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𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋
DAY 12: SOUNDING
With: Keigo Takami (Hawks)
Word Count: 1.9k
Warnings: Sub! Hawks, gn! reader, sounding, HEAVY sub/dom spaces, hints of sado/masochism, mentions of anal fingering, keigo crying and twitching, cursing, pee/urine mentioned throughout
A/N: This is one of those smut fics that are heavily unrealistic (which i LOVEEEE), keigo says some cringe things at some points tho. LOL
Keigo has such a pretty face. People stop and stare at him on the street, he has been recruited by multiple modeling companies and is lusted over by teenage girls all over the world. Born to be nicknamed, “Pretty Boy”. It was cute, really, and he seemed to love the name.
But to you, he doesn't look his best when he is photographed in lewd poses, or when the media catches the way he looks at you, or even with his candid hero photos that are unbearably hot.
No, to you, Keigo looks his absolute best when he cried. Of course, not from sadness, from pleasure and pain. When his face is flushed, his eyes are hazy, and tears coat his cheeks. When he looks up at you in pure adoration, and trembles under your hold.
But that was the sadistic side of you talking. The side of you who wants to completely ruin the man. It's hard not to when he looks so pretty during it.
So, slowly you've been finding new ways to wreck him and with each one, he reacts perfectly. You've gotten addicted to it. Him, really.
Tonight you are going to try sounding. You stare at the small metal rod, and then back to your lover, who is leaning against the headboard, and trying to act like he is not completely terrified. He gulps when you peer at him, straightening his back, and trying to uphold his cocky grin.
“You're scared, aren't ya?”
He scoffs, looking away. “No. I'm the one who asked for this, why would I be scared?”
As much as you like ruining Keigo, Keigo loves being ruined. You have to keep a close eye on him because he swears he has no limits and has not used his safeword so far. Everything is on the table for him, and that sometimes worries you. You've held down your desires but he voices them and is the one to beg you for more and more.
Urethra play was not something he has tried. “Mhmm. It will be fine, we will go slow,” You reassure him despite his words. You place a comforting hand on his thigh and he sighs, smiling at you softly.
“Yeah. It'll be fine. You're right.”
Horrifying is the best word to describe what's in front of him right now. The “thin” rod is now lodged halfway into his urethra and he's panting out, thighs trembling. It doesn't exactly feel bad, but it's foreign, and the sight in front of him makes him uneasy. Nothing is supposed to go in that hole.
He's gripping onto your hand for comfort, eyes wide as saucers. “We aren't even all the way in yet, Keigo.”
He whines out at the words, resting his head on your shoulder. Sweat beads at his forehead and his face is flushed. “F-Feels so full.”
You teasingly tap on the rod, and his back arches, wings fluttering out at the strange feeling. He grips your hand and stares at you, silently pleading. “Sorry. Forgot. Let's put it all in, yeah?”
“Dont–Dont know if I can.”
You stroke the bottom of his shaft and smile at him. “Got plenty of room still. It's supposed to touch your prostate, y'know.”
Yeah, he definitely knew that. For the last couple of days, he researched the ins and outs of this. But still, he doesn't know how the hell it could go any deeper. He feels overwhelmingly stuffed even from half of it being inserted. He gulps and glances at you, but nods.
“Take a deep breath for me, Keigo. Promise it'll feel good in a bit.” You're right, and he knows it. Just like when you fingered him for the first time, it feels weird in the beginning, but now he's addicted to it. This could be a new thing to drive him mad. He sure hopes so.
He takes a deep breath, and you slowly continue to inch it in, letting gravity do the most part. The road is slippery from the lube and it goes in without much difficulty.
Keigo on the other hand is going insane. He is moaning and whining, gripping onto the sheets with such force that you are afraid he is going to rip it. You watch his arm muscles clench and unclench, and he throws his head back. “Oh. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He cries with every second it goes deeper.
You hush him, using your other hand to stroke him gently, hoping to coax it in. His squirming makes it harder, and you don't want to hurt him, so you try your best to pin his hips down beneath you so they won't jump up.
And at last, it reaches the bottom. You pull away and look up at him. Keigo is trembling, back arched pornographically, and staring at the ceiling with an open mouth. Tears drip down his cheeks, and his legs are trembling, bent, and spread wide. “All done, it's all the way in now. Shhh, just gotta get adjusted to it.”
He shakes his head and lets out a cry, “Fuck. It's weird. Feels so weird! Full–I cant–”
You lean forward to press your lips to his, cutting his frantic rambling off. “Keigo, do you want to use your safeword?” You ask, just for reassurance.
He shakes his head frantically. “No! Wait! I-I never said I didn't like it!” He pleads desperately to you, even if you haven't tried to make an effort to remove it. His mind seems to be scattered, but this is how he is when he usually tries new things in bed. Today, just a little bit more extreme, considering you haven't tried anything even close to this.
“What does it feel like, Birdie?”
He takes a deep, shaky breath. “Feels full. D-Different type of full. It's weird. And it also feels like I gotta pee a little bit. But in a good way? It's all so weird and overwhelming, Y/N!”
You gulp, watching the way his eyes move around frantically. The way his body is bright red, and he's staring at you with desperate eyes. His mouth is glossy, and his eyes are wet. This is your favorite face of Keigos. This is what you have been wanting to see.
The urges get the better of you. “I'm going to move it now Keigo.”
His eyes widen, and before he can even protest, you move it upward, slightly. His back arches again and he gasps for air. “O-Oh–Its–Fuckkkkk.”
You push it back in completely and he keens, gripping onto your hand with wide eyes. A loud, desperate whine is let out, and more tears stream down his face. He's withering under you, and you can't help but stare at his pretty physique. “Are you oka–”
“Again!” He sobs, legs moving sporadically against the sheets.
His words make you gulp. He's falling into that state again. The one where his only task is to get himself completely fucked dumb. He doesn't want to think about anything except his pleasure, and frankly, his adorable facial expression is pulling you into your very own state with him.
You lift the rod up, farther than last time, until more than half of it sticks out. He stares at it, panting loudly and waiting for you to push it back in. It makes his adrenal pulse, and his mouth begins to water.
You don't tease him too long, and abide by his wishes, pressing the full thing in until it reaches the very bottom of his cock. He moans this time, enjoying it more with every second. Tears continue to fall, but he can't pay attention to them, instead focused on the feeling of being so full. If he had a toy in the other end, he surely would have lost his mind. Next time, for sure.
You continue to bring it up and down and he gets louder and louder with each stroke, not caring for whoever hears him. He is feeling such intense pleasure, everyone should hear his cries. Or at least that is what he believes.
“So cute. We found another hole for me to abuse, yeah Keigo?” You purr, eyes traveling up his shaking body with hunger.
He nods his head frantically. “Yes. Yes! Please fuck it more, I'm begging!”
You stop for a moment, a teasing gleam in your eyes. “Want me to fuck your pee hole? How lewd, Birdie.”
But to your dismay, he isn't responding to the teasing as you hoped. Instead, just agreeing with every word, too lost in the subspace to really care for how dirty your words are. “Yes! F-Fuck my pee hole. Need it. S-So full!”
You don't mind your failed attempt, now staring fondly at the pretty boy in front of you, who is completely out of it by now. It usually takes him longer to get to this state, and it was intriguing that this little rod had such a huge effect on him.
Your pace is quicker, and you use your other hand to stroke him off. His mouth hangs open, and drool begins to bead at the corner of his mouth. Every breath is a high-pitched, airy moan. It's adorable, really.
You watch his thighs start to clench and you raise your eyebrows, knowing that he's going to cum sometime soon. When you glance back up at his face, he's staring back at you, sniffling gently, but his eyes are full of adoration.
“C-Cum? Please?” He is struggling to speak, and you can't help but take mercy on him. He was so cute not to.
“Sure, baby. You can cum,” You coo, leaning forward to kiss his abdomen. He lets out a whine in thanks and nods his head.
A couple seconds go by and his breaths become quicker, louder too. His toes begin to curl, and he grips onto the bedsheets. “N-Now!” He begs, and you quickly take out the rod for him to cum.
White liquid flies out and falls onto his stomach, and you continue to use one hand to stroke him through it all. He takes loud gasps and lets out a loud shaky moan, and then another equally loud and high in pitch. His body constricts in odd, but cute ways, and he clenches his eyes shut, causing more tears to fall down his face.
You sit and admire him, only stopping your hand movements when he lets out a broken sob at the feeling of overstimulation.
A couple seconds go by, and you hum quietly, waiting for him to talk. Depending on what he says will determine if he wants to keep going or rest. The ball is in his court.
It doesn't take him too long to decide, obviously still in the subspace, but willing to communicate.
“Wanna. I wanna. H-Hey, why did you stop?” He complains, whiny and dramatic. You raise your eyebrows at him and bark a short laugh.
You aren't even surprised at this point. So, you pick up the rod again, and he stares at it, like a dog to a bone. He grins, the smile fucked out, and lazy. “Feels, so empty. Put it back, pleaseeeee!”
When you plunge it back in, he almost cums again on the spot.
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thinking about using a pretty boy until he's shaking and crying. the tiniest touch making him whine. he's still so eager to please you, though. he still gets on his knees and presses his face into your thigh. he looks up at you with pleading eyes and lets out the weakest, moth pathetic "please?"
he's been so good. why not let him indulge?
you spread your legs before him. "go on. you've earned it." you say, watching as his face lights up with pure happiness. he wastes no time grabbing your thighs and burying his face between your legs.
you are his favorite meal, after all.
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❦ DO YOU?
cw: mature, mentions of masturbation, dirty talk, sub!hawks
“do you touch yourself to the thought of me?”
keigo froze.
your soft eyes didn’t waver, they steadily held his gaze, filled with an abundance of love, your fingers tangled themselves in his atop the clothed table. you were picture perfect in the classy restaurant, yet your lips uttered words of filth unbefitting of the setting.
“what?” keigo cough a bit, taken off guard.
you smiled warmly, tilting your head a bit in faux innocence.
“when i’m not there to pull your hair, or say you’re a good boy, do you touch yourself to the thought of me?”
his eyes gently scanned the space, no one was looking their way and he couldn’t sense anyone listening in. his focus found yours again and he nodded.
“do your hands feel as good as mine?”
he shook his head.
you smiled warmly, thumb tracing a comforting pattern over his rough and overworked knuckles. keigo took a sip of his water, eyes breaking from yours in embarrassment.
“it never feels as good as you.” he mumbled into the drink.
“poor baby.” you cooed, and your foot travelled beneath the table cloth to his, playing with his ankle. he couldn’t bring himself to look back at you, instead relishing in the contact of your hand and foot to know that you were still there with him.
“what do you do?” you asked.
“i-uh-“ keigo cleared his throat, face turned away from you and cheeks tinging pink. “i do what you do.”
“oh?” your foot slipped higher up his leg. “do you edge yourself too?”
once again he nodded his head—softer, this time, though.
“and when do you let yourself cum?”
“don’t make me answer that.” keigo whined, his voice catching a bit as he tried to stay quiet.
he made the mistake of looking back at you; no longer with a warm smile on your gorgeous face, but a blank look of disappointment.
“i asked you a question, keigo, it’s rude not to answer.” to emphasis your point, you took away your hand and foot—depriving him of the warmth of your skin.
and his fingers chased yours in immediate response, but you were too quick and he didn’t want to cause a scene. instead he pouted.
“please?” he asked instead.
you sighed slightly, bringing your foot back to his and taking note of the tension his body released upon feeling you there again.
keigo swallowed. “i don’t let myself cum ‘til i beg.”
you smiled a bit. “just like i do.”
he nodded again. the fingers on his hand twitched slightly, silently asking for your hand again but you shook your head.
the look on keigo’s face almost made you break, the hurt and confused eyes of a wounded animal, but you held your resolve and stood up.
“c’mon, baby.” you said and held out your hand for him. “let’s go home and take care of you.”
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Keigo who can't sleep without you cock warming him or he becomes a big baby, needs to feel your gooey insides keep him safe all night long or he wakes up whiny and close to tears. You sneak off one night to get a drink or use the bathroom and came back to him crying while squeezing himself in his hands, dazed and confused on where the warmth went and you had to ease him back into you, warm and still lose from not minutes earlier.
"Don't leave, don't leave again please, s' too cold without you. Need it- need you Dove, please." He doesn't fall asleep again for hours just trying to keep you in place, dozy distressed chirps soothed by you running you hand through his hair as he clings to you like you were the only thin keeping him tethered to earth.
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the idea of subby keigo rutting against your thigh as you play with his wings has me in SHAMBLES
listening to him whimper and whine and beg for you to fuck him as tears roll down his pretty little face bcs he’s so frustrated,, he’s such a good boy, why won’t you fuck him already :,(
“fuck- please- i need you so bad- ‘m a good boy i promise, please just fuck me-”
and how could you say no to your little birdie when he begs so pretty?
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safe word > keigo takami/hawks (mha)
Word Count: 1.8k
Ship: Sub!Keigo/Hawks x Dom!Reader
Warnings: Smut, boooo hero commission bad, spanking, reader gets a little mean (consensually), sub drop, keigo’s having a bad day & doesn’t cope well with it, mentions & use of sex toys
the door to keigo’s office closed with a firm click. never a proper slam, keigo scared of the repercussions of anyone catching his ‘improper attitude’ and being ‘ungrateful’ for the position he’s in.
you looked up from where you sat in his office chair, and you pushed your file aside as you took him in. “birdie?” keigo fought the urge to beeline to you, and with great restraint, walked over to you and put on one of his charming smiles.
“miss me?” you playfully rolled your eyes at him and stood up. keigo watched as you stretched, the hem of your blouse rising just enough for him to catch a sliver of skin, and he took a step closer to you. you opened your arms for him and squeaked as he lifted you onto his desk. before you could question him, he stepped into your space, draped his wings around you and let his head fall down, forehead resting on top of your head.
you reached up and wrapped your arms around his waist, tugging him closer and you rubbed his back soothingly. “rough day?” a hum was your answer and you frowned.
“need to get out of my head,” hawks whispered to you and you nodded. “tonight? please?”
“of course, birdie. whatever you need,” you promised.
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keigo couldn’t have been happier to take that first step into your apartment. he was on you the second you shut the door, a lone feather going to lock the door and you gasped at the feeling of your back meeting the wall. his lips were on yours like a man starved, and soon, needy whines and whimpers started to fall from the hero’s lips.
“shhh, i’ve got you pretty boy,” you whispered against keigo’s lips as you parted, your breath fanning against his neck as you began to press open mouth kisses to the delicate skin. “what do you need from me today?”
“rough, need it so bad. wanna be punished, please ma’am,” the title caused you to hesitate briefly, but you shoved your concerns aside. if keigo, if your birdie needed something, you’d deliver.
“go up to bed then. want you stripped and kneeling by the door when i come up. have three items laid out for me, i’ll be up in a minute,” you said and keigo practically flew upstairs to your bedroom. you slid your shoes off, discarding your jacket on the couch as you gave keigo a minute to prep. gave him a little time to get antsy, needy for you. something felt a little off, keigo never outright asking you to be rough with him. you kept your reservations in mind, reminding yourself to look for signs, then walked upstairs to your room.
you opened the door, expecting to be greeted by the pretty sight of your… sub? partner? keigo kneeling by the door, but he was laid out in bed, hand lazily stroking his dick, cocky smile on his lips. beside him laid a vibrating plug, red silk ties, and a crop.
“oh, so we’re being a brat today? dangerous game for someone who’s asking me to be mean to you.” you walked over to keigo and within a second, grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. keigo’s eyes dilated slightly before he plastered on his calm composure again.
“guess you’ll have to punish me, hmm?” your eyes narrowed and you leaned down, your nose almost brushing his. keigo looked up at you through lidded eyes and you used your free hand to grab his hair, sharply tugging his hair back, a low moan leaving his lips.
“you have no idea what you’re getting into, babe.” moments later, keigo found himself on his hands and knees, ass up in the air. pillows were propped under his stomach, and keigo rolled his hips against the pillow, wanting more friction on his aching cock. keigo jerked forwards with a surprised yelp as your hand came in contact with his ass, the sharp slap leaving him stinging.
the mattress shifted as you settled yourself into position, and your hand rubbed over the pink spot on his left cheek. keigo yearned to press back into your touch, but he kept himself still. keigo barely processed the absence of your hand before another sharp spank was delivered to the right side.
“shit!”
“mmm, still can’t remember our rules? last i remember, i believe you had to count.”
“make me,” keigo cooed and the harsh slap to his balls had his eyes rolling back as he moaned.
“do me a favor, birdie. go send one of those pretty feathers to grab me that hairbrush on my nightstand.” keigo didn’t react and you dug your nails into his shoulder blades, narrowly missing his sensitive wing bases. “if i have to get up, it’s gonna be so much worse for you.” your voice lowered to a near growl, and he begrudgingly sent a feather to collect the brush. he dropped it carelessly beside you and your eyes narrowed.
“oops,”
“think we’re going to start with fifteen, see if your tune changes then. then i’m gonna put that new ring on you and fuck you absolutely fucking stupid and keep you from cumming until i feel like you deserve it. maybe a day, two?” keigo’s dick twitched in anticipation but he couldn’t get into the mindset he craved. he was thinking, couldn’t stop thinking, and he threw his head back as the first spank hit his sit spot. “brat still can’t count, huh? guess i’ll have to teach you how.” another sharp sting to his left cheek. “one,” you drawled, mockingly, as if you were teaching him.
keigo’s eyes began to well with tears as you swiftly delivered the next few spanks. why couldn’t he get into the scene like he wanted? he didn’t realize you had paused, that tears were sliding down his cheek until he heard you speak.
“yellow.”
“w-what?” keigo’s head snapped back to you and he watched as you repositioned to sit in front of him. “no, no, why’d you stop? i, i’m okay, i’m green.”
“i’m yellow. i’m not comfortable continuing our scene because i know you, baby. you’re too distracted to consent properly. you’ve never taken this long to enter subspace. you’re here, but you’re not here.” a choked sob left keigo’s lips and he doesn’t know who moved first, but he was immediately cradled against you and keigo broke down.
“failing, can’t do anything right. not a good hero, can’t even be good for you. don’t deserve you to be good to me,” keigo rambled through his cries and you stroked his wing with one hand, your other hand gently gripping his chin so he had to look at you.
“you are an amazing hero, keigo. no matter what your handler, the commission, what anyone says. i don’t lie to you, do i?” you asked and keigo shook his head. “then you know i’m not lying now. you’re so good, pretty bird. so good with me, so much better than the commission or anyone deserves.” you pressed a kiss to his forehead, his nose, each cheek, then a long kiss to his lips.
“‘m sorry. for not telling you until it ruined our scene.”
“hey, shh. don’t worry about that. i care about you, yeah? love that we get to do this, that you trust me enough to let me be this person for you.” you brushed a few stray strands of keigo’s hair out of his face, smiling as he leaned into your touch. “now, how about we lay here for a little? clear your head and then, and only if i believe you’re ready and you’re up for it, we have a re-do. but we’re gonna do it a little different than this time.” keigo nodded as he melted into your arms. yeah, a break sounded good.
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“eight, thank you!” keigo moaned as the crop landed on his ass, heart shaped marks red against his skin. you set the crop down and gently ran your hands over the warm skin, and a low whine escaped keigo’s throat.
“can you tell me why i spanked you, baby boy?” you kissed up keigo’s back and his wings fluffed up from the feeling of your lips and the nickname.
“i tried to punish myself for, for feeling bad instead of talking to you.” keigo said, cheek resting against the bed.
“good boy,” you all but purred and keigo whimpered as his dick throbbed. “don’t worry, pretty bird. gonna take such good care of you, just like you deserve.” you smiled when you noticed the dark blush on keigo’s face and you lightly patted the back of his thigh. “think you can get comfy on your back for me? wanna look at your pretty face while i make love to you.”
make love. make love, love, love, love. the word repeated in keigo’s mind and he couldn’t help the pleased chirp that left his lips. both yours and keigo’s eyes widened at the sound and keigo immediately ducked his face into his hands.
“oh, songbird. love that beautiful noise, can’t wait to draw more out of you.”
and fuck you did. keigo couldn’t control the flow of chirps that left his lips as you thrusted into him with the cherry red dildo, the harness rubbing against your heat and you moaned as you gripped keigo’s thighs, and you smirked when a particularly high whine left him.
“close,” keigo panted and you reached down to pump his cock, continuing your relentless hits to his prostate. “please, please, please can i cum? been so good for you, been your good boy, please let me cum“
“go on, songbird. be my good boy, cum for me.” one last sharp thrust sent keigo over the edge, vision going white, ramblings of curses and chirps leaving his lips as he came. your own movements began to falter as the familiar sounds of your finishing moans sounded throughout the room. keigo whimpered as you slowly pulled out and let out a happy sigh as you all but collapsed beside him. keigo barely reacted as you reached over, grabbing the wipes you kept in your nightstand during scenes. he hissed a little at the cool temperature on his stomach, thighs, and dick, but relaxed as you pulled him into you a moment later.
you whispered praises into his ear, and keigo nuzzled into your neck, pressing thankful kisses against it. you smiled when keigo met your eyes a minute later, golden eyes seeming warmer than usual.
“what’s on your mind, pretty boy?” you asked and keigo leaned in, brushing his lips against yours. you cupped his cheek and returned the kiss happily.
“love you,” keigo whispered against your lips and you felt your own urge to hide your face in his chest. instead?
“love you too, kei.” another kiss. more than you’ll ever know.
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Fuck it, we are being self-indulgent tonight:
Feminization Hawks (Post-War Arc)
Hawks x Fem! Reader
W: NSFW, Feminization, Body Worship, Sub! Hawks, Dom! Reader, Mommy Kink, Princess/Baby/Pretty Girl, Power Bottom Reader, Subby Top Hawks
Commissions: Open! (You can commission me on Ko-fi!)
He feels self-conscious about his body since he's so burnt and scarred up.
He thinks that you lost any attraction to him once he lost his undamaged body and his wings.
He doesn't like his prosthetics at all but wears them around you just because he wants you to see him like he looked before everything went to shit.
He feels gross. His body, his face, his back, his truth. Everything feels gross and tainted and he doesn't like any of it because of it.
You've got the truth about him in a way he didn't want you to find out but there it was, all in the open for you to judge and see.
You didn't leave his side at all. You were there with him in the hospital, you went to every single physical therapy he had and even for his prosthetic appointments.
You called him beautiful and it set his insides on fire because he didn't believe you and at the same time understood that everything you said was true.
He felt beautiful but only when you said he was.
He felt pretty but only when you touched his face and kissed his burns.
He wanted to feel small and protected and you managed to do that without much effort.
You caressed his body and kissed his face softly as if he'd break if you gave him too much attention.
He moaned at how you massaged his wings base and tenderly hovered your fingers over the scarring around the area.
"Y/n, please." His voice trembled and his eyes watered as he gripped onto you.
He felt disgusting for a moment but you kept giving him so much love and attention he couldn't think about anything other than you.
"Please, don't leave me." He whispered.
He discovered he liked being at your mercy.
He also discovered he liked feminity.
He's worn makeup and he's done lingerie shoots during the prime modeling part of his career but he had never thought about wearing any for himself or at home.
He liked eyeliner and blush. It brought his face together, making him look sweet and soft.
He liked the softness of the lingerie he had bought and the red color that the fabric had. He enjoyed how it hugged his legs and his chest, his dick looked nice as it was tucked into a thong.
He was scared to show you that he liked these things at first but after you had him screaming your name and calling you "mistress" and "mommy" he knew better.
He showed you his dress collection and all the other ultra-feminine.
He asked you for your help to put on his favorite skirt and to put on the eyeliner he liked.
He would do this casually around you.
Wearing more feminine clothes and it slowly led to you using more feminine titles for him.
He didn't mind it at all.
He'd keen and coo at the new names and terms of endearment.
"Come here princess" or "My pretty girl." had him squeezing his legs together for friction.
In bed, that's where the changes were noticeable.
He didn't hide from you anymore. His body was all for you to enjoy and to do as you pleased with.
He liked hearing how pretty you thought his burns where and how gorgeous his wings, be it burnt and never as glossy or full as they used to be, look on him.
"Come here, pretty girl. Don't hide from me. Let mommy see her pretty little thing." He came as you pushed his hand away from his face and kissed him, tongue and all as he arched into your hand.
He cried from overstimulation as you fucked his ass open all while telling him he was your cute pillow princess.
Even when you both switched positions the dynamic stayed the same.
"Mommy, please. Let me squirt, mommy. Please." He was out of breath and he knew he was going to come if he fucked into you anymore.
He was wearing a tight-cropped shirt that showed his perked nipples in combination with a short skirt that was covered in his release.
Your pussy was covered in cum and some of it dripped out of you as he slapped his hips against yours.
His grip was bruising as he held onto your waist.
He shook with every thrust and pull, your insides warm and tight around him.
"Don't stop, baby. Cum inside Mommy again. Do it for me, baby. Can you do that for mommy?" He nodded at you and came inside you one last time before collapsing on top of you.
His forehead was sweaty and his hair clung to it.
His wings drooped over you both like a tattered blanket and his face was pressed against your neck.
You could feel him empty himself inside of you, his seed dripping out as he lay still.
"You did such a good job for me, princess. I'm so proud of you for being such an obedient girl." He pruned at your praise and held you close as he fell asleep.
This was something for just the two of you.
He didn't want anyone else to see him like this, the vulnerable and beautiful person you saw him for.
He wanted to keep this special, to yourselves.
He wanted to keep being your good girl no matter what, no matter how ugly everyone else might think he looked now that he had lost his appeal and his trust.
You were there for him and he was yours to keep.
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the men with a tall! dom! boyfriend. [ MHA PRO HEROES ]
Aizawa ; he loves you. and he loves how you take care of him both in and outside bed. he's a pillow prince i believe,and about the height difference,he usually prefers it when you pick him up by the waist while making out.
hawks ; he cracks the usual annoying tall people jokes like 'hows the weather up there?' and you have to shut him up by grabbing both his cheeks with your hands,in the bedroom,he loveees it when you ram roughly into him,while whispering sweet nothings to his ear. <3
Endeavour ; honestly, finding a man who's taller than him already turned him tf on 😭. he likes it when you kabedon him ( though he will never accept ) in the bedroom i like to believe that he actually likes it vanilla,but doesn't mind you being rough.
All Might ; honestly? he was shocked when he got to know that there was indeed a guy taller than him,he absolutely loveeeeees pleasing you! blowjobs? he'll give one any time anywhere. and he likes it when you go vanilla on him as well.
Present Mic ; he's a cute needly little sub,who likes giving as well as receiving,as i had mentioned in one of my previous headcannons that he's LOUD!! so be careful with him if you're trying semi-public lol.
Best Jeanist ; HE'S SO CUTE OML. He makes such cute noises in the bedroom that you'll feel bad for going rough on him! makeout with him and he's already wet.
Edgeshot ; he loves pleasing you! he adores the height difference as well,and he especially loves it when you slam him into a wall before making out with him <333
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Day One: And Then There Was One...Bed (BNHA x Reader Smut)
Day One of Amaya's New Year's Event
Summary: After a tiring day assisting your hero at the commission's Christmas party all you wanted to do was collapse in your hotel room and sleep the night away, however, things take a surprising turn when you find out each agency was only given one room...with one bed.
Warnings: smut!!! NSFW, MDNI!! sub Hawks, oral (both receiving), raw sex, dom reader, dom Aizawa, use of words like kitten, fingering
Characters involved: Hawks, Aizawa
Keigo Takami (Hawks)
You shouldn't be doing this.
A small smile tugged on your lips as you allowed your fingers to card through his feathers, the action eliciting a shiver from your pro hero as he leaned further into your touch.
The sight made your grin widen as you felt Keigo trail his hot fingers across the swell of your ass, causing you to softly grind against his touch as you allowed yourself a quick peck before completely pulling away from him.
"We really shouldn't be doing this, Keigo."
Other pro heroes would have taken your words as a reason to stop and never look you in the eyes again, but Keigo was different. He was young. You and stupid and everything you thought you left behind after graduating from UA.
And he was needy. So, so needy.
It was why he allowed a small whine to slip past his lips as Keigo's grip tightened on your bare skin.
Stay, he said. And you listened.
You listened even if you knew better than to kneel between your pro hero's legs and slot his dripping cock between your lips, you listened even if you knew a pro hero's position wasn't between his side kick's legs sucking at her core.
Low groans and moans echoed through the hotel room as the two of you made love to each other. Because that was what this was. Not random sex, but making love.
He caressed your body with the hands of worship and you tainted him with a sinner's touch.
Keigo was clumsy, and clearly didn't know what he was doing. He couldn't have had sex more than a handful of times, not with the commission breathing down his neck day and night, but he was eager. Eager and so ready to learn.
He didn't say anything when you tugged at his blond strands and pushed his mouth close to your core. He didn't protest when you told him to sit up against the headboard and climbed on his lap.
The only sound that escaped his lips were moans of pleasure as he egged you on with his words.
Don't stop. So you didn't. Let me cum for you. So you let him.
You wanted to be meaner, to pull away at the last second and make him whine for your touch. But you couldn't. Not when he was looking at you like you hung the sun in the sky.
He looked at you with the eyes of worship, you looked at him like you wanted to severe his faith.
Nobody would know about what transpired between the two of you that night. But nobody needed to know.
Because Keigo Takami might have been the powerful number two hero to the rest of Japan, but to you, he was the pro hero who fell to his knees for his side kick.
Even if it was just for a night.
Aizawa Shouta
It'll be fine he said. We're mature adults who can handle ourselves, he said. I'll be asleep even before you realise it, he said.
Yeah, right.
Aizawa Shouta might have been a pro hero who prided himself on his self-restraint and poise, but the way his lips trailed hickeys down your neck while his fingers curled into the waistband of your pyjamas certainly made it seem otherwise.
It had been hours since the two of you first stumbled into your hotel room tired and ready to collapse, but neither of you had gotten a wink of sleep since the second you lied down beside each other.
At first, he had used the blaring red 2:00 am on the hotel's alarm clock as an excuse to strike up a conversation about how both of you wouldn't be able to get any work done the next day if you didn't sleep.
Then came the cuddling because it was cold enough for you to feel like your toes were going to fall off.
But somewhere between the clock striking three and your lips find his, the two of you had found yourself tangled in each other's limbs with a salacious need gnawing at your mind.
This was wrong. Both of you knew it was.
Pro heroes weren't supposed to spend their nights with their fingers stuffed into their side kick's pussy. And side kick certainly were supposed to jerk off their heroes at three in the morning.
Especially not when you were on a trip organized by the hero commission and in a hotel surrounded by dozens of heroes who could easily hear you through the thin walls.
But neither of you seemed to care much about that. Not when every fibre of your being just screamed for that delicious release.
"Shouta- I-"
You wanted to say something, anything at all. But it was hard to do anything but muffle your moans in the pillow beside your head when Aizawa was curling his fingers up into you so perfectly.
"It's okay."
He placed a chaste kiss on your jawline as he spoke, causing a small smile to tug on your lips.
"You ready to go all the way, kitten?"
You silently nodded along to his question, allowing your hand to fall limp around his length just as you felt his hand pull away.
As you watched Shouta shift so that he could tower over you with one hand pressed into the mattress and the other stroking his leaking cock, you couldn't help but feel a sudden sense of yearning consume you.
It made you whine in annoyance at the lack of his touch, a sound that elicited a chuckle from Aizawa as he reached down to finally slide his tip inside you. And then more, and more, until you could feel him bottoming out with a loud groan that drowned out your own moans.
The mattress squeaked below the two of you as you felt him began to pull out and slide back in at a painfully slow pace.
"Shouta!"
This time your call was one of desperation, the sound making him smirk against your neck as he trailed kisses down your hot skin.
"Be patient."
"But-"
He pulled away from your neck at the weak protest, choosing to stare at you with a raised eyebrow even as his hips rolled against yours.
"Trust me, kitten, I know what I'm doing."
He dropped down to place a quick peck on your lips as he spoke, the gesture causing a small smile to tug at the corner of your lips as you silently watched Aizawa reposition himself above you.
"Now, let your pro hero take care of you."
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Pathetic! Hawks who realized mid argument with you that maybe he shouldn't be turned on by the insults. Who might have continued arguing just to pull the harsh words out of you. Who replays the scene in his head and masturbates to it later.
Pathetic! Hawks who realizes he is into pain when he out right moaned from the scratches you left down his back. Who after stared in the mirror at the red streaks and felt himself grow hard again.
Pathetic! Hawks who out of the blue asked you to choke him in the middle of you fucking. Whose eyes rolled back with the lack of oxygen and cums harder than he has ever before.
Pathetic! Hawks who secretly jacks off while the two of you are on the phone. Who has conversations with you with his dick in his hands, and half-lidded eyes imagining what you would think of him.
Pathetic! Hawks who humps your pillow when he misses you too much. Who imagines what disgusting words you would call him if you ever found out.
Pathetic! Hawks who loves the idea of cumming in his pants. How sticky and gross it would feel. How you would think that he is disgusting.
Pathetic! Hawks who wants to hump at your shoe while you laugh at his dick. Wants you to make fun of his size, and maybe even step on it.
Pathetic! Hawks who wants you to degrade him until he cries. Who agrees with every insult with a moan, and a slow nod, begging for more.
Pathetic! Hawks who loves the idea of being pathetic. Who shivers with a lazy grin on his face when finds out that is what you really think of him.
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Make Love to the Camera
PAIRING: sub!Takami Keigo (Hawks) x femdom!reader
GENRE: smut (18+)
Minors DNI
TAGS + WARNINGS: pegging, mommy kink, nipple play, anal fingering, praise kink, use of sex toys (strap-on), oral (on a sex toy), very brief feminization, light cock slapping (like, once), size kink, dacryphilia, consensual filming + photos
Let me know if I missed anything.
WORD COUNT: 3.6k
SUMMARY: Take a photo, it'll last longer. And with how beautiful your boyfriend is, you can't help but follow that saying.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: wrote this for @dabihawksluva's PegHawks2023 collab! Thank you for the opportunity to ruin him ❤️
© creative-crybaby, do not repost or modify
He’s ethereal.
This isn’t unheard of, much less to him. Fans, interviewers—no one can deny his beauty. His charisma, which comes with his easygoing attitude, adds to his popularity, and it all manages to shine through even when he doesn’t need to speak.
If Takami Keigo isn’t fighting villains or saving civilians, he’s improving his image in other ways. Interacting with fans during his paroles, bumping up the charm during interviews—he even models on the side. The camera loves him.
Then again, so do you.
“Thanks for showing up,” he smiles, approaching you immediately at the start of his short break. “It means a lot.”
Your heart flutters as you see him physically relax, and you copy his expression. “Of course.” You hand him a water bottle, which Takami gladly accepts. “You look amazing out there.”
He stops drinking, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as a soft pink dusts his cheeks. “You think so?”
“Oh, please,” you roll your eyes playfully. “Like you don’t already know.”
“Still,” he sips a bit more before twisting the cap back on, “it’s different coming from you.”
The corners of your lips rise, and you lean in teasingly. “I call you handsome and pretty all the time.”
“And I fall for you every time.”
It’s your turn to feel the warmth radiating off your face, that grin forcing itself onto your lips.
You don’t get a chance to come up with a comeback as several people butt in to touch up his hair and makeup. Takami pays them no mind, used to the attention, though his soft gaze remains on you. It’s enough to ease your frustration; they’re just doing their jobs, you know this, but having them all so close to your hero when he finally gets a break is affecting your brain the way nails on a chalkboard affect one’s ears.
He notices because, of course, he does, and everyone stops what they’re doing with the raise of his hand and a charming smile. The Pro Hero steps toward you, leaning forward until only a few inches separate you.
“I’ll see you tonight?” It’s more of a statement than a question, but with golden pools softly gazing into yours, you find yourself nodding. Takami smiles reassuringly. “Until this is over, keep your eyes on me, okay?”
He doesn’t give you a chance to answer, just pecks your temple before heading back to the set. Your focus follows his frame, finding him throwing you a glance over his shoulder with a wink.
You don’t, can’t, look away for the rest of the shoot.
“I’m home.”
The words come out somewhat sluggish as you hear the window close seconds later. You save your page in the book before placing it on the nightstand, dismounting the bed to follow that familiar voice. Its owner meets you halfway, blocking the bedroom entrance with its lean frame and tired eyes.
“Hey, pretty bird,” you smile sympathetically. Like magic, your words make some of his exhaustion disappear. Takami fixes his posture as he greets you back just as quietly and lovingly. You pull him into an embrace, and he slumps once more. “Long day?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he chuckles against your skin.
You pull back to face him. “You were great during the shoot.”
Your hand cradles his cheek, making him croon as your thumb gently rubs his tanned skin. He shifts his head to kiss your palm. “Of course, you’d say that.”
“I mean it,” you pout. The Pro Hero chuckles again at your reaction, pulling you back into the hug and peppering kisses on whatever exposed skin his lips can find. You sigh at his gentle touch. “Want me to prepare a bath for you?”
“You saying I smell bad?” muses your lover. You groan, and he laughs, the rumbling from his chest vibrating against your body. The joyful sound eventually disappears, but you can feel his smile against your skin. “I’d rather just stick with you for now, thanks.”
You hum, your hands soothingly rubbing his back and making his wings puff ever so slightly. The subtle movement has the corners of your lips twitching upwards, though you remain silent for a few extra seconds.
“Anything in particular you wanna do?” you ask, pulling back a bit. The battle between you and the ever-growing smile ends with you losing, and your teasing expression is impossible to misread. “You’ve been working really hard lately. I think you deserve to be spoiled, even just a little bit.”
Your implications have a bright red spreading across the Pro Hero’s face, his wings twitching as he leans in to rest his forehead against yours. You have to refrain from cooing at his bashful expression, feeling lucky and prideful that you’re the only one that can gain a reaction like that from him.
“You’re not even trying to be subtle,” Takami mumbles, brows creasing. You snicker when you notice the tips of his ears matching his face in colour, and he pouts. Your smile only grows while he remains silent for a few more seconds. “C’mon, you know what I want…”
You pull back, eyelids hooded. “I don’t think I do.”
“Don’t make me say it…”
“Say what?” More silence on his end, smugness on yours. You know what he wants–you want it just as much–and you’ll gladly give it to him. The fact that you can get him to squirm for a bit is a little treat for yourself. You cup his face with both hands. “Use your words, handsome.”
You’re cradling him in your hold, your boyfriend whining at your dragging. You can feel the heat radiating from his face, warming your hands as he forces his gaze onto yours.
The next couple of seconds happens in a flash. Takami grabs your wrists, pulling them away from his cheeks and towards him, slamming his lips against yours. You yelp into the kiss, his strong arms wrapping around your torso to keep you in place. Still, you comply with his sudden affection, tangling your fingers into his hair and gaining a soft moan from him.
Your lover breaks the kiss, breathless and even redder than before. “Touch me.”
It’s good enough for you, and you tug him back for more as you lead him to your bed, helping him remove his clothes while his feathers fly out of the way.
Takami’s unbuckling his belt by the time the back of your knees hit the foot of the bed. You pull away from the kiss, hastily throwing the remainder of his clothes away, as well as some of yours, before leading him onto the mattress. With him on his back and you hovering over him in your undergarments, both panting and warm and needy, you resume your makeout session, allowing each other’s hands to touch whatever parts of the other they can grab onto.
You remove your lips from his own to suck on his neck when you feel his cock poking your inner thigh. A quivering whine graces your ears, and the Pro Hero places his hands on your hips.
“Can’t wait any longer,” he says desperately. You stop your actions to look at him, and his eyes plead with you just as, if not more, than his words. “I’ve been good, haven’t I? For all I know, the Commission might want me back out there. Another second of this and I’ll lose it.”
You’re surprised more by his ability to remain coherent than his words. If his touch and gaze are anything to go by, he’s not lying.
Then again, you share those sentiments, and you offer him a sincere expression with a matching apology.
With a final peck to his forehead, you then trail open-mouthed kisses down his chest until you reach one of his nipples, plopping it into your mouth and letting your tongue dance around it. Takami gasps, and it’s more than enough encouragement to tweak at the other bud, matching your mouth’s pace.
“I can’t help myself,” you apologize again after momentarily detaching from your lover. “I promise I’ll start soon. I just want to get a few more noises out of you.”
Because yes, you share those sentiments, but along with them, you carry selfish ones.
You’re back to your ministrations, making him bite his lip and squirm under your touch.
“Please, just get the strap,” he begs, his voice wavering. “I said it, okay? I promise I’ll be good if you just touch me already. Just… please…”
The slight crack at the end convinces you, though you’d have loved to toy with him a bit more.
Pulling back, you wipe a stray tear from his cheekbone. Based on his rapid blinking, he didn’t seem to notice he was crying.
“I’m sorry,” you whisper, slowly getting off him. “I’ll get to it. But in the meantime, I’d like you to keep up what I was doing.” you take his wrists, leading his hands to his chest before fully dismounting the bed. You look back at him with a soft expression almost unfitting for the current situation. “You can do that for me, can’t you?”
The Pro Hero nods, and you reach for a box under the bed before placing it on your vanity (courtesy of your loving boyfriend). It doesn’t take you long to find what you’re looking for in it: a crimson, nine-inch dildo with an equally bold harness, as well as some lube.
Taking what you need, you strip yourself of your underwear before strapping the toy on. You approach your lover, who complies with your command and rubs his nipples as he watches you with want. He stops touching himself as his gaze wanders south, the sheer length and girth making him gulp as if he hasn’t had it inside him before.
You chuckle at his reaction, sitting on the mattress. “Come lay your head on my lap, sweetheart.”
Takami perks up at the command, quick to crawl toward your frame and snuggle into the fat of your thighs. He sighs against your skin, practically disregarding the fake cock mere centimetres away from his face. You smile lovingly at him, raking your fingers through his golden locks. From the corner of your eye, you catch him shifting into a curled-up position, bringing his body closer to yours.
“This should work for prep,” he tells you from his spot, turning his head to peer up at you with almost childishly proud eyes. The hand in his hair glides down his neck to his shoulder blades to play with his wings, making him shudder.
“It should,” you agree, dragging your fingertips lightly against the sensitive base. Your boyfriend moans, his cock twitching against your hip. You hand him the bottle of lube, and even in his descent to wonderland, his brows furrow at the object. “And you’ll be taking care of it.”
His face drops as he pouts, an almost silent whimper escaping his throat as he looks at you with pleading eyes. “I thought you said you wanted to treat me?”
“Of course, I do,” you coo, refraining from giving in. “But you know I can’t help how pretty you are when you get needy.” The look he gives you tells you he isn’t convinced, so take your hand from his back to cup his chin. “I promise I won’t hold back once you’re all prepped up for me, okay?”
He stares at you for a bit. “Promise?”
“Absolutely.”
The sincerity in your tone and gaze seems to be enough for Takami as he takes the lube from your grip, removing the cap and oozing a generous amount of liquid onto his fingers. You keep your eyes on his hand, watching intently as it falls past his thighs and cock, a whine slipping through his lips. You can’t see him stretch himself open, though his reactions are more than enough to keep you satisfied. You almost feel selfish; even with this moment being all about him, you’re dragging things on for your own pleasure, not wanting to miss a second of your lover falling apart.
Your greed doesn’t stop there as you catch a glimpse of your phone on the nightstand.
“Mind if I record you?” you ask softly, caressing his cheekbone for good measure. “I just wanna look at you forever.”
The Pro Hero doesn’t stop his ministrations as he gives you the go-ahead, and you gently lift his head to reach for your phone. Giving your thanks, you help him shift positions to kneel before you, his fingers continuing to work their magic on his hole.
With the dildo’s base in one of your hands and the device in the other, you give him a look that tells him everything he needs to know.
Takami opens his mouth wide, allowing you to tap the fake dick’s head on his awaiting tongue before slowly sliding the silicone shaft down his throat. As soon as his lips wrap around the toy, you press record, aiming the camera at your boyfriend’s lewd display.
“Good boy,” you sigh, eyelids drooping as he sets a languid pace bobbing his head. His tongue dances along the underside of the red cock, you notice, and you’re more than sure you’d be a goner had it been your real dick.
Your boyfriend moans around the shaft, making direct eye contact with the lens on your phone as he takes more into his mouth, his gaze sultry yet pathetic. He knows what he’s doing—of course, he does. Though with his photoshoots being at most somewhat sensual, seeing him like this with no one else around makes pride swell in your chest and lust swirl in your lower belly.
Despite your shallow breaths, you’re surprised that your hold on your phone remains stable. Even when Takami’s lips reach the base and his gags to your ears, you don’t miss any of it while recording.
It isn’t until you notice his thighs tense that you end the video.
“I think you’re ready now,” you say, slowly slipping the dildo out of his mouth. The Pro Hero heaves, nodding at your words as tears cascade down his flushed face. You wipe them away, giving him a break as your gaze softens at his beautifully dishevelled appearance. “Just lay on your back, and I’ll take care of the rest. Okay, pretty?”
He quietly moans as he changes his position, opening his legs to allow you to nestle between them. The bottle of lube is back in your hold as you lather the liquid onto your already-wet strap-on. You barely put on a show, but it doesn’t stop your lover from exhaling shakily at the display.
Tossing the bottle elsewhere on the bed, you hit the record button once more before aiming your tip at his rimmed entrance. You shift the camera’s focus to Takami’s face, watching it contort from the invasion while a gasp slips past his swollen lips. With only an inch or two inside him, you wait for him to relax, shushing him while rubbing his thigh soothingly.
It’s only when his heaving subsides that you shift your focus to between the Pro Hero’s legs, his hole stretched open and his cock hard against his abdomen and leaking precum. A grin spreads across your face, and you sink the toy deeper inside him. His whimpers make you bite your lip, holding back your own sounds of pleasure.
Once you bottom out, you zoom in on where your fake dick disappears with your phone, glancing up at your boyfriend only to find him covering his face with his arm. It’s enough to ease the ache of your cheeks from smiling so widely, but you don’t frown, either. Instead, you gently slap his cock—not too hard to cause harm, though it certainly earns you a mix of a moan and a sob.
“Don’t hide from me, baby,” you chastise, lightly rubbing his shaft as an apology. Takami whimpers, hesitantly removing his arm from his face, still red and moist from sweat and tears. Your smile returns, and your hold on his dick leaves as his on his thighs appear. “I wanna see and hear all of you, okay?”
Your boyfriend nods with a gulp. “Yeah.”
“Yeah?” you parrot all too sweetly, raising your brows knowingly at him.
A pause.
Takami mewls. “Yes, Mommy.”
You coo at his pathetic tone, reeling your hips before slamming back in. Your pace is rapid and immediately set; you’ve made him wait long enough.
Taken aback by your force, the Pro Hero tightens his hold on his thighs, digging his nails into his skin as he allows the wanton cries to escape his throat. Even with more tears glossing his vision, he manages to keep his eyes open. The blush on his face spreads to his neck as his body shines with a sheer layer of sweat. The sight alone is dizzying for you, but you’ll be damned if you stop now.
“You take me so well,” you huff with a smile, brows knitted together in concentration. You wonder if he can hear you over the wet pap pap pap of your hips colliding, the lube creating a thin ring at the base of your strap-on. “Practically a–ngh!–natural. If being a hero doesn’t work out, you could… you could make a living off of taking my cock.” Takami whines at the idea as you push at his inner thigh to further spread his legs. You focus on the mess you’ve made and how easily the toy disappears inside him, moaning at the lewd sight. “Would you like that, baby? Be Mommy’s little porn star?” More whimpers from the Number 2 Hero. “Your fans would sell their souls to see you shirtless. Imagine–hah–what they’d do to see you like this.”
He keens with a hiccup, and you grin widely, your body on autopilot as you zoom in on his face. Just as flushed as when you started, Takami’s cheeks shine with the remnants of his tears as they continue to fall, his eyes layered with a mist as they cross ever so slightly. If you look closely, you’re sure to find hearts in his pupils, his glossy and rosy lips twitching upwards as drool seeps down his chin.
You’re right: his fans would do anything just to catch a glimpse of him in this state.
And you get to experience it all for free.
The passing thought gives you more than enough adrenaline to go faster and harder, angling your hips slightly differently to hit the spot that makes him shriek almost girlishly. He’s so perfect; you want to cry. You want to keep fucking him silly, and you want to ride him until your legs lose all feeling. You want to destroy him, mind, body and soul, and you want to press your lips against his while cradling his face.
You want all of him.
“Mommy,” Takami gasps, his hips twitching. “‘M close, so fucking close…” He cuts himself off with a wanton mewl, taking a moment to collect himself despite your brutal attack on his prostate. “Can I—can I cum?”
Hearing someone of such high status, someone every citizen looks at with such high regard, ask for permission with a trembling voice, you feel more powerful than any villain. And with how your cunt clenches at the mere sight of him in his miserable glory, you’re sure you ought to be classified as one, too.
But for now, you’ll show mercy, albeit recorded for his humiliation. “Make a mess for me, baby bird.”
The next few seconds happen in slow motion as you watch Takami’s eyes roll to the back of his head while his jaw falls open. Splatters of creamy white decorate his abdomen and chest, with a couple of drops reaching his chin as he squeezes around the toy. You help him ride his orgasm while making sure to catch every moment on your phone, only ending the video once his body relaxes. Your gaze softens, and you snap a few extra photos. You could make one of them your home screen later.
You shush him as he regulates his breathing, leaning forward to place your phone on the nightstand before brushing some of his hair out of his sweaty face. Once he appears somewhat calmer, you move back to rest your hands on his hips to slide the strap out of him, your lover hissing as you do so. Every step of the way, you whisper sweet nothings to him.
“Such a good boy for me,” you coo after removing the harness. You then lay next to him, and Takami whines, making you smile, tilting his head to face you. Tear stains ghost his cheeks while wet lashes clump together, his plump lips glossy with the spit as his blush fades to a subtle pink hue. He’s beautiful; it’s not fair. “Wait here. I’ll get you cleaned up.”
You make quick work of doing so. Wet cloth, water bottle, whatever you can get your hands on in a short amount of time. And after wiping away the evidence of your activities from the Pro Hero’s handsome face and sculpted build and getting him to drink up, you help him sit to pull him into your embrace.
Takami pouts, tugging at your bra strap. “Still got this on?”
With a roll of your eyes, you remove the last article of clothing from your warm body, and a wolfy grin spreads across his face. He’s back to hugging you, this time burying himself in your chest.
You sigh. “Was I too rough on you?”
Still pressed against you, the Pro Hero shakes his head no. He only slightly pulls back to peer up at you, his expression somewhat more serious.
“Was I a good model for you?” he asks. You can hear the teasing tone in his voice, though there’s an antsiness to his gaze that awaits for your approval. With a soft laugh and a smile to match, you then kiss his head.
“The best.”
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pov: you sit on their crotch in middle of the night
masterlist | rules
nsfw content, minors dni !
characters: edgeshot, overhaul, hawks, shigaraki (s1)
content: nsfw, dry humping, drabbles, fluff, afab!reader, gn!reader, adult reader!!, slight somnophilia, established relationships, teasing, reader refered as "princess" (overhaul), dubcon & degradation kink (shigaraki)
synopsis: you wake up horny in the middle of the night and your partner has to deal with it.
a/n: this was a random idea i had inspired by that csm gif, besides i needed to write other characters to avoid writer block. enjoy!
a/n 2: this has been sitting unfinished on my drafts for three months omfg, it's here finally.
— shinya kamihara / edgeshot
certainly you weren't imagining you'd be opening your eyes to look at the night stand clock to find out it was four in the morning, specially thanks to your wet cunt which was having its fun inside your naughty dreams. wet and hot sounds repeating in your head as you remembered every detail of the dream. your cheeks were red and your thighs rubbing against eachother, in hope to get some friction for your needy and slick clit. you sighed, taking a look at the other side of the bed, finding your partner peacefully sleeping next to you. of course you would be bothering him, after all, he's the one your cunt was begging for and, of course, the one starring your erotic dreams. you lost no time, you got him to lay on his back to climb your way onto his crotch. you grinned in triumph before spitting your words.
"shinya" you called, no one answered "shin...~" you called a bit louder, yet in a softer tone, grinning sweetly to yourself and slowly moving your hips, in hope to wake the man up.
the third call was enough to have the hero slowly open his eyes, his mind trying to catch up with the context and why he felt a heavy presence above him. when his eyes were fully open, he analized the entire scenario, trying to figure out what was going on. why were you on top of him? why did he feel something wet on his boxers? what was with that grin on your face?
"mhmm you're awake~" you said innocently as you stared at your significant other's clueless expression.
"dear, what is the matter...? why are you awake?" he asked, watching carefully your moves "and why are you on top of me...?"
"mmh, you could already tell" your hips did another, gentle move against him, a subtle touch enough to confirm shinya's theories, his eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink "i know it's late but... i'm feeling some type of way, you know~?" you stated before actually grinding your hips to a paced rhythm over him.
"oh i see... n-no wait" was all he could mutter before gasping softly at the feeling on his crotch. he griped your thighs gently, shutting his eyes closed. this was certainly unexpected, but the hero fails to resist, it's really been a while since you've been intimate, he admits he was feeling in need lately "love..." he muttered again.
"you like it, babe?" you asked, resting your hands on his abdomen, your arms made the right pressure on your sides, making your breasts press against eachother, the view left the man breathless.
"very much, beautiful” he caresses your thighs so lovingly, squishing them from time to time. his cock slowly growing harder inside his boxers, the wetness between your legs was slowly driving him crazy, needy and melodic moans slipping out of his mouth, making your cunt twitch "can i make love to you?" he asks with no hesitation.
"until dawn, shin~"
— kai chisaki / overhaul
your boyfriend was never a heavy sleeper, you knew it. if you tried to move during nightime even to change your position, there was a chance he'd open his eyes to check nothing weird was happening. but god, tonight was different, your cunt was dripping like crazy, you were silently rubbing your thighs hoping some friction would help. it didn't help. actually it made it worse. having erotic dreams with kai involved was such a turn on, it made you so hungry for him.
you couldn't help it anymore, you decided to make a move. you turned to your sleeping boyfriend who laid on his side, he looked so cute asleep, you wished you could see this calm in him often, too bad he was going to be woken up for this atypical purpose. you gently grabbed his shoulder and made him lay on his back, waking him up almost instantly.
"what are you doing?" his sleepy and grumpy voice complained, eyes slowly opening as you made your way on top of him.
he opened his eyes fully and stared at you sitting on his crotch, kai hummed, this was uncommon he thought and didn't quite know how to react at first due to his sleepy numbness, he felt something wet and hot on his clothed cock, rapidily deducing the reason behind your behaviour.
"i see" he said "it's too late for this, go back to sleep" his response left you astonished and outraged.
"aren't you going to do something about this??" you frowned, frustrated by the thought of kai not taking responsability for the problem he didn't know he caused.
"i am not" a grimace planted on your face "now get off me, your wetness is making me feel... weird" he stared at the union between your crotches, you definitely were wet, your fluids already moistened your underwear and now they got his own wet aswell. you didn't want to give up, you didn't want to end up masturbating alone without chisaki's touch, that wasn't fair (to you)
"so you're not taking responsability for what you did?" you teased with hope.
"...? i'm failing to understand your accusation" he frowned, now offended, how could his sleep being interrumpted in the middle of the night by you be his fault?
"you can't just play around in my dreams, there's no way you get to rail me nonstop and have me all messy and whiny beneath you while i cry out your name" your hips grinding over him again "jeez, i even felt bad for having overhaul being the one to fuck me so hard, i felt i was wasting his time since he is always so busy planning on destroying hero society. how could i be fine with myself knowing i'm just the king's little slut?"
the mention of his alias was something he could hardly ever resist to, every single statement of yours where you refered to him as someone superior and powerful was such a tease, specially when it was about sex, he owned you and you know he owns you and the fact that he was able to get that idea inside your dreams, fuck, he suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline through his veins.
"king's little slut, huh?" he consulted, despite hearing you clearly.
"mhmm, i'm your little slut, all just for you" you continued to tease him, rubbing your cunt harder against his clothed cock.
kai's gloved hands grasped your thighs, pressing them tightly, roughly one might say, making you grind rougher above him. you moaned outloud at the constant friction against your heat, you were almost hitting an orgasm and he knew it.
"tell me who you belong to, princess" he demanded, now digging his nails in the skin of your ass.
"you darling, i belong to you and you only~!" you moaned out, reaching a fast paced rhythm against his crotch and reaching an orgasm sooner than you ever did, sighing and whimpering in relief for your release "oh my god~" you threw your head back, rubbing again slowly against him to feel the last bits of orgasm you had left.
"thank me, princess" kai demanded once again, staring at you with those deep and sinister eyes, feeling his ego reach a new level at the view of you crumbling above him with little to no job.
"thank you, overhaul, thank you so much~"
— keigo takami / hawks
"babe?" was the first thing he said after waking up to you sitting on top of him.
"oh fuck, thank god you're awake..." your voice moaned in a desperate tone.
he was noticeably concerned for a moment but the second he realized what was actually happening, his concerns vanished being replaced by a deep blush on his face. he was speechless for a moment and stares down at his clearly soaked boxers and your clothed cunt grinding against them. your pussy was aching and so needy, you've been rubbing against him for at least ten minutes now.
"s-sorry for waking you up like this, baby... it, it was too much for me t-to handle it without you... sorry" you apologized, you let your head down in total embarassment and shame, only for keigo to reach your face with his hand and speak.
"hey, hey, pumpkin it's alright, i'm not upset, i was just caught off guard" he makes a pause before he grins, looking down at you "how's my little pussy today?"
"it's sore... and wet, i need you, babe, i really need you..." you whimper, your knees and thighs were aching from constantly moving like that.
"shh, i know, babe" he caresses your cheek lovingly as he whispers "imma give you all you need, just follow my lead~"
— tomura shigaraki (s1)
the quiet room was filled by small and gentle moans, not exactly from you, the one grinding their cunt against shigaraki's body, but from him, who was unconsciously getting a boner in his sleep, his dreams suddenly taking a suggestive turn before a loud groan left your mouth, finally waking him up. his eyes widen rapidly at the view of you sitting on top of him, rubbing your clothed pussy on his also clothed cock, which was already hard from you constantly rubbing it in his sleep.
"what the hell are you doing?!" his tone of voice is craspy and startled, he is sure he has never been in this position with you before.
"oh you're awake. finally, i've been trying to pleasure myself for the past 20 minutes, you're a heavy sleeper aren't you?~" your tone was an amused one, you were definitely teasing him as you continued to move on top of him.
"gah, stop that's disgusti.. ah!~" his voice breaks at you jumping slightly on his cock once, you laugh at his reaction.
"ah, yes, try to stop me shiggy, i bet you won't be able to, cause you're so pathetic and weak, you can't even take usj without failing misserably" every single one of your insults made his cock twich in excitement and anger, he can't help but groan at you, irritated.
his hips suddenly lifted towards you in a pathetic attempt to keep you moving, which you didn't allow, you pressed his lower abdomen with your hand, keeping him in place.
"oh don't even think about it, we're doing this my way, you annoying bitch~"
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❦ ANGEL PT. 2
cw: mature, sub!hawks, oral hawks!receiving, soft sex
PART 1 | MASTERLIST
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“okay.” he breathed.
hawks willed his body to relax. his tense thighs that surrounded you melted into the plush seat of the bench, and his shoulders dropped.
but then you started dancing.
he didn’t know what to do with his hands as you moved; they followed the contour of your body under your command. your hot and sweaty skin tingled his course fingers and he didn’t know something this soft could exist.
then you slowly dropped between his legs, his hands ran over the glitter on your body before you disappeared from his grasp, your fingernails grazed over his chest on your way down.
he nearly yelped as you winked up at him.
his eyes followed as you stood back up; your hand ran through his hair, grabbing the nape of it and tugging it back so his head looked directly at you.
he whimpered.
“wanna know a secret?” your breath fanned his face.
he nodded pathetically and you let go of his hair. slowly making your way onto his lap, you held eye contact.
“you’re my favourite hero.” you sat down on his lap and he made an adorable noise at the pressure of you on his bulge.
“i am?” hawks whispered, gaining a bit of confidence and placing his hands back on your hips.
“mhm…” you tested the waters and grinded down on him. he let out a hiss and held you tighter. “you should catch me on hero night, my wings are red just like yours.”
the thought of you in hawks’ costume made his head spin a little, and he unintentionally thrust up against you, earning a gasp from your lips.
“be good, baby,” you purred, placing your full weight on his cock. “i have another surpise for the birthday boy if you behave.”
your fingers once again dragged down his chest, to his stomach, then finally over his belt, that you slowly undid.
keigo’s breath caught in his throat before—“can i… can i kiss you?”
you looked at him through your lashes and smiled.
hizashi didn’t ask you to do this, you weren’t a prostitute and you never did anything you weren’t supposed to in the private rooms. but what you said was true, hawks was your favourite hero, and having him here in the palm of your hands was too much not to take advantage of. even if hizashi hadn’t paid for a lap dance, you would’ve found your way into the hero’s pants one way or another.
“you’re such a sweet thing.” you mused and pressed your lips to his. he really was.
your fingers briefly left his belt as they cupped around his face, holding him gently as you could tell this was a bit new to him. his arms pulled you closer to his body as you softly made out.
when his hands started to wander, you took that as your cue to release him.
his body chased you a bit as you got off of him before kneeling between his legs.
“this okay, baby?” you asked, undoing his belt again.
he nodded his head, lifting his hips a bit to help you free his aching cock. his face was a bit flushed, and it only made him more endearing to you. you wanted to make him feel good.
so you did.
you wrapped your lips around his tip gently, moving your tongue all around as you gently began to suck.
your mouth was heaven to him. warm and wet, and your tongue was just the right amount of rough against the head. he couldn’t help the soft noises that came out of him—if anything, they spurred you on as you took him deeper.
his fingers dug into his pant covered thighs to cope with the pleasure until your hand blindly reached out and guided his to your head.
your soft eyes gazed up at him and he swore he nearly came on the spot.
he grasped your hair and you hummed into him, taking him straight to the back of your throat. the spit welling up in your mouth started to seep out around his dick, and hawks didn’t even realize he started thrusting into your mouth. he was so hazy with lust he didn’t even notice he started fucking your throat until he was on the verge of cumming. and by that point he couldn’t bring himself to stop as he saw the tears welling in your eyes.
he babbled out airy warnings of ‘angel’ and ‘cumming’ and praises and ‘thank you’s as you tasted him release down your throat.
you kept his cock trapped as you swallowed and cleaned him off, earning beautiful whimpers of his before you let him go.
it was easy for you to stand back up, until hawks grabbed you again and pulled you back onto his waist. you yelped in surprise before he kissed you again, just as softly as before.
“thank you.” he repeated.
you smiled, placing your hand on his jaw, but didn’t respond.
“let me see you again? please?” he whispered.
you answered him with another kiss.
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I am not dead y'all just had a long ass break. But I'm back fr. Forgive me with a good piece of hawks nfsw
Hawks x Male reader smut
Minors do not interact
Mdni
Warning: pup play, oral (r recieving), soft dom reader, sub Hawks, soft fucking (until the end), teasing, cuming inside, aftercare <3
"My Pup"
The collar that fit perfectly around his neck, the lead that was attached to it, right onto your hand. The dark pink blush spread against his cheeks, on his knees just for you like a cute little pup.
"Awh, my sweet boy. Don't you just look perfect like that." You said as Keigo smiled embarrassingly, all naked and exposed just for you, on his knees. His hard cock evidently on display, just for you to see.
He placed his hand on your trouser leg, soundlessly asking you to take them off. You raised an eyebrow at him and smirked, you asked with a teasing tone
"You want me to take them off? Tell me why. Go on my pup. Why would you like me to take them off?" You stroke his hair lightly, waiting for his delayed response
"I wanna see you...master." he finally whispered quietly. You grabbed his pink cheeks and forced him too look at you.
"I didn't hear that pup. Speak up" You said, erection bulging through your trousers at the sheer cuteness of your husband.
"I want to see you master!" He shouted, eyes tight shut and blushing.
You let go of Keigo's face and leaned back in your chair snd replied with "Go on. You do it. Youve been a good pup for me." Keigo hesitated, not beaucse he didn't want to do it, but because he was embarrassed.
Though he just couldn't get enought of you so he unzipped your trousers, maintaining eye contact with his beautiful golden eyes. He pulled them down and cutely put them to the side.
Your throbbing cock expanded, threatening to tear through the fabric of your boxers, you bit your lip as Keigo pulled them down. Now discarded, keigo could fully see the prettiness in your dick.
The thickness nd the length of it made Keigo gulp, he wanted it so badly. Let alone how the lighting struck the tip of your cock, displaying the glistening pre-cum that littered your tip.
Or the two large veins on either side, that went all the way up to your red tip, angry and leaky.
"You wanna suck it pup?" You teasingly asked Keigo, he bit his lip and nodded. You nodded in approval as he came closer to your cock, breath against your tip.
As soon as his wet mouth connected with your tip, your heart fluttered and a tingly sensation went shooting through your veins.
"Shit.." You graoned as his mouth descended on your dick, your hand went straight for his hair, slowly running your hand through his golden locks as you whispered to him
"Just like that pup~feels so good~" you groan, slowly guiding his head up and down your cock, careful not to choke him from the pleasure.
"Driving me wild pup~" You moaned as your toes curled, you felt his cheeks hollow on your cock, your head shot up. That was new and it felt good.
A good few more minutes of this, you were almost at the edge but you couldn't leave Keigo without an orgasm after he'd been such a good boy.
You gently guided him off of your cock, his pupils blown wide and his mouth salivating at your length.
"Come ride me pup, you've been such a good boy for me. So proud of you." You praised him, his eyes went wide and he smiled.
"Are you sure master?" He asked and you patted your lap, nonverbally telling him yes. He climbed up on top of your lap, his tight ass hovering over your hard cock.
"Prep or no prep, pup" You ask him, even thought you wanted to slam right into him, his comfort was always your priority.
"No prep." He softy moaned, your chuckled and slowly lowered him down on your cock.
The sharp intake of his breath, told you that he was enjoying it. You slowly guided him all the way down on your cock and his eyes immediately went back into his head, you kissed his neck, as he placed two firm hands on your shoulders.
"It's okay, pup. Take your time. I've got you, tale your time to enjoy my cock." You softy told him and he bounced up and down your cock.
Your eyes locked as he moaned and moaned, your left hand went down the his chest playing with his nipples.
"Agh~~mm~fuck~please" Keigo moaned as he kept riding you, your cock twitching inside his tight, sweet hole.
"Your doing so well for me~ keep....keep bouncing like that. Your gonna make master cum." You moaned as you sucked on his neck, leaving a purplish bruise on his neck.
His back arched as your left hand went lower and started jacking his cock slowly. "Gonna~~cum~~please."
"Yeah~~that's a good boy. Cum for master." You groaned deeply, your own cock starting to feel ready to cum.
You grabbed his ass with both of your hands and slammed him and down your cock, your balls tightening with every movement. He shook with pleasure as he felt your cock repeatedly slam right onto his prostate.
You felt his muscles contract as he screamed out your name in ecstacy, a bunch of incoherent nonsense spewed out of his mouth. A few ropes of thick cum shooting out of his cock. His eyes when straight to the back of his head once again when you continued to pound relentlessly into him, even after he rode out his orgasm.
"Just~a~ little more pup~~" You moaned, your toes curled, your cock was so close to cumming. All you could hear was his blabbering of words to keep going, though he was barely conscious.
With one final thrust, you finally let go of his ass while, you body gave out and you came right inside him, slowly riding out your orgasm inside him.
You finally pulled out your soft cock from inside him and let him regain himself after a minute or two.
You quickly unclipped the leash and collar from his neck, putting it to the side and lovingly stroking Keigos hair.
You gently place him on a chair while you go and get a cup of water for your poor husbands throat.
You give it to him and gently make him take sips, his naked body still twitching a bit. You placed the water down and looked at his almost sleeping figure.
"Let's go for a bath yeah?" You ask him and he nodded his head, you picked up your birdie boy and carried him to the bathroom.
While you ran a bath for the two of you, Keigo finally regained his composure and said while yawning "Damn, you really put me through the ringer tonight. What time even is it?"
"Acting so normal after like I wasn't up in your guts a second ago." You laughed then filled the warm bath with soap and water.
"Get in babe, I'm so tired." You say before he walked over to the bathtub and nearly fell in the process, his legs too sore to walk. He galred at you and said "You didn't need to go that hard."
"Sorry babe..." You say before helping into the bathtub and getting in yourself.
From there you chatted with Keigo about what he liked n what he didn't, you massaged his sore spots, and you guys had a great time ordering fast food for dinner and after that just passing out in bed from exhaustion.
A/N: Thanks for reading, thanks for waiting for me during my break. I appreciate you all. Love you 💗💗
Make sure to drink water and eat some food
You deserve it <33
Have a Fantastic Day/Night
23:14 Pm. Zyler signing out
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Kinktober Day 7 - TEASE with Keigo Takami
Warnings: idk how to remind myself to do the warnings. It’s pretty self explanatory tho, smut, cursing, stuff like that
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Glaring from your corner in the bar, you huffed at the sight before you.
Hawks was flirting with someone.
The pro hero Hawks, your boyfriend. Was flirting with someone else while you sat back and watched.
He was clearly doing this to annoy you, to get you to react and punish him, and it was working. As he rubbed himself up against some bitch at the bar, he shot you a smirk over his shoulder.
Growling, you stormed out.
As you got into your house, you were already plotting his punishment tonight. He clearly needed to be taught a lesson.
But, you realized, if he was doing all this because he wanted to get punished, the best punishment would be to not punish him.
Smiling to yourself, you started to get ready to go to bed.
A few minutes later, you heard the door open and Hawks come in.
He was confused as to why you hadn't made your move yet, but he was ready to get railed into the bed.
Strolling into the bed room, he called your name. "Y/nnnnnn. I'm hooome!"
You came out of the bathroom, and he prepared himself to be pinned to the wall. But nothing happened.
"Hey Keigo, you're back already? You looked like you were enjoying yourself."
Eyebrows furrowing, he was perplexed. You seemed completely normal, this couldn't be right.
"Eh, I decided to leave since you stormed out of there looking a little angry. Something the matter?" He gave you a suggestive look.
But you remained unfazed. "I don't know what you mean, I'm fine. I was just about to go to bed."
Finally he understood. You were doing this on purpose. He realized his plan was failing. Miserably.
"But-but aren't you mad at me?" He tried to salvage the mess he had gotten himself into. "For flirting with that lady? She was hot, wasn't she?"
You rolled your eyes and got into bed. "Goodnight, Kei."
He cursed quietly, eyes boring into you as you rolled onto your side, facing away from him. He was horny as fuck, you were ignoring him, and--
that's it.
He grinned to himself as he thought up something else.
He perched on the bed, starting to take off his clothes. "That woman at the bar, she was so hot that she's gotten me all hard. I guess if you won't do anything about it, I'll have to relieve myself."
You nearly giggled at his stupid idea, but you continued to ignore him. Let him do what he wants, you're not doing anything until he begs for it.
He started to stroke himself, glancing over to you to see if you reacted. Nothing. Well, you'd break soon enough, he thought, and so during his next stroke, he moaned out "Karen."
You rolled your eyes at his audacity. He really thought you'd break and give him what he wants after all the shit he's pulled tonight?
Scoffing, you turned over, and he immediately stiffened, grinning. He thought he'd won. "Are you going to join me?" He asked.
"No. Go on, continue. I won't bother you."
He wilted, but quickly regained composure. "You sure you don't want to help? I'm not making you mad, am I?"
You gave him a little shrug. "Go on. This isn't about me, pretend I'm not here."
He could hear the venom in your voice, and he was crying out in his mind for you to just fuck him already!
Tentatively reaching back for his dick, he started slowly stroking again, letting out greatly exaggerated moans, arching his back into his touch as if it was enough to satiate his need.
After a couple minutes of this, he was starting to panic, because he was no closer to cumming. His fake moans were turning into whines, that started to sound like pleads.
"Nghh~ pl-pleaase- I- I need to~" Tears were beginning to pool in his eyes, as his eyes flitted to you. Only to see that you were turning away, reaching for your phone to do who knows what.
"Hey!" He whined angrily.
You glanced up at his flushed form. "Yeah? Are you finished? Ready to go to bed now?"
He was tired of this pretending, the dancing around the subject, he needed you now.
"Just fuck me already! I know you want to, after what I pulled at the bar. Just do it. Show me that I'm yours, just please!" He was practically yelling at you, and you finally dropped your act.
You narrowed your eyes as your neutral expression dropped. He knew he was in deep shit.
"You want me to fuck you? Yeah, you made that pretty clear with the shit you pulled earlier. You did all this, just to get me to fuck you stupid, but why should I? You don't deserve that. You can fuck yourself."
"N-no! I promise, I won't do this ever again!" He was pathetic, tear threatening to fall at the thought of having to get off himself.
"Oh yeah? As if I'd believe that from a slut like you."
He didn't know what to do. Everything was falling apart, and all we wanted was for you to touch him!
He just looked at you helplessly. "Please. I'm sorry."
You scoffed. "The only reason you're sorry is because you want to get railed. If you weren't horny you wouldn't be sorry in the least."
Hawks couldn't ignore the burning in his cock, he needed you to touch him. But he knew he had to really mean what he said. "No no, I promise, the only reason I did this was because I wanted you, no one else. I only want you."
You sighed. His pleading was getting to you, and you did want to rail him. "Fine. Be good, and I'll fuck you. But if you ever do anything like this again, and I won't be so lenient."
He gulped at the implication, but he perked up. "Yes yes please I can be good for you! I'll be such a good toy, please~"
You pinned him down to the bed, and he gasped, mouth falling open. You began to grind on his member, and he groaned into your mouth as you took him into a kiss. Pulling away, you were connected by a string of saliva. "All fours for me, slut."
He quickly complied, lips already puffy from the force of your kiss.
He stuck his ass in the air, wiggling it a bit and giving you a smirk.
You smacked him for his attitude. "Stay still. Although I guess that's too hard for a whore like you. Rubbing up against every person you see."
He shook his head furiously, wings ruffling at your words. "No, only for you!"
With a dark grin, you shoved a couple fingers in his mouth, letting him suck them lewdly. "Yeah? You're mine, right?"
Pulling the digits out of his mouth, you slowly inched one into his ass, prepping him as he nodded quickly. "Just yours, only yours."
You yanked his headback by his hair and watched him groan. "I'm ready, just ~fuck~ please, fuck me!" His eyes were rolling back in his head by the time you found his prostate, and his hole was sucking you in greedily.
But you pulled out with a shlick, and reached to grab your strap and lube it up.
His eyes gazed up at you with adoration as you positioned yourself at his entrance, and he had to dig his fingers into his plush thighs to stop himself from moving.
Slowly, so slowly he thought he was losing his mind, you inched the strap into him. He nearly groaned at the snail like pace, but he kept quiet, trying to be a good boy for you.
Once you had pushed in all the way, you stopped to admire him.
Sweat was coating his body, and he was panting lightly. His arms were shaking under him, but he tried to remain as still as possible while he trembled with need.
Without warning, you quickly pulled out and thrusted back in, so fast that hawks didn't know what was happening until his eyes were already rolling back into his head. "Fu~hn- fuck!" He wailed, hands scrabbling for purchase in the sheets.
You fucked him at an incredible pace, pushing all of your anger into your movement to make his arms give out. He could barely get any noise out, too braindead to form any words.
All that came out were screams as you pounded into his prostate, and after only a minute, he was close. He had been waiting for this for forever, and you were finally relieving him.
His hole tightened around your strap, and that was all the warning you got before he came, ropes of cum shooting out as his mouth opened in a silent scream, vision going white.
He collapsed into the mattress as you slowed your thrusts slightly, and as he was coming back to reality, shaking from the aftershocks, you started to regain your original pace.
"Wha~hahh~stop it- it hurts, can't - "
"You'll take what I give you, whore. This is what you asked for, wasn't it? You're mine. And you won't be able to walk for a week when I'm done with you."
What the fuck had he done.
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a/n
Guys T-T idk what happened here lol
I had a sudden idea for this, and then I kinda lost steam half way so i had to pull it back together and... this happened?
Anyway, yeah.
Btw sorry if your name is Karen lmao what was I thinking?
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latched on > keigo takami/hawks (mha)
Word Count: 1.3k
Ship: Sub!Keigo Takami (Hawks) x Dom!Reader
Warnings: NSFW, smut (very loose term), mentions of abuse from the hero commission, mentions of call girls (if you squint), mention of violence (also if you squint), allusion to sub drop
A/N: Baby’s first attempt at writing some attempt at smut, I may try and do a full smut with sub!hawks later, I love my whimpering baby bird <3
how did he go from feeling so, so good to so, so stupid in the matter of minutes?
he was in bliss not even five minutes ago, whining out mixes of your name and high keens of mommy! as you worked him through another orgasm.
bottoming was new for keigo. he had never had anyone he trusted enough to tell about his desires, with the commissions grip on him. his list of ‘approved partners’ who were vetted by the commission and could (would) be… handled properly if they were to spill any details about the number two pro hero. keigo rarely ever called them, never satisfied from the basic hookups they provided, wanting so much more from his partner that he was terrified to vocalize. hero work was so demanding, he wanted to turn his mind off and just. let someone else make the decisions for him. but that required trust, and he never had that with anyone. and then he met you.
you were a PA at his agency, and as time passed, keigo found himself captivated by you. drawn to the way you treated him as if he was any other civilian. like yeah, you recognized him as a hero and what he did. you knew your work hours would be hectic due to his hours, yet you never complained. never seemed to mind really, always greeting him with a soft smile and some form of jab about him ‘messing up your beauty sleep’. which would turn into flirty banter, little jokes, and during late nights, sleepy giggles and conversations keigo would remember forever.
the shift happened when you were a plus one to a gala with him.
‘i’m not your boss right now, stop looking so tense,’ keigo teased as he rested a comforting hand on your shoulder. ‘just think of me as your smoking hot arm candy’ you laughed at his comment and rolled your eyes.
‘okay, pretty bird’ you cooed to the hero and you bit back a grin at the way his wings puffed up from the nickname. your hand met his cheek, and you turned his head to face you. golden eyes seemed to be darker, pupils dilated as he focused on the sparkling necklace you wore. ‘if only my arm candy would pay attention to me’ you pouted and keigo’s gaze met yours.
‘how could i look away?’
from there, there had been an obvious shift in your relationship with the hero. casual touches turned into lingering, intentional touches. behind the safety of his office doors, “hawks” was occasionally replaced by ‘pretty boy/bird’ and keigo had to keep from whining every time the teasing nickname left your upturned lips.
he wasn’t sure exactly what shifted that got keigo in this situation. but he found himself pinned under you, writhing under your touch. gentle touches, firm grabs. feather light touches that left him begging for more, hard grips that had him squirming and thrashing, threats of tying him down only exciting him more.
he was beautiful, you kept telling him. which he heard from fans every day, he knew he was attractive. but hearing it from you? a whole other feeling. whimpering each time ‘look so pretty, birdie’ or ‘my beautiful boy, gonna cry for me?’ and ‘my good boy, so good for me’ slipped from your lips. his breaking point? your fingers gently lifting his chin up so his teary gaze met yours, peppering his face with kisses and whispering in his ear ‘wanna see you cum, songbird. deserve it, pretty boy, i’ll take care of you. just let go’
and god did he let go. strings of white spurted from his cock, over your hands, over his stomach, but keigo was too spent to care. he was truly fucked Stupid, basking from your coos as you talked him down, your hands petting him as he calmed down. suddenly, there was a shift in the mattress and keigo couldn’t stop himself from grabbing your arm, panic filling his body as he begged you not to leave him, he’ll be good, please stay, please let him stay, and he felt his grip on you tighten. and there’s where he made his biggest mistake. he couldn’t let go.
“it’s okay, birdie. i’ll be right back, just gonna get something to clean you up.” you soothed and you frowned lightly as his grip didn’t relent. “hawks?”
keigo flinched from the use of his hero name, missing the nicknames that you called him just a minute ago. “i-i’m sorry. ‘m so sorry, i can’t-“ keigo started to hyperventilate and you were on him in a second, by his side and pulling him closer to you. keigo curled into your body, face buried in the crook of your neck, and tears burned in his eyes. moments of silence passed until it dawned on you.
“you can’t let go, can you, bub?” you asked and keigo shook his head.
“it, it will stop in a little bit. i just… i thought you were leaving me and. i panicked, i lost control. ‘m so sorry,” keigo whispered and you carded your fingers through his messy hair, smiling as you felt the tension start to leave his body.
“not going anywhere, promise. just wanted to get you a washcloth so we could clean you up a little bit. but i can wait. however long you need, love.” you pressed a kiss to keigo’s head, humming as you slowly rocked him. you figured this could happen, but you thought it was such a small chance, you didn’t really prepare for it. but it was hawks. your hawks, your birdie. you could adapt. you’d take care of him.
a while later, keigo’s grip started to release, and as soon as he was able, keigo pulled his hand away. you tutted at him and took his hand in yours, and you started to massage the hand that had been gripping your arm. keigo found himself staring at the spot he had grasped you, hurt you he’s sure, and you called his name.
“are you okay now?” keigo blinked at the question. “feel up for a shower to clean up?”
“you.. you’re worried about me still? i hurt you.”
“and i just spent god knows how long overstimulating you. probably a little painful, even if it felt good.” you tilted keigo’s head up and pressed a lingering kiss to his plush lips. “i told you, hawks. i care about you, i’m here to take care of you. as long as you’ll let me.” it was your turn to blush, your cheeks burning but you kept keigo’s gaze.
“keigo.” he found himself whispering. “name’s keigo.” you mouthed his name, whispered it to yourself and the prettiest shade of pink covered keigo’s cheeks. “if it’s not gonna be any of your little nicknames, i.. i’d prefer keigo outside of work.”
“well, keigo,” you smiled as you pulled his hand to your lips, kissing over every knuckle. “why don’t we get you cleaned up? then we can come back to bed, order some takeout for dinner? i can make breakfast for us in the morning,” you offered and keigo felt his heart flip in his chest at your offer.
“that sounds perfect.”
an hour later, you were cuddled in bed, keigo on his stomach, head on your stomach as his wing draped over you. his breath hit your stomach, soft puffs leaving his lips as he slept peacefully. you combed through his damp hair, occasionally running your hand down between his shoulder blades just to see his wings flutter and his breathing shake a little. a small smile graced his lips as he slept and you let your eyes close, a matching smile on your lips as you dozed off into the best sleep of your life. you could get used to this…
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