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starryskyzx ยท 6 months
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เณƒโ€โžท ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ญ๐จ๐›๐ž๐ซ: ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐Ÿ‘ * เฉˆโœฉโ€งโ‚Šหš
โžผ ๐™—๐™ž๐™ข๐™—๐™ค๐™›๐™ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ
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โœฆ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ: ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฟ!๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฎ ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ ๐˜… ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜!๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ
โœฆ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ข๐™ข๐™–๐™ง๐™ฎ: ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜„๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฟ, ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ, ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ โ€œ๐˜๐˜‚๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ดโ€ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚โ€™๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜.
โœฆ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ: ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—น๐˜‚๐˜, ๐˜€๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜-๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฟ, ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜†, ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฐ (๐—น๐—บ๐—ธ)
โœฆ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™™ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ: ๐Ÿญ.๐Ÿฎ๐—ธ
โœฆ ๐™–๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™งโ€™๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™š: ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜†, ๐—ถ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ถ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ, ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ถ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ณ. ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐˜๐˜†๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฝ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐Ÿฐ ๐—บ๐—ฒ!!
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The lecture hall was empty aside from Professor Aizawa and you, who was sitting on his lap. You grinded your damp, pink panties across the print poking at you through the fabric of your professorโ€™s dress pants. You knew in your head this was wrong, but whenever you saw someone good-looking, no matter who it was, youโ€™d automatically turn into a horny mess.
โ€œYou listening, y/n?โ€ he asked smoothly, pretending his dick wasnโ€™t hardened up waiting to feel the warmth of your walls around it. โ€œSorry, guess Iโ€™m distractedโ€ you mumbled, batting your false eyelashes, pretending to be some innocent girl despite your mini skirt riding up your legs.
There was an open book plopped on his desk, along with a few pieces of paper, and some writing utensils too. This โ€œstudy sessionโ€ was going well, but as time went on, you became more eager to learn more about what was in your professorโ€™s pants rather than the actual lesson.
โ€œWe canโ€™t have that can we?โ€ he whispered into your ear, lifting up your skirt, leaving it sitting loose around your waist. โ€œNeeda get your mind off of work for a while?โ€
You nodded, gently closing the book, scooting it over to the side incase you two went a little crazy and needed more room. โ€œCan you take these off for me, sweetie?โ€ he said, using his index finger to tug on the elastic of your panties before reaching to pull your tight little crop top over your head. โ€œMhmโ€ you purred, slipping your panties to your ankles leaving them hanging next to your heels.
You felt a a slender hand pushing you against the desk, arching your back into a good position. Biting your lip, you prepared yourself for the feeling of Professer Aizawaโ€™s cock rubbing against your entrance the way you imagined all those days in class before.
As you heard a pants zipper unzip from behind you, your face heated up and your heart began to race. His cold hand gripped your left tit, squeezing your pierced nipple in between his index finger and his middle finger. It took a moment for your body temperature to adjust to his, but right as you thought things had leveled out, you felt the tip of his veiny dick split between your folds and penetrate your pussy.
โ€œFuck!~โ€ you moaned, vocalizing your pleasure a little too loud, forgetting this was taking place in a classroom. ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝQuiet, babyโ€ Aizawa soothed, slowly inching the rest of his girthy cock into your wet cunt.
You instinctively nodded, trying ever so hard to hold back any sort of whimper or wail as your pussy loosened to adjust to the girth and length of his dick rubbing against your walls.
You closed your eyes, enjoying his initial slow thrusts. They were languid and affectionate, only leaving a slut like you desperate for more. You bucked your hips and attempted to inch yourself further down onto his cock.
โ€œYou want more, sweetie? Think you can take it?โ€
Whether you thought your cunt could swallow all of his length or not, a quick โ€œYes-โ€ rolled off your tongue, followed by โ€œJust fuck me please~โ€.
Aizawa quickly rammed the rest of his cock inside you, unknowingly slamming against your g-spot, leaving you disheveled, aching for the tip of his dick to strike your sweet spot again, at a more frenzied pace.
You stopped leaning on the desk and decided to brace yourself on your professorโ€™s thighs, giving you a good balance. As Professor Aizawa pumped his cock in and out of your pussy, grunting as he played with your nipples, you began to bounce on his dick, using one of your hands to stretch yourself open even wider.
โ€œIf you keep wearing slutty clothes like this, you wont be the only one distracted in my class you knowโ€ he teased, gripping your waist and slamming every inch of him into you all at once.
โ€œMhm-โ€œ you stammered unable to find words to appropriately reply to his banter. Your head jerked as the force of a hand tugging your hair pulled you backwards. โ€œAre you listening, Ms. l/n?โ€
Your cunt tightened on his cock as if it weโ€™re trying to influence his body to continue moving. His tip applied pressure to your g-spot as he sat there, waiting for you to reply.
โ€œYes, sir- Listening-โ€œ you cooed, lying through your teeth, simply trying get him to fuck you unapologetically rough, leaving you out of breath. โ€œPromise if I fuck you good, youโ€™ll do better in my class?โ€ he taunted, slowly moving himself within your body.
A needy โ€œPromise~โ€ fell from your lips on impulse, bringing tears to your eyes knowing you couldnโ€™t yell as loud as you wanted to. A sense of hopelessness washed over you, as you could feel every part of your body begging to touched. However, it was then your professor stood up from his chair and bent you over, now pinning you to the desk in the exact same spot you cleared room for earlier.
A gasp tried to come out of your mouth due to the sudden movement, but Aizawa had already placed his hand over your mouth and began brutally pounding your cunt. โ€œThis what it take for girls like you to pass my class? Getting used like a cumslut?โ€
A set of muffled moans filled the room, as the will power you had to hold any noises back had disappeared the moment his pace had picked up. Tears began to roll down your face as your pleasure reached itโ€™s peak and your body attempted run from the cock youโ€™d been begging for all this time.
Your hand grasped at the air and you pleaded into the hand of your professor, as his length caused you to paint his dick white and drip cum onto the pants hanging around his ankles.
The euphoric feeling of your walls clenching down on his dick, lead to your mascara running down your cheek. A few grunts and groans came out his mouth before he quickly removed himself from your cunt, leaving you feeling relieved, but empty and ready for more.
Professor Aizawa gave himself a few pumps before releasing his nut onto your back, leaving some residue on the mini skirt he had pulled upon your waist. You layed there catching your breath as he reached down and pulled your panties up for you, redressing you with your shirt and cum covered skirt as well.
Eventually, you sat up and Professor Aizawa pulled you close to his face. Taking his thumb, he wiped away your running mascara, before moving his hand to your chin, placing a small kiss on your forehead. โ€œWhen you go home make sure you study, baby. Mkay?โ€ he whispered gently, as if he were a completely different person than the one that was corrupting you, making you cry tears of pleasure just moments before.
You replied with a small, sinless โ€œkay~โ€ before grabbing your purse that was set aside and limping your way towards the exit of the building. However, little did your professor know, instead of studying when you got home, you simply began planning out an even sluttier outfit for tomorrow in hopes that maybe heโ€™d see you again and you two could start a nightly routine of hooking up together for the rest of that term.
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Pining! Shoto who doesn't know how to show his love correctly. Who stares at you blankly until you understand his feelings.ย 
Pining! Shoto who didn't even know he liked you until Ochako made a teasing remark about his staring.ย 
Pining! Shoto who follows you around helplessly, and you don't seem to mind the extra addition. Who smiles and nods when you begin to invite him to wherever you are going.
Pining! Shoto who jumps and accidentally releases bits of his quirk when you accidentally graze his hand. Who clentches his fist in embarrassment when you ask if he was okay.
Pining! Shoto who blushes furiously the first time you praise him on his hero skills. Who stands there nodding and trying not to freak out when you say how โ€œstrong!โ€ and โ€œcool!โ€ he is.
Pining! Shoto who sits too close to you on the couch. Always manages to somehow sit in between you and a friend.ย 
Pining! Shoto whose head whips around to you whenever he hears you laugh or talk.ย 
Pining! Shoto who sits next to you when you are online shopping. Listens to when you lightheardedly complain about how expensive everything is. Who buys everything you put in your shopping cart with his fathers credit card and brings it to your dorm room.
Pining! Shoto who thinks he is sick when he sees you talking so estactically to Kirishima. Who grabs your shoulder and leads you away from the redhead. Finally feeling that tight, uncomfortable feelingย  in his stomach fade.
Pining! Shoto who just can't stop talking about you to his friends. Who somehow mentions your name in every conversation. โ€œOh, I think Y/N would like this.โ€ and โ€œDoesn't this remind you guys of Y/N?โ€ or โ€œI wish Y/N was here right now.โ€
i love him.
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hotvinimon ยท 1 month
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Valentines Day With Sub!Boyfriend Izuku ?
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Sub Boyfriend Izuku Midoriya Headcanons and small fics in between.
Plot : It's Valentines. And what's the best gift for your oh so innocent and cute sub boyfie Izuku Midoriya ?
Authorโ€™s note : I hope you really like this. I'm sorry for posting this so late after Valentines. Also this fic is 18+. Minors do not interact.
Warnings : MDNI. NSFW. 18+. Gag, Handjob, overstimulation. The images are not mine. Credits to the owner.
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If you had a slightest thought that Izuku would be the one who would shower his s/o with gifts on valentines like he doesnโ€™t do that already on normal days, then you are hundred and one percent right.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who comes at your place at 6 in the morning to surprise you with tons of heart shape thingies ?? Heart shaped balloons, Heart shaped red velvet cake, Heart shaped Chocolates, Heart Shaped Cupcakes. You name a thing and he has it there, and that too in a heart shape.
โ€œWho is- O my god Izu ??? What are you doing here this early ??โ€ Rubbing off the drool from your chin you looked at Izuku with wide eyes who was almost carrying a mini bakery in his hands. โ€œI was just excited to see you. Be my valentines ??โ€ he extends all the stuff he was carrying in his arms and gives you the sweetest smile ever that you could never refuse to. Like you could ever say no to him.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who would show you each and everything he for you.
โ€œGosh Izu~ this is too much. How would I eat everything ??โ€ you chuckled at his sweet gesture. โ€œBut I really appreciate you for doing all this. How about I show you something that I got for you ?โ€.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who would become really excited about your reaction that you could almost see his imaginary tail wagging and perked up ears.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who gets a mini shock attack when you give him a kiss t-shirt ?? He wants all them on his lips. He Would definitely beg you to kiss him with non-stain proof lipstick all over him.
"Did you made this ?" He was really whipped. "Yes Baby. Do you like it ?" "OFCOURSE I DO. CAN I HAVE THEM ON MY LIPS ??" "ofcourse baby." You chuckled at his energy.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku would point out every empty space on his body.
"And here" "Here too" "There is some space as well !!"
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who would be confused when you would tell him that the gift is still waiting for him. But his confusion is replaced with hard breath and blood rush when you come out of the wardrobe in a very sexy piece. Small ribbon bows tied on your stiff nipples and covered with a very shear see through net top, garter belt attached with lacy thongs decorated with an embroided "IZUKU" in front and a pom pom ball in the back, mist sprayed all over your body giving an illusion of sweat, your half lidded eyes eye fucking him and your glossy lips parted just for him.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who can feel his boner strapped tight in his jeans that's rubbing with every movement of his body. He tries to adjust himself under your gaze and he props himself up, attempting to hide the massive bulge.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who shudders when you chuckle and prop yourself on his lap, right above his ehm ehm. You give his lips a peck, then take his breath away by sliding your tongue over his. He's so stunned he almost forgets to kiss you back, until he regains an inch of composure and starts licking and sucking at you.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who gets absolute pufferfish when you ask him to word what he wants. He blushes and tries to tell you but gets absolutely crazy when you distract him by planting butterflies on his neck, poking and picking his nipples and grinding his tent through his jeans.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who becomes a stuttering mess and canโ€™t even form proper words. But whenever he tries, gets poked or teased by you. He feels his jeans staining and mouth drooling. He knows better to tell you than keeping his words to himself.
"Baby, tell me," your delicate fingers trace the ink up his neck to where it stops at his jaw, "tell me what you need." "W-want-" he stutters and breathes hard. You smile sweetly, giving a kitten lick to his neck. โ€œHmm ?? what were you saying ?? you need to tell me what you wantโ€ โ€œI-It itโ€ฆ Huโ€ฆ hurโ€ he again shuts up when you slowly grind his nipples with yours. โ€œWhat is it Zuku ?? kitten I canโ€™t help you if you donโ€™t tell me. Youโ€™ll tell mommy what you want right ??โ€ you mewl at him.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who short circuited when he heard you. The new nick name travelled straight to his dick
โ€œMmโ€ฆ Mommโ€ฆ Mommyyโ€ฆ It-It-Hr-hurts.โ€ Izuku complains with fat tears in his eyes.
โ€œWhere does it hurt baby ?โ€ you coo at him. โ€œH-Here.โ€ C-could you please k-kiss it better ??โ€ Izuku points out at the massive tent that you are grinding on past few minutes. โ€œis this,โ€ you look up at him through narrowed eyes, โ€œis this where it hurts, love?โ€ Another small twitch is felt, a nonverbal answer. โ€œyou want me to kiss this better, do you?โ€ You tilt your head to the side, silently urging him to say it out loud himself.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who nods frantically, his breath shallow and rapid, unable to form coherent words to express his urgent need and the intensity of his longing that he's been holding onto for what feels like an eternity.- what heโ€™s willing to do for if, itโ€™s all the confirmation you need to pull his pants down without wasting a second.
heโ€™s hard, painfully so. Unable to resist, you reach for the tip, softly hovering at his clothed lenght, almost teasing him . โ€œaww,โ€ You flicked his cock beneath his boxers that sprang back once again โ€œmy darling baby.โ€ A squeal escapes from his lips and he lets out long drawn whimpers. โ€œdonโ€™t worry about the pain anymore,โ€ you reassure him, he lets out low whimpers and moans that were once again captured by your lips. โ€œiโ€™ll take care of you. But as much as I love your voice, I want you to keep quiet. You know, all of my neighbours are at home. We don't want little kids to hear your filthy whimpers do we ??" you poked his lenght with your manicured nail.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who has no idea what you have for him. He gets all wide eyed when you tie his hands with the headboard and his legs with corners of the bed. You slowly hover over him and removes all unnecessary clothing except for his boxers. Which seem so torturous for the poor baby.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who gapes at the sight of gag that you tie to his mouth, but more painful was the part where you just sat on his tent and start grinding, while continuously sucking and nibing his nipples.
His legs are shaking, you realise, and you haven't even done anything yet. Drool and tears roll down his face, as he involuntarily rubs himself against you. Gently, you thumb the slit and stroke his pulsing cock, eyes flickering to his face to see how he likes it. It was so painful to watch him, that you finally inched down his boxers, resulting in a broken sigh from Izuku. "you like this, do you?" you laugh softly when his eyes practically roll back in his head, your tongue kitten licking that angry, fat tip of his - flushed a dark shade of cerise that looks absolutely delicious. โ€œpatience, love.โ€ falling apart beneath your touch โ€” poor babyโ€™s just burning up โ€” you lean back for a moment, letting saliva pool in your mouth before you spit on his shaft. You use a finger to prod at his entrance, eyes slightly widening at the feeling. โ€œWow love, you are so wet. You're dripping all over your legs and the pillows,โ€ You murmur in astonishment, dragging your finger around the hole.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who whines in embarrassment, cheeks flushed from his heat, and now from humilation.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who wants you. he wants all of you, and in return heโ€™ll give you everything that he is. heโ€™ll do anything for you, absolutely anything, all you have to do is order!
You fingers continue to drag along the area inches from his now hard dick, eyeing it contently. It sticks up proud, and seems to be begging to be touched. You smile and turn back to him, watching the way his chest raises from his breath in steady motions. you wrap your hands around his length, tighter than before, his pre leaves your hands a sticky mess. you look up at him, โ€œeyes on me,โ€ you say simply, adoring the way his lashes flatter as he look down at you with hearts in his hooded eyes, tears slipping down his freckled cheeks, a thin sheen of sweat coating his skin as he struggles to catch his breath. He whips his head back and forth and whines into the gag. It comes out as a broken plea. You start stroking his lenght at a very fast pace that gets him see starts in the dim light of your room.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku whose body goes limp from the pleasure, mind having overheated as he practically melts like butter, when ropes of white liquid shoot out, resulting a complete mess.
Sub!BoyfriendIzuku whose eyes go all wide when he sees you fisting his cock once more and swirling around the tip once again.
Itโ€™s gonna be a long valentine
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HEAR ME THE FUCK OUT, OKAY? ๐Ÿ‘FUCK๐Ÿ‘BOI๐Ÿ‘TA๐Ÿ‘MA๐Ÿ‘KI๐Ÿ‘ NAIL POLISH WEARIN', RING ADORNIN', SWEET TALKIN', DICK SWINGIN' AT YOUR OH SO WET CUNNY TAMAKI.
THATS RIGHT, IM TALKIN' ABT THAT OH SO SLEAZY NO GOOD THIRD YEAR WHO COULDNT HELP HIS DICK TWITCHIN' ONCE HE KNEW HE HAD YOU WRAPPED AROUND HIS PRETTY FINGERS IN A VICE.
YOU KNOW, THE ONE WHO PROMISED TO HELP YA STUDY FOR YOUR MATH TEST AND NOW HE'S PEAKIN' UP YOUR SKIRT, PUSHIN' YOUR PRETTY PINK PANTIES TO THE SIDE N PUMPIN' PERFECTLY MANICURED FINGERS IN N OUT 'ND KISSIN' YOUR CLIT SLOPPILY? THE ONE WHO'S PRESSIN HIS FOREHEAD AGAINST YOURS 'ND WITH UR KNEES KNOCKED UP TO UR EARS WHILE FUCKING LIKE A BITCH IN HEAT? YEA HIM!! THAT'S THE ONE!!!
"Yea pretty, that feel good?" "Aw darling, don't go cryin on me now, you can take a bit more down your throat. I know you can. I know you will. 'Cause you want me to be happy don't you? Don't you wanna make your boyfriend happy?" "Such a good pussy f'me hmm? You don't let anyone else touch you like this do you? I bet you don't huh?" "You should see how stupid you look now honey, tongue out and everythin'. Such a silly little slut, wanna smile for the camera for me?"
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a bakugo x reader fic || pt 1
pt 2
no tws apply :)
every night was the same. youโ€™d been keeping the same routine all three years of college. you loved it. so, of course, it changed.
a series of extremely unfortunate events involving a burst pipe and your dorm room had put you here, living in an unused hero study dorm room until futher notice.
you couldnโ€™t really complain; the kitchen was bigger, the bathrooms nicer. the dorms here were different than most places. each area of study had a co-ed dorm that encouraged โ€œcommunity and school spirit,โ€ or so they claimed.
mostly everyone had been very nice to you, smiling and asking if you needed any help. you knew who they all were. you were in the general study program focusing in journalism, of course you knew everything about uaโ€™s favorite heroes. you may have even written a few pieces on some of them for the school newspaper.
you had your favorites and you definitely had least favorites. of course, one of them had to be sitting right before in you, putting a kink in your perfect night routine.
bakugo katsuki. you narrowed your eyes. he was sitting on the couch in front of the tv, a bottle of some sort dangled between his fingers, feet kicked up on the coffee table, sitting there in the dark spare for the light of the tv and a small lamp. at least the tv was on low volume.
you hadnโ€™t talked to him in years. youโ€™d heard heโ€™d calmed down since all the shit went down his first year. still, you pictured him as the angry boy screaming at you for stepping on the back of his sneakers.
you creeped out from the hallway, walking into the kitchen behind him. he wouldnโ€™t change your plans, you decided, puffing up your chest. you heated up a kettle of water, pulling a tea bag out from the cabinet. you made your sleepy time tea in your sleepy time mug and no one could stop you. not even bakugo katsuki.
you stepped back out into the living room, eyeing the lamp. it was on the side table on the opposite side of the couch of bakugo. because of course it had to be. your life was a comedy where everything was perfectly not perfect.
you raised your chin, walking over to the couch and sitting down. you opened up your book, folded your legs underneath you, and sipped on your tea. all without a word to bakugo.
younger bakugo would have screamed at you for sitting 6 feet away from him and cussed you out with words you didnโ€™t even know. this bakugo just grunted and kept his eyes on the tv. some news program was playing.
maybe the rumors were true. this bakugo wasnโ€™t the bakugo of the first year sports festival. this bakugo had seen some shit. deeply depressing and dark shit no 18 year old should have ever had to see.
whatever. you refused to make excuses for him.
you cared more about your book than spiky hair.
you nestled deeper in the couch cushion, settling in for a nice, night read.
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you startled awake, sitting up quickly, your book falling out of your open hands. you blinked the sleep out of your eyes, looking all around you.
bakugo stood a few feet away, looking back over his shoulder at you. โ€œsorry, didnโ€™t mean to wake you.โ€ he slouched off.
you narrowed your eyes; that was very weird. very weird. youโ€™d written a few opinion pieces on bakugo and none of them were nice. you often criticized his attitude, his brashness with civilians, his anger management problems. he didnโ€™t care about being kind or considerate.
right?
it was too late to be contemplating such things. you walked back to your room, empty mug and book in tow.
youโ€™d think more tomorrow, after a good nightโ€™s sleep.
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youโ€™d had the same problem every night. youโ€™d lay down in bed, only to not be able to fall asleep and for your legs to twitch relentlessly.
you knew when you got in bed you wouldnโ€™t be able to sleep, but you kept trying every night. then, youโ€™d pull yourself out of bed and make tea. you had a stack of journalism books ready to lull you to sleep.
tonight, you picked up one about divisive writing. you grabbed your mug and set off down the hallway.
bakugo was on the couch again, another news program on tv. you slipped into the kitchen and made your tea.
he was still there when you walked back out, sitting in the middle of the sofa with his arm draped over the back. you sat your mug down on the coffee table and he scooted closer to the opposite side.
you gave him a slight smile of appreciation. one that was met with a good look of his profile. the blue glow of the tv made his features look sharper, rough and brawny.
you settled into the couch, massaging your sore thighs, nose already buried in your book.
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you woke with a pain in your neck, literally and figuratively. you had fallen asleep on the couch again, your neck curled against the armrest.
it wasnโ€™t unusual for you to fall asleep on the couch in your regular dorm, but two nights in a row was weird.
your book was neatly laid on the table, bookmark safetly in place. you didnโ€™t remember closing your book. you would have just gone back to your room if you stopped reading.
maybe bakugo took it out of your hands. no. ha. no way.
you were just sleep deprived. that was all.
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a week went by with nothing weird. youโ€™d read your book, drink your tea, stand up and excuse yourself. bakugo would grunt or mumble hello but that was it.
tonight was different. bakugo wasnโ€™t on the couch when you walked into the living room. your frowned and sat down in your usual spot. it may take 21 days to form a habit but it took way less for you to get used to bakugoโ€™s presence next to you on the couch. the room was even darker without the glow of the tv. it was too quiet.
you turned on the tv and changed the channel to the hero news network. you just needed the background noise.
you opened your book, but got only 5 pages read before he appeared.
his hair was wet, towel dried, sticking up all over the place. his black tshirt stuck to his wet skin. his hands were red, looking like they had been scrubbed raw. his face was stern, eyes dark, mouth a thin line. he said nothing, just sat down on the couch, sitting as far away from you as possible.
bakugo picked the remote up off the table, switching the tv to an online news stream.
you resisted the urge to ask him why. this streamer was well known for being a villain sympathizer. bakugo hadnโ€™t watched his streams the last two nights. why now?
you switched your attention to the tv, tearing your eyes away from bakugoโ€™s harsh features.
โ€œagain, we find ourselves asking, why are we putting our safety in the hands of teenagers?โ€ the streamer laughed harshly. โ€œthe near disaster today should remind us of all of just how unsafe we are. will the young hero bakugo ever learn from his mistakes? how many of our children will be scarred and beaten before the safety commission takes away his license?โ€
phone recorded video played, screams and shouts heard in the background. a fuzzy bakugo was fighting a villain in the middle of the street, some sort of scarf dancing in the air. the video zoomed in to show the scarf wrapped around a screaming toddler, floating high in the air. fire raced up the scarf, dancing closer and closer to the child. the child screamed, leaning away from the flames. bakugo finally grabbed the child, but landed hard on the ground, the child wrapped in his arms. the scarf had been ripped, the fire on its edges put out. the video panned out to show the villain gone.
โ€œfolks,โ€ the streamer said, โ€œis bakugo a hero? did he not start the fire himself? when fighting a villain with a paper quirk, you gotta think the man would be careful with his fire. and this isnโ€™t the only time bakugo has been careless. remember the oil fire last year? i sure do and-โ€œ
you stood up and yanked the remote from his hand, turning the tv off.
โ€œwhat the fuck is wrong with you?โ€ bakugo seethed, narrowing his eyes at you, grabbing for the remote. there was the angry boy you remembered.
โ€œno, what the fuck is wrong with you?โ€ you quipped back, keeping the remote behind you.
bakugo slumped, all anger disappearing. โ€œfuck,โ€ he ran a red hand over his face. โ€œi know i fucked up. i was just trying-โ€œ
โ€œwhat? no. iโ€™m not- youโ€™re not-โ€œ you sighed. โ€œdonโ€™t watch that shit. donโ€™t give him streams and money he doesnโ€™t deserve. you saved that kids life. it doesnโ€™t matter what went wrong, the kid is safe.โ€
he stared at you. โ€œyou wrote that article about the oil.โ€
you were surprised he knew who you were. you were just a lowly school journalist with a knack for getting in trouble for writing articles looking down on the school.
โ€œyou write shit articles about heroes all the time.โ€
you frown, โ€œi write about the way society fails the children they send to fight their battles. there is something systemically wrong with a country who sends a 19 year old to fight a B rank villain by himself with civilian hostages and then bashes him online for making a mistake he wasnโ€™t trained to handle.โ€
bakugo opens his mouth, but you arenโ€™t done.
โ€œyou made a mistake today, but it was a mistake out of desperation to save the child. you are not the villain here, katsuki bakugo,โ€ you point at the tv. โ€œhe is, for ever making you feel like one.โ€
bakugo is quiet, big red eyes looking up at you.
youโ€™re out of breath, your hands on your hips. โ€œokay,โ€ you drop the remote on the couch, picking up your book, โ€œiโ€™m going to bed. good night.โ€
you walked away quickly, the reality of your outburst setting in. how embarrassing. and you left your mug on the table.
jesus christ. what a night.
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you were almost too embarrassed to go to the living room the next night. but what did you have to be embarrassed about? your outburst was all true. it was what you wrote about. it was what you were passionate about. honestly, it was a great on the spot reaction.
you snuck past the couch, bakugo stretched out, legs on the coffee table, arm on the back of the couch, and into the kitchen.
a kettle of hot water was waiting for you, your mug set on the counter by the stove. hmm. a crease was already settling between your eyebrows.
you padded out into the living room, plopping down on the couch.
โ€œhey,โ€ bakugo said, eyes meeting yours.
โ€œdid you set out the kettle?โ€ you asked, unable to quell your curiosity.
bakugo turned his gaze back to the tv, โ€œyeah.โ€
โ€œthank you,โ€ you said quietly.
bakugo said nothing.
you opened up your book. you had one chapter left. you were reading a cheesy, hallmark grade, cozy mystery that was going to end neatly with a bow around it. you secretly enjoyed it.
you finished your chapter quickly with a happy sigh. it ended exactly how you had predicted on page 10. how satisfying. you felt in control of one thing, at least.
โ€œgood night, bakugo,โ€ you said quietly, standing up from your spot on the couch.
his eyes flickered to yours, then back to the tv.
oh, how nice sleep would be after a day like today.
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you racked your brain for everything bad you had done in the past few weeks. nothing seemed bad enough to deserve this punishment. you just wanted sleep. sweet, peaceful sleep.
but no.
instead, you laid in bed, your mind unable to shut off. your legs twitched, anxious to be moved every five minutes.
ugh.
you got out of bed, throwing on an oversized hoodie. you practically stomped back into the kitchen. hopefully, your sleepytime tea would actually bring you sleepytime.
you stopped and slid a few inches in your socks. the tv was still on in the living room. you moved to investigate it.
โ€œbakugo?โ€ you frowned. โ€œwhy are you still up? itโ€™s 3 in the morning. donโ€™t you have training at 7?โ€
he turned to look at you, dark eyes meeting yours. โ€œcanโ€™t sleep.โ€
you nodded, walking over to the couch. โ€œme neither.โ€
bakugo was sitting in the middle of the couch instead of his usual all-the-way-to-the-left. you sat down beside him, much closer than usual. if you set your hand beside you, your fingers would brush his thigh. you werenโ€™t thinking about that at all. not even a little bit.
the office reruns played on the tv. very different than the typical news programs he watched.
you would laugh quietly every time something funny happened, but bakugo was stoic as ever. you werenโ€™t convinced he wasnโ€™t sleeping with his eyes open.
on second thought, it was weird seeing bakugo so quiet. he had changed since his first year.
the company picnic episode came on. maybe itโ€™d make your brain calm down enough you could sleep.
โ€ฆ
a ridiculously loud and annoying alarm woke you up. you reached for your phone, not bothering to pick your head up. your pillow shifted and you groaned. no wonder you couldnโ€™t sleep, your bed was extremely uncomfortable.
you sat up, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, slowly adjusting to the dark room.
the tv was still on. wait. you didnโ€™t have a tv in your room. the living room. you were on the living room couch. your hand wasnโ€™t on your night table, but a hard, muscular thigh. bakugo. shit, bakugo.
you shifted away, surprise waking you up uncomfortably quickly. โ€œshit, sorry. fuck, my bad.โ€
bakugo didnโ€™t seem to hear you. he was throwing his now silent phone down, reclining back against the couch. his arm was still around you, fingers grazing your back. bakugoโ€™s head was on the back bar of the couch, closed eyes looking up at the ceiling.
you looked at him, pursing your lips. you slipped off the couch. โ€œgood night, bakugo,โ€ you whispered.
you got into bed, mind fuzzy and quiet, spare for an image of a boy with spiky, blonde hair.
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sanzusslutt ยท 10 months
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Touya "Dabi" Todoroki x f!Y/n -minors do not interact.
cw: smut with no plot, clit play, cursing, praising, dumbification, unprotected sex (do not recommend), no after care, begging, dacryphilia, fem pronouns + fem body descriptions, dirty talk, degrading, sub!reader, creampie, sry if I missed any..
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"Call his name now, slut." dabi's words felt like poison but with his big cock so deep inside your warm walls, you can't even comprehend what he just said.
"Oh, you got so dumb on my cock that your stupid little brain can't even form a sentence?" his thrusts were so perfectly angled that your eyes rolled to the back of your head simultaneously every time the tip of his cock met your sweet spot.
"Whose dick made you this dumb, dear?" he picked up the pace, placing your knees close to your head to get better access to the spot deep inside you that made your legs tremble. He lowered his hand, positioning his thumb on your throbbing clit and doing little circles on the bud, instantly sending you to cloud nine and a familiar babbling sense on your stomach.
"Cat got your tongue? Answer me." Diamond blue eyes staring directly at yours as he waited for you to answer. "You won't get to cum if you dont tell me you know whose dick made you so fucking dumb." his words cut like knifes as he stopped all his motions, moving his hand closer to your face and landing a hard slap across your cheek, bringing you almost out of submission. he placed his hand around your neck as you felt tears building in your eyes from the aching on your now cherry-red cheek.
"You!! You daddy!! you make me feel so good!! You Touya!! Ahh!!!" that's all he needed to hear from your mouth. he just wanted to hear his name fall from your lips to continue his hard thrusts and the circulating motions on your puffy clit. "So good, doll.. thats what I wanted to hear..." he closed the distance between your faces, meeting your lips for a messy kiss as he pinched one of your nipples with his other hand.
he broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your mouths and white dots blurring your vision as you stepped closer and closer to the edge. with one last snap of his hips you gushed all over his thighs and torso. he wasn't too far behind. white thick liquid filling you to the brim as he worked both of you to your high.
he pulled his semi-soft cock out of your gummy walls, his cum coming out of you and falling down the sheets. he moved his long fingers and placed them out of your cunt, pushing his seed back inside you. "Don't let it go to waste, doll" was the last thing you heard and with a soft kiss on the top of your head, he let you rest in his warm arms.
i wrote this in class, I don't even know what this is...
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summerlovingbaby ยท 1 year
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Accidents Happen
tw: self harm and mentions of attempted suicide
Hitoshi heard whimpering coming from one of the spare bedroom at the end of the hall. He was on his way to the kitchen for a glass of water, because the air had grown fairly hot in the night.
He remembered when he felt like that. When the day felt so bad, and the nightmares felt so real that it made him sick. He quietly pushed open the door, careful not to make it creak, careful not to wake the two other adults just down the hall.
He smelled a smell that smelled all to family and brought back to not so distant painful memories. He felt bad for her. He had been in the girls' position not so long ago, and he remembered how each painful moment felt.
He kneeled on the side of her bed and debated waking her up. This was probably the most peaceful sleep she had in a long time, despite the fact that she was having a violent nightmare.
โ€œY/N.โ€ he gently shook her awake, causing her to sit straight up in the bed, neck hairs standing up.ย โ€œHey, itโ€™s okay, youโ€™re okay.โ€
โ€œHitoshi?โ€ she quietly questioned, wiping the sweat off her brow. She caught the look on his face and assumed the worst. She tried to get out of bed, but her legs felt stuck to the uncomfortable plastic-like sheets.ย โ€œDid something happen? Do I have to go back?โ€
โ€œNo..no nothing like that-โ€
โ€œIs it Eri, is she okay?โ€ she pleaded.
โ€œSheโ€™s fine.โ€ he urged.ย โ€œItโ€™s okay, everything is okay, I swear.โ€ he whispered.ย 
He watched her face settle into a mix of stress and content, and watched her muscles grow loose. Her eyes fell on the spiderman comforter, and she wiggled her nose trying to ignore the presentiant smell. Then she looked at him, waiting for him to speak, he didnโ€™t know what to say, so thought about what Aizawa said to him, not so many months ago.
โ€œ I have to tell you something, and I donโ€™t want you to be embarrased, or worried, or feel bad about it, okay?โ€ he watched her nod sligtly.ย โ€œ I think you may have had an accident.โ€
โ€œ Accident?โ€ her eyebrows moved together and her mouth formed into a line confused, before her eyes widened in realization and she grabbed the egde of the comfoter and through it off the bed, landing on the floor right next to Shinso, who payed it no mind.ย โ€œ Oh god.โ€ Her hand flew to her mouth, as she tried to come up with a reasonable excuse, only for her mind to draw a blank.ย โ€œ Oh my god. Iโ€™m so sorry-โ€
โ€œThereโ€™s no reason to be sorry. It was a accident.โ€
โ€œ I wet the bed.โ€ she muttered to herself. Like she was still trying to get herself to believe it.ย 
She had been through so much, and yet she was still behaving like a child, not only that but she had managed to embarrass herself into a person that she desperately wanted to be her friend.
โ€œ I wet the bed.โ€ she repeated.ย 
โ€œ Itโ€™s okay, it was an accident.โ€ Hitoshi muttered, he saw her trying hard to cry.
โ€œIโ€™m sorry-โ€
โ€œPlease donโ€™t apologize.โ€ he said, he really wanted to stroke her hair and rub her back, but was afraid to touch her without asking.ย โ€œ It was accident. Accidents happen some time, things like this happen some time.โ€
โ€œ I wet the bed.โ€ she said again, her eyes widened as tears fell freely down her face,ย โ€œ Iโ€™ll clean it up, I swear. I will-โ€
โ€œ Itโ€™s okay, itโ€™s okay, donโ€™t worry. That doesnโ€™t matter.โ€ He spoke, his voice was calm. He knew the melting pot of emotions that she had to be feeling. It was clear that she was upset, but even then she was worried about fixing the mess that she made.
โ€œ Iโ€™ll clean it up I promise, and I can sleep on the couch-โ€
โ€œ Donโ€™t worry about that right now. How about you go to the bathroom and clean up a little, and Iโ€™ll take care of this-โ€
โ€œ You donโ€™t have to-โ€
โ€œ I insisit.โ€
โ€œ You canโ€™t tell him, you canโ€™t-โ€
โ€œ I wonโ€™t, I promise. Now go shower, Iโ€™ll be here when you get back.โ€
20 minutes later, she came back with a fresh pair of pajamas, and a hanful of dirty ones. Hitoshi had given her a pair, and they were much to big, the t shirt stopping mid thigh, and the boxer shorts hanging of her hips. The socks were mismatched in a unironic way. It would have been an unusally funny sight, if it werenโ€™t for the fact that it was clear that she had been crying in the shower.
โ€œ I didnโ€™t know where to-โ€
โ€œ Itโ€™s okay, Iโ€™ll take them on my way out.โ€ he whispered.ย โ€œ I gave you an extra blanket, in case you got cold.โ€He was always cold when he first moved in. The doctors guessed it was the years of malnutrition and about every diffancy known to man.ย โ€œ Bedโ€™s all yours.โ€ he motioned to the bed.ย 
โ€œ You wonโ€™t tell him-โ€
โ€œ No.โ€ he spoke plainly. Like he was talking to a mirror. He would know exactly what she felt like, he was in her position not more than a year ago.ย โ€œ Are you sure you donโ€™t want to talk to him-โ€
โ€œ Yes.โ€ she said quickly.ย โ€œ Please.โ€
โ€œ Is there a reason?โ€
โ€œ I donโ€™t want him to get rid of me, if Iโ€™m too much trouble heโ€™ll get rid of me.โ€ she spoke, it was a manic mutter. His face softened, he knew that desperation, that need to be perfect that want to stay safe, she wanted to be safe. That need to not be too much, to not be sent away.
Hitoshi carefully walked towards her, and pointed, before asking if he could have a seat. Y/N hesitated before nodding softly and looking away. She was tired, that itself was clear, the prominent eyebags gave her away.
โ€œ He wonโ€™t get rid of you, I promise.โ€
โ€œ How do you know, when youโ€™re so...โ€ she searched her mind for the word. Settled on one, opened her mouth to speak, decided it was offensive and didnโ€™t say anything else.
โ€œ Itโ€™s okay, You can say it.โ€
โ€œ Good. Youโ€™re so good.โ€
โ€œWhen Aizawa had first taken me in I was.... I was alot like you.โ€
โ€œ Broken?โ€
Hitoshi shook his head and extended his hand to the bedside tissue, so he could wipe the tears out of her face.
โ€œ I was fine, but one night after Mr. Mic took me out to the store I saw my mothers husband. At the time I was fine. I was a bit scared, yeah, but I thought I was fine. But Aizawa ended up having to wake me up. Turns out I wet the bed. Right through the streets all over the matress.โ€
โ€œ I hardly even know him and I really donโ€™t want to disappoint him.โ€
โ€œ I think heโ€™ll be more happy that you reached out to him. He really just wants to help, yโ€™know?โ€
โ€œ I donโ€™t want him to send me away.โ€
โ€œ He wonโ€™t. I know he doesnโ€™t seem like it, but he is very forgiving and kind. He just wants to help, yโ€™know.โ€ he spoke. Y/N seemed to burry herself in a bundle of inescapble slelf pity.ย โ€œThe first night I got her, I drunk all his alcohol threw up over his balcony before taking a knife from his kitchen and trying to kill myself.โ€ he said like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Y/N wanted to laugh, he always seemed so put together and calm. There is no way a boy like him, used to be so broken. So unfixable.
โ€œ Yeah right.โ€
โ€œSee.โ€ he pulled up the hem of his sleves and saw a long scar running along his wrist. Y/Nโ€™ s mouth fell open and she chewed on her bottom lip.
โ€œBut you seem so... okay.โ€
โ€œ It took some time to get there, but Iโ€™m getting to be okay.โ€ he shrugged.ย โ€œ Youโ€™ll get there to.โ€ he added.ย โ€œ Youโ€™re doing better than I was, you havenโ€™t thrown up over the balcony yet so.โ€
โ€œ When did it stop?โ€ she asked, looking up at staring at the wall.ย โ€œ The bed wetting?โ€
โ€œ I donโ€™t remeber the day-โ€
โ€œWhy did it stop.โ€
โ€œ I donโ€™t know, they just did. It still happens sometimes, maybe once a month or so.โ€ he whispered.ย โ€œ Talking to him helped. Heโ€™s really good about that stuff. I know he doesnโ€™t seem like it but heโ€™s comforting in a weird way. He always knew how to make me feel better.โ€
โ€œ I canโ€™t-โ€
โ€œ He wonโ€™t get rid of you.โ€
โ€œ Becase itโ€™s embarrasing, Iโ€™m ebarrased. I feel so pathetic, like a baby.โ€
โ€œ I get it. Boy do I get it, but not talking about it, it only hurts you.โ€
โ€œ Eri has never wet the bed-โ€
โ€œ Itโ€™s a trauma response, a normal truma response that alot of people have.An that doesnโ€™t make you any more pathetic, or give you any reason to be embarrased.โ€
โ€œ I would be really embarrased if I threw up over the balcony.โ€ she shrugged and glanced up to look for his approval to he smiling and bitting back a laugh.
โ€œ Really funny.โ€ he laughed.ย โ€œ Youโ€™re really funny.โ€
Y/N wore a ghost of her smile as Hitoshi waved her goodbye and started to leave. He picked up the pile of laundry and made it halfway before she called out to him.
โ€œ Iโ€™ll think about it. Talking to him Iย  mean.โ€
He nodded, thatโ€™s all he could ask of her was to think about getting help. Forcing her to talk would have been bad, so she planned on not going back to sleep, and thinking about it.
โ€œ If you need anything, Iโ€™m just down the hall.โ€
And with that, he closed the door behind him, leaving Y/N with a half smile, and thoughts of getting help.
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My Hero Academia
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Denki Kaminari (Chargebolt):
Xbox and Chill - SFW
Accidents Happen - NSFW
Brave Enough - SFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
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Katsuki Bakugo (Dynamite):
Xbox and Chill - SFW
Fuck, I love you. - NSFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
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Shoto Todoroki (Shoto):
Smut Alphabet S.H.O.T.O. - NSFW
Shoto's First time - NSFW
Time to Pay the Piper - NSFW
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Keigo Takami (Hawks):
Hawk's First Time - NSFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
Traumatizing the Young - NSFW
Birthday Sex - NSFW
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Enji Todoroki (Endeavor):
Endeavor's Mistress - NSFW
What the mistress wants, she gets. - NSFW
From Mistress to Baby Momma - NSFW
Endeavor's Downfall - SFW
Smut Alphabet E.N.J.I. - NSFW
The Tender Side of Enji Todoroki - NSFW Parts
Secret Discovered - SFW
Blast From the Past - NSFW
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Hanta Sero (Cellophane)
Or Nah - NSFW
Smut Alphabet
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Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
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Shouta Aizawa (Eraserhead)
A Jealous Daughter - SFW - Series In progress
Accidents Happen - NSFW
From Jealousy to Love - NSFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
The Cloth that Binds - NSFW
Is This Really It? - NSFW - Dark Content
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Sen Kaibara (Spiral)
A Jealous Daughter - SFW - Series In progress
The Scent Leftover - NSFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
With or Without Clothes - NSFW
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Yosetsu Awase (Welder)
A Jealouse Daughter - SFW - In progress
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
I Think About Your Thighs - NSFW
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Tetsutetsu Tesutetsu (Real Steel)
A Jealous Daughter - SFW - In Progress
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
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Hitoshi Shinso (Mindjack)
From Jealousy to Love - NSFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
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Eijiro Kirishima (Red Riot)
I'm Almost Done - NSFW - Dark Content
Caught In The Act - SFW
Smut Alphabet - NSFW
It's All in the Contract - NSFW
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โ€˜ HAKUNA MATATA โ€˜
aizawa x black! fem! reader
aizawa and his pregnant wifeโ€™s favorite movie <3
notes: inspired by my mom because her favorite disney movie is the lion king and cried in theaters during the live action
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โ€œagain, y/n? itโ€™s like the third time today. and itโ€™s only 5:00!โ€ aizawa laughs, walking into the apartment takeout in hand. aizawa got you pregnant almost five months ago. pregnancy hasnโ€™t been easy whatsoever. cravings and feelings bouncing all around inside of you
. โ€œyeahโ€ฆitโ€™s a good movie!โ€ you giggle, rubbing a hand over your stomach. aizawa playfully rolls his eyes, sitting at the end of the couch, avoiding your feet. he placed the takeout on the coffee table. โ€œhere, baby.โ€ he says, handing you your shrimp fried rica and egg rolls. โ€œthank you shลโ€™โ€ you say, eyes never peeling from the tv screen. shลta smiles at you, never in a million years would he have thought heโ€™d settle down and have a baby. never. โ€œwhat is it with-โ€œ shลta was cut off by you shushing him, the best part of the movie was on, where nala and simba were stuck in the elephant graveyard. shลta smiles, and eats his takeout. โ€œlove you y/n.โ€
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short as hell ๐Ÿซก
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Nsfw
18+ ONLY
Vampire Bakugo x FemReader
WARNINGS: NSFW Age gap( reader is 18+ bakugo is over 1000) FINGERING, CUNNILINGUS, VAGINAL SEX, BLOOD, BITING, DUBCON, NONCON, SLIGHT DEGRADATION.
summary:(With the sweetest scent of blood running in your familytree in a world full of vampires, you find yourself locked away hidden from the world for your own safety. That is till your luck runs out and you find yourself in the middle of a terrifying?Vampire's territory.)
Sweet Scents Pt 3
Itโ€™s been a few days since youโ€™ve started walking, the pungent smell of burning wood wakes you from your light slumber. You open your eyes and make your way out of bed to the kitchen where the pale man was standing. The smell came from the burning meat Bakugo was preparing on the rusted stove for you. โ€œThatโ€™s smells so awfulโ€ you gagged, โ€œDid you not ever learn to cook when you were alive?โ€ You scoff rolling your eyes. His irking silence prompted you to berate about the poor vampireโ€™s cooking. โ€œYou donโ€™t even care if I eatโ€ฆ. Youโ€™re supposed to feed your food not let them starve to death,โ€ you sigh clearing the awkward silence. โ€œIf thatโ€™s the case just eat me here and now and be done with it,โ€ You whined but still no response. Ever since youโ€™ve been here the food source has been terrible. Youโ€™ve been mostly surviving on a few berries and nuts given that Bakugo canโ€™t cook. You missed the smell of apples so much, all the constant apple pies you and your grandfather would bake- yearning for the taste of apples. You knew you needed to go back home but you werenโ€™t so sure if you wanted to leave, sure you would have everything that you missed so dearly- but Katsuki wouldnโ€™t be there. You alter your focus and begin watching him slowly turning the knob on the stove, he drops his shoulders forward and abruptly slams his large hands onto the concrete countertop. โ€œDo you ever just shutup?โ€ He snapped at you turning his head back-Bakugoโ€™s fuming red eyes pierce right through yours. His cold stare made your soft skin shiver, you stepped back and scrunch your dress up in the palm of your hands. Youโ€™ve never seen him this angry- sure he was always snappy and moody but this was a whole new side of him that was completely unheard of. You open your mouth to speak but choke on your words as his gaze sharpens, you meekly turn your head away from him afraid of what might come next. He finally halts his stare continuing on what he was once doing before, his breath quickened and his body heaved up and down in anger. You turn away scurrying down the steps to the large dinning hall adjacent to the small kitchen, not wanting to bother the once calm man anymore. All the walls in the house were dark wood along with the glossed floor, there were a few shelves and drawers that were mostly empty- only one shelf remained utilized and it was propped in the corner of the room. The shelf was solid glass and had an unlimited supply of books stocked upon its dusted shelves. You assumed Bakugo still read the books given that the glass was one of the few things in the house that remained clean. You quickly make your way over and inspect the books carefully glancing at each title some of them were new books you wondered how he got them?You reach down to grab the only book without a title. Opening up and a two scraps fall out of the pages onto the floor grazing your bare feet, without hesitation you lean down to grab the pieces of paper. They were very old photos with the faintest amount of color still remaining, your sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a figure in each one of the photos. You carefully peer out from the corner and hover yourself to the faintest light coming from the kitchen window, you bring the photos up slowly for better visibility making sure to keep out of Bakugoโ€™s line of sight. You can see a man with unkept hair and a freckled wide smile, his hair was dark green along with his jovial eyes. He wore an outfit that looked far past your time, but it wasnโ€™t as peculiar as the singular arm on his shoulder that was missing a bodyโ€ฆ โ€œAre these both one photo?โ€ You thought as you bring the two pictures together slowly. You can see what appears to be a young Bakugo next to a pretty woman, his other arm wrapped around her shoulders with a firm grip as she rested her brunette head onto his body- they seemed to be intimately close. Her rosy cheeks and Bakugoโ€™s very contented face gave you a weird feeling deep down. โ€œHe was so happyโ€ฆ what happened to him?โ€ Your saddened thoughts began to form visibly on your faceโ€ฆ โ€œI wonder if I could ever make him happyโ€ฆ.โ€
You turn your head back to look at the sweet vampire, but he was nowhere to be found. Slowly turning your head only to be suddenly met with the large vampire towering over your smaller frame, fuming red eyes just piercing through your meekly stature as he snatches the photos from your shy hands. โ€œYou really are some stupid human arenโ€™t you?โ€ he snarls at you, inching himself closer to your body- you inadvertently back yourself into a corner giving the vampire full control over your next move. โ€œGoing into a vampireโ€™s stuff without permission hmmm?โ€ Bakugo scoffed as he kept moving closer to you closing the distance between you both. You were afraid but not in the way that many would think, you were only afraid of him growing a distaste for you-the thought of him hating you made your heart ache in a way youโ€™ve never felt before. โ€œThat was pretty ballsy of you Iโ€™ll give you that, but you just might never know what theyโ€™ll do to youโ€ he spoke so softly lowering himself to meet your stare. His gaze deepened and his mouth was only a few inches away from yours, the feeling of the hot breaths against your soft lips made your insides tingle. Bakugo presses his palms on the wall behind you trapping you inbetween his massive arms, he continues staring you up and down appreciating the view of your gorgeous body completely helpless underneath him. โ€œYou just never know what I might do to a stupid little brat like youโ€ he snickered, pushing your hair behind your ear for a better look at your beautiful face. Itโ€™s quiet but soon the air is filled with the sound of heavy breathing. His stare was intimidating yet soft and so damn sexy, you couldnโ€™t help yourself from rubbing your thighs together in anticipation. โ€œWhat are you going to do to me?โ€ You said quietly, turning your face away from him in embarrassment- pulling your dress down to cover the lewd movements you made. A sadistic grin formed on Katsukiโ€™s face when he notices your salacious behavior, pressing his knee inbetween your closed legs opening them very slowly he hissed at the sight of your panties coated in slick dribbling down. You let out a small gasp in response to Bakugoโ€™s knee suddenly invading your most sensitive spot only to begin rubbing yourself against his bare cold skin shamelessly- leaving coats of slick onto him. โ€œYou really are a stupid little human arenโ€™t you huh?โ€ He laughs as he brings his cold hand to your warm sweet throat, pressing down slightly restricting your airway. All you could hear was the sound of your hitched breathes as Bakugo stares down at you in grimace. โ€œWhat are you going to do to me?โ€ You plead, looking up at him with tearful eyes wishing he would let you go only for him to tighten his grip on your throat, his cold coarse fingers tracing over a thick vein bulging out of your neck. โ€œYou got yourself into this mess donโ€™t be a big baby and start crying nowโ€ฆ.what happened to all that confidence you had earlier huh? He spoke in such a demeaning tone ridiculing you like how you did him not too long ago. You cry out for some pity, but none was given. โ€œYou donโ€™t know what youโ€™ve gotten yourself intoโ€ he growls, moving into your neck tracing his warm tongue gently over your pulsating vein giving you goosebumps, you gasp out when he starts moving his knee deeper between your thighs grinding against your clothed dripping cunt- you move your hips to match his movements clinging onto his large body for balance. Bakugoโ€™s hot breath against your soft warm flesh, sharp fangs tracing over the same abused mark on your fragile neck and the deep feeling of erotic sensation you felt as he sunk his teeth deep into your sweet skin- the ripples of pleasure as he uses you like a full course meal. โ€œNnngh ahh Katsuki p-please I want y-you so bad p-leaseโ€ you moan out, wrapping your legs around his large frame trying to close the distance between you completely. โ€œGosh youโ€™re such a fucking slut for me arenโ€™t you, so desperate and needy for my cock huhโ€ he coos into your neck, slowly dragging his fingers down to the waistband of your panties.
He was tugging at them teasingly never actually pulling them down, rubbing your needy cunt in such a slow pace it was driving you crazy. You buck your hips towards him grinding your clothed folds against his ice cold fingers desperate for more friction. He stops you, moving his hands to your rotating hips pinning you against the wall then moving you down to the floor. He barks at you โ€œDID I SAY YOU CAN MOVE?โ€ he turns you over face down and ass in the air smacking your behind forcibly the sound echoed across the halls. Your moans turn to whines as he returns another smack to your already bruised cheek โ€œAnswer me slutโ€ he groans into your ear, the sight of you bent over before him was one he didnโ€™t want to stop seeing- he loved the way your cheeks spread out before him the way your pussy juices dribbled down your thighs practically inviting his cock inside and he was happy to oblige. A third smack to your ass and you finally give into him โ€œNo ahh Iโ€™m sorryโ€ you cried out, pleading for mercy โ€œIm so sorry pleaseโ€ your mewls only enticed him more โ€œ Youโ€™ve been such a naughty brat no amount of sorries will get you out of punishment hmmโ€ he snickered into your ear biting down until he was able to get a taste of your sweet blood โ€œYour blood is like no other iโ€™ve hadโ€ He hums tracing his fangs down to your soft neck, lapping his fingers around your throat bringing you up against his large chest. โ€œYour blood intoxicates meโ€ he whispers against your throat his fangs barely piercing your delicate skin โ€œYou make me wanna go feralโ€ฆ I just want to eat you UP!โ€ he growls into your neck before biting down hard, you were getting ready for the ripples of pleasure you felt whenever he fed on you but this time was different. โ€œAAAGHโ€ you screamed out from the pain, tears started pooling hitting the hardwood floor- you turn back trying to get away but he doesnโ€™t budge only pins you down harder the more you struggle. โ€œAAAGH Katsuki please youโ€™re hurting me!โ€ you cry out but no response only the repeated motion of him sucking into your flesh draining you of all your blood. You slowly start to lose consciousness as black and stars start to fill your vision- you fall forward face down as you close your eyes the only thing you could hear was the sounds of repeated โ€œsorriesโ€ you wondered why.
You wake up violently the next day, after having dreams of last night you thought you were dead, but here you are in the same room as yesterday. You slowly reach for your neck- gently wrapping your fingers to find yourself bandaged up your breaths become hitched as you try to regain what happened โ€œ I-I-Im not dead?โ€ you murmur under your breath, your eyes widen when you noticed a large figure in the corner. You look up to see Bakugo standing there his aura was different a feeling of repentance filled the air, โ€œHis eyes were low and his shoulders were dropped heโ€™s keeping his distanceโ€ you thought to yourself but you didnโ€™t know why. โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€ you asked, scooting to the edge closer to him. โ€œIโ€™m going to the villageโ€ฆ. Iโ€™ll be back tomorrowโ€ he said, he quickly turned โ€œ Wait!โ€ you call out but by the time you run out of bed heโ€™s gone. You lean against the front door looking outside dizzy from the lack of blood in your system. You wondered about the โ€œvillageโ€ he was talking about, the only village you knew was destroyed and youโ€™ve been isolated since. โ€œCould there be more villages with more people? somewhere safe from vampires or will it all end up the same?โ€ your thoughts distracted you from the fact he left you alone. โ€œYou didnโ€™t need an escape plan right because he left you here alone? to just walk out the door?โ€ you werenโ€™t sure if this was a trick just to see if he could trust you to not runaway- so you sat there for hours until the sun began to set. Before you could leave you searched the house for your stuff your boots, your blue jacket, and your work of an art dress you worked so hard on. but there was one thing you were forgetting your necklace. It was nowhere to be seen you panicked- it was a gift from your grandmother a good luck charm to keep you away from all harm. But you didnโ€™t have time to spare it was about to get dark and you didnโ€™t want to be outside. You decided to leave you look back at the house as you sighed wishing it didnโ€™t have to be like this- but you had no choice you needed to go home. You stepped outside in the cold and immediately started to rethink your decision, you kept your head held high walked out. As you begin to head in the wrong direction unbeknownst to you- something shiny catches your eye it was your necklace hidden in the grass where you met Bakugo. You pick it up and place in your sock for safe keeping, you look back and give the house one last goodbye before running as fast as possible. You remember your house being straight ahead from the shed off the coast, but the deeper you ran the more unknown the forest became you were in new territory. The trees around you were smaller and fraile almost as this part of the area was dying, there was no wildlife to be seen only the sounds of hungry crows perching in the trees. You leaned against a tree to try and catch your breath, your heart was beating out of your chest and you felt like collapsing right here and now. Your eyes started to close until you saw a small building straight ahead- you gathered every bit of strength and weakly made yourself over to the building. It was an abandoned nursery the smell was so bad you felt like you could puke our your intestines. You cover up your face as you begin coughing and gagging making your way back to the forest wishing you had never left the comfort of your home in the first place. Your knees trembling and body shaking you shouldnโ€™t have been moving around like this in the first place you just lost a lot of blood what were you thinking- maybe you are stupid like Bakugo says what makes you think heโ€™s not the only vampire out there. You fall to your knees grabbing onto a tree to brace your fall- you lie on your back and try to catch your breath. Your thoughts are the only thing you can hear your mind fades away and your eyes tear. โ€œIf onlyโ€ฆ If onlyโ€ฆโ€ you cut your words off when you see red eyes from the distance but this time they were different.
Pt 4 soon ty
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whispering-ways ยท 9 months
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โ€ขโ™กโœง movie cuddles โœงโ™กโ€ข
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โœฏ summary: you and tamaki have your first date and watch a movie together
โœฏ pairing: tamaki amajiki x reader
โœฏ tags: no warnings, just fluff!
โœฏ notes: nothing really, hope you guys like the story :)
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โ€œWhere did I put it?โ€ you say, looking through your closet for your tote bag. It was the last thing you needed before you went to Tamakiโ€™s dorm room for your movie date. Movie date. The words themselves made you blush.
Youโ€™d had a crush on him for a while now, since you first became friends really. I mean, youโ€™d always had a thing for shy boys, so it didnโ€™t surprise you but it was more than that. Although many people couldnโ€™t look past his shyness and his introverted nature, you found it endearing.
Heโ€™d grown to have a little confidence though; it honestly made you proud to see him be able to speak up for himself and be more outgoing but at the same time keep that same old timid personality that you adored so much.
It surprised you when he texted you last week asking whether youโ€™d like to go out on a date with him. At first, you two were going to the theaters, but Tamaki seemed a little apprehensive about the crowd given that it was a really popular movie.
Eventually, youโ€™d both settled on just having a comfy movie night at his apartment so he wouldnโ€™t have to worry about spiking his agoraphobia. After what seemed like ages, you finally found your bag. You put your share of the snacks that you were bringing to the date along with your water bottle and sent Tamaki a quick text telling him that you were on the way.
Tamaki was making his bed when he heard his phone chime from his desk. He reached over to see it was you texting to let him know youโ€™d be over in 15 minutes and suddenly his nerves shot to 100. He wanted everything to be perfect. Heโ€™d set up his bed with the comfiest blankets he had and even got your favorite snack: Chocorooms. Although you both were originally going to see the new All Might movie coming out in theaters, you both agreed on just staying inside and watching an old Barbie movie.
Frankly, he had never watched any Barbie movie, but he knew you loved them since you were a little kid, so he suggested that you both watch Barbie of Swan Lake. He was so excited for this date; itโ€™d taken him weeks to build up the courage to ask you out. When you said yes, he was on cloud nine for the entire day. He was lost in thought thinking of you and the soon-to-be date, when he heard you knock at the door. He tried his best to calm his nerves before heading over to the door to let you in.
โ€œHi Tamaki! Thanks for inviting me over!โ€ you say, as cheery as ever. Tamaki thought you looked adorable; you had hoodie and sweatpants on, but somehow you made the simple outfit look so lovely. He gave you a shy wave and let you inside.
โ€œH-hey, just uhh...make yourself..um...comfortable and you know whatโ€™s mine is yours. Thereโ€™s a couple snacks on my desk if you maybe wanna eat,โ€ said Tamaki in his soft voice as he went over to his TV to set up the movie. You went over to his desk to look at your snacks and to your surprise he had your favorite snack! You donโ€™t even remember whether you told him or not.
โ€œAww Tamaki, howโ€™d you know these were my favorite? Did you get these just for me?โ€ you say holding up the bag of Chocorooms.
โ€œY-yeah, I think you mentioned it once when we...umm...went to the mall and I-I thought youโ€™d like these for the movie,โ€ he said still meddling around with some cables trying to hook up his laptop to the TV. Finally after couple moments, he had the movie up and loaded. He walked over to the light switch. After asking whether you'd like the lights on or off, and you saying you prefer them off, he switched the lights off. Then, he sat next to you on the bed, albeit a couple inches away from you, but you chocked that up to his shyness. In all honesty, you were a little glad. Maybe if he was closer heโ€™d be able to see how much you nervous you were.
As the movie progressed, you both got more comfortable with each other. Youโ€™d point out small details in the movie and funny moments where the animation look a bit wonky and youโ€™d both share a laugh. Tamaki slowly started inchin closer to you until eventually his shoulder was barey touching yours. Well, not quite touching your shoulder; you were both wrapped up in individual blankets and you couldnโ€™t quite feel his shoulder anyhow. That didnโ€™t stop the blush from creeping up your cheeks.
After a while, Tamaki looked over to you as if he wanted to say something, but chose to not to say anything.
โ€œDid you want to ask something Tamaki?โ€ you ask, feeling his eyes darting back and forth between you and his twiddling thumbs.
โ€œWell...uhh...I was just wondering whether youโ€™d maybe want to share a blanket? Itโ€™s okay if you donโ€™t, but like...uhh... itโ€™s winter so w-weโ€™d be warmer if we shared a blanket, you know?โ€ he said nervously.
โ€œOf course thatโ€™s okay! Here, let me rearrange the blanket real quick,โ€ you say, shifting the blanket so that it rested around you two, bringing you both closer than before. Tamaki was right, it definitely was warmer now. The warmth was making you a little sleepy, so you carefully laid your head on his shoulder to get more comfortable. Tamaki immediately froze up, unsure what to do and incredibly grateful that the darkness of the room hid how beet red he was. But after a while, he was able to ease into it and laid his own head against yours.
Slowly as you both got more and more relaxed, you both ended up cuddling. By the end of the movie, Tamaki had his arm wrapped around your shoulders pulling you in close and you were holding hands. You were more focused on being able to be so close to him than watching the movie at this point, so it surprised you to see the credits playing. It seemed like youโ€™d just came to his room and now the movie was over and youโ€™d have to head back to your room.
Youโ€™d gotten a bit accustomed to his warmth that you frankly felt a little sad when he had to get up to turn the TV off. He started cleaning up the snacks from the bed before turning towards you, a rosy pink blush dusting his cheeks.
โ€œW-would you maybe wanna sleep over?โ€ he asked hesitantly.
Youโ€™d never said yes quicker in your life.
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Pairings: King Merman! Bakugou x Human! Fem! Reader
Word Count: 5.2k
Warnings: Just fluff.
Summary: You meet a merman one day and find yourself with your very own trading companion. You exchange gifts of the land and sea. The two of you were fine until Katsuki says he wants more from you.
๐…๐ˆ๐‚ ๐Œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“
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Katsuki Bakugou gets everything he wants. The underwater kingdom is his, and whenever he wants or needs something, with a flick of his webbed hands, it appears. He is worshipped and maybe even feared by all of the seas. King Bakugou, the warrior ruler of the sea.
Except for a mate. No matter how many mers, both male and female, his court presents him with, he never feels anything toward them. His mother scolds him for not even meeting the young candidates, but he doesnโ€™t give a shit. He gets what he wants; he will know if they are worthy just by a single glance.
So on some days, he forces his mother to watch the throne while he swims and swims just to clear his mind. He picks fights here and there with other sea creatures just to test his strengths. After he wins his battle against his third great white, he realizes he needs something stronger. Something to really pique his interest.
A human. Well, from afar, they look pathetic with their gangly limbs, but it is common knowledge to a mer that they possess weapons that can easily kill any creature of the sea. But this is Katsuki Bakugou we are talking about here. He isnt just some mer. He is the most powerful being of the sea. No one, including a human, could beat him.ย 
So, the arrogant bastard took toward the surface to find the closest human. The water becomes more shallow, and not that he would ever admit it, but adrenaline fills his veins when he gets closer and closer to the shore.ย 
Luckily for him though, a human was close. In the water, too. He was dreading trying to coax one into the ocean. Katsuki snickers at the strange limbs called legs kicking to try to keep the human afloat. It was so embarrassing for them. One flap of his tail, and he is yards ahead of them. It was incomparable the strength between the two species.ย 
Without much hesitation, he grabs the submerged legs and pulls. They scream, of course, when they lose their precious oxygen and are surrounded completely by salt water. Their arms flail, and their legs continue to fight their way to the surface, but itโ€™s all in vain. After all, this is Katsukiโ€™s element.
Wanting to get one glance at the human before making a swift and easy death, he turns the figure around, and his eyes widen.
You were pretty. Prettier than any of the other mers he has ever seen. Even if your face is contorted in fear, he takes a second to admire your hair, eyes, and lips. They were all so cute. Exactly the way he likes them.
And your strength was actually impressive. Although you were no match for the king, you were definitely putting up some sort of a fight. He actually had to grip you tighter so you wouldnโ€™t squirm away. Both of you knew it was a losing battle, but still, you really tried. You definitely had survival instincts.
As Katsuki gets distracted admiring the creature, you get one lucky hit and manage to kick him right in the nose. He hisses out and lets you go.ย 
He could go out and grab you again easily but didnโ€™t feel the need to. After that fight you put up, you deserved to stay alive. Stay alive, so Katsuki can meet you again.
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You were just trying to take a dip in the ocean, really. After all the stress you have had this week, you deserved it. A nice relaxing day by the beach. You were not planning on almost getting drowned.
You swim swiftly toward the dock and yank yourself up before the creature tries to grab you again. You didnโ€™t see much except for flashes of blonde hair, red eyes, and an orange tail. What was that thing? Some sort of fish? It just didnโ€™t make sense. What fish could pull you down into the water? The beach was completely private, so itโ€™s not like you could tell a lifeguard what happened.
You shiver and grab your towel before heading inside your beach house. You began to ponder, desperately trying to figure out what the strange animal was. After about an hour of research, you came to the decision that it was definitely a mermaid. Many studies have shown that they do, in fact, exist but are extremely rare to find.
It seems absolutely insane to you, but what else could be able to hold onto you like that? And that tailโ€ฆIt was huge.ย 
You arenโ€™t going to go near the beach for a while. Even so, though, you really did want another glanceโ€ฆI mean, seeing a real-life mermaid is crazy! Once little peep of the mermaid surely wouldnโ€™t be a problem.
After all, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
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Three weeks. Katsuki has managed to escape his royal duties to see your ass, and not once have you come back even close to the water. He has scouted the area over thirty times and found the small shack you call home. The mer lets out a scoff as he watches your shadow move back and forth inside the building.
He has thought about throwing something at the building but thought against it. He didnโ€™t want you to think he was a violent maniac (even if he was) with your first real meeting. So, he boredly swam back and forth, waiting for you to come outside again.
He was in luck because at around 5 pm, you did finally open the door of your shitty shack and step outside. He quickly dove into the water to watch from below the surface. The last thing that he needed was to scare you back into hiding.ย 
His eyes follow your figure as you walk toward and onto the dock that bridges into the ocean. You look nervous but determined, and Katsuki can see you holding something but canโ€™t determine what it is.ย 
Suddenly, your loud voice calls, โ€œHello!โ€ over and into the water. You flush in embarrassment for doing something so silly. But you continue anyways, โ€œIf you are out there, mermaid, come over here!โ€ It probably wasnโ€™t the most convincing way to lead the visitor over, but whatever, you were desperate.
Katsuki smirks in triumph. He only knows very little of the human language due to his studies as a child. All he knows is that you greeted him and said the word โ€œmer,โ€ so you must be calling for him.
So he pops his head out of the water with a small smirk on his face. His orange ear fins are spread wide and on display. His scarred tail, from all the fights he has won, beats against the water as he watches you. He gently displays his sharp canines with his smirk. Like always, he looks like the strongest being of the sea.ย 
When you take in his appearance, you scream and fall onto your butt.
Katsuki lets out a light bark in laughter, watching you fall. He couldnโ€™t blame you; those strange limbs looked hard to use. If he were human, he definitely wouldnโ€™t struggle, but he bets Denki or Eijiro would.ย 
He puffs out his chest and made himself look as large and powerful as he could in the water. โ€œHello, I am King Explosion Murder or King Bakugou, ruler of the undersea.โ€ He stood there waiting for the excitement or shock that usually comes from hearing his title, but nothing came. โ€œRuler of the undersea. Did you not hear me extra?โ€ Judging from your frightened appearance, trembling on the doc, no, you did not understand.ย 
And then he remembered. Of course, you donโ€™t understand. He isnโ€™t speaking in your tongue. To you, it must have sounded like a bunch of trills and clicks.
Katsuki opens his mouth to speak but growls. He doesnโ€™t remember how to speak your language. Itโ€™s unnatural for mers to do it, but nobility are taught it, just in case. However, that was when he was ten, and he hasnโ€™t practiced since.
Upon hearing his frustrated growl, you point your knife straight at him and threaten him. โ€œS-Stay back! I have a knife, and I know how to use it!โ€ You didnโ€™t, but that was beside the point. You shouldnโ€™t have come out here. It was a stupid idea. Curiosity did kill the cat, and youโ€™ll need more than satisfaction to get you out of this situation.
The blonde doesnโ€™t understand any of your words. The only thing he understands is that you are holding out a knife toward him. A gift! Already? Katsuki is known to be bold, but here you are, offering a courting gift on day one. I mean, it made sense, considering his physique. You must have seen how powerful he is and were quick to pounce. Eager, he likes it, and he canโ€™t really blame you.
He huffs out pride and lets out a click in thank you. Then, quicker than lightning, the blonde snatches the knife from your hands and into his. He holds it up to admire it, unaware that youโ€™re currently freaking out without your weapon to defend yourself. He scoffs at it. It was sharp but not even close to his very own canines. He turns toward you and pulls the knife up next to his teeth to show the comparison. He is once again unaware of how you pale drastically.
โ€œStay.โ€ He uselessly commands before diving down back into the water, knife still in hand. You cock your head to the side in confusion at his disappearance, but realizing this is your only time to escape, you begin to book it down the dock and toward your home.ย 
You donโ€™t get very far. Katsuki, effortlessly fast, grabs your foot before you can return to the sand. You stumble forward and land on your knees, causing you to hiss in pain. A small scrape forms on your left knee.
He huffs in annoyance. โ€œI said stay, you idiot! Look what you did!โ€ย 
The loud growls cause you to tear up. This is it, isnโ€™t it? He has got to be growling so muchย  because his prey got away. It was a stupid idea, all of it. You were going to die, and nobody was going to find your body andโ€“
Katsuki grabs your leg and licks the wound on your knee like he has done countless times with others during battles. After all, mer saliva has healing properties. Then as your eyes widen in shock, Katsuki pushes an orange sea shell toward you. He set in the water, just earlier for you. He lets out an annoyed bark when you donโ€™t reach for it, and hearing the warning, you quickly scramble to take it. The blonde smirks in triumph and continues back to healing you.
You shiver when you feel the tongue back on your knee. It was like a catโ€™s tongue. The prickles gently nick at you. But, with all the courage you can muster, you tear your gaze away from the creature and onto the sea shell. It was light orange, and absolutely massive. Seriously, it was about the size of your whole hand. But, it was pretty and shiny in the sunlight.ย 
You spare a glance at the blond, who is still completely focused on the task at hand. You could guess that he is trying to heal you for some odd reason. It made your heartbeat begin to return back to normal. Why would he heal his prey from such a minor wound if he was going to kill anyways? But why would he want you alive?
Then, you look to the right of him and see that in his hand, he is still holding the knife. Your eyes widen in realization of what is happening. โ€œTrade! You want to exchange items with me. From theโ€ฆhuman world?โ€ The mer tears his mouth away from your skin and furrows his eyebrows in confusion. You point to the knife and then the seashell. โ€œTrade?โ€ You explain.
Katsukis eyes widen in understatement. So, the human word for โ€œcourtingโ€ is โ€œtradeโ€! Only a genius like himself would be able to figure that out so quickly. He lets out a soft grumble and nods his head. Then, realizing if this relationship is going to work, Katsuki has to tries to try and speak in your tongue. โ€œChrโ€“aye-ddโ€
Your mouth falls open at the attempt of your language. The whole thing was absolutely insane, and now the strange creature is trying to communicate with you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience, so you continue speaking. โ€œYes, Trade! But say โ€œTrrโ€ instead of โ€œChrโ€ You enunciate the sounds, so he understands.
Katsuki grumbles stubbornly when you correct him. Only his mother has been one to nag in, nobody else has the guts to do it, but here you are correcting him within the first greetings. You were bold; he had to give it to you. He also likes that. So, for your sake, he tries again.โ€œTrrr-aye-dโ€
You laugh at this and smile gently. โ€œYes! Thats it! Trade.โ€ You once again point to the knife and the seashell.ย 
Seeing you smile, Katsuki lets out a trill and nods. Without much permission, the blonde rests his head on your leg, careful not to touch the wound. Then the hopeless mer begins to daydream. This was going perfectly! Not even one day of knowing him, and you have already allowed him to court you. Now, it was smooth sailing from here. He just needs to bring you a couple more gifts, and finally, King Bakugou will have his very own mate!ย 
You, on the other hand, are freaking out a little bit. A merman is here and resting his head on your legs! Nobody would ever believe this was happening.ย 
You tear your gaze away from him for a second and notice that the sun is almost down. Although the mer seems friendly as of now, you didnโ€™t feel comfortable with him enough to stay with him during the dark. So, you try to gently get it up without disturbing him too much.
His daydream comes to an abrupt stop when you begin to move your legs. He groans in annoyance. โ€œStop.โ€ He commands, which comes out in a small bark. You ignore him, considering you canโ€™t understand him, and Katsuki slides back into the water.ย 
He lets out a low growl, and your eyes widen. He wasnโ€™t having second thoughts about this little exchange, right? So as you get to your feet, you quickly say, โ€œTomorrow, I will come back, and we can trade again. Okay?โ€
Katsuki looks scepitical. He only got out the word tomorrow and trade. Which definitely is a good sign, but does he trust you enough to keep your word? If he has to wait another three weeks, he is going to absolutely pissed. But then again, you seem to like him a lot if you already began wanting to court him on the first day of the meeting. Plus, you allowed him to touch you, once again, another good sign. You have got to like him.
So he sighs and trills a goodbye before swimming back down into the deep blue sea.
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Katsuki Bakugou was adorable. Itโ€™s been about a week since you have known him and you have visited him every morning. He seems to be rather attached to you already. One day, you overslept and missed his meeting, and the next day you got an earful of mostly growls and barks. You thought it was adorable that your new friend missed you.
Currently, it was Friday, and exactly a week since you guys have been talking to one another. You learned his name and even have gotten him to speak in small sentences. He seems to pick up the human language very quickly. You wonder if it was a mer thing or a Katsuki thing.ย  Either way, you praise him immensely, and he acts like he doesnโ€™t care, but its obvious by the red ting on his cheeks he does. He also teaches you the language of merfolk. Your vocal cords donโ€™t really do the barks or clicks justice, so the two of you continue to speak in your language.
Not only that, but the mer was heavily physically affectionate. It was hilarious, considering the fact that he would insult you on being a โ€œweak human,โ€ and then the next minute, would curl into your lap as if nothing had happened.ย 
In all honesty, no matter how much of a brat the mer was, it has been one of the best weeks of your life.
โ€œHuman. Attโ€“tention. Now.โ€ The orange merman demands when you stop running your fingers through his soft blonde hair and stare off into the distance. You chuckle at this and continue to pet him. You are glad you taught him the word โ€œattentionโ€ because before that when he needed it, he would take to softly biting you. You have small bite marks all over your leg because of the overgrown, needy creature.
A small, content smile falls on his face as he nuzzles into your legs. Courting has gone absolutely perfectly. You were gentle and warm but were able to put up with his shit. A perfect match the two of you are.ย 
Of course, every once in a while, you do say some stupid things. โ€œKatsuki, do you think I can meet some of your mer friends?โ€ The merman looks up at you and gives you a familiar glare. You smile in return, hoping to encourage him.ย 
It doesnโ€™t seem to work because he lets out a cat-like yawn and closes his eyes again. โ€œFriends, weak. Stupid,โ€ He grumbles, and you roll your eyes.
โ€œI bet we would get along considering you call me weak and stupid,โ€ You remind, and Katsuki opens his eyes back again to glare at you.
He lets out a series of trills and clicks on accident before sighing and switching back to your language. โ€œOnโ€“ly need me,โ€ He challenges, and you give up the argument. Katsuki was as stubborn as a mule. If he didnโ€™t want you to meet his friends, you wonโ€™t.
All of the sudden, Katsuki rolls off your legs and into the water. You tilt your head to the side, but the mer just grumbles out a, โ€œstay.โ€ and lightly bites your calf to get his point across. You, like always, flinch at the bite, but let him, knowing that denying him makes him even more upset. Besides, itโ€™s probably a sign of affection.
Then, he dives back into the water, leaving you alone. A couple of minutes go by, and eventually, he pops his head back above the water. He raises his webbed hand and shows a squirming fish in his hands. You give him a questioning stare, but before you can ask, he plunges his sharp canines into the body. The fish dies immediately, and youโ€™re left in shock at what the hell just happened.
He then offers the fish to you. โ€œEat,โ€ He barks, and you shake your head, disgusted by the fish placed so close to you. Katsuki doesnโ€™t like this answer, and he glowers at you. โ€œFood. Eat. Hunโ€“ted for you.โ€
Even if you are used to his demands, you are not willing to go that far for the sea creature. โ€œThat will make me sick, Kats. I canโ€™t eat raw fish, but I really appreciate the offer.โ€ Katsuki stares at you for a second and then, like usual, lets out a series of annoyed trills. He grabs the fish and quickly begins devouring it, bones and all, much to your horror.ย 
Once finishes, he looks back up at you with a satisfied smirk. โ€œGood Hunโ€“ter.โ€
You nod in agreement, โ€œYes, you are a fantastic hunter Katsuki, way better than me.โ€ He chirps and nods, preening at the statement. You roll your eyes and laugh at his behavior.ย 
And then he sighs and, like usual, begins his goodbyes. He seems to be a very busy creature, only being able to meet for about two hours a day. You wonder what is taking up his time. Another mer? Maybe he has a family? But he never mentioned either of these things.
You donโ€™t get time to ponder on it, because Katsuki rubs against your legs one last time before saying his usual statement. โ€œTrade. Toโ€“morโ€“owโ€. To which you nod and wave your goodbye with your new pink seashell that you add to your collection.
He nods before falling under the water and disappearing.
You begin to think more and more about Katsuki. Even if he was another species, you couldnโ€™t help but be attracted to him. His muscular upper body, his soft blond hair, his piercing red eyes, and even if you hated the canines in the beginning, they are beginning to grow on you. Plus, he has the best personality. Although it is a little aggressive at some points, you know he has good intentions.ย 
He is sweet to you, under all of the insults, and is exactly your type (well, if he was human). So, like a normal person of your age, you begin to daydream what it would be like, to be more than a trading partner with the strange, but enthralling creature.
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Itโ€™s been about three weeks, and the two of you have been โ€œtradingโ€ almost every single day. Things like forks, coins, small mirrors, and cups have been given away while you receive an abundance of seashells and old jewelry that has fallen into the sea. Katsuki goes out of his way to find the nicest items he can. After all, he is a king, and his mate deserves only the best.
Katsuki knew he was doing a perfect job courting you. You are happy with him, he provides for you semi-well (only because you wonโ€™t take his food), and he is a fantastic protector. Often times the red-headed shark tried to talk to you, but Katsuki manages to scare his friend away every time. He isnโ€™t going to risk you falling for some other extra. You were way too eager to court with him (even if it did make sense considering his physical appearance), and he didnโ€™t want to play the odds of you accepting some idiots advances. You were his, and he was yours. Thatโ€™s how things are supposed to go. So, today is the day he was going to ask you to be his mate. Then, the two of you are going live happily ever after.
He leaves his mother on the throne, like always, and grabs the ring he has planned to use. It was gold, and he removed the previous gemstone and replaced it with a pearl he had found when scouting the area for any threats. He knows that rings are weirdly important to humans, so, it was probably a good idea to get one. Then, he heads to your guysโ€™ meeting spot.
You were waiting at the dock with your feet in the water. He swims up to you and lightly traces his hand up the bottom half of your leg. Then, like usual, he lays his head on your legs. You smile and pet his hair, โ€œHey, Katsuki.โ€ He lets out a small click in greeting.
โ€œI brought you something,โ€ You continue, and Katsukiโ€™s ruby eyes look up at you, slightly intrigued. You always gift him the strangest things. You pull out a tennis ball, and Katsuki squints at it before snatching it from your hands. He then begins to assess it. He rubs his cheek on it, then bites it gently, and finally growls at it, just to make sure it wasnโ€™t anything dangerous. Once completely satisfied that it was safe, he trills in thanks. In your broken language, he says, โ€œGood gift. Mโ€“Mine better.โ€ to which you chuckle and nod, not willing to argue with the guy.
He pulls away from your legs and back into the water. A second goes by, and he is back up above the water and smirking as confident as ever. Katsuki quickly reminds himself of the stupid human customs he is trying to follow. He has practiced this sentence about a billion times. He forcefully, and a little nervously, thrusts the gold ring into your hold. โ€œI K-King Katsuki Bakugou, take you, Y/N L/N to beโ€ He lets out a small growl in frustration when he forgets how to pronounce the last part correctly. โ€œTo beโ€ฆmy mate.โ€ He puffs his chest out while he waits for the tears and your acceptance.
But much to his surprise, you begin to giggle as you grab the pretty ring. You admire it and praise him on how beautiful it was. You have never seen a ring like this, it was pretty. You place it on your pointer finger and smile. Then you pat his head lightly and say, โ€œYes that is how wedding ceremonies go! How did you learn those lines? And I love the addition of โ€œking.โ€ Great touch Kats. Actually, did you know that I happen to be the Queen of the human lands?โ€
Katsuki has never been more confused in his life. Firstly, you put the ring on the wrong finger. He read so many slabs that told him that you were supposed to place it on the one next to the pinky! Secondly, you didnโ€™t even respond to the declaration. You just praised him on his abilities. Thirdly, you are a queen?! Would this mean that your two people can finally live in peace? This seems like the most important question, so he says, โ€œYouโ€“Queen?โ€
You laugh once again and, this time, shake your head. โ€œNo. Sorry I was just teasing you, Katsuki. I couldnt help it since you said you were the โ€œkingโ€ of the sea.โ€ He furrows his brows. Did you think he was joking? He has left his people abandoned for you daily, and you donโ€™t even believe him!
โ€œI am King! You are my Q-Queen! Mate!โ€ His newly learned language gets choppy when upset. He grabs onto the doc with his hands and looks up at you with a scowl.
You tilt your head to the side. โ€œMate?โ€ย 
Poor Katsuki goes into another hissy fit. He growls and grumbles, and you furrow your eyebrows, used to his dramatics. You donโ€™t know exactly whatโ€™s pissing him off, though.ย 
You are pissing him off. You guys have been โ€œtradingโ€ for two weeks now, and you donโ€™t even know what mates are. What do you think these entire interactions have been about? โ€œWe trade. Now we mate.โ€
โ€œLike animals do?โ€
He uses his tail to propel him above the water. Now he is almost your height when you are sitting down on the dock. He only does this when he really needs your attention. The scowl has deepened, and this time, you do flinch. โ€œLike mer do!โ€
Was Katsuki joking? About the king and the mating thing? You have never heard him joke before, but also, what was he talking about? You guys originally were trading items, and now you guys are friends. Did you confuse him somehow?
Your thoughts were suddenly cut off when Katsuki leans forward and pressed his lips onto yours. They are wet and a little salty, but still soft. You are just glad that you canโ€™t taste fish on his lips. Your eyes widen for a second, but then gently kiss back for a second, and Katsuki pulls away. Red tints his face, and you probably match his furious blush. โ€œS-See! Mate.โ€
Oh. So this entire time, he has been wanting to get with you? You use your hands to cover your face in embarrassment, but Katsuki is quick to remove them with a short but scolding bark. โ€œWe trade. Now we mate.โ€ He repeats.
You realized that you confused him this entire time. He misunderstood your definition of trade. โ€œYou court and then mate. Not trade Katsuki. Trade is when you exchange items, like merchants do.โ€ย 
Katsukis face contorts into disgust. Like the lower-class people? He is a king, for christโ€™s sake! How did you think that he was trading with you like some lowly extra? He didnโ€™t need your useless items (yes, he did, he actually loves them all)! He lets out a series of growls and barks in the mer language at your misunderstanding. Finally, he, in your tongue, says, โ€œStupid human!โ€ย 
Although you havenโ€™t known Katsuki for that long, you know is not mad specifically at you, just upset. I mean rightfully so; you have misunderstood his attentions this entire time. You have got to make it up to him. So, you lean over and tilt his chin upward toward you and cut off his growls with a soft kiss. He, of course, shuts up and kisses you back intensely.ย 
He hates craning his neck to kiss you, it makes him feel small, and he is the strongest creature under the water; he should never feel small. So without much hesitation, he grabs onto your figure and pulls you into the water.ย 
You screech in surprise as the cold water hits you, and Katsuki grins. He presses his lips against yours again and effortlessly holds you above the water. Eventually, you pull away with a trail of salty saliva. โ€œYou are going to have to recourt me.โ€
Katsuki frowns as his face fins pin straight back on his face. โ€œWhy?โ€ย 
โ€œBecause I didnt know you were trying to courting me. I want to enjoy it this time,โ€ You hum, and Katsuki flicks a tad bit of water into your face. You scrunch your face up and whine, and Katsuki laughs low.
His orange tail flicks into the water. โ€œIdiot human.โ€ But, he still nods in agreement. It wasnโ€™t like he was going to force you to be his mate. If needed to be, he can wait.
Your smile turns mischievous. โ€œAnd you have to court me like a human does.โ€ This time Katsuki does growl in annoyance. Human ways are so tedious.
โ€œNo.โ€
โ€œAwe I guess I just got to find a human โ€œmateโ€ to court meโ€ฆ.โ€ You fake pout, and Katsuki grips you tighter. He can see right through your bluff, but pissing you off right now in such a nice moment does not seem like the best idea.
โ€œFine.โ€ You give him a peck on the lips for his compromise. He in return, grabs your hand and replaces moves the ring from your pointer onto your ring finger. He lets out a satisfied click with the new placement. Now both mer and human will know you are his.
As you watch Katsukis ministrations, you think back to what he said earlier and hum in thought. โ€œHmm and Kats you were justย  joking about being a king right?โ€
Katsuki laughs mischievously and a little arrogantly. Your eyes widen at the response. โ€œRight, Kats?โ€
โ€œNope.โ€
You squirm in his hold, but he wraps his tail around you, preventing you from leaving. โ€œI can't be the ruler of a kingdom that Iโ€™m not even from! Plus I'm not even a mermaid!โ€
But Katsuki was already lost in thought, daydreaming once again of the future. Besides, there are many ways to get you changed into a mer, it wasnโ€™t hard. โ€œKing and Queen Ex-plo-sion Murder. The most powerful mates of the sea.โ€
โ€œKatsuki!โ€ย 
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Katsuki Bakugou, THE Dynamight, is crouched in your little studio apartment with a drill in one hand and a knee to the hardwood cherry floors.
It feels wrong to have a hero as great and as mighty as him, waste his time with you on his rare day off, but hey, he offered. So it should be ok, right?
You met Bakugou off of Tinder after he had been the one to message you first. You werenโ€™t exactly desperate to start dating, but you sure were desperate to get all your furniture together, and well, Tinder had a lot of men (and women) who had lots of free time on their hands. And maybe a date or two could be some sort of payment. So thatโ€™s what you did. You made an account, added a few pictures of you here and there (and one of you in a bikini at the beachโ€ฆ cโ€™mon, youโ€™re desperate, remember?), and obviously, a little bit of info about yourself. Then, you simply stated that you needed help with moving-in in your bio.
You didnโ€™t expect the number one hero to swipe right immediately after you made your account. And you didnโ€™t expect his text.
- Iโ€™m free this Sunday.
So here you two were. Him in a black wife beater and some sweats, and you in your shorts and big tee. You were leaning against the frame of the bathroom door as you watched him arrange the planks down before drilling into them. He was hot, but everyone and their mothers knew that. Still, you ogled him anyways, watching how his muscles flexed with each movement and how his top would rise whenever it got caught on something.
โ€œHey, ya listening?โ€ You jumped a little when his crimson eyes met your unblinking ones. Did you zone out?
โ€œHmm?โ€ You managed to answer.
โ€œI finished your frame. Just gotta push it to where you want it.โ€ Bakugou twisted his hips to crack his back. โ€œYou got lucky that a pro-hero like me found the time to help you with your dumb furniture. You gotta really thank Red Riot for forcing me on that shitty app.โ€
โ€œThank you, Bakugou, and well, thanks Red Riot,โ€ you grinned at him. โ€œHow about I treat you to lunch for helping me out all day? Thereโ€™s a new ramen shop-โ€œ
โ€œHow about we get a mattress on this thing and test it out?โ€ He smirked, his canines glinting in the sunlight that filtered through your window. โ€œDonโ€™t pretend that you werenโ€™t eye fucking me this whole time, princess. Thatโ€™s why you used that picture of you in that tiny bikini, right?โ€ You flushed at his words, thighs pressing together from being caught.
โ€œWell let me tell ya- Iโ€™m good at building furniture, but Iโ€™m good in bed too.โ€
Letโ€™s just say, thatโ€™s how THE Dynamight, number one hero, became your number one boyfriend.
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Afterlife
Part One - Moving Day
Summary: After a long search you finally land eyes on the perfect property for your roommates' and yourself to rent. It's perfect! Large rooms, enough space for all of you, Ghost of the previous owner's son... Perfect!
Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Death/Dead people. Adult humor but nothing too in depth.
Taglist (let me know if you would like to be added): @browneyedgirl22 @lukerycyja-reblogs
Previous Part: Prologue
Scrolling through ads listing rentals you sighed heavily.
"Toshi why is it so hard to find a decent place to rent anymore?"
Your lavender hair, sleep deprived friend lifted his shoulders in a short shrug. "Finding a place isn't the hard thing. It's finding a good area worth the money."
He wrapped up his spare capture scarf into the gym bag he was packing, another breath of air leaving your body. "I'm so sick of this. Why can't your boyfriend help again? He's the one moving with us."
A single snort was your response as he zipped the bag closed. "Kaminari couldn't find himself out of a wet paper bag, you really want to put him in charge of finding a rental?"
You eyed him while grumbling a No, letting the phone fall against your chest. "Yet you're dating the guy, going on a three month mission with him to boot."
He shrugged once more with a sly smirk on his lips. "You know, you should find someone too. Maybe you'd be less bitchy."
Narrowing your eyes at him to indicate he was on thin ice he showed both palms in surrender. "Sorry, sorry."
Picking the phone back up, you continued your search once again. A brand new listing caught your attention, a pretty decently sized house with a similar monthly price. There would be plenty of room for Hitoshi, his boyfriend Denki Kaminari, and yourself.
"Hey, look at this one Toshi."
You sat up shoving the phone in front of his face before his long fingers curled around the device and brought it to a more acceptable level. "House looks a bit familiar for some reason, Three bedroom, two bath... wow there's actually a nice sized yard." He scrolled a bit more to list the 'About the landlord' section that gave a brief history.
"Landlord information says it's an older couple renting out their family home." He tossed the device back into your lap before moving his gym bag from the table. "Where is it?"
You read off the address and he scratched the back of his neck in though. "That's a great neighborhood, why don't you give them a call and we can try to look today before I leave?" You nodded and clicked the link to call the landlord. The line beeped only a few short times before a click was heard.
"Mitsuki Bakugo speaking."
You smiled, glad a person actually answered after all the scams and wrong numbers listed on the site. "Hello! I was interested in viewing your home for rent?"
The conversation was brief, she indicated her schedule was open for the afternoon and you set up a time to view the home. She took down your name and contact information right before the call disconnected. Hitoshi had put away his bag with the other moving boxes littering the living space of your current apartment.
"You planning to invite Kami to see the place with us?" He shook his head in response, "No, he needs to pack and if him calling me or texting me every five minutes isn't enough of a distraction this would be. I think he also has a joint patrol with Red Riot during that time so he'll lay his head wherever I tell him to."
You let out a brief huff of air in amusement, pulling the sleeves of your shirt over your chilled hands. "It's two thirty now and we have two hours before the viewing, should we grab some food before we meet her?"
Hitoshi nodded while rubbing his eye, a short yawn stretching out his jaw. "Or do you need a nap first?" You teased, poking his side to watch him jump.
"Fuck off, I've been doing a lot of late night mission for Eraserhead. Ever since I took over as his lead sidekick he's been working me harder and harder."
"Kinky."
The glare he shot you could bore holes in your head if he wanted to, raising your hands in surrender before gathering up the essentials to leave.
The car ride to the restaurant you frequented was a short one, only being a few blocks from your current building. The hostess flashed a bright smile and welcomed us in by name before leading us to the usual table in the rear away from... people.
You chatted a bit here and there while waiting on your order, reminiscing back on how your friendship started.
After graduating UA you had applied to Eraserhead's agency. He had been your teacher for the first two years of your schooling, however before your third term began he had retired officially to focus on his agency. His retiring speech had cited the death of one of his previous students as one of the main reasons he just couldn't bring himself to teach any longer, however had decided to omit the name.
He had accepted your application and placed you underneath his lead side kick Hitoshi Shinso, who happened to be three years your senior. Learning quickly he shared similar outlooks on life and people, a bond was made. He was considerate at your hesitancy when it came to physical touch and had even told off a few who were too pushy at one of the few hero galas you chose to attend.
After only a year of being on the hero scene had been enough for you. The toll your body took from the backlashes of your quirk placed you in the hospital enough times that calling it quits was the only option. On top of retiring from hero life, the same month your parents had been hit by a drunk driver and unfortunately did not survive.
Histoshi had offered his spare bedroom to you when you had no where to go and had been living there ever since. The lease was now up as of a few months ago, hence your search for a new place.
"Day dreaming again?" His voice cut through your memories like a knife, yanking you back to present times. Your chopsticks snatched a dumpling as you shrugged. "Just, reminiscing how we got here."
"We drove here."
Eyes rolling so hard they threatened to fall out of your head you chewed a bit overly aggressive as your eyes narrowed.
"I was talking about how crazy it is we've been friends for so long."
He nodded while slurping up a noodle. "Yeah, dealing with you has been a trip. Heroing and living together, now we're possibly moving into a house together."
"You make it sound like we're the couple. I think Kami will be a bit upset that you're after me."
You winked as his nose crinkled in disgust, "You are a beautiful, intelligent woman and I love you the most, but please understand when I say... Ew."
Dropping some cash on the table for your waitress, you both made your way back to Toshi's car in the parking lot. It was getting close to the meeting time and the GPS indicated you were at least thirty minutes away from the house, cutting it close.
Taking the passenger seat you placed the phone on your thigh with the directions open so you could lead him as the designated navigator. You placed your chin in the palm of your hand as you leaned towards the window, watching the scenery whip by of busy walkways and large business buildings. The view took a turn as you left the urban life to a quiet neighborhood filled with trees, green grass and children running around parks.
"Certainly pretty here." You mumbled looking around. Catching the gaze of a long man peeking out from behind a tree, you gulped and averted your eyes rather quickly. After a moment peering back to see the man had seemingly vanished as if to thin air. Releasing the breath you held and leaning back against the window.
"Turn left at the next stop sign." The electronic voice sounded from your phone's speaker and the driver followed just before the voice sounded again.
"Arrived."
The car pulled up to the curb, your attention being drawn to the building beside you. A brick wall surrounded the home, a small gate was the only opening to a walkway leading up to the home you had only seen in pictures. The brick home sat higher in the sky than you thought, realizing it was quite the large home for what they were asking monthly.
"Are you sure we need all this space? This looks a hell of a lot bigger than the photos. Think this is another scam? The rent isn't mathing here."
Turning your attention to your companion he shrugged and started to exit the car. With a deep inhale your fingers popped the door handle and swung the door out to follow. A door opened on the car before Hitoshi's, a long leg sliding out of the car first with a long heel attached. A taller blonde woman stepped out of the car, her head swiveling before landing on the both of you.
The woman was gorgeous, unruly blonde hair cascaded down to her sharp shoulders, sunglasses sitting on her perfectly shaped face. Her heels that matched her fashionable outfit clacked against the concrete as she stepped before you while sliding her sunglasses up to reveal piercing crimson eyes.
Holding out a perfectly manicured hand her smile lit up her face even more. "Hello there, I'm Mitsuki. We spoke on the phone?"
Your eyes flashed to Histoshi's for the briefest of moments before he gave a barely noticeable nod that satiated your reluctance.
"I'm sorry uh..."
Hitoshi quickly slid in and placed his hand in Mitsuki's to shake firmly.
"Hello, I am Hitoshi Shinso and I apologize she is not one for touch. Quirk interference."
Mistuki's face dropped into shame as she shook Hitsoshi's "I am so sorry dear please forgive me."
You nodded with a small smile and introduced yourself with a small bow. She turned her attention to the home and opened the gate for you all to file into the yard.
"Please let me show you the house, it's quite cute if I say so myself!"
She began speaking a mile a minute, pointing out little things about the home here and there. We could tell from all the details she provided this had been her long time home. "We purchased this home back when I first married my husband. A few years here alone and then we had..."
Her voice trailed off as her hand pressed against the door frame to a bedroom, thumb trailing back and forth over the closest notch a few inches taller than herself.
"Anyway, let's continue." She listed off more facts about the home, monthly rent amount, when and how she expected it to be paid. She provided her contact information besides the number we already had should anything come up for repair or issues with the payment.
"Well, that's just about everything." She finally waived her hand at the end of the tour. The home itself was beautiful, bedrooms big enough that your friends would have their own space and we could even have a guest space should anyone need it. The kitchen was huge and had an island in the middle that you could totally see yourself drinking coffee or tea in the morning while tuning out the world.
"What do you two think? I think it's a wonderful home for a young couple such as yourself." You froze at her words, turning to the woman who had nothing but a genuine smile on her full lips. "Oh uh, Hitsoshi and I are just close friends. It would actually be his boyfriend, himself and I living here."
Her eyes widened with a gasp as she placed her hands together, "Oh dear I'm so sorry I assumed." She tapped the top of her head with her fist lightly, "Silly me."
I nodded indicating it was a non issue, "Would you mind, giving us just a few minutes to discuss?"
She smiled and nodded, disappearing upstairs into one of the darker rooms.
"What do you think?" You elbowed Hitoshi in the side, he startled a bit almost as if he had been asleep on his feet. "It's a nice house, great price and neighborhood is quiet compared to the city. I can see myself getting some real sleep here."
"You have zero standards besides where you can set your bed do you?" He shrugged as per his normal move once again, "You should be well aware of this by now."
After your short deliberation, you called out, "Mrs. Bakugo?"
Her head poked out of the room she had been in before making her way back down the stairs. "Oh sweetheart just Mitsuki. No need to be formal."
"We would like to take the house if you'd let us."
Her hands clasped together with a loud snap in the empty space. "I'm so glad! We've just been sitting on this house for so long deciding what to do with it and I can't wait to see how you decorate it!"
Required paperwork signed, deposit and first month's rent in hand, she dropped the keys into your open palm. She insisted to call her if there were any issues and as she gathered up the paperwork into a folder she hugged it to her chest and shook Hitoshi's hand once more while offering you a short nod of the head.
At the door she gave a short glance back and you swore you saw a flash of sadness cross her features before the door closed behind her with a snap. You tested the weight of the keys in your hand a moment before turning to your roommate.
"Well, should we start moving or wait for tomorrow?"
He titled his head for a moment in thought, "Better get started now or you'll be bitching to me that you had to move everything alone when Denki and I leave tomorrow."
A wide grin crossed your features. "Damn right."
It only took a few hours and a couple trips with vehicles to move everything from your old apartment to the new house. Hitoshi had called up Kaminari to let him know the new address, who in turn let him know that he had gotten someone to cover his patrol route so he would be able to come help move the heavier stuff.
Kaminari pulled up in a bright yellow sports car a few minutes later, the large pink decals on the front making it resemble the cartoon creature nickname his friends tended to use. His first reaction was to mention how the house looked quite familiar to him as well, before running off to "claim his room." Both he and his boyfriend then found themselves in argument over which room they would be sharing.
Hitoshi wanted the room on the far right as it was the darkest of them all, however Denki complained the room "Creeped him out" until finally with a huff his sleep deprived boyfriend gave up and accepted the room across the hall. You however were just fine with taking the dark room being quite the night owl.
Your blade easily slipped through the tape holding the box labeled 'kitchen' closed. Placing the pots and pans away in their new homes you decided to leave a few out for the dinner you planned to make soon.
The three of you sat on the floor with plate in lap, random lamps illuminating the space while you found yourself laughing to Kaminari's retelling of a capture gone wrong from the day before.
The both of them finished their food and thanked you for cooking. Due to their early departure scheduled for the next day they bid their good nights and you assured them you were fine with unpacking as much as you could later. Retreating to their room on the left side of the hall you were left alone in the sea of boxes that were yet to be unpacked.
You finished up washing your dish and placed it in the strainer before taking stock of the boxes still nearby that could be put away. A yawn broke through however since all three of you had stayed up as long as you could into the wee hours of the morning, catching up however you decided the boxes to could wait until the next day.
Grabbing a glass of water you made your way up the stairs to the door on the right side of the hall to your new bedroom. Stopping at the frame to turn on the light your eyes dragged up and down quickly in remembrance this was the door Mitsuki had paused at when speaking. Indented in the wood were several notches that lined from the floor to the ceiling periodically, stopping at the height just a bit above your own.
Height Notches? Did the Bakugo's have a child?
You raised your hand to touch the tallest mark with the tips of your fingers, whoever this measured was pretty gifted in height. With a hum of curiosity you finally flipped on the light and closed the door behind you. One of the first things that had been done were the beds since sleep was always Toshi's top priority, knowing no one wanted to sleep on the floor as well.
Taking a quick swig of water and placing the glass on the table beside your bed, you climb inside the covers and wiggled down until they enveloped you in a warm embrace. The warmth was short lived when a breath of cold air ran down the length of your spine, shivers racking your body as you shot upward to glance around with wide eyes.
Chewing on your bottom lip you looked around while praying it was your imagination. Knowing your quirk was hardly wrong however you sighed and laid down slowly while keeping watching for any sign of movements. After nothing showed itself for some time the relaxation seeped into your tired joints and you finally fell asleep with one final thought.
This house isn't haunted... is it?
The next few days flew by pretty quickly. You had said goodbye to Hitoshi and Kaminari the next morning as they left packed down with all their luggage. Box after box was emptied and the contents put away until only a few remained. They were clearly marked as either Toshi or Kami's stuff so you made the choice to shove the boxes into the guest room until they returned as not to dig through their stuff. They would be just fine there until the duo returned.
Your phone trilled from it's spot on the counter, the name "Inspector" flashing over the screen. Taking the call you were informed a cold case had crossed his desk and he could use some help tracking down the perpetrator with your "Special skills."
The skills he alluded to was your quirk Ghost. This gave you the basic abilities of an apparition, phasing through walls, items phasing through your body, invisibility... to communicate and interact with the dead.
Draw backs? No distinction between the living and the dead without specifically touching them first. Hence the innate dislike of physical contact or interaction in general. Since you never know wither the person you're speaking with is dead or alive you tend to... not.
This was the reason when you met Mitsuki for the first time you had looked to Hitsohi for quick confirmation that she was in fact a living breathing person that could be seen. Though you were sure no one was playing tricks it was always better to be safe than sorry.
Especially when the biggest drawback was learning what happens when you touch the dead for the first time. More times than not as soon as your fingers connected with any part of the person's body you would be thrown into their last few moments in life, forced to relive their death in a vision so real it was as if you lived it yourself. After a few accidental field trips, the fear of touching anyone slowly crept in. Though it did not happen every time for some reason, but it did happen more often than not.
The main reason you had decided to "hang the cape" of hero work as it were was the final drawback, the sickness. Overusing the quirk, interacting with the dead via touch, manipulation or speech would cause dreaded stomach aches that left you down for hours and sometimes days. Continued exposure led to vomiting, extreme dizziness from the switch between the planes of living and dead.
So at the ripe old age of 20 you decided enough was enough and retired officially from hero work. Though you still retained your license should you need it, freelance work helped pay the bills from time to time as a contractor with the police department for special cases. Paying surprisingly well when you were contracted for mostly simple things, Who killed you? Where did you bury millions? Settling disputes of wills by speaking with the dearly departed.
"No problem Inspector Tsukauchi, I'll be in shortly." Thumbing the end button you slipped the phone into your pocket when once again the shiver ran down your spine. Peering around you found no indication of any sprit even if you had been sensing the presence for days now.
Was it a residual from a spirit no longer on this plane? Did they recently cross over or abandon this haunt?
Retreating to your bedroom to fish the costume case from the back of the closet in order to change quickly and meet the inspector at the station. Now clad head to toe in the simple dark body forming material that allowed you to phase between worlds easily you were ready to greet this new case. You placed the mask around your eyes that concealed your identity for privacy means while grabbing the keys to your modest little car.
Hopefully this case will take your mind off the possible haunting of your new home.
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Well this is the first part of this multipart fic. I was going to make it longer but I feel like this was a lot thrown into the first part. Let me know if you guys don't mind the parts being longer? Next part to come in the next day or two :) Please let me know in the comments what you think so far.
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kairitai ยท 1 year
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โค TAMAKI AMAJIKI WITH AN S/O WHO DOES WITCHCRAFT โค
I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR WEEKS AND I HAVE BEEN LOSING SLEEP OVER IT AND I NEED AN OUTLET OTHER THAN BITING MY PLUSHES TY. warnings: Witchcraft, other than that its really just a silly little thing i wrote :))
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Tamaki, I'd imagine, is a septic and at first thinks all of this is bullshit.
He one day finds you in the dorm kitchen; angrily scribbling on a bay leaf, burn it and throw it out the window grumbling on how it's been "too long since the dorm wi-fi went out".
Seeing you stomp over to the couch to pull your phone out to excitedly scream "ITS BACK" has him blink for a few seconds.
When Tamaki enters your room for the first time, he's so confused as to why there are so many shiny rocks and candles everywhere. He just assumes you really like rocks and scented candles.
There was this one time you gave him an anti-anxiety spell jar before his presentation, he genuinely thought you gave him a herbal tea blend. It took a few tries to explain what it was meant for to him.
Tamaki wouldn't understand at first why a tiny bottle filled to the rim would help him calm down but accepts it anyway to not upset you.
Post presentation, he's looking at the bottle quizzically. How did he not even manage to slip up once? how did he fight the urge to smash is head against the wall that was right there? was it the jar? no, it was a coincidence, it had to be. right?
He'd just keep looking at it in complete awe and confusion until you show up and tap him out of his train of thought, he just looks at you and the bottle back and forth, wide eyed.
Thats when you tell him you're a witch and doing witchcraft just makes things easier for you, he would be pretty mesmerised by the concept of it.
He'd be asking all sort of questions, if it actually worked, if the leaf you burned was a spell, CAN YOU SEE INTO THE FUTURE?
"THEORETICALLY, i could make Avada Kedavra a thing." "Please don't."
Deffo would ask for hand readings as an excuse to feel you hold his hands.
I feel like he would adore having little tarot readings done, you'd even teach him some basics! his favourite would definitely be the pendulum.
"Y/N, , I nauseous...can't think straight..." "Oh i got a spell for that :)" ๐Ÿ‘on๐Ÿ‘a๐Ÿ‘daily๐Ÿ‘basis๐Ÿ‘
He would be obsessed with making sigils for himself and you, draws them on your hand and kisses it to activate it :((
He would be so grateful if you gave him a protection spell bottle for his missions, he'd try to return the favour by making one for you but it's just filled with rosemary bc he didn't have the herbs to use ๐Ÿ’€ You're not even sure if he cleansed it, bless his soul.
Would go feral once he found out one-word spells were a thing, would whisper them before kissing your cheek for an extra boost of whatever you needed, whether it be good luck or a good nights sleep.
He would hear you talk abt witch stuffs for HOURS on end, the whole evening would have gone by and he'd just be listening lovingly. The spells you tell him stick better than the ones he would find online.
Date nights while making moon water and watching Hocus Pocus?? Yes please??
SPELL RECIPIES BRAINSTORMING WHILE SNUGGLING SPELL RECIPIES BRAINSTORMING WHILE SNUGGLIN SPELL RECIPIES BRAINSTORMING WHILE SNUGGLIN-
You once made him a spray which you affectionately labelled "Bullshit Repellent", he was not above spraying it at people who pissed him off that day. A glorious sight seeing him spray magick water at assholes.
"I saw the moon exploded in my dream. Is that a sign?" "No not really, sometimes a stick is just a stick Tami. But i could give you something to prevent nightmares if you want?" "Yes please"
PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THE GODS GIVE HIM PLUSHIES ENCHANTED WITH SLEEP SIGILS HE WILL ADORE YOU FOR IT.
You guys would laugh at overly religious people who claim witched kiss the devil's anus to gain magickal knowledge.
Tamaki wouldn't DARE fuck around with spirits, and if you do decide to contact one for your spells he's just there with a big ass bag of salt ready to throw it at the spirit. It would probably piss the spirit off so you had to refrain the boy from chucking it when you made a concerned face.
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kjhgfd this was so fun to make, this was just purely self-indulgent :)) PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK, REBLOGS ARE APRECIATED โ™ฅ
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In the locker with Denkiโ€ฆ โ˜†โ˜†โ˜†
Tried to write this as soon as the idea popped into my pretty little head~! Hope yaโ€™ll enjoy!!
โ˜†Prior Summaryโ˜†: While at the pool with the gang, Denki goes looking for you when you go to look for something after you got out of the pool, and to avoid getting caught Stealing
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โ˜†โ˜†โ˜† You feel a hand behind you groping your ass, slowly trailing down your thighs. You can smell him right behind you, and feel the tightness in his pants press up against your thin, tight panties.
Denki Kaminari. You could feel his chest too, honestly itโ€™s just surprising how ripped he was. You always thought he would just have an average body, and over course we wasnโ€™t aggressively ripped, but he had a six pack which was hot.
His swim trunks rubbed up against your ass, as your tits pushed up against the cold metal of the locker door, โ€œDenki I can feel you grinding against m-!โ€ He covered your mouth with his hand, and stuck a few fingers inside. โ€œSHHHH-!!!โ€ You feel a tiny shock on the roof of your mouth.
โ€œMmmh~!โ€ You feel Denki start to lightly scratch the roof of your mouth, and you make out outlines of people through the grates of the locker and try to calm your self.
He slides your panties to the side and slicks a finger inside of you and slides around inside of you until you have cum dripping down your legs. Denki whips out his dick and starts sliding in and out of your folds.
โ€œF-fuh-ck, your soaked-โ€ He groans into your ear as he slowly pushes his cock inside of you.
โ€œT-their g-gon-na hear u-us d-Denkiโ€
โ€œCome on babe they wonโ€™t h-hear us-โ€
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