#tenya iida nsft

[saccharinesugawara]

Just A Bite

word count: 2563

pairing: tenya iida x transmasc!reader

includes: transmasc!reader, reader has a vampire quirk, blood drinking, reader loses blood-drinking virginity, heavy praise, reader’s genitalia referred to as ‘pussy’ and ‘clit’, pussy-eating, reader rides Tenya, Tenya Iida is referred to as having tits (bc he does), cumming inside.

author's note: henry's back with more self-indulgence babieeee! inspired by me reading dracula in july/august but it took me a whole month to finish bc writer's block!!

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There was no situation where fainting in front of a colleague was not humiliating. However, fainting just inches away from the press after apprehending a dangerous villain brought the situation to a new level of horror that even you, in your barely lucid state, could recognise. Working as a pro with a vampire quirk was bad enough (you’d lost count of the amount of people that refused to let you rescue them) without your delivery of blood supply being delayed by two weeks. So, here you sat with Ingenium (or, rather, Tenya Iida in his civilian clothing) in his office, only too conscious of your empty stomach.

“You really ought to be taking better care of yourself, Y/N,” Tenya fussed, his strong brow furrowed in concern, “how can you expect to take care of the public if you are neglecting your need for food?” 

“I can’t help my blood delivery being delayed, Iida.” 

No matter how hard you tried you couldn’t muster a single scrap of vitriol against the man sitting in front of you, especially after he’d carried you back to his office. A silence settled between the two of you; you could not stop staring at his neck. Without his helmet on, you were unashamed to say that he was gorgeous. You longed to bury your teeth underneath that powerful jawline as you straddled his muscular waist. Frankly, it was embarrassing, how hungry looking at him made you. He loudly sighed.

“I just wish that you would have told me: I could have ordered some for you myself.” You couldn’t help the way you rolled your eyes. In what world would you have begged your boss to help? Even so, you couldn’t stop staring at his flesh.

Ever since your quirk manifested, you promised that you would never drink from another person – you’d ignored the instinct to do so for years now – but the man in front of you was wearing your resolve thin. Every muscle in your body ached to lunge at Tenya, pin him down and drink from his neck until you had your fill.

“Y/N?” Your cheeks flushed with heat at the embarrassing realisation that you’d been caught daydreaming; now he was kneeling in front of you, eyes trained to your face. You couldn’t get out a single word. You swallowed harshly. “You can only have human blood, correct?” After some hesitation, you nodded your head. “I wouldn’t see anything wrong with you taking it from me, then.” As what he was getting at finally clicked, your eyes shot wide-open in mild terror, but Tenya cut you off before you could begin to protest, “as your boss, it’s my duty to ensure your wellbeing.” 

There was something of a challenge behind those beautiful eyes of his. Did he even know what he was getting himself in to? As much as your morals screamed at you, you couldn’t stop your hunger from winning out. Shakily, you stood up.

“This will be best if you’re laying down,” you gestured to the sofa you had just risen from and watched as Tenya took your place, unbuttoning his shirt slightly. 

Suddenly, the air was thick with anticipation; your sharpened senses were assaulted by the smell of Tenya’s exposed flesh – had he always been this irresistible to you? Saliva pooled in the base of your mouth as your tongue darted over your lips, catching on the sharp point of your fangs. Every step towards him felt like agony. As you finally reached his side, you hesitantly pressed your cold fingers against his pulse point; shivers ran over your spine at the sensation of life. Driven purely by nervous instinct, you straddled his waist and leaned over so your teeth were ghosting over his neck. You swallowed harshly.

“Sorry about this,” your voice was barely above a whisper, “it’s the best way for me to…”

“It’s okay. I understand.” Tenya’s voice was uncharacteristically soft and surprisingly composed, all things considered. It was taking every vestige of control left in your body not to lick over his neck.

“I’ve never done this before but I don’t think it hurts too much.” Finally, you took a deep breath in and let yourself sink into his neck, vaguely aware of the soft hiss the man beneath you let out.

In all your years, never had you tasted blood so fresh; you knew that you could never go back to frozen blood after this. Only half-aware of your whimpers, you sucked on Tenya eagerly and with little co-ordination. It was like you’d been traipsing around in some half-life until this very moment. With every morsel of blood that flooded past your lips, you were only vaguely aware of the way Tenya’s body had relaxed completely. No longer so stiff. No longer so proper. A low rumble of a groan reverberated in the base of his throat as his hands found their way to your waist, almost holding you in place.

Unlike your usually composed self, your work was messy. Blood pooled at the corners of your lips and dripped down Tenya’s neck like streams until you licked at it with a puppy-like desperation. Your hips wiggled subconsciously, brushing up against Tenya’s crotch. As you took your fill from him, you felt the bulge under his trousers grow; your base instincts urged you to grind down onto it, professionalism be damned. 

Every hum, every whine, every lewd suck that fell from your mouth seemed to spur Tenya on. His grip turned into some bruising as he guided your hips in his own rhythm, pants beginning to fall from his parted lips as you drank from him. Soon you were getting full. Your eyes were half-lidded and your vision unfocused as you took in your last sips of Tenya’s blood. Finally, you popped off with a lewd noise as you let rivulets of blood run front your lips. Your tongue hungrily lapped up the overspill of blood from his neck.

There was little focus to your vision; your eyes were hazy in a way they’d never been after a feed. You were beyond satisfied. In your blood-drunk state, you made no attempt to move from Tenya’s lap and smiled lazily at him. One of his hands moved from your waist to the corner of your mouth; he gathered his blood from your cheeks and lips with his thumb and pushed it into your mouth. You did not hesitate to clean it off with your tongue as your blown pupils bore into him.

“I never thought that you would be such a messy eater, Y/N,” his eyes had turned dark as he hooked his thumb into your mouth, “you were so pretty like that for me.” Tenya groaned as you eagerly sucked his thumb. As he pulled it out, strings of saliva kept the two of you connected, much to Tenya’s delight. He pulled you down for a messy kiss and ground up into you. A different form of hunger made itself known to you. 

Through your messy kisses, the pair of you made quick work of one another’s clothes, discarding them in a messy pile beside you until you broke the kiss.

“Are you sure you have enough energy to-” you were cut off by a harsh suck to your neck.

“Always. Now, sit on my face. I want my fill too.” You stumbled to meet his demands in a desperate haze, clumsily making your way over to him until your dripping pussy hovered just above his face. Hot breath fanned over your core, making you tremble with anticipation as Tenya’s arms looped around your thighs. “Come on, now: I told you to sit,” before you could even process the rough edge to his voice, he had yanked you down so your clit was flush to his nose.

The man below you gave you no chance to adjust as he opened his jaw wide and licked bold stripes up and down your folds; his humming against you sent you into overdrive and your thighs flexed underneath his strong hands. No matter how much you squirmed, Tenya refused to let up, letting his tongue rove over your clit with expert precision as he suckled on your folds. Now, his pupils were fully dilated, his irises just thin ribbons of colour as he began to thrust his tongue past your folds.

With each sound his ministrations pulled from you, Tenya became more feral – could this really be the same man who was chastising you for not eating mere moments ago? As he alternated between harsh sucks and gentle licking, you felt a knot in your lower stomach be pulled taut. Your juices were steadily leaking from you as you rut against his tongue like an animal in heat.

“Tenya, I-” you were cut off by a chuckle reverberating through your core, shutting off your thoughts.

“Let it go, pretty boy. C’mon.” That was all the permission you needed. The knot inside snapped with force, leaving you crying out as your thighs trembled in Tenya’s grip and you came on his face. Even as you reached the apex of your pleasure, his tongue licked bold stripes up and down you, hungry for more of your taste. It was as if you hadn’t drunk from him at all; it was as if this had filled him with energy. He only stopped his ministrations when your whines spilled into overstimulated pleasure.

Shakily, you crawled down his body, seating yourself over his boxers. Even as the pair of your greedily gasped for air, Tenya pulled your lips towards his, ensnaring them in another kiss. Your clit was still throbbing yet you couldn’t help but grind up against the bulge in his boxers. His hands caught your hips again. You were certain that his thumbs were going to leave bruises on your flesh. A single string of saliva connected your lips as he kneaded your thighs.

“You still want more?” Tenya’s voice was dangerously low as his hands moved to cup your ass; he moved to kiss your neck. In your fucked-out state, all you could do was nod and reach to pull his dick out of his boxers. 

You sat back to admire the sheer girth of it. Precum glinted in the orange glow of the sunset outside; more leaked from the tip as you gave it an experimental stroke, an accompanying groan falling from Tenya’s lips. The way his pink tip leaked made you feral; the ache inside returned once more as you lined yourself up with his cock. Each time it brushed up against your entrance, your body shivered with anticipation. Wordlessly, Tenya grasped your hip.

“What do you want, pretty boy?” Your throat went dry at his husky voice and hooded eyes, “I’m not going to give it to you unless you tell me what you want.”

“Please,” you swallowed thickly, “please let me sit on your cock and ride it. Please, Tenya.” For a few moments, the room was silent. Neither one of you dared to break the peace. Then, a feral grin spread across Tenya’s face.

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” he thrust his hips up without warning, fully sheathing himself inside you; punching a moan from your gut. You ground down against him, whining at the relief that he was finally inside you. A light fuzziness filled your head at the sudden fullness, invading your ears and narrowing your senses down to the point where your two bodies were connected; you rolled your hips experimentally, relishing in the pleasant ache that settled in your core. Tenya groaned lowly. His hands found their way to your waist again and he pulled you in closer; you gave another roll of your hips, desperate to hear him make that sound again.

“Come on, pretty boy. You asked to ride me,” he released his grip on you and folded his hands behind his head, “so do it.” 

Immediately you started bouncing in his lap, head thrown back as you struggled to control the sounds erupting from your parted lips. It was like Tenya’s words had taken all the breath from you, like he’d made you his personal toy as you followed his instructions with zero hesitation. Your hands found their way to his chest and gripped at his tits. You felt nearly mindless as you chased after your pleasure. In your fucked-out haze, you didn’t notice the way Tenya’s hand found its way in your hair until your face was pulled so it was nearly flush to his.

“There we go, that’s it. You get yourself off on my cock.” What was it about that proper voice that was making your head spin? How could someone so straight-laced have a mouth like this? The very dichotomy of it had you bouncing your hips faster, desperately chasing your release as Tenya panted into your ear.

Suddenly, your hips were frozen mid-bounce. No matter how much you squirmed and mewled, there was no releasing them. After agonising seconds of still, Tenya began rocking his hips up into you, hitting the spot that made you lose what little composure you had.

“Ah- fuck! Tenya-a!” Your cries melted into the walls as the man beneath you refused to let up, bringing you closer and closer to the brink you were so ready to throw yourself off of. Each sentence, each word, each thought you attempted to string together fell apart with each drag of his cock against your walls; you clenched down on him and tried to meet his thrusts with your hips. He laughed mockingly against the shell of your ear.

“You’re so fucking desperate to cum, it’s adorable. If I had known that you turned into a slut after your feeds, I would have offered myself up ages ago,” your legs began shaking with oversensitivity as Tenya threatened to bring you a second orgasm. His thrusts became more erratic as you panted like a desperate puppy. “Fuck, I’m so close, pretty boy. Are you going to let me fill you up again?” You nodded your head desperately. Tenya forced your head to still. “Use your words, pretty boy.”

“Fill me up again, Tenya!” Even with the way your words slurred together, your direction was clear enough. With a few more sloppy and desperate thrusts, he finished inside you, groaning at his eventual release. You followed suit soon afterwards at the warmth inside you.

For a few precious moments, the only sound in Tenya’s office was the ragged breaths shared between the two of you. Tenya slipped out of you slowly and watched as his spend followed his cock out. The feeling of relief was mutual. You climbed off of him and sat next to his head, still not present enough to care much about your state of undress. Tenya finally spoke.

“When do you next need a feed?” You pondered his question for a moment and turned to look at him.

“I need one every week,” doubt crept in to the edges of your mind. Was this him brushing you off? “My blood delivery should be here by then so there’s-” A soft arm chop cut your train of thought off.

“No need, Y/N. I insist that you feed from me next week, just in my own house,” his eyes bore into yours, suddenly serious again. “I refuse to let this be a one-time thing.”

[purpleph4se]

masterlist | +18

welcome to my personal hell <3 minors gtfo !

hai my name is jules (she/her) i’m a 20 year old junior majoring in psychology ^_^ and i like to write smut if u haven’t noticed yet, i write about whatever im fixating over at the moment >_<

more about me <3

requests are not open ! but i love getting yalls questions or thoughts !

all my writing is tagged under #my writing !

my ao3 <3

my main <3 bit more active over there

films

ian malcolm | jurassic park

drabble

the wizard of oz | wicked

million dollar man part 1

the spot / johnathon ohnn | itsv

immaterial

namor | wakanda forever

oneshot breeding thoughts

shows

tenya iida | mha

drabble

armand | iwtv

devotion part 1, part 2

homelander | the boys

office relations drabble priest thoughts

rafa quintero | narcos

ultraviolence

adrian chase / vigilante | peacemaker

undone

video games

hwei | league of legends

nsft alphabet

shang tsung | mortal kombat

look upon me

sigma | overwatch

shades of cool

chamber | valorant

écoute chérie

[bokunoheros]

ᯓ BOKUNOHEROS’ PRESENTS

KINKTOBER 2024 ۫ ꣑ৎ

WARNING: this list will contain DARK CONTENT and completely NSFW/NSFT content. MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY. THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING IF THE TITLE WASNT OBVIOUS.

DAY 1: marking ft. katsuki bakugou  DAY 2: temperature play ft. shouto todoroki  DAY 3: thigh fucking ft. tenya iida  DAY 4:  praise kink ft. tamaki amajiki DAY 5: electrocution ft. denki kaminari  DAY 6: shibari ft. shouta aizawa  DAY 7: begging ft. neito monoma

DAY 8: threesome ft. shouto todoroki & katsuki bakugou  DAY 9: virginity loss ft. izuku midoriya  DAY 10: sensory deprivation ft. tomura shigaraki  DAY 11: uniforms ft. neito monoma  DAY 12: squirting ft. shouta aizawa  DAY 13: voyeurism ft. tenya iida  DAY 14: branding ft. touya todoroki (dabi)

DAY 15: overstimulation | forced orgasm ft. izuku midoriya  DAY 16: finger sucking ft. katsuki bakugou  DAY 17: breeding | cockwarming ft. keigo takami (hawks)  DAY 18: semi-public | almost getting caught ft. shouto todoroki  DAY 19: biting ft. eijirou kirishima DAY 20: bloodplay ft. himiko toga DAY 21: cali's birthday special! ft. shouto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, & eijirou kirishima 

DAY 22: head pushing ft. katsuki bakugou  DAY 23: corruption ft. tomura shigaraki  DAY 24: sex tape ft. touya todoroki (dabi)  DAY 25: somnophilia ft. shouta aizawa  DAY 26: gagging ft. denki kaminari  DAY 27: love making ft. eijirou kirishima DAY 28: dacryphilia | toys ft. keigo takami (hawks)

DAY 29: food play ft. tamaki amajiki DAY 30: humiliation ft. katsuki bakugou DAY 31: size difference ft. shouto todoroki

everyone say thank your fordula for making this aesthetic. 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[succubirevenge]

Iida would only let you fuck yourself on a dildo replica of his dick. Eveything else is subpar in his eyes, so why would you use it? Only the best for his pussy.

[coaxol0tl]

nsfw,spanking,piss, dubcon(?)

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Iida being sick of Mineta bc he was being extra bratty 2day, just all around pissy & irritable to every1

So he invites every1 to the common room but doesn't tell Mineta what it's for

So Mineta shows up, confused as to why everybody is sitting in front of Iida

He doesnt even bother explaining anything to the small boy, he just snatches him & forces Mineta over his knees

Mineta his squirming & kicking & yelling, but it's no use

No one is going to help him

Iida forces Minetas pants down to his ankles

Theres a brief moment of quiet, then Iida smacks Minetas ass, harsh & fast

He's wailling now, crying as hard as he can, through his tears Mineta can see that some of his friends have started masturbating, clearly enjoying his misery

Iida is not letting up & Minetas head hurts, his face is burning & his heart is beating rabbit fast alongside his shuddering gasps

He clenches his chubby thighs, a pressure building in his abdomen

No, not now, he cant-!!

Its too much pressure his body cant hold on, with a final body wracking sob, he pisses himself

It soaks his thighs, & Iidas as well, darkening & staying his pristine slacks

Mineta wimpers as he feels something hot hit his limp body, along with load groans

Mineta can barely move as Iida gently picks him up & gives him a deceptively sweet kiss, quite contradicting to Minetas mushed brain

He passes out on the way to his room, body aching & mind blank

Iida smiles, it's his favorite look on Mineta

[chako-chip]

him

[thewheezingwyvern]

Thigh riding kink😩

Iida Tenya: You know Lord Thunder Thighs had to be here. HE DESERVED THIS SPOT. ProHero work has really beefed him up, so his thighs are even thicker. He cannot get enough of watching you grind yourself down on his thigh, flexing at just the right moment to increase your pleasure. His hands will guide your hips and he'd push you to your own orgasm.

Aizawa: It's no secret that Shouta is always really tired. So this kink allows you to bring yourself pleasure. He'd lean back in his seat, fold his arms behind his head and watch you ride his thigh. It's also the perfect view to drink in your facial expressions. He'd have you ride his thigh until you were begging for his cock to be inside you.

Shindou: With his Quirk any part of him could bring you immense pleasure. But he loves it when you ride his thigh because it's the perfect place for him to bully you while he stimulates your clit until it aches. And it's the perfect spot to suddenly flip you onto your back and fuck you until you're screaming.

((Send me a Kink and I'll respond with some BNHA characters that I think would be into it!))

[mysinfulmuses]

Tensei Iida is on his way to healing completely from his near fatal fight with Hero Killer Stain, yet his mind still has a long way to go. Trapped in an endless loop of flash backs and plagued with nightmares, what can he do? He had failed at the one thing he ever wanted to do, become a hero and protect people, yet who is there to protect him from his own mind which tries daily to poison him? What should he do when he starts seeing Stain everywhere, yet no one believes him?

This is very self-indulgent with which I have thrown together some good plot as well. Inspired by my own depraved mind, my willingness to delve into the psychosis of fictional characters and fanart, I bring you What's Left of Me. Comments are much appreciated!

[saccharinesugawara]

Cockwarming Tenya Iida

inspired by my brain bc FUCK i need tenya so badly.

This was all you needed. After the chaos of your day, after all the bright lights and piercing sounds, you could rest with Tenya’s cock in your mouth. Whether he was doing paperwork or just reading a book, you weren’t be sure. But it didn’t matter. Not when his hand was carding through your hair. Not when you were suckling on his gorgeous tip. 

Above you, Tenya groaned lowly at the way your tongue lapped at his sensitive slit. His hand moved to caress your cheek, admiring the soft skin. The rumble of his low chuckle drifted into your head, fuzzy from submission.

“There we go. You look so much happier now,” he hummed quietly, “you just needed some help clearing your head.” 

He was right, of course. He always was. Always knew your mind, body and soul better than you ever could. That was why he patted at his lap as soon as you came in from work. With Tenya, there was no need for words. He just knew.

As the deep-rooted tingle of submission ran up and down your spine, you cast your eyes up to Tenya’s face, half-focused on whatever he was supposed to be doing, half-admiring the peace that rimmed your eyes as you took more of him into your mouth.

“That’s it: take as much as you need, sweetheart.” His words floated into your ears. Under his care, you felt your worries melt away and your thoughts devolve into a pacified quiet.

[bokunoheros]

BOKUNOHEROS' MASTERPOST.

this is a SHARED BLOG, that will feature NSFT* content as well as DARK CONTENT. don't like? DNI. 🙅 minors? DNI w/ NSFT or D.C.

*what's NSFT? not safe for tumblr!

CALIUS 🦊

     hello! i am CALIUS, i'm 20, and i have been writing in general since around 2015, and have been honing my skills since. i will be writing mostly nsft and dark content, but may do something sweet or sfw every once in a while. my pronouns are HE/IT/MOON, and i am transmasc non-binary. here is my ko-fi!

     i have been very on and off into bnha since around 2017/2018, however, now i’m fully invested (god save me). i have not read the manga, but i am up-to-date with the anime, and i am aware of SPOILERS for the ENDING. 

KATSUKI BAKUGOU is my HUSBAND, while SHOUTO TODOROKI is my BOYFRIEND. i have two hands for a reason. these are the characters you will see me posting the most about. (KEIGO TAKAMI is my sneaky lil side piece.)

XENOVA 🐙

hii!! my name is XENOVA and i’m 18. i’ve been writing for my hero since 2018 :0 i use ANY pronouns. shoutout to calius for proof reading and grammar checking all my work btw

i’m also a fan of other media so bnha is NOT my top priority and i do struggle a deal with writers block but i promise i’ll still try to write good work for you guys <3!

i’m desperately in love with TOMURA SHIGARAKI, while TAMAKI AMAJIKI is my side piece (and DENKI KAMINARI is my sneaky link). i’m caught up on the anime and know spoilers for the manga so if you wanna chat please send a dm!! much love mwah mwah 💋

FORDULA 🪲

hey so i'm actually super normal (lie), but my name is STANFORD and i am 18 :P i am in love with TENYA IIDA, DENKI, and HITOSHI!!... i have a tumblr and ao3, but i'm inactive as hell so don't expect shit from me, despite me being an avid smut writer... i do work a full time job (unlike these 2), and i may not be quite as active!

MASTERLIST. (coming soon!)

KINKTOBER 2024.

OUR DISCORD.

INDIVIDUAL ADMIN RULES.

GENERAL RULES.

we will NOT write for:

YUGA AOYAMA, KOJI KODA, RIKIDO SATOU, MEZO SHOJI, TORU HAGAKURE, MINOROU MINETA, the entirety of CLASS 1-B with the exception of NEITO MONAMA

ALL of SHIKETSU HIGH & KETSUBUTSU ACADEMY with the exceptions of CAMIE UTSUSHIMI, & YO SHINDOU

ALL PRO HEROS with the exceptions of KEIGO TAKAMI/HAWKS, RUMI USAGIYAMA/MIRKO, SHOUTA AIZAWA/ERASERHEAD, NEMURI KAYAMA/MIDNIGHT, & YU TAKEYAMA/MT LADY 

THE LEAGUE OF VILLAINS with the exceptions of TOMURA SHIGARAKI, TOUYA TODOROKI/DABI, & HIMIKO TOGA

VIGILANTES

PARANORMAL LIBERATION FRONT

GENRES we write:

SMUT (MINORS DNI w/ 18+ CONTENT)

DARK CONTENT/DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

YANDERE

ANGST

COLLEGE AU

FANTASY AU

FLUFF

MODERN/REAL LIFE AU

SOULMATE AU

SMAU

any AU You, yes You!, can think of! just send in an ask :3

ABOUT THE TRIO

CALIUS and XENOVA have known each other since 2020, and have been almost inseparable since then despite never having met in person (yet). 

CALIUS and FORDULA have known each other since 2022(?), having met in highschool, and hang out often irl.

XENOVA and FORDULA met through CALIUS.

[saccharinesugawara]

Lessons in Holding Your Tongue

word count: 1048

pairing: tenya iida x transmasc!reader

includes: d/s dynamic, sub!reader, spanking, dom!tenya iida, use of 'sir' honorific, shibari, aftercare

author's note: this? this is pure self-indulgence. i have a swearing problem and i need tenya to fix it.

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“Any tingling, darling?” You squeezed Tenya’s index finger and opened your hand against the gentle pressure of his own. Even though you were on your stomach, you could still make out the way the cobalt blue ropes held your body in place. You looked gorgeous, tied up by and for him. 

“No, Sir. All green.” You replied contentedly. Tenya rewarded you with a gentle head scratch and a kiss to your temple.

As you rested your head on the pillow, you relished in the breeze that ghosted over your naked and bound body. All was peaceful in yours and Tenya’s bedroom as he rifled through the box of impact toys you two had accumulated over the years; anticipation lapped at the edges of your mind like waves on a sandy shore.

From behind you, the thwack of wood against skin rang through the air. Tenya hummed thoughtfully before he moved round to your head, wooden paddle in hand. He gently tipped your head up with his spare hand and traced the implement over your cheek. You could just make out the open toy box through the small holes in the paddle.

“Do you think you can handle this today?” His voice was soft; his thumb stroked at your cheek. You nodded in response to which he gently slapped your face, “don’t slip down yet. I need your words, darling.”

“Yes, Sir,” your voice was laced with anticipation, “I can handle the paddle.” A smile spread across Tenya’s face.

“There’s my good boy.” He moved around so he was next to your arse. The paddle settled on your right buttock cheek, pressing into your skin. Tenya cleared his throat. 

“I must say, darling, you’ve been improving your language under these new rules,” his voice was now stern, but loving. The wooden implement rubbed over the globe of your arse as he spoke. “But you still went over your cursing limit. Remind me how many swear words I allow you every week.” 

“Twenty-one, Sir. Which averages out to three a day, Sir.” He softly chuckled behind you.

“I see you’re learning,” he bent down so his lips were ghosting the shell of your ear, “and yet you still went four words over the limit which earns you…?” You took a deep breath to counter the anticipation rising in your throat.

“Twenty spanks, Sir. Five for each swear word.” Tenya rewarded your prompt answer with a kiss on the back of your neck.

“Remember to count aloud.” 

Perhaps it wouldn’t be surprising to the outside world if they knew that his strictness followed him into the bedroom; that didn’t make this any less tantalising, though. This rule was new for the both of you – something you’d been hesitant to bring up to Tenya – but your language had already started improving since its implementation. In fact, expanding your dynamic outside of bedroom matters was doing wonders for both of you.

Whilst the first five strikes were sharp, they were merely warm-ups, and therefore not hard enough to cause any serious bruising. That was for later. For now, you just counted each strike dutifully and thanked him every time. 

Come strike six, his hand squeezed your arse cheeks, admiring the heat that thrummed through them. There was complete still for a moment as he inspected his paddle-work. Your breath quickened. Seven, eight, nine and ten all came in rapid succession, all delivered hard enough to have you jolting forward in your bindings.

“Ah!” You cried out as Tenya roughly pulled you back, “ten, thank you, Sir.” He checked your bindings once again.

“Halfway through, darling. You’re taking this so well,” his hands rubbed over flesh that would surely bruise, “are you still green?” 

“Yes, Sir. Please continue my punishment.” It was impossible to miss the low rumbling of his chuckles even as you breathed deep to settle yourself again.

Already, you were beginning to bruise as the paddle struck down again on the tender flesh. With each hit, Tenya added more force as if he was completely unaware of your loud shouts; the thud of the wooden paddle mixed with the sting of the holes carved into it was making your head spin with overstimulation. 

“Oh- sixteen, thank you, Sir! Fu-Oh!” It took you a moment to regain composure after your close call, “seventeen, thank you, Sir.” Tears were beginning to prick at the corners of your eyes; your legs were trembling under the heaviness of the last few strikes. 

“Good save, pretty boy. Only three more to go.” His voice cooed softly, giving you a moment to catch your breath before he brought the paddle back down with a harsh crack. You screamed in pain.

“Eighteen! Thank you, Sir!” Tears finally pushed themselves over your lash line as you took gasping sobs. Tenya refused to let up and delivered the final two spanks in quick, brutal fashion. “Nineteen! Twen-nty! Thank you, thank you, thank you, Sir!” Your desperate babbling filled the room as you struggled to catch your breath. Your lover set the paddle down and crouched down in front of you. He lifted your face up.

The pillow below you was drenched with your tears. You wept openly and leaned into Tenya’s large hand, still thanking him for punishing you as your brain was teetering on the edge of subspace. With the utmost care, he brought your lips to his, catching them in a loving but uncontrolled kiss.

“You took your punishment so well, I’m so proud of you, baby boy.” He mumbled against your lips as he wiped away the tears from your face with the pads of his thumbs. Here, you were safe. Tenya would always protect you, push you to be the best version of yourself. “You can slip down, sweetheart. Sir’s got you.” You needed no other prompting; any remaining tension held by your body evaporated as you sunk into complete submission.

By the time you came back to the present moment, the ropes and toy box had been stashed back into their rightful places. Tenya had just finished applying the arnica cream and was now holding you close to his chest. His heartbeat thudded calmly against his chest. Maybe this wasn’t everyone’s idea of domestic bliss, but for the two of you? Nothing could ever compare. 

[saccharinesugawara]

i can't stop thinking about tenya iida with an eager and overthinking s/o. someone who's so eager to go further and further but also can't stop their mind from racing at speeds that honestly terrify them.

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You're sitting in Tenya's lap, body pressed close to his as your lips are pressed to one another. Every time you pull away, strings of saliva seem to reel you back in. Your body is thrumming with excitement and you can't stop the way your hips roll against his clothed body. As the room is filled with ragged breaths and muffled groans, your mind is racing on forward. It's as if the present moment has catapulted you into a world of what-ifs, a plethora of lewd images, until you are suddenly somewhere else entirely. It's not until his firm grasp on your ass moves up to your back.

"Breathe, sweetheart," his low voice hums in your ear, "let's not get ahead of ourselves now." The rough pads of his fingers rub circles into the small of your back as he nips at your neck. "Just focus on me, darling. Can you do that for me?"

[saccharinesugawara]

INCLUDES: transmasc!reader, chubby!reader, pet play if you squint, corsets, collars, use of the term 'boycunt'

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There was something about Tenya’s appraising gaze that had you frozen to the spot. In the dim light of your bedroom, your boyfriend sat on the bed as he admired the way the cobalt blue corset hugged your curves. The charged silence was only interrupted by your shuddering breath, eager for Tenya to reward your patience.

He stood up and paced over to you; his fingertips traced over the leather collar that adorned your neck. As his breath fanned over your neck, his lips quirked up into a smirk when his calloused pads found their way to the tag. ‘PROPERTY OF TENYA IIDA’ was inscribed onto it. He flicked the bell beside it, chuckling at the ringing sound it made.

“You’re such a pretty puppy, you know that?” You whined when his arms wrapped around your waist, feeling his hard cock press against your corseted stomach. He pinched the globe of your ass. “Words, pretty boy.”

“All f’r you, Tenya.” He hummed contentedly and sucked a bruise into your shoulder. Tenya effortlessly picked you up and roughly threw you onto the bed, crawling over you with a hungry look in his deep blue eyes.

Your legs were pushed up to your chest, leaving your boycunt exposed to the cool air. A wolfish grin spread across his features at the sight of your chubby thighs squeezed in the palms of his hands. Never in all of his wildest fantasies did Tenya think he would get to see something as beautiful and as lewd as this. Corset and collar. All in his colours. All paid for by him. All worn by his chubby, pretty boyfriend. Pride swole up in his chest.

“Oh, my pretty baby,” he leaned down to your ear, “I’m going to fuck ruin you.”

tenya iida goes feral for pretty boys in corsets and collars. send fucking tweet.

[thewheezingwyvern]

Hi, iida simp here to deliver the horni.

I guess this is kinda a corruption kink thing and size kink. So imagine a not so innocent y/n and a fvcking MASSIVE iida. Puny y/n facing iida while riding him, pointing out iidas face, the bulge in their stomach, making him burst over and over again till he's a incoherent mess. Idk, just a thought.

Tumblr has ruined me

sdlfa NGL this gives me the fantastic image of Reader teasing the shit out of him for it too. Iida is so uptight and proper that anything sexual like this would get him flustered but so turned on at once. I mean eventually he’d ease up with you but at first? Super embarrassed. But also makes it fun to really push him over the edge.  :D

And tumblr has not ruined you. It has evolved you. 

[coaxol0tl]

42// Mineta with anyone 👀

Mineta sighed miserably as he gazed at Iida from across the room. The larger boy studiously ignoring him or maybe he was just that absorbed in his work. Either one was easily possible.

The small boy was sprawled in Iida's bed, in Iida's dorm room. Doing homework - which Mineta finished ten minutes ago - and not fooling around like he had hoped.

He pouted and sighed again, if he wanted to do anything he'd have to initiate it himself.

So he hopped of the bed and lazily made his way over to his boyfriend.

He placed his hands on Iida's thigh, the larger boy pausing his writing and watched Mineta with a quirked brow and an unimpressed expression.

"Do you need something, Minoru?" Iida inquired. He then gestured to his desk, covered in paper and textbooks. "I'm a little busy as you can see."

Mineta hummed lightly, then pulled himself up into Iida's lap. He wrapped his small arms around the larger boys neck and leaned in so his lips were brushing against Iida's.

"Hmm, I can think of a few things I want, baby." Mineta purred, curling his fingers in Iida's dark hair.

Iida sighed, but before he could answer, Mineta pressed a deep kiss to Iida's mouth. He coaxed the tight seam of the larger boys lips open, and curled his tongue, tasting every inch of his boyfriends mouth.

He moaned openly into the kiss, wet and heavy, thrusting his hips against Iida's firm stomach. Large hands curled tight around his hips and he whined low in his chest when he was pulled away.

"I have to finish my work, Minoru. This can wait." Iida said firmly, leaving no room to be swayed.

Mineta blinked, his mind still heavy from the quick onslaught of arousal.

"What?" He had to have heard Iida wrong.

Iida lifted Mineta up from his lap and set him on the ground.

"I said this could wait." He waved his hand at his bed. "Just wait, and be patient."

No, looks like he heard right.

Mineta gaped for a moment. His face heated in irritation, and he turned away huffily.

“Fine. I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.”

He went over to the bed and pulled a box out from under it, and hopped back up on to the mattress.

Popping open the lid, Mineta watched Iida out the corner of his eye. The larger boys shoulders were tense and his pencil was moving in a stiff jerky motion.

Mineta smirked at the reaction, and pulled what he wanted out of the box.

A tube of lube and a bright pink dildo. He remembers that he bought it as a joke to mess with Iida, but the larger boy immediately turned and wrecked him with it.

A good memory, he dreamily sighed.

Mineta shucked his pants and underwear off and tossed them to the ground in a crumpled pile. Smirking at the mild twitch that it pulled from his overly organized boyfriend.

He popped open the cap on the lube and squirted the contents over his fingers. Warming the slick liquid.

He reached between his chubby thighs and massaged at his entrance, easily managing to slip two fingers in. He pressed his head into the pillow under him, and gave out a soft, mildly exaggerated moan. Carefully watching Iida the whole time.

Mineta could see a red flush peeking from the collar of Iida's impossibly neat shirt, and the scratch of the pencil against paper had stopped. Looks like he was getting to him.

Mineta twisted his fingers in deep as he could, not really being able to get all the good spots he wanted, his fingers weren't as long as Iida's, but he had an easy solution.

He pulled his fingers out with a wet squelch, making him burn hotter with arousal. He grabbed the dildo and slicked it up.

Mineta pressed the head of it against his hole, the coolness of it making him shiver. He quickly shoved it inside of himself, over half of it bemiries inside of his body, he arches his back and let out a gasping whine at the sudden intrusion.

Quickly reaching down, he gripped the base of his cock to keep himself from coming to soon.

Taking rapid breathes, Mineta reached down and started to pump the dildo in and out of his body in a steady rhythm.

He was so absorbed in his pleasure and the fullness of his body, that he barely noticed Iida standing and stalking over to him.

He let out a choked off confused moan when a large hand curled under his knee and pulled him wide open. Iida's large body taking up the space between his spread, chubby legs.

"I told you to wait, and instead you decide to fuck yourself right next to me, knowing that I'm trying to get work done." Iida hissed next to Mineta's ear.

Mineta shuddered and he opened his mouth, trying to apologize.

Iida only hushed him before he could get a word out.

"No, I'm going to give you exactly what you want, you little brat." He growled.

Iida reached down and roughly yanked the dildo out with an obscene, wet sound that echoed in Mineta's ears.

"You better be ready, because I'm not going to stoo."

Mineta shuddered at the growled out promise. And he hide a small smirk into Iida's hair when the larger boy leant down to mark Mineta up.

Exactly as he planned.