Would you start a knight Bakugo x reader series?
Btw I love you’re work 🫶🏻
This is such an old request but i found it in my drafts, upgraded it a little and I didn’t wanna put it to waste.
You had never really been insecure about how you were a commoner before. It didn’t really matter to you. Royalty, or anything higher up, sounded like a pain in the ass. You were fine with your small house and didn’t see the need for a castle. There was only one of you, after all. It just wouldn’t make sense.
You even had a small shop that sold fresh breads and deserts. For a commoner you were a happy one.
You couldn’t help yourself from longing for a greater title when you met the princesses personal knight. He was an absolutely gorgeous blonde man with bulging muscles and an explosive temper.
When he came down to the village he was the hot topic of the village women.
Camie and you were out watching him search the town with a redheaded friend of his through the window of your shop. He was on an errand for the princess herself. He looked to be getting directions from someone.
You looked away to bag up some bread for your friend while she gushed about how hot the blonde is.
You didn’t indulge, instead packing her order while nodding your head. You didn’t see the point in fantasizing about the knight. You obviously had no chance with a higher up like him.
You put the customers bag on the counter, “Anything else?” You asked.
She hummed, “Can you go in the back and get me some of that powdered sugar?” You nodded with a smile, “Of course.”
When you returned from the back you found the girl rather quiet. You prepared a playful comment as you rounded the door. But your mouth immediately slammed shut at seeing one of the knights in your shop.
“Oh.” You whispered. The blonde one was a lot more attractive now that he was standing in front of you. His beauty, along with his obviously invincible build had you frozen in intimidation. You now understood why all the villager girls were fawning over him.
You gained back your professional, calm attitude quickly, to your surprise. “Hello, how may I be of service sirs?” You kept back the stutter as you spoke..
He got straight to the point. “5 of the breading doused with caramel. Fresh.”
“I have a fresh bake in the oven right now, it should be done in about 5 minutes.” You spun around to grab the caramel.
The other knight, the redhead, came in right as you were about to make polite conversation. He addressed you with a respectful nod and then chatted with his friend.
In the meantime, you readied the caramel for the bread.
“So,” The redhead spoke to you, knocking you out of your zone. “This is a nice shop you hold!”
You smile, appreciating his comment. “Thank you, its my most prized possession. I value this shop more than the sun itself.”
He laughs, “So how’d you get into baking?”
You were happy he treated you normally. Usually the guards were stuck up and treated commoners like they were useless ants them.
“Well my ma-“ You yelped as you were rudely shoved by your friend. You didn’t even notice that she was still here. She had been gawking in the corner, working up the courage to talk to the knights. When did she get behind the counter?
“Hello, my good sirs~” Her tone was seductive as she leaned over the counter. “I own the Jewelry shop across the corner.” You glared at her for pushing you as you began to take the bread out of the oven. She ignored you, of course.
The redhead smiled awkwardly, “Im Kirishima and this is my friend Bakugou!” She stroked her cheek with the pinky as she looked up at the blonde. “You guys look so muscular, how do you do it?”
You glanced over at her with a look that said “calm down”. She ignored you. Bakugou made eye contact with you, you looked away. His eyes were a beautiful shade of red.
Kirishima rubbed his head, “Yeah, we have to be pretty manly to work as knights!” She giggled, “Manly? Y/n, would be a perfect knight. She can’t act like a fine women to save her life!”
You couldnt even pretend to be non hostile anymore cause that just pissed you off. You turned to her with an annoyed face, “Wanna say that again?”
She pouted at you, “I’m only being nice… I just want to give them a warm welcome on my part.”
You looked towards the two and mouthed an apology for her behavior. She could sense you were about to kick her out and she made her leave.
“Okay, well ill be at my shop. Stop by and I’ll give you a deal you can’t miss~.” You watched with a scowl as she walked out, swaying her hips.
You handed them their bag, “Im sorry about her, gentlemen. She can be a lot.” Kirishima just laughed while the blonde finally spoke.
“What a pervert. Why do you hang around such a bitch?”
“Bakugou!” His friend yelled.
You laughed, “No, he’s right. Im not mad at it.”
You began to pack some extra stuff for them as an apology. “Yeah, she’s definitely something. Excuse my tone.”
Bakugou scoffs, “Fuckin’ whatever, say what you want.”
You smiled at him, “That’s kind of you to say sir, I appreciate it.”
You began to explain to the blonde how you and her were childhood friends and now you couldn’t get rid of her. “I know that fucking feeling.” He growled.
You spent the next ten minutes talking to the two. It was nice and it felt natural. You felt sad when they had to leave. You barred them farewell and continued with your daily makings.
After that day you say them more often.
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I Regret Bonus - Kirishima x Reader
Masterlist: Here
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Gender: AFAB
Warnings: Vaginal fingering, A/B/O quirk, arousal quirk, crampie, thigh riding, unsafe sex - not good with terminology to let me know if I've missed anything!
Notes: Couldn't leave my boy Kirishima out ;n;
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'I regret everything.' I whined as I laid in my bed, thighs heavy with slick as I came for the 12th time that morning. It has only been an hour or so since I'd awoken to an aching need in my cunt that was impossible to ignore and a fever so hot that I was starting to see stars.
I was exhausted and yet nowhere near satisfied. I knew I was going to need to call in sick with how painful this arousal is.
It took me a while to figure out what the cause was. At first I thought I'd been hit with an arousal quirk in my sleep, as impossible as that is. However the more I looked into the quirks I'd copied at random that took my interest, I discovered something that I didn't know when I copied the quirks.
Quirk: A/B/O
This quirk gives the user characteristics of the A/B/O genre, including giving them a second gender. This gives them claws and fangs that can retract as well as basics such as enhanced senses and physiological changes such as scent glands and enhanced animalistic thinking.
Quirk: Estrus
This quirk gives the user the ability to cast uncontrollable arousal in individuals who are touched or are within a 5 m distance.
Apparently, this included heat and rut cycles as well as an estrus cycle, the latter of which is experienced because of the quirk with the same name - side effects of both quirks. It's not helped by the fact that I was weeping out of every hole - even my ass now had a uterus and there was a third uterus with a vaginal opening between my anus and normal vagina, both with slick pouring out of them, like male Omega’s get in the Omegaverse and it was killing me. Three vaginas was too much to contend with when all I had were handheld toys at my disposal.
'I don't have enough hands for this shit.'
What made things worse was that I was capable of experiencing a mating season as well as a heat or a rut despite not being an Alpha, which confused me. I was clearly an Omega - even having the male equivalent of uteruses.
To cum more readily I even activated a quirk that gave me both male and female genitalia but the friction, despite my slick, was starting to hurt my sensitive head and thick knot that had formed from my last orgasm, and I was nowhere near feeling satisfied. So I deactivated it and wiped my hands clean before searching for my phone with disdain.
I am irritable and whiny all whilst pining for an Alpha to be submissive towards. It's a weird concoction that I wasn't appreciating as I laid in what I now realised was a nest of blankets and pillows I'd created to house myself as I cried from over and under stimulation.
Everything was made worse by the fact that I had no clue how long this would last.
‘Is this monthly or annually?’
The more I looked into this quirk the worse I felt, especially as I discovered I would have an annual mating season, would go into heat monthly, would go into estrus biweekly and would go in a rut whenever someone else experienced either one of these phenomena - so I could experience all of these at once, as I was, on top of an estrus cycle that corresponds with my menstrual cycle. I would’ve breathed a sigh of relief if I didn’t remember that there are many other people who would go through heat, estrus and or mating season, meaning I would be triggered into a rut by these and could even be triggered just by using the Estrus quirk.
‘I blame Tokoyami’s mating season…!’ I groaned, ‘Then at least it would just be a heat, estrus and a mating season…’
I wanted to cry.
“I can’t take this any more.” I moaned, deciding quickly I needed to call the school and explain what was going on. I needed help with this; there must be someone with a similar quirk that they’ve known about. After all, I copied these things from someone else.
Much to my surprise, when I explained to the receptionist I needed to speak to Aizawa, I was passed to him relatively quickly.
“(L/N)-san.” he greeted, “Are you unwell?”
“Something like that.” I groaned, crossing my legs tightly, “I’m in a very… difficult situation and I need some guidance.”
“I can help you in class if you want?” he begged, “If you get here sooner we can discuss it before class.”
“I… I don’t know if I can come to class.” I basically whispered. Aizawa frowned at this on the other side of the line with concern.
“Should I be concerned, (L/N)-san?” I sighed.
“I don’t know.”
“Why don’t you tell me the problem first?” he begged, walking down the hallway to get away from people, realising quickly that this was a private conversation, “Then I can tailor my aid better.” I groaned.
“This is going to be super awkward, so I’m sorry.” I warned, earning a grunt which sent a painful zap towards my clit, making me flush, “I copied a quirk.”
“Uh-huh…” he nodded when I didn’t say anything else for a few seconds.
“It’s given me a clusterfuck of hormones.” I explained slowly, “I’m essentially experiencing a mating season, a heat and a rut simultaneously as well as an estrus cycle - they are different. And I’m a bit scared.”
“... I wasn’t expecting that.” he admitted, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “I assume you’re in halls?” I nodded.
“Yeah.” I laughed humorlessly, “I know, right? I only discovered this would happen today because it’s happening now.
“I didn’t think to look at the weaknesses when I copied the quirk. It just seemed so interesting I couldn’t pass it up. Even if I edit the quirks I can't get rid of what I'm experiencing right now.”
“Stay in the halls.” he confirmed, “I’ll do some research and see what strings I can pull. You won’t be the first to experience either one of those things and I doubt you’ll be the last.
“For now, remain in your room. I’ll explain to the class that you’re having some… complications with your quirk and not to visit you.” he hummed, looking over at the watch on his wrist, “I’ll try to contact you by the end of the day and recommend you stockpile some food whilst the others are gone.” I nodded.
“Thanks sensei. I appreciate it.” he nodded.
“I’ll talk to you later. Stay safe.”
“You, too.”
And just like that I breathed a sigh of relief and laid back down, hand drifting down to my painfully empty holes and clit, only to come away with heavy slick dripping from my fingers. I groaned, pulling my head into a pillow and screaming for a few minutes before going back to playing with myself, unable to hold on for much longer without some kind of stimulation.
“-I heard there’s a new dessert in the cafeteria today.” Bakugou rolled his eyes at Denki as he walked with pep in his step besides himself and Kirishima. He didn’t say anything as Kirishima raised his brows and begged back what it was as though he didn’t know himself.
Bakugou played along.
However Denki eyed Bakugou with a triumphant grin as he confirmed, “A spicy chocolate mousse!”
“Sounds right up your street, huh, Bakugou?”
“Hn.” he noted, not sparing a glance towards either party as he entered the classroom, making his way towards his desk. Denki deflated at the response, following Bakugou besides Kirishima.
“Aw man, did Kirishima already tell you?!” Said red-head shook his head.
“Nah man. That’s just Bakugou for you.” he chuckled, earning another eye roll from the spiky haired fellow.
“Doesn’t it excite you?!” Denki whined, earning a snort.
“Do I look excited?” he begged sarcastically.
“C’mon Bakubro!” Kirishima chimed in, slinging his arm around him, “You love spice!” Bakugou gave a ‘tch’ before shoving him off.
“Whatever, Shitty Hair. And don't call me that!"
Denki, deflated, made his way over to Shinsou whilst Kirishima continued to make small talk with Bakugou.
“Good morning, students.” Aizawa greeted, catching everyone off guard, Denki and Kirishima running to their seats as soon as he entered the room.
“You’re here early, sir?” Yaoyorozu spoke up, raising her arm. Aizawa nodded.
“I have an announcement.” he confirmed, “As you know, Tokoyami is still off. However (L/N)-san is having some complications with her quirk.
“As a result it would be wise for you all to leave her be in her room and don’t communicate with her until it resolves. It’s likely to last for at least a week.”
“So we won’t see her at all?” Ashido begged, earning the shake of a head.
“But what about food?” Hagakure begged, “(L/N)-san eats a lot.” Aizawa removed some of his hair from his face, thinking about the response, before answering.
“We might need to ask one of you to deliver the food to her door.” he concluded with distaste, “It’s not ideal but it’s imperative that all of you leave her alone. It might be best to have one of the girls to deliver the meals…” he sighed, fingers to the bridge of his nose, “Although that might not help.”
“Is she well?” Uraraka begged, concerned. Aizawa nodded.
“She’s not sick. It’s just something related to her quirk.”
“Why do they have to be female?” Iida begged, raising his arm. Aizawa groaned.
“It’s not necessary. But it would be best that all the men stay away from her door.”
“Why?” Kirishima begged, “What would require only the men to stay away?”
“Is it the same reason as Tokoyami?” Asui begged, raising her hand before Aizawa could respond. He sighed.
“Wait, why is Tokoyami away?” Midoriya begged her way.
“Mating season.” Asui noted casually with a shrug.
"Oh hell yeah!" Mineta cheered, causing Sero to cringe.
"You are banned from that floor, Mineta." Aizawa warned, his hair flying all over the place as he glared, earning a gulp from the boy. His words caused everyone to turn back to Aizawa, who was rubbing his temples.
“It’s a private matter. That’s all you need to know.” Bakugou raised a brow at this.
“So who’s gonna feed her?” he begged with a glare. Immediately everyone turned to Bakugou, causing his brow to twitch violently, “Why me?!”
“You love cooking.” Todoroki stated as though it were obvious. Shinsou snorted and Bakugou ‘tched’ and looked away sharply, glaring ahead of him as Aizawa looked at his watch again before divulging into the remaining announcements, none of which really kept Kirishima's attention. He didn't often pay attention in class, so this wasn't new. But this time he had a focus on his mind as his brain kept thinking back to (F/N).
The pair had grown close since they're both part of Bakugou's little group. She was down to spar at any time and offered when Bakugou was busy and the rest was history. She always managed to get the upper hand in situations and it amazed him, her strategic mind.
So to hear she was in trouble didn't sit well with him. He wanted to help - had to. He just wasn't sure how, so he spent most of the remainder of the day trying to think up ways to get her better and sooner rather than later.
I waited and waited until I knew the coast was clear. The only other person would’ve been Tokoyami two floors below, but he was staying at home, so for the first time I was on my own in the halls. Despite this, I was nervous to leave the safety of my nest to the point that I waited for far longer than I needed to.
It just didn’t feel right.
Opening the door I went to walk forward, but found myself freezing in the spot at all the scents.
“Oh… my god.” I reeled, gulping.
It took me a good few minutes just standing there in order to get used to all the smells. Some were pleasant, some were repulsive.
But others were tasty.
‘The strongest scent is…’ I realised quickly, mouth watering, ‘Bakugou’s…’
My scent-clouded mind wasn’t so surprised by this reveal. Bakugou smells like burnt caramel normally, so it’d make sense that I’d be attracted to it. It really was a no-brainer, even if I longed not to be attracted to the interesting scent, just glad that he wasn't here to witness this. It's not like I was actually interested in him beyond his tantalising smell.
The scent that I wasn't expecting to be drawn to, however, was that of Shinsou's. It was soft and tantalising. Like a comfortable cloud. It made me relax and feel like curling up and taking a nap despite my current circumstances.
What was more interesting was the minty freshness that was Todoroki’s scent I could detect from the elevator.
‘It’s almost spicy to the senses.’ I mused, feeling a wave of calmness wash over me.
Again, it didn’t surprise me that I felt myself drifting his way. Todoroki was very attractive and we had been getting closer as of late. It was almost predictable.
Above all else, however, was a familiar scent that belonged to no one other than Kirishima. His smell was the second strongest next to Bakugou and I was thoroughly enjoying sniffing around his room like a feral beast, desperate to taste him.
I had to slap myself to stop myself from following their scents and instead made a beeline for the kitchen and raided my pantry, grabbing every snack and unspoilable food I could before running back to my room. I was as quick as I could feasibly be. But as I went to close the door, I found myself peeking outside and down the hallway towards Bakugou's room.
I shook my head.
‘I can’t go sneaking in his room.’ I scolded myself as my Omega whined at me, begging to investigate. I shook my head again as I felt my thighs clench and almost whined myself.
“No. I can’t.” But I didn’t move away from the door.
‘... Ugh why does he have to smell like that?!’ I cursed, looking back down the hall. Before I even realised what I was doing, I was sneaking towards Kirishima's room, as though I were about to be caught at any moment. I could feel Aizawa scolding me, but of course it never came since he was in class with everyone else.
‘This would be so amoral of me…’
Despite knowing this, I found myself grasping the doorknob. I cringed at the squeak as the door opened, but I was quickly blindsided by the absolute raw stench of his scent and felt my Omega trill in happiness.
From there I had zero control of myself as I entered his room, sniffing deeply as I attempted to fill my entire lungs with his scent.
Naturally, his bed smelt the strongest. And I couldn’t stop myself from lying on it and taking a deep breath of his pillow. With little effort I could fall asleep here and God did I want to.
However, I didn’t want to be caught by a cleaner or anything, so I regretfully removed myself from his bedding and skulked around his room with intrigue.
It was busy. Lots of posters and personables. Books were strewn about the place and there were papers everywhere along with clothing all over the floor.
It was a mess, really. But it was his den and right then it smelled like home.
I couldn’t help rummaging through his things as though I were searching for something. But I was careful enough to put everything back exactly as I found it before eyeing the exit with disappointment.
‘I need to leave.’ I concluded, anxiously, ‘I need to get back to my room.’ despite feeling safe immersed in his scent. Regardless, I needed to get back and the need to hide was strong.
I couldn’t force myself to leave quickly. I eyed the bed and whined before eyeing his dirty clothing on the floor with a dangerous thought in my mind.
‘I can’t.’ I argued as I looked inside, moving things around a bit as I took in his scent further, ‘He’d so notice if I took something of his.’
As if that was the only reason not to steal his clothing like some kind of smell-pervert.
‘Man I’ve really stooped to a new low.’ I concluded as I pawed at a shirt of his that smelt the strongest. Instincts told me I needed it for my nest and no matter how much I tried to rationalise, I found myself stealing the shirt and running back to my room to hide - from everyone and my shame.
I was grateful to Aizawa for warning off the rest of the class now that I’d committed a crime. But the way my Omega praised my decision left me feeling euphoric, especially as I snuggled the shirt and preened the den I’d created.
I spent most of my time preening, snuggling Kirishima's shirt and masterbating. It was a simple routine as I stored my snacks carefully as though I was creating a proper den to live in. And I supposed I was, given I’d be stuck here for the next however long it would be before I could go back to normal.
When I started to hear the whirl of the elevator and the sounds of people talking that was my first clue that school was over. My next clue was the knock at my door.
Knock! Knock!
My head snapped up as I took in the scent by the door. It was Shoji.
"Uh… just wanted to let you know we're all thinking of you, (L/N). We'll be here when you're ready for us."
I felt myself swell with happiness even if I found myself growling at the intrusion. I couldn’t bring myself to say anything back though as the girls muttered to one another quietly before going to their individual rooms. I found myself on edge, listening intently to everyone returning to their dorms or going elsewhere as I hid in my nest.
I had no idea how anxiety-inducing it would be now that everyone was back. But now I knew: it’s very anxiety-inducing.
I managed to fall asleep by burrowing myself with blankets and pillows. However I stirred when I sensed someone outside of my door, hearing them muttering curses to themselves.
That’s when I realised it was Kirishima of all people.
I practically leaped out of my nest, thoroughly ruining it, and leaned across the door, taking in a deep breath of his scent. It was then I realised I smelt something else tasty and wondered if he’d made food for me.
My heart and Omega leapt at the thought.
“Food, food, food!" he knocked, “I’m leaving it out here for you!”
'For me…?'
I had to claw at myself not to open the door and jump on him. Taking deep breaths I tried to focus on the smell of the food instead of the smell of Kirishima as I listened to his footsteps recede. And only when I was sure he’d retreated did I open the door and take the contents, eating quickly before leaving the bowl outside of the door as he had done.
This continued morning and evening for the next few days and sadly I wasn’t improving despite ordering new toys and other kinky tools to try and earn some relief. I was extremely grateful for Aoyama bringing them to me, oblivious to the contents, grateful that he wasn't hoping he’d get to see me when he knocked on the door. I heard him sit down outside of it as he began telling me about what I’d missed at school.
It was sweet of him.
“Deku lost it at that.” he revealed, keeping me on the edge of my seat, “I've never seen him so angry.
"Also what's going on with him and Uraraka?" I laughed, something he didn’t hear as I was hidden under the covers of my den.
I considered sitting by the door, but I was too desperate for a release, I worried I’d open it and ruin everything. And of all people, as wonderful as Aoyama is, my rational brain and Omega didn't want to have sex with him.
Only Kirishima would work. He was my prime Alpha.
So I didn’t and waited for him to leave before taking the box and abusing its contents.
By the time I had finished it was dinner time, and I basically sat glued to the door with blankets on me as I listened for Kirishima to arrive.
The strength of the symptoms seemed to wax instead of wane as time went on and I realised I was starting to really struggle when I heard his familiar footsteps coming towards the door. I breathed in greedily when I was greeted with his scent and moaned at the delicious smell, feeling myself until he paused at the door and knocked.
"Knock Knock!" Kirishima beamed through the door, "Food, (L/N)!"
I didn't move from my position as I attempted to process that he was at my door. When I did I ended up tumbling over my blankets and smacked into the door.
"Ouch…" I muttered, rubbing my head as Kirishima jumped, surprised at the sudden noise.
"... Uh you okay in there?" I groaned.
"Mostly…" I muttered as I took in his delicious scent from the doorway.
"You trip?"
"Maybe…" he sighed and chuckled.
"Need me to look at it?" I purred at the thought.
Without another word I cracked the door open and peaked out. Kirishima hadn't seen me looking quite so ragged and feverish before and was slightly taken aback. Especially as I opened up the door for him to reveal my attire which did little to hide my figure and my aching cunt - the slick was practically pooling and he immediately flushed in surprise.
However his attention was at the mark on my head and knee that had already started to bruise and bleed. He sighed and shook his head before entering, pulling me to the bed before going for the med kit he knew I kept in the bathroom.
Sitting beside me he gently took my leg and placed it on his lap so he could get a better look. I watched with awe as he delicately dabbed a piece of cotton with antiseptic before placing a bandaid over the wound. He then grinned up at me.
"All better." He beamed, placing my leg back on the bed carefully before leaning over and grasping my cheek, "Let's look at your forehead now…" he hummed, sticking his tongue out as he got more cotton doused in antiseptic.
The whole time I watched him. The way his eyes glowed in the light of my fairy lights. The way he would grit his teeth when I flinched from the sting of the antiseptic. I hadn't realised just how beautiful this creature was.
When he pulled back to get another bandaid I stopped him. He looked at me, confused as I sat up on my knees so I could look down at him. He gave me a quizzical look as I leaned down before taking his lips.
Kirishima didn't pull back. In fact he immediately reciprocated in a long, sweet kiss. It felt passionate. It took my breath away.
"I need you." I breathed.
Kirishima looked surprised at this before it turned to contemplation. He looked away, cheeks reddened.
"I don't want to take advantage of you." He admitted. I tilted my head.
"You can't be taking advantage of me if I've liked you all this time." He blinked, looking up at me with surprise.
"Really?" I smiled, eyes hooded with love as I caressed his cheeks.
"Of course, Love."
He took a moment to process what I said before he leaned up and kissed me again. However he was the one to try and deepen the kiss, which I reciprocated readily. It soon got heated as he tugged on my hair, earning a moan into the kiss as I yanked on his t-shirt. Our tongues battled for dominance and he was winning. But I didn't care.
I pulled away only to force his shirt over his head, causing him to laugh as he helped remove it.
"Impatient." He teased, earning a kiss on the nose. With flushed cheeks he pulled me onto his lap and began to make out with me again, earning breathy moans when I ground down on his groin. I smirked into the kiss, earning a nip on my bottom lip. When I gasped he sucked on it before smirking back at me with teeth showing.
'Two could play at that game.'
I rocked my hips, earning a hiss and making me grin down at him. However I didn't have long to react as he pulled me to sit firmly on his meaty thigh before grabbing my ass and pulling me into rocking against his thigh. This earned him a moan as the fabric of his trousers caught my clit.
Kirishima smirked up at me again as I lost myself in the sensation, him rubbing small circles into my hips and ass as he continued to guide me along his thigh. Only when I began to rock more rapidly did he start to nibble and suck at my jaw and down my throat.
When he tugged at my shirt I removed it, discarding it in a random direction across the room. To my surprise he leaned back and looked up at me with a loving gaze, filled with awe.
"You look beautiful, Sweetheart."
I felt my cunt clench and so did he. He smirked but said nothing before sitting back up to go at my jaw before moving down my neck again. When my hips began to stutter he encouraged me to continue, taking one of my nipples in his mouth to give a long suck.
"Ejirou…" I panted. He nodded, tongue twirling around the sensitive bud before popping off.
"C'mon Beautiful." He encouraged, slapping my ass before kneading the same area, "You can cum for me, can't you?"
I nodded feverently. I was seeing stars as I got off on his thick thigh. I was getting close and he spent most of his time just watching me, gently kneading my ass or breast and giving my neck little nips. He wanted to see me when I came and it wasn't long before I was fulfilling that wish.
"Ejirou…!" I whined, "I'm close!"
"You can do it, (F/N)." He whispered into my ear, "Cum, Beautiful."
"I-I'm gonna…!" I screamed his name, eyes rolling back as pleasure washed over me. My hips rolled a few more times through my high before stuttering to a stop as I came down from my high.
"Beautiful." He smiled, moving a piece of my hair from my face as he looked up at me. It was then as I became more lucid that I realised I'd ruined his pants with my slick. But he didn't seem to mind as his hands glided around my body.
"Need knot." I whined, thighs clenching at the discomfort. Kirishima wasn't sure what that meant, but it didn't take much thinking to realise I was likely talking about wanting to have sex with him.
"C'mere." He ordered and I obeyed as he put me into position, ass up in the air as I kicked off my underwear. Slick dropped down my thighs and he tutted, "Such a mess down here."
Kirishima licked up my thighs and across my aching pussy, taking a taste. However before I could get any stimulation he pulled away. I whined, looking back at him only to silence myself as he pulled down his trousers and boxers in one fell swoop.
To say I was surprised was an understatement. Although I wasn't sure what to expect, exactly, I realised quickly it was good he'd worked me up so much because he was big.
Kirishima climbed over to me, hand on his erection as he pumped it a few times. It drooled precum giving it a slick appearance. He wasted little time in lining himself up at my entrance. However he was hesitant to push further.
"Tell me if it hurts." He warned. I nodded, wiggling my butt at him and causing him to spank me again.
He was slow as he pushed in. It was a stretch but I could take it with the amount of slick I produced being a big help. I groaned as his head made entry, eager to rock back and take him fully but his ironclad grip on my hips prevented me.
"We have plenty of time, Sweetheart." He chuckled at my eagerness. I whined. However to my surprise when he was mostly in he slammed the rest in, causing me to yelp in surprise.
"Better?" I purred at that and nodded, not trusting my voice as I felt him beginning to pull out again, less slowly.
Kirishima began a slow pace, being careful to stretch me out. But after he was well situated, his pace and brutality picked up. He had his hand in my hair, pulling me up so he could listen to my pathetic howling as he fucked me hard and rough from behind.
"This better, yeah?" He begged as I bounced on his cock and nodded.
"Y-yes! Please! Don't stop, E-Ejirou!" I begged as he slammed into me over and over again.
"That's what I thought. You like it rough, huh, Beautiful? Yeah you do."
I was seeing stars again as his brutal pace increased even more. I could feel his quirk working in his hands as he gripped onto me tightly but I didn't mind. It was actually a turn on to experience his quirk in this setting.
However one of his hands left my hips so that he could thumb at my clit, the other pushing me into the bed by the hair.
"Good girl. Such a good girl for me, aren't you?" He moaned, pounding away, the loud slaps sounding throughout the room loudly, ricocheting off the walls.
I was getting close again and Kirishima could tell by the way my cunt fluttered around him. It milked him for all its worth and left him a moaning mess on top of me. He began to nip at my neck as he continued to pound into me, doing his best to get me there.
"You can do it, Beautiful." He encouraged again, "I need you to cum for me, okay?"
With a few more thrusts I came hard on his cock and screamed into the bedding. As I did my cunt clenched around him tightly and he hissed out a moan.
"So tight."
Kirishima continued to thrust into me deeply, so deep I was sure he'd bruised my cervix. But I didn't mind, feeling him deep inside was delectable. So when he came, painting my insides white, I mewled.
"Fuck…!"
Kirishima's hips stalled after riding through his high before collapsing to my side. Turning over I cuddled into his chest as his arms immediately went around my body, pulling me close.
"Better?" He begged, kissing my temple. I hummed, snuggling in close, nuzzling his neck.
"Better."
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