#shinsou x y/n smut
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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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“Babe, babe.” He calls to you, grabbing your face to look at his. His eyes glaring into yours as he soft whispers. “look.”
he says, slighting raising his eyebrow as he stares at you with love and lust in his eyes.
He swiftly thrusts harder, going faster and deeper as you roll your head back, shutting your eyes as you let out a moan.
His eyes glare you down as you squeeze his arm, softening like putty as you melt into him . ༯
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YOUR FIRST TIME WITH BNHA BOYS PT.4!
Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Shota Aizawa
(Aged-up, Graduated Characters! MDNI AND BLOGS WITH NO AGES DNI!)
PART1, PART2, PART3
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Hitoshi Shinso
he knew it was going to happen.
i was read a ff that mentioned shinso only wears jeans when he’s “laying pipe” and i stand by it🫡
he rolls up to your place in black, jeans and a black t-shirt AND black shoes
ALL BLACK IS SO HOT😫
you placed your hand on his thigh and it was O.V.E.R!
he was slow with it. he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.
LAWD THATS A BIG DICK!
bros like 📏😳
he’s pretty though.
tanned shaft to match his tanned chest and a thick flushed pink tip.
he doesn’t moan. he’s not very vocal.
he kinda just grunts and groans sometimes.
LOTS OF HEAVY BREATHING.
after he’ll take you to the shower to clean you up.
and fuck again
he spent the night.
Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
you guys definitely were not dating or even talking
just friends
tetsu came over for the weekly game night you had and then boom.
a little too much alcohol and the fact tetsu spilled that he was a virgin.
you fucked him right on your couch
he’s a pretty big guy and begged wanted you on top.
tetsu was quite the adventurer
he didn’t want to stop on one round. he didn’t stop till he was tired (5)
he was large, thick, and had a smooth curve upward. VEINY
no aftercare because bro was KNOCKED.
definitely wasn’t the last time y’all fucked.
he came back for seconds (technically 6th)
Shota Aizawa
domestic life wasn’t for shota.
until he met you, duh.
a pretty little thing 10 years younger then him. (31-10=21)
you were a new teacher at U.A.
(after all might became small might you took his spot:D)
with the encouragement from mic and midnight, he asked you to dinner
after dinner…you went back to his place.
just for dick a movie of course. nothing else.
yeeeaaah no.
you don’t really know how it happened.
one moment you were cuddling watching a movie the next you were bouncing on his dick🤷🏻♀️
he was incredibly gentle after finding out it was your first time.
though he wasn’t surprised. the innocence radiated off of you.
shota wanted you in control since he didn’t want to hurt you
but you were definitely sore in the morning
AFTERCARE KING!
a warm bath, a massage was essential oils
“HEYYYYYY, ERASURE HOW WAS DINNER WITH THE LADY, EH?!”
“fine.”
you moved in a month later
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Calling Shinsou by His Pro-Hero Name in Bed:
The first time you say it, he’s got you on your back on the desk in his office, his pants barely undone and your panties pulled to the side. His rhythm falters, his hips still as his perpetually sleepy eyes widen substantially.
It had never even crossed his mind, but suddenly it’s like a switch has been flipped—now it’s all he wants to hear from your sex-drunk lips.
He quickly realizes that you haven’t even registered saying it. Your eyes are hazy, a few tears trickling and smudging some of your eyeliner. Shallow breaths accompany needy whimpers as you try to roll your hips, frustrated beyond belief that he’s not moving. You practically sob out, “‘shi, why’d’ya stop?”
Christ, you look so beautiful, fucked-out and desperate for him.
He immediately resumes fucking you, but this time—he’s throwing your legs over his shoulders, gripping your thighs tightly enough to dig his nails into the supple flesh, and thrusting into you like it’s all he was made to do. His new pace speeds up past its predecessor, and he’s snarling out demands in a way he never has before.
“Say it again, princess…”
“Hi-hito..shi—”
Your broken attempts are cut off when a cry is torn from your throat. One of his hands had cracked against your ass hard enough to make you clench suddenly around him. His head tips back for a moment, a string of curse words being tossed towards the ceiling.
Then his gaze is locked on you once more, eyes heavily lidded, but somehow still blazing hot. “Nope. Try again, slut. And if you say Shinsou, I’m gonna turn your ass red.”
You let out a frantic mewl, wracking your addled brain for what else you could’ve called him… Something finally beckons to you.
“P-please, Mindjack — fuck me! Ha-arder, please!”
His eyes slam shut and he grits his teeth harshly, fighting to strengthen the tenuous grip he has on his sanity as he keeps his pace. You suddenly feel a hand squeezing the sides of your throat.
“What a smart little kitten… such a pretty slut for your hero, hm? Say it again.”
You obey eagerly, repetition your only focus, and he rewards you with a finger circling your clit. You scream yourself hoarse, sure anyone else working late hours could hear you, floors away. His nom de guerre is the only thing you can recall—everything else has drifted leagues away while he fucks you brainless.
This man doesn’t need his quirk to have complete control of you.
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You once begged Shinsou to use his quirk on you during sex, and guide you through something that you were dying to try, but clueless as to how you should.
He flatly refused at first, as the odd request of controlling your actions did not sit right with him, but your continuous and annoying pleas broke his resolve until he finally agreed..
A few hours after, you plopped down on the comfy sofa centering your living room, laptop placed on the coffee table, and your poor boyfriend facepalming in embarrassment as he sat awkwardly by your side, while you carefully analysed the foutage you insisted on recording in order to document the experience.
_ "Aha! I see, so this is how it's supposed to go right? I think I'm confident enough to do it by myself next time."
_ "Please stop talking." and he was dying in shame for agreeing to take part in your brazen plan.
Shouto has always been greedy to use his quirk on you whenever in bed together.
He takes full advantage of his dual power and sometimes uses both sides of it at the same time.
He carefully warms up the fingers on his left hand to a pleasant temperature, before slowly stretching you out, and effectively increasing your pleasure.
Not only that, but he also uses his right hand in order to spread a delicious coolness on your breasts while taking his time to fondle and tease your nipples.
He is fascinated by the uncontrollable goosebumps spreading throughout your body, and the perk of your teats as they harden under his tremble inducing touch.
It's something that has proven -time and time again- to make you lose control and drive you over the edge in mere minutes.
Poor Kirishima is always betrayed by his own quirk whenever with you, a sign of excitement that he cannot hide or control.
It's something that you've noticed a while back when you casually placed a hand on his thigh as you sat comfortably to watch a movie one evening.
He flinched in surprise at first, but instantly relaxed afterwards. However, when you decided to run your hand up his leg and dangerously close to his crotch, the whole patch underneath your palm suddenly hardened, leaving you shocked and impressed at the same time.
You knew immediately that it was your effect, and from then onward, decided to take advantage of the discovery to your own enjoyment, brushing your fingers along his chest, or down the protruding pulse of his neck, just to feel that rock hard transformation appear.
Best part of it though, is when it happens while you're touching his cock, because then you'll just sit back with an amused smirk on your face as he hides his blush behind his hands and apologizes repeatedly while striving to control his quirk and have your hands back on him once more.
Dividers by @/saradika
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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~
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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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: ̗̀➛ BOTHERED. shinso hitoshi
shinso hitoshi x gn!reader
pinning ! flirting ! suggestive themes ! reader wears a skirt for the first time !
hitoshi is a thighs man. and fuck, you get him with that skirt.
― hitoshi whose never told you but he loves your thighs
― he knows you've never slept with anyone, and even if he has, he's not going to pressure you or start that conversation with you.
― it happens in school, both of you in your third year. you're in different classes so you only see eachother at lunch. usually, he'd walk you from the dorms but he had a training session with aizawa early and couldn't see you.
― and then he sees you.
― then he sees what you're wearing.
― he's literally breathless??? holy fuck?? the skirt you're wearing is a part of the uniform, but you'd only worn pants from when you started school till today, apparently.
― its hiked up around your waist, flowing down till it sits just covering the edge of your butt.
― he cannot look away for the life of him oh my god someone get this man some water he's so fucking thirsty for you.
― he doesn't say anything until he's walking you back to the dorms and he shoved you against the door to the building, knee between your legs and his hands gripping your hips.
― "fuck, kitten, can't think straight when you're all dressed up" and he's kissing down your neck so feverishly you think you have a cold.
― his hands are wandering and there;s hickeys on your neck and then you finally drag him inside and you have to wear your pants the next day because of the hickeys covering your thighs.
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Shinso as a roommate w spice 👀
I can talk about this guy for hours. 🥵
Also send me an ask with a person from MHA and I will say how they are as a roommate. Please advise if you want some spice
I know that some people are sick of the cat and Shinso comparison but I think it is the perfect comparison for him when it comes to being a roommate.
You do not see him often when you first become roommates (and honestly unless you heard him leave his room to go to the bathroom or kitchen you were sure that he just wasn’t there) and it wasn’t uncommon to just say hi in passing once a week or so.
Something changed though once you had been roommates for around 6 months and he was more comfortable around you.
You started seeing him more and more but he did it pretty subtly. It started with him joining you for whatever tv show you were watching- and it rally did not matter what. He watched your (in his words) “pointless reality trash” or “tame horror films” and though he wouldn’t admit he liked them he also watched your “over dramatic teenage shows”.
It got to the point that it was common for you to knock on his bedroom door with a “take out will be here in thirty, I ordered your favorite ramen. Hurry up so we can finish the series tonight.”
What you weren’t expecting was for him to open his door clad in only a towel that was tied lowely on his lean hips as he ran another towel through his shoulder length hair.
“You’re home a bit earlier then usual” he stated, his voice low in a way that you knew he had just been smoking a joint. Just as you thought that you were hit with the smell, making your nose scrunch slightly.
You weren’t against weed but your job did randomly drug test throughout the year so you had not partaken since your first year of college.
“Oh shit, sorry I forgot to spray something before opening the door. I wasn’t quite expecting you home so early.”
“Oh, no worries. I get it.” You felt your heart race as your cheeks flushed with heat. You had seen Shinso shirtless. It actually wasn’t uncommon to see him that way when you two were watching TV or when he was cooking throughout the week.
He said it was because he ran hot, but you swear he continued to do it only after he saw you no so subtly check him out the first time you had seen him shirtless.
“Extra spicy?” He questioned as he back into his room, spraying an air freshener to help combat the smell. It never quite worked but it was nice that he tried.
“What?” You questioned, completely caught off guard as he turned around to look at you, his signature soft smirk pulling at the corner of his pink lips before he bit his bottom lip to try and make it go away. You couldn’t help but notice the blood rush to his bottom lip, making it a bit redder.
“My ramen, did you by chance get it extra spicy?”
“Oh yeah, yes I did. No worries, I know how you like it.”
You could feel the air continue to thicken as your tried to stare anywhere but him but you couldn’t quite take your eyes off of him.
While you had been attracted to Shinso the second you saw him (you mean, you weren’t blind) it had really been the past few months that your crush had gone from a small school yard crush to a full fledged stomach lurching infatuation.
You had honestly couldn’t remember the amount of times that you had spaced out thinking about the indigo haired man and you had definitely lost count of the nights that had ended with your hand down your panties getting off to the thought to him.
“Um, I’m going to get the show ready and listen for the takeout person. I’ll see you when you are ready.” You said quickly, embarrassment an understatement at this point as you got out of his room as quick as possible and walked to the couch.
It wasn’t long before you heard the trill of your doorbell, signaling the delivery guy. As you got up from the couch to get the food you saw Shinso emerge from the small hallway.
“I got it.” He said as he walked passed you quickly, your living room wasn’t very big.
“Oh I haven’t paid the guy yet, let me get it.” You insisted as you stood at the edge of the couch.
“I got it this time, you can get it next week.” Shinso reasoned as he opened the door while also digging into his black sweats for his wallet. He pulled out enough yen to cover the meal with a generous tip before grabbing the bag of takeout and muttering a thanks as he shut the door.
“You know, you said the same thing last week about me paying this week.” You said softly after Shinso had untied the bag and handed you your cup of ramen.
“Did I?” He muttered “must have slipped my mind. No worries, I’ll make sure you don’t get out of it again.” He said with a wink as he handed you your chopsticks.
You couldn’t help the warmth that spread across your chest and neck at the wink, butterflies erupting in your stomach as you thanked him while taking the lid off your food before placing it on the coffee table in front of you as you grabbed the remote to put on the last few episodes of the show that you two had been watching.
Dinner was quite as you tried to pay attention to the show you were watching but try as you might, you couldn’t get your brain to shut off. You made a mental note of needing to watch these episodes alone sometime soon because before this you had been wrapped into the story.
It wasn’t until the finale, the fourth episode you both had watched tonight, that you were able to pay attention. You were completely lost at this point, confused why the main character was in an abandoned farm but you tried to catch up as you watched.
A particularly frightening scene involving a chainsaw man that was wearing body parts of his most recent victims made you a bit jumpy and of course Shinso noticed right away.
“Come here” he whispered as he opened his arms while also putting his feet on the coffee table. It wasn’t completely uncommon for you two to cuddle but it was usually reserved for nights that one you have had a awful day and it never happened after so much sexual tension had been prevalent just hours earlier.
But you also knew not to look a gift horse in the mouth and you were basically crawling to his side without a second thought as you made yourself comfortable by placing your face onto to the chest of his white plain t shirt as he wrapped a long arm around you.
“No scary chainsaw man can get you know” he whispered into your hair. You could hear the grin in his voice as you slapped a hand onto his chest before moving to get up.
“Oh where do you think you’re going? I finally get you in my arms and you think you can leave?” As Shinso said this his arm tightened around you as the other one grabbed onto himself, effectively cocooning you into his side. You couldn’t help the laugh that erupted from your lips as you looked up to his face.
What you weren’t expecting was for his face to be so close to yours. Frozen from shock you continued to stare at him as he stared down at you.
Shinso couldn’t help but look from your eyes to your lips and quickly back to your eyes.
“Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispered as his head began to lean down towards you, his lips quickly capturing yours.
You could feel as he undid his embrace on you while also placing both of his hands on either side of your cheeks.
It didn’t take long before he was deepening the kiss and placing one hand on your hip as his skilled fingers drew random small shapes on your hip.
You broke the kiss, needing to breath. As you stared at him for a second you noticed that your hands had had a mind of their own and we’re both at the edge of his skull, pulling gently on his purple locks.
“Woah” you exhaled.
“Good woah, or ‘oh shit what the fuck did we just do’ kind of Woah” Shinso questioned with a quirk of his eyebrows. You noticed that when Shinso got nervous he talked a lot more the he normally would.
“More like ‘why the hell have we not done that sooner’ kind of Woah” you corrected with a smile.
“I’ve been wanting to kiss you since you became my roommate, but I also didn’t want to fuck anything up.” Shinso confessed.
Your eyes widened in surprise. Sure there had been some sexual tension, but he had thought you were attractive since you had two met? Why the hell did it take so long then?
“Maybe we shouldn’t waste anymore time then” you said, trying to sound very nonchalant but you could hear the tremor in your voice.
Shinso didn’t need to hear anything else as he grabbed you by your hips and placed you onto his lap.
Where the hell did he get so strong? You wondered as you widened your stance to allow both of your legs be flush with his hips as you straddled him.
Shinso placed a hand behind your head as he guided you back to him while whispering “if you want to stop at any point, tell me and I will. I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to.”
You couldn’t help but feel your heart melt at the words. There was just something about your roommate that made him very different then most guys your age.
“Same goes for you” you whispered back before kissing him.
It wasn’t long of him kissing you that he began testing the waters by allowing his fingers to inch up a few inches up your shirt as he felt the skin beneath. You gave him permission to do whatever he wanted by tugging harshly onto his hair and moaning.
He quickly made work of taking off your oversized shirt, a twing of a smirk gracing his lips as he realizes it’s one of his black shirts that you must have stole at some point. He made a mental note to tease you a bit later, but for now he had way more important things to do.
As the shirt fell to the floor he couldn’t help but grown at the sight in front of him. He hadn’t realized due to the bagginess of the shirt but you were wearing a bra and damn if you didn’t have the pretties tits he had ever seen.
“No bra” he quipped as he cupped them in his large pale hands, loving the way your soft supple skin felt in them as your back arched a bit at the sensation of him kneading them softly, testing the waters to see what kind of pressure you wanted.
“Almost never when I’m in a baggie top.” You admitted with a flush.
“I’ll have to remember that for the future” he said with a shit eating grin before he latched onto your left nipple, rolling a very expert tongue around it.
You let out a louder moan then you meant to but this only seemed to spur Shinso on as he suckled harder.
“Shin, fuck, Shin, can we take this to one of our bedrooms? Not that fucking on the couch doesn’t sound fun, I just think I would rather be in a bed.”
“So demanding” he teased as his lips popped off of your bud, but in that same breath he grabbed you and hoisted both of you up off of the couch, his hands digging into the fat of your thighs. “My room? I just washed my sheets today.”
“We’re you hoping something was going to happen, Hitoshi?” You teased as you kissed his nose.
“Only every fucking day, also please continue to call me that. It sounds so fucking sexy coming from you and I can’t wait to hear you moan my name.”
“Well, just know I don’t just moan to inflate a persons ego, I have to mean it.” You quipped back.
“Don’t worry, you will.” Shinso said with a wink as he slapped your ass, making you giggle before attaching his lips to your neck and walking you to his bedroom.
Also, don’t worry. You moaned his name all night long.
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✨denki kaminari moaning like he’s being paid for it is my religion ✨🥴
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BHNA List
Drider! Shinsou! doodle
Drider! Shinsou imagines
Perv! Ghostboi! Izuku🔞
Perv! Harpy! Shiggaraki! 🔞
Zombie! Shinsou! 🔞
Bunny hybrid! Denki!🔞
Scarecrow! Hawks!🔞
Cat hybrid! Amajiki! 🔞
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Hitoshi Shinso Headcannons
Fluff:
He loves to make playlists for everything with you
He will call you babydoll or pretty boy
Be prepared for compliments all the time
He loves sleeping next to you
He will send you cat memes or photos to start a conversation
He'll take you on dates to the humane society and animal shelters
He's a quiet observer so he'll know your habits better than you do
Angst:
He struggles with anxiety and depression
If he's too deep in a spiral he'll be snappy with you
He won't think he deserves anything about you so he'll self-sabotage your relationship
Comfort:
He's highly observant so if you start acting weird he'll know just like that
He will apologise with desserts and chocolate
If you're sick or on your period he'll get you your favorite coffee or tea or other drink
He's not big on pda but if you touch him he'll reciprocate
No discrimination whatsoever. He loves all body types, he loves all sexualities, he loves all genders.
This man quite literally can't wrap his head around things like racism, homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, etc.
Spicy:
Ass and thighs and stomach guy
Anywhere on your body that's a good cushy pillow is his favorite
Body worship hardcore
Sometimes he'll be vanilla other times you aren't walking for a good day or two
He will lick your cunt for half an hour and still be going
He makes you look at him through everything, it doesn't matter what it is, you are looking at him one way or another
Maybe bondage, he might be a bit wary at first because he doesn't want to hurt you ever
His kinks: daddy kink, mommy kink, praise kink, and choke kink
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ran across this picture of pro!hero shinsou and immediately died of brainrot. part time college professor shinsou x bimbo!reader [if you think this is ooc then maybe you should just kiss me on the lips then.] suggestive
Seeing your face in full for the first time is already enough to twist his stomachs in knots. Fold it over itself a few times until it’s tightened in a neat little hitch, and his lungs the pretty bow on top the moment her mouth opens. Plump lips that kiss each word on its way out and nearly leaves him envious. His brain barely registers what’s actually been said until he’s taking a moment to revise.
And then he short circuits.
“Are you interested in having sex?”
Shinsou stands there a little stiller than he should as his student stares up at him curiously, doe eyes blinking expectantly at the older man as the cool training ground air dries out his slightly gaped mouth and his brain buffers at the reality of things.
You breathe in a little briskly before nodding again, looking away briefly like you’re chiding herself. “Oh, sorry,” You redouble. “Are you interested in having sex with me?”
This is his reality right now.
Shinsou Hitoshi is not a religious man, a spiritual man, sure; but he has never been quite so comfortable with the idea of god’s and otherworldly forces - so powerful that they foresee the outcome of his and the lives around him. He doesn’t like the thought of greater powers or deities of any kind. Invisible men that pull his strings or any leveraged omnipotence that could disrupt the equilibrium of reality or nature. He believes in Then and Now, and any paths he may take in the latter are his choice and his doing. His fate will always be in his hands.
….Although - He stares at that familiar soft tawny now softened by the evening sun. Exposed shoulders veiled by dark thickets of bouncing curls and about eight months of over the shoulder glances and lingering stares that are apparently being cashed in right before him. Even a man so dead set on his ideals might have to reconsider at an opportunity like this. Maybe there is a big man in the sky. Maybe he’s been watching him piss away his love life for the past twenty seven years and decided that this was the time to knock him on his ass about it. Maybe this is a gift?
Maybe this is a test.
There’s a long second he spends blowing out empty air before his voice can seep into the atmosphere.
“Wha-…You’re… seriously asking me this?” And he can’t tell if he means that out of disbelief or genuine curiosity.
You must take it as the latter, because you nod so genuinely - so cutely. That his teeth instinctively start to grind against each other. “I hope this isn’t an inconvenient way to ask. You’re usually really busy outside of our training bumps and I doubt your assistant would take me seriously if I made an appointment for this reason.”
“It’s also…” And he almost feels like the weird one for saying this. “…Wildly inappropriate.”
“Oh...” You pause, and for a moment he expects you to finally tune into how bizarre this situation really is.
Until you’re hitting him with another curveball. “Rejecting me would also be fine then, Sensei.”
That makes him openly grimace - throw his head back a bit and remind himself that: No, that isn’t the worst thing you’ve said since this conversation started. And yes, rejecting you was always a valid option. You say it so cooly that he’s almost afraid that you’re indifferent about the whole thing to begin with. Which begs the question:
“What’s this about?” Shinsou furrows.
You finally move your gaze from him to an empty corner of the wall as you fidgets on your feet a few tense seconds, wrapping your arms around yourself with a short hesitant shrug of your shoulders and pout in a way that can only be described as troublesome.
“I’ve… I can’t put all of my focus on climbing up the ranks anymore. Or on studying… or on anything else for that matter,” You start shyly. “All I’ve been thinking about for the past few months is you.”
The more you continue the closer he gets to self-destructing. “To be fair, I thought I admired your skill and resolve. - Which I do. It’s just… I like the sound of your voice and how it sounds when you talk to me. And the way you handle us trainees, and me whenever I mess up. I like the way your fingers feel on my leotard.”
The fact that he can see you riling yourself up at the thought of him, redistribute the weight on your feet like you’re looking for friction - His mouth doesn’t know whether to dry or salivate and for his sake he hopes his suit is thick enough to hide the bulge that’s steadily forming.
“All I can think of is having sex with you, Sensei.” You say truthfully. “And at least if you reject me then the humiliation of that’ll-“
“I’m not gonna reject you.” And the way your eyes light up makes his lungs feel near to bursting. Seriously, have you seen you? What chump would be so out of his mind to pass up something like this?
But he steps in a little closer, enough to get a whiff of oat and honey, and finely scrubbed in sugars. It’s an ego trip to see you start to fluster a bit. Although he’s sure he’s not faring any better.
You’re bathing in his attention. “But _____ - Sweetheart, it sounds like you just have feelings for me.” Shinsou exhales a little breathlessly. “A regular confession would’ve done just fine, and we could’ve gotten to the good parts later.”
“I feel the same way about you, y’know?” He pinches one of your cheeks. “‘Have for a while, actually,”
You simper. “You have?”
He nods with a warm hum. You’d purr in his hands if you could. “And now that everything’s out in the open, don’t you feel a little better? ‘Can finally think straight, huh?”
“No, now I wanna do it even more.”
Ah,
He pats your cheeks a few times as he raises his back to look over at the rest of your fellow classmates, flashes an innocent little lazy smile toward the field as he looks out for any wandering eyes and prays that that overhead bell is close to ringing.
Shinsou finds a secure grip on your jaw when the coast is clear. “Okay,” His smile sharpens. “That’s okay. - Hey, how about you try and make it through this bump and if you can do that; I’ll sneak into the ladies locker room and fuck you stupid. How’s that sound?”
The way your lips form into a pout by the force of his grip nearly has him pulling you forward to press his against them. “S’good, shensei. Thawnk yew!”
#there are some physical descriptors in this unfortunately#i was very much in my own world while writing this#shinsou hitoshi x y/n#shinsou hitoshi x reader#hitoshi shinso x y/n#hitoshi san#mha shinsou#my hero academia shinsou#bnha shinsou#shinsou x reader#shinsou smut#bnha x reader#bnha#bnha shinso hitoshi#mha#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#mha x reader
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You’re my favourite kitty - Shinsou x fem!reader
Includes: pussy drunk Hitoshi, somnophilia, dom! sub! dynamic, use of nicknames: daddy, kitten, kitty, oral fem! receiving.
Your pov:
It was late at night and you were exhausted from studying. You had just come out of the shower, freshly shaven and washed hair. You used the same soap your boyfriend used, resulting in you smelling like oak and lavender. You missed Shinsou, many villains became prominent in the early months of the year as they tried to make their mark on society. This meant that your pro hero boyfriend was very busy with late nights and early mornings. This meant you barely spent time together. You made his breakfast and lunch the night before and made his dinner when you were about to go to bed for him to heat up.
Since you barely had any physical interactions, you were becoming irritable. Well that’s what your friend told you while you were both in the library studying for your upcoming exam. You were studying to become a (d/j) *dream job. You had a strong quirk but didn’t want the publicity, so you were studying for a more “normal” job. The media didn’t know much about your relationship, only your family and friends did as well as Shinsou’s colleagues.
You hung your towel up and then put on your (f/c) fluffy pyjama pants and a large shirt that was a piece of Shinsou’s best selling merch. You flopped onto your shared bed, the sheets, blankets and pillows were all different shades of purple. You put yourself under the blankets and slowly drifted to sleep.
3rd pov:
Shinsou opened the door, turning on the light in the hallway. With a groan he took of his boots and left them neatly facing the front door. He walked straight to your shared bedroom, only to see you splayed across the bed. You looked so cute and peaceful while you slept. He chuckled to himself and started to strip himself.
Timeskip:
His lavender hair was damp, a towel wrapped around his waist and his toned chest showing. He dropped the towel and trudged towards your sleeping figure. He gently moved the blankets that were covering you, licking his lips as he looked at you. He thought you looked so gorgeous in his merch. You felt the bed dip as he caged your sleeping body. His eyes met your peaceful sleeping face, his heart fluttering at the sight. He began to press light kisses down your body until he got to your pelvic bone. With a shaky breath he tugged down your pyjama pants, to reveal your glistening heat. He sucked in a breath at the beautiful sight of your dripping sex. With lust blown eyes he checked to see if you were still sleeping, you were.
He pushed your thighs apart with his large hands. He then plunged between your legs. Lapping at your heat like he was dehydrated and the only thing that could hydrate him, was you. He sucked on your clit while his hands caressed your bare thighs. His eyes fluttered the way you moaned sleepily, still stuck in your dream. His tongue prodded your wet hole, his eyes kept flicking to yours to see if you were awake. His mouth then moved to suck on your clit, while he pumped a thick finger in and out of you.
With a loud moan your sleepy eyes fluttered open to see the sight before you. Shinsou looking up at you through wet hair and licking at your cunt.
“Hey kitty” Shinsou smirked as he came up to peck a kiss on your cheek.
“Did you have a good dream baby?”
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Imagine Shinsou calling you "princess" 🤤
Deep voice
So sexy
He grabs your waist to scoot by you while mumbling "sorry, princess..." but you can hear in his deep voice that he's TOTALLY NOT SORRY and he's got a dumb smirk on his face and he blatantly rubs his big bulge against your ass as he shuffles by you and his thick fingers lightly squeeze your waist
- 🐺
Oh he's definitely not sorry 😏
Even though you're unable to see his face, his hot breath, eager touches and pulsating bulge are unmistakable.
The line of soft pecks he carefully places on your nape, lures a shiver down your spine and a moan from between your lips.
You unconsciously roll your hips against the thickness nudging your bum, squealing when he responds with a bite on your delicate skin.
_ "Sorry princess, but I couldn't help myself." he apologizes again, but the deep chuckle following suit proves that he's relishing every second of this.
His hands slip under your shirt, hiking the garment up and squeezing your waist while his shallow thrusts gradually quicken.
His name flows past your lips and your eyes roll back in absolute ecstasy as one of his hands move down to fondle you through your soft panties.
You're close, both of you are, and the inescapable mess that's about to ruin your clothes and bed is the last thing on your minds as you give in to each other.
_ "Hitoshi, please! I'm cumming.."
_ "Me too sweetheart, fuck.."
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You seduce Hitoshi.
Warnings: Hitoshi aged up | NSFW
2,000 words~
Hitoshi sipped on the glass of wine you handed him. He eyed you as you puttered around the kitchen finding another glass for yourself.
His mind was overflowing with thoughts. Why had you called him over so late suddenly?
It must have been a few years since you both graduated from U.A. and he hadn't heard from you since then. However, tonight he got a message from you asking- no demanding him to come over. Hitoshi had the largest crush on you back in U.A. to the point that it was stupid. Ever since your first spar he found himself captivated by you. You were a strong confident hero, everything he wanted to be himself and you did it effortlessly.
So- of course, when he received your late-night message inviting him over, he dropped everything he was doing and drove to your apartment.
Finally locating another wine glass, you slipped it between your fingers and poured yourself a sturdy glass.
"So, uh- it's good to see you again," he spoke, trying to break the confusing tension.
"Good to see you too general studies~" You teased as you stalked back over to where he was sitting.
General Studies
It was the nickname you used to tease him with at U.A. Even after he transferred to the hero course, you made it a point to continue to use the playful nickname.
If anyone else had called him that, his blood would have boiled. He worked hard to train and transfer to the hero course. However, when the teasing words danced off your lips, he felt no anger at all. Quite the opposite.
The way your eyes looked at him up and down, and the corner of your mouth raised to a smirk when you said it always left him flustered. Even now.
Hitoshi continued to attempt small talk with you however, found himself at a loss for words at your next action. "How have you been? I think I heard you are working at-," he was in the middle of saying as you plopped yourself down in his lap.
He was left open-mouthed as you adjusted yourself on his lap making yourself comfortable.
"Hmm~ what were you asking me?" You teased him taking in the stunned boy's expression and placing a hand on his cheek.
"Uh-" Hitoshi tried to regain his train of thought but your hand found its way to his hair, running your fingers gently through his purple strands.
Boys are so easy, you laughed to yourself.
"That's ok Shinso, I didn't call you over to make small talk anyway," You spoke and placed a kiss on his neck eliciting a soft moan from him.
"Hey, I-," Hitoshi spoke clearing his throat. "You know I- I've been interested in you since U.A.," He spoke.
"Mhm~" You murmured.
"So, I-," Hitoshi kept trying to form his words into a complete sentence but the way you began to rock back and forth on his lap sent all the blood from his brain rushing elsewhere. "So, I- uh- would actually like to get to know you." He finally managed to say.
"Mmmm~ this is a good way to get to know me wouldn't you say?" You said with another wink and a small lick to his neck. "Besides little mockingbird~ do you really want me to stop?" You challenged and moved your gaze to make eye contact with the hero.
Hitoshi's eyes were already swimming in lust, his mouth hung agape as he tried to get himself to reject your advances. He was interested in more than just a one-night stand with you but-
"I didn't think so~" You whispered pressing your lips to his ears. "You said it yourself- you've been wanting this since U.A. haven't you? When we sparred and I pinned you down I could feel how excited you were~ Tell me Shinso- did you go back to your dorm and think of me? Did you touch yourself and pretend your hands were mine? Come on let me finally show you the real thing~"
Your words sent Hitoshi over the edge. Whatever resolve he had was far lost now. Another moan escaped his lips as you settled more into his lap swinging your other leg over him bringing yourself to straddle him now.
Every word you said bounced around his brain and hardened his excitement. Every word was true too. He lost count of the times that he had thought about you alone in his dorm. Finding his hand wrapped around his cock before he could even register what he was doing.
Despite his fantasies when he was a young boy, he had every intention of approaching this traditionally and respectably. He wanted to take you to dinner- go on dates- get to know you. But- how was he expected to stop himself now- now that you were presenting yourself so straightforward and singing such lewd words in his ears.
"That's a good boy~ it's ok to give in. Your body is speaking for you," you said resting your hand on the growing bulge in his pants.
The feeling of your hand on his excitement caused Hitoshi to snap. His hand found its way to the back of your head, fingers grazing your scalp as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and guided your lips to his. He pressed a heavy kiss full of lust onto your lips, and you parted them obediently giving him access to whatever he wanted.
Hitoshi eagerly followed your signals- his tongue exploring your mouth in rhythmic movements that elicited a deep moan from you. Your moan excited him further as his other hand found your waist and encouraged you to press further into his lap- his bulge rubbing up against you through his jeans.
"Mmm that's it~ I knew you had it in you, general studies~" You pulled away catching your breath.
Hitoshi didn't speak but sucked in the air attempting to catch his own breath. His lavender eyes pierced through you full of lust and begging for more.
"Do you want to feel~?" You asked seductively guiding his hand under your lingerie to your entrance. Hitoshi happily obeyed once more, his finger sliding slowly over your clit as he made his way to your entrance.
His finger slid inside you easily, "Fuck-," he moaned out. "You're so wet," his voice was deeper and heavier than before as if the lust had taken him down an octave.
"Mhm~ Do you think you were the only one that thought about this back at U.A.? That seductive sex hair of yours and bondage scarf you ran around with~ come on general studies show me what you can do," you provoked.
Hitoshi followed through sliding his finger in and out of your entrance slowly and rhythmically. You moaned out and moved your hips in motion with him, fully intending to give him a show.
"Damn~" Hitoshi marveled at the way your body moved for him and sang out. It was hotter than any fantasy his young boy brain had concocted. He was utterly spellbound by you.
"Come on little mockingbird give me more~" You pleaded.
Hitoshi slid another finger inside and lost his breath once again at your deepening moans and whimpers that you let out for him. You fully bounce up and down fucking yourself on his fingers- giving Hitoshi nothing left to do but gawk at the sight.
"Mm~ want to feel you~" You moaned halting your movements. "Please- can I?" You asked pressing a kiss to his jawline as your hand ran across the throbbing bulge in his pants.
Your performance had left Hitoshi speechless, but his hand guided yours to his belt.
"Enjoying the show so far~?" You asked teasingly as your hands worked to undo his pants. Hitoshi let out a breath of air trying to form any words. "You're so cute all pussy drunk already~ don't worry I'm going to finish the job," You winked and pulled down his jeans and boxers.
"Ohhh~" You sang out taking in the sight of his full-grown excitement. "I felt you were big when we sparred but- this is quite the pleasant surprise~" Hitoshi's face flushed at your praises to his member.
You smiled enjoying how much power you had over him. You wrapped your hand around his cock and moved your hand up and down the full length of his shaft. "You know after we sparred, and I felt your bulge- I had some dirty thoughts of my own when I was alone in my dorm. I wondered what your cock looked like- what it would feel like~ I'm so thankful you came over tonight, don't worry I'll make sure you won't regret it~" You spoke as you placed your hands on his thighs to lift yourself up. Hitoshi placed his hands on either side of your waist helping guide you as you sat back down on his cock.
"Fuck~" Hitoshi let out a loud moan that filled the room as your walls stretched around him and you sat back on his lap- cock fully inside.
You placed a gentle kiss on his lips, "You want me to move right little mockingbird~?" You asked.
Hitoshi nodded eyes half-lidded filled with lust.
"What happened to wanting to get to know me first hmm?" You mocked him.
Hitoshi's eyes widened as he took in your teasing expression. You had him and now you were playing with him. His eyes said it all as they silently begged you to move.
"Come on then- tell me, what do you want? Did I break you that easily?" You asked, a twisted grin growing on your face.
"Move- please move~" He begged giving in to your taunts. You had him, and he knew he had no other option than to concede. He couldn't remember a time he had ever felt so dominated in his life.
You smiled down at him, "Again- I didn't hear you."
"Please- fuck yourself on my cock," He spoke again.
Boys are so easy.
Taking mercy on him you began to bounce slowly on his cock. The pleasure that erupted on Hitoshi's face was unmistakable.
"Such a good boy~" You taunted as you picked up the pace causing Hitoshi's moans to increase.
"Fuck- mm~" He mewled out.
Your pace did not let up or give Hitoshi any time to restrain himself, his end was coming near, and it was clear from the flushness of his face. The way you took complete charge of him- and the lewd sounds that echoed through the room were doing him in.
You bounced up and down further observing the increasingly euphoric look on his face.
"Shinso brainwash me~" You called out as you continued to bounce up and down on his shaft.
"What?!" His eyes snapped open.
"Brainwash me~ I want to cum with you~" You pleaded.
"Mm~ no~" he moaned out during your thrusts.
You slowed down your pace to make your case, "Please I want to cum with you- I can see you're almost there,"
"No," he said stubbornly, logic running through his brain for the first time since you sat in his lap for the night.
"Please I want my walls to squeeze you as you cum inside~ you have my consent~ brainwash me~" You continued to make your case as you slide down once more from his tip to his base.
"Fuck~" He sang out frustrated... His eyes searched yours. You were serious, there was no question about it. Hitoshi had his reservations about misusing his quirk but-
"You want to cum?" He asked you.
Your eyes locked onto his as an excited smile spread across your face, "Yes." You answered him, allowing his quirk to activate.
Hitoshi closed his eyes and allowed his end to come, simultaneously you felt a rush of pleasure ring through your body more intense than you had ever felt before- it put every vibrator you had to shame as you were forced to cum by his quirk.
Your walls squeezed around him as his release filled you.
"Holy shit~" You sang out and collapsed onto him, resting your head on his shoulder. "You have the best quirk for sex general studies~" You declared.
Hitoshi inhaled deeply, trying to catch his own breath- maybe he should have been using his quirk for sex he realized.
Catching your breath. you smiled up at him, "Tell me~ what do you need to get ready again? Some juice- water?"
"What?" Hitoshi asked breathlessly.
"Oh, don't get mistaken now- I'm not done with you." You smiled and moved your lips to ears once more to whisper, "You're fun I like you- so you're in for a long night~"
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