#kirishima eijirou x dom male reader

[smutreadingslut]

Dom!Kirishima eijirou x bottom!reader

A/n: I’m just finishing a couple drafts and I’m gonna post them all but another reminder it to ask me for requests please!!

Warnings: mdni, 18+, porn without a plot, mostly porn, degradation kink, praise kink, overstimulation, fem receiving, male receiving, giving head, oral foreplay, size kink, pain kink, unprotected sex, rough sex, dirty talk, pet names, creampie, cursing.

Word count: 1339

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Kirishima poured two glasses of wine and sat down next to the you on the couch. You guys talked about your day and laughed together, enjoying each other’s company. As you sipped your wine, the redhead traced patterns on your skin and let his fingers wander where they pleased.

Kiri began by kissing the you on the neck, causing you to shiver in delight. He then ran his hands down your body, exploring every curve and valley as you purred in pleasure. As he reached your pants, he slowly unzipped them and pulled them down, revealing your bare flesh covered by your red lacy underwear. You were already wet and ready for him.

Kiri couldn’t wait any longer as he stood up and gently removed the your underwear, exposing you completely. He bent down and took your into his mouth, exploring every inch of you intimately. You moaned softly at the sensation, feeling waves of pleasure wash over you.

He teased your clit with his tongue, flickering it gently until you were nearly begging for more. He grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to his face, increasing the intensity of his oral stimulation. Your hands were tangled in his hair as you cried out in ecstasy, coming harder than you ever had before.

He didn’t stop there, though. He wanted to give you even more pleasure. He reached down and stroked his fingers along your wetness, adding extra pressure to your G-spot. You was on the brink of another orgasm, but he didn’t want to finish yet. He wanted to drive you crazy with pleasure first.

The combination of his mouth and fingers drove you wild with desire. You were moaning uncontrollably and clawing at his back, desperate for more. Finally, after what seemed like hours of nonstop pleasure, you collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but exhilarated.

he continued to lavish attention on her. He kissed you all over your body, paying special attention to your breasts and nipples. He ran his fingers over your thighs and around your hips, making you whimper with anticipation.

You yelped as he flipped you over and kissed down your back before pulling away. He loved how well endowed he was and how it felt inside of you.

He positioned himself behind you and pushed inside of you slowly, making sure that your walls could accommodate his size.

You sighed deeply as he filled you up, your body adjusting to the new sensation. He started to thrust deeper and faster, hitting your g-spot with every penetration.

It wasn't just about physical pleasure; he wanted to hurt you in a way that would leave you begging for mercy. His thick member pressing against your tight entrance caused you to wince from the immense pleasure.

As he pounded into you, he leaned down and whispered dirty words in your ear, causing goosebumps to appear all over your body. His large frame covered yours as he showed no mercy in his thrusts.

The pleasure was intense and overwhelming. You wrapped your legs around him tighter, pulling him deeper into you. “Kiri!! Fuck!” You screamed out his name as an orgasmic wave hit you, causing your entire body to convulse in ecstatic release. Despite the pain, you couldn't get enough of his massive presence inside of you. You needed more. You wanted more.

As he pulled out of you, he added another finger into your still-wet entrance. Your eyes clenched shut as waves of euphoria rippled through your body once again. He then placed one hand under your bottom and lifted you up slightly, angling you for an even deeper penetration.

You craved for more, wanting him to push your limits further until you reached the edge of ecstasy. Kiri increased his speed and intensity, pushing your body to its absolute limit until you begged for mercy.

As your body quivered in aftershocks of release, he positioned himself at the entrance of your seeping cunt and pushed inside of you roughly until he saw tears rolling down your face.

The redhead grunted as he entered you fully, his huge stamina driving you wild with desire. "Nngh...you feel so good..." He said between laboured breaths, "I can feel your heat...your wetness...it's driving me insane." He continued to thrust harder and deeper, his hips slapping against your buttocks with each powerful movement.

You moaned softly, getting lost in the sensations. "Oh yes...harder...deeper," you pleaded, needing more stimulation. Your voice was low and seductive, filled with lust and want.

He gripped your hair tightly, using it to pull you closer to him as he intensified his thrusts. Each time he drove into your , he could feel a jolt of pleasure shoot through his body. He was losing control and didn't care about anything else except satisfying his primal desires and making sure that no one could make you feel this good.

He pounded into you faster and harder, sweat dripping down the both of your bodies. He grabbed your ass cheeks and squeezed them together, filling every inch of you with his thick seed. "You like this don't you?" He growled, "Telling me what to do...telling me how hard to fuck you."

"Yes...yes!" You cried out, unable to hold back any longer. The sensations were too much, and you felt like you were going to explode. "Harder...faster...I need it deeper!" Your voice was hoarse with passion, and your body was trembling uncontrollably.

"My little whore...my filthy slut...you love this, don't you? Being used and dominated by me?" His words made a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but respond with a whine as you clawed at the sheets.

You nodded frantically, unable to find the words to speak. You had never been so turned on before, and you loved everything that he was doing to her. It wasn't just physical attraction - there was something deep within her that craved his touch, his lips, and most especially, his 8.5 inch cock.

He swore under his breath, the sound of his harsh whispers sending a shiver down your spine. He reached up and pinched your nipples, making you cry out in pain and pleasure. "Do you like that, little bitch? Do you like being hurt like this?" He asked, his voice low and menacing. This side of him was completely new as he felt drunk on your body.

You came with a loud moan, your entire body convulsing from the intense release. As you lay there, spent and satisfied, he continued to ravish your body with his hands and mouth. He brought you to orgasm after orgasm until you begged for mercy, unable to take anymore stimulation.

He finally came hard within you, his hot seed spilling inside once again as you both collapsed onto the bed, exhaustion and satisfaction mingling together in perfect harmony. He held you close, both of you breathing heavily as you relished in the afterglow. That night marked the beginning of an intense and passionate relationship filled with endless amounts of lust, and love.

Afterwards, he tenderly cleaned you up and took care of your, showing you how much he cared for you not only physically, but emotionally as well. They talked about their feelings and desires, exploring each other's minds and bodies with equal enthusiasm.

Together you took a warm shower, washing away the remnants of the intense session. As you both stood under the stream of water, you wrapped your arms around kirishima’s neck as he pulled you close. You kissed deeply, expressing your love and gratitude for each other in the most intimate way possible.

As the water slowly grew cooler, you both reluctantly stepped out of the shower. Drying each other off, you finished you guy’s aftercare with tender touches and words of endearment. You then retired to bed, cuddling closely under the covers. As you both drifted off to sleep, you knew that your love for each other was strong. Nothing could ever break that.

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[ethanharli]

Pairing(s): Kirishima Eijirou x Top Male Reader.

Warning(s): Fantasy AU, Fluff, Slight angst (but mostly fluff), Top reader, bottom character.

DNI; if you use she/her pronouns.

A/n- Just wanted to say thank you for one hundred followers! So I thought I'd make this, I hope y'all like it! Also requests are open for anyone who'd like to know :)

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"[Y/n]! I'm back!" My pointy ears twitched from the shout of greeting, turning my gaze towards a familiar red haired dragon shifter. The shorter male happily strode up to me with a bag in hand, filled with something that smelled of warm wheat. I couldn't help but tilt my head in confusion as I slowly moved towards him, gently taking the bag from his hand to sniff it out, nearly frowning from the sudden fits of laughter coming from the male. "Don't worry [Y/n], It's just bread" Eijirou chuckled softly, taking the bag from my hand to open it up and show me the small loafs hidden inside of it.

"B- brea, bread?" I spoke, confused by the sudden new word. Hoping I had pronounced it correctly since Eijiro has been trying his hardest to teach me how to speak their language, "Yes! I guess our lessons are finally paying off!" The small male's chest puffed up with pride, which caused my heart to swell with sudden happiness. Feeling a feeling I had yet to experience in my many decades of life, so going with my natural instincts I reached out towards the male, standing before him as I gently trailed my claws over his jawline, making sure not to hurt him. "E-Eije- Eijirou" I stuttered, trying my hardest to remember the pronunciation of his name, and from the happy feeling radiating from him I could tell I got it right. 

He let out a sudden cough when his cheeks began to flush a bright pink, taking a step back away from me while I nearly took a step closer to him, but refrained from doing so. "Why don't we go try some of this?" he smiled, waving the bag of bread around slightly as he pointed in the direction of my home, but that enthusiasm seemed to be a mask to cover up the fluttering of his heart that seemed to match mine. "We can even practice your speaking!" I merely nodded towards the male, deciding not to bring up the subject for now. And for the simple fact I couldn't speak that well just yet, so on the way to my house I listened to him rant on and on about these quests he'd go on with his friends, I always found them quiet enjoyable but it was when he talked about a blonde male that my smile would become strained.

I don't know what the feeling is, but its kind of.. Sour, and not knowing what to do about it I simply pushed the feeling down. "And then Bakugou nearly flew me into a tree!" I blinked back out of my thoughts, turning my head back towards the male with a confused look since I haven't been paying much attention. "We-Were yu hu-hurt?" I asked, worry now clouding my senses while my eye's scanned over his body, looking for anything that might be even close to a wound besides the scar above his eye. "Nah I'm alright! Just a small scratch" He chuckled, holding up his arm to show me the small cut that somewhat nagged at me, so I gently reached out and took his arm, slowly gliding two of my fingers over the cut while a bright blue light began to shine, healing the wound completely.

"Wow.. That's so manly! I wish I could do that! Anyways lets go eat yeah?"

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I couldn't help but shift around in the chair I'm sitting in, knowing it had been about two months since that day passed, and I have been able to speak his language a lot more fluently now. It has also been a while since I've even seen Eijirou, he told me he had another quest to go on with his friends so I should've expected as such, but.. It's lonely without him around and it's funny how that didn't bother me before, I was so used to being alone in this forest without anyone but the animals to keep me company. But one fateful day Eijirou fell out of a tree and landed by my feet, my first instinct was to apprehend him since I thought he was there to kill me, like most bounty hunters. But he was so weak and wounded that I decided to at least heal him first, it also helped that he didn't radiate any hostile energy.

But soon after that we became good friends- well more like he kept coming back and I kept trying to ignore him. However I'm glad I decided to open up to him, he's a good man and.. He makes me feel something I haven't felt before, something new and exciting but scary at the same time. I can only hope all goes we-

My thoughts were cut off when my front door opened up, revealing a disheveled wounded red head that I'm quiet familiar with, and I couldn't help but scan him thoroughly, seeing that his arm was in a cast and that little cuts are littered all over his body, while he also adored a busted lip. "Hey" He chuckled nervously, yet I could sense the small prickle of pain behind his words, so letting out a strained sigh I pointed down at the chair in front of me, "Sit, I'll heal your wounds" A small grumble ripped past my throat as he hobbled over and sat in the chair, looking at me with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry for just barging in like that, but I just couldn't wait to see you" The corner of his lips curled up slightly when I scooted up closer to him, trying to ignore the flutter in my chest when our knees brushed against each others.

"It's okay Eijirou, I missed you too" I chuckled softly, pressing the pads of my fingers on his legs to heal whatever bruises were there and slowly making my way up. No other words were exchanged while I continued to heal him, making sure to get whatever I could so he wouldn't be in to much pain, however every now and then I'd get distracted by the fast beat of his heart, and the way I'd catch him looking at me. So I quickly went to heal his broken arm, looking up at the last thing that needed to be healed, his busted lip. "Ah- It's fine you've already done enough-!" He was a bit to slow with his words, cause I was quick to hook my finger under his chin, tilting his head up a bit to meet my gaze as I slowly trailed my thumb over his busted lip, yet making sure I don't accidentally hurt him with my claws.

Even after I healed his lip I just couldn't look away from him, the softness of his lips under my thumb making me wonder just how nice they'd feel against my own. And the deep red blush that adored his face as he leaned into my touch, looking to meet my gaze with slightly foggy eyes when I rested my other hand on his thigh, pulling him closer towards me so I could feel him more. Which he didn't seem to mind since he slowly brought a hand up to my cheek, tracing the back of his fingers along my cheekbone as I let out a batted breath, "You truly are magnifecent." Eijirou seemed surprised by my words, his eye's widened slightly as his hand moved to the back of my neck, pulling me closer until our lips were merely an inch apart. "May I?" I asked not wanting to make any sudden move without his permission until he finally nodded his head and closed his eyes.

At first our lips simply brushed against the others, until I finally captured his lips with mine, loving how soft they felt against my own. Nothing else seemed to matter as Eijirou slowly moved from his seat and into my lap, letting my hands roam down his sides and stay at his hips, taking in the slow movements of the kiss until I drew my tongue over his bottom lip, instinctively taking it between my teeth to give it a nice slow tug before I pulled back. Letting ourselves catch our breath as Eijirou rested his face in the crook of my neck.

"Does this mean- we're together now?" The red head asked, surprising me slightly while a small smile tugged at my lips.

"Of course my love."

"Hell yeah!"

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[nkogneatho]

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Tired of getting disappointed by stupid boys? Well, only your anime daddies can help you in this case this. @nkogneatho presents you a dilf show known as "Dilftober" since I hit 4k.

Enjoy your best dilfs with big cocks and a lot of kinks for the whole month of October. This show contains drabble (500–1k words) and some fics.

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Note: This masterlist contains dark content too. MDNI. days are assigned as per the dates of october month. Changes will be made if necessary.

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🎟 Day 1 ✔︎

Stepdad!Gojo x fem!reader + Daddy kink +Slight praise kink + Dry humping by @nkogneatho

🎟 Day 2 ✔︎

Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader + daddy kink + spanking by @iwasbunny

🎟 Day 3 ✔︎

Kamo Choso x fem!reader + stigmatophilia by @aztecbrujeria

🎟Day 4 ✔︎

Dabi x gn!reader + Daddy kink by @stariwrites

🎟 Day 5 ✔︎

Yakuza!Toji x gn!reader + Degradation kink by @/nkogneatho

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Switch!Mikey x male!reader + bdsm by @emperorwriter

🎟 Day 7 ✔︎

Kaminari Denki + praise kink by @iwasbunny

🎟 Day 8 ✔︎

Gym trainer!Iwaizumi x fem!reader + exhibitionism by @/nkogneatho

🎟 Day 9 ✔︎

Fushiguro Megumi x fem!reader + daddy + breeding kink by @kentosovertime

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Miya Osamu x m!reader + Fist fucking + Edging by @/aztecbrujeria

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Ushijima Wakatoshi x male!reader + shibari by @/aztecbrujeria

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Tamaki Amajiki + size kink by @/iwasbunny

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Jean Krischtein x fem!reader + hate sex by @bunbyy

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Dom!Angry x gn!reader + bdsm by @/emperorwriter

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Professor!Aizawa x gn!reader + cockwarming by @/nkogneatho

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Ukai Keishin x fem!reader + lactation kink by @suyacho

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Kyoutani Kentaro + exhibitionism by @/iwasbunny

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Nanami Kento x fem!reader + semi-public sex by @/bunbyy

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Sano Shinichiro x fem!reader + praise kink by @/suyacho

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Zenin Naoya x fem!reader + pregnancy + breeding kink by @/kentosovertime

🎟 Day 27

Kirishima Eijirou x fem!reader + corruption kink by @bratinc

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Shinsou Hitoshi x fem!reader + breeding kink by @/httptamaki

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[rottenshroom]

strawberry slushee | e. kirishima

pairing: eijirou kirishima x f!reader

warnings: friends to lovers, small town!kirishima(ish), fingering, male masturbation, porn with little plot, pining, mention of exhibitionism, soft dom kiri, subby reader

words: 2.4k

a/n: i finished this piece as a warm up so if it sucks no it doesn’t

Eijirou Kirishima thinks he might never get this lucky again.

It’s in the middle of a sticky week in June and the air is hot. He swears he can feel just how thick the humidity is, sweat beading over the arch of his brow. The summer sun sits low in the evening sky, swollen where it breaches the horizon. The heat is sweltering, despite the way the blue sky melts into puffy, pink-stained clouds.

He sits across from you on the wild grass outside the gas station of your small hometown. Just behind the old structure is an empty plot, overgrown with weeds. And on the side of the field opposing the rusted building is a mile wide river that runs across town, and past the county line. The pair of you settle alongside it’s bank, idle in the golden sun’s light. He pops sunflower seeds in his mouth and spits out the shells to his side.

He swipes his tongue over his top lip, grimacing at the salty taste of sweat that the tip of his tongue pulls from just above his mouth.

“Want some?” You offer, shooting your left arm outwards and towards his chest. Grasped tightly in the palm of your hand is the gas station slushie you’ve been nursing for the last half hour, condensation pooling where the webbed flesh between your fingers meets the paper cup. Kirishima smiles at you then, a wide and toothy grin that makes you return the expression. Your teeth, tongue, and lips are stained a deep red - strawberry, he thinks. He wonders how your mouth tastes, wants to lean forward and try you, cupping your soft jaw in his calloused palms, hardened from years of helping his mom on the farm. He thinks of how you’d feel under his fingers, when he traces them down your neck and back up, to tug lightly at your ear lobes, because he knows just how sensitive they can be. He wants to know what you’d sound like, strawberry tongue slipping into his mouth as he suckles on it, pulling the flavor from you like it’s the sweetest fruit he’s ever had.

“Sure.” He gulps, taking the cup from you. His fingers brush yours as he does, and nearly shivers at the contact, though he’s not sure if it’s because of the way you feel or the coolness of the cup. He sips from it gingerly, swallowing the thick juice. Strawberry - he smiles, now that his thoughts are confirmed. He thanks you then, returning the cup to your empty hand.

“S’good, huh?” You hum, running your tongue across your lower lip as your eyes seek him. A blush rises to his cheeks, tinting his skin the color of a ripened peach. He hums in agreement and tries to divert his eyes from where they meet yours. You reach out to him then, abrupt but unsure.You pull yourself up your knees then, sitting your cup on the grass beside them without breaking eye contact. Your now free hand comes to his broad, muscled shoulder so you can steady yourself.

“Let me try.” You insist, cupping his jaw in your shaky palms. You’re nervous, he can hear it in the uneven breath you release as the gap between you two becomes smaller.

He doesn’t object, just succumbs to the way you hold him. And as you bridge the space that separates you, he sinks into the feeling of your thumb against his skin, of your cool fingers digging into his freckled shoulder, warmed by the summer sun.

He lets you try him then, as you slot your mouth against his own, capturing the flavor on his tongue when your lips touch. You push further into him and he can hear the way the thick grass rustles beneath you as your knees shuffle through it. You lean into the kiss, content sigh against his open mouth. He swallows your sound eagerly, pushing his tongue past his lips and between yours. His hands find purchase on your hips, latching them to either side of you. He’s restless. Your skin burns under his touch, leaving a trail of flames in their wake as his hands slide down your sides and grip the fat of your upper thighs. His long fingers brush the cusp of your ass and knead at the plush skin there.

He groans, hands drifting back up to your waist and pulling you in. Your legs open in response, thighs finding salvation on either side of his hips. He continues to tug at your waist until you’re fully seated in his lap and he can feel the heat between your legs against his lower stomach.

Your mouth moves feverishly against his, desperate and soft. You let out an airy moan and his hands travel the expanse of your back in haste, elbows closing in on you to bring you impossibly closer. Chest pressed against his, he can feel the shutter accompanied by your moans and relishes in the feeling. Your hands fly to his hair and tug as his sharp teeth scrape your lips. You hiss at the way his teeth dig into the plush of your mouth and he groans in response, caging you against his ribs as he falls slowly to his back. You follow, as if you had a choice otherwise. You land on his muscular chest, hips align with his. You grind into him upon impact and Kirishima moans from below you, panting into your mouth.

“Fuck,” He mutters, your name following his curses. His hands find your ass, grinding you into him again, “keep doing that.”

He continues to guide your movements from his grasp, slowly dragging you against his front.

“Waited so long for this.” You admit where you can, between fervent kisses, saliva stringing from your lips to his.

“Yeah?” He groans, mind spinning at your confession. You hum in confirmation and he pulls away. You whine at the loss of contact, chasing his mouth with your own, but he reels you back with a hand on your jaw. His thumb brushes a stray hair from your face. His crimson eyes search your face, like he’ll wake up from this dream if he looks at you long enough. You just smile softly at him, hands on his broad chest. His muscles twitch under the pads of your fingers.

“Really?” He asks for confirmation. He looks absolutely debauched, pink splotches on his cheeks and neck, lips swollen and spit slicked. His eyes desperately search yours. His mouth is agape and his breathing is heavy, chest heaving like he’s waiting for you to laugh and get up. Instead, you simply nod, hair falling forward and into your face. He catches it quickly with his thumb and tucks it behind your ear.

“Me too.” He admits, laughing. His shoulders dropped, like the tension he carried in them was gone. Laughter bubbles in your chest at his reaction and you giggle. He flashes you a toothy grin, pushing up toward you while the hand on your face travels to cup the back of your neck and pull you into him. His mouth crashes into yours, teeth knocking against each other. His tongue lashing over your lips, licking into your mouth. He’s desperate, you think, and revel in the feeling of his desire.

“Been wan’ing you forever.” You say, lips grazing the shell of his ear. He gasps at the feeling of your heat against his. You drag your clothed core over his shorts, swiveling your hips as your teeth close over his ear lobe. He shivers beneath you and you can’t believe you’re the one doing this to him. He can hardly believe it either. His mouth attaches to your neck, placing wet kisses along the column of your throat.

It’s when he reaches the junction of your neck and shoulder that he bites, pointed teeth shallowly puncture the sensitive skin there. Your mouth drops open and an airy moan falls out.

“Can’t wait to hear the sounds you make when I touch ya the way I wan’na.” He says into your skin. You whimper at the admission, craning your neck to expose more of the sensitive skin to his greedy mouth. He takes the opportunity you give him, pressing his parted lips to your hot chest, hand coming up to knead at your breasts.

“Can I?” He pleads and you nod in affirmation with a breathless, “please.”

He seizes the moment of vulnerability to flip you, switching positions. His large hand cradles your head to shelter you from the contact of hitting the ground. He hovers over you, eyes raking your body before he makes another move, “you’re so pretty.”

You respond with a whimper and small sounds of approval at his light touches, sending him into a frenzy. Slotting his hips between your legs, he can feel the heat that radiates from your core against him. The skirt of your dress rides up your thighs to accommodate his own.

The warmth of your cunt is so inviting that he rocks his hard length against it. The friction makes you keen.

“You drive me crazy,” He whispers, looking down at you with such adoration in his eyes that you shift under his gaze. You respond by snaking your arms behind him and clasp your hands together behind his neck. You tug him closer to you with your newfound leverage.

His lips find yours without hesitation.

Kirishima’s deft fingers blindly travel between the valley of your breasts, the middle of your tummy, and past your pelvis. He slips his hand under your skirt, feeling his way to your pussy. When his hand finds the fabric, dripping with your arousal, he groans into your open mouth. He pulls away to give himself better access.

“Look at you,” He coos, hiking your dress up and over your hips, “so wet f’me.”

You wanna be embarrassed, but he looks at you with such carnal desire, you can’t feel anything but lust take over. Looking at him through half-lidded eyes, you purr: “It’s all for you.”

He grins, wide and feral, before letting his eyes drift back to the outline of your pretty pussy through your panties. He makes quick work of taking them off. You’re so turned on that the material sticks to your sopping core, connected by thin strands of slick when he pulls it away.

The cool air hits your bare cunt, making you squirm. The sudden sensation is uncomfortable, especially compared to the heat you felt pressed to Kirishima’s hard cock. His hands are fast to warm you, however, as he slides his fingers through your silky folds. You hiss when he makes contact with your clit, softly nudging the bud for stimulation.

Then, almost seamlessly, the pads of his fingers are circling your entrance. He spreads the juices that leak from your hole, lubing up his digits. His thick fingers bully into you and you gasp at the intrusion.

He doesn’t stop, doesn’t pause to give you a moment of respite due to the dull sting you feel in your groin. Instead, he keeps thrusting his fat fingers in your tiny hole. And you let him. You spread your legs wider to encourage more of him inside. His fingers stretch you out so well, you can hardly imagine how his dick might feel carving out your insides.

He finds a rough but steady pace, crudely bumping your g-spot with every sleight of hand. You wanna cry out for him, but the pleasure is so strong, you can’t make out any real words. The sounds you make, however, are enough assurance to Kirishima that what he’s doing is right.

“Don’t wanna be too loud now, Sweetheart.” He warns, “Anyone could hear you out here.”

Blood rushes to your face, causing your face to burn. He doesn’t miss the way your cunt clamps around his fingers. When he realizes how much you like him talking to you, coaching you through your impending orgasm, he presses on.

“Unless, that is, you want someone to hear you?” The lilt in his voice is more suggestive than anything. You just nod dumbly. You can’t deny how much the idea of someone finding you two like this turns you on. The adrenaline rush of getting caught pushing your climax towards the edge. He groans at the way you tighten around him.

With his free hand, Kirishima fumbles with his joggers, pushing them down just enough so that his boxers are tucked under his balls, bare ass on display. His cupped palm dips into your pussy, collecting as much of your wetness on it that he can. He uses it to pump his dick, jerking furiously from the start.

He can tell how close you are by the way your thighs tremble where they sit high on his hips.

“Can I cum?” You ask eagerly. His eyes nearly roll back at the sight of your cute face asking something so vulgar. He can’t help it – how badly he wants to ruin you. You’re so sweet, asking him to finish.

“Gimme a – agh, fuck – gimme a second.” He says, increasing the speed at which he strokes his cock. He pumps his index and middle finger in and out, brushing the spongy bundle of nerves that makes you cry again.

“P-Please,” You wail, tears dotting your waterline.

“Go ahead and cum. Let me feel you.” He pleads. His fingers piston in and out of you, desperate pace growing sloppy as your hole contracts. The rubber band that stretches inside you snaps, tension too strong to hold off any longer. He can feel you let go, feel you cum on his hand.

Your moans are so soft and sweet, molding into soft whimpers as he slows, easing you down from your high. Your release drips down his knuckles and soaks the back of his hand. He lets you push him out, brings his hand up to his dick, and wraps it around his shaft. The added lubrication provides a slick clicking sound each time his hand pats his swollen balls.

He cums with a string of expletives, shooting his seed between your legs. Your puffy cunt is painted white with ropes of his hot semen. He collapses on top of you, stopping himself short so as not to crush your frail body. You’re so blissed out, limbs weak and pliant to the way he moves them to cradle your upper body.

He buries his face in the soft skin of your neck, and licks a stripe up your throat, “give me a minute and I’ll let you cum on my cock this time.”

© rottenshroom

#[🪲 – short form] #[🪲 – eijirou kirishima] #eijirou kirishima x reader #mha x reader #mha x you #bnha x reader #bnha #mha #my hero academia x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima x reader smut #eijirou kirishima x reader smut #kiri x reader

[p-antomime]

tonight i don't want to be her.

— minors dont interact.

— wc: 4,6K

content + warnings: 18+, including: hard dom!katsuki, soft dom!kirishima, degradation & worship, food play (implied) fingering, oral (female & male), daddy kink (for both of them bye), unprotected sex, a lot of teasing, breeding kink, masturbation (male), spitting, choking, creampie, dacryphilia, the reader is a bit naive but there are no dub-con, orgasm denial, anal, DP, mfm, threesome, corruption kink.

pairings: bad boy!bakugō katsuki x fem!reader x bad boy!kirishima eijirō

— note: everyone here is aged up! and this is HEAVLY inspired by the dinamic bad boy x good girl.

It was difficult to reconcile her life in two parts. In fact, just saying "difficult" is not enough. It was undoubtedly tiring, extremely exhausting. During the day at the university, Y/N tried her best to be a student above expectations, her friends knew it and her professors knew it, but during the night, and this was exactly where the problem lay, you became just the silly girl that Kirishima Eijirou and Bakugou Katsuki liked to play with. The problem was: they kept distracting your attention from your classes even during the afternoon and daytime periods, even though the three of you had all the time in the world after midnight.

You only met them during the night, or at most on the sly during some Saturday or Sunday afternoons, because your parents simply didn't like them. Bakugou Katsuki, with the black leather jacket that he almost always wore during university days and had a terrible reputation, and Kirishima Eijirou, who had insatiable habits and hardly ever did not have a wicked smile on his lips. To be honest, you were surprised to say the least when you noticed their undue glances at your silhouette one day months ago, just a string of glances at you was all it took to leave you breathless from the shame of attracting the very attention of the two people you least wanted to get involved with on the entire campus.

And that same day, Katsuki managed to corner you in a college hallway as you were about to meet Mina and Momo in front of the institution for the typical "girls' night out" you all always had on Fridays. He asked "why you didn't walk him home tonight" that day because he "might make you forget the good manners your father had taught you", your first reaction to his words was to cringe against the wall and feel your cheeks heat up as your mouth opened and closed a few times without actually letting any words out through your lips because your brain wasn't working properly. Seconds later, Kirishima caught up with the two of you in the hallway and put his hand on Bakugou's shoulder, pushing him aside and telling you to "not care too much about that guy", but the cocky smile on the redhead's lips indicated that he was enjoying having his friend corner you like that.

"Leave me alone!", was the first thing you vocalized before trying to push Katsuki by the shoulders and being repositioned against the wall by the same blond man, who took your face between his hands and pulled you dangerously close, his face inches from your own. "Why don't you give me a kiss and I'll think about leaving you alone for the rest of the week?", he would ask next. And, perhaps, on that fateful evening you would have found yourself sandwiched between Kirishima and Bakugou with your head spinning and one's lips glued to yours while the other's mouth was exploring your neck. To this day none of you three can tell how anyone ended up finding them in that theoretically public place that was easily accessible to the other students. But, anyway, the central point is: neither of those two men kept their promise to leave you alone for a week, in fact, quite the opposite: not a few times they both cornered you on one of the many bookshelves in the library and explored your body with such agility that it seemed they knew you better than you knew yourself.

Because of this, the hidden encounters with those two delinquents became strangely routine, Y/N came to enjoy having them run their hands over her body. The relationship remained theoretically secret, but no other boy could even look at you that Katsuki took the liberty of going to pick a fight with him or Kirishima put his arm around your waist, although you didn't feel inclined to go out with any guy other than one of them.

Anyway, all this brings us to the present moment: you, in your beautiful summer dress with the hemline just beyond your knees and your shoulders covered by his short, slightly puffed sleeves, and them, both wearing clothes in shades infinitely darker than yours. When you saw them arrive at the ice cream parlor where they had arranged to meet, your mind realized that, after months of insistence, Katsuki had managed to convince Kirishima to buy a leather jacket. And now the two of them were arranging to go out together in those jackets that brought out the intimidating auras of the two of them. You looked them up and down and raised one of your eyebrows when Eijirou stopped in front of you expecting a good critical remark:

— Do you want me to compliment you?

— Of course, babe, don't I look great? — Kirishima asked, opening his arms to wrap them around your body in a tight hug before Bakugou pushed him aside and planted a kiss on yours lips.

— You both look beautiful. — You complimented them, not containing a kind smile.

— Damn, do we look good? You look like a doll. A pretty doll. — Katsuki pulled her arms away from in front of her body to get a good look at her silhouette covered by the summer dress before leaning down to whisper in her ear. — I would love to break my favorite toy. — And then Kirishima pushed you aside to regain your attention and guide you to place your order at the ice-cream counter.

— What do you want, dollface? — He asked, putting his hands on your shoulders and watching you scan the glowing display of the ice cream parlor with various flavors.

— Can I have a frozen yogurt? — You asked excitedly as Bakugou stood beside you and also looked at the panel of options. — That flavor? — His pointer pointed to one of the flavors.

— Of course. — Kirishima flashed a bright smile before motioning for you to go sit at one of the tables while he and Bakugou finished their orders.

A few minutes after the two of them finished that and sat down one on each diagonal of you, the three of you began to eat your respective ice cream orders. You were too busy feeling the savory taste of your frozen yogurt invading your tongue to care about the massive, suffocating attention of those two men on your figure. It wasn't as if you were trying to tease them using food or anything of that nature, your mind was too naive and carefree to even care or bother trying to do anything of the sort, but their two eyes were still fixed on your tongue licking at the remnants of the frozen yogurt and the plastic spoon. They looked at each other momentarily for a few seconds before refocusing their attention on you.

You certainly looked like a doll to them and the urge to break you, to destroy you, was immense. Katsuki ran his eyes down your neck and up to the height of your cleavage trying to push away the thoughts that filled his mind relentlessly while Kirishima now watched your tongue run across the lower lip to get some of the dessert that had remained there after a spoonful. Neither of them wanted to be the person interrupting Y/N’s fun eating frozen yogurt, even if they were turned on by a simple image that didn't even have sexual content because you looked so immersed and excited eating it. They wanted you to have your own fun, because only after four months of the three of you sneaking around together did the two of them manage to convince you to try to have something more serious simultaneously.

Because of this, the most they did at that moment was exchange suggestive glances with each other with Eijirou proposing to go take the disposable utensils from the ice cream parlor to the nearest dumpster just so he could take a deep breath without having you ask him why he looked tense. In the minutes he stayed away, Katsuki literally couldn't look away from your face and inevitably you felt shy.

— I-Is there something on my face? — You asked.

— Just beauty. — He answered, and you coughed to disguise your embarrassment. — You're always so easy to tease, you're definitely too good a girl. — One of your eyebrows lifted and your frown creased slightly, it was obvious that Katsuki didn't take you seriously when shame overwhelmed your logical reasoning; which happened more often than you'd like to admit.

— You are always teasing me as if I were a child.

— You have the logical capacity of one. — Katsuki cracked a sideways smile because he knew that, even though you weren't serious, you would try to act brave as if you didn't know your place as their babygirl. And then you stuck your nose to the side with a false air of superiority and looked away from the blonde's figure trying to appear uninterested in the conversation. — C'mon, you know you're a good girl for both of us, you don't have to act like you're not.

— Maybe tonight I don't want to be a good girl. — You muttered, and Bakugou pretended not to have heard you as soon as Kirishima returned to the table.

— What do you want to do now, princess? — He asked you, arching his eyebrows.

— Can we go to the park and then to the cable car? — You asked, and smiled sweetly when you saw the red-headed man nod positively.

And so you all spent the whole afternoon together and the two men almost forgot the image of you slurping frozen yogurt hours before. Almost. Because right after you got off the cable car and were walking out of the park, Katsuki came up with the idea of having you sleep over at his place and in case your parents asked about it, you could easily ask one of your friends to cover for you with a blatant lie. He hated the fact that your parents were controlling and he didn't have enough freedom to do whatever he wanted, you were ready to refuse his offer, but Kirishima looked over one of Bakugou's shoulders at you with a glint of hope and maybe you felt bad that you were about to disappoint him. Besides, you had stated hours before to the short-faced blond man that you didn't want to be a good girl that night, so nothing could be fairer than to live up to your words.

— Right. — Y/N responded by picking up her cell phone and texting Momo to ask her to confirm the lie that was about to be sent to her mother, it was clear from Katsuki's arched eyebrow that he had been surprised by her sudden move, but no complaints were heard.

Soon after this, you were all walking side-by-side with Kirishima talking to you about a new college project that he was having trouble getting started on because no one in his group seemed to be in the mood to give ideas for the project begins to be drafted. At times, Bakugou would make sour remarks to which neither you nor the redhead paid much attention because you were used to the blond's explosive temperament.

Eventually, the three of you arrived at Katsuki's house and Y/N rushed to his room after removing the shoes that were starting to hurt her feet only to throw herself on the owner's spacious bed. As Bakugou closed the front door of the residence, Kirishima followed you in and as he heard a grunt of pain come from your lips, he looked at you worriedly and you propped yourself up on your elbows to watch him kneel down beside you on the bed and search with his eyes for any injuries on your body. His genuine concern, a man dressed from head to toe as if he were a delinquent, which in fact he was, made you smile faintly.

— It's just my feet that hurt. — You said, returning to lying completely flat on the bed.

It didn't take long before Eijirou turned your body toward him with a rustle coming from your dress and the sheets of the bed beneath you, and put his hands on your feet to begin massaging them gently.

— Kiri, you don't have to do that, I bet after you take a bath they will feel better. The pain will go away. — You tried to move your legs away from him simply because you didn't want to give him a hard time, but Kirishima grabbed your ankles firmly.

— Relax, let me make you feel good. — The redhead replied before pressing his fingers back down on the sore soles of your feet.

Katsuki looked at the two of you curiously after entering the room and arched an eyebrow to hear you grunt with relief as you felt Kirishima's fingertips squeeze all the right spots that needed to stop hurting.

— Oh, our doll has a sore body? — The blond one asked, sitting down on the bed in a position exactly behind you and lifting your body to pull your back against his chest. — We should help you feel better, shouldn't we? — You didn't have to turn around to know that the two men were exchanging suggestive glances.

While the blond man's hands were massaging your back and shoulders with a much firmer and rougher touch than the other boy's, the redhead's were roaming yours legs and feet. Instantly your hand grabbed his hair and pulled it without too much force with an anxiety and excitement growing inside your core as Bakugou glued his lips to one side of your neck and began to leave bites and sucks in that area. Sneakily he closed one of his wrists around your neck to keep you still in place before whispering in your ear:

— Legs spread, slut. — And instantly you spread your legs and Kirishima readily stood between them with his hands squeezing your inner thighs with his eyes fixed on your covered pussy that was beginning to wet the bottom of your panties.

— Our princess is so cute, she gets excited with so little. — The redhead lifted her dress and spread her legs wider. — Can you hold them open for me, darling?

— Y-Yes, daddy. — You replied, feeling the hand around your neck increase its grip.

— Don't treat that cheap slut like a princess, she doesn't deserve you to go easy on her. — Katsuki complained through his teeth, biting your shoulder lightly as his other hand slid up your breasts to cup them over the fabric of your dress before he started to take off all yours clothes.

— What? She's been a good girl all day. — Kirishima planted kisses all over your pelvis and made you build a growing arousal that unleashed you trying to thrust your hips toward his face to demonstrate where you needed his mouth, soon after enjoying watching you whimper he got rid of your panties and licked his lips slowly as he could fully visualize your pussy.

— But she doesn't want to be a good girl tonight, she told me. — Bakugou replied.

— Is that correct, babygirl? — The red-haired man asked, lifting his gaze to her face before running his fingers over her intimacy slowly spreading his liquids over the area.

— Yes, d-daddy. — You replied, feeling suddenly embarrassed by Kirishima's appraising glance at you.

— What a dirty girl you are, babe. — He responded by pressing his thumb against your clit before beginning to circle it. — Why don't you be harder on her today, Katsuki?

— I would love to be harder on her today. — Katsuki didn't hide a wicked smile before he suddenly stepped out from behind you and fetched something from the drawer of the tiny table beside the bed.

— Do you think you can handle two at once inside you, dear? — Kirishima asked before reaching inside you eager to have something stretching your walls and earning loud moans from you in response.

— Of course she can, she's always thinking with her cunt instead of her brain, that's why she's my favorite fucktoy. — Bakugou retorted returning to the bed now with a lubricant with which he licked his fingers in abundance while his other hand left your body lying on its side for both he and Eijirou to have full access to their intimacies.

— Can you, babe?

— I can, daddy. — You breathlessly replied not knowing whether to focus on Kirishima's fingers moving faster and faster or Bakugou's slowly teasing your ass.

At the same time as the redhead curved his fingers inside you, the blond slowly entered your anus. Hearing you moan in pain and discomfort, even though it wasn't the first time the three of you had attempted double penetration, Eijirou leaned over your breasts and wrapped his lips around them to at least try to distract you from the momentary invasion by Katsuki, who didn't waste much time before inserting another finger inside you and grunting at the massive way your insides squeezed them.

— Relax, babygirl. — The redhead whispered against your breasts widening your pussy at a momentarily slower pace. — We've been over this, haven't we? Breathe in and out, I'm here for you. — Wet kisses were deposited against her arms and belly calmly.

— Damn, she's always so tight. I could fuck her for hours without getting tired. — Katsuki used his other hand to pour more lube over his fingers after removing them almost completely from her tightest hole and a moan of the mixture of pain and pleasure coming from you echoed through the room.

For a few minutes, both men stopped moving their respective fingers inside you and Kirishima used his thumb to make circular motions against your clit to make your discomfort dissipate more quickly. Gradually your body tried to move against their palms to get more pleasure the liquids from your pussy began to cover Katsuki's fingers as well as they slowly moved in and out of the narrow interior of your pussy. It was a dirty sight, and the three of you couldn't be more addicted to it. The moment the redhead leaned in to take your lips with his in a messy kiss filled with moans coming from you, the blond began to move inside you faster and eventually introduced a third finger.

— You're such a greedy girl, you cheap slut. I wasn't wrong in saying that you're always thinking with your cunt. — Katsuki grunted feeling more and more turned on by the mind-blowing way you were pressing yourself against his fingers, he could easily cum in his pants at that very moment.

Before they both pulled away from your body and left you frustrated without being filled with their fingers, the two men repeatedly brought you dangerously close to orgasm. They were edging you. Kirishima liked the way your body contorted several times and how extremely vulnerable you seemed before the two of them in those moments when the only things present in your mind were the need to cum and the image of the two men you loved, Bakugou liked simply watching you silently begging for them, he liked the feeling of complete power over you.

As soon as those fingers left you completely empty, they switched positions with you on the bed so that now Eijirou's face was between your legs holding them wide open, almost painfully, and his lips brushed against your inner thighs and drooling pussy in wet kisses and short licks, meanwhile Katsuki was getting rid of his own clothes and pulling his face closer to your pelvis.

— I guess you're not stupid enough not to know what to do, huh? — Bakugou asked after wetting your lips with his precum and letting a slight moan escape at the almost purely innocent way you were staring at him.

He wanted to wipe that look off your face, wanted to absolutely destroy you until your legs buckled, and the only thing keeping him from doing that was Kirishima's restrained behavior, which insisted on pushing you further and further into the abyss of climax by licking and sucking you as if you were the tastiest meal he had tasted in years. When you opened your lips to let your tongue brush against the pink tip of Katsuki's cock, he didn't hesitate to put his hands on the back of your neck to pull your head back for the sole purpose of making you open your mouth wider and shove himself all the way inside, obviously making you choke against him. The image of you choking on him always made him moan in a husky voice that sent shivers down your back and, willingly or not, made you wetter.

By now, Eijirou, besides continuing to smear himself against yours folds, was busy moving his own hand against his cock at the sight of his friend's member slipping in and out quickly between your lips because maybe, just maybe, he felt aroused by the rough way Bakugou treated you. It was erotic enough to make him moan against your pussy and send vibrations through your insides that brought you closer and closer to not being able to take any more of the orgasm denial that the two of them were giving you.

Slowly tears appeared in the corner of your eyes from the effort of concentrating on not cumming without permission and from Katsuki fucking your face with the tip of his cock managing to reach the back of your throat. Kirishima raised his eyes to you and pulled away from your pussy only to open a satisfied smile.

— You're doing so well for him, baby. — You moaned in response against the cock inside your mouth, feeling a trickle of saliva run down the sides of your lips. — You're ready for us, aren't you? — This time Bakugou withdrew and let you answer, but your throat felt not exactly sore, but extremely dry, so because of that your only response was a repetitive, positive head movement, to which Kirishima leaned over your body and placed a tender kiss on the tip of your nose. — Great, babygirl.

And then, after that, Kirishima leaned back against the headboard while Katsuki, after giving you a light kiss on the lips, took you in his arms to sit you down on the redhead's body, bent down to open the drawer of the bedside table to get a condom and stood behind you on his knees. One's hands were gripping the back of your thighs to keep your legs open and the other's were spreading your ass. And obviously Bakugou, after sliding the condom over his cock, wanted to be the first to enter you, it was some kind of pride he had and you and Kirishima were not complaining. But, unlike the first time the three of you tried double penetration, the redhead didn't wait until the blond was completely inside your ass before suddenly lowering your body against his dick.

And it was exactly at that particular moment that your body definitely couldn't take the denial of orgasm that was being given to you and let the tension drain out of you. You literally came with only a previous thrust from Kirishima and staggered to be held by the two men. Yours eyes closed tightly and forehead rested against the shoulder of the redhead in front of your as your mind tried to recover from the sudden orgasm she had been waiting so long for, although she was not ready.

— So weak, stupid. — Katsuki spoke against the skin on the side of your neck before withdrawing completely from you and burying himself again, earning a loud moan from you, who were still ecstatic from the sudden earlier orgasm. — I should let you go for the rest of the night just for that, I should make you beg for hours with no end.

— Isn't she pretty like that, right after she cums? — Kirishima asked, putting a hand on your chin to lift your face and open your lips only to spit against your tongue and watch you swallow. — Such a helpful baby, my little pretty girl. — He slid his fingers down your back before landing them on your waist to start moving your body against his and Katsuki's cock.

— You meant my cumslut, didn't you? — Bakugou responded by resting his hands on your shoulders to keep your upper body still so that he could start thrusting against your ass at a gradually quickening pace.

While one was coming out of you, the other was going in. And if your body was ecstatic from the previous orgasm, now you are already beginning to approach your next climax. Katsuki's firm hand hooked around your neck squeezing you with reasonable force and arching your back to make your head fall back slightly, this brought your breasts dangerously close to the face of the other redheaded man, who as he began to thrust inside you with more force put his mouth around one of your breasts to suck and bite it.

Bakugou looked at you for a few brief seconds before he opened a smug smile and put the thumb of the other hand that was resting on your shoulder over your lower lip to make you open your mouth a little wider. And then he let a trickle of saliva fall from the tip of his tongue onto yours, which you promptly swallowed and earned a kiss on the side of your neck as a form of reward.

— Dirty daddy's girl. — Katsuki whispered close to your ear before resuming his focus on moving his hips against your ass calibrating his own rhythm to Kirishima's so that you were never totally empty.

Your moans were being completely absorbed into the psyche of the two men sandwiching you, you could feel each of the two of them twitching against your walls and it was obvious that your second orgasm was fast approaching. The three of you were making an immense mess on that bed, your liquids mixing with Eijirou's soiling the sheets and making the inner side of your thighs totally wet. Kirishima pulled his mouth away from your chest to leave bite marks on yours collarbones before speaking:

— I should breed you, hm? — You couldn't think straight with the two of them moving around inside you at the same time. — You'd love me to fill you up completely, wouldn't you? I bet you would, my girl loves to be filled with cum. — The redhead squeezed your waist tighter to hold you in place and he and the blond began thrusting harder against your walls, reaching deeper inside you.

And now there was no longer even a thread of your voice, you were too hoarse. And they couldn't be prouder that they were the people who had made you reach this level of promiscuity.

As you came and staggered against the redhead's body in front of you with violent spasms running through your legs and back, Bakugou was the first to ejaculate into the condom inside your ass, and he slowly withdrew from you to lie down with rapid breathing beside Kirishima, who painted your walls with his cum and, as he left, used his fingers to shove the white liquid inside you for a few more minutes before leaving you lying on the bed. Broken, destroyed was little to explain how Y/N was now.

— Would you like cuddles? A bath? — Eijirou asked after normalizing his breathing as much as possible and Katsuki looked at you intently, although he didn't say anything.

— Cuddles, p-please. — You replied, your body still trembling a little, and you were hugged on each side by one of them.

And then your cell phone rang, the sound coming from the floor because it had fallen as soon as Kirishima and Bakugou's hands had started exploring your body earlier that day. Was it your mother, furious? Yes, definitely.

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[milkacchan]

Masterlist updated

UPDATED AS OF 8/27/20

(New works below) 

Grandpa Enji 

Grandpa Enji with a gay grand baby 

Onji w an alt grand baby 

Alt baby doing half white and half black hair (for dabi) 

Original onji post 

Natsuos daughter onji enji 

Grand baby hide and seek 

Grand baby leaving the country (Angsty) 

Grand baby gets hurt 

Grand baby hating the cold 

A day trip to the Zoo

Onji enji scenting things for his omega grand baby 

Grand baby pulls away 

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Enji x reader 

Punk reader 

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Aizawa Shota 

Sister reader in class 

Niece reader in class (Coming soon)

Favorite student  

S/O who’s stupid good with kids 

Dadzawa with wolf quirk reader (Angst to fluff) 

Fatherless reader

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Present Mic 

Favorite student (foreign exchange student) 

S/O who helps w his radio show (angsty) 

Fatherless reader 

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Poly Bakusquad 

Hardass omega reader (Coming soon) 

Softie omega reader (Coming soon) 

Omega reader who doesn't do well with attention (Coming soon) 

 S/O who is very affectionate (omega reader) 

Only omega reader prt 1. 

Only omega prt 2. (coming soon) 

S/O who can rap really fast 

Crocs 

Breakdown (Breakdown, mentions of death) 

Poly Bakusquad HCs prt. 1 

Poly Bakusquad HC’s prt. 2 (NSFW) 18 up 

Poly Bakusquad HC’s Prt. 3 

Stoic omega S/O (secret submissive) 

Omega reader with anxiety 

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Momo Yaoyorozu 

Omega momo and alpha reader 

Omega reader who’s VERY affectionate 

1A girls find out about Momo/reader 

Seeing her S/O get upset for the first time (Implied NSFW) 

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Bakugou Katsuki

Friend who takes a lot of time for themselves (Platonic bakugou and reader) 

Dad Bakugou and Deku prt. 1 

Dad Bakugou and Deku prt. 2

Early heat (Omega reader, sfw) 

Cute overload 

S/O who tries to hide they’re hurt 

Bakugou comfort 

Kiribaku angst HC

Feisty omega reader 

S/O gives herself a buzzcut 

S/O who’s stupid good w kids 

Reader disassociates while hurt

Sugar Daddy Bakugou (NSFW) 18 up 

BkDk hurt/comfort 

ABO prompt 13 prt. 1 

ABO prompt 13 prt. 2 

Poly bakudeku x reader 

Home 

Fem Reader doms (NSFW) 18 up

Poly Bakudeku x reader HC’s (NSFW) 18 up 

Poly Bakudeku comfort 

Omega Bakugou x Alpha Kiri Heat (NSFW) 18 up 

Punk reader 

Seeing his best friend break for the first time (ANGST) 

Dad kiribaku angst X daughter reader

Midoryia, Izuku, Deku (ANGST NSFW) 

Thinking his S/O has a kid 

Platonic Bakugou and reader: Dealing with Ei (NEW)

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Mina Ashido

Mina w a bruh girl gf  

Teasing her S/O w a small pp (NSFW) 18 up 

Pegging male S/O (NSFW) 18 up 

Fluffy Alpha Mina Ashido HCS

Sugar mommy mina (NSFW) 18 up 

Single mom mina 

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Denki Kaminari 

Soft spoken omega reader 

S/O who’s stupid good w kids 

W an S/O who wants to be an actress 

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Class 1A

Reader who works at hooter prt. 1 

Reader who works at hooters prt. 2 

Reader who works at hooters prt. 3 

1A girls making their gf squirt (NSFW) 18 up 

Class 1As big sister 

Finding out you’re dating hawks as third years 

More class 1a’s big sister 

Class 1a’s big sister part 3 ft Tendou Satori 

Wolf quirk reader prt. 2  

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Sero Hanta 

Cute overload 

S/O who’s stupid good with kids 

S/O who LOVES kisses 

Single dad Sero 

Thinking his S/O has a kid 

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Kirishima Eijirou

Cute overload  

Kiribaku angst HC

Omega Bakugou x Alpha kirishima Heat (NSFW) 18 up 

Kiribaku dad x reader angst 

Thinking his S/O has a kid 

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Izuku Midoryia 

Cute overload 

Dad Deku and Mom Uraraka prt 1 

Poly Dekuraka x omega reader (Slight nsfw) 

S/O who’s stupid good w kids 

Tododeku x reader w anorexia (TRIGGER ED)

Proposal date gone wrong (Angsty) 

Bakudeku hurt/comfort 

Single dad deku (ft. grandparents toshi and inko) 

Poly Bakudeku x reader 

Omega Izuku x Alpha reader prt. 1 (prompt 10) 

Omega Izuku x Alpha reader prt. 2 

Poly BakuDeku x reader HC’s (NSFW) 

Poly Bakudeku comfort 

Punk reader

Thinking his S/O has a kid 

Kisses prompt Deku (Looking back) 

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Tamaki Amijiki

S/O who’s stupid good w kids  

ABO prompt 21 

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Shinsou Hitoshi 

S/O who’s stupid good with kids 

S/O who LOVES kisses 

Single dad Hitoshi (Ft grandpazawa and mic) 

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Todoroki Shouto 

Omega Shouto w an Alpha S/O (NSFW)

Tododeku x reader w anorexia (TRIGGER ED)

Lazy day  

Comforting his S/O 

W an S/O who wants to be an actress 

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Uraraka Ochako 

Single mom w a dark skinned baby HCs 

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MISC HCS

Tetsutesu x reader HCs 

Haikyuu omegaverse HC 

Southern American reader prt. 1 

Southern American reader prt. 2 

Tenya Iida x reader fluff 

All might w an s/o who wants to be an actress 

All might x fatherless reader 

Iida w an s/o who wants to be an actress 

Haikyuu chapstick (kurro, daichi, nishi, bokuto 

Arisu x reader (alice in borderland) 

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Cum On In

A/N: Literally just wanted to thirst about Shigaraki eating his cum and instead it grew into this. Thank you so much to @eikatslut; @katonshoko; and @touyas-peach for your help!! And for listening to me rant about this for so long. 😭😭😭 And an extra special thanks to @eikatslut​ for beta’ing!

Pairing: Shigaraki Tomura x F! Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: When Shigaraki lets your name slip, and you slip his, tensions mount till you find him fucking himself in your bed, i.e.you peg the guy and a bunch of other nasty stuff.

Warnings: MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI, Female Masturbation, Male Masturbation, Sex Toys, Voyeurism, Mutual Masturbation (Sort of), Cum Eating, Anal Play, Anal Plug, Anal Fingering, Pegging, Alcohol, Unsafe Sex, Creampie, Oral M! Receiving, Cunnilingus, Switch! Reader, Switch! Shigaraki.

Word Count: 4.6k

Taglist: @katonshoko​ @silentnotifs​ @touyas-peach​ @awilddreamerwrites​ @vehementvows​ @thathoneybee3​ @kisseswithkai​ @kirissluttypebble​ @cyancherub​ @tirzamisu​ @fgkween​ @fatbitchgeek-blog​​ @diamond-3​

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633 notes • Posted 2021-09-10 21:57:46 GMT

#4

We'll Be Watching Part 2

A/N: For the ever-delightful Lili (@touyaspeach), thank you so much for coming into my life and bringing so much beauty and joy. Have the happiest of birthdays, you deserve it so much!!! 💞 Thank you to @katonshoko for Betaing and the Bubble Pop! Server for listening to me rant about this and pitching oh so many things to include.

Pairing: Amajiki Tamaki x F! Reader; Denki Kaminari x F! Reader; Bakugou Katsuki x F! Reader; Kirishima Eijirou x F! Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: When you invite your voyeurs to join your little misadventure, plenty of fun ensues

Warnings: MINORS DNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI, Aged Up Characters, Dubcon At Parts, Gangbang, Orgy-ish, Creampie, Anal. Unsafe Sex, Virgin Bakugou, Oral F! Receiving, Oral M! Receiving, Rimming, Tentacles, Hand Jobs, Face Sitting, Double Penetration, Over-stimulation, Dacryphilia, Inappropriate Quirk Use, Electricity?, Switch Reader, Size Kink, Cum Shot, Tongue Piercing, Piercing Kink, Restraintment, Squirting, Praise, Mild Degradation

Word Count: 6k

Taglist: @katonshoko @silentnotifs @touyaspeach @awilddreamermain @keigojo @thathoneybee3 @kisseswithkai @kirissluttypebble @cyancherub @tirzamisu @fgkween @fatbitchgeek-blog @mhasimp666 @b-o-n-e-daddy @suneaters-lovergirl-butterfly @diamond-3 @aratherterribleartist @lightningbastardsimp @yfneccentric @lazyafgurl @mommycleo @sujiko @sarahschance  @raggedyannazon​ @hoobish​

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689 notes • Posted 2021-10-31 04:02:43 GMT

#3

In His Arms

A/N: Please read the warnings!!!  

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x Reader 

Genre: Smut

Summary: Your trusted friend Izuku has a habit of taking advantage of you when he sleeps over.  

Warnings: Dubcon, Potentally Noncon Somnophilia, Aged Up Characters, Pervert Izuku, Stalker Behavior, Panty Stealing, M! Masturbation, Dacryphilia, Mommy Kink, Dom Reader, Sub Izuku, Pussy Job, Unprotected Sex (Wrap It Before You Tap It!), Cream Pie,, No Beta, 18+ Only, Minors Dni

Word Count: 1.5k

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813 notes • Posted 2021-07-09 21:16:44 GMT

#2

Springtime's a Bitch

A/N: Soooo I know it's not spring anymore but I've been wanting to write this for forever especially since Hawks is one of my favorite characters. I sort of just put like a bunch kinks into one thing and it lost control. Please enjoy this smutty mess.

Pairing: Keigo Takami (Hawks) x F! Reader

Genre: Smut; Fluff

Summary: In which 1 shitty vibrator, and the season of spring get two extremely horny people together.

Warnings: No Beta, Swearing, Corruption Kink, Pre-Rut Keigo, Oral F!Receiving & M!Receiving, Pervy Keigo (in secret), Panty Stealing, Panty Sniffing, Masturbation, Some Mild Predator/Prey Dynamics, Cum Eating, Dacryphilia, Over-stimulation, Breeding Kink, Inappropriate Quirk Use, Creampie (wrap it before you tap it!!), discussions of Birth Control, discussions about Pregnancy, +18 only, Minors, Ageless Blogs, DNI!!

Word Count: 4.7k

Taglist: @katonshoko​; @silentnotifs​; @touyas-peach​

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1129 notes • Posted 2021-07-16 21:16:58 GMT

#1

We’ll Be Watching You

A/N This was a request for my 300 Follower’s Event for the prompt Dom! Tamaki Amajiki x Exhibitionism, I strayed a little bit from that in my excitement but nevertheless, I think it turned out super well! Thank you to the anon that requested this! To @touyas-peach​, @katonshoko​, and @eikatslut​ for literally contributing so many ideas for this you. And an extra special shoutout again to @katonshoko​ for betaing! Literally saved my ass. And lastly thank you to the windstorm that knocked out my power and cell signal for 24 hours right when I started writing this so it was the only thing fun to do

Pairing: Amajiki Tamaki x F! Reader; Denki Kaminari x F! Reader; Bakugou Katsuki x F! Reader; Kirishima Eijirou x F! Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: It isn’t often that your boyfriend Amajiki gets truly jealous but when Kaminari, Bakugou, and Kirishima can’t stop making comments about you, he makes a plan to show them just why you’re his.

Warnings: MINORS DNI, AGELESS BLIGS DNI, Aged Up Characters, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, M! Masturbation, Unsafe Sex, Public (ish) Sex, Creampie, Marking, Mirror Sex, Dom! Tamaki, Non Consensual Voyeurism.

Word Count: 2k

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1217 notes • Posted 2021-09-20 04:10:33 GMT

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— pain and pleasure come together!

pairing: kirishima x reader

genre: smut, pwp

wordcount: 3.2k 

tags/warnings: sub! kirishima, power dom! reader, sensitive! kiri, mommy kink, edging, messy, bdsm, sex toys, bondage, anal play (male receiving), pain play, choking, riding, aftercare (do NOT ever skip aftercare for your subs!) 

author’s note: this is basically sin wrapped with more sin. kirishima and reader are aged up, duh. anyway, enjoy~ <3

kirishima loves you. he really does. he will do anything for you in a heartbeat without any hesitation in his whole being. if you said jump, he’ll spring up so hard he’ll hit the ceiling. the man lives off pleasing you. 

and you know this. know it too well. the way his gleaming eyes stared adoringly at you every time or the way he unconsciously move towards you and your needs. oh, you don’t have any spoon? let me get one for you. oh, there’s no more seats left? have mine please. 

of course, you also love kirishima with all your heart but sometimes this man just goes above and beyond which surprises you still despite being together for years now. if it means that it’ll make you happy, he’ll do it without any question. so with that being said, you just want to give back the same effort to your boyfriend. 

this brings us back to the current situation of your buff large man sprawled on your large shared bed with red rope wrapped around his limbs and torso, courtesy of kirishima’s suggestion of having the said color. 

his breath was heavy, his chest heaving up and down despite you barely touching him. you know just how sensitive he is and fuck, if you don’t take advantage of that someone should slap you to your senses. 

anticipating your next move as his red eyes follows your movements, trained to your pretty figure that’s adorned with his favorite lingerie on you. red just makes your skin so delectable, he wants to sink his teeth into you. seeing you wear red rises a primal instinct in him, a voice in his head telling him whenever you wear red that you are his as he is yours. 

“(y-y/n), baby... please touch me” he whimpered out when your hands moved along your soft skin, touching the soft lace adorning your body. you smirked at the tied up man before you. how could you deny such request when he begs so prettily for you? crawling in all fours, you straddled his thighs and stared straight at him. 

kirishima panted when your soft skin touched his, even a graze of your soft skin makes him go crazy. he watched you lean closer to him and he eagerly tried to meet your red lips but you moved away, sitting back on his thighs. the pro-hero whined, pouting at you. 

“you’re so hot, eijirou” you complimented and brushed the back of your fingers along his aching cock. he gasped lewdly and his hips jerked at your fleeting touch. you chuckled sadistically at the sprawled man on the bed and slapped the supple skin of his muscular thighs which earned you a loud moan. 

“be a good boy now, baby.” you scolded playfully. you grabbed the vibrator beside you as multiple toys was thrown carelessly on the bed. the loud buzzing sound echoed in the room when you turned it on which made kirishima gulp in anticipation and excitement. 

“p-please, mommy” he uttered, eyes trained on you and his teeth biting down at his swollen lip from the all biting he did when he waited for you.

contented at his cute words, you moved the vibrator to his cock. the sudden vibration made kirishima throw his head back in shock, a scream escaping him. 

“aAAHH-! mommy! too much-!” he choked out, a series of loud moans left his mouth. you tsk-ed at his words and turned the intensity up making his eyes roll back to his head and his hips moving erratically.

“hAhh! mMMfgg!” loud and lewd moans only escaped the male, his cock leaking with so much pre-cum as you slide the vibrator up and down his length. his arms struggling against the binds you had on him. your other hand gripped his length while you held the vibrator on the red swollen head of his thick cock. he jolted, thrusting in your hand. 

you coated his thick cock with the cum that spilled from his cock’s head, wetting your digits along with it. massaging the base as you traced the prominent veins, watching his length twitch. you removed the vibrator off, the male beneath you panting heavily like he just ran a marathon. sweat made his hair stick to his forehead while his eyes were half-lidded, staring at the ceiling with a fucked out expression already.

chuckling at his expression, amused, because you haven’t even started with the best part yet. your fingers graze down his balls and to his puckering hole, his breath hitching at the contact. 

you touched the clenching hole lightly, never prodding inside and just tracing the rim. kirishima huffs, impatient, and tried to grind down to your fingers. your (e/c) eyes went up to meet his and glared at the needy man. your intimidating glare made him needier, his dick twitching and begging for attention, and he gulped. 

you growled under your breath and slapped his cock making him jolt on the bed and cry out in pain and pleasure. “don’t test me now, baby. you want to be punished? be mommy’s whore than mommy’s good baby boy?” 

kirishima shook his head, “wanna be mommy’s good boy” he whispered, too aroused. you smiled, pleased, and thumbed his cock as an apology for the harsh slap, his emotions a whirlpool of mess. he was happy and soft when he saw your satisfied smile but your fingers threatening to sink in his ass and your rubbing was making him needier as his body heats up. 

“then be a good boy.” you cooed and tapped his wet lips with your finger. kirishima eagerly opened his mouth and sucked in your fingers. he moaned around your fingers, tongue lapping at your skin and coats them with spit. you smirked at him and slowly started thrusting your fingers in his mouth. 

the male sucked and twirled his tongue around your fingers, moaning in delight when you played with his wet muscle. pressing down on his tongue and nudged the back of his throat, he gagged in surprise but continued sucking your fingers like a good slut he is. when you deemed it was wet enough, you removed it from kirishima’s mouth. there was a thick line of spit connecting your fingers and his tongue.

trailing down his ass once again and wetting it with his spit. you traced the ring of muscle with your wet digits then you suddenly sink your fingers in his tight hole. kirishima choked on a moan at your sudden movement, your other hand working on his length. his eyes closed at the feeling of your fingers inside him, rubbing every sensitive spot, and your tight grip on his cock, stroking him so agonizing slow but he feels his orgasm coming faster than he expected. 

your digits thrust roughly and hit his sweet spot with every move, the male’s hips following your pace. his head thrown back to the pillows and his back arched so prettily. your hand gripped his aching wet cock, the twitching of his dick was a sign that he was close. so deliciously close. 

crying out, he felt his release drawing closer and closer and when he was about to come, your movements stop altogether. kirishima gasped and opened his wet eyes to look at you in confusion. 

“no coming until i say so, baby” 

kirishima sobbed at the stolen orgasm, your fingers stilling inside of him while you kissed his quivering thighs. when he finally calmed down, you moved your fingers again though softly and slower this time. you don’t want your baby suddenly coming and not experience a full-blown body-shuddering orgasm from all your effort.

his breath started to get heavier again when your fingers nudged his prostate and your hand stroking him slowly. the slow build-up once again was torture for him but it felt so painfully great. 

small mewls left his bruised lips from all the biting, chest moving heavier at each stroke and thrust you make. he inhaled sharply when your pace speeds up, his body rocking softly with your movements. with furrowed brows, he focused on the pleasure you’re giving him but as he does so, the pleasure seemed to double. his red eyes watched you from his spot, pants leaving his tender lips. he wet his lips and his eyes rolled back when you delivered a rough thrust. 

“hAH!- feels so good~” muttering incoherently, his mind was starting to get putty again. you watched his expression, sharp eyes trained to his face. kirishima was so beautiful. so hot. 

mouth wide open as he moans, a thin trail of spit on the corner of his lips, eyes rolled back, large muscles contracting at every action you make, and his thick cock twitching in your hand. who knew someone could do this to the dignified pro-hero.

you can practically feel the heat from your place, his body shining with a thin sheet of sweat which made his body even more god-like. his abdominal muscles contracting to stop him from cumming without your permission. you kissed his abs and traced the hard muscles with your tongue. his body jerking at the sensation of your wet tongue dragging along his heated skin. the stimulation you gave him was too much for the red-head and his climax was getting closer than the first one. 

he gasped out when you curled your fingers inside him and rubbed his walls. hips grinding down to your digits as a sudden orgasm rippled from him. with a loud cry, he spilled on to your hand as he clenched around your fingers. hips trying to ride out his orgasm but you stilled.

you glared at the sub on your bed and gripped his sensitive cock. kirishima jolted at your action, looking up to you guiltily. he whimpered when you scowled at him. you removed your fingers off his ass roughly making him cry out in pain. you took the paddle beside you and turned his lower body around, the rope on his arms connected to the bedpost made him twist. with a swift move, it hit the tender skin of his ass. 

kirishima made a strangled noise at the sharp pain, his hips grinding down in instinct. you saw his movement and got angrier. 

“you know why i’m doing this, don’t you baby?” growling against his ear which earned a pitiful whimper as he nodded.

“i-.. i came without permission” he sobbed as another hit came into contact on his reddening skin. 

“and baby boys who don’t follow their mommy’s rules are going to get punished. now, count to 10 with each hit. don’t mess up or i’m gonna start over.” you muttered and leaned away, the wooden paddle grazing the red skin of his ass.

with a rougher hit, kirishima cried and his body jerked. “o-one!” and your punishment continued. with every hit, his skin gotten more tender and redder. when he counted all the way to ten, he was crying and sobbing. fat tears rolled down his cheeks and spit escaped his lips with all the crying. 

kirishima always look so good like this. and you were sure, he liked his punishment as well when your eyes caught his hard cock standing proudly against his stomach again and it leaking so much pre-cum, joining the small puddle on his stomach and base. 

you let go of the wooden paddle and discarded it beside you. caressing the tender skin, he hissed at the dull pain. you massaged his skin skin softly and kissed it. you muttered words of praise and kissed his hip, telling him how great he took your punishment as kirishima sniffle. 

“such a good boy taking mommy’s punishment like a champ~” 

you turned him around gently, letting him lay down properly. you saw him winced when he turned around. his face wet with tears, spit, and snot combined. 

you leaned closer to him and pressed a kiss on his swollen lips, tongue swiping softly on the bitten lip. kirishima whimpered against you, opening his mouth willingly. your tongue met his eager one which coaxed yours to go into his mouth. your tongues were pressed together into a hot open-mouthed kiss, wet muscles swirling around each other as you taste one another.

kirishima moaned softly against your lips as he moved frenziedly to work on your mouth. you broke the kiss which made him huff. you quickly pecked his pouting ones and worked your way to his throat. you sucked on the skin and sink down your teeth into it. his cock twitching against your stomach when you pressed your body on his. 

when you finally released his skin, it was turning into a bruise, joining your other hickies and bruises on kirishima’s body, which made you huff in satisfaction. you straddled kirishima’s hips, pressing your clothed pussy against his sensitive cock. the loud moan he released when he felt your heat was so lewd and pornographic. 

“mommy, please--” 

“shh, i know baby. it’s okay. let mommy handle it, yeah” you cooed, caressing his hair as you moved his strands away from his eyes and forehead. he mewled at the affection. kirishima was always a sucker for affection. 

you removed your panties, the cloth on your center was damped with your essence. he drooled at the sight of your naked pussy, wanting to be inside you more than anything. 

you held his cock to line it up to your entrance, his breath heavy and excited as he watched you sink into his length. the feeling of your tight pussy around his sensitive cock was making him delirious. you two moaned in unison when he bottomed out.  

your wet walls sucked him in so tightly, clenching around him like you want to milk his cock until the last drop. he groaned, head pressed in the pillow and he waited for you to start moving. 

with a shaky breath, you moved slowly. the feeling of kirishima’s thick cock inside you was amazing as always. there was the dull pain from the stretch as his tip grazed your cervix. 

your movements slowly speed up, bouncing in his lap and rolling your hips as you chase your orgasm. your eyes trained to the man beneath you who’s moaning so erotically. he was muttering incoherent words, eyes rolled back into his head as he tried to match your grinding. 

you reached out and wrapped a hand around his thick neck, squeezing a bit making him gasp out and wheeze. kirishima looked at you, tongue out as he panted like a dirty dog. you felt his cock twitch inside you and you grind harder. you slowly lost yourself to the pleasure and unconsciously squeezed his neck harder when he nudged the spongy spot inside you. a choked grunt was heard before you snapped out of it and removed your hands off him. 

you let your hand wander down and teased his nipples, the male crying in surprise at the added stimulation. you grinned lewdly at him, fucking him as you did so. you pinched the sensitive nipple making the male arch on the bed as he speeds up his thrusts.

“HAh! fuckk! fuck fuck! mhhngg! feels so good! so good-- ‘s good” the male rasped and broken moans escaped him. his voice was raspy and husky from all the crying he did earlier. you moaned when he repeatedly hit a certain spot inside you, your actions quickening at that. 

you removed your hands off him and went to rub circles on your puffy clit. kirishima watched you with lidded eyes, entranced with the way you bounce on his cock and with your fingers circling your bundle of nerves. it was making him lightheaded, the sensitivity he felt from his earlier orgasm, the pain from the spanking, and the harsh rope digging into his skin was making him ache all over. but he’ll be lying if he say he didn’t like it. 

the way kirishima’s cock hit your g-spot perfectly and your frantic rubbing to your clit was getting you closer to your orgasm and the twitch of his dick inside you indicated that he was close too. 

you quickened your actions, clenching on kirishima’s cock as you moaned when you feel yourself coming closer to the edge. your rubbed your wet clit and just like that, an intense orgasm washed over you. you moaned loudly when climax hit you, head thrown back as you clenched around the hard cock. 

the feeling of you orgasming and you clenching tightly around him was enough to make kirishima cum as well, painting your walls white with thick ropes. he cried out at the body-shuddering orgasm he experienced. hips jerking roughly as he rode your and his orgasm. new tears pricked his eyes at the intensity, raspy moans escaping him. kirishima’s vision slightly darkened at the orgasm he experienced.

and when you two finished, kirishima went limp on the bed, mentally and physically tired. you huffed as you tiredly swirled your hips against his, milking him. you laid your body on top of his, your heavy pants mirroring his. 

after a bit when you two finally calmed down, you sat up making you two winced at the sensitivity. you smiled down at your boyfriend, moving the strands that stuck to his sweaty skin. you pressed a soft kiss on his lips and leaned away, removing the binds you had on your boyfriend. 

your eyes softened at the discolored skin on his wrists and arms and kissed it tenderly. your hands massaging the tender skin as he winced a bit. you moved and let his softening cock out, your cum and his dripping out of you. you ignored the ache you experienced and kissed his cheek then walked to the bathroom to get something to clean him and clean yourself.

kirishima waited for you in the bed, not like he could move anyway, his body heavy. when he saw you appear again with a small container with water on it and a towel, he smiled tiredly. 

you kissed him again, muttering praises on his cheek and started to clean him up gently. you softly dragged the wet towel on his skin, careful to not hurt him. kirishima admired you and his heart was full with how gentle you were being. 

“i love you” you heard him whisper which made you grin and you kissed him again. 

“i love you too, baby. you did so well today, love” you praised as he almost purred at your words, a sleepy smile on his lips. when you finished cleaning him up, you opened the drawer on your nightstand to get the cream. 

“turn around, baby” you whispered as he whined but nonetheless turned around, showing his bruised ass to you. you applied the cream on the skin, caressing softly. you also applied the cream on his bruised wrists. 

“such a good baby. you’re so pretty, eijirou” you said when you finished and the cream dried off. moving closer to him, you moved the toys off the bed and quickly joined him in the bed and wrapped your arms around him, your chest pressed against his strong back. you threw the blanket over you two. 

kissing his shoulder blades, he hummed in content and sleepiness. you kissed cheeks again, your hands caressing his skin and drawing patterns.

“goodnight, baby. sweet dreams~” you muttered teasingly and eijirou huffed a small laugh and nudge you a bit. 

“goodnight, (y/n)... dream of me” he mumbled back as sleep caught up to him

you smiled and closed your eyes, nuzzling your face against his nape, “always” 

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fanatic // bakugou x male reader

Bakugou Katsuki, pro Hero Ground Zero, meets one of his biggest fans and gets roped into walking him home. He finds out just how big a fan he is. NOTES: So this was my first xreader fic. I wrote it basically for one of my partners @spacebunnywrites​ before he was one of my partners. It’s a rough dom Bakugou but there’s some aftercare I promise. Tags: all the holes, rough sex, toys, some embarrassment. x fem here x nonbi coming soon  ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- 

You’re on your way home from a coffee date with friends when you hear the first explosion. It’s coming from somewhere vaguely to your left, eyes immediately shifting in that direction in time to see some civilians fleeing onto your current street from an alley. Your heart stops in your chest, but not from fear.

It can’t be… you think. He’s never in this district. But you need to check, and your legs are moving toward the gap in the buildings before you’re really thinking about it. Soon you’re running through the narrow passage, pulse quickening as the sound of the blasts grow closer. You’re almost there, you just need to see -

You skid to a stop at the alley mouth, eyes widening as a heated explosion rockets past you followed by a maniacally grinning blonde.

“DIE!!”

Oh my god it’s him! Bakugou Katsuki, pro Hero Ground Zero, in the flesh. Your heart stops again as you watch him sail through the air, so elegant in movement despite his abrasive quirk and even more abrasive personality. Most of your friends fantasized about Midoriya Izuku – Deku – the shy green haired number one hero or Kirishima Eijirou – Red Riot – the sturdy number five hero and Ground Zero’s battle partner. But you? Your heart beats for the wild blonde with the crazy smile who constantly pushes the limits.

The battle was moving down the street. You had to get closer. Where all the sane people were running away from the dueling villains and heroes, you were running closer. This was the first time you had ever seen Ground Zero in person and would likely be the last – he was never in your district and you honestly didn’t know why he was now. That didn’t matter though, he was here, and you’d watch him fight or die trying.

You at least had some sense of self-preservation, ducking behind sturdy objects so that you wouldn’t get hit with some flying shrapnel. You watch in awe as your favorite pro Hero uses his quirk to shoot through the air and slam into one of the villains, giving an appreciative sigh. Fuck, he is so hot.

You’re so focused on watching the explosion hero in action that you don’t another fight right behind you; Red Riot is sparring with a huge, muscular villain. The red-haired hero slams the guy into the wall, but your ears are ringing from being so close to Ground Zero’s detonations that you don’t hear it. Then Ground Zero looks at you. Your eyes lock. Your heart stops. His mouth is moving, making words, and the look on his face goes from sheer confidence to panic.

The world around you starts moving again and you hear ‘Hey, LOOK OUT!’ before something slams into your head and you fall to the ground, the world going dark.

“Is he okay?”

“Fuck if I know, shitty hair, but at least the bleeding stopped.”

You blink as you come to, surroundings hazy and out of focus. Your world is a swirl of greys with splashes of red, black, orange, and yellow. Part of you wonders if it’s sunrise before your vision clears and you’re looking up into the concerned face of Red Riot, and the scowling face of Ground Zero.

Oh fuck.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt? A medic team will be here shortly, and we didn’t want to move you.” The sturdy hero has concern pouring out of his tone, his eyes flicking your face for any sign of pain.

“Are you fucking stupid?” Ground Zero hisses out, his eyes narrowing further than they were before.

“Bakubro, don’t be like that! He’s a civilian, he probably got trapped! He WAS right in between our fights after all!” Red Riot frowns at the blonde who is still glaring daggers at you. “You gotta work on your image man, your publicist is gonna straight up kill you one day.”

“Fuck off, Kiri.”

Your eyes are focused on Ground Zero, frowning at the anger that is radiating from him. You knew he was like this but it’s different when it’s directed at you instead of at villains or the press.

Both heroes look up as an ambulance squeals to a stop nearby, followed by police to apprehend the villains.

Red Riot immediately pops up and waves an arm. “Hey, he’s over here!”

Ground Zero is still staring at you as Kirishima gets the attention of the paramedics. Red Riot returns quickly, flanked by two more people.

“Hey, these healers can take care of you.”

One of the people holds out her hands, scanning over your horizontal body. “There appears to be no major damage, just a shallow gash to the back of the skull. It’s superficial, Nightingale can heal it without the need for stitches.” She steps back and her partner steps up next, placing a hand to the top of your head. You feel like warm water is rushing over your skull and the dull ache of pain recedes.

Red Riot gives you a relieved smile.

“He’s all set.” The medic, Nightingale, steps back and goes with her partner back to the ambulance. You sit up, automatically steadied by Riot’s large hands.

“Careful, uh...”

“(Y/N).” Your voice sounds a little raspier than usual and you wince.

“(Y/N). It’s nice to meet you! I’m Kirishima, and this is Bakugou. Can we escort you home to make sure you make it okay?”

Ground Zero’s eye daggers are now aimed at Red Riot and you hide a smile behind your hand.

“That would be great, actually.” You hope that you look calm on the outside because your heart is hammering WILDLY in your chest. Ground Zero walking you back to your apartment? Your mind races with all the ways that could end, except now he’s back to glaring daggers at you.

“Red Riot!” All three of you look up as a police officer comes over. “We need a report from you.” His eyes flick to Ground Zero, still crouched near your side, and a flash of fear shoots through them. “Ground Zero we don’t need both of you so you’re free to go.”

Ground Zero rolls his eyes and stands, the movement as graceful as a dancer. “Fine, I have shit to do anyway.”

“Yeah, like walking this one home.” Red Riot stared at his friend, Ground Zero glaring back, before the blonde hero tossed his head back with a sigh.

“Fucking FINE. Whatever. Let’s go.”

He yanks you up, ignoring Red Riot’s suggestions to be gentle. You let out a squeal of protest on your own, attempting to pull your arm back out of his gloved hand. He’s strong though, so much stronger than you ever imagined.

“Wait, Ground Zero, Ground Zero STOP!” You yank hard on your arm, stumbling back when he lets you go and whips around to face you.

“What?!”

You huff, scowling back at him. “You’re going the wrong way.”

His eyes narrow. “Well, you didn’t tell me where you fucking live.”

“I didn’t get a chance to! You just dragged me off like some fucking animal!”

“The fuck did you just say?” Ground Zero closes the distance between you two, his crimson eyes glaring into your (e/c) ones.

“I said… you dragged me off like some kind of animal.” He may be the object of all of your carnal lusts, but you were not about to be rag-dolled through the city. At least, not in this manner. You don’t flinch as he glares at you, feeling a thrill of victory as he emits a growl.

“Fucking… fine. Come on then. Which way...?” His voice is low, and you can hear the annoyance laced through it. You grin and head off in a different direction, looking behind you at the angry blonde planted on the sidewalk.

“Well come on, Red Riot will be pissed if you leave me alone.” You smirk as his scowl deepens. Since he more or less promised your safety to his partner, that left you free to push his buttons. You weren’t very happy about being yanked like that, but fuck you loved the aggression that the blonde exuded. Every scowl and squint were sending chills down your spine and you wanted to see if you could get him yelling at you before you got back to your apartment. Fuck, that would give you something to get off to for months.

“Fine.” You hear the stomping of boots following you and you can’t help the smirk pulling at your lips. This was fun. Your heart was still pounding in your chest being so close to him, talking to him, teasing him, but you liked to think that you were holding your own.

You annoyed him with chatter and banter for the whole ten-minute walk to your small apartment, easily swapping between teasing him (there’s a hole in your uniform Ground Zero, are you getting slow?) and yammering about anything and everything happening around you. Ground Zero might think it was nerves, and he wouldn’t be entirely wrong. Your nerves were firing off like sparklers, bright and heated, but it was mostly the thrill of watching the storm cloud that darkened your favorite hero’s face as you walk.

You’re twirling as you go down the sidewalk, generally making a nuisance of yourself just to annoy him further, when suddenly you’re overcome with a dizzy spell. You stop twirling and put a hand to your head, the world spinning around you as you start to fall. You hear loud boot stomps and then strong arms are wrapping around you, catching you before you hit the ground.

“Fuck, do you have no sense of self-preservation? Why would you do shit like that after you just had a head injury?” Ground Zero has you fixed with that familiar angry scowl and you smiled up at him. You feel almost drunk as you reach out and ‘boop’ the hero’s nose.

He snarls. “Which fucking apartment building is yours, you shitty fuck?” Your arm flops toward your building and he grumbles as he takes off to it, carrying you bridal-style in his arms.

Your head is lolling back and he’s cursing under his breath. “Fuck. Which apartment? Where are your keys?” Your hand slips into your pocket and lazily fishes out your keys, promptly dropping them on the ground. Ground Zero curses again and crouches easily to pick them up. Your fuzzy brain has it together enough to be impressed that he’s able to squat and snatch your keys from the pavement like you weigh nothing. So strong. Swoon.

Ground Zero carries you effortlessly up the stairs to the third floor. Luckily your apartment number is on a tag on your key, so it takes him no time to find it. You aren’t really paying attention as he unlocks your door and swings it open, stepping into your home. You feel him pause, his eyes sweeping the area. You live alone and your home is small, but it’s cozy and you love it.

He spots a mass of pillows by the window in the main room and decides that is the best place to lay you. You squirm on the pile of squishy pillows and trying to make yourself comfortable; all the while Ground Zero watches you with a scowl. He knows for a damn fact that if he leaves you before you’re coherent that Kirishima will have his hide, so he’s trapped here until you wake up. Great.

He might as well try to find your bathroom and some medication, you’re bound to have a headache when you wake up fully. There’s only one door off the space you’re both currently in, so without hesitation he crosses to it and moves to open it. You open one eye in time to see Ground Zero’s hand wrap around the knob to your bedroom and you squeak out a weak protest, but the door opens. He stands in the doorway, frozen.

“...What the fuck is this.”

Shit. Now you were in for it. You try to pull yourself up, fighting the dizziness in an attempt to defuse the situation. You knew exactly what he was looking at. Your bedroom was absolutely covered in Ground Zero merch, both official and unofficial. You rise and shakily make your way to him. “Ground Zero, ah, don’t…”

He whirls on you, eyes narrowed. “You weren’t trapped between our fights. You came specifically to watch me.” It’s not a question and your cheeks color as you nod.

He inhales and turns from you, stepping into your bedroom and looking around at the amount of stuff. Posters, figurines, plush pillows that look like his grenade gauntlets. His eyes sweep your bed and pause at the elongated shape hidden under the blankets. Without asking for permission he rips back the black and orange comforter and you gasp as he reveals a body pillow of himself.

“Are you fucking kidding me, (Y/N)?” Luckily it’s on the tame side and not the lewd side.

Then Ground Zero flips the pillow over. He looks at you with raised eyebrows. Your face floods with heat and you turn you turn away from him; missing the cocky smirk that graces his lips for a split second.

“If you have this so brazenly in your bed, what the fuck else are you hiding in here?”

You eke out another protest as he prowls around to the other side of your bed, zeroing in on a pair of doors. He opens the first, but it’s your small bathroom. The blonde hero shoots you a look and closes it, then grins as he opens the other one.

“People always hide weird shit in their closets…” He rips the door open and instead of a quick look like he did in the bathroom, he begins pulling your hanging clothes to the side, checking the floor, sweeping his hands on the shelf. He finds the thing you’re dreading quickly – a small box shoved in the corner of your highest shelf.  “Hmm. Looks suspicious.”

He pops it open with a smirk that quickly vanishes, and you want to sink into the floor and die. You know exactly what’s in the box, and there’s a reason it’s hidden where it is.

Ground Zero holds up the bondage harness as you watch, mortified, his eyes sweeping the black and orange straps. "Is this... is this official merch? I'm going to kill my entire marketing team."

"No. I, um..." You swallow, averting your eyes as your cheeks flush. "I made it."

Ground Zero stares at you for a second, then a grin slowly curls up the corner of his mouth. "Yeah? You made it?"

You nod. "There's, um. There’re matching arm binders that look like your gauntlets. And leg binders that look like your boots." You risk raising your eyes to look at him and you feel the breath knocked out of you at the hungry, feral look in his eyes.

"Put it on then.” His grin widens as he throws the harness at you.

You catch it, acting more out of reflex than anything. “What?!”

“If you're so desperate for my cock. Fucking earn it."

He casually fishes out the arm and leg restraints, looking them over the way he looked at the harness. “You fucking heard me. If you want it, you have to work for it.” Crimson eyes flick to you. “Especially after the way you fucking teased me the whole walk here.”

Teased him? I mean yeah, you were a little sassy, but… your eyes widen in understanding. He likes the sass. That made you look at all his glares and glances in a new light, and… Your eyes flick to the heat in them now. Fuck were you in for it, and fuck were you all about it.

“I’m not going to say it again. Put. It. On.”

His voice is like steel and you drop the harness on your bed, hands going to your shirt. Fuck, was this really happening? Were you really going to do this? You hesitate as you toy with the hem of your shirt and Ground Zero uncrosses his arms, cupping his palms, and lets off a few warning sparks. Your heart leaps into your throat and you yank the shirt over your head, throwing it nearly across your room before yanking off your pants and kicking them after the shirt.

You look at Ground Zero as you stand in your underwear, and he motions to the small garments. Your face heats up as you slowly slide those off too. At his raised brow you pick up the harness, carefully stepping into it.

“I uh, I can’t put this on by myself. It’s why I’ve never worn it before.” Your face flushes, the harness straps hanging from your frame. Ground Zero shifts his weight, moving like a cat stalking prey. He slowly walks around you, reaching out for the straps, and pulling them tightly into place.

“So, I’m the only one to see you like this, hah?” His voice is low and rumbling, hot like raked coals.

You shudder and nod.

He pulls the strap he’s tying tighter and leans into your ear. “Good. It had better fucking stay that way.” The words spike directly to your core and you groan, immediately moving to slap a hand over your mouth. He just chuckles darkly and finishes tightening the straps, and you look down on yourself. The harness is very nice, if you do say so yourself. You can’t help but feel a little proud of your handiwork.

Then you notice Ground Zero holding the arm and leg binders and grinning.

You immediately start to shake your head, but he just grins wider. “Ah ah, you made them, you must be dying to try them out.”

You’re only semi-surprised at the skill and nimbleness that he displays locking you into the binders, and you wonder if this is something he does regularly. Your arms are twisted behind your back and locked into place, and Ground Zero guides you down to the floor so he can use the leg binders to keep you in a kneeling position. It’s a good thing he has those huge knee pads on his hero outfit – they provide an excellent cushion from your hardwood floor. You’re glad you included them.

“There. And now that you’re all nice and tied up…” He walks to the front of you as he removes his gloves and reaches down, a calloused thumb teasing at your lower lip. You immediately open your mouth and he gives an approving rumble deep in his throat, using the pad of his thumb to stroke your eager tongue.

You roll your eyes back in your head at the flavor – he tastes like rich caramel. The scent rises off him now that his hands are so close to your face. You’re vaguely aware that it has something to do with his quirk, and that the nitroglycerin he sweats can be toxic, but you’re way too into him being in your mouth to care. He grasps your chin with his fingertips, holding your jaw in place from the inside. You give a small whine, closing your lips to suck on his thumb.

“Greedy little slut, aren’t you?” He pulls the thumb out and wipes your saliva on your cheek. “You know, that body pillow you got there? It’s fucking wrong.” He smirks a little, hooking the thumb that was in your mouth through a belt loop. “I bet you want to see the real thing, don’t you? You’re dying for it. I can see it in your eyes.” You whimper and nod, your eyes immediately going to the crotch of his pants. “Well too bad. I’m not done looking through your shit.”

You let out a much louder whine as he turns away from you.

“Let’s see now. I’ve already checked the closet, how about… in here?” He moves to your nightstand and yanks open a drawer, but all that’s in it are a few odds and ends. He gives you a scowl and slams it closed before pulling open the second one. That one yields much more fruitful results, and you feel like your face can’t get any hotter as Ground Zero lifts out a ball gag colored like a grenade, and a blindfold in the shape of his mask. He gives you a very direct look before carefully laying the items on your bed, then dives back in. Next, he comes out with a thin paddle made of wood with a slab of rubber on it, the rubber looking like a boot imprint.

“What the fuck is this?” He squints at the tread, then lifts his own boot and looks at it. “Is this my fucking boot print? How the fuck did you even get this?”

“Someone… after a fight in your district, someone made a casting of your boot print in the dirt. I uh, I bought it and cast the rubber to make a spanking paddle… with your boot tread on it.” You swallow a little. “I’m glad to know it’s authentic.” You give a tiny, nervous chuckle.

He stares at you for a second and then drops the paddle on the bed.

“You filthy fucking bitch. You just want me to walk all over you.” There’s definitely a vein of arousal in his voice, and when he turns you can see that the crotch of his pants is tighter than it was when he was standing in front of you. He shifts through the rest of the drawer, casually putting a bottle of lube on top of the night stand.

Without a word he gets on his knees and looks under your bed, pulling out another box. You’re so far beyond embarrassed at this point. The delicate lace of arousal in his words, the strain against his pants, you’re going to get fucked stupid by the hero you idolize. You wish desperately that your leg binders didn’t keep your thighs spread, robbing you of any friction you might have been able to produce for yourself.

Your breath intakes sharply as Ground Zero returns up from the floor, holding a sizeable black and orange dildo. “Did you fuckin’ make this too?” He’s catching on that all your sex toys are in his trademark black and orange.

You shake your head. “Commission,” you squeak out.

“Ah, you keep my dildo right under your bed, hah? Has to be in easy reach so you can stuff yourself as soon as you need to feel my cock in you?”

Your breath intakes harshly at the words. “Yes.”

He stares at you with hard eyes for a second. “…Fuck.”

He stands, eyes drilling into you as he pulls off his boots. Next go his gauntlets, clattering to the floor, followed by his top, and despite the fact that you’ve seen his naked chest countless times in either battle damaged costumes or professional photo shoots, you’re not prepared for the real thing.

You make a hiccup-y gasp, and his grin goes feral.

“Be a good boy and don’t move.” He closes the distance between you and easily scoops you into his arms, placing you on the bed with your back facing him. He glances at the hardwood floor where you were originally sitting. “Tch. Haven’t even fucking touched you and you’re already making a fucking mess.” He gestures at the floor where a small pool of liquid betrays how turned on you already are. You feel a slight sliver of shame but it’s heavily outweighed by the sheer force of your arousal.

You watch as Ground Zero, now stripped of everything but pants and socks, moves behind you again. Hands reach out and caress your sides, softer than you thought the blonde was capable of. You moan, trying to arch your back in the tight bindings. You hear a chuckle behind you and then clothed hips are grinding into your ass, the feather soft finger tips now grabbing your waist hard enough to leave bruises. You cry out, pushing your ass back into the hips, and are rewarded with a soft groan as the cleft of your ass encompasses the hard dick in Ground Zero’s pants. Your eyes widen – he wasn’t kidding, your body pillow did him no justice.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing? I didn’t say you could have that yet.” He smacks the round globe of your ass with his hand, then releases you.

You pant in need, trying to push your hips back again, desperately trying to feel his length against your body again. He makes his ‘tch’ noise and you bite your lip. You can feel him move behind you, then his arm comes in to view and he’s grabbing the boot paddle. Your breath hitches in your throat as the wooden handle slowly drags backwards across your messy bed. He’s going this slowly on purpose, you know it. He wants you to anticipate what’s coming.

You freeze as you feel the ridged rubber slide sensually across your ass.

“You ever use this before?” Ground Zero is practically purring behind you.

“N-no.” Your breath leaves you in another shaky hiccup.

“Why the fuck not?” The boot tread continues to rub across your flesh as Ground Zero’s voice gets a little angry.

“No one was good enough b-but you.”

The tread stops and you hear a breathy ‘fuck’ behind you before the blonde hero is pulling his arm back and snapping it forward again. The rubber tread of the boot slams into your cheek and you cry out. It didn’t hurt as badly as you expected – maybe it was the thickness of the boot. Either way, it was the perfect opening.

“T-that all you got, Ground Zero?” Your breath is coming out harsh, but you make damn sure that he can hear the antagonistic tone in your voice.

You hear a growl behind you and the boot flies down again, this time you can feel the bite of the tread marks in your ass. You hope it is going to leave an imprint.

“Hah, I t-thought you were strong, Ground Zero.”

You tense as you hear an aggressive snarl and feel a quick movement behind you, followed by the sound of glass shattering. You’re able to glance to your left and see the broken remains of your table lamp on the floor next to the paddle.

You’re a little annoyed, until you hear his quirk spark to life behind you, and your heart stops again.

“You’re such a fuckin’ brat, hah? Just gotta be fucking mouthy? Well if you like my quirk so much, let’s see how you can handle it.”

The sparking sound intensifies, and you’re barely able to hold your breath before Ground Zero’s hand slaps against your cheek. Oh, oh FUCK yes. This is what you want. The sting is enough to bring tears to your eyes and it radiates across your flesh like fire. You can’t hold back your moan, and you lean forward more to present your ass better. He gives you a matching slap on the other side.

“Not so cocky now, are you?” Twin slaps to both sides again. He keeps going, hands still ignited, more and more until you’re sobbing, and he can see the outline of his handprint reddening your ass. “Fucking perfect.” He grins and places one more playful slap, your hips bucking in response.

Ground Zero moves to the front, grabbing your jaw in his hands roughly. “Open your mouth.” You do so without hesitation, and he grabs the ball gag with his free hand. His crimson eyes investigate your mouth for a few beats, and you take the chance to admire how handsome his face is. He is still wearing his mask, and there’s soft grey streaks from his battle on his neck and cheek. Then he leans forward a little and you wonder for a second if he is going to kiss you, but before you can close your mouth, he spits into it and stuffs the ball gag in.

“Good boy,” he purrs, tying the gag around your head. He smirks as he moves behind you again. You’re shivering in anticipation of what he’s going to do next.

The ball gag prevents your loud moan as your ass cheeks are separated and his tongue licks a long strip from your ballsack to your asshole. He doesn’t speak, he just starts to circle his tongue around the rim of your ass, inching the fingers of his right hand closer while keeping your cheeks spread. You fall forward as he hikes your hips up, just able to turn your head to prevent your face from pressing directly into the mattress. Your eyes are rolling in the back of your head as he fucks his tongue in and out of your hole, growling softly at the whimpers you’re making that are muffled by the gag stuffing your mouth. He stops suddenly, mouth and hands disappearing from your skin, and you let out a high-pitched whine at the loss of contact.

Ground Zero laughs and reaches over to the bottle of lube he’d previously placed on your night stand. He positions himself behind you once more, popping open the cap of lube and pulling one of your cheeks to the side. He squirts the lube directly onto your hole, grinning as you shudder at how cold it is. The hand not holding your cheek circles your hole, teasing, not dipping in. It’s not until you push your hips back that he slips his finger inside, eliciting a groan from both of you.

He slowly works you open, watches you swallow his digit eagerly, his erection straining against the pants of his hero costume. You rock your hips back into him, your eagerness clear on your face as you pant around the ball gag. You choke out another muffled moan as he adds a second finger, hips rocking back harder. You need more, you need him to fill you. He lets a third finger slip it, scissoring all three to stretch the tight ring of muscle.

“Mm, yeah. Gotta stretch you open so you can take my cock, right?” You give a high-pitched groan, unable to control yourself as the thought of taking his cock sends you over the edge. You ride through your orgasm on his fingers, eyes squeezed closed, and he stops moving them. “Did you already cum just from the thought of it? Damn, you really are desperate for my cock, aren’t you?” You can hear the ego in his voice, and he removes his fingers. This is it. You’re gonna get to cum on Ground Zero’s dick.

You feel the blunt head prodding at your entrance, but it feels strangely cold. You open your eyes and Ground Zero’s wearing a cocky grin, pants still zipped up, with the head of your dildo breaching you. You pout, or at least you pout as best as you can with your gag in your mouth, and the hero laughs. His grin is almost maniacal as he twists his wrist, watching your ass swallow the black and orange toy. Your pout doesn’t last long because the feeling of being stretched has you groaning again, pushing back against it, trying to take it further. He stops once the toy is bottomed out inside you.

You squirm against it, groaning as it rubs against your walls, watching the explosion hero as he slowly walks back around to the other side of your bed. He reaches down and unbuckles the gag, pulling it from your head. He pulls you up, positioning you so that you’re sitting on the dildo but pushes on your shoulders so that your head bows back down. Not quite all the way to the bed, but level with his dick.

“Stay,” he murmurs, and then reaches for the buckle of his pants. You hover there, eyes locked on the movements of his hands, your mouth already open and salivating. He moves slow, watching your face with an intense hunger. He pulls the pants off, sliding them down his muscular thighs, and kicking them off. His boxer briefs are straining to hold his erection and there is a damp spot where the head is, betraying how much your reactions are affecting him.

He palms his own cock through his underwear, smirking down at you. “Do you think you’ve earned this?” His voice is low, dark. Your nose is filled with the scent of caramel again and you nod. “Are you sure? I’m not.” His fingers slowly wrap around his shaft, pressing the outline out harder through his underwear. “Beg for it.”

“Please, Ground Zero, I need it, I need you, please just fuck me!” you immediately plead. Your body is squirming, and you open your mouth, sticking out your tongue flat and looking up at him. He bites his lip and pulls his underwear down, his cock bobbing just out of reach of your mouth.

“Keep your mouth open.” His voice is a low rumble and he holds his dick by the base, rubbing the head across your tongue and lower lip, smearing his precum on your skin. He doesn’t quite taste like caramel here, not like his hands and not like he smells, but he does taste sweet. You moan softly, enjoying the flavor, fighting all your instincts to not close your mouth and take him in as far as he can go. “Fuck, good boy. Good boy.” He presses his cock in, slowly, until it reaches the back of your throat. “Close your mouth.”

You moan and do as your told, immediately curling your tongue around the shaft and sucking deep. He chokes out a moan and the sound sends a spike of arousal to your core, making you clench around the toy. He gently pumps his hips, sliding in and out for a few strokes. One hand caresses the top of your head and your heart flips at the tender treatment, but then he grins and tangles his hand roughly into your hair, snapping his hips harder. He starts to fuck your face in earnest, using his hand in your hair as an anchor to keep you in place. You start to take quick breaths in between his thrusts, trying to relax your throat so he can fuck into it. You’re rewarded by a loud moan the first time he does, his hips stuttering as he rocks back and forth in your throat. He pulls his cock out of your mouth, rubs your lips with it, and then shoves it right back in.

“Fuck yeah.” His motions are fluid and graceful, he fucks like he battles. He’s gives you no time to swallow as he snaps his hips in and out, your saliva pooling and running down your chin every time he pulls them back. He finally pulls out one last time, holding himself at the base and looking down at your messy face.

Without looking, Ground Zero reaches into the drawer and retrieves a line of small packets. He rips one off the line and looks at it, then rolls his eyes back. “Okay, I know you didn’t make these.” You give him a shaky smile, still covered in your own drool, as he stares at the condom packet’s slogan. ‘BAKU BRAND: Reliable enough for your biggest explosions!’

He shrugs and rips open the condom, moving around to the back again. He rubs a hand over the print he left on your ass before slowly pulling out your dildo and lining himself up to take its place. He lets his hands crackle with his quirk as he slams his hips in, and suddenly you’re stuffed full with Ground Zero’s cock, and it’s like a dream come true. The hero immediately starts a brutal pace, shoving your face forward into the mattress with every thrust. You cry out with each pump, and it only takes a handful before you’re clamping down around his cock again, shooting cum into your blankets for the second time.

“Nngh, FUCK! You’re so tight. That’s right, cum on my cock.” His voice sounds harsh, like he’s losing control as he keeps pounding into you. His fingertips are digging into your hips again, definitely bruising, as he yanks you back into him. He slams into you one last time with a hoarse shout and you know he’s cumming. His hand reaches around to squeeze your neglected cock and that small pressure and the thought that Ground Zero was cumming in you was enough to get you off one last time, your walls clamping a little weaker around him than the first two times. He holds there for a moment, holding you up as you sag on the bed. He slips out and you hear the snap of rubber as he removes the condom.

“Damn,” he sighs, smacking your ass a little more playfully once more, “That was good. You freaky little shit.”

His footsteps leave the room.

He’s back a moment later, undoing the bindings of the restraints. Your body sinks into your bed in exhaustion and you follow him with your eyes as he moves into your bathroom. You hear your bath water running and blink as Ground Zero steps back into your bedroom, then back out of it into the main area. He’s walking around like he owns the place, and if you could move your body at all you’d say something about it.

He comes back again and lifts you into his arms, carrying you the same way he did on the way in to your apartment.

“Here.” He holds a glass of water to your lips and tilts it. You look at him, confused, as you sip from the glass. “Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He carries you into your bathroom, holding you until the water fills halfway. You think he brushes his lips across your temple as he waits but you feel so out of it that you aren’t entirely sure. Once the level is acceptable he is carefully lowering you into the half-filled bath. You hiss at the hot water and he immediately adjusts the temperature. He leaves the glass on the floor. “Keep drinking that. Don’t fucking drown.”

He leaves the room again.

If you weren’t so utterly, deliciously sore you would wonder if you were dreaming. You’re only mildly aware that he comes back at one point to turn the water off before disappearing again like some kind of shitty blonde ghost.

The warmth is seeping into your bones and you’re feeling drowsy. You’re not sure how long you spend drifting in and out, but you aren’t aware when Ground Zero comes back in.

“Hey.” His voice is soft, and you open your eyes, blinking at him with a small smile. “Lean forward so I can wash your hair.” You lean forward as best as you can, assisted by the hero’s hands more than you actually do yourself. You’re able to hold yourself up by bracing your arms on the sides of the tub, and you hear the pop of a bottle as Ground Zero opens your shampoo. Then his hands card through your hair. You can’t help but let a small moan slip from the relaxing sensation. He’s being so much gentler than you thought he was capable of, especially after how rough he’d just been.

He rinses your hair then carefully washes you with your body soap.

Once he’s convinced you’re clean enough he pulls the drain on the tub, helping you to stand and wrapping you in a towel. You’re not so pathetic anymore and you’re able to walk, albeit shakily, back into your room without his assistance.

“Get some pajamas. Don’t put them on yet.” Gentle or not his tone still leaves no room for disobedience, and you pull out a pair of boy shorts (Ground Zero ones, obviously) and a black tank top to leave on your bed. Ground Zero himself comes back out from your bathroom with the glass you didn’t finish and some aspirin. “Take this and finish the fucking water like I already said to.”

You take the pills and sip on the water, watching him sleepily. He’s rifling through his pants pockets, still in his underwear, and pulls out a small green tube. “Alright, lay on your stomach.” He rolls his eyes at the look you give him. “No, not for sex, this is fucking aloe vera. If I don’t put it on your ass it’ll burn for a week.” He does give you a smirk at that, and you place the water on your nightstand so you can crawl onto your bed and lay on your stomach. His rough hands soothingly rub the aloe into your abused skin, and you can’t help drifting off to sleep again. There’s no sass left, only satisfaction. This time though, you don’t wake up when he’s done. You vaguely feel yourself being shifted around, carefully dressed, and tucked into bed. You feel the push of something warm, soft, and sweet onto your mouth and you wonder if you’re dreaming about him kissing you.

When you do wake up it’s almost the afternoon the following day. You’re dressed in the pajamas you picked out and tucked tightly into your bed. You sit up, still feeling sore, and you can’t help but wonder if you’re imagining the whole of last night. It wouldn’t be the first time you had a dream like that, and it definitely wouldn’t be the last. Pity you didn’t wake up next to him, though. You ease out of bed and stretch, popping your back a little, before shuffling into the kitchen. On your counter top there’s an envelope. You tilt your head and slowly grab it, pulling it open. Inside is paper yen and a note. You pull the note out and open it.

“There’s food in the fridge. Make sure you fucking eat it. Cash is for the lamp I broke.”

You smile a little and skim further down the page for more writing. Your eyes widen at the phone number, but you about drop the paper at what’s scribbled underneath it. “For when you want to be a brat again. Maybe if you’re good, next time will be a creampie.

- GZ”

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[spiciest-potato]

Mornings

A/N: This started out wholesome, but I couldn’t help myself. Enjoy Kirishima and Bakugou pleasing you.

Pairing: KiriBaku x Female!Reader

Word Count: 1603

Warnings: +18, Fingering, Pussy Eating, Kirishima and Bakugou being the sexy dom’s they are. Taglist: @lady-bakuhoe

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Days like these were definitely the best. Maybe it was the soft sunlight peeking in through the curtains; how the world seemed so peaceful and calm at this very moment- or maybe it was how Kirishima’s hand on your waist pulled you back against his toned abs, how your face was pressed into Bakugou’s chest. Soft snores indicated both males were still asleep.

This was a common occurrence; somehow the three of you had made a routine of sharing beds- at first, it was just you and Kirishima, due to the fact he ended up passing out on your bed a lot, and you didn’t have the energy to move him. You would wake up with his arms wrapped around you, your legs tangled and your body pressed up against his. As much as you didn’t want to admit it- waking up being spooned by one of the males you had a crush on became addicting.

When Bakugou found out about your cuddle sessions, he immediately wanted in. Not only because he was jealous that his best friend and favourite female were hanging out without him, but because the poor blonde was touch starved and loved the both of you touching him, he felt most comfortable when he was with you and Kirishima.

They always smelt fucking incredible in the morning, their individual smells mixing together and creating absolute heaven. Kirishima shifted behind you, groaning softly as his head buried deeper into the back of your neck. Their body heat was overwhelming you, but you didn’t want to disturb them.

“Y/N, you awake?” Bakugou’s gruff voice alerted you of his presence, your eyes meeting his. Giving him a curt nod, he chuckled softly. His eyes closed for a brief moment, before turning his body to glance at the clock, “fuck… it’s still so early.”

An amused huff left you, arms tightening around his torso. He grinned lazily, red eyes staring down at your face, pressed into his chest once more. Sometimes the blonde forgot how much shorter you were than them, which shouldn’t be hard, considering he always has to look down when speaking to you. 

Bakugou trailed one of his hands up your side, letting his fingers brush against the exposed skin. You looked so delicious sandwiched between them. His large hand cupped your cheek, who gave you permission to smile at him cutely?

He let out a small “tch,” leaning down and pressing his lips against yours. It was warm, the smell of caramel filling your nostrils as you pressed back against him, gripping the back of his tank top. Your lips moulded against his perfectly, his teeth nibbling on your bottom lip gently. Slipping his tongue in caused a tiny moan to escape; you could feel his smirk widen against your lips. Your tongue pressed back against his, lazily making out with him felt incredible- he was dominating you with his mouth alone.

Honestly, kissing Bakugou so good that you didn’t hear the male behind you waking up. His eyes adjusted- blinking the sleep out of his eyes. When he came to his senses, he audibly whined at you both. Bakugou looked like he was devouring you.

“You’re so mean, Katsuki, kissing her without me,” Kirishima teeth grazed the back of your exposed shoulder as he spoke, kissing the skin softly. You moaned softly as he bit down, Kirishima’s eyes fixated on your lips pressing against Bakugou’s.

“‘S not my fault, Dumbass,” Bakugou pulled back to speak before diving right back in, now that Kirishima was awake he could press you back into his best friend without having to worry. His hand moved down and past your body to grip Kirishima’s hip, your boobs squishing against his chest.

Kirishima felt his body heating up, your ass was rutting against his morning wood. “‘Suki~ Eiji~” your voice sent shivers down both males spines, and Bakugou gave Kirishima a look. The redhead grinned, leaning across you to peck Bakugou on the lips before pulling you into a kiss, Bakugou’s hands working on your clothed sex.

His fingers trailed against the wet patch beginning to form, a soft moan leaving you and being swallowed by Kirishima. Bakugou grinned, pushing your panties to the side and sliding his fingers along your folds, his thumb pressing against your clit and rubbing it slowly, teasingly.

Kirishima’s hand yanked your top over your covered boobs, exposing your lace bra to their hungry eyes. He squeezed your breast on the way down, helping Bakugou tease you by rubbing your pussys entrance, slipping one into you and pumping it in and out. You cried out, leaning your head back, clenching your eyes shut. The redhead’s teeth move to your throat, marking you up with bites. Bakugou’s head fell to your chest; sucking on the skin.

Kirishima’s finger moved faster, stretching your insides out as he added another. He curled them around, feeling you clench around him pleasantly.

Your legs widened, exposing your body. Kirishima moved back from your throat, grinning down at you, “you’re so beautiful, Baby Girl.” His eyes wandered down to your dripping cunt, pulling out his fingers to inspect them, “hey, Katsuki- switch with me?”

Bakugou stared up at his innocent smile, before removing his thumb and plunging two of his thick fingers into you, your back arching in response. Kirishima chuckled softly as his wet fingers twirled around your puffy clit, pinching the sensitive ball experimentally. The blonde captured your lips in another kiss- distracting you from the way Kirishima twisted his body, his face moving close to your sex.

“Shit, Katsuki- she smells so good,” he bit down on your inner thigh, a whine escaping you. Kirishima’s fingers pinched you once more before he let his tongue loll out, giving your clit a lick. You squirm underneath them, one of your hands trailing down to the redhead and gripping his hair roughly.

“Keep going, Ei. Ruin her, the Slut would love that,” Kirishima did as he was told, lapping up your juices and sucking harder as Bakugou’s fingers pushed in deeper. Your eyes rolled back, small tears forming as the pleasure made your mind go blank.

“Oh my god, Eijirou~” Your lewd voice encouraged him to continue, Bakugou’s red eyes watching him intensely. Your other hand tugged on his tank top, causing his gaze to shift back to you.

“You enjoying yourself, Slut?” You nodded quickly; face flushed, mouth open, quick breaths- you look fucking gorgeous, “want Ei to fuck you with his tongue? You’d fucking love that, wouldn’t you? Slut.” He removed his fingers and gripped the back of Kirishima’s head, pushing his lips down to your entrance.

“Please, please, please, please, mmph~” Kirishima’s began dipping his tongue in and out, feeling his hands grip at the underside of your legs and spread them wider. You cried out, not caring if you woke up the rest of the dorm. Bakugou’s lips silenced you, his hand pulling your bra down so that he had access to your chest.

Kirishima groaned softly, vibrating against your cunt. His face was covered in your fluids, he could feel your insides desperately clenching around his pink muscle.

They could both feel you trembling, the pleasure was becoming too much for your body to handle. Bakugou trailed bites down your chest, sucking harshly on one of your hard nipples- your arms falling to the bedsheets beside you and lacing your fingers around them, fisting them as Bakugou and Kirishima continued to toy with your body.

“‘S-Suki, you- fuck, Eijirou~” One of Kirishima’s fingers rubs circles around your clit, his tongue plunging as deep as it can reach inside of your cunt. Bakugou leans back, glancing in the redhead’s direction.

“Oi, Ei. Let me have a taste,” they swapped positions, Bakugou hopping off the bed and tugging you towards him by the hips, burying his face in your pussy- Kirishima’s finger still on your clit as your lips connect in a deep kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue, a growl escaping Kirishima’s throat and making your body shiver.

Bakugou watched both of you with hazy eyes. The way your body twitched as his tongue pistoned in and out, lapping up your juices; he could feel every twitch, every clench, your body cry out in pleasure as Kirishima’s finger aggressively rubs you.

“Mm- ‘Suki, Ei- fuck,” you whined as Kirishima separated from your, his head falling down to your chest and wrapping his lips around one of your nipples, his sharp teeth grazing the bud. Your back arched, “shit- guys- I can’t- please-”

Both males sped up their actions, quick sharp moans filled the room. You body convulsed with pleasure, moaning both males names as you reached your climax. Bakugou and Kirishima watched you; eyes clenched shut, mouth hanging open, your fingers gripping at the bedsheets.

Kirishima leant back, a soft smile gracing his features; Bakugou moved away from your pussy and kneeled over your body, grabbing the redhead by his neck and kissing him roughly. You stared up at them, your body twitching as Bakugou shoved his tongue in Kirishima’s mouth, moaning as they shared your flavour with each other.

Kirishima sucked softly on the blonde’s tongue, his hand gripping at the others black tank top- a soft whine escaped the back of your throat, why did these men have to be so god damn sexy?

They pulled away, glancing down at you with sly grins.

“W-What?” Kirishima and Bakugou gave each other a look before the blonde grabbed you by the hips tugging you towards them once more.

“You didn’t think we were done… did you?”

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by harrys11inchwand

《seme!male!reader x bnha/mha male!various 》

Bakugo [y/n]. the hot-headed ash blonde has a older twin brother...

even though Katsuki is the younger of the two, he's still very protective of his twin. they stuck together all their lives, you really can't blame them. eventually, the twins find themselves at U.A. High. but with great looks, and a flashy quirk, Katsuki's twin grabbed more attention than just his own.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ *I don't own anything unless stated. All rights to their official owners/producers* ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can find this book on Quotev under @/ThatHappyCush and on Wattpad under @/harrys11inchwand and @/lordduckass ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- this is partially inspired by @semereaderstuff (on Quotev and Wattpad). this is a male!reader Insert book and you're Bakugo Katsuki's older twin brother.

Words: 1198, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Rei, Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Natsuo, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Shinsou Hitoshi, Amajiki Tamaki, Toogata Mirio, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Iida Tenya, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou, Ojiro Mashirao, Monoma Neito, Iida Tensei | Ingenium, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko

Relationships: Brother/brother - Relationship, Mother/Son - Relationship, father/son - Relationship, teacher/student - Relationship, boy/boy - Relationship

Additional Tags: Twincest, Twins, Gay, Gay Sex, Gay Male Character, Twinks, Gay Panic, Everyone Is Gay, Butt Plugs, Butt Slapping, Choking, Daddy Kink, Cock Warming, Large Cock, Cock Slut, Biting, Love Bites, Praise Kink, Hair-pulling, Overstimulation, Seme Male reader, Uke male character, Dom Male Reader, sub male character, Bite mark kink - Freeform

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