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BOY NEXT DOOR SHIG

i actually really like this one. like might be my fav thing I've ever posted lol. slow burn i fear. ends w smut. as always

follows the American academic calendar sorry its all i know and it'll make sense why at the end

5k ish words (sorry idk how this one got so long)

warnings: uhh slow burn, smut, multiple positions, make out, dirty talk, choking, dom shig, slight voyeurism, slight exhibitionism

you went to college a little over an hour away from where your parents lived.

which meant you only really went home and stayed with them on school breaks. Summer, Thanksgiving, Christmas break.

You didnt think or wish to be back at your parent's house, your whole life was at college. Your friends, your stuff, your job.

That was until your parents got a new neighbor over the summer.

He was tall and kind of lanky. He had long fluffy blueish-white hair that was a little past his shoulders and always slightly in his face.

You saw him and what looked like his dad moving in.

Their new house was the one right next to your bedroom window.

Your parents went next door to introduce themselves. They came back and told you that the boy was only a year older than you and he was also in college.

You asked more questions, what school? What is his name? Does he live at home? is he on social media?

but they said they didnt know. They told you to go over and introduce yourself but you had a better idea.

You knew better then to open your bedroom window. For all you knew the new boys dad could be in the room directly next to yours.

But you did it anyway. You took down the curtains, opened the blinds and opened your window.

It was summer after all.

You never got the opportunity to talk to the boy over the summer.

You saw him in passing.

He was akward. When you saw him in the neighborhood he would give you one of those closed-mouth smiles and lift his hand in a wave. he was so hot in one of those loser-man type of ways.

You also saw him doing yard work. He never took his shirt off but he had more muscle on on than you initially thought.

Luckily, the neighbor boy also took the bedroom across from yours and he seemed to notice your open window.

Sometimes in the evenings he would open his too.

there was a little bit of distance between the houses but you could still occasionally hear the music he was listening to, you could hear him talking while he was gaming, and sometimes you would wait until he was in his bedroom with his window open to change clothes.

you hoped he would notice. maybe even take interest.

but as the summer ended and you packed up for school you knew you had to accept that it was too soon. you knew it needed time.

as the semester progressed you tried to forget the neighbor boy. you went out with you friends, you went to class, and you lived your life but he was always there in the back of your mind.

no matter where you were or what you were doing you couldn’t help but think of him. what he was doing, where he was, his long slender hands, the veins on his forearms. when you would listen to him talk to his friends. if he had a girlfriend.

obsession is a big word but you were swiftly approaching it with how often you thought about him.

when you went home for thanksgiving in mid-november you were actually ecstatic, unlike your usual sadness to have to leave your life behind. not this time, you were going to get to see him.

even if if was in passing or if it was just listing to him play video games through his window.

something was anything.

and anything was something.

just like he did over the summer he opened his window in the evening.

you tried not to stare into his house but it was much more decorated and lived in than it had been over the summer.

he had posters on his walls, better lighting, furniture arranged to be more fung shiu, and dirty clothes on the ground.

what you would do to get a hold of his dirty laundry.

he still played video games at night and listened to music.

you still changed infront off the window.

you two saw each other in passing and he did the same thing he did over the summer.

a closed mouth smile and his hand would lift up as a wave.

but now your parents and his dad were friends so they had more to tell you about him.

you had to play it cool they couldn't know that you were obsessed, no you were asking out of morbid curiosity.

your parents told you his name was tomura shigaraki. his dad adopted him, it was just the two of them, he was a year older than you and he was in computer science.

and no it did not seem like he had a girlfriend.

you had to hide your excitement.

how much did he know about you? was he even interested?

as your excitement began to dwindle and you got ready to leave home and go back to school for the last few weeks of the semester you herd someone call out your name.

you looked up and sure enough getting out of his car was the neighbor boy, tomura.

“hey! you’re (y/n) right?”

you tried to control yourself. you knew your face had to be beet red.

“oh yeah hey”

“well i just wanted to say hello" a pause. he looked around a little awkwardly, then finished his train of thought "im tomura.”

you gave a small smile “it was nice to meet you tomura, i guess ill see you around”

he did his little wave and went inside.

you could feel the butterflies in your stomach.

you couldn’t get his devious little grin out of your head.

he had to be interested. you two were the same age and the same demographic. he was a loser and you were beautiful.

if you weren’t obsessed before, now there was no denying it.

the last three weeks of the semester went by agonizingly slow. even your friends noticed your distracted demeanor.

you chose not to tell them. you didn’t want to ruin the magic. and you didn’t want to sound delusional about the neighbor you’ve been stalking and only spoken to once.

when the semester finally ended you were practically already packed and ready to head home.

you spent the entire drive trying to calm yourself down. knowing you had to play it cool around the neighbor boy. around tomura.

you got home and pulled into the driveway, you noted that his car was in his driveway.

you walked in the front door and were met with not only your parents, but also tomura and his dad.

your eyes instantly met.

you dropped the bag you were carrying.

“oh hey” you said not breaking eye contact.

“uhh what’s up” he said sounding nervous but there was no denying that he was happy to see you.

your parents introduced the two of you. he awkwardly shook your hand. you could feel how clammy they were.

your mom announced that tomura and his father would be coming to their yearly holiday party that they throw every year.

you had to rein in your excitement.

“oh, I'm excited to see you guys there”

they left and you immediately went upstairs to scream into your pillow, with your window closed of course.

the holiday party's theme was to wear holiday-esc clothes, you knew who would be there so of course you wore a little black dress and a santa hat.

you saw tomura walk in but you didn't approach him, not yet.

he was wearing a collared shirt under an oversized dark green sweater with Christmas symbols on it that looked thrifted.

you helped yourself to the access of alcohol that both your parents and their guests provided.

you had left your window closed the last few days in anticipation of seeing him tonight.

you noticed he was drinking a beer. your eyes met from across the room. he was standing next to his dad, talking to a group of neighbors.

you were talking to a different neighbor, an old lady who was telling you to dress more modestly.

you risked a glance. he was checking you out. how little you left to the imagination in your little dress.

he caught your eyes and blushed, looking away instantly. he was back into the conversation as soon as he looked away and you looked back.

you excused your self for more alcohol.

you talked to your mom

felt the warm effects of the alcohol.

made eyecontact with tomura.

talked to some more of the party guests

more prolonged eye contact.

You were laying it on thick with your "fuck me eyes"

after what felt like an eternity of dancing around each other finally, your parents were talking to him and his dad.

you joined the circle, only a little motivated by the alcohol you had been drinking all night.

the alcohol that mad the blood rush between your legs a little more than usual.

your parents were asking him about college. he answered their question but was staring at you.

"- yeah I dont really have plans after graduation I'll probably just go wherever the wind takes me kind of thing"

he didnt take his eyes off you. even after he finished talking. he was a good head taller than you. his hair had gotten longer but it still looked good on him. you noticed the contrast of his light hair against his dark eyebrows. he was well-groomed. clean shaven. you wondered what he would look like first thing in the morning with stubble and no shirt on-

"Y/n?"

"Sorry?"

"they were asking about your plans after college"

"Oh um- Im also not sure yet, Ive been looking into grad school but I'm still on the fence,"

your eyes flicked to tomura, an invitation.

"Now, if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go get some water."

he took the bait, "I think im gonna get some water too"

he followed you to the makeshift bar on the kitchen island.

you poured yourself another drink.

he cracked open another beer

“so what are you drinking?”

he shrugged and took a sip

“doesn’t taste very good”

you simply nodded. you could feel the heat on your cheeks. all these months of thinking about him and now you have absolutely nothing to say.

“so you study-“

“can we quit it with the small talk?”

he stepped closer to you and wrapped his free a hand around your waist, he leaned down so that his mouth was right next to your ear.

he said it just quietly enough that only you could hear, “i don’t want to act like i haven’t been jerking off to you changing in front of your open window and you can’t act like you’re not the little slut who opens her window and gets naked for me.”

you flushed. your blood should be cold from the embarrassment but it wasn't.

it was the opposite.

you felt like you were on fire.

it felt like your excitement was pooling in your underwear.

you realized he was still holding on to you, he hadn't moved.

it was like you and tomura were the last two people on earth. your surroundings a blur,

"wanna get out of here"

"yes. yes please" you whispered.

"thats what i like to hear"

he took your hand and walked you to the back hallway of the party since so many people were blocking the front door and the stairs.

he stopped you in front of one of the doors.

you wanted him so bad that a drunk makeout next to the guest bedroom was enough.

your back was against the wall and one of his hands was leaning against the wall next to your head.

"do you ever think about me when you're away?" he whispers.

you run a hand down his chest. stomach. brush your fingers against something else.

something hard.

"all the fucking time" you whisper back.

he doesn't say anything.

he pins your back to the wall with his body. his hand runs through your hair.

his hand does it again.

youre looking down.

his hand grabs your jaw and forces you to look up him.

he inspects your face, eyes lingering on your lips,

and then he kisses you.

not a little gentle kiss.

your mouth is met by his wet open mouth.

your hands locked around his neck, one of his hands found your waist and the other was in your scalp.

you could feel his hard on.

you rubbed your sex on him and he sucked in a breath while kissing you.

his tongue was exploring your mouth, he wanted in while simultaneously sucking on your bottom lip and biting your tongue.

tomura was warm, he smelled like ocean and spice and laundry detergent. he was all you wanted and more.

he pulled away from the kiss and took a step away from you. he wiped your mouth with his sleeve and then wiped his.

an old man you recognized as one of your moms coworkers wandered back into the hallway.

you quickly understood why tomura just pulled away.

“this isn’t the bathroom” he said looking between the two of you.

you and tomura look at each other and fake a laugh.

his face was flushed, his hair a mess, and your there was a tint the color of your lipstick around his mouth.

"oh yeah we were just talking about college. the bathroom is that way." you pointed to where the party was happening

the man smiled and walked away.

once he was gone you and tomura went right back to what you were doing.

this one wasn’t like the first one though.

it was rougher. it was something more

tomura grabbed your jaw with one hand and squeezed your ass with the other, saying between passionate kisses,

“you have no idea how badly i’ve wanted this”

he pulled on your hair, forcing your head to angle up towards his face.

you can’t ignore his big strong hands, the length of his fingers, the veins on his arms just peeking out from under his rolled up sweater sleeves.

your santa hat must have fallen off a while ago.

his other hand on your ass kneaded it like it was bread dough.

he grabbed at your ass by the handful, pulling on the skin and fat and muscle before letting it go, occasionally feeling your waist, the swell of your hips, and then going right back in for your ass and repeating the process.

his tongue explored the inside of your mouth like it belonged to him. he sucked on your bottom lip, shoved his tongue in, sucked on your mouth with his entire mouth all in no particular order.

you pressed your hips into him and liked what you found.

with one arm wrapped around his neck, you other massaging his scalp and occasionally pulling his hair, a signal to him to come closer to you.

you moved back and into him again. grinding against him. he was hot and hard.

you removed your hand from his scalp and palmed his member.

he pulled off your mouth but not your body and let out a shaky breath.

“if we start with that i won’t be able to stop” he whispered into your hair.

“who said that’s a bad thing” you whipered back.

you could feel his smile against you even though you couldn’t see his face, “i never said it was bad but maybe we should find somewhere more private”

“can we sneak out to your place?”

this was when he pulled his body off of yours and you could see his smirk, “i think that’s a great idea.”

the two of you tried to tidy each other up as best as you could but there was no denying the fact the the two of you just did something. both of your cheeks were flushed, hair was ruffled, and clothes disheveled.

there was also no denying his excitement. you pulled his sweater down to help him attempt the hide the tent in his pants.

he mumbled out a "thanks" and looked away blushing.

he walked out into the party first, raising his eyebrows at you as he said to meet him outside in ten minutes.

you counted to 100 before entering the party so as not to look suspicious.

you didn’t want your parents old and nosy friends know yours and tomura’s business.

you found your parents and stood in on their conversation. casually looking around every chance you got to find him. you spotted him in the kitchen standing next to his dad talking to a woman.

he was standing with his hands in his pockets, slouching, his cheeks still pink, his lips a little swollen, and his his looked like someone had just ran their hands through it.

you noticed you were staring. then you noticed he was staring at you too. he gave you a small smile and he pointed his head toward the front door.

you gave him a small nod in agreement.

you whispered to your mom that you were going to go sit outside and to not worry about you.

she had a few drinks in her system and was more concerned about her holiday party than whatever nonsense her daughter was up to, so it was easy to slip away.

you instantly started walking towards the front door when you felt a hand grab yours. you didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

the next five minutes were a blur.

your hand in his.

running over to his house.

his frantic effort to unlock the front door.

instantly making out against the front door once inside.

running up the stairs with him right behind you.

hands intertwined.

barely making it to his room before, once again, aggressively making out against his closed bedroom door.

tomura peeled your desss off in one fluid motion and picked you up throwing, you on his bed.

he whipped his sweater off, and climbed on top of you.

you began to undo the buttons on his white button down but he stopped you,

"ah ah, not yet. its my turn"

he pulled one of your breasts out of your bra, nipple already hard, and put his mouth around your nipple.

his right hand finds yours, interlocking fingers and pressing you to the bed.

his left hand finds your other breast and kneads on it. pulling on your nipple, grabbing the flesh with his palm and fingers.

all while milking your other.

his mouth sucking and teeth bruising there was nothing you could do to conceal the unholy wimpers he coaxed out of you.

his eyes find yours.

“look at me” he says then resumes what he was doing.

your mind couldn't form coherent thoughts.

the only thing you could focus on was the pleasure you were experiencing at his hands.

and mouth.

your hips find his.

you could feel his rock-hard member in his pants.

your free hand finds his member between the two of you and you rub your hand up and down him over his pants.

he inhales shakily.

"mmm not yet" he whispered into your breast.

he maneuvers to switch sides, his mouth now on the opposite breast and his hand cupping the breast his mouth was just on.

your back arches and you moan as his mouth makes contact.

you couldn't stop yourself from grinding your hips against his again.

he bit your nipple in response, getting a yelp out of you.

you knew for sure by now that you were soaked through your panties.

since Tomura had taken your dress off your arousal was evident but his attention was still on your breasts.

he was holding one of your hands and the other was in his hair, nails scratching circles on his scalp and occasionally pulling on his hair.

your hips still moving against his you gave a tug on his hair for his attention.

he kept his mouth where it was but stopped what he was doing, lazily looking up.

you pet his hair and whispered "can we please?" pushing your hips into his for emphasis.

he raised his eyebrows slowly.

he removed his mouth from your nipple dramatically with a loud sucking noise.

he sat up and switched the position he was in to now hold down both of your wrists with one of his hands and to hold your hips down with the other,

"I said not yet,"

and he turned his attention to the nipple he had previously been working on.

you thought you couldn't have been more aroused but with his new found control over you? you could have come just from the sight of him.

your hips struggled against his arm, seeking any form of release as you whimpered in pleasure from the love he gave to your nipple.

you came out of your trance and realized he was still fully clothed and you were still wearing your bra and underwear.

he removed himself from you slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and pushing his mane of hair out of his face.

you were breathing heavily and slightly disoriented from what he had just done.

"lets get rid of these, shall we?"

he started to pull off your underwear. and you went ahead and removed your bra.

"it cant be fair that im the only one who's naked?"

you motioned to him still being almost fully dressed save for the sweater he had been wearing over his now half unbuttoned button-down shirt.

shigaraki sighed and began unbuttoning his shirt

"I thought you preferred to be naked?" he looked up at you and smirked "or are you just a show off?"

you didnt really have a good response to his call out so all you could do was stare at him.

you watched him undress making sure to emphasize one of your signature looks, the fuck me eyes.

he definitely noticed your gaze.

he smirked back at you as he stood up and shucked off his pants.

Leaving him in nothing but a pair of blue plaid boxers.

your favorite.

he crawled back onto the bed and sat on his knees in between your legs, where you lay on your back. head propped up with pillows and still panting from what his magic mouth and fingers just did with your nipples.

he locked eyes with you, hooked his hands underneath your knees, and pulled your bottom half up to him.

he pushed your legs up, essentially folding you in half as he brought his mouth down to yours.

He kissed you sweetly and deeply. with care but also disrespect like he would stop if you asked you him to but you were pulling him closer, scratching his back, and grinding against his member.

so he squeezed your thigh, groped your boob a little tighter, and explored the cavern of your mouth a bit deeper with his tongue.

his hand previously on your tit found your throat. he choked you as his mouth pulled from yours.

the pressure of his hand caused your mouth to open, searching for air and only getting a little bit of it.

he squeezed tighter as he licked down the column of your neck and back up.

kissing your mouth lightly one last time as he released your throat and started kissing down your body.

kissing down to your soaking wet sex.

his hand stroked your face at first. he kissed your jaw, your neck, your chest, booth boobs, your navel, then he found the space between your legs. he lifted your legs over his shoulders and started kissing you there too.

he kissed your clit similarly to how he kissed your mouth at first. softly. respectfully. passionately. like he was waiting for permission.

you gave it to him by grabbing a handful of hair and rubbing yourself against his face. you could feel his nose and his smirk on your sweet spot.

he took your invitation, and you could hear him inhale through his nose he grabbed two handfuls of your ass and went to work.

with his mouth on your clit you could feel him sucking on it, lapping his tongue against it, and eventually sticking two fingers into your sopping entrance.

you couldn't hold your moans in. especially once his veiny, long-fingered hand was pumping in and out.

your first orgasm didnt even build it just ripped through you, without anything you could have done to stop it.

shigaraki, satisfied enough with his handy work sat up and whipped your wet from his mouth with the back of his hand.

you could have orgasmed again from the sight of his flushed cheeks and messy hair in the ambient lighting of his bedroom.

"your so fucking hot" you couldn't stop yourself from saying.

his hazy eyes found yours "You should see yourself right now" he gave you that smirk after he said it.

there was no hiding his arousal. he pulled his boxers down and his member sprang free.

he was hung.

8 inches long and thick.

all you could do was stare your mouth slightly open and your blood pumping between your legs.

"you like what you see i take it," he says that fucking smirk on his face.

all you could do was nod your head.

he spits on the tip and starts pumping himself as he moves forward toward you.

he hooks his arm under your right leg and maneuvers himself between your legs.

"you ready?"

you hum in response

"mmm i need a yes"

"yes, I am ready"

"good girl, thats what i like to hear,"

he inserts himself slowly, you feel the familiar sting of being stretched out

tomura pauses, looking at you as if asking permission to continue.

your hand is covering your mouth but you nod for him to continue.

he does.

you look down to see that he is not even halfway in.

"oh my god" you whisper "its so fucking big"

he just smiles, not losing his focus on what he is doing.

once hes almost all the way in he pauses again, looking at you for permission to continue.

"can you start moving slowly?"

he doesn't acknowledge your words other than thrusting in and out as slowly as he can,

with each thrust in you couldnt with hold your whimpers.

tomura was slowly increasing speed and how deep he was going,

"is this okay" he asked his breath slightly shaking

"oh my god yea" you struggle to get out

he pushes the leg hooked. under his arm up higher and finally bottoms out in you,

you both moan.

"fuck, youre so tight,"

"you youre so big"

his hand hound your face and stroked your cheek before he took your jaw in his hand,

"youre so fucking beautiful"

you could feel your heart flutter in your chest as he pounded in and out of you and an unholy speed.

"lets switch positions"

you hum in response, so fucked out that you couldn't form coherent words.

he grabs a pillow and flips you over, shoving the pillow underneath your hips.

he taps the small of your back, you spread your knees and arch your back for him, grabbing one of the other pillows to hold in your arms.

tomura grabs hold of your hips and inserts himself, going in smoother this time.

just because the entry was easier did not mean the new angle was any mind boggling.

and tomura was not holding himself back in the slightest, he moaned once he was all the way in and wasted no time in absolutely fucking the shit out of you.

you didnt know it was possible for a human being to experience pleasure like this. your second orgasm of the night rips through you with an inhuman moan.

tomura gathers up your hair and pulls you toward him,

"came again so soon? thats my girl"

he wraps one hand around your throat the other finds your shoulder to use as leverage as he continues to fuck you from behind.

his thrusts begin to stutter losing speed and consistency,

"im close i wanna see your face"

"okay" you say through breaths

he once again flips you over, pumping himself as you readjust the pillows under your head and hips,

tomura heaves your legs up and enters you one last time.

your hands find the back of his head and you pull his face up to yours as he resumes his no longer consistent pace.

his hand finds your throat and your other hand finds his bicep, squeezing at the cords of muscle,

you look up at him slowly, from the sight of his cock entering in and out of you, his muscular upper body, to his big red eyes staring down at you. watching you watch him.

one last orgasm rips through you, starting in your stomach and then spreading to your core and to the rest of your body.

tomura finishes at the same time as you, pulling out and coming all over your stomach and boobs.

the two of you just sit there for a moment. both of you breathing heavy. both of you fucked out of your minds.

tomura is the first to break the silence.

he swallows and rubs his jaw,

"do you think we should go back to the party because I kind of want to do that again?"

m.list

#shigaraki smut #lov smut #mha fanfiction #mha smut #shigaraki x you #yandere shigaraki #mha headcanons #shigaraki tomura #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #mha shigaraki

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bbybaku · 1 year ago

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would anyone fw a draft purge? like all smut no story or all story no smut cuz i have a bunch of those that idk if i will ever finish 😅

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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hii i love ur college bf hcs wondering if i could get some tamaki sfw & nsfw ones? thank u 🧐🧐

yes.

sorry for going mia got a bf then broke up w him.

here is tamaki college bf headcannons

sfw

classics major

history minor

homeboy really likes mythology

you could ask him any random history question and he could give you an answer

we all know he is anxious

but he also def has adhd

like messy bedroom

has to have everything where he can see it

and pulls adderall induced all nighters constantly to write very long papers about historical events you know nothing about

the two of you met up at the library often

he worked best when you were around

scatter brained in that particular adhd brain

since its mid college he prob has a handle on his anxiety by now but will occasionally call you having a panic attack at the grocery store

he will eat anything

but gets decision paralysis

relationship is pretty equal

very egalitarian

if anything you wear the pants

he's an RA,, so has been living on campus for a while because he likes the structure

he dresses pretty nice for a college aged guy

prob like dark academia sweaters over collared shirts

chelsea boots

yall watched a lot of tv together

like a lot

shoulders touching on the couch

the two of you were planning a trip to Italy together

half for romantic reasons and half because there were some historic sights he wanted to see

nsfw

do i even have to say it

he loves pegging

you peg him often

he's a bottom most of the time.

sometimes yall just fuck but wow does he love to be degraded

he has a long skinny cock

its very pretty

uncircumcised

he preferred to keep his pubes shaved

remember the adderall from earlier? yeah he loved to fuck on that

you riding his face? yes please

he would pay for your manicures and pedicures so he could suck on your finger and toes

liked being stepped on

loved to be leashed

around his neck and his cock

you spit in his mouth often

and he liked being called a good boy when he swallowed it

he was your good boy

except when he wasn't

that's when sex got really good

you riding him with your hand around his throat

him eating you out with you yanking his hair around

he has a pierced nipple

you always would give it special attention

his face always got all red and tired

it was priceless

you had a folder on your phone of just pics of him all fucked out and exhausted

yall had a pretty great sex life.

this was my first time writing femdom pls let me know if you like it and want more :3

masterlist

#mha smut #mha headcanons #tamaki amajiki #tamaki smut #tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki headcanons #tamaki x y/n #tamaki gets pegged #femdom #idk

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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yall got any good nsfw shiggy artists or recs 🤔

#shigaraki smut #mha smut

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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Forgive me followers I forgot I had this gem in my drafts.

This is a GOOD one

husband shig and some bonkers role play

warnings (bear with me): lowkey dark content but it will make sense when you read it, husband shig, implied kids, roleplay, alcohol. drugged drink, sir kink, oral (male recieving), begging, dirty talk, vaginal sex, cream pie, breeding kink, baiting, f reader

2.3k words

also sorry this one is a little long but prob one of my new favorites

enjoy ;)

your husband, tomura, had taken a 4 day weekend off from his desk job and your 2 kids were at their grandparents for the entire weekend.

the two of you decided to live out a fantasy, roleplay if you will, you had been talking about for a while.

to go to a bar and pretend to be strangers.

and go home together, of course.

and have back breaking kinky sex, of course.

the first night of the long weekend consisted of you getting a hotel room and leaving before tomura got home from work.

the plan consisted of you two just so happening to be at an upscale club downtown at the same time. and tomura made a rule of no talking about anything real. you had to pretend not to know eachother.

you sat and waited in the hotel room for what felt like hours, you were so excited you couldnt see straight. you brought that dress he loved and did your makeup in a dark and mysterious way.

it was almost time to leave and your hands were shaking with excitement, right before you left you remembered to take off your wedding ring, you planned on leaving it in the room but you just couldnt bring yourself to do it. you put the band in your purse.

you loved tomura too much to live without the ring.

you showed up 15 minutes after. fashionably late.

you walked in alone and were immeaditly approached by a man wanting to dance, you talked sweetly and flirted while you turned him down, scanning the dark crowded room for him.

there.

in the back corner of the room. agitated. watching you.

you knew him well enough to know your previous interaction had shigaraki’s blood boiling.

his hair normally slicked back or put up hair was messy and in his face, he was wearing slacks and a button down, the top few unbuttoned. He was wearing vans and a jacket unzipped. he looked irritated. he was slouching with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a brown drink.

you made brief eye contact. you wanted to stir the pot a little more before approaching your husband.

you looked away first, checking your phone and making your way to the bar.

and it was pretty easy to get under his skin.

you didnt have to look to see he had just gotten up and was walking over to you.

you waited at the bar for a bartender.

a man stood next to you and offered to buy you a drink. you accepted the drink but declined the strangers advances.

you took the drink and turned around. finding shigaraki sitting at a both alone. not just looking at you but staring into you.

you sat across from him in the booth. lighting touching his hand that was resting on the table as you slid in.

“hi” you said sweetly

“hey” he said with his head slightly lifted, his eyes looking down at you through his pale hair.

“whats your name?” you couldnt stop yourself form giving him a small smile.

“shigaraki. my friends call me shiggy”

it was funny to you because you two shared his last name, being married and all.

“im y/l/n”

he smirked “and what do you do, y/l/n?”

you matched his energy “oh you know boring stuff.” you took a long sip of your drink, refusing to break eye contact. “what about you?”

he scoffed a little. that way he was so good at being annoyed. “oh you know boring stuff” a pause “can i buy you a drink?”

“sure i would love another one”

you knew he wanted to skip this part. you knew his balls were aching and that he was beyond ready to be balls deep inside of you.

you finished your first drink while he was at the bar. you could feel the warmth of the alcohol in your face and between your legs.

he came back with a small cup of alcohol and juice. he handed it to you and sat down next to you.

“thanks”

he put a hand on your thigh and whipsered “oh dont thank me yet”

within seconds of sipping on the drink he brought you you could feel yourself getting tired. the room was getting hazy and something was off.

this wasnt part of the plan. you looked up at your husband as the room stopped making sense. he winked as he caught your body.

you woke up in a massive bed. in a huge studio apartment with windows overlooking downtown.

this was not the plan at all.

it was still night time so you couldnt have slept that long.

“you didnt feel well so i brought you back to my apartment.”

tomura was really getting into it.

you were intriuged and your sex was pulsating.

he stood over you on the bed, jacket off. He looked tired, like he had just carried an unconscious woman back to a secret apartment.

He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. body language expressing his frustration.

“i also needed to remind you of something”

tomura said as he crawled over to you on the bed.

you stayed where you were sitting as he nuzzled into you.

“you belong to me” he whispered then grabbed you by the upper arm and threw you face down on the bed.

he had taken your shoes off but you were still wearing the dress from earlier. and your wedding ring was back on your finger.

“ass up” he said as he hiked you dress up and grabbed a handful of your hair.

you expect him to rip your panties off but he didn’t, he pulled them up, and slapped your ass. hard.

“count”

“tomur- “

“wrong” he said as he slapped the same place as earlier but a lot harder.

“one”

“don’t think i didn’t see you whoring yourself around in that bar”

“t-two”

“you are mine and all mine”

“three”

he used your hair as leverage.

“four”

“to think”

“five”

he grabbed the other side of your ass and played with it before slapping it.

“six”

“that my darling”

“seven”

“would forget who she belongs to?”

“eight”

he leaned over your body

“nine”

tomura licked up your neck then kissed your jaw.

“ten”

tomura let go of your hair and pulled your dress over your head and discarded it on the ground next to the bed.

“and what do you say?”

you gulped. “tomura-“

he lifted your head by your hair and leaned really close to you.

“what did you call me?” you could feel his irritation.

“thank you sir” you said quietly and looking down.

“thats what i thought” he scoffed.

he unclipped your bra in one swift motion and pushed you back down onto the bed.

once again you expected him to take your underwear off but he didn’t.

tomura snaked between your legs.

“do i have your permission, darling?” he asked

you nodded but he motioned like he couldnt hear you.

“what was that? im sorry I cant hear you.”

“yes, yes you have my permission” you were babbling.

“your permission to do what darling?”

“im -um. fuck me?”

he slapped your ass “watch your profanity” he leaned closer to your ear and whispered “youre going to have to beg a little more than that and you know it.”

your sex was pulsating and you craved your husband.

you wanted him more than you had ever wanted anything.

he lifted your thighs so his arms were under them but resting on your hips.

“please to-” you stopped yourself. he glanced you looking displeased.

“please sir please touch me ill do anything” you corrected yourself.

he grunted as he got up.

“anything?” he questioned.

you were beginning to understand why you were still wearing your underwear.

“will you sit on the floor and suck on my big cock?”

you grinned, “make me”

tomura turned around slowly.

“do you want to say that again?”

your smile grew bigger. “you heard me tomura, i said make me,”

before you could blink your wrists were bound by his belt behind your back and you were on your knees staring at his beautiful and very hard cock.

he was leaking precum and you didnt have to be told twice to lick it up but that wasnt on the menu at that moment.

you held out, being stuborn and bratty, waiting for him to make the first move.

and he did.

tomura slapped you in the face “suck on it, slut”

you closed your eyes, licked up his shaft, and took the tip in your mouth.

you bobbed your head up and went further down with each bob, he was longer than he looked.

if your hands werent bound you would spit in your palm when you came up for air and start pumping his base, but that wasnt an option.

each time you came back up you would give special attention to the tip, just as he liked it.

at first tomura sat on the bed and leaned back as you went up and down and up and down his shaft.

between whimpers tomura said “its nice to see my whore wife finally remember who she belongs to.”

he had one hand in your hair directing you and the other to lean back on the bed.

you used teeth after his comment.

he pulled your head back and sat up, using his free hand to hold your face forcing you to look at him.

“i didnt want to drug you but i had to. i had to teach you a lesson. would you rather those fucking perverted men drug you or me? huh? i know you would rather me fuck you raw on this bed right now than either of those fuck faces at the bar huh”

“uh-huh”

“thats what i thought, get on the bed.”

finally. you had been waiting all night.

he took his pants off and unbuttoned his shirt but didnt take it all the way off. you loved his body. He was muscular but only under his cloths, he normally looked slouchy and scrawny. meaning you were the only person who got to see him like this.

you lay with your legs spread open for him. your head propped up with pillows and your hands still tied behind your back.

tomura crawled onto the bed and sat on his knees between your legs.

his two fingers slid up and down you soaked folds.

“all this for me? im flattered”

he inserted his two fingers to your pleading hole.

he took the fingers out and put them in his mouth. rolling his eyes back as he slowly pulled them out of his mouth.

he smirked as he fingered you a little more slowly, then quickly, then slowly but with a third finger.

then finally he pulled out his cock. still red and angry from when you were sucking on it just a minute ago.

and he plunged it inside of you.

luckily you were plenty stretched out from his fingers because he wasted no time in bottoming out and finding his pace.

one of your legs over his shoulder and both of his hands on your his as leverage as he fucked you into the mattress without mercy.

he head back in ecstasy, hair covering his eyes. you could have come just from the sight of it.

you grabbed his fore arm, he looked down at you through his hair. he was glistening with sweat and looked at you a little confused.

you pulled him down, him releasing the leg that was formally on his shoulder.

his thrusts slowed as moved to get on top of you.

you stated sucking a hickey on his neck, he huffed and grabbed a handful of your hair.

“stop i have work” he said through grunts and whimpers.

despite his comment he found where your neck and shoulder met and dug his teeth in.

actually biting you.

you moaned into his hair. heh hummed in satisfaction while he moved to suck on your breasts.

one hand squeeing the right while he sucked on it and the other circling your nipple. occasionally pinching it.

all while he would ppound into your soaking wet entrance and then slowly pull out.

each thrust making squelching noises from your pleasure.

he released your tit with a pop from sucking on it and looked you in the eyes through his hair.

“im gonna cum in you. and were going to have a third. i need to see you pregnant again. full of my kids.”

he licked up your chest and getting closer to you. he pushed your hair out of your face and reiterated:

“you are going to be so fucking pregnant all the time. and everyone who sees you will know that i fucked your raw and i came inside of you. and that you are mine. you will have all of my kids” he moaned “youre my wife and the mother to all of my kids”

he grunted. you squeezed around him, excited at the thought.

he thrusts grew less organized and tomura furrowed his brow.

he stared whimpering “ung im close” he ran a hand through his hair “beg for it”

he didnt have to ask you twice.

you leaned up on your elbows and held his hand.

“please, theres noting i want more than your cum to fill me up. i long for being full and everyone knowing who i belong to”

one final thrust and you felt his cum fill you up.

he ran a hand through his hair. “im not moving for at least 15 minutes the cum has to stay in.

#shigaraki tomura #shigaraki smut #shigaraki x reader #yandere shigaraki #yandere shigaraki smut #lov smut #yandere lov #shigaraki x you #shigaraki x y/n #dilf shigaraki #mha shigaraki

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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imagine sith lord shiggy asking you to rule the galaxy w him dammmm i think im gonna write that

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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some more nsfw college bf shigaraki head cannons

sorry i haven’t been posting college is hard and i’ve been having tons of kinky back breaking sex

when y’all fuck in missionary he actually wears his glasses so he can see your face

he likes watching it contort in pleasure while he rails you

he likes blowies when both of y’all are sitting on the ground

he’ll pull you off his cock by your neck and kiss you

shig will have you swallow half of his cum then spit the rest into his mouth

loves makeout seshes after oral

when he gives or you give

all your previous lovers were stingy with eating you out. not shig.

he drinks your juices like it’s water from the tap and he’s been in the desert for 1000 years

he will eat you out right before you have to leave for work then watch you struggle to walk out the door because of how bad your legs shake

sending you audios of him moaning while you’re out with friends

sex on the squishmallows

cumming all over his stomach then calling you over to lick it up.

going to dinner with friends and trading underwear in the family bathroom right before

breeding kink

like reeeeaaaallly bad breading kink

youre on the pill butttttt

yall have def thought about kids

y’all think really hard about you being pregnant and everyone knowing what a whore you would have to be to be pregnant with his kids

sigh after college

orrrr

no after college 😔

he’s like the ceo of holding your face like your chin and jaw

sometimes he’ll just do it mid convo

or if y’all are watching tv together he’ll hold your head so you can’t look away from the tv

he love when his fingers are in your mouth

he loves playing with your hair

he loves when you play w his hair

and scratch his back with your long nails

he like juice and sometimes he will take a swig then spit it into your mouth

only with juice

pays for everything

blue pubes

like will leave the pubes places

every now and then y’all will be on the phone in public just with an airpods

and he’ll say inappropriate things to you while you’re in class

“i know you’re thinking about my cock sliding in and out of you right now”

“when you come home i hope your hungry because i’m going to tie your hands behind your back and fuck your face”

“hey slut. i fucking miss you you fucking slut. god you’re such a slut and you drive me crazy”

you think it’s hot when he punches the wall

he’s weirdly good at photoshop and will photoshop you naked in weird places like the beach

quickies in public bathrooms

embarrassingly loud sex

role playing just consists of him spanking you

literally every senario

pro wants to try his had at shibari but is too lazy

#shigaraki smut #yandere shigaraki #yandere mha #shigaraki x you #lov smut #shigaraki headcanons #shigaraki x reader #mha yandere #mha fanfiction #mha headcanons #mha shigaraki #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki tomura

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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Could we get college bf headcanons for Shoto?

sorry this took so long but here u go :))

aged up

sfw

probably a finance major

hes at college on his dads money so is probably just doing whatever to please him.

does not care about school

lowkey stoner

cares about you

puppy dog bf in that he will just do whatever with you and go everywhere with you

like doesnt care just wants to be together

spends his dads money on you

mini vacations

like this boy loves the train yall travel all the time

he also loves to cook

like yall cook together

he packs bowls and rolls Js for you

also supply's you with it and always pays 🍃

i dont know his zodiac but he has Capricorn energy

like hes just very particular

not the best at initiating physical touch but always accepts it

love language is quality time

dinner on sundays with his family

yall have hating your fathers in common

big fan of starwars, yall have watched the movies together like three times

always tells you not to do your homework because he never does his

nsfw

definition of a switch

dom leaning

but sees no issue with his submissive side

also bisexual

he carrys absolutley no shame in any area of his life

that includes the bedroom

you’ve probably pegged him a few times

he loves trips to the sex store

doesn’t like porn

but like nsfw tweets

really big on squeezing the shit out of your ass

not afraid to make noise durring sex

like a lot of noise

also hair pulling

in the bedroom and just to tease you when hanging out

very very careful about not getting you pregnant

often loosing sight of what’s going on around him causing him to go too hard

which means he’ll have to carry you to the bathroom afterwards

speaking of he’s the king of aftercare

like brings you a hot towel and candy

rubs your feet

you can’t tell if he likes feet or not

he’s into literally everything so there is def a possibility

when you top hit he calls you mommy

unprompted

like to be marked up

also likes to mark you up

his cum tastes so good but is ice cold

#todoroki shouto smut #mha fanfiction #mha smut #todoroki shouto #mha todoroki #todoroki smut #bnha shoto todoroki #todoroki x you #todoroki x reader #mha x reader #todoroki headcanons #mha headcanons

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bbybaku · 2 years ago

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i’m back lol

this one’s long and kind of weird but shiggy smut as always

warnings: enemies to lovers, rough sex, choking, slapping, praise, afab reader, long intro, gamer shig, idk lmao

for your second year of college you and some friends , your girl best friend, her boyfriend and and his best friend got a 4 bedroom house.

well that was the original plan, your best friend and her boyfriend got into a study abroad program last minute with a scholarship so good they couldn’t refuse.

you knew of the boyfriends best friend but had never met him longer than in passing.

by the time this all happened the papers had already been signed and the first few months of rent had been paid.

leaving you living with a stranger.

a stranger you found after the first week that you weren’t fond of.

tomura. but you called him shigaraki because you didn’t care for him enough to call him by his first name.

while the two of you were in college, he opted to take all of his classes online. meaning he never left.

he was also nocturnal.

and addicted to video games.

which he absolutely refused to turn the volume down for. keeping you up all night.

your classes were all in person and you took your education very seriously.

your roommate did not.

he very obviously didn’t care for you or your life.

which he would remind you when the two of you bumped into each other.

at first you two just exchanged snarky comments at each other.

“you’re ugly in the morning”

he would say when you got up for class after he had been up all night.

“you’re ugly all the time” you would snap back.

or another complaint of yours to him would be that he never did his dishes. which you let him use despite everything being yours.

you started off asking nicely but he would always pick a fight about it.

he felt a woman’s place was in the kitchen.

you got him back by doing all the dishes then keeping them in your room.

after about a month and a half the snarky comments turned into screaming matches.

you would stay away from home on purpose to avoid him.

you hated him so much.

but despite all the snarky comments, he wasn’t that ugly.

you always noticed his hands. long slender fingers.

and for being a compsci major and a gamer he always smelled good.

you hated all the long hot showers he took but they did have a result.

your dislike for him lessened one night when you came home from a night out.

drunk. hysterical. inconsolable.

you had seen your ex making out with your ex best friend at the bar.

none of your friends made the situation any better.

but somehow shigaraki did?

he was so nice to you. so gentle about it.

“they’ve showed you who they are. you’re probably better than them anyway. you should just go to bed then you won’t have to think about it anymore because you’ll be asleep”

he walked you to the bathroom seeing as you were so drunk you could barely walk.

he tucked you into bed and then started walking back to his room.

before he closed the door you asked him to stay. you told him you just really didn’t want to be alone right now.

“oh um are you sure?”

you insisted.

he slept on the floor.

but when you woke up he was in your bed spooning you. you instantly fell back asleep in warm bliss.

but when you woke up again he was gone.

you two didn’t talk about this interaction for about a month.

it wasn’t until you two were screaming at eachother about wanting to use the tv that he grabbed your face, looked at you for a few seconds the aggressively made out with you.

the agressive making out, tit squeezing, dick grabbing makeout quickly made it’s way into a bed.

not your bed.

a bed with clean dark blue sheets, an ocean smell, and a dark room with lots of vibey LED lights.

he ripped your clothes off of you while sucking your tits like there was milk coming out of them.

you were grinding aggressively on his hard on when his hand found your throat and applied the perfect amount of pressure.

he looked down at you through his blue hair and whispered

“you drive me fucking insane in every possible way”

he threw one of your legs over his shoulder and inserted himself slowly.

throwing his head back and groaning once all the way in.

“i’m so obsessed with you and i hate it”

he whispered through heavy breaths.

he started slow. going in and out. it barely hurt because of how wet you were between your legs

you could barely function.

maybe it was the lack of airflow or the utter show of what was happening. but you were to stunned to move.

once he had stretched you out just enough he started pounding.

if you could have you would have been moaning.

“can i hit you?”

you nodded slightly against the risk stance of his hand.

mouth open and eyes fuzzy you watched as he took his hand from you throat, drew back, and slapped you.

hard.

after he slapped you he held the bottom of your face, forcing you to look at him.

“make eye contact with me” he was out of breath, smirking and pounding into you.

you obeyed and his free hand started rubbing.

he was searching around for a bit before he found what he was looking for.

you reeled the minute he found it.

“ah ah no no, you’re supposed to be looking at me.”

“pl-ease i-“

he shook you face with the hand that was holding your jaw.

“you know better than this, y/n.”

you squirmed beneath him. over satisfied and growing overstimulated you could tell he was getting close the way his hands were twitching and his pounds inconsistent.

“ you’re so good for me you little slut”

he put his thumb in your mouth.

“can i come inside?”

you had an ied. so you nodded while taking his thumb and his cock.

“ahhh you’re sooooooo good”

he moaned durring the so.

the hand on your clit landed on your boob and he squeezed it as he came.

then he collapsed on top of you.

“i’m still not doing the fucking dishes.”

#shigaraki smut #yandere shigaraki #shigaraki x you #yandere mha #mha shigaraki #mha smut #lov smut #shigaraki x reader #mha fanfiction #mha headcanons #mha x reader #lov headcanons #yandere aizawa #bakugou smut #mha yandere

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bbybaku · 3 years ago

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in my can’t stop thinking about sucking dick era

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bbybaku · 3 years ago

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giving ur new bf shigaraki top <3333

1.5 k words

warnings: oral (male recieving), slapping, degrading, dom shig, slight breath play, starts as fluff ends w smut

shigaraki, the boy you just so happen to have two college classes with (which is rare in a big university like yours)

shigaraki who you somehow end up sitting next to in math and english

he’s very good at math, always giving you the answers.

you’re very good at english, always rewriting his papers.

he invites you to his apartment after class to study.

although you both did study, you also both made out.

shigaraki who told you to start calling him tomura.

tomura who you started texting every day, even days you don’t have class together.

tomura who made you a playlist, (he likes bladee and lil uzi and carti but the one he made you was full of love songs)

of course you made him one too.

tomura who intoroduced you to his friends,

and when you got drunk with him and his roommates and couldn’t drive yourself home you slept on tomura’s bed. tomura slept on the floor next to you. so he wouldn’t make you uncomfortable. or make you do anything you didn’t want to do.

he never asked you to be his girlfriend. he just started introducing you to people with that title.

the second time you got drunk at his apartment the two of you slept in his bed together. no sex just drunk spooning.

he was so hot in the morning. hair messier than usual and voice deeper. agitated but gentle. a fitted shirt and plaid pajama pants.

he kissed you on the head before he got up. he sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his face. you could see his erection through his pants when he got up to brush his teeth.

“hey tomura” you whispered sitting up in his bed.

“yeah” he said not looking at you and with a mouth full of toothpaste.

“can i help you with that?”

he paused in place turning around slowly with a massive shit eating grin.

“yes, you may”

he finished in the bathroom fairly fast.

he sat on the bed and told you to sit on your knees in front of the bed.

“is it okay if i’m kind of rough?” he asked sweetly, with a hand in your hair.

you nodded slowly, giving him doe eyes and leaning your head into his hand.

“tap on my thigh three times if you want me to stop, okay?” tomura said quietly.

you nodded.

he took your chin in his hand, forcing you to look up at him. “say you understand” he said.

“okay, i’ll tap three times if it’s too much.” your heart started to beat a little harder. in your chest and between your legs.

shigaraki’s face fell from sweet to flat. he took your face in both of his hands, pushing your hair behind your ears.

then he slapped you in the face as hard as he could.

it stung where his hand had been. your hair was in front of your eyes and you didn’t move your head from where he had displaced it. you were breathing shakily.

so this is what he meant?

you were so excited you felt like you were on fire.

“you liked that didn’t you?” tomura said in a condescending tone.

he leaned down to where your ear was. “but you’re too affraid to say it.” he whispered so only you and him could have heard it.

once again he took both hands and positioned your head in the same place, your hair behind your ears, and said “just to keep things equal”

he slapped your other cheek, as hard as he could.

you let out a scoff this time.

“all warmed up now are we?” everything he said felt like an insult. he talked down to you with a grin on his face.

he watched as you rubbed your thighs together, tomura knew exactly what he was doing.

“you’re pathetic” it sounded like he had a laugh behind his words.

he lifted his shirt up, exposing his stomach. he was the best kind of long scrawny.

you starred at his happy trail. swallowing loudly as he got to the waistband of his dark blue plaid pajama pants. he pulled them down just a little.

and his throbbing red member sprung up.

it was pretty.

tomura shigaraki had a beautiful cock.

and the size was perfect.

you were a lock and he was the key.

not too big or too small. a little long, a few veins, and clean-shaven.

it’s like he already knew how you liked it.

“you’re so fucking pathetic.” he scoffed.

in one hand he held his member and he took your face in the other.

“hey. look at my eyes.”

he released his member and waved his hand in front of your face.

“now spit”

the hand on your face got tighter as you hesitated to spit in his hand.

you looked up at him and spit a little in his hand.

"i know you can do better than that." tomura said impatiently.

you spit again, more this time.

"good girl" he said as he used your spit to pump himself a few times.

you gulped as you got closer, you held him by the shaft.

you looked tomura in the eyes as you kissed the weeping tip of his painfully hard member.

you pumped the base with your hand and bobbed your head up and down his member. he moaned.

taking him deep in your throat but not deep enough to gag around him

you made sure to be making tiny noises, making sure that tomura not only felt you and saw you on his cock but could also hear you.

you had a rhythm going and were building up to deep throating him but he beat you to the punch when he grabbed a fistful of your hair.

he kept your mouth around the tip but paused your movements.

"remember what we talked about? put your hands" then he maneuvered your hands onto his clothed thighs. he was out of breath when he spoke to you.

"you ready? yeah? you like this whore?" he looked down at you with a smirk.

you nodded and smiled with your eyes. somehow they were only watering a little. you knew shigaraki was about to change that.

with one hand intertwined with your hair he took the other hand and rubbed your cheek.

"remember three taps and ill stop." he continued rubbing your cheek.

you nodded, his tip still in your mouth.

“okay” tomura had the biggest smirk on his face as he took two fistfuls of hair on the back of your head.

and started fucking your face.

his pace was inconsistent but hard. he was going deeper then you had been just a minute ago.

you were mewling through his member and you could feel tears streaming down your face.

breathing was hard but you knew to focus on breathing through your nose.

tomuras pace has slowed, he would pull all the way out, slam in, then hold year head in place while he was balls deep in your mouth.

you tried pushing off his thighs, a reflex.

but he wasn’t giving. he would hold you on his cock as you gagged and cried around him.

when he pulled all the way out he would let you take a few gulps of air then shove his way back in.

you felt like your eyes were going to pop out of your head. you could feel the drool pooling in your lap after dripping down your chin.

“look. … look at me” tomura said through heavy breaths. still pulling you on and off at an agonizing pace.

you stopped spacing out and found his eyes.

his face looked deviant.

one of his hands gripped your hair tighter and the other one came back to your face.

he started going in and out at a normal pace again. and not as deep as before.

he whipped your tears away. then said. “ don’t look away”

as he pinched your nose, taking. away your ability to breathe.

he bobbed your head on his cock a few times, you felt the blood rush to your head. right as you started to panic he released your nose.

you gave him a ‘don’t do that again’ look.

he rolled his eyes and went back to two fistfuls of. hair.

he fucked your face but you could feel him getting sloppy. his dick twitched in your throat and you could feel him cum.

he shot his hot ropes of cum into your mouth, he then pulled out and leaned down.

he held the back of your neck and covered your mouth. “i just gave you a gift, so now accept it and swallow all of what i gave you. mmkay?”

it tasted bad. you thought about how you could get him to drink more water while you squeezed your eyes closed and gave it a big gulp. thank god you got it all down. it was bitter.

once he released you, he put his softening dick back in his pants and helped you stand up.

“good job baby, i think it’s your turn now?”

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