#monoma x reader smut

[my-mental-stability-is-destroyed]

I read this all and I was not disappointed

Yandere Monoma x Reader (smut)

Summary: I’m ashamed of this lmfao. No body asked for this I’m simply posting it. You’re in your senior year, you have a special kink that only Monoma can fulfill. I didn’t proof read lmfao. An absolute mess Let’s gooo.

Warnings: Smut, squirting, kinda intense sex, boundary pushing, but consensual.

You didn’t know monoma well, you remember he was kind of weird about your class, he honestly seemed kind of nuts. You found him attractive, but you felt that way about most of your school mates. But weirdly enough, he had a particular vibe that fit a specific kink you had. You, were a woman of unique appetites. An appetite for men who are bat shit insane.

One afternoon, both of your classes had spent the final year of school’s New Years eve together, you watched as a certain blonde boy with grey eyes monologued about your classes being inferior to his, amused and slightly put off by his demeanor, before he’s swiftly chopped by class B’s rep.

As your eyes are focused on him, behind you are mumbles from your classmates.

“Their class rep is always tending to monoma, are they dating?”

“Nah That guy is insane, I can’t imagine him being in a relationship,”

You nodded in agreement, you couldn’t imagine him in a committed relationship either. But you could imagine him fucking you into your head board, rocking it against the wall as he bottomed out inside of you, disgusting noises filling the roo- “are you okay, y/n?” Yaoyarozu asked, snapping you out of your daydream. You gasp in surprise, ripping your gaze away from monoma, mid lip bite to look at your friend. “What? Yeah,” you assure her. “You sure?” She seems genuinely concerned, completely unaware of what you were doing.

You nod your head quickly, clearing your throat and coming back to reality.

Later that night you make your way to monoma’s room, you breathe in slowly before knocking as quietly as you could do you wouldn’t alert his dorm mates. A short time passes and your heart races. Was this stupid? What if he thinks you’re creepy for what you’re going to ask him? But before you can turn and press the undo button, Monoma opens the door. He’s wearing a black hoodie and sweat pants, he has an earbud in and you can see behind him his desk light on with text books and notes.

He seems surprised to see you standing in his doorway, unsure of what you could want. “Y/n?” He asks. “Monoma,” you say, nervousness catching in your throat.

He blinks, waiting for you to respond.

You breathe a sigh harshly out, and caress your wrist to comfort yourself. “This is kind of embarrassing but we’re both adults here...” your question trailed off and he raised an eyebrow.

You gulp and continue. “ you have a...vibe... that I find... hot,” you stop and search through his eyes for consent to continue. He smirks, wide, uncrossing his arms and holding his hands on both sides of the door frames, his arms feel like wings cornering you.

You nervously smile. “I was wondering if you’d be interested in some... friendly... coitus...” you chuckle, knowing that was a weird way to ask that question.

Monoma’s smirk transforms from a narcissistic shit eating grin to a devious, snickering sneer. His eyes darken as he reaches his hand out and time seems to slow. For a moment you’re not sure what he’ll do, as he reaches a finger out to touch your skin, goosebumps erupt in you. He lifts your chin with a single finger, gently. You swallow hard and he forces you to make eye contact with him. Monoma leans in close and whispers “I’m flattered, lamb” he mingles the hand that was holding you chin up to your jaw, the hand that was cradling you in makes its way to your waist.

He guides you back to the wall across from his open door in the hallway of the dorms. Monoma pushes you up the wall to wrap your legs around his waist. He kisses you deeply, eagerly shoving his tongue into your mouth. He wraps a hand around your throat and squeezes lightly, coaxing a moan out of you which vibrates into his mouth.

This must’ve pleased Monoma because he groans and pulls out of the kiss. He takes a moment to look you up and down, which allows you a second to breathe. You look up at him with big doe like eyes, asking for mercy, but craving for him to continue. You look down at your clothes which are, by now, wrinkled and messy, but before you could attempt to fix them, Monoma grabs your wrist and brings you into his room.

He guides you to the bed and gestures for you to lay down. You lay awkwardly, unsure of where to put your arms, you settle with resting them over your stomach, insecure of how you might look from this angle. You look up at him, nervously, biting your lip as if to plead for him to go faster in order for you to no longer feel so uncomfortable. He smirks at your nervousness, seeming to enjoy it. He stands tall above you, gently caressing your skin. “You’re a beauty, aren’t you? I’ve noticed you too, you know. You look so delicious in your Hero’s outfit,” he licks his lips as he slowly and gently unbuttons your shirt.

“I wanna hear what it is about me that drew your gaze,” His voice is a low rumble as he lowers himself on top of you. Monoma begins to kiss up your jawline and you begin to notice that he smells of burgundy and leather. “Go on,” he coos, biting your ear gently.

‘God this is so embarrassing’ you think, covering your mouth with your hand. Muffled, you answer “R-respectfully, your whole villian-esque manic thing, is sexy to me.... I want you to be like that... in bed,” you cover your whole face when you finish that sentence. You feel him smile against your neck, and then he gives a little nibble. “That can be arranged, Lamb,” he snickers, guiding his fingers from your jawline, down your throat, over your breasts, lifting up your skirt, and gently caresses your lower region, making you shudder.

Neito lightly traces the outside of your panties, carefully watching the quickness of your chest raising and lowering. He nudges open your thighs, wider, displaying your groin in full view. He bites his lip and shoots you a look, clearly enjoying your submission to him. You cover your face again, nervously.

He makes direct eye contact with you as he enters a digit into your heat. Monoma moans as his fingers are sucked in by your body. “Oh wow, lamb,” he grins “I’m addicted immediately, you feel so warm and wet, your pussy muscles are constricting around me I feel like my fingers being eaten,” He laughs. “Monoma! That’s obscene!” You slap his shoulder playfully, covering your face with your free hand. He smiles sweetly and kisses your cheek “no no y/n, it’s not! Here, listen,” he begins to fuck you with his fingers, creating wet, squishing and slapping noises and you begin to realize you’re going to release liquid everywhere if he keeps this up. “M-mo-“ you moan out, push on his chest in protest.

He moans. “Yes, lamb, go ahead, scream my name,” he thrusts his finger faster, curling up in a circular motion, hitting your spot just right that you raise your hips up. “Monoma-wait!” He was moving so fast, at an inhuman speed, it was too much for you to handle, and before you could stop yourself, Monoma removes his hand and you squirt all over his bed.

Appalled, you gasp, and slam your thighs together. “I-I’m so sorry,” you’re mortified, but monoma’s already licking his hand and finger, moaning as he does. “Monoma...” you protest, rubbing your thighs together, unable to hide how wet you are from this treatment.

You look down and notice Monoma palming his thick, throbbing erection through his sweatpants. You moan in anticipation. He pulls his sweatpants down and his cock springs up, it’s longer than it is thick, and veiny. He leans down and kisses you, deeply before pushing his cock into your cunt. You grip his hoodie as a stress ball as Monoma pushes his cock balls deep into you and stops. “Ahh!” You squeal, “Mo-m—ah!” He sighs into your ear, “good girl, y/n, this pussy of yours is like a drug to me I just can’t help myself, lamb,” he begins to slowly thrust in and out, and he moans loudly, sitting straight up, holding your legs open.

He starts thrusting faster, and faster; Monoma above you blubbering rapidly, pounding your pussy like he wasn’t human.

The feeling was unreal, his huge cock stretching your pussy with every thrust in, and providing sweet pleasure on every pull out. He’s above you, those maniacal, crazed eyes, smiling with that famous, unstable grin.

“Y/n, your cunt is squelching on my dick, you’re so wet, Y/N, I suppose it’s only natural,” he’s like a tower above you while fucking into your slit, his hands on your knees, securing that his prey can’t deny him his meal.

He leans down suddenly, licking up your neck to your ear, sending chills up your spine. You gasp and he whispers “because you want me, don’t you, y/n? You’ve wanted me for so long haven’t you? Admit it, y/n, you’ve watched me for years. You’ve fucked this pussy—“ he slows down and fucks you slower, the sound of skip slapping and juices gushing louder than you were comfortable with. “—while thinking about ol’ neito, don’t you? And now that you’ve got my cock in you, you’re high on ecstasy,” You’re shocked by his vulgarness, something about the way he curses is more offensive than if anyone else were to, and the dirty things, ten fold. “Monoma!” You protest, this was psychologically over stimulating, but that only turned you on more. He gently grips your chin, encouraging you to open your mouth, you oblige apprehensively. Monoma spits in your mouth, and you realize, he’s right, you are high on his cock, because you’re so horny that you moan, and swallow it.

“Good girl,” he smirks wide, fucking you harder as a reward. You feel yourself growing closer to your peak, you moan “monoma... monoma,” he laughs hysterically. “That’s it, my lamb, submit, submit to your true self. It’s only natural, it’s apart of our human nature, let out your hedonistic side for me, y/n,” he monologues, raising his arms up manically, going full villain, just like you asked.

You’re growing closer and closer as he pounds into you, when he reaches down and puts his fingers into your mouth. As you suck the salt off his digits, moaning wildly, you reach your release, squirting all over his dick. “Neito!” you give a muffled scream as he quickly covers your mouth to keep the rest of the dorm from hearing anymore than they already had.

You’re over stimulated from cumming, and monoma begins fucking you harder and faster, chasing his high with vigor. His eyes are completely glazed over, like he’s in a trance right before he comes inside.

After a few moments he plops down next to you. You breathe heavily and smile at him. “Exactly what I wanted, thank you... please let me wash your beddings though,” you run your fingers through his blonde hair.

[bokunoheros]

ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER DAY 7 - begging : neito monoma

warnings : overstim, sex toys, sadistic monoma, monoma calls reader princess, afab reader, reader is in class 1-A, bondage, dorm sex

word count : 850

🐙 note : monoma’s personality is so……. unique

you truly do not know how you got here, in bed with neito monoma of all fucking people. to say you dislike him is an understatement, you simply cannot stand him. his stupidly big ego and ridiculously handsome face was troublesome, and yet, you found yourself always looking his way; he knew this, naturally, and would bring it up whenever you were around just to annoy the ever living shit out of you. oh, how you hated him! he was nothing short of an arrogant and eccentric prick who loved to flaunt his achievements. luckily for you, being in class 1-A gave you an advantage over him, always holding it over his head that you were in the better class with more talented students.

and now here you lie in monoma’s dorm room tied to his bed with a vibrator on your clit and one right up against your g-spot. you squirm and wiggle trying to free yourself from the restraints and torture placed upon your body, monoma sits on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed and a gigantic, stupid grin on his face.

“what’s this about being better than me? i thought you class A students were supposed to have much better stamina! just look at how you’ve fallen from grace!”

the worst part: he was 100% right. you were expected to have better stamina than only being able to take two orgasms and yet here you are whining on the verge of a third, you can’t help the way your body spasms and reacts to his cocky words like a bitch in heat. monoma pities you as you lay on his bed practically crying and unable to do anything about what he’s giving you.

“let—ah fuck!—hnnng, let me—let me go dammit!”

“beg.”

excuse me? beg? did this rat just tell you to beg? what kind of request is that? after tying you up and torturing orgasms out of you he’s making you beg to be released? he’s straight up cruel and just when you thought he couldn’t get any worse.

“you heard me, beg for it.”

as if you would ever! you can’t stand to give him the satisfaction, even if it’s too much. even if your pussy is throbbing and aching, even if you can hardly hold in your mewls and whimpers about how it’s too much. you may not have the stamina to withstand climax after climax but neito monoma has another thing coming if he thinks you aren’t persistent enough to keep yourself from begging.

“i’d rather—haaah! i’d rather die than—fuck, fuck! i’d rather die—ahhh! than give you the sa-satisfaction!”

he almost seems surprised, his eyes widen just the slightest and he wonders what in the world he’ll do with you.

“fine. maybe this will convince you.”

he reaches over and increases the speed on the vibrator. you cry out, throwing your head back and squeezing your eyes shut. oh it hurts, it hurts so bad but it feels so, so good. you squirm even more making monoma laugh, he leans in close to your face and grabs your cheeks with one hand. slamming his lips into yours he reaches up to your tits and tweaks at your nipples with his other hand making you moan into his mouth, he slips his tongue in and explores your mouth as you desperately try to wiggle out of his grasp.

“mmm, come on now princess don’t be like that. just enjoy it won’t you?”

you can hardly think, your brain is overloaded with all the sensations you’re experiencing. from the vibrator to your puffy nipples to monoma’s tongue fighting yours, you almost find yourself begging. but you don’t, you hold on and bite your tongue (metaphorically).

“kill yourself—” your back arches and you thrash against your restraints as you choke out a moan and threat all at once, tears spilling down your flushed cheeks from the overstimulation. “go to hell!”

“now, now—telling someone to kill themselves? that doesn’t sound very heroic to me,” the egotistical blonde laughs out. he was just pushing your buttons at this point, making fun of your poor situation. “now, take back what you just said and beg like i told you to, and then maybe i’ll let you go.”

you glare at him, but your heart isn’t in it. and monoma? he can tell. he hums to himself, getting up from the bed and heading toward the door.

“wait! don’t–! don’t leave me here, please, neito, please—fuck!”

he turns, a smile on his face and an eyebrow raised.

“what was that lovely? i didn't quite hear you.” his voice is sing-songy and mocking

“please, please let me go. i can’t—hnnng— can’t take anymore!” you do your best to sound desperate and you pout, jutting your lips out and trying to give puppy dog eyes.

“there you go, good girl.”

finally, finally monoma let you go. he gently pulls out the vibrator and unties you, rubbing your wrists softly. the switch is surprising, the usual cocky and sarcastic monoma is gone and replacing him was a kind and gentle monoma. perhaps he wasn’t so bad after all.

[skvssjajds]

YALL I READ A RLLY GOOD MONOMA X READER FIC LIKE LAST YEAR OR TWO YEARS BACK I FORGOT AND I NEED HELP FINDING IT PLSPLSPLSPLS 🙏🙏 IT WAS A HARRY POTTER AU AND LONG STORY SHORT, YN "DRUGGED" MONOMA'S BEVERAGE (? or soup i forgot) WITH LOVE POTION AND AFTERWARDS HE GOT ALL POSSESSIVE OF YN I THINK‼️‼️THEN AFTER THAT YN KIND OF REGRETTED THEIR ACTIONS SO THEY TRIED TO GET HIM BACK TO NORMAL (I FORGOT HOW THE PROCESS WENT BUT I KNOW THINGS GOT OUT OF HAND AT SOME POINT AND MR AIZAWA HAD TO STEP IN) 🤕🤕 ANYWAYS AFTER THE WHOLE FIASCO WHEN YN WAS BACK AT THEIR DORM ROOM MONOMA SUDDENLY BROKE IN (??) AND TRIED TO DRUG YN WITH LOVE POTION 🗣️🗣️ THEN PLOT TWIST!!!! SURPRISE SURPRISE!! MONOMA WAS ALREADY IN LOVE WITH YN IN THE FIRST PLACE AND WHEN YN TRIED TO DRUG HIM, HE ALREADY KNEW AND PLAYED ALONG🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

OK BUT ON A SERIOUS NOTE I RLLY MISSED READING THAT FANFIC SO IF ANYONE KNOWS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT PLSPLS SEND ME THE LINK 💔💔

[sugarwarachan]

touchstarved! hc’s - bnha

cw: 18+ mdni. all chars 20+, afab!reader, smut

dabi

hawks

‎shigaraki tomura: pt 1, pt 2

katsuki bakugou

shouto todoroki

eijirou kirishima

denki kaminari

aizawa shouta: pt 1, pt 2

sero hanta

izuku midoriya

hitoshi shinsou

monoma neito

tenya iida

tamaki amajiki

mezo shoji

mr. compress

toshinori yagi

a/n: currently accepting requests for your fave mha boy ♡ﾟ

[skymar13]

“Just the tip?” He says after you’ve rejected his advances all day. You’d pull back from his wanting kisses because you knew what he wanted.

When you finally let him put “just the tip” he couldn’t help but plunge deeply into your spongy walls making your eyes roll back.

“I know what’s good for us, we both needed this.” He’d say balls deep before pulling out and pounding into you once again.

Trust me it’s never just the tip, that’s something you came to realize. He’s a liar.

Denki kaminari, monoma neito, keigo takami, Hitoshi Shinsou, Izuku midoriya, Hizashi Yamada

Aged up!

[mytheoristavenue]

Premature Ejaculation with your Favs!

Summary: You pity your incel classmate and pay his dorm a visit. Little do you know is all it takes is few French kisses to finish him off.

Warnings: college!au, modern!au, incel!character, virgin!character, misogyny, premature ejaculation, degredation, dom!reader, fem dom, sub!character, male sub

"O-Oh, fuck, please no, fuck-!" He hisses, shifting away from you, stiff as a board. "Oh my fucking god, shit, I'm so fucking sorry!"

All you can do is giggle at the wet spot on the front of his sweats and the humiliated crack in his voice. "Did you seriously jizz your pants?" You snort cruelly. "We were barely even making out!"

"D-Don't laugh! Fuck!" He scolds, covering himself as he awkwardly maneuvers off the bed. "Fuck's sake, cut me some slack, I've never done this before!"

"Awe, don't get all pissy!" You snicker, watching him waddle to the bathroom. "It's fine that you're a no pump chump, really! It's cute, actually!"

"I'm so glad you find this amusing," He grumbles, cleaning himself and dropping his sweats, walking out in just boxers and an old t-shirt. "'Cause I sure as hell don't." He ranted while tossing through a hamper to find a clean-ish pair of pants, having to do the sniff test on nearly everything.

"You really should clean your room, ya know? Maybe you'd actually get girls that way." You joke, lounging on his bed. "Girls don't like nasty rooms, dude."

He rolled his eyes, cheeks still pink. "Are you saying I don't get bitches?" He asked, stepping into a pair of pajama pants.

"More or less," You smirk at the irritated scowl he presented. "Also, don't call women bitches if you ever plan on changing that."

"All women are bitches," He says, turning back to you with a cocky grin. "And if I don't get any, why are you in my bed?"

"I felt bad for you, you're like a wet cat." You deadpan, hiding the fact that his last words dripped with more sex appeal than even he intended. "And I like messing with virgins."

"Shut up," He grumbled, the wind taken from his sails. "I don't need your pity, I could pull if I wanted to. Just got better shit to do."

"You mean like edging to hentai while all your friends go out to party?" You sneer, eyes flickering to his computer, pump bottle of lotion sitting beside the monitor so obviously.

"Oh my god, I hate you, is there a point to all this torment?" He finally asks, pacing the room, ready to throw you out.

You smile sweetly, catching his eye. You look so inviting as you lean back in his bed on your palms. "Hey, creep?" You coo and he gulps. He used to hate when you called him that, but now it melts him. He's already crawling over you nervously, shaking like a leaf.

"Y-Yeah?" He asks through quivering lips, hard on painfully obvious. You smirk at his short refractory period.

"Let's try again, yeah? I won't tell anyone you're a minute man if you try and hold out as long as you for me can this time m'kay?"

"O-Okay!"

Mezo Shoji, Katsuki Bakugo, Shihai Kuroiro, Neito Monoma, Mashirao Ojiro, Kosei Tsuburaba, Togaru Kamakiri, Shoto Todoroki, Shota Aizawa, Toya Todoroki, Enji Todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Sanemi Shinazegaua, Obanai Iguro, Giyuu Tomioka, Guytaro Shabana, Inosuke Hashibira, Zenitsu Agatsuma, and whoever else you like!

[skiiyoomin]

Hello, could you do those chats that you do with the MHA Guys?

Maybe one where they propose a gangbang with his friends 🫠 no mlm action. they just want to see her taking on several guys at once. 🥵

with Shoto, Kirishima, Tamaki, Shinso and Monoma! You can add more if you want.

Please and thank you!

ღThey propose a gangbang

ʚCont: SMUT CONTENT, gn! reader, swearing, talks of gangbang

ʚCharacters included: Shoto, Kirishima, Denki, Tamaki, Shinso, Monoma

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[cvnt4him]

sassy deku >>> (big ass forehead)

YK YOU WRONG FOR TALKING AB MY MAN LIKE THAT HES GORGEOUS HIS FOREHEAD IS PERFECT THE WAY IT IS.

N YKW? IM AB TO MAKE A FULL THING TOO. CAN WE TALK AB THE HEAD THING THO??? LIKE HUH LIKE THAT PARAGRAPH IS MIND BLOWING.

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Getting an attitude w sassy men

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M. izuku.

You and izuku never really get into fights so when you randomly got an attitude w him you better believe he got pissed. He's so sweet and nice to you under all circumstances whatsoever, he doesn't want to disrespect you at all but God lately you've just been getting on his nerves. The way you bitch around and yell at him like he exploded the sun.

"are you fucking kidding me izuku? Like are you genuinely insane. I just cannot with you."

You scoff and yell at him with an angry tone.

He rolls his eyes and ignores you, you've really just been so annoying. Like God why can't you simply shut up and suck his cock. Like he's been through so much in his life and this so what he gets in return?

"yeah okay bitch."

"excuse me?!"

"you fucking heard me, you've literally been bitching all day over some shit I had nothing to do with like I just can't. I've saved all of Japan and instead of getting a loving girlfriend to cook and clean for me you're sitting here being a whiney little bitch."

He spat venom with every word that left his beautifully pink tinted lips, his eyes squinted at you with spite. The way he spoke stunned you, you were frozen in shock. You're sweet loving boyfriend who'd never raise his voice at you or even attempt to hurt your feelings,

Tears welled in your eyes as you were blinded by the forming tears, blinking heavily trying to bat away the tears that were starting to become present. Izuku never got angry or even attempted to fight with you, he hated the guilty feeling he'd always feel and not djd you make him feel it.

You made him sleep on the couch for a couple of nights, the main reason he actually stayed on the couch was because he felt he deserved it after what he'd said and how hed spoken to you. Izukus kother would be so disappointed in him. The words that left his mouth were misogynistic and ugly, he wasn't that kind of person, but for some reason you brought out the bad in him.

There was also the good. You knew how to make him laugh, smile, feel oh so good. So why had he been so mean to you lately. He wished he knew.

Izuku came knocking on your shared room door waiting for you to say something, anything. It'd been so long since he'd heard your voice, since you'd spoken to him directly.

"come in."

A soft voice was heard through the wooden door as he practically pushed the door down trying to hurriedly open it to get to you. He gulped out of fear, afraid of what you'd say to him, how you'd feel if you looked at him. He hated himself for what he said, and he wanted to apologize.

You looked at him with sad eyes, you were under the cover hiding your face at first. It felt so good to see your beautiful face after so long. He sighed at your gorgeous features, your lips in a pouty frown and your hair a mess. You looked good no matter what.

"my pretty girl..."

He whispered to you, rushing to your side. He instantly wrapped his arms around your figure as you did the same, he moved the cover on top of the both of you and cuddled you. He buried his face in your neck planting little fast kisses everywhere.

"I'm so sorry.. you've just been so.. difficult lately."

He says into your ear. he feels you tense under his touch before moving back to look at him with a disgusted look. He gave you a confused one, why had you looked like this? He was apologizing!

"are you fucking kidding?"

"wha--"

"I'M being difficult??? If I'm SOO difficult just fucking leave."

Here we go again. He sighed heavily getting rather impatient which izuku was nothing but. You were angering him once again because you're bitching and nagging before he can even get a word out, per usge.

"my god you're such a spoiled little bitch. you never let me speak, always making things about yourself. I came fucking apologize but if you're going to be a fucking cunt I might as well fuck yours."

"are you fucking kidding me izuku?! you-- wait what."

Anyways he bent you over and yanked your underwear and pants off in one go didn't even bother prepping or anything just shoved his semi hard cock inside of you and thrusted into you at an insane pace.

Moral of this story is he didn't stop fucking you until you were a sloppy cum filled mess.

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I. tenya.

Tenya was so full of your shit. You've gotten in trouble in class, kept blowing him off, and then proceeded to ignore his texts.

He was so fed up with you. He needed to talk to you and you were going to hear him out not just as the class president but as your boyfriend.

"what do you want tenya."

"for you to stop acting like a cunt."

"i--- wha-"

"I'm so tired of your shit y/n you've been acting like a cold hearted ice queen towards me all day. I want to be with you but I can't stand being in the same room with someone who doesn't care about me."

"I never said i---"

"yet you're acting like I'm some minor pleb. Y/n I love you more than anything and yet you're standing here treating me like a insignificance to your presence."

He says putting his hands on his hips. God he looked so sassy like that it was actually kind of hot. He saw how a smirk appeared into your face as you looked him up and down and he tensed under your eyesight.

"yeah you're right tenya I've been kind of a dick all day hm, baby? Let me make it up to you yeah?"

You say batting your eyelashes at him walking towards him and rubbing your hands up and down his chest, burying your face in his neck and whispering and fanning your breath over it. He shivered and put his hands on your waist pulling you closer into his chest, he lifted your head closer to his, your lips so close to touching.

He pushed you down on the bed and dusted himself off.

"you've got to do a better job than that if you want me to forgive you.

Fuck, the smirk he gave you while walking out of his room was diabolical. God how did you end up with a sexy boyfriend like this. Yet he's such a pain in the ass too.

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M. neito.

Monoma was an ass sometimes, sure. A sassy diva, yeah, but he was never rude to you. He never made you feel like you were less than perfect, he always gave you what he felt you deserved and always made sure you knew how much you meant to him. He never let his feud with your class fuck with him. Until now.

He's been letting everything your class does get to him, and since you're in class 1A he's been getting rather pissed with you. The way he blew you off and pushed you aside like some petty diva was about your last straw.

You walked all the way to class 1B dorm house and bust through the doors in a fit of rage. You were not going to let anyone stop you from fucking up his world.

The way all of his classmates looked at you like you were crazy, some laughing others just genuinely confused why someone from class 1A was here to begin with.

"where the hell is he."

You say yelling to his classmates as they all pointed to up the stairs where the dorms were. You've been there before, not while everyone was awake. But you've been there before. You knew exactly where his dorm was located.

You stormed up the stairs and quickly made your way to his dorm. Upon arriving you bust down his door with your foot, he screams and hides under his work desk for cover. Once he seen it was you he scoffed and was ready to tell at you before being stopped before anything could even leave his lips.

"are you fucking kidding me?? You've been a dick to me all week for what? Because my class is higher than yours?? get over it. At the end of the day you're in hero courses you'll live. Stop treating me like a nuisance because of some sick twisted vendetta you have with my class!"

He scoffed, getting up from his hiding place with a hand to his chest in an offended manner. There was no way you seriously just spoke to him like this?? Where has this side of you come from?? You've always been so sweet and obedient with him!

He was speechless, not a word left his opened mouth. How could you speak to him like some loser. Like those dorks in your class!!

"nothing to say?"

You ask with your hands on your hips. He was sassy, but you knew how to play sassy as well. He crossed his arms and looked away from you. Not daring to utter a word. You kind of liked this side of him, the side that didn't talk back to you. It suited him. A pretty face with such pretty lips need to be shut sometimes. He looks better when he sits there and looks pretty.

You smirk and push him down onto his bed, he lets out a sound as you crawl on top of his lap and put both of your hands on his chest.

"my pretty boy.~"

He was a flushed mess, he opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish, he was stunned that you'd just done this to him. He was always the one to take the lead and initiate things!! He hated how much he didn't mind you being on top.

...........................................

B. katsuki.

Katsuki Bakugou, the world's sassiest man. The way he walks with a sway to his hips, the way he stands, the way he just exists unapologetically is enviable to all. Some envied his tiny snatched waist while others envied the fire behind his eyes. He loved being a hero but he loved his girlfriend more.

He loved you so much, so dearly he had no problem with admitting it either. However he hated, absolutely despised when you caught an attitude with him like he doesn't treat you like a queen.

He was absolutely appalled when you started bitching and yelling at him, waving your arms about and threatening to slap the fuck out of him. He scoffed with wide eyes and a smile like he was daring you to. He wasn't afraid to hit you back by all means, however he loved you too much to bring you into harms way in any kind. So he wouldn't actually hit you but throwing you against things, oh yeah that was an option.

"like honestly katsuki could you be more stupid?"

"bitch? Me, stupid? Hah! You're hilarious! Actually, you deserve an award for your humor honestly, how do you do it."

He jokes slapping his knee with an angry smile still plastered on his beautiful face. God you hated how he had such an effect on you despite how furious you were with him. He knew the huge effect he had on and used it to his advantage.

He smirked and pulled you by your waist mid sentence, you were yelling at him and your fiery words were instantly cut off by the way he looked at you, the way he touched you, the way he moved slightly closer to you face his breath fanning over your face. He peered down at you with those volcanic ruby red eyes of his, daring you to do something anything. He wanted it.

"fucking asshole."

"I could fuck yours if you'd like, yeah?"

God you hated how much you loved him. He was an asshole, but he was yours. He never took you seriously when the two of you argued or when you got an attitude with him. You knew this and it angered you, but you could never stay angry with him because he'd always fuck it out of you like he hated you.

He pulled you into a passionate kiss still having that shit eating smirk on his face once he pulled away holding his forehead to yours as he chuckled lowly.

"you hate me."

"so fucking much."

You say pulling him into a heated kiss, walking backward towards his bed so he could fuck you like a slut.

...........................................

AN: chat this was the worst thing I've ever made, I don't think I made them sassy at all, except katsuki anything he does is sassy. however I low-key love how mean I made izuku, I js feel like after his vigilante arc and the war he's a different person, like he's still a sweetie pie but he doesn't take shit from anyone me thinks.

[catsukiiee]

# POSITIONS & R&B.

౨ৎ class 1-a & class 1-b boys x masc/fem!reader

[fan favorites only]

wordcount ; 893

paragraphs ; 41

sentences ; 53

songs used ; songs listed by each character.

all of them are their canon ages (24+)

# CLASS 1-A

# TENYA IIDA [ blame by bryson tiller ]

Tenya doesn’t care what position you two start off in, as long as he’s able to get inside you and hear your moans, then he’s sated. Unfortunately, though, our glorious king, Tenya Iida, cannot last long in any position where he can't see your face. That man NEEDS to see your face; he’s absolutely addicted to seeing your every reaction, especially when he goes deep, sound is not enough. He loves having you in the eagle position, don't even try hiding your face in the pillows.

“I wanna see your face, please.”

# DENKI KAMINARI. [ let em' know by bryson tiller ]

Desperate. That’s the only word I have for this motherfucker. Wanna have sex? He’s down. In doggystyle? Even better. Trust he’s losing his mind as soon as he sees you bend over; expect to have your hair pulled and your shoulders marked with bite marks at the end.

“Look at my little masterpieces.”

# EIJIRO KIRISHIMA [ gang over luv by brent faiyaz ]

As gentlemanly as he is, he’s far from a gentleman in the bedroom; in fact, his favorite position is low doggy. Simply because he can push your face into the mattress and go ham. You want to try and crawl away? Nah baby, he’s grabbing BOTH your arms and locking your ass down; you aren’t running until you’re both finished and he’s tired.

“Why are you moving? Cmere baby.”

# RIKIDO SATO [ ballin by partynextdoor ]

Lethal. He’s strong as fuck, so you better expect to have your pussy absolutely obliterated after a couple of deep strokes, but just like Iida, he needs to see your face to cum, and he's not pulling out either. His favorite position to put you in is young stallion.

That's exactly why y'all have five kids.

“A few more won’t hurt, baby.”

# HANTA SERO [ things & such b partynextdoor ]

THIS MOTHERFUCKER RIGHT HERE IS CRAZY.

The moment you mention wanting to have sex, you don’t even need to move to the bedroom, he loves fucking your brains out on the couch anyway, locking one of your legs over his shoulder while his hands hold your other leg down to keep your legs open so he can watch himself going in and out, your hands WILL BE TIED. Sero is obsessed with watching your breasts bounce to, it drives him insane and makes him finish in a matter of minutes, and he’s not stopping even after cumming first.

The messier the better.

“Look at you sucking me in, goddamn.”

# SHOTO TODOROKI [ jaded by drake ]

Probably the calmest man you know outside the bedroom, but when you’re both in the mood? Your back will be hurting. He loves seeing your back arched; if he goes too deep and you ruin the arch, he’s pushing you right back down immediately.

“What did I say? Lower it back down.”

# IZUKU MIDORIYA [ can i by drake ]

A whole power bottom, he loves having you on top of him, guiding your hips while you ride him. When he's feeling a little adventurous, he likes to grab your throat, forcing your eyes to stay on his as he starts to fuck up into you. HE'S A WHINER. The closer he gets, the whinier he gets.

“Can I cum in you? Please let me cum in you. I wanna cum in you so bad, please. Fuck, I'm cumming."

# KATSUKI BAKUGOU [ altitude by monetell fish ]

As soon as the “Wanna have sex” comes out of your mouth, it’s over for you; it doesn’t matter if y’all are in the living room, bathroom, kitchen, or out in PUBLIC. Trust, he’s going to find a way to have your ass folded and panting. He likes folding you into a pretzel just as much as he likes having you on your hands and knees.

Wanna try and move his hands? They’re locked behind your back. Start squirming and crawling away? He’s got a solution for that ass.

“Stop fucking squirming and take it.”

# HITOSHI SHINSO [ first fuck by 6lack ft jhene aiko ]

Gentle touches and hard deep strokes.

He’s far more focused on having his hands explore your body while doing it, might accidentally brainwash you when he asks, “Is this okay?” or “Want me to go harder? I can’t understand you baby.” 

He loves positions where he can see your face as well.

# CLASS 1-B

# NEITO MONOMA [ sweat by zayn ]

This bitch cannot accept defeat; all that shit talking about lasting longer only to cum inside you after a couple of pumps, seeing your back glistening and your ass rippling each time his hips snapped against you was enough to send him over after five minutes. Don't worry though, he keeps going until you're finished, and then keeps going... and going just to get the 'last word' in his own way.

“What was that? All I hear are mumbles, tsk tsk, what a shame.”

# TETSUTETSU TETSUTETSU [ feel it by jacquees ]

Oh baby, he LOVES folding your ass as much as he loves your reactions to him going balls deep each time. Pulling your hair, shoving his fingers into your mouth when you got too loud, and pushing your back down into a deeper arch just to hit it deeper when he has you on your hands and knees.

'Overstimulation is key' is his mindset when he's fucking you.

“Yeah baby, keep cumming.”

i think y'all can tell who i listen to a lot and which characters are my favorite by writing this 💀..

I'M SORRY IF THE SONGS DON'T FIT THE CHARACTERS </3 THIS WAS ORIGINALLY GOING TO JUST BE ABOUT SERO BUT THEN I HAD AN IDEA

TEACHERS ARE NEXT!

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

trick of the light | n. monoma

✮ tags ; afab + fem!reader, reader is intended to be curvy, hate-sex, hooking up, blood (you bite his lip and it bleeds and u keep kissing fdkjsds), fingering, unprotected sex, post-timeskip monoma, reader and monoma are pro-heros, 18+

✮ wc ; 2.8k (dude sdkfjd)

✮ a/n ; fic for @antique-remains SORRY FOR HOW LONG ITS TAKEN. but i like this version much better dsjksjdk and i hope u like it too.

also . lord i want to fuck this guy

“Crazy bastard,”  

Monoma laughs, his teeth tugging at your lower lip, blue eyes lidded low. He’s more sober than you are, yet he seems intoxicated. “And you’re still taking me to bed, huh? Aren’t you something?”  

You land against the door of your apartment with a thump, pulling your mouth back in some silent protest—lips pulled into a thin line. You both know you’re not protesting at all. You wouldn’t last long even if you tried. He swipes at your mouth with the tip of his tongue and you open for him easy but unnerved, frustrated. He’s always been good at getting under your skin, knowing exactly what makes you tick.  

It’s not like he’s always right. It’s Monoma. That insufferable jackass who can’t shut up to save his life, always making assumptions. So unbearable that even Kirishima thinks it. So annoying you spent half of your highschool career getting into with him on the training grounds, trying your best not to strangle him and get your license revoked. He always picked fights with you specifically, even over the rest of your class as you got older 

You’ve always hated him. He shaped up a little before graduation, but now he’s— 

You feel teeth again. Monoma makes a low sound in the back of his throat that goes right to your core. Your pussy is throbbing and it’s so annoying it makes you want to cover your face. He’s thrilled when he speaks. “Pay attention, hm? I know you Class 1-A kids are all brawn and no brains but,”  

You go to protest but Monoma is quicker. Sharper. Stronger than you remember him being given the way he uses his hands to pin you into place underneath him 

You give in easily when he leans into kiss you again. One nip of his lips is all it takes for you to open your mouth back up. Your head feels heavy, arms around his shoulders as his hands hold onto you tight. His hand cups the nape of your neck and brings you forward to him. He kisses you shallowly first, drawing it out as he pulls away. When you chase his mouth, you can feel him smile against your lips. Proof that you want him, you think. It frustrates you. Both how good he is at kissing you and how easily he’s working you up.  

But he’s so good at this, whatever it is. Good at kissing you. Good at knowing where to put his hands and how exactly to feel you up. He slips his tongue into your mouth, forcing your own own open. You gasp as you fist at the back of his shirt from surprise. You sink under the weight of it. He nips into your mouth with intent, his eyes lidded. Not quite closed even as he kisses you in a way that makes your stomach churn.  

It’s something in his demeanor that’s making you want to slink back—direct conflict with whatever desire is burning you through you so quickly. You thread your fingers through his hair and pull. Monoma groans into your mouth, the hand on the back of your neck growing even tighter.  

“You’re being quite feisty,” Monoma says. His voice is pitched high with familiar amusement. “Any reason? Or are you hoping for me to have my way with you? That’s my guess at least,”  

You open your mouth to say something but Monoma leans into you again. Actslike he’s going to kiss you - his nose brushing yours. “Don’t worry. There’s a lot I wanna do with you, see?”  

Your curiosity gets the better of you. “…Like what,”  

“Aren’t you here to find out?”  

“Shut up and tell me already,”  

Monoma clicks his teeth. His lips press against your jaw, teeth pressing into the skin below - tender under the dulled ends of his incisors. There’s a touch of irritation to it. “All grown up and you still don’t have manners,”  

Words of protest die in your mouth as he trails down further, all the way down to your throat where he bites down. His mouth closes over your pulse, your spine arching up into his grasp as you slump against the wall. Something washes over you, your mind clouding. He laughs a little into your skin as his hands find the hem of your shirt - skirting past your waistband.  

Your chest rises and falls in anticipation for what comes next. He keeps you on the threads of his last words as his hand slips down further. His fingers are slender, long enough to reach easily. You were staring at them earlier at the bar. Part of you wonders if he noticed your staring.  

His middle finger slides over the the seam of your panties, just over your clit. You hiss as he presses against it. He laughs again, and he sounds a little bit like scumbag in the way he has his whole life. Instead of resenting him for it, it makes you moan. You feel your pussy get wet at the callous touch to his voice. “We have all evening, but I don’t really want to wait to fuck you. I’ve waited long enough.”  

Your hands finds purchase in his arms. His laughter only becomes brighter the way you tremble at his teasing. He’s hardly doing anything of note, but your body is so keyed up it makes you feel dizzy. “I’ve been wanting to feel you like this for so long,” He says, voice almost hysterical. “So, I won’t take it for granted. You want to know right? But I fear trying talk to you during this is pointless a task as they come,”  

He slides your panties over just slight before his fingers slide through your arousal. You’re so wet it’s so soaking, sliding down the pudge of your inner thighs. You wince hearing the slick sound of his fingers sliding through your folds. “Hah! How are you so wet?” 

You moan as you feel his middle finger push further, deeper until it comes into your cunt. Your pussy opens up easily as proof of your arousal. He’s mean. In one go, you feel his middle finger down to knuckle  - curling up immediately until they find your sweet spot. His name comes out of your mouth in a squeal. 

“Fuck, fuck—slowly, dammit,”  

His fingers are so much longer then yours. Reach much deeper. You try to squirm away from him but there’s nowhere for you to run away to.  

“You were talking so tough on the ride back,” Monoma muses. He fucks his finger in and out of you. The soft shlick shlick shlick sound feels so loud in your empty apartment. “Is this all you can handle?”  

“Shut up,” You hiss. Monoma grins against your throat. Another finger slides in alongside the first, this one slower. There’s tension to the way your pussy stretched but barely enough to make it hard. When his second fingers reach all the way down to the base  - he scissors them inside of you. You moan, suppressing the sound by keeping your lips shut. 

Monoma uses his other hand to cup your face, thumb pressing your lip and forcing your mouth open. His tone is light but the look in his eyes is harsh. Serious, almost. “None of that, hm?”  

Your glare at him weakly. He rubs against your sweet spot on purpose, palms grinding against your clit until your eyes roll back. He laughs again as you whimper, unable to suppress it. “Much better. Should I make you cum just like this, do you think? It seems like it’d make you more docile,”  

You frown at him, biting at his thumb. Your heart is pounding in your ears. The words have less bite then they should, given the way your voice breaks. “If you want me to be docile then hurry up and fuck it out of me,”  

Monoma pauses, eyes going wide as he inhales a sharp breath. He crashes his lips into yours, almost violently - more teeth than tongue. You bite hard at his lips, enough for him to bleed. Even as blood smears, iron in between kisses, it doesn’t deter either of you. 

His eyes have a crazy look to them when you pull away. Foreheads touching as he pulls his hand away from your skirt and forces them into your mouth. You make a noise of protest as you taste yourself, the length of his fingers making you gag. He asses you closely, laughter on the tip of his tongue. “It’d be cuter if you were honest and just begged me to fuck you but your attitude is what I like about you,”  

“You’re so annoying,” You say muffled. Monoma pulls away his spit covered fingers.  

“Let’s pretend I believe you,”  

You roll your eyes as Monoma steps back to undress. Your eyes travel down the length of his body. You’re both still clothed for the most part, but you can see his figure well enough. His dick is straining against the slacks he’s wearing. Your hands come up to his waistband on automatic, unbuckling his belt and undoing his zipper.  

His cock is…bigger than you thought it’d be. You can tell even through his boxers as he slacks slide down. Your hand cups his length. Monoma hisses above you. His usual arrogance melted, face red as he covers it with one hand. Your eyes widen as your heart does a little flip.  

“I can undress myself,” He hisses.  

There’s… no way you thought of this fucker as cute just now.  

You feel like you’re entranced. You squeeze the outline of his cock experimentally, feeling him twitch. He wants you just as bad as you want him. 

“You’re so hard,” You murmur. “You’re—“  

Your thoughts are buzzing. It’s weird. The shift in the air. The sudden tension that’s no longer just lust. Your heartbeat is loud but you almost feel calm. Hooking your finger in the waist band of his boxers, you tug them down until his cock is revealed. 

Even in the darkness of your apartment, you can see it clear enough. The tip, red and flushed. Long with a nice curve, slender and tight. A laundry list of dirty thoughts crosses your mind.  

Your eyes meet. A mistake maybe. The look on his face is so different than the Monoma in your head. Anticipatory. Wanting. Just a little desperate. You feel like you’re hallucinating it but you don’t think you are. There’s something suddenly sweet about him. He shudders as you wrap your hand around it, suddenly avoiding your eyes. He puts his hand on your wrist as if to stop you.  

“I’ve—there’s a condom in my—“  

“Just fuck me,” You reply. “Shut up and do it,” 

Monoma shudders over you, teeth clenched. Trying to keep up the facade but failing. He hisses.  

“Fine. Just. Turn around,”  

You oblige and press yourself up against the door, ass facing him. You expect for him to undress you but he doesn’t. His hands squeeze your hips, merely flipping your skirt up as he presses his cock against the curve of your ass. Your breath catches.  

Wordlessly, he slicks himself up with spit and sticky fingers before sliding through your folds. Your eyes roll back as your pussy stretches around his cock to accommodate him. It goes in so easy it makes you gasp. The lower half of your waist goes weak, the only thing keeping you upright being him. Where he has you sheathed on his cock and how tightly he’s gripping onto you. He moans over you. It’s loud. Deeper than you expect. Makes you clench down on him so tight your breathless.  

“You feel—” His head drops onto your shoulder. “Shit that’s so good.”  

It’s the first time you hear him curse. The first time he’s ever praised you. Fuck. You whine his name out loud, and he groans against your shoulder again.  

He pulls out before slamming right back into you, your knees nearly making you drop. You cry out as Monoma fucks you. He sets the pace more brutally then you thought he had in him. It’s hard and fast, has his teeth sinking into your shoulder blade over your sweater. Your skin is burning hot, almost feverishly as you feel it. The sensation of emptiness before being filled over and over like a drug to your brain. Your limbs weak as your mind drowns in such sudden, unexpected pleasure. Monoma fucks you thoroughly, a hand around your waist with his fingers toying at your clit— determined to make you cum right on his cock. It’s the quietest you’ve ever heard him be. Always running his mouth, you didn’t think he had it in him to fuck you like this. Wouldn’t have imagined it in a thousand years.  

It feels too good too fast. Overwhelmingly. Your stomach tenses, orgasm making your hands curl into fists as you lean against the door. You can barely make out a coherent sentence to tell him you’re getting close.In the end you only manage one word.  

“C-cumming,”  

Your orgasm crashes into you. It feels like you’re on fire, electricity sparking through your nerves. It’s the hardest you’ve ever cum in your life with any partner and by yourself. Your pussy clamps down hard on his cock as your thighs shake.  

Monoma follows you soon after, pulling out to cum against your pussy instead of in it. You quiet the small part of you thats disappointed as you feel thick, warm cum against your skin. He leans against you as the both of you stand, panting.  

Your voice is hoarse. You still feel so horny.  

“What? Is that it?” You goad, secretly hoping it’s not.  

He laughs. Not in the usual way. It’s softer. Still amused but not so annoying. It’s the orgasm talking. You feel your skin grow even hotter. “Don’t underestimate me. We have all night,”  

__  

EPILOGUE:  

You wake up the next morning sore.  

Sore but… clean. And warm.  

There’s a nice scent coming from somewhere in your house. You sit up in bed still naked, covered in hickeys and bruises. You pull the sheets over your chest as you rub the sleep from your eyes, trying to remember when exactly you slept. You don’t remember showering but the lack of stickiness makes it seem like you did.  

Which means that Monoma must’ve wiped you down before bed. The thought makes your face hot. So he’s considerate to sex partners. A pleasant surprise. You reach for your phone on your bedside to find it charging there.  

Another surprise.  

Okay. So he’s really considerate. Whatever.  

Before you get to wonder where he is, Monoma comes back to your room. He’s shirtless, wearing his boxers from last night and holding a mug of something. He blinks.  

“So you’re up. I came in to wake you. It’s noon by the way,”  

Your eyes go wide. “Noon? I have patrols,” 

He snorts. “No you don’t. You’re welcome.”  

“…You called in for me?”  

He looks at you before rolling his eyes. “Well aren’t you clever?” He says sarcastically. He walks in and places the mug on your bedside table. “I just called into your agency and said you weren’t feeling well. I gave them my hero ID so it wasn’t hard. Drink your tea before it gonna get cold,” 

“It’s for me?”  

“Well I didn’t bring it here to drink in front of you,”  

You feel incredibly conflicted, so much so you can’t even tell him to fuck off. This… this is not the way you remember him. Not at all. You frown, looking down at your lap.  

“Stop being so nice. It’s weirding me out.”  

He laughs again. “I was always nice, just not to your class and by extension not to you,”  

“You were not nice last night,”  

“Is that a complaint?”  

You stay quiet.  

“Thought so,”  

There’s a beat of silence. Monoma sighs a little, turning to leave. And, for some ungodly reason, you grab hold of his hand. He pauses and looks back at you. You frown, your voice uncertain.  

“Have you… had anything to eat?”  

Monoma pauses. “Not yet.”  

“Then…”  

“Are you inviting me on a date?”  

You look up at him, expecting to see his usual expression. And sure, he does look like an arrogant jackass like normal but he’s… smiling too. In a sincere way. You’re seriously losing your mind. There’s  no way this guy is… 

“If I was?”  

“Beat me to the punch,” Monoma says, half-way shrugging. He leans down again to get eye-level with you. Nose to nose. You pull away, very conscious of having half-woken up.  

He kisses the corner of your mouth instead of directly, smug like always. Instead of it being deeply annoying, though - you find your heart beating fast. He stands and stretches after, observing you with a hand on his hip. 

“It’d be good if you thought about how other people felt for a change. But well, you 1-A kids were all self absorbed like that. You were always so hung up on hating me, you didn’t consider why I picked fights with you over everyone else,”  

You pause. “What does that—“  

Monoma stands and turns around without answering. “I’m borrowing your shower,” 

Damn him.  

 “Asshole! Answer my question first!”  

[gnarpmster42069]

MHA MEN DRABBLES

Shouta Aizawa

CW: Masturbation, Praise, Overstimulation

It’d been a long few weeks for you. Shouta had was never home with you anymore. He was always either rounding up Class 1A or out on his nightly patrols. He was never in bed with you anymore. And while you respected and admired his dedication to each profession, you couldn’t help but miss him sometimes.

You missed the mornings where you’d wake up with his arms wrapped around you, the moments where you two would nap together, the moments where he’d fuck you into your mattress. In fact, you missed these moments so much that it pent up into your predicament now.

You lay in bed with your head tilted back into the pillows. Sweated beaded across your forehead while your fingers pushed in and out your walls. You’d never been able to get too far like this and you’d never purchased any sex toys because frankly, you had your own personal one in your day to day life. But he wasn’t there right now.

Frustrated whines leave your mouth as you pout your lips out. It’d been an hour since you initially started and you still hadn’t came. It was starting to mess with you. Each time you got close, your body shifted and lost the spot you needed to hit. This time felt different though, your body was feeling hot again. That desire rising in your veins as you continued.

You could feel yourself clamping down quickly. You could finally get rid of this ache..until you moved again.

“Damn it!” You frustratingly huff to yourself. Just when you were about to give up and maybe retire for the night. A familiar voice.

“Need help?” Shouta raises an eyebrow as he leaned against the doorframe. Tired eyes beaming down at you with a hunger you couldn’t quite describe. He was still dressed in his hero outfit.

“How long have you been standing there?!” You finally looked and attempted to cover up. It wasn’t like you were naked. You had his shirt on and some panties but just the thought of him seeing you made your face hot.

“I asked you a question.” Shouta rolled his eyes and remained leaned against the doorframe.

Silence filled the room.

“Yeah..” you muttered out and looked away.

And that’s how you ended up here. It’d been at least 2 hours since he’d come home and tended to you. “Please..” a hand trailed to his chest to feebly push him back. It hadn’t worked. All he did was grab your hand and kiss your palm.

“Look at my pretty girl.” His other hand nuzzling your cheek as if he wasn’t pounding harshly into you. “You can give me one more can’t you?” You couldn’t. There’s no way. your body was spent. Shouta grabs a hold on your hips and holds them down.

“One more.” He leaned down to kiss your lips. It was sloppy and unorganized. Not at all like is usually stoic self. “For me?”

Keigo Takami

CW: Semi-Public, Making out (kinda), getting freaky on the job

This had to be the most inappropriate you’d ever been. Normally, you wouldn’t even think about doing something like this. But it was something about the way he was so passionate in saving people.

You were a detective working closely under Tsukauchi trying to catch the league of villains and Hawks, or who you personally call Keigo, had joined in as well as many other heroes. But you weren’t pinned on an interrogation room table by just any hero were you?

No, it was the number two hero that used one hand to hold your hips to the table. His tongue tangling with yours as a way of muffling your moans. “Tsukauchi will be back quickly.” He pulled away and trailed his kisses down to your jawline. “We’ve gotta make this quick.” While he peppered kisses at your neck, his hands trailed to your inner thigh.

Thankfully, your skirt made it a lot easier to maneuver around. “Keigo..” you mewled out to him attempting to close your legs. Seeing this, he bite at your neck. “Hold still.” His hand rubbed at your clit slowly before picking up the pace. “I wanted to go slowly but, I can already hear him down the hallway.” He started. Keigo pulls your panties to the side and teases your clit.

“Keep quiet, yeah?”

Izuku Midoriya

CW: Fingering, semi-public, you get walked in on but not caught

“Shh we’re gonna get caught..”

Usually, Izuku would have more control, he’s a hero and teacher after all. He’s a model for all of his students and interns to look up to for guidance. So then why, why was Izuku Midoriya currently bending you over his desk right now?

But here he was, his hands smoothly pulling your pencil skirt up to expose your stocking-clad flesh. Rough, scarred, fingertips gliding over the mesh fabric. Pressing his chest against your arched back and gently grinding his straining bulge against your ass, sweet nothings falling from his lips.

With the way he was handling you, you’d almost believe this was a pure, innocent, loving moment. Certainly not Izuku preparing to take you drinking his planning period, a lousy broken lock UA kept forgetting to replace and “keep out” sign stopping anyone from becoming an unwilling voyeur.

He gently grasps your chin, pressing a loving kiss to your lips. His unoccupied hand trailing lower and lower until…

RIIIIIIIIP…

Suddenly, your bottom half feels breezy. The newly-made hole in your stockings allowing a gust of cold air to blow against your soaked slit. A single one of his warm fingers running down the now cool damp patch. A shudder running up your spine as he presses down, seeming to touch everything but your sensitive bud.

He continues like that, his single finger teasing your folds over your underwear. Pressing them against your lips, the thin garment doing nothing to hide the shape of them. Then finally he swipes the pad of his finger against your clit, a jolt of pleasure shooting through your body. He chuckles at this, watching you try to hold whimpers and small moans from escaping your lips; lest you get caught by a passerby.

He continues to rub you through your underwear, a second finger joining the original, rubbing with more urgency. As you approach your peak you start to get louder, your moans more desperate and whiney. Just as you’re about to fall over the edge Izuku stops, pulling your skirt down over your ripped and soaked stockings. A minute after a student of his steps into the classroom, a concerned look on his face, he asks about strange noises; wondering if someone was hurt.

Izuku’s face is calm as he reassures the student that it was “just training down the hall” all the while rubbing a hand over your hip, smoothing out a bump under your skirt from the rip he caused.

What an asshole.

Neito Monoma

CW: Hate fucking, mention of reader having breast, dom reader (kinda), monoma cums inside

Neito Monoma has no idea how he ended up like this, under you, a former class 1A student. Someone he has aspired to beat for years, always ranking just above him on the hero charts. A mocking reminder that he’s always that far behind you.

But now he can’t bring himself to hate it, he can’t make himself spew some elementary insult. No, not when you look like this. Your hips straddling his own, eyes boring down into his, mouth pulled into a tight angry smile, and hero costume slowly falling down your shoulders. Just barely exposing the swell of your breast.

Just as he was about to get lost in his thoughts again your hips moved, rubbing yourself against his pathetically achy bulge, a whine sounding from his shaking lips. “I thought I told you to pay attention,” your voice is harsh as you grab his chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes. “you can’t even do that. Should I just leave you like this?”

Instantly his eyes widened, unconsciously shaking his head no. “W-wait!- wait… you don’t need to leave..” his voice pleading as he searches your face for any sign of pleasing you. “Seriously? Everytime I see you, you act like you’re oh so much better than me? When in reality this is all it takes to break you down? Pathetic.” To punctuate your statement, you roughly roll your hips. Taking satisfaction in the moan that follows.

And so you continued like that, rolling your hips against his, his whimpers and moans music to your ears. His hands shakily holding onto your hips, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. Then, he came with a long drawn out moan, a wet spot instantly forming in his pants. You pull back, a teasing chuckle leaving your mouth as you look at him. Hair messy, face flushed, chest heaving, half hard boner poking against his now wet pants, so much for “better than you”. But, as merciful as you are, you reached your hand down to pull his zipper.

Which is how you ended up like this, gripping his shoulders while he sloppily fucks up into you. His mouth hanging open, babbling slurred pleas and praises, a mix of “thank you”s and “you’re so good” filling your ears. Biting your lip to keep from giving him the satisfaction of making you moan despite how perfectly he was filling you up.

“Fuck…keep going..” you groan, your voice coming out more needy than you had intended. Your body betraying you as you grip him tightly, back arching deviously. He wraps his arms around your waist for better leverage, thrusting harder. In response your head falls back, small moans leaving your mouth. “S-still fuckin’ hate you..” he chuckles and speeds up in response, voice not anymore collected tha yours. “Yeah.. I k-know..”

You feel like you’re going insane, brain and body at odds with each other. Almost like your denying the fact that someone you hate so much is making you feel so good. And maybe it’s the taboo in your mind or the increase in speed and power of his thrust, but you fall over the edge. A moan filling the air around you as you cum, clinching tightly around him. His hips sputtering and speeding up as he cries out and fills you up, both of you panting in the aftermath.

So there you lay, a puddle of sweaty limbs and bodily fluids. You find yourself drifting into sleep as you rest your head on his chest, steady heartbeat drowning out your thoughts. The last thing on your mind as you close your eyes being that maybe Monoma isn’t that bad.

Hanta Sero

cw/disclaimer: 18+, car sex, thigh riding, fwb

You sit in the passengers seat of Sero’s car in silence after dropping your friends off, letting them leave with the belief that he’s driving you home and going about his day. That couldn’t be further from the truth. 

“Where?” he glances at you quickly before looking back at the road.

You search the neighborhood before your eyes land on an alleyway. you point, “There.”

He pulls into the alleyway; no people and no distractions. Finally.

As soon as he parks the car, you reach over the armrest and place your hands on his chest as you kiss him. Matching your energy, Sero moves his hands to your lower back, letting them travel up your shirt. His fingertips send shivers down your spine, only contributing more to your horniness. 

He pulls away for a second to catch his breath, “Backseat?” 

You nod eagerly, letting him travel back first before following after him. Gratefully, there’s enough room in the back of his truck to move in such a way. 

Sero leans against the car door, pulling you onto his lap seductively. Continuing what you started before, you lift his shirt up over his head. He kisses you again leaving red marks as he slowly travels from your lips to your neck. 

Lustful compliments leave his mouth when you squirm within his touch, becoming more desperate as his hands reach lower down your body. He props you up to easily slide your shorts off, exposing your underwear. 

The look in your eyes was intense, almost hungry. It was something about fucking your best friend that made everything much more arousing. Being impatient, you climb onto his thigh, not wasting any time before grinding against him. Sero assists you by pushing his knee up into your clit, motivated by your whines and heavy breaths.

You lower your hand to his waist which prompts him to take his pants off for you. 

“You want it?” he whispers, aligning himself with you. 

Heat rises to your face from his teasing, and instead of responding, you pull your panties to the side and slowly sit down on him. A pleasured groan escapes from Sero as he slides inside of you and guides your hips back and forth with his hands. You wrap your arms around his neck and let your forehead rest on his. 

You struggle to keep your composure when the boy under you starts to mumble your name, begging you to go faster and admiring the way you tighten around him. You bring your hand in between your legs to rub yourself as you ride him, which enhances your arousal. Noticing this, he fucks into you, leaving kisses on your skin again.

Your stomach tightens as you embrace your much-waited release, Sero following suit shortly after. Heavy, unsteady breathing fills up the space, and your mind clears as you come down from the high of your climax. You relax into his arms, satisfied with the advantages you have being Hanta’s favorite friend.

Tenya Iida

cw/disclaimer: college, orgasm denial, blowjob.

Tenya Iida has the annoying tendency to always engage in competition during class discussions, going back and forth with you before the professor interrupts. Not to mention you both are at the top of your class. The last place you thought you’d be is in his dorm room, let alone on your knees in front of him.

He looks down at you through dark strands of hair as you frantically attempt to unbuckle his belt.

“Do you need help?” he chuckles lightly, taking amusement in your struggle. 

You finally loosen his pants. “Don’t remind me that you’re you, Tenya.” you say, glaring at him.

Once his pants rest at his ankles, your heartbeat starts to pick up as you lower the tight waistband of his underwear. Your breath catches, surprised that he’s slightly bigger than you imagined he’d be. 

Iida shudders when you take him into your mouth, holding onto his nightstand for balance. You bring your lips up to his head focusing there while keeping eye contact with him. He curses under his breath when you take him in again, averting his gaze away from you.

It’s a nice change of pace to see Tenya be put in his place for once. With your newfound confidence, you start to go faster.  Your right hand assists you as you coax moans to leave his lips. He lets his hand rest on your head, moving a few strands of hair from out of your face. 

“Slower, I’m close..” he mutters, grabbing a handful of your hair. 

Not heeding his warning, you let your tongue engulf him as you go faster than you did before. You watch as his breathing becomes more erratic, throwing his head back at the ceiling. A sense of excitement rushes through you when he gets closer and closer to the point of climax, pulling away before he can do so.

Iida exhales desperately, “Why did you- ?”

You interrupt him with a soft, lingering kiss. “I still have classes to get to, remember?” You tease, pulling up his underwear and pants for him. He wouldn’t get what he wanted out of you, not right now.

You pick up your tote bag from off of the floor and exit his room, fixing your shirt as you walk down the dorm hallway. You smile to yourself, knowing you’d be back later. 

[bokunoheros]

ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER DAY 11 - uniforms : neito monoma

warnings : afab reader, monoma is a little panty stealing perv, voyeurism, masturbation, recording/taping sexual acts

word count : 940

🐙 note : the way we locked tf in to write this was crazy like we did this on the 10th at 10:30 bruh

🦊 note : hi guys! this was our first real collab and we wrote it literally the night before it was due please pray for us 

monoma was many things; arrogant, egotistical, a little batshit, and, unknown to most, a giant fucking pervert. monoma’s favorite thing about you was how good you looked in your school uniform, and how utterly oblivious you were. he was constantly stealing glances at you, down your shirt, up your skirt, and even blatantly at your chest. the best part of it all was that you were in his class AND you were class president so he saw you and you talked to him quite often. 

yes, there were other girls in your class, and even in your school, but he couldn’t change how good the uniform looked on you specifically. your perfectly proportioned body, from your waist:hip ratio, to your perfectly sized tits, and an ass that just wouldn’t stop, you were just so delicious that monoma couldn’t help staring at any given opportunity. not to mention your beautiful face that complimented your body perfectly; oh, how your soft eyes and kind smile made him absolutely swoon. not only was he a sucker for you sexually, he also had an enormous crush on you. i mean, really, how could he not with the way you lead the class and got along with everyone (even the pesky class 1-A students). monoma was in way over his head when it came to you. 

so, it was only natural that once everyone at U.A. had settled into the dorms, that he begun stealing your panties from the dirty laundry piles when he thought there was no one else around to witness his perverted schemes; sneaking off to his room to beat the shit out of his dick, your pretty pink panties wrapped around it as he ruts into his hand, biting his bottom lip trying hard not to moan your name as he pretends its your hand wrapped around his leaky cock. being the ever bold person he is, he even managed to start stealing your bras. finding them so adorable and envisioning your perfect tits filling them out.

it didn’t take you very long to notice certain pairs of panties and bras going missing, however; of course you’d recognize when your nicer, pricier, matching sets suddenly vanish! but who on earth could possibly be the thief..? (maybe the guy whose name is literally phantom thief?? just a thought.)

you had a sneaking suspicion on who the thief was, so one night, you decided to sneak into monoma’s room while he was out, it was minorly disheveled, but overall put together and kind of bland. you found his closet to be positioned on the wall to the right of his bed and figured it to be the perfect spot to spy on him to confirm your suspicions. shimmying your way in, you sat and waited for your prey.

after sitting there for about 15 minutes on your phone (and trust the twitter timeline was crazy), your ears perked up as you heard the bedroom door open and close, followed by soft footsteps, as if someone were intentionally trying not to be heard. peeping out the crack in the closet doors you see monoma walking towards his bed with your panties peeking out from his pocket. 

you almost catch yourself gasping at the sight, you knew it! of course it was monoma who took your underwear, he was always staring at you to the point you felt he was burning holes into you. slowly he took the panties out of his pocket and held them up, firstly just giving them a good look over. your eyes widened when he opened them up and put them on his face, an exacerbated sigh leaving his mouth. carefully pulling down his pants you sit there stunned that this was actually happening, before you can even think you pull out your phone and hold it up to the crack, pressing record. 

you watch intently as monoma wraps your panties around the upper half of his thick cock, closer to the tip, and slowly start to jerk it up and down, progressively picking up speed. his head tilts back and you feel your face flush when you hear him moan your name, and the hand that isn’t holding your phone comes up to cover your mouth in shock. oh, he was down bad.

it isn’t long before he’s cumming with a loud cry of your name and jizzing all over his hand and your panties, you abruptly end your video, having all the evidence you needed.

jumping out of his closet, you point an accusing finger at him and whisper-shout you! you’re the thief!

neito blushes a deep red in shame over being caught red (or white??) handed, and he gasps out your name again, like he was addicted to saying it, before going completely silent. what on god’s green earth could he possibly say!??!? shit. think, monoma, think! 

“i— uhm, fuck—”

“neito, i— i don’t— why?” you ask, as if you didn’t already know the answer; you weren’t oblivious to the way he looked at you, or snuck glances down your shirt all the time.

“well— because, uhm… because—” he takes a deep breath and steels his nerves. “because i’m in love with you….?”

“so—you steal my panties!? and bras?!” you exclaim, throwing your hands up, gripping your phone firmly. 

“i—” you slap him in the face and snatch your panties out of his hand before storming off to your dorm room….. just to lock the door and strip out of your current pajamas to put the nasty underwear on and jerk it in your own bed as you watched the video you had recorded.

[rebelssvy]

spin the bottle ✧.*

monoma x reader x shinso ⋆·˚ ༘ *

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

LABELS spin the bottle/7 minutes in heaven. kissing, suggestive. mentions of drinking

the hero program grew close after the events of your high school experience. so after it was all said and done both classes threw a party.

sure you had never really been one to drink a lot. but tonight you may as well.

mina urging you to “let loose alittle” as you downed three shots of vodka. never really getting black out drunk, but you were definitely tipsy.

you wandered around for a while before finding yourself in a game of “spin the bottle.” normally you would be laced with nerves. but right now every bit of you stood with excitement.

everyone giggling, jumpy for it to be their turn. you watched with open eyes as jirou and denki swapped spit. mouths agape watching everyone take turns. some giving little close mouthed kisses and tongues fighting for dominance.

when it was your turn, everyone hooted, shouting “let’s go y/n!” mina shaking your shoulders back and forth.

“new rule….” kirishima shoot up, beer in hand. everyone’s ears perked up at the sound of his voice. his stance wobble before he said,

“whoever you land on now.. now has t-to do 7 minutes in heaven.” he shouted. the boys sitting around him cheered. agreeing with him. the girls gave no answer, all sharing an unsaid agreeable yes.

the attention was now back on you. who were you gonna get? everyone on the edge of their seat.

you leaned forward, grabbing the bottle. you spun it fast. it rotating several times before landing… you looked up to see who you were about to get.

the bottle landed inbetween two people, monoma and shinso. you skin grew hot, unable to choose either one of them.

“um… both?” you said with subtle hesitation. some giggles broke out around you.

both the boys rose to their feet, shinso looking confused and monoma having an obvious smirk plastered on his face.

shinso shrugged before blowing out a breath, “sure why not..!” he chuckled, letting his hands fly through his hair.

you skipped over to the boys, grabbing both their hands and pulling them to the closest room.

kamanari hollered cheering on his friends to “get it onnn!” before sero knocked his shoulder.

“7 minutes starts now!” kirishima said closing the door behind all of you.

you giggled before turning to face the two of them. monoma never dropped his smirk off his face. shinso broke the silence saying “we don’t have to do anything… if you don’t want to.”

“no. i want to..” you said before making your way onto the bed. you sat on the edge.

monoma was the first to make his way over to you. he had had some liquid courage as well. his face was slightly flushed and he had yet to say anything to you.

“you sure you want both of us?” monoma finally spoke up. you nodded, coming to look both of them in the face. shinso and him were both dangerously close to you. tensions rising. the heat in you becoming noticeable.

“…please?” you pleaded for one of them to do somthing to you. anything.

shinso dropped his head, making the first move. kissing you softly on your lips. just a peck before coming back, standing straight.

“i didn’t know you were like this y/n..” monoma joked with you, mocking tone.

“please stop teasing me” you were hot. you felt like you needed all your clothes off.

“ok.” shinso said in a firm tone, bending over and laying hot wet kisses on your neck. slowly moving to sit next to you.

monoma stared at you both, open mouth. he watched as your head tilted back and his best friend made work of you body. you moaned out his name. making monoma slightly jealous.

monoma fell next to you on the bed, taking the other side of your neck into his mouth, nipping at your skin.

both men simultaneously stopping and staring at you. taking in your expression.

“your so pretty..” shinso admitted, pulling your jaw to him and kissing you. once a shy kiss, was now developing into a kiss that devoured you whole. your hands traced his body.

“fuckkk.. you guys are hot.” monoma said chuckling. you pulled away from shinso. and moved straight to monoma for an opened mouth kiss. he groaned into you. his hands pulling at the fabric you had on.

you felt shinsos hands on you, snaking around your body. he was grabbing onto what he could.

monoma slowly parted from you, a line of spit connecting you for a second before it was broken.

you let yourself fall on the bed. back flat against the fabric. looking up at both the men that craved you. wanted you.

“you two can do whatever you want to me.” you spoke out, hushed. just above a whisper. you looked utterly vulnerable.

seconds later lips found yours again. your eyes had been closed after you finished your words. to worried you would be embarrassing yourself.

you felt overwhelmed. hands touching you everywhere, but were you needed it.

suddenly you felt hot wet kisses pressed to your tummy.

you gasped into someone’s mouth. unknowing of who was doing what. you moaned when the kisses got lower. arching your back, opening your legs slightly.

your mouth was lonely, you opened your eyes to find monoma still pressing kisses to your tummy.

shinso looked down at you, questioning look on his face.

“what’s wrong?” you whispered to him, wondering if there was something wrong with you.

he flushed, “your so stunning. i can’t help myself.” he said kissing your cheek. butterflies filled your stomach. pride gleaming in you.

“you like that?” monoma asked you biting his head away from you.

you gasped at his words. feeling borderline intoxicated. well you were, but. in other ways.

your head felt airy, unable to focus on one of them.

before being able to do anything else there was banging on the door.

“7 minutes is up!” someone yelled.

groaning monoma pulled himself off the bed. shinso following suit.

eventually you got up. before the door opened monoma brought you close to him.

whispering in your ear “cmon pretty girl, don’t get to shy out there.”

you always wondered what would’ve happened if you got 7 more minutes with them.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

…

idk i need to write abt them more

[sugarwarachan]

touchstarved!monoma who is constantly hovering around you, trying to rile you up just so you’ll fucking notice him for once

touchstarved!monoma who would literally rather die than admit he’s developed a crush on you

touchstarved!monoma who suggests that you two date to improve each other’s ratings: "it’s not like I need it, but you need all the help you can get, don’t ya sweets?"

touchstarved!monoma who texts you ideas throughout the day of how to fool the press, each one more elaborate and ridiculous than the next: "What if we bungee jump into a bed of flowers that spells out Monoma x y/n forever?" (he's fully buying roses and texting ochaco for backup quirk use)

touchstarved!monoma who has you tucked against his chest the entire press tour, sneaking kisses whenever he can, laying his hand on your thigh, rubbing his thumb on your lower back

touchstarved!monoma who eats you out in the back of the limousine, knees hitched over his shoulders, trademark smirk on his lips, "couldn’t resist me after all, could you princess?"

touchstarved!monoma who makes sure you're official before he fucks you in front of his office window, "let me you show you off gorgeous, press those perfect little tits against the window - yeah, that’s it, make sure the whole city knows you’re mine"

a/n: ♡⃕ other touchstarved!mha headcanons here. accepting requests <3

[zombieumbreon]

She’s Insatiable Pt 2.1

Part 1

Ft: Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Tokoyami Fumikage, Hitoshi Shinso, Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima, Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya, Keigo Takami, Mashirao Ojiro, Neito Monoma

Cw: 18+ nsfw, fingering, oral- m receiving, v penetration, biting, Hawks being rough, praise

Sero sighed, “ok, love. I’ll fix it.”

You groaned, still in Kirishima’s arms, your own arms wrapping around his neck as he shifted you. “Want me to help you clean up, pretty?”

Pink hinted at your cheeks, nodding your head, “please.”

He smiled, disappearing with you to your bathroom. Still holding you, he turns the water on, checking the temperature. His fingers massage your scalp, working your sweet smelling shampoo in. He’s gentle washing the rest of your body, watching you with a gentleness in his eyes as you return the act.

Back in the living room.

"You could call Oijirou, maybe Monoma," Shinso shrugged.

"Maybe, who else could I trust though. When she's like this, phew," he exhaled hard, eyes going wide for a second for emphasis on his words.

Fumikage turns his head, still tired, "What about Hawks? Surely the former number 2 has enough stamina for her...maybe." Sero gives him a nod, the two typing away on their phones.

When Kirishima returns, you in his arms, the majority of them are somewhat dressed with at least sweats.

You're still in the redhead's arms when the doorbell rings, your boyfriend rushing to answer it.

"Perfect," he sighs, returning to the living room.

Your eyes are hazy when you look at the new group of heroes in your living room, hips rocking on Kirishima's fingers. Neito Monoma, Mashirao Ojiro, Keigo Takami. Your face flushed, the squelching sound seemed louder than ever to you.

It happened faster than you processed the actions, Ojiro's cock rocking into your mouth as Monoma pushed into you from behind. You expected the blonde behind you to be rough, but not the cock that was currently making it hard to breathe. You're definitely going to be hoarse after this, your eyes flutter as you blink tears away looking up at him.

"Such a pretty girl, crying for me," your eyes widen when he says this. He's always so gentle, so soft, but not right now. Not with you. But, that just made it harder for you to hold on. You feel yourself getting closer, the more he praises you, the more he tells you how pretty you look the closer you are. He continues mumbling soft praises to you, all the while he unloads in your mouth. Without the cock in your mouth you're louder, rocking back against Monoma. His fingers spread you as he pulls out, covering your slit with his cum.

The older blonde is eyeing you, holding a hand out to help you stand. And no sooner than you're on your feet does he have you lifted against the wall, one leg over his arm, the other around his waist. And he's slamming himself into you ruthlessly. His teeth are rough on your neck, on your nipples, everywhere he bites. His fingers and nails are digging into your flesh, the sensations building another coil inside.

"Kei-keigo," you manage you whine.

That just urges him to be rougher, pistoning into you, his cock head hitting just the perfect spot. And you break. You soak his abdomen, moaning louder than you had for the others. But, he doesn't stop. Not even when he's pumping his cum into you, fucking back into you when it leaks out. Not until he has you cumming for him again, and again, in any position he can bend you.

When he's finally tired he has you cradled in his arms, fingers rubbing circles on all the marks he's left. "Sorry about that," he chuckles softly when you nuzzle into him, coming down from the pleasure.

"You good, Sweet?" Your boyfriend grins, leaning over the couch.

[uravitypng]

Hello! For kinktober: fivesome with Shoto, Katsuki, Neito and Tamaki x fem reader? 👀

I imagine that at the beginning, before all the real action starts, Bakugo, Monoma and Todoroki (especially the first two) argue among themselves about who goes first and who can give you the best orgasms, so Tamaki takes the opportunity to start fuck you while the others are distracted

you just want some dick. you have a feeling this isn't going to happen for awhile if this keeps on, "you fucking extras won't do shit. i'll be the one she'll be coming back for." bakugou argues with monoma and todoroki.

todoroki stays mostly silent compared to the other two as monoma continues to escalate the situation, "oh please bakugou she's going to beg for me" he sneers.

"half n half is so inexperienced and you are just such a dick that you won't even care about her pleasure." bakugou bites back.

todoroki smirks, if bakugou thinks he's inexperienced he's got another thing coming. he knows that he's the most experienced out of everyone there, he just doesn't brag about all the time like bakugou and monoma. "what the hell are you smiling at icy-hot." bakugou shouts at him.

"trust me bakugou, you won't have to worry about how much experience i have, she'll feel great," todoroki replies calmly.

you don't know if to giggle at their antics or tell them to shut the fuck and fuck you. "you alright, bunny?" you smile widely as you hear amajiki. he comes up to you and places a kiss on the your forehead, you flush and tip your head up to meet his lips again. you share a sweet kiss while the other three are occupied, finding their own voices more interesting.

"i'm alright tamaki," you whisper at him pressing your head against his chest. you grab hold of his shirt, "tamaki i'm bored," you giggle into the crook of his neck.

"want me to make it better bunny?" he asks you quietly.

you instantly perk up and nod your head, "yes please tamaki." you kiss each other again with the same gentle and loving pace as before. you gasp into the kiss as you feel him touch you under your skirt and playing against your pussy for a few minutes, getting you ready and making sure you're comfortable.

he enters you carefully, making sure he doesn't hurt you, he knows he's bigger than average and bigger than people expect. you moan as you feel him fill you and he whimpers as he feels you around his dick. he makes you cum with the loudest moan that you've ever heard out of your own mouth. at that moment the other three finally stopped arguing and realised that amajiki has already given you a mind blowing orgasm.

hope you all like this! i love this kinktober 'cause i get to write a bunch of kinks i've never written before! (plus characters too, it's my first time writing for monoma)