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Thinking about writing about yandere tomura finding his darlings lovense toy and syncs to it without her knowing. Just imagine how depraved that would be. Him sniffing your panties that he ‘borrowed’ while jerking off with a cock sleeve that syncs to your movements. I imagine him growling in frustration when you slow down and only to whining pathetically when you’re suddenly thrusting it at full speed. Maybe he can’t take it anymore and decides to sync it to his own thrusts so you can feel just what you do to him.

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I had an idea. You know that chair that Shigaraki was hooked up to while the Doctor was doing experiments on him in order to increase his quirk? Imagine Shigaraki fucking you in that chair. After a long day of basically being tortured for hours you come up to his side to check on him, make sure he's okay. He's panting, breath ragged, body dripping sweat, and the second he lays eyes on you he grabs you up and drags you ontop of his lap. He tears your pants and underwear down and rams his cock inside of you. No lube, no preparation, no foreplay. Its instant, its instinctual. He's tired and spent but all he knows is that he has had enough and needs to be inside of you. He pauses for the briefest of moments to savor the delicious ecstacy of his cock being wrapped inside your inner walls, his nose to your neck breathing in your scent. The scent that makes him feel safe and at ease...then he starts moving. Hips violently thrusting upwards again and again, his grunts echoing off the walls of the room, hands palming your body, fingers digging into your thighs to keep you in place. Because atop his lap is your place. The place where you belong, and inside of you is where he belongs.

WHEW LOOOORDDDD HAVE MERCY-

I feel my Shigaraki obsession coming back slowly please I can’t take this broo😩

Oh to be there for the boss after all the intense shit he goes through, just to sit there while he uses you as his personal cocksleeve, taking it all out on you. He is rough yes, won’t show you any mercy or go softer no matter how much it hurts, because you belong to him and you serve him only~

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Ten-chan is the worst! Ch1

Touya Todoroki is the most handsome and sweetest guy in the senior class of AU. Desperately searching for an elusive chance to meet the almighty Touya, you throw yourself in the deep end and join the gamers club. Little did you know that the greatest prize you'd find was an absolute devil in disguise. Tenko, a creature so fearsome, a cold and ruthless shadow of a being. A pure demon, who calls you dumb, he's always cranky, stiff, horny, and severe. You'd soon find he has his claws firmly in you, a simple mistake drops a secret right into Tenko's raunchy lap, a blackmail so deviant you would do anything for him to keep your secret. All you have to do is pretend to be Tenko's girlfriend. The more you play along the more you begin to wonder what is going on in Tenko's head? What forbidden secrets lurks in Tenko's heart of darkness?

Everyone depicted in sexual acts are 18+ If you are a Dabi simp you will not like him.

Warning: Dub/Con, Fluff and blackmail, Fingering, masturbation, cussing, alternate canon and universe

Tenko has his quirk, before his quirk awakening, so scar and short blue hair. Touya is still in contact with his family and not as physically damaged. Tenko, Touya, and Shuichi are in AU.

Even though this is a Y/N x reader....I do not use Y/N because it feels icky. Because of that your appearance and that of your family will be vague.

Chapter 1

"Oh, Touya," you panted under your blankets.

You daydreamed that you, the shy, overlooked wallflower, could somehow have the attention of the hottest, most incredible boy in school. His sweet charm and boy-next-door good looks had made him immensely popular, yet his kind and gentle nature made him loveable even to those less popular. Tenko, the Gamer's Club president, was one such outcast who was invited to join the innermost circle of Touya's friends even when no one else was paying attention.

Touya had joined the gaming club. To you, it felt like a fairy tale, a whispered hope in your heart that if only he knew of your admiration, he would sweep you off your feet and into his world of popularity. The chance of a lifetime felt just within your grasp and with bated breath when you heard the news. Shuichi was your home-room classmate, an introspective, quiet one, and a gaming club member. You had to take the plunge and speak with him. This could be your opportunity to finally make an impression on Touya.

You partnered with Shuichi during a lab project and chatted with him until you got invited to the club. Shuichi was very kind, and you hugged him before you realized it. Your heart raced as you and Shuichi embraced. The electric energy between you was palpable because you were thinking of Touya. You couldn't contain your shock when he leaned in close to tell you he'd introduce you at the club. Before you knew what was happening, you'd already said yes. His cheeks flushed red as he stepped back, and you had a feeling you'd just made a new friendship.

Shuichi's said that Tenko might look scary, but he was really a great guy when you got to know him. That didn't prepare you for the terror of seeing him in person. His severe facial features and gloves made you fearful of what monsters lurked beneath. But the eyes, that crimson red, truly struck at your heart. It was as if you were looking into the eyes of pure evil. They are surrounded by scratch's but it's the two deep gashes that draw your attention. One over his right eye and the on his lip. A mole on the other corner near his chin. A demon from the depths of a nightmare was staring right back at you. He tries to hide his gruesome face with his bluish hair, but you can feel his eyes. He looks familiar somehow, you don't know how or why. No one looks like this demon. Those awful rumors of his tantrums and his quirk did little to diminish the terror he created. Even so, Tenko remained surprisingly calm and went out of his way to ensure everyone was cared for in the gaming club.

"What games are you into?" Tenko graveled in almost a whisper, looking down instead of directly at you, like you're a bug he wants to avoid. You jumped in surprise at how deep his voice was and felt goosebumps.

"I haven't really played any," you replied nervously. Tenko's gaze darts up at you and pins you where you stand, his blood-red eyes narrowing in judgment. You feel the urgent need to flee until Touya's presence catches your attention. He's casually munching on chips and paging through his sports magazine. Your heart races all over again, the thrill of his nearness coursing through you like the taste of forbidden fruit. Tenko's eyes followed your gaze, and you panicked, immediately pulling them back to him.

"What do you know about games?" Tenko almost sneered.

"Almost nothing, But I want to learn. Shuichi made it sound like so much fun," you bashfully admit. Something in Tenko softened. The fiery light of irritation within Tenko's eyes flickered, lessening ever so slightly, a gentle ease spread from this subtle shift, relaxing the tension between you.

"Alright," Tenko sighed, obviously annoyed. Scratching his neck and looking away, "You're a girl. You might like something like Kitty boom bomb, Mario Kart, and then let's try a few RPGs later."

"What is an RPG?" You asked. Tenko's eyes widened, a wildfire of fury blazing in his irises. You cringed, feeling chills run through your body. Shuichi, however, found the situation hilarious and could barely contain his laughter as he gently pulled you away toward the safety of Mario's Kart. As the months flew by, you found yourself stealing more than glances at Touya. Every time you saw him, your heart would flutter, and you couldn't look away. Yearning for those moments, you'd snap a few photos to store away in your Touya collection, little treasures in your personal collection.

"You're a creep," Tenko stated flatly, out of nowhere. Your jaw dropped in shock at what a rude jerk he was being.

"I am not," you snarled at him.

"Then Why are you smiling like that at your phone? Are you looking at something nasty?" Tenko asked.

"No, you Hanzo-main!" You gritted at him and walked away, missing the proud smirk on Tenko's face. The gaming club teaches you all the jargon, and to your surprise, it's actually fun. Shuichi and Tenko take you under their pro-gamer wings. Even though Tenko still scares the crap out of you.

Touya is a model, everyone gets to see his face, but none got to see this side since you are one of two girls in the club. Never brave enough to talk to him, you enjoy just looking at him in these special moments. He must really like Tenko because he never played games. He just hung out and ate free snacks. He only noticed you when he complimented your cherry cupcakes, those few words spinning your world. You swooned. It sent your heart into a frenzy. A few days later, Tenko, Shuichi, and Touya are talking about their new apartment together.

"Hey you," Touya said. He had been looking in your direction, but you were none the wiser. Suddenly, he opened his mouth to speak, and his words were meant for you. You were startled, unable to comprehend the reality of the situation. He was actually talking to you. You mentally squeal in delight.

"Who me?" You asked nervously, pointing to yourself.

"Yeah, why don't you come and bring those cherry cupcakes?" Touya asked.

"Jeez, Dabi. I was going to invite her anyway," Shuichi said. Turning to your and whispering, "You don't need to bring anything if you don't want to."

"I am inviting the entire club," Tenko rasped, scratching his neck harder.

You were elated when Touya invited you to the party, directly. A smile spread across your face as you exclaimed, "It's not a big deal! I'm happy to do it! I'll make enough for everyone!" Tenko and Shuichi exchanged a knowing glance. But you are not paying attention. You'd have agreed to cut off your own hand to be at that party. After all, Touya wanted your cupcakes and invited you personally. You are going to make them with pure love.

Your mom helped you work tirelessly to craft six dozen cherry cupcakes, each one a feat of confectionary art. But you weren't content with perfection, your ambition was far more daring. After all, your mom told you the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. You set aside one cupcake, a special, unique work of heart-stopping craftsmanship. Baked with love, it was topped with a candy heart inscribed with your number and your name. A message just for Touya. With trembling fingers, you set this special cupcake aside in a box fit for a prince that said: for Touya.

You couldn't wait to see the delight on Touya's face when you presented the treat you had painstakingly prepared. As you pictured the surprise awaiting you, you tenderly set aside the cherry galette like an exquisite crown jewel. Fervently tapping out a message to Shuichi, you requested his help to carry these earthly delights. You were in a rush, racing against the clock to prepare everything for the guest's arrival. Your mom even helped make you an unbelievably cute new outfit, pink plaid, suited you. The place is huge and fancy, you twirled in delight, and Shuichi couldn't help but grin. Sparse furniture, though.

"I have something special for Touya," you said, setting three batches on the table.

"Why don't you put it in his room? He's not in right now, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind. It's at the top of the stairs to the right," Shuichi grunted, setting out the rest of the snacks. You know you shouldn't, but you could not resist seeing his room. Your heart is fluttering in your chest like a caged bird. Your hand trembles as you knock lightly before entering, and cautiously crack open the door to Touya's room.

"Touya?" You squeak. Immediately you are struck by how neat it is, except for the desk area, which has an amazing gaming setup. You didn't think Touya cared about games, but maybe he was more into online than the LAN or couch co-op that the club is into. Your curiosity piques, taking a timid step inside, and a thrill of surprise races through you as you dared a closer look.

You can't help but admire the setup, taking in every detail and feeling more than a little excited to explore all the possibilities. You wouldn't have guessed Touya was so into online gaming or into manga! He had so many romance novels your head swam. You know you shouldn't be here, but who could resist the opportunity to see Touya's secret gaming lair. Maybe he's not in the club just for free snacks?

You gingerly place the cupcake next to his bedside, the bows glitter glimmering under the nightstand lamp. His bed looks large and comfy. Like a magnet, his bed pulls you in closer. Its warmth envelops you, and you can't help but take a deep breath into its comfortable depths. You are hesitant until you realize your gesture may be rejected. What if he throws out your cupcake? What if he laughs and calls you a creep like Tenko? The thought makes you greedy for what little you can get. It wouldn't be so bad if you sniffed his scent. Just a little whiff and you'll leave you promise yourself. Hesitantly, you allow yourself to take in his scent. You succumb to the temptation, flopping on the bed instead of leaving. Embracing his pillow and imagine feeling his comforting embrace, you close your eyes, inhaling deeply.

You revel in its sweet aroma. So, this is what Touya smells like. Your heart quivered, and your senses tingled as you inhaled his scent. Your soul sings, he has a sweet, musty plum rain lingering on your tongue smell. Your mind raced, and your heart pounded harder as your middle was heated with lust. A thrill shot through you as your body stirred with unbidden desire. With a squeeze of his pillow, a thought crept through your mind, daring you to act on your impulses. Quickly, you reached for your phone to gazed upon Touya's face.

Your breath hitches as your fingers slowly slide down your body, the sensation stirring a heady anticipation. As they caress your thighs, your mind revels in the thought of what the man you love, Touya, how you imagine what he would do if he were here. With a tantalizing caress, you lift your skirt, feeling the forbidden pleasure of your exposed skin as your fingers lightly tickle along your panty line. All too soon, they slip past, exploring the hidden heat of your desire to play with your clit. Your breathing grew ragged and labored as you felt electricity surge through your body, your clit becoming more and more sensitive with every movement of your fingers.

Shocks of pleasure ran down your spine like wildfire, urging your mind and body to succumb to the desires you had desperately tried to suppress. What if he caught you? You imagine him ravishing you. The heat of your arousal intensifies as your being becomes overwhelmed by your lustful thoughts. Looking around the room, you could feel your desire intensify, fueled by your own vulnerability of being caught by Touya. Closing your eyes, you delighted in the bliss that washed over you as wave after wave of tingles consumed you. You never felt more alive. You are so caught up in your lust that you don't hear the shower shut off or the bathroom door opening.

"What the fuck?" Tenko graveled.

You bolted upright to see Tenko standing there, enraged, his slim frame rigid and looming, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. You are so shocked and surprised your scream caught in your throat. His eyes flashed wildly, trying to make sense of what confronted him, your glistening fingers, disheveled hair and clothes, flushed skin, dilated pupils, and the phone clasped in your fist.

His jaw drops at the same time as his towel. This time you shrieked in shock, barely registering as you dropped your phone and tried to cover your eyes. He clamps that terrifying hand over your mouth with no glove on, making you shriek louder around his hand. You could have killed me you jerk! You try to yell at him. 

"Be quiet, or Shuichi will hear," he hissed. In an act so naughty, you are plunged into deeper shock, he grabbed your hand and licked the fingers covered in your juices clean. His mouth was so warm and soft you melted at little, briefly overriding your shame and disgust. 

"Hey, Ten? Did you hear something?" Shuichi said on cue. Tenko pulled your finger from his mouth with a pop.

"Playing a with that new girl. I'm just showing her that new horror RPG. We'll be down after this level," Tenko shouted.

"Don't make me do all of this alone!" Shuichi yelled back. You felt a wave of relief. You don't want others to know about this. You expected Tenko to stop and admonish you. What he did instead was something that left you so flustered you could barely breathe.

He ran his fingers through your hair and tucked a stray strand behind your ear. He flashed a smile as he gently caressed your neck and face. His touch sent shockwaves down your spine. His smile almost made him look handsome. You felt the heat rushing to your cheeks, and all you could do was blush deeply. His gentle chuckle further surprised you.

"Sorry. He has a little crush on you, and I didn't want to hurt his feelings," Tenko said. He tenderly brushed his thumb across your trembling bottom lip. His gaze pinning you, your heart leapt into overdrive, knowing he was there to protect Shuichi. Men who value true friendship are meant to be leaders and that turned you on more, "Speaking of. I thought you had a thing for him?"

"What?" you gasped in surprise, "No. We're just friends." Before you can say anything else, Tenko is on you, pinning you down in your first kiss, your lips meet tenderly at first. You could feel the heat of his kiss grow as his lips moved against yours with surprising confidence. They are soft with a light scrap of cracked skin.

The sensations sent shivers through your veins were like nothing you had ever felt. He took his time exploring your mouth with his tongue, tasting your desire, and sending you soaring. This was your first kiss, and it was from someone you never expected. Tenko was leaving you breathless. He pulled away and grinned.

"Good. You are so fucking cute. I wanted you the moment I saw you. You taste sweet, by the way," Tenko breathed. He locked his lips back on yours before you could think or answer. You are whimpering in his mouth as you feel his hands start to move. He trailed a finger down your body, teasing your skin before opening your blouse, jerking up your bra, freeing your breasts, and stroking over your tender flesh.

"Mur mands," you yelped in fear into his mouth. Tenko didn't understand you, or he mistook your reactions for arousal instead of fear. Because he pulled away, kissing your neck and trailing down your chest, softly he cupped your breasts before taking a nipple in his mouth, licking and teasing it with the gentle pressure of his velvety tongue. Making you moan before you can stop him.

"H-hey," you squealed. Tenko pinched and tweaked your nipple between his thumb and finger, rolling and pulling them harshly with those deathly hands. Gasping in pleasure, he took it as a sign to explore further. His hand moved to your other breast as his mouth left a trail of kisses down your chest, sending shivers through your body. He looked up at you with his crimson eyes, mischief dancing there as he sucked your nipple into his mouth, playing with it with his tongue and using his teeth. Your sharp intake of breath was your only response, and when he released your nipple, you felt an even stronger wave of desire and need. You wanted him to keep going, and you felt dizzy.

Tenko's hand moved to your other breast, massaging it firmly as his thumb gently rolled around your nipple. You moaned, your desire intensifying by the second, and he pulled you close with one arm around your waist. He was pressing you to his nude, warm, hard body. A soft murmur of satisfaction as he swirled his tongue on your tender flesh that pebbled under his attention, and the appreciation only excited you further. He gave you a lustful grin before lowering his lips to your nipple once again. Soon your breasts were alive with pleasure as Tenko teased and tantalized your nipples with masterful skill. Popping them out of his mouth before he held your head next to his face. His hot breath is fanning over the cup of your ear.

"Your body is so sensitive. Let me help you finish what you started," Tenko whispered. He stroked a finger over your panties between your sensitive lips and hard clit. You squeal again, "So wet for me."

You felt your body tense up as Tenko's fingers moved closer and closer to your most intimate area. Your breath quickened as he fondled your breast, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. Tenko's fingers finally brushed against your core over your panties, and you gasped, your legs instinctively trying to close shut to protect yourself. But it was too late. Tenko had already trapped you in his grip, picking you up and spreading you across his lap, your legs opened wide across his knees while your back was pressed firmly against his muscled chest. You could feel his strength and power radiating through his body, and you were too weak to stop it. Something massive, hot, and hard pressed against your ass and spine.

Your mind was awhirl with a combination of fear and pleasure, and you could feel yourself slowly succumbing to him, despite yourself. You can feel him so vividly as his fingers work their way toward your pussy, while his other hand caresses your breast, pinching your nipple until it peaks. You wanted to push him away, but simultaneously, you wanted to stay and experience everything he gave you. You were paralyzed with a mixture of emotions, unable to move or speak. Your body feels weak and shaky. You're not sure if it was from almost cumming from a kiss and nipple play, or the intense spike of adrenaline that plummeted when you discovered Tenko would not kill you. You felt like a such a timid dumb virgin and you needed to stop this misunderstanding, right now.

"Sto-," you are crying when a knock comes on the door, and Touya's voice filters in. This time you welcome Tenko's hand over your mouth. The thought of him seeing you with Tenko is mortifying. Tenko stiffened, his reaction different than with Shuichi. He seemed angry again and that shut you up more than anything.

"What?" Tenko growled at the door. His fingers gently slip beneath your waistband of your panties, exploring a space you have never ventured into. You mumble for him not to around his hand, four fingers dug into your cheek you doubt he could understand anything but moans, it's too late. You gasp in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he penetrates your virgin hole. Nothing has ever been in there before and you almost cry out when his fingers go deeper, the sensations coursing through your body. Your voice muffled as your body shuddered.

"Why is your door locked?" Touya asked, still on the other side.

"Because I want privacy!" Tenko shouted. He was exploring you with a hunger that made your heart race. He kissed your neck and nipped at your ear, sending shivers of bliss and pain through you as his finger plunged in and out. You couldn't help but moan as all the sensations combined to make you tremble against him. "You are so tight, but sucking me in. Are you a virgin?" He teased you. Yes! You mentally scream

"Whatever, I was wondering if you-," Touya said conversationally, with Tenko responding like nothing was happening, the conversation fading as every part of you being is focused on what Tenko is doing. Ultimately, you found yourself surrendering to him, your body trembling with tension. All you could do was sit there and let him take control of your pleasure. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to be taken away to a place of satisfaction and ecstasy.

"This is your sweet spot. You're clenching down on me, getting wetter and gushing. You're about to cum," Tenko chuckled, adding another digit, and you could feel the light scrape of his nails deep inside you. No, no, no, your mind screamed. You don't want this. Not with Tenko, but it felt so good. So good you couldn't help but moan. The rough pads of his slender fingers dug deep. You leaned back against Tenko, your body trembling in sensuality as the waves of bliss crashed over you. You could feel your heart racing as your breath caught in your throat, as you pussy sucked on his digits, greedy for more. Drooling against Tenko's hand as your hot pants meet his palm. 

"Go ahead and cum," Tenko whispered.

"Alright, I'll get your half of the yen later," Touya's retreating form said.

You gasped as your orgasm hit, its intensity sending your body quivering in an all-encompassing wave of ecstasy. Every muscle tensed as you clung to the sound of Touya's voice, feeling the intensity build until it finally burst, sending ripples of delight cascading through your body. You let out a deep moan of ecstasy. Your eyes squeezed shut as you reveled in the bliss that seemed to go on forever. When it finally subsided, you opened your eyes, feeling relaxed and content. That was more intense than when you touch yourself.

"Damn. You made a puddle. I bet I can get you to squirt," Tenko beamed. You jerk from him in a sudden wave of boiling rage and shame.

"You are unbelievable!" You raged. Touya was supposed you be your first, and this creep took that dream from you. Tenko's face twists into confusion until his eyes land on the box.

He picked it up while you struggled to get your bra back on. He looked at the: For Touya and decayed it with mounting rage. Then he bent down, picked up your phone, and saw who you were looking at while you touched yourself on his bed. It dawned on him when you gasped and flung yourself at him to snatch your phone back.

"Give me that. It's mine," you wailed. Trembling on the verge of tears, you tried to stay still as you watched Tenko's face twist into deranged laughter. He held your phone in one hand and a cupcake for Touya in the other, like he was taunting you. You felt more terrified than ever before.

You wanted to slide away from his menacingly cackling face, but you couldn't. Tenko could ruin you if he told Touya. Tenko was your only way back to the safety of Touya and your phone. He shoved the phone in your face as if proving to you just how much power he had. You felt the ever-increasing pressure build up within, threatening to bring you to the brink of emotional collapse. You were helpless, hopeless, and at Tenko's mercy.

"You're a creepy little stalker fangirl," he giggled and accused, "You've been secretly taking pictures of him. You came here to masturbate to Touya. That's extra creepy. He wouldn't like this at all."

"I did not. Shuichi said Touya's bedroom was on the right. I just wanted to give him a gift," you sniveled. Tenko laughed again, mocking you and making you feel so stupid.

"Was his back turned to you?" Tenko asked. It dawned on you too late. Tenko laughed again, continuing to mock you. Every word making you feel dumber. Tenko's obnoxious laughter echoed in the room as you fumed with rage. You shook with anger before finally losing your grip and tears streaming down your cheeks. Acting on instinct, you lashed out, slapping him across his smug face.

"I am a virgin!" You cried as you snatched up your phone and ran out of his room, leaving him stunned.

"Hey! Wait!" Tenko yelled after.

You stumble headlong into Touya,  bouncing off him and tumbling to the ground with a loud thump. Scrambling for an explanation, you're speechless as embarrassment floods your cheeks.

Shuichi was right behind him at the bottom of the stairs. You can't deny the truth—they both caught you coming out of Tenko's bedroom, disheveled and sweaty. As you wrestle for something to say, you can feel your heart sink, knocked off balance by shock and humiliation.

"Whoa! Are you ok?" Touya reached out, offering his hand to help you up from the ground. It felt like life raft and a sea of troubles. His firm grip easily lifts you, "Oh hey, it's cupcake girl. What's wrong, darling?"

You feel abruptly yanked away and firmly pulled back into Tenko's tight embrace. He stands behind you gloriously in the nude and unashamed, devouring the cupcake you made for Touya, like an asshole.

"She is my girlfriend, and we're having a bit of a lover's quarrel," he informs Touya possessively, with a piercingly cold glare. Then, as if to tease you further, he licks the candy heart to the tip of his tongue and, with a crooked smirk, swallows it down. The words 'be mine' glistening on it stab you in the heart. You feel a wave of humiliation and agony sweep over you so intensely that you wish the ground beneath you would open and swallow you down. But Touya stands there, his lips twisted in a knowing smirk.

"You idiots. We have guests waiting for us downstairs," Touya gestured at the mass of people gathering to see what the fuss is about, "Kiss and makeup already. It shouldn't be that hard with such a cutie."

You stumble past Touya and Shuichi, through the crowd, frantically trying to hide your face as tears stream down your cheeks. Touya had called you darling and cute. He helped you up and expressed tender concern, and your heart leapt to hear such sweetness on what could only be described as the darkest day of your life.

It only brought you fresh anguish and made you ache for what could have been.Tenko stole my first kiss with Touya, repeated in your head as you ran from everyone's stares. You stumble blindly, desperate to escape, aching at the thought of more humiliation in the face of those who had seen you at the party. Your broken sniffles and heaving chest are the only noise you hear until you finally reach the safety of home.

Back at the party, "What just happened? I hope she's not sick," was murmured through the crowd.

"What the fuck was that about?" Shuichi barked.

"Sorry. We were fooling around, and I jizzed all over her dress. I know you were into her, Shuichi, but she confessed, and it just happened," Tenko says, scratching his neck. Touya laughed out loud, and that kid everyone calls Hawks gave Tenko a thumbs up and yelled nice dick. Now all the girls were stealing glances until Touya blocked their view. Tenko did have a big one, and the rest of these girls didn't need to compare.

"What?" Shuichi asked, surprised. His face twisted in anger for another reason, "Never mind, I guessed as much. First, get on some pants. Second, apologize to her. Because before she was a dating interest, she was my friend, and I like gaming with her. She better not quit the gaming club because of your fuck up. Third, see that cute rabbit girl down there. I was about ready to close the deal with her, but she's friends with our girl. In fact, our girl isn't popular, but she's well known, and her main group of friends is all heteromorph girls. I promise it will trickle down to all the girls and land on top of us. If you ever want to date again, grovel, grovel like you never have before," Shuichi lectured.

"If you want, I can apologize for you," Touya leered.

"Stay the fuck away from her, Touya. I will handle it, Shuichi." With that, Tenko retreated into his room. Finishing the cupcake. He hated overly sweet things. He hated most things. But you cumming on his fingers was the best. He combined the frosting with your juices and licked his fingers clean.  

Tenko was a jerk. You had just experienced the most intense orgasm of your life, and all you could do was think about it and know it wasn't with Touya. You can feel the heat rising at your core as you remember Tenko's rough touch. You can still feel it, and your cunt throbs. You hadn't wanted to revel in the afterglow, but here you are, crushed with disappointment from where it came from.

You cleaned yourself up and went downstairs to the sound of your mom entertaining someone. Someone with a deep gravelly voice, you are instantly irritated when you recognize it.

"What is he doing here?" You growl. You are shocked at how cool he looks in his street clothes. Tenko stood and bowed deeply.

"I came to apologize. Please forgive my behavior. I humbly ask you not to quit the gamer's club," Tenko said.

"I'll think about it," you reply with a huff. He's so stiff and formal. This is nothing like he was an hour ago. 

"That is fair. If you come to the next meeting, I will have something special for you. I'll take my leave," Tenko said.

"Stay for dinner," Mom offered. If that wasn't bad enough, Tenko declared with a sly smile that he would be, "More than happy to." A statement that would only further fuel the despair that already hung in the air. Why was he doing this? He is missing his party. He acted like a charming guy with manners that had your mom wrapped around his deadly pinky. You roll your eyes through most of the meal because you know the truth. After dinner, your mom told you,...no, ordered you, to walk him to the bus stop.

"How could you say we were dating? You are such an asshole," you pouted. He smirked at you.

"You wanted me to tell the truth? Besides, you like him, right? If you pretend to be my girlfriend, you can come over whenever you want and save face at the gamers club," Tenko reasoned, walking away. You grabbed the corner of his hoodie, because it didn't take you long to decide. 

"Ok. I'll pretend to be your girlfriend," You say reluctantly. That took Tenko aback. He clearly didn't think you would take such a offer.

"You really like that guy that much," Tenko sneered.

You nod yes, "Well you're right. It's better to lie than let everyone know the truth and I get to still see Touya." 

Before you know it, he pulls you to him, lips on yours in a passionate kiss. He could feel your body mold against his, your curves giving him comfort and security. His heartbeat drummed out of control, and you could feel it pound against your chest as the warmth of your breath washed over him. The passion coursing through him was like an unstoppable river. It left him unwilling and unable to let you back away as you weakly struggled.

He gripped you tight as he parted his lips to gasp for air. His lips brushed against yours softly. The cracked skin magnified the sensations a thousand times. Suddenly the kiss deepened as his passionate desire took over. His arms encircled your waist, drawing you closer to him as his tongue sought out yours and explored.

The kiss was fiery and full of longing and love. When it finally ended, he gently brushed his lips across yours one last time before resting his forehead against yours with a heavy sigh. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment and the intense emotion. You had to brace yourself against him because he left your knees weak and shaky. He sucked the air from your lungs with how good that was. When you manage to collect yourself, you weakly shove him away.

"What was that?" You shriek.

"You're my girlfriend. If we are going to do this, then we need to make it look real. It's my reputation on the line too. By the way, I don't mind that pretty expression," Tenko rasped. Ready to pull you back for more when you escaped his grasp and turned on your heels to march home. You pause to ask him one last question.

"What if I didn't agree to this insane plan?"

"I would have told Touya you are a stalker and have photos of him. I still might tell him if you don't make it convincing," Tenko smiled as he boarded the bus. He blew you a kiss, and you flipped him off. Tenko was really the worst. That kiss he gave you blew all the others out of the water. You touched your lips and felt your cheeks burn. On your walk back, you began to plot.

The next day of school Tenko was there waiting for you at the gate, firmly gripping your hand, carrying your bag, and parading you around. It was awkward, but there was no backing out now. You had made a deal with Tenko. If you failed to make this farce look believable, he would tell Touya.

That was enough of a motivator for you to keep going with this scheme. That's ok. It's all a part of your plan now. Tenko wants a girlfriend. You'll give him a girlfriend. This will highlight what a wonderful girlfriend you will be for Touya.You made Tenko lunch and bought his favorite drinks, like a damn maid cafe.

"This is good," Tenko said. His minor praise gave you hope. You also steeled yourself and asked for your quid of the quid pro quo of your bargain.

"Can I come over today?" You asked Tenko nervously. He stared at you for a long moment.

"Remember, you have to pretend to be there for me—your boyfriend. Me," he hissed.

"Not a problem Ten-chan," you grinned mischievously. He narrowed his eyes but agreed to it. You skipped off in glee. That's what your girlfriends saw, and they think you have lost your mind. Poor Yuki shook you by your shoulders and screamed in your face. The air became tense as Yuki's voice reverberated throughout the room.

"What secrets is this man holding over you? The way you suddenly left last night speaks volumes, so you'd better tell us what you know. You can tell us, and then we will kill him!" The other girls nodded in agreement, their expressions dark and murderous. They know you too well.

"It's not like that. Tenko can be very kind," you said, remembering his kiss and feeling your cheeks heat up. The girls exchange a look, "I'm serious. Come to the gamers club with me and meet him. Plus, there are plenty of cute guys. Touya Todoroki is there."

Tenko looked around the room, eyeing the girls with their crossed arms and murderous glares. He took a deep breath, ready to recite his spiel on gaming options in his typically hostile and stiff way, but then he felt a gentle nudge beside him. He looked to his side and saw Shuichi, a look of assurance in his eyes. Relief washed over Tenko when Shuichi saved him.

"Ten-chan," You beam. Knowing full well Chan is cute but meant for girls, and if you know English, his name sounds like 'tension.' It's clever, and you want to get a rise out of him, "I want to challenge you to some Mario Kart." The look he gave you was withering. But he took your hand and kissed it.

"I could never deny you anything," Tenko said with a smile, his presence radiating such charm that it elicited a chorus of 'awws' from the ladies watching, effortlessly leading the way to the console like prince charming. That made your blood boil. You scowled. Ok. You deserved that. Both of you seem to be laying it on thick today.

You were both overly affectionate, but this was getting uncomfortable, especially with your girlfriends in the room. You're worried your girlfriends might like Tenko too much and whine when you 'break up' with him. You're going to have to push him. Tenko was always so serious about his games and could get very ugly. You take a deep breath, preparing yourself for a confrontation, this will break him, you think. Since he is so concerned about his reputation, you are going to make him work to keep it.

The game starts, and everyone gathers to watch you play with the gaming champion. Tenko is the president of the gaming club for a reason. You chose princess peach, and Tenko was Mario. The crowd went wild as the countdown hit zero. After several rounds he was scratching at himself in annoyance.

Both of you are squaring off in the Mario Kart tournament's final race. Tenko took a deep breath as he prepared himself for battle. He knew that the slightest mistake could cost him the race or the tournament. 

"Looking nervous there," You mocked Tenko. You had already demonstrated you're driving prowess throughout the tournament. All those games with Shuichi was paying off. Tenko barely maintained his composure and kept his eyes on the track ahead. Suddenly, the announcer's words, "Ready? Go!" erupted. Mario and Peach both stepped on the accelerators of their karts, and they were off.

Both raced around the track, dodging obstacles and trading positions. Mario was in the lead as they made their way through Rainbow Road. But at the last corner, Peach shrieked ahead, pushing Mario wide and pressing your advantage. Tenko growled, close to losing his cool. He didn't give up, though.

"I hope you won't cry when I beat you," Tenko hissed. He pushed on, determined to beat you. What you did not expect was your competitive nature rearing its head. He managed to stay close until the last lap when Peach made a risky move around Mario and snuck ahead.

"Not on your life, neet!" You shouted. Biting your lip, grip sweating on the controller in total concentration. Tenko knew them that he had no chance of catching you. He simply had to keep his distance and hope you made a mistake somewhere. But you didn't make a single error and crossed the finish line victorious. The whole room cheered.

You jumped up and did a happy dance of triumph when you suddenly noticed Tenko was looming. Not only did you embarrass yourself with a dumb dance in front of all your friend and Touya, but you called him Neet. Your knees suddenly felt wobbly and you nearly peed yourself when he leaned down with his severe expression.

"Good game. You deserve a reward," Tenko gently leaned in and planted a kiss on your forehead, sending a spark of electricity down your spine. You blushed a deep crimson as he pulled away with a smirk, causing the room around you to erupt in admiration of 'awws's and 'how cute's. He promised he'd return with your favorite drink, leaving you with your cheeks still burning and an embarrassed smile of pride on your lips.

"I am happy you learned something and gave it your all," He said over his shoulder. That seemed sincere and your heart swelled a little in pride.

"I get this round," Touya announced, tossing his magazine aside and striding over. Everyone was departing to show the girls different games since you made it seem fun and to flirt, of course. You are so nervous and fidgety. You are playing so sloppy. Touya is worse. You're still determining if he lost on purpose or if he was terrible at gaming. He smiled at you when he lost, and your heart nearly stopped.

"I lost. I have to reward you, too," Touya said, leaning in.

"Whaaa," you are asking, dumbfounded, when Shuichi swoops in between you.

"I play winner," Shuichi said.

"What do you think you are doing?" Tenko hissed at Touya. Tenko was looming again as if he appeared out of thin air.

"I'm just giving her this," Touya said, handing you a heart lollipop. Your hand trembles when you reach for it. You don't know what to think when Tenko snatches it and shoves it in your pocket while he pulls you away.

"Thanks!" You shout behind you. In the hallway, you yank your arm back.

"What is your problem?" You hiss. He deliberates, biting his lip as his nails rake obsessively over his neck. Trying to decide how to respond, he takes deep breaths to keep from snapping. It's infuriating. He always takes the time to weigh up his options before he answers. He is always calculating, and it's one of the things that makes you nervous about him.

"You are supposed to make it look like you are there for me, not for him, remember? Do you want him to find out you're a stalker?" Tenko snarled. When you flinched from his voice, he softened his tone, "You made it sounds like you had something special in mind this afternoon. I want to catch the earlier bus, and I wanted to give this to you away from their eyes," he rasped. He pulled out a small square velvet box, "Here, I told you I would give you a gift if you came."

You open the luxurious crushed velvet box and find an exquisite comb delicately crafted from solid gold, delicately carved in the shape of your favorite flower and in the color of your dreams. It was too extravagant to keep, but it sent your heart into a flurry of emotion. It wasn't just its splendor that moved you. It was the thought and care behind it.

Tenko had found something that was truly unique to you and your interests, something he had taken the time to think about and select for you. You could feel the love he had put into it, and you couldn't bear to reject it immediately. Suddenly, you saw Tenko in a new light. He was blushing, hiding behind his hair, and not even looking at you. He's adorable, you thought for the first time.

"Thank you," you say. As you looked up into his crimson eyes, gratitude overflowing from your own, you couldn't help yourself and leaned in, pressing your lips to the soft skin of Tenko's neck. His cheeks were deep red, and he mumbled something about you being an idiot, but you just smiled, reaching for his hand.

"You are absolutely right. Let's get home," you said softly, your fingers intertwined in his as you were ushered away. Playing along, even if it is making your heart heavy, you have a plan, and you want him to be in a good mood when you tell him.

You can tell Tenko is finding it hard to relax as you gently file the edges of his nails. Every few seconds, he anxiously says to be careful. Trusting you with such a delicate task has allowed you to take a moment to connect, feeling a little bit closer to elusive creature that is Tenko. This will be the perfect time.

"I don't want to decay you. Careful!" He hissed as you rotated his pinky. It was the last nail while the other hand soaked.

"You needed this, though. Your nails are all jagged and cracked. They hurt me last time," you blush. Tenko leered. You held up two nail polishes.

"Clear or matte black?!" You demand, unable to contain your excitement. He grunts in response, trying desperately to scratch at his neck. He gives up, not able to tear his skin like usual. You take his hand eagerly and start painting his nails black, talking non-stop about your plans, attempting to casually slip in your goals with Touya. "This black will look cool. I was thinking we should break up in two months. Right when summer vacation starts."

"What?" he hissed, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"W-w-well, we are just pretending. We should set a time limit for how long you will blackmail me. Normally when a person pays the blackmailer, they stop blackmailing," you dared. You glanced up to catch his reaction, and it was dark and brooding. You are about to drop it when Tenko softens slightly.

"What do you like about him?" He rasped.

"What?"

"Is it just about looks?"

"He's super nice. He does a lot of charity work. We have the same likes and dislikes," you prattle.

"Oh? How do you know? How do you know you have the same likes and dislikes?" He asked. A part of you did not like wherever this questioning is going. 

"I've read all the material on him, and I see how he is at school," you are saying when Tenko bursts out laughing.

"You are shallow! The worst stalker. The dumbest stalker!" he laughed. You slam the brush into the nail polish and grit your teeth in suppressed rage.

"What is your quirk?" he asked.

"What?" You asked indignantly. It was so random it was infuriating. He does this in purpose to throw you off. 

"As I thought. You don't know shit," Tenko laughed.

"What is wrong with you? You don't need to know about my quirk. A person is more than their quirk. I am smart enough to play to my strengths and take the easy way. That's why I'm in the business course. Leave the heavy lifting to the heroes. Touya is handsome and kind and said the same thing about quirks in a teen magazine. He's a good person and not a pervert, like someone I know," you said with a pointed look. Tenko shook his head. 

"Alright, until summer. You have to be my girlfriend like how you have been. Sounds reasonable to me. I'll even help you. If you let me sit between your legs, we'll watch one of Touya's favorite movies. That way, you can get to know the real Touya," Tenko sneered.

You did not like that expression, sensing a trap somewhere in his words. But you have a burning need to hear any and all information about Touya. You agreed eagerly, sitting on the end of Tenko's bed, legs dangling as Tenko sat between your legs on the floor, arms on thighs to let his nails air dry.

"Help me out. I'll tell you the password, and then you select whatever's on top," Tenko instructed.

"Wait. His password. That's invading his privacy," you hesitated.

"Says the stalker who you masturbated on his bed."

"It was your bed," you said, flustered.

"You thought it was his. It's Endeavorsux, all one word and an x instead of a cks. I wouldn't have the passcode if Touya didn't want to share."

"When are you going to stop throwing at in my face," you whined, typing in the passcode.

You objected, and Tenko was right, if Touya didn't want to share he wouldn't have loaned out his passcode. The first thing on the files list was Milo and Otis. You have never heard of it, but my god, was it wholesome and cute. Ten minutes in, you are overwhelmed by an urge to run your fingers through Tenko's voluminous and oh-so-fluffy hair. A sight is so beautiful it warrants an encore and it's right between your legs. Tenko's hair is a sight that must be seen and touched to be truly appreciated!

Tenko's body tensed as your hands grazed his hair. His eyes shot open in surprise, you jerked your hands away, and before you had a chance to apologize, his grip encircled your wrist and urged you back to his locks. You felt a wave of heat pass between you as you reveled in the sensation of his hair beneath your fingertips.

Slowly, his eyes closed, and a low moan escaped his lips. Time seemed to stand still as you tenderly ran your fingers through his hair. Your fingertips tingle his scalp as you gently comb your fingers through. The feeling was electric, and you were certain you felt your heart skip a beat. He is beautiful, you thought as you marveled at the warmth of this tender connection.

You are enjoying this moment until you hear the wet smacks of flesh. A moan of lewd women who begged to be fucked harder.Your hands shot up to your face in pure shock. Tenko is laughing his ass off as if it is the most hilarious thing ever.

"Who fucks you better?" A familiar smokey voice asked the girl.

Your fingers tremble as you timidly peek through and are shocked again to be hit with the devastating sight of Touya pounding a gorgeous woman. Her beauty is so captivating that it sets a pit of sadness in your stomach that you could never compare. Touya shows signs of burns on his arms and legs, which you never noticed, and you wonder if that is the connection between them, a connection fueled by physical suffering. Your vision blurs as tears form in your eyes. Why couldn't she be you? Why is she so beautiful and passionate while you are still a virgin? Tenko stops laughing as he sees your face twist into utter horror.  

"Touya label's his porn with movies his brothers would never want to watch. Half an hour into all of these is porn. Baby, why are you so sad? Did you just realize your saint Touya is a whore?" He said with false sympathy.

"She's just so pretty and lustful," you whimper. Tenko's eyes narrow, and he turns, rising and pressing down on you with his overbearing presence.

"You really are so naïve," he softens when he sees you trembling pitifully under him. He grins and leans beside your ear, "I could feel your pussy getting hot between my shoulders. You are a lustful little slut. You have no idea how much you are his type. But you are mine until summer. Touya has to be home by now. Right on the other side of this wall." Tenko touched the wall with four fingers, and it felt forbidden. You are getting heated listening to Touya enjoy himself in the movie.

"That's a pretty sight," Tenko pants. Grabbing your wrists and guiding you to your wet panties, "I want to watch. Why don't you practice being a little slut. My nails are still drying. Let's give Touya something to burst in on. Let him hear that voice."

"W-w-with you watching?' you squeaked.

"Touya likes passion. Be passionate," he hissed. Tenko slowly pulled your panties off, and you let him. Tenko is watching every single movement. The air in the room buzzed with electricity as he watched. His eyes felt like they were searing into you, and he guided your fingers to spread yourself open for him.

"Like a beautiful flower. A blossoming flower, only I have seen" Tenko breathed. His hot breath is fanning over your sex, making you shiver. You closed your eyes and lips parted, breathing heavily as your fingers danced across your body. You took your time, exploring every inch of your skin as your arousal grew.

Tenko felt himself becoming more and more aroused as he watched you, captivated by your actions. Tenko couldn't help but inch closer and closer to get a better look. The urge to take things even further was too much to resist. He sat up, his tongue slowly finding your exposed neck, tracing gentle circles around it before trailing up to meet your lips.

You gasped in surprise as he kissed you hungrily, your body tensing under his touch, he had become an amazing kisser, and you kissed back. His hands roamed up and down your body, and you squealed in fear. Tenko pulls away for a second.

"The nail polish is dry. Do my hands frighten you?" Tenko asked gently. You nodded, and he reached in and pulled out quirk gloves.

"They look good on you," you smiled. Tenko suddenly kissed you ravenously, stoking the blaze already burning inside you. He encouraged you to touch yourself, his fingers over yours, helping you push them in, helping you find your sensitive spots as he continued to savor your taste. His tongue found your ear, teasing the lobe before exploring your body together. You never shoved your fingers into yourself. His fingers found where you wanted them to be, your breath shuddering in pleasure. Soon, his other hand joined in as he moved his digits in a gentle rhythm, never taking his lips from yours. His eyes connected with yours, and he let you take over, watching everything.

"Tenko, this is embarrassing," you whined as you stopped. He didn't answer. He tugged away your hands almost violently, the sensation of his slippery tongue tickling each digit searing in your mind. You looked up, only to see his lips curled into a sneer. "Pervert," you spat, a grin playing at your corners.

"You make it easy with this lewd body. Look at this pretty dripping pussy. I like the color and smell of this tiny bloom. I wonder what it tastes like," Tenko smirked.

He kneeled between your spread legs and took a moment to admire your beauty. Your hair was fanned out against the pillow, your head resting back in pleasure, and you anticipated what was coming. He slowly leaned forward and brought his face close to her pussy. He looked up to meet your gaze before softly kissing your inner thighs towards your center, sending shivers of pleasure shooting through your body.

You tried to cover it, heating in shame. Tenko ran his velvety tongue around each finger, teasing and tickling the sensitive skin between. Inching closer and closer, it eventually made its way to the source of your pleasure. His talented tongue wriggled past your searching fingers, lapping and licking at your aroused wetness and sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. He was relentless, and used your hands to spread yourself more open for him.

He dipped his tongue into her slick folds, teasing and exploring as you gasped with pleasure. His velvety tongue moved in circles around the sensitive bud of your pleasure before flicking back and forth. He tasted every inch of you as you moaned and squirmed in delight. You felt your body start to tense as your arousal increased. The pleasure was becoming too much for you to bear with every passing moment. He parted your lips with his fingers and pushed his tongue deep inside you. He swirled it around your g-spot, and you quickly started to come apart at the seams.

Your breath puffs in sharp pants, your moans mixed with Tenko's lewd slurps.

"Tenko, stop. I'm going to cum," you whine.

"Good cum on my mouth. Here, grab my hair that you like too much," Tenko said, guiding your fingers to entangle in his fluffy locks while he plunged two of his fingers into the deepest parts of your bliss. Stroking over the sweet spots he had found, you mewl like a bitch in heat and pull his hair. Tenko increased his lapping, and with an intensity you've never felt before, you flung your head back and arched up into Tenko's greedy mouth.

Your heart races more from Tenko's eyes being the greediest part, and he never takes them off you as you let out a loud cry of ecstasy. Her clit throbbed with each stroke of his tongue, a hot tightening of your center had built so tight it was bliss when you came undone, shivers of pleasure jolted through your body like lighting, and you felt the sheets beneath you become damp as your orgasm spilled out. You screamed out Tenko until. Finally, the waves of your orgasm subsided, and you slumped on the bed in blissful exhaustion. Tenko sits up with a satisfied groan, wiping his face and licking his fingers. 

"I told you I could make you squirt. You're a sexy little slut. Fuck, I really want to put it in," Tenko panted as was took off his clothes.

In your happy daze, your mind was foggy before you realized what was happening. Initially, you wavered to express your shock at what Tenko was doing because you wanted to see what the bulge was about. You avoided looking at it when he caught you. He is turning you into a pervert, you think. Expert fingers peeled off the fabric restraining that bulge, and when he finally ripped off his pants and underwear, you squeaked like a frightened mouse. Astonished and cowering, you curled your legs up your quivering body to shield your pussy from that intimidating monster. Like a battering ram, it appeared as if it could tear you in two. It is enormous, and when you look over at Touya's porn, he was big, but it didn't look like it would rip you in half. Tenko is too big! He must be a part horse! You were convinced he meant to end you with that thing.

"Don't run," Tenko beamed, grabbing your ankles and pulling you towards him. His fat cock makes a heavy wet smacking sound as it lands on your wet crotch.

"Eeep, No Tenko. I'm a virgin, and I'm not ready!" You wail and flail.

"You mean for a certain boy toya," Tenko growled. You shake your head no. A lie, you thought, but Tenko didn't need to know that. With a trembling finger, your gaze seemed to linger on the tremendous cock staring ominously back at you. Its flesh rippled and jerked, spitting from the tip like a living angry foul beast under your gaze.

"It's not that big," Tenko smirked, pride glinting in his eyes. You yelped at the sight but became transfixed by its shocking hue. Pale, except for its pink head, it looked like it could be chapped on his foreskin, but the longer you stared, the more it seemed to swell, the angry red veins snaking across its surface. He started to press and rub himself on you.

"It's too big. It's huge, and just no! Tenko, I'm not ready," you hissed and started to push him away.

"But your body feels ready. Listen to those dirty wet noises she's making. Your pussy is begging to get fucked. Besides, women have babies all the time. I'm not as big as a baby," Tenko tried to convince you.

"Women also tear. Bones break. No Ten-chan," you say firmly. Tenko sighed and slumped on you, "Ugh…your heavy," you gasped.

His hard gaze met yours as he growled, "Fine. But you will be held accountable for this." Tenko said, wagging his cock at you. Wrapping his arms around your waist as he hoisted you up and carried you over his shoulder to the shower. You didn't think he was this strong. Now that you are noticing, Tenko has an incredible body. You always thought he was thin and soft, like many of the gamers in the club. You bite your lip at that sight in admiration.

"Ahh!" you Shriek when you are under the water with him fully clothed, "What the hell, Tenko!"

"Can't run away if your clothes need to dry. You shouldn't be the only one having fun," he smirked. Brushing his wet locks back and enjoying your reaction. He presses his damp forehead to yours, "Tell me to stop." You can't say anything.

The heat of his breath tickling the back of your neck was enough reminder of his presence as he slowly peeled your soaked clothes away from your skin. This is the first time you've been naked before a man. Tenko is definitely a man. You felt yourself shudder as the air brushed over the places now exposed to him, your cheeks burning at the intimate vulnerability. You wanted to cover yourself from his gaze, though you knew that he deserved and wanted your attention as well. He placed your hands against the tile wall when you didn't answer.

You felt his large hands grip your hips and pull you back into him, the hard length of his desire pressing between your thighs and causing your breath to catch. His hot cock is trapped between your legs. You pushed yourself towards him, unable to deny the reality of Tenko's presence or your intense reaction to his touch.

"I won't penetrate you. Press your thighs together," he encouraged with his hands. It felt extraordinary, but you did as he asked, and he lightly moaned. Pressing your back against his washboard stomach, you felt his lips move across your neck and up to your ear until he whispered your name and breathed, "Yes. Like that."

Without warning, a pair of hands moved around your waist and pulled you closer to Tenko's warm body. The hot spray of water made your skin flush as you let yourself melt against Tenko. Slowly, your eyes closed as his hands moved up over your body, feeling the rivulets of water and the warmth of the steam fill the shower. Tenko whimpered lightly in your ear. The liquid black latex of the gloved fingers made a beautiful contrast to his rough flesh. His fingertips moved over your skin, exploring every curve and inch of your body.

"You are so pretty and passionate enough for me," he whispered. You gave a soft moan of pleasure in response. His hands moved lower when they reached your inner thighs, you gasped as he reached the point between your legs, and he paused for a moment, savoring your suspense as he hovered there before opening your lips to wedge his dick against your clit.

"Ah, ah, ah," you panted in a slight panic. You felt Tenko pressing against you, his hardness undeniably aroused, his hands running up your thighs as he did until he gripped your hips.

Slowly, he began to circle his hips against your body, his long, hard cock pressing teasingly against your clitoris. His hand moved up towards your breast while his hips continued to gyrate, sending ripples of pleasure throughout your body. He pinched and teased your nipple. Tenko smiled as you squirmed and gasped beneath him, your arousal growing with each sweep of his hips.

His hand moved down, tracing circles around your belly and dipping lower between your legs until he reached the apex of them. His digits circled your clit, making slow, maddening flicks that were punctuated by the thrust of his hips. You writhed and moaned beneath him, begging for more as he increased his pressure. He eagerly complied, grinding harder and faster against your center and slickening you so that his thrusts were met with pleasure, not pain. You mewled.

You are enjoying it until someone walks in and lifts the toilet seat. At first, all you saw was blurry white hair through the steamed shower glass and squeaked. It was one thing that he might have heard you fooling around with Tenko. It's another thing to see you naked and bent over for him like a slut. He must have heard you because he looked over his shoulder. That wasn't Touya. That was a kid!

"Ten, is that you?" Shouto asked. Tenko seized your face, pressing his hand firmly to your lips as his hips bucked against you with greater force. His grip on your hip is unyielding, trapping you in place.

"Yeah, Shouto," Tenko rasped. You panted against his palm.

"Dinner is almost ready," Shouto stated, finishing and washing his hands.

"Tell Shuichi to make another plate for my girlfriend," Tenko said when he yanked your face towards him, your agonized whimpering dying beneath his demanding lips. He felt your body tense as you neared climax. You whined in delight in his mouth. It was too much for him. His tongue expertly moved with his hands.

"Girlfriend?" Shouto asked.

Tenko pulled away long enough to growl, "Read a room, Shouto." Shouto shrugged and left. Tenko's passion doubled. Your mewls grew to a crescendo vibrating on his tongue as he brought you to the edge and over, your orgasm washed over you, leaving you shaking with bliss beneath him.

"Your clit is sucking on me," he groaned. Tenko let out a guttural moan of pleasure as his climax hit him. His cock was throbbing, shooting streams of cum along your belly, between your breasts, and on the shower wall. His body sagged against you, breathing heavily, as he held you tight in a lover's embrace. He had never cum so hard and with so much pleasure before. He stared into your eyes, it was a mask of ecstasy, and he almost thought it was impossible that you were truly here, writhing in pleasure because of him. You are an angel that tugged at the lead ball of hate in his stomach. Your face twisted in rage equal to his own, and you weakly smacked at him.

"You said Touya's room was on the other side," you snide at him. His rage tugged back when you reminded him you were only here because of Touya. He doesn't understand why that pisses him off, but it does. He laughed in your face hoping you would cry.

"Not my fault you are a slutty airhead who can't figure out a simple layout," He grinned. You spin on your heels about to leave, surprising him, when he yanked you back, "Where are you going? To show him how you are covered in jizz."

Tenko's harsh words were like daggers, but as he carefully wiped the cum off you, a deep ache grew in your chest. You could feel your emotions stirring, unsure if it were a spark of sadness or something more. He quickly washed and dried your hair with a strange tenderness that left you limp in his arms. Tenko even helped dress you in his hoodie and sweats while your clothes were washing. You looked frumpy and didn't want the others to see how plain you are.

"Tenko," you said timidly, catching his attention, "These clothes are not cute. Can I eat here?"

"So? What do I care? You're going to eat with us in  my clothes because you are my girlfriend. Are you breaking our deal? Even when we are pretending you are still mine. Should I go tell him," he hissed. You are shocked by his sudden anger. You can feel the blood drain from you when he threatened you. You were even more surprised when he gripped your cheeks harshly and made you look in the mirror, "If he can't see how cute you are, then he doesn't deserve you."  

You felt caught off guard as Tenko's strong arms embraced you, squeezing you tightly. His cheek rested in the crook of your neck, sending a chill down your spine. You started to feel butterflies in your stomach as his warm breath tickled your skin. His hug drew out a few minutes too long for comfort, and you began to question his erratic behavior went drastic changes in mood within a matter of moments. Is he bipolar? The way he put you on a rollercoaster of ups and downs made you wonder.

"Ten," you breathed. You felt yourself melting in his embrace.

"I'll give you something cute to wear," he whispered before he mauled you. He wasn't gentle when he first sucked at your neck. He then moved his lips away and gently sucked on your skin, leaving a hickey that would last for days. Then he softly caressed your bare skin with his fingertips. His hands glided from your shoulders to the back of your neck. As they stopped for a moment, he kissed your neck passionately, where he left his mark.

A shiver ran through your body as you felt his warm breath on your skin. He lightly brushed his lips against your neck and then kissed you deeply. His tongue tormented you in the most wonderful way, sparking an intense desire within you. He continued to entice your neck with his lips, and his hands explored your body, sending you further into bliss, and she never wanted it to end. You gasped in pleasure, and he felt her body heat up with desire.

He laughed a deep, throaty chuckle as he pulled away from you, leaving you burning with desire. You glared at him in shock, your cheeks burning, and he responded by throwing his head back and laughing even harder. You spun away from him, unable to contain the rage and frustration, and picked up a nearby object to express your anger. You threw it at him with fury, and he scurried away.

"See you downstairs!" He shouted as he ran away like a child.

"Jerk!" you shout, picking up something hard and velvety. You see it's your comb and clutch it to your chest. You hesitantly open the box to find the hair comb Tenko had given you as a gift. No matter how mad you are that he left you marked and wet between your legs. You can't throw this. Instead, you pick up your phone and call your mom.

"I fell and messed up my skirt. Tenko invited me to stay for dinner while my clothes are in the wash. I'm going to be late," you tell her.

"Ok, sweety," she said. You add the comb to your hair. Yes, you will give it back. But right now, you want to wear it because Tenko gave it to you. You look in the mirror, wiping his cold saliva off and adjusting the comb in your hair before you go downstairs. It was awkward at first, Shouto staring at your neck while Touya seemed to leer at you in general.

"Thanks for the meal," you say to Shuichi. Shuichi blushed as he took away the dishes.

"Let me help you with those," you say, getting up.

"I better take my turn, too," Touya says, standing beside you. Your heart feels like it will stop. It's easier being near Touya now, but he still sends your heart racing, and you feel a warmth inside, more natural than ever. You can't help but be aware of Tenko's burning gaze on your back as you both tackle the chore of washing dishes. Touya bumps you with his elbow and grins. You panic, flailing, blushing, and sputtering apologies. He leans in close and whispers, "You're rather cute. That's a pretty comb."

Your mind was in a complete fog and jumbled, struggling to interpret what he said and meant. Was he flirting or casually remarking on the cuteness of your comb? Was your stupid behavior cute, and he is just being nice? You were so flustered it was embarrassing. Your mind raced when Shuichi stepped between you mercifully. Embarrassment flooded your face. Then, as if sent from the heavens, Shuichi stepped in.

"I'll take over. I was hoping I could beg you to make another one of your delicious deserts?" Shuichi said with the largest puppy eyes. You loved him so much in that moment. He made you giggle and got you out of your head.

"We have a lot of leftover rice. Hey, Shouto, want to help me?" you ask. The kid looks wide eyed in surprise that anyone remembers he's there. It makes you want to smack Tenko for yelling at him when you were in the shower. The memory suddenly made you flush. You turn to Touya and smile, "The comb is a gift from Tenko."  

Shuichi went out for energy drinks because he and Tenko were having a gaming night. Shouto was a great helper. You made rice pudding, and it was a big hit. He told you his whole life story, and you nearly cried.

"I think your dad sounds like a fuckhead," you gritted. Blushing and apologizing, Shouto smiled wryly, reminding you of Touya.

"Thank you. He is a fuckhead," Shouto beamed. You are chatting with him about school when his eyes dart around, and then he leans in and whispers, "You should forget about my brother."

"Shouto, Time to get you home. Come on." Touya interrupts before you can ask Shouta what he means.

"It was nice meeting you," Shouto says, joining Touya by the door. You nearly jump out of your skin then a pair of possessive arms wrap around you from behind.

"Once your clothes dry, we should be getting you home too," Tenko said as he slid closer and whispered with a sly glint in his eyes, "We can play in my room until then."

His words sent a spark of electricity through your veins, your mind spinning with the promise of unknown pleasure. You are starting to get attached to the 'play' Tenko likes. You nervously shoved him away, panic swelling within you, aching with temptation. How could you keep your head straight when the thought of entwining with Tenko sets your body on fire? You were starting to get too attached to these new sensations. The sudden fear of being too vulnerable to the temptation of his touch made you queasy. You had to be sure of what you felt before surrendering your heart entirely to Tenko.

"I only told my mom I would be here for dinner. I can give you your clothes back at school. Besides, I think I look cool," you tell him, striking a cool pose. He narrowed his eyes.

"I know an excuse when I hear one. You were begging not to be seen in it a moment ago. Should we invite Touy-(smack)" With a resounding crack, you slapped Tenko across his smug face. No longer would you tolerate his never-ending threats when you simply had stood your ground. You had wanted to like him so much that you had even considered making the relationship real. In the long run, this is best for both of your relationship, even if it ends up being only pretend.

"I'm sorry! I saw something stupid on your face," you barked. Tenko's hand froze against his cheek as he stared in shocked silence. Touya's smoky laughter filled the room from the doorway, causing Tenko to whirl around and face him.

"You guys fight like a married couple. I need your help, Ten," Touya said, pointing outside. You went to get your bag walking out into a full-blown tantrum.

"It's not my fault the tire is flat. I would catch the sub, but Shouto must be home by curfew. You know how my dad is and what he will do to us both," Touya says.

"Tough. Sounds like a you problem. I have to get my girlfriend home," Tenko said, walking away and grabbing your arm.

"Come on, man. I'll walk her home, and you take Shouto on Akira," Touya said. Touya stood in front of you, blocking your way, desperation written all over his face. Tightening your grip on Tenko's sleeve, you look at Shouto and see his tortured expression, looking absolutely miserable. You know, in their increasingly complicated situation, they would both inevitably face harsh repercussions for this. After what you heard about their father, you could only imagine the hell they would catch. Your gut wrenches at the thought of it. Tenko looks murderous, but when he sees your stern expression, he becomes his usual stony self.

"I don't like how you yelled at him earlier," you started.

"You know why I did," Tenko was making excuses, and you raised your hand to stop. You gritted your teeth, blazing at Tenko, your hands balled into fists at your sides.

"You're right. But I will not forgive you if you abandon that poor boy," you hissed through clenched teeth. Tenko met your gaze, pleased with the items on your body that had once been his. His clothing, hair comb, and love bite are a reminder of your shared bond. Yeah, him having blackmail. He reminds himself and caves into your silent will, retrieving his massive red ninja motorcycle, which you realize must be Akira. You stifled laughter because, of course, he would name his bike and name his bike that of all things.

You and Touya take the Subway in eerie silence. Touya was on his phone for most of the trip until you were in a spot where you didn't get service.

"You're cooking is the best," he said out of nowhere as you started down your street. You blush and stare at your feet, fidgeting nervously.

"I'm not as good as my mom. Her quirk is called domestic goddess. Anything she pours her love into comes out perfect. Specifically, if it's for someone she loves," you brag.

"Is that your quirk too?" Touya asked. His icy blue eyes are pinning you. You gave him a stupid grin and looked away before you fall into them.

"Maybe..." You said coyly, barely able to look Touya in the eye and stifling a giggle, your heart already fluttering in anticipation. Then, out of nowhere, a drunk driver swerved towards the sidewalk where you stood. Before you had a chance to understand what was going on, Touya flung himself in front of you, shielding your body with his own as a reflex. His chest was pressed right up against yours, and you could only make small, scared whimpers in response.

"Hey, Fucker!" He screamed after the car. Tsking and gritting his teeth, "Don't worry. I got his plates, and I'm reporting him right now. Are you ok?"

"Um. Um…uh, uh, uh…ummm, so close, eep," you squeaked. Touya's gaze lingered, an intense heat radiating from his body and into yours. His lips curled into a smirk, something dark and wicked and almost too much to bear, as his icy blue eyes filled with desire. You could feel your heart stop in your chest, his presence consuming you as you writhed under him, overcome by an immense wave of confusion. Why isn't he stepping away?

His eyes trail over you, and the mischievous smirk deepens. 

"Damn, you're cute as hell," he whispers, thick and husky. "Like a little mouse." He pauses and searches your face, his gaze stirring something deep within your core. "I wish I'd seen you first," he muses. "Tenko sure knows how to sniff out the good girls. He's got primo taste," he finishes, delivering a playful wink and carrying your heart away with it. Caressing your jawline with a gentle hand as you tilt your head back to be bathed in his gaze. His lips so close to yours, "We should exchange numbers."

"Num-number? W-w-what other girls?" You asked, trembling. Touya finally stepped back, with your phone in his hand, sending a text to himself before he answered, handing your phone back.

"I shouldn't say anything. But keep me in mind in case of the worst. You are his longest-known "girlfriend," Touya said, turning to head to the subway. In truth, it was do you couldn't see how much he was enjoying baiting you. You grabbed the corner of his jacket.

"What other girls," you seethe.

"Well, you didn't hear it from me. But if you stick around long enough, eventually, the truth will come out anyways. But there's a reason why there are so few girls in the gamers club, and that's all I'm going to say about my dear friend Tenko. You're clearly his girl. I mean, I knew he gave you that comb before you told me. I have to bounce. But text me when you are inside, safe. Later little mouse," Touya said as he walked away, the pounding of his racing heart the only noise that followed. Touya quickly left, leaving you alone with a flurry of unanswered questions.

You ran into your house, slamming the door with a force that seemed to shake the building itself. Your legs felt heavy beneath you, and you crashed to the floor in a heap of emotion. Tears streamed down your face, and your screams echoed through the halls. Rage and depression battled for control within you, and despair seemed to win as the tears and screams came harder and faster than ever before.

Tenko had played another game with you, treating you like a living doll - dressing you up and toying with heart and sex, manipulating you to do what he desired. You don't understand why you feel this way but you hate everything. You screamed and ripped the comb from your hair, tossing it across the room. Your mom gasped in shock as she raced to you, cradling you in her arms, showering you in love and security. You looked up at her, clutching your chest, tears and snot streaking your face.

"Mommy," you said wearily, "What does it feel to have your heart broken?" She sighed and helped you to bed, informing you that it's something everyone experiences. "It hurts so badly," you sniffled.

#ahh I love this 💖 possessive tomu and delulu reader

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mmm deflowering tomura would create a monster (i know we debate whether dabi’s a virgin or not; i believe tomura is before you come along 100%)

he’d go feral, animalistic. gonna be pinning you down and fucking you all day everyday. it’d be like fucking marathons

rip to your poor pussy. once he’s experienced it he can never get enough

okay- deflowered Tomura is way worse than Dabi I’ll fucking tell ya that~

MDNI +18 | Shigaraki x fem!reader

I do headcanon that Tomura’s been watching lots of porn (cmon he’s grown up being on the internet of course he’s found that shit). So he’s dying to know how good pussy feels like, in fact, he’s dying to know just yours.

Tomura would think that the moment he’d watch you naked, he’d grab you and fuck you into oblivion. That’s what he’d been fantasizing at least while palming himself at the thought of you. Just grab you and bite you and fuck the shit out of you.

But no, the moment you undress yourself in front of him as he sits down on the bed, he gulps nervously and can’t move. He is literally salivating at the sight of you, he wants to touch you but at the same time is nervous to. You look so gorgeous, your body, your shapes, your beautiful tits looking straight at him got his cock aching painfully.

“It’s alright Tomu.. you can touch me” you whisper, sitting on his lap and feeling the bulge forming. He’s never seen a naked woman in real life before, let alone touch her. He is fondling your breasts so gently, fearing he’ll hurt you, but you reassure him he can go further and use you as he wishes.

Ohh the way his eyes are rolling at the back of his skull once he enters your warmth: your tight gummy walls wrapping so eagerly around his cock, I can’t help but think that he cums the moment he puts it in.

But no, he won’t be embarrassed about it. Right after some seconds he starts thrusting again, not caring one bit if he just came inside of you. He fucks his cum deeper and deeper inside, his thrusts get faster and rougher, you don’t really care if you want to cum or not, all you want is to watch him use you for his pleasure.

“F-fuck, fuck , fuck, ahhh feels so fuckin’ good.. such tight cunt- m’gonna fuck this-mmmhm all night long~” he says incoherently, totally drunk in your cunt as he is ramming into you and kissing your cervix so painfully good.

And right after that blissful night, nothing will stop Tomura from fucking your brains out whenever he gets the chance, he becomes a sex addict, but only for you. If you aren’t there, he’ll have nothing else to do but jerk off to your pictures or videos, you are the only person that gets him off.

BONUS: right after his awakening, Shigaraki is upgraded, his body buff and definitely stronger, his stamina reaches the sky. His body has changed, so has his cock. He’s way bigger now, hornier, right after he wins the war he’ll think nothing else other than ramming his cock right into your sloppy cunt and breed you real good. And it definitely stretches you out real good, it makes you cry. He won’t stop, he will go round after round until you can’t think straight anymore.

@mossy-opal you might be interested in this~

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Blackmail (Tenko Shimura x Fem!Reader) (Version 2) (NSFW)

Version 2: Tenko has always been slightly creepy towards reader, but he’s just misunderstood. Or so reader thinks, until she quickly realizes most of the rumors about him are in fact true.

This is NSFW and it is dark content. Version 1

Tags: blackmail, manipulation, degradation, humiliation, blowjob, dirty talk, facefucking, Dubious consent

He had promised to fix her laptop, to help her like friends would. Tenko showed up to her house in his sweats, clearly having not showered in at least four days, his black hair shiny from the accumulation of grease on it. She tried to hide her slight disgust with a cheerful smile as she led him inside. Her family was out for the day, leaving her alone in the house with Tenko. Quickly she led him towards her room, showing him her laptop, which was on her bed. Tenko made himself comfortable on her bed, while she took her a seat on her beanbag, scrolling through TikTok as he got to work.

He quietly looked it over, scowling as he saw how messy her desktop looked, with apps littering it. Rolling his eyes he quickly figured out the problem, but that’s not truly why he was here. Shutting her laptop closed, he reached into his backpack and pulled a large stack of papers out from within. Her eyes moved to observe his movements, watching as he shuffled through them.

Clearing his throat, Tenko spoke up. “Before I leave, I got something I want to show you.” His voice was low, but his eyes were trained on her, making her feel weird. Tenko slowly tossed the stack of papers over towards the girl, smirking as her eyes widened after seeing the first one. His master plan all coming together. The top photo showed her with a few friends, taken a few months ago. They were all sat around her bedroom, hovering close to the open window, while dear old (Y/n) was taking a hit from bowl. As she rummaged through the rest of the stack, she noticed he had evidence from months back of her smoking and some other unsavory activities. Her eyes wide, she stared up at him.

“Why do you have these?” She asked shakily, clearly unnerved by the amount of time he had on his hands to do it. Picking them up, she clutched them in her hands, wrinkling the sides she was holding.

“No worries about that.” He smiled sickly at her, way too pleased with this situation. “And, don’t worry about those, I have more copies. So do what ever you want with those.”

Well, shit. There went her plan to burn them.

“I bet if your parents saw these they might make you change universities. Maybe they’d send you to some religious college. You know the ones? With the nuns.”

“What do you want, Tenko?” She asked, giving in to his plan.

“I don’t know yet,” He stretched out, leaning back as he pretended to think for a moment, “maybe if you lose some of those clothes it’d help me think better.”

Her eyes widened as she stared at him. She felt frozen as she tried to see if he was joking or not. But his gaze never faltered on her, instead he seemed to be waiting for her to begin.

Shit, it was all true. Everything she had heard about him in high school was fucking true. All those times she stood up for him, telling people off for calling him a pervert, and it was all fucking true. The pit in her stomach grew as it truly settled in, how naive she had been.

There was no way out of this, she had to do what he said if she wanted to have a future, especially with how strict her parents were around this sort of shit. So she began to strip out of her clothes, awkwardly trying to cover herself as she stood nearly bare in front of him. Tenko stared at her unimpressed, waiting for her to be fully bare. Using his hand he signaled for her to remove her bra and panties, which she did, unclipping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. Tenko leaned forward and grabbed her used panties, pushing them into his backpack, not even caring anymore if she knew. His eyes scanned over her, smirking wide as he watched her shiver at the coldness of the room.

“Good. Why don’t you come over here now?” His smirk never left his face, only further creeping her out.

Her face scrunched up as she walked closer to him, feeling his hands start to touch her all over as she got with in arms length of her. He was pinching and groping her chest harshly, probably from having never been this close to one in his life. One hand reeled back as he slapped it across his breast, causing her to stumble back and cover them up with her hands. Tenko laughed at the girls displeasure and used his other hand to bring her closer to him again, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass. His other hand went to her mouth, forcing his fingers deep into her mouth, his eyes rolling back as he felt the warm wetness of her mouth around them.

“Work your tongue a bit, I wanna get a sneak preview.” He instructed.

Her tongue swirled around his fingers which were forcefully making their way around her molars. They kept prying further and further, exploring it recklessly. It was awkward and uncomfortable, the taste was off putting and she could only think about chugging the mouthwash in the bathroom immediately afterward. Her teeth scraped weirdly against his fingers, not knowing what exactly he wanted from her. His fingers plunged to the back of her throat, causing her to gag as they wiggle as far as they could.

Tenko just laughed, seeing the way her eyes widened and she pulled away sputtering. He wiped his fingers off on his pants before moving his hands to the rim of his pants.

“I thought you’d be better at this, slut. Guess you’re going to need some practice.”

Undoing his pants, Tenko slid his half hard erection out, slowly stroking it. He licked his lips while making her watch him get off. She watched, unsure what she should be doing next, wiping her mouth off and scowling as she watched his thick cock slowly being stroked.

She must have waited too long cuz Tenko brought his hand up and pinched her nipple, causing her to squirm under her touch. It was painful and uncomfortable, but even though it was Tenko doing it it still caused her to let out a small whimper. It was successful in getting her attention to him.

“Are you stupid, get on your knees.” He said, annoyed with her.

Awkwardly following his instructions, she kneeled down, trying her best to find the most painless position she could be in. Unfortunately, Tenko grabbed a fistful of hair, pulling it from the ends and causing her to gasp out in pain, causing her to stumble forward. He pulled her close to his cock, smearing the tip across her face. Using his other hand, he began smashing his cock against her face, smacking pre cum around her cheeks and nose. Of course he was one of those guys who thought this was the move to make, having seen it in many porn videos. She tried to push away from it, but was unsuccessful due to his grip.

“Please,” she begged, humiliated at how she sounded. So weak and powerless to him. All she wanted was his grip to be let go, to stop it from hurting her further.

All he did was snort, laugh at her pathetic attempt to get him to stop. “You think I’m going to stop now? We haven’t even had any fun yet.”

The tip of his cock began to push into her lips, causing her to grit her teeth to stop it from entering. She tried her very best to turn her head away from it, smearing more of his precum on her lips and across her cheeks. Tenko’s hand let go of her hair but gripped her head, forcing it still.

“Open. Up.” He demanded, slapping his hand across her cheeks at her defiance. “I won’t fucking hesitate to leak that shit, cunt.” He sounded like a bratty kid, but his threat held real weight to it, causing her to open her lips up. Immediately as access was given, Tenko plunged his cock between her lips.

She began to suck him off, trying her best to avoid gagging at the intense smell of his cock. One of her hands went to stroke him, hoping that her hand would keep most of it from being pushed farther into her mouth. Keeping a steady pace as to not take too much but to hopefully please him as much as he desired, her nose just barely tickling his unkept bush. He began to stretch out on her bed, thrusting himself into her mouth as he got more comfortable.

“Here’s the deal, from now on, you will be spending a lot more time with me.” His hand made it’s way to her hair, swiping some of it out of her face before threading his fingers into it, using it to push her further down. “You’ll be expected to clean my stuff and do basically whatever I want, or these photos will make their way to your parents and online.” He let out a few groans as he harshly forced her head down even more, making her nose flush with the disgusting patch of pubes, holding her there for a few seconds before letting her pull up.

As she pulled away, gasping for air, her eyes stared back at his. Horrified didn’t even begin to describe what she was feeling. Her eyes were wide, spit dribbling down her chin and her hair completely wrecked. Before she even had a chance to wipe the spit away, Tenko pulled her back, holding her head steady as he began to thrust wildly into her mouth.

“Fuck, you should see the dumb face you’re making. HA, I could cum just from looking at that.” He let out a few groans between his laughs, throwing his head back as he let his power trip take over.

His thrusts were sloppy and merciless, a dull ache already prominent in her jaw. Of course he was a virgin, but he had no rhythm whatsoever, just moving in whatever way felt best to him. It was worthless trying to keep up with his erratic movements, instead it was best to just let him do what he wanted and focus on her breathing.

“We’re gonna have so much fun together,” he moaned out, “fuck you’re mine now bitch.”

She was in and out of focusing, between her breathing and listening to his words it was all becoming too much. Tears started pooling at the corners of her eyes, starting to stream down as it messed up her mascara. She didn’t know if it was due to her inexperience or that she was being forced to suck Tenko’s cock that was making her cry, she didn’t really want to know either. His eyes rolled back as he realized she was crying, his thrusts growing rougher as she cried harder.

“I can’t wait to knock you up, make you my cute little housewife. Never gonna get rid of me, you’re all mine now.”

Her astonishment from his words caused her to lose her awareness, only being brought back when she felt something wet and warm splatter all over her face. Quickly, she realized that without warning, Tenko blew his load right on her. As she stared back at him in disgust and humiliation, she noticed him reach behind her and grab his phone, which had been placed on a shelf behind them and was pointed at her the entire time. He brought it close to her face, making sure it was getting the perfect angle.

“Smile for the camera, bitch.” He said, before reaching his free hand out and smearing his cum all over her face, moving closer as she attempted to push away from him. This only caused her to stumble back and fall onto the floor, helpless as he laughed at how pathetic she looked. Tenko sat up, pulling his boxers and sweatpants up, making sure he looked presentable. As he walked out, he made one final look back, watching as she tried to wipe his cum out of her eyes. “I’ll see you tomorrow, don’t be late.”

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His eyes roll back as his mouth opens wide, an almost pitiful whine comes out of his pretty mouth and draws out into a long moan, before he catches his breath and looks at you.

He whimpers, "P-please.... Please keep going~"

APRIL 4TH

▸ featuring: Tomura Shigaraki x female reader ▸ warnings: birthday sex, whiny mess Tomura, slight choking, handjobs, blowjobs, pussy eating, dry humping, dick riding, unprotected sex. ▸ lenght: 2,5K words. ▸ RATING: 18+ MDNI

A/N: I thought about making this a birthday special for Shiggy because he deserves it. Thank you for the prompt, Opal. <3

The EXTREME need I had to do this with Tomura. 👹

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIGGY!! 🥳

Comments and reblogs are appreciated if you enjoyed.

April 4th.

It was your boyfriend, Tomura's birthday. A day he didn't really care about, it was just another day. You get only one year older after all, what is there to be so excited about, anyway?

It wasn't that he despised it...he just didn't really give a damn.

But you cared about him, his pretty girlfriend who was always ready to give all of herself for him. You planned for a long time to give him a gift and to choose the right one. Sure, it wasn't that easy when you were a villain yourself but not impossible. You would have done everything to bring home something worthy of him.

You didn't even ask for help either from the other members of the LOV, you wanted to do it all by yourself. Like usual after all.

So you tried to be really subtle about it, asking Tomura random questions at random times to see if there was something he really wanted.

And when the day finally came, you were waiting for him in his room. It was nighttime and you were sitting on his gaming chair as you carefully placed the gift you got him under his desk. You were shifting yourself on the seat and as soon as you heard footsteps, you started panicking a little.

You were unsure if he would have even liked in the slightest your present. You were almost sweating from the anxiety, the last thing you wanted to do was letting him down because...you loved him like the moon loves the night.

"Hey...didn't expect to see you there."

"I was actually searching for you..." He said as he stepped through the door, closing it behind him after.

"Well, surprise!" You giggled.

"You...were searching for me, Tomura?"

"Hmm. I wanted to get away from those annoying idiots and their birthday wishes..." He exhaled intensely.

"Speaking of which...I hope you don't think I forgot about your birthday, boss." You smiled at him nervously.

"I was actually waiting for us to be alone for that, I don't like either having others around even because I become awkward as fuck."

You picked up the present from under the desk and placed it on your lap. You crossed his gaze and let out a sweet "Happy birthday, pretty boy."

"Y/N...is that for me?" His bloody red orbs were shining like fresh blood in the dark.

"Of course, for who else...stupid." You affectionately teased him.

"You didn't have to, you know? I really don't find birthdays that much of a deal." He looked at the floor tiles, he was embarrassed and didn't really know how to react.

Poor baby.

He missed someone being this affectionate towards him and he didn't have good memories from ever since. Everything collapsed on him and nobody was there to reach out for his hand at the times.

But now you were...and how he wished that he could have met you years and years before. When he needed it the most.

He still needed it now, as an adult. Because you never stop craving affection and support. You keep craving it more and more, no matter how closed off a person might seem. People fight demons every day inside their minds until some become one themself.

But some people don't choose to be like that, it's a consequence of others' fault. But society will never tell you that and will always blame victims instead of executioners. Because the world revolves around power, fame, money and injustices. Even the so-called heroes revolve around that because they don't care about saving anymore. It's more about the fulfilment they get after "saving"...they don't do it anymore because it's right. They do it because it is convenient for their personal purposes, for their pockets, fame, power and acknowledgement.

"Tomura, I did it because I love you and I want to shower you with affection. You deserve it."

"I know birthdays are not THAT important but since it's supposed to be a special day, let's act like it's one. Okay?" You reassured him with that tenderness he always melted under.

"Come here and open it?"

He swallowed his thoughts for a moment and tried to let go for the night. He got close to you and started unpacking the box. Because it was big.

Your heartbeat increased once he opened it fully and stopped in his tracks. Did he like it? Was it good enough for him? Did you make a mess? Your mind was so chaotic with questions.

"Y/N...are you crazy or something? Getting me this." His eyes were shifting from side to side, in utter shock.

"I'm so sorry...you don't like it, right? I'm so bad at this. Maybe I should have gotten you something else but I'm not a gamer and I-"

He stopped you from bringing yourself down by sealing his lips with yours. It was the sweetest and most loving kiss you ever got from him, you felt your heart sinking and you almost teared up.

"Are you crazy about getting me the last model of play station? How did you even manage to? I'm speechless. I love this so much but how in the hell-"

"I...I have my ways. I wanted to get something good for my favourite boy.”

As you said that, he placed the present on his desk while he picked you up and kissed you hungrily. He sat on the chair while he was running his fingers on your bare legs. The action made you moan through the kiss, craving more of him.

"Tomura...hmm-" You said between kisses.

"I wanna fuck you so bad, now. You are too good for me, Y/N." He whispered in a raspy tone as he sucked on your neck, running his hands under your oversized t-shirt and noticing you were completely bare under it.

"The only thing I need and really want is you. If you wanna give me a meaningful present, let me fuck you while you scream my name tonight and evermore."

"I'm all yours, now and forever." You purred into his ear.

And that's it, you completely sent his brain into a game over and you felt the bulge in his pants growing harder and harder.

"What do you want, huh?" He asked, grabbing your neck firmly.

"I want you to fuck me into oblivion, boss." You licked your lips.

"FUCK."

He threw his head back, savouring your words. As you noticed that he was already lost under you, you decided to take control for a little. Just to give him a taste of what would have happened that night.

You started to grind your clothed cunt on his hardened cock, moving your hips at a steady pace and earning a soft moan from him. He gripped your hips, guiding you through your movements.

"P-please...Please keep going~" he whimpers like a broken man. Oh, how you loved him like that. So tempting.

"Want me to suck you off, want me to put into my mouth that pretty dick of yours?" You asked sensually as his eyes opened shut.

"Oh shit...yes baby, please do. I want my dick deep inside that filthy mouth of yours." He pleaded.

You didn't need him to tell you twice, so you dropped to your knees in front of him as he was still comfortably sitting on the chair. You licked your lips again as you removed his pants and started palming his dick through his boxers.

After a few moments, even his boxers were on the floor. You started fisting his dick delicately at first and eventually picked up the pace, brushing your thumb here and there over his cockhead. His breathing started to get heavier and heavier, and seeing his already fucked out face made you smirk.

You decided to give him more by putting his dick, leaking with precum, in your mouth. He let out a whine at your action of fully taking him in one time, he had to hold himself tightly on the chair once you started moving your head up and down, picking up the pace at each movement.

"Holy shit~ oh FUCK. That's it, take it deeper." He grunted, making you smile as you were sucking him off.

Once his dick started touching the back of your throat, he started moaning loudly, taking your hair in his fist and positioning himself better to take control and started fucking your throat instead. And you let him, like a good girl. You were always so good to him, sucking him off whenever he was stressed. He always got off by the cute sounds you made whenever you were choking on his dick.

You grabbed onto his strong thighs for dear life as he started fucking your mouth, his movements got rougher at each slam.

"Eyes on me. I wanna look into them as you cry for me." He ordered.

Ah, there it was: the boss.

You look up at him, his bloody red orbs were shining like ruby diamonds, like a dagger when it found its target.

You. His target.

"Fuck. Let me fuck this throat nice and good."

"Wanna fill it up, wanna cum so deep inside this pretty mouth of yours. Wanna feed you only with my cum for the rest of your life." He slurred through words as he kept slamming his dick in your mouth. Tears started forming in your eyes and they eventually fell down your hot cheeks, dripping onto his tighs.

"Shit, shit, shit...I'm gonna fucking cum." He whined.

He pushed your head deep into his skin as he released hot seed into your mouth, making you gurgle while you moaned a high-pitched whine.

"Yeah...oh yeah~" He hissed while chuckling as he came.

He removed his dick from your mouth and watched you as you were trying to catch your breath, you placed a hand on your chest because your heart was literally jumping out of your chest.

"Did you swallow everything I gave you, pretty girl?" He asked while wiping away some of your tears with his thumb.

You stuck out your tongue to show him, earning a surprised "Oh..." from Tomura.

"C'mon, sit on my cock and ride me nice and good." He ordered once again.

You loved seeing him so sure of himself, so confident. Because he deserved to feel like that instead of being insecure. Because he was capable of many great things and that included being great at sex. Really great.

You followed his orders, taking off your panties and sinking yourself onto his cock, removing your t-shirt afterwards, giving him a full view of your bare breasts and your already hardened nipples from the blowjob you gave him some moments before.

You both let out a pleasurable moan the moment you took him deep into your greedy pussy. As you started riding him, he took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on it carefully. You threw your head back and gripped his hair. You kept moving your hips, picking up the pace a tiny bit and finally reaching that spongy spot inside of you with the tip of his dick.

It felt so good. The way he felt inside of you and the way his lips were constantly on your breasts. It didn't take you long to start creaming on his dick, you felt your entire body heat up from the sensation.

"You both taste and feel so good, Y/N. Happy fucking birthday to me, holy shit." He praised you as he removed his mouth from your raw nipples.

"Tomu...Tomura, fuck. I need you to cum in me so bad because I'm so close to cumming."

"Your dick feels so good inside of me, you were made to fit in my pussy. Holy fuck-" You started fucking yourself faster, you needed to cum but especially you wanted him to spill his unholy semen into you so bad.

"Yeah? You want me so bad, don't ya? Holy shit, you're so hot. Give me your fucking cum and I'll give you all of me."

"I'll fucking put you in trouble." He added as he wrapped his hand around your neck, slightly choking you.

"Please...ah-" You moaned at his words and action, you loved being choked and his dirty talk.

You felt yourself getting closer and closer until your pussy clenched completely on his dick. Hugging it so tightly that he came too, emptying his balls deep inside of you. You both came so much that your juices started spilling out of your pussy and made a mess of his thighs and the chair.

"Fuck- you couldn't just wait, could you? Holy shit, you're fucking needy." He joked because he didn't mind cumming before than expected. How could he when you felt like heaven? You were so fucking perfect to him.

"I...I'm sorry Tomura. I just-" He silenced you once again with his mouth on yours. It was such a loving kiss once again, his tongue danced perfectly with yours.

"Let me lick you clean, you perfect thing." He whispered as he removed himself from inside of you, he carefully placed you on the chair to replace him and got on his knees for you, burying his face deep inside your thighs.

He started to kiss all the way up your inner thighs and then got closer to your pussy, breathing on it and admiring the beautiful mess you made.

He pushed your juices back into you with his finger and started slurping on your pussy like a starved man.

"Fuck, you taste too good. Actually...we taste so good together." He moaned, sending you vibrations.

"Tomura...ah...ah, right there. Keep going-" You shivered, fucked out and overstimulated to insanity. Even your words trembled because of him.

"Hmmm, so good. I could stay here forever, with my face buried into this pretty fucking pussy."

"You're a fucking addiction. I can't get enough of you." He said as he kept working his tongue in and out your pussy, sucking on your clit and inserting a few fingers inside, curling them to that pleasure spot.

"I think. I think-"

"Cum for me, give me one last present for tonight - c'mon pretty thing." He cooed.

With this last encouragement you released again, this time all over his tongue and fingers. Juices dripped down his chin and striking down your ass, which he gave a long lick. From your tight hole back to your pussy. While standing up, he gave you a light slap on your thigh, earning a purred moan from you.

"Tomura..." You said, a bit embarrassed.

"I fucking love you, Y/N." He confessed as if it was the first time, taking you in his arms and hugging your figure while leaving open-mouthed kisses on your shoulders.

"And I fucking love you, Tomura."

"Happy birthday again, pretty boy." You hugged him back tightly, softly kissing his neck and shoulders. You didn't notice but you knew he was blushing like a very much shy boy.

After all, for Tomura you were the best gift he could ever ask for.

Well, this turned into a fiction and I'm kinda proud-

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enticed

tomura shigaraki x fem! lov! reader smut

warnings: mutual masturbation also blue hair shiggy, slight degredation, some praising, sort of knife play (there is a knife involved but not used to harm), humping, oral (female recieving), reader wears a skirt in this one, switch!shiggy more than hinted at bc hot, fluff at the end

word count: 2.6k

summary: sex with shiggy when you've snuck away

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“sh—show me,” he ordered, reclined in the desk chair with his blue hair tousled against the headrest, panting into the open air in front of him; and though his body might’ve been relaxed and nonchalant, his eyes remained hyperfocused on her, one hundred percent. 

“spread your legs,” he groaned, that raspy voice sending shivers down her spine and resulting in, through no doing of her own, her knees opening to show him what they both craved. “god,” he groaned, pressing his head back into the chair and letting his eyes fall closed. 

she knew what he saw: a wet patch in the middle of lacy panties and naked thighs shaking with the tension of the moment. and she knew what she saw: a tent against the zipper of his (ratty, to be honest) pants, and if she focused hard enough, she thought she could see the beat of his heart in his underwear. 

she placed her sock-covered feet onto the arm rests of the chair, leaning back onto her palms on the desk she sat on. how did she get here, perched on a random desk and showing off her cunt to shigaraki, the named man staring at her like he wanted to absolutely devour her?  

but then again, she could say the same thing about herself—what she wouldn’t give to be on her knees with him deep down her throat—with the way she, too, was devouring the image of the blue-haired villain panting because of something she did.

“please,” she whined, dropping her head against her shoulders.

“look at me,” he commanded, and it was like he was yanking at her head with the way it shot back up to make eye-contact with him. god, she loved his eyes. was that weird?

“i’ll—i’ll beg, just—”

“don’t be a slut,” he tutted, but then he was unbuttoning his pants with two fingers (somehow) and slipping a hand into his pants. “just sit there and be good. let me look at you, okay?”

“okay,” she whispered back, but she could feel her own wetness glide through her folds when she twitched. she wondered if she could cum from rubbing her thighs together, but more than cumming she wanted to be good for him. 

just days ago, she barely knew the man—had only heard of him through the news—and now she was not only a part of his little league, but was allowed to watch him, in this way?

she watched as his hand grasped his cock, enamoured with the way his hips just slightly jerked when he twisted his hand for the first pump, pressing down with the palm of his hand onto his head. let me see, she wanted to beg. let me see you fuck your hand.

instead, she offered, “i can take them off.” to emphasise, she let her knees drop further, the fabric of the panties bunching and slipping into her slit just slightly, and she saw the way his eyes narrowed at the movement. “let me show you, please—”

he cut off her whine with a harsh laugh, eyes squinting. “oh, such a slut, aren’t you?” 

she keened at the sound of his laugh, breathing shakily when he indifferently stood up, fly and button still open, now in between her open thighs which might’ve been trembling just from him being as close as he was. 

and then, from the discarded bag to the left of her which she’d thrown off in her haste to show him just how much she wanted him, he grabbed a switchblade, flipping it open and hovering it in front of her face. 

she didn’t flinch. how could she when she knew that, in this moment, if he asked her to slit her throat, she would? 

“cut these slutty things off. let me see,” he mocked in the same tone of voice she had begged him in, “that pretty pussy you’ve been hiding, okay?”

with a condescending tilt of his head, he sat down once again in the chair and then flipped the knife in his hand, holding it by the blade and showing her the handle.

she took it, sitting up slightly straighter, and practically throwing herself to cut her underwear off at the sides, the only sound in the room being that of ripping fabric and short breaths.

“shigaraki,” she started, pleading with her eyes, “please, i feel like i’ll explode.” her complaint fell on deaf ears, instead he watched her with a smirk as the fabric finally dropped onto the table. with the help of her hand, empty now that she’d thrown the knife hastily in her desperation, she removed the fabric from her body and went to throw them, but was stopped by him reaching out a hand. 

“give it to me,” he ordered, and grabbed it right where she’d been dripping, she realised with an embarrassed flush. “does this really turn you on this much?” he teased.

and all she could do was try not to moan aloud as he brought the ripped panties up to his mouth and, whilst staring her down, licked up her wet patch and groaned into the fabric. 

“does just me looking at you make you into such a desperate little mess?”

“yes,” she whispered, slipping down the table to present herself like a gift to him. “yo—you don’t have to do much, just use me and i’ll be good,” she begged. 

“show me your tits and i’ll consider it,” he demanded, and he held in his laugh when she scrambled to unbutton her top and expose her pretty bra to him. “look at that,” he grinned, running his tongue over his teeth.

she pushed her chest out at that. “please,” she cried, close to tears at how wound up he was getting her—probably without meaning to. she could feel her own heartbeat pulse in her cunt and her nipples tighten. “i just need your…” she groaned, voice whiny and breathy. “anything, please,” she sobbed.

“pinch your nipples,” he commanded, breaking her out of her little cry-fest. 

“w—what?” her eyes widened, and she stared at him as he lowered both his pants and his boxers and let his cock spring up, catching it with his palm and spreading his pre-cum down his throbbing dick. 

“fuck,” he groaned, veins showing in his neck as he rubbed a circle on his tip before pumping his cock again. “pinch your tits for me, okay?”

“okay,” she stumbled, pulling down the cups of her bra to frantically pinch at her nipples, sitting up straight. in her mind, she could almost imagine it was his dangerous hands pinching and pulling them, and in her fantasy his mouth was wrapped around them. 

with each pinch, she unknowingly rocked her hips against nothing, dripping arousal onto the hardwood table under her now that her cunt was pressed directly at it. 

“thank you,” she mumbled between needy moans. 

enamoured, he watched the rock of her hips, not even telling her off when her eyes fluttered shut with each shot of pleasure going to her swollen pussy.

he could imagine himself, stretching her out and pressing deeper until she choked on the feeling, and if he was lucky, she’d whimper a ‘wait, too big!’ but they’d both know she never wanted him to stop. and, somewhere in this fantasy of his, he was the one begging for respite, maybe with his hands tied and his cock used by her. 

instead, in time with her lurching hips, he fucked up into his hand, tightening it when his eyes zeroed in on her leaking hole. 

he was watching it so intently that he didn’t see her fingers moving to touch her cunt until two of them circled her clit, breaking him out of his trance. 

“ha,” he mocked, though it sounded much less threatening with the way he panted for breath. “you really are depraved, aren’t you?” 

she’d fallen back onto the table at this point, and to meet her eye, he stood, still fisting his own cock, until he could feel the heat her body gave off. 

“hey,” he drawled. “make yourself cum and i’ll reward you.”

“god,” she groaned, voice almost animalistic, as her back arched. “but i need your—anything,” she begged. 

“what, you want my fingers? what if i decay you?” he teased, leaning closer to her face, body hunched over hers. “would it be worth it, huh? to die?”

her heart was beating faster than she could keep track of it, with both the threat and his closeness. “don’t care,” she mumbled out. 

“you’re shaking from your fear,” he noted, barely getting the words out before his head dropped with a low, desperate moan as he pushed his cock against her thigh. “do you like fear? will it make you cum?”

“yes,” she gasped, pressing hungrily on that sensitive bundle of nerves, fingers slipping through her slick as she tried to make as small circles as possible. “shig—oh,” she moaned out, smiling through the pleasure at the sudden rutting against her thigh as tomura shigaraki fucked his cock against her, just as depraved as she. 

“fuck,” he spat softly under his breath, and she knew if she had the willpower, she could make him whimper, maybe press his lips into her cunt and make him taste her. “put them in,” he sighed.

she did as he asked, sliding in two fingers in her distressed state, fucking them into her and curling them, rocking her hips in time with shigaraki’s. “f—feels so good,” she forced out, breath coming in short pants. 

“slut,” he laughed again. “you just—just have to tell me how slutty you feel, huh?” 

“y—you’re the one who’s humping my thigh,” she retorted.

she wasn’t prepared when he suddenly shot his hand out and forced two fingers down her throat. as she choked on them, a surprised moan vibrated around them. 

“shut the fuck up,” he warned, but the drool pushing out between his fingers made him reach down with his hand to remove her hand that was fucking herself, pulling it out to bump his mushroom tip against her swollen, glistening clit. with each rock of his hips, her folds peeled apart to allow his veiny cock between them—so dirty to hump like depraved teenagers in an abandoned building on an old desk.

and then he was using her cunt to jerk off, hunching over her more to practically lay on top of her, rubbing against her clit in short, desperate thrusts. 

“shit,” he moaned, pre-cum oozing from his tip to meet her arousal. “so good for me, yeah?”

“‘ank you,” she gurgled out, eyes rolled deep into her head. 

his head lowered to her still uncovered tits, and just like in her fantasy, his mouth—with his dry lips and his salivating mouth—wrapped around her nipple, moaning desperately around the skin as he got closer and closer to his orgasm against her pussy. 

he ignored her responding sob, ignored her knee hooking over his hips to press them impossibly closer together, ignored her hips jerking up to unwittingly try to get the tip of him into her pulsing hole—because he was so, so fucking close, balls drawing up as his stomach clenched.

and with a final thrust of his hips and with his fingers pressing down on her tongue, he spurted against her clit, his mewl buzzing against her tits as he buried his head in between them. 

and she might’ve been just as close as he was, but even if she didn’t reach her peak, she could’ve died happily when he came against her.

the cum pulsing out of his tip that thumped against her clit leaked down into her waiting hole, but he couldn’t pull away even if he wanted to, both of her legs tightly wrapped against him and she pushed her hips into his in desperation as her orgasm fully faded away.

struggling, nearly squeaky breaths against her tits as he came down, still pushing his hips lazily into hers as he drained himself of cum. his fingers still deep in her throat with her eyes fluttering shut as he, probably without meaning to, pressed hard against her tongue, covering his fingers in her spit.

she basked in the moment, keeping her eyes closed even when he pulled his head away from her tits and, with a lot of fluid involved, pulled his dick away from her pussy and his fingers from her mouth. 

tightly wound, sure she could cum if he just blew on her, she threw an arm over her eyes to collect herself. 

she didn’t know how enticing, how gorgeous she looked, legs falling from his waist to reveal her pussy covered in his seed, legs spread wide to give shigaraki an amazing view of her clenching hole and her heaving chest, nipples erect and winking with his spit still adorning them. 

he just couldn’t stop himself.

suddenly, he was on his knees in front of her, mouth open as he pushed his face into her cunt, some part of him wanting to become one with her.

she squealed, eyes shooting up and her upper body lurching up to behold tomura shigaraki, eyes closed and mouth open, licking and sucking at her cunt. he was eating her and him from her twinkling folds.

“taste so good,” he mumbled, moaning into her when she grabbed at his head and his hair, pressing him into her. in hindsight, maybe she was hurting him, but with the way he opened his jaw wider to devour her, she guessed he enjoyed it.

he was sloppy, and maybe not so talented with eating her out, but he sucked on her clit and he thrusted his tongue into her and he buried his nose into her and she was close again, throwing her legs over his shoulders. 

“look at me,” she breathed, yanking his hair back until just his tongue was dancing on her clit and he opened his eyes. hands clenched on the table to push himself as close as he could to her. 

his eyes, so wide and needy, and his shoulders shifting with each desperate breath of her scent was most definitely what threw her over the edge.

or maybe it was the moan he let out when she groaned, “good boy, shig.”

her back arched into the air, digging her legs into his shoulders to somehow press herself closer to him. 

pulsing, throbbing, around nothing. 

suddenly, she was falling, detached from shigaraki’s mouth and finding herself on the ground. “what?” she mumbled, still in the haze of her orgasm. 

“sorry,” came from above her, and it was then she realised. he’d put all his fingers on the desk beneath her, dusting it. 

all she did was laugh, pressing herself up from the ground to stand in front of him. “i’m just glad i have that effect on you.”

“shut up,” he rasped back, but she caught the dusting of pink on his cheeks as he zipped his pants back up. 

“c’mere,” she muttered. still half-dressed and with a sprinkling of dust on her back she pressed forward to press a gentle kiss on his chapped lips. head tilted, eyes closed. 

in a spur of the moment decision, he mirrored her. an ounce of vulnerability in this otherwise filthy encounter shown in the way his mouth clumsily followed her silent instructions, moulding to hers. 

when she pulled away, breath noticeably coming in shorter puffs, her hands roamed up to his face, fingers dancing over his jawline and his under eyes, smiling at the way he pushed into her. poor boy’s touch-starved, she thought. 

eyes still closed, he was searching for her mouth again and she pressed her lips to his again, mewling when two of his fingers tentatively traced her face in a mimic of her. 

but his eyes shot open when one hand moved from his face to his ass of all places. “delicious,” she grinned. 

“shut up.”

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being chased through the woods at night by creepy stalker shigaraki but instead of killing you after he catches you he pins you down to the ground and roughly fucks you with no mercy.

#this and only this please!🙌🙏

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☆... jerkin' off into your pussy ...

﹒╴content . nsfw written by a minor. wrote this w/ a black reader in mind, but nothing is explicitly stated.

﹒╴a/n . filler post while i work on asks 'n other things.

no thoughts, just your teasing fav with a tight fist around his cock. he's pantin' heavily, using the slick from your needy pussy to aid his movements.

everything is so shameless 'nd nasty. only the head of his cock is sunk into your pussy, just barely pushing past the tight ring of your entrance. your quiet moans accompany his despite the fact you're terribly empty. though, just the thought of him pushing in and bullying his cock into your heat has you clenchin' around nothing—

he's lettin' out a quiet grunt when he feels just how desperate you are to be filled. fucckk — it's like you're beggin' to be fucked senseless. his resolve doesn't break though, and another hand of his comes to cup his painfully heavy balls. you feel him twitch inside you, still using your cunt to warm the head of his cock as he continues jerking off.

"'m still gonna fill you up with cum," he's stoppin' himself mid sentence with a particularly harsh tug to his cock. there's so much stimulating him right now, but he'd never pass up the chance to tease you. "even with my cock not bein' buried inside that pretty 'lil pussy."

... god, he's so fucking filthy.

you can't help your hips tutting up, or the moan that escapes you at his statement. he's always had a way with his words; and the knowledge on how to get you to throw yourself at him like a whore. even when he's makin' you watch him get himself off, with the help of your cunt.

his hand speeds up and he's giving shallow thrusts into you, barely sinking himself deeper. with his labored breaths, and excessive amount of precum fillin' up your cunt; it's obvious he's getting close.

big hands grip your ankles and push them beside your head. his cock finally, finally sinks all the way into you— and you involuntarily let out a strained gasp at the intrusion.

his pelvis meets yours while he's cumming, and you can feel his pubes rub against your twitchy clit.

"s-shit, pussys' clenching so much— ngh — such a needy thing..." he's not wrong, finally having your cunt filled has you wrappin' around him tightly in a vice. and it's soso tight— milkin' more out of him to the point you can feel his thick cum leaking of you.

he gives one more shallow thrust before pullin' out. slow, heavy pants leave your mouth, you're right back to being empty after finally being filled with cock. (not taking the warm cum deep into you in account </3)

rough fingers ghost along your clit before pushing into your cunt. more cum drips out you while he takes his time moving his digits around your slick pussy. you shoot him a confused look— since he hates when his cum is wasted. a teasing smirk is all you recieve before he replies

"what, babe, thought i'd leave that precious pussy unsatisified...? i'm not that cruel." <3

CHILDE, KAEYA, kaveh, pantalone, GOJO, TOJI, getou, DABI, HAWKS, shigaraki, KISHIBE.

© 𝐃𝐓𝐇𝐕𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀. do not copy, modify, or otherwise repost my works to any other sites.

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HEADCANNONS: HAWKS PUTTING YOU IN A FULL NELSON

✘ HAWKS X F!READER

✘ WARNINGS: FULL NELSON POSITION, CLIT TORTURE, ASPHYXIATION, HUMILIATION, PISS, OVER-STIMULATION, FORCED BREEDING, CREAMPIE

He’d have you heaving and gasping for air, guttural screams ripping through the back of your throat as he folded you like a deck-chair in his arms.

Feeling practically claustrophobic in his hold, his hands would clasp the scruff of your neck, pushing your chin down harshly to hang low against your chest, forcing you to watch his fat cock drill into your abused pussy with your legs spread wide enough to have your hips almost dislocate. Your voice fissuring and jumping with every thrust, jack hammering into your tiny slit until you have to frantically tap at his arms, begging him to slow down, or at the very least — let you breathe.

He’d laugh wickedly at your red and puffy face as if it were the funniest thing he’d ever seen, never relenting his deadly pace unless to reach a hand down to fiddle with your little swollen clit, altering between spreading your cunny lips open to tap at the sensitive button with his middle finger until you scream from the agonising torture or rubbing at it with his palm, putting his whole arm into it until he has you pissing and squirting all over his hand.

He’d push your exhausted body down as he cums, making a show of jizzing all the way inside you as he rocks and shakes his hips side to side, making sure to get nice and deep inside your womb, snickering as you squirm and buck in the awkward position he has you twisted into.

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"You have a what?" Part two

Part one

Tomura nods his head, his narrow hips roll into yours at slow pace even though he comes inside of you, you can feel his cum coming out of your hole everytime he thrust.

Heavily breathing and pants echo in his room, Tomura rolls his head downward as he sighs softly.

"May-.. Shit may I kiss your titties?" It makes you surprised at how polite Tomura is when it comes to sex normally you were expecting him to be mean and a brat when you heard your boss's temper tantrums from others.

You softly smile, nod your head at him. He leans in to press light kisses to your chest area. His hands move to your waist to pull you closer.

Tomura licks and rolls your nipples as you cry out, feeling him hit that spot again. Tomura stops to look at you, you whimper at the loss, you roll your hips for more.

"Please do that again-... You did the same thing with your ahhh fingers." Tomura rolls his hips again making you squirm like crazy. He's a fast learner as he grabs your thighs to make him go deeper, he loves seeing your eyes roll back and calling his name out for more.

Your legs wrapped around his waist to pull him close, you roll your head back as you reach your high.

You're now making a mess on his sheets making you blush deep crimson.

Tomura groans out feeling your walls contracting around his cock, he begins to shoot more of his heavy thick loaded inside your womb.

You pant heavy watching him take big breaths. He rolls you over making you sit on his lap and his hands grab your waist making you bounce on top of him fast and hard.

Your cry getting more vocal by him thrusting upward into your tight hole, you watch his eyes get heavy and lust filled. He bites his scarred lips as he presses his forehead to yours.

"Shit-... I don't want to stop… it feels too good y/n." He whimpers, his hands pull your pudgy hips closer to his and you shake your head no.

"Ahh don't stop baby please keep going.. Ahh fuck." Your hips roll and move with his fast movement. 

"Are you coming again? I can feel your wall-... Aughhh fuck! I'm gonna cum again-.." You both reach your high again.

Your body intensely up from the intimate sex, your body is limp as you tiredly rest on his chest.

"Are you tired? Do you have another one in there?" Your eyes widen as you look up at him, how he NOT tired what the hell?

Your sex drive is pretty high but you were expecting him to lay back and sleep from the sex at least two or just one round. Maybe you're wrong.

You nod your head tiredly as Shigaraki sighs as he slowly removes you off of him. The gushing sound louder when his flaccid cock slides out of you, you cringe out by the sticky body fluids coming out of your hole.

He lays you on your stomach, pushes your hips higher up and he groans heavily.

"Don't worry about doing anything angel, I'll do the work." You cry out to feel his tongue licking up your messy entrance.

The slurping is all you hear and his raspy whimpering from behind.

He drinks all the mixed juices from your hole, he uses his fingers to slide inside and twist, scissor your walls.

Your high pitch moans are music to his ears and his cock getting hard by your sweet mewls, his hips rutting onto the sheets.

He pulls away making you whine at the loss but only to scream out his name when he slammed into your wet cunt.

If your hips weren't being held by his hands, you would be jelly. Tears coming down your eyes from the overstimulation.

Tomura leaned in to whisper sweet nothing and lay love bites to your neck area.

His heavy balls keep smacking at your sensitive clit creating a loud skin slapping skin, your body's cover is sweat, the rocking increase by his powerful thrusting.

The headboard slamming against the wall alerting anyone nearby but you didn't care at this point, this felt really amazing.

You whine out his name making you reach your orgasm, your body tense up and lay lifeless at the mercy of your boss.

He rolls his hips to change an angle as you cream around his throbbing cock, your eyes roll back, your toes curl in more as you pant his name like a prayer.

Tomura growls animalistically and calls out your name, you feel more of his heavy cum inside of you.

He collapsed on top of you, sigh heavily and finally satisfied. You turned your head to him and said,

"Tomura, why did you ask me that?" Shigaraki pants and looks at you confused.

"Ask you what?" His raspy voice sounds more scratchy than ever as you quietly giggle.

"If I scratch my balls." Tomura starts to blush and looks away.

"I-... It's just that… Most of them are guys and I'm so used to hearing sister magne talking about her balls that I thought most women have balls. " You start to laugh like crazy at him explaining it.

"Tomura…"

"Yeah?"

"Sis is a trans woman, she's born as male-.."

"No I knew that.." You narrow your eyes at him as you begin to roll your eyes at him.

"Tomura, I'm born as a woman, how do you not.." Tomura covers his head into your neck and mumble.

"Shut up.. No one talks about female anatomy to me." You giggle softly to him as he rolls off of you..

"I feel gross and sticky… Do you wanna shower tomura-.." You fell onto the floor when you tried to get up from the bed.

"Y/n?!? Are you okay?" You could see him trying to hold in his laughter. "No no… Tomura.. I can't walk from the heavy fucking we just had." Now Tomura is chuckling at you not being able to get up.

"Don't worry sweetface, I'll help you clean!! We can help each other clean our bodies. " You sigh softly and let him carry you to the bathroom.

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"You have a what?" Shigaraki x chubby fem! Reader smut

A/N: again this is reupload btw but hope y'all enjoy clueless tomura ^.^

Part two

Waring: smut with no plot + both virgins losing it together + creampie + unprotected sex + slight breeding kink lol.

Tomura casually sits next to you as the bar is empty, you were the newest recruit to the league.

" Have you ever go to town on scratching your balls y/n? " You tilt your head at your boss, it's so random. He never asks you this type of question. It was mostly him ignoring you or chatting about gaming. Sometimes plans for his goal.

" uhh boss, I don't… have balls, I have a pussy. "Tomura paused for a very long time until he looked at you with an eyebrow raised.

"You have a what?" You busted in laughter at how clueless he is.

"It's not funny why are you laughing.. I'm being serious." You could see his cheeks getting red when you realize he never heard that word.

" have your parents ever talked about the birds and bees? " Tomura looks extremely pissed and scratches his neck a bit as you give a worried look.

"Uhh nevermind boss… pussy is a slang word for vagina.. Uhh." Tomura looks at you more intensely but not scratching, he's listening to you speak.

"Do you know about women's anatomy shigaraki-kun?" Tomura looked puzzled as he shook his head.

So you're guessing his parents must be very strict because your family was against talking about sex like it's a taboo topic when you were growing up.

"Well… I can show you what it looks like if you want boss?" You give your big doe eyes to him as he looks more confused.

"What do you mean you can show me?" You had to hold your giggles in as you gently held his hand, you were expecting him to move his hand away but he froze up and stared at your hand.

You lean in to whisper into his ear seductively."I mean I can show you my pussy if you want boss, would you be okay with that?"

Tomura doesn't have words for this but nods his head fast.

You quietly giggle as you hold his hand and head into his room.

Once inside you let go of his hand as you stand in front of your boss.. Wait, I'm gonna show my lower half to my OWN boss and he DOESN'T know what a vagina looks like?!

You felt a little self-conscious but you noticed how Tomura didn't stop you or move away, his eyes looked.. curious.

You pull your pants down while removing your shoes and socks. You look into his red eyes while he watches your hand movement.

You finally got to your underwear while you watched his facial features change. His eyes bulge out as you remove your panties and fall off of your bodies.

You felt a little nervous but judging him, he looked like he was about to have a nosebleed.

You also notice his very large bugle in his pants and you couldn't help but to rub your thick thighs together.

"Can I touch it??" You gasp a bit and didn't realize your boss was asking YOU to touch your core.

You feel your cheeks turn red and shyly nod your head.

It was awkward since he was getting close, leaning in… Tomura caressed my pussy in his room but it was very gentle, like he was petting a small kitten.

You gasp a little loud when his fingertip caress your clit, your eyes close tight and hold his wrist.

"What's wrong?? Am I hurting yo-..."

"No no boss… you found my ahh clit." Tomura tilted his head and asked."this?? Am I hurting you?" Bless his soul for being THAT clueless about sex, he really doesn't know it.

You shake your head gently as you look up into his worried eyes."no tomura, it's very pleasurable if you rub it." You bit your lip a little hard to notice him having a faint smirk.

"Oh… I see." His finger rubs it slow and gentle, your body being pushed onto the bed as he continues to rub your clit.

Your breathing gets heavy and soft moans come out of your mouth, you can see your boss getting into it, lost in lust and pleasing you.

He freezes as you gasp out, his fingertips at your entrance.

"What-... What is that??" You softly giggle at him, begin to roll your hips to him.

"That… ahh fuck.. That my hole, you can slide your fingers inside to stretch me out if you.." You huff your breath and smile at him.

"That if you want to.. Boss it's up to you."Tomura had a few moments until it clicked in his mind, he didn't waste any time removing his clothes.

Now It's your turn to have your eyes widened by his size. Holy shit.. How does your boss hide that thing in his pants?

"... What is wrong? You look nervous." Your eyes finally meet his as you give a soft chuckle.

"It's nothing… it's just that-... You have a really big cock." You bite your lip more as you watch his cock twitch. His cheek gets more red and looks away from you.

"Shut up." Tomura gets on top of you, gives light kisses, you were expecting him to be rough but he is being extra gentle and sweet to you.

His hands moved back to your core as he slid his fingers in. You notice how his pinkie is being tucked inside his palm.

"Am I doing this okay y/n?" You roll your eyes back and moan out his name.

"Shit-.. Do that again please." You beg at him, he tilt his head and try it again, roll his fingers upward touching a sweet spot that you didn't know existed.

Your moan was going straight to his dick, making it twitch more as you rolled your hips fast and heavy.

The rhythm was very clumsy but it was quite pleasurable. You cry out his name when you hit your first orgasm, your toes curl in, your body arches as he keeps hitting that spot.

Your breath heavily as you watch him remove his fingers and begin to lick it.

His facial expression is the hottest thing you've ever seen, his eyes roll back as he sucks his fingers enjoying your sweet nectar.

"Can we have sex?" Tomura quietly asks you that you didn't hear him but you nod your head fast.

Tomura pulled your top off as the clothes were flying to the floor. Tomura waited for you to get comfortable, you adjusted the small pillows on your head and another one under your lower back.

 

"Tomu-.." You lock your hand with his as he gives a concerned look.

"I'm nervous, I've never done this with anyone." he smiles softly and kisses your lips.

"I know… me too, I'll be extra gentle." You nod your head, your hand slides between bodies to grab his thick cock to your core. You gasp out loud to feel his spongy tip at your entrance.

He slowly pushed in, you felt a bit uncomfortable, his body shook a little costing him to shoot his load a little too early.

"Shit..sorry you feel too good I-.." You kissed his lips and said.

"No no it's okay.. Keep going baby."

#amazing work and underrated. #we love a instinctual driven tomura

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Some oc x canon artwork between Tomura Shigaraki and Hanako Suzuki (oc). I haven't drawn these two in a long time.. I like these too.

Talking ver.

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enticed

tomura shigaraki x fem! lov! reader smut

warnings: mutual masturbation also blue hair shiggy, slight degredation, some praising, sort of knife play (there is a knife involved but not used to harm), humping, oral (female recieving), reader wears a skirt in this one, switch!shiggy more than hinted at bc hot, fluff at the end

word count: 2.6k

summary: sex with shiggy when you've snuck away

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“sh—show me,” he ordered, reclined in the desk chair with his blue hair tousled against the headrest, panting into the open air in front of him; and though his body might’ve been relaxed and nonchalant, his eyes remained hyperfocused on her, one hundred percent. 

“spread your legs,” he groaned, that raspy voice sending shivers down her spine and resulting in, through no doing of her own, her knees opening to show him what they both craved. “god,” he groaned, pressing his head back into the chair and letting his eyes fall closed. 

she knew what he saw: a wet patch in the middle of lacy panties and naked thighs shaking with the tension of the moment. and she knew what she saw: a tent against the zipper of his (ratty, to be honest) pants, and if she focused hard enough, she thought she could see the beat of his heart in his underwear. 

she placed her sock-covered feet onto the arm rests of the chair, leaning back onto her palms on the desk she sat on. how did she get here, perched on a random desk and showing off her cunt to shigaraki, the named man staring at her like he wanted to absolutely devour her?  

but then again, she could say the same thing about herself—what she wouldn’t give to be on her knees with him deep down her throat—with the way she, too, was devouring the image of the blue-haired villain panting because of something she did.

“please,” she whined, dropping her head against her shoulders.

“look at me,” he commanded, and it was like he was yanking at her head with the way it shot back up to make eye-contact with him. god, she loved his eyes. was that weird?

“i’ll—i’ll beg, just—”

“don’t be a slut,” he tutted, but then he was unbuttoning his pants with two fingers (somehow) and slipping a hand into his pants. “just sit there and be good. let me look at you, okay?”

“okay,” she whispered back, but she could feel her own wetness glide through her folds when she twitched. she wondered if she could cum from rubbing her thighs together, but more than cumming she wanted to be good for him. 

just days ago, she barely knew the man—had only heard of him through the news—and now she was not only a part of his little league, but was allowed to watch him, in this way?

she watched as his hand grasped his cock, enamoured with the way his hips just slightly jerked when he twisted his hand for the first pump, pressing down with the palm of his hand onto his head. let me see, she wanted to beg. let me see you fuck your hand.

instead, she offered, “i can take them off.” to emphasise, she let her knees drop further, the fabric of the panties bunching and slipping into her slit just slightly, and she saw the way his eyes narrowed at the movement. “let me show you, please—”

he cut off her whine with a harsh laugh, eyes squinting. “oh, such a slut, aren’t you?” 

she keened at the sound of his laugh, breathing shakily when he indifferently stood up, fly and button still open, now in between her open thighs which might’ve been trembling just from him being as close as he was. 

and then, from the discarded bag to the left of her which she’d thrown off in her haste to show him just how much she wanted him, he grabbed a switchblade, flipping it open and hovering it in front of her face. 

she didn’t flinch. how could she when she knew that, in this moment, if he asked her to slit her throat, she would? 

“cut these slutty things off. let me see,” he mocked in the same tone of voice she had begged him in, “that pretty pussy you’ve been hiding, okay?”

with a condescending tilt of his head, he sat down once again in the chair and then flipped the knife in his hand, holding it by the blade and showing her the handle.

she took it, sitting up slightly straighter, and practically throwing herself to cut her underwear off at the sides, the only sound in the room being that of ripping fabric and short breaths.

“shigaraki,” she started, pleading with her eyes, “please, i feel like i’ll explode.” her complaint fell on deaf ears, instead he watched her with a smirk as the fabric finally dropped onto the table. with the help of her hand, empty now that she’d thrown the knife hastily in her desperation, she removed the fabric from her body and went to throw them, but was stopped by him reaching out a hand. 

“give it to me,” he ordered, and grabbed it right where she’d been dripping, she realised with an embarrassed flush. “does this really turn you on this much?” he teased.

and all she could do was try not to moan aloud as he brought the ripped panties up to his mouth and, whilst staring her down, licked up her wet patch and groaned into the fabric. 

“does just me looking at you make you into such a desperate little mess?”

“yes,” she whispered, slipping down the table to present herself like a gift to him. “yo—you don’t have to do much, just use me and i’ll be good,” she begged. 

“show me your tits and i’ll consider it,” he demanded, and he held in his laugh when she scrambled to unbutton her top and expose her pretty bra to him. “look at that,” he grinned, running his tongue over his teeth.

she pushed her chest out at that. “please,” she cried, close to tears at how wound up he was getting her—probably without meaning to. she could feel her own heartbeat pulse in her cunt and her nipples tighten. “i just need your…” she groaned, voice whiny and breathy. “anything, please,” she sobbed.

“pinch your nipples,” he commanded, breaking her out of her little cry-fest. 

“w—what?” her eyes widened, and she stared at him as he lowered both his pants and his boxers and let his cock spring up, catching it with his palm and spreading his pre-cum down his throbbing dick. 

“fuck,” he groaned, veins showing in his neck as he rubbed a circle on his tip before pumping his cock again. “pinch your tits for me, okay?”

“okay,” she stumbled, pulling down the cups of her bra to frantically pinch at her nipples, sitting up straight. in her mind, she could almost imagine it was his dangerous hands pinching and pulling them, and in her fantasy his mouth was wrapped around them. 

with each pinch, she unknowingly rocked her hips against nothing, dripping arousal onto the hardwood table under her now that her cunt was pressed directly at it. 

“thank you,” she mumbled between needy moans. 

enamoured, he watched the rock of her hips, not even telling her off when her eyes fluttered shut with each shot of pleasure going to her swollen pussy.

he could imagine himself, stretching her out and pressing deeper until she choked on the feeling, and if he was lucky, she’d whimper a ‘wait, too big!’ but they’d both know she never wanted him to stop. and, somewhere in this fantasy of his, he was the one begging for respite, maybe with his hands tied and his cock used by her. 

instead, in time with her lurching hips, he fucked up into his hand, tightening it when his eyes zeroed in on her leaking hole. 

he was watching it so intently that he didn’t see her fingers moving to touch her cunt until two of them circled her clit, breaking him out of his trance. 

“ha,” he mocked, though it sounded much less threatening with the way he panted for breath. “you really are depraved, aren’t you?” 

she’d fallen back onto the table at this point, and to meet her eye, he stood, still fisting his own cock, until he could feel the heat her body gave off. 

“hey,” he drawled. “make yourself cum and i’ll reward you.”

“god,” she groaned, voice almost animalistic, as her back arched. “but i need your—anything,” she begged. 

“what, you want my fingers? what if i decay you?” he teased, leaning closer to her face, body hunched over hers. “would it be worth it, huh? to die?”

her heart was beating faster than she could keep track of it, with both the threat and his closeness. “don’t care,” she mumbled out. 

“you’re shaking from your fear,” he noted, barely getting the words out before his head dropped with a low, desperate moan as he pushed his cock against her thigh. “do you like fear? will it make you cum?”

“yes,” she gasped, pressing hungrily on that sensitive bundle of nerves, fingers slipping through her slick as she tried to make as small circles as possible. “shig—oh,” she moaned out, smiling through the pleasure at the sudden rutting against her thigh as tomura shigaraki fucked his cock against her, just as depraved as she. 

“fuck,” he spat softly under his breath, and she knew if she had the willpower, she could make him whimper, maybe press his lips into her cunt and make him taste her. “put them in,” he sighed.

she did as he asked, sliding in two fingers in her distressed state, fucking them into her and curling them, rocking her hips in time with shigaraki’s. “f—feels so good,” she forced out, breath coming in short pants. 

“slut,” he laughed again. “you just—just have to tell me how slutty you feel, huh?” 

“y—you’re the one who’s humping my thigh,” she retorted.

she wasn’t prepared when he suddenly shot his hand out and forced two fingers down her throat. as she choked on them, a surprised moan vibrated around them. 

“shut the fuck up,” he warned, but the drool pushing out between his fingers made him reach down with his hand to remove her hand that was fucking herself, pulling it out to bump his mushroom tip against her swollen, glistening clit. with each rock of his hips, her folds peeled apart to allow his veiny cock between them—so dirty to hump like depraved teenagers in an abandoned building on an old desk.

and then he was using her cunt to jerk off, hunching over her more to practically lay on top of her, rubbing against her clit in short, desperate thrusts. 

“shit,” he moaned, pre-cum oozing from his tip to meet her arousal. “so good for me, yeah?”

“‘ank you,” she gurgled out, eyes rolled deep into her head. 

his head lowered to her still uncovered tits, and just like in her fantasy, his mouth—with his dry lips and his salivating mouth—wrapped around her nipple, moaning desperately around the skin as he got closer and closer to his orgasm against her pussy. 

he ignored her responding sob, ignored her knee hooking over his hips to press them impossibly closer together, ignored her hips jerking up to unwittingly try to get the tip of him into her pulsing hole—because he was so, so fucking close, balls drawing up as his stomach clenched.

and with a final thrust of his hips and with his fingers pressing down on her tongue, he spurted against her clit, his mewl buzzing against her tits as he buried his head in between them. 

and she might’ve been just as close as he was, but even if she didn’t reach her peak, she could’ve died happily when he came against her.

the cum pulsing out of his tip that thumped against her clit leaked down into her waiting hole, but he couldn’t pull away even if he wanted to, both of her legs tightly wrapped against him and she pushed her hips into his in desperation as her orgasm fully faded away.

struggling, nearly squeaky breaths against her tits as he came down, still pushing his hips lazily into hers as he drained himself of cum. his fingers still deep in her throat with her eyes fluttering shut as he, probably without meaning to, pressed hard against her tongue, covering his fingers in her spit.

she basked in the moment, keeping her eyes closed even when he pulled his head away from her tits and, with a lot of fluid involved, pulled his dick away from her pussy and his fingers from her mouth. 

tightly wound, sure she could cum if he just blew on her, she threw an arm over her eyes to collect herself. 

she didn’t know how enticing, how gorgeous she looked, legs falling from his waist to reveal her pussy covered in his seed, legs spread wide to give shigaraki an amazing view of her clenching hole and her heaving chest, nipples erect and winking with his spit still adorning them. 

he just couldn’t stop himself.

suddenly, he was on his knees in front of her, mouth open as he pushed his face into her cunt, some part of him wanting to become one with her.

she squealed, eyes shooting up and her upper body lurching up to behold tomura shigaraki, eyes closed and mouth open, licking and sucking at her cunt. he was eating her and him from her twinkling folds.

“taste so good,” he mumbled, moaning into her when she grabbed at his head and his hair, pressing him into her. in hindsight, maybe she was hurting him, but with the way he opened his jaw wider to devour her, she guessed he enjoyed it.

he was sloppy, and maybe not so talented with eating her out, but he sucked on her clit and he thrusted his tongue into her and he buried his nose into her and she was close again, throwing her legs over his shoulders. 

“look at me,” she breathed, yanking his hair back until just his tongue was dancing on her clit and he opened his eyes. hands clenched on the table to push himself as close as he could to her. 

his eyes, so wide and needy, and his shoulders shifting with each desperate breath of her scent was most definitely what threw her over the edge.

or maybe it was the moan he let out when she groaned, “good boy, shig.”

her back arched into the air, digging her legs into his shoulders to somehow press herself closer to him. 

pulsing, throbbing, around nothing. 

suddenly, she was falling, detached from shigaraki’s mouth and finding herself on the ground. “what?” she mumbled, still in the haze of her orgasm. 

“sorry,” came from above her, and it was then she realised. he’d put all his fingers on the desk beneath her, dusting it. 

all she did was laugh, pressing herself up from the ground to stand in front of him. “i’m just glad i have that effect on you.”

“shut up,” he rasped back, but she caught the dusting of pink on his cheeks as he zipped his pants back up. 

“c’mere,” she muttered. still half-dressed and with a sprinkling of dust on her back she pressed forward to press a gentle kiss on his chapped lips. head tilted, eyes closed. 

in a spur of the moment decision, he mirrored her. an ounce of vulnerability in this otherwise filthy encounter shown in the way his mouth clumsily followed her silent instructions, moulding to hers. 

when she pulled away, breath noticeably coming in shorter puffs, her hands roamed up to his face, fingers dancing over his jawline and his under eyes, smiling at the way he pushed into her. poor boy’s touch-starved, she thought. 

eyes still closed, he was searching for her mouth again and she pressed her lips to his again, mewling when two of his fingers tentatively traced her face in a mimic of her. 

but his eyes shot open when one hand moved from his face to his ass of all places. “delicious,” she grinned. 

“shut up.”

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can’t stop thinking about dabi who’s so filled with pent up emotions - rage, relief, insanity, glee - after his identity reveal. and you are the conduit.

cw: no plot just brainrot, fem!reader, heavy breeding, minors burns/branding, dumbification, heavy overstimulation, fingering and oral (f!receiving), spanking, praise and degradation, possessiveness, voice kink, bait-and-switch where it seems like dubcon but is actually completely consensual tho??? also Dabi would be an amazing father don’t @ me

tagging: @gatoru @reveluving @dabislittlemouse and @nymphoheretic (who got the first version of this) <3

the second he and you escape from the warzone, the man has one, singular, burning thought and that is to breed you. he’s touya again and he needs show he’s a better partner and father than endeavor could ever dream of being.

which starts by fucking you full of his kids over and over and over again.

alive or not, he’s destroyed his father’s legacy and he’s ecstatic - more desperate and hungry than you’ve ever seen him. he can’t keep his hands and teeth off you, leaving little burn marks everywhere. his white hair is still wet and stuck to his face, his blue eyes are crazed; he’s absolutely animalistic.

“dabi-!” you can barely get the word out before he’s ripping fabric off of you; shirt, panties and all - getting singed in his still steaming hands. one hand sneaks to your chin and squeezes - your eyes are locked to his, the other hand already working two fingers into your hole.

“not my name, princess.”

“t-too fast dabi -”

he pries your jaw open and spits in your mouth - your form so shocked that you tremble and swallow it down without protest.

“now,” he kisses his teeth, “what the fuck do you call me? what’s my name?”

“t-toy-touya”

“good fucking girl.” he chuckles lowly, eyes impressed both at your obedience and the feeling of your gummy walls. “you’re already so tight on my fingers, baby.”

touya growls - god, he fucking adores this. you’re squirming at all the overwhelming feelings - twisting and jerking against the wall until you notice that he hasn’t even closed the door to your apartment.

“t-touya, someone could see-” you hiccup.

“let them, doll. let them see.” he purrs. you choke out a moan, his fingers already finding the most sensitive gooey spot inside you, causing your first climax of the night.

“all of japan knows me now, baby. so who’s gonna stop me? the police? the heroes? your shitty neighbors? who’s gonna stop me from fucking my girl full and getting her pregnant, hm?”

he lets out a dark laugh and if you weren’t so deeply in love with him - so paralyzed by his heated touch - you would find it scary. instead you can only find it arousing as he sinks to his knees in front of your completely nude, shaking form and sucks at your clit, tongue swiftly going past your folds.

sure, it feels good - so good you have to momentarily cover your mouth with a trembling hand to stop from babbling out for more. but it’s evident he doesn’t care about your pleasure right now as much as he does claiming you as his. he continues spanking and biting your thighs in between until you scream his name and try to push him off.

“t-touya too - much.” you whine, hand going away from your mouth to try and pry him away by his messy hair, the tips of which are still dark. his tongue rolls inside you, lips greedily sucking every inch of your slit and bud like a man possessed. you let out a broken noise. “touya, you gotta -”

your sentence met with a sharp slap.

“I don’t ‘gotta’ do anything doll. this is my pussy ain’t it? say it.” he looks up at you expectantly, your translucent juices dripping down his lips and chin.

“‘s your…” you whisper out, legs shaking so badly you think you’d fall if his strong hands weren’t holding you to the wall, digging into the fat of your thighs with a strangle hold.

“louder.” he spanks again.

“it’s your pussy, touya!”

“and that means only i decide when it’s had enough, got it? and i say it hasn’t. and you’re gonna let me, ain’t ya?”

“yes~” your consent comes out like a whisper, a hiss, but is it’s undeniable that you like him like this. a version of dabi touya that you’ve only seen glimpses of but just fall for deeper and deeper and deeper - others might call it insane but to you it’s intoxicating. the insanity, the need to have you - something about it drives you over the edge into another messy, babbling orgasm.

you love him. you love him. you love hi-

“shut your mouth and bite down on something.”

“b-bite down?” you question, swallowing deeply, pulled out of your thoughts. your fuzzy head stirs trying to understand his intentions as he hands you the balled up fabric of your previously discarded but still soaking wet panties.

“yeah. this is gonna hurt.” his smirks, a candle light amount of blue fire surrounding the tip of his index finger. you bite and scream into the cloth, tasting your own remaining juice, as the blue spark traces the letters “M I N E” into your outer thigh.

you’re crying and shaking from feeling such pain after climaxing back to back.

good.

he likes it like that.

he’s at least soft enough to kiss the scorching letters until they cool off with a coo of “good fucking girl” finally taking your partially delirious body to the bed and stroking your hair as he cradles you. you whine for more praise and confirmation.

“did g-good, dabi?”

“touya, remember? ‘nd yeah, baby. doing so good for me, doll. now, i’m gonna lie on the bed and you’re gonna ride that pretty pussy my cock until i say you’re full enough, got that?”

“yes.”

“yes who, little slut?”

“yes, touya.”

“good, pretty girl.”

he strips, which gives you a moment to catch your breath and he chuckles when he looks into your eyes absolutely maddened and obsessed with how you gasp at his size every single time.

“don’t worry, pretty. i’ll go nice and slow. sink into you bit by bit, counting to 10, yeah?” whimpering from overstimulation, you nod - innocent and trusting

-

he’s a liar.

dabi, touya - it doesn’t matter who he is, he’s a fucking liar.

the count he’d promised got to “two” before he shoved his fat cock all the way inside with a cackle.

“did you really believe i’d wait that long?” he teases, blue eyes taking you apart bit by bit as he slams his cock into you and you squirm, crying out his name

“touya! too deep!”

"i don't remember asking, baby," he replies. he buries himself into you to the base - pressing against your insides, so hard it aches.

“i'm gonna fill you up nice and full, knock you up like the good little bitch you are. you gonna take that f’r me? let me dump loads my cute tight little pussy?”

his shoulders and chest are heaving, he’s pushed your legs back and back and back until you’re in a mating press so he can slip his cock as deep in as it can go and back out wildly.

“gonna help me prove h’m wrong, yeah? gonna make me a daddy aren’t you dollface - i’ll be soft with ya when you do. i’ll be such a good fuckin’ daddy. you know that?”

“y-ye - touya - you’ll be a-amazing!” you really do think he would but even if you didn’t, you can’t think at all beyond saying what he wants to hear

“you’d be a good mommy to them. just like you’re such a good cumdumpster for me.”

your head is swimming, the residual heat of his quirk has you feeling like you’re going melt. how many times has he made you cum by now? you lost count after four and now he’s beating against your g-spot as you plead that it’s all too rough. your mind is so blank with him, him, him - how feral he looked fighting against his father and brother, the deep plea he made on camera to the whole nation and now this desperate, obsessed sex craze.

you’re at his mercy, plain and simple. your mouth is letting out hoarse pleas for him to slow down because all your neighbors can hear, you’re sure of it.

“let them hear. stop thinking about other people when i’m the one fucking this pussy. matter of fact - stop thinking, doll. you're not done until you're so full of my cum, you get pregnant," he growls in a voice unlike anything you'd ever heard him use. but fuck if it doesn't make you clench around him, which only makes him laugh at you.

“if i had known you wanted to be a little breeding slut for me before, i would have been filling you properly every night! fuck what they hear. they’ve heard my voice all day. they get to hear me breed you.”

“touya~”

“oh you like the sound of that don’t you? well then let them hear. scream for me. who’s the only man that fucks this pussy full?”

“touya! ‘s you touya! ‘m your cumslut!” you wail into another climax. touya pauses as you spasm around him, pussy walls sucking the cum from him with a long groan.

his hand is finally gentle against you, thumbing the tears and lips tenderly kissing your face.

“don’t worry. ‘ll be nice and soft with you once the little tyke is in your tummy, doll. all you have to do is stand what i put you through now.” he coos.

“i wouldn’t really hurt you the lady i love - i’m not him. you’ve been so good taking care of me this long while i waited to destroy him. thought i was gonna die today, you know that? now i get to live and be with you and our little ones. y’know i love you, right doll?”

your fifth (or maybe it’s been closer to seventh?) orgasm has made you a mess of tears but touya rarely says ‘i love you’ and something about being free of his disguise makes it seem like he’ll say it more often now. you manage to whisper out;

“i love you too touya… g’ve me your baby.”

he smiles and pounds in, fucking the sloppy loads of white back into you.

“say it again.”

“‘w-want your babies~”

“again!” he growls, hands closing in on your neck as he fucks you so hard the bed creaks and you think it might break - or at least you would if you had the ability to think beyond his orders.

you say it over and over like a mantra as he kisses you and makes sure you hold in his cum, dick creamy with white from fucking in load after load.

“that’s a good mommy. you’re gonna grow so nice with daddy’s kids. my fucking little breeding hole.”

when he’s finally, finally done? you’re an absolute mess and he adores the sight. you’re crying and hiccuping, legs shaking as white fluid pools inside you before he shoves it back in with his fingers.

“stay open for me, cutie. someone’s a happy little cumslut huh?” dabi smirks and he gives you one last spank.

“touya” you sob out and he kisses you softly.

“I’m here doll. that’ll keep you good and stuffed. ‘ll clean you up nice and soft in the morning hm? right now you’re gonna sleep full of my cum and all marked as mine.”

you drift to sleep, no energy left, only able to hear the sound of his phone turning on because he can’t help but snap a few pictures and videos of his “masterpiece.”

#I don’t normally go for dabi content but DAMN. #feral breeding? count me in!

[ero-lapin]