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blackmissfrizzle · 4 years

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Pairing: Angel Reyes x black!reader

Summary:Angel gets to see your dancing skills.

Warnings: Smut

A/N: Inspired by a conversation with @tomhardydallasstarsgirl. Also a special dedication to @starrynite7114

I strongly suggest listening to Rihanna’s Skin while reading.

Coco was dragging the Mayans to a dance studio. The girl he was seeing at the time invited him to see her routine. “I don’t understand why we don’t just go to a strip club.” Gilly complained as they made their way through the parking lot. “This is free, man! They may not be naked, but you might get a lap dance. Now stop complaining!” Coco stomped out his cigarette and put some pep in his step.

Trish and her group just finished performing their rendition and now it was your group’s turn. “Oh, there he is!” Crystal whispered excitedly to you. Turning around you saw Coco waving at Crystal with the rest of the Mayans behind him.

Immediately, you started freaking out. None of them could see you like this. Especially, your best friend Angel. They all thought you were an innocent schoolteacher, not some dancing vixen.

You went out to seek reprieve from your other best friend and dance instructor, but she was already shaking her head no. “C’mon Nic, please! You perform with the group!”

“Nope! This is kismet. The forces at be wants you and Angel to bang and who am I to deny them?” Before you could stop her, she began to introduce you and your group. “Anddd, we have a special little treat,” Nikki stood behind you and clipped the microphone to the bottoms under your sweatpants. “Miss. Y/N here will be singing as well as dancing.”

Angel quirked an eyebrow at you saying, “Really?” In return you gave him a small smile and shrugged.

As the best starts, the dance studio dims to a blueish purple color, setting the mood that you’re singing about. The further along the song played, the more you got into it and stopped worrying about what Angel would think. Usually, you would find an unsuspecting target to sing and dance to, but instinctively you zeroed in on Angel. Tonight, he was gonna be the object of your desire.

I got a secret that I wanna show you, oh

I got a secret so, I'mma drop em to the floor, oh

You teased as if you were gonna strip out of your sweats and when you didn’t you swore you heard Angel say ‘fuck’. His eyes got fiery and you knew you had him under your spell, so you gave him a sly little smile. Angel raised another eyebrow saying, ‘You better quit while you’re ahead’, but did you listen? Hell no!

Go deep, I'mma throw it at you Can you catch it? Don't hold back You know I like it rough

You hit the squat, tugged on your own hair and bit your lip. “Oh shit!” Coco was there for Crystal, but he couldn’t help but be entranced by you. Angel hit him in his stomach when he caught him lurking at you too long for his tastes. “Look at your own fucking girl.”

“Hate to break it to you mano, but everyone’s staring at your girl.” Angel looked around and Coco was right. His brothers were getting their eyeful of you, even his baby brother. “Really, Ezekiel?”

“Sorry man. It’s like she’s a fucking siren.” They were so consumed with arguing within themselves they didn’t notice that you were slowly strutting towards Angel.

So why you standin' over there witcha clothes on?

Baby, strip down for me, go on, take 'em off

Don't worry, baby, I'mma meet you halfway

'Cause I know you wanna see me

Angel held his breath as he watched your body move towards him. He always knew you had a banging body, but the way you moved confirmed it. His eyes followed every little move you made.

Almost there (ha, ha)

So baby don't stop what you're doing (Uh-huh, ah)

Softer than a mutha, boy, I know you wanna touch

Breathing down my neck, I can tell you wanna (No-o-ow)

Finally, you were close to Angel. You had sung into his ear as you slid your hand down his chest to his sizable crotch. “Querida, you’re playing a dangerous fucking game. You better be sure you can handle the consequences.” Oh, he was really pissed, but not as pissed as he was about to be.

I got a secret that I wanna show you, oh

I got a secret so, I'mma drop em to the floor, oh

Unlike the other time, you weren’t a tease and took off your sweats and over shirt, revealing solid black bikini bottoms covered in fishnet shorts with a black bikini top to match.

No heels, no shirt, no skirt, all I'm in is just skin

No jeans, take 'em off, wanna feel your skin

You a beast, oh, you know that I like that skin

Come here baby, all I wanna see you in is just skin

O-o-oh, oh, oh, oh your skin

O-o-oh, oh, oh, oh just skin

O-o-oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm lovin' your skin

Oh, oh

The male dancers joined in and it was practically dry humping to Angel. The chemistry between you and your partner had him seething. To Angel it seemed that if your dance partner could, he would’ve fucked you right then and there. “Imma kill him,” Angel muttered to himself.

“Calm down, playboy. Look,” EZ pointed out to you walking towards him again.

All I wanna see you in is just skin

Oooh

All I wanna see you in

All I wanna see you in is your skin, oh

You circled around Angel as if he was your prey, but in reality, you were his. He’d have to show you as soon as this song was over. His eyes followed you as you circled him. He wasn’t missing one second of this. As you surrounded him you took off his kutte and put it on yourself. Angel knew he was gonna fuck you once he saw you started dancing, but when you put his kutte on he knew he was gonna fuck you while you wear that and nothing else.

The song continued to slow down, and you slid your back against Angel’s front as if he were a human pole. “Y/N,” he growled, warning you, but you weren’t listening.

You were no longer singing, but the instrumental kept playing. The outro was freestyle, so you let the music flow through you and did whatever came to you naturally. And naturally you wanted to tease Angel. Since you near the ground, you slid down to your chest to arch your back. To go a bit further, you slid your hand under your body to grab your clothed pussy.

You couldn’t see, but you could hear the little commotion of the Mayans behind you. It sounded like Angel was ready to snatch you right off the floor and the others had to stop him.

Rolling over your head, you hit the splits which earned you cheers from the other dancers. Looking over your shoulder at Angel while biting your lip, you bounced up and down. He tilted his head at you and clenched his fists. You could tell he was hanging on by a thread, but you just weren’t through with him yet.

Crystal and you got together and began grinding on one another until you got into a squat, twerking on one another. But this time your eyes were on Coco. When Angel saw he wasn’t in your eyesight, he moved to stand in front of Coco. “Angel, move! I can’t help it if Y/N wants to look at a real man,” he teased. “Man, fuck you!”

You could see that Angel could possibly start wrestling Coco, so you removed yourself from Crystal and started popping one butt cheek at a time. That kept Angel’s attention until the song was over.

Everyone applauded your group. Yahir, your dance partner came and gave you a hug. “Damn, Y/N you did the damn thing!”

“Thanks! You weren’t too bad,” you joked, nudging his shoulder. Your conversation didn’t last too long because Angel with your duffel came and interrupted it. He kissed the side of your forehead and whispered into your hair only low enough for you to hear. “Tell your friend goodbye before I beat his fucking ass.”

“But I want to see everyone else dance.”

“Nah, we got some business to handle, querida.”

Yahir stretched his hand across your body to shake Angel’s hand. “You must be Angel. Y/N talks about you all the time.” Angel gave him a weak shake. “Yeah, I’m sure she does. Anyway, we gotta go.” Angel didn’t even attempt to say bye, he just drugged you to the door.

“Bye, Y/N!” Coco told you as you walked pass him and Crystal. “Bye Johnny,” you sung, giving him a flirtatious smile.

Angel tugged you even harder, making his brothers laugh at him. “Go straight home, no pit stops. Understand me?”

“Yes Angel.” You snatched your keys out of his hands. “Want your kutte back?”

“Nah,” he pressed his hands on your shoulders. “I like you in it.”

Angel kept close to you, not letting a car come in between you two as he followed behind. He even got off his bike before you were able to turn off your car. It was like he was glued to you. He was so damn close to you as you unlocked the door that you could feel his hardon.

When you finally entered your house, Angel threw your things to the side, lifted you in his arms and carried you to your room. “Yo ass like showing out, huh?”

“Angel, what are you talking about? Matter of fact put me down. Best friends don’t act like this.” You tried to wiggle your way down, but Angel held you tighter right on his erection. “Best friends also don’t grab their pussy in front of each other while singing about fucking. But I ain’t trying to be your best friend.”

“Then what are you trying to be, Angelito?”

“Your man.” His lips hovered over yours. “Hmm, I don’t know if I want that. I know Crystal doesn’t mind sharing, so there would be no problem for me getting at Coco.”

Angel threw you on the bed and ripped your fishnet shorts and bikini bottoms. His tongue surrounded your clit. He suckled on it like he was eating a peach. “Angel!” You wrapped your hands in his ebony hair, pulling on it when he wouldn’t give you release.

He lifted his head and licked his lips. “It ain’t nice to tease, is it?”

“No,” you cried out. “Then who’s pussy is this?”

You should’ve just let it go and comply, but your whole friendship with Angel was built on teasing and you weren’t about to stop it now. “Mm, I’m still stuck between Coco and Yahir. Maybe I’m leaning more towards Yahir. Did you see how he practically pounded my pus-”

Angel caught you off with his dick. Now you were a mumbling mess. “Huh, what was that mami?” He cupped his ear, pinning you down with his other hand. Still no words could be formed. Never in your life have you had the delicious mix of pain and pleasure. Angel was stretching you out in all the the right ways. “Angel, please. Move.” You were gripping onto his wrist from how intense he felt.

“Nah, not until you tell me who this sweet pussy belongs to.” It was killing Angel not to move, but he knew he had to wait you out. “Shit, Angel you! You own this pussy, my body, my heart!”

A lone tear fell down Angel’s cheek. “I love you, Y/N. Always have. Let me show you.” Angel began moving, giving you slow, deep powerful strokes.

Cupping his face, you leaned up to kiss him. “I love you, Angel.”

Your proclamation drove Angel crazy. It was the words he’s been waiting years to hear. He tore his kutte and your top off your body and flipped you over on your knees. “Give me that arch that you were throwing in my face earlier,” Angel ordered with a smack to your ass.

A thrill ran through you, but you were a little upset that he took his kutte off you. “I thought you wanted to fuck me with your kutte on.” You looked behind you and shook your ass a little.

Angel kissed you down your spine, making you shiver with each one. “We got time for that later. Right now I need to feel your skin against mines.” Angel slid right in, causing you and Angel to spill out a harmonious, “Fuck.”

This time Angel fucked you faster, but still hitting you deep. “Look at my dirty little puta creaming all over my cock.”

“Angel,” you whined, reaching behind you, trying to push him away. It was too much. He was too much. The pleasure, the ecstasy was overcoming you.

Angel grabbed both of your wrists and held them with one of his hands. “Nah, take this dick. Keep that same energy you had earlier.”

He was brutal with how good he was making your body feel. Every time he felt you lose a bit of your arch, Angel would pull out of you until it was just like he liked it. “Don’t be getting lazy on me now.”

“Please, daddy! Let me cum!” You begged on the verge of tears. “Only because you asked nicely.” Angel let go of your wrists and snaked his hand under you to rub on your clit. The added pressure had you falling apart, screaming Angel’s name.

“Shit, querida, I’m cumming.” Angel pulled out of you, jerking himself off until his seed coated your back. He got all primal and possessive when he saw you covered in his cum. You felt Angel fingers dip into his cum on your back. “Angel, what are you doing?” You asked tiredly. “Just making you mines.” He snapped a picture of his work and showed it to you.

With all the energy you could muster up you turned towards him and rolled your eyes. “Really, Angel? AIR?”

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. “There wasn’t enough for Angel Ignacio Reyes.” Throwing a pillow at him, you hit him in the face. “I hate you!”

“I love you, too,” he chuckled, pulling you both to lay down and get some rest before round 2.

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z-iridest · 4 years

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Ok last one I got really excited what if bakugo, kirishima and Kaminari react if their s/o was actually a stripper and hid if from them what do they do when they find out. 😱😗😗😗😗😗😗😗😗

A'ight, Imma do these in headcannons, and the boys are aged up to 18+ for this:

Stripper! S/O Headcannons:

Ejirou Kirishima:

For the record.... This was all Kaminari's idea...

He's honestly really shocked that Kaminari asked him and Bakugou to go with him, though it took some convincing on his part to get Bakugou to go

Within five minutes, Kaminari had wandered off with a stripper, Bakugou sent straight to the bar and got loaded before leaving....

Meaning poor baby shark was on his own.....

The minute the pounding beat of Ginuwine's Pony started coming out of the speakers, his attention went toward the stage.

Boy, was he in for the shock of his life

The stripper on stage was rocking a provocative version of his hero outfit, wearing a red lace bra as the top instead of going topless like he normally was in his hero uniform

The body rolls the stripper performed... My God, his face got redder than his hair in seconds

That's when he spotted h/c...

No fucking way...

Working the stage like you owned the place, in a sexy outfit that reflected who's girl you were, there you were.

Lap dances, no matter how much extra money you were missing out on, were a no no due to having a loving boyfriend. You weren't about to betray him like that

You didn't even notice him until halfway through, and you nearly stopped in shock.

But, instead of freaking out, you shot him a flirty glance, resisting the urge to giggle when his face got darker red, especially when you worked it with your eyes on him the whole damn time

Afterward, you got off stage and walked to him, waiting for him to break up with you for not telling him. Instead, he kissed you.

"Damn, babe, why didn't you tell me? You were fucking amazing up there!"

Katsuki Bakugou

Why the fuck was he even at a strip club? Simple: Shitty Hair and Dunce Face dragged him there.

He had an s/o who he loved with every fucking fiber of his being, he didn't need countless sluts throwing themselves at him when he had you..... The perfect partner.... It was why he had rejected the idea in the first place.

So, while Kaminari and Kirishima were getting hammered, Bakugou growled impatiently. He wanted to fucking leave already, but due to being the only one out of the three still sober, he had no choice but to stay

That was about when the stripper on stage caught his eye....

The outfit this stripper had on was a very provocative version of his hero uniform, and the stripper kept their face hidden..... But, he could see that the stripper had h/c... Wait.... what if....

It was impossible, but he'd be damned if he said that the thought didn't turn him on....

As soon as his vermillion eyes caught a pair of e/c ones, his widened.

Holy.... Shit

The pounding music began to play, and the moment you raised your e/c eyes to look at the crowd, beginning your routine, you almost fucked up everything upon seeing a certain pair of vermillion eyes staring up at you.... What the hell was your boyfriend doing here?!

A smirk crawled onto your face as an idea popped into your head... You had never done lap dances, private or otherwise, due to being in a relationship and not wanting to break the trust you had with him...

But... Since he was here watching you...

You started dancing on stage, working it like you owned the place, a cocky smirk on your face as you eyes stayed on your boyfriend, gauging his every reaction as you rolled your body, teasing him by pulling your bottoms down very slightly with your thumb before popping your hip and walking seductively to the pole

Bakugou watched as you started really showing off, your gremlin of a boyfriend dark red in the face.

You showcased your agility and core strength on the pole, hooking your leg on it as you slowly leaned back, grabbing a section lower than you before letting go with your legs, easily putting your feet down on the ground again.

Only to jump back up, grabbing the pole again, spinning a bit before you faced the crowd, sliding down it with your back to it, your eyes remaining on your boyfriend the whole time, the biggest smirk on your face.

Oh man, when he caught you after the routine.... were you fucking in for it for that little stunt

"Just wait till I get you home, princess... You'll pay for teasing me like that in public..."

Denki Kaminari

This motherfucker right here...

It was his idea in the first place to try to drag Kirishima and Bakugou into a strip club.

Granted, Bakugou had cussed his head off as he was dragged in, and immediately went to the bar with Kirishima to get loaded in order to forget that the night ever happened.

But, oh man, did he get his payback when he saw who was on stage.

The stripper was dressed like his hero persona, the uniform being the same except that the bottoms were short as fuck shorts.

As Pony by Genuwine started playing, they took off the jacket and threw it into the crowd, revealing a white tank top underneath as they dropped it like it was hot...

And he fucking recognized the stripper! How could he not recognize those goregous e/c eyes he had stared into countless times and fallen in love with, or the goregous h/c he had run his hands through several times over?!

As you came back up, you rolled your body, taking off the tank top so you were left in the black with yellow lightning bolt sports bra, working the pole and the stage equally, closing your eyes.

You opened your eyes again as you looked into the crowd, sliding down the pole and catching a pair of golden eyes staring widely at you.

Looks like your secret was out... Oops...

Oh, well, might as well have fun with this.

The rest of the routine, you flirty glanced at your boyfriend, working it just for him.

He got so turned on, not only did he accidentally shock himself a couple times on accident and got a nose bleed...

He went stupid.

When you were off, you took him home and gave him a private session...

Oddly, that snapped him out of his stupid state.....

"You gotta do electrifying crap like that in private with me, baby.... You're mine."

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