Ayo Should I Post A Pt 2 Of Izuku ??

Ayo should I post a pt 2 of Izuku “𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬“ ??👀👀

“𝖨𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈’𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗍？𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄， 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝖺me~”

The ppl have spoken! And yall asked for a “riding Izuku for the first time” scenario and I have delivered. Minors DNI 🔞

“Lay back.” Izuku’s eyes widen in shock, “huh?”

You’re amused but not surprised by his reaction.

It hasn’t been too long since you and Izuku started incorporating sex into your relationship and things have been pretty vanilla, good but not great.

In the name of helping your shy bf feel more masculine about sex with you you’ve always let him top. That’s grown old very quickly.

So today when the anticipation of sex was in the air and then tension was thick you made the first move. Well you made a new move (because you always make the first move). As suspected, your bf’s heated gaze turned into a flustered one at your change of routine.

You go to reassure him, “I was just thinking that we could try something new.” His green eyes blink at you, “like ..?” You smile at his innocence, “likee me being on top this time.” “Oh.” “Sooo”, this is getting really awkward really fast so before he can stutter a response you’re standing and removing your clothes.

“U-um do you wanna take this to the bed?” He points into the direction of your bedroom and it dawns on you that you were still on the couch when the heated make out session lead to this.

You ponder your decision for a moment, it would be easier to ride him on a bed but… You turn to your bf your top half still clothed. “We’ve never done it on the couch before.”, you say ‘matter of factly’.

Izuku flushes again but you can tell by the lust glazing over his eyes that he’s definitely considering letting you fuck him on the couch. He gazes up at you with the corner of his lips upturned, “Yea, let’s.. try it.”

He doesn’t have to tell you twice. The rest of your clothes are off and you’re on top of him within a matter of seconds. Izuku chuckles under you at your eagerness, “Maybe let me get my clothes off too?” Fuck, that makes sense.

You smile awkwardly while removing yourself from him so that he can properly undress. “And also I think it’d be easier for you if I were sitting up towards the back instead of laying down, to give you more space too.. do your thing.”

“Yeah thank makes sense.” You beam at his acceptance to trying this with you. So when his clothes are off and he’s man spreading on the couch for you, you again damn near jump his bones; not before admiring his scarred and muscular build of course.

But back to jumping his bones, you go to straddle him and place your hands on his shoulders for support while izukus rough hands find the dip of your hips.

You adjust your hips until you’re positioned over the head of his dick and you begin to sink down onto him. A hum rises in Izuku’s throat as his tip slips into your entrance.

A gasp leaves your lips as you fully sink down on him feeling deliciously full, when you fit the entire length of him in you you stop; adjusting to the new angle of Izuku inside of you.

When you lift your eyes Izuku is already starting at you with an intensity that tells you he’s already liking this change of position very much (he always gave power bottom anyways), you read the silent plea In his eyes for you to stop sitting there and move already.

Maintaining eye contact you begin to raise your hips and slowly sliding back down when you’ve reached the tip of him. You release a breathy sigh at the fullness you feel and the angle of izuku pressing against a spot that has your eyes rolling in the back of your head and the pace of your hips quickening as you chase your release.

Izuku groans and drops his head to your shoulder at the change of pace but kami he loves it. He loves the feel of you working your hips up and down the length for him, using him to get off. Izuku drops his hands from your hips cuz he doesn’t want any of the control, it’s all you. The moans leaving your lips and your face contorting in pleasure.

You’re so fucking beautiful; but he’s going to come quick if he doesn’t take some kind of directive so he oops for gripping your hips and stammering your name.

“Y-y/n fuck- wait 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞-“ , but you don’t want to. You’re perfectly content bouncing away on his dick, but you’re not a monster so you slow up a bit. “Yea izu?”, your response a lot breather than you would’ve like. “S-slow down baby or I’m going to come in you.”

You can’t help the smirk that spreads across your face as you lean down to his ear, “I’m on birth control 𝐃𝐞𝐤𝐮, come all you want.” Fuck. Something about the way you say his hero name has his dick jerking inside of you at your consent for him to pump you full of his DNA. Hell he might fuck around and give you One For All.

The image of him dripping out of you as you lift up off of him is the only motivation he needs to take you to 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧. You let out a strangled moan as he slams you down on him, effortlessly lifting and fucking you back on dick; somehow the roles have been reversed.

And you’re coming. Hard, like legs shaking toes curling hard. Your shy bf is reduced to a whimpering mess as he fucks up into you spilling his seed into your cunt and it’s the most euphoric feeling he’s ever felt.

“Fuck.” He breaths into your neck, fuck indeed. This is quite literally the best orgasm you and Izuku has ever shared and it shows.

You both sit there for awhile still connected a since of accomplishment lingering in the air for switching in up in the bedroom for the first time, or- well, the couch?

Your lift Izukus hand and look at them entangled up beside you, “That was nice.” Izuku laughs, “More than nice.” “Yeah,” you giggle in agreement, “more than nice.” He kisses your head and then whispers against your hair. “Let’s do it again.”

Your eyes widen as you look up at him, “Now?” Surely he can’t mean 𝐧𝐨𝐰 with the way your legs are still trembling and your thighs burning from all the work you just put in. Izuku thrust up into you to confirm your suspicions and you choke on your moan. “Izukuu,” you whine, “I’m sore.”

He kisses your pouted lip, “Your legs or your pussy.” You frown at his choice of words, “My legs, well thighs.” He’s kissing the frown off your face and whispering against your lips, “S’okay I’ll do the work this time around.”

And then his arm his snaked around your waist in a tight grip for stability as he’s thrusting his already hard dick into your quivering pussy, his cum is running down your thighs and it dawns on you that while he’s “𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬“ later his tongue will definitely be assaulting your clit. All bc you wanted to ride Izuku for the first time.

This was fun to write hope u enjoyed 😘

Yall idk how to write about eating pu$$y send help.

A scenario where your pro hero husband Izuku refuses to let you go on about your day before getting you in ✨bed✨

Pt 1.

It’s been three days. Only three! You won’t deny that you miss Izuku but this is ridiculous. The weekend is usually the time you and your pro hero husband can relax and breathe each others air for more than 30mins without being interrupted. But this weekend in particular you’ve both been uncharacteristically preoccupied with everything in your lives but your marriage. Izuku misses you, and you miss him just the same but this is absurd ; the love of your life is sitting on the hood of your car cross legged, hands in his lap, and patiently waiting for you to get out and lay one on him as you promised to do last night. But that was before he decided he needed to stay in his office after hours on a weekend no less. Disappointed you had forced away the ache in between your thighs and the longing in your heart to be held by your husband as you went to sleep. When morning came he was fast asleep beside you and as much as you wanted to cuddle up in his embrace, you had an agenda to follow for the day and could not be dismayed . You were almost out the door when your drowsy husband all but tackled you, spewing apologies from his lips for staying in his office late and begging you to allow him to make it up to you.

That was 30mins ago. You’re running behind schedule because your husband is being childish.

Exasperated you pointlessly ask, “Izuku please move.” You might as well had been talking to a brick wall, you’ve been doing this for past 20 minutes. He stares at you and with all seriousness and says “Y/n, if you don’t get out of the car I’m going to crush it; and then you can spend the rest of your day taking a Uber around the city.” You narrow your gaze at him, “You wouldn’t.” “Try me.”, he replies. Holding your gaze he lifts his finger towards the sky while you see green sparks flying around him. He takes his pointed finger and effortlessly starts to press it through the hood of your car. You sit up panic laced in your voice as you plead with your irrational husband. “Okay! Okay stop! I’m getting out of the car.” He gives you a victorious smile knowing you’ll comply for the sake of your baby (the car he bought you for your first anniversary). With a frustrated sigh you exit your now dented car slamming the door behind you and you catch a look at your giddy husband making his way off the hood of your baby. The dimple that only comes out when he smiles is so adorable that you want to smack it off his face for distracting you from your anger for even a second. Not giving him a second look you infuriatingly stomp back to your shared apartment with a satisfied husband on your trail.

Pt2 here

Sooo how’d I do for my first piece of literature?? Plz let me know I can handle constructive criticism😭 if yall like it I’ll drop the part 2 with smut bc I know yall like that 😂 ~𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇－𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃

Hear me out…why is he so IZUKU CODED like the desperation in his voice him following her lips my GWAD😩

Pt2

-your pro hero husband Izuku making it up to you for staying late at work the night before <3

18+ minors DNI SMUTT AHEAD

Im barely in the door when- again, im practically tackled by my husband and I’m starting to feel a sense of Deja vu. “Izuku at least shut the door.”, I protest as his lips latch onto the base of my neck.

The door slams and I catch a glimpse of black whip disappearing into his body, I roll my eyes but he finally captures my lips and I sigh into the kiss. Before I can comprehend his actions he’s already hooked his hands under my thighs slammed me on the kitchen island before resuming his relentless touches.

I’ve missed this, THIS is what I’ve been craving all weekend to be held to be touched by my husband ; and the hardness of him grinding into me tells me he misses this just as much as I do. Although clearly not enough to come home at a decent hour last night.

Irritation rolls through me at that thought, of me going to bed last night with an ache only he can satisfy; it pisses me off. Izuku senses the change in the atmosphere and pauses his advances, he eyes me hesitantly before repeating his words from earlier this morning. “Y/N, I’m sorry I didn’t come home last night. I running behind of paperwork at the office and there wasn’t enough time in the day to get it all done.”

He averts his eyes seeing your unforgiving gaze remains unmoved, “I 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 for you last night. I lathered myself in shea butter, sprayed some expensive ass perfume, and put on the sexiest pair of underwear I own. Just for you to text- not even call! And tell me you weren’t coming, that you preferred paperwork over me.”

Okay so you were being a bit dramatic but you were tired of being the understanding wife waiting for when her husband can free up his time with her and pretending to be okay when he cancels on you; it doesn’t help that you were really horny last night.

You look up at izuku who’s giving you an apologetic look as he gives you his full attention, you avert your gaze as you cross your arms and a pout forms on your lips.” And it didn’t help that I 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 needed your help last night.”

He pauses the circles he’s been drawing circles on your still clothed thigh and looks up at you, that all too familiar 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 glazing his eyes. “Yeah?” He breaths, scarred hands snaking around you to touch the bare skin underneath your shirt.

You suck in a breath at the contact, “What did you need my help with ?” You flush under his intense gave, if you were a few shades lighter he might actually see pink. Responding to your silence he begins to plant soft kisses on your jaw, neck, and the space in between your collar bone and breast.

“ Baby,” he reaches up and unclips your bra. Again he says “𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲,” this time is thumb is teasing the underside of your breast. “How can I make it up to you if you don’t tell me what you needed..what you still need.”

A shudder rolls through me as he finally runs his hands over my breast. My legs spread for him unconsciously and he takes the opportunity to step further in between them, before I can protest he reaches for the hem of my shirt and pulls both my shirt and bra over my head.

In a swift movement his lips clasp over my nipple and he sucks the soft skin into his mouth while his hand gives the other breast some attention. My breath hitches as he drags his teeth over the sensitive bud, I stifle a moan to prevent giving him the satisfaction of any more reactions from me; he’s still in the dog house.

He chuckles under his breath at your defiance, thinking to himself because what’s about to be 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 funny is how quick you forgive him after he tongue kisses your lips; and if it wasn’t clear he’s not talking about the lips on your face.

Izuku cleans you back on the island , lifts your hips and tugs off your undergarments with ease. You shiver at the contact of your bare body with the coolness of the island. All you see is his green curls from your spot on the island as he dips his head in between your legs and starts trailing wet kissing on your thighs , deliberately slowing up as he nears the place you need him most.

He licks and kisses you everywhere teasing your entrance and denying you any of the delicious friction you crave. “𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮.” He smiles against your core amused by your breathy whines, he lifts up from in between your thighs tilting his head he smiles at the fucked out expression you wear on your face though you’ve been nowhere near fucked yet.

“Hm, you ready to speak up yet?” You frown at him not finding his teasing amusing at all. He spreads your thighs slightly pushing them towards you, “what do you want baby?” Deciding to give up the stubborn act so you can get laid and get out you mutter a reply “You.” “What was that ? I really need you to speak up sweetheart.”

With his reply you almost kick the shit eating grin off his face. Tired of the banter you turn your attention towards the ceiling and sigh. “You Izu, I’ve wanted- 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 you all weekend.” You miss the way izuku’s eyes soften at your confession, “So if you would do me a damn favor for once this whole-“ Your words are replaced with a strangled moan as your husband sucks your clit into his mouth.

You tangle your hands in his hair as you open your legs to give him more access. Hes not taking his time with you as he would normally do, hes licking and tasting 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 you; he groans against your core relishing the taste of his beautiful wife.

You’re desperately grinding against his face chasing your climax but just as you’re about to reach its peak he pulls away with a lewd smack of his lips. You whine in protest, “ Izuku please, why’d you stop?” He rising from his place in between your thighs, grabbing them and pulling you towards the edge; he tenderly grabs your face.

“You can come on my tongue later, right now I need you to come on me.” You roll your eyes, “Your tongue IS a part of y-“ he cuts you off my slamming himself into your warmth. You swear you almost fall off of the island, the sudden reunion of your bodies almost being too much.

Izuku wraps an arm around your waist before you have the chance to tip over, bringing his face close to yours. “Just shut. Up. And let me fuck you like I was supposed to last night.”

You can taste yourself on his tongue as he kisses you, he pulls his hips back just to slam back into you and you moan against his lips. He’s looking into your eyes as he penetrates you over and over and saying your name as a silent prayer “f-fuck Y/N, I’ve missed this I’ve missed you baby.”

You can only gasp and moan in response your climax resurfacing. “Don’t stop Izuku.” He doesn’t respond, just ruts into you with newfound purpose. “I’m so sorry for not giving you this last night but I’m here now.” He sharply thrust into you, “This what you wanted?” Angling his hips to hit the spot you’ve needed most and now you’re coming undone.

Your shaking as your orgasm rips through you, tightening your arm around his neck you look into your husbands eyes, “Izuku.” You strain a breath, “ I know baby,” his hips are stuttering now, his pace becoming sloppy. “Fuckk I know.” His lips find yours and he’s spilling into, grinding against your hips and riding out his high.

He holds you both there for a moment panting, breathing in each others air. Moments pass and he breaks the silence, “So-“ he pulls back to look at you, a satisfied grin spreading across his face; “you still mad at me?” He tilts his head to see the frown etched on your face.

“Yes.” He smiles, “Guess I’ll have to keep making it up to you then.” He starts to move inside you again. You pull away from him, “Izuku no! I have places to be today.” “ I can’t let the love of my life leave the house still mad at me.” He slides back into you and he’s here to stay. You ended up canceling your plans due to your hangover from multiple orgasms your husband forced, fucked, and sucked out of you until you finally accepted his apology.

RIP Y/N’s back it will be missed. 🙏🏽

I’m sorry the smut was short guys it’s my first time and I’m learning how to write it hope u enjoyed <3 -𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃

Thanks for the votes on my next fic! I definitely didn’t forget about the 32% of you who wanted a Izuku x Stripper Y/N scenario over riding him for the first time so a Drabble on that concept will definitely be posted this upcoming week😘