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ruminationz · 2 days ago
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hi name buddy <33 do you mind writing hc of bakugou and kirishima going shopping with a thicc fem s/o? tysm!
pairing(s): kirishima x bakugou x fem!reader
content warnings: slight fatmisia, catcalling, bakugo likes kicking ass but also likes his reputation
authors note: AAAHHH!!! this was so fun to write-- i wasn't sure if you wanted them separate, but you didn't specify. also this wasn't proofread. hope you enjoy!!
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okay these two are.. protective, for the most part
kirishima has an arm around your waist and bakugo holds your hand and stares at the onlookers
a lot of people stare; the japanese standard is slim and petite
sometimes people comment on your figure, but not out of disrespect; it's just out of surprise
i think that's culture shock but i'm not sure
a lot of people ask for a picture with you
bakugou thinks they are making fun of you, and most of the time they aren't.
whenever you'd get catcalled, bakugou would make little explosions on his hands, and when that wasn't enough he'd usually start a fight.
sometimes he fights with kirishima about fighting other people
they like watching you try on outfits. not in a sexual way, but they just like how you look in different styles of clothing
they like seeing your face light up when you get something you like, so of course they spoil you!
also kirishima embarrasses you guys and tries on heels when you're having a bad day to make you laugh
it works.
in summary these two are total weirdos but also so sweet and we all wish that they existed <3
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b-writes-things · a day ago
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cough medicine
i have caught the plague and i want to be babied so this is entirely self-indulgent and fluffy. wc: 874 cw: reader is sick
Kirishima Eijiro's dreams were interrupted by the feeling of damp sheets underneath his sprawled out arm. Rolling up on his side toward you, he reached over and made contact with your back, his large palm rubbing circles over the fabric of your sleep shirt--also damp. You stirred a bit at his touch, rolling over onto your back and trapping his hand beneath you. It made him forget his investigation, his lips turning up-- he could wiggle his hand free, but he kept it there, fingers massaging your skin. His abdomen tensed as he half-sat up to look at you, smirk gone when he saw the way your hair clung to your sweaty face. He leaned over to press his lips to your forehead-- you were fevered.
"Shit," he muttered, carefully maneuvering his hand out from underneath you. He slid out of bed quietly and padded to the bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet to grab the little "sick kit" you'd kept in there for this exact scenario. He tiptoed back to your bedroom, picking a clean shirt for you from your drawer before lowering himself back onto the bed and reaching out to lay a large hand on your belly, rubbing softly.
"Hi, baby," he whispered, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple. You scrunched up your face and let out a whine, eyes still closed. Eijiro's eyes crinkled and he leaned down again to kiss your clammy forehead.
"Mm?"
"Hi, sweetheart," he whispered into your skin, his repeated kisses and warm hand against your belly causing your eyes to flutter open.
"What time is it?" you grumbled, eyes unfocused and blinking sluggishly.
"Ah, early," he looked at you sympathetically, "are you feeling okay?"
"Huh? I feel fi-" a harsh cough tore through your chest, cutting you off. Eijiro's hand came to settle on your chest when you stopped, and you whimpered. Okay, maybe you weren't feeling too great.
"Could you sit up for me? I'll take your temperature, and I have some medicine. I have a new shirt for you, too."
You shot him your best glare, knowing that it probably looked pretty pathetic. He smiled at you, warm eyes full of concern, and his hand moved to weave itself through the hair at the side of your head.
"I'll be quick, sweetheart," his fingers scratching your scalp making your eyelids droop, "then you can go right back to sleep."
You sucked in a slow, labored breath and brought your arms up, reaching for him to help you sit up. You were surprised at the effort it took. One hand circled around your fingers and pulled them to his chest, reaching behind you to support your back with the other as he gently pulled you toward him. You let out a low groan-- the movement made your head spin and you felt the beginnings of nausea fizzle in your stomach.
His fingers reached the hem of your sweat-soaked shirt and you raised your arms up weakly, allowing him to pull it from your body and pull the new one over your head. You opened your mouth and let him place the thermometer under your tongue, shoving your arms through your sleeves. It sat there, intrusive and awkward, while he pulled the box of cold medicine from your kit and popped out two pills from their aluminum casing. He leaned over, jostling you a bit when the bed dipped, to grab your cup of water off the night stand to hand to you, plucking the beeping thermometer from your mouth in exchange. He looked at it and blew out low whistle.
"Bad?" you croaked. He leaned forward, planting a kiss on your hairline.
"Not great, baby."
"Well stop kissing me then, Eij," you grumbled, head dropping to rest in your hands, "gonna get you sick." You felt his palm on your forehead, gently pushing you up to look at him. He grinned at you and brushed his thumb against your skin.
"I will not. Take these for me?" he held out his hand, and you eyed the large pills. Sighing, you took them from him and placed one on your tongue, grimacing when it scratched your sore throat on the way down. You took the other and handed the water cup back to him.
"Good job, baby. Thank you."
You felt warm then, and it had nothing to do with the fever. You puffed out a breath, leaning forward to press yourself into his chest and tucking your head into the crook of his neck. He brought a hand up to your back, his palm pressing soothing pressure into your spine. The other cradled your head, pulling you closer. "M'sorry you're not feelin' good, sweetheart."
You hummed, eyes closed and ready to go back to bed. He was warm, and his body around you was like your own weighted blanket. You felt him maneuver himself back into the pillows, bringing you down with him to lay on his chest. His hand drifted up and down the length of your spine as you settled in, the beat of his heart against your ear lulling you to sleep. Maybe being sick wasn't so bad if Eijiro was here to take care of you like this.
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spring-dust-reblogs · a day ago
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KIRIMINA PANEL!!!! LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO!!!! 💗❤️
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uzmkr · a day ago
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like or reblog.
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thecowboykatsuki-anon · 2 days ago
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Little Kiri sketch
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peterokii · 5 months ago
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bakusquad stealth suits
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stormcallart · 6 months ago
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Pro Himbo Hero Kirishima!
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conniestain · 2 months ago
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Use Me E.K
Aged up!Kirishima! comes home horny but you won't let him get far because you're too sore from the previous night so you let him use you in a different way.
Warning: 18+ NSFW, Dry humping?, Minors DNI, Has not been proofread
Note: Promised to write for different characters and this suddenly came to me :) It could use some work but I'm proud of it!
You knew it was gonna be a long night, Eijiro had come home after a long day of work and you could just tell he was horny. If he had it his way you would be bent over the couch the second he got home but unfortunately for him, you were closed for business and there was no one to blame but himself. You were still sore from the night before, you weren’t sure what he did exactly but there was no way in hell you were gonna survive another night, you needed a couple of days at most to recover. He was well behaved for most of the night but he got a little antsy towards bedtime. Every time he ‘readjusted’ his shorts he would grunt and glance over at you to make sure you didn’t notice but you did, he was painfully obvious. You roll over onto your side facing him and wrap your arm around his torso, “You okay baby?” He nods, “Mhm, I’m fine” He smiles.
You ‘absentmindedly’ started rubbing his chest, directing my attention to the TV. Your hand moved closer to his boxers every time my hand slid down, slowly making its way to the bulge in his shorts. “Oh Eiji,” You say, squeezing him. “You should’ve said something.”
“I was gonna handle it myself,” he groans. Your slides hand under his boxers, running your thumb over the tip, “But doesn’t this feel better?”
“So much better,” he moans as you pump him slowly. “How bad do you wanna fuck me?”
“So bad baby,” he pants. You hum pressing your lips against his neck. “Can I have it?”
“Oh baby, you know what you did last night.” You say, running your tongue along his neck. He whines quietly, thrusting himself into your hand. “Fuck baby, please? I need more.”
You pull your hand back, causing him to whine again. “You can use me to get off but no sliding in.” You couldn’t possibly give him the satisfaction of head but you weren’t gonna leave him hanging. Eijiro sighed impatiently as you rolled over onto your stomach, you were punishing him and he knew it. Your panties were practically soaked when he slid his fat cock against you, it only made him wanna fuck you more. It took some of the edge off but not enough, he was working up a sweat trying his best to hone in on the feeling. It didn’t help that you started to get squirmy, the feeling of the heat emitting from you and the friction was killing him.
He thought he had finally found a good rhythm and then your panties slid to the side, just enough for his tip to push. “Oh God,” he groans. “Eiji,” You moan quietly. He falls forward, placing his hands on either side of your head to hold himself up. “Fuck,” Eijiro couldn’t stop himself from pushing in all the way, letting out a desperate moan as he closed his eyes. He was hoping she’d grant him some mercy, hoping to stay inside her just a little longer- “Eijiro, what did I say?”
“Baby please?” he pleads “I can be gentle I swear!”
“I’m just too sore right now, love.” He groans, whining quietly as he pulls out, taking a deep breath before finding his rhythm again. A concentrated frown forming on his face. “Atta boy,” You mumble.
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pervysenpaix · 2 months ago
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Has anybody been thinking about PrimeAlpha!Kirishima ? Who’s a 6’10 walking tank, muscles so large and defined they’d make the Olympians weep? Who’s razor sharp canines are so long that he can never fully close his mouth ( hence the constant smile) ?Who still hasn’t found a mate because he’s so intimidating and his cock is so fucking huge that all the nice Omega girls run away ? The only people brave enough to fuck him is gold digging baby trappers and well Alpha!Bakugo from time to time. And he’s starting to feel like he’ll never have someone of his own until he meets you ?Because I definitely have and I’ll tell you about it if enough folks wanna know 🫠
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shadowed-dancer · a year ago
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My favourite thing about My Hero Academia is that the conflicts range from “I need to pass this exam” to “this villain is actively trying to murder me and my friends” and yet both are treated with the EXACT same urgency which is honestly an accurate representation of high school
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starving-and-arting · a year ago
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Summer vibes
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izukuisbaby · 3 months ago
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MHA CHARACTERS REACTING TO MONOMA HITTING ON YOU
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includes : izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shouto todoroki, denki kaminari, eijirou kirishima
masterlist | requests open | rules | prompt list
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© izukuisbaby. do not copy, modify, translate, repost or take my ideas/concept without giving credits but comments, feedback, reblogs and asks are very much welcome !
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haebai-png · 8 months ago
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Shintember Day 5: Friends
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wrongmha · 2 months ago
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Mineta: Were you born a boy or a girl? Kaminari: Bold of you to assume I was born at all. Todoroki: I personally was created in a lab. Bakugo: Just straight up spawned. Tokoyami: Our lord and savior Anubis threw me up. Hagakure: My existence is a figment of your imagination. Iida: I was born at the age of seven, my mother being out of town at the time. Uraraka: I lost my memories when I came to this dimension. Kirishima: I'm just a rock that grew legs. Midoriya: I was born via caesarean, so I was removed. Evicted even.
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shrublike · 9 months ago
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someone get this boy a hot choccy and a hug 🥺
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peterokii · 27 days ago
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after party
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silverhairsimp · 4 months ago
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I Want What You Have
Kiribaku x Fem!Reader
a/n: Someone call the horny police because my ass was up at 6am writing this. I've had this idea of Bakugou walking in on Kiri's GF brewing in my head for awhile so I hope you enjoy!
CW: aged up characters/college au. smut, lots of it. Implied/desired somnophilia. Oral, f/m receiving. Anal. Double penetration. Cum play. Dom kiri, lowkey timid bakugou. Daddy kink for kiri. Use of pet names/nicknames: baby/baby girl/princess/babe.
Word Count: 5,816
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It wasn’t out of the ordinary for you to be at the house. Being Kirishima’s girlfriend and all, it was a pretty typical occurrence to see you around.
Bakugou knew Kiri got home late last night but must have been far too deep into sleep to notice two sets of footsteps walking past his room. Which is fine, he should have expected you to be here for the long weekend.
What he didn’t expect was to open the door to his best friend's, and housemates, room to see your half naked body sprawled out on the big bed.
Kiri’s room was set up with his bed facing the door. The foot of the bed directly pointed right where Bakugou was standing in the doorway. He could hear water running from the bathroom just a few feet away from him, and from you. Kiri must be in the shower. But you…
You were still asleep, laying on your stomach, left leg hiked up over a pillow. Your right leg outstretched so your toes just barely hung off the edge of the bed. Your right arm underneath your pillow and your left on top of it, tucked right next to your face.
You were always in Kiri’s clothes and right now was no different. Shirt, sweats, hoodies, basketball shorts, you name it. Bakugou was so envious that his best friend had someone so perfect to wear all of his clothes. Someone like you wearing his clothes.
The shirt you were wearing was one of Kiri's favorites. He’d had it ever since his first year of high school. A plain, basic red t-shirt, but damn if you didn’t look fucking amazing in it. You always did. Your sweet boyfriend always made sure to tell you how beautiful you looked. Your boyfriend's best friend continued to make a mental note of everything he’d want to say to you. He was happy for Kirishima for finding someone like you to keep him happy and he’d never get in the way of that. But he wants what you guys have.
The shirt was big on you, and Bakugou was so thankful for that. The way the cotton fabric settled on your hip, bunched up perfectly above the upper half of your ass.
The sheets on the bed look disheveled, and if the clothes scattered on the floor weren’t enough of an indication of what happened in here overnight, maybe the cum still dripping out of your pussy was.
Usually you and Kirishima were loud in the bedroom. If it wasn’t your moans and his grunts, Bakugou could at least hear the mattress creaking and the frame knocking against the wall.
The sound of his best friend fucking you senseless usually ended up with him pressing his ear against the wall, fucking his fist to the sounds spilling from your throat. But not last night. Maybe he was just that tired. It had been a long week for him.
He was brought out of thought as he heard the water of the shower turn off. Only he couldn’t get himself to move. He couldn’t pull away from the sight of you. Your perfect pussy on display for him. Leaking his best friends cum. How the fuck did kiri leave you like that? If Bakugou woke up to this sight, he’d make sure to wake you up properly.
He’d spend his morning lingering kisses all along the bare skin of your back. Sinking his teeth softly into the fat of your ass. Slowly dragging his fingers through the mess he made the night before only to push it back in and hope there’s room for a fresh load to dump into you. Fingering you open for him again so you’d wake up to his dick inside of you.
Your usual morning stretch to wake yourself up would be replaced by the stretch of your tight cunt around his thick cock. He’d thrust into you slow and deep as your sleepy eyes began to flutter open. A groggy morning hum and an arch of your back as you try to push yourself up only to be met with Bakugou's chest, it would be everything he ever dreamed of. And that’s all it could be. A dream.
With Bakugou still standing in the middle of Kirishima’s room, the creaking of the bathroom door opening finally brought his gaze away from you.
“Oh, uh… morning Bakugou? Did you need something?” Kiri asks in a whisper, trying not to wake you. He’s got a towel wrapped around his waist and another one running through his hair to try and dry it off.
“Sorry, I um, eh hem, didn’t know y/n was here. I came in to ask if you wanted to go to the gym, but… yeah. Sorry man.” Bakugou says with a pink blush dusting across his cheeks, almost embarrassed that he had been caught looking at you in such a state.
“Don’t be sorry man,” Kiri says, stepping closer to his best friend, resting a large hand on his shoulder. “Quite a sight though, isn’t it?” Kiri smiles and wiggles his eyebrows up and down.
“Yeah Kiri, you’re one lucky bastard…” Bakugou’s eyes finally leave you to look at the door. Not wanting to put himself through anymore tourture knowing that he’ll never have someone like you. Or better yet, you.
Bakugou speaks again before turning to face the door, “’m gonna go then.”
“Hold up Bakugou… I uh, um.. I see the way you look at her, ya know. We’ve talked about spicing things up in the bedroom too – ”
Bakugou turns around, meeting his best friend's gaze. A smirk plastered across Kirishima's face is contrasting to the shock across Bakugou’s. “Y-you can’t be serious?” He takes a deep breath, trying to calm the pounding in his chest at what he was just offered.
“Come on man, I am serious. So? Whataya say?” Kiri grins again as he brings Bakugou closer to the bed, slinging his arm heavily around his neck.
Bakugou feels like this is so wrong, you’re not even awake yet. He’s already had his fix at getting to look at you like this. He can’t even ask what you want, part of him wants to make sure and the other doesn’t care, he wants it so bad. He wants you so bad. He can hardly believe the offer and there’s not a bone in his body that wants to deny it.
“Fine, let’s do this.” Bakugou is now the one smirking at his best friend, and man, is he ready for what’s to come.
Kirishima cocks an eyebrow at the other man in the room and nods his head in your direction, silently telling Bakugou to follow his lead. So he does, shutting the bedroom door before following. Kiri has since discarded the towel he was using to dry his hair. The one around his waist still sits loosely on his hips as he takes his place next to you on the head of the bed.
He places a large, gentle hand on your head, smoothing your hair and whispering a soft “G’morning baby”, causing you to stir slightly. Not yet opening your eyes but moving enough to realize something is trying to wake up.
Kiri’s hand is still on your head, moving it in long, petting strokes against your hair. He leans back against the wall, speaking softly, his words directed at Bakugou, “touch her.”
Bakugou looks at Kiri, his grin only grows wider waiting on his next movements. Bakugou climbs on the bed behind you. Calloused fingers gliding across your smooth skin. Bakugou sighs at the contrast, allowing himself to relax further into the touch. His hands move up higher. Pads of his fingers caressing your inner thigh, moving even higher. Pulling on the fat of your lower ass. The tug of his fingers on your skin pulls open your labia, giving him a closer view of the thick cum still dripping out of you.
Bakugou moved his hand closer, holding the outer lip with his forefinger and allowing his middle finger to slowly drag up your slit. His touch has you turning in your sleep, your eyes flutter open briefly. Catching a glimpse of Kiri looking down at you, a sweet smile spread across his face, seeing it made you smile as well and release a sigh of content.
You’re a little more awake and you roll over on your side, arms moving to wrap around kiri’s mid and lay your head against his lap. Your movement pulls Bakugou’s hand out of reach and pulls your shirt down to cover your lower half.
Kirishima looks at Bakugou, obvious disappointment spread across his face at the lost contact. So Kiri speaks again, this time it's directed at you.
“Hey. Baby girl, I have a surprise for you. Wanna open those pretty eyes for me?”
You let out a long, drawn out sigh, eyes still closed, “mmmm, what is it Ei?”
“Gotta sit up for me first baby. Wanna come sit in my lap?”
You giggle softly. Still not noticing Bakugou’s presence in the room. “Always know how to tempt me, huh Ei?”
You push yourself on your hands and knees, sticking your ass out as you move to situate yourself before moving your legs to straddle his lap. Your hands come up to his still damp hair. Tangling your fingers in his red locks.
You bring your lips to the spot right where his collarbone meets his neck, pecking the skin softly.
“So,”
Another soft peck on the column of his neck.
“What’s my surprise this morning?”
Another kiss to the base of his jaw under his ear.
“We picking up where we left off last night?”
Another kiss at the corner of his mouth.
“Or did I wear you out too much, hmm?”
Kiri laughs softly, but it’s sinful. His hands are on your hips, massaging your skin lightly, but his eyes are focused on something behind you.
“Ahh, something like that. But, just so you know,” he leans into you closer, whispering into your ear before tugging your lobe between his teeth, “you could never wear me out.”
You grab his jaw and pull him into an open mouthed kiss. Humming at the sensation of your tongues pushing against each other.
He pulls out of the kiss and his hands move down to firmly grip your ass. Spreading your cheeks apart, making sure Bakugou has a good view from where he’s still sitting on the bed.
“So, about that surprise,” Kiri starts, “remember when we said we wanted to spice things up? Try something new?”
God damn the way he looks at you. His words drip off his lips like sweet honey. He’s got you wrapped around his finger.
You cock your head to the side and kiss his cheek, slowly starting to rock your hips in his lap as he continues to talk to you.
“What do you think about adding someone new?” Kiri looks from you to Bakugou. Your eyes light up at the offer.
“Babe, you’re serious?”
“Turn around and see for yourself.”
You finally look over your shoulder to see Bakugou sitting on the bed. Cheeks flushed and shoulders hunched forward.
You turn back to Kiri, he can tell by your eyes you want to know if he’s serious. He gives you a reassuring nod and you turn around to face Bakugou.
You get on your hands and knees again to crawl toward Bakugou. Kiri starts talking from behind you.
“Ya know baby girl, Bakugou walked in on you asleep this morning. Saw that pretty little pussy of yours still dripping from the mess I made last night. You gonna let him fill you up just like I did?”
“Mmm, I dunno Ei, you think he can handle that?”
Kirishima leans forward to place a harsh slap on your ass, sure to leave a nice hand print.
Bakugou’s confident demeanor returns and he grabs you by your face. Fingers gripped loosely around your jaw as he speaks.
“I think the real question is can you handle it, princess?”
“Hmph, I like this side of you Kat, you should show it more often.” You say, bringing your face even closer. Lips just centimeters away from his.
“Why don’t you show Kat how good of a girl you are baby?”
“Yeah, come on princess, show me what ya got.”
“Careful what you wish for Kat, I might just make you eat those words.”
“I think Kat and I are both planning on eating something else babe.”
Instead of responding to your boyfriend, you let your actions speak for you. You close the little distance left between you two, pressing your lips to Bakugou’s. You grab the collar of his shirt, using it as leverage to pull yourself into his lap.
His head is spinning. Minutes ago he was staring at your sleeping body, daydreaming about all the things he’d wish he could do to you and now the opportunity has finally come. He wasn’t going to blow it.
As aggressive and brash as Bakugou can be as a person, his touches were soft yet firm at the same time and he touched you with purpose. You knew he could break you if he wanted. He knew it too. But there was something about you that made him want to take his time memorizing every dip and curve of your body.
This is all too much, but at the same time not enough. He wants more. As you continue to rock yourself into him, he grabs your ass, just as Kiri had done earlier. Spreading you wide open and making a mental note at the gasp that leaves your throat, he eagerly swallows it and takes the opportunity to suck your tongue between his lips, only to bring his teeth back up to your bottom lip in a soft tug.
“Fuuuuck, you two are really going at it. Don’t be selfish now Kat. Y/n, why don’t you come sit in daddy’s lap and let Bakugou play with your perfect little pussy, hm?”
You pull away slightly, feeling the weight shift on the bed as Kiri situates himself in the middle of the mattress, still leaning against the wall, pulling the towel off his lower half. His rock hard cock barely standing upright due to the sheer weight of it.
You flash Kirishima a quick glance of dismissal over your shoulder and bring your attention back to Bakugou. You continue your attack on his lips and you can hear a low growl come from your boyfriend and you feel the weight on the bed shift again. This time, you don’t turn around to look. Instead you feel a second set of hands on you.
The way Bakugou and Kiri are moving in tandem with one another makes you think they were made to share you. Working perfectly in sync. Bakugou lifts your hips slightly so Kiri can move his fingers to your bare cunt in his lap.
The familiar feeling of his thick fingers pushing into you floods your senses, along with an unfamiliar feeling of Bakugou grabbing a fistful of your hair to pull your head to the side, giving Kiri access to your neck as he starts to leave his mark on you. Sharp teeth digging into the soft skin in the crook of your neck makes you instinctively release a whine into Bakugou’s mouth.
With the hand that’s still on your hip, Bakugou starts to guide your hips further down onto Kiri’s fingers. The angle of his fingers inside of you and the way Bakugou pushes you into him has Kiri’s knuckles brushing up against the growing bulge in the blondes shorts. A quiet groan comes from his throat but you and Kiri are quick to notice. You pull away from Bakugou and lean back into Kiri’s lap. Your back on his chest and his fingers stay buried in you the entire time you move.
His hand comes off of your hips and out of your hair at the shift but you're quick to grab his hand again. Holding onto it as Kiri takes his original seat at the head of the bed, leaning against the wall with you in his lap now. He removes his fingers, which are dripping with slick.
He brings them up to your lips and you clean them with a content moan.
You lean your head against your boyfriend's broad chest, tongue still wrapped around your fingers. You pull Bakugou into you by the hand you were still holding onto. Taking it and placing it softly on your chest. Encouraging him to touch where and how he wanted. If your actions weren’t enough, Kiri made sure to tell him anyway.
“Come on Bakugou, touch her. She’s practically dripping for ya, isn’t that right baby?” His voice raspy against your skin, echoing in your ear.
Bakugou’s eyes flick down to your pussy then back up to you still sucking on his best friend's fingers. You remove Kiri’s fingers from your mouth with an audible pop! and turn your head toward Bakugou.
“Whatsamatter Kat? Ya nervous? Didn’t really peg you for the type.” You turn your face up to Kiri, grabbing his jaw with delicate fingers and bringing him into a kiss that’s all tongue. The way your mouth moves against his causes you both to release a sigh. “Mmm, why don’t you show him how it’s done, Ei.” More of a demand than a question.
“Hmm, don’t mind if I do.” And he does. Kiri is grabbing you by the throat, forcing you to look at Bakugou by pushing his thumb into your jaw. His other hand ghosts over his shirt that covers your body. Pulling the fabric up over your chest, exposing all of you. Lowering his hand again, he draws one, two, three quick circles against your clit. Making your thighs twitch.
He quickly sinks two fingers back into you. Curling them up inside of you, hitting that spot he knows drives you mad. While he picks up the pace of his fingers thrusting in and out of you, you drop your hand to rub your clit. Kiri is quick to force your face to look at him and pull his fingers out of you, slapping your hand away from continuing your movements.
“Come on baby girl, don’t be selfish. Think we should let Bakugou have a turn.”
His eyes are on his best friend again, “Come on Kat, you gonna make her wait all day?”
“Nah, shitty hair. I’m not.”
Finally, finally. Bakugou makes his move. His thumb moves to start rubbing soft circles over your clit. Expirimentally stroking your slit up and down with the tips of his fingers. You start to rock your hips against his hand, wanting to feel him deeper. Kiri is quick to move his legs to wrap around yours and hold your thighs wide open by your ankles.
Kirishima and Bakugou exchange a quick glance before Bakugou quickly shoves two fingers inside you. Making you jump in Kiri’s lap, the redhead releasing a deep groan as your ass bounces against his throbbing cock. Kiri’s fingers always filled you up perfectly, long and thick, hitting all the right spots. Bakugou’s were just almost as long as Kiri's, but thicker than you had ever paid attention to.
His fingers are pushing in and out of you at a ruthless pace. The veins in his forearms bulge at how hard he's working his fingers into your dripping cunt. Kirishima still has a hand on your throat, keeping you in place, forcing you to look at the mess his best friend is making between your legs.
His off hand comes down to rub messy circles around your clit.
“She’s clenching around me, Ei. Faster, she’s gonna cum.” The blonde says, shoving his fingers deeper inside of you.
“Gonna cum for us baby? Why don’t you show Kat how good you are and squirt for us?” He pushes your head to the side, making room for himself so he can bring his mouth back to your skin, sinking his teeth into your shoulder and letting out a low growl. “Wanna cum all over Bakugou’s fingers, hm?”
You whine and try to move your hips even more. Bakugou is quick to move his off hand to keep your hips still and reposition himself to lay on his stomach, face right next to your pussy as he still fingers you open.
Kiri quickly swipes three of his fingers over your swollen bud before removing his hand to grip Bakugou's hair and pull his mouth to your overstimulated clit. Quickly sucking it between his lips.
Your entire body is shaking and you’re barely hanging on. Your orgasm is flooding over you. “Fuck! Nnngh, gonna cum! I’m – ah! Cumming!”
Your eyes squeezed tightly shut, spurts of warm, clear liquid coming out of you as Bakugou still works his fingers in and out of you. Kirishima is in your ear, curses falling from his lips at how provocative the sight in front of him is. Bakugou is earnestly lapping at your juices, drinking every last drop of your release.
When you finally come down from your high, vision refocusing as you blink the tears from your eyes, you feel Bakugou wipe his mouth on the inside of your thighs. Kirishima has released his hold on your throat and has been palming at your breast, rubbing his thumb over your stiffened peaked nipples.
“Such a good girl for us baby. You like it when daddy shares you with his friends?”
Your head is leaning against his chest as you nod and muster a soft “yes”.
“Wanna be a good girl and take me in your mouth with Kat behind you?”
The thought of being stuffed full with Kiri down your throat and Bakugou behind you has your body and mind reeling. And you want it.
You nod your head yes again, eyes shooting open as a second wind comes over you. You slip your shirt over your head completely. You move to grab at Bakugou’s shirt. Trying to strip the only clothed person in the room. He takes the hem in his own hands and tugs it over his head. Your hands pull at the waistband of his cotton sleep shorts, slipping one hand in to palm his length. Bakugou grabs the backside of his shorts and boxers, pulling them down around the muscle of his ass. Setting his throbbing cock free.
You stroke him a few times, thumb pressing into his slit to spread the bead of pre around the flushed red tip. Your other hand reaches down to roll his balls in your fingers. His length is impressive. Not as thick and heavy as Kiri, but long with forked veins you can’t wait to feel along your walls.
You turn back around to face Kiri, still holding Bakugou by his cock to pull him on the bed. You let go as soon as he sets his knees on the bed behind you. Leaning down onto your forearms, face in Kiri’s crotch, you stick your ass in the air and your tongue out to lick a long strip up your boyfriends length. You wrap your lips around the angry red tip and suck forcefully, earning yourself a long hiss from between Kiri’s teeth.
He brings a hand down to pull your hair out of the way and hold it in a fist at the base of your head. “Fuck baby girl, always so good with that mouth of yours.”
You flutter your eyelashes up at Kiri, whose jaw is slack with pleasure as he watches his cock disappear down your throat. Too focused on doing everything you can with your mouth, you almost miss Bakugou dragging the tip of his cock through the slick between your lips. Using your previous release to lubricate himself before pushing inside of you.
The head catches on your still swollen clit which makes your hips jump forward instinctively. Bakugou then pushes himself inside of you, slow at first. And you were right. You can feel every ridge of the veins on his cock dragging against your walls.
“Shit princess, I dunno how yer still so tight when you take Eijiro’s cock every night.”
This earns a laugh from your boyfriend, who is now pushing your head down deeper on his length. You hum around him and soon Bakugou’s hips are snapping against yours. The loud sound of balls slapping against your clit fills the room.
The air becomes thicker from the hot breaths and panting coming from the three of you. Bakugou has a death grip on your hips as he forces himself deeper into you each time. The force of him fucking into you has your body rocking, forcing Eijiro’s cock to hit the back of your throat. You’re desperate for air as the pace becomes too much, you’re so full from both ends and you can’t imagine what it would feel like to have both of them inside of you in a different way.
Kiri pulls you off of his length, looking down at your sweet face, saliva dripping down your chin, your cheeks stained with tears. To him, you’ve never looked prettier. Such a mess for him. He’s still got a hold on your hair when he pulls you up further. You prop yourself up onto the palms of your hands and his lips meet yours. He brings a hand up to wipe the new fallen tear off of your cheek.
Pulling away from your lips, Eijiro’s deep red iris’ bore into yours before he speaks. “Bakugou making you feel good baby girl?”
“Mmmm mhmm, s’good”
“Fuck her harder Kat. She can take it, can’tcha baby?” He coos as he rubs soothing circles around your cheekbone.
“Shit, ‘m not gonna last too much longer Ei, she’s clenching.”
“Ahhhaaa come on man, we’re not even close to being done.”
“Fuck, Eiji, ‘m gonna cum- gonna cum again.” you manage to breathe out in between Bakugou’s rough thrusts.
Your fluttering walls sucking him in deeper and deeper, you can feel his length start to twitch inside of you, hips starting to stutter.
You know his release is coming fast and you’re chasing your second as well. His hips are still smacking against your ass as you bring your hand down to rub your clit. Wrist flicking quickly as that coil comes closer and closer to snapping.
Kiri is holding your face in his hands as your eyes begin to squeeze shut and moans fall from your lips. “Fuck, cumming!”
“Shit, me too, ohh fuck!” Bakugou spills his seed inside of you with a grunt and continues to move his hips. Pushing his cum deeper as your second orgasm rushes through your body.
You drop your head down onto Kiri’s shoulder, Bakugou is quick to steady himself before collapsing completely on top of you.
Bakugou pulls out of you and you whine at the loss of feeling suddenly empty. Kiri, who is still painfully hard, pulls you flush into his chest again. Flipping you around before he settles you in his lap. Back against his chest, legs spread wide open for Bakugou.
“Doing so good for us baby, you think you can handle me and Kat inside at the same time?”
Your chest still heaving as you catch your breath, the blonde in the room doing the same. Although, you open your eyes and see that Bakugou is already hard again. Kiri wasn’t kidding when he said they weren’t close to being done.
Once your breathing steadies, Kiri drags his fingers through the slick between your legs. Dipping two fingers in your heat and pushing out the load Bakugou just filled you with. He brings his fingers up to your clit then back to your pussy. Gathering more cum on his fingers only to push it out and watch it drip down your ass.
A low voice breaks behind you, “Kat, come play with her clit again. It’s my turn.” the familiar growl sending chills down your spine.
Bakugou moves closer and starts playing with the far overstimulated bundle, pulling back the hood only to run the pad of his finger against it over and over again. Your body feels so spent already and you know you’ve got a long way to go.
The pressure on your clit is a good distraction for Kirishima’s thick fingers prodding at the tight ring of muscle. He works his two cum covered fingers into the opening, simultaneously kissing your neck to try and get you to relax.
Sinful moans escape your throat as you grind your hips down harder on the two pairs of hands working on your lower half. You bring one hand up to grope at your breast, the other reaching back to tug on Kirishima's hair.
“Shit princess, you into this? You like Kiri fingering that tight little asshole of yours open?”
“Mmm, yes Kat, so much. Feels so so good. Fuck Eiji, more please. I– “
Your eyes roll to the back of your head and a sharp gasp leaves your lips as soon as kiri shoves another finger inside of you. Curling them, trying to open you up further for him.
You can feel his hard cock pressing uncomfortably into your back. “You think you’re ready baby girl? Y’gonna let me and Kat in?”
You nod your head in compliance, looking over your shoulder at your boyfriend with big, pleading doe eyes. “Yes, wan’it so bad Ei.”
“You heard the lady, get over here Kat.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice shitty hair.”
Simultaneously you are stretched wider than you ever have been before. Bakugou pushing back into your already dripping core and Kirishima slowly opening your asshole. He’s pushing slowly inside, but Bakugou is quick with his thrusts. Your body rocking from his pace only to push Kiri in deeper.
Kiri reaches around to palm your chest with one hand, his other supporting underneath your thigh to keep you steady. Bakugou has one hand against the wall behind you and Kiri and the other is gently around your throat.
He slows his pace slightly as he brings his lips to yours. Kissing you with so much passion you feel heat bubbling in your core. Slow strokes inside of you and slow laps of his tongue against yours as Kiri finally bottoms out inside of you.
“Fuck, feels so fucking good.” Bakugou says into your mouth.
“You feelin’ as good as we are babe? Who are we kidding, I know you are. You love this, don’t you?” Kiri says, hips still as he is completely engulfed inside of you.
“‘ts so full, ah. So good. Fuck, move. Please.”
You really should be careful what you wish for because they are now both thrusting into you with so much force you’re seeing stars.
Your mouth open wide in a silent scream. If it was possible to get words out, you would be an incoherent, babbling mess.
The force of Kirishima and Bakugou thrusting into you almost becomes too much to handle. Their paces are relentless and matched, almost like they’re in a competition as to who can do it better, faster and harder. Fucking into you at the same time, a thin wall separating the two of them inside of you.
“Takin’ us so well princess. You really are a good girl aren’tcha?”
“You want me and Kat to fill you up at the same time baby girl? I think you do.”
“Shit! Too much, too much- ngh! Fuck!”
Their pace slows down just enough to where they can switch positions. Kiri opens his mouth briefly to tell Bakugou to lay down on his back and get you on top of him. They both slip out of you for just a few seconds. Bakugou now on his back, You’re straddling his hips as Kiri positions himself behind you. One knee on the bed in between Bakugou’s legs and the other propped up against the outside of your hip.
Both of them push back into you in one swift motion, this time their strokes offset one another. One pushing in as the other is coming out. Making sure you’re never left feeling empty.
Both of them are so deep inside of you that you can feel it in your stomach. The room is hot and heavy, your bodies are all slick with a thin layer of sweat. It feels so good to feel so full. Large hands on your body, sandwiched between their two large frames. Something you’ve always wanted and surely something Bakugou has dreamed of too.
With Kiri thrusting into you hard and fast, you feel another release coming. Bakugou doesn’t even need to keep a rhythm due to how hard Kiri is moving, rocking your body against Bakugou. Kiri’s heavy balls smacking against Bakugou's, the scene is so lewd but so hot.
“Shit baby, I'm gonna cum. Bakugou, you close man?”
“Yeah, ‘m close. Just keep going. Fuck! You got one more in you, princess? I think you do.”
Kiri grabs a fist full of your hair, pulling your back into a deeper arch, Bakugou snakes a hand down between your bodies to rub your clit again. Forcefully pushing his thumb against it. Your thighs are trembling at the pleasure coursing through every inch of your body.
As if the timing couldn’t be more perfect, all three of you reach your high at the same time. Bakugou and Kiri twitching inside of you as your releases run down your inner thighs.
Their softening cocks pull out of you at the same time. Kiri plants a loving smack to your ass and shakes the fat of it in his hand before letting go. You flop down onto the bed next to Bakugou and Kiri is quick to grab a towel from the bathroom.
Once the three of you are wiped down and resting on the bed, you find yourself sandwiched again between your boyfriend and his best friend yet again. You roll over, placing a hand across Kiri’s mid, reaching for Bakugou to do the same to you from behind. At the end of the day, Bakugou will admit that he'd never get tired of seeing you so spent and so full of his cum. Maybe he can convince his best friend, and you, to make this a regular occurrence.
Bakugou speaks up before sleep takes over your bodies. “We should all shower and get some rest. We have a long weekend and this is definitely happening again. This time, you’re gonna follow my lead shitty hair.”
You smile into Kiri’s chest, loving the competitive dynamic they share, “Good luck with that man, I run shit in this relationship.” The two playfully scoff at one another.
Good Gods, what did you get yourself into?
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pervysenpaix · 5 days ago
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Friends ... Have you ever thought about TechSupport!Kirishima, that's too fucking hot to be a computer nerd? Like you were completely taken aback when you saw his massive cock muscles. And like-wouldn't it be even crazier if y/n was kinda idk .... pervy 🥴
18+NSFW|MDNI tw!AgedUp, dubcon?, pervyfem!reader, use of "spunk"😍, pussy drunk Kirishima, breeding, overstimulation, spitting, Kiri is a good boy
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Imagine spending hours researching and compiling data for a report that’s due in the morning and just when you’re about to submit it into the database, the screen goes blank. You’ve literally been staring at a screen for hours. Crunching numbers and gathering evidence just for all your hard work to disappear.
What do you even feel in this moment? Nausea? Dread? Disappointment?
Anger.
Pure unadulterated anger that has you screaming at your monitor and throwing your stapler against the wall—which leaves at not-so-subtle hole that would definitely be coming out of your paycheck.
If I even still have a job in the morning.
Irritation bubbles underneath your skin in a way that has you fidgeting in your seat. Manicured fingers tap against the mahogany wood of your desk and the foot of your Louboutin pump digs into the carpet. Being the youngest executive at such an elite firm led to an overwhelming amount of pressure. Not to mention being the only woman on the board—that presented difficulties in itself. It’s like your male peers were just waiting for you to fuck up. Just prove yourself as the incompetent bimbo that’s no more than in office eye candy. Fuck—they were gonna have a field day with this.
You stared at the blank screen in utter defeat, thinking of how you’ll walk out of the boardroom carrying a box filled with office supplies and snacks in a dignified manner. Then, it hit you—a potential solution to your problem. The computer nerds in the IT department!
You nearly broke a nail lunging for your cellphone and placing the emergency order. The disinterested voice claiming to send someone “soon” had you a bit worried, but to your surprise there was a knock on your door five minutes later.
“Come in!” You chirped hopefully, praying that this scrawny little—
Wait a minute.
Is there a football tryout or something that you didn’t know about ?
“Hi there, I’m Kirishima. Nice to meet you. I hear you’re having some trouble with your laptop?”
Your jaw hit the floor when the 6’6 giant crouched over the threshold and into your office because there’s no way that this big brute of a man was some tech savant.
Well—brute might not be the right word. This guy had the sunniest disposition. Bright red hair pulled into a low ponytail. Radiant ruby eyes with flecks of blue that shimmered against the fluorescent lights. A gentle voice that was deep yet calming. And his smile–sharp pointy teeth that were perfectly aligned and sparkling white, framed by the plushest set of pink lips that you’ve ever seen. So, brute might not be the best word to describe this guy. At least not from the neck up. But from the neck down…
Well, that was a different story.
The man was MASSIVE. Everything about him was big. And I do mean everything. That thin light blue polo and tight khaki slacks held little to the imagination. The fabric was stretched so tight over the expanse of muscle it looked as if it was painted on. To make matters worse, you could make out the faintest lines of black ink peaking underneath his sleeve and slightly above his collar hinting at some ornate chest plate that made him impossibly more desirable.
“You work in IT?” Kirishima winced at the accusatory tone and scratched the back of his head. “Heh-yeah. I know I’m a little young. I just started today but I promise I can get the job done!” He chuckled nervously, completely oblivious to the fact that you weren’t confused by his age. Hell—he looked to be about the same age of you and you’d never discriminate on someone based on their age. Or anything at all for that matter. It just that—he’s so hot.
Oh fuck, well now I’m no better than the assholes I work with.
“No. No. I was just a little taken aback is all.” You threw your hands up and smiled, which made him visibly relax, “I’m sure you’ll do fine. I’m kind of counting on it”. Kirishima nodded with a bright smile plastered on his face and headed towards your workstation.
The redhead had the issue resolved in a matter of minutes. Saving you from corporate humiliation and help wanted ads. You were so happy you could kiss him—which is exactly what you said and turned him into a flustered mess. “I- Me- No- that’s just my job!” His voice cracked and he flushed a deeper shade of red that crawled up his neck and covered his cheeks and ears. He was so embarrassed. Is blushing considered manly? But what man in their right mind wouldn’t get nervous around such a gorgeous woman.
Everything about you was perfect. First and foremost, you were this powerful exec who had to be some sort of genius because there’s no way that you were older than him. Then all the other stuff. Beautiful face. Angelic voice. Sweet laugh. Kind smile. A plush body that looked so soft—
“Kirishima?” your bubbly voice yanked him from his brief, and slightly inappropriate, departure from reality. It’s not okay for him to think of his higher ups like that. No matter how sweet your perfume smells or how tiny you are compared to him. He just got this job and there’s no way he could fuck it up by being unprofessional. So, he cleared his throat and said his goodbyes. Hoping to keep his interactions with you to a minimum, lest he be tempted…
But you had other plans.
You see it’s hard being a successful businesswoman and finding a guy that checks all your boxes. The guys you worked with were all arrogant assholes who made jokes about you being their housewife. But Kirishima was so different! He revered you and always treated you with the upmost respect. A perfect gentleman that never stepped out of line no matter how hard you pushed him.
All those urgent calls that you sent in requesting him specifically because “he was such a good worker”. When actually all you wanted was to watch his red brows furrow when he scratched his head trying to figure out how you managed to get 17 different malware prompts that each lead to some dead end. Little did he know, you asked your best friend Mina to send some codes your way that would give you a chance to ogle the redhead cutie. Pushing up against him while you peered over his shoulder and pretended to be interested in how he was fixing something you’d purposely broken.
It was fun too.
He always got so nervous and flustered. He’d avert his eyes and not so discreetly adjust himself when your soft breasts pushed against his skin. Sometimes he’d audibly gulp when you’d run your French tipped nails down his toned arm. His attraction was obvious, but he never made any moves. So, one day you decided to take matters into your own hands.
“Wow—I’ve never seen anything like this. Your motherboard is completely fried. We might need to get you a whole new set up”. A theatrical gasp sounded from your chest. “Oh no, That’s awful!” You exclaimed, as if you didn’t disassemble the whole thing and drench it in iced coffee before you called him over. “Yeah—he shook his head, “but it’s not too big of a deal. I’ll just run over to the tech department grab everything”. You hummed, biting your lip, and chewing on the tip of a pen in a way that shouldn’t have made his pants tight. God—he hoped you didn’t notice, but of course you did.
“Hey, Kirishima… Why don’t I come with you? I can help you carry everything”. His eyes widened comically, completely taken aback at the thought of your tiny self lifting more than a finger. “Oh no! It’s fine. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt”. You pouted, fingers twirling around a tendril of hair and took a step closer to him, so that the two of you were standing chest to chest. “Well at least let me keep you company”.
The wet squelching of your sopping cunt reverberated off the walls lewdly paired by your sultry moans and Kirishima’s muffled grunts. Saliva spilled between your fingers from where your hand was pressed against his mouth that hung open in ecstasy. Big hands found purchase on the globes of your ass, not so much guiding—more like holding on for dear life while rode his dick. Bodies pressed together like the pieces of a puzzle in the cramped space of the equipment room.
Vermillion stands fell freely against his tanned skin and clung to the sweat beading against his flesh. Slowly—you whined your waist, drawing circles against the meaty cock that was bruising your cervix. A shudder ran down the redhead’s spine and his hips spasmed up into your heat, making your core clench around him. Slick saturated his thighs, pooling in the tufts of curly black pubes nestled above his engorged balls.
Leaning back slightly—you rolled your hips at a new angle that pushed and pulled Kirishima’s dick simultaneously. He whimpered loudly against your hand. Too pussy drunk to care about getting caught fucking his superior in the middle of the day. “Shh-“ you cooed, tightening the hand against his mouth. “You have to be quiet, baby. You can be a good boy for me, yeah?”. He nodded immediately, fighting the intense urge to scream your name because he was so willing to prove his obedience. Be your good boy. You chuckled, cunt spasming at the desperation in his red eyes. You’d never felt so desired. The way Kirishima gazed upon your face made you feel like some masterfully crafted work of art. It was like you were the only girl in the world. The only thing that mattered to him was your beautiful face and angelic cunt, milking his balls dry and bouncing on his dick to the point of overstimulation.
Tears fell from his eyes and his heart beat in time with each wet slap of your cunt. Even though your pussy was so filled with spunk that it dribbled down your legs—you never stopped bouncing. Cupping his balls with your free hand to squeeze him dry. You moved your hand just in time to hear his pornographic moan as his hips stuttered, shooting blanks into your gushy center.
He looked so pretty. Eyes rolled to the back of his head and mouth hung open with drool on the sides. Never one to miss out on a great opportunity—you leaned forward and slowly dribbled saliva down his throat, which he swallowed hungrily. It was enough to send you tumbling over the edge. Moaning and whispering words of praise while Kirishima whined and whimpered your name.
You clung to one another for what felt like hours before the red head broke the silence by clearing his throat.
“So umm—would you like to maybe go on a date?”
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some more demon AU doodles ;D
I’ve got the entire cast of MHA sorted into demon, human and angel categories, now I just need to actually work on the plot lmao
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