#atsuhiro sako x reader

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Angel's Use (Hawks, Twice, Dabi, Mr. Compress, Spinner, Tomura Shigaraki)

Kinktober 2023 Day Thirty-One: (Dub-Con) Free Use

𝗟𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗢𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗦𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 || 𝘁𝘄𝗼 || 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 || 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

“Twice…? Is she okay?”

You know… 

“Angel-chan? She’s fine, she likes doing this. Little whore isn’t fully house-trained! Let’s teach a lesson!”

  Hawks used to be one of your favorite heroes. 

Hearing his voice asking if you were okay, it reminded you of that feeling. Of that little fondness you had for him. The fact that he was your age helped a lot. But it’s hard not to fall in love with someone that cute and charming. The deep pockets were a plus, and the fact that he was such a hard worker out in the field made you like him so easily. He saved lives, just like you did. And for a girl with a boring life and boring job, that was enough of a connection to get a crush going almost instantly after his debut all those years ago.

But right now? You can’t even look at him. But he looks at you. He’s been looking at you a lot.

And you can’t blame him. You really can’t.

You were declared dead a couple of months ago. That’s what Kurogiri told you. That you’re supposed to be a ghost. That you’re not supposed to exist anymore. A pretty little nurse with a powerful quirk goes missing one night. Only for an unidentifiable body to appear in the same place a couple of days later. With a case as strange as yours, heroes were bound to take notice. Bound to remember. And bound to call the authorities if you’re ever seen again. So they’ve always taken precautions when it came to you. Always made sure that you weren’t seen. Weren’t heard. Weren’t anything to anyone outside of the walls of the hideout.

So you’d like to think that that’s the reason why one of the best heroes in Japan is staring at you so intently. You’d like to think it’s because he recognizes you. Or that he’s trying to gauge what’s the best way to rescue you from this hell. You’d like to think that. But the truth is that it’s getting hard to think nowadays. It’s getting hard to use your head clearly. To parse through those muddled thoughts of yours. To move past all the tasks and distractions in front of you. And right now, you can feel his gaze on you. It’s strong and intense and so, so hard to ignore. Just like it’s hard to ignore the humiliation you can’t help but feel. 

After all, it’s not like it’s every day that your only hope of rescue gets to see you lazily suck another man’s dick like some toy.

But you can’t help the feeling. Just like you can’t help the position. You try to block it out. You try to block it all out. But the farthest you manage to get is letting the words around you dull into nothingness. You’re still very aware of where you are. Of what you’re doing. Of who they are. No matter how hard you try to block it out, you still feel the cool, smooth feeling of leather against your bare, heated as you lay on your stomach with your head in Twice’s lap. You still feel the rumble of the man’s heartbeat and breath, and he speaks to Hawks without so much of a care for your existence. You still feel the openness- the vulnerable feeling of being laid out on the couch of the common room like some toy. Lips wrapped around a dick and tongue flickering up against it as people all around you go about their lives. As if you aren’t there. As if you were meant to be there.

Above you, Twice’s chest rumbles, as if he was told a good joke. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Hawk’s golden-eyed gaze turned to you. Expression concerned, but masked fairly well. But you don’t look at it for long. Instead, you find yourself squeezing your eyes shut and bobbing your head down to take a more active role and pleasuring one of your captors. 

Twice’s deep-chested laugh turns into a moan, and one of his hands comes to rest in your hair. A grip so gentle. A touch so sweet. You could have forgotten that he was a villain. For just a moment. For just a minute. For just a second. But you didn’t.

Instead, you squeeze your eyes shut a little tighter. Maybe if you try to deep-throat him right now, no one will know just where exactly your tears are coming from. Maybe if you bury your face even lower in Twice’s lap, Hawks will stop looking at you. Maybe he’ll even forget you. Maybe you’ll forget you too. But you don’t. You can’t.

“Get Angel’s attention.”

The world hates you far too much for you to receive your peace.

“I want my turn.” The familiar sound of Dabi’s voice breaks you out of your thoughts. All of a sudden, everything that felt dull and far away felt closer. Louder. Clearer. You become hyperaware of your surroundings. Of the salty taste in your mouth. Of the TV playing the twenty-four-hour news cycle playing quietly. Of the palms that are so rough and so hot they burn coming to grab at your waist and easing you into lifting up your hips. At that, your fight or flight kicks in. You breathe labors, and before you know it, you’re pulling your mouth off of Twice’s dick to look behind you. You can hear the man’s two-sided comments. The gentle side of him’s disappointed sigh. And his other side calling you a whore. But right now? “You don’t mind if I come through the back door, don’t you, Angel?”

There’s something bigger and scarier than Twice happening behind you. 

You can’t help the fear that overtakes you in that moment. The whimper that leaks through your throat as your hands ball up into fists and your bottom lip quivers. The look Dabi is giving you behind his messy dark hair- it isn’t unfamiliar. You’ve seen that same emotion in those pretty blue eyes of his. You’ve seen it since the first day you met him. But now you’re not as stupid. You’re not as naive. And you’re much more willing to scoot back and get on your knees and relax. Well, try to relax. There’s oh but so much you can do when you’re telling yourself that you have to sit face down, ass up for a serial murderer and pyromaniac. All to live. All to live.

Out of the corner of vision again, you notice Hawks. His feathers have ruffled. Ever so slightly- an action almost too quick to catch. But you noticed it. And Dabi did too. Because a second later he’s laughing. And a second later, you’re turning your head away from him. From both of them. Your gaze falls back in front of you. At Twice’s cock, sitting angry and red and wet, and messy and forgotten as it rest on the man’s abdomen. Leaking a pearly trail of precum onto his stomach. You already miss it. He’s only a couple inches away and you already miss him. Because even if he’s like the rest of the men in this hideout who use your body so freely for their own desires, at least Twice is gentle with you. At least he’s kind to you. 

But as the sound of a zipper hits your ears, and something thick and hard and just way too big starts prodding at your anus, you know that there’s no saving you today. No going back to just laying naked on the couch and warming someone’s cock. No going back to hoping you won’t be perceived by the golden boy hero who only recently turned to the dark side. There’s only your pain. There’s only someone else’s pleasure. Taking from you. Tainting you. Torturing you. 

“Fuck, that’s it, sweetheart.”

Until it’s someone else’s turn.

“You’re still so tight back here, hmm?” You hear Dabi rumble from behind you. Voice low and sultry as his hands pull you closer and closer to him as your body swallows inch after inch with loud cries. The stretch- it burns. More than the heat from his scarred, scarred hands. From the fire alight in his eyes every single time he looks at you. More than anything in the world. And this stretch- this sudden fullness fills you up from behind like an invasive species taking over what was never theirs in the first place- it tugs at you from the pits of your stomach. It screams for attention. It begs for your tears. For your embarrassment to grow. And you can’t ignore this feeling. You can’t ignore this pain. They may have broken you to be their toy, but angels can’t be killed so easily. “Spinner was back here less than a week ago, and yet I can just barely fit. Perfect little whore.”

No matter how many times you wish for death. 

“Hey!” 

At the call of his name, Spinner responds from somewhere else in the bar. You hear his footsteps, heavy and hard pad over to where the couch is. But you can’t see him as he starts bickering with Dabi. You’re far too busy breathing out deeply. Whining and wriggling and whimpering oh-so-loudly as Dabi bottoms out inside of your ass. Now, all you can think about is the pan and how it heightens every sensation around you. How it turns your mind into mush and brings the heat to your cheeks as you wish for nothing more for it to be over. For you to disappear between the couch cushions. So much so that you barely even notice the hand reach out and brushing its fingers against yours. 

But you do notice. And you know it belongs to Twice. Offering the smallest amount of comfort possible to you. But it’s something you can’t appreciate. Something you can’t even savor. Because before you know it, Dabi’s moving his hands off your hips and wrapping them around your waist. In one fell swoop, you’re being flipped. Your position changes. And somehow the dick in your ass manages to bury itself even further inside of you. And oh, how you cry out. Oh, how you thrash. But Dabi’s got you locked in his lap now as he lays back against the couch. He’s got your legs spread nice and wide with your pretty, little pussy on display and his cock plugging up your other hole. He’s got his head buried in your neck, and the scent of ash and smoke surrounding him. Clinging to him. Tighter than the death grip he has locked around your waist. Tighter than the leash that all of them have on you. 

“At least I used lube,” Spinner starts to brag, voice proud and tone haughty. As if it’s some type of accomplishment. From this new position, you’re able to eye Spinner a little better. You’re able to see everyone and everything a little better. Compared to having your face pressed into the couch. But you don’t want to see any of them. You don’t want to think of any of them. You don’t. You just don’t. “Angel-chan like it when I use her ass because I’m gentle with her. Isn’t that right, Angel-chan?”

You can’t help it. You shake your head no at Spinner’s words. Wildly, with a few whimpers here and there as your body continues to struggle against the iron-like grip Dabi has on you. But he’s too busy laughing at your complete and utter rejection. Too busy laughing at you. 

“You really think a girl like her would enjoy being impaled by those monstrous things?“ A new voice enters the fray. And despite the fact that your brain is getting a little fuzzier and fuzzier as Dabi ultimately allows you to adjust to his size, you’re able to turn a half-lidded gaze to another part of the room to watch Mr. Compress approach you. With the mask on, it’s hard to tell where he’s looking. Or what he’s thinking. But for a second, you swear you manage to catch sight of a bulge from his pants. And you promise you’re that you’re not dreaming when you say that his gaze must have been watching the rise and fall of your chest so, so carefully. Taking in the slight jiggle of your boobs. The way your lips part. The way your expression clouds more and more. The way pain is starting to melt away into pleasure. “Perhaps you don’t remember her screams. I’m sure our neighbor do.”

Spinner starts getting offended at that. He shoots off a few choice words at Mr. Compress. But it’s Dabi who fires back at him. Making a big show of whatever he said by accenting with a roll of his hips. One that causes you to arch your bag and cry out- nearly fighting out of his grip. But those warm hands of his spread across your stomach. Holding you in place. Forcing you to do nothing but watch as others watch you. So that’s what you do.

First, your gaze falls back on Twice’s. He’s still in the same position you left him. Still harder than ever to read with that mask on his face. But now his head is tilted in the direction that makes his direct line of sight where you and Dabi’s bodies are joined. And his hand- the one that you guessed was previously reaching out to you? It’s now wrapped around his cock. Stroking at it lazily. Getting off to the mere sight of you. It makes your embarrassment grow even more. It makes your blood boil even hotter. At the end of the day, you can’t be stupid. At the end of the day, you have to remember that he’s just another man. That he’s just another one of your captors. Just another one who will likely be slipping his dick inside of one of your holes again in a couple of days. Maybe even a couple of hours. 

But then your mind starts to wander. And your eyes start to too. And suddenly your gaze is on one of Japan’s top heroes. And it’s like all the words and noise and things around you start to fade away. Because Hawks is looking at you too. He’s watching you carefully. Drinking you in slowly. And you start to have hope that the emotion in his eyes is anger. That it’s outrage. At the sight of these men speaking about you and your body so freely. So easily. And it starts to make you hope. That your old favorite hero will live up to your beliefs. That your old favorite hero will rise from the ashes and the darkness. And that he’ll save you.

So you ask him for that. You look into his face and you think not about how handsome he is. You look into his face and think not about how warm and comforting his voice is. You just look into his face- you look into his bright, golden eyes and you ask him. You beg him to save you. To be the one who returns you to light. Who saves you from this hell. To save you from them. But then the unthinkable happens. The unexpected. The impossible.

Your hero. Your supposed savior- he looks away. 

And for a second, you think you see it in his eyes. You think you see it. The guilt. But even more than that? The arousal. And the growing tent in his pants that’s almost impossible for you to ignore. Impossible for you to imagine. So you don’t ignore it. You internalize it. You think about it. You think about what his arousal means. You think about his refusal to move- to lift a finger, a feather in your direction. 

You think about the way he can’t even look at you right now too.

And the tears that you were previously shedding? They start to come out a little faster than before. It’s okay though. You let them. For your sake. For your pain.

But a moment later, your view of Hawks is being disrupted. And you don’t put up much of a fight. You can’t put up much of a fight. You won’t. Because the feeling of being failed by the one person who could have saved you has already started to set in. And there’s already someone else- there’s already Mr. Compress tilting your head in another direction, putting two fingers out and telling you to “Suck, sweetheart”, as Spinner grabs a fist full of your hair and holds it up in a ponytail for you. Now, Dabi’s hards are reaching down your body. No longer holding you possessively. Instead, giving out a chance to share as he takes two fingers and parts your lower lips to give the person now standing in front of you an easier chance to slide into your awaiting little pussy. Eager as can be.

All these eyes are on you. All these hands on you. Giving you attention. Giving you pleasure. Giving you pain. Every now and then your eyes will slide to someone’s face. To read their expression. To read their bodies as they enjoy yours. Yet every single time, you’re met with the same dazed expressions. The same lust-filled eyes. The same devious smiles. Taking ownership of your body. Taking your body. Everywhere you look. Everywhere you turn. And somehow, it gets easier. It gets easier to pretend that you like it. It gets easier to tolerate. It gets easier to survive. To zone it all out. To take it all in. To moan the way they like it. To cry the way they want you to. To take it like a good girl. Like the angel you are to them. 

And now, with Tomura standing in front of you, lining up his cock and pushing inside of your warm, wet pussy- reserved just for him, you swear that the feeling from before has gotten easier. In between his distracting words of praise and calls of your nickname. In between your moans and groans and gasps and whimpers and cries of pain. Of pleasure. You swear that little by little it’s gotten easier. That the stretch is more bearable. That the pain has lessened. That the tears have dried. 

“Good Angel-chan,” Tomura murmurs at you while sinking himself inside you with a lewd, lewd groan of his own. You hiccup on the fingers you’re sucking on, but your body responds accordingly. It responds as it was trained to do. “Angel-pussy is the best. And it’s all mine.”

It’s the only way you can survive after all.

But try as you might, you don’t think it’ll ever go away. You don’t think it’ll ever fade either. Because he knows as much as you know. That while you’d expect it from monsters like them…

… it’s impossible to forget that even now, Hawks is using you too.

#twice x reader #jin bubaigawara x reader #jin bubaigawara #hawks #hawks x reader #keigo takami #keigo takami x reader #dabi #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x reader #spinner #spinner x reader #shuichi iguchi x reader #shuichi iguchi #mr compress #mr compress x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #atsuhiro sako #tomura shigaraki #tomura shigaraki x reader #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia fanfic #boku no hero academia fanfiction #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia fanfiction #my hero academia fanfic #bnha

[freya-fallen]

Okay, but obsessive Compress... something about this man screams obsessive lover to me.

Imagine him, this perfect gentleman who always brings flowers on your dates. After all, he's a magician. Presenting you with lovely blooms is the least of his tricks.

He's one of the few LOV members who maintains anonymity for a long period of time. He is always masked, so when you meet him, of course you have no idea what he does (other than being a magician, which he's happy to share).

He'll keep you a secret from the other villains lest they develop an interest, too. He can't have Toga bleeding you or Dabi burning you. And he doesn't want to scare you away until he has you one hundred percent hooked.

There's marriage, though that's tricky, considering you'll want to meet his family. And then there's, well, pregnancy. That's a tie not even divorce can separate.

He's just the sort of magician who can figure out a way to circumvent birth control. And then he'll want to convince you to stay home and take it easy during the pregnancy. Slowly, surely, he will encourage your dependence on him. He will take care of everything, don't you worry.

And by the time you find out who he is, it's too late.

#mr compress #atsuhiro sako x reader #mr compress x reader #lov #league of villains #darkfic #pregnancy #yandere imaginings #yandere compress #manipulation

[slayersins]

Mr. Compress x reader smutty headcanons

obviously loves to perform and be in the limelight but he is also a giver and will do a very good job in order to receive your praise, takes pride in being able to perform oral that makes you lose your mind but he won't hold you to the same high standards when it is your turn. if you are being enthusiastic and eager to please he is satisfied. he is maybe too focused on his own performance sometimes .

an ass guy. put the ‘ass’ into’ assistant’ babe, you ride him in a reverse cowgirl position and he is putty in your hands

loves when he can control your orgasm and you cum on his command, making a perfect finale

anything is 10x more satisfying if he can watch your bodies in the mirror during the act

big fan of barely giving you the tip and massaging the head of his cock with your tight quivering entrance, he will do this until you become dripping wet and desperate, then he will fill you up and fuck his cock into you in languid thrusts

he likes to take it slowly, if you give him the opportunity he will play with your pussy for a long time, using both of his hands. he will easily edge you for almost 2 hours if you let him...goes from edging to overstimulating, he knows when to stop he just won't. has the stamina to match that energy too.

he likes to use a toy on you too, sit on his lap when he is on the couch, relax and he will fuck you using his hand and a dildo better than you could do it to yourself - especially after he learned what your body likes he is unstoppable. he is very talkative and during the first time he won't shy away to ask you about everything while his hand is working it's magic.

loves to hold your chin up delicately between his thumb and index finger to make you look into his eyes while he pumps that toy into you

says corny shit with the most toe curling lustful voice you can imagine, that mouth needs to be stuffed

will snap if you are being an annoying enough brat, he will act like a gentleman again when you deserve it (= very fun to push his buttons)

spanks you with his red gloves on if you forget your manners

classic magician/circus themed dirty talk is his thing but you know he is very into whatever he is doing to you when he drops his theatrical performer style and says out loud immediately every raw filthy thought that occurs in his mind mid fuck

has perfectly grabbable thick hair and doesn't mind if you indulge in some light hair pulling...

he is someone who appreciates a well executed strip tease

#mr. compress x reader #mr. compress thirst #sako atsuhiro x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #bnha smut #mr. compress headcanon #sako

[veeepawoon]

Mr. Compress x Reader smut (wip)

cw: he calls you dirty names, vaginal rough sex, edging, facefuck, a little spanking, tifucking, you're VERY thirsty for him, he records you, atsu is a jerk (and a dumbass)

This is the first time I'm writing a fic, please be kind and excuse me for the bad grammar 😭

"Someone is a little needy, uh?" 

Lustful eyes were fixated on her: tall and unexpectedly muscular, on his face a big grin. 

He loved seeing such a sinful display: a cute innocent girl suddenly turning into a whore, kissing his bulge from his pants, so eager to be fucked.

Impatient, you moved your hands to his belt but he immediately stopped you. 

"I told you already, you have to ask first. You don't want me to get angry, do you?" 

You sure wanted, to see him getting so mad that the only thing he could do was to pin you down the mattress and fuck you hard like the good bitch you were. Choking, slapping, spitting, you'd accept anything from him. 

"Please Mr Com-... " 

"That's not my name darling." 

"Please Atsuhiro..." 

You sounded so whiny now.

"I want, I need to choke on your cock, I've waited long enough..."

Lies. Just a day passed since the last time he shoved his dick inside your mouth, but well... 

"You're such a needy slut aren't you? You can't even wait a day without my dick inside you, pathetic." 

The man looked at you, he seemed so disgusted. You were insatiable, impossible to satisfy. But deep down he loved that, you felt him getting harder and harder, your soft cheeks still rubbing on his crotch. 

"Oh god..." 

He suddenly changed expression, he smiled at you raising his small eyebrows, gently holding your chin with his gloved hand. 

" You know I can't resist such a cute face...

...it makes me wanna ruin it." 

A crooked smile appeared on his face, he looked so intimidating, like a predator ready to jump on his prey. You felt his hands moving to the top of your head, gripping your hair firmly. With his other hand he finally started unbuckling his belt and before you could notice that, he smashed his bulge on your face, still covered by the boxers. 

"C'mon starlet, you know exactly what to do." 

With your teeth you started taking off his underwear, slowly, just how he liked it, till his cock sprung out, going directly on your face, hitting your forehead. Atsuhiro wasn't huge, let's say he was around 6/7 inch but he had a good girth, enough to make you scream in every way possible. It was perfect, you could take it all in without feeling serious pain...

...maybe just a little, he was still big at the end.

You licked it starting from the base then going to the tip, while looking directly in his eyes with a teasing look. You were such a brat. The smug gentleman you used to see during the morning, so well-behaved and contained, was now grinning and demanding his dick sucked. You loved this sudden change about him. 

"Good girl...you always know what your old man wants..." 

You chucked, he was only 32 years old but for some reason he always uses the term "old man" to describe himself, it's always funny hearing that. He let out a small chuckle too, that kinda made your heart melt. 

"Enough with the laughter, suck it." 

And immediately you did so. 

You placed both hands on his member, stroking it while sucking and licking his tip, you made sure to put all of the work right there, it's his sensitive spot after all. A pleasured groan went out of his mouth, his deep voice made you feel things under there. 

"Oh my, you're always so good at this...how about you go further, mh? 

You couldn't take it all inside your throat without gagging, it may be a little embarrassing for you but he loves that, he knows he is big and always finds some way to brag about it. While you were still sucking on his dick, Compress took it away from your mouth and proceeded to slap your face with it, tapping the tip on your lips. 

"Don't you want to have this big cock all inside you? I know damn well you want it, darling. I love when you make such noises, don't be afraid to make them." 

He sounded reassuring but what he just said before made you so fucking wet. You wanted it so bad, that perfect cock to tear your pussy apart and make you scream his name all night.

But still, you had some work to do. He pushed it inside your mouth as soon as you opened it and slowly started to go deeper. It was impossible to not make a noise, such as it was hard breathing. You almost took it all but failed to get to the base, somehow you're gonna make it work, this isn't the first time. 

"You can do it, doll. Do you mind some help?" 

"Help" in his language meant "I'm going to face-fuck you", you nodded and immediately felt his hands on both sides of your head: his cock was now literally drilling your throat with such speed that made you impossible to even breathe. You were drooling, a lot, tears started to flow, ruining the pretty make up you've done just for him. But god, it was amazing being used in this way, as a toy for his pleasure. You could notice the sweat and his messy brown hair on his forehead, Atsuhiro was panting heavily, on his face there was always that smug ass grin, his auburn eyes were starting to get darker and darker. He stopped for some seconds, so you could have some time to breathe. 

"If only you could seen yourself now, you'd be so ashamed..." 

He then took his phone from the small table near the bed where you were sitting. 

"Be a good girl and keep on sucking my dick in front of the camera, maybe I'll reward you with something good." 

You were his little starlet, always having to put some kinda show for him, Compress was a showman after all and he demanded a performance even during sex. You adjusted your hair a little, not caring about the ruined mascara and lipstick on your face, he would've probably laughed seeing you like this if the mess wasn't caused by a his own dick.

As soon as you heard the "click" you returned gagging on his cock like a real pornstar: rolling your eyes, giggling and showing your tongue, during some short pauses you took it out and tapped it on your lips, smiling broadly. You weren't the only one smiling, you could've seen his amused grin under his phone. Sadly his eyes was hidden but you knew exactly he was losing it already. With such a display in front of him it was hard to stay still and not cum in seconds. When you got up a little, you felt one of his hands squeezing your left breast, he then moved his fingers to the nipple, pinching it hard, making you whimper. Atsuhiro didn't say a word but you knew he was demanding something, and that was a titfuck, you smiled mischievously at him while continuing to play with your breasts, kneading and fondling them.

The man let out a small lewd noise when you finally placed his cock between them, squeezing it gently. It wasn't as tight and pleasurable as your pretty cunt but oh, it was hot seeing his tip popping out of your soft tits and your cute naughty face looking directly at his chocolate eyes, burning with desire. You started moving them up and down, alternating the rhythm, pressing his dick more and more every time, going faster, once in a while you played with your nips letting out small moans to make him go crazy...and you kinda succeeded in that. 

"Oooh god that feels so fucking good..." 

His voice broke. 

"I need to fuck you so bad right now, you have no idea..." 

"So... what are you waiting for?" 

You said maliciously while licking the tip, still tifucking his cock: this made him snap. He immediately threw the phone on the other side of the bed, got up and took you by the throat. 

"Bend over, you filthy slut." 

You obeyed, as the good girl you were, and lifted up your ass as much as you could. There was no need to use lube or to finger your pussy, you loved the feeling of his dick completely spreading you apart.

Compress placed himself behind you, gripping your right asscheek firmly, while giving a little but dry slap on the other one. You whimpered a little. His hard member already pressing on your entrance,moving slowly between your folds and feeling how wet you were, he loved teasing his lovely slut and seeing for how long she could keep it up without shoving his dick by herself. 

"I don't want to repeat myself another time, you have to beg." 

He slapped you harder this time, squeezing your ass and sliding his cock under your cunt so you could feel his full length, eager to slam into you with force. 

"Beg me to destroy your insides, to not be able to walk tomorrow." 

You felt his tip dangerously near. 

"Beg me to tear your pussy apart..." 

It went inside you, just a little, but that was enough to make you lose it. 

"...because you know damn well..." 

He stopped like this, leaning forward your arched back and whispering in your ear: 

"...that no one can fuck my bitch like I do." 

You couldn't handle the burning sensation you were feeling and screamed, praying that he could finally do it. 

"Atsuhiro fuck me, please! I need you so fucking bad, put it inside, I can't take it anymo-"

You moaned loudly as he fully shoved his cock inside you so unexpectedly. He took it out and put it inside again, slowly, stretching every part of your insides, he let you feel everything before starting the real deal. You sounded so naughty, so dumb, whining about how he was filling you so well, how big he was, that there might not be enough space for him to fully enter, this just made him harder and harder. 

"I'm stretching you so fucking good, ain't that true, darling? You love this. Oh yes you do. Getting your tight pussy torn apart by my cock, this is what you think about every time you see me, right?" 

He started accelerating his rhythm, making sure to go as deep as he could. 

"Fucking... 

He grabbed your hair, making you arch more. 

...Whore." 

He started pounding you hard and fast, it was amazing, it felt too good, you felt your orgasm grow more and more every time he went inside you. You were a moaning mess at this point, that's the only thing you could do while Compress was hitting you from behind, he even started spanking you, you wanted him to be as violent as possible. The man suddenly pushed your head into the pillow, moving his pelvis a little higher: in this way there's no way you're not going to cum, the angle is perfect. 

"Don't even think that we're over already... ah... I'm gonna cum right now but I won't be finished...with you... I've still got plenty-...fuck... of things up in my sleeve..." 

Like the jerk he was, he didn't finish inside you, that would've been too obvious, instead he immediately took it out and covered your back with his cum, letting out a loud grunt. It was exciting but disgusting, you needed a shower. You were also kinda pissed that he didn't make you cum already, but where's the fun in finish everything so quickly?

He leaned over your body and gently kissed your cheek while you were still trying to recover from, well, getting your pussy destroyed. 

"You did so well before, you really deserve some rest now, love." 

Atsuhiro looked so sweet right now, he was smiling and caressing you so gently, completely different from the man that was rearranging your guts just seconds ago.

That is how he usually is, loving and kind: he loves treating you like a princess even though he hasn't got a lot. Once he even stole an expensive gold ring for you, he's a skilled thief after all. Magic tricks are also one of his favorite things and he loves doing them in front of you like making flowers appear from nothing, butterflies out of his hand, taking out a cute bunny from his hat...typical magician things. He may be a jerk sometimes but he's just the sweetest, the best man you've ever been with. It's just that, when it comes to sex, he likes it rough, dirty and passionate. You were his princess but also his little toy, his dumb horny bitch. 

"Do you want anything to eat or drink? I'm going to the kitchen for a moment." 

"Mh, maybe just a glass of water." 

"Seriously? Just that? You need to eat something after all you've being through darling." 

He said smiling, he was making fun of you. 

"As if this wasn't your fault." 

"As if the princess wasn't moaning and screaming how good my dick was just five minutes ago uh?" 

You remained silent for some seconds. 

"A glass of water and a banana." 

"You're doing this on purpose right ...?" 

"No, I just need something quick to fill me up." 

"You just got yourself fil-" 

"PLEASE STOP IT ALREADY" 

He laughed. Teasing you was so much fun. Atsuhiro left the room and went to the kitchen, meanwhile you went to the bathroom to wash a little, you were still covered with his sperm and sweat. After that, you put on a plain white tank top and some black panties you found in the clean laundry. Your partner was already there on the bed, eating a plain rice cracker, still wearing his black waistcoat and orange shirt, he wasn't wearing any pants, just his boxers. You let out a loud chuckle seeing such elegance on the top and then... that on the bottom. He looked at you with the cracker still in his mouth, rolling his eyes. 

"I've already stained them so it's better if they stay off..." he sighed. 

You took the banana on the small table and started to peel it. 

"Don't worry, you always look good, Mister!" 

He took another cracker from the pack while looking directly at the wall. 

"I know. I can be dashing even while wearing just some pair of white socks" 

"Damn, you're so full of yourself." 

"Well, ain't that true? Am I not handsome?" 

He said, showing a dumb smile and raising his eyebrows.

"I should wear my mask more often?" 

He moved closer to you, expecting an answer, still smiling like a petty child. 

"You're so goofy sometimes." 

"Bleh" he sticked his tongue out.

You kissed him on his pointy nose, he looked so adorable right now. These were those little moments that made you remember why you were so in love with him: Atsuhiro was funny, clever and charming, he was almost perfect if it wasn't for the fact that he may be a real asshole sometimes, being always so sarcastic and arrogant.

You finished your small meal and took the glass of water near the bed, but while you were about to take a sip, he "accidentally" pushed you a little while he was leaving the pack on the table, making you pour all the water on yourself.

You glared at him without saying anything and he was just there, smiling like an idiot. 

"Don't worry it's just some water, you needed to freshen up a little, right?"

You kept drinking the water that was left in the glass without responding. 

"C'mon dear, don't get angry with your lovely magician..." 

He put an arm around your waist, pulling you closer, while his other hand was touching your left shoulder. But he was obviously looking at something else right now. Your tank was white and the water made it almost transparent: your nipples were hard from the cold water and pretty much visible. You felt his heavy breath near your neck and his hands slowly moving to your chest, he was smiling like a fool just some seconds before but now he had a malicious grin on his face, eager to make you crazy by his touch.

You felt a shiver down your spine as soon as he bited your earlobe while gently brushing your nips, he wasn't even touching them yet but you were already terribly turned on, his hands were like magic. You let your head to rest on his shoulder and suddenly whimpered when he started kneading your breasts and kissing down your neck. 

"Ahhh... You get turned on by nothing, really..." 

He started pinching your nipples, playing with them as if they were his marbles, but still, there was the tank covering them. So... he just ripped it apart and started touching you harder, you could feel his nails digging in your soft skin. 

"I'll buy another one after this, you look better without it." 

"Y-you mean "stol-" 

You let out a loud moan as he bit your neck, hard, leaving hickeys all over it while still tormenting your nips. They were hurting a lot, but you didn't want him to stop. 

"Oh, the princess can't even talk properly now..." 

He started slowly moving his right hand down your panties, while the other one was still kneading your breasts. You instantly opened your legs a little, whimpering as he was already rubbing his fingers on your clit and feeling how wet you already were. 

"You seem wet enough for something bigger than my fingers." 

A marble appeared between his fingers, as he moved it through your wet folds making you shiver for how cold it was, he then uncompressed it revealing a vibrator. 

"I said bigger than my fingers not bigger than my dick, I wanna see how much you can contain yourself from screaming like a whiny bitch." 

The hand on your chest moved to your chin, he then pulled you into a passionate kiss that quickly became sloppy, as the sounds your intimate parts were making while he was rubbing the toy against them.

I hope to finish this one day lol. This man may be a virgin for how easily flustered he gets but I'm sure he would be the best lover and I don't take a no as an answer.

#mr compress #atsuhiro sako #sako atsuhiro #mr. compress #mr compress smut #mr compress x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #atsuhiro sako smut #atsuhiro sako x reader

[curiousquirks]

Kinktober (+18) | Day 26

Pairing: Mr. Compress | Atsuhiro Sako x Fem!Reader Prompts: Chains | Pussy Worship | Impregnation Content Warnings: Oral (Female Receiving), Overstimulation, Edging, Bondage (Chains), AFAB Dialogue Used For Reader, Pet Name Used (Darling), Breeding Kink, Dirty Talk Word Count: 1,404

Summary:

Cold metal chains wrapped around your wrists, digging in as you move around. Your body was sore and your breathing was rough, as your eyes struggled to stay open. Atsuhiro wasn't joking when he told you that you had a long day ahead of you.

Wiggling around had your wrists rubbing against the cold metal wrapped around them. They were starting to get sore, not unlike the rest of your body. Atsuhiro was insistent on keeping the room chilly, saying that he didn’t want you to get too warm. The past few hours had been spent with Atsuhiro between your legs in some manner, gently edging you before bringing you to your climax. Multiple times. And he still wasn’t finished, gently hushing your whines of protest.

“Please…I…I can’t handle anymore…” You whimpered, hips bucking against his fingers as he pressed into that sensitive spot inside of you. “A–Ahh…”

“Your body is still very responsive,” He said, his eyes meeting yours as he continued moving his fingers. “So I think you’ve got plenty left in you.”

A shiver ran down your spine as the cool air ghosted across your skin, your cunt pulsing as it throbbed from his assault. The pain mixed with the pleasure for so long you couldn’t tell the difference anymore. Your breathing staggered as you felt that coil tightening, again, as your bottom lip found comfort between your teeth. Your fingers clung desperately to the chains wrapped around your wrists, as they were your only stability. Just when you were right there at the edge, Atsuhiro stilled his movements forcing your tensed body to collapse against the bed. 

The metal clanged against the bed frame, your hands moving to intentionally slam the chains against it. “Atsuhiro!” You cried out, exhausted. “Stop doing that! If you’re gonna torture me at least let me finish!”

“I fail to see how you’re being tortured.” He teased, licking up your slit slowly. “I’ve spent all this time giving you exactly what you’ve been begging me for.”

“I didn’t–” You tried to question before he cut you off.

“You always begged for pleasure, every single time. Didn’t you?” He asked before lifting his fingers up to his mouth, licking off all of your juices. He took his time as he savored your taste, clearly still intoxicated by you even after spending hours between your legs. “You’ve finished multiple times before now. I’m just delaying it over time so you learn to savor it, much like I am.”

Your face has long since been flushed, otherwise more would’ve coated your cheeks as you watched him clean off his fingers. You swallowed, rolling your eyes as you took this chance to catch your breath. Atsuhiro hasn’t given you very many breaks, not wanting to spend long without touching you. 

“Are you telling me you aren’t enjoying yourself?” He asked, moving himself to see your face better. “You were singing praise not that long ago, darling.” 

You wiggled in place as you struggled to keep eye contact with his intense gaze. “You’ve done a lot…You don’t have to keep going…” You tried reasoning. “You haven’t even finished yourself.”

Obviously he was doing this for you, at least that’s what you thought. He hasn’t gotten himself off once this whole time. “Oh, darling.” He cooed, grinning down at you. “I was waiting for you to get closer to your limit before I took you fully.”

“Besides, these past few hours were as much for you as they were for me.” Atsuhiro said as he moved himself up to straddle your waist, his throbbing erection pressing against your body. “I was enraptured by your beautiful body…I could spend the remainder of my days between your legs I assure you.” He leaned forward, his hot breath now against your ear. “I suppose I could spare you the assault of my tongue and fingers if you’d prefer my cock, hm?”

Your legs tensed around him, your hips bucking up against him unconsciously. He chuckled at your actions, pulling himself back as he gripped his cock before rubbing it against through the lips of your soaked cunt. “Was that a yes?” He asked, his playful eyes studying your face. “I thought you couldn’t handle anymore?” 

You huffed, rolling your eyes as you tugged uselessly against the chains. “This is why I told you to give me breaks!” You defended, pouting. “Now that I’ve had the chance to breathe I can actually think clearly.” 

“You can think clearly, can you?” He teased, slowly easing the tip of his cock into your entrance. “Then tell me what you want. I can’t read your mind.”

“You’re an ass.” You huffed again, trying to move your hips to force him further in. “That! I want that!”

“But I thought you hated teasing, darling?” He joked, his hands gripping your hips as he forced you to stay still. “I mean I know what I want, and if I was asked I would detail it instead of this simple way you’ve chosen to answer me.”

“Tell me.” You said, simply. 

“Hm?” He asked, his face unreadable. 

“Tell me.” You repeated, relaxing against the bed. “I want to hear what you want.”

“You’re not playing very fair.” 

He buried himself quickly into your cunt without warning, a gasp choked out of your throat. Atsuhiro pushed your legs forward into your chest as he began moving his hips, slamming his cock into you. “What do I want?” He asked, punctuating every word with a deep thrust. 

“To fill you up,” He continued, leaning closer to your face. “Not letting a drop escape as I made sure you stay full of my seed.”

You whined beneath him, your hands clinging to the chains above you. Your walls clenched and twitched around him, his words setting you on fire. “You..ahh…wanna knock me up?” You asked, smirking up at him. “Why haven’t you been fucking me..this whole time then?”

“I love you far too much to be so barbaric, darling.” He explained, his fingers digging into your skin as he moved your hips further off the bed. “Besides, your pussy is a delicacy to be savored and I assure you, I’ve wanted to fuck a baby into you since the first time we laid together.”

You moaned, not caring how sore your throat has been over the past hour. Your body felt on fire, nearing your edge rapidly as his hips slammed into yours. Your walls twitched around his cock, your juices leaking out of you as his cock stretched you in the best ways. 

“Ohh yes,” You whimpered, your toes curling. “Use me please. Fill me up with all of your cum, mmm… I want your baby.”

He sunk his teeth into the skin of your leg, fingers digging further into your skin as he fully pressed your legs against your chest. He groaned audibly into your flesh as his hips began moving more erratically. Your teeth dug into your bottom lip, long since drawing blood as your eyes squeezed shut. Your release flowing through you as you screamed, clamping down around his cock. Your walls squeezed him for all they had, desperately coaxing his cum to coat them. 

“I’m going to fuck you senseless every,” He groaned, slamming his cock against your cervix. “Fucking,” and again. “Day.” and again. “You’re going to be dripping my cum long after you’re swollen with my child.”

Atsuhiro was the only thing keeping your limp body in the position he wanted you in, your eyes heavy as you tried focusing on him. Little whines were the only thing you just mustered the strength to make as he thoroughly abused your cunt. 

“You feel so unbelievably good, so fucking tight around me.” He panted, his hips starting to stutter as he reached his edge. “You want it?”

You nodded your head, rapidly, not trusting your voice. Your walls twitched around him, as he committed your fucked-out expression to memory. Your enthusiastic encouragement was all he needed, slamming and forcing his cum up against your cervix as he rode out his high. He stilled himself sheathed inside of you, panting above you. 

He smiled down at you, as he tried catching his breath. Your eyes felt heavy, your limbs beyond sore and bruised. You watched him lean up, letting your legs fall beside his hips, as his hand reached forward to gently caress your stomach. You felt your breath catch in your throat as he rubbed it softly, his eyes flicking to yours. 

“I certainly hope you meant what you’ve said, darling.” He said, his gaze intense again. “Because you’ve awoken a fire inside me that I’ve kept hidden for your protection.”

#mr compress x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #bnha smut #kinktober 2022 #curiouskinks 2022 #mr compress #atsuhiro sako

[frickingnerd]

breaking up with mr. compress

pairing: atsuhiro sako / mr. compress x gn!reader

tags: angst, break up, established relationship

both of you seemed to know that your relationship couldn't last forever

after all, atsuhiro was a villain. and you weren't

you could look away most of the times and pretend like you weren't aware what your boyfriend was doing when you weren't around

and yet, over time it became harder to ignore the things he did

so much so that despite loving him, you couldn't stay by his side anymore and watch as he hurt innocent people

before breaking up with him, you had already gotten all of your things back from his apartment, while trying to not let him notice

and yet, atsuhiro was aware that you were getting ready to cut off contact with him

so much so that when you mentioned you wanted to talk to him about something, he stopped you, already knowing what this was about

"i don't need to know why you want to leave. i just need to know that you don't want to stay with me anymore…"

you hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by atsuhiro already knowing you'd break up with him, before finally telling him what he wanted to hear

"i think we should break up…"

#sako atsuhiro #atsuhiro sako #sako atsuhiro x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #atsuhiro x reader #sako x reader #mr compress x reader #mr. compress x reader #mr. compress #mr compress #x reader #bnha x reader #bnha #mha x reader #mha #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia #headcanons #angst #hcs #dating #relationship #league of villains #x you #x y/n #x gn reader

[sat0-get0]

hi love! how r ya?^^ Can i request headcanons with hawks, Dabi, aizawa and Mr compress with short, sensitive reader who panics easily, and gets sad over the smallest things? their height is probably around 5’0-5’3? i ran out of ideas on this one.. go crazy bookie 🫶🏻❤️

・❥ 𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 - 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐜𝐬

ꕥ 𝙘𝙬 : 𝙬𝙘: 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙝𝙘 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 200 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨, 𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛/𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 , 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 & 𝙖𝙣𝙭𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙆𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙤: 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙭𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮, 𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 | 𝘼𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙬𝙖: 𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 '𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮', 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙩 | 𝘿𝙖𝙗𝙞: 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙣𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙢 | 𝙈𝙧. 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨: 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 | 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜

✎ 𝘢𝘯 : 𝘵𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤 𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘰𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 ༄

·➳❥ Keigo isn't too tall himself, barely making it to 5'9 with his shoes on so the idea of being able to embrace someone inches shorter than him always makes his feathers flutter. He is one of the most attentive people known to man, always having to pay attention to every detail since he was a kid. Therefore, he always notices when your social battery drains or when you're feeling particularly anxious. It gets hard whenever you accompany him out but he always reassures you with 'I love you and you only, my love' and embracing you with his arms and feathers while his head rests on top of yours. He isn't the best at comforting but the bird instinct in him makes him a gift giver, always spending money on you like it's worth a dime to him and getting you the most luxurious things.

➳❥ Aizawa isn't much of a social man himself, always choosing to stay at home with the warmth of you and your pet cat, Angel. He's always so good at comforting you, teaching you tactics that he uses on the daily to calm down. Anytime he realizes you're on the point of getting antsy, he hunches over so that he's eye level with you, whispering things anybody would wanna hear during times in need. "I got you, pretty, 'm right here." he whispers into your ear before letting you bury your face into his chest. Whenever he'll be gone for long periods of the day, he lends you his scarf so that his familiar scent can ease your nerves in a heartbeat.

➳❥ You often stay huddled up within the League of Villain's hideout whenever they're out doing things you're sure you don't wanna be aware of. You constantly go into a panic whenever you see Dabi earning a new burn scar or covered in bruises, always up to no good. One time he told you to "Calm down." when you were freaking out over a bad injury of his, you stayed silent for the rest of the day even when he brought you your favorite food and it was driving him wild. Therefore, he learned the best way to get rid of your tense emotions is by letting you take care of him in any way possible and reassuring you in the best way he can. He sits with a poker face as you dab cottonballs dowsed with rubbing alcohol on his jawline, making sure to get any hurt spot you can find. Later in the night, once he's cleaned and bandaged up (cute hello kitty bandaids that make your heart flutter), you curl up against him like a cat, letting his limbs drape over yours as you sleep.

➳❥ You worry most about him despite his humorous and sarcastic nature. Instead of thinking 'yeah he's fine!' like most people do, your thoughts run wild and believe he's using comedy as a way to escape his negative emotions. Atsuhiro has never been one to mask what he's feeling and he tries his absolute best to convince you of that. He's always finding new ways to sprinkle you with happiness throughout the day. From making a bouqet of flowers appear from the tip of his cane to a beautiful gold necklace from who knows where appear underneath his hat, he just wants he absolute best for you no matter what. He could never bear seeing you even the slightest bit upset, scrambling to find any material to make a small comedic display with or finding the right words that'll wipe the tears out of your eyes and fill the room with your soothing laugh.

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✩

#bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia fluff #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha x reader #shouta aizawa #shouta aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa fluff #mha hawks #bnha hawks x reader #hawks fluff #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami fluff #dabi fluff #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #bnha headcannons #mha headcanons #mr compress #mr compress x reader

[candycandy00]

Can you do mr.compress x female reader smut.

Soo reader has a bunny quirk, they're got floppy ears and cute white fluffy tail, mr.compress find them so hot and she's got very cruvy body. *plussize*

Soo I was thinking they're do like a magic trick roleplay type or maybe he's used his quirk in kinky ways😏💦 but I'm letting you be creative with the smut ^.^

Btw your fanfics are amazing😉- 🐰

Smut. 18+.

Hope you like this! I had a lot of fun with it!

You’ve been dating Atsuhiro, Mr. Compress, for several weeks now. It all started innocently enough. You’d noticed that he kept casually mentioning his former career as a stage magician, as if he really wanted someone to ask him more about it, but no one in the League had. One night you decided to ask him about it, mostly because you felt sorry for him, and he talked your ear off. Dabi and Spinner had both walked by at separate times and given you looks of pity, but you were actually interested in Atsuhiro’s stories. He had a way of making them all so dramatic, you wanted to hear more. This led to the two of you spending more time together, which led to a quick kiss before he left for a mission, which led to you spending the night in his room when he came back. All in all, you were happy together.

So a week before Atsuhiro’s birthday, you began planning a wonderful night for him. You ordered a special outfit and some props, and even decorated your room in a specific way and wouldn’t let him come in so as not to spoil the surprise. You were so excited that you spilled the beans to Toga, who seemed amused by the whole thing but had thankfully kept quiet about it.

Now the night is here. All your preparations are about to bear fruit. You put on the outfit you ordered and get in position in your room, then yell, “Ready!” to Atsuhiro, who is waiting outside the door.

From where you are, you can’t see him enter the room, but you can hear the door open and shut behind him, then his soft laughter as he no doubt realizes what you were going for.

The room is decorated to look like a stage, and there are various magician’s items placed around the area. In the center of the “stage”, is a giant top hat turned upside down, and you’re currently hunkered down inside it, only your white floppy bunny ears, a product of your Bunny quirk, visible as they stick slightly out of the hat.

Atsuhiro approaches the hat, but you call out to stop him. “Wait! Don’t look yet! You have to pull me out of the hat.”

He laughs again and says, “Alright. I’ll pull you out now.” You see his hand, the one real one he has, reach in and lightly grasp your ears. He’s touched them many times before, and has in fact seemed quite enamored with them, but there’s something thrilling about feeling him gently tug them upward, you rising along with them to stand up inside the hat.

When you fully come into view, Atsuhiro’s eyes widen and he releases your ears so that he can step back and get a better view. You’re dressed in a stereotypical “Magician’s assistant” costume, with fishnet stockings, a glittery bikini bottom, and a cropped jacket with tails that split apart to reveal your fluffy bunny tail. The costume is tight on you, accentuating your curves. On a thinner woman, the outfit would have been cute and sexy, but on you, with your large breasts and plump thighs, it’s almost obscene.

“Wow,” you hear Atsuhiro say, a faint blush tinting his cheeks. He’s wearing casual clothes and no mask, as he normally does when not on missions for the League.

“Do you like it?” you ask playfully, hopping out of the hat and turning around so he can see how fantastic your ass looks in this outfit. You wiggle your bunny tail a little for dramatic effect.

Suddenly you feel his arms wrap around you from behind, his hands groping at your curves. “I love it,” he murmurs against your ear.

You smile as you pull out of his grasp and turn to face him. “I thought you could show me some magic tricks first,” you tell him.

He looks around the makeshift “stage” and his eyes fall upon a large box that almost looks like a coffin. It’s a prop used to saw someone in half. He gives you a devious look and says, “Want me to split you in two?”

You blink, feeling heat rush to your face as well as your groin. Atsuhiro isn’t usually the type to engage in much dirty talk, but when he does, it’s hot as hell. You hop up to the box as he opens it, then you climb inside. “How does this even work?” you ask him, genuinely curious.

He shakes one finger at you. “No no, a magician never reveals his secrets.”

You’re lying in the box, and it’s such a tight fit that you can’t move a muscle. Your arms are crossed over your chest, and your feet are sticking through two holes at one end of the box with your head sticking out the other. Atsuhiro is standing over you, looking down with a heated expression, his eyes gleaming as he strokes your ears. Having him touch such a sensitive part of you while you’re completely trapped in the box sends shivers through your whole body.

He reaches toward the side of the box with one hand and your hear something click, as if a small door opened. Then, you feel his hand slide into the box and between your legs. You gasp and tense up, surprised by the sudden sensation of his fingers slipping beneath the thin fabric of the bikini bottom to stroke you through the fishnets. You can’t move. You’re completely locked in and at his mercy, and you’ve never been more turned on in your life.

You look up at his face, your own blushing as you breathe harder. He’s watching your expression with a smile, his fingers having found their way through the holes in the fishnets. You moan as he rubs your most sensitive spots, wishing you could arch your back but having no room to in this box. And then, he stops. He opens the box and looks down at you, watching your chest heave with your rapid breaths.

“Let’s make your top disappear,” he says.

You sit up and pull off the jacket, then unbutton the white shirt beneath it and toss it over the side of the box, exposing your large, round breasts. You climb out of the box, remembering that this is Atsuhiro’s birthday, and he’s the one who should be feeling pleasure tonight. You immediately drop to your knees in front of him and unbutton his pants, then pull his cock free. He’s already hard, so you close your lips around his length and slide forward until the tip hits the back of your throat and your nose is pressed against his torso.

Atsuhiro groans and grabs one of your ears, just a teensy bit roughly but not enough to hurt. He’s always been gentle with you, perhaps a bit too gentle. Just once you’d like for him to absolutely rail you while squeezing your ears so hard you couldn’t hear a sound. But, this night is about him. Maybe you’ll put in a request at your birthday.

You pull back, letting a string of saliva connect his cock to your mouth, then you extend your tongue and proceed to lick him like an ice cream cone for several seconds before taking him as deep into your throat as possible again.

He’s panting and groaning, lightly squeezing your ear with one hand and burying the other in your hair. This goes on for several minutes, and then he gives your head three taps, the signal that he’s about to cum. You don’t care. For tonight, you want to savor every part of him. You pull back just slightly, leaving your tongue on the tip of his cock so that when he shoots his load, it hits your tongue directly and splashes on your lips. You swallow it, then lick your lips to get the rest of it.

Atsuhiro looks at you with awe and lust in his eyes. Then, as if just realizing he was still gripping your ear, he quickly lets it go and says, “Sorry! I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

You look up at him, still licking your lips clean. “Not at all. It felt good.”

“Really?” he asks, holding out a hand and helping you to your feet.

“Yeah. You can squeeze them even if harder if you want.”

His eyes shift downward and he asks, “What about your tail?”

“Yes! Squeeze it, pull it, do whatever you like with it!”

“And you’re sure it doesn’t hurt?”

You grin at him. “Maybe I like for it to hurt a little.”

He blushes and looks away for a moment, then his eyes return to your face. He reaches around behind you and grips your soft fluffy tail in his hand. Watching your eyes, he squeezes, gently at first, and then more tightly. Your tail is extremely sensitive, even more so than your ears, so you can’t suppress a moan.

Atsuhiro leads you over to your bed, and says, “Can I ask a favor?”

You’re so wet and horny, you’d do anything he asked right now. “Anything,” you say.

He lowers his voice, as if he’s almost embarrassed to say it, but the words come out anyway. “Get on all fours.”

The words hit you like a lightning bolt. You get on your hands and knees, your ass in the air. Atsuhiro climbs onto the bed behind you and rips a large, gaping hole in your fishnets. He rubs his hand through your hair, moving it down your spine, then stops at your tail and grips it firmly. You gasp in pleasure as he squeezes it like he did before.

His metal hand is holding tightly onto your hip and just as he gives your tail a hard squeeze, he pushes his cock inside you from behind. You cry out, “Ahhh! Atsuhiro!”

You feel him thrust in and out of you, using your tail like a knob to hold onto. It feels so good that you think you might lose your mind. After a while he leans over you, pressing his body against your back, and says, “I love you so much.”

“Ah… I love you too!” you gasp back.

He releases your tail to squeeze your ears, and then goes back to your tail again. The sudden shifting sensations are too much for you, and you climax with a moan. Atsuhiro strokes your hair gently as you press your face into the pillows, exhausted. A little while later, you hear him inhale sharply and then groan. He must have cum into a condom. He pulls out slowly, then moves beside you, rubbing your back as you shudder.

You roll your head over so that you’re facing him and smile. “Happy birthday, Atsuhiro.”

He smiles back. “Thank you for making it special. It’s the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

#Mr. Compress x Reader #Mr. Compress #Mr. Compress x You #Mr. Compress smut #Atsuhiro Sako #Atsuhiro Sako x Reader #BNHA Fanfic

[starstruck-flames]

Our routine - Mr Compress

A consideration for what would be deemed “an enemy” could be considered weakness really, but for Atsuhiro? He’d consider it flirting.

Many many drabbles I have tucked away in discord DMs, it’s fun to share

Content includes: Reader is marbled, Y/N vigilante, implied kidnapping but it’s fine as it’s for a noble cause (probably), established enemies to friends (and maybe lovers)

Song for your mood?

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“Ah, my dear, I was wondering where you were with all this madness going on.” He coos, twirling his cane out of simple boredom.

“Here I was thinking I may never see you again~”

“Oh you should know by now we’ll always end up sparring a bit whenever these things happen.”

“I wouldn’t change it for the world.”

With that, your favourite magician lunges for you once again. You step to dodge but he’d become far too used to your tricks, grabbing your wrist and pulling him closer to him. Compress stiffens slightly but soon relaxes, taking your chin.

“Tell me something, that’s all.” He hums, maybe he was looking in your eyes, maybe he wasn’t. You can’t tell with this mask either way. “I can’t spend all my time fighting your lovely self~”

“What is it?”

“You’ve had every opportunity to kill me. You’re no hero, I know that but as a vigilante you have every opportunity to get rid of me. Why?”

You pause, looking away for just a moment, presenting him with a sheepish smile.

“I can’t say I disagree with what the league is trying to do. Hero society is awful but... I... I just can’t bring myself to kill anyone. So, I’d be a pretty terrible villain.”

A small pause between the two of you, before you laugh a little.

“I’d be a pretty terrible hero too, huh?”

“Oh.” Compress pulls his mask off, slowly, his eyes coming to you first in a soft smile. “On the contrary. More heroes need to be like you, sweet but pack a punch.”

“I-...”

He holds your marble up, humming with amusement at your form inside the tiny marble as he tucks you away in the folds of his hat.

“I can’t allow you to get caught in this crossfire, not this time.”

If anyone were to stare into your marble, they could swear you were smiling softly.

#atsuhiro sako x reader #mr compress #mr compress x reader #reader is a vigilante! #Reader is a fucking softy too #Spotify

[kelin-is-writing]

I don't know who else to yell at about this AND YOU JUST HAPPENED TO BE IN MY CROSSHAIRS -- COME HERE, LISTEN /strangles

Mr. Compress being a flamboyant, charming, and sly individual was definitely a big factor in why you liked him. That, and the air of mystery he seemed to exude. It was the mask, wasn't it? You found yourself staring at his face -- or lack thereof -- more often than you cared to admit. Truly, you were a MASTER of subtlety. He must have caught you staring about a dozen times, but always played it off like a gentleman. "Have I enchanted you yet, my darling (Y/n)?" he would ask, laughing as you scrambled to compose yourself. Fuckin' smooth, dipshit. Why'd he always have to catch you gawking?

What you didn't know was that this little charade went both ways. Sako was simply better at covering his tracks. Less blatant about his admiration. The hold you had over him was beyond what you could have ever imagined. Sako finds himself wanting to impress you -- make you smile and laugh. Ah, your voice is so angelic. The utter joy he gets from watching your eyes sparkle as he performs an impressive sleight of hand trick is enough to motivate him.

"Every magician worth his salt needs a lovely assistant, wouldn't you agree?" He flirts RELENTLESSLY, but you're either too dense or too reserved to make a move back. At some point, he gets fed up with your reluctance to acknowledge his advances. If subtlety isn't a language you speak -- ✨extravagance✨ will have to do.

When you walk into the room, you're dumbfounded. Flowers, wine, candles and music. Sako was there waiting for you and claps his hands in anticipation at your appearance. "I thought perhaps this would erase any doubts you might have in regards to my intentions with you," he says, closing the distance between you. "You're quite easy to fool, my darling, but so very difficult to seduce."

Oh. You got it now. Finally.

"A dance, my dear?" he asks, offering his hand to you with a bow. After you take his hand, he brings it up -- moving his mask aside just a smidge to place a kiss upon your palm. "I've been craving this ever since we met. Let us make this a night to remember."

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SHORT BUT OUUUGGGHH I SCREAM

four. words. for. sako: SMOOTH AND CLEVER MOTHERFUCKER.

he's (just like all the other LOV members) so used to be subtle and cautious with every little one of his move. but if for some reason you don't get the hint or try to ignore it, he would take every chance of you being near him to shamelessly flirt with you and be upfront about his feelings towards you, to corner you and get the words out of you. he ain't going to let you run away from these feelings.

would literally shower you with compliments from the moment you wake up to when you're about to go sleep. he's definitely the one to blame for the praise kink you've developed.

#kelin responds #answered #shade 🌌 #bnha fanfic #mha fanfic #mr compress fanfic #atsuhiro sako fanfic #bnha x you #mha x you #mr compress x you #atsuhiro sako x you #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mr compress x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #OH MY GOD SHADE DON'T WORRY THIS WAS AWESOME TO READ AND UGH– #he's my 2nd fav LOV member so this was just fantastic to me #god he's so damn hot... during his last fight he had me nearly scream 'DADDY!!!' at him so bad... #btw sorry for the late reply i just got home 😭

[demetris-cocksleeve]

Kinktober Day 3

Reblogs are appreciated🛐

Hope you enjoy~❤️

Word Count: 1,008

Summary- Who is your boyfriend to deny you when you both oh so love the beautiful art of pain?

Navigation

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

Warnings: Spanking/Caning, Slight Masochism, Leather/Gloves, Aftercare

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Fanart Credit

Mr. Compress x Sub! Male! Reader

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Your cry fills the room as Atsuhiro's cane comes down on your ass for the nth time that night. The soothing touch of the cool leather gloves he wears follow the biting pain of the polished wood. As much as it hurt, it fed the fire licking at your insides even more. The pain leaving an almost sick, sadistic amount of pleasure in its wake. He knew it too and didn't hold back. Each strike of the rod finding its mark on your already red ass.

You've cum twice from the beating alone, but you can't help wanting to continue. Especially when you feel the hardness of your partner's cock pressing against you as he leans over your form.

"Color." Atsuhiro demands as he reaches around to stroke at your cock.

Never one to deny pleasure, you don't hesitate to answer. Not when you know that's your signal that the real fun is about to start.

"Green." You can't help the bucking of your hips as he continued to rub you off.

Your third orgasm of the night rips through you with a deep groan when Atsuhiro cups your balls, massaging them before giving them a borderline painful squeeze.

You can hear the clank of the cane hitting the floor before the noise of his belt being undone. He leans over you to ruffle through the drawer of the bedside table, producing a bottle of lube and righting himself once more. You hear the pop of the cap followed by the squelch of it squeezing out into his hand before he reaches between your thighs, spreading them a bit more to expose your puckered asshole.

You'd feel embarrassed at being on full display while Atsuhiro was fully clothed, but he's got his slicked finger circling your rim in the most delicious way, so you can't bring yourself to care too much. Definitely not when you can feel the lubed-up leather-clad digit start to breach.

As he starts to piston his finger in and out of you, you can feel yourself start to rock back in attempt to take it deeper as the tension dissipates. Before you know it, Atsuhiro's adding another digit and begins scissoring you.

You're panting at this point, feeling so close to yet another release but unable to push over the edge. Yet another finger joins the first two and the sinful moan that leaves your parted lips only serve to make Atsuhiro's dick even harder. After scissoring you a bit more, he deems you ready for his cock.

He slicks himself up and lines it up with your now gaping hole. His hand drags up your spine to push you deeper into the mattress, your face pressing into the pillows as he teases you, rubbing his tip around before shoving his full length in in one go.

Not giving you time to adjust, Atsu immediately sets a rough pace, jackhammering into you and forcing moans to leave you. Your breath is punched from your lungs with every hit to your prostate and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to tipping over the edge that's been toying with you.

He's grunting lowly in your ear with each thrust as he holds your hips in a bruising grip, going impossibly deeper and deeper with each piston.

All it takes is one more hit to that bundle of nerves and your cumming all over the sheets once again. The oversensitivity of everything has you crying out in discomfort to the point of pleading with him to at least slow down. Your pleas are met with nothing but a condescending "You know your safe word, if you really want me to stop all you have to do is say it."

He's right, you don't want it to actually stop. You relished in that pain just as much as the pleasure. So, when you feel that pressure mounting before the last of high of your previous climax has worn off, you do little more than bit down on the pillowcase beneath you in protest.

Sobs are racking your body as Atsuhiro continues to pound into your tender ass, his grunts turning into full on groans. The constant abuse to your prostate both hell and heaven sent in a way that has you seeing stars. You're babbling a mixture between asking the magician to keep fucking you and to slow down or stop. Either way it's incoherent.

The universe answer both of your requests, though. You can feel as Atsu's hips start to stutter and lose their rhythm before he spills his hot and heavy load into your ass.

The sensation pulls one final climax from you before your limbs give out and you drop to your stomach.

Atsuhiro lazily thrusts into you a couple more times to ride out your highs before pulling out and watching as his cum spills out of you, slowly dripping down to your balls. He's got to hold back a groan as the sight threatens to get him hard again.

He shuffles off the bed to haphazardly pull his slacks back on before leaving the room. He returns shortly with your favorite snack and a bottle of water.

"Not right now... M'sticky.." You mumble out as you slowly shift on to your back.

"I know, just eat this and drink some of the water, hm? I've already got a bath running." Atsuhiro coaxes.

"I used your favorite bath bomb~" It's a last-ditch effort short of just forcibly carrying you.

Once you're fed and hydrated, he's carrying you to the bath before sliding in behind you. He grabs your favorite shampoo and conditioner and washes your hair as you sleepily relax against his chest.

He guides you to sit up a bit when he has to wash your back, cooing out a soft "I know, I know..." when you hiss as the washcloth passes over your sore ass.

By the time the sheets are changed and you're both back in bed, you're softly snoring as Atsu holds you tight to him.

#atsuhiro sako x reader #mr compress x reader #atsuhiro sako smut #mr compress smut #kinktober 2022 #boku no hero academia #bnha #my hero academia #mha #mha x reader #mha blog #kinktober #smut #pwp

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

The LOV with a Reader that has a Eating Disorder

Part 1, Part 2 (here)

(This was requested by- @supernatural-hunter1)

(Characters Included- Mr. Compress, Spinner, and Twice)

(Warning: Eating disorders and these hcs are platonic)

Mr. Compress

- When you told him that you have an eating disorder a lot of things added up. He had noticed your habits before you told him but he just didn’t want to make any assumptions or anything.

- He’ll give you tips on how to help with your mental health and to not feel guilty or ashamed every time you eat something.

- He will do magic tricks and put on a magnificent show to distract you from all of your troubling thoughts you may have.

Spinner

- He didn’t really know how to react because he doesn’t know much about it. All he knows is that it’s a serious mental disorder. He does a lot of research about it though after you told him.

- He makes sure that you don’t misuse any supplements (if you take any) and he’ll try and gently coax you into eating at least three times a day even if it’s just a small amount.

- He’s a really good listener, so he’s your guy to go to whenever you need someone to talk to. Everything you say to him is confidential so you don’t have to worry about him spilling out your business to anyone.

Twice

- When you told him that you have a eating disorder he was really shocked. He was really upset that you were suffering through this because you don’t deserve this at all.

- If you don’t like the way you look then he’ll reassure you that you look great and will give you lots of compliments.

- If it’s one of those days where you’re feeling really bad then he will be there to cheer you up.

- He’ll make sure that you don’t overeat or under-eat and will be there with you every step of the way.

Masterlist

#tw ed #tw eating disorders #mha x reader #mha x gn!reader #mha x gender neutral reader #mha x y/n #mha mr compress #sako atsuhiro #atsuhiro sako x reader #mha spinner #shuichi iguchi #jin bubaigawara #jin x reader #jin x y/n #twice x reader #twice x y/n

[popusokku]

Mr Compress Smut Video! 🪄

This is probably the longest video I’ve done, so please enjoy!

The full uncropped version is on my Twitter!

#mr compress x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #mr compress smut #atsuhiro sako smut #atsuhiro sako #mr compress #sako atsuhiro #bnha smut #mha smut #bnha x reader #mha x reader

[quirkfics]

for the flashbang, compress and resist?

You don’t know him. You don’t even recognize him, and you feel like you should. The top hat and cane? The coat and gloves? The mask, with it’s dizzying array of shadows that - are they moving? You sway in place, staring, though with every rhythmic beat of your heart, it feels as if you should be doing something. Remembering.

“Take my hand,” he says, stepping up onto the edge of the building, coat snapping in the breeze. He turns in place, the better to face you, gloved fingers delicately splayed as he waits for you to listen.  Your name, called in a panic, full of warning reaches you from somewhere very far off. 

“I-”

“We must be going, really, or the finale will be... rather lackluster, don’t you think?” He waggles his fingers, not impatient, but expecting and though you’re certain you shouldn’t take it, you can’t find it within you to resist. Your palms meet, and then you’re standing with him, balanced precariously on the edge of the roof, his arm looped around your waist, your fingers curled in the V of his waistcoat. He smells faintly of something sharp and minty, and he hums, pleased when you rest your forehead against his shoulder. “Welcome!” He calls out, and you feel welcomed, comfortable, even though you know he isn’t speaking to you. “You’ve made it just in time, and have been a most engaging crowd! Unfortunately, all good things must end, and the time has come for us to take a bow.” 

Once more, your name echoes, but it’s lost in the sudden rush of wind, pushed away by his arms encircling you, his coat fluttering against your legs. You don’t know him, you remember that.  But you will.

#quirk writes ficlets #mr. compress x reader #mr.compress x reader #sako atsuhiro x reader #atsuhiro sako x reader #well lbh everyone knows i can't resist this prompt #another that toes the line of canon or AU #theatrical hypnotist perhaps? a rivalry with another magician? #a dashing immortal thief who sees a past lover in your eyes? maybe ALL

[veeepawoon]

Inspired by @bloodypeachblog 's tweet

I suggest to lower the volume...

#mr compress #mr. compress #atsuhiro sako #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha lov #league of villains #sako atsuhiro #bnha fanart #mha fanart #veeepawooonart #my art #atsuhiro sako x reader #silly stupid #wish i was her

[curiousquirks]

Day 4 | Mr. Compress x GN!Reader (18+)

Petplay | Scents

Content Warnings: Oral (Male Receiving), Petplay, Scent Kink, Pet Names Used (my dear, bunny), Titles (sir)

Word Count: 1,155

Summary:

What’s a magician without his beloved rabbit? If only Atsuhiro hadn’t left you alone all day, forcing you to wait by the door eagerly awaiting his return.

Atsuhiro heard the sounds of your feet long before he actually saw you. You had heard the keys in the door causing you to quickly and loudly make your way there. You practically shoved him into the door as he was closing it. He let out a noise of surprise as your hands were quick to take the mask off his face, letting it drop to the floor.

“Good–” He tried to say before you attached yourself to him, your fur-lined rabbit ears rubbing across his cheek as you buried your face into the crook of his neck. He waited until you stopped moving nearly as much as you were before he continued speaking. “Good to see you too, my dear.”

You mumbled something unintelligible into his neck as your hands wrapped around his neck, your mind preoccupied with taking in his scent. You took a deep breath, breathing in his sweat and musk, the combination driving you crazy. You let out a hum that vibrated against his skin, as you tried to pull yourself impossibly close to him. 

“Did you miss me?” He asked, already knowing the answer. He adored when you were needy and clingy, missing him every second he spent away. “Come now, bunny, let us move somewhere away from the door.”

His suggestion fell on deaf ears, your mind clouded as you nuzzled yourself against his neck. Atsuhiro’s hands rested on your sides as he gave you gentle reassuring strokes. You inhaled his scent again, your hand reaching around to pull up the edges of his balaclava to reach his skin. Your lips found his neck, your tongue darted out to lick at his skin. He let out a shaky chuckle, clearly surprised by your actions.

“Eager little thing, aren’t you?” He teased, his hands moving down to rest on your ass. “Can’t even be bothered to let me move away from the door, hm.”

“Been waiting too long.” You mumbled against his neck, wiggling yourself against him feeling his growing erection. “You said you’d be back earlier.”

“I got caught up with some things but I’m here now.” He explained, squeezing the handfuls of your ass in his hands. His eyes fell to the little bunny tail that caught his eye as you wiggled against him more. “Although I do love how clingy you get when I’m away.”

You whined into his neck, all of your pent up sexual frustration that’s been building not being helped by his cruel neglection of you. His presence and scent drove you insane, you wanted to crawl impossibly close to him. His clothes were making it harder, wanting his skin touching yours. You knew he’d be upset if you stripped him bare right here. 

You gave one steady lick from the base of his neck up to his ear, your hands removing his balaclava as you moved upwards. You felt his fingers dig deeper into your skin as you lingered, your breath was hot against his ear.

“I need you, sir. I need you so bad.” You whispered, before licking up the shell of his ear again. 

You were so close you could feel the gulp you caused him to do. His dark eyes were peering dangerously into yours when you finally pulled yourself back. Your faces were inches from each other, his hot breath from his slightly parted lips just turned you on more. You placed both of your hands onto his chest, putting a little room between the two of you.

“My poor depraved bunny left to their own devices all day.” He said, using his foot to tap your ankle. It was a silent signal for you to drop to your knees, a rule you wasted no time following. “My, my…What am I going to do with you?”

You dropped to your knees, your hands running down his body as you went. You relaxed yourself on your heels as your hands lingered on either side of his crotch, the obvious tent in his pants making your mouth water. He always loved this view of you, especially with those darling ears and cute little tail of yours.

“Such a good pet, eager to please me instead of asking for help with your own. You’ve been trained well, haven’t you?” He teased, reaching down to cup your chin as you got up off your heels to steady yourself on your knees. 

“You say that like pleasing you doesn’t do anything for me, sir.” You responded, spending no more wasted time as you started undoing his belt. “I’ve been thinking about your cock all day. What I want it to do to me. How it tastes.”

“Such filthy words for such a cute little bunny.” He teased again, letting go of your face as he let you practically rip his pants open.

His cock sprung free from his underwear as you pulled it down just enough. Your face immediately moved itself closer to him, inhaling his natural scent. Your mind was more clouded than before as you watched him wrap his fingers around his length, tapping the tip against your lips. He let out a small chuckle as he watched you wiggle your ass, placing your hands on his legs.

“Tell me you want it.” He commanded, his voice dropping his traditional showmanship. He was showing a lot of restraint, more than he certainly wanted to. 

“I want it.” You whined, opening your greedy wanting mouth. 

“That’s a good pet.” He praised, slowly inserting his cock into your eager mouth. 

You heard him curse under his breath as your warm mouth closed around him. Your tongue runs along the underside of his cock as your hands move up to brace yourself against his legs. His hands find your head, holding you place as he thrusts his cock into your mouth. His soft groans were overrun by the whines you sent vibrating against his cock. 

“You feel so good.” He praised, keeping his steady rhythm. “Absolutely perfect.”

You moaned loudly, the muffled vibration forcing a grunt out of Atsuhiro as his hips shuddered as he shoves his cock further down your throat. Saliva was dripping out of the corner of your mouth as you let him use your mouth for his own selfish gain. You gagged against him as he got rougher, getting lost in the pleasure.

“Shit–” He cried out, suddenly pulling his cock from your mouth. 

You coughed at the sudden movement, gasping for air as your hand reached up to wipe the spit from your mouth. He struggled to catch his breath, especially after nearly coming down your throat. He looked down at you, his cock twitching as the cold air hit it. You stared up at him, eyes full of love and lust equally. 

“As much as I enjoy that, my dear,” He started, reaching his hands down to help you up. “I would much rather devour you on our bed.”

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