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kissochako · 1 year
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𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 MHA EDITION
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summary: gn!reader x shouto, bakugo and kirishima
tags: gn!reader, fluff, headcannons
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KATSUKI BAKUGOU would take you on an arcade date. It’s a new and upcoming place, with all the latest games and the best environment for a weirdly romantically competitive date. You guys would go from game to game, seeing who can beat each other the most. Of course, you win, but not because of your skills. Rather, Katsuki yearns to see your victorious smile when he calls defeat, and your cute little winning dance that you do. It doesn’t matter if he’s not first place or winning, as long as he can see you smile like that, just for him, every time.
When the arcade prepares to close, and you and Katsuki are outside, he shoves a gift bag into your chest. You open it, to reveal the hoodie that he was possessive of the most. He gave it to you, because you had tried to steal it from him every time. To him, the hoodie means another step to being closer, being connected to each other despite any distance of separation.
EJIRO KIRISHIMA would take you hiking. Kirishima loves being active and most especially, being active outdoors! The fresh breath of air brings so much joy to him, what better way to spend valentine's other than to share the joy for you to experience? While you react to the idea in a hesitant manner, you’re glad that you considered going. On the trail, Ejiro offers to carry your bag, he carries you over any rocks or sticks that may harm your ankles, and gives you piggyback if your feet are tired. Sure, Ejiro is exhausted as hell, but once you guys hit the peak, it’s all worth it. Seeing your eyes glimmer and sparkle at the exhilarating sight, and he would do it over a hundred times over if it means seeing your smile hundred times over.
Ejiro invites you to sit down, to truly take in the view. You sit next to him, laying yourself on his side. He opens his backpack, to show a homemade miniature teddy, holding a card, professing his undying love for you. You hug him tightly and peck his cheeks lightly, repeating about how cute it is and you love him. After seeing your reaction, he suddenly forgets about the pain he had to endure for always accidentally poking needles into his thumb.
SHOUTO TODOROKI takes you out to the mall, which has all high end and designer brands. Shouto shows you around the place, as you aren’t used to being able to actually visit and buy items from such exquisite places, rather than gawking from the window. He knows every owner and manager of each store, so he’s able to give you private appointments of buying new clothes, jewellery and handbags. All the while, he’s in the corner, admiring how you can make any piece of material look so majestic on you.
After, you and Shouto get some food at a nearby restaurant, ending the night. He calls his driver to escort you back to your house. Once you arrive, you realise why Shouto didn’t ride with you tonight. He was busy making arrangements to deliver the most elegant and vibrant flowers that you’ve ever seen before. The whole porch was covered in a diverse yet artfully arranged assembly of flowers. You call him immediately to tell him how much you love him and are so gracious to him, while all he said was thank you, he was thinking of a whole novel to say to you.
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magma-frog0 · 1 year
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Shoto Todoroki x Curvy/Chubby fem reader (swf and nsfw)
(sfw)The first time he saw you in your hero costume, his jaw dropped. How the costume hugged your curves and tummy, he thought it was beautiful. He saw you as a Goddess and he loved it.
(sfw)He subconsciously grabs your thigh when he's next to you. Like when you're in the car or sitting on the couch next to him, he just grabs your thigh. He doesn't notice, and when you tell him, he won't stop he'll just look at his hand, smile and continue to hold your thigh.
(nsfw) He likes doing doggystyle because he can hold your waist and he can see your ass jiggle with every thrust, it makes him go feral.
(nsfw) whenever you bend over to pick something up, Shoto will get behind you grind his hips on your ass and say. "Fuck, you don't know what you do to me."
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teenandbeyond · 6 months
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Shoto. T x Fem. Black Ex Villain Reader
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 🎶Guess who's back? Back again. Guess who's back, guess who's back— 🎶 Edit: Lemme know if y'all want more oneshots on their lovestory and such (50 notes if you want a back story, if you pass it by even one, I'll give you a backstory and a smut if you want it.)
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Rainy Days
Warning(s): Fluff, (hints at suggestive language) adult Shoto
You and Shoto's dating life after you leave your villianous past behind.
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When you wake up, the first thing you see is hetrochromatic eyes already looking at you.
"Good Morning, [Name]."
"G'Mornin," you mutter into a pillow (his intense gaze with no preparation led to you resetting there).
"Your sleep talking is cute every time."
"Ony yud tink tat (Only you'd think that)." You finally turn to meet his eyes, "Want breakfast?"
He nods, "I've been hungry for a while."
You groan as you roll out of the bed, shuffling on some slippers, "Why didn't you wake me up sooner, Sho?"
"You looked peaceful. I could wait," as he got up to follow you, he re-tied his pajama pants.
As you made your way to the kitchen, you yawned, grabbing all the dishes you needed robotically; it was like a seamless routine.
Shoto made himself helpful and helped grab ingredients (which also subtly hinted at what he wanted).
Once everything was set out, he obediently sat at the kitchen island and watched you.
At this point, you'd taught him a little about cooking...but Shoto couldn't be awesome at everything.
After years of teaching him, he'd only managed to master eggs, toast, tea, and cutting vegetables on a good day.
The minute he started your playlist, you sang along like it was your duty as an R&B nerd.
And as he watched you in your element in his kitchen, he felt glad that you were given another chance.
His gaze went down your figure, from your blindingly beautiful smile and plump lips that he could never stop finding attractive no matter how much time passed...
To your hips that swayed with your head to the music; your legs that he loved to hold and have around his—
"Why're you looking at me like that?"
His eyes slid up to meet yours, "I just...I glad that you're with me. I love you."
You didn't know how those three words still managed to fluster you after years.
You smiled, "I love you, too. Wanna try this? See if there's too much seasoning for you?"
Shoto chuckled, "I've been with you long enough to handle some seasoning by now, [Name]."
But he didn't object to being fed, of course he didn't. He loved your soul food no matter what time of day it was.
He was glad that the others weren't here to see this time, sometimes the whole 'you two are a married couple' teasing would get on his nerves.
Let him get spoiled from his Queen in peace.
As he thoughtfully chewed, you kissed his forehead and got back to work.
"Should we go out today?"
"You might want to wear more than just my shirt before we do that."
You rolled your eyes, "Obviously. I hate to see what you'd do if anyone else saw me like this but you."
He stared at you in silence for a long time, you didn't realize he was until you placed the plate in front of him.
Not a twitch.
"Shoto?"
"Hm?" he blinked back to reality. (Oh, there goes gravity.)
"You okay?"
"I was thinking about what I'd do...Probably not the best thing to happen."
You weren't any less confused as he got to eating.
"What does that mean—?”
"—It'd be better if you didn't know."
Well, okay then...
"Besides, it's raining. There's nowhere to go."
Only now did you notice the rain pounding on the window.
"And on your day off, too..."
You felt fingers intertwine with yours before lips brushed against your knuckles.
"That's okay. We don't need to go out for me to enjoy time with you. Last night, for example—"
"—Anyway. We could watch a movie or binge a show."
"If we get to cuddle, deal."
Cuddling was admittedly Shoto's favorite form of physical affection with you.
He loved the way your head fit perfectly in the crevice of his shoulder and head.
He loved the smell of your shampoo while your hair brushed his cheek.
He loved that the curve of your body fit into his, he loved your warmth.
He loved the little whispers of love and affection passing your lips.
He loved the soft neck kisses.
Your nails grazing his back.
He loved your random muttering in English, hearing the slang he understood, the slang he didn't.
He loved the intimacy, he loved how close he could be to you. The pure affection. Something he'd craved for a long time.
He loved the vulnerabilty.
He loved what it represented, the first time the two of you cuddled after a long night of talking.
He loved the trust. The safety.
He loved cuddling with you because you were truly his home.
He needed you.
Absentmindedly, he began to kiss your neck as he went deeper into thought.
More than he realized sometimes.
His friends made him learn what friendship was.
But you taught him what love was like.
"S-Shoto?"
He handn't realized his hands had traveled.
"Yes?"
"What happened to inocently watching the movie?"
He smiled into his shirt, "I never said anything like that...besides, what else is there to do to repay you for the breakfast?"
Ahhh.
Shoto loved rainy days.
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dabislittlemouse · 1 year
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Isn’t he just like his big brother Toya? <33
May I ask you to leave the room? “No you may not” ITS SENDING MEE
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The sight of you wearing a white dress eases the darkness of the color.
It's a shade that paints his past and a reminder to who he really is. A hero, a son born out of a dysfunctional relationship, and a man burdened by his attempts to defy a generational cycle of abuse.
From it, Shoto never considered procreating or have a partner to be with. Despite his promises to be unlike his father, he constantly fears that he'll likely be his own type of monster.
But you never ridiculed him for such thought, let alone undermine the what-if's that backs him into a corner. You understood the magnitude of his concerns and acknowledge that the present doesn't guarantee his future.
People don't become villains overnight, after all.
You promised him your effort, your life, and if the home you two built have deteriorated to a loveless abode then you were forced to promise to leave it. With Shoto making sure you'll benefit from the separation just as much as his future children will. Regardless how assured you are that he'll never be a man that commands the world for his own selfish need. He wanted to give you an opportunity that his mother never really had.
Now, both of you finally stood at the altar. You were incredibly dazed by the lights. While Shoto was completely charmed by you in white.
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nerd-of-karasuno · 2 years
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How They Feel About You Meeting Their Parents Drabbles
Midoriya is a little shy about you meeting his mom, but he's happy to introduce you to her. He has gone on quite a few rambles about you over the phone, so Mama Midoriya feels like she already knows you. She even had her son pass on the message that you are very much welcome in her home. Midoriya has been trying to figure out a good time to introduce you two in person, but unfortunately more and more villain attacks keep taking place, so it's not happening super soon.
No. Absolutely not. Bakugo cannot stand the thought of you meeting his parents, especially his mother. He is more then well aware of the fact he can't hide that he has a partner from them forever, but he wants to postpone telling for as long as he can. Bakugo does not want you to hear all the stories of his childhood that he knows his parents are going to tell.
If you're in Class 1-A, the chances that you've met Shoto's father are pretty high. He did not introduce the two of you himself and if he did, he would have probably waited a bit longer. As for his mother, Shoto doesn't talk about her too much in the beginning, but he does write to her about you in his letters. Once he is comfortable enough, Shoto will bring you into the hospital his mother is staying in. This does take some time though, so please don't pressure him.
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fan-therapy · 1 year
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Infatuation- Shoto Todoroki ♟
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absolutely no one asked for this but i was listening to some yagami yato and started thinking so this is what you get. anyways it has no plot whatsoever and it's probably shitty but yeah enjoy ur plotless smut :)
Warnings-NSFW NSFW NSFW. oral sex (female receiving), shoto is kinda dom but there's no like obvious dynamics, reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns, petnames (darling, love, baby), fingering (lmk if there are more and i'll add them!!!)
"Oh... I suppose I should have knocked."
Y/n spun around in her bed- humiliation. She gasped as Todoroki's eyes scanned over her body. She was completely undressed, hair disheveled, fingers rubbing between her legs as she chased her release.
"Sho... I'm sorry you had to see this..." She yanked her sheets up over her nude form. He shook his head.
"Oh, no, don't worry. Well, if you would like some... help... I am more than happy to assist you."
"S-sorry?"
He smirked. "Don't apologize. Should I leave or would you like me to come closer..?" Closing the door behind him, he stepped towards the frail, nervous girl as she backed herself against her headboard. His lustful gaze was intimidating, but she had to admit that it was alluring...
He leaned down next to her, placing a hand against the wall behind her to trap her in place. She let out a small whimper.
"Oh love. You're so desperate. Y/n, if you want this, you have to tell me."
"Please?"
"Be sure. Tell me. Don't be shy, darling."
He climbed onto the bed with her, shoving his knee between her legs and pinning her underneath his weight. She let out a breathy moan of his name, before being hushed by his lips pressing onto her own. She pushed forward, up on him, and was instantly plowed back into the matress under his much stronger body. His knee pushed up against her wetness, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her that burst out in a loud moan as she pulled away. Her hands jumped to cover her mouth.
"Don't cover yourself. Let me hear how good you feel, baby."
"hah... someone's going to hear-"
"Let them. Show them that you're mine." With a small, feral growl, he pulled away and slid down between her thighs. She gasped. His mouth was inches from her heat, so close that she could feel his breath fanning over her clit. She let out a shaky breath.
"You don't... have to do this." She squirmed from the lack of stimulation.
"Darling... do you think that I am only doing this for you? That is incorrect. I am a selfish man. Of course, I want to help you, but... there is a part of me that wants to see you squirm and cry. I want to see you that vulnerable." He pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh.
"Sho- " A loud whine cut her off as his tongue licked up her clit. Seeing her sensitivity, Shoto dived into lick and slurp against her warmth.
"You're so tense. Relax, Y/n. Let me take care of you." Her hips bucked against his mouth, then were shoved down by his hand pinning her to the bed. His free hand moved to rub against her slit, before sliding two fingers into her as she gasped. Desperate whines erupted from her throat as she reached down to tangle her hands into his hair. She subconsciously pulled on his hair, whining wildly. He sighed at the pain in his scalp.
"Shoto- 'm gonna- I'm gonna cum-"
"Y/n, come undone for me. Come on my mouth. Let me taste you. Don't be shy."
Hips bucking again as his fingers continued to pump against her walls and his tongue still circled her clit, she let out a loud moan of his name, still reaching her high. He added another finger into her. With one final thrust into her sweet spot, she moaned at the top of her lungs as she clenched around his fingers. Her orgasm washed over her like a wave over a beach, and she was left with her eyes rolling into her head as Shoto pulled away from her.
"Oh, Y/n... you look exhausted." He brought his hand to wipe her juices from his chin. "Why don't I get a towel to clean you up?" She nodded slowly as she propped herself up against the headboard.
"Are you alright, love?"
"I'm okay... but I have to say, that was the best fingering I've ever had."
He chuckled. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."
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dowernyl · 7 days
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RANDOM SHOTO SKETCH ‼️‼️‼️
He's actually kind of pretty now that I think about it and forgive me for giving him no eyebrows
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thisteaistoosweet · 1 year
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A set of commissions and their alts from back in April. Included the versions I liked the most.
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sketcheups · 1 year
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kinda late psgh
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francforever · 1 year
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These two are my absolute favourite and I would kill to have more interactions with them. That’s it that’s the post.
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kissochako · 1 year
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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐘
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summary : poor shoutie forgot his birthday:(((
tags : shouto x gn!reader, ily world words, implications of insecurities. 0.5k words
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Shouto’s birthday was just a normal everyday for him.
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The first rays of sunlight lit up you and Shouto’s room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. He reached out for your warmth, only to be met with the cold feeling of desolation.
You weren’t going to work nor university today, so there couldn’t be a proper excuse as to why exactly you were up so early. You and Shouto had always taken advantage of days when there was no work, no university or any social events, to just enjoy each other’s embrace and ignore the events of the world beyond the bed.
However, you weren’t here. Shouto ponders, has he forgotten about any social events? Did you have an exam? Or perhaps something came up? He tried to think logically, but his heart rushed ahead. What if you didn’t want to stay with him in the mornings anymore? Was it uncomfortable for you?
He dreadfully dragged his body out of bed, putting on some sweatpants. Was he just, not good enough for you anymore? He looked at himself in the mirror, and wondered what could possibly be wrong with him? He knows he hasn’t been the best boyfriend lately, because of his academics and aspiration to be a hero.
As he was self-pitying himself, he hadn’t noticed the faint scent of burning in the kitchen. He just assumed that it was the aftermath of his fire quirk.
DING DONG!
Was it you? He rushed over to the door, carelessly knocking over a lamp in desparation. He needed your touch, he needed your aroma, he needed your voice, he needed you more than ever.
“Y/n..!!” He was heavily breathing due to his fire quirk heating him up. It was you. Standing right there in front of his eyes. Despite how much he yearns to say to you, to yell at you, to complain, to cry, just to you, he stays quiet regardless. All because of your just, perfect and infectious smile. How could he stay mad at you? How could literally anyone on earth feel any anger towards you?
“Shouto? You’re up?” You inquired before walking past and placing a dainty white box and a colourful gift bag on the kitchen countertops. “Well, it’s a good thing you’re awake while the cake is still fresh.
Oh shit. He’s a terrible boyfriend. You most definitely deserve better. How could he forget the anniversary date? He swore it was just a couple of months later. He was questioning all the reasons why you’ve gone out, but why did it not even cross his mind once? He was here, questioning everything while your sweet soul was out thinking about him!
“I’m.. so, so sorry.” You looked at him with your adorable doe eyes, asking him why he was sorry, after all, it was a pretty special day.
“Shouto, cheer up! It’s your birthday.” You kissed him gently on the lips, and god, all of his past thoughts were forgotten once he was reminded of his warmth. You directed him to a seat, “Come sit, I’ll slice some cake.”
You opened the box to reveal an All Might themed cake, with the words ‘Happy birthday Shouto!’ iced on top. He nearly cried at the sight. At most, he rarely got a cupcake with a candle, and to think that someone like you put in so much effort for someone like him, sets his heart aflame.
“Y/n.”
“Hm?”
“I love you.. So much.”
Shouto now looks lovingly at the calendar, envisioning his birthday to be just like his last one. Shouto looks forward to his birthday.
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loversdelusions · 2 years
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Hi idk if tumblr ate my ask , but I’m the one who requested for the next generation of the big 3 and I love every second of it and boi I laughed of the thought of the cat jumping at Deku when he was at the window (don’t worry guys the cat is fine , Deku not so much XD )
Aw, I am glad that stuck, also deku really wants your cat to love him but he just cant, he just can't.
Bakugo and the cat have a dominance issue, though the cat enjoys Todoroki's perfectly warm/cold lap combo. He's mostly stuck with it on his lap as it purrs, him afraid to move and wake you while the cat rolls around happily.
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teenandbeyond · 4 months
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Shoto T. x Dom. Fem Reader
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Tumblr won't let me edit once in drafts?? Idk
Want more from me? Masterlist 2
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Misunderstanding
Warning(s): Smut, kinda choppy cause this was done forever ago between classes, curse words, idk what else
Shoto misunderstands your arrangement...
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“This is my friend, [Name].”
Oh, you hated that sentence with a burning passion.
Especially considering you were more than that.
You leaned into Shoto’s ear, “I didn’t know a friend ate out another friend the way you did yesterday night.”
Only you saw the subtle bob of his Adam’s apple.
Shoto knew very well of the activities that you engaged in.
The only problem that you hadn’t realized until this evening?
He seemed to think you were only friends, despite you making it very clear that you’d passed that level.
Though you couldn’t blame him, he was new to relationships more intimate than friendships.
Hence, why he thought you were still friends. Even though every other night he’s balls deep—
“[Name]?”
“Yes?”
“Champagne?”
“Please.”
He knew you liked these stuffy galas as much as he did.
Which wasn’t at all.
All anyone would do is come up to him and try to make connections since he’s a high-profile hero—all night.
That’s how he met you, during his escape one year, he ran into you.
And then he’d take you as his date to any of them he didn’t prefer, letting you be his excuse to leave early.
“I’m sorry, I have to go. My friend [Name] here is exhausted, you understand.”
At some point, you became more than his excuse to leave, first a friend, then whatever you were now.
You were his first experience with something intimate, it was a process of years to build him up to his level of sexual comfort now.
And he appreciated your patience.
Now, Shoto craved something more with you…he didn’t know what it was, what was missing.
But he knew he wanted it.
He didn’t know why saying you were a friend left a bitter taste in his mouth every time he said it.
Or why he felt like strangling the men who looked at you hungrily at every stuffy party.
Or why he had sudden urges to kiss you, even in front of all the people.
Why you made him feel all jittery even outside of the bedroom.
He wanted to know why.
But he couldn’t ask you, never. He feared it would cross the boundary of friendship you had.
And the last thing he wanted to do was ruin what you had.
You pulled him out of his thoughts with a request to dance.
“Of course, you know I love dancing with you.”
The only time he liked dancing was when it was with you.
He liked holding your waist, your hands touching his body with even the purest of touches.
But he loved the eye contact the most.
Even from the beginning, you were never thrown off from his eyes. And he loved the connection he felt.
By the second song, he allowed a small smile on his face.
“Hey, [Name]?”
“Hm?”
“Thank you for being such a good fri–”
He was cut off with a finger to his lips.
“I swear if I hear you say that one more time.”
He raised a brow, utterly confused.
“You know? I think I need to clarify this confusion for you,” you traded your index finger for a thumb that teased his bottom lip.
Shoto involuntary shivered at the look you gave him, he knew that look.
“Think they’ll mind if we leave way too early?”
“Here.”
You couldn’t hide the surprise on your face, though you were intrigued, “Here? At your father’s little party?”
“He’ll be looking for me later—my stupid speech thing. I don’t want him harassing me with phone calls if I leave.”
“I see. You want to be a good little son, hm?” you couldn’t stop the smirk that appeared.
“Quite the opposite,” he teased your thumb past his lips.
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“Take it off.”
Shoto shed off the suit jacket of his three-piece suit.
It didn’t take long before there was nothing left to hide his torso from you.
You kissed his neck.
He let out little pants, a little embarrassed he would still tremble at the feeling.
“I won’t–leave marks so you can still look allll pretty for your daddy~”
“I want them. Want them all to see.”
You couldn’t say no to a cute little whine like that.
“Ah~”
You didn’t hold back all the love bites, his neck, his chest, his delicious abs.
“[Name], I want to—I want to touch you, too. Please.”
“We have something to clear up first,” you trailed the hand that was at the band of his pants even lower. You giggled as the gasp he let out.
“Clear up? What do you—fuck.”
You rubbed your hand over his eagerness.
“You seemed to be confused with what we are. What did you call us? Friends?”
“We-we are…”
“No, no. Sho, that isn’t what we are. Friends don’t make friends feel like this, don’t touch them like this.”
He couldn’t think properly once you’d pulled him out from his slacks.
Then you kissed him roughly, passionately.
He desperately kissed you back.
Then you pulled away before he was ready, he tried to chase your lips.
“We’re a lot more than friends. Friends don’t kiss like that.”
“I want–want more, please…” he gasped out.
You smiled, “I’ve noticed you learned how to ask nicely. Good job, Shoto.”
You didn’t miss how he twitched in your hand at the praise.
“Please, I—” his breath hitched.
“What do you want, baby?”
Your mouth, he wanted your mouth but he couldn’t find the words to say.
“Mouth—You, I want—I need—Hah~”
“You’ll have to earn it, Shoto. You know how to do that, don’t you?”
Within seconds he was lifting up the bottom of your dress and placing you on a desk.
“Someone’s eager.”
You openly watched as he dove in, his nose brushing a wonderful spot before he dug in.
A high-pitched gasp left you, Shoto was a quick learner, he’d learned what to do and how to please you.
This was different.
He had a whole different vigor, gripping your thighs tight. And the contrast between his hands and tongue never gets old.
You run your hands in his hair, moaning your approval.
“You know, if we were just friends, you wouldn’t have this. Someone else would.”
“I don’t wanna…” was all he could groan out before he lost himself in you again.
He didn’t like sharing. He wanted your body to only be for him and his only for you.
He decided he’d convince you he deserved you, putting a whole new level of effort into it.
And you noticed, you were unable to hold back your sounds of pleasure as much as you usually did. You were getting loud. And when you felt your eyes about to roll back, you had to stop him. You couldn’t lose control here.
“Shoto—Stop.”
He leaned away on his knees, chest heaving. He looked up at you in desperation, eyes blown out.
Your legs quivered a little and his eyes flicked back down, hungry for more.
“Your turn.”
“But I didn’t make you…I should’ve–”
“–Your turn.”
A few minutes later he was bucking into your mouth, begging, pleading.
“Please, I want to—I need to—Please~”
You pulled away, him whining at the action.
He watched as you slipped off your dress, trading the noise for silence. Only watching.
Almost a little predatory.
Maybe there was some dominance in there somewhere that was hidden, hidden until he got a little more comfortable to try.
Perhaps you’d explore that with him another day.
For now…
“Now, let’s get something clear–Sit down.”
You had motioned to the desk, but he was so out of it, he sat in the chair.
It didn’t matter, you supposed.
You caged him between your arms, “We aren’t friends. We’re more than that. The things we do are things that lovers do.”
“Only lovers touch each other the way we do. Kiss each other. Fuck each other.”
Lovers?
There’s was something else to call what you were? Shoto didn’t realize.
“I want to be that.”
“Good. So we’re not confused anymore?”
He shook his head.
But something was still missing, he swore it.
“I want to…go on dates and things like that…”
Your body language was open, listening, he continued.
“I want to only belong to you…and I don’t like when other guys look at you how I look at you. I want to kiss you. A lot and…all these other things I don’t understand.”
It seems both of you had misunderstood what you desired to be.
You thought he had just misunderstood there was a difference between friendship and what you were—what you thought, anyway.
He wanted to be more than lovers.
He wanted to be with you.
Was it strange that it made you feel warm inside?
“That would be…something more than lovers, Shoto.”
“Something more?”
“That’d be a romantic relationship. That’s what being exclusive to each other in a romantic way is. You do a lot of things together other than sex. Is…that what you want?”
He nodded his head.
That made all of this different now.
“Okay.”
Your next kiss was gentle.
So gentle it made him flush harder than he ever had.
“I’ll make this different okay? It won’t be like the other times.”
He bit his lip as you settled onto him; slowly.
“Fuck~”
You moved slow at first, his hands settled on your hips.
“Shit—Shoto, you’re mine. All mine, you got that?” you groaned out.
“All yours, yes.”
It didn’t take long for the pace to get faster.
But it was different, it was filled with something Shoto couldn’t put into words.
It made him feel whole. Made him want to scream. Made him want to smile. Made him want to cry.
He expressed it with his hands, squeezing before one moved lower.
“Yes, touch me right there.”
You tightened around him, making him whimper into a kiss.
He was close.
Your kisses went down his jaw, then his throat, “Go ahead, baby.”
He gasped, releasing it all. His hips were out of control as he emptied everything.
But eager to please you, he kept moving until you did, too.
It took a few minutes to recover, bodies pressed together in the chair.
“So, Shoto?”
“Hmm?”
“Whose office is this? You seemed to know exactly what room to go to. Do you know when they’ll come back?”
All he did was breathlessly chuckle.
The only reason he’d be laughing like that, with a hint of mischief in his tone…
“You didn’t!”
“I did. He’ll never know.”
You pulled away enough to laugh, “It’s your dad’s office! That’s like, the biggest ‘fuck you’ you can give.”
“It’ll take a while to fully forgive him, I couldn’t help it since I had the opportunity. He deserved it.”
You fell into a fit of giggles, “Petty ass.”
At some point, you finally got straightened up and dressed, leaving the room on your way back to the party.
Shoto raised a brow when you stopped him.
“Where’s your tie?”
“Hm?”
He looked down and noticed it was, in fact, not on him.
“Did you forget it in the room?”
He smirked, “Well, guess dear old Dad will be getting a little token of our appreciation, for the used space.”
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dabislittlemouse · 1 year
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Anime & Manga // Toya vs Shoto
My emotions are all over the place, seeing this animated hurts even more than it did back then in the manga I can’t-
And when Toya said “Nii-chan” 😭
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meltie-uwu · 2 years
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Decoraroki❄️🔥
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