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This is my fic for The Citrus Dome Server Lover鈥檚 Day Literature Collab! Please go check out The Masterlist and support all of the amazing artists and writers that have contributed.馃枻
A/N: WHEW guys... I don鈥檛 think I鈥檝e put this much work into a fic EVER. I鈥檝e been feeling pretty bad about my body and wanted to write a reader who struggled with it as well. Who better to boost your confidence than DILF Kiri feeding your praise kink?! I was heavily influenced by this amazing drabble by @rat-suki鈥 and got permission to use it as my inspiration for this fic.馃枻 (for reference, reader is 30 and Kirishima is 42)
Thanks to @afictionalwhore and my dear friend Orchid for the beta read!馃枻
RetiredProHero!Kirishima x YoungerF!Reader
Word Count: 5.3k
TW: size difference, oral (both receiving), daddy kink, praise kink (lots and lots of praise), TBH the sex is pretty vanilla but very passionate, both are insecure about their bodies.
When you trudged into work this morning, you didn鈥檛 ever dream of meeting your childhood idol/crush, but here you are, staring up at a beautiful mountain of a man. Eijiro Kirishima, or retired pro hero Red Riot, had never come into your coffee shop before and you鈥檇 never imagined he would. He was huge. Nearly 7 ft tall and built like a brick house. His hair was back to his natural black with flecks of silver at his temples and hung long and wild around his shoulders. He had on a pair of glasses and wore a dark maroon sweater and jeans.
Even though he鈥檚 aged, he looks just as handsome as the young man you fell for as a girl.
The year he made his debut, you were only six, and like most other six-year-olds, you idolized the pro heroes. Most of your friends loved Deku or Dynamite, but you always loved Red Riot. His smile, warmth, and his fiercely protective nature made your tiny heart burst with admiration. Throughout his hero career, you kept up with all of his interviews, the battles he鈥檇 been in, the awards he鈥檇 won, and his hero rankings. You鈥檇 also gotten as much merch as possible over the years and still wore your worn-out, oversized Red Riot t-shirt to sleep in. When he retired a couple of years ago, you still scanned articles online trying to gather bits and pieces of information about the hero, but he wasn鈥檛 one to seek out the spotlight. You think that鈥檚 probably why he鈥檇 always been your favorite. He was a true hero. Serving the citizens and keeping them safe was his top priority. You didn鈥檛 want to admit it, but you kept up with him for one main reason鈥 You wanted to know if he was seeing anyone.
You remember being eaten up with jealousy when you鈥檇 see his arm around another woman going to galas and award ceremonies. Your sixteen-year-old brain knew that of course, he鈥檇 date women. He was a grown man and a pro hero. But your heart would ache, wanting to be the one his soft eyes and pointy-toothed grin was fixed on.
Now those same eyes were fixed on you, his mouth moving and forming words, but you were too star-struck to hear what he was saying. When you snapped out of your daze and remembered you were supposed to be taking his order, you were mortified.
鈥淚-I鈥檓 so sorry sir! Could you please repeat that?鈥
鈥淪ure thing!鈥 his bright smile was hypnotizing, 鈥淛ust a venti-sized flat white. Have you had your coffee yet? Ya looked a little far away there for a second, kid.鈥
Your heart leaped at the little nickname. 鈥淵eah, sorry about that! I guess I should get a couple of shots of espresso in me before I try to be productive.鈥 You chuckle nervously as you scribble his order on the cup and turn to make his drink.
鈥淥h, uhh鈥︹ he peeks around the counter to get your attention, 鈥淒o you need my name? For the order?鈥
You freeze realizing you forgot basic, barista 101 etiquette鈥
鈥淎ctually,鈥 you face him, a sheepish grin on your face, avoiding eye contact, 鈥淚 know your name. You鈥 umm, were my favorite hero,鈥 you blush, and your eyes widen in embarrassment, 鈥測ou know when I was a kid...鈥
You turn back to your work, kicking yourself for being so awkward.聽
鈥淩eally? I think you鈥檙e the first person to recognize me since ya know,鈥 he circled his head with his pointer finger, 鈥淚 stopped dying my hair..鈥
You turned your head to peer up at him through your dark lashes, a light dusting of blush still on your cheeks, 鈥淲ell, I like it. It looks good on you.鈥
The retired pro鈥檚 heart was bursting at how damned cute you were. Was this pretty, young girl鈥 embarrassed? Over him?! He watched your tiny hands move as they worked on his drink order, wondering how small they鈥檇 feel grasped in his massive ones. Your soft hair caught in the sunlight making you look like a literal angel and he sighed. You reached up to grab a canister from the top shelf and a sliver of soft skin between your t-shirt and jeans peeked through. His gaze became far away and he damn near drooled at the sight. Just how long had it been since he鈥檇 touched another woman? Kirishima wasn鈥檛 one for casual flings. He always got too invested in whoever he was seeing. So when he and his long-time girlfriend broke things off a couple of years ago, he wasn鈥檛 rushing back into the dating scene.
However, things were a little more鈥 complicated than just not finding the right girl to commit to. He was getting older and it was starting to show. Over the past few years, he鈥檇 lost his confidence. He鈥檚 bulkier around the middle no matter what workouts or diets he tries. Overuse of his quirk has caused stretchmarks and scars all over his skin. He was starting to get crow鈥檚 feet and he was overall just TOO big and TOO hairy. He felt like some sort of gorilla walking around in human clothing. Kirishima isn鈥檛 stupid or trying to fool himself. A young, gorgeous thing like you wasn鈥檛 looking for anything from an old, washed-up man like him. But, fuck鈥 It was nearly impossible for him to move his gaze away from your ass鈥 Oh, the things he鈥檇 do to you if he were a few years younger...
You turned to look over your shoulder and notice his gaze鈥 and it鈥檚 apparent that he鈥檚 checking you out. He looks like a man starved, eyes glued to your ass.
鈥淲ell, well, well鈥 maybe he wasn鈥檛 so annoyed with my fangirling after all.鈥
When he realized you鈥檇 gone still, his eyes met yours and he quickly averted his gaze. His cheeks turned as red as his hair used to be. You busied yourself with the milk steamer to hide your big, goofy grin. With a new burst of confidence, you decide to take a chance and when you go to write his name on his to-go cup, you write
聽鈥淏ig Red <3鈥澛
You pause, bite your lip, and think to yourself, 鈥渨hy the hell not?鈥 as you scribble your number underneath the nickname. You turn to give him his drink and your nerves almost make you retreat and make a whole new drink. Then he meets your gaze and your world stops spinning. His vermillion eyes crinkle at the edges as his scared lips turn upwards into a syrupy sweet smile.
When Kirishima takes his drink from you, your fingers brush his for the briefest second and he can tell they鈥檙e trembling. 鈥淥h no, I hope I haven鈥檛 made her nervous or uncomfortable.鈥 He wanted to go crawl in a hole鈥 That was until he saw what you鈥檇 written on his cup.
He stammers, looking from the cup to your face like he鈥檚 checking to see if you鈥檙e pulling a prank on him or not. Before he can say anything, you bite your lip and look up at him.聽
鈥淚鈥檓 off work this Sunday. Just鈥 if you鈥檇 like to hang out or something.鈥 your gaze shifts and you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.聽
After a moment or two, his face lights up in a huge grin. 鈥淵-yeah, great!鈥 he turns and walks a few steps, then turns around and motions at the cup, 鈥淪o鈥 I should just, ahh鈥 text you?鈥
You giggle and it鈥檚 the sweetest sound he鈥檚 heard in a long time, 鈥淭hat would be nice, yeah.鈥
鈥淥kay, great!... Talk later then!鈥 He waves and leaves the coffee shop, feeling light as a feather and ten years younger.
Sunday rolls around and you spend the morning making sure the place is cleaner than it鈥檚 been in weeks. Your place was small but cozy. For a fleeting moment, you鈥檙e a little insecure about how modest your apartment is. You don鈥檛 know exactly how wealthy pros are when they retire, but you know he鈥檚 more familiar with much nicer places than yours. You decide he probably knew just what to expect on a barista鈥檚 salary and tried to put it out of your mind. You checked on the cookies baking in the oven. When you found out through your text conversations that he loved chocolate chip cookies with the large chunks of dark chocolate baked in, you went out and bought everything to make them the same day. You kept watching over them like a hawk to avoid burning them. They still looked pretty gooey, so you decided it would be safe to get changed into something a little nicer. Just as you were about to turn the corner into your bedroom, your doorbell rang.
鈥淪hit!鈥 you looked at your phone and sure enough, you let time get away from you. He was here and you were still in your cropped leggings and t-shirt, sporting a messy bun and dirty apron. You groaned as you realized you couldn鈥檛 leave him on your doorstep while you changed. Defeated, you hurried to the door.
You opened the door, hoping that you at least didn鈥檛 have flour in your hair, and looked up into the much larger man鈥檚 eyes. The realization that THE Red Riot was standing this close to you made your stomach flutter and a goofy grin slide across your face. While you stood there star-struck, he broke the silence.
鈥淲ow, it smells amazing in here!鈥
鈥淥h!鈥 you jumped a little then promptly ran over to your oven, 鈥淪orry! Please come on in!鈥 you said over your shoulder as you were pulling your oven mitts on.聽
Kirishima walked into your cozy apartment and instantly felt at ease. He couldn鈥檛 pinpoint just what it was, but something about your place felt more like home than any place he鈥檇 ever lived before. As he finished scanning your apartment, his eyes landed on you taking the cookies out of the oven. The comfortable, domestic feel of the place coupled with your ass on full display as you bent down to remove the cookies from the oven had his jeans tightening. You stood up and he averted his gaze before you turned around, not wanting to get caught checking your ass out for a second time.
鈥淔air warning, I鈥檓 not a talented baker by any means,鈥 you removed your oven mitts after placing the cookie sheets on the cooling rack and flashed a sly grin his way, 鈥淏ut when Red Riot tells you what his favorite cookies are鈥 Ya kinda gotta make them, right?鈥
Oh鈥 If you only knew how pent up this man was鈥 he debated bending you over right then and there and fucking you until you couldn鈥檛 walk. He really hit the jackpot with you鈥 a hot, younger woman with the perfect ass who bakes him cookies and for some reason thinks he hung the moon? Kirishima would have given you a ring right then and there if he didn鈥檛 think it would scare you off.
鈥淲ell,鈥 he radiated warmth as he looked between you and the cookies cooling on the rack, 鈥淚f you鈥檙e not the sweetest thing! I, ahh鈥 might have gotten you a little something too.鈥 he then held up a 6 pack of your favorite cider. 鈥淏ecause when Y/N, L/N tells you what her favorite cider is鈥 Ya kinda gotta get her some.鈥 he winked and you felt your knees buckle and your cheeks burn. You felt like you were in a fairytale.
Then you remembered that the princesses in fairytales definitely did not wear flour-riddled black leggings, old t-shirts, and dirty aprons.
鈥淥H! Umm, I need to go get cleaned up. I鈥檒l only be a minu-鈥 his massive hand wrapped around your wrist as you walked past him. It covered half of your forearm and a shudder ran through you. You wanted those giant hands to roam every inch of your body.
鈥淧lease don鈥檛,鈥 his eyes were half-lidded and his voice was low, 鈥...I think you look beautiful like this.鈥 his calloused thumb traced little circles on your skin not meeting your gaze. His deep voice was impossibly tender.
Now that you鈥檇 felt his skin on yours, you couldn鈥檛 contain your churning desires any longer. You wanted, needed, more. Rising up on your tiptoes, you curled your fist into Kirishima鈥檚 shirt collar and pulled his face toward yours.
You felt him tense up for a moment, then relax into the kiss. His massive hands found purchase on your hips, digging into the pliant flesh there. A needy whimper caught in his throat spurring you on to deepen the kiss.聽
It was like your bodies were working around each other in perfect harmony鈥 lips parting at a slow pace, like honey dripping from the edge of a spoon and tongues meeting in the middle to taste each other. You both savored the kiss for as long as you could, eyes lazily drifting open and shared breaths causing your hearts to dance out of your chests.聽
You saw him falter, his gaze dropping, and you feared that you overstepped.聽
鈥淜irishima I-鈥
鈥淓jiro,鈥 he stopped you with a hand against your cheek, 鈥淐all me Eijiro鈥︹ his thumb caressed your bottom lip slowly, back and forth. His touch held so much devotion in it.
鈥淓ijiro鈥︹ you sighed, looking up at him with pleading eyes, 鈥淚 need you鈥︹
The giant of a man before you swept you up into his arms and began walking down your hallway. You quickly wrapped your arms and legs around his hulking frame as if you were climbing a tree.聽
鈥淪econd door on the right,鈥 you were panting into his neck, leaving sloppy kisses all over it.聽
You blew a cool stream of air along his damp skin and felt him shudder. A giggle bubbled up from your chest at being able to weaken a retired pro-hero known for being a human shield against the worst villains Japan has ever known. Your little stunt resulted in a grunt and a firm, warning squeeze to your thigh.
鈥淪o that鈥檚 what we鈥檙e doing today, huh?鈥 he tosses you on the bed just hard enough to make you bounce up a little鈥 then he鈥檚 on you, placing light kisses all along your neck as he prods your sides looking for a ticklish spot. You can鈥檛 remember the last time you laughed this hard and the fact that it was your idol drawing it from you made you dizzy with joy.
鈥淢ercy! Mercy!鈥 you were breathless and your abdomen ached from the forceful laughs Ejiro was pulling from you. He blew a raspberry on your neck as a final tease then relented, sitting up to meet your gaze.
You were absolutely smitten. You caressed the lines around his eyes and the scar that split his lips as your eyes roamed across his features. Every crease, every scar鈥 you wanted to kiss them all. When his gaze faltered and he pulled away to sit beside you on the bed, the feeling you鈥檇 done something wrong resurfaced. You sat up beside him and placed your hand on his thigh.
鈥淓ijiro鈥︹ your voice was barely above a whisper, 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, I know I can come on a little strong sometimes, and I don鈥檛 want to make you uncomfortable. I just鈥︹ your eyes meet and his gaze is unreadable.
鈥淣o, no鈥︹ his ruby eyes drop to the floor, 鈥淚t鈥檚 just that,鈥 he chuckles nervously, 鈥淲ell, it鈥檚 been a while. I鈥檓 not very good with casual flings and the like. So I don鈥檛 really date much鈥︹
You rise to your feet and move to stand in front of him. Sitting in front of you on your bed, you鈥檙e only slightly below eye level with him. You place your tiny hands on his thick thighs and nudge them apart so you can slot your hips between them.
鈥淲hen I told you that you were my favorite hero,鈥 you reach for his wrist and remove the hair tie from it, 鈥淲hat that actually meant was that I鈥檇 watch the news every day just to make sure you were safe.鈥澛
Slender fingers move through his wild mane of silver-flecked hair untangling any knots, 鈥淚t meant that when that villain with the sludge quirk put you in the hospital for a couple of days, my mom let me stay home from school because I was so distraught,鈥 you pulled all of his untangled hair to the nape of his neck and began wrapping the hair tie around it.
鈥淚t meant that my silly sixteen-year-old heart would ache when I saw you hand in hand with a girl in a magazine going out on a date,鈥 you grinned at how silly you felt admitting that. Once his hair was secured in a low ponytail, your hands trailed along his broad shoulders.
鈥淣ow that I鈥檝e thoroughly embarrassed myself, I鈥檒l get to the point.鈥 your intense gaze held years of longing for the hero in front of you, 鈥淣othing about this is casual for me.鈥
Tears pricked the corners of Kirishima鈥檚 eyes. Had anyone ever showed him this much tender devotion? All the years he鈥檇 taken beating after beating, a glorified human shield, content with leaving most of the game to his friends. He was all rough edges and bulk. He was the one doing the protecting every time. Even in his romantic relationships, he was the one who would give, and give, and give鈥 never asking or expecting to be taken care of. Being handled with such care was utterly foreign to him and it stirred up a deep need he never knew was there.
鈥淓ji鈥︹ his glassy eyes met yours, 鈥淐an I take care of you?鈥 you sank to your knees, hands sliding up his thighs.
Your hands made quick work of his button and zipper. He shifted his hips upwards to help you ease his jeans down his thick thighs and you pulled his jeans and boxers down in one slow pull. Nothing would have prepared you for just how huge he was. Your eyes widened for a fraction of a second, wondering how you鈥檇 get that thing to fit inside your cunt, much less your mouth鈥 but it was something you were eager to find out.
Looking up at him from under your dark lashes, you made a show of lewdly licking your lips. You flattened your tongue and drug the wet muscle from his base right above his neatly trimmed patch of black hair, all the way to the swollen, red tip of his head. You felt the powerful muscles in his thighs clench as his head rolled back and a delicious moan escaped his open mouth. Making your hero come undone with one lick to his cock was intoxicating.聽
鈥淔uck, baby鈥︹ Kirishima fisted the sheets praying he wouldn鈥檛 come just from your teasing. He鈥檚 not sure his pride could handle it. It became a very real threat when he dared to look down at you kissing and licking all up and down his length. Once your mouth had gotten him wet enough, your soft hands joined your warm mouth in worshiping his cock. You met his gaze as you kissed his tip and licked up the pre that was escaping in pearlescent beads. When you had teased him to your contentment, you swallowed him down as deep as your throat would allow, wrapped your hand around his base, and moaned.
Kirishima had many blowjobs in his life. In fact, he鈥檇 had some that he would say were pretty amazing鈥 but in all his adult life, he鈥檇 never been so thoroughly and enthusiastically devoured like this. He threaded his fingers of one hand in your loose bun and fisted your bed sheets in his other to ground himself. After a minute or two, he felt his release creeping up much faster than he wanted.
He placed his hands on either side of your face causing you to stop bobbing your head and look up at him. He ran his thumb against your swollen bottom lip and you leaned into his tender touch. He bends forward and places a kiss on the top of your head.
鈥淟ay down on the bed,鈥 he whispers into your hair. Nerves starting to catch up to you, you shook slightly as you stood from your spot on the floor. Before you lay down, you remember to take your apron off then lay on your pillows, heart pounding awaiting further instruction.
Kirishima hovers over you reminding you yet again just how tiny you are compared to him. His warm hand covers your knee and slowly travels up your thigh, stopping right before he meets your throbbing core. He runs his hand back down your thigh to gently nudge your knees apart. Leaning on his forearms, he positions himself between your thighs and you gasp at the friction created where your bodies meet. While planting tender kisses on your neck, he whispers, 鈥淚 need you to promise that you鈥檒l tell me if I need to stop or if something doesn鈥檛 feel okay. Can you do that?鈥
鈥淵-yes鈥︹ you moan as he nibbles on your earlobe, teasing with his sharp teeth but not breaking your skin.
鈥淢mm,鈥 he places sweet kisses all along your jaw, your breath catching in your throat, 鈥淕ood girl.鈥
Receiving praise from him made your chest swell. You wanted nothing more than to please this man you were rapidly falling for. He sat up, legs folded under his body, and slowly slid his hands under the hem of your oversized t-shirt. You felt his hands still on your stomach and looked up from where you were laying on your pillows to see what had made him freeze.
He met your gaze with a devilish grin, 鈥淏aby girl鈥︹ his thumbs run small circles on your skin, 鈥淒id you wear this for me?鈥澛
When you realize what he鈥檚 talking about, you hide your face and groan into your hands. You completely forgot that you were still in your old Red Riot t-shirt that you usually slept in. 鈥淥h my god, this is so embarrassing!鈥 you mumbled behind your palms.
Kirishima chuckled and shushed you, 鈥淣o, no, no鈥 This is the sexiest thing you could have possibly worn.鈥 He pulls the hem of your t-shirt up to expose your tummy, burying his face in the soft skin there. Gentle kisses were placed all along the waistline of your leggings, every squishy part and every little stretchmark that decorated your skin like tiny spiderwebs were lovingly caressed with his plush lips. Having the part of your body you were the most self-conscious of worshiped like this felt more vulnerable than sex.
As the kisses traveled higher, they became sloppier and more desperate. You lifted your arms to allow him to remove your shirt, exposing your plain white cotton bra. The feel of his stubble against your skin as he moaned into your cleavage sent shivers down your body. Instead of paying attention to your neglected nipples, his warm mouth carved a path up the column of your throat, head thrown back to give him as much access as possible.
Kirishima whispered against the tender skin under your earlobe, 鈥淭his okay, baby?鈥 two large fingers dip into the front of your leggings. You nod enthusiastically, unable to form a coherent answer, 鈥淢mm鈥 I need words, sweet thing. You can do that for me, can鈥檛 you?鈥
鈥淵es鈥 it鈥檚 more than okay,鈥 your chests are touching as he works his hand down the front of your pants.
When Kirishima鈥檚 thick fingers slid between your drenched folds, you arched your back and grasped his forearm. Slowly, he spread your slick around, dancing past your clit with each stroke. His teasing was turning you into a whimpering mess underneath him.聽
He had all the time in the world and having you melt underneath his touch was the best way he could hope to spend it. After what felt like an eternity of him gently brushing against you, only slightly dipping into your needy hole and barely grazing your clit, you were openly panting and whining. A steady stream of praises flowed from his lips.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e such a pretty girl鈥 such a pretty little pussy.鈥
鈥淟ook at how wet you are for me. Like this, huh? My pretty girl likes my fingers teasing her?鈥
鈥淚 can鈥檛 wait to lick my fingers clean. You鈥檙e gonna taste so sweet.鈥
You were so worked up that tears began to form in your eyes, 鈥淓ji鈥 I-鈥
鈥淗mm? What is it, baby girl? Need something?鈥 His finger drags around your clit slowly, adding a fraction more pressure.聽
鈥淧lease, I need more Eji,鈥 your nails digging into his forearm were leaving little crescents in his thick skin.
鈥淪weet girl,鈥 he meets your mouth with a slow, wet kiss, 鈥測ou can have whatever you want.鈥
Without hesitation, he sits up and pulls your leggings down with your panties. A groan rattles his large chest when he sees a thread of your slick attached to the crotch. Once his face is buried in between your thighs, it鈥檚 a real possibility he might come just from eating you out.聽
All the teasing had brought him to the edge as well and he was out of patience. With a few hurried kisses to each thigh, he dove into your dripping cleft. His tongue plunged into your core as he nudged his nose into your puffy clit.聽
You cry out and convulse around his face. His arms wrap around your thighs, firmly but gently holding your legs open to give him full access to eat you as thoroughly as possible. When he moves to suck your clit, you know you won鈥檛 last much longer. As he nurses on your sensitive nub, you feel the familiar tightening in your lower body. He picks up on this and moans into your skin as he greedily sucks.聽
鈥淎hh鈥 Ahh, I鈥檓- I鈥檓 gonna鈥.鈥
鈥淥h that鈥檚 it,鈥 he encourages you by praising you and massaging your thighs in his massive hands, 鈥渓et me have it, baby girl. Come on, I鈥檝e got you, I鈥檝e got you.鈥
Your toes curl and back arches as you鈥檙e thrown over the edge. 鈥淥h FUCK!! Coming, coming鈥. ooooh god鈥 ahh D-daddy!鈥︹
鈥淒addy, is it? Goddamn鈥
Kirishima felt his dick twitch and his breath caught in his throat.
He wipes his face on the back of his hands and makes a show of licking his fingers clean as he leans over you, nose touching yours.
鈥淲hat was that baby?鈥 His voice was strained as he pressed his dick into the warm, damp skin of your thigh鈥
You bat your lashes and ghost your lips over his as you whisper, 鈥淒addy鈥 please let me ride you. I need you inside me.鈥 The nail in Kirishima鈥檚 coffin was when you licked his bottom lip then quickly followed with a chaste kiss.
You waste no time wrapping your thighs around his waist and twisting. He follows your lead and lays flat on his back letting you straddle him. You grab the hem of his shirt and similarly tease him, leaving a trail of kisses along his broad stomach. Kirishima flinches a little, self-conscious of his skin and how soft his middle had gotten over the years. You meet his eyes as you pull his shirt over his broad shoulders and run your hands back down his body.聽
鈥淢mm, you have no idea how long I鈥檝e wanted this,鈥 hands and eyes roamed over the expanse of skin in front of you, 鈥淚t鈥檚 even better than in my dreams.鈥
He wondered for the hundredth time how got this lucky. You really loved his body? Maybe鈥 maybe he wasn鈥檛 in as bad of shape as he thought鈥
鈥淣o,鈥 his hands rubbed your hips, kneading your soft skin, 鈥淵ou鈥檙e better than I鈥檇 ever hoped to find.鈥 He sits upon the headboard and pulls you closer into his lap, 鈥淣ow,鈥 he pulls your hair free of the messy bun, 鈥淐an you be a good girl and come on my cock?鈥
You lift your hips and place his tip at your entrance. That alone caused a delicious stretch and you knew it would be a slow process getting him to fit comfortably.
鈥淵es, Daddy,鈥 your hands wrapped around his neck and he growled as he pulled you into a rough kiss.
鈥淕ood fuckin girl.鈥澛
He helped lower you onto his cock with lots of kisses, praises, and gentle squeezes. When you got closer to his base, the pain was too much for a moment. Kirishima used his thumb to rub circles into your clit, shushing you sweetly against your parted mouth.聽
鈥淎re you okay, baby?鈥 He brushes your hair off your sweaty forehead with his free hand while his other is still working your clit over.
鈥淵es, Daddy,鈥 you whisper, 鈥淵ou fill me up so well. I love your massive cock filling me up.鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e gonna make me crazy, you know that? Huh?鈥 He pulls your lower lip into his mouth and sucks. You both sit for a while, exchanging kisses and whispers while you adjust to his girth.
鈥淎re you ready to move now, sweet girl?鈥澛
鈥淵es, Daddy鈥︹ he helps you move, dragging your hips up and down his shaft.
After a few deep thrusts, you both increase your pace, matching each other鈥檚 movements. It鈥檚 not long before your head is thrown back, tears escaping the corners of your eyes. Loud moans and curses escape your mouth as one nipple is pulled into Kirishima鈥檚 mouth.
鈥淥h, Daddy! Fuck, fuck! Right there, right there鈥 I鈥 I鈥檓鈥 AHH!鈥 Before you can even say anything, you鈥檝e come undone, spasming around his cock.聽
鈥淥h, good girl, good fuckin girl,鈥 you go limp and bury your face into his neck while he slams your hips onto his, chasing his release. The feeling of him using your body to get off makes you dizzy with joy. You lean into his ear whispering, 鈥淧lease come inside me. Wanna feel you come inside me, Daddy鈥 please, need your come inside me, Daddy.鈥澛
Your slurred pleas against his ear send him over the edge into a mind-numbing orgasm. As he comes down from his high and looks into your face full of adoration, he knows he鈥檚 caught鈥 hook, line, and sinker.聽
The rest of the evening is spent eating cookies on your couch, drinking cider, and watching your favorite crime drama. The sweet kisses and touches sprinkled throughout the night feel so natural鈥 Like you鈥檝e been together for years instead of hours.聽
You end up with Kirishima鈥檚 head in your lap, running your fingers through his hair as he closes his eyes and relaxes into your touch. The clock on your wall reads 12:30 am and it dawns on you what day it officially is.
鈥淗mm?鈥 He opens one eye and reaches up to scratch your scalp.聽
鈥淲ill you be my valentine?鈥 You bite your bottom lip to stifle a silly grin.
He sits up and pulls you into a bear hug.聽
鈥淲hat kinda silly question is that? Of course. I don鈥檛 ever want another valentine besides you.鈥
Your heart explodes and you kiss him, grabbing his cheeks in both hands.聽
鈥淪ixteen-year-old me is absolutely losing her shit right now,鈥 you giggle, rubbing his nose with yours.
鈥淲ell,鈥 he grabs your ass and raises an eyebrow, 鈥淔orty-two-year-old me is losing his shit right now over finding such a sweet girl with such a sweet ass on her,鈥 he nips at your neck and you squeal.
鈥淥oh, you ready for another round, old man?鈥
He growls and throws you over his shoulder. A swift spank to your ass causes you to burst into a fit of laughter.聽
鈥淥h, so I鈥檓 dealing with a brat now? You want me to show you what this old man does to little brats?鈥 He squeezes your thighs as he makes his way to the bedroom.聽
鈥淏ut I鈥檓 your good girl! Remember?!鈥
鈥淵eah, yeah鈥 We鈥檒l see about that.鈥
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