#denki smut

[sugarwarachan]

men who brush your hand and their dick instantly starts pulsing against their thigh. men who feel out of control when you’re in the room, who need to excuse themselves to the bathroom to jerk into their fist, teeth clamped down on a towel. men who don’t even need you to be doing something sexual to get hard, who see you in no makeup and a ratty tee and immediately grab you by the hips to grind their leaking cock into the meat of your ass. men who slip inside you with a blissful, drawn-out moan, arms slipping under your shoulders to pull you closer. men who cum too quick, whimpering and babbling out an apology into your neck. men who make it up to you by getting drunk lapping at your quivering cunt until you push their face away from the overstimulation.

sakura haruka, kaji ren, umemiya hajime, togame jo (wbk) | okkotsu yuuta, itadori yuuji, gojo satoru (jjk) | hinata shoyo, sugawara koushi, yamaguchi tadashi, tanaka ryunosuke, kuroo tetsuro, oikawa toru, bokuto kotaro (hq) | midoriya izuku, todoroki shouto, denki kaminari, sero hanta (bnha) | isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, bachira meguru, barou shoei, karasu tobito (bllk) + your faves!

[feelfreetopleasemexo]

Hide and seek.

You try to hide from Katsuki after accidentally hurting him in training, and end up under denkis desk. You know what happens next.

You really didn’t mean to punch Katsuki in the throat, he just got too close to you as you were trying to pivot out the way and your fist just so happened to connect to his Adam’s apple. Thats how you found yourself hidden away under denkis desk as he sat at it pretending he was finishing up some work for a uni exam tomorrow.

Katsuki kicked open his dorm room door, throat horse and eye twitching.

“I know Shes fucking in here! She always runs to you to protect her….as if you could do anything to stop me!��

“Hey, what’s with the friendly fire man…what did she even do?”

Katsukis eyes burned around denkis messy room, looking for any hint of you hiding away as he turned his eyes back to denki, who seemed confused and slightly hurt rather than like he was harbouring a fugitive. Katsuki held the gaze, adamant that it was going to cause Denki to break, only for Denki to hold his position and reaffirm that he wasn’t hiding you, at all, not even a little, as his knee brushed your shoulder under his desk.

“She punched me in the fucking throat, the little bitch.”

“Im sure she didn’t mean to, you really think she’s got that kind of death wish before graduating?”

“She did the same thing last week, she just got lucky this time….”

“Sure you’re not getting slow old man?”

Denki knew he was rubbing salt into the wound, but he really couldnt help himself. As soon as those words came out of his mouth, you reached to his shin and gave him a little dig, implying that he needed to shut up, or the both of you were going to get chewed out and burnt to a crisp. As soon as he felt your slight pinch, it took everything in Denki not to react, not even to readjust. You noticed the restraint he used, dangerous thoughts now floating around your head at just how much you could get away with whilst he had to pain stakingly stay still under Katsuki watchful gaze. You don’t know why it suddenly made your stomach flip, but you knew that you wanted to keep going.

The more Katsuki chewed Denki out, the more you decided to let your hands wander. First, you placed your hands on his knees, again no reaction. You decided after a long few seconds to slowly help spread his legs wider, again, hardly any reaction. Little did you know, that Denki was already fighting for his life at just the slightest connection of your hands on his knees, let alone you actively trying to spread his legs. He tried to come up with quick quips to retaliate to Katsuki, but everything in his being was screaming that a fantasy he’d had buried away at the back of his mind was potentially seconds away from happening.

“I don’t know why she thinks she can get away with being such a little bitch all the time! Constantly pretending she doesn’t know what she’s doing!”

“Yeah I er, I have no idea. She sure does like to do shit she knows will get her in some kind of trouble doesnt she.”

Their conversation wasnt lost on you, so as he responded, you decided to slowly tease your hands up the insides of his thighs. That’ll teach him to talk shit about you.

“Think she just likes the attention, Shes such a fucking pick me.”

“HEY! I wouldn’t say that, she definitely likes to flirt and tease but I don’t think she’s a pick me, Shes actually pretty cool in my opinion….”

You softened and slowed your hands, taking in his sweet compliment but still determined to fluster him, you decided to reach for his belt and zipper, patiently waiting for his next words to decide wether you were going to tease or fully indulge in your curiosity.

“Yeah we all know what you think about her dunce face! You like anything with a pulse. Surprised Youve not tried to fuck her yet actually….heard you talking about it with shitty hair the other day in the locker rooms but you seemed more like it was wishful thinking rather than an actual plan.”

Denki froze. Fuck. Hed heard him confessing his feelings for you to kirishima, thank god he didn’t repeat any of what hed heard, you definitely wouldn’t continue if he did.

“I mean, we’re friends. Dont get me wrong, I think she’s beautiful and really nice, but I don’t….didnt think she liked me like that. Ya never know though…”

“Beautiful? You said you wanted to fuck her six ways to Sunday and that if you got the chance youd tie her up and….”

“I KNOW WHAT I SAID!”

You nearly let a laugh fall out, very very nearly. Did he seriously think of you like that? Youd always thought it was playful teasing, much like what you had planned on doing under the desk, you didnt think hed actually want you in that way. This made what you had planned to do even more of a reality, as you werent going to stop at just teasing now.

As his confession filled your ears, you couldnt just stop at pretending to undo his trousers any longer, no, you had to actually do it. So, of course, you decided now was the right time to fully undo his belt and start freeing his now hard cock from his boxers. God it was beautiful, long, slender and only a few veins peaking through, he was well trimmed and clearly took care of himself. You needed to show your gratification for his kind words, didnt you?

Katsuki furrowed his brow as denki started to widen his eyes for a fraction of a second, if it were anyone else infront of him theyd of missed it, but of course it was Katsuki, the man who sees everything.

“Why’re you nervous about what you said? Didnt you mean it? Everyone knows you’re a fucking perv…”

“It’s not that I didn’t mean it i just…i don’t need reminding of how lame i sound when I talk about how much I like her okay. It’s whatever. Now, are you going to chase after her wherever she’s gone, or are you gonna hound me for being a perv some more? Got shit to do Yano…”

He tapped his pen to the paper in front of him, implying he had more studying to do. Katsuki didnt buy it, he still wasnt a hundred percent sure You weren’t still hiding away somewhere in his room, so if he was hiding you, Katsuki wanted to embarrass him as much as he could.

“Think im alright, now, what exactly do you like the most about her…tits or ass? Cmon, Weve all seen you staring…”

As you freed him from his boxers, you decided to wrap a hand gently around him, moving your hand ever so slowly up and down to see if he’d react to this gesture more. Denki almost couldnt contain himself, he had to move something so he opted for starting to bounce his leg up and down, he did it all the time anyway so it wasn’t as if it was at all out of the ordinary. Poor adhd riddled boy.

Katsuki clocked it then thought nothing of it, hes always doing annoying shit like that anyway, but still, he waited for his answer.

“Errr, I dunno. Both are good. Can’t pick one.”

His answers were close to giving him away, since when did he not relish in the opportunity to boast about how much he loved boobs… Katsuki took note and pressed him for a further explanation, almost certain that he was trying to hide something from him.

“Dont be a pussy, which do you love more.”

Katsuki folded his arms to his chest as he leant against the doorframe of denkis room, eyes still slightly scanning for a shift in fabric, a creek of a door, anything to signify that you could hear exactly what was going on. Thank fuck Denki had the radio turned on slightly.

Instead, you decided to ever so gently reach your tongue out and lick the end of his dick, almost so softly that Denki couldnt tell if youd actually done anything or if his pre was just that over excited it was leaking out too much already. He pretended to think on it, pressing his elbows to the table almost so tightly that it caused the desk to creak slightly. You knew it was getting to him, and that made the knot in your stomach grow hungrier, you found yourself wondering if your mouth on him would be enough…

“Tits. Gotta be tits. They’re just so big and….in your face.”

Katsuki huffed at his response, this wasnt enough to make him uncomfortable yet, so he pressed even further. He was going to make Denki crack and admit you were still in his room, and if not, then he was going to make him embarrass himself enough that hed regret ever trying to hide you in the first place.

“Bet Youve had wet dreams about her before haven’t you. Or stolen her panties or some weird shit like that….havent you…”

“I mean, I may or may not have had some….interesting dreams about her before but I’ve never stolen anything from her like that.” This was technically a lie, he had stolen jumpers and hoodies that smelled like you previously, but never panties. Not yet anyway.

Upon hearing of his dirty dreams about you, you decided to fully take him in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and taking him fully down your throat. This got a reaction out of him. As soon as he felt your warm mouth and wet tongue engulfing him, he tensed his stomach tightly and threw a hand down ontop of your head, holding you in place. Katsuki saw his hand move and furrowed his brows, what the fuck was he doing?

“You trying to rub one out whilst im literally stood right here man?! Fuck off with that shit!”

“No no, im just, rearranging. Talking about wet dreams kinda Yano, makes him half wake up i guess. It’s not weird, im just trying to move it. You’re a guy, dont make it weird.”

Katsuki frowned and rolled his eyes, you could have sworn he was smart enough to catch on to what was happening but, apparently not smart enough. You slowly bobbed your head up and down his length, using your tongue to curve around him and flatly tease the vein that lay all along the underside of him. This caused his hand to tighten on your hair, pulling slightly for you to take him deeper down your throat again. As you pushed him all the way to the back of your throat again, you started to lowly hum, which caused his legs to tighten and his grip to almost rip the hair from the root. You were getting to him, and all he could do was sit there and take it.

“Arent you worried that being pervy is gonna put her off? Girls dont like that shit man. Probably why you’re still a virgin…”

“Not technically a full virgin actually. Ive been given head before.”

Katsuki laughed, because he knew that if Denki had gotten his dick sucked, it would’ve become everyone’s problem.

“Yeah fucking right, when did that supposedly happen then?”

“Earlier today.”

Katsukis eyes locked to his, trying to figure out if he was telling the truth or not…

“Fuck off. You would’ve told us.”

“I don’t tell you guys everything Yano.”

“Yes you fucking do. Who did it?”

“No one. I mean, a girl obviously but….i don’t have to tell you who. Maybe I like keeping it between me and her.”

“So you’re lying then. Got it.”

“I AM NOT LYING! Ask me about it, go on, I’ll tell you in excruciating detail how it feels.”

Denki was getting cocky now. If Katsuki wanted to know all about the blowjob he had got (was currently getting) then hed proudly explain to him just how amazing it felt. Katsuki couldnt tell if he wanted to know about denkis dick being sucked, or if he was just going to relay how it looked like it felt from the porn videos Denki clearly watched routinely. Katsuki had lost his virginity the first week of uni, so he did technically know how it felt. So he tested his theory.

“Go on then. Explain away.”

You kept your tongue dancing along the head of his tip, teasing him, waiting for the perfect time to deep throat him again just as he was describing what you were doing. This shouldn’t be as fun as it was, but this whole situation was getting you off faster than you thought it would’ve.

“She used her tongue a lot, got me all the way down a few times, and even jerked me off and let me cum in her mouth. Showed it to me before she swallowed to. Was fucking hot man.”

Katsuki shuddered at the image that got painted in his mind, he knew he shouldn’t have asked. As soon as denki mentioned about being jerked off, you started to quickly rub your hands up and down his length, sucking and teasing his head to help him reach his high faster. If he wanted you to show it to him before you swallowed, he better hurry up and finish, your legs were going dead and your back was hurting from being so scrunched up under his desk.

Denki could feel his high quickly approaching, and knew he wouldn’t be able to cum without at least making some form of moan or grumble from his throat, as the closer he got, the quicker his mind frantically tried to think of a reason for Katsuki to leave.

“Alright fine, Youve embarrassed yourself enough, if she was in here she’d of whooped your ass by now so fine. I’ll leave. But if I find out she was hiding away in here all this time, im frying both of you. Got it?”

“Yep. Got it. Fried and dead. Cya man, nice talking to you.”

He gripped your hair again and slowly started to shift his hips closer to you as Katsuki rolled his eyes and started to leave. The second the door clicked shut, denki grabbed both sides of your head, pushed himself back slightly so he could see you, then started violently face fucking you as punishment for making him go through all of that, especially being the first time he ever got his dick sucked. You wanted to feel guilty, wanted to apologise, but by the way Denki was destroying your throat and trying his best not to grip too tightly onto your face, you knew he couldn’t be that mad about all of this. As soon as he thrusted down your throat a few more times, he quietly let you know he was about to cum, ordering that you not make him a liar, and to show it to him before you swallowed it.

Your eyes were glassy, looking up at him as he came down your throat, with enough force to make you gag slightly and widen your eyes. Fuck there was a lot, a lot more than you ever expected there to be. As soon as he stopped shaking and pumping into you, he let go of your face and slumped back into his chair, panting slightly and wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his sleeve. You held the cum in your mouth and waited for him to reopen his eyes, so you could show him that even though you were a tease, you could also be incredibly obedient too.

The second his eyes opened, he ordered you with a small pant to open your mouth. As you did, you suddenly heard the unmistakable banging on his door that was Katsuki Bakugos fist. Fuck. You swallowed, giggled then pushed yourself back under the desk just as Katsuki flung the door open and loudly growled into the room,

“I FUCKING KNEW SHE WAS IN HERE!”

[cxvii666]

your boyfriend has an oral fixation.

mdni

now you've known, you've known for a while.

he hasn't said anything about it, but i guess it's one of those things you don't really say.

but you see it.

you've seen it in the way he prefers to drink out of straws. the way he always chews gum. the way he always used to hit his vape to fill the silence. the way he kisses you like he wants to devour you, and bites the skin above your left tit like he never wants to let go.

so you test it out one day.

denki has you sat in his lap, your thighs bracketing his legs. your shorts, the comfy ones, that are loose and breathable, that flutter up your thighs when you move too much, ride up just a breath higher as he grabs a handful of your ass and shifts you ontop of him, your crotch rolling against his.

you sigh and he bites your lip.

and tugs you closer, deeper, like he's starving.

like he's hungry, and he wants to eat your soft plush lips that smile against his own.

like he wants to eat you.

and when he pauses for half a second to catch his breath, to lean his forehead against yours and giggle because, denki loves to giggle.

you take a hand, gently, slowly, reaching under a tuff of blonde hair, that's growing out a bit too much.

your fingers curl out, draw patterns, soft swirls around his exposed chest. you see how his breath hitches, every so slightly, as you trace your way up to his neck.

and the sound he makes is heavenly, it soaks you in a different way, when you scratch lightly against the underside of his jaw.

your finger creeps up and traces his lips, his pink perfect lips.

denki smiles at you again then, his face lightly flushed, his hair a mess, his breathing rushed, as he kisses your fingertip.

you smile back, mischief, maybe love, and something closer to desire, flashes in your eyes as you tap against his bottom lip.

once, twice.

and then he opens wide, because he's obedient when he wants to be, and parts his lips with a breathless sigh as you slide the digit inside.

his tongue is hot, and fast, you've known this, but it's different to feel it against your finger.

different in the way he wraps his tongue around it, and his eyelashes flutter closed for a second.

like you've fixed him.

like he's been craving to feel that weight on his tongue.

heavy.

knowing.

fuck.

he can feel it everywhere as you push down, just a little, apply a touch more pressure.

and his eyes roll back.

his hands grip your hips with a different kind of reverence, the way you can feel him twitch underneath you. his whole body. like this is what he's been wanting for ages and he didn't know how to ask for it.

his dick twitches too.

you feel it trapped against you, when he sucks on your finger and opens his eyes to see you staring down at him.

you know how you must look. your hair's equally wild, the soft led lights of his room mixed with the haze of smoke probably casting a sort of pink tinged glow around you.

or at least.

thats how he sees you.

and he groans again. deep and low, you feel it rattle in his chest as his dick twitches again, and he lets out a whimper as you go to push another finger deep into his mouth.

the way he moans, muffled and raw, the way you can feel him begin to leak against you.

yeah, your boyfriend definitely has an oral fixation.

[evesbookshop]

𝐌𝐡𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

As a small appeasement offering for disappearing for months (I may continue to disappear but still)

Including - Izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, shouta aizawa

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Izuku midoriya

Everyone thinks it’s missionary. It’s not, actually is cowgirl thank you. He’s a teacher and part time pro. The man is very tired and sometimes he wants to just relax. This is a very nice mix of making you feel good and not having to do that much work .

“Just like that honey, mmph fuck -” as you raise yourself and drop back down against his hips over and over again. His hands switching between holding your waist and helping you move to playing with your boobs as they bounce with your every move

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Katsuki Bakugou

It’s doggy, we all know it’s doggy. That’s an ass man and watching the way the fat of your ass ripples every time his hips snap forward could put him in a trance. You bend over to grab something infront of him and he twitches in his boxers just thinking of all the other time he’s had you in that position.

“Good fucking girl, taking it just like you were meant to” Raspy moans and groans that fill the air because against popular belief he’s loud in the bedroom. (He can’t shut up day to day why would this change). Hands coming down to slap and knead the skin as it shakes with every animalistic rut of his hips.

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Shoto Todoroki

Yeah this guy is missionary. I’d love to spice things up for him. But I can’t cause I just know that he loves the emotional intimacy aspect of being able to see your every reaction and breathe in your every breath. He wants to watch you fall apart and he wants to whisper how much he loves you against your lips as you do.

“It’s okay , love. You’re doing so good -hng. Fuck your so perfect, you feel perfect” it’s just an endless stream of praise and compliments. Breathy little moans and bitten back whimpers that fan against your lips as his brows pinch together in attempt to keep his eyes open long enough to watch you fall apart.

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Eijirou Kirishima

Mating press!! Screaming it into the sky, it’s mating press. He’s so strong like brick house strong and he likes that he can show that off. Manhandling you and keeping you there as he fucks you within an inch of your life (yes please)

“Ah shit , takin it so good, Angel. Told you , you could . ” As your knees are pressed to your chest , ankles by his ears and he’s grinning. Ear to ear, might as well be ankle to ankle. Reveling in every whine and pitchy moan that leaves your throat.

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Denki Kaminari

Had to really think for this guy but then it hit me like a smack in the face. Reverse cowgirl. He likes when you’re on top but he loves ass and even more so I think he enjoys feeling like it’s for you. Like you aren’t looking at him and it makes him feel like you’re using him in the best way possible.

“Mm mmph, yeah just like that, take what you need , babe. Oh god just look at you.” He’s drooling watching the way you take him with every slide up and down but even more he knows he’s making you feel good and that alone has him shuddering .

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Shouta Aizawa

Cuddle sex on top of course. So I think this guy likes when your both laying on your sides . Holding you against his chest as he ruts into you from behind. It feels great and requires half the work

“I got you , mama. Feel so good- shitt- could stay like this forever.” Paired with him grinding into you slow and firm. You would call it teasing if he didn’t reach so deep every time . Arms wrapped around you and hand pressed over your stomach so he can feel how deep he is.

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[kurooh]

❤︎ LOVE POTIONS ! — MY HERO ACADEMIA

⊹₊˚. VALENTINE’S DAY 2025 — aphrodisiacs are both a curse and a blessing. / midoriya izuku, bakugo katsuki, todoroki shoto, kirishima eijirou, kaminari denki, & takami keigo.

warnings. 18+ content — mdni, fem! reader, aphrodisiacs / sex pollen, dirty talk, edging, brattiness, overstimulation, squirting, threesome, sickness but it’s sexy, breeding kink, unprotected sex.

xoxo, juno. everyone pretend it’s v-day 💘

MIDORIYA IZUKU.

⟡ getting hit by a villain’s quirk right before valentine’s day was not something you’d planned to do. somehow, the effects of the quirk end up being an early gift and also a curse.

fat tears race down izuku’s face, his hands grasping weakly at the sheets with each dizzying bounce of your ass onto his thighs. an hour has passed, spent in different positions around the house with less than five minute breaks in between—but no matter how many times you cum, the glowy pink ring around your irises doesn’t go away.

“too much, ‘s too much,” he slurs, words running into each other and becoming jumbled nonsense. “baby, i can’t, not anymore—shit! ‘m empty now, and it h-hurts so bad.”

“hurts?” you parrot disbelievingly, too deep under the spell to feel the burn in your thighs. “‘zuku, know what hurts?”

“no, i know,” he sobs, balls squeezing painfully as the familiar pressure returns to his cock. it’s familiar, but it’s not the same; there’s no cum involved, he’s been drained too dry to give you anything. “l-last time, please. i need a minute to, ngh, relax.”

it hurts. izuku’s cock is practically purple with overstimulation, but he’s too entranced to pull you off himself. when you’d arrived home, tugging at his belt and babbling about what had happened, izuku took a moment to consider if he had any notes on something like this.

villains with these types of quirks have always been rare, and it’s just his luck that one popped up before valentine’s day.

the couch groans from the combination of movement and weight on it, yawning with wear. izuku has never underestimated your strength or sex drive, but this . . you’re bouncy, and he’s wondering if the villain’s quirk enhanced your stamina too.

in a startling display of affection, you grab at his jaw and kiss away his tears, cooing sweet, sensual nothings into his ear. your voice is smooth when you tell him how good he’s doing, how sexy he looks when he’s whining so sweetly. just when he’s thinking it can’t get any better, you hit him where he’s weakest with a sultry murmur of want you to put a baby in me, izuku.

flustered, he can’t help but let out a squeal when you nip at his neck, kissing over previous bites and smatterings of freckles.

“do what you want with me,” he surrenders, verdant green eyes meeting your own. “hah, if that’s what you want, jus’ use me. fuck me, baby.”

BAKUGO KATSUKI.

⟡ you have the misfortune of tracking a villain with japan’s number one hero, the all too explosive dynamight. everything completely unravels during the confrontation, when katsuki’s rushing forward to deliver the final blow. the dastardly villain releases a thick, noxious smoke that fills the air with a sickening sweetness �� despite all the coughing and hacking, he manages to subdue the villain until the police arrive, but you never make it back to the agency to regroup.

ridiculous, is all you can think as you’re being folded in half in the back of a company car that’s sneakily wedged in an alleyway. katsuki’s not-so-gentle teeth nip at the tender skin of your thighs, and he doesn’t think twice about the marks that are sure to show up by tomorrow.

“d-deeper, katsuki,” you writhe against the seats, too handsy for his liking. “please, it’s not deep eno—”

“shut it,” he grunts, scowling down at you. his usual expression doesn’t quite have the same effect it usually does, since it’s been mellowed out by the villain’s aphrodisiac like quirk. “don’t you dare tell me how to fuck, got it?”

a bratty huff escapes you, and you make a show of rolling your eyes at him, seemingly unimpressed. “i wouldn’t have to if you’d just do it right. oh, but who am i to judge the number one?”

a vein bulges from his forehead as he listens, crimson eyes seething silently while you continue to lay it on thick. “i guess dynamight can fuck however he wants, even if it’s subpar—”

in an instant, katsuki’s hand is on your throat and applying just enough pressure to force out a gasp from you. that teasing and talking back worked—now he’s really about to come undone, show you just how strong the number one pro can really be.

“can’t take that back now, can you? if you think you can insult me and order me around, oh,” katsuki grinds his teeth, pressing your knees into your chest without taking a moment to appreciate the pretty moan that leaves you. “fuck, you’ve got another thing coming. shut your mouth.”

“make me.”

he can’t seem to recall a time where he’s ever been this turned on—that aphrodisiac quirk’s got nothing on the way you talk to him, challenge him in a way that nobody has before.

katsuki draws his hips back, slow and deliberate in each movement. you were right, he wasn’t giving you his all; but now, he will, and he won’t stop until you eat your words. deeper? harder? faster? if that’s what you’re asking for, he’ll give it to you.

you watch breathlessly, mesmerized by the frustrated scrunch of his face, all because he can’t stop replaying your words in his head. a harsh slap to your clit snaps you out of your daze the moment it lands, stinging terribly.

“let’s work up to that, alright? you’re going to—”

“what if i don’t, katsuki?” you tip your chin up at him, looking down your nose at him. “then what?”

another slap, this time with a little more strength behind it. he disregards everything you just said, getting ready to give you an explosive orgasm you’ll have to work hard for.

“that’s what. now, let’s try that again—you’ll be good and count each slap, unless you want me to spank this slutty pussy raw,” satisfied by the responding clench of your cunt, he arches a brow and smirks. “your choice, brat.”

TODOROKI SHOTO.

⟡ with a new, unstable virus spreading rapidly through japan, scientists are racing to develop a cure. it seems to act like the standard flu, but it affects quirk users differently—shoto ends up with an unusual kind of fever.

“ah, ‘m cumming, sho,” cum squirts from your pussy like a waterfall, and everything’s so overwhelming that you unintentionally push his cock out. “good, ‘s so fucking good.”

sweat coats his face, clinging to the rough scar on shoto’s left side. panting, he sucks in a breath, grasping around for his swollen cock.

“i’m sorry,” his voice cracks once his tip slides through your sticky folds and makes your back jolt off the bed, “it’s just—shit, it’s not enough.”

“a-again? i, hah, don’t know if that’s a good—”

shoto shakes his head, shivering as a thin layer of frost appears on his right cheek; it sparkles brilliantly before melting into droplets of water that drip from his jaw. “i’m still burning up,” it’s completely out of bounds, but the low rasp of his sickly voice scratches an itch in your brain. “see, lovey? can’t even use my quirk to fix it.”

a sigh escapes you, and you spread your trembly thighs one more time. “i might be too tired to drive you to the hospital after this,” you warn.

“i know, but baby,” gratefully, shoto pushes forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside you. his warm hand settles on your lower belly to add some pressure, gearing you up for another explosive orgasm. “i don’t wanna be like this when we go to the hospital.”

he flushes darkly with embarrassment, and the mental image of a tortured shoto rutting into a hospital bed as waves of the fever’s severe effects overwhelm him is enough to make you soften.

once he starts to thrust, developing a rhythm that would put your own fingers to shame, his mouth drops open and he’s babbling incoherently. “ . . always so fucking hot around you, baby. i-it’s not my fault you’re so—haa, shit—so perfect, making me burn up whenever you’re not looking.”

and because being this deep inside you is as close as he can get to heaven, shoto sees no reason to hold back on the honest praise. he’s always been a little shy to express himself during sex, mouth drying up whenever he tries to say something rather dirty, but not now. since his brain is being fried by the heat at the moment, he won’t feel any embarrassment.

“sho, right there,” a breath is punched out of your lungs, and your nails scratch at his shoulders each time his tip kisses your sweet spot. “oh god, ‘m gonna make a mess again!”

his cock twitches and he moans your name, only egging you on. “can’t wait to taste it, darling.”

you fall off the edge, his words serving as the final push. euphoria curls through you, cresting like a wave until the sensitivity becomes too much, bringing you back to earth. abs clenching, shoto pulls out to cover your stomach in white.

in an instant, shoto’s temperature drops. quietly, he shivers against you, huffing into your neck.

“i want to stay like this before we leave.”

“you’ve got ice forming rapidly on your back, sho.”

“it’ll melt if i’m cuddling with you . . could you also rub my back? maybe i just need to sleep it off.”

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU.

⟡ eijirou listened to you specifically tell him NOT to eat the wrapped cookies you had in the fridge and when you left, he did exactly that.

“babe, baby, you feel so good,” cum races down his fingers in creamy rivulets, puddling at the base of his cock. caught up in his fantasy, eijirou flicks his wrist faster, hoping with all his heart to imitate the hot squeeze of your cunt. “s-so pretty when you take me, always so fuckin’ beautiful.”

his voice cracks just as the door opens, and your purse falls to the floor. your boyfriend is spread out on the bed, flushed feverishly and gasping out your name like he’s delirious—it would be the perfect scene to come home to if you didn’t spot two torn cookie wrappers near him.

“eijirou,” you speak his name lowly, catching his eyes and raising a brow. he’s not sure if he should feel awkward or turned on because of your scolding tone, so he just swallows dryly and looks toward you with hooded eyes. “already forgot the speech i gave you? why’d you eat the cookies?”

shame creeps up his neck and makes his skin prickle uncomfortably. grasping for a response, eijirou decides to question you right back. “why’d you have sex cookies in the fridge?”

“they were a surprise for valentine’s!”

oh.

now he really feels dumb for spoiling your plans. perhaps if he hadn’t been so hungry, so greedy, he wouldn’t be embarrassed under your scrutinizing gaze.

but the feeling doesn’t last long—your tough face drops into something more sultry: doe eyes and an upturned quirk of your lips that’s sure to finish him.

the mattress sinks under your weight, and you scoot beside him with a self satisfied smile. it’s small and quiet, but a voice in the back of his head tells him maybe you wanted this to happen; you certainly don’t look too upset about it.

“no way, baby,” a hiss escapes him when you slap his cum-stained hand away from his cock, instead choosing to replace them with your own. “am i dreaming? mrs. red riot, are you—”

his narration throws you off, and you choke just kissing his tip. you know eijirou’s surprised and eternally grateful, but damn. “mr. red riot, you’d be quiet if you wanted me to.”

“sorry,” he says earnestly, tensing up to hide the fact that he’s shaking like a leaf when you finally take him in your mouth. “i’ve just—” he inhales sharply as you slowly, torturously take him inch by inch. “i’ve been waiting s-so long for you to come home, babe.”

you swallow, throat squeezing tight around his cock, and eijirou’s clean hand flies to the back of your head, hovering precariously. “i’m crazy about you, all day every day, and the cookies made it worse. ‘m sorry for spoiling the surprise, i didn’t mean to—haa, w-what’re you doing to me? oh, you’re gonna make me—”

it doesn’t take long for obscene slurps and occasional gags to fill the room as you suck eijirou’s cock, spoiling him with each languid bob of your head. it’s too much, and the tension grows thicker in his gut, setting his insides ablaze with anticipation.

he’s hurtling toward his high, jerking his hips up and shamelessly preparing to fill up your throat this quickly—but then, you push yourself off of him. a shudder ripples through his body, and he throws you a pained, wide eyed look.

“why’d you..? baby?”

you motion for him to lay on his back, and he can see the gears in your head turning behind a wicked smile. “might as well draw it out, hm?”

“you’re gonna milk me?”

he’s so cute . .

you want to see him crying.

you hum, “only until you’re begging for me to stop.”

KAMINARI DENKI, ft. SERO HANTA

⟡ an undercover sting at a mysterious village with your work partners doesn’t go as smoothly as planned. the village, out in the far country, has been reported as the one place with the highest levels of quirk activity in japan. little did you know about the fact that this place is home to infectious pollen that makes its way into people via the air, or about its temporary effects on people . .

“what the fuck,” you moan, vision blurry between their faces and intermittent flashes of light. “there’s no way it’s from a plant, it can’t be—”

hanta’s tongue darts out to lick the salt away from his upper lip, and he points a finger toward a passage in the encyclopedia. “the symptoms are, ngh, the same.”

one of your hands works denki’s cock while the other shakily flips through an encyclopedia of germs and the like; hanta’s buried to the hilt inside of you, tan cheeks flushed with exertion.

“can’t you just read after?” denki unhelpfully suggests, blinking back a few tears while sparks of electricity fly off from his blond hair. “let’s just fix—yeah, baby, jus’ like that—fix the problem now and figure it out later.”

“shut it, denks,” hanta rolls his eyes, rocking his hips into you. despite the fact that the three of you are totally naked and in the middle of some kind of threesome, you’re researching what apparently caused this surge of uncontrollable arousal.

things began not long after you arrived in the village, where everything had looked unsuspecting and normal. surely there was a villain lurking around somewhere . . ? why else would there be so much unusual activity, enough to alert the authorities?

“look, they f-found something similar in america,” hanta’s voice wavers uncharacteristically, his own high racing through him with such intensity he doubles over.

“forget about the book,” denki’s begging while pressing dazed kisses to your tits, one hand tossing the book aside and slipping between your trembling thighs. “c’mon, babe. show us what you look like when you cum.”

perhaps this is something to be selfish about — when will an opportunity to fuck your hot coworkers come around again? hanta’s everything you’ve been daydreaming about, with a muscular physique sharp enough to have been cut from stone. denki’s just as attractive, though his features are softer, the result of his constant snacking while on the job or in the agency.

hanta nods in assent, already trailing over the edge. “want you to gush all over me, baby.”

thrashing under denki’s fingers, it momentarily occurs to you that maybe they’re a little too experienced. neither of them were concerned with a threesome when it was suggested, and there’s no mistakes in their almost synchronized movements.

just watching your eyes flutter and roll back is enough to make denki cum with a moan of your name as his cock sprays white. hanta’s pupils probably dilate a hundred times their size at the erotic sight, and his hips begin to stutter as heat races up his spine.

denki, shaking profusely, musters his voice and maintains his hurried pace. “g-good girl, go on ‘n let it out.”

since stepping foot into the village and inhaling that damn pollen, the pro hero’s been getting realistic flashes of thoughts he’s kept locked away for some time. you, on your knees, looking up at him like you’re ready to do more than just please. you, with your pretty eyes full of tears as you lose your mind beneath him.

an orgasm stronger than the lustful effects of any aphrodisiac tears through you, and your cunt bears down so hard it forces out hanta’s own high as well. with all his might, he tries to resist the surge of weakness that hits him and fails—he collapses on top of you, hugging you closely and burying his face in your neck.

loosely, your jaw hangs open and breathy gasps leave your mouth. denki’s sparking with electricity beside you and simultaneously struggling to get it under control. a single yellow spark flies off his body and mildly electrocutes hanta, snapping him back to reality. he jerks against you, sounding exhausted.

“uh. so, um, what’re we supposed to report when we get back?”

TAKAMI KEIGO.

⟡ bless his heart. for valentine’s, he decides to be a silk heart-shaped box of japan’s most expensive chocolate for you. he’d been so focused on finding your favorite flavors along with new ones that he didn’t even realize that he’d purchased sex chocolate.

“it hurts, dovey. it’s s-so painful.”

since sharing the box of chocolates with you, keigo’s been reduced to a pathetic mess who can’t seem to stop shaking when you just barely touch him. vermilion feathers puff up and out at his back, his messy wings conveying the way he’s crumbling inside.

you’re just as hot, skin crawling with a lustful itch only keigo can scratch for you. the frenetic beating of his wings whips up cold gusts of wind stronger than any ceiling fan, and not a single goosebump rises on your skin.

“right there, kei,” you moan, tears gathering in your eyes as he continuously hits your sweet spot. “oh my god, don’t stop.”

as if he’d ever plan to.

he hiccups, face flushed and hair tousled like he’s just returned from some mission out in the wild. softly, with the barest note of urgency, keigo whines out your name and a request.

“dovey, c’mon,” his voice cracks halfway through his sentence, shattered with unmistakable pleasure. “just tell me what you want, and i’ll, ah, i’ll fuckin’ give it to you.”

keigo’s entire body thrums with the need, the purpose, to please you, and his own pleasure hinges on you and your praise. sure enough, you cry out to him, words saccharine and addicting.

“make me cum, kei,” and he doesn’t need any further instruction, not when he knows your body this well. smooth fingers slip between your thighs and work your clit, causing your back to arch when he applies just enough pressure to send electricity through your nerves.

you’re wrapping around keigo’s waist, drawing him in and breaking down his self control easily.

“want me to fill up this pussy, baby? i can do it again and again—” he punctuates his words with harsh thrusts that amplify the clap of skin against skin almost as much as a quirk could, “while you take it like you were made to.”

quaking beneath him, you nod frantically, as if those are the words you’ve been waiting to hear. while he was so vividly illustrating the scene, his wings unconsciously began to wrap around your bodies, a sign of how much he wants it too.

you gasp, eyes squeezing shut with the last image being keigo’s face, twisted in ecstasy and scrunched with concentration. “gonna—‘m gonna cum, kei!”

“with me, dovey, please,” sweat pours down the sides of his face as the heated bliss tightens in his gut, applying an unbearable pressure to his cock. “let me feel you cum around me, ughhh.”

sloppily, keigo presses open mouthed kisses to your lips, and a delighted moan escapes him when you kiss back. your lips are soft against his, and your tongue carries the sweet taste of valentine’s chocolates, the expensive ones he’d come home with earlier.

with his orgasm creeping up on him and dulling his surroundings, a brief thought occurs to him about those chocolates. the sales lady had raised a brow when he filled up the customizable box with many pink chocolates that had been sitting in a case separate from the rest.. no, that can’t be right. surely this is the common valentine’s day effect on couples—it can’t be from the chocolate, can it?

[dollyichi]

kaminari denki will always match your freak. you ask and you shall receive, “can i spray whipped cream on it?” and he’s already pulling down his pants while you shake the bottle on top of him.

want to watch him jerk of to your panties? done, especially pressing the tip onto that damp spot to his tip while you’re playing with your pussy on too of his chest.

wanna play with his nipples? and you’re already laying on your, side sucking on them while you pump his cock.

let’s you use him anytime and anyway you desire. always flashing you that cheeky smile whenever you’re in an experimental mood and soon you’ve got an album full of pictures of him—all tied up with pretty frilly bows, or his cock covered in lipstick stained kisses.

he is so game for everything even when it’s risky, but that’s what makes it so fun. especially when you both sneaked out off a meeting to fuck in the empty room right next to it.

feeling proud that he’s the reason why you’re this way. the one who broke you out of your shell. and grateful even, to be the one who always ends up being on the receiving end of your little rendezvous. who knew that you’d end up this way? the you who wasn’t even aware that they’re capable of seducing someone before you finally got a taste of what you’ve been doing to him.

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

[skymar13]

“Just the tip?” He says after you’ve rejected his advances all day. You’d pull back from his wanting kisses because you knew what he wanted.

When you finally let him put “just the tip” he couldn’t help but plunge deeply into your spongy walls making your eyes roll back.

“I know what’s good for us, we both needed this.” He’d say balls deep before pulling out and pounding into you once again.

Trust me it’s never just the tip, that’s something you came to realize. He’s a liar.

Denki kaminari, monoma neito, keigo takami, Hitoshi Shinsou, Izuku midoriya, Hizashi Yamada

Aged up!

[confessionsandcreampies]

sexual dynamics of the my hero academia boys

bakugo katsuki – explosive dom. loud, dominant, obsessive. bakugo doesn’t make love, he conquers. he pins you down, tells you to shut the fuck up, and fucks you like you insulted his pride. but it’s deeper than that. under all the anger is a possessive man who needs to make you fall apart on his cock. he curses the whole time. groans your name. smacks your ass, grips your hips, makes you take it all. and if you run your mouth or tease him? oh you’re getting face-first into the mattress, growled at like prey. dynamic: angry dom. rough, jealous, wild. will ruin you and then tuck you in like you didn’t just sob on his dick.

kaminari denki – subby, needy, praise-obsessed. babyboy. golden retriever in the sheets. he lives to hear you moan. lives to hear “you’re doing so good, denki”. his hands shake the first time he undresses you. but when he eats you out? his tongue is committed. fucks like he’s being graded. looks up at you all pink-cheeked and desperate, “did that feel good? want me to do it again?” he might get cocky if you let him top, but one firm word, and he’s back to being your obedient mess. dynamic: praise-powered switch. sub-leaning. begs to make you cum. melts when you ride him.

shinsou hitoshi – sleepy, dominant, absolutely filthy-mouthed. he draws it out. he talks in that low, gravel voice while his fingers are knuckle-deep inside you. “you like that, baby? so sensitive already?” he loves control. loves making you squirm. ties your hands to the bedpost and keeps you on edge for hours. he’s not in a rush. he wants you to beg. he’ll edge you with just two fingers and a lazy smirk. you’ll be a crying mess, and he’ll coo, “use your words. or i stop.” dynamic: control dom. low energy, but insanely intense. gets off on your desperation.

aizawa shouta – quiet, brutal, possessive caretaker. he doesn’t talk much, but when he does, it’s a deep whisper right at your ear, “take it.” his sex is slow, deep, punishing. he fucks like he’s reclaiming something. like you belong to him and he’s reminding you. will restrain you with his capture gear. hold your wrists with one hand and finger you with the other until you’re shaking. but afterward? towel in hand, lips soft, brushing hair from your face. dynamic: silent dom. patient, brutal, overwhelming. cold during, warm after.

dabi – feral. unstable. addicted to the way you scream. he’s a fucking menace. dirty, loud, and unapologetically rough. dabi drags you into his lap and says, “let’s make this messy, yeah?” he likes marks. likes to choke. likes to say the nastiest shit in your ear until you’re gasping and crying. but underneath the filth? he’s starving. he wants to fuck like he’s trying to erase the world. he doesn’t do gentle. but he clings to you in the aftermath like you’re the only thing keeping him alive. dynamic: depraved dom. sadistic, obsessive, possessive. fucking is survival for him.

shigaraki tomura – unhinged control freak. desperate for ownership. he moans, whimpers. but make no mistake, he’s in charge. fucks like he’s claiming you with every thrust. nails scraping down your skin, breathing ragged. he’ll make you beg. and the moment you show weakness? he pounces. “you’re mine, you hear me? say it.” loves watching you cry from overstimulation. loves making you beg to stop and then beg for more. he’s unpredictable. dangerous. but obsessed. his hands might shake but his control doesn’t. dynamic: desperate dom. possessive. paranoid. addicted to your submission.

[rumisgf]

“ YOUR BEST EATER ! ” (MHA EDITION)

ꕥ summary: rating how well mha men would eat you out ! (this is canon cause i said so)

ꕥ includes: keigo takami, mirio togata, touya todoroki, shota aizawa, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, enji todoroki

ꕥ warnings: dom/sub implications, oral f!recieving, dirty talk, crack ofc this is for fun, slander (sorry lol), black!reader as always, timeskip chargebolt and dynamight

KEIGO TAKAMI - ♾️/10

⊗ he’s a REAL eater.

⊗ you have to cry and beg for him to pop his mouth off you because he has an addiction

⊗ he thinks you taste so good

⊗ there’s not one morning his head doesn’t end up between your thighs

⊗ and at events, he’ll find a way to pull you to the nearest bathroom and get a quick one out because you just looked too good

⊗ he loves having you sit on his face

⊗ “imma eat it. AHHHHH”

⊗ he doesn’t care if you just got off of work or if you’re tired he needs your pussy on his tongue stat.

⊗ he’s such a slut.

“please- ‘s too much~!”

“c‘mon i know you got one more, i got you~”

TOUYA TODOROKI - 3/10

⊗ you thought he was an eater…?

⊗ you’re funny.

⊗ yeah unfortunately mr. long dick over here doesn’t like eating pussy

⊗ his ego is bigger than his dick

⊗ however,

⊗ on the rare occasion that he’s feeling extra nice, he’ll do more than plunge his fingers into you before he makes you take him from the back

“o-oh~..!”

“couldn’t help myself…too fuckin’ wet…”

ENJI TODORKI - 0/10

⊗ like father like son (he’s much worse)

⊗ he’s not particularly a…. giver

⊗ he’s a meanie he’d rather manhandle you instead

⊗ he don’t even like his wife and kids so what makes you think he likes you enough to eat you out

⊗ besides….even if he tried…it wouldn’t be…well…good.

⊗ he’s too rough he might bite your shit i don’t know pookie

⊗ if you beg him enough he’ll do it for like a split second

⊗ you immediately regret your decision

⊗ help him.

“wait- it’s ok it’s o-ok. nevermind…”

“what’s wrong?”

SHOTA AIZAWA - 7/10

⊗ he likes to pretend he doesn’t like giving head

⊗ but you catch him on one of those days….

⊗ he becomes a different man

⊗ and he’s mean with it, too

⊗ your thighs will have bruises from the way he forces your legs open

⊗ he likes eating you out before just because he feels satisfied having you weak before he even fucks you

⊗ he’ll edge you and tease you just to have you begging him to cum

“stay fuckin’ still, or you’re not cummin’. understand?”

MIRIO TOGATA - 10/10

⊗ yes i’m sneaking my man in here. i do not care.

⊗ he’s a certified munch y’all hate to say it

⊗ he gets it from fatgum.

⊗ (i would put him in here but then imma get nasty)

⊗ please just sit on his face and give him three minutes you will be dripping before he even puts it in

⊗ he massages your thighs and kisses your clit ‘cause he really is just so in love with you

⊗ not only will he shove his head between your thighs before he fucks you just to get a quick taste

⊗ he’ll clean you up after he fucks you, tastes himself and you

⊗ he’s a huge giver

⊗ please marry him

“such a pretty pussy, baby…’m gonna clean you right up~”

BAKUGOU KATSUKI - 9/10

⊗ oh give him five minutes

⊗ put him between your legs and he’s done for

⊗ he’s a nasty FREAK and he cannot hide it in this predicament.

⊗ he swears up and down ‘he doesn’t eat pussy’ to all his friends and every girl who brings it up

⊗ but if it’s his baby? someone he’s really into?

⊗ you see a completely different side of him

⊗ and he makes everything so messy

⊗ he’s so focused when he does it and when he looks up at you… you are done for

⊗ he can make you cum quick to get you wet enough to just slip in– then he gets right to business

“kats~…”

“taste so good…so fucking good..”

DENKI KAMINARI - 11/10

⊗ y’all thought i wasn’t gonna put him here?

⊗ he refers to himself as an eater

⊗ he has no shame

⊗ he’ll eat it in the morning, for lunch, after dinner, for dessert- he really doesn’t care

⊗ he definitely can get off just from giving you head

⊗ the feeling of you dripping down his chin and the sound of your moans is enough to get him up

⊗ you will be orgasming more than once

⊗ and he can go on for hours if he really wanted to

“my messy baby…you sound so pretty~

©𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑮𝑭

[blondieeu]

DENKI KAMINARI

denki is definitely the type to lowkey hope for his cock to slip out while you ride him just so he can be the one to wrap his arm around your upper body, lift you up and push it right back in with his other hand.

something denki likes to throw into this, is actually rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your slit until you get impatient and yell at him to put it back in.

blondieeu xx

[sugarwarachan]

by popular request ❤︎ - touchstarved!denki

touchstarved!denki who spends all of his free time trying to get your attention. does literally everything in his power to make you laugh, even if it's at his expense

touchstarved!denki who catches your eye across the room and feels it like a caress. actually so far-gone that any time your skin connects he's convinced it's a sign from the universe

touchstarved!denki who jumps at the chance to be friends with benefits

touchstarved!denki who wants you to use him, spreads your legs apart and sits your cute little cunt right down on his face, "that it's baby girl, don't care if i can't fuckin' breathe, pussy's too good for that"

touchstarved!denki who chokes on his spit when you sit on his dick, starts babbling out nonsense about how good you feel, how perfect you are—"fuck yeah baby, sit on it just like that, you can get a lil rough with me"

touchstarved!denki who derives so much of his self-worth from pleasing you that he considers it an hour wasted if you're not coming around his fingers, mouth, or cock

a/n: working on shinsou and sero <3 more touchstarved!boys here. reblogs and comments always appreciated 🫶

[feelfreetopleasemexo]

Cabin fever. PT 1.

Non quirk universe; kirishima rents a cabin in the woods off a family member for all of you to spend a long weekend together, when suddenly something feels off.

Katsuki, kirishima, denki and reader.

A/N: First part is the set up, arriving at the cabin and general fluff, it only gets creepier and more horror induced from here.

Work was shit, adult life even shittier, the only saving grace was at the end of the week, you were set to be picked up by kirishima and whisked away on a long weekend in the woods. Alcohol, weed and your best friends, it really didn’t get much better than that, especially if you had a sick view to soak it all up in together. It really couldnt come soon enough, why the hell was it still only Tuesday.

After a gruelling week of sorting papers, grading exams and about a million and one different parents hounding you for answers as to why their kid was failing maths (not even your subject), the bell eventually rang and it meant that in an hour and a half, you’d be sitting in kiris passenger side smoking a joint and screaming to early 2000s emo punk music as loud as you physically could. Of course your phone pinged the moment you started to pack your bag to leave.

“Gonna be a bit late, gotta grab denks on the way. Sorry cutie x”

Okay, not as bad as you thought it might’ve been, but you thought Denki was meant to be meeting you guys there with his new girlfriend? Guess that’s another one down the drain for poor Denki. He never really could hold down a steady relationship, not that that upset you too much or anything…

“Finally!” You shouted as Kiri pulled up in his all black SUV which was infinitely more expensive than your shitty studio flat, windows down and denki hanging out of the passenger side window like a dog going down the motor way. Both the boys shouted your name, waved out of the windows and flashed their cheesy grins your way, Kiri then getting out to help you with your bags.

“Yano we’re going for a long weekend right…sure this small suitcase’ll be enough?”

“I dress like Adam sandler and denkis brought the weed, I don’t really need anything else do I?”

He rolled his eyes, smirked then chucked your bag in the back with all of the rest. It’s a good job you only had one considering there were 8 others in there already.

“Sure you’re not moving in denks? That’s a loooot of bags back there.”

He shifted his eyes back to the front of the car as you climbed in the back, a now sheepish expression donning his once brightly excited one.

“Er yeah, she kinda…kicked me out.” There was a slight pause as he shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable with admitting this had happened again this year. “But anyway, kiri here is being a true gentleman and letting me crash with him and kats for a few weeks whilst I find myself somewhere else to stay! Isnt he just the best?!”

You flicked your eyes to Kiri who was now being squeezed tightly in denkis arms,offering you a weak and slightly uncomfortable smile, it screamed ‘look at him, I couldnt not help.’

You shook your head, trying to make sense of what Denki had just said,

“Wait wait, number one, sorry she kicked you out again denks, thats gotta fucking suck. Two, since WHEN did you and kats move in together Kiri?! And three, WHY AM I ALWAYS THE LAST TO KNOW ABOUT THESE THINGS?!”

The boys roared in laughter at the sheer volume of your pretend angst in the back of the car as Kiri pulled off from your drive, and headed towards his to pick up Katsuki.

“S’not my fault you don’t answer the group chat. I vented in it for about 20 minutes earlier and you didn’t even leave me on read…”

“Yeeeah, you’re the reason I have it on mute by the way denks, couldnt keep up with the meme sprees at 3am anymore, some of us have jobs Yano…”

“HEY! I have a job…”

“Selling weed on the side doesnt count as a job Denki, cmon…you’re better than that.”

The silence was confirmation enough, he knew it could barely count as a job as it was, but his now ex girlfriend was keeping him as some sort of house husband for the last two years, could anyone really blame him for indulging in that?!

“You have TWO SECONDS to get out of my seat before I blow you and this expensive car I got Kiri last week into next year.”

Denki didnt waste any time, practically throwing himself onto you as he clambered into the backseat and away from Katsukis explosive temper. Hed already been subjected to enough of that as it was when he begged to stay with the two new love birds. Oh shit, you didn’t even know about that yet….

“Y/n.” Katsuki nodded to you as he climbed into the car, swiftly pushing his rucksack to his feet and shooting a wink to Kiri. Why did he just…

“Oh. SINCE WHEN?!”

Kiri had leaned over and begged Katsuki for a kiss, eyes batting and head tilted like he was looking at the physical embodiment of an angel next to him. Katsuki had rolled his eyes, grunted slightly then squeezed kiris cheeks together in his hand and pecked his lips a few times, causing your eyes to widen, your mouth to lay slack and the unintentionally loud question to break from your throat. Kiri turned to look at you in the back with his usual cheesy wide grin, as katsukis stoic face followed.

“Last week! We finally decided to push everything aside and give in to our feelings. There wasnt really much point hiding them anymore, we clearly both liked each other so….YEAH!” Kiri excitement was so infection, that even Katsuki smirked ever so slightly at the volume of his voice.

And as I’d Denki could feel the happiness radiating through the car and letting his jealousy wiggle its way through to out an end to it, he nudged you with his elbow and not so quietly ‘whispered’ to you,

“Didnt you and Kats lose your virginities to each other in school y/n?”

You gritted your teeth, tried to smile through the awkwardness as you elbowed him back in the ribs.

“We do NOT need to bring that up right now. We’re celebrating them NOT what happened more than 5 years ago, dumbass.”

Kiris laughter yet again broke the tension as he acknowledged that everyone in the car knew about it, youd been best friends for years after all, you practically knew everything about each other.

“Denki stop teasing, you’re just jealous because everyone in this cars seen Katsukis dick except you.”

Katsuki then elbowed Kiri slightly as the flush started to creep to the top of his ears, the last thing he expected was for his dick to be the sole topic of conversation.

“Can we just drive already? Im already starting to get pissed off with dunceface back there.”

“If you call me baaaaaaby.”

Who knew Kiri was such a tease. Now THIS was entertainment.

As the journey continued, the soft music played from the radio as you and denki played on your phones, sorting emails, playing crappy mobile games, as Katsuki and Kiri held hands on the gearstick and mumbled about all the activities kats has planned for you all once you arrived. Suddenly, denkis phone died, and it was about to be ALL of you guys’ problem.

“So….”

“Dont.”

“Hey! I was just gonna…”

“I said, DONT.”

If you didnt know them so well, you could’ve sworn him and kats hated each other. After a short while, denki decided to go full send and ask the question anyway.

“Dont you think it’s weird that 2/3rd of the car knows what katsukis cum face looks like?”

Without a second of hesitation you quipped back, not even bothering to look up from your phone.

“Not think it’s weird you’re jealous you havent?”

Silenced him again, you were not about to let him brain rot you all for the rest of the three hour drive to the cabin, unfortunately for you though, no matter how many sarcastic quips you had to throw back at him, Denki had infinitely more stupid shit to ask.

“Foursum when we get in?”

“If anything, it’ll be a 3 sum and you’re not allowed to watch.”

“Can we stop for snacks?”

“Way ahead of you.” Katsuki flung his rucksack far back enough that it hit Denki square in the face, and if it wasn’t full to the brim of denkis favourite snacks he might’ve been annoyed. Slightly.

“Im booooooored.”

(All in unison) “ we knoooooow.”

To say you disliked Denki would be untrue, he was one of your best friends, and the first guy you had a crush on in high school if you were being completely honest with yourself, it was just that, when he got bored, he got really fucking annoying. Normally you all took turns entertaining his adhd, helping him self regulate, letting him stim away to the TikTok songs stuck in his brain, it’s just that this week had been hard on each of you for a variety of different reasons, so entertaining him whilst you were still a few hours away from your relaxation, felt like a bigger task than any one of you cared to embrace alone. That didn’t stop Denki and his relentless need for distraction though.

“Wanna play a game? Truth or dare or something?”

“Im driving dude, I can’t im sorry.”

Denki folded his arms and sulked, since WHEN did his best friends become so boring. Suddenly he remembered the bag of weed that lay just under his feet in his bag. He pulled it out, smirked dangerously at you then began to roll. You rolled your eyes, smirked back at him and offered to roll it for him, before he inevitably tried, failed and asked you to roll it anyway. As you rolled the joint, Katsuki threw a dirty look at you then faced back towards the front, grimacing that you guys still even bothered to smoke that crap after high school anymore.

“Don’t give me that look kats, you agreed that we could bring it, remember? It’s only a little weed, it’s basically a cigarette.”

Katsuki grumbled, and Kiri rubbed his thumb along his knuckles, reassuring him that it would be fine.

“Don’t worry babe, as long as the windows are down it won’t affect us. Can have a few beers when we get in if you want?”

That seemed to settle Katsuki slightly, in his own ‘okay but I still hate them’ kind of way. Kiri clocked your eyes in the rear view window and winked at you, reassuring you that it was okay to smoke in the car, as long as said windows were rolled completely down.

Denki greedily swiped the joint from your hands as soon as you had finished licking and sticking the last of the king together, and immediately sparked it up with his extremely old, but somehow ‘lucky’ lighter, that he insisted he bring to every single sesh.

The joint was passed between the two of you, quickly becoming the highlight of the journey for Denki as he showed off his newest smoke tricks and managed to get a slightly less annoyed huff from the nose from kats, and an even more excitable laugh from you. You tried to Irish waterfall it but failed, which then made Denki nearly puke from laughing, and encouraged the competitive side of Katsuki to peak through as he reached back, took a massive hit then flicked his cheek blowing an array of tiny smoke rings over you both in the back seat.

“Knew you couldn’t resist! Jesus fuck though kats, you’re gonna hot box the car, and I am NOT dying with this amount of weed on me. My mums disappointed enough as it is….”

You shouldn’t have laughed, but something about the way Denki was waving his arms around trying to flush the smoke out of the windows made your body started shaking and your laugh slip through your hands. He just looked so overly animated that you just couldnt help yourself. As your laughter ripped through the smoke, he couldnt help but join you, which in turn made kiri laugh at you two idiots in the back, and Katsuki to let out a rare toothy grin. Then it hit you, this was the first time in months that youd managed to let yourself fully go and actually enjoy something that wasnt battery operated, and didnt lie just to see if you really could bend your legs that far behind your head. You were happy, and it was all because of these three dickbags you called best friends.

After two more joints and a few more hours driving, you all finally arrived at the cabin. Both you and denki got out to stretch, Katsuki grabbed the keys and unlocked the door, and kiri single handedly carried every single bag inside and dropped them off upstairs. As Katsuki was grabbing the beers from the fridge and kirishima was getting changed into something a little more comfortable, denki pulled you to the couch to sit beside him, as he quietly whispered questions to you about Katsuki and kirishimas relationship.

“So, who’s the bottom?” His eyes flicked to Katsuki as he angrily tried to unscrew the lid to the beer.

“It’s gotta be Kiri….right?”

“Naaah, I recon it’s kats. Look at him, all that gusto and bravado, you just KNOW he likes to lay down and take it.”

If you two werent so violently high already, you might’ve heard kirishima coming down the stairs, and youd definitely of heard him put his hands on the back of the sofa behind you both. He leant in towards the back of your heads as you both stared at Katsuki and tried his best to whisper.

“We take turns.”

His sudden voice from behind you made you jump, nearly causing you to jump into denkis lap as you pulled him closer to you and screamed slightly. Your scream mixed with denkis yelp made Katsuki turn around and shout at the three of you, demanding an answer to sudden loud commotion.

“What’re you dumbasses screaming about? There can’t already be a spider in here surely….kiri made me check it twice this morning before we set off to pick you guys up.”

Kiri stood up, still laughing slightly, as he shook his head and replied,

“Don’t worry cutie, these guys were just being idiots together.”

“Tsk, as usual then. Right, we setting this fire up or what? Im not waiting around all day.”

Kiri walked over to katsuki in the kitchen, laying his head on his shoulder as he stared up at him again, clearly making Katsuki flustered, then beckoned you both over to join them outside to help gather the wood for the fire. You looked at each other, silently agreed that Katsuki was the bottom, then tried to get up but accidentally ended up falling into each other, crashing back down on the sofa again.

Katsukis eyes rolled,kiris laugh slipped out, and as they both left to go outside, you and denki continued to chuckle together, as both your legs now lay tangled together, and eachothers feet inches away from the others face. You eventually freed yourself from the awkward entanglement and tried to stand,holding onto his arm for support, when he then tried to lean in and kiss you. You swiftly moved your head, causing his lips to catch your cheek as you pushed him away and furrowed your eyes at his advance.

“Dude what the fuck?! You can’t just kiss me out of nowhere.”

He stumbled back slightly, a small pout laced his face as he replied,

“What? Just messing around. Didnt you want to?”

“Funny enough denki, no. I don’t.”

“We just gonna forget about last year then Or..”

“Denki. It was one time. We were both sad and stupidly high, you can’t seriously be trying to bring that up again.”

“It’s basically the exact same scenario, sue for me thinking you might wanna do it again.”

“Denki.”

“Y/n.”

As if the world knew you didn’t need anymore stress piled onto your plate, kirishima flung his head around the back doors and beckoned you both to hurry up. You looked to the floor, embarrassed you were having this conversation with Denki yet again since you hooked up with him last year, then faked a smile kiris way and agreed youd both be coming along now.

Outside, Katsuki was stoking the fire shirtless as the three of you joined him, denki letting his mouth gap open at the sheer intensity of katsukis body.

“Should be illegal to look that good.”

Kiri replied, eyes almost sprouting love hearts from them,

“Yeeeeah.”

Katsuki wished he couldn’t hear the two of them gawking over him, but he couldn’t deny it did stoke his ego just a little.

“Get your asses over here or im putting my shirt back on.”

“Coming coming!” Kiri might as well’ve skipped his bulky legs towards Katsuki as he swanned his way back towards him, picking up the massive bag of marshmallows and throwing them into your chest to catch. You pushed them into denkis chest, light heartedly smirking,

“Ladies first.”

It wasnt new for you guys to bicker, especially considering youd slept together last year by accident, but something about his usual lack of being able to hold a judge seemed off. His smile didnt reach his eyes, but he still tried anyway. He took the bag, walked over to Kiri and grabbed the long prongs, skewing them all and handing them out before he slumped into the camping chair closest to the fire and began twirling the marsh mellow slowly against the flames.

“Mentioned it again huh?”

Kiri walked back towards you as you fumbled with your skewer, debating whether to sit next to denki or stay back a bit and let him sulk a little whilst longer.

“He tried to kiss me again, i just….part of me wishes we never did it…”

“And the other part wishes you could do it more huh?”

You rolled your eyes, huffed an agreement and continued to stare at the back of the crazy mess of blonde and black hair that sat infront of the fire.

“Fuck do I do Kiri?”

You had now opted to rest your head on kiris arm, trying your best to not let the tears well up in your lash line.

“Tell him.”

You looked up towards the red head, dead panning your face as if you both knew that was never going to be the correct answer. He simply shrugged down at you, offering you a sweet smile as he then pulled you closer into his chest and rested his arm over your shoulder.

This was going to be a long night.

[cxvii666]

“DOWN WITH THE TRUMPETS”

feat. denki k.

“when i get down, i get respect now”

wc: 780

mdni 😴

“don't talk with your mouth full, it's bad manners.”

denki kaminari is a yapper.

he can talk for japan.

about nothing, and everything. about his little hobbies and interests, like the time he got really into origami for two weeks and folded fifty paper cranes before getting distracted by baking videos. about a bug he saw one time that kind of looked like pikachu if you squinted. about an anime he watched five years ago that reminded him of a tiktok he saw yesterday—actually, no, it reminded him of two tiktoks, and he’ll pull them both up even though you’re in the middle of eating.

he doesn't even realize he's doing it. he just talks.

before you started dating, he once spent two full hours explaining the entire five nights at freddy’s lore to you. he even brought a whiteboard. he drew a timeline. there were arrows, names, color-coded events. he kept glancing at you nervously, like he was waiting for you to run. you thought he was fucking psychotic, but according to all his friends that was his weak attempt at flirting.

he talks in his sleep too. full conversations. one night, around 3 a.m., he whispered, “gregory… you have to hide.” and you just laid there, staring at the ceiling, wondering what choices in life had led you here. he was completely out. you even poked him and he just mumbled something about “security breach.”

you didn't sleep much that night. he did.

you hear him on the phone all the time. he’s loud. his voice carries. you don’t even need to be in the same room to catch half the story. in group calls, he’s that guy—never letting anyone finish a sentence, always jumping back in because he just remembered another detail, or because he needs to relate something someone said to a completely different topic.

he narrates everything he does. it’s like living with a one-man podcast. making a sandwich? you’re getting a full tutorial with sound effects. brushing his teeth? he gives ratings to the toothpaste flavor like he’s doing a mukbang. finding a sock under the bed? live drama, complete with shocked gasps and a full backstory on how the sock ended up there.

he doesn't mean to talk so much, honestly, he can't help himself. he just… gets excited. he thinks out loud. he loves sharing things. his brain moves fast, and his mouth just tries to keep up.

"s-so sorry baby, your pussy just tastes so—mmf."

so sometimes you have to shut him up. the only way you know how.

his long eyelashes flutter against flushed cheeks, those bambi eyes of his wide and glassy as he looks up at you from between your thighs.

his fingers gripping the fat of your thighs as he drags your pussy back down onto his mouth. tongue greedy, he mouths at you like you're divine. slow, wet, sloppy kisses, tongue flicking then flattening, dipping in and out like he’s tasting something sacred. he hums against you, needy and messy and so, so fucking eager.

but as he pauses to catch his breath, you realise, he's still running his mouth.

with eyes locked onto the sticky mess he's made, his mouth is still moving, lips slick and parted as he mumbles god knows what into your pussy. eyes fixed on the mess he's made, like he's hypnotized. and the worst part? you can feel it. the vibrations, the breathy whispers, the praise he's spilling straight into your cunt. you strain to make out the words, and between the rush of blood in your ears you catch bits and pieces. "t-thank youuu, so fu-ucking good for me, you’re perfect, so warm, so wet, love you, love you, love yo—"

you roll your eyes and cut his praises short with a forceful tug of his hair. not too hard. just enough. it makes him whine into you, the sound all breath and heat, and you feel his hips twitch against the mattress. he loves it when you take control. he melts for it.

"denki, sweetie, what have i told you?" you sigh contently when his tongue starts doing circles on your clit, "no talking while you're eating."

he doesn’t answer with words—he knows better. just moans, all obedient and desperate, nodding his head so fast his blonde locs shake. sweat glistens on his forehead, some strands of hair sticking to it. you brush them away gently, and his amber eyes snap up to meet yours.

they're wide. glassy. brimming with devotion.

he's docile, pliable. he listens, does what he's told.

and for now, he's quiet.

but you'll keep him here until he's learnt his lesson.

[luverine]

Virginity…

NSFW // MDNI

He doesn’t want to admit to you that he is inexperienced.

He swore he would never tell a soul that he’s never had sex with anybody.

But here he is sweating bullets. He's so nervous because you are rubbing your hand on his thigh with half lidded eyes.

He holds his breath trying to not cream his pants. He was doing good too until you straddle him going in for a kiss. You taste like vanilla.

Fuck he can’t do this…You begin to grind on him putting pressure right on his sensitive dick.

“Shit! I haven’t done this bef-“ He freezes letting out a deep guttural moan. As he releases his load inside of his jeans.

You coo and admire him as he’s twitching and panting. As he’s recovering from an orgasm you unintentionally gave him. You meet each other's eyes.

“Wanna know what pussy feels like?”

✦ SHIGARAKI, Dabi, BAKUGOU, Denki, Amajiki, SHINSO, Megumi, Cloud, JEAN, Armin, AKI ✦

✦ Likes, reblogs, comments appreciated

✦ credit for divider cafekitsune

[kurooh]

HORNY BRAINROT ☆ MY HERO ACADEMIA

⊹₊˚. featuring various characters and a mix of thirsty thoughts!

warnings. 18+ content — mdni, f! & gn! reader, oral sex, threesome, reader’s gender isn’t described much

xoxo, juno. this is nsfw, not tiktok brainrot !

whenever you’re making out with katsuki, he makes sure to guide your hand towards his hard cock. his hand grips yours as he drags your fingers along the outline, pulling back from your lips to huff out something like “fuck— look how hard you’re makin’ me.. all for you, babe.”

eijirou takes a while to cum when you’ve got him in your mouth; whenever he notices the tears cascading down your cheeks and the way you’re starting to slow down, he’s always gently encouraging you to keep going. the longer the blowjob, the louder the moans — to keep you motivated, he gets a little whiny: “oh, s-shit, just like that, baby..”

walking in on tamaki stroking his cock to you is nothing less than beautiful. at first, he’s embarrassed and rushes to zip up his pants until you grab his wrist and stop him, encouraging him to put on a show for you. and god, he absolutely does. he gives your favorite parts of his body all the attention, arches his back for you, cries out your name like a mantra. just before he cums, he asks for some form of permission.

izuku’s strong, using one hand to keep you steady as you ride his face while the other works his cock. facesitting is his favorite thing to do with you because he gets to wrap your soaked, sticky panties around himself and use them to jerk off all while drinking you in.

cockwarming in the morning with keigo after he’s been gone a week on a mission; it very quickly turns into needy, desperate fucking while hands roam bodies and pull one another close. (he started it by kissing and sucking at your neck.)

bouncing on denki’s cock until he goes entirely dumb, and telling him he better not cum yet until you tell him to. of course, he’s too far gone to even look at you directly or hold onto you; tears gather in his eyes as he whimpers, begging you to let him cum inside.

mirror sex with hitoshi, who yanks you back by the hair whenever you look away out of embarrassment. “who’s that pretty girl?” he asks as he fucks you so hard you can barely even stutter out an answer.

it’s easy for dabi to get a little mean; after countless orgasms and endless rounds of fucking in every position he can come up with, you’re drooling and moaning freely. “what was that, doll? c’mon, use your words.” (he’s making it impossible to do so.)

admitting that you need some help learning how to ‘do sex’ to your best friend shōto is embarrassing, but he’s so eager to show you that you forget all about it. as you lay beneath him, clinging to his shoulders while your nails dig crescents into his skin, all you can both think about is the fact that neither of you took action sooner.

“you think you could handle us at the same time?” dabi scoffs, while you’re sandwiched between him and prohero hawks, who’s kissing you as he spreads your legs so you’re ready to take both of their cocks. “don’t worry,” he whispers, gold eyes glinting with the same hunger in dabi’s. “we’ll take care of you, baby.”

[seaborgium-dazies]

Mr. sandman, bring me a dream~ ♡mdni

In which the mha boys have their very first wet dream about you. Uh-oh! part.2

pre-relationship fem!reader

🌊: deku, bakugo, shoto, denki, kirishima

deku:

Deku dreamt of your first time together. Surrounded by candlelight and rose petals he slowly began sinking into you. A cascade of gentle moans fell from his lips as he got used to this new feeling. He held your hand tightly as he basked in the sound of your breath hitching. But before he could see your reaction or push in any deeper he woke up :( When he realized what had transpired he threw his head into his pillow in frustration.

bakugo:

Bakugo dreamt that you were giving him head. He was panting as your tongue glided over the veins running along his shaft. He looked at your face through lidded eyes and the eye contact made him approach the edge of his release. His rapid approach came to an equally as rapid halt as his alarm blared. It's safe to say that he couldn't focus for the rest of the day.

shoto:

Shoto dreamt that you were exploring his body. Your soft hands were caressing his form in a teasing manner. Your gentle touch only fueled his lust and he felt his boner strain against the fabric of his boxers. He reached out to touch you too but in the moment his hand made contact with your skin the familiar tune of his alarm woke him up. That day he could hardly peel his eyes from you. While trying to cope with the fact that this experience had not been real he realised that he had a lot of intense feelings for you of which most were not of platonic nature. Go, shoto, go!

denki:

Denki dreamt that you were dominating him. You were straddling him, knees firmly planted on either side of his lower body. His cock was still hidden behind multiple layers of fabric which didn't seem to stop you. Your hand was running up and down his length as you were cooing at him. He woke himself up by being so pent up/frustrated that it tore him from this sleep. He's DESPERATE to get the live action remake of this dream so whenever he sees you he makes sure to treat you like royalty.

Kirishima:

Kirishima dreamt that you were slowfucking. You were on top of him as you were sensually rocking back and forth while your eyes were shut. Moans fell from your lips as his hand reached up to cup your cheek. In return you kissed it and in that fateful moment something fell over in front of the door to his room and the loud noise woke him up. When he processed what just happened he tried to fall back asleep for 40 minutes but he wasn't able to find you in that dream realm again. This filled him with genuine sadness because to him this wet dream let him catch a glimpse into a shared future that he had never given himself permission to fantasize about.

all characters aged up

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