Izuku Midoriya Who Holds Your Legs Together Against His Chest With One Arm While He Bullies His Cock

Izuku Midoriya who holds your legs together against his chest with one arm while he bullies his cock into you. The head of him stretching you so wide it's hard to breathe, but he knows you can take it because you have so many times before. Izuku who fucks into you like you're going to slip away from him at any second. He’s holding your legs so tightly to his chest before he gets impatient and grabs ahold of your hip so that he can shove you down on his cock as he thrusts, needing to be buried so deep inside of you that you'll never forget he was there. Every inch of him leaves you gasping for air. Your eyes threaten to roll into the back of your skull but you don't dare to look away from your monster of a husband, whose eyes glow with the promise of ruin.

“Keep your eyes on me, I’m not even close to done with you yet.”

literally dusa my brain has been rewired 🥴🥴 inching along the floor like a worm 🥴 thinking about roommate!kirishima 🥴🥴

willow 🥺 he is seriously the best roommate 🥺

he’s just so friendly and thoughtful! from the moment you move in, it’s like he’s been your best friend for ages. he has that thing about him y’know — he’s magnetic, he’s charming, he’s warm, he feels like home !! so maybe he’s a little messy, and he’s definitely not the handiest guy you’ve ever met (the one time he tried to fix the leaky faucet himself water went spraying all over the bathroom within minutes) but he makes up for it by always knowing how to bring your mood up

…aaand the unlimited eye candy. he’s big — big in that way that like football linemen are, like it was decided by the fates themselves that he would be a unit. big, and mouth-wateringly muscular… seriously, it’s like he doesn’t own a single pair of shorts that falls below his knees, and good god his thighs are so thick you wonder how the fabric has held on this long. sometimes you come out of your room and he’s right there in the doorway across from yours doing pull-ups on one of those bars that hook onto the frame — muscles taut from his shoulders all the way to his forearms, bulging out as he works, the hem of his shirt riding up so you get a peek at that deliciously dark hair on his lower stomach. or you come home from work and he’s shirtless, tan skin glistening with the evidence of his run, stretching out right there on the living room floor, rigid back muscles on full display for you — before he’s looking over his shoulder and flashing you that big, boyish grin. maybe you should feel bad for appreciating the view the way you do, but he clearly works so hard on his body, how could you not look!!

and on top of everything, he’s considerate 🥺 for as long as you’ve been living together, he’s never brought a girl home! and when you told him you didn’t mind he just smiled and said that he wouldn’t want to make things awkward, or bother you when you have to get up early for work. he’s just sweet like that !! so sweet — like how he always picks up your favorite cereal when he makes a quick grocery run, or how he joins you on the couch almost every night, enduring your movie picks and reality tv marathons. and how he always makes sure to include you! inviting you out to the bars with all his friends, letting you drunkenly hold his hand (you can get pretty physically affectionate after a few drinks) and giving you a piggy-back ride to the uber when your legs eventually fail you. and he always indulges you when you both get home, cuddling up with you on the couch so you can soak up all that man body heat, sometimes laying his head in your lap so you can play with his hair 🥺🥺

the perfect roommate, and a perfect gentleman, as he’s never made a pass at you.

well, actually, there was that one time he came home drunk and half-hugged, half-tackled you into the couch, then rested his head in your lap with his cheeks all rosy and mumbled something about giving him “just one chance” … but when you asked him what he meant, he just shook his head and said it was nothing… so it was probably nothing 😌

TW: NSFW, dubcon

fem reader

Simpy boyfriends who’re just so unabashedly obsessed with your ass.

Who uses any opportunity to grab it – not slap it – but really squeeze it – feel it up like putty, knead it like dough to the point you have to swat his hands away and whine, “Knock it off…”

Who’s always trying to flip you into doing doggy – who gets all dazed and drunken-eyed when watching the plump fat jiggle on contact with his hips. Who simply can’t refrain from giving it a pinch.

Who’s so pushy and pouty about his need to bury his face between the plush cheeks even when you shake your head and say, “No… don’t be weird…”

Even when eating pussy – he’ll do it from the back – just so he can accidentally lick and kiss the other hole. Holding onto the fat of your thighs, each thumb in the crease of your cheeks – holding you back even when you try crawling forward. 

“Hey – I said…” You try and protest, but he’s transfixed – pulling you back with strength he doesn’t normally use. 

His chin-stubble scratches your clit as he nose-dives into your crack – making loud noises that make you ball the sheets and bury your face in the pillow – red-hot from embarrassment.

BNHA – Bakugou, Deku, Shoto, Denki, Kirishima, Shigaraki, Mirio

JJK – Gojo, Geto, Choso, Yuji, Inumaki, Yuuta, Toji, Todo

HQ – Kageyama, Hinata, Tendou

CSM – Denji, Aki, Yoshida

AOT – Eren, Armin

DS – Tomioka, Tanjiro, Zenitzu

HxH – Leorio

Warnings: Rough sex, rude and horny interns, Izuku’s praise kink.

Credits to @cafekitsune for the divider!

I’ve been thinking about this for a while and it’s been plaguing my mind ever since.

Just imagine:

After a long day at the agency, Izuku just wants to go home and unwind with you. Cuddling as you both lay on the couch, scarred arms wrapped around you as you lay on his chest watching some cheesy rom-com that you’ve seen over a thousand times.

Just as he was about to leave his office to go find you, he heard a few of the younger interns walking down the hallway talking rather loudly.

“She’s a total package. She’s smart, hot, and has a nice rack.”

“And that ass? Who wouldn’t want to grab at it?”

“Not to mention her hero suit, it’s like she’s asking to be fucked.”

“I’d hit that.”

And that’s when he knew. They were talking about you. To be fair, your hero suit did show a little too much skin. More than what Izuku would’ve liked but he understands why. You wanted to look confident in what you wore, not to mention your quirk required having some skin shown.

But the anger and jealousy he felt wasn’t soothed by that. They talked about you as if you were an object to their sick horny fantasy, a piece of cunt to use to get off to. You were his, his fiancée.

—

“F-fu..ck! Izu!”

You moaned out, face smooshed against the pillow as you felt the thick girth of his cock pounding into your already abused pussy from behind, his tip hitting your cervix relentlessly.

“That’s it baby,” he groaned out, his large hand smacking the already red flesh of your bottom that pulled a yelp from you. “Such a good girl for me.”

His body was on top of yours, one arm wrapped around your middle while the other played with your clit. His lips placing gentle kisses against your neck while the touch of the calloused pads of his fingers circled ‘round your needy bud.

“That’s it princess..doing so well for me. No one can fuck this pussy better than I can, right?”

All you could do was give a nod as an answer, your whines and moans being the only sounds you could make at the moment as he pounded into you.

You secretly loved seeing him like this, seeing how the large green haired man could easily turn from the softy he is to a beast in the sheets.

tummy kisses and izuku please!! thank you in advance <33

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izuku gently caresses your waist with his thumb as he rests his head on your belly; he looks at the world outside through the window, watching the sun go down, the birds returning to their nests, admiring the shapes of the clouds.. everything is so beautiful, but nothing compares to the beauty he sees in you.

he smiles at the thought and rests his chin on your belly, adoringly looking at every detail of your face, and when his gaze meets yours, you smile shyly. he always has a sweet and mesmerizing effect on you; no matter how long you've been together.

he smiles and you runs his hand through his hair, brushing a curl that was falling on his forehead, which makes him smile even more. your hand slides up to his cheek and strokes it lightly with your thumb, he closes his eyes and leans into your hand. he kisses your wrist and opens his eyes again when you take your hand away from his face.

he loves it when you touch him, but he hates it when you stop. he loves receiving your affection and doesn't want to be without it even for a second of his day. so if you won't give him affection, he will give it to you.

he feels you shiver as he brings his mouth to your belly, his hot breath sending hot feelings and shivers down your spine. he smiles against your skin. he holds your waist tightly before spreading soft, sweet kisses down your belly.

he smiles between kisses before starting to drop kisses in a straight line, heading towards your chest. he kisses the space between your breasts, your neck, your chin and finally your lips.

there is no part of your body that izuku has not kissed or adored, there is no part of you that he is not completely in love with.

he said what?😁😁😁

cw: sum spicy thoughts about prohero kiri!

“truth.”

“how big is it,” you ask, giggly over the rim of your red solo cup as you glance over at kirishima.

there’s a nice glow to him as you and friends sat in a circle in the midst of sero’s basement. all eyes were on him as teasing laughs filled the air, everyone eager to see if he’d answer such an invasive question. you were only messing around but you can’t say you weren’t a tad bit curious.

eijirou walked around like he was hiding a weapon in those stupid sweat pants he refused to pull up his hips. there was always an obvious curve in the seat of his gym shorts, taunting you when you two worked out together. it had to be big. he himself was huge. so forgive you if you wanted details beyond what you liked to privately imagine for yourself. you usually let your mind wonder to more than just size. were there veins forking up his shaft? which way did it curve? what color was his tip when he was leaking pre-

“i’m not answering that.” there was a lightness to his tone and a short chuckle after. he wasn’t the least bit upset but he was pretty firm on not humoring you.

the frown on your face was priceless as was mina’s whine from beside you.

“don’t hold out on us ei, give the gals what they want!” she tossed a potato chip at his head, making him laugh at her antics and stand with a stretch.

you watched as his shirt rose just enough for you to see the waistband of his boxers and the soft trail of black pubic hair peaking under his navel. your mouth was salivating to lick him there even more so to know what that hair led to.

later that night you found yourself in the kitchen, filling a cup with water from the sink tap and downing it to ease your dry tongue. in strolled a sleepy kiri, long hair knotted in a heavy bun behind his head. he leaned against the counter, tucking his hands in his pocket as he looked you over with heavy eyes. he looked so good like this. like good enough for you to drop to your knees if he so much as blinked the right way at you.

“i want you to guess.”

“hm?” you weren’t sure what he meant.

“guess how big it is, since you’re dying to know.”

oh. oh okay. your lips parted, closed, and then parted again at how taken back you were at his suddenness. but there was this cockiness to his tone that was making your insides churn and the alcohol was still clutching you just a tad so you stepped forward. you dropped your eyes downward, staring openly now that he was the one bringing attention to his own dick. god how you wished you could just unwrap it and find out but no, he wanted to tease.

“maybe if i feel it- i could get a better guesstimate.”

“nice try. quickly before i change my mind, you pervert.”

ouch. you look back up at him with a suck of your teeth, “fine. 7?”

“guess higher for me.”

“..8?”

“higher.”

“9. that’s gotta be it.”

kirishima let out a low chuckle deep in his chest almost like a purr, “yeah around there.”

“yeah i can’t take that.” you had said it without realizing it, cringing at your own words.

but eijirou didn’t miss a beat, following with, “that’s okay. i like it when they can’t take it. it always fits in the end.”

your brain short circuited, eyes wide as he starts to saunter away with that wide ass walk of his.

“sweet dreams, y/n.”

how many times can i talk about his dick. let’s make a tally. why is this what i’m doing at 4am.. oh well.