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MORE ENDEAVORS DAUGHTER X HAWKS PLEASEEE 😣😣🙏

Made a long version hope you like it 🙏🙏

Your father was the worst man alive. He was a terrible man, a terrible husband and a terrible father...He never treated his kids equally. All of them were failure in his eyes. Nothing you could do was enought for him. You spent your whole life trying to get his attention. Being a perfect little girl. No mistake. It wasn't part of the vocabulary of your family. As the now number 1 hero, Endeavor made sure his children were faultless.

But you were tired of playing this role. You weren't perfect and you definitely weren't a little girl anymore. You were 19. You wanted to feel powerful, confident and sexy...

The only time you felt this way was a a few months ago. Your dad was coming back from a mission out of town and your older sister insisted on inviting his partner. The one that help him. The number 2 hero. Hawks. He was sitting in front of you, at the other side of the table. He wasn't really talkative, he was only looking at you. Looking at everyone actually. Probably analyzing everything that was going on. But it felt like he was particularly looking at you. You felt his gaze pierce you. Deep inside you. His fine brown eyes exploring your face. When he was looking at you like this, you didn't felt like your daddy's daughter. You were a woman. A pretty and confident one. When he left you were a bit disapointed, you secretly hope he would sneak into your room late at night and passionately make love to you.

But of course it didn't happened. He just left, thanking your sister for the dinner and shaking your brother's hand. You had trouble sleeping after this, every time you close your eyes, his eyes appear in front of you. Intense and hungry.

After that day, it was a long time before you saw him again. A coincidence meant that you had to file papers with his agency. Paperwork your father didn't want to deal with so he sent you instead. Even if you were going to his hero agency you thought there was little chance of you meeting him. As the number 2 hero he probably wasn't wasting his time in an office. How surprised you were when you enter the room and saw him sitting at the desk, his legs resting on the table. He was particularly intimitating and attractive like this...

"I- i have uhm...papers...for you" he was quite amused by your troubled look, an inconspicuous smile on his face. "Just leave it here, i'll take a look later" Obeying him, you moved closer to the desk, still nervous. He was so fucking attractive, without even trying. You started to wish he was your boss, only to see him like see every day, sitting at his desk with a serious look. Once you putted down the papers in front of him, you looked up to see his eyes on you detailing every inch of your skin. Again, you loved it. You loved how he made you feel with just a look. It made you feel confident and empowered. You were tired of being perfect all the times, you wanted so bad to go against the rules.

That is why a surge of confidence passed through you. You sit on his desk and fix your gaze in his. "Actually, I wanted to ask you someting else..." A honeyed and sensual tone has replaced your shaking voice now. You wanted to capture his attention, you wanted him and you were gonna get him. "What do you want to ask me pretty girl ?". The nickname almost made you collapse, not helping the attraction you feel towards him. You wanted nothing more than to beg him to take you right now on this desk, but you had other plans in mind. Your fingers began to unbutton the silk blouse you were wearing. Slowly unhooking the buttons one by one, until revealing him a glimpse of your bra.

"I was wondering if you could sign me an autograph - I'm a huuuge fan." His lips turned into a smirk when he heard your request. He immediately grabbed a pen and a paper. "Of course pret-","No" You grabbed his wrist to stop him. "Not here" You guided his hand, the one holding the pen to your bare chest. "Here."

His smile was wide now that he had understood what you wanted. He did not hesitate long before signing his name on your chest. Taking his time, tracing each letters and focusing on your most sensitive areas. You looked so beautiful with his hero name marked on your body. He wish he could take a picture of you right now to let the whole world see it. "So beautiful like this"

The urge to be closer to him took over you. You physically needed to touch him now. He understands it pretty easily because in no time you were sitting on his desk with your legs spread, him between them holding your waist. When he kissed you, it was fiery and passionate. It had nothing to do with the few boys you kissed during your high school years. It was so much better and enjoyable. You wanted him - always more.

"What would your daddy think about this baby ? If he saw his perfect little girl half naked in my office?" You ignored his words way too excited and hurried to take off his clothes. You started by throwing his jacket at the other side of the room before ripping of his t-shirt and unzipping his pants. In paralled he also made what was left of your blouse disappear and pull up your skirt up to your waist. "I want you" You managed to whisper in his ear between two sloppy kisses. "Daddy didn't want your love so you came to me?" His lips went from your mouth to your neck, sucking and licking at your sensitive skin. "I'll give you all the love you deserve pretty girl".

You were suddenly surprised by the feeling of one of his finger on your clothed cunt. He was carressing it while marking your neck. Little moans left your mouth, the feeling being too good to remain quiet. He drove you crazy when he finally pulled you panties to the side and shoved a finger inside your tight pussy. "Fuck you're so tight feel like a fucking virgin" How were you supposed to tell him that you actually were ? You never dared to do more than just kiss a boy, it was against your father's rules. If he knew you had relationships with boys he would have been furious. That's why you never took the step. "Maybe cause I am... - of fuck don't stop" His fingers worked magic inside you. He was touching every spot that made you wet. At this point you were probably wetting all his important papers but he couldn't care less when you were looking so pretty under his touch. The way your eyes roll and you bit your lips made him so hard it was almost painfull. He wanted to be inside you so bad. But not today. He was going to take his time with you...

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Hello everyone! I'm looking for people to roleplay with! And I'm not replacing anyone, I promise!! If I haven't replied to you, please message me, I probably haven't seen your message or just saw it and forgot to reply! I'm not ignoring you I promise!!

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No OC x OC at the moment.

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I prefer discord, but here is fine too

Please be pretty active/have decently quick replies. I understand if you have to go for a bit, we've all got lives.

I like smut a lot, so there will be smut in this rp. Please be okay with smut.

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Need help finding a mha smut fic

All I remember is Shinso and aizawa are in seperate showers and mic joins aizawa in his and has sex with him while shinso listens. I can’t remember if it was con/non con or any other details

I think Friend with Benefits!Bakugo gets annoyed when you talk to him during sex because your voice makes him weak. The handful of times you’ve both been lonely (and horny) enough to fuck each other has made the man you once called “just a friend” fall for you harder than he expected. Every time he’s fucked you he’s told you to shut the fuck up when you ask “You like that?” in that specific tone of voice. When you’re with your friend group and he hears you use that tone of voice to ask even the most innocent question, he has to excuse himself to get rid of the hard-on your voice gave him.

When he fucks you he tells you to stay quiet, because when you ask “Does my pussy feel good?” he answers by cumming a few seconds after you ask. At this point he could cum his pants any time he hears you ask a question because he remembers the times you asked how it feels before he emptied his load in you. If you’re going to tease him by saying these things, he’ll just fuck you with his hand over your mouth so you can’t throw him off. He might even take it a step further by asking how his cock feels until you eventually get wet when you hear him ask questions.

I agree I agree I agree I agree I agree I agree I agree!!!!!!!!!!!!

okay okay, so since @bakubunny was kind enough to give a helpful guide on the differences, I decided to practice a bit. i am. still unsure if i got it right, but it was fun trying 😂

in the mornings with dad bf!eijirou

You wake to the gentle graze of lips against your cheek, stirring you from sleep as they press soft kisses to your skin. "Up and at 'em, sweetpea," Eijirou murmurs, voice low, still husky from grogginess that still grips at him.

A soft whine escapes you, the frigid air of the morning a stark contrast to the heat from the man lying beside you. It runs a shiver down your spine and you curl into yourself, eyes screwing shut tighter and brows furrowing. "Five more minutes," you rasp, unwilling to let go of the dreams still playing in your mind.

There's a low chuckle from the man beside you and he kisses your cheek again. "Okay, okay, five more minutes."

Despite his agreement, you still feel the dip of the mattress as Eijirou shifts. You pry an eye open, watching as he groggily gets up from his place beside you with a big stretch, sleep addled muscles popping and groaning. He stands from the bed, large strides taking him out of your view as he moves to stand by your side of the bed.

"I'll go get breakfast ready," he says quietly into your ear, pressing another chaste kiss to your temple as he reaches over you to pull one of his pillows up to your side. You envelop it in your arms, squeezing it and inhaling his scent that still lingers to the fabric. Eijirou pulls up the thin blanket pooling around your waist, settling it along your shoulders and tucking you in. "I'll bring it up when it's ready."

Before he leaves, he presses one final kiss to the tip of your nose, telling you to get back to sleep while he started the morning.

in the afternoon with dilf!eijirou

You step outside onto your front porch, cold glass of water in your hands. The condensation on the glass dampens your skin, collecting between your fingers and running down the back of your hand, but you don't seem to notice. Your attention is focused elsewhere.

It really was unfair how good Eijirou looked while doing yard work.

Hair tied up halfway to stay out of his face, you could see the beginnings of his black roots. His hair was matted with a thin layer of sweat, the sun high in the sky warming his tanned skin and adding to the collection of freckles on his shoulders that had accumulated over the years. The heat of the day had him foregoing a shirt, giving you the perfect view of his broad shoulders and muscular back, lined with scars that only seemed to add to his charm. When he turned around, your eyes moved to the slight pudge of his stomach, perfectly complimented by the black trail of hair that disappeared beyond the waistband of his shorts.

"That for me?"

His sudden question ripped you away from your ogling and a flush of color tinted your cheeks from being caught. You nodded, holding out the cup of iced water to him.

"Thank you, baby." Walking over, Eijirou placed his hand over yours, trapping it between his palm and the frigid glass. He bent down slightly, moving the cup toward his lips and taking a slow sip. Not once did his eye contact with you break. "Such a sweet girl for making sure I'm hydrated."

Your ears filled with the sound of his low chuckle as he watched your blush darken.

at night with daddy!eijirou

Toes curling and chest prickling with a flushed heat, you could feel that pool of arousal deep within your belly beginning to fill, threatening to overflow. With your knees pressed close to your chest, it took all you had to simply suck in breaths of gasping air, only for them to escape you as garbled moans. Eijirou was moving fast, the steady rhythm he'd built up bullying his cock into the deepest parts of your oversensitive heat.

You panted out a cuss, lips trembling as you stuttered, "E-Eiji, so close. Fuck, gunna cum..."

A whine left your lips when he slowed in response, deep thrusts turning shallow as he nipped at your neck with sharpened teeth. "You know that's not how you ask, baby," he said into your skin, tone a low and needy growl.

Your request came out as half a sob, wanting nothing more than to feel that delicious friction again that would have you hurtling toward release. "Fuck, please daddy", you begged, turning watery eyes toward him. "Please, please, wanna cum daddy."

You were rewarded by a deep roll of his hips, cockhead grinding against the spongey spot inside of you that had you seeing stars and struggling to breathe.

"That's my good girl," Eijirou rasped, once again picking up a pace that would soon have your back arching off the bed.

tags: @dcsiremc, @bakubunny, @bookcluberror, @dizazter-dragoon, @pastelbakugou, @dreamcastgirl99, @darkstarlight82

I don't write much, but I definitely agree, since I read a lot of smut. And also, while we're on this topic, I'd like to say something about nipples. Not everyone has super sensitive nipples, and others have sensitive nipples in a bad and uncomfortable way.

I would like to see some more inclusive smut.

just in case you need to hear this:

bigger isn’t always better

tighter isn’t always better

both in real life and in fiction

yes, really. i’m serious.

there’s this weird, almost disturbing obsession with the tightest pussy/biggest dicks, especially in the fanfiction circles i seem to find myself in. sure, it’s all fantasy. write for yourself. i’m also slightly guilty of that as well in that i write my preferences. but i do it with a realistic understanding of the statements above.

maybe i’m just getting old and boring, or it comes down to my own experiences. but often the most popular fics on my dash feel so unrealistic that it pulls me out of it and i have to ask, “is that normal? is it even possible? am i more clueless than i thought?”

and the answer is no, i’m probably not clueless, but fanfiction is just that: fiction. it can be so easy to get wrapped up in things that aren’t real that we question ourselves or our work unnecessarily.

maybe those popular works that make me question myself or my ability to write smut well represent someone’s experiences, but they certainly don’t represent mine. and that’s okay. i most often choose to portray what i know with certainty is or can be real.

i want smut that’s awkward and sometimes imperfect, smut where someone gets off too early or maybe not at all, smut that doesn’t talk about “size kink this, manhandling that, abs and v lines and tummy bulges, he came three times and kept going, she squirted everywhere until she couldn’t see straight,” bullshit.

like. am i crazy?

i can’t be the only fic writer who feels this way.

Hey people!

My real name is irrelevant, but my online persona is Lilith. She/they/I honestly don't care.

I'm new, young and English is not my mother tongue. BUT I like smut and cute fluff!

I write occasionally but don't expect anything major. Mostly drabbles and horny shower thoughts.

I really am not much of a weeb. But I have watched mha/bnha.

Anyway, enjoy my bullshit ❤️✨

(also, please don't interact if you're under 18. I can't keep you from reading, but if you interact I will have to block you.)

Love y'all ❤️✨

- sincerely Lilith 🙈

(lmk if you'd like me to make a tag list or you wanna be mutuals ❤️)

And just a filthy little thought, I feel like he'd make you cockwarm him while cuddling

in a soft izu mood but i have zero energy to write anything haha

It's just a thought I had a few days ago, and I remembered it now that it's Friday ❤️

I'm glad you enjoyed my horny thoughts, bunny 🐰

Hey, bun! It's Friday and I had a few thoughts Abt Izu!

So, we all agree on soft bby Izu, right?

Well, I think that he, after a rough day, would come home and absolutely pound all of his frustrations into you, not thinking very hard about your pleasure, just needing relief and release.

That being said, after he's done, he'll spend the rest of the night with his head between your thighs, apologizing for how rough he was earlier, eating you out like a starved man.

And every time this happens, he'll be calling you momma/mommy/mamas, and pumping you full of his seed, being the best German shepherd puppy bf/hubby in the world, for the entire next week.

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk ❤️

- Lilith ❤️✨

i just got chills. izu can take out his frustration on me any day. and the apology isn’t needed but i wouldn’t say no 😵‍💫

ughhhhdnshrbdjsiwnsk

and the entire time he’s fucking you he’s all, “m’sorry mommy, just need you, feels so fucking good…” groaning and almost whining like. 🫠

i’m DECEASED.

@dcsiremc

Yesssss omg!!! Also, reeeeeeeeee you two are literally my fav writers I'm dying! I feel so seen!

in a soft izu mood but i have zero energy to write anything haha

E. Todoroki | A Little Too Much Sugar

Okay, enough of y'all liked the last highly questionable thing that I posted, maybe you'll like this one, too. (It's not a full one-shot because the brain mush hasn't had time to properly percolate on it, but it might be eventually)

18+ - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

TW: references to grooming, dub-con, father x adopted daughter

So, imagine an AU where Rei's parents didn't basically sell her to Enji for a quirk marriage. He still needs an ice quirk user to bear his children to create what he envisions for Shoto in the canon AU. So he gets the bright idea to adopt an ice quirk user out of an orphanage. He does it to seem like Mr. Charitable, and he treats the girl well... Maybe a little too well.

He buys her gifts, and she gets anything she wants, as long as she does easy chores/tasks. He's one of the top heroes, so he's got money. She also gets hugs, kisses on the cheek, headpats, they watch movies and things together, and he holds her hand when they go anywhere... To the world, he just seems like a good dad, one that even All Might respects.

At first (we'll say she's between 8 and 11, so still kind of impressionable), her tasks are easy things like keeping her room clean, doing her homework, doing well in school, keeping up with her hygiene (hair, teeth, bathing, etc)...

Then as she ages, harder tasks are added on. Learning to help cook, going to social events with him as his favorite charity project little girl, doing the dishes on her own, etc.

When she reaches puberty, she starts cooking dinners, doing most of the household chores, and joining clubs and things at school (like honors societies and volunteer organizations).

The only interesting thing about that is that he decides to opt her out of sex ed, saying he'll take care of it. The school sees no problem with this, as he's Endeavor, the Number 2 hero. Why would they suspect him of nefarious intentions... right?

So he teaches her at home. He distorts it into something he can use. He's waited years for this, and he's ready. So along with the gifts he usually gives and the things he usually treats her to, he starts expanding his affection. Longer hugs. Kisses on the lips. Cuddle time when they watch things together.

Eventually (as in, once she's 18), he gets bold enough to give her an "extra special reward for being such a good daughter" to him. He's the one who taught her about sex-ed, so she only knows what he taught her. She knows to stay away from boys at school, but she doesn't know exactly why. She doesn't know about her own reproductive system other than her period.

So he takes her to his room to cuddle in his bed. It's nothing they haven't done before, at first. They spend a bit of time talking until he feels it's a good time to show her the "reward." And as he takes her, he says,

"I do this because I love you so much."

___

I hope you enjoyed this. Let me know what you think.

S. Aizawa | Why was I angry...?

Brain came up with a thing after a very restless nap. If anything doesn't make sense, let me know. Art belongs to aleksnerd.art on instagram.

CW: female reader, vaginal penetration, unsafe sex, student/teacher For purposes, the reader is legal and on birth control (I have no idea how to add warnings, so good luck?)

MINORS: DO NOT INTERACT!

I've never really gotten along with my homeroom teacher, but I find myself trying to remember why as I grip the sides of the locker room bench, my body jolting with the impact of his hips into mine.

I'm currently the living definition of 'face down, ass up', and Aizawa's fingers are digging into my hips hard enough that I'm sure I'll have bruises tomorrow. Oh well.

A small part of me is afraid of what will happen if someone catches us like this. A very small part. The rest of me is desperate for him to continue, my pussy swallowing his length greedily with every delicious thrust.

We've already made quite the mess, a combination of my own juices and his cum running down my legs. It's also splattered all over the bench and the floor.

I let out a soft moan as he drives even deeper inside, stretching my walls and massaging my g-spot just right. You'd think it was his job, with how efficiently he does it.

I manage to peek back over my shoulder, and I find him watching me, seemingly reveling in my reactions to his movements. There's a twinkle in his eye that tells me he's not even close to finished.

I try to meet his thrusts with movements of my own, desperate to feel myself tip over the edge again. I know it won't be long until I have what I want, but I'm impatient.

My legs start to tremble as I approach yet another orgasm, and I know Aizawa can feel it coming because he smirks and lets out a prideful huff.

Just before I hit the edge, he slows down, giving a sinister chuckle as I instinctively whine and press myself against him. He leans down until his chest is pressed against my back, his breath tickling the shell of my ear.

"You're more agreeable when you're like this," he whispers in a low, husky voice. "Do you want more?"

I whine in answer, and he pulls almost all the way out, until just the tip of his dick is nestled inside. He growls into my ear, "If you want it, say it. Tell me how much you want it."

I huff softly, my thoughts still reeling. "Please, don't stop. I want it... It feels so good. Please." I beg for more, looking back at him, feeling his hot breath on the side of my face as I do.

"Good girl," Aizawa rumbles softly, leaning back up and giving my ass a playful slap before he starts fucking me again, harder this time.

I moan in a mixture of surprise and delight, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he gives me exactly what I wanted.

I feel the coil tightening in my stomach, and my legs start to tremble again, matching perfectly with the quivering of my walls around him.

As I get close, I feel his grip tighten and his breathing become shallow, making soft, desperate sounds as he feels his own orgasm creeping up.

I clench down around him as my release slams into me in waves, and I feel his dick twitch as he fills me to the brim with his hot cum.

This time, he slows down until he stops, and he reaches forward to caress my hair. "Are you alright," he asks, his voice surprisingly soft.

It takes me a moment to answer, my cheek almost glued to the bench with drool. "I... I think so," I answer, my own voice soft and hoarse.

My chest is still heaving from the intensity of my orgasm, and I am almost positive that if he wasn't still holding me up, my knees would give out.

"...We made quite a mess. Let me get you cleaned up," he says, still in that soft voice. He pulls out, pulling me gently into a standing position.

I lean back against his chest, his strong arms supporting most of my weight. We stay like that until my breathing goes back to normal and my legs stop trembling.

Without a word, he leads me over to the shower and turns on the water. After he checks the temperature, he gets in with me, helping me wash my hair and my back.

Normally, we're at each other's throats, but now it's almost like we're two different people. I still can't remember why we were arguing earlier, or how I ended up bent over the bench with his dick rearranging my insides.

I feel a bit awkward as we shower and clean up our mess from on and around the bench, but I'm afraid to break the silence.

I look over at him as he zips his hero suit back up, and he catches me looking. He smirks and reaches over to readjust my uniform, his touch lingering a bit.

Suddenly, he speaks up. "You still have to write the essay on the pros and cons of your quirk and your plans for your future as a hero," he says, his voice returning to its normal tone, as if nothing happened.

As he says it, I remember why we'd been arguing: I didn't want to do the same essay that I've done over and over before. I feel stupid for it, but also oddly... thankful? I nod, confirming that I will do the essay without further complaint.

He watches me stand in silence for a bit, and his eyes soften just a bit before he does another thing that's out of character: he pulls me in for a hug.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," he whispers into my ear. "It was better than I'd imagined, (Y/n)."

I look up at him, processing at dial-up speed. I blush when it clicks. "Maybe... we could do it again sometime," I ask softly, feeling a bit hopeful.

"I thought you told me you couldn't read my mind," he whispers back with a playful smirk. I bury my face into his chest and he just holds me for a while.

By far, this is the best day I've ever had.

Am I wrong?

My perfect date/outing would be hiking out in the woods/mountains to where it's just us, the birds, and the bees, and the echo of my moans when he tethers his scarf to a tree limb as a swing and fucks me senseless

— now playing ➪ BNHA remix —

TODOROKI Shouto

midnight rendezvous

HIIIIIIII!!! I was wondering if you could do Aizawa x student!reader?? Ik you don't normally write anything but JJK but i rlly like ur writing and would js love to see you make this. 💐TYSM BABESSS ^^

DARLING CAN I BE YOUR FAVORITE?

[•~teacher!aizawa x student!reader SMUT !! (COLLEGE AU!)~•]

[•~synopsis: aw man you failed another test, guess you'll have to fuck your hot teacher.~•]

[•~a/n: i tried my best anon !! js for you, and keep sending in request ppl :D ~•]

"heeey eraser!!" present mic squeals, rushing into the classroom. aizawa looks back at the yellow haired male, obviously fed up with all his bullshit. "whatcha doin?-" eraser mic asks, dragging a chair next to aizawa, not noticing the students were taking a test.

"grading papers"aizawa replies, not paying any attention to the yellow haired individual who was interrupting his class.. present mic looks across the room, admiring all the students and just taking on the sight of the future generation of heroes. "shouldn't you be-" aizawa begins, soon cut off by present mics loud and obnoxious voice "Ooo, this class looks promising shouta, whose ya favorite?"

aizawa rolls his eyes, "don't have any. I don't like picking favorites." he says firmly. present mic is slightly baffled at his response, "really? if I could pick a favorite, I think id pick that red haired kid- actually no wait maybe the green haired one but-" present mic continues to babble on and on to aizawa. who was very obviously tuning him out.

as the bell rings, you watch all the other kids leave the classroom. all giggling and chattering about their plans for the weekend. they all seemed so busy in their conversations, so busy that they didn't notice you were staying back, which was perfect.

as soon as the last person exits the room you walk over towards aizawa. a sly smirk creeping up on your lips. "you said you needed to talk to me?" aizawa places the stack of papers he was grading down, on the table, he leans back in his chair. eyes fixed on you and your figure. "you failed another test, y/n." he says coldly, "and I hope you remember our little deal, hm?" he asks, tapping on his desk, signaling you to come sit.

"how could I forget..." you mumble sitting down on the table, watching as the black haired man approaches you. he was emotionless and rough looking. but you knew deep down he was just as excited for this as you were.

he stands in front of you, in between your legs, and he lifts your chin up with his hands. he stares down into your eyes, "bet you failed on purpose too... didn't you? fucking slut" he mumbles before crashing his lips on yours, you feed back into the kiss, the intensity and passion increasing. aizawa's hands sneakily begin to grope your tits through the fabric of your uniform, caressing them with his rough hands. making you let out breathy moans.

aizawa continues to sloppily kiss you as he begins to unbutton your top, your moans only making his cock harder. you could feel his bulge against your thighs. aizawa pulls away from the kiss, looking down at you with hazy eyes, he places your uniform top on his chair, leaving you in your bra.

he gives your breasts a tight squeeze, admiring the way they bounced. you let out a sharp cry from the sensation. "so pretty f'me aren't you sweetheart?" he coos, hands reaching to your bra's clasp, quickly unclasping it. he throws your bra across the room and leans you back slowly, making sure not to hurt you.

as you lay back down you can feel aizawa playing with your nipples, his finger grazing the surface. he watched as you would squirm more and more whenever he went harsher. aizawa then places one of them in his mouth, tongue swirling all over your nipple. you gasp at the sensation and place a hand in his hair. you can feel the wet patch in your panties grow as he continues to play with you.

his hand reaches towards your other nipple, making sure to give it attention too. he squeezes it lightly as he sucks on your other tit. you let out soft moans as you feel the sensations overtake you. "thought you didn't like pickin favorites?" you mutter, voice shaky and hoarse. aizawa responds by squeezing your nipple harshly, a muffled mumble leaving his lips which sounded like a "shut up..."

soon enough aizawa also gets your skirt off, leaving you in your panties. he lifts both of you legs onto his shoulders, pressing his bulge against the wet patch on your panties. you let out a mewl at the feeling of his clothed cock pushed up on you. "see what ya do to me pretty girl? fuck- I could do this all day..." he groans, grinding against the wetness seeping through your panties.

aizawa hastily unbuckles his belt, and slides his pants and boxers off. freeing his long dick. a soft sigh leaves your lips at the sight. you had fucked aizawa a couple times before but still, his long shaft always surprised him and made you crave him even more. "look at m'pretty girl, so mesmerized by my cock, it's okay sweetheart you'll get it soon..." he pushes your panties to the side, aligning himself with your hole.

"c'mon sweetheart y'know what you gotta do now..." he hums, tucking hair behind your ears. "aizawa... pleaseee" you whine, hands reaching for his hips. aizawa slaps your clit, making you jolt back "y'know damn well that isn't good enough, beg for it like the dirty bitch you are." he demands sharply.

"p-please daddy, need your cock so badly..." you mewl, you didn't care how stupid you sounded, you had one thing on your mind right now. and you needed him badly. aizawa smirks slyly and whispers "anything for my girl..." and he pushes his cock in. you both let out content moans and groans as you feel each other.

he lets you adjust to his size before ramming himself in and out of you, your slick coating his cock fully. "so fuckin wet f'me, baby..." he groans, hands gripping on your hips. his pace was so quick and rough, just the way you liked it. his hips bucked into you without any mercy.

"you're so slutty for this, fuckin ya teacher just to raise your grades? dirtyass slut." he mocks, pushing your thighs closer to your chest, his shaft abusing your cunt even deeper now. you let out sobs and cries from all the pressure, the feeling of his leaky tip constantly hitting your cervix. you were in pure bliss.

aizawa admires the sweet noises, both your mouth and cunt makes. he could feel the way your walls would tighten around him with each thrust he gave, signaling you were close. he looks back up at your face, you looked so dazy and lost. babbling about how good you felt, so cock drunk you couldn't even speak correctly. aizawa chuckles at the state you were beneath him. "we just started pretty girl, don't tell me yer already too fucked out-" he teased.

his calloused fingers start trailing down to your clit, rubbing soft circles on it, as aizawa begins to feel his own orgasm creeping up on him. the pressure on your clit makes you yelp out with pleasure, the familiar knot in your stomach tightening at a hasty pace.

your walls sucked in his cock snuggly, aizawa knew you were on the brink of your orgasm. "c'mon baby, tell me who fucks you the best..." he grunts, his voice hoarse and raspy. his words simply didn't register in your brain, all you could focus on was the release that was building up in you. aizawa slaps your clit again, his voice harsh and demanding "answer m'fuckin question slut. who fuck you the best?"

you jolt up at his words, "y-you do daddy!! you do!!" you mewl, a sob leaving your lips as you cry out from the harsh orgasm you just endured. aizawa felt your liquid wash all over his shaft, which was enough to bring him to the brink of an orgasm. he pulls out of you quickly. and begins jerking himself off quickly, hot strings of semen decorating your stomach. you both let out heavy pants of satisfaction. "made such a big mess pretty girl, let's clean up okay?" he affirms, helping you back up.

USELESS₊˚⊹♡

[•~AGEDUP!PROHERO!MIDORYIA X F!READER~•] smut/slight angst

synopsis: your pro hero boyfriend comes back angry and hurt and needs a way to relieve some stress

warnings: dom!izuku sub!reader degradation, spanking, use of "whore" and "slut", praise

a/n: pt.2?

the front door slams, which is soon accompanied by faint footsteps gradually getting louder and louder. they sounded urgent and quick. the suspense making your heart race and stomach drop.

you leave your room to further investigate the sudden footsteps, only to be greeted by your boyfriend, izuku sat on the couch. but something was off about him. he didn't have his usual soft and caring personality. his aura wasn't so welcoming and gentle.

"please izuku, baby- just talk to me..." you sigh. izuku had just came home from a mission and he seemed frustrated. and you had been urging the man to open up, after all izuku wasn't the type to get angry easily.

"I told you I'm fine." he shuts you off again. that's all he had been repeating for the last 10 minutes. he kept brushing you off, ignoring the obvious tint of worry slowly spreading all over your face.

"baby please- tell me-"

"fine. you wanna know so bad huh? just can't leave me alone. I'll show you then, since you can't mind your own fucking business." he snaps. you've never seen this side of him. he looked so angry, and frustrated. he was fed up with whatever it was bothering him.

izuku grabs your hands forcefully, his grasp making it impossible for you to even attempt to break through. but it wasn't like you would try to, seeing izuku so fed up and furious sorta turned you on, but you would never tell him that.

eagerly, the green haired man drags you to your sharfed bedroom, slamming the door as quickly as he could. he shoves you onto the mattress, his shadow towering all over you. before you could realize his rough calloused hands reach for the hem of your shorts, toying with the waistband.

"can I?" izuku always made sure he had your approval before doing anything, after all his biggest fear is hurting you. you nod, completely lost in the sudden adrenaline rush.

izuku sighs, his frustration grows even more, he delivers a soft but warning slap on your leg. "y'know better, use your words." it was evident he wasn't messing around. "you can..." was all it took before izuku slides your shorts off in one swift motion, leaving one small rip in them.

you sigh loudly at the sensation of the cold air hitting your naked legs. then a finger runs all over your panties, teasing your soaking hole, slick seeping through the soft cotton fabric. he smirks at the sight. "mm-, didn't know I could do this to ya, makes me feel kinda useful for once..." he chuckles, fingers rubbing your clothed clit.

deep breaths quicken as you ache for more stimulation, hips slowly grinding against his finger. izuku sucks his teeth before holding your hips down, restricting you from any movement. "if you want more, you gotta ask princess." he adds, a cocky grin painted all over his face.

"p-please zuku- more.." you mumble out. he scoffs loudly again, another slap meeting your thigh, this time a little bit harder. "for what? don't act dumb now." he snaps, fingers now rubbing over your clothed clit even slower. despite how humiliated you felt, you were so desperate for more. "please baby, I need you in me..."

panties are thrown across the bedroom, your bare pussy out for him. he lets a hand rub all over your inner thighs, collecting all the arousal which seeped out. "looks like I don't needa prep you huh, pretty girl? but what else did I expect from a slut like you.." he chuckles before reaching down to his belt.

he slowly unbuckles the belt, before stopping suddenly. "nah, since you wanted to piss me off, you do it." grabbing one of your soft gentle hands and placing them on his belt. and you oblige, you didn't care what it took, all you wanted was his cock in you right now.

you unbuckle his belt and slide his boxers off, freeing his girthy cock. his hairs were trimmed and his tip was a rosy pink, veins decorating the length. izuku shudders, "mmm, what do you want baby?" he cooes, hands caressing your cheek.

"I want youu-zuku please put it in" you beg, your eyes staring back up at him so gently. izuku smiles warmly for a split second, distracting you from the fact he had just pushed your legs all the way down to your chest, knees touching your chest. he slams himself in, the girth stretching you out, leaving you with a painful yet pleasurable burn.

the two of you let out breathy moans, which are soon disturbed from izuku's sudden harsh thrusts. usually when you two had sex, he was so gentle and sweet. slow but passionate thrusts as he whispered sweet nothings in your ears. but right now, you weren't even sure if this was the same izuku you knew before.

"everybody sayin im fuckin useless..." he groans, hips bucking into your even quicker, making you yelp out with pleasure. his cock moving in and out of your walls at an impossible speed. "always talking about m'not good for anything." he scoffs

you now were beginning to piece together what had happened earlier, what left izuku so angry earlier. you knew people would constantly mock him for his quirk, and his backstory. and usually he wouldn't care, after all why should he? but today was his breaking point.

"m'not useless though..." he mutters, hi thrusts getting sloppier, hands pushing your legs down even more. "isn't that right? nobody could ever fuck my girl as well as I can" he affirms, hands tilting your chin down, maintaining eye contact.

you nod, too lost in the pure bliss you were experiencing from the sensation of feeling his pelvis grind against your clit. not only that, but izuku was ramming into your g-spot in the right place too. making you sob for more.

"I asked you a question." he grunts, his thrusts getting harder and harsher as he slaps your thigh swiftly. making you yelp as you feel the sharp sting. "m- sorry! you- you fuck me so good zuku'" you cry out. you couldn't believe the erotic words leaving your lips right now. it was so embarrassing.

"yeah, dunno what they talking about. always talking shit. bet they none of them could even get you to the brink of an orgasm hm?" he grunts. at this point he was just mumbling to himself. too lost in his frustrated thoughts.

you could feel the edge of an orgasm overtake you. "f-f-fuck!! zuku! gonna cum-" you squeal. izuku groans, and sighs, an annoyed expression planted all over this face. "did I say you could? I wasn't done princess. hold it." he commands as he continues to fuck you into the mattress.

but you couldn't- not when he looked so hot all stressed and furious. the sweat beading off his forehead as he fucked you like a dirty whore. you twitch, body jolting up quickly. the overwhelming feeling of pleasure filling you up. your cum coats his cock quickly, making izuku whimper loudly.

"shit- didn't I tell you not to cum? dirty whore couldn't even listen to my directions. shouldn't have expected you to listen though, you selfish little brat." he scolds, harshly slapping your clit. leaving you sobbing loudly.

"guess I gotta show you how to be a good girl then."

"cmon baby one more..." he coos into your ear, nails still digging into the fleshy fat of your ass as he guides your hips up and down on his girthy cock. he was determined to get one more orgasm from you. he had to.

it felt like forever. you had been bouncing up and down on his shaft for what felt like ages. you couldn't even recall when it all had started. one orgasm to another, he simply couldn't get enough. he was addicted.

you felt that same knot in your stomach tighten again, this time it was much tighter and intense. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened, your nails engraving small crescents.

your boyfriend had noticed this, he swiftly grabs onto your waist, lifting you up and slamming himself into you at an cervix bruising pace. it was so quick you could barely could even process your own high approaching by second. then you felt it.

back arched, eyes rolled all the way back, jaw dropped, legs trembling. it was intense and heavenly. you've never felt anything so good in your life. it was so good that you didn't even notice the fluid you had squirted everywhere.

as you came back down from your high you realized your boyfriends thrusts had came to an abrupt end. "w-whyd you stop?" you ask, somewhat disappointed. but your boyfriend was looking into your eyes, a cheeky smirk plastered all over his face. "dirty girl- you squirted on me..." he panted out, slowly beginning to buck his hips into your cunt again.

you notice the tacky thin layer of liquid painted between your thighs and his lap. you let out a breathy sigh before your boyfriend whispers into your ear.

"y'think you could do that again for me pretty?"

gojo, geto, nanami, kirishima, hawks, denki, eren, jean + any of ur favs !!

"I'D UNDERSTAND "

[•~college!au, aged!up kirshima x reader~•]fluff/slight angst/smut

[•~synopsis: you find out your boyfriend was just using you, don't worry ejiro will help you forget all about that~•]

[•~a/n: inspired by a situation my friend was js in, send requests!!~•]

you couldn't believe it. after all that time? all those memories you two had together. it was all for nothing.

you and your (ex) boyfriend had been dating for a couple weeks. even though it was merely a couple weeks, you were convinced that he was the love of your life. you knew that he was the one. or at least you thought so-

gradually things got distant, he stopped making an effort overall, while you put in everything you had. you were confused and frustrated. you didn't do anything to him? so what was going on?...

then earlier this afternoon, you were catching up on some nearly-late homework assignments. as you scribbled your way through some equations a light buzz vibrated against your thigh.

curiously, you took out your phone and glanced over at the notification. you had got a message from your boyfriend.

you open his chats eagerly, for once he started a conversation with you. but your moment of glee soon came to an abrupt end as you read the first couple words.

"y/n. we need to break up"

you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. your stomach dropped making the guilty and panicky feeling overtake your senses even more.

you continue reading the paragraph, each word making that sick feeling grow in you. you couldn't believe that this was happening. it had to be a nightmare.

"tbh i was desperate for a prom date cs all my friends going had one and i didn't wanna be left out and at that point they were making fun of me so yea i shoulda js told the truth from the start instead of lying"

emotions flooded your mind. betrayal. disappointment. anger. were just to name a few. you were at a loss for words. you thought he actually loved you. he treated you better than any other guy you were previously with. and you get played?

you drop your phone, tears flooding your eyes as you fall onto your bed, head buried in the pillow below you. the only thing you felt like doing now was to cry your eyes out dry. sob until you got better if that was possible anymore. you felt stupid.

teardrops dampened the pillowcase below you face as you say there in sorrow. but your moment of mourning was soon interrupted by a series of knocks. a familiar voice following.

"y/n? you left your textbooks in the library-"

you quickly fix yourself up, taking in a couple deep breaths and wiping the tears off your cheeks. you swiftly get up from your bed, praying that the faint pink tint plastered all over your face wasn't too obvious.

your hand curls over the doorknob and you open the door slowly. being greeted with a familiar red haired boy. eijiro kirishima, your best friend. one of his arms holding up a stack of books, while the other was shoved in his jacket pocket.

"h-hey eijiro... thanks for bringing me these" you whispered, hiding your shaky rattled voice. eijiro looked down at you with a small frown. "you okay, y/n?" he asks, handing you the books, worry and concern evident in his tone.

those three words were all it took to make you crack. you erupted back into that familiar sorrow, eyes overfilling with water.

you then feel strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into a warm and comforting embrace. without any thought you cry into his chest, a spot in his hoodie getting soaked.

a hand strokes your back softly as his soothing voice whispers in your ear "let it out, it's all gonna be okay y/n, I promise..." you hug him back even tighter, too lost in your emotions.

a couple moments pass before eijiro pulls away for a quick moment, arms still wrapped around you.

"you wanna tell me what's wrong?..."

you explain to kirishima everything that had just happened. he knew about this boyfriend you had and wasn't too trusting of him to begin with. he has a gut feeling something was off but he didn't want to burst your bubble so he kept quiet.

at least that's what he told himself. in actuality he couldn't tell if he was just jealous of him or if he actually had a guy feeling. something eijiro had never told you was that he had the biggest crush on you ever since you two had met. and every time you mentioned or introduced him to a new guy the only thing he could think of was how much better he was.

this moment was no different either. you told him in the past about how your boyfriend was treating you. from all the dry and lackluster conversations to the lack of attention. he heard it all. and he tried his best to comfort you, to try to look out for the both of you. when in reality he wanted you all for himself. he wanted to tell you how much of a better boyfriend he could be.

his blood boiled and his heart was full of fury. "that is so messed up." he grumbled arm wrapped around one of your shoulders as he held you in close, inhaling tye sweet scent of your shampoo.

"I know... im so tired of this ejiro. am I really that unlovable?.." you ask, glancing back up at the red haired male, eyelashes decorated with tiny teardrops. kirishima feels his cheeks reddened and blush as he thinks carefully about his reply. he could ruin your friendship if this doesn't go his way. but if it does workout, his dreams will come true. a moment passes before he replies.

"y/n, honestly I can't even hide this anymore from you. I love you. I mean it I swear. it drives me mad seeing you let these guys take advantage of you like this, you're too pretty and perfect to be treated like this. please- let me show you how good I could treat you-"

and that's how it all started. you were laid down on your back, thighs pushed all the way to your chest as kirishima towered over you.

"relax for me mamas... ima make you feel so good..." he cooes into your ear, hand caressing your cheek. you listen to him and let go of all the tension you were holding in, a breathy exhale leaving your lips.

kirishima teases his tip in between your fold and clit, making the both of you let out a small moan. soon enough he gently pushes himself in, groaning at the way your wet walls clam down on his length. you grip the bedsheets next to you as the feeling of the pleasureable yet painful stretch engulfs your senses.

"you okay princess? can I start?..." he asks, checking in for any signs of discomfort on your face. it took everything in him to not start moving and pound the life out of you, he had fantasized about this moment since forever and it was finally in his hands.

you nod, and kirishima starts moving at a slow pace, making sure you were okay, after all the last thing he would ever want to do, is to hurt you. but soon enough he picks up the pace gradually, making you cry out for more. "your takin it so well for me mamas..." he praises, his hips bucking into your cunt even quicker.

"f-fuck she was made for me hm? bet that lameass boyfriend couldn't get ya like this" he mumbles, pointing your chin down to make sure you maintain eye contact with him.

he begins to get rougher, hands quickly shifting your legs from pressed against your torso to now your calves on his shoulders. the new position made him ram into that spongy spot, making your moans even louder.

it all felt so good, from the way his cock was now even deeper in you, the way his thrust became harsh and passionate you could only shut your eyes from the ecstasy.

"don't close your eyes on me mama, keep them open or I'll stop." he commands, drilling into your hole even faster now, the sound of skin slapping follow suit. you open your eyes, listening to his warning. he smirks and whispers down into your ear "good girl... you're so obedient for me mamas" he grins.

he pounds into you harshly, faint mumbles of " so-so sorry mamas... can't hold back anymore" as he drills into you, his grip on your hips was sure to leave a purplish bruise the next morning.

you feel the familiar know in your stomach tighten. "m'so close eijiro please!-" you mewl. "cmon baby... tell me who fucks you better? me or him?" he teases. "y-you do..." you mutter out, somewhat inaudible. he lightly slaps your cheek "the fuck was that?. tell me who the fuck you belong to-" he grunts out. "y-you, I only belong to you eijiro-" you cry out

"good girl, listenin to me so well..." eijiro grins and places a hand on your bud, digits rubbing quick circles all over it. bringing you over the edge.

your back arches and your thighs tremble. you let a loud moan as you feel the pleasure overwhelm you. the sight alone was enough to make kirishima reach his own high. he pulls out and begins to stroke his cock, letting out pretty groans as his lips part slightly.

long ropes of cum decorate your stomach as you both pant out heavily. you close your eyes, as you catch your breath. while you do so kirishima notices your phone on the other side of the bed, open.

he grabs it quickly without you noticing and snaps a quick photo. hurriedly tapping on your exes icon and sending him the photo.

"kinda sad that you let such a pretty girl like her go. it's okay i'd understand, you didn't deserve her anyways"

MHA BOYS NSFW HEADCANNONS

[•~featuring- AGED UP!! Izuku Midoryia, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hanta Sero, Hitoshi Shinsou~•]

[•~a/n- haven't written in months!! excuse my writing but im getting back into it!! send requests!!, TY FOR 1K FOLLOWS 🙏🏼~•]

₊˚⊹♡ Izuku Midoryia

-Definitely a closeted pervert. have you seen the way he reacts around other girls?? you can't tell me that he hasn't watched a whole bunch of porn. his mind is definitely filthy and has no limits, very imaginative.

- but he tries his best to hide it, of course. he gets really embarrassed knowing that he's fantasizing about such sexual ideas and how it isn't right, but he can't help it when you wear those low cut shirts that expose your cleavage so well, or whenever your skirt rides up your thighs, showing off so much skin he doesn't even know what to do.

-100% a tits guy. any size is perfect to him, because to him it's not about the size. as long as he can grope and squish them or even seeing your hardened nipples poke through the thin fabric of your shirts. It's just enough to get him going.

-he gets super shy the first couple times you two do fuck. I'm talking constant rambling, the cherry red blushed cheeks and all those whimpers. he really doesn't know how to act. he's been waiting for the moment your soft delicate hands wrap around the base of his cock, or when he could feel your slick walls tighten around his shaft. he's been dreaming of this night for so long, he can't believe it's actually happening.

-he gets fucked out so so quickly. it's already so hard to not just cum as soon as he enter your tight wet walls. so after a couple thrusts he's mumbling about how good you feel and how much he loves you. when he gets closer, his hips buck into yours in an unsteady pace. his thrusts are more shaky and harder as he's whispering both quiet praises and curse. shutting his eyes tightly as he reaches his high, mouth slightly agape too.

-he loves eating. he prefers giving rather than receiving, simply because he'd rather please you. hearing your soft angelic sounds and watching as your face reacts with every little thing he does is already enough to make him cum. like I said, he has watched so much porn, he has analyzed them for moments like this. and he's analyzing you too. taking mini mental notes of what makes your hips shuffle, or what makes your cries go a pitch higher. he's so good at giving head, it makes you question if he even is a virgin anymore.

₊˚⊹♡ Katsuki Bakugo

-a throat fucker. you could start off going slow and taking him in little by little, but every time you end up with mascara smeared all over your eyes, spit mixed with precum dripping down your chin. and your mouth full of his cum. bakugo gets impatient, and needs to feel your throat around his cock. he's thrusting into your mouth like he doesn't care that your sobbing, gagging on his cock so hard your stomach aches, because he knows you like it when he's rough with you.

-he's an ass guy. and back shots with him are like no other. he bends you over his work desk, arms pinned to the middle of your back as hers leading his leaky tip to your entrance, ramming it in. a hand sneaks over to the fat of your ass, grabbing a handful as he waits for you to adjust to his size. after all he isn't that mean to make you feel pain. once you give him the green light, he instantly starts pounding into you, watching the as your plush ass ripples with every thrust. even spanking it a couple times.

-prefers to cum on you. don't get him wrong he loves to cum inside, his ego only grows as he watches his cum drips out your hole. but seeing your face, your gorgeous face decorated with the opaque ribbons of his cum, it feeds the possessive side of him. knowing that you're only his. but cumming on your ass? it's just enough to get fully hard again and ready for round two.

-imagine katsuki having you on your stomach, your upper half being shoved into the mattress by one hand. the other hand gripping onto your mouth. he didn't tell you to be quiet, because he doesn't want you to be. he loves hearing your pleas and mewls but he knows how loud you are. the neighbors would be pissed if they heard you two all night. but you enjoy this moment ever more. the angle he's holding you at makes his angry tip ram into that spongey spot repeatedly. making his attempts to silence you go to waste.

-he gets jealous super easily. especially if he notices you're hanging out with Midoryia more than him. you're his. and only his so why should he have to share someone like you with anybody else? he needs you to understand who you belong to, so jealousy sex is a common thing for you two. he's a lot rougher with you, doesn't show you any mercy. he'll keep edging until he gets tired of it, bring you so close to your high only to pull out last second. he needs to let out his frustration some how.

-his favorite position is definitely doggystyle. like I mentioned he's a big ass guy, but he likes the position mainly because you're at his mercy. he controls the speed, going painfully slow or brain numbingly fast. he craves power and control. a big hair puller too, the position allows him to yank on your hair whenever he wishes too. mainly to make you moan louder, or to bring make you listen to all the humiliating things he has to say about you.

₊˚⊹♡ Eijiro Kirishima

-definitely talks you through it. he is big. and he knows it. so the first time he slides himself in, he's peppering you with many kisses to your forehead. holding your hand and telling you about how well you're taking him. he pushes himself in, slowly snd gently do he doesn't hurt you two much. he would hate to see you cry. just reminding you there's only a little bit more to go, snd when you do take all of him in. he tells you how proud of you he is. he's such a sweet gentleman<3

"c'mon just a couple more, I know you can do it princess..."

"you did it baby, took me so well, you feelin' alright?"

-he loves hand holding. mainly because of the size difference. your hand is so much smaller than his. your palms are gentle and soft, contrasting his own. he fingers curl around yours perfectly, almost like they were meant to be together. but his favorite part is whenever you squeeze his hand. it makes him feel so strong. like you're telling him you feel safe with him, he just loves all the intimacy.

-he's a decent eater, he can get the job done of course. but nothing will ever compare to his fingers. they're long and wide, and at the perfect size to make you see stars. his digits curl just right while they thrust repeatedly. and his thumb is focused on your clit, rubbing smooth tiny circles on the bud. making your back arch and pelvis shake from the pleasure.

-hes such a gentleman, and he prioritizes your pleasure of his. one way he shows you this is by always making sure you cum before him. no matter what the situation is. he could pissed at you, but he'd still make sure that you cream all over his wide fingers before focusing on his own throbbing erection.

-is super big on consent. he does not play around about that. he would never EVER want to hurt you in any way, so he always triple checks to make sure you're okay with everything. always asking before he slips your panties of you, or reminding you that you don't need to force yourself for him. he also does not play about that mumbling stuff. he needs to hear an audible answer from you're lips before he can continue.

"you know better than that baby, c'mon use your words"

₊˚⊹♡ Hanta Sero

-he's such a tease. always leading you on, whether that be the heated make out sessions, or the way he whispers dirty things into your ear in public. he'll even pretend that he didn't just tell you how much he wants to bend you over the restaurant table and fuck you dumb Infront of all the people here. he doesn't actually mean it, it's all just to rile you up for later.

-has a big humiliation kink. it's so selfish but he can't help it. hanta lives to see your cheeks flush a baby pink as you hide your face away from him. he find it's so cute, knowing how easily he can break apart your attitude so quickly. he's always reminding you of how dirty you sound moaning for him like this, or how pathetic you look struggling to take all of him in your mouth.

-a big wrist holder. type of guy to always pin your wrists above your head as his hips buck into you swiftly. you're at his grace and he has all the control right now, which he tease you about of course. you look so desperate and downright helpless being held like this that's he can't help but remind you of it.

-this ties in with humiliation, but he also has a really bad dumbification kink. he wants to fuck you so dumb you won't even be able to straight for the rest of the night. whenever he's thrusting up into you as you run your mouth babbling about how good he's making you feel, hanta just wears the most shit eating grin ever. because everything you're saying doesn't make sense, not even in the slightest but his ego boosts exponentially knowing he can get you in a state like this.

-he loves THIGHS. especially if they have stretch marks or cellulite on them. he finds them so appealing. your thighs looks so soft and plushy, he can't help but just want to lay on them. but his favorite thing about them is whenever he's eating you out and you squeeze them around his head just right. gosh it feels like he's about to suffocate to death, but he wouldn't even be mad about it. he'd let you crush him with your thighs any day of the week.

-if you had one complaint about hanta, it would be about how many hickeys he would leave on you. after every night you'd wake up to finding hickeys all over your body. you see it as mainly annoying yet a little cute, but hanta does it just for both his own pleasure and for his possessiveness. seeing you marked up because of him just turns him on so much especially seeing your inner thighs decorated in the purplish red bruises. everyone knows who gave you all them too, giving him the greedy satisfaction he craves.

₊˚⊹♡ Denki Kaminari

-he is such a pervert. and he doesn't even hide it. now he's not like mineta, he's not going to go around and flirt with every girl he sees and harass them. no, his eyes are only focused on you. and just you. and whatever he does, he always makes sure that you're okay with it of course but that's not stopping him from whispering dirty things in your ears when you're in public. the worst part is, whenever you confront him about it he'll play dumb, acting like nothing ever happened.

-both an ass and tits guy. denki can't just pick one, they're both so hot to him. lowcut and tight shirts have him in a chokehold. he loves the way your boobs are somewhat exposed in low cut shirts, and tight shirts that show you're figure make him feel all mushy. but on top of that, he's a sucker for short miniskirts and short shorts. anything which just reveals your shape just makes him want to act up.

-the biggest tease you'll ever meet. he will mes with you about everything. did you just squirt on him? yeah he's never letting you forget that. oh did you want him to go faster? he'll make sure to go extra slow for you. he does it all just to make you angry (he finds it oddly hot seeing you annoyed) but his favorite part is teasing the tip of his cock into your entrance. no matter how much you beg for him, he'll repeat his painfully annoying little actions. only stopping whenever he feels like you've waited enough. overall he's just so unserious.

-D1 eater. that man knows what he's doing. well scratch that, no he doesn't. he doesn't know what he's doing to be real with you, he's eating mainly for his own selfish pleasure. drool and arousal is all over his chin but he doesn't care, he hasn't had enough yet. his tongue is thrusting into your hold viciously as a finger is rubbing desperate circles on your bud, even sending a couple light zaps to help him stimulate you.

-his favorite position is definitely cowgirl. it's the way you're on full display for him, tits bouncing as you grind yourself on him. he also likes the position because it allows you to have control. denki is a big switch and wouldn't mind you taking the lead for once, and if he needs to he won't hesitate to lift you up by the hips and thrust up into you.

-BIG dumbification kink. for both himself and you. seeing you so cock-drunk turns him on so much, because you look so good. your hair sticking to your sweaty forehead as your eyes are half lidded and hazy. but on the other side, he wants you to the same to him. denki secretly wants you to ride him so well that he short circuits and can't think straight. the effect your wet clammy pussy has on him puts him in a trance.

₊˚⊹♡ Hitoshi Shinsou

-LOVES THIGHS. he is 100% a thigh guy. he doesn't care what you do to him. you could try to crush his head and he'd thank you for it. his favorite part though, is whenever you sit down and your skirt rides up your thighs, exposing so much more. just seeing your bare exposed thighs only makes his thoughts even worse than normal.

-headboard grabber!! he definitely is rough with his thrusts and grips the headboard to steady himself. and he looks so good doing it. imagine hitoshi, all sweaty and looking back down at you with his natural sleepy eyes as you both lose yourself to the overwhelming pleasure. he looks absolutely majestic.

-hes definitely into somno. of course he'd only act on it if he had your consent. but once you gave him the okay, the stars aligned for hitoshi. we all know he's an insomniac and that he usually has trouble sleeping, so it's not unusual to wake up, feeling his girth stretching you out in the middle of the night. he'd try to be super gentle and soft at first so you didn't wake up. but he gets impatient quickly and ends up risking it, usually always waking you up.

-A BIG HAIR PULLER. loves to pull your hair, mainly to force you to keep eye contact with him and so he can you're fucked out expression. and the mewl you let out whenever he tugs on your hair extra harshly makes him want to let loose right there. but he's also a big sucker for getting his own hair pulled too. your soft delicate fingers getting entangled in his dark lavender locks,the sensation is merely indescribable.

-he loves it whenever you praise him. he'll act like he doesn't care about it much, but deep down his heart is pounding rapidly. just hearing how good he's making you feel, especially with your shaky voice. it's such a turn on for him. whenever you praise him about anything he melts, feeling so confident in himself. which only lead him to be even more determined to make each time unforgettable

-face sitting with hitoshi is such an experience. imagine this, you've begged him to let you try it, just so you could understand the hype behind it. and hitoshi agrees, pretending to not be just as excited as you. (he's been dreaming of his head being squished with your thighs). but once you lay your cunt over his face, he gets to work. now im not going to lie, yes not the best eater but this position makes up for everything. this man is eating like he's been starved for months. and don't you dare try to live yourself off him, he's only going to pull you back down.

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