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#ochaco smut
kirisslut · 2 years
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hiiii im feeling shitty abt my body tonight so could i get headcanons+drabbles with ochako, mina, and toga (separetely) fucking the reader after they hear them complain about not having curves? gender neutral if possible, and dm me if you need any clarification. ty!
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Comforting Reader With No Curves
↬w/ Ochaco Uraraka, Mina Ashido, Himiko Toga x gn!afab!reader
↬Summary: Them fucking the reader after they complain about having no curves
↬Warnings: Insecurity, mirror sex, mention of punishing, sub!reader, idk what else
↬Author's Note: Hi!! Ty for requesting!! I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it!! - JJ <3
↬Do not proceed if you are under 15 as this is a 15+ blog
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Ochaco Uraraka.
She’d give you the softest and most passionate sex ever after she hears you complain about not having curves
She’d honestly be a bit upset because she loves your body and everything about it and she really doesn’t understand how you don’t but she wouldn’t be mad at you, she’d just fuck you so good that you’d forget your own name
Not only would she praise you the entire time but she’d also force you to praise yourself
“You wanna cum, sweetheart? Well tell me how pretty and perfect you are first, then mommy will let you cum, I promise.”
And don’t think she won’t edge you if you don’t because she definitely will, she is not messing around when it comes to this, you’re perfect and deserve to think that you are as well
Ochaco fucking you in missionary position, watching as you struggle to take her strap after your fourth orgasm, “You’re so perfect, love. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you, you have the prettiest hips and chest and waist and the most perfect pussy ever.” She’d ignore you as you whined that it was too much since you weren’t saying the safeword. She’d stare at your beat red face, hearing you whine out, “W-wanna cum, mommy” to which she’d reply “Repeat what I just said to you then, tell me what a perfect little thing you are, then you can cum.”
Mina Ashido.
Gives no fucks about where you are or who you’re with, if she hears you insulting yourself for your lack of curves then she’s dragging you into the nearest room and fucking you senseless
Who do you think you are to insult her property like that? She does not take it lightly and she will fuck you until you have it engraved in your brain what a perfect human being you are
I feel like if she caught you berating yourself in the mirror for it then she’d fuck you right in front of that same mirror, forcing you to watch how pretty you are when she’s fucking you
She’d definitely point out all of her favorite parts of you, and tell you how absolutely perfect you are regardless of what your stupid brain keeps telling you
Mina has you pressed up against her in front of the mirror, your back to her chest as she fingers you, mumbling things into your ear, “Look how pretty and perfect you look. You're squeezing my fingers so tight, it feels that good huh? I love how your hips are thrusting to meet my fingers, that’s so adorable. You’re the prettiest little thing in the entire world, I could stay here for hours and hours. And y’know what? I think I will, gotta show my baby how perfect they are.” And just as she promised, she kept you there for the remainder of the night, making you watch yourself fall apart for her.
Himiko Toga.
She hates when you insult yourself and she will continue to remind you of how much she loves every part of you until you believe her
She will literally punish you if she hears you insult yourself again after the first time though, she is not having it, at all
Toga loves you and you’re perfect, end of story, so quit insulting what belongs to her
“I don’t know why you dislike yourself, darling,” Toga would say while fucking you with her strap, “I think you’re perfect, every single part of you.” Then she’d go over every single part of your body, naming something that she liked or enjoyed about it. She’d praise you and make you feel loved while absolutely destroying your pussy with her strap, she just wants you to feel loved enough to love yourself
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adult!ochaco nsfw
a really cool request asked by an amazing person who is very, very dear to me xx
quick synopsis: you've been friend with ochaco for years now, one night she comes to your home to relax after a long day of chasing villains and saving people. this night is different from the others, after months of flirting,, something might change tonight.
genterneutral!reader x agedup!ochaco
1k+ words
trigger warnings: friends to lovers, oral (f receiving), dom!reader, fingering, overstimulation, teasing and begging
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"hey, are you good over there? you're being quite silent." you softly asked, tilting your head in order to look into her eyes.
ochaco cutely blinked a few times before finally focusing on your eyes, brushing a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, she smiled at you.
"yeah I'm fine, this morning was really exhausting that's all."
you moved closer to her on the couch, your eyes scanning her features.
"you can tell me if you're feeling too tired, I can walk you home so you can get some rest."
"no! I want to stay with you!"
you smiled widly when you heard her answer with no hesitation in her voice.
"okay, but I want you to relax, how about a massage?"
if she wasn't so exhausted she would have blushed, but instead she simply nodded. you both got more comfortable on the couch, you were behind her, in order to have an easy access to her back and shoulders. you slowly started to rub her skin and she immediately sighed in relief. her body was so tense, every one of her muscles was stiff, you massaged her shoulders, and you felt her slowly leaning toward your chest, you could tell her eyes were closed, she was relaxing completely under your touch. softly moving her hair out of the way, you stroked her back and heard her humming a little.
"does that feel good?" you asked, and you noticed her breath got shorter when she heard your voice.
"yes, it feels really good..."
you wanted to curse under your breath, her skin felt so soft under your hands and the little noises she was making were driving you crazy. your body unconsciously leaned against her back, and before you could have any reasonable thoughts you kissed her neck. you immediately put your hands away from her, giving her space if she wanted to move away from you. but she stayed there, completely still. you both drowned in an awkward silence and after a brief moment she finally spoke.
"could you... could you do that again?..."
you took a few seconds to process what she just asked, but your body reacted faster than your brain, you kissed her neck again and again, growing more greedy every time your lips touched her skin. you wanted this for so long now, and it seemed like she wanted that too. soon enough her back was pressed against your chest while you kept kissing her skin, feeling the air growing thicker as every inhalation you took. cupping her face in your hand to look at her, you smiled at the view. her round cheeks were all red and she was breathing heavily, you wondered how more fucked up you could get her. as you softly put your lips on hers, your right hand slowly made its way between her legs, which she closed in startle. you immediately removed your hand from her, but she whined against your mouth at the loss of contact and tried to grab your hand to put it back on her. you smirked at her reaction, your hand slowly descended again, but stopped to trace circles on her thigh.
"do you want me to touch you? you asked as she looked up at you and nodded her head. say it."
"I want you to touch me." she said in a low voice, barely audible.
your hand reached down further, making her gasp when you put it on her inner thigh.
"where do you want me to touch you?"
you could see her cheeks getting impossibly redder as she quickly looked away for a few seconds before looking back at you.
"my pussy... touch my pussy."
you smiled and placed another kiss on her lips just before letting your hand fall exactly where she wanted. this time she spread her legs, her hips bucking a little against your hand. your fingers teasingly ran on the fabric of her pants, and soon enough you heard her whine again. your hand easily slipped under her pants, and you smiled as you felt your fingers get wet. you started to rub her pussy, pushing your fingers against her panties when you found her clit, making her whimper loudly and her body shake against yours. she wanted more, you could tell by how she was trying to restrain her moans and the way her hips were trying to push against your fingers.
"does that feel good?" you asked, already knowing the answer.
"please..." she stopped mid sentence, realizing that she was about to beg.
"please what?" you teased, purposefully stopping the movement of your fingers.
you felt her shiver as she tried to catch her breath.
"please, I want your fingers inside me..."
"if it's asked so nicely I suppose I can do something about it..."
you took your time to move remove her pants and then her panties, making them slowly slide along her legs, making sure she saw the wet patch inside it.
"look at you sweetie, you're so wet, I'm sure if I start with two fingers they'll slide so easily in."
and just like you said, your fingers disappeared into her quivering hole, you curled your fingers inside her and she immediately let out a moan.
"right here!" she couldn't help but whimper, her hand gripping your wrist in a desperate hold.
you pushed your fingers a little harder against her sweet spot and you could tell she was already close, her hips jerking away because of the overwhelming feeling but her pussy still greedily swallowing your fingers. your thumb slided on her clit, rubbing it while you were accelerating the pace.
"are you gonna cum pretty girl?"
you could feel her squeezing around you, her pussy pulsating uncontrollably for you to abuse just a little more. she came in a loud cry, her whole body tensing against your own. you kept fingering her, even when she started trembling.
"wai-wait!" she tried to speak but her words were quickly replaced by loud moans and girlish squeals, now holding onto your wrist like she was holding for her dear life.
her pussy was squeezing your fingers even harder than before, your hand coated in her cum, which was spreading all over her inner thighs. her body was now shaking because of the overstimulation and you knew she was close again.
"look at you baby, you're so horny, not even able to speak properly, I think you need to cum a second time."
she only whined in response, her back arching once you gave a hard stroke to her clit and she came again while screaming your name. you lovingly removed a strand of her hair out of her sweaty forehead, and she let her head fall on your shoulder, her chest rising in an irregular rhythm.
"you did a good job baby." you said, before kissing her temple.
"I... I think I love you." she breathlessly whispered against your skin and it felt like a shock of electricity running through your body and soul.
you immediately felt the need to spoil her again, moving from behind her, you got down on the floor. she blushed at the sight of you on your knees, facing her opened legs. she wanted to close them but you quickly placed your hands on her thighs, spreading them a little more, her arousal dripping on the couch. she looked at you with an adorable anxious face, still a little bit breathless.
"can you give me one more?" you softly asked while rubbing her thighs and squeezing her skin a little.
"I don't think I can..." she shyly answered after a few seconds, but despite these words her hand ran into your hair, unconsciously bringing you closer.
"oh I think you can." you said while smiling a little and after giving her thighs one last squeeze you dive your head into her pussy.
at the first stroke of your tongue she began to tremble again, you kept her legs spread with your forearms, one of your hands making its way to her clit, toying it while your tongue explored her pussy. you could feel her jerking her hips toward your face, in a desperate attempt to feel more of you. you hummed when you felt her nails scratching your scalp, sending vibrations through her body, your tongue running up and down on her folds, always coming back to her clit to give it a hard suck.
"I'm-I'm gonna cum!" she managed to say through her parted lips, looking at you with her pupils blown with lust.
"yeah? you cooed against her pussy, your hand rubbing her clit while you looked up at her. didn't you say that you couldn't cum anymore?"
she whined when you slowed down the movement of your fingers, feeling her release drifting away.
"beg me to cum pretty girl and I'll give it to you."
she tried to calm her breathing down, letting out a few weak moans without even noticing it, she looked at you for a few seconds and you felt her fingers anxiously scratching behind your head.
"please, I need you to make me cum, I need it so bad please... I'm yours, I love you."
you couldn't bring yourself to deny her, she was too sweet, your fingers started to work on her clit again before being replaced by your mouth, your tongue sucking and circling around it. she came within a few seconds, sending transparent liquid into your mouth and running down on your chin once you finally pulled your face away.
she immediately bent down to kiss you, tasting herself in the process, her face red from the arousal.
"I love you too." you finally answered, making her smile of relief and joy.
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Switch: The Other Side Pt 7
Here it is!!! 🥵🥵🥵 I'm gonna leave this here poorly formatted and poorly edited because I'm tired of it and just want to post! I've been feeling fairly self conscious about my writing so that's partially to blame for the delay but I always meant to come back to it. I'm almost posting pt 8 today too!
Summary: After Bakugo has a bad date, he calls Ochaco. Married, cheating, aged up AU.
Warnings: naked people, bad words, I don't think there's actual sex in this one but it gets close. Mentions of cheating, cheating
The weather was actually nice. The coffee shop was quaint. Katsuki wished he could enjoy it in peace but no such luck. 
"Katsuki, when was the last time you and Kami had a date?"
He cringed internally, shrugged, and pulled his tea up to his lips. "It's been awhile." 
His publicist, Miku, frowned. "It's been months. What was our agreement? You have to keep up appearances. Crime is down, Heroes are up. We have to remind the people who you are, otherwise you fall in the rankings."
When his publicist called him to meet up at this cafe that morning, he knew all this was coming but he didn't expect how little he would care. He used to chase after his place in the rankings. He wanted to be number one so bad. He loved having the public acknowledgment of everyone else knowing that he was just as great a hero as he knew he was. But he found himself thinking lately what’s a lower ranking matter? If any part of his secret came out, his place would plummet but he hadn't seen Ochaco in days, weeks. Not in the office or outside of it. He wasn't going to push her but he didn't like it. That’s what he found himself caring more about.
"Is everything okay?" She went on. "Any reason why there hasn't been any dates?" He couldn’t tell if she was genuinely interested in him and his love life or if she just wanted to hear what she wanted to hear.
"No, we're just being lazy at home. I just got back from my trip. We're just busy and tired, that's all." The lies formed easily and he realized maybe he'd been lying about his relationship well before his affair. 
"Hmm," he didn't know if she bought it but she pushed on. He couldn't see her eyes behind her sunglasses. "Well, go on a date soon, Katsuki and let me know when so we can have the paparazzi come and 'surprise' you." She rose from her seat and he followed suit. 
"We'll go tonight, I swear." 
"Thanks." And she was gone.
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“Hey, Momo invited me to a movie and if I leave now, we can catch the next showing.” Kami was already grabbing her purse.
Katsuki shifted his eyes up to her, surprised. He was still working on his dinner while hers sat half-finished. He worked to chew and swallow so he could answer. “Oh okay. You want me to drop you off or-”
“Nah, she’s already on her way. She’ll be here in a bit.” She planted a kiss on his cheek and was flying out the door.
He was still sitting there after Kami's rushed exit and briefly considered why she left for a movie in such a hurry. She had looked a little irritated and…frantic? Was that the right word? Anxious? Maybe even eager. Different possibilities crossed his mind, the most recurring one being was she cheating too? Would Kami cheat? He didn't know. He wasn't sure he wanted to know. What he did know was that at that moment there was someone else she wanted to be with. His mind only drifted back to Ochaco who he hadn't seen or heard from in days still. Did he miss her? Surely he missed the way her pussy felt. Or the way she moaned because of him. Or how big her ass was. Not her smile or the way she always had to cuddle him after sex no matter how brief or how she was always listening to him even when he was just ranting. And definitely not how much her face screwed up when she was putting him in his place. 
Before he knew it, he was in her message thread, looking to their last couple of texts. Just one word check ins. Fuck. He hit the icon of the phone and then it was ringing. 
It rang so long, he told himself if it went to voicemail, he would let it be, let it all die. Forget her. But just when his sorrow was ready to overtake him, she picked up. His sorrow? Jeez, he was dramatic. 
"Bakugo?" 
Bakugo. Ugh. "Hey princess."
There was a pause. "What's up?"
God, this was painful. He decided to get straight to the point. "You busy?"
"Um, not really."
"Come over to my place."
"Really? Where's Kami?"
"Catching a movie."
"Hmm."
"Come on."
Another lengthy pause. He decided his head would start hurting if she paused again. 
But finally she answered. “Alright, sure.”
He was waving the waitress over for the check already.
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“Approaching the house: Ochaco Uraraka,” the security system announced. Ochaco could hear it loud and clear from the front stoop and that made her foot tap even faster. She hadn’t seen him in weeks. How was this going to go? She played it cool on the phone but Katsuki could read her like a large print book. She had been wanting to talk to him, tell him the truth but couldn't bring herself to.
She was so distracted that she jumped when the door unlocked. He pulled it open wide and her jaw nearly dropped. He was standing in front of her in only black silk pajama bottoms and a glass of red wine in one hand. His hair looked damp from a recent shower, hanging over his forehead just brushing his lashes. He was stoic as he took her in and she nearly reached up to wipe at the corners of her mouth thinking she had to be drooling already. He was so sexy just standing there. He took a moment to appraise her. She had to be turning red the way his gaze lingered on her legs. Yes, she wore a mini skirt to see him. Whether it was wise or not remained to be seen. 
He jerked his head, one motion made to tell her to come inside. She stumbled behind him through the foyer and up the stairs. 
“Glass of wine?” He offered softly once they were at the top. 
“Uh, sure,” She figured she would need it to calm her nerves. 
She wasn’t sure if she should follow him into the kitchen so she just stood on the carpeted edge and watched as he poured another glass from the bottle already on the counter. He ambled out of the kitchen. “You can sit if you’d like. The furniture really isn’t for show like everyone thinks.” He was smirking as he handed her the glass. “I would prefer it if you didn’t spill the wine though. I try to keep it easy on the cleaning crew.”
He was being so calm and conversational that it confused Ochaco. Was he really not mad that she’d been ignoring him forever? He sat next to her but far enough away that he could look at her straight on. He took another sip before speaking again. “Why so quiet? Would you rather be somewhere else?”
She had started to sip while he spoke but put her hand up to dismiss what he was saying while her mouth was full of the dry liquid. She set her glass down. “No, no. It’s just been awhile.”
“And whose fault is that?” He smirked over the lip of the glass, sipping again. “What’s going on with you?”
Although his question wasn’t really accusatory (surprisingly), she was still nervous to answer it. “Nothing, I’ve just been thinking.” 
“About?”
“About what we’ve been doing. This isn’t the best thing for us to do, you know?”
He fixed her with a long look before setting his empty glass down. He leaned forward as he spoke to her. “When will you stop thinking that I’m just impulsive and dumb? I know I haven’t proved that a whole lot in school, but Ochaco, I’m a grown man.” She almost shivered under his gaze. “I think about this shit a lot more than you think.” He was still speaking plainly to her. No venom, just facts. She felt a trickle of guilt. Was she undermining or underestimating him for her own sake? Was that fair?
She sighed. “I’m sorry, Katsuki. I’m just nervous.”
He nodded. “I get it.” She looked away from him and he leaned forward, taking her chin. “Hey. It’s nothing more than a bit of fun, right? I’m having a good time and I know you are too. And it’s not just you, you know, at risk. We all have something at stake here. So we’re being careful. Relax for me.” 
She was listening to him, taking in deep breaths to calm herself a bit more. 
“Calm now? Okay, now let’s go upstairs.” He led her by hand up to the large master bedroom that she’d seen once or twice. She admired the circular California king in the middle. The sheets matched his pajamas and she was jealous of the silky black, thinking how amazing it must be to sleep on. “Get naked and lay face down, princess.” He suddenly commanded.  She only stared at him until he rolled his eyes. “You’re obviously tense, I’m giving you a massage. Now strip and get on the bed.” He pointed at the bed as he moved into the bathroom off to the side. 
She was still a little shaky as she set her things down and quickly flopped down onto the bed. She wouldn’t look at him from where she lay. She just listened to the bathroom door close and felt his weight dip the bed. She jumped when something cold and wet dripped onto her back. 
“Massage oil,” he muttered. “Smell it.” He brought his hand around to her face. It was some kind of lavender and mint mixture. She hummed in appreciation as he started working on her back, his hands gliding up to her shoulders and back down easily. He added pressure little by little to various spots on her back and it felt like heaven. She tried to hold in all the moans and groans she was desperate to release. She didn’t want him to know how bad she needed or wanted this but as always he knew her better than she thought she did. “Feels good, doesn’t it? You can express that much.” He chuckled. 
Still she kept quiet. She knew where even the smallest thing such as making noise could go. He was rubbing circles over her ass cheeks, his touch as tantalizing and tempting as always. As much as she hoped he wouldn’t just tease her, his fingers skated around her opening without ever touching her lips. She hated how her heart was racing over it. As he moved down to her thighs she was cursing herself thinking of all the different ways he could be touching and teasing her. But he moved down, eventually making it to her feet. She was very ticklish and she tensed as he lifted one of her feet into his hands. He held it and pressed his thumbs into her sole. An involuntary groan slipped out of her and she heard him chuckle. 
"There we go," he muttered. 
He moved onto the other foot and she felt her shoulders loosen. She stretched her arms above her head. 
"I told you before that this was all about pleasure. You need to loosen up and stop worrying about feeling guilty or embarrassed for just feeling good." He moved away from her feet. His hands were on her hip, sliding around to her front and lifting. She took the hint and rolled onto her back. She instantly had the urge to cover herself and shivered. He sat back, staring at her. 
"Katsuki," she whined. 
"This is what I mean, Princess. I want you to be shameless, just like the first time I caught you in the bathroom."
She settled for covering her face and he scoffed. She could feel him lean over her and he tugged gently on her hands.
"Ochaco,” She couldn’t decipher the look on his face when she peeked up at him. “Is it so hard to admit that you like what I do to you?” 
It wasn’t a rhetorical question and the longer she looked at him, the hotter her face got. She felt like he wasn’t just looking at her but looking into her. It was like he could see everything she didn’t show, everything she was trying to hide. “Yes!” She asserted finally.  
He was perplexed. “Why? I’ll gladly tell you everything you do to me.” 
She stopped, her interest and curiosity piqued. “And what’s that?”
He grinned, chuckled. “I knew you’d bite. With you I feel…free.” He rolled away from her onto his back. “Free to do what I want. I've never been so spoiled. I feel like you want me. It's a different feeling to know that someone likes exactly what I can give them." She couldn't see his whole face, only his profile and his expression was soft, an almost dreamy look in his eye. "You might be the first person who hasn't asked me to change everything about myself." Finally he turned his head to look at her and he looked…blurry.
Her eyes were misty despite herself. She blinked rapidly trying to quell this feeling. 
He rolled onto his side facing her head on. He didn't push or prod or try to wipe away her tears like Deku would do. He just let her feel. "Your turn."
She shook her head, almost deciding against speaking about this stuff. But he'd already done it. Already laid himself on the line in front of her. She wasn't the naked one just then, he was. She owed him this much. "You make me feel…normal and not like a princess despite what you call me. You look at me and you see the real me and you…like that. And I like that you like that.” He was blurring again and she sat up quickly. “Oh God,” she whimpered as she wiped at her eyes. She was freaking out and she still had to tell him why she disappeared for so long. “Katsuki, I-” He rose up beside her. He was close, too close, his shoulder brushing hers. His lips were inches from hers. He murmured her name, his wine-scented breath wafted over her lips. He waited for her to speak but she’d lost her voice, staring between his eyes and lips.
He started to speak. She wanted to stop him but her fear wouldn’t let her. “Doll, if you need to hear it,” He dropped a kiss on her shoulder. “There’s no place I’d rather be, no one I’d rather fuck.” He met her eyes, dark and glazed. “I have no regrets.” She could tell. God, she could tell. His voice didn’t shake, nor did his gaze waver. He would give her anything and everything at that moment. 
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College!Class-1a! X Fem!Reader 18+Drabble
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This is really starting out as imagination for being shared by the characters, then I thought of this. So in this the class has eyes on you and can’t help it but always wanted you. Then one day your professor takes it a step further. This is yanderish.
Class 1A: Izuku midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Ejiro Kirishima, Katsuki Bakugou, Ochaco Uraraka, Mina Ashido, Shōta Aizawa, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Tenya Iida, Fumikage Tokoyami, Momo Yaoyorozu, Kyouka Jirou
Warning: Sex watching, teasing, degrading, yandere content, masterbating, touching oneself to someone else, slight circle jerk?, professor x student, being used, authority play, hair pulling.
This is content that isn’t light of heart, filthy shit. So, dead dove do not eat. All characters are of age and consenting.
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It was just another day in class, your classmates would drift their eyes to you occasionally to stare lovingly then turn away. You looked so cute today, like you did everyday, they always appreciated how beautiful you looked for them. Each time you’d look down or wrote in your notebook, Aizawa was staring at you. His eyes however didn’t look at your face but below the open deck to between your legs. That showed your pretty pussy all to him.
He could barely focus on his lesson with the picture of you in his mind, so he’d trip in his words and forget about what he was saying. This was new for him because he was always calm and steady, bored even. So the whole class took noticed his actions.
It wasn’t until he stopped fully while looking at you and the whole class followed his gaze in confusion. You didn’t even notice because you were taking notes and blocked him out until you got passed a point. “Y/n.” He sounded annoyed. Looking up to meet his glaring gaze you stare wide eyed at being in trouble.
“Yes sir.” He leaned on his desk and pointed in front where you would stand in front of the whole class. You gulped, “Stand up and go to the front of the class.” You flushed embarrassment at all the attention but followed his instructions to not get in anymore trouble. They all kept their eyes on your shy figure standing before them all in your school uniform. Aizawa made his way around and stood by you while putting a hand on his chin, inspecting you.
Turning his attention to the class, “Can anyone tell me what’s wrong with Miss L/n’s outfit?” You stared panic. All eyes looked at you from head to toe at the same outfit you wear every day, and they noticed everything you did. So the class stayed silent. Aizawa sighed and clicked his tongue.
“Surprising, you guys watched her like little bitches in heat.” He said amused with a eye roll, his demeanor changing quickly. The group looked at each other taken aback. Oh, you remembered clearly what you had done today. “I’m sorry-” his hand covered your mouth quickly and pushes you against the desk, the others getting defensive.
“Clearly your peer forgot the dress code,” you squealed when his other hand tugged at your skirt and lifted it. You struggled against him and tightened your legs together with tears picking up in your eyes. It was embarrassing…But also gave you a thrill.
“No panties under her skirt, she didn’t even close her legs.” You huffed as they all looked down at your cunt. Each of them turned red and moaned at the sight, the girls getting wet and the boys pants getting tight. “Shy? Awe, that’s pathetic.” He pushed you back and you were forced to take a seat in his desk.
“Show them, you know you want to be a good little slut.” You looked up at him with puppy eyes while he just smirked devilishly. But the problem to fighting back was simple. You didn’t want to. You spent nights imagining being fucked by your dorm mates, all of them you thought about along with your professor. So you nodded and slowly opened your legs for them to see each detail, your holes and clit. 
Now your eyes cried while your sweet moans poured out, the wet sounds of your pussy while his fingers thrust into you. Hands gripping the desk for support at how good the pleasure felt, your stomach twisting and turning. You couldn’t focused on your classmates to long while they all touched them to you.
The girls parted their legs while rubbing their clits and you could hear them too. Ochako and Mina fingered themself to match what you felt so they could feel one with you. The boys were surprisingly louder then the girl while stroking their cocks. Bakugo was more growling while fucking his hand as fast as he could go, Kirishima was soft and slow along with sero. Deku and denki were the loudest in the room, who got yelled at because they couldn’t hear you. But the other boys and girls kept quiet while touching themselves, afraid to make a sound.
Aizawa was painfully hard and made you rub him threw his pants for some relief, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. The way you cried, moaned just by him fingering you. It was intoxicating. “Cum- Oh fuck, going to cum.” You announced with your eyes rolling back.
“Dumb girl, think that’s what you get?” You cried out when he pulled out of you quick and left you empty. “All of you stop or I’ll fail you.” They all stopped and panted, caught in a haze of the high. “At least you all listen to me now, now pull up your pants and shit.” Groaning they all listened, the reality sinking in on them. You wiggled to get off the desk but he stopped you.
“Shoto, Ochako are the only ones who get to finish.” The two looked up and the rest looked at them. “Y/n here will finish you off,” your hair was gripped and pulled you off the desk. He forced you down onto your knees, “Well?” The two thought for a second but stood up to walk over to you, standing above you.
“All of you get to watch, be thankful.” He left you and walked to his chair and leaned back. So, you licked her pussy and gave him a hand job until they both came. Todoroki’s cum splatter on your face as you cleaned her pussy up, you got breathless fast. The end of class was awkward and silent, no one knew what to do or say. So you all just left.
But it was only a matter of time before you got home and the class was waiting for you to get their turn. Willing to do anything to get you.
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alottieluv · 1 year
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mdni. uraraka x fem!reader. afab!reader, tribbing, double-ended dildo, unedited, wlw <3
little did you think that you’d ever find yourself with ochaco in a love hotel, bare breasts pressed against hers as your tongues dance with one another.
her hand pulls you closer to press your body to hers, the little clothing worn that night discarded on the floor in a trail from the door to the bed. one hand is tangled in her hair, the other groping her ass which has her moaning into your mouth.
you pull away, long enough to get a look at the smudged lip gloss, the one you had watched her put on earlier that evening. her chest heaves as she catches her breath, her eyes trailing down your naked form before meeting yours.
“please say i can rub my pussy on yours. i wanna feel you so bad.” the innocent look she pairs with her dirty words makes your heart throb, makes you nod and let her lay you down on your back.
ochaco presses your knees to your chest, but not before leaving a trail of kisses down your neck, lingering on your breasts to suck your nipples and mark love bites.
climbing on top of you, she catches your lips in hers, letting out a small moan when her hot clit presses against yours. the sound of your pussies rubbing together is lewd, wet with slick that makes you beg her to go faster.
you watch her tits bounce heavily before taking one in your mouth, tongue swirling around her taut nipple as your fingers work the other before switching. your bodies rub against each other hot and sweaty, moans filling the air along with the sounds of your wet cunts.
“wan-wanna cum. wanna cum with you ‘chaco.” you whine, feeling yourself teeter towards the edge until you’re pushed over as ochaco’s hips stutter, clits stimulated and clenching around nothing as you cum.
ochaco’s movements slow before she climbs off of you to get something out of the bedside drawer. “ochaco?” you turn and watch as she pulls out something long and pink before turning to you.
“you know, i’ve been wanting to do this with you for a long time. since, we always share everything.” she lays herself back across from you, displaying everything for you to watch. the double-ended dildo is long on both sides, the head sliding easily between ochaco’s folds to gather up slick before pressing against her entrance.
she looks up at you. “i don’t wanna do it alone.” entranced, you sit up to hold the dildo, your hand over hers as you push and watch her eyes close and face twist with pleasure as the tip rubs inside of her. with almost glossy eyes, she looks up at you, silently begging to watch you.
you smile, pressing a kiss to her lips before positioning the other head to press against your hole before pushing in. you only stop when you feel her pussy on yours, clits rubbing and sliding against each other as the dildo moves back and forth.
you grab ochaco’s hands, grinding against each other before you’re climbing on top of her, breasts bouncing as you fuck her with the dildo. you don’t stop, even as she cums and is fucked through her high, crying from overstimulation until you’re groaning, beads of cum dripping down to mix with hers as you clench around the dildo.
when you look down to where your bodies connect, you can see milky strings of cum connecting your cunts and the dildo, slowly dripping onto the bed to form a stain.
and it’ll only grow bigger.
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iplayghoul · 1 year
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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞
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pairing:: reader x non-fandom/specific female character.
warnings:: smut, rough sex, gay sex, size kink, light sadism, sex toys, light masochism, hair pulling, scratching, rope bondage, choking, name calling, humiliation
word count:: 1.28k
notes:: inspired by the song come by doja cat, thats literally it this is a wlw non gendered pov except for ur girlfriend
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you slowly began to decipher the elements hidden behind your clouded vision. a long, hot tear cascaded down the side of your cheek and above your ear, together with sweat. the ceiling was the only thing that came to your mind. you counted the tiles and the flickering of the dimly lit bulbs.
slowly it became apparent to you that they were flickering to the beat of music, it was your favourite song. your senses slowly refreshed themselves and a low, hushed, buzzing noise found its way to your ear. a bee, you thought. you gulped and moistened your drying lips, realising how much you'd been gasping and panting for air.
eyes welling up for another round of tears, you began to notice the rolling and vibrating in your lower stomach. your entire body ached, keeping you glued to the bed. your sweat kept you glued there too, you lay in a puddle of your secreted liquids. the puddle around the bottom half of your body was somewhat bigger than the rest and your hands were strapped above you by an unknown force.
gasping again, you whined lowly, pushing your neck up and slowly blinking your eyes. your legs were sweaty and trembling under the pressure of the pulsating below your belly button.
your legs were propped up languidly, knees swaying apart. you attempted to lean forward an inch more, feeling the jerk of your shoulders. licking your lips again, your eyes rolled, falling to where your arms were tied to the two upper corners of the bed.
baby we can get messy as you want, i wanna' roll around in all your love.
you've got impeccable taste, won't waste a drop. follow me to my room, yeah you can come.
the lyrics register in your head slowly as your neck succumbs to the wait of your head and nothing but the bobbing of your throat, the tug at your lips and your toes, desperately gripping the sheets, moves.
your senses were fully back to you now, you thrashed around on the bed, forcing your body off the sticky sheets and tugging at the restraints. you were groaning desperately at the vibrator that was pressed against your g-spot, several shocking pains rocketed through your pussy and straight up your back.
chills ran up and down your spine as you orgasmed for another time. how many, you weren't keeping track of, but the first after you came to your senses.
"fuck, fuck, fuck!" you spat out under your breath, choking on your words in your throat and releasing deafening cries. your eyes fluttered shut as your elbows worked overtime to hold you up. your body trembled and ached at the increasing pain in your pussy.
you flopped back onto the bed, pushing your legs up in attempts to twist around and shimmy the sturdy vibrator out of you. the door creaked open, and you froze. your neck and eyes bared the strain of looking in the direction of the door. the dim lights adding an extra struggle.
you felt the vibrator pitch up another level, a low squeal escaping your throat as your girlfriend walked towards you. she stalked towards you quickly, pressing a hand io against your throat and pinning you back down onto the bed. her hands ripping the restraints you'd failed to remove from the bedframe and pushing her knee up against your clit.
your hands immediately grasped at her shoulders, scratching and pulling up at her hair for the attention and touch you craved.
"god, you dirty bitch."
you keened at her words, new tears rushing down your face and mouth spread wise for words that would never come out. she roughly manhandled you down, squeezing your breasts and slipping one hand down to your soaked cunt.
she circled your hole, giving the silicone cord attached to the vibrator a sharp tug, provoking a silent scream out of you. you felt the vibrator being slotted through the messy slop of your folds, her hand suffocating you as you were pinned to the mattress.
finally, the vibrator pressed straight up onto your clit, your back direcrly cutting ties with the bedsheets.
"fuck!" you gave her hand a sharp bite which was rewarded with a slap.
"f- fucking hell!", you forced the words out of your throat. her legs slotted between yours, her pussy coming down to rest on the vibrator. further pushing it onto your clit and stimulating hers.
then, she proceeded with a slow, tedious grind against you. gripping your thigh as her head dropped back to release a breathy moan. her hand groped your throat now, you felt high with anticipation.
"go- fucking faster you bitch!"
your were awarded with blazing bruises against your skin for each word.
"fucking hell- do something!" the bed rocked with the chaos of the moment.
"who the fuck are you talking to?" she snapped back, rolling her eyes together with her hips, snapping them forward and back, grinding down harder onto you.
tears were streaming down your face, choking out a sob, " mommy- shit, please!"
"please what bitch?"
"i wanna- come!" the shrill sound of your voice filling the room. you were met with a harsh slap to the thigh.
"no."
your legs were shaking as pleasure shot through your now swollen pussy like electricity. your hairs standing on end as you begged her once more.
"let me- come- Ah!" your voice cracked in an echo as you orgasmed for the i-couldn't-keep-count-of-how-many-th time.
she pushed your limbs back down onto the bed and flung open the bedside drawers. the stinging of rope burns on your arms became noticeable but all your mind could think of was the thick, 7 inch double-sided dildo your girlfriend pulled from the drawer.
she grabbed your hair carefully, roughly guiding you onto your tummy, ass poking out in the air.
your mouth, un-occupied, gripped onto the bedsheets. you felt the bulbous head of the dildo position itself between your dripping lips. your girlfriend's ass slightly touching you as the bed shifted with her movement before it slid straight into both you and her.
a sigh dropped from both your mouth's, her's of pleasure and your's pain.
her ass slapped against yours repeatedly, rocking you both on the bed. the room's music was drowned by breathy moans, sweaty slapping and creaking.
she began to move faster, situating herself slightly above you, using her wait to pin your ass down to the bed and fuck herself down into you. the new angle hitting near your cervix, an immeasurable pain shooting straight to your clit. you cried out in desperation, the slapping grew harder and harder with each thrust.
"god! I'm gonna'- come!" your girlfriend's face was twisted in pleasure and your body went limp against the sheets as the rocking continued. your mind went blank for a moment, her screams fading and elevating like a pulse, mirroring the one in your clit. your vision flashing white lights and stars as you reached your climax again. your body thrashing around on the bed and arms grasping for the sheets as if you were being tortured by pleasure.
you felt the pressure on your sline being relieved, a soft slap to your ass was given accompanied by a light kiss. after a few moments of silence you felt a cold rag touching you ass. a sigh of relief left you as you allowed yourself to lay there and be cleaned.
your girlfriend shifted your sore and aching body gently as she cleaned you, blowing raspberries on your soft belly and leaving light touches elsewhere. you gave no response but the silence was comfortable. slowly, but surely, you drifted off again into another slumber, this time, a restful one.
— masterlist. i expect this to flop since its non fandom but if u read pls lmk ur thoughts! :p
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hebewebe · 1 year
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Infidelity - U.Ochako
"Wait.. We, ah~ we shouldn't do this.." you gasped between short hot breaths, your grip on her breasts tightened a little, and she released a small moan in response. "Ochako," you whined and arched your back into her hands and she stopped making out with you to look you in the eyes, "If this..." she took a breath before continuing her speech, "If this is about Deku then don't worry about him, he's probably out with other girls all over him right now. So don't worry about him and let me make you feel good, yeah?" the brunette wasn't wrong. Denki invited the guys for a "guy's night out" meaning they were all probably gonna hit up a strip club and get drinks, possibly get laid in the process. The feeling of something vibrating up against your core dragged you out of that soon-to-be negative train of thought and into pure bliss, "Ah~ Ch-Chako, oh god... please!" you whimpered letting your head fall onto her shoulder as she pulled your underwear down and off your legs. She removed the vibrator from between your thighs and kissed her way down from your lips to your thighs whispering degrading words down, "Don't know why you picked him when you could've had me this whole time." she whispered against the shell of your ear, "What does he have that I don't? That loser's not even your type anyways." she grumbled out of jealousy and she finally reached her way down to the doughy heaven that's your thighs, she picked the vibrator back up and put it on the third highest setting. "Oh!~ Koko yes!" you squealed out moving your hips towards her. "Calm down pretty girl, I haven't even touched you yet and you're already acting like a whore." she smiled at you one last time before she finally dove down to eat up anything that left your pussy, lewd slurping sounds filled the air as she replaced the pink vibrator with her own manicured thumb letting her index and middle finger enter inside you while her other hand grabbed the fat where your ass meets your thigh. "Doing so good f'me pretty, and I haven't even put the strap on yet." she giggled into the hot wetness that's your cunt. Gods, it felt like she was reaching everywhere, well where your boyfriend couldn't reach that is. A few more works of her tongue and the soft circles her thumb made on your clit had you arching your back off the soft satin sheets and raising your hips into her face while she greedily lapped up your juices. Babbles of incoherent words fell from your lips as you praised her and she rutted her pussy into the mattress that belonged to you and your boyfriend, you gasped for air as you came down from your blissful orgasm. "Koko?" you breathed out, she looked up from between your thighs; dark lust-filled eyes stared back at you with neediness only you could fulfill, she swallowed the rest of your juices and finally spoke, "Y-yeah?" she stuttered, "I... I wanna go down on you too," you spoke with confidence. "Ok but I wanted to try out this new strap-on I bought, is that ok with you?" she asked you, "How big is it?" you questioned. "Seven and a half." she stated, "Ok well how about I go down on you, and then we can try out the strap?" you compromised, "Mhm yeah ok, I'm ok with that," she said as she got up off her knees and laid down on her back, "No I want you on your stomach, Koko." the brunette's cheeks burned an even brighter red as she rolled over on her stomach and arched her back, you crawled up behind her and got on your elbows and licked a stripe up her cunt, watching her mewl as her pussy clenched around nothing. "So pretty Koko..." the embarrassment flooded into her cheeks and she pushed her pussy up to your face, "G-get on with it already.." she mumbled wiggling her hips towards your face. "Hold on now, I gotta show her some love too." you giggled at her, leaning closer to her cunt you breathed on her pussy watching it clench around nothing, you kissed around her thighs and on her labia collecting the juices on your lips. Finally getting enough of just teasing her you finally started lapping at her pussy, collecting juices on your tongue, bringing your hand up to her clit to draw circles on it you could hear Ochako getting more vocal. "Oh! R-right there!~ Ah it feels good~" she moaned out for you, you started picking up the pace and soon enough she cummed all over your face while you happily licked her up during her blissful moment. "O-ok you, you can back up now.." she gasped out of breath. Following her wishes, you got up and back away and into the headboard, watching her scramble up and off the bed and instead to the bag she brought with her you watch as she indeed does pull out a pink glittery seven-and-a-half-inch dildo with a bottle of lube to go with it. "Been planning this for a while huh?" you muse with her and watch her face go an even brighter red if that's even possible. "Kinda yeah.." she admits, finally she crawls over to you and you go on your back and spread your legs. "No, I want you on your stomach." she demands from you, the sudden dominance catching you off guard, "Oh uh okay.." You flip yourself over and go into doggy style, you hear the bottle cap pop open, and then followed by the squirting sound of lube being poured onto the dildo, Ochako rubs in the lube and puts the bottle away. "You ready?" she asks you again with the same confidence, you nod your head that's tucked into the pillow and arch your ass into the air. The cold feeling of lube grazing around your cunt makes you moan out for the female behind you and you hear her chuckle as she slowly pushes herself inside, after what seems like an eternity you gasp at the feeling of being full. "Oh Koko..~" you whine out for her as your knuckles clench the bedsheets beneath you, she starts with slow and deep thrusts until she's reaching places not even your boyfriend could reach, she places her hands on your lower back and thrusts into harder and faster than before. Hours pass and honestly, you're practically brain dead; nothing but a moaning, crying mess before you squirt all over her and she cums from the stimulation of the hilt rubbing against her clit, she flops down beside you just as exhausted as you are before you hear the front door of your apartment open and your boyfriend makes his usual announcement of him coming home. A few minutes are sat in silence as you both try cleaning yourselves up and putting away all evidence of your infidelity before you both crawl back into the bed and nearly fall asleep before you hear the front door opening.
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serosblunt · 7 months
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DekuSquad: Showering with Them (Pt. 2)
DekuSquad x (Gender-neutral) reader
Characters: Iida & Uraraka
Warnings: Mentions of nudity and hints at spicier scenes, struggles with mentla health; negative self-talk and body image issues touched on.
Description: Same as my Bakusquad showering thoughts, just with DekuSquad! Part three is coming for Tsuyu, just having writer’s block :)
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Iida loves to shower with you, and I mean LOVES. It’s his favourite part of the day, and you both end up in the shower at the same time everyday thanks to his meticulous extreme planning and schedules.
Duty comes first for Iida, but he finds seperating his work/life balance easier than most. Although some days more than others, it’s draining to be the boss, to detach himself so much that it takes him half the night to break-free of his ‘work’ mindset.
On those occasions, it takes a touch more persuading to get your gentle giant close enough to you to lead him back to his sanctuary, where his heart truly belongs.
After setting the temperature, you manoeuvre so you can both settle under the soft stream of the shower.
If stress was visible, you were sure you would be able to see it rolling off of your boyfriend in waves. It was if each droplet on his skin caused more of his tension to melt away.
He practically fuses to you as you hold him beneath the shower head. He was so different in those few small moments, not that you minded one bit.
He would kiss your shoulder where his forehead now lay, softly and unhurriedly; unobstructed due to his glasses laying just beyond your little haven on the benchtop.
Maybe that was what made your shower-cuddle sessions so special, his complete lack of care for anything that wasn’t you.
You were special to him, beyond that in fact.
A truth clearly demonstrated in that you were the only person on earth allowed to mess up his routine- whether that was in the evenings for your shower, or *cough cough* other business *cough cough*.
By the way, he totally has a code word for when you two are getting it on ;)))
Beyond a post-shave balm, your bespectacled boyfriend wasn’t fussed about skincare, although he often liked to sit and watch you put layer after layer of product on, what in his opinion, was your already beautiful face.
And he definitely doesn’t shy away from asking you relevant questions. However, he always rejected your advances if you came at him with creams or oils.
When you two do eventually begin to unwind for the night, barely a word is spoken.
The simple undertaking of kisses and light touches exchanged on the way to bed help push Tenya over the edge of his relaxation- ensuring he’ll get some proper rest for the next day, rather than staying awake, wracking his brain for solutions to work issues.
It also made you feel more loved and significant than you could express. The few minutes you both spent in your cramped apartment ensuite only solidified your bond- your intimacy and connection, surrounded in an unbreakable love and burning reverence.
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There is no one better to boost your self-confidence than Ochaco. The woman has never said a derogatory thing to, or about you, nor have you heard of her saying such things through other people.
She was always so uniquely kind, never attacking first, not even out in the field. But if she was provoked enough, that villain would almost certainly be leaving the scene crying.
Your girl was tough as nails when she needed to be, and you loved that fire inside her.
You saw glimpses of this passion if you had slipped a little that day and talked down to yourself, or if you stood in front of the bathroom mirror a little too long.
Everyone has things they don’t like about themselves, Uraraka knew that. And she would be naive to think you were any different.
But aggressive or negative self-talk was banned in your house.
She wanted you to be honest and open about your feelings, yes, but never critical of your thoughts or emotions.
One method your loving girlfriend used to combat this was cute, flirty post-it notes left on your bathroom mirror.
That way whenever you looked at your reflection, you would be seeing what she saw in you too!
You had to admit it was a good system, especially since most mornings she was often through with her shower and out of the house before you were often awake.
Your bubbly girlfriend prided herself on being the loveable rescue hero. The safe, trustworthy looking person children and adults alike could come to and know to look out for.
A part of that look was her signature plump cheeks. You would often find yourself staring at them, marvelling, and wondering how she got her skin to be so bouncy and perfect.
After laughing lovingly at you for the millionth time for that particular occurrence, she finally gave up her secret skincare routine.
Soon after stealing this tightly guarded wisdom, you found yourself poking your own cheeks instead of Ochaco’s; which would soon become the subject of many a post-it note.
You honestly couldn’t ask for a better partner to do skincare with. She always made you try new products together, so neither of you missed out, and she never failed to keep your supplies stocked, even when you forgot yourself.
Uraraka wants you to feel comfortable in your own skin. And while her respect rivals Izuku’s in terms of your privacy, that certainly didn’t stop her from sneaking the odd glance or two when you weren’t looking.
Then again, you aren’t completely innocent of that either ;)
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lustlusts-world · 2 years
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Imagine Momo and Uraraka sucking your nipples like their lives depend on it, Jirou losing her mind while eating your pussy, Tsuyu fucking your ass with that delightful tongue of hers and Hagakure and Mina leaving hickeys on your neck whilst whispering praises into your ears.
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jhopezwrld · 10 months
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my hero academia masterlist
IZUKU MIDORIYA
nothing yet...
KATSUKI BAKUGO
(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?
SHOTO TODOROKI
nothing yet...
EIJIRO KIRISHIMA
(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?
DENKI KAMINARI
nothing yet...
TENYA IIDA
nothing yet...
OCHACO URARAKA
nothing yet...
SHOTA AIZAWA
(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?
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izukukunhero · 7 months
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Hello there everyone,I'm new here and looking for some Semi-Literate lewd roleplayers who are interested in plotting a straight Lewd /18+ MHA RP,I have discord and Facebook so if you ever want to RP there just ask ,my Messages are always open for chatting or roleplaying.
ஓ๑**CHARACTER INFO**❦๑ஓ
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〘✾〙Name⇒ Izuku Midoriya AKA Deku.
〘✾〙Age⇒ 19-23.
〘✾〙Biological Gender⇒ Male.
〘✾〙Race/Species⇒ Human.
〘✾〙Sexual Orientation⇒ Straight/Semi-Bi
〘✾〙Magic and Abilities: One For All.
ஓ๑**APPEARANCE**๑ஓ
〘✾〙Height⇒ 6'4
〘✾〙Weight⇒ 59 Kg
〘✾〙Skin color⇒ White.
〘✾〙Hair color⇒ Dark green.
〘✾〙Hair Style and Length⇒ Short Spikey, semi curly hair.
〘✾〙Eye color=> Dark /Light Green.
〘✾〙Body type⇒ Skinny but muscular.
ஓ๑**BACKSTORY AND PERSONALITY**๑ஓ
ꕥBiography ⇒
ꕥThreat level: High
ꕥLikes⇒ Action SciFi movies, Comedy , Ecchi , Heroes, kind and sweet people, peace, beautiful and cute females, anime's.
ꕥDislikes⇒Bullies , Villains, Jerks, Assholes, Being ignored, Being underestimated.
〘✾〙Kinks⇒ Ass Spanking, Petplay, Submissive Females, Flirting, Praising, big ass females, Superpower usage, Rough sex , Seduction.
〘✾〙Turn offs (if any)⇒ Scat , Chubby subs, Piss , Farting, Vore, Gore , Certain Monster Females, Being a sub.
〘✾〙Dom/sub/Switch ⇒ Dom
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kirisslut · 2 years
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ochaco nsfw alphabet? 👉👈
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"Ochaco Uraraka: NSFW Alphabet"
↬w/ Ochaco Uraraka x gn!afab!reader
↬Summary: NSFW alphabet with Ochaco Uraraka
↬Warnings: smut (obviously-), uhh idk what else this is mostly vanilla, mentions of impact play ig, overstimulation, mommy kink
↬Author's Note: I took out like two letters because I had no ideas but I hope you enjoy this anyway!! I'm sorry if it's sucky - JJ <3
↬Do not proceed if you are under 15 as this is a 15+ blog
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
If she's subbing then she's generally kind of quiet and maybe a little insecure afterwards so I feel like she'd need a lot of praise and reassurance, kisses and cuddles are also an essential. But if she's domming then I feel like she'd be really motherly and ready to take care of you, she checks in on you a lot and needs to make sure that you're okay, she's just really sweet and will do anything for you. She'll grab you a snack and drink for you to have and she makes sure you eat it all so she knows you ate and drank something.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
I feel like her favorite of hers is her thighs, now hear me out. I feel like she was insecure about them at first but then you kept talking about how much you love and adore them and she was like "oh 😳" and now she loves them. And then I feel like her favorite of yours is probably your hands, they're pretty and she loves holding them and kissing them and when you use them to finger her until she's sobbing and begging for you to stop-
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
She lowkey wants to have a threesome with you and one of the girls from class 1-A but she’d never admit that out loud, she’s too embarrassed but she literally thinks about that 24/7- it lives in her mind rent free
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
I feel like she wouldn't really know what she was doing at first because she wouldn't sleep with anyone she didn't completely trust and she's never completely trusted anybody before you. But after a while she'd catch on and figure it out, she also might do a little research too (not porn though, she knows that isn't the greatest example)
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary, she likes looking into your eyes no matter who's getting fucked stupid, she loves your eyes and staring into them
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
I feel like she'd be mostly serious but if something funny happens like on accident then she'll burst out laughing and probably apologize for it when she calms down
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
I feel like she keeps hers shaved majority of the time if she knows you two will be having sex soon but sometimes she's got a little bit of hair but not much, she keeps it pretty well trimmed most of the time
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
I'd say theres a lot of romance during sex with her most of the times, but sometimes she'll get a little too much into it and either get fucked like a complete worthless whore or fuck you like you're a complete worthless but those are both rare occasions for her.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
I feel like she masturbates a lot but is really shy about it so you'd never know she did it. If you do find out and you confront her about it then she'd probably die right on the spot from embarrassment
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praise- she’s like praising you a lot, she likes calling you a good boy/girl and telling you how pretty you look for her, but she also really likes being praised, it’s one of her favorite things in the world
Overstimulation- she really loves when you overstimulate her, even if she’s begging for you to stop, but she really loves when you do it
Mommy kink- she likes being called mommy and I am a firm believer in this. You calling her that boosts her confidence and turns her on so much
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
She gives me basic bedroom vibes, she just likes to be comfy while she's having sex so sex outside of the bedroom is very very rare
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Teasing and flustering is definitely one, you doing it to her will definitely turn her on but doing the same to you also turns her on, you just look so cute when you're a flustered mess because she's flirting with you
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
I feel like she'd be uncomfy with any type of cnc, scat, piss kink, harsh pain play (she's fine with some but she doesn't like it really harsh or painful, anything like that
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
She loves both, she could sit in between your thighs for hours and she's damn good at it too
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
She’s slow and sensual for the most part, she’s rarely fast and rough, you guys have been together for like 3 years and that had only happened twice so far, so it is a rare occasion for you two
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
She doesn’t mind them but she doesn’t necessarily enjoy them too much, she likes to take her time when she’s having sex because it’s really important to her
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
She is to some extent, but she doesn’t like taking very many risks so she likes taking baby steps up to something that either of you want to try
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
I feel like she’d last an average amount of time but she doesn’t go for very many rounds, she just gets overwhelmed way too fast, which is sometimes a good thing but it becomes actually too much after a little while
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
I feel like she has so many toys it isn’t even funny- like every time she sees one she wants, she goes “I don’t need it” then goes back and buys it a couple hours later- she uses them a lot, both on you and herself but mainly on herself
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
I can see her being a little bit of a tease, but she’s not too much of one, she just likes riling you up a little but she breaks pretty easy if you beg for her enough
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
She’s really loud, like the neighbors have complained a lot about how loud you two are. She moans and whines mainly but she does whimper occasionally
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
She says she loves you a lot during sex, whether she’s domming or subbing, she just really loves you and she wants you to know that
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
It’s very high, she’s asking to fuck atleast 4-5 times a week, she just really likes having sex with you
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
If she’s subbing then she falls asleep fairly soon after but when she’s domming she’ll make herself stay up until you fall asleep then she’ll go to sleep after you
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New Collab Fic!!!
Y'all, I am so excited to announce that I am a part of an Izuocha collab fic!!! This has been a year in the making, and I am so thrilled and honored that I was asked by the wonderful LK to join this project. It was extremely fun to write and edit alongside such wonderful fanfic authors. Hope you enjoy!!
Title: We're Coming Apart (and Falling Together)
Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia/My Hero Academia
Pairing: Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako
Rating: E
Warnings/Tags: There is explicit smut in this (although first chapter is clean, which is why I am not tagging this post as mature).
Summary: Growing apart and unsure of their future together, a prestigious opportunity for Izuku presents the ultimate test for the integrity of his and Ochako's relationship. He'll be gone for a full year in the United States fulfilling a hero exchange program most young heroes could only dream of attending. Unfortunately, this means leaving Ochako alone in Japan, a prospect that only exacerbates the cracks in their life together. Perhaps the time apart will make their hearts grow fonder, or, maybe, that distance will reveal the rotten foundation of what they once called love. It's all so confusing during the daytime – they both amble through the day-to-day trying to focus on other things. But, on a few very special nights, the universe pulls them together into fantastical dreams to explore how they have broken and how to rebuild what's been lost.
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Switch: The Other Side Pt 8
A/N: And part 8! Also incredibly messy until I can go fix it later. I didn't want to leave everyone hanging at part 7 when part 8 follows right behind it. I hope you all enjoy.
Summary: Ochaco indulges and confesses.
Aged up, married, cheating AU
Warnings: Smut (minors please dni), cheating, p in v sex, bad words, kissing with tongue, mentions of abortion, general angst
Poorly edited, formatted
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She was so incredibly selfish, she thought. Her body moved, pure instinct, his lips magnetic. The moan she was met with was all too satisfying, an auditory reminder of how much they were both missing the feeling of each other. It had been so long. That massage was just not enough.
When he squeezed her ass, she realized she worked herself onto his lap, her breasts squishing against his pecs. His tongue met hers and it was forceful, like he couldn’t get close enough. She breathed in as he was out breathing out, taking every taste of him. Any place he touched her, he squeezed. Her hips, her ass, her tits. He had completely flipped the script from earlier. She couldn’t forget his undeniable passion and power when what he wanted was in his grasp.
He slipped his hand between her legs and stroked her silky smooth folds. Her head fell back to let out a moan but he used his other hand to pull her head back down so he could look at her. His teeth scraped over his bottom lip as he watched her pant. Her hips bucked into him and he hummed his approval.
“Sensitive again…” He muttered, his grin razor sharp. “It really has been a while. You feel ready for me, though. Care to explain, gorgeous?”
She huffed. “Katsuki, don’t ask what you already know the answer to.” She closed her eyes, resting her forehead on his shoulder.
He chuckled. “Fine, then just tell me how you want me.” He flipped her over on her back on the bed but then stepped away from her. She watched as he slowly stripped off his pajama bottoms. He wore nothing underneath and his cock sprang up. Ochaco’s mouth ran dry. Where did she want him? Everywhere.
She crawled to the edge of the bed and he met her, taking her in arms just as she reached for him. Her wrists crossed behind his head as their lips danced together. Her clit was brushing up against his dick, teasing the both of them. She felt him pulling her close, wrapping a thick forearm around her back. He pulled her legs forward and she followed his unspoken instructions to wrap her legs around his waist. He lifted her easily, she was weightless and breathless with her body and lips on his.
“Is this-” he grunted, kissing her in between his words. “-what you want? What you’ve been wanting?”
“I want you inside me,” she admitted.
He groaned. “Fuck, done.” He lifted her for the briefest of moments to pierce her deep with hot thick steel.
She couldn’t stop the moan that ripped out of her. Her head fell forward onto his shoulder. She took a moment to let her body reform to him. Was he always this thick? She readjusted, clenching her legs tight around him and temporarily raising herself up. He moaned as she slid back down his length.
"Ah, I don't know what it is about you but you feel so perfect every fucking time." He started to move with her as she started to seesaw her body.
"Right. It's always amazing with you."
He grinned as his fingers dug into her ass cheeks using them for leverage. He began to slam her body against his, the slapping sound they made almost deafening.
"Oh my God," she huffed.
"Fuck, how are you this wet?" He didn't actually want an answer. He kissed her instead, licking inside of her waiting mouth. She tangled her fingers into his hair trying to keep him close so she could drown in the feeling of being overwhelmed by him. She could feel him everywhere. As far as she was concerned, in that moment, they were the same body, they moved so well together. "Baby," he started to move his arms. "I won't last long. I'm in paradise and I'm trying to get us both to come hard as fuck soon." When he finished readjusting, her legs were against his shoulders. The new angle was deep and seemed to hit the bottom of her voice box. They locked eyes, her mouth fell open and he nodded. "Yeah, fuck, look at you. This might be easier than I thought."
He walked over to the bed and placed her on it, her legs still resting on his shoulders. He leaned back to thumb her clit and she couldn't stop the incoherent stream that started to come from her. He didn’t ram into her like she expected, he pushed, bored deep into her slow. Every stroke sent a jolt to her brain. He was right. He was going to achieve exactly what he set out to, she realized. Her orgasm was building like a tsunami wave. He could see it and it pushed him closer to his.
“Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum, gorgeous.” His hips snapped faster and the closer she got to her own release, something niggled at her. Somewhere in her mind, a voice was trying to tell her something. Her orgasm bloomed, distracting her, sending warmth all the way through her limbs. She gasped and consequently moaned loud.
His answering moan startled the thought to the front of her mind. She gasped again, and she pushed him out of her. He was too far gone to question it, streaking white on black satin. He moaned through his orgasm, pumping the last of his pleasure out with his hand.
She sat back, post nut clarity making her nervous all over again.
"Jeez, Princess. What was that for?" Katsuki chuckled after he caught his breath. "You got me looking like a horny teenager cumming on the sheets like this. Good thing I have another set." He ran his hand through his hair with his opposite hand and smiled at her but she didn't smile back. His own smile disappeared as he started to tug on the sheet. "Okay, seriously. What's up?" He balled the sheet up but paused to wait for her answer.
Her nervousness was bleeding into fear as she considered whether or not to tell him the truth. But this was Katsuki who never held back anything. She rolled her shoulders back. "Okay, Katsuki. The reason I ghosted you for a while was because I had…gotten pregnant." Aside from the scrunch of his facial features he didn't move. She kept talking to get the story out. "I was terrified when I found out. And I didn't tell anyone of course except my doctor. She…gave me my options and the best thing at the time was the pill. I just told Deku it was a heavier period and I-"
"What the fuck?" He mumbled, almost as if he was talking to himself. She waited, heart in her throat, color drained from her face. "You got an abortion?" His voice was quieter than she might have ever heard it. His eyes were so pinpoint and small they reminded her of red dots from snipers.
"Yes," her voice trembled. "What else was I going to do?"
"You should've have talked to me!" He didn't shout but he was forceful.
"And then what? We could keep a baby out of wedlock? Physical proof of an affair that we weren't supposed to be having in the first place?" She was angry, shaking until she saw it. The look of sadness on his face was clear as day.
"I don't know but this wasn't the solution. Not for me. I wish I'd known. Something like that doesn't only affect you." He turned from her, dirty sheet in hand.
She started to feel guilt seep in and she hated it. She'd already felt bad the first time but she did what she needed to do. "Katsuki, it wouldn't have mattered. We couldn't raise a kid together."
He whirled back around. "Says you! You're not the only one who gets to decide that." He shook his head. "But you've made your choice now." He started to leave the room.
She didn't want to cry but her vision was already swimming. She tried to swallow and blink against it. She followed him. "Katsuki, can't you see where I'm coming from? This is crazy."
She watched him stiffen before he turned to her again. "Yes, but it's not just about the-" he stopped, clenching his teeth and staring hard at her. Finally he sighed. He seemed to wrestle with his thoughts before looking away from her, resigned. "Maybe you're right. Maybe we shouldn't be doing this."
She should've expected this. She had already been saying. She spent the last few weeks convincing herself of it. Why did it still hurt so bad? She was tempted to argue, tempted to tell him he didn't mean that. But his resolve was clear. "Right," she said once she found her voice. "We probably shouldn't."
"It was fun while it lasted." He gave a weak shrug.
If those words were supposed to be consoling to her, they were doing a terrible job. She rolled her eyes and laughed thickly. "Sure." She turned on her heel to find her clothes and her phone. She tried to keep her voice from shaking as she called Deku to tell him she was on her way home.
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Fictober has started and I have made a masterlist on how to locate all these Fics and more.
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Thankfully Together Day 1 Izuku Midoriya x Ochaco Uraraka
Paring Name (because I dislike IzuOcha) Izuco I think this sounds as adorable as they are.
Summary: At first they were strangers. Then they were friends. They stood together as allies. Now they're grown up. Now they're taking the next step. Now they're falling in love. Partners on the battlefield and in life.
Largely based off of how things went with my first boyfriend. A lot of uncertainty and doubt with the first relationship, but a whole lot of love and care. Might do a P2 on this one with their wedding night or honeymoon.
Tags: mha, bnha, Minors DNI, Thankfully Together, Aged up Characters, Izuku Midoriya, Ochaco Uraraka, Izuku Midoriya x Ochaco Uraraka, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Simple Things, Sweet Sex, Slow Burn, Smut, Self-Doubt
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Completed Thankfully Together One-Shots: Day 2: Denki Kaminari x Kyoka Jiro Day 3: Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) x Rei Todoroki
The Soft, the Sweet, and the Strong
Izuku and Ochaco’s relationship started slow. Izuku was focused on being a hero and Ochaco was too shy to admit her feelings. They were merely friends throughout most of high school, until Ochaco finally confronted the upbeat hero about how much she looked up to him. He was embarrassed. He’d never considered her anything more than a friend because no girl had ever given him the time of day before. He never thought she would see him as anything more than an ally. Well, apparently he was wrong.
They started dating and shortly after shared their first kiss, it was both of their first kiss. Izuku couldn’t count how many hours he spent researching the best way to kiss a girl but he could tell you how his mind blanked the second he tasted her cherry chapstick. At that point, he gave up trying to remember what he’d read and just went with what felt right. He started to worry afterwards that Ochaco might not have liked it, but when she finally pulled away a shy blush decorated her soft cheeks as she offered a sweet, “Well, t-that was nice.” His heart felt like it exploded with relief and pride. She enjoyed it! He did too!
After graduation, Izuku visited Ochaco at her parents’ house as often as he could. He became a welcome guest by his parents who appreciated how courteous the young man was to their daughter and how respectful he was to them when he dropped by. If Izuku stayed for dinner, he always helped Ochaco’s mother clean up afterwards. If he walked in the door to see Ochaco’s father working on some project around the house, he offered his help before the man had to ask.
Occasionally they would have a family movie night and her parents developed a habit of watching the young couple more than the movie. Ochaco would snuggle up close to Izuku who would be sitting stiff as a board next to her, not wanting to cross any boundaries. Sometimes Ochaco would drape his arm around her and that arm wouldn’t move an inch until Ochaco moved. Her parents shook from stiffled laughs when Izuku would get caught up in the movie and forget about his hand. The appendage sliding down Ochaco’s side until Izuku became aware of it again and jerked it back up, away from her behind. It was so innocent, so sweet. Ochaco’s parents loved it!
After one movie night, Ochaco’s parents stood and stretched but Izuku did not. Her father looked at the young man curiously before he realized what the issue was. Ochaco had fallen asleep on top of her boyfriend and Izuku, being the kind-hearted young man that he was, allowed her to use his body as a pillow. The parents passed a knowing look between each other before Ochaco’s father approached and gently pushed at Izuku’s shoulder. He pushed the young man down to lay on the couch with Ochaco resting on top of him. Ochaco’s mother brought a blanket to drape over the two. Izuku stared wide eyed at them, unsure of what was happening until Ochaco’s father patted his shoulder and gave him an approving nod. “We trust you, son. Besides, it’s pretty late. Stay here tonight.” Izuku was both honored and terrified by their trust in him.
This honor and fear intensified when the Uraraka’s business began to gain traction again. A new contract required them to travel away from home for a few weeks and they wanted Izuku to stay with Ochaco so that she wouldn’t be home alone. Of course the young hero agreed, even though he knew full well that Ochaco could take care of herself. He figured that maybe her parents were testing him. They knew their daughter could kick ass, they just wanted to see if the two would get handsy while the adults were away.
Izuku had no plans on doing anything more than kissing, but Ochaco had other plans. The powerful, young woman pulled him into her room on the first night and they slept in each other’s arms. Izuku wasn’t sure he would be able to go back to sleeping alone after that. Something just felt right about holding her in his arms at night, and she was inclined to agree. There was a sense of security that washed over her when in Izuku’s arms. She couldn’t imagine life without his embrace.
One night, Ochaco got curious. Her hands traced his body–his cheeks, down his neck, over his shoulders, biceps, across his chest, down his chest. He shivered under her touch and swallowed nervously when her fingers hooked the band of his shorts. She waited for him to give a slight nod before she pulled his shorts down and revealed his hardened member. She was shocked by the size and girth, it being larger than she expected. He was self-conscious about the size and girth, being about average according to the statistics he’d researched. He wondered if he should have shaved before he came over, but then she might have thought he was expecting something. Did girls like it when guys shaved their pubic hair? Did they care? He made a mental note to research it later. In the meantime he had other problems to worry about. Like how far she wanted to take things. He didn’t have any protection on him, he wasn’t planning on getting sexual. Unless she was on protection but then that meant sex and he hadn’t researched sex yet…
Ochaco stopped his mumbling by gripping his member and cupping his balls. She looked to him to see if that was okay but all she could get out of him now was a low, breathy, “Oh-aah.” She gently squeezed and started to pump his cock, watching him as she worked. His face was red, his lips parted as heavy breaths leaked out. He wanted to hold her, but dammit! Where the hell was okay to put his hands? He settled for one hand on the small of her back and the other resting in her hair. A bad move on his part as it pulled her closer. She latched her mouth onto his neck–licking, kissing, and sucking until she found a sensitive spot that had him bucking into her hand and throwing his head back in pleasure. She knew he was getting close by the way his hand tightened in her hair and by his panted warning, “Ah-uh-ah, close!” He tried to pull away, not wanting to make a mess on her, but she refused to let him go. “Ah-ah-Ocha-co!” He whined a second before his hips spasmed and he coated her hand in off-white cream.
She gave him a quick peck on the lips before releasing him to go wash her hands, returning with a rag for him to wipe himself down with. He had an obvious hickey on his neck and was clearly exhausted from the event. Ochaco felt slightly guilty about it, he’d had a long patrol earlier and she’d gotten carried away. She just wanted to look, she hadn’t actually planned on going this far. When he finished cleaning himself up, he reached for her. He planned on reciprocating the pleasure, but she merely pushed him down and pulled the covers over them. She snuggled into his arms and whispered a good night. He felt guilty about not pleasuring her too. He didn’t know that she felt happier than orgasming knowing that she made him feel good enough to release his load in her inexperienced hands.
The next night, Izuku tried to return her affections again, only for her to roll away and make some claim about having to go to the bathroom. He knew she was lying. He never heard the toilet flush. As much as it hurt, he didn’t hold it against her. If she wasn’t in the mood then he wasn’t going to push it. He did, however, take offense the next night when he tried again. She rolled away like he expected her to but came back to him later, wanting to touch him. He shuffled away from her with a simple, “Not tonight, Ochaco.”
“Is everything okay?” She asked, genuinely concerned. She wasn’t blind, she’d seen his boner. So then why would he roll away?
“I just don’t feel like it tonight.” He lied and she knew he was lying. He closed his eyes, feigning exhaustion, and she took the opportunity to cup his member through his shorts.
“I think someone would disagree.” She hummed in amusement. She regretted it when a moment later she found herself pinned to the bed, arms forced above her head with Izuku looming over her…looking a mix between pissed and hurt.
“I said, Not. Tonight. Ochaco.” His voice was deep and dark, “I’m not-I don’t want to be the only one to feel good. I want to make you feel good too.”
“I know.” She responded softly, “I’m just, I’m not ready for sex yet. But even if I’m not ready, I still want to make you feel good. You make me feel good all the time so-”
“But I didn’t even do anything the other night.” Izuku interrupted, tilting his head in curiosity. “How do I make you feel good?”
Her face got significantly redder as she forced herself to meet his puppy eyes. “W-well, it’s always really nice when you hold me or kiss me, but after the other night…you, um, your moans are really hot and make me feel all giddy and excited when I hear them.”
Izuku released her hands and sat back to study her. “My…moans?” He’d never considered himself to be an incredibly sexy guy, not even after all his training with All Might and the finely toned body that resulted from said training. He leaned back down over her to kiss her, one hand cupping her face while the other rested over her belly. “I want to make you feel even better than you do when hearing my moans.” He breathed in her ear, “Will you let me try?”
She shook her head and scrunched her eyes. “I’m not ready for sex, Izuku.”
“Not sex.” He quickly corrected her. “I want to try something that’s not sex.”
Ochaco stared at him with uncertainty for a moment before slowly nodding. “Okay, I trust you.”
The words reverberated in his skull as he recalled how her parents said the same thing. He doubted whether he should continue, but Ochaco had already put her hands all over him… “Just let me know if you want me to stop. I promise I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to. You just have to tell me.” She nodded wordlessly and he began, heart thundering in his chest. He’d seen her naked before but this…this was so much different!
He started with her shirt, lifting it slowly as he kissed from her stomach up to her breasts. He massaged them while gently sucking at her nipples, occasionally grazing them with his teeth. She arched up into his touch with needy moans and squirmy whimpers, making him harder than he ever thought possible before. His hands kneaded down her sides as he worked, stopping at the hem of her shorts when her hands darted down to stop him.
“Ochaco?” He glanced up at her to see her face twisted with nervousness, but she didn’t say anything about stopping. He gave her a minute before pulling his arm from her grip and continuing to tug off her pants.
“I-Izuku…” She whispered when he finally succeeded, and he thought he had an inkling as to why she was so nervous about him seeing her down there.
“Ochaco.” He repeated, voice low, rhythmic, and soothing, “It’s not sex that you’re actually worried about is it? Or at least, that’s not the only reason you wouldn’t let me pleasure you?” He slid down her body, positioning his head between her legs and looking up at her with knowing eyes. “There are other ways to make someone feel good, so your hesitation didn’t make a whole lot of sense to me until now… Ochaco, you weren’t afraid that I would be turned away by a little hair on your pussy?” He accentuated his question with an experimental lick between her folds, chuckling when she jerked at the contact. He hummed and mumbled against her clit, knowing the vibrations would drive her wild, “You put your tongue all over me the other day, when I came by covered in sweat and grime from my patrol. You didn’t care that I was dirty, you didn’t care that I didn’t shave. What makes you think that I would care if you didn’t?”
She opened her mouth to respond but only lewd moans escaped her lips. Tears pricked at her eyes from hom lucky she felt. How was she so fortunate to get a guy like him? In Junior High she pushed guys away, focusing on her future instead. In High School, she was so focused on not dying and then hiding her crush on Izuku. Guys always thought when they heard that her family was struggling that she would be an easy catch, that they could throw money at her and get an easy blow job or something more if they had a lot of money to throw at her. When they realized that she had standards, that she wouldn’t stoop that low, they walked away while hurling degrading insults at her. And now here she was, being eaten out by Izuku who didn’t care if they had sex, if she was clean shaven or hairy… He was a popular hero, he could have his pick of any girl out there, and goodness knows there were a lot of girls out there prettier than her. But he wasn’t with any of them. He was here. With her.
She glanced down at him, listening to him mumble about the flavor. Her flavor. He rambled on about what foods affected the flavor and speculated on what she might have eaten beforehand that gave her the flavor he was tasting now. She felt herself going crazy at the way his low voice vibrated her clit, the way his warm tongue tasted her… She could feel fluid dripping down her ass but couldn’t tell if it was Izuku’s spit or her slick.
A moment later Izuku went quiet and lifted his head to study her. “Are you–you’ve been getting wetter the more I mumble. Does it just feel that good or does my muttering turn you on?”
She blushed in embarrassment. “It’s cute. A-and you’re doing it down there! How could I not get turned on?”
He smirked as he descended on her clit again, this time using his hand to hold her southern lips apart and allow his tongue to explore her further. He could feel her getting close, her legs clenching around him as her hands buried in his hair. She was shaking, desperate, afraid that he would let go. He had no intentions of stopping though, not until she was finished. He didn’t panic when she bucked and her legs clamped around his head, he just kept sucking as she rocked on his tongue. She released him as she came down from her high and he pushed himself up her body to kiss her. “You’re fucking amazing!” He breathed heavily, a little out of breath from when she suffocated him. He didn’t care. He loved her.
“You’re my hero.” She whispered breathlessly, “Let me reward you?”
As much as Izuku liked the sound of what she was implying, he had an idea that he wanted to try… “I’ve actually got something I’d like to try, if you’re up for it?” He offered tentatively.
“I like your ideas.” Ochaco nodded eagerly.
Izuku quickly repositioned himself, supporting himself with one thickly corded arm next to Ochaco’s head. With his other hand, he shimmied his boxers down and gripped his painfully hard member. He gazed down into Ochaco’s wide eyes as he started to stroke himself, taking in her plumps lips, the heavy blush of her cheeks, the sweet breaths she took as she watched him jerk himself off over her. His eyes trailing over her body like a piece of meat…it was erotic, made her feel erotic, like she was worth being lusted over.
“What are you doing?” She asked, drinking in the sight of him just as much as he was her. She couldn’t lie, the sight of him looking like he was about to come undone over her was mouthwatering. The sweat beading on his twitching muscles, the sexy moans he was releasing, the loving, desperate look in his eyes…
His voice was deep and husky when he answered her, “I-uh-fuck! I w-wanna cum on you. W-wanna m-mark you as mi-ine.” Ochaco’s heart clenched at his lewdly romantic gesture and she instinctively pulled him down for a passionate kiss. Apparently, that was all he needed as grunted into her lips and his hips stuttered. She felt his hot, wet release spatter onto her stomach and a low, hot, “Fuuuuck!” as the man over her rode out his pleasure and tried not to collapse on top of her.
When he finally opened his eyes again, Ochaco smiled sheepishly. “That was hot. Where did you come up with the idea?”
Now it was his turn to be embarrassed. “I read about it…when I was doing my research…”
Ochaco chuckled in amusement. “You know what? I’m glad you’re a nerd. You appear to have really good results come of your research.”
Izuku pulled her closer and grinned, “Guess I’ll have to do more research then, find more experiments to verify that research.” Ochaco was looking forward to it, but first…they needed to clean up.
After washing away the sweat, vaginal fluids, and cum from their bodies, the two young heroes quickly passed out in each other’s arms. Little did they know, Ochaco’s parents returned home early to find them naked and entangled in Ochaco’s bed. They weren’t exactly surprised, they knew something was likely to happen with two kids unsupervised and alone, but they never actually thought that they would witness it. Their daughter fast asleep with Izuku’s arms wrapped protectively around her. So what if the two young adults were both naked? It was the most content they’d seen their daughter in a long time.
The two adults carefully backtracked out of the house, not wanting to wake the sleeping couple and startle them with their early return. They would come back later, when they were sure the two would be more decent. Ochaco’s mother would distract her by showing her pictures and telling her stories about the job site while her father would guide Izuku to the side to have a very long lecture about taking responsibility when accidents happened. Izuku was confused, at first, until he realized that her father was assuming they had sex. It was a very awkward conversation as Izuku assured her father that they didn’t have full on sex and that he was waiting for Ochaco to give him the green light before proceeding. Ochaco’s father liked the sound of that. Before the older man could get a word out in response, the green headed youth looked at him with the most determined set of puppy eyes he’d ever seen. The young hero bravely looked him in the eye, only one question on his lips, “What do I have to do to marry your daughter?”
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