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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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Bakusquad boys fucking you until youre crying and ruined by their big fucking cocks :((

sniffling i just think that you’d be in a new relationship with frat boy! bakugou would bring you home from a date and be like !! “got a surprise f’you sweetheart, promise you won’t freak out?” ‘n then it’s just all of his friends with their cocks out desperate to fuck you, cause they thing kats’ girlfriend is so cute..so fucking pretty.

“they really really like you, yanno. wont stop askin’ about you.” katsuki standing right behind you, fingers dancing up the backs of your thighs down your panties to ease the tension in the room, toying with your clit, fucking you with them like you’re on his dick. “you wanna play with them?”

please and you nod your sweet little head, and katsuki tilts you by the chin to let kirishima kiss you first, guiding your hand to his absolutely massive cock— so big it makes you nervous and whimper into his mouth, the boys letting out quiet ‘fucks’ while they wait their turn, ‘n eiji is so gentle with you, hiking your thigh up on his hip so he can rub is fat dick through your folds, mushroom tip stimulating your nub just right wails.

and when he finally makes you cum like that, you get passed over to denki who’s the complete opposite of the red head— he’s longer than he is thicker, and he makes you cockwarm him :( sit on his lap while he pinches your clit over and over till you’re cumming before he fucks it back into you nice and slow— torturing you, laughing down in your face aaaa.

sero just wants to eat you out, groaning at the taste of his friends mixed in with your juices— smiles into your cunt when you grab his hair, pout and whine because it’s too much and you’ve been through way too much tonight but he knows just how to use his tongue on you, begging you to give him a little something since he’s been so patient all night :( makes you squirt in his mouth.

you get passed back to bakugou and he makes you feel like you’re the only two people in the room— his mouth on your neck and his body pressed over yours while he pounds you into the couch makes you forget all about his friends watching and jerkin’ their dicks to your needy moans. katsuki knows exactly what you like, has it engraved into his mind where to touch you, that you like it when he puts your legs on his shoulders and when he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back into your tight heat. he pulls back, spits on his dick to watch it disappear inside of you along with all that cream, and precum— oh he loves it, loves how you’ve not moaned anyone else’s name all night except for his :(( and then in the end he’s filling you up with his cum and marking you as his property from the inside.

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lady-ashfade · 4 months

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Snowballs.

Poly!Bakusquad x Reader.

Someting about the cooled, the snow on the ground made you feel so warm inside. Watching them play in the cold white fluff and laugh while throwing snowballs at each other made you feel so happy and in love. It’s been a year since you all started going out and this Christmas was the first season you spent as a couple.

“Don’t just stand there,” denki shouted and ran behind you as you laughed. “Help me.” The others look at you with smirks with the snowballs in their hands. You sigh and put up your arms ready to take the hits.

“Come one, do it.” You grin mischievously. They scream and start to launch them at you. You only laugh as they all hit you, one going in your hair and face.

Denki screamed and reached up and took your face in his hands, “Not the face.” He screamed and got in front of you again. “My hero.” He gave you one kiss on the cheek before turning around with a playful glare.

“Let’s get them.”

#denki kaminari x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #mina ashido x reader #ejiro kirishima x reader #hanta sero x reader #bakusquad x reader #poly!bakusquad x reader #poly bakusquad #poly bakusquad x reader #winter drabble

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grapementos · 10 months

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ʙᴏʏꜱ + ʙᴜᴛᴛꜱ 🍑

『ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʙɴʜᴀ ʙᴏʏꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴛꜱ ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ—ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴛᴇ & ᴏᴠᴇʀᴀʟʟ ɢᴏᴏꜰʏ. ᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛᴛꜱ. ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀʟʟ 』

⤷ ᴋ. ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ, ᴋ. ᴅᴇɴᴋɪ, ᴇ. ᴋɪʀɪꜱʜɪᴍᴀ, ʜᴀᴡᴋꜱ

❥ katsuki loves every inch of you. of course, he loves your mind and soul more than anything, but your looks were definitely a bonus.

you were the same with him, except there was one thing you loved a tiny bit more.

“goddamit, y/n, if you poke my ass one more time—” he gritted his teeth, body basically folded in half from your playful assault on his ass.

you giggled, backing yourself up against the nearest surface, “sorry, kats. you know i just can’t resist when you bend over in front of me like that.”

his hands were twitching and eyes scanning, a telltale sign that he was watching and waiting until the perfect moment to get you back, “it’s not even just then. when i’m walking up the stairs, or laying on my bed, you go straight for my ass like some kind of vulture.”

“you do the same shit!” you accused, “except you don’t poke, you grab!”

he chuckled, as if recalling a fond memory, “dunno what you’re talking about.”

“bullshit.” you scooted against the wall, never once taking your eyes off him. you couldn’t stay in the same spot, for he’d easily be able to manhandle you and get you back.

your eyes darted left towards the living room and then right towards the laundry room, excitement and fear and adrenaline thrumming under your skin.

“don’t even try.”

now or never, you decided, making a break for the living room with a squeal.

the heavy footsteps behind you made the chase all the more thrilling as you launched yourself towards the couch, only to fail as bakugo wrapped his arms around your waist just in time.

“no!” you screamed, struggling fruitlessly against him.

“nice try.”

❥ kaminari is always attached at your hip. physical contact makes his skin buzz with life and love and everything in between. he’s always holding your hand, your thigh, your face, and occasionally your ass.

he doesn’t have a favorite part of your body, considering he’s constantly touching all of it, but he does love ass as much as the next guy. he’ll poke you when you bend over and burst out into hysterical laughter at the look on your face when you stand upright.

your favorite thing to do in retaliation is to take the high road and wait until you’re laying together. every night, he has to crawl to the end of the bed to tug the ceiling fan light off, giving you the perfect opportunity to kick him right in the ass.

“ah!” he yelped the moment your foot made contact with his ass, curling in on himself.

“that’s what you get for nearly knocking me over earlier.”

just as he moved to get back at you, he lost his balance and rolled right off the bed with a thud.

instinctively, you burst into laughter, throwing the blanket off to go check on him.

he was laughing too, cracking up on the wood floor at his own pain. looking at him just made you laugh more as you dropped to the floor beside him, trying desperately to breathe.

“oh-” he guffawed out, “oh fuck.”

you shook off the last bit of giggles, straddling his lower stomach, “are you okay?”

once his face went back to his normal color, he nodded as the last bit of laughter bubbled out of his body, “yeah, didn’t even hit anything. except for my butt.”

your head fell onto his chest as you broke into laughter all over again, “oh my god, perfect.”

❥ ejirou is the ass man of all ass men. he naps on it, grabs it, pokes it, smacks it, bites it—he’s an ass man. he squeezes it when he kisses or hugs you—his hands just naturally gravitate towards it.

since being with him, you’ve developed the habit of squatting rather than bending over to pick something up. you only walk behind him up the stairs, which sometimes is advantageous for you, considering you’re quite fond of his ass as well.

you’ll poke his butt when he goes upstairs, which starts an all-out chase around the entirety of the house. even at his agency, you’ll visit during his break to bring him something to eat and bug him for his hour lunch.

“thanks, babe,” he spoke through a mouth full of lunch, sat behind a sleek desk.

“no problem.” you had a chair pulled up next to his, fingering his hard, gelled up hair, “you should’ve taken off your hero costume.”

he eyed you knowingly, “why? cause my sash covers my ass?”

you grinned, “maybe. but i gotta say, i do love the half-naked part of your costume.”

“perv.”

“you’re one to talk.”

he chuckled and lifted you onto his lap, his hands resting comfortably where your hips ended and ass began, “yeah, but at least i’m honest about it.”

you cupped his cheeks and kissed his nose, “you are, my lovely, pervy ass-man.”

❥ hawks isn’t always with you, but when he is, he’s all over you. he’ll take you to the highest places and hold you, the two of you trapped between his wings. your ass is one of the more intimate places he loves.

sometimes he just needs to hold you in silence, listening to nothing but the sound of your breaths mingling and heartbeat becoming one. his hands will skim feather-lightly over your waist, hips, and ass.

you’d finger his feathers, gently rubbing them between your fingers. you’d gently rub the lightly scarred area where his wings sprouted from, basking in the sheer intimacy between the two of you.

other times, when he was less vulnerable and more of the happy, charismatic, witty hero that everyone knew, he’d tickle and carry you, make dirty jokes and innuendos that left you rolling your eyes.

you loved both sides, but you had to admit that the soft, quiet intimacy was your favorite.

“i love you.” you mumbled into his bare chest, slipping your hand down his back.

“i love you.” his eyes were closed, thumb smoothing over your hip, “all of you.”

his wings fluttered under your touch the moment you moved your hand up, his hand squeezing the fat between your hip and ass.

“me too.”

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sunarinscat · 6 months

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Long Distance

He texts you.

‘Good morning :)’

And you smile knowing you stayed up long hours into the night giggling over the phone. You lay comfortably under your covers while you confided your deepest secrets to each other. He held the phone at funny angles to make you grin and you did. God, your cheeks hurt from how hard you were laughing last night as you spilled every single detail to him. And you know you talk to much.. you apologized more than once. But he only responded

‘I love when you tell me the little details’

And now he’s asking if you got any sleep. He knows you didn’t. He sends you little text message games and at the end of the night he asks you to tell him all about your day. Every single detail. In fact he just has to call you again so he can get the full experience as you walk him though the events of your last couple hours without him.

He sets up little coffee dates with you over the phone, and has you download a watch party app so you can watch your favorite shows together. He regularly sends you little trinkets he sees that remind him of you. He makes it work because he can. Because he loves you.

Hushed whispers over the phone turn in to wishes which turn into plans which turn into plane tickets until you’re in his arms once again. He’ll keep you there as long as he can. However, even from a distance he will make you aware of your value. Because you are worth more than the sun, the moon, and the stars to him.

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zazter-den · 2 months

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Chronically Chill

Synopsis- Sometimes life gets in the way of holiday plans, but your boyfriends always know how to roll with the punches. A different kind of domestic bliss with Sero and Kaminari.

Reader Characteristics- Fem with severe cramps.

Warnings- Smoking MMJ, Shotgunning, Denki as a TENS unit.

Tags- Period Comfort, Cozy Fluff, Caretaker!Sero, Caretaker!Denki, Epileptic!Denki.

Word Count- 2000

Sero pushed the door of the apartment open with an almost silent creak, the dim light from the kitchen just barely outlining the home's furniture. He could feel the weight of the day's patrol heavy on his muscles, the kind of fatigue that only came from hours of swinging through the city and wrangling villains with his tape. His backpack hit the chair with a soft thud, followed by the soft clatter of his helmet.

Making his way to the shared bedroom, Sero pushed the door open quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone. To his surprise, Denki was still up. He was sitting up in bed, his electric blond hair slightly disheveled. His worried expression caught Sero's attention immediately. But it was the sight of you tossing and turning uncomfortably in Denki's arms, that caused a surge of concern to rush through his veins.

He let out a tired sigh as he stripped down to his boxers, crawling onto the bed on your other side. He leaned over to Denki, pressing his lips against his boyfriend's in a rough but loving kiss, ringed fingers tangling in the blond hair. “Hey, Denks, sorry I'm late” Sero whispered, his voice filled with concern. “How's she doing?”

Denki looked up at him exhausted. “Having a rough night” he murmured concerned. “Been thrashing for most of it.” He rubbed circles on your back.

“Been looking after our girl for awhile, huh? Good boy” Sero praised, his voice filled with tired affection. His fingers continued to stroke Denki's hair gently, a soothing gesture that he knew always helped to calm his partner. Sero had always admired Denki's empathetic nature, how he could feel the emotions of others so strongly. However, he wasn't a fan of how sometimes it was to his own detriment. Denki leaned into the touch, his eyes closing briefly as he let out a sigh.

Your eyes shot open with a cry as you jolted awake by an excruciating cramp that twisted your insides. Your fingers instinctively dug into Denki's lower back, seeking some form of relief from the pain that coursed through your body. Denki was too worried to notice your grip, and just held you closer. “I'm sorry, love…” you whimpered into his chest, realizing once the pain subsided that you had unintentionally dug red marks into his skin.

Denki's expression softened as he gently kissed your forehead. “It's alright, babe” he said as he continued to rub circles on your back, “Hey, I know just what you need. So- health or mana potion?”

You winced, body still contorted in pain. You had to wait a moment for it to pass, your breathing shaky and uneven. “Both” you whimpered finally, voice barely above a whisper. You needed all the relief you could get tonight.

“On it” Sero drawled in his typical nonchalant manner, pressing a gentle kiss on top of Denki's head followed by one on yours. He hopped off the bed, footsteps barely making a sound against the floor as he moved through the shared home.

In the living room, Sero quickly adjusted the air conditioner, setting it on a low temperature. He wanted to ensure that you and Denki wouldn't overheat if you needed the heating pad later. If there was one thing Sero hated after a long day, it was waking up sticky with sweat- and it sure wasn't going to make your night any easier either,

Moving to the kitchen, Sero opened the fridge door, the soft hum of the cooling system filling the air. He reached in and retrieved a spherical bubbler, its glass cool to the touch. He filled it with chilled water, the liquid cascading down and forming a thin layer of frost on the glass.

He turned his attention to the electric tea kettle, filling it with filtered water from the sink. The sound of rushing water filled the kitchen as he closed the fridge door with a quick motion of his elbow. Balancing the bubbler and the electric tea kettle, Sero carefully made his way back to the shared bedroom. He placed both items on the nightstand next to you, within easy reach.

Denki watched as you tried to move towards the nightstand. But before you could reach your destination, a painful cramp halted you in your tracks. “Whoa, easy there, girlie” he murmured softly, his voice filled with concern. He quickly shifted behind you, wrapping his arms around your abdomen and gently scooting you back between his legs.

The blond focused his quirk to create a soothing current that coursed through your stomach. As the gentle energy flowed, you let out a shaky sigh, pain slowly dulling. It wasn't a complete cure, but the relief was enough to take the edge off, to make the agony more bearable. “Ooh, I love you, Denks” With a grateful sigh, you relaxed against his chest, feeling the warmth he radiated seep into your body. His lips brushed against the side of your neck, the soft lingering kisses sending tingles down your spine.

“See- now you're gonna make me jealous” Sero teased as he placed a tea tray on the nightstand next to the kettle and the bubbler. The wooden tray held three elegant black and gold teacups, an array of different tea bags, and a small jar- everything you'd need for a night like this.

“Be useful, sparky” Sero teased playfully as he dangled the cord of the electric kettle in front of Denki's face. The electric hero snatched the cord between his teeth, his eyes narrowing in feigned annoyance at the jab.

“I was being useful” Denki mumbled around the cord, his words muffled but his the mock indignation in his tone was clear as day. He bit down, letting his quirk flow through the cord, his cheeks puffing out slightly as electricity crackled and buzzed between his lips. The kettle responded instantly, a soft whirring sound filling the room as the water inside began to heat up

Leaning back against Denki's firm chest, you couldn't help but smile at the playful banter between the two men who meant the world to you. You reached up to stroke the buzzing blond's cheek affectionately. “Don't listen to Hanta, love. He’s just riling you up to boil the water quicker” you chuckled.

You turned your gaze toward Sero, giving him a scolding look that was more endearing than intimidating. Denki, meanwhile, maintained his mock glare at him, the corners of his mouth twitching in a barely contained smirk. The kettle's water began to bubble a little quicker, responding to the surge of electricity from his quirk.

Hanta just laughed, his deep voice resonating through the room as he watched your bratty display. “You two are only cuter when you pout” he chuckled, grinding the medical cannabis from the jar.

You tried to remain comfortable, leaning against Denki's supportive body, his hands providing a soothing hum of electricity over your abdomen. Yet, the relentless wave of another cramp hit, wrenching another pained whimper from you as you instantly doubled over at the waist again. His arms tensed around you, trying to provide some comfort, but the pain was beyond intense. The kettle's chime signaled the water had reached its boiling point, and Denki promptly spat out the cord, his face twisted in distaste at the metallic tang that lingered in his mouth. Sero quickly filled the teacups, the steam rising in gentle spirals. Yours was filled with red raspberry leaf tea, a natural remedy for cramps. Meanwhile he sank constant comment into the cups for he and Denki.

With the teacups set aside to allow the tea to steep, Sero turned his attention to the chilled glass, holding it up to you. “Mana potion is up first” he teased, invoking the dorky inside joke- one of many that had become a cherished part of your relationship.

Sero lit the bubbler as you deeply inhaled the smoke carrying the promise of pain relief. Your lungs filled with the herbal remedy. A sense of calm began to spread through your body as the pain-relieving properties of the medical cannabis took effect, bringing a welcome break from the relentless cramps.

Denki's hands lingered over your stomach, his fingers delivering the faintest current, just enough to mimic the sensation of a TENS unit. Each kiss he planted on the nape of your neck and the curve of your shoulder was tinged with a tiny spark. The cannabis amplifying the sensation to a delightful tickle that coaxed giggles from you. You shimmied backwards closer into his embrace, the warmth of his chest providing comfort as the medicinal effects began to ease your pain.

“You too, Denks, don't want you to stress yourself into a seizure” Sero piped up, his concern clear despite the teasing undertone. You ducked down, as he brought the bubbler to Denki's lips. A silent offer of relief for the empathetic hero who had been fretting over your pain all night.

The blond took a deep inhale, but firmly pulled Sero forward, sharing the smoke with him in an instant. As the smoke passed between them, Denki's lips crashed against Sero's in a rough kiss, quirk sending a tingly static shock to Hanta's snakebite piercings. Sero's kiss grew more aggressive as he held onto the smoke, caught between the need to exhale and the desire to keep kissing his boyfriend.

Finally breaking the fiery kiss, Sero leaned back, his hands firmly planted on the mattress to support himself. A smug expression spread across his face, as a thin tendril of smoke escaped his lips into the air between them.

Your eyes followed him as he pulled back from the intense kiss with Denki. “Now I'M the one getting jealous” you teased, only to be interrupted by another wave of pain. Denki responded with tender nuzzles against your shoulder, trying to comfort you through the lingering pain. Sero turned his attention back to the steeped tea. “Here, beautiful, health potion” he said, offering the teacup filled with the raspberry leaf concoction with a wink. A perfect cup of tea for your situation.

Turning to Denki, Sero handed him his own cup of spiced tea, subtly telling him it was his turn to relax as well. “Thanks, I can still taste the brass from the plug” the blonde muttered, his face contorting into a grimace as he stuck his tongue out.

Denki settled back against the soft support of the headboard, the warmth from the spiced tea gently seeping into his tense muscles. His left hand remained protectively curled around your hip, maintaining the comforting electric touch over your stomach.

Sero held his own teacup steady, the amber liquid barely moving as he maneuvered his way into his designated spot next to you. With a gentle stretch of his arm, Sero placed your now-empty teacup onto the bedside table with a quiet clink. Slipping under the soft covers, he found his place next to you and Denki. The three of you finally settled into your usual sleeping arrangement.

With the pain finally subsiding, your voice broke the comfortable silence that had settled over the room. “I'm sorry, guys…. This wasn't how I wanted to spend Valentine's Day night with you” you confessed wearily. Sero wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. Denki, rested his head on the taller hero's shoulder, settling in closer for the night.

“Don't worry about it” Denki yawned with sleepy affection. “Any Valentine's Day I get to see you two is a good one” Sero chimed in, his words carrying the same sentiment. As the weight of the night's events began to lift, you felt your eyes grow heavy, the fatigue finally catching up. With a sense of peace, you drifted off to sleep, cradled between the two people you loved most in the world.

And, really, is there any better ending to Valentine's Day than that?

Author's Note: Struggled with describing the scene I saw in my head, sorry it didn't come out quite the way I wanted ^^; I just really like the comfortable rhythm that comes with being in a committed relationship for awhile.

Tags: @neon-gothicc @dcsiremc @bakubunny

#zaz drabbles #minors dni #sero x reader #hanta x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #denki x reader #kaminari x reader #period comfort #comfort fic #cw smoking #cw shotgunning #cw periods #cw cannabis #zaz scheduled shenanigans

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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year

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.We're Just Buddies.

Summary: Bakugou's girlfriend is making him feel things and he goes to confront her about it. Sucks that they're bad feelings.

Katsuki Bakugou × black!reader

Notes: Damn how do I suck at summary's as well? LMAO I DONT WRITE ALOT PLS HAVE MERCY this has been in my drafts for a while and its pretty short, so why not-- also why do I WRITE him so much he's not even my favorite🤨 (am I lying to myself rn🫠) ALSO REALLY SUPER SORRY THAT I'VE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG

Warnings: jealousy, insecure Bakugou, suggestive talk and action so JUST TO BE SAFE 18+ MDNI college au(?) Its so quick tho, adult lovers Bakugou is in his 20s and so is reader, hurt/comfort, little drabble of sub!Bakugou because g o d that has me on a chokehold, mention of Kaminari x reader, Bakugou being treated like the princess he is

Reader: black, female, she/her pronouns, use of quirk but it's unamed, same height as Bakugou, bit of a dom!

"Do you like him?"

Bakugou breathes heavily when that question seethes from his mouth. His eyes shielded by his blond hair, not wanting to look his girlfriend in the eyes when she answers the question that has been haunting him for the past month.

"Uhm.." She chuckles. Bakugou dragged her into their bedroom to ask a vague question? "What? Bakugou, what are you talking abo--"

"Do you. Like him." His voice almost cracks, but he wants to keep up his angry facade. No, he needs to. He can't cry in front of her.

She blinks as her face contorts into confusion. "Baby, you're gonna have to be more specific."

Fucking hell. Bakugou grinds his teeth. Does she want to torture him? This is already hard enough, he can't take much more if his heart is already breaking.

"Fuck! Denki! Denki fucking Kaminari! The yellow bitch who you always hang around, the guy who makes you laugh so much, the guy who you're always smiling with!" He yells out. His clenched fists are trembling, just like the rest of his body. Let's dub it as trembling with anger.

Her eyes grow wide. Oh, he's serious about this. "Bakugou--"

He interrupts her again. "Do you like him or not!?"

She sees the desperation and hurt in his bright saffron eyes. His thin eyebrows knitted together, making crevasses in his forehead. A moment of silence passes through the air, making it hard for Bakugou to breathe.

Her face stays neutral, yet her eyes are soft. Soft enough for Bakugou to see the truth. "Not the way you're thinking, no. I don't like him like that."

He doesn't believe it.

She smiles and walks closer to him to rub his arms in comfort. "We're just buddies! I--" He steps back from her, eyes going unfocused.

"Bullshit. I see how he looks at you. Like you made the fucking sun and life itself. And you just-- let it happen! I--"

"Katsuki."

That two-syllable name carried so much power, it made him shut up immediately as her velvety voice sliced through his mind. She never calls him by his first name unless she means business. And she means business.

He looks up at her, now sitting on his bed like a goddess on her throne. She does things effortlessly and gracefully. It makes sense for Denki to fall in love with her. She has him around her finger, just like Bakugou.

She taps beside her, beckoning Bakugou to sit next to her.

"Come."

Bakugou frowns. "Y/n, no." His voice betrays him, making it to be weak and cracked. She says it again, with just the same soft force she uses every time someone doesn't listen to her. "Come here."

He lets out a shaky breath and trudges slowly to her. He plops down next to her, her addictive scent taking over his mind. He always felt safe and small next to his girlfriend. And he feels it now; but he also feels like he's in trouble.

She puts her hand on his naked shoulder, goosebumps already forming from her gentle touch. "Remember what we talked about? About voicing our feelings better?" She says. Bakugou remembers. Instead of killing his vocal cords and exploding everything in anger like he used to do when he was younger, she taught him how to have better communication skills. Not just with her, but with everyone. He's gotten better. But it's just so easy to go back to the old habits.

Bakugou nods.

She hums. "I understand that you're mad. But, please. Talk to me like an adult. Not a kid."

That's right. They're not kids anymore. They're grown now. In college. Owning a shared apartment. Owning a car. Paying bills. Being pro-heroes.

And with a situation like this, it's best to have a sit down and talk about it thoroughly.

Bakugou breathes out. His fingers playing with each other. He's so tense you could throw a boulder at him and it would break. The quiet makes both of them feel on edge, but Bakugou needs to find the right words.

"When we go over to the dorms, and I see you and Kaminari play those stupid ass games," He can feel the anger bubble up again. He won't let it take over, so he clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "And I see you leaning on him, and how..."

It hurts him to say this.

"--Natural, it looks... I get this pit in my stomach that doesn't go away. Even if I leave the room, it's still there. It lingers for a long time. And then I get those thoughts in my head. That I'm not good enough for you. That I'm not caring, or attentive, or funny enough for you to act like that around me. I just... I get so jealous and angry that he--" He sniffs, nose getting runny. He can feel it. The tears welling up in his eyes. "That he might take you away from me. And I don't want that to happen. You- you mean everything to me. I love you so much and I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you--"

A deep kiss stops him from finishing that sentence. He closes his eyes and melts into it, feeling at home.

"Don't you dare say that about yourself. Ever. Do you understand?" She frowns at him, hurt across her face because he said those horrible things about himself. He whimpers a little and nods. Her hands go up to his face and cradle his cheeks.

"Katsuki, baby, you are enough for me. You're honestly way more than I can ever imagine." She chuckles. She searches for his eyes, and when she finds them she smiles. Eye contact means everything to her. It's the doorway to the soul, and words have more meaning when you look into someone's eyes. "You're perfect for me. Your mind, your body, your soul. Everything. And also, Denki is my friend! I've known him since middle school. I've told you this."

Fuck.

His cheeks start to burn. "Oh. Right. I-"

"Forgot? Mhm, I can see that. But I understand where you're coming from. I have been hanging out with him more than I thought. And I forgot about my darling boyfriend." She kisses his forehead and draws him in for a hug. His arms go around her waist immediately as he molds into her. "I'm sorry, baby. Please voice how you feel more." Her voice is laced with care and sincerity. She cares for me. He thinks. He screws his eyes closed and sighs.

She loves me.

"I will. I will, I swear. I just- I missed you. S-so much." He whispers. Who knew a hunk of a man can shrink down to a vulnerable boy.

Bakugou sniffs, tears now falling on his cheeks. "You just do so much with him... I thought I felt you slipping and I panicked--" She shushes him delicately while massaging his scalp. That action always made Bakugou calm down and find serenity. He cries some more into her chest until she pulls away and looks at him.

"Baby I do such little things with him. He's not my focus." She coos. She bumps her forehead on his before whispering these words that made Bakugou's heart soar.

"You are."

Their lips connect in a deep, passionate kiss. All the insecurity splatters away from his mind. She loves me.

She loves me. She loves me. She loves me.

"Answer me this, Katsu. Who do I kiss every waking moment?"

He gulps. "Me."

She hums. Her legs drape over his lap, big hands going to her supple hips quickly.

"Who helps me when I have trouble doing my homework?" She slowly pushes him on the bed, neither of them breaking eye contact.

"Me."

Now laying on the bed, her nimble fingers go under his tank top. The weight of her fingerpads and the slight scratch from her nails feels heavenly.

"Who do I give presents to?" She says lowly, the moonlight hitting her skin perfectly.

Bakugou can't breathe. He can feel himself submitting to her. He's not complaining. "Me..."

She starts to peck his neck with soft kisses, making him groan.

"Who do I cuddle with at night when we sleep?"

He breathes heavily. "M-me."

They both lowly moan against each other. Her lips still kissing his searing skin, and her hands still caressing him. The tank top flew off somewhere, now his tanned skin now on display. Her fingers feel up his waist, his abs and his chest. Bakugou relishes in the feeling of being touched like this.

And being kissed like this.

He stifles a moan when she places a hickey on his collarbone. She sighs and whispers in his ear.

"Who do I pleasure almost everyday?"

He bites his lip and whimpers, tears forming in his eyes again.

"Me...!"

She giggles when his voice goes up an octave as she tweaked his nipples. It always made his brain turn into mush. Her hand cradles his blushing cheek.

"Who's name do I scream out at night?"

His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest. The teasing, plus this? Soul is gone.

His face turns into a shy emotion; eyelashes fluttering. "Mine..."

She smiles widely.

"Exactly. I am yours."

She kisses his lips again, like forming a signature for a contract.

"And who's name do you cry out when you're getting fucked?" She let's out a breath when she feels his hips buck into her. He lets out a broken whine.

"Y-yours."

She kisses him again, but with more force. More tongue. She's signing the contract again, and this is final. He moans in her mouth when she pulls on his hair.

She let's him breathe again, strings of saliva connecting to their lips. She wipes it off with her thumb and smirks.

"And you are mine."

Her eyes sparkle with a neon blue hue, and so does Bakugou's. He feels... different. But it's a good different. Like he can see from her eyes. And feel what she feels. He feels connected to her on such a universal level, he can't explain it.

"We belong to each other, Bakugou. We always will; ever since the first year in UA. That will never change. Understand?"

"Y-yes. I understand."

She smiles as she kisses his cheeks. Her arms go around his neck and pulls him into a hug.

"I love you, my darling baby boy. I always will." She whispers in his ear. Bakugou's cheeks heat up. His lips form into a soft smile.

"I love you too." He mumbles into the crook of her neck.

Such bliss, such peace.

Peace within him, within his mind. Bakugou's so lucky to have some one like her in his life.

After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, she speaks up.

"Denki is with Jiro and Shinso anyway. He doesn't like me like that."

Bakugou jolts. "Wait, whAT"

Likes and reblogs are appreciated! .♡

Or something like that idk

#this was fun to write tbh #black reader #x reader #black fem reader #black!reader #bnha x black!reader #bnha x reader #fem!reader #drabble #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x fem!reader #bakugou x black reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou angst #mha kaminari #mha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x femreader

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yuquinzel · 2 years

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BNHA BOYS WHEN YOU MAKE THEM FLUSTERED

i. characters— katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, hitoshi shinso and denki kaminari.

ii. warnings— none, just fluff <3

iii. notes— could you tell i was a little biased sjsjsksk

BAKUGO. with a perpetual scowl on his face becomes a blushing mess when you use corny pick up lines on him. he would never get flustered if you said something suggestive ( he would rather smirk and say something even more bold ). but causally say something cheesy like "your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine? ;o" and watch how his cheeks turn a furious red. would mask his embarassment with anger and probably yell something mean but you know he loves it.

SHOTO. who's quite dense when it comes to pick up lines, smiles and averts eyes in embarassment when you compliment him. oh how he loves it when you praise him. ruffle his hair, look him in the eyes and say he looks pretty today and he'll look at you confused, faint brush of pink blooming on his cheeks and would awkwardly mutter a quiet thank you, you too. he loves it when you say he's done a good job. boosts his confidence. might kiss you to show his thanks.

IZUKU. who's usually timid and shy would just stutter and play with his hands if you call him 'his hero'. he just loves when you encourage him and notice all his efforts. showers you in 'thanks yous' and compliments of his own. say something about how much he inspires you and how you look up to him and he'll look at you teary eyed wondering what he did to deserve an angel like you. will not be able to hold eye contact for too long because of how flustered he gets.

SHINSO. who's surprised and taken aback when you hug him and covers his face with his hands to hide his burning red cheeks. one hand on your waist holding you close and one hand just helping him hide his embarassment. he just gets shy when it comes to physical touch but loves it all the same. honestly takes time for him to get used to the rapid beats of his heart whenever you're around. another one who can't hold eye contact. totally goes weak when you call him by nicknames.

KAMINARI. i can see him trying to pin you against a wall but he was just blushing so much and probably panicked and said something stupid. doesn't get flustered as easily anymore cus you both shamelessly flirt with each other. you once shut up him by kissing him cus he was annoying you with his attempts at flirting. 100% did it again. tries to woo you with cheesy pick up lines but when you say something suggestive, would be left speechless for a hot minute and then clear his throat. lots of surprised pikachu faces.

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fabraies · 2 months

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HOW YOU GET THE GIRL K. DENKI x F! READER

summary having a non-committal boyfriend can be tough. What no one told you, was that having one that was more than committed could be a struggle, too.

warnings none. she's just a baby drabble to keep people happy (including me). Tooth rotting fluff ☝️maybe the ts title for kanye fans idk who knows

notes guess who came back from the dead!! It's been a little while, but here I am again (for how long is a mystery im not willing to uncover just yet). As an apology let me offer you this little drabble of mine that's been sitting in my drafts for quite a while..

You want to laugh. The situation is horribly, ridiculously comic. It was supposed to be your break from college, being back in your hometown and all, but your boyfriend does not seem to have the same definition than you when it comes to the word, 'break.

"What are you doing here !?" You shout at Kaminari, all the way from your bedroom, on the second floor of your two story house. "It's raining cats and dogs out there, are you insane ?" You release a little giggle you were unable to keep in, despite the urgency showing in your tone.

"For you!" The boy replies, moving the wet front pieces of his hair away from his forehead.

"Don't be stupid! You'll get hypothermia!"

"I can't go back home! It's past 11, the next bus is in thirty minutes!”

He did this on purpose, you think. He had to. No one willingly knows the entire night bus schedule, yet still decides to go stand in front of a pretty girl's house hoping she'll open her window to see which freak had the stupid idea to stand in the rain waiting for her. No one, except Kaminari.

"Come on, pity me and invite me inside, I know you want to!" He grins, hand above his squinting eyes, trying to minimalize the amount of droplets blurring his eyesight.

What an idiot, you think. He's right, though. You do want to invite him inside.

"See the ladder on your left ?" The blonde follows your instructions, looking around, until his eyes fall on a little red one, obviously made for kids, shining under the moonlight due to the cheap plastic material. He looks up at you in confusion, before you burst out laughing. "No, not this one, Einstein! The silver one, right behind the hedge!"

It takes him a hot minute and a few laps around the front yard to figure out where the ladder you're talking about is, but he gets there eventually.

"You need to be careful with that next part, okay?" You lean forward, hands gripping at your window sill in worry.

"If you scratch the facade, my dad will kill you and me both!" Kaminari nods fervently at your demand.

"Okay, alright. So just get this right under- Wait I got it. I got it!" Kaminari's tongue makes its way through his teeth as a sign of utmost concentration, and it takes everything in you to not start laughing, again.

You're about to stabilise the ladder under your window sill when the sound of footsteps can be heard all the way from downstairs, and your father's huffs gradually get louder as he goes up the stairs.

You whisper-shout Kaminari's name to get him to stand aside and hide while he still can, but the rain harshly hitting the facade muffles your voice, and prevent you from warning your not-so knight in his not-so shining armour.

Screw it, you think, as you make a run for your bed and swiftly slide under the covers, he'll figure it out!

As it turns out, Kaminari did not figure it out. Not only did your father catch you a leg away from being completely engulfed by the covers looking as guilty as ever, but he also had the great idea to look out by the window, only to find your stupidly loving boyfriend wave back at him, as if a late night rendez vous involving an impressively big ladder and a yellow haired idiot was more than normal on a random Tuesday night.

"What are you doing down there, son?"

"Um, I just.. I was looking at your geraniums, sir! Nice lot of flowers you have right there!"

At this, your father only sighs. Yours follows up only five seconds later, letting Kaminari know just how much he'd screwed this impromptu visit at his girlfriend's. Much to his surprise (and yours) your father's answer much differs to his reaction:

"Next time, just use the front door."

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honey-blogz · 2 months

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#my hero academia #denki kaminari #denki x reader #mha #mha x reader #izuku midoriya #bakugou katsuki #shoto todoroki #mha drabbles #mha headcanons #hawks #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction

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gardenofnoah · 1 year

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"do you believe in past lives?"

you turn your head to meet half-hooded eyes, and the corners of them turn up a bit when you do. you blink slowly, like a satisfied cat—it's hard not to feel content in denki's orbit like this. he's a talker when he's sleepy, so you indulge him.

"i think i like the idea of them," you say, pursing your lips to think about it, "s'nice to think that our time is never really over."

he hums at that, thoughtful. you watch him mull it over in his mind.

"do you?" you ask, reaching out to brush his hair back from his face. he closes his eyes at the feeling.

"yeah," he rasps, turning into your touch, "i do."

it's quiet then, and you trace the outlines of his features softly. you think you could close your eyes and do it by memory, but then you'd miss this.

“i think i’ve always missed you. like, before i knew you.”

you blink at him, and wide eyes, far more awake than a moment ago, crinkle and blink back at you. he has that grin on his face—the one that would look shit-eating to anyone else, but there's a fondness underneath that's reserved just for you. it's disarming, and he knows it—the way he flusters you is on full display, now.

“now why would you say something like that?”

he sighs—a deep, satiated thing. he settles back down into the pillows and pulls you closer. “i don’t know. i just looked at you and thought i should.”

#i've had this in my head for days.#kaminari fluff #kaminari drabble #kaminari denki x reader #kaminari it's the little things

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tootiecakes234 · 6 months

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NSFW: very smutty🤭

MDNI

I love whiny men. The ones that don’t even try to hide their sounds.

He comes home from work exhausted and you’re the first thing he seeks out. When he does find you, he’s all over you. Kissing, touching, hugging. You already know what he wants.

You barely even have time to finish cooking the dinner you were in the middle of making, before he’s quite literally dragging you into the living room. He lays on the couch and gets on top of you. Starts whispering in your ear about how much he’s missed you… how bad he needs you.

This man wants your hands everywhere all at once. Wants to get lost in you but when you start exploring him the whines start. He’s asking you for more and saying please cuz he wants you so badly.

You don’t give him that because even though he’s begging for it, when he gets like this he likes to be teased.

And you do tease him, doing everything but ignoring his leaking cock and even when you do touch it, it’s soft . He will try to get more friction out of it but all that does it cause you to pull away.

You make him switch positions with him and you sit on his face, and he eats like a starved man. Goes to town on you cuz he’s hoping it’ll make you more pliable. Maybe just maybe you’ll lean down and play with his dick for him. You cum once…. Twice…. Before you even look down at his swollen cock. It’s twitching and getting precum all over his stomach.

When you do lean down to stroke it for him he almost comes right then and there. You have to verbally tell him that’s he’s not allowed to come until you let him. “Don’t you wanna be my good boy”

That tears a whimper straight from his lips because yes he does. He loves being good for you. Every time he does he has an orgasm that shatters space and time so hell yea he wants to be good for you.

You lift yourself off his face and get down between his knees. Light kisses up and down the underside of his dick. He’s whining now… mmmmm. Music to your ears. Whining and whimpering.

When you do start to blow him his toes starts curling and his hands sink into your hair trying to control the pace. You know he’s close… you can taste it on your tongue, so you pull back from him. You wanna see how far he’ll let you push him tonight.

You bring him to the brink of orgasm 3 times before the tears start falling and the only words are please and so close…. Poor baby can’t take it anymore

It’s only then that you decide to have mercy on him. You ask where he wants to cum and as always his answer is as deep inside you as he can get. You ride him for all of 2 minutes before his cumming. He’s not even forming coherent words, just babbling.

You love him like this…. But you’re not done. Not when he made such a mess, so you hop off and start blowing him again. And this time when he does speak he’s begging you to stop. Telling you he can’t take anymore.

Why stop when you’re having so much fun, so you ignore him. He can go again. You’ve seen him do it. By the time you’re done cleaning him up he’s hard again, his own body betraying at the way your mouth feels wrapped around him.

You end up sucking him until he comes once more, this time deep down your throat. You were gonna be full before you even got to have the dinner waiting for you.

After he calms down and you have time to clean yourself up, you lay back in bed with him. He wraps hisself around you likes he’s trying to get into your skin. Hmmmm

You loved days when he came home like this. Your little needy man.

*he actually thanks you for treating so well before going to prepare dinner and bringing it you in bed. You put it down on that man.. no wonder he’s whipped.

Kotaro Bakuto, Satoru Gojo, Denki Kaminari, Toru Oikawa, Keigo Takami, Izuku Midoriya, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Armin Arlert

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delirious-donna · 2 years

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Taste Too Good [My Hero Academia]

an: thanks once again to my thirsty bestie @tired-biscuit for fuelling my desire to write for these loveable idiots! ^^

prompt: so pussy drunk from the first time eating you out, they cum entirely untouched

feat: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou

warnings: pussy eating, pussy fingering, office sex, rutting, quirk use(specifically Denki), marking, biting, just the guys getting off on how fucking good you taste

Masterlist

Bakugou Katsuki

It had happened so fast.

The overwhelming swell of lust consumed you both, dragging you under the waves until there was no oxygen left - only Bakugou.

He was your air, your reason to draw breath; all you wanted was to make him happy.

You had expected to settle on your haunches, to worship him whilst he towered overhead. His frame was so mammoth and imposing; broad shoulders and muscles barely contained by his dark button-up.

With his sleeves rolled to his elbows, you nearly drooled at the sight of his corded forearms and the strength they displayed.

Instead, you found yourself stripped bare and tossed atop his massive bed, bouncing on the brushed cotton sheets.

You had whined as he kissed down your torso, showing no sign of removing his clothes and that simply wouldn’t do.

“Kat - please.”

His crimson eyes rolled in feigned annoyance but the smirk showed exactly how pleased he was that you want to see more of him.

“For a kiss,” he bartered with a smug smile.

You were more than willing to oblige, pulling him down by his collar until your lips crashed against his. The kiss was a mixture of sweet and salty, the pace alternating between slow and steady to hurried and frantic. Katsuki tasted like whiskey - smoky and peaty - delicious enough to make you lick your swollen lips as he drew back.

The button-up disappeared into a dark corner leaving him bare-chested and magnificent. A literal wall of muscle with a scattering of scars, and it stole your breath to look at him.

Your foot braced against his toned pec, taking in the sight of the ash blond God that knelt between your thighs, drinking him down in delight.

Katsuki kissed along your calf until his nose pressed against the fat of your thigh, a low moan issuing from his throat sending sparks to dance in your veins.

You could hardly believe it; the big burly pro hero known for his surly, no-nonsense attitude was pussy drunk - on you, no less!

The blond licked a fat strip up your soaked cunt, tugging on the puffy flesh of your lower lips with insistent motions.

Guttural groans vibrated into your throbbing clit, your bud tender from the array of orgasms that the hulking male had pulled from you!

Your toes sank into the bunching muscles of his broad shoulders, sensing their every ripple as he prodded once more at your gushing entrance. Slick already coated his fingers, drenched up to the knuckles as he pressed against your velvet walls.

“So good - taste so fucking delicious,” he grunted, lips dancing across your flesh with his every word.

“Suki - baby. Please, one more.”

Eyes of the brightest rubies locked with your own, widening as he jerked once then twice. His digits pressed firmly against your front wall.

The weight on the bed dipped, Bakugou rolling sideways on a panted breath to reveal a large damp pant on the front of his tight boxers.

“Fuck - never cum untouched before you.”

Midoriya Izuku

Where had your blushing bashful boy gone, and who was this demanding demon of a man?

Midoriya stalked you like a predator, forest green eyes darker than usual as his pupils dilated. Your breathing hitched, feet inching you backwards until your spine met the solid wall of his hallway.

“Izuku?”

He hummed, low and growly in his throat.

Wrapped in the radiant heat of his body, he caged you in, gave you nowhere to run to. He had captured his prey and the towering male bearing the strength to snap you in half with ease, growled at you. The sound making your thighs clench together, dampness spread across your now ruined panties.

Izuku stared down with a determined set to his jaw as he cupped your chin - turned your face from side to side before kissing you soundly.

It took you off guard.

Midoriya was normally reserved, content to wait for you to initiate intimacy. He was cautious, ever the gentleman that worried about overstepping the mark by accident.

Not now, he wasn’t.

He had lost the restraint from his brain the second you had stepped into the restaurant wearing that damn dress.

The violet skirt twirling around your soft thighs, the colour matching perfectly against his dark green curls and eyes. It was like you had gone out of your way to show how perfect you were for him - although he already knew that.

All night he had strained to make conversation, tried to keep it light yet he couldn’t stop his finger from stroking your knuckles atop the table. His knee parting your thighs appeared accidental but it was anything but.

Now you were in his clutches, alone at last and by god he was going to taste you. Midoriya was going to ruin you until no other would ever be able to take his place.

His kiss was deep, carnal and filled with dark desire. Mouths slanted, tongues danced and saliva exchanged.

The sight of the number one hero on his knees for you would be enough to have you sliding to the floor if it wasn’t for his strength keeping you in place.

A knee rested on his broad shoulder as Izuku made out with your cunt. Sloppy kisses made your thighs tremble in delight. The way his tongue circled your entrance to collect the gathering slick, followed by the excited growls forced your hips to rut against his face.

You could feel his hard bulge against your planted leg, Izuku practically humped you as he lashed the very tip of his tongue against your puffy clit - over and over.

“Fuck - Zuku,” you keened for him.

Fingers tightened in his curls, dark emerald eyes lifted to watch your fucked out expression as your release threw you forcibly into an ocean of overwhelming sensations.

He lost it.

The rhythm of his hips picked up, the drag of his aching cock still confined to his dark jeans chased the friction of the denim and your leg.

Drowning in the most exquisite tasting arousal - Izuku spilt into his pants, untouched but more than satisfied.

Kaminari Denki

The taut, slightly nervous smile of your usually confident and charismatic fella caused a smirk to grace your lips.

The swipe of his pink tongue to wet his suddenly parched lips earned a chuckle of delight. His eyes hungered for you but there was a certain timid quality to his expression that made you feel sexy and somewhat powerful.

Kaminari was the jovial spirit in any situation, the one to crack jokes and lighten the mood if things got too serious. Some might say he was the clown, but you knew differently.

He hid behind a mask of comedy, it was a way to protect himself from getting hurt. Kaminari wore his heart on his sleeve, or he had until he chose to place it into your hands, and he hoped you would be careful with it.

You draped your arms over his shoulders, stepping into his body as his own hands settled on your hips. Palms smoothed over your supple skin, toying with the edge of your panties.

Fingers carded into his mane of buttercup locks, fidgeting with the strands as your lips smoothed against the corner of his mouth.

“Whatcha wanna do to me, Denks?”

His grip tightened, pads forcing into the fat of your ass cheeks as he kneaded you - spreading you against his palms.

A shuddering breath fell onto your ears before he spoke, yellow feline-like irises crackling with lightning bolts, studied your features in reverence.

“Wanna - wanna taste you,” he admitted with a groan at how you tugged on his roots.

“Anything for you, my little lightning bug.”

A hand palmed your breast, trapping your nipple between his fingers as he groped at you.

Denki’s mouth was dripping with a mixture of your arousal and his saliva. It pooled over his tongue, dribbling to his chin as he slurped you down messily.

The sound of lip smacking was utterly lewd in the otherwise quiet room, his face rubbed from side to side as you ground against his mouth.

Your thighs tightened on either side of his head, trapping him in place - not that he had plans of leaving anytime soon.

The first time was an accident.

A quick buzz of energy to zap straight into your slick folds. It made you jolt and whimper, the electricity flooding through until you trembled uncontrollably.

“Denks! Oh fuck - do it again,” you begged, rolling your hips and locking eyes with golden lust-blown irises.

You barely could note how his pelvis ground against the edge of the bed. Kaminari’s thighs pressed tightly together, the pressure in his aching dick close to bursting point.

Soft lips suckled your puffy clit, rolling it gently until the very tip of his tongue connected, spearing short blasts of his quirk directly into your raw nerves.

As you exploded beneath him, the sight of your spine bowing and the gush of slick to crash against his mouth was his undoing.

Denki moaned and writhed, body jerking as he spilled inside his pants - completely untouched.

Kirishima Eijirou

It was wrong, you knew you should stop, but could you really bring yourself to?

Your boss, pro hero Red Riot, was an utter joy to be around. He was kind, sincere and always genuinely interested in you - not to mention literal sex on legs.

Nearing seven feet in height, packed with muscles on top of muscles and with that wicked-looking quirk, some may have found him intimidating or even scary, but they didn’t know him.

Kirishima was a teddy bear, the most affectionate and tactile person you had ever met and the two of you had been flirting for months.

Your flirtatious bantering finally came to a head one evening, trying to shoo the redhead out of the office given how late it was with little success.

“You got a date or something? Seem awfully desperate to get me out of your hair tonight,” he teased with an exaggerated wink.

“No! Course not,” you squeaked in reply, blush rising to your cheeks as you avert your eyes.

An expansive hand, rough and battle-hardened wrapped around your wrist. With a quick tug, the man behind the desk pulled you to sit before him, scarlet eyes searching your own.

“Pretty little thing like you and you don’t have a date? That can’t be right.”

His vivid red mane looked so soft and inviting, the usual spikes more relaxed given how late it was. His tanned skin was so intriguing under the low lighting, a dusting of stubble gracing his cheeks and you wondered how it would feel against your thighs.

Your heart hammered in your chest, words flowing out before you could think to stop them.

“Why would I be interested in anyone other than the man looking at me now?”

Sharp teeth bit with delicate care, the plush flesh of your inner thighs decorated by his unique markings.

Your upper arms shook from keeping your weight up, Kiri demanded that you watch his every action. Your soft stomach quivered, your ass supported by one of his giant hands as it hung over the edge of the desk and your blouse ripped apart with missing buttons scattered across the floor.

Kirishima thumbed your clit, blowing cool air over your bruised thigh and smearing your essence along your folds.

He shifted you back to allow a hand to fist his aching cock through his pants, letting one thick digit press you open and massaging your velvet walls.

“So fucking pretty. Is this all for me?” he groaned, digging out more of your slick from your fluttering cunt.

You nodded shyly, lashes fluttering slowly as tight pressure rose once more, so close to your next orgasm.

“Want your mouth on me, Kiri,” you mewled in desperation.

His head fell back as he groaned from the cute little nickname that fell onto his ears. At that moment the cord connecting his brain to reasoning severed completely.

His mouth dived for your heat, nose nudging your hood as his tongue licked wide stripes over your puffy lips.

Your thighs tightened around his ears, muffling your lewd moans but only heightening the noises coming from his strong chest.

The second you rutted your cunt against his eager tongue was his undoing, a shiver coursed up his spine as you fucked yourself on his strong, wet muscle.

The mountain of a hero was completely undone by your tight little pussy, how sweet you tasted and how willingly you gave yourself to him.

He was feral, yet untouched.

#delirious writes #mha drabbles #mha smut #bnha smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #bakugou katsuki #izuku x reader #izuku smut #midoriya izuku #kaminari x reader #kaminari smut #kaminari denki #kirishima x reader #kirishima smut #kirishima eijirou

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