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antigenius · 4 years

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Pairing: Slight Yandere!Deku x Tipsy!Reader

Warnings: Slight smut towards the end, strippers, cursing, handcuffs

A/N: So I haven’t made any good smut in a while (I’ve never published my smut before) and this idea decided to pop in my head so enjoy ig :”) I’ll write the full pp into vv in the next part soon!! Pt 1 || Pt 2

(This smut is inspired by this picture by Bobafiish on picuki! Go check them out on Twitter and Insta!!)

You were a whore. Period. No point in saying some bullshit that you were a ‘good girl’ or that you ‘went to church every Sunday’. You just had high standards. Everyone you had met so far was either a twink, or a switch leaning to bottom. If they were a top, they were just mediocre. They’d get themselves off and nothing more. You’d be left alone, cold and empty, literally. It was becoming so hard to find someone to replace him.

You could just feel his teeth trailing across your neck, hovering over your pulse just before biting hard, leaving a purplish-blue bruise to form. His plush lips would graze over the mark, placing a feathery kiss before moving up to your lips, stealing your breath. His cold hands would ghost your torso gently, feeling your soft skin before pulling your hips down to meet his. You’d feel his clothed dick beneath your soaked panties, but he’d just let you sit there, waiting ‘til you begged.

Izuku ‘Deku’ Midoriya.

Gods was he something else.

You crossed your legs on the barstool, quickly taking a sip of your cocktail. You were getting more heated the more you thought about it. You had to get your mind off of him somehow. He was no good. He was creepy. You had found a book where he wrote about where you went each morning, how your toilet routines were like, your relationships with all of your friends, everything. You had also found a page that was sticky, filled with scribbles and drawings of you nude in bed. It was downright disgusting to think he watched you while you slept. You once even found a photo of him jacking off to you drooling.

You let the drink in your glass swirl twice before taking another sip. You were here to find someone new, and exciting. Someone who could show you a good time. Well, you’d hope so, being at a male strip club.

No one seemed to catch your interest just yet, they were all just candy for the eyes, but not a man you’d crave. Not to mention, their cocks were too big. You might like a big bitch, but even you didn’t want a guy with a nine-incher. Too much work, especially if they wanted to try pulling out.

You were beginning to get desperate though. It’d been at least a year since you had a proper fuck. You down the rest of your cocktail, sniffling a little bit. Any fuck would feel good if you were drunk, right?

You place your glass back down onto the bar counter, placing it beside the four other glasses.

“Get me another.”

The bartender nods slowly, looking at you funnily before screwing his eyebrows together.

“(Y/n)?”

You snap your head towards the familiar voice, immediately regretting the decision. Your head spins just a little as you try to focus on the person in front of you.

“It’s you, isn’t it? I haven’t seen you since, well…”

He gave a shy, sweet smile, but you knew better than to fall for it. You turn away from him.

“What happened to the other bartender?” You ask, nonchalant.

“I took over a while ago.” He peers at you from the side, green curly hair falling into his face. “You look… Different. Did you do something to yourself?”

You stood up from the chair, ignoring the fact that your sense of balance was screwed. “Shut up. I don’t wanna talk to you.”

Your brain tells your body to take a step forward, but you only stumble, causing the male to catch you by the arm.

“Hey! Be careful! You clearly had too much to drink!”

You face him, his forest eyes were still as dark as ever, luring you in like an incubus searching for his new prey. His arms were still laden with scars, prettily decorating his muscles as he steadied you to the counter. You let your eyes wander. He must’ve been one of the strippers that were dancing, looking at his costume. It was a police cosplay of some kind, the shirt fully unbuttoned to let his freckled abs show. A handcuff was on his wrist whilst his skinny jeans pressed hard against a certain area. He seems to notice your gaze, a red blush flourishing upon his cheeks.

“It’s… Costume week. Boss said I’d look good as a policeman.”

His voice was soft, a little husky even, or maybe it was just your head making it sound like that. The bass of the music made your heart vibrate even harder, and all you could do was stare.

You begged your body to be rational. You begged and PLEADED your drunken state to at least think twice about the words that would come out of its mouth. Seems like you were deaf, because your next words tumbled out of you before you could stop yourself.

“Fuck me.”

He blinks, but you could see the sliver of a smirk twitch on his plump lips. “Excuse me?”

“Don’t play games with me Deku. I’m giving you a fucking rope right now, so fuck me.”

The smirk grows, spreading across his face as he chucks the dish rag to a random stripper.

“Kacchan, take my shift. I’ve got somebody.”

Before said stripper could begin to shout at him, he leaves some cash on the table, courteously paying your tab before sweeping you into his arms.

“Let’s take this to the VIP room, hm?”

He flashes you a grin, a grin that sends electricity crackling down your spine. With a jangle of some keys, he opens the room, the scent of musky cologne filling your nostrils. A plush red sofa sat at the wall whilst the room lights were dimmed for effects. Opened condom packets littered the floor. He gently sets you down to stand, locking the door behind him. He unclicks the handcuff that dangled on his wrist, grabbing yours and cuffing them together. His tongue pokes out cheekily from behind his teeth, glinting from the piercing.

“What a cute criminal I’ve caught…”

With a chuckle, he places a hand underneath your chin, lifting your jaw up. You instinctively back away, only to hit the wall behind you. He comes closer, you could smell the acrid tones of honey and sweet perfume, it made you feel lightheaded. He captures you, ensnares you with his lips alone. It was sweet at first, a mellow teenage kiss before his tongue slips in, turning it all a bit more passionate. A dull pulse hits your lower abdomen, making you rub your thighs together to try and ease it. He pulls away, laughing.

“Wow… Just from that huh?”

His giggles were light, like he could never do wrong in the world. He pushes his hands in-between your thighs, rubbing against your clothed clit. You stubbornly bite your lip, holding back a small gasp. He raises an eyebrow at this, a cool palm pressing on the small of your back.

“Oh.” He frowns. “You’re not gonna confess?”

You glare at him. “Confess what?”

He leans in, nose tickling your ear. “That you missed me this whole time?”

You grit your teeth as he continued. “Face it, I’m the best you ever had right? I’m the only one who KNOWS you.”

You hold your urge to spit in his face. “You’re disgusting, you know that right?”

He puckers his lips together, bottom lip jutting out into a pout. “That hurts (Y/n), I know you love me.”

You tch. “Bullshit.”

He lets his shirt fall to the floor, arms and pecs in full glory. You look at him expectantly. He looks back, tilting his head.

“You want help?”

His tone was pissing you off.

“Oh I dunno, do I?” You retort, jangling your cuffs. Midoriya raises his hands in surrender.

“Woah calm down. I’ve got you.”

He rips your little black dress in half, making you almost lunge at him in fury.

“What the fuck Midoriya?! That’s my fucking clothes!”

“Clothes schmodes, I’ll get you a new one.”

You were about to snap back at him, but you were shushed by his lips pressing onto yours. He goes lower, soon reaching your cunt. Pulling your panties to the floor, he pushes his tongue into your folds, the metal piercing feeling you just right. You try to go and grab his head, but your wrists push against the cuffs. You felt a vibration flow through you; he was snickering.

“You’re not trying all too hard, are you sure you didn’t miss me?”

“Piss off, Deku.”

He presses his tongue flat against your puffy nerves. A shaky breath leaves your lips, try as you might.

“There we go…”

He laps at you almost like a dog, relishing how you’d clench your fists. He could practically hear you internally abusing his name like a mantra, but he wanted to hear it properly out of your pretty glossed lips. He removes himself from your pussy momentarily, roughly pushing you onto the couch. White stains covered the velvety surface, along with some sort of slimy drool, something along the line. You half-gagged at the sight.

“Yeah, we never clean this thing. Always gets dirty.” He hums. “Hope you don’t mind.”

With that, he goes back to work, lips connecting with your lower ones. His tongue strokes against your slit, the piercing cold compared to the rest of the muscle. His hands snake up your hips, fingers teasing the undersides of your breasts. You hiss.

“I have the ability to kick you Midoriya, I will not hesitate.”

He looks up at you from his position. “And I can stop right now, if I so wanted to. Go ahead.”

You hated this. Your blood boiled, only making the dull pulse grow stronger within you. He sneered.

“Thought so.”

He picks your soaked panties from the floor, shoving it into your mouth. “Now stay quiet, you talk too much.”

The damp fabric was cold in your mouth, leaving you to spit it out in disgust. Midoriya notices this, forcing it back with a click of tongue.

“Even when you’re cuffed you’re resisting.” A sigh leaves his lips. “I guess it’s time for the punishment, hm?”

He sucks your clit harshly, then releases it, blowing cool breath onto your heat. You squirm at the feeling, biting down on the undergarment in your mouth. Without warning, he thrusts his fingers into you, the squelching noise loud and clear even with the blasting music.

“Let’s get started, shall we?”

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