kirishima's ears, the dark, steely blue waters slapping against the keel of the ship. It was a rhythmic crash and pull, one that seemed to tug him deeper and deeper into his mind of worries.

The crew of men was working together on the ship, following the maps and comparing them to familiar landmarks. And the path of the dragons.

The longboat was one Kirishima had been in many times as a young boy, but now he found it dreadful and confined. He felt trapped by its mossy walls and soggy floorboards, wishing at any moment he could step onto dry land.

A cry from the darkened sky above crackles the air, and the sight of fire breaking through the blackness of the night makes Kirishima's throat tighten. Yet a moment later, it's silent again, or at least back to the sound of waves crashing.

After the brief interruption from whatever dragon was in the sky, Kirishima attempts at busying himself, sharpening his blade, sorting through his rations- anything to help him stop fretting over the disappearance of Honey.

At least, he tells himself, At least it wasn't just Honey. That Nadder from the family up on the hill has been missing, and even Mrs. Oonlouck's Grockle flew off.

So, the hours on the ship slowly ticked by. A night full of dangerous waters and old shipwrecks merged into a light blue dawn full of hope and prayers.

And, Dragon Island.

The island was beautiful, to say the least. Soft, white sand edged the beaches, with nothing but clear waters washing the shoreline clean.

The island was mountainous, with a high peak in the far-off distance carving into the sky, while smaller trees and bushes coated the rest of the land. Kirishima could see the small, colorful specks of flowers and wild grasses where the sand faded into the dirt.

And that's where the dragons were.

Many distinct dragon species dotted the skies and the ground as the longboat came ashore; Gronckles, Deadly Nadders, Hideous Zipplebacks, and even the occasional Monstrous Nightmare.

Some of the dragons were fishing in the clear waters, rendering themselves full of fat fish. Others were scavengers, hunting down deer and elk further inland. And those that were full sat basking in the sun, soaking in the heat of the day from the warm rocks they laid on.

Crimson-colored eyes raked the sky, the water, and the land, but there was no sight of the green-toned Rumblehorn anywhere. Kirishima tried to keep his hopes up as the men prepared the ship for docking, but he couldn't help the feeling of his stomach sinking at no sight of Honey.

He tried to push off the nervousness and help his mates settle the ropes and unload the supplies before they set up camp. It was no easy task, skirting around the dragons and trying to find an unoccupied and central location where no one would burst into flames, but after a while, they found the perfect spot to set up.

They had to hike a good distance inland, as many dragons liked to nest on the beach, but they eventually found a quiet field with the cover of some tall pines as protection. As brave as the viking men were, there was always a minor fear of getting blasted by an angry Thunderdrum or Scauldron on the beach.

So the men set up tents and a main fire to cook their dinners and soon set off on their own paths to find the missing dragons.

Every dragon roar that hissed through the air made Kirishima's heart flutter, but there was still no sight or sound of his beloved Rumblehorn.

He recalled that when he found Honey, he was deep in the mountains, so he would set off for the tall peak that signified Dragon Island first thing the following morning.

The next morning, Kirishima gathered the most he could in his pack and started his hike deep into the heart of the island. Alone.

Many of the other men were missing their dragons too, but they figured that based on their dragons' personalities and species, they would be lower in altitude, more likely to be by the beach or lower forests.

So, the redhead picked his way through the underbrush on the outskirts of the camp, his heart pounding in his chest. He traveled as carefully and efficiently as he could while he hiked, the small pack on his back carrying a canister of water and a couple snacks, as the climb wasn't easy.

Up and up he climbed, the ground changing from lush, brown soil to rocky outcroppings, with loose stones underfoot. The stone was smooth under his boots, and Kirishima stumbled a few times and had to slow his pace down so as to not hurt himself.

Why am I doing this? Kirishima thought to himself as he rounded a bend leading to a flat clearing near the top of the peak. There was little grass, but he could see the mouth of a cave up ahead.

He was tired and sweaty, a thin sheen of sweat coating his entire body and dripping down his forehead. The sun was almost setting at this point, and Kirishima knew he wasn't going to make it back to camp tonight.

Instead of dwelling on the fact that he'd miss dinner, Kirishima focused his attention on the cave he saw in the distance up ahead.

Well, this could be it, he wonders as he makes his way over to the inlet. It was dark in the mouth of the cave, the sun's orange and pink rays only lighting up the very edge of the cave, but nothing deeper inside.

He slowly cranes his neck into the darkness, but the cavern was damp and quiet. When he doesn't see anything initially, a crestfallen sigh breaks past his lips as his crimson eyes trail to the ground.

Nothing.

But then, an ear-splitting roar sounds out, and Kirishima whips around just in time to see a flash of green armored skin, and he lunges into the bushes just outside of the cave as the scaled creature dives into the cave.

His heart racing in his chest, Kirishima peaks out of the bushes to try to see what just dove past him, but he couldn't make out a figure. It's silent, so he peaks around the edge of the cave entrance, where he had just been standing, to lock onto the unmistakable golden glow of a dragon's eyes.

Kirishima starts, "What the-", but is interrupted when the dragon turns to face him head-on, and a soft "Wait," falls from his parted mouth.

The redhead squints, trying to dig through his memory, and takes a hesitant step closer to the dragon. He slowly offers his hand, the tips of his fingers shaking ever so slightly, and lets his eyes flutter closed before standing perfectly still.

A beat passes. And then another one. And just as he thinks about opening his eyes to see if the dragon is still there, the smooth skin of a dragon's horn brushes against his hand.

A shaky breath falls from his lips as he feels the warm breath of the dragon puff against his face. Kirishima's crimson eyes gradually slide open, only to be met with the face of the dragon he so desperately missed.

"Honey!" he immediately calls out, lunging excitedly into the chest of the large green Rumblehorn. His muscular arms wrap around the neck of his beloved dragon, and he can feel Honey chitter underneath him in happiness, her eyes soft as she nuzzles at his back.

Kirishima does his best to keep his emotions under control, but he can't stop a stray tear or two from sliding down his cheeks. However, he rapidly pulls back from the hug when he hears a small cry from deeper into the cave.

He glances at Honey in worry and asks, "Did you hear that, girl? Sounds like someone's in trouble."

He untangles his body from around the large dragon, and picks his way around to her tail. Moving cautiously and with his hand on a knife in his belt, he plunges into the darkness of the cave.

It's dark for a minute, and then fresh air hits his cheeks, and it opens up into a wider den. The gentle cast of an orange glow can be seen dancing on the walls of the cave, but his attention is soon drawn away from that.

And it is pulled to the figure of a woman.

The woman was crouched over what he quickly identified as a baby dragon, her hair color warmed by the small fires in the edges of the den.

"Hold still, you little rascal," you mutter as you try to wrestle the baby Rumblehorn. He was attempting to slide out of your grasp and toward Honey, who had appeared from the cave tunnel.

Kirishima stood silently next to his dragon, almost blending in with the wall as he watched, his hand relaxing from his knife as he gazed at you trying to help the baby dragon.

You didn't notice the redhead as you called out to Honey, whose footsteps you heard, "Mama Dragon, you're back! This little one had a crack in his tooth and wouldn't let me look at-"

Your words trail off as you catch sight of the tall man standing next to Honey, and you instinctively reach for your blade strapped to your back, pushing the baby dragon behind you. A war cry falls from your lips as you draw your blade and you dash toward him, sword swinging straight toward Kirishima's head.

He's fast though, and reads the attack from across the room, easily ducking out of the way. Working on instinct, he grabs one of your arms, and folds it behind your back, pulling the blade out of the hand.

Since he was close to the wall when you attacked, he uses it to his advantage, pressing you into the cave wall with his hips and knee.

Pain blooms in your chest as the air left your lungs, your collarbones cracking against the hard stone. You can feel his larger frame and muscular chest push against your back, and you hiss in frustration at his simple move.

Kirishima takes his free hand and reaches up to pull the blade from your hand that was still grasping at your sword. In a swift motion, he throws it a couple of feet away, far enough away that you won't get it, but not too close to the dragons to be a threat.

He keeps you pressed against the wall like this, and you tried to struggle and get free, but it was no use.

"Who are you, and what are you doing with my dragon?"

Kirishima could feel you stiffen under his touch at the harshness of his words, yet he remained quiet in wait of an answer. When you don't say anything, he sighs and repeats, "What are you doing with my dragon? She disappeared into thin air a little while ago, and now here she is."

You shift ever so slightly in grasp, a disgruntled look on your face as your cheek laid flat against the cool, damp wall of the cave. A quiet gasp falls from your lips as you back pops from the pressure he's applying with his hips and knee, and you can feel him loosen his grip ever so slightly.

Kirishima sighs again and reiterates, "Look, I don't want to hurt you or fight. I just want to take Honey home."

"...You call Mama Dragon Honey? Wow, I can't imagine how she puts up with that," is what you spit out. Kirishima blinks in hurt at the harshness to your words, but a look of confusion passes over his features, not that you could tell.

"Ma- Mama Dragon?" he stutters, his grip completely relaxing and letting you free. He takes a step back, giving you space as his hands run over his face.

You groan in relief and shake out your arms before you grumble, "Yeah, Mama Dragon, didn't you know she was pregnant and carrying eggs?"

Kirishima's jaw drops, "HONEY WAS PREGNANT AND SHE LEFT ME?!" You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose in frustration at this stranger and you reply, "Yes. Sometimes it's hard to tell when a Rumblehorn is going to lay eggs because they are already built so wide."

You walk around Kirishima to your fallen sword, reaching down to pick it up from the stone. Kirishima's hand instantly falls to the knife on his belt, but he doesn't move as he watches you pat Honey on the chin before walking back over to the baby you were tending to.

"So... how many babies has Honey had then?" Kirishima asks quietly, walking over to Honey's side and gently rubbing at her face. His crimson gaze watches your every movement, waiting for any sign of hostility, but he didn't see any.

You turn back toward him, the baby you were working on in your arms. There is surprise lacing your features, and you shrug and say, "She laid 4 eggs, so now she has four babies. 3 females, 1 male."

Kirishima just nods, processing the new information. He points to the one you are holding and questions, "Which one is that?" You smile fondly down at the newborn dragon and say, "I call him Boulder, he's the only boy from the clutch, and he already thinks he's the strongest."

The little red-toned Rumblehorn just yawns in your arms, curling up for a nap. You giggle down at him, walking over to the large wood-built nest near one of the fires.

Kirishima watches you set him gently down on the dried grasses, and he suddenly notices the other three dragon newborns curled up, asleep. He gazes in awe, and can't stop his feet as he walks over to stand next to you.

He is completely starstruck by the colors of their scales, and kind expressions on their faces as they cuddle up together. His mouth falls open before he stammers out, "I- I am so sorry for fighting you like that. All this time Honey's been away, and you've been taking care of her?"

You turn to face him, and you have to look up to catch the corner of his red gaze, but you nod in response. "Yes, I have been watching over Honey. This den isn't usually occupied because it's so far from the water, but I knew a special dragon must have chosen this den for a reason."

Your (colored) gaze flicks over to Honey, and with a gentle smile, you continue, "She is the first Rumblehorn I've seen in a few years. You are very lucky to have such a strong dragon at your side, Sir...?"

Kirishima just looks down at you, his eyes glazed over. In the time of your fight, and his whole world being flipped upside down at the factor his dragon left him to become a mother, he didn't realize how beautiful you were.

Your (colored) hair was pulled back into a couple of intricate braids that cascaded down behind your neck, a few stray pieces lingering to frame your face. There was a firmness to your eye that let him know your guard was still up, but he could see the kindness written on your features.

"Hello?" you repeat, "What can I call you?" Kirishima shakes his head back and forth for a moment, a warmth blooming on his cheeks as he chuckles and offers you his arm as he replies, "Sorry, this is all a lot to take in. Please, call me Kirishima."

You nod and reply, "Nice to meet you, Kirishima. Honey is an excellent mother and a very gentle dragon. I can't imagine how much training it has taken for her to be as good as she is."

The tall man shifts on his feet and glances over at Honey, who had made her way over to the other side of the nest and laid down. She had closed her eyes to rest as well, it seemed.

"To be honest, I really didn't do that much to train her," Kirishima started, "From the moment she hatched out when I was a boy, she always was the sweetest dragon. It's sort of how she got her name."

You just giggle at that, and Kirishima immediately finds your (colored) eyes, genuine happiness coating your features. Your giggling persists for a moment before you wave at him, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I swear. That's just a funny origin, that's all."

Kirishima just tuts and gestures toward you, "Well then, miss, what name can I call you? Especially if you think Honey's name is so ridiculous."

You get slightly shy at that moment, glancing down at your boots as if they were the most interesting thing at that moment. You shrug and mumble, "I'm just the caretaker for the dragons on this island, that is all."

Kirishima steps closer to you and insists, "Well, you must go by something," he feels butterflies bloom in his belly but he gushes, "You have a gorgeous face, I can only assume your name is equally as stunning."

You freeze at his words, and you swallow thickly as heat spreads from your cheeks to your ears, and down your neck. Kirishima seems to understand the weight of his words, and he shuffles back in embarrassment and stutters, "I- I, I only mean-"

"Y/n," you cut him off with a smile, glancing up at his obviously flustered appearance, "You can call me Y/n L/n of Dragon Island."

He dips his head in acknowledgment and replies, "Seems as though I was right... Miss Y/n." He tests your name out like it's delicate, and yet he revels in the way your name rolls off of his tongue.

It's silent for a moment before you point to the back of the cave, even further into the den, "Would you like to sit with me? I can explain more of what I do and know."

Kirishima opens his hand and points to the narrow opening and replies, "Lead the way, milady."

You and Kirishima talk through the night, conversations of Dragon Island, breeding season, and travels filling the late-night air. You told him of your place on the island; helping dragons that were sick or injured, tending to their young, and the general welfare of the sacred breeding place.

Kirishima, in turn, told you of his travels across the seas, all of the dragons he's encountered, and the people of his home. The conversation flowed so easily that it was hard to remember that the two of you had only met a few hours prior.

It had been silent between the two of you for a while, comfortable and peaceful.

"You should come to my homeland sometime," Kirishima murmurs quietly, his eyes gazing deep into the embers burning in front of the two of you.

You are quiet for a moment, and then you shake your head, "I couldn't. There is so much for me to do here year-round, and there are always dragons that need my help. I cannot leave."

Kirishima nods but doesn't say anything, but sits there and crosses his arms across his chest. Your (colored) gaze snaps over to him, gauging the contemplating look on his face.

He can feel the heat of your gaze on him, and a soft smirk rests on his lips as he then states, "Then I'll just have to come visit you then, right? So we can catch up and talk about Boulder, Honey, and the other babies?"

You mirror his smile and reply, "That would be lovely, Kirishima." He sighs and pokes at the fire with his boot before he asks, "Do you ever get lonely here? I mean you have the dragons, but I bet you hardly ever see anyone."

You feel the weight of his question more than he realizes. Yes, it does get lonely. Yes, I do crave connection and human attention. But my lifestyle cannot afford that.

All you can do is nod and whisper, "I do get lonely, Kirishima. More than you could ever know." The redhead's gaze is on you this time, your own eyes latched onto the dying flames of the fire.

He shifts from his wooden seat to stand next to your own, offering you his hand. You look up at him, vulnerable in a way you never would imagine with a stranger, yet he made you feel so comfortable.

"I get lonely too, Y/n. You don't deserve to be alone all the time. Please consider joining my village, or even coming to visit. The invitation will always be open for you," he whispers back.

He leans down slowly, placing a soft peck to the top of your head before retreating back into the main den where Honey and the babies were sleeping.

"W-wait!" you call out after him, your cheeks burning and your mind racing. He stops in the doorway and looks over his shoulder back at you, waiting.

"D- do you really mean that?" you manage to choke out. He gives you another gentle smile and states, "Never been more sure in my life." And he walks down the hall as the dawn light starts to flood into the den.

The trek back down to the ship seemed to come quicker than the hike up the mountain. Maybe it was because of Kirishima riding down on Honey's back, or the way he had to chase Boulder and the dragon babies as they rolled down the grassy hills.

You bid him farewell at the mouth of the den, promising that you would see each other again. Neither of you discussed the kiss on your forehead, but there was tension in the air as his figure disappeared in the direction of the ocean.

You could feel your heart splintering at the thought of him leaving. You knew you didn't truly know him, but you could tell your body felt like it knew him, that your souls were somehow akin.

You didn't know what to do, so you let him walk away.

But then you heard a soft cry from the back of the cave, toward the edge of the nest you had helped Honey build. And there, sitting in the depths of the nest, was a tiny, and freshly hatched Rumblehorn baby.

You dug through the straw the find the remnants of the shell, and you gasp in disbelief that you somehow missed an egg that Honey laid.

Crap, crap, crap, you thought to yourself as you looked at the newborn in front of you. This little fellow really needs his mother, but I bet Kirishima and his mates have probably loaded up and left at this point. What do I do?

Another glance down at the newborn told you everything you needed to know. You needed to get to the water before their ship sailed off.

So you wrapped the baby in a spare shirt that you had, tucked him under your arm, and ran as fast as you could in the direction you knew Kirishima set off in.

Your lungs burned for air as you ran, your feet sliding on loose shale, your calves aching as you pushed your body to its limit. You could feel your arms growing weaker from the weight of the newborn, but you pushed yourself on, determined to find Kirishima before he left.

You ducked under low-hanging limbs and jumped over dense brush, swerving and dodging everything in your path. C'mon Kirishima, you think, Please wait. I know you don't want to leave yet, so please wait!

It seems like hours as you rush down the mountain, time somehow flying by and slowing down at the same time. You swore your heart was about to explode in your chest, but you were so close to the shoreline, you couldn't give up now.

But by the time you get to the white, sandy beaches, you can see the viking's longboat sailing into the horizon, and you can't stop the sob that rips itself from your throat. Your body crumples to the ground in sheer exhaustion, and you bring the small dragon into your arms to hug closely.

"I- I'm so sorry, little one," you hiccup out, tears streaming down your face as you pulled back to look at the little green Rumblehorn baby, "I couldn't get you back to your family in time."

It just peers up at you, curiosity and innocence emanating from it's sweet face. This only makes you cry harder, and you clutch the little dragon back to your chest.

You sit there in the sand for a few moments, blinking through the tears and emotion as you watch the ship float off into the distance.

That is, until you feel warm pressure on your shoulders, and when you look up, a tall figure is blocking out the morning rays of the sun.

"You're missing me already? I don't think gorgeous women like you should cry, Y/n," comes the voice.

A loud sob pulls past your lips, and you scramble up to crush Kirishima in a hug with one arm. You cradle the baby in the other, careful to not hurt him.

The tall redhead just chuckles and steps back at the force of your hug, but wraps his arms around you closely, holding you tight, "I've gotcha... I've gotcha," he whispers as you settle down.

You pull back a minute later, wiping the tears from your eyes, you punch him in the shoulder and yell, "You forgot something, dammit!"

Kirishima yelps in pain and shies away from you as you hold out the small baby Rumblehorn, and awe takes over his face as he cups the delicate dragon in his large hands.

"I didn't know there was another one," he mumbles as he glances back up at you, "Thank you." You roll your eyes and mutter, "That wasn't the thing you forgot, dummy."

In one swift movement, you grab the front of his shirt, pulling him down to meet your lips. Your mouth collides with his own a second later, and he can't help but let out a groan at the taste of tears on his tongue.

The kiss is short but sweet, and it's enough to send both of your minds into overdrive. You both pull back at the same time, staring blankly in shock at each other.

The moment is interrupted when Honey chuffs, nudging Kirishima to give her the last baby. He quickly sets the green-scaled baby on the ground before turning back to you.

"Now, where were we?"

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Crossing Lines - Part 2/3 [Bakugou x Fem!Reader]

part one is here | part three is here

Genre: Angst | 18+ | College AU | Ongoing |

A/N: The next part will most likely be the last part, as I don’t want to draw this out to the point where it’s annoying (⁍̴̆◡⁍̴̆ )⊃♡- Anako

Word Count: 2.5k+

Warnings: bakugous an asshole/very minor violence/explicit language / mentions of sex

Summary: falling for Katsuki and keeping it a secret was easy, but still being secretly in love with him after developing a friends with benefits relationship is hard.

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“Wait how long has this been going on ?” Mina questioned shoving bits of bagel into her mouth.

“ A month....... maybe five.” You shrug standing up to throw your plate away. You had invited Mina over for breakfast to talk about what had happened last night between you and Bakugou.

“So you’ve been hooking up with Bakugou for that long? I didn’t even notice, well no one noticed, not me, not Kami, not Kiri. Speaking of Kami and Kiri, where are they? I thought you invited them?”

“I did. They can’t just walk down a flight of stairs to get here, not everyone lives off campus.” You giggle at her unawareness and sit back down at the kitchen table. Mina nods.

“So what did you say her name was.” Mina questions, It takes you a minute to recall.

“Hayami?” You say slightly uncertain.

“Hayami? Yeah that definitely doesn’t ring a bell.” A few minutes late you and Mina are startled by the slam of your door.

“Hey, Hey, Hey.” Kirishima announces happily strolling over to the kitchen table and taking a seat, Kaminari following behind him.

“Ejiro how the hell did you just get in here?” Kirishima laughs and holds up a key.

“Bakubro said he stopped by and he accidentally grabbed this when he left.” He said tossing you the key. “So how are my favorite beauticools doing today?”

“Not good we need help with something.” Mina says taking her phone from her pocket.

“If it’s anything about classes we can’t help.” Kaminari says taking Minas bagel and finishing it.

“It has nothing to do with classes, as if we’d ask you two himbos for help.” Mina rolls her eyes. “Do you guys know a girl named, Hayami?”

Kirishima furrows his brow. “Hayami? I don’t think I ever even heard of the name.”

You turn to Kaminari who also has his phone out.

“What about you, Nari?”

“One moment.” He walks over to Kirishima and hands him his phone, leaving you and Mina to stare at eachother.

“Ohhhhhh Hayami! I do remember her! We met her the night me, Kami, and Bakugou crashed the arcade.” Kirishima facepalms. “She gave us her number but I don’t think any of us ever reached out.”

Mina scoffs. “Someone did.”

Kaminari and Kirishima looks at you both confused.

“Come again?” Kaminari says setting his phone on the table.

“Yeah? Is there something we’re not in on? Why are you worried about her out of all people?” Kirishima questions leaning forward in his chair.

Mina then explains to them your situation. Kaminari and Kirishima look at eachother in shock.

“Y/N! That’s like rule number one of friends with benefits! You don’t question outside affairs!” Kaminari groans.

“I know! But I love him Kaminari and I need to know if there’s someone else. I still have hope. Hope that he might like me. ” You say pain evident in your voice.

“Well if it’s any help I think I have her Instagram.” He says taking pity on you and opening Instagram. After finding it he quickly flips his phone face down.

“On second thought maybe that’s not a good idea.” He laughs nervously causing everyone at the table to look at him confused.

“Kaminari let me see your phone.” Kirishima says, standing up from the table. Kaminari quickly grabs his phone.

“I don’t think that a good idea, really.” He says slowly backing away as Kirishima grew closer.

Kirishima lunges at him and in an instant Kaminari is pinned to the ground.

“Y/N, catch.” He chunks the phone to you. Your hands easily grasping it from the air. Mina comes over, peeking over your shoulder and immediately she sighs, yeah this was a bad idea.

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“Maybe it’s not what it looks like?” She says, blatantly ignoring the facts. Your eyes begin to burn.

Kirishima releases Kaminari from his hold and they walk over to you.

“He doesn’t even go to the cafe with us. He says it makes him look stupid to be in such a soft setting. But there he is with a girl. I mean she looks like his type. Cute button nose, black hair, brown eyes.” You clench your jaw, forcing back tears.

“Y/N don’t be like that! Your Bakugou’s type or else he-.” You cut Kaminari off mid sentence.

“If I was his type he wouldn’t be with her.” Tears streak down your cheeks and leave wet stains on the table. After a minute you get up from the table and grab a napkin to wipe your eyes.

“I’m sorry guys. I’m not his girlfriend I shouldn’t be upset.” Your friend come to your aid and crowd around you, engulfing you in a big hug.

“Don’t apologize for the way you feel babe.” Mina says.

“Yeah Y/N you have feelings. That’s only human.” Kirishima’s hold on you tightens a bit.

“And we’re always here.” Kaminari adds. After a few minutes of letting you bask in your sadness, they release you form their hold.

“Sorry for the hold up guys, but we need to get to class.” You chuckle and wipe the remaining tears from under your eyes.

“Yeah Mrs.Chu is always on me and Mina’s case about attendance.” Kaminari rolls his eyes at the thought of that lady.

“Soooo am I drivi-.”

“NO!” You all cut off Mina before she can finish. Today had all ready started off bad, and endangering your life with Mina reckless driving was the last thing you needed.

“I’ll drive.” Kirishima says grabbing his keys and opening the door. “Now come children, before we’re late.”

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The day couldn’t possible go by more slowly. You couldn’t remain focused due to your situation, the situation that you started I must stress. You know it shouldn’t be pestering you, but you just couldn’t handle losing Katsuki to some random girl.

From the beginning you found yourself drawn to Katsuki. Yeah that might sound cliche, but it was the truth. The ash blonde hair that was slightly unkempt, the red eyes that could cut deep even if you were just glancing, and a smirk that held so many inaudible warnings. He was unruly, but at the same time beautiful.His personality was arrogant and short tempered, but that just made him all the more alluring.

The unapproachable heart throb is what he was. Pretty in the face, but dementing and vulgar in many different ways. Ways that should've been a warning, but weren't.  

When you first started hanging around Katsuki it was mostly kirishima's doing. He felt that all his friends should at least be formally aquantainted with one another, so some days you would have study sessions at your apartmet other days you would all would crash at the dorms. And every moment you were around Katsuki the more you were drawn to him.

One day Kirishima had left you two alone at the dorms to go re-up on snacks with Mina and Kaminari. Now this was most likely the only time you would be alone with Katsuki, so you took it upon yourself to ask him a couple of ‘questions’.

“Katsuki?”

“What?” he answers his eyes never leaving his phone.

The top half of his body hangs off the edge of his bed, his shirt barely covering his stomach.You go over and sit on the floor in front of him. Slowly, you reach up and run your hands through his coarse head of hair.

“The hell are you doing?” He questions, but doesn’t stop you from playing in his head.

“Can I ask you something.” The tone of your voice was soft but serious.

Bakugou then rolls over onto his stomach and throws his phone into the abyss of sheets beside him. He stares at you and the nervous you should’ve felt earlier makes it’s way into your body.

“You gonna speak or what?” He says annoyance leaking from his voice. You roll your eyes.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Nope.” He responded rolling back over and grabbing his phone.

“Like you’ve never had one? No boyfriends, no girlfriends, no significant others?”

“I answered the damn question, no boyfriends, no girlfriends, nothing, relationships aren’t my kinda thing. The hell are you asking me this for anyway? ” He rolls back over, his eyes cutting deep into your thoughts.

“W-What about hookups?” Bakugou’s face goes blank for a minute before that cocky smirk makes its way to his face.

“Tcht is this what you were going on about? If you wanted some dick you couldve just said that.” His smirk grows as he watches you panic.

“We can hookup if that’s what you wanted to ask. But I have lines that shouldn’t be crossed.” He says rolling back over and chucking you his phone.

“Put your number in.” That cocky son of a bitch, not even letting you answer or explain yourself. I mean it’s not like you would’ve said no anyway. You hand him his phone back.

“Y/N wants to be fuck buddies with me? I didn’t peg you as the type.” He grins, his eyes burning right through you.

“Well you said you aren’t looking for a relationship, so I don’t see the harm in it.” You shrug. Bakugou nods in agreement, but raises a brow.

“I know I said I’m down but we can’t do any lovey dovey shit. This has to be strictly no feelings attached.”

Now, after he finished that statement a bell should’ve went off in your head. From that point you should’ve know that liking Katsuki wasn’t a good idea and hooking up with him would only lead to you hurting yourself, but clearly you were blinded. Blinded by the thought of him and blinded by the want of him because if you would’ve noticed you wouldn’t of still been sitting at your desk half dazed ten minutes after class had let out reminiscing about how you got yourself into this mess.

“Y/N, aren’t you going to leave, clearly your not staying behind for extra help, as you didn’t even write down the notes that were on the board.” You look down at your notebook, yeah it’s blank.

“I’m so sorry Mrs, I’ve had a lot on my Min-.”

“I don’t need your excuses, just get going so I can lock up.” You nod and grab your things. Upon picking up your phone you notice a message from Kirishima.

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Message

Kirishima :)

Ummmm please don’t bite my head off for this but something came up and I had to leave early, Mina and Kaminari have dance practice and I didn’t want you to be stranded.............. So Bakugou is going to take you home, be at the front of the school. Ok? Ok. Love you ttyl 😘

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Your mouth hung ajar at the message. Why? Kirishima why? Why would he set you up for failure like that? You sigh as you walk out of the school doors.

It took a few minutes before Bakugou arrived and when he did your day only worsened. As you drew closer tot he car it was clear that someone else was in he front seat. A black haired, brown eyed someone. With gritted teeth you open the back door of the car and chunk your stuff in not saying a thing.

“Hello!” The girl exclaims as she turns around in her seat, sounding way to preppy and happy about this situation.

“You are?” You say not the least optimistic, Bakugou glaring at you from the rear view mirror.

“I’m Hayami.” She smiles and holds out your hand for you to shake. You turn and look out the backseat window.

“What are you his girlfriend?” Your jaw clenches as her face goes red. You stop her before she can answer that question.

“Katsuki can you drive? I have somewhere I need to be.” Hayami turns around in her seat as Bakugou mashes the gas.

The drive is silent until Bakugou starts taking a bunch of unfamiliar turns.

“What are you doing my house isn’t this way?” You say sitting up in your seat.

“I’m dropping Hayami off first.” He says pulling into an unfamiliar driveway.

“Thank you Katsuki. We should do this the same time next week.” She smiles and he nods in approval. She then steps out of the car and shuts the door. He sits there for a minute.

“Are you going to get in the front seat or stay back there like a dumbass.” You roll your eyes.

“Fuck you.”

Bakugou quickly puts the car in reverse and once again begins taking a bunch of unknown turns.

“Where the hell are you taking me?” He doesn’t say anything, but a few minutes later you find yourself in a vacant parking lot. He then gets out and climbs into the backseat.

“What the fuck is your problem?” He says shutting the door.

“I’m not the one with the damn problem.” You cross your arms and look away from him.

Annoyed with the way you were acting his hand grabs a hold of your cheeks, pressing your mouth inward as his lips ghost over your ear.

“Your a fucking brat.” You pry his hands from your face.

“I’m not a brat your a fucking asshole. Breaking your own damn rules. Did you tell your little girlfriend how the night before you took her on a date you were just at my house fucking me? Or did you tell her how many times you ate my pussy in that front passenger seat? I bet she doesn’t know anything about that now does she?” Your voice bitter and slightly heavy.

“I’m not fucking her, unlike you she has the potential to be more than a fuck toy.” Yeah he shouldn’t of said that. Upon finishing his sentence the palm of your hand quickly made impact with the side of his face, causing a sound that couldve been heard if anyone was near by.

“Take me home.” Your choke as your eyes began to burn. But he doesn’t move he stares at you still in shock from the hit. This time you push him to make him gain contact with reality again.

“I said take me home!” You shout tears now fully rolling down your face. He doesn’t say anything, but you can tell he’s angry.

“Your fucking crazy Y/N. This, whatever the fuck we have going on is over. I don’t need your bullshit ruining what I have going on.” He says getting out of the backseat and back into the front.

The rest of the ride was silent. Bakugou was speeding clearly not wanting to be around you after slapping him senseless. Although you wanted to, you didn’t cry, you’d rather wait to release your tears when you got to the comfort of your home.

He slammed on the breaks as he pulled into tge front of your apartment complex. No words were exchanged. You simply grabbed your things and shut the door behind you. He didn’t apologize, hell he didn’t even look back to make sure you got into your apartment, he just drove off.

When you finally made it to the comfort of your room. A weird sense of pain hit you. It wasn’t the same kind of pain you felt yesterday, it was a unfamiliar pain. A pain so severe it caused your heart to physically hurt from your emotions that were running rampant.

A toy. That’s all you were to him and all you were ever going to be. Frustrated and a sobbing mess you take a piece of paper and a pen and begin to writing.

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People always say it’s better to have loved and to have lost, than to never of loved at all, but what if you’ve lost everything including yourself? What if you loved someone so much that you were willing to give them everything including your body, in exchange for nothing but a few minutes of being close them? Am I pathetic for wanting him to love me? Am I even more pathetic for having ignored the signs? The signs that he was no good for me. Bakugou Katsuki. The epitome of my pain, the epitome of my hurt, but the one I love most. It’s better to have loved and to have lost, than to never of loved at all, but I’ve lost all worth, all self love, and all reason to even try. ─────•~❉᯽❉~•─────

You fold the tear stained paper and slide it into your desk drawer. You then grab your phone and make a much needed call.

“Yes?”

“Is this Izuku?”

[bakubitch-minusultra]

Talking About Your Problems With: Kirishima Eijirou

heyo this is a new series i decided to write for me and people who can relate with the stuff I'm going through. This series will contain a broad selection of things such as mental disorders, eating disorders, and addictions. I hate feeling alone with all of this and I'm sure other people are too and I would like to make this lil series to help comfort the people who are going through a lot of stress right now. :)) <3

Problem: Over stressing

it had been weeks of just pure stress for you

your mind was crumbling and it felt like everything you built up is coming down

you weren't taking care of yourself, the thought never crossed your mind

your thoughts were clouded with stress

stress stress stress

kirishima noticed what was on when he went over to your place

it was a mess, papers everywhere, trash all over the place

almost everything in your fridge remained untouched and you looked sickly

he grew increasingly alarmed after seeing you take pain meds throughout the day for your throbbing headache

you didn't sleep and you didn't want help

you denied everything

no of course I'm not stressed! I'm perfectly healthy and fine! I don't need help!

Kirishima saw through it though

he kept his distance at first, not wanting to bother you or cause any more stress

but when you finally passed out because of it all that's when he knew he needed to do something

he sat you down on his couch, hoping it would help to get you away from your stressful environment

he encouraged you to talk about what was going on

he just wanted you to be happy and healthy

eventually you caved and confided in him

you told him about everything that was stressing you out and he went out of his way to create the most stress free environment he possibly could

---

yoink

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

A First Time for Everything (18+ Short Fic)

Pairing: Poly Pro!KirishimaBakugouMina x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: You and your girlfriend Mina have been dating for three amazing years. You couldn’t ask for a better partner–someone who is supportive, loving, and willing to explore new things with you…including in the bedroom. So, after a UA High 5-year reunion when you run into THE Katsuki Bakugou and Eijrou Kirishima, two of the top pros in the game and your old crushes, you don’t expect those past butterflies to come rushing back. And when you find out Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou feel the same, you decide to embark on the journey of experiencing your first-ever foursome and possible polyamorous romance.

Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS GO AWAY), Unprotected PIV Sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Adult!KiriBakuMina (both are in their late 20s), Alcohol Consumption, Consensual, FOURSOOOME, Poly Romance, Daddy Kink, Deepthroating/Facefucking, Cunnilingus, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Clit Stimulation, Choking, Multiple Positions, Praise Kink, Light Degradation, Couch Sex, Creampies, Facials, Aftercare 

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

CHAPTERS: ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR.

AO3 Link HERE!

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CHAPTER THREE

The night is late, your belly is full of spaghetti, salad, and wine, and the credits finally roll on the second movie of the night. 

You and Mina have been nearly three hours at Kiri and Bakugou’s house, eating, drinking, and watching scary movies while you laughed at Mina’s scares and Kiri’s commentary. You feel comfortable and relaxed now, slightly because of the wine but also because of the company you have with you.

With Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou, you feel like you can be yourself, completely unguarded and unashamed. You feel…at home. 

The living room is dimly lit–dark enough for the movie but light enough to still see where you’re going and who is where. The storm is still trumping on outside, the sound of the rain pitter-pattering against the windows, but it’s all relaxing to you. You couldn’t have asked for a better way to spend such a rainy, ugly night. 

You sigh, standing up and feeling like you’ve gained about fifty pounds after finishing Katsuki’s dinner cuisine. Your plate, which sits on the ottoman next to your third glass of wine and the Italian white bottle Bakugou brought out an hour ago, is completely empty.

“And that was Annabelle,” you sigh, pausing the movie with the remote. “Anybody up for The Conjuring 2?” 

Bakugou, sitting in an armchair with his feet up next to Kiri on the sofa adjacent to it, snickers. “Not with the way this one is shivering.” He cackles at Mina sitting on the couch you once occupied, clutching a pillow for dear life. “It wasn’t even scary!” 

“Shut up, Bakugou!” she shouts. “You know I hate creepy dolls!” You snort, patting your girlfriend’s head. 

“Shouldn’t we technically be watching Annabelle 2 next?” Kiri curiously asks, leaning back and legs open wide on the couch, making you think naughtily. Maybe it’s the three glasses of wine catching up with you. 

You shrug, up for it. It’s only 10:35 PM. “If you wanna watch it in chronological order, sure, but that means we’d have to watch Annabelle: Creation and The Nun since they technically come first.” 

“Jesus Christ, just pick one up!” Bakugou growls, irked. “By the time we watch another movie, I’ll be growin’ fuckin’ gray hairs.” He gets up from his seat and begins collecting the empty plates. 

“Dinner was delicious, Katsuki,” you compliment him. “That has to be the best-baked ziti I’ve ever had. You can really cook!” You think you’re just imagining it, but his cheeks turn rogue at your comment. He plays it off with a cocky grin. “Shit, I know,” he laughs. “Shitty hair can’t get enough of my cooking. Plus, he can’t cook for shit.” 

Kiri sheepishly smiles at you, sipping on his own wine. “It’s true. If I had at the oven, I’d blow it up.” He stands, rubbing his hands in anticipation. “Anyone up for dessert?” 

“It can wait,” you giggle, sitting back down next to Mina. “All of that food needs to digest first.” You drink the rest of your droplets of wine and go to pour more, finding the bottle empty. “Hey, who drank all the wine?” you gasp. 

Bakugou glances at you from the kitchen island, piling the dishes up there. “Whatta ya gonna do about it?” he growls at you, a jeering smile quirking on his lips. “Fight me?” 

Maybe it’s the wine, but you feel complete and utter self-confidence swim through you. You stand and put a hand on your hip, eyeing the pro down. “If Kiri is okay with his boyfriend having some raccoon eyes, then yes.” 

Bakugou’s eyes widen an inch as Kiri hypes you up. “Oooh, you hear that, Bakugou?” he chuckles, winking at you from across the room. “Looks like our little kitty has got some claws on her.”

Mina giggles, coming up behind you to put her hands on your hips. “Like you won’t believe,” she murmurs against your cheek. “She could be a pro with that attitude on her. Isn’t it so hot?” 

And suddenly, that self-confidence begins to fade once the attention, flirty and sexually charged, is on you. You clear your throat, gripping the remote. “U-Uh,” you stutter nervously. “So The Conjuring 2?” Mina drops her hands from your hips, allowing you some amount of recovery. 

“Sure, what the hell,” Kiri says, already making his way to the kitchen. “And I don’t know about you three, but I’m getting more wine AND that cheesecake in the fridge. And no, Bakugou didn’t bake it. We got it from a shop.” 

You and Mina sit, and as you’re about to play the next movie, Bakugou appears again and plops down next to Mina. “Scoot over, dumbasses,” he grumbles. “That chair was gettin’ uncomfortable.”

Mina wiggles her brows at you and glances at Bakugou, a sultry smile on her face. “If you wanted to get closer to us, K, all you had to do was say so.” 

Her hand moves to his knee, squeezing it. Red coats the pro’s cheeks and she laughs. “Look at that blush! I was right, wasn’t I?”

Bakugou glares at her, moving her hand off his knee only to cover it with his larger one. “Shut up, brat,” he growls, but that smile doesn’t leave Mina’s lips for an instant, peering up at him through her lashes.  

You’re sure the man is about to fuck your girlfriend into the couch until Kiri returns with a new bottle of wine and a plate of plain cheesecake, the top decorated in raspberries and strawberries. “Got the goods,” he says, lowering both on the table.

He spots Bakugou and grins. “Bakugou came over? Shit, lemme join! Scoot over, cutie.” He squeezes in next to you, now sandwiching you between him and Mina. “That’s much better. Was feelin’ kinda lonely over there.” 

“Shh!” Bakugou shushes him harshly. “And don’t talk through this one like you did with Annabelle, shitty hair. You do that and you’re getting it later.”

Kiri raises his pierced brow at his boyfriend. “Oh?” he asks, sounding suggestive. “And what will I be getting, sir?” 

You see Bakugou’s muscles tense at the name and you wonder briefly if he has a kink for that. He never mentioned it. Mina must see it too because she plays along. “And does that later involve us too?” she purrs, leaning her head on Bakugou’s shoulder. You swallow hard, feeling hot as you witness this kinky little fight between the three of them. 

Bakugou glares at Mina and Kiri, but it’s empty and instead charged with something sensual. “If you three stop being fuckin’ brats and watch the movie.” Mina tsks, turning to the TV regardless. “So grouchy.” But she sits back into the couch anyway, her lead leaning against Bakugou’s arm. 

You sit there, as rigid as a board, as the movie makes it from the opening credits to the opening scene. You find yourself not being able to relax–not with the fact that the three people you’re so attracted to are so close.

The scent of Mina’s perfume and lotion smelling sweet like whipped cream mingles with Kiri and Bakugou’s choices of cologne, making you dizzy and unable to focus. You’re so afraid of relaxing in fear of that self-control you’re holding onto by its horns drifting away, leading you to do something you may regret later. 

In the dark, you flush as you notice little things here and there between the three. You’re hyper-aware of Mina leaning into Bakugou as he shifts, allowing her head to lull on his chest, and his one arm that is slung over the back of the couch lightly brushing the back of your neck. You also feel Kiri’s knee brush yours, moving away the first few times until it finally settles against yours, staying there. Both of them are intentionally trying to touch you, feel you, and it’s starting to mess with you. 

You shiver, playing it off by rubbing your arms. Kiri turns away from the flat screen, noticing this. “You cold?” he whispers to you, his ruby eyes staring into yours as he turns away from the movie. You nod and begin to wave it off, but the words leave your lips when you suddenly feel two big, calloused yet warm hands on your forearms. 

Kiri pulls you closer as he begins to gently run his arms up and down your arms, not even realizing he’s causing those goosebumps to pimple your skin with his gentle touch.

“Is this okay?” he softly asks, possibly noticing how tense you are. You try to relax, not wanting to ruin the movie and somehow offend him. You know deep down you’re just being paranoid, but your mind isn’t exactly being logical right now. 

“Y-Yeah,” you manage to stutter out. You give him a small smile. “Your hands feel…really warm.” You inwardly cringe. Damn, that wine works fast!

Kiri chuckles sweetly, the sound like sugar to your ears. “I hope that’s a good thing.” 

He smiles at you, and you have to turn away from it as if it’s the sun, its rays too bright for you. You turn back to the movie, attempting to focus, but Kiri’s scent and touch are making it much more difficult to do anything but focus on him. “You know, look so fuckin’ pretty tonight,” he whispers, his lips suddenly at your ear.  “It’s hard to focus on the movie when I’m too busy lookin’ at you.” 

You don’t know why, but you turn your head to look at him, finding his lips inches away from yours. You could lean in and kiss those pillow-soft lips if you wanted to, maybe swirl your tongue around his and along those pointed teeth you picture nibbling along your collarbone, maybe on your inner thigh while his fingers are deep inside your tight, wet– 

“Oi,” Bakugou growls from the other end of the couch. You whip around to find him glaring while Mina looks giddy at the scene. “What are you two dumbasses doin’ over there?”

Kiri laughs, moving a hand to settle on your waist. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” 

“Sorry!” you suddenly shout, popping up from your seat. Kiri startles like you’re a bomb about to go off. “I’ll be right back. The wine is starting to run through me.” 

You don’t explain any further. You just hurry away from the couch and up the stairs to the bathroom down the hall. Once you’re inside and you shut the door, you’re finally able to breathe confined inside the four walls of the fancy, expensive-looking bathroom. You turn to the sink and run some cold water, splashing it over your heated skin. 

As you do, you look at yourself in the mirror. The woman staring back at you is no short of the picture of anxiety. “What are you doing?” you ask the woman, not expecting an answer. Because you really don’t have one. 

You want desperately to be able to relax and enjoy whatever tonight brings, but those nervous butterflies fluttering around in your stomach and those “what if” thoughts in your head just won’t allow you to. After all, you’ve never participated in a foursome before. What if neither Kiri nor Bakugou likes how you look? What if Mina isn’t with it anymore? What if this ruins everything between all of you? What if– 

You startle at the sound of a knock on the door. “Y/N?” Mina calls. “Can I come in?” You sigh, relieved that it’s just her. “Yeah, come in.” 

Mina opens the door and shuts it behind her. She leans against it, staring at you in worry. “Hey, you okay?” she softly asks. “Kiri is thinking he scared you off. Did he make you uncomfortable?” 

That feeling of embarrassment and guilt chokes you when you think of making Kiri feel bad. That isn’t what you wanted to do at all. “No, it’s just…” You sigh, pressing your hands to your brow. “I’m just nervous, okay?” you blurt, right on the verge of tears. You don’t understand why you’re acting like this or how you can fix it. 

Mina walks over, gently taking your hands from your face. Her eyes hold compassion and adoration. All for you and your anxious ass. “Y/N,” she coos, “I told you before: there doesn’t have to be any sex later if that’s not what you want.” 

“But it is what I want!” you frustratedly exclaim. “I just can’t stop this anxiety.” Now the tears are rising, threatening to spill over your eyesockets and ruin everything. You turn away from your girlfriend, hiding your face again. “Fuck, I’m ruining everything!” 

“No, you’re not!” Mina protests, moving for your hands again. She firmly holds them away from your face, revealing your wet eyes to her. She frowns, squeezing your hands in hers before letting go and moving to take a seat on the toilet top.  “Come here, sit with me.” 

She opens her arms for you, a plea in her gold eyes. Slowly, you go to her and sit down in her lap. Once you’re close to her, she wraps her arms around you and holds you close.

“I know this is new for you,” she gently soothes you, “and it is for me too. While I’ve been intimate with Kiri and Bakugou before, I’ve never shared them with another person…especially one I care for so much.” 

She runs a hand over your cheek, the feel of it comforting you. “It’s normal to be nervous about something new, but trust that safety and comfort are the top priorities for those two idiots. And if you’re not feeling safe or comfortable, tell them! They’ll understand.” 

But that is the furthest from how you feel. You want to tell her that you don’t feel uncomfortable or unsafe. That it is all you! “But I–” 

The sudden sound of a loud knock on the bathroom door startles you both. “Ladies?” Kiri’s voice drifts through the door. “You mind coming back downstairs when you’re done in there? I think we need to talk.” 

You and Mina glance worriedly at each other while your stomach drops, hoping to God you didn’t ruin tonight’s plans.

[allmights-asscheeks]

Kirishima Cuddling Headcanons

Cuddling is the manliest ™

I mean what kind of guy isn’t manly enough to give his partner quality snuggles?

Certainly not Kirishima

You want to cuddle?

He’s there immediately with a blanket and maybe even some snacks

He prefers for you to lay on his chest with your head by his heart

Cause it beats for you

Will be the big spoon or little spoon if that’s your thing

If he can have you in his arms or if he can be in yours then he’s a happy boy

He likes to play with your hair or hands while you cuddle

Will kiss the top of your head or each of your fingertips

He doesn’t mind if you two are watching something or talking while cuddling but

His favorite thing is when you two just sit in silence

He can hear your breathing as you drift off to sleep

And for him nothing is more comforting

If you fall asleep while cuddling, he will not move until you’ve woken up

His favorite way to de-stress is cuddling with you

He’s the type to claim that he sleeps better when you’re by him

For your anniversary/birthday he gets you a blanket that is covered in pictures of the two of you to use specifically for cuddling

This is for you Admin Denki!!

[taka-makki]

it hurt’s | hitoshi shinsou

✎ angst

✎ fem! reader

✎ ft. katsuki bakugou

✎ text/online

✎ 1 | 2

Who would have ever thought I’d fall in love with a boy online. It was a simple, sweet and short relationship.

Crazy of me to believe it was gonna go any further.

The few months I had been talking to him were exhilarating. Unexpected things were said between the two of us. Nothing felt better than being able to make him happy.  

hairforbrains: bakugo ilysm :)

kingexplosions: SHUT THE FUCK UP IDIOT

mymomiselsa: The medical term for a butt crack is “intergluteal cleft”

coldtoesforallmight: hey guys,

coldtoesforallmight: I have a friend I want you to meet. 

spidermanrip-off: midoriya stop using punctuation 

pinkyiscute: sero I sent you those brownies you wanted

purplebroccoli has entered the conversation 

spidermanrip-off: mina I asked for special sugar, not magic brownies ;(

hairforbrains: bakubabe I know u lm2, plz don't break my heart anymore

purplebroccoli: izuku these people are weird. 

floatingpinkcheeks: HI HITOSHI OMG EHJHSRFNLDFSL WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!!!

ilostmysocks: OCHACO LDIKNVSLNK ILY 

ilostmysocks: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LEFT ME ALONE WITH THESE LOSERS 

kingexplosions: THE FUCK DID YOU SAY [NAME]!

ilostmysocks: WHAT THE HELL SUKI

ilostmysocks: YOU DAMNED LOSER HURT MY ASS WHEN BUBBLE HEAD LEFT 

shortcircutboy: I can break your ass instead [Name] ;))) 

coldtoesforallmight: leave [Name] alone kacchan. 

ilostmysocks: what time? I’ll meet you in your dorm room :))

kingexplosions: stfu deku, FUCK U [NICKNAME]

pinkyiscute: denki fuck off, [Name] is mine 

spidermanrip-off: foursome? LJSGEHLHGS IM CACKALING 

mymomiselsa: wheeze 

hairforbrains: ok who the hell taught todoroki to text like that?

coldtoesforallmight: hi hitoshi

coldtoesforallmight: sorry for all the chaos, I assure you they just had too much crack today.

purplebroccoli: its ok izuku

ilostmysocks: ochaco baby where did you run off too :(( paris is calling you 😭

purplebroccoli: hi

purplebroccoli: my name is hitoshi shinsou, its nice to meet you all. 

Hitoshi Shinsou. The damned fucker that brought me a treat I would never forget. 

Maybe if I was never dramatic and left the chat we would’ve never began to text.

purplebroccoli started the conversation. 

purplebroccoli: hey, [name] right?

purplebroccoli: u ok?

ilostmysocks: yh im fine

ilostmysocks: you’re zukis friend right? 

purplebroccoli: uh ig? 

ilostmysocks: anygays

ilostmysocks: do you think you could add me back to the chat? I miss suki :(

purplebroccoli: was he not the one that made you mad? 

ilostmysocks: no, he was

ilostmysocks: I still love him ksdlfhdsnhl

Sooner or later we became close friends, maybe something a little more. or at least what I had thought. 

It was the one late night chat me and shinso had that caught me by suprise.

ilostmysocks: hey toshi?? 

purplebroccoli: yes [nickname]?

ilostmysocks: by any chance,

ilostmysocks: is there some you like? 

purplebroccoli: straight forward aren't we? 

purplebroccoli: but yes, there is someone

I remember at the time, my heart would race quite fast. Fantasizing about the two of us going on dates and cuddling. It wasn't who I thought it would be. 

ilostmysocks: aww 

ilostmysocks: who is it toshi?

ilostmysocks: i pinky swear i won't tell anyone

purplebroccoli: its ochaco. 

My heart stopped. Although, I was happy for some reason. It gave me the chance to get over him. But I lied.

ilostmysocks: it hurts suki

ilostmysocks: it fucking aches

kingexplosions: wanna skype?

In all honesty, katsuki was only ever like this with me. A sweet caring boy that could comfort me through anything. Ok, maybe not full-on sweet but you get what I mean. 

ilostmysocks: thats so sweet hitoshi. 

ilostmysocks: i think ochaco likes you too. 

purplebroccoli: thanks [nickname]

purplebroccoli: what about you? anyone you like? :)

ilostmysocks: yeah i do actually. 

purplebroccoli: :0

purplebroccoli: who is it? they must be really lucky to have someone like you fancy them. 

ilostmysocks: uh its no one hitoshi :) 

purplebroccoli: oh

purplebroccoli: its ok, i wont force you. 

After that, I don't think I contacted him for a while. Of course, I would talk in the group chat, but not directly at him. Our late-night chats would turn into thin air while our friendship disappeared with it. Just one more god damn day would work. But Hitoshi Shinsou had other ideas in mind. 

12:56 AM

purplebroccoli: [nickname]

purplebroccoli: ochaco doesn’t like me back 

purplebroccoli: it hurts

purplebroccoli: it hurts so fricken much

2:45 PM

ilostmysocks: im sorry hitoshi

ilostmysocks: it will hurt no matter how much you ignore it

ilostmysocks: cry it out

It was what Suki had told me to do. My beloved best friend, the only one who could make me smile during my crying sessions. The stupid corny jokes and puns he would throw at me during skype, funny snap chat videos he would send of Sero acting like a crackhead during his class. Nothing better than having a Suki by your side. I thought that would be the last of Hitoshi but I was wrong.

purplebroccoli: [name], are you ignoring me? 

purplebroccoli: its been months since we last talked. :(

ilostmysocks: i thought we were friends Shinso. 

ilostmysocks: when were you planning to tell me?

purplebroccoli: tell you what? and we are friends [nickname].

ilostmysocks: don't call me that. for now on call me [last name]

ilostmysocks: and you know what im fucking talking about. when the fuck did you get a girlfriend?

purplebroccoli: i didn’t want to tell you [name]. 

purplebroccoli: you don't need to know who i date anyways. 

ilostmysocks: as your friend, i have the right to know who you date. 

purplebroccoli: what the fuck 

purplebroccoli: you’re always like this

purplebroccoli: you dont need to know every damn thing about me and my life.

purplebroccoli: maybe this is why no guy will ever date you.

purplebroccoli: because you are so damn annoying and nosy. 

ilostmysocks: I hate you Hitoshi Shinso. 

I don't know if I was thinking but I blocked him. The memory of tears running down my face felt new.

All I had wanted was to lay in bed with Suki and cry. Oh how I missed him. His fluffy ash blonde hair and piercing ruby red eyes. It may not seem like it but Katsuki is a little ball of warmth. His hand were rough from his training but they were always gentle.

One thing I don't regret doing was deleting my trace online. Every social media app I had was deleted, as well as my accounts. 

Twitter

Katsuki Bakugo just tweeted:

Where the fuck did you go [Full Name]?-

This story was fucking shit iodnscno. sorry for bad grammar or anything, I just really had this thing stuck in my head. I know it was very messy but I tried, it was my first time writing. Anyway, if I do end up writing a part two it will be more detailed and better. Sorry once again to everyone that actually read this. 

Have a nice day! :)  [i love you katsuki :((((]

[kirishima-crocs]

hi! could you do a Valentine's scenario where bakugou wants to confess to the reader but chickens out last minute and is like "i-i don't hate you!" and the reader knows what he means and teases him? thank you!!!!💛💛💛💛

✶ pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader

✶ warnings: none

✶ a/n: no problem! happy early valentine’s day hehe

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He was going to tell you, he really was.

Bakugou had orchestrated everything meticulously, to what kind of chocolates he would give you, to the exact praises and compliments he would shower you in before he confessed.

But as soon as Bakugou saw you, his perfectly crafted plan disappeared from his mind. You just looked so beautiful, and Bakugou couldn’t seem to focus on anything but you.

“Hey, Bakugou!” You called out cheerily, breaking away from the chattering group of girls surrounding you. “The fireworks are about to start y’know, we have to get good seats!” Your fingers interlaced with his, tugging him over to a large clearing.

Bakugou didn’t budge, ripping his hand out of your grip.

“Tch, I can find a seat on my own.” He growled, turning away before you could see the faint red tint staining his cheeks.

As he stomped away, Bakugou internally chastised himself for his curt actions. He was trying to tell you that he liked you, not that he couldn’t stand being around you!

Kirishima’s dopey grin broke him out of his daze, teeth glimmering in the low light.

“Bro, it’s time to watch the fireworks! C’mon!” Kirishima said, warm hands clapping him on the back.

Bakugou grumbled in protest, but ended up following him. The clearing was almost entirely filled up, packed to the brim with eager students. Kirishima carefully maneuvered around the crowd, coming to stop when he saw the remainder of their classmates. Kirishima excitedly greeted all of them, but Bakugou was only searching for one face in particular.

Yours.

He caught sight of your familiar figure, and he unceremoniously pushed his way towards you. You jumped when he plopped down next to you, a small gasp escaping your lips.

“Oh! Hello!” You said, a smile returning to your face.

“Hey.”

You opened your mouth to say something, but the loud popping noises from above stopped you in your tracks. You squealed giddily, face now tipped to the sparkling display above you.

Bakugou hardly noticed the fireworks, too focused on your profile to care. The tingly feeling of your elbow brushing his made it that much harder for him to think, and Bakugou knew he was a goner when all he could smell was the honeyed scent of your perfume.

Bakugou was panicking. How could he tell you how he felt without seeming like a bumbling idiot? It all seemed futile now. He watched your tongue run over your bottom lip, and Bakugou instinctively did the same, wondering if you were tasting sugar.

As absorbed as you were in the glimmering flashes of colors that danced across the sky, you weren’t so oblivious that you couldn’t feel Bakugou’s heated stare.

“You’re staring.” You giggled, turning around to find him only inches away from your lips. The blue and red hues brightened his features, and you felt your heart stop.

“I-I don’t hate you, okay?” He mumbled, a serious expression painted on his features.  

“I know, Bakugou. I know.”