katsukis-sad-angel

[katsukis-sad-angel]

kirby’s kinktober (six)

voice//hitoshi shinso

hitoshi knows his voice is deep. the year before UA, puberty hit him like a freight train. he was 5’10 by the age of fifteen and aizawa’s training only filled out his body more, with vocal training to accentuate his quirk and mask.

by the time he’s a pro-hero, he’s bigger and taller than aizawa - pushing 6’6 with the deepest voice anyone has ever heard.

he says “hey” and chills go down your spine and when he wakes up or gets sick, the unimaginable happens - it gets deeper.

always a shy-type, he doesn’t get how his build with that voice can make someone soak their panties with white just talking to him once.

except you.

he always knows what it does to you.

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one of his fingers lazily circles your core through your panties, a smirk resting on his lips.

“aw, baby.” fuck. there it is. the way his voice croons around anything he calls you makes your clit jump. “you’re soaking. don’t tell me - this is all from me talking?”

you want to shake your head but you’re paralyzed by the feeling of his hot breath behind you and his gaze that always feels like it’s looking at every single slight movement or gasp you could possibly make.

you snap out of it, body all jumpy as he spanks your cunt.

“cutie.” his tone drops to something more serious and you crane your neck to look up at his still teasing but more stern expression. “when master asks you a question, you answer it, princess. want to try again?”

you squirm, whimpering on his lap with tears already in your eyes. “mhm. i-it’s… i’s all yer voice, toshi. makes me…” you sniffle as he rubs his whole hand, rough from training, onto your clothed core.

“it makes you?” he chuckles; his laugh always reverberates through his chest - it’s the type that you feel going through you.

“finish your thought for me.”

you bite your lip. “yer voice makes me… makes me c-cream m’self!” you give another sob at his laugh as he plunges two fingers deep inside you.

“yeah? that’s so fucking sloppy and naughty, you know.” he kisses you deeply, tongue immediately swirling in your mouth, eyes staying open with a look of equal parts mischief and power-madness.

“well, master already knows where your spot is. but fuck it.” his free, veiny hand cups your face as if you were a doll and thumbs your wet lips.

“let’s make you cum on my hand just by talking…”

[katsukis-sad-angel]

warnings: mentions of dabi having a tongue piercing, possessiveness

best friend!dabi who spills his drink on your clothes while you're at his place just so he can see you wearing one of his t-shirts. and maybe so he can watch you change through the crack in his door.

best friend!dabi who's possessive, grabbing your waist and pulling you close to him when you're hanging out.

best friend!dabi who's always going on about how you're "different" from all his other friends. he's so vague about it, making you wonder what he really means.

best friend!dabi who gets hard looking at pics of you. they don't even have to be revealing or anything, just looking and thinking about you makes him horny.

best friend!dabi who makes sure no one has any opportunities to flirt with you or ask you out. he's so intimidating that he can scare away anyone who dares to try and touch what's his.

best friend!dabi who'll do anything for a reaction from you. your attention is what he craves, and all he wants to do is make you laugh and smile and cry and cum.

best friend!dabi who stalks all your socials. he knows what you're doing and who you're hanging out with, what music you listen to, everything he can get.

best friend!dabi who loves the idea of pinning you to his couch and humping your clothed pussy until you cum in your panties, then cleaning you up with his pierced tongue.

best friend!dabi who doesn't count sheep when he can't fall asleep, instead picturing you bouncing on top of him while he just lies there and takes it. orgasms always did knock him out.

best friend!dabi who needs to hold himself back every time you drop something in front of him and bend over to get it. one of these days, he promises himself, he's gonna grab you by the hips and tear all your clothes off.

best friend!dabi who almost jumps out of his skin when he feels you lean against him late at night, passing out on his shoulder. he wonders how you can keep doing this to him, treating him like a boyfriend and then dropping the "you're my best friend" whenever it gets too real. god, maybe one day he'll get the nerve to fuckin' take control and make you feel like you've never felt before...

[katsukis-sad-angel]

Title : Have a seat (pro heroes special)

Characters : Aizawa/ Taishiro (Fatgum)/ Yamada/ fem reader

Genre : NSFW/ +18/ explicit/ imagines

Please do not read if you're a minor

Masterlist

AO3

Aizawa :

Your legs shook as you slowly lowered yourself on his face, grabbing the headboard to keep your balance.

His large hands groped your ass cheeks to give him more control over what part of you he plans to devour next.

You shivered feeling his lips on your inner thighs gently tracing, but not quite kissing.

You bit your lower lip too embarrassed to let out a moan already, not when your man hasn't yet reached where you most wanted him to.

You felt his tongue coming out to lick the outline of your lower lips not thrusting in just yet, and your grip on the headboard only got tighter. He made a point of rubbing his stubble all over your pussy before his nose pushed itself between your folds.

Your hand flew to grab his locks and you moaned his name as his sinful tongue licked a perfect stripe along your clit. He repeated the action a few times until you started fluttering on top of him, and only then did he finally dive into your core swirling his tongue around your walls as his lips brushed against your lower ones.

_ "Shōta.." You breathed out feeling yourself nearing that blissful ending.

_ "Mhm?" He didn't really have to question you calling his name, but he specifically did so to send vibrations up your spine.

You looked down.. big mistake.

His eyes were blurred with lust staring at your trembling form, and his eyebrows were furrowed in determination to give you the best of the experience.

You immediately closed your eyes and bit the inside of your cheek, too embarrassed to let out any sound. However, it all went to hell as soon as he hummed softly against your pussy and sucked on your nub. You threw your head back, finally losing control over your voice and your body.

His grip on your ass cheeks tightened as he held you in place, still abusing your cunt.

And only when your body went limp and you were about to fall, did his arms move to support your back and gently place you on the bedsheets.

_ "I got you honey." Were his words.

Taishiro :

_ "You're beautiful, every part of you is a masterpiece." He murmured placing the softest kiss on your thigh as you hovered over his face.

You were too embarrassed to reply, so you just squeezed the hands he placed on your sides.

He smiled at how adorable he found your reaction and gently pulled you down on him, mouth covering your whole pussy.

You slowly closed your eyes and threw your head back allowing yourself to be engulfed by his greedy maw. His fat tongue traced every dip and every angle of your trembling cunt before his teeth nipped your labia sucking it so hard, your eyes started to water from this overwhelming feeling of ecstasy.

His hands slowly moved around to clutch your globes and you yelped in surprise as his fingers kneaded your flesh.

You felt him smirking beneath you as his tongue proceeded to massage your folds and finally make its way into your leaking core, and it was as if a bear had just found a honey tree.

He hummed in satisfaction licking his way inside your sweet gummy cavern, and your eyes traveled down to gaze at your man's face, only to find him in full concentration feasting on your pussy.

_ "Taishiro.. I'm so close." You slurred your statement leaning back to rest your palms on his cushy tummy.

He squeezed your butt cheeks as a response and his tongue started moving faster inside you.

You moaned his name again and again and it was music to his ears as he groaned into your pussy, still twirling that hot, wet, supple muscle around your walls. And it didn't take long for you to finally tense up, smashing his head between your thighs as you creamed into his mouth.

He hummed in satisfaction and kept lapping your pussy eager to devour every drop you had for him until you finally lost control and slumped forward grabbing the headboard.

He picked you up easily and settled you on his lap allowing you to catch your breath as he licked his lips and gazed into your eyes.

_ "You're delicious sweetheart, I can never get enough."

Yamada :

_ "Let's have fun beautiful!" He traced your thighs until he reached your butt that was deliciously hanging in front of his face.

You rested your forehead on his stomach, opening up further for him. He loves your ass, he loves looking at it while eating you out until you're unable to think straight.

He started by kissing and biting your globes all the while enjoying how your cute little hole winked at him everytime he teasingly bit a little too hard.

_ "Baby you're gorgeous." He spoke right against your clit sending shockwaves of pleasure up your spine. He knows what his voice does to you, and takes advantage of the fact just to feel your folds fluttering around his lips. He's mean but you love it, you love him.

He kissed your trembling swollen lips and dove right in with his tongue, too deep he licked your cervix in the first thrust.

_ "Hizashi! Slow down please!" You begged hiding your face in his stomach hoping he would listen.

In all honesty, you knew in your guts -as well as he did- that if he keeps it up, it will be over for you in no time. Neither of you wanted that.

He pulled out, kissing the outline of your pussy before suggesting with a smirk:

_ "How about you do it?"

He moved his hands around your tummy helping you to sit up, before aligning his tongue with your drooling opening.

You bit your lip as you descended on his face, clumsily moving up and down his tongue as your legs shook beneath you.

He took the hint and interlaced his fingers with yours helping you move more steadily.

That familiar warmth soon started forming within you, and your cries came as evidence. You looked down to see your man's bulge throbbing in his boxers and you were overcame with the desire to touch it, but his grip on your hands prevented you from doing so.

You tensed up as his tongue started twirling around your walls and at that moment you knew you weren't gonna last much longer.

Sure enough, you screamed his name and juiced in his mouth as soon as he slapped your ass.

You collapsed on top of him. Pussy still fluttering, chest heaving and face brushing against his erection. And you couldn't help tracing it with your fingers.

_ "You did good princess, are you ready for your prize?" He cooed, rolling his dick up against your hand.

[katsukis-sad-angel]

Here’s a thought — Fatgum isn’t used to any part of himself fitting anywhere because he’s so darn big. When he finally pushes into you for the first time, he’s empathetic but not surprised how you struggle to accommodate him. Too tight. Over time, though, you stretch out comfortably and learn how to take him. Of course, every time you screw him after this revelation sinks in, he’s put into a state of utter (and grateful) shock that you can handle his mass 🥺

Tw; 18+, smut // Fatgum x fem!reader

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“Oh, god, baby.”

His voice is always smooth and velvety in the morning — not at all like his usual tone. Early hours are magical like that; they rouse the most serene parts of people to exist in momentary peace. Taishiro barely has time to be himself otherwise.

Your boyfriend has been a hero for years. He’s one of the best, and certainly one of the kindest protectors everyone knows. You couldn’t be more proud to be dating such a powerful, caring man. After all, it’s not every day someone uses their inherited quirk for good. Recently, the presence of villains has only gotten worse. There’s a dire need for promising heroes right now.

Fortunately, you woke up with this precise thought in mind. The weight of society rests on his shoulders. What can you do the alleviate part of that burden?

You dip his cock into your mouth and suckle on its fat tip. Its bulbous and silky against your tongue. His slit is decorated with precum, like morning dew in the grass, giving you a refreshing treat when you start your task.

You lick him from his head to his base, taking your time to give his balls little licks and sucks of appreciation for the love they’re about to give you. At last, you accept him into your mouth. You try not to choke as you take him. He likes it when your throat constricts around his girth, but not at the cost of you getting hurt. You’re gradual with your bobbing — sensual. He notices your care with half-lidded, sleepy eyes.

“Oh shit… g’mornin’ t’ you too, gumdrop.”

You snicker cutely around his package, sending vibrations down to his toes. He emits a ferocious moan when you cup his sack in tandem, giving his goodies a deserved massage. You can feel him pulsing beneath your tongue. That’s your cue to pull out.

Gingerly, you make your way back up to his tip. You slobber along his length, not daring to break the trail of saliva between your lips and his head until he gets his fill. He marvels at how utterly sexy you look.

“C’mere beautiful,” he purrs. “Get on backwards so I can see.”

You do as you’re told. You back your pussy back so it’s hovering over his cock. You bow down to have his tip meet your warmth. He places a large hand on your ass cheek and uses his thumb to inspect your petals. He sinks the digit into your cavern and relishes in how your body trembles with need.

“Mmm good girl. So wet from suckin’ me off how I like.”

He slips his cock inside next. There’s no rush. He doesn’t need to be out the door for another hour; what’s the harm in taking his time with you?

You regard him with sultry irises over your shoulder when you’re packed to the hilt with his thickness. The way your back is curved, accented by your bubbly ass cheeks, sends his mind into overdrive. Your lower lips are stretched around his mass so deliciously that he’s already prepared to bust a nut.

“I wanted to give you a good send off,” you whisper. “But how ‘bout I stay like this for a bit and keep your cock warm?”

He can’t argue with that. As much as his fingers twitch on your hips — his nails digging into your flesh merely to reel his impulses back in — he finds it calming to have you service him like this. The only thing that would make this morning perfect is breakfast in bed.

That’s for later, though; when it’s your turn to receive his send off.

[katsukis-sad-angel]

Obsesed with dabi and aizawa😫😫

𝒩𝒴𝒜 ♡

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: shouta aizawa + tomura shigaraki + touya todoroki + taishiro toyomitsu

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: hybrid au, hybrid!reader, owner!characters, sub!reader, gn!reader except for maybe fatgum’s part, collars, breeding kink, overstimulation, ear/tail pulling, size kink, riding, titty sucking, lactation kink

{jujutsu kaisen edition}

{tokyo revengers edition}

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀

cat hybrids are aizawa’s favourite as you may have suspected. one of the biggest reasons are because they like naps. most of the time he’s able to sleep with his kitty next to him but there are times where his kitten will get needy and want his attention with no warning. normally aizawa treats his hybrid well but when you start irritating him that’s when the collar comes out. “‘m sorry” you meow pathetically after pawing at aizawa in his sleep. too late for apologies. his reaction is to give a sharp tug on your as his alines his cock with your entrance. “you wanted to be bred” he glares. “now be a good kitty abs take it”.

𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈

shigaraki definitely has a soft spot for puppy hybrids. they’re so affectionate and give him that love that he’s been lacking for a long time. shigaraki can’t remember the last time he’s been greeted when he comes home with such enthusiasm or when someone has wanted to snuggle up with him. the only downside is puppy hybrids have a lot of energy and sometimes he has trouble keeping up. “more! more! more!” you howl underneath him, pawing at shigaraki’s chest as he tries to catch his breath. “a-already cum so many times” he heaves. “i don’t think…” he trails off when you give him those desperate puppy dog eyes. “okay… i’ll give you another because you’re such a good doggy”.

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈

dabi will always choose bunny hybrids over anything else. everything about them is perfect but no matter how much he loves them…. dabi can’t help but tease his rabbit a little. sometimes he’ll reach over and tug on his bunny’s long ears or bushy tail just to hear that cute yelp. what he loves even more than teasing us watching his bunny hop. dabi can never get enough of sinking his hybrid down on his fat cock and getting you to bounce on it. “c’mon, know you can do it” he encourages, giving your ass a smack when you whine that he’s too big. “wanna make me happy, don’t ya bunny? then hop for me”.

𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔

if you haven’t guessed… fatgum’s really into cow hybrids. he loves hearing that bell ring when you make the way into the room but on the not so innocent side cow hybrids thick thighs and large breasts never fail to get him going. sometimes fatgum’s calf’s breast will start to hurt when they’re full of milk and he’s quick to offer his hybrid some relief. “that feel better, honey?” fatgum hums, nipple in his mouth as he drinks everything you have to offer. you offer him a moan of approval in return as you sit on his lap, subconsciously grinding into him. “good, know i love your milk”.

2022 © b-achiras — do not repost or translate my work. likes, reblogs, and comments are welcome

[katsukis-sad-angel]

My Girl (Fatgum x Fem! Reader) SMUT

This fic was purely self indulgent because I've been going through a lot recently and Fatgum's one of my comfort characters, so, be nice, please.

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, 18+, SMUT, AFAB reader, Fem! Reader, use of she/her pronouns, mentions of body dysmorphia and lack of self esteem, mentions of weight, p in v sex, pussy eating, Dom! Taishiro, being restrained by partner, praise kink, size kink, unprotected sex, other than that just pure fluff (lmk if I missed anything.) Enjoy!

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You paused the work you were doing on your laptop when your phone began buzzing on your nightstand. You looked at the caller ID curiously, it was your boss. He never called you on your day off. You answered the call in a panic, surely something had to be wrong. Fatgum was always trying to ensure you were resting properly. 'You work too hard as it is, sweets. I don't want you to worry about work at home too.' "Hey! You busy today?" Your body instantly relaxed at the sound of his usual jovial tone on the other end of the line.

"Not in the slightest." You set your laptop on your bed next to you, wanting to give him your undivided attention. "Do you need me to come in today?"

"Do you really think I'd ask you to come in on your day off?" You stifled a giggle at his mockingly offended tone. "I was going to do some shopping and stuff around the city today… I would like you to come with me if you can. Maybe I could take you out to dinner while we're out?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" You could hear his nervous stuttering on the other end of the line.

"I… Um, yeah, I guess I am." He chuckles. "Would you like to go on a date with me?" The words came out slowly, the briefest of pauses between each one as if he was carefully thinking about every syllable that left his lips

"I would love to, Tai." You couldn't keep the beaming smile off your face.

"Great!" His voice flooded with relief. "I'll pick you up in an hour." The two of you exchanged your goodbye's before you hung up to get ready. You had been working with Tai for years now, he was someone you very quickly learned to call a friend. However, throughout your years of working in such close proximity with him you had developed a little crush on the BMI hero. It was nice to see that your feelings weren't one sided, but, you would be lying if you said you weren't still a little nervous. You must have tried on everything in your wardrobe before deciding on an outfit, groaning as nothing fit you exactly how you wanted it to. You knew you shouldn't be putting so much thought into this. You had come such a long way with Taishiro's help, but as you looked at yourself in the mirror you couldn't help but have doubts. Part of the reason you wanted to work under Taishiro in the first place was because of what he stood for. Fatgum made being big something to be proud of. Your squishy tummy and muscular thighs were something to be celebrated, not ridiculed. You put on an outfit you felt confident in, and it helped you feel a bit better. It was funny really, whenever you started to feel negatively about how you looked you would always think back to Tai. Numerous press events, formal dinners, company trips, he was there to build you up whenever your confidence wavered. Now should be no different. Before you realized it an hour had passed, you perked up at the sound of someone gently knocking at your door. There in front of you stood Taishiro in his civilian form, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. You were a bit shocked when you saw him, you were so used to Fatgum that you had forgotten what he looked like in his civilian form. Loose white Tshirt hanging off his frame, messy blond hair falling perfectly against his forehead, the only thing resembling the hero you knew so well was his unmistakable smile.

"You brought me flowers?" You were in awe that he remembered what your favorites were, something you had only told him once in passing a while ago.

"Pretty flowers for the prettiest girl I know." You inhaled their sweet aroma as you took the bouquet from him, inviting him inside while you looked for a vase to put it in. "Thank you for letting me take you on a date." You gently grabbed his arm, squeezing his bicep with a small smile.

"There isn't anyone I'd rather go on a date with." You notice him blush slightly at your compliment. "I almost didn't recognize you when I opened the door, it's been a long time since I've seen you in civilian form." He looks down at the floor, kicking his toe against the hardwood.

"I figured you'd rather go on a date with Taishiro… not Fatgum." You couldn't help but notice his dejected tone. You take a step closer to him, reaching out and taking his hand in yours.

"Tai, I like you for you, not how fat of skinny you are." Golden eyes finally find yours, smile already returning to his lips. "You make me laugh, you and I could talk about anything for hours and I would never get bored, you give amazing hugs." You giggle and he laughs, thumb languidly running over your knuckles. "Those are the things that made me fall for you, not some silly number. Besides, fat form or not, I think you're incredibly handsome." You let out a flustered giggle at such a direct complement. He pulled you to him, arms wrapping tightly around you as his chin rested in the top of your head.

"Have I ever told you how amazing you are." He squeezes you, earning yet another laugh from your much smaller form. "Let's go have some fun, yeah?" You nod, fingers lacing with his as you leave your apartment building. The two of you made your way to what many considered the shopping district of the city, your eyes wide as you peruzed the window displays of each store. You paused in front of one shop in particular, a sexy little cocktail dress catching your attention. "You'd look great in that darlin'." You jumped slightly at Taishiro's voice right next to your ear. He saw the hesitance in your expression, knowing exactly the thought process you were going through. His hands fell on your waist, a blush immediately erupting on your cheeks. You could feel the heat radiating from his body as he remained just far enough away so as to not have his whole torso pressed against your back. "Why don't you go try it on? I'd like to see it on you." You swallowed thickly, nodding and placing your hands on top of his. He kept an arm securely around you as you headed into the store, Taishiro doing all of the talking so you wouldn't feel pressured. The sales associate inside was more than happy to help. She walked with you to the dressing rooms in the back, Taishiro making himself comfortable on one of the chairs just outside with an excited smile on his face.

"You and your boyfriend are absolutely adorable." She squeals quietly. You thanked her, the self doubt that was still flooding your mind making it hard to focus. She brought you the dress you had your eye on, helping you get zipped up before you returned to the main floor. At the first sight of you Taishiro's jaw dropped. He fumbled with his wallet, pulling out his credit card and passing it off to the sales associate.

"Tai, you really don't have to do that," you hurried over to him. "I'm not even sure if I like it." He stood, taking your hand and bringing you over to the full length mirror by the dressing rooms. He turned you so you could look at yourself, your arms immediately coming up to cross over your torso. You felt so exposed. He ran his hands up and down your sides, over every curve you felt insecure about.

"You look beautiful, sweets." He stooped down to rest his chin on your shoulder. "Is there anything I can do? I want my girl to feel as pretty as I think she looks."

"Your girl, huh?" You saw Taishiro's face flush in the reflection. You looked at yourself in the mirror again, letting your arms fall to the side. Tai's compliment didn't take away your insecurity but it definitely helped dull the sting it left in your chest. "You promise I look okay?"

"You look more than okay darlin'." He hugs you from behind. "You look perfect." The sales associate returns with a bag for your clothes that still remained in the dressing room, Taishiro convincing you to wear the dress out of the store. You tried to argue that it wouldn't go with your sneakers, but he couldn't be swayed. As you walked you reached out for his hand once more, he laced his fingers with yours eagerly. You couldn't remember the last time you had this much fun. The two of you made your way from shop to shop, giddy and laughing the entire way. Taishiro never left your side; whether the two of you were holding hands, he had an arm wrapped around your shoulders, or he was pulling you into a hug, your thoughts didn't have a chance to deviate away from the butterflies he gave you. You sat across from him at a small table in an outdoor noodle shop you had stumbled across as your day wound down. Chin resting in your hands as you watched him carry on a jovial conversation with the shop owner. You had already known, but today really cemented things for you. You were in love with him. "And she'll have the same." He turns to look at you once more with that breathtaking smile. "I hope you don't mind that I ordered for you."

"I trust your judgment on the food here." You giggle. He reaches across the table and takes your hand in his, gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

"I really wish today didn't have to end, I've had a really good time with you." His gaze lingered on your lips for just a moment, but it was enough to get you flustered. You thought about kissing this man more often than you would like to admit. Now, with him sitting here in the soft orange lantern light, the warmth of his hand mingling with your own, the thought was beginning to creep its way to the front of your mind yet again. The two of you gradually began to lean closer to each other over the table as you quietly conversed, the background buzz of the other patrons lost to you. You were startled apart by your food arriving at the table. After a delicious meal and fantastic company Taishiro walked you home, cutting through the park to spend just a little more time with him. Your intertwined hands swung between you as your conversation carried on. You both fell silent as you came across a street performer who was playing a soft melody on his guitar. Taishiro paused and looked down at you. "Would you like to dance, darlin'?"

"I would love to." You say quietly. Taishiro wraps an arm around your waist, gazing longingly into your eyes as you swayed with him in the warm night air. Crickets and frogs accompanying the instrumentals as your heart pounded in your chest. "I… really like you Tai." He smiles softly down at you, the hand on your waist giving you a gentle squeeze.

"I really like you too." His voice barely above a whisper as golden eyes remained locked with yours. You noticed him swallow thickly, tongue peeking out to wet his lips before he slowly began to inch his face closer to yours. Your eyes slid shut as his grip on your waist tightened, pulling you flush against him. It was perfect, he was perfect, his lips were hovering over yours when suddenly you were interrupted.

"Hey is that Fatgum?" You both sighed, opening your eyes you were met with the sight of an apologetic smile on his lips as his fans rushed over to him. Being a well known hero like him had its drawbacks sometimes, you had been working with him long enough that privacy could be a luxury. After some casual conversation and photos were taken the two of you continued on your way, eventually arriving at your apartment.

"Sorry bout that." He chuckles bashfully.

"It's really okay, I wouldn't want you to sacrifice your reputation with your fans just for me." You step closer to him, resting your hands on his chest. "Besides… I'm really hoping this isn't the only date we get to go on."

"Oh, don't you worry, sweets, I plan on spoiling my girl every chance I get." Your heart fluttered at him calling you his girl. He pulls you into a tight hug, neither one of you wanting to let go. As you pulled back you placed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Goodnight." He stood in front of you with a bashful expression, rocking slightly on his heels.

"Goodnight, I'll see you tomorrow." You both wave as you close your door. You let out a sigh as you kicked off your shoes, about to head out of your entry way when there was a knock at your door. You opened it to see Taishiro still standing there.

"I'm sorry… I just-" He lets out a frustrated groan as he stutters before pulling you to him. His lips crashed against yours with such passionate ferocity or caused you to stumble back, one of his arms circling around your waist, the other gripping firmly onto the doorframe to keep you both upright. Kissing Taishiro made you feel like you were floating. His lips soft and warm against yours as the entirety of him flooded your senses. The sweet, musky scent of his cologne. His hand gripping your waist as he held you as close to him as he could. His hair soft against your fingers as they tangled into it. It was probably the best kiss you had ever experienced. Your lips trailed after his as he reluctantly pulled back. A warm hand found its way to your face from the doorframe, your head still spinning from the kiss.

You stood there, wide eyed and breathless as you gazed up at him, your body hot with want. "Tai, would you like to come inside?" He responded simply by scooping you up in strong arms, pushing through the half open door and ducking his head under the doorframe as he entered your apartment. The door was closed and your back was pressed against it, Taishiro's size and strength allowing him to move your body around with ease. Your legs wrapped around his torso as he settled himself between your thighs, lips finding yours again with ease as he hungrily captured your lips with his own. A massive hand cups your jaw with an almost shocking delicacy, Taishiro's presence already beginning to overwhelm you in such a short amount of time. His thumb swipes over your cheek as he gazes down at you, his expression a mixture of lust and nerves.

"Are you sure this is okay, sweetheart?" You felt your chest swell at the care he was putting into making sure you were comfortable. You pushed your fingers through his messy blond hair.

"I'm sure." Your voice soft and small as it left you. Despite the fact that Taishiro wanted you more than anything else in the world at the moment, yet still held you so delicately, allowed you to feel safe. You knew the man before you better than anyone, and you were eager to see what kind of mind numbing pleasure he would help you experience. Your hands rest on his chest, he still scanned your features for any sign of apprehension. "I want to experience all of you Taishiro." That was all it took to send him tumbling over the edge. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he attacked your neck, lips leaving a trail of fire across your skin. You couldn't help but gasp at the feeling of his rough, calloused fingers sliding underneath the hem of your dress, successfully hiking the fabric up to your waist with ease.

"Such a pretty little thing you are darlin'." He massaged your thighs, the room filled with the chorus of small gasps and moans that fell effortlessly from your lips as he nipped and sucked dark marks onto your cleavage. "I want everyone to know you're mine after tonight sweets." You let out a surprised yelp as Taishiro dropped to his knees, throwing your legs over his shoulders and bringing him face to face with your already soaked cunt. "You like to be tossed around a little. Don't you, princess?" You bit your lip, your head connecting with the wood behind you with a full thud. Your cheeks burned, embarrassed that he managed to get you turned on so easily. Taishiro chuckles at your expression before placing soft kisses along your thigh. You squirmed in his grasp, his hot breath fanning over your exposed skin. "Be a good girl and sit still for me darlin'." You would have laughed if you weren't in such an exposing predicament. It's not like you had a choice whether or not you would sit still, Tai had his arms snaked around your thighs in a vice grip, you couldn't have escaped even if you wanted to. You whined, fingers tangling in his hair, the pet name turning you on even more. You wanted to be good for him, to have him push you over the edge of your climax over and over again until you went limp. But, even in just your day to day life, Taishiro was a tease; Rolling up his sleeves to show up his muscular forearms and hands as he perched himself just a little too close to you at your desk to read something, he was very good at getting you flustered with the simplest actions. Now was no different. Panties ripped from your body and discarded as he kissed the lower half of your body everywhere besides where you needed him to most.

"Tai," you whine his name, giving his hair a gentle tug, "please." He rested his head against your thigh, looking up at you with a smirk as he noticed just how needy you were for him. He hadn't even touched you yet and you were already coming undone before his eyes. His eyes kept you locked in place, keeping eye contact with you as he finally gave you some relief. You cried out for him, giving his hair another firm tug. You felt him smirk against you at your outburst, satisfied with your reaction. He ate you out like you were his last meal, every movement from his skilled tongue threatening to send your climax crashing over you. Your body moved on its own as you ground your soaked pussy against his face. He hums against you, glad to see you enjoying yourself. You gasped as he slipped a finger inside you, wanting to get you as prepared as possible for later. "Fuck, you're so good at this." You couldn't help but giggle, your head swimming in pure pleasure.

His thumb replaced his tongue against your clit, rubbing circles at a firm, even pace over the already sensitive nub. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." He chuckles. "Think you can keep up? You're already looking pretty fucked out sweets." You could hear the shit eating grin in his voice, your response cut off with a moan as he slipped another finger inside of you. Your cunt was already stretched around his fingers alone, you couldn't even begin to imagine what his cock would feel like inside of you. You pushed down on his fingers, strangled gasps and moans leaving your shaking frame as he inched you closer to your orgasm. "Are you going to finish for me darlin'?" You nod, biting down on your lip to try and quiet your sounds. "Eyes on me sweets, I want you to look at me while you cum." Your face burned as you locked eyes with him, your head empty aside from any command he gave you. His mouth returns to your sex, assaulting your clit with his tongue before sucking it roughly into his mouth. You screamed his name as you climaxed, your legs shaking, crushing Taishiro's head between them in the process. He places one last kiss on your clit once he finishes with you, causing you to jolt. He helps you down off of his shoulders, arms never ceasing to support you as your feet hit the cold wooden floor. "Where's the bedroom?" You attempted to start walking in its direction, your legs felt like jelly as they struggled to keep you upright. You giggled as he scooped you up in his arms again.

"It's the last door on the left." He carries you through the door, setting you gently on the bed before leaning down to kiss you, the taste of you still on his lips. He tugged at the bottom of your dress, asking your permission to fully remove it. You gave him a nervous nod in response, allowing him to peel the fabric off your body. He took in the full sight of you with a smile, you couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in his pants as he stood in front of you.

"You are so beautiful sweets." He pulled his shirt over his head. Even in his civilian form he still had the soft tummy you loved so much, the softly defined muscles of his arms and chest, he really was flawless. As he stepped out of his pants you realized you were in trouble. Taishiro's impressive length looked like it was enough to rip your small frame in two. He chuckles at the slight fear he saw in your eyes. "Don't worry darlin', I'm gonna take my time getting you ready." He was back on you in an instant, lips finding yours with ease as he carefully laid you back. His massive paw cupped your sex, slowly palming you to help you relax. You whimpered softly, grinding against him to try and get more friction. He chuckles, "not enough sweetheart?" His thumb runs languid circles against the bundle of nerves, still sensitive from your last climax you moan softly into the crook of his neck. Two fingers teased at your entrance before they pushed inside you. The intensity of being so suddenly stretched open caused you to tense, Taishiro stopped the instant he felt it. Soft kisses were placed along your neck and shoulder, "just relax princess, I got you. You doin' alright?" You nod against him, arms holding onto him as tightly as you could manage. Your muscles loosened, allowing him to fully slide his fingers inside you. You feel him start to move slowly inside of you, fingers rapidly being able to slip in and out of you with ease as they become slick with your juices. Your feverish panting and Taishiro's gentle praise broke up the silence. "Such a good girl, you take my fingers so well, sweets, you're doing such a good job." A veil of sweat now covered your skin, every small touch sent a jolt of electricity across your exposed body. Your nails dug into his back as Taishiro added a third finger. You hissed at the slight sting but urged him to keep going, it felt incredible and you didn't want him to stop. The slow thrusting of his fingers began to pick up again, everytime brushing a certain spot inside of you that numbed your mind completely. Your vision went white as your second orgasm hit you, this one even more intense than the first one. You whimpered and squirmed in his grasp. Taishiro looked down at your quivering form with bright eyes as his thumb picked up its pace on your clit.

"Taishiro, fuck!" Your fingers raked down his back, you were sure you had left marks behind but he didn't seem phased in the slightest. A second orgasm crashed into you right after the other one. You bit down on his shoulder to muffle the scream that ripped through you. He gradually slowed his pace, allowing you to come down from your high. You looked down to see his free hand pumping his massive erection. You placed a hand on his chest, letting your head fall back against the mattress as you tried to regain control of your breathing. "Lube… bottom drawer… just give me a second." You giggled through your panting. Taishiro retrieved the bottle, before he had the chance to prepare himself, you decided to help him. You placed a hand on his waist, nudging him in the direction of the bed. He says down without complaint, smirking as he watches you squirt copious amounts of lube into your palm. You gently pushed the head of his cock against your hand, he let out a low groan, his head tilting back slightly as he kept himself propped up on his elbows to watch you.

"Fuck, sweetheart. Your hands feel really good." He smiles, his flushed cheeks and blown out pupils leaving nothing to the imagination about how good you were making him feel. You pumped him slowly, a soft moan escaping his lips whenever your palm dragged over his tip. Now sufficiently lubed up, Taishiro grabbed you by your waist and tossed you onto the mattress, eliciting an excited squeal from you. "You ready darlin'?" You nodded, attempting to let your body relax as much as possible. He ran the tip of his cock along your entrance, the lube making you even more wet than you already were. He slowly eased into you, stopping at any sign of discomfort and allowing you to adjust. You leaned into his touch as he rested a hand on your cheek, groaning as he got as deep inside of you as he possibly could. You whimpered as your walls stretched around his thick length, hiding your face against him as he sat there motionless, allowing you to adjust. "I'm gonna try and move princess, stop me if it's too much." He eases himself out of you and carefully pushes back in. Placing gentle kisses against the side of your face, telling you repeatedly how good you're doing, how incredible you felt around him. Slowly the discomfort dissipated and you were filled with nothing but pure pleasure.

"Faster." You stammer out. Taishiro wasted no time on your request, gradually picking up speed until your screams of pleasure were the only sound that filled the room. He kissed you hard, the ruthless thrusting paired with his lips on yours taking your breath away. You tugged him back by his hair slightly, "I'm gunna-fuck." The words you were trying to get out were cut off by your high pitched whine, your toes curling and head spinning from how good he was making you feel.

"Me too sweetheart." His thrusts were starting to get sloppy, his intensity dropping as he neared his own climax. He quickly pulled out of you, pumping his cock as hot ropes of cum shot all over your stomach and chest. He gave you one more soft kiss l, looking lovingly into your eyes as he gently cupped your face. "How are you feeling, princess?"

You nodded, voice coming out in a horse croak as you spoke, "wonderful." Taishiro chuckles, giving you a quick peck before he stood up.

"I'll be right back, I think I saw your bathroom across the hall right?" You nodded, watching him as he disappeared only to come back a few moments later with a cloth to clean you up with. "Alright sweets, let's get you cleaned up, yeah?" He carefully ran the warm washcloth over your body, being as gentle as he possibly could as he cleaned you up. You hissed as he ran the cloth over your sex, knowing you would be incredibly sore come morning. "Sorry 'bout that sweetheart."

"It's okay, I didn't expect to walk away unscathed." The two of you shared a laugh as he discarded the cloth and crawled into bed next to you, helping you under the covers. He pulled you into his arms, you nuzzled against his chest.

"Do you, um… do you want to make things official?" He asked you nervously. You rest your chin on his chest, gazing up at him with an expression nothing short of pure adoration.

"Tai," he turned his gaze down to look at you as you said his name. "I've had feelings for you for a long time. Today was… perfect. I would go up to the roof and scream that you're my boyfriend right now if my legs would carry me there." He chuckles, running his fingers through your hair.

"Your boyfriend, huh? And you're my girlfriend." He beams down at you, you nod with a giggle. "I'd really like that." You push yourself upwards to kiss him before snuggling into his side. You drifted off in his arms that night, completely content now that he was at your side. You woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. You got yourself dressed, stretching as you wandered your way into the kitchen. Taishiro stood there in nothing but his boxers, the sight alone was enough to bring a smile to your face. You hugged him from behind, placing a kiss between his shoulder blades before laying your head against his back. "Mornin' darlin'."

"Morning." You sigh sleepily. You were about to ask him how long he'd been up when there was a frantic knock at the door. Peering out into the hallway you saw Taishiro's two sidekicks standing there with a nervous expression. "Kirishima, Amajiki, what are you two doing here?"

"Fatgum's missing, we've been trying to call him all morning, he never made it to the office-" Kirishima was cut off by their mentor appearing behind you in the doorway. "Oh-"

"I forgot to charge my phone. Smart plan coming to (Y/N)'s though, good job boys." He wraps an arm around your shoulders, the two of them absolutely dumbfounded by what they were seeing. "Come on in, I'm making breakfast."

[katsukis-sad-angel]

kirby’s kinktober (fifteen)

belly bulge//taishiro toyomitsu

warning: anatomically impossible. please suspend your disbelief, the man is 8 feet tall.

it’s lucky that Fatgum is so sweet because were he a man of less patience and kindness he could easily rip you apart.

it takes weeks of him driving you to orgasm after orgasm on his tongue and huge hands - making your tongue loll out and your eyes roll back as you twitch - just to loosen you up enough for his sweet, hot tip to scrape against your insides.

“aw buttercup.” he coos and kisses the side of your face as if he’s not opening you up to the biggest cock you’ve ever seen. “all those sweet little juices just f’r me? they look so pretty mixed up with all the pretty lube on yer hero’s cock.”

you hiccup out, barely able to talk or think at the stretch of just the first fat inch. it should be hot but it’s smothered in cool lube, a requirement in order for him to so much as think about fucking you.

“love being in your tight hole baby. you want to be the only one to ever take me all the way, my sweet girl?”

you nod with a whimper, plush sheets enveloping you from one side while his muscular frame pins you from the other, dripping sweat with a sweet smile despite the animalistic ways he’s holding you down. he makes you feel so small. “yes…fatsy, want it just for me.”

“then why don’t we make this a little easier on you.” he gets off of you and stands up, holding you like a precious doll in a way that makes you feel utterly tiny and weightless. your back against his chest, you swallow deeply.

maybe the doll comparison was apt.

he’s going to use you as a fuck toy.

you thank the gods above that he’s in his fit form, sure that the swollen tip of this size is already far too much for you.

“keep your pretty little legs open. ‘M not gonna drop ya - you just focus on sinking that pretty cunt onto this fat, fat cock and I’ll do all the work.”

honestly you don’t register a thing he says - you don’t know if it’s seconds, minutes or hours that are passing - brain and pussy both filled with the painful but utterly wondrous stretch of his monstrous cock.

that was the best word for it. monstrous. blessed with size by his quirk, taishiro was deeply afraid to hurt you but the fear melts in place of pleasure.

he can’t even tell that you’ve already cum by the time you reach the halfway point, too big to feel your tiny, stuffed cunt squeezing and shivering on him, love juices leaking down to his heavy balls which he slowly, achingly, finally slides you down to.

holy shit. you can’t think, you can’t move, you can’t breathe. (surely, you must be breathing otherwise your giant lover would have a panic attack and pull you off to shower you in aftercare - but even if you are breathing you can’t feel it.)

his tip is smushed to your cervix, a mixture of lube and precum sloppily covering the unbreachable hole. your back is arched, mouth open to scream despite nothing coming out.

you’re not even sure what would come out.

maybe something like “too big, too big, too BIG.” but even though the scary size has distended your stomach but making a curved protrusion it feels good. unspeakably, horrifyingly good. you’re a ragdoll of pleasure for and by your sweet, sweet husband.

“y’look so cute, my sweet treat. oh.”

his eyes light up with a torturously erotic look. “someone’s tummy can’t take it, huh? can ya tell where i am?” he teases, knowing your mind left the second he sank into you.

“tell me where I am, gumdrop.” you let out a warble, choked sob of a moan, uncontrollable tears on your cheeks. you can’t even say your own name.

“oh? need help pretty girl. ‘m right…” he traces the bulge in your tummy with his finger, landing and pressing his hand onto the outline of his creamy, ultra-thick tip

“here.” he chuckles, a bright golden smile beaming down on you as you lose it completely - shaking and squirting at the pressure in your stomach.

he doesn’t slide you off, letting you cockwarm like a living fleshlight, basking in the satisfaction.

“you did good, cutie pie. can’t wait to see how you cum if I actually start moving next time.”

#frothing

[katsukis-sad-angel]

Mhmm but since I’m on the road for a minute just gonna throw a bone for thoughts of…

cw: amab!/afab! reader • NSFW • dom/top! F/O! • sex toy usage • fluff—

TOYS—

You who is acting incredibly nervous as you ask them if it’s okay to use your little vibrator or cock ring while pleasuring them with your mouth.

You who is prepared for backlash because past relationships/the internet/society has taught you that something is wrong with you if you can’t cum from penetrative sex alone.

You who is shocked by their warm or even eager positive response of: “Oh of course you can play with yourself baby, get yourself nice and wet/hard for me.”

You who comes to regret showing your favorite toy/s because now it becomes their favorite/s too.

You who ends up tied on your back, cute gag in your mouth while you writhe in overstimulated pleasure and agony as they use that exact toy to torture you all while cooing sweetly. “You’re doing so good baby, looking so pretty for me. Does it feel good? It looks like it does.”

You who is screaming their name on repeat, like a broken record, while they slam their cock/strap into you while using that exact toy to play with you. Chuckling while you try to plead for mercy or get away from it all but being unable to. “Poor thing, I thought you wanted to play with your toy? S’too much? No baby, I think it’s not enough yet—,”

You who ends up with more toys for them to torture and play with you than you bargained for. They’re pulling new gadgets out all the time, shocking you silly and all too happy to test each one individually and in combination on you.

You who finds comfort in expressing yourself more freely and communicating your needs and wants just as they planned because they know rejection or aversion to you expressing these things to them will only cause you to further deny the most basic necessities for a healthy relationship ★彡

Cute dividers drawn by @benkeibear

#frothing

[katsukis-sad-angel]

As a fellow anorgasmia baddie, i get the frustration and I loved this take!!

Day 11: Anorgasmia

Taishiro Toyomitsu x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: inability to cum/orgasm denial, minor degrading

(this is absolutely me writing about my own struggles, so I will understand if this flops big time.)

You have tried for years to make yourself cum. But no matter how much lead up, prep, toys, positions, or relaxation techniques you try, your body refuses to give you release. The pleasure builds and builds before being let go in a dull flop. Because of this, you grew convinced that there was something wrong with you. That you had a broken vagina. It definitely caused some major issues when it came to becoming intimate with a partner. Which is how you ended up here. Months into a relationship with a loving and generous pro hero, and still a virgin. Slowly, as the relationship grew more serious, you desperately wanted to go further with him. His wide smile only grows when you bring it up.

"Oh! Sugar you mean it!? I can't wait to have you cumming on my tongue!" His eyes light up with pure joy, but your heart drops. You were going to disappoint him when he realizes that is never going to happen. When you don't match his excitement, he is quick to question you about it. "Are you sure this is something you are ready for? I've told you I don't mind waiting, so don't feel like you have to do this for my sake." His large hand rests on your thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

Just feeling his hand so close to you makes your cunt throb. You have to tell him. Keeping this from him won't make anything better. And pretending it's not a thing won't make you cum. "Taishiro... I have this thing... Where no matter what I do, I've never been able to have an orgasm... So please don't blame yourself. I promise that I can feel and enjoy all the stimulation. But I just can't have a pleasurable orgasm." As you ramble out your explanation, you don't notice a flash of sadism behind his eyes.

His strong arms keep your thighs spread wide open, his mouth latches onto your cunt as your slick coats his chin and cheeks. Your hands are tangled in his hair, begging pathetic. Though you aren't sure what it is you are begging for. He has set a torturous pattern of circling your clit and fucking you with his tongue until just before the dull release. You are only given a few moments of rest before he starts back up again. Truthfully, you aren't sure how long it has been. Minutes? Hours? Who knows. But he shows no sign of stopping.

During one of his brief breaks, his eyes lock on yours. "I don't think you could be any more perfect if you tried. Your pussy is the best thing I've ever tasted. And to find out that you'll never cum? Oh sugar. Do you know what that means? It means I can bring you right to the edge over and over again and you can't stop me. You can't cum anyway. So why give you that extra flick of my tongue? It would just end with a sad ache. Instead I can just keep doing this. You'll be dripping this delicious juice for me all the time." His golden eyes had gone dark. "You'll be so desperate for you all the time. Soon enough you'll be begging me to stuff every inch of my cock into you."

#oh wow #hot damn #ilovemesomedeliciousfatgumporn

[katsukis-sad-angel]

virgin call

Incubus!Dabi x fem!Reader

⇢ word count: roughly 5.7K

⇢ plot: unknowingly, you summon an Incubus. Just smut, no plot.

⇢ warnings: 18+, minors DNI, the reader is a bit under the influence of incubus aphrodisiacs, oral (m receiving), throat bulge, deep throatpie, oral (f receiving), size kink, belly bulge, cum kink, breeding (kink), loss of virginity, mentions of blood, kind of consensual unprotected sex (maybe dubcon)  an*l sex, overstimulation, multiple creampies, double-dick

⇢ personal note: it just came over me because an anon mentioned this… thank you! 

Thanks to @/blankexpressions-and-falsefires for being my beta again– you're my writing-soulmate! 😘

Your attempt at conjuring a spirit went– let's just say, it was pretty unspectacular. After having set up everything, and singing the summoning chant—

—nothing happened. 

So here you find yourself kneeling on the floor, trying to scratch the spilled wax off the cheap linoleum tiles with your chalk and salt-stained fingers. The only thing spectacular about this summoning is the mess it had produced.

If only you had summoned a cleaning spirit.

You sigh. It is just another sign pointing to your miserable life. This project has been a disaster– like everything else in your life. You have no friends, can't keep a single plant alive in your apartment, only have a low-paying job as a cashier and—

—you're still a virgin at age 22. 

So much for not being pathetic. 

You exhale in frustration, finally managing to clean up everything and pull the faded rug back into its place.

After disposing of the remnants of your failed invocation, you take a quick shower and go to bed. Turning off the light of the crooked bedside lamp, you sink your head onto your pillow and close your eyes.

So precious. I want to make you mine.

You sit up in bed, taking several heaving breaths, sleep still fogging your brain as the echoes of that voice continue to linger in your ears. Confusion washes over you as you come to realize that it's night and you are in your room, having just woken from a dream.

So sweet—

That low sultry voice speaks again, close to your ear– and you jolt. You swear you can feel the warmth of a breath on your skin. You spin, panic rising in your stomach. Yet, as you look around you, the full moon outside only casts its dim light on the scarce pieces of furniture that you own. 

There is no one in the room with you and no evidence that there ever has been. Still, you swear you heard a voice. After your beating heart calms down again, you convince yourself that it was just a vivid illusion, caused by your earlier attempts at spiritualism. You lay down, tucking yourself in again for the night, until sleep finally takes over.

It starts like feathers on your skin, traveling up your exposed arms, your inner thighs. It makes you squirm in your sheets when more of them trail up your naked stomach, tracing the fullness of your breasts before grazing your hardening nipples. They feel like fingers, dozens of them, sliding over your body, making you squirm in your bed, an unknown heat starting to settle in your core. 

The fingers are reaching for you, their tips ghosting over the skin of your naked body. These sensations take over your mind when they start running over the points of your body that are most sensitive, concentrating their effort on heightening your growing pleasure. You feel wetness pool in your underwear, dripping down your thighs. 

You can barely process these sensations, your mind lagging, clouded. All these fingers on your skin– you are overwhelmed by how good it feels, each touch more intense than the next. They graze over your nipples again, perking them into sensitive little nubs while you get wetter and wetter. It is so much that the pleasure converges, sparks starting to ignite in your core. 

The fingers continue to touch — so eager on your skin, heightening every little jolt of pleasure. A little shock runs down your spine and you whimper. This feels too real as if it isn't a dream at all. You are so close. If only a few more minutes—

Do you want to cum?

The voice is there again. Too taken up by pleasure, your mind is starting to float somewhere above your body, far away. You writhe and gasp between moans, “Yes.”

The voice chuckles. The fingers intensify their ministrations and you arch. 

What will you do for me to fulfill this wish?

You are succumbing to a fog of heavy desire. Before your pleasure peaks into a white-hot light, you scream, “Everything!”

You wake up, a thin sheen of sweat covering your body, the afterglow of your orgasm still rippling through you, making your soaked pussy throb. Your heart is pounding loudly in your ears

Yet, not solely from the pleasure– it's also from the feeling that something is off.

A dark, silky voice breaks through the darkness– the same voice that spoke to you in your dreams.

"Did you enjoy that?"

Your eyes widen, the mental fog clinging to you slowly dissipating. As they adjust to the darkness, you see him standing at the side of your bed. He is strikingly handsome, sensually carnal. His great black wings unfurl and span the width of your small apartment. Patches of gnarled purple skin adorning his face and body are complemented in color by horns protruding from the top of his head, nestled amidst inky black windstrewn hair.

But his most breathtaking feature isn't the wings or the horns. It is his piercing blue eyes that seem to glow in the darkness. The intensity of his gaze sends a shiver up your spine. That and the fact that he is–

–completely and shockingly naked.

Your gaze drops instantly, yet not without having peeked at his massive flaccid cock, hanging heavy and thick between his thighs.

He tilts his head down at you imperiously, his lips upturning in a mockery of a smile. "Like what you see?"

You gasp and blink, trying to ignore the rising blush on your face. He steps closer, smirking down at you, looking every bit sinful. He radiates such sexual confidence that it has you taking shallow breaths, chills of pleasure arise in your body as wetness resumes pooling in your underwear. 

Propping yourself up on your elbows, you try to ignore your body's reaction, mumbling dazedly. "Who are you?"

He tilts his head, drawing attention to the set of horns on his head. You stare as piercing blue eyes take you in. "You summoned me, sweetheart. You should know."

His seductive, low voice surrounds you, floats through you, and seeps into your brain.

"I w-what?" You ask, dumbly. 

He just smirks. It takes you a moment to realize what he is saying. But then it hit you.

The conjuring.

"I didn't think that—" Blinking slowly, you stare at him. "I mean, I wanted to summon a spirit— not a demon."

“You don’t even know what you’ve invoked, do you, little human?” He purrs, his husky voice so pleasing to hear.

“N-no,” you admit.

He moves faster than you anticipate, the mattress dipping under his weight as he suddenly hovers above you. 

"Sweetheart, when a virgin is calling a spirit, you know there's only one creature answering her calls." His face aligns beside yours, his lips brushing the rim of your ear as he whispers, "An incubus."

Your heart races a million miles a minute as you clench your thighs to suppress the throb between them.

"And now that I am here," he straightens up and grins down at you devilishly, "I'll have you take responsibility for stirring up a thirsty one."

The way his voice sounds through you causes your core to pound with pleasure. Goosebumps rise on your skin and even more wetness pools in your panties. A sinful moan rips from your mouth as he chuckles, low and seductive. 

“What is happening to me?” You ask.

“You're in the presence of an incubus. Your body is reacting–" He tilts his head, deep azure irises tracing the features of your face. “Cause it knows it's mine."

“It's– I'm not…" you whisper, clenching your thighs in an attempt to keep the heat at bay.

"Aw, little thing," A low chuckle rumbles through his chest. "There's nothing you can do about it.”

You slowly scramble backward in an attempt to get away from him– until suddenly you can't go any further and your back is pressed against the headboard. 

His smirk never breaks as the demon moves, one large, claw-tipped hand closing in on you. You inhale sharply as it hooks under the seam of your shirt, pulling it down and taut– before you hear the fabric rip. His claws keep slicing your shirt to pieces across your front, making your breasts spill out.

"You will only come for me," he muses, "on my cock, from now on."

Oh god… 

You have no thoughts, the chill of the cool air drifting over your skin making your nipples bud up. You suck in a sharp breath, another surge of heat rippling through your body.

"I fulfilled my part of the bargain, now it's your turn—” his eyes rake down your body like a caress, stopping at the point where your legs converge. "You will be bred, filled with my seed."

Despite the ominous threat, you can't help a moan from bubbling up your throat, your pussy throbbing at his words. 

“I-I don't want that!” You stammer, swallowing thickly.

“Oh doll, your body is telling me otherwise.” he chuckles, deep blue eyes twinkling. “You're aroused just by the thought of it. I can smell your slick, feel the heat of your cunt.”

Oh boy is he right.

He moves close and, looking down at you, leans forward, one hand supporting his weight on the side of your body while the other traps your jaw underneath his clawed fingers, propping it up, forcing you to make eye contact with him. The sharp horns crowning his head loom over you and block out the dim light of the moon, making the demon's eyes gleam. 

"You will beg–" You can see his azure irises swirl, drawing you in, "–beg me to fill you up, over and over again."

At his words, the ache in your core grows even more intense. Your pussy pulses with desire, releasing another surge of slick. You feel it dripping out and down your ass while he chuckles deeply.

"N-No—" You lie– obviously.

An unreadable expression crosses his face, then he gives you a wicked smirk before he dips down, hovering his mouth over yours.

"Oh, you will…" You can feel his hot breath fanning your lips, seeping into your lungs like an aphrodisiac.

You inhale deeply, his scent intoxicating. It has your blood buzzing in your veins and brings a pleasurable fog rolling into your head until it spins. Your pupils start to dilate, the heat inside your core burns unlike anything you have ever felt before and a deep moan erupts from you. Totally delirious, you can't stop the drool from spilling past the corners of your mouth, your core getting wetter by the second. 

You realize that you want this– you want this so badly. His presence, his scent, his voice… all about him just makes you feel pleasure– yet you want to feel more than that. You want to feel everything. It's then you know that he owns you.

“Please…" you moan.

"Please what?" Knowingly, his soft lips brush yours, sending fiery-hot sparks through your body.

"Please pleasure me." You sob, desperately.

He sits back on his heels, smirking, the cock between his thighs now fully erect. You blink as you stare at it. It is huge, the thick crown of it a reddish hint, leaking so much precum, it trickles down its underside, dripping onto the sheets.

“Come here.” He crooks his fingers.

Part of you wants to fight it– the pull you feel toward him. But your body reacts on its own, crawling –no– gravitating toward him without conscious thought. He palms the erection standing proud and stiff between his legs while watching you from above, eyes heavy with lust. His free hand rises to wrap around your throat. 

“Open.” He demands, the other hand holding the base of his thick cock.

Obediently, you open your mouth, sticking out your tongue. The head of his cock, hot and heavy, slips between your lips and sits thick on your wet muscle. 

“Close.” He growls and you do, wrapping your lips around him. 

The incubus' scent is intoxicating down here, the taste of his precum delicious and salty. Without conscious thought, your eyes flutter shut as your tongue swirls around his cockhead, greedily dipping into the slit. 

The demon grits his teeth, baring his canines. His hands go to the sides of your head, long fingers tangling into your hair to shove you down his shaft. A whine rips from your throat and you gag the first time his cock touches the back of your throat.

“Suck it,” he commands, tilting his head.

You raise your hazy eyes, misted by tears, to see the demon staring down at you with hungry eyes while his hips start to move forward and back slowly, restlessly.

He's gentle, yet commanding and you love it. You've never felt so wanted or needed. With your lips coated in a mixture of precum and spit, he starts thrusting forward harder now, his clawed hands holding you in place. Each time you sink even further down on his cock, swallowing every inch that fits into you. 

He goes deeper with each thrust, making sure his size hits the back of your throat every time. And even though you're being painfully stretched, all you feel is pleasure, delicious and intense, and a pooling between your legs. Still, the incubus gazes down at you with a frown, despite your best efforts.

“You can do better,” he coaxes. "Relax."

With that, he bucks his hips forward, holding them there, as you gag and sputter around his length. His grip on your hair tightens, and with a final desperate breath of air, you relax your jaw and his cock slips into your throat with ease.

“Such a good girl,” the demon purrs as your nose grazes the unruly patch of hair at the base of his cock, your throat bulging.

Tears spill down your cheeks as he starts moving again, the wet slap of his constant thrusting filling the otherwise quiet room. 

With his slow yet steady rhythm, you get used to his length sliding into you, learning how to breathe despite his intrusion. 

“You’re taking me so well.” His brilliant turquoise eyes gaze down at you, your throat tightening around him at his praise.

Your lips stretch around the thick girth of his cock while warm spit dribbles from your mouth and covers your chin, building a sticky mess at the base of his cock. Your fingers grasp uselessly at his thigh while he uses you to chase his high. In that moment, he, his scent, and his heat become your very essence.

Looking up at him from beneath wet lashes, you distantly feel his thrusts becoming more erratic, turning into a rough grinding in your mouth, when he orders. “Now, swallow.” 

It takes one, two thrusts before he stills, the obscene bulge in your throat proof of how deep he is buried inside of you. You don't taste it, just feel him spill his hot seed down your throat. His cock continues to twitch, unloading into you, filling your belly until you feel it stretch obscenely.

“Take it like the good girl you are," he purrs, "Take all of my cock.”

You obediently do, struggling not to gag around him, trying to take short shallow breaths through your nose.

Eventually, his cock slides heavily out of you, leaving a glistening string of saliva and cum connecting you. Sputtering and coughing, you try to catch your breath. The demon looks at you before one hand comes up to cradle your head, the other brushing soothingly over your hair. “You've done so well for me, little human.”

His thumb trails over your chin, wiping the drool off before he dips down, kissing your cheeks, lapping up all the salty tears that wet your face.

"Ah– virgin tears are so delicious," the incubus croons. 

You let out a soft sob, leaning into his touch before he retreats, taking you in with glowing blue eyes and you shiver at the hunger you see in them.

Without warning, his mouth crashes on yours, hungry and demanding. He knows what he's doing– devouring your lips– and you can't help but moan, making his hot wet tongue slip into your mouth. The fire in you keeps burning as you lean into him, his lips dancing against yours. One hand raises to the side of your face, his fingers curl into your hair, angling your face to meld your lips deeper against his. He kisses with so much fervor now that he almost consumes you. You shudder against his kiss, your mind heavily clouded and you moan into his mouth, making him groan. He releases you, pulling back.

“Fuck, you’re too delicious." His eyes glow bright, filled with lust. "Now, it's time to fill you up, my little human." 

His palm lays flat on your chest and he pushes you back until you drop on the mattress. He eyes your heaving breasts hungrily before leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth, sucking harshly, then soothing over it with his tongue. 

“Oh God,” You let out a choked breath, half delirious.

"You can just call me Dabi." The demon chuckles against your skin, his scorching tongue swirling around your nub.

He casts you a darkly amused look and continues his ministrations until you are a writhing mess underneath him. Slithering down your body, his large hands grip your thighs and shove them further apart. He nuzzles your inner thighs, closing his eyes to inhale the scent of your arousal.

“Doll, who knew– you're at your peak.” His dark eyes rise to your face and he gives you a sharp smile. “My seed is gonna take perfectly.”

You pant heavily as he hooks a claw through the top of your panties and, pulling down,  slices the fabric open, his eyes drifting to your exposed cunt. Dabi licks his lips and with a pleased purr, he bends his head, sliding his raspy tongue along your folds. It's hot and wet, as he gathers your slick on it, tasting your reaction to him before he fastens his mouth over it to suck at your soaked pussy.

You nearly keen off the bed, mouth falling open in a gasp of shocked pleasure, writhing in his firm grip. Dabi keeps tasting you, licking from the source of your heat all the way up to your clit, sucking your tender bud into his mouth as you squirm on the bed. 

You whimper and squeeze your eyes shut– but all of a sudden, the sensation is gone, replaced by a sharp sting as Dabi spanks your clit. 

“Eyes on me, doll,” the demon growls, baring his teeth.

Your eyes instantly shoot open, not wanting to disappoint– and a satisfied smirk spreads across his face.

"Good girl," he intones huskily, running his hand soothingly over your hips.

His voice is lust-saturated, sending hot arousal pooling in your gut, making your body thrum with need. It is a feeling you've never felt before. His eyes never leave yours as he drags the flat of his tongue up and down your core before nibbling and sucking at your over-sensitive nub. His palms trail up your sides to cup your breasts, squeezing them, like he's anchoring himself. Taking your nipples between his claw-tipped fingers, he rolls them between them, as he starts alternating between sucking and lapping at your swollen clit. 

You are so overstimulated, the pleasure you feel a mix of ecstasy and agony. You sob and beg– yet your pleas go ignored. Dabi continues eating you out, sending desire running down your spine and pooling in your core. You start bucking into his face, needing more of this. Then a white heat flares up in your core and your thoughts are cut off by the force of your orgasm. You can't stop your eyes from rolling to the back of your skull, your mouth hanging open in a silent moan as the blinding pleasure rips through your body like lightning. The incubus pulls back to look down at the mess he made of you, how you lay below him, your body slick with sweat. Pleasure still rolls through your limbs, fogging your brain and vision and you barely register the demon as he hovers above you, 

"I'm gonna fuck you until my cock is the only thing you can think of." His words send shivers up your spine.

You can't suppress it, your body wants just one thing– him. Your legs fall open, sinfully, and he slowly slots his body between your thighs, a claw-tipped hand running affectionately over your hair. He dips down, eagerly latching his lips on the pulsating vein on your neck, and pleasure floods your limbs, making it seep out of you. You feel his warmth pressed against you as he starts to gather your essence on his shaft. He grinds his hard dick against your swollen folds, mixing it with the copious amounts of precum that leak from his tip. 

“This pussy– this body– they are mine,” he growls against your skin. "I'm gonna breed you now, claim you as mine." 

"Dabi, please—" you sob, writhing in heat below him., "I-I can't."

"Yes, you can, my little human," he looks down at you with cerulean-colored eyes, "And you will."

A moan breaks from your lips, becomes a shudder as the pleasure intensifies with him thrusting along your folds now, spreading precum all over you. The endorphins flooding your system heighten your desires, overwhelming your doubts, and the urge to have his massive cock deep inside you becomes unbearable. 

As if he can read your mind, he purrs, lazily, “Want my cock?”

"Yes please–" you whine, needily. 

"How badly?" His voice is seductive, low, and husky.

"I need it!" It feels like you're burning up inside.

You gasp heavily when his hands sneak around your hips, pulling you up to align his throbbing cock at your entrance.

Dabi's smoldering blue eyes snap up to meet yours. "Are you ready to be bred?"

Part of you still screams no, yet your body desires otherwise. Your core is dripping, the sheets below you soaked. Your skin is hot, sweaty, and sensitive– and it feels like molten lava flows through your veins. You need him inside of you. It feels like a deeply seeded instinct to have this man– this demon– fill you up. Through teary eyes, you look at him. Dabi is so incredibly breathtaking– his chiseled features and captivating aura, his piercing blue eyes that are trained on you. 

"Please, fuck me." You sob deliriously. "Fill me up."

"Good girl." The demon chuckles, his posture dominating as he begins pushing his hips forward.

The bulbous head of his dick presses against your passage before it pops in. You cry out, the stretch of his girth immense. Dabi quickly hits resistance but with another quick roll of his hips, it gives. Your cries turn into desperate moans as the demon keeps shoving himself further inside, slowly disappearing inside of you, inch by inch. His massive cock spreads you apart, forcing your walls outward. The stretch feels amazing and you can't stop yourself from succumbing to the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure all in one. The second he bottoms out, you almost pass out.

"Ah– virgin pussy is simply the best," he groans, watching how your eyes roll back, his cock outlined in your tummy as your pussy keeps quivering around him.  

After a few much-needed moments for you to adjust to his size, he pulls out. He looks down watching how his cock comes out, covered in your slick mixed with the color of crimson. Nudging the tip at your entrance, he spears into you with one swift thrust and you cry out again. The sudden sensation of being filled sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body. He’s so big, so long and thick– the feeling so intense. The demon smirks at your reaction and starts to thrust into you now, drawing sweet cries of pleasure from your mouth as you writhe beneath him. 

“Such a fine cunt.” he inhales a sharp breath from between gritted teeth. “All mine.”

Your pussy is dripping onto his dick, lubricating it as he fucks you– hard, deep strokes that bring you closer and closer. You keep tightening up around him with each move, pleasure and pain wrecking your body and mind. 

Dabi’s face moves close to yours, as he stares at you with lust and hunger, a predatory smirk on his lips that makes your belly churn. Every thrust is so delicious, amazing. You want more. Your incubus keeps whispering dirty nothings about breeding you, punctuating his words with powerful thrusts, all while his essence keeps sloshing around in your belly. 

It's so obscene—

—yet so good.

He’s still sneering down at you when the tension builds up so high that you can’t take it anymore. It bursts, sending waves of pleasure shooting through you. Dabi continues to pound into you, your eyes rolling back, your walls clenching up around his cock again.

The incubus hisses, feeling you tighten around him. He keeps pleasuring your puffy cunt, balls slapping against your butt every time he sinks in, impossibly deep. The grip on your hips tightens, sharp claws digging into your flesh, piercing through skin until small drops of blood appear. But you're too out of it to feel pain– you just feel bliss.

Lifting your ass, his cock starts stroking along a spot inside of you that has your vision turn white. Dabi seems delirious as he stares down at where you both are connected. The wet sounds of him drilling into your pussy fill the room as he keeps impaling you on his cock over and over again. The little brain you have left working properly knows you’re a mess below him— drool running down your cheeks, tears cascading down your temples, dampening the pillow beneath you. And yet here he is, smirking down at you with no sign of exhaustion at all. It's quite the opposite to you– he seems to glow, a blue aura surrounding him that seems to flicker around his body and wings like caressing flames.

His hands slide to your thighs, pushing your legs back against your shoulders. You feel him slide his cock insanely deep, deeper than before– in a way that didn't seem possible. Each stroke into your convulsing hole is more intense, pouring more overwhelming sensations into your body. You’re moaning obscenely, with your insides stuffed impossibly full. 

"I'm going to cum, precious." He warns. "Gonna fill you up. Are you ready?"

"Yes!" You moan needily.

"Yes, what?" He asks again.

"Come inside of me," you gasp for breath, struggling to think clearly, "Fill me up and breed me!"

"Good girl." He growls sensuously, sultry and low. "Gonna fuck my seed into you—"

He thrusts deeply one more time, and you shatter into a million pieces. Your pussy clamps down on his length almost painfully, milking him, and the incubus hisses. His wings extend fully, spanning the width of your small apartment bedroom as he throws his head back in ecstasy. His cock seems to swell before he releases rope after rope of his thick hot cum into your waiting womb. 

"Ah yes," he groans. "Take it all— carry my offspring."

You hear his words but they're drowned by your pleasure, unable to comprehend the consequences of them. You are too far gone, head lolling and drool dripping from your mouth. Dabi stays buried inside you, copious amounts of cum pooling out at the base of his cock. The blue glow emanating from his body intensifies from all of the energy he's drained from you. You feel him, still hard, still ready for more and it sends sparks shooting in your brain.

"That's gotta do it," your incubus leans down to whisper against your ear, "But better to be safe than sorry, right?"

And with that, Dabi grabs you by your hips and flips you over. One hand clutches your neck to press your head into the sheets, the other lifts your ass up. Between one heartbeat and the next, he is looming over you. In your lust-fogged mind, you feel the heat of not just one but two dicks as he rubs them along your seam, coating himself in the ample mixture of your slick and his release. 

"W-what…" you murmur, exhausted, face half buried in your sheets.

"Didn't know incubi could change form, huh?" He intones and you feel the pressure at your holes increase.

"Dabi—" you whine and try to wiggle your ass away from him. "It won't fit—"

He grips your hips, holding you in place, dwarfing you in your attempt to get away from him. Your breathing stutters as you tense up.

"Shh, doll, it's ok," Dabi soothes in his deep voice. It causes your pussy to quiver in anticipation despite the fear lacing your mind.

He dives forward, his canines grazing against the supple skin of your neck before he shifts closer to your ear and whispers, "Relax and give yourself to me."

At his words, you allow yourself to loosen up and he begins to press himself against you in earnest. With a grunt, he breaches your virgin asshole while his lower cock slides into your gaping pussy. You cry out in an exquisite mix of pleasure and pain and your hips flex in his hold. He holds you there, keeps you stretched around the fattest part of his cockhead, while you bite into your bedsheets, tears breaching your lash line. 

Slowly, you get used to the stretch and the pain gradually changes into something else, something more pleasurable. Then, with one swift thrust, he drives himself fully into you, sheathing his two cocks into you at once. It sends tremors throughout your body before another rush of endorphins hits you like a wave. It's unlike anything you've ever felt before, and you moan his name as he withdraws and pushes into you again. 

Dabi sets a demanding pace, and all you can do is fist the sheets as he rides you, pumping both dicks into you with vigor. The way he fills you feels obscene, his two cocks hitting you so deep. He's hitting spots that feel more amazing than anything you've felt before. You can feel the pressure building inside you and arch, pushing back into him. His pace quickens, and he fucks you with such force the bed creaks. This would normally concern you– if your brain were properly functioning.  

"Your holes feel so perfect, little one," he groans, as he pulls out and drives into you again, hard, turning your whimpers into broken moans. "The best ones I've ever had–"

Your brain is shut down, little hiccups escaping you as your body moves solely on instinct. On lust. Another gush of slickness gets you even wetter, the messy slick sounds of your holes sucking him in echoing through the room. His hands close in on your neck, pressing you down as he pumps into you, your ass clenching around him as your pussy tightens around his cock. Your cheeks burn, your mouth opens in a silent moan and in the back of your head, you feel a powerful orgasm building.

"I'm gonna cum, doll." Dabi groans.

He lightly circles your swollen clit with the tip of his clawed finger, pushing you beyond a point you've never been before. With his next thrust, you feel your core convulse with a force unbeknown to you. Your mouth opens in a silent cry, no longer able to speak as the pressure throbbing between your legs releases and you feel yourself come undone. Clear liquid gushes from your core and drips onto the sheets below. Dabi lets out a low growl when he reaches his climax, driving himself in to the hilt, pumping his cum into your pussy and asshole. Your belly starts pudging outwards as his burning hot release floods your insides and you topple over the edge yet again, your holes milking his cocks for all their seed. His pace staggers and slows until eventually, he pulls out, glancing down to scrutinize the mess dripping out of your two holes onto the drenched mess of your bed sheets.

"I have to admit," he pants, the corners of his lips quirking up, "You're the best I've ever had."

He finalizes his statement with another solid plow forward. 

For the rest of the night, the incubus plays with your body, making you cum until you lose count of how many times he shattered your world. Your holes are left creamy and white from every load he unleashes into you. Your eyes are stuck permanently in the back of your head from the constant pleasure wrecking your body. Your brain is non-functional, and your body is completely and utterly overwhelmed by the sheer number of times you came. The sun is just beginning to rise when he finally retreats and you slump bonelessly onto the bed, your entire body aching. The sheets beneath you are drenched with your sweat and your combined release. Dabi watches you intently, alternating between stroking your hair and your cheek. His wings come to shelter your body, their warm leathery skin gently caressing your form. 

"You did well for me, little one." Leaning over you, his lips brush your ear as he croons seductively into your ear, "I think, I will take you with me. I sense that my seed has taken and I can’t bear to part with such a perfect little human."

You should be upset over these final words, retaliate against their implications. Yet all you feel is drowsiness and absolute bliss. Being filled with his warm essence, your lips pull up into a soft, satisfied smile and your eyes slip closed, exhaustion finally taking over.

thank you for reading! comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

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bday boi 🎈 Leather jacket Dabi or Cardigan Touya? 

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Katsuki has the scar 😭

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Dynamy but make it about kiribaku bc i can

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I am obsessed with him tbh.