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sttm99 · 5 months

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Part 2 here!

'Fuck.'

It had been just two nights since you'd given him head in the dark of his dorm room, and Bakugo hadn't been able to rid his mind of the sensation ever since.

He knew it was stupid to even agree to it. You were the one girl in class he felt comfortable enough to talk about anything with. Be it grades, his fears and even more sexual topics. It also helped that he knew you wouldn't ever judge him for anything.

You were his closest friend; more so than Kirishima. And he liked that... he liked that he has someone he could trust with his life, someone he could relate with so effortlessly.

And you felt the same way with him. You told him everything; every little secret, every dirty detail, and he never laughed or judged.

Which was why you both were in his room, many hours past his bedtime, sitting opposite each other on his bed as you recounted your most recent almost-sexual endeavor.

"-and it was so awkward cause it was just hanging there in my face and I didn't know what to do." You groaned out, with your body hunched over, face covered with your palms as you recounted your experience in the school's storage room with a General Studies boy you'd been seeing casually.

Bakugo chuckled at your demeanor from where he was. "Yeah then maybe you should have stopped him when you saw him undoing his fucking belt."

You glared at him through the cracks between your fingers.

"Seriously," he laughed. "If you didn't wanna give him head, you should have told him the moment you entered the closet."

You groaned and fell back unto his bed. "The thing is I want to do it."

You turned your head to stare up at Bakugo.

"So why didn't you?"

You groaned again. "I don't know. I mean... look, I wanna be able to make the guy I like feel good, you understand. And I really thought I wanted to give him head, but then he was pulling his jeans down- and I was getting cold feet and then he pulled down his boxers and I wanted to run away right then....

"But I pushed through- and I got down... and it was just staring at my face and-"

"Maybe you just don't wanna do it." Bakugo raised his brow, cutting you off from your rambling.

You frowned. "Maybe. I mean, I think about giving head...and I wanna do it, and then I get an opportunity and I panic. You're probably right."

There was silence for a moment, before Bakugo shifted in his position, pulling his knees higher up, closer to his body, and leaning his forward.

"Or maybe... you don't wanna do it with him."

You furrowed your brows. "Meaning..? I don't really like him or what?"

Bakugo shrugged, "I mean, do you?"

You began sitting up. "Don't I?"

"Come on, Y/N." He raised a brow, giving you an unimpressed look, "You don't even text him unless he texts you."

"Yeah because he's always texting me."

"See! You even say it like you're frustrated." Bakugo jutted his arms out at you.

You paused, sitting up and pondering it.

Bakugo groaned. "Listen, I know you, okay? You- frankly, you're horny... more so than most people-"

You scowled at him.

"-and the fact that you don't even let him put his hands under your fucking skirt most times should tell you that you're probably not all that sexually attracted to him."

You stared at Bakugo, eyes narrowed as you began to see his point. "I guess you're on to something."

"Look," he began, "I honestly think you're just with him because of how aggressively he pursued you. And that's fucking dumb."

You pouted. "I guess... so now I have to find someone else to practice head with."

"Why do you wanna learn how to give head?" He laughed.

"Cause the girls were talking about giving head one time and I wanna be able to join in conversations." I groaned out, exasperated, and flopped back unto your back.

Bakugo took a moment to look you over, before adjusting his shorts and clearing his throat.

"I can give you pointers if you want."

Silence.

"What?" You mumbled, sitting back up, with your weight on your palms and narrowing your eyes at him.

He scowled at you. "I'm not repeating myself."

You rolled your eyes and hissed at his stubbornness. "You idiot."

"But..." You started slowly. "If you're offering to give me tips on sucking dick, I don't mind."

He shifted a bit. "Yeah... well- it'll only work if you're sexually attracted to me. If not, it'll just be like with that guy earlier- and shit would be awkward." He was looking away now.

"Wanna find out?"

And that was how he found himself heaving against his headboard with his shorts and boxers flung at the far end of his bed.

"Shitshit- fuck Y/N."

His hands were fisted into your hair, knees raised in the hair and thighs spread on either side of your head, as you laid on your stomach before him, nose pressed into his dark blonde pubic hair and lips wrapped tightly around his dick.

His eyes were blown wide, lips parted as grunts forced their way out his mouth.

It was just bordering on too much; the sensation of your mouth, and he'd suddenly realised how seriously you'd taken his analogy.

-"Consider it a bottle of smoothie or something, and there's that chunk that can't pass through the bottle mouth properly, so you're trying to suck it out." He'd said, holding his already hard dick against your cheek.

"That sounds stupid, Katsuki." You retorted, as you scowled up at him.

"That's the best I got, I ain't some sex therapist, okay!"-

"Oh shit- you're good," he groaned out, head thrown back and thighs quivering. "Fuck- fuck! Fuck, you're fucking good, baby. Just like that, yeah..!"

His grip on your hair tightened, pushing you down on his dick so he could feel the sliding of your tongue on his shaft as he dipped into your throat.

It didn't help that you were drooling all over him- and yourself-, your hand cupping his balls and squeezing softly.

He was going into overdrive, thrusting up unto your mouth, his eyes rolling back as he slipped down your throat over and over again, and he moaned as he felt you gag, your throat constricting against his tip.

He brought his head forward to peek over at you.

"Slut," he groaned out, eyeing your positioning; one hand infront of you, playing with his balls, and the other stretched underneath your body, fingers dipping into your sleepshorts. "You fucking slut- you like this shit, don't you?"

You moaned around his dick, vibrations coursing round his veins and your eyes looking up to meet his; lids hanging heavy and pupils blown out as you sucked on his cock.

He came heavy- hard. With spasming thighs and choked out groans as he spurted his seed down your throat.

It was a lot... too much. He kept spurting out his cum and his sight was blurry as he looked at you.

Now he couldn't look at you without remembering your stupid, fucked expression when you were between his legs. And it's weird, because all you're doing is grinning an Sato as you hover around him whilst he bakes.

It's stupid. He knows it is.

You don't even like him that way.

Part 2 has been posted here!

#bakugo x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katuski x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #mha bakugou #bakugo smut

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maroonswan · 1 year

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Thinking about pro hero!Kirishima being a gentle giant with a monster cock.

When he making out with his partner, he knows he can’t hide his erection, so he doesn’t try. Instead, he takes your small hand in his and places it around the imprint of his hard cock. It’s warm and large, filling the width of your palm as he guides you on how to stroke it through his stiff jeans, leading you up and down just the tip of his length.

“Feel that, babe? That’s all you, making me feel so good.” he sighs into your lips before kissing you. His tongue intermingeling with yours as his swallows your moans.

It’s driving him crazy how well you fit in his lap; one hand squeezing the plushness of your ass as his other inches yours up further, toward the cool metal of his zipper. The tip of your fingers grazing at the clothed base of his cock, making him throb.

He can’t wait to see how good it will feel when you have them circled around him, how your little hands would be fighting to make a fist around the girth of his cock. Your sweet throat straining to take him as you jerked the rest of his length with a greedy self-sabotaging need to make him cum while your already straining not to suffocate.

Kirishima breaks away from the kiss then, his tounge still connected to yours by a thin shiny string of saliva. He’s staring into your eyes, dumbly. Red pupils blown out like he’s seen something amazing.

It makes you giggle, half from amusement and half from concern. You hope you didn’t break him.

“Ei, are you okay?”

Kirishima lays you down while nodding. You’ve never heard him be so quiet as he launches himself off the bed. The anticipation having you clenching he stares down at you; his crotch only a few inches away from your face as he starts to undo his zipper, tugging down his pants and boxers until they’re just barely off. His newly freed cock flopping forward to deliver a rude slap to your face.

Your pro hero boyfriend apologizes sweetly as he grasps your chin and tilts it just so until your lips are a hair’s breath away from his leaking tip. The needing throb of his cock forcing you to give it kisses.

“Just need this mouth so bad, sweetie.” he growls. “You’re gonna open up and take it all, aren’t you?”

You dreamily sigh a yes, already slurping on the head as he groans and growls. His hands hooking in your hair to work you down further. Kirishima won’t stand to let himself cum until his balls are slapping against your little pink tounge.

#mdni #tw spit #smut drabble #kirishima smut #pro hero kirishima #kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #gn!reader #bnha smut #mha smut #size difference #tw size kink

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yanderenightmare · 3 months

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TW: yandere, dubcon/noncon, size difference, captive reader

gn reader - fem clothing (doll costume: dress)

Just thinking about the creep yandere captor who insists on taking pictures of you when you're all dolled up in his bed...

The contrast is nauseating.

He’s too big. Too tall and too strong. Thick threatening muscles lined with scars like a tiger. A set of hefty shoulders on a torso so broad you find yourself shunning yourself each time the slightest silly thought of uproar surfaces.

He’s too scary for you to ever dare anyway. His eyes alone have a darkness that makes you whimper every time he looks you up and down.

It doesn’t help that he’s always dressed in only black. Black boxers and black sweats hung low around his waist, showing the fine-toned muscles of his pelvis and the manly happy trial of curls growing thickly from beneath the band to his briefs up to his belly button.

A black tank shows off his upper body strength where he takes heavy breaths like a beast, chest rising and falling along with a large black camera - like a heavy-duty weapon hanging around his neck, snapping pictures of you dolled up in all lovely intricacies.

You can’t help but flinch each time the light flashes, the snap sounding like a gunshot. And he can't help but chuckle each time you do, loving how you jump and bounce a bit on his bed, your tiny fists balling up the plush layers of tulle and lace to your poofy skirt as you press your knees tighter together - shivering from head down to the tiny black shiny shoes adorning your feet clicking as they bob against each other where they dangle off the bed - feeling like a decorative doll sat on a mantle.

The pink skirt to your overly extra dress lay perfectly spread like a blanket around you with a silly white apron tied tight around your midsection, fastened with a great large bow on your back. All in all, making you feel humiliatingly ridiculous. With no thanks to the equally silly white bonnet situated on your head with just as stupid enormous bows tied above each ear. Looking so adorably sheepish beneath its shadow, your pretty face sweetened with that lovely look of anxiety he loves so much.

So picture-perfect with those sparkly eyes welling with tears.

One or two of them splash down on the white of your apron as you sniffle at the harsh flash of another picture being taken.

Your captor growls while viewing the last set of images, or perhaps it was a groan.

You peek up from looking down at your gloved hands folded neatly upon your lap to find what you’d been dreading.

He gave the constrained area of his crotch a tug and hissed out another scary sound that had you whimper all the more.

Despite all the hefty sets of inane layers to your getup, he never ever bothers dressing you in the first.

Underwear would just make it complicated.

BNHA – Bakugou, Kirishima, Deku, Shoto, Shinso, Enji, Aizawa, Overhaul, Mirio, All Might

JJK – Geto, Gojo, Naoya, Megumi, Toji

HQ – Kageyama, Kuro, Sakusa, Miya twins, Suna, Tendou, Ukai

CSM – Aki, Yoshida

DS – Doma, Akaza, Tomioka, Sanemi

HxH – Chrollo, Illumi, Uvogin

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere smut #yancore #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #jjk smut #bnha smut #yandere bnha #mha smut #my hero smut #yandere csm #yandere aot

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bkgml · 4 months

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Omg! Just found your profile and I literally fell in love with your writing, it’s AMAZING! That’s why I’m here to request a Bakugo x fem!reader where the reader has a telekinesis quirk and overworks herself during practice. After that Katsuki can’t seem to find her anywhere until he searches in her room and find her in bed with lights off and just enter protective boyfriend mode? Thank you so much, hope you’ll write it! 🧡🧡🧡

you felt your head pounding as you stare down at the gym mat. you’ve been training heavily all afternoon and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your limit.

“yn, you good?” sero asks stepping closer to your hunched over form.

your eyebrows furrow and your ears ring. god your head is pounding.

“yeah.” you mutter weakly, breathing deeply through your nose.

“you’ve trained enough for today, go rest up for the test tomorrow.” he says sternly.

“no i’m good, one more round.” you say, standing to your full height in an attempt to mask your pain.

“you’re gonna fucking pass out. go upstairs.” he says, pushing you gently in the direction of the gym doors.

“fine fine i’m going.” you laugh weakly, stumbling outside.

“and drink some fucking water!” he yells.

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“i’m gonna kick your ass.” katsuki snarls.

kirishima just knocked him down and katsuki is not happy.

“bro, you’re getting weaker.” kirishima teases, way to poke the beast.

katsuki launches into another attack, pummeling kirishima.

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after your quick shower, you stumbled into bed and pulled out your phone.

*calling: katsuki <3*

straight to voicemail.

you sigh, trying to relax, but the stress of your combat test as well as your sore muscles are forcing you to stay awake.

*calling: serooo*

“yo, yn! this fight is crazy, kirishima and bakugou are killing it!”

“nice!” you attempt to sound excited, but you feel like shit.

“…so, katsuki’s still training then?” you say sadly.

“uh yeah he is, do you want me to get him though?” he offers.

“no, it’s okay. just tell him to call me when he’s free, okay?”

“yeah, course. bye, feel better!” he cheers.

“bye sero.” you mumble, arm flopping back on the bed.

you’re so frustrated. you just want to relax and sleep but you can’t manage to.

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“hey bakugou.” sero says, running up to him after katsuki finishes sparring.

“hm?” he hums while chugging his water.

“yn told me to tell you to call her.” katsuki’s eyes furrow.

“where is she?” he asks.

“she’s in her dorm. she overworked herself during training, looked like shit.” he replies.

katsuki frowns deeply, pushing past sero and through the gym doors.

“fuckin told her… don’t overwork yourself… just can’t listen.” he grumbles, trudging in the direction of your dorm.

he creaks your door open slowly to not wake you.

“suki?” you murmur, head lifting to peer at your door.

“what are you doing up?” he sighs.

“can’t sleep.” you whine.

“yn i told you not to fuckin overwork yourself.” he grumbles, shutting the door behind him.

“i’m just really stressed out right now, kats. ‘m sorry.”

he sighs, walking over to thread his fingers through your hair.

“i know angel. we can train more tomorrow, you just need to rest properly in between spars, okay?” he says, kissing your forehead softly.

you nod and grab his hand.

“come here.” you whisper, eyes flicking up to his.

“i’m so sweaty. gonna have a quick shower.” he explains and you frown lightly.

“5 minutes. just rest, alright?” he kisses your head before walking into your bathroom.

you try to breathe and relax to the white noise of the shower but your headache overpowers your exhaustion.

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“why aren’t you asleep?” he frowns, grabbing boxers from a drawer he occupies.

“i can’t, im too nervous for the test.” you frown, getting frustrated.

“you’re going to pass, i promise.” he says, dragging the towel over his hair while walking over to you.

your frustration builds tears in your eyes causing you to turn away from him.

katsuki sighs, climbing into bed and cradling you gently.

quiet sobs fill the room and you bring your hand up to harshly wipe at your eyes.

“let me kiss you.” he mumbles into your shoulder.

you turn in his grip and bury your face into his chest.

you remain there until your tears stop and you lift your head to look into his eyes, pecking his lips.

he stops you from pulling away by resting his hand on the back of your head, thumb rubbing up and down to massage your scalp.

you sigh into the kiss and feel your eyelids grow heavy.

“sleep now.” he murmurs against your hairline.

you nose at his jaw softly, tucking your face into his neck.

“night.”

he cradles you in his arms.

“night.” he says, smiling against your scalp.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x you #bakugou x yn #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader

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izurou · 1 year

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“kats, you’re worse than i thought.”

this is the third weekend in a row that katsuki has gotten stuck with an overnight patrol—a gruelling twelve hours that starts friday evening at seven, and ends the following morning, at seven.

but, it’s just past five am—the sun is desperately trying to rise somewhere off in the distance, and you’re sitting beside your boyfriend, who is face down in bed—a little out of it, and in a lot of pain.

“how bad?” he mumbles, referring to his back—the spot that clearly took the brunt of whatever, or whoever it was that cut his night short.

you don’t ask for details. it doesn’t matter how he got here, just that he is here—that he would come back home after presumably being relieved of his duties by another hero from the agency, choosing to skip proper medical care altogether.

he’s earned himself a scolding for that little stunt, but it’ll have to wait. for now, your job is simple—do what you can to take his mind off of the ache pulsing up his spine.

“like, borderline slut, i would say.”

do whatever you can, to take his mind off of it.

“huh?” he cranes his neck to look at you, wincing as he moves, and through the dull orange hue of the candle sitting on your bedside table, you see his brows furrow, and his nose scrunch up.

he hit his head too hard, he must’ve.

“i’m serious, baby. you have one, two, three,” you start gently placing your finger over various spots on his back—stifling a laugh when you catch him staring at you, dumbfounded. “nine, ten, eleven.”

he tries to peer over his shoulder, but is quickly humbled by the persistent throb radiating from just above the waistband of his boxers.

“fuck,” he mutters, shoving his face back into his pillow with a groan. carefully, you run your fingers through his hair, and he turns his head to the side—peering up at you through tired eyes. “eleven?”

“eleven! and that’s just on your back,” you smile, and he knows you a little too well—he recognizes the glint of mischief behind your eyes too easily.

“the hell are you talking about?” he asks.

“look, you have one,” you pause and place your finger on his forearm, right next to a pigmented little circle—a beauty mark. “here, too.”

his gaze shifts back and forth between you and where you’re pointing, but he just can’t seem to connect his own dots.

“they’re places where your lover used to kiss you most often,” you explain as you lay down beside him. “you know, in all your past lives.”

oh, and because he has eleven on his back, he’s teetering on the edge of promiscuity? that has to be one of the single most ridiculous things he’s ever heard—and he spent three years at ua with kirishima and kaminari. but, it’s coming from you—so he finds it endearing all the same.

what a sweet way of seeing things, how very you.

“you made that up,” he mumbles, eyes fluttering shut momentarily as sleep threatens to swallow him whole.

“did not,” you insist, “i mean, look at izuku.”

katsuki simply snorts in response before shuffling around—bearing the intense pain as he rolls onto his back and motions for you to snuggle into him, because it’d hurt more to not have you close.

at least, that’s what he’d say if he was a romantic—someone who’s beauty mark numbers are in the single digits.

“how many lovers do you think he’s had?” you hum, running a hand across katsuki’s chest in a soothing motion.

“none.”

“oh? two hundred you say?”

he sighs this time, muttering a shaddup under his breath as he allows his eyes to close once more. he’d like to leave it at that and drift off into dream world, but you follow up with a sentence that makes his heart flutter.

“don’t worry kats, none of them were me,” you laugh, like music to his ears—his favourite song. he can’t help the boyish grin that creeps onto his lips, and he thanks his lucky stars that you aren’t looking.

though your words make him wonder, if you were ever his in a past life—maybe you’ve always been his. yeah, he likes the sound of that, even if it is the single most ridiculous thought he’s ever had—it’s you, so he’ll think of it forever.

“good,” he says—feeling your weight shift a little, and when he opens his eyes, you’re there.

you’re close, inches away from his face, and you get even closer—pressing a sweet kiss to his lips, one that seemingly numbs him from the inside out, taking away his pain for that brief moment.

and as you both settle back down—snug in each other’s arms, he thinks he can finally fall victim to his drowsiness.

but you have one last burning question.

“baby, do i have permission to count izuku’s?”

“not even in your next fuckin’ life.”

#izurou #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo x you

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deathc-re · 3 months

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your audiophile bf who just can't bear to be away from you this long. his heart has a hole and his cock is throbbing in his boxers. the way you so energetically answered the phone, a smile coming through in your voice. he couldn't bare it, pictures of you flashed through his mind and unconsciously his hand slipped into his pants.

thick fingers wrapped around the base of his dick as he listened to you rattle on about your day.

at first you didn't notice, just thinking his hums meant he was multi tasking. but when your speech slowed and you could clearly hear the shuttering of his voice, something inside you stirred.

your voice became more sultry as you sat back against the couch, legs folded, cunt twitching as you put the phone on speaker. he breathing was all over the place and you could've sworn you heard the rhythmic pull of his calluses hand up and down his shaft.

"my love," you cooed, " what are you up to?"

"hm?" he breathed, paying your words no mind and simply focusing on your voice. bringing up memories of when it cried his name.

"are you jerking off, baby?"

"fuck- i am, yeah."

you let out a giggle and uncrossed your legs, shifting positions and letting your hands slip past the hem of your sweats.

"yeah? are you missing my voice baby?"

he hummed and you clicked your teeth, "answer me, sweet heart."

"i am, i really fucking am. i- i miss your moans sweetheart."

you pussy clenched and you slowly circled your clit, letting out a sigh into the phone that was dropped right by your head.

"i miss yours too. let me hear them baby, i know you're keepin quiet."

"mhm," he whined, squeezing tighter "but it'll never feel as good as you baby."

"i know, i know, but you can still make yourself cum right? do it just how you like it."

he did as he was told, and shuddered at the increased pace. fuck did he miss you. the softness of your hands, the wetness of your mouth, the twitch of your cunt.

like the true lovers you were, your mind was in the area. the feel of his hands on you, the drag of his cock along your walls, his mouth on your nipples. fuck did you miss him.

your fingers moved quicker and as did his hand. you both moans into the mic of your phones, cursing and whining and "oh i wish you were here"s until your bodies felt alight with ecstasy. dots clouding your vision, toes curled and backs arching off different couches you both laid on.

"fuck- i love you so much." he breathed, simply looking at the white ropes that coated his hand and stomach.

"i love you too baby. hurry home yeah?"

YUUJI, gojo, yuuta, kirishima, deku, sero, bokuto, tendou, shinra + others

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kingkatsuki · 2 months

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— a favour

Deku has a favour to ask of Bakugou, and he hopes you’ll be happy to oblige.

This is pretty much for Kitten idk😂😭

Warnings: 18+.

Word Count: 0.8k.

“You wanna what?” Bakugou sneers as he pushes his mask up onto his forehead, raising a brow. Completely positive that Deku hadn’t just asked him that question, there ain’t no fucking way—

“No, no, no, listen! I’ll pay you— and I just think it’ll be better with you both rather than a stranger.”

“And you think that’s a favour?” Bakugou grunts, “A favour is ‘Can you spot me?’ or ‘Can you give me a lift?’— not can I fuck your girlfriend?”

“No! I don’t want to fuck her—” A blatant lie, “I want to watch—”

“You want me to fuck my girlfriend—” Bakugou sounds on his tongue, as though that would make it make sense, “And you just wanna watch?”

“Um, well yeah.” The tips of Deku’s ears were burning crimson, tinted all the way across his cheeks as he felt his stomach knot.

After he was caught in a drunken fumble with an escort a few months ago, Midoriya had to be more careful about the company he kept. The story only failed to reach the local news outlets and social media thanks to his quick thinking HR team sending out a lengthy NDA, paired with a substantial payoff. Escorts, strangers online and Only Fans were now completely off limits. If the public found out about the Number One Heroes filthy little secret his entire image would be destroyed.

“So why not just go out and fuck a girl?” Bakugou snorts, “There’s gotta be thousands of women ready to get into the Number One’s pants.”

“It’s not just about that,” Deku flushes, trying to avoid Bakugou’s intense fiery gaze, “I like to watch—”

“So watch porn.” Bakugou scoffs, “I’m sure I’ve got plenty of fuckin’ videos on my phone that I can send ya— there’s one where I’ve got her in this posi—”

“No!” Midoriya cut him off, “I mean— I like when people are mean to me.”

Bakugou’s lips curled into a sinful grin at the realisation as he held his phone in his hands, staring down at his former school friend, “You like being degraded huh? You sick freak.”

Midoriya bit back a groan as he felt his pants tighten at the brash tone, his cock pulsing beneath the tough fabric as he shifted from foot to foot.

“And what makes you think she’d even agree to it, hah?” Bakugou knew you were more than comfortable trying out new kinks and experiences in the bedroom with him, just last week you’d filmed a raunchy CNC sex tape after your date plans had been ruined by a torrential downpour. And you were more than happy for him to share some of the moments he filmed with his best friends— But this was inviting another man, a friend, into your most intimate moments together. Nowhere near the same as sending a quick thirty second video of you bouncing on his cock to Kirishima.

“Can you at least ask her?” Midoriya mumbles, “Please?”

“Yeah, sure.” Bakugou itches his nose with the back of his hand, “I’ll tell her what a sick fuckin’ freak you are, Deku.”

Midoriya was certain he could’ve creamed his pants from the condescending lilt to Bakugou’s voice as he grabbed his towel out of his locker, his stomach lurching as he thought about whether this was what his friend was like when he was with you. Watching Bakugou disappear behind the shower stalls as Midoriya finally chanced palming his throbbing cock for a moments relief, wincing when he felt just how wet with pre his boxers were as they stuck to his skin uncomfortably, moulding to his cock as he groaned in satisfaction.

Did Bakugou talk to you like this too? So full of spite and degredation— Did the same thing get you off too? Or was his voice soft and full of praise as he plowed into your sloppy cunt.

“Oi,” Bakugou shouted across the locker room as Midoriya laced his red trainers. He definitely couldn’t shower here, not now. He had to make it home— looking up to see Bakugou standing there with a towel slung low on his hips, a smirk on his face as he held his phone in the air. And Midoriya noticed he was on video chat with you, wondering whether Bakugou was talking to you while he was in the shower— “She said she wants to play your nasty little game, Deku.”

And here Midoriya was, not even forty-eight hours later. Sitting at the foot of your bed while Bakugou split you apart on his cock—

“She didn’t believe me when I told her, you know.” Bakugou sneers, a warm palm cupping your jaw to direct your debauched face to his friends green gaze, “Couldn’t believe that precious little Deku would be such a sick little freak.”

#Bakugou smut #jo thirsts #thirst posts #Bakugou thirst

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tired-teacher-blog · 2 months

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Morning bliss

Characters : Bakugo/ Izuku/ Shouto/ Kirishima/ Fem reader

Warnings and Genre : NSFW/ 18+/ Sexual Intercourse/ Creampie/ Imagines

Notes : This is by no means a valentine's day special, I wasn't even aware today is the 14th until someone pointed it out at work, yeah, that's how single I am 🥲

Masterlist|Second Masterlist|Third Masterlist

Bakugo

_ "Hey gorgeous." his raspy voice vibrates against the softness of your neck while his long fingers dance atop your bare skin.

_ "Hi, why are you up already?" you squint with a tilt of your head as you try to focus on the handsome face hovering over your confused one.

_ "Well I am, and so should you." his warm hands move lower and lower to caress your sides and clasp your thighs as he swiftly settles between them.

_ "What? Wait, what are you doing?" you're fully awake now, goosebumps shake you to the bone as he moves your panties to the side and presses the smooth head to your clit.

_ "Can I?" he asks in a low tone and you nod eagerly while clinging to his broad shoulders and bracing yourself for the massive size you're yet to get used to, despite the years you've been together.

Your breath gets caught in your throat and your nails dig deep in his skin to add more scratches to the ones of the night before as he slowly pushes himself within your warmth.

_ "Fuck, you're so tight babe." he whines against your neck and pulls back just as slow before thrusting in again.

_ "Katsuki wait! Take it easy." your delicate walls cling to him as he rubs against them deliciously, the drag of his throbbing cock drives you insane and you suddenly start whimpering for him to keep going.

_ "You feel extra warm this morning, is it because of what we did last night?" his thrusts quicken while he slurs the words teasingly, and the knot in your stomach tightens as you bite down on his shoulder to hold back a scream of his name.

He isn't wrong actually, you are exceedingly sensitive right now, and a familiar tingling sensation is rapidly building up in your guts.

_ "Stop talking.. like that," you arch off the bed and squeeze your eyes shut as his plunges become erratic until you finally lose control, "that's it! Katsuki!"

You shudder uncontrollably and wail his name over and over again as he starts chasing his own orgasm.

_ "You're driving me nuts," he rasps out through gritted teeth as your pulsating core massages him deliciously, "fuck, I'm cumming too!" and so he does, spilling his seeds in your deepest depth while his husky growls mix with your broken whines.

_ "Good morning beautiful." he breathes out the words and falls on top of your spent body before slowly pulling out of you.

_ "Good morning indeed." and you answer with a tired smile, cradling his flushed cheeks and bringing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss.

Izuku

Your eyes flutter open to the feeling of something pressed against your butt, something that is too familiar to mistake.

You smile knowingly and push your hips against the hardness just enough to feel those strong arms squeeze you tighter between them.

His breath hitches though he isn't up yet, and it makes teasing him all the more exciting.

You move a hand behind yourself to cup his erection and knead it through his boxers, giggling triumphingly when he starts pushing against you.

You crane your neck to meet his sleepy face and fill your eyes with that adorable expression of his; furrowed eyebrows, tensed up jaws and pouty lips as a result of your relentless teasing.

_ "ugh, baby girl, what.." and a sudden groan spills out of his lips to fan over your nape as he finally opens his eyes and strives to take in his surroundings.

_ "Hi darling," you coo enthusiastically before slipping your hand into his underwear to pull out his already raging cock, "let's have some fun, shall we?"

_ "Huh? Oh! ye.. yeah." he blinks a few times until it dawns on him what you desire, and for a moment there he remains frozen as you work your panties off and guide him to your awaiting pussy, but..

_ "Izuku, Hold on!" you are taken off guard and it's time for you to be astounded as he swiftly takes control and lifts your leg up a little before thrusting into you.

_ "I don't think I can take it easy sweetheart, I'm sorry." he grunts against your nape and bites down on the sensitive skin there while setting a merciless pace from the get go.

Your mouth hangs open and your nails dig into the arms holding you in place, he's going deep with every thrust, and you know -without a doubt- that you'll fall apart in mere minutes.

One of his hands move down to fumble with your glistening clit, rolling his fingers on the soft nub while his hips slam against you from behind.

_ "Izuku.. Izuku please.. I'm, I'm going to.." you finally find your voice, weak and broken as it is, but your mind suddenly goes blank as shockwaves of pleasure ripple through your veins to leave you shuddering in the after bliss.

_ "You feel amazing, I can't hold it in any longer." he mumbles against your shoulder while pushing within you one more time until ropes of his pearls shoot into your throbbing heat.

His hips finally still and you both remain quiet for a while, striving to catch your breaths as your minds start to clear up.

_ "Are you alright love? Was I too rough?" he sounds a little anxious as he slowly pulls out of you and watches while you turn around to face him.

_ "No you weren't sweetie, it was thrilling." you're exhausted and a bit sore, but more than anything, you are blissed out and satisfied.

You smile widely as the worried look on his face immediately switches to a happy one, he's adorable, and he's all yours.

Shouto

Heavy, so heavy in fact that he's almost knocking the air out of your lungs. It's his favorite way of sleeping, like this on top of you, with his arms securely around your form and his face buried deep in the crook of your neck.

_ "Shouto." you call out gently with a smile plastered on your face, but the only response you get is a muffled whine as he nuzzles you deeper, so you try again.

_ "Hmm, what?" he finally responds, although without moving a muscle.

Is he aware of the hard bulge nudging your thigh? Most likely not, why else would he be so relaxed?

It's frustrating really, you want to feel more but are stuck underneath his weight and it's becoming a real torture.

Your fingers travel down his sides until they reach the hem of his boxers and slide into the black colored garment to cup his plumy butt.

It's so soft and smooth that you cannot help the giggle escaping your mouth just thinking about the position you're in right now.

There is no reaction from him though, so you take it up a notch and pinch him lightly.

_ "Ow! What? Huh.." his eyes are wide open now, and the look he's giving you is no deeper than a purely confused one, but suddenly, a blush appears upon his cheeks as he finally felt your palms on his buttocks, "what are you doing?"

_ "What are you doing? This right here keeps poking my leg." you roll your hips deliberately and wait for him to respond.

He doesn't for a moment, eyes roaming your face and blush growing deeper, but then he sits up abruptly while still staring at you.

He's blinking the sleep away, a little pout on his lips and hair pointing to every direction while his ass is in full display, it's almost comical to be frank, if not for the tantalizing beauty overpowering his goofy demeanor.

_ "Do you want to?" and he doesn't give you time to respond as he gently pushes your legs apart and settles between them.

_ "Of course I do." and your confident attitude suddenly disappears as you answer quietly while averting your gaze, but his mismatched irises stay on you when he peels off his boxers and strokes the flimsy fabric of your panties before pushing them to the side and slowly pressing the raging hardness into you.

A loud whimper leaves you both, and your fingers fly to grip onto the soft bedsheets underneath yourself, while his keep a firm hold of your quivering thighs as he rolled his hips against you.

He's moving slowly, and deeply, so deep in fact that a familiar heat is already settling in your guts. He leans in to capture your lips, taking your breath away and flipping your insides with just a kiss, as always.

He picks up the pace, thrusting harder and faster as his kisses travel to trace every inch of your face and neck, "I'm so close honey.." his whine brushes your reddened ear and sends a shiver up your spine.

_ "Me too, Shouto, I can't!" you thread your fingers through his soft hair and pull on it weakly as the knot in your belly finally snaps.

You arch off the bed and scream his name while his pulsing cock kisses your cervix and coats your walls with its warm load.

His twitching balls slam against your butt and your name leaves his lips in a growl before he finally slows down to a halt and collapses on top of you.

_ "I'm sleepy again." he chuckles languidly and nuzzles your neck whilst his eyes are closing again.

_ "Then let's go back to sleep." you kiss the top of his head and encase him in your arms before giving in to slumber yourself.

Kirishima

A loving gaze and a wide smile are adorning your face as you take in your boyfriend's peaceful expression.

His breathing is steady and body is relaxed, all but a growing stiffness under your palm as you slowly massage his cock from under the sheets.

_ "Umm.. ugh, sweetheart." he mumbles softly but his eyes are still shut, and it makes you wonder if he's having a salacious dream about you, because it wouldn't be the first time he does.

You lean down to capture his lips while your hand moves faster on him, and you smirk mischievously as he groans into the kiss and bucks his hips faintly to meet your touch.

Even in his unconscious state, he is still lively and you find it adorable.

_ "Eijiro, honey, how long are you planning on ignoring me?" you whisper between gentle pecks to his cheeks, eyes, and scrunched up nose until he's finally looking at you through a hazy gaze, and you give him no time to react as you straddle him at once and press down on his throbbing bulge.

_ "I'm.. I'm up!" his body tenses, and hands grasp onto your thighs as a beaming expression finds its way to his face.

_ "Good." you giggle excitedly and prop yourself enough to pull his boxers down along with your panties and pump his cock with one hand while flattening the other on his chest before slowly sinking into him with a seductive moan leaving your lips.

_ "Ah! Babe, you feel so good." his large hands grip onto your waist as you start bouncing on top of him, this position is driving you both insane as he's reaching deeper than ever before.

His eyes roam your luscious figure and he groans watching the way you fucked yourself on his cock, he reaches out to cup your bouncy breasts and fondle the perky nipples, you want more, and for this feeling to never end, but you're already getting exhausted and your thighs are starting to burn.

_ "Eijiro, my legs.."

_ "I got it beautiful." and he instantly sits up to cradle your butt cheeks and takes control, moving you up and down on him while his lips latch on to your bust and suck on the hardened teats.

Your nails scratch on his arms and neck as you're nearly overwhelmed with the otherworldly pleasure this man is drowning you in, "Eijiro, keep going sweetie, keep going please!"

He does as instructed, hips snapping to meet yours while he pounded you into oblivion.

His mouth leaves your breasts to place kisses on your shoulders and collarbone, sinking his sharp teeth into your flesh when a splintering orgasm shakes you both to the core.

His hips stutter as a ring of your essence and his circles the base of his cock.

Your head rests on his shoulder and your body falls limp as a dumb smile lifts the corners of your mouth, "that was.. it was.. it felt so good."

He giggles happily and wraps his arms securely around your frame, "it really did, shall we take a shower now?"

_ "In a minute, just keep holding me for a bit longer." you do realize how spoiled you just sounded, but really, all you need right now is to be in his embrace.

_ "You got it love." and Eijiro would do anything you ask of him, that's how much he loves you.

Divider by @/saradika

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crybaby-bkg · 6 months

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after a shower, you usually like to lay in the bed naked for a while. you forgo the towel because, damnit, you’re in your own home now with your two pro hero boyfriends. you’re more protected than you would’ve ever imagined.

it’s become a routine between you all though, one no one usually protests. it can either end in naked cuddling or something more, and it’s fine with you either way. nobody really complains except Bakugou, but you know that it’s only because he wants to lay in the middle secretly.

as you lay in bed, air drying after your shower and scrolling on your phone, you hear the door open. you can hear Kiri and Bakugou talking amongst themselves, probably surprised that they had gotten off at the same time before they start seeking you out. and what a sight they’re greeted to.

Kirishima grins automatically, hurriedly taking off his mask before he dives for the bed. you screech when you see his hulking form damn near flying over you before he lands on you, knocking the breath from your lungs. you can hear Bakugou chiding him about almost breaking the fucking bed, and your own protests are smothered in his hairy chest and your own giggling.

by the time Kiri rolls off of you, he’s already started shimmying out of his pants and kicking them off. you roll on your side to watch him, grinning and laughing all the while, hearing Bakugou bump about in the bathroom.

In seconds, is Kirishima naked, despite still being covered in grime and soot. he drags you into his embrace even though your protests are smothered once more. both of your fronts are pressed together and you wiggle your arm out to wrap around his neck.

“Why are you naked?” Bakugou asks with a frown when he emerges, standing in his own boxers with his hands on his hips. you look over your shoulder at him and he’s so obvious to read.

“Just showered.” You mumble against the thickness of Kiri’s biceps pressing into your mouth, grinning. Bakugou clicks his tongue at you before rolling his eyes to the redhead.

“What’s your excuse?” He directs to Kiri next, who smushes his cheek against your own and squeezes you even closer.

“You know how much I love skin to skin, Kat.” He says with a wistful sigh, making you chuckle softly. Bakugou only snorts before he strips out of his own boxers and starts climbing into the bed behind you.

“Not a damn baby,” he grumbles, despite how he pulls you both in to cradle you against him. Kirishima pecks you both on the lips, proclaiming,

“You’re both my babies.” He whispers. Bakugou kicks him in the shin, and you know it’s because he must be flushed all the way down to his chest. you can only laugh, and squeeze your boys even closer to you.

#I wrote this Tuesday but couldn’t word it right lol #school is whooping me ass already #not even in week two yet smh my head #—new treat in the streets! 🍫#krbk treats! 🍬

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tomieafterdark · 1 year

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“feeding on humans gone wrong 18+”

masterlist & part two

pairing: neutral!kirishima x dom!bakugo x succubus!reader, all of them are aged up 21+

summary: succubus!reader is used to stealing mens sexual energy by visiting them at night and dominating them..this time she visits a new world where the humans have quirks which she didn’t seem to notice until it’s too late…

cw: succubus reader has afab like body, non-con, squirting, oral (m receiving), anal, use of the words slut, whore, demon-slut, humiliation, reader has sensitive reader has horns, wings and a tail, spanking, penetrative sex (vaginal and anal), using quirks during sex, a little blood (reader and Bakugo get mild scratches), mentions of handjob, cussing, reader gets stuck at some point.

⚠️ DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS IF YOU ARE A MINOR. BY CONTINUING TO READ, YOU CONSENT TO VIEWING ADULT CONTENT AND THE DARK CONTENT STATED IN CONTENT WARNING ⚠️

last disclaimer: I’m not a writer or have any experience with this (it’s my first official smut) so be understanding if there’s errors or something, I’m just doing this as a newfound hobby 😵‍💫

your pov: looking for something to eat

You were practically starving, it took you pretty long to find a new world with new fresh healthy humans to feed on. Your last version of earth was full of tired people obsessed with their phones and all sorts of unhealthy apps, they had no life force. You’re walking in the dark, pretty annoyed at the fact that you had arrived here at such a bad time. Most of these humans must be asleep, and the neighbourhood seems so clean you can’t seem to find any night clubs. You continue to walk past the apartments and suddenly your little succubus heart flutters, your eyes light up. That smell..it smells so healthy and strong. Whatever or whoever it is, they must have a lot of life force. “jack-fucking-pot” you think to yourself with the most mischievous smile and fly up to the window where the smell seems to be coming from.

There’s not much to hide behind, the other windows have plants or other crap you could hide behind but not this one. You try your best to peep without getting caught. You’re glad this window is open, hopefully they keep it like that before going to sleep. You see two men, in their twenties. They look tall and strong. You should’ve noticed they’re stronger than other humans you’ve encountered, but you’re so hungry for energy it goes right over your head. You’re smiling to yourself as you watch them interact, the more you see the more intrigued you get. This is going to be your best meal in a while. Little did you know this meal really would be the best but not in ways you had expected.

their pov: just another evening

“THIS GAME SUCKS” Bakugo yells as he throws the controller to the wall. Fact was it didn’t suck he just lost for the 5th time while Kirishima didn’t lose once. “Let’s just go to sleep Bakugo” Kirishima says “it’s 12am” as he walks out of the room. Bakugo cusses to himself and lays down, slowly falling asleep. “What a dumb game” he mutters while falling asleep.

your pov: heart eyes

You’re absolutely infatuated with both their scents and energies, so when the blonde one fell asleep you quickly go in through his window. He has so much passion in him, his energy reminds you of fire and explosions. Little did you know this version of earth has people with quirks, and his fire and explosions quirk is a good match for you. You sit on his lap for a bit and grind on his dick, he reacts in his sleep with a small grunt. You put a sleeping spell on him so he doesn’t wake up because frankly you didn’t want to be bothered this time. Your spell has worked every time in the other version of earth with the other weak willed humans, this should be no difference. You smile and get on your knees, unbuckling his belt and quickly pulling pants and boxers down. Normally you’d tease the hell out of his dick but you’re so hungry you just put it all in, taking his entire length in making yourself gag as it grows in your mouth quickly. “Wow this one has so much energy in him” you think excitedly not noticing him waking up, staring at you with glaring eyes. You only notice once he grabs you by the hair saying “what the fuck is-“ your eyes light up in fear. His eyes are red glowing crimson, you knew he was strong but what the actual fuck is this? The spell didn’t work on him? He grabs your hair harder this time and it almost hurts, he raises his voice at you this time “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” You panic because you’re not supposed to get exposed, humans can not find out you’re a succubus or that your kind even exists…his tone is calmer this time “what kind of costume are you wearing, it can’t be a quirk no one has demon quirks” he looks annoyed, like he wants to just go back to sleep but he obviously won’t let go until he has some answers. You’re still quiet, trying to come up with an excuse. “What are you then? Some weird sex demon wannabe who just goes and harasses people in their sleep?” “No-no no I’m not..sorry I thought you were someone else” you whimper, your whole face is blushing. His eyes are so penetrating it’s hard to look into them, his whole energy is so big and takes up all the space in the room. Your height difference isn’t making it better or the fact that he is so fit and attractive. He grabs your horns, they’re sensitive and you try so hard to not moan. He inspects it all, pulls and grabs on your wings and tail too. You’re praying to the lord of demons he doesn’t find out what you are, because if he does you’re in biiig trouble. The look of realisation on his face tells you its no use praying or hoping, he doesn’t seem scared but the second he puts his guard down a bit you sprint towards his window but he catches you halfway and closes it. You try to move and use your powers to break the window but it’s no use. You’re stuck.

Bakugo’s pov: I have a sex demon stuck in my window

He stares at you now that you’re stuck, your skirt is hiked up and your thong barely covers anything. He has no idea that stare of his sends shivers down your spine, even like this. He sits down for a minute making sense of everything, he is still mad you woke him up from his sleep. “I don’t really care what you are, but you woke me up from my sleep and on top of that my dick is hard and since it’s your fault you’re not leaving until you fix it. You hear me?“ he didn’t hear you reply so he spanked your plump ass and pulled on your wings which made you scream, you instantly replied “Y-Yes” in a defeated voice. He had noticed earlier inspecting you that your tail wings and horns were very sensitive, he’d definitely use that to his advantage. He went down on his knees, spreading your legs further. “The succubus slut is already wet, but she can get wetter” he thought to himself as he got up and pulled your tail next to get a reaction. He noticed you were resisting so he pulled even harder, he noticed it made your pussy flutter but no noise. “This slutty little hole is clearly wanting to be filled up” he says, putting a finger on your clit while starting to circle it. Bakugo can hear you moaning lightly..”so you’re not so different from a human girl, the clit is one of your sweet spots too and gets you moaning..” he thinks to himself. He can feel himself getting even more turned on from this situation, his dick is practically aching for your succubus pussy. Your energy is naturally pulling him in, your beautiful shades of magenta, purple, black and dark red are intoxicating even for the most strong willed humans. His mind is starting to race more, your whimpers getting louder from him playing with your clit are not helping. He aligns his tip with your entrance, teasing it. He notices your pussy fluttering whenever he does, but you’re crying out “no please don’t do it, not when I’m not in control. I won’t get any energy from this”. He doesn’t give a fuck what you’re saying to be honest, you harassed him first now you’re begging to not be fucked while you’re not in control? Screw that, he grabs a fist full of your ass with one hand and grabs your tail with the other and slams his dick into you.

your pov: I’m seeing stars

“AAah FUUCK” you cry out. You have had many dicks in your lifetime but this is something else. You’re trying your best to gain control but for you this is a mental thing, you were already mentally weak before from being so hungry but his energy itself is so strong it’s pushing away any spells and telepathy you are sending to dominate him. He is ramming into you at an unforgiving pace you’re practically seeing stars, you can sense his stamina. It’s insane, no way he is a human. You’re crying out and trying to regain control, struggling but it just makes him more aggressive. “You fucking whore” he smiles mischievously “you can try all you want but I’m just getting started”. Your pussy is tightening so hard around him, you panic thinking “fucking shit- I can’t let him win” as you try to scratch him with your tail. To your surprise it works, it hits his face and it bleeds. Even his blood is an angry shade of red. It angers him you sense his energy turning dark and a second later you’re spanked with what feels like..fire? It’s so painful and he keeps going until you bleed, the palm of his hand seems to have literal fire and explosions. You glance back and see it. There’s fire coming out of his hands, he is controlling it… “I thought you were human what the fuck is this” you cry out, feeling your legs giving up. “I am human you idiot, now shut up and take this dick properly. I know you’re resisting for whatever dumb reason of yours but I will fuck your little holes all night with no mercy. You might as well have fun with me” his voice was deeper and lower when he said this, he sounded serious and it scared you. How much energy were you going to lose from this shit?? You barely had any. He said holes even not hole..fuck was he planning to fuck your ass? That’s your real weak spot.

Bakugo’s pov: did you just squirt on my dick

He notices you are resisting less, he keeps pounding into you with no mercy as before but is more observant of you. “Now that the whore has calmed down maybe she’ll give in, I’d like to tire her out and get her out of this window. I’m tired of this position”. Bakugo feels your pussy practically sucking him in, it’s like a void it keeps dragging him into it. He also feels it tightening more, especially when he teases your asshole with his fingers. “Kirishima is gonna love this succubus slut, better prepare her ass for later” he thinks while smirking. “So the little slut likes her asshole played with too?” he laughs in a condescending tone. Your reply is just cries and trying to resist but all you get from that is a more condescending and sarcastic reply. “Don’t worry pretty, I’ll give you what you want” is the last thing he says before putting his finger into your ass. “Fuck it’s tight…” He almost got lost in the moment but water splashing down from your shaking legs grab his attention instead. “Did you just squirt on my dick?“ he says smiling. He fucks you through it to make you squirt a second time, keeping his eyes on your face making sure you’re tired enough to be brought to the bed, and you are.

your pov: tasting his blood

He carries you to the bed, finally you think. That was starting to get painful. You’re so tired you nearly faint. He notices it, and stares into your eyes. “I can’t fuck you when you’re this tired you know. I want to hear you scream and be present when I dominate you beyond your comprehension, what else do you feed on?” You’re so tired but you manage to weakly get out “blood”. He bites his finger, it bleeds and he puts it in your mouth. “Suck on it” he commands. You suck on it while maintaining eye contant. You can sense he gets turned on from it, your head game is no joke. You do it in silence but the energetic tension speaks for itself, it’s intense to say the least. His blood has so much youthful strong energy you get back on your feet pretty quickly but he must have noticed because he quickly pulls away and tells you “No that’s enough. Bend over now I’m not done with your ass”. The little energy you got back gives you enough strength to be bratty and resist, instead you try to bend him over instead. He uses his quirk to mildly burn you which catches you off guard, seconds later you’re under him with him glaring into your pink eyes. “Stop playing games you really think you can dominate me? I’m on my way to become the top hero no one is stronger than me” the hero part catches you off guard but before you have the time to ask he rips your skirt and underwear off. He pulls up his phone after and starts texting someone.

Kirishima’s pov: a text from Bakugo

*pling* He wakes up from the sound of a text, all his notifications are off but this was sent as an emergency text. It reads “come into my room”. That’s weird. He walk towards Bakugos door and before he walks in he hears muffled whimpers. He doesn’t know what to make of the sounds but when he opens the door he is in an even greater shock. Bakugo has some girl tied to his bed ass up face down, she seems to be in some realistic succubus costume. “Bro what the fuck is this-“ “Relax dude” Bakugo says. Then he explains everything that happened up until now, Kirishima can barely believe his ears. He walks up to the succubus on the bed, her eyes look angry. He looks towards Bakugo and asks “hey man are you sure this is okay, she seems angry won’t her demon friends come for us” but Bakugo seems calm. The succubus looks so beautiful, Kirishima can’t deny that. He’d be lying through his teeth if he said he doesn’t want to fuck her silly, if he said he doesn’t want to bottom out in her and turn her into a toy for his and Bakugos pleasure, to cum inside her pretty little holes, fill her with cum to the brim, eat the cum out of her and fuck some more into her.

Your pov: spitroasted

You’re laying on the bed feeling mildly humiliated but mostly turned on, that idiot blonde kept wrestling you and somehow got you held down like this. The new guy that had just come in was way nicer, his energy was very yummy too but you had a feeling the blonde wouldn’t let you have his friends energy either, he had previously told his friend all about you when he had walked in. For a succubus to get the energy they’d need to dominate the person or have consent to take the energy. You could do neither right now…”Aaah fu-mhhghhh” while you were thinking about all that they both put their dicks in you. The blonde one shoved his length down your mouth while his friend instantly bottomed out in your pussy. Your eyes were telling it all, lit up with a million emotions, fear, anger, lust, passion and Bakugo’s eyes were looking right back into you with pure raw dominant, lustfully evil energy. It was as his eyes were saying all the things he’d do to you later and that you had no choice but to let him. So condescending, you glare at him but his eyes get darker and it’s almost as if he’s telepathically degrading you as he starts thrusting into your mouth. He pulls on your horns while he smirks at you slyly. Kirishima is so fucking big and he bottoms out in you every time, your pussy is so wet each thrust is loud with squelching sounds. You’re getting used to his size, your face starts relaxing again. Maybe you can get your control back now and drain their energy. You didn’t notice but Bakugo doesn’t let his eyes off you and for sure he noticed you were getting your control back, signalled to Kirishima and suddenly he gets bigger inside you and the pace gets absolutely brutal. Bakugo laughs in your face “you didn’t think I’d notice that? Such a dumb slut. I’d think you’d be smarter knowing you’re a demon, you’re way older than us”. You’re crying out and trying to cuss but he keeps your head in place with your horns and any attempt turns into more pleasure on both ends, fuck you really got yourself in trouble this time. You can feel the redheads pace switch up, it’s getting sloppier. Bakugo grabs your chin to look up at him while bottoming out in your throat. “Look at me whore” and as you do he pulls out and your hand grabs him to jerk him off by instinct, it catches him off guard but lets a smile out of him. You jerk him off begging to get his sexual energy when he cums, “please can I?? I promise I’ll be good and not resist” you say this with puppy eyes hoping he’ll budge. “Fine” he says. You wrap your pretty lips around him and almost suck the soul out of him (quite literally). Bakugo looks speechless it even catches Kirishimas attention who was way too focused on his own high a second ago. Before Kirishima says anything, Bakugo tells him to do the same thing he did. When kirishima gives you his verbal consent to take his sexual energy when he cums inside you, suddenly your eyes turn dark red instead of pink. You get stronger, using the energy you got from Bakugo earlier and in a split second you’re riding Kirishima. Your pussy has a life on its own when your succubus powers activate more properly, your aura changes to wild untamed beast and they get the taste of a strong succubus in this moment. Kirishima feels so good, he is way too big but that’s just better. More fun and more energy for you. You’re dragging your walls against his hard dick, it’s actually rock hard you don’t know why or how because you’ve never had dick like this in the human realms. His energy is so healthy, you’re so lost in riding you don’t even notice he came you just keep riding and riding. He is hitting every spot inside you, it’s like your pussy is reaching into his soul for more energy and it works. His dick gets rock hard again, ready for more. You look back at Bakugo who looks even more excited, you bend over while continuing to slowly ride Kirishima and spread you ass. Looking Bakugo in the eyes you say “Since you both gave me your energy, come fuck my ass while he fucks my pussy”.

I finished this in two hours I got tired as hell towards the end, sorry if it’s rushed.

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down4denki · 8 months

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Pantythief!Kirishima consumes my waking thoughts…

Because he’s such a sweet boy. The perfect guy roommate. You feel so safe and protected with your big, strong guard-dog guy friend sleeping next door to you. He’s relatively clean and appreciates every household task you do around the apartment. He’s respectful, never makes you feel uncomfortable when you’re walking around in your little pajamas in the morning sipping your coffee and watering the plants. He doesn’t bring random girls home ever… at first it was odd to you that a pro hero as cute at Eijiro never had one night stands but the more you got to know him you realized it just wasn’t a very him thing to do. He was just so good.

Except for the dirty little habit he’d picked up since you moved in.

You were just so pretty and trusted him so much. So sweet. Your cute little smile. Your soft hands. Your angelic voice. It was too much and as strong of a man as he was, it was too tempting.

He always noticed the cute little panties you’d flit around the house in on early mornings while you sipped your coffee and watered your plants. He knew every pair by heart. He loved the boyshorts most of all. The way they hugged your round ass, perfectly plump and toned… the way they rode up and wedgied between the two perfect fat mounds of your ass made his head fuzzy and his cock twitch in his boxers as he leaned against the counter and watched you bend to water a low plant.

After a long week of patrols and reports, his favorite day of the week finally came around. Wednesday was his day off, and even though he wanted to sleep in more than anything, he was not one to miss opportunity when it was given. You slipped into your morning shower at exactly 6:05, throwing off your oversized tshirt and a pair of lacy red boyshorts and dropping them into the hamper by the door. By 6:34 you are out the door and off to do your morning patrol. And at 6:35 the red lacy panties had found their new spot resting on Kiri’s face while he lay starfished in his bed, cock aching against his gray sweatpants.

He loved Wednesdays because he could take his time. He’d inhale your scent until he was dizzy, sometimes sucking on the slightly damp sticky fabric that had been pressed to your sweet little cunt only minutes prior… like he is right now. Groaning into the fabric. Hands twitching to reach for his rock hard bulge and free it from its confines. Brows furrowed in frustration and need as his spit mixes with the slick left on your panties from the night before… what had you so wet? Had you touched yourself in these? Were you thinking about someone? Was it him? He likes to imagine it was… your sweet little fingers slipping over that sensitive little nub, your other hand clamped over your mouth so your roomy doesn’t hear the lewd noises that threaten to spew from your lips…

His hips begin to buck into the air as he imagines you sitting on his face- his tongue delving deep into your needy, dripping cunt while he laps up your juices. He imagines how tight you’d clench around his fat digits as he stretches you and preps you for his ungodly-large cock- so big he’s sure your eyes would go wide if you ever finally asked for it. He imagines you begging for it. Begging for him to split you open.

He whines into the fabric now, unable to wait any longer as he frees himself from his sweatpants, cock rock hard and too heavy to stay upright and instead slaps his lower abs with a heavy thud as it springs free. He takes it in his hand, circling and swirling the tip with his finger like he imagines you’d do with your cute little tongue. He whimpers at the thought; a nasally, breathy sound as he imagines your eyes looking up at him as you taste him for the first time. You’re so fucking pretty like this, he thinks to himself.

His hand glides down his shaft, squeezing tight while his other hand massages his big, heavy balls. His breath becomes ragged as he strokes himself, replaying the sound of your voice over and over in his head. What had you talked about in your sleepy voice this morning while he poured your coffee? The trill of your laugh when the two of you laid on the couch late last night and watched crappy horror movies… fuck. He’s not going to last long…

It’s so good he can almost hear you calling his name right now… like an angel. His hand moves faster, taking the fabric from his face and fisting his cock vigorously now. He imagines the look of surprise on your face if he’d take you from behind while you bend to water a plant, just slipping his cock in and pulling your panties to the side. The feeling of your manicured nails digging into his forearms as you steady yourself and clench around his cock. The squelching sound your pussy would make as he fucked you relentlessly, all of this built up tension finally coming to fruition. And you’d want it too. You’d want him. Your pretty little pussy fluttering as it strains to take him but sucking him on all the same.

“Eijiro? You oka-….” You stop mid sentence as your eyes fall upon the sweaty, flushed giant of a man pumping his cock laid on his bed. His tip an angry red, veins bulging… your eyes go wide when you see how long and girthy he is. Could I even fit all that? You think to yourself, as his eyes open, a new deep shade of red flushes his cheeks. He takes in your shocked face… it’s exactly like he’d imagined it.

“Ah! I’m sorry! I just had a shoot this morning down the street… I told you that this morn-… are those my panties?” You say, going from embarrassed to confused.

Kirishima doesn’t say a word, his hand stilled on his cock as he looks up at you in disbelief. He doesn’t know what to do or say. He’s sure you’ll move out now. Maybe even get a restraining order…

“Kiri… you’re such a sweet little perv… you been stealing my panties like that this whole time?” You coo, taking a step into the room and his heart pounds so hard he might die. You notice the spit and slick coating his lips and chin, the wet spot on the red lace lingerie wrapped around his dick… “You wanna taste me, Eiji? I’ve been soaking through these ones since I saw you in those gray sweats this morning…”

#andthenhediesandgoestoheaven #yourpussyissotightyouhavehimwhimpering #hes drooling and babbling #fucking into you like he’s never fucked before #we also love virgin Kiri #all Kiri’s matter #i need him biblically #kirishima eijirou #bnha kirishima #kirishima smut #kirishima eijiro x reader

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yanderenightmare · 1 year

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this doesn’t need to be a full story I’d just love to see some of scummy kirishima trying to refrain himself from forcing himself on his darling but she makes it .. so hard

BNHA ! THIRST

Kirishima Eijirou x darling

TW: NSFW, yandere, noncon/dubcon, misogyny, prohero au, inappropriate thoughts in the office…

I took liberties - made darling a supervisor-type from the Hero Commission fsr

It's as though every inch of you begs him to pounce. From the free-fall of crispy-done curls that cascade down around your shoulder to the perfectly placed red-lined lips you smack once talking down to him about proper hero protocol and the subsequent punishments that follow insubordination and how you'll have his license revoked if he doesn't start playing by the Hero Public Safety Commissions rules.

You make him want to gather your expensive haircut in a tight-knit fist – smudge all that red over your pretty face when taking his cock so far down your bratty throat you choke on all the prissy words kept on your tongue for him.

Strutting in that tight black pencil skirt that cinches your small waist – making it look so perfectly receptacle for his large hands – above those firm hips and those doughy thighs he wants nothing more but to squeeze into and make jiggle as he buries himself deep between them. You make his balls itch every time you stomp away from him – with the cruelly tall peekaboo slit splitting your skirt open – teasing him with every loud step you take in those slick black stilettos - showing ankles and legs and knees and thighs, up and up but not far up enough to quench the feral hunger it edges deep down in his gut.

He'd shuffle on his knees – bite his knuckles in restraint – all to cop a feel of that ass and how you sway it with the same sass of an alley-cat. He can imagine it receiving his greedy hands so well – letting him carve in so far he might see his fingers completely swallowed in the fat. Leave his handprint in stinging welts that make you weep for kindness, bent over his lap with your wrists in his fist – only to be answered by his sharp teeth sinking deep into the supple flesh – making you scream.

You don't make it easy for him… being so tiny and snatchable. It would be the easiest thing – to take and tame you – to pull your much smaller body right off your feet and push you tight against the nearest wall – all your important documents on the floor beneath his dirty boots as you take his cock between your ribs and choke on the moan it gives you.

He can barely listen when you berate him – telling him his pay will be redacted if he doesn’t try harder at keeping the wreckage of private and government buildings to a minimum – unable to block out all the impure thoughts that go bubbling from his balls, making his throat tight as you stand there so primly in your glossy silk shirt with buttons so flimsy he bet they'd pop off on the slightest little tug. He imagines it as you continue your rant – your finger pointed at him strictly, and all he’s able to think about is how your breasts would spill out and he’d get to see whatever chic lace brazier you have on underneath.

Gnashing his teeth together, gritting them tight at how painful his boner is, kept inside the strict confines of his boxers while he imagines chewing on the pretty pearls you keep around your throat – thinking about tugging the necklace tight in a strangle, making you squeak and groan as he pounds you harder and harder from behind.

He bets only one of his big hands in your hair would have you completely humbled. Bet you'd cower in cries and do exactly whatever he'd tell you in fear of having your pretty body hurt.

He bet he'd get away with it, too – that's the worst part – that the crime he wants to commit the most is one without consequence. He'll think about it until his abdomen feels like it's about to burst – until his head's so hot and pounding it hurts, and he might very well blackout and give into all of it without further thought.

It would be as easy as pulling on a ski mask. He knows exactly how he’d do it – has your entire routine mapped out and knows exactly what empty building is still under construction in exactly what shortcut you go through to reach your apartment. Knows exactly which slab of still dusty concrete he could bend you over and push your little tear-stained face down against – watching the chub of your cheek squish against the cold stone as you moan on hot cries and plead out fruitless whimpers for his mercy.

He imagines taking his sweet time with you – getting you real nice and ready for him, playing slippery patterns between your folds where he has your feet kicked apart in a spread. He'd rest his pained and pulsating meat between the valley of your asscheeks as you shake and whine – rubbing against the soft plush skin with a rumble in his chest until you're perfectly puffy and wet for him – tight cunt suckling lewdly on three of his fat gravely fingers stuffed inside it.

He knows you don't get around much – knows you're too busy and otherwise too stingy to let any random person fuck you, so he can only imagine how sweet and sensitive you'd be for him – so needy for the attention, you'd probably start cheering him on once feeling how good he stretches your cock-starved pussy out.

He imagines your moans are real girly, too – that you'd squeal so nicely once split apart on him. And how your thighs would quake, receiving every inch of his length inside you – toes curling in your stilettos once he's completely bottomed out – nudging his fat cockhead right up against your cervix.

You’d clench on his shaft – milk him for cum – desperate for it.

And he’d give it to you – paint your walls thick with it – cream your tight little cunt so full of it you’d moan out the prettiest breathless thank you as it spills in beady pills down your thighs into your expensive power-heels – properly put in your place.

tip-jar: Kofi

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hxyleswritesthings · 1 year

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Kiribaku x reader (part 2???)

Authors note: ok, this isn't an exact part two and it's only lightly edited so don't kill me!! It's another little snippet into their life. I'd love to find a name to tag all of these little blurbs so they're easier to find, so if anyone has any suggestions let me know!

Warnings! A little smutty, Bakugou's a cock block. Enjoy! :')

You whine sleepily as you feel Bakugou get out of bed, missing the warmth on the other side of you. Bakugou huffs, leaning down to press a few kisses to your forehead, raspy morning voice mumbling a “quit your whinin',” before he pads to the other side of the bed to do the same to his boyfriend. He leaves you two in bed to go take a shower and get ready for patrol

You huff as you hear him leave, not even opening your eyes as you simply roll over to snuggle into Kirishima’s chest. The redhead, now awake, simply pulls the duvet over you more and wraps his arms around you snuggly, trailing a hand up and down your spine. It's quiet for a few minutes before you finally stir awake again, pulling back to rub the sleep from your eyes and peering up to find Kiri already looking down at you. “You're a lot grumpier in the mornings than I would've guessed,” he teases, corners of his lips turning up. You just grumble something under your breath, hiding your face between his pecs.

It's not long before he has you laying on top of him, hands firmly resting on your hips as he slots his lips against yours. The kiss was unhurried, allowing you to make it whatever you want. You sigh into his mouth, carding your fingers through his long hair. You take your time kissing each other, hands lazily exploring each other before you nibble on his bottom lip, and find yourself suddenly flipped onto your back with a squeal.

"You are fucking perfect,” he breathes, peppering kisses up your stomach. He stops once he reaches your chest, lips wrapping around a nipple to suck gently.

You release a breathy moan, heart racing as he sucks, his teeth gently grazing you before he pulls away with a pop. He looks up to meet your eyes, pupils blown with lust and lips curled into a smirk. You squirm some under his gaze, accidentally letting out a small gasp as he presses his hips to yours again, pinning you down to the bed. You felt your whole body on fire under his gaze, cheeks flushed and heart ready to pound out of your chest at the tension between you two.

He breaks moments later, leaning back down to lick over your other nipple, biting it gently before pulling off and trailing kisses back down your stomach. He finds himself between your thighs, sucking a mark into your skin as your breathing picks up. He works his way up, finger hooking into your panties to tug them down. He does so slowly, clearly not in any rush as he savors the way you're staring down at him, trying and failing to wiggle your hips that he's still holding down firmly. You release a desperate whine before he finally tugs them off you fully, tossing them somewhere on the floor.

He peers up at you, “Baby, if you want something, all you've gotta do is ask. Gonna have to use your words.” He's smug about it too, allowing your need to fuel his own ego.

“Eiji,” you breathe, gnawing on your lower lip as he just quirks a brow up expectantly. “Eiji please, need to cum.” He grins at your words, deciding to play nice and not make you beg any more for it before he finally dips his head down.

“So wet for me baby,” he groans, nose nudging at your clit as he licks up your slit, moaning into you. “Fuuckk, baby -”

“Alright love birds,” Bakugou’s gruff voice rings out from the doorway, cutting Kirishima off and making you jump in surprise. Kiri has half a mind to keep going but he manages to pull away, lifting his head as you both turn to look at the blonde. Bakugou walks further into the room, muscled body on display as he's clad in nothing but his boxers. He steps to the dresser to start pulling clothes out and getting dressed, only glancing at you two over his shoulder to speak. “As much as I'd love to watch, I hate to remind you both that Eijirou will be late for patrol if he doesn't get his ass in the shower.”

You're bright red at this point from getting caught, giggling as Kirishima groans, resting his head on your thigh for a moment before reluctantly getting up and heading out to get ready for the day.

#kirishima fluff #kirishima eijirou #mha smut #kirishima smut #bakugou smut #bakugou fluff #kiribaku x you #kiribaku x y/n #kiribaku x reader #kiribaku #bakugou katsuki

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