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[janshu]

OOOH GOT CAUGHT!

DEKU YOU UNSNEAKY BASTARD

I’m not sure if you’re taking requests now or not but I wanted to say it before I forgot. Can you do a Midoriya X Reader smut where they go to the bathroom to fuck and Ochaco was just there the entire time?

His Euphoria

Greetings all, it’s been a while and I’m sorry. I’ve had a hell of a few months and went out to California for the first time. I kinda found some inspiration while out there and was able to find myself again instead of drowning myself in depression. So! What’s better than going a return smut?! Enjoy~💕

- 18+ Smut! (Exhibition, Angst Ending!) -

Taglist: @miriobaby, @janshu, @namjoonswifeyy .

Your body slammed against the wooden stalls of the bathroom while you struggled to even catch your breath. Izuku Midoriya kept latching his lips against your lips while he pulled you in at each chance he had, he couldn’t resist anymore.

His gloves collided with the floor of the public bathroom as he snapped the lock closed and rushed to you, lifting you up and sitting you on the cold bathroom counter inside the brand new headquarters. His fingers dug into your silk button up shirt before he snatched it apart, his lips attacking your neck. His teeth softly bit against your soft skin, making you nearly moan out in satisfaction. You kicked your heels off and opened your legs for him to pull you closer.

“God, I need you so badly…” He confessed against your skin as if it was a sin to be. He was always like this when it came to your job, he loved your work and what you were capable of. Damn you for having such an irresistible body that makes him nearly foam at the mouth. From how you had your beautiful hair in the highest and perfect bun to insinuate your face to the way those heels made your ass rounder. Skirts, button ups and more, he loved it. He needed it. He craved it.

You moaned out, watching your leg being lifted as he snatched your stockings open for him. Your black lace bra was barely on with your right breasts exposed before he dove in for more of your desired lips. The pretty nude smearing over his lips as his bulge pressed against your matching panties. “Put it in.” You whispered underneath your breath as his arm slipped underneath your leg and snatched you closer to him.

This time when you two pressed close, he finally slid inside you. Your toes curled as a moan escape from your mouth before you slapped your hand over your mouth. You had enough respect for anyone who could possibly come onto the bathroom at anytime, especially since you and him were still a secret to the media, which added more fuel to the fire. Izuku was the number one hero, someone who’s taken serious as if he was the president of the United States, he wasn’t a game. You can’t toy with the number one.

His thrusts were just as desperate as he was, slamming inside you with passion and strength. He didn’t want to hurt you but he was harder than he could’ve ever been. He was rock hard and couldn’t get it down. His other hand soon swooped underneath your other leg and lifted you up, carrying you over to a small seat in the corner. He sat down as he leaned back, letting your hips do some work.

He leaned back as his wrists gripped your hips, nearly letting out a moan as the sensation was beyond words. You could always ride him perfectly, you were always tight, bounced just right and the echoing slapping of your cheeks on this thighs was a song he wished to hear every time. You moved like a professional on him as he grunted out. “Baby doll, fuck…you’re so fucking good, I-“

You placed your finger over his hips, biting your lips while you leaned close to him. “Shhh, Lemme take care of you baby~” you whispered, making him melt at your words and he did as such. You silenced him by placing your plump lips over his, closing both of your eyes while the passion between you two was freed from the bottle you two had…guessing why you two didn’t hear a door creek open.

“I-I-I’m gonna cum~Cum with me, Cum for me, Baby Doll.” Izuku begged while you moaned out, leaning back while his right hand held your back up while his lips sucked and latched around your exposed breasts, bouncing you as hard as he could while he throbbed inside you.

Your hands slipped into his hair and gripped it tightly while the climax overflowed your mind and body. You were on cloud nine, that knot was straining while you refused to moan out, hoping no one would hear you…well. Until he found that spot, the secretly cocky broccoli knew when he had it because your muscles would tighten and your body was shake a bit. He pulled away and your noses touched, you panted harshly against his lips while your moans finally slipped out. His green eyes stared into yours before the knot snapped, climaxing without a single warning while he filled you with his seed. Your body relaxed while your clothes seemed to stick to your skin, his hero costume at his ankles as the two of you embraced one another.

“……Deku?..” A voice whispered with such a heartbreaking voice as you turned your head and froze. You nearly became pale while staring at Ochako. Your heart fell to your feet…while the both of you forgot one key thing to your relationship. You were a secret because..

He was still with her.

[janshu]

OH

OH MY GID

This?

THIS IS A MASTERPIECE!

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; Dabi x Fem!Reader

𝐀𝐔; LOV Villain Reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 3012 words

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠; NSFW, daddy kink, light bondage, asphyxiation, oral: both recieving, face fucking, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, overstimulation, creampie, degradation, dumbification, a single slap, knife play, mentions and descriptions of blood, breeding kink, one mention of pregnancy. Reader has a regeneration quirk.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞; Daddy — Ramsey

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; He's everything you want but not what you need. He's hungry and forceful, everything about him is powerful and stronger than you. So, you submit. You give him everything and get nothing in return, and yet, you love him. Why? He's possessive and toxic, not that you aren't any better but you're not the one fucking everything with a hole and two legs.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞; Lmao okay so, this is a repost but a better version. This was actually my first ever "smut" here and I thought it was oh so dark because of the blood and slapping blah blah but it's more than that. Anyways, I finally took the initiative and finished what I couldn't months ago and rushed in posting. I kinda just randomgly tagged people I thought would like this so if you don't wanna be tagged in my stuff or wanna be removed from this, please let me know. It won't hurt my feelings all that bad I promise, some people just don't like certain things. Please like, comment, and reblog!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 | 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐖𝐈𝐏 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰

He wouldn’t stop until you were a trembling, crying mess beneath him, lapping at your tears and commenting about how weak you were for him. He always did this, working you over with his fingers until you were on the line of desperation, begging and sobbing for daddy’s dick, how you need him so fucking badly it hurts. He especially loves it when he’s between your thighs and his pierced tongue is drawing circles over your bundle of nerves, pulling every broken moan from your lips as his fingers thrust in and out of your aching cunt. You’ve already come once, but he would never be done with you. There were times you were sure he was bored of you, finished with your little games and ready to toss you aside, only for him to surprise you with his dick in your mouth and a hand in your hair. Your heart sang symphonies whenever he would praise you but once the act was finished they were nothing but empty words.

⠀⠀𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓

⠀⠀ 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏

⠀⠀ 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘

⠀⠀ 𝑶𝒉 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘

His mouth is rough but sweet, tasting of smoke, and his skin smells the same. He's warm, a fiery inferno of blue heat, his hands finding your face and holding you in place as he devours your mouth, your own fingers fiddling desperately at his belt and the button of his jeans. You can feel him smirk into your kiss, his hands sliding down your arms to rest on your biceps and he walks you back to the wall, pushing you up against it roughly. You're his, you're his everything, the fuel to his flame. As long as you belonged to him, his fire would never extinguish.

There's an odd trust between the two of you, you weren't actually dating but you wouldn't call each other friends either. However, you knew where and who you belonged to, he always made sure of it. He could fuck any bitch he wants, but you? You were his. He'd kill the motherfucker who tried to touch you. You could protect yourself, but he was never happy about it. He wanted to be the one to slit a man's throat if he so much as looked at you the wrong way or said something you hated; but seeing you covered in a man's blood always does something to him. He shivers at the sight of you and the next thing both of you know he's fucking you anywhere he can; against a wall, behind a tree, into a bed, or anywhere easily accessible.

He moved your hands above your head holding them together with his larger one as his other moved to your throat, his mouth still on yours. Pulling back only to drag a series of sloppy kisses down to your neck and back up to your ear, he growls," Get on your fucking knees, I wanna feel that mouth." You can only muster a whisper of 'yes daddy' before slipping from his grip and lowering yourself to your knees between him and the wall.

⠀⠀ 𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒘

⠀⠀ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝑰 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏

⠀⠀ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘

⠀⠀ (𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘)

Your hands are on your thighs as you watch him pull his cock free, opening your mouth like a good girl as he guides it between your lips. You stick out your tongue, running it along the vein on the underside as he groans, using his hips to push further into your mouth. He loves listening to you gag and watch you choke on him, feeling the vibrations of your coughs is one of the best feelings in the world, in his opinion. The blue-eyed devil looked down at you with a starved glint in his gaze, a flame lit in them just for you. Gently you begin to bob your head, pushing forward until your drool is coving his cock and you're choking and gagging to the point of almost puking before pulling back, saliva dripping so deliciously down your chin as you look up at him teary eyed.

"Love my cock, slut?" He growls, hand grasping your hair tightly as you nod in response. "Show me. Show daddy how much you love his cock." He pushed further into your mouth, the tip of his dick meeting your throat with each bob of your head. "Fuck yeah, just like that—" he moved his other hand to your hair, thrusting forward quickly and as rough as he can manage without hurting you too much. You can barely breathe, your eyes blurring as tears roll down your cheeks from the pain, but you love it. You love feeling him close to you, close to cumming in your throat. You wish to the ends of the earth that he would be yours and only yours, but Dabi wasn't that kind of man.

He pulls out before he can finish and you cough up your lungs, drool pooling from your mouth as well as his precum mixed into it. "Bed, now." He barks, moving and pointing toward the bed behind him. It's a mess from the night before but you don't give a shit. You move to get to your feet but he clicks his tongue, and so you crawl toward it. Climbing into the bed on all fours you move to lie on your back against the pillows. You watch as he pulls off his over shirt and the one underneath, his scarred and toned torso coming into your view. You squirmed where you are, rubbing your thighs together at the sight of him. He kicked off his shoes and removed his pants the rest of the way, moving to crawl over to you. His hands find your bottoms, tugging them down along with your underwear, pulling off your socks too. You're left in your shirt and bra but he doesn't care.

⠀⠀ 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀ 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀ 𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀ 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌

⠀⠀ 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀ 𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀ 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀ 𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

Leaning down to press his lips to your neck his hands push your shirt up and slip underneath your bra, his fingers warming up enough that as he pinches and rolls your nipples between his thumb and forefinger until you're a moaning mess under him. "Daddy—" you whine, trying to lift your legs around him but he growls against you, his teeth coming down on a tender part of your shoulder causing you to cry out in pain. He loved the sound of your cries, making him bite down harder. "You're hurting me!—" he lets up just lightly, only to bite down even harder until he tastes blood. You hit his shoulder as you cry, his hands flying to grab your wrists.

"Shut the fuck up slut, you know you like it." He drags his tongue over the wound as your skin knits back together strand by strand. It was true, you liked it. Dabi flips the two of you over so you're on top of him, your hands moving to splay out on his chest. "You're gonna ride." You nodded, lifting your body enough for him to line himself up before you lowered yourself, sucking in a deep breath at the feeling of his cock getting buried in your cunt. He kisses your cervix and you moan as he does, relieved that he finally bottomed out.

You roll your hips before moving into a crouching position, careful not to let him slip out. Hands on your knees you begin to lift yourself and drop back down slowly, carefully peeling your shirt off and tearing off your bra so the two of you are now naked. "Like this, daddy?" You hum, bouncing a bit faster on his cock, leaning forward to put your hands on his chest for balance. He nods and bares his teeth, hands coming up to your hips to steady you.

⠀⠀ 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏' 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔

⠀⠀ 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑

⠀⠀ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏

⠀⠀ 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒖𝒑

⠀⠀ 𝑲𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒖𝒑, 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒖��

⠀⠀ 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚

⠀⠀ 𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏' 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

⠀⠀ 𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 (𝒐𝒉)

⠀⠀ 𝑮𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 (𝒐𝒉, 𝒐𝒉), 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 (𝒐𝒉, 𝒐𝒉, 𝒐𝒉)

You ride him until the two of you are close but it's clear Dabi has other ideas when he flips the two of you again, lips capturing yours as his hands guide yours to the bed posts where the ropes already wait for you. He's careful in tying you up, creating slip knots that if you tug on them a certain way they'll come undone. Before he can pull away from the kiss you bite down on his tongue, making him rip himself back and yell, the back of his hand coming down across your cheek. "Fucking cheeky whore," he chuckles and you laugh despite the sting," keep that shit up and I'll stop and leave you here." You didn't believe him.

Reaching over to the bedside table he opens a drawer and pulls out a vibrator and a switchblade, lifting them for you to see completely. "Please don't—" Please yes— you whimper and squirm, eyes glancing toward his cock to see it practically jump. This excited him and you knew it, and despite the pain it caused you let him do what he wanted because you could heal. No other girl could do this for him.

"Be a good girl for daddy." He turns on the vibrator and slips it between your legs, running it along the inside of your thighs. Your mews and gasps are music to his ears, your hips lifting and rotating, trying to get your sopping cunt as close as possible to the vibrations that pulsed through your thighs. He smirked, moving it to lightly trail over your folds before pulling it back away from you. The knife came down to the skin of your thigh right after and with one clean slash blood pooled over your flesh as you screamed, the scarred man watching as it stitched back together all on its own. He cut your other thigh in the same place, relishing in your screams, loving the view of the blood covering your skin and the wounds stitching themselves back together.

⠀⠀ 𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒘

⠀⠀𝑺𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒐𝒖𝒕

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘

He sliced up your stomach, not too deep but deep enough to bleed, continuing further up and across to your arms. You were the most beautiful to him when covered in a deep crimson, his hand tossing away the blade before it came down to drag his fingers through your blood, the vibrator finally coming down upon your throbbing cunt. You sobbed, begging for more and rolling your hips.

"Daddy, please— need you, need your cock—" he growled in response, rubbing the vibrator in circles around your clit and making you shudder and whine. Three words sat on the tip of your tongue, begging to be said. You wanted so badly for him to feel the same, but alas Dabi wasn't that kind of man, he wasn't the lover type. "I-I—" you groaned, back arching as your eyes rolled,“ lo—"

"I know you do, I know." He knew, of course he did. You loved him. You really, truly did. You loved him despite his possessiveness, despite the pain, despite the heartache of seeing him bed another girl in this very room. You loved him, even though it killed you to do so. You loved him for all the dark, vile shit he's ever done and the kindness he's also shown not only to you but others of the league, even if it's in his own fucked up way. The good, the bad, and the ugly, you loved it all. You were there when he was in so much pain because of his burns that he couldn't move, you were there when he was numb from head to toe from over using his blue flames. Through it all you were there.

⠀⠀𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 (𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕)

⠀⠀𝑰 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕

No one could do the things he wanted and needed like you could. You were the bitch and he the master; you barked when told, sat and stayed when ordered, and killed when unleashed. You were loyal to a man who wasn't loyal to you, and the pain was bitter sweet. He leaned over you, lips pressing to yours as he set the vibrator aside and replaced it with his fingers, thumb stroking your swollen little bud and beckoning every sound from you and into his mouth as if he were a siren, stealing your voice through the sweetness of his tongue. He was intoxicating, sickeningly sweet, someone you couldn't live without but would die the more you tasted him, he was poison and the cure all in one. Touya swallowed every noise you made and you knew the more he consumed the more ravenous he'd be.

He wouldn’t stop until you were a trembling, crying mess beneath him, lapping at your tears and commenting about how weak you were for him. He always did this, working you over with his fingers until you were on the line of desperation, begging and sobbing for daddy’s dick, how you need him so fucking badly it hurts. He especially loves it when he’s between your thighs and his pierced tongue is drawing circles over your bundle of nerves, pulling every broken moan from your lips as his fingers thrust in and out of your aching cunt. You’ve already come once, but he would never be done with you. There were times you were sure he was bored of you, finished with your little games and ready to toss you aside, only for him to surprise you with his dick in your mouth and a hand in your hair. Your heart sang symphonies whenever he would praise you but once the act was finished they were nothing but empty words.

You wished that here and now it would change, that he would love you. Perhaps he did, but never said it to protect himself. His version of affection was always sex, fucking you until nothing other than daddy fell from your tongue. Daddy please, Daddy more, Daddy harder一 He often made you too fucking stupid to think, making you babble and whine and so fucking needy. You were barely even able to keep your eyes open because he feels so damn good, almost heavenly despite being the devil himself. The devil was once an angel, wasn’t he? So was Touya, before he became Dabi. Although you were nothing but a doll for him, he told you the most vulnerable parts of himself and swore you to secrecy. If he didn’t love you, he wouldn’t have done it, right?

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚, 𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

He moves on up your body, leaving searing kisses and indents from his teeth on your skin. Squirming where you laid you whimpered and moaned, watching as his blue gaze flickered up to meet yours as his tongue slowly dragged over one of your nipples as his other hand fondled your other breast, pinching and pulling your bud between his fingers. “Good girl,” his voice was a faint whisper, a low rumble of words that sent heat and blood straight to your glistening core. You look at him through your lashes and you swear you see a faint smile on his lips, watching as he shifted between your legs and reached down. A gasp escapes your throat when you feel him drag himself between your folds, rubbing the head of his dick against your engorged clit. Your hole clenches around nothing, begging for him to fill you up as your hips raise in an attempt to tell him please.

When he finally does fill you, he isn’t gentle. He thrusts in, sinking further into the depths of you as you cry over his size. He’s always had a big dick, and he knew it too. Your hands grasped at the air and your wrists tugged on the ropes, tears slipping from their threshold and cascading down your cheeks. He loved making you cry, he loved seeing the sweet expressions of pain and pleasure painted on your face. He loved doing these things to you, but he never loved you. You never held hands, never kissed outside of this room or wherever he decided to fuck you. It was only ever teeth gnashing, lips bruising, biting tongues and grabbing, pushing, pulling.

“F-Fuck!” You sob, struggling to catch your breath as he thrusts, his larger hands grabbing your thighs and moving your legs up until he is able to push your knees closer to your shoulders. He shifted his form, getting a better angle to abuse that sweet spot inside you, hitting it over and over again until you’re screaming for more. He laughs, grunting and groaning as his eyes grow wild with lust. That’s right, you were his little fuck toy, his pussy pocket, a doll he could bend at his will. “Daddy please一”

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚, 𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

⠀⠀𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚

“What? Want me to s-stop? Don’t think so sweetheart, take it, take it all.” He grunts, raspy voice rolling thunder to your ears,” I wanna hear you scream my fucking name.” You cry out his name as you cream around his cock, mouth falling open and your body shudders. He doesn’t slow, he doesn’t stop, he wouldn’t until he filled you to the brim with his cum only to fuck it back inside of you with his fingers like he always does. You asked him once what he would do if he had gotten you pregnant, all he did was laugh. You didn’t know if that meant something good or not, but either way you’d be his forever. Every thrust brings you closer and closer to your third orgasm and you feel like a dam that’s going to burst. He shoved your knees closer to your face and bared his teeth, snarling as he picked up his pace and slammed deeper into you, beating against your cervix ruthlessly.

You knew he was chasing his own high, not caring if you came again or not. He was always rougher with you when he was close, looking at you with a furious need to breed your cunt. Perhaps that was what he wanted, or he at least entertained the idea. You just wished he’d look at you as more than his property, his little bitch. You wanted to be more, begging him to see you for your worth. “Daddy, daddy please一 s’too much, too much一!” His hand moved around your throat just under your jaw as he let go of one of your legs, continuing his rough rhythm and he squeezed.

You cunt clenched around him and he faltered in his movement as hot ropes of cum paint your insides, it seems endless as he slows and keeps thrusting, fucking his seed deep into you with a satisfied grin. “You like that bitch? You like when I cum inside you?” Touya let go of your throat as you nodded, his throat rumbling with a groan as you coughed and clenched around him more.

He pulled out his softening cock, hands on your knees and keeping your legs spread. He watched as his cum slowly leaked from your cunt, licking his lips as he moved a hand to gather the cum in his fingers and shove it back inside you. You mewed, breathing ragged and nude body shivering against the cold of the room. You needed his warmth, you needed him. You wanted him to look at you and sing praises, to tell you how good you’ve been and how much he adores you just as you do him.

But Touya Todoroki wasn’t that kind of man, he wasn’t a lover. He’d rather see you cry like a whore with his cock down your throat.

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆

⠀⠀𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆

⠀⠀ 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝; 07/03/2021 | 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝; 07/09/2021

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