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will posting this get rid of the fucking pencil icon at the bottom of my goddamn screen?

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Model Student(Dom.Midoriya Izuku x Sub.Fem.Reader)

All characters are aged up 18+

word count: 1,158 this took fucking forever, i really thought it was going to be longer than that....rip🙂😭

genre: smut

warnings: 18+, oral, semi-public, overstimulation

a/n: i was trying to do homework, but people kept teasing me on tumblr and in discord, and thus, this fic was born.

You were trying.

Even though your college had practically been transformed into zoom university, you had been one of the few students who managed to stay caught up. You attended all of your online classes, did all of your homework, and were still well on your way to receiving your degree. There was just one thing distracting you:

Your horny fuck of a boyfriend.

“I know everyone is tired, 8 am class is never ideal, but I appreciate everyone being here.” Your professor said as the last few stragglers entered the zoom call. “Now, staying muted is ideal so we don’t have too many people talking at once or background noise, but I’d prefer if you all kept your cameras on so I can make sure everyone is paying attention.”

“Noooooooo!” you groaned, knowing you were already muted. Reluctantly, you turned on your camera to reveal yourself.

“Babe, whats wrong?” you heard your boyfriend inquire from the other room. 

“It’s nothin’ ‘Zuku,” you assured, “my professor is just forcing us to keep our cameras on.”

“I thought all of your professors let you keep it off.”

“That was last semester, this girl is new,” you stated, “and I already regret taking this class.” 

You heard him walk to your shared bedroom. “Don’t say that,” he consoled, leaning against the door frame, “keeping your camera on could be fun.”

“How could it possibly be fun? You never know who’s looking at you, and I can’t wear pajamas anymore!” you complained.

“It’ll be more fun than you think.”

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Midoriya had distracted himself by filling out some paperwork from his last mission, but it didn’t take long before he was finished with that. He tried to think of other things to occupy his interest until you were done with class.

TV? No.

Training? No.

Food? No.

Friends? No.

There was really only one thing he wanted to be doing, and that thing was five feet away, sucked into her zoom class. 

Moving from his place on the bed, he knelt down beside your desk chair, just low enough that he couldn’t be seen by the camera. 

You were diligently taking notes and didn’t even notice him until his hand was gently rubbing your calf. 

“What the—” you squeaked, finally noticing your boyfriend.

“Shh, it’s fine. Just keep working.” he whispered as he positioned himself between your legs, now completely under the desk.

“‘Zuku, my camera is still on,” you warned, “and I can’t turn it off.”

“Yeah,” he affirmed, running his hands over your thighs, “that’s the point y/n.” 

“Mhmmm, come on Izu’,” you pleaded, “class ends in like five minutes.”

“That’s too bad, y/n” he said as he slowly started rubbing your clit through your shorts, “because I want to taste you now.”

Immediately, your face contorted in pleasure. You quickly realized your mistake however, and continued paying attention to your professor.

“Come on y/n, there’s gotta be, what? Like 40 people in your class? Who’s gonna know” your boyfriend asked, continuing his attack on your clit.

Being honest with yourself, this wasn’t a good idea. Although your microphone was muted, you knew you had absolutely no control over your facial expressions, and you were sure someone in your class would immediately catch on. But you also knew how good your boyfriend was with his mouth.

In the end, his mouth won over the possibility of getting in trouble.

You lifted your hips to help him slide your shorts and panties to the floor.

“Wow y/n, already this wet for me?” he teased. “Try not to make any faces babe. You wouldn’t want to get caught now would you?”

Before you could answer he lapped up at your slit, effectively shutting you up.

If there was one thing Izuku was good at, it was sex. He was kind and caring in nature, always making sure everyone’s needs were filled to the best of his ability. There was no shortage of that attitude in the bedroom.

 After lapping up your juices for a while, he moved onto sucking your clit. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bundle of nerves as a finger started pumping into you.

You were trying.

You were trying so hard to keep your face normal.

You weren’t doing so well.

“Are you feeling alright Ms. y/l/n?” your professor asked.

well

shit!

With a trembling hand, you unmuted your microphrone.

“Never better.” you weakly uttered, your face hot as ever.

“Are you sure?”

“Yup! I feel great! Thank you for asKING” you squeaked as your boyfriend started curling his finger up towards your G-spot.

“Alright then.” your confused professor continued, “Well, that just about concludes our class! Thank you so much for attending everyone!” With that, the professor ended the zoom call. 

“Oh thank god!” you groaned, finally able to let yourself go. 

“You did such a good job baby.” Midoriya praised against your heat while adding another finger, “Now I need you to come for me.”

You let out a moan. Weaving your hands through his green hair, you started bucking your hips and grinding yourself against his face.

“That’s it baby, just like that.” Izuku whispered, “Fuck yourself on my face”

Basking in his lewd words, you felt a familiar coil, rapidly tightening.

“I can feel you getting closer, you can do it baby. Cum for me”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as waves of pleasure crashed through your body. You came hard and Midoriya wasted no time in lapping up all of your juices.

Just as you went to stand, Izuku pulled you back into place and continued his assault on your pussy.

“I know you have another one in you princess.” he cooed.

The nickname made your face feel even hotter than it was before, but it couldn’t distract you from how intense you currently felt.

“Izuku” you panted, “I-I can’t”

“Yes you can, I know you can. Cum for me baby.”

Izuku angled his fingers to hit your G-spot with each thrust and it was all too much for you. The coil inside of you snapped. You once again clenched around his fingers, letting out a sinful moan. You felt an unfamiliar peeing sensation this time, and looked down to find you had, for the first time, squirted, all over Midoriya’s face.

“I’m sorry!” you immediately squealed. 

“Sorry?” Izuku asked, “For what? Y/n, that was so hot.”

He ran his hand over his face, guiding all of your liquids to his mouth, where he eagerly sucked him in.

“Now,” he said, crawling out from under the desk, “I have an assignment or you.” He stood while you were still sitting, your face now level with the hard-on he was palming.

“Oh really?” you inquired, gaze never leaving his erection, “And what makes you so sure I’ll follow your directions?” you teased. 

“Because,” Midoriya said, pulling out his cock, “you’ve always been a...

model student.”