#🔥 Todoroki brain rot

[dorimena]

Shoto being an adorable submissive lil thing who goes crazy with humiliation. Call him names, tell him he’s a lil slut.

You’re usually soft, kind and gentle with Shoto, mostly because he’s such a good boy, such a good submissive boy.

He’s usually obedient, compliant, loves praise.

But he goes absolutely crazy when you humiliate him.

If he usually mewls and whines as you talk softly to him and praise how good he feels, he’ll be having a hard time muffling his cries and gleeful screams as you calm him names, tease the shit out of him, mock his pathetic whimpers and compare them to that of a dog.

But his favorite words, his favorite two words, are ‘little slut’.

Now that has him cumming almost immediately.

You’re not fucking him right now, feeling tired from how draining work is, but Shoto’s been insistent, and you would’ve punished him but, again, you’re fucking tired. Physically, at least, never emotionally. So this pretty boy had you pinned to the wall when you came through the front door, pressing his hardon as he moaned your name over and over, trying so hard to provoke you. He even went ahead and gave his shot on mocking and teasing you, calling you names.

Ah, so he’s in that mood.

You’re sucking his dick like there’s no tomorrow right now, eyes staring up at his as he struggles to not close them, but he sucks at following those orders, always had, so you pull away, massaging your jaw as you laugh, smacking his thigh as he jumps ‘awake’, eyes looking at you with such a fevered haze.

“Here I am, sucking your dick while being tired as fuck, and you go ahead and close your eyes? Shoto! I only asked you one thing! Can’t your dumb mind do that? Oh wait, no it can’t. Why?”

You wait for his answer, humming as he watch him struggle to catch his breath, or thoughts. His thighs slightly quiver as he finally speaks.

“B-Because, um, I’m a-a, um, slut.”

“A what?”

“A slut!”

You chuckle, kissing his hickey-covered thighs before trailing again back to his dick, playing around before he messes up.

“Shoto, we’ll be doing this as many times until you learn to keep your eyes on me, got it?” He nods, lips trembling as he tries to remember what it is you call him.

“You’re a what, Shoto?”

“A-a whore?”

You raise an eyebrow, lightly slapping his dick to watch him hold back a shout.

“Wrong. Think for once in your life, Shoto. You’re a what?”

He’s trying, he really is, but he can’t remember, not when he’s so close to cumming.

Oh! Now he remembers!

“A slut!”

“You are a slut, a little dicked slut. Look at this! This little thing won’t stop moving! Train it better Shoto, how else can I suck this? And I shouldn’t even! It’s so small like you.”

And without warning, he cums all over your face, the back of one of his hands pressing hard on his mouth as he sobs out your name, eyes struggling to not roll back or cross, forcing them to stay on your face as more and more of his cum paints your nose, lips, chin, cheeks. He barely misses an eye until he slumps, panting harshly before whining loudly.

You slapped his dick again, a bit harder than before.

“Try finding someone to suck your dick for a week, Shoto.”

And you left to quickly wash off the stickiness, keeping an ear out as Shoto trembles, either in complete horniess or fear with horniness.

[dorimena]

Since we’re on the Todoroki train, I’ve been thinking about denying him any attention. He’s doing everything he can for you to even look at him — whining, begging, wearing your favorite mini skirts, all that — but you just won’t touch him. So, you wake up one night with him humping your thigh. Well, we can’t have him relieving himself without your permission, can we? What do you think the most suitable punishment would be for him? — 🐬

Welcome aboard! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

The most suitable punishment would be to just let him be, act like you’re still asleep, but either way this poor baby wouldn’t even notice you shifting position.

And once you notice how uncoordinated his humping is getting and his whines are no longer discreet, you finally turn around to pin him, staring at him and asking what he’s doing.

Poor baby wouldn’t know how to explain, not when you’re finally touching him, looking at him, talking to him.

He babbles whatever comes to mind, and it turns out to just be a weird mix of an apology and explanation, all while trying to ask why you denied him attention.

You still didn’t answer the last one, humming as you slowly grind against his very wet pajama pants. Curious, you pull back the elastic to see he’s not even wearing any underwear, and you chastise him for being so slutty.

He just thanks you, apologizing for being slutty and begging you to please, please fuck him.

You keep grinding down, being slow with it as he tries holding back his needy thrusts, trying his best to stay still as he lets you take control of the situation.

And when he’s whining about how close he is to cumming, his eyes welling up in tears because you’re letting him cum after so long, you lift yourself off of him.

Poor baby starts crying, wiping at his tears as he begs, asks you to please stop being so mean, that he’ll do better, that he’ll never hump your leg again (which is a lie, this is the fifth time he’s promising this), but please touch him, he’s so close!

“Then do it yourself, but you don’t get to cum until I say you do. Now goodnight, Shoto.”

So for the next few days, you touch him, stroke him until he’s about to cum, tease him until he’s whining, leave him so sensitive to anything and everything that even putting on his underwear has him trembling. He can’t go anywhere, everything stimulates him.

How much longer until you let him cum?!

[dorimena]

Omg can we talk more about fucking todo to sleep? Cuz damn that was good plz😩 and also there’s something so precious about how the reader changed him and took care of him as well🥺I loved it so much🥰🥰🥰

Yes yes let’s talk more about it!

Aftercare is always important, even if the other party is fast asleep. If you love someone, nothing should stop you from taking care of them, or at least clean them up. ♡ (⇀ 3 ↼)

I’m glad you loved it! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

This one is a bit soft („• ֊ •„)

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯; Todoroki Shoto

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱; 625

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰; fem!reader, riding, multiple orgasms, passing out because of sex, dom!reader, sub!character

𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔰; aged-up character, Shoto is 20+

𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢; This is kind of a follow up with dear 🧸 anon series about sub todoroki (bless you, anon). It's not necessary to have to read the 4th chapter of the brain rot, but I’ll just leave it here ❤. If anyone wants more brain rot by 🧸 anon, here we have the other three (in sequence.) ❤ ❤ ❤

𝕹𝖞𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖑

After that time you fucked him until he passed out, you decided to try it again, but give him some times. Between the day after and the day you’d do it again, you’ve spoiled him with lots of cuddles, kisses, touching, and the occasional morning blowjob once he’s awake because a groggy Shoto is probably one of the only moments he’s the whiniest and most obedient because his mind isn’t fully awake to comprehend complex demands, unless it’s the magical sentence of 'I’m gonna suck your dick'.

Todoroki has been a bit hesitant with a few things, like asking for what he wants, what he needs, making sure any favors he does for you it’s done perfectly without any error or fault to be seen.

And this doesn’t escape your attention, not when you’ve seen how he’s avoiding your gaze these past few days. He’s hiding something, and you’re worried but curious as to what it is.

You asked him about it and he at first shook his head. And when you asked a second time while playing with his hair, pressing his head close to your breasts, he finally tells you how he’s been replaying what he remembers about that night he passed out, hoping he’s recalling most, if not all details before he awoke hours later.

You soothed him, humming in agreement with everything he recounted, adding in how his body still jumped a bit, whether by the sudden coolness as his body temperature went back to normal or because of how the towel you were using to clean him must’ve been too much for his sensitive dick to handle yet.

He blushed embarrassed, but not by your remark. Rather, “would you… mind doing it? Make me pass out?”

And you thought he’d never ask. You warned him it might not happen with what you’ll be doing now, or happen the same way.

Because instead of plowing into him, you decided to ride him until he sleeps or until you couldn’t handle it anymore. But luckily, the way you gyrate your hips, clench around him, bounce hard enough to let him touch you in spots you’ve missed him reaching yet making a show with how your tits jiggled, his eyes are welled up in tears and slowly feeling forced to roll up during every orgasm.

Eventually, you feel his hands on your thighs go limp, landing with a soft thud on the bed as his loud whines and airy mewls subsided into soft panting. His eyes haven’t closed yet, eyes still staring wide at the ceiling before they slowly shut, mouth letting out one last airy moan of your name before he’s still.

You placed a hand on his chest, a bit scared that something else might’ve happened because you’re not used to this reaction just yet, but feeling his heart beat and the breathing, you sigh and slowly get off, feeling everything that was in you drip down.

Great, a bigger mess than before, but nothing too big you haven’t already dealt with. Watching your pretty boy slowly open his eyes as he’s startled awake, also making you react the same, you laugh. He joins in too, a bit confused but he’s gonna take a guess: he passed out again, right?

You asked what it felt like, and he said that he only heard a bit of you moaning his name before his vision turned white, and he thought it was the bedroom light being turned on until his body- well, he couldn’t really feel his body after that, couldn’t see for much either. Until he opened his eyes again to see you off of him.

Guess Nicki Minaj was right: put his ass to sleep and he’ll be calling you nyquil.

[dorimena]

𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚜

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 (ﾟ▽ﾟ*)

𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. ·̀.̫·́✧

𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚌𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚝𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚜. ( و ᐖ )人(ᐛ ╯)

𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙, 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍. ୧((〃•̀ꇴ•〃))૭⁺✧

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝. ﾍ|·∀·|ﾉ*~●

𝙸 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝙸   (ﾟ△ﾟ;ﾉ)ﾉ 

𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 (⌒.-)＝★

-🧸

I don’t think so, but if someone is, they can come fight me ╰(°益°)╯

Todoroki begging you to stop and acting like he doesn’t want anymore but his stupid smile gives him away, love it (っ˘▽˘) ♡

It’s alright! Sometimes our thoughts get the best of us and words flow just as easily as these sub babe’s cum from their dicks.

Thank you for the reminder! This weekend I can finally rest easy as my midterms are done. You as well, stay fed, hydrated and well rested (っ˘ω˘ς )

Sorry if there are any typos! Take this as a follow up from the previous thirst!

A few weeks ago, you gave Todoroki one of the best fuckings of his life, if a wet carpet, weak boyfriend and broken coffee table wasn’t enough to show.

(And yes, even though you thought the table had survived, apparently it cracked, but thank god it was wood.)

A few days ago, he suddenly became quite touchy. Not even clingy, just liked groping you everywhere, anywhere, rubbing your sensitive spots on your body, pressing his morning wood between your thighs as he whines about how hard he is and how he wants mommy to fuck him.

But he’d leave you high and dry, acting as if he wasn’t begging for a good fuck or suck.

Without much hesitation and very much thought...

In front of you is a handcuffed Todoroki, who’s sporting quite a cute lacy bra on his chest, barely covering his nipples respectively as he trembles through another denied orgasm, mouth opened as airy whines of pleas leave.

His chest slowly steadies with every exhale, his toes uncurling as he tries to calm himself down to not let another dose of disappointment get to him. He had it coming, and this should be seen as revenge with how he’d deny you pleasure. But just that! Why won’t you let him cum?!

“M-mommy, please. Please! H-hah! Mommy-nnngh~”

You press down on vibrator more, moving it side to side to allow the intense vibrations touch him where he’s most sensitive, to drive him back to the brink of his orgasm to then turn it off, deny it, watch him try to blindly chase after the toy that's tied to his dick.

You get bored with how his reactions don’t seem to show any signs of him crying, screaming, weeping, begging. He’s being quite strong, then again it’s punishment, and he knows if he’s a good boy and takes it, he gets a reward.

Pushing him so he’s lying on his right side, you lift his right leg up and over your shoulder, slowly taking off the butt plug that’s been stretching him for a long and slowly push your strap on in.

Now Todoroki’s weeping, a few tears wetting the blindfold as he hisses and moans, feeling the stretch, loving the stretch, needing this stretch.

And without wasting another minute, you untie the vibrator from his dick, but keep his cockring on.

He doesn’t seem to notice, or mind, not with how he’s already rolling his hips to feel you enter and slip out at his tempo, at his need, as his desire.

You move your hips with him, making sure to be slow, letting him get used to the toy before you lose your cool and let go of control, letting your hips do the fucking and mouth do the dirty talk, berating him for touching you in the mornings, for being such a needy slut that he just had to hump your thighs for what, gratification? A sign of dominance?

“N-no mo-ooooh”

Dumb baby, can’t pronounce your name right with how silly he’s slowly getting.

And out of nowhere, completely out of the sky, his orgasm finally numbs his body and senses, ears ringing, mouth salivating, nose closing, eyes covering and touch shocking to the point he can’t even let out a single loud noise, just hectic panting and those cute airy whines.

His drool is dripping to the bed, accumulating as he doesn’t even close his mouth, not with how you keep going and pick up your pace.

A few more rounds in and he’s finally loud, wheezing through every dry orgasm and whiningly moaning ‘mommy’ over and over again with every violent twitch of his poor neglected dick.

He’s been either begging you to take the cock ring off or fuck him harder, as if the way your hips are rolling isn’t enough for him yet.

“Stuh-sto-stuhp! Sto-op!”

He’s panting loudly, the handcuffs rattling with every struggle he made to leave your relentless fucking.

Okay, maybe he doesn’t want you to stop, never wants you to. And you can see he’s lying because your silly baby boy is smiling like a crazed man, so fucked out he can’t apparently feel the way his cheeks must be hurting for smiling so much.

Maybe a bit more and he’ll make his ahegao face, right?

You didn’t have to wait long, not with you uncuffing him, making him grab his pillow for mercy as your hips slam repeatedly against his ass, his screams muffled and hips twitching up and down too fast, makes it look like he’s trying to meet up with you but failing.

And when one of the last dry orgasms is shown through quick tremors, you quickly take off his cockring, flip him on his back and grab onto his dick, stroking it in time with your thrusts.

It doesn’t take long before he finally cums in thick ropes, too many ropes, as his tongue pokes out, drool dripping from his opened mouth, eyes that were looking at you crossing as his eyebrows furrow upwards.

But this orgasm was the most silent one from the rest, not even a small peep of noise coming from him unless you count his shattering exhale, chest rising and falling quick enough to look as if he’d ran for miles and miles, and his eyes are shut, bringing your attention with how red he is, and how much his skin burns.

By the time Todoroki opens his eyes, he’s confused when he sees he’s cleaned, changed, hair clipped back and the sudden change in the sheets’ color.

When he looks to the clock on his side, he wonders if he had dreamt about everything, but if he did, he should feel sticky and sweaty, mostly horny; but he doesn’t.

The time reads 5:31 am.

His eyes widen and he thinks ‘what? No, can’t be!’

Last time he saw it, it read 1:24 am before he-

He giggles as he runs a hand over his face, looking over to your sleeping figure.

How’d you do it?

No, not referring to changing him, cleaning him, changing the sheets; you’re a pro at that.

How’d you fuck him to sleep?!

[dorimena]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜 ₍₍٩( ᐛ )۶₎₎♪

𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚖 ( ·∀·)

𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖

-🧸

I love this? I’m living for this saga, bless you 🧸 anon (//ω//) bless you and your emoticons

It came out of nowhere, the moment he decided not to let you easily take control.

It came without any warning, and you weren’t prepared to deal with bratty Todoroki.

He had his own ways of being a little shit, and they tend to be full of pettiness or sweet, saccharine sarcasm that you’re sure he’s learned from Bakugou or possibly Shinsou.

So the moment you come home to find he hasn’t done his share of the chores because ‘he felt lazy’ and ‘mommy should clean up after her baby’, maybe some snark you were too shocked to hear coming from him, you knew you just had to do something to put him in his place again.

“Tell mommy how much you love her.”

“L-love yo-you! ‘ove you s-s’much! Mmmmmuch!”

“Aww, you’re so nice. Tell mommy how sorry you are.”

“N-no! Nnngh~ Clo-close! Close, m-mommy!”

You slow down your hand, making sure to avoid the head as you keep stroking him towards the edge again, letting go of his red dick and making him sob loudly.

This is the 5th time you’ve brought him so close to cumming but never let him actually be satisfied. And even though he deserves it, he still thinks you're being unfair.

When you see his breathing even out, even just a bit, you bring your hand back on him and stroke, being sure to go slow but this time putting lots of attention to his sensitive head, hearing the squelch of the wetness provided by lube and his precum.

He’s shaking, shaking so violently that you’re not sure if it’s because of how close he is to cumming or the way his usual control of his body temperature is going crazy.

You coo as his right eye ignites a bit before it simmers while his left hand gripping on the couch is stabbing the poor cushions with ice.

“Please! Pl-please mo-ommy! ‘ll be good! For y-you! Pl-please let me cum!”

He’s pitifully whining, rolling his hips to speed things up, to persuade you to go faster, he doesn’t need much. Please, just please go a bit faster.

“But baby, you haven’t apologized.”

And you take your hand away again, raising an eyebrow as he thrashes on the couch, head shaking from side to side as his hands go to his sweater, looking like he’ll rip the fabric to shreds in frustration. His dick pushes out another few drops of precum, the poor member twitching constantly as it holds back it’s release.

Todoroki cries about how unfair you are, how mean you’re being, how you don’t deserve his respect or attention.

Until you rapidly move your palm against his head, and his squeak of surprise has him enter a state of shock, mouth opened as his eyes are just as wide, looking between you and your hand as his eyes question whether you’ll let him cum.

And as his moans reach a certain pitch and his eyes begin shutting, you pull away.

He can’t take it anymore!.

“SORRY!” He cries out, hunching over as the sensation of finally cumming begins leaving his system, instead desperation and eagerness pumping his heart. A hand is placed on yours, squeezing it as he whines out his apology, explaining why he was being a brat, what he did wrong, why he shouldn’t have done it.

You really couldn’t understand much, not with how he somehow slurred his words and jumped a few important connectors to make shit coherent.

“F-fuck me! Fu-huh-uck! Me!”

And your pretty boy pulls away from your hand, lying down on the couch and bringing his legs to his chest, fingers in his mouth as he begs in such a hushed, soft tone how he needs your cock to fill him up, to please fill him up, he needs it.

And you filled him up indeed, right there on the couch where he cums embarrassingly fast with a mewl of your naming fucked out of him.

You fuck him on the coffee table, thankful for how sturdy it was as you have his leg over your shoulder, making him cross-eyed as he feels himself being hit in places he’s never felt you touch before.

You fuck him on the floor, lying flat as you force him to ride you, aiming your thrusts upwards in time with his weak performance.

And when he cums with little spurts of cum littering your chest, you flip him over and fuck him doggy style in the carpet, pace unforgiving as he muffles his screams in the fluffiness below him, not caring if he drips onto the expensive carpet, not caring if you’ll have to hire someone to clean it for you, not caring if he wets it as he’s overstimulated beyond what he’s felt from being fucked.

[dorimena]

Peg shoto 2021

He would be so cut moaning loudly because mommy is fucking him in the ass

He would, he would most definitely be so cute moaning your name so loudly, loud enough to echo through the room, loud enough to go through the rooms in your home, to maybe leak through the walls and let the neighbors know who’s fucking him so good.

And he’d be embarrassed, he’d be ashamed and flustered, if it weren’t how you’re fucking him so hard, hitting his sweet spot every single time you thrust in his ass. Has him seeing stars, seeing colorful sparks float around him as his eyes glaze over in complete lust, in complete submission to you and you only.

You’re pinning him to the bed, but you know how much he needs to touch something, touch someone to keep him grounded, and the more you watch as his eyes lose more and more focus, the more you know your sweet baby boy needs to hold his mommy’s hands.

So you intertwined your hands, fingers, as you leaned forward to kiss him everywhere on his face, extra attention to his scar and lips.

And he’s whining, spreading his legs even more to give you more access, to go much deeper, please, please don’t stop, he promises he’ll be a good boy.

Always.

“Mommy, mommy, mommy!” Leaves his lips as a last prayer as he cums untouched, the hot substance staining his stomach, your stomach, making him shudder through the small waves as you keep going, riding out his prolonged high and keeping him reeled in.

“Mommy’s not done yet, baby. Cum for mommy one more time, yeah?”

And your sweet baby nods, little moans leaving his lips before raising in volume and pitch again when you begin playing with his dick too.

"Keep moaning for mommy, baby." You whisper in his ear as you hear frantic, angry knocks coming from the front door, knowing it's one of your neighbors again.

Todoroki's too out of it to even hear anything but his heartbeat, your voice and his soft cries.

[dorimena]

More shoto brainrot

Him being a total sub on camera and the vid of him gets leaked😫

All this Todoroki brain rot, may y’all be blessed truly. It might seem angsty? Turned into a short story oops-

“Hah~ Hmm! H-harder! Plea-ease!”

Todoroki is gripping your thighs, trying to pull you down harder onto him as you shallowly ride his sensitive dick, that’s already left two loads in you.

He’s breathing heavily, swallowing the building saliva in his mouth as he tries not to be too loud. After all, no one’s supposed to know you two are fucking in a supply closet in his father’s agency.

“Hngh! Th-thank you! Thank you!”

He cries out softly before you muffle his following moans with your hand, and he holds your waist, trying to keep him grounded as he feels his body slowly grow hotter and numb, the pleasure building in a steady burn as he messes with his nipples.

“Close! Ooooh ‘m close!”

He warns in such a sweet, soft voice, trying his best to keep himself as quiet as possible, not wanting to upset you, not wanting to scare you away.

And when he finally cums again, his back arches as you keep going at your rhythm before completely stopping, and even then he could feel how you’re clenching hard around him, how you’re slowly dragging yourself off even if he didn’t finish riding out his orgasm.

In his haze and distraction, he doesn’t notice how you’ve reached to your cellphone to click end to the video, not until you show him and he, too, smiles.

But not anymore, not when he sees his PR team moving around frantically and his secretary cancelling all the incoming calls from magazines, newspapers, articles, everyone who wants to hear his opinion about his leaked sex tape.

You promised him you wouldn’t share it, and even if you kept your promise, he still can’t wrap his head around how.

No one’s supposed to know he gets fucked in the ass or ridden to heaven.

Shame fills his body as he walks to the empty hallway, going to the supply closet you fucked in a few weeks ago and watches as you continue yelling at whoever you eventually found out leaked the video.

He shakes his head, shrugging his shoulders as if to say ‘give it up, it’s been done.’

You suck his dick a few times until he cries out his pent up emotions as an apology. And honestly? Becoming a porn star to probably keep embarrassing his dad doesn’t sound bad. You two can be the hot adult film couple everyone wants to be or wants to fuck.

Sounds sexy. You get to fuck him in video, sell it, and he’d be able to cum whenever, whereever, however.

“More~” God, he even sounds like a pornstar. You moan around his dick and that gets him to cum fast.

Do it again.

[dorimena]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜 (。-ω-)

𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 (๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧

𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚊𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

-🧸 (𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜 (☞ ᐛ )☞)

Fun, fun, fun! I love this Todoroki brain rot, please give me more! (*≧ω≦*) And thank you! You too, please keep yourself hydrated, fed and well rested!

Stay healthy (´｡•人•｡`) ᵕ♡ And yes! I quite love them. I actually gushed over them for half an hour hahaha (*ﾉ∀`*)

“T-to-too mu-mu-much! Much! Too- ooooh~”

His cries simmer down to a small sob, his breathing picking up speed as he tries to hold back, his hips trying to back away from your merciless hand.

You touch him so good, caress him so nice, stroke him so well, but it’s too much!

Noone’s ever touched him like this. He hasn’t even touched himself like this, not with how unimportant it seemed for him as he studied hard in UA.

Now he kind of regrets at least not preparing himself for this feeling, at least experimenting and discovering his body when time was given.

So amateur of him, so stupid of him.

Now he’s being given a handjob that’s already making him lose his mind, making him lose all notion of self-control and self restraint, all because your hand somehow knows where to press, to touch, to overstimulate.

His whimpers are escalating in volume and his face is burning in embarrassment.

It’s barely been a few minutes and he’s already so close to cumming for the first time in his life.

Shouto doesn’t know how to properly warn you, to tell you how he’s already cumming, not with you you use your other hand to fondle with his sensitive balls.

He’s crying softly through his first orgasm, eyes shutting with the force of the waves spreading through his body, legs struggling to close as he claws at your thighs on either side of his torso. Your legs are hanging over his thighs, caging them so that they don’t even move a millimeter.

You slow down your hand movements, not wanting to tire him out already because you want to see more, feel more, make him feel more and finally understand his body better.

You watch as his breathing evens out, his eyes slowly blinking open as his body falls limp.

You start again, first by fondling his cute balls and then rubbing your palm around the overly sensitive head of his dick.

He heaves forward, hands gripping your thighs as he gasps chokingly, hovering forward as he watches you slowly speed up your palm.

He has no idea what you’re doing, but it hurts but feels

“‘s good! Good! Hah~ H-hurts!”

You know it’ll hurt, that’s the point of knob polishing. But you want to be selfish, show him another world he hasn’t ever known existed, let him see the stars you both would look at on nights neither could sleep.

You go faster than what he was prepared to receive, his weeping making him hiccup through his unexpected second orgasm as weaker spurts of cum dirty his lap, his inner thighs, the sheets under you.

You soothe him, rubbing your cheek on his head as you slow down again, hearing him sob quietly and his upper body shake through every cry.

Yet he doesn’t tell you to stop, doesn’t say the safe word, doesn’t try to move away.

He’s pushing himself into your hands, mewling that he wants to fuck something, please, let him fuck you.

But you don’t want to give him too much, now he’s being greedy.

You gather your hands together enough to create some makeshift onahola, whispering in his ear to fuck your hands before you bite, trailing your lips to his neck making him shiver and desperately hump what you’ve offered.

But he’s doing it weakly, horribly, without any rhythm or coordination, but he doesn’t need that or want it.

He wants to cum again, he wants to see stars and feel his body travel elsewhere one more time.

His rhythm falters as he realizes how he’s close but can’t cum, not with him doing the work.

You squeeze your hands together a bit tighter after hearing his upset whimper, moving them down and up on his dick, picking up speed again.

Squeeze harder, go faster, moan in his ear about how good he’s fucking you, how good he is.

His eyes start crossing, tongue rolling out as he wheezes out his moans, his hips losing control as a huge, rapidly growing knot forms deep inside his gut.

With a mewl of your name repeated in a mantra, he cums even harder than the previous two, making his eyes roll to the back of his head as his head buzzes, his ears ring, his body entering a stage of numbness yet levitation.

And you still don’t stop, you keep going.

And he’s begging louder each and every time after you make him cum, even if it makes him cry harder, louder, wetter.

Make him cum until he’s dry, until he squirts anything from his dick, until he passes out after showing his perfect ahegao face, wet eyes crossing, tongue out as drool drips.

[dorimena]

I'm on a Todoroki brain rot right now.

Just, him being extremely sensitive and getting overstimulated until he's a flushed, crying, mewling mess begging to be fucked harder by reader.

-🧸

"Plea-please! Please! Puh-lea-ease!"

"Please what, Shouto?" The poor boy can't even answer you, not with the way his words keep becoming more and more mush in his head and his mouth only manages to babble whatever word keeps repeating itself in his mind.

More begging without any answer, just as you keep fucking into him harder and faster, deeper and suddenly so, so slow. You're dragging it out, wanting to give him time to speak properly.

"Come on, Shouto, you can do it."

But he can't. He really, really can't.

His mouth is opening and closing like a fish without water, so ridiculous that to somewhat redeem himself, he's just gasping and mouthing your name.

Your hand reaches to his wet cheek, trying your best to wipe away his tears, but by the looks of how they sizzle away, you know he's got it under control. He always knows how to.

"Are you close again?"

He nods, chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch enough oxygen to maybe, just maybe, tell you how he's about to cum.

But he doesn't get to do that, not with how you lift his legs onto your shoulders, pushing forward to get to a new angle and hit his sweet spot every. single. fucking. time.

He's crying even louder now, his hands going everywhere to find something to hold on to, and a nearby pillow seemed the best. Hugging it close to his flushed chest, he feels more tears leaving his eyes, his skin on either sides reacting differently with the water. On the right, it precipitates, but on the left, they turn into ice and make small thuds next to his head.

"Cum! Cumming! Cu-umi-ing!" He barely manages to wail out, just as your hand reaches to stroke him fast, stroke him to the rhythm of your thrusts.

And he mewls so stupidly, your name falling from his lips as a prayer, as gratitude, as poetry while he lets out small spurts of cum onto his stomach, his twitching dick weeping whatever is left in him.

And when you slow to a stop, he thinks you're done, he's done, you're both done. Until he can feel pressure on his pelvis.

Until he can feel his poor, sensitive, still hard dick be enveloped by your insides, the way you clench and pulse around him enough to make him dumbly fuck up into you as best as his limp legs could.

He's mewling thank yous, whimpering how good it is, sobbing his pleas to please, pretty, pretty please ride him.

Ride him until he either burns or freezes the bed, maybe both.

Ride him until he can pass out in complete bliss.

You're barely going in for a few minutes and poor Todoroki goes through his first dry orgasm of the night, leaving him completely breathless as he screams in such a high-pitch, you didn't think it'd be possible to reach that note, especially from him.