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tired-teacher-blog · 9 months

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Strawberry and Cream

Characters : Fatgum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ FoodPlay/ Oral sex (fem receiving)/ Sexual Intercourse/ Tummy Bulge/ Size Difference/ Creampie/ One Shot.

Summary : A little fun surprise for your man after a long day's work proved to be pleasurable for both of you.

Notes : I cannot believe I haven't written anything in almost a month! But glad to be making a comeback with a little something for one of my favorite pro heroes on his birthday!

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_ "Sir, is everything okay? I was saying that we'll handle it from here, you have done a remarkable job so leave the rest to us."

_ "Oh right! I'll be off then, good night." the hero responds awkwardly before waving at the officer who is already escorting the bloodied criminal to the police car.

It was just another day's work, peaceful, uneventful, and -frankly- almost boring if not for that petty thief pulling out a gun on a poor cashier who was just doing his job and minding his own business.

It was supposed to be a typical evening of him patrolling the streets and keeping the peace like he always does, but his mind is now whirling out of control thanks to that text you sent him moments ago.

He checks his phone once again, tilting his head to the side and biting down on his lip as his eyes follow the words on the screen.

"How about a tasty treat? I'll be a good girl and wait patiently for you to come home."

He scrolls down carefully to feast his eyes on the attached picture of you holding a can of whipped cream and a small plate of strawberries, while wearing one of his large tank tops that accentuated your cleavage beautifully as it barely hung on your smaller body.

It's enticing, you're enticing, being carelessly provocative to this sweet man despite knowing your effect on him is unfair, but he loves it.

He loves this side of you, the flirty playful one that gives him a chance to spoil you like he wishes to do, since feeling your stimulated body under the tips of his fingers and hearing your melodic whimpers as you reach a blissful release, have always been his true reward..

His smile widens as he finally reaches home, he opens the door hurriedly and examins the hallway with a feverish haste while calling out for you, "sweetheart I'm here! Where are you?"

_ "Welcome home Taishiro!" and there you are, a gleam in your eye as you jump in his ample chest for the usual warm hug that never fails to bring cheerful giggles out of you, "how was work this evening?"

Your teasing continues as you purposely ignore the throbbing stiffness in his pants to plant a quick kiss on the tip of his nose instead.

_ "Don't be mean!" his whine is muffled against your neck, picking you up with ease and marching straight to your bedroom, "I want my treat now."

You cling to him with a squeal leaving your throat, your heartbeat quickens and heat rises in your loins as you brace yourself for what's awaiting.

You sink into the soft bed where he places you gently, pulling him down with you and claiming his lips in the process. He kisses you hungrily while his big warm hands sneak under your shirt to hike the garment up and off of you, "oh, so this is the only thing you're wearing? I like that." he whispers sweetly while caressing your writhing body, swallowing greedily as you're left fully exposed to his flaming eyes.

He's careful not to crush you under his weight, but you're too aroused to care as you keep tugging at him in a desperate attempt to bring him closer.

His lips travel the expanse of your neck and chest, teeth nibbling on your heated skin as he growls impatiently the lower he moves.

From the corner of his eye, he notices the can of whipped cream and the delicious looking strawberries placed on the nightstand awaiting, a discovery that makes his cock twitch and mouth salivate in anticipation.

He leans back, an angelic smile brightening his face as he proceeds to remove his attire, gaze never leaving your flushed skin while stripping off every single article separating him from your restless frame, "I'm getting really hungry sweet face." he beams delightfully, nudging your legs further apart before picking up the can of whipped cream to squirt some into his mouth and lean in to share it with you.

The sweetness tantalizing your taste buds is intoxicating as he deepens the kiss, and a string of the melted treat dribbles down your chin in a voluptuous display.

_ "This isn't going to be enough for me." he whispers softly as he moves away from your glistening lips, taking a moment to relish your needy whimpers and greedy clutches begging for him to be closer.

_ "Taishiro!" your breath hitches and eyes widen when the cool snowy delight suddenly hits your perky teats as he covers the plumpness of your breasts, licking his lips and humming gleefully at the delicious view before him.

He dives in at once to devour your luscious mounds, running his tongue along your sweetened skin and sucking on the hard nipples like a starved puppy.

You dig your nails into his fleshy arms and arch off the bed as his mouth moves lower and lower, the stickiness on his lips smearing over your tummy to leave a lingering tacky feeling behind.

His tongue dips in your belly button teasingly, twirling around the twitching cranny while his hands caress your sides.

_ "Yummy," his chuckle resonates across the spacious room as he eyes you lovingly, arm reaching out to grab one of the forgotten strawberries before crashing it between his teeth, "it's good, but it would taste even better mixed with your juices."

His forwardness causes the brightest blush to appear on your cheeks and an electrifying warmth to spread throughout your whole body, it's amazing really— always has been, how his shameless words never cease to defy the innocent expression that's constantly present upon his features.

He picks up another fresh strawberry, running his tongue over the firm piece of fruit while guarding the same doting gaze as before, his other hand brushes gently against your waist and moves down to ghost over your fluttering cunt.

_ "Taishiro wait! What are you.." and a sudden moan cuts you off as it rips past your throat when he abruptly inserts a thick digit into your sensitive core.

_ "Relax gorgeous, this is going to be fun."

Your eyes— blurry and unfocused, follow the gleaming red as it joins the finger thrusting slowly within you, tipping your head back when the grainy fruit rubs on your slippery clit.

This foreign sensation is too stimulating to resist, kindling a raw thrill that invades your veins and pushes you closer to a certain high.

_ "See? I knew you'd like it." he smiles brightly as he utters, retrieving the coated strawberry to admire before popping it into his mouth and devouring it greedily.

_ "No! Why did you stop?" you whine and thrash in an almost comical way of protesting, you were on the verge of climaxing a moment ago, but his friskiness delayed your wish.

_ "Don't worry honey, this is far from over, the night is still young after all."

A wild tremble shakes you whole as he groans his words, and remnants of the sweetness he shared with you moments ago go down your throat as you swallow thickly. Your eyes are fixed on his raging cock, craving it sheathed within you instead of his teasing finger, but knowing all too well that you'll have to wait a bit longer for it to happen.

He picks up the can of cream again, shaking it lightly while offering you a suggestive smirk before pulling out his finger and spurting some over your cunt, an action that causes your thighs to tense up and a gasp to leave your throat when he swiftly positions your legs over his shoulders to engulf your pussy into his greedy maw.

He hums with bliss as his fat tongue laps up the thick melting sugariness and traces every dip and every angle with incredible care, one of his big hands darts out to encircle his veiny length while the other is reaching out to caress your contracting tummy.

His name moves past your lips in a broken whine, and your fingers thread through his soft golden hair as he delves deeper into your heat.

His strokes quicken around his shaft and his jiggly hips thrust erratically against the mattress, he's enjoying himself immensely, hearing your erotic whimpers and feeling your stimulated body under his brute strength are driving him closer to orgasming.

_ "Taishiro, not too deep please!" you yelp a plea as his tongue rams you faster, knowing all too well that you will not last much longer if this continues.

_ "I can't help it honey, you're too yummy for me to stop." he murmurs playfully, indulging in the sweetness exuding from you as he flicks his tongue up and down on your pulsating clit.

Your grip on his hair tightens and your blurry eyes squeeze shut as his words vibrate against you.

It's hard to hold on any longer and he knows it, he knows you well, understands your needs and desires and happily fulfills them each and every time, "I'm cumming! Taishiro don't stop!" and hearing you utter these words is music to his ears.

He does as instructed, ravishing you fervidly until you're spasming with intense pleasure that messes with you whole, and only halting when you finally fall limp underneath his persistence while pulling on his locks feebly.

Gasps for air, followed by satisfied sighs leave your throat and fill the already warm space surrounding you. Your eyes are finally focused and ears have stopped ringing just in time to hear him speak, "thank you for the delicious meal love, are you feeling alright?"

He sits up as he speaks, licking his lips and swallowing your essence with a content hmm before lowering your legs gently. His sweet smile is brightening his face again as he reaches out for another strawberry to pop into his mouth while awaiting your response.

_ "Kiss me Tai.." you're in a haze still, have barely comprehended his question while your eyes are fixed on the vibrant red disappearing behind his teeth.

He chuckles lively, running a tender touch along your sides and wrapping his plush arms around your waist before pulling you flush to his snuggly chest, "anything for you princess."

Remnants of the distinguished taste carried by your lover spread through your warm tongue as your lips mold sloppily together, addicting, intoxicating, an unusual mixture of fruit freshness and sultry slick.

His large hands ground your incredibly smaller body on top of him, holding and swaying you effortlessly like a ragdoll.

His long beefy cock rests proudly on your tummy, rubbing against you in a show of how deep he'll be sheathed inside you a moment later.

Your lonely cunt squeezes around nothing as warmth starts polling in the pit of your stomach again, your nails dig into the soft flesh of his shoulders and arms, while your hips thrust lightly against him in a futile endeavour to feel him nearer.

_ "So you're ready for me babe?" his lips leave yours and slide down your chin, jaw, neck and collarbone, trailing butterfly kisses along the way and savoring the sweetness upon your skin.

_ "Yes Tai, please don't make me wait any longer." you whimper shamelessly, squeaky voice quivering and hot breath fanning over his face as it leaves you.

He smirks amusingly while helping you up on shaky knees and aligning his enormous shaft with your tiny expectant hole before lowering you on himself carefully.

_ "Fuck! I'm barely in and I'm already losing my mind," he hisses eagerly, almost painfully as your sopping walls squeeze him hard, "relax gorgeous, let's do it slowly."

It's taking everything in him not to plunge you roughly on his dick, but you're eager for more, you want him deep into your core where he belongs, if only he would allow you to take him all in already.

_ "Taishiro, I don't want it slow, please.." you claw at the large hands cradling your butt cheeks, rolling your hips impatiently while whimpering each word.

_ "As you wish princess."

Your eyes pop out of your head and your breath gets caught in your throat as he plants you mercilessly on his penis, the smooth head kissing your cervix with one single thrust before retrieving to the tip as he easily picks you up again.

His husky growls are mixed with your broken moans as he slams into your heat repeatedly, setting an unforgiving pace like you've requested.

_ "Would you look at that, I can clearly see myself moving inside you babe, can you feel me? Right here." his warm palm covers the bulge peering under your flesh, while the other engulfs your bum more securely to bounce you harder on the shaft reaching your gut.

_ "I can.. I can feel you so.. so deep inside." you place a shaky hand on top of his own as words leave your mouth in a slur, the thrilling sensation of his veiny cock rubbing against your insides is heavenly, a sensation that's building up gradually in every fiber of your being.

_ "You're so warm and tight, I want to fill you with everything I've got." he latches on to your neck as he groans, sucking on the soft skin right below your ear.

You can tell he's nearing his own release from the throbbing stiffness grazing your walls erratically, "do it Tai, cum inside me." you're close as well, striving to reach a blissful high together with him.

His long thick fingers slide down your belly and attain your tender clit, caressing the delicate cherry slowly while his thrusts maintain the same momentum.

A sudden gasp escapes you at the added stimulus, and a mumble of unintelligible utterances flow past your lips as the second wave of heat washes over your body and provokes an uncontrollable tremble that shakes you like a measly leaf in his titanic hold.

_ "That's it, that's my girl.. ah fuck! I'm cumming too.." the sound of his voice is rough, and his lunges are somehow harder and deeper than before.

You melt in his big chest and give in to the exhilarating sensation of being filled with his creamy seed, sloshing noises echo off the walls as he thrusts the overflowing semen back into your overstimulated core before finally coming to a halt with his cock still buried deep within you, "that.. was fun.." his eyes follow the half empty can of cream and the couple of strawberries left on the plate, while an innocent chuckle follows his words and a gentle kiss is placed on top of your head as you both strive to catch your breaths, "are you feeling well sweetheart?"

_ "Hmm yeah.. I'm tired though.. and sleepy." your eyes are slowly closing, and your body is already melting against his own.

You wish you could stay that way forever, in his affectionate embrace, safe, protected, and loved.

_ "You don't need to lift a finger gorgeous, I'll take care of everything."

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zenphiaaa · 7 months

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Fun (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Shy!Fatgum x Gen!LoveSick!Reader

<> When you first confessed to the big man, he didn't believe you

<> How could someone as pretty and bright as you like him?

<> It took a few tries and many heartfelt conversations for him to even believe you

<> But your still not together for some reason

<> It's not that he doesn't like you back! He's just completely unsure about the whole thing

<> People never liked him or him you know? If someone ever approached him it was due to his hero status

<> Not that he never expected it, but it does something to your self-esteem after so many tries of finding love and to only be left with bitter disappointment

<> So he was cautious about handing his heart over to you

<> It was fine with you however! You knew the man had reservations about being in a romantic relationship much less accepting feeling of another person

<> So while he tried to accept the fact that your feelings were real, you decided that you were going to woo the heck out of the man

<> With a never wavering confidence you pulled out all the tricks and tips that those romance movies have shown you

<> You didn't watch the notebook for nothing you know

<> So you bring lunch, sometimes homemade sometimes it was from that stall down the street. Though Taishiro always looked the happiest when he ate something made from your hands

<> Bringing in protein shakes for him and his sidekicks after a hard day of extra training

<> The first time you brought him flowers he had nearly cried in gradutite

<> Even if he never returns your feelings, you knew the man deserved someone who would treat him good. So you decided to continue on your ways until Taishiro finds someone, even if it's not you

<> As time went on, your confidence slowly started to diminish, while the man didn't show signs of distaste towards your feelings or actions he never voiced his support either

<> You tried to steel yourself in your feelings but at the end of the day, you were only human with a bleeding heart

A quiet sigh escaped your lips as you watched the scene unfold in front of you. You knew that Taishiro was shy around others, especially those of the opposite sex. So how was he able to talk to her like that? Like it was normal? You tried to shove the ugly jealous monster down but it kept peeking its head out the longer the interaction lasted.

While the conversations the two of you had shared were full of childhood stories, and wishes for the future. He never once smiled like that for you. It was almost like the shine in his eyes were brighter and the smile on his eyes streached so wide you could see it in his eyes.

With a small huff you gently placed the bxed lunch down on the counter before turning the other direction and taking your leave. You knew it was petty to leave without saying goodbye but in the moment all you could foucs on was the hurt you felt.

You were almost sure that Taishiro did share your fellings 100% but then again, you weren't together. So who's to say that someone who would be a better fit would come around for the male? As you exited through the final doors of the building, a weight seemed to settle down on your chest. You were already feeling guilty about leaving without saying anything.

At the same time you won't cry in front of a guy again, your heart wouldn't be able to handle that. You did promise yourself that you would be happy for your friend if he did find someone that wasn't you. Unfortunately it seemed like he did, and all you could do was lick your wounds and makeup a stomache flu excuse for your behavior today.

You hoped your heart wouldn't break to much.

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0-animelover-0 · 10 months

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Reacting to their S/O flinching

Izuku Midoriya

You and Deku were arguing about him breaking all his bones again. He told you not to worry about him but you couldn't help but worry about him. He is your boyfriend after all.

"Y/n you don't have to worry every time I break a bone," Deku said growing irritated.

"I have to worry about you! Your my boyfriend!" You said, raising your voice. Deku raised his hand to comb through his hair to calm down. On instinct, you flinched thinking he was going to hit you.

Deku stopped after seeing you flinch. "B-Baby...why did you flinch?" Deku asked, stuttering a bit. He was worried and taken back.

You slowly put your hands down from your face. "I-I thought you were going to hit me." You said, tears starting to fall from your face. "Hey, I would never hit you under any circumstances," Deku said reaching out to cup your face. You leaned into his touch, knowing he would never hit you "I love you so much, Y/n."

Katsuki Bakugo

Once again, Bakugo was yelling at Deku and this time you didn't put up with it. You told him to stop yelling at poor Deku and Bakugo said, "Maybe you should date the nerd instead then".

That led to an argument, you and him were arguing to the point you were yelling at each other. He raised his hand about to comb it through his blonde hair in frustration until he saw you flinch. Bakugou slowly put his hand down in shock. Did you really think he was going to hit you? That thought ran in his head.

He looked at your shaking form in front of him. "Babe?" He said, eyes softening. You looked at him, he looked concerned and sad. You never saw him so concerned about someone before. You brought your hands down from your face. "Babe..." Bakugo said as he stepped forward and brought you into a hug. He hugged you tight yet gently. You hugged him back putting your head on his chest. "Babe, I would never hurt you like that."

He pulled away from the hug a little bit to look at you. Bakugo kissed your head still holding you in his arms. "I love you, don't you forget that,"

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima lifted his arm behind his head in frustration. You cover your face with your arms while backing away. He froze when he watched you shake as you stood there in fright, fearing for your life what was going to happen next. "Love..." he said as he put his arms down backing away to give you some space.

After you calmed down, he held you tightly. "I would never hurt you. No matter what's going on, I could never hit you. I never want you to fear me..."

Kirishima said, still holding you tightly. You hugged him back before looking up at him. He smiled at you with soft eyes. "I love you, Y/n... and don't forget that."

Mezo Shoji

Shoji moves his arms to scratch his head. You widen your eyes and fall to the ground covering your face and head. Shoji eyes widened in realization and he starts to tear up at the fact that you flinched in the first place. "May I touch you...?"

You slowly noddded your head. He bended down a little and gently grabbed your arms, helping you up off the floor. Shoji pulls you into a tight and loving hug. He can feel you still shaking which breaks his heart even more. "Baby, please...I'm so so sorry I didn't know. I won't ever scare you again...I promise..." He said, still holding you.

You slowly started to calm down leaning more into the hug. Shoji nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. You both stood holding each other for what felt like hours. Shoji slowly pulled apart from the hug. He cupped your cheek putting his forehead on yours.

Denki Kaminari

You and Denki were having an argument. Denki was flirting with Jiro, again, and you got mad at him. During the argument, he sees you being scared so he steps towards you for a hug. But you step back hyperventilating and covering your body.

His jaw drops as tears forms in his eyes, falling down almost immediately. He slowly holds his arms out while walking towards you. Denki grabs and holds your hand so softly as he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb.

His other hand reached slowly to the side of your face as his thumb rubbed your cheek. "I-I'm truly sorry you had to go through that...I would never think of hurting you. I love you so so much."

You started crying and Denki got more worried. "W-what is it? Are you still scared? I-I don't want you to cry...!" He said before holding you closer.

You shook your head. "No, It's not that. I'm just glad you are my boyfriend."

Denki's face showed relief. He smiled cupping both your cheeks. "I love you, beautiful." Denki said kissing your forehead.

Shota Aizawa

As he blinked, his eyes turned red. He closed his eyes rubbing them and his hair went back down onto his shoulders. Aizawa took a deep breath and he opened his eyes and looked at you.

His eyes widened as he sees you on the floor shaking and looking up at him with teary eyes. Aizawa's body tensed up and he looked back at you. He slowly knelt down and gently grabs your shoulders bringing you towards him.

He pulls you into a hug resting his hand on your middle back and his other hand on the back of your neck. "I'm so sorry, kitty. I didn't mean to scare you. It was an accident. I'll never do it again."

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

You told him that you want him to spend more time with you since he always comes home late. Keigo got irrigated at that. He told you that being the number two pro hero makes him busy and then called you clingy.

His wings flapped up high without him noticing. Keigo saw you cover your face with your arms, backing away. He scratched his head in confusion before realization hit him. He sighed and slowly reached for you.

He traced his hand along your arm and softly pulled it down from your face. Keigo cupped your face, peppering your forehead with kisses. He pulls you into a loving hug talking to you softly. "Babybird...I am so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Don't worry you're safe. Nothing can hurt you. I got you."

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)

Taishiro lifts his hand behind his head, scratching it. He saw you duck your head a little and cover your face. He slowly lets his hand fall as his eyes go wide and his jaw drops.

He was shocked that you flinched. He never wanted you to be scared of him. He steps back a bit, letting you get some space. After you calmed down, he slowly and softly grabs your arm and pulls you to him.

Taishiro hugged you as his hand rests on the back of your head and the other on your back. "Hey...It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, sweetheart. I will never let anyone hurt you again. I love you so much..."

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ghostlyforxst · 11 months

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Ohhh that Fatgum request 😳 I hope you don't mind a follow-up idea, I'm just thinking about Fatgum being real dominant and drunk on his own power..maybe absorbing some energy from his sub with his quirk (I figure he's more powerful since it's a #1 hero AU) 💦 big and dominant in every way

❱ http:˚♡All To You by Sabrina Claudio ˚ˑؘ 🍄 ·˚

GENDER: Female Reader

WARNINGS: Number One Hero AU, Inappropriate Language, 18+, Masturbation (Female), Overstimulation, Metions of Dumbification, Squirting, Rough Sex, Slight! Breeding, and Dominate behavior

CHARACTER: Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)

WORD COUNT: 835

A/N- I'm loving all the thirsty fatgum requests, but anyways thank you for requesting and enjoy ;3

You laid awake, eyes boring into the high ceilings as you twisted the ring on your finger, before you flipped and faced Taishiro—watching his chest rise and fall with wordless mumbles.

You were aware he was exhausted from his hero duties, considering that the villains have been more persistent as of late but you missed him. He barely had time for you when he arrived in the late hours, leaving the house lacking his presence throughout the day. It didn't help that you were feeling amorous, needy for Taishiro's rough yet gentle hands and needy for him to release his stress on you. Your eyes shut, tremblingly, as the flaming heat between your feverish thighs became intolerable. A whiny breath utters from your lips as your thighs knead one another desperately for a bit of relief, finding it as your thigh chafed against your puffy clit. You huffed, tears beading in your eyes with frustration, and you entangled your fingers into your hair. Even if your body cried out for Taishiro, you weren’t going to disturb his rest when you could tackle your fat and deprived cunt yourself—but you didn’t intend on waking him.

A hand slithers past your ‘jama shorts, shuddering as your finger stroked over your clad slit before shedding from your shorts and dampened panties. You inhale sharply as the drafty air kisses your aroused cunny, stifling a moan. Your fingers rubbed circles on your folds, slipping in a digit and teasing your sensitive bud. You were losing yourself, becoming more and more difficult to withhold those needful noises and jerks of your hip as your fingers crept down to your greedy hole and stretched you prettily.

“Taishiro~” You breathe, bucking into your hand.

Taishiro’s eyes flicked open, discerning your muffled whimpers and the wet smack of your thrusting fingers, his brows furrowed before raising with realization. He tossed around, catching you as your skin prickled and your back arching when you came around your fingers. His hand tickles over your clammy skin, your arousal seeping into his body, as he felt his cock harden achingly.

Taishiro’s lips draws into a taunting smirk, “my baby is so restless tonight, isn’t she?”

Your glossy eyes widen, before bobbing your head sluggishly.

“Now you know I loathe it when you exclude me, definitely when I could’ve gotten a taste of that pussy.”

“M’sorry, Taishy. Didn’t wanna bother you when I know yer tired.” You murmured, your words drawn out.

He smiled before he mounted you, “that’s sweet of you baby, but you know I gotta punish ya.”

You mewled, his hips rutting against yours, flinging your head back. Taishiro maneuvers himself from his gray joggers, you ogled at his swollen and redden cock. He takes your chin between his fingers and tilts it for you to stare him in the eye. “Look at me…be a good girl and spread wide for me.”

You parted your legs, your glistening lips in sight. Taishiro breathes through his nostrils and envelops his dick with his hand, swirling and smushing the head between your folds before he sheathes himself in your warmth with a groan. Your eyes deters from him, squirming beneath him. He growls and smacks your cunt, manhandling your jaw once again.

“‘I’m not going to ask you again,” He chided, “look at me.”

A hand palms at your stiffen teat while the other grasps your hip, setting a rhythmic tempo. Taishiro’s head slouches with a low hum, absorbing your lustful energy with every pump of his dick—now he was losing himself.

You choked on a sob as Taishiro swells into his chunky form, his girth stuffing you utmost. Your nails clawed at his wrist, his pace increasing. “Taishy, gentle.”

He scoffs before he snatches your legs and forcing them to your chest, fucking you further at an angle that had you squealing.

“I can't help it, baby cakes. I just want you so bad.” Taishiro moaned, his tongue lolled and drooled past his lip as he became drunk off of sex.

You gripped at the sheets, his name coming from your lips, as you came undone. “Taishiro!”

“T’such a good girl.” Taishiro sputtered, eyes rolling back as he spilled himself into your womb.

His hold lessen as he smothers himself into your breast, thrusting languidly, and resting for a few before he lifts himself on to his elbows as his dick jackhammered into your quivering pussy.

“No!” You wailed, attempting to pull from him.

“Give me one more,” He grunted.

You felt your gut tightened once more, your bottom lip wobbling. This was what you wanted, you missed his touch and now you got it with a consequence. Your wall spasmed around his cock, squirting with strained scream. You stared up at him tiredly, watching as his jaw jutted and his back curved when he reached his release. Taishiro collapses beside you, his chest heaving as he brings you into him.

You snuggled into him, lips coming to a smile. “Thank you.”

“Anytime, baby girl.”

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celinamazapan · 2 months

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A few days ago I requested this commission from /@Leso univers (on Facebook, buy commissions from him by the way, he draws beautifully!) in which my insert is in charge of do make our dumb blond chubby 🫣🩷 enjoy simps of the gummy bear!💛

#fatgum #fatgum x reader #fatgum x y/n #self ship #self shipping #taishiro toyomitsu #my hero academia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha taishiro #gaining weight on purpose #gain weight #gw #gain weight male #chubby #chubbiness #tammyhiro #celina and Fatgum

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succubus-nini · 1 year

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My darling Bakerᰔᩚ

Fatgum x Black!Reader

When Fat gum first met you, he was hooked. But you were stubborn, as a black person is, So he just wins you over, step by step.

Quirk: Ivy. You are practically Ivy from Marvel, Only if you overuse your quirk, you will very well die because the plant quirk makes you pretty immune to shit. So when you do get sick, HELLA Fatal🥰

Y/N was a owner of the Bakery downtown, "The Blooming Garden" . The bakery was your dream since you were little, as you weren't exactly(allowed/ didn't want to/ wasn't qualified ect. ) to be a hero.

You loved your bakery. It was your pride, your livelihood. You couldn't imagine being without your bakery because of a villain. It was too horrible for you to imagine.

The first time you met Fat gum was when he was in his slim form and needed to refill. Fatgun was around 5'11 or 6'0, you couldn't tell.

Now in his normal form, he's a solid 8'2. But you've never seen Fatgum, nor his slim form. So you, the innocent baker, though he was just a new customer.

"Wow.. I didn't expect a actual garden..-" He said, genuinely impressed at the flowers and vines that gave the place a cozy meadow vibe. Taishiro would look at the baker who was kneading some dough and his heart skipped a beat.

Why were you so perfect? The way the afternoon sun hit your dark skin and how your hair swayed with each movement of your hands, he thought he had died and went to heaven.

It took you a minute to notice the tall man. Once you did you smiled warmly at him and stopped what you were doing. "Welcome to my Bakery! What is on your cravings list Today dear?"

Oh sweet cinnamon rolls you done got this man way to deep

His face flushed a bright pink and he smiled nervously. "Ah- Well I'm new around here so, Can I get one of everything?" He asked, taking notice your taken aback expression.

Not once did ANYBODY say they wanted one of everything. That's damn near 150 dollars. You raised a eyebrow and huffed.

"Listen, I get you are new to this bakery, but I don't do things like that unle-" You paused as he got out cash money. So he was serious??

"How much would that be?" He asked, smiling at you with that bright aura of his. It was obvious he didn't hear what you were just saying as he was absorbed into his own world.

"... 150.00-" Y/N sighed in defeat, going behind the counter and putting one of every baked sweet you had in their assortment boxes, then proceeding to hand him the bag after ringing up the items.

The hero smiled even brighter at how you had given up on denying him and just snickered at how adorable your pout was. "Cute.." He mumbled before turning to walk out the door.

"Bye hun, See you soon." Taishiro said, eating a blueberry muffin as the door jingled at his exit.

A hour later you were closing up shop when you remembered him. "Seriously, Is he ok.." You muttered.

After closing the bakery you couldn't help but feel a bit more uneasy at how dark it was.

"Is it seriously 7:00?" Y/N questioned she made her way back to her house. Now you weren't dumb or oblivious, so you noticed it quickly when you felt the eyes of a unknown person on you after walking past a alleyway.

You especially knew it was on you went past the police station and the feeling you were being watched dismissed only after you past said police station.

Eventually you paused and turned around, dropping your bag with a clenched fist next to you and staring into the darkness that you just left. You opened your mouth and intensified your stare.

Being the one person who has actively planned out a death but never went through with it you just stood there. The offender took a step towards you and you instantly lifted your hand. He raised an eyebrow as you opened your mouth to speak.

"Alright you disgusting stalker weirdo come on over so I can knock some sense into you.." Y/n said through gritted teeth as she rolled her sleeves up and prepared herself for a fight.

The person stepped into view and smiled. "Why there's no need to be violent baby, we can talk this out at my place with a bottle of wine, what do you say?" This guy was a new female offender, as he was now known for stalking women before convincing them to go with him, then he'd kill them.

"Touch me and you lose your ability to tell you mouth from your ass." You said, Your hair now covering your eye as the guy ran and laid a nasty finger on your shoulder.

The next morning you were at the bakery, making some cinnamon rolls that was called in, along with some beef teriyaki, when Fatgum in his fat form and his work study students walked in. The red-haired one looked around in awe at how nature themed the place was. The purple haired one with his hood up just stayed hidden behind Fatgum.

You didn't know any of them. You remembered faces, and Fatgum seemed similar to the guy who came in yesterday, the jackets were the same. As you finished frosting the cinnamon rolls, you heard the red one say how Manly your bakery was. It made you snicker at how honest he sounded.

"Why thank you, built it myself and nearly died." You said as the red one's eyes widened. You took notice of all three's shocked expression as some other customers walked in with gifts. You were quite confused, it wasn't (birthday) yet, was it??

Just as you doubted, it was your birthday. These people were your friends from high school, and some recent friends who frequent your café. They all focused on you, not even sparing The three a word other than "Excuse me." or "Morning." before smothering you in endless love and support.

You got them to settle down just enough to apologize to Fatgum, Kirishima and Amajiki. "I deeply apologize about this. I don't know why but around these parts of town my birthday has become some time of celebration."

You said before packing up the large cinnamon rolls and the beef teriyaki. "And it's on the house." After handing the two boxes to Fatgum everyone walked out the bakery and gave you enough space to close it early for the day.

"Oh yeah, Y/N you have a stain that looks like blood on your bag." One of your friends said and you deadpanned you slowly turned to them with murder in your eyes. "I killed someone before opening the bakery." You said, making it unable for everyone else to tell if you were serious or not.

"I'm joking!" You said, flicking their nose. "It's ketchup from the spaghetti I had last night." Y/n laughed and her friends laughed. "You are a dark person." Your male friend said before both of your friends walked you away to you're favorite hangout spot, leaving Fatgum and his students standing at the bakery.

A/n- This is gonna be a part one and I'll work on the dabi part two when I wake up tomorrow. Love y'all <3

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[ Alright! Here’s a Taishiro piece for you! This was originally going to be for a Fat Gum Bang, but one of the admins was a real jerk, so I decided to quit the bang and post it here instead! This also might be slightly different from my other works, I’m trying to incorporate more detail with settings and surroundings in my writing. Depending on how well this is received, I may write a part II. Either way, I haven’t written for Fat Gum in a while. I hope you’ll enjoy it! ]

[ Working for The Public Modeling Commission wasn’t easy, but you managed. The modeling business wasn’t for everyone, and society always had negative opinions about plus-sized models including famous ones such as Taishiro Toyomitsu, who defied these societal expectations to the point of getting The Public Modeling Commission’s attention and furthermore, getting a proposed collaboration from them. But he’s on the fence about it until you’re sent in to convince him. ]

One had to follow certain rules in certain settings, and the modeling industry was no different. Be respectful, keep eye contact, and follow orders exactly. During your many years working under The Public Modeling Commission, you learned these things.

The sound of multiple voices and the gentle clink of glasses filled the air of the grandiose ballroom. The chandeliers hanging along the length of the ceiling sparkled like prisms and cast rainbow hues that reflected off the walls and some parts of the marble flooring that was colored a pristine white and had gentle strokes of yellow.

Delicate blue flowers were also painted onto its surface, further adding to the sense of elegance that made you feel suffocated. That’s probably why you chose to stand in the corner. You wore a gray tailored suit with a crisp white button-up shirt, the collar of which remained open exposing just enough skin.

A black tie complemented the collar and hung loosely around your neck and the black blazer that hugged your figure added a touch of sophistication that was normally associated with these types of parties. And finally, on your feet were polished oxfords.

You sighed and slumped against the wall as one of the waiters walked around holding a large circular tray with what appeared to be five flute cups filled with a golden liquid that kissed the edge of each glass and had some delicate bubbles floating along the top of it that begged you to drink.

Despite this, you resisted the urge. It was lovely to drink champagne, but you were ordered not to consume any alcoholic beverages. However, you knew that being part of this celebration should make you happy. Should.

After all, it was regarding the newly created plus-size modeling division The Public Modeling Commission was planning to launch. Unlike many models and society in general, you didn’t judge anyone based on their size, nor were you stuck up as some would assume people in your career were.

While it looked good on the surface, modeling became a dead-end job after a while. As strange as that may sound, not to mention the dark secrets behind the modeling industry or at least the dark secrets behind The Public Modeling Commission. However, you had your reasons for continuing to do it.

It’s not like you were a private person, you told anyone anything you felt like saying. In most respects, honesty wasn’t something you feared. Sadly, if your past were to come to light, it would ruin your career and the image of The Public Modeling Commission.

Unlike most models, you didn’t have a pleasant start. You shuttered when you thought about your past although you suspected that most would look up to you if they knew the things you had been through and the success you tasted now.

However, the past was the past, and you were determined to keep it behind closed doors. When you think about it, your job had many positive perks…well, besides fame. It also had its downsides, such as working even when you weren’t supposed to.

“Y/n,” Yokumiru Mera said, approaching you. Yokumiru was the second in command of The Public Modeling Commission and worked closely with Madam President, who oversaw the entire operation. Without her command, the wheel wouldn’t turn.

“Hm?” You hummed in response. Yokumiru was a middle-aged man, his usual messy beige hair was slicked back and the dark bags that were normally present under his eyes were concealed with makeup. He was wearing a formal black shirt with a white collar and tie, along with black dress pants.

“Here,” the man said before handing you a small envelope, sounding tired as ever. You glanced at it briefly before opening it and upon reading what it said, you knitted your eyebrows. “Taishiro Toyomitsu?” you asked, immediately recognizing the name.

He had an agency in Esuha City and was a famous plus-sized model. Yokumiru nodded. “You know who he is, Madam President wants to ensure the collaboration between this agency and his goes smoothly,” he explained.

Taishiro has been making astonishing achievements in his plus-size modeling career and caught the attention of The Public Modeling Commission, that’s what initially started their desire to create a plus-sized modeling division of their own.

While most would find this a noble goal, you knew it was only for business purposes considering The Public Modeling Commission was the largest modeling agency in Japan and had endless connections. Most of which were made from the past collaborations they had agreed to with lesser agencies.

But unlike those past collaborations, Madam President was intensely focused on doing a special collaboration with Taishiro that would skyrocket the introduction of the new plus-sized modeling division. A hand fisted into his hair as he sighed.

“She wants you to gain his favor and give her a report.” It was your turn to sigh. This was typical of Madam President to give you tasks that were meaningless in the long run and sometimes you questioned her methods. But this was also meaningless.

When she pulled the strings, you had to dance if you wanted to stay on her good side, and more importantly, if you wanted to remain employed. You nodded and tucked the envelope away on your person. “Understood,” you replied before looking around the room.

That’s when you spotted him, a rather tall and bulky man standing over the snack table dressed in an orange suit and tie. The few people who were standing nearby were looking at him in awe or possibly disgust, you couldn’t tell.

But you saw a handful of others making subtle gestures at him and more than likely gossiping about how big he was which, in your typical modeling business, gave the right to ridicule. That didn’t sit well with you, but you weren’t someone who dived into drama unless it was necessary.

After looking at Yokumiru, you crossed the room to Taishiro who was holding a small plastic plate while looking disappointed at the finger foods that were arranged just so on fancy clear plates across the table. The food they provided didn’t appeal to you either.

It was tasteless, bland, and didn’t satisfy your appetite and that’s probably why most of the attendants preferred to fill up on alcohol. “Were you expecting something else there?” you commented, grabbing a plate of your own and successfully catching the man’s attention.

“Hm?” Taishiro turned and that’s when you got a better look at the outfit he was wearing. In addition to the sleek suit jacket which yes, was as bright as an orange, you also noticed he was wearing matching trousers and a deep burgundy colored tie with black dress shoes that while like yours, looked more worn.

You smirked, ignoring his stare even as you piled your plate with the provided finger foods. Then you smiled at him. In addition to your outfit, figure, and hairstyle, he also noted that you appeared to be of average height, even though it wasn’t much of an endorsement given his stature; most people were much smaller than him.

As most of the models at this party did, you looked handsome and beautiful. Prim and proper even. He noticed that when you were a little plumper than others, there wasn’t much kindness in their eyes when they looked at you, but your eyes...well they were different.

Taishiro had long since gotten used to the stares and criticism that came with his job and...well, his build. Despite this, he had his reasons for considering the collaboration proposal from The Public Modeling Commission but had yet to fully make up his mind.

He was quite a handsome fella when he modeled in his youth, and he was well acquainted with the modeling business. However, many don't remember him for his younger years, but rather for what he became in his later years.

“Well, I know these fancy-like parties have these lil’ delicacies. They may be appetizin’ for some, but ‘fraid they don’t do much for a big fella like me,” he explained with a smile. In response, you shrugged and ate one of the snacks on your plate.

Despite tasting bland on your tongue, you chose to engage in conversation, just as Madam President instructed. “Well, it’d be dangerous if they served actual food at these kinds of events,” you joked. “You know the ones with...models.”

Although some may not find your joke humorous, it was one of the harsh realities of modeling. Maintaining your appearance, for the most part, was essential otherwise you would lose your career. Taishiro frowned. “Heh, well...” he paused, uncertain what to say.

“That doesn’t apply to you, does it? Don’t get me wrong. Plus-sized models are amazing and you’re doing the right thing by promoting what you do,” you said with a smile. “After all, you’re Taishiro Toyomitsu,” he laughed. “Sure am!” he replied.

“And what’s your name? I’ve seen ya around, on billboards and such,” he grinned as he extended his hand out. “Y/n,” you responded, shaking his hand. As soon as he heard your name, his eyes lit up, which you expected.

After all, you had held sixth place among the top 10 models in Japan for years which was impressive considering the models ahead of you were Enji Todoroki, Keigo Takami, Tsunagu Hakamada, Shinya Kamihara, and Rumi Usagiyama.

Most of them had their own agencies. It was almost funny to think that models were treated as though they were celebrities. While most had their own fanbase, the top 10 models typically received the most love and as such, they needed to work hard to keep their fanbase happy.

It was a challenge sometimes, but you managed. After all, when you had so many fans who loved your beautiful face, it was best not to disappoint. As far as the ranking board was concerned, you knew that Taishiro fell within the 50 most popular models. In retrospect, that was an incredible accomplishment for a plus-sized model.

“Well fancy yourself a model!” he declared, putting his plate down before nudging your shoulder. “You’ve been with The Public Modeling Commission for a while, right? Maybe ya can teach me a thing or two,” he joked and you faked a smile, but it seemed genuine to most, and you knew it would fool him as well.

“Yeah, guess you could say that,” you replied, shrugging. “And yes, I could teach you a thing or two. First things first,” you pointed lazily at the individuals who continued to stare at Taishiro as if he were some sort of spectacle. “See those stares?” you asked, watching as he turned his head ever so slightly to see who you were referring to.

You threw your plate of food into the nearby trashcan while he was distracted and after a moment of hesitation, he replied, “Yeah.” Your smile widened. “Fantastic!” You exclaimed. “Ignore them,” you held two fingers up before he could respond.

“Second,” You took the plate of food he had set on the table and carelessly dropped it on the floor. He looked utterly shocked by your actions, but before he could address it you motioned for him to follow you. “It’s better to gorge yourself on actual food.” He looked at the food now splattered across the floor.

Since it was a little hard to lean over when you were a big fella, he followed you curious to see where you were leading him. “I’m guessing you’re familiar with the restaurants around here, yeah?” He chuckled at your question.

“Sure, I am!” He replied with a happy grin. “Great!” You said as you walked past the entrance of the building and out into the cool night air. No matter what time it was, the city was always busy, but at night, it was more captivating.

Neon lights illuminated the streets and reflected a rainbow of hues off the windows of the numerous buildings that surrounded the area, creating that bustling energy that cities are known for. In addition, the paper lanterns that hung from the food stands nestled between the buildings created a warm, welcoming aura.

They also added that savory fragrance that lingered in the air and made your mouth water. Despite that, a multitude of people lined the sidewalk, and each seemed woven together as they passed one another. Others sat on the available benches that were scattered around or stood at one of the many bus stops the city offered.

“Mm...” You seemed drawn to the couples that walked hand in hand or were sitting down lovingly gazing at each other. You never thought much about romance, but what else could you expect when you were adored by...well everyone?

It was somewhat disappointing to think that they only loved you for your career as opposed to the real you. Whoever that was. Even so, as of right now, you aren’t interested in anyone. You glanced up at Taishiro who, too, seemed awestruck by how beautiful the city looked.

Nope...weren’t interested in anyone. “So,” you said, resuming walking. “What restaurant do you want to go to?” He hesitated before following you. “Whatever suits your fancy! Trust me, this big ol’ gut doesn’t care as long as the food is hot and fresh!” he said patting his stomach with a hearty laugh.

“Mm, is that so?” You asked, glancing back at him. “Sure is. One thing I’ve learned is not to be picky when it comes to havin’ a good meal,” he shared. “Yeah, I agree,” you replied, your stomach grumbling at the thought of some steamy hot food piled high on a plate.

You looked ahead, spotting a large red building with a flashing yellow sign situated above it and a long line that expanded down the sidewalk. “Since we’re on the same page, how about we go there?” you suggested pointing at the restaurant.

“Seems a bit crowded,” he replied after taking into account the long line of people waiting outside. You smirked, “I know, but I’m sure I could get us a private room no problem,” you winked at the bigger man, who looked at you in confusion.

Instead of addressing it, when the two of you approached the building, you walked to the front door and he remained standing on the sidewalk. When the line of people spotted you, screams of joy echoed and he heard a few people call out your name. “Hm,” it wasn’t that hard for him to put two and two together.

“Heyo!” You greeted them with a pleasing smile and a playful wink, making them scream out again. He laughed softly. In general, he didn’t have much of a fan base because few people liked plus-sized models, but he treasured the fans he did have because fame wasn’t everything.

The only thing he wanted was to spread positivity and self-love. Glam and fashion magazines have always told everyone that skinny was the only way to be, that somehow a small stomach and a flawless face equaled true beauty. It didn’t.

He enjoyed inspiring others to see their inner beauty and appreciate how they looked on the outside. However, he was happy to see that you had a lot of fans. Guess you earned them. The hostess appeared more taken by you than the rest of the crowd and stared at you with such love and awe he was almost jealous.

“Mind if we get a private room to eat in, sweetheart? Yeah, I can autograph that for you,” chuckling, you took her clipboard and scribbled your name across it. She allowed you to enter after a selfie request but stumbled back when Taishiro walked over. Unlike you, he didn't get a warm welcome per se.

Suddenly, the crowd that had been shrieking for you stopped and murmurs and concerns filled the air. He couldn’t help but recall that most of the discrimination he faced was due to his size and shape. But people just have to deal with it.

When you realized he hadn’t followed you inside, you paused and turned to see him standing in front of the hostess. She wore a defensive posture, and you could only assume she was giving him a nasty look. “Hey,” you said, catching her attention.

“He’s with me,” the hostess looked at you in disbelief before looking back at Taishiro. Then with a sigh, she motioned him inside. You could only imagine what was going through her mind. Of course, that wasn’t important.

You turned and resumed walking inside the restaurant. It wasn’t that difficult for him to notice that you turned several heads when you walked by. The waitresses gave you that familiar loving gaze and some squealed with delight when they saw you.

Others who were eating suddenly paused and gazed at you with amazement. He wondered if you realized what you were doing or if you had just gotten so used to being treated this way that you ignored their reactions. Either way, he hoped you were happy and if you weren’t, heck he’d try his best to make you.

The pristine wooden door leading into the private room opened with a faint whisper and you noticed it was adorned with a beautiful painting of cherry blossoms and delicate pinks and greens that looked like they were swaying when the door moved.

You looked at Taishiro before stepping inside and immediately noted the elegantly placed table that dominated the room. It appeared to be constructed from ash wood, giving it a modern and sophisticated appearance that aligned with the feeling of the restaurant.

Its edges were carefully constructed into a gentle curve, and, like the door, cherry blossoms adorned its perimeter, further enhancing its artistic appeal. Its polished and prim surface had a pitcher of ice water and two large glasses on it and reflected the soft golden glow from the paper lanterns hung across the room.

To create an inviting atmosphere, the table was set low to the ground on tatami mats painted a greenish hue, encouraging you and Taishiro to sit on one of the four cushions placed along the curves of the table. Your concentration was broken when Taishiro laughed.

“Well, guess that’s a preview of the lovin’ and admirin’ ya get daily, huh?” You wanted to shrug and dismiss his words. Instead, you walked over and took a seat and he followed, taking the one across from you. Although he struggled a bit getting onto his knees and sitting cross-legged which you partly expected.

You tried to resist smirking and leaned one elbow on the table and cradled your hand against your cheek. “Yeah, more or less, sorry if I threw you for a loop,” you said with a forced laugh. “Heh, that’s alright!” he declared.

“No harm done, and I enjoy seein’ ya work your magic,” your smile filled him with joy, but there was something odd about it. He tended not to appreciate others smiling unless they meant it. “Right, well,” you picked up the menu and glanced over the choices while tapping your chin.

You lacked self-control when it came to food. Considering your very strict exercise regimen, eating whatever you desired didn’t adversely affect your modeling career. When you glanced up, you noted that Taishiro looked tall even when he was seated, and although he was a big and round individual, he was nice to look at.

His skin was clear and creamy, his blond hair fell in gentle waves, and his eyes were the same color as his hair. His appearance was truly unique, and you admired it. Several years ago, he made his plus-sized modeling debut, and you remember everyone laughing and criticizing him.

Of course, there were a few kind hearts out there, yourself included, that thanked him for his work and how he defied plus-sized modeling limitations. Not many knew this, but he was one of your motivations for your modeling career.

It’s funny how life works sometimes. Here you were sitting with one of the most famous plus-sized models in Japan, the same plus-sized model you had admired for years. Yet, it was almost as though it were under false pretenses given the fact you were only following orders.

Nevertheless, it wasn’t wise to go against Madam President since the newest division of her modeling franchise depended on Taishiro’s collaboration, and you were sent in as her rat to sweeten the deal. You didn’t realize how lost in thought you were until you heard your name.

“Y/n?” You snapped out of your daze. “Huh?” you replied, only to hear him laugh in return. “Is anythin’ wrong? Heh, I can understand why ya wanna stare, heck a lot of people stare at me. But your head seems to be in the clouds, is there somethin’ on your mind?” You shook your head.

“No...nothing,” you replied, glancing to the side. Despite knowing you were lying, he shrugged. “Alrighty then...” he said, not wanting to provoke or push you into telling him what was wrong. It had to come out sooner or later. “So,” he adjusted the menu in his hands.

“What were ya thinkin’ of gettin’? Everythin’ sounds pretty appetizin’, doesn't it?” You tapped your lips several times, scanning the menu. “Hm...takoyaki, yakitori, and tempura sound delicious. We could also order sushi and onigiri,” you suggested, making him laugh in response.

As you lowered your menu, you raised an eyebrow in his direction. “I’m sorry,” he said, letting his laughter die down. “I didn’t mean to disrespect ya in any way. I just wasn’t expectin’ a model as fine as yourself to be prepared to eat that much,” he explained.

“I just admire someone with an appetite like mine,” he added. “Heh,” you tried to smile but knew what he was thinking. He thought you were like the rest of the braindead models, who starved themselves or ate nothing but healthy food, but that’s not how you lived.

You reminded yourself again that as long as you stuck to your exercise routine, the one Madam President made for you, eating what you pleased wouldn’t jeopardize your career. “Is that correct?” You asked respectfully, but even so, tension dripped from you like a leaky faucet.

He opened his mouth, sensing the tension, only to have the waitress interrupt him. After placing your order, you flashed her a smile and tried to ignore the look of disbelief on her face. Then Taishiro ordered his food, and the two of you were left alone again.

After pouring yourself a glass of water and taking a sip, you glanced at him and leaned back in your seat. “So, what made you want to get into modeling? If memory serves, you started modeling after you graduated High School and your popularity grew,” you said, wanting to start a conversation.

Taishiro tensed up a bit and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. “Yeah, I suppose that’s right,” he said, quickly recalling his younger years. “Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed modelin’ back then, and still do now!” he exclaimed with a determined smirk.

But it soon faded, and he fixed his eyes on the table. “After a while though, fame, and fortune don’t mean much if people only come to ya ‘cause you’re pleasin’ to the eye,” he explained, and you understood what he meant.

It seemed that beauty played the most crucial role in determining how people treated you and what kind of looks you got in society. “I wanted to be somethin’ more, but along the way, I found another passion,” he said, patting his stomach.

“After that, I got to thinkin’ that despite my growin’ size I could still be a role model that others look up to,” you nodded. “Yeah…I remember your early days as a model. You inspired me to follow the profession. Even after people tried to bury your name and career,” you smirked when he parted his lips in shock.

“Heh, well I guess I should be thankin’ ya for lookin’ up to me so kindly. But with natural beauty like yours, I’d think you’d find your way into this career without lookin’ up to me,” he said, and you shook your head, a smile still painting your features.

“I like looking up to you. The fact that you redefined the modeling business is amazing,” might as well try buttering him up. “All your dedication and work are paying off. The Public Modeling Commission was determined to open a plus-sized division after seeing your success.” You chuckled briefly.

“I’m sure the collaboration between your and our agencies will finally give plus-sized models the respect they deserve and-” you paused. You could dig for more information discreetly now that you’ve mentioned The Public Modeling Commission and the collaboration. You could also make sure Taishiro was 100% on board.

You felt your stomach twist in disgust, almost wishing he knew what you were doing. If he did, the kind and admiring eyes he used to look at you would no longer be there. “Oh sorry,” you said, pressing your hands against your chest.

“You haven’t fully decided if you will go through with the collaboration. Shouldn’t have mentioned it, I-” He interrupted you, falling hook, line, and sinker for your setup. “It’s alright,” he said with a chuckle allowing his eyes to linger on you for a long moment then gazed at your hand which remained resting on the table.

“Truth be told, I was on the fence about it…but…” You tensed up when he placed his hand over yours. Yes, you did not judge others by their, ahem…proportions. But it was hard to ignore how large his hand was. While it swallowed your hand whole, you also noticed how warm and gentle his touch was.

His thumb stroked the side of your hand like one would pet a bird or a kitten. “Ya convinced me with your kindness,” you knitted your eyebrows. “Sorry?” you replied, but he smiled. “Your kindness, most wouldn’t approach me like ya did,” he chuckled, “and that honesty of yours is also somethin’ to be admired.”

Your heart sank at his words, if only he knew how dishonest you were being. “And if I accept this collaboration, well it’d be a downright honor to work side by side with ya if I’d be so privileged,” you looked at him with disbelief. It faded after a few moments, and you glanced away. “Oh, uh...” What should you even say to that?

“Thanks?” Yeah, thanking him was better than nothing. “Heh, heh. The pleasure is mine,” he replied with a smile, and you gave a forced one in return. It was sad to think that such a smile fooled thousands of people every day.

Taishiro knitted his eyebrows almost as if he sensed something was wrong and opened his mouth, but at that moment the waitress returned, placing the food on the table and you sighed in relief. Grabbing a yakitori, you greedily tore off a chunk like an animal tearing into a fresh kill.

While he looked on in amusement, you hummed in approval and licked your lips. “Heh, guessin’ it’s good eatin’, don’t mind if I do,” he said, reaching over to take a yakitori. A minute later, you both had your plates piled high and exchanged a few words as you ate your fill.

“Ah, that food was pretty tasty!” he said with a chuckle, patting his stomach. You nodded, leaning back against your seat when the waitress came with the bill. “Hm?” Taishiro sat up and was about to reach across the table to look at it, but you snatched it away.

You placed it on your lap before pulling out your credit card. “Pardon,” he said as you tucked your card into the check presenter’s plastic sleeve. “Yes?” you replied, looking at him. “Are ya intendin’ to pay for this meal?” he asked, and his voice reflected a slight suspicion and uncertainty.

“Is that a problem?” you replied with a smirk. “Well now, I wouldn’t be much of a gentleman if I expected ya to pay,” he said, but you shrugged. “I’m paying,” you replied, your tone firm and your voice deep to make sure he knew there was no room for argument.

As you handed the check presenter to the waitress, you looked at him and said, “Consider it a welcoming present and a thank you for collaborating with The Public Modeling Commission.” You gave him yet another sweet but fake smile.

He frowned when he saw it but decided not to address it now. “Well, thank ya kindly but next time, the meals on me,” he stated. You were caught off guard by his words. “Next time?” You muttered under your breath but knew not to overthink it.

Most likely, he was just being polite. Before walking out of the restaurant with him, you ensured everything was correct and put your credit card away. It was less cluttered on the sidewalk, but people still walked along it.

More than likely they were heading home after a long day’s work. You noticed the signs you passed by earlier looked brighter than before. This was especially evident considering the sky was now painted black and only a few stars were visible.

Taishiro noticed a genuine smile on your face as you looked up at the sky, and he wanted to tell you to only smile when you mean it. At the same time, he knew that you must have had your reasons for that fake smile. “Heh,” he chuckled, catching your attention.

“What?” you asked, and he shook his head, his eyes lingering on you. “Nothing, I just…” He paused and rubbed the back of his head, ruffling his already messy blond hair around. “I wanted to apologize for my earlier comment again and-” you waved his words off.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” you said as you walked down the sidewalk. “That’s the reaction most models who actually eat and are friendly get. We break the illusion society holds over us. That we’re perfect little porcelain dolls,” you explained before looking up at the sky again.

“Some of us are lucky enough to be broken porcelain dolls,” you joked, a bit of a dark joke at that but still you chuckled. As Taishiro followed you, he apologized to the few people he ran into and those who stepped around to avoid him.

“Is that right?” He replied before holding back his breath. “Well,” he reached over, laying his hand on your shoulder and making you pause. “Hm?” You turned, looking at him with curiosity and something about that expression made his heart leap.

“Uh,” for a moment he forgot what he wanted to say. “Oh!” He laughed. “As far as porcelain dolls go. I gotta say if I were the collector type, I’d buy a dozen of ya ‘cause I can’t get enough of your sweet self!” His comment made you snicker.

“Right,” you replied dryly and resumed walking, and he followed right behind you. “So, the party should be just about over by now,” you informed him. “Oh?” He smiled. He was happy he got to spend time with you instead of remaining at the party so there was no sadness in knowing it was over.

“Yeah,” you replied, trying not to let silence fill the space between the two of you. “So do you live far from here?” You asked. “Heh, I live back in good ol’ Esuha City,” you nodded. “Near your agency I assume. Good thinking,” you commented, “must be nice.”

“Well, city life ain’t for most. Truth be told, I’d be just as content livin’ in one of the rural areas. Of course, then I’d miss out on all the great food the city has to offer,” he said laughing. You smirked, “Yeah…the city has some excellent food,” enough to satisfy you anyway.

Glancing ahead, you could see the building where the party was being held. There were also a few people walking out and several cars pulling out onto the street. “So did you drive here?” you asked, ignoring the chill of the air against your cheeks, which were slowly turning red.

“Nah, I don’t do much drivin’. Heh, but I have a ride. Don’t ya be worryin’ about lil’ ol’ me now,” he teased, gently nudging you with his elbow. “Heh,” you chuckled and felt relieved when you were finally in front of the semi-empty building.

While your back was turned to it, you felt eyes on you, and you assumed said eyes belonged to Madam President. Somehow, she always kept tabs on you, and if not her, then someone close to her did. To put it simply, you were never actually alone.

Every move you made had to be calculated perfectly, but sometimes you didn’t care about the consequences of your actions, maybe that made you rebellious. You weren’t sure. However, most would advise against angering Madam President.

Despite this, you and your colleague made a game out of it. Come to think of it, it’s strange that Madam President didn't send him to do this job. Who knows, maybe she thought Taishiro would be more drawn to you? Regardless, you knew you would find out later.

“So, I guess this is goodnight. That dinner was delicious, we must do it again sometime,” you said, putting on your most optimistic smile. His face twisted with uncertainty and before you could react, he grabbed your hands and cradled them.

First, he put his hand over yours during dinner, and now this. “I’d like that, if ya don’t mind bein’ seen with a big fella like me again. Havin’ dinner or just spendin’ time with ya again would be a pleasure,” he said, smiling at you and for a moment, you were at a loss for words.

“Hmm,” Madam President’s eyes remained fixed on you and Taishiro. “What on Earth is going on…” she muttered, her words dripping with suspicion. “I’m sure everything is fine…” Yokumiru said, ignoring her glare. “I agree!” Keigo announced as he entered the room.

His feathery ash hair was slicked back, highlighting his yellow eyes adorned with triangular tattoos on the top corners and tear ducts. He wore a black and red suit that almost appeared to have some sort of shimmer to it, and he had a faint amount of stubble on his chin.

He smirked as he walked over and plopped onto the couch. “Takami…” Madam President growled but did not remove her eyes from you nor Taishiro. “Aw, come on there Madam President. I know I left my post early, but hey…it looks like you didn’t need hawk eyes on Y/n after all.”

Like you, Keigo often carried out Madam President’s orders which consisted mostly of keeping tabs on the others she sent out. Like a supervisor, but undetected. “I mean sure, I could have done the job just as well,” he stated, placing his hands behind his head.

He lay back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. “But Y/n has that certain genuine charm people seem to like, and besides Toyomitsu seemed pretty smitten with them, so didn’t think I needed to observe any longer,” he explained.

He could sense tension in the air. More than likely Madam President was angered because he technically disobeyed her order. However, no harm was done, and he wasn’t scared of what she might do. She had no one better than him, apart from you, that is.

“I hope to see ya again real soon, alright?” Taishiro squeezed your hands gently before releasing them, turning, and walking away. As you watched him disappear, you felt your hands tingle and a strange feeling of warmth wash over you.

But your moment was interrupted when you heard someone clear their throat. You sighed and turned to face her after shaking your head to clear your thoughts. “Madam President,” you replied nonchalantly. She crossed her arms. “Report,” she stated, and you sighed again.

“Right, straight to that, huh?” You replied, placing one hand on your hip. “He agreed to collaborate with our agency. There’s no changing his mind,” you said. “Ensure it remains that way,” she ordered before turning back toward the building and walking away.

“Suuuuuure,” you replied half-heartedly before placing your hand on your chest, feeling the unusual speedy pace of your heart. The last time you received physical affection and talked to someone who seemed genuinely interested in you instead of your career was a long time ago.

But Taishiro...the way he looked and spoke to you. Well, it was different than what you were used to. He was different than the others Madam President assigned you to butter up. “Mm…” you pressed a hand to your forehead.

“I must be going crazy. It’s been a long day,” you concluded, shrugging before you started toward the car that The Public Modeling Commission provided. When you approached, Untenmaru Kurumada stepped out.

He was an older man with short black hair styled up in the front and a white mustache with hints of black. On the length of his chin, white facial hair was also present. A black dress shirt and white tie complemented his dark-colored jacket that hugged his chest and waist.

Additionally, he always wore white driving gloves. Since Enji, the one he had an exclusive contract with, did not attend tonight’s event, he agreed to drive the models present because he made a living catering to models specifically.

“Hello Y/n!” he shouted enthusiastically as he opened the door. “Where are you headed!?” he asked, his voice high and loud. You replied, “I’ll head home, thank you,” and he nodded before closing the door, climbing into the driver’s seat, and starting the engine.

As the car pulled out onto the street, you looked at the black sky still adorned with those sparkling diamonds known as the stars. Then you looked down at your hands which lay motionless in your lap. You remembered Taishiro’s secure grip on them and yet again how he looked at you.

It was unlike the looks you got daily, there was just something about it that made you feel…strange. “Hm…” you knit your eyebrows. Untenmaru noticed the expression you were making when he gazed at the rearview mirror and frowned.

Despite knowing it wasn’t any of his business, he blurted out “Something wrong!?” His many years as a chauffeur gave him a great deal of insight into the challenges associated with the modeling industry, and the struggles models of your generation face.

He had known you for some time, and usually, you had a smile on your face. However, tonight it seemed someone or something had stolen it from you. Looking at him, you raised your eyebrows. Damn…shouldn't have given yourself away.

Taking a deep breath, you said, “Nothing. I’m just…I mean it’s just…” Drawing your bottom lip into your mouth, you tried to think. “I’m just worried about how well the collaboration with Toyomitsu will go. After all, this new division means a lot to The Public Modeling Commission,” you explained only to hear him huff in response.

“Is that all you kids think about!? There’s more to life than success! Even Mr. Todoroki knows that!” You hummed in response, and although he had a point, you knew he couldn’t tell that there was an enormous amount of guilt weighing your heart down.

When you think about it, Madam President would likely assign you or Keigo to show Taishiro the ropes before the big collaboration debut. Your fingers curled into the fabric of your pants. You could only imagine how chaotic that would be.

In addition, despite your best efforts to tell yourself this was only business, Taishiro Toyomitsu, made your stomach churn with butterflies which was an unusual and furthermore, unwanted reaction that you had to get under control before your next meeting with him.

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draco-asteria · 9 months

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Happy Birthday, Fatgum!

The image belongs to @robot0artist on Tumblr

#bnha pro heroes #boku no hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha taishiro #taishiro toyomitsu #taishiro x reader #taishiro toyomitsu smut #taishiro toyomitsu x reader #fatgum x you #fatgum smut #fatgum x y/n #fatgum x reader

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luxthestrange · 20 days

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BNHA Incorrect quotes#16 DAMMIT DAVE-

When Fatgum was on patrol he saw a food stand ...as he looked up to see the owner he saw you again...cooking with a smile

Villain!Y/n*Serving him a big plate of food with an excited grin*FATGUM-...i-um...HAVE DINNER WITH ME?! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!?~

Fatgum*Smilling abit flustered by your eagerness and takes the plate*Um...maybe one night?-

Villain!Y/n*Tears up and lower lip trembles, whining...taking a deep breath* C-COME ON MAN EVERY NIGHT!!!-OW*Was bonked in the head by your lackeys who...looked apologetic at Fatgum as they...dragged you away to your vehicle*

Henchman*Coughs into first bowing at fatgum*A-apologies for the inconvenience sir...if they bother you again-Uh here is my card...again sorry-

The henchmen give Fatgum his card "Dave Head-Henchman of Y/n Group xxx-xxx-xxxx"...Fatgum watches as they live with you whining and as he eats your plate...his eyes shined

Fatgum*Chewing your dish and continue to eat*...Delicious

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karume-everything-else · 6 months

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Flufftober 2023

Day 18: Way too excited affections [Reader x Fatgum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)] {My Hero Academia}

From what you saw on the news earlier, you were expecting Tai to need a pick-me-up. After a stick-up at a bank, all those tensions running high and there being hardly anything he could do, even with his quirk. You were almost certain he would feel a little under the weather by the time he got home.

But no, you were being ambushed into snuggles. Sometimes he was just a little too sweet to you. Not that you minded, but after the day he had... this felt just a tad bit off.

Then again, you weren't complaining. The way Tai had bee-lined for you as soon as his shoes were off, being squeezed into a tight hug from behind, and just Tai nuzzling against your neck... it was like he knew the kind of pick-me-up you had in mind and that he needed something else.

"I saw what happened Tai." You patted as far up as you could reach with your arms half pinned, "You wanna talk about it?"

He grunted softly, "No, not at the moment. I just need to know you're okay."

"Well, I got an eight-foot tall teddy bear clinging to me, but other than that I'm good."

You were both chuckling softly, "Very funny sweetheart. Don't make me abduct you to the living room."

"A pro-hero kidnapping a helpless civilian." You gasped playfully, "You wouldn't."

"Don't tempt me."

Giggling and squirming around in his grasp, you kissed his cheek sweetly. Doing your best to look and act innocent. Tai blushing something fierce was the least of your worries as he scooped you up over his shoulder.

"I warned you!"

"You don't have the guts!"

It was almost enough to get him to put you back down, almost. But giggling all the way to the living room, spouting cheesy one-liners was just what you two did. Whether they actually fit either of you was a whole other story... one that wasn't going to be discussed anytime soon.

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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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it's cuffing season....

and all the girls be needin...

I NEED A BIG BOY

I WANT A BIG BOY

GIVE ME A BIG BOYYYYYYYY

#if you only like his skinny form you're weaker you're stupider and i don't respect you #he's so babygirl #sorry i had to #it's been all over my fyp #my hero acedamia #bnha #mha taishiro #taishiro toyomitsu #taishiro x reader #taishirou #bnha taishiro #toyomitsu taishirou x reader #toyomitsu x reader #fatgum #fatgum x reader #fatgum x y/n #fatgum x you #need me a man like this

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zenphiaaa · 10 months

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Don't you Worry (Taishiro Toyomitsu)

Childhood Sweethearts AU Gen!Reader

"Here you go darlin'." A voice cut into the heavy silence. A cold plastic water bottle was being pressed into your hands, breaking you out of the trance you were in. "Deep in thought?" The man in front of you questioned with a boyish smile playing on his lips.

"Ah," You duck your head in embrassment as Taishiro's eyes followed to where you were staring at a few seconds ago. "It's just like I'm reliazing how big of a hot shot you are now." You shyly admitted to the blond man.

Taishiro found himself staring at the billboard of FatGum toothpaste ad. "I wouldn't say teeth is being a hot shot." The hero teased their partner with a sly grin.

"I disagree," You roll your eyes, "Don't sell yourself short. You made a name of yourself and built a career for yourself. It's pretty amazing!" You cheered. "I was just thinking of how far you came. I'm really proud of you, you know?"

The prohero looked at his partner with wide eyes, feeling slightly shocked by the words. You take a sip of your water, not knowing the sudden flood of emtions that were attacking the male. "Is that to say you weren't proud of me before?" He decided to tease you rather than adress the emtional hoops his brain was going through at the moment.

"I'm always proud of you!" You smile up at him. "Ever since we were kids even! I would watch as you were brainstorming your hero name and think to myself, 'If Taishiro wants to do something he will.' It gave me the reason to start trying new things." You admitted with an akward laugh.

"You might be everyone's hero right now, but you were mine first." You whispered, keeping you head down. Your face beating a harsh read across your checks.

A blush broke out on the male's face causing him to attempt to cover his face with his arm. "You inspire me too." He mumbled so softly that you almost missed it.

You will the courage to look up and found yourself staring into lovingly eyes, taking your breath away at how intense the emtional was. "Your my hero, darlin'." He spoke before pulling you into his arms and holding on tight.

"I utterly adore you."

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gglitch1dd · 1 year

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Fatgum with a breeding kink would be SO GOOD. Maybe a little further, though? Maybe someone's discovered with a fertility quirk, a little quirk marriage with Fatgum would be fun 👉👈 constantly being filled by the big man at his full size making sure you're not leaving his bed.

WELL HELLO TO YOU TOO!! You've intrigued me.

FATGUM X FEM READER. BREEDING KINK

Now I LOVE fatgum. In my culture, men that are big means that they are happy. And it is big boy season after all, so why not. You had me at fatgum, fertility and breeding kink.

Note: NSFW, Breeding king, Chubby reader friendly (reader is described to be soft and plump), arranged marriage, Fatgum being a sucker for his new wifey.

Now ProHero Fatgum, Taishiro Toyomitsu, is a very busy guy. He is in the top fifty proheroes, is a beloved hero and is often too tired or exhausted from work to date. He focuses on his agency, his lovely interns, amazing sidekicks and just one work in general Not that he hasn't tried. He has. He's tried dating but society isn't often kind towards the bigger guys. The MUCH bigger guys in his case.

Now the biggest problem about this was that he was a romantic, he wanted to find love and he wanted to have someone to come home to after a long day of hero work. Was that really so bad to ask for.

However, after some hero mingling and noticing pros starting to get partners one by one, Taishiro found out that the Hero Commission did courting work for heroes. More like arranged marriages so to speak. Quirk compatibility, likes, dislikes, personalities, you name it. It's something they did to make their heroes' lives better. So Taishiro thought why not. He was more of an optimist anyways so he decided to give it a shot.

One of the scariest things about the Commission is how well they know people. How well they know their heroes.

Which is how Taishiro met you. Sweet lovely you.

When he first met you, admittedly he was nervous. You looked so beautiful. Kind and sweet. You were gorgeous to him. You had a soft element to him, supple and filled out in all the right places. You had a smile on your face that made him just want to melt and not to mention the way you looked at him with such warm eyes. He thought he would die a happy man just having met you.

You both quickly hit it off, with great conversation, nice laughs and jokes and a promise to see this through. So you were both now in the courting phase.

Now everyone at Fatgum's agency noticed how the big guy had an extra pump in his step nowadays. How he was smiling way more than usual, if that was even possible. At first he hadn't said a thing. What was he supposed to say? He wanted to keep you as his little secret. Nevermind that he was constantly thinking and texting you. He just found you to be a new light in his life.

Well you were carefully hidden under wraps until you came to Fatgum's agency carrying five large bentos and gifted it to him with a warm face and a nervous smile. Taishiro could have just burst into tears at how thoughtful you were. You knew he would be on lunch soon, you also knew he didn't pack himself lunch so you made some for him. He was so grateful for it and you left with a wave.

The look on Kirishima and Tetsutetsu's face when you left made Taishiro want to burst. "So there's a Mrs Fatgum huh?" Kirishima asked as he wiggled his eyebrows. Tetsu joined in only making others laugh at how red Taishiro had turned. He didn't mind though, if it meant seeing you everyday with little personalized bentos from you, he would let them tease him all day long.

Then once everything was up and great, you both got married. More of legally than the whole big bang wedding. Although Taishiro promised you a big wedding of your wanting soon. Which you honestly didn't mind.

You moved in with him and that's when your sweet whirlwind chance romance turned into something more.

There was one thing Taishiro kept guarded in his heart and that was just how much your quirk made him ache. A fertility quirk. A small one but it was there nonetheless. You were basically a walking plump breedable doll set to tempt him. And DAMN was he tempted alright.

He was so grateful that you were comfortable with him enough to be relaxed in the home you now shared together but, damn did he feel like it was going to drive him crazy. All the shorts you walked around in, the way you wanted to sleep in the same bed together and always snuggled up against him. So small compared to him. On his off days sometimes you would even greet him in the mornings with a plate of hearty breakfast and those beautiful silk pyjamas.

You were driving him insane.

He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you were his. And he felt bad sometimes about how much he had to jack off to the thought of you. How much he had to stay in the shower dreaming of your hands around him, on him.

He felt really bad about it, but he couldn't seem to stop. It was like a drug.

And God forbid when he heard you crying out his name when he came back from work early. He could only imagine what you were doing behind the door to the bedroom and yet, you sounded so angelic. You sounded like you needed him, like you were aching for him.

And now was no different, but this time he was going to do something about it.

It was one of the stay in mornings. A slow morning where you both could just enjoy the peace of each other in the morning light without the rush of getting to work or having to rush to meetings. Taishiro loved these type of mornings, however, when he woke up he didn't expect to find you whimpering and grinding on his leg.

At first he thought he was still asleep. This had to be a wet dream or something. Yet as he looked down at you at his side, your face strewn in want and frustration as whines escaped you, he knew like hell was this a dream. His face went red at the sight of you and yet he couldn't take his eyes off of you.

You buried your face in his warm, soft arm. You whimpered. "Taishiro..." You whispered. "P-please-"

Now if he had to wait another minute, he was going to die of blue balls. He is aware it is not a thing, but he is pretty DAMN SURE it is now.

Carefully placing a kiss to your face and neck, he kept a hand to the inside of your thigh, subtly waking you up. "Sweet thing..." He whispered. He might have been horny as fuck, and really not in the mood to be patient, but like hell was he not a gentlemen first. He smiled upon seeing your eyes slowly open and look up at him. You blinked up in slight confusion. "It's alright, sweet pear, I'm here. Looks like I haven't been taking care of you very right as your husband. I should apologise."

You shook your head as you wiped your eyes, a delicate smile on your face. "I don't mind, but... Taishiro." You moved your hips slightly, forcing his hand to move up closer to your waiting and aching sex. "Please..." You whispered.

With a single smile, thats how your whole relationship exploded.

Not a single day goes by where he isn't cock deep inside of you. He's sure he's fallen in love with your fertile cunt and just the way it grips him. He feels like he's in heaven every time he touches you. How could he possibly go out everyday calling himself a hero when he hasn't stuffed you full, and damn does he have much to give you. I mean, you're his pretty little wife.

"Taishiro!" You cried out as he had down on your hands and knees, him pounding inside of you so powerfully it made tears run down your face. You could barely breathe nevermind think. You were drooling as you moaned out in pleasure.

Taishiro had the biggest grin on his face. Cum already outlining his cock as he moved in and out of you. He loved fucking you out, it was beautiful watching you fall apart, utter bliss every time he filled you up. "There there, my darling." He caressed your ass sweetly as if he wasn't rearranging your insides simultaneously. "I gotta take care of you."

-Glitch1d

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