#sub deku

[mysicklove]

i can imagine izuku still being a virgin and getting so pussydrunk because it's his first time

𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐘

Pairings: Virgin! Sub! Top! Pro-Hero! Izuku x Experienced! Dom! Bottom! AFAB! Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Alcohol use, heavy overstimulation, vaginal penetration, biting, hickeys, creampie, crying, begging, nicknames,, multiple rounds

A/N: Guys Im going to be honest. This is lowkey mostly plot heavy and not too much smut. Im sorry anon I should have made it short and smutty, but I just had this idea and one thing lead to another... I will make short smut stuff!!!!!

Izuku was desperate to have sex. He may be doing fantastic career-wise, but his life in the sheets was dry. So unbelievably dry. He was so pent up, so frustrated, he needed it so badly. Every night he has to get himself off, and by god, he wanted more.

He met you a couple of weeks ago, and you have clouded his mind ever since. He doesn't even know your name. All he knows is you were wearing a red dress, and you kissed him so hard he couldn't breathe. Pressed your knee on his clothed cock, and just like nothing happened, disappeared.

He was drunk. The both of you were. He remembers the smell of alcohol on your breath, how flushed you look. He was probably no better, the fact that this happened at all means he had to be wasted. He barely has the confidence to talk to girls.

It happened at some sort of party that only celebrities or the rich attend, but with all the Google searches in the world, he couldn't find you. His search history was embarrassing.

But even so, he fantasized about you. The purr of your voice, the soft hands that ran over his muscular body, the way you said, “Such a pretty boy in front of me, you must have all the ladies in the palm of your hand, hmm?” while pressing your lips, coating with red lipstick, onto his neck.

He couldn't get you out of his head. He attended every single party, but alas he could never find you. He would end up at home, alone, touching himself.

Until he found you again, two months later. At another party.

He spills the champagne in his hands, when he sees you, eyes wide, before stumbling up and over to you. You are at a table by yourself, sipping on some sort of cocktail. You were in a dark blue tight dress today, and instead of that red lipstick that stained his neck, you were wearing clear lip gloss.

He awkwardly, and hesitantly taps your shoulder, and flushes when you turn around. The thoughts of that night come flooding back to him, and he has to look away so he doesn't get a hard-on.

“Oh! Deku, I didn't know you were here.” You say with a bright smile and he blinks at you. He just cannot stop thinking about the fact that this is the face he gets off to daily. The way you look now is so different than last time. You look so innocent, grinning so widely, it's nothing like the flushed, domineering persona you had that night.

Either way, it's still you and he gulps. “Hey! Yeah…I was invited.”

You smile into your glass cup. “I would hope so.”

He blushes. Such a stupid thing to say. Of course, he was invited and you were too, what was he even talking about? “So..What's your name?”

You hold out a hand and grin. “Y/N.”

He takes it and gently shakes it, trying to hold back his nervous shaking. “It's nice to me you, Im–”

“Deku?” You prompt with a tilt of your head.

He falters, “Uh yeah! But I was going to say, Izuku” He trails off and you laugh.

“Sorry. Got ahead of myself! It's nice to meet you Izuku.” And suddenly your facial features flip. That smirk is back. He loves it. “Your tie is all messed up, mind if I fix it?” He blushes but nods. You grin and grab onto the green tie, and he goes needle straight. “Yknow. You look awfully familiar, Izuku.” You say in a lone tone, that makes the blood flow straight to his cock.

He splutters, “You, you think so?” You drop the tie and hum. Your mouth opens, beginning another probably teasing remark when a call of your name cuts you off. A female voice, he takes specific note of.

You turn to him and smile. “Well, that's my cue. I'll see you around, pretty boy.”

He stands there staring at the space you just preoccupied with a blank face. And then it hits him. Pretty boy. That’s what you called him that night. You remember. You had to. He turns around quickly and says, “Wait!” but you are already gone. Hidden by the crowd of dancing and drinking rich idiots.

He eyes the cocktail you left, sighs, and finishes it off. He has gotta get some liquid courage in him if he wanted to be bold enough to deal with you.

He searched the party all night, but alas he couldn't find you. He almost began to give up hope, when suddenly he saw you. Alone, once again, and on the balcony. He sets his drink down and uses the silver reflection of his plate as a mirror to quickly brush through his hair. He sighs and then as calmly as he could so nobody would say anything, walks to the balcony.

When you hear the footsteps, you turn around, and when you see who exactly it is, you grin. He laughs nervously. “Woah, funny seeing you here, Y/N.”

You raise your eyebrow and turn to lean your back on the balcony ledge. “Oh don't give me that, I saw you looking for me all night like a lost puppy.” You throw your head back in a laugh and his ever-returning blush is back.

“Y-You knew? But, why didn't you…” He trails off when you step closer to him. Now you were less than a foot away, grinning up at him, he could almost feel your breasts press against him. He gulps and looks away, hoping to fight his arousal. He could smell the traces of alcohol.

You grab his face to make him look at you, and you lean forward like you are going to kiss him, and then pause, centimeters away. “Izuku, what do you want from me?”

“Everything.” He whispers eyes half-lidded as he stares at your lips.

You smile. “Good answer.” And then press his lips to his. He groans, low and softly, but leans into the kiss. He grabs your waist and presses you against him, and you pull away when you feel his hard cock. “Where should we go?” You prompt, basically inviting him to ask you to his place.

But, much to your dismay, he doesn't get it. “Bathroom,” He says, thinking back to that one night, and then leans forward for another kiss.

You pull away, eyebrows furrowed in disgust. His eyes widen when he feels your warmth disappear. “Bathroom, really? You–You are just like all the others. I thought after the whole romantic balcony scene you would at least have the decency to ask me to your place.” You turn around to head back inside.

He stumbles forward, and grabs your wrist, eyes pleading. “Wait! I'm sorry! I'm nervous, please come over! I've never done this before, I promise I'm not like the others,” He basically begs and this time your eyes widen.

“Oh my. Don't tell me, the number one pro hero, is a virgin?” He looks away and goes silent. You throw your head back in laugh at the confirmation, and he pouts. Then, you grab onto the green tie and pull him forward, he stumbles in front of you, the blush returning. “I'm going to have so much fun with you, pretty boy.”

Tonight was the best night ever, Izuku decides when his head is thrown back, mouth open, as you sink onto his cock. How could he be missing this all of his years? It was so much better than the fantasy. So much better.

“Oh god,” He groans, hands coming to your hips instinctually. You begin to steady your movements, sitting on your knees in his lap.

“How does it feel? After all this time, you finally lost your virginity,” You say with a grin, hand running down to trace his chest. He nods, a drunken smile pulling at his face.

He gazes down at your sexes and moans. “Feels good. Warm, mhmm so warm.” His voice cracks, “and tight. So much b-better than my hand.”

You laugh, but it comes out in broken pants, so you lean forward to kiss him. He pulls away quickly, eyes wide and panicked. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I'm going to cum. No, no, it's too earlier. I can't” He shakes his head and clutches at the sheets beneath him, trying desperately to hold it back, as you continue to ride him.

You shake your head with an adoring gaze. “’s alright. We will just have to go again. And again and again, until you are all fucked out, hmm?”

He stares at you with hearts in his eyes, nodding rapidly. “Yes. Yes, please, please. Fuck. Cumming. I’m cuming!” And just like he said, he released his load in you and rolls his eyes back. Small gasps and a silent moan tumble down from his lips, and his hand shakes as he grips onto your hips.

You coax him through it with a smile, running your fingers through his unruly hair. When he comes down from his high he stares at you with a lazy grin, and the next thing you know you are being flipped over.

Your eyes widen as you feel Izuku start to move in and out again. It was surprising, he had just come down from his orgasm. Wasn't he being overstimulated? His pathetic whine answered your question. “Iz-Izuku, do you want to take a break?” You sigh when he begins to pick up the ruthless pace again.

He leans his head into your neck and shakes his head rapidly. His voice comes out in a pitchy whine, “But you said!” He grips the pillow next to your head and whimpers into your neck, feeling the pain of his spent cock being overworked.

“We can go again after you recover.” You gasp and clutch onto his back, sending nail marks down it. He groans. “So it won't hurt you.”

He shakes his head again and you can feel the drip of the tears falling onto your neck. He was trembling. “No. Please don't make me stop. ‘m good. So good. Feels so so good.”

You grin, maybe a little sadistically as you watch him begin to crumble. You wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer. He moans, high pitched, and loud. He presses his lips to your neck, sucking and marking any area he can lay his mouth on. You crane your neck to allow his urges. “I love it. I love it.” He half murmurs half whines in between kisses.

“Hmm?” You respond, not trusting yourself to speak while he begins to pick up the pace. One hand grips onto his hair and the other continues to scratch his back.

“Your pussy. S-So warm and tight. ’s like it was made for me.” He gasps and you laugh, to the best of your ability.

You pull him back by the mop on his head and he whines, eyes shut, as his head tilts backward. “What happened to my bashful virgin? You're so lewd now.” His hips pick up the pace.

He tries to the best of his ability to shake his head but ultimately fails under your grip. “But I love it! I do!” You laugh at the ridiculous response and let go of his hair. He collapses back and immediately buries his face into your neck again. “Im going to cum again. Can I cum? Please, please.”

“So quick. Still have a virgin body. Alright. For me, yeah?”

He nods a little embarrassed, and he feels his muscles begin to contract. He bites down on your shoulder and you hiss, but he ignores it, riding his second orgasm through. It's stronger and harder than the first and he screams into your skin, tears falling copiously down his round, flushed cheeks.

He peers down and widens his eyes when he sees his cum begin to leak out of your pussy. He gulps, feeling himself get hard once again, and flips you over immediately. “More. More. Please, just one more. One more time.” He lays completely on top of you and interjoins his fingers with yours.

He uses his arm to lift your hips up so that it was easier to fuck. It makes you raise your eyebrows. He must have watched a lot of porn to know that trick.

“What if I say no?” You tease and he releases an unsteady whine. His eyes are blurry from the tears.

“Please don't say no. Please, I love it. I love it so much. Please, Y/N!” He begs, dropping his head on the pillow next to your face.

“So needy.”

“P-Please.” He whimpers, in a voice so low you could barely hear and you grin.

“Alright. Go ahead.” You could barely finish your statement when all of a sudden he is pounding into you again, mumbling stuff like “Thank you. Thank you.” and “Good. So good.”

You know it hurts him. It has too, overstimulation is no joke. But the way he continues, eyes watery and hips frantic shows just how desperate he is. How obsessed he is with it. The pain didn't even matter to him, the thought of driving his cock into you spurred him on.

He wanted more. You opened his eyes, and once uncovering the truth, he could never get enough of it.

Fucking Izuku may not have been a good idea. In an instant, you turned this poor, cute virgin, into a pussy-starved man. But alas, he seems to only seek it from one particular person, so it may not be all that bad.

He came five times that night and you twice. He asked to go again, but you had to stop him when you took a peak at his fuming red cock, tear-stained cheeks, and trembling body. He doesn't seem to know when to stop.

You left early that morning, legs wobbly and body completely spent. He slept in, his body seeming to be more exhausted than yours.

When he woke up, his body sticky from sweat, his hair messy and body was sore, the first thing he took notice was the sticky note stuck onto his forehead.

Messy, cursive handwriting spelled out, I’ll be waiting for my lost puppy to come crawling back to me again. Xoxo, Y/N

He fell back onto the pillow with a groan. Not even a phone number. You were so cruel.

So, he does what any good puppy does. He attends every party for the next three weeks until he finds you again.

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[uravitypng]

What about Overstimulation for Izuku

"pl-please, puppy, plea-" this is the third time you're stroking his cock after he first came. your boyfriend is a sight for sore eyes, deku the number one pro hero underneath you, teary eyed and wobbly lipped. "ffu-uck please," he whimpers, bucking his hips up to meet your hand halfway.

you giggle at the sight, "please what 'zuku? thought you wanted me to stop? thought it was too much? please what?" he whines so prettily for you in response. you rub your thighs together turned on and trying to give yourself stimulation.

you lean down and place a soft kiss on his stomach, making him thrust more. you hold him down with your hand that is currently unoccupied to stop him thrusting. you know that he could easily move if he really wanted, he is strong enough but he did as you wanted. "you can give me one more right 'zuku?" he nods his head furiously, you quicken your movements and he comes with a low groan. some of his cum lands on his stomach and chest while the majority landed on your hand. you lick your fingers clean and the rest of him before licking a line along his cock. he whines at the stimulation and you grin wickedly. "one more, yeah?"

hopefully you like this <3 i'm not sure if you wanted a dom reader or dom izuku but i went with a dom reader because i thought it would be fun. i've never written a dom reader before either. hopefully it's good <3

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[vampcubus]

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, sub!yandere!izuku, dom!fem!reader, kinda mean reader, izuku being delusional & obsessive, spitting, oral (f!receiving), not proofread.

I wanna bully Yandere Izuku just a bit, just to watch him crumple at the slightest crumb of attention. Because let’s face it, Izuku doesn’t care if you’re being nice to him. He wants you to perceive him, to acknowledge him as something tangible — something worth your time. And if you spend that time pulling on his chubby cheeks and hooking your fingers in his mouth to spit into it, who is he to try and stop you?

If he can’t be with you, he can at least be entertaining for you. If you say all he’s good for is to spread his legs and fuck himself on his fingers while you watch, who is he to disagree? All that processes in his fuzzy little head is that he’s good for something.

It’s just fun at first, teasing your pathetic little stalker to see him trip over himself. You didn’t mean for it to go this far, but you can’t deny that the creep has grown on you. After all, who else would get on their knees and worship the ground you walk on while being treated like a pet? Not many, which makes Izuku a special case that you just can’t get enough of.

Your conscience is telling you to get outta there, that playing with someone’s feelings that was so clearly ill for you was a bad idea. You can imagine the fit he’d throw if you proposed such an idea, actually quite vividly because he’s throwing it right now.

“What do you mean we shouldn’t see each other anymore? I thought things were going so well!” He sobs into your thigh, his arms and legs clinging to your leg like a child. Your hands hover just above his head awkwardly, unsure if you should really be comforting him right then. “You can’t break up with me now!”

“Break up? We were never even a thing. There’s nothing to break up. I let you follow me around and we had a bit of fun, but really this is getting out of control. I mean, I’m using you, you know?”

Izuku doesn’t seem to be hearing you though, too caught up in his own delusions. You had expected him to take it poorly, but this was worse than you thought.

“You weren’t concerned about using me before. Why are you abandoning me all of a sudden? I just wanna make you happy!” The man bawls, and you’re ashamed by how the pathetic look on his face excites you.

He was pretty, even when he cried.

“Don’t you see that whatever fantasy world you live in isn’t real? I told you from the beginning that a relationship between us was impossible.”

“But you keep coming back to me. That means I’m useful to you, right? I’ve been so good for you. I’ve stopped following you around as much and I’ve been taking less of your stuff like you asked me to! I’ve done everything you asked without question, you can’t throw me away now!” Izuku’s fingers twist in your shirt, and he uses it as leverage to drag himself up from the floor.

“Izuku,” you sigh, more protestations resting on the tip of your tongue, but he beats you to the punch.

“Let me prove to you how much you need me. That no one can make you feel as good as I can, can submit to you like I can.” He sinks to his knees before you, like he’s done countless times before, his shaking hands pulling your skirt up so he can mouth at your cunt through the cotton of your panties.

Your knees buckle at the contact, your hand rushing down to hold the back of his head despite yourself. You can only sigh and let him lap at you, letting him tug your panties down your legs to suckle at your oversensitive pussy properly.

You have to admit that he’s gotten much better at this. You can vividly remember the first time you let him go down on you, teaching him how to eat you out the way you liked it. And you can tell now that he’d memorized every word, every moan of approval and scrap of praise you’ve thrown his way because he knows just where you need his slick tongue to tease.

Izuku still moans excitedly into your pussy after all this time, as if the act itself was pleasurable for him too. Not knowing that he dreamed of it years before you met officially, or how he fucked his fist until his cock was raw at the thought of tasting you. He savors every swipe of his pink tongue over you abundant slick like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to, and with a hitch of his breath, tears spring to his eyes when he realizes that it might be.

If he didn’t do a good job you’d leave him.

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[hotvinimon]

Valentines Day With Sub!Boyfriend Izuku ?

Sub Boyfriend Izuku Midoriya Headcanons and small fics in between.

Plot : It's Valentines. And what's the best gift for your oh so innocent and cute sub boyfie Izuku Midoriya ?

Author’s note : I hope you really like this. I'm sorry for posting this so late after Valentines. Also this fic is 18+. Minors do not interact.

Warnings : MDNI. NSFW. 18+. Gag, Handjob, overstimulation. The images are not mine. Credits to the owner.

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If you had a slightest thought that Izuku would be the one who would shower his s/o with gifts on valentines like he doesn’t do that already on normal days, then you are hundred and one percent right.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who comes at your place at 6 in the morning to surprise you with tons of heart shape thingies ?? Heart shaped balloons, Heart shaped red velvet cake, Heart shaped Chocolates, Heart Shaped Cupcakes. You name a thing and he has it there, and that too in a heart shape.

“Who is- O my god Izu ??? What are you doing here this early ??” Rubbing off the drool from your chin you looked at Izuku with wide eyes who was almost carrying a mini bakery in his hands. “I was just excited to see you. Be my valentines ??” he extends all the stuff he was carrying in his arms and gives you the sweetest smile ever that you could never refuse to. Like you could ever say no to him.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who would show you each and everything he for you.

“Gosh Izu~ this is too much. How would I eat everything ??” you chuckled at his sweet gesture. “But I really appreciate you for doing all this. How about I show you something that I got for you ?”.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who would become really excited about your reaction that you could almost see his imaginary tail wagging and perked up ears.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who gets a mini shock attack when you give him a kiss t-shirt ?? He wants all them on his lips. He Would definitely beg you to kiss him with non-stain proof lipstick all over him.

"Did you made this ?" He was really whipped. "Yes Baby. Do you like it ?" "OFCOURSE I DO. CAN I HAVE THEM ON MY LIPS ??" "ofcourse baby." You chuckled at his energy.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku would point out every empty space on his body.

"And here" "Here too" "There is some space as well !!"

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who would be confused when you would tell him that the gift is still waiting for him. But his confusion is replaced with hard breath and blood rush when you come out of the wardrobe in a very sexy piece. Small ribbon bows tied on your stiff nipples and covered with a very shear see through net top, garter belt attached with lacy thongs decorated with an embroided "IZUKU" in front and a pom pom ball in the back, mist sprayed all over your body giving an illusion of sweat, your half lidded eyes eye fucking him and your glossy lips parted just for him.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who can feel his boner strapped tight in his jeans that's rubbing with every movement of his body. He tries to adjust himself under your gaze and he props himself up, attempting to hide the massive bulge.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who shudders when you chuckle and prop yourself on his lap, right above his ehm ehm. You give his lips a peck, then take his breath away by sliding your tongue over his. He's so stunned he almost forgets to kiss you back, until he regains an inch of composure and starts licking and sucking at you.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who gets absolute pufferfish when you ask him to word what he wants. He blushes and tries to tell you but gets absolutely crazy when you distract him by planting butterflies on his neck, poking and picking his nipples and grinding his tent through his jeans.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who becomes a stuttering mess and can’t even form proper words. But whenever he tries, gets poked or teased by you. He feels his jeans staining and mouth drooling. He knows better to tell you than keeping his words to himself.

"Baby, tell me," your delicate fingers trace the ink up his neck to where it stops at his jaw, "tell me what you need." "W-want-" he stutters and breathes hard. You smile sweetly, giving a kitten lick to his neck. “Hmm ?? what were you saying ?? you need to tell me what you want” “I-It it… Hu… hur” he again shuts up when you slowly grind his nipples with yours. “What is it Zuku ?? kitten I can’t help you if you don’t tell me. You’ll tell mommy what you want right ??” you mewl at him.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who short circuited when he heard you. The new nick name travelled straight to his dick

“Mm… Momm… Mommyy… It-It-Hr-hurts.” Izuku complains with fat tears in his eyes.

“Where does it hurt baby ?” you coo at him. “H-Here.” C-could you please k-kiss it better ??” Izuku points out at the massive tent that you are grinding on past few minutes. “is this,” you look up at him through narrowed eyes, “is this where it hurts, love?” Another small twitch is felt, a nonverbal answer. “you want me to kiss this better, do you?” You tilt your head to the side, silently urging him to say it out loud himself.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who nods frantically, his breath shallow and rapid, unable to form coherent words to express his urgent need and the intensity of his longing that he's been holding onto for what feels like an eternity.- what he’s willing to do for if, it’s all the confirmation you need to pull his pants down without wasting a second.

he’s hard, painfully so. Unable to resist, you reach for the tip, softly hovering at his clothed lenght, almost teasing him . “aww,” You flicked his cock beneath his boxers that sprang back once again “my darling baby.” A squeal escapes from his lips and he lets out long drawn whimpers. “don’t worry about the pain anymore,” you reassure him, he lets out low whimpers and moans that were once again captured by your lips. “i’ll take care of you. But as much as I love your voice, I want you to keep quiet. You know, all of my neighbours are at home. We don't want little kids to hear your filthy whimpers do we ??" you poked his lenght with your manicured nail.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who has no idea what you have for him. He gets all wide eyed when you tie his hands with the headboard and his legs with corners of the bed. You slowly hover over him and removes all unnecessary clothing except for his boxers. Which seem so torturous for the poor baby.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who gapes at the sight of gag that you tie to his mouth, but more painful was the part where you just sat on his tent and start grinding, while continuously sucking and nibing his nipples.

His legs are shaking, you realise, and you haven't even done anything yet. Drool and tears roll down his face, as he involuntarily rubs himself against you. Gently, you thumb the slit and stroke his pulsing cock, eyes flickering to his face to see how he likes it. It was so painful to watch him, that you finally inched down his boxers, resulting in a broken sigh from Izuku. "you like this, do you?" you laugh softly when his eyes practically roll back in his head, your tongue kitten licking that angry, fat tip of his - flushed a dark shade of cerise that looks absolutely delicious. “patience, love.” falling apart beneath your touch — poor baby’s just burning up — you lean back for a moment, letting saliva pool in your mouth before you spit on his shaft. You use a finger to prod at his entrance, eyes slightly widening at the feeling. “Wow love, you are so wet. You're dripping all over your legs and the pillows,” You murmur in astonishment, dragging your finger around the hole.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who whines in embarrassment, cheeks flushed from his heat, and now from humilation.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku who wants you. he wants all of you, and in return he’ll give you everything that he is. he’ll do anything for you, absolutely anything, all you have to do is order!

You fingers continue to drag along the area inches from his now hard dick, eyeing it contently. It sticks up proud, and seems to be begging to be touched. You smile and turn back to him, watching the way his chest raises from his breath in steady motions. you wrap your hands around his length, tighter than before, his pre leaves your hands a sticky mess. you look up at him, “eyes on me,” you say simply, adoring the way his lashes flatter as he look down at you with hearts in his hooded eyes, tears slipping down his freckled cheeks, a thin sheen of sweat coating his skin as he struggles to catch his breath. He whips his head back and forth and whines into the gag. It comes out as a broken plea. You start stroking his lenght at a very fast pace that gets him see starts in the dim light of your room.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku whose body goes limp from the pleasure, mind having overheated as he practically melts like butter, when ropes of white liquid shoot out, resulting a complete mess.

Sub!BoyfriendIzuku whose eyes go all wide when he sees you fisting his cock once more and swirling around the tip once again.

It’s gonna be a long valentine

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[cleewii]

rating: R18+

cw(s): 18+ content/MINORS DNI. sub! izuku, dom+gn! reader, izuku is into being called your wife, everyone is sort of a freak here

wanna make a housewife outta IZUKU.

i mean, it’s all just teasing at first. the occasional comment meant to pull that rosiness out of his cheeks whenever he makes you dinner or does your laundry for you.

“you’d make a good wife, izuku.” paired with a laugh that grows with the way his face blooms afterwards.

it’s all jokes, and he knew you didn’t mean anything by it, but slowly the jokes become more and more frequent. calling him your trophy wife, cute little housewife, telling him how pretty a ring would look on his finger.

when you have him laying against your chest, comfortable between your thighs, the jokes keep coming, even after you’ve already fucked him tender and dumb.

“y’could be my cute lil’ wife, you know.”

the soft feel of your lips against his skin has him shuddering a bit. the feeling only just feathers along his neck, then below his ear, until eventually your pressing kisses trailing across his temple.

“just stay home and look pretty f’me. never have to do all that horrible hero work.” your finger slides down from his soft cheek to his chin, turning his head to face you, all the while he’s staring into your eyes with a glazed over, fucked out expression that has a smile spreading across your face. “wouldn’t you like that, honey?”

“uh huh,” he nods, though the words aren’t reaching his brain. there’s only the light post-orgasm buzz warming him up inside, not a single thought can come through. he’d say yes to anything you’d propose right now, because in his eyes you’re divine, and he is nothing if not devoted to you. “please…”

“sweet thing,” you coo, “of course you would.”

“i’d get home from work n’ you’d be makin’ dinner while wearing that pretty ring i’d get you. as a present, i could bend you over the counter and fuck you on it, just like that…wouldn’t that be nice?”

the blood is starting to make its way back into his cock, and all he can do is stare wide eyed and stupid.

“could dress you up all nice and introduce you to my boss ‘n coworkers. And when we leave the party i’ll screw your pretty brains out in the backseat of the car for being so good f’me.”

you giggle a little, and it’s a sound so delicate and innocent he can hardly wrap his head around the filth coming out of your mouth. but that doesn’t stop the way it twists him up inside and leaves him squirming against you.

“bet you’d love that, huh baby?”

“Y-yes…yeah…oh—,” he groans. “please.” his face is starting to get hot, the rest of his body is already beginning to ache with the need searing in is cock. your words paint pictures in his mind that almost leaves spit trailing under his chin, and he’s not quite sure what to do. beg, cry, whine, it’s horrible, the way you toy with him. “please!”

“what’re you sayin’ please for?” Your fingers trail over his bare chest and teas across his pert nipples. “c’mon angel. use your words.”

“f-fuck…fuck me….!” he gasps. “please! make me…make me yours I—I wan’ it! i wan’ it! wanna be y—yours! please…please…please!”

“yeah? you wanna be mine that bad?”

“yes! oh…oh fuck—! yes!”

“but you’re already mine.” you press a kiss to his cheek. “tell me what you really want.”

his breath catches in his throat and it comes out a strangled whine, one that forces another shade of pink across his face.

‘what you really want’ it’s absurd, it’s embarrassing, but the longer you tease him the more he unravels, and he can feel himself slipping. “don’t—“

“oh c’mon angel…humor me won’t you?”

his lips press together tight as he stares at your hands, which lay on either side of his hip bones, thumbs tracing light circles against his skin. it’s a tantalizing feeling, a dull ache forming in his chest that threatens to bubble up into his throat, and he’s trying with the last threads of self control he has left to keep it at bay.

“do you hate the idea that much?”

“no!” he cries, shaking his head like he’s desperate. “n—no I….I….”

it’s too much. this feeling is too much, your touch is too much, the idea is too much.

But he loves it. he holds onto it like a secret he’ll only share with himself, but with you prodding this way, he’s worried he’ll spill.

He just can’t admit that he loves the joke a little too much.

#i blacked out and woke up with this in my drafts #i’m sick in the brain this is honestly so strange and i have no idea where it came from #izuku x reader #deku x reader #sub deku #sub izuku #sub midoryia #midoryia x reader #izuku midoryia x you #dom reader #clee.r18 #clee’s.drabbles

[lavendersmemories]

I wrote this in like 2022? Thought maybe I’d post it. If a certain part seems too familiar I was obsessed with back up by deJ loaf at the time. I have a half written part 2 if anyones interested after this part.

Warnings: nsfw, smut, all characters are 18+, fem! Reader, not proof read, porn without plot, fboy Deku who’s not as good as he thought, sub Deku, begging, overstimulation, little bit of dacryphilia, might’ve missed something

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Midoriya was going on a walk, it was pretty late Friday night. As he walked through the path of the UA dorm area he found a girl sitting on a bench by herself. He didn't recognize her, she was really pretty though. Not having any plans tonight her figured he might as well try for a bit of fun. He went and sat beside the girl, she took out her headphone and looked at him unamused.

"Can I help you?" She asked coldly. He stuck out his hand to her, she looked down at it unamused not accepting it. He put his hand back down with an awkward smile.

"Hey I'm Izu-" he said getting cut off by her.

"I know your name Midoriya, and I know all about your little reputation" she said rolling her eyes, he was a little taken aback but she was starting to intrigue him.

"I didn't realize I was starting to get famous. If you know about me then-" he tried again but she cut him off.

"I know you think your some kind of lady killer but I'm not like these other girls your messing around with, I think I'll pass" she said standing up to walk away, he grabbed her hand this firey attitude in her making him really interested in her.

"You didn't even let me finish, how'd you know that's what I was gonna say" he said making her turn around.

"Fine then what did you have to say?" She asked starting to get annoyed.

"I was going to ask your name, and who you are since I don't recognize you" he said, it was the half truth he was interested in that but she had it pretty accurate that his mind was elsewhere.

"I'm Y/n, a third year in the support course" she said, she left out her last name. Making him even more intrigued, the way that she had such an attitude and stayed mysterious made him want to dive in her pants even worse, as terrible as that may sound. It wasn't just that though, he did want to get to know this mysterious girl's personality and why she acted this way. He was glad she was at least in his grade though, he was really hoping the reason he didn't recognize her wasnt because she was a first year. It also confused him though how he never met her in these three years.

"Well tell me more about yourself Y/n" he said making her pull her arm away.

"I know what kind of game your trying to play, and I'm not falling for it. Honestly just because you get around doesn't mean your this hotshot that's going to get everyone to drop their panties for you, especially because I'm sure you've never actually made a women cum in your life." She said pretty confidently. He stood up with a smirk on his face.

"I mean you can test the theory then if your so confident in it. But I will say I always make sure she finishes first~" he said, using a different tone for the second part. He was trying to be seductive, any other girl would swoon but she was used to this.

Any guy that acted like him had never made her cum, only left her annoyed. So she was sure his 'amazing reputation' was all front, he was being honest though. It was his pride that he always left girls shaking.

She finally let out a sigh and looked at him, trying to act defeated. Inside she was wearing a giant smile, kind of excited to crush his ego.

"I mean fine if your so sure of yourself" she said, making the smirk go back onto his face. She started walking towards her dorm, he followed her quickly.

"By the way when I make you cum don't be blowing up my phone, it doesn't make me your boyfriend or anything" he said from behind her, she nodded trying to stifle a giggle as she kept walking.

She took him back to her dorm, going up to the top floor. He entered the room taking a quick look around as she locked the door, not quite what he was expecting but to be fair the only thing he knew about this girl was her first name. He didn't normally like to do something like that but sometimes it happens. The girl then startled him by teleporting infront of him.

"Oh fuck, you scared me" he said as she laughed quietly. That was one way to find out her quirk.

"Don't worry, I'll be full of surprises" she said with a smirk. She then leaned up kissing him, he kissed her back wrapping an arm around her waist.

He slowly inched towards her bed, making sure to not knock either of them over in the process. Gently pushing her onto it before climbing over her body. As she stared up at him there was just something in his eyes, it drew him in.

He leaned down needing to feel her soft lips against his again. Letting his hands trail down her sides, not pushing under the shirt or straying too far, he always did try his best to be respectful.

He didn't try to pry anything, but her tongue slide past his lips making a grunt leave his mouth. If this was her pace he could most certainly match it. His tongue swirled against hers, fighting for dominance. She decided to play along and let him win, being able to feel the satisfaction on his face although she knew she could instantly wipe that away if she so chose to.

His hands settled on her waist, holding tightly as he let his tongue freely move about her mouth, trying to explore every inch of it. He was feeling satisfied in this, feeling as though she was there at his mercy. But her thigh pressed up against his crotch, causing a stutter in his movements and unexpected moan.

He had to pull away, looking down at her with half lidded lust clouded eyes. She only stared at him innocently, moving to take off her shirt. And he was quick to follow.

"Let me touch you?" He asked softly after discarding his shirt.

"Don't really have to ask" she sounded almost annoyed, placing his hands on her sides. As he let his hands explore the soft exposed skin he lean down, face in her neck. "wanted to be a gentleman" was grumbled against the skin as he kept touching her. Gently kissing at the junction between her neck and shoulder as his hands met her chest.

An annoyed sigh left his mouth at the fabric keeping him from properly touching them. He was too nice of a boy to acknowledge it earlier but he knew she had a nice chest. And as the boob guy he was he was rather excited. His hands were quick to trail behind her back, getting at those clasps quickly.

As he sat up to help her completely pull off her bra his eyes sparkled. She did have a nice chest, infact he was sure he loved it he thought. His hands were quick to cup them, feeling himself twitch against his jeans at the softness. He could do this forever.

When he realized her gaze was fixated on him and his awed look he flashed a bright smile. Leaning down to press kisses onto her collarbone.

"You have a really nice body, so beautiful" he mumble out softly, green eyes staring up at her as he left those soft kisses. Instead of venturing lower like he would've liked to he was pulled up into another kiss.

He smiled against her lips, loving the soft feeling of them against his. He really hadn't realized how worked up he had gotten until a slight shift had his hips pressed against hers. And he had to hold back a whimper at the feeling. It embarrassed him how horny he was, he usually didn't feel this way nor move so quickly. But the feeling of her leggings inching down made him ready to rip off everything and just be inside.

He sat up, his face slightly flushed as he looked down at her lightly panting. He was tugging at his belt as he watched not only her legs be exposed but also her cunt. She really did move fast, but he would be lying if he said he didn't love this pace.

His pants were quickly tugged off and he was now spreading her legs, getting ready to dive right in when she stopped him with a gentle tug of the hair.

"That won't be necessary" his eyes went wide, she really wasn't gonna let him please her? His mouth hung open for a moment but he sat up anyway, looking down at the girl.

"Then should..." his voice trailed off slightly, not positive what to ask but as her gaze trailed to his boxers he got the message, quickly pulling them down.

After he took his boxers off he tried to get on top of her but was pushed onto his back. She climbed ontop of him straddling his waist. He looked up at her as she gently grabbed his cock, before she let him inside her she looked down at him.

"By the way if I fuck and make you cum you gotta promise not to stress me. Don't be blowing up my phone and don't be leaving voice messages" she said with a smile, making fun of what he said earlier. He tried to retort but she pushed the tip against her, he pressed his lips shut.

Her being on top of him did slightly ruin his usual method but he was sure he wouldn't have a problem, or could take back control and get on top eventually. He was pretty confident in this, he's always been good at lasting long.

She in one swift quick motion made their hips meet. He didn't know what happened but he let out a grunt and instantly released inside of her. His eyes were shut tight and he gripped the sheets as he drained his load. She was quite surprised but stayed as she was.

After about a minute he opened his eyes, his face was red and the embarrassment set in.

"I-I-I" he just stuttered over again. She put a finger over his lips, beginning to rock her hips back and forth. A loud moan left his lips. "Y-y-y/n you.. you can't do that... it's too much" he said grunting and moaning, his eyes closing tightly and his hand grabbing her waist.

"Come on Midoriya you were supposed to make me cum, wheres the fun in me getting one thrust" she teased him a big smirk on her face, but she did stop moving her hips since he asked. He looked up at her, his face was red and his mouth was just left hung open. She could make out some sweat starting to drip down his face. "Well I'm disappointed but I guess if your already tapped out.." she said lifting her hips to get off of him, his hips thrusted upwards to her. He wasn't sure why but the feeling of even a little of that overstimulating pleasure leaving made his body react on its own.

"N-no, more please" he whined out, she looked down at him surprised again. He grabbed onto her hips as he continued to grind his up into them. His eyes were beginning to gloss over, with all the girls that he had been with before he never felt this way before. He had never cum so quickly, and had never chased pleasure after an orgasm. Something about her had him entranced and needing more.

"Oh I thought it was too much?" She teased seeing his head shake on the pillow, she pushed her hips back down over his. Making a loud moan leave his mouth.

"Oh god, yes please more!" He pleaded as her hips started to slowly move. He kept bucking his hips up into hers begging for her to ride him faster. Her wet walls were absolutely strangling him as she slowly bounced herself on his cock.

"Please! Faster!! I need it, please Y/n!!" He begged, his eyes growing teary again. She rolled her eyes at the begging boy beneath her, as bad as she wanted to tease him she couldn't will herself to as he shamelessly asked for more. So she raised herself almost completely off of him, sinking back down on his cock before going at an unfair pace.

Izuku squealed at the overwhelming pleasure he was feeling, he had never had a girl make him feel this way before. Usually he'd be routinely pounding away (not that he was complaining, he always got to get off) and working circles on her clit while saying the nastiest words into her ear. Or if he had a girl ride him (which was hardly ever) he'd be guiding her, fucking her down onto his cock. Possibly even holding her still just to pound up into her.

But this was a completely different and new pleasure, this felt better then any sex he had before. This made all his other sex compare to nothing more then his left hand.

He was writhing underneath her, holding onto her thighs bruisingly as she kept unfairly riding him. Her walls squeezing around him for all he was worth. And as much as the pleasure burned, as much as he thought he should stop, he just couldn't. Not when it felt this good.

He stared up at her with glossy emerald eyes as he kept squeezing her thighs, digging his nails into the plush flesh. Loud moans wouldn't stop leaving his mouth. She on the other hand looked unphased above him, riding him like this which was to her content because Izuku knew he was powerless right now. He felt like she was just using him as a toy, and god did he love being her dildo.

A loud gasp left his mouth, followed by a sob as she angled her hips a new way, allowing him to hit deeper inside her which resulted in her squeezing him tighter. Tears rolled down his cherry red cheeks as his head tossed back and forth across the pillow. His tight grip on her thighs turning deathening as he tried to take the burn of the overstimulation out on them.

"O-oh god, fuck, please, please!!" He cried out, not even knowing what he was begging for at that point. Her head tilted down to check in on the boy beneath her again, and god he looked ruined. Tears were streaming down blushing cheeks as he cried his pleasure, sweat matting his curled locks to his forehead.

"Please what pretty boy?" She asked and hearing her sultry voice, plus the nickname made him snap again. His back arched and his mouth fell open as he shoot inside her once again. A shrill scream escaped his throat as he thrashed at his second overwhelming orgasm.

Her pace never faltered, staring down at the boy in amusement as she kept greedily riding his cock. He didn't know how but he was still half hard at this point, and unfairly twitching back to life inside her. He really didn't think he could handle anymore but he'd be dammed if he asked her to stop.

His eyes were fixated on hers as she gazed down at him. Even with his blurry vision he could make out the smug look on her face. He couldn't stop himself from coming undone like this though, he would choose this pleasure over anything else.

"Such a pretty little thing you are" she purred out softly, a choked out moan leaving him in response. And a loud sob followed as her hands met his chest, expertly playing with his nipples. His thighs shook above the sheets at the new pleasure of her fingers rolling his buds. He'd never been touched that way before, and he really didn't think he could take it on top of everything else.

"Y/n.... Fuck! I can't... can't take it!" He cried out, his eyes squeezing themselves shut tight. Even as he said that he wouldn't let go of her thighs, and his cock still throbbed inside her.

Her hips didn't slow though, they probably sped he really couldn't tell anyone. And she just kept squeezing around him, the sensation was growing tighter. Her delicate fingers were still dancing on his chest, just adding to the overstimulation that was melting his mind with each pinch and roll of his sensitive nipples.

His thighs shook beneath her as his eyes shot open, crying out wishing for the burn to stop even if it felt so good. Her expression above him was no longer smug his blurry vision was finally able to decipher, in fact she was biting her lip and looked to be struggling. And from the way her gushing cunt wouldn't stop clenching around him his two functioning brain cells were able to tell what was gonna happen.

So he willed himself to buck his hips up into her unforgiving heat, wanting so desperately to help her cum even if he could barely think. She was caught off guard and her motions on his chest had to pause as she tried to collect her bearings. As much as she wanted to hold back, make it look like she had so much more self control then him, she was failing and she knew she was gonna cum soon.

"Please!! Please, leaaaseee!!" Izuku forced himself to scream out, it was the most coherent he could get even though it was horribly slurred by all the drool in his mouth.

She took the hint, cursing herself in the back of the mind as she let herself give in. No longer ignoring the tightly wound begging coil in her stomach she moved a hand down to rub her clit. Quickly coming undone and convulsing around his cock. Izuku couldn't be happier to see her cum "for him", it wasn't much of his doing but it satisfied him. So much that the sight had his eyes rolling back and his back arching off the bed, pouring a third load into her tight clenching pussy. Until he was whining and whimpering, it really had become too much.

She looked down at him and mercifully lifted herself off from his cock. Wiping the tears and drool away from his pretty face as he hazily stared up at her, a happy dopey grin on his face and unfocused emerald eyes close enough to meeting hers. She gave his forehead a kiss before getting off the bed, fetching a towel to clean him up.

His hazy eyes opened a little surprised as she started cleaning him up, mumbling his appreciation. He was practically passed out right now, barely paying attention as she got herself dressed again.

When he forced himself to sit up he felt like he couldn't look at her with anything other then pure adoration. He sighed dreamily "this is more then a crush, i just might be in love" whether it was with her or her pussy was still to be determined.

#izuku smut #izuku midoriya #izuku mydoria #izuku x reader #smut #mha smut #deku smut #midoriya smut #izuku midoryia smut #izuku midoria x reader #izuku midoryia x you #sub deku #deku x reader

[lemon-muncher]

Hii! I have a request!

Can you write Sub!Bakugou and Sub!Midoriya getting fxcked by Male Reader? And can it be a threesome?

Thank you! <3

Submissive bakudeku is my favorite guilty pleasure

I will admit, writing threesomes or group sex is new for me so this might not be as good

Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou....

The two of them have your heart wrapped up in a nice pretty bow that they like to pull at nonstop. You knew before starting a relationship with the both of them, that their rivalry would be something to work on, but you never expect THIS!

They sat in your office covered in bruises from head to toe. Most people would assume it was from hero work because it is a dangerous profession. Yet, you, being their loving and loyal boyfriend knew different. " I thought I told you two to behave while on patrol..." You sat your desk with your back turned to them. It was embarrassing. How could the best heroes you know go and start fighting out in public when they're supposed to be patrolling. "B-but Y/N! Kacchan started it!" Izuku whined behind you with what you could guess was a big pout on his face. "Deku's just mad I can make you cum more than him!" A boisterous laugh echoed in the room. Of course, this is what they were fighting about. If it wasn't about being the number one hero, it was about you.

With a sigh, you rose from your desk, startling the two men. "Get changed and meet me in the car." You voice heavy with dread as you made your way out of your own office. Other pro heroes watched you stroll down the halls with condolences on their faces. They didn't know about your intimate relationship, but they knew you were the only one who could deal with the two men. "Just because I leave doesn't mean to start fighting again, dammit!" You yelled sensing your two lovers were brawling behind your back. A few apologizes were quickly murmured and fast footsteps headed towards the agency's locker room. Sighs left everyone's mouth.

The drive home was relatively quiet. You had Katsuki and Izuku sit in the back of your vehicle to prevent a fight from starting for who could seat in the passenger's seat while you drove. Other than Izuku's and Katsuki's quiet rambling with one another, the ride home was close to silent. You continuously looked back in your rear-view window to watch their antics. What they didn't know is that you knew their game way better than they knew yours. They would fight, get a reaction out of you and get railed to heaven and back by the end of the day. It's fair to say their tactics usually worked. But today.... Today, they decided to fight in public around civilians, the media, and other admirable pro heroes who viewed them in a bright light.

As you pulled in, their bickering stopped. A pair of red and green eyes stared into your figure. "Go get yourselves ready... You have five minutes." Your voice was stern, just the way they liked it. Almost at the speed of light, they ran into your shared house, stumbling over their own feet. It was amusing to say the least. "This'll be fun~

"Come on Kacchan! Y/N's gonna come in soon!" Through the crack of your shared bedroom, your lovers were completely naked. Their hands were tangled in each other's hair as their mouths fought for dominance over one another. Izuku tried to pull away as he forced his scared fingers farther into himself. Katsuki on the other hand pulled his partner closer to him, wanting to feel more friction against his naked body. " Don't care. What's that bastard gonna do, huh?" Katsuki huffed as he moved to start kissing down Izuku's throat. The combination of their moans and whimpers was like music to your ears. Undoubtedly, you were hard beyond belief. The sight of your ignorant boys could make anyone cum.

"What am I going to do, Katsuki?" Your voice was harsh as you pushed the door open to reveal yourself. They froze on your bed. "And Izuku... at least you listened to me. Prepping yourself like a good boy." The green haired pro hero blushed as his blonde counterpart stared at you in aw and embarrassment. "I was hoping you would both be good boys and listen to me but I guess Katsuki was having other plans." The blonde trembled as he imagined the things you could do to him. Would you spank him? Overstimulate or edge him? Maybe even use Izuku infront of him while he's restrained, who knows? His thoughts were cut off by your rough hand around his throat. His eyes darted from yours to Izuku's who was just as shocked and hand his hair gripped in your hand. "Unfortunately, I have to punish you both... you embarrassed me at work and I'm not feeling remorseful."

It was rather simple getting Katsuki to beg for forgiveness. The second you placed orange bandage rope in Izuku's hands ad instructed him to tie his partner up, the blonde switched demeanor. Occasionally, you liked to give Izuku his own freedom under your command. As long as he did his job and tied the blonde pro hero up, he could tie him up in any position and as tight as he wanted. You guessed Katsuki must have hit a nerve during patrolling because he had little to no hope of escaping his restraints without the help of you and Izuku.

Izuku started begging with his blonde counterpart when you instructed him to fuck Katsuki without your help. Even when both men were close, you instructed him to keep going. Orgasm after orgasm, the boys trembled from your instructions. "I didn't say to stop, Izuku! Do I have to give you another punishment like Katsuki?" The green haired pro hero furiously shock his head as his hips stuttered against Katsuki's. " Y/N! I- We can't anymore! Can't cum anymore!" Tears filled his eyes and fell down his red cheeks. "If you can't cum anymore, I'm sure Katsuki won't mind you using him as a toilet..." You glanced over to the blonde who had droll roll down his face. "No! Only Y/N can! Fuck~ Tell Deku to stop!"

Both of your pathetic lovers we're covered in sweat, drool and excessive amounts of cum. It was a hypnotic sight. Seeing them fuck each other at your command was far beyond any power trip you could experience. The two of them watched as you stroked yourself to them. "That's enough, you two. You've been good boys for me. So I guess you deserve a reward."

#dom reader #sub character #bnha #mha #dom male reader #bakudeku #sub bakugou #bakugou x reader #sub deku #deku x reader #sub midoriya #midoriya x reader

[akkkkollle]

turning innocent subby good boy izuku into a horny freak begging to be fucked in his dorm and bakugo listening against the wall masterbating cause he has a crush on us (izuku and bakugo's dorms are next to each other)

sir kink, degrading, hair pulling also could he be wearing some sort of lingere please and thank you :)

feel free too add or remove anything

-🏃

Pairing: Midoria × M!Reader.

Genre: Smut, and very little longing, very little.

Cw: degradation, hair pulling, sir kink, cum inside, simultaneous orgasm, lingerie, public sex(?).

-Sir, P-please, I—ah, please. -Midoriya moans as you grab him by the hair, pulling him in your direction.

- Do you even know what you're asking, slut?- you ask mockingly, pulling his curls in your direction.

He grabs the sheets harder when your hands get tangled in his hair. His nipples are rubbing uncomfortably against the white lace, right now he was very sorry that he asked you to leave it.

His moans drowned out the creaking of the door, behind which Bakugo was standing, turning up on the stage in front of him, focusing on your figure and how your cock entered the freckled ass of the green-haired one. He wanted him to be there, but not that green-haired jerk.

-Sir, harder, p-pleeease!- he moans when he feels your cock starting to hit his sweet spot.

- You're such a slut if it's about me and my dick, right? So. dirty. - you muttered, still accelerating your thrusts, trying to get into his place again.

His moans and whimpers are getting louder and higher. He feels a growing pleasure, his freckled thighs begin to twitch, and his tongue sticks out of his mouth. A few tears roll down his cheeks and then roll down his neck.

- I'm going to, ah! f-finish, sir, please... -Midoriya whines, feeling the grip on his hair tighten.

You just bite his shoulder blade, making him whimper and nod. He mumbles incoherent gibberish, from which only thanks can be understood. He squeezes his hips and ends up on his sheets with a loud cry, squeezing your dick hard, forcing you to growl and cum into him with a satisfied moan.

-Good boy...-you just mumble when you feel Midoriya's breathing getting quieter, which means he's falling asleep. And if you could hear very quiet sounds, you would hear the sound of drops of tears on the floor.

#top male reader #dom male reader #seme male reader #x male reader #sub bnha #bnha x male reader #bnha smut #Sub midoriya #Midoriya x male reader #Deku x male reader #Sub deku #Deku smut

[vitamin-cunt]

A/N: GN! Reader, penetration mentioned, but kept vague I think about cock warming with a very skittish, very sensitive Izuku Midoriya all the fucking time.

Izuku Midoriya, who came in his pants once, just from hearing you talk dirty. Izuku Midoriya, who’s soiled his sheets lords knows how many times just from thinking a little too hard about your lips, your chest, your arms-

Fuck, Izuku Midoriya who would cry from being burrowed inside you and not being able to a damn thing about it. Or even Izuku Midoriya, who would lay his head down, hiding his sobs, and shoulders trembling while you remained sedentary inside of him, the only mercy you would give him being a small pinch on his cute, freckled ass.

Izuku Midoriya when he’s too ashamed to beg for more, and silently suffers.

Izuku Midoriya, who loved that.

Yup, yup, yuppp.

#bnha thirst #thirst #izuku imagine #izuku drabble #sub izuku #izuku Midoriya x reader #sub boy #sub character #sub bnha #sub deku #dom reader

[submenarehotties]

“ 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 whiny 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 bitch! „

submissive! izuku midoriya x dominant! gender neutral! reader.

(does not follow the plot of the mha/bnha manga or anime)

cw's + tw's: nsfw, explicit language, handjob, slight yandere! izuku.

summary: izuku has always been such a good boy. why not reward him?

note: midoriya is 18+. this is a drabble. lowercase intended.

word count: 0.1K+

izuku midoriya is nothing but a whiny little bitch in your hands. thrusting helplessly into your hand, small whines escaping his mouth. he wouldn’t dare try to stop you. you could do whatever you wanted to izuku and he’d love it.

“l-love your hand s’much! oh please, can i cum?” he’d begged, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

“of course you can, izuku.” you say gently, raking your free hand up and down izuku’s arm, goosebumps appearing in their wake.

izuku came with a cry, his body shaking to your touch, whining your name over and over. izuku loves your touch so much that he’s addicted to you.

he’ll never let you go. izuku midoriya belongs to only you and no one will change that.

a/n: i for one would just love to tease midoriya, he’s such a cutie.

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© 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 2023. All Rights Reserved.

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[mysicklove]

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘

Warnings: sub! izuku, afab! reader, tit sucking, hickies, heavy praise, mommy kink

A/N: Its mothers day in the US!! so here is me turning a family-friendly holiday sexual LMAO

Izuku sits in your lap, arms around your waist. It’s his absolute favorite place to be, and the fact that you are letting him suck on your tits? He’s got to be in heaven.

It was Mother’s Day, why was he the one getting a reward?

Your hand is down his unbuttoned pants, gently but steadily stroking his fuming cock, while the other runs your fingers affectionately through his hair.

You gently squeeze the red tip and Izuku squirms. “M-Mama…” He whines against your breast, barely stopping his lapping tongue to speak.

You bring your hand up to his mouth. A signal he knows well. “I’m sorry baby. I need more lubricant.”

He tears away from the nipple to crane his head toward your cupped hand. He spits in it, before quickly falling back to you, trying to hide his face from embarrassment.

“Good boy!” You coo as you bring the hand now back to his pants. He blushes and squirms at the now lewd sound and feeling.

Izuku whimpers, “Please, mommy” into your neck and you smile.

Your hand picks up the pace and before long the boy is trembling in your lap, whining for release all the while he suckles and laps at your breasts like a starved man.

It doesn’t take long for him to cum with a cry and a pathetic, “thank you! thank you mommy!”

You coax him through it with a couple of, “that’s my boy.” and “my baby boy is doing so good!” making the short euphoria even more intense.

Even after the high, he doesn’t leave your lap for the rest of the night. It was his safe spot, so you didn't mind.

You didn’t need much for Mother’s Day. As long as you had your pretty baby in your lap, you could call this the perfect Mother’s Day gift.

The hickies that covered both breasts the next morning was the perfect way to end the holiday, for Izuku at least.

#dom! reader #x reader #female reader #afab!reader #mha smut #smut #bnha smut #sub izuku x reader #dom reader #sub izuku #sub midoriya #sub!character #sub deku #izuku smut #mello.writes

[anime-addict-362]

What Happens After Sunset

A/N: This post was deleted for some reason 🧍‍♀️ But this was originally a requested idea but I don't exactly remember what the request was, so I'll do my best with the Content Warning

CW: NSFW, Sub/Top Deku, Bottom/Dom Kirishima, kidnap roleplay, they are head over heels for each other, mild spanking, begging, male penetration, masturbating (sorta?), riding, overstimulation, aftercare

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(Takes place in their third year)

Kirishima and Deku have been together since the ending of 1st year. They have always been such a sweet, and affectionate couple.

They were also great when doing missions together, Deku having black whip for a far attack and Kirishima ready to be an unbreakable barrier for any close up attacks.

They almost never fought, and we just great for each other in general. They always would be as well.

The two were deeply in love, and everyone saw this. But there was a side that everyone didn't see.

Now, there were a few people who had guesses or assumptions about their sex life. Maybe some stuff as simple as Deku being bottom, or more detailed guesses, like their kinks.

Yet, they would never guess the shit that goes down when they are alone past sunset.

And even Deku and Kirishima could remember how the conversation sparked up. It just started. And it ended in Deku being tied up to their headboard.

Kirishima and Deku were some kinky motherfuckers. Roleplay was probably some of the least kinkiest shit they've done.

And as far as they remember, this was Deku's idea. The kidnapped and kidnapper roleplay.

We all know Deku is a closeted pervert, come on now. The thought of being used for Kirishima's pleasure, WHILE role-playing some fucked up shit? Yes please.

Of course, they were safe. Had a safeword code. Even if they were in a position where they couldn't say it, they're quirks were plenty strong enough to let the other one know to stop. Especially when it came to the weak ties on Deku's wrists, just enough to keep him restricted without his quirk.

But now, Deku laid painfully hard in their bed, tied up, mouth covered in tied silk, and Kirishima heavily degrading him.

"Awe, come on Izuku. Can't even go 5 seconds without thrusting into the air, like a fucking needy whore," Deku whimpered as Kirishima slammed his hips down. "Fucking the air won't get you anywhere, dumb slut."

Kirishima was enjoying this. Watching the boyfriend he loved oh so much, struggle under him.

The only thing Deku didn't like was that Kirishima was still fully dressed. It frustrated him, wanting to see his boyfriend just as naked as him.

Mumbles of pleas and begs fell muffles by the silk rope in Dekus mouth, and Kirishima smirked, guving a harsh tug on Deku's nipples, knowing how sensitive they are.

"You can beg and plead all you want, but I am in charge here. And you... You are never leaving my sight, pretty boy," Despite the most harsh words, Deku could still feel the love behind being called "pretty boy."

'Cause he was Kirishima's pretty boy, of course.

Kirishima took a moment to look at his boyfriend. His boyfriend looked... Wow. Beautiful. Absolutely outstanding.

The green silk that was woven down his wrists and tied in his mouth looked beautiful against the pretty green eyes. The same green eyes that were filled with tears so sparkly, they could fight diamonds.

Kirishima's eyes went down, followed each and every scar. He knew the story behind all of them. And he loved each one of them. He was tempted to start leaving kisses on them, but that wasn't the mood that was meant to be set.

Kirishima grabbed Deku's thighs roughly, lifting them and pressing his knees into his chest, giving him perfect room to smack Deku's ass.

Deku whimpered when the hand came down so roughly, but damn, did he like it. The sting was sign enough that there would be a hand print.

"I want to continue, but you would enjoy that, wouldn't you? You enjoy being smacked in the ass. Hell, you're hard as a fucking rock, harder than my quirk makes me, just by me grabbing your slutty ass off the street and threatening to use your body for my pleasure," Kirishima scoffed like he was disgusted.

Deku whimpered, hips desperately trying to find some friction for his neglected dick.

Kirishima tried to make out his mumbles the best he could, coming up with. "I need it, fuck I need it," and just a repeat of that.

"Oh, you need it? I think I enjoy just sitting here and watching you struggle. Why should I continue? I bet you're enjoying it, after all," Kirishima's voice was mchh more rougher than usual, and Deku was eating it up.

"Please, please, touch me," Deku's yell was mumbled, but loud enough to be heard clear enough to understand.

"Hm. No, I don't think I will," Kirishima smirked at the tears falling down Deku's face.

He held back a genuine smile when the tears stopped at the sight of Kirishima pulling his jacket off. Deku's eyes now looked like they held all the innocence in the world.

Kirishima was still baffled about how easy it was for Deku to be such a perv in secrecy.

Kirishima stripped naked, just as hard dick also wanting attention. He kept hsi hands off of it and simply turned around, leaving his ass on display for Deku.

Deku was so, so close to breaking when Kirishima slid a finger inside of himself after lubing his fingers. Deku could picture his cock in Kirishima, and he knows the feeling. He felt it almost every night, afterall.

Kirishima made a show of it, roughly fingering himself, moaning louder than usual, secretly smiling at Deku's begs and whines. He even sat back more and started riding his fingers, just to purposely shake the bed a little.

When he considered himself stretched out enough, he moved to straddle Deku, which Deku was more than happy with. He was so, so painfully hard.

Kirishima stared down at Deku, who has never looked more desperate. "Are you even going to be able to please me? I almost came from just my fingers. Should I just finish myself off and leave you here? I don't think you'll be able to finish the job."

It was a lie, of course. Deku is the only one able to make Kirishima enjoy himself.

Just the thought of being left in the state he was in made Deku start sobbing, let wlone not being enough to please his boyfriend.

Kirishima wondered if he took it too far when Deku started thrusting up again, more muffled moans and something that sounded like, "I can do it, I can please! I promise, please!"

So Kirishima gave in, leaning back, taking ahold of Deku's very thick thighs as he sunk down, Deku's dick stretching him like usual, and he bit his lip so hard, it almost started bleeding.

Okay, so maybe he didn't stretch himself as much. He never did that. He blamed it on the excitement of being able to finally be on Deku.

So he took it slow, and Deku definitely noticed he didn't stretch himself out enough, feeling the extra tightness and how Kirishima hissed while trying to ignore the struggle of sinking down more.

But nonetheless, Kirishima got it and started riding, watching the way Deku's eyes rolled back, moaning for him and more.

"You fucking wou- would like getting riden by- Ah fuck. By a total stran- stranger who kidnapped you, huh? So dis- Oh my god! You're a freak," Kirishima struggled to talk, Deku's dick hitting his prostate perfectly.

Deku couldn't do anything to take it, and he sobbed while doing it. After all the waiting, getting ridden so roughly was slight overstimulation. He took it though, happy to finally feel it.

"Oh fuck! God, you're bett- better than I thought you would be, pretty boy," Kirishima moaned loudly, not being able to hold it in.

It didn't take long for either of them to come, but Deku came first and that led to some overstimulation as Kirishima chased his orgasm, following not too far behind Deku.

But was Kirishima done? No, no he wasn't.

He got off of Deku, and Deku thought he was gonna be untied, when he felt a tight grip on his dick. He whimpered, lokking down to wear Kirishima was homding his dick, and rubbing his thumb over the tip.

Deku started shaking, trying to adjust and move his body out of Kirishima's grip. When it came too annoying to Kirishima, he sat on Deku's stomach, facing his dick while he continued to mess with Deku's dick, overstimulating him.

Deku sobbed as Kirishima pulled and forced orgasm after orgasm out of him, until he felt his body start to give up on fighting him.

That's when Kirishima decided he had enough, getting off of him and untying him. Deku lokked up to him with very, very tired eyes and a small smile.

Kirishima smiled softly back, pulling Deku up in his arms and kissing his forehead. "Are you okay? Anything really hurt?"

"Mm... No. Felt good," Deku mumbled, not thinking much more than that.

Kirishima chuckled, kissing Deku's forehead.

While Deku's and Kirishima's sex life will always be a secret to everyone, they liked it that way.

Just their secret... How truly messed up their minds could be when it came to pleasing each other.

But at the end of the day, they loved each other more than anything.

No matter what was said in the moment, the end of the night was filled with love and care for each other.

What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom.

Bonus cuz I love KiriDeku:

Kirishima picked Deku up from the bed with ease, holding him close to his chest. Deku found this very comforting and fell asleep.

Next thing Deku knows, he's waking up in a warm bath, as Kirishima walked in the bathroom with clothes that were most likely for him.

"Hey pretty boy," Kirishima said quietly, bending down to Deku and brushing some of his hair out of his face. "Mind if I join?"

Deku was quick to shake his head and make room for Kirishima to get in. Kirishima climbed in behind Deku, and began to clean and massage Deku's back.

"At anytime during that, did you feel the need to use the safeword," Kirishima asked, making Deku look up at him, still looking tired.

"No. It was really good. I liked it all," Kirishima nodded at Deku's reassurance then ran a hand down Deku's chest, cleaning there too.

"I love you, Izuku. So damn much," Kirishima said, kissing him.

"I love you too," Deku said, flipping onto his stomach so he could wrap his arms around Kirishima's waist.

Kirishima smiled at him, taking the opportunity to wash his hair and whatever else he could reach of his body.

Deku fell asleep again, at the feeling of Kirishima taking care of him.

After Kirishima took care of both of them, he got out of the bath, got himself dried off and in some boxers and sweatpants before getting Deku out to do the same with him.

Soon enough, the two laid in the new, clean sheets, Deku laying on Kirishima's chest, and Kirishima rubbing his back, while his hand often went astray dowm Deku's arm to feel the slight indents in his wrist, from pulling on the silk so hard.

"Hm... Eijiro," Deku said, looking up at him.

"Yes, babe?"

"...can we do that again tomorrow night?"

#mha smut #dom Kirishima #kirishima smut #sub deku #top deku #subtop deku #sub Midoriya #sub izuku #izuku Midoriya smut #Kirishima eijirou smut #dom ejiro #dom eijirou #dom eijirou kirishima

[vampcubus]

I love your work, can I get deku and a very rough handjob

this ask is literally years old but hnngghh

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, sub!izuku, dom!reader, handjob, mommy kink, dick slapping, not proofread.

Your hand encircles his leaky cock in a rough grip, squeezing him tightly as you jerk him mercilessly fast. He's squirming around all confused and overwhelmed, pleading for you to slow down, to not hold him so hard. But you ignore his pleas, smacking his hands away when they go to pry at yours.

"Don't act like you don't like it, deku. you're leaking all over my hand," you taunt and he only squirms in your lap where he's got his back to your chest, legs spread apart so you have access to his dick.

“Y-you don’t have to squeeze so tight! Mommy it hurts!” Izuku cries, tears already pricking at the corners of his jade eyes.

You release his freckled dick only to deliver a sharp slap to it and he yelps, hips bucking despite the sting. Tears spill down his reddened cheeks and he hiccups pathetically, thighs snapped shut to hide his cock from you.

“I can’t make you cum if you hide like that,” you tsk.

“Nuh-uh! You’re being mean,” he pouts, keeps his legs sealed shut in defiance.

“I thought you liked it when I was mean?” You purr into his ear, grinning at the way he shudders. Your tongue teases the shell of his ear, teeth tipping at the reddened cartilage in a way that makes him whimper and twitch. His cock throbs between his pinned thighs, aching for your touch despite himself. “C’mon, open up for mommy. I’ll be gentle this time.”

You glide an expectant hand over one of his thighs, and he parts them for you again after some hesitance. His cock kicks in your hand the moment you touch it, red and achy from your slap. You trail a fingertip gingerly up the length of his pretty dick, using two fingers to capture the swollen head and stroking lightly over it. His thighs shake, abs rippling at the subtle touch. Your other hand dips between his legs to join the other, fondling his tensed balls between your fingers. He humps himself into your hands, trying to get more friction, grunting with his eyes pinched shut.

“Mommyyy,” he whines, head falling back onto your shoulder.

“What? I thought you wanted mommy to be gentle now?”

“It’s not enough. I-I like when it hurts a little, I’m s-sorry for being a brat just please…”

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #deku x reader #sub!izuku #sub izuku #sub deku #dom!reader #dom reader #n/sfw

[cleewii]

rating: r18

warning(s): 18+ content/MINORS DNI, sub!izuku, gn!reader, begging

PRO HERO DEKU, whose always so worn out after a shift at work. always so soft and pliable, because the patrol routes, and the villains, and the fans always manage to chip away at him. being number 1, a dream as attainable as touching the stars, and one that scorches and burns just the same.

“m’gonna milk ur cock just how u like it, yeah?”

“uh huh…” he nods dumbly, a string of spit trailing down his chin in the midst of his hazy stupor.

pro hero deku, whose always so sweet and willing. selfish in that he takes whatever you’ll give him, soaks up all the time you spend on him, all the love you could possibly harbour in yourself.

“that’s right baby, good boy. N’what are you gonna do for me?”

“s-sit still n’be good….” his murmurs die down to a breathy mewl the minute your hand touches the head of his cock, fingers gripping the sheets tightly as he twitches beneath you.

pro hero deku, who doesn’t ask for much. just for your warmth, your touch, your time, your voice, your heart. who doesn’t even know he’s asked for it until your giving it to him with a smile.

“oh fuck…..oh…ah-! hAH—!” his teeth pierce the skin of his lip. you’re relentless, peering down at him in holy fascination as your hand strokes him the way you know he loves

pro hero deku, who cries so sweetly for you in return. Who begs so nicely, aches so longingly, loses himself so beautifully.

“wanna fill you up with m-my cum, oh shit-! wanna ...wanna so bad! let me....please please let me please....” his head lolls onto your shouldar, forehead wet with sweat leaning onto your skin as he grows sloppy against your body. he’s drooling, though you say nothing.

pro hero deku, who might ask for more, and who’ll give you the stars in exchange.

#izuku x reader #sub izuku #deku x reader #midoryia x reader #izuku midoria x reader #sub deku #clee's.writing #clee.r18

[lavendersmemories]

I made part 2, the first bit of it was wrote in 2022 so it might start to suddenly have a different feel. I haven’t really wrote since then so sorry if it’s not as good as the first one i might be a little rusty with writing. I was totally obsessed with that i wanna ride song back then it might be obvious lol.

Warnings: nsfw, smut, all characters are 18+, fem! Reader, not proof read, porn without plot, sub Deku, begging, overstimulation, oral reader receiving, little bit of dacryphilia, little bit of nicknames, might’ve missed something

Words: 5.6k

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It was about a week later, Y/n had just finished her shower and heard a knock on her door. She was annoyed yet surprised as those in her class didn't ever come to her.

"Who is it?" She questioned her voice didn't hide her annoyance from the interruption.

"It's Midoriya" he called out shyly from the other side of the door. She paused drying off her leg for a moment.

"I-come in then" she said completely shocked at her surprise visitor. He walked in being met with the sight of her naked back, her hair dripping water down the hot flesh. The one place he would like to see was covered by a pair of underwear.

She looked over her shoulder at the boy, his face was bright and flustered although she didn't think it was because of what he walked in on. The obvious tent in his shorts gave it away.

He chewed on his lip anxiously trying to find it in him to share his thoughts with the girl, finally taking a deep breath he placed his hands on her shoulders. She turned around to actually face him, making his speech even harder with the two round distractions now in his sight. He looked back up into her eyes, she had a look of lust in her half lided ones. Her lips were pressed into a smirk that she was trying to conceal.

"What is it that you needed Midoriya?" She asked tilting her head to the side, pressing her lips into an innocent smile. His breath shook as he tried once again to regain his confidence.

Every since his encounter with her his lady killer confident attitude got crushed. The thought of what she did to him was constantly in his head. When he'd try to talk with another girl the image of her on top of him would flash through his mind, causing a whimper to leave his mouth.

And the thought was much worse when he was by himself, as he was furiously pumping on his cock all he could think about was how she felt wrapped around him. No matter how long or how hard he jerked himself it wasn't enough, and the release he so desperately needed never came even after he did.

He pressed his hips against hers, desperately searching for something to appease his aching cock. The hold on her shoulders got tighter. A small giggle left her mouth, she cupped his cheeks gently. When she opened her mouth to tease him again he finally was able to choke out some words.

"I-I know you told me not to stress you... but I can't stop thinking about you! Please Y/n, please..." he begged her, it was the most he could force out. He wanted to cry out about how he needed to feel her pleasure again and nothing else could compare but his brain wasn't able to form anymore words.

She titled her head again, not with an innocent smile this time. The look on her face was one of victory and satisfaction. She thought she had crushed his ego and brought him back to reality with their encounter, but she actually was able to turn this dominant lady killer into a whimpering sub for her. It was pretty shocking but the feeling was so good.

Although she didn't enjoy someone she didn't know all too well knocking on her door late at night begging her for what she assumed was sex. He didn't actually say what he wanted but she was pretty confident that was the case.

The satisfied smile fell from her lips, a small pleading whimper escaped his mouth at the sight. He needed her so desperately but the face she was making made him think he wouldn't get anywhere.

"Hmm" she hummed out slightly as she took a seat on her bed. She crossed her legs and made a thinking face. There was many thoughts going through her head of what she could do with the boy. Two different opposing sides, one part of her wanted to teach him a lesson for 'stressing her' and the other wanted to give him what he wanted just out of pure fascination.

"Y/n please-" he was cut of by a harsh shush from her. Making the boy nod and look down at the ground as she finished making her decision.

"Well I don't know Mr ladies man, why should I when you have half of the third year class you could go to?" She asked, trying to conceal the amusement in her voice. She knew exactly what she was going to do but toying with him first was just much more fun.

"No! I don't want any of them, nobody could ever make me feel how you do. I only want you, please only you can make me feel good" he begged standing in front of her. She raised her brows pretty surprised at his passionate outburst. He grabbed her hands, looking down at her with my most pleading look she'd ever seen before. His green eyes were glossed over from the intolerable lustful feeling plaguing his trousers. She let out another hum pretty satisfied with his answer.

"Fine then, if that's the case..." she then stood up so they were more level, hating the feeling of him looking so far down at her. "If I'm going to help you, you can't be messing around with any of those girls. Only me, got it?" She asked sternly, surprised in herself that she could keep serious. No lust or giggles slipping through, she normally didn't have this attitude with men but something about him made her just want to put him in his place and absolutely destroy him.

He quickly nodded at her request, it's not like he wanted any of those girls anymore. After having her she was the only person in his mind, so he didn't have any doubt he could forfill such a thing.

"Yes of course, none of them even compare to you Y/n. Please I just want to be yours, let me be yours. I only want to be yours forever. Please have me!" He begged out. She was a little surprised yet again, she wasn't planning on taking it that far but it left a smile on her face. She placed a finger under his chin gently.

"You want to be mine?" She asked her voice dripping with the seductive tone that he loved oh so much. He felt his knees go weak as he began to melt into her touch and honey sweet voice.

"Yes please I want to be yours, all yours, only yours" he practically cried out, she gently cupped one of his cheeks. Making him nuzzle into the soft touch, closing his eyes to enjoy the warm feeling on his face.

"Shh, it's alright baby" she cooed out, making a hushed whimper leave his lips. He opened his eyes and looked back into hers waiting desperately for her next words. "If your gonna be mine your gonna have to earn it Izuku" those words intimidated him slightly but just the fact she said his name made his dick jump in his pants.

"Yes, yes I'll earn it. I'll prove I'm worthy. I won't cum quickly, and and I'll make sure you cum first! I'll do so good please just-" his words were a quick jumbled up mess. She placed her finger over his lips.

"Eh your just talking with your dick right now" she said making a disappointed look cross his features.

Although it was understandable, his words were empty lust filled promises. He nodded in agreement and settled his excitement slightly, well the best he could with the raging excitement in his pants currently happening.

“For now... get on your knees and beg me please to let you in me" she said, he felt his cock once again jump in his pants. Quickly he followed her request, which were more of orders, and got down on his knees in front of her.

Looking up at her, his face practically right where he wanted to be. Lust filled tears prickled his eyes, as he really couldn't wait any longer for this. But he knew better that she wasn't one of the other girls, he wouldn't get what he wanted so easily.

"Please Y/n I need you so bad, please let me inside of you." He begged grabbing her hips. She stared down at him with a displeased look.

Swatting his hands away from her, he placed them in between his legs. Hoping that touching her like that didn't upset her, he really needed her to be happy with him.

"Mm try again... pretty boy" she said, he swore he could cum in his pants at the nickname alone. He had to bite back a moan, nodding his head.

"Yes.... Please Y/n, I n-need you so bad.... I think I might explode if you don't let me have you, y-you make me feel better then anyone ever could... please use-me again, l-let me be your toy.... I'd do anything t-to be allowed in you again, fucking a-anything" He begged out rawly, pouring his emotions out from both his lips and eyes, as his little speech had made the tears pooled in his eyes fall down his cheeks. She bent down slightly, gently cupping his cheeks as she stared down at him tenderly.

"Okay pretty boy, shhh" she cooed out softly, wiping away his tears with her thumbs as she gave him a genuine sweet smile. Seeing a boy she knew was so strong come undone for her, and only her, like this made both her throb in both her chest and panties. Even if she hadn't planned on fucking this boy before that, there was no doubt that she would now. He was just so pretty begging with teary eyes and that pitiful pout. Her voice sounded so sweet, so angelic as she spoke to him "get on the bed darling" he nodded immediately, climbing onto the bed as quickly as he could. As he laid on his back he stared up at her with wide pleading puppy dog eyes.

She gave him a soft kiss on the forehead before undoing his shorts, it was a slight start to the relief he so desperately needed. He was practically panting as he stared up at her. The bulge in his boxers was absolutely throbbing and the wet spot obvious. He was dripping with pre cum. She felt herself melt at the sight, he is adorable.

His eyes were wide and puppy dog like as he waited. His hips pushing up into the air slightly as his way of silent begging. She gently pulled down his boxers since he was so impatient, not missing the soft whine he made at the cool air hitting his absolutely flushed leaking tip.

"Someone's really horny" she teased softly making him pout further as he stared up at her. He really didn’t want to be teased or have to wait. He’s starting to hate and love this side of her at the same time, caught between neediness and the way it really is only turning him on further.

“Yes… help, please?” He said trying not to let out the most pathetic whimper. As much as he’s built up his pride and ego over the years at UA he would give it all up and beg unrestrained right now to just feel her wrapped around him. To his dismay she only tsks at him.

“Not yet, you still have to earn it” He looks crushed at those words, some tears pooling in his eyes again. He’s already forgotten that and now that his dick is out that’s all he can think about, think with. Her hand moved down to his face, gently descending his cheek and jaw till she was pulling his bottom lip with her thumb. “You seemed eager to use your pretty mouth last time, show me how good you are with it.” This is out curiosity since he claims to be so amazing at pleasing woman, but also jumping the gun on it last time left a stinging stretch.

His eyes sparkle hearing this, as much as he wants to just have her on his cock already he does want his chance to prove he can make her feel good. “Yes ma’am!”

“Ma’am?” Y/n has to stifle a laugh at that name that came out of nowhere, maybe it’s her fault for accidentally calling him a few nicknames earlier. His face reddens at this response.

“Sorry ma’am… I mean sorry, Y/n! Sorry… B-But I want to make you feel good” He has the most pleading puppy eyes she’s ever seen, talk about eager.

She sits up on her knees, sliding her panties off. The blood in his body can’t decide if it wants to rush to his face or all down to his cock. He’s brought out of his momentary daze by her straddling his chest, staring down into his hazey green eyes. “I’m gonna sit on your face, okay?” He can’t tell if she’s asking or telling him but either way he’s eagerly nodding along.

With his enthusiasm she moves her knees to settle on each side of his head, looking down into his eyes again, never has a guy looked so excited to eat her out, it’s almost a little jarring. But she slowly settles herself, feeling his tongue already avidly dipped out and waiting. He licks quickly through her folds once groaning softly, she tastes just as good as he’s been imagining. Izuku always goes down on the girls he’s with, he always wants to, he enjoys it. This is different, he decides right then he wants to suffocate between her thighs.

Before he starts ravenously licking he has to take a moment to just inhale her scent, burning it into his memory. She brings her hand down into his hair mouthing opening but catching her off guard his hands wrap around both her thighs, pulling her weight further down onto his face as he goes to work.

He tries to make it a point to get know every part of her, that’s what he normally does, but with her it’s like everything he knows it thrown out the window again. The rational part of him is silenced in favor of lapping hungrily between her folds, like a man deprived of water. Something about her makes him want to act so depraved.

She definitely wasn’t expecting this much enthusiasm, her hand that was in his hair as a warning is now wrapped around it to anchor herself from his constant onslaught, it’s a bit much to suddenly take in at once.

Izuku is already off in his own world, humming against her, sending vibrations through her pussy as he switches from burying his tongue inside her to slurping on her clit.

Only when he hears her moans that despite her best efforts to keep in spill out is he reminded of how fucking turned on he is. He’s twitching and leaking precum all over his belly. As much as his neediness is nagging at him he doesn’t let it distract him from the task at hand. He wants- no needs to have her cum all over his face, have his cheeks coated in her essence, the thought makes his eyes roll back.

“You know… your not so bad at this.” Her voice despite taking a pause inbetween remains unshaken, although that took great effort. Her hand is tight in his hair because he’s a lot to handle. Honestly she can’t tell is it’s skill- not really, or eagerness but he is pretty good with his tongue.

He takes that fully as encouragement, making him double his efforts. Nuzzling up into her so his nose rubs against her clit as he buries his tongue inside of her, slurping and wiggling around. His chin is starting to get covered in a mix of slick and is saliva, this makes up for the two weeks of fucking his fist till he felt raw and probably making anyone on his dorm floor hate him.

With no intentions of cumming yet and his movements getting a little intense she gathers herself the best she can, her breaths a little shakey. “O-Okay, you’ve definitely proved it” She said as she tried to pull her hips off his face.

Only to have him lock his arms around her thighs whining something incoherent. He doesn’t want to give up the high he’s getting from being between her thighs. Shaking his head to also nuzzle closer against her, his nose further nudging her clit. “No! mm.. don’t… I need…hmmpff…” he kind of loses his train off thought, besides he’s still busy trying to bury his tongue in her as he speaks.

“Midoriya… let go” her voice drops into firmness, trying not to let her head spin from the overwhelming feeling. As much as he wants nothing more then to keep her on his face he can’t ignore that, it almost pains him but if he’s getting told to stop he has to. He slowly releases her thighs, feeling her lift up from his face.

“Please? Wanna make you cum…” he whimpers softly, grasping the sheets to avoid the urge to pull her back down. He wants one more lick, just to have her on his tongue a little longer.

“Do you only know how to beg?” She asks as she pulls away from his face. “How have a lot of asks of me” she ghost a finger over his twitching cock, reminding him of why he’s here in the first place.

“Fuck, please touch me Y/n.” Both his desires are blurring in his mind and he doesn’t know which one to choose between.

“Oh? But I thought you wanted to make me cum, can’t you make up your mind?” She pulls her hand away, tilting her head to the side. He lets out a frustrated groan, his back arching up. She hasn’t actually even touched his cock yet and it’s getting so hard it’s starting to hurt but also he wants to make her cum, he can’t decide. He sucks his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes glazing over from his indecision and intense arousal.

“C-can’t pick! Please, please j-just…” he looks up at her, his brows furrowed and tears pooling in his eyes again. “I wanna be good! W-wanna be your toy! Please u-use me!”

Something about the way he’s so unashamed and honestly looks kind of pathetic with his big wet green eyes, it really gets her going, although it’s not like she’s going to admit she enjoys how pitiful he looks. Y/n really never considered herself dominant, she wasn’t submissive but she wasn’t dominant, he changed that.

“Please! I w-wanna be in you, o-or make you cum! Whatever y-you want more…m-mistress” he wasn’t sure if that would work or if he’d regret it, so that word was whispered out. She definitely heard it, in a way it makes her want to laugh. He definitely used to be one of those guys that wanted girls to call him daddy but here he is whimpering our mistress. The power high is coursing through her.

“I want you to sit still and pretty while I ride you to my content” he could practically sob in relief hearing that “but”

“But?” He parrots, the relief he felt instantly leaving his body. Why would there be a but. Did his mouth not earn this for him? “You don’t cum unless I tell you to, toys don’t cum.” He just stares at her for a moment, blinking a few times. Biting the inside of his cheek, he should’ve argue. This is generous enough, besides he gets to be inside her, but he wants to cum his body is begging for it.

Y/n just stares down at him waiting for an answer. “You gonna say anything? You can do that for me cant you? You want to be my good toy right?”

“Y-yes…. I do” being a toy sounds much harder then he previously anticipated, but seeing her looking down at him into his eyes. Hers narrowed in a way that seems lustful yet angry, that makes his stomach twist and him squirm in his skin. “I-I can do that…” he doesn’t want to disappoint her, he’s been craving her for so long so he’ll do his best.

“Good boy” she says and he practically crumbles, he can feel himself leaking against his belly. She’s really unlocked something inside of him. His teeth sink into his bottom lip as he watches her slide onto his waist, straddling his thighs. His cock standing straight and begging for attention. His body trembles as he feels her hand guiding him to her entrance, whimpering in his throat.

The moment just his head drags against her sopping warmth his back arches up. “F-fuck I can’t” he cries out, fingers twisting in the sheets. And who was he kidding, he didn’t even last one thrust last time how is he supposed to this time when he’s so sensitive. He could cum now and he’s not even inside her.

“You can’t?” She looks down at him with a frown, tears instantly threatening to spill his pretty green eyes. He quickly starts shaking his head. “Please” he whimpers out meekly.

“Please what? Stop?” She asks making his eyes snap open with a gasp from him, his hands shooting to her hips.

“No! Definitely don’t stop! P-please not that!”

“Then please what? What are you asking for?” Her voice is a little bit harsher then it was before, being insistent of an answer from him. He just looks lost, he’s not exactly sure himself. He doesn’t want to stop, he also doesn’t want to disappoint her by finishing too quickly though. The frustration is bubbling back up inside him and his eyes are threatening to spill.

“I-I don’t know! I w-wanna… w-wanna be inside you! W-wanna make you proud! I wanna c-cum! It hurts. P-please! Please Y/n! P-please help me!” He begs rawly, the tears dripping down his cheeks. His whole body is tense right now, wanting to squirm and wiggle and buck up into her heat that’s ghosting over his tip and teasing him. Seeing him cry she falters, she should’ve known with how well he lasted last time. His cheeks are cherry red with tears coating them, his brows knit in frustration at himself, and his teeth are so far into his bottom lip she’s afraid he might split it. He looks like the wreck he did last time, ruined and he’s not even in her yet.

“Shhh” she starts softly shushing him as she cradles his cheeks in her hands, wiping the tears away. “You did make me proud, you did so good with your tongue, blew me away” she doesn’t want to be too mean to him, but not too nice either. “You can cum, but after that you hold it and don’t finish till I say so, okay? You do that and I’ll let you be mine.”

It takes his fuzzy head a moment to process those words, but he sniffles when he realizes what she’s said “really? I can be yours?”

“Mhm… you think you can do that for me?” He’s already nodding, determination filling his eyes, whether or not he’s too sensitive for that he doesn’t care he’s on a mission now, he doesn’t care what comes after though he cums the first time and then it just takes a little resolve from him. He does this and he gets to be all hers, the thought of that fills him with excitement, getting to fuck her all the time, no longer feeling frustrated with his left hand. He has to do this.

With his confidence she starts to bring her hips down, he’s already blubbering something to himself under his breath. She’s descending so slowly he thinks he might last atleast a second thrust this time. He’s just staring up at her with lust blown eyes, all thoughts leaving his mind as he’s being squeezed. Warm, wet, tight. It’s becoming his mantra. It’s so good, why is it so good? He swore he would last longer this time, atleast a minute (which is a pathetic goal compared to how he was with other girls, he feels like a virgin again) but as soon as he’s bottomed out he’s hissing and desperately grabbing her thighs. His nails are digging in as his body starts to tense in anticipation.

Because she was nice enough to give him a free one even though he’s coiling she it’s fine planning any break, besides she’s more then slick enough that she won’t regret that later. Staring down into his fluttering eyes her hips start to move. He lasts about to bounces before all the desperation and neediness from the last two weeks makes him snap, he sobs as he clings to her legs, emptying himself into her.

His body starts trembling as her hips keep moving, he was stupid for thinking he could handle this, he wants to do bad but his head is empty. Airly letting our moans as his whole body squirms. Not having a moment to breath after or really even during such an intense climax keeps his body tense and twisting on the sheets.

“Fuck… fu-hah ahhh… Y/n mmh.. good… fu…” nothing coherent is leaving his mouth, his eyes are rolled back into his head and his leaning painful nail indents into her skin.

Y/n is busy trying to get herself into a pleasurable rhythm, not worried about the boy writhing beneath her right now. He’s vocal enough to know if he couldn’t take it right now. Last time she really didn’t let herself enjoy riding him too much, but this time she’s purely indulging. He’s got enough length and girth to hit and stretch all the right places. She leans back on her hands, eyes shut as her hips angle to have him rubbing against a spot that makes her teeth sink into her bottom lip.

He’s managed to start looking up at her again, although his eyes are disfocused. His head is foggy and his body’s overwhelmed, he’s not ready to stop by any means though. He thinks he could keep going even if he was cumming dry if it made her happy, she feels so good around him he doesn’t want it to stop.

“Feels…. Good…” that’s the most coherent thing to come out of his mouth in minutes. He’s starting holding her hips instead of her thighs, watching her chest bounce with each thrust in a pleasure daze. Her head tilts down to look at him, seeing a look of hazey adoration in his eyes.

“Yeah? Feels so good Izuku?” She asks using a rather teasing tone. Despite being in the process of fucking herself silly on him she still had time to tease him, it’s just so amusing.

“Uh-huh… mhm mmngh… ye-yeah” he can barely think right now so congruent responses have been thrown out the window. Being so desperately horny this time he’s not staying as well put together, which is saying something when he came in thirty seconds previously. “Gonna cum…?” It’s not certain if he’s asking for permission or announcing it really, he doesn’t seem certain himself.

“No, don’t cum. I didn’t say you could” the harsh tone of her voice makes him whine, holding onto her hips tighter. “N-now?” He asks no longer then thirty seconds later, she just looks down at him, halting the movement of her hips. She’s not sure if she should laugh or not at his begging.

“Not yet” she says as she starts to move her hips again, watching his brows knit in frustration. When his mouth goes to open again she just cuts him off “don’t ask me again Izuku, I will tell you when you can.”

He pouts hearing that, how he became so pouty and whiney is a mystery to him. He wants to show her he can be more then that, he really was before! He used to get so in-tune with a girls body and he the one leaving her shaking, he doesn’t know why Y/n leaves him in that position. But something about the way she says his given name just makes him dumbly nod. Even if his stomach is tightening up.

“Better, good job pretty boy” his self restraint wants to fly out the window at that, his head throws back against the pillow. She just smiles down at him, he’s really cute like this, not a thought in his head, she wouldn’t mind making this more regular thing.

His hands stay on her waist as his hips start to try to meet her bounces, he used to be so good at this. She takes away his self control for some reason. He’s a little frustrated with himself that he can’t just fuck her, his eyes squeeze shut as he tries to focus on the snapping of his hips.

She watches as he struggles to try thrusting up into her, considering telling him to stop but he looks so cutely determined. Unlike last time she’s not trying to prove a point within herself so she’s not trying to force herself to last longer then him, not like it’s hard, but she’s letting herself enjoy it.

Noticing this Izukus absolutely in awe. His favorite part about last time was watching her cum, he wants her to cum on him again, that’s was the hottest thing. One of his hands leaves her waist, moving down to draw circles on her clit.

Her eyes flicker down to his hand. “Let me help! Please!” He gasps out before she can grab his hand to stop him, he wants to do something good. Actually make her feel good. Every time he begs it’s just so cute, really how can she say no. Instead she repositions his hand. “Rub like this” he stares up at her with those wide green eyes, watching her reaction as he starts to move his thumb across her clit in the way she instructed. Trying to focus on rubbing, looking at her face contort, and thrusting his hips into hers all at the same time. It’s getting a little much for him, his thighs are starting to tremble.

“You’re doing a good job, keep holding on” she purrs, the movement of her hips speeding up. It takes every muscle in his body not to cum hearing that, he’s doing good, he wants to keep doing good for her.

“Fuck, please Y/n, please!” He cries out, only to have her shush him in response and tell him he’s doing good again. He doesn’t know if he can keep doing this. His whole abdomen is starting to contract from the effort of not spilling inside of her once again.

“Shh, just a bit longer” his mouth falls open feeling her fluttering around him, the effort of thrusting his hips up into that inviting feeling doubling, trying to rub her clit in time. She’s gonna cum, he’s so excited, she’s gonna cum and then he’s going to get to. His body is starting to tremble.

He watched as her eyes fluttered shut and she focused on moving her hips, hearing one of the rare beautiful moans leave her lips. That makes him twitch. His hand still on her hip is holding on for dear life.

Izukus whole world gets rocked for the second time as he watches the sight ontop of him. Her hips bucking as she clamps down on him, milking what he’s so desperately trying not to release. She’s squeezing him like a vice as her sounds fill the air. He’s engraving this to his memory, what she looks like when she reaches her peak. His hips are still bucking sporadically, it’s hard to keep his movements steady when his whole body is trembling.

He’s practically sobbing by the time she looks back down at him, her peak starting to subside. Somehow the boy who can’t last more then thirty seconds kept himself together. Hardly. But he did it. He has tears running down his bright freckled cheeks and he’s writhing, clawing her hip and thigh as an outlet to try to keep himself together.

“Please! F-fuck. P-please! Need i-it! Y/n, p-please! G-gonna” she just puts a finger to his lips, shutting up his pleading sobs. He looks like a kicked puppy, is he not gonna get to cum? He’s gonna go crazy, he needs to do bad it hurts.

“You did a good job” she says before he erupts further into tears. “I think you earned it, didn’t you?” He doesn’t know if she means to cum or to be his but he doesn’t care which one right now.

“Y-yes! P-please! E-earned it! Please! Pleeeease!!!”

“Shhh, be quiet” she shushes him once again, maybe a bit harshly. But he shuts his lips and tries to comply, sniffling as his body shakes. “You can cum now” his eyes practically cross hearing that, greedily thrusting his hips up into her a few times before he tenses.

A familiar wanton moan leaving him before his jaw goes slack and his whole body turns to jello on the bed, shooting rope after rope his seed into her amazing cunt. This orgasm way better then the first one. Her walls still fluttering from the after effects of her peak. He fucking loves her pussy so much.

Once his eyes open again, he looks extremely dazed but he’s staring at her with a dopey grin. Watching as she leans down. “You did good” she murmurs, pushing the sweat stuck curls away from his forehead to give it a kiss.

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[lemon-muncher]

Ok but imagine this:

Bakugo and Midoriya have both been crushing on you for a while. Their already butting personalities made their shared interest more intense. Bakugo is hot headed, irrational, stubborn and above all, loud. Midoriya on the other hand was soft spoken, gentle yet rough, and persistent to achieve what he wants. You, of course, could sense the atmosphere around them growing heavier with extreme rivalry. It frustrated you.

You took it upon yourself to punish the two of them for misbehaving and angering you.

"Y/N! PLEASE!" Izuku pleaded with you as he thrashed on the wooden table he was straped to. Drool fell from the corner of his mouth as the fucking machine you hooked him to continued to abuse his prostate. "I~ I can't any...anymore~" Fat tears rolled down his face. You simple stared at his trembling form. "Stuck it up. You get what you deserved. Be lucky I let you cum the whole time."

Izuku turned his head to the side, hoping to have Katsuki help plead with him. Unfortunately, his eyes widened to the poor site of the blonde. He was slumped into the chair he was tied to. A sounding rod stood within his cock and a vibrating butt plug sat buried in his ass and wrapped around the base of his cock. What surprised Izuku the most was that Katsuki had completely blacked out. Despite his unconscious state, his body trembled with overestimilation.

"Now Izuku..." the green haired male turned his head towards you with both fear and excitement. "I suggest you be greatful for what you have. Unless you want to end up like Katsuki." Your firm and demanding voice pushed him over the edge, causing him to cum for the nth time of the night.

I wanna torture them together 😩

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