#tw.chubby chaser

[shorkbrian]

Kirishima is a chubby chaser, what can I say.

The moment he sets eyes on you he’s hooked, practically salivating as you giggle and walk with your friends down the sidewalk, so much skin bared to the hot hot sun and his wandering gaze.

Would it be creepy for Kirishima to do a 180 and follow you? Yeah, but luckily the man has confidence to cross the street, march right up and start flirting instead. 

It’s such a bold, creepy move, the big man crossing into your path and flashing you a smile and a wink, a “Hi cutie!” being the first thing out of his mouth. If your friend wasn’t with you, you’d feel threatened by the man. Even now, in broad daylight on a busy street, you’re quite intimidated. 

He just wants to take you home, right then and there, something wrong with that?

Somehow his boldness makes you agree to a coffee date, and then a picnic, then a movie. More and more dates until you know him well enough to call him your boyfriend, and he calls you sugar and baby and puddin’ and anything sweet that he can think of.

It makes him weak in the knees when you wear clothes that show off your skin, even if it’s just a little bit of shoulder or little shorts that make him want to grab you and start biting at your thighs until they’re covered in marks. 

The man acts on his impulses sometimes, jaw dropping when you come out of your house wearing something attractive. He can’t stop himself from circling an arm around your waist, letting a hand wander to fall on your ass and squeeze, chuckling when you squeak and bat him away with hands smaller than his.

When he gets you in his car, he’s leaning over to face-plant onto your thighs, growling and sucking on them like they’re covered in his favorite sauce while you shriek and pull at his hair.

“Kiri! Stop it, that’s-! Too much, we’re-we’re in public!”

“Lemme eat baby, just want a quick snack.” He’ll joke, mouth still brushing against your thighs. It’s a good thing you’re old enough to not live with your parents, explaining why it looks like your legs are bruised and littered with bite-marks would be difficult.

The first time you build up the courage to say “yes” when the man breathlessly asks to fuck you, Kirishima lights up like the literal sun. He bounces off the bed where he’d been holding you to his side, kissing all over your neck and collarbones, idly rubbing himself off against the softness of your thigh as you let your hands wander over his muscles, his biceps.

“I-.......I’m nervous...” You admit hesitantly. What if the redhead sees your bare skin and doesn’t like it’s shape? What if he thinks you’re ugly, or gross, or he gets soft the moment you slide off your shorts? You can’t stand the thought of rejection, not now, not from Kiri.

But the man coos, strides back over with long, athletic steps to grab your face, squishing your cheeks so he can steal a kiss. “We’ll take it slow, yeah?”

Lube is fetched, lights are turned off, Kiri shucks off his clothes and bundles under the covers while you watches, nerves eating your insides, flushing your cheeks, twisting your stomach and making you feel tingly and strung-out.

As soon as you push down your shorts, Kiri’s hooking your leg over his hip, lube-covered fingers coming to stroke flesh hidden by your panties while he distracts you with more kisses, words of praise.

“You’re so hot.”

“God, you’re so soft all over, makes me wanna eat you up, grab you ‘n never let go.”

“Just know you’re gonna make me feel so good, you’re so pretty and all warm.”

He preps you well, enough to have your head swirling and toes curling before he deigns to shift closer, let you feel the drooling tip of his cock.

“Deep breaths baby, relax.” And then he’s sinking inside, inch by torturous inch. It doesn’t burn, it doesn’t hurt, just feels.... uncomfortable. Unusual. 

But not bad.

Soft and sweet, that’s how he makes love to you, gentle kisses and hands filled with strength. You’re often insecure - what if he’s turned off by your inexperience? Would he be happier with someone that was fit like him? Are you even good enough to be sleeping with him? but Kiri never stops, insatiable when it comes to your body.

God, you’re just so plush and fuckable, Kiri can’t stop himself from gettin’ all hard just thinking about you, how you’d feel so good in his hands all squishy and soft.

He gets so excited even just making out with you, kisses turning sloppy and messy as he pants into your mouth, desperate and wanting. He’ll drag your hand down to rub at his bulge between his legs, pushing his hips up into your hand while you blush and squirm in embarrassment. 

You’re embarrassed and maybe a bit uncomfortable, but it’s hard to focus on that when Kirishima’s whining like a needy baby, pressing your hand down even harder on his cock, wet spots forming through his underwear, soaking the fabric. You can feel how big he is, feel every twitch and every throb of blood as his dick pulses underneath your hand.

Kirishima’s other hand will be tracing groping at your ass, struggling to ground himself as he ruts against your fingers.

Or he’s wrapping his arms around you from behind, kissing at the side of your neck and pressing real close to rub his hardness against you, make it clear what he wants, what he needs.

But he always tries his hardest to stay gentle in his thrusts, even though it’s clear that he has experience, hips that are used to this movement, used to sex and driving into a warm little hole again and again while he growls and nips at plump flesh.

He’s not gentle after he snoops through your computer, through your phone, checking your texts, reassuring himself that he’s the only one you’re talking to. Kirishima didn’t find anything to make him doubt your loyalty, but what he did find made his blood boil straight down to his dick.

“You been holdin’ out on me.” Comes his thick words as he swings his hips, pounding into your gushy, overworked cunt.

Little cries escape your mouth on each thrust, thighs struggling to snap shut around his bulk, but only succeeding in trapping him closer against your heat. 

“Don’t try ‘n run, you ain’t gonna get far.” Kirishima grins, sweat dripping off his brow.

The way you moan out teary pleads make his cock pulse inside you and fuck, Kiri’s never thought that he’d be into this kind of thing, but seeing it on your computer browser worked him up into a frenzy.

“Who would’ve known that such a sweet little thing - fuck - is actually a nasty little - unh - freak?” 

The words cause your tears to overflow - that and the brutal way Kiri’s bullying his cock into you, even though you’ve already cum, body shaking and trembling  while you gasp and choke through the sensation. 

There’s no relief, no respite. Kirishima’s found the porn you like, the sites you visit late at night and blush over, idly wondering how it’d feel to have someone treat you like the fucked-out girls and cock-drunk boys moaning before your eyes.

He’ll edge you, again and again with his tongue and fingers until you’re sobbing, begging him to let you cum, all shame and dignity removed as the single thought of getting release remains. Kiri’ll fuck you then, pushing in slow and steady, tease you until you’re practically clawing at him in desperation, wailing for him to go faster, to make you cum. The only thing that’ll get him to break is when you cry that he’s not taking care of you. 

Then he’s making you cum so much that your body goes numb, no longer buzzy and electric and twitchy from riding the edge of orgasm for so long. No, now you’re shaking and struggling to form words, mind as mushy as your soft little cunt.

Kirishima is buying you clothes - skimpy little outfits that you’re far too ashamed and insecure to wear, but he forces you into them anyway. “Just for a second, you’ll look so good!”

It truly is just for a second, because then the clothes are getting shredded as Kiri pushes you up against the mirror, little groans falling from his lips and against your throat as he slides home, deep into your pussy.

Now that he knows he doesn’t have to be gentle with you, Kirishima isn’t afraid to indulge himself a little. After all, you can take it, right?