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𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑫 | 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. your child hood best friend has always been able to control and hide his sexual thoughts towards you. until, the day you catch him completely red handed in his bedroom.

semi sub!matt x fem reader, thigh riding, blow job, praising, begging

— 3.4k words ( guess who's back, back again )

you were finally feeling a sense of relief when you and your best friend, matt made amends after a heated argument. that’s how your friendship with him always was, constant bickering like an old married couple.

you and matt have been glued to the hip since middle school. for years on years, people immediately assumed your friendship was anything but platonic.

those were just rumors.

at least that's how you viewed it.

matt on the other hand found it impossible to not see you more than a friend. he wanted you, all of you. in fact, matt never considered him a sexual person, yet you lit this fire of passion and intoxication in him everytime he saw you. or even when the thought of you pops up in his innocent little brain.

he was hungry for you. but over his fucking dead body would he ever let you find out.

"i'm so happy we’re done fighting." you exclaim, "i actually hate fighting with you, it makes me sick to my stomach.” matt laughs at your words after you begin to rub your stomach in circles, your hands lifting up your tanktop making your skin become exposed to matt.

he couldn’t help but let his eyes wander, looking at the motions your hands were doing.. then straight up to your chest.

he notices rather quickly how you weren't wearing a bra, the white fabric almost a little too see through for him because his imagination was starting to connect all the dots on how perfect your tits looked beneath your clothing.

he tries his very best not to bite his lip, shifting his gaze off your chest back to your face. of course, you weren't even paying attention to any of this. you were just innocently trying to make your best friend laugh with silly gestures.

"i hate fighting with you too." he mutters under his breath, you quickly look up at him, now pulling your tanktop down to cover your stomach as your eyebrows knit together.

"why’d you say it like that?" you question. matt starts to fidget in place, he tries his very best not to get hard by the thought of him ripping your tanktop off, and sucking your nipples while he looks up at you for validation.

"h-how did i say it?" he asks.

"in a rude way, like you're still mad at me or something.." you reply as cross your arms together.

oh, he was far from mad at you. if anything, he was mad at himself. trying so very hard to not make it obvious that his cock was throbbing from the sight of you standing right in front of him. he repostions the way he is standing, trying to cover the boner that was arising under his grey sweatpants.

"trust me, i'm not mad at you." he mumbles. you clap your hands together, as you somewhat felt like he proved your point.

"there you are again! more mattitude."

"my god y/n, i told you i'm not fucking mad at you." matt finally snaps. you look at him with your lips parted, and shocked. he regrets the tone of his words, knowing he truly didn't mean for it to come out like that. but he was sexually frustrated and it was already hard enough to hide it from you.

"shit, i uh.. i'm sorry i didn't mean to yell. i am just.. tired." he makes up an excuse as his hands detangle his brown curls, "i think i need to lay down, i don't feel so good. you good to just put a show on or something in the living room?"

matt didn't want to make things worse and tell you to go home. besides, he genuinely wanted you to stay, but he was getting too horny and he needed to fix it. obviously, with no help and in his bedroom locked far away.

"aw, okay. well i'll go put some netflix on and then we will go out to eat or something maybe.” you say. he nods in response before you walk into the living room. you plop on the couch as he walked the other way to his bedroom.

he must've been thinking too much about how he needed to get rid of his hard on, because he completely forgets to twist his door knob, and lock it.

he goes onto his bed, laying on his back as he slowly takes off his sweatpants. shortly after, he pulls his boxers down his legs and hisses at how hard he has gotten.

his dick was too sensitive as the band of his boxers slid over the top of his tip. "shit.." he whispers out. he has never seen his cock this hard before, and he knew it was all because of you.

soon enough, he grabs the lotion from his night stand and quickly pumps it in the palm of his hands. he wraps his right hand and places it on his throbbing cock. he tries his best to be quiet, even though you were all the way at the other side of his house.. he was paranoid you could hear him.

his brain suddenly flashes thoughts of you naked. lying down on his bed, on the couch, in the shower, on the kitchen counter. he kept imagining you in all the places he wanted to fuck you endlessly. he starts to imagine you touching yourself in front him, teasing him.

"f-fuck, my god y/n." he moans out, his eyes close as he keeps stroking his cock in smooth motions. he was imagining it was your hand going up and down, jerking him off instead of his. he felt so close to cumming after the fact he tricked his brain into thinking you were the one pleasuring him.

you on the other hand become bored, finding nothing good to watch and beginning to mentally pull your hair with nothing to do. you thought to yourself, maybe you should just go home.. and see matt again tomorrow when he feels better.

you get up from matt's couch, walking towards his bedroom with your head face down scrolling through your phone.

you knock once, before actually opening his door. "matt i think I'm gonna go ho-" your sentence gets interrupted as you shut off your phone. your view of matt jerking himself off and he quickly freezes in his place.

his face turning red like a tomato with the immense embarrassment he was feeling. he tries to cover his exposed lower half with his blanket, but it was too late. you saw everything.

"oh my god. i'm sorry." you say, turning your face to the wall.

"fuck, uhm i thought i locked my door."

you didn't want to admit it but that quick second you saw him stroking himself looking like he was in heaven was getting you horny. you felt your insides start to turn and it traveled through your whole body just from seeing him in this state, shirtless and sweaty.

your best friend has never looked this good.

"is this what you needed to do so badly? jerk off?" you ask. he felt his face become even more hot from your questions.

"i was so hard.. i’m sorry. i couldn't get it down and i couldn't tell you." he mumbles.

"what porn were you watching?' you ask, walking towards the edge of his bed.

matt’s eyes widen, wondering why you were still asking him questions that a person wouldn’t ask their guy friend.

"i wasn't watching porn. i, uh was just thinking things."

"what things?" you whisper. you sit on the front of his bed, your spine turned so your body is facing his way.

"it was nothing, just using my imagination." he couldn't even have the strength to maintain eye contact with you. you're staring right at him and he knows it, yet he still won't look to you.

"tell me.. now i'm curious." you pur. matt couldn't comprehend what was happening right now. he figured you would have ran out of his room with pure disgust plastered on your face. yet, here you were.. sitting on his bed.

"are you sure..?" he gathers the strength to ask you, and you reply with a 'mhm'.

silence becomes shared between you two until he finally speaks up. "well.. i was thinking about you." he mutters. “your hands jerking me off.. and making me cum so quick."

“yeah? go on..” you say, fidgeting in place.

he continues, "then it would be my turn to please you, which is my favorite part. picturing my hand make its way down your thighs, and pressing my fingers against your thong to feel how wet you got for me."

you didn't notice that your legs had a mind of its own and started to clench. you could feel his honest words make you wetter than ever. it was so hot how he was describing this to you.

"then slide your thong to the side, finally rubbing your pussy before i put two fingers in you, adding a third-"

he was starting to get a little to into it, and you stopped him. "thats enough matt.” he looks at you with wide eyes, as if he fucked up things even more.

"fuck. i'm sorry.. i got too carried away." he says. you begin to climb your way up his bed now in front of his legs. he gulps as he watches you.

"no.. i cant hear you talk about this because you’re making me feel things. making me horny..” you practically whisper. was he dreaming? there was no way this was reality he thought to himself.

"w-what did you just say?" he struggles to ask.

"you heard me." you reply, before lifting his blanket off of him and revealing his still harden cock out in the open for you. you bit down on your lip, looking at how big he was now up close. his tip with a little bit of cum from when he was jerking himself prior.

you want to tease him, as if he wasn't already being teased enough. but you enjoy getting a rise out of him. you lightly rub your hands on both sides of his thighs and he lets out a quiet moan. the fact you were touching everything on his body but his cock was driving him off the edge.

you lean your head down, kissing his thighs while your eyes stare up at him watching his facial expressions become so desperate for you.

"i can't believe you were touching yourself to the thought of me.." you whisper out. he tucks his lip in between his teeth and he still can't take his gaze off you.

"it's that tank top of yours. i-it drives me crazy." he says. you look down at your tank top, your nipples hard and poking through. it didn't make things better for matt that you had gotten them pierced months ago.

you take your hands off his thighs, now tugging at your tanktop. "oh.. you want it off?" you tease. he nods his head at you profusely, moving in his place as he gets even more sexually frustrated. matt has imagined your tits so many times. bouncing, laying down, squeezing them, sucking them, having his face suffocated between them.

"yes." he whimpers.

"i can't hear you." you say.

"baby yes. i said yes fuck." he says louder.

you grin at him, slowly playing with the traps of your tanktop before you take it off fully down to your waist, making your chest completely exposed. he tries to keep his mouth shut but he just can’t.

he was almost drooling at the sight of your tits right in front of his face. he tries everything in his power to contain himself and not put them straight into his mouth like he has been dreaming about for so long.

"you’re not going to touch me?" you say. your words of consent were enough for matt to quickly pull you onto his lap and push his face into your chest, licking your nipples and sucking on your skin to create numerous hickies.

"i've been wanting to do this for so fucking long." he moans out in between sucking both of your tits. you lean your head back, his tongue swirling around making you gasp from pleasure.

you push his face into your chest, matt instinctively wraps his arms around your waist and presses himself further into your breasts. his tongue darts out to lick at your skin teasingly while his hands move upwards along your sides, tracing the curves of your body with gentle touches.

“matt, keep going..” you breath out.

“i, i need more of you.” he almost pleas against your chest. you grab onto matt’s curls as your eyes roll to the back of your head for a quick second from the sensation of matt’s mouth. you catch a glimpse of matt, looking so desperate for you.

“more of me?” you teasingly ask. he nods his head obediently, burying his face between your chest even more than before.

“ride my thigh. please.” he begs. you get up from his lap, giving him the view of you slowly taking off your bottoms. as you stand up in front of him, matt watches with eager anticipation. you position yourself perfectly on his thigh as his hand reaches up to grip your hips tightly. you quickly begin to move back and fourth.

his eyes remain locked on yours. the idea of you in control wraps around his head, turning him on more than he ever thought possible.

matt gasps softly when he feels you straddling his leg, your body pressing against his own. the sensation sends shivers down his spine and causes his arousal to grow even larger.

"i’m yours completely, sweetheart.” he whispers, “do whatever you want with me. i’m here for your pleasure." his hands reaches up to stroke your thighs gently, savoring the feeling of your soft skin against his fingers as his heart races with excitement.

you grow more and more eager for matt, grinding your hips more against his skin. "oh, baby." he pants, "your pussy feels so good against my thigh. don't stop, please."

his hands squeeze tighter on your hips, guiding your movements and encouraging you to keep going. each time sending waves of pleasure through his body, making him become addicted to you.

matt lets out a low groan when he feels you grind even harder against his thigh, and your movements becoming more erratic.

his hands slide down to your lower waist, squeezing firmly as he pulls you closer towards his chest. he can feel himself getting closer to climaxing from just this simple act alone.

matt's breath hitches in his throat when you start to slow your hips down just to tease him. "baby," he moans, “i can't take it anymore. please let me fuck you." he lowers his hands down further on your body, gripping your ass.

“why don’t i do something else instead?” you hint that you want to pleasure him with your mouth as you take your hand and stroke him through his boxers.

matt’s eyes widen at your suggestion, and he gulps when he thinks about your mouth on his cock. the idea is both terrifying and exhilarating, pushing him further into submission.

his hands slide down from your ass to the band of his plaid boxers, pulling them down to stroke himself. "yes, please.” he stammers, “please suck my cock. i want to give you anything you want.”

he strokes himself slowly as he waits for you to take control once again.

matt watches intently as you slowly get down on your knees before him, his gaze never leaving you. he swallows hard, anticipation building within him as you move closer.

"do you know how badly i’ve been wanting your lips around my cock?" confidence suddenly flows through him. you look up at him with a grin, but don’t reply.

his hands reach for your hair, holding it in a ponytail position, ready to guide you if needed but otherwise wanting to simply just observe and appreciate the sight of you on your knees for him.

matt’s entire body tenses up when he feels your tongue flick across his sensitive tip. a loud gasp escapes his lips, and he can't help but to buck his hips forward slightly into your mouth.

"oh god." he moans, “that felt so good. keep going, please."

he tightens the hold he has on your hair, urging you to continue. he knows you’re in control, and all he wants to do is submit to your will.

after slight teasing with your tongue, you finally take his entire length in your mouth, making matt let out a moan of pure ecstasy. you feel his cock twitch inside your mouth, knowing that he can barely contain himself already.

“fuck" he moans, "your mouth feels so fucking good. please please make me cum on your tongue." he slides his other hand down your cheek to hold onto your face.

matt lets his head fall back when you begin to bob your mouth up and down on his cock, taking him deep into your throat with each downward motion. his fingers dig into the strands of your hair, holding you close as he loses himself in the sensation.

"that's it, keep sucking me off like that.“ he almost cries out.

feeling you continue to suck his cock, matt can't help but thrust his hips forward, pushing deeper into your mouth. he groans loudly as you take him in, the sensation of your warm mouth wrapped around his cock driving him wild.

"baby please, i’m gonna cum. let me cum in your mouth.” he says under his breath.

you hum in response, letting him know you want it all.

with one final thrust, matt spills himself into your mouth. his cock twitches inside you as wave after wave of adrenaline courses through him, while his eyes roll to the back of his head.

as you decide to swallow his cum, matt's entire body shudders with pleasure as he feels the tightness of your mouth around his sensitive cock, even after he finishes cumming.

you hear himself attempt to catch his breath "that was better than i imagined it would be" he whispers. his hands stroke through your hair gently, appreciating the trust you'd shown in allowing him to release inside you.

you put your hands on each of his thighs to help yourself get up from the floor and sit closely to him. he follows your every move, looking at you with lost puppy dog eyes.

"but you know.. the thing i've wanted to do the most is kiss you.." he mutters.

you reach your hand out to caress his cheek, his skin feels flushed and hot from how worked up you got him from before. his eyes flutter for a second then fully close when you begin to rub your thumb back and fourth against his soft skin.

"why don't you kiss me then, huh?" you whisper to him with a smile.

with a soft sigh, matt leans forward, pressing his lips against yours in a tender kiss. his hands go straight to your cheek gently as his tongue explores your mouth.

smiling against your lips, matt deepens the kiss and his tongue sliding further in your mouth. one hand moves down to to rest on your hip.

matt starts getting lost in the moment, feeling the addiction of your lips on his. and he can feel his body melt against yours.

he pulls away slightly, only to trail kisses down your neck and suck on your skin lightly. you let out a soft giggle, while he continues to pepper kisses to your skin and his hair brushing against your chin.

"okay, okay.." you smile, "shouldn’t we go get something to eat now?" you drag your words to him. he brings his head up to look at you, and he can't help but smile back at you. especially with you acting like you didn’t just do acts of unholy sins together.

"fine.. but i'm taking you back to my place after." he says as he grabs you, pulling you on top of him quickly making you both lay down on his bed. both of you sharing laughs when you let out a little squeal from his sudden actions.

"deal." you smile.

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. june 2nd, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

thank u sooo much for 1.7k ahhh

this has been in my drafts for a little and i finally pushed myself to finish it. see you again in a month when i randomly post again !

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jaxyy219 · 2 days

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Hi! Could I make a request? Monoma x Male reader smut.

Where Monoma is jealous seeing that her boyfriend spends more time with class 1-A? The rest I would like to leave to your imagination!

I am so sorry if my request is not understandable, English is not my main language. If you don't find this request comfortable, you can ignore it if you like! Thank you!

Sure thing dude ^^

Also, we don't judge English here. It's not my main language either /srs( ￣▽￣).

I've been noticing a pattern where I only have written for blonde guys rn.. (excluding Alastor)

<🏵Type- Smut {🔞}

<🏵 NSFW -16 dni

<🏵reader- Male!reader.

<🏵character(s)- Monoma Neito.

<🏵warnings/TW- degration, NSFW content, suggested humiliation?

<🏵proofread?- ❌️ (I was too tired..)

Fem aligned dni

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ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃 ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ `✦

Monoma clenched his fists in anger as he stared at his boyfriend, who was happily talking to some morons from class 1-A.

He was grumbling and cursing under his breath as he complained about it to Kendo, who just ate her lunch trying to ignore the blondes childish antics.

"I will not tolerate him talking to those freaks..." he said to the red-head who wanted to leave this idiot alone but couldn't since she cared too much about him.

『⋇⊶⊰time skip⊱⊷⋇』

And here you laid you're ass being rammed up by Neito's dick as you couldn't make any noises since he gagged you with a piece of cloth.

You're body was littered with freshly made hickeys and other marks that made everyone know you were 'claimed' by someone.

You were laying on the carpet a pillow under you're bottom so Neito had better access to you're ass. Also...You were laying infront of a mirror.

Neito smirked as he sped up, muffled moans coming out of you're mouth as his dick hit you're prostate.

He was squeezing and rubbing you're balls as he also had put a cock ring around you're dick not letting you have you're release.

He groaned as you tightened around his cock making him almost cum.

He groaned and put both his hands on you're hips as he came inside you.

Muffled whines and moans escaped you're mouth as he started stroking you're cock with one hand, the other hand on you're hip.

He pushed his cock in deeper his balls slapping against you're ass as he sped up even more making you feel overstimulated.

He loosened his grip on you're hips when he was done cumming.

He came down from his high.

He pulled out and looked as his white seed dripped out of you're ass.

He smirked and sat you down on his lap looking at you.

He grabbed his phone and started making pictures of you're lewd expression.

He smirked and let go of you making you fall weakily onto his chest.

He removed the cock ring and smirked as you came instantly you're white seed squirting onto his stomach and you're thighs in long ropes.

He stroked you're thighs as he whispered.

"Such a little slut.." he said as he stroked some of the hickeys on you're thighs muffled whimpers coming out of you're mouth.

He put you down onto his bed and looked at the pictures he took.

"Look at how much of a whore you look here.." he said as he scrolled through the pictures.

He noticed you fell asleep and decided you didn't deserve cuddles since you were such a whore, oh, and the fact you talked to Class-1a still bothered him.

He slept on the couch in his room that night.

『⋇⊶⊰time skip⊱⊷⋇』

The next morning he woke up noticing you were gone, probably back to you're dorm room.

He put on some clothes and walked out the door.

He went to the common room with the elevator.

He then saw Vlad king and principal Nezu standing there...With the entire class around them.

He walked to the group wanting to know what was going on.

Nezu started talking about how they think there might be a spy at UA and said that he and Vlad king were gonna check everyone's phone for evidence.

"And we'll start with photos and videos" Nezu said.

"First of, Monoma.." Vlad king said as he signed Monoma over to give him his phone.

Let's just say....

You and Monoma had a nice time explaining stuff to the both of them.

I always love new requests, so absolutely send them in when you get an idea!!🌻

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jaxyy219 · 2 days

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here 2 cleanse ur dash with smth more wholesome (holesome? it’s up to you).

so i was thinkin abt that villain deku art this morning and. just a thought. um. it gave me denki flashbacks. so.

puppy hybrid/wolf hybrid izu who has to wear a muzzle when he goes into ruts. :( he’s so sad about it because he’s so good!! all the time!! he’s the bestest puppy ever!! but then he made one too many mistakes :( and had to be issued a mandated muzzle for the foreseeable future :( until he finds a partner or something idk.

but those stupid muzzles make him feel so dizzy and claustrophobic with need :(( he’s a good boy and he wears them and stays home, but he’s lonely. :( and he thinks about that pretty girl he really likes at the agency because that’s the only thing on his mind. :( but he’d never want to hurt you so he avoids you like crazy when he’s getting close to his rut.

but that’s just an idea. 😔

we aren’t going to talk about how long i’ve held on to this, but just know that when i am down i go back to read it. i think it’s time to share my thoughts.

cw: hybrids, ruts, muzzles, aggression, suggestive, slight breeding kink mention, talk of biting and scars, slight dom! reader, reader is a hybrid too but it’s not entirely specified.

puppy hybrid! izuku always has and always will make the most sense to me. he’s such a good boy , loyal, playful…protective.

but he’s still a pro-hero, and he’s so big and bulky. he forgets his own strength sometimes, especially paired with his natural, canine instincts. and even so, it came as a shock to him when he became one of the small population of hybrids to be under muzzle law during his ruts. not him! he was so good, all the time. he was friendly. he was patient. it set him back just a few paces mentally.

nobody else was shocked.

izuku was a beast, even more so when he was in the mindset of deku. it was easy to notice his shifts in moods the moment that his rut was creeping up on him. it was the way he was always on edge, the way he was more snarls than boyish grins. the slightest of noises had him balling his hands into fists, flowery smells had him licking away drool from the corner of his mouth.

and you. he knew from the very moment you two met, it was a wonderful idea that he was required to muzzle. he could barely control himself around you when his head was clear. you smelled of honey-coated pomegranates and warm linen. you talked so sugary and grinned so widely. Ripped up fishnets and jeans he envied only because it wasn’t his claws that tore into them. dark lipstick he wanted to be stained with.

he was a mess, and the closer he got to his least favorite season, the more he tried to avoid you. you were practically impossible to avoid to his dismay. always rounding corners and bumping into him like a klutz, spilling your paperwork over the side of your desk so he was doomed to watch you drop to your knees and scoop them up. he’d watch you from his own desk guiltily, cock heavy against his thigh, throbbing and twitching in time with his racing heart.

he wanted nothing more than to fold you in half and make home inside of you. it wasn’t like he couldn’t smell you. he could smell the nerves pulling at the hairs on the nape of your neck, could smell the arousal pooling between your thighs whenever he stood too close or brushed against you. he wasn’t dumb, but he knew better. one wrong move could render him feral and he had already came too many times to the idea of leaving nasty scars on you with his teeth. came too many times to the imagery of ruining your womb with his puppies, breeding you full, watching you waddle around smelling like him.

it was so bad you knocked his rut on earlier than usual, had him unknowingly stomping around the office and snapping at people that looked at him the wrong way. worst of all, you had placed a small hand on his arm to ask if he were okay only for him to growl at you. he hated it, but enjoyed that fleeting look of fear in your eyes, hated it because you didn’t move your hand as soon as he showed protest. so, without a clear head, he snatched your wrist hard enough to bruise. he didn’t mean to, it was evident he didn’t, but he couldn’t stop the reflex.

he started his leave early, clicked that stupid muzzle into place, and locked himself in his apartment. he felt horrible for lashing out at you, paced around his home muttering out all the possible ways he could make amends. that didn’t stop him from grinding against any surface that could grant him friction, from fucking into almost every tight silicone hole he owned— all with the thought of you at the forefront of his mind. it was perverted, pathetic too, but his body had a mind of its own.

he didn’t expect for you to show up at his door though, with take out and a stack of rented movies at that. it was a relief to see you, anyone really, since he normally spent this time utterly alone. the feeling was bittersweet. for one, he didn’t want you to see him in his muzzle, locked up like a misbehaving mutt. two, he didn’t want to lash out at you or hurt you, and fuck you smelled like heaven with all the extra exposed skin from being out of uniform. three, he was just humping the arm of his couch moments prior to your fist against his door, so his cock was bone hard in his grey sweats, fabric dark and damp with pre.

“you shouldn’t be here..,” he grumbled, ears tinging pink, claws digging into the doorframe. he watched your eyes flicker towards the noise of the wood splintering under his fingers. he could practically hear your throat as you swallowed, his own emerald eyes were glaring at the way your neck bobbed.

“do you want me to leave,” you muse, a playful lilt to your tone. it was a knowing one, one that proved you were a lot less oblivious than you had led on. there was a twinkle of mischief in your eyes, an excitable flick to your ears and swish to your tail. of course izuku didn’t want you to leave, he was already using all of his lucidness to keep from pouncing on you. so he did one better, he changed the subject with a question of his own.

“why are you here?”

“a lil’ birdie told me you have very vicious ruts, and it’s never good to spend that time alone,” you hum, stepping half a step closer, “annnd i know you’re a sucker for katsudon.”

a scowl spread his features, but you couldn’t help but smile at him anyway. he had a bright idea who the little ‘birdie’ might have been, and all he could see was wild pink curls. he side stepped, raising an index finger just as you were about to bounce into the confines of his home.

“if you come in here, i can’t promise i’ll…-,” he grasped for an appropriate word but you beat him to it.

“behave?”

he felt the air being punched from him, enough to make a nervous laugh leave his chest. his hand came up to scratch at the back of his neck just as you stepped past him. “yeah, I guess.”

“that’s what the muzzle is for, yeah? keep you from goin’ all Cujo on me?”

you strolled through the living room, shamelessly breathing in his scent and musk. the place stunk of him, and he was aware of that, but it did a lot more for you than it would for him. but even through his prominence in the space, your sweetness was clouding the air as you journeyed to his kitchen to place the food on the counter.

“i don’t go…Cujo.”

“Oh yeah? you seemed pretty rabid when you snatched my wrist the other day. definitely not the izu’ i know.”

even though your words were soft and lighthearted, he still felt a pang of guilt hit him like a truck. he risked closing the gap between the two of you, ignored the way that his gums itched to bite you.

“i was going to apologize the moment i saw you next. i should have never done that— should have never touched you.” he was about to go down a spiral of babbled apologies, about to drop to his knees and beg for forgiveness when you simply held up your wrist.

he whined, a pout forming the moment he saw the small budded bruise on the side of your wrist. he didn’t enjoy the idea of your being hurt…but he selfishly wished he could mark you up even more.

“don’t apologize to me, apologize to my wrist.” he wasn’t even aware of the smug look painting your face, he was too hyper focused on repenting.

his hands were trembling, shaking as he took ahold of your forearm, raising it. his eyes were so sincere, hazy and clouded, but sincere nonetheless.

“i’m so sorry.”

“yeah? you won’t do it again?”

he shook his head quickly, “no— never, i-“

“kiss it better. go on,” you said softly, breath labored as he dipped down almost immediately.

it was the thud of his muzzle against your arm that seemed to wake him up again. his pursed lips dropped slightly, his eyes flickering back up to yours as realization hit.

“see, you really are a good boy.”

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I've been going bonkers over Megumi x DILF!Reader because I know that boy has some serious daddy issues, having the reader being completely oblivious and doing things that definitely get the boy hot and nervous is MY SHIT.

I would love to see you expand on your writing about DILF/MILF reader with Megumi a bit more

Imagine

Megumi Fushiguro with a DILF!reader

Aged up characters, reader is in theirs 40s, cuz when i say dilf i mean it.

Imagine being the stereotypical dilf. Body broad and covered in a layer of fat, laying on top of strong muscles that comes from many years of physical labor. After moving into the house near the sorcerer campus, maybe after you got divorced, you somehow end up attracting the different sorcerers in the area.

But most of all, Megumi sticks around the most. You don’t truly notice at first, too busy digging around under the hood of whatever junker car you spend your time on, or banging around in your garage or shed like the most stereotypical dilf. But you start seeing him more and more, and at some point, you just start telling him to hand you different tools or help you out with your yard.

The first time you pat him on the back and praise him for helping, he goes bright red and immediately feels how hard he gets. Being oblivious and just thinking hes sticking around to be nice, you just ruffle his hair and move on, unaware of the way Megumi feels like his knees were about to buckle.

The other members from the campus notice pretty quickly where Megumi runs off to each day. Well, maybe not Yuji, but the others figure it out quicker than Megumi wants. Him returning with oil stains and wearing one of your ancient band t-shirts doesn’t help his case though.

Imagine Megumi realizing he has a huge daddy kink because of you. You jokingly say something like “who’s your daddy” after doing some kind of difficult task, and Megumi almost drops the toolbox he’s holding, blood rushing to both his heads, and he has to use the toolbox to cover the throbbing bulge in his pants.

Imagine Megumi coming to you for “dating advice”, since he wouldn’t be able to find it in himself to just make a move on you. Instead, he gets your dating history, and all the moves you pulled to get your ex. When he learns you are also into men, he almost has a heart attack. Maybe you’ve been drinking, having also offered Megumi some, since who are you to stop, and as you a slightly tipsy, you end up describing the best way to go down on someone in bed, and how to make a partner stay just from rocking their world on the regular.

Megumi ends up laying in bed later that night, teary eyed and huffing the shirt you let him borrow that day, his other hand tugging at his aching hard shaft, his entire body shaking and jolting from overstimulation as he made himself come over and over just thinking about you.

Imagine Megumi buying his first personal toy because of you. One day when you are laying by your pool, a pool you built yourself with Megumi’s help, naked as you assume you are alone, and you are too old to feel ashamed of your body. He gets a nice view of your cock, and even though its soft, he stumbles over his feet to hurry back to campus to take care of his very aching problem.

He spends a couple of lust fueled hours finding the perfect shape and size, getting a toy that has your skin tone. The next morning what one might call late post-orgasm clarity hits him. But when Megumi gets the package, he still squirrels it away, ashamed to use it. That is, until you just wind the poor boy up too much, walking around shirtless and sweaty, baseball cap on your head and shorts from your college days.

Imagine Megumi fingers deep in himself as he tries his damnest to suck down the entire length of the toy, tears gathering in his eyes as his gag reflex struggles against the silicone being forced down his throat.

Imagine Megumi clutching the sweaty shirt you had been wearing that day to his nose as he bounces on the toy, his own hard cock bouncing with his movements as he whines and whimpers, licking and sucking at the shirt that tastes and smells just like your sweaty manly musk.

Imagine how lightheaded he gets when he comes, having to choke down the noises he makes so as to not let everyone on campus know what he’s doing. Afterwards Megumi flops down on the bed, his entire frame shaking from the aftershocks of his orgasm as he pants into the sheets. His shaft gives another twitch when he takes another inhale of your shirt, the spikey haired sorcerer pushing himself up again, sinking down on the toy once more even as his insides throb from sensitivity.

Megumi would be too nervous and flushed around you to make a move on his own, at least when you are sober. But if you happen to be a little more than tipsy one day, sitting on your couch, trying to find something worth to watch on the tv, he might find the bravery and balls to crawl into your lap. If you ask about it the next day, he can just act like it was something your mind made up, right? So for now, he could indulge himself, grinding against you like a pup in heat, panting into your neck as your strong large hands grope at his hips and ass, your deep voice rumbling praise in his ear.

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Gojo Satoru x Nerd!Male!Reader [Smut]

Warning; degradation, begging, dumbification, overstimulation, cockslut!gojo, daddy kink, nerdy!geek!top!reader. 3rd years Gojo/Reader (18-19).

Modern AU. Womanizer songfic.

Masterlist.

Jujutsu Kaisen

Gojo Satoru was well-known in his High School. His flirty nature had pretty much everyone on their feet, be it woman or man, which let him do pretty much everything he wanted.

He was a third-year, tall and stupidly attractive, his snow-white hair caught everyone’s eyes, and the moment they would stare into his blue sky-colored eyes they would simply freeze, shivers running down their spines and goosebumps covering their skin.

Gojo Satoru was aware of his attractiveness and he used that to his advantage. Not only was he a big flirt, but he was also what one would call a womanizer, or more like a man-whore. He slept around with women and men alike, having come out openly as bisexual during his first year there.

Everybody loved Gojo, but none of them could have him. Satoru would fuck them once and that was it. Even when his date would find out Gojo only slept with them as a bet or a dare with his friends.

He was a heartbreaker and a whore, not like he cared what other people had to say about his behavior and his player ways. He was merely enjoying his teenage years.

But, despite seemingly having to sense of decency and other than self-love, Gojo was actually in love with someone.

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Dude idk how to explain it but there’s smth about ur fics i love….if ur taking requests can u do one for yuuji? Hes kinda dumb and he was basically a jock before he got into jujutsu tech so one with some corruption kink?

— thankuu I’m glad u enjoy my writings, I try my best. Hope you enjoy this one too<3

dumb slut — yuuji.itadori

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Yuuji Itadori

— contents : dumb yuuji (I love him) , corruption kink , virgin yuuji , is called a slut like once , overstim , creampie….if u rlly think abt it , passing out nd yeah.. mb if i got smth wrong

warnings : virginity loss erm think not much of a warning… blud is aged up btw

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You stared down at the pink haired guy with a confused look. … did he seriously not get the hint..?

You’ve been flirting and sending hints that you wanna sleep with him. At some point you almost gave up and thought maybe he was playing stupid to not hurt your feelings or something, but no he’s really clueless.

Something about that made you feel excited.

Yuji was popular, he’s surrounded by girls, you were 100% sure he knew about the wonders of sex.

“Uh.. you know what, we should hang out after school. My house. Just us two” you smile knowing he couldn’t turn you down.

There wasn’t any special occasion, you just wanted to hang out like friends and down a couple drinks. That’s what he thought at least.

For most of the afternoon you guys were laughing and talking about anything and everything, Yuji’s a lightweight so the littlest alcohol already had him fucked up.

“Ahh…Yuji tell me, any girls you’ve been with?” You ask taking a swig of the alcoholic drink.

“Hmm…. I’ve had like 3 or 4 girlfriends.. you?” You let out a small chuckle.

“I’ve had some yeah, I mean girls you’ve slept with..” you tilt your head looking into his eyes, god was he cute..

“Uhm……no I’ve never..” he flushed looking off to the side. You got closer and placed you’re hand over his thigh.

“It’s okay..I don’t judge….but god does it feel good” you glance at his lips and he stutters trying to move away.

“Y-yeah..? I mean y..yeah I’ve heard..”

“I can show you, yuuji..” you get closer and closer to his lip, he closes his eyes tightly and you quickly stuff your tongue in his hot mouth.

He tightly grabs onto your shirt, his tongue so stiff it kinda makes you laugh.

You quickly dig your hands into his pants and roughly stroke his dick making him moan in your mouth.

“Augn-! Mmphh…~” He tries to pull your hand off but it feel so good, he can’t bring himself to pry you off, instead his hips subconsciously start thrusting into your hand.

“..like it..?” You pull away looking into his glossy eyes, he shakes his head no and tries squirming away.

“Mm…I know you like it..feels good doesn’t it..~? I can show you something that’ll feel even better…” he looks at you with wide eyes and a red face.

“OHH FUCK- ACK—“ Yuuji scratched his stained bedsheets as you pounded into his used up hole. His lips were red and slightly busted from how much he was biting them, he felt sticky and sweaty but he was addicted.

“D..did you cum again..?” You said, panting like a dog. You had felt him tighten around you causing you to groan and dig your fingers into his plush skin.

“Ugh….aren’t you..tired..?” He turned around and he almost had hearts in his eyes. He smirked as best as he could and moved himself on your cock letting out more whorish moans.

“Holy shit..? Have I turned you into a complete slut for dick??” You laugh and wrap your hand around his throat bringing his back up against your chest.

“S..so full..! Nngh….HA—“ He screamed feeling you harshly thrust in him again, cum being pushed out of his gaping hole.

“T-TOO MUCH S..STOP Y-YN~!!” He saw sparks as he came one more time at the feeling of your hot cum pumping him again, his thighs trembled and he fell forward, completely passing out.

You watched your seed peek out of his hole making you twitch.

You ended up passing out next to him for the whole day. In the morning you woke up to your cock being slowly stroked..

You slowly open your eyes to find Yuuji straddling you and aligning your tip to his wet entrance.

“Just…one more time..”

a/n; did i slack off? a little yeah…..

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HEYYY i noticed you had requests open so...can u do reader fucking step bro gojo in the bathroom or smth like that 🙏

— this request made me run laps it’s so simple but real pls i love my white haired princess gojo ENJOY

stupidly loud — gojo.satoru

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Gojo Satoru

— contents : step-cest , bratty gojo lowkey , non-con , choking , slapping , no protection loll , overstim , bathroom sex , no after care , degrading kink , crazy!!!

words count - 1.8k

warnings : non-con , nasty stepcest

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you and gojo never really got along. but that was entirely his fault…not yours

when your mom had introduced you to her new boyfriend and his son, you were happy to have a brother. You flashed him a smile when you first saw him to show that you were welcoming, in return though…. he just glared before turning away.

well this kinda sucks

your step dad had a very beautiful son. I mean.. extremely beautiful. He was always stared at when he was out, he had pretty white hair and these gorgeous blue eyes.

every time you saw him around you were just blown away because how can a guy be this good looking???

you really did try to get closer to him though. seems he wasn’t really as accepting as you were, he didn’t really like your mom either. it was fine as long as he didn’t insult her or anything, he just didn’t even want to try to get to know you guys.

all the times when you guys were left alone at home while your parents went on a date or something, you’d try and start a conversation with him when you guys crossed paths.

“hey- do you want some pizza for dinner?” you’d ask when he finally came out of his room.

“no thanks, got my own food.” and just went right back into his cave.

this happened multiple times, after the 3rd time you just gave up trying.

Satoru was… really loud. You could hear him screaming and talking on the phone with his friends and he didn’t care who he woke up. Once you had enough you went over and opened his door.

“can you shut up???” You say obviously pissed off.

“can you fucking knock!? get the fuck out of my room” he pushed you out and locked his door. you just stood there full of anger. that night, gojo continued being loud, and every night after that…

you’ll just talk to him like civil people. so after what felt like a million sleepless nights due to this hooligan making noise, you decided you’d try and have a real conversation with him.

you knock on his door and he shouts, “come in!”

he doesn’t care if it you or not, your parents are downstairs cooking and he can’t be shouting and being a dick towards you even if he wanted to. only when you guys were alone.

he was in his bathroom washing his face, he had just gotten out of bed. He had these…short..shorts. a very loose shirt and some cute socks.

you knocked on his open bathroom door and he looked at you for a second before turning back to looking at the mirror.

“whattt are you doingg” you start.

“what do you want yn” he rolls his eyes.

“kayyy then.. i just wanted to…..talk about..” your eyes went down to his shorts, you could practically see his ass at the bottom. he looked really good in them.

“talk about what” he snapped you out of your trance and you cleared your throat.

“I just wanted to ask if maybe you could be a littlleee more quiet at night…? I’m trying to sleep and got work, I don’t care if you’re talking to people on the phone just.. try being less loud? please?” you didn’t yell, scream or anything. Just asking him for something.

he looked at you up and down and scoffed.

you didn’t want the conversation to end there though. you wanted to get to know this guy, make him open up to you.

you stepped closer so you were now visible in the bathroom mirror and he just stared at you thru it.

“also… just out of curiosity. did I do something? is there a reason you don’t like me?” the white haired guy just stopped to think about what to say.

“nope, no reason.”

“…hm.. can I do something to make you like me more..? I’m a nice guy Satoru…” you gently place your hand on his lower back and look back at him thru the mirror.

he didn’t really realize but up close, you’re really handsome actually.

“I don’t know STEP BRO, but if I find out what you can do, I’ll let you know” you smiled at him and pat his hair. You leaned over to his ear and whispered“shut the hell up at night” he finally turned his head and looked at you.

“Kay, pretty?” you said watching a faint blush appear on his cheeks. you walk out and close his bedroom door behind you leaving him dumbfounded.

Satoru’s bathroom was closest to your bedroom, that’s why you’re pretty sure he’s in there yelling and screaming right now. at 2am.

He’s on call with his friends and laughing his ass off as loud as he can. He’s sat on his sink counter swaying his feet. his bathroom door suddenly opens and you stare at him tiredly. He has a stupid smirk on his face and he ends the call.

“you’ve gotta start knocking big guy” he chuckles watching as you enter the bathroom and close the door.

“what’d I tell you this morning” you watch him roll his eyes and sigh.

“sorrryyy I guesss, my friends just wanted to call and I just like being in this bathroom heh AGH—“ your hand is tightly wrapped around his throat, he’s scratching at your arm and kicking trying to get you away.

“satoru I think the only way I could get thru to you would be to….teach you a lesson. hm?” you pull him off the counter and he starts coughing trying to catch his breath.

get gets bent over the sink counter and squeaks when you pull his shorts and boxers down.

“S-stop! MOM—“ he feels two finger get shoved into his mouth and he gags.

“shh. don’t wanna wake mom or dad up, imagine what’d they think walking in on their kids like this…?” You spit on your fingers and gently start rubbing at his hole.

he’s grunting and trying to get away but you’re much bigger and stronger than him, his attempts just tire him out.

“you’re gonna be quiet, okay?” You look at his eyes thru the mirror and slowly take your fingers out of his mouth. his lip is trembling and he’s flushed red.

you enter your saliva coated fingers into his tight hole earning a gasp from the white haired.

“S..stop.. this isn’t..” he’s biting his cheek and holding onto the counter, fuckkk does this hurt.

“that’s it, keep quiet hon. this is what happens to boys who don’t do what they’re told the first time.” you had two fingers in him making a scissoring motion.

you tried to find his sweet spot…

“UGH-! Mhhmmm~!” he covers his own mouth to stifle any weird noises. You smirk knowing you’ve found it.

“does that feel good..? right here..” he’s rolling his eyes back and his legs are twitching, so is his dick.

“fuck..~ so…good~” he moans, the feeling of you stretching him with your fingers hurt but the pleasure was blocking that away.

you pull your fingers out once you’re sure he’s stretched enough and take your dick out. Gojo’s too out of it to realize what you’re doing.

you coated your dick with saliva and you your tip at his loose entrance. you should probably use a condom but…..you’re trusting he’s clean

you push into him roughly and he screams into his hand. He realizes you’ve entered him and scrambled to get away somehow.

you grab both his arms and hold them behind him. “don’t struggle ‘toru, this is a punishment” you stroke the back of his head, his white hair soft as ever.

after a bit, you began to move in and out slowly but roughly. quickly the pleasure hit him like a truck, he arched his back and let out a loud whiny moan.

you came to a stop. does he want to get caught??

you grab a piece of cloth near by and shove it in his mouth. You lock the door and continue to fuck into his tight asshole, earning muffled whimpers from the white haired.

you land a slap on his ass making him jolt up, “shut the hell up Satoru…” he spits the cloth out and he’s loud again.

“f..feels so good yn..~ can’t..thin…k..” he’s seriously gone dumb. you pull him up so your chest is touching back and tightly cup your hand over his mouth.

his glistening tears roll down his cheeks, his dick throbbing and leaking precum. His legs hurt and tremble, they might give out on him..but he doesn’t want this to end.

you force him to look into the mirror. “look at that…such a slut, aren’t ya satoru..? you like this huh..being fucked by your older brother….” you could feel him tighten around you, his dick twitched and one last thrust was all it took for him to ejaculate.

“that was fast…we’re not done.”

“w-wait yn I just..c..came..!” you hook your arms under his knees and lift him up so he could see himself thru the mirror, he was so exposed. Has mouth hung open watching you pump in and out of him but deeper.

“SHI-T UGH..~! SSSTOP” he was louder than before, he couldn’t get down and your dick was hitting him in all the right spots. He started drooling and his back began to hurt.

“be a good little brother for me… hope this teaches you to behave next time” you chuckle into his ear.

the next morning he woke up on the bathroom floor…….cum dripped out of his hole. He was still completely naked and he could couldn’t get himself up.

he whined and held back a cry, he looked for his phone and when he found it he ignored all the concerned messages from his friends.

you get a call and see it’s your sissy step brother. you smirk and answer.

“yn…can you help me get up….hurts..” his voice was shaky and he sounded like he had a sore throat.

“hmm….have you learned your lesson..?”

“YES- Yesyesyes I have please just help me..!” you hung up and a couple minutes later you open the bathroom door and he’s still on the floor, his puckering hole looking right at you.

“wanna go again?”

“n-nooo…” he whined and you guys heard your mom call for you guys to go downstairs.

“…just one more and I’ll clean you up, pretty”

he just moaned tiredly in response as you locked the bathroom door.

“what was all that noise last night?” your step dad asked, gojo refused to even look at you.

“satoru was being loud on the phone with his friends, I told him to shut up but he wouldn’t listen” you lightly kicked him under the table which earned you a glare back.

“We’ll be taking your phone satoru at night, we all have to work and you’re messing that up.” his dad said.

“WHAT NO THATS NOT FAIR”

“seems pretty fair to mee..” you instigate. he kicks you under the table while you laugh your ass off.

maybe you’ll pay him another visit tonight…

a/n; i haven’t written in 3 billion years pls forgive if it’s ass….

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virginbitch — gojo.satoru

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Gojo Satoru

— contents : Virgin bitch Gojo , mentions of boy pussy , virginity loss , jerking off , drunk Gojo for a min , mirror sex , gagging choking , overstim , degrading nd praising

warnings : like choking but nun too srs idk

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Gojo satoru is a MAJOR virgin. I KNOW .. CRAZY.

His fossil ass hadn’t lost his virginity yet, he’s been waiting for “the right person” but nobody seems to catch his eye…

Till yn was introduced.

It was kinda funny when they met uhm Gojo was having silly conversation with Yuji about girlfriends n shi and like…

“So you don’t have a girlfriend? Are you a virgin?”

“Nonono! I’m not a virgin Yuji cmon I’m literally a lady magnet. I used to fuck girls left and right in highschool! I just don’t have a girlfriend right now because nobody really seems to grab my att…-“ He fell quiet when the finest guy to ever fucking exist walked in.

Yujis confused and looks at yn and he’s like “OH YN, you’re here!” He’s so happy to see them. Yn smiled and pulls Yuji into a hug spinning him around.

“Lord, it’s been so long! You still look adorable” He ruffled Yuji’s hair who giggled.

“Oh- by the way, this is my teacher, yn meet Gojo, Gojo meet yn. Old friend” Yuji stepped aside and yn held his hand out and shook Gojo’s.

“Nice to meet you, Gojo” the way his name rolled off his tongue made him bite the inside of his cheek.

“Nice to meet you too..yn..” Gojo smiled sickly.

Yuji grabbed yn’s wrists and pulled him around excited to show him everything he’d learnt. Gojo was bewildered. I mean yn was fucking- jaw dropping handsome!

Gojo was too busy to worry about a girlfriend. He never really thought he’d be jerking off to some fucking guy he met that same day…

Gojo was a very flirty guy, he’s always flirting with women who’d obviously get down on their knees for him if he asked and yet still he finds nothing interesting about them.

He can lie about not being a virgin and have people believe him, but as soon as this hunk, yn, asks him about it, he’s a stuttering mess.

“Hm. So you’re realll experienced mister Satoru~?” Yn tilted his head looking at Gojo’s blindfold who obviously flushed red.

“Y..yes..yes I am!” He cursed himself out in his head for sounding too excited.

“Yeah? what about with a guy..” yn smirked watching Gojo’s lip tremble slightly.

“Uh-h..huh…” Gojo’s mouth was slightly open as he nodded making the other chuckle.

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind, Satoru.” Yn gently closed Gojo’s mouth before walking off.

Gojo was a sensitive guy when it came to his dick, he’s never been inside anything at all. He was now rutting into his pillow pretending it was yn.

“Ugh..I’m y-your good b..haa…boy..y-yn….” His body shook like crazy when he came on his pillow like never before. He was panting like a dog feeling lazy about cleaning up.

He sat up and looked at the mess he made before sighing and throwing the whole pillow away.

Now he can’t even look at yn’s face at all. Cause he gets reminded of what he did that night, it’s not like he’s guilty or anything he genuinely just might go red..

Well he got closer to yn, always being around each other, doing the same things everyday. It was a routine they both loved.

Gojo grew to genuinely feel attracted to yn, he loved his personality and looks. He’s not scared of homophobia or anything I mean he’s the strongest guy alive, what’s there to be afraid of?

They went out drinking one night and since Gojo is obviously, a light weight, he got drunk pretty fucking fast. He tried to keep up with yn but ended up getting himself fucked up instead.

Yn was dragging Gojo back to his house and lied him on his bed getting him some water.

“Satoru, drink” He sat the white haired male up and handed him the drink.

“N…no it’s too hic h..hot..” He pushed the drink away and tried to take his shirt off but yn stopped him.

“‘Toru- if you’re hot maybe you should take this fucking..blindfold off” yn slid the cloth off Satoru’s head and his eyes widened at this guys eyes…

“Your eyes…” He whispered pushing some hair out of Gojo’s face who blushed looking into yn’s hues.

“They’re gorgeous..” He smiled making Gojo’s insides spin.

“Take my..c-clothes o hic off…” He whined successfully pulling his shirt off leaving him only in his pants. Yn scoffed and grabbed Gojo’s jaw forcing him to look at him.

“Drink…the water.” Yn held the bottle of water up to Gojo’s lips who pulled away and tapped yn’s lips.

“No, you drink..”

‘Tsk’ yn filled his mouth with water and kissed Gojo with tongue allowing the water to go into the others mouth.

Gojo wrapped his arms around yn’s neck and didn’t let go of the kiss. Exploring the guys mouth.

Gojo moaned into the kiss and bit yn’s lip who quickly pulled away.

“Satoru you’re- drunk. No more kissing..just drink the water.”

Gojo again protests but yn forces him to open his mouth and shoves water down his throat getting it everywhere on his body and face.

“Ugh..I’m all wet y-yn…’nd it’s y-your f..fault hic” yn looked away blushing. He flinched when Gojo lied him flat on the bed and straddled him.

There was a big mirror facing the bed and Gojo could see himself. He shuffled before sighing and just knocking out on top of yn.

Next morning he freaks out, stuck in yn’s embrace.

“you good?” yn checked.

“Feel….like shit.” Gojo grumbled trying to hide how red his face was.

“Since you’re sober…wanna fuck?”

Gojo’s beautiful eyes widened.

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“AGH- UGH MMM!~” Gojo screamed arching his back while watching himself in the mirror get fucked like a slut.

Yn’s hips pounded into Gojo’s ass, the sound of skin slapping skin filled the room along with the sweet smell of sex.

“Gosh…look at you..taking my cock so well~ your virgin boy pussy isn’t complaining about it at all..~” yn smirked devilishly grabbing Gojo’s hair and forcing him to look at himself in the mirror.

“‘s t-too much!~ co-ck sho’ b..big..” he moaned as yn let go of his hair.

“I should put your fuckin’ mouth to work..” yn shoved his fingers into Gojo’s mouth, having him gag and choke on his fingers.

“Goood boy~ you’re my good little whore aren’t you Satoru..?~” Gojo smiled and his eyes rolled back into his head.

“‘m your g-good..boy..! All yourz..~” He screamed and shook violently as he came so hard all over the sheets.

“Hah- first time and you’re already a fucked out mess!” Yn laughed watching Gojo’s face contort at the overstimulation of his prostate still getting abused.

When they finished, Gojo’s body was completely weak. It hurt and he couldn’t even stand up. Good thing he didn’t really need to, yn doing basically everything for him.

He cleaned the male up nicely, tucked him into bed and cuddled.

Gojo is having trouble walking as of lately.

i have a million fics of this man i need him butt booty naked

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all mine — sukuna ryōmen

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Sukuna Ryōmen

— Contents: sub top male reader x dom bottom Sukuna , OOC sukuna , A bit of x Yuji , madd overstimulation , could contain r4pe , power bottom Sukuna , degrading , crying , a bit of a breeding kink in there , Yuji is aged up……

Warnings : non con possibly, crying

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Itadori was panting while his body twitched. He was straddling yn, he was fully stuffed with his cock. Cum on yn’s stomach, and some dripping out of his ass.

yn was lazy and tired, he lied on the bed staring at the ceiling just massaging his boyfriend’s thighs.

“..ngh…” A small noise caught his attention. He looked at Ita’ who was slightly out of it.

“….you okay, hon..?” He asked bringing his hand to caress his boyfriend’s face.

Itadori hiccuped before nodding and slowly lying his body over his boyfriends chest.

Yn was slightly concerned but tried not to question him too much…he ran his fingers thru Yuji’s hair closing his eyes hoping to fall asleep.

He felt Yuji lift his ass slowly and sink back down with more cum pooling out. Yn quirked an eyebrow. He already felt a bit overstimulated so he hoped Yuji wouldn’t want to go again..

“Yuji…” yn whispered and groaned. He swallowed when he felt his cute boyfriend begin to kiss and suck at his neck.

Yn let out small moans grabbing a handful of Yuji’s hair to gently pull him off.

“Yuj—“ He froze when he made eye contact with the devil himself.

“..S-sukuna..?” The tatted guy sat up straight with a slight moan.

“..Impressive.” Sukuna smirked looked down at the small bulge in his stomach. Yn blushed looking away. He kept his hands off yuji’s body.

“We’ll see how much more you can handle, yeah? Now that I have you all to myself while Yuji’s passed out…I can use my time wisely.” He lifted himself and slammed himself hack down harshly laughing when yn let out a pathetic whimper.

“SUKUNA- my..dick..” he whined gripping the sheets.

The curse ignored yn’s protests and continued to fuck himself on him. After a bit the pleasure hit him as well as the overstim since Yuji had already came.

Yn was high off sex, his eyes looking everywhere but at this fckin weirdo

“Hah…~ look at you ynnn-yy ..already fucked out aren’t you..mm..~” Sukuna ran his sharp nails over yn’s bare chest making him twitch and whine.

“Ita must be lucky..getting to see this whenever he wants. Soon as I get my freedom…you’re all mine….” Sukuna laughed once more bouncing on yn’s dick again.

“Shit- Yuji’s stupid b..body is so..ugh..~” Sukuna placed his hands on yn’s abdomen struggling to lift himself with his shaky thighs.

Yn was practically drooling as his dick twitched inside the ‘King of curses’.

“Hm..~? Really hope Yuji’s awake..need him to see this fucjing beauty..!” He grabbed yn’s jaw and forced him to look Sukuna in the eyes.

‘Kuna rolled his eyes and did his best to continue overstimulating the younger male. Pulling the whiniest sluttiest whimpers and cries from this man. He thought sukuna couldn’t tell but, yn was stopping himself from placing his hands on the smaller body.

“S-scared to touch me..~? Or afraid of what Yuji might s-say..” Sukuna smirked intertwining his fingers with yn’s finding his own g spot.

Sukuna’s tongue lolled out and he let out a whorish moan fucking himself faster and sloppier.

“Shhhitt..~ you feel so fuckin’ good…so big..I want your babies in me..!” Sukuna bit yn’s lip who shook violently inside his boyfriend and hissed at the small sting on his lip.

“Wa-wanna breed me…~? I bet Yuji would fuckin’ loveeee our b-babies..” Sukunas nails dug deeper into yn’s shoulder blades making him wince.

“Cmon..give me your children.” Sukuna sat up straight and grabbed yn’s hands, placing them on his hips, he shuffled on his dick.

“Fuck me..~?” Sukuna said in a low voice. Yn whined and began to fuck Sukuna at his best abilities.

Sukuna smirked watching the guy crumble beneath him. He was so weak, so sensitive..he couldn’t bear the sensation.

He pulled at yn’s wrist sitting him up and l putting both his hands on his leaking cock.

“Look at you…all fucked up~” Sukuna laughed and grinded his hips into yn’s hand as well as massaging his prostate with his dick.

“You’re all mine…just a little mess..my messy big dicked bitch..~!” He moaned pressing yn’s hands tighter around his smaller dick.

“..right, yn..~?” With one of his clawed hands he grabbed at the guys jaw and looked into his eyes.

“All…mine..~” Sukuna whispered gracing his lips against yn’s, pulling him into a hot make out session. Yn was practically drooling letting his tongue roam Sukuna mouth, maybe the amount of stimulation was making him all the more horny…

He thrusted his hips trying to cum one more time having Sukuna moan into his mouth.

“Mmph..~ Gunna c-come…” yn whined looking into Sukuna’s red eyes.

“Yeah..? Cmon big guy..come deeppp inside me….~” Sukuna’s dick twitched as he was also close.

A couple more thrust and yn came with a loud sob, his body trembled, he hid his face in the crook of Sukuna’s neck, panting like a dog.

Cum spilled from Sukuna’s cock while he moaned at the feeling of the other’s cum filling him up. He loved it so much, the feeling of an orgasm was now stuck in his mind.

“You’re all mine…right, love..?” Sukuna whispered into yn’s ear who mumbled incoherent noises and kissed his neck.

Sukuna grinned and wrapped his arms around yn’s neck.

He heard a small sniffle come from Sukuna and pulled away to see Yuji looking down at him with teary eyes.

Yn caressed his face and kissed him passionately.

“..I’m yours, Yuji..” He said looking into Yuji’s beautiful eyes before smiling and laying down on the bed spooning the smaller.

“Only yours…” He whispered while Yuji held onto him tighter.

Secretly Yuji really liked seeing yn go all submissive and whiny for him. He just imagined it was because of him and not Sukuna.

a/n: Sukuna typa guy to switch with Yuji while he’s having sex w/ yn to scare him…

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noises — keigo.takami

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Keigo Takami

— contents : sensitive wings , handjob , no actual sex though implied , lots of noises , biting hickeys wtv , overstim , breeding implied maybe..

warnings : unwanted pleasure , lots of “stop”

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hawks loves to moan in your ear I’m sorry BUT ITS TRUE

you guys are gonna be cuddling, he’s laying on your chest, face nuzzled into your neck and you can like gently run your fingers across his back near his wings

“..mmh…” and he extremely slowly grinds up on you, so slow you almost don’t notice it. almost.

you touch at the base of his wings and massage them, he’s starts becoming noisy and whiny as hellll

“ahh..~! Hmnnn….” He’s panting like a dog and gripping your shirt

“you okay, love?” you ask and he’s sleepy asl he just grazes his teeth against your neck

you’re smiling to yourself like a maniac because his noises are so cute and he’s not afraid to let them out u wanna break him so bad

but you also want to be gentle and take care of him cause he’s your baby:(

you gently get him off of you and lay on your side to see him clearer.

“keigo baby… sleepy..?” He just nods and cuddles you closer hiding his face in your chest. You hold back a chuckle and continue to gently rub his back.

and the noises come back just more muffled.

“nnggh…~ mmh” you slide him up so you’re face to face with the blonde and look into his golden eyes.

you continue to massage his back and watch as he shudders at your touch, his eyes can’t stay open and his lips part slightly. He tries to hide himself but you shove your tongue into his mouth kissing him suddenly.

you dip one arm under him to continue touching his back while with the other you shove in his boxers and stroke his dick. he’s already moaning into the sloppy kiss, thrusting into your hand

“hmm…needy~” you coo going to bite into his neck.

“ah—! fffuck..!” he digs his nails into your shoulders, his wings twitch and he continues to moan and whimper into your ear.

he feels himself getting closer to coming, he tries pulling you off or getting your hand off him but you just continue to pump his throbbing cock.

“j-just like…that keep….g..going..~” he feels overwhelmed, the biting on his neck, his sensitive wings being caressed, the fast pace your hand has jerking him off.

“nnnhh.. imma..— AGH..!!” he let out a choked out moan as he came, his feathers fluffed up and he smiled going limp.

“uuughhh…ynnn…” he was catching his breath when he you started stroking again and he freaked out.

“ACK- YN STOPSTOP!! S..STOP AH~!!” his feathers sharpened and flapped going crazy, he squirmed and moaned even louder. you loved his sounds, you couldn’t stop

“your noises are so cute takami..” you say into his ear with a low voice. he’s quivering underneath you, trying to push you off. The overstimulation on his dick was driving him off the rails.

“haa-! fuckfuckfuck..~ sto..” he’s seeing stars, eyes struggling to stay open. you loved giving him unwanted pleasure, just to hear his whiny cries.

“I’ll fucking ruin you keigo..make sure you can’t walk tomorrow, those wings of yours will hurt from being touched so much..” his tongue lolled out, just the thought of it was making him weak for u.

You didn’t stop stroking him, it hurt quite a bit but the pain and pleasure mixed so well, he couldn’t get enough of it.

“yn p..please….” you slowed your pace and looked at his face, he was flushed and giving you the sluttiest fuck me eyes.

“I’ll give you my babies, pretty boy..”

a/n; plsss i will fuck him up UGHH

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addicted — izuku.midoriya

— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Izuku Midoriya

— contents : dom!bottom ! izuku maybe.. non-con/rape , blowjobs as friends , some public play , you’re both virgins , use of his quirk , bondage

warnings : rape/non-con

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Deku never thought about sex, he found it like ehhh

he was always focused on improving his quirk and stuff he never really thought about it, he didn’t masterbate often either cause he never had time and it never really interested him

you were a close friend of his, it was always you ochaco lida and izuku. He always praised you and admired you as a friend, always found you to be his safe place.

so when he accidentally walked in on you jacking ur shit he freaked out. He was thinking about how he ruined yalls friendship and stuff

you didn’t continue obviously…though you were close to ejaculating you just couldn’t continue, you told him to come in and he awkwardly walked in with his face red.

“I’m so sorry yn..! I didn’t mean to— I should’ve knocked I’m so sosososososososo sorry!!” he was a cute babbling mess, you laughed nervously and told him not to worry about it and that accidents happen.

“don’t worry izuku! I know you didn’t mean to ya know…it’s fine we’re guys this is like- normal so no need to be awkward” you smile at him and he nods his head before apologizing once more.

“…..doesn’t it hurt..?” he shyly pointed at your crotch and you let out a nervous chuckle.

“well……..don’t worry I’ll just take care of it later” you scratched the back of your neck while izuku just nodded and looked around anxiously.

“…I’m sorry I can’t help but think that you didn’t get to.. you know…! I w..wanna help in some way..? i just feel bad yn” he whined and blushed looking off to the side.

you just stared at his adorable face feeling your dick twitch in your pants.

“well I guess if you..want to, you can…..” he tensed up and stiffly walked over to your bed and sat down in front of you.

he looked you in the eyes waiting for you to give him orders. you looked off to the side for a second and back. “…do you know how to..”

“N-no..I don’t” he blushed embarrassed.

“I’d hope not.. just uhm how do you touch yourself? it’s like that but on another person” izuku was thinking about blowing you really but…….. makes sense

“I don’t touch myself” he said. you held In a laugh but grabbed his hand and placed it on your thigh.

“….im just helping a friend it’s fine..” he mumbled to himself.

“izuk.. u don’t have to yk I can kinda just do it by myself” he insisted and took you out of your pants making you gasp.

He’s never done this before, he loves helping people that’s why he was doing this…..and cause he was curious, it’d been a while since he touched himself and just wanted to.. explore

he stuck his tongue out and put you in his mouth, you let out a deep breath and stiffened feeling his hot mouth work on your dick.

this all happened too fast- I mean anybody with common sense would NEVER offer to blow their friend just cause they accidental interrupted them………that’s gay

but izuku’s just…overly kind or something, you’ll just let him do whatever he wants. Only a crazy person would turn a blowjob down anyway

you started to let out small moans and gently grab on izuku’s soft green locks. He started to really get into it….taking you down his throat and swallowing around you.

“fuuuck..~ I’m gonna…fucking c..NGH—!” you’re eyes rolled back feeling the cum rip out of your cock and into midoriya’s mouth, your chest raised and lowered rapidly trying to catch your breath.

“haa….shh..it..” you combed your finger thru your friends hair as he slowly got off and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

you just stared at him and smiled.

“th..thank you i-zuku..” you felt dizzy and he just smiled happily.

“a..anytime yn..” he said his goodbyes and left you alone in your room staring into the void. what. just happened.

izuku started to spend more time alone in his room after that, you guys weren’t thattt awkward but there was a little tension between you guys. it didn’t happen just once though, he had walked in on you accidentally again and apologized like it was the first time. then he’d offer to help.

it started to become a regular thing you guys did, nothing more than a blowjob. you would offer to please him in return but he always turned it down so…

he liked how he made you feel. it made him feel funny but he couldn’t bring himself to stop it was like an addiction. it started to happen OUTSIDE of your room…..

he went to use the bathroom and you were coincidentally there and next thing ya know, he blew you in one of the stalls. it scared you because you didn’t want to get caught.. but you didn’t say anything.

he had become more touchy, always touching you in some way, your hand, arm, thigh, legs just- he had to be touching you.

he was becoming like a…sex demon, he couldn’t stop wanting to touch you. addict to dick….

one night he was in your room again you stopped him.

“sorry- izuku I just… this is weird why are we…” you watched as his face saddened a bit…..he looks so cute:(

“am I not good at it…?”

“nono izuku! You’re great at it— it’s just like what if we get caught…?”

“oh…then we’ll just have to be more quiet! we won’t get caught that way..” he crawled closer to you and placed his palm on your crotch.

“I-i know but- ugh..~” you couldn’t say anything else as you got lost in the pleasure.

this time while he was blowing you he made eye contact with you, he looked at you with his big glossy green eyes. He’d moan around your length sending vibrations that drove you crazy. what you hadn’t noticed was how he’d finger himself while blowing you, he was stretching himself….for what

when you did notice it though, it didn’t leave your mind. Surely he won’t want to fuck right..? no that can’t happen. you have to make sure of it. you can blow him and everything but- you can’t lose your virginity to this kid and he can’t lose his to you.

“Hey midoriya, ya know this is as far as we can go…right?” you looked at him and you could see the disappointment in his eyes. he hesitated to answer.

“We can’t do anymore than a handy or a blowjob. so don’t…get any funny ideas”

“mh” he smiled and said his goodbye and left. after that he visited…less. like the addiction just left, just like that. He didn’t offer anything but he was still touchy with you. this was fine, you could tell he was looking for something else, it was good to break things off.

after a couple weeks of no nightly visits, he suddenly knocks on ur door. you let him come in and he starts talking about whatever. how his day was, how his training was going, all that normal stuff.

“izuku do you want something from me” you interrupted him mid sentence. he tilts his head pretending to be confused, he tries to say something but he can’t.

“what is it. do you want me to touch you or what” he blushes and bites the inside of his cheek. “i just…can..i…..” he felt the embarrassment down his spine, he pointed at your crotch and then his mouth.

you sigh and grab his arm dragging him to your bed. You stand in front of him while he’s on his knees on the bed looking up at you like a lost puppy. you pet his head and pull your half hard dick out.

He’s practically drooling as he wraps his hands around your cock and pumps it slowly while giving it kitten licks.

He quickly stuffs you in his mouth earning slutty moans from you, he does this till you start getting closer and closer to releasing. you had your eyes closed so you failed to see his quirk blackwhip slowly creep out of him.

he didn’t take his eyes off you, he just stared while he blew you. you felt your body quickly getting bounded tightly together, you opened your eyes and izuku got off.

“wha…what are you doing izu..”

“‘m sorry yn..! I really really n-need this…~” he slipped his shorts off and straddled your lap, your dick at his entrance. you tried to fight against the restraints but obviously, didn’t work. he was blushing like crazy and shaking as he slowly lowered himself on your cock.

“s-stop—! stop it izu..aghn..~!” The wave of pleasure punched you in the face.

he was squatting on you like a rabbit, his hands on your abdomen and his back arched.

“haa..why’re you s..so tight..” your vision was blurry and you had already stopped trying to escape, it was no use. you’ve never been inside someone, you knew it would feel great but this…felt so much fucking better than you thought.

“d-don’t worry yn..I’ll milk your cock and it’ll feel great…~” he smiled pathetically as he lifted himself up and slammed himself back down, your cock hitting his prostate. He gasped loudly and arched his back oh so beautiful, tightening even more around you.

“Sh..shit izu..! you’re soo..hmnn~” you whined feeling your dick throb in him. he began at a fast and rough pace, bouncing on your dick.

“ugh- mm..~ so big yn…~! you feel so g-good..~” he’s moaning loudly while you just watch him fuck himself on your cock. you’re panting and feel as if you’re about to pass out and he still looks as cute as ever forcefully taking your virginity. you flush red and let out a small whimper.

“W-we’re still..close f..friends, right yn-y..” he leans down so he’s closer to your face.

“mm..” you’re too confused and lost in pleasure to respond properly. izuku smiles and gives you a small peck on the lips before sitting back up.

“I hope I can use your cock whenever I please yn..~” he roughly sat all the way down on your dick, his eyes rolled back and his tongue lolled out. a slutty moan ripped from his throat, your dick was deep in his gushy insides.

he tightened around you and you whined once more finally cumming deep inside him.

“haa..uhn~” your body was tired, you just kept watching him. What was he gonna do next. He slowly lifted himself and you watched your own nut drip out of him.

“hm…th..thank you yn..” he looked you in the eyes with such seductive eyes before he went limp and fell beside you on your bed, his quirk disappearing.

you shakily got up and went to clean yourself up, you cleaned your friend up as well and got back in bed.

you finally looked at izuku’s sleeping face and let out a small sigh.

though you wish he would’ve asked for consent, you’re kinda glad that virginity shit was over with. you’re confused is all.

you gently wrapped your arms around the smaller boy and pull him closer for warmth.

that morning you woke up with midoriya on your chest, his face hiding in the crook of your neck.

“izuk— ugh~!” you gasp realizing you were inside him again.

“let’s stay…like this..” he said tiredly kissing your neck before probably passing out… he was like addicted to this.

why can’t you say no to him.

a/n; what are y’all’s thoughts on izuku w/ the low taper fade

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the sudden thought of bakugou katsuki sending an audio to his s/o while at the gym, where he speaks IN BETWEEN GASPS AND GRUNTS AND EVEN GROWLS BECAUSE OF THE AMOUNT OF WEIGHT HE'S LIFTING WHILE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE FOR DINNER AND SUGGESTING MEALS OR PLEACES TO GO IF YOU WANT AND THEN HE SAYS, "Ugh... whatever you... mmh... want, baby, it's yours..." AND HE EXHALES FUCKING SEXILY AS THE SOUND OF THE WEIGHT DROPPING IS HEARD.

— I'M DYING HELP.

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Can I have a angst to fluff on gn reader who can be easily sick and matheo or Theo knows this but one day rumors are heard around that the reader was sent to the medic wing and all hell broke loose cause he’s so protective of them. This can be seen as platonic or romantic.

And I just want to say I love your Harry Potter writings!! -💕

aw! tysm<3

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The Protector's Panic

Pairings : Mattheo Riddle x GN! Reader Summary : You have always been susceptible to illness, and Mattheo Riddle knows this better than anyone. When he hears a rumor that you've been sent to the medical wing, his world crumbles. Driven by fear and protectiveness, he storms through the castle to find you. What he discovers is a testament to the strength of your bond, turning his angst into relief and heartwarming affection. A/n : Enjoy (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠) Warnings) : Nothing! Word count : 1k+

Mattheo Riddle had a reputation at Hogwarts. Fierce, cunning, and unwaveringly protective of those he cared about. It was no surprise that he had taken you under his wing the moment he learned how easily you fell ill. What started as an act of concern had grown into a steadfast friendship, and perhaps something more.

Today, however, was different.

The whispers started in the Great Hall during breakfast. Students huddled in tight circles, casting furtive glances towards the Slytherin table. Mattheo's senses were on high alert, every fiber of his being attuned to the undercurrents of the room. His eyes narrowed as he caught snippets of conversation.

"…heard they collapsed…"

"…rushed to the hospital wing…"

"…could be serious…"

Mattheo's heart hammered in his chest. He stood abruptly, his chair scraping loudly against the stone floor. His friends looked up in surprise, but he paid them no mind. His focus was singular: you.

The corridors blurred as he sprinted towards the hospital wing, a storm of emotions swirling within him. Anger, fear, and an overwhelming need to see you safe. He burst through the double doors, startling Madam Pomfrey.

"Where are they?" His voice was a growl, barely contained panic evident in his eyes.

"Calm down, Mr. Riddle," Madam Pomfrey replied, her tone stern but not unkind. "They're resting. You can see them, but quietly."

He nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he followed her to a secluded bed. There you were, pale and fragile-looking, but breathing steadily. The sight of you, though worrying, brought a measure of relief. He approached slowly, his heart in his throat.

"Hey," he whispered, his voice softer than he'd intended. "You gave me quite a scare."

You stirred, eyelids fluttering open. A weak smile touched your lips when you saw him. "Mattheo… what are you doing here?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he retorted gently, trying to mask his worry with humor. "What happened?"

You sighed, looking embarrassed. "I guess I overdid it. Didn't realize I was pushing myself too hard."

Mattheo's jaw tightened. "You know how easily you get sick. You should've been more careful."

You looked away, guilt etched on your features. "I didn't want to be a burden…"

"A burden?" His voice cracked, the raw emotion evident. "You could never be a burden. Don't you understand that?"

You reached out, your hand trembling slightly as you took his. "I'm sorry, Mattheo. I didn't mean to worry you."

He squeezed your hand, his grip firm and reassuring. "Just promise me you'll be more careful. I can't lose you."

Tears welled in your eyes at the sincerity in his voice. "I promise."

He sat beside you, not letting go of your hand. "You scared me half to death, you know. When I heard the rumors…"

"Rumors?" you echoed, a hint of confusion in your voice.

"Yeah," he nodded, a dark look crossing his face. "People were saying all sorts of things. I thought… I thought something terrible had happened."

"I'm okay," you reassured him softly. "Just need some rest."

Mattheo's shoulders relaxed a fraction, but his eyes remained vigilant. "I'm staying here until you're better."

"You don't have to—"

"I want to," he interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Besides, who else is going to make sure you don't overexert yourself?"

You chuckled, the sound light despite your fatigue. "Alright, Mr. Overprotective. You win."

A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Damn right I do."

The hours passed with Mattheo keeping a close watch over you, his presence a comforting anchor in the sea of your discomfort. He fetched water, adjusted your pillows, and even convinced Madam Pomfrey to let him bring some of your favorite snacks from the kitchens.

As evening fell, you found yourself feeling much better, thanks in no small part to Mattheo's care. The two of you talked quietly, sharing stories and laughter. The earlier tension melted away, replaced by a warmth that seemed to envelop you both.

"Mattheo," you murmured as the night grew darker, "thank you. For everything."

He looked at you, his eyes soft and filled with an emotion that made your heart flutter. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "Anytime. You mean a lot to me, you know that?"

You nodded, the unspoken words hanging in the air between you. "You mean a lot to me too."

In that moment, the storm that had threatened to break you both apart only served to strengthen your bond. As you drifted off to sleep, Mattheo stayed by your side, watching over you with a protective, almost tender, gaze. The angst of the day faded, replaced by a newfound understanding and closeness.

Hours passed, and when you woke again, the room was dimly lit by the setting sun. Mattheo was still by your side, his head resting on the edge of the bed as he dozed. You watched him for a moment, gratitude swelling in your chest. Despite his often gruff exterior, he cared deeply for you.

As if sensing your gaze, he stirred and opened his eyes. “Hey,” he said softly. “How are you feeling?”

“Better,” you replied, your voice stronger. “Thanks to you.”

He chuckled. “I didn’t do anything.”

“You were here,” you said simply. “That’s enough.”

He smiled, his eyes warm. “Always.”

The door creaked open, and Madam Pomfrey entered with a tray of potions. “Time for your medicine,” she announced.

Mattheo helped you sit up, his touch gentle. As you took the potions, you couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection for him. He had been so frantic with worry, but now his eyes were soft, his demeanor calm.

Once Madam Pomfrey left, he settled back into his chair, taking your hand again. “You really scared me today, you know.”

“I’m sorry,” you said, squeezing his hand. “I didn’t mean to.”

“I know,” he sighed. “Just… promise me you’ll take it easy for a while. For my sake, if not for yours.”

“I will,” you promised. “I’ll be more careful.”

“Good,” he said, leaning back and closing his eyes. “Because I don’t think my heart can take another scare like that.”

You laughed softly, feeling the warmth of his hand in yours. “I’ll do my best.”

As the evening light faded, you felt a sense of peace settle over you. With Mattheo by your side, you knew you could face anything. The fear and worry of the day melted away, replaced by the comforting presence of your best friend.

No matter what happened, you knew he’d always be there to protect you.

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LIGHTS, CAMERAS, ACTION.

🎬 includes: aged up! midoriya izuku, bakugō katsuki, todoroki shōtō, & kaminark denki; + kirishima eijirō cameo!

🎬 warnings: 18+ content, fem! reader, pornstar & quirkless au, oral [m&f giving/receiving], vibrators, lots of fucking, threesome, orgasm torture but gentle, lingerie, shower sex, slight name calling (“slut”). not proofread so some parts may sound as though they were written by a degenerate

🎬 notes: here is THEE fabled pornstar au. hero names -> pornstar names. i had so much fun writing this — it may be the new crowning jewel of my blog.. after hours of writing, i hope you all enjoy! <3

DEKU.

☆ known as UA studios’ sweetheart, he has a wild side that viewers go crazy for! his most successful videos involve pussy eating, anal sex, food play, and ads for sex toys/clothing.

“alright,” the director, iida, says to you, “have you reviewed the script? do you understand our requirements?” a friendly makeup artist dusts a hint of blush across your cheeks, and smiles at her work. the makeup look is balanced between noticeable and natural — meant to compliment the lingerie adorning your body beneath your short dress.

“yes, i’ve reviewed it. no fake moans, of course.”

“that’s right. everything must be completely natural. we’re trying to sell pleasure, good sex, and lingerie.”

iida smiles at you, and looks around at the staff waiting for his order. “everyone, please get into position! deku, y/n, remember, you can say cut at any time.”

the cameramen assemble behind their equipment, and iida sits in his chair, script packet in hand. you and deku walk towards the bedroom setup, standing behind the door, preparing to walk on set. “action!”

deku pulls you into his arms, kissing you hard while one of his hands yanks at the door handle. he rams into it with his shoulder, and the both of you are suddenly beneath the warm set lights looking down into the cozy bedroom. you moan, tipping your head back slightly to suck on one of his soft lips, earning a desperate groan from him. when he pushes his hips against yours, your breath catches in your throat when his clothed cock presses against your thinly covered pelvis. part of you didn’t expect him to be this aroused, considering the amount of women he’s been with. you pull back gently, lines from the script flashing in your mind. “i need you so badly, deku.”

deku knows it’s a script, but goddamn do you sound convincing — like you truly want him more than anything. he kisses at your neck, arms wrapped around you, and tugs you with him down onto the bed. now you’re on top of him, in your see-through dress, grinding down on his pelvis and cock desperately. groaning, he flips the two of you over and cages you beneath him with his arms and chest. according to the script, one of his hands should be wandering under your dress and caressing whatever he can touch, but he stares at you instead, enamored with how beautiful you look. he kisses you one last time, and slips off your dress, his eyes going wide at the lacy lingerie adorning your body.

squirming under his gaze, you let your legs fall open, and he leans forward to kiss down your body, starting at your collarbone. he yanks at your bra straps, struggling to get the damn thing off you.

“sit up for me, baby.” deku murmurs, undoing the clasps on your back swiftly and laying you back down on the duvet once the bra’s off. going off script again, he squeezes your tits and sucks a nipple into his mouth. “oh, you’re so fucking beautiful.” your face warms and your back arches off the bed, pressing your tits into his face. his large, scarred hands grasp your tits eagerly, and more wetness pools in the underwear you’re supposed to be selling.

your hips jerk and twist beneath and against his own, and he moans loudly, desperately. deku finally pulls away from your tits, and focuses his attention on your clothed pussy. you’ve completely wet the lacy underwear through and through, causing it to become skin tight against your pussy; your wet folds are now extra defined.

“what a pretty pussy,” deku gasps, slipping his fingers into the crotch part of the underwear and yanking it to the side, exposing your fluttering cunt. with the script and its lines completely abandoned, you and deku make your own ad — “please, deku, wanna cum for you.”

breathlessly, he grabs your hips and tugs your pussy into his face, your clit bumping against his nose. now propped up against the pillows and fully naked, you watch the way he jerks his hips into the bed through lidded eyes. the sight of his desperation adds to your arousal, and you let out a whimper when he easily slips two fingers into you. deku begins a fast, rough pace with his fingers, pumping them in and out of you mercilessly. he takes your clit between his lips and sucks, switching between sucking and licking. you’re blissed out, eyes rolled back and body trembling — all you can hear are deku’s moans and the squelches your pussy makes from his fingers.

“oh, deku,” the thought that your throat will be sore from how loud you are tomorrow flashes through your mind briefly, “please don’t stop!”

he grips you tighter, pushes his face into your pussy more, trying to get impossibly closer to you. his hips quicken against the bed, his pants slipping off him. wait, when had he undone them?

you muffle a scream by pressing the back of your hand to your mouth when he starts to curl his fingers inside you, his large fingers hitting the right spots deep inside you and stretching you out. “pleasepleaseplease,” you don’t even know what you’re begging for, you’re so far gone. “deku, don’t stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

suddenly, your hips buck into his face and there are hot sparks inside of your body, all over you. something in your pussy snaps, and you squirt all over him helplessly. the duvet is splashed, and you even get some on your belly and pelvis. deku takes most of your cum right in the face, his eyes closed and his mouth wide open.

shaking, you use your fingers to collect some of the liquid on your pelvis, and then press them into his open mouth. he moans, sucking on your fingers, his own body shaking. you lean forward slightly, eyes widening when you see a very noticeable wet spot on the front of his boxers, and some dampness on the duvet beneath him. his face is completely wet with your slick and squirt, and you cup his cheeks in your hands and kiss him, moaning when you taste yourself.

you both sit like that in silence, panting and coming down from your highs. until you both turn to iida and the cameramen, who look very surprised. he clears his throat. “we said cut a while ago.”

DYNAMIGHT.

☆ notorious for his rough demeanor and handling of co-stars, UA studios’ dynamight is popular internationally. his close friendship with fellow star red riot is revered; very occasionally, they collaborate together.

“okay, is everyone situated?” the director, iida asks, taking a step back to look over the setup. a stage crew member adds a pillow behind red riot, and smooths out the crimson couch cushion.

“hurry up and start fuckin’ filming.” dynamight holds the base of his cock tightly, trying to not lose his erection. you’re positioned between him and red riot, tits out, legs spread and sitting lazily. red riot sits behind you, a ring around the base of his cock, squeezing hard enough for a bit of precum to sit atop the head of his cock.

“bakugo!” he hisses, “no need to be so rude to them. i’m sorry for him, everyone.” typically, the rule is to only call co-stars by their porn names, to protect each other’s identities, but the three of you are friends outside of the industry, so none of you follow that rule with each other.

“thank you, kirishima.” iida glances at bakugo pointedly, then turns to sit in his director’s chair. he holds the script packet in his hand, and the clapperboard in the other. “action!” the cameras begin rolling at the clap.

immediately, bakugo grabs your chin and pulls you into a kiss, nipping at your lips while kirishima takes one of your nipples into his mouth and starts to suck. you moan against bakugo’s lips, your left hand sliding from your side up and into kirishima’s soft red hair, and you push his head into your chest further. at your right thigh, you feel bakugo’s cock hardening, ready for your attention. your hand wraps around it, thumb rubbing at the sensitive spot below his tip, and he groans, glaring at how kirishima’s taking up most of your focus. he leans over, and threads his fingers through his hair and tugs him right off your chest.

“oi! d’you want her pussy or her mouth?” kirishima’s face flushes, and he glances towards your pelvis silently.

“get on your hands and knees.” bakugo’s command leaves no room for hesitation, and you do exactly what he tells you. kirishima positions himself on his stomach, and places each of his hands on your ass cheeks. while bakugo gestures for you to open your mouth, kirishima presses his face into your pussy, his tongue dragging up and down your slit and collecting all your wetness. his fingers slip inside you, and your eyes fall shut for a moment when he matches bakugo’s pace.

you moan loudly, wiggling your ass back onto kirishima’s face, your mouth opening for bakugo’s large cock. “take it, princess.” he says, using a rare nickname. he exhales shakily once his tip passes between your lips, and pushes all the way in, smirking when you choke loudly.

slowly, he pistons his cock in and out of your mouth, speeding up when he hears you moan. you gasp around his cock when kirishima laps at your clit, his tongue silky soft against you. “red—! don’t stop.” your plea is muffled on bakugo’s cock, and he snaps his hips into your mouth faster when he hears you. bakugo groans loudly when he looks over your body, making eye contact with kirishima.

kirishima’s hands move from your ass cheeks to your hips, and he tugs you closer to him, licking your clit harder. “…taste so sweet,” he moans softly, and you clench on his fingers, jerking your hips back. the faster you cum, the faster he gets to have his way with you when he fucks you. gasping, your eyes travel from bakugo’s pelvis, up his sculpted body, to his face; his brows are knitted in concentration to not cum, and his jaw is slack from the pleasure.

“gonna cum,” you whine, your voice likely unheard over the sounds of bakugo’s groans and your throat being fucked. kirishima hears you, however, and licks your clit through your orgasm. he rises to his knees, uses his hands to spread your ass cheeks, and while you’re still twitching from cumming, he pushes his tip into you. then he snaps his hips forward, his cock sliding all the way inside you and bottoming out.

you gasp loudly, tears forming in your eyes and you stare into bakugo’s eyes. however, he and kirishima exchange a glance, and kirishima starts to fuck you hard and deep, and bakugo matches his pace. choking, you let out a sob at the way you’re being absolutely pounded from both ends. kirishima slaps your ass hard, and tosses his head back in bliss.

“fuck, i needed this. dynamight, should we cover her in cum or fill her up?”

“fill her up, red,” bakugo groans, desperately fighting off his orgasm, “and fuck her harder, for god’s sake.”

one of kirishima’s hands wanders to the small of your back, and he presses down slightly, keeping the both of you steady. the other hand snakes beneath your belly, and presses hard on your lower stomach, right above your pelvis. then, he slams his hips into you with much more gusto, his sounds reverberating throughout the studio. spit drips from your lips and down your chin, and tears flow freely down your face. kirishima’s thick cock is so deep inside you, and you’re so full of pressure you feel like you might explode. and bakugo — god, his cock’s stuffing your throat to its limit, and all you can think about is how much you need their cum.

you pull back off bakugo’s cock and bury your face in the couch cushions below you, sobbing as you throw your ass back onto kirishima. when you come back up, gasping, you say to both of them, begging, “fill me up and make me yours.” then you put all of your weight on your knees, and lift your arms to wrap them around bakugo’s waist, tugging him and his sexy adonis belt into your face. your mouth opens, welcoming his cock again, and with the change of position, he’s able to pound your mouth deeply enough for your nose to hit his pelvis.

with kirishima’s balls smacking into your clit and his cock pounding you so well, plus the added pressure on your lower belly, you find yourself cumming a second time, bakugo’s cock absorbing your loud, whiny moans. that one orgasm causes some sort of chain reaction — as kirishima fucks you through it, you feel another building, then crescendoing just as quickly as it came. but this one is different than the orgasms that preceded it; it feels so much stronger, and your pussy sounds really wet.

bakugo’s cock tightens and you know he can’t hold it back anymore. “shit, i’m so close.”

kirishima is the loudest of the three of you, his voice shaking and wavering as he registers that the three of you are all about to cum at the same time. “fuckfuckfuck, cumming, cum—”

“‘m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna—”

bakugo cups the back of your head harshly, pushing you into his pelvis as he fills up your mouth with an uncharacteristic whimper that he could care less about quieting. your pussy clenches like a vice, and you squirt, spraying kirishima’s abs and pelvis with your cum. the redhead pushes as deep as he can inside you when he fills you up, and whines as he fucks you through it, his cock screaming with overstimulation. bakugo does the same, overstimulating himself too, and they both collapse towards each other, the three of you knocked out in a pile.

“cut!” iida shouts, and the crew rushes to grab cleanup supplies.

SHŌTŌ.

☆ one of UA studios’ most popular stars, shōtō is the audience’s dream fuck. men and women alike go wild over his simple yet sinful roleplay videos, moans, physique, and gentle yet firm treatment of his co-stars.

“now, we’ve already taken most of the footage for the rest of the film, so the shower scene will wrap this up.” director iida eyes both you and shoto earnestly, then adjusts his glasses. “i’d prefer to shoot this in one take, since it’s the end of the day and i’m sure everyone is raring to clock out.”

“of course, i understand,” you nod, and shoto says, “that’s right.”

“great! you’ve read over the script well, yes?”

the two of you nod silently; director iida quickly rushes over to his chair and snatches the clapperboard from his assistant with a whispered thank you. shoto steps out of the bathroom set, and walks into the living room area. you shed your robe and place it on a hanger, then step into the shower, drawing the curtain closed behind you. then, you turn on the water and wait.

“action!”

having already shot the rest of the footage prior to the shower scene, there’s no need to waste any time. squeezing a bit of softly scented body wash onto your hands, you lather it up until it becomes bubbly, then you rub it all over your torso, making sure to get plenty of suds onto your tits. scanning the shower for your face wash, you groan audibly when you realize it was misplaced elsewhere in your shared apartment.

“sho!” you call loudly, your heart fluttering at the thought of what’s coming next. “could you get my face wash, please?”

you continue washing your body, bubbles sliding from your skin to the floor. you hear faint footsteps in the hallway, then the door opens and shoto says from behind the curtain, “here’s your face wash, it was in the kitchen, by the sink.”

“thank you!” he’s been watching your silhouette move on the other side of the flowery curtain, face visibly warming at the thought of you being completely naked, this close to him. he’s still holding onto the face wash, now looking at your used panties and shorts on the counter. his eyes are honing in on the damp spot in the middle of your panties, the way it looks just a bit too sticky to be regular discharge — you were horny today, weren’t you?

fuck, all he can think about is stealing your panties… wrapping them around his cock and using them to help him jerk off to you. the camera zooms in on his hands when he allows himself to pick up your panties, then on his mouth when he brings them to his lips and licks away your slick.

“sho, my face wash?” you ask, sounding confused. your (fake) roommate tosses the panties down, his cock now rock hard in his sweats.

“right, i’m so sorry.” not thinking straight, he snatches the fabric of the shower curtain and its lining and yanks it to the side, exposing you. you, his pretty little roommate, with suds all over her tits, tiny bubbles caught in the fine hairs at your pelvis (yes, he looked. and for a rather long time). you’re surprised, shock and shyness and embarrassment written all over your face, but you don’t dare to close the shower curtain and kick him out of the bathroom.

after all, you’d hoped something like this would happen.

following the script, he’s the first to look away as he hands you the face wash. the curtain falls from his grasp; you notice the outline of his cock in his sweats, and he acts as though he’s about to walk away, off to jerk his cock somewhere in his room.

“sho,” your tone is flirtatious, yet oh so needy as you set the face wash down and open the curtain further. “if you don’t get the hell in here and fuck me right now, i swear i’ll—”

before you know it, his clothes are in a messy pile on the floor, and his cock is bobbing as he gets into the shower with you. your back hits cool tiles and yet all you feel is warmth when shoto kisses you, your heart starting to race as his pelvis meets yours. shoto pulls you off the tiles and closer into his chest, groaning quietly at your soapy tits and hard nipples.

“i can’t tell you how long i’ve needed this,” he chokes out, squeezing your tits in his hand. “how i’ve always been waiting for this.”

so far, the script is halfway through. “oh yeah?” you reply breathlessly, “you’re talkin’ like i haven’t been waiting either.”

“waiting for you to—ah!—fill me up and fuck me u-until i can’t stand.” your body and voice shake as his fingers slip between your thighs, the pads of his fingertips grazing your clit and dipping into your soaked slit.

“you’re ready, aren’t you, babygirl?” the nickname rolls off his tongue easily, “prepped yourself before this shower, yes?”

“yes, shoto.”

“what a slut.”

your face burns when you moan involuntarily, hips twisting as he pulls away his fingers. he licks away your wetness, slaps your ass, and whispers heavily, “bend over for me.”

and you do, suds washing off your back since you’re in the stream of the water, both hands planted firmly against the wall. as shoto positions himself behind you, he takes off the shower head; the camera zooms in on your sticky folds, your cunt fluttering at what’s to come. you’d heard privately from some of shoto’s last co-stars, and rumors from all around the studio — his cock was big, and he knew how to use it to make whoever he was with scream. additionally you’d seen the videos online, clips of him stretching out so many women, their screams of pleasure heard in each.

“fuck!” a shockwave of pleasure rushes through you and you register that shoto’s got the shower head aimed at your clit, and the settings are up high. he slaps your ass hard, and your legs spread slightly. grabbing the base of his cock firmly, he guides his tip between your folds, and pushes in gently. you moan, pushing your ass towards him, desperately wanting his full length. “so fucking eager, huh?” he teases, using his free hand to grip your hip firmly; he draws his hips back, then slams all the way inside you, his cock stretching you close to your limits.

you moan sharply, tears burning in your eyes almost immediately. “g-god, you’re perfect,” he hisses, pressing the shower head closer to you, already pounding you hard.

“isn’t this better than taking my panties?” you ask boldly, breathlessly.

“isn’t this better than jerking off in your room, listening to me and my hookups fuck?” he questions you smoothly, and your attitude falls away when the head of his cock slams right into your g-spot.

“oh! r-right there, sho, please.”

“i want to hear you,” he insists, “i want to hear you begging f’me.”

“fuck me hard,” you gasp, tears flowing down your cheeks just as the suds on your tits do. “fuck me, and cum inside me, and u-use me how you want to!”

the script is halfway through, as is the scene, but you don’t want him to stop. the camera zooms in on where you’re connected to him, his cock wet with your stringy slick as he snaps himself in and out of your creamy pussy.

“i will, i will,” he soothes you, his hand slipping and pressing the shower head flush again your clit. with the settings as high as they are, the water proves to be too much, and you find yourself letting out a scream.

“sho—oh! shoto, i’m cumming—”

he fucks you through your orgasm, his head lolling back as he gasps, beginning to struggle to hold his own back. your body shakes as he continues with his ruthless pounding; you feel dizzy when his cock hits the deepest spots inside of you. the shower head is still at your clit, overstimulating you, and even though your pussy is screaming, you don’t remove it.

“fill me up, pleasepleaseplease— i need your cum more than anything else!”

only one orgasm and you’re already feeling dumb on his cock, pussy clenching with desperation as his cock twitches inside you.

shoto pictures the panties outside of the shower that he’d had on his face, taking in your scent and taste. he remembers the times he’d heard you indulging in your own pleasure, messing around with your fingers, hoping that you’d one day be full of cock. his cock. your roommate used to toss and turn in his bed before he’d get out the lotion and open your instagram.

(clips will be edited into the current scene by director iida and the rest of the crew.)

“oh god, fuck— i’m gonna fill you up, and i-i don’t want you to wash it out. i want you to be dripping when you come back and i fuck you again.”

his part of the script is over, and it’s now your turn to nod desperately, then beg him for his cum like a good slut, for the sake of the film— but you’re not acting like he is.

with a deep, gasping groan, shoto unloads inside of you, his cock twitching as he fills you to the brim, some cum leaking out of the sides of your pussy. he collects it on his fingers, and puts the shower head away, then pushes his fingers into your mouth.

“cut! that was excellent, the two of you! we won’t be needing to do another take.” director iida rushes up to you with praises, and shoto fucks into you shallowly, causing you to gasp.

“let’s meet in my office sometime later,” shoto offers with a smile, “to review the footage.”

CHARGEBOLT.

☆ sponsored by many sex toy companies, large and small, UA studios’ chargebolt is recognized by the way he wields his large collection of vibrators! the audience never knows what to expect from him, besides overstimulation of either himself, or his co-star.

after hours, chargebolt—denki, your best friend from UA studios— relaxes with you in your shared apartment and watches movies with you on the couch. occasionally, he’ll start his camboy streams in his bedroom, but he’s usually by himself, until tonight.

as he empties a box of vibrators beside his clothed lap, his phone buzzes as more of his fans join his livestream and leave comments. “guys, slow down,” he whines, struggling to read all the comments; his face changes when he reads a certain comment. “WHAT!? WHO JUST TOLD ME TO BEND OVER AND GET OILED UP??” after a pause, he huffs, “guys, i’m so close to making you all pay to join these lives.”

before denki can start talking to his audience again, the door opens rather loudly and he startles, his body jerking.

“what are you doing?” you ask, eyes moving from his phone and then to his own slowly. your hand finds its place on your hip, and you lean against the door frame, an eyebrow raised.

denki warms, his mouth suddenly dry. “oh.. i’m on a live stream.”

“so you’re a pornstar in the day, and a camboy in the night?” you chuckle ruefully, pushing off the door frame and walking towards him.

“well, yeah,” he forces himself to look away from his phone, and keep himself focused on you, standing over him.

chargeboltsballs — he has a gf ??

therockst4r — YOOO WHO IS SHE

sumumiya — istg if he doesnt fuck her

tipsnwhips — OMG SHE SOUNDS HOT ASF

BBYGIRLLL DONATED $20 AND SAID “invite her on”

“aren’t they curious?” you ask with a giggle, reading some of the comments.

he looks up at you, his face bright red. he can’t believe he’s introducing his camboy audience to his best friend with benefits, that he secretly has a crush on. at this point, you might as well be his girlfriend. “uh,” denki struggles to get over the embarrassment and shyness, “would you mind joining the stream with me?”

“sure,” you sit down cross legged beside him, wearing only a thin pajama top and short shorts. “i’ve actually never been on a stream before, what do we do?”

“we can answer and ask questions, or we can see what people ask of us. i typically do what people ask for donations, or if everyone is in favor of an idea. and there are rules that everyone must follow in here, so nothing bad will be suggested.”

you read a comment, laughing lightly. “no, i’m not his girlfriend. we’re best friends.”

denki notices how easily you laugh it off, and wishes he could find a way to tell you how he really feels. luckily, a commenter comes to the rescue.

Y/NSTITTY DONATED $25 AND SAID “wtf are y’all waiting for?? show us what being fwbs is like! :)”

you and denki scoot away from the camera, and closer to each other — you cup his jaw in your hand and pull him into a smoldering kiss, and he moans desperately, pressing himself closer to you. his hand lands on your back, fingers tugging at the hem of your thin pajama top. meanwhile, your hands insistently yank at the elastic waistband of his sweats.

with half lidded eyes, your lips part, still connected by a thin string of your shared saliva. now on your knees, you quickly rid yourself of your pajama top, and then drag his sweatpants down his legs. you remain in your underwear and shorts; he still has his shirt and boxers.

face hot and chest heaving, you glance towards the phone, which is exploding with comments that are moving far too quickly to read. “what next?” you both ask at the same time, his eyes on your tits.

unanimously, the comments are all asking for him to use his vibrators on you. some request that he tortures you with orgasms, others mention that you should be edged. in your UA studios videos, edging is one of your specialties.

hungrily, you fling yourself into his chest, biting and sucking at his neck. your hands pull his cock free from his boxers, which are wet with precum — he moans against your skin, shaking with need. “gonna torture me, hmm?” sloppily, you rub at his cock, thumb circling the wet head deliciously.

“lay back, babe,” denki finds himself saying, his confident persona back again. “gonna set you up here.”

the comments explode with celebration, excited for what’ll come next. you lay back onto the generous amount of towels he has set up, tugging off your shorts and underwear, ass looking soft and oh so delectable.

denki spreads your legs and spins you from your vertical position to a horizontal one, showing off your wet pussy. with some silky restraints, he secures a wand to your left thigh, the head of the vibrator nudging your clit. he repeats the same with your right thigh, your clit now trapped between two vibrators. in all your time being friends with benefits, he’s never used two vibrators on you at once.

“get on your knees,” he says, his cock bobbing as he stands. with greed that unmatches your excitement in your films or clips, you take his cock into your throat, hands rising to his hips to pull him towards your face. immediately, denki finds himself moaning, one hand tangling in your hair and pushing your head down further; his other hand grasps a small black remote that blinks with light.

chargeboltsballs — damn i’ve never seen her suck dick like that

coconutsss — they have chemistry fr.

“fuck, you f-feel so good,” denki tosses his head back, turning on both vibrators. your hips jerk as he adjusts them to a low-medium setting, the vibrations hitting your clit and flowing through your body like waves.

he tugs you in, your nose pressing into the finely groomed blonde hairs of his pelvis. you moan loudly, your eyes closing as you lean into the sensations of the vibrators. when they open, denki’s looking down at you with a flushed face and eyes full of desire.

you slurp down his cock, developing a fast rhythm so good he bites his cheeks and prays for the strength to hold back his load. he turns up the vibrators, easily switching them to the maximum strength.

you choke on his length, eyes watering as you stare into his own, your hips jerking into thin air. still, you don’t let this newfound pleasure interfere with your cock sucking — you feel his cock tighten a few times, then realize he’s holding himself back.

“let me fuck your throat,” he murmurs, gently pushing you back so you’ll rest on your knees, soaking in more of the sensation from the vibrators. you moan loudly, “c-chargebolt!” even though you really mean to say his name.

smiling faintly, he presses his cock into your open mouth and cups the back of your head roughly. in and out, he fucks into your mouth, his head falling back every time his tip hits the back of your throat and you gag, tightening around him. between your legs, both vibrators are covered in your slick, dripping onto the floor. your back stiffens when the head of his cock hits a spot that’s extra deep in your throat, and then you can’t take the vibrators any more.

with a desperate whine, you cum hard, your pussy spasming and dripping with more of your juices. tears roll down your cheeks when he keeps fucking your mouth, his pace slowing with a few gasps. the vibrators continue, pushing you through your sensitivity, and you quickly orgasm again, nearly falling onto your back.

denki pulls his cock from your mouth, and instructs you to position yourself in front of the phone. “get on your forearms and knees. i want your face down and your ass up, babe.”

“y-yes!” you agree, reading some of the comments in hopes that they’ll help you ignore the vibrators.

juicybaby6 — he’s so lucky tf!!

grndmsters — wonder how many times she’ll cum… betting 6 times

CHARGEISMYMAN DONATED $10 AND SAID “fuck her brains out bro 🫡”

denki laughs, “will do!” and pushes into your vibrating pussy, groaning loudly at the feeling. you’re so tight around him, so wet and hot — and you’re also vibrating, which feels extra nice on his cock.

“oh, fuck!” you press your face into a towel, nearly squealing when he develops a decent pace, feeling overwhelmed. “i—i’m so sensitive, i don’t think i can take it.”

“don’t worry, babe,” denki coos affectionately, “you’ll be perfectly fine.” after the words leave him, he immediately starts to pound you, hand landing sharply against your ass.

you gasp, pushing your ass closer to his cock, body shaking with effort as you hold yourself up. “i—i’m gonna cum again, please—” you want to beg him to turn off the vibrators, but you feel too fucking good to stop. with a cry, you cum again, statin to sob when the vibrations continue.

denki fucks your puffy pussy mercilessly, groaning loudly. “babe,” he gasps, “i’m gonna —fuck!—cum soon, p-please cum with me!”

just the sounds of his moans have you cumming for a third time. feeling dizzy, you muster out an “mhm, mhm, i’ll try” as the vibrations begin to feel both pleasureful and painful.

crying, you stare right into the phone at your best friend behind you, at how he’s completely unraveling. comments flood in, thirsting over the both of you and how fucked out you look. denki whines loudly, “oh, i’m cumming— with me, cum with me baby!”

a scream rips from your throat as he cums inside you, filling you up to the brim and then some. your fourth orgasm of the night hits you like a train, and all you cry out, “denki!” as your pussy spasms on his cock, feeling a little raw from the vibrators but oh so satisfied. without wasting time, denki rips the tied vibrators from you; they hit the floor loudly, absolutely soaked.

he pulls out for a second and then flips you over and lays you down, pushes back in, and he fucks you until his cum spills out of you, one of his favorite sights. the comments explode with questions and surprise, some pointing out your accidental reveal of denki’s true name during your orgasm.

he slumps on top of you, face buried in your neck, pecking at your sweaty skin gently. “thank you for joining the stream tonight.. i really had a lot of fun.”

“i can only hope i’ll be invited to join more,” you laugh, brushing his hair away from his face.

“are you kidding me? of course!” denki exclaims, nuzzling into your neck now.

the reveal of denki’s name spreads like wildfire online, and you both wake up cuddling to find that you’ve both received angry texts from your managers.

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