#girl who is overstimulated by people walking up the stairs: 'can't wait to go to this big hall filled with hundreds of people

[bisexualastronaut]

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[honeytama]

Give Me More

7 Minutes | Part Two

Tomura Shigaraki X Fem!Reader

A/N: Part Two of his section in this post! I recommend reading it for some context, but the fic can be read on it’s own.

Requested by @lilli-chae​

Summary: Shigaraki leaves you humiliated and alone after your time together in the closet. Only to sneak into your bedroom at a vulnerable moment to ask for more of your time.

Warnings: Smut (18+), mention of humiliation, squirting, overstimulation, light breath play

Word Count: 1.9k

Pulling your pajama sweats up from your thighs, you hope and pray all of the others outside have left to sleep after hearing your boss defiling your body through the door of the closet. Glancing over your shoulder, you spot Tomura zip up the fly of his dark jeans and press down the front of his black v-neck shirt. He looks up from fixing himself and all you can do is whip your head around to look away. He seems unfazed; he seems upset even.

The entire time, he was so smug and hungry to cum into your tight sex, but now his face is blank. He shifts his body while waiting impatiently for you to leave the tiny room.

You take a deep breath before turning the handle of the door and peeking out the slit to the living area. The room is silent, but all of them are still there.

The League watches in awe while you exit the closet with your head down in shame. Your mouth feels dry, but sweat forms quickly around your neck. You feel totally humiliated that they all heard his hips smack against your ass and you cry out his name. You know he won’t say anything to help the situation. Yet, Tomura follows closely behind you.

“Going to bed, clean the living room up when you’re done,” he hisses while walking past you and the rest of your friends.

You watch your boss climb the stairs with his head down.“Me too, I— uh, I’m tired. Have fun, though,” you say in a soft, broken voice and escape to your bedroom upstairs once you see Tomura’s body disappear in full.

Only once you reach the upstairs, away from the others and Tomura locked in his room, are you able to recollect yourself. You lean your body against the wall of the hallway and search your body with your hands. Subconsciously, you try to make yourself aware of any injuries, or absence of necessary body parts. But, you’re all intact.

Your boss, and eldest one-sided friend, is able to hurt people with the touch of a hand, but even after ravaging every inch of you with his fingers, you’re completely fine. Your mind reels thinking if he was intentional in keeping you safe. He could have used you and then destroyed any trace of the encounter happening. But, you’re fine... and horny.

No way did he think you would cum within that amount of time, especially thrusting so shallowly and frantically. However, thinking about the successes of your boss’s sexual history was not on the agenda for tonight. Going back to your room, and climbing into bed with a toy and fantasies about him are on the agenda.

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You lie in bed nude. Your soft, cotton sheets tickle your chest and stomach while laying underneath them. The feeling of the material brushing against your nipples with every movement reminds you of his touch.

His fingers pulled and pinched at your nubs roughly while he humped his weeping cock into your cunt. His entire palm, and a couple of fingers, massaged one of your breasts while he took you from behind.

“Mmm,” you reach a hand under the blanket and get straight to work. You don’t feel tired, but the build-up of heat and arousal between your legs begs for release.

While fucking into you, he pulled both of your wrists behind you with one hand while placing the other around the front of your neck. You remember his words after he groaned your name into your ear, “Your slutty cunt feels so good. Do you think about us like this?” You had nodded while your breath was being taken away. “Good girl.”

Your other hand trails up your chest towards your neck. You try to remember how he had done it in the closet. So practiced. He had no plans to hurt you. Your fingers wrap softly around your throat while you rub your puffy clit eagerly.

“Tomura,” you whimper.

“Keep going,” you hear a raspy voice. The man whose name you’d just called out for so lewdly is just inside the door.

“Oh my god,” you squeak while pulling the sheet up to cover your mouth. Anything to hide your embarrassment. “I thought— I locked the door?” your legs feel like they could start shaking underneath the thin sheet. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to ask you a question,” he stalks closer towards the edge of your bed. “I was going to ask if you liked what I had... done... downstairs, but I think I know your answer now,” he gives with a wide toothy smile.

“You know I like you, Tomura, everyone does. So yeah, I liked what we did,” you say in a soft voice.

He’s right in your face now. Hovering over you, he reaches for the cotton sheet and pulls it carefully down your face. “Enough to try some more, darling?”

You search his ruby eyes for any sign of lie or rouse. Is he trying to embarrass you? Humiliate you again? Pushing the thoughts aside, you go for you want, it’s him.

You nod and bite your lip. “I want you.”

He tugs his shirt over his head and unzips his pants quickly before throwing both articles of clothing into the corner of your room. Your eyes lock into several dark circular shapes in his navy blue underwear. A mixture of precum and your juices from earlier that night stain the front.

Lifting the sheet, he moves under it with you. You watch him in awe as he spreads your legs by his hands hooking under thighs so he can kneel in between them. The sheet hangs around his neck while he settles himself between in your opening. The waistband of his boxer briefs is pulled away from his erect prick and then pulled down to let it spring free. The head of his pulsating cock is pink and already forming another bead of clear precum.

He grunts while giving long, overdrawn strokes to his dick to the sight of you beneath him. His long hair drapes the sides of his face, but you can still see his eager smile from underneath. His gaze focuses on your glistening folds spread just for him. With every low moan that escapes him from jerking himself, you feel your hole clench in arousal.

“You want this, huh? I can’t wait to feel you squeeze around my cock,” he hovers above your chest getting ready to insert himself. “Give me your hand, pretty,” he extends his hand to your own. He’s careful with his fingers as he leads you towards his length. “You can lead me in yourself,” he presses your fingers to wrap around the end of him.

“You’re so hard,” you whine. His cock is hot in your hand; almost scorching. You gulp and let him come closer to you before pulling the tip of his member to your aching hole.

Tomura watches your prod yourself with his thick head; you whimper frustrated with every poke that won’t go in with the urgency you’d like. He lends two helpful fingers to your clit. He takes the small nub between his thumb and index to tweak it. “Mhm, that’s it, just stretch your cunt around me, just like that,” he smiles patronizingly. “You can take it, Y/N. I already know you can.”

“Tomura, please,” you gasp as half of his cock enters you all at once.

“I couldn’t have you keep trying. That was painful to watch.”

The other half of his cock slowly presses on into your cunt. Every inch is slightly wider than the last.

“I bet you were so excited to be picked with me for that idiotic game,” he laughs while rocking his hips deeply; the curve up to his tip grinding against your g-spot. “Do you want to know a secret, sweet girl?”

“Wha—what?” you squeak. Your mouth feels dry.

“I was excited to be picked with you,” he starts to thrust at a rhythmic pace. “To get to use your sweet cunt, as I’ve always wanted. And in front of everyone? They know exactly who you belong to now.”

“Yes, I—‘m yours,” you breathe out with a whine. You reach around to the small in his back and pull him in hoping for him to go faster. You lift your hips and grind onto his cock when his pistons into your hole don’t quicken. “Tomura, I need to cum. Please, fuck me.”

“Alright, alright,” Tomura pushes your legs into your chest before grabbing both sides of your waist roughly to bounce your entire body on his cock.

He groans watching your breasts bounce aggressively as he pumps you on himself. Your sloppy pussy is his cocksleeve. Don’t be surprised if he’s the only person to ever play with your cunt ever again.

“So cute, so cute,” he chants with a smile along with heavy, uneven breaths.

“Boss—Shigaraki—Tomu—I’m so close,” you cry out. Tears well up in the corners of your eyes. His cockhead’s plow into your cervix is unwavering and overall—he’s hitting you right where needed. “Oh, right there, right there. Please make me cum.” Drool dribbles out the side of your mouth as you call out to him for a release.

“C’mon do it, pretty, cum on your boss’s cock,” he encourages.

His command spikes your arousal to follow it. “Ahh,” your breath hitches as you become nervous you might make a mess of him. The inside of your little hole feels like someones turned on a faucet. You almost want to push him off of you to rush to the bathroom, but you can’t help it now, it just feels too good.

“Oh, my God!” you scream out to your imminent release. You heave through your mouth held agape as you feel a trickle of liquid escape the top of your slit out onto Tomura’s pumping cock.

When he feels it, he just pumps into you even faster. A rush of clear liquid splashes onto the top of his dick and it only gets fucked back into you as he thrusts wildly. You watch him with blurred vision as he grins madly at your tears. You can't help but almost sob at the overstimulation of your walls and clit.

You feel empty once he pulls out. Your orgasm continues even with him having left your body. A loud, wet clicking sound comes from him while he pumps himself quickly. You lay there drenched in your own cum and arousal until you hear a deep grunt come from his throat.

He gives one more pump until he presses his cockhead to your pulsating entrance. Ropes of thick, white cum seep into your cunt as your hips are held up. Tomura rubs his head around your tightening hole and flicks your clit with it to spread his spending.

“Ah, sensitive,” you whimper.

“Heh,” he chuckles through deep breaths coming down from his release. Moving his hips, his softening cock falls out from you. You feel two lean fingers spread your folds while he uses his other hand to push his leaking cum back into your weak cunt.

You whine and pull your legs out from under him to escape the extra amount of stimulation. You lay on your side and feel his and your own liquids ooze through your lips to create a sheen on your thigh.

Drifting in and out of a haze, clothes rustle around as Tomura attempts to find his pants. You watch him get dressed as your eyes begin to close from exhaustion. You feel the bed’s large wet spot from your surprise ejaculation gets colder against your side as you drift to sleep. The weight of your legs and chest forbid you to care.

Before completely being taken late at night, you feel a kiss press to the top of your head, and then the door clicks closed a few moments later.

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