experimenting with my style a bit! 🥰
it's always back to him~~ ❤️ as always, I miss drawing and posting on here! hopefully sometime soon I can come back or revamp or something 💞 Have a great week everyone!
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Yes, I'm a fan of My Hero Academia and Hawks is one of my favorite characters so I had to give him some love. This took 2 days to complete, sorry I'm not very quick with my art, but regardless I'm happy with the final product! 👍
Also the WIP. I tend to shade the sketches just to make things stand out easier ready for lining.
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“she say im obsessed w thick women and i agree.” k. takami.
keigo is a fiend for chubby women.
especially tall ones—whew he’s a SLUT for ‘em.
he’s a smaller guy, so when you walked up to him the first time in the coffee shop declaring how big of a fan you were and you just towered over him—his brain completely shut off.
keigo barely heard you begging for his autograph from the way his face was directly in your chest.
god, you smelled so good.
“shit, i don’t have any paper—oh!”
your face lit up when he scribbled his name and number on the protective heat ring around your warm mocha. keigo didn’t even realized he’d barely spoken until you had thanked him with a warm smile and scurried out, mumbling something about how you were late for work.
you wouldn’t leave his mind that entire week. he just silently waited for you to text him, growing more anxious when you didn’t.
when the first text of yours that rung through his phone was a photo of your smiling face and those perfect tits glistening in the sun with the caption “come over <3”, keigo knew he didn’t stand a chance.
and he was right, your body drove him to clinical insanity.
within 10 minutes of entering your apartment, your slick was dripping down his chin as you rode his face without a care in the world, that same smile still intact.
keigo had already creamed his pants twice, but could you really blame him?
you treated him like he was a toy just for your personal pleasure, like he was good for nothing more than making you cum.
yet you were so delicate, muttering apologizes anytime when you thought you were too rough with him.
but honestly? he wishes you were rougher.
when he guided your shaking hand to his hair, silently giving you permission to tug, your smile almost split your face.
keigo was only for you.
oh, and when you finally got around to riding his cock? he just sat and took it, not being able to choke out anything more than a whine at your movements, you took his cock like it was a mission, he was almost scared.
“ffuck-”
“my pretty little thing—shit, so g-good for me.”
he was more than happy to give you what you wanted when you asked him to cum inside. he could help but let a few tears slip when you scratched his back in the place where his wings used to be.
you made keigo so sensitive.
even while riding him, you loomed over him, and it made his cock so, so much harder. he wanted to be wrapped up in your body all the time.
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