#izubabesafterdark

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OMG YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW MUCH I ENJOY READING YOUR WRITING (WILL STAY AS ANON BC THIS IS AN NSFW REQ AND IM SHY :')) and since your requests are open here i am (◠‿・)—☆

scenario: them hooking up one time and her denying she liked it and avoiding him for weeks. then they run to each other in the campus, him dragging her to a vacant room smirking, she says "need something, haitani?" "you know exactly what I need”

and when it gets 🌶️🌶️ please add a scene where she says panting "this is a one time thing" he smirks while licking his fingers "liar."

THANK YOU BEFORE DHSKAK <3

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝: 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝? 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧! (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥

The hot gossip on campus? Ran Haitani never goes after the same girl twice, no matter how much pleasure she brought him. As soon as he's satisfied, it's onto the next gorgeous gal who'll let him into their bed. He's known as a walking sex god; anyone would be blessed to have him stick his dick inside of them at least once. Charismatic and overwhelming handsome and Roppongi’s local celebrity? He was born lucky.

Rumor has it he fucked an entire sorority house, leading to their messy disbandment in which he was the sole reason to blame. He became the university’s resident fuckboy, the top dog who could anyone at his feet when he came calling. Word on campus always spreads like wildfire especially when it comes to the popular crowd and their colorful activities.

“Ran Haitani knows how to work those hips… He made me squirt all over him! He likes it messy.”

“Ran can last way longer than my ex did! I would ride him again, no questions asked.”

“Ran is such an animal in bed! He nearly broke my back, but it was sooo worth it. Rindou's dick game is just as powerful.”

“I heard Ran likes it rough, I would die for a chance to get in his pants, I know for a fact he’s packing!”

Ran Haitani is a menace. You never cared for the delinquent nor hearing the details of his vibrant sex life. You had shared a couple of classes previously, but you hated the way he had blatantly stared at you like he wanted to eat you. He never bothered to speak to you either, clearly too focused on other matters than to introduce himself properly despite the way he constantly ogled you.

If he wanted to waste his college career by fucking every set of pretty legs that caught his attention, let him do so. You promised yourself that you would never cross paths with either of the Haitanis, opting to indulge yourself in your studies in order to graduate on time rather than doting on men who would never want more than to hit it and ghost you afterwards.

Your roommate, Kana, interrupted your thoughts as she showed you an incoming group text on her phone. "Hey Y/N, did you hear the news? Ran and Rindou are having a kickback party at their place this weekend. Practically everyone on campus is going, girl! We should go enjoy ourselves for once instead of wasting our youth."

You rolled your eyes at the alluring suggestion, an overwhelming feeling of disgust arising in your gut. Any explicit mention of the Haitani brothers rattled your bones with pure distaste. "Kana, I could care less about what Ran Haitani does in his free time. The bastard is a walking petri dish of STDs... I do not want to associate with him if it isn't required."

Kana clung to your side, teary and pleading eyes burning a hole into your wavering ones. She could be incredibly convincing with her signature pouty expression and relentless begging. "Come on, girl! It'll be fun, I doubt we would run into them anyways, they have their own inner circle of friends. We're just going to blow off some steam."

"I guess it wouldn't hurt... What could possibly go wrong?"

Call it a momentary lapse in judgement, a lesson from the godforsaken universe, a form of cruel karma that would serve a humiliating reminder of your actions. Alcohol was not a factor in this situation, considering the fact you hated the bitter taste and the way it lingered in your gut like a sick feeling you couldn’t shake off. Kana had disappeared minutes after entering the house, claiming she would come back with a couple of drinks for the both of you.

Yeah, right.

The air in the living room was thick with perspiration, drunk bodies swayed to the beat of the music as People shamelessly made out against the walls, groping each other for the world to marvel at. It was too much, too noisy, not enough room for a single puff of oxygen to pass through your lungs and it was becoming increasingly overwhelming. You pushed through the crowd in an attempt to find Kana or a bit of space, desperation crawling up your spine as the area became more and more condensed, the grip you had on reality was spinning at a ridiculous speed and loosening further and further. You bumped into someone’s chest, knocking their drink onto the floor, as you immediately began sputtering apologies. “I’m so sorry!”

“Woah babe, are you okay?” Ran had struck up a conversation with you, noticing how uncomfortable you seemed in the crowd of drunk partygoers. He offered to help you find a quiet place to relax no matter how many times you tried to brush him off during the encounter. Despite how innocent his intentions may seem; you kept your guard up as a means to keep yourself safe.

You panted, frantically trying to calm the way your heart ravaged your body, threatening to burst out of your chest. “J-Just peachy, Ran. What do you want?”

Ran put the pieces together in a matter of seconds, tilting your chin up to gaze up at him. He was clearly worried, glancing over your features for any sign of injury or distress, which caught you off guard. “You’re not much of a party person, are you?”

“I am!” You scoffed at the statement, becoming more and more self-aware of how the crowd of guests kept growing by the second, practically pushing you against his body. “It’s just too noisy… Kana should be around here.”

“Come with me,” Ran said, tugging on your hand before you could object. His tender grip was soothing as he effortlessly weaved his way through the masses, practically parting the seas with his presence. "You're going to pass out if you stay here."

Reluctantly, you agreed after so many incessant requests, following him upstairs and disappearing into the sanctuary of his room, ignoring the lewd hollers coming from his friends down below. Ran gently ushered you in, closing the door and muffling out the sounds of the mayhem from downstairs. He began picking up the stray clothing littering the floor, kicking away notebooks and readjusting the furniture in his space.

“Sit anywhere you like, sorry about the mess. I try to keep it clean, but Rindou always wrecks my room when he’s—”

You crossed your arms over your chest, sitting on the farthest end of his room, refusing to acknowledge the concerned glance he gave you as you spoke up with a stern tone. “I’m not going to sleep with you if that’s what you’re thinking about. I just came up here to catch my breath, I just need a minute.”

“Chill out, babe. I’m not gonna touch you.” Ran laughed, holding his hands in the air as he seated himself on the carpeted floor. Your scrutinizing gaze lingered over his figure, His orchid irises skimmed over your body, curiously sizing you up before landing on your face, a mischievous grin creeped up his cheeks. “Unless you want me to.”

You clicked your tongue at his comment, narrowing your eyes at him before shaking your head at the thought. Sure, he was attractive but you would rather stick your hand in a blender than become one his new sexual adventures. “In your dreams, Haitani. God knows how high your body count is.”

He placed a hand over his heart, feigning being gravely wounded by your words. A flicker of genuine hurt washed over his eyes, quickly replaced by a mischievous one in its stead. “You’re so mean to me, Y/N. I’m just trying to be nice. Let’s get to know each other better, yeah? I promise I don’t bite, cutie.”

An hour later you discovered that Ran Haitani is actually a fun person to talk to once you get used to his childish antics, he’s easygoing, speaks his mind freely but he will push your buttons with little comments and banter here and there. He refused to leave your side despite the many times you reassured him you were okay, arguing that he would be a rude host for leaving a lady alone.

You found yourself nearing his space, scooting closer and closer to his side as the conversation picked up momentum, Ran was currently sharing stories about Rindou’s most embarrassing moments throughout the semester. Particularly the time his brother accidentally keyed the wrong car on campus. “Oh my god, no fucking way. He did not!”

“Yes, he did!” Ran cackled, holding onto his stomach as he fell back onto the ground. His deep voice was melodic, a fine tune that you wanted to hear more of as the time passed. “Our professor was so pissed, he threatened to report him to the Dean of Student Life for damage of private property unless he helped cover half of the cost.”

“You know, I may not like you but you are nice company to have around.”

“Ouch,” Ran mused, pinching your cheek in return for the brutal remark. “You may be adorable but you’re vicious, Y/N.”

You slapped his hand away, continuing the relentless teasing unaware of the predatory glance Ran kept locked on your figure. “Aw, poor thing. Did I hurt your feelings, Ran? Are you going to punish me?”

Ran pinned you onto the ground, his towering figure hovering over your powerless one. He had trapped you so easily, it would be pointless to resist or fight back. His lips tugged up into a smug little grin at the way you squirmed underneath him. “You shouldn’t play with fire, sweetheart.”

"I'm not afraid to get burned, Ran."

It was supposed to be a teasing little peck, a tiny shred of revenge for the stunt he had just pulled moments ago. However, Ran Haitani’s soft lips are a sickly sweet drug, one that you craved the taste as soon as he pressed them against yours. He pulled you onto his lap, cock growing hard at the way you rutted your hips over his thigh. He pulled away, catching his breath before lightly squeezing on your waist. “How far do you wanna go, babe?”

You gripped his hand, bringing it under your skirt to rub at your clothed slit, panties dripping with your arousal. Ran groaned at the heat radiating on his fingertips, ready to blow his load into his pants right then and there. You licked a wet stripe on the shell of his ear, hot breath tickling the sensitive skin. "Does this answer your question?"

You found yourself in the stranger's bedroom, practically having the daylights fucked out of your body. Wet kisses and high pitched moans were drowned out by the blaring music coming from the raging party downstairs. Here you are, sleeping with the one person you swore to stay away from, what a fucking hypocrite. "Take it, baby! O-Oh fuck, this pussy is so tight for me, yeah?”

Ran Haitani was definitely not splitting you open with his cock, mumbling endless praises into your delicate skin, rubbing your sensitive clit just right when you were on the edge of an earth-shaking orgasm. He was different from all of your previous hookups, the ones who simply focused getting their dicks wet and left you unsatisfied in return. Ran had made your pleasure his priority, he treated your body like fine art, appreciating every curve, every sweet cry of his name, every delicious moan that escaped your mouth. "Make me cum, Ran. M'close, please, please... ah!"

Ran had gently cleaned you up afterwards, helped you put your undergarments back on, placed sweet kisses on your blushing cheeks and softly cradled you in his arms. Exhaustion made it impossible for you to fully process what just happened, choosing to lull you into sleepy trance. You had nearly believed what had happened was a twisted dream until you woke up with both of your limbs entangled with one another.

Ran’s sleepy breaths tickled the nape of your neck as you carefully slid out of the bed, piecing together the memories from last night. “No, no, no. This cannot be happening… not with him.”

The dim light of your cellphone illuminated the corner of Ran’s bedroom. You silently raced over and retrieved the device, skimming over the notifications that appeared on the screen as the dread from last night began to sink in. You slept with Ran. You fucked Ran. You hooked up with Ran. You were in Ran's bedroom.

15 missed calls from Kana.

50 text messages from Kana.

10 missed FaceTime calls from Kana.

The soft pads of your feet echoed the room as you gathered your belongings, being careful to not wake the sleeping figure that once laid next to you. Last night was never supposed to happen, especially with someone like him, the horny bastard who slept with anything that breathed. You contemplated what excuse to give Kana for not answering last night, knowing she would demand details regarding your whereabouts.

"Leaving so soon, gorgeous?" Ran's sleepy yawn cut through your thoughts, a lazy grin occupying his face. His raging bedhead was a beautiful sight to see, his dual-colored strands framed his face perfectly, free of the iconic braids he normally sported. A pair of grey sweatpants hung dangerously low on his hips, the dark ink on his chest was on full display contrasting against his porcelain skin. “We should spend some more time together. I had fun last night.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Haitani.” you muttered. It was too early in the morning to handle his merciless teasing as the embarrassment began to pool in your gut. The lack of light in the room made it nearly impossible to find your shirt, you settled on a nearby sweatshirt that could cover your exposed chest. There was no way you would admit to someone as prideful as Ran that he was the best man you had ever laid with. “You could barely make me cum. I had to do all the work.”

“Oh?” Ran's curiosity spiked at the statement, his inflated ego bruised from your verbal assault, it would be awful of him to leave you so bothered with his actions. Honestly, he really wanted you to stay so you could both talk things out properly. “Give me another chance, see if that changes your mind.”

“No thanks,” You replied, stalking towards the door and leaving him in the dust. “I have better things to do than fucking you.”

Ran has never been left more stunned and frustrated in his entire life.

Shit, where did she go?

Ran caught glimpses of you in between lectures but you always skittered away too quickly as soon as the class ended. His legs couldn’t keep up with the sudden turns in direction you made once he caught your trail. He begged Rindou for help on searching for you to which he immediately declined, citing the previous times he was bitched at by his brother's past flings. The utter desperation on his older brother's face eventually made him cave into his wishes, knowing he could never leave him to hang dry.

“This is fuckin’ stupid,” Rindou grumbled from his location in the bushes, he had already wasted twenty minutes of his life helping Ran with this idiotic situation only to receive no results. "Have you ever thought about... Oh, I don't know. The fact that she's not into you?"

Ran shushed him, rebuking the foul idea that you didn't reciprocate his feelings. Call it a spark, or something similar, but he knew there was a hidden motive behind your avoidance. Ran knew you had enjoyed your time together as much as he did, why were you so quick to deny it?

"Quiet, Rindou. I need to see her again. I can't explain how or why but she definitely stole my heart."

"Whatever you say, bro. Better be worth it if you're chasing after her like this."

The brothers hid in the bushes for three hours, declaring defeat after university police threatened to arrest them for loitering. Rindou could have sworn he caught a passing glance of you discreetly walking out of the residence hall as they were scolded by the officials and escorted to their own building. He shot you a pissed off glare while you picked up the pace, subtly flicking him off in the distance, Ran was too busy sweet talking the officer to notice.

Ran can go to hell...

You had begun escaping the dorms at odd hours in order to avoid running into Ran, knowing he would surely come knocking on your door. You hid in the library for hours until you were sure he wasn’t lurking around campus after classes had ended. You avoided the dining hall despite how hungry you became, opting to walk to the shady convenience store nearby for some food.

It was pure agony to have one stupid decision ruin your life like this. What does he want? You have nothing to offer him.

You learned a painful lesson over the past few weeks: Ran Haitani never gives up when he finds something he wants. He learned your class schedule and waited near the doors to see if he could catch you on the way out. When you failed to appear he decided to head back, until he recognized one of the students as your roommate, who had left you for dead at the party. “Hey, you.” He called out, catching her wrist as she paced faster at the sound of his voice. “Is Y/N in your class? Was she here today?”

“She’s not feeling well,” The girl lied through her teeth, unwilling to entertain the older Haitani's antics. Ran wasn't buying it, noting the way she fidgeted under his piercing gaze. She spoke again, adding more details to her explanation. “She’s missed the last three days of class.”

Ran sighed, caving into defeat once again for another day. He would stop by your dorm again tonight to confirm if you really were sick, ready to receive radio silence from the other side of the door once more. He turned his back to her, waving as he walked away before adding, “If you see her around, let her know I need to talk to her.”

“He’s gone,” Kana whispered into the classroom, scanning the hallway once more for good measure before calling you over. Your panicked head peeked out of the side of the doorframe, “It’s okay to come out, Y/N.”

A relieved breath of air escaped your lips as you stepped out of the classroom. “Thank you, Kana. I owe you one.”

“No worries, girl.” She smiled, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. “I wouldn’t want Ran Haitani on my tail either. He’s bad news.”

The words she spoke held truth to them, but they left a bitter taste in your mouth. Sure, Ran Haitani doesn’t have the best reputation, known for owning Roppongi, carrying a menacing baton with him at all times, and being a member of the notorious S-62 Generation.

Even so, he had a gentle side he had given you a moment to relish in.

Hiding from Ran was a feat you knew you couldn't keep up forever. Unfortunately, the following day was the destined date you were meant to run into the menace. You had spotted him heading towards the same building as you, presumably for a class around the same time, before stopping in your tracks and dropping your books onto the concrete. "Oh my fucking god, not now."

The abrupt noise caught his attention as he raced over to your panicking figure. You violently picked up your textbooks and speed walked towards the steps leading to the entrance. His long hair flowed freely in the wind, reminding you of the time you woke up next to him, he must have gotten up late this morning considering the fact he only had on sweats and a loose tee shirt.

“Y/N!” Ran called out, chasing after your distant figure before completely catching up within a couple strides. He was over the moon, the subtle giddiness in his voice gave it away. “I've been looking for you. You free tomorrow—?”

“Busy,” you replied curtly, ignoring the way he instantly pouted at your words. He opened his mouth to speak again just as you ruthlessly cut him off. “I’m late for class.”

Playing hard to get? Two can play at that game.

The lecture hall’s doors opened, signaling the end of the class period. Ran was leaning against the wall, violet eyes scanning the crowd of departing students until he locked his gaze with you. He could the hear the melodic sound of your voice piercing the air as you made conversation with one of your classmates.

“The final project is worth twenty percent of our final grade? I wish we could work independently instead of having to— Hey! What’s—!? Ran, let me go!”

He tugged on your arm, dragging you through the hallway before pushing you into an empty classroom, discreetly locking the door behind him. He freed your arm from his grip as you backed several feet away, embarrassed as hell from the stunt he just pulled. You narrowed your eyes at him, displeasure evident from the way your lips pursed at his growing smirk. His intense stare reflected nothing but pure unadulterated bliss, damn maniac. “Need something, Haitani?”

“You know exactly what I need, baby.”

Instictively your mind raced to the only possible conclusion: He wanted one more chance to hook up with you. Surely that was the reason he was seeking you out so desperately. Public humiliation must be some sadistic kink of his considering how much he loved to toy with your life. The thought of it ignited a blazing fire in your bones, manifesting as pure venom in your words. “If you want some quick pussy, I’m not the only girl on campus—”

“You haven’t left my mind since the night of the party,” Ran stated, cutting you off just like you did earlier. “I miss you, baby.”

A frustrated sigh escaped your mouth, he didn’t make an ounce of sense. “For all but pure reasons, I assume?”

“Sit on the table, we need to talk.” Ran ordered, biting back a sinister smile at the way you obediently followed his instructions. “Admit it,” He demanded as he stalked towards your shorter figure, caging you in between his arms and peering down at your flustered face. “You’ve been avoiding me, huh?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you answered. The standoffish front you had so meticulously put up was beginning to crumble under his domineering aura. Ran Haitani was a notorious playboy, you knew that by heart, it would be ridiculous to believe he could actually be bothered by someone ghosting him after a quick hookup. “We hardly know each other.”

Untrue, Ran had first noticed you in a previous class of his, he nearly failed the course because he too enthralled by your beauty to focus on whatever the professor was babbling on about. He admired the way your notes were always neat, the way you always walked in with a sweet smile, the way you apologized when you ran late, the way you offered to send notes to absent classmates who needed to catch up with the material.

Unbeknownst to you, Ran had always admired you from afar, silently waiting to find the right moment to approach you. A secret crush that weighed heavy in his heart until he mustered up the courage to properly confess. Unfortunately, skirt chasing had become his rumored profession after a previous fling of his caught feelings and wanted to spite him for not reciprocating. Ran had overheard your conversation with Kana in the hallway about the party, he was secretly hurt knowing you viewed him in such a negative light.

“That’s the issue, babe.” Ran said, cupping your cheek, stroking the supple flesh with his thumb. “I wanna get to know you better, Y/N. I want you to get to know the real me, too.”

You examined his alluring features; it was second nature to be able to spot of lie from a mile away. Ran was being truthful; his orchid irises bore into your eyes with such a lustful craving that it drove you absolutely insane It was difficult to tell who had made the first move but the tension between you two boiled over in an instant. Ran’s lips trailed down your neck, teeth nipping at the skin ferociously in order to leave long lasting marks. He wanted to make sure the next person who had the chance to touch you knew you had belonged to him. “Do you want this?”

As if the incessant nodding of your head wasn’t enough to send a clear message, you crashed your lips against his again. “I need to hear you say it,” Ran said, pulling away from your needy mouth to hear some kind of verbal confirmation. “Do you want to keep going?”

“This is a one time thing,” You panted in between heated kisses, removing your shirt and bra as fast as you could. Ran’s hands roamed your body finding solace until they reached the fabric of your shorts, tugging the material and your panties down before sliding in two of his slender fingers, scissoring you open as your rich moans tumbled past your lips.

“Liar.” Ran smirked, licking his glistening fingers coated in your dripping arousal. He knew you had become putty in his hands, willing to do anything he said in order to selfishly chase after your own high. “Wanna take my time with you, but we gotta do this quick,” He said, leaning down to lap at your cunt, the sensation of his tongue invading your body made you delirious.

“Right there,” You whined, craving more of the delicious feeling, his fingers curled inside you, hitting the spongy bundle of nerves that has your vision turning white and babbling nonsense. “F-Faster, oh fuck!”

“Say this pretty pussy is mine,” Ran hummed breathlessly, detaching his hand from your twitching clit, slowing his pace enough to edge you on the brink of release. “Or I won’t let you cum.”

“You’re such an asshole,” you whined, bucking your hips up in an effort to receive some necessary friction. His fingers stilled inside you, refusing to move unless you did as you were told. The ache in between your legs begged to be taken care of, you could feel the stings of your incoming high fading away as the seconds passed. “Fine! It’s all yours, Ran! Fuck, s’all yours.”

“Good girl,” Ran muttered before diving back into your wet folds as his skilled tongue continued its assault on your aching core, coaxing you into your first orgasm of the afternoon. He eagerly drank up your sweet release, loving the way your gummy walls constricted around his mouth. His violet irises peered up at your pleasured expression, engraving the sight into his mind. “That’s right… You only cum for me, princess.”

He gave you only a minute to recover as you watched him free his thick cock from the restraints of his sweatpants, lining up with your entrance. His thick head prodded at your cunt; he slowly pressed the tip inside, stopping as soon as he saw your eyes screw shut in pleasure. Ran's hand harshly gripped at your chin, tilting it upwards to face him. “Keep your eyes on me while I fuck you properly.”

“Feels good, so good– oh god!” You gripped his toned arm, head swaying side to side as he stretched you open with his girth, bottoming out as your walls fluttered around his pulsating length. Ran kissed you with a burning passion you had never experienced before. It wasn’t needy, it was loving, sensual and sweet.

“You’re so beautiful,” He praised, setting a steady pace with each snap of his hips, watching the way your pretty tits bounced up and down as he sank his cock into your folds. Ran's self-restraint was out the window as soon as he bottomed out inside, ramming into you mercilessly as your nails dug into his back. "Gonna make a mess."

“Ran! Oh yes, Ran!”

He clamped a hand over your mouth, muffling the erotic cries of pleasure erupting from your throat. The angelic symphony of his name brought him closer and closer to his high, grunting and groaning as your gummy walls clenched around his length. Your whimpers echoed within the classroom as Ran's warning penetrated your ears. “Keep quiet, sweetheart. We don’t wanna get caught.”

Having someone walk in and find the both of you in this comprising state didn't sound half-bad, if anything it only you more insatiable. The tight coil in your gut snapped without warning, allowing you to gush all over Ran's dick as he marveled at the sight. “I’m close, darling… shit, stop squeezing like that. Need to pull out!”

Ran sprayed his cum all over your thighs and tummy, in love with the image of you marked with his seed. He reached for nearby cloth to wipe you down, muttering apologies about how he made a mess. At the moment, you were too fucked out to care about whatever the hell he was going on about. The room kept spinning in circles, the air was thick with sex and sweat, his words barely sounded coherent in your mind. “R-Ran, hang on. I... need a minute.”

You both basked in the afterglow of your highs, uneven breaths becoming stable after a couple of minutes. The light in your eyes finally returned after what seemed like an eternity, consciousness clearing enough to form proper thoughts, realization hitting that you had just fucked inside an empty classroom on campus.

“Hey there,” Ran whispered, slowly grounding you back into reality. His hands rubbed soothing circles into your twitching thighs, massaging the skin with his palms. It was a sweet gesture after he brutalized your body in a span of twenty minutes. “Are you good, sweetheart? I went rougher than I thought, sorry.”

“You did so well for me,” He pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead, heart leaping at the way you wrapped your arms around his neck, craving his warm embrace. Ran indulged your neediness, nuzzling his warm cheek against yours, adoring the way your chest felt pressed against his, heartbeat erratic as he calmed you down. “You’re so cute.”

“Let me help you get dressed,” He said, reaching for the stray clothing before coming in contact with a white sticky substance staining the material. It was then that he noticed it was the same cloth he had used to clean you up earlier. “Your shirt’s covered in— oh, my bad.”

“Are you serious, Ran? You’re buying me a new one.” You snapped, snatching it out of his grasp, irritated with the fact he had just ruined one of your favorite tops. “I have a sweater in my backpack, can you please get it?”

Ran recognized the oversized clothing, it was the one he had spent the past few weeks wrecking the entire house for. He had ultimately blamed Rindou for losing it despite his constant denial he always shot back regarding the godforsaken clothing. “Is this my hoodie?”

You had forgotten that you had stolen it the first time you fucked Ran. Of course, there was no way to lie out this situation without looking completely stupid. You jerked the material over the upper half of your body, ignoring the way his devilish grin grew wider by the second. “D-Don’t get the wrong idea, Haitani. I was going to return it.”

Ran shook his head in response, admiring the way it found its new proper place on your figure. He wanted to see you in more of his clothes, practically drooling at the thought of it. “Keep it, sweetheart. It suits you.”

“Your hair’s all fucked up,” You mumbled, focused on his tousled strands as a way to ignore the blazing heat rising in your cheeks. A curious hand reached out to toy with the strands around his face, it was soft to the touch, silky and smooth. “Can I braid it?”

“Go for it,” Ran grinned, eager to receive more of your attention as he pulled up a chair. The words you had muttered earlier lingered in his mind, eating away at his bleeding heart. “Did you mean what you said?” He asked as your eyes sent him a curious look, “About this being one time thing, I can respect that.”

“No,” You admitted, gently running your fingers through his hair, beginning the styling process. The bittersweet expression on his face tangled your heartstrings more than expected. Pushing him away did you no good, it only hurt both of you in the end. “I don’t know why I said that. People talk, you know? I’m scared of what rumors I’ll get roped into.”

“I like you,” Ran blurted out, slightly surprise with how quickly he was confessing despite constantly fighting back the urge. He always crumbled under your presence; it was difficult to think clearly when all he wanted was to have you at his side. “Can we try to work something out? If you want to, of course.”

“I like you too, idiot.” you laughed, securing the final braid with an elastic hair tie. You placed a fleeting peck on his cheek, avoiding the stunned expression on his face. “All done. Wanna watch a movie at my dorm?”

Ran leaned in close, an unsettling glint flickering in his captivating orbs. “One condition. Can I cuddle you?”

“Wow, you're such a softie!” You squealed, pinching his cheek as he rolled his eyes at the very true statement. Ran laced his fingers with yours, bringing them up to his lips and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles. “Just for you, sweetness.”

You slid off the table, stumbling a few feet forward as your legs attempted to stabilize themselves after being brutalized by Ran's passionate lovemaking. There was no way you would be able to walk properly without getting a few questionable stares from fellow students and staff. "This is your fault, Ran."

Ran fought back a laugh, leaning down and positioning himself to receive your body weight. "I know. Hop on my back, pretty. I can piggyback you in style."

A scarlet blush adorned your cheeks as you rejected the offer, a mix of self-consciousness nipped at your spine along with pure humiliation. "Oh hell no! You're going to break your back hauling me halfway across campus."

“How else am I going to take you to your dorm?”

"This is embarrassing..." You whispered, hiding your face in his neck as he lead you out the doors while you were perched on his body. A couple of students stopped in their tracks to get a double take of the scene in front of them, pulling their phones out to record and share amongst the others. “People are staring, Ran!”

"Relax babe." Ran smiled before sprinting across the pavement as you let out a surprised scream. His large hands kept a secure grip on your thighs, reassuring you that he wouldn’t drop you. His amused laughter rang in your ears as he ran across campus like an idiot in love. "I was born with long legs for a reason!”

The hot gossip on campus, you ask? Ran Haitani has a girlfriend.

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Hey, Hey Lover! Love Me!

Pairing: Bonten!Sanzu x collegestudent!reader, petshop!Chifuyu x collegestudent!reader

Genre: Fluff, smut

Background: Chifuyu is unaware of the fact you’re craving him in more ways than one. Sanzu is hesitant to submit to your wishes, fearing you're only doing it to satisfy him.

TW: oral (fem!receiving), soft sex, creampie, aftercare

Author’s Note: Here is chapter 4, lovelies. Apologies if Chifuyu's seems a bit short. I’m still a bit new to writing smut so feedback is very much appreciated! Mature content will be tagged under #izubabesafterdark.

Minors do not interact.

Previous/Next Chapters: 1 2 3 4

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

"I knew I shouldn't have trusted that shitty weatherman!"

Violent raindrops pounded against the sidewalk and neighboring buildings, threatening to consume any defenseless figure in its path. The rain had caught you both off guard on the way back from your date and neither of you had planned to bring an umbrella. Chifuyu had found refuge for the both of you under the roof a nearby shop.

You glanced up at the sky, the gloomy clouds hovering above indicated the rain would not be stopping any time soon. It was either now or never. "We're going to have to make a run for it."

"Ready?" Chifuyu gripped your hand, staring straight ahead at his apartment building. It was only a few blocks away but the journey there would not be an easy route to follow. “One.”

"Two," You breathed in, preparing yourself to sprint through the isolated streets. Chifuyu's oversized jacket was wrapped around your shoulders in an attempt to keep you warm and to block out the rain that would soon be battering down on you.

“Three!”

Both of you abandoned the safety of your current location, choosing to head right into the face of impending doom. Chifuyu was the first to scream as the icy droplets nipped at his skin, while he ran with you through the storm. “THIS RAIN IS FUCKING FREEZING!”

"Come on, 'fuyu!" You pulled him along, ignoring the way your teeth chattered at the cold temperature. All you wanted was to get out of the storm's assault and change into some new clothes. “Keep holding my hand, baby. We’re almost there!”

The squelching noise of wet shoes permeated the apartment building's hallways, leaving behind a trail of water coming from both of you. Chifuyu fumbled with his keys, cursing under his breath as he struggled to open the door, cheering once he was able to usher you inside.

“Aw, ‘fuyu,” You pouted, running your fingers through his dripping hair, gaze lingering on his onto his shirt which began sticking close to his body. The urge to stick your hands under the fabric and run it along his toned stomach was overwhelming but you fought it back with limited restraint. “You’re soaked.”

“I could say the same for you,” Chifuyu chuckled, helping you remove the wet jacket weighing heavy on your shoulders. He gestured for you to follow him into his room, noting the way you began to shiver under your soaked clothing. "Come on, I'll get us something to dry off with.”

Meow!

"Hi, Peke J!" You smiled, reaching down to pat the feline's head, he nuzzled against your legs in response, purring at the way your actions soothed him. He licked your hand with his rough tongue, symbolizing his trust in you. “Sweet kitty.”

“My pretty girl,” Chifuyu whispered from behind as he draped a towel around your shoulders. Peke J skittered away once his owner came near, avoiding the water dripping from his clothes. "I want some attention too."

“My pretty boy,” You replied, running the extra towel against his hair. He hummed at your sweet words; a pink hue dusted his cheeks every time you called him by a pet name secretly knowing he enjoyed it. His pink lips were so inviting practically begging to be pecked by your own. “Can I kiss you?”

“Needy, are we? I love when you—” Chifuyu had no time to finish teasing before you gently pushed him onto the bed, straddling his waist as he shyly smiled up at you. Pairs of hands began wandering and undressing each other while your lips exchanged heated kisses, tongues sliding against one another. Making out with your boyfriend was nothing new, but he had never pushed you beyond the line of lightly groping each other.

“Hey,” You exhaled, nerves heightening as you proposed your next move. “Chifuyu, I’m ready…”

“Yeah?" He yawned, misunderstanding the context behind your words. "Me too, let’s go to bed.”

“No," You groaned, embarrassment beginning to set in with slight irritation at your boyfriend's idiocy. His eyes studied you curiously as you began to elaborate more on what you wanted. "I mean I'm ready to… you know.”

Chifuyu blinked, still not comprehending exactly what you were alluding to despite being half naked and straddling him. “I’m not following?”

His obliviousness was cute most of the time but the desire pooling in your gut made you impatient and restless. You peeled off your bra, exposing your upper body to him, a beautiful sight which he had yet to see.

“Oh!” Chifuyu coughed as he tilted your chin up, promoting you to stare into his eyes, a scarlet blush highlighting his features. He avoided glancing down at your perky breasts in an attempt to be respectful. “Baby, are you completely sure? You want to have sex… with me?”

“Who else?” You teased, flicking his forehead at the ridiculous question. You brought his hand to your chest, allowing him to gently squeeze your breast. “Touch me, Chifuyu.”

Another first Chifuyu was stealing from you, another first he was more than elated to have been given, another first he would be able to cross off from his list.

"So sweet to me,” Chifuyu groaned as you grinded yourself against his growing bulge, drinking in the beautiful moans that tumbled from his lips. Chifuyu's hands rested on your hips, guiding you back and forth on his aching cock as the ongoing friction brought him closer and closer to his release. “Yes, so good. Baby, oh— oh fuck, right there.”

He swore he was going to cum in his underwear if he didn’t stop you. Chifuyu flipped you over, hovering over your body before removing his briefs, his hard cock slapping against his stomach. Your eyes widened at his size; he was about average, but his girth was definitely going to stretch you open. Chifuyu’s emerald irises traced over your features. A beautiful goddess is laying under him, ethereal beauty on display and singing praises at his gentle touch.

He wanted to capture this moment in his memories and replay it forever. His lust was clouding his judgment, lining himself with your entrance before realizing the most important part. “Hold on! I don’t have any condoms—"

Great way to ruin the moment, Chifuyu.

“Nightstand, middle drawer.” You cut him off, pointing towards the furniture next to his bed. Chifuyu’s shocked expression was met with a nonchalant shrug while a playful smile danced on your lips. “I bought them last week… Please, be gentle?”

“Of course,” Chifuyu laced his fingers with yours, reassuring you with a light squeeze before lining up with your entrance once more. He sheathed himself inside your warm cunt, wiping away the tears that fell from your eyes, reassuring you that the slight pain would soon melt into pleasure. “I fell for you from the first moment I saw you.”

He remained still for a while, letting you adjust to his size before continuing. He whispered sweet words into your neck as the blush on his face grew to cover the tips of his ears. You could feel the veins on shaft providing a pleasurable sensation as his mushroom tip burrowed itself deep inside your gummy walls. “I’m okay,” You panted, gripping onto his arm in reassurance. “Start moving, ‘fuyu.”

Chifuyu wanted to keep himself composed, he wanted to be gentle but fuck— the way your pussy clenched around him made him lose control. He knew he would be cumming in a matter of minutes, but he wanted to make sure you would be satisfied first. His thrusts became erratic, his swollen tip brushed over the sensitive spot inside your cunt, prompting a embarrassingly loud moan to escape your body.

"Faster," You whimpered, pressing your lips against his in an attempt to suppress your moans. His pace quickened a bit but it wasn’t enough, you needed to feel more of his pulsing length. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in at a deeper angle to which he glanced up at you nervously. "Please Chifuyu, I can take it."

“Yeah?” Chifuyu was in a trance as he watched your pretty tits bounce up and down with each of his thrusts. He licked up a stripe in between the valley of your breasts, shamelessly burying his face in the softness of them, curious fingers reaching up to play with your sensitive nipples. “Fuck, you’re so cute.”

‘Fuyu, oh god!” You cried, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten to a thin string, threatening to snap. His mouth sucked on one of your perky buds, teeth lightly tugging on it as he sent you into a manic state of bliss. “I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum for me,” Chifuyu groaned, one hand reaching down to rub at your swollen clit. He could feel your walls clench at the action and his balls grew heavy with the urge to cum.

He began to ram into you, chasing his own high as you gush all over his cock. "I'm so close, baby. I love you!" Chifuyu whimpered, emptying his release into the condom before collapsing on top of you. Uneven pants filled the room as you both came down from your high, enjoying each other’s warmth at the moment.

Chifuyu hissed as he pulled out, relishing in the way you whined at the loss of contact. He laid down next to you, reaching out and lightly stroking your cheek. “My beautiful girl,” He murmured, caressing your face in his hands before pecking your lips. "Want me to run you a bath?”

You nodded, weakly reaching for his hand before he could leave your side. Craving more of his affection, you posed the burning question drilling through your head. “Will you join me, ‘fuyu?”

He cannot wait for the day he can call you his wife. Sometime in the near future, of course.

"Careful babe," Chifuyu said quietly as he helped maneuver you into the bathtub, feeling bad over the fact that he railed you so hard to the point of not being able to stand properly. He steps in soon after, basking in the warmth of your open arms and the water, head resting against your bare chest. “Thank you, Y/N. For loving me.”

Your lover helped wash down your body while you returned the favor, occasionally splashing each other with water as the bathroom was full of giggles and pleas to quit your actions. Sweet kisses were exchanged as Chifuyu wrapped a towel around your body, hugging you close.

"Can I wear one of your shirts?" You ask, noticing the way his face lit up immediately. Chifuyu helped you get dressed, secretly loving the way his clothes looked on you, maybe he would make you wear them more often.

“I’m never letting you go,” Chifuyu mumbled, pressing a light kiss to your temple, falling asleep in your arms.

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮

Sanzu stumbles in after another night of crime, haphazardly kicking off his shoes and ignoring the piercing headache beginning to form in his skull. He had promised he would come home early considering the fact you had agreed to sleepover after weeks of not being able to see each other. He had expected you to have been deep in slumber instead of greeting you in the kitchen. “Why are you awake at this ungodly hour, my love?”

“I’m pulling an all nighter,” You yawned, gulping down the lukewarm coffee lingering in your mug. Notes were scattered across the dining table, textbooks open and highlighted to the brim with bright colors all over their pages. “Final exams are next week."

"You need to rest," Haru stated, noting the exhaustion circling in your eyes as you fought to keep them open. He extended his hand out to you, guiding you into the bedroom and motioned for you to lay down. He immediately smothered you in his warm embrace, breathing in your alluring scent wishing he could be around more often to enjoy it.

“Missed you,” He mumbled into the crevice of your neck, placing lazy kisses on the supple skin. His voice was quiet as his insecurities began to rise in his head, clouding his scattered thoughts. "I'm sorry I'm not a better boyfriend."

Bonten always came first, your needs came second, it was a predetermined law he had to obey. Mikey was the King, ruling over Tokyo with an iron fist and his orders were priority. Sanzu would never admit it, but he was beginning to doubt if he wanted to live this life anymore. He was growing tired of playing the tiring roles of the Mad Dog and Prince Charming. You deserved someone you could rely on, who could answer your texts and calls on time, who could spoil you endlessly, who could cherish you eternally.

"Haru, I love you." You pinned him down, catching him off guard as your hips began to dig into his pelvis, smirking as you felt a semi-hard bulge growing under his pants. Tonight was the night you would show him how much he meant to you. “You're all I need. I was thinking about you all day.”

“Baby, baby, fuck!” Sanzu groaned, his hands gripping your hips to a halt. His cock stirred in his pants as soon as he realized he could feel your arousal penetrating the fabric. He swore he had never been more confused and aroused in his entire life as you glared at him with a feral expression of pure desire. “Slow down, lovely. What’s going on?”

“Haruchiyo, make me yours, please.” Sanzu could feel the tent in his pants begin to grow tighter at your words. Of course, he wanted to claim you after nearly ten months of being together, but he knew you were inexperienced. The first time he ever tried to finger you, you had tensed up and began muttering apologies about how it was a bit too much.

Were you pushing yourself beyond your limits in order to keep up with him? He would never forgive himself if he found out you were prioritizing his needs above your own.

“Y/N,” He cooed, caressing your cheek in his palm as his voice softened. His sweet gesture came back to you as a slap to the face, did he not want you? “We don’t have to rush into this, I can wait as long as possible."

“O-Okay,” You replied, humiliation creeped up your spine, evident by the red tint invading your cheeks. He had just rejected your advances, purely to respect your own boundaries but it still hurt to be pushed away. “Haru… it’s late. You should get some sleep too. We can do this another time.”

“You’re upset,” Sanzu said, gripping your waist in order to keep you in place. Running away was no solution to the elephant in the room, he needed to hear your words. “What’s on your mind?”

You sighed, knowing it would be pointless to avoid the conversation. Haru could read you like a book and his persistence was one factor you could never win against. “I wanted to surprise you, but I know your schedule is all over the place and—“

“Oh my, what’s this?” He mused, a playful expression dancing across his lips. You had his undivided attention now, he laid back onto the mattress, arms behind his head. "A surprise, huh? Let's see it then."

Sanzu's curious eyes followed your next moves as your hands anxiously removed your nightgown, revealing the baby pink lingerie underneath that hugged your curves perfectly. His sapphire irises narrowed, drinking in the lovely sight on display, just for him. “Were you waiting on me to come home?”

You nodded, biting down on your lip before tugging him forward by his dress shirt. “I want you, Haruchiyo. I want you to be the first and last man I ever have.”

Whatever self-control Sanzu had left in his body immediately evaporated, lust coursing through his veins instead. He pounced on you like a wild animal, ripping off his own clothes in the process and revealing the milky white skin hidden underneath. His crashed his lips against yours, sliding in his tongue to explore and claim the inside of your mouth.

“I don’t deserve you,” Sanzu mumbled against your swollen lips, trailing hickeys down your neck and slowly maneuvering himself down to your stomach, nipping at the sensitive skin with his sharp teeth. “M’gonna have you seeing stars, okay?”

Haru’s lips ghosted over your plush thighs, kissing the supple skin as he slowly spreads them apart. He’s always wanted this type of romantic connection, a lover who craved his affection rather than his body. A woman who loved all of him despite the fucked-up life he’s lived so far. With you, he can be Haruchiyo, not Sanzu, not Mikey's Loyal Mad Dog, not Bonten's Number Two. Just Haruchiyo.

His tongue licked up a wet stripe at your clothed cunt, grinning as a quiet moan rang in his ears. He removed your lace panties, tossing them aside before diving right into your soaking heat. The calloused pads of fingers entered your core, curling upwards slightly which sent you into a deep frenzy of moans before gripping the pink stands of his hair.

He ate your sweet little cunt like a starved man, slick coating his mouth and trailing down his chin. It was messy, just how he liked it and your cute whimpers kept him focused on helping you reach your climax. "You taste incredible, sweetheart."

"Haru!" You cried, the new feeling of rising pleasure washing over you all at once, it was overwhelming. No one has ever touched or explored your body like this before and oh god how you didn't want it to stop. "I-I think I'm gonna-!

“Cum in my mouth, angel.” You came undone, a sharp squeal signaling your incoming euphoria. Haru's tongue continued to lap at your folds, drinking in each drop of your arousal. If he could spend every waking moment in between your quivering thighs he would die a happy man. "How was it, pretty?"

“Amazing... Haru, let me suck you off." Your hands reached for his belt buckle, eager to return the favor despite not having any prior experience. The sinful words traveled straight to aching dick, he always wanted to have your pretty lips wrapped around him, but this was not the time. He tugged off his slacks and his briefs in one go, stopping you before you could go any further. “As much as I would have liked to see you on your knees, tonight is all about you.”

"I'm ready," You gazed up at him with a half-lidded smile, Sanzu swore you were the most beautiful woman alive. No one could ever compare to the way you always spoiled him, showered him with affection, comforted him in his darkest moments. No one could ever fill his heart with as much pure love as you did.

“Fuck,” Sanzu entered you slowly, your velvety walls hugging his cock with each inch he slid inside. It was pure bliss, watching your mouth gape open in pleasure as high-pitched moans escaped your throat in response. “Y-You’re so tight, just for me. Shit, I swear m’gonna cum right now.”

Sanzu’s hips snapped against yours, setting a slow rhythm that reached the deepest parts of your core. His nimble fingers toyed with your clit, bringing you closer to your second orgasm of the night. His free hand gripped your waist tightly, helping you take his length in even more while the sound of skin slapping, angelic cries, and the aroma of sex filled the room.

“Haru,” You moaned into his ear as your nails raked down his back, leaving stinging scratches that would surely linger for a while, not that he minded. You could feel his tip begin to brush against your sweet spot, as a string of curses left your mouth. Your hands reached up to cover your face, the high you were experiencing was taking over your mind, turning it into mush. “Haru— feel so full!”

“No, no, no.” Sanzu pinned your arms above your head, holding them tightly with one hand at the wrists. The fucked-out expression on your face was adorable, it was a sight he wanted to burn into his mind. He kept up the agonizingly slow pace, ignoring your protests to speed up. His cock twitched, warning him of his upcoming need to spill his load. “I want to see your face when you cum for me. Where do you want it?"

Soft whimpers and pants repeated tumbled past your lips before you could form a proper sentence. You wrapped your legs around his torso as he started to pull out, caging him to your body in a selfish desire to have all of him. “You can… cum inside."

"Shit, m'cumming!" He shouted, slamming his dick inside one last time before releasing his seed. Haru painted your insides with hot white ribbons, admiring the way it slowly leaked out of your pretty cunt as he pulled out.

“C’mere pretty,” Sanzu said, pulling you into his chest as his heartbeats began to harmonize with yours. He could sense a warm fuzzy feeling coursing through his body, it was calming and unlike anything he had ever experienced before. "Are you okay, lovely? Was I too rough on you?"

"I'm... I'm fine, Haru." You panted, chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. The urge to be cuddled grew exponentially as you breathed in his husky scent, it was comforting, it was your lover, your soulmate. The handsome man you had fallen for almost a year ago brought so much fun into your life and you wanted to repay him with lifetimes of gratitude. "I just want to you to hold me."

"Let's get you cleaned up first," Sanzu said, laughing at the annoyed sigh that left your throat. He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, helping you sit up and motioning towards the bathroom. "Quick shower and I'm all yours, I promise."

Your legs were incredibly shaky as they attempted to maneuver you a few steps closer towards the door. A sharp pain ran through your core before you collapsed onto the ground as the strength left your body. Haru ran over to your location, glancing down at you with an amused expression. You huffed, '“A little help, please?”

“This is too funny,” Sanzu tried to hold back the laughter rumbling in his chest, failing miserably as he clutched his stomach, endless giggles escaping his lips. He bent down and scooped you up, ignoring the irritated huff that you let out at his ridicule. “I’m sorry babygirl, Haru will help you. Don’t be mad.”

Warm water cascaded down your body, rinsing away the remnants of your lustful activities. Haru was incredibly gentle with you, tracing over the endless love bites and bruises littering your body as he helped scrub you down. "You're so beautiful, Y/N."

Haru wrapped your body in a fluffy towel, carrying you to his bed and setting you down carefully. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder before sliding in next to you, pulling the covers over both of your bodies, exhaustion finally beginning to set in.

“I love you,” Sanzu rubbed small circles into your back, occasionally pressing his lips to the exposed skin of your decorated neck. He wanted to bottle this moment and live in it forever, relishing in the softness of it. No one would ever know what your precious body felt like, except him. “Mine. All mine, sweet girl.”

"I love you too, Haruchiyo…” You mumbled, voice laced with incoming sleep as you snuggled closer to him. His welcoming arms provided a secure warmth you had craved more of with each passing day, it was heaven on earth when Haru was by your side. “You’re my everything.”

Sanzu’s heart swelled in euphoria as his stomach churned with pure delight. Guilt nipped at his thoughts, he knew he wasn't deserving of those love laced words, he was dangerous. Oh, but how he loves the way you always gaze upon him with so much adoration, as if he was the only man left on earth. He's your universe, your life, your entire world. His restless mind was put to sleep as he indulged in sweet saccharine dreams of a life built together with you.

Dawn’s flittering rays of sunshine softly poured in through the curtains, lighting up the bedroom where your lover resided alongside you. Your finger lightly traced over his features, admiring the beauty he possessed. You stopped at his diamond shaped scars, pondering over the painful story that surely lies behind them.

His gravelly voice snapped you out of your trance, azure eyes full of pure love. “Morning, my love.”

“Hey Haru,” You smiled, pressing a shy kiss on his scarred lips. The dull ache in between your legs served as a lingering reminder of how Sanzu had fully accepted you. Your relationship has officially progressed to the next level and you were ready to explore even more uncharted territory with him.

The ring of his cellphone cut you out of the peaceful moment, a gloomy pout on your face following soon after. “Do you have work today?”

“Fuck this,” Sanzu declined the call, proceeding by completely powering off the device. He caged you underneath his body, placing playful kisses on your jawline, admiring the way you giggled at his loving actions. “I’m spending the entire day with you, sweetheart.”

Haruchiyo had never been known as a picture perfect lover. He always believed feelings were unnecessary, a relationship was too much work and a waste of time. If anything, he used to be a sleazy playboy in search of his next fuck. Getting high is his way of coping with his unordinary life. He never saw a purpose behind his existence, blindly following anyone he bestowed his loyalty upon.

Until he met you.

Haruchiyo would never admit that he always craved a gentle touch from the world, but he only ever received deception and pain in its wake. Now that he was with you, he wanted to wake up in your loving arms every single day. He wanted to be cradled to sleep in your embrace every single night. He wanted to woken up with soft kisses peppering his face and kind words directed to him, only him.

Now that his wishes have been answered, he would do anything to keep you in his life.

[izubabes]

͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐞. 𝟐𝟑. 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫.

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲!

❀ 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

❀ 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ღ 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬!

𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬!

𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐇𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐩!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐞’𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞��!

𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐇𝐞𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫!

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝

・❥・𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨!

𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞�� 𝐨𝐮𝐭 #𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭!

𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 #𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬!

𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 #𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬!

[izubabes]

So U H I’m kind of a weirdo and I wanna request somethin lol. If you’re uncomfortable with it, that’s fine, don’t have to if you don’t want to, but U H headcanons of Kiri, Kami, and Deku with an S/O with a blood/knife kink? 😅

No problem at all, dear! This is a safe space for everyone. I’m not too familiar with this type of subject so please let me know if I wrote anything incorrectly. ❤️

You all know what time it is! I will be tagging future mature works with #izubabesafterdark so if you are uncomfortable or do not wish to engage with such writing please blacklist it or filter it out through Tumblr’s settings.

tw: blood, knifeplay, edgeplay, fear play

Kirishima accidentally bit your neck too hard one time during a heavy makeout session and drew a bit of blood. 

Biting Kink. Biting Kink. Biting Kink.

“Oh my god, sorry!” He immediately apologized once he noticed the scarlet liquid down your collarbone.

“Eiji, it’s okay,” you laughed, unphased by the sight your own blood, “I’m into this, it’s a kink of mine.

“Huh?”

You definitely unlocked a new side to Kirishima, he’s over the moon. 

Surprisingly enough, he’s super enthusiastic about trying out this new kink.

“Eijirou,” you giggled while titling his face up to stare into your lust filled eyes, “as much as I would love to, we’re going to start off slow.”

“Baby, please…” he whimpered, bucking his hips up in just the right place.

You pressed yours down in a much harsher way, “Uh uh, bad boy…”

“I’m in charge, Eijirou,” you mused, ripping open his muscle tank top with the knife.

“S/O, please,” he begged, eyes full of uncontrollable lust, “I can take it! I’m manly enough for this.”

“Beg for me, won’t you?”

AFTERCARE IS SO IMPORTANT TO HIM, PLEASE REASSURE HIM AND TELL HIM HE DID A GREAT JOB.

Kaminari would much rather be the one watching you throw your head back in pleasure while he pounds into you but he’s willing to try anything once.

“Sure babe! I’ve always wanted to try BPLN!”

“Denki…” you sighed and placed a pitiful hand on his shoulder, “it’s called BDSM.”

“Is it gonna hurt?” Kaminari asked, his worried eyes focusing on the blade in your hand.

“It shouldn’t,” you reassured, giving him a chaste kiss, “it’s sorta like a scratch or paper cut.”

“What’s the safe word?” “Boobs.”

He ends up liking this way more than he should. Hits the books right away so he can please his S/O in every way.

Denki can get freaky when he wants to.

Get ready to have him rip/cut your clothes off every single time.

“That was my favorite bra!”

“I’ll buy you a new one!”

HE IS SUCH A TEASE, cHANGE mY mIND

Deku is willing to try anything at least once but he is quite hesitant when it comes to his S/O bringing up a blood kink.

“How about we try knifeplay first?” You suggested, aware of how tense he became when you first mentioned it.

“What’s the safe word, love?” You whispered while tracing the outline of his abs with the dull end of the blade.

“H-Hero…” 

Izuku can’t tell if he’s being cut or not and his mind starts to wander.

It begins to remind him of the previous encounters he’s had with Toga and it ruins the mood.

Izuku.exe has stopped working.

Will apologize for hours about how he’s failed at pleasing his lovely S/O.

PLEASE REASSURE THIS POOR BABY. HE NEEDS LOTS OF ENCOURAGEMENT AND LOVE.

“Izuku, it’s okay,” you whispered, lovingly holding him in your arms, “you’re perfectly fine.”

Deku definitely may revisit this kink in the future when he’s more experienced and the one in charge.

WHEN HE’S READY YOU BETTER RUN.

“How about we add a blindfold to the mix, S/O?”

[izubabes]

Hi! Could you do Bakugou with a flexible s/o sfw and nsfw please?

Hello, of course! This was so fun to write about, thank you for the request, dear! Please enjoy these headcanons and have a lovely morning/afternoon/night! Stay safe and healthy during these stressful days. 💞

All right everyone, you all know what time it is!

Time to start sinning while in quarantine.

WARNING: NSFW CONTENT! I will be tagging future mature works with #izubabesafterdark so if you are uncomfortable or do not wish to engage with such writing please blacklist it or filter it out through Tumblr’s settings.

SFW

There was a certain mystery to Bakugou’s S/O that he could not quite figure out himself and it rattled his brain for months. He was overly observant when it came to you.

First off, you do not have a Stretch Quirk in any way. You are naturally gifted when it comes to being flexible.

You are extremely flexible, to the point where you can bend backwards so far that your head reaches between your feet.

“Uh... Katsuki, are you okay?” You asked while sitting in a slide split position on his dorm room floor. 

“Huh?” Bakugou’s eyes carefully watched your form until he felt his own legs begin to ache. “God, yeah babe... I’m fine, why are you sitting like that anyway?”

“It’s comfortable,” you replied while cracking your bones with each stretch you executed. “Give a try, Katsuki. It’s fun and I’d love to see you throw it back!”

“In a minute, I’m thinking…” He knows what flexibility is since he has to constantly work on improving it in order to maintain his buff thicc figure and to keep himself from spraining a ligament.

“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! SOMEONE TELL ME HOW!?” “Katsuki, why the hell are you yelling!?

Bakugou may be a child prodigy academically, but socially... this king has a long way to go. 

You can outmaneuver Bakugou in any position where he has you pinned down and he HATES it.

He had no idea how flexible you actually were until you dodged his AP Shot when he misfired it during a skills evaluation. 

“WATCH OUT!”

You should have been terrified about potentially being shot but Bakugou watched you bend back like you were in The Matrix. “What kinda fucked up yoga-contortionist shit was that?!”

You felt the heat of the blast miss your skin by a millimeter. “HEY! Katsuki Bakugou, you need to be more careful!”

Bakugou interrogated you later and you display the ability to dislocate your arm to extend your reach and dislocate any of the joints in your body at will.

“Is it that weird, Katsuki?” You mumble quietly while refusing to look at him.

“Huh?” He grips your waist and brings you close with a smirk decorating his face. “Not at all, babe. Wait ‘till we get back to my room…”

NSFW

Bakugou will take advantage of the fact you are so flexible and stretch you into oblivion. “Bend over for me, baby…”

“Forwards or backwards? I can do either but you let me know, Katsuki.”

He’s so horny, he’s so borderline feral because he cannot wait to have to squirming under him.

“Doesn’t matter, darling,” he growls while firmly gripping your ass. “We’re going to be trying out new angles all night… you okay with that?”

BAKUGOU ALWAYS ASKS FOR CONSENT.

Bakugou loves spreading your legs fully out or having them wrapped his waist as he thrusts into you painfully slow while watching the expression of pure pleasure dance across your face.

“K-Katsuki, faster…” You plead, gripping his toned bicep. “I c-can’t ah!”

Ever heard of the Butter Churner?

“G-God S/O!” Bakugou is lowkey sadistic when it comes to pushing the limits of your flexibility.

“Ha… You are f-fuckin’ addicting…” he groans as he pulls your leg up to rest on his shoulder. “I love the way you tighten around my cock.”

It makes him cum in a matter of minutes.

You feel feel the muscles in your legs starting to become sore but the pleasure is getting better with each kiss, bite, and suck Bakugou leaves on your body.

Bakugou always takes care of you afterwards since he knows may be sore since you were a human pretzel for most of the time.

Bakugou knows how to return the favor extremely well.

“Lie back on the bed and relax, S/O. I’ll take care of you, let me hear those cute ass moans.”

You have to start working out more.

[izubabes]

Hi! If you haven’t already Could you go some headcanons for bakugou with a thick/chubby fem reader? SFW and NSFW if possible! Tysm! And I hope you’re having a good day/afternoon/night

OMGG, my most sincerest apologies on how late this response is! I do hope you enjoy it, darling. Thank you so much for the warm regards!

WARNING: NSFW CONTENT! I will be tagging future mature works with #izubabesafterdark so if you are uncomfortable or do not wish to engage with such writing please blacklist it or filter it out through Tumblr’s settings.

SFW

Bakugou hardly cares for appearances, he’s more focused on pummeling his opponent into the ground, or so they say.

Truth is he’s hopelessly weak for thicker girls, it drives him crazy as to how fucking irresistible you look walking by as that U.A. uniform hugs your curves.

It drives him even more crazy when he realizes you’re not in Class A but in Class B instead. Though, he caught Kirishima having a conversation with you once

“Hey, Shitty Hair. What do you know about that girl over there?”

“Oh, L/N? She’s a real chill gal, why? You got a crush?”

Cue Kirishima being a wing man and setting up his explosive best friend with the beauty from Class B. The rest is history.

Bakugou has no problem beating someone’s ass Mineta if they dare say one damn negative/provocative thing about your body.

“Say one more word about Y/N again and I’ll light your grape ass up into the next week.”

He’ll be supportive and reassuring when you’re feeling down due to rude comments or lack of confidence, will kiss your cheeks to make you feel better. 

“Those fucking airheads are just pissed that their chests look like washboards compared to yours.”

He tries... He really does.

His favorite season is autumn, change my mind.

Why?

Leggings and sweaters + you = nuclear bomb.

Bakugou “hates” when you two go on dates because everyone stares at your banging body but appreciates the hand holding because he can kiss your hands.

NSFW

He has an impressive amount of self-control over his thoughts compared to his hot headed attitude.

This boy has no shame in getting off while thinking of you, you’re the only one who can get him to cum.

In private, he absolutely cannot keep his hands off of you.

Clothes are flying off as soon as the door is shut while his skilled lips attach themselves to your neck.

His hands will roam all over your body, gripping your ass or under your shirt as he grasps your breasts

“God, I fucking love you.”

Bakugou loves burying his face in your thighs while you squirm from the contact, leaves a trail of hickies and kisses behind.

He’ll lose it when he sees your thighs shake as he mercilessly pounds into you. 

“You like that, baby?”

If you ride him, he’ll cum so fast. He’s going to be seeing stars.

He watches as your chest bounces up and down while he digs his fingers into your waist to keep you steady.

When you arch your back and press into him, Bakugou will lose no time in literally fucking the life out of you.

“You’re so t-tight! Ah fuck!”

Bakugou knows you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him. 

[izubabes]

Izubabes’ MHA Masterlist

Here it is! My official My Hero Academia masterlist, please enjoy my works and let me know if any of the links provided do not work.

TOKYO REVENGERS MASTERLIST

✯  ORIGINAL SERIES  ✯

Hanahaki: The Silent Killer - Katsuki Bakugou / slight!Izuku Midoriya [ONGOING]

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

Silent Flames - Katsuki Bakugou / slight!Izuku Midoriya

Part 1

❀  REQUESTS / SCENARIOS  ❀

Baby Blues, More Like Baby Boom! - Katsuki Bakugou

“King Explosion Murder watching this 3/4 year old daughter with fem reader s/o alone for the first time. I wanna hear how she has him wrapped around her little finger. Maybe her quirk starts to develop during a temper tantrum? Maybe he has to patrol with a toddler strapped to his chest?”

Quirkless or Quirky? - Katsuki Bakugou

“How about something for the great KING EXPLOSION MURDER aka bakugo x a s/o with no quirk?”

Baby Blues - Katsuki Bakugou

“Can I request for a Domestic Bakugou where he’s having a bad day at work but his S/O sends him a very cute pic with their baby and he suddenly feels okay.”

Work Life, Love Life, Now What? - Katsuki Bakugou / Eijirou Kirishima

“Can you possibly make a scenario with Bakugou or Kirishima (pro heroes) and they have a casual relationship with the reader and then they start catching feelings but the reader wants to keep it strictly because previously they had a boyfriend that cheated and she doesn't want to risk getting emotionally hurt again. So the reader is like look let's just keep this casual or we break it off.”

Here Comes The Tender Rain - Katsuki Bakugou / Izuku Midoriya

“Can you do a Bakugo & Izuku head cannon with a s/o who suddenly stops attending UA because her parents put her on quirk blockers.”

Black Beauty - Izuku Midoriya

“Hi, I was wondering if I could request Izuku trying to comfort his black girlfriend when she feel insecure about her skin tone.”

Midnight Memories - Izuku Midoriya / Fumikage Tokoyami

“Could i request a tokoyami (or izuku) x reader? Reader is crying in the middle of the hall in the dorms in the middle of the night and wakes him up. Since he has a crush on them, they ask whats wrong and reader shows him their arms, red and covered in scratches. They explain that they scratch in their sleep, to the point where it hurts so much that it wakes them up and they cant go back to sleep.”

Reverse Engagement - Tenya Iida

“Can I get iida's fem s/o proposing to him?”

A Heart as Cold as Ice - Tenya Iida

“Can I request a angsty Iida x Fem Reader Imagine with the prompt, "I love you." "I'm sorry....I don't love you like that.""I know."Where Iida is the one getting rejected?” 

A Heart as Cold as Ice: Part 2 - Tenya Iida

“Could I request a part two to your latest Iida Imagine where Iida apologizes to his S/O and she admits to him after thinking about it she tells him she feels the same way that he does?”

Calm Before The Storm - Eijirou Kirishima

“May I request a Kirishima x Female Reader Imagine with the prompt,"She reminded him of a lightning storm,beautiful but dangerous....?" 

Youth - Hitoshi Shinsou

“Y/N had not noticed when the memories first began to leave her mind, she was too preoccupied stressing about the assignments she had been given. There was no available opportunity for her throughout the days to relax and collect her rustled thoughts. Disaster was on her doorstep, waiting for the perfect chance to strike at her weakest point.”

Let’s Get Physical - Shouto Todoroki (NSFW)

“Can I request a NSFW Todoroki with a female s/o ? Like, he's walking in the halls and suddenly feeling horny for no reason at all and just. Right now means right now.”

Shopping Date Gone Wrong - Mirio Togata

“Hi! Can you write a scenario for Mirio and his s/o going shopping?”

Mi Niña Preciosa (My Precious Daughter) - Toshinori Yagi / All Might

“If you could do toshi x Latina barista wife with a cute mixed daughter?”

Unexpected Visit From Hell - Shouta Aizawa

“Can I get headcannons of which Aizawa has a teenage sister?”

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾   HEADCANONS  ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Is Yodeling An Instrument? - Shouta Aizawa (Eraserhead) / Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

“Could I get headcanons for Eraserhead (separate pls!!)) and Present mic that have an s/o who can yodel really well,, like how they would react??”

You + Me = Amor - Toshinori Yagi / All Might 

“Toshinori with a thick Latina wife who is a barista headcanon please it can be SFW and NSFW.”

Thick Thighs Save Lives - Katsuki Bakugou

“Hi! If you haven’t already Could you go some headcanons for bakugou with a thick/chubby fem reader? SFW and NSFW if possible!”

Flexible and Sexy - Katsuki Bakugou 

“Hi! Could you do Bakugou with a flexible s/o sfw and nsfw please?“

Loving Your Curves - Izuku Midoriya

“I'm not sure if you have yet but I thought I'd ask for some headcanons for Izuku in a relationship with a chubby/thicc s/o.”

Flower Power - Katsuki Bakugou / Izuku Midoriya

“If I may could I request headcanons for Izuku and Bakugou with a sweet girlfriend with a flower quirk as in she can make flowers bloom off herself and often smells like flowers and instead of going to the hero course she trains under recovery girl wanting to be a doctor.”

Halloween Horrors and X-Mas Surprises - Izuku Midoriya / Eijirou Kirishima / Kaminari Denki

“Happy Halloween! 🎃 How would Izuku, Kiri, and Kami celebrate Halloween with their S/O? ❤️”

[izubabes]

Niice ! Then can I request a NSFW Todoroki with a female s/o ? Like, he's walking in the halls and suddenly feeling horny for no reason at all and just. Right now means right now.

Everyone Heads Up: NSFW CONTENT! I will be tagging future mature works with #izubabesafterdark so if you are uncomfortable or do not wish to engage with such writing please blacklist it or filter it out through Tumblr’s settings. I’m still getting into writing NSFW adequately so apologies if it’s a bit inconsistent or awkward at certain times. Hope you enjoy, dear. Thank you very much, sending my love to you all~❤

Focused and unemotional, Todoroki Shoto preferred to keep to himself instead of hanging out with other people. After the events of the U.A. Sports Festival, however, Shouto has become noticeably more sociable, even gaining a sense of humor and occasionally smiling, although still retaining the remnants of a distant attitude. However, once he met Y/N L/N from Class B and developed a casual friendship that scaled into mutual love, his chilly aloofness started to thaw from those warm feelings.

Along with those upcoming emotions came an insatiable craving for affection he was initially deprived of.

Shouto could be collected when he needed to be such as when he was attending class or out with friends. Other times he was hesitant with loving with his darling S/O who wouldn’t pressure him initiating anything he was not completely comfortable with and vise versa. He wasn’t oblivious to being frisky or getting into heated interactions with his S/O but she preferred the privacy and sanctity of one’s own dorm much like Todoroki.

So whenever this sudden wave of arousal hit Todoroki in the hallway mid-conversation with Midoriya and the others, he knew he had to find you immediately. “Oh, excuse me. I forgot I have to give something to L/N before the next class starts. I have to go.”

“L/N of Class B?” Iida questioned. “You’re not disclosing confidential information about our next training session to her are you?”

“Of course not, Iida!” Uraraka laughed. “Todoroki would never do anything like that.”

“That’s right,” Deku affirmed. “Go on ahead, Todoroki. We’ll catch up with you later.”

The two-toned haired male was halfway down the hallway before any of the three students could blink. They all just shrugged it off guessing that whatever he needed to give you was highly important. 

“Where is she?” He grunted with agonizing discomfort lacing his words. “I feel as if I’m a damn dog in the middle of heat.”

Todoroki spotted you at the end of the corridor having a conversation with Monoma Neito of Class B and quite a lively one from the looks of it. A joke must have been shared between you both due to the fact you were holding on to the blond for dear life to keep yourself from falling over. Todoroki couldn’t help but notice how much beauty radiated from you when you laughed. The curve of your rosy lips was so inviting to him, practically begging to be embraced in a kiss. 

However, he had no time to admire you for as long as he liked to due to the grueling situation in his pants. Instead of subtly interrupting the conversation, he pulled you away at full force while muttering a half assed excuse to lead you away. “L/N, Principle Nezu needs to speak to you immediately. He sent me to come get you. We have to go right now.”

You struggled against his grip, clearly frustrated with his methods of summoning you. “Todoroki, hey…! Monoma, we’ll continue the conversation later.”

“Hold it,” your classmate called out, grabbing your other free hand. “Why would Principal Nezu send you, a Class A student, to retrieve a Class B student? Nonetheless, why wouldn’t he send our homeroom teacher, Vlad King, instead?”

The tension was growing thick between the two males while your patience was thinning out. You took the opportunity to loosen the hold on your wrists as you began to shout at them both. “Let go! I can handle myself, you know? Monoma, I’m not a child so please quit treating me like one. Todoroki, lead the way.”

“But L/N, he’s from Class A! Our sworn rivals and-” Monoma furiously argued before he knocked out by Kendo’s sharp movement. She smiled at the both you before dragging him away, “Sorry about that, get going you two.”

“Thank you, Itsuka!” You replied. 

“This really has nothing to do with Principal Nezu, does it?” You teased while you walked together through the halls. The lack of a reply from Todoroki worried you so pressed the issue a bit more. “Shouto, are you okay? You were pretty agitated back there with Monoma, did something happen?”

The aroused male shoved you into the nearest empty room and locked the door, a necessary precaution, before pinning you against the wall and capturing your lips in a rough kiss. “Shouto, hey. What are you-?”

His hands roamed your body in a feverish manner. The buttons on your uniform blouse popped off in different directions after he opened it with a rushed aggressive movement. An involuntary moan left your throat signaling to him that he was pleasing you. His lips went to your neck, peppering it with soft kisses that drove you absolutely insane. “Ah, wait... someone could hear us.”

He ignored your warning while sitting down in a nearby chair and beckoned you to sit on his lap to continue your lustful adventure. You involuntarily grounded your hips onto his pulsating length to which he let out a soft grunt. “Watch it, Y/N. I’m way too sensitive right now.”

“Oh, are you?” You smirked devilishly before repeating your previous actions with a bit more force. “I better be careful then.”

Todoroki moaned out in pleasure but not before teasing back as he ran his hands up your thighs. He reached the hem of your skirt and glanced up to reach your eyes before going any further. “Is this okay?”

The ecstasy running through your veins was intensifying with each touch, kiss, and suck he had left on your body. You weren’t particularly bothered with what was happening with the both of you until you realized the area you were in was an unoccupied classroom. Within a few moments you pushed him away. “Stop it, right now! What has gotten into you?”

At first, he wondered what was the issue you were referring to. You both did had heated make out sessions all the time but hardly to this extent. Todoroki felt his face rise in temperature after realizing he was acting more like a succubus than a needy teenage boy. “I… I am so sorry. It’s just that right now means right now.”

“I get it.” You sighed while shaking your head and attempting to rebutton your wrangled shirt. “I just totally forgot we’re still at school and in public.”

“I apologize,” He repeated, “I got hit with that feeling out of nowhere. I felt like Mineta and Kaminari when they’re within five feet of a girl.” 

“Shouto, just try not to manhandle me as much next time.” You chuckled while feverishly typing away on your phone. “I need Itsuka to bring me a spare uniform shirt. I’m going to meet her in the hall. However, I really don’t know how to explain this situation to her.”

Todoroki’s face flushed at the fact your breasts could be seen through the exposed parts of your shirt. “You’re going to walk out like that?”

“Don’t have much of choice, do I?” You joked while glancing down your shirt. “It’s just two little buttons anyways not like I mind much. I’ll just be showing some cleavage for a few mins. You owe me, Shouto.”

“What can I do?”

A text message from Kendo stole your attention from the conversation and you quickly pecked Todoroki’s cheek before leaving the classroom. The quick sentence that left your rosy lips left him more agitated than he was ever before.

“Round two in your dorm? I wasn’t exactly done with you just yet.”

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Toshinori with a thick Latina wife who is a barista Headcannon please it can be SFW and NSFW💞 Literally anything i need to know how my honey would be with a feisty mama.

Everyone Heads Up: NSFW CONTENT! I will be tagging future mature works with #izubabesafterdark so if you are uncomfortable or do not wish to engage with such writing please blacklist it or filter it out through Tumblr’s settings. The adult content will begin after the cut! Thank you for the request, darling! Please give feedback as this is my first ever NSFW request and I know it’s in heavy need of improvement. Happy (late) Valentine’s Day! ❤️

SFW

Toshinori once thought that One For All and Izuku Midoriya were the most confidential aspects of his life. In reality, Y/N L/N was the hero’s well guarded secret. 

He met you, the gorgeous Latina woman of his dreams at his favorite café. It was quite embarrassing to him considering he entered in his civilian form, lacking the muscular physique that drove the ladies insane. However, your curves had him staring at you like you were Aphrodite herself.

“Como le puedo ayudar–? May I take your order?” BOOM! Toshinori Yagi has experienced love at first sight.

He was smitten when he first spoke to you, loving the way your accent added a magical expression to your words. He fell in love after tasting the first cup of coffee you brewed for him.

After a couple of constants visit and flirtatious chatter, you nervously asked him on a date. Fast forward to a few years later and you were both happily married

He loved waking up to the scent of your variety of fresh brewed coffee before he headed out for work. “Mi amor, here is your favorite!”

Toshinori loves showing off his wife to his close coworkers and his classes. He gushes every time his students compliment you and ask questions.

“All Might has such an incredible woman as his wife!”

“How did you two meet?”

“Do you speak to each other in Spanish at home?”

“What is she like?”

He thought for a brief moment before answering. “She is my soulmate. A coffeehouse brew master. Her most notorious trait is sassiness. She can be incredibly stubborn at times but i would not have it any other way. I enjoy every single minute we spend together.”

“Yo no soy terca, nomas pienso que mi modo es mejor.” (“I am not stubborn, my way is just better.”)

There stood the iconic Y/N L/N in the doorway of Class 1-A’s classroom. The students went wild, “She’s real!” and Mineta’s outburst of “Her womanly curves are beyond godly! Embrace me–!”

“Claro que si soy real,” you laughed. “Toshinori dear, you forgot your morning coffee at home so I decided to drop it off for you.”

“Estoy desesperadamente enamorado de ti,” he softly declared while placing a kiss onto your cheek. “You and your coffee are the only thing I need to survive in this world.” (“I’m hopelessly in love with you.”)

NSFW

“Cuántas veces te necesito que decir que tienes que tener cuidado! Toshinori, are you listening?” (”How many times do I have to tell you to be careful!”)

You were referring to the recent news update regarding All Might subduing an attempted burglary case. The suspects were heavily armed along with equally dangerous Quirks.

“Ya casi me da un infarto! Te podrían haber hecho daño y imag��nate si te fallaba tu transformación…” (You almost gave me a heart attack! They could have hurt you and just imagine if you hit your transformation limit…)

The way you switch back and forth from Spanish to Japanese as you attempt to lecture him is enchanting. He wanted to pounce on you like a starved animal craving its next meal.

“Forgive me, dear.” He genuinely apologized, wrapping you in warm embrace. “I will make it up to you. I can absolutely promise that.”

You glanced at your husband, “How exactly are you– oh!” Toshinori began kissing up on the sides of your neck while gliding his hands across your hips.

“I seriously do not know what has me so riled up today…” he explained as he you sighed with content while tugging on the hem of your shirt. “May I?”

“Ya sabes la respuesta, querido.” You mused in content while a chuckle left your plump lips. An article of clothing left your body with each word you spoke. “I added a special ingredient to today’s brew, guess what it is?”

“I… I don’t know.” Toshinori’s urge to ravish you with every fiber of his being was rising to painful levels. The grip on your hips was tightening with a lack of patience. He absolutely need to touch your bare skin and make love to you until dawn.

“Honey,” you whimpered out as he began to tug on your sensitive buds. “A natural aphrodisiac. It works perfectly– ah!”

He was absolutely thrilled to be pleasing you to unbelievable lengths but the best was yet to come. Fast forward to a solid twenty minutes later and both of you were a panting, writhing mess.

“Dime princesa,” he stated in a seductive tone. “Do you want me or my fingers?”

A few seconds later you answered “Both, for the love of god please just do something! I need you inside of me now.”

A passionate and obedient lover, Toshinori Yagi, did exactly as he was told. Your ecstatic moans filled the air while your nails clawed at his back as he sucked on the sensitive areas of your neck. “Oh god, I… mm!”

“Happy Valentines Day, Y/N.”

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Hewwo! What would a poly relationship with Kirishima and Kaminari entail? SFW and NSFW if possible!

Hi darling, I’ve never written about poly relationships so I hope everything’s good! Please let me know if I made any mistakes. 🥰

PSA: I��m in the middle of the worst snowstorm right now, but I hope everyone else’s day/night is going so much better! 🥺

SFW

Currently, Kaminari and Kirishima had you cornered outside of the dorms. Both of them were apparently dying to ask you a burning question.

If they could quit arguing…

“I’m manlier than him,” Kirishima said, hoping to win your vote. “I’ll treat you so much better!”

Kaminari fells to his knees, wrapping his arms around your legs. “I’ll kiss the ground you walk on, please choose me!”

You were clearly confused about what the hell they were going on about, “Hey, uhm. What’s the issue?”

“PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME, Y/N!”

Kaminari pushed Kirishima away, “Hey man, quit it! She’ll give us an answer later.”

“I really like both of you, I do.” You sighed, worried to voice your next suggestion. “Would you guys like to be in a poly relationship?”

“A polyamorous relationship?” Kirishima replied, unsure about what to say about the situation. “I definitely want to try and make it work.”

“Does that mean I have to kiss Kiri?”

“No,” you reassured, slightly amused with his question. “Unless you both want to? I’m not bothered.”

“Yeah no,” Kirishima quickly shut the suggestion down, “I just want to be by your side.”

“So we both get to date you?” Kaminari asked, jumping into your arms as he saw your head nod. “Yes!”

If anyone has anything rude to say about your relationship, your boyfriends will make sure they end up missing, for good.

Sorry not sorry.

These two can never give you a second of peace. Kaminari requires love and affection 24/7. Kirishima is more reluctant on PDA and is more focused on going on little dates with you.

Denki lowkey gets jealous when you go on a date with with Eijirou but he understands it’s part of the dynamic.

If there’s ever anything that bothers you or any of your boyfriends, you always communicate with each other!

GROUP DATES. GROUP DATES. GROUP DATES. GROUP DATES. GROUP DATES.

Both of them will spoil you senseless.

Fancy dinner? You got it, baby. Amusement park? Say no more. Movie night? Let’s go!

You all have sleepovers in each other’s dorm rooms, Kirishima and Kaminari warm cuddles are to die for!

NSFW / / #izubabesafterdark

Both of them love getting intimate with you but would rather have alone time separately.

Your pleasure is always their #1 priority.

Makeout sessions with Denki are such a fun time, he’s handsy and loves to leave marks all over your chest.

Denki is so easy to tease, you can get him riled up in a matter of seconds. Kiss his neck, leave some hickies, whisper in his ear, he’ll get HARD.

He will not let you breathe, you literally have to physically push him away to get air. He doesn’t mean to! He just gets carried away.

“Denki,” you moaned, tugging on the roots of his roots of his hair. He bit down right onto your sweet spot, leaving you completely breathless. “H-Hold on, please!”

Eijirou does the teasing when he’s with you, he’ll let you be in control for a little while but once he’s horny…it’s over, darling.

“Y/N,” Eijirou’s hips bucked against your core, arms wrapped around your waist. “You know I’m sensitive.”

“I know,” you smirked, roughly grinding down on his raging hard on, “but I love watching you get flustered.”

He can’t take it anymore, he’ll pin you down to the mattress and watch as the confidence fades from your eyes.

“Who’s flustered now?”

HOWEVER!

When they both want to have sex with you, you’re going to be in absolute heaven.

Kaminari is definitely into Quirk Play. Kirishima, not so much.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Denki smirked, grinding his hips against your back. He pressed hot kisses into the shell of your ear. “Afraid you can’t handle both of us?”

Eijirou’s rough hands rest on your bare hips but slowly dip down into your shorts, fingers gently rubbing at your aching core. “We’ll make sure it fits, darling.

“P-Please…” You whined, begging for them to just strip you down and get on with it. “Stop teasing, just fuck me!”

“Ah, ah, ah,” Denki scolded, shocking your hardened nipples with his fingertips. “Be patient, baby. We’ll take care of you.”

“I wonder,” Eijirou leaned in, lips ghosting over yours. “Which one us can get you to cum first?”

GET READY TO GET RAILED.

Waking up to these two sleepyheads in the morning is the best feeling in the world. Warm bodies at each side, protectively embracing you.

“Mornin’ sunshine, how’d you sleep?”