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Day 1: Succubus Reader x Virgin College Shigaraki

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Title: First Time?

Summary: Getting Summoned to a messy college dorm wasn't your idea of a good time, but the greasy haired boy that was sleeping before you seemed interesting..

Cw: sleep paralysis/ semi somno

Word Count: 767

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When you first got summoned to a messy college dorm room you rolled your eyes and looked around for who might have summoned you. It was no surprise when you saw a greasy, sleep- deprived college student sleeping roughly in his small bed.

You weren’t impressed. The “shrine,” he had made for you was low effort, but you gave him brownie points for at least trying. 

You sat at the foot of his bed and watched him writhe around as a nightmare played out in his head. You touched his leg to provide some comfort and were immediately met with an abundant flow of testosterone wafting through the air. This made you chuckle. A light touch to his thigh gets him this riled up? You assumed he was a virgin, given that kind of reaction. 

“What a cute thing you are~” you whispered into his ear before disappearing.

Tomura woke up in a panic, scanning his room back and forth. He smelt a scent of sweet flowers covered in lust. Did it work? Tomura was beaming with happiness before his head hit the pillow that took him back to sleep. 

The next night wasn’t much different. You had been summoned back to the same dorm room and saw the same blue- haired boy rustling around in his sheets. Tonight you wanted to take it a step further. 

It was obvious he was having troubles- why else would he summon a succubus; a legend most people don’t even believe in. You pitied him, really. 

Pulling his sheets back, you were again met with a strong smell of testosterone. Tonight, you gently fragged your fingers up and down his body, teasing the boy a bit, enjoying the desperate reaction his unconscious body was giving you. It made you wonder what kind of dream he was having tonight. 

You wanted to have some fun, so you put his body into a state of sleep paralysis. Tomura’s eyes opened wide and he saw you sitting right beside him. He had so many questions. “Was he still dreaming?”  “Did the summoning spell actually work?” So many questions raced through his mind.

“Yes, Tomura, this is real,” you giggled. Your hand stopped on his hip, teasing him. You were so close, yet so far. 

Tomura was screaming in his head, pleading for you to just touch him.

“Maybe tomorrow night, Tomura.” You stand and place a kiss on his cheek before disappearing into thin air. The moment you left, that same drowsiness came over him, drifting him back to sleep. 

The third night, Tomura had cleaned up his room and even improved the shrine for you. He must have lit a nice candle, since the room smelt of lavender and roses. 

Tonight you took no time in drawing his sheets back and roaming his body. While you couldn’t enter his dream, you were sure he’d have a good one tonight. You were met with his hard cock after some light teasing, and of course you would give him what he wanted. 

Pulling his pants to reveal his length, you wrapped your fingers around it and began jerking him off. Tomura’s hips bucked up into your fist, earning a chuckle from you. “Relax, Tomura, I’m not going anywhere tonight..” You promised him. Your other hand tucked his wavy blue hair behind his ear and caressed his cheek. He was panting heavily, his cock throbbing in your hand, begging you to do more. 

Since you’d be here all night as per the ritual, you decided to have some fun with him. Hovering over Tomura, you drop your head and spit onto his tip, your lips soon following after. He tasted salty and it made you tingle. The desire to take him overwhelmed you as you swallowed his cock down your throat, earning a desperate whimper from him. Your nails dug into his thighs, so much so they drew blood, which only excited you more. 

Nobody ever said summoning a succubus was safe. Tomura is tossing and turning in the bed, trying to force himself awake. No matter how hard he tried, he would remain asleep. That’s how the third night worked. It shouldn’t matter to him; he’s still feeling every touch you make and is loving every second of it. 

“Don’t think I can’t feel that, Tomura. I know when you’re about to cum~” you chuckle. His body shivers, as you fist him to completion, watching cum drip down your hand and onto his sheets. “How cute… Tomura finally came, good boy,” you teased, “but don’t think this is over, because I’m not going anywhere.”

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Day 8: Frankenstein Dabi

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Title: The Monster You Created

Summary: After all your hard work, hours in the lab finally paid off. You finally had recreated life! A real life person, all to yourself? This could be fun..

Cw: mentions of blood

Word Count: 1k

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All your hard work has finally paid off. You spent months researching and creating different formulas to clone and create life. Everyone thought you were crazy, that you would never accomplish it. But you proved them all wrong. 

“Awaken!” You yelled as you pulled the lever. The lights in your laboratory flickered as electricity flowed through the chair your subject was in. Jolts surged through the body and started the heart up, and your monitor showed a steady heartbeat and faint breath. You gasped, a tear shedding from your eye due to happiness. Your subject's eyes flickered open and looked around the room. 

“Hello?” you asked.

In a cracked voice, your subject replies, “who are you?”

“I’m your creator, Y/N. Do you know your name?”

“D-Dabi..” he said, almost confused as he said his name out loud. 

“Yes! Yes, your name is Dabi!” You laughed, the memory transformation seemed to work. 

Before you locked yourself away and started this project, you previously worked for the league of villains as one of their doctors. One day when they were out fighting the biggest heroes in Japan, Dabi got gravely injured and was rendered unconscious. When Shigaraki asked you to help, there wasn’t much you could do since he was pronounced dead upon arrival. He said he would pay a large amount if you were able to make Dabi come back to life, so you took on the project. Months later, Dabi was finally reborn, but you added some improvements to this once horrid individual. 

“Do you remember what happened to you?”

“I was.. I was with a group of people and…” Dabi trailed off, not being able to pinpoint what happened. 

“It’s alright, it’s only natural you’d forget, especially after something so horrible..” you sighed, “we were out one night, and when I went off without you, some thugs attacked me.. But thankfully you came to my rescue and dealt with them. That is, until one of them hit you over the head with a crowbar and knocked you out.. But they didn’t stop, I was so scared for you,” you start to tear up.

“Don’t think about it,” he sat up, grabbing your shoulder, "I'm alright now, thanks to you,” Dabi smiled. 

You were surprised he believed the lie; you weren’t sure the memory erasing would work completely. He wiped the tear from your eye and leaned in closer. “Is it alright if I..?”

“Yes,” you smile, letting him kiss you. His lips were cold, and his skin was pale, but his heart was beating, and you couldn’t be happier. 

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Several weeks after Dabi’s awakening, you two had fallen into a routine. You’d wake up together, enjoy breakfast, spend the day shopping and sightseeing, before ending the night with dinner and cuddling in bed. It was everything you could’ve asked for. Dabi had been getting more handsy with you lately, too, and it was something you were hesitant about. Not because you didn't want to, but you didn’t know if his body could handle it. Needless to say, it could. 

“Fuck, faster Dabi, don’t stop,” you whine into the crook of his neck as he thrusts into you ruthlessly. 

“Feels so good, god you’re amazing..” he praises, kissing your neck. His cock was still cold, much like the rest of him, almost like a vampire would be. Your warm cunt wrapping around his cock sent shivers up his spine, driving him mad with pleasure that pushed him to destroy you further. Dabi quickened his pace, moaning and grunting filling the otherwise silent room. You claw at his back, your nails tearing at his scars and drawing blood. Dabi winces at the pain, but it’s quickly followed by his narrowing eyes, filled with an otherworldly look of lust and sadism. He lifts your leg over his shoulder, letting his cock drill deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot perfectly. 

You grip the sheets, back arching as you feel yourself about to cum for the second time tonight. Dabi laughs, and his thrusts become slow but powerful. He can feel your pussy begging for more with the way your walls cling around him, forcing him in deeper. 

“Don’t edge me Dabi, I want to cum so bad!” you cry as you furrow your brows in frustration. 

“Aw yeah? Then beg me for it, doll~” He says, which was a bit funny considering he was more of the doll. 

“Please, Dabi, please let me cum, I need you so bad!” You arch your back and try moving your hips to relieve yourself, but he holds you down and traps you underneath him. 

“You wanna cum?”

“Yes please..” you whimper through moans, desperate to get him to start moving again. Dabi grabs your tits and gropes you, pinching at your nipples to wind you up even more before bringing back his relentless pace. He was close, too, but he wasn’t focused on his own pleasure. After all, you designed him to be perfect for you. 

“Fuck Dabi can I please cum? I can’t take it anymore, ‘feels too good!” You scream, barely able to hold back the pleasure from overtaking you before his command. 

“Cum for me, doll, let me feel you cum around this cock.” 

That was all it took for you to roll over the hill and orgasm, his words releasing you to a whole new world of pleasure only he could make you feel.

“That’s it, baby, cum for me, just like that..” he talks you through it as he caresses your cheek, giving you loving kisses all over your body. 

When you finally come down from your high, Dabi makes sure to get a towel and draw a bath for the both of you. Afterwards, the two of you get into bed like always, and cuddle until you fall asleep resting in his arms. This was truly a scientific breakthrough.

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Day 2: Patient X Doctor Baizhu (Genshin)

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Title: An Unnatural Remedy

Summary: As an adventurer, you go on some dangerous journeys. After taking quite the fall, you find yourself in BuBu pharmacy. But don’t worry, doctor Baizhu has just the thing to make you feel better. 

Cw: none

Word Count: 1k

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“Ah, shit!” You scream, knees and calves all scraped up from the fall you just took. You and your adventuring partner were scaling a mountain in Liyue when your rope snapped and caused you to fall 15 feet down the mountain. Your partner raced back down to come to your aid, but it was a bad fall. 

“I think your foot might be broken, Y/N.. We need to get you to BuBu pharmacy!” 

“No! I hate doctors, I think I’ll be fine.” 

“We’re not debating this; I’m taking you, now.” 

Somewhere along the way to the pharmacy, you passed out, and when you awoke, you were in a very clean room with incense burning by your bedside. 

“I think she’ssss awake,” you heard a puny voice say quietly. You turned your head to the source of the noise and found Baizhu, the local doctor in Liyue sitting on the other side of the room, as if he'd been waiting for you to wake up. 

“Why hello, glad to see you’re finally awake,” he said. His voice was smooth like butter, and his demeanor was comforting. 

“How bad is it?” You ask, dreading the news and the thought of the bill afterwards. 

“I must say, that was quite a fall you must’ve taken; a sprained ankle and fractured shin bone is no laughing matter.” You look at your leg that’s raised in a splint, which was rather uncomfortable. You try wiggling your foot and are met with a shooting pain from your ankle to your knee. 

“Now now, please, try not to make any sudden movements with that leg of yours,” Baizhu explains, “I haven’t given you much medicine, just a concoction of herbs to ease the pain temporarily, although they seem to be wearing off..” He sighs as he takes a seat beside your bed. 

“Do you have anything stronger?”

“Well, I have something that can heal you temporarily, although you will still need to be careful, as this is not a complete repair.” 

“And that is..?”

“Chi energy is something I’ve practiced for many years. It speeds up the healing process nearly 5 times the normal pace. There are some adverse side effects, however.” He explains. 

You didn’t care much for the side effects, you just needed to be healed as quickly as possible since your adventuring commission was yet to be completed. You agreed to this remedy, but told Baizhu, “Absolutely no needles.” 

“There will be no need for such things. Now, there are still many ways I can administer this medicine, especially since it’s not medicine of this world,” Baizhu explains, “but since you are such a special patient, I can give you a very painless way, if you so choose.” 

“Painless, please..” you say with a shaky voice. 

“There’s no need to be scared, Y/N, have I been rough with you thus far?” He asks, leaning in and brushing your hair out of your face with his cold hand. 

“N-No..” you reply. 

“Exactly. Now, just relax, my little patient,” he says with that lulling voice, the one that nearly puts you into a trace. Baizhu goes and grabs another strap and raises your other leg up in the air as well. You were wearing a hospital- like gown and could feel a cool breeze up your body. “It’s okay to feel vulnerable, you know. This is a safe place and no one will be coming in. Do you trust me?” He asks, leaning over you in between your legs. You answer back with a shy, “yes.” 

“You can hold my hand, if you’d like.” he offers, and you take it, squeezing his hand tightly. Verbal clues are all you have to go off of since you clenched your eyes tight from fear. 

Suddenly, you feel a rather warm sensation down by your groin. “You’ll feel an intrusion, don’t be alarmed,” he reassured. The tip of something warm breached past your entrance and filled you up. Your mouth dropped open in ecstasy, and you opened your eyes to see Baizhu’s only a few inches away. 

“I’m going to start administering the medicine, all right?” You could only manage a nod before he started slowly bucking his hips back and forth. He felt otherworldly, and with each thrust you could feel some of your energy coming back to you. 

“That feels amazing, doctor..” you whine. 

“Good, you’re taking it very well,” he praises, “but try not to be so loud,” he leans in, “these walls are rather thin.” he whispers into your ear. Your face turns a bright red and your pussy clenches to the thought of others listening in. “Oh, I didn’t know I had such an adventurous type on my hands,” he chuckles. Baizhu tenderly kisses the nape of your neck, taking small nibbles as he trails down to your chest. Your back arches, and your hips try meeting his pace. “Ah ah, you’re on bedrest, no unnecessary movements from you- let me do all the work.” Baizhu quickened his pace, and the room filled with an unfamiliar scent that was heavy, as if it was hugging you and putting you to sleep. Baizhu was breathless above you, his hands massaging your tits gently. He pinched your nipple and you gasped,

“Baizhu!” his name rolled off your tongue, followed by a moan that spurred him, his thrusts getting sloppier and messier. 

“Shh shh, just a bit longer and you’ll feel worlds better..” He groaned. 

“Don’t stop, ‘feels too good,” you beg. 

“Too much medicine isn’t a good thing, either. Don’t get greedy, my little patient.” He replied. Baizhu’s hips come to a still as he cums inside of you, his hot cum filling you up and making you feel incredible. You tried reaching out and grabbing his arm but your body was suddenly weak and faint. 

“That’s one of the side effects; this remedy makes the patient rather drowsy, I must apologize.” He tells you as he gets up and fixes his clothes. You mutter a small thank you before your eyes shut and you’re lulled off to sleep. 

“All in a day's work.” Baizhu kisses you on the forehead and sits beside you, waiting until you awake again.

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Day 6: Mirror Sex With Bakugo

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Title: That Face of Yours

Summary: Date night wasn't supposed to be like this, but this was better than dinner anyways, right?

Cw: Degradation, choking, slight impact play, spitting

Word Count: 557

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“Look into the mirror while I fuck this pussy. What a little whore I have, drooling and pantin’ over my dick,” he taunts you, “fuckin’ pathetic.” 

“I’m pathetic, a pathetic mess for you, daddy!” You whine as you stare back at yourself, tits bouncing in time with his thrusts. His chiseled body behind you was all you wanted to look at, but anytime your gaze shifted, Bakugo would take his free hand and grip your jaw to reposition your line of sight. 

You didn’t know what landed you in this position, you were supposed to go out for a date night to a nice restaurant to celebrate Katsuki’s promotion. 

“W-We’re gunna be late, Katsu..” you pant. 

“Fuck it; this is a good enough date night f’me,” he says. He wraps his hand around your throat and tightens his grip, watching the little panicked look you had before melting into his touch. 

Your pretty floral dress had been long forgotten by the time Katsuki was finished eyeing you up and down. As soon as he came into the room asking if you were ready, he stopped dead in his tracks and his pants grew tight instantly. 

“Ya looked to fucking pretty to go out anyways- only I get to see you like this, you’re mine.” He blurts out possessively. 

“M’ yours, all yours, daddy!” 

“That’s my good girl,” he praises. Katsuki lets your leg fall and pushes you down on all fours. He grabs a tuft of your hair to pull your head up while he fucks you from behind. You can see his cocky grin in the mirror behind you, knowing he’s getting off on how pathetic you look for him. A heavy hand comes down on your ass with a lingering heat making you wince. 

“Aw c’mon, can’t handle a little slap from me now? Don’t tell me you’re fucked out already; we just started.” He taunts you with another few slaps, each one hotter and rougher than before. He only stops when he sees tears in your eyes and a bright red hand mark left behind. 

“Is my little baby crying? What happened to my tough bitch, huh?”

“Too much, Katsu, feels too good, shit,” you groan. Katsuki laughs at you and leans down close to your face. 

“Look at me.” You look up at the mirror and stare at his reflection, “not there, dumbass. Right at me.” He reiterates. As you turn your head to actually face him, he spits in your face before rubbing it around with his hand. He was always rough with you, and you loved every second of it. 

“Are you my little whore?” He asks. You weakly nod in response, but that wasn’t the answer he was looking for. “Be a big girl, use your words.” 

“Yes, I’m your little whore, daddy!” You cry out, beginning to feel overwhelmed from his cock. 

“I can feel you gettin’ tighter, you gunna cum for me pretty?” He whispers in your ear. 

“Please can I cum for you, Kats? Need it so bad..” 

Katuski chuckles and pulls out abruptly. He flips you on your back and lines himself up with your tits before cumming all over them, leaving a pretty sight for him to enjoy. 

“Nah, I don’t think so. Maybe I’ll let ya when we get back from dinner.” He replies.

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☆Kinktober 2021☆

Trying Kinktober this year!! It’s my 1st year trying  this out, so apologies if some stories / characters aren’t as good as the others, I tried writing for some new people. 

Please note: I’m not following any specific prompt lists and took my own spin on things. Also, obviously all characters are aged up and I might as well add that I do not condone any toxic/ harmful actions depicted in these works of fiction. Tw for stories will be on the individual stories themselves. 

Day 1: Brother Dabi

Day 2: Sub Shigaraki

Day 3: Aizawa x villain reader

Day 4: LOV gangbang

Day 5: Kidnapped by Shinsou

Day 6: Dadzawa 

Day 7: dadzawa & Shinsou-nii Pt.2

Day 8: ABO Bakugo

Day 9: Pain play Midoriya

Day 10: Coworker Hawks

Day 11: Stalker Tamaki

Day 12: Prince Todoroki x maid reader

Day 13: Shigaraki x immune reader

Day 14: Painter of the Night Aizawa 

Day 15: Doctor Kirishima

Day 16:  Overstim w/ Compress

Day 17: Overstim punishment w/ Bakugo

Day 18: Piss play w/ Shigaraki

Day 19: Phone Sex w/ Hawks

Day 20: Feminization hc w/ Tamaki

Day 21: Food play w/ Tamaki

Day 22: Piercer Dabi AU

Day 23: Gloryhole Heroes

Day 24: Pimp Todoroki 

Day 25: Period Sex w/ Dabi

Day 26: Chastity w/ Tamaki

Day 27: Stripper Hawks

Day 28: Twice as Jason the Killer

Day 29: Aizawa x Mic Ghost AU

Day 30:  Halloween party Pt. 1

Day 31: Halloween party  Pt. 2

Let’s see how I do! 

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Day 15: Doctor Kirishima

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Title: Check up

Summary: Your usual doctor isn’t in today, but a male doctor shouldn’t be too weird, right?

Word Count: 2.1k

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“.. Please call 255-xxx-6652 to confirm your doctor’s appointment tomorrow at 4:30. We look forward to seeing you.” Beeeep.  You roll your eyes and shut the door behind you as you walk into your shitty studio apartment. You weren’t fond of the doctor’s, as most people weren’t, but yearly physicals were encouraged, especially with the outbreak of COVID that struck your area recently. You pick up your tiny home phone and dial the number from the message to confirm your appointment for tomorrow. 

“Hi, yes… yes that’s me… Ms. Ashido isn’t in? Any doctor’s fine then….. A male doctor’s fine...yes...okay thank you, see you tomorrow!” click. A male doctor would prove interesting.. Let’s just hope he isn’t some weird handsy perv.. 

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After work, you check your watch and it reads 4:10. Shit! You were gunna be late! You speed to the doctor’s office and check in. The lady at the front desk hands you some paperwork to fill out, and you sit in the waiting room to go do that. 

“Y/N?” You hear the practitioner call your name and you look up, giving her a warm smile. You follow her down the blindingly white hallways, taking in the smell of clean medical supplies and disinfectant. “Just take off your shoes so we can weigh you, please.” You comply and step up on the scale. She takes your weight and height and directs you to the physical room. “How have you been feeling? Any issues lately?”

“Nope! Hopefully I’m as healthy as I feel,” you laugh. 

“That’s good to hear. Has your heart been giving you any more issues since we put you on that medication a few months back?”

“Only slight problems, but that’s to be expected. Nothing too bad.” You reassure her. 

“That’s wonderful. I’ll be right back and we can start on your vitals.” You nod and the practitioner leaves the room. You glance around and stare at the painting of a dog on the wall, getting lost in the art. There’s the usual things on the table, like popsicle sticks, thermometers, the whole nine yards. You whistle aimlessly as you wait for her to return. 

Knock knock. The door opens slightly and you see a man walk in. 

“Sorry about the wait; she was called to another room, but I can finish up the check up for you.” The man flashes you a bright smile, bearing his pointy shark- like teeth. Thank god he wasn’t a dentist.. 

“Oh, you must be my doctor today. Kirishima, was it?”

“That’s me,” he sits down with his laptop and types a few things in, “so: today we’re doing a complete physical, and we’re thinking of prescribing you another type of medication for your heart, to lessen the symptoms you’re getting.” He tells you, placing his laptop on the table and standing to grab the sphygmomanometer. “Just hold your arm out for me.” You hold out your slender arms and he wraps the blue cuff around it, monitoring the dial as he pumps. “Everything looks good in that department, a steady 130 over 76.” He types the number into the computer. Next, Kirishima takes your heart rate. “Alright just relax there for me darling,” he says, taking your wrist into his giant, smooth hands to feel for your pulse, “not too sure if that’s calm, sweetheart, but your heart rate was 110.” He types that into his laptop as well. 

“It does that sometimes, hence the meds.” you tell him. He nods and hands you a large spoon. 

“Place that over your left eye for me.” You do as told and read out the top line on the chart in front of you. “Perfect, now the right eye..” You repeat the process and he logs your response. “Alright, now just put on this garment for me and we can get started on the physical checks.” he says, continuing to type on the computer. You hesiste, waiting for him to exit the room, be he doesn’t. You tentatively take your clothes off and slip into the gown he gave you before hopping back up on the bench. Kirishima grabs his stethoscope and places the cold metal on your chest. You gasp at the sudden temperature change and he chuckles. “Take a deep breath for me..” he stares at your rising chest as he listens to your lungs, “and another,” you take a deep breath again, staring down at your hands to not make it awkward, “one more.” you take your last breath and he moves the stethoscope around your chest, obliviously grazing his fingers over your nipple. “Perfect, everything sounds good!” he shoots your that wide, warm smile again and you reciprocate, ignoring his accidental touch. “So I see here that you’re xxx lbs, but for your age and height, you could actually stand to gain a few more. Personally, I think you look beautiful right where you are.” 

“Thank you.” You giggle.

“Time for the boring questions,” he sarcastically rolls his eyes, “any problems going to the bathroom, or with eating?”

“Nope.” 

“Any issues regarding your joints or muscles when doing physical activity?”

“My muscles tense up probably more than they should, but it goes away within a few minutes.”

“That’s no good.. We’ll want to look out for that and try some things out that can help.” he explains. “And when was your last period?”

Your face flushes a bright pink as you respond, “A-About a week ago..” 

“And no issues there?”

“No, it’s regular.”

“Are you on birth control?”

“I am.”

“And for the million dollar question- are you sexually active?”

“Not as much as I’d like to be,” you jokingly sigh. He types your responses in and remarks, “that can always be changed~” You laugh and pick at the skin on your fingers, ignoring the out of pocket comment. Kirishima stands and raises your chin, forcing you to look into his crimson red eyes that are dark but inviting. “Follow the light for me.” He guides the tiny flashlight in front of your eyes, swaying it all around in circles until he closes in and boops your nose with it.

“Hey!” you grin, swatting his hand away playfully. 

“Sorry sorry, I just wasn’t expecting to have such a cute patient today.” Next, Kirishima grabs one of the popsicle sticks from the jar and tells you to open wide. He places the stick on the flat of your tongue and presses down, hard enough that you’re scared the stick might break. You gag at the pressure and he mumbles a quiet, “bad gag reflex; noted.” A string of saliva connects you to the popsicle stick as he pulls it out and tosses  it in the trash. “Lay down on the table back up please.” You shift onto your stomach and he pulls up your gown to your head. You feel his hot hands press along your spine, trailing his finger up and down your back, lingering towards your lower back just a second too long. Kirishima massages your shoulders and you let out a breathy groan. 

“That feels so good..” You’re blissed out as he chuckles and continues his spa day on your muscles. His hands pursue your lower back again, feeling around for any leisure's or lumps. He lets his hands roam to your ass and spreads it apart, causing you to jerk away. 

“Sorry, just checking for anything out of place.” He relays in a soothing, hoarse voice. You relax a bit more, almost ready to fall asleep as he continues groping your ass, until he says, “Turn over please Y/N.” You get shot out of your daze and shift around onto your back, leaving your tits and belly exposed. “Hope you’re not ticklish.” 

“Only a bit.” You reply. He presses down on your bladder and you squirm. Ignoring it, he continues on to your boobs, groping both in a hand and feeling around, seemingly more for his own enjoyment than for the sake of a checkup. His pointer and index finger graze your nipples again and your mouth automatically falls open. He smirks when your eyes flutter shut, allowing him to continue. He pinches them and your back arches a little as you lean into the touch. “I was gunna recommend you see a specialist, but I think I can take care of you, wouldn’t you say?”

“You’re doing a very, ah, good job, doc..” You let out a whine, no longer trying to hold it back. You squint your eyes open and see how lost Kirishima is just staring at your tits. Your hand comes up to grab his and station it there, but he slaps your hand away. 

“Ah ah, no touching the doctor please, that’s my job.” You furrow your brows as his loving hands leave your chest and move downwards to your cunt. He runs one finger along your pantyline and yanks them down. You bite your lip as you watch him drool over your privates, his finger trailing along your slick folds, only teasing your clit with subtle touches that aren’t forgotten. “You’re so wet. Is this all for me, sweetheart?” He coos. You nod desperately, trying to grind your cunt up into his hand to feel something, anything. “I think this needs a thorough examination..” he leans down and you can feel his hot breath fanning over your intimate bits, making you that much more desperate. 

“Please Dr. Kirishima, make sure everything’s working alright?”

“Oh believe me honey, after I’m done with you, you’re gunna need a lot more than just an examination.” A loud whine leaves your lips as his tongue laps at your clit, sucking and nibbling on it enough to make that tingly feeling pool in your abdomen. “So fuckin’ delicous..” He mumbles as he devours your pussy, his tongue poking into your hole, leaving you begging for more. 

“Fuuck, please Kiri… fuck me already..” 

“Slow down, baby, no need to be in a rush.” Kirishima kept eating you out, cherishing every moan and whimper that left your soft lips. Your fingers intertwine in his hair as you grind down on his tongue to feel more pressure. You can see Kirishima’s hand sneak down to his pants so he can palm his hard on. His other hand comes up to your abandoned hole and he pushes 2 fingers inside. He scissors them around, stretching you out. 

“Kiri- Ah shitshitshit!” You scream when he curls his fingers, directly hitting your g-spot. Your eyes roll to the back of your head before fluttering shut. You tried calming down so you didn’t cum right then and there, but that proved difficult. 

“Does my little patient need to cum?”

“Y-Yes! Yes god please let me cum..!” You beg. Kirishima hums into your pussy and the vibrations get you right up to the edge of your breaking point. 

“Go ahead, you’ve been good for me.” You sputter ‘thank you’s’ as you lose yourself in pleasure, spasming around his fingers. 

“You’re so fuckin’ tight, baby..” He groans, licking up all the juices that gush on his face. The both of you are in bliss right now, but Kirishima still had a problem of his own. “Sweetheart, you said you take birth control, right?”

“Yeah, why?” Kirishima doesn’t have time for an explanation before he’s standing again and kicking his pants off, eager to feel your tight walls around him. He grinds into your folds, using your cum as lube before lining himself up and sliding in. He wastes no time in snapping his hips into you, pelvic bone slamming against your clit to overstimulate you. He grabs your shoulders, folding your legs to your chest as his lips slam against yours, leaving you breathless. Kirishima’s tongue prods around in your mouth and he bites your lower lip. 

“You’re being such a good girl for me, so, mmm, so fucking good..” he groans, your pussy fluttering around him as you feel your 2nd orgasm fastly approaching. 

“Am I allowed to cum?” You moan into his ear. He laughs devilishly and says, 

“Only if I can inside.” You nod your head, doing anything to let you cum again. You grip onto his biceps for support and cum once again, twitching underneath him. “Fuck, baby, cumming!” He lets out before shooting thick ropes of cum into your wet cunt, his hips pathetically humping you so your cunt can milk him for all he’s worth. Kirishima collapses onto you, rubbing your tits as he tells you what a good girl you’ve been. Getting up, he slides his pants back on and goes over to his laptop. 

“I’m gunna need to see you again soon.. Too many things wrong with you to leave you alone for too long.” He winks as you raise a brow to his statement. 

“I’m available next week? See you then?”

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Day 17: Overstim Punishment W/ Bakugo

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Title: Don’t Ever Leave

Summary: Bakugo only had 4 simple rules for you: Don’t go near the windows and doors, don’t leave without him under ANY circumstances, no talking back, and never, tell Bakugo no. They were so simple and easy to follow, and somehow you still managed to fuck it up, and now he was angry. 

Cw: degradation, overstimulation, kidnapping themes, noncon/dubcon,somno

Word Count: 1.6k

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Life with Bakugo was definitely a change of pace. He shouts constantly, regardless of his emotions, and you’re not sure whether he hates you, or just tolerates you enough to keep you around. His hero work makes it so he’s never home, and the more restless, lonely nights you spend in your shared penthouse, the better normal, single life sounds. But sadly, that’s not an option for you. Bakugo told you right from the get go: either obey or die. It was enough of a threat to scare you, so up until now, you never dared to try bending the rules. But everything was just getting to be too much. 

I mean, you never asked to be kidnapped by Japan’s #2 pro hero. You’re a villain yourself- you hate heros! He found you while you were on a mission trying to steal from the largest bank in town. It was a rookie’s mistake, really. You broke in right after closing, and forgot that the cameras show a live feed to the police 2 hours after closing, specifically for situations like this. When they got the call about the alarm, Bakugo was the first on the scene. When he saw your frightened little figure hiding in the corner, he thought you must’ve been set up to do this crime. A cute little thing like you doesn’t have the balls to think of something like this herself. He thought about taking you in, but ultimately decided against it. 

“You’ll be around the wrong people in there.. Actually turn into a villain,” Bakugo put it. He instead offered to help influence you and teach you in the right ways; the ways of being a hero. He didn’t want to believe you were actually a villain. So instead, he proposed a deal: Live and be safe with him, or he throws you back out on the street and makes your life a living hell. You chose the better of the two. 

Several months into living with Bakugo, you got quite bored. He rarely had time for you because of hero work, which used to be okay, but since he wasn’t a stranger anymore, you kind of enjoyed his company- and it just wasn’t there. Plus, you were getting tired of following the rules he gave you. Don’t go near the windows or front door, don’t leave the apartment under ANY circumstances without him, don’t have an attitude towards Bakugo, and don’t tell him no. Those were your rules, and needless to say, you were very sorry when you broke one. 

“I’m, I’m sorry!” you scream back through choked sobs. 

“I’m sure you are, but now you’re going to show me, slut.” Bakugo pressed the vibrator into your clit harder, the vibrations making tears prick in your eyes. This type of punishment was definitely a new experience, but still a punishment nonetheless. Bakugo had been playing with your body for the last 2 hours, edging you, embarrassing you, degrading you, the whole nine yards. He has yet to let you cum. The sudden rush of needing to let go overwhelmed you every few minutes now, but Bakugo couldn’t care less. “Does it hurt, baby?” he mocks, rubbing your hair with his free hand. 

Crying, you whine back, “Yes, please let me cum!”

“Well how do you think it felt when you tried leaving last night, huh? You think that was fucking easy for me? The stress you put me through?!” He yells, face getting red with anger. 

“I’m sorry! I don’t know what I was thinking! Please Bakugo!”

“Please what, bitch? You’re in no place to beg for forgiveness. Just take what I give you!” He slaps your face harshly. You’re panting underneath him, back arching from the pleasure you’re feeling, while his words are breaking you down further and further. You hated when he got like this; so blinded by emotions that nothing else would register. He replaced the vibe with his hand and his palm massaged against your puffy, oversensitive clit. He only laughed when tears began falling from your eyes again. His other hand came down and two fingers plunged into your sopping cunt, scissoring and thrusting around inside. 

“Bakguo it’s been hours, please just let me cum! It hurts!” You moan when his fingers hit your sweet spot, bringing you right back up to the edge. You sigh knowing that Bakugo will stop to degrade you some more, calling you a filthy whore for enjoying this so much. But he doesn’t. His fingers keep working their magic and you open your eyes to watch his face contort from anger to a cocky smirk. 

“Cum, I’m tired of listening to your dumbass voice.” He scoffs, his fingers finding an even rougher pace to let you ride out your orgasm. The tsunami of pleasure crashes over you, walls violently pulsating and clenching around his digits. You cry ‘thank you’s’ after finally getting what you wanted. Bakugo just watched your expression change as you heard him turn the toy back on and press it up to you again. You screamed out in pain, the overstimulation being too much. “You didn’t think I’d let you off that easily, did you? You really are a stupid bitch!” He laughs. Your brows furrow in anger and sadness, knowing he’s just using you like a toy for his entertainment. His cock was growing in size ever since he started this, and you knew you’d have to deal with that soon too. 

“Bakugo I can’t anymore, ‘s too much!” You grab his wrist that’s holding the toy and weakly try prying it away from your clit. But he just pushed back ten times harder, pinning your frail wrists above your head so he was back in control. 

“Baby I don’t think it’s getting through your thick skull- I tell you when it’s all over, got it? Or are you breaking another rule?” He cocks his eyebrow up. 

“N-No! No I’m not, I’ll be good..” You reply, defeated. 

“Atta girl, now relax and fucking take it.” 

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The 2nd time he lets you cum, you’re sure you’ll pass out from the feeling. You were sore and tired, just wishing he’d forgive you. 

“C’mon baby, I know you need to cum, let it out.” He enunciated his words with stinging slaps to your inner thigh that was beat red. You whine from the pain his hand leaves behind, the dark handprint fading in as you look down at yourself. There was cum and snot etched all over you, leaving you his pretty little mess. 

“Ah fuck, cumming!” You wail, feeling your body twitch and writhe as another orgasm is forced out of you. After the 2nd time, Bakugo pulls out his cock that’s dripping and red with pre. He ignored your protests as he bottoms out inside of you in one swift motion. You hear him grunt above you, “I’ve been waitin’ for this, fuck this pussy feels so good..” You’re too weak to protest anymore, your eyes struggling to stay open as he grips your chin in his hand to look you in the eye. 

“You gunna be a brat anymore?”

“No…” is all you’re able to say. 

“Hm? I couldn’t hear you bitch, speak up!” He thrusts into your cervix threateningly. 

“No sir, I’ll behave, p-promise..” You were broken. Truly and utterly broken, just like how he wanted you. Too scared and weak to protest, yet your body was still begging for more. You velvety walls wouldn’t stop sucking him in further, needy for his giant cock. In all honesty, Bakugo had forgotten why he was punishing you a while ago, but he just had to see how far he could push you. His mouth suddenly latched onto one of your nipples, sucking and biting at it hungrily. You sharply inhale at the sensation, trying not to cry again. His words became mumbles in the background as you felt yourself slip in and out of unconsciousness. 

“Aw, you gunna pass out? My cock makin’ you feel that good?” He chuckles, quickening his pace, his balls slapping against your ass. “Such a pretty mess, baby.. I can’t let this out of my sight. You go back on the streets, and every night’ll be like this- I bet all these guys livin’ on the streets want a taste of this pussy, n’ I can’t have that.” He tells your unresponsive figure. The fact that you’re passed out changed nothing for him, other than the fact that he doesn’t have to listen to your whining and protests anymore. 

What sent Bakugo over the edge was when you started to wake up and come back to your senses, panicking when you heard him mumbling something about cumming inside. 

“Wha? No no Bakugo please don’t cum inside!” You beg, grabbing his hips in a pathetic  effort to shove him away. 

“Shut up, toy, I know you want it deep down. You’re just too stubborn to admit it.” He spits. He’s swearing under his breath when he feels his high come and spill out inside of you. His cum mixed with yours dripping down the side of your leg, smearing all over his groin. “Such a messy little bitch.” He remarks as he pulls out to assess the damage he’s done. You lay there on the bed in too much pain to move, while he picks you up and brings you to the bathroom. “You gunna try leaving again?”

All you can do is shake your head weakly in response.

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Day 13: Shiggy x immune Y/n

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Title: Wish You Were Dead

Summary: “And you said your quirk doesn’t allow you to die?” “Haha, almost, I can die, but not from the use of people’s quirks. Hopefully, Shigaraki’s not watching this interview.” You laugh. He was in fact, watching that interview, and he founds his new weekend plans, too. 

Cw: noncon/dubcon, kidnapping

Word Count: 2.2k

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“And you said your quirk doesn’t allow you to die?” 

“Haha, almost, I can die, but not from the use of people’s quirks. Stab me, I’m gone, but if you try burning or crumbling me to death- no can do.” 

“With that being said, it’s to be assumed that you could take on the leader of the league of villains?”

“Theoretically, yes, but even then, I’m sure he’d stop at no lengths to try and kill me. Hopefully he’s not watching this interview right now.” You laugh along with the interviewer. 

Shigaraki was in fact watching the interview right now. And he just found himself his new weekend plans. If what you said is true, he guesses he could finally touch someone and not have them disappear. 

Shigaraki hasn’t had human contact in, well, he can’t remember that last time. Not without them desintigrading away moments after. Yes, he might be strong and deadly, but he’s human too. All he’s wanted for the last 20 years was to be able to touch someone, get a hug, fuck it, have sex! Shigaraki spent the next day and a half researching everything about you: Your favorite place to dine at, where you buy your clothes, who your close friends were, etc. He found out that hero work leaves you no time for relationships, including friends, which works in his favor, and you loved to go to the park alone when you needed to cool off. Now, he just had to station there and wait. 

It was Saturday, which should be your day off, if he got the correct info. He tells Dabi and the others he has to run some errands, and warp gates himself to the park you claim to visit. When he arrived, he saw a few swings, a slide, and some monkey bars, but it was empty. Maybe that’s why you liked it so much. Shigaraki is kind of starting to like it too, although he’d like the scenery a lot more if you were there. 

“What’s taking you so long.. Damn hero..” he grunts and scratches at his neck. He waits for a bit longer, and you finally show up. You look so much prettier in person, your skin was glowing in the light, hair silky smooth and soft, the complete opposite of Shigaraki, but that’s what he loved about it. He forfeits his hiding spot in the tree and walks over to you, sitting down on the swing next to you. 

“I did watch that interview you did today, and I’m quite impressed you have the balls to say you can go up against me because of your quirk, Y/N.” Shigaraki smiled toward you cunningly while your eyes widened. 

“H-How do you know my name? I’ve never revealed that before..” you choke, leaning away from the dangerous man. You never thought you’d actually see him in the flesh. He smells a lot worse than you anticipated, and his skin looks ready to fall off his face. 

“I know a lot of things other fans don’t. Wanna guess what else I know?”

You shiver beside him and keep your mouth closed, simply blinking back at him. 

“I know that you live alone in a shitty apartment on the other side of town, I know you like to eat at the coffee shop 2 blocks down because the other cafe you used to go to has a creepy guy outside that makes you uncomfortable, I know-”

“Okay I get it!” you shout, covering your ears to silence the mans rambling. His voice was hoarse and cracked, making you want to give him some water. 

“I also know that you can’t beat me no matter how hard you tried, because I don't really think you’re immune to my quirk.”

“Try it.” You sigh, holding out your arm to him. He almost jolts back at your confidence, so sure that you would remain alive. He hesitantly grabs your arm with four fingers, hovering the fifth one above your skiing before you take your free hand and press his fingertip to you skin and-

You’re still alive. No crumbling, no ash, no destruction. He couldn’t believe it. Shigaraki immediately pulled you into a hug, catching you off guard. You fall off your swing and hit the ground, Shigaraki following. 

“You actually don’t die!” He laughs maniacally. “There’s so many things I’ve wanted to do if I could touch someone normally!” Shigaraki has a stronghold on you, while you are trying to pry him off of you. 

“Hey! Get off of me! I’m taking you to the station!”

“No you’re not.”

“Yes I am! Now get off of me, you filthy creep!” You shove Shigaraki harder, but to no avail. He was a lot stronger than you initially thought, given the fact that he looks like a five year old could knock him down. 

“I said, no. You’re. Not!” He loosens his grip a bit so he can stare into your eyes, his turning darker and colder by the minute. You weren’t scared of him at face value, but the longer you look at him, the more the fear starts to set in, whether you’re a hero or not. “Kirigiri, warp gate.” You look at him with confusion, wondering who he’s talking to. Was he going insane? Or did he bring somebody else with him? You heard a strange noise from behind you. You sit up on your arm and look behind you- there was a purple,, portal? That had appeared from thin air. “So are we doing this the easy way or hard way?”

“There’s no way in hell I’m just walking through that thing. It’s obviously a trap.” 

“I would never hurt you. Especially not now! Now that I know I can’t harm you, I’ll make sure you never see danger again.” You scoff at his statement. A villain making sure you’re not harmed? Yeah right. Shigaraki stands and you grab onto his leg, trying to get him to fall. “What are you doing?” Shigaraki wasn’t budging. You grab higher up on his leg and pull, push, lift, anything to get him thrown off balance, but it doesn’t work. “You need help getting up? Is that it?”

“Shut up!” You yell, jumping to your feet. Shigaraki flashes an evil grin on his face once you finally stand, and he shoves you backward into the gate. You scream, hoping there might be someone nearby to help, but before you know it, you’re in a dark room, littered with trash and video games. Shigaraki comes through the warp gate a moment later, sitting down on the bed. 

“You’re mine now.” Shigaraki smiles, looking down at you on the floor, hurled up in a ball, trying to brainstorm ways out of here. 

“Why did you take me here? To kill me?”

“Are you fucking stupid, or just deaf? I already said I’m not going to hurt you. I will, however, make you mine.”

“Haha, all right- and pigs can fucking fly.” You scoff, joining him on the bed. He glares at you for a while, considering whether or not he should scare you into submission, or wait and see if stockholm syndrome will kick in first. He sighs, getting up to grab some rope from the closet. As a hero, you’re taught to obey when in a hostage situation until someone comes to save you. This time, you feared no one would be coming. He forcefully grabbed your hands and bound them together despite your fighting and protesting, and he bound your legs to the bedpost, spread apart. 

Shigaraki mounts your lap and leans down to your face. 

“I can’t believe I finally have someone who I can touch..” he mutters more to himself than you. He reaches toward your face with his hand and is a little hesitant to touch you again, but once he does, he’s ecstatic. His hand caresses your cheek, feels your soft hair, lingers down your chest, god, he can’t get enough of you. You didn’t think this is what he had in mind when you said he would make you his. Shigaraki looks like a kid in a candy shop, touching and grabbing every exposed bit of flesh he can. Your skin is so soft, and he feels as if his calloused hands are dirtying you, but he’ll worry about that later. Shigaraki wants to feel more of you. All of you. He quickly dusts your clothes, which freaks you out considering you thought he wasn’t/ couldn’t use his quirk on you. You're completely naked on his bed, helpless and weak against the man who now holds all the power. 

“What are you going to do to me?” You whine, the shakiness present in your voice.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, hero. I just want to feel you around me- I can do that, right?”

“What? N-No! I don’t want that, please don’t!”

“I hope you take birth control, slut, or else we’re about to have a million Shigaraki’s jumping around this place.” He smirks as he watches the look of fear and disgust grow on your face. Shigaraki gropes your tits with need behind his touch, like he’s still worried you’ll disappear if he lets you go. He groans at the feeling of your nipples hardening because of him, and he wonders if he can make you cum, too. He disintegrates your panties, blowing the dust out of the way before hiking your legs up around his shoulders to get a taste. “Shigaraki please stop!” You cry, writhing in place. 

“Shut up before I make you, whore. Your body is mine now, and Master gets to touch what’s his whenever he wants, got that?” Your quivering lip doesn’t help mask the fear in you while Shigaraki’s hot breath is against your clit, teasing you, tricking your body into thinking you want this. 

“Your body doesn’t lie, princess,” Shigaraki says, finally placing his tongue down on your sensitive bud, “I knew you’d want this.” 

“N-No I don’t!” You beg, trying your best to hide the moans that want to escape your throat. His tongue is at a rough pace as he laps at your clit, making you wetter by the second. His tongue feels amazing despite the situation you’re in, and your hole is clenching around nothing, silently begging for more, something to fill it up. Shigaraki’s tongue slips into your hole, the warm muscle curling up and poking around inside of you while his fingers take over your clit, rubbing circles into it that have you wailing for him. 

“Can’t take it anymore; need to be inside of this tight cunt.” He grunts, retracting his fingers and tongue only to slip off his pants and have his cock spring to life. He gives it a few pumps before lining himself up to your hole. Despite your useless pleads and screams, Shigaraki sheathes himself into your core that’s tight and wet just for him. 

“Fuck you feel amazing..” He starts at a slow pace so he doesn’t cum too early, he wants to enjoy this. “Keep crying like that, slut, it only makes me harder.” He chuckles, wiping the tears rolling down your cheek then licking them off his finger. This man was terrifying. You never thought he was capable of something this horrific and wrong. Shigaraki pulls you out of your daze by landing a harsh smack on your ass, which causes you to clench. “Fuck, you like that, huh?” You stay quiet, only whines and whimpers are leaving you. He slaps your ass again and his strength makes the smack sting, leaving a burning trail even after his hand is pulled away. 

“Ow!” You cry, wishing you could rub your ass to soothe it. Shigaraki’s thrusting in time with his slaps, and your body doesn’t know if it needs to cum, or defend itself. Everything is sore, and you just want to go home. 

“Your body is betraying you, Y/N~” He taunts, feeling the way your hole squeezes around him, desperate to milk his cock. Shigaraki’s pace quickens, and he finds a not- so- steady rhythm to ruthlessly fuck you at. He’s pretty vocal, between the grunts and degrading names he’s calling you, you can’t tell if he loves you or wants you dead. Probably both. “Fuck, cumming-!” He huffs, collapsing on you and grabbing your shoulders to better force you down on his cock to cum deep inside and fill your cunt up nice and full with his kids. “Cum for me, princess, I know you want to,” he tells you, fingers coming back to tease your clit and send you over the edge. You gasp when his cold fingers quickly unravel you until you feel yourself let go, spasming around his softening dick that suddenly springs back to life. 

“We’re going again.”

“Wha? Shigaraki no, can’t. Too much, m’ too sensitive..” 

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“Fuck can I please cum?!” You ask, riding his cock, the only sound filling the room is the skin on skin contact.

“God ahead, angel. Cum for master~” Shigaraki forces your hips down on his thick length over and over, grip tight as ever and would certainly leave a bruise. It’s been nearly 7 rounds and Shigaraki has barely broken a sweat. At first you were glad he couldn’t kill you, but now, that’s all you wish for.

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Day 22: Piercer Dabi

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Title: New Piercing

Summary: You’ve always wanted a piercing, so you decided to get out. When you start talking with the charred man that’s piercing you, you find out what a jacob's ladder is….

Word Count: 1.5k

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These days, all the cool kids were getting tattoos and piercings, and yet here you were, fresh skin and no decorative holes on your body. You felt like you were missing out on something. What was all the hype anyways? Doesn’t that shit hurt? The idea of getting a piercing plagued your mind for a while, since tattoos were reserved for the felons of Japan. You pull out your phone and look up piercing shops in your area, and only one result pops up. On the other side of town.. It was always dangerous over there. The South side constantly had villain sightings reported, and with many avoiding that area, it became a ghost town. Very few shops could stay in business, so now the streets all resembled alleyways that were littered with trash and scums of the earth. “Better to get this done professionally rather than have an at home disaster.” You tell yourself. The shop’s website stated it was open from 12-9, so why not go now? You roll out of your comfy bed and look for an outfit to wear. 

After trying on a million different tops, you finally chose the purple v- neck blouse your mother had gotten you a few birthdays ago. You pair it with a shiny pearl necklace and casual pants, adding some blush to your face so you look alive. You searched the apartment for your purse, and of course it was in the kitchen. You came home drunk last night and left it there. You head out the door  and head for the dreadful south side of the city. 

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A bell clings as you open the door of the piercing shop, peaking your head in to see who was working. A scarred man steps up from behind the counter and gives you a pleasant smile. 

“How can I help?”

“Uh, hi, I was wondering if you take walk-ins?”

“This isn’t some doctor's office, sweetheart. Take a seat on the chair and I’ll be right over.” The enigmatic man stride to the back room, leaving you alone in the parlor. You take a look around, noticing the mold growing in the corner of the ceiling, and how you can smell the pneumonia in the air. There’s a mannequin's head on the wall that has tattoos and piercings flooding its frame- probably a practice doll. Taking a seat in the cold leather chair, you peer towards the room that man went to a little while ago. 

“The name’s Dabi.” He says right beside you, causing you to jump.

“Sorry, you just startled me. Mine’s Y/N.” You reply, flashing a friendly smile. 

“What kinda piercing are you looking to get today?”

“I was thinking maybe a belly button piercing?” 

“Bold choice, but we can make that happen.” Dabi put on the black gloves that were placed on the table, then sanitized his hands and the needles. Nerves scattered across your body and you took a deep breath. 

“Is this going to hurt a lot?”

“Yep. Don’t worry, you can squeeze my leg if you need to.” Dabi reassures.

“Thanks.” You lie back in the chair and Dabi pulls up your shirt above your bra. You subtly move the shirt back down a little, since it didn’t need to be up that high.

“Keep it up. It’ll get in my way otherwise.”

“Sorry..” You pull your shirt back up and hide your face with it, the awkwardness turning your cheeks pink. He straddles you with one beefy leg on each side, and preps your navel with sterile wipes. Your abs clench at the coolness, making Dabi laugh. 

“You ever gotten a piercing before, sweetheart?”

“No, never had the time to. I figured, ‘why the hell not, It’s not like it’ll kill me.’” You explain. Dabi simply nods and hums in understanding. 

“Ready, doll? Take a deep breath for me.” You inhale sharply, grabbing hold of Dabi’s leg with a firm grasp. “Put your hand any higher, and we might have to take this to the back room~” He said with lust in his voice. He clasps the metal forceps on your thin belly button skin and lines up the needle. “You wanna know what piercing hurts the most?” You raise your eyebrows in curiosity. “Jacob's ladder. Men get it on their dicks.” 

You were so shocked and pained by his answer that when Dabi pierced the needle through your navel, you didn’t even notice. 

“Their what?! How does that even work?” You look down and notice the jewelry is already in and sticking out of your torso. It looks pretty, you think.

“Yeah. Up the shaft. Apparently it feels better for the woman.” He shrugs. “Haven’t really had the chance to test that theory out myself yet.” You laugh at his comment, but after you realize he’s not, the sentence clicks.

“Wait, you have a jacob’s ladder?!”

“Mhm, we can see how good it feels, if ya want.” He raises a brow at you and motions to the other room. You consider your options and while you wouldn’t normally have sex with someone you just met, he was undeniably handsome. You look to the floor to suppress how excited you were. “S-sure.” You scratch your shoulder and wait for him to speak. 

“Whatcha waiting for, let’s go, cupcake!” Dabi yells, already in the back room. You eagerly walk over and peel back the curtain, being met with shelves full of extra needles and piercing supplies. In the center of the room was another piercing chair. Dabi sits down and sprawls out on it, tugging his pants to his knees. You see his bulge through his boxers, and you’re scared.

“Give me a show, pretty thing.” Dabi’s hands rest under his head as he waits for you to give him a strip tease. You giggle and start with your blouse, unbuttoning it slowly, teasing him with cleavage before letting the blouse slide off your shoulders and reveal your lacy bra. Next comes your pants; Dabi eyeing the way your thighs jiggle and spill out. You look at him to get confirmation to go further. He nods his head as he bites his lip at the sight of you. You pull your panties down and stride over to the chair. He grabs hold of your waist and pulls you in. You straddle his waist and sink down on his lap. 

“Oh sorry, does that hurt?”

“If you sitting on my lap hurt me, I’d have a lot more day-to-day issues. No, sweetheart, it doesn’t hurt. You want to see how good it feels, though?”

You blush and look down, your hands following suit. Pulling the hemline of his boxers down, his dick springs up to greet you. You gasp when you notice the 3 bar piercings trailing up his length. You gently grab his shaft and poke at the foregin concept. Dabi inhales sharply, and you jump, scared you’ve hurt him. He chuckles and brings your hand back down. “Don’t be shy, doll.” He sits back and looks at you while you timorously jerk him off. After a few minutes, he couldn’t hold himself back any more. “Alright, my turn.” He lifts you up off him and switches positions. Dabi lets his hands roam, grabbing at your thighs and grazing over your cunt. He takes his fingers up to your mouth and you open, closing your lips down around his digits to lube them up. “Good girl,” he pulls them out and lowers them to your clit, rubbing circles that leave you breathless. He continues stroking his cock until he hears you whining for him.

“Please, fill me up..” 

“Someone’s eager.” He laughs, lining himself up with your clenching hole. He sinks himself in, head tilting back to the feeling. You grip the piercing chair and stare at his dick while it disappears inside of you. You focus on the feeling of the cold metal brushing against your walls. “Does it feel weird?”

“No.. ‘Feels good..” You moan, pawing at his chest to get him to keep going. Dabi catches the gist and he lifts your ass up to fuck deeper into you, hitting a spot that made your head go blank. 

“Look at you- what a dumb, needy mutt.” He pounds into you and you mewl, hoping no one walks into the shop. The feeling of his piercings makes your cunt feel tingly, the extra pressure bringing you closer to your peak. 

“Da-Dabi, I think I’m gunna-” 

“Did I say you could cum?” He slaps your ass roughly and continues, his pace becoming more ragged the closer he gets. “Can I,” you moan into his ear, “can I please cum, Dabi?” You furrow your brows and look at him with pleading eyes. Dabi grunts and still his pace. 

“Well come on now, I don’t get all day, sweetheart.” You whine but he stays still, so you grind yourself down on him, working yourself to your own release. Dabi pulls out after you calmed down and throws your shirt back at you. “So, how’d it feel?”

“Funny,” You admit, “but I definitely want to feel it again.. Maybe you should close up shop for the day.” You raise a brow to him. “I-If you don’t mind.”

“Such a shy little thing. Let me change that.”

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Day 8: ABO Bakugo

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Title: Run, Rabbit

Summary: Wolf Bakugo sees you playing out in the fields one day and decides it’s time for a snack

Cw: noncon/dubcon

Word Count: 749

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Life in the forest was peaceful and quaint, with just you and the meadows. You hopped around all day long with your adorable fluffy brown ears and plush cotton tail, munching on the grass in the field. Bakugo was a wolf of sorts, and he often hunted around this part of the forest. Unluckily for you, he happened to spot you taking your afternoon sunbath and decided he should have some fun. As natural prey, you’re hyper aware of your surroundings, so the moment the tallgrass moves, you’re on edge. No one has found this spot before, no one should be here. Were you being followed by a predator? If he’s too big, you won’t be able to defend yourself. Your tiny brain was running a thousand miles a minute until the grass suddenly stopped moving. You gaze out into the field and see no shadows. Maybe whatever it was is gone. You skip to the edge of the grass and smell around. The foriegn smell wafting into your nose was only a scent a wolf could give off. Suddenly, Bakugo lunges out and tackles your small figure, keeping you pinned to the ground. You yelp, trying to claw at him and push him away. He inhales your scent deeply and you hear a scruff growl come from him. He pins your tiny, soft paws above your head and leaves a bite mark on your neck. When he bares his sharp teeth, your natural instinct is to protect yourself and run away, but with him forcing you in place, that’s rather difficult. 

“P-Please don’t eat me..” You mumble out in a squeaky voice. Bakugo lets out a deep chuckle. 

‘Don’t worry shortstack, I’m not gunna kill ya. Just gunna have a little fun, is all.” His teeth sinks down into your neck, drawing blood, and you immediately scream and writhe beneath him. 

“Please just let me go!” You beg the wolf toppling over you. He showed no signs of getting up, especially when his giant wolf cock was weighing down your abdomen. You look down and see the thick white slick coming out of his cockhead. 

“You just want to fuck, don’t ya, bun?”

“Wha- no!! You’ll break me!” “Don’t lie- dumb bunnies always want to fuck, it’s instinct, sweetheart.” He tells you as his large paw comes down around your bunny cunt. His digits sink into your core and stretch you out, getting coated with your slick. Bakugo pulls his fingers out and shows them to you. “What’s this, hm? Is this little rabbit too shy to say what you really want?”

You avert your gaze from his narrowing eyes and he grips your face to force you to look at him. Bakugo smears your juices all over your face and laughs. “Bunny slut.” He scoffs. You continue to twitch beneath him, scared of what he’d do next. You feel his cock throb on top of you and he must’ve too, because he diverts his attention back to your core. There’s saliva dripping from his mouth and fangs, with a smell that screams danger. Suddenly, you feel his bulbous tip stretch your poor little hole out, and you let out a high pitched whine. “Oh hush, you’ll learn to like it.” He says, pushing himself in even further. Bakugo groans at the feeling of your tight walls clinging to him, the friction making a filthy shlopping noise. You hiccup a moan of pain, the stretch becoming unbearable. 

“Please, you’re gunna rip something!” 

“Shut it, carrots. Let your alpha take what belongs to him.” He grunts, bottoming out inside of you. His head rolls back and his tail is wagging just like a puppy. Bakugo picks you up and grabs your waist, sliding you up and down on his length. You grab his arms for support, feeling weak and helpless in size comparison. You let out a frail moan when you feel his cock start to knot inside of you. It hurts, but the pain turns into pleasure the more your bunny cunt flutters around his cock. He stills inside of you and you feel his seed pour into your womb and spill out, coating the base of his dick. You’re crying in pain, ears thumping his shoulder as you wait for his knot to calm down so you can run away. 

“We’re gunna be here for a while, bun. So tell me, what was a pretty bunny like you doing all alone in the fields?”

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Day 11: Stalker Tamaki

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Title: Watching From Afar

Summary: Shy. Tamaki Amajiki was too shy to tell you that he liked you. He couldn’t bother with all the small talk; it made him too anxious. He just likes watching you from afar.

Cw: yandere/ stalker themes

Word Count: 678

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 “Today, Y/N went to the bookstore and saw some old friends. She looked so pretty in the blue dress she was wearing, it’s really her color~” Tamaki boasts to Mirio. This was a normal conversation for them, given you had an eventful day. Tamaki Amajiki was quite infatuated with you, regardless of you knowing or not. He was far too shy to actually come up and talk to you, no matter how many times Mirio tried helping him. He was content with watching you from afar. 

You had just gotten off work, a 10 hour shift. You smelt, your clothes and hair a mess. But despite all this, Tamaki still saw only pure beauty whenever he watched you. He thought you moved so elegantly, so peaceful as you wore that smile on your face, like nothing could ever bother you. And nothing did. He made sure of it. He wanted your life to be as perfect as could be. You’d been saying to yourself how your good karma must be coming back to you recently, too. Little did you know it was because this man was making sure no one bothered you in any way. If someone even looked at you the wrong way, he would make sure they were dead. If there wasn’t a smile on your face, Tamaki would blame himself for not fixing the problem before it became one. He walked home with you to make sure no creeps tried anything; again, without your knowledge. He would smile at the way you skip down the street without a care in the world, snapping photos of you as you twirled around. You were perfect.

Today had been no different: you came home from work, made some food, and took a shower. He knew your schedule down to a T. He tried to be respectful when you showered, but it was just so hard when you left your window open constantly! He had a whole harddrive with photos of you in the shower, but could you really blame him? He was decent enough to wait until he got home to jerk one out to you, but not without a souvenir. When you showered, he often snuck into your house from your bedroom window and stole things. The shirt you were just wearing, your panties that were at the top of the laundry basket, anything that still smelt like you, really. Rubbing the soft lace on the tip of his cock, whining your name while imagining you there, talking down to him and degrading him. 

“P-please bunny, do that again.”

“What, step on this disgusting thing you call a cock? Bad boys don’t get to choose when Mommy makes them feel good. You’ll take what I give you.” You grabbed a fistful of his hair and made him look at you, his cheeks flushing red. 

“Yes Mommy.” he whined, practically crying from how badly he wanted you to touch him. 

He liked torturing himself with thoughts like that. The closer he got, the more desperate he got. Sucking your dried up juices out of your panties, wishing he could taste the real thing. Tamaki would twist his nipples while he panted your name through his parted lips, his other hand vigorously fisting himself until he came, then not stopping because, “Mommy will stop when she thinks you’ve had enough,” and, “You can go one more time for me, can’t you sweet thing?” 

Soon enough, he got a little more confident with his outings, pulling his dick out as he watched you through your window, touching your pretty little cunt, making yourself feel so good that your back arched and he could hear your moans ever so slightly. Cumming with you was the highlight of his day. Releasing his milky white cum all over his pants before going back to his place for round two, the image burned into his memory. 

Maybe one day he’ll become confident enough to take you home all for himself. He couldn’t bother with all the small talk; it made him too anxious.

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Day 14: Painter of the Night Aizawa

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Title: Private Photo Shoot

Summary: Aizawa took his usual route home from UA, and what caught Aizawa's eyes was you in a full catgirl cosplay. Aizawa wants to do a private shoot with you.. How much should he pay?

Word Count: 1.4k

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Aizawa took his usual route home from UA to pet the strays that roamed the streets. He loved this time of year, right before summer when it wasn’t overbearingly hot and he could still get away with wearing his usual black on black clothing. Most people already switched to their summer wardrobes- skimpy clothing including booty shorts and tank tops, great eye candy. But what caught Aizawa's eyes was you in a full catgirl cosplay, probably from a show he doesn’t have time to watch. The way the dress looked on you, almost so short your ass was hanging out, and it was lowcut, so your tits would spill over the sides when the photographer asked you for a downwards angle. He could stand here and watch you model all day. He walks a bit closer to blend in with the crowd you had formed, taking out his phone to sneak a picture. 

“Sorry, sessions are $30 for the hour- unless you have a product you want me to promote, then we can work something out.” you say before going back to doing those cute poses. He awkwardly puts his phone back down, but continues to watch. When people start to leave, he comes up to you and asks if you’re free for a private shoot tonight. 

“I typically shoot out in public; too many creeps nowadays, ya know?” you laugh. 

“Name your price.” 

“What?”

“Name your price to get a private shoot.”

Was this guy serious? You thought. He didn’t look all that put together, with his baggy clothing and scruff putting a few years on him.

“I’ll pay $500.”

“Fi-!” your eyes widen, “$500?! Man are you sure?” making such a high price for this must mean he’s desperate. “You don’t need to pay that much, $150 is fine for an hour.” You pull out your phone to set up the appointment.

“We could just go back now,” he says, “I have nothing to do for the rest of the night.” 

“Oh okay,” You smile, grabbing your bag, “Lead the way, then.” Aizawa and you talk for a bit before showing up at his apartment. It was near the center of town, which was good in case you needed to run. He invites you in and you set your bag down on the couch. 

“I have a few outfits if you want me to model those for you.” you go to unzip your bag but he stops you. 

“I’ve had a few for a while I’d like to see, I just didn’t have a model for them. Can we try those instead?” 

“Sure, just get ‘em for me and I’ll go change.” He steps out of the room and comes back with a few outfits in hand. You hold one up and it’s a blue lacy lingerie set that will definitely show your bare tits through them. You flash a weary smile. “I’ll be right back then-”

“Change in front of me.” Aizawa sits down on the couch, leaning with his hands behind his back. “I’ll pay whatever you want, just do it.” 

Despite the weird request, money is money and you need some, so you begin to take off your previous cosplay and strip down in front of him. Your shirt came first as you pulled it out of your skirt, lifted it above your tits, showing off the pink butterfly bra you had on. 

“God you’re beautiful.” You hear Aizawa mutter.

“Haha, thanks.” you reply, unzipping your skirt in the process. It falls to the ground and you hear him audibly gulp at your figure. You blush a bit since you’re practically naked in front of a complete stranger. Next comes your panties. Your finger dips under the waistband and pulls them down, revealing your bare cunt to him. You quickly put on the thong he gave you and find it doesn’t help much. Meanwhile, Aizawa’s loving the strip- show you’re putting on for him. He burns the image of you into his memory. He loves the way you shake when the cool air hits your skin, goosebumps littering your thighs. You took off your bra next, nipples perking up and teasing him through the lingerie top he gave you. 

“Do you have any poses you want me to do, or… should I just stand here?” you scratch the back of your head, blushing profusely. 

“Oh,” Aizawa clears his throat, “Yeah, just kneel on the ground for me..” He takes out his phone and opens the camera. He stands, overpowering you as you knelt on the ground. He points his camera down at you and he caresses your cheek with his hand, pointing your chin up to look him in the eye. Your mouth falls open a bit, not sure of what you should do. 

“You look so pretty like this. So small next to me, it’s cute.” he says in a low, coarse tone. You go to say something, but it just comes out in a frail moan. 

“Cat got your tongue? I promise I won’t touch you without your consent~” Aizawa reassures. 

“Please touch me.. I want it..” You whine while pawing at his leg.

“You’re such a needy thing,” he says, “and you’re just so pretty in that outfit that I can’t control myself.” His hand slides down to your neck, and he drags you up to meet his gaze. Hit knee goes in between your legs and it gives you just the right amount of friction to feel some relief. He smirks as you unravel on his thigh. You hear the camera snap and look at him with furrowed brows. 

“Don’t worry kitty, these are just for me..” he nudges his leg and you moan beautifully for him. His dick is straining in his pants and the thought of tearing that outfit off of you made him throb. You weren’t used to shoots ending up like this, so typical protocol was out the window. Aizawa bounces his knee into your cunt, feeling as you grind down on it. 

“Do you do this with all of your clients?” You shake your head and hold back a whine. “I’m surprised- you look like a natural~” Aizawa squats down to your level and stares into your glossy eyes with his tired ones. 

“How about we try on another outfit?” You nod in agreement, a little upset that he  got you riled up for nothing. Aizawa on the other hand, was just using that as an excuse to get you naked again. He helps you take off the top, fingertips grazing over your marbled nipples and pinching them. The way your body reacted to even his simplest touches made something in him go feral. He pushes you to your back and straddles you on the ground, arms pinned above your head. His teeth come down on your sweaty neck, leaving pretty purple marks where everyone would be able to see. You’d have to take a few days off work. 

“Ai-Aizaw-”

“It’s daddy, you brat.” he sinks his teeth down more and earns a yelp from you. He chuckles, letting his hand grope your tits, then trailing down to your hips, until his fingers landed inside of your cunt, scissoring around to accommodate for his girth. 

“Please just put it in, I can take it!” you beg, desperate for a feel of his throbbing cock. He takes his fingers out and sucks your juices off of them, groaning when he finally tastes how good you are. Aizawa pulls his sweats just enough to release his cock and wastes no time in lining up to your puckering hole and pushing past your warm walls. Needy moans fill the room as Aizawa thrusts into you, making sure to take pictures while you are in such a dazed, cock- hungry state. You buck your hips to match his pace while your hands pull him closer and claw at his back. 

“Scratching me like a kitty cat- how’d you know they were my favorite?” he says, colliding his lips with yours before you could answer. All you managed was a pathetic moan as you felt his cock hit your cervix. 

“Ahh, daddy, m’ gunna cum!” 

“Cum for me, princess. Cum all over daddy’s cock..” he was panting, clearly close as well. When your tight walls fluttered around him, he couldn’t help himself and came inside, hot white ropes painting your insides. Aizawa helps you get cleaned up after your highs die down, and you get all cozy on the couch. 

“How about we schedule another session for tomorrow?” Aizawa had a lot of money to waste on you. Gotta love the hero commission.

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Day 16: Overstim W/ Compress

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Title: Interrogation

Summary: The League kidnapped you for questioning, but you were more stubborn than you let on. Just looks like they’ll try interrogation method B.Cw: overstim, degradation

Cw: Degradation, overstimulation

Word Count: 1.6k

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“C’mon sweetheart, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way.” Compress crouches down to your level, hunched over on the floor, hands and feet tied behind your back. 

“Fuck you.” You spit back in his face. Sighing, Compress stands once again and gives you a soccer-like kick to the stomach. You scrunch over, coughing up spit and bits of blood after having the wind knocked out of you once again. “You guys just don’t give up, do you?” You manage, “I’m not telling you shit.” 

“Fine, have it your way,” He walks out of the room for a moment, but quickly returns. You scoff when he comes closer again, wishing someone else would handle the interrogation. 

“You know, for a villain organization, your interrogation department could use a little work.” 

“Do you know why they put me in charge of you today, sweet little Y/N?”

“Huh, cuz you’re too useless out on the front lines? If you weren’t standing in front of me right now, I wouldn’t have even known you worked for the league. You look like some sort of magician.”

“No no, those were the old days, when money wasn’t as tight and people could take a little dark humor..” he sighed, trying not to get distracted by his past. Right now, the only thing he had to focus on was getting you to crack. “Although I retired, I still have some tricks up my sleeve.” He tells you, flipping you on your back. 

“What? Gunna waterboard me until I confess? Been there, done that, and just between you and me, I kinda liked it~” You whisper, laughing when Compress has no response. This wasn’t your first hostage situation, but it was certainly one you’d remember. 

“I think you underestimate me, little girl, I’m not your regular magician, remember? I am still part of the league, after all.” You shrug, unfazed by his scare tactics. It’s when you fake yawn that you get your first wake up call. Compress shoves a gag into your mouth, clearly done with your bratty attitude. 

“Shoon’t you ack foh my coscent? Geeh..” 

“Consent? Honey, do you have any idea where you are?” He laughs. “I’m going to get answers from you, I promise you that.” He tightens the gag and you cough at the sudden pressure on your jaw. You roll your eyes and watch him dance around you, humming to himself while he plugs something into the wall and grabs rope. 

“Was’ that?”

“It’s to keep this pretty little toy in place.” He replies, showering you a huge wand vibrator. You smile, though it’s lost through your gaping expression. Compress ties the vibrator to your legs and you feel the silicone ball press roughly against your clothed clit. 

“Now; Every time you cum and I still don’t get my answers, your clothing will be taken off. So let’s see how much of a whore my little captive here is and see what’ll crack first: Her mind or body.” He turns the vibe on it’s lowest setting and the vibrations are barely felt through your tough jeans. You just sit there silently, listening to the whirr of the toy and Compress’s breath as he watched you. He was hoping you’d crack before he would, because watching such a pretty thing like you get off in front of him made him want to fuck the daylights out of you. 

“First question: Who sent you here?”

“You hould know dat bhy now.”

“You’re right, my bad. Let me rephrase.. Did the commission send you? Or was this mission more personal?”

“Fuck off.”

“As expected.” He leans back in his chair, watching as your hips start twitching on their own, subconsciously wanting more friction. “Is that body betraying you already? I thought you’d have more fight in you..” You stay quiet as you focus on something else. The vibrations were still at a low simmer, but you could feel yourself growing wetter by the second. Compress presses the button on the toy and you feel the vibrations increase. Your hips jerk up to the feeling, and you curse yourself out internally. 

“Next question: Where did your little meeting take place?” You look up at him with an expressionless face and shake your head. “You’re only making this harder for yourself, you know..” He sighs, slamming his hand against the chair. “I’m getting impatient already. Why don’t we change the rules of this little game?” Compress turns the vibrator off only for a minute as he tugs your pants below your knees. He slides your panties to the side and places the toy back to its position. He turns it up three settings, the vibrations becoming sporadic and unpredictable. You watch his face as he sits back and watches you. A devilish idea struck your mind at that moment. You look up at him and furrow your brows, letting out gentle moans. 

“What a whore. Enjoying your fun?”

You nod your head and maintain eye contact with him the whole time, and you can see his composure crumbling. Compress clears his throat. 

“Okay, next question. Was anyone else working with you? Or are you the only one who knows about the hideout's whereabouts?”

“Mmm fuck, sir, cah I cun?” Compress takes the gag off of you.

“Hm?”

“Fuck, sir, can I cum? If you’re gunna keep me tied up, it’s the least you could let me do.”

Compress laughs at you. “Cum as many times as you want- Either way, I’m not turning it off.” You slur a thank you as you feel yourself unravel on the toy, grinding against it through your orgasm. The oversensitivity already started, and you wished he’d turn the vibe off just for a second so you could collect yourself. “Gunna answer my question?”

“Fuck. You.” You reply, playfully sticking your tongue out at him. He cocks his head the other direction, feeling a bit defeated. Compress clicks the button once again and the vibrator is back to a steady whirr on your exposed and puffy clit. You whine out, trying to move away from it, but the ropes tied around you make that impossible. 

“This, ahh, this type of interrogation isn’t one I’ve been subjected to, fuck, before,” you pant, “but I’m not complaining. H-Hey maybe if this whole villain thing doesn’t work out, you can be a, mm, sex worker?” 

“Even when your whored out like this on display for your captor you still have such a bratty fucking mouth.” Compress’s voice lowers an octave. He kneels down beside your head, shoving two fingers into your mouth. “Even with that gag on you still wouldn’t shut the fuck up. I’m getting pretty tired of hearing that shitty voice. On to the main act!” He says. Compress grabs the gag and puts it back on you. You scoff and begin to tell him how this won’t shut you up, but you watch him while his hands sneak below his waistband and he pulls out his cock. Your eyes go wide in shock, realising you can’t exactly deny that going in your mouth because of the.. Circumstances. He pats his flushed red tip on your cheek, and then prods around your mouth with it. “Hope you’re hungry.” Compress says with a smile. His cock slammed against the back of your throat, finally giving in and relaxing around his length. You choked on it while his hand held your head in place, giving you no room to breathe. You moan around his cock and he pulls you back for some air. All the while, the toy was still stimulating your abused clit, approaching your second orgasm of the night. Your abdomen tightened with every wave of pleasure flowing through you, Compress’s dick not giving you much opportunity to tell him. I think he noticed either way. 

“Is someone about to cum? Want to give me that info yet, dirty girl?” His hand grabbed your throat from underneath and wrapped tightly around it. Your head was all fuzzy and your vision was blurred from tears. You whine and try shaking your head, but all that came out was strings of moans and coughs as the vibrator spilled you over the edge again. Compress just chuckled at your expression and the way you looked so nasty for him, tied up on the ground acting like a whore all because you’re too stubborn to answer his questions. 

He continues to thrust into your throat, abusing yet another part of your tired body, until his breath gets more staggered and you can see his dick throbbing before his hips still and thick cum shoots down the back of your throat. 

“Be sure to drink it all up, whore.” He commands. You keep sucking him off until he pulls out, and a thick trail of spit connects you both. “Such a dirty thing..” he mutters. Your body wants to give in and shut down. You feel like the pleasure will make you pass out soon if you don’t give in. It felt good at first but now the pleasure shifted into pain, and you wished your poor clit could have a break. Compress pulls the drenched gag out of your mouth and asks you once more, “do you want to talk now?”

“Ahh yes please… L’ talk jus, turn it off, please sir..” you cry out. He strokes your hair, turning to the toy and presses the off button. You sigh in relief, finally able to have a break. But it’s a shortlived moment, because Compress turns it back on, pleased by the scream you let out. 

“Sorry, little girl, but this stays on until my questions have been answered. Now, first question…”

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