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Red-Handed (Bakugo x Reader x Kaminari)

First of all I would like to say….I don’t have an actual explanation for this. This vision was brought to you by Yellowtail Pinot Grigio! This is the longest piece of filth I’ve ever written. Warning: Explicit Content. All my characters are over 18, if you’re reading this you should be too.

There’s a lot going on in here including: Dub-con, deepthroating, some slight cuckholding, anal, reluctant threesome, electrocution play (is that what you call it? It’s a very tiny part though), double penetration There’s a Part 2!

There’s a Part 3!

Word count: 4,420

“We’re not gonna get caught, Princess.”

You shouldn’t have believed him; you really shouldn’t have, but it’s hard to say no to your sexy ass boyfriend sometimes. You and Bakugo had only just started dating, but your physical attraction to each other had always been off the charts. Having finally wormed your way into each other’s romantic lives after years of pining, you were free to act on your lustfulness and act on it y’all did. Sometimes in spaces where you really shouldn’t. Especially in spaces where you really shouldn’t. Bakugo seemed to have a kink for almost getting caught, and that was starting to rub off on you as well. What you weren’t prepared for, though, was ACTUALLY getting caught.

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MHA you say? Did you mean... Denki Kaminari yandere headcanons? Idk if he'd be soft and not really want to do anything too drastic or if he'd have this moment where he snaps and basically becomes a human electric chair for fun, any thoughts?

Very interesting ask! This was fun!

Triggers: possessive behavior, jealousy, unhealthy obsession, unhealthy dynamic of looking at darling as if they were a god, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

(they don't have yellow for Denki :( so he'll be orange)

_Denki_

I feel like Denki would start off as a soft harmless yandere.

Like, he would just be clingy more than anything.

He wouldn't steal you away, he would just set ground rules of who you can and cannot be friends with.

And he would just be his normal self.

He would likely bring you to be a part of his friend group.

The only time you would see any "possession" is when you get too close to someone or vise-versa.

In that situation, Denki would just worm his way into the conversation until the other person walked away.

But he wouldn't forget to give you a bit more of a lecture about not doing that again.

And things would be like this for a long time.

Like a really long time.

Like from 6-months to 2 years kinda long time.

Depending on how well you behave.

But sooner or later things will change.

Sooner or later your light hearted fun relationship will stop.

Your cute little jealous boyfriend will become a monster.

The beast he has been holding back this entire time will strike.

And there is no escape for you.

~

It will start out slow.

He'll start to drag you away from people more and more.

He'll move into every class that you have.

He'll start to follow you around, a lot more.

Denki will become more and more touchy.

He'll make you start to pay attention to him and only him.

This, once again will go one for a while.

Usually 6-8 weeks at most. 3-4 weeks at least.

But still, no matter how hard you try.

You're not getting away.

Except one day, you wake up.

And you're not in your house.

You'll be in a basement, on an old bed with the smell of moist air clouding your nose.

You are fucked.

It doesn't matter how hard you'll struggle, you're not getting away.

But what about your quirk?

If you try to use it... prepare to be fried for a few seconds.

And he'll keep doing this as much as needed.

But while he electrocutes you, he'll be crying…

His sobs will be louder than your screams.

And after he gets done electrocuting you, he'll start to kiss the wounds.

He'll mumble phrases like,

"I'm so sorry my lord."

"My poor holy deity."

"Please forgive me…"

"I just couldn't let your holiness and purity be damaged by the damn non-believers…"

He had always called you his god…

And you thought it was just a cute little thing or inside joke in your relationship.

How could he treat his god like this?!

You would question yourself every day…

~

Denki would try his best to behave himself and not get too close to you, your first few weeks in the basement.

But that doesn't mean he would completely avoid you as a whole.

He would bring you your three meals a day, and sit on the opposite side of the room while you are.

He would tell you about what was happening in the world, to keep you updated.

And he would come in every night to wish you a good rest.

But as time goes on, Denki slowly moves closer and closer to you.

And if you allow it, he'll sit in the same bed as you.

But if not...well it's gonna happen sooner or later.

Soon enough he'll be cuddling you again!

Just like he did before all of...this.

But these cuddles will feel different.

They won't feel so soft anymore…

They feel possessive.

They feel sickly.

They will feel like an envious serpent has slithered it's way around you, and is slowly constricting you.

Least to say:

They are not comfortable for you.

And Denki will only add more to the unease by peppering kisses onto the back of your neck.

This is life now.

Good luck.

~

In short: Denki will start off soft and fine, but slowly he will morph into a monster...

Word count: 661

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I'm curious - how would Denki react to his darling being a yandere for him? Maybe not quite murder levels of possessiveness, but they're definitely not happy with him talking to pretty much anyone but them. (Ace Anon)

Triggers: very brief mention of kiss, unhealthy relationships, possessive/obsessive behavior, unhealthy obsession, unhealthy behavior, toxic relationship, toxic relationship, White Knight syndrome (?), Imaging of murder, fantasizing about murder, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

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...Denki...

Denki can be kinda…dense…

So he didn't really know when you started to be a little dere-dere with him.

Even when you started getting upset when he talked to other people, he thought you were just being cute and jealous.

But once your behaviors start to get more extreme then he'll finally notice.

But we're not there yet.

We'll start off with subtle.

You were already in the Baku gang friend group.

But you came into the school late into the year, after quickly befriending Mina.

You found yourself eating with, studying with, and just hanging out with the Baku squad everyday.

And it was really enjoyable.

And as with big friend groups you grew closer with certain people more than with others.

Those "people" was actually a person.

And that person was the one and only Denki Kaminari.

I see you as the kind of yandere that needs to get to know someone.

So you likely won't be head over heels for someone just because someone did something nice for you.

Meanwhile Denki just needs to feel a specific spark with you.

And the stars aligned.

By the time you had fallen for Denki, bro was already in the stalking phase.

~

You noticed your small crush has started to grow more and more by the day.

It was nothing out of the ordinary to you.

It had happened before, but the last time your crushes always ran away.

So you started slow.

It began with the small action of staring at Denki a lot.

But then after a few months you would have moved to the actions of constantly trying to get Denki's attention.

Mina had soon picked up on your little crush, and tried to help you with your plans.

It was greatly appreciated.

Mina was an ally.

Denki started to notice your little possessive side when you two played two truths and one lie together.

Denki noted how you would talk about other classmates or students with a venom in your tone.

If he was being honest, it made his heart flutter a bit.

Had he tainted you with his own behaviors?

Did he need to purify you with more... personal and up close study session with you. Alone. (Cough cough confession).

~

Denki had as well acted a bit clingy and more childlike with you, compared to other people in the friend group.

Denki would love your little possessive side when he finally realized it.

He would have daydreams in class about you too.

About how you would find each other killing your own targets, then sharing a passionate kiss after words.

And all different sensors like this one.

Meanwhile you would imagine all the ways you think Denki would torture people for you.

~

One of many things that Denki loved about you, was your weak heart.

No matter how much you threaten someone about killing or hurting someone, you can't.

You don't have the heart to.

You could never bring yourself to even cut someone.

You were so trained, and pure all at once.

That is why he needs to protect you.

To save you.

To have his little victim.

You were a victim to yourself.

And that is what was beautiful.

You needed to be saved from yourself, and Denki was the only one that could do that…

~

In short: Denki would love this, and he would love it even more if you couldn't kill someone. It made you even cuter. You were all bark and no bite.

Word count: 583

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. 2001 recordings of you and your bf being 17 (majorly inspired by the song sweater weather by the neighborhood).

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. kaminari x reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. fluff, quirkless au,

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

The video begins with kaminari panning the camera angle at the sky that somewhat matched a flame pea he saw the other day. It was a cloudy evening, but regardless still pretty hot and radiant.

He lowers it abruptly to make it look at his feet on the heated sand that pushed out in-between the spaces between his toes whenever he clutched them, flashing the yellowish-orange sun in its perfect conclusion, and the spirited waves of the ocean mimicking the atmosphere's color.

Then, he shifts it at you.

The camera's excellence has a low-quality fuzziness which makes most things a little... Gray and 'wonky'. You, however, look just as glamorous either way.

You're wearing denim overalls with a single embroidery of the Mickey Mouse on the front pouch, and a white shirt underneath. The white flip-flops you bought at Macy's were abandoned, just like his. Except he couldn't remember where he got his. Maybe from a garage sale.

What he decided to wear ―or more like just randomly thrown on― was a plain amber poncho, Xanadu green polo shorts, and a similar green bucket hat. He also has a recent bandaid on his unharmed freckled nose, something to make him look cooler.

He would rather be playing Crash Bandicoot or Ace Attorney than recording the slowly progressing sunset clouds or burying his feet into the pleasant feeling of the sand. But, if you were going to be there you bet that he would take any alternative to spend time with you, even if you invited him to just watch something as boring as watching paint dry.

You begin to notice the lasting camera directed at your face and a surge of heat rushed from your neck up, stretching a broad flustered smile from those lips.

"Hey, stop recording me!" you squealed, reaching for the Sony Handycam then pointing it away from your face.

The video doesn't show, but he gives off the vastest smile ―revealing his dimples― and drapes an arm around your shoulders. Kaminari kisses the station where your head and neck joins then he ends the video recording, taking out the tape.

It's now 2021 and the both of you are now 36. The world isn't the same as it used to be; better camera quality, the same beach you both visited was filled with litter, and an alarming amount of stupidity spreading like a pandemic. Nonetheless, Kaminari, mature yet still as goofy as he was in his youth, never found his love for you to weaken but instead thrive over the years.

And he'll continue to feel this way for the next 19 years.

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misery loves company (denki kaminari x reader)

ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP !femreader he was only supposed to get your number. you were supposed to stop rushing into things. but when there's undeniable sparks, neither of you kept to your word. WARNINGS/TAGS: fluff, swearing, fem reader word count: 2,680 A/N: this can be read as a one-shot, but I plan on starting another MHA mini-series, this time starring Denki! this can be read as a one shot as well, and eventually there with be an MDNI. idk, I feel like he doesn't get as much love, and I adore the man. there will be eventual smut, but I love cutesy Denki fics. (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈) if you'd like to be added to the taglist for this WIP I will happily start one! ♡︎

part one | part two

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this was quite possibly the worst night of his life. literally, he might die. Denki Kaminari was no stranger to getting his advances shot down but getting ghosted? whole new ball game.

so, for tonight he’d drown his sorrows with booze and his friends.

Kirishima, with quiet efficiency, slid another beer towards him. Kaminari grabbed it with a swift motion, lifting it to his lips and chugging it for perhaps a bit too long. “whoa, man, slow down,” Kirishima advised gently, placing a steadying hand on Kaminari’s shoulder.

“not a chance,” Kaminari shot back, tipping the bottle back again with determination.

“let him get plastered,” Bakugo muttered from his stool at the bar, a scowl on his face. “the idiot’s going to be a blubbering mess by the end of the night.”

“yeah, I’m not dealing with that,” Sero chimed in, crossing his arms in an x. “last time you puked on my brand-new carpet.”

Kaminari pouted, resting his head in his hand. “aw, come on. I’ll just get you a new one,” he said, though his voice carried a hint of defeat. he hadn’t planned on getting so drunk tonight, but he definitely needed something to numb the pain. the number of couples surrounding his group didn’t help matters.

Kirishima clapped his hands on Kaminari’s shoulders with enthusiasm. “maybe you should get back out there and start playing the field! one girl shouldn’t get you down.” he suggested, his face alight with a wide, encouraging smile.

Sero, grinning and holding up his drink, joined in. “yeah, we can make it a little game! like maybe if you get a girl’s number, we’ll buy you a drink.”

Bakugo rolled his eyes. “I’m not paying for anything. he barely knew her for a week,” he grumbled, his tone making it clear he was less than enthusiastic about the idea.

Kaminari appreciated his friends' support, but he wasn’t sure he had the courage to try. his heart was still too raw, and he didn’t think he could handle rejection right now.

“how about… trying with that girl over there?” Sero suggested, pointing across the room. “to the left a little bit – yeah, right there.”

Kaminari turned to follow Sero’s outstretched finger and saw you. you were seated with a group of friends, laughing and enjoying your drink. the sight of you made his breath catch. you wore skin-tight jeans and a crop top that left little to the imagination. as if that wasn’t enough to make him nervous, the way you tipped your head back and laughed made his heart race.

“no way, she’d shoot me down in a heartbeat,” Kaminari pouted as he looked at you, feeling a pang of self-doubt. you were far too attractive for him, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that you’d reject him instantly.

“if you’re too chicken, I’ll give it a shot first,” Bakugo said with a smirk, clearly enjoying the challenge. Kaminari could see through Bakugo’s strategy—it was a classic move, and it was working.

before Bakugo could even push himself off his stool—his intention clear as he started to rise—Kaminari abruptly stood up and shot him a sharp, determined look. “I’m going,” he declared, his voice resolute. his friends erupted in cheers, their support ringing in his ears as he steeled himself and began to head towards your table.

just as you were a breath away from him, you stood from your chair unaware of his approach.

you told your friends you were heading to the bar for another drink. as you turned to navigate through the crowd, you collided with someone. “oh, jesus, I’m so sorry!” you exclaimed, catching yourself on their arm as you stumbled from the impact.

Kaminari’s hand instinctively gripped your upper arm to steady you, and as you looked up, your eyes met his. up close, you were even more striking than he’d anticipated. your gaze was intense, making his heart skip a beat and sending his thoughts into a whirl.

he struggled to find the right words but managed to ask, “don’t worry about it. were you heading to the bar?”

you nodded, feeling a blush creep onto your cheeks as you assessed him. he didn’t seem like a creep—actually, he was quite cute and appeared genuinely friendly. not a bad start, you thought.

even though you had hesitated to come out with your friends, frustrated from yet another man ghosting you, you were suddenly very grateful they dragged you out. you always let your feelings cloud your judgement and lead you into a man’s bed – not that you were complaining – and your relationship didn’t go beyond physical. no dates, no call back, nada.

“let me buy you a drink. I’m Denki Kaminari,” he said, extending his hand towards you. you took it, noting the friendly gesture of a handshake, which was a refreshing change.

“only if it’s a really good drink,” you replied with a smile, “I’m y/n l/n.”

Kaminari grinned back and led you to the bar. as you walked, he glanced at his friends, who were giving him thumbs up and nods of approval, except for Bakugo, who watched silently with a raised eyebrow. Kaminari pondered his next move—buy you a drink, use a pickup line, and hopefully get your number? the pickup line seemed like a good idea.

once at the bar, Kaminari addressed the bartender. “I’ll have a refill on the Kaminari tab and whatever this pretty lady wants.”

you raised an eyebrow at the pretty lady comment but couldn’t help smirking. “I’ll have the same as he’s having.”

“what if you don’t like it?” Kaminari asked with a playful glint in his eye.

“meh, alcohol is alcohol,” you shrugged. as you were about to continue, you noticed three men behind Kaminari grinning and openly staring at the two of you. “um, are those gawking guys over there friends of yours?”

Kaminari whipped around, his glare cutting through the group. as soon as the men realized they’d been caught, they shuffled around, trying to look busy. Kirishima, however, made the scene even more comical by nearly toppling off his stool in the rush to appear occupied.

you couldn’t help but laugh as Kaminari sighed. “yeah, those three dumbasses are my friends.”

“they seemed pretty interested in us,” you teased, your eyes following the scene as the black-haired guy helped the redhead back onto his feet, both of them sporting bright red faces from their earlier stumble.

Kaminari scratched the back of his neck, a gesture that betrayed his unease. he worried that his friends had made things awkward or that you might find one of them more appealing—he suspected Kirishima might be the more attractive one in your eyes.

“well, actually—” Kaminari began, fumbling a bit, “—they were watching to see if I’d get your number. they’re trying to cheer me up.”

you turned your gaze from the boys back to Kaminari, noting the flush of embarrassment on his cheeks. it must have taken some balls to admit that to you. you decided to offer the most sincere support you could: honesty. “if it makes you feel any better, my friends dragged me out tonight to cheer me up, too.”

Kaminari’s eyes met yours, and you saw a flicker of hope in them. as the bartender set your drinks down and moved on to the next customer, you grabbed your bottle while Kaminari took hold of his. he raised his bottle in the air with a hopeful smile. “misery does love company, doesn’t it?” he said, offering a toast.

“I’ll cheers to that,” you replied with a smirk, clinking your bottle against his. as you took a sip, you tried desperately to not make a face at the taste, not wanting to bruise his ego but the beer tasted like actual piss.

Kaminari noticed your sour expression and grimaced. “don’t like it, huh? it is kind of a cheap beer,” he said with a regretful chuckle.

“no, no, it’s fine,” you insisted, trying to downplay your reaction. but as you took another drink, your attempt to mask your distaste failed, and you ended up coughing uncontrollably. Kaminari’s hand immediately flew to your back, patting it gently to help you recover.

“oh god, I’m so sorry,” he said, his face reddening with embarrassment. it seemed like every attempt he made to salvage the situation only made things worse.

as your coughing subsided, you managed a laugh. “Kaminari, it’s okay. really. just… an unexpected flavor is all.”

“shit,” Kaminari muttered under his breath, clearly frustrated. his gaze shifted away from you, and you followed it to see the blonde guy from his group striding over.

“oi, dumbass! are you trying to choke her with your cheap beer?” Bakugo called out, his tone light but clearly annoyed. a moment ago, Kirishima and Sero had begun a heated debate over who should intervene, but Bakugo decided to take matters into his own hands, clearly eager to see Kaminari squirm.

“Bakugo, chill—” Kaminari began to protest.

“ah, you must be the asshole of the group,” you interjected, pointing at Bakugo. he turned to gape at you, clearly taken aback by your boldness. Kaminari’s jaw dropped, his eyes widening in surprise as he realized you were standing up to Bakugo.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” Bakugo demanded, his eyebrows knitting together.

“well, every group has its types,” you explained with a confident grin. “you—” you gestured towards Bakugo, “—are the asshole. I’m guessing the redhead is the gym bro, and the black-haired guy is the quiet one.”

as if on cue, Kirishima and Sero waved at you from their seats, a slight smile on their faces.

“and what do you think this idiot is?” Bakugo asked, his hand firmly landing on Kaminari’s shoulder. you noticed how Kaminari stiffened under Bakugo’s touch, as if silently pleading you not to answer.

you took a moment to think before responding. “I’d say he’s the good-looking one.” you weren’t exactly lying, but you had a feeling your choice of words was going to get under Bakugo’s skin.

the effect was immediate: Bakugo’s cheeks flushed a deep red, while Kaminari’s face lit up with a pleased grin. Bakugo, flustered and without a retort, merely scoffed and turned on his heel, heading back to his friends. Kaminari, still grinning, let out an appreciative whistle next to you.

“it’s really rare to see someone stand up to him like that,” Kaminari remarked, his gaze lingering on Kirishima and Sero, who were laughing heartily at Bakugo’s expense.

you turned to him with a mischievous smile. “so, they’re waiting to see if you can get my number, right?” Kaminari nodded, his expression a mix of hope and curiosity. “well, what if you could offer them something even better?”

“b-better?” Kaminari stuttered, his mind racing in a thousand different directions as he tried to understand what you meant. among those thoughts was a particularly inappropriate one that he quickly shut down.

“mhm,” you murmured, moving closer to him until you were standing face-to-face. “what were they planning to do if you got my number?”

“buy me a drink,” Kaminari replied, a hint of confusion in his voice.

“that’s it?” you laughed, shaking your head. “men. you’re not thinking big enough.” as you pondered how to make their reward even more enticing, Kaminari fidgeted nervously in front of you, his eyes wide with anticipation.

“Denki—” you said his name softly, causing him to catch his breath. “they might end up buying you a lot of beers tonight.”

before he could fully grasp what you were hinting at, you stood on your tiptoes and pressed your lips against his. you hadn’t expected a quick kiss to feel this… electric. but when your lips touched his you felt a spark run through you, igniting every bone in your body with excitement.

Kaminari stood frozen for a moment; his eyes wide as he processed the unexpected kiss. the contact was brief but charged, leaving him tingling and slightly dazed. as you pulled away, you could see the realization dawning on his face.

“you… you really just—” Kaminari started, his voice a mix of surprise and delight. he fumbled for words, trying to catch his breath and process what had just happened.

you chuckled softly, enjoying the flustered look on his face. “yep, I did. and now, you might find tonight to be a lot more interesting than just a few drinks.”

Kaminari’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and he ran a hand through his hair, trying to compose himself. “so… does this mean I’m not just getting a number?”

“exactly,” you said with a teasing glint in your eye. “if they want to keep this party going, they might have to up their game.”

Kaminari’s eyes watched his friends as they pumped their fists in the air, clearly thrilled by the kiss they had just witnessed. his heart swelled with affection as he saw your amused reaction to their antics. in that moment, he thought you were truly amazing.

“they might not end up paying after all,” Kaminari said, glancing toward Bakugo, who still looked determined not to spend a dime. “Bakugo seemed pretty intent on not footing the bill.”

you tilted your head with a playful smile. “hmm… not even for two kisses?”

before he could respond, you reached up and gently cupped his face with your hands, pulling him down to meet your lips once more.

as your lips met his again, everything else fell away. forget the drinks, forget the stupid game his friends wanted him to play, he didn’t care anymore. Kaminari melted into the kiss, his hands instinctively rising to cradle your face. he savored the warmth and the electrifying sensation that surged through him.

this kiss was different—it wasn’t just a fleeting touch. the desire to deepen the connection surged through both of you. you felt a rush of passion as his hands settled on your cheeks, and you tightened your grip on the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. your bodies pressed together, the intensity of the kiss growing with every passing second.

“get a room!” someone shouted from behind you, and you and Kaminari broke apart, instinctively giving his friends a middle finger in unison.

the simultaneous gesture made you both burst into laughter. “do you think that was enough to get them to buy out the whole bar?” you asked between giggles.

“don’t know, don’t care anymore,” Kaminari replied, his hands lingering on your face. his thumb lightly traced your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine.

you blushed at the tender touch but managed to smirk. “forgotten all about your little game from that kiss?”

“I forgot about the game the moment you told me your name,” Kaminari said, his eyes locking onto yours with a look of sincerity. seeing your grin made his heart race with exhilaration.

“wanna get out of here?” you asked suddenly. realizing that your offer might echo your old habits, you quickly added, “we could go get ice cream?”

“ice cream sounds great,” Kaminari agreed, a wide smile spreading across his face.

let his friends’ minds wander and form their own assumptions, Kaminari thought. he was determined to get your number by the end of the night, because if he didn’t, he’d be driven mad trying to track you down in every bar afterward.

you swiftly gathered your things from the table and gave a brief explanation to your friends - who looked at you with puzzled expressions. returning to Kaminari, you grabbed his hand, feeling a thrill of excitement. as you headed towards the door, you glanced back at his friends and shot them a playful wink, followed by another cheeky middle finger.

each of their jaws dropped in surprise as Kaminari shrugged with a smug grin, clearly pleased with the turn of events. hand in hand, the two of you walked out of the bar, leaving behind a buzz of curiosity and speculation in the group of boys.

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Link to Bakugo x reader here (word count: 2,328) Link to Kirishima x reader here (word count: 902) Link to Shoto x reader here (word count: 1,800) Link to Hawks x reader here (word count: 1,903) Link to Aizawa x reader here (word count: 1,930)

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misery loves company (denki kaminari x reader)

ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP !femreader he was only supposed to get your number. you were supposed to stop rushing into things. but when there's undeniable sparks, neither of you kept to your word. WARNINGS/TAGS: NSFW, smut, swearing, p in v penetration, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it y'all!) word count: 2,871 A/N: this is a part two, although part one CAN be read as a one-shot and it doesn't contain smut. since I probably won't write a part three for this, just fyi Kaminari doesn't ghost y'all after this part (｡- .•)

part one | part two

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“so, let me get this straight,” you said, pausing between bites of your ice cream, “you actually have a mental database of pickup lines?”

Kaminari’s face flushed a deep red, clearly mortified at the revelation. he had braced himself for your laughter or teasing, but instead, you seemed genuinely intrigued. “yeah…” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, his fingers fidgeting as if they could erase the embarrassment he felt.

from the brief time you’d spent with Kaminari, you had noticed that he was quite different from what his outward appearance might suggest. despite his good looks, he came across as shy and lacking in confidence. he had definitely managed to make you laugh, but unlike many men you had encountered in bars, he wasn’t brash or overly confident.

“why didn’t you use one of those pickup lines on me?” you asked, raising an eyebrow with curiosity. you didn’t recall him using any lines during your interactions, although you couldn’t help but speculate that the offer of drinks in exchange for your number might have been part of a larger plan.

Kaminari sighed and rolled his eyes dramatically. “honestly, I think my brain just short-circuited when I first saw you. and then, well, my friends kind of made things worse.”

you smiled warmly at Kaminari, your gaze lingering as you slowly licked your spoon. “i don’t know… I wouldn’t say things are ruined. do you?”

Kaminari’s heart skipped a beat as he watched you. there was something almost mesmerizing about the way you moved, the casual sultriness with which you enjoyed your ice cream. he wasn’t sure if you were aware of the effect you were having, but the sight of you made his pulse quicken. he cleared his throat and managed to reply, “no, maybe not.”

you noticed the slight tremor in Kaminari’s voice and the way his eyes followed the motion of your spoon, which only made you smile wider. there was an endearing quality to his nervousness that you found oddly charming.

“good to hear,” you said, leaning a bit closer across the table, the soft light of the ice cream shop casting a warm glow on both of you. “so, if you could use any pickup line from your mental database, which one would you choose?”

Kaminari’s eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by your question. he hesitated for a moment, then looked down, a shy smile playing on his lips as he thought it over. “well, there’s this one I’ve always liked,” he said, finally looking up. “it goes, ‘do you have a map? because I keep getting lost in your eyes.’”

you chuckled softly, the sound mixing with the ambient hum of the shop. “that’s actually pretty sweet. but I’m curious—what’s the most outrageous line in your collection?”

Kaminari’s face lit up with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement. “oh, there’s one that goes, ‘are you a magician? because whenever I look at you, my clothes disappear.’ it’s a bit over the top, though.”

you laughed, enjoying the playful banter. “I can definitely see why you didn’t use that one. it might have been a bit much for our first meeting.”

“yeah,” Kaminari agreed, rubbing his neck again as if to chase away the last traces of his discomfort. “I guess I was just trying to keep things simple and not scare you off.”

your expression softened, and you reached across the table to give his hand a reassuring squeeze. “I appreciate that. and honestly, I think your approach was perfect.”

Kaminari’s cheeks turned a shade darker, and he looked at you with a mixture of surprise and relief. “really? I mean, I was worried I’d come off as too awkward.”

you shook your head, your eyes meeting his with a sincerity that made his heart race again. “not at all. I think your honesty and the fact that you’re not trying too hard is what makes you stand out.”

as you both sat there, the conversation continued to flow easily. the initial nervousness had transformed into a genuine connection. Kaminari’s earlier embarrassment had melted away, replaced by a newfound sense of comfort as he shared more about himself.

as the ice cream shop began to wind down for the night, the soft hum of closing time settled in around you. a sudden pang of reluctance washed over you, a feeling that you didn’t want the evening to end just yet. despite your vow to never rush things again, there was something about Kaminari that made you want to extend this night, to stretch it into the early hours if necessary.

Kaminari seemed to sense your hesitation as he glanced at the clock on the wall. “let me take you home,” he offered, his voice gentle and considerate. “it’s getting pretty late, and I don’t want you traveling by yourself.” he took your empty ice cream cup, tossing it into the trash with a casual flick of his wrist before extending his hand toward you.

you accepted his hand with a smile, feeling a small thrill at the contact. standing up next to him, you noted that though Kaminari wasn’t much taller than you, his presence was reassuring in a way that felt almost protective. his hand, warm and slightly trembling, clasped yours with a gentle firmness. it was clear he was nervous, his fingers barely gripping yours as if he was afraid of imposing. yet, the nervousness in his touch only made you smile more, feeling the awkwardness between you slowly dissolve.

as you walked hand in hand down the sidewalk, the streetlights cast a soft, golden glow on the path ahead, illuminating both your faces and the quiet streets around you. the night air was cool and crisp, adding a refreshing contrast to the warmth of your intertwined fingers. Kaminari’s nervous energy was palpable, but you were determined to ease his discomfort. you made light conversation, sharing small anecdotes and laughs, hoping to shift his focus away from his jitters.

when you reached the front of your apartment building, you paused, your heart fluttering with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. this was the point where you usually invited someone in, where things might take a more intimate turn. but the next morning, all too often, you’d be met with silence and the sting of being ghosted.

but Kaminari was different. or at least you hoped he was. he seemed genuine in a way that made you want to give him—and this night—a chance. with a deep breath, you turned to face him, the decision weighing on you. what harm could there be in taking one more shot, in allowing the night to unfold a little further? the potential for something real felt worth the risk.

you looked up at him, meeting his eyes with a mixture of hope and vulnerability, ready to see where this moment might lead.

“would you like to come in?” you asked, the decision now firmly settled in your mind.

Kaminari’s cheeks turned a soft pink, and his mouth opened slightly as if his brain needed a moment to catch up with his emotions. “a-are you sure?” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

you nodded with a reassuring smile, your confidence unwavering. at your nod, Kaminari followed you into the building, his footsteps almost mechanical. he couldn’t quite remember the specifics of the climb up the stairs or the layout of the hallways; it felt like he had momentarily lost track of everything in a haze of excitement and nerves.

when you finally reached your apartment and unlocked the door, the warm, inviting aroma of freshly baked cookies wafted out, wrapping around him. Kaminari looked around, puzzled, since the counters were bare. it was as if the smell was a lingering echo of comfort, a reflection of your welcoming nature.

as you settled into the cozy living space, which was decorated with soft, ambient lighting and personal touches that spoke volumes about who you were, you turned to Kaminari with a sudden, earnest expression. “can I tell you a secret?” you blurted out, catching him off guard.

his eyes snapped to yours, and for a moment, he was captivated by your confidence—something he admired deeply and envied a little. “of course,” he replied, his voice steady despite the flutter in his chest.

you took a deep breath, glancing away briefly before meeting his gaze again. “when my friends dragged me out tonight, I promised them I wouldn’t bring another man home. but then I met you. there’s something about you that makes me think you’re not the type to ghost me.”

Kaminari felt a pang of understanding, realizing that you had faced similar disappointments in the past. his gratitude for this shared experience was quickly overshadowed by a surge of annoyance. it frustrated him to think that anyone could have had the chance to come home with you and then vanish without a trace. they clearly didn’t know what they had lost, and he was determined to show you just how different he was.

“I would never do that to anyone,” Kaminari said, his voice firm as he took a step closer. in the dim, intimate lighting of your apartment, you noticed a subtle shift in his demeanor. it was as if the nerves were melting away, replaced by a growing sense of earnestness. “especially not to you.”

with that assurance hanging in the air, you leaned in slightly, your voices dropping to a whisper now that he was close. your eyes locked with his, and in that charged moment, it felt as though time itself had momentarily stopped, leaving only the two of you in its stillness.

Kaminari found himself at a crossroads, his mind racing with uncertainty. he was acutely aware of the charged atmosphere between you and him, and the question of what to do next weighed heavily on him. should he make the first move, or would you prefer to take the lead? the dilemma left him in a state of indecision, as he grappled with whether you would be comfortable with him initiating anything.

before he could let his train of thought cycle further, you suddenly grabbed a fistful of his shirt and crashed your lips to his, sending a shock through his body at the contact.

you melted into the electric feeling of the contact, the taste of him overwhelming all of your senses immediately. you’d been thinking about the kiss you’d shared in the bar since it had happened, wondering what he might be like if you pushed just a little further. the first kiss at the bar had been so gentle, but the second one consumed your thoughts.

just a tiny nudge, you thought as you pressed your hips into his, deepening the kiss. with the friction you felt him groan into your mouth before his hands grabbed your waist, like they were attracted by magnets.

Kaminari was the first to pull away, taking a deep breath and steadying himself. he wanted to be a gentleman, for you, but that tiny bit of pressure against his groin had his mind going into wicked places.

as if you could read his mind, you lightly kissed his cheek to ease his concerns. “you don’t have to worry about being a gentleman.” you whispered, your breath warm against his skin.

the restraint he had struggled to hold over himself snapped, and his lips met yours more feverishly this time, teeth nipping at your bottom lip and his hands pressing into your waist. you let your hips grind into his again and earned another moan from him that sent heat straight to your core.

you fully had the intent of taking him to your bedroom, but the couch was closer you decided, and you couldn’t hold out any longer. Kaminari followed, eyes half open, as you lead him to the couch and sat him down before straddling him and kissing him again.

the make out became more and more hungry, needy, and your panting breaths mixed with his as you continued to rub your hips into his.  even through your clothes, which you decided were going to have to come off soon, you could feel his cock growing underneath the fabric.

with the same thought, the both of you got to work stripping each other’s clothes off. as soon as your breasts came free, Kaminari dove his face between them, licking a stripe up your sternum and biting the skin softly. you fisted his hair in your hands as you took a seat on his lap again.

“I don’t – mph – I don’t know how much longer I can wait.” Kaminari groaned into your breasts, his fingertips digging into the plush of your ass.

without a word, you reached a hand down and positioned his cock until his tip slipped between your folds, teasing your entrance. “I need it.” you moaned at the feeling.

all at once, Kaminari gave a large thrust, letting his cock stretch your walls instantaneously. you gasped at the feeling of him, his mushroom tip already kissing your cervix as your walls adjusted to his size.

“ah – fuck – you’re so tight.” Kaminari whined into your chest as he gave a small thrust into you, your squishy wet walls constricting around him. it felt like heaven – he felt intoxicated from the sensation.

“don’t stop. Denki don’t – shit – don’t wait.” you panted out, grinding your hips desperate for any sort of movement.

Kaminari wrapped an arm around your waist and flipped you over so that your back was on the couch before he started to drill into you. “you’re already – hah – so wet, y/n.” Kaminari hissed as your slick coated his cock, slowly making it easier to pull in and out of you faster.

your brain couldn’t form a sentence as he thrusted harder into you. the only sign you could give him that you felt amazing was to moan his name and leave angry red scratches on his back from your nails.

“those dumbasses – mph – don’t know what they – hah – gave up.” Kaminari told you with each thrust, his cock pummeling your insides harder and harder each time he bullied back into you.  “pussy’s so good, baby.”

“if you stay, it’s yours.” you whined as your stared up at him, your eyes meeting his blown out pupils.

“not goin’ anywhere. ever.” Kaminari ground out as he pressed his chest to yours and kissed you deeply. both of your moans mixing between his tongue in your mouth as he continued fucking into you, becoming more feral every second.

just as you thought it couldn’t get any better, Kaminari slid a hand between your bodies and feverishly rubbed your clit so deliciously. you sucked in a breath at the contact sending electric shockwaves through your body and causing your toes to curl in the air behind him.

“ah – fuck – yes right there.” your eyes squeezed shut right before you could feel them crossing, and you felt your entire body begin to tense. Kaminari’s cock was absolutely destroying your g spot and the added stimulation to your clit was going to send your body over the edge.

“look at me, baby.” Kaminari nibbled at your lip to make you open your eyes, and when you did, you saw his mouth wide open in pleasure watching you about to come undone. “cum for me, need you to cum first and – fuck – I’m so close already.”

with a few more swipes of his fingers, and a lot of sweet, dirty encouragement spilling from Kaminari’s lips you found your orgasm destroying your body quickly.

it felt too good, like he might have been dreaming, as Kaminari felt the gummy walls of your cunt clench around him as you orgasmed, no doubting absolutely soaking his cock with your juices. at the sight of you coming undone beneath him and your walls milking him, his orgasm was close to rolling through him as well.

god, he didn’t want to, but he started to pull out as not to disrespect you. but as you felt him begin to remove his cock, you hooked your feet behind his back and pushed him further inside of you. Kaminari looked at you quickly with wide eyes and found you nodding.

“fill me up, please.” you moaned through your pants, and that was the last straw for him.

Kaminari let out a groan and dropped his head into your neck just as he felt his balls tighten before his cock pulsed all at once. as he released spurts upon spurts of ropes of his cum inside of you, you dragged your nails up and down his back easing him through his orgasm.

the two of you laid there for a moment, both still coming down from your orgasms, as Kaminari’s hands traced your sides, and you scratched his back gently.

“so, you’re telling me that if we go to sleep at this moment, I won’t wake up to find you gone?” you asked with a soft smile.

Kaminari tilted his head to gaze up at you, this breathtakingly beautiful person that he’d been lucky enough to meet tonight and beamed a grin at you. “not a fucking chance.”

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