Hizashi: What’s up, Shōta?

Aizawa, after spending the entire day on a field trip with 1A: My blood pressure.

Basil

Luna! Naga! Hizashi Yamada x Beta! Reader.

(I do not own My Hero Academia or the characters within. Anything associated with that fandom belongs to Horikoshi Kohei. This story belongs to my 2023 Spice-tober collection. I hope you enjoy. If this story isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee move on. Reader discretion is advised.)

TW: sex scene, A/B/O, oviposition, aphrodisiac usage, stomach bulge, monster fucking.

WC: 969

You came back to the log cabin that you and your boyfriend lived in from a grocery run to find that all the lights were off, except for the fireplace which was lit and sections of candles were also lit, giving the place a romantic vibe. You sniffed the air and picked up a faint scent of orange, lemon, basil, and cinnamon. That meant the candles were ones to help cover up the scent. You set your bags on the counter and began to walk around the room, looking for your mate. “Hizashi? Where are you?” You called out, guessing he was hiding somewhere since he had slipped into his rut while you were out.  You sensed something slither around in the darkness of the living room and saw his green eyes illuminated by the flames of the fireplace along with some of his features.

“Right here, my love. I wondered where you had gone.” He spoke in a deeper tone than his normal one. He emerged from his hiding spot and slithered over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. He pulled you close and kissed you on the mouth. You could smell the strong scent of oranges and cinnamon coming off his neck and you knew at that moment you were in danger. He pulled you close to his body and before you could react, you felt his fangs pierce the skin of your neck and a warm feeling begin to spread throughout your body, reaching to every tip of your fingers and toes. You fell limp against him and he carried you into his den and laid you out on the thick and warm blanket he used to line the bottom of his nest and he pulled your pants down. You looked down and watched as he kissed down your stomach and leaving a bite mark on your inner thigh before he went down on you and eat you out. Since he had given you a dose of his aphrodisiac and being a Beta made you more susceptible to being temporarily but fully paralyzed but in a state of bliss, he had used this to his advantage to bring you to his den so he could ride out his rut in you. You felt waves of pleasure coursing through your body until you felt your body tense up and Hizashi drank up your cum before he sat up and licked his lips and smirked. Your eyes widened and he propped himself over your head and he kissed you deeply. You kissed him back and he pulled away from you just enough that you could watch as his dual cocks slip out of their pocket and line up with your hole and tease your entrance with the tips.

You glanced down and looked back up at him, giving him an approving signal, allowing him to slide inside of your core. You let your eyes roll into the back of your head and you shut your eyes, allowing another wave of pleasure coarse through your body. He began to thrust, eventually allowing his knots to pop onto your pussy and become stuck. He let out a hissing groan of discomfort and tried to move a little but he couldn’t. With this, he kissed you and let out short and quick thrusts to let his clutch of eggs fill your womb. With these thrusts, you could see the tip of his larger cock poke up against the wall of your uterus and under your belly button. He let out quiet groans as he felt the eggs go through his cock and into your womb, pausing when one slid through and dropped down, hitting against one of the other eggs and growing warm, filling you up slowly until his full clutch was in you and made you swell to a size that made you look about six months pregnant already. But Hizashi wasn’t done, he still had to fertilize the eggs. He shuddered when the last egg dropped into you and he kissed you deeply after it had joined all the other eggs in your over stretched womb. “Good little beta. You took my whole clutch this time. Are you ready to have them fertilized?” He asked in a spoke in a husky tone. You let out a quiet moan as a bit of the aphrodisiac was beginning to wear off. Hizashi slid up to your neck and bit your again, giving you a fresh dose of the aphrodisiac, making you fall quiet once again and you looked up at him.

“Can’t have you getting away from me now, can I? I need you to be nice and full for me and I’d hate for you to get loose.” He spoke and kissed you again before thrusting more into you, until his knots slipped in a little farther into you, making you clamp down on his cocks and he released his entire load into you with a groan of relief. He stayed inside of your core for a moment before he pulled out and laid next to you, wrapping his tail around you and passing out. You looked over at him and moved a bit to get comfortable and rub your stomach to help with the soreness of your stretched out skin. You eventually let yourself relax enough to fall asleep as well, letting Hizashi’s scent of oranges, lemons, and basil help you sleep. The end.

Hizashi is dissapointed yet not surprised

i got inspired by my bday piece so animal ear time !!

Happy Birthday

Hizashi Yamada/Present Mic (7th July)

My Hero Academia

some dadmic because it's amazing

Also bonus shinsou:

Family Cuddle❤️

Happy Pride Month y'all!! 💖🧡💛💚💙💜

Much needed levity for Erasermic between the battles i cant imagine that Aizawa could survive a lifetime with Present Mic without being a LITTLE bit sillygoofy

(shigaraki is somewhere offscreen like 'eraserhead said what??😭'

Hizashi: Is this seat taken?

Nemuri: N-

Hizashi: *jumps into Aizawa’s lap while there is a wide open chair right next to him*

Hizashi: God fucking dammit! I guess I’ll have to sit with Aizawa

Cockwarming

Day 6 of Spicytober Featuring Hizashi Yamada x reader

(I do not own Hizashi Yamada/ Present Mic. Horikoshi Kohei does. If this isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices or brew of coffee, move on. Reader discretion is advised. @lhcartoonist has requested to be tagged with the stories featuring Hizashi Yamada.)

Wc: 2,003

Tw: semi-public sex, confession of feelings, giving praise.

You were speed-walking to the station where you were interning at. Your arms were full of items you needed to get through the day. You had your work bag, the coffee order you had been sent last minute to pick up, and your gym bag that held your hero costume for later that night when you began patrol for the evening after your long day at work. You had arrived at the station and you entered the building through the door under the giant “Put Your Hands Up!” L.E.D sign that was off for the time being as it was still early morning. That’s right, you worked for the Voice Hero: Present Mic. You made your way to your cubical where you dumped your bags and set the coffee order on your desk. You kicked your gym bag under your desk and set your work bag out on your chair. You didn’t notice the hero coming behind you to get his coffee. You rose from having your nose buried in your bag looking for a file folder that had tonight’s script in it to hand off to him and you bumped into him. “Ugh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there. Is there-.” You began to say before you noticed that it was your co-worker. Not just any co-worker but Present Mic. You froze up and felt your face heat up. “Don’t worry, listener. It’s nothing. Thanks for the hot cup of joe, your name is Y/n, right?” He asked you.  

You nodded and he went about his way. “Wait! I meant to give this to you, it’s tonight’s script.” You called after him and handed him the folder. “Thank you, Y/n. I’ll read it over and get back to you.” He spoke and flashed you a smile that made something deep inside come awake.

After you had distributed the rest of the coffees to the other staff and had settled down to get working on the next script, you had received a message from one of your co-workers. “Hey, Y/n, can you be Mic’s co-host tonight? No one has volunteered yet and we didn’t line up any special ones since no one has either requested to be on the show or he’s requested that anyone comes on this time.” You groaned and rolled your eyes. This had been the usual message that had gone around when Mic didn’t have any special co-host such as some kind of other celebrity other than himself on the Friday night music show. You didn’t know why he needed a co-host on a show that mostly played non-stop music on Friday nights except that the hero liked having company during the late-night shows and his usual co-host was another pro hero that worked when he was on air. You typed up a response saying that you’d stay late and be his co-host for tonight before you went about your day answering emails and helping the new interns that got lost on the way to the bathroom. §§§§§

Once the last of the normal day staff had left for the day, it was only you, Present Mic, and the few night shift staff that stayed on to make sure the show ran smoothly. You had glanced down at your gym bag with your uniform inside, picked up the bag, and went to the bathroom to get changed. You came out a few minutes later donning your costume and you walked over to the recording studio with baited breath. You were nervous as you had only been in the studio to either gather up some left-over tapes or papers from the previous show or to help clean up the equipment. You knocked on the door and waited a moment and thought you heard some shuffling, a thud, and a groan. “Come in.” You heard a voice say. It sounded like whoever was inside had just woken up from a nap. You opened the door and saw the hero sitting up on the couch in the back of the studio next to the large window seat that overlooked the busy streets below. “Hi. I’m Y/n from earlier. I was the one who gave you the script for tonight.” You spoke as your heart was pounding knowing that you got to be the co-host on your favorite hero’s own radio show. “Oh, you’re the one that brought the coffee. It was good by the way.” He spoke as he stood up and pulled his leather jacket back on and sat down at the chair in front of the microphone. “I’m guessing you’re the lucky member of the staff that got picked to be my company tonight.” He asked as he prepared some of the equipment for the show that would be live soon.

“Y-yeah. I am. What do I do while I’m in here?” You asked. “Pull up a chair and just hang out. I don’t like being alone during these shows. That’s why I request that someone stays with me. I’d have my roommate join me but he patrols at night and doesn’t like being exposed to the media.” He spoke before looking over at you and he chuckled. “Relax, Y/n. I’m not going to bite you, unless you want me to.” He told you. This made your face heat up more as you pulled a chair from the corner of the room to sit next to him during the show. He put a microphone in front of you before he plugged in a couple more wired and tested the microphone with the producer who gave him a thumbs up before getting up and walking away. This made you even more nervous as you were now completely alone with him. You didn’t know what to think or say because you’ve had a crush on the hero for a long time now and you had a small feeling that he had feelings for you too. You took some deep breaths before the both of you went live. Hizashi had noticed that you were nervous and put a hand on your shoulder. “Relax. Just read over your parts in the script and take some deep breaths. I’m guessing this is your first time live on a radio show?” He asked as he handed you the script you had written. “Yes. This is my first time.” You told him as you took the script from him. “Let me know if I can help you with anything.” He spoke as he walked over to the door and made sure it was locked. You read over the script as the producer came back with a cup of what looked to be coffee in his hand. Hizashi communicated with him for a little bit as you kept reading over the script trying to memorize your lines. You couldn’t manage to even remember your opening line since you were too excited to be in this situation. The hero turned back to you and put his hands on your shoulders. “Y/n, you’re too excited to be in here with me. I can tell. Why don’t you forget the script and just be my guest tonight.” He spoke and pulled gently to the chair to sit down and relax. He sat back down in his chair and looked at you. “I should just get to it and tell you that I’ve developed feelings for you.” He confessed. You looked at him with a stunned look across your face. “Don’t you already have a significant other?” You asked once you found the ability to speak again.

“No. I don’t. But you could be that significant other if you wanted.” He responded and moved closer to you. You nodded and he pulled you into a kiss. The producer saw this and pulled a curtain from his side of the glass that separated the producer’s station from the soundproofed recording room. Hizashi sat back down in his chair and pulled you into his lap. He kissed you again and held you in his lap as he went to your neck to place a few kisses on your neck. The producer tapped on the glass to tell him that it was time to go live. “We will continue this later. Unless…You want to be the sheath for my current boner.” He offered as you had felt something poking against your inner thigh. “Yes.” You spoke quietly. He unzipped his pants and pulled his erect member and helped you down onto it. You covered your mouth to hide the moans that you so desperately wanted to let out. He let out a deep groan and turned to the speaker and gave his introduction without a skip in his speech. You rested against him and did your best to stay still as he talked about the night’s events and took a couple calls while keeping a hand on your hip. After what seemed to be forever, the show went to commercial break. You whimpered and he laid you out on the desk. “I know, I know, I didn’t give you attention. We only have three and a half minutes. So, let’s get down to business. Don’t worry about your moans, princess. The room is soundproofed.” He told you before thrusting into you. You let out the string of moans that you had been holding back into the room. The man above you kissed you deeply and bit gently on your neck just before he pulled you back to hide your face into his chest while he went back to the show. You didn’t know the three and a half minutes went by so quickly when you were on the edge of releasing. You moaned into his neck as he went on talking to callers. He rubbed your back and glanced down at you. He finished up with the callers and put on some music that would keep the listeners occupied for a while. He pulled you out of his chest and looked at you. “You shouldn’t have distracted me when I was with a caller, songbird. You now have my full attention for the next fifteen minutes.” He spoke before he began to pound into you hard for the next couple of minutes to the beat of the music that filled the studio before you shuddered and released. He groaned when he felt you clamp around him and he released his white-hot seed into you. He pulled you close and let you bury your face into his neck for the remainder of the time the both of you had while the rest of the music played over the radio. He rubbed your back and whispered praises into your ear about how good you were for him and how well you behaved yourself when he was talking to the callers. He wrapped up the show and put on the overnight playlist that would keep whoever was listening entertained for the night. He turned the mic off and pulled you off his lap. “Good girl. Let’s get you cleaned up and you can come to my place tonight if you’d like.” He told you as he cleaned up the area and shut off the unnecessary equipment for the nighttime shows. Your mind was still a bit cloudy from the stimulation you had been given and it took you a while to process what he said. “I’d like to stay at your place.” You responded. “Alright. Let’s go.” He said as he gathered up his stuff and held your hand as the two of you walked out of the station together.

Little did the both of you know, the producer had heard everything and the two of you would be the talk of the station by the next morning.

The end.  

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The season is upon us 

what do you mean it didn't go like this

Like old times

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