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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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Could I request a Shoji smut with a fem reader? Perhaps it’s their first time and it starts with accidental intercrural sex?

Yes! Thanks for the ask! I had to look up what intercrural sex was- which was funny. I typed it in and clicked on the wrong video and from that discovered that the pizza man with his dick in a hulled out pizza box is actually a real thing- which is hilarious!

Hope this does it for ya!

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Words: 2300 Characters: Mezo Shoji x Fem Reader Spice: Spicy AF Warnings: Filthy Language, Smut, NSFW, basically erotica

Characters are aged up, Fic below the cut

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CARE FOR A SWIM?

The trees loom darkly over the fiery backdrop of the setting sun, chirping crickets echo through the sweltering cave like a quickened pulse. Sweat beads on your neck as you secure the last branch on your makeshift shelter.

Not that you need a shelter inside a cave, but you are bored shitless waiting for Shoji’s return.

You plop down on the leafy bed and fall back to stare at the rocky ceiling.

“It’s too fucking hot for a fire...Should I snuff it out?”

You huff and turn from the flames, straining your ears for signs of approaching footsteps.

“Nah, he should be back any minute now…” He won’t complain if he returns to an empty fire pit. Hell, he might even be grateful for another task- but you couldn’t bring yourself to burden him.

You reach up to smooth your frizzy hair.

“Damn humidity.” Nature refuses to cut you any breaks.

Not a full day passed since your class was divided into teams of two and dropped in isolated areas to implement your survival course knowledge.

Your heart pounds. A full week alone with Shoji?

A hot blush stains your cheeks and your mind dives straight into the gutter. Erotic ways to pass time pop into your brain like perverse little gifts.

Sexy thoughts aside, you and your partner were miles in the right direction for your survival course.

Shoji found a shallow cave overlooking a picturesque stream and you built a fire and a few creature comforts for the both of you. The two of you are a good team, and you couldn’t be more pleased with the pairing. Leaning up you take in your work with a smile.

You were eager to please Shoji, being left at the cave while he left for water felt far more domestic than it should have. Clearing the floors of stones sucked but you managed to build a wind barrier, shelter, and a makeshift bed.

A single bed.

You lept from your seat, humidity, and embarrassment heating your skin. You check that the fire is contained and abandon the cave for some fresh air.

Gathering enough for another bed would be a bitch.

You huff, yanking off your top and tossing it in the cave. Lifting your arms you wait for a breeze to slide across your damp flesh.

The air is stagnant.

You stand for an awkward moment in nothing but your shorts and bra, the heavy air clinging to your limbs like sticky film.

“This fuckin’ heat!”

The heat of the flame warps the cave interior, daring you to return to its hellish confines.

You purse your lips, glaring at the cave entrance.

“Yeah, no…” Aren't caves supposed to be cold? Nature was certainly fucking with you.

With Shoji due back any minute you weren't worrying about leaving the small flame unattended.

You crunch through the leaves and rock, making your way toward the far end of the pond in search of privacy.

You notice a steep slope covered in bushes and clusterings of trees sectioning off a part of the pond, it wasn’t ideal but it would work for some cover.

You made a mental note to make a bathing screen in your free time as you trudged to the edge of the slope. Using branches to steady your descent, you silently slide down the slope towards the pond.

“Y/n..” You stiffen at your name, grip white-knuckling on the thin branch supporting you. You ease forward, peeking over the shrubbery to find Shoji reclining against a boulder below.

Your lips pursed to call his name but words fail you.

Soaking in the pond with his head tilting back against the rock, Shoji was a snack and your eyes ate him up. Those delicious muscles damp and glistening in the fading light set your heart pounding.

A light splashing draws your attention and you find ripples radiating from Shoji, the muscles of his thick arm jumping.

Oh, shit!

Your brows rose into your hairline, you didn’t have to see his front to know he was touching himself.

A pity you couldn’t see into the depths of the water.

Picturing him gripping his swollen cock, working himself into a frenzy with your name on his lips set your legs to trembling and heat coiling in your belly.

Shoji groanes your name a second time, his voice thick and needy. You lick your lips, trailing your hand down your stomach to undo the button on your shorts. You ease your hand into your panties towards your throbbing clit.

Every grunt and moan from Shoji brings you closer to your own pleasure, guilt flushes your cheeks but you can’t look away. You have never felt so dirty- or so turned on.

Biting your lip you lean forward, dead set on a better look at your partner-

SNAP!

“Oh, SHIIIT-”

The world spins faster than you can react.

The branch flies from your hand and you tumble towards the water like a heavy stone, twigs, and grass thwacking you as you go. The water rushes forward and you brace for impact.

This is going to hurt.

Pressure hits your stomach with a wet thwack as you are plucked from the air like a leaf on the wind to slam against Shoji’s broad frame.

The momentum of the catch sends Shoji careening back then overcorrecting, falling forward.

You land hard on your stomach, your hands and breasts squelch into the muddy bank.

Shoji’s large body lands on you and breath leaves you in a woosh, you flail about in the mud before the crushing pressure abates and you find yourself caged in by Shoji’s many arms.

Like a sunning crocodile, you lay stunned and silent with Shoji’s front to your back.

You catch your breath before Shoji, forcing yourself to relax under him.

You can feel his heart hammering where his chest rests against your back. That steady pounding anchors you and the reality of your situation comes into focus. His hard muscles pressing hot into the soft flesh of your back has your body reacting in full force. Your nipples bead and goosebumps flood your skin as you shift under him, pressing yourself against the places his body makes contact with yours.

Shoji sucks in a ragged breath and you gasp.

There is no way, this can’t be real…

You squeeze your thighs together, testing what you know is true.

A low moan ruffles the hair on the back of your head and the heavy cock caught between your thighs pulses.

No way... you rub your thighs together drawing a moan from Shoji and your lips slide into a sly grin.

Your hands sink into the bank, mud bubbling between your spread fingers as your rest your weight on your arms to rock forward and back.

The thick head of his swollen cock pops in and out from between your thighs like a pervy game of whack-a-mole. Liquid beads on the tip of his cock, smearing a creamy line on your shorts as you pull forward once again.

Can I get him off like this?

The thought runs hazy through your mind and you wonder how far his cum could shoot up the length of your body.

“Y/N…” His voice tickles your ear and his naked cock twitches between your thighs. Hands fisting in the mud, his hips drove forward, the delicious friction sends waves of pleasure to your brain. “S-sorry, I-”

The humidity had nothing to do with how hot and sticky you feel. You arch your back pressing your ass firmly into his hips for more.

You felt bold.

On your knees in the slick mud of the bank covered by your crush- who obviously returns your attraction- primal need swells within you.

“Shoji.” You moan his name, gripping one of the thick arms caging you. “Please, I want you to make me feel good…”

He nods his masked face presses against the back of your head. He pulls his hips from you, removing his hot cock from the soft pressure of your thighs.

You whimper, reaching back for him.

He yanks down your shorts and panties and returns over you.

“Is this what you want?” He asks his wet cock slides between your thighs, rubbing against your aching pussy.

“Yes, please!” The ridge of his cock catches on your clit and you moan. “I want it all, fuck me!”

He grips your hips, lifting your lower body to line your dripping cunt up with his cock.

“Shoji-” You moan as he eases the head of his cock into your eager hole. The burn is immediate and fierce. His free hands pet and caress, comforting as you stretch for him.

He takes his time exploring you, leaving large dirty handprints on your breasts, hips, and neck.

Achingly slow, he sheaths himself inside of you, ever mindful of how you are taking his girth.

At your pained whimper, he stops moving.

Your head is fuzzy and your eyes unfocus, breath comes in short pants.

He fills you so completely you fear you might burst.

The stretch in your pussy burns as your body accommodates him and for a moment you fear passing out. Looking down your body to where Shoji fills you, you choke on a gasp to find your lower stomach bulging with the sheer size of his cock.

Frozen, panic bubbles up and you tremble under its weight.

Pressing against you, Shoji feels you shaking.

“We don’t have to do this,” His voice is sweet but firm,”I care about you and understand this is- a lot to take...” He rubs his narrow face against you before pulling away. His cock slides from your body, you feel every vein and ridge catch against your tender walls as he pulls out of you.

“No, wait!” Your voice cracks and your muscles tighten around his cock, “I want this- I want you. It’s just- your cock is huge and I needed a little time to adjust, but I can take more now-”

“This is enough.” He whispers into your hair, pulling out of your body to the tip and returning slowly- no deeper than before. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He fucks you gently at an achingly slow pace. The stretch eases from pain into pleasure, soon you are truly ready for more.

“Shoji,” You moan, water splashes cold on your thighs as he gently pounds you in a steady rhythm, “I need more.”

“More, yes…” He mutters, penetrating you deeper but not by much- need more than a taste, you need everything.

You brace your arms and slam your ass back onto his cock, forcing his hand and accidentally tripping him. He falls hard, impaling you fully on his length.

“AAAAIIIIIGGGHHHHH!” Your pained shriek bounces off the trees in a lingering echo.

You moan between swallowed pants, holding firm to Shoji’s wrists as he tries to pull away.

“S-Sho big-” You slur, arms trembling “j-just gimme ha minute…Fuck!”

The ache was intense but fleeting, his cock twitches inside your throbbing core and softens.

“Y/N, let me go, I hurt you and I-”

“Please, I want this.” Sticky liquid drips from your joined bodies into the shallow water below, you feel your heartbeat throb in your cunt.

Sighing, you ease back and forth on his cock, gently testing the new sensations.

He moans, cock hardening in a flash. Gripping your hips, he takes control, setting a slow pace as he pumps into you.

“Harder, Shoji, I need-”

His hips snap against yours, the sound of skin slapping and water sloshing echoes through the woods as he fucks you into the mud with bruising force, completely unrestrained. “Oh, don’t- stop!”

Your eyes water as you reach your peak, Shoji’s strokes grow erratic and he slams home from behind with a force that has you yelping.

You reach your peak, screaming his name with abandon as you are rocked by wave after wave of pleasure.

“I-I love you!” He moans with a final jerk, filling you with ropes of hot seed.

Rolling onto his back on the wet bank he pulls you with him to rest on his chest- still connected by his softening cock.

Your contraceptive implant prevents pregnancy, but you can’t help but glow at the idea of bearing Shoji children. There was no doubt he would be an amazing father, and -one day- you wanted to be the woman to give him that.

“I love you too, you know.” You rest your hands over two of the six arms circling you, picturing a future together.

Shoji blushes, morphing a hand into a mouth to kiss your cheek. You grin, breaking your connection, and turn to straddle him fully before taking him in.

Mud and leaves cake you both in a thick sloppy mess. His dark eyes gaze up at you, sated but fully reflecting the emotion you feel. You lean down and plant a sweet kiss over his masked lips.

Mud turns light brown and cracks, dusting Shoji’s torso as you drop down to rest chest to chest on top of him.

Your nipples harden under your bra, the damp fabric scratching against your sensitive skin.

No sense in modesty now.

You lift back up to rip the bra off and fling it onto a nearby branch where it bounces before sliding onto the muddy bank with a wet plop.

“Hmmmm.” Shoji hums, gazing at your breasts with a glint in his eyes.

The set of hands gripping your waist slips up to graze your breasts, you arch into his touch, ready for a second round- minus the mud.

“Care for a swim?”

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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umm.. is it ok to ask for tokoyami fit of him and his s/o waltzing in the air at night??

Of course! Sorry, it took a hot minute- I like to keep *reader* quirkless for self-insert reasons, so for a while, this fic was....well....

I had Hawks carting Tokoyami around while Tokoyami struggled to keep hold of the reader... There was no dancing, they just dangled there like turds in the wind while Hawks sings Belle Notte from the ‘Lady and the Tramp’ spaghetti kiss scene to try and set the mood for his birb bro...ಠ_ಠ

If you don’t get what I mean, I made a visual for you:

Luckily I remembered Uraraka- Idk why I forgot about her in the first place- but here, I present you with a SFW fic of about 1000 or so words......*Drumrolls*......

MOONLIGHT WALTZ

Moonlight streamed through the curtains of your open window to reflect off your tv screen. The night was warm but you huddled under your fluffy comforter, using it to cover your mouth and muffle your giggles.

Popcorn peppered your corner of the sofa and scattered the carpet below but your attention was rapt on the screen before you. You leaned forward to catch the lyrics of your favorite song, keeping the volume low so as not to alert the dorm of your guilty pleasure.

Thumbelina, your favorite childhood movie played in your room at least once a month.

You knew every word and song- you still cried during the scene where the fairy prince is caught in the ice. The movie held so many pleasant memories you couldn't help but indulge when the mood struck.

Rustling hit your ear from the side but you ignored it, grasping the remote to turn up the volume a few precious notches as your favorite song started. You blushed, scooting to the edge of your seat to sing along with the movie.

“Let me be yoOouuur wiIiIIingssss! Let me be your ooOOoonly loOoove!” You were tone-deaf but that didn’t stop you from belting out lyrics. “Everything your dreEAaammMming of will soOoOon be- SHIT!”

You shrieked, tumbling headfirst off the sofa in a popcorn covered heap of blankets and limbs.

“TOKOYAMI!” Your boyfriend stood by the door holding his beak as he trembled with laughter, Dark Shadow was no better as he rolled on the floor with a transparent hand clasped over his mouth and a fist smacking against the floor. “When did?... How long have you been standing-”

“THE WHOLE TIME!” Dark Shadow burst with laughter, you curled the blanket over your head wishing you could crawl into a hole. “The whole- Your singing! Oh god, babe!” Dark Shadow feigned wiping tears from his glowing yellow eyes.

Your relationship with Tokoyami was only a couple weeks old, and you had forgotten he was coming over to study tonight.

You were too humiliated…

“Dark Shadow, enough!” Tokoyami was the first to collect himself, his clothes rustled as he made his way towards your spot on the floor. “Sorry, there was no answer when I knocked and I-”

“It’s okay,” You mumbled, “But, can I be alone for a little bit?”

Your face burned hot at being caught singing along to a cheesy children's movie, you were thankful they couldn't see you. You adored Tokoyami and Dark Shadow, they were so cool and edgy- as their girlfriend- you wanted to be the same...

“Of course, take all the time you need.” The weight of his hand rested warmly on your head for a breath before disappearing, fading footsteps signaled his retreat.

“Don’t take too long,” Dark shadow threw back, “we will be waiting.”

The door clicked shut.

Your eyes water, you couldn't help the sniffles that followed. Your relationship was so new and Tokoyami was so edgy… You had never seen him be anything other than cool and collected.

Would he still want you after seeing this goofy side of you?

You sat on the carpet, your blanket draped around you like a thick veil as your emotions ran their course, Thumbelina played on in the background, the music bittersweet.

KNOCK, KNOCK!

“L/N, you okay in there?” Uraraka’s familiar voice pulled you from your thoughts, you yanked the blanket off your head gathering it around you like a shaw.

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Are you coming out? I think Tokoyami is waiting for you.”

“I’ll be out in a minute!” You stood, dropping your blanket to throw on a presentable outfit. Maybe he had forgotten all about it?

You pulled yourself together, being caught singing wasn’t the end of the world. You were making a mountain of a molehill, Tokoyami and Dark Shadow liked you for who you are- told you as much the first time they asked you out.

You fixed your hair and checked your face before rushing to the door to find Uraraka waiting for you.

“He asked me to check on you, I hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course not!” You blush, smiling at your friend. “I’m ready!” You walk past Uraraka and make your way to his room and knock on his door.

“Come in, Babe!” Dark Shadow’s voice rang out. You opened the door to the most 90’s emo room you had ever seen, spotting Tokoyami and Dark shadow on the balcony. You approached him with a shy smile that faded into a blush as he wraps his arm around your waist. Dark Shadow kissed your forehead with a smack before wrapping his transparent form around your body like a frigid snake.

“Ehem.” You startled at the sound behind you, shocked to find Uraraka had followed you into Tokoyami’s room.

“Uhhh.” You cling to your boyfriend, your brow furrowed as you stare at your friend. “Is this an unsubtle way of asking for a threesome?”

“Hyo!”

“Pfffft!”

Uraraka and Tokoyami choked and sputtered as Dark Shadow popped his head between you, “Wouldn’t that be more of a foursome, babe?”

“No, that’s not-”

“No, no, no, I’m not staying!” Uraraka leaps forward to smack Tokoyami and you on the shoulder hard enough to knock you both back. “My job is done here, your welcome, have fun, bye!” She shouts before sprinting out of the room and slamming the door behind her.

“What just- whoa!” Your feet leave the floor and you flail weightlessly about the room until Tokoyami anchors you with a hand. You turn to him, finding him floating beside you with a smile on his face.

“I asked her for a favor,” he mumbles, “I figured you could use a date more than a study session…Earlier, we didn’t intend to embarrass you and we want to make up for it.”

Dark shadow nods before disappearing into the bedroom to retrieve Tokoyami’s phone. Your favorite cheesy Thumbelina song starts to play and you squeal, giddy with excitement.

Tokoyami bowed, grinning as he offered you a hand, “Care to dance?”

“I would be honored.” You make your best attempt at a gravity-free curtsy before taking his hand with a bright smile. He kicked off of the balcony dragging you into the open air behind him. Looking back, any trepidation about floating disappeared as you noticed Dark Shadow kept you both anchored by hugging the balcony rail.

You floated high, illuminated by the blue glow of the full moon, Tokoyami’s warm arms circled you in a loving embrace as the two of you swayed the night away in your best imitation of a proper waltz...

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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MASTERLIST

Requests: OPEN NSFW = 🌶🌶🌶

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Denki Kaminari

Class Trip First Kiss Pt. 1

Eijiro Kirishima

Class Trip First Kiss Pt. 1

Porno Pizza Man 🌶🌶🌶

Katsuki Bakugo

Class Trip First Kiss Pt. 1

Porno Pizza Man HC 🌶🌶🌶

Mezo Shoji

Class Trip First Kiss Pt. 1

The Massage 🌶🌶🌶

Care for a Swim? 🌶🌶🌶

Tenya Iida

Class Trip First Kiss Pt. 1

Porno Pizza Man 🌶🌶🌶

Tokoyami Fumikage

Class Trip First Kiss Pt. 1

Moonlight Waltz

Under the Mahogany Table Pt. 1 🌶🌶🌶

Under the Mahogany Table Pt. 2 🌶🌶🌶

Eraser Head (Shoto Aizawa)

Present Mic (Hizashi Yamada)

Nighteye (Mirai Sasaki)

Clover Corp. [Open The Door, Freeze] 🌶🌶🌶

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All characters are aged up.

All NSFW content is labeled ‘spicy’ and below a cut.

Now open for ANON asks!

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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ROUTE UPDATES

Theres no romance up yet, but there is enough up to let you guys see where im going with this choose your adventure deal!

Ive updated to two ends.

I figure I will update in sections- as in update a full stop end at a time?

We will see how it goes!

Let me know what you think!

Clover Corp.- BNHA Zombie Apocalypse AU Prologue

Words: 1000< (not a lot right now, but wait for it.)

Characters: x Reader(Everyone will be added later- this is the prologue)

Spice: N/A (Spicy AF when we get to individual characters tho)

Warnings: Filthy Language, Blood, Gore, Violence, zombies (In later additions: Smut, NSFW, spicy spice)

You are a janitor trapped in the underground levels of a secret lab when all hell breaks loose- Resident Evil vibes in honor of Resident Evil 3 Remake.

This fic is going to be set up so that you have options along the way- options will be updated in installments and lead to individual nsfw smut fics. You gotta crunch through that outer candy layer to get to that chewy smut center!

This post will be the main to this fic series- installment fics will be posted and untagged.

PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG THE FICS LINKED HERE.

Re-blog this post all you want, but I want readers to start from the beginning because I’m a controlling bitch and I need things done in order.

Keep reading

#bnha fanfiction #bnha zombie au

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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Kirishima Route is up!

Class Trip First Kiss

Words: 1000 spice: Mild

You are a new transfer student at U.A., stifled by the language barrier between you and your peers. When that barrier comes crashing down your emotions get the better of you and you cant contain yourself-

Keep reading

#kirishima x reader #kirishima fic #bnha #bnha fanfiction #boku no hero x reader #boku no hero #boku no hero fanfiction #my hero academia #kirishima #xreader #fanfiction

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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Class Trip First Kiss- Kirishima Pt.1

EIJIRO KIRISHIMA Pt.1

Class Trip First Kiss Prologue <Read this shit first)

Fic below the cut!

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You pulled away first, stunned by your actions as you glanced at the unsuspecting recipient of your first kiss.

The boy with the hardening quirk- Kirishima?- stood before you, his eyes comically wide, his wild red hair wilder still- like the bristled fur of a startled cat.

“Pfft.” You slapped a hand over your mouth muffling your panicked laughter, your eyes glued to his the entire time.

His shocked expression made a smooth transition into a softer one. A wide smile split his face, making him squint and exposing his serrated teeth, his features were sharp but handsome. You both stood, blushing and grinning stupidly-

“Ehem!”

You startled away from Kirishima, remembering the classmates surrounding you for the first time since the pro used their language quirk on you.

Everyone was staring.

Everyone.

Their expressions ranged from shock to outright laughter- with the exception of Mr.Aizawa and the other pro heroes, who were completely distracted by a very loud and obnoxious Mr.Yamada- A Mr.Yamada who threw you a conniving wink when you made eye contact.

You looked away, unable to meet the eyes of your classmates or the boy you just kissed, you stared firmly at your shoes and willed everyone to forget what just happened.

“Absolutely inappropriate! Student’s are not allowed to-” The class president’s voice made you cringe, you would rather he throw a brick at your head then lecture you in front of everyone like he was prone to do. It was too much, your eyes burned, you bit and held back tears.

You wished that pro had never used his quirk on you...

“Back off, it’s not a big deal.” Kirishima’s arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into the protection of his solid chest as he cut the class president short. “It was just a kiss, jeez.”

“But she can’t-”

“Hey, just shut up already.” The angry blond boy with the explosion quirk made his way in front of you and Kirishima, his posture threatening as he faced the class president. “You got a problem or-”

Kirishima leaned down, his breath ruffling the hair framing your face as he whispered, “I know you can’t understand me, but we should make ourselves scarce until everyone calms down.” He pulled back far enough to shoot you a cheeky grin, his face stained pink with heat as he pulled you behind a tree, his arm casually wrapped around you.

As soon as you were hidden from view he released you from his arms, placing a large hand gently on the top of your head.

“You okay?” He asked, still grinning but with furrowed brows. “Uhhh…Damn, I should have paid more attention in English class” He rubbed the back of his head, pursing his lips as he stared at the sky. “Kissu, ‘L/N’ Okeey?” He spoke slowly, enunciating his English words with such a thick accent you could hardly understand them even with your newly acquired knowledge of the Japanese language.

You covered your mouth with both hands, shoulders trembling with muffled laughter. He was just too freaking cute!

“Shit!” Kirishima pulled away from you, all traces of a smile evaporated from his face, “Did I say something wrong?”

“No!” You shook your head, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him back, you couldn’t help the giggles. “You did well.” Kirishima returned your smile, then your blush as you kept your arms around his shoulders.

“You understand-”

“Uh, yeah- one of the pro’s has a language quirk, I was so excited!” You babbled, focused on the heat radiating through the fabric of Kirishima’s shirt where your arms rested. “It’s why I kissed- I mean it was an accident! I mean, not that I haven’t wanted to kiss you before! I just-”

Your words trailed off as his lips collided with yours, the connection was stiff and unexpected, but you softened against each other as his hands found their way to your hips and yours delved into that unruly red hair.

You sighed into his mouth as his grip on you tightened, he walked you backwards until your back hit the rough bark of the tree you hid behind. His lips massaged yours as his hand moved from your hip to the nape of your neck, he tasted like cinnamon candy. The taste of him left you weak but with his strength and the tree keeping you upright you had no fear of falling.

He pulled away first, flushed and panting for air, he rested his brow against yours, his eyes taking you in with a passion that made you blush harder. Your chest was crushed against his, could he feel your heart pounding a mile a minute?

“I know it’s soon, but-” His lips found yours again in a chaste kiss, “wanna be my girl?”

You smiled so hard your cheeks hurt, “I-”

“Did you find it, kid?” You both jumped as Mr.Yamada popped around the tree with a grin that displayed far too many teeth, resting a hand on both your and Kirishima’s head.

“W-what?” You mumble in a shocked stupor.

“Find what?” Kirishima followed, looking just as dazed.

“You were searching her mouth so hard, I just assumed you lost something in there!” Mr. Yamada cackles at his own joke while Kirishima groans and you cover your face, mortified. “Anyways...Answer the man! You're gonna be his Giiiiiiirrrrrrllllllll!?” Mr.Yamada’s voice boomed, shaking the birds out of the trees and nearly bursting your eardrums with the intensity.

You look at Kirishima, “YES!” You shout, unable to hear your own voice.

“WHAT?” Kirishima yells, his brows furrowed.

“I WILL BE YOUR GIRL!”

“WHAAAT? I CAN’T HEAR YOU?!”

You shrug your shoulders, you’ll tell him later. Uncaring of the crowd that had gathered around the three of you, you pull Kirishima close to plant a quick kiss on his cheek.

He grinned down at you, looping an arm around your shoulders as if you had been dating for months instead of seconds.

You couldn’t hear a thing and you’ve never been more embarrassed than you were in that moment- but for the first time since setting foot in Eraserhead’s classroom, with Kirishima by your side, you were right where you belonged.

Class Trip First Kiss

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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Clover Corp.- BNHA Zombie Apocalypse AU Prologue

Words: 1000< (not a lot right now, but wait for it.)

Characters: x Reader(Everyone will be added later- this is the prologue)

Spice: N/A (Spicy AF when we get to individual characters tho)

Warnings: Filthy Language, Blood, Gore, Violence, zombies (In later additions: Smut, NSFW, spicy spice)

You are a janitor trapped in the underground levels of a secret lab when all hell breaks loose- Resident Evil vibes in honor of Resident Evil 3 Remake.

This post will be the main to this fic series- installment fics will be posted and untagged.

PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG THE FICS LINKED HERE.

Re-blog this post all you want, but I want readers to start from the beginning because I’m a controlling bitch and I need things done in order.

PROLOGUE

“HELP! Oh, god- NOoo!” Your voice broke mid shriek as you rounded the doorway at breakneck speed, tripping as your sneakers caught on the white marble floor. “Haaa!” You cried as your shoulder slammed into a shelf, bottles of cleaner raining down on you, “Fuck!”

There was no time to back out now, you jerked the door closed behind you-

Crunch!

You winced at the sound of bones cracking, blood stained fingers wrapped around the edge of the heavy door, preventing you from closing yourself in.

You jerked against the door, slamming again and again, bracing a foot on the wall to put more strength in your pulls.

Bile choked you as the grotesque sound of flesh and bone smacking against metal filled the small space. Sweat and gore mixed with the scent of cleaner- you gasped for air.

Your knuckles whitened around the knob.

If you couldn’t shut the door you were dead.

On blind instinct you ran to the first open room you saw- leaving you wedged in the janitors closet. It was hardly large enough be considered a closet- with all three narrow walls lined with shelves there was only space for a single person to stand in.

You were trapped.

Thick black sludge fell in clumps from the shredded fingers wedged in the door.

Your arms trembled with exertion and terror as you forced your eyes up to face the creature staring at you hungrily from the crack in the door.

You gasped as you recognized the name tag attached to its lab coat- Dr.Nighteye.

He was a respectable scientist, firm and intimidating but he always managed to give you a nod when passing by in the halls. People who acknowledged the janitor with respect where people you remembered and liked.

You exchanged greetings with him just a few hours ago- and now he was like this...feral and...decayed.

“W-what’s happening?” You looked the monster in the face, knowing no words would be coming from its slackened jaw, but expecting them anyways. “WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS!?” You screamed

His grey skin sagged over his skull like an ill fitting mask, behind the cracked lenses of his glasses his eyes looked milky, chunks of flesh wedged between his bloody teeth. His blond streaked green hair was caked in dried blood and dangled in a scraggly mess over his face.

“Ssss- Ooa- Rrrrryyyyy….” He croaked, his jaw popping as he spewed a mist of black blood into your horrified face. Copper tinged your mouth and you gagged, tightning you grip on the door. “SsooO- rRrrEe- ee-” His words where a gurgled groan, his tongue flopped and curled in his mouth.

Somewhere in that monsters’ mind- he knew what was happening- what he was about to do.

“Oh, God!”

You shrieked, loud and piercing, your lungs ached with it.

The mangled hand pushed through the crack, gaining an inch, enough to graze the sleeve of your grey janitor jumpsuit.

Your body moved on instinct, you braced yourself and slammed into the door with your remaining strength, knocking Dr. Nighteye into the opposite wall with a heavy thunk. He recovered quick, lumbering towards you with a garbled moan. You grasped the knob once more and jerked back into your closet.

The door slammed with a satisfying click.

Your hands remained on the knob as you stared at the smear of rotting blood Dr.Nighteye had left on your wrist.

A loud bang dephened you, door trembled on its hinges, cleaners sloshed in their bottles and rolls of toilet paper tumbled onto you as the creature that was once Dr.Nighteye violently slammed its body against the closet door repeadedly.

You lead back against the shelves, breathing a sigh as your body trembled and the air around you grew cold, you knew you were in shock.

At least I'm safe here- for now.

Being the only janitor assigned to the below-ground labs, you held sole access to the supply closets on those levels. You thanked the stars that you had taken to leaving the closet doors open as you cleaned, you didn’t want to imagine being out in the hall with that...thing.

You closed your eyes trying to make sense of everything...

You had been mopping the already pristine floor when a shrill alarm had sounded, the electricity had blinked out before a floodlight bathed the hall in a morbid shade of red.

“Lab Level Zero is now under quarantine, for your safety please remain where you are.” a monotone female voice echoed over the loudspeaker in a constant loop. “For your saftey do not try to evacuate.”

Silence descended over the building for a tense moment, a click resounded as doors auto locked.

You shuddered, remembering the sounds of shattering glass, the horrific screams that bled into the halls.

Men and women slammed against the window of the main lab, their clawing fingers leaving trails of blood on the glass you had just cleaned. The door handle shook and jerked, but never relented.

You couldn’t open the door, or break the window- the lab was pitch black, the technicians' expressions of horror were illuminated by the red light…Deep shadows had made their anguished faces appear grotosque even before their deaths.

They begged you for help, to save them from a monster hidden in the dark depths of the room as the damned might beg to be rescued from the pits of hell.

You had tried.

You had tried to free them until their bloody handprints obscured the view of the lab completely.

You tried your damndest to free them until long after their screams died down...Eventually busting a hole into the thick glass door...

But what climbed out of that lab was no longer human...

A sob wracked your body, drawing you out of your memories.

You sucked in deep breaths, tilting your face up to the ceiling and counting the lines on the ventilation grate to compose yourself.

“Twelve, thirteen, fourteen-”

You didn’t have the luxury of tears right now, not if you wanted to live.

There were three options you knew of;

Each had their drawbacks, but you had to pick one.

You could stay in the closet and wait for help.

Clover Labs was a massive corporation, and this was their central facility. You did not have clearance to most of the laboratories and the technicians had always been secretive about their work, but you knew what they did was important enough to warrant high security on the upper levels.

If help did come they would have to pass down the main hall, you could easily hear them from the safety of the broom closet.

You could leave the closet.

Dr.Nighteye had stopped banging on the door a few moments ago. Shadows slotted the light at the base of the door, moving back and forth with their pacing. You could wait for Dr.Nighteye to wander away, and then escape.

Even without access to the labs, you knew the halls, break rooms, and exits like the back of your hand. The dark might slow you down, but you had memorized these floors and were confident you could navigate them with your eyes closed.

You glanced up at the square ceiling.

You could escape through the grate, find a secure lab with food and water to wait for rescue in comfort. It may be a long time before help arrives- if it arrives at all. The shelves would act as a perfect ladder.

You know the technicians didn’t really use the break rooms for lunch and there had to be stores of food in the labs because nobody brought their lunch in. Clover Corp. pampered it’s star staff, and only the most renowned scientists ended up in these basement laboratories- they wouldnt keep themselves holed in without food and drink.

To set up for the long haul you would need resources.

You closed your eyes and focused on your choices, praying luck was on your side.

WHAT DO YOU DO NOW?

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[C.] ESCAPE THROUGH THE VENT

[A.] STAY IN THE CLOSET

[B.] OPEN THE DOOR

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Will be updating in sections- if you have a fav character that you want a route for pop their name in the comments below>>>>

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 3 years

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Oh, so can I request a fic? A Shouji x fem reader smut, where they're third years, and she sees him coming back from the gym, so after he takes a shower, she offers to give him a massage (cause sore muscles, this boy can bench press +200 kg), and things just get spicier from there? Like, the massage is before he can dress himself, so he's shirtless, and the reader is just marvelled at how buff he is, and things just go from there? Thank you very much either way :)

The Massage- Mezo Shoji

Words: 3700 Characters: Mezo Shoji x Reader Spice: Spicy AF Warnings: Filthy Language, Smut, NSFW, basically erotica

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Thank’s for the ask! Sorry, it’s late!

So... I don’t know how things turned out like this. So, my apologies ahead of time for typos and such, I don’t write often.

Let's see how many times I can write the word ‘cock’ in reference to a penis.

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“Between exams and school work, I haven’t found time to work out in weeks and it’s starting to show,” Uraraka grumbled as she poked at her salad. “As third years we need to set the example for our underclassmen, I need to get my act together.”

You flushed guiltily, mouth wide as you paused mid-bite into your second Debbie Cake- the same could be said for you. As a hero in training, your body needed to be top-notch, not just for fighting villains but for gaining a fanbase- you couldn't afford to let yourself go.

“Especially in comparison to the boys in our class, have you seen how fit they are?” You both blushed your male peers were fit as fuck.

The Debbie Cake slipped from your fingers to plop onto your bare lunch tray. You looked down, surprised to find you had eaten all of your lunch; a carb-heavy dish that amounted to three times the normal serving size.

“Mezo Shoji could crack a skull with his thighs, have you seen that guys muscles?” You spew crumbs across the table as you choke. “Dude works out like three times a day, we should take a page from his book.”

“At least you're eating healthy to compensate.” You encouraged, swiping crumbs off your face as you drop your fork on your tray- hating yourself for wanting to finish off the last of your dessert.

“It’s not a big deal, we can just resolve to work harder.” Uraraka patted your arm comfortingly, “Just think of it as homework.” She added before collecting her tray and leaving.

You grimace, working out sucks, especially around other people. If you did exercise it was done in your room- if at all.

You glared at the half-eaten pastry in front of you.

“This is your fault, you delicious little bastard.” The Debbie Cake lay there, silently judging you.

You snatched the cake off of your tray and demolished it in one bite. “That was punishment and had nothing to do with my lack of self-control!” You convinced yourself, licking the crumbs off your lips.

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Your face scrunched as you made your way to a treadmill in the back, the gym always smelled like sour ass and bleach no matter the hour. There was no wait for the machine, you made a point of coming late, no sane person would be around this late on a school night.

You hopped onto the tread, turned your machine on, and toggled the settings. Raunchy smells aside, you could get used to having the gym to yourself.

A loud bang had you stifling a shriek.

The fuck?

You peered over, miffed to find you weren't alone.

A large man lay flat on the weightlifting bench, three sets of powerful hands held a bar suspended in the air. You looked on in amazement, the bar was bent into a U shape due to the sheer weight on either end.

Mezo Shoji.

Shouldn't he have a spotter or something? You vaguely wondered as you took him in. He was shirtless and you couldn't help but stare, you told yourself you were his low-key spotter- absolutely not an ogling creeper.

His muscles bunched and corded as he lifted the bar up and down in a steady rhythm, your lips parted on a sigh. You were not normally one to stare, but you were grateful for the chance to observe Shoji as he worked. He had yet to notice you.

Your eyes trailed down to his face, mostly hidden by his signature mask and a mop of sweat-damp grey hair. The fabric around his mouth puffed in and out as he lifted the bar up and down.

You had never been close with his group, you knew of Mezo Shoji but was an acquaintance at best. Watching him now made you want to get to know him...

Your eyes trailed down to his torso, the grooves and planes of his sculpted stomach contracted, sweat beaded his smooth tan skin giving him an ethereal glow under the harsh fluorescent lighting.

Your breath growing shallow had nothing to do with the shamefully sloth-like pace you kept on the treadmill, and everything to do with Mezo Shoji and his god-like physique.

Nobody had ever held your attention so completely. You found him handsome well before now but if you had really looked at him...

You shook your head, pushing back the creeping sense of perversion that threatened to overcome you. You were not a creeper or a peeping tom.

You closed your eyes, horrified at how aroused you had become by observing something so innocent as a work-out.

The large room was dead silent except for the whirring of the treadmill and the heady pants coming from Shoji. Heat coiled in your belly as you imagined him panting above you, his hard body pressed into yours-

You shuddered, forcing your mind to non-sexy subjects was a herculean task, you barely managed to get your libido under control. You swore to yourself you would stop lusting over your classmate. He was a nice guy and you needed to stop.

You opened your eyes and they immediately drifted to Shoji's training abs.

Fuck.

Shoji replaced the bar on the rack above his head with a heavy clank and dropped back onto the bench breathing heavily. He hissed in discomfort as he slowly stretched out all six of his arms, you couldn't help but notice how the motion made his muscles move in such a delicious way.

Did he come here regularly? Everyday? Did others look at him as you did? A surprising pang of jealousy gripped you as you recalled Uraraka’s comment about his thighs, you took a shuddering breath.

You wanted him for yourself.

You peered over him with a new light, imagining how it would feel to touch him freely, for him to belong to you- and you to him.

Moisture pooled between your thighs at the thought of your hands roaming over every inch of his sun-kissed skin. Your legs felt like jello as you plodded along on your treadmill, your thoughts firmly in the gutter.

You closed your eyes once again, struggling for control.

You had never pursued a boy before, but you were eager to try with Shoji. Very eager.

You bit your lip, dirty thoughts running rampant through your mind as you opened your eyes on him.

“Oh!” You gasped, finding his head tilted back and his wide dark eyes locked on you.

“HEAiiiiiii!” Your shrill scream hurt your ears as you tumbled over your own feet, flailing your arms in a comically slow pinwheel motion. Your automated treadmill had adjusted speed and elevation at an unforgiving pace and you slammed face first in a crumpled heap on the moving tread, awkwardly rolling down the conveyor belt like a broken toy on a factory assembly line.

“Ughhhh.” You moaned, more from humiliation than pain.

If only your quirk were invisible...You braced to rise and face your walk of shame like a real hero-in-training should, but you didn’t get the chance.

Several sets of firm arms circled you, lifting you from the floor into a warm embrace. You weren't surprised to find yourself face to face with the object of your fascination.

A mouth formed at the end of an arm not holding you, “Are you okay?” he asked inches from your face, “That was quite the fall, sorry for...distracting you.” The mouth changed back into a hand before quickly retreating to its place under your knees.

At a loss for words, you could only nod, your eyes locked with Shoji’s.

“Looks like you scraped yourself up.” He tore his gaze from yours to travel down your body. Your nipples hardened under your loose cotton shirt as he took you in. You blushed hard, crossing your arms over your chest, amazed your body could respond at all in such an embarrassing situation. “Recovery Girl doesn’t take patients at this time of night unless it's an emergency, but I have a first aid kit in my room I can grab.”

He looked around the room before hefting you in his arms, his brows wrinkled in concern. “I was thinking of leaving you here but It might be easier to take you up to the dorms with me, fewer trips back and forth...”

You opened your mouth to say you were fine to walk but immediately closed your lips. You were in his arms and as far as you were concerned it was a damn good place to be.

“Thank you.” You turned your eyes to your knees as you hid a grin.

Shoji’s long stride made the walk towards the male dorms a short one. You could tell he was uncomfortable from how often he adjusted you in his arms. You appreciated that he was willing to carry you despite how he felt, but you wanted to romance him- not burden him.

“Thank you for carrying me so far, but I think I can walk now.” He stopped his steady pace up the stairs, his brows raising as he peered down at you. “You look uncomfortable...”

“I’m okay, you don’t weigh much at all.” He looked away as his hand raised to finish speaking for him. You swore you could spy a blush peeking out from his mask. “I just worked harder, and longer than normal, and I might have overdone it. I would be aching whether I carried you or not.”

“I’m sorry.” Was all you could think to say. You couldn't help but wonder if he worked harder and longer because of you.

“I also feel responsible for how your workout ended, so...I would like if you let me take care of you.” He said, adjusting his hold once again. You were so close your breath rustled his hair, your arms snaked around his neck on instinct. After a moment with no protest from Shoji, you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

You arrived at the commons room far too soon, Shoji carried you forward only to stop abruptly.

“Something happened?” Mineta lounged in a corner of the sofa not even bothering to hide his nudy magazine- or his lustful gaze as he looked your body over in mock concern.

“I’ve got it handled.” His reply was curt as he glared down at the short little pervert. Shoji took a step closer to the sofa only to stop when Mineta patted the cushion beside him.

“I’ll take good care of her, you can leave her here with me.” Mineta grinned wide before snickering, you frowned but weren't worried, you could handle yourself- have been training for three years at UA to do just that- you had no doubts you could handle Mineta. “We can play doctor...” He said, wagging his eyebrows suggestively.

Mezo stiffened, glaring harder at the boy if that was even possible.

“Uh, no.” You shut him down.

“I’m taking her to my room.” His arms tightened around you, if he were a cat he would be hissing. You stifled a giggle as he turned on his heels, whirling towards his dorm room without another word. “If that’s okay?” He whispered, you nodded.

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His room was clean and bare of any knick-nacks that might allude to his preferences. You expected the guy to at least have gym equipment or a few posters in his room. His only furniture was a dresser and a bed, which he set you on before rummaging in his dresser and pulling out a first aid kit.

There were only a few shallow scrapes on your knees and palms from the treadmill incident, but Shoji tended them gently without a word, finishing far too soon.

“I-” You had expected this moment to be a bit more...sexy? “Thank you, Shoji.” You hid your disappointment behind a bright smile.

“I imagine they shouldn't hurt too bad,” Shoji said, gesturing to your knees. “But if you are feeling sore I wouldn't mind carrying you to your room.”

You bit your lip as the thought of pretending to be sore crossed your mind. You wanted to spend more time with him- but he was aching from a harsh workout and you refused to cause him trouble after what he just did for you- Your eyes widened as a brilliant idea struck.

“Shoji?”

“Yes?”

“I know your sore from your workout, and you went out of your way to help me...I- I would like to repay the favor.” The urge to look away was strong but you fought it and leaned forward, invading his space. “How about I give you a massage?”

“Oh!” His eyes widened over his mask, a hot blush flooded what you could see of his face. “I don’t, I mean- I wouldn’t want to put you out...”

“You wouldn’t be, I want to.” You reached up, your fingers grazing the naked skin of his shoulder.

“I- I-should-shower-first!” Falls out of Shoji’s mouth in a rush as he hops up and sprints to the bathroom with impressive speed for a person of his bulk. Only a minute passed before the bathroom door was thrown open to display a sopping wet Shoji with nothing but his mask and a towel wrapped around his waist; a towel that looks particularly tiny against his massive frame.

“I- I wasn’t thinking straight! Sorry!” He moves to pull himself back into the bathroom but you jump to stop him.

“Shoji, wait!” He stops, you open the door, grabbing his wrist. “You were going to have to take some clothes off anyway.” You force a nonchalant laugh.

He trudges out looking anywhere but at you. You pull him towards you and before your brain can register what your body is doing you yank the towel off his waist.

You both gape in stunned silence, your faces red as tomatoes. You curse your impulsiveness, firmly avoiding looking at his exposed groin while scrambling to remember how the handful of porno vids you have seen progress. You take a deep calming breath, recalling Shoji’s towel in your white-knuckled grip.

Relaxing your face into a smile you rest the course fabric against his skin, your palms flat against him.

“Shoji, is this okay?” You ask, unable to meet his eyes as you run the cloth over his skin. He nods above you, leaning down to give you better access. He shivers as you work the towel over his wide expanse of muscles, his eyes have grown hooded and glassy as he peers down at you with tangible lust.

Licking your lips your need returns with a vengeance, your panties are soaked as you contour his body with only a thin towel between you. A breathy moan slips from him as you dip lower down his stomach, the towel drops from your fingers.

You rest your naked palms against his smooth hot skin and hesitate, waiting for him to stop you. When no rejection comes, you ease your hands up his chest to rove over his wide shoulders, exploring him at your leisure. Shoji’s panting is hot and heavy over your head, you notice a stray bead of moisture roll from his clavicle down the smooth plane of his chest, you have the wicked urge to taste that tantalizing drop. So you do.

You lean in, your breath fanning over his skin, creating goosebumps as your hot tongue darts out to lick a long stripe up his torso- missing the drop of water completely.

He gasps above you, a set of his hands grip your waist, another set rests softly on your shoulders. One of his free hands nears your face, gently tracing your jaw before pulling back and morphing into a mouth.

“Y/N, C-” You silence the mouth he just created with your lips, delving your tongue in to taste. His mask puffs out with his labored breaths, you keep your eyes locked with his as your tongues twine together in what strangely feels more like a threesome than a two-person kiss.

“Y/N,” Shoji breathes, your tongue still locked with the second mouth he created, the thick hard cock you had avoided looking at rests heavily against your stomach, you could feel its heat through your thin shirt. “Do- do you want…?”

Your fingers curled around his massive cock, cutting his words off with a groan. You pull away from the kiss, stroking both hands along his thick member, you briefly wondered how such a massive organ is going to fit inside you before raisIng your chin to meet his eyes.

“I want everything.” You tell him before leaning down to kiss the tip of his swollen cock. His stance widens as you take the head into your mouth, sucking gently as you swirl your tongue. The hot salty flavor of him makes you moan.

He grips the hair at the back of your head, giving you a gentle tug to gain your attention.

You give his cock a hard suck, keeping your hands on him you pull your mouth away with a pop before straightening to meet his eyes.

Leaning down, he rests his forehead against yours, his hands cup your face and twine into your hair before pulling away to take a seat on the bed, dragging you into his lap after he is settled. He blushes as you shift to straddle him before giving him your attention.

“Do you really want this?” He asks as if he can’t believe anyone would.

You open your mouth to respond, but instead grab one of his hands, pulling up to your knees before easing his hand into your shorts. You bite your lip as you guide his hand over your panties to your soaking core.

“Is this for me?” he groans over your head, exploring your pussy through your panties.

“Yes!” You cry as he rubs across your swollen nub. “Please.” You lean forward and whimper into his hard chest. His heart is thundering under you as his fingers ease around your panties. “Shoji.” You groan his name at the feel of his rough fingers against your sensitive flesh.

“Your so wet, Y/N.” His hand's caress and grip, removing your shirt and bra as you are focus fully on the fingers stroking you. “Have you ever been touched like this before?”

“No.” You gasp against his skin, his cock twitches between you, begging for attention and you reach to pet him.

“Not yet.” He pulls your hand back, “I want to take care of you first.” You nod, dazed. “Look at me.” he orders, you tilt your head to meet his eyes. “If it's too much...Tell me, and I’ll stop.”

You nod and he probes at your entrance, pressing in to stretch your virgin hole. You arch you back with a gasp, gripping Shoji hard as he invades you. Your eyes widened at the brief pain, followed by a burning stretch and blissful sense of fullness.

You had forgotten how big his hands were.

“Does it hurt? Should I stop?” His brow is creased with worry as he begins to pull away from you, but you stop him.

“I was just surprised, don’t stop.” You reach up to smooth the worry off his face, tugging him down to kiss him over his mask. “I need you to stretch me more,” you whisper against his mask. “I want to take your cock tonight.”

He sputters at your boldness, but you are well past modesty and you hunger for him to give you everything. He presses his covered mouth against yours as he eases a second finger inside of your dripping cunt. It aches but you quickly adjust, grinding your hips on his hand like you live only to be filled by him.

His hands grip your flesh, plucking at your swollen nipples as your body presses into his, trapping his throbbing cock between you.

He turns and you tumble from his lap onto your back, his fingers slip out of you shiny and dripping.

“Shoji.” You whine at how empty you feel without him but are quickly silenced as he slips those fingers under his mask and licks them clean before sitting up and removing the rest of your clothes. With so many hands you're undressed before you knew what he was up to.

He sits on his heels, taking in your bared body with a possessive look in his eyes. You lick your lips, spreading your legs wide, opening yourself to him fully, you ease your hand down to delve two fingers into your aching cunt.

Shoji keeps his eyes on your fingers as they disappear, you work yourself hard as he watches, but you don’t have that sense of fullness you had with Shoji’s fingers.

“Shoji, I need you.” You grab his hand and pull him to where you want him most. He grips you by the thighs and jerks you closer to him, his rock hard cock sliding against your pussy as he does. You gasp in pleasure, digging your heels into the bedding to rub against his thick cock.

Wet erotic sounds fill the room as you rub against him until the head of his cock naturally lines up with your slit. You roll your hips, nestling him at your aching entrance. He is silent and shaking above you, his eyes shut tight as he fights to control himself.

“Shoji.” You moan, wrapping your legs around him and locking your ankles around his back. Rocking your hips on his cock, you work him inside of you. You have barely managed to get him inside before his hips snap forward on instinct, he breaches you with a groan. You cover your mouth to muffle a shriek. Not even a fraction of the way in and already you are struggling to take him.

“I didn’t mean to- I-” He gasps as he eases out, fighting to keep his hips from moving.

“The pain,” You struggle for breath as your body adjusts, “I hear the first time is painful no matter what...” You shudder as you push your hips towards him, taking him deeper still. You feel him twitch inside of you, your head rolls back and you moan, eyes watering at the discomfort as his massive cock stretches your smaller frame to its limits.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” His voice is so sincere as he eases himself out of you. “I can wait,” he says.

“I promise I will let you know if it's too much.” You tighten your legs around him, urging him forward. “Please, I just want to be with you.”

He leans forward pressing his masked mouth against your forehead.

“I want to be with you too, but I don't want you to feel any pain when it happens.” His hands wander over your body, caressing your neck, breasts, hips, and thighs while one moves down to take the place of his cock.

His hair tickles your face as he presses his forehead to yours, his fingers explore you as if he is memorizing your body. “We don’t have to do everything tonight...We could- I would like to…” He sounds shy as he struggles to put his words together, but you know what he wants- because you want it too.

“You want to be my boyfriend?” You blurt without thinking and quickly cover your face with your hands. “I mean, I know we don’t know each other well, but I thought maybe after all this-”

“Yes.” Your hands are pulled from your overheated face and you are eye to eye with Shoji. “I would like that, and please, call me by my first name.”

You smile brightly and pull Shoji- Mezo- down for a masked kiss.

“We may not be physically ready for sex yet but...Maybe we could try something else?” You feel his hand against you change, and before you can ask questions you feel a hot breath against your core. “I have a lot of ideas to try and...I still want to make you feel good.”

“I would like that.” You smile softly at him, reaching up to smooth the hair out of his face. “But, I want to make you feel good too-” you moan as a thick hot tongue works its way into your core.

He takes your hand, curling it around his cock.

“You did promise me a massage.”

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 4 years

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I dont know how- but this is my first time seeing this ask...*_*

I have no rules and am comfortable with most everything!

Also, sorry for the strange first reply!^

Don’t mind me, just scooting by to say you write for both Tokoyami AND Shoji? Taste. Also, do you have a rules list for prompts? I would love to see more work, but I wouldn’t want to send in something you might be uncomfortable with!

Xf6xrh

#ask #fanfiction

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 4 years

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BNHA Fic Requests Open

Feel free to shoot me some prompts-

I’m on a dry spell and my zombie apocalypse ‘choose your adventure’ au is still a hot minute from being finished...

#BNHA #bnha fic #bnha fanfiction #fanfiction #boku no hero #boku no hero fanfiction #requests open #my hero academia #my hero academia fic

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 4 years

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Part 2 for this trash smut fic is up.

<<< UNDER THE MAHOGANY TABLE PT.2 >>>

Under the Mahogany Table- Tokoyami Fumikage

Words: 2400 Characters: Tokoyami Fumikage & Dark Shadow x Reader Spice: Spicy AF Warnings: Filthy Language, Smut, NSFW, Voyeurism

You are in a study group, your long time crush Tokoyami Fumikage sits in front of you- erotic shenanigans ensue. Shall we count how many times i can use the word ‘core’ in reference to a vagina?

Characters are aged up. I don’t write often so don’t spell check me-

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 4 years

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Under the Mahogany Table-Tokoyami Fumikage Pt.2

Words: 2700

Characters: Tokoyami Fumikage & Dark Shadow x Reader

Spice: Spicy AF

Warnings: Filthy Language, Smut, NSFW, Unprotected Sex

After your steamy public study session Tokoyami, Dark Shadow, and you take things to his place.

This is lemony smut trash- read >>>>Part 1 <<<<< First.

Characters are aged up. I don’t write often so don’t spell check me-

“So now that you’ve used your quirk to fuck me, do you want to take me home and try it the old fashion way, or am i going to have to play coy and wait for the third date?”

You blushed hard, recalling your words from earlier that day.

Tokoyami Fumikage and Dark Shadow had carried you- like a princess- to a taxi waiting outside Momo’s mansion.

On the ride back to the dorms, through the afterglow of an earth-shattering orgasm- you had acted like Fumikage’s long-time girlfriend, Touching your bird boy as you pleased- not a care in the world.

Your sexual euphoria lasted until you reached the door of his room.

Now you felt just like the nervous awkward virgin you had always been.

Tokoyami stood within the dark depths of his room, feathered head quirked to the side as he studied you with those intense garnet eyes.

It struck you that Fumikage was an unknowing participant of your first sexual encounter. Not really even a participant as much as an informed onlooker- one of many onlookers.

Your eyes fell to your shoes, studying the frayed edges of your laces to buy some time.

Had you pushed too hard when you asked that he be the one to fuck you this time? Maybe he wanted to go slow?

“Is this...okay?” You whispered, uncertainty making your voice tremble, you raise your eyes to Fumikage. “Outside of...earlier with Dark Shadow I’ve never…I mean- I want to! I just-”

This was...so much harder than the sudden, random encounter you had with Dark Shadow in Momo’s dining room..

“Y/N.” He made your name sound beautiful when it came from him. “I just want to spend time with you, nothing else has to happen.”

He reached a hand out to you in invitation.

You moved towards him, but found yourself crushed against his torso as Dark Shadow wrapped himself around both of you.

“You’ll be leaving this room well fucked or not at all.” Tokoyami tensed around you.

“Dark Shadow, enough!” The shadowy entity pulled into Tokoyami without complaint.

Fumikage wrapped his arms around you, resting his chin on the top of your head before releasing a long sigh. “Once again, I’m sorry. Feel free to ignore him whenever he opens his mouth-”

“Easier said than done-” You mumbled, grinning into his chest as his feathers bristled in surprise. “Do you have any movies?”

“Yes!” His voice cracked, you giggled as he pulled you into his room, closed the door and led you to his bed.

You glanced around; low lighting and black walls covered in posters that screamed 90’s emo but still suited his edgy aesthetic.

You thought of the black leather corset and fishnet outfit you came across online- at the time it looked stupid and you wondered who would even buy something like that- but now...You glanced at Tokoyami- you decided it might be a good investment...

“The room is a bit- '' Hesitating, he took in his room. His hand rubbed the back of his neck, the other shoved into the pocket of his jeans. You imagined he blushed under the glossy black plumage covering his face.

“I like it.” You smiled up at him as you took your seat on the bed. The mattress dipped under your weight, the blanket was soft under your thighs reminding you that Tokoyami had taken your panties. You glanced at the hand in his pocket, the fabric moving over the motions of his fingers.

He’s touching my panties.

You licked your lips, eye trailing from his hand to meet his eyes.

“Keep them.” Your voice sounded rough, you clenched your thighs together as a now familiar heat coiled in your belly.

“I intended to.” His voice washed over you like warm honey, your lips parted. “I- I’ll get the movie.”

“Smooth.” Dark Shadow popped out to hover over Tokoyami’s shoulder, his yellow eyes trained on your breasts. You were surprised when Tokoyami allowed him to linger. “I got the movie, hope you're into horror, babe.”

Babe...

Before today Dark Shadow was just a quirk, an extension of Tokoyami, now- after your earlier exchange- Your pussy throbbed at the memory of Dark Shadows long cold tongue invading your most private place. Your thighs rubbed together as you quelled your desires.

Tokoyami wanted to watch a movie and you did not want to make him uncomfortable.

He took his seat a respectable distance away from you, close enough to touch if you reached out- but too distant for anything low key. You huffed, scooting back on the bed and resting your back against the wall, you would enjoy his company regardless, so it wasn’t a big deal.

Tokoyami perched on the edge of his bed until Dark Shadow had his laptop set up on the desk for you all to view. As the movie was loading he pushed himself back on the bed, his back resting against the wall but maintaining his distance from you.

You tucked your legs under and faced Tokoyami as you prepared to move closer, you assumed he wanted to go slow- you respected that and would not touch him- but you had to close that distance.

“You're both so stiff.” Dark Shadow snorted as he drifted his way back to you. His eyes darted to Tokoyami before settling on your face. “It’s a long movie, we should get comfortable, Babe.”

His chilly hands curled around your shoulders, you hadn’t realized how large he had grown in the darkness of the room. With a light push you landed on your back with a bounce.

Dark shadow wedged himself between your legs, nestling his long smooth body between your parted thighs, his arms moved to circle your torso as his head rested on your breasts.

The chill from his body seeped through your clothes and your nipples beaded under the weight of his transparent body. You kept your knees bent, not wanting to kick fumikage but not having a choice but to lay down.

“Hyo!”

You gasped. How could you forget?

Through the transparent body of Dark Shadow you watched Tokoyami take you in.

Your legs spread wide to accommodate Dark Shadow's larger body, your skirt bunched up well over your hips, you grew wet as Tokoyamis’ eyes roamed over your naked pussy.

You clenched your thighs together, pulling at the fabric trapped between you and Dark Shadow in an effort to cover yourself.

Dark Shadow refused to budge, pulling your arms away to lock your wrists in a chilly grip over your head, he shoved his free hand between your bodies to rest on your stomach. Goosebumps flooded your skin in the wake of his fingers as they traveled down the swell of your stomach and over your mound to reach the apex of your thighs.

“He’s never seen a pussy before.” Dark Shadow whispered into your ear, his fingers delving into your folds to open you to Tokoyamis’ rapt gaze. “Let em’ look.” You nodded, your head growing fuzzy with arousal, you spread your legs- splaying yourself at Dark Shadows’ request.

“Do you want my fingers inside you?” Cool breath tickled your ear, you nodded eagerly. “Tell me you want to be fucked by my fingers.”

Your face heated, you caught Tokoyami’s glazed eyes. A whimper escaped you..

“Please, fuck me with your fingers.” You cried, wiggling your hips to encourage him.

“She’s dripping wet and we haven't even started..” Dark Shadow turned to Tokoyami, your back arched as you felt the cold stretch of his fingers entering you. Your moan echoed through the room as his thumb circled your clit, ghosting over the hard nub. “Such a tight pussy, I can hardly fit two fingers in.”

He stilled his fingers, watching your face with a wicked grin.

“Move.” You whined, grinding yourself against his hand, “Please, stop teasing me.”

“Tell me, did you save this tight little cunt for us, babe?” You cried out as he spread his fingers inside you. “Don’t worry, I’ll have you ready for cock soon-”

“Yes, yes yes-”

“Fuck.” Tokoyami gripped your knees, spreading you wider as he watched Dark Shadows fingers fuck you. Dark Shadow hummed as your body tightened around his fingers. “She’s so wet.”

“She made all this just for us.” You whimpered as Dark Shadow pulled his fingers back to spread them in front of Tokoyamis’ face. Your juices coated his hand, strings of it connecting his fingers. “She tastes just like warm honey.”

“Hmmm.” Tokoyami leaned forward, opening his mouth to lick your essence off of Dark Shadows fingers. He closed his eyes as if savoring your taste. “Perfect.”

“Tokoyami…” You breathed.

His eyes opened slowly, locking on yours, his mouth curled into a grin as he crawled forward. Dark shadow vacated his spot between your legs, drifting down by your head he released your wrists to wrap his arms around you from behind, sitting you up in the process.

You spread your legs as Tokoyami took his place on his knees between your legs, his hot palms sliding up your thighs as Dark Shadow palmed your breasts. It was too much and not enough,

You arched your back, raising your arms as Dark Shadow yanked your shirt off and over your head, your breasts bounced with the force of it.

“No bra, babe?” Dark shadows hands curled around your chest, avoiding your sensitive nipples as Tokoyami took his time exploring your flesh. It was perfect, but not enough to get you off.

Your hand wandered down to your throbbing pussy, desperate to reach the peak Dark shadow had taken you too earlier. You had delved in just enough to wet your fingers when your hand was seized by Tokoyami.

“That’s mine.” He leaned forward, licking your fingers as he had Dark Shadows. “Tell me what you want.” His deep voice wavered as he nuzzled into your palm.

“You.” You blurted, blushing hard as you used your free hand to touch yourself once more, spreading the lips of your pussy and exposing your soaking virgin hole. “I need you inside of me, please.”

“He’s not going to last if you keep that up, babe.” Dark shadow released your breast, stretching his ghostly arms across your body to brush your hands away and undo Tokoyami’s pants. His cock bounced free as his pants and underwear were jerked down, you marveled at the size of him.

You pushed to your knees, leaning in to explore.

He hissed as you gripped his hot thick length, moaning your name as he bucked into your palm. Moisture beaded on the tip of his cock, you couldn't help but lean forward and taste him with a flick of your tongue.

Tokoyami whimpered, gripping the back of your head by the hair he rubbed his cock against your lips.

“Open that pretty mouth and take my cock.” He gasped.

Before you could open your lips and take him into your mouth, Dark Shadow pulled Tokoyami back by the hips.

“Not yet.” You whined at Dark Shadow’s voice, “I just got her cunt ready and now I want to see it stuffed with cock.”

Tokoyami grunted, as soon as Dark Shadow released his hips he had you pinned to the bed, his cock rubbing through your folds, slipping over your slit to bump your swollen clit.

“So fucking wet.” Tokoyami whispered, “Did you stretch her for me?”

His chest rumbled over yours, the fabric of his shirt felt rough against your sensitive nipples.

“She is really tight, but she was made to be fucked by us.” You gasped as the head of Tokoyami’s cock pressed at your entrance.

“Please.” You begged, your nails digging into his back, urging him on.

“Such a good girl, begging for cock.” Dark Shadow’s cold breath fanned over your cheek while Tokoyami painted on the other.

“Dark Shadow.” Tokoyami breathed, nuzzling his face against yours.

Dark shadow nodded, nibbling your ear before pulling away. “Don’t take too long.” He mumbled as he vanished into Tokoyami’s body.

You squirmed as Tokoyami pressed deeper into your body, sweat beaded on his neck as he penetrated you slowly. You bit your lip, gripping his shoulders as his girth stretched you to your limits and left you in delicious pain. You gasped as he filled you to the hilt, the tip of his cock pressing against your womb.

Glistening sweat dropped from his body to yours as he trembled above you.

“So- So tight.” His voice broke above you, “Forgive me, I Can’t- I can’t hold back…”

“Don’t hold back.” Your hands wandered down, gripping his ass. “Give me everything.”

He eased back, pulling out of you until only the tip of his cock remained inside. You cried out in protest, needing to be filled.

Before you could beg him to return he slammed into you, the bed rocked with the force of it.

“Gentle, gentle, gentle.” He mumbled to himself as he eased out of you once more only to return just as slow.

His pace was maddening.

“I’m ready for your cock,” You begged, pulling at his hips. “Fuck me- please fuck me hard.”

Tokoyami nodded, leaning back once more to pull your legs up, your calves resting on his shoulders. He returned over you, his hands dipping the bed on either side of your head as your thighs crushed your breasts.

Your body strained under the new position, but as his cock pounded you in the new angle you screamed in pleasure.

“Tell me- tell me you love me.” Erotic sounds of damp skin slapping togehter and heavy breathing filled the dark room. Your teeth gnashed together with the force of his thrusts.

“I-I...Oh, god.” You moaned as he fucked you, unable to answer. “More, please more.”

“I’m gonna fill your tight hole with my cum,” He leaned back, watching his cock disappear into your body over and over. “I’ll plant my seed in your cunt- get you fat with a child- and you will have to love me…”

You wanted to scream yes, to beg him to come inside of you, but your orgasm strangled you. The glorious pressure building inside of you dwarfed your earlier orgasm with Dark Shadow.

“Tokoyami!” You pleaded, begging him to bring you over the edge. Tears rolled down the corners of your eyes as his fingers dug into your tight hard enough to bruise.

“Come for me.” Your body trembled as you peaked, your pussy tightening around Tokoyami’s cock like a fist.

You screamed his name as your body flooded with wave after wave of pleasure. Tokoyami’s pounding thrusts became erratic as he flooded your body with his hot cum.

Tokoyami’s baby could be forming inside of you right now.

You should be upset.

Tokoyami pulled your legs down from his shoulders to wrap them around his waist before collapsing on top of you.

You rested under him, comfortably trapped under his weight as you caught your breath, pinned with his softening length still inside you. Your mingled juices formed a warm puddle under your ass and your skin felt itchy and tight as your sweat dried, but you refused to break the connection.

You could never be upset with him, the thought of growing round with his child made your insides flutter with excitement.

He lifted his head, but your hand on the back of his neck stilled him.

“I love you.”

Your soft voice was hardly a whisper and the words themselves were ridiculous considering you two had only spoken a handful of times over the span of years- and Tokoyami had demanded you say them in the heat of passion...But you had to say them.

You had loved him from the moment you had seen him.

You clung to him, your face resting in the crook of his neck, preventing him from seeing it.

His arms circled you, squeezing tight as his breath hitched. You felt his cock hardening inside of you.

“Love you too, babe.” Dark Shadow’s yellow eyes peeked at you from over Tokoyami’s shoulder. “Now get up, you're going to use your mouth to clean up this sloppy cock.”

“Dark Shadow!” Tokoyami’s arms tightened around you.

Dark Shadow shrugged, making you giggle. You were tired, but recalling the brief taste you had earlier- your tender pussy clenched around Tokoyami coaxing a moan out of you both.

You smiled softly up at your two lovers knowing that it would be a long night, and you would most certainly be leaving the room well fucked or not at all.

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 4 years

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Class Trip First Kiss- Mezo Shoji

MEZO SHOJI Pt.1

CLASS TRIP FIRST KISS PROLOGUE HERE

Fabric felt soft against your mouth.

Though the kiss was an accident you lingered against your captive a moment longer before slowly separating your face from his.

Mezo Shoji’s eyes were wide and confused over his mask, your hands fell from his soft pale hair down to his broad shoulders, keeping him leaned over and within your reach.

All six of his arms floated around you, clearly hesitant about how to handle the situation.

Although ‘bold’ was a word normally attached to american transfers, you would never describe yourself that way.

But the way Shoji reacted to you- how such a large powerful guy could be reduced to a blushing bumbling mess- made you feel…powerful.

You had noticed Shoji often, tall muscular types were your flavor and Shoji checked those boxes. But with the language barrier you never had an opportunity to get close to him.

His breath hitched as you ran your fingers over his fabric covered neck, he trembled under you touch and you loved it, smiling sweetly up at him before releasing him completely.

Shoji stood still, a hand touching his neck over where your fingers had been, he looked confused and uncertain.

“I, uh-” he averted his eyes from you, straightening his back to stand tall once more.

On a second thought you glanced around, having completely forgotten you were surrounded by teachers and classmates. Nobody noticed you jump your new partner, not that you would have minded- you didn’t really know them after all.

You looked down at your feet, waiting for embarrassment to creep its way over you- it didn’t.

Looking up you took in your partner, Shoji had stopped flailing, one hand rubbed the back of his neck as he kept his face averted.

“I- I noticed you were excited before I tapped you, I should have-” He sighed, bodily turning away from you as he transformed one of his hands into a mouth to speak for him. “I’m sorry.”

The urge to kiss this new mouth was shocking, you hadn’t realized how attracted you were to Shoji until now.

“What are you sorry about?” You mumbled, eyes on his mouth.

Would it be weird to kiss him there?

He stiffened at your words, turning towards you, the shocked expression back on his face. “You can speak the language?”

“It’s what I was so excited about. Apparently one of the pro heroes has a language quirk.” You couldn’t stop your grin, Shoji’s eyes squinted as if we were smiling as well. “I didn’t-”

I didn’t mean to do that in front of everyone…You meant to say, but the words fell short.

“It’s okay..I-I know you didn’t mean it, it was an accident.” He 'knew’ you didn’t mean to kiss him, the certainty of that was in his eyes as they met yours.

It rubbed you wrong the way he spoke as if nobody would kiss him on purpose.

It pissed you off.

Shoji didn’t protest as you grabbed him by the wrist and, although he could easily overpower you, allowed you to drag him outside of the group to a hidden spot behind a nearby tree.

The voice of Mr.Aizawa echoed around you as you pushed Shoji against the tree and dug your fingers into the fabric of his tank top.

You gave a light tug and he leaned down to your level.

So obedient.

You quelled the urge to praise him.

One hand brushed over his cheek while the other wrapped around the back of his neck.

His eyes were on you, taking you in, heat radiated from his mask in time with his quickened breath.

“That kiss might have been an accident but- I‘ve wanted to kiss you for a while now-”

You cut off his gasp,,pressing your lips against his masked face in a firm- purposeful- kiss.

“I-”

“Can we kiss properly?”

The moment uncertainty crossed his face you knew that you had pushed too hard too fast.

You wanted to take the question back, certain it had ruined something beautiful before it had the chance to begin.

The fabric on his face shifted as his mouth opened and you felt in your bones he was about to turn you down.

“I can keep my eyes closed, and my hands to myself…” you rushed, closing your eyes tight as you pulled your hands from his shoulders.

Nerves creeped their way around your heart, for the first time since kissing your new partner you felt out of control, you were going at a lightning quick pace and hadn’t slowed to consider Shoji’s feeling and now you were about to lay in the bed you made for yourself.

Cold sweat formed on your neck as you waited, moments passed and you resigned yourself to an embarrassing escape-

Until you felt several pairs of hands on you; your hips, shoulders, and a pair cupping your face, all drawing you into a tentative but sweet kiss.

His lips were warm, firm, and so gentle. With your eyes closed they felt no different than normal lips, you couldn't imagine what he might be hiding himself but you wanted to earn his trust- and access to regular kisses.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, going to your toes to press closer to him- you wanted more than a sweet kiss, you wanted everything. He was so warm, you could stay in his arms forever-

“Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!”

You lept out of your skin at Mr. Yamada’s booming voice, nearly tumbling back with the force of your shock. Shoji’s arm’s tightened around you, his mask already pulled back into place over his mouth.

Mr.Yamada peeked at you from behind the tree, his gloved hands shooting you finger guns that bounced to some invisible beat, “Don’t forget to breeeaaaaattttthhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

You gasped, gulping air into your burning lungs because, yes, you had been holding your breath.

As Shoji’s arms trembled about you with mirth you couldn’t find it in yourself to be irritated with your teacher.

You leaned over placing your hand directly on your teachers face before playfully shoving him back behind the tree…You really did owe Present mic a ‘thank-you’…but not right now.

CLASS TRIP FIRST KISS

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lady-janes-smut-stash · 4 years

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Under the Mahogany Table- Tokoyami Fumikage

Words: 2400 Characters: Tokoyami Fumikage & Dark Shadow x Reader Spice: Spicy AF Warnings: Filthy Language, Smut, NSFW, Voyeurism

You are in a study group, your long time crush Tokoyami Fumikage sits in front of you- erotic shenanigans ensue. Shall we count how many times i can use the word ‘core’ in reference to a vagina?

Characters are aged up. I don’t write often so don’t spell check me-

You stared down at your book, it could be a trashy erotica novel for all you knew, you couldn't read a word of it.

Your cake sat untouched beside your book, you sat stiffly the elegance of the room setting you on edge. Even the air smelled crisp and clean.

Your fingers gripped the table, you felt the eyes of your crush on you and forced yourself to act natural- or as natural as you could be in a chair that likely cost more than what you spend in a year.

U.A finals were coming up and, as usual, Momo Yaoyorozu organized and hosted a class study session at her home. You didn't need extra study time, but your crush, Tokoyami Fumikage was attending- and here he was, directly across from you.

Your attraction was pitiful, really.

You had been in the same class with Fumikage for years now, training to be a hero alongside him but never having been partnered with him.

Not once.

The way he occupied most of your thoughts- it was almost comical considering only a handful of words were passed between you.

You had given up pursuing the edgy bird boy, but your desire for him burned as hot as always.

You glanced up at the boy in question, allowing yourself only a moment to take him in.

Hot damn.

He had bulked up since you had first seen him but his style remained the same.

Your eyes ate him up, you felt perverted as you stared at him from across the ridiculously long mahogany table.

His strong pale hands gripped his book firmly, his thumb stroking the open page back and forth. How would it feel for him to stroke you like that?

The level of hate you felt for that fucking book was unnatural.

You leaned back knowing that you were more than a little obsessed with Fumikage.

Your eyes moved from his hands to his thick arms, over to the buttons on his chest.

You sighed at how fine he looked in that black vest.

Your gaze crawled up his torso, past that red choker that you’ve always wanted to touch-

Your hand barley managed to muffle a gasp as Fumikage’s garnet eyes locked you in place. He conveyed so much with just a look, you felt your skin heat.

An eternity passed, you could live in his gaze.

“What kind of tea do you all want?” Momo’s generosity cut the moment short. “I have most every kind, and what I don't I can have a maid run out and get it for you!”

You pulled your eyes away first. “Doesn’t matter to me, I’ll drink whatever.”

“Same.” Fumikage echoed in a low voice.

Your blush persisted as you returned your eyes to your book, doubting you would have the courage to glance up again.

You refused to let yourself read into what just happened, content in keeping Tokoyami Fumikage your secret obsession.

Flipping a page you kept up the facade of reading.

The small group seemed engaged as Momo kept up conversation. You smiled and laughed appropriately when Denki or Mina cracked a joke.

You tried to focus, you really did, and almost succeeded-

A feather light touch grazed your knee.

Your body trembled.

You jerked your leg, expecting the touch to disappear- it didn't.

You held your breath as fingers encircled both your legs in a chilly grip.

The touch was firm but not painful, their hands wide around your upper calves as their thumbs rubbed back and forth over your knees.

You cautiously glanced around the table.

Everyone was seated.

Straightening your back, you pressed your thighs together and worried your lower lip. The hands stilled as well, as if sensing an inner struggle going on inside of you.

You could yell out- draw attention to the person under the table. Could it be a perverse maid or manservant of Momo’s?

You glanced up at Fumikage, his gem toned eyes wholly focused on the notes in front of him. You had no doubt about him being your first love, but did you want to pine after him forever?

No.

Loving him from a distance was bittersweet at best, but the time had passed for you to join his inner circle.

This is the closest I will get to him.

The cold fingers gripping your calves squeezed, testing or asking you didn't know. With your untouched body being groped by a stranger while your crush sat not six feet away from you- a sick desire twisted its way around your heart and heated your blood.

Your hands reached under the table cloth, shifting your fingers around the hem of your soft skirt, goosebumps flooded your skin as you eased the fabric up, spreading your knees an inch apart in demur invitation.

The chilly grasp roamed higher, spreading your trembling legs as they crossed to grip the soft swell of your hips. Cold fingers brushed the outline of your panties in a loving caress. You glanced at your lap to see two bulges under your skirt where the table cloth fell short.

Panic bled into pleasure as the fingers dipped under the edges of your underwear to rub the flesh of your hip with a slow back and forth. You closed your eyes and imagined Fumikage’s fingers as he rubbed his book the same way.

Your breath hitched as you opened wider to the stranger, picturing your crush under the table as you willed them to do more.

“You okay Y/N?” Momo turned to you. “Your trembling.”

Air burst from you in a light sigh as the stranger forced your legs wide.

“I’m just a bit chilly.” Your strained smile put her at ease. Instinct urged you to protect your vulnerable place, you tried to close your legs but the stranger was there- resting between your thighs like it was their new home.

“Well, I will have the maid turn up the heat for you, and i'm sure some hot tea will work wonders for you as well.” Warmth seeped from your core as something smooth and chilly nuzzled your inner thigh, tantalizingly close to your center.

Their cock?

No, there was no way.

“Thank you, I- I appreciate that.” You moved your hand over your plate, brushing a fancy fork onto the marble floor.

A clatter echoed across the wide room.

“I’ve got it!” you rushed before Momo could call a maid.

You leaned down, lifting the table cloth.

Glowing yellow orbs stared back at you over your thigh.

You froze.

Fuck.

Dark Shadow’s obsidian fingers dug into your flesh, he shot you a shit-eating grin before shoving his face into the apex of your thighs. His eerie gaze held yours as he latched onto your aching core, his cold tongue flicking out to lap at your cunt through your panties.

You bit your lip to keep from crying out. Trembling, you lifted back into your seat and did your best portrayal of nonchalant as dark shadow contoured you with his tongue.

You dared a glance at Fumikage, surely he had to know…

Nope.

His oblivious expression said otherwise.

Could Dark Shadow even be out without him knowing?

You didn't know.

Dark Shadow had to be one sneaky little shi-

A wave of cold air hit your core as Dark Shadow pulled your panties to the side and melded his mouth to your center. His eager tongue ran circled around your swollen nub, moving down to trace the seam of your entrance.

A tea cup clattered over in the distance, masking the sharp sound of Dark Shadow ripping the crotch of your panties.

Tea bled over the tablecloth in a dark stain, your soft whimper went unheard as people bustled in to clean up the mess.

“I’ll have them change the-”

“No!” Your voice broke as you interupted Momo, “I’m sure it’s fine, it will just get messy again as we eat, we can change it after we study.” You covered. You didn’t want your stranger to get caught, but more than that you didn’t want them to stop.

As if rewarding you Dark shadow brought his mouth back to your soaking pussy. Your swollen clit throbbed as you spread yourself to invite him back home.

“I suppose your right...”

What would Fumicage think?

Your legs tightened around Dark shadow as his tongue teased your entrance, your eyes drifted to Fumikage.

Bird Boy looked at you with such concern, his brow creased with worry as his partner began fucking you with his long cold tongue. All you cared about was the shadowy entity wrecking you under the table.

You bit your lip, nearly drawing blood to compose yourself enough not to moan and alert your classmates.

When you opened them Fumikage was still staring. Your lips parted as you sent him a silent gesture to look under the table.

Your body jerked as Dark Shadow yanked you to the edge of your seat, his fingers dug into your hips. Fumicage’s eyes widened with the movement, your body felt more sensitive under his alert watch.

Your core was dripping wet as dark shadow worked a thick cool finger into your hot untried sex.

Your breath caught with the ache of his invasion, his fingers were thick and stretched you more than you had ever been.

The state of the fancy chair fleeted through your mind as he allowed you to adjust, when he started languidly pumping inside you, his mouth latching onto your sensitive nub-

Fuck the chair.

You rested your head between your arms on the table, no longer able to hide your expression.

The effort to keep quiet was staggering- the effort to keep from grinding onto Dark Shadow for relief was even more so.

“You sure you're okay, Y/N?” Denki asked from the far end of the long table.

“Yeah.” You mumbled as Dark Shadow forced another finger into your soaking hole. “I’m just a little tired.” Your voice broke.

Clink.

The sound of cutlery hitting the floor was unmistakable, you glanced up to find Fumikage with one hand braced on the table as he leaned down.

“HYO!”

Fumikage bolted upright in his seat, eyes wide and feathers standing on end as his fingers curled around his book in a death-grip.

“Everything okay there, Fumikage?”

He nods in silence, his panic filled eyes never leaving yours.

Your face heats, you feel so deliciously dirty.

Your long time crush watching as his partner stretches you with his fingers. Dark Shadow is mildly transparent, did Fumicage see him sucking on your bare pussy?

warmth coils in your belly at the thought.

Your body makes light erotic noises in time with Dark Shadows rhythm.

You lick your lips, Fumikage watches your mouth, his eyes taking all of you in as his breathing becomes labored.

You are nearly there, your hand wanders under the table, curling around Dark Shadow’s head, you wrap a leg around his smooth body as you desperately shove him against your core.

You need more.

Your legs fall open, splayed wide as you imagine Fumikage leaning over you, his cock stretching you as he mercilessly fucks you into oblivion.

Dark Shadow forces another finger into your eager body.

“Tokoyami.” You gasp.

RIPPP!

You glance over to find Fumikage has torn a section of pages out of his book. His hands tremble as his breath comes out in gasps.

His glazed eyes are locked on yours as dark shadow brings you to peak.

You hear a crash as you tumble over a wave of pleasure.

Your head drops into your arms on the table, you bite down hard on your school book to stifle your moan of ecstasy, your nails dig into your arms and pain mingles with your orgasm.

You gasp for air, feeling sated and sticky.

You couldn't move if you wanted too. You had no idea how you were going to explain this, and in the afterglow you really couldn't be brought to care..

“I’m going to take her out for some fresh air, she’s not looking well.” You heard Fumikage say, his voice low and shaky. “I need air as well, it's a bit stifling in here. Please excuse us.”

Momo said something, but in your haze it didn't register.

Fumikage was beside you in an instant.

“I’ve got you now.” He whispered into your ear, his body radiating heat that you missed from Dark Shadow.

He worked one arm behind your back while the other quickly pulled your panties down your legs and off - to be discreetly tucked into his pocket.

He lifted you into his arms like a princess, his limbs and dark shadow strategically placed to preserve your modesty.

The light breeze and sunshine were overstimulating, your arms wrapped around Tokoyami’s neck, you nuzzled your face against his, reveling in his close proximity as much as hiding from the too bright sun.

“I-I…” He sighed, coming to a stop and closing his eyes. “I’m sorry, L/N.”

You stiffened.

He could be sorry for any number of things. Sorry that Dark Shadow took advantage of you, sorry that he doesn't like you the way you like him...You waited for him to clarify but he struggled.

You chose your words carefully.

“I can't say that- well, that I wanted my first time to be in front of my classmates.” your eyes drifted away from his, your voice sounds small even to you. “But I enjoyed it, and I like you. So- I mean…” You blushed hard, his intense gaze turning your small speech into sand in your mouth.

“I-”

“He likes you- has for a long damn time.” Dark shadow opens him mouth for the first time since he was under your skirt.. “I like you too, but I love the taste of your puss-”

“ENOUGH, Dark Shadow!” Dark Shadow withdrew into Fumikage without a word.

“You like me?”

“Yes.” He mumbled, averting his eyes.

A smile broke your face, nothing could dampen this moment.

“Would you want to hang out at my place and watch movies? I’d ask if you want dinner but-” The idea of a repeat in a restaurant was both terrifying and titillating- but also too soon.

“I’d love too.” he grinned, his eyes squinting with the force of it.

“What should I say to everyone about…”

“Dark shadow took care of it.”

“He did? I don't see how when his mouth and hands were-”

He coughed, looking thoroughly embarrassed, “Dark shadow can change shape, he likely made another arm to knock all that stuff over..”

“Oh. That explains a lot.” You didn't elaborate, but now that you knew he liked you, and after this evening, it only felt natural to tease him...

You shifted in his arms, your face now close to his, so close that your breath ruffled his feathers.

“So now that you’ve used your quirk to fuck me, do you want to take me home and try it the old fashion way, or am i going to have to play coy and wait for the third date?”

“Hyo!”

<<< UNDER THE MAHOGANY TABLE PT.2 >>>

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