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The Rare Gem

Summary: Animal mutation quirks are fairly rare so I was captured by the underground black market because of my quirk. I will be put up for sale to the highest bidder. I just hope that whoever wins me is a kind soul and will not mistreat me.

Kirei: I wrote this I while ago on AO3. It was my return to writing and my return to writing smut. This is a repost because Tumblr is a bitch.

Art credit: cosmicrosa on twt

Warnings: Temperature play, collaring, pet play. Master/pet, reader has a kitsune type quirk, dom!Shouto, sub!fem!reader, overstimulation, orgasm control, black coded (but can still be read by others), breeding kink, edging, creampie, dub-con with a twist, clit pinching, praise, degradation, slut calling, pet name (baby, snowflake, my love, etc), implied kidnapping

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Word count: ~9k

How did I get myself into the mess? I struggled against the chains binding my wrists with no avail. Sighing, I leaned my head against the cool metal of the cage they left me in.

Perhaps it was because of my quirk that I was captured.

My quirk gave me the animal attributes of a fox. I had large ears, claws, fangs, and a bushy tail. I usually maintained a good control over my quirk and only used the strength it gave me during missions, but at the time those men captured me; I lost control over my emotions due to an argument with my agency, causing my fox-like attributes to show.

The door creaked open loudly, the light blinding me temporarily. Squinting my eyes, I could faintly make out a figure. “Who’s there?” I asked, my voice cracking slightly from underuse.

Once my eyes had adjusted to the brightness that flooded into the dark room, I saw that it was the man that had captured me and I bared my teeth. “What do you want, you burnt bitch?”

Dabi, a man with burn scars that covered 60% of his body, smirked down at me. “Well, sweetheart, it’s your turn to be auctioned off. So, I’ve come to collect you.”

“You’re lucky these chains suppress my quirk, asshole!” I snarled, rising to my feet to glare at him. A blush lit up my cheeks when I noticed the look in his light blue eyes.

Desire was swirling in them as they looked over my body. It was then I remembered that I was dressed only in a thin white dress.

Squeaking out, I covered my chest with my hands and knelt back down. “Fucking pervert!” I cursed at Dabi.

He sent me another cocky smirk as he reached into his pocket for something. I watched as he pulled out the key that could unlock the cage I was trapped in.

Dabi opened the door to my entrapment and quicker than what I could react to, he grabbed the chains circling my wrists, “Can’t have you running, can we, Dollface?” He then clicked something around my neck.

A fucking shock collar!

I wanted so badly to claw Dabi’s face off. Who the fuck did he think he was putting a damn shock collar on me? “Take that damned thing off of me! I am not a fucking dog, Dabi!”

“Ooh.” He purred. “Such a dirty fucking mouth you have on you.” His eyes narrowed as he pulled out a remote and pressed a button on it.

Dabi watched with sick satisfaction as I convulsed from the electric shock that went through my body.

I opened my mouth and let out a strangled scream, begging for him to turn off the collar.

He pressed the button again, turning the electricity off. “Now be a good girl and follow me.” He attached another chain to the collar and yanked me alongside him.

The light blinded me once more as Dabi drug me out of the darkness of the back room. Scrunching my eyes together, I waited for them to adjust and saw that we were approaching another room.

I blinked in confusion when Dabi opened the door and I was greeted by a blond with her hair tied in two messy buns. “What’s this?” I asked.

Dabi ignored me. “Toga. Make her look presentable for the men waiting to bid on her.”

I jerked my head back when Toga reached out and caressed my face with a wide smile on her face. She said something about how smooth and soft my skin was, which made my skin crawl even more. I had already had to endure having my body inspected by some blue haired, crusty skinned creep earlier, now some blood crazed blonde was going to have her hands on me?

“I don't need this, Dabi! I look fine now!” I could feel my emotions boiling over and knew that if I did not calm down soon, my fox-like attributes would come out.

Toga reached for the remote that Dabi held out for her. “Oh, my little foxy, we’re going to have so much fun together.” Her golden eyes twinkled with a look that I could only describe as a yandere with her sights set on her prey.

Eyeing the remote carefully, I sighed as I allowed her to pull me by the chain attached to my collar. Dabi had the decency to leave the room when Toga ripped through the white dress I was wearing with a knife she kept in the boxes on her legs.

The tip of the blade nicked my skin, not enough to break flesh but enough to leave a long red mark. I hissed when she leaned in to place a delicate kiss against the scratch. “What are you doing?”

“Making your owie better.” She said in her slightly singsong voice, her face flushing with a blush and she placed her hands against her cheeks. “You’re so cute when you’re angry. Do you resent us?”

“What do you think?” I snapped, looking away from her.

Toga pouted before skipping over to the clothing rack and pulled out a sleek red dress that had a high slit up to the thigh and was very low cut that I was almost positive my breasts would pop out of it if I moved wrong.

I blinked in confusion when she pulled out her knife and cut a hole in the back of the gown. “Why are you ruining such a pretty dress?” The question slipped out before I could stop it.

The blonde flashed me a smile before pointing the knife at me and lunging. My fear skyrocketed as my emotions flooded my brain. She was going to kill me? But was I not a precious item to the underground auction?

I felt my fox-like attributes pop into existence as my instances told me to get out of the way. I rolled out of the path of Toga’s knife, temporarily forgetting that I was chained to the table leg. The collar around my neck tightened, choking me.

“Fuck!” I cursed as I tried to move back into my original position. Shooting a glare at the blonde, who was giggling up a storm. “What the fuck, Toga?!”

She said nothing as she turned around to look at me over her shoulder. Suddenly, I felt electricity send my body into convulsions. I let out a gurgled screech as I clawed at the collar around my throat. I watched through watery eyes as Toga approached me with an orange jar in her hands.

As the current still flowed through my body, I was helpless as she force fed me some kind of medicine. “There, honey, that should keep those cute little ears and tail out for the men and women to see.”

She pressed the button that shut off the shock collar and moved to help me into the short, sleek red dress. Toga was careful with my tail as she guided it through the hole she made before zipping the gown up completely. “You’re so pretty like a red bride.”

I shivered at the new nickname she dubbed me with.

I had a name. Why won’t any of them use it?

Still feeling the after effects of the collar, I had to let Toga help me to my feet so she could guide me over to the vanity where she did my hair and makeup. She gave me a red and black smokey eye paired with a bold red lip.

To hide the thick shock collar around my neck, she placed a red ribbon with a bell attached to it over it. For my hair, she simply curled it and tied black ribbons around my fox ears.

“Just look at how beautiful I made you. If only they would let me take some of your blood. Then I could always remember what you look like, my darling little fox.” She said as she pressed her hands against her cheeks, smiling at me.

A knock came from the door before Dabi let himself back in. He took one look at me and let out a low wolf whistle. “Damn, baby girl. If you weren't going to fetch us such a high price, I’d take you for my own.”

He flashed me an attempt of a seductive smirk. If I had not despised him at the moment, I probably would have fallen for it. My eyes worked fine. I knew Dabi was a sexy man. Hell, I’m sure he knew it as well.

“Whatever.” I scoffed as he reached for the chain that he then used to drag me to my feet. “Slow down, will you? I am wearing heels.” Toga had finished off my look with a pair of five inch black stilettos with straps that went up the length of my calves.

I gasped when Dabi suddenly turned on me, a blue flame covering his left hand and a cruel look in his glowing blue eyes.

Dabi growled at me as he pulled me closer by the chain. “You are to be silent now, sweetheart.” He held the flame dangerously close to my face and I could do nothing but stare in fear. I knew of Dabi’s quirk, Cremation.

It reached temperatures that could melt everything it came in contact with, even wood that is supposed to burn. “If you utter a single word during the auction, I will not hesitate to kill you, understand?”

Swallowing thickly, I nodded my head and sealed my lips shut as Dabi curled his lips into a smile and snuffed out the flame. Yanking on the chain, he dragged me over to a large pedestal that had a cage around it. I could not help but to roll my eyes at it.

At least this one was a bit bigger than the last one I was placed in. Dabi then attached the end of my chain to a locking mechanism inside the cage and shut the door behind him.

“Good luck, Doll. If you’re lucky, your new master won’t break you too badly.” He laughed as he walked away from the caged pedestal, but stayed within earshot in case I spoke out of turn.

I simply sat on the cool metal of the floor and curled my legs against my chest. I hated that it was because of my quirk that I was going to be sold off like livestock. Sometimes I hated having a mutation quirk, they were so rare that people would pay large money to have us work for them.

If only I were stronger like Miruko, I would not have been captured like this. And if it were not for that medicine Toga forced me to swallow, I could have easily concealed my quirk, but no I was in a constant state of heightened emotions.

“And now for the main event!” I heard the voice of the man who inspected my body call out loudly over the loudspeaker. Closing my eyes, I awaited my fate.

I was to be bidded off to the highest paying bidder. I can only hope that my new master would be kind.

“Lastly, we have a rare mutation quirk owner. Her quirk gives her fox-like attributes. “ The blue-haired host announced, I think his name was Shigaraki. “Let’s start the bid at five million.”

I blocked out most of the bids since the auctioneers were wearing masks that conceal their identities. Wrapping my tail around my body, I tried to make myself smaller the higher my cost rose. It was currently up to twelve million and steadily rising.

I was beginning to hate being born with such a quirk. I opened my eyes to look out at the crowd, trying to see who was currently in the lead. It would seem as if I was going to be purchased by some fat, disgusting older man and that caused a shiver to travel down my spine. He would not be gentle with me.

“Twenty-five million!” Shigaraki called out, his red eyes shining with glee. They were going to be rich off of this one. “Do I hear twenty-six? No? Going once. Twice..”

“That girl belongs to me now.”

I lifted my head when a smooth tenor voice filtered throughout the building and saw what looked to be a young man. I could only see his eyes through the black mask he wore; the left eye was blue, similar to Dabi’s while the right was grey.

How could he say that I belonged to him? Just how much money could someone like him have? The amount of money to purchase me was nearing thirty million?!

Shigaraki narrowed his eyes at the newcomer. “Oh? Then what’s your price?” He pressed the button on the remote that activated the shock collar around my neck, making me convulse around in my cage. “She’s such a fine specimen, you know?”

He shut off the power when I let out a strangled plea for him to stop.

The man simply pulled out a thin black card and flung it at the auctioneer, watching him scramble after it. “Just charge whatever price you want to this card.”

He walked over to Shigaraki and held his hand out expectantly for the key he held. Once he obtained the item, he walked over to the cage and opened it. “Come here.”

I looked up at him with reproachful eyes. Who was he? I flinched when Shigaraki offered him the remote to my shock collar and quickly shot up to my feet, wobbling slightly due to the stilettos. “Y-Yes, sir.”

I slowly walked over to him and placed my hand into his proffered one. That was as far as I could move due to the chain still latched to the side of the cage. He noticed it and stepped inside and unhooked it from its locking mechanism.

Once the chain was free, he turned to face me, his eyes intense. His stare made me feel warm in places I could not describe.

“We’re going.” He said as he pulled at my chain gently. He turned to look at Shigaraki, “Just return that to me once the charges are made. I’ll send someone to retrieve it.”

-0-0-0

I sat in the seat across from the man that had purchased me. I still did not know who he was as he was still wearing the hood of the burgundy robes that the bidder wore and that black mask that only showed his intense heterochromatic eyes.

Eyes which were locked on my body and made me squirm a bit under the intensity.

I had wanted to cover my breasts with my arms but I was paralyzed by him. I watched as he lowered the hood of his robe, revealing his long red and white colored hair and realization slowly began to strike me. It could not be him?

He reached for the black mask that hid his face from me. I gasped. There was no mistaking it. The long red and white hair, those blue and grey eyes, the intense red scar on the left side of his face.

“You’re Todoroki Shouto!”

He let a small smile tilt at his lips as he brushed back a strand of his long hair. “Yes, but you shall only call me Master now.”

Shock rushed over me. Was he not a Pro Hero? Did he not purchase me to save me from the greedy men and women of the underground auction as a mission?

I had been missing for nearly a week and I was an important asset to my agency. I pulled at the chains circling my wrists, glaring at Shouto. “What are you talking about? You are the Pro Hero, Shouto, right? Isn’t this a mission to rescue me? I’m a Pro Hero too!”

I froze when I saw him hold up the remote control to the collar hidden behind the red ribbon around my neck, fear wrapping around my body. “What are you...”

Shouto did not let me finish my sentence as he pressed the button to activate the shock collar. He watched as I shook from the electricity coursing through my veins, my tail puffed out from the pain. “You belong to me and I thought I said you are only to call me Master.”

He pressed the button again to shut off the power and I fell back against the cool leather of the limo seat, trying to catch my breath. Shouto moved over to where I was sitting and gently looped his index finger around the collar and lifted me up.

“But to answer your question, I am the Pro Hero, Shouto, but this isn’t a mission to rescue you, my darling. I wanted you for myself. You should know how rare animal mutation quirks are and I find those little ears and tail of yours adorable.” The fingers of his other hand reached out and touched my ears at the base.

Without my permission, I had let out a moan when his fingers caressed the fur surrounding my ears. I quickly blushed and covered my mouth in a failed attempt to stifle the sound.

I could only pray that he would ignore the sound. I peeked up at him and gasped at the look of lust on his face as a rush of heat flooded my core.

Damn him for being so damn attractive.

It made it hard to hate him for what he was going to do. “M-my ears are sensitive...” Was all I said as I looked away from him.

He said nothing as he reached for me and pulled me into his lap. I tried my best to not stiffen in his hold as I curled my tail around my waist, protecting it from his touch.

He already found out that my ears were rather sensitive, I did not need him learning that my tail was even more sensitive. “That was a rather cute moan. I want to hear more of them.”

Without a warning, he yanked down the top of the dress I was wearing, my breasts popping free. I let out a squeak as I tried to cover myself but he yanked my hands away with a sharp tug at the chains circling my wrists.

“Don’t move. That’s an order.”

“You can't just expect me to just sit still and let you do whatever you want with me! I am not your property!” I screamed, fighting against the chains trying to free myself from his hold.

My body went limp when his fingers slid over my ears, sending a pleasurable tingle down my spine. Another pitiful sounding moan left my mouth as I felt warmth flood my center when Shouto’s other hand began plucking at my nipples.

Shouto’s warm breath hit my shoulder as he leaned in closer, his voice echoed around the small space of the limo. “I can and you will, Snowflake.” His tongue licked a long, wet line up the side of my flesh, sending streaks of fire down my spine.

Damn it, I was attracted to him. Seeing him on television had spurn a crush on him.

He rolled my left nipple in between his fingers as his mouth latched onto the spot where my neck and shoulder met. “Come on, Baby~...” He purred in a voice that should be illegal. “Let your voice out.”

I could not stop the wanton cry that left my throat when his hand moved from my breast to the increasingly damping spot between my thighs.

His fingers slipped inside the dress I was wearing, skimming along the front of my panties. I let out another moan as he slid his index finger over that sensitive bundle of nerves. “Fuck...” I choked out, quivering in his arms. I was fighting a losing battle with both my mind and body. My mind was telling me to resist, yet don’t at the same time and my body was accepting his touch.

He pinched my clit roughly between his fingers as he sucked at the junction where my shoulder and neck met and his fingers rubbed one of my ears. The overstimulation of having so many erogenous zones touched at once was leaving me breathless.

I squirmed around on his lap and gasped when I felt it. Shouto’s cock was hard and pulsing against my ass. For some reason a sense of pride filled my mind. I was happy that I was able to turn on such a handsome man with my body. I

let out another piercing moan when I felt his teeth bite down on my shoulder and his fingers graze over my clit again.

“Do you want me to shove my fingers inside, Baby?” He asked. “Do you want me to fuck you with them?”

My eyes shot open as I realized what he was doing. ‘He’s fucking edging me. I hate being edged!’ I stubbornly shook my head, refusing to answer him.

I would not give him the satisfaction of hearing me beg. Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my body where the fingers of his right hand trailed and a pitiful sounding cry left my throat. I wanted to beg.

I wanted to beg so fucking badly, but I had my pride. “Fuck!” I screamed out when those icy fingers of his slid through the fur of my tail, stroking it softly.

Shouto let out a chuckle. “So, that’s why you kept moving it out of the way of my touch. Your tail is even more sensitive than your ears.” His breath turned cool as he whispered against my neck and I knew that he must be using his quirk to manipulate me into begging for his touch.

Running those sinfully cold fingers through my tail from tip to base was driving me insane. “Let’s see how much longer you can hold back from begging me to fuck you.”

I let out another breathy moan when I felt his mouth close over one of my ears, his tongue swirling along the edge. I could literally feel my resolve breaking with each stroke of warm fingers of his left hand along my clothed pussy.

When he squeezed my clit again, his fingers nearly burning hot is what made me break. “S-s-shit...Master, please?”

“Please what, Snowflake?” He mocked, rubbing his hot fingers along the sensitive bundle of nerves. His long hair brushed along my neck when he leaned over to watch my expression.

His icy cold fingers found their way to the base of my tail and he rubbed his fingertips along the spot where it met with my lower back. I let out another wanton sounding mewl as I jerked around in his lap, grinding my hips down. “Say it. Beg for me, Baby.”

Biting my lip in irritation that he was going to make me beg for it, a low growl left me. Swallowing thickly, I lowered my head. “Please, Master, fuck me with your fingers. I want them inside me.” I let out a lusty cry of pleasure when one of his cold fingers slid my panties to the side and found purchase inside my dripping cunt.

It was so cold that it hurt, but it was a good kind of hurt. His left hand went for my tail, rubbing hot circles around the spot where it met with my flesh.

Dammit, I wanted him. I wanted more than just a finger. I wanted his cock rammed deep inside me. “I need more.”

Shouto smiled as he slowly moved his finger in and out of me, edging me on slowly. His hot breath fanned over the swollen mark he’d left on my neck. He let out a grunt when I grinded my hips down into his crotch, my ass rubbing against his cock.

Quickly, he added another icy finger to my dripping pussy. I could not hold back the lewd cry that left my mouth as I tossed my head back against his shoulder, sweat glistening on my forehead.

“Was that enough, my darling? Or do you still need more?” He taunted, drilling those fingers of his in deeper.

I hated to admit it, but I was so turned on by him. There was no denying my attraction to him. I wanted him. I wanted more of this temperature play he was doing using his quirk. It felt so good to have his icy fingers inside while his hot palm gripped one of my breasts, twisting a nipple.

Pride be damned!

“Master, please. More. I need to feel more of you!” But the instant I admitted that I wanted him, he stopped and pulled away completely. I blinked in confusion when he lifted me off his lap and back onto the seat next to him.

“Unless you want the entire mansion to see you in such a state, I suggest you fix your clothing.” Shouto readjusted the silk tie of the suit he was wearing, ignoring the large bulge in his pants.

Looking away from him as shame filled my mind. He got what he wanted. I begged for him like a needy bitch in heat. Glaring at him, I pulled up the top of my dress the best I could with my bound hands. Growling when the movement put my hands in an awkward position, I glanced up at Shouto.

He was already watching me with amused eyes and I knew that this was what he wanted. Biting my lip and lowering my eyes, I asked, “Master, will you help me?” I growled when he gave me an expectant look. “Please, Master?”

He moved over and helped me pull the red dress up over my breasts, but he made sure to brush his knuckles over my nipples as he leaned in. “We will continue this inside, Snowflake.”

My face flushed at the seductive tone his voice took on when he whispered the nickname in my ears before he bit one of them. I let out another loud moan before clamping my hands over my lips.

I watched as the door of the limo was pulled open and Shouto slid out of the car, gently yanking on the chain around my next so that I would follow him. I ignored the curious stares of the staff that came out to greet Shouto like he was a young lord. 

‘He basically is!’ I wanted to smack myself. The Todoroki family was one of the richest families around. ‘That’s how he was able to afford my price tag in the underground auction.’

Shouto pulled me alongside him, my stilettos clicking loudly with each step. My back stiffened when he placed his hand against my back, lightly rubbing circles on the base of my tail. I had to bite my lip to keep from letting out a pitiful sounding moan at his touch.

He was playing dirty. Now that he knew that my animal attributes were sensitive, he was going to exploit that weakness every chance he gets.

-0-0-0

It’s been a few weeks since I was purchased by Todoroki Shouto and he’s been nothing short of a gentleman after that first incident in the limo ride to his mansion.

Despite his promise to continue when we got inside, He’d claimed that he was tired from having to deal with the underground and went to bed almost immediately after.

I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror and admired the outfit that was set out for me. Shouto decided that I would only wear traditional Japanese kimono as they allowed space for my tail.

So, today it was a short purple kimono that had a black obi paired with it. It was a cute outfit and I appreciated the clothing, but hated that I was basically being forced to take that strange medicine that kept my ears and tail out. The medicine also made them even more sensitive and he took full advantage of it.

A knock at my room door caused me to jump slightly. “Come in?” I said, watching the doorknob turn before it creaked open.

My eyes widened at the sight of Shouto stepping into my room wearing one of his robes, his hair tied up into a bun. I could feel the saliva build up in my mouth at the sight of his bared chest from the gap in his robe.

Quickly, I turned my head away and swiped my mouth. “Hello, Master. What can I do for you?” I knew why he was here dressed only in his robe.

That was his sign that he wanted to fuck me and I could feel myself getting wet.

Shouto said nothing as he walked over to me, his eyes intense as he looked me over. He frowned as he stared at my neck and I realized that I had forgotten to cover the shock collar with the black choker that still sat on my bed.

“The collar, Snowflake.” He growled out, his voice dropping in octave. With a predatory look in his eyes, he began to advance on me.

My breath got caught up in my breath as I took a step back for each one he took forward until my back was pressed against the wall. I let out a squeak when Shouto slammed his hands next to my head, trapping me.

He was so close I could see every detail of his face and feel every breath he took as he leaned in closer. “I-I’m sorry, Master. I was about to cover it up when you knocked.” I placed a hand on his chest in a discreet attempt to put some distance between us.

He grabbed my hand and brought it to his mouth, teeth grazing over the fleshy part of my palm. “Are you lying to me, Baby?” His lips spread into a seductive smile when I shook my head.

“So, it’s your Master’s fault that you didn’t have enough time to put on the choker?” the fingers of his right hand stroked my cheek, leaving trails of frost in its path to the shock collar.

I shivered, whether it be in anticipation or from the chill of his touch, as he hooked a finger into the collar and pulled me closer to him. “No, sir.” I replied, looking him in the eyes. “It’s my fault for taking too long getting dressed.”

During the few weeks of me being in his care, I’ve learned that he likes a submissive partner. I even allowed a few tears to swell in the corner of my eyes, knowing it would please him. I’ve become his Snowflake, beautiful, delicate and fragile. Well...not that fragile.

Shouto, accepting my submission to him smiled down at me and wrapped his large hands around my waist before seizing my lips in a slow yet passionate kiss that soon left us both panting and straining against one another.

He reached for the obi and tugged at it gently until it loosened around me. The red tie fell to the ground in a pool of silk. He then reached for the pin that held my hair up, letting the locks fall down to frame my face and I knew that was my signal to touch him.

Slowly, I reached up and caressed his face, tracing my fingers along the edge of his jawline before moving them to tangle in his hair, gently pulling it from the bun he had it in.

I felt him slide his hands into the fabric of the kimono, pushing at the edges until it slid off my shoulders leaving me only in my bra and panties.

Shouto finally pulled away from my lips to admire my body. Seeing the appreciation in his eyes let me know that I picked out the right lingerie. So, maybe he will forgive me for not putting the choker on before he came.

He trailed his hands along my body before taking my hands and placed one on his chest and the other on the sash at his waist. I looked down at my hand near the tie as I pulled on it until it hung loose before I slowly parted the crimson robe, my hands gliding over his sinewy muscles of his shoulders.

I could feel my mouth water at the sight of his chiseled chest, sculpted abs, and the V-cut of his hips. Sweet mercy, he was sexy and I wanted to run my hands all over his body.

But I refrained from doing so without his permission, Shouto was the dominant one here and I was the submissive.

Shouto pulled me closer and trailed his fingers down my back, trails of frost forming in its path, until he reached the base of my tail. I immediately went limp with pleasure in his arms as a flood of moisture soaked my panties.

Those sub-zero fingers stroked through my fur, teasing the spot where the flesh merged with my fluffy appendage. “I can smell you, my darling.” His voice caressed my ears as my face flushed a bright red. “Your arousal is getting thicker by the second and I’ve barely even touched you.”

He bent down and caught my lips in a searing kiss that made my knees buckled from the intensity. “Look at how cute you are? You’re just my cute little captive fox. It makes me want to tease you more.”

I opened my mouth in a soft sounding moan when he leaned in and grazed my shoulder with his teeth, pulling down my bra strap in the process. Treading my fingers into his long hair, I silently guided him to the other side so that he could lower the other strap with his teeth. “M-Master...” I moaned out as he slowly lapped at the center of my chest.

He was edging me again.

I hated being edged so slowly, but I knew this was probably punishment for not covering the shock collar.

Shouto moved down to my breasts, his tongue both heating and cooling on my flesh. I felt his teeth graze over my nipple as he pulled the cup down before closing his lips over the pebbled bud.

First his mouth was hot, scorching almost as his tongue swirled over my peak, but then it cooled to near freezing. The pleasure was damn near maddening as I clenched my thighs together to ease the ache that formed between them.

“I will make you ache for me.” He whispered against my skin as he lifted his mouth back to my lips, placing another passionate kiss on them. I heard him chuckle at my disappointed moan when his lips left mine.

He placed a warm finger against my mouth to shush me, his gaze predatory, before he lifted me up into his arms. Shouto dropped me softly on the large bed, hovering over me. I felt him reach behind me to unclasp the bra and I was anticipating his touch, but it never came.

Holding back a frustrated cry when his fingers instead trailed lines down my shoulders. “Oh, you thought I wasn’t serious? No, you’re going to go mad with want. And I will not fuck you until you dripping wet for me.”

His words alone were making me ache for him. His low, timbering voice was like sweet music to my sensitive hearing. Hot tears of frustration pooled in my eyes and I tried to reach out for him, wanting to attempt to change his mind.

Shouto saw my movement and with a twitch of his hand, ice formed shackles around my wrists and pinned me down to the bed. His grey and blue eyes narrowed down at me for my slight defiant behavior and I knew that he was going to go even slower to torture me.

Softly, he placed his hands over my breast, kneading them without his quirk and I mewled at the raw feeling of his skin against mine. Shouto then leaned in and bit the tip of one of my ears and my core tingled even more; causing me to rub my thighs together to produce some type of friction.

My tears of frustration broke free when I felt Shouto shackle my ankles to the bedpost thus keeping my legs spread open.

“Master, please. I need you.” I was damn near sobbing with how much my body was throbbing for him.

Shouto softly wiped at the tears that were streaming down my face. “You’re so pretty when you cry. Are you aching that badly, my little slut? Shall I end your suffering?”

He let a sly smirk touch his lips as he slowly trailed his left hand down the length of my body, trails of heat flaring along my skin until he reached the edge of my panties. There was a flare of smoke and I realized that he was burning the underwear off of me.

I was panting as his fiery fingers drew slow, hot circles along my inner thigh. “Such pretty thighs. Just the right size to grab a handful.”

My body was visibly shaking with each slow touch Shouto graced my body with. I was becoming so needy. I needed more. More of his touch. More of his lips and tongue on my skin.

This slow torture was driving me insane with desire. My pussy was practically drooling by now, begging to be touched and fucked. Without realizing it, my tail moved on its own and wrapped around Shouto’s neck and pulled him down into my body.

A gasp left me when I realized what I had done and quickly unwrapped my tail from around his neck. I let out another wanton sounding moan when Shouto reached out and grabbed the furry appendage with his icy cold hand.

He slowly lifted his face from my chest and stared down at me with such an intensity in his eyes. I was in trouble.

“Snowflake...” Yep, I was in deep shit. He only called me that when I was about to receive punishment. And by the way he growled out the name, he was pissed that I questioned his dominance. “What have I told you about using your tail without my command?”

His sub zero touch trailed up the length until he could not reach anymore of it due to me laying on my back. The ice chains holding me down lengthened so he could flip me onto my hands and knees.

I shivered in pleasure as my body nearly went limp from his touch until I heard his command. “Don’t fucking move, Snowflake.”

When the first burning smack to my ass came without warning and tears sprang from my eye from the sheer pleasure. He spanked me soundly with his left hand, practically branding his handprint into me with his quirk and I loved every second of it.

What I was not expecting was him to use his right hand to send chills up my back from the next couple of spanks. The icy cold smacks felt so good against my hot skin that I could not help but to stick my tongue out and moan at the feeling.

“That’s a good little bitch in heat. Moan for me.” He smacked my ass in alternation of both hands until the flesh was red and raw.

Shouto then leaned in and placed his lips against the heated and tender skin causing me to flinch slightly from the soreness. His teeth grazed along the curvature of my rear, tongue slipping out to cool the stinging flesh until he reached the spot where my tail met with my lower back.

A shiver ran down my spine.

He knew how so very sensitive I was there and loved to tease me there. His tongue went from cold to hot as he lapped at the spot as his fingers teased at my dripping slit. “Oh?” He breathed, his breath turning cool against my back. “You’re a sopping wet mess down here. My Baby, I’ll ask you again. Shall I put an end to your suffering? Tell me what you want.”

My thighs were quivering by the moment and my face was covered with my tears of frustration. “I want you, Master. I want you to eat my pussy and then fuck me with your hard cock.” I begged, sobbing as I did so. I was so fucking turned on and I did not want to wait anymore.

Shouto sat back on his knees and I could see that his cock was straining against his boxers. He tapped a finger against his chin in thought as his other hand rubbed his shaft slowly, tempting me. Shouto freed his cock from the confines of his underwear.

“Before I do that...” he mused as he reached and grabbed one of my ears, causing me to moan out loudly. He turned me around, the ice chains rattling. “Why don’t you suck my cock? Take your Master’s cock deep inside that pretty little throat of yours.” He slapped the head of it against my cheek. “Stick out your tongue, Snowflake.”

I quickly opened my mouth and did as he ordered. Soon after my mouth was filled with his flavor, his pre-cum sweet on my tongue. His masculine scent filled my nose as I took in a breath.

He was so large that it stretched my lips, but I was determined to take all of him. As always, I made sure to keep my teeth away from his sensitive anatomy, but would occasionally let my sharp canines drag over the bulbous tip. His moans were like music to my ears and only spurred me on.

His hand came up to caress my face. “Yes, just like that, Baby. Suck that cock.” he hissed out as he thrust his hips gently, pushing more of his length inside my mouth. “You look so beautiful with my cock shoved so deep in your throat, Snowflake.”

Shouto tilted his head back and let out a low groan when I swirled my tongue over the thick length pumping in and out. I kept my jaw slightly slack because I knew of his tendencies of losing all his composure and face fucking me.

I hollowed out my cheeks and hummed lightly, knowing the vibrations would drive Shouto insane.

Shouto let out a grunt. “Yes...” he hissed. “That’s a good little slut.” He purred out as his hand tangled in my hair to push his cock even deeper down my throat.

Tears were starting to leak from my eyes from the pleasurable pain and he wiped at them with his warm hand. “Crying again? We’ve only just begun, Baby.” He let out another deep moan as he tossed his head back, long red and white hair sparkling in the dim light of the room as it slid off his broad shoulders.

I moaned when Shouto reached across my back to play with the soft fur of my tail, drool leaking out of the corners of my mouth. Fuck, he was driving me up the wall with pleasure, but I could sense that he was getting close too.

My inner walls were clenching in tune to my sucking and I felt Shouto’s cock beginning to swell. I curled my tongue around him and gave him a hard suck. “Fuck...” He cursed. “You want my cum that badly?” Hot and cold hands wrapped around my head as he pulled me in closer.

“Then you can have it. Deep down your throat.” I nearly choked when the first of the thick, white fluid shot out and filled my mouth. “Take it all, but don't swallow just yet, Baby~. Keep that cum in your mouth until I say you can swallow it. And don’t spill a single drop.”

I obeyed his command, holding his seed in my mouth. I allowed a small smile to cross my lips when Shouto wrapped his hands around my waist and flipped me onto my back.

I shivered when he began trailing those sub zero fingers down my abdomen. “You said that you wanted my tongue, right, Snowflake?” I nodded my head vigorously, mewling when those icy fingers of his began circling around my clit, coating them with my honeyed essence.

“You’ve been such an obedient pet that I should reward you, I suppose.” He licked a warm line down my stomach. “Your scent is addicting.” His hot breath fanned out over my nether regions causing another rush of liquid.

Shouto used two of those icy fingers to spread my lower lips and gave it a long, scorching lick with that hot tongue of his. My toes curled as a sobbing like moan left my throat when those slender digits of his slid inside my drenched, slick cavern.

He used his thumb to flick the swollen bundle of nerves at the top of my opening. “Make sure to keep holding that cum in your mouth, darling.” Shouto thrust his fingers in and out of my dripping center and I gasped when he entered the third cold finger, almost making me swallow what was in my mouth.

I let out a lustful humming sound as his fingers pistoled into me at such a furious pace, his fingers the perfect chilling temperature that it stung in a pleasurable way. My eyes shot open when his hot tongue swirled over my clit, attacking the swollen bud with quick flicks. I could feel my release building up and tears from the sheer pleasure were building up in my eyes.

“Are you about to cum, Snowflake?” He growled against my flesh and brought me closer to sweet release. “Go ahead and cum. You have my permission.” Shouto lapped at my honeyed center with that scorching tongue again.

With another loud, muffled cry, I came hard. White spots danced in my vision, blinding me momentarily.

He greedily drunk all of what I had to offer as it dripped out of my pussy, not letting a single drop escape. I expected for him to stop, but then my body arched when his tongue turned cold and warm fingers replaced the cold ones.

‘Again!’

I had just come, I was not ready for his tongue again, especially when it’s so hot that it's causing maddening pleasure. I pulled against my shackles as my body shook from the overstimulation Shouto was causing on my body.

He stroked his fingers in and out at such a furious pace and flicked that burning hot tongue over my clit. Not forgetting that he liked it when I cried, I Iet hot tears stream down my face as I thrash on the bed only for Shouto to hold my hips down with his arm.

“Can’t handle what you asked for, Baby?” His voice dropped into that dangerous territory that made my heart beat erratically in my chest. He lashed at my sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue once more. “You’re so pretty when you’re crying those sweet tears.”

His sub zero fingers moved faster within me as another round of pressure built up. I could feel another release coming and it was coming fast. I wanted to open my mouth and scream but could not due to the order to not spill any of the cum I held. “Keep that cum in your mouth, Snowflake. Savor the flavor of it.”

My body gave a sharp convulsion when I came, lifting off the bed. Shouto did not miss a beat as he slurped up every drop, his tongue lashing over my clit and fingers never once slowing down. Once I had calm down from my high, he slowed down and gave my sex gentle licks and nips before pulling away.

“What’s the matter, Baby?” He gazed down at my sweaty flushed body, my chest still heaving from exhaustion. “Don’t tell you’re ready to tap out. We haven’t even begun to have fun yet.”

I tried to plead with my eyes that I needed a break before continuing as my sex was still tingling from two back to back orgasms. Either Shouto did not notice or he ignored it as he slapped the head of his cock against my slit.

He grabbed my legs and placed them over his shoulders as he stroked himself with one hand. His grey and blue eyes stared down at me intensely. “You can swallow now. I want to hear that sweet voice of yours as I take you.”

I nearly choked as he timed his first thrust with my swallowing, his salty yet sweet tasting seed sliding down my throat.

“Fuck!” I cursed when he gave a hard trust, my breasts bouncing from the vigorous movement. Another loud gasp fell from my lips at the tingle of pleasure that grew within my core when Shouto picked up his speed more.

I mewled when he bent down and nipped at one of ears, teeth grazing the fleshy inner part softly as he plunged his cock into me. It felt so good and I was so full of his huge length.

I tried to wrap my arms around him, but the ice shackles around my wrists prevented that so I held onto his strong biceps. “M-Master...it feels so good.”

Shouto let out a grunt as he snapped his hips down into me, my walls clenching around him firmly. “You feel so good around me, Snowflake.” His hissed into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

My tail was swishing around until he grabbed it in his left hand, the heat of his palm caused tears of overstimulation to burn at the corners of my eyes.

“Are you about to cry again, my love?” he brought the tip of my tail to his lips and drew it into his cool mouth. I let out a scream as my body buckled at the feeling, the stimulation wrecking havoc.

“Go ahead and cry some more. I am going to keep fucking you.” Tail still clutched between his teeth, Shouto reached out and wiped at my tears. Damn him for being able to cause my body so much pleasure that it hurt.

His cock was almost too big for me, stretching me to accommodate him. But it only made me want him even more. The slight pain was addictive. He was addictive and I wanted more. Much more. His hips never faltered in his fast movements, deep thrusts that touched my cervix. It felt so damned good.

I could feel my climax approached, but I knew better than to cum without Shouto’s permission. Hoping that he was not wanting a long session because it was getting harder and harder to hold back.

Especially with his thrusts causing my inner muscles to clench and unclench on him. But then he said something that made me want to whine in defeat. “Don’t you dare cum until I say you can.”

I wanted to curse him. I hated when he controlled my orgasms! That was more torture than the overstim.

I dug my nails into his forearms, knowing that he liked it, but it was also revenge for the denial.

Shouto leaned down and caught my lips in another wild, passionate kiss as he let out a lustful grunt. I immediately felt warmth fill my womb and knew that he had just had his first release.

“How does it feel, Baby? To have my cum so deep inside.” He stilled his hips momentarily, savoring the feeling before he began to pick up speed again. “Let’s go for another one, Snowflake.”

The slickness of our combined juices made it easier for him to slip in and out of me as he pounded me into the mattress. My inner muscles quivered as he pulled himself out before slamming back in.

His mouth, hot from his quirk, captured my nipple between his teeth and swirled his tongue around the hardened nub. His fingers, cold to the touch, rubbed at my clit..

I opened my mouth in a lustful cry as I tried hard to hold off on cumming until Shouto said I could. It was just so damn hard. But those intense eyes were locked on mine, daring me to defile him.

So, I squeezed down on him to try and coax another one out of him, so that he will allow me to have one. Knowing him though since I had already had two from his tongue, I was not going to be allowed to have one until he had another one.

I pushed my hips up to meet his repeatedly, silently hoping that he would get his second one soon. But I know of his stamina. Shouto could go for hours if he wanted to. I really felt like crying this time when I felt the burn of salt sting at my eyes. This pleasurable torture was almost unbearable, but I could withstand it. I actually craved it.

He moved my legs from their position against his shoulders and pushed them back until my knees were against my chest. Shouto pulled out only to slide back in just as rough. I knew that he could feel my throbbing pussy clenching down on him, trying to milk him of all he has to offer.

I nearly disobeyed his direct order when his leaned down and grazed his teeth over my shoulder before sucking on the spot where it met with my neck as he squeezed that sensitive little bundle of nerves.

“Do you want to cum, Baby?” At my nod, he chuckled, the vibrations tingling my skin. “Well, that’s too bad. You’ll only cum when I say so.” He leaned back down and took my nipple back into his mouth this time without his quirk, while his hand fondled the other with those icy fingers.

“Fuck...” I heard him curse, my legs beginning to tremble as he grabbed my hips as his thrusts became erratic. I clamped down on him once more and ground into his pelvis insistently.

“Snowflake...” he tilted his head back and moaned, sweaty strands of his long hair sticking to his forehead. “You ready for the second load? Beg me for it. Beg for me to fill you with my hot seed.” He pumped his thick length in and out, slowing his pace to a maddening level.

I tried to buck my hips to urge him into a faster speed, but he locked my legs in place, pushing them further into my chest. “Master, please!” I yelled, forcing out a few tears for good measure.

I wanted it. I wanted him to fill me again even if I was not allowed to cum yet. I wanted to make him feel good. “I want it. Give it to me, please.” I cried out when he gave a particularly harsh thrust, locking his hips in place.

I gave another loud lusty mewl as his hot cum filled me again for the second time. My vision was starting to get blurry from the passion that Shouto was giving me. “Please, Master, can I cum now?”

The pain in my lower parts was so intense now, the constant throbbing of my clit was in tune with my own racing heart.

Shouto gazed down at me, his hair falling over his shoulders as he tilted his head. A soft, slow smile tilted at his lips. He pulled out, much to my disappointment, but took hold of my still quivering hips. I was then placed on my hands and knees again.

I could feel Shouto rubbing the head of his cock teasingly at my hole. “You’ve been so good to listen to me. I suppose I should.” I cried out in pleasure when he slid back inside with a slow, deep thrust.

This position allowed him the deepest penetration and I loved it. I loved feeling him pressed so tightly against my cervix. “You may cum when I do, Baby.”

I whined. This was his third wind. It could take as long as twenty minutes before he came again. My body was shaking with anticipation of release and my clit was burning. I wanted to scream and shout at him for being so commanding, but another hard thrust had me choking on my saliva.

“F-Fucking shit...” I cried out, my voice starting to go hoarse from my screams. “Please, Master..” I needed to cum so badly I was going to go insane. I did not know how much longer I could hold out.

The slow, intense drag of his cock felt so damn good that it made actual tears stream down my face, not my forced ones. I opened my mouth as my tongue fell out and my eyes rolled upwards.

“Does it feel good, Baby?” He groaned. “Having my cock so deep inside you?” His hips snapped forward in another hard, deep thrust. Shouto then moved one of his hands from around my waist, sliding down to squeeze and flick at my clit.

The feeling of his fingers without his quirk felt just as good as it did with it. “How badly do you want to cum?” His squeezing intensified, causing me to throw my head back, my ears swiveling back to lay flat against my head and my tail swishing around wildly.

I was a panting mess under him. Every nerve in my body was heightened and sensitive to the touch. “Tell me, Snowflake.” He ran a heated finger down my spine as he leaned down and nipped at my ear.

“Fuck, it feel so good, Shou.” I moaned out. “I want to cum so fucking badly that I’m going insane!”

Shouto bit down on my ear. “Cum, my love. Cum for me.�� He gave one last slow, deep thrust and held it. The tip of his cock was pressed so tightly against me that I lost the strength in my arms as I came so hard stars danced in my vision.

The hot liquid dripped down my thighs as I felt Shouto’s third load fill me. He had wrapped an arm around me to keep me in place as he gave a few gentle thrusts. “I love you, Baby. I love you so much.”

I smiled lazily as I turned my head to look back at him. “I know Shou, you called me your love in the middle of it all.” I whinced a little when he pulled out as I was still very tender.

“And you broke character by calling me "Shou”.” He said matter-of-factly, squeezing me against his body. "But I didn't hurt you, did I?” Shouto asked as he pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.

“Shou, I could have said the safe word at anyime.” I reached up and flicked his nose. Laughing slightly, I snuggled against him, a soft purr like sound rumbling in my throat. Todoroki Shouto was actually my boyfriend.

I was so happy when Shouto had come to rescue me from that nasty black market. I’m sure he was frantic when he learned that I had been kidnapped by Shigaraki due to my quirk.

Speaking of that auction. “You never did tell me how much you had to pay to free me or why you basically molested your girlfriend in the limo ride home.”

He looked down at me with those beautiful grey and blue eyes of his and a smile spread over his lips. “I didn’t pay a thing for what’s mine, but my father paid forty million to have you back safely. And I did not molest you. I was just so happy to have you back safe that I had to touch you. Plus the limo ride was being monitored by the committee of the underground.” He pouted as he reached out and rubbed one of my ears softly. “You played along anyway, Snowflake.”

Another lusty moan left my throat as Shouto played with my ear. “Shou... stop messing with my ears. You know how sensitive they are. But forty million?”

Shouto shrugged his shoulders. “I told Shigaraki that he could charge whatever price he wanted. I was not letting anyone else have you.” He looked down at me and I could see the possessiveness in his gaze. “You are mine. My rare gem.”

I smiled as I leaned up to press my lips against his in a sweet, passionate kiss. “Only yours.”

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bad to the bone nakahara chuuya has a big dick because I say so

Words: 1397 - closer to a drabble Content and warnings: nakahara chuuya x fem!reader smut, chuuya makes you count the inches of his cock as he fucks into you for the first time, chuuya calls you a lot of petnames, mostly baby but also hun and sugar and love Networks: @http-404-error-unknown , @planetonet

The first time you and Chuuya have sex, you almost can’t believe your eyes.

He measures it from the base of your mound to see how deep it will go, and it pretty much reaches your belly button. You cover your face at the sight. He glances between your cunt and face, and his lips upturn with a smirk.

“You gonna take it, baby? Take it all?” His voice is raspy, clouded with arousal, and you whine at the thought.

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Alien Bakugou Pt. 2

A/n: Happy Birthday you blonde grenade 🤣

Cw: one unwanted kiss, an tiny fight, baku's heart breaking

The following day you grumbled softly as the sounds of crashes and bangs abruptly woke you from slumber. “What the hell is going on?” you complain as your groggily open your eyes to see the eight-foot mass’ tail sticking out of the door as you hear rummaging through your downstairs bathroom.

“Ugh, it’s too early for this shit…what are you doing?”

“Xaawuzs rad ftmf tqmxuzs imfqd mzp odqmy kag bgf az yq.”

Noticing the alien scratching and biting at his bandages, you make your way over to him, pulling his arm away from his sharp-fanged mouth. Rolling your eyes, you inspect the gauze on his side and shoulder. “I need to change your bandages. Come here.”

Despite the growls and hisses of the large extraterrestrial, you finish changing his bandages and roll your eyes as he growls at you, berating you in his native tongue. “Okay, either you’re going to learn English or teach me your language because this barrier between us is going to be a big issue, especially when I know you’re talking shit and I can’t understand y—”

The alien rolled his eyes, listening to the woman ramble before grabbing her face, careful not to cut her, before leaning down and tugging her in for a soft yet searingly passionate kiss. Rough hands made contact with smooth skin. The tall creature slowly brought a hand towards your face, grabbing your face with such delicacy you must've thought he was a handmaiden in another life. Your pupils grew as he smashed his lips onto yours, not even giving you a second to process the hand gripping both of your cheeks as the two of you closed your eyes. The silence was deafening; you could hear a pin drop. The kiss felt like it went on for eternity. You could feel every detail of his lips. They were surprisingly soft, a sharp contrast to the rest of his body which was rock hard and as tough as nails. It was...nice. But you'd never admit that out loud!

“Finally shut you up, huh, puny human,” he grins, pulling away.

Staring at the towering man, your mouth agape as you stare at him. “Dude, what the fuck?! You can’t just kiss somebody like that! You would definitely get slapped or punched for that kind of nonsense!” You threw your hands up wildly in the air. “You’re lucky I didn’t punch you! Hell! Maybe I should just to teach your sorry ass a lesson! Damn, imagine if you did that to a stranger, you would be in the boxing ring fighting for your life!”

“You seem more surprised that I learned a language than me actually speaking it.”

“Learned a language?!” You practically shouted.

“My species learns other languages through mouth-to-mouth contact.” 

“Oh, damn.” You scratched your neck in embarrassment. “Still, warn somebody when you do that!”

“Does that mean you want a warning if I kiss you again?”

“A-Again?!” You could feel heat rush to your cheeks, but thankfully you hid the emotions well.

“Well, human, here’s your warning,” he chuckles before pulling you in once again.

This time he took two hands and held them on the sides of your face, long fingers brushing the hair out of your eyes. He kept eye contact for a short while, his blood-red irises staring into your (e/c) ones. After what he deemed enough eye contact, his lips were on yours once again. But this time, he wasn’t in a hurry. He took his time with this kiss, no longer needing it to learn the language. He wanted to feel you. He kissed you as if instead of learning a new language, he would gather all he needed to know about you. He would die before he’d admit it, but he actually found kissing you enjoyable. It made him feel the fluttering of butterflies in his stomach and his face flush. He liked that feeling. It was weird, but it was sweet. Those legends were true. Humans are known for taming aliens. The right touch and you melt beneath them. I’m not gonna be as weak as those extras.

Suddenly, he was pulled out of his thoughts as he grunted in pain as your foot came down onto his, hard.

“Oi! What in the afterlife was that for, huh?!” 

His eyes went from his foot to your face as he saw your right hand over your chest as you greedily inhaled the air around you. He crossed his arms in confusion before the thought finally hit him. 

“Ah, right,” He shrugged nonchalantly, rolling his eyes, “You humans need oxygen.”

He burst into laughter and held an arm against his gut as he felt your hands repeatedly slap against his scaled body.

“Shut up, asshole,” you pant, glaring up at him. “Yes, we need oxygen. You didn’t need to try and steal mine, damn! I almost blacked out ‘cause of your greedy ass! Don’t do that! You think you can kiss people outta nowhere just because you think you’re cute?? If you didn’t have them velociraptor claws, I would beat ya ass!”

“Whatever. Now, since you can understand me, give me the magic water I was asking for earlier.”

“Magic water? Oh, you mean the rubbing alcohol. Yeah, no. I’m changing your bandages because one, your claws are too long, two, you’ll probably get mad at yourself and not clean them properly, and three, you don’t know what you’re doing. Now stay here. I'm going to go get the bandages."

“Just give me the water,” he scoffs, using his tail to stop you. 

Rolling your eyes, you push his tail away and make your way back upstairs to get the first aid kit. As you make your way back towards the living room, you hear him muttering under his breath in both his native tongue and in English.

"Hmph! Puny human female, thinking she can boss me around...does she not realize I'm three heads taller than her? Hell, maybe even four times! U omz'f nqxuqhq U odmetqp yk etub uzfa tqd kmdp... itmf iagxp ftq aftqde emk nmow tayq ur ftqk wzqi U ime nquzs fmwqz omdq ar xuwq m otuxp nk eayq bgzk tgymz?"

“Call me a female again, and I swear, I will slap the scales off ya face, you Area 51 walkout!” you snap as you put the first aid kit on the counter.

“Whatever. Just heal me,” he grumbles.

“And if I don’t?”

“Use your imagination to imagine how horrible it would be if your house suddenly got destroyed,” he smirked. “And no one would believe you if you said I did it because I don’t even exist.”

“Whatever. Just sit down, you big baby,” you scoff, ignoring the soft chill that ran down your spine.

“I don’t have to listen to you, human.”

“You should, considering I could just leave you to scratch at and make your injuries even worse,” you hum nonchalantly. 

“You wouldn’t.”

“Test me and find out. Also, I have a name, y’know. It’s Y/N.”

“Okay.”

“You’re not going to tell me yours?”

“No.”

“Okay, guess I’ll just pack away my kit then….”

He grunts, looking away as he stares at your floor as if it offended his bloodline. A soft murmur can barely be heard from him as he growls lowly.

“What’d you say?” You encouraged him, a smug look on your face.

“Katsuki,” He grumbled. “My name is Katsuki.”

Several months had gone by since the first time you wrapped Katsuki’s bandages around him. You both grew to “tolerate” the other, but in reality, you two were constantly annoying the other out of pure joy. Over time, you learned he is extremely arrogant and proud, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. He doesn't understand most things like refrigerators or indoor plumbing, but he's learning, albeit in his own yet weird way. Just the other day, you were on the couch watching Wall-E. He stared at the screen from over your shoulder, noticing the couple dance together before you switched the channel and Grease; Katsuki thinks that's what you called it, plays, and there's a diner scene where a couple shares a milkshake with two straws.

"Oi, human, what are you watching?" he barks softly.

 "Nothing really. It's just Grease," you shrug, looking back at the tall man before looking back at the screen. 

"What are they doing?"

"It's something couples do, Katsuki."

He never meant to crash into your backyard; it just happened. But if he got a do-over, he would do it all over again. He loved being with you, he loved talking with you, he grew to consider you a friend. A really good friend. You had taken care of him and nursed him back to health like a mother does their babe. Katsuki was grateful; he was beyond grateful. He just had problems showing it sometimes. There was no way the notoriously known Katsuki Bakugou would embarrass himself by bending over backward for a human of all species. So, he just kept acting like the way he consistently portrays himself, as a bit of an asshole. But today, he was going to make up for it. 

“Oi! Human!” 

“Katsuki… how many times do I have to tell you, my name is not ‘human’!” You slammed your hands down on the kitchen counter. Your eyebrows twitched in annoyance.

Currently, you were busy baking for work, pouring flour in the bowl, and stirring slightly. 

You were making a cake for your favorite co-worker since their birthday was coming up. It wasn’t a hassle. You were pretty experienced with baking and cooking, especially since Katsuki came around. You had to feed him somehow. The alien was a picky eater. So it took a while to master dishes that he actually liked. With the knowledge of creating multiple dishes, Katsuki’s newfound love for cooking and baking followed. 

“Okay fine, fine, Y/N.” He rolled his eyes.

“That’s more like it!” You chimed.

He strutted over and stood next to you, eyes narrowing at the ingredients on the counter as he brought his head down to rest on your shoulder. You could hear his soft grumbling and a faint purr right into your ear. 

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“Making a cake for a party. Izuku’s coming over to pick it up later.”

“Eugh, him….”

“I don’t see why you don’t like him. He’s a nice guy.”

“Well, personalities can often be deceiving.”

“Whatever! He’s nice, and I enjoy his friendship.”

“I don’t like the guy, but I do love your baking.” He crossed his arms over his chest. I can't believe I'm about to ask this. “Can I help?”

“Oh! Sure! Just promise not to use your… tendrils while baking?”

“Fine…” He grumbles. 

“Good! Now grab those ingredients over there! Gently! We don’t want a repeat of the last time you were in the kitchen.” 

“Shut up…”

“What’s that? You want me to bake the cake by myself and not let you have any?”

“Oi! No one said that!” He ran over to the corner you pointed in and grabbed all of the ingredients, bringing them over to you and placing them on the counter gently, as you instructed him.

“Thank you, now you can start mixing the butter and sugar while I measure out the other ingredients,” you instruct, reaching for the flour container.

Bakugou rolls his eyes and starts adding the ingredients, using the whisk to mix them together.

Making your way over, you steal a small amount of the mixture and place a dollop on Katsuki's nose and giggle. He looks between his nose before using his tongue to lick it off. Looking down at you, he glares playfully as you laugh giddily. 

Moving his hand, Katsuki takes a pinch of flour and blows it in your face before chuckling as you stop laughing and start making noises and shaking your head.

“Hey!” you sputter, trying to get the flour out of your mouth.

“You started it, pepper,” he chuckles.

He felt that familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach again. The butterflies fluttered and apparently reproduced in his gut. He stared at your smile, the joy in your eyes as you laughed at his antics. He couldn’t help as a small smile crept onto his face as his eyes made contact with the joy on your face. He felt… happy. He didn’t know what about, but he just felt happy until he realized he only felt these feelings with you. 

Others on his planet never saw him like this. Sure, he had a few friends who made him feel comfortable, but his feelings toward you were different. With you, he didn’t have to be stoic and strong; instead, he could just be himself. He felt like he could let his guard down around you and truly explore himself and what he has to offer. He was happy, but at the same time, he was afraid. 

Afraid to learn how to love, afraid that if he revealed these feelings, you would reject him and then send him back home as soon as the ship was done. He didn’t want to return home alone. He wanted to return home with you. His precious mate from another planet, and show you off to the others. Show how soft and kind and different you were. The females of his world would be jealous, but who cares? Not him. 

That’s when he realized…he wanted you as his. And he was going to get you. 

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the doorbell ring. He watched with a pang in his heart as the smile on your face fell instantly, and fear replaced it. You hadn’t had anyone over since Katsuki came crashing into your yard. You never really thought out a procedure for if someone were to come over. 

“Quick!” You whisper yelled. “Get in the back! Now!”

He nodded, hiding the sad look in his gaze as he sulked into the back of the house, listening to you open the door and greet some other human. 

“Izuku!” He heard you chime. Of course, it had to be him.

He clenched his fist, the rage in his belly burning the butterflies from earlier into dust. He got out of his hiding place and sneaked through the house, stopped behind a wall as he listened to you welcome Izuku inside the house, and ushered him into the living room on the couch. The same living room where you two sit close and watch old tv shows. The shows that help him learn about earth customs and let him get closer to you. He liked the time you two spent together. But that spot on the sofa was tainted now that Izuku was there. It needed to be cleansed.

“So, what brings you here?” You asked the green-haired man.

“Just wanted to see my favorite baker,” he teases before looking behind you, noticing the flour all over the cabinets. “What happened in the kitchen?”

“Oh! Uh-” You looked behind you, a slight sheen of sweat building as you thought of an excuse. “-I just had a small accident while carrying the batter, no big deal!”

“Right... well, how’s the cake coming along?”

“Pretty good. I was just making the icing and glaze,” you explain, looking back at the stove.

“That’s not the only thing that looks good,” Izuku chuckles, staring at you.

“What?”

“You heard me, sugar crumb.”

A loud yet low snarl is heard throughout the house as your stomach drops at the sound. Shit…

“Y/N? What was that? Did you get a dog or something?”

“M-Maybe it was a wolf or something?”

Izuku’s eyes widen into saucers as he stares behind you. “What the hell?!”

“What?” you ask, expecting to see your kitchen as you turn around, only to have your vision blocked by a buff man with spiky blonde hair. Actually, no, buff was an understatement when it came to him. You could call him herculean in stature, a God amongst men; you couldn't properly look at him. All of him was too grand to take in at one glance, your head tipped back, blinded by his prowess, the air was sucked from your lungs as you admired his jewel-colored eyes.

"Oi, who's this nerd, Y/N?" That was the first time he used your actual name. It felt weird hearing him call you that genuinely but it also felt nice.

“This is Izuku. I was telling you about him earlier,” you mumble sheepishly. When the hell did Katsuki become this fine ass man, good lord….”

“Um…Y/N, who’s this?” Izuku asks, looking back at you.

“I’m her new roommate. Who are you?”

Staring between the two, you could feel the tension rise just as quickly as the heat rushing to your cheeks. Katsuki looks like he’s gonna kill Izuku, and Izuku doesn’t look too happy either. Feeling a soft yet calloused hand grab yours, you turn towards them as the mossy-haired man takes your hand into his and smiles softly.

“Y/N, if you needed a roommate, you could’ve just asked to move in with me!” Izuku replies with cheerful condescendence.

Bakugou rolls his eyes, interrupting him with a low snarl. “Ah, but she didn’t. Therefore she doesn’t need you, runt.”

“Excuse me! Who the hell do you think you’re calling a runt?!” Izuku snaps, releasing your hand and standing up from the couch, glaring up at Bakugou.

“You, runt.”

“You two are not fighting in my house. Katsuki, stop being mean. Izuku, I’ll bring the cake to the party. Just go before you start something that we all know won’t end well…” you sigh, silently pleading with Izuku to leave.

“No,” Izuku grumbles.

“Wait, what?”

“I said no, Y/N.”

“Izuku, just leave. Please?”

Rolling his eyes, Izuku glares at Katsuki as he gets up from the couch to leave. Shoving him to the side with his shoulder, Katsuki grabs onto Izuku, slamming him into the nearby wall.

“What the fuck is your problem?” Izuku snarls, glaring up at Katsuki while struggling beneath his grip.

“You. You're the problem. You come in here and act all suave and high and mighty, but you're not.”

“You oversized ugly Pomeranian-looking bitch!” Izuku roared. "Get off of me!" Izuku's hand tightened as he curled it into a fist, punching Katsuki square in the nose.

Katsuki stumbled back a bit before chuckling darkly, hand shifting into its true form, raising over his head, ready to strike Izuku across the face only to stop as he sees you standing in front of the fearful green-haired man. 

"KATSUKI, STOP!” You shout, standing in front of Izuku as he stares at the man in front of you, eyes wide and trembling.

He looks down at you as you shield the other man. The blonde grimaced as he stared at your face. Your (e/c) orbs shimmering with unshed tears. Your hands slightly shook as they were raised in the air as you tried to stop him. You looked… frightened. Were you… scared of him? 

Katsuki’s hand lowered as he saw your brave yet trembling form before him. He shifted his hand back to normal and stomped away, probably back to your room, where he ended up making half of it into a nest. Sitting in the corner, he sulked quietly, facing away from the door. He crawled into his makeshift nest, his head landing softly on your pillow as he inhaled your scent surrounding him. It was comforting. He built his nest from things around your house that he liked, most of them including your clothes and pillows, as well as other belongings. He couldn’t get the look of fear on your face out of his mind. The memory burned into his brain as he snapped his eyes shut, squeezing them closed until tears started to form in the corner, and he saw static in the darkness. 

At the moment, he hated himself. He hated how his actions scared you and how you reacted when he was about to punt that green-haired fool. His hand raked through his hair as he rolled over and caught a glimpse of himself in the reflection of the window. He looked so…human. Deep down, he thought maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, being a human, living here with you, and pretending to be an average couple. But what he really wanted was to bring you home with him, show you the galaxy in his ship as you looked lovingly at him in his true form. 

He let out a loud sigh as he rolled onto his back. He clenched his fists at the thought of you driving that idiot home. The way you’d probably have to tuck him in as if he was a child. Hell, maybe if he asked for one, you’d even give him a loving forehead kiss. That thought made him facepalm, his hand making contact with his forehead. 

I’m a fool. I played right into that runt’s hands.

Translations:

Xaawuzs rad ftmf tqmxuzs imfqd mzp odqmy kag bgf az yq.

(Looking for that healing water and cream you put on me.)

U omz'f nqxuqhq U odmetqp yk etub uzfa tqd kmdp... itmf iagxp ftq aftqde emk nmow tayq ur ftqk wzqi U ime nquzs fmwqz omdq ar xuwq m otuxp nk eayq bgzk tgymz?

(I can't believe I crashed my ship into her yard... what would the others say back home if they knew I was being taken care of like a child by some puny human?)

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Caught

Kirei: Okay, this was supposed to be a short thirst, but once again my brain go nyoom and here we are. 2.3k words of nothing much pure filth.

Synopsis: Itachi has caught you in his tsukuyomi

Warnings: dubcon, fingering, oral (F &M receiving) threesome, spitroast, creampie, squirting

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Word count: 2.3k words

“Don’t look into his eyes!”

That was the last thing I heard Kakashi say before I immediately closed my eyes. Was this man, Uchiha Itachi, really that strong? He did break out of Kunerai’s genjutsu easily and his jutsu speeds were blindingly fast, my eyes couldn’t dream to keep up with it. That was the power of the sharingan when wielded by an Uchiha.

At the end of Itachi’s speech, I heard Kakashi’s knees hit the surface of the water we were standing on and I opened my eyes in reflex as I knelt down to catch him. “Kakashi!” I yelled out, my voice full of worry and concern. He was panting harshly and looked exhausted, more so when he uses his own sharingan eye.

“What did you do to him?” I snapped out, raising my head to glare at the blank-haired man.

Itachi arched a fine brow as the tomoe in his eyes spun slowly around his irises. “You wish to experience the same thing Hakate Kakashi just did?”

Before I could react or even close my eyes again, I found myself tied to a large bed, my arms and legs bound with ropes. I tried to flex to pull the rope loose, but to no avail. “What is this?” I questioned as I struggled to free myself. My body froze when the cold tip of a blade trailed along my side and I gasped at the feeling. Looking up, I saw Itachi standing over me, a sword in his hand.

“W-what is this place?” I asked in a panic when he pointed the blade at me again. I flinched as I thought he was going to stab me, but my eyes widened when he used the sharp edge to slice through my clothing.

Itachi’s eyes never left her face as he slices through her clothing. “Inside this tsukuyomi, for 72 hours, I will pleasure you.”

My mouth fell open at his words. He was going to do what? And for how long? I struggled a bit more to release myself from the ropes. I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, thinking that this was all a genjutsu ad that I could break free if I induced pain. But when I opened my eyes again, I was stil tied down to the bed. I jumped slightly when I felt Itachi’s slender fingers run up the length of my thigh, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

“Itachi!” I tried to yell, but my voice came out as more of a breathy plea.

He said nothing as he slid between those silky thighs of hers, staring intently at her cunt. Using his thumbs, Itachi spread her lips, watching the glistening strings of arousal drip over her twitching hole. “So wet and I haven’t even touched you yet. How cute.”

I wriggled against my restraints, “Please?” I whined out, feeling him play with my pussy with just the tips of his fingers and tongue.  I let out a gasp when he placed my thighs over his shoulders before diving into the folds of my cunt. My hands clawed at the ropes binding me to the bed. “Fuck!”

He swirled his tongue over her puffy clit before sucking it into his mouth. His thumbs kept her pussy lips spread as he devoured her, drinking up any slick that leaked from her quivering hole. She tasted so sweet on his tongue and Itachi couldn’t wait to spend the next 72 hours between her beautiful thighs. He pushed two fingers into her drenched center, the lewd, wet squelching sounds it made echoing like music in his ears.

My back arched off the bed when he suddenly filled my needy cunt with his long slender fingers. “I-Itachi!” I breathed out, wishing that my hands were free so that I could tangle them in his long dark hair. My mouth dropped into a silent scream when he fucked me on his fingers, rubbing against the sweet, gummy spot deep inside my folds.

“Oh, god!” I screamed out when he swapped his fingers and tongue. He did slow tight circles over my swollen clit as his tongue fucked my twitching hole. I pulled at my binding again as tears began to burn at my waterline, the pleasure starting to become too much. “Please? Please? I need...”

What did I need from this rouge ninja? 

Itachi looked up at her teary face as his curled his tongue inside her clenched pussy as he thumbed her sticky clit. “Look at me. Look me in the eye as I pleasure you.” He continued to lap at her folds as her wet eyes locked with his at his demand. Itachi made a show of slurping at her pussy and rubbing her clit even faster. 

A chuckle vibrated in his chest at the loud cries she gave, pleading for him but she never broke eye contact with him. Even when he swapped his mouth and fingers again, fucking her at a pace with his digits that her tits bounced from the impact. He sucked on her swollen clit, flicking it with his tongue.

I threw my head back into the mattress, breaking eye contact with Itachi as I felt my thighs begin to tremble, the knots in my lower belly growing tighter. My walls began to spasm around his fingers as he worked my first orgasm out of me. Then suddenly I felt so empty and cold as he withdrew his fingers from inside me, his tongue stopping its movements. I was right there at the edge! “Why did you...” I trailed off as I lifted my head. I gasped when I looked down into his stern red eyes, black tomoe spinning quickly around his irises.

“I said to look at me. If you want to cum you will listen to me, Jounin.” His voice was cold as he glared up at her. “Your body is at my mercy. The pleasure you feel is real.” He circles two fingers over her sticky hole, collecting some of her slick on the tips. “Or would...”

“You rather I stuff this pretty mouth too.”

My eyes widened when a shadow clone appeared over on my left side, stroking his long thick cock. “I–” my mouth went dry as I eyed his shaft. It was so pretty to look at with a thich pink mushroomed head and had a long vein that throbbed on the underside. It hurt to swallow.  I forced myself to look away from his impressive dick and locked gazes with the Itachi between my legs. “I’m sorry. I won’t look away again.”

I knew there was no way I could handle two of him when just one was making me lose my mind with just his mouth and fingers. I tried to keep my eyes on Itachi as he went back to sucking on my clit, his fingers already trying to dig my orgasm out of me. But the slick sounds of the shadow cone next to me stroking his cock made it difficult.

I was so tempted to look over at the Itachi jacking off next to me, but knew if I broke eye contect with the one between my thighs again, he’d deny me again. And I was so close I could almost taste it. My walls were spamsing around his slender fingers as his tongue flicked circles over my puffy, swollen nub. “Ah~, Itachi!” I moaned out, back arching as my knot in my belly snapped.

Itachi felt her cum hard around his fingers as he stared into her eyes, watching the tears of sheer pleasure fall down her cheeks. But he did not stop, Itchi kept pushing his long, slender digits into her sticky, drenched cunt. He moved his tongue back to the slick covering nub and teased it with slow licks. A smirk tugged at his lips as he felt her body jolt, legs trying to thrash about as he began to overstim her nerves.

The shadow cloak stroked his cock, waiting impaitently for her to look away again so that he could join in. That was the command he was given when he was spawned. His length felt heavy in his palms as precu drooled from the tip and pooled on the bed next to her head. His body was humming with need. She just had to look away for an instant.  Then it happened, her eyes slid closed from the intense pleasure.

I tried. I realy did try to maintain eye contact with Itachi, But when his teeth grazed over my clit as his fingers curled and pressed agasnt the sweet spot with my gummy walls, it made me cream on his fingers. The intense pleasure washing over me and causing my eyes to screw shut as my back arched off the bed once more. My sensitive nub throbbing from the over stimulation. “Ah! Fuck, Itachi~” 

Itachi pulled away, his chin shiny from her juices. “I told you not to loook away.” He nodded at his shadow clone who quickly grabbed her by the neck, the rope loosening just enough for him to spin her around on her hands and knees. Pulling down his pants, Itachi freed his cock and tapped the tip against her slick entrance. 

“Now, I’m going to fill this pretty mouth and pussy at the same time.” The shadow clone said as he grabbed her chin, hooking his thumb into her mouth to open it. He eagerly slid his thick length past her parted lips, tossing his head back in a groan at the feeling of her warm tongue sliding along the thick vein on the underside.

Itachi rubbed the head of his cock through her slick folds before slowly pushing inside her dripping hole. He hissed at the tight feeling of her clamping down on his length. “Such a tight...” he growled, pushing more of him inside. “Cute little cunt.” He pressed his hand against her back to make her arch for him.

I let out a moan around the cock in my mouth as the shadow clade slowly began to fuck my face, his hands gripping my shoulders to push and pul me on his length, but also rocking me back and forth on Itachi’s thick cock streaching my inner walls. Whimpering when they both picked up in speed, fucking into me that brought tears to my eyes. It was too much. I couldn’t handle two of him.

But I couldn’t do anything except take it. The cock stuffed in my mouth kept me from speaking while the one deep in my dripping cunt stole my breath with each thrust. I felt a knot of heat forming in the pit of my belly and let out a low moan when one of Itachi’s hands moved from my hip to between my thighs as his chest touched my back as she hovered over me.

“Cum. Cum for me, Young Jounin.'' Itachi growled as he rubbed fast circles over her sensitve, swollen clit. His balls slapped against her wet cunt as he snapped his hips into her at a brutally fast pace. The loud squelching sounds echoed through the domain as he fucked into her. His red eyes were locked on the way the flesh of her ass jiggled as it smacked agaisnt his pelvis.

The shadow clone threw its head back as her lips stretched to take him in fully, her throat expanding as his cock slid deeper inside as his balls hit her chin gently. The feeling of her soft tongue sliding over his length as drool seeped out. A growl left him as he took hold of her hair, ponytailing it in his hands to have better control over the pace of his thrusts. The clone could feel his abs beginning to tighten as his high was nearing.

My thighs began to tremble as hot tears fell down my cheeks and onto the sheets of the bed. Itachi’s fingers danced over my swollen clit as he fucked into me relentlessly. I gagged a bit around the cock down my throat as I tried to cry out as I felt the hot balled up knot in the pit of my stomach snap. I whimpered as I felt myself cum and cream around him so hard, I squirted. The hot liquid dripped down the back of my thighs as my arms threatened to give out.

Itachi wrapped his arm around her middle to keep her in position as he continuousl slammed his hips into hers. “Good girl. Do you want me to fill you up? Want the enemy to cum inside this tight little pussy of yours?” He smirked when her muffled cry reached his ears. “Was that a yes, Young Jounin? Well if you insist.”

He could feel his abs tense as his heavy balls drew up. Itachi’s precise thrusts became sloppier as he felt his end nearing. His nails dug into her fleshy hips as he pounded into her messy cunt. “Don’t waste a single drop. And thank me for giving you this pleasure.” Thrusting into her one last time until his hot, sticky cum paints her insides white.

The shadow clone gave a few more thrust before he shot his sticky mess down her throat. “Sorry for the lack of warning.” He said panting a bit as he pulled on her har to press her nose flush against his pelvis to make sure she swallowed every last drop.

I closed my eyes, submittin to Itachi, but when I opened them again, I was back into my original position, the rogue ninja standing over me with his sword in hand. “W-what?” I said, pullig at my restraints. Wasn’t I just being fucked so thoroughly by him and a shadow clone? “What’s going on?”

Itachi lowered the sword, catching the end of her clothing before slicing upward. “Only 71 hours 59 minutes and 59 seconds left.”

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can’t resist

Word count: 1,151 - closer to a drabble Content and warnings: Nakahara Chuuya x reader smut, reader is fembodied, canonverse, chuuya eats you out whilst you’re still asleep and you just start to wake up before you come, somnophilia, possible dubcon but just in case, established relationship, you/reader gets handcuffed to the top of the bed in the middle, not proof read, find it on ao3 here Networks: @http-404-error-unknown , @planetonet

Early morning plans and stakeouts for the Port Mafia made it hard for Chuuya to leave his bed, especially when he wakes up with you tangled in his arms. As he gets dressed and puts on his gloves, he looks back one more time at the sight of you against the soft sky.

With the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, he can’t help as if it’s almost as if he’s looking at an angel in the clouds. The sun is barely coming up, the sky just beginning to change color. Before he picks up his coat and hat, he looks at you lovingly, near hungrily, half out of the blanket, in just a cottony t-shirt and underwear –

And he just can’t help himself.  

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Looks like you found us, you’ve got some skills huh? Alright, alright no need to brag. @ventini​ and @goreist​ already noticed you. You found the back door, but you’re not quite in yet. Think you can make it?

Well, lets see what you’re made of.  

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trust in me

Pairing: Megumi x Reader (fem bodied)

wc: ~7.2

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, smut (fluffy smut)

cw: porn with feelings, anxiety, finger sucking, unprotected vaginal sex, oral (f. receiving), handjob (m. receiving), cockwarming, creampie, slight overstimulation, edging, hickies, biting, little bit of pain play, aftercare, praise kink, contraceptives referenced, condoms referenced, lube, pov switch at end, please let me know if I missed something

After having sex for the first time with megumi, you both face the day after, and everything that comes with it…

a/n: hello !! this is my submission for @spacelabrathor​ and @titan-fodder​‘s  Better than Fiction collab, thank you for hosting this! a longer note from me at the end♡ also yes this is named after that etta james song

All characters are +21. Minors don’t interact.

part I  ⎸  part II  ⎸  masterlist  ⎸  [ao3]

Warm affectionate fingers steadily glide along the back of your neck. Sharp, fresh, and sweet cedar mixes with a hint of slightly sour stale sweat. It fills your nostrils sinking deep into your lungs radiating comfort, calm, and contentment.

Tepid memories trickle in. They gather themselves for examination, lethargic in their line up: his lean weight settling on your chest; the press of pliant lips against your neck; fingers weaving through his hair; the tickle of eyelashes against your cheek. They simmer, awaking your inert limbs. You conduct a cursory inventory: hips achy, muscles stiff, mouth dry, and skin slightly sticky from sweat.

Muffled chirping of birds sing out. They conjoin with the chatter of your neighbor and the tumble of your upstairs neighbor’s dryer. The moment stretches like a string of molasses, suspended in its slow and steady drip. Each brush of his fingers coax you awake. Your eyes open to focus on the slope of moonstone-white skin in the shining late morning light. A sleep-addled smile manifests.

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𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐎.

† ; warnings for angst, blood (implied), death (implied; references to eating of human flesh). aged up characters.

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Se ha ido tu pureza,

ya no sé quién eres

diablo.

"I don't even know you anymore..."

the pain strikes her heart and wets her eyes, a cascade of tears streaming down her cheeks, symbol of pain and fear. in front of her, el diablo; panting, the drool drips down the corners of his mouth. his eyes, a different tint of red, bloodshot and wide, staring right back at her. the glimpse of absolute starvation, but not an ounce of struggle is present in his feral, apathic gaze. those eerie eyes of his strip the flesh from her, his tongue runs over his lips in anticipation of the sweet taste of meat and blood.

the bullet of god has played in the roulette and struck the one that pained the most. her tanjiro, once pure, once pure sunshine, had been consumed by darkness, the cells of evil merging with his own, tainting his light, coating him in a darkness that looked just like a tunnel with no light at the end.

a step forward he takes, and she responds by taking a step back. her feet quiver as they don't even rely on the floor underneath them. she once knew him. he was the one whom she trusted the most.

"you have to fight it, this is not who you are," she takes back her previous statement, the harsh judgement she had laid upon him at the beginning. now a step closer, so dangerously closer to death, one tends to cling onto life, searching for any little hope, wishing that, somehow, a miracle happens.

to be honest, she wished this was all a nightmare. her fear coated eyes blink repeatedly without tearing their focus on the oniric creature, once known as her lover, only to find out the horrible truth that is reality imprinted in that hungry, primal gaze.

he is far gone. oh, so far gone.

his smile, his sincere smile was the one which she had fallen in love with. but now it was crooked, tainted, eerie.

she was right at the beginning, she didn't even know tanjiro anymore. his purity had left his body. he used to tell her that, like her, there was no one. that she shone like the moon.

but now she just looked like any other prey that had perished in those now bloody teeth of his.

ya no sé ni quién eres, diablo.

2022 © 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎. — all rights reserved. do not repost, copy, or recommend on any platform. plagiarism will not be tolerated. you must be 18 or older to interact with this piece or with me.

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let us love each other until the end.

pairing inumaki toge x gn reader

word count 11,219

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TAGS JJK SPOILERS! (this is my own spin on what happens to inumaki after shibuya arc, but there are major spoilers with regards to that arc, inumaki, and events that happen after that arc), non-sexual nudity, aged-up characters (it’s entirely sfw, but i have specified that the characters are graduates, so they’re 21+ in my mind), (emotional) hurt/comfort, angst that is resolved, codependency because they are both Going Through It (reader has a raging saviour and inferiority complex. inumaki is a mess because of spoiler reasons) but they heal! somewhat! friends to lovers.

minors (under 18), ageless, and blank blogs are fine to interact with this fic, but please don’t follow me or you will be blocked.

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Morning arrives softly with the first rays of sunlight spilling through open curtains, soaking your room in its honeyed warmth. Everything in its reach — yesterday’s clothes sprawled across the tv stand, the half-empty bottles atop them, the man lying just a side table’s width away from you — is swathed in its Midas touch, drowsing in gold, waiting patiently for a kinder hand to break the spell.

A breeze drifts through the window as you rub your eyes awake. It’s a tad too mean for the moment, softened by the chirpy trills that accompany it, the faint beat of wings as birds soar past. You see Inumaki scratch his cheek before turning around, nestling further beneath his blanket.

A few more minutes of rest won’t hurt him, you decide, walking to the bathroom rather than to his side.

There’s only one more roll of toilet paper left and his mouthwash has just a few drops in it. You add both to this week’s shopping list as you brush your teeth, grimacing at the dark circles beneath your eyes. The water is too cold on your face, but it serves as a decent wake-up call, taking the last few dredges of sleep down the drain with it. Before you leave, you pop open the toothpaste, squeeze a dollop onto Inumaki’s brush, and leave it to balance on the brush holder like you always do. By the time you return, he’s turned around again and a pout curls at his lips.

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Alien Bakugou

Warnings: language, typical bakugou behavior just a little more feral

WC: 1172

Your widened eyes scanned over the figure, from head to toe. He was taller than you, much taller than you. Had to be a good 8 ft, maybe even a little more. What caught your attention were its eyes. Its irises were blood red, while its sclera was pitch black. They were the colors of nightmares and war. Despite the dark association, you couldn’t help but think they were beautiful. Surrounding its eyes was a lighter shade of black, not gray per se but more of a licorice black. The color outlined its face like a mask, filling in its area. Your eyes moved to the side. With this angle, you could see part of its back, and oh boy, were you not prepared to see it. Trailing along its back were spines. The spikes were multicolored, black with tips of red on them. They weren’t really long, but they were sharp as if one placement of your finger would cut you and cause blood to pool. Your eyes squinted as you took notice of a bright light behind him that was pulsating, going in and out as it looked like it was flickering. You could see chunks of some type of metal from the light radiating from it. Was that a… spaceship? You gulped nervously.

Your face pales as the figure is standing right in front of you, gripping the bat, mid-swing, to the point where it caves in on itself. “What. The. Fuck,” you think to yourself.

The figure growls at you, gripping the bat and snapping it in half with its bare hands, and glares harshly. That… That bat was made of metal...

“Itmf uz ftq mrfqdxurq ue idazs iuft kag, dumbass! Kag bgzk tgymz! Itmf ymwqe kag ftuzw kag omz fmwq yq paiz, tgt?!” it growls.

You wince at the foreign syllables harshly leaving its mouth as it yells at you, threatening you in its native tongue. Its growls and scolding words make you flinch where you stand. Through its verbal assault, you were able to recognize one word. A word that sets your mind ablaze. Glaring at him, you shoved what was left of the bat in its chest, lunging at it using a speed unknown to you. With the heat of a dozen disappointments and the fresh embarrassment of disrespected backing you, your words sharply left your mouth. “I don’t know who the hell- no. I don't know what the hell you think you are, but I do know good and damn well that you have no right to speak to me that way or call me a fucking dumbass!”

The creature growls at you opening its mouth before grunting softly and moving away from you to sit down against a tree.

Staring at it in anger and wonder, you notice it gripping its side. ‘Oh, shit, they’re hurt,’ you think, slightly feeling bad for them. ‘I can’t just leave them out here.’ Attempting to reach towards their wound, you flinch as he snaps at you. “Hey! Do you want me to help you or not?”

Katsuki glares at you as you walk away. “Bgzk tgymz. U paz'f zqqp tqd tqxb. U'xx nq ruzq az yk a— Rgow, ftue tgdfe…”

You sigh in annoyance as you make your way up the stairs to your bedroom, the floorboards creaking underneath you with every step. You should probably get that fixed sometime soon. As soon as you enter your room, you're crawling under your bed, grabbing the first aid kit. Off in the distance, you hear the creaking of your floorboards coming from the stairs- wait, what? Your brows furrowed in confusion as you analyzed the noise in your head. What possibly could that be? Your thoughts are interrupted as you feel a strong hand grab your ankle, pulling you out from under your bed as you clutched onto the first aid kit for dear life. Quickly, you flip over onto your back and send your feet flying into whoever grabbed you's direction. Your eyes widen, and you immediately stop as two hands grab your ankles, and you hear the familiar foreign language. “Oops. My bad..."

“Itmf mdq kag pauzs, tgymz?” it snarls.

“W-What are you doing here?! Your wounds! You need to sit down!”

"Shut up. Xagp. Faa xagp." (Loud. Too loud.)

You sighed and rolled your eyes, close to getting fed up with this… thing’s nonsense. How the hell did this happen? You had no idea. All you knew was that you had to help in the best way you could because that’s what you were raised to do, to always help others in need and to be there for loved ones. Unfortunately for you, you were raised to be a good person, and now that’s being put to the test by this creature landing in your backyard.

"Okay, listen, we're in my house, so you're either gonna behave your gigantic self, or you can sleep outside and let the government find and experiment on you. Your choice."

Bakugou huffs softly before sitting down in front of you. Opening the first aid kit, you grab gauze, cloth, and a travel-sized bottle of rubbing alcohol.

Reaching out to touch its wounds, you roll your eyes as it growls and chitters softly as a warning. “Oh shut up, ya big baby,” she huffs.

Tending to its wounds, you manage to stop the bleeding and clean him up. Pulling away, you sigh softly as you finish. “There we go. Alright, you can rest down he—Where’d he go….”

Shrugging, you make your way to your room and gasp as you open the door to see its hulking mass lying on your bed. “What the—! Hey! That's where I sleep! I said you sleep on the couch, not me!”

"Zaf mzkyadq, tgymz, fdk yahuzs yq ur kag imzf. Uf'e zaf sazzm tmbbqz."

“I can’t understand you….”

“Ftue ue yk zqef! Sqf kagd aiz.”

“If this… I’m not having no Walmart bargain bin, E.T-lookin’ wannabe steal my bed! Get out!”

“Za.”

“You’re an asshole,” you grumble, yanking your blanket off the bed and going downstairs to sleep on the couch.

Your eye twitched as you watched the creature’s face morph into a snarky look, its lips pulling back into a smile as he circled on your blankets before laying down, its garnet-red eyes closing as he dozed off into a peaceful dream.

You let out a deep groan as you made your way over to the couch, the soft chocolate cushions inviting you in as your face planted into the sofa, sinking slightly as you turned onto your side. You preferred to use the couch specifically for tv watching, but that'll have to do. Luckily, you picked out a comfortable sofa so sleeping on it was no problem.

You closed your eyes, and you decided to get some sleep of your own, the darkness eventually turning into your own dream.

You had no idea what you were going to do in the morning when you and the unknown creature woke up.

Translations:

Itmf uz ftq mrfqdxurq ue idazs iuft kag, dumbass! Kag bgzk tgymz! Itmf ymwqe kag ftuzw kag omz fmwq yq paiz, tgt?!= What in the afterlife is wrong with you, dumbass! You puny human! What makes you think you can take me down, huh?!

Bgzk tgymz. U paz'f zqqp tqd tqxb. U'xx nq ruzq az yk a— Rgow, ftue tgdfe… = Puny human. I don’t need her help. I’ll be fine on my o-Fuck this hurts…

Itmf mdq kag pauzs, tgymz? = What are you doing, human?

Xagp. Faa xagp. = Loud. Too loud.

Zaf mzkyadq, tgymz, fdk yahuzs yq ur kag imzf. Uf'e zaf sazzm tmbbqz. = Not anymore, human, try moving me if you want. It's not gonna happen.

Ftue ue yk zqef! Sqf kagd aiz. = This is my nest! Get your own.

Za = No

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candlelight

Word count: 2288 Content and warnings: Eren x Reader smut, reader is fembodied, canonverse, when Eren is in prison being held by Paradis, you’re the only scout standing post at his cell overnight, he fingers you through the bars, everyone calls you Roses but Eren calls you sweetheart, plot what plot / porn without plot,   Notes: not proof read, excerpt below, ao3 link here Networks: @http-404-error-unknown , @planetonet

“You’re real sexy, you know,” he brings his hand over one breast, squeezing it in his large hand. He moves the cup down slightly to reveal your nipple to him, rolling it between his finger and thumb, making you gasp and arch into him.

“Can’t believe they let a pretty thing like you guard me here, all alone,” he pinches your nipple. 

You hope the statement is rhetorical as his hand descends down your stomach to the button of your pants, unbuttoning them and sliding the zipper down slowly. You swallow, you want him to touch you and you don’t, because he’s about to know just how embarrassingly wet you are from a few simple touches.

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Anon Request: couch tomioka fucking you behind the bleachers

Inspired heavily by this post! Also I'm so sorry Nonnie for the long wait! I hope you still see this!

Warnings: smut, rough sex, semi-public sex (he fucks you behind the bleachers), creampie, finger sucking, fem!reader, dirty talk.

The Itachi version is being worked on and should be posted either later tonight or tomorrow!

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Word count: 761

You knew better than to tease your co-worker and boyfriend, Giyuu Tomioka, while he was presenting in front of the class he was teaching. Walking in wearing that short littlel skirt that always drove him insane with need and lust for you. You could feel his darkened eyes follow your every movement as you walked to take a seat on the bleachers.

You never expected for him to finish his speech early and send the students scattering before he swiftly came upon you. His large hand wrapped around your wrist and yanked you up from your seat. Your heels clicked softly on the sidewalk as he took you behind the bleachers. “Gi–” Your words were cut off by his tongue as he grabbed you by the back of your neck and pulled you in for a searing kiss.

Giyuu placed the palm of your hand against the front of his pants, rubbing it over the hard length of his cock. “See what you did?” He growled against your lips as the fingers of his other hand slid up under your skirt to tease the front of your panties. “You knew better than to wear this skirt to work.” He hissed.

You let out a sob when his fingers pushed the thin strip of material to the side and teased at the little nerve hidden between your thighs. You went to grab his wrist to stop the tortuous feeling, but Giyuu easily turned you around so that your back was to his chest as he held your arms behind you. “Giyuu I-” Your words were muffled as the hand that was circled your clit covered your mouth.

“Stay quiet.” He unbuckled the belt that held his pants up and slid them along with his boxers down to his thighs, the heavy weight of his cock resting against the curve of your ass. “Unless you want the students to hear me fucking you.” Tugging your underwear to the side once more, Giyuu slid inside your warm, awaiting hole. He grunted at the feeling of your walls immediately clamping down on his as he muffled your loud whines with his hand.

A choked sob left your throat as your boyfriend picked up the speed of his hips, pounding into you and left you screaming behind his hand. You gasped when he growled in your ear before three of his fingers pressed on your lips, forcing them to part so they could slide inside as his hips moved even faster as his pulled you back onto his cock.

“I thought I said to stay quiet.” Giyuu grunted as he fucked into you even harder. “Such a dumb little cocksleeve. Can’t even follow one simple order.” The pads of his fingers pressed down on your tongue as you greedily sucked on them. “I’ll just have to keep fucking you until you learn.”

A needy whine left you as the slick sounds of your coupling echoed in your ears. You could do nothing except stand there and take each powerful thrust of his hips. The hand that held your hands behind your back, pushed down on your spine, forcing you to bend over. You let out a sob-like moan around his fingers as the new position allowed him to reach an even deeper part of you.

A shudder went down Giyuu’s spine as your squeezed down on his cock. “That’s it. Be a good little slut and cream on this cock, baby.” He groaned, feeling your walls flutter and quiver around his length. “Do it and I’ll fill this pretty little pussy up with so much of my cum it’ll drip down your thighs.”

Giyuu’s filthy words made you clenched even tighter around him as you moved your hips back against his, his fingers still pushing down on your tongue and made drool seep out of the corners of your mouth. You felt your body begin to shake as your orgasm rocked through you, coming hard on your lover’s dick. Your needy, fucked-out sobs were muffled by the fingers in your mouth.

Your lover groaned at the feeling of your cum coating his cock, leaving pretty rings of white around his girth. “Fuck, gonna fill you up so fucking good.” Giyuu growled as his hips sped up once more until his seed was spilling over into your warm, welcoming cunt. He shushed you when you let out a loud muffled squeal when his tip kissed at our cervix as he continued to fuck your through both of your highs, “Shush or you must want to get caught.”

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Happy Little Accidents (Eren x Reader x Reiner Smut)

WC: 1.7k

CW: Reader had a pussy, Reader is referred to with he/him pronouns, breeding kink, creampie, pregnancy kink (if you squint), Dom!Reiner, Switch!Reader, Sub!Eren, exhibitionism

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Eren “suffers” every night hearing you and your boyfriend/ his roommate Reiner have sex, but one faithful night, his nightmare might become a daydream.

Bang Bang Bang

Another sleepless night for Eren as the steel headboard of his roommate slams against the wall, shaking the precarious items on the shelves above him.

“Yes! Right there~ R-Reiner harder!”

Eren bit back a groan at your voice, cock twitching at the sound of you panting and whining. The loud slaps of Reiners balls against your skin fill Erens ears, and his mind swirls with what you must look like. Brown skin covered in sweat and marks as your boyfriend's large hands grip your plush sides. Eren's nails tear his sheets, the sounds of your wet pussy gushing around Reiners cock fill his ears. Cock hard and straining against his sweats as his roommate's gruff voice mixes with your growing moans.

“That’s a good boy, take my cock, fucking take my cock you tease,”

That’s right, you were being a brat today.

What was it you wore?

Those fucking cat ears.

You looked so dumb in those things, but you had to push it, putting on the shortest fucking skirt you had and some thigh highs. “Fuck… begrudged Eren pulls out his cock, gripping the base with a hiss. Soft, brown skin bulges over the tight cotton and when you bent over he could see the soft fur of your tail plug against your ass. Gritting his teeth at how you looked back at him with a smirk, you always did this but he didn’t complain, he never wanted to look away from you. Reiner never seemed to care what you wore around the apartment, but Eren did notice the look in his eye when you walked by.

Pumping his cock in tandem with the banging of the headboard, Eren held his shirt in his teeth, thinking about how Reiner’s hands would look around your neck. You were so tiny compared to him. Saccharine sweet and soft as silk. Dimpled smiles and round cheeks, stretch marks decorating your skin like stars. Your laugh filled a room and your voice drew him in with every second. Sunflower, Reiner calls you, and Eren agrees. You were a delicate flower.

Eren wanted to break you.

“H-honey, slow down~ You could wake up Eren~” you moaned and Eren pumped faster, eyes growing hazy as he heard you moan his name. He felt a pang of guilt, you were his roommate's boyfriend and here he was jerking off to a close mome-

“Shut up. I know you wanna suck his fucking cock~ I know how you look at him,”

“Like you don’t stare at his fucking ass~”

Eren’s mind runs with your words, imagining himself in your place, bent in half and fucked into the bed. Reiners an absolute unit compared to Eren, how small would he feel under his weight?

Eren’s whines, his moans grow, his mind reels with thoughts of being sandwiched between the two of you, feeling your cocks stretch him. Your sweet voice in his ear praising him as Reiner degrades him, your soft chest and stomach pressing against his back while your hands run up and down his torso.

“Fuck!” Eren yells, hips buck into the air as his cums lands on his chest and abs.

Silence

Then he hears running footsteps and suddenly-

“Eren! Is everything ok!” You and Reiner burst through the door, half naked with hastily thrown on clothes. You donning one of Reiners shirts, and Reiner in only boxers.

Silence

You and Reiner stare at Eren, faces painted with a mixture he could not name. But your eyes are hazy and you lick your lips at the sight, “I told you we would wake him, Reiner,” voice laced in faux concern. Eren’s eyes grow wide as you walk over, petting his hair back from his sweat drenched forehead. “Poor little one, did we wake you~,” you ask, sitting on the bed.

Eren moans softly at the feeling of your skin against his, “N-no…”

“He listens all the time,” Reiner says with a smirk, closing the door behind him.

Eren's face burns, your fingers trial down his face, tilting him towards you. “Not my Eren, he’s a good boy? Right?” You climb on top of him, eyes trailing up his sweat covered body. Grabbing your hips Reiner moves you against Eren, hooking his chin over your shoulder to watch the man below. “Doesn’t he look pretty, darling?”Reiner coos at Eren, whose eyes can’t look away from how his cock looks between your lips. Mesmerized by how easy he could slip his cock inside you, to feel what Reiner is so lucky to feel every night. “So…so pretty…” Eren mumbles as his fingers twitch, itching to grip your thighs.

“What about me, Yeager?,”

“You’re both gorgeous, sir”

The room goes quiet and you don’t stop the smile and giggles of joy that leave you. Leaning down you kiss Eren, holding his cheeks in your soft hands, “I knew you liked us, my Eren, you fucking tsundere.”

Eren sits up quickly, knocking your giggling form off of him and into Reiner’s arms, “I never said that!”

“Eren, we know you’ve been jerking off to us every night~ You’re terrible at being quiet,” you tease, kissing his neck gently as Eren gently rubs your thighs.

“You’re one to talk,” Reiner retorts, kissing the back of your neck before sitting you up, lifting your shirt up to expose your breast. Eren watches, enthralled at how Reiner’s hands look exploring your brown skin. Large, calloused palms grope your sides and stomach, “Reiner~ Don’t tease him, or me,” you whine.

The head of Eren’s cock presses against your entrance, your essence dripping down the sides of his shaft and his balls. “Do you want to fuck us, Eren?”, you purr trailing a manicured hand up his abs.

“Absolutely,” Eren groans.

You smile and drop your hips.

The room fills with a symphony of moans as you adjust to his size, he wasn’t as long as Reiner but just as thick, “Ooooh~ he’s really in there isn’t he baby,”Reiner mumbles as he holds you steady, fingers digging into the fat of your hips. In control of your pace, both you and Eren whimper under him, desperately trying to keep your cool. “H-he’s so fucking big,” you slur and lean against his chest, watching Eren’s face twist in pleasure with glee.

Suddenly Eren shoots up, wrapping his arms around your middle as he grinds his cock deeper. “He’s so tight, so f-ucking warm, fuckin’ lucky bastard,” Eren mumbles, burrying his face in your chest. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, petting his hair back with a smile, “You sound just like Reiner when it was our first time~.”

Reiner chuckles, pulling down his boxers as he positions himself behind you, “Keep it up, prince,” he warns. You turn to him with a smirk, grinding against his cock with your ass, “What’re you gonna do about it?”

Reiner smiles at your teasing,“Eren.”

“Yes,sir?”

“Let go.”

Green eyes widen and suddenly your on your back, thighs pressed against your chest as Eren’s thick cock steadily fucks against your womb. The air is knocked from your lungs and you try to hold back a squeal as Eren's calloused thumb rubs your clit. “You’re so handsome, so beautiful, always wanted you,” he pants, hair falling from his bun and brushing against your burning cheeks.

You tried to respond, but nothing could escape, with every thrust your mind grows hazy. Losing yourself in his eyes as you don’t notice the large form behind him. “Reiner~” you moan and Eren squeaks. Cool, slicked fingers graze his entrance, gently pressing into him, “Nghh!” Eren groans, bucking into you harshly.

“Easy puppy, don’t wanna hurt our little prince,” Reiner muses as he gently sinks a finger into Eren, kissing the man's shoulders as Eren gently thrusts into you, pushing back against Reiner. Regaining your composure you hold Eren’s face, kissing his lips gently, “Doesn’t his fingers feel good~ They always hit the right spot~”

Eren moans loudly, arms giving out as he cums deep inside your cunt. You groan, pulling his hair as you tighten your legs around his waist, “Reiner…holy shit he cums so much~”

Your boyfriend chuckles at your whimpers, rubbing Eren’s sweet spot with a smile, “You love it don’t you, my muses?” Continuing his ministrations his cock throbs at the sinful symphony of you and Eren fill the room.

Pulling back the two of you protest, but a firm hand holds you down and Reiners thick cock pressed against Eren, leaning down he whispers, “You two have had your fun, now, it's my turn.”

Erens cock stirs inside you as Reiner thrusts into him, using him to fuck his cum out of you, causing your back to arch off the bed.

Reiner relents, deep grunts mixing with your airy moans, Eren feels like he’s in heaven between the two of you. He can’t decide which he feels more, your tight cunt wrapped around his cock, soft and addictingly sweet. Or Reiners cock, deliciously thick, with a prominent vein rubbing against his sweet spot.

Holding Eren’s face you wipe away escaping tears and kiss his nose, “How’re you f-eeling, my puppy?” Reiner kisses his neck, “Still with us, puppy?”

Eren whines, eyes crossing as he holds onto you, laying his head on your chest, “So good, so good, holy shit I fu-ck!” The bedframe slams against the wall as Reiner speeds up, pulling him away from you; he crashes their lips together, hungry for Eren’s taste. Pulling back

“I’m gonna fucking breed you both, holy shit you’re so fucking tight, both so fucking tight,” Reiner moans and Eren finds the strength to grip your hips, holding you against the bed as Reiner fucks into him. With a smile Reiner kisses Eren’s cheek, hooking his chin on his shoulder, “Good boy, help me get you pregnant, you’ll both look so pretty all round with my kids,”

You pull Eren to you, kissing him as you grip his arms, nails digging into him. You clench around Eren, milking his poor cock as Reiner slams him into your womb, filling the both of you.

“H-holy shit, that was perfect~” you sigh and Reiner kisses you gently before you both pepper Eren’s face with soft pecks. Showering him in praise as the three of you recover from your high. “You did so good, puppy,”

“We’re so proud of you!”

As Reiner sits up he gazes lovingly at the marks that litter the both of you, helping Eren settle in your arms, weirdly happy that your plan actually worked.

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and then, there was light

Pairing: Megumi x Reader (fem bodied)

wc: ~4.1k

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, smut

cw: cussing, unprotected vaginal sex, edging, teasing, brief oral (male receiving), slight dacryphilia, slight overstimulation, creampie, aftercare, praise kink, a touch of cockwarming, a hint of finger sucking hehe, please let me know if I missed something

you miss megumi… a lot. he comes back in the dead of night, and when you wake its clear he has an agenda; this is part two of “pointed, poignant kisses” but can absolutely be read as a standalone

a/n: ah this is the longest piece i’ve written !!! i might go back and do some light editing, but who knows🤪 also this is a part of @fuwushiguro​’s and @katsupeach​’s capricorn collab thanks so much for doing this and letting me indulge for my fav anime capricorn💕

All characters are +21. Minors don’t interact.

part I  ⎸  masterlist  ⎸  wanna get tagged?

​​A few days pass, but it feels like weeks. Aches spring up in your legs, back, arms. They all seem to echo each other, trading your tension with each hour: Is he being careful? Why is this mission taking longer than the others? Is this the time he doesn’t come back? It’s a familiar meandering path, filled with potholes, false trails, and sinkholes. It’s one you know from his previous absences, but… it feels different this time.

Megumi’s line of work is important. Dangerous, but important; and it also takes him away from you for large swaths of time. It’s something that didn’t bother you terribly at first. His unavailability became something you grew accustomed to. Before, his sporadic texts, voice messages, and calls were enough to push back the yawning void. Before, your worry for him was manageable. Before, you didn’t have this voracious desire for him to be physically here, next to you.

It’s not like his presence wasn’t comforting or as meaningful before. In fact, you always miss the steadiness he carries. A sense of calm diffidence, accompanied occasionally by small smiles and blushing cheeks. The way he always gave you his full attention: an open softness in his eyes as he watches you tear up in laughter or speak animatedly about some inane quality of your day. How he pauses with you to admire a flower you find particularly beautiful, or examine one of the countless flyers around the city. How he tucks you into his chest, laying your head over his heartbeat when your anxiety runs rampant. The gentle kisses he presses to your knuckles, your palm, and the back of your hand before he lets go. But now? Now you’ve gotten a taste of what it’s like to indulge in your physical curiosities with him, and you ache for more.

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pointed, poignant kisses

fushiguro megumi x reader

wc: 2.8k

genre: fluff, smut

cw: +18, fingering (fem receiving), dirty talk if you squint, please let me know if I missed something

All Characters are aged up. Minors don’t interact. This is 18+ content!

a soft exploration of physical intimacy with megumi; please note he’s aged up and this is not reader nor megumi’s first time (just first time together hehe)

author’s note: this is my entry to @kodzucafe​’s Safe Space Collab; solace thank you for beta reading and for all your support on helping this piece come to fruition<3

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masterlist  ⎸  part II  ⎸  wanna get tagged?

Anyone other than you and Megumi might describe your relationship as timid. Friends, with a sentimental disposition towards one another. Two individuals who happen to share quiet moments after long days—lights turned low, the drone of a movie lulling you both to sleep.

Little did they know. How his every touch sends a spark that tingles to the pit of your stomach alighting a flutter that quickens your breath. How patience and compassion lace every gesture, tone, and glance between you both. How shared soft smiles holding each other’s hands, basking in the last moments before cleaving yourselves from one another last an eternity. How, on an unspoken agreement, you both count down the minutes until you are together again. It’s like nothing you have experienced before, and you loath to describe it to anyone except him in shared whispers or tender touches. Yes, things progress slowly to a casual observer. But, the gradual advancement of each passing moment with him leaves you sighing and aching for more.

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dilf!megumi headcanons

some headcannons for @dejwrites​ latest selfship prompt, thanks for doing these, they’re always so much fun!!

(link here for anyone else who wants to join)

Pairing: Megumi x Reader (female)

wc: ~1.25k

genre: fluff & smut

cw: unprotected vaginal sex, mirror sex, edging, cockwarming, cumplay, creampie, breeding kink, dacryphilia (if you squint), please let me know if I missed something

All characters are +21. Minors don’t interact. This is 18+ content.

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YOUR TEMPORARY TOUCH.

pairing fushiguro megumi x gn reader

word count 1,512

notes @mxgenderbender..... i have zero self-control when it comes to this man. @cursedarchiveblog @http-404-error-unknown

WARNINGS oral (m rec), handjobs, edging.

MINORS, AGELESS & BLANK BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. 18+ ONLY.

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"Fuck. Stop— Stop doing that."

The words spill from his lips in between heavy gasps, hanging in the heady air around you. His head is tilted back and, when you peer up at him through hazy eyes, you stare too long at the clench of his teeth, the way it pronounces the veins pulsing in his neck, and the sweat that rolls down it in beads.

"What was that?" you ask, blinking slowly as you watch him. Low, amber light catches on the sharp angle of his jaw, and he curses your name through gritted teeth when you kiss the very tip of his cock. "You want me to stop?"

You move away and he's just as quick to snap his head to you, midnight blue swallowed whole by the black of night in his irises. "No—" you see his fists clench around the bed sheets, knuckles white with impatience, impulsion "—stop, stop pulling away."

Your hands drift down from his thighs as you lean further away; you smile when you ghost over the fine hairs on his calf, grazing your nails along the skin light enough to tease, to have his toes curling into the carpet around you.

"I don't know what you're talking about, baby," you say, pushing his knees apart and moving closer once more. You dip down to the right, dragging your lips across the inside of his thighs, already damp from earlier attention. He hisses when your hand slides up his other leg, pressing down on the lovebites littering his skin as it makes its way to his cock. He's sensitive like this. The quickest stroke of your thumb over his weeping slit has him gasping for breath; the smallest nibble to his thigh has him whimpering, muscles quivering beneath your incisors. "I'm right here, aren't I?"

"Don't, don't do that—" his voice cracks on the last word and his knee knocks into your shoulder right when you squeeze his length "—again."

You hum into the crease of his leg, the smell of sweat and cum so abundant now that his sex is centimetres away from your face. He's so sensitive like this. You look up at him, and he's already staring you down, half-lidded eyes glazed over with a heady wish to paint over the smug quirk of your lips.

"You're so—" one squeeze of his balls has his words tapering off into a choked moan. When your lips replace your hand, his eyes roll back and his hips stutter off the bed. "Oh, fuck, fuck, yeah. Just— Just like that."

It's a little awkward working over his sac, tongue peeking out to lick over it before sucking what you can into your mouth. It's worth all the effort when you hear his cries. Groans and raspy breaths petering into drawn-out whines when you pull away with a wet pop to lap your way up his length.

His head is thrown back again. Red dusts across his neck in a sultry flourish, and you eye the bob of his Adam's apple when he swallows his whimpers. You wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, kitten-licking the pearls that bead there, humming around the flushed head until one hand moves to cover his mouth.

A displeased sound leaves you, more muffled than his own moans that are keening higher and higher as you continue mouthing at his aching sex. You take him in a little further, just enough to graze your teeth on the underside of his shaft, and his hand isn't enough to muzzle the lengthy wail that tears out of him. A bitter tang bursts in your mouth, a small spurt of precum that you swallow mindlessly before pulling off of him again.

An aggravated huff leaves him, something throaty and raw and pained; it's a mutual frustration, his wound bleeding into your open mouth.

"Fucking stop," he whines. It's hard to take his furrowed brows and glare seriously when there are tears tracking his face, when his chest is rising and falling too quickly to express anything but heated yearning. "Please, I—"

"Wanna hear you," you say, lightly tracing over a vein that pulses on his length. "Let me hear you, yeah?"

"Yeah, okay," he pants, and his hand falls from his ungraciously, slapping the top of your head and urging you back onto his length. "Okay, okay— fuck, I'm so close."

"So needy," you murmur before wrapping your hand around the base of his cock to guide him back into your mouth. His tip pokes the inside of your cheek, lewd squelches gushing from your mouth as you lavish him in your saliva.

His fingers pull at your roots. There's a dampness covering them and, when you look up at him, you understand why. His lips are bitten raw, swollen, and you're sure that there's blood smeared across the rosy skin. The best part is the diamond glint, the wet coating that flashes brightly under your lenses; saliva shines across the swell of his bottom lip, drool trickles down from the corner of his gaping mouth.

You hold back a taunt about his depravity.

Later tonight, you'll have a field day talking about how pleas for 'more, more, more' streamed out of his mouth like a waterfall, you'll tell him to drop the unbothered facade and remind him of how he drooled like a baby when he raises his walls higher; you'll mock how he whimpered your name and jerked his hips off the bed and cried mercy for your salvation.

You squirm on his length, slipping him into your mouth and working your hand around what hasn't fit. A steady pace is set, bobbing your head up and down, lewd noises echoing as your tongue wets the curve of his length with each pump. There's the brief sound of you gagging around his length when he hits the back of your throat, and it's always followed by his cry, a whimper of 'tight' jumping out of him.

"Fuck, I'm gonna— so, so close. I cant— can't hold— Let me," he gasps, urging you further down his length. Your lips brush against your fingers as he slips down your throat shortly, stealing the breath from your lungs until you're winded and choking around his girth. "Let me cum, wanna cum, wanna— wanna badly— fuck, gonna cum!"

One hand tightens around his hip, nails digging into his soft skin as you take him as deep as you can manage, staving off the burn of him in your throat by digging deep enough to hurt him. He doesn't seem to care, focused on the 'fuck, fuck, fucking tight' squeeze of your mouth and the way you fondle his balls just to have something to hold.

"Baby, baby, please," he begs, and you can feel the tremors running through his body every time his hands twitch on your head, every time his knee knocks into your body as he bounces his leg. "Don't stop, don't, don't, don't— I'm gonna, gonna cum, don't— please—!"

A guttural scream leaves him when you break away.

It's carnal and brutish, sure to rip right through his vocal chords with how anguished and miserable and desperate he is to be heard. He chases after the feeling of his high, but you counter each of his moves. His hands are batted away from his length. You lean further away so there's nothing for him to rock against. His eyes are closed and crystals spill from the corners as he growls curses at you.

"Was fucking— close, so close, fuck, please," he whines, falling back onto the bed with a heavy thud. Between choked wheezes, you catch his small 'please's, breathy calls of your names, and the rustle of bed sheets as he humps the air, hips stuttering helplessly in want of a long-gone climax. "No, no, no. Fuck, fuck, please!"

"Shh, it's okay," you coo, feeling the slightest bit guilty when his voice cracks on another 'no, please'. The soothing circles you rub on his thighs do little to quell his sobs; the messy sounds of him sniffling tugging at your heartstrings as you watch him rub his eyes. "You're okay."

When one hand trails up to his weeping cock, he winces. "No more, I can't—"

He's hot in the palm of your hand, body spasming in desire despite his slurred words.

"Can't leave you like this," you say, stroking him slowly as blubbers fall from his lips. He shakes his head, but his hips betray him, pathetically jolting up in your grasp. "You wanna cum, don't you?"

His mood perks up instantly, and he's nodding his head and humming in response.

"Let me hear you say it," you urge.

He sucks in a deep breath, holding himself up on shaky elbows just to look right at you. He looks unfairly pretty like this: putty in your hands, tears streaming down his face, lips wobbling as he finally says, "Please— Make me cum, please. Want it so bad."

You wonder what will happen if you deny him one more time.