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gglitch1dd · 3 days
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Cheating Dilf Izuku Pt2
Husband Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader
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[Part 1]
Context: Your eldest son isn't as ignorant as you and Izuku wished he was.
Warning: Eldest sibling syndrome, daddy issues, generational trauma
Toshinori leaned against the doorway of the sliding door. His father was outside playing with Kota and Hero, both boys trying desperately to get their father down and trying to tap out on the grass. Izuku laughed as he faked losing this round as he stayed down on the grass as both boys were piled ontop of him. “Alright alright! I give up.” He laughed. Hero and Kota gave each other a high five.
Toshinori couldn’t help but smile at the sight of his two younger brothers playing together, Kota’s eyes still having that light in them that hadn’t diminished. Toshinori was glad the young boy wasn’t as affected by the past six months like the rest of them were. When Shoyo died, it had left a gaping whole in the entire family, especially in you. Shoyo was only five and was Kota’s play mate considering they were so close in age, however, seeing Hero despite being three years older than Kota, play with his brother now made the eldest of the Midoriya boys at ease.
But the smile on his face quickly left when he reminded himself that he was here to talk to someone. To his father.
He forced a smiled to his face as he kicked off the doorway and walked further onto the deck outside. “Hey dad!” Izuku turned to look at his son with a smile. “Can I talk to you for second?”
Izuku stood up easily, ignoring the two giggling boys that now hung off his figure. It didn’t even hinder him at all as he nodded. “Sure thing.” He took Kota off his shoulders and Hero off from his back as he put both of them to stand back on the grass. “How about the both of you go back inside and turn on the Nintendo. We can play Mario Kart if you want.”
“Mario Kart!” Hero let out excitedly. “Yes!” He took Kota’s hand and the both of them went sprinting towards the door. They both paused as they slid, back on their shoes. Hero turned to look up at his older brother who had his hands resting in his sweatpants.
Toshinori nodded his head subtly, allowing them to go ahead. Both boys went sprinting back into the house. “No running!” He shouted after them. “The else mom will be tugging on your ears.” He reminded them as he slid the door closed.
Izuku moved onto the deck, up the few steps before grabbing a seat on the table that was there. He smiled at the sight of his oldest son. Toshinori was a rather skinny kid, after hitting puberty, but he was working on building muscle especially since he now had One for All. It was one of the things that took Izuku by surprise, with how well adjusted Toshinori was to having the quirk.
“Hey bud, what’s going on?” He asked as he leaned back in his chair. Toshinori hadn’t talked to him like this since before Shoyo had passed, so admittedly he was rather excited that he was willing to talk to him now. Over the past two weeks, he had been trying hard to get back into the boy’s lives and it had been easier for every other boy except for Toshinori. It was something that confused Izuku considering the both of them were so close to one another before, and Toshinori seemed to support and urge his brothers to spend time with him but wouldn’t do the same. “Is it friend troubles?”
Toshinori shook his head as he sat down opposite his father. “Nope.” He answered honestly.
“Is it a girl?” Izuku asked earning a blush from Toshinori.
“Dad!”
“What?” He chuckled with his hands up. “You’re a smooth kid. Is it Satomi? If so, I got to warn you that Uncle Eijiro is very protective of his daughter and-”
“No! No dad! It’s not Satomi.” He refuted with a flushed expression but a frown on his face. “She’s just a friend! Besides she’s my best friend’s sister so she’s an instant no go.”
Izuku was buying it (although he respected the bro code). Not a second. Considering how blatantly obvious it was that the girl had a crush on Toshinori since they were both toddlers, it was either that his eldest son was dense or he truly just didn’t have a crush on her. Izuku told himself that he’d spectate while on their vacation that the entire friend group had agreed to go on together.
“No, I just had a question for you.”
Izuku perked up and smiled. He folded his arms over his chest and shrugged. “Alright, shoot.” He stated, being an open book.
Toshinori sat in front of him with a smile, his eyes giving nothing away as he stared back at his father. “What did you do?”
Izuku’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “When? Today?” He asked not entirely sure on what his fourteen year old was getting at.
“You’ve changed.” Toshinori’s voice was calm and levelled, almost as if he was asking something casual. “For the past six months you’ve been working non-stop.” At the mention of the time frame, Izuku found himself tensing. “I can probably count on one hand how many conversations that weren’t greetings that we’ve had. And now suddenly, you go on leave. Now, habits formed are usually hard to break. So its either you miraculously came to your senses or mom got fed up, or you did something that mom found out about. Now I know it isn’t the first two, because mom would never give up on anyone of us, so the question is, what did you do?” he asked with a smile.
Izuku kept his poker face but inside his heart was beating fast enough that he could hardly breathe. How did Toshinori know? You couldn’t have told him. You refused to tell any of your children anything and honestly, your acting the past two weeks have been superb, almost great enough for Izuku to forget for just a second himself.
Izuku raised an eyebrow. “Toshinori, I have no idea what you are talking about.” He stated, lying through his front teeth. His son’s smile only broadened but he didn’t say anything. “I just realised that I had been rather busy-”
“Out of the 400 000 crimes committed in the last six months, three quarters of them being referred to ProHeroes, the top three hero agencies in this country dealt with 200 000. Uncle Shota’s Agency dealt with 40k, the DynaRiot agency had 60k, you dealt with the other 100 000.”
At the mention of the statistics, Izuku cringed. That was a lot. He admitted that he did overwork himself and his workers a lot the past six months. He let out a sigh as he moved a hand to rub his eyes. “I know I was busy-”
“You missed my birthday.”
That fact made Izuku freeze. His eyes flicked over to his son who stared right back at him, not a hint of anger nor sadness. When… when was Toshinori’s birthday?
“That’s impossible.” Izuku denied as he shook his head with a laugh. “Your fourteen-”
“I’m fifteen.” He whispered, the only sign that he felt upset about that fact. Which only made Izuku feel worse.
He missed his son’s birthday? He didn’t remember you ever telling him about a party or a plan for his birthday. Izuku was pale as a sheet as he remembered that Toshinori’s birth month was indeed four months ago.
Before he could get the chance to speak on it, Toshinori beat him to it. “It doesn’t matter. We were going through a lot so I didn’t expect a party anyways. I forgot myself to be honest, it was mom who had to remind me.” He spoke honestly as he leaned back in his chair. “But that doesn’t steer away from my question… what did you do?”
Izuku swallowed down hard but kept his composure. Unlike his brothers, Toshinori was a teenager. Her was perceptive and could understand a lot more than what he thought. “Toshi… it is none of your concern. Your mother and I talked, we sorted it out and everything is fine now.”
For the first time since the entire conversation, Toshinori’s smile fell as his eyebrows furrowed, he straightened up. “Dad, I respect you wholeheartedly, but it is my concern.”
“Toshinori, you’re a kid.”
“I think you forget that while you were busy at work, I was the one here at home keeping us all together!” Toshinori’s outburst surprised Izuku as his eyebrows raised in surprise, his eyes widened. His eldest son had finger to his chest as he frowned. His voice being raised as he looked straight at his father. “I was the one who did all of mom’s chores that week after Shoyo’s funeral, not you. I was the one who sat with my brother’s helping them with their homework cause mom didn’t have the energy and you weren’t there. I was the one who signed all of their tests and homework schedules and showed up alongside mom at parent teacher meetings when Asahi was fighting kids at school, not you.” His voice cracked for a second as tears brimmed his green eyes as he looked at his father with something mixed with pain and frustration. “You raised me to be the man of this house in case you weren’t around and here I am doing that! So please dad, don’t tell me that it doesn’t concern me!” He shouted.
Izuku sat frozen with wide eyes as he stared back at his son. For a scary moment he saw himself. He saw himself when he stood across from the glass in Tarturus supreme villain’s prison when he got to talk to his father. He remembered the pain and the agony of having to be the responsible one around and care for his mother and be less of a kid than others. His son was just like him.
And it scared him to his very being.
Toshinori froze as he realised that he had just shouted at his father. His pupils shrinking as instant regret washed over him. “I… I’m sorry. I’m sorry dad I…”
Izuku felt hurt as he moved to stand up to head over to his eldest son. “Toshi-”
“I’m tired. I went on a run this morning, I’m just not thinking straight.” In a flash of light, Toshinori was at the sliding door, opening it and walked back into the house in a rush, trying to get away from him as fast as possible.
You watched your son race past you as you carefully cut the toasted sandwiches you had made for lunch. You looked at him surprised and shocked as he raced past. “Toshinori?” You asked him surprised. To your surprise however, he didn’t stop. Your eyebrows furrowed as you set down your knife, wiping your hands as you quickly followed after him up the stairs. “Toshi? Toshi are you okay?” You asked as you raced after him.
“I’m fine, mom! I j-just need to make a phone call.” He lied and you could hear it so easily.
You furrowed your eyebrows as you quickly made an extra step and caught him right before he could get to his room. You took a hold of his arm as you forced him to stop running. You saw in his eyes he looked like he was panicking. You took a hold of his hand as you closed the door to his room before looking at him genuinely. “Toshi, come on talk to me. What is it?” You asked softly.
For a moment your son just looked at you but then you saw his face break. You saw that look of pure agony on his face as his hands started to shake. Tears spilled from his eyes as he tried to bite back a sob. You instinctively brought him in for a hug, holding him up as he broke down in your arms. Toshinori hadn’t cried since the funeral and lord knows that you didn’t hold him like this when it did happen. It was one of your biggest regrets, but you knew that everything would come out eventually. Like right now.
You held him tightly in your arms, wondering what on earth brought this about and what would you have to kill to make his agony end. You placed a kiss on his forehead as you just held him. You didn’t say anything, allowing his pain to pass as you took the moment to just be here for him.
“I’m sorry.” He sobbed into your chest as his hands gripped onto you painfully tight almost as if you were gonna disappear. His voice sounded so small as it cracked, his body shivering in your grasp. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry-”
You shushed him quietly as you rest your head on his as you carefully pat his back the same way you did when he was younger. “It’s okay baby. It’s okay.” You spoke softly as you held him.
“No, it’s not! I’m so angry, momma.” His voice was muffled but you heard every word of it. “Why wasn’t he here earlier? Why now! I know you don’t want me to be angry but I was so disrespectful. I’m so sorry.”
You shushed him quietly as you held him tighter against you. “Oh my little sprout… Holding such anger isn’t good for your heart my love. I’m not angry and you shouldn’t be.” You told him softly as you held him in your arms. You let out soft hums as you held him. You held him until the world melted away and until his crying and shaking stopped. You held him until he was the first one to let go.
You took out a handkerchief you always kept on you, being a mom to so many children. You handed it to him as you smiled. You placed a kiss on his forehead. “Toshi, my baby, how about you take a nap hm? Then we can go for a walk later in the evenings, just the two of us. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
He nodded with an exhausted look on his face. “Okay.”
“Okay. I love you.”
“I love you too, mom.” 
You left Toshi by himself, allowing him to work whatever feelings he still had left or to just nap. You stayed against his door for a moment as you tried to fight back a scowl. You swallowed down hard as you moved back downstairs. “Boys! Food is in the kitchen!” You called out, noting that you should bring up food to Toshinori so he doesn’t have to come down. However, your priority was Izuku. You walked straight outside, opening as you looked at him as he stood facing the garden. “What did you talk about with Toshinori?” You asked lowly.
Izuku was silent for a moment, his hands in his pockets as he just stared at the garden, bunnies hopping out of their burrow. “He knows something happened.” His voice was deadpanned but showed concern. “He doesn’t know what.”
“What did you say to him?”
“I told him it wasn’t his concern and that we talked about it and everything I said that day was true.”
“Good.” You let out coldly but you didn’t move from where you both stood. He could hear it in your voice, just how ready you were to cut into him if he had broken the agreement of not telling the kids. You noticed how tense his shoulders were. Whatever Toshinori had said to him, was enough to cut into him deeply.
You frowned but walked away.
Izuku heard you leave, his shoulders falling, glad that you would leave him be to his own devices and wallow in self-hate. He hated this. He hated the feeling that he had ruined his relationship with his eldest son and had put so much responsibility and pain onto him. He was a kid for goodness sake. He didn’t deserve any of this. Izuku dragged a hand down his face, trying to stop himself from shedding tears. This wasn’t a time to cry but he was choking up from the inside.
Izuku heard footsteps behind him and instantly he brought himself together. “Hey bud-” instead of it being one of the boys, it was you.
You held a tray of sandwiches and lemonade along with home made mochis. You looked at him with a frown but placed the tray on the table next to him. Sitting in the tray was a pack of tissues as well. Before he could  look at you again, you turned around and headed straight back inside. “Eat something. You’re getting skinny.” With that you left him alone.
Izuku was frozen as he stared down at the tray. Lord knows he wasn’t as skinny as he once was… but that was because of you. You always made him good hearty food that always made him feel so full and grateful. You always fed him whenever he was in a bad mood.
Even now.
He couldn’t help but smile.
-Glitch1d
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roaron · 1 year
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MHA boys getting caught masturbating
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authors note : hello all, I know ive been writing a lot of MHA related stuff lately, but do not worry. that isn’t all I wrote about LOL, im just in a MHA mood. if you want me to write for any other characters just go ahead and ask, saves me time instead of me having to think of different characters to write for. cheers :)
characters - (izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugo)
warnings - nsfw obviously
minors don’t be doing no funky shit, get lost or just hide in the shadows idc
enjoy !
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Izuku Midoriya
- when you initially walk in on him his head is flung back, legs spread, naked chest heaving, and his hand on his cock. what a sight.
- he doesn’t even notice you until after he cums, so when he finally looks forward and sees you staring at him he screams and grabs a pillow to try and hide his dick.
“Y/N !!!???, OMG IM SO S-SO SORRY”
- he refuses to look at you until you move towards him and sit at the corner of the bed.
“want some help ?”
- he looks at you absolutely shocked but nods shyly nonetheless
Shoto Todoroki
- notices you straight away and immediately looks away from you, his face completely red and his fire side raging out of control.
“y/n… please knock next time..”
- he still refuses to look at you, the duvet brought over himself in an attempt to hide his erect cock spewing cum everywhere.
- you both stay there for a while until you decide to speak up and break the awkward silence.
“shoto, would you like me to help you finish ?”
- he snaps his head towards you and stares at you wide eyed before hanging his head low in embarrassment.
“…yes please”
Katsuki Bakugo
- the second he notices you his eyes blow wide and he starts saying curses under his breath. he finally looks at you after about a minute of silence, cheeks dusted pink.
“enjoying the fucking show ? hurry up and get out.”
- you decide to ignore him and keep staring at his naked figure, nipples perked and abs flexed under a glossy sheen of sweat. your mind runs wild as you catch you bottom lip between your teeth and play with the bottom of your skirt.
- bakugo notices your change in behaviour and let’s out a chuckle before sitting up straight and crossing his legs, cock still on display.
“for gods sake, stop eye fucking me and get over here”
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sunkeji · 10 months
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He's so delusional that he starts thinking about what you'd say about the outfit he's wearing today. He's a bit more dressed up today, not for any special reason other than trying to stand out to you today. He knows around this time you'll be passing by this area to head to your next class, so he heads there too. The two of you pass each other, and at first he's dejected that there's no reaction. But from his peripheral vision, he sees that you have turned around to look at him. He us elated, he is screaming and reminding himself that he has an image to uphold for you. So he silences his happy but very panicky thoughts and continues walking like normal. Later at home, when he's lying on his bed, he has his feet kicking and giggling while recounting the way you looked at him.
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alottieluv · 1 year
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mdni. not explicit nsfw but implications.
izuku who gets flustered when you walk in on him taking a piss in the bathroom, despite you having seen his dick countless times.
he’ll be mid-piss, his hero suit loose on his figure without being fully zipped and his freckled shoulders jumping when the door bursts open by you who walks in oh, so casually to finish your morning routine. he almost barked out a laugh when you had the audacity to ask, “honey, why’d you close the door?”
slowly turning away from the mirror over the sink, you look at him with a hint of a smirk in the small smile you give him. “you know there’s nothing neither of us haven’t seen.” you leave him in the bathroom, not even bothering to close the door as you move onto the next part of your routine.
if he wasn’t blushing before, the redness in his cheeks that reach up to the tip of his ears now leave no room for doubt. oh, the things you do to him.
and now he’s hard.
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jello-chennie · 6 months
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✧ Izuku, as quiet, bashful, and nerdy as he is, is a total closet perv.
✧ genre/tw smut ⚠︎
✧ w/c 569
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When the almost unbelievably pretty foreign transfer student makes an entrance on her first day in 1A, Izuku’s stomach was set afire by the downy wings of butterflies running amok inside him.  But when you turn around to write your name on the board at Aizawa’s behest, Izuku can’t help himself when his eyes start to wonder across the shape of you—when you turn back around, Midoriya is almost hypnotised by your pretty eyes and charmingly kind smile, and those butterflies quickly turn into extra blood that sit heavy in his balls. 
Midoriya isn’t able to get up to join his friends at the lunch table that day.
He thought he already had it bad before, but discovered new parts of himself after your arrival.  
Izuku who desperately tries to eavesdrop on conversations you have with the many people who hurry to try to introduce themselves to you, totally not in an effort to overhear you giving out your instagram handle.  And Izuku definitely didn’t blow through an entire box of tissues in the one night alone.  And of course he wasn’t dying of shame while having a conversation with his mother on the phone about the sudden wave of bulk pack tissue box purchases on their Amazon account.  It’s totally just a cold he caught.
He almost feels a little pathetic at the fact that there are only sweet and appropriate photos on your social media pages, but that’s more than enough for him—for a short while.  The more time he spent around you in class, the more he craved you.  He eventually found himself on some very specific porn sites in an effort to find an actress that even remotely resembled you.  That seemed to make the issue worse, as he then started to have some very vivid dreams of you with little left to the imagination, thanks to his helpful visual aids.
He tells his friends that he’s just been adding in extra workouts in the morning when they ask why he does his laundry so frequently these days.
And when the two of you become partners for a training course one day, Midoriya is enthralled by your personality and your quirk.  He immediately starts analysing it all, but quickly needs to run to the onsite restroom when he starts trying to estimate the size of your tits. In the small port-a-potty, he imagines himself taking the measurements with his palms.  Once he finishes and takes a moment to breathe, he cringes as he thinks in retrospect of himself from a few moments earlier:  Izuku had one hand held in the air, palming around nothing, as he fucked into the other one. This time he really thinks himself pathetic.
When you become closer as friends, beginning to spend time casually together in each other’s bedrooms, he smiles innocently in your face, while a stolen pair of panties sit snug in his pocket.  He also pretends to be deeply invested in his economics textbook when he overhears you complaining about constantly needing to go underwear shopping a few months later.
Eventually, you fall for his boyish charms, and the two of you begin to spend time together as a couple.  And in the most unsmooth way possible, he acts shocked and pretends to know nothing when you find a familiar long lost pair of pink panties hidden amongst his things.
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kinq-sleazee · 11 months
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this is more of a prolonged thought than a cohesive fic but I hope you enjoy
baby daddy deku?
18+ MDNI
god … imagine it being some random hook up ? a friend of mina’s that showed up at one of her pool parties.
and you looked so pretty in that sundress— all soft and smooth. thin fabric nestled perfectly against your curves. and fuck when he watched you pull it off, revealing the tiniest little bikini… he knew it was a wrap.
deku fucked you hard that afternoon. mina’s bathroom— butt naked with the lights on.
he had you bent over the counter with one hand covering your mouth and the other gripping your wrists behind your back. thick cock pounded your poor cunny that was already swollen and puffy from his extremely thorough prep.
deku was so whiny in your pussy. begging you to ‘take that dick, please’ and praising you for “squeezin’ (him) so perfect”.
each thrust was like having the wind knocked out of your lungs. it felt like he was nestled in your rib cage. all you could do is scream and cream on his cock while he wrecked you.
and that was that.
he filled your little pussy then licked you clean . a particularly nasty kiss was exchange fill with cum , spit and your own arousal.
the two of you exchanged numbers but of course he didn’t call. you didn’t expect him too. he’s a busy guy. a rising pro hero with a growing agency. you had no intention of making this situation more than what it was, that is until you realized your period was late.
now you had no intention of telling him. you didn’t want to tell anyone. you locked yourself in your apartment to embarrassed to venture. you probably would’ve gave birth in there had it not been for mina beating your door down to make sure that you were still alive.
she scolded you for trying to do this alone. reassuring that she would be there for you regardless. encouraging you to be brave in your new journey. and getting really excited to be an aunt.
she even helped tell deku when you were ready— which was about the beginning of the second trimester. she marched the two of you right past his secretary and into his office.
he was a bit startled at the sudden intrusion.
“ashido— oh”
seeing you was a surprise. he wanted to contact you after the … fling but time got away from him. if he wasn’t doing hero work , he was making appearances. if he wasn’t making appearances, he was sleeping. surely, you wouldn’t hold it against him ?
but then he noticed you cradling your stomach that looked slightly rounder than the last time he saw you.
his brain short circuited but only for a second. after a few deep breaths and a sip of water then he’s at your feet profusely apologizing and promising to be there every step of the way in some way shape or form.
deku makes good on that promise. he will never let you go to an appointment alone. if he can’t be there personally he’ll enlist the help of mina, and kacchan on occasion. the appointments with bakugo are always pretty fun because he tried to censor his speech for the baby.
“i don’t need that daaarn nerd on my case if his brat comes out cursing !”
deku gets so excited and invested in this baby that it’s bleeding in every aspect of his life. literally lost it when he found out that he’d be having a baby girl. he has to catch himself during interviews to keep himself from spilling too much tea about the “brand new girl” in his life.
things are great with you too ! it was easy for him to develop a friendship with you. heck you’re the mother of his child and you’ve already touched privates so is awkward small talk really necessary?
he’s rock solid. a shoulder you can cry on when things get to tough. deku will always be there to help you carry the burden. he spend the majority of the final trimester in your apartment helping out wherever he could.
and when the baby finally came— ahh! cue the water works. between him and his mother, they nearly had to evacuate the maternity ward for fear of flooding. he couldn’t help it. every time he looked at that little bundle he couldn’t help but be in awe and then he’d look at you and feel even more love because you’re the one that gave it to him.
six month in your baby girl is sitting up and babbling. rolling in her crib wearing an all might onesie and dynamight booties. she’s your twin— save for the curly green space buns and sparkling emerald eyes. easily the cutest baby in the world.
deku just wants to hold her all day. all of his spare time is spent with her. he’s barely even using his apartment at this point only going once a week to get more clothes. most of the time he’ll crash out on the floor next to the baby’s crib or on the couch with her on his tummy.
he’s just so comfortable here. a little too comfortable some might suggest.
he can’t help but bristle at the inquiries about your relationship. eye twitching when kaminari jokes about you being back on the market.
he has no reason to be upset. you’re a beautiful woman and of course there’s the potential for interested suitors but it just doesn’t sit right with him. it nags on him all day. well past the end of his shift. well past when his daughter has fallen asleep. well past when you’ve handed him his blanket and said goodnight.
he just can’t shake the sick feeling in his stomach whenever he thinks of you in another man’s arms.
so he goes to your door and allmight help him when he hears soft whimpers of his name.
“izuku~”
“right there, izu”
“s’good. so good”
and if that’s not a sign then he doesn’t know what is.
you’re embarrassed when he opens the door. cheeks hot and ears burning at his lewd gaze. he gives you no time to explain it away— kissing you passionately while tearing off the remainder of his clothes.
he doesn’t fuck you hard like he did the first time. he fucks you slow. painfully slow. he wants to learn your body. he needs to feel you. and there’s no need to rush. the two of you have all the time in the world.
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uravitypng · 1 year
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izuku with his hands in your hair, face fucking you. you're gagging and choking on his cock all while he's rambling and infodumping to you about all might, neither of you can even hear the noises you're making over him talking and he occasionally lifts you off his cock so you'll answer his question or agree with him before he shoves you back down.
"yeah baby, i didn't think you would know that, it's so interesting. he's so cool isn't he?" "yeah 'zuku." as soon as you finish getting his name out he pulls you back down. "mmh, that's right baby, good girl. anyway he also-"
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iiraven · 5 months
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When Izuku lines his cock with your dripping cunt, he pauses. 
The two of you have spend over an hour with foreplay alone; him going down on you and then fucking you with his fingers before plunging his tongue back inside of your pussy again and again and again. You’ve lost count of how many times he’s made you cum, and your entire body feels almost numb safe for your aching cunt, left waiting for his thick cock. 
He watches as you clench around nothing, hips still stuttering and Izuku is not sure if that’s from your previous orgasm or if it’s an unconscious desire to have him inside of him. Regardless, he’s so mesmerised by you, your body, your wet cunt, your swollen clit that he doesn’t even notice the way he gently strokes your thighs as he stares.
“Izuku?” you look up at his face, his cheeks flushed and mouth slightly agape as if he’s never seen your naked before. 
But Izuku doesn’t look up at your face when he gently mumbles “’m sorry” before suddenly lifting your hips of the bed and putting his face back between your thighs.
You gasp at the sudden feeling “Izuku!” but can’t say anything more as he eats you out like a starved man, licking and sucking, letting the mess of your fluids drip down his chin. 
He only pulls back slightly to plunge two digits inside of you, curing them slightly as he’s done so many times before. You shake beneath him, eyes watering “I c-can’t, ‘s too much, I can’t cum again!” 
But your boyfriend leans back and kisses your thigh “yes you can, pretty girl. Look how well your pussy is taking my fingers” he speeds up his pace, the sounds of your juices just as obscene as the sight before him. “You wanna be my good girl don’t you? Cum all over my fingers? I just want to watch your pussy cum for me, you can do that, can’t you? You can do that for me?”
And of course you can, you can never say no to Izuku. 
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tteokdoroki · 1 year
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🦭—SIGHS deku being so heavy that when u squirt he can't be pushed out so he just sinks deeper with soft grumbles ): massages his hips into yours as u knead at the mattress )): I JUST THINK HES NEAT,,
i’m howling actually. he is so neat!!!! mdni.
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“d-deku!” you’re gasping, high pitched and whiney with your lungs desperate for breath. they expand wide between your rib cage and the mattress your boyfriend has you pressed into— all of his weight, heavy over you and his chest sticky against your back. “‘m gonna…gonna— oh fuck, baby! gonna make me cum.”
deku laughs, his warm breath tingling gently against the shell of your ear— contrasting with the force behind each of his calculated thrusts, slender hips lunging forward to push his fat cock deeper along your soaked squishy walls, “uhuh, you close, angel? can tell with how your greedy little pussy clenches around me,” as if in queue, his seedy, blistering tip nudges new pleasure spots along the ridges of your insides— making you seize up and ripple around the stretch of izuku’s girth. he chokes on a moan that sends dopamine crackling across your brain, licks predatory stripe from your neck to just behind your ear and curses when you cry out his name again. “keep that ass up for me, throw it back on me a little bit, baby. just so i can fuck you better.”
you do your best to lift your hips from underneath deku, shuddering at how his luscious green hair tickles your shoulders from behind and he quickly slips a pillow under your bruised hips to keep you arched how he wants. the new angle has your cunt squelching with lewd suction noises every time izuku pushes into you, and his rough fingers slip between your mess of sweaty and arousal stained limbs to fumble with your swollen clit as blood rushes to it. you barely have any room to breathe between the way deku fucks you and the way he touches you— treading on the thin line of euphoria and losing your sanity.
“be a good girl, be my pretty little girl and cum f’me,” he slurs against your skin, practically drooling as his heavy length hits deep and churns up your insides— cockhead never letting up on your abused g-spot. “that’s it, make a mess for me. god, fuck.”
“i can’t, can’t. i-izu-!” clawing at the sheets, your tiny mewls become louder, heftier and fill the room with their song combined with the wet slaps of skin on skin and bed creaking beneath the weight of sex. you let your head fall back against deku’s freckled shoulder, mouth hanging wide open when your orgasm washes over you in a wave that threatens to drown you. the knot in your stomach unravels way too quickly, and you gush clear streams of your arousal straight from your mound.
“fuck, you’re squirting,” deku sounds elated, drawing wide and fast circles on your clit, never letting up with his thrusts no matter how much you squirt because he’s just so thick, so heavy that all his cock does is plug you full. “that’s it baby, lemme see you fall apart on me. uhhuh, you like that?” cooing condescendingly, he only slips deeper inside the heat of your puffy pussy as clear streams of arousal bathe his cock, your entrance clinging to every vein on his shaft.
he leaves you a drooling twitching mess against the crushed sheets, pressing his hips flat against your ass to grind into you in slow circles. “wan’ you to cum baby, please izuku. cum inside me, please.” you beg, hiccuping and twisting the duvet between your shaky fingers. you squeal as deku picks up the pace, your arousal splashing against his tummy and pelvis, fat drops of it running down the insides of your thighs.
“take it baby, all of it,” the last spurt of his energy is used to fuck you until he creams your cunt, filling you up with his thick seed and grinding in you until he’s sure it takes. the pro hero collapses onto you, kisses pressed across your back before he leans up to whisper.
“let’s try that again, shall we? have you squirt while my cock’s deep, deep inside you, huh angel?”
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moominsuki · 11 months
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initiating sex with izuku is super easy because all you need to do is sit on his lap, kiss at his freckled cheeks, compliment him while playing with the dark curls resting at the nape of his head and it’s not long before he’s folding you in half. he can’t help that you being so sweet to him makes his dick hard.
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DILF dad bod Izuku, let’s get into it for real 😩 idk it’s just something about keeping my man ~well fed~ and happy that makes my puthy throb
A/N: Remember readers that the Cheating DILF izuku is an alternate universe and DOES NOT APPLY anywhere else that isn't the mini series.
Warning: Big DILF Izuku, we got a big hungry man on our hands
Ohhhhh you and I?? We would be feral together.
Cause Dilf Izuku is a big man and Lord knows he has had his share of one too many dumplings but who can blame him. He feels like he's won the lottery every time he just steps into his house.
Izuku takes a deep breath and he just knows he is home. The smell of bubbling warm stew fills the air and already he's groaning cause he knows that you know just what he needs after a long day at work and on patrol.
He'd follow his nose which is directly linked to his stomach and he'd find you in all your glory there in your apron while humming to tunes while the kids finished up on homework. Izuku wraps his large arms around your body, kissing your neck, muttering a greeting in your ear as he looks down to what you're cooking. Being so close to the source practically has him salivating. He's so hungry.
But not just for food.
He keeps you pressed nice and tight to his front, close enough that your ass that fills up those mom jeans just right can feel his chubby cock that's just aching and waiting to get inside you, just like how he's aching and waiting to eat that stew.
You've got to giggle and pat his right pec. "Go change and dinner will be good as ready." With that you chase him off, making him grumble but he knows better than to complain. if he wants to eat good, he'll respect the woman who runs the house and that is you.
Poor Izuku, gets changed out of his hero costume but he's at that ultimate dad stage where all his shirts seem to be a bit too tight nowadays. But he isn't too worried since you always tell him that he's perfect just the way he is.
Now don't get him wrong, Izuku is fit. He's a hero after all, and being fit is a necessity for the job. But the extra pounds are for shock insulation... obviously.
Now that he's down, and seated at the head of the table, dinner is served. A steaming hot plate just for him. Its big enough to feed an army, but your husband always asks for seconds. He can't help it. Not when your food tastes like God touched it Himself.
After saying grace, all it takes is one spoon and you've got that man groaning with his eyes rolled back. He feels ready enough to pass away. He could die happy now. He eats like a man starved but savours every bite because its something his loving wife crafted.
And you can't help but sit there with your legs crossed with a satisfied smile on your face. Your big man praised you continuously, so damn grateful like he's never eaten before in his life. And as much as you knew it was probably your fault he gained the extra pounds, you couldn't feel guilty.
Not when you knew he was going to fuck you like a man starved just an hour later.
-Glitch1d
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MHA — ACCIDENTALLY LANDING ON TOP OF THEM
content: you’re in training when one thing leads to the other and you land on top of them.
pairing: bakugo! deku! x gn!reader
contains: no warnings!
notes: these are fun to make but at the same time I wonder why the hell did I write this. I’m posting it bc I put my sweat and tears into it while editing it. </3
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midoriya: it was Saturday night, and izuku was waiting for you at the arena. it's only been a few weeks since his incident with the new quirk black whip, and Izuku has been practicing with everyone looking for a way to master it. with your quirk being teleportation, you were constantly in the training room with him, jumping around the room while he tried to capture you with the unusual whip, unsuccessfully. when you arrived at the training room, all might was the first to greet you with a big smile
"hello, young Y/N." you returned his greeting with a wave. you then headed to midoriya, who rambled to bakugo, while the blonde looked like he did not want to be there. you laughed at the blonde's expression and that caught midoriya's attention. he turned around with an excited expression, completely forgetting about his friend.
“Y/N! i’m so glad you could make it.” he stood before you, smiling ear to ear. “thank you for inviting me.” you smiled “ready to get your ass kicked again?” you said as you stuck your tongue out. the green-haired male closed his fist and smiled at you, determined to win the game you created for this training. “i won’t lose this time; I can promise you that.” he stepped back, leading you to where the practice was going to take place.
the session began, and you teleported around the arena avoiding midoriya’s black whip. he hasn’t captured you yet, which meant you were winning. it wasn’t until you teleported to the top of the mountain that you froze because midoriya was nowhere to be seen. you didn’t know what to do next since he could be hiding, and could catch you off guard, so you stayed up there, observing the ground below. suddenly you felt something on your ankle. you widen your eyes, and in a flash, you were pulled to the ground. maybe midoriya didn’t think much of how you’ll land once he pulled you because next thing you know, you land on top of him. he’s on the ground groaning in pain and slowly opening his eyes while you’re staring down at him, heat arising on your cheeks. you both were too stunned to speak, so no one moved or lifted a finger.
“Oh COME ON! GET A ROOM YOU LOSERS!” the horsed voice boomed the arena causing you to jump and stand in a second. midoriya did the same, using his one for all to stand as quickly as he could. “you kept your promise, you won” you mumbled. “y-yeah” you two were left blushing like idiots while bakugo yelled at you in the background, and all might spoke about young love. “same time tomorrow?” he asked, avoiding your eyes. “yeah, sure” you did the same.
later — “young midoriya, do you like Y/N?” all might asked a few days later. the freckled boy’s face grew red in a matter of seconds at his teacher’s words. “i-i uh-u-uh” the boy practically glitched. bakugo was sitting next to him laughing at how pathetic midoriya looked trying to form words. “he sure does, look at him, HAHA, WHAT A LOSER!!”
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bakugo: class one-a was all huddled up at the arena, all paired with a partner to work on some of the skills aizawa thought they needed to reinforce. Luckily for you, you are paired with Bakugo since aizawa thought it was a good idea for you to help the blonde with his close combat skills. there was only one problem, and it was bakugo not wanting to be trained by you. the person he likes.
“Come on bakugo! Stop wasting my time.” you groan, trying to get him worked up so you can finally start to train. “Are you too scared to hit me?” you said in a mimicking voice while pushing your lips forward and placing your hand on your hips.
He made his usual 'tsk' sound and walked towards you “You are weak, I’ll crush you in seconds.” He stood 2 feet away from you, his angry eyes burning into yours. “Sure, whatever helps your ego.” you patted his chest only to get your hand pushed away.
You sighed and crossed your arms “let’s just get this over with okay?” you rolled your eyes before he mumbled a low "sure" and position himself. “Don’t hold back on me katsuki.” you grin. you gave a countdown, and the two of you began to fight each other. you were quick to dodge the first punches he threw, but with a miss-step, you began to receive them.
After kicking his legs and torso to throw him off his balance and pin him down, he was still standing “Is that all you got?” he smirked. “Nope, I just thought you’ll be bad…like super bad, but Aizawa must have lied to me.” you cracked your neck and went to attack, but he somehow stopped you and pinned you down on the floor.
“Never underestimate me, loser.” he spits. He was ready to stand up victoriously when you grabbed his torso with your legs, punched him in the face, and pushed him to the side. You were on top of him.
“Psssh, it should be the other way around.” you smiled, flicking his forehead. The blonde was too stunned to say anything. he didn’t underestimate you he was just surprised by how strong you’ve gotten, and he loved that.
“Are you blushing?" you question, looking at his red cheeks. Bakugo widen his eyes and pushed you off of him. “Why the hell would I be blush?!” he yelled and avoided looking at you. You laughed behind him. “You’re so cute.” he left the scene irritated. Inside his head, he was replaying the moment he lived seconds ago over and over again.
later — “dude Y/N totally beat your ass.” denki teased “oh! Don’t forget about how red he was when they were on his lap!” sero joined denki in his pit of laughter. “I’m going to KILL YOU TWO.” oh uh.
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roaron · 1 year
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Okay, but what if THEY walk on you mastubating??
- OMG I was planning to do this and you just reminded me, thank you very much stranger for feeding into my delusions. i deadass can’t believe that this is how I spend my time. ENJOY (´∀`=)
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MHA boys catching you masturbating
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authors note - I tried to make this as gender neutral as I could so that everyone could read this without feeling left out and shit. hope I did y’all justice one again. ENJOY ! ALSO, thank you all for the submissions and request, im already working on like 10 !! they’ll be out really soon trust me :))
characters - (izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki)
warnings - nsfw obviously
minors im onto y’all, either be sneaky or pick your ass up and get out this class yfm ☆
ENJOY (´∀`=)
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Izuku Midoriya
- as perfect as your boyfriend izuku was, he was a very busy man. crime didn’t fight itself and as the number 1 hero, he had a duty to protect. so after a tiring day of saving people, izuku comes home in hopes that you could both cuddle and he’d fall asleep in your arms.
- he makes his way to the bedroom and that’s when he begins to hear soft moans coming from inside the room. soft moans of HIS name.
- he quietly opens the door and the sight before him almost makes him drop to his knees. on your shared bed lies you with your legs wide open, a hand delving in and out of your hole, and another hand playing with your perky nipple as your head is flung back in satisfaction.
- the view in front of him, added to the pornographic sounds you were making drove him over the edge as he feels his pants tighten. he bites his bottom lip and his lids hang low over his eyes as he approaches you and sits at the corner of the bed, still going unnoticed.
- subconsciously he reaches a hand out towards you and strokes your leg, making you jump.
“I-IZUKU ?? OH MY GOODNESS !”
- you hastily attempt to grab a pillow to cover yourself but your boyfriend stops you right in your tracks, moving to tower over your naked form and pin your wrists down onto the bed.
“no no no, please don’t y/n. i really want to see.”
- he then let’s go of your wrists and moves away from you, sitting cross legged on the bed in front of you, staring at you intently before reaching a hand into his pants and resting it there.
- it takes you a moment before realising he’s waiting for you, only then do you continue touching yourself and that’s when you notice how he begins touching himself too.
Katsuki Bakugo
- it was starting to get lonely around the house, and it was only the second day that your boyfriend bakugo had left for his 2 week hero trip. you sulked for the entire day, missing his presence, the way he holds you, the way he kisses you. the way he touches you.
- just the thought of him touching you brings heat to your face. you rush to your shared room and begin to take off your clothes. first your robe, then your panties. a pretty pink one that bakugo had gotten you.
- you lie back on your shared bed and begin to work on the problem between you legs, stuffing yourself with your fingers and crying out your boyfriends name, pretending it was him fucking you.
- unknown to you, your boyfriend had just arrived home to tell you the trip was cancelled and that his friend izuku had taken care of it, knowing how bakugo doesn’t like being away from you.
- but as he walked through the door, the first thing that greets him is a loud moan of his own name. bakugo stands frozen and confused as to what was going on. he calls for you but there’s no response so his first instinct is to head towards the bedroom.
- he swings the bedroom door open and that’s when he sees you.
“oh my fucking god.”
- you immediately notice his voice and let out a cry, grabbing a pillow and covering yourself in complete and total embarrassment.
“k-katsuki, I didn’t know you were home..”
- you couldn’t believe what had just happened but when you looked up at your boyfriends face, you noticed him reaching down to pick up the pink panties you’d discarded on the floor. you shriek as he then makes his way over to you and stares deep into your eyes.
“really y/n. you couldn’t fucking wait.”
- you look away, unable to maintain eye contact but bakugo just grabs your face and snaps it so that you are forced to look at him. he looks from your eyes to your lips before pushing his mouth against yours, tearing the pillow you’d been holding away from you and replacing your hands between your legs with his own. hastily pumping his fingers inside of you, while swallowing all of your moans within the kiss.
“as much as I love you y/n, you really are a whore.”
Shoto Todoroki
- shoto had only left about an hour ago to go and spend the day with his family, trying to rekindle the bond between him and his father was no easy task, but he’d faced harder ones. being the number three hero and all. you were the one who convinced him to go and yet now you need him more than anything.
- you didn’t want to tell him how horny you were before he left, because you knew that he wouldn’t want to go with his family and would instead prefer to stay home and fuck you.
- you sigh to yourself and make your way to the bedroom you both share, preparing to spend your time touching yourself instead of having your gorgeous boyfriend have his way with you.
- now naked with you back against the headboard of the bed and with your hand buried between your thighs, you let out soft moans of shotos name, craving his love and his touch, you wished that he was here with you, praising you and kissing away your flaws.
- completely lost in your own pleasure, you fail to realise that shoto had returned home in search of you after having an argument with his father. you also failed to realise that he was in fact stood tall in the doorframe, staring at your shaking figure. his eyes staring at the wet mess between your legs and your needy fingers.
“y/n, my love.”
- you jump back to reality and notice your boyfriend standing in front of you, his head tilted upwards with his eyes staring downwards at you, almost in a degrading way. it only made you want him more.
“shoto, please come here.”
- not a second goes by before shoto is in front of you, kneeled on the bed awaiting your commands. he could switch between dominant and submissive so quickly, it’s one of the many things about him that drove you crazy.
- you shyly gestured to the space between your legs, and with that, shoto dipped his head down and put his mouth to work.
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sunkeji · 1 year
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The way he avoids you like the plague in school makes you misunderstand and think that maybe he hates you but really it's the total opposite.
The truth is, he's completely enamoured with you. He can't help it. You're so loveable and such a sweetheart that he found himself having a crush on you rather quickly.
And his crush for you quickly blossoms into something more. Any interaction between the two of you has his heart pounding in his chest.
You may find these interactions insignificant, but for him, he can't stop thinking about it throughout the day.
He initially thought this feeling for you would surely pass after a while but he was sorely mistaken. His love for you only grew each day.
And if by chance someone asked why he liked you, he wouldn't know what to answer. Over time, your presence grew in his life.
He takes little glimpses of you in between classes, he can't help but notice on days when you're sleepy you're cuter than usual.
When your head's about to slam onto the table, you catch yourself just in time and try to act casual. He's siting a few seats behind, letting out a snicker from what he just saw.
He really can't explain why he likes you, he just does. He wholeheartedly prays that one day the two of you will get a chance to be friends and then when you reciprocate his feelings, maybe this friendship can turn into something much more.
— Tendou, Kuroo, Daichi, Tsukishima, Kyotani, Suna, Iwaizumi, Toge, Geto, Gojo, Megumi, Kirishima, Shinso, Bakugo, Midoriya
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ectologia · 1 month
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♱ ˖ ࣪࿐ 𝒯𝐻𝐼𝒩𝒦𝐼𝒩𝒢 𝒜𝐵𝒪𝒰𝒯 . . .
𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉 ؛ just sleepy emotional boys, embarrassing sex scene
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𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 . . .
Big, powerful, stoic men who come home so tired and exhausted that they just can’t...
His hair is mussed, his eyes heavy lidded with dull purple rings encircling them, shadowing his features gravely when he looks up at you with sunken brows.
He has to bow to enter without hitting his head on the door frame, climbing into your home like a giant intruding on an ant’s nest. His arms barely extend into the air, more a subtle twitch of his fore fingers beckoning you to him, silently asking, begging for a hug. Or at least some type of affection.
You poise yourself on your toes, slinging your arms up and around his shoulders while he arches into you with the likeness of a withered old willow tree.
No words are exchanged as he picks you up by your rear, propping you on his hip like one would a child. You assume he wants you in bed, so you cling to him. Interlocking yourself around his body with your ankles hooked at the base of his spine.
To your confusion, the inevitable groan and creak of the staircase never comes, only a grunt of frustration, and the clang of a belt buckle that has your ears perking.
You’re pinned to the nearest wall within an instance, yelping as picture frames jounce and ornaments shudder. He wastes no time in pulling your underwear to the side, wanting to be as close as possible as he bathes the warm, velvety tip of his dick in your slick, rolling it’s throbbing warmth around in your own with a broken whimper.
He has no desire to stretch you open and spear himself inside you today, perfectly content with rocking back and forth lazily with weak thrusts and humps, forehead and hands plastered against the wall behind you with laboured breaths leaving moist patches against your shoulder and neck.
Neither of you are moving, left with your legs dangling limply as he pushes himself up and down against the delicate softness of your little pink slit.
You brace yourself on his shoulders, hanging off of him like dead weight as his hips move with the weakest of pulses, barely thrusting with the bob of his ankles and tense of his ass assisting him.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” He chants like a prayer through grit teeth, voice breaking and shattering as though he was on the verge of tears, teetering on the edge and torn between cumming and crying, croaking out tiny pleas as droplets bubble along his lash line and sink to where his throat closes up.
His knees almost unravel from their locked position and give way when you shush him, stroking up his nape and carding through the thick locks layered with sweat, cooing at him sweetly that he doesn’t have to finish tonight, and neither do you.
He collapses at that, crouching down on the floor and taking you with him. He must look so silly, sobbing and sniffling into your hair, hunched with his boxers around his ankles and his manhood swinging between his knees half hard. No less with you crumpled beneath him, twitching muff puffed out bare with your legs tangled over his thighs like a contortionist, waiting patiently for his tears to subside.
“Tomorrow”, he promises. Tomorrow he’ll be better. Tomorrow he’ll fuck you till’ you cripple, he’ll eat your pussy and he’ll finger you till’ you squirt then he’ll do it all again for you, he promises. He’s sorry.
But he knows he shouldn’t be, by the way you shake your head light heartedly and smile. You let him cry as long as he wants, bringing himself to his knees and cuddling your chest as though he wasn’t twice your size and height, squashing your partially nude form into the floor until he’s all tuckered out and sleepy beyond comprehension.
You’d carry him to bed if you could, wanting to repay him for all the times he’d done so for you. But instead, you just stay. Moulding and bending into whatever position he demands of you as he rests his weary head against your stomach, snivelling until two blinks become one, and one blink becomes zero.
𝓉𝑜𝓂𝓊𝓇𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓀𝒾, 𝓀𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓀𝒾 𝒷𝒶𝓀𝓊𝑔𝑜𝓊, 𝒹𝒶𝒷𝒾, 𝓀𝑒𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒶𝓂𝒾, 𝒾𝓏𝓊𝓀𝓊 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓎𝒶, 𝑒𝒾𝒿𝒾𝓇𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒶 + 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 !
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bnha: casually saying, “thank you, daddy.”
mdni 18+ content. aged up characters. you can thank @heartofjasmina for inspiring this one with their latest yagi hc. pls check them out ok thx. tw: pregnancy mention.
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yagi blushes so hard it’s almost criminal. and it’s so adorable. he’s sputtering, at a loss for words, thinking he had to have misheard you. “w-what’s that, darling?” you say it again, looking him straight in the eye and he can’t take it, but fuck does he want to hear you say that for the rest of his life.
shota stops what he’s doing. “i’m sorry?” you repeat yourself. it’s not long before you’re against the kitchen counter with him behind you, his lips kissing and grazing your neck while he fucks you hard. “that’s it, babygirl. say it again.”
hizashi doesn’t really bat an eye, but he does enjoy it. sees daddy as a term of endearment. definitely would not mind hearing it more often. “aww, you got it sweet stuff!”
katsuki reels for a moment. “the fuck you just say?” he’s freaking out and melting inside, trying to act very normal about it but you can tell he’s not. you say it again with the sweetest smile and doe eyes and he’s lost it. his eyes fill with lust, and soon enough he’s pounding you. “thank you is fucking right, baby. you thank me when i fuck you.”
eijiro is unexpectedly turned on by it. his heart skips. “huh?” you repeat what you said. he gets warm from the inside out, says, “you’re welcome, baby.” comes up later while you’re having sex and he says, “i… want you to thank me. thank me like you did this morning.” he’s sweet and tentative about it, but when you do, he’s absolutely melting inside and fucking you like a needy puppy aching for more affection. lowkey thinks about you pregnant and how cute you’d be.
izuku immediately wants to marry you and ask you to have his children, but doesn’t say it. he’s blushing, thinking of how sexy you’d look barefoot and swollen because of him. he also wants to hear you say it again because you sound so sweet and it turns him on like crazy. fucks you harder when you’re in bed together.
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