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Just a Taste

Request: I wanna say one about Denki sucking readers fingers. I would want the kinks of mommy kink, degradation kink, and some that you would like to add as well!

CW: NSFW, Bottom Denki x Top Female Y/N, lots of sweetness at first, degradation, slapping, finger sucking, anal penetration, hair pulling, vaginal penetration, fingering (male and female receiving), pegging, riding, handjobs, crying, overstimulation, edging, reassurance, spanking, Denki sucks at taking things serious, lots of jokes

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Denki stared at Y/N, who stared at his empty TV screen. Nothing was playing, yet she was staring so intently.

"Oh my god, you finally lost it," Denki blinked and Y/N looked to him.

"You've been losing it, I don't wanna hear it from you," She chuckled, then pointed to the TV screen. "I was looking at how fucking dirty it is bro. How do you even get a TV screen THAT filthy?"

"By owning a cat that climbs all over it," He snorted, moving over to her. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure," She nodded, leaning over to kiss him. "Make popcorn."

"Yes ma'am," He kissed back, then walked off to the kitchen. "Pick a movie!"

"What are we in the mood for," She yelled out, grabbing his TV remote.

"Nothing that has animals dying," He yelled back.

She hummed, scrolling through the movies. Most of them looked like shit. "What about action?!"

"Yeah, that sounds good!"

She grunted and clicked on some superhero movie. Maybe it would end up being funny. It didn't matter anyway, Denki's commentary made anything funny.

And soon, Denki was sat by her, popcorn in hand. She started it and turned the lights off. "Extra butter?"

"Of course. Light butter is for pussies," Denki snorted, wrapping an arm around Y/N. "And you my dear, are not a pussy."

"Thanks," Y/N chuckled.

Denki eyed the movie as it started. "What's it about?"

"I don't know. It looked basic. Probably some basic ass superhero trope," Y/N shrugged, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

"...okay. So like child who gets powers and grows up with them in secret, not wanting to ruin their identity, but learns that they eventually have to use it, to save people," Denki explained.

"More basic," She smiles, looking up to him to see the concentration.

"Hm... Born without a super power, was shunned for it, but randomly gets one because... He was bitten by a bug. An out of world bug. And he comes out on top in the end," Denki offered, looking back to her.

She kissed him. She couldn't resist his dorky grin. He kissed back, leaning in. "You're a dork."

"You love it," Denki pointed out, kissing her forehead before pulling away. "Now movie time, I gotta see if I'm right."

She snorted, shoving more popcorn into her mouth. "Surprised you didn't bring in time travel."

"Oh my god, don't get me started," He shook his head.

She didn't look at the at the TV, instead, just eyeing him. His face was so cute. His eyes looking so excited, even if the hero looked like it came straight out of a children's cereal commercial.

After a minute or so, he noticed her looking at him. "Yes?"

"I love you," Y/N smiled.

Denki grinned back. "I love you too," He kissed her, staying there for a few moments this time. Then he pulled away, grin getting even bigger. "C'mon, you're missing his orgin story, it's so riveting."

"Riveting," Y/N repeated as Denki wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against him.

They managed to make it halfway through the movie, and while Y/N thought it was poorly written, Denki's comments we're funny and entertaining enough.

At one point, she reached into the bowl to discover, popcorn was gone. She frowned. "Damnit."

"What," Denki looked to her, then followed her gaze. "Damnit! I don't even think I got a bite."

Y/N snorted. "No one was stopping you."

Denki grabbed Y/N's wrist, and picked her hand up. "I see the evidence right here. You're the first culprit I've seen covered in butter."

"I admit to the crime," Y/N snorted, then pointed a finger in his face, wrist still being held. "What's my punishment?"

"Slobbery hands."

"What-"

Y/N's face scrunched as Denki licked her hand, wrist to the tip of her middle finger. "I can't tell if you want to be a dog or your just horny and don't know how to express it."

Denki shrugged, freely bringing two fingers into his mouth. "Does it matter," He slurred around the fingers, watching how Y/N laughed.

"Yes, it does," Y/N pushed the empty bowl to the side, climbing into his lap. "One makes you... Someone who wants to be a dog, and the other one makes you a whore so..."

Denki eyed her, letting go of her wrist to hold her hips. He felt Y/N's fingers start to wiggle, and they slid back into his throat. He felt his face burn, hands holding her hips harder.

"What's the safeword," Y/N asked, pulling her fingers free, just enough for him to speak.

"Strawberry," Denki grinned. "It's such a dumb safeword."

"You're the one who picked it out," Y/N grinned back, kissing his cheek. "Anything you want to avoid?"

Denki thought that over. Y/N always asked, and he never really had an answer. But he did this time.

"I have that hero party, gala, shitty thing in a few days. Maybe don't leave any too obvious marks," He spoke, as Y/N's kisses moved to his neck.

Y/N nodded. "Okay baby. C'mon. Bedroom," She stood from his lap, finally pulling her fingers from his mouth. He was disappointed, actually, but followed her.

They made it to the bedroom and she sat down on the edge of the bed, standing him in front of her. "Take your shirt off."

Denki smiled, and took it off. He was far from ashamed of his body, especially when it came to Y/N. He always liked showing off to Y/N.

"Beautiful," Y/N chuckled, eyeing Denki's smile. She was pretty sure it would be gone soon.

In a good way of course.

"Just get naked," Y/N leaned back on her hands, giving him a small smile.

"Gladly," Denki smirked, sliding off his sweatpants and boxers with no fanfare. Just quick and easy. "Do I meet your requirements?"

"Always babe," Y/N grabbed his hand and pulled him to her, and sat him on her lap. "Gonna be a good boy?"

Denki felt his face burn again as he nodded, kissing her. "I love you."

"I love you too," Y/N hummed, hands moving to his hips.

He didn't stop kissing her, even as her hands moved to his chest, then down to his abs, then to his half hard cock. He couldn't pull away, even when he started moaning softly into her mouth.

Y/N moved her hand slowly, feeling the few veins around his cock, letting her thumb circle the head. And Denki was on the verge of making her pass out.

She pulled away, letting out a breathless laugh. "Jesus, Denki."

"Sorry," Denki laughed back, taking a deep breath. He ran a hand through her hair, kissing her neck.

Y/N hummed at the sloppy kisses Denki left on her neck. She let her hand moved down to the lower base of his cock, and he huffed out a hot breath, hips starting to fuck up into her hand.

"Are you about to come," Y/N asked, sounding amused.

"Don't laugh," Denki huffed. "Your fault."

"I'm just sitting here," Y/N raised an eyebrow.

"And you look go good just sitting there," Denki groaned.

"God you're acting like a slut right now," Y/N huffed, feeling the way Denki paused for a second.

"Oh god," Denki whispered as he realized which way this is going.

"Okay," Y/N asked and Denki nodded quickly.

"Yeah, that's okay," He spoke, pulling his face out of Y/N's neck.

"Good," Y/N whispered, giving him a sweet kiss before pulling her hand away from his dick. Denki gave a small groan, obviously an annoyed one, but he didn't protest.

"Lay over my lap," Y/N pulled away completely, waiting for him to stand.

Denki didn't argue, standing before taking a second to think. One, what would this lead to? Two, how uncomfortable would this be?

Eh. Only one way to find out.

He draped his front over her lap, and took a second to adjust. "Your knee is so goddamn sharp."

Y/N snorted while she rolled her eyes. "You suck at taking things serious."

"Do you remember who you fell in love with?"

"I'm reminded everyday."

"That's a good thing," Denki turned to eye her. "Right?"

"It's lovely," Y/N grinned, then pushed Denki's head down. "Now shut up, I'm trying to seduce you."

"Consider me seduced," Denki threw in, but did listen to her.

It was more comfortable than he first assumed, now that her knee wasn't digging into his stomach. And the hands that started to massage his back? Godly.

He felt his breath hitch as one of those hands moved to his ass, just grabbing and feeling. He sighed a bit, letting his eyes close.

Then there was a smack laid on his ass. A hard, loud one.

Spanking wasn't something new with them. It had always been on the table, but they didn't do it often. Not a specific reason for that, it's just how they did things.

So he was caught off guard, to say the least.

He groaned a bit, a hand moving to grab something but realized there wasn't much to grab. "Fuck Y/N."

Y/N hummed, eyeing the mark on his ass that was already turning red. She ran her fingers over it gently. "Hand me the lube."

Denki easily reached over to the nightstand and grabbed it. He handed it to her, adjusting where his dick sat against her leg.

She brought her leg up slightly. "Stop moving."

"Yes ma'am," Denki nodded.

He fought the want to squirm when two lubed up fingers were pressed up against his ass. And he knew, he KNEW, she wasn't going to stop at a single spank. He was just awaiting the slap now.

The fingers slid in with a little resistance, but Y/N took it slowly, using her free hand to rub Denki's back as he tensed. Sure, she was domming, but she didn't want him to be uncomfortable.

Denki gulped, going to grab Y/N's legs but stopped himself. "Ma'am- can I- FUCK-"

The hard slap on his ass caught him off guard and he let out a whimper at the sting. But regardless, he tried again.

"Can- Can I grab you," Denki asked quickly.

Y/N took a second to process why he was asking that. "Yes, you can."

"Thank you," He nodded, and used a hand on her leg as those fingers slid back in. Good, he really needed something to hold onto.

Then something else popped up into his mind and he came to realize he didn't know how to ask. He should really start asking questions before they get in the middle of it.

"Wa- wait," He huffed, sitting up. "Strawberry? But not really," He felt Y/N stop instantly, gently pulling her fingers out.

"Yeah," Y/N asked, meeting his eyes as he turned and almost felt onto the ground.

"Can I call you Mommy," He asked, with a small grin.

She couldn't hold back the laugh. "That's what you wanted to ask?"

He grinned and nodded. "I didn't want to make you uncomfortable!"

"You wouldn't baby," She grabbed his chin and kissed him. "Thank you for asking though."

He hummed and kissed her back. "Sorry for interrupting."

"It's okay," Y/N nodded. "Is that it? Anything else?"

He thought that over, really wanting to avoid another interruption. "You owe me an ass massage after this."

She rolled her eyes and pulled him back onto her lap. "Yeah yeah, whatever man. Anything for the prince."

"You think I'm hot enough to be a prince?"

"And pretty enough to be a princess, now head down asshole," She chuckled.

She slid the fingers back in him slowly, listening for any real discomfort. When she was sure he was fine now, she continued.

She started rougher this time, sliding the fingers as deep as they could go before roughly pulling them until it was almost just her nails in him, then slamming them back in. She loved the way it made Denki jump.

Denki moaned, legs tensing when the fingers just barely cut onto his prostate. Then she roughly pull her hand out and spanked him again.

"Yes Mommy- Thank you Mommy," He moaned out, eyes closing and putting his hand back on her calf.

"Good boy," Y/N grinned, using her free hand to drag his head up. She turned his head so she was looking him in the eyes. "You're being so polite. You're Mommy's good boy, aren't you?"

She watched the way his eyes widen, and the he was nodding in her grasp. "Uh huh- Yes I am, Mommy."

She spanked him again, and watched his eyes widen a bit more before they closed and his head fell more into her hand, as if he didn't wsnt to bother keeping it up. "Thank you- Mommy."

She slid the fingers back in him roughly, watching the way his eyebrows tensed for a second, before he moaned while his face relaxed.

"You're such a whore," She whispered. "Such a dirty fucking whore. Just laying over my lap and barely reacting to me beating the shit out of your ass."

He moaned at her words, knowing it wouldn't help, but he couldn't help it. "I can't help it Mo- Ah-" He hissed at another spank, right after she ripped her fingers back out.

"Don't fucking talk back," She held his face harder, and watched his eyes go straight to her's.

That's one of the many things she always found so endearing about Denki. He always looked at her.

Dates, going out with friends, or just being alone, he always saw her, noticed if something was off, or if she wanted something.

But also when they had sex. He always, always had his eyes on her, never looking away. He looked everywhere, where they connected when she rode him, her tits when she took her shirt off, her ass before he took her pretty underwear off.

But something about him and just looking her in the eye while she was fucking him? It drove her crazy.

She stood, taking her hand to hold him, ensuring be wouldn't fall or something. "Lay on the bed, face down."

"Yes ma'am," Denki huffed, following her instructions.

He grabbed hold of a pillow and laid on it for both comfort, and just needing to hold something. He knew Y/N wasn't done, she was always careful about prepping him enough to fuck him.

He's sure she's had an incident in the past with someone else, because she genuinely had a fear over messing up his ass. He never asked, wasn't sure if he ever would.

Soon, she sat on her knees behind him, between his legs. "On your knees, keep your chest down, keep holding the pillow if you want to."

"Yes ma'am," He brought his ass up, and felt her freshly lubed fingers enter him again, just as roughly as before.

He groaned as they fucked in and out of him as a pretty quick speed, still rough. Then he whined as she spanked him, hard.

"Fuck," He whispered into the pillow, fighting to not squirm.

"God, you're beautiful," He barely heard Y/N whisper suddenly, and he felt his face burn. He didn't think he was supposed to hear it, if she even meant to say it out loud, but he appreciated it anyway.

But then a hand was coming down on his ass again, and it left him moaning at the how sudden it was. At this point, his ass was just sensitive. She could slap his ass with little force and it would make him jump.

He swore a bit louder when a third finger stretched him out. She went slow now, a hand massaging his ass as she focused on the fingers.

He buried his face in the pillow as she hit his prostate. The second he was okay with the stretch, she went back to being rough but was hitting his prostate so perfectly now.

He moaned into the pillow, until she grabbed his hair and pulled his head up. He moaned freely now, the pain of the hand in his hair helping the building coil in his stomach.

"Mommy," He moaned. "Can- May I come? Please Mommy?"

Y/N grinned. "I haven't even touched your cock, and you're going to come?"

Denki nodded quickly, the hand in his hair limited the movement. He yelped as he was spanked again, but then moaned. "Fuck- Yes, just for you Mommy. Please."

"No," Y/N snorted, in a degrading way. "Honestly babe, you should know the answer to that by now."

He should. But it was worth a shot.

She pulled his hair again, until he was on his hands, back arched. She leaned over and kissed his neck, and he breathed heavily as her fingers kept that even pace on his prostate.

"Oh fuck," He groaned, hands gripping the blanket under him.

"You're such a slut," Y/N huffed out a laugh. "Taking 3 of my fingers like it's nothing. You're gonna feel so good around my cock."

He started panting, body starting to get really hot. He whimpered as a fourth finger slid in with the rest, back to a slow and testing pace.

"Mommy," He whined out.

"What," She practically spat out, and it made a shiver run down his spine. She had yet to let go of his hair.

"I wanna- Please Mommy, can I come," He asked again, before groaning as the fingers hit his prostate once again. "Please! Mommy please- I'll be so good for you- I need to come-"

She let go of his hair and slapped him across the face. It wasn't hard enough to leave any type of mark but he did whine.

"God, you're a fucking whore," She laughed. "You know what? Yeah, come. Prove to me that you're a dirty, needy slut."

He felt his eyes roll back as he came, the feeling of it being truly amazing. But it was short-lived.

Now he couldn't stop his squirming as her fingers still attacked his prostate.

"Mommy," He felt tears come to his eyes. "Oh God- Mommy, it's too much-"

He was slapped across the face again, and this time she ripped her fingers out of him and grabbed his face, pulling it back to hers, roughly. He whimpered and she grinned.

"Did you or did you not beg to come," She asked and he nodded.

"Yes Mommy," He responded, breathless.

"What makes you think you can complain about it being too much now, huh," She asked, tone angry in his ear.

"I'm sorry Mommy," He breathed out. "Won't do it again, I promise," He looked to her, eyes definitely full of tears.

"There's my good boy," Y/N grinned again, kissing him roughly. He kissed back with a groan.

She flipped him and laid him on his back now. He knew what would happen next. He's gonna be fucked. But like always, Y/N kissed him first.

Okay, sex was great, OBVIOUSLY! But something about just kissing while being naked, and holding each other. It turned him on so much, while also making him blush uncontrollably.

So he took the moment of pure affection, and kissed Y/N as long as she let him. Which was only about a minute before she was pulling away, and getting up.

He watched carefully as she took her sweatpants off, grabbed her strap, and adjusted it on her hips. He held back his snort as she swore at it when it wasn't working right.

But she got it worked out and came walking over, sitting between his legs and grabbing the lube. He gulped as she lubed up the dildo.

It wasn't huge, but most definitely not small. 8 inches, and on the thinner side. And holy shit, she knew how to use it on him.

She leaned over him and kissed him again. "Doing okay," She whispered, eyeing him carefully.

"Yeah, I'm good," He nodded, giving her a small smile.

She nodded back, returning the small smile and kissing his cheek and sitting up. She grabbed one of his legs and put it over her shoulder, giving her a lot of room to work with.

He groaned quietly as she slid inside of him, slow and careful, one hand on his leg and the other on his hip.

He bit his lip as it went further and deeper in him, and he could only groan as it finally stopped. He huffed out a deep breath, hands grabbing at the sheets.

Denki felt the rough fabric of Y/N's shirt against the back of his leg, the way her hand massaged his thigh, the other one moving off his hip to the bed next to him. He heard the way his own breathing staggered, maybe even the way his heart raced.

Y/N moved closer, and he groaned as their hips were pressed together, the strap sliding deeper in him. Y/N ran a hand through his hair and kissed his jaw.

Denki knew she was waiting for him to give her the go, and once the pain was gone, he nodded to her.

"Use your words," Y/N asked, surprisingly kindly.

Denki took a deep breath. "I'm ready, Mommy."

"Ready for what," She asked, tilting her head in the slightest.

"Please fuck me," Denki begged, a hand grabbing the back of her shirt. "Please Mommy?"

Y/N grinned and kissed his neck. "I love it when you're a good boy for me."

"So always," Denki let out a breathless chuckle.

Y/N kissed his cheek. "Yes, always. It's just for me too, isn't it?"

Y/N pulled her hips back, then pauhed back in slowly. Denki groaned, moving his hand to her shoulder. "Just for you, Mommy."

Y/N started a slow pace, still holding his thigh, keeping him from moving. He groaned, relaxing back in the bed. He kept his hands on Y/N's back, holding her shirt, nails digging into her skin, any touch he could get.

"Mommy," He groaned. "Can- Can you go harder- Please? Please Mommy," He begged, starting to squirm. "It's not enough- Please."

Y/N stopped her hips, pulling out and kissing him. Denki brought a hand to the back of her head as he kissed back.

Y/N sat up, letting . "Get on your stomach."

Denki laid on his stomach, spreading his legs just enough for her to get comfortable between them. Y/N didn't wait, fucking into him faster than before.

Her hands grabbed his hips, holding him down as she slammed into him. He could only moan, holding the pillow under him.

"Yes- Yes! Thank you Mommy! Fuck," He moaned eyes rolling back.

"Such a good slut," Y/N laughed. "You take it so perfectly, baby. And you sound so damn pretty."

Denki whined, fighting from moving his hips against her's. "Thank you, thank you!"

Y/N kept her pace even, keeping him held down into the bed by his hips. She was careful to not make any marks on him, no bruises or scratches.

Denki felt his dick grind between his stomach and the sheets under him, rough along with her thrusts. He knew he was getting closer with each one of her thrusts.

"Mommy- I'm close, I'm so close," He moaned.

Y/N laughed. "Honestly, might me a new record. It's been what, 5 minutes? Maybe 7?"

Denki nodded quickly. "Please? Please Mommy- I'm sorry Mommy, please."

Y/N hummed. "And what are you sorry for?"

Denki moaned, moving both of his hands to grab the mattress. "Sorry- For not being enough-," He spit out without really thinking.

"Don't fucking say that," Y/N wasn't laughing anymore, and maybe Denki was just imagining it, but her thrusts felt harsher, deeper. "God, you're doing ao fucking good, you're so pretty under me like this."

Denki whimpered, small shocks sent up his arms. "I'm- Y/N-"

"Say it," Y/N demanded. "Tell me how fucking amazing you are."

"I'm amazing," Denki cried out. "I'm- I make you feel so good sometimes," He fought off his orgasm, eyes borderline rolling back. "It's so- So good, Y/N- I'm doing good, for you."

"Yes you are," Y/N assured him. "Come for me."

Denki let himself come, sobbing out a moan, grabbing the pillow under him even rougher. "Y/N," He whimpered.

Y/N pulled out of him slowly when he collapsed into the bed, and took the strap off. She straddled his back and kissed his neck. "You are just the best."

Denki let out a tired chuckle. "Fuck yeah I am."

Y/N yelped as Denki turned, almost throwing her off. He turned and kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too," She smiled and kissed him back. "How you feeling?"

"Like I got my ass pounded," Denki smiled back and kissed her cheek. "Listen, I love you and I love getting you off but I don't know how much work I can do right now."

Y/N snorted. "I figured. You're so sensitive sometimes," She flicked his nipple, grinning as he swatted her hand away.

Denki kissed her. "Lemme in your legs babe."

"And they say romance is dead," Y/N laughed and took her underwear off.

"I am very romantic," Denki got back on his stomach, in front of her as she opened her legs. "And you love my romance."

"I do," Y/N put a hand into his hair. "So you know how I went like, pretty rough on you?"

Denki kissed her thighs. "Very aware, my ass still feels it."

"I beg for your mercy," Y/N chuckle as he bit the inside of her thigh.

He looked her in the eye as he brought his teeth closer to her clit.

"Denki," Y/N yelled, using her foot to push his foot away as he cackled.

"What?! I would never," He grabbed her ankle and started to kiss up her leg. "Never have to beg me anyway, I'm too obedient."

Y/N yelped as he blew a raspberry on the inside of her thigh. "No teeth."

"When have I ever used teeth," Denki asked genuinely.

"That one Halloween, you put those fake fangs on?"

"...that was an accident-"

"You put fangs in my vagina!"

"I said I was sorry," He laughed and kissed her stomach. "You loved those fangs."

"Not poking holes in my vagina."

Denki shoved a pillow in her face. "Shut up and lemme woo you."

"I'm woo'ed babe," Y/N chuckled, putting her hand back in his hair.

Denki finally leaned in and used his tongue to slide in between her lips, before parting them with his fingers and going for her clit. As promised, he was gentle and didn't bite.

Y/N sighed, letting her head fall back into the bed. "Fuck I love you."

Denki hummed, looking up at her as he sucked her clit gently. He pulled away moments later to slide two fingers in her, slowly. "Good?"

"Very good," Y/N hummed, dropping a leg on his back, and he chuckled. "Mouth please."

"Still so demanding."

"I said please?"

Denki hummed and went back to sucking her clit gently, fingers thrusting in and out of her. He didn't push them in too deep, it wasn't needed as long as he kept a decent pace, and gave her at least some clit stimulation, not too rougly though.

...he did this a lot, okay? He knew what she liked, she made him aware of it the first time they had sex, and then made him practice until he had it down before he was even allowed to fuck her properly.

Point is, he got her moaning pretty quickly. Not loud, she wasn't a loud person unless she was truly overstimulated. Really, she never faked a moan so just hearing it was a huge praise towards him and his ability.

Then Y/N wrapped her legs around his head, just enough to hold him in place. He could escape if he really wanted to, but of course he didn't want to!

So he kept his gentle, quick pace with his fingers, while switching between licking and sucking her clit. The hand in his hair tightened.

"Oh my god," She chuckled breathlessly. "The only thing better than this is when you let me ride your face."

Denki pulled his mouth away from her clit. "I always end up shocking you!"

Y/N laughed now, and Denki almost cackled at how she tightened around his fingers. "It doesn't actually hurt!"

"Its for holidays only!"

"And birthdays, I know," She rolled her eyes and waved him off. "Put your mouth back right now."

"Fine," He dipped his head back down, going straight back to her clit.

She moaned softly, hand moving to his, where it held her thigh. They interlocked fingers, and he pulled away just to sigh, then leaned back in to get back to it.

It wasn't long before she was getting rougher with him, pulling his hair, her thighs holding him in place more, and her moans got more insistent.

"Denki," She moaned, and he felt the heel of her foot dig into his back as she tried to press his face closer. Yeah, he was definitely hard again.

He didn't pull away, didn't speed up, just kept his pace the best he could with how she was moving him. He groaned as she pulled at his hair, and that must've been perfect because she came right after.

He still didn't slow his pace, until she was whining and letting go of him. He pulled away, taking a deep breath.

Y/N looked down at him. "How did you get that thing back up?"

Denki looked down at his dick and back to her. "It has a mind of it's own."

She flipped them and moved to straddle him. "You are a god with your mouth."

"And fingers," He added, with a smile. "Do I get a reward?"

Y/N chuckled and carefully sat back on his dick. "This is your reward. Maybe we can get cake later."

"Fuck yeah," He held her waist.

"To me or the cake?"

"Both," He slowly sat up, pushing his soreness away, to wrap his arms around her back. "But mostly you."

"Better be," She kissed him, finally sat fully down on him.

He kissed back, pressing them together. "You still owe me that ass massage."

"I would never deny you an ass massage," She kissed his cheek. "I'll give you the best ass massage known to mankind."

He grinned and she moved down to his neck. "And cake?"

"Only if its chocolate," She put her arms on his shoulders as she grinded against him. "Love me some chocolate."

He groaned at the grind. "Not even vanilla frosting?"

Y/N huffed. "Maybe, we can talk about it," She pulled away to take her shirt off.

Denki's hands followed the exposed skin as she showed it, and leaned in to kiss her chest. "I'll take your tits over any cake anyday."

Y/N snorted at that, bringing her hips up, then back down slowly, putting her arms back on his shoulders. Denki looked back up at her with a groan at the movement, kissing her jaw.

"You feel so good," He mumbled, burying his face in her neck. "I fit so perfectly in you, Y/N. It's so perfect."

Y/N moaned, bringing a hand up to his hair. "I know," She breathed out. "Always slide into me so easily, its like you were made to be there."

Y/N started to ride him properly, bouncing slowly and not hard, and holy shit, they could feel each other so perfectly. Y/N could feel every inch going in and out of her, and Denki could feel the way Y/N sucked him in, before she pulled off and the feeling repeated all over again.

They moaned together, keeping their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Denki didn't move, letting Y/N set the pace she wanted. Not that he wanted to, she was doing so perfectly.

"Oh fuck Y/N," He gripped her waist as he moaned, then kissed her. She kissed back, both of their moans muffling.

He brought a hand down to her clit, using his thumb to circle it. He felt Y/N's hips stutter and she held him tighter.

"I love you," She moaned out, and he could feel her nails dig into his back. "You have no idea how much."

"I love you too," He kissed her neck. "So fucking much."

She moaned, leaning into him more. He held her weight easily as she started grinding against him.

He felt himself getting close, and he moaned against her neck. "Are you close?"

She nodded. "Uh huh," She huffed. "Come in me."

"You sure," He asked, looking at her and she nodded.

"I'm sure."

He groaned and held her tightly. "Gonna come with you."

"Good," Y/N used a hand to drag her nails down his back and he groaned heavily.

It was just moments before Y/N was coming, and Denki allowed himself to follow right after.

Y/N collapsed into him with a laugh. "Best dick ever."

Denki cackled. "Fuck yeah it is. Didn't do much though," Denki watched as Y/N sat back, hands on his knees as he pulled out.

He watched the come fall out of her. "Thinking of baby names."

"That one isn't even funny," Y/N pointed a stern finger in his face.

He leaned forward and bit her finger, before she pulled it away. "You told me too!"

"I did," She nodded. "You know your job after your ass is better?"

"Go to the store to pick up a cake, plan b, and maybe some pizza?"

"Bingo."

#mha smut #x reader #x y/n #dom y/n #dom reader #denki kaminari smut #denki smut #kaminari smut #y/n x kaminari smut #dom y/n x denki

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Considering no one has handed me a substitute for "top" and "bottom" I'm gonna keep using it. If someone else has an issue with it, please offer a solution along with your complaint so I can fix it.

i don’t mean to be a bitch but stop using “bottom” and “top” for straight sex omg that’s used for gay sex

What am I supposed to use lmao

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welcome back!!!

Thank you!! <333

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I AM OFF MY BREAK, I AM SO SORRY

Shit went down, it took over my freetime but I am back and I am back to working on stories. I am so sorry to anyone who had a request, I am working on all of them now

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paper rings

୨୧ ch; osamu dazai, chuuya nakahara

୨୧ wc; 1,277

୨୧ tags; angst, hurt-comfort

୨୧ notes; this one goes out to abbie!!11!1!1

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#dazai x chuuya #chuuya x dazai #dazai #soukoku #chuuya #bsd

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everything’s perfect

୨୧ ch; fyodor dostoevsky

୨୧ wc; 373

୨୧ tags; pure fluff

୨୧ notes; *unintelligible feral screaming*

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fall back into place

୧ ch; dazai osamu

୨୧ wc; 364

୨୧ tags; angst, reverse-comfort

୨୧ notes; vaguely based on the song “space song” by beach house

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i don’t mean to be a bitch but stop using “bottom” and “top” for straight sex omg that’s used for gay sex

What am I supposed to use lmao

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arms tonight

୨୧ ch; dazai osamu

୨୧ wc; 862

୨୧ tags; angst, comfort,

୨୧ notes; don’t try suicide nobody’s worth it don’t try suicide nobody cares don’t try suicide you’re just gonna hate it don’t try suicide nobody gives a damn

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Payback Pt. 1/2

Cw: NSFW, Female Y/N x Momo Yaoyorozu, angst (??), cheating, attempt at payback sex, body worship, lots of kissing, crying, Idk what else to put but Momo is going through it like a mf

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Momo didn't know what she was doing.

Listen- She was mad, okay?! How dare her boyfriend cheat on her?! She did so much for him, was always paying for fancy meals, buying him new clothes- She was the perfect girlfriend!

Not to mention how much time she spent just to look good for him, and he still went off and had sex with another woman. So she wanted payback before she exposed the fact she knew.

But she was in way over her head with this. She asked her brother if there were any parties going on soon, and he gave her the location of one.

And she regretted going.

She looked good, she knew that. And unfortunately, every other guy in the room knew that. She was okay at first, she was used to eyes on her. Then it got creepy, with everyone around giving her drinks.

She always accepted them with a smile, knowing this would get back to her boyfriend. But she never drank them. God knows what's in those.

Then it got really overwhelming, so many people, so many eyes, and the music was very loud. She's never been to a party like this! It was scary!

She would head home, if her driver would call or text her back. And... Okay, she was used to the rich life and rich things and limos, she could admit she was spoiled. She didn't want to order a taxi.

She managed to escape to the backyard, where fewer people were, justa few sitting around the pool. She scrolled through her phone, seeing who could pick her up. It was pretty late, and it didn't seem anyone was awake.

"Hey," She jumped at the voice behind her, and then they chuckled. "Sorry about that. Didn't mean to scare you."

She looked back, and the person who stood there looked very familiar. She couldn't think of her name though.

"Oh it's okay," She smiled.

"You okay," The woman asked, small smile on her face. "Not to be rude, you just look... Lost?"

Momo nose scrunched. "Yeah, I don't... Really know what I'm doing here. Looking for a ride home."

The woman hummed, tilting her head. "You look very familiar."

"I was thinking the same thing," Momo chuckled. "What's your-"

"MOVE," Some guy yelled.

The woman pulled Momo to the side, and three very big men jumped into the pool, splashing a lot. Not a lot landed on her, thankfully.

Y/N chuckled as they came back up for air, and looked back to Momo. "Listen, I'll get you a ride home. I have some drivers. Just uh..." She looked back to the house, where more yelling started. "Lemme deal with that, and I'll be right back."

Momo nodded, watching as the woman turned back to the house and walked back in. It bothered her. Who was she?

She went digging through her phone, looking for a hint. Then she found her, in her recent social media searches.

Y/N L/N. The girl her boyfriend cheated on her with.

Holy fuck. What did she do now? I mean- She seemed like such a bitch! Why was she being nice? Did she know who she was?

No. She couldn't have. Was she actually just a nice person? But what kind of nice perso helps a man cheat on his girlfriend?

"Hey, sorry about that," Y/N came back, grinning now. "College boys always sneak their way in here. No idea how."

Momo stared at her. "Is this your place?"

Y/N nodded, grin not faltering. "Yes it is. Well... My parent's place. Living here while I figure out my life."

Damnit, she was actually just nice! And even prettier in person!

"Yeah, I get that," Momo nodded, then stopped.

She had options here. Smack Y/N across the face and swear her out. Have a civil conversation and ask why she did what she did. Or... She could get the payback she wanted, one even better than she had planned.

"About the driver," Y/N pointed out, grabbing her phone. "I can have one here in-"

"Wait," Momo stopped. "I have a question."

"Yeah," Y/N looked from her phone to her, smiling. "What's up?"

"Do you... Are you dating anyone right now," She asked, wanting to see if she was thinking of dating her boyfriend.

Y/N blinked. "No. I mean... hook ups here and there, but dating? No."

Momo nodded.

"Why? Do you want to hook up," Y/N asked, eyebrow raising.

The question threw Momo off. Did she want to? She was still trying to see if she did. She's never slept with a woman before but... I mean, Y/N was pretty. She was clear already rich by the state of her house, so she wouldn't be asking for money.

"Unless I'm reading this wrong," Y/N chuckled. "I can call the drive-"

Momo kissed her before she could change her mind. This is payback afterall. What better payback than the sleep with the woman your boyfriend is cheating on you witg?

Y/N froze for a second, then kissed back, a hand going to grab Momo's hip. The kiss only lasted a few moments before Y/N pulled away.

"Well okay," She grinned, putting her phone in her pocket. "Can I get your name?"

Momo shook her head. She would know who she was if she gave her name. "Maybe I will after if you show me to your bedroom."

Y/N's grin couldn't be called anything but goofy. It made Momo smile back.

"Well okay then," Y/N chuckled, and took Momo's hand. "Fine by me."

Momo followed her through the crowd, keeping that hold on her hand. Then she was brought up some stairs and eventually, to a bedroom. She would never admit how many times she almost fell.

The bedroom was nice. Almost as big as hers, the bed was huge, and- Okay, she was being kissed. Good, no talking.

Y/N kissed her, hands grabbing her hips. Girl or not, she knew how to kiss. She could deal with this.

She wrapped her arms around Y/N's neck, kissing back. Y/N was a good kisser, and quite polite she should say. Her hands weren't going straight for her ass, like other men did when they kissed.

No, they stayed on her hips, in a soft hold, only moving a bit. Despite the gentle hands on her hips, the kiss was anything but.

Y/N's tongue explored her mouth, as if she wanted to memorize it. Circling her teeth, running against her own tongue, swiping over the ridges on the top of her mouth. It felt like she was swallowing every pant that fell from Momo's mouth.

Then Y/N pulled away, leaving a saliva trail. Momo took a deep breath, looking to Y/N. "Yeah?"

"I have a pretty good idea where this is going to lead," Y/N smiled. "But I wanna make sure what you want."

Momo starred at her, coming to a realization. She had no fucking idea what she was doing.

"I don't- I don't know," Momo stuttered, feeling her face burn. What the hell? This wasn't like her, cheating boyfriend or not.

Y/N's raised eyebrow made her pay attention. "Are you a virgin?"

Momo shook her head. "No."

"...have you had sex with a girl?"

"No."

"Do you even like women?"

"I don't know."

Y/N looked disappointed. "Oh."

Momo pulled away, shame forming a pit in her stomach. "I'm really sorry. I don't know- I guess I just... Wanted to know."

No amount of shame could make her admit that she knew what Y/N did. No amount of kindess, or absolutely amazing kisses, or gentleness could make her forget what her boyfriend did to her, with the girl that stood in front of her.

"What," Y/N looked even more disappointed. "You don't wanna have sex?"

Momo's eyes shot to her, widening. "You still wanna have sex with me?"

"Of course I do," Y/N grinned now. "You are a very attractive woman, No Name. Good kisser too."

Momo felt her face burn. "But- You looked disappointed when I said I was just- Trying things out."

Y/N shrugged. "Gotta learn if you like women somehow. I mean, I can't have sex with myself but from what I've been told, I'm very good at it," She laughed. "I could help."

Momo looked at her face. She still held that smile, her eyes bright, and oh my god, she truly was beautiful. And she couldn't be lying. I mean- Her boyfriend cheated on her with this girl. She better be good in bed!

"I don't know what I'm doing," Momo whispered, shocked she was still considering this, shame amd embarrassment aside.

"That's okay," Y/N's moved a hand up to Momo's hair, pushing it off her shoulder, begore resting a hand in the spot it laid. "Listen, if you want to try this out, that's great. If you want to and you change your mind, then we stop immediately. Or if you don't want to at all, you can leave and I'll never bother you again. It's all up to you."

Well... That was an out, yeah? She didn't need to be uncomfortable, and she could still get her payback. This might be an okay experience too.

Well, not great. This was her boyfriend's affair. She wasn't that attracted to her.

"Okay," Momo nodded, despite her thoughts. Payback. That's what this is.

"Yeah," Y/N asked. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Momo nodded confidently and Y/N chuckled, hands going to Momo's face to cradle it. Then Momo was kissed again, this one much softer and shorter.

"You tell me if I do something wrong," Y/N ordered.

"Okay," Momo nodded again. "I will."

"Good."

She was kissed once again, just as gentle as the last. Those hands moved to her waist, before holding tight.

She kissed back, arms wrapping around Y/N's neck. She huffed out a small breath as Y/N pulled away, but was soon attached to her jawline.

"Oh my god," Momo whispered, Y/N's hands moving to the zipper of her dress.

Y/N undid the zipper slowly, laying her chin on Momo's shoulder to watch. Momo shivered as the tips of Y/N's nails ran down her spine.

"God, you really are gorgeous," Y/N whispered, a hand moving up her bare back.

Momo couldn't get a "thank you" out before Y/N was kissing her neck. "Bed," She whispered, instead.

Y/N didn't respond verbally, instead pulling away slightly and leading the Momo to the edge of the bed. "Want the dress off?

Momo nodded and Y/N put those hands back on her, sliding the dress over her legs, letting her tits spill out of the dress as it was pulled down.

Once pulled down, she stepped out and Y/N somewhat neatly folded it and put it to the side. "Assuming you like this dress?"

"Love it," Momo chuckled, looking back to Y/N's eyes as she was sat down.

She watched as Y/N sunk to her knees in front of her. She tried not to think about what she looked like from there, almost naked besides a thong.

A pretty one at that. Y/N better love it.

"Jesus, you really are gorgeous," Y/N whispered, just looking at her.

Momo felt her heart pick up. The eyes on her moved slowly, looking all over her. Everywhere. Then Y/N was leaning up to hold her face in her hands and kiss her, once again.

She kissed back, her hands moving to Y/N's shoulders. She let them rest there, unaware of what else she should be doing with them.

Shes not a virgin, she swears! But she's also never been this position before. One, never with a girl. But two especially, never had anyone get on their knees in front of them and just look at her the way Y/N did. It was new, and she didn't know how to handle it.

Y/N's hands moved down to the woman's chest. She felt the gasp against her mouth as she grabbed her tits gently, just for a moment, before she moved her hands to her back.

Her nails dragged down the bare, somewhat scarred back. Y/N pulled away from the kiss, feeling the woman's deep breathing almost instantly.

She moved her hands to the woman's hips, leaning her back so she could look again. The woman was blushing practically to her chest, and it rose with the breaths she took.

And god, the way she looked down at her. Her eyes were practically sparkling, and she could tell she was nervous. So she decided to take it slow.

Slower, anyway.

She sat up on her knees and kissed the woman's neck. A hand tangled in her hair, and she could feel the sharp acrylic nails dig into her scalp. Not too hard, but enough to make her huff out a heavy breath from the feeling.

She brought her kisses down to her chest, the hand not leaving her hair. Fine by her.

She kissed in between the woman's tits, hands moving to her waist. The woman's bleathless moan made her never want to stop. It was so beautiful, such a pretty sound coming from the absolute goddess in front of her.

Y/N moved to the side and ran her tongue against the woman's right nipple. But she pulled away when the woman jumped. "Don't like it?"

She shook her head, droppibg her head to look at her. "I just- I don't know, its new," She breathed out, and Y/N felt her eyes widen. Her voice, the way she already looked like a wreck.

She really wanted to ruin this woman.

"Do you not want me to," She asked, and the woman paused. Then she shook her head.

"No- I just don't know- and-" Y/N caught her off with a kiss.

"That's just fine," She assured the still nervous looking woman. "You're okay to continue though?"

The woman nodded.

"No, tell me, princess," Y/N smirked, arms moving to wrap around the woman's waist, draping herself on the woman's legs. God, he smelled good. "Use your words."

Momo couldn't describe the situation in words. It felt unreal, having this hot woman so obvious entranced by her, that now she's just holding her, looking up at her eith heart eyes.

Momo has insecurity issues at points, but... There was absolutely no denying what this woman wanted and what she felt. And Momo... She didn't know how to react.

She's been called every pet name in the book, she's been told every compliment, but she's never seen someone look at her like this. She's been called a princess, both as an insult and petname. But she's been looked at like she actually was one.

And the way Y/N's arms were around her, the way her body draped across the legs like she couldn't stand being any farther from her.

And her face was just inches away, just looking up at her with those eyes, that smug ass smile, and... Did she say something?

"Princess," Y/N brought a hand up to her cheek, holding her face in place gently. "You doing okay?"

Momo nodded quickly. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," Y/N shook her head and kissed her once again.

Oh god, the way Y/N kissed her. All sweetly, the hand on her cheek just gently guiding her through it. Momo couldn't stop the small moan she let out, and she wasn't sure if she could feel anymore embarrassed.

"Is this too much for you," Y/N asked once she pulled away, eyes meeting her's once again. "I don't want you getting overwhelmed if it is. I can slow down, you can put your dress on, I can pull away, just tell me what you want and I'll do it. Promise."

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

"I don't- I don't know what I want," Momo huffed, stupid tears coming to her eyes. "Its- It's a lot but I want more, but I don't know what I want- What more I want- I-" A sob ripped throigh her throat and she pulled away roughly. "I'm sorry-"

"Don't apologize," Y/N hummed, giving her space. "It's okay, you have nothing to be sorry for."

But she did, why was she doing this? Why was she crying? She had no reason to cry- Y/N was just being nice. Really, really nice.

She saw movement and looked out of the side of her eye to see Y/N standing and take her baggy shirt off, revealing just a tighter one underneath. Then she was being handed it.

"Cover up, it's okay," Y/N offered her a friendly smile. She didn't want to fight right now, not when she was like this, and with what she could only imagine, the nicest person on the planet.

"Thank you," She whispered, uncurling her arms from her chest and putting the shirt on.

She didn't feel the need to move as Y/N touched her, held her arm gently and pulled her up the bed.

"Lay down," Y/N nodded towards the pillows. "Take some time to calm down."

This was ridiculous. It was fucked. That's the word for it, fucked.

First, she's mad and tries to have sex with Y/N out of spite. Then Y/N treats her so well, she totally forgets that Y/N fucked her boyfriend. Then she starts crying over- She still didn't know, and successfully ruined the moment entirely.

And Y/N- She just sat there with the kindest smile on Earth, seemingly not even bothered by how Momo was about to snot all over her shirt because she was crying so hard.

And then Y/N is reaching for the light, dimming it, and sitting by her. Momo lets out a sigh as a hand lands on her back, swallowing down a sob right after.

"What's wrong," Y/N asked, voice just as it was minutes ago, when she was kissing her.

"I don't know," Momo huffed, shaking her head. "I'm sorry- I don't know, I really don't."

Y/N nodded. "That's okay. You can lay fully down of you want, won't bother me."

Momo looked up to her, and Y/N... She was so genuine.

A wave of guilt felt like it was pushing her into a grave and burying her alive. It brought a whole new fresh set of tears as another sob wrecked her throat. She could only pull away and stand up off the bed as that hand came back to her shoulder.

"You fucked my boyfriend," Momo accused, glaring at Y/N, who just looked at her.

"What," Y/N asked, visibly thrown off guard.

"You had sex with my boyfriend," Momo repeated.

Y/N just nodded slowly as she didn't clarify more. "When?"

"2 months ago," Momo sniffed, trying to hold back her sobbing. "You went to his place, and had sex with him, while we weren't together."

Y/N blinked. "So what was this? You just wanted to cheat on him back and I just so happened to be the perfect target?"

"It wasn't supposed to be you," Momo brought her hands up to wipe her tears. "It was just supposed to be some guy, but you approached, I recognized you, and it seemed like a great idea-" Her own shaky breath caught her off guard.

Y/N just stared now, not saying anything.

"It seemed like a good idea," Momo repeated.

"I just..." Y/N shook her head. "So why are you telling me?"

"I feel bad," Momo exclaimed. "I thought you were going to be a mediocre dick I could just get off and then leave, with my payback, and- But you're this anazing fucking person."

Y/N waited once again, as Momo struggled to catch her breath.

"You- You don't know me at all, you didn't recognize me, and you still treated me like I was the most perfect thing you've seen," Momo gulped roughly, hands shaking. "I've never had someone treat me, or look at me like that. Who does that- You don't even know me!"

Y/N watched Momo sob, and bring her hands to her face.

"And then I started crying- I ruined everything and you didn't even have a hint of distain or annoyance on your face, you gave me your shirt, you offered your bed- fuck!"

She uncovered her face, and looked to Y/N.

"I'm so sorry," Momo sobbed. "I didn't mean to try and use you- It's terrible, I'm horrible, I'm so sorry Y/N."

There was some silence. Y/N looked mostly confused, like she was still processing.

But it was just moments before Y/N was walking around the bed and hugging Momo. At this point, Momo wasn't sure she could fight anything.

"I'm sorry," Y/N whispered, and Momo didn't understand why. "If I had known he was dating someone, I wouldn't-"

"Oh god," Momo let out an unamused laugh. "I don't even care about that now."

There was some more silence, and neither let go of the hold they had on each other.

"I'm sorry," Momo repeatedly, weakly.

"It's okay," Y/N looked down to her. "It's... It was an asshole thing to do but it's fine. I don't care that bad, I promise I don't."

Momo looked up to her. "Why can't you just be mad at me?"

Y/N shrugged. "No need to be. Not upset about it."

"Why are you doing that," Momo huffed, pulling away. "Stop- Stop being so nice. Looking at me like that- I did something horrible."

"You did," Y/N nodded. "But I forgive you."

Momo couldn't get another word in before Y/N's hands were cradling her face. She huffed at the kiss that was laid so gently across her lips.

"You're so pretty, Princess," Y/N whispered against her lips and Momo gulped once again. "I think you're so stunning, and you're so cute when you were all nervous about me kissing you. I couldn't help but look at you."

Y/N mvved her face to Momo's neck and kept whispering.

"You looked like I was bestowed a goddess. You still do," Y/N wiped some tears away. "That's why I was treating you like that, so nicely. Because I wanted to, so bad. Wanted to see the way you close your eyes and blush, hear those moans you give me."

Momo huffed out a heavy breath as Y/N's lips kissed down her neck. "It's okay. I'm not mad, at all. And I still wanna lay you on my bed and tear you apart."

Momo pulled away to look at Y/N. "...yeah?"

Y/N nodded. "Uh huh. Only if you want to."

Momo thought it over. Everything was out, no more lying or secrets. This would just be sex.

Sex that she was sure was going to change her life.

"Yes," She whispered. "I want to."

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Tired 6/6

CW: NSFW, Female Y/N x Top Dabi, fingering (female recieving), clit stimulation, fluff (I think)

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Y/N moaned as Dabi circled her clit. They stood in the shower and he just held her stomach from behind her, keeping them pressed together as he rubbed her clit.

He knew his dick was not going to be brought up again, so he figured it was perfect timing to give Y/N at least a third orgasm.

He kept his arm wrapped around her, keeping her from squirming too much as he circled her clit in quick circles. He could tell by her moaning that she was done after this, strained and just barely desperate enough for this last orgasm.

"You're doing so good," Dabi whispered in her ear, before kissing her neck.

"Fuck," Y/N huffed out a whimper, and the small broken sound was drawn out by a louder moan as he slid 2 fingers in her.

He held her tighter as she started to lean on him more, head falling back on his shoulder. "Come on, Y/N, you can do it."

"Fuck," Y/N repeated, more drawn out, and she used a hand to grab at Dabi's thigh. "I- I... Fuck, Dabi," She whined again, hips starting to pull away as she shook her head.

He slowed his hand down and turned his head so kiss her. "Too much?"

She nodded with a gasp, his hand thumb refusing to give up on her clit, no matter how slow the fingers inside of her her had gotten.

"Do you want me to stop," He asked and she shook her head.

"I love you," She groaned out, and he could just feel how badly she wanted her body to go limp.

"I love you too," He tightened he hold on her even more. "Good job- You're doing so good, just a little more baby."

Y/N nodded and he just had to go on for a few more moments, and if the way she tightened around hee fingers wasn't enough to tell him that she came, the way she whimpered did.

He felt the way her legs shook, and didn't dare let go of his hold on her for at least the next 5 minutes. She breathed heavily, and just held him back, and accidentally pulled out one of his loose staples in the middle of her.

"Shit," She whispered, head moving to eye the arm she got bur he shook his head.

"It's okay," He inspected where she got him, and it wasn't even bleeding that bad. "Don't step on it."

"Sorry," She mumbled, straighting herself up, getting ahold of her own weight on her still shaky legs. "You make me so fucking weak, I hate it sometimes."

Dabi laughed at that, and watched as she bent down to grab the staple. "Just throw it away."

She opened the shower door just enoigh to throw the staple away, and Dabi was back to kissing her neck.

"Sure you're good," Y/N asked, hand swiping over where the staple fell out.

"Promise," He hummed. "If it fell out that easily, it was bound to fall out any second. Wasn't your fault."

She nodded slowly and he reached over to turn the water off.

"Let's lay down," He turned her around and kissed her.

"Okay," She nodded and followed him.

They dried off, got comfortable, and laid in her bed. By now, it was well into the evening and... Damn, did they really fuck that long?

Neither questioned it for too long as they soon held each other, and fell asleep.

They stayed asleep this time.

#mha smut #x reader #x y/n #dabi #touya todoroki #top dabi #bottom y/n #dom dabi #bottom reader #top dabi x bottom reader #dabi x reader #dabi x female reader #female y/n

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Tired Pt. 5/6

CW: NSFW, Female Y/N x Dabi, sub Dabi, oral sex (male receiving), overstimulation, deep throating, cum eating, penetration (male receiving), spit as lube, fingering (male receiving), crying (kinda)

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Dabi moaned both at the feeling, and sight of Y/N sucking his dick. It was only a minute and he felt like he was going to come.

Scratch that, he WAS going to come.

"Y/N," He moaned, head falling back. "I'm gonna come."

Y/N hummed and he tensed at the sudden vibration of it. He came in Y/N's mouth, eyes practically rolling back.

Then he realized Y/N wasn't pulling away. He didn't know whether to be relieved or not.

He said months ago he like overstimulation, and ever since, Y/N has done it randomly. Obviously this was one of those times.

He let himself fall back, unaware of how long he was gonna feel the hot feeling of Y/N's mouth. He hoped it was long.

He couldn't stop his hips tensing as she continued, taking him in farther, not daring to give him a chance to go soft. He also couldn't shut up.

He didn't bother to try and string together a sentence, just moaning and whining. Then he felt his dick slide into Y/N's throat.

His jaw dropped and he let out an opened mouth moan, that... Was truly embarrassing. But Y/N apparently liked it, by the moan she let out of her own mouth, vibrating his cock once again.

He practically sobbed at the moan Y/N let out, the sensitivity taking over. He just kept swearing, moaning, whining, doing his absolute best not to thrust into Y/N's throat while she was already doing so good.

Then a finger slid into his mouth. He knew she wanted him to suck, but he wasn't sure if he could. He tried his best anyway.

By the time she was pulling her finger away, his chin was covered in his own spit, and he was on the very edge of another orgasm. He couldn't talk, and he didn't want to come as deep in her throat as he was at the moment, so he pulled her hair, looking her in the eye as she looked up to her.

She just hummed again and he was coming on her tongue, and he felt his legs shake. His eyes did roll back this time, and he came louder than he wanted to.

He sobbed as that spit covered finger slid into his ass, slowly. "Fuck," He yelled out, the hand in Y/N's hair tightening.

Y/N pin pointed his prostate perfectly, and he let out a cry as she pushed into it. She pulled off his dick, and leaned over him, opening his mouth with her free hand. She kissed him messily, and he immediately felt his come in his mouth.

She continued to massage his prostate with the finger, and he could only cry into her mouth. It was too good, almost too painful, but he fucking loved it.

Y/N pulled away from his mouth, and he looked her in the eye. His eyes burned with the tears that wanted to be there, but they just weren't falling with the way his scarring was around his eyes.

"Y/N," He sobbed and she kissed his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his chin, before laying the most loving kiss on his lips.

He tried his best to kiss back, but it was just messy and uncoordinated. "I love you," He opted for sobbing that out.

"I love you too, baby," Y/N smiled softly. "I love you so much, taking me so good, you're so pretty, you're so perfectly for me, babe."

Dabi nodded, feeling the third orgasm build up, very slowly. He started shaking his head. "I- I can't- It's too much-"

"Yes you can," Y/N whispered. "You're so close already, and you're doing beautifully for me so far. You can do it, come for me."

It only few times that he's able to come from just his prostate, but he was sure the overstimulation and sensitivity of it all was helping a lot.

So he nodded rough, bring a hand down to grab at Y/N's busy wrist, holding hard. It hit him harder than any of the other ones, and he was sure no cum came out anyway. He whimpered and whined, legs shaking hard.

This time, Y/N pulled away. He took a deep breath of relief, then huffed as Y/N landed on him. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her shoulder gently.

"You're insane," He grumbled, pretty sure his dick was numb.

"Thank you," Y/N yawned.

"No falling asleep, we have to get clean," Dabi groaned. "Especially you, you smell rancid."

"I smell amazing and you know it."

He smiles softly and kissed her, putting a hand into her messy hair to hold the back of her head. "I love you."

"I love you too, Dabi."

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Tired Pt. 4/6

CW: NSFW, Female Y/N x Dabi, hard to tell whose top or bottom here, it kind of just repeatedly switches, oral sex (female recieving), dirty talk, lots of love, nipple play, penetration (female recieving), riding

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Dabi was back between Y/N's legs, eating her out like a man starving, while fingering her roughly. She laid back, moaning louder than she wanted to admit.

"Dabi," She whined, grabbing his hair. "It's- I'm ready, I'm okay," She insisted. She wanted Dabi in her, now.

But Dabi wasn't budging, not even saying anything. Just fucking his fingers into her, and flicking her clit with his tongue repeatedly, until he was just sucking on it.

Y/N assumed he just wanted her to come, which... Could she really complain? So she stopped fighting it, and just laid back, holding Dabi's hair.

"Yes," She groaned. "Yes, keep going," She whined again. "I'm so close, Dabi. Gonna come- please."

She was sure she would've had to slap the shit out of Dabi to get him to stop at this point, he wasn't pulling away or backing down in the slightest. Just keeping his pace rough, but even.

And she came hard, legs shaking, and a shaky moan falling from her mouth. When he didn't stop, she grabbed his hair and forcibly pulled him away, almost moaning at the pained groan that he let out.

He immediately looked up to her, eyes meeting hers.

"God, you're so beautiful," She huffed, moving him to almost tackle him back into the bed, and climb on top of him.

He let his head fall back as she reached behind her and grabbed his dick. She lined herself up and slowly sat back on him.

Dabi groaned as he felt the heat surround his dick, refusing to let his head fall back. He watched Y/N's eyes close, hands sat on his chest as she slowly filled herself.

Once she was fully sat, she stopped and took a deep breath. Dabi sat up and kissed her. Y/N kissed back, arms wrapping around his neck.

"Doing okay," Dabi asked.

"Yeah," Y/N nodded. "Holy shit, you made me sensitive, asshole."

Dabi grinned, kissing her jaw. "Might've been on purpose."

"Now you have to wait a minute," Y/N chuckled, bringing a hand to the back of his neck.

"I'll wait as long as you need," Dabi hummed.

Y/N pulled back and pulled her shirt over her head. Dabi didn't even wait until she was done until he was grabbing at her tits, squeezing them.

"Jesus christ Dabi," Y/N groaned. "Gentle on the tits please," She huffed out a short laugh.

He hummed, pulling his hands away and leaning down and taking a nipple into his mouth. He was gentle this time, tongue flicking her nipple. "I'm trying so hard not to bite you right now."

"Don't bite my nipple," Y/N scoffed like she was offended.

"I won't," Dabi assured her, with a soft smile. "But... I kinda want to."

"I would smack you so fucking hard," Y/N laughed. "Clear it from your mind right now, don't think about such acts."

"I can't," Dabi kiss her. "Just wanna bite you."

"I know," Y/N snorted. "Always threatening to bite me. It's getting weird man, why do you wanna eat me so bad?"

Dabi just shrugged, kissing her chest. "Just wanna taste dude, what's wrong with that?"

"A lot when its biting," Y/N hummed, kissing the top of his head. "Lay back for me."

Dabi laid back on the bed, and Y/N's hands went back to his chest. She leaned forwards on her hands and brought her hips up, before bringing them back down slowly.

Dabi huffed, hands going to Y/N's hips. Y/N continued to fuck herself on his dick, slowly but kept an even pace. She breathed heavily, head falling forward.

"Oh fuck," He mumbled, eyes following Y/N's hips. "You feel so good."

Y/N moaned in response, stopping and moving her hands just slightly, before continuing at a quicker pace. She moaned quietly when his hands held onto her tighter, more rough.

"I love you," She moaned, nails digging into his chest. "I love you so fucking much Dabi- Fuck," She started bring her hips down harder.

He moaned too, eyes wanting to roll back at how good she felt atound his cock. They fit so perfectly with each other, always did. She always felt perfect, always did perfect, she WAS perfect.

"I love you too," He groaned, fighting to keep his hips still, letting her keep control since she felt so good. He didn't want to fuck with it when she was moaning as pretty as she was.

She leaned forward more and he wrapped an arm around her back, keeping the one on her hip. "Dabi," She croaked out, voice already tired from moaning.

"Yeah," He looked up at her. Her face was red, eyes almost closed, jaw dropped just a bit.

"More," She huffed, stopping her movements and laying on him. "I need more, please."

"Fuck," He swore quietly at how needy she sounded, and used the arm wrapped aroun her back to pull her closer, bringing them chest to chest. She buried her face into his neck as he adjusted them.

He dug his heels into the bed and started fucking up into her, quick but not too hard. He groaned when nails dug into his scalp. "You're gonna make me come way too quickly."

"Good," Y/N huffed, then moaned on a particularly hard thrust.

He flipped them so Y/N could just lay back and relax. Her legs wrapped around his hips so tight, he couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.

"Closer," Y/N whispered, grabbing his arm and pulling his weight down on her. "Stay," She demanded once he was laid fully on her.

He nodded and kissed her roughly, before starting to fuck into her again. He used one hand for balance, leaning on his forearm next to her head, and snuck the other between them to rub her clit.

She let out a whine, legs tighening around him even more, making his thrusts shallow. "Fuck," It sounded so weak and needy coming from her mouth.

He moaned as she tightened on his cock, as if she was just trying to force him to come. It was working, for sure.

"I'm gonna come," She whispered desperately in his ear, arms wrapped tightly around his neck. He didn't know if they physically could be closer to each other.

"Yes," He whispered back, fighting to keep his pace even for her. "Come, come on my dick, please Y/N. Wanna see you feel good for me."

Y/N's eyes closed as she came, legs tightening to the point that Dabi didn't even bother to try and move, but stayed where he was, keeping his fingers circling her clit, until she started to squirm and fight against him.

"Fuck," Y/N whined, unwrapping her legs from him. He felt them shake just a bit, and she looked more than satisfied.

"Good," He asked, smiling as she laughed.

"Fuck yeah, I'm good," She put a hand on Dabi's forehead and pushed him up. He sat up, just for Y/N's foot to push him all the way back.

"You're very demanding today," He pointed out as she sat between his legs.

"You love it," She kissed him, then bent down, running her tongue up his dick. "Are you ready?"

Dabi stared down at her, already knowing he would come way too quickly.

"Yes."

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