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cutecatlov3r · 1 year

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𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨?

various x reader ! [bakugou, kirishima, denki, sero, shoto, izuku, shinso, and tamaki]

synopsis: my head cannons and my opinion on which songs they'd fuck you to .

warnings/tw: all characters are 21+, praise, degradation, and my personal head cannons on what they are like during sex .

a/n: don't copy my work ! like, re-blog, and comment ily ! not proofread .

jjk ver. aot ver. hq ver. ft ver. bllk ver.

Katsuki Bakugou

Finesse [Drake]

�� I live for soft Bakugou. He is a dom but when it comes to you he is kind of soft yet still grumpy.

✰ Pulls your hair.

✰ I think that this song shows how he sort of feels without saying it. That's why he fucks you to this song.

✰ He loves you but will barely say it. His pride gets in the way.

✰ He will be slow and steady during this song, going fast at the end. He just wants to be gentle during this song because he loves you so much.

✰ He will kiss you passionately as he fucks you to this song.

✰ You love his gentle side, that's when he makes sure to shoot his warm cum deep inside you, wanting to see it seep out of you.

✰ He isn't loud or anything, he groans and grunts, too prideful to make any noise but his ego goes high when it comes to you moaning loud for him.

✰ "I... Uh, love you... I love you, so much y/n,"

"You stay on my mind, All the time"

Eijiro Kirishima

Work Out [J. Cole]

✰ Most respectful man on the planet, always asks for consent, EVERY SINGLE TIME !

✰ He is a soft dom. He can't stand hurting you or being rough with you.

✰ He has a pretty big cock, which is why he's so soft when it comes to fucking you, he doesn't want to hurt you.

✰ "Watch out baby... I'm just putting in the tip, don't worry,"

✰ He praises you any chance he gets, even over the littlest things.

✰ "You're amazing, just keep riding slow, you're doing such a good job!"

✰ He will leave hickeys, scared to leave bite marks.

✰ He loves old school songs, fucking you to this song makes his mind feel at ease.

✰ He loves you, he will tell you that whenever he feels like it (which is every 5 minutes)

✰ No man can do aftercare like this man ! He will cook for you, clean for you, carry you places, and even message you.

"Do you really want to love me forever?"

Denki Kaminari

Swimming Pools [Lloyd]

✰ He is a switch . END OF DISCUSSION . He loves being more submissive though.

✰ He likes this song and fucking you to it because it makes him feel like a bad ass. Kind of like he's special in the moment.

✰ Public places>

✰ He is such a huge flirt when it comes to you, he makes you feel actually wanted by him. He will directly be blunt with how he feels.

✰ "Baby I'm harddd, please touch me,"

✰ WHINES, MOANS, GROANS, WHIMPERS, GRUNTS, and GIGGLES .

✰ You don't mind his choice of music, you actually find it cute that he enjoys this song so much because it makes him feel like the main character.

✰ Pervert . He does not show any shame .

✰ "I can see your nipples through your shirt,"

✰ If he's fucking you, he's going fast and hard. Not really fully knowing how to please a woman.

✰ He's not shy when it comes to toys, he normally uses them on you when he can't make you cum. He never lets it get him down.

"Into my room, I hit her from behind. Doing again like I'm pressing rewind"

Hanta Sero

My X [Rae Sremmurd]

✰ Mean Dom Sero>>>

✰ I can just see him using you, not even in love with you. He's in love with your body.

✰ "Lay the hell down slut, I don't have all day"

✰ Not once has ever made you cum on purpose, he doesn't care for your pleasure.

✰ He likes fucking you to this song because it just shows that he's focusing on himself, never focusing on a good for nothing slut.

✰ Groans and grunts but that's it.

✰ He is so goddamn toxic, he may not love you but your body belongs to him.

✰ "Why the hell were you in Denki's room yesterday? Do you really need dick that bad? You're such a slut, pissing me the hell off,"

✰ He despises your cute face, all he wants to do is ruin you. There is no other goal.

✰ Leaves before you wake up, he does not cuddle you.

✰ "Whores don't deserve to be treated with respect," he spat out, venom seeping through his voice.

"A hoe just gon' be a hoe, And a slut just gon' be a slut"

Shoto Todoroki

Heavenly [Cigarettes After Sex]

✰ I can see Shoto being a soft dom during this song. Only during this song . Other than this song being sweet and sensual he will fucking fuck you until you can't walk with any other song .

✰ This song is his outlet when it comes to how he feels about you.

✰ He loves you so much, more than anyone.

✰ Degrades you, spanks you, chokes you, and slaps you when this song isn't on.

✰ When this song is playing he will be gentle with you, kissing you softly and running his fingers through your hair.

✰ "I love you. Kiss me more, please,"

✰ He is so soft and gentle with this song, making sure to satisfy you and himself.

✰ He will moan softly for you.

✰ Aw I can just imagine him having his face in the crook of your neck after fucking you nice and good.

"Touch me with a kiss, feel me on your lips"

Izuku Midoriya

Banana Pie [Lil Darkie]

✰ He will eat you out to this song.

✰ Addicted to watching your legs shake .

✰ He for sure over stimulates you, sometimes it's on accident but most on the time it's on purpose. He loves seeing you whine and cry.

✰ He loves you, like actually loves you.

✰ Look... He kind of wants to have a three some but he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

✰ Moans, groans, and pants heavily.

✰ He is sort of a sadist, hair pulling his one of his favorite things to do. His green eyes go blank, filled up with thoughts of just hurting you. (I'm sorry... I love mean Izuku).

✰ "One more peep out of you and I'll have to spank you, y/n. Cut it out,"

✰ This man is fast, hard, and knows where your sensitive spots are. Basically a fuck machine that can please the hell out of you.

✰ Sucking on your skin>

✰ He is an ass guy, he loves spanking you, there's just something about watching your skin turn red and bruise up. It turns him on.

"Banana pie, so sweet and soft. Never enough"

Hitoshi Shinso

Come Get Her [Rae Sremmurd]

✰ Can we all agree he'd tie you up and fuck you to this song?

✰ I'm sensing a rough, sadist dom. (daddy kink ?)

✰ Loves tying you up, you're his little rope bunny.

✰ "Stop squirming, the rope is going to burn your soft skin,"

✰ HICKEYS>

✰ I feel like he'd be into somno . (Me too though)

✰ He likes this song because it's like you're his little stripper that he gets to fuck.

✰ "You better be putting in some work, or else I won't let you cum,"

✰ Rough fucking is all Shinso does.

✰ His groans are... Just amazing . They literally are like angels singing.

✰ He gets super sleepy afterwards so you're forced to take care of yourself.

"How you movin', you deserve a couple racks"

Tamaki Amajiki

Girls Need Love [Summer Walker]

✰ Sub . No question . This man would never dom you .

✰ Vanilla sex. He would never get rough with you.

✰ During this song you're riding his face. You're pulling his hair, seated directly on him.

✰ He does do pretty damn good with his tongue...

✰ He whimpers, moans, and whines.

✰ He loves you. You're his total opposite, he admires your courage and leadership skills.

✰ "Y-your speech was good today..."

✰ He also loves getting dominated by you, he loves it. He likes when you're in control.

✰ ...He fanticizes about getting pegged here and there.

✰ Super shy! He never makes the first move.

✰ He always is making sure you're okay, he gets so worried. Like genuinley worried.

✰ His mannerisms are so cute !

✰ "Should I... Uh... P-put it in?"

"Give it to me like you need it, baby"

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sugawaraxo · 2 years

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cried during sex

warnings: suggestive content + fluff

characters: shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugo, hitoshi shinso

synopsis: how they react to you crying during sex

a/n: surprise :)

shoto todoroki

• freezes, literally

• his whole body tenses and he reflexively frosts over the sheets underneath his hands

• he’s confused and worried that he hurt you

• almost starts crying with you

• almost

you didn’t have time to process what was happening to you until you were already in the midst of breaking down. shoto was so gentle with you, so meticulous with every stroke of his body against yours. the way his eyes stayed locked on yours the entire time. you’ve had sex before, this wasn’t your first time. but it was your first time with him. the first time you felt seen as more than an object for someone’s pleasure. the first time you felt like someone was touching you because they truly cared for you and wanted you to feel good. in fact so good it made you cry. not simple dismissible tears that could be wiped away as though they were never there, you’d wished that was all it had been. no you full on sobbed, body convulsed, shallow breathed, sobbed and despite all your efforts, you couldn’t stop. shoto halted mid-thrust, you felt him accidentally freeze the sheets beneath you in the process. the lustful gaze you were just lost in now morphed into one of worry.

“shit, y/n? are you ok? did i hurt you? why didn’t you say something? i’m so sorry. shit.” he panicked before disconnecting your bodies. he then pulled you into a hug, your ear pressed to his chest with his hand cupped around the back of your head, the other draped around your torso. his heart was racing abnormally fast and you knew if you continued to stay silent his heart might actually have stopped working.

“n-no you didn’t hurt me, at all. the exact opposite actually. it’s just i, it’s stupid.” you stopped yourself, choking down the embarrassing words that threatened to spill out.

“it’s not stupid, especially if it’s enough to make you cry. what happened? you can talk to me.” shoto reassured you and you teetered dangerously close to tearing up again.

“you care. about me. and it’s so genuine and pure the way you show it and, i don’t know. that’s overwhelming i guess. because no one i’ve cared for in the way i care for you has ever truly reciprocated it…until now. that plus you literally reaching parts of me i didn’t know could be reached was a lot to handle i guess.”

he chuckled at that, the rumble of the small laugh echoed in your ear that was still rested against his chest. he began stroking your hair. you hadn’t noticed how tight his grip on you was until he loosened up. his heart rate slowed.

“if it makes you feel any better, i almost cried too.”

you pulled away from his grasp and playfully hit his chest, “shut up. you don’t have to lie to make me feel better.”

his eyes locked on yours in the same way they did before your body betrayed you.

“i wouldn’t lie to you.”

you smiled at the sincerity behind his words.

“then i apologize for almost dragging you down this emotional well with me, won’t happen again” you laughed softly.

“it can happen whenever you need it to, i don’t mind.”

all you could do was smile. he was so patient and sweet and that overwhelming feeling was back, yet this time something was different. you leaned in to kiss him. you figured that in this moment it’d be better to show him through your actions how you were feeling instead of summing it up with sappy words. he obliged eagerly, wasting no time to finish things from where you two left off.

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katsuki bakugo

• doesn’t really notice until he hears your soft sniffles

• he just assumes your eyes were watering from how good it felt

• wouldn’t be the first time

• but when you cover your face, sniffling as you try to block him from seeing what was happening

• he realizes

“y/n?” his breath hitched and he tore your hands away from your face so quickly it was almost humorous.

“are you crying? why are you crying?” the deep look of confusion and fear settled on his face did make you laugh which confused him even further.

“what the hell is going on with you? say something.” his eyes scanned your face frantically and you could tell he found none of this funny, he was genuinely worried and you weren’t doing anything to ease his nerves.

“sorry sorry, i don’t know why i’m crying kats. well i do but, i don’t want to say it. i’m scared to say it.” you admitted before you hid behind your hands once more.

“scared? what is there to be scared of, i’m here y/n. just tell me.” his voice sounded almost desperate, like he was anticipating the worst news of his life and your heart dropped.

“it’s nothing bad, i promise. i…i love you. like a lot. like an inexplicable amount. and today was perfect, you’re perfect. i’m just overly emotional about it all.”

that was the first time you’d ever said ‘i love you.’ he had said it once before but you weren’t ready to say it back, too guarded and still healing from past wounds to trust that he actually meant it. but today he proved that he did beyond anything you’d ever imagined. he planned a date for you that felt like it was snatched straight out of your dreams, his attention to detail and all the small things you’ve ever told him was impeccable. and then this, being physically as close as your bodies would allow you. it was perfect. he was perfect.

“i love you too y/n, more than you’ll probably ever know. but if you ever need to cry while i’m balls deep inside you again, can you please start with the fact that it’s nothing bad? i think my heart almost stopped.”

you laughed and he smiled, that smile that made you fall for him months ago.

“sorry kats, i think i know how i can make it up to you though.” you suggested before trailing your way down his body until your mouth hovered above his now semi-hard length. without any hesitation you took it expertly in your mouth and down your throat.

“god, i fucking love you.” he groaned.

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hitoshi shinso

• slows his pace and wipes your tears

• he asks you if you want him to stop

• but you say no, that’s the last thing you want

• so he reluctantly continues, wiping each tear from your cheeks as he does so

shinso’s strokes were deep yet slow and he had this expression on his face that you couldn’t quite decipher. pleasure mixed with something else. probably concern. you could tell he was worried because of the way he kept wiping your tears from your face. he would occasionally hunch down to kiss them away and your heart fluttered each time. he had asked you twice if you wanted to stop but you insisted that he kept going, you didn’t want to ruin this good moment. but you could tell his head was swarming with questions and felt it was unfair to keep him in the dark. you placed a hand on his lower abdomen indicating for him to stop. he did just that, eagerly waiting for you to say something. anything.

“i’ve had a completely shit week shinso. but when i’m with you it’s like every bad thing is nonexistent. those weren’t sad tears, sometimes it just happens when we, you know. usually i’m better at hiding it though.” you confessed.

“oh, so you’re not mad at me or anything?” he asked and his voice cracked a little almost as though he himself was about to cry prior to your explanation.

“no baby. not at all. not even close.”

“good. well i’m glad you’re ok, i hate seeing you cry. but weirdly, knowing that they weren’t sad tears makes it kind of endearing.” shinso admitted.

“i’m glad you think so because i genuinely can’t control it, it happens every time. like i said, i’m usually just better at hiding it.” you laughed lightly.

“it’s ok if you can’t hide it. i’ll just keep wiping them away for you, and besides, you look so pretty when you cry.” shinso smiled before he thrusted into you again.

the waterworks were almost instant, but as he insisted he would be, shinso was there to wipe your tears away.

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jacy-gir1 · 3 months

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Heyyy, NSFW alphabet featuring shinsou. Obviously 18+

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He is the kind of guy to be instantly tired, he wants to hold you, lazily kiss you, cuddle you as you fall asleep after sex. He doesn’t mind if there’s a little mess and your both naked he just wants you in his arms.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Thighs absolutely no questions asked. He wants to kiss them, touch them, squeeze them, put his head in between them, you name it. There’s no better way to relax after a long day of work then to lay down in your pillowy thighs.

C = Cum (Where does he want to cum?)

Back to the last one, thighs definitely. If they aren’t available then stomach, back, or tits. There’s just something about seeing himself sprayed on your body it’s like an animal marking there territory.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Actually really into dominantrics (idk how to spell that just go with it) but would never tell you because he’s super embarrassed. He secretly would enjoy being bossed around, told how to please you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s watched a fair share of porno but was a virgin before he met you, surprisingly he was a natural in bed, a quick learner you’d call him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, some may say it’s boring but it gets all the right spots, he can kiss you while rearranging your guts, easy access to your clit and curves, and best of all your neck is so so easy to grab.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Very serious, so serious it’s goofy

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Carpet matches the drapes, purple stubble

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Less romantic then you’d expect, he’s a fan of hard kinky sex, not the type of stuff you’d call “making love” but it’s romantic in his own way.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

A lot, If he’s horny and your not available his hand is on his cock. He jacks off to pictures of you in a swimsuit. He has jerked off next to you in bed while you were sleeping multiple times, he dreads you waking up but also gets off on it

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

About the level of kinky as you’d expect, he’s into shibari, putting you in collars (a little pet play), and using his quirk on you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bed, it’s the most comfortable for both of you and you don’t have to worry about it not working for his favorite positions.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Mostly you teasing him but sometimes he just gets random boners. If you really want to get him going then strip tease when he’s not expecting it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Role play, he hates thinking about fucking anyone but you. Other then that he’s super open to whatever you want to try; my man does not kink shame

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Not very good at giving but lovvvvves receiving, it’s his favorite way to cum, with your mouth wrapped around him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Very rough and fast paced, this man rails the shit of you it is not gentle. However if you feel like it’s to much he becomes more gentle with you, your pleasure comes before him.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not a fan of quickies, he prefers longs nights where you can do multiple rounds and fall asleep after

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Loves to push yours and his own boundaries, he’s not Risky in the sense of doing it in public though

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

About 4, you’ll know when he’s tired out

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

It’s hit or miss with toys but he loves putting you in collars and using controlled toys to tease and edge you with

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

His version of foreplay is teasing the shit out of you, but after that he just wants to get lost in you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s a grunter and whimperer definitely, loud in a quiet way if that makes any sense.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Reads cringy smut fanfiction and imagines you as main characters

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Like 6inches, not enough to be painful for you but big enough to make you feel like he’s in your stomach

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Depends, it’s like seasonal with this man, super horny during winter, super chill during summer.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Two fucking seconds after he cums he’s snoring while holding you tight, more cuddles the better

#mha x reader #mha #mha smut #smut #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou smut

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crowborn666-nsfw · 4 months

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Need

Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader

Tags: needy! Shinsou, AFAB anatomy, dry humping, riding, praise,

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You thought nothing of Hitoshi’s arms wrapping around your middle as you laid in bed reading, but when his hips began rolling against your backside is when you stopped to bookmark your page.

“‘Toshi dear, is everything okay?” You asked, barely able to see his purple locks in your peripheral as he had his head hidden in the back of your neck.

All you got was a grunt in response, his grip on your hips tightening as his movements became more frantic.

“Hitoshi?”

“‘M sorry,” he slurred, pressing a kiss to the nape of your neck, “Woke up a-and jus… needed you.”

“That’s okay.” you spoke gently, biting your bottom lip as you rolled back against him, “I’m awake, and we’ve got all night.”

Hitoshi groaned, beginning to whimper and pant with each roll of his hips. He pawed at you with his hands, squeezing and pulling on your limbs to get you closer.

“Shit… shitshitshit!” Hitoshi hissed through his teeth, stuttering to a standstill with a near breathless cry escaping his open mouth.

He let go of you, rolling onto his back with beads of sweat sticking to his forehead and a damp spot on his sweatpants.

“Feel better, ‘Toshi?” You hummed, rolling over to face him.

“Yeah.” He swallowed against his dry throat, “Could we go again though?”

“Of course.” You kissed his lips, moving to help him undress. You tossed his dirty sweatpants near the hamper, making a note to wash them first thing in the morning.

You undressed yourself, before moving to cradle his lap with your hips and sink down on him. Hitoshi groaned, biting his lip as he grasped your hips.

You took a moment to adjust before moving, setting a steady pace that had him writhing in pleasure.

“You’re too good for me.” Hitoshi mumbled, moaning between sentences, “You’re so warm and soft, you know exactly what to do to make me feel good.”

“I have to.” You laughed, kissing his lips again, “I wouldn’t be a good partner if I wasn’t now would I?”

You shifted a little, just enough to have Hitoshi hit that spot that made you see stars. He moaned in time with you, bucking up into your heat.

“‘Toshi, I’m close!”

Your announcement only made Hitoshi moan louder, bucking up into you in rougher strokes. “Need you! Need you so bad!”

You both found your high at the same time, pants and moans being shared between you. Hitoshi’s hips occasionally stuttered, bringing your attention to his still hard cock inside you.

“Poor thing,” you cooed, brushing back his hair that stuck to his forehead, “So needy tonight.”

“One more? Please?”

“Of course, ‘Toshi. One more.”

#aged up characters #bnha #mha #bnha smut #bnha x reader #mha smut #mha x reader #shinsou smut #shinso hitoshi #shinsou x reader #shinso smut #hitoshi shinsou

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izvmimi · 1 year

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cw: smut. minors dni. spit.

the room is dark, laced only with the sounds of your hushed breaths and ambient music at low volume wafting through your speakers.

your bodies are warm and flushed together, and a thin layer of sweat glides shinsou's body up and down your skin; you can tell that he's reaching his limit because each thrust, each drag of his cock against your walls is getting slower and more desperate than the last, along with the drawn-out pull of air into his lungs.

you moan, just a little louder than usual, arching your back with the sound; your legs tighten around his waist and suddenly he stops...

a small heave, locks of hair falling into his face as he looks down at you - no, really at the space that joins your bodies, where his cock has been entering your pretty hole over and over again for the last hour.

you look at him, lips puffy and mouth slightly ajar, waiting for more - perhaps a kiss or for him to drop another glob of sticky spit in your mouth. instead, he looks up again, into your slightly unfocused eyes, and you're distracted from the twitch of his cock inside you by the dark fascination that underlies his gaze.

"make that noise again."

your eyes widen.

"w-which one?" you breathe out.

he strokes once more, a slow snap of the hips, and you throw your head back again as he finds the spot, that spot, giving him the extra boost he needs to fuck you longer and harder.

another soft cry of pleasure leaves your throat.

"that one."

#shinsou smut #shinsou hitoshi smut #shinsou hitoshi x reader smut #bnha smut #daydreams: bnha #thoughts: shinsou #mimi's notes

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mr-mafias-wife · 6 months

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Hi I love you blog, I was wondering if I could get, Denki, Todoroki, Shinso, Kirishima, and Bakugo teaching their girlfriend how to give head. Thank you!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

OMG this sounds so sweet!!!!!!!! I think I’m gonna make this a series. So ig here’s part one! GN reader!!!

Bakugou; Denki; Todoroki ; Shinso

If you don’t like it… DONT READ IT!!!

Bakugou:

I know a lot of people will disagree with this, but i think that for your first ever blow job, bakugou would be a bit soft

Not saying he’s coddling you, just saying he’s not fucking your face aggressively

He would ask you at least four times if you were sure

It’s not like you’ve never done anything, there have been hand jobs and face sitting, but you’ve never put him in your mouth

You sit below Bakugou, hands placed gently on your knees as you look up at your boyfriend who’s sitting on the end of your shared bed. He had an uncharacteristically gentle smile graced his face as his callous palm cradles your cheek.

“Y’sure ya wanna do this peach?” he asked, voice gravely and dripping with lust.

You nod, learning your face into his hand as you kiss his palm. He chuckles and sits back, pulling his cock out of his sweatpants. You whimper at the sight of him pumping himself, his fist wrapped tightly around his girth as he worked to get himself harder than he already was. Once he was comfortable, he gently grabbed your hand, placing the oddly small appendage on his base, moving your other hand to wrap around the space just above.

“Now,” he grunted, pulling pillows up behind him and gently petting your head, “You move them up and down at the same time.”

You tried that, just like how he taught you when you just use your hands. Your brows furrowed in concentration, “Like this?”

Bakugou grunted heavily, sucking a sharp breath as he grabbed your wrists. “Now keep doing that, but move them like this.” He gently rotated your hands, moving them so your forearms were apart when you reach his tip but then your wrists would touch when you got to his base.

You shifted in your position on the floor, your knees digging into the pillow below you as you hovered over his cock. He chuckled at your position, you just look so cute when you’re concentrating! There was a moment where neither of you talked, just him enjoying the pleasure and you enjoying his sounds. But you started to get antsy. He noticed and spoke.

“Wrap your lips around the tip, yeah?” he graveled out. You nodded gently and leaned forward, giving him a kitten lick before wrapping your plush lips around his throbbing tip. He hummed in appreciation and gently placed his hand on the back of your head — not for power, but for guidance.

You sucked on his tip for a hot minute, moving your wrists the same way. Soon you got curious, sucking farther down his cock and only reaching a third of the way down his impressive length. You hummed gently, smiling to yourself as he bucked his hips making you gag viciously as his tip hit the back of your throat. You pulled back quickly, coughing strongly and clasping on to Bakugou’s thigh.

He shot up, gasping apologies to you as he brushed you hair from your face. Once you had calmed there was a beat of silence.

“I’m so so so sorry peaches,” he mumbled.

“I-I’m okay,” you smiled gently down at the ground.

“What?” he whispered.

No response.

“Peaches,” he slipped a hand under your chin and moved your eyes to meet his, “What’s wrong?”

“I kinda liked it,” you whispered, shuffling closer to his open thighs and placing a small hand on one.

“Yeah?” You nod. “Well then,” he smirked as he leaned back into the pillows, threading both hands through your hair and grabbing a fistful, “Three taps on my thigh means stop.” And that the last thing you heard before you were gagging and sputtering around his thick cock, whimpering as his derogatory names for you and rough thrusts.

Denki:

Now, even though he talks a BIG game, i think it would be his first time too

Not like with sex — i know his virginity is LOOOOOOOOONG gone — but more like his first time having someone’s mouth around him

He’s not used to the personal attention, he mainly focuses on his partners, so he’s just as nervous as you are

He will DEFINITELY cum early but hell try so so so very hard to hold back — plus he’s a sucker for overstim so just keep going!!!

“A-are you sure? ‘Cause I can just ea—“

Denki’s rambling was cut off by your yanking of his belt, “I told you, Denks,” you smile, unzipping his jeans and shoving them to his knees with his boxers, “I wanna do this! You always wanna do stuff f’me, lemme treat you, Sparky.”

He smiles fondly at you, brushing his knuckles against your cheek, “Why’re you always so sweet to me, Sunshine?”

With a wink back you grab ahold of his cock. It’s thin, but long, and pink at the tip. You give him a few good tugs then look back up at his flushed face, “Now, I watched a few videos before, and I saw some girls twisting their wrists like this and putting their mouths on the tip.”

You hum as your wrap your freshly glossed lips around his tip and hear his groan of approval — he always did love your lip gloss. Then, you begin to twist your had around his shaft, loosening as you got to his base and tightening slightly as you got to his tip. At the first stroke, Denki hunches over you with a whimper, screwing his eyes shut and digging his hands in your hair.

You didn’t stop however, you were too addicted to the near pornographic moan he let escape to calm down. Instead, you took your free hand and started lightly tracing the underside of his balls, like you had seen a porn star do in one of the videos you found.

“B-baby! Slow down!” You sped up at his whine, sucking harder, stroking faster, massaging his balls in your palm with he occasional gentle tug.

He was twisting a turning above you, desperately fisting your hair as his face flushed a deep shade of red and his hair rose from the static of his quirk. He was moaning and whimpering unabashedly and his knees began to quake as he neared his end.

“S-sunshi-ne,” He hiccuped, “‘m gonna cum! Put — put more of me in…please!”

With a giggle, you carefully popped a few more inches of his cock into your mouth, rubbing your tongue across the thick vein along his shaft.

Denki came. Hard. He fisted your hair desperately and you looked up just in time to see his head thrown back and face twisted in pleasure as he moaned out your name.

You continued to softly jerk him as he came down, removing your mouth to catch the dribbles of his seed he left on your chin, staring up at his lulling head above you.

“Denks?” You reach a tentative hand to his chest as he shutters. One of his hands covers yours, lanky fingers twining around your palm.

“Can you do that,” he breathes deeply, letting out a chuckle, “every night?”

All you can do is laugh and nod as he lays you out to return the favor.

Shoto:

This man is KINKY AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME NO

It’s always the quiet ones?! He’s very soft dom, all guiding and loving, but also very dominant, sometimes strict when he’s had a bad day

At first he’d be shocked but then he’d grin softly and help you kneel before him and just let you explore his body

HES GOT RULES — but he totally forgets every single one as soon as your lips touch him

Your heart was racing, nearly beating out of your chest as you knelt at Shoto’s feet. Your hands were placed gingerly on your thighs as your eyes traced every one of his movements, including the bobbing of his aching cock.

Shoto sat in front of you, completely naked and sprawled out on the couch. His hand picked at a stray thread in the couch as he studied your position. You gulped.

“Are you sure you want to do this, my love? There are plenty of other activities we can fill our night with,” he murmured as he placed his elbows on his knees and delicately traced your jaw with a hand.

“I’m sure, Sho. Teach me,” you whispered back. He quirked a brow.

“Please.”

“There’s a good pet.” He smiled as he leaned back, pulling you closer to his crotch by your chin. He motioned for you to place one hand in his and you jumped a bit as he crudely spat in your palm. “Now,” he smiled slowly and relaxed further into the cushions, “wrap your fingers around the shaft and squeeze a little.”

You did as instructed and he grunted. You were mesmerized by the way his tip glistened and how his abdomen flexed with every restrained breath of his. With out even thinking, you began to stroke him, long and steady as you watched a few beads of pre-cum glisten down your fist. Shoto didn’t speak because he was curious of what you would do, how you would explore him.

Not that you noticed anyways, you’d moved on to using two hands, one right above the other, and pumping faster. Eventually, the milky lube at his tip became too tempting and, tentatively, you licked a drop. The flavor was unique. Obviously salty and tangy but it had a slight sweetness to it, something that compelled your to wrap your lips around the pink mushroom-like head and suck you your heart’s content.

“Such a good pet,” Shoto moaned openly, releasing the rules he’d set in favor of allowing you to explore to your heart’s content. “Just like that.”

“‘M doing good?” You pant, fanning your breath over the underside of his dick as you lick a stipe from balls to tip.

“So so good, take your time, my love, you have all night,” he mumbled, combing his fingers through your hair in silent praise and pride.

You smile, already thinking about your next step: giving his beautifully shaved balls some much needed attention.

Shinso:

Imma be honest — I have ZERO fukin idea, he seems 1 of 2: asexual or uninterested in his own pleasure

I mean, i think it would take him a bit to get used to the idea or he’d just be bored

Now, if you say it’s for YOUR pleasure, I bet he’d be on board in a heartbeat

This exhausted muppet of a man would splay himself out and say do WHATEVAH

You giggled, shifting nervously on the foot of the bed as your boyfriend is starfished naked on the bed, a lazy — defiantly weed induced — smile graces his face. “Whatever?” You question.

“Whatever.” He repeats.

“So just anything I want to do?” You ask. He nods. “What if I mess up?” He rolls his eyes. “What if I hurt you?” He chuckles. “But seriously, Shin, I’ve never done this. What if my teeth catch on you or my han—”

Suddenly, Shinso is grasping your cheeks with his thumb and forefinger, almost enough to hurt, and bringing your nose-to-nose with him, “If I’m in pain, I might let you know. But I like it. So I most likely won’t. If it doesn’t work, then I’ll help direct you. However, if this becomes something that spreads any semblance of insecurity, I will not hesitate to stop you and lick, fuck, suck and spank every ounce of it out of you. Understood?”

With a whimper you nod. You always did love when he would get more dominant with you. After a quick peck on your forehead, he lays back down, gathering a few pillows over his hands to lay his head on, looking as comfortable as ever. You told a deep breath before shaking your hands out and settling back between his legs.

With shaky hands, you grabbed the small bottle of lube he set out next to you earlier and gathered a little spurt before massaging it into your hands. After another deep breath you grabbed his cock.

It’s long and slightly tilted to the left with a thick base. It made your mouth water. With one hand resting on his thigh, the other began to stroke his dick, watching as his foreskin moved to cover his glistening pink tip slightly. You shifted forward a bit, concentration written all over your face as you watched his cock twitch with each move.

Shinso was enjoying this more than he felt he should. Watching his adorably shy lover finally break out of their shell. He made a point not to say anything, wanting you to have full control over what will make you comfortable. It arouses him to no end knowing that you found it to be pleasurable, it’s the only reason he’s doing this in the first place.

You’d moved the hand on his thigh to the base of his cock now, your thumb just barely brushing his balls. You’d found it interesting that more pre-cum would spurt if you tightened your hold around his tip. The second you realized this he let out a guttural grunt. You smiled and he swore in that moment that you were the most devilish angel to ever grace this earth.

#mha imagines #mha smut #bakugo smut #shoto smut #shinsou smut #denki smut #smut #myheroacademia #mha fanfiction #hot as fuck #fictional men are the greatest thing to grace this earth and NO ONE can tell me otherwise

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melancholymegumi · 2 months

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Shinsou , trying to bribe his little sister to not tell daddy!shota that he went out with Kaminari to go to a party. You , being the brat you are refused and blackmailed Shinsou with that piece of information , only to fail and end up with an ass full of cum that's plugged with the prettiest butt plug he bought <3

#mha smut #mha x reader #bnha smut #bnha x reader #yandere bnha #yandere mha x reader #melody's short nonesense #hitoshi shinso x reader #shinsou smut #hitoshi shinsou smut

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slayfics · 2 months

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PST. PST! Over here! I need a cockwarming sesh with hitoshi 🥺❤️ like they're having a movie night with guys or just us two and he whispers "just the tip"... Which we both know won't happen so when the guys leave after the movie ends (cockwarming the entire time) does he fuck you stupid 🤤🤤

Movie night with Hitoshi.

Warnings: Hitoshi aged up | NSFW

1,200 words~

"Ok, so we're totally binge-watching all of the new season, right?" Denki asked, entering Hitoshi's dorm with Eijiro.

"Yeah man, we have to! I have to know what happens!" Eijiro responded enthusiastically making his way to sit next to you and Hitoshi on the bed facing the TV.

"Yup, we agreed to watch as much as we could tonight," Hitoshi said.

"Aw man- I don't want to sit on the floor," Denki complained looking at the now full bed.

"I can make some room," You offered and climbed up to sit on Hitoshi's lap. Hitoshi's face pinkened at the feel of you in his lap.

""Ohhh~," Denki sang teasing you both.

"Shut up!" You retorted, smacking his arm playfully.

"Ok ok, I'll leave you two love birds alone," he said, moving to the newly opened-up spot on the bed.

Hitoshi cleared his throat trying to stay oriented to the situation. He knew he was around friends but- the sensation of you on top of him was making his mind wander.

"Everyone ready for me to start the show?" He asked.

Everyone nodded in agreement and Hitoshi pressed play. As much as he was excited to finally watch the new season of the show, he found himself unable to focus at all. He might as well have been blind to everything else except the stimulation he felt from you on his lap.

It didn't help that you'd laugh at the show occasionally or adjust to get more comfortable, rubbing up even more against him.

"Wait man pause it!" Eijiro spoke.

"What's wrong?" Hitoshi asked, pausing the show.

"We should have brought up snacks!" Eijiro answered.

"I was just thinking the same thing! You guys want to head downstairs real quick?" Denki suggested.

"No- you two go," Hitoshi answered quickly.

"Sure, but want us to bring you two back anything?" Denki asked.

"Popcorn please," You smiled at him.

"You got it! Be right back," Denki spoke, as he and Eijiro exited the room.

As soon as the door shut, Hitoshi rested his head on top of yours and wrapped his arms around your waist pushing you tighter onto him, a small groan escaping him.

"You're enjoying this too much, aren't you? I can feel your excitement," You teased him.

"Mmm," He nodded, nuzzling more into your hair and slightly pressing his hips up to grind even more into you. "Popcorn takes a while to make you know?" He said suggestively.

"What are you trying to hint at Shinso?" You giggled.

Hitoshi moved to press a kiss on your cheek before whispering, "I have time to feel you real quick, just the tip." He proposed.

"They are going to be back any moment," you said, but couldn't deny the rush of adrenaline you felt at his words.

"Hmm- I'll be fast," he pledged.

You didn't answer in words but worked to pull down your panties under your skirt. Following your lead Hitoshi undid his belt and pulled out his cock eagerly.

Hitoshi placed a hand on either of your hips as he guided you to sit back down- sliding himself inside you.

A moan escaped him as you slowly sank down taking all of him inside.

"Fuck- that feels good," he groaned.

"Mpf-," You squeaked out in agreement.

Just as you were about to suggest getting decent before your friends came back- the door flew open.

Denki's back was to the door and as he hip-checked it open, hands full of snacks. Hitoshi quickly grabbed the blanket beside you and threw it over you both- hiding the cockwarming situation you both now found yourself in.

"Alright, let's get this show started again!" Denki said, sitting back in his spot.

"Oh, here is your popcorn!" Eijiro said placing the popcorn just a bit out of reach from you.

"Oh... thanks Kirishima," you said eyeing the popcorn, unsure how to reach for it without removing the blanket, and exposing that Hitoshi was inside you.

"Uhh, you ok?" Eijiro asked, eyeing you confused.

"Yeah! I'm fine," you said and slowly began to reach for the popcorn. Hitoshi understanding, held the blanket carefully in place as you moved. You stretch to grab the popcorn causing his cock to slide back out, just the tip now resting inside.

Getting a grip on the popcorn you paused, aware that once you adjusted to sit back down, you'd be taking in his full length again. "Um... Shinso you- mm- ready for some popcorn," You asked subtly, hoping to prepare him for you to slide back down on his cock.

"Fuck yes," he said too enthusiastically.

"Man, you're really excited for popcorn," Eijiro laughed, tearing open a bag of chips.

You slid back down onto Hitoshi's lap, his cock sliding back inside you simultaneously.

"Mhmmm~" Hitoshi groaned.

You let out a deep sigh trying to bite back a moan that threatened to escape you.

"Alright well press play already," Denki said.

"Right," Hitoshi blinked hard trying to focus as he started up the show again.

Hitoshi paid no attention to the show- how could he while his throbbing cock rested inside you. To make it worse- every so often you'd tease him by adjusting your hips slightly or pretending to reposition yourself on his lap.

Hitoshi bit his lip so hard it broke skin- but he didn't have a choice. If he didn't surely a moan would break loose and expose you both. He couldn't remember ever being so aroused and tortured at the same time.

Finally, to his relief, the episode ended.

"Start the next one!" Denki suggested.

"I'm actually feeling pretty exhausted," Hitoshi said.

"WHAT!?" Eijiro exclaimed. "I thought we were binging this today??"

"I know I'm sorry- tomorrow we can watch more," Hitoshi suggested.

Denki eyed him suspiciously, then snapped his eyes to you on his lap, giving out a chuckle. "Yeah, sureeee~," he said with a wink. "Come on Kirishima, I think that was a nice way to say they want to be alone," Denki said teasingly, pulling his friend off the bed.

"Oh-," Eijiro blushed as they both swiftly excited.

"Fuck~" Hitoshi groaned out as soon as the door closed, wasting no time he thrust into you grabbing your waist for support.

A mewl escaped your lips at the sudden movement.

"Down," he said, pushing you forward, and changing your position. Your face now resting against the sheets- ass exposed to him. "I'm going to have to repay you for that torture you put me through for the last hour," he said devilishly.

"Awe~ don't pretend you didn't like i-" You spoke but your sentence was halted at the hard thrusts from Hitoshi. Giving you no time to speak or catch your breath, he slid himself in and out at full force. Moaning at finally being able to feel your walls slide around him.

Your face buried deeper into the sheets with each hard thrust- and your brain turned to mush at the intense pleasure.

"Shit-" Hitoshi groaned out of frustration. He wanted to punish you longer- but his end was already coming. After being teased for so long he couldn't hold himself back. Losing himself in one final thrust- Hitoshi pulled out and painted the sheets next to you.

"Well, that repayment didn't last very long~," You teased, coming back to your senses.

A devilish laugh erupted from Hitoshi, " Maybe not- but we're not done. Now it's your turn," he said, a smirk on his lips.

Oh my I felt so dirty writing this haha. I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for the request~

Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee

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shinhoebakuhoekitten · 1 year

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Shinso grabbing your hips as he notices that you’ve slowed down while riding him as your second orgasm nears. Your clit is ridiculously sensitive from the first orgasm and you’re not sure if you can handle a second one right now.

“Come on Kitten, I wanna watch you fall apart at least once more before I really fuck you.”

Shinso smirks at the pout you give him, humming to not be a brat as his fingers dig into your plush hips while he helps you rock back and forth on his cock.

It’s not long before you’re a babbling moaning mess, just how Shinso likes you, as your puffy clit rubs against him making you scream as your orgasm washes harshly over you.

Even if you’re on top Shinso is really the one in charge and he reminds you of that as he digs his feet into the mattress to give him a bit of leverage as he fucks up into you, fast and hard.

He loves when you lose control and forget about your surroundings as you come like a bitch in heat on his thick cock.

#well hello there #Thought about riding Shinso and it led me here I guess #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #hitoshi shinsou #hitoshi shinso x reader #Shinso smut #shinsou smut #boku no hero #my hero academia smut

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hitoshiyoshi · 2 years

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brat | shinsou hitoshi

synopsis ↬ shinso gets a bit jealous when you get close with one of his friends

warnings ↬ pseudocest, dub-con, swearing, manipulation, shinso is aizawa's son, you live with them but shinso sees you as his sister although you are NOT related, kaminari denki slander, your parents were heroes who passed, shinso and the reader play the doctor game, shinso and the reader are both about 20 but shinso is older, she/her pronouns for the reader, virgin kink, slight humiliation kink, use of 'girl' and 'doll' when addressing the reader, unprotected s*x, fingering, cr3ampie, slight overstimulation, 0ral (receiving), slut shaming, if you notice some things that don’t make sense it’s poor editing, I changed the story last minute and i’m sorry, let me know if i missed something

pairing ↬ shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader

word count ↬ 6.4k

kinktober week one

Shinso’s eyes glanced over your frame, watching you twiddle the pads of your fingers. Standing by the kitchen counter with your mobile loosely hanging from your hands, a laugh echoed throughout the home every couple of minutes. The ticking of the analog clock furthered his frustration; he’d been counting every second. Time seemed to pass at a dreadfully slow pace and, for eons, he waited for you to finish.

He knew who was the keeper of your time, fucking Denki, his coworker at a hero agency they both worked for. It only took one encounter at the entrance of the agency's building for him to capture your attention. Shinso could not fathom why you had any interest in him with the blonde’s undying persistence to establish a friendship with you.

Sitting on the worn-out sofa of his father’s home, he waited as patiently as he could. The show on the large flat-screen TV had no longer sparked his interest. He couldn’t peel his eyes away from your back as his chest tightened and his heart swelled with jealousy. Resisting his urge to grip the phone from your hands, he waited. Questioning whether it was worth it to tell father about your latest interaction with Denki, knowing very well that he wouldn’t be happy. Shinsou could still remember the day his father, Aizawa Shouta, introduced you to him.

It was a long afternoon filled with Aizawa trying to convince you to live with him and his son. The sudden death of your parents only a few hours prior left the man feeling sympathetic for you. They were pro-heroes and two of his dearest friends; another loss he would have to cope with. Making a promise to himself that you wouldn’t have the same unfortunate outcome, he asked if you would move in with him. Although you were old enough to survive on your own, his persistence left you with few options. He never left your side until you agreed.

The rest of the night was spent preparing his house for your comfort. Aizawa helped you move all your essentials from your previous home into the one he shared with Shinsou and even allowed you to sleep in his bedroom until he finished designing your own. He always doted on you in a loving manner, giving you extra attention while never being afraid to act as a parental figure when you needed him. You didn’t mind Shinsou’s overly affectionate demeanor, thinking he was excited about having a new little ‘sibling’ to fawn over. Soon, referring to each other as ‘brotherly’ or ‘sisterly’ names. This continued for months, concerning Aizawa who thought this would hinder your grieving. He was certain this was Shinsou’s doing.

Lost in his thoughts, Shinso failed to hear the endearing “goodbye” you said while ending the phone call. Clutching it to your chest and hiding the screen from Shinso’s view, you sauntered to a seat beside him on the couch, hardly noticing his gaze on your figure as you strode over. You placed your phone on the coffee table in front of him and focused your attention on the boring show, softly humming to the tune of your favorite song. Shinso briefly cleared his throat before engaging in a conversation with you.

“Who was that?” He asked as his ears peaked in your direction as he waited for a response. The attention given to him was lackluster compared to what he truly wanted.

“Just a friend.” A sigh escaped your pouty lips, and you prepared for another pestering.

“I didn’t know you were friends with Denki.” Shinso scoffed before folding his arms and resting his back against the cushion.

“I can be friends with whoever I want to… besides, he’s a nice guy.” You played with the fabric of your skirt that rode more than halfway up your thighs. Secretly, you wanted him to continue; he could never know this, but each time his voice raised, a sharp chill traveled through your spine and tingled your pearl. Your head tilted backward on the couch, mirroring his position, you seemed too agitated to continue the conversation.

He glanced at your body, thoughts of Denki’s devilish hands grasping onto the last bit of your innocence made his blood boil. You had to be a virgin, he was sure. Shinso always followed any male that managed to befriend you and basked in your depressive state when you revealed your new male friend had disappeared. Always giving them a strict warning, even using his quirk when necessary, just to preserve your purity. How could he live knowing that Denki was the lucky bastard to take his your virginity? Today was the day. He needed to do something.

“I know that… but you need to stop talking to him,” Shinso replied, eyeing you up and furrowing his eyebrows.

“And why should I do that?” You returned his gaze, trying to seem pitiful to lure the male’s attention away from you. However, Shinso was smart enough to see through your tricks.

“Because I said so…” He replied back to you, and before you had any more time to protest, he tried to end the conversation before another argument followed. “If I see you talking to him again, you won’t like it.” The weak threat flew over your ditzy head and you smirked up at him in an unfazed manner.

“Are you serious?” You scoffed. Shinso was not amused by your antics.

“I wasn’t asking, I’m telling you.” You seemed to shrink as he continued to speak. His body loomed over yours, commanding your attention and seizing authority over you. His voice, deep and domineering, causes you to freeze on the couch for a few seconds as you feel blood rush to your core. Unfortunately, just as his aching heart consumed his entire spirit, your ego had grown in abundance, and you were no longer scared of the man sitting adjacent to you.

“You know,” You started as your index finger pressed into your jaw to tease the elder, your eyelashes innocently batting at the male. “I forgot to tell Denki something. Do you mind if I call him again?” Your hand reached for the shiny mobile, gripping the plastic case and unlocking the phone. Once opened, Shinso’s hand found its way to your wrists, grasping you tightly as a warning. You mewled at the sudden pressure on your weak bones as his fingernails left indents on your skin. “W- What are you doing?”

His hands, much larger than yours, pried the phone out of your hands as you watched on, too dazed to process his actions. Shinso held the phone away from you, watching as you continued protesting and grabbing at his hands. The screen, still open, showed Denki’s contact and phone number. He couldn’t help but grimace and felt a sudden churn in his stomach. The blonde’s annoying presence and dopey demeanor were not much of a prize. You clawed at his body until he gripped your shoulder and pushed your body away.

“Delete his number or I’m telling Dad.” His voice was stern. You were no match to him. If you fought, you knew who the winner would be; so you succumbed to his wish. You weren't sure if he would do this, but he always threatened to use his quirk if you acted up – perhaps you should take his proposals more seriously.

“Fine. Give it back,” You extended your forearm towards him, patiently waiting for the elder to return it. Before the casing touched your hand, he remembered. Perhaps this was his last chance, otherwise, he would have to wait for an eternity. This was his chance to do something. When his hands didn’t faze and his eyes seemed lost in thought, you spoke. Shinso glanced between the phone and the impatient woman in front of him.

“Actually, I think I’ll hold onto this.” He slipped the phone inside his pocket before facing your visibly confused face.

“But you just said you would give it back,” You tried reaching for the phone once more, but you failed. You relaxed on the couch and scowled at your his antics.

“I will, but you need to earn it back,” Shinso responded sternly, only worsening your anger. He wished he could feel any sense of remorse, but none would arise. For a few moments, his mind would linger on moral thoughts which were quickly diminished by his devilish desires. Shinso weakly gulped, trying to clear his head and the demons that convinced him to sin. Alas, it was too late as his weak mind succumbed to you. “Let’s play a game.”

“A game? Which game?” You almost couldn’t believe your ears. Of course, you weren't deterred by the idea.

“Don't worry, it's fun.” You fluttered your doll eyes towards your brother. You're so innocent. “Don’t tell Dad, though,” He couldn’t imagine the scrutiny Aizawa would give if he found out about his son’s perversion.

“Fine, I’ll play. What is it?”

“Do you know that doctor game?” Shinso watched as you nodded to his question. He hesitated to continue. “Why don’t we play that game?” Once again, you agreed. You weren't familiar with it, but it was only a light-hearted game, right?

“Y- Yeah, we can play.” Your cheeks felt intense warmth, an act your body would do upon feeling nervousness. “Um, how should we start?”

“Well…” Shinso’s hands guided themselves to the hem of your shirt as he spoke. “Let’s start here first.” He lifted the material upwards and past your arms and head. He could feel himself twitching at your beige brassiere that cradled your ample breasts. As he discarded the shirt elsewhere in the room and inched his body closer to yours, you could feel his stare on your body and instinctively covered your chest.

“Shinsou, don’t stare.” Your fragile voice caused Shinso to spur with uncontrollable desire. He adored it.

“Don’t get shy in front of me. I won’t bite.” He pulled down at your arms and embraced your body briefly, unclasping your bra before tossing it in a pile with your shirt.

You quivered at the sudden sharp coldness of the air, desperately wanting to cover yourself. He tugged at your arms, pulling them to your side. You weren’t sure why he was doing this, wanting to stop and retreat to your bedroom. Lowering your head, you wrapped your arms around your waist, cowering in front of him with tears of humiliation threatening to spill from your eyes. The air of innocence was replaced by a noticeable lust. You watched his eyes examine the upper half of your body.

His cold hands reached for your chest before massaging your mounds delicately. Shinso’s hands now engulfed your chest as his thumbs rubbed into the skin on your nipples. You let out a muffled yet loud moan at the foreign sensation unable to deny that your body loved his pleasant touches.

You sank your teeth into your bottom lip until a metallic taste touched your tongue. Watching you shiver on the couch, Shinso chucked to himself quietly — you submitted to him easier than he expected. At least put up a fight next time. One thing he didn’t enjoy, however, was your quiet demeanor; you made sure to stay silent during the whole ordeal.

Lowering his head until his mouth hovered over your exposed chest, kissing the skin, biting and suckling to leave his mark. Your hands moved away from your waist to push against his chest, yet, he wouldn’t budge. Once satisfied, he wrapped his mouth around your hardening buds, making you shudder in his hold. Another whine escaped your lips, you tried to hold back, but as you felt his teeth sink into your perky nipples, a loud wince echoed through the room again.

“Mm~ Sh- Shinsou— what are you doing?” You could barely form the sentences from your mouth as moans managed to slip through your words. Grazing his teeth on your buds as they hardened under his warm tongue. Flicking the skin before sinking his mouth deeper, leaving marks his father would surely ask about. God, his mouth hungrily lapped the nub as wet sounds and high-pitched moans drowned out the noise of the television.

Shinso ignored your question, too drunk on the feeling of your plush skin against his tongue. Alternating between each of your breasts until he was satisfied with the bites and marks on your skin, the squeals from your mouth only coaxed him to continue. His arms firmly wrapped around your waist and back, pulling you closer to his mouth. Your legs clenched firmly together with each pulse and wave of pleasure rocking your core repeatedly. Hands moving from your body to his shoulders pulled him closer, needing to feel his body — his warm and soft skin — against your own. Feeling his own orgasm approach embarrassingly fast as he gently rocked his hardened cock into your thigh, he pulled away.

Panting, you had no time to calm your body as his lips collided with yours. Shinso’s tongue moved in the same way against your buds. Licking your lips and asking, no, pleading for your to allow him entrance, you eagerly complied. The feeling of his body against yours, pulling you deeper to him, almost as if he was too scared to have you run away.

This is wrong, and you knew it, but your arms refused to push him away — only accepting his embrace into yours. His kisses electrified a part of you that had been hidden for years. You did not want it, yet your body began enjoying it. Moaning into his mouth, you could feel his body tense up at the slight movements your body made.

Pulling away briefly from the kiss as a string of your mixed saliva disconnected, his attacks moved to your neck and collar. This time his kisses were gentle; he didn’t want you to have to face his father and explain where the marks originated. Although he adored you, Aizawa sensed something was in the air between you two. It left an uneasy feeling as he watched his son’s behavior change around your presence. Shinsou dreaded the thought of you two separating. What would happen then?

Inhaling and caressing your soft and supple skin, he realized that he needed more. Firm hands digging at his shoulders broke him from the spell as you were also free from your drunken state.

“S- Shinso… stop… this isn’t right,” His arms tightened around your body as he heard you speak. What do you mean this isn’t right? Always self-centered, you could not please him for once in your life. “Not like this…”

“Not like this, huh?” He said, inhaling your intoxicating scent as his face nestled in the crook of your shoulder. “Then what shall we do..?” Shinso finally removed himself from your body, although still holding on. “Look at these pretty marks I made. It would be a shame if they were wasted.” He traced the bruises and bites on your skin as your body trembled in fear. “Father wouldn’t be too pleased to see these. It would be unfortunate if he learned about your adventures with Denki.” Your eyes widened in fear. Although he was the one marking you, he would be the one to snitch on you.

“B- But you’re lying! I haven’t done anything with him…” Honestly, you weren’t sure about his reaction, or whether he would even care. You only knew that he was extremely overprotective and critical of any lover you brought home.

“Shall we call him and find out?” Shinso taunted as a sadistic smirk etched across his lips when he noticed you cowering underneath him.

“No…”

“Then listen to your big brother. I can make you feel good.” He gently pulled you up and off the couch, guiding you to his bedroom. Your legs felt heavy as if they were too scared to move to your forbidden destination. His fingers soothed your trembling arms causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. Again, he let out a sickening chuckle.

His room, small yet tidy, seemed to feel like a prison. Shinso guides you to his bed as you inhale the faint scent of lavender coming from his clean bedsheets. You failed to notice your shirt and brassier in one of his hands as he chucks the materials away in a pile of clothes in his room — you won’t see that bra again. The cold air causes your nipples to harden almost instantly as he urges you to sit on his bed.

“W- Why do you want to do this, Shinso?” If only you knew about the twitch in his tight pants each time you said his name. Thank god you were too innocent to notice the bulge in his sweatpants.

“This is your fault. I wouldn’t do this if you behaved… you need to remember your place.” Your place? There was not enough time to think as you felt his hands tug down your denim skirt until it reached the ground and pooled around your ankles. His hands caressed your exposed thighs as he watched you shiver on his duvet. “Lay down on the bed. I’ll help you warm up.”

You listened, unconsciously spreading your legs as you lay on his comfy mattress. The aroma of his room seemed to cast away your anxiety, but only for a brief moment. Shinso’s eyes greedily examined the damp spot in your lace underwear, reminding you that your body was still on full display for him to see. His fingers reached down and danced around the lace whilst his body eased closer to your frame. Both of his knees caged your body as he lifted your thighs upwards. Finally, as he thumbed over your sensitive clit, a gasp escaped your mouth feeling him rub circles into your sex. Perhaps he was too eager, after a few seconds of teasing, he quickly tore off the clothing before placing it elsewhere in his room.

“Look at you… look at how wet you are.” His fingers traced around your labia, collecting the clear essence from your slick and bringing it up to your eyes. Your face heated up fast. He was taunting you. “Hmm… What do we do about this, (Y/N)? My sister is a slut for her own brother’s cock. What a pity…”

“B- But… we aren’t related— and I’m not a s- slut…” Covering your face in the palm of your hands, you tried to cling to the last bit of denial you had. You two weren't even related by blood. Each time you reminded him, he would dismiss you.

“Oh? Then what’s this?” He brought the nectar from your slick up close and played with it along his fingers. Soon, he retracted his hands and suckled on his fingers as he savored the taste. Spreading your legs further apart, he examined the liquid that oozed out of your core, begging to be fucked. “Only sluts get excited when their brother does this.”

Soon, he presses his thumb onto the hood of your clit and gives the bud a few rubs. His index and middle finger graze against your folds, earning a suppressed gasp from your lips. Dancing around your opening, his fingers prodded around your tight hole. Eagerly quickening the pace of his fingers, he felt your wet opening ooze clear liquid and cover his thick fingers.

Your moans and his dampening skin urged him to breach your virgin walls; Shinso wanted to be patient, he really did, but it was wearing thin. Dipping into your core, you convulsed in pain as you felt one of his fingers explore. Watching you tremble, he caressed the smooth skin on your thighs to help you relax; see, he wasn’t heartless.

A burning sensation in the pit of your stomach replaced the pleasure given to your clit. You couldn’t bite your tongue to stop the noises from echoing in his bedroom, loud moans and shaky breaths bounced off the thin walls. Secretly, he always dreamed of the day this room would be occupied with it. Another gasp escaped your mouth as you clenched tightly around a second digit entering you, stretching your walls, and prepping you. The sickening squelching sounds harmoniously played with your moans, music to Shinso’s ears.

Pleasure finally began to cloud your foggy mind as you clenched harder around his two fingers and your pained mewls began to dissipate. He leaned down and kissed your thighs to coax your body into a release. Dancing around a spot that made you shudder, his fingers molded perfectly into your opening. A wave of intense bliss covered your lower half. You could feel him smirking against your skin; you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?

“It’s alright, babygirl… let it all out for me…” Shinso whispered into your skin. Your hands claw at his sheets, searching for something to grab, anything. Arching your back against the sheets while your eyelids clench shut, you can finally feel a sweet rush of pleasure.

“Mmph!~ Oh… No… S- Shinso…!” Your walls spasmed and convulsed around his fingers as somewhat pleasant-sounding moans erupted from your vocal cords. The warm feeling at the pit of your tummy finally releases as you feel his fingers coat in a hot sticky substance. Essence covering his digits, he could feel himself aching in his sweatpants.

“That’s it… such a good girl,” Pulling away from your thighs, he slowly removed his fingers. Leaving you empty for a few seconds, his head disappeared between your legs. Shinso’s warm tongue greedily licked your nectar as it trickled down your crevice and seeped into his bedsheets.

“Mmmh~ Ah…! W- Wait..!” As your fingers pulled and ran through his thick locks of hair, he pinned your body tightly to the mattress. Shinso released a hum as his nails dug into your hips. It was too much, his tongue would graze over your sensitive bud as your moans became noisier.

Once satisfied, he pulled his head away from your panting body. His lips were covered in the same essence that filled your slick. He licked them once more as he smirked down at you. Tugging at the hem of his shirt, he tore the fabric off his body before briefly moving off the bed to discard his sweatpants. You couldn't help but peer down at him and glance at his stiffened member.

Trimmed violet hair covered the base. What he lacked in girth was generously replaced by his length. The red tip oozed with clear pre-cum. He couldn't wait anymore. Another deep yet warm chuckle caused a tingle in your fragile core. Shinso watched as your hands covered your hot face. How cute!

"Just relax," He purred softly while wrapping his fingers around your wrists and gently moving your hands away. Shinso didn't know the sight of you being so vulnerable and untouched would excite him this much. He knew that by the end of this session, you would finally learn to obey. "Is Kitten scared? I told you I wouldn't bite." He leaned down until your faces were only inches apart and left a chaste but loving kiss on your lips. Remnants of your nectar managed to seep onto your tongue.

"'m not scared..." What a fucking liar. You aren't scared, but as his arm rests next to your head, you're trembling. You aren't scared, but as his other hand pumps his length and his sticky pre-cum leaks between your legs and mixes with yours, you're intoxicated. The lavender aroma of his room fills your lungs once more and makes your mind hazy.

He teasingly laughs at your demeanor as he pulls away from your body. Shinso didn't want you to be scared of him. He was already used to that feeling from his old classmates and civilians. It would've pained him if he frightened you. That wasn't the point of this. He could humiliate you endlessly for doing this, but he was worse than you. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you watch as he positions himself at your entrance.

"Don't worry, doll. This won't hurt too bad... as long as you obey..." Of course, he knew you had no choice but to obey. Rubbing the tip along your folds, he watched as he started to glisten in a clear mixture of your mess.

As you peered up at him, you were greeted with his indigo eyes staring down at you. They set your body in a trance, a warm and inviting gaze cast down upon you. Did it still feel wrong? Mesmerized by his beauty, you were too distracted to notice him gently pushing his length inside.

Filling you up inch by inch, sudden pressure and a burning sensation much worse than his fingers broke you. You sharply inhaled while your brother released a low grunt and muttered some curses under his breath. As his eyes fluttered and tightly closed with the sudden feeling of pleasure, you instinctively cupped his face while feeling tears swell up in your eyes.

"Shinso..." Gasping tightly as he finally sheathed deep inside your walls, you cradled his head in your hands. Your hold on his face tightened as you felt a sudden rush of foreign sensations. The lower half of your body became riddled with unbearable pain as you enveloped him. He must've noticed the furrowing of your eyebrows and the tears that threatened to spill because soon, he broke free from your hold and slipped into the crook of your shoulder.

Gently rocking his hips slowly, he tried to allow you to adjust and keep his composure. Shinso briefly wondered if he could succumb to his own satisfaction and release his frustrations on you. Bucking into you at a brutal pace until he finally reached the release he was desperately searching for. If it wasn't for your hushed whines, his patience would've run thin. God, he wished he would've done this sooner. If he knew it would be this easy to claim you for his own, he would've tamed you a long time ago.

As time passed and you eased into his touches, his thrusts became more energetic. Nuzzling his face into your shoulder, it was a shame to admit that his low grunts and heavy breaths against your face began to excite you. The once painful thrusts inside your wet cavern had become a warm smoldering feeling as his length massaged your gummy walls. Whispering sweet nothings and nipping at the skin on your shoulder, Shinso didn't care if you two were caught; he'd gone too far. There was no returning to the way things were.

Lifting himself up the mattress, one of his hands grasped your inner thigh and spread your legs further until you felt his cock brush against a sensitive region. He could feel you throbbing around him and relished in your sounds of pure ecstasy.

"Denki could never fuck you like this, right?" Shinso said as his eyes darkened, saying his name made him sick. Once he felt your pussy flutter against his shaft, he knew he couldn't say the same for you.

"I- I don't-" He wouldn't let you finish before you felt his thick fingers wrap around your throat and forced your eyes open as oxygen escaped your lungs.

"God, I bet you wish it was him fucking you... hmm?" His thrusts began to slowly come to a halt. He rolled his hips agonizingly slow as his tip grazed your spot continuously.

"Sh- Shinso... it hurts... I can't-" Immediately, his grip loosened as you huffed deep breaths. Still holding onto your neck, he tilted your head and locked your jaw in place to prevent you from moving. Your hands went to his wrist as you tried to scratch at him and pull him away, but he wouldn't budge.

"I've been waiting for so long, but I won't let that fucker touch you." He bit his tongue and held his hips back from pounding you into the mattress. Shinso just wanted to cum, and flood your walls with his seed — the most ungodly thing he could do. He edged against your spot more, coaxing you further into another orgasm. He watched as your back slightly arched into the mattress while you tugged at his duvet. With each roll of his hips, yours would press down against him, chasing a climax. "You're so pathetic, really."

"No... hnng~ I- I'm not..." You barely managed to choke those words out.

"Oh..? But you couldn't take your eyes off of him when you two met last week..." Shinso recalled your meeting with Denki in front of their agency only a few weeks ago. Like you, the words and his memory seemed stuck in his throat.

"Shinso-nii, I- I don't like him..." He tilted your face until you two were at eye level.

"Don't fucking call me that right now." He sighed and paused before continuing, "I saw it last night." His hips finally stilled as his nails left a stinging pain in your thigh and indents on your skin.

"W- What?" He watched you nervously gulp and stare fearfully at him. Don't act innocently when your face gives you away.

"You..." A headache erupted as he recalled the previous night. "You gave him a great show last night. Topless. Tell me, was it fun? I heard him, loud as a fucking dog." Fuck. He heard everything? Your mind was blank. You could remember video-calling Denki. He said he just wanted to see you, one thing led to another... and...

"Toshi... I'm so sorry..! I- I didn't mean to... he just said he wanted to see me... please don't tell him..!" Toshi, you only called him that whenever you apologized. Tears cascaded from your eyes. You were truly sorry. He succeeded in breaking you. You pulled him closer to you, almost making him tumble. The sudden friction reminded him of his aching cock nearly spilling inside you. He needed to hurry.

"Don't apologize to me. Father heard it too. You're a shame to our family." His words stung like daggers, piercing your fragile heart, but he was right. More water leaked from your reddening eyes, and he reached down and coddled you. "What if he shows those pictures to his friends? People already avoid me. Now they'll laugh at me for having a slutty sister. You want that to happen to your big brother?"

"No... I don't want that to happen to you, Hitoshi... I'm so sorry..." Your arms still wrapped around his shoulders tightly, too scared to let him go. He caressed your arm and cooed his words into your ear.

"I know you're sorry... but you need to prove it to me." Your ears perked up as you stared at him, excited yet confused. "I can protect you. Just submit to me, obey me." He kissed the underside of your jaw, expecting you to deny him again. "Only look at me, nobody else... Please, don't leave me. Let me take care of you. Let me love you... I can do it. Just give me a chance." The tone of his voice raised as he finished his sentence. He was pleading with you.

"O- Okay, Toshi... I'll listen, I promise..." He smiled into your skin, not a teasing smirk but genuine happiness. Overjoyed, he couldn't stop his hips from rutting into your pussy again, catching you off-guard.

His thrusts were much sloppier. He'd been drawing near this whole time but suppressed it. Shinso pulled your body closer as your legs wrapped around his waist. Nearly lifting you off his bed, you could feel him enter you with each thrust, quicker than before, and graze against your tender spot again.

The sounds of your mixed juices, smacking flesh, and the smell of sweaty bodies bounced off the walls in his room. The walls were so thin that anybody could hear; your loud and high-pitched moans were surely heard by passersby and neighbors. He guides one of his hands down to your clit, rubbing vigorous circles on your sex and coating his fingers.

"Hmmf~, oh my-... I- I'm so... close..." Your fingers intertwined with his thick indigo hair as your nails scratched his back. "k- keep going... gosh, you're so good... Toshi-nii..." Murmuring endless praises and words of affection into his ear, he could feel himself becoming undone with every twitch and throb of your soft walls. "I... f- fuck... I think... ah~!"

Convulsing in his arms as you clenched tightly around him, Shinso felt your warm liquid creaming around his shaft as he pounded into your dripping cunt. Your spasming walls drew him closer and closer to his own release. Patting his head and repeating countless affirmations of your love for him, you felt him twitch inside you a few times as his breathing heavied. "you feel so good in me, toshi-nii" "please cum inside me, my pussy wants it inside..."

What kind of brother would he be if he didn't oblige your wishes? Harshly gripping your hips and sinking his teeth into your neck, you felt him release another pained yet loud groan as he inhaled your scent. Sinking your hips down to bury deep inside your walls, you felt his body quiver above you. His essence painted your insides white, milking him of all his cum until he was empty. Huffing and puffing, his body fell forward on your chest while you continued to hold him tight.

"Fuck... you're so amazing, kitten..." Once he regained some strength, he caressed your warm cheeks before leaning down and capturing your lips in a deep kiss. Raising himself up, he slid out of your filled hole and watched as some of his cum oozed out. Shinso's tip still leaked thick drops of his creamy cum. "I love you so much, doll..."

"I love you too, Toshi..." You replied back to him. After catching your breath for a few seconds, you spoke again. "Won't I need to take medicine now?"

"Oh... you mean Plan B? I'll pick some up in the morning for you." This night was fun, but Shinso didn't want to imagine you pregnant. Aizawa wouldn’t let him live.

A sudden tap at the door broke Shinso from his long thoughts. Your eyes peered behind his frame in shock, catching a glimpse of his soul leaving his body as he soon followed suit and turned around.

"(Y/N)? Shinso...?" There he was, the very same man you owed a sincere apology to. Still in his hero attire, just returning from work and patrolling. His voice was quiet yet agitated, the same tone Shinso heard after your rendezvous with Denki.

You crawled towards Shinso's chest and hid your bare body away from Aizawa. It was too late. He saw everything he needed to see. Your naked body only confirmed his suspicions. This has to be a dream. It must be a dream. Aizawa blinked his eyes in an obnoxious pattern as if it would change any of the events in front of him. Father, I'm sorry, but this is real. He must've finally understood, his hand ran through his thick black hair as he sighed deeply and tried to repress the rage building up inside of him.

"Oh... you're home early." Shinso finally broke the silent tension in the air. He chuckles to himself before standing up from the mattress, not caring about his bare lower half. You scurried to cover yourself. It was already humiliating enough. "Can you pick up some Plan B tomorrow, Dad? We'll need a few."

He put on his sweatpants before reaching down to help you off the bed. Placing one of his old shirts on your body, he strode confidently to your father, who stood in disbelief.

"Shinso…" Aizawa began, but... what would he say? As the seconds passed at a dreadfully slow pace, he spoke. “You two fucked, didn’t you? Shit, I don’t even need to ask.”

“Yeah, we did…” He held onto you tightly, expecting his father to intervene and take you away, but his feet were still firm. He couldn't let that happen after he worked hard to claim you.

“Didn’t I tell you to wait for me first?”

“You know I hate sharing,” Shinsou helped you up off his bed. A damp stain of his cum sullied his clean sheets, the image only irritating his father more. “Besides, you always get to fuck who you want before me.”

His shoulder barged into his father, nearly knocking him off balance as he tried to reach for you. You peered back at him, his hand was still extended, but you kept walking. Shinso dragged you to the bathroom to clean up. He whispers something about the walls being echoey and tells you to scream loud until his father and the neighbors could hear. Aizawa watches as you nod eagerly and fade down the hallway into the bathroom.

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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year

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the spark between us pt.1

18+ MDNI| himbo!kaminari , cherrychaser!shinsou, nerdy!reader

this was an absolute disaster.

out of all the students in your soc theory class, the professor had paired you with none other than denki fucking kaminari.

why is this such a big deal ?

for starters, he’s an idiot. there isn’t an intelligent thought going on in that pretty blonde head. the only reason he was even enrolled at Yuuei University was athletics. he was set to go pro but the league required at least three years of college before an athlete could be drafted. school was literally a placeholder for him until he was able to do what he really wanted.

secondly, it would be extremely difficult to be partnered with this beautiful idiot because you had the hugest crush on him.

what’s not to like about kaminari ? he’s handsome, funny and charismatic—undeniably one of the most popular guys in school. a super bubbly, “life of the party, attitude that was the complete opposite of your shy, reserved nature.

he was also taken, so that ruined your chances of anything happening if you were even his type to begin with. as far as you knew, he’d never spared you a second glance. so, why was he walking over to your lunch table with his boyfriend in tow.

you knew shinsou a little better than kaminari—he was the son of your favorite professor and you had a couple classes together. on a few occasions he’d lean over to ask for the date or a spare pencil. and it definitely made your heart race when he’d whisper “thanks, kitty” , referring to your favorite headband, and wink before turning around.

okay, so maybe you had a crush on both of them but that made things even more difficult!

“hey, yn!” kaminari shouted as he approached.

god, he was so loud. half the cafe turned to look in your direction. you sunk in your seat silently praying that the ground would swallow you hole.

“helloooo— earth to yn. anybody home?”

he was getting closer and there was absolutely no way out of this, so you gave a small wave as he slid into the booth across from you. shinsou opted to sit next to you, throwing his long arm behind your head.

“hey, kitty. funny meeting you here” he smirked lazily, reaching into your lunch tray to pop one of the fries in his mouth.

“h-hi shinsou. hi k-kaminari” you replied, looking down at your fingernails. eye contact wasn’t your strong suit and it was especially intimidating with the two of them.

kaminari didn’t seem to notice. “no need to be so formal—all my friends call me kami or denki!”

“we’re not friends…” you mutter, sparing a glance at the blonde while chewing at your fingertips. seeing his pout made you immediately regret your words.

“ouch, sparky. sucks to be you” shinsou teases, taking another fry to throw at his boyfriend.

“dick” kaminari scoffs, before glancing back at you. there was the briefest moment that his honey brown eyes met your own before snapping back down. interesting, he thought to himself. “well, we may not be friends yet but i promise to win you over if you give me a chance ! whaddya say partner?”

he extends his hand for you to shake. they’re pale and pretty. with long veins popping out of the flesh and black painted fingernails. your mind flashes to thoughts of them caressing your body—would they be soft and smooth or rough and calloused ?

you knawed at your lip in contemplation. it wouldn’t hurt to try and be friends— you did have to work together anyway. and it would be nice to have someone to talk to outside of schoolwork. if you could manage to string together more than two sentences.

you dare glance up at his honey brown orbs for the briefest of moments before settling on his pouty lips.

“ohkay, k-kami” his lips curl into a smile as you extend your hand to meet his. static electricity courses through your fingertips causing you to yelp and pull back.

“looks like you two have chemistry” shinsou purrs, lazily fingering the tip of your cat eared headband.

kaminari looks at his boyfriend incredulously.

“no bro, i told you we have sociology!”

you and shinsou groan in unison. “whaaaat?” kaminari whines making you giggle. shinsou squeezes your shoulder and smirks down at you and heat immediately floods your face.

this is going to be a long semester.

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propertyofkirishima · 4 months

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Be Quiet

hitoshi shinsou x reader

summary: y/n has always had a hard time staying quiet about anything. shinsou is the very opposite of that. he is reserved and mysterious. and of course, fate has to bite them in the ass. the two of them are partnered up for a final project in their last year of high school. why does the universe hate them?

a/n- this is assumed to be set in their last year (when they are legal adults) 💜 fic includes: fingering, thigh grinding, 69 position, lots of cum and snarky comments, enemies to lovers? and as always, no spell check!

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“shinsou is my partner?”

you feel a rush of blood to your cheeks. patting your cold hands against the newly hot skin, you sigh and fall into uraraka’s shoulder.

“he hates me, ochako!”

the girl laughs at you, allowing you to lean onto her shoulder. “i doubt that, y/n.”

“well clearly you haven’t seen him staring bullets into my back! if he had the option to kill me, i think he’d take it!”

you heard someone clear their throat from behind you. muttering your apologies, you separate from urararaka and step aside the board. you were probably blocking it from the people behind you. when you turn around, you are met with the exasperated face of your partner.

shinsou.

oh god, you wanted to die! to literally die! you felt your heart drop in your stomach, panic setting in. your eyes darted to uraraka, who was just as surprised as you.

fuck! fuck! fuck!

“i don’t want to kill you y/n.”

you stood there for a few moments, barely registering what he said. shinsou found it kind of cute...how incorrect you were about him. though your mouth opened, no words came out.

“hm, the loud girl finally shuts her mouth. how refreshing.”

huh?? how rude! you were never going to shut your mouth! fuck being embarrassed, that was just plain old mean!

“excuse me?! sensei, i need a new partner, stat! this one is being mean!”

your sensei glared at you, ever used to your antics and dramatic flair. “i’m not giving you a new partner just because he said something mean, y/n. this is not a preschool.”

“oh for fucks sake...” you sigh loudly, pushing your hair back from your face. “don’t be an asshole, shinsou.”

“can’t make any promises.”

“well then i can’t make any promises that my fist won’t come in contact with your face.”

“good luck with that, pretty girl.”

and with that, shinsou walked away. a smirk was on his face as you stood there stupidly. your hands touched your cheeks again, which felt like they were on fire.

“pretty girl? the hell does he mean, pretty girl? i hate men!”

but honestly, you didn’t hate that one. not in the slightest. you felt yourself becoming attracted to him. he was the kind of guy who seemed all tough on the outside but a sweetheart on the inside, like bakugou. but wayyyy hotter.

you’d always had a crush on shinsou. he was the complete opposite of you. what attracted you to him was his enigmatic nature. though he was reserved, he was also very intelligent and intuitive. when he raised his hand in class, he fascinated you, embarrassingly enough.

uraraka came over to you. “he likes you! a lot!”

you wanted to bang your head on a table. multiple times.

“i want to die.”

uraraka laughed at you, taking your hand. “cmon! let’s go back to class!”

TIME SKIP

shinsou liked to watch you in class. you were the most interesting person he’d ever laid eyes on. your voice carried throughout the classroom as you shouted a profanity that went with your story. that earned you a glare from your sensei, who you apologized to, then went on like it was nothing.

the class laughed at your lack of concern. shinsou couldn’t help but chuckle himself as well. you were quite the character. it took a certain type of person to be able to handle you and your mannerisms.

your eyes shifted over towards his. when you realized he was staring, shinsou smirked. he gave you a wave without a care in the world. he was unabashedly staring at you. face blushing pink, you quickly adverted your eyes.

TIME SKIP

it had been a few days since the classroom incidents. your due date was coming in a month or so. but you wanted to get it done early. so you went to one of your many class 3-A group chats and found shinsou’s number.

y/n: project? 💻

shinsou : sure

shinsou: what day

y/n: whatever day works best for you!

shinsou: friday?

y/n: kayyyy sounds good! come to my dorm after dinner :p

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you smiled to yourself and set your phone down. friday it is!

TIME SKIP

shinsou was on your bed. in grey sweatpants. on your bed.

you couldn’t help your eyes. they kept on going down to- nope! bad y/n! it was weird and perverted. if shinsou was looking down at your private parts you were sure you’d slap him!

did he notice? of course he did. but you had no idea. shinsou never really said anything about your obvious crush. he thought you were just adorable. that’s why he wore the sweatpants.

denki gave him the tip. shinsou would never admit it out loud, but his method worked. you were so flustered once he walked into your room. a chuckle came from his mouth when your eyes drifted down, but you had no idea he was laughing at you.

“so s-shinsou, what do you want to w-write about?”

the sexual tension was real. you could almost grasp it. it was emanating in the air, surrounding you.

“hmm,”

you bent over and grabbed a text book from your backpack. shinsou’s eyes widened as you displayed more of your thighs to him. the area of exposed skin made him feel some type of way. his thoughts began to drift to less appropriate things.

as you settled back down, your thighs squished back into your soft mattress. he wanted to touch them. to squish the thick skin in his hands. they looked so smooth. shinsou’s mind was that of a stereotypical teenage boy. how humiliating.

“shinsou, what do you uh, think about writing about how our pasts have affected our current motivations to become a h-hero.”

meanwhile shinsou’s brain was in a frizz. your room felt so hot. he carded his hands through his unruly violet hair.

gods, why did you bother him so much?

shinsou felt sweaty. so very sweaty.

“before we uh, get started,” he cleared his throat awkwardly. “do you mind if i take off my shirt?”

“HUH?!” you gaped.

is he playing tirkcs on you? certainly shinsou has to know you have a crush on him. your actions are anything but lowkey. has he noticed you staring at his sweaty body after he gets done training? the way the sweat drips down his abs- or how big his arms are. oh god- get back to reality, y/n!

“it’s hot as hell in here.”

“s’not! s’not that hot at all!!”

shinsou glared at you. you glared back. your line of defense was anything but successful. and he was right- it was hot. but you preferred the warmth over anything else.

“fine! whatever! but we need to get to this project!”

“attagirl. do you have a hair tie i could borrow?”

when shinsou puts his hair up, your brain ceases to function. you could already imagine his strands of curls hanging out of the low bun.

“mmm...lemme go look.”

you turned your back on him, blushing furiously. attagirl. a simple phrase that turned your brain to mush. the lack of the shirt, his hair in the sexiest style, low hanging sweatpants. yeah, you were fucked.

finding a hair tie, you turned around to see that shinsou was sprawled on your full sized bed. his chest was face down (thank god) and his ring clad fingers were flipping through one of your journals.

“woah woah, nosy! get your dumb pretty boy head out of there!”

shinsou chuckled as you swatted him with the same book he was looking through seconds ago. you scold him under your breath as you return the journal to its rightful place. he had some nerve, going through your stuff!

“you think i’m pretty?” he teased

god, you hoped the entry he stumbled upon was a depressive episode entry and that he was just teasing you.

“no, i think you’re ugly and stupid. focus on the project, for christ’s sake!”

shinsou was disappointed by your reply. but he was sure that it was a front. your blushing face and flustered movements told an entirely different story.

“can’t say it was easy to understand when you were stuttering the whole time trying to explain the idea for it.”

taking the hair tie from your hand, shinsou pulled his hair up. half was up and half was down. a few unruly locks escaped his messy style. you hated to admit it, but he made you wet with just one look.

“oh for fucks sake! scoot over, asshole. i need room on my bed too!”

“can’t help that it’s tiny, princess.”

in spite of yourself, you mocked him. but truth be told, you loved it when he called you princess. you wanted him so terribly badly. he could call you any pet name and you’d think it was hot.

“what, you don’t like it when i call you princess?”

“shut up you-“

a startled gasp came from your mouth as he grabbed your chin. shinsou looked down at you condescendingly. such a fucking brat. but such a cute one at that.

“tell me the truth.”

his quirk- fuck! stupid shinsou with that incredible quirk! the control you had on your body temporarily ceased. your mind felt as though it went blank. and your lips were compelled to answer his question.

“i like it when you call me princess.”

“of courseeee you do, you just wanna act like a brat, huh princess? do you prefer brat or what?”

the response was automatic. robotic, almost.

“i like both.”

“attagirl. now you can shut that pretty mouth of yours.”

you were struggling against his control. being a victim of shinsou’s quirk was quite the inconvenience. he could literally ask you anything and you would have to say the answer.

“but i’m not that mean, so dontcha worry. i’ll release my control on you.”

once you were free again, you nearly lunged yourself at him.

“shinsou i am one step away from smacking the ever living daylights out of you!”

“calm down princess, i just wanted to test you.”

“test me? i’m starting to hate this.”

shinsou chuckled. “oh yeah? this has to be my favorite project of the year.”

“whatever, eyebags! onto the project!”

“eyebags?!”

you ignored him, continuing on with your spiel.

“basically, i think we should do how our pasts affect our current hero ambitions! like how you were put into class 1-B the first year and transferred to class 2-A in your second, ya know?”

“mmm, okay. at least you didn’t stutter that time.”

you smacked him with one of your books. little shit.

and so, you and shinsou began collaborating on your project. shinsou remained relatively distracted though, as so much of your skin was exposed. your long sleeve barely covered your boobs from spilling out. and that little mini skirt did nothing to hide your thighs. and the worst of all- that heart garter. he loved to hate those stupid things you wore every day. shinsou imagined himself biting down on your thighs- even imagined you naked with just the garters and panties and bra. you were too much of a hinderance to his learning.

you tried to ignore his stares. but it became increasingly difficult as more hours went on. the sexual tension was still there, burning more than ever. you decided to break it.

"shinsou- are you almost done?" you inquired.

shinsou sighed, shoving his laptop shut. he needed to get to the point- and quickly.

“listen princess, this project is interesting and all, but i have my mind on other things.”

you raised a brow. “oh? and what might that be?”

“we need to cut the tension and be honest with each other. i'm so fucking horny, y/n. i need you on my lap, making out with me.”

“sh-shinsou?” you whispered, stunned.

“oh, don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.”

“i- it’s just so sudden is all!”

“yeah, well i’m not an idiot. i can tell when a girl is horny too.”

you frowned at him, upturning your nose. the hell did he know about that? and since when was it ‘obvious’ to a person? shinsou gauged your reaction, only fueling his need.

“i have half a mind to kick you out of my room.”

“but cha won’t, will ya princess? you want me just as bad as i want you.”

you brought your body closer to his, letting your thighs rest on his chest. shinsou only smirked, his deep chuckle in your ear. his greedy hands pulled on the plushy, soft skin of your thighs.

now it was your turn to tease him. your index finger trailed from his sharp jawline to v line towards his pants. shinsou simply observed you as your finger raked down his pale skin.

“how do you know that i want you so bad, shinsou?”

“i can smell ya from right here, brat.”

you weren’t even ashamed of your wetness. your pussy clenched at shinsou’s arrogant words. god, you panties were absolutely soaked. you spread your thighs and adjusted once again, letting your wet panties soak into his gray sweatpants.

“why don’t you just drop the stupid fucking innocent act?”

“m’not acting any way sir.”

“oh really?” he growled, pulling your collar back to him. “because last time i checked, i had the mind control quirk. so if you keep lying to me, i’ll force you to tell the truth.”

a whimper came from your throat as he moved his fingers to your neck. the thin, long fingers that you had wet dreams about. you wanted him to scissor you, shove them in your mouth, or even choke you if you got lucky. and it seemed like his mind ran to the same things.

“don’t be such a meanie, shin!”

“tell.”

his fingers wrapped around your throat.

“me.”

a single squeeze. you moaned, gripping desperately onto your bed sheets. fistfuls of the cotton material. fingers and eyes begging for more.

“the.”

oh god, now he was really doing it. his fingers squeezed hard.

“truth.”

a strained moan came from your throat as his fingers rendered you weak. you made a squealing sound and pulled at his wrist. shinsou chuckled as he watched your desperate hands. he wanted to tease more, but knew that you were finally willing to admit the truth.

“i’m acting like a brat because i want you to fuck me, sir.”

“and you just love acting like a brat. you love acting all innocent, being the adorable little thing you are. acting so oblivious. it’s a damn shame that you couldn’t own up to your desires sooner. i'd have fucked you all the way through high school.”

“really?” you smiled at him. "i never knew, shinsou."

shinsou smirked back, brushing hair from your face. you were so sweet despite your loudmouth. "i always thought you were hot, y/n. you'd be stupid to think you aren't attractive."

you nodded your head.

“god, your eyes are so pretty. they will look even prettier crying when i overstim you.”

“shinsou-” you gasped. he smirked as he threw you down on the bed. shinsou towered over you, chain hanging by your lips. his hand gripped your cheeks, squishing your adorable face.

“tell me what you need, my pretty princess.”

“i wanna be on your lap shinsou.”

fucking hell, the two of you were a match made in heaven. he always imagined your thick thighs wrapped around his chest. shinsou chuckled, sitting up against the wall. his hands beckoned you and his legs spread to welcome you on his lap.

"go on. sit on me, princess."

you blushed. "shinsou- i'm chubby."

your adorable little pouty face. shinsou shook his head. "get those thick ass thighs on me before i grab you myself."

you began to rock back and forth on his thigh. shinsou felt your hips grind your wet cunt into the material of his sweatpants. he looked down to see a giant wet spot and tsked to himself.

“naughty little girl, leaving a mess for me to clean up.”

“mmm~ i’ll always be naughty for you~”

he chuckled to himself as he observed you. entranced in the way you got yourself off. your eyes were screwed shut but your mouth was wide open. back arched close to his chest, nearly pressing against him. whines and whimpers fell from your mouth as you experienced an ultimate sense of euphoria.

“that’s it princess. keep on going.”

"shinsou, you're so big and muscly-" you whined.

your hands gripped at his biceps. he flexed slightly so you could feel his strength, which made you giggle. natuso couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"yeah? you like it?"

"uh huh!" you moaned as he rocked his thigh up into your pussy. shinsou loved watching you fall apart on him. "that feels really good sir!"

“oh yeah princess? you like grinding on my thigh like a little whore?”

“yes sir! feels so fucking good!!”

shinsou chuckled. he watched your face contort as you fell apart for him. the way your jaw dropped open and you threw your head back. how your thighs trapped his own. your boobs jiggling.

“god y/n, look at you. fucking falling apart on me and i haven’t even touched you yet have i? you’re a desperate little girl aren’t you?”

“so desperate daddy!” you whine, gripping onto his arm.

shinsou feels you press your tits around his arm. he leans into your ear and watches goosebumps appear as he speaks. your whimpers became louder until they were moans. he felt your pace hasten as you came closer.

“you gonna cum, pretty princess?”

shinsou chuckled as you moaned his name at climax. he had never seen anything so hot in his life. everything about this was perfect for him.

once you came down, you blinked. “oh my god- what have i done?”

“came all over my thigh like a dirty little girl.”

“shinsou!” you whined. “you’re so mean! i-i just can’t believe i did that…”

shinsou leaned against the wall, smirking. “oh i fuckin can. you’ve been horny for me, haven’t you?”

you gasped, wrapping your legs around him. shinsou felt you sit on his hard cock. his eyebrows knit as you settled your warm pussy right on top of him.

“i’m not telling!”

shinsou didn’t even register what you said though. you felt his dick throb. it was clear he needed to be taken care of.

“fuck y/n, you’re so hot. i should’ve shut you up like this long ago.”

shut me up? you pouted once again. “what d’ya mean shinsou? what do you wanna do?”

shinsou thought about it for a second. he didn’t want to rush into things. but he also wanted to pleasure you and show you just how skilled he was.

“69?” he asked

you blinked. “s-shin…i’ve never done that before,”

he took his face into his hands. those wandering eyes, peering into his own. they shined with lust. “oh princess, you’ll do amazing. i’m here to help you through…first things first.”

he pushed you off his lap. you gasped as you landed back on your pillow. shinsou wasted no time in tearing off your shorts.

“now princess…do you wanna keep your shirt on? i won’t force ya into anything.”

you were shy. you nodded your head.

“that’s okay baby. perfectly fine. i’m gonna take your panties off, okay?”

as he removed your panties, he smelled your pussy. his dick twitched uncontrollably, especially when he felt how wet the panties were. shinsou curiously pushed one of your thighs up. this revealed your sloppy, wet pussy to him. he audibly groaned.

“fuck princess. i need to feel this cunt.”

he took a finger, plunging it inside. your back arched as you felt the sensation. shinsou’s breathing became faster as he heard the squelching noises. he added another finger, making you cry out his name.

“shinsou! oh god- it feels really good!”

shinsou thought about how his cock would be even better. but that needed to wait. just like the fingers. he promised you 69, and 69 was what you were going to get. you whined as he withdrew his fingers.

“ah ah ah, don’t you start making those sounds. i could be real mean to you baby and not make you feel good.”

you shook your head quickly. “no sir! i wanna still feel good!”

shinsou loved this control. he towered over your body, each hand on the side of your head. he leaned down and seized your lips. you were caught in a storm of tongue and passion. both of you moaned into the kiss.

“need to switch positions princess. those thighs are gonna be around my head and that mouth is gonna swallow my cock. okay?”

you nodded your head, allowing him to rest his on your pillow. “you sure you won’t suffocate? i’m a bigger girl…”

“fuck, if i suffocate, ill die the happiest man. i have been dreaming about those thick ass fuckin thighs. can’t wait for you to sit that pussy down. it’ll be the perfect place for it.”

you giggled, though still unsure of yourself. shinsou took his sweats down, allowing for his dick to spring free. a little gasp escaped you. you couldn’t wait to suck it.

“you like what you see, my princess?”

“yes daddy! ‘m gonna treat you sooo good!”

you eagerly wrapped your hands around the base. shinsou hissed, slapping the back of your thighs. “put your pussy on my fucking face.”

finally, you sat on his face. natsuo absolutely lost it. all these moans came from him as he devoured your insides. and as for you, you arched your back and slurped up and down.

“fuck!” natsuo mumbled. “fuckin amazing head,”

as you went down, so did your pussy. the two of you were in perfect tandem. natsuo gripped onto your hips, slapping your ass occasionally. he couldn’t wait for more of these moments. next time he’d fuck your face, or even your pussy if you’d let him.

you loved sucking his cock. especially when he added inside his fingers. you were absolutely lost in pleasure. it felt so good to take care of shinsou while still also feeling good. he began twitching in your mouth. you began slowing your movements, becoming closer yourself.

“shit- shinsou! shinsou! it feels so good daddy!” you moaned

he felt you swallow him whole. shinsou’s eyes widened, feeling himself get close. he began to jerk up his hips, loving the sound of his cock hitting the back of your throat and making you choke.

you pushed your pussy on his face harder, practically fucking yourself on him. you slid your pussy up and down his lips, even side to side. you knew he was going to be absolutely covered in your juices.

he began to twitch, jerking his thighs all the way up without stopping. you choked, feeling his cum shoot up into your throat. quickly, you tore yourself off.

“shin-shinsou! please daddy~ make me cum too!”

when you looked back, shinsou only spurted more cum. it was all over your neck and he could see it on your tongue and lips. he gripped your thighs extra tight, quickening his pace.

“fuck daddy! yes! that’s so good!”

shinsou loved your pussy. he felt you go up from his nose to down his chin. and he wanted you to get it all over him. it was the best feeling he had ever experienced.

finally, you let out your final whine. “i feel it daddy~ oh god!”

you immediately pulled yourself off him. shinsou frowned, but quickly smirked again when you sat back on his chest. now there would be pussy on his tummy too.

“god princess…” he sighed, propping his head up. “i’m covered in you!”

you put your face in your hands as if it would help. shinsou chuckled. “did you like it?”

“uh huh- loved it shinsou.”

he brought your hands down and put them around his neck. you leaned down, cuddling yourself on top of him. shinsou smiled, petting your head softly.

“it was the best time i’ve ever had…” you admit

“yeah?” shinsou said. “me too.”

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