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Dizzy af 🥴😵‍💫😍

⚠️𝗘𝗣2. 𝗠𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆 𝗠𝗶𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗻'𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱.

#𝗠𝗶𝗹𝗳𝗵𝘂𝗯 𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 #𝗠.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 #𝗞𝗼-𝗳𝗶 #𝗧𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

—cw: fem!reader, tit sucking, fingering, cheating.

—wc: 550.

If anyone knew what you were doing this afternoon, especially your boyfriend, they'd judge you. Hard. But little did you cared about that. It's not that you weren't worried about what others might think. It's just that her lips felt so good on your pussy that you could barely comprehend anything else.

Do you not hate boundaries every so often? I mean yes, they are necessary. However what about this growing temptation you have, the urge to break the rules, the urge to cross the boundary? Maybe it's just for a moment of fun. Although, the fun is always worth it. Similar to it, you hated how you found your boyfriend's mother hot.

Katsuki and you started dating at college. He was a jerk. Well, that's what everyone thought. So did you. Oh my god! Your first encounter was horrible. He literally bumped into you, and instead of apologizing, he got mad at you.

But now here you were, getting eaten out by his mother on the kitchen counter.

“Ngh— fuck! Mrs. Katsuki—”

A tight sucking on your cunt, “Call me Mitsuki, pretty. Or better yet…” She slurped your juices, and the looked up at you, “Call me Mommy.”

“What! No Mrs. Katsuki. I– I can't do that. I mean‐”

“Do you want your pussy eaten or not?” Was she blackmailing? No. She just wanted to make you feel good, didn't she?

“Go easy on me. M-mommy,” you avoided eye contact, getting all flustered. Haha. She found it adorable.

“Good girl. You're not only pretty—she moves closer to your neck—but smart too.” Her fingers played with your bra strap. “Is it okay if I remove it, baby?” You could only nod. She gently pulled them down your shoulder, unhooking it, and tossed them aside.

“Oh my. Such pretty tits.” Her pointer was teasing your nipple, her nails brushing on them. It really perked them up.

“Mhm. Suck on it.” You demanded, almost inaudible.

“Louder, baby. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to suck on it. Please.” The little innocent “please” made her lose all the patience she thought she had. How come a person be so cute and so sexy at the same time?

Her pouty lips reached your nipples and grabbed them. You moaned when she started sucking on it, poking it with her tongue inside. You were so occupied in the feeling, you almost missed when her fingers danced around your crotch, then slipped in your wet hole.

“So fucking good for mommy,” she left a praise in your ear before squinting and taking a look at how good your hole was taking in her fingers. She was jealous of her own son. To think that he gets to fuck that hole every day, it was aggravating. Which caused her to be a little rough and go faster, the speed catching you off guard, you started whimpering.

“Uh! Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. Mommy, I'm gonna cum. Make me cum hard on your fingers.” It was so hot. To hear such sinful words from someone she imagined being innocent by now.

Soon enough, you came, body shivering, but she held you. Peppering you with kisses all over your body. You were so good for her. Such a pretty little slut for both mother and son.

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The scream I let out 🧍🏾‍♀️ this is my new favorite blog

𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒™

contains : dilf denki kaminari.

warnings : 0.96k words ⋮ [ fem reader ] exhibitionism, fingering, lots of dirty talk, praise, hints at cucking, squirting.

Denki had changed a lot over the years, growing out of his childish ways and behaviours. He’d also changed a lot physically—his face looked a lot more mature even with the same sly grin glued to it. He was also taller, easily towering over the average civilian and his body, well, it was something that he grew to be proud of.

He wasn’t muscular but he was fit, blessed with chiseled abs and a lean form that earned him quite a bit of attention from his adoring fans. A few scars littered his body but that only served to make his captivating appeal grow more inviting.

But the one thing that Denki stayed true to was the his teasing attitude, the one he’d always had. It was one of the reasons you’d fallen for him despite the pretty noticeable age difference. You loved it about him, how he never failed to make your day just a little bit brighter. This wasn’t one of those moments.

“There’s no way they haven’t noticed…” Is the only thing that’s been running through your mind ever since he started touching you. You couldn’t believe that he was doing this now, the only thing shielding you from being completely exposed was a measly blanket.

His fingers were skillfully teasing your wet folds as he was smirking to himself at how soaked you were. You were dripping, practically leaking onto the couch while you were supposed to be innocently watching some stupid movie with his closest friends.

You had no idea what the name of it was or what it was even about, your mind was too fuzzy. You couldn’t think, not like this—not while his fingers were buried knuckle deep inside of you. They curled inside you perfectly, hitting all the spots that would normally have you sobbing into the bed and whining for more.

A stifled moan escapes you as he focuses all his attention on hitting and brushing up against your g-spot. “Psst, keep it down, pretty girl. Don’t want to get us caught, do you?”

His voice was low, filled with condescension as he asked. You slowly shook your head no at his question, eyes pleasing for him to stop both of you knowing that you were close but all it does is put a sinister smile on his face as he pumps his fingers into you harder. Letting his thumb graze against your clit, the sensation sudden which has you digging your heels into the cushions and slightly arching your back.

“Ngh-” You barely hold another whimper back, eyes teary as your legs pressed together shaking from the intensity of the stimulation he was giving you.

The same familiar heat was building up in your core quickly, one that had you gripping the coach as one last brush of his rough fingers against your clit had you cumming. Squirting and making a mess all over the couch, face flushed with embarrassment as Sero and Bakugou’s heads turn from the movie to the intoxicating sight of you writhing from their friends fingers.

You’re too fucked out to react, head still swimming in pleasure as you ride out your orgasm before Sero’s loud voice cuts through the silence. The movie being background noise as he spoke up,

“Really, man? On my fucking couch?” His words were harsh but his tone wasn’t, not when he had an amazing view of your sopping wet cunt all on display.

“Sorry, dude. It’s not my fault princess over here is so needy.” You feel yourself getting seated up, Denki’s chest pressed against your back while your legs are spread open. “I think I have an idea of how we’ll make it up to you.”

You hear your boyfriend’s voice filling the air, knowing that he’d never make you do anything you weren’t up for. “What do you say, baby? You ready to get stuffed again?”

You licked your lips as you looked back at him nodding, before your eyes met Sero and Bakugou’s as you hiked your legs up further bringing your fingers up to your pussy and spreading your folds open.

“Please fuck me, masters. I wanna be filled with your cocks..”

I think this drawing just saved my life

fairy cow

Milo we need more 😭😭 my whole body is shaking I loved this way more then I should

“Baby the Sitter.” A Dark Dlif Eren Yeager x Baby Sitter Female Reader Modern AU

A/N: My First AU Fic! Kinda exicted, Love this lil dork and just want to simp for his sexy ass. I love eren ever since the first season and junior high so expect alot of shit for him

Warnings: 18+ Content, Dub Con, Non Con, Dilf, Age Gap, Baby Play, Daddy Kink, Choke Hold, Breeding Kink, Descriptive Violence and Explicit Language, Degradation, DDLG,

Background: You are a low life college freshman who is in search in the roaming streets owned by the MOB bosses of the Yeager family business. You found an advertisement when you on a porn site and accepted the life of a babysitter of kids of Eren Yeager himself. He had gone through a rough divorce with his ex-wife; Mikasa Ackerman who is a famous model. When Eren comes from a very rough day of work; he finds his kids not home when it was his week due to the judge to have his side of the custody. You are the only one there in his home; using a spare house key. Eren no longer holds himself back from his monstrous urges and takes you for himself and himself only.

You heard a familiar truck drive into the driveway, its tires rustling the decomposing leaves of a dark fall night. You were on the couch, your phone charging by your side as you looked stoic. Unknown to know what to feel. You were waiting on the man who had been your "boss" in a way. You hear a familiar gruff voice of his, as his throat croaked out grunts as if he had been worn out from such a long friday night. You heard the same keys jingle as the man had inserted in the key lock. Soon; the door opened to reveal Eren Yeager. His fiery green eyes had been drained of exhaustion while his chocolate locks had been down to his shoulders, slightly messy. His mustache was trimmed along with his beard that was slim along with his jawline that you couldn't resist to stare. You noticed his breathtaking appearance as he locked the door and threw his keys somewhere on the couch. Not giving a sense of remorse or care. “Hey.” He greets you with upmost certainty, yet the weariness in this voice stayed. “Where are the kids?” He asks as his eyes shift all around, currently in search for his mini me’s. You let out a small sigh. No, they weren’t your kids. He and his ex-wife; Mikasa, had been divorced for a few months and you were the first to know. Eren didn’t know you well but he found your advertisement on a random website for baby-sitting. He had two kids and both him and his ex–wife battled for full custody to this day but both get equal custody. “She didn’t bring the kids.” You simply explained while attempting to prevent your arousal to be noticed.

You had always been fond of the man. Being a college student that works two part-jobs hadn’t been useful. If anything; Eren pays you the most beneficially then your job at a fast-food restaurant, and to pay off your college debts. He worked as a Mobster Boss with his brother Zeke to continue Yeager Enterprises, a family traditional business that went down for generations; that would be that Eren would no doubt be tired. He did have one thing to be happy to come home to – His kids, and you. At first. He stared deeply into your orbs that was cowering from his very feral presence from the name of his ex. “What?!” He gasped in deep protest in thought as his hair reached up for his locks to grab a ball of it frustratingly. He went down to his pocket to grab his iPhone 13 and dialed a certain number with a savage expression. He was pissed. It took at least three rings until a familiar feminine voice was in a robotic tone. “Hello?” said the woman. You already known. Mikasa. His ex. “You didn’t bring the kids. Why?” Eren asked viciously and relentless as his hand went down to his black tux to forcefully unbutton some, so that his white–shirt with tie was shown. His hand went down from his locks to rest on his hip. You felt a particular heat rising in between the valley of your legs. You shifted in your jeans a bit as your spaghetti strapped shirt had been rising a temperature. You fan yourself a bit. You thought since you were baby–sitting kids. You had no need for a professional attire. Plus, it was really hot in LA. “I just didn’t feel like bringing them.” Mikasa simply stated over the line; you could tell she had the most mischievous grin over her face. It was natural. From what you were told from Eren; Mikasa had her on satisfaction when seeing Eren verbally upset when coming home from work. So, he could take out his frustrations on her. You possibly assumed Mikasa was the luckiest woman in the world to share Eren’s bed–side.

Eren let out an animalistic growl. It rumbled deeply in his chest that you could feel the vibrations fumble within your body that caused your nipples to become a bit erect. How clueless of you; You forgot a bra. “You just can’t just keep the kids whenever You ‘feel’ like you should keep them to yourself, Mikasa! I’ll gladly go to the lawyer and-” Eren rambled but soon his frustrating statement came to a pause when the dial beeped rather loudly. “Hello? Hello!?” Eren yelled at the phone as He clutched it in his palm deeply. She hung up. You held back a giggle from his facial expression. You found it ironic that even though Mikasa didn’t give up her custody with Eren; that he still had to pay child support. The other man that Mikasa was with; Jean, doesn’t pay her expenses to support her how she wished. Eren threw the phone on the couch that rested beside his keys. He let out a loud groan that had allowed heat to crawl on your face. “Hey.” He says as his predatory gaze drops towards you. You flinch from his sudden dominance. “Are you okay? Your nipples got through your shirt.” Eren stated simply as his green eyes flickered to your chest. He let out a deep rumble within his chest as you look down at your traitorous nipples harden through your top. You grit your teeth embarrassingly. “I should be asking you that, are you okay, Mr. Yeager?” You asked while raising an eyebrow, awaiting his response, with deepest sensations within your body. “No! I am not okay! I just...fuck! I need to fuck someone! I need someone who can let me fuck them to sleep. I need fucking relief.” He cursed as he hissed deeply within his teeth.

Your body couldn’t cease the thought of being bent over and presented to the man. As he fucked you as a ragdoll, a cumslut, his bitch. He noticed you were still staring. He couldn’t help but check you out. He sat himself back into the velvet couch, his lap slouched as he began removing his tie. He motions you over to him, as if it was a silent command. You obey in an instant. You lifted yourself off the couch that was far as you shyly walked over to him. Your heart drooped, lower and lower, as you approached him with every step. He was certain a dominant man that could scare those who could be even scarier. His very presence was intimidating which turned you on. “Get your ass over here. Now.” He snarled a command that was too deep that allowed you shift your legs a bit. You were then there in front of him. Eren Yeager. “Ha, you like getting overwhelmed by the father of the kids you should babysitting, you slut.” He points out as his hands travel through the clothed clitoris of your jeans. “N-No. That’s not it at all!” You protested with a small tear rolling down the side of your cheek. “No need to hide from me. I’ll take good care of you.” Eren said with a deep hum with his sentence. He wrapped his muscular arms around your waist, caressing you gingerly in his never-breaking embrace, soon taking you into his bulky lap. You felt his growing, harden erection through the business pants he wore. It was certainly large, not even petite as a regular man. He had a monster in the middle of his legs.

He was going to unleash it. On you. You felt yourself drool at the thought of his large cock in your tight, little cunt. His large-mouth caught yours in a deep, connecting war. His tongue explored and travelled your warm cavern with flawless glory. The tears filled your eyes endlessly. He didn’t ask your consent. No respect, ambition or no remorse. He commanded you and your body obeyed. Your mind was flooded with thoughts that allowed your eyes water. You falter from his grasp. “Quit your bitchin’ I bet you wanted this since the moment I hired your slutty ass.” He mocked while his lips dipped down to the flesh of your neck. Sniffing the smell of your pheromones and hormones and soon sucked passionately on the fragile skin. You let out of a breathy moan with a small choke of sobs. He soon, slapped you. The tears never cease from falling. Your clothes discarded from your body. His hands travelled your bare body with almost no care. His large yet warm palms grabbed your breasts, fondling it harshly; the feeling of his hands allowed you to feel upmost pleasure that your pussy fluttered, along with your heart. You felt as if you were, no longer in control of your own body. He had complete control. “Quiet, My sweet, obedient, powerless wife.” Eren states as your tears continued to quiver. You couldn’t help but the heat between your legs grows unexpectedly allowed you to be aroused by the man. You couldn’t think anymore; to the point where you should submit, you couldn’t take the lust-filled dreams, the arousal and the flirting. “Mr. Yeager...” You whimpered as your legs quiver from his warm, sensational butterfly touches. You soon felt a stinging on your cheek. “You call be daddy, little girl.” He commanded in his deeply gruff voice of annoyance. “Please daddy! Use me! Make me you're cum-slut!” You submitted with the lewd noises escaping your gaping throat. Yes, you were crying. From not only the simulation but from the harsh slap he had gave you.

You look down at your underwear, drenched in your liquids that your body produced. You gently rubbed the outline of his boner within his pants. He let out a small groan before allowing his cock to spread free. You let out a smile at the sight. You got down on your knees from his lap and hungrily took his large, monstrous cock in your mouth as if you were a starving cub. You wanted to be filled, to be dominated, to be taken care of and much more. It was almost a dream coming true, but..he was so abusive and demanding. He was never the person you first met. He let loud groans before pushing your head down on his shaft. You breathed through your nose to calm your throat-aches but his cock was too large for you. You doubt it will ever fit. But you did know that he would make it fit. “That’s right, be a good girl and take it all.” He teased as he cooed gently as his mushroom tip was very deeply red. Surely, he wanted this as you did, right? “No. Not like this.” He mutters before pushing his length from within your wet cavern. You choke a bit as his cock was spasming pre. You look up at him and rose a brow as he got up. He looked down at you. He was naked. His chest was bare with small bits of hair on it as his abs were showing marvelously. You blushed at the sight of him, but soon he turned you around when he lifted you up. Your back was to him and soon he picked you up. You had nothing but your socks on as you couldn’t see his face but you could tell he was smirking with devilish thoughts within his thick-skull. You then felt something press upon your pussy lips. Your eyes widen at his tip size as he brushed it against you, slowly but sensually. You moaned at the small friction of simulation but soon, he had forcefully plugged it to you. Your put your left arm nails on his one arm that was holding your legs up. You felt your eyes go heavy from the intrusion of his thick cock disappearing and reappearing from inside you.

His balls slapped loudly against your upper ass cheek, creating a loud clapping sound as his pace increased. “You see it now? This is where pathetic weaklings belong, whore.” He says as he nips your sensitive neck. You gritted your teeth at his hurtful terms as you cried from the insults. His cock was ramming into like no tomorrow and you couldn’t take the simulation anymore. You were an and he the boot. “Serving those who live at the top!” He continued as his pace quicken while letting out deep groans. His free hand clasped over your mouth to prevent your screams to awaken the neighbors. “And you're going to take it!” he says while harshly biting down your neck that soon drew blood and his pace went deeply into your inside walls that were clenching for dear life. “Then you are going to watch me! Fuck!” He screamed as his hair tickled your cheeks as he came to his orgasm. You came more than three times on his cock and he just one from your insides. “Watch as I become leader.” He muttered into your ear as your muffled sobs had ringed his ears with the constant sniffling and quivering. He pulled out and sighed from the missing of your walls clenching on his cock. You felt his semen leaked out of you as the tears never cease. He dropped you on the floor as if you were nothing. “Oh baby, look at you.” He says while licking his lips. You were on the floor, attempting to crawl away, covered in a thin layer of coated sweat as your face was disheveled from the makeup you put on to impress Eren today, the semen leaking from your pussy was turning him on. He grabs your foot and you hissed in pain. “I can only think about one thing..” He says while lifting his index finger with a slight smirk. You turned your stoic gaze towards him, you were battered, beaten, no longer a virgin and was a mess, what else could he possibly take from you.

“You being the mother of my kids.”

credz to @/ tonystarksproperty

I just screamed

Eren

It’s 4:44 I’m about to make ice coffee and the vibes are good 🌿

- ' Roomies '

Bakugou x Reader

CW: Bimbo reader (kinda), toys, dildo, masturbation (f), clit spanks, hard dom Katsuki, fingering, orgasm denial, creampie, nicknames: Slut(1) & Princess

Ivory's Note: I love it, so much. It is incredibly self indulgent. @pervysenpaix @xogabbiexo @dejwrites @gabzlovesu @misss-chrisss

There you were, in an interrogation room, having just submitted your statement. Hero's walk in and out of the station and talk to officers while you sit in a chair far too small for the room, and let the reality of your situation sink in. An obsession, is why you were here.

An all to powerful Villian just so happend to have an obsession, with the one and only- you. A top notch Villian posing as your COLLEAGUE- for fucks sake! Of course you would be shaken. And when given the opportunity to have 24/7 protection- you took it out of desperation. But you didn't think it would involve signing a contract in which you move in with a pro hero.

Pen in hand, you read over the contract, once- twice- it still makes no sense. Basically, you get protection at work and at home. But the catch is you have to live with said hero for a time. And obviously, you had not planned to do that. But at the end of the 3rd page, sat your signature. So, you do- you do move in with your hero. To be more percise, Dynamight. Pro hero Dynamight the #2 pro hero for fucks sakes. Hey at least you got eye candy for a roomie?

And the next day, you were moved into his loft. It was a beautiful house, not something you would expect from a gruff and mean man, but it suited him at the same time. It had a hint of rustic to it but very much modern as well. Either he actually had good style or he had someone else taking care of the house. Probably the latter option to be fairly honest but hey, if it was so clean, that meant he was rarely home- right? More time alone equals less awkward encounters. You place your bag down and take a few more steps into the apartment, and the smell of burnt caramel fills your nose. Up the stairs, there were 2 doors on opposite sides of a common room. A simple sofa, and a carpet.

And so, you walk over to the door on the left, closest to where you were and get ready to turn the knob. Before you hear the front door slam open with a bang and an explosive voice to follow. "What the fuck d'ya mean I hav'ta take care of some extra?!" the voice exclaims, and suddenly you feel like an intruder. Maybe that is what you were, but there was no way you were going to admit it. He continued to scream, presumably into an earpiece before he suddenly stops. Ah shit. He found my stuff. You silently curse to yourself before you hear him start stomping up the stairs.

"Ah, uh- hi...?" you smile at the monster of a man in front of you. You have no idea to look, because you know if you look at him you would be met with muscle to gawk at, so you settle for the floor. You could feel his eyes burning a hole through your head. And in an effort to break the silence you speak up again. "It's nice to meet you...?" it came out as more of a question but never the less you extend a hand, hoping he won't crush you. Because just by looking at him, he very well could. "This ain't your room." simple and effective, love it buddy.

"Oh yeah, okay." you take a few steps back and observe him, he was still in his hero costume- dusted in dirt and rubble. But he looks like a statue made of marble. His height rivalled the doorway, and his build was... beyond muscular. From what you know from media, his strength was amazingly impressive. He could lift you with ease. A fact, a thought that really you shouldn't be having about a literal stranger. But you have all the time in time in the world to get to know him. At least until this little 'issue' blows over.

Might as well enjoy it while it lasts, hmm?

______________________________________3 WEEKS IN___________

And a few weeks in, you both are on fairly good terms. He has almost walked in on your 'alone time' twice. Since he refuses to acknowledge your not so subtle advances. But aside from having almost zero sense of privacy, it isn't that bad to live with him. He lets you go out whenever and he can even cook. But, the best part is him, after the first few days his demeanour went from prickly to tolerable and goddamn was it worth braving the storm. And with his comfort came the sweatpants. Those amazingly perfectly baggy-in-just-the-right-places sweatpants. If only, if only he didn't see you as a nuisance living with him. It would give you a MUCH higher chance of getting what you truly wanted.

_________________________________________3 MONTHS IN________

About 3 months in, and still your helpless little crush remained a crush. But hey at least you got his number!

'What you want to eat' 'Anything is good! Thanks Bakugou.' 'Katsuki.' 'Katsuki, sorry'

you grin like an idiot and kick you legs like a giddy teenager, Progress, this was progress! Your conversations were much more comfortable. He enjoyed his personal space yes, but the both of you have done normal things like watch movies and eat together. He also got very close to you? Maybe it was unconsciously, but he would often but his arm over the couch behind you or stand behind you while you grab things from the shelves. Maybe you might ahve a chance?

And usually, you were in a good mood. But today was not usually. Despite your progress with your crush, you hadn't had a good fuck in a while. And your good ol toys just weren't doing it for you. Especially knowing that you have such an amazing specimen a few feet away in the other room. It was very frustrating, essentially.

But a knock on the door breaks you out of your little trance and you walk down to greet him at the door. So you pull a sweater over your tank top, leaving you in some pj shorts to cover your legs. You can just cover your legs with a blanket later. "So, what'd ya get?" you ask trying to peek into the bag. "Food." he deadpans, sending a faux glare down to you. "yeah, but what kind of food? Do tell." you follow him into the kitchen. With a ditzy little walk, He opens the bag, pulling out some vegetables and pulling some noodles from the cupboard.

"Noodles." he ignores your slight pout and only looks up to you when you sit on the counter. "What's up with you today." he starts cutting the vegetables but looks over his shoulder to look at you when you speak. "M' hungry and you won't tell me what to be hungry for." you cross your arms and puff a fake angry sigh through your nose. Giving a slight pout.

"Mhm." he hums, and you hop off the counter when he nods towards the tv. "You will figure it out. Now put something on unless you plan to entertain me." you scoff and turn on the tv. No way he would actually let you, unfortunately. SO, you switch it on to a bad rom-com to annoy him, of course. And soon, he brings out the food and hands you a bowl of ramen. Courtesy of convenience store noodles and broth. He was an amazing cook, he just lacked motivation sometimes.

"This movie is ass pipsqueak." ah yes his delightful name for you. "Well, you said put on a movie but you weren't specific so I had free range." you grin and he slings his arm over the coach. Damn do his pecs look inviting. Like his own personal pillows, man tits if you will. You can't keep count of how many times you dreamt of sleeping on those absolute honkers. So, in retaliation of him blue balling you with his existence, you lean into the space he made by moving his arm. He could easily stop you if he doesn't like it, so you lean on him. "The fuck?" he looks down at you and suddenly you feel like you did something wrong. "Oh uh, if you don't like it I can move." you were just roomates after all, there was no way he would approve of your horny little crush on him. "Tch." he pulls you even closer and now you were on his lap, laying on him while he leans against the couch.

And they were roomates.

_______________________________________________1 DAY LATER_

Finally, he left early that day to go to work. So you had the house to yourself, for most of the day. And so, you decide to bust out you ol' friend the 5 incher. A silicone dildo, not the most high quality but it did the job that had to be done. So, you pull your shorts off, and then pull your panties and let them tumble to your ankles. You push it inside of your poor cunt and moan when it brushes against your gspot. You begin to fuck yourself with the toy and lazily circle your clit. Letting your mind imagine any scenarios it deems satisfactory, which results in a dream of your precious roommate hunched over you in that black tank top that shows off a lot more than it hides. And with those beautifully worn out sweat pants.

"Fuuuck- Kats..." you moan while you circle your clit with your thumb, you don't notice how the door opened. But as your thrusts got more desperate, and your fingers got sloppy, the foot steps up the stairs approached. You moans got breathy and you were so so so close- just a little more- boom, your door swings open.

Fuck.

"So this is what you do when i'm gone?" despite the condescending tone, he was smirking. "I'm so sorry!" you stammer, trying to close your thighs to protect what dignity you could possibly have left. "Don't pretend I don't hear ya moanin' my name when I come home like this." he chuckles, closing the door behind him. You feel like a rat trapped by an angry dog. Fuck dignity. But, this was an opportunity. The question is, would you take it?

So, you give him a pitiful gaze and slightly part your thighs "m' sorry Katsuki, won't do it again." oh you were totally going to do it again. How come being a bimbo was so fun? "Don't lie, brat." he scoffs and walks over to the bed. And you slightly crawl back, it seems he does not like that. He clicks his tongue in annoyance, and crawls above you. Caging you in a prison of pure muscle. His hair was pulled back into a lose ponytail of ash blonde hair, with a few stray strands caging his scarred face. His eyes wander your body, from your scrunched up tank top to the panties you hastily pulled up and finally to the abandoned dildo laying on the bed, covered in slick still.

"Don't tell me ya use that?" he scoffs and you look at it in confusion. What was wrong with it? "And if I do?" your apologetic tone was gone and left no traces as you narrow your eyes, full of fake confidence. He chuckles, "So, yer tellin me you would rather use that than ask me for help." he spares you an incredulous glance and you sigh. "You're the one who walks around like you don't ooze sex appeal." you roll your eyes and look him up and down. "Hm." he hums and dips his head down "Y'know all you have to do is ask." you laugh and loop your arms around his head.

"So, the number 3 hero will fuck anybody who asks?" he grins and nips at your shoulder, and you have to struggle to stifle a moan. "Nah just skimpy roommates." he snarls you tangle a hand in his hair and tug a little bit. You giggle and he snakes his hand down to your throbbing cunt. He slowly rubs his hand over your thighs and runs a finger of the damp, thin fabric. "So wet, all for me?" you nod smile at him before he lightly smacks your clit making you squeal. "Fuckin slut." and with a quick movement he shoves your soiled panties to the side and shoves a finger inside. You have to bite back your moans while he fingers you at a pace you could never set yourself. all you can do is grind your tiny little hips against hand and do what he wants you too. "Mm- cumm- cumming-" you manage to squeak amongst the lewd sounds of his fingers fucking into your wet cunt.

And he pulls out his fingers with a sadistic grin, and you whine at the loss of contact. He pulls his the band of his pants down and pumps his dick just enough for you to see. You fantasy was definitely not accurate in terms of that. "See, y'have a much better dick right here, Princess." it was much better than you had imagined.

And before long he had you bouncing on his cock, and you were already fucked dumb. He had you stretched perfectly. And he hit every spot you loved and even ore you didn't know existed. It was too much and not enough at the same time, and fucking hell was he enjoying it. You were babbling on about how it was too much but you were begging to cum just a minute ago? Which did you want? And plus the way his name tumbled off you tongue like it was pure sugar was intoxicating. How could he stop fucking you tight little cunt that his been neglected since you got here? Especially when you keep grinding your hips against him to meet his thrusts. And your precious little tits that bounce inside of the confines of your tank top.

Perfect, absolutely perfect. Just like the little appearing and disappearing bulge in your stomach. He takes breaks from abusing your clit like it's his favourite toy, only too press on it and feel you tighten around his cock. "Who's this cunt belong too?" he snarls into your ear. "Yours-! Its yours Kats!" you babble, trying to get some more praise out of him. it was like a drug to you at this point. "That's right. It's mine, so don't touch it unless I give you permission, you understand?" you nod frantically, while he presses on your clit. "Good girl." he purrs, he sounds satisfied. And the praise makes you clench down on him again. "So fuckin tight... such a pretty pussy." he starts rubbing lay circles over your clit, and a knot starts to tighten in your core.

"Kats- m' gonna cum" you string something cohesive together hoping, praying he will let you cum. "Mm go ahead Princess." he smiles, albeit condescendingly, it still makes you little heart flutter. And you mouth hangs open in a silent scream while you claw at the arms that are fucking you down on his cock through your orgasm. And soon, he comes tumbling after, after your cunt tightens around his cock and practically milking it for all it's worth. And you fall limp over his shoulder.

A few minutes of comfortable silence pass before he gets up, and slides his pants up and walking out of the room. Maybe that was it? just a fling? But you are soon proven wrong when he walks back in, towel in hand. "M' gonna clean you up, mkay? And then you can sleep." it was true, you were getting tired but you two really needed to talk! "But I have so many questions.." you mumble. While his skilled fingers clean your body. "And I will answer em when you aren't about to knock yourself out." he smiles at your tired eyes and pulls you onto his chest before climbing into bed and pulling the covers over the both of you. "Love ya Kats" you mumble between yawns. And close your eyes. "Mhm." he hums, rubbing the hand shaped bruises on your waist and fondly looking at the bite marks and bright pink marks that littered your body.

He was obsessed with you.

And he proved that, by asking you to completely move in with him. And he managed to make you do so by fucking you dumb until you agreed. Because how could he let that fucking creep have the chance to see you again unless it was with you covered in hickeys and purple marks left by yours truly?