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KiriBakuTodoDeku~Cum Swapping

Summary:

As usual, Bakugou doesn't know when to stop and is nearing his limit. Kirishima has an idea to relieve some stress.

Ao3 Tags:

Cum Swapping, Foursome - M/M/M/M, Partner Swapping, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Plug, Hate Sex, Subspace, Underage Drinking, Aftercare, Quirk Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Quirk Misuse (My Hero Academia), Bottom Bakugou Katsuki, Rimming, Spanking, Kinktober 2021

Notes:

This will be the closest to BakuDeku I write btw because it hits way too close to a previous relationship of mine that left both of us messed up but will do my best to keep that out of this. This note is just so no one requests the ship.

“What the fuck are the nerd and Icy Hot doing in my room?” Bakugou growls, glaring at his grinning redhead flopped across his bed.

“Hello to you too, Kacchan.” Midoriya snickers from Todoroki’s lap on the blonde’s desk chair.

“Fuck off! Eijirou?!” Bakugou snarls, wanting answers now. They were wrapping up the year, and the blonde still hadn’t learned his limits so was one ill-placed back-talk away from reverting back to early first year and exploding someone. He just wanted to come back to his room and cuddle with his shark-toothed idiot, but instead, his two biggest rivals were occupying his desk chair looking way too smug to do anything but piss him off more.

He breathes before his palms can start crackling.

“Calm down, Bakubabe.” Kirishima smiles fondly. “They’re here for you, or rather to talk to you. Remember last month when Mina and Denki snuck booze in and you ended confessing a bunch of stuff when we got back to my room?”

Bakugou stares at him for a moment, gears obviously turning before it seems to click and his ears go red as he pointedly avoids looking at Midoriya. “What about it?”

“Well, you’ve been working yourself half to death as usual and both of us can tell you’re about to go off the deep end so I thought you would benefit letting off some steam,” Kirishima explains as he coaxes his angry blonde to sit next to him, holding him close when he does.

Bakugou does not cuddle closer when fingers start running through his hair.

“What do they have to do with that?” The blonde huffs.

Kirishima’s grin turns wicked. “Your one-sided childhood crush wasn’t so one-sided. Thought maybe we could both take you apart, and help you relax?”

Bakugou’s head shoots up so fast he narrowly misses smacking into the redhead’s chin as he stares at him wide-eyed and blushing. “You fucking told him?!”

“Bakubabe, Midobro told everyone during truth or dar- You were in the bathroom,” Kirishima remembers. “Well, I can promise I wouldn’t have said shit to anyone unless I was sure.”

Bakugou pouts at him before huffing. “Whatever.” He glares at the bi-colored boy behind his childhood friend. “What’s he doing here then?”

“Izu is my boyfriend. I think I should be in the conversation even if I won’t be in the bed.” Todoroki speaks up from where his chin is resting on the greenette’s shoulder. “I’m completely okay with all of this by the way. My only condition is that I get to watch. Izu almost exclusively bottoms and is really soft as a top.” A smirk. “The amount of tension between you two though? I wanna see what my baby looks like when he goes feral.”

“Sho!” Midoriya scolds, freckles standing out against his red face. “He didn’t need to know that! No way is he gonna let me top now!” The shorter boy pouts.

Bakugou, meanwhile, is a similar shade to his boyfriend’s hair as he takes in what the taller boy says and his mind goes wild from there. The other three in the room turn back to him when he lets out a strangled groan.

“Bakubabe?” Kirishima questions, trying to get a look at the blonde’s face and smirking when he sees the look in his eyes. “You like that idea don’t you?”

“Sh-Shut up, Shitty Hair!” Bakugou huffs, glaring at the smirking fire and ice user and his wide-eyed childhood friend. “...I’m not against it, but boundaries need set first.”

“Really, Kacchan?!” Midoriya grins. “You’re really okay with it?!”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. Ei is right. I’m stressed as fuck and could do with giving up some control. Boundaries first though.”

“No, of course! I assume you still have your notebook?” The greenette is practically vibrating with glee.

The blonde flushes at being exposed, but gestures for Kirishima to fish it out of the drawer. “Yeah, I still got it.” He grumbles, tossing it to the nerd. “...I guess Icy-Hot can look too since he’ll technically still be involved.”

“So you’re okay with me watching then?” Todoroki asks as he ends up being the one to catch the book when Deku fumbles it and opens it curiously. Heterochromatic eyes widen when he realizes what he’s holding and stares at Bakugou in shock. “Is this a book of kinks?”

Bakugou flushes darker but nods in answer to both questions with a mumbled yeah as Kirishima grins proudly. “It’s made communication so much easier when bringing things up. I have my own list now, too.”

Todoroki seems to be in shock as Midoriya is now reading the open pages.

“Are those plans for an Endeavor cuckolding fic?” The greenette asks, immediately snapping his boyfriend back to the present.

“A WHAT?!” He yells, reading closer. “Endeavor gets exposed-already invested...Jeanist shows him how to-. Why are you writing porn about my dad?! ...Send it to me so I can return some of the trauma.” He mumbles, now invested in looking through the pages. “I assume the highlighters are the stoplight system?”

Bakugou nods, fiddling on his phone until Todoroki’s dings. “Yup. Shows what I like, am okay with, or curious about, and will not do under any circumstances. Sent.”

“Thank you. I will make sure to not read it first. You’re not okay with someone fucking Kirishima without you then?” Todoroki hums as he notices the kink is red.

“Mine.” Bakugou snarls.

“Fair enough.” The taller shrugs, turning the page. Midoriya is already reading half the book ahead, lifting the pages to see.

“I knew you were lying when you said you were fine after the slime quirk!” Deku cries out when Todoroki flips to Bondage.

“...No wonder you were feral during the sports festival. I’m sorry I judged you.” Todoroki frowns.

Bakugou just shrugs as Kirishima holds him closer. “I’m okay with some of it. It just requires a lot more preparation and boundaries.” He grumbles, surprising himself with how comfortable he is sharing this stuff.

The other two furrowed their brows but chose not to ask right now.

They went on reading, piping up when something piqued their interest.

“So praise and degradation?” Todoroki asks. “Am I allowed to talk then or would you prefer I stay quiet?”

Bakugou blinks, even more, surprised at how considerate the other is being before thinking about his question. “I never thought I’d be in this situation so I don’t know. I don’t know you well enough to have feelings for you, but your monotone is kind of relaxing… I’ll tell you if it’s making things weird. As I said your voice is relaxing so if you want to help with aftercare, I should be okay with that.”

“Relaxing.” Todoroki hums. “I will probably stick to praise if I feel the need to speak at all. I don’t know what Izu will be like so for all we know a balance might be needed.” He shrugs.

“I seriously don’t know why you’re so insistent that I’ll go feral.” Deku pouts. “I don’t go feral.”

Everyone in the room stares at him stone-faced. “What?!”

“Muscular,” Kirishima speaks up.

“Moonfish,” Bakugou adds.

“Literally tried to help Iida murder Stain.” Todoroki hums.

“Rescuing me at Kamino.” Bakugou.

“Once Eri decided to help, Overhaul stood no chance.” Kirishima laughs.

“Me during the sports festival.”

“What about-”

“Okay! I get it! I’ve gone feral before!” Midoriya isn’t even trying to hide his pout as the other laugh at him. “No cuddles for you.” He glares over his shoulder as he wiggles out of his boyfriend’s hold, earning a pained whine. “And you.” He points at Bakugou. “Better be ready to not walk.”

Bakugou turns scarlet and his palms crackle. “I’d like to see you try, Shitty Nerd.”

Something passes through Midoriya’s eyes, and Bakugou shivers when he realizes the hole he’s dug and he can’t wait.

“Challenge accepted.” The greenette smirks. “Friday after exams?”

“Sounds good to me.” Kirishima grins as Bakugou nods, refusing to speak out of embarrassment of what sound might leave.

“Works for me. Can tell father to get fucked...I hate that sentence after what I was just exposed to.” Todoroki sighs. “Not that my input is as important, but I really want to watch.”

“Awesome! Gives us a few days to think and talk more!” Midoriya grins, back to being a ball of sunshine, before smirking as he looks Bakugou in the eye. “Can’t wait.”

Midoriya pulls Todoroki after him as he leaves the room, door clicking behind them before Bakugou finally lets the strangled noise leave his throat.

“Are you trying to kill me, Shitty Hair!” Bakugou yells, flopping back on the bed and grabbing a pillow to scream into.

All Kirishima could do was laugh as he pulled Bakugou into a cuddle. “Come on, let’s relax before you subject me to studying hell.”

“You better not fucking think cuddles will get you out of it either! We finally got you into the top 10 and I’ll be damned if you drop out of it!” Bakugou snarls, even as he sinks into the redhead’s hold.

“I know, I know.” The redhead chuckles. “But cuddles now, JSL later.”

Bakugou puts up no further complaints.

~~~

“So he’s definitely goading us, right?” Midoriya asks the day before everything is supposed to happen.

All week, Bakugou had been bordering between being a complete brat and peak seduction, and Midoriya just wanted to make sure he wasn’t losing his mind for no reason.

“He gets like that whenever he wants to frustrate me so I’ll destroy him so yeah definitely, Midobro” Kirishima smirks as he takes a gear off his shoulder.

“How do you not have a constant boner?!” The greenette gapes quietly. “He’s even being nice to Sho and I think I caught them play flirting which is not a sight I thought would be so hot, and yet I had the urge to drag Sho away by his tie and have him tease me like that.”

Kirishima’s eyebrows shoot up as he let out a shocked laugh. “I haven’t seen that yet, but then again he’s been thinking about this since you were preteens so chances are you’re being tortured so you’ll return the favor. ...confirm that of course, but that’s my guess.”

Midoriya groans into his mouthguard. “You two might have to make do with Sho. I might die before tomorrow.”

The redhead could only laugh at the greenette’s suffering. “It’s one more day. He’s not going to let you die before he gets the chance to test your strength quirk.”

It’s at this exact moment that Bakugou chooses to walk past in nothing but his jockstrap, and Deku suddenly looks like he’s ready for Christmas with how fast his face flushes red, a strangled squeak leaving his lips.

He doesn’t miss the smirk that decorates the blonde’s, nor the heated look thrown over his shoulder.

“Oh, it’s on, Kacchan.” He smirks before turning back to the redhead. “It’s odd how feral he is being on the Ace-spectrum.”

Kirishima just blinks. “I thought for sure you’d already have notes upon notes about that sort of stuff already. I mean I have no room to talk because I had the same idea at the start, but bro, you’re the research nerd.”

Midoriya raises a brow while trying to figure out if he should feel insulted or not. “...Explain?”

“I thought the same way when we first got together and was tiptoeing around everything related to sex because I was terrified of making him uncomfortable and him leaving. That’s honestly the main reason I’m so grateful you two are so similar in your detailed notes and fanboy natures because he eventually got pissed at my ‘pussy footing’ as he called it, and just gave me what is basically a kink dictionary. Hell, Urban Dictionary would probably cry if they saw the level of detail in that thing. He eventually made another notebook on sexuality for me because I had a million questions that, despite writing porn, he was too embarrassed to answer.” Kirishima rambles as he starts getting back into his uniform. “Like, bro, you yourself just called it a spectrum and that’s exactly what it is. Some demis may be just as uninterested in sex as ace people, while others just need a strong foundation of trust before they’ll even entertain the idea. Then you have BakuBabe who’s the second one except he got his foundation and took off running.” He finishes, getting his tie in place.

Midoriya blinks, before looking thoughtful as he stands there in his boxers. “That makes sense. We were at war when he came out so I guess I just never got around to researching.” He nods resolutely before grinning. “Thanks, Kirishima.”

“No problem.” Kirishima gives a toothy smile. “Now go get your boyfriend off of mine. I know damn well mine started it, but I have no clue why yours is entertaining it.”

He laughs as Midoriya whips around to see the smirking duo with Todoroki having Bakugou crowded against the locker. “You’re not the only one who has a little shit for a boyfriend,” Deku grumbles as he goes to drag the two-toned boy away. “Why are you like this?”

“Is it riling you up?” Todoroki asks bluntly as he’s dragged to the toilets.

“I’m not answering something you know the answer to!” The greenette squeaks, choosing to ignore the smirk decorating his boyfriend’s face.

Kirishima and Bakugou meanwhile are cackling at the two.

“Why you gotta taunt him, Bakubabe?” Kirishima snickers.

“You know exactly why, Shitty Hair.” Bakugou laughs.

“Menace. Absolute menace.”

~~~

“FUCKING FINALLY!” Bakugou yells, stretching his arm behind his head as he and Kirishima entered the dorms after they were finally released for the year. They all had the weekend to relax before their spring break officially starts, but most were already heading out the doors.

“I never want to see a math equation ever again.” Kirishima groans, hanging deflated against Bakugou’s shoulders.

“Tch, it wasn’t that bad, drama king.” Bakugou tsks, opening the elevator doors.

“Easy for you to say,” Kirishima grumbles. “You’re stupidly smart.”

“I just work instead of complAi- AH!”

Bakugou’s banter was cut off as soon as they stepped out of the elevator, and Midoriya is standing there to slam him against the wall next to it. Todoroki is smirking behind him, obviously ready for the show.

“You, Kacchan, are a fucking ass.” Midoriya snarls, obviously frustrated.

Kirishima watches as the red of Bakugou’s eyes are swallowed by black even as he’s grinning like a maniac. “Fuck, Deku. I knew you were dumb, but it took you this long to figure that out?” he wasn’t done taunting the boy apparently.

“Big talk from a brat that’s been begging to be fucked stupid all week.” The normally shy boy growls and shit even Kirishima has to admit that is hot as he looks at Todoroki in shock.

The dual-quirk wielder seems to agree.

“HUH?! As if! I bet I won’t even be able to feel it, damn nerd!” Bakugou sneers. Ah, so he chose violence today.

“The only thing you won’t be feeling is your legs when I’m done with you. Finally make you scream my name for something other than jealousy for once, hm?”

“Ha! Who would ever be jealous of a weakling like you?!”

As they continue yelling sexual tension-laced insults at each other, Kirishima inches over to a very enthralled Todoroki. “I’m starting to wonder if I’m actually going to be able to get in there or if they’re just going to start clawing at each other before we even make it back to BakuBabe’s room.”

“I have no clue, but I’m going to need to ask Bakugou for some tips on how to get Izu like that,” Todoroki answers, not once taking his eyes off the two who have now started attacking each others' mouths. “Because that is really, really hot.”

Kirishima was used to aggressive blonde by now and knew his methods of getting attention without directly asking so nodded his head in understanding. "This happens at least once a month for me… though with a lot fewer insults obviously."

“I am rather relieved they’re not armed. I think they would have killed each other by now.”

“Don’t give them ideas- hey guys! We’re still in the hallway! Maybe get inside, first!” Kirishima panics when he hears a whine from Bakugou and notices Midoriya’s hand moving suspiciously.

All he gets in response is a groan, and he sighs. “Todoroki? Mind giving me a hand? ...Todoroki!”

Todoroki shakes himself out of whatever trance he was in and nods. “Yeah… let’s get them moved inside.”

The boys move closer and there is a brief scuffle trying to separate them, but eventually, they manage to separate them and drag them into Bakugou’s room. Bakugou clung to Kirishima as he was carried, kissing and sucking and biting along the redhead’s neck to provoke him. After the show they received, it was definitely working and it seemed Todoroki was getting a similar treatment as the two fought to dominate a kiss.

As soon as the door was closed, Kirishima threw his blonde on the bed and crowded him against the pillows.

"Fucking hell, Kat. Just how hard have you been pushing yourself to be this damn desperate to be fucked stupid?” Kirishima near growls as he looms over the squirming blonde.

“Just shut up and fuck me, idiots.” Bakugou snarls in response before pulling Kirishima down to devour each other.

There’s the sound of wood breaking when Bakuogou insults them before the blonde lets out a strangled whine and almost bucks Kirishima off of him as his back arches.

Kirishima looks down the blonde’s body to find a pissed-off Izuku had taken Bakugou down his throat in one go and was going at it like he was trying to suck the blonde’s soul out of his body and succeeding based on Bakugou’s reactions.

Izuku finally backed off with a pop as he glared up at Bakugou, still stroking the blonde’s length. “Do you really think you’re in any position to be throwing around insults when you’ve been acting desperate for our cocks all week? When I can finally put that mouth to better use than being a little bitch?”

Red eyes glare into green as Bakugou tries to hold in his sounds. “Fuck. You. Deku-Ahh!”

Bakugou hadn’t noticed Midoriya had gotten a hold of lube and now realizes the wood breaking noise was probably his nightstand but doesn’t have time to be mad as the greenette wiggles a finger inside him and draws a whine out of him.

“No, I think that will be the other way around,” Midoriya smirks as he draws his finger in and out, chuckling when he seems to brush the blonde’s prostate and draw out a grasp.

Bakugou snarls but is squirming for more friction. He whines again when Kirishima apparently gets bored of watching and starts devouring the blonde’s mouth and his fingers play with his nipples.

He cries out again when Midoriya once again takes him whole at the same time he adds a finger. Kirishima takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in the blonde’s mouth and swallow any further sound.

Kirishima’s quirk ripples down his back as Bakugou claws at him while trying to buck into Midoriya’s mouth and groaning when his hips are held down.

"Dammit! Move, Shitty Deku!" Bakugou snaps, choking on a moan when the only response he gets is another finger added and crying out when Kirishima moves down to start biting and sucking at his neck.

Kirishima smirks as he bites a particular spot by the blonde's ear and he arches in a way that positions the next thrust of Midoriya’s fingers on his prostate making him moan loudly now.

Midoriya pauses for a moment before it clicks what just happened and he smirks. "There it is, Kacchan."

The blonde just groans, already knowing what's about to happen, but still can't stop his sounds as the greenette begins abusing that spot; massaging it with every pass and making the other's knees feel like jelly.

Bakugou squirms, trying to get any of the friction he needs but the nerd and his stupid observation skills seem to have already figured out just how to make the stimulation too much but not enough to give him any release.

He decides to switch targets when Kirishima made his way down to the blonde's chest and pulls on red-dyed locks. He cries out when this causes a particularly rough bite to his left pec and the redhead attacks his mouth once more.

There's a surprised whine to accompany his annoyed groan, but he's only annoyed for a second as he realizes the hair-pulling had the desired effect and Kirishima has pulled Deku's mouth off the blonde's cock by green curls.

Bakugou has to wonder for a moment just what Todoroki and Deku have been doing because the pulling of the greenette’s hair caused the exact opposite effect. Gone was the cocky fierceness as he stared at the others with his pupils blown wide, mouth hanging open, and his tongue lolled out, small pleading noises leaving his throat.

The other two glance at an obviously painfully turned-on Todoroki in amusement.

"Uh, I think we broke him, Todorbro?" Kirishima snickers.

"Yeah, I've trained him well. Let go of his hair and probably get them bickering again." Todoroki smirks, trying to be sneaky about palming himself through his pants.

"Just jerk off normally if you're gonna sit there and watch, dumbass!" Bakugou snapped at the heterochromatic boy sitting backward on his desk chair.

Kirishima meanwhile had let go of green curls and was kissing some sense back into the other boy. He regained some of his bearings just in time to hear the insult thrown at his boyfriend and was quick to jump to his defense, smacking the blonde's ass with a glare.

"None of that, fucking brat," Midoriya growls, smirking when Bakugou yelps and whines needily. "We are not shit-talking my already emotionally scarred boyfriend."

"Bakubabe, no. I know what you're thinking, and it’s too far." Kirishima sighs, seeing the smirk trying to form on the blonde's face.

"Physically scarred, too." Todoroki chimes in, making Bakugou cackle and the other two groan.

"Read my damn mind, Icy-Hot!" Bakugou snickers.

"My brother suggested using humor for the trauma. 'Laugh away the pain or at the very least at the horror on others' faces.'" The two-toned boy shrugged, a smirk of his own twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"Sho, no." Izuku sighs. "Please stop listening to the villain."

"That one was Natsuo, actually."

Bakugo burst out laughing again at the frustrated groan this drags from the greenette, but yelps when this earns him another slap on the ass. "Dammit, Deku!"

This just earns him a glare, but nothing more which just frustrates the blonde more.

He looks to Kirishima for any kind of help, but the redhead just looks amused.

‘Fucker.’ Bakugou glares, thinking for a second before smirking. “Are you gonna fucking do something you damn nerd or should we switch out for your boyfriend there?” He grins.

Midoriya glares down at the brat. “Kirishima? He’s your brat, do you want front or back?”

Kirishima laughs at Midoriya falling right into the blonde’s hands but pretends to think about it. “I mean, I think you’ve been wanting to shut him up for a while now.”

Izuku smirks in return. “Oh, you have no idea.” He chuckles darkly, grabbing Bakugou’s chin. “Gonna make him choke on it.”

“Ha! I’d like to see you trY! Ah~! Fucking cheater!” The blonde moans as the greenette starts stroking him again to silence him.

“Yup.” Izuku hums smugly before his arms flex and he flips the blonde onto his stomach before pulling his hips and bringing him up to his knees.

Bakugou attempts to choke down his moan at being manhandled, not wanting to give his rival the satisfaction as the Christmas-haired duo move around him; Kirishima moving behind him and Izuku in front of him. He doesn’t have as much luck with the next sound as Kirishima apparently decides to lean down and lick at the access lube leaking from his ass and wiggle his tongue inside causing the blonde to cry out.

Izuku takes advantage of the blonde’s now open mouth to pull his head up by his hair and slip inside, groaning when Bakugou’s moan vibrates up his length. “Shiiit.”

Bakugou chokes a little but does his best to swallow and breathe through his nose. Deku isn’t as long as Kirishima, but he is thicker and the blonde’s jaw aches as he tries to accommodate the unfamiliar stretch, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes.

The sight is enough to make Midoriya throb which draws another moan from the already shaking blonde. Midoriya inches forward more, trying to fit the rest down the blonde’s throat and having trouble controlling himself when the heat swallows and tightens around him. He doesn’t even need to look up to know when Kirishima starts sliding in, he can tell by the drawn-out moan that races up his cock. “Fuck, Kacchan!”

During this, Kirishima had spent some time taking Bakugou apart with his tongue, but when the blonde’s legs start shaking and he sits up, the glimpse of tears forming in red eyes makes him decide he can’t wait any longer and he lines himself up to sink in. He can’t help but smirk when he realizes he caught the two off guard and the greenette curses. “Tight isn’t he?”

“Hot, too.” Izuku groans, gripping blonde locks harder as he thrusts forward more.

“Wait ‘til you feel back here.” Kirishima smirks, smacking the blonde’s ass and getting another moan from both.

“Tap system for safe signals?” The greenette hums.

“Snap system. I can’t always feel the taps when hardened.” Kirishima explains, working himself in ‘til the hilt.

Midoriya opens his mouth, but Todoroki cuts him off, knowing the look in his eyes. “You can play 20 Questions after, Izu.”

Midoriya pouts but relents. “How do you want to do this? In sync? Back and forth? Or just fuck him onto me like a cock sleeve?”

Bakugou moans beneath them as they decide his fate like he’s not even there, and silently begs for the last one, just wanting to be used.

Kirishima hums, pretending to think, but really observing the blonde’s reactions. He groans when Bakugou tightens around him at the end of Midoriya’s questioning. “I don’t think he wants to be able to explain why he’s limping tomorrow.”

Izuku smirks. “That can be arrAnged! Shit!”

Bakugou moans in anticipation before gagging slightly when Deku accidentally thrusts his hips but he doesn’t try to get away just swallows to adjust.

“Hold on then, Midobro.” Kirishima snickers with a sharp-toothed smirk as he slowly pulls almost all the way out, reveling in how Bakugou whines before starting a brutal pace that lurches the blonde onto the greenette’s cock with each thrust, Midoriya pushing Bakugou back every time Kirishima pulls out so he can be forced back down.

Bakugou does his best to keep his throat relaxed as he was stretched from both ends but still gags around the girth occasionally which only makes the greenette go harder as the blonde’s throat flutters around him.

Tears were streaming freely from the blonde’s eyes at this point but he made no move to stop the activities as the other two continue to use him as their fuck toy. Every time the redhead would brush his prostate, it ripped a moan from somewhere low in his throat which in turn would make the abuse to his throat rougher and cause him to clench around Kirishima’s length which would just spur him on more as well.

Bakugou could tell when Deku was getting close as his thrusts grew erratic and made it hard for the blonde to time his breathing, making him light-headed and causing his throat to further spasm around the greenette’s already sensitive head. It doesn’t take long at all before Izuku is spilling down the blonde’s throat and pulling out slowly to smear him cum across the other’s tongue.

An absolutely ruined groan leaves Bakugou’s throat, and the sight apparently leaves Todoroki in a similar state as he tries to hold back his own orgasm and gives Bakugou an idea. He leaves his mouth to hang open so Deku can see his cum collected there as he motions for Todoroki to come closer.

The dual-colored boy is understandably confused but is too strung out to question it as he rolls himself over on the chair, not trusting himself to stand. Bakugou gives him the hand signal for ‘Trust me?’ that they learned in hero training, and Todoroki nods before he is pulled into a kiss by his half-open shirt. His eyes widen in shock, but he makes no move to pull away and instead kisses back, moaning low when he realizes Bakugou is using the kiss to swap Izu’s cum into his mouth and he grabs the blonde’s hair to kiss and lick into his mouth like a starving man.

Bakugou doesn’t object as he uses the other for support as Kirishima continues to pound into him, somehow managing to go harder at the sight in front of him and Bakugou’s thighs tremble in their effort to hold him up.

Izuku. meanwhile, is leaning against the headboard to catch his breath, and is staring at the sight dumbfounded, his spent cock trying to twitch in interest.

“Fuck, Kat!” Kirishima all but growls as he snaps his hips to smack against the blonde’s firm ass. He knew there was a possibility Bakugou would allow the half and half boy to get involved, but he thought it would be from afar, and even if it included touching, didn’t think it would be this hot as he sees a white string of cum laden spit connect their mouths when they break for air.

“AHhhh~! Ei! Too much! Hurry! Please!” Bakugou croaks, clinging to Todoroki’s half-opened shit as the only thing keeping him from collapsing onto the bed.

“Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fu-Ah~! KAt!” Kirishima all but roars as he buries himself to the hilt and surges forward to bite into already prettily scarred shoulders, cumming hard into his whimpering blonde.

Bakugou practically sobs as his vision whites out at the feeling of being filled and cums across his stomach and bedsheets, some even managing to make it onto Todoroki’s pants as he collapses into the taller, panting boy.

Moments later, Bakugou starts to come back to himself when he feels a cool hand wiping the tears from his cheeks. “Still with us?” A soft monotone hums.

Bakugou whimpers, but nods an affirmative, moving the cold hand to just cover his face and help bring him back. “Stelin yer boifrnd, Dku.” He mumbles into the palm. (Stealing your boyfriend, Deku.)

“How does he have any sass left in him?” Midoriya scoffs at Kirishima.

“He just had the brilliant idea to swap your cum into Todobro’s mouth, nothing surprises me with him anymore.” Kirishima laughs, pulling out slowly and cooing at the whimper it causes. “Shh, you’re alright, Bakubabe.”

“Twu empty (Too empty),” Bakugou complains.

“Aren’t you sensitive though, baby?” Kirishima chuckles fondly, reaching over to play with blonde locks.

“Streshed. Wanna ve full. (Stressed. Wanna be full.)”

“Hmmm, what do you think Midobro? Able to fill him while I catch my breath?”

Midoriya glances down at his spit-covered half-chub, and strokes it experimentally, wincing a bit in over sensitivity but nodding. “Could use some help but probably?”

“If he’s okay with it, I might be able to help?” Todoroki offers, pulling his hand away from the blonde enough to see his face. “What do you think?”

Bakugou grumbles in annoyance when the cool hand leaves his face, but considers for a moment before nodding. “You saw the book too so you know what not to do.”

“I’ll make sure not to.” Todorki agrees before manhandling Bakugou into the position he wants so the other two have a full view of the blonde’s leaking hole. This also incidentally leaves Bakugou’s face forced into split-colored pubes and a dick comparable to Eijirou’s in length and thicker next to his face. “You can ignore it if you want. I’ll just use Izu later assuming he has the energy.”

Bakugou is grateful for the lack of pressure and hums in appreciation. “No wonder the nerd is so cock stupid.”

Todoroki chuckles before reaching down and spreading the blonde’s cheeks open to reveal his hole further, some of Eijirou’s cum dribbling out at the action.

The other groan at the sight, Izuku already stroking a little faster now after retrieving the lube once more.

“Shit .” He cursed as Todoroki scooped that lube back up, and used it to start fingering the blonde’s ass himself, making sure to scissor him open nice and wide so the other two could get a good view and to occasionally move his own hips so Bakugou couldn’t use them to hide his desperate whines.

“Come on, Bakugou. If you continue doing that, they won’t be able to hear your pretty sounds.” Todoroki hums, smirking slightly when this gets a moan from the blonde.

“So long.” Bakugou mumbles, thrusting his hips back to meet the heterochromatic boy’s fingers.

“So Izuku says.” Todoroki nods, demonstrating by wiggling them deeper until he finds the spot that makes Bakugou cry out and continues to rub the bundle of nerves, drawing more and more whines and moans from once again desperate blonde.

“Ah, fuck, Icy-Hot! Fuck! Too much! Too much! Ahh~! Ple-” He almost manages to drag a plead out of the blonde, but Bakugou catches himself and decides to busy his mouth by dropping it as far onto Todoroki’s cock as it will go, not caring when the other instinctively bucks into his mouth and he gags a little.

“Shit. That desperate to not beg for it, huh?” Todoroki hisses out as he tries to keep his hips still. “I thought your quirk was in your hands, why is your mouth so hot?” He’s failing.

Luckily, Bakugou is much more prepared this time as he relaxes his throat and lets the other work into his mouth little by little, still abusing his oversensitive prostate all the while and making him moan.

Midoriya, meanwhile, is back at full hardness. Oversensitive, sure, but nothing Todoroki hasn’t put him through before. He crawls over to where his boyfriend is knuckle-deep in his rival’s ass and lines the head of his cock up alongside the fingers. He groans low as he slides in next to them and his boyfriend curses from the blonde crying out around his dick.

“Shit, Izu. You’re gonna break the poor boy.” Todoroki hisses out as Bakugou starts trembling in sensitivity.

“Good,” Midoriya smirks, and Bakugou moans again, knowing he’s about to be ruined. “Move your fingers, Sho. I’m going to use 1%.”

Bakugou whines around Todoroki’s cock as he does as he’s told and Izuku bottoms out. Both let him adjust to being so stuffed on both sides as Todoroki finally helps work him down to bury his nose in his pube before they even think of starting.

“Are you okay with me fucking your mouth, or do you just want to cock warm?” Todoroki asks.

Bakugou hums, thinking before holding up one finger for the first option.

“Shit, Kacchan. Just how much did you overwork yourself.” Midoriya wonders aloud.

The blonde’s only response is to flip him off which gives Deku all the incentive he needs to power up and pull all the way back out before slamming back in, and making the other all but scream around his boyfriend’s cock.

Todoroki grips blonde hair harshly in response before following his boyfriend’s lead in roughly fucking the blonde’s throat.

Tears prick at Bakugou’s eyes once more as he works on breathing through his nose, but it’s difficult when the air is being knocked out of him from behind, and Izuku is using those godforsaken observation skills of his to find his prostate almost immediately and nail it almost every time.

He lets out another choked cry when wet heat closes around his cock, and he realizes Kirishima is laying under him and letting his cock be fucked into his mouth with just enough grip to be too much, but not nearly enough to bring him near the edge.

Bakugou rests his arms around Todoroki’s waist for some form of stability as he’s used from every direction, and he thinks he might lose his mind and he cries in overstimulation.

At some point, his mind begins to feel like cotton and he goes into autopilot, throat completely relaxing and ass clenching around each pass as the perfect little cock sleeve even as he claws at Todoroki’s back.

Eventually, he cums into Kirishima’s mouth, making the redhead moan before he’s being dragged out by Midoriya who pulls him up into a sloppy kiss, licking into his sharped toothed mouth to get a taste of his childhood friend.

“Fuuuck~” Midoriya groans, lighting pattern around his body growing unnoticeably brighter as he slips into 2% and Bakugou’s fucked out noises turn into sobs of pleasure.

The added stimulation is what has Todoroki cumming hard down Bakugou’s throat minutes later, and he groans in a mixture of arousal and over sensitivity as the blonde swallows it all with a moan. He rests, slummed against the chair for a moment to catch his breath before he carefully attempts to remove Bakugou from his softening length, only to be met with protests. He’s confused by this until he looks down and sees the unfocused look in the tear-filled eyes staring up at him and realizes the blonde might be in subspace.

‘Oh.’ Todoroki thinks as he pets through blonde locks instead. “Do you want to cock warm until they’re done?” He whispers.

It takes Bakugou a moment and Todoroki opens his mouth to repeat the question, but before he does he gets a small happy hum between his other desperate noises and bobs his head in a nod.

Todoroki winces at the continued stimulation, but damn him if he isn’t weak for a happy sub. “Okay, you can stay.” He hums, continuing to pet the blonde’s hair.

Bakugou eventually gives another happy hum when Todoroki’s words finally process before letting his throat relax once more as the greenette continues to use his ass.

“I think he went under,” Todoroki informs the other two who were still fiercely making out while Midoriya pounded into the blonde.

Kirishima perks at this, pulling away from Midobro to crawl over and see Kat’s fucked out and relaxed face. “Aw, baby.” Kirishima smiles, doing his best to kiss the blonde’s forehead with Todoroki’s stomach acting as an obstacle. “Yeah, he’s going to need a lot of cuddles.”

“KaA-Kacchan’s under?” Midoriya pants, nearing the edge.

“He whined when I tried to take him off my cock. Is he usually like this?”

“Yeah, he’ll probably want plugged until he comes back if that’s okay with you?” Kirishima smiles fondly, carding his fingers through the side of Bakugou’s hair.

“Plugged?” Midoriya squeaks before groaning. “Shit! AAAaaaH~!” He all but roars as he buries himself to the hilt and cums hard inside his rival.

Kirishima takes that as a yes, going to the closet and coming back barely a minute later with a sizeable plug, lubing it up. “I’ll take that as a yes?”

“Ye-yeah.” Midoriya pants.

“Do you want plugged, baby?” Kirishima coos to Bakugou.

It takes a moment for the question to process but the blonde whines, nodding as best he can with cock in his mouth.

Kirishima chuckles, shuffling behind him as Midoriya pulls out, slipping the lubed-up plug in the sloppy hole before much can escape. “There you go, baby.”

Bakugou whines, wiggling his ass a little and realizing it’s the one with the long, fluffy tail he can cuddle and play with and he hums happily.

Todoroki hisses again before looking to Kirishima for help. “Can I take him off now?”

There’s another whine, but Kirishima nods. “I’m honestly surprised he even wanted to do that since he hates being gagged in any way. Probably best to not still be in his throat when he starts coming to though.”

“The slime incident?” Midoriya asks from where he’s collapsed on the pillows, catching his breath.

“Yup.” Kirishima nods.

Todoroki looks confused for only a second before he remembers a note in the book from bondage and his eyes widen in internal panic that he may have messed up somehow.

Izuku notices immediately by the way the heterochromatic boy stiffens. “I heard you give him and out and he chose to do that. Kirishima probably just means it’s best not to be like that when he’s still kind of out of it in case it triggers something. If you still feel bad you can apologize when he comes back to himself, but you freaking out will only make it worse for him.”

Kirishima frowns before understanding. “Oh! Yeah, Todobro. I was just referring to the weird between states. He should be totally okay, but if it will make you feel better to apologize, I’m sure he’ll appreciate that extra respect for his boundaries. Even out of it, you wouldn’t have been able to make him do anything he didn’t want to. We’d be treating burn injuries right now if you tried.”

Their reassurance did help him at least not panic, but he was still frowning. “I-...I think I’ll do that. I would like my friend to trust me.”

“Whatever works for you.” Kirishima grins. “But he also wouldn’t have invited near the bed if he didn’t have some level of trust for you already so I’m sure you’re fine.”

Todoroki nods before petting blonde locks until the stubborn suction around his cock releases and he can pull the blonde off of him.

Bakugou whines but quickly curls up in Kirishima’s lap when pulled into a hug.

Todoroki and Midoriya look at each other, trying to figure out what to do before seeming to reach a conclusion as Midoriya takes off his shirt and Todoroki melts some ice to make the shirt into a sort of damp washcloth. They hand it to Kirishima who blinks in awe before giving the other two a big grin.

“Well, that’s handy.” He chuckles, beginning to wipe Bakugou down some so he’s not grossed out and annoyed when he comes back down.

“Clean up is so freaking easy when your boyfriend can just make water.” Midoriya laughs. “Do you want me to just pick him up and carry him to to the bath?”

“Not yet.” Kirishima shakes his head. “He’s just gonna want cuddles right now… Todoroki if you want to bring your warm side over here and just talk about anything, I know he said your voice was soothing.”

Todoroki hesitates, still feeling guilty, but decides to trust the blonde’s boyfriend and does as he’s told, helping Kirishima rearrange them so Bakugou can be curled into the human heater, the warm hand resting on what is sure to be a sore back later.

Eventually, Midoriya slinks over as well and they form a little cuddle pile around the blonde, whispering, and cooing to get happy noises out of him. After about half an hour, clarity begins to return to red eyes, and the blonde yawns.

“Wha habend? (What happened?)” Bakugou slurs, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

“You dipped into subspace, baby.” Kirishima whispers, still petting blonde locks. “Feel better?”

“Mhmm.” Bakugou hums, curling further into the muscled space heater next to him. “Thang you.”

“Any time, baby.” Kirishima kisses his cheek.

“Should I now?” Todoroki whispers awkwardly.

“If you want?” Kirishima nods.

The dual-haired boy nods. “Bakugou?”

“Mhmm?”

“Sorry about the cockwarming thing. I know your book said you don’t like gagged and you were out of it, and I know you did it ourself, but-”

“You’ve been dating Deku too long.” Bakugou cuts him off yawning. “Stop rambling. It’ okay. You gave me the option not to, and I chose to...Thank you though, but stop panicking.”

Todoroki blinks, ignoring Izuku’s offended huff but gives a small smile. “If you’re sure.”

“Positive. Now shush. More human heating pad.”

“Is that all I am to people?”

“Yup.” Bakugou and Izuku quip in unison, Izuku bursting out laughing as his boyfriend pouts.

“Brats. The both of you.” Kirishima laughs, kissing his boyfriend again before kicking the soiled blanket away and pulling away long enough to reach under the bed for a clean one. “Come on, I don’t think he’s going to stay awake long enough to clean him right now. Naptime.”

With that, they all arranged themselves so Bakugou had contact with everyone and drifted to sleep, all thoroughly fucked out, but more than willing to try that again.

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nogitsune-the · 3 years

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Kinktober masterlist

Thigh fucking, Tamaki x gender-nutural!reader

Tit fucking Bakugo x afab!reader

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Quirk play , Telekinetic link Dabi x afab!reader

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Gloryholes | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

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Kinktober masterlist.

This is another Kinktober fic that was supposed to be non-con but ended up soft as fuck. I am down so bad for this man I just can’t help myself-

Summary: Sick of his constant angry outbursts damaging his hero ranking, Dynamight’s PR team insist he attends one of the city’s “hush hush” clubs to try and blow off some steam. Bakugou thinks he has absolutely no interest being there, until he wants to find out who is on the other side of the wall.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, glory holes, spanking, marking (burns), squirting, slight mention of belly bulge.

Word Count: 4.5k.

Bakugou did not want to be here, shocked that these private institutions even existed for Pro-Heroes. Sure, he realised sometimes they could be a necessity, having learned all about them in his training as a young sidekick. Just last month Kirishima had to be taken into one of the quirk rooms when he got hit with a nasty sex pollen quirk by a villain he was apprehending. The woman saving his life as she gave the hero Red Riot relief, but this? This was ridiculous.

Dynamight had far better things to do than this complete waste of his time, did his PR team really think he couldn’t get laid? He could go out and have any woman on their knees in an hour tops, but he had better things to do. His PR team insisting that another scandalous headline with leaked pictures on Twitter wouldn’t be good for his hero rankings, another Dynamight one-night stand already ready and willing to sell her stories to the tabloids. But why should he care? He was still going out and saving lives on a daily basis, the media talking about his dick wouldn’t change that.

Bakugou’s PR team booked him in for a session at one of the most prestigious clubs in the city, a place where Pro-Heroes could blow off some steam without any dirty laundry aired in public, the workers were discreet which meant the club had the price tag to reflect it.

Of course, his immediate answer was no. Until Kirishima had convinced him to try it out once.

“Just one time, Bakubro. If you hate it you don’t have to go again. But I know you won’t— there’s this one girl that’s so fucking hot man. She can make you cum in under a minute.”

“Pretty sure that’s your shitty fuckin’ stamina, and how do you even know she’s hot if you haven’t seen her.”

“I— look man, I can’t explain it but she just sounds hot.”

“Tch, whatever.”

This had to be the most ridiculous thing he’d done as a Pro-Hero, stood in a fancy bar with a bottle of beer as a deep bass tone played in the background. Waiting to be escorted into their room for the evening as he checked his watch, the quicker he could get in and out the quicker he could go home. Necking back his bottle of beer as they were called for their room.

You could hear laughing on the other side of the wall as you lay spread and exposed through the hole, listening intently as the Pro-Heroes chose which hole they were going to take. Trying to slip into the same headspace you liked to frequent whenever you started your shift, trying to push what you were about to do to the back of your mind and remind yourself of the hefty paycheck that waited for you at the end of the night. You were slowly paying off all your debts and truthfully, some nights weren’t even that bad. When you had your favourite clients in it sometimes felt as though you shouldn’t be getting paid for this, enjoying yourself so much that it no longer felt like a job. But other nights were hell and you ended up crying as you cleaned yourself off in the back rooms before going home. Your friends trying to remind you that it was just a job.

“Aw man, come on Denks. Didn’t you get her last time?” A man groaned as you heard them playfully banter.

“No, you almost tore her apart with that thing remember?” The man replied, instantly exposing the voices to be Chargebolt and Red Riot. You remembered your friend saying she felt like he’d split her in two as his thick cock slipped inside her tight hole. Worried for her safety but she insisted he was now her favourite client, you couldn’t deny you were curious but the thought terrified you. Hoping the red-headed Pro wouldn’t make it to your hole, your safety more important to you than morbid curiosity.

A gasp left your lips as warm palms brushed along your thighs, stretched out and ready for him as the upper half of your body was hidden behind the black wall. Unsure whether you preferred days where you had your lower half exposed or the days when you had Pro-Heroes slipping their cocks inside the holes for you to suck. Sometimes lucky enough to catch a glimpse at the Heroes that you were servicing through the small openings. You’d even learned to recognise men by their dicks, often excited when certain Heroes would come in because you knew you would be able to get them off quick.

You heard grunts of pleasure from the other side of the partition as the men had obviously begun their session, expecting the Pro-Hero that chose you to quickly follow as you braced yourself.

A squeak leaving your lips as you were caught completely off guard by his next movements. His hands smoothing along your inner legs to the apex of your thighs. Thumbs spreading your labia as even through the wall you could feel him staring at your bare cunt. You felt warm fingers graze along your exposed folds, sticky lube coated their digits as you felt well and truly exposed. Almost as though you could see his eyes staring at you, the same slight touch that had caught you off guard.

No Pro-Heroes that were brought into the club were ever interested in pleasing you. The calloused pads pressing down on your clit as you eased your hips into his touch, the tense muscles in your thighs relaxing as you felt pleasure beginning to form inside you. He was so gentle compared to the other Heroes that frequented the establishment. So used to having men pushing their lengths inside your depths without notice, using your body for their own needs. The excessive amount of lube there to help soothe the ache when they plunged inside you without notice, to try and quell the burn inside you as they used your body as they pleased.

“F-fuck.” You spluttered, feeling your face heat up when you realised you’d spoken out loud. The rules of the glory hole were that you were to keep silent, speak only if spoken to. The clientele didn’t want their transgressions spreading like wildfire, and you were just here to be used.

“Tch, you like that?” The voice on the other side of the wall spoke and you felt your cunt clench around nothing, his fingers still pressing tight circles against your puffy clit.

“Yeah.” You whined, already breaking one of the first rules about the club. You weren’t allowed to talk to the clients, but rarely did any of the Pro-Heroes that frequented this establishment ever care about whether you felt good. Simply seeing you as a means to an end, paying their exorbitant fee and then leaving. You already felt your cunt beginning to drool with your slick and mingle with the lube that you’d slathered on before climbing into position.

“Yeah?” He mimicked, sliding his fingers lower to prod against your tight entrance, feeling your walls fluttering as they desperately tried to pull him inside, “Barely even fuckin’ touched you.”

The tips of his fingers caught against your hole as you tried to roll your hips to push him inside, your body trembling as you felt the heat begin to rise inside you.

“What’s your name?” The voice persisted and you paused, biting down on your bottom lip as you tried to work out how to answer. You weren’t even supposed to be talking to him, never mind telling him your name.

“We’re not supposed to talk—” You whispered but he was quick to cut you off.

“I don’t give a fuck what you’re supposed to do, Princess.” He goaded, adding a second finger to your slick heat as a grunt left his lips.

You mumbled your name in response and he repeated it through the drywall, the sultry sound of it had your entrance fluttering around nothing as he grazed the hole with his digits.

“Are you as pretty as your name, I wonder?” It wasn’t even a compliment, not really, but the words had your cheeks scorching with heat as he continued to pay attention to your naked sex.

“How are you so tight?” He groaned as the tip of his fingers pressed inside you, curling them to focus against the spongy spot inside you as he languidly began pumping in and out of your heat. Absolutely no sense of urgency in his movements as he watched the way your body reacted to his touch.

“What about you?” You mumbled, confused as to why he wasn’t getting himself off after paying so much to be here.

“I thought we weren’t supposed to be talkin’,” You could hear the teasing tone to his voice as he pushed his fingers as deep inside you as they would go, scissoring them as he pulled a surprised whine from your lips, “Well, what about me, Princess?”

You were certain you recognised the voice but you couldn’t quite place it, the gravely undertone sending gentle shockwaves directly to your clit.

“Don’t you want to get yourself off?” You whispered, your chest heaving as you felt his thumb graze your swollen clit, already feeling yourself edging closer to your release.

“Who says I’m not?” He probed as he continued swirling gentle circles against your clit, your inner walls pulsing around his digits.

You wondered whether he was touching himself on the other side of the wall, suddenly jealous of his hand as you imagined his thick fingers wrapped around his cock. Trying to picture it in your mind as he worked your body with precision, or maybe he meant that this alone was enough to satisfy him, but it couldn’t be that. This was the first time you’d ever had someone looking to satisfy your needs.

“Aren’t I the paying customer?” He continued, his fingers inside you speeding up as he moved to press them against your soft walls with each roll of his wrist, “Aren’t you supposed to do whatever I say?”

“Yes,” You cried out, your hips rolling into his touch as you eagerly tried to grind your clit against his thumb, feeling the coil inside you so close to snapping.

“Then cum for me.” He commanded simply, the tone to his voice had such an air of dominance over it that you found yourself complying. Your body began to shake as you felt your orgasm flow through you, your toes curling as he continued pumping his fingers in and out of you to prolong the sensation.

“Fuck,” He snarled on the other side of the wall as you came undone, making you wonder whether he was shamelessly staring at his fingers buried deep inside your walls. Making your body heat up at the thought of him staring at you so unabashedly without you knowing, “Good girl.”

You keened at his praise as he continued swiping slow, gentle circles against your clit. Feeling your body writhe beneath him as you rode out your release, chest heaving as you felt him slowly pull his hand back. Hearing the familiar jingle of his belt buckle on the other side of the wall, fingers tearing the foil packet of a condom as a formal requirement inside the glory hole as he lay the heavy weight of his cock against your pelvis.

He was big. He had to be from the sheer mass that was now resting between your thighs. Feeling the tip almost graze your belly button as you imagined just how deep he would be inside of you. Your cunt clenching in anticipation as he began to stroke the fat tip of his cock between your messy folds. Feeling them part for him as he nudged against your sensitive clit, making you cry out for him as he repeated the motion.

“So messy;” He mumbled, dragging his cock along your folds as the head caught against your entrance, shifting your hips to try and get him inside you. Annoyed that your thighs were bound against the wall so you couldn’t wrap them around his waist to trap him, “You’re drenched.”

That’s how you knew he was looking at you, imagining his intense gaze as he continued to tease your slit, coating himself with your creamy slick as he tapped the tip against your puffy clit. Your entrance still pulsing from your climax as he finally pushed himself against it, groaning when he felt himself slip past the first ring of muscle. A saccharine smell of burnt caramel lingered in the air as you felt the black dividing wall shake as he slammed an open palm against it with a grunt, the sweetness mingling with a smoky musk as your eyes widened in realisation.

There was only one man you knew with a quirk like that, you’d spent more than enough time searching his name over social media to know it. But you’d never known the explosive man to frequent establishments like this, judging by his socials he had no hardship finding sexual partners.

So why would he be here?

“Fuck, quit your clenchin’” He grunted on the other side of the wall as you flushed, focusing back on the man as you realised your cunt had been squeezing his cock like a vice at the realisation, “You want me to cum quick or somethin’?”

“No,” You whined, feeling as though someone had poured freezing cold water on top of you as he snapped his hips. Finally burying himself inside you to the hilt.

You’d never felt so full. His trimmed pubes tickling your clit as his balls rested snugly against the curve of your ass, your legs quivering as you heard the sharp intake of breath he made on the other side of the wall.

“Shit, look at you.” He groaned, bringing his thumb and index finger down to spread your lower lips so he could see his cock buried deep inside you, “Wish you could see what I can see, Princess.”

You did too, wanting to see the Pro-Hero on the other side of the wall so you could finally confirm your suspicions. If it was the explosive blond you knew he would be a marvellous sight to behold. Wishing you could run your hands along his chest and leave pretty red nail marks along his back.

“I wish I could see on the other side too,” You felt your cheeks heat at the implication. He wanted to see what you looked like, the words causing a ruffle of butterflies to erupt in your chest as you felt his warm hands begin to run along your thighs again as he started a soft pace.

Each forward thrust of his hips had you jolting inside the wall, your breasts bouncing inside your black bra as the tip of his cock hit deep inside your cunt. The engorged tip kissing your cervix as he began to increase his pace, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against your skin filled the room as it mingled with the noises coming from the other Pro-Heroes who were at the other walls.

“So noisy,” Bakugou smirked smugly as he heard the crude sound of your slick walls squelching around his cock, leaving creamy rings of your slick around the base of his cock and his blond pubes as he fucked into you, “You always get this wet for the Pro’s fuckin’ you?”

“No,” You answered honestly, you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this way. Possibly the occasions that Pro-Hero Grand would visit, his quirk giving him away in an instant as he sent so many vibrations through your core that you couldn’t feel your legs afterwards. Your cunt completely numb from the pleasure as he always bid you farewell with a kiss to your clit.

“No?” You could hear the exulting tone to his voice as he kept his consistent pace, “This is all for me, hah?”

You could already feel another climax swiftly approaching, your cunt gripping him like a vice as your toes began to curl. A motion that didn’t go unnoticed by the blond as he began to focus his motions directly towards the spongy spot inside you, bending his knees to change the angle as the forking veins of his cock caught against you with each movement.

“Fuck,” He snarled, “Gonna cum for me again already?”

“Yes,” You hissed, jolting when you felt him press his calloused thumb to your clit as he began to torture it, flicking it side to side in a frantic motion as you writhed beneath him. Your bound lower half keeping you in place as you came with a squeal, your cunt gushing all over his crotch as you squirted.

“Oh fuck yes— that’s it, baby.” He continued taunting your clit as he watched the clear liquid escape your slit and soak his slacks, continuing to piston his cock in and out of you as he prolonged your climax, “Make a fuckin’ mess on my cock.”

You pressed your hands against the wall, unable to stop him from torturing your clit as your body thrashed on the other side. Your cries turning to screams as he continued his assault, pressing it side to side as he continued to languidly pump his cock inside your clenching walls. Throwing his head back in pleasure as sweat began to head against his temples, blond hairs sticking to his skin as his eyes rolled back.

“S’too much, please.” You whined through the barrier, trying to get him to grant you a moment's respite as your body trembled. Finally giving you a second to recover as he pulled his thumb away from your throbbing clit.

“You’re so fuckin’ good,” Each word was met with a sharp thrust of his hips, a deliberate action to pull more sweet sounds from between your lips.

A harsh smack to your ass caught you off guard as the noise sounded in the room, your cunt clenching around him at the motion as your skin began to prickle, another gasp leaving your lips when he repeated the action against the other cheek.

You felt elated at his praise, your heart pounding against your rib cage at his words as he continued his long, slow thrusts. Each forward motion had the full length of his cock buried inside your depths.

“Can ya feel that?” He murmured, pressing his palm against your pelvis as he pushed down on the slight bulge his cock was making inside your walls, “‘m so deep inside your little pussy.”

Bakugou kept his palm there as he continued thrusting in and out of your tight heat, feeling the way you reacted to his touch, “Such a good girl for me.”

Bakugou smirked at the way your walls clenched around him whenever he praised you, laying his forearm against the wall as he pressed his sweaty forehead against it. Trying to calm his body down to stop himself from cumming too soon, the other Pro’s that had shared the room with him were now dressed and gone as he stayed firmly buried inside you. Not wanting this to be over so soon.

“Please,” You mumbled on the other side of the wall, your voice so quiet he wasn’t sure he’d heard it at first, feeling his cock throb at your desperate tone, “I need it—“

“Good lord,” He snarled, moving his hands to the fat of your thighs, fingers dipping into the flesh as he squeezed hard for leverage. Pulling his hips back so only the tip of his cock stayed buried inside you before pushing forward, bottoming out inside you with one sharp thrust.

A motion that almost knocked the wind out of you as you let out a silent moan, lips parted in pleasure as he began a frantic pace. Tears began to cling to your mascara’d lashes as the sound of skin against skin filled the room, the barrier shaking with how hard he was pounding your cunt.

“You think this flimsy fuckin’ wall is gonna separate us?” Bakugou scoffed as he continued fucking into your tight cunt, feeling your walls spasm around his cock at his words. The suggestion that his brute strength could bring the partition down so you could see him, feel him.

“Shit,” He barked, his pace becoming sloppy as his cock began to twitch inside you, “‘m gonna fuckin’ cum.”

It was at that moment you wished it wasn’t a requirement to wear condoms, wanting to feel him paint your walls white with his release, to feel him fill you to the brim with his essence as it mingled with your own. His hips stuttering as he found himself coming undone, his grip on your thighs tightening as he came inside the condom. Giving a few more languid thrusts into your slick cunt as he slowly pulled out. Your thighs ached as you felt a scorching sensation against your skin, it shouldn’t have made your cunt throb but it did. A pain that swiftly morphed into pleasure as you cried out, arching your back as you felt the warmth spread along your thighs.

A muted ‘shit’ sounded from the other side of the wall as he noticed what he had done, he’d marked you.

“You okay?” He rasped, so gentle compared to his previous actions.

“Y-yeah,” You mumbled back, spent after what was probably the best sex of your life, “Thank you.”

“Tch, I think I’m the one that should be thankin’ you, Princess.” You felt his lips press gentle kisses against the darkened marks he’d left against your thighs, mumbling the softest ‘sorry’ against the skin as you wished you could reach out to touch him.

You wanted to speak to him more, to share his presence a few moments longer but you heard the door open on the other side. A noise signalling the end of his appointment in the private room, feet shuffling as you listened to his footsteps as he left.

When you got back into the changing rooms on wobbly legs you knew you were in trouble, the glare your boss was giving you enough to knock someone dead as you stood in a simple black robe.

“What have I told you about not letting the clients leave marks? I won’t be able to work you in any of the lower holes until you get rid of it, and you know they pay more. I’m going to have to put you on the small holes.”

You groaned internally at that, the holes where patrons paid to have their dicks sucked didn’t pay nearly as much as the lower body holes. Your bills already piling up as you felt the skin on your thighs tingling from the marks that Bakugou had left. You should’ve felt more upset but how could you when you’d just had sex with the Dynamight. Of course, you hadn’t seen his face but you knew it had to be him.

“—and you should know better, I have half a mind to dock your pay for tonight for your sheer stupidity.”

A knock at the door broke your boss from his rant as you were met with the piercing vermilion gaze of Dynamight. Your stomach doing backflips as you stood in his presence, the person you wanted to lay your eyes on all this time now standing in front of you. You couldn’t help but stare, the suit he wore clinching him in all the right places, his tie loose and hanging around his neck.

You were right, it was him-

“Sorry, Mr Dynamight, sir. This area is strictly for employees only. I can show you to our VIP lounge—”

Bakugou ignored your boss completely as he reached into his pocket, pulling a wad of cash from his wallet, "I’ll pay for however much her next week's shifts woulda been."

Your boss’ eyes widened at the wad of cash the Pro-Hero was holding out to him as though it was the daily newspaper. Quickly taking the notes out of his hand as he began to thank him, incessantly talking at the blond who didn’t pay him any mind, his gaze still completely focused on you.

“What are you doing now?”

“She has another client booked, but I can show you another one of our girls—“

Moving to pull more money out as he thrust it in your boss’ face, “She’s done for the night.”

“I’m sorry, Mr Dynamight, sir. That isn’t a service we offer here-”

Bakugou’s nostrils flared as he pulled out another wad of cash, thrusting it into your boss’ face as he accepted it with a greedy smirk.

“Have a good evening, Mr Dynamight.” He smirked as he tried to push you out of the changing room, still clad in just a robe without your shoes.

Bakugou growled as he told him to get out, your boss obeying in an instant as you were left alone in the room. Suddenly feeling extremely self-conscious as you began to busy yourself to leave, grabbing your clothes from your locker as you slipped your panties up your thighs.

“Why did you do that for me?” You mumbled, unable to look him in the eyes now as you faced the wall, “It was so much money.”

“It was my fault I ruined your income.” He shrugged as though it was nothing, “I’ve never lost my shit like that before,” his eyes drifting down to the distinct marks against your legs. “You should put something on those—”

“I’ll be okay,” You’d most definitely had worse, “You didn’t have to do that though, I could’ve made it work.”

He let out a low ‘Tch’ as you continued grabbing your clothes to change.

“What are you gonna do the rest of the night then?”

“I dunno— maybe get ramen.”

“Okay, let’s go.” You raised a brow as you turned to look at him, dropping your robe as his eyes stayed focused on your face. Somehow the action making you want him more as you slipped your shirt over your head.

“You’re going to come with me to get ramen?” You laughed slightly as you moved to pull your jeans on, his face morphing into a scowl as you pulled the denim up your thighs.

“What’s so fuckin’ funny?” He glared at you.

“I just didn’t think you’d wanna go and get 500¥ ramen with me at-“ You picked up your cell phone to check the time, “1.30am.”

“I can make you way better food than the shit they make in those places anyway,” He scoffed, “And you won’t die of food poisoning.”

“Oh yeah?” You smiled, picking up your bag as you eased it onto your shoulder.

“Come home with me.” The way he worded it was more of an order, but you could hear the questioning tone to his voice as he waited for your reaction.

“What?” This was insane, going to get ramen at a seedy all-night restaurant was one thing, but there was no way a Pro-Hero wanted to see you outside work in his own home, never mind the number two Hero Dynamight.

“You heard me. Come home with me.” His palm came forward to cup your cheek, turning your head to face him as his intense gaze met yours. “I’ll make you ramen, but after I want to actually see your face when I split you apart on my cock.”

#Bakugou x reader #Bakugou Katsuki x reader #Katsuki Bakugou x reader #Bakugou smut #Bakugou Katsuki smut #Katsuki Bakugou smut #Bnha x reader #Bnha smut #mha x reader #mha smut #kinktober 2021 #kinktober

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Hi hotties! I joined Tumblr back in January 2021 so this will be my first ever Kinktober event! I'm welcoming everyone to come and enjoy my first ever Playboy Kinktober. I wasn't sure if I actually wanted to take part since it seems very difficult, and I commend everyone who has done this event in the past. But it seemed too fun to miss out on taking part. I'll be updating links as the days go on. I'll be doing a different fandom for the first three weeks, everything after that I'm freestyling. I hope you enjoy the ride! (All works will involve f!Reader)

p.s. everything will be tagged accordingly, please be mindful when reading the content as you are responsible for your own safety, if there's something that may trigger you do not read it.

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𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Jean Kirstein

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 | Zeke Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 | Eren Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 - 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 | Reiner Braun

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 - 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Zeke Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐄𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Eren Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞 | Porco Galliard

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞 | Toji Fushiguro

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 - 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Ryomen Sukuna

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐍 - 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Kento Nanami

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐇𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦 | Satoru Gojo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄 - 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 + 𝐆𝐮𝐧 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Megumi Fushiguro

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Yuuji Itadori & Satoru Gojo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐧 | Kento Nanami

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Katsuki Bakugo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐬 | Tomura Shigaraki

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Dabi

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Hawks

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 - 𝐁𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | Shota Aizawa

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 - 𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 + 𝐁𝐮𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐤𝐞 | Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi & Twice

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 | Overhaul

𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 - 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - 𝐕𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦 | Kento Nanami

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞 ��𝐬𝐞 | Toji Fushiguro

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 - 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 | Satoru Gojo

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 - 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 | Zeke Yeager & Reiner Braun

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 - 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐱 | Reiner Braun -

(@cyancherub’s wheel of misfortune collab)

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐂𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Dabi & Hawks

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐆 + 𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤 | Toji Fushiguro

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 - 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Twice

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 - 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Zeke Yeager

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 | Toji Fushiguro

Thank you to everyone who interacts with this! I wanted to add here that this was a really stressful time for me, I did my best to write everything in advance for you all so that I wasn't missing days and falling behind. This is part of the reason I've been on hiatus with a lot of things! (I'm hoping to be back to regular writing by mid November since I'd like a break). I've been stressed, angry, upset, a lot of tears have been shed because this was a lot of pressure for me! I wanted to do my best to make it perfect since it's my first Kinktober and felt a certain pressure of not wanting to let anyone down.

That being said, I have been on emotional rollercoaster to write 31 days worth of stories. They're all varying length, but not a single one is under 1.3k words. I'm sure you can imagine how taxing that is! I've done this for free of my own accord. I did it for me, because I wanted to, but I also did it for you guys!

So with that, please be kind. If there's something you don't like, ignore it. I did my very best and I hope you all appreciate it as much as I appreciate everyone who follows me and the support I receive. Thank you, lots of love. Luxe x

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vampyrsutton · 1 year

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Shinsou X Kami X Monoma~Double Penetration

Summary:

Monoma reads about hypnosis triggers and asks Shinsou to give him some. Somehow all of them forget they have a classmate whose quirk relies on sugar when picking trigger words.

Ao3 Tags:

Double Penetration in Two Holes, Kinktober, Kinktober 2021, Double Penetration in One Hole, Hypnotism, Consensual Mind Control, hypnosis triggers, a lot of cum, Deepthroating, Face-Fucking, Sex Toys, Quirk Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Inappropriate Quirk Use, Quirk Kink (My Hero Academia), E-stim, electric stim, Threesome - M/M/M, Kaminari Denki Has ADHD

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Thank Horikoshi for a world where it's a bit easier to ignore human limits 🙏

“You sure you want to try this, Mon?” Shinsou asks for what has to be the millionth time.

Monoma just cocks an eyebrow, looking to Kaminari in question. “Was he like this with you, too?”

“Isolation does shit to you, man.” Denki just shrugs from where he’s playing on his phone.

‘Don’t I know it.’ Monoma sighs, looking back up at the purple-haired insomniac. “Yes, Shin. I’m sure.”

Shinsou sighs, deciding to stop beating around the bush. “Okay...Are you su-”

“Oh for fucks sake y-” Monoma’s mind clouds with static as he stares blankly into space.

“Good boy,” Shinsou smirks. “Now we just gotta program those triggers he wanted.” He hums as Kami shows him the list on his phone. “I’m surprised he actually wants one for chilling out.”

“Babe, that’s the one you put for your free space.” Denki laughs at his sleepy boyfriend. “Remember when you were half asleep last night?”

“Oh yeah. I’m just getting tired of having to be the one to reign in Bakugou whenever Kirishima is with Fat Gum.” Shinsou chuckles, taking the phone to look at the list better. “I think I know which one is your free spot.”

“The cooking one yeah. He makes really good ramen from scratch.” Denki hums as he now plays with a loose thread on his shirt.

Shinsou’s head snaps up as he blinks. “I thought it was the kinky one?”

Denki just smirks now. “Nope. That one was all him.”

Shinsou groans as he reads it again, already getting horny with the possibilities. “I think I know why Dad warned me against loud blondes now. You two are gonna be the death of me one of these days.”

“I can still ask Bakugou if you wanna add another~” Kaminari teases.

“I’m pretty sure Kirishima would kill me if you did. Those dating the other blondes are already suspicious enough.” Shinsou chuckles with a shrug. “Back to the triggers though. I think you should pick them since you’re the most likely to shout random words, and we don’t want to set him off without meaning to.”

Kaminari takes his phone back momentarily to type furiously. It dings a second later. I asked Kendou for a nickname to call her so she still knows to get him if we’re not around, she just doesn’t know it will also subdue him. Kenken can be his chill button.” Denki hums, handing the phone back.

Shinsou raises an eyebrow but gives the small blonde a proud smile. “Well, look who’s using their brain.”

Denki grins proudly as Shinsou programs the trigger, the lighter blonde nodding blankly. “How about Sweetie for the dirty one? No one here calls their S/O that so there shouldn’t be any accidents.”

“Sounds good.” Shinsou nods, programming it in. “Okay, next.”

They continued on until they made it through the list, adding a few small ones on the way to really only use if he got himself too worked up. Once they were done Shinsou released his quick and smirked as Monoma blinked at him in confusion.

The lighter blonde kind of looked himself over before tilting his head. “Should I feel any different?”

“Not really.” Denki is the one to answer. “You won’t unless someone uses one.”

“Hmm, okay I guess.” Monoma shrugs with a slight flush on his face as he looked away. “So...are we going to try any of them?”

The other two smirk at him wickedly.

“Nope.” Shinsou snickers. “Half the fun of that type of trigger is the anticipation.”

“Can I at least know what they are?” Monoma pouts.

Shinsou just tilts his head, smirk not leaving his face. “Nope cause the second you’re feeling bratty, you’ll goad someone into saying them.”

Monoma crosses his arms now but can’t deny it so just huffs. “Whatever. Let’s go, we’ve got joint training in like 15…” His eyes widen as he looks at his phone. “FIVE Minutes?! What the hell?”

“Calm down we’re right next to today’s training grounds.” Shinsou yawns. “I’ll just use my capture weapon to get us down there in time.”

Monoma’s eyes widen as he starts making a break for the door. “Hell no, you Spiderman wanna be! I saw you practicing with Tape Boy again and I rather liked today’s breakfast so-”

“Guava.”

Monoma freezes, unable to move. “I hate you sometimes.”

“No, you don’t.” Kaminari laughs as he pulls Monoma over to the window and their waiting boyfriend.

“I want a divorce.” Monoma huffs as he’s hoisted into Shinsou’s hold.

“At least let me put a ring on it, damn.” Shinsou deadpans, bursting out laughing at how red Monoma turns.

“Shut u-AHHHHHHH!” Monoma screams as Shinsou launches them out the window, Shinsou teasing him the entire time.

~~~

A few days go by since the triggers were added and between homework and training, the trio kind of forgets about them. It isn’t until the next Friday when they’re chilling in the Class 3-A commons that something happens to change that.

“I made treats!” Sato calls from the kitchen where he had finally managed to fight Bakugou out to let him bake. “Anyone want some?”

“Oh! What kind?” Kaminari jumps up from where he was previously draped across his boyfriends’ laps.

“Edible cookie dough! My cousin got ahold of the Sweetie recipe!” Sato grins, bringing a small paper cup out for the excited blonde.

Monoma, meanwhile, has to clamp a hand over his mouth as the reaction is immediate. As soon as he hears the word heat flashes through his system and his blood rushes south so fast he feels light-headed. He has to fight not to moan as he pants in Shinsou’s ear from where he was previously resting his head on his shoulder to watch something on the smaller blonde’s phone.

“Shin-Shinsou.” Monoma groans, trying to be quiet. “What’s happening? I feel like I’m on fire.”

Shinsou looks at him in worry before he feels something similar to when he uses his quirk and it clicks. “Shit. He said one of the words. Don’t worry, Mon, you’re okay. Just let me grab Denks and we’ll take care of you,?” He waits for Monoma’s shaky nod. “Can you walk?”

Monoma tries to push himself up, but immediately just falls limp. “How word for word did you read the list?” He whimpers quietly, trying not to alert anyone else in the room of his struggle.

“Verbatim? Wh-?” Shinsou’s eyes widen. “Please tell me you didn’t get it from one of Denki’s notebooks.”

Monoma nods helplessly. “Yeah, why?”

“Which one?” Shinsou sighs, suddenly glad Denki color codes his books so he doesn’t accidentally turn in the wrong notebook again.

“Uh, red I think?”

Shinsou sucks in a breath. “Why the hell would you grab something from there?!” He whisper-yells, cursing himself for not paying attention to what he was saying. He grabs Denki’s abandon phone to bring up the list.

When you hear ___, you will turn into a bitch in heat until you either pass out or can’t hold any more of our cum.

‘I should have listened to Dadzawa.’ Shinsou internally groans. “Why did you pick the horniest notebook? Purple or Green would have been fine, but Red is not where you go for triggers.” He hisses as he pockets Kaminari’s phone and collects the trembling Class B menace into his arms.

“I didn’t think it’d be this bad.” Monoma whines in Shinsou’s ear. “I feel like I’m going to actually go crazy if I don’t get a cock in me soon.

“For something like that, my quirk will make your body respond however it interprets it. If you had a single dominant bone in your body, even I’d probably have to bottom to get you out of this.” Shinsou sighs, signaling to a very concerned Kaminari that there’s an emergency.

“Can’t you just hypno it away again?” Monoma whimpers, trying to be sneaky about getting his hand down his pants.

“For something like this? No. It’s not really a part of the brain I’ve trained my quirk in so a reaction this strong wouldn’t just turn off.” Shinsou sighs as Kaminari catches up at the elevator.

“I got each of us a cookie dough. What happened?” Denki asks worriedly once the doors close behind them.

“Sato said one of the trigger words and we apparently both need to pay more attention,” Shinsou explains. “Remember the horny one? Well, neither of us noticed just how horny. He got it from your Red notebook.”

Kaminari’s eyes widen in horror before looking at Monoma in worry. “Oh, baby, are you okay?”

“I feel like I’m gonna die.” Monoma whimpers as he clings to Shinsou, furiously palming himself through his boxers, knowing Shinsou has him hidden from the camera. “It’s like there’s actual fire in my veins and if I don’t get a dick in me soon I might break.”

Kaminari’s face flames red as he movies closer to pet through light blonde locks. “Don’t worry we’ll take care of you, babe.” He looks up at Shinsou. “What did it say again?” His memory not the best in general.

“Front right pocket.” Shinsou sighs, lifting Monoma a little higher so Denki can fish out his phone.

Denki opens up the list and Shinsou swears he can see steam come from the blonde’s face. “This is from my breeding story.” He squeaks, looking at Monoma in horror. “If you wanted to be fucked stupid you could have just said so!”

Monoma moans loudly at the words, burying his face in Shinsou’s shoulder in embarrassment. “...I didn’t want to chicken out.”

The other two look at him fondly, Shinsou kissing his hair.

“We could have just tied you up or something, Mon.” Shinsou chuckles. “No need to torture yourself.” They watch the blonde’s face turn even redder as they walk out of the elevator. “Oh? Was that your true plan?”

There’s no response for a second before Monoma whines. “Denki might have told me about the dildo adventure, but I still wanted to be coherent.” He mumbles into Shinsou’s neck.

Kaminari burst out laughing at the other blonde’s phrasing as he opens Shinsou’s room. “Oops, guess I really am a bad influence.”

“All the time.” Shinsou chuckles. “Though what did we say about leaving notebooks in the open?” He hums as he kicks the door shut behind him, smirking at the knowing chuckle that comes from his shoulder.

Denki gulps, rubbing his neck. “Oops?”

“Color?” Shinsou hums, laying Monoma on the bed and helping him get his clothes off.

“Green,” Denki says without hesitation before his mind goes blank.

Shinsou snickers as Denki stands there slack-jawed before he looks to Monoma. “Look at that, you have a new toy. What do you need, baby?”

Monoma whines loudly now that they’re in private, already trying to get to the lube in the bedside drawer. “Inside, now. Fuck, honestly you could probably literally break my back right now and I would thank you just please!” He rambles, finally getting the bottle and squirting some on his hand, shoving two fingers in carelessly and keening at the stretch. “Please just get something in me now!”

Shinsou raises an amused eyebrow as he sits on his desk chair. “Alright. Denki, eat him out until I say stop.”

Monoma’s head snaps to the side to stare at Shinsou in horror, knowing just what the smaller blonde’s tongue is capable of and finally remembering just who his ass is in the hands of. Then he brushes his own prostate and is back to begging, whining when Denki pulls his fingers away and manhandles him to his stomach with his ass in the air.

Monoma scrambles to get a pillow under him so he’s not at such a weird angle before moaning loudly when the other’s tongue slips inside of him with the help of the lube. He claws at the sheets as Denki fucks his tongue into him, finger slipping when he can to allow him more room, and Monoma yelps when he feels a small zap at his rim.

He’s mortified to feel his cock at the feeling, and whines lowly. “Ah! Denki! Your quirk! AHHH! There! Please!”

Shinsou chuckles as Monoma tries to beg the other boy who can’t listen. “Find his prostate, and do as you wish.” He orders Denki.

Monoma has to bite the bedspread to prevent himself from screaming when Denki manages to start tonguing his prostate, occasionally zapping it while he does. “Oh fruk fruk fruk!” He chants into the bedspread, trying to grind back on the tongue in his ass as he nears his orgasm embarrassingly fast. “Cumming! Fuck Den-”

“Chartreuse,” Shinsou smirks.

Just like that Monoma’s orgasm is stopped as he cries out. “NoOoo! Shinsou! Please! Please let me cum! Please, I’ll do anything!” He whines, humping the pillow beneath him as he desperately tries to cum.

Shinsou just chuckles, leaning back in the chair as he strokes himself at the site of the normally cocky blonde crying and begging for his release. “Oh, will you now?”

“Anything!” Monoma whimpers. “Please!”

“Okay. Then don’t move until I say.” Shinsou smirks evilly. “Understand?”

“Yes, please. I’ll stay still. I won’t move. Just please let me cum.” Monoma practically sobs.

“Periwinkle.”

Monoma’s vision whites out as he cums hard across this pillow, desperately rutting into it as e rides out his orgasm, but comes back to his senses fast enough when the electrified tongue inside him doesn’t stop, and instead another finger is added. “Denkiiii~ Too much!” He whines, wanting to wiggle away, but not wanting to get punished.

“He was told to continue until I said stop remember?” Shinsou hums.

Monoma’s eyes widen as he looks at him in betrayal. “You tricked me!”

“Yup,” Shinsou smirks, digging in his bottom desk drawer. “Denki catch.”

Denki has no problem catching what is thrown at him and Monoma whimpers when he realizes it’s the dildo he mentioned earlier. The purple one Jirou had gifted Denki as a joke that definitely belongs in the monster fucker category of hentai. “You wouldn’t.” He whispers, knowing full well Shinsou will.

“Denki stop. Fuck him with it until he cums again… And turn his face to the edge of the bed.”

Denki mindlessly does as he’s told, moving Monoma so he’s facing the purple-haired boy before starting to work the massive dildo into the other twink.

Monoma cries out as he’s split open, and that’s apparently exactly what Shinsou was waiting for as he grabs light blonde hair and forces the open mouth on his cock. “

Use your safe actions if you need to.” He warns as he sinks into the blonde’s throat.

Monoma whines, gagging slightly at the intrusion but doing his best to breathe through his nose even as the breath is knocked out of him from behind. He swallows and whines around the cock, but by the time his nose is buried in purple pubes, he understands just how badly his brain has screwed him over as he sucks and swallows like his life depends on it.

Shinosou stares down at him in amusement, positive that if this was one of Kaminari’s stories, the lighter blonde would have hearts for pupils as he tries to choke himself on his cock. “God, you’re such a little cum slut aren’t you, Mon?” Shinsou smirks.

Monoma moans at the words, sucking hard as he begins to fuck back on the dildo that’s buried to the hilt in his ass. He actually whines in protest when Shinsou starts sliding out before gurgling happily when he slams back in, not a care in the world if he’s choking on it.

“Fuck, you’re so gone.” Shinsou groans, gripping blonde locks tighter to get a little more room before starting to abuse the normally mouthy blonde’s throat.

Monoma looks like he’s on cloud nine as he lets himself be used, moaning whenever the massive dildo in his ass catches his prostate and grinding back on it to chase the feeling. If he was in his right mind he’d probably wonder how the thing even managed to fit, but right now all he cared about was being full.

Shinsou looks up to check on Denki and the bulge in his pants. “Oop. Denki strip. You can fuck him after you do.”

Monoma moans loudly and Shinsou thinks he might be trying to beg around the cock shoved down his throat, but he doesn’t let up long enough to find out. Even if he wasn’t watching Denki, he would have known the exact moment he sunk into Monoma just by how the lighter blonde moaned around his dick and clawed at him. Monoma has to be gaping from the previous toy, but neither blonde seems to care as Denki gasps, sinking into him slowly.

Shinsou pulls out of Monoma’s mouth long enough to ask something. “Think you’re stretched enough?”

Monoma doesn’t even ask what for and just nods frantically while trying to get Shinsou’s cock back in his mouth by pulling on his thighs.

“Fuck, Mon. This trigger really messed you up, huh?” Shinsou hums, giving the blonde what he wants when he starts whining. “Okay, okay. I got you, baby. Calm down.” Shinsou coos, sinking back into Monoma’s mouth who hums happily. “Alright then, Denki reenact your story.”

Monoma’s eyes snap open in shock before he’s crying out around Shinsou as the other blonde starts pounding into him like a wild beast, biting and snarling included as he makes Monoma arch into the mattress.

Shinsou moans when this consequently fucks Monoma onto his cock at a much rougher speed and it isn’t long before he’s cumming down the blonde’s throat.

Monoma whines, sucking and swallowing like he nee the other boy’s cum to live and, if Shinsou didn’t know any better, he would think he might. He notices how Monoma trembles and looks down to find he had cum again and was in the process of being fucked into over sensitivity, but making no move to stop any of it as Denki did his best to lay over him as he fucked him hard and fast.

“Shi-Shinsou~?” Monoma whimpers, making grabby hands. “Not enough. Need more.”

Shinsou kneels in front of him and pets his hair as Denki cums in him, but keeps going. “Give me just a few minutes and I’ll help you, okay, Mon?”

Monoma hiccups, but nods, clawing at the sheets as Denki continues to pound his cum deeper into him. “I-Is he gonna be okay d-dOing this?”

Shinsou hums, knowing what Monoma means. “He made himself come quite a few times on that dildo when I hypnotized him so he should be okay, but I might be able to help him a little more. I’ve been working on helping to expand limits while people are under my control so allies don’t get hurt when being used as puppets. I should be able to use it here a bit.” He decides, looking back up to Denki and missing the considering look in Monoma’s eyes.

“Denki, fuck him like you’re in Mina’s Omegaverse fanfic and are in rut.” Shinsou deadpans, making Monoma laugh in surprise before immediately choking on it when Denki snarls and goes impossibly harder.

Monoma’s eyes roll back in his head as his prostate is continuously abused, moaning loudly when Denki moves back to sit on his ankles and pulls the slightly taller boy onto his lap to fuck him at that angle. He’s so out of it that he doesn’t even notice when Shinsou has to start taking advantage of Monoma’s already sloppy hole and start working his way in next to Denki.

Denki, in his hypnotized state, apparently took the rut thing a little too literally and growls at Shinsou before biting into Monoma’s shoulder possessively and making the poor boy cum again. This, luckily, also drew another orgasm from Denki as well waking him relax just long enough for Shinsou to slam in and make both blonde’s cry out.

Monoma shakes as the boys work orgasm after orgasm out of him and themselves, steadily filling him up and slowly calming him down. He does whine, however when Shinsou has to pull out from sensitivity.

“I know, Mon. I’m sorry, but unlike Denki right now, I still have to recover.” Shinsou coos, shushing the whimpering blonde.

“Let-AH!-Let me borrow your quirk?” Monoma hiccups, wanting the other boy back inside him.

Shinsou furrows his brow before realizing what Monoma’s getting at and trying to figure out how he feels about the idea. “...Just a moment. Give me a one-time trigger then release it. I still need to be aware to make sure you two stay safe.” He finally relents, kissing the blonde’s forehead. “And remind me to stop spilling quirk info to you.” He smirks.

Monoma manages to chuckle even as he moans at Denki spilling into him again. “He-Hey, ShinsOu?”

“Yeah?” Shinsou responds before his world goes black for a few seconds and he looks down to a shit-eating grin on Monoma’s face. “If you did anything unauthorized, you will get punished later...actually no you’d like that too much, you’ll just get the silent treatment for a bit.”

Monoma pouts for a moment before the smirk returns. “ShinShin?”

Shinsou about collapses with how hard the new wave of arousal hits. “Holy shit.” He pants out. “What was the exact command?”

“Fuck mE-AHH!-l-like an animal until my trigger ru-rUns out,” Monoma answers without hesitation, knowing it’s a bit more important for the one with experience to know. “Which is probably gOing to be whenever I pass out at this rA-FUCK!-rate! Oh god, Shinsou please.” He whines.

Shinsou growls low in his throat at the plea and wonders if his body decided to copy Denki as he pulls the light-haired blonde’s mouth down onto his cock and actually makes him choke on it this time.

Turns out, Monoma had a lot more stamina than he thought as he ended up leaking cum and with a full stomach to end his trigger and snap Shinsou out of his so he could stop Denki who looked at the delirious lighter blonde in shock.

By the time they were done, Monoma was drolling and blissed out, claw and bite marks covering his body and cum dripping out of his at this point gaping hole as he slurred nonsense.

“Holy shit.” Denki groans as he collapses to the side, barely conscious himself now that he was no longer mind-controlled and was just as exhausted as the other blonde after having his balls drained. He has no clue how he even managed to produce that much and wonders if he’ll be able to cum for the next month without Shinsou’s help.

“Yeah.” Shinsou pants flopped on his back with his legs hanging off the bed. “We’re turning that one off.”

Monoma just gives a shaky thumbs-up, not arguing.

“Monoma?” Shinsou asks.

“Y-yeah?” He manages to rasp before blanking out.

Shinsou undoes the trigger before giving Monoma control of his mind and body again who does pass out now that there are no lingering after-effects.

“New rule. No more sexual triggers without having a full, new kink level discussion.” Shinsou groans, trying to mentally and physically prepare himself to drag his boyfriends to the bathroom for clean-up and aftercare. He groans louder when he gets no response and finds Denki has passed out too. “Dammit, you two.”

Denki snores and suddenly Shinsou is up and taking care of them, getting them cleaned up (and out) and massaging out what are bound to be sore muscles before wrapping them up in blankets and individually carrying them to Denki’s clean bed to cuddle. By the time he makes sure there are water bottles and the cookie dough on the nightstand, he realizes Monoma did in fact add another trigger and smiles down at the smiling, bruising blonde who is hugging their resident Pikachu close in their sleep.

Both know Shinsou gets antsy when something delays aftercare so he can’t find it in him to be mad for the unauthorized trigger as he goes to take care of himself.

“Good boy.” Shinsou smiles, kissing the lighter blonde’s hair when he crawls in behind him a few minutes later. He hears a dazed but happy hum as he pulls the blanket over them before joining them in sleep.

The next morning they’d be met with a very annoyed Aizawa who had to deal with the noise complaint, but not a single one was sorry as they just smirked at the teacher who was muttering about loud blondes and Present Mic calling him a hypocrite.

Yeah, they had no regrets.

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oh-katsuki · 3 years

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KINKTOBER DAY 11 - BREEDING + SHOTO TODOROKI

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

WC: 833

TW: breeding, overstimulation, soft dom shoto, husband!shoto, cockwarming, multiple orgasms (m)

Shoto always looks so pretty when he cums. This is the third night in a row you’re doing this, straddling his dick, letting him fill you to the brim with cum.

You’re ovulating, Shoto tracked it. Ever since you both decided that you wanted to get pregnant, he’s been following your cycle, waiting until you’re in the perfect condition to breed. It was almost obsessive, the way he’d lay his hand over your tummy and tell you he’s gonna put a baby in it, warm and firm against your skin.

You gasp over him when you feel him cum, a heavy load stuffed into your cunt. His eyebrows pull upwards, hands firm on your hips as he holds your squirming figure down on his cock. Shoto’s so pretty, hair falling in front of his face and a deep and low groan emanating from somewhere in his chest. You can feel his orgasm run through his body, the way his grip grows tight on your hips and how he angles his chin towards the ceiling.

You can see the way his face flushes as he cums, spreading across his cheeks and up across his chest simultaneously. It’s almost enough to make you cum again, but you’re spent, nearly collapsing on top of him before he speaks.

“Turn over. Don’t let me fall out.” Shoto says, though you’re not sure how he could with his size.

He’s not very chatty in bed. Your husband has always been the quiet type, sexy groans and whines rather than filthy vocal words. Though you can recall one night after a bottle or two of wine when he got incredibly chatty.

You oblige him with a nod, wrapping your arms around his back as he stays seated inside of you. His weight is heavy between your legs while you lay on your back, pelvis aching from the way you’ve been spread open for him all night.

Shoto fucks his cock into you deeply from there, overstimulating himself. He’s quiet, completely lost in your cunt and his breath shakes with each of his movements, eyes focused on yours. Shoto’s hair falls in front of his face and he leans down to kiss you with a shaky grunt, careful with each thrust to not let any of his cum spill from you.

“We need to get it deep.” He says, voice strained. “Need to make sure it stays.”

“S’gonna stay, Sho.” You mumble, eyes darting between you both. “Gonna get pregnant n’ have your baby.”

He groans, hips stuttering like he’ll cum again.

“Yeah? You’re going to be so pretty full of my babies.” Shoto says it matter of factly, like he’s certain that you’ll be the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen carrying his kids. “Gonna mother my kids.”

Something about it rolls off his tongue so nicely and you clench down around him once again with a slight whimper. Shoto gives you an exasperated laugh, eyebrows pinched together as how overstimulated he is, still fucking his cum back into you.

He’s so deep in you, both his cum and his cock. You’re gasping as you pull at the skin on his back with the pads of your fingers. He’s breathing heavily into your mouth and it’s all hands and fingers from you as he struggles to hold his weight up on his haunches, part of him just wanting to lay down on you entirely and trap him under him so you couldn’t run from it if you tried.

You’re both delirious, this slow pace somehow too much. He wants to get you pregnant now. On your first cycle trying. He knows he will. Shoto knows that it’s going to work because with how deep he’s fucking his cum into you, how could it not?

Shoto’s pace picks up a bit again and he’s groaning again, his unstable breathing becoming a quiet melody of moans and whimpers.

“Gonna give you another one, okay?” He breathes, hips moving back and forth so steadily that you might lose your mind.

He can feel himself kissing your cervix in this position, cock finding its way right to where it needs to be, ready to fill you up again. It’s twitching and throbbing, filling you up perfectly. And Shoto crumbles again, thrusts growing sloppy until he’s slowed completely, his body still while he keeps you plugged up.

Shoto rolls over so you’re both on your sides, legs tangled together and his softening cock still in you. Finally, he removes himself from you, sitting up on the bed and rubbing circles into your tummy. He’s gentle, careful not to apply pressure because he doesn’t want it to spill out. He uses the back of his cool palm to calm you, rubs circles into your nippls and brings you down gently.

“Mm, yeah.” He hums softly to himself, giving you a soft but cocky smile. “I definitely got you pregnant. Right here.” He places his hand over your lower stomach. “You’re carrying my kid here now.”

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cafedanslanuit · 2 years

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- ̗̀ i chew you up and spit you out, ‘cause that’s what young love it’s all about ̖́-

day twenty-six hate sex ft. takami keigo / hawks [boku no hero academia]

☄ tags/warnings: +18, afab reader + she/her pronouns, college/university au, (soft) hate sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), teasing, hawks is flirty and i want to punch his face, enemies to lovers if you may

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“I fucking hate you.”

Keigo’s sharp eyes lock with yours. He doesn’t move, but you notice his eyebrow rising, completely amused with you.

“Yeah?” he asks, flashing you a wicked smirk. “Then tell me to go away. Say the word and I’m out of here.”

Heat rises to your cheeks and you close your fists tightly. He’s got you, even if he’s the one that’s kneeling on the floor in front of you. The moment he entered your dorm, he had you against the wall, his lips devouring you feverishly while his hands roamed around your body. It wasn’t long until he sunk to the floor and started pressing kisses on your thighs.

At your lack of response, Keigo chuckles, stroking the back of your legs warmly.

“Thought so.” His hands travel to the hem of your panties and slowly pull them down. “But, please, elaborate on that. Honestly, I always wondered why I got on your last nerve so much. No one around seems to hate me as much as you do.”

Keigo loves the flustered expression on your face as you look away from him, stepping out of your underwear. This does nothing but rile him up even more. He lifts your skirt just enough for him to press his lips against your folds, rejoicing at the way you squirm. His hot breath collides against you for a moment before his tongue darts across them, humming at how wet you are.

“I’m serious, cutie. Don’t worry if you see me a bit too preoccupied with something,” he says, and you feel his lips ghosting against your core. “I swear I’m listening.”

If it was anyone else, you’d think they were kidding. But this was Keigo, fucking Takami Keigo, the golden boy of the university, loved by every professor that had had the delight to teach him and ogled by most of your class when he walked around in baggy jeans and a loose white shirt.

While you agreed he was indeed very good looking, you couldn’t stand the guy. He was overly confident, always smirking like he owned the place and getting whatever -and whoever- he wanted with his charm. He spent money lavishly, and you could tell by the different watches, rings and chains he used to wear on campus. You had never liked people who were born with a silver spoon, especially if they were stupid enough to flaunt it.

An assigned partner project forced you to work together, and soon Keigo discovered all his grins could earn were eye rolls and tired sighs from you. Intrigued by the reason you didn’t like him, he took the task to try and befriend you, never losing his motivation even after being rejected countless times. His inherent flirty ways only made you dislike him even more, to the point where you asked your professor if you could do the project on your own.

This, of course, led to a huge fight. Keigo had been asked if there were any problems with the group project since you had tried to drop him. Baffled, he searched for you on campus and demanded answers. A screaming match started, one that you tried to end by walking away, but he wouldn’t budge. The fight continued as he followed to your dorm.

To this day, you still can’t remember what happened. Words like “annoying” and “entitled” left your mouth as you pointed at him, while “prejudiced” and “unnerving” were shot by him. You remember him asking what had he done for you to treat him like shit and then, your next memory is of you too roughly kissing in the middle of your room to them stumble to the bed.

It had been more than six months since the project was finished and you had no reason to keep seeing each other. However, you had opened a door that neither of you were particularly interested in closing. While in public neither of you socialized, you had already memorized his way of knocking on your door, and he could vividly remember the taste of your chapstick during classes when he found himself thinking about you.

“Already told you,” you sigh as you feel Keigo’s tongue lapping on your clit. “You’re obnoxious. You’re a pain to be around and�� and you think too highly of yourself. I don’t get why so many people like you. Too— too many people.”

“Are you jealous, baby?” Keigo asks, before closing your lips on your clit and gently sucking. He gets hard at your needy whimper and the way you part your legs even further for him.

“Fuck, no,” you huff, yet your voice is trembling. “Why would I— Why— I don’t care. I just think they’re stupid. You— you’re stupid.”

Keigo continues to suck your clit, his tongue aiding him to give you even more pleasure. You can feel yourself dripping, your entrance clenching around nothing as he works on you. Your hands close on his hair, tugging it as you throw your head back, lips parted and moans falling from them.

“Aw, shit,” he sighs, feigning disappointment as he pulls away from you. A warm feeling swirls inside his chest when you look down at him, desperate because he stopped. “Anything I can do to make you like me?”

He slips two fingers inside you, curling them instantly and you feel your legs weakening. Keigo keeps his eyes on you as you fall apart, holding onto his hair like a lifeline while his finger slowly fuck you.

“I mean,” he continues. “I’d love to take you out on a date one of these days. Somewhere outside your dorm for a change.”

His palm presses against your clit, adding even more stimulation. You curse under your breath, his words and the pleasure you were under mixing inside your brain, making less and less sense the more you thought about them.

“Shut up.”

“I’m serious.” Keigo stops his movements, and it suddenly clicks that he’s being honest. You lock eyes with him again, scrutinizing the honey pool for a clue of his lies. However, he looks back at you, open and honest, unlike the previous times he had visited your dorm.

“A date?” you repeat.

“Yeah. There’s this cool place that—”

“No,” you interrupt him. Keigo raises his eyebrows.

“Okay. Why not?”

A part of you thinks you’d be able to come with a better explanation if his fingers weren’t still inside of you. Your walls flutter around them against your will, and you have to muster all your strength not to grind your hips against his hand.

Of course, you have a valid reason for not wanting to go out on a date with him. You do, you know you do. Yet, for some reason, you can’t truly pinpoint anything. All that comes to your mind are the countless times Keigo has made you come with his mouth of his cock, the smell of his fancy cologne and his low chuckle against your ear when he’s kissing down on your neck.

“I don’t like blondes,” you blurt out.

Keigo can’t hold down his laugh and fuck— yeah, it was the same as his chuckles.

“Oof, harsh!” he says, before leaning and giving your folds sloppy kisses, loving the wet sound that filled your room.

His tongue draws circles around your clit as his fingers resume their pace. Your moans are music to his ears and he grabs onto the plush of your thighs, pushing himself even closer to you.

“You’re— annoying. So fucking— annoying,” you hiss, as your fingers close on his hair tighter.

Keigo hums. “And you taste so good.”

After so many months, Keigo knows how to make you come. He knows how fast you want his tongue to move, how deep you need his fingers to be. So, when your body starts trembling and you let out the prettiest moan, he knows, once again, he’s reached his goal.

He holds you in place as you experience the aftershocks of your orgasm, putting out his tongue for you to use as you please as you ride it out. Once he notices your muscles are finally relaxing, he gives your folds one last lick, gathering your release and swallowing contently. The whine he hears due to the overstimulation only makes it taste better.

Keigo stands up and wipes his mouth in front of you, who has the prettiest fucked-out expression he’s ever seen. He grabs both sides of your face and before you can stop him, he presses a soft, chaste kiss on your lips.

He pulls away just as quickly, his trademark flirty grin back on his face.

“Pick you up tomorrow at seven, baby.”

You watch him turn on his heel and walk to the door, the most ridiculous happy bounce in each of his steps.

“I hope you die.”

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Izuku smells of wildflowers and warm summer evenings, equal parts pliant and nervous underneath your wandering gaze.

“Does it um- am I supposed to feel this… naked?” he flounders, cheeks the same candy-floss pink as his feathered wings that lay splayed out underneath him.

“You are naked, hummingbird.”

“I-I know that! I just- it feels different when you’re looking at me l-like… like…” he shrinks, wings curling up to cover his burning cheeks. When he doesn’t continue, you raise a brow, curious.

“Like what?” You purr questioningly, fingers tracing the hollows of his collarbones with interest. It’s hardly distracting him from your weight on his hips, legs caging his narrow hips, sitting right on top of his— you clear your throat and he straightens.

“Like you want to eat me.” Izuku shudders, teeth digging into his bottom lip at the thinly veiled hunger in your sparkling eyes, sizing him up like he was your next meal.

When you’d first met, he might’ve actually believed you’d gobble him up. The intimidating curve of your horns reflected off the soft moonlight the night you found him, crumpled in the woods against a tree, one wing snapped and hardly breathing.

“Would you like me to look away?” You jest, lips stretching into a sharp-toothed grin, as he babbles shyly.

“No! don’t I… I want you to look at me.” Izuku admits, clenched thighs finally parting to let you see how hard he’d gotten from just feeling you on top of him.

Your split tongue swipes over your red lips, round dilated pupils shrinking to slits as you size up his thick cock, kisses with freckles and throbbing against his stomach. A hand drags your prickly nails down from his clavicle to his toned stomach, just skipping over where he had been anticipating your touch. It’s cute the way his hot breath puffs out in a whine and his hips cant upwards just slightly.

“Surely you want more than me to look at you, hummingbird.” You tease. He nods eagerly, but your hands only caress his powerful thighs, thumbs creeping up to his hip bones but no further before skittering away to fleshier parts of him. His green brows furrow and his teeth clench, Adam’s apple bobbing when he realizes you want him to say it.

“Please…” he whispers, his jade gaze hidden behind his lids as he squeezes his eyes shut.

“Please what?” you pressed, enjoying the flush that blooms from his cheeks up to his cute ears, you swear you see them wiggle. “Speak up, little angel.”

Izuku opens his mouth several times as if to say something, but every time he snaps it back shut, looking more like a fish out of water. And in more ways than one.

“I-I’m sorry I don’t know what to ask for.” the green-haired beauty shamefully admits, and you take notice of the way his body trembles. You knew he was innocent, but you had underestimated just how little he knew about intimacy. Sensing his anxious pheromones you decide to relent, or at the very least offer him something to grab onto, to pull his head above the water.

You offer a metaphorical oar for him to grasp.

“You can ask for anything, izuku.” You rasp, leaning down to one of his red ears to nip at the shell, just barely grazing your fangs over it. His body erupts with shivers, wings twitching and stretching out underneath your bodies. “My fingers around your cock… my tongue against your skin…”

Izuku’s mouth falls open in a silent moan, emerald green eyes half-lidded and glazed over, staring just past your face. As if he were imagining such pleasures as you say them.

“A pinch here…” he squeals when you roll one of his pink nipples between your thumb and forefinger, body arching when your canines gently bare down on one side of his throat. “A bite there…”

You don’t even realize the way his length is swelling, hot and thick against your inner thigh before he’s rutting it up against you, tongue falling from his mouth and wings twitching up to form a slow curl around your body. Your sleek tail sways back and forth behind you, almost eagerly as he seems to lose himself in the sensations, your voice, and the way you start to mercifully grind down on his lap.

Impatient and dripping, you don’t wait for him to ask, overwhelmed by his delectable scent. Goddamn wildflowers, why does he smell so good? Your fingers reach for his cock and drag the round head over your slick sex, allowing your juices to cover him before you like him up and sink down on him without mercy. Izuku keens and his back arches right off the cool grass of the field, overcome by the hot tightness of your velvet walls, squeezing him so tightly he can no longer think. Suddenly his whole world is you you you. Your glowing eyes, your beautifully parted lips, your intoxicating scent, your tail coiling tightly around his muscled thigh, your hair, your cunt.

Izuku lasts two greedy smacks of your hips over his before he explodes with a strangled moan of ecstasy, spilling inside you as he thrashes and his wings flap helplessly against the flattened meadow flowers. When you realize with a wide-eyed glance down to where you’re connected that he’s already blown his load you almost chuckle, but refrain when you see the starstruck expression painted on your darling angel's face. He’s gazing up at you like you just sent him to heaven and beyond even that, to oblivion.

You slow your hips to a grind as an offer of rest, and the amazed look on his red face quickly morphs into humiliation. You can see his eyes water and lip tremble, and your heart lurches for him, realizing he must think he’s disappointed you.

“Hey now, lose the face. It’s okay baby.“ you attempt to soothe, but he only sobs, inconsolable. Before you can comfort him further you’re shocked by a weak thrust upwards that strikes a delicious spot inside you that throws you back into your baser instincts. To devour, and take. You shove it down, for him, as you always do. “Izuku be still— “

“P-please don’t stop! more… I can take more. Use me.” He begs, and sure enough you can feel him half-hard still within your fluttering walls, and you curse yourself for your weakness. He’s too tempting, it isn’t your fault.

Your hips start bouncing again and your body sings his praises, his length filling and stretching you in all the right places. Your mouth drops open, long tongue slithering out to slather over the side of his face as you take him inside over and over.

“Oh Izuku, you’ve been keeping this pretty cock from me much too long. Forgive me for my weakness, you are… “ your eyes meet his, and your pupils narrow even further at the glimmering tears wetting those owlish green gems. You almost moan out your next word. “Delicious.”

His eyes roll back into his head as you ride him in earnest, so fast and enthusiastic he can’t keep up with you. All he can do is lay there and take your onslaught, let you use him like a toy. And fuck it turns him on so much. He’s babbling deliriously to you at this point, hardly any of it intelligible, but what your sharp hearing picks up on, makes you even slicker.

“Are you all mine, sweet angel?”

“Ple… se… god, please use me! I’m yours, so use me as y-you wish, h-however you wish!” He’s sobbing, and a guttural sound wrenches itself from deep within your chest agent against his lips as you kiss and lick at his face.

“You want me to use you, huh? Like my pretty toy?” You pant heavily, most certainly liking this new side of him.

“Yes yes!”

“Shit- mmh! You should s-see yourself izuku, you look so good like this, feel so good inside me. I can taste you.”

Izuku hasn’t the mind nor care to know what that means, the only thing that registers in his mind is that it’s praise, and it makes his toes curl.

“It’s so good! Don’t stop, never stop, pleaseee~” he pleads, whatever modicum of shame or embarrassment long gone, replaced entirely by the pleasure.

“I won’t.” You snarl, ducking your head down to his neck and pinning his wrists to the meadow grass. “I’ll make you cum over and over, spilling until you can give me anymore.”

That seems to do something for him because not even a moment after, Izuku seizes with another intense orgasm. You growl and keen as he fills you once again, the warmth of his cum inside you sending you headfirst into your own spasming release. The way your hungry pussy clamps down on him sends another gush of cum out of him, and Izuku only moans louder, shaking and sniffling as you milk him dry.

True to your word, you don’t cease your desperate fucking until he’s truly got nothing left, and he comes dry three times before you’re absolutely sure. As you lay in the flattened scrap of land you’d rolled around in for hours, drenched in sweat with him tucked against your side, you realize you’ve met your true match. No one’s been able to keep up with you like this insatiable little sex demon you’ve made of this angel.

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