#shoto thirst

[darkmajesty-xo]

more pornstar au ! a romantic scene w. shotoroki 😩

18+ MDNI

shoto is a fan favorite. most girls love to fuck him because he makes each scene a true ✨experience ✨. with shoto it’s like the cameras aren’t even there because he makes you feel like you’re the only girl in the world.

he pulls you against his bare chest as he leans against the headboard, kissing your shoulders softly and kneading your breast. one hand trails from the column of your throat down the front of your body to rest above your womb.

“how would you like it if i put something right here ?” his whispers are soft against your ear, not even the microphones could pick it up. it makes you believe him . it makes you want it.

he pulls your ear between his teeth, sucking at the lobe while his blunt nails scratch the sensitive skin above your pantyline. his thumb skims underneath and he snaps the material making you mewl. he smiles against your skin, closing his eyes to sniff your hair while twisting your nipples.

“your hair smells nice” it’s an off handed compliment but the small praise has you rubbing against his thickness.

“please touch me, sho” you whine, all needy and small. it makes his cock twitch in his sweats.

“i am touching you, baby. don’t you feel me ?” his hips roll upwards, rewarding you with brief friction on your buzzing mound. he continues to kiss your neck and shoulders while his hands twist your nipples and rub along your pantyline.

frustration bubbles beneath your skin. the sensations are simultaneously under and overwhelming.

“more, sho.” you turn to kiss him, running your tongue against his soft lips before delving into his mouth. your hand tugs at his hair, earning a soft grunt from the man but his ministrations never stop. he continues to pinch and pull your nipples at a languid pace and delicately caress your stomach. “please , i want it” you whisper, resting your forehead against his.

“you have no idea how beautiful you sound” his spit soaked lips move against yours, the hand teasing your breast moves to cradle your cheek. “but I can’t read your mind, you have to tell me what you want. can you do that for me ?”

his hand slowly moves from your cheek to wrap around your throat but he doesn’t squeeze. he rests it there, like a collar. your lips meet again but this time he leads the kiss.

“please tell me, sweetheart. i just want to help” his tone is soft but commanding. his dominant aura constricts you, it makes it so easy to slip away into that fuzzy headspace.

“i want to cum. please help me cum shoto” you whine, spreading your legs lewdly and pulling his hand inside your panties.

shoto is happy. his long fingers delve into your wetness then circle your pulsating center.

“see, i knew you could do it. I’m so proud of you baby”. fleeting kisses are pressed against your shoulder just as the digits plunge into your wetness. “let’s get you fixed up , okay ?”

#shoto todoroki #mha shoto #mha todoroki #mha smut #todoroki smut #todoroki x reader #todoroki x black reader #shoto x reader #shoto x black reader #todoroki drabble #todoroki thirst #shoto drabble #shoto thirst

[yesitsmewhataboutit]

The look Todoroki has after you’ve absolutely sucked his soul through his dick and swallowed every part of his essence, and then cuddle up to him like it’s nothing. After all these years he still cant fathom how you could give the best, sloppiest, eye rolling, toe curling, mouth drying head, and then just lay on his chest and drift asleep as if your mouth didn’t make his head spin 30 seconds ago.

Acting like he wasn’t shaking from such a powerful orgasm. He’s still there catching his breath and to you it’s nothing. You’re just so satisfied with yourself that you don’t care about anything else. You can’t help but have a smirk on your face.

You just did atrocious, horny, devil sent things to his cock, and you act so innocent like you did nothing. You cuddle up to him, foreverbeing his cuddle bear, yet he just cannot wrap his head around it. And frankly, he probably never will.

It just makes him love you more and more.

#todoroki thirst #bnha shoto thirst #shoto thirst #mha thirst #bnha thirst #demon time with yoko #thirst hours #daily thirsting with yoko #todoroki smut #shoto todoroki smut

[pervysenpaix]

Step Daddy HCS | s. todoroki

Summary: headcannon cause my brain is broken but it was necessary to discuss men just menning 🫠 , finkin bout doing ‘kiripima next 🥺

Warning: ProHero AU, single mom reader, toddler with teleportation quirk, fluff , nipple play , pussy job ? , MDNI 💔

❄️Shoto🔥| who meets you and your toddler at a park one evening during his patrol

❄️Shoto🔥| who’s startled when the three year appears out of nowhere pulling his shirt and babbling about him being his favorite hero

❄️Shoto🔥| who is flattered but concerned because he doesn’t know where the little guy came from but he sorta gets the idea when he hears what can only be the frantic screech of a terrified mother

❄️Shoto🔥| can’t help but smile when he reunites you with your son who you’re scolding for misusing his quirk but kissing at the same time.

❄️Shoto🔥| says it’s no big deal , “it’s just apart of the job, ma’am” when you thank him over and over but he can’t help but feel a little flustered at the feeling of your soft hands around his.

❄️shoto🔥| is shocked to see you and your baby walking into his agency the next day with a basket full of goodies as a thank you

❄️Shoto🔥| notices the bright gleam in your son’s eye, and asks you guys to join him in his office for lunch

❄️Shoto🔥| has an amazing time laughing and chatting with you and your little one , passing around bowls of soba noodles and dumplings, and swelling with pride when your son starts blabbing about how much he looks up to him.

❄️Shoto🔥| who’s having such a great time that he wishes that he didn’t have to go back on patrol and him being the blunt boi that he is tells you just that.

❄️Shoto🔥| is pleasantly surprised when you tell him that you don’t mind stopping by again the next day.

❄️Shoto🔥| quickly incorporates your little sessions into his daily schedule and looks forward to hearing about your day and spending time his son.

❄️Shoto🔥| is shocked but not surprised when that little internal slip up happens because even though it’s only been a few months , it feels like forever with the amount of time you spend together.

❄️Shoto🔥| makes a show of asking you out , sending dozens of red and white roses to your doorstep with a handwritten card that says “will you have me?”

❄️Shoto🔥| who loves his “make ready” family and wants to spend 98% of his time with you and your son.

❄️Shoto🔥| chooses to spend the other 2% with his fat cock running through your folds.

❄️Shoto🔥| grips your thighs softly while grinding your “fat lil puss” up and down his member.

❄️Shoto🔥| groans into your shoulder each time the mushroom tip of his dick catches at your entrance but refuses to put it in until you’re “ready”

❄️Shoto🔥| latches on to your nipple—swirling his tongue around the bud and rolling it in his teeth while his fingers tweak and pulls the other.

❄️Shoto🔥| is basically edging himself but he doesn’t care because feeling you quiver and cum all over his lap is satisfying enough.

❄️Shoto🔥| waits until you’re good and dumb— all watery eyes and syrupy sweet babbles of you begging him to fuck you.

And who would ❄️Shoto🔥| be to deny such a request ?

@xogabbiexo , @plussizeficchick , @erenyeagerswhore , @blkchxrryblyss , @nasty-quillz , @chaiiskindagross , @namjoonswifeyy , @trashybandit , @tsukihime25 , @erenyeagerswhore , @depressinglyhauwt , @simpliheavenli , @endeavours-jockstrap , @mhathotfic , @unsatisfiedanddisappointed

#shoto todoroki x reader #shoto thirst #shoto x black reader #todoroki x black!reader #todoroki smut #shoto smut #mha smut #mha x black!reader #mha x black fem reader #mha x single mom #shoto x single mom #stepdaddy hcs #stepdaddy!mha

[dorimena]

Here I am again to share fantasies with you ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

I imagine Shoto would try his best to be a good boy, but I think almost every sub sometimes wants to be punished. However, as Shoto is Shoto, I think he would try to do something to get punished and they would end up failing several times. Until I come to you and say "P-please.... P-punish me" all shy and embarrassed

This boy is so accurate but it would be interesting to slap his dick until he cries and begs for mercy, I like him so much (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡

Imagine how he would react to being tied up and slapped on the dick? (/^-^(^ ^*)/

omg omg omg omg omg I love dick slapping (≧◡≦) ♡

Shoto just trying his best to break the rules you set in place, all because he loves how you punish him and you haven't done so in so long, so he just gets so desperate

Too desperate that he doesn't even care if his dick is stinging with every slap it receives because his brain no longer seems to work. he's dumb, he went dumb, all because you're tapping on his tip, flicking his balls, mercilessly taking out your frustration of his bad attitude the past few weeks to his dick and he just wants to cum (つω`｡)

You won't even let him cum all because of his stunts, all because he wanted this. He wanted this right? Of course he did, and he does, he doesn't want it to stop but he also wants it to stop ? It hurts, even more than being overstimulated, but god he's enjoying how hot his body keeps getting, how his thighs keep quivering as the ropes force them to stay opened and his fingers twitching to feel you, touch you, or himself.

Cute whimpers that range in volume and pitch depending on where and how your hand lands, or if you decide to edge him just a little longer.

He's choking on his groans because he's kind of in pain, but he doesn't want you to stop. Keeps speaking gibberish about how he's been a bad boy, a brat, so mean to you, so deserving of your punishment.

But the punishment is so good that he forgets to warn you about how close he was to cumming, and now your hand is sticky with his cum and his mouth is opened as he's gasping your name, eyes clenched shut so tight you can see some tears being squeezed out.

Shoto tenses up when he feels you slapping his dick again, as if he didn't just cum, and he finally does let out his pained gasps and soft groans, his small whimpers and pleas to stop because he can't, he can't anymore. He got what he wanted

But you didn't, you want to ruin this boy again and again and see how many more slaps to his dick till he starts crying loudly

#✿;impurity #𝖙𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖎.𝖘 #sub bnha #mha smut #bnha smut #shoto thirst #mha thirst #sub shoto

[nocturnalazura]

Freaking salmon ladder and Shoto

They way I would just stare at him

on my knees

Drooling

It’s be impossible to not watch him. The way his muscles move with each jolt of his body. The sweat slowly trickling down the chest plains of harsh muscle. I mean it would be a crime to not watch.

Then he drops down and lands so gracefully. Grabs his water bottle and downs it easily. And of course, shoto as per usual has no idea just how hot he is so he just gives you this stupid little puppy dog smile and god he’s a menace.

#shoto thirst #Todoroki thirst

[jackkilmerlvr]

your breaths came out soft and slowly, his tongue and lips caressing your neck as he cuffed your boob softly. kissing your chest, he slowly moved down your body, your hands fingering through his hair.

his lips felt hot and needy against your body as he played with the band of your small night shorts. your small fingers brushed around his nipples, feeling his bigger hands start to slide your night shorts off your waist. his breaths were fast and needy against your skin.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby. Now take these off.”

| bakugou, deku, denki, kirishima

#bakugou x reader #bakugou drabble #bakugou smut #bakugou thirst #kirishima smut #shoto todoroki #shoto smut #denki kaminari #denki smut #kirishima eijiro imagine #denki thirst #shoto todoroki x reader #deku smut #deku midoriya #izuku smut

[we-are-maladaptive]

Breeding ‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧ Stock

Shouto Todoroki x Cowgirl!Reader

REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Feel free to send me an ask and I’ll write it for you! Remeber to check the rules first.

CONTENTS: smut, breeding (duh), pussy pounding (teehee), hybrids, talks of past abuse, lactation kink, shouto is like in his late 20, early 30s, loss of virginity, master/pet dynamics, oral (f reciev.) Word Count: 2.7k (Proofread! :D)

It seems like people like you are not so lucky as humans. Humans get to do whatever they want, whenever they want, and it’s not fair. Being strapped in a cage all day long.. waiting for someone to take you home n’ milk you dry, maybe breed you.

Breed... you hated that word. You just wanted a life where you could be free, and not have to worry about being someone’s pet. Unfortunately for you, you were one of the best stocks in the farm. The freshest of milk, and the prettiest of faces. This meant that you were being dragged for display almost every time a rich, old buyer came around, flaunting your pretty tits and perky nipples through the thin fabric of your white dress. Praying that the price tag clipped to your ear will be enough to drive them away... sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes the buyers will get a little too close, so when they get a bite on the finger or arm and they scurry away, a few lashes at your behind is better than staying with those creeps.

One day, though, another rich man comes inside... he’s a handsome man, and looks way more decent then the crooks that usually come in the store. You hear one of the clerks scurry in his direction-

..”Oh my! Hello good sir! What are you in for today?”

“I’m here to purchase a cow.”

“Oh! I see. Is there any type you are interested in?”

“...Your best cow.”

A pair of heavy footsteps were walking to your cage, but you didn’t pay any mind to it, too engrossed in your own thoughts. You were always so shaky during a time like this, what if the price, or a bite on the arm, isn’t enough to drive them away? You can’t stay here forever...

“I’ll take her.”

Your head perked up immediately.

“O-oh! Are you sure you want to buy her? You haven’t even touched her ye-”

“I said I’ll take her. Do I need to repeat myself again?”

“Of course not sure! The price is 300,000 yen. She’s of high value.”

You looked the man in the eyes, his gaze softened when he met your eyes, maybe because they were currently filled with fear.

His eyes met the clerk again.

“...Seems fair. Lead me to the paperwork. If there's anything else I need to know, do tell me.”

...

You were terrified.

This man was large, and could easily overpower you. You stood no chance against him, so you stayed quiet and timid in the back of his car.

“Where...where going?” Dumb thing. Could barely manage to understand a few words.

“..We are heading home. You won’t be familiar, but don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.”

Home? You have never had a home before, always stuck in the cage. He said it so gently too, maybe it’s worthless to be so panicky.. he seems sincere.

“Moo..”

...

When he pulled into the driveway, you expected to be dragged into the house, but he held you so softly. So gentle then you felt almost compelled to follow him, and that's what you did.

“Hungry..”

“You’re hungry, hm? What do you usually eat?”

“..Moo?”

He sighed. He wasn’t going to get very far when it came to communication. It seemed as though you could only understand basic words. The man fed you plenty of fresh strawberries, and kiwi. Much to your delight, since all you ate back at the farm was slop filled with hormone inducing protein.

“Who?” Is what you asked him. If you were going to stay here, you at least needed a name. “Shouto, is my name.”

“Sho...shoto..?”

“Yes, you got it.”

Shouto. That was his name. It’s not very hard to pronounce either.

It started to get late, and you had a hobby of following him wherever he went. He could tell by the clank of the cowbell he placed around your neck.

“Sleep?” He assumed you were tired after the trip. You followed him around to this somewhat pile of pillows and a blanket. It was soft, but still sturdy, since it was placed on the floor.

...

The next morning was filled with ache. You felt so heavy. Practically dragging across the floor into his room where he slept. You stared up at him and whined until he started to stir.

“Mmm..what is it?”

“Hurts.” It did hurt, the ache in your hard breasts was hard to ignore at this point. Milk threatening to spill all over and make a mess on the floor if you moved the wrong way.

“Right. I know, come here...”

He pulled down the top of your dress, and your breasts spilled over. He gently grabbed one, and sucked.

It was such a strange feeling.. it was reliving, but your nipples were so sensitive, you couldn't help but whine whenever he sucked so hard. The rich, warm milk flowed into his mouth, and when he began to coax you into his bed, you flinched a little.

“No... no breed.”

“No?” He was rather confused. One the papers and documentaries he read prior, it seemed that almost all cows loved to be bred and filled to the brim. It seemed you were the exception though. It was understandable though, and he wasn’t going to make you do anything you weren’t uncomfortable with, yet.

“Alright. Are you feeling better?” 

You nodded. You were still sleepy though, since it was still early in the morning. You snuggled up against him, much to his surprise. Seems like you like his mattress more than the floor.

“Nuh-uh. You need a bath before you can get in my bed, missy.”

“Huff.”

...

It was around 9AM now. This bath was a lot more soothing then you thought it would be. While you were marveling at the bubbles in the bath, Shouto sat at the edge, but he was internally struggling a bit...

Your body looked amazing.

The way droplets of water ran from your hair into the crevice of your breasts. When you lifted yourself up a bit to get out of the water, he could see the fat of your ass, and even a little peek at your cunt too <3.

Shouto wasn't aware of what you were doing right now, probably wandering around the house, but he wasn't worried about that recently. Right now, he wanted to figure out how to make you more.. comfortable. You had pushed away his advance to fuck you earlier, and he was currently fighting the urge to find you bend you over, but that's not very comforting. He understood that you had just gotten here, and it was a very sudden change.

After a while, he decided that the best course of action was patience, and to let you feel a little more at home via gifts or just exploration. He had gotten you a pretty decorated bell that went around your neck, and would let you snuggle with him on his bed as long as you showered or didn't run around in the grass looking for butterflies in his garden. His bed was very soft, and you cried and whined at him whenever it was time to get up.

After a week of being there, you felt a lot more at home. You were able to get down the basic layout of the house now, so you no longer got lost. It was a very large house, and so you would wail for Shouto, so he could come find wherever you were.

It was late into the evening now. You once again lay in Shouto's large garden tub, Shouto was also in the tub behind you, gently scrubbing away the mud on your shoulders, you were extra dirty after planting face-first into the ground. You tripped over yourself after trying to snatch a pretty monarch butterfly. Shouto helped you with wiping the dirt off your face when he found you, but still got himself dirty in the process thanks to you swinging your muddy tail around.

...Once you were finally clean in the tub, that's when Shouto decided to advance. He pressed you back onto his chest, and placed his hand on the lower part of your stomach. You tilted your head to look at him, curious to see what he was doing. You shuddered slightly when he pressed his lips on your neck, right above your collarbone. You tensed when he started to suckle on your neck, so he used his other hand to caress your thigh, and lifted it upward to hand over the edge of the tub, he did the same with the other leg. Your legs were now draped over the tub, giving him access to your more intimate area. He stopped sucking on your neck and again placed his hand on your lower stomach, sliding down very slowly. He whispered in your ear when you started to whimper; "Shhh, I promise I'll take good care of you. Just relax for me.'' You started to melt in his hands, he's taken good care of you ever since you got here, so you should be able to trust him. You were just scared. Scared because of the things you witnessed back at that old barn. Looking at Shouto's different colored eyes makes everything numb, so you nodded at him. He softly smiled at you, and slid his hand on top of your cunt. You stiffened slightly, so he didn’t toy with you just yet, he wanted you to get comfortable first. When Shouto felt you slightly relax into his arms, he smiled at your soft whimper, because now he had placed a calloused finger onto your swollen clit, rubbing in slow circles.

“How’s that feeling, baby?” He was taunting you now, his fingers slowly picking up the pace, stilling you with his other hand when you started grinding your hips into his fingers. “Ah….ah..” You were really trying, you were. Nothing was coming out of your mouth coherent enough for him to understand, but it was enough to make him chuckle at your attempts, a simple puff of air from his nose.

The fingers on your clit were relentless now, the circles had gotten faster, and it was hard not to buck away from his touches. Something in your core was aching to be let out, but you had no idea what it was. Your whimpers turned to soft moans, and soft moans turned into a mixture of inaudible pleas, hiccuped sobs, and loud whines. You didn’t know what you were begging for, but Shouto did. You were on the edge, you slammed your eyes shut in preparation for what was about to happen, but it never came. A disappointed noise came from your lips, and Shouto let out a light laugh at your pouty face. “Don’t worry my dear, I’ll take care of you soon enough.” He pressed a kiss to your ear and whispered something that made you shudder;

“I want you to cum on my cock, love.” With that, he lifted you from the tub, earning him a squeak from you. Using the heat of his body to dry you both at an unfathomable speed, and when he deemed you “dry” enough, he hoisted you over his shoulder and dropped you on the edge of the bed in a playful manner. He gave you no room to complain or whine at him, and instead dragged your rear towards his face as he kneeled down on the floor. Your mouth was opened to protest, but before you could manage to get a word in, your thoughts changed immediately as his mouth started to suckle on your clit. Instead, you let out a loud moan at his ministrations.

He hummed in content at your cries, and the vibrations furthered your pleasure. After a minute, he slid his index finger into your walls, curling upwards in hopes to find that soft spot, and he did. You threw your head backwards, and let out a cry of pleasure. When he deemed you wet enough, he placed another finger in. Curling up into that soft spot in your cunt, and he picked up a nice rhythm too. He curled his fingers particularly hard, which made you slam your hand over your mouth, much to his displeasure. He stood up from his position and pulled you upwards into the pillows of the bed, your legs now bent over his shoulders. He tilted your chin upwards when you tried to look down to see what was about to go inside you, however he wouldn’t let you. If you did see it, you’d probably freak out by how large it was, so it was best to avoid that. 

“You’re still so shaky, sweetie. I promise I’ll be very gentle with you, yeah? I don’t want to break you after all.” He smiled down at you when you nodded at him, your teeth biting at your plush lips and eyes slamming shut as you felt the rather large tip of his length prodding at your entrance. “Shh.. hey, you're okay. Look at me. I want to see the look in your eyes as I’m deep inside you, love.” As your eyes slowly opened you decided to grip at the sheets instead, if you bit your lip too hard it would bleed. He buried his face into your neck, as he couldn’t contain his groans and grunts either, opting to release them into your neck, his breath on your collarbone sending shivers down your spine, you could feel him gripping the sheets, and you could feel his cock prodding deeper into your sopping pussy. It hurt, it really did, but it was hard to focus on the pain when he held you so softly.

You had never felt any type of affection in your life, back at that barn. This pain was nothing compared to the lashes you used to receive back there whenever you made any type of mistake. His love was foreign to you, his touches, his affection. It was not what you expected when you first came here. You had thought he was like the others, he’d take, take and take some more until there was nothing left of you. To your surprise however he was giving you something. Giving you food, love, affection, something you’d never thought you would receive. This pain was nothing, nothing at all.

You weren’t really given any room to think when the pain did subside.

Pleasure. Pleasure in its rawest, most carnal form. It was something you never felt up until now. It was like electricity, flowing up and down every vein in your body, it was the only thing you could focus on, if you tried to focus on anything else you might break into pieces. Shouto was saying something, but it was drowned out by your cries. Everything seemed like a blur, the noises of your skin slapping together, your moaning, his grunts, all of it was hazy, other than the overwhelming sensation in between your legs.

Panic crawled its way up your spine when that sensation got a little too intense to handle, that feeling from earlier, something wanting to snap inside. Your breathing got sporadic and irregular, and Shouto noticed and hushed you.

“Hey.. it’s okay. Let go for me, yeah? I got you, you’re safe.”

You tried to plead with him, with the little English you were taught, but he wasn’t having it. He knew what was best for you, afterall.

You tried too hard to hold it in, but when he placed his fingers on your clit again, you knew you couldn’t contain it any longer.

You opened your mouth in a silent scream, head thrown back, your hair a mess, and nails raking at his back.                                   .. and then everything went quiet for a while.

Your eyes felt heavy when you woke up. You weren’t out for long, it was still early into the night, the moon still shone in the same place as when you and Shouto were- oh.“Hi, sleepyhead.” You jumped slightly as the voice beside you, groggy and yet still full of love. Shouto’s hair is a mess, just like yours. Instead of speaking, you instead decided to nuzzle your face into his neck, and he replied with a hum. He kissed your forehead and stroked your back, it couldn’t be any better than this. All those years of isolation and abandonment, you have finally found something good, someone good in your life. You couldn’t bear to see him leave you.

Shouto was about half asleep when his ears perked up to the sound of someone sniveling, it was you. You were crying, in his arms. He pulled your face out, as it was still buried in his neck, and examined your watery eyes and red puffy cheeks with a frown on his face.

“Please… don’t leave me.”

He smiled softly at you, kissing your tears away. “I won’t ever leave you, I promise.”

With that, you both fell asleep. Even though you were a cow, you were still a girl. You had at least half the mind to think of girly things, which included dreaming of what you and Shouto’s kids would look like, and what you would name them. 

#thirsts 𓀿𓀐 #mha #mha smut #bnha #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha smut #shouto todoroki #shouto smut #shouto x reader #shoto todoroki #shoto smut #shoto x reader #todoroki smut #todoroki x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou smut #katsuki smut #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader

[aztecbrujeria]

Sitting here thinking about being between his legs, spread wide for you, and licking his juicy bulge that’s still covered in his underwear….hearing him moan and press his hardening sex into your tongue…while you reach down and stuff your own sloppy pussy.

Toji, Sukuna, Anzai, Obi, Konro, Neuvillette, Wrios, Bokuto, Ushijima, Osamu, Izuku, Bakugo, Shoto, Levi, Hua chang, Zhongli, Capitano, Fukuzawa, Dazai, Kunikida

#husbando #jjk smut #sukuna #toji fushiguro #devils line #fire force #captain obi #fire force konro #benimaru shinmon #older izuku #bakugou smut #shoto torodoki #genshin smut #neuvillette #wriosthesley #zhongli #capitano #hua chang #bokuto thirst #osamu miya #ushijima smut #bsd dazai #bungo stray dogs kunikida #bsd president

[mysicklove]

shouto being tied up and overstimulated, he asks for your hand so he can hold, ended up being waaaay too love drunk, eyes rolling back and keeps repeating "iloveyou iloveyou iloveyou" until he cums so hard for the nth time🤭

just something about him being so smitten with you, being so in love with you (cuz he didn't get much love) and being held so softly (cuz he didn't get to be touched properly) just lets his intrusive thoughts win and babbling those 3 words only

anyways, have a good day love!!!

plsssss he is sooo cute and just wants to be loved by you :(

staring at you the entire time, constantly trying to get you to kiss him. his entire body wants to be touching yours, and whines when you try to pull away from him, bc where are you going? you love him too right? he craves your approval, your sweet words, and if he’s not asking you to praise him, he’s pawing at you and moaning out how much he loves you.

and eventually he loses his trail of thought. everything is blurry, and it’s all moving too fast, but you’re here with him, so it’s gotta be alright. he’s cum too many times, it’s beginning to hurt, but you feel good, right? and he’s swears your words are getting sappier, cooing at him about how good he is doing for you, which sends his head spinning and his head nodding dumbly.

so all he can do is cling to you, with tear stained cheeks, and mumbling on and on about how much he loves you, loves this, loves everything you do for him, as you force another orgasm from him

#thirsting hours #shoto thirsts <3 #he’s so cute #i hope u had a good day anon!!

[the-grimm-writer]

Arranged marriage au with Shoto. He’s quiet, barely even having a conversation with you since you first met a few months ago. And he always has a cold, stoic look on his face that makes you believe that he hates you. You would understand if he did, you weren’t exactly thrilled about the arrangement yourself. 

tw: noncon, forced marriage, breeding kink, shoto really needs to learn how to communicate lmao. fem reader. everyone is 18+!

The marriage itself was beautiful, everything that money could buy. He didn’t touch you like a part of you was expecting him to, or even make you sleep in bed with him. He let you go wherever you want, sleep wherever, and he never asked for anything in return. He offered you everything, luxurious clothes, only the top of the line, sports cars, jewelry. 

But none of that made you happy. 

It felt like you were more roommates and for months you had no idea that he was only trying to make you comfortable. After all, he never wanted to be like his father. But the longer he waited, the more he watched you begin to drift away instead of moving closer to him the way he wants you to, he feels himself starting to crack. 

He didn’t want to be in a loveless marriage, he wasn’t an abusive husband. So why were you seeking comfort in another man’s arms. You were laughing and hugging him, a bright smile that he’d never seen from you before. 

It made jealousy bubble up inside him, made him want to act like the way most of his family would and burn him alive, and fuck you in front of him.

But Shoto was a good man, and he could think of thousands of ways to punish you without being like his father.

You're surprised to see him sitting on the comforter. “Who was that?” 

“Who is who?” You asked confused, about to walk past when he sets down his drink and grabs your wrist. 

“The man that was talking to my wife.” 

Your eyes go wide. “Oh. He’s a childhood friend of mine. He’s nothing to be worried about.” 

“I’m worried about any man that thinks he can talk to my wife.” He stood up. “I tried doing this the best way I thought. But I understand now that I didn’t think it through very well.” 

Sniffling, you looked up at him. “No, you’re not a good husband, Shoto. I didn’t even know you liked me until now.” 

“You’re right.” He stands up, looking down at you. “A good husband provides for his wife. Loves her, spoils her.” He looked down at you and you shivered. “Makes her scream with pleasure, gives her a family.” 

You’re backed up into a wall, and he corners you. His hand reaches out, his thumb running down your lips. “I don’t deserve you,” he murmurs softly. “But I’ve been avoiding my husbandly duties for far too long.” 

“Shoto no -” You try to speak up but he cuts you off the moment he takes off his belt. 

“(Y/n),” he said your name so lovingly, in a way that you always wanted to hear. “I think we’re overdo for our honeymoon.”

-

He holds onto you gently, licking your tears away and gently thrusting into you, nearly collapsing from how good it feels to finally be inside you. 

His moans are soft, but he’s still significantly more vocal than he usually is. He rubs your clit gently, making you wine with pleasure. Every time it sends him closer to the edge. 

Shoto thinks about how good of a mother you’ll be. How gorgeous you’ll look with your tummy round and breasts full. It’s in his nature to be rough, but the first night of lovemaking he focuses all on you. Making sure every thrust gives you a burst of pleasure, hearing you mewl and not know if you’re begging him for one more time to cum.

It’s a miracle that he held himself back for so long, that he never saw the way your eyes almost roll to the back of your head and your body trembles every time he makes you orgasm. The look of shock as he fills you up, your tummy warm with his seed. 

Poor you. You thought that having a loveless marriage was bad. 

Now he wants this. Every single day. 

#sorry i haven't been very active lately so have this ehe #grimm thirsts #yandere shoto #yandere todoroki #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #tw noncon #tw arranged marriage #tw breeding kink

[sems-diarie]

businessman shoto with his tie undone and his shirt unbuttoned, knelt over your pussy and between your plush thighs with the most. hungry. look in his eyes.

#shoto <3 #bnha thirst

[yesitsmewhataboutit]

Thirsty Hours

Just thinkin about perv!shoto and you, his girlfriend

Perv!Shoto who loves you so much and can’t get enough of you. Perv!Shoto who hides the fact he thinks about you all the time, sometimes innocent, sometimes not. Perv!Shoto who dreams of the day he gets to indulge in you as much as he wants.

Your wedding night. The night he’s been waiting for every since he met you. Perv!Shoto who doesn’t even plan on making it from the ceremony to reception before at least getting a little taste of what’s to come.

Perv!Shoto who gets all these thoughts while on a FaceTime call with you as you talk about your day, smiling and rambling on. All he can do is sit and smirk at the scene and think about all the pretty noises you’ll make when he gets ahold of you. Perv!Shoto who has to excuse himself, cause he just can’t hold back anymore.

Perv!Shoto who stands just out of sight of his laptop camera, but watches you, sticking his hands in his pants and stroking his cock as you innocently sit and wait for him to come back. He pulls his cock from his pants and strokes it fast. Perv!Shoto who grips onto the nearest thing he can find, groaning and panting as his fist drags up and down his cock, imaging how pretty you’ll look the first time you take him in your mouth.

He forces his eyes open, nothing letting them leave your form on his screen. Perv!Shoto who falls over the edging, moaning and cummimg at the thought you have no idea the things he thinks about. You have no idea what he’s doing just out of sight of the camera, and it has him cumming.

Perv!Shoto who hunches over slightly as he cums, his cum coming out in spurts, landing all over his keyboard, but he doesn’t care, quickly continuing to stroke himself into overstimulation, working out as much cum from his cock as he can. Perv!Shoto who lets every drip of his cum shoot out and cover his keyboard, imaging it was your pretty face and mouth, your soft lips wrapping around his sensitive tip.

Perv!Shoto who almost gets hard again imagining that.

Perv!Shoto who sits back down, causally grabbing a towel and telling you to continue as he cleans his keyboard. Perv!Shoto who smiles when you smile and continue what you were saying, and he can’t help but think about what he did, the mess he made. Thank god he muted his laptop.

Just thinking about it <- Masterlist

@ownedbytodoroki

#shoto todoroki #todoroki smut #shoto todoroki smut #todoroki thirst #shoto thirst #bnha shoto thirst #bnha thirst #daily thirsting with yoko #shoto smut

[littlebowdagger]

minors do not interact. 18+ only.

porn!ah where iida, bakugou, midoriya, kirishima, shouto, sero, and denki are in a group and post videos of them fucking you and each other.

cw: dom!bakugou, dom!kirishima, dom!sero, dom!midoriya, dom!todoroki, sub!powerbottom!kaminari, oral (fem and male receiving), gangbang/group sex, rough sex, soft sex, praise, weed, size kink, public sex, mentions of mommy kink, overstimulation, squirting, sex work, cross dressing, cum eating

all characters are aged up to 18+.

the head of the group is tenya iida. he doesn’t actually fuck you. he’s more there to make sure his boys and his princess are safe and mentally stable and getting tested on the regular. he stops in once in awhile (yes, he does make appointments. he learned his lesson from waltzing in whenever he wanted). he cleans up the place and notes any needs to the house. he’s very attentive and reliable. love iida.

katsuki bakugou is the ‘rough n tough’ one. he’s so not gentle with any of you. his jagged fingers gripping the hair closest to your scalp. his hips are keeping a fast pace, fingers digging deep in your hips. the blonde loves to shove faces into pillows/mattresses/blankets. if he’s fucking you in missionary, you already know his hand is either in your hair to yank and hold your head up; making you watch his huge, pale cock make your pretty pussy gush or his hand is around your neck, closing off your airway which also makes your pussy squirt all over him. either way it’s a win-win for him. he’ll fuck you however he needs you.

shouto todoroki is a soft man. he’s not really into sticking his dick anywhere. therefore he’s mostly in the background or the one filming. for example, let’s say you were spread on the couch with katsuki destroying you in between your legs. todoroki would be behind the couch, crouching at your level, and whispering the filthiest things into your ear to encourage an orgasm from you. his voice is his specialty. sometimes he’ll even post videos of him masturbating and literally just talking. fans love it every time and it’s what todoroki’s comfortable with.

izuku midoriya is a soft boy. he loves sitting you in his lap, slowly fingering your holes and eventually increasing his speed to the point your shaking. there’s lots of kissing in scenes with him. he adores your chest. always groping and sucking on every inch of your body. not to mention, this curly haired cutie almost always eats you out. sometimes all he wants to do is tongue fuck your tiny cunt with his skilled tongue. he loves doing videos where his lips are wrapped around your clit and two girthy fingers of his are sliding in and out of you, legs pinned to your ears. he’s so soft and sweet with you. especially after a certain blonde gets done with you, he’ll kiss you on your back and make you feel all better. he’d even eat an ice cube before hand.

eijoru kirishima is a mix between soft and rough. his words and sounds are so sweet but his cock and hands are so mean to your body. you’re always blabbering about how “s’ too much!” and “can’t take it!” and “s-so big!” yeah. he teases you all the time about how big his cock is. this redhead loves how much impact he has on you. you’re so cute and needy and desperate. he could just cum buckets with you clawing him like that. one of his biggest kinks is markings, after all. it doesn’t matter if the marks are on him or on you, it makes him feel powerful either way.

denki kaminari is a good boy. more on the submissive side, he’s either sitting between your legs or letting you ride him, or getting plowed or blown by some other guy. he likes dressing up in skirts and makeup. thigh highs and lace socks are quite popular with him as well. whenever he’s inside you he’s begging to fill you up all nice n pretty so he could drop down and eat his own cum as it drips from your hole. denki loses all control when it comes to your pussy- he can’t help it. it’s so pretty and cute and sensitive and he just wants to play with it for hours. he loves to pin your knees to your shoulders and just kiss your thighs, legs, and that cunt. this boy also loves to suck on your tits while he’s getting his hole stretched out. it’s comforting. might even call you “mommy.”

hanta sero isn’t really big in any of the videos but the videos he does feature in always blow up like crazy. his favorite move is him laid back with you bouncing on his dick like a trampoline. one hand lazily sits in your waist and the other hand chills behind his head, occasionally bringing a blunt to his lips. it’s so hot. his droopy eyes, drowsy smirk, hazy chuckle he gives you when he thrusts his hips up to surprise you. to top it off, he’ll sit up at someone point and kiss you mid smile. it always leaves you with butterflies in your stomach; then you feel those butterflies get knocked by his cock and fuck you back to reality. like kirishima, sero also gets off to the idea of someone being needy for him. he likes beggers and worship. he often does videos of him in public, either bending a pretty baby over in a skirt or getting sucked off in a parking lot. once he posted a video of him and bakugou sucking faces and groping each other in a sketchy alley for two minutes straight. it’s his most popular video on his channel.

#bnha smut #priyas.dungeon💗 #bnha thirst #izuku midoryia smut #shouto todoroki smut #eijirou kirishima smut #katsuki bakugou smut #denki kaminari smut #hanta sero smut #bnha shoto todoroki #bnha bakugo katsuki #izuku x reader #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #sero x reader #sero thirst #kirishima thirst #bakugou thirst #izuku thirst #denki thirst #shouto thirst

[nocturnalazura]

YES hes always working on his bikes

Shirtless

Wiping his hands on a rag that hangs from his pants waistline

It gives him that lil bad boy vibe

Always shirtless. Has to be shirtless.

He’s usually so soft and sweet looking and then you see him working on one of his bikes or riding one and it changes everything. You see him in a completely new light after that.

His a little sweat and wipes his hands off on his rag as he gives you this sweet smile. Because really he has no idea how hot he looks. He has zero idea you’re absolutely soaking wet just from looking at him. He’s so lost when you’re immediately on your knees trying to get his pants off but he simply goes with it.

#shoto thirst #Todoroki thirst

[vitamin-cunt]

Imagine putting Shouto's poker face to the test.

How exactly will it hold up when you pull a prank on him? Hug him? Kiss him?

Cuff him and slowly rub ice down his chiseled abdomen?

Would his stoic features stay put, or would his eyebrows turn upward, his lips quiver, his body tremble?

His cool, even voice would suddenly become broken, breathy, almost, his sighs turning into gasps and whines.

But back to his beautifully broken face, streaked with tears from overstimulation and dusted pink from humiliation. His heels fruitlessly sliding again and again off his bed, his thighs trying to close, but being held open by your knee, his hips, thrusting against said knee hopelessly. He'd squirm helplessly as you let the ice melt on the most sensitive parts of his skin.

But even then, he'd manage to keep some level of neutrality. No, the only time Shouto would let his true pleasure filled face show is when he's alone.

Thrusting his hot and heavy cock into his pillow while he practically sobbed into another one. His ass in the air while his face remained hidden.

His scrunched up, tear streaked, euphoric filled face he was too ashamed to let another soul see.

He'd take his time to roll his hips now that no one was watching. His toes would curl in his socks as the plush of the pillow enveloped his cock.

He'd be a mess.

Hair sticking to his damp forehead either from tears or sweat, face crimson from both exerting energy and pure horniness, eyes in the back of his head.

Shouto has a great poker face and an even better fucked out face.

#dom reader #sub bnha #sub boy #sub character #bnha x reader #mha x reader #thirst #blurb #sub shouto #sub shouto todoroki #sub shoto #sub shoto todoroki #sub todoroki #yup yup yup

[tteokdoroki]

OCTOBER 15TH. CRUELLA DE VIL

“i live for fur, i worship fur. after all, is there a woman in all this wretched world who doesn't?.”

♱ — shouto todoroki + fearplay.

♱ — synopsis; cruella de vil cruella de vil… if he doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will. a man of shouto todoroki’s calibre finds amusement in torturing the one thing he might love more than spots… his favourite little hybrid, his most prized possession…you.

♱ —length; 5.9K

♱ — warnings; please read for your own safety! mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, characters aged up to 20s, mentions of smoking, cigarette burns, dry humping, shoe humping, stockholm syndrome, orgasm control, fear play, power play, clothed sex, blowjobs, oral sex ( m!receiving ), humiliation, edging, pictures, spit!kink, fem!reader, hybrid!reader, cruella de vil!todoroki. not beta read !

♱ — notes; beep boop !! happy sinister saturday my angels, this week we have one of my faves, cruella de vil 'n shou so i hope you enjoy!! i'm so excited to share this one with you <3 - m.list ₊ kinktober m.list ₊ taglist 𓆩♡𓆪

there is always work to be done when achieving perfectionism

discipline and obedience were two very important lessons shouto todoroki had learned early on in life.

though raised with a silver spoon perched between his perfect lips— the man, like any other who has walked this earth, has had his fair share of struggles too. enji todoroki was a man who believed in perfectionism…only achieved by hard work. discipline. obedience.

his father was unrelenting in making sure shouto knew what those words meant, raised up to take over the family business out of the three other siblings in his brood. he was neglected and unloved— but taught lessons on how to manage, make money, to speak when spoken to and listen when required to. shouto was malleable, easily trained back then, worked hard to please his father and all the companies to the family name until his light broke. until he’d had enough.

with uniquely split peppermint hair he’d managed to escape into the shadows with a sum of hush money as though not to spill the evil secrets of his upbringing— shouto had kept his lessons of obedience and discipline in mind. the money he would use as a start up, rationed into portions for rent, food and materials for the clothes he’d designed. someday hoping to make a man out of himself, and sell them to the world. 

todoroki wanted to be seen by people, for his designs to reach and touch the hearts of people across the country and maybe even the world— but to do so he had to be obedient, taking an entry level job at a department store that sold high fashion ( of course under a different name…the name cruella, shouto would start from the bottom and make his own way up— he wouldn’t be attached to the cruelty of his childhood ). names of dior, gucci and valentino… burberry, celine, christopher wang flashed in front of his mismatched eyes over tills on a daily basis— pearls and diamonds he’d never seen or heard of were favoured among customers in the store. he aspired to be like them, become a household name. 

to be recognised for his efforts in the world of fashion he would have to work hard, make his way up the ranks to afford furs and chiffons for the goes he had designed—stacked up on napkins and parchment paper, whatever he can find, discarded around his shitty little one bed studio. todoroki sells his first piece into a winter collection after months of cold calling and door knocking towards big owners of major stores.

success, comes with discipline, feigning obedience.

and shouto todoroki knows that he’s finally made it when the calls come flooding into his quiet, dingy london apartment looking for hints in whether or not he’s designed a spring collection.

of course he had, years in advance. 

and that brings us to today, where there’s corporate buildings across the world with his alias spelled out in big red and white letters across the front, filled with passionate designers and models and all sorts of staff. there are billboards at every corner plastered with teasers for todoroki’s upcoming fashion show, he’s been on the cover of all editions of vogue at one point or another— he’s built himself off of the ground. 

starting with obedience and discipline and mixed with a hint of dedication. 

perhaps todoroki should thank his father for not showing he and his siblings any compassion while they were growing up, for the fearful lessons he instilled in them— but then again, it was the dual haired man who’d made a righteous name out of the syllables of his last, who became a pioneer and spearhead to the fashion industry…not poor old enji. poor poor enji, there’s not a dime to his name these days, shouto and touya had made sure of that by selling their childhood trauma to the media. 

shouto made millions which he put towards his fashion company, touya has his band, fuyumi her family comfortably nestled up in some uptight gated community and natsuou wrote a book. they had all utilised what they’d been taught, to make money and to speak when spoken to ( promoted by press to speak on their upbringing of course ).

shouto todoroki is now loved by many, a peppermint haired boy estranged from his family putting himself and his designs in bright colours and elaborate patterns contrasting of his cool, and clipped self out there into the industry. and perhaps it was a cruel move on shouto’s part, but he didn’t care. dear old daddy would have to suffer for raising a son just like him. for acquiescence and regimen breeds rebels, and in excessive amounts, gives birth to bad…bad people. 

he is loved, he is bad, but he is free— his ego kissed and stroked by all of those around him, who don’t know the true him. and cruella, or shouto is sure if people knew how bad he truly was behind the smoke screen of his brilliance, then his career wouldn’t quite be the same as it were now. 

even though the peppermint haired designer loves his job and his work more than anything— a work life balance was also important to him too, to let the day’s stresses flood from his body was a priority. it was hard to keep the cruelty that danced around in his blood stream at bay while todoroki flittered throughout his offices and approved fabrics or threads…he needed an outlet, a reliever to tuck shouto todoroki away and let cruella come out to play. 

as soon as the designer finds himself within his expensive apartment complex— his Chelsey boots clicking against the white glossed marble flooring, he’s swarmed by eager staff that welcome him home. bright eyes full of admiration tracing his outline, puffy cream fur coat, as he cascades through the reception without a care in the world. “afta’noon mister todoroki— i-i mean cruella!” the doorman had greeted him with a bobbing Adam’s apple and polite smile. “a pleasure ta welcome ya  back!” 

with his diamond lined eyes narrowed, todoroki let the corners of his pretty lips twitch up into a soft, smug grin. “the pleasure is all mine, darling.” he’d replied pompously as he made a b-line for the elevator. there’s confidence in every movement he makes and a bristling frost on every surface he touches as he steps straight from the elevator into his own luxury penthouse apartment, greeted by staff that shiver in his presence when he enters his home. 

“mister todoroki,” staff bob their heads in respect, like they’re serving a king which they might as well be.  he holds power over everyone who gets a chance to witness him speak, have the honour of seeing him at work. a king in the world of fashion. 

todoroki’s boots continue to click and clack the further he explores the penthouse with high swooping ceilings and glass windows about the place—letting the cool night and all it’s stars pour in, illuminating the room accompanied by that of the moon. the white light shines in winter tones through paper scattered about the place, scrapped designs, those that’ll make the cut and some saved for future opportunities like the met gala look a celebrity has requested from him for next year. animal prints are thrown over the backs modern day architecture and chairs— the striped ones are often hidden. 

shouto much prefers the perfect simplicity of spots. 

they’re his favourite, round…infinite… never ending. the promise of forever is embodied in a perfect spot. 

there’s a reason why he has a framed portrait of his most beloved design— a real fur coat, made entirely of spots. 

is there anything more precious than something so simple and beautifully designed by nature? this is a question todoroki finds himself asking almost everyone night when he returns home from work, from being adored by people who do nothing but put pennies in his bank account— without even knowing the real him. but then he comes to stand in front of a special locked door, to which he holds the only key, he finds the answer, he smells it hanging in the air of the room as he unlocked it, pushing open the door and tasting the scent of you.

you are the most precious creation known to mankind. 

knocking the heels of his pointed boots together, todoroki watches as spotted black and white dalmation ears peek out from deeper in the room, barely visible over the edge of the comfortable leather couch installed into your playroom. they hang over your darling face in shame— you know what you’ve done, and a wicked chill seeps from his bones into the air around you once he notices your dainty tail no longer swishing behind you but instead tucked between your thighs… no doubt slicked up with an orgasm you know you weren’t allowed to have.

he knows, that you know, you’ve done the unthinkable— the punishable, topaz and granite eyes glossing over with a frightening level of disappointment, lips quirking up in satisfaction when you quiver like a leaf in the wind and a puppy whine sits cutely in the ridges of your throat. you’re not to touch what doesn’t belong to you, you know that. 

“there you are, pet.” cruella, shouto cocks his head to the side, speaking with his tone tilting into condescending as if he’s looking down on you. he is, clicking his heels together again but three times in order to command you to sit once you reach him. “have you been good?” a scarily sunshine smile sits heavy on the peppermint haired designer’s face, gaze flickering down to where your hips don’t fully touch the floor— no doubt avoiding contact with your swollen, dirty clit. sticky, probably, with a release you shouldn’t have had. “i don’t think you have.” 

he pulls a thick, long, thin red and white smoke stick from the left inside pocket of his tailored suit— crouching down to your height and uses the death stick to tilt your stare up from the black leather of his boots to his steeled pair of eyes. “pet?” over the tobacco scent hanging between you both, todoroki catches a whiff of your arousal, a touch of perfume smelling like your instinctual fear… he sees it bright in the pretty flecks in your eyes, dancing around like candles flickering in the wind. it’s a beautiful sight, seeing you scared. he loves it, he thinks—nudging your cheek a little more. “answer me.”

you flinch back at the harsher tone he uses, the one that makes your skin crawl and you immediately lower your head in an obedience that comes with much training. “‘m sorry,” you say in one hesitated breath, shutting away those darling eyes when shouto drags a thumb over your bottom lip after popping the smoke stick between his own. you lean into him, slightly, foolishly trusting the man with your life. “‘m sorry… i am. r-really, i am—“

you’ve always been meek, todoroki knows that. he’d picked you up from a rundown pound after a hit of inspiration— a whole collection he’d design based off of black and white spots. it had been hard sourcing an amount of Dalmatian hybrids that large— especially after his flimsy childhood friend deku darling and his clumsy pianist partner eijirou had rejected his proposal to take their lot off their hands. they didn’t like the idea of him using real fur, real spots to make a work of art.

out of the bunch he’d brought, shouto kept you. the little pup who cowered in the corner, kept out of sight and out of mind. so instead of turning you into a purse or pair of boots or the fluffy fur coat he’d dreamed of… todoroki kept you, because you were most afraid of him, like you’d soil yourself or cry if the devil popped up to say hello— you didn’t love him, or pretend to at first. you were as real as could be, you didn’t fake it just to be near shouto.

you were perfect.

“c’mon pet, sit with me.” standing to his full height, looming over you— shouto hooks two fingers under your collar, the one he had custom made for you in his colours of red and white, dragging you over to the couch placed in the centre of the room. the leather digs into your skin, your eyes bulging at the lack of aid which fizzles across your empty little brain. “did you miss me, today?” 

you sit back on your haunches when todoroki sinks into the couch, your teary eyes instantly and obediently shooting down to his half-hard cock as he man-spreads in his seat. fear breeds obedience, the more scared you are the easier it had been for shouto to train you to behave how he wanted, to be used how he wanted. 

nodding, you whine and shouto tuts in disapproval. 

“your words, darling.” 

“i d-did, i missed you s-shouto!” you perk up a little too quickly at the pet name, smaller-than-his hands resting on the swell of the designer’s thigh before your ears flatten back as if you know that you’ve made a mistake, leaning your baby fat cheek on his leg in hopes of making an apology. “i-i mean sir!” 

“what a good girl you are.”

shouto leers down at you, his eyes glinting with iniquity— the glistening gem colours darkening as if raging stormy clouds had blocked out the sun. he reaches out to pet you, and though you wince it’s easy for you to keen into his touch at the slightest hint of praise. “is that why you touched yourself while i was away?” he tilts his head, lips in a faux but cold pout as you simper out for him. “i can smell it on you, you filthy little mutt, soaked on your skin, slicked up on those precious fucking thighs.” suddenly, he grips your puppy dog ears, and the wag of your excited tail slows to a stop. “you disappoint me. you couldn’t even wait until i returned home. for you.” 

for you. 

only when your eyes brim with apologetic and fat tears, does shouto let go of your sore spotted ear— amused in how you sniffle, frozen in your place by fear. but there’s love in his eyes too, taking the form of heart shaped pupils as his gaze hones in on your messy, teary state. there should be hate blooming in your chest instead of love and yearning. this is the man that took you from your family; saw you as nothing more than fabric between stitches and buttons every time you whined and called out for the pups in your litter. 

tapping his food against the floor again, shouto commands your attention. “i’ve worked so hard to keep you safe, pet, you know that’s why i work so hard,” one hand guides yours to the bulge between your owner’s thighs while the other brushes over the pink curve of your bottom lip. “designing and designing…” he pulls you up close, hunching over you at the same so that you’re a breath’s width apart. 

your breathing is ragged, chest heaving in anticipation as shouto parts his lips— letting a clear, heavy wad of drool drip from his mouth onto the palette of your eager puppy tongue. 

“do you know what i made?” 

the question barely registers in your mind as you swallow a haziness of lust taking over— clouding your eyes and a hunger to please clawing it’s way up your throat. “nuh-uh,” you say breathlessly, tilting your head up for more, earning another glob of spit on your tongue. your tiny little hand starts to move on it’s own accord, pawing back and forth, back and forth against your owner’s dress pants. your tail picks up again, adorably swishing from side to side feeling shouto throb beneath your talented little fingertips— blood pulsing through his clothed girth. 

“do i have to tell you again, pet? use your words.” todoroki relents, taking your lip between his teeth— taunting you, nearly kissing you but not quite because he knows how much you need it. he knows that if he keeps you on the blurred line between pain and pleasure, fear and felicity…you’ll behave accordingly, become easily malleable into the perfect pet. 

“i-i’m not sure, sir.” 

“spots.”

it’s so adorable how you go rigid, turning to stone though your heart beats in your chest and your hand rubs harder, greedier at the hard on growing beneath shouto’s expensive clothes. your eyes continue to sparkle too, with desperation to take his cock deep into your salivating mouth, pink tongue rolling out like a puppy in the wind. he sees the way your thighs stick together, grazing one another as your hole slicks itself up— ready for the taking. if he could bend you over, pull your ass cheeks apart, todoroki has no doubt that your little wagging tail would be covered in strings of your potent arousal, oozing in thick waves from your spasming puppy cunt.

he knows this for a fact, not only because hybrids like yourself are wetter, messier to aid the breeding process, but because you love being scared just as much as you so pathetically adore todoroki. you enjoy the flicker of your brain between fight or flight, how he makes your blood run cold or threatens your life as if it hangs in the balance. 

mistakenly, you love shouto todoroki— and you think he might feel the same about you. you think if you behave and perform tricks, if you’re obedient just like he had taught you to be..that he might keep you safe. cherish you. 

maybe that’s all true, maybe cruella isn’t so cruel. maybe he finds it in his ice laden heart to care for you just a bit… and not just because you’re a cute little pup trained to suck his pretty dick.

“i’m thinking of making another fur coat,” a wicked chuckle rumbles the designers throat like thunder in a storm, only interrupted by his hips that shoot up to grind into your hesitating hand— the one that feels out the lengthy shape of him as his precum smears against the fabric of his underwear in opaque white. he drags a finger over your face, looks with hooded eyes as your lashes brush against your cheek and you drag your tongue over his clothed stiff cock. shouto adores your tremble…you think that he might hit you. 

you’d deserve it, and he had before—useless little mutts like you needed to know their place if you wanted to stick around. “that’s…that’s nice sir,” you stutter, holding back on your brainless babbles, your hips gyrating into the floor beneath you, unbred and leaky hole clenching around nothing. 

a reflex out of fear.

shouto hums, tilting your chin up to face him when your mouth hits his seedy tip through the fabric of his clothes— the heat from your sloppy tongue penetrating through the rough linen layers. “so, pet, if you want to make sure i don’t turn you into something even prettier… into something nice for me to wear,” todoroki sneers huskily, tinged with evil while he uses his grip on you to shove your face into his lap roughly. “then i suggest, you open up that sweet mouth of yours and let me feed you my cock, hm?” that’s how shouto todoroki gets you hooked, he has you running on the fumes of survival instincts— trained to love him, do absolutely anything for him despite how cruelly he may treat you.

though your crystalline puppy dog eyes are screwed shut and your spotted ears, sweaty and sore and pinned to your skull— you manage to pick up on the clink of todoroki’s gucci belt, making you growl low and impatiently. the desire to taste his cum, make him happy, shoots through you like a sedative injected into your veins, targeting your red blood cells and wrapping around them to spread obedience through you. yet again, against your will, you’re coaxed into the dark, cruel enigma that is shouto todoroki, letting him set fire to your body and take over any logical thought in your mind.

cunt dripping, juices sweet as ripened fruit— you peel back the layers of shouto’s garments ( though his pants sit at his slender hips, not fully pulled down )…a mean chuckle resounding in the sex tainted air in the room as you reveal his cock to your innocent stare, letting him lean back into the leather couch. he’s longer than he is thick, mushroomed tip a little purple with blue-tinted veins running up and down the length of him, a shade rivalling his own hungry eyes as he observes your next moves. the entirety of him pulses in your soft grip, the scent of his arousal bleeding from his cockhead sending your dalmation puppy instincts into overdrive. todoroki hisses, painfully hard, as you take him gently between your fingers— your thumb moving with uncertainty to rub his pre into his tip sweetly. 

you’re almost ashamed of how much your mouth starts to water, the strings of your own saliva connecting the roof of your mouth to your tongue that writhes in place— aching to taste him, pleasure him with all that you can. the prominent adam’s apple of shouto’s throat bobs, watching with lustful mismatched eyes as you inch forward like a predator hunting it’s prey— reverting back to animalistic instincts while your pupils dilate. his face scrunches, a haughty moan vibrating in his chest when you grip him fully so you can guide him to your mouth—little hand dwarfed by the size of his cock, soft palm grazing the forked vein on the underside of his shaft as it throbs. “oh pet,” todoroki‘s words are drawled, lips between his teeth. “come on, be good.” you do your best to appease him, dragging his bulbous and creamy tip along the seam of your lips, kitten licking him to test the patience of your owner. 

you’re frightful that you might have fucked up when you hear his hands slap down against the leather sofa before shouto drags you by your Dalmatian ears off of his girth, his own breathing irratic and irregular— cruel and cold eyes now blazing with hunger. you look up nervously, a whimper brewing on your wet, pre cum glossed lips to find the smoke stick now between his lips ( he’d lost it when kissing you. ). 

“help me light it while you get me hard.” he grunts quietly, voice dipping an octave, dripping with a threat. as if he’s promising you danger if you danger if you don’t comply. he fumbles with his loose left pocket for a light after shoving the smoke stick past your wet, arousal soaked lips— maintaining eye contact as he flicks the lighter in front of the rolled tobacco. even though you can tell that todoroki is heavily aroused; you have no choice but to do what he says. he dominates your life, decides whether or not you stay as a fuckable pet or get turned into the next best fashion item. he has power over you even when his dick pulses in your hand and you squeeze him softly, letting his precum guide your movements as you start to palm him to a slow and steady rhythm. once the smoke stick in your mouth is lit, the flame threatening you, shouto takes it from you and places it between his own lips— puffing a ring of smoke into your face. 

your wet puppy nose twitches unhappily, but you know that protesting will only end badly for you. that doesn’t seem to calm the racing heartbeat in your puppypussy, however, drooling at the idea of being scolded by your owner. 

shouto leans back, tousled half and half hair thrown over the back of the couch— his flesh sticking to it, only caused by the cold sweat your temperate mouth has him in. both of you moan when you finally take him into your mouth, sinking down on him until your nose is pressed against milky flesh just like you’d practiced before. yours is desperate and needy, shouto’s raspy— proud at how well his little pup treats him.

of course, todoroki had to train you to suck cock too, breaching the innocence of your mouth despite your whimpered out protests at the time. he’d soon fucked it into your throat that if you wanted to live, you wouldn’t have a choice in the matter.

“y-you, oh fuck—“ shouto lets out a throaty hybrid noise, a lewd mix between an amused laugh and a deep moan as you flex your saliva laden tongue against the underside of his dick— taking a puff of his tobacco before looking down at you with so much love you might even think it was real. “you’re so pretty pet, so… so pretty.” he knows he’s done a good thing by keeping you, cruella; shouto todoroki brought to his knees by the sinful heat of your hell searing mouth, making him repent for everything he’s ever done wrong. “were you scared, pretty? t-that why you’re taking my cock so fucking well?”

all you can do it nod, swallowing the designer down eagerly in response— a resounding hum sending chills running down his spine as teeth and tongue vibrate around his shaft. you can’t help but let your awe-filled eyes flutter shut at the heaviness of todoroki on your tongue, drooling and dribbling above the place— soaking through his clothes that probably cost more than an entire litter of Dalmatian hybrids such as yourself. he oozes copious sums of precum, thick enough to glue your mouth shut ( like peanut butter for puppies ), filling you up and luring you into going after more. 

pleasing him more.

your cheeks swell while you paw desperately at shouto’s ruined lap— breathing deep through your nose before you feel the weight of his hand right between your sensitive puppy dog ears. he tugs at the twitching limbs, twisting them while pushing you down on his aching cock. your throat contracts, cheeks hollowing until you’ve swallowed him down to the base and you’re practically gagging on the length of him, tip brushing against your uvula lips k the way down. poor puppy, you flinch at the slight twinge of pain from where shouto begins to pound your mouth roughly, balls slapping against your chin, slurping mixed with his yowls of delight filling combining with the sweat and sex loaded air. when you flinch, your teeth graze at the sensitive veins wrapping around shouto— making him choke just like you, on a puff of his smoke stick. 

“fucking mutt, oh—shit!” he snarls, yanking you off of his tender and red, smarting cock— not caring of the way he holds you hurts you. “watch your fucking mouth, pretty. or i really will turn you into my next fur coat, darling.” the warning is firm, rattling you to your core, your mouth even more so wet and salacious at the fear shouto strikes in you. you’re back on him before you know it, his hips jutting up into the molten heat of your mouth, tip hitting the inside of your cheek, making him shudder every time. todoroki would be lying if he wasn’t obsessed with the way your floppy Dalmatian ears bounded the more he rolled his hips into your mouth, fucking your face. he was even more delighted by your sharp canines just brushing over his shaft, but he wouldn’t admit that. 

loosening his tie, he throws his head back in a drawn out gripe, his moans raising a pitch when you grip his swollen balls, full of cum and roll them between dainty fingers. he pulls his smoke stick from his lips, tongue darting out to wet them as he taps the ash against your pretty face. “i think i’ll get you off pet, since you missed me so much. since i feel so bad for scaring you.” todoroki coos with faux sympathy, head lolling down to get a good look at your tear stained cheeks and your clumped together lashes. his dual toned hair now askew. 

stilling in surprise, you yelp in shock as shouto shoves a boot between your arousal painted thighs— pressing the toe against your aching, untouched clit that's barely covered by the flimsy baby-doll shorts you usually wear. they’re coated in your sweet honey, and your owner’s mouth hangs open; mocking the darling mewl that would leave your own if you weren’t being stuffed full of cock. 

the boot nestles perfectly at your cunt, spreading your swollen pussy  lips apart and expostulating it’s in your sweltering heat. “you’re this wet? from hardly being touched?” he mocks you, pulling his foot back to stimulate your core. “oh darling, you’re soaked, pathetically so.” it is; it’s embarrassing how turned on you are from being threatened, fucked like your mouth is a flesh light. how you want him to love you even though you could be killed at any second. “grind that pretty pussy down on me pup, suck me off good and maybe I’ll let you cum.” 

doing as you’re told, you work yourself down on shouto— tail thumping against the floor while you circle your hips over the cool leather of his shoe, the material pulling back the hood on your clit and sending shockwaves of dopamine across your brain. puppy dog eyes cross, with tongue running it’s owl circles along todoroki’s shaft. the fact that he looms over you, has all the power in the world to end you servers as your own personal adrenaline but you don’t dare deny that getting him off, gets you off too. 

despite trying not to fall apart at every lick and suck you give him, sweat shines on todoroki’s pale winter skin— just as cold as he is, but maybe his evil heart melts a little, maybe having fur is less valuable to him when you weakly pull off him, and your precum-spit glossed lips encapsulate his seedy cockhead as if to makeout with it, running the tip of your tongue through his sensitive slit. “that’s it pet, swallow me down. earn that right to cum.” simpering, shouto grabs the sides of your head— holding you in place as his ploughs his hips and dick shallowly into o-shape of your mouth, battering about inside of it. 

the cigarette he smokes just barely burns marks into the black spots or your ears, making you whimper out despite desperately thrusting down against your owner’s foot, practically riding it while a tight knot forms in your lower stomach and your puppycunt gushes about the place. 

todoroki lets you go once he’s exerted himself, a mop of sweaty red and white locks dangling over the back of the couch. the world wouldn’t believe it it they saw their beloved cruella now; twitching and heaving as he stares his Dalmatian puppy down, marvelling in the way you spit down onto his bulbous and dripping cockhead before joining you in doing the same. the frothy white and bubbly mix crudely runs down his shaft, and you’re quick to lick it up from the balls to his slit again. 

“oh fuck, pretty darling. you’re trying to ruin me, aren’t you?” 

you don’t answer, jerking the man off as you look up at him so debauched; yet so innocent. he can see you fight the cross in your eyes as he wiggles his boot against your hardened pleasure nub, a cream staining the leather.

“w-words pet. tell me or you really won’t get to cum.” 

you remember your desperation to be adored by shouto, as well as the release that sneaks up on you. so you find your words though your voice is hoarse from your throat being ravaged and decorated with precum. “i want you always sir,” you plead. “for you to always feel g-good with me!” 

shouto grins, menacing, borderline crazy— it makes your pussy lips quiver while he angles his foot up, right as you drag your fluttering entrance over the toe. “you know just what to say to get me close, darling,” he says, grabbing hold of his own dick to tap it against your slobbery puppy tongue, feeding it to you again and thriving in the way that you tilt your head, angling it so he can fuck your cheek makinf your skin bulge. “gonna cum…pet, ‘n you’re gonna be obedient. hold it, until i’m finished with you…or you’re dead. meat.” 

he punctuates his words with two rough thrusts, flinching with ecstasy, voice trembling. todoroki doesn’t let up in teasing your pulsating pussy, shaking his foot as you bump and grind against the shoe to your hearts content— fighting not to lose your orgasm while simultaneously dragging shouto to the edge of his own. it’s obscene the way both your mouth and cunt squelch, your owner leaking ungodly amounts of arousal into your mouth and down your chin ( though you’re no better, hot wet pussy ruining his shoes for good ).

todoroki  loses his pace, smoke stick just missing his lips from how irregular and languid his thrusts are and before you know it, he’s taken a hold of your sore dog ears once more— his high takint him by surprise. “holy fuck, that’s it pet, be a good fucking dog, take it all. my seed.” the world around shouto todoroki falls away into mismatched pieces, warm and viscous cum flooding your mouth in waves; and you can’t even stop, sloppily  worshipping his cock and all they it offers you as if todoroki is your god.

he might as well be, the way controls whether you live or die; even as you stare up at hearts dazzling your eyes. you need him to love you, to be proud of you. “so g-good, god pet. you’re wonderful,” the cruelty of cruella praises you, still filling you the brim with seed that sits salty on your tongue. todoroki takes a drag of his cigarette, feeling loopy, happier than ever with his decision to keep you. 

lewdly, he drags shapes onto your swollen clit too, rocking his shoe against you— amused at how you struggle to keep your release at bay. tapping out the ash of his tobacco one last time, todoroki puts it out by singing the end of his cigarette into your spotted puppy ear again— smiling at your low, whistle tone whine.

“cum.” he commands, smearing his ruined cock against your lips. “or else, you won’t get another chance.” 

fear breeds obedience and as if on queue, your body follows the order— a clear stream of arousal splashing out hard against the floor from your raw, sticky cunt. the world is a blinding white, black spots eating at the corner of your vision. 

by the time you come to, world famous designer cruella— shouto todoroki has returned to petting your hair with gentle care that doesn’t make you fear him any less but makes you love him a little more. he chuckles, red and white hair shaking with it as you sleepy nuzzle his thigh— a mess of cum and tears and spit. 

so shouto snaps a picture of you, a perfect muse for his next design. 

his obedient and well disciplined, precious dalmation puppy hybrid. 

more precious than any spot in the world.

#𓆩♱𓆪. 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑'𝟐𝟐 #todoroki x reader #todoroki smut #todoroki x you #todoroki imagine #todoroki fanfic #todoroki fic #shouto todoroki smut #shouto todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto smut #tteokdoroki #todoroki shouto x reader #bnha smut #bnha x reader #todoroki thirst #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki smut #todoroki shoto smut #mha smut #tw: smoking #tw: fear play