#💗💗🍡°drabbles

[bleach-your-panties]

#3 of the six sexy word prompts with Amajiki, please?

Only because you said please- 🫢

Minors, go away. Only click 'keep reading' if you consent to reading some nasty, freaky shit.

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“Keep looking, Tama. Please baby, look at how pretty you look.”

You breathed hot puffs of air against Tamaki’s already sweaty neck. 

The shy hero whined against your neck, still absolutely refusing to look into the mirror situated right in front of your shared bed.

Tamaki couldn't bear to look lest he make a complete fool of himself and shoot off inside of you just at the image of you squatting over his dick.

“I can't…I can't, bunny, please…ahh!”

You grabbed a handful of his dark, indigo hair and jerked his head up. With the same hand, you laid a quick slap across his cheek before pressing your lips to it.

“I said to look, Tamaki.”

Shakily, deep midnight blue eyes  flickered up to the mirror and you could feel Tamaki’s dick pulsate inside of you.

“See how good you look filling me up, baby? I love you so much, Tamaki.”

With a soft moan, he sighed and brought his strong arms around your waist to get a better hold to bounce you up and down on him.

“Oh fuck, Tama, right there!” You gripped his left bicep but he tossed your arm off.

A surprised squeak escaped your lips, not expecting for Tamaki to suddenly  grab you behind the neck and manhandle you over the edge of the bed.

You heard some wet, squishy sounds before feeling several slimy, muscular appendages tighten around your waist and hoist you up onto your knees.

Cheeks lit aflame with embarrassment, you tried to hold your head down but four pale fingers and a thumb gripped your jaw.

“Now, now, that’s not fair, bunny…you said to look, remember?”

You did as your lover asked and brought your own e/c eyes to meet his in the mirror.

“Good girl. Now stay still while I wreck all of your little bratty holes…” 

A scream echoed around the room as Tamaki transformed both his fingers and tongue into multiple, slithering, maroon tendrils.

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𝓶.𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ sorted by character & genre

page contents: series | multiple character drabbles | fics & shorts | events

all characters portrayed are over 21 + manga spoilers if you haven’t read it

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series !

if i could give you up w suna rintarō

magic au w suna (+ inarizaki) [on hold]

multiple character drabbles ! emojis are linked <3

fluff

「✨」 cutting your husband’s hair ✿ (f, c) atsumu, kuroo, sakusa

「🍥」 he overhears you complimenting another guy ✿ (f, c) lots of em

「🐥」 can’t seem to look your crush in the eye ✿ osamu, suna

「💗」 clinging onto him and not letting go ✿ atsumu, ushijima, osamu, kuroo, sakusa

「🍡」 eating popsicles w the boys ✿ atsumu, osamu, sakusa, bokuto

angst to fluff

「🥀」 using your insecurity against you ✿ suna, oikawa, bokuto

comfort

「💫」 he comforts you as you cry to sleep ✿ akaashi, bokuto, osamu, suna, ushijima

fics and shorts !

INARIZAKI

miya atsumu

above the clouds ✿ fluff // you try to guess who the familiar handsome stranger you’re seated next to on the plane is

spicy ramen ✿ crack? fluff? // he attempts the spicy ramen challenge

miya osamu

clumsy ✿ fluff // you’re a little accident prone

ITACHIYAMA

sakusa kiyoomi

cuddle fiend ✿ fluff // tired sakusa recharges w your cuddles

clumsy ✿ fluff // you’re a little clumsy but don’t worry you have your boyfriend.

vegetables ✿ fluff // you don’t like vegetables, your boyfriend tries to change that

sakusa and his ditzy gf ✿ fluff // just headcanons of two qtpies

eggs and other love stuff ✿ fluff // your high school friend/crush moves in next door!

NEKOMA

kuroo tetsurō

just admit it ✿ fluff // you get a little jealous

hazy memories ✿ platonic // just good ole friendship man

stars and late night beach escapades ✿ comfort // rest and reassurance under the night sky (for when you’re down on yourself)

libraries at 1:23am ✿ fluff // ur boyfriend steals your glasses (goofing around w your boyf)

AOBA JOHSAI

hanamaki takahiro

for a day like this ✿ fluff // a concidence on the train ride home leads to a confession and kissing in the rain

matsukawa issei

promises ✿ fluff // snapshots of the promises he made at 8, 16 and finally a proposal at 24

events !

sol's matchmaking service (0400) ✿ 400 follower celebration!

[bleach-your-panties]

Here's 50 sexy prompts y'all can send me and I'll write a drabble for your fav 😘

I've already done 2, 3 (twice!), 12, 24, and 44.

#3 w/ Tamaki

#3, 9, 18 w/ Shunsui

#35 w/ Kensei

#44 from this list w/ Choso

#103 from this list w/ Tamaki

#50 w/ Nanami

#108 from this list w/ Kirishima

[bleach-your-panties]

sexy prompts for inumaki! all characters aged 18+

"T-Toge...we shouldn't do this here...they could easily see us, even from down there!"

The white-haired male only breathed a warm sigh into the crook of your neck as he helped you balance your leg up on the windowsill.

While Maki, Yuta, and Panda trained in the courtyard down below, Toge was sliding his long cock between your creamy, wet folds.

Your left hand haphazardly gripped onto the material of his pants while your right arm laid wrapped around his neck.

His nose bumped against your cheek, his silent way of asking you if you wanted him to continue.

"Yes, but, please Toge, we need to be careful. Okay?"

Those last words were lost on his ears as he shifted and gripped you underneath your armpits.

He expertly aimed his cock up at your hole and allowed you to sink yourself onto it just as you'd done so many times before.

Your face swarmed with heat as Toge bounced you on him hurriedly - there was no telling who might come around the corner or down the hallway and see the two of you in this position, but that was the entire thrill of public sex, wasn't it?

Not to mention your friends who might idly decide to glance upwards and get an eyeful of Toge pounding you in front of the open window.

But Toge, the ever-observant boyfriend noticed your apprehension about being caught, so what did he do?

He folded you at the waist, never slipping out of you as he continued his relentless thrusts.

"T-Toge! Slow down!" Your hands gripped his legs now while your head hung upside down, giving you a perfect view of his balls slamming against your ass.

"Huh, did you guys hear something? It sounded like it came from the second floor." Panda pointed a clawed finger up towards the window, where Inumaki gave him a close-eyed smile and a thumbs up.

"Oh, never mind, it's just Inumaki."

Maki pushed the furry away and adjusted her glasses to gaze up at the window as well.

"Inumaki?! What are you doing up there? Your ass should be down here training with the rest of us! And where's Y/N?!"

She impatiently stalked off with her staff thrown over her shoulder, mumbling something about slackers. Yuta brushed a hand through his dark hair sighed, and followed after the green-haired woman with Panda in tow.

"I'm gonna cum, Toge..I...my head...getting dizzy..."

Next, you were pulled up and your back slammed up against the wall beside the window. Your shaky legs came up to wrap around your boyfriend's waist.

Toge continued to bounce you on him in this new position, relishing in the sound of your moans and the way your chest bounced in rhythm with his thrusts.

Your nails dug into his shoulders while your head lolled to one side. He wanted to laugh at you, but instead let out a loud grunt. His hips stuttered and he carefully lowered both of your bodies to the floor, dick pulsing and shooting his cum up against your walls that gripped him for dear life.

"Toge...you're a monster..." You huffed at him once you came down from your orgasm and he did laugh this time while holding up the "I love you" hand signal.

"I love you, too, you bitch."

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sexy prompt list:

#21 - Fucking with the window wide open

💗💗🍡°tagging: @darkstarlight82 @eternalalmondd

[bleach-your-panties]

ᰔℊℯ𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃' 𝒾𝓉 𝓅ℴ𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃' with ONYANKOPON on a balcony.

for my 1500+ 𝒻ℴ𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉. requested by @prettybraat.

ᰔhere you go baby, happy black history month!❤️💚💛

ᰔcw: modern au! fem, black reader. balcony sex, exhibitionism, panty-ripping, backshots, hair-pulling, scratching.

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When your boyfriend, Onyankopon, or ‘Ony’ for short, texted you with a simple ‘get ready’ you immediately hopped up to pack an overnight bag.

Ony works as a financial consultant for one of the biggest banks in Atlanta, as well as a personal finance advisor, so he’s never short on dough and absolutely does not mind spending his hard-earned money on his baby girl.

You haven’t seen him in a while due to it being tax season and him working overtime at the bank, so you knew that when you saw him, you were definitely getting your back blown out.

As you were deciding which pairs of sexy panties you wanted to bring, your phone began to ring. 

“Hello?”

“Hey, baby.” Your man’s smooth, baritone voice filtered its way from the phone speaker and into your ear making you clench your thighs together.

“Hey, pooh. Are you off of work already? I’m still getting my stuff together.”

Onyankopon laughed once he heard you rummaging around in your room; who knows what all you were throwing in that gold and black sequin Victoria’s Secret duffle bag you loved so much.

“I’m about to FaceTime you, baby. I want to show you something.”

When he said that, you stopped packing and focused all of your attention on the phone - Ony chuckled because he knew how nosy you were.

The request to FaceTime immediately came through and you accepted it.

“ONYANKOPON!!”

He just chuckled deeply, “Not the government.” 

On your screen currently sat the finest version of your man that you had ever seen.

Now, Ony had always been fine; let's make that abundantly clear…

Smooth, flawless dark-brown skin, toned muscular body, tattoos up and down his arms and back (that were usually hidden by his business suits), straight white teeth, and don’t forget the inches that he was packing - eight and a half, to be exact.

Long, thick, and hard.

…but Ony with a fade and dreads pulled back in a half-up half-down ponytail? 

Oh, he must've been trying to call in for the next week or so.

“You went quiet on me, bae. Do you like it?’’ You were snapped out of your nasty little reverie.

“Do I like it? Babe, you look so fucking mouthwatering right now. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to make the drive all the way to yours.”

Flirting sensually, you leaned your upper body into the camera and let your breasts spill out of your tank top for your man’s viewing pleasure.

You didn’t miss how Ony raised an eyebrow and bit down on his lower lip, pausing before he continued,

“To mine? Oh, we’re not going to mine, baby girl. I made a reservation for us at the Waldorf Astoria in Buckhead.” 

Leaning back out of the camera frame, you made your perfectly arched eyebrows jump while bringing a hand to your mouth to chew on the tip of one of your baby blue stiletto nails.

“You did, babe? That’s so sweet of you, I can’t-”

Before you could finish your sentence, you heard a loud car horn honk from outside.

“Ony!! I didn’t know you were damn near almost here; why didn’t you say something, boy?!”

Tossing the phone onto the bed, you hurriedly gathered the rest of your things and shoved them into the bag before zipping it up. Your slides were on the side of your bed, so you slipped your matching pedicured toes into them and grabbed your keys off your nightstand.

“Hey, who you think you raising yo voice at, huh? Be good for me and come on outside, baby.”

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After climbing into the passenger seat of Ony’s navy blue BMW X5, he shut the door behind you and returned to the driver’s side.

You watched him carefully with slightly lidded eyes as he put his hand on the back of your headrest and backed out of the driveway.

Ony could feel you burning a hole in the side of his head, which made him bite his bottom lip again and send you a furtive glance while he drove through Atlanta traffic.

“What’s up, mama? Why you keep on staring at me?”

He knew good and damn well why you were staring at him.

You knew that he knew, because of the little smirk that formed at the corner of his plump lips as he held onto your thigh with his right hand and drove with his left hand holding the middle of the steering wheel.

The ride was leisurely, as all you had to do was sit there and look pretty, one leg propped up over the other as you scrolled through your TikTok feed. 

Ony moved his hand from your thigh to your foot, slipping your slide off and rubbing the sole of your foot.

“Oh! Babe…”

He just let out a soft hum of acknowledgment before turning into the parking lot of Seasons 52. 

Since Ony had made a reservation, you didn't have to wait long before a waitress came out to direct you both to your table.

This isn’t your first time coming here, but you still marvel at how everything on the menu constantly shifts and changes, yet always manages to always taste so delicious.

The salmon that you ordered was roasted to perfection; the potatoes just melted in your mouth and the green beans had just the right amount of crunch. 

Dinner conversation was fruitful, full of talks about your plans for university and Ony of the new investments that he was planning to make.

He held your free hand in his and rubbed his thumb over your knuckles while he sipped his wine and listened to you talk. 

His cocoa-brown eyes shined with love and admiration for you as you excitedly spilled about all of the classes that you’d be taking during the upcoming semester.

After you finished your dinner, Ony called for the waitress so he could pay then the two of you left with him guiding you by the small of your back to his car.

—-

Once you checked into your suite, Ony was on you like white on rice.

His large hands gripped you up, fondling your voluptuous ass cheeks while he repeatedly slotted his lips over yours in hot kisses filled with longing and need.

The cold links of his watch against your exposed lower back made a shiver race down your spine as you slowly lowered yourself to your knees in front of him. 

Ony looked down at you, meeting your big, brown doe eyes; immediately his dick began to harden in his slacks.

“Nuh uh, we don’t have time for that right now, baby. I have another plan for yo sexy ass.” 

He swatted away the hand that reached for his belt buckle and pulled you up by your bicep.

The suite Ony booked was almost as big as your entire damn apartment: two bedrooms, a spacious living area, a kitchenette (that was too big to be considered a kitchenette), and two bathrooms, both fitted with walk-in showers and whirlpool tubs.

Your nails clawed at the pressed cotton of his white dress shirt as he backed both of you up into the nearest bedroom. The motion-sensor lamps clicked on as soon as you stepped over the threshold, bathing both of you in a sensual, amber glow.

The curtain to the in-suite balcony was pulled back revealing the beautiful Buckhead cityscape below you, along with a navy sky full of bright, twinkling stars.

Ony began unbuttoning his shirt, tugging it free from where it was tucked into his pants as he finally allowed you to grab his belt and begin unbuckling it.

“Somebody’s impatient..” He chuckled as you yanked it from the loops and threw it across the room.

Once he was shirtless and you were down to your panties, he scooped you up and carried you over to the window.

“Wait, Onyankopon, what do you think you’re doing??”

He didn’t answer, but instead unlocked the glass door leading out to the balcony and stepped outside with you clinging to him.

The slightly cool breeze from the evening air whipped against your naked skin and made you press yourself further into Ony, who cradled your chin and brought your mouth back to his to give you another breathtaking kiss.

“I remember you saying that you wanted to try some different things, so here’s your opportunity, baby. Now turn around and grab that rail for me.”

His big hand went to the fly of his pants for him to unzip them and tug them down. He pulled a condom out of his pocket and began sliding it over his hard dick.

Just as you were about to do as you were told, you could hear faint chatter from below: a couple of floors below, there was a group of men and women seated at a round table out on their balcony, having drinks.

“Ony, there’s people out here - what if they see me?” Bashfully, your hands flew to cover your naked breasts. 

As you were leaning down to look at the other guests, Ony rubbed his dick between your ass cheeks, bumping it against your clit. A soft moan left your lips and your eyes almost closed before you remembered what you were supposed to be doing.

“They won’t see you, baby. They might hear you, though.” 

You heard that damn smirk in his voice, but soon you forgot all about anyone hearing once Ony grabbed your panties with one finger and ripped the flimsy material off of you, flinging it aside.

“Oh, babe!”

A loud moan was pulled from you as your boyfriend pushed the head of his dick into your opening. Your hands flew forward and you took a tight hold of the balcony’s railing as Ony started pounding you swiftly from the back.

The sounds of your ass colliding with his hips were loud throughout the silent night, so if those people were just really listening they’d easily be able to tell what the two of you were doing.

One tiny hand with those baby blue nails fell free from the rail and grabbed at Ony’s veiny forearm for leverage; his thrusts had your entire body quivering already. 

Soon enough, long scratches began to cover his arm as you tried your best to hold onto him.

You looked up at him and could feel him grow harder inside of you from the visual: fat ass bouncing back on him, braids shaking free from your bun, and your mascara beginning to run.

“Hm, what?” He licked his lips again but didn’t slow his pace as he just looked back into your misty eyes. “What is it, baby? Too much for ya?”

“Ony, I’m…” You trailed off as he suddenly picked you up underneath your thighs, his forearms resting in the creases of your knees.

“I didn’t tell you to let go of that damn rail.”

“ONYANKOPON!”

“And you were worried about somebody hearing you.” He laughed and bent you in half, still jackhammering away as you bumped and jostled against his body, 

Your upper half is now bent over the railing as the wind picks up and whips your hair across your face.

“Onyankopon, I’m going to fall!” 

“I won’t let you fucking fall, girl. Got too many muscles to let you fall.”

He grunted and locked his arms around your thighs, heavy balls slapping against your ass with loud, wet smacks.

“Hold the fucking rail, and hold that nut, too. I’m almost there. Gunna cum for you, baby; just hold still for me.”

Ony grabbed your hair up into a ponytail to pull it out of your face and also to yank your head back so he could whisper in your ear.

“You see that shit, baby? See those city lights beaming so fucking bright for you as I fuck your tight little pussy open?”

“Ohh, oh God! Yes, baby, I see them! Fuck, I see them!”

“You cumming?”

“YES! Yes, I’m cumming, oh my God! I’m cumming, baby!”

“Let it go then, baby. Go ahead and cum for ‘The Great One’*”

After that, you were done.

Your release washed over you like a wave; luckily Onyankopon was holding onto you or you might’ve actually flipped head-first over that balcony.

You both moaned each others’ names as your orgasm triggered his, bodies bathed in the pale moonlight of the night, surrounded by nothing but the stars and your love for one another.

—-

After that first round on the balcony, Onyankopon took you back into the room and the two of you went at it in nearly every area of the large presidential suite.

He even took you again in the shower before he washed you both off, wrapped you in a towel, and brought you over to the bed, wrapping you up in the covers.

“I love you, Y/N…my shining star..” Was the last thing you heard before you drifted off into dreamland, nothing but sweet thoughts of your handsome man on your mind.

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a/n: *Onyankopon means ’God’ in the Ghanian language and ‘The Great One’ in Ashanti mythology, referring to the Sky God.

get it poppin! 💄event ©bleach-your-panties 2024. do NOT steal, copy, repost, alter, or upload my works onto other sites. comments appreciated. reblogs always welcome.

[bleach-your-panties]

ᰔℊℯ𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝓅ℴ𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃' with GIYUU TOMIOKA @ the mechanic shop.

for my 1500+ ᰔ𝒻ℴ𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉. requested by @rheawolf.

ᰔfem reader. giyuu and reader are married. modern au.

ᰔcw: pwp, public sex, against the wall, exhibitionism?

ᰔdividers by lovely rhy @/hitobaby.

ᰔwc: 1.3k

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Once again, you let a loud sigh escape between your lips, prompting Giyuu to look over at you.

"What is it?"

His sapphire blue eyes were like the ocean on a calm day as he gazed down at you.

The two of you were currently seated in some creaky, aluminum folding chairs while the mechanic tinkered underneath your family SUV.

"Giyuu, honey, we've been here for a while now. Are you sure that this guy knows what he's doing?"

At the mention, said man slid out from under your vehicle and swiped his forearm across his forehead, effectively smearing it with oil.

"So I think I've found the problem. You said you've had trouble with idling?"

The mechanic, whose nametag read "Hotaru" regarded both you and Giyuu with his eyebrows drawn together while crossing his veiny forearms across his chest.

You nodded,

"I was getting ready to go drop the kids off at school when I noticed that the engine would cut on, idle for a few moments, then shut off. I tried cleaning the valve, but the issue persisted."

Hotaru nodded, "I see. Well if that's the case, it could be a number of problems, then. I'm going to have to take another look."

Your eyes bulged,

"Huh?! Another look, but we've already been here for three hours?!"

Giyuu's eyes moved from you to the long-haired mechanic.

"Maybe we could come back tomorrow? It is getting a bit late." He reasoned, in a much calmer tone than yours.

"If you come back tomorrow, that'll put you at the end of the queue. I'm quite a busy man, you know."

"What!!? Why you-"

Before you could start going off on the man, Giyuu took hold of your hand into his and rubbed your knuckles gently to calm you down.

"It's fine, sweetheart. I texted Tsutako earlier to pick up the kids from school if we ended up running over time. It will be alright."

He moved his hand to your lower back and gently guided you back to the row of uncomfortable chairs.

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"They could at least put a couch in here." You grouched. Giyuu chuckled softly.

"Needy thing, aren't you? We should be home soon; I doubt it'll take another three hours."

You whirled in your chair to face him, propping one leg up over the other.

"What if it does, though? I just might die."

He leaned forehead and brushed away a lock of your hair.

"Behave, yeah? We'll have the whole evening to ourselves since Tsutako has the kids."

The thought of a free night with your husband made something primal stir within your core. It also didn't help that he had on one of your favorite outfits right now.

Dark-washed jeans, simple black sneakers, a black t-shirt, and a blue and black plaid flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows revealing his tattooed forearms.

You wet your bottom lip with your tongue and settled your left hand onto his thigh. Your silver wedding band caught the pale-yellow overhead light, making it gleam.

"Something wrong, lily?" Giyuu asked, shifting his eyes to where your hand rested on his pants.

Your eyes moved from him to the mechanic, who was tinkering with something under the car and mumbling to himself.

"I don't know if I can wait until we get home..."

Seductively, you lowered your eyes before blinking at him long and slow. Your fingers began to rub circles into his thigh, making a soft sigh escape from his slightly parted lips.

"Right here? Right now?"

Giyuu questioned, immediately picking up your implication.

You nodded. "Please, Gi? I promise I'll be good."

He froze for a moment, his own eyes trailing over to the mechanic now.

The man was completely occupied by his task, him making little comments to himself about what he should try next; plus, his entire upper body was underneath the car.

Giyuu then looked past the waiting area and into a small hallway where he assumed there might be an office and a bathroom.

"Come on."

He grabbed your hand and you started cheering inside your head.

Just behind the wall leading into the hallway there was a little corner with a vending machine and water fountain.

Giyuu pushed you up against the wall next to the vending machine and started kissing your neck. You wrapped your arms around his upper back and tangled your fingers in the ends of his dark ponytail.

His own hands rested on your shoulders before moving down over your breasts, stomach, and into your pants.

Skillful, calculated fingers jerked them down your hips along with your panties. The knuckle of his left index finger slid up between your folds and collected a trail of your slick.

"Damn, you're this wet already? You really wanted this, huh..."

He pulled back to look at your widened, lust-blown eyes and pouty lips.

"Want you, Gi..."

Who was he to make you wait any longer?

He tugged your pants and panties the rest of the way off your legs and circled his arms around your lower back.

"Jump."

You did as he commanded and he held you against the wall with one arm circled around your back, his body pressing you into the cold, painted-bricks.

He used his other hand to pull his own pants and boxers down to rest underneath his balls, freeing his cock.

Lifting you higher up the wall, Giyuu angled his cock up so you could sink down on it. Immediately, a loud whine left your throat.

"Shh, you want him to hear you? Hmm, maybe you do..."

He then hooked his arms underneath your thighs, holding you with the crease of your knees in the crease of his elbows and spreading you open before beginning to bounce you along his thick, hard cock..

"Ahh, Gi!"

"Crying already? We just started, baby."

Your back pressed further against the bricks, running from his dick and nails digging into his shoulders.

Giyuu's thrusts had you sliding up and down the wall with nowhere to run.

He pressed his entire body weight on you and started fucking at a quicker pace, one knee slightly bent forward and almost touching the wall as he gave you swift, deep strokes.

At this point, you'd nearly forgotten that you were in a public place where anyone could walk in and see you, but you couldn't be arsed to really care with Giyuu filling you up so well.

You tried to hold onto him as best you could, hands moving from his shoulders and grabbing hold of his messy black hair in an attempt to ground yourself.

"Are you close? Talk." He stared at you with those deep blue eyes and hit you with another hard, deep thrust before pushing his face into your neck to lick and kiss it.

"Yes, Gi, I'm-!"

He felt your body shudder and decided to finish you off by pushing you up even higher against the wall and dropping you down on his cock, making you cum and squirt your release all over him.

----

Giyuu and you exited the bathroom and met the mechanic, Hotaru, in the hallway as you were heading back to the waiting area.

"I managed to fix the problem, so you should be all set to go."

He handed the bill to Giyuu, who took out his wallet to pay.

"Wait -wait a minute, let me see that?"

You gently took the piece of paper from your husband's fingers and scanned your e/c eyes over it.

"What is this: $300, for an inconvenience fee?!"

You crumpled the bill up in your hand and shook it at the mechanic's face.

"Yes, an inconvenience fee. For making me listen to the two of you fuck while I fixed your shitty car."

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a/n:*I apologize if giyuu's ooc, haven't seen him in a while :< but i ended up posting this on his birthday!:D

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ꪉ DON'T TRY THIS AT HOME! 》 ~ satori tendo x fem reader

a/n: y'all can thank @prettybraat for this😂😂

cw: chocolate and dick. that's it. that's the post. tendo is his time-skip age.

dividers by @/hitobaby and @/cafekitsune.

wc: 550

"Keep sucking, baby; make sure you get it all..."

Tendo moaned and pushed his gloved hand harder down on top of your head.

With your boyfriend being a world-renowned chocolatier, he was often bringing work home with him.

He'd spend hours in the kitchen, conjuring up new concoctions and recipes for you to taste-test before he would ever let the ideas breach the kitchen of his workplace.

You were always so eager to be his little sous chef, as well.

He'd tie one of his much larger aprons around your smaller frame and plop his chef's hat on top of your head, just to watch the beautiful smile that bloomed across your gorgeous features.

You're his cute little girlfriend, sweeter than the treats he was so well at crafting for others to enjoy.

When the two of you got in the kitchen together, it often ended up looking like a scene out of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory; though, you're not exactly sure how you both ended up in this exact position.

"Ah, fuck, shit - shit's still warm." He chuckled as he took the spoon he'd been stirring the pot with and drizzled more of the deep, cocoa-colored confection down onto his shaft and your awaiting tongue.

You looked so fucking dirty like this; sitting on your knees on the tiled kitchen floor. His apron still covered your body, but you were completely nude beneath it.

The chef hat on your head had flopped down over your forehead, shielding your eyes, so Tendo reached out to lift it out of the way.

When you looked up and his eyes met yours, his dick twitched in your mouth, releasing a stream of pre-cum.

You kept eye contact with him for the next few minutes, just dragging your tongue all along the underside of his dick to make sure you didn't leave any traces of chocolate behind.

Needing to take a break, you slowly pulled off with a loud, wet, 'plop'. Strings of saliva mixed with chocolate and precum followed your lips, making Tendo's small, squinted eyes roll back in his head.

"Fuuuck, you're so nasty, baby. You know that's why I love you, right?"

With a little smirk, you licked your plump lips and sat back on your legs.

"I thought you loved me because I'm pretty and I always help you in the kitchen?"

He then rolled said eyes and returned your smirk.

"I guess that, too, then." He laughed when you smacked his thigh then grabbed your arm, pulling you forward to smash his lips against yours and taste the combination of candy mixed with his and your essences.

You both moaned into the kiss before Tendo finally pulled away, cupping your cheek in his hand.

"I love you, baby. You're always such a great help to me. I couldn't do this without you."

The confession made your heart swell with love and you grinned big.

"I love you, too, 'Tori. You make me so proud."

He tried to hide the blush that bloomed on his cheeks, but you already saw it, causing you to let out a small giggle.

With spoon in hand, he dipped it once again in the pot before reaching behind your back to untie the apron.

"Lay back, gorgeous. Now it's your turn."

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ok so he like really loves chocolate. his favorite food is chocolate ice cream asgfhsdjg;

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"Goddamn, baby..."

Yuuji seated himself at the end of your king-sized bed in order to watch you change out of your crimson-colored minidress.

The two of you were supposed to go clubbing with Megumi and Nobara tonight, but when you got there all of the sections were already taken and there was no way in hell you were going to stand around in the club all night in those 6" black Louboutin pumps.

Yuuji didn't seem to mind when you started pushing against his chest with a whine, telling him that you just wanted to go home.

Being the sunshine boy that he is, he happily obliged and, after shooting his two best friends an apology text, the two of you went on your way.

"Do you have to be such a creeper?" You giggled saucily and let the thin spaghetti strap of your dress fall down your shoulder.

Yuuji's lips turned down into a cute pout but those honey-brown eyes didn't leave your form for a second.

"That's not nice. I can't help it that you're the prettiest girl in the whole wide world." He said cutely.

That made you let out a genuinely amused and endeared laugh.

"I just wanna see you strip, right now. It's late, babe."

"Oh? Do I look like a stripper to you?"

Yuuji's little pout quickly turned into a perverted grin. "I mean..."

He burst out laughing when you threw your mini handbag at him.

"This damn thing is cutting my circulation off. I just want to put on some pajamas and watch Netflix."

"Don't rush it. Take your time, pretty girl."

With an exaggerated huff and a roll of your eyes, you decided to indulge your boyfriend with his little fantasy.

Your acrylic fingernails gripped both straps and you slowly pulled the material over your chest and down your torso.

"Goddamn, you sexy..."

Yuuji's breathless admission suddenly had your painted toes curling in your heels.

He was looking damn good himself, sat manspread with those tight, dark wash jeans on that did little to hide his very obvious bulge, paired with a white belt, white sneakers, and a salmon-pink button-down that complimented his hair very well.

You were stripped down to your lace bra and thong now as Yuuji decided to stand up and stalk over towards you.

"I'm not done!" You giggled and pushed him playfully before reaching down to unstrap your heels.

"Wait wait, leave those on. You know I like my woman tall."

ʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ🫶🏽

ᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵉʳ: @/ᶜᵃᶠᵉᵏⁱᵗˢᵘⁿᵉ

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Crack/Drabble!💬🍧💗💗

●Asking Choso about his d¡ck piercings!

(a/n: I just had this convo with my cousin and had to do some research...🧐)

Choso was lounging comfortably on the couch of your shared apartment reading a book when he heard the door to the bedroom opening.

With a soft sigh and slight eye roll, he gently set his book face-down beside him and waited for you to bounce into the living room with your out-of-pocket ass questions.

"Hey Cho?!"

"Hmm?" He lazily replied, tired red-rimmed eyes glancing your way as you plopped down on his opposite side, making his book flop to the floor. You probably made him lose his page.

"Was it awkward when you got your piercings?"

He chuckled. "Which ones, baby doll?"

Currently, he was sporting eyebrow, bridge, septum, tongue, and dimple piercings.

"On your dick." You said as if it were obvious. Choso's pale cheeks flamed up.

"Why would it have been awkward?"

You huffed. "Becauseeee, you had to get your dick hard, right?"

"W-wha?"

"For them to pierce it right?" You blinked your long, fluffy eyelashes at him.

If you kept doing that, you'd be getting a front row show to those piercings you were so interested in.

"Baby, no..the penis has a lot of nerve endings and blood vessels in it. If it were hard, that would likely make it hurt worse."

A thoughtful hand under your chin. "Mhm, I see, I see...pull your pants down."

"Y/N!"

"Whaaaat~? It's for research purposes!"

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asking renji to step on your back❤️‍🩹⋱

tw: period sex🩸

wc: 668

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"Please, Ren?! It really hurts; I am in excruciating pain right now~" You wailed to your boyfriend.

Currently, you were lying on the floor curled up on your side.

During your monthly blood sacrifice, you often experience excruciating lower back pain that makes it feel like someone is digging a hot knife in it and just scraping across the expanse of your back.

Renji's face was twisted up in worry for you. Usually the pain would subside if you soaked in a hot bath or used your heating pad, but that didn't seem to be working tonight.

"But babe...you're so tiny," His tattooed eyebrows furrowed, "if I step on you, you might crack like a twig."

He wasn't wrong necessarily; being over 6'0 tall and close to 200 lbs, he could very possibly crack your back in half if he wasn't careful, but that was a chance that you were willing to take to get some kind of relief right now.

"Renji, please!"

"Alright, alright! Turn over..."

You did as he asked and a soft gasp left his mouth. The way your ass sat up in your new position was quite the lovely visual for him.

'Don'tgethornydon'tgethornydon'tget-',

He looked down at his crotch-

'Damn.'

Whatever he had going on right now was of very little concern to you, though. You just wanted the pain to end.

Renji gently pressed his sandaled foot down in the middle of your lower back, right above your ass cheeks.

"Yes, that's it! Right there, Ren! Harder!"

'NothelpingNOThelping' He blushed, his chest and ears growing hot. He pressed a little harder, digging his toes in, and you only got louder.

"Thank you, Ren...feels so good..." You were practically drooling.

Renji was happy that he could help to alleviate your pain, but hearing you moaning for him had him salivating in his mouth like a dog.

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"Yessss Renji, right there!"

"Yeah, right there, baby? Right there?"

He cooed into your neck while holding one of your legs pressed up against your chest as he stroked his fat cock in and out of your soaking wet hole.

The mixture of your arousal, his arousal, and the blood had both of you a slippery mess down below, but, using his brain, Renji had thought to put down a towel after asking you if you wanted to try having sex to alleviate the cramps that you were also experiencing.

He held you to his chest with one arm hooked underneath your armpit and the other circled around your waist so he could rub your tummy.

"You like this, baby? Does it feel good? I'm making you feel good?"

He nipped the shell of your ear with his teeth and trailed his fingers down to your clit before beginning to rub over the swollen nub with the pad of his thumb.

"Renji! Oh! RENJI!"

With the combination of his thrusts and the pressure on your clit, your body jerked in his hold and a stream of squirt shot up into the air while your legs trembled violently.

Your sudden orgasm tipped him off and soon he was filling you up with a long, thick shot of his warm seed.

He looked down at where you were conjoined and the sight of his cum running from your overstuffed cunt and down his blood-stained shaft had him hardening again quickly.

"Shit, baby! I wasn't expecting you to squirt. That's so hot, though." He grinned and kissed the side of your head.

After wiping you off with the towel, he scooped you up to bring you into the bathroom so he could run another hot, steaming bath for the both of you.

"I didn't think that you'd be into period sex..." You sighed and pressed your face into his neck, inhaling the deep scent of his cologne.

"Yeah? Well, what kind of warrior would I be if I didn't leave battle with my sword drenched in blood?" He smirked. You scrunched your eyebrows together.

"Don't...ever say that again..."

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it's flaring up as we speak ;-; - dividers by @/hitobaby

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matched sexual energy - rindou haitani🩶

🩶relationship drabble collection - valentine event. minors, blank, ageless, dni

🩶that mf be hittin them gd splits don't he LOL. fem reader.

🩶cw: oral (f!receiving), dirty talk, sexual intercourse implied

🩶dividers by @/cafekitsune

🩶wc: 707

You were lying in your bed waiting for Rindou to get out of his meeting since he'd texted you earlier and said that he was coming over.

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The two of you had met in the most mundane of places - the grocery store.

He had a basket full of liquour and cigarettes, which was odd, but you didn't question it.

You rang him up quickly and he slipped you a black card, making your eyes widen slightly before you took it from his gloved hand and stuck it in the reader.

"Have a wonderful day."

"You too, sweetheart."

You weren't expecting him to say that, and he seemed to notice it since he sent you a smirk from his peripheral before grabbing his bags and exiting the store.

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You ran into Rindou at that store quite a few times after that, until he finally asked for your number.

It wasn't until later that you found out that he was in a gang, but that didn't deter you from seeing him whenever he called for you.

"What's up, baby?" He called as he stepped inside your apartment. He used his key to get in, which made sense since he was paying for it.

"Hi Rinnie..." You cooed sweetly once his slim figure slipped through your bedroom door. Rindou grinned at you.

"Why are you hiding underneath the covers? Don't tell me you're getting shy on me, baby girl?"

He began unbuttoning his uniform jacket as he strode over to you.

With a small shake of your head, you threw back the covers revealing your nude body, which is exactly how he instructed you to be.

"I never met a girl like you, baby. Always so fucking ready for me to come and ruin you.." He gripped your jaw and tilted your head up to look into his shining, violet eyes.

"Never have to ask you twice, you always know exactly what I need from you." You smiled and seductively bit down on your bottom lip, causing him to lean in and press his lips against yours.

His three-toned hair brushed against your forehead and you brought your hands up to run your fingers through it.

After a few minutes, he pulled away from the kiss with a thick string of saliva connecting your lips and shook your head side to side.

"I know. You want to freak in the morning and freak in the evening; I think I've got the schedule figured out by now, Rinnie. You know you can come see me anytime because you always know just what to do."

"Mhmm, I know what to do, baby?" He rolled his eyes, but he was smiling.

Rindou then began taking off his watch, glasses, and rings to set them on your bedside table when you grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Leave them on, Rin. Want to feel them wrapped around my neck tonight." He let out a little chuckle and squinted his eyes at you.

"Freaky ass girl."

He grabbed your thighs and dug his fingers in, knowing that the rings would leave indents. That's just how he liked it; they had his initials engraved on them, which meant in turn they'd be engraved on you.

"Oh fuck, Rin!" You moaned as he began licking you in earnest, his face completely buried between your spread thighs.

He stayed down there for a good twenty minutes, just licking you out until you came into his mouth, twice.

"Good thing I took my glasses off." He brought his hand up to wipe his cheeks and nose from from where you had squirted on him.

"God, you're so sexy, Rin." You moaned as you came down from your orgasm. The tattoos on his neck and torso always turned you on so much.

"Yeah, baby? You think I'm sexy?"

"So sexy, Rinnie." You gave him that signature pouty look that you know drives his crazy.

"Fuck, turn over for me. Arch that back, gunna put this dick inside you now."

You and Rindou went well into the night, switching between multiple positions and just fucking each other's brains out.

He'd always keep coming back to you because no one could keep up with his sexual appetite the way that you could.

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If you know exactly what I wanna do, then Imma give the business to you

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⚡︎CALL ME BIG DADDY WHEN YOU BACK THAT A$$ UP! 🍑》

◇how they react when you back that ass up on them🍑:

◇renji, izuru, ikkaku.

◇dividers by @/hitobaby.

◇minors, blank, ageless dni.

You were in the kitchen with Izuru cleaning up the dinner dishes.

While he washed the plates, you dried them and put them away.

Soon, a small grunt of frustration was leaving your lips as you tried to place the teacups on the shelf where they belonged.

Izuru often made the tea, and with him being 5'8", it was easier for him to reach up there than you.

"Do you need help, bluebell?" Your sweet, concerned husband asked while looking down at you with those big, pretty cornflower-colored eyes.

"Mhm." You nodded pitifully, though your lips curled into a devious smirk once he stepped behind you and grabbed the tea set from your hand.

Now he was in the perfect position for you to press your ass into his crotch and give it a teasing wiggle.

A soft, surprised 'oh' left his lips, almost making him drop the fine china.

"D-do...do you need to get by?"

His cheeks warmed instantly, little innocent mind thinking that you were trying to ease him out of the way to grab more dishes.

Being the little minx that you are, you laid flat against the counter, fully presenting the round globes of your ass to a shell-shocked Izuru.

And that was how you two ended up having sex on the kitchen floor....for the third time this week.

That little trick worked on him every single time.

Ikkaku slammed open the door to your shared bedroom with a curse.

His unreleased Hozokimaru waa snapped clean in two, the red feathery tuft at the end frazzled.

"What's wrong, 'kkaku?" You called out from your spot on the bed, eyes unmoving from the book spread open before you.

"Damned Yumichika. He pisses me the fuck off."

He discarded the broken staff and plopped onto the bed with you.

"'kkaku stop!" You giggled when he grabbed your left ankle and pulled you towards him. His hand landed a firm slap on your ass, the recoil making him bark out a laugh.

The position you were in made a wide grin cover Ikkaku's face, and knowing him as well as you did, you knew that he was staring at your ass.

So you scooted backwards until you felt your butt collide with his muscular thigh.

"Oh, you must be trying to fuck?"

With a roll of your eyes, you chuckled.

"You're such a pervert, Baldy."

"Me, a pervert, when you're presenting your ass to me like a full course meal?" He nipped the left cheek with his teeth and pushed you flush onto your stomach.

"Get ready, because I have a lot of frustration to release."

Renji and you were shopping in the World of the Living.

"Please tell me this is the last store, babe." He complained while lugging all of your bags on his tattooed arms effortlessly.

"This is the last store, babe," You said with a noncomittal wave of your hand, "let's look at these sundresses."

Renji's ears perked up at the mention of sundresses - his favorite article of clothing on you.

A perverted smirk crossed his lips when you pulled him into the dressing room with you.

His brown eyes never left your figure while you were changing and a very prominent tent began to form in his jeans.

You didn't realize how close he was actually standing until you felt his belt brush against your tailbone.

"Really?"

You gave him a look over your shoulder, which actually didn't help his erection in the slightest.

A blush spread from his forehead down to his nose and both cheeks.

His fingers gripped your hips, digging in and you reciprocated by pushing back against him; the soft material of the dress rubbing on him only made him harder.

"Ass so big, almost knocked me over." He laughed and you did as well.

"Ren, we can't do it in the store. Can't you wait until we're home?"

"Not my fault you look so damn sexy in these. Now, do your best to stay quiet unless you want to get kicked out of here."

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late night meet-up/booty call - shoto todoroki❤️

❤️ requested by @rheawolf! happy birthday once again to our icy-hottie!🧊🔥

❤️part of relationship drabble collection - valentine event🩵. minors&blank dni, simple as that.

❤️fem reader. cw:oral (f!receiving), implied sex

❤️wc: 1.5k

You had been knowing Shoto for a little over a year now. 

Being from a small country town in one of America's smallest states, you were jumping for joy when you got the chance to go to university in Japan. 

You were studying (favorite subject) and to add to the support you received from your family back home, you got a job as a waitress at a small cafe. 

Your family wasn't poor by any means, but you weren't rich; you insisted to them that you get a job so you could buy the things that you need and, every now and then, indulge yourself with things that you want. 

The job at the cafe was going well, classes were good, and you had even made friends with some of the other girls that went to your school: Momo, Ochako, Mina, Tsuyu, and Toru. 

A few months into your first year of school, you started going out with a guy from one of your classes. He was nice, handsome, and not to mention, a gentleman. He took you out on dates and even bought you small gifts.

Then, one day at work, maybe thirty minutes after you'd clocked in and had begun your daily duties, your young, dating life would be changed forever. 

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Flashback, 1 Year Ago

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In walked the Shoto Todoroki. 

Some may ask who he is, and what's so special about him.

Well, in addition to being the youngest son of the very wealthy and influential Todoroki family, he's the star snowboarder and the captain of your school's competitive team. 

He walked in casually, a particularly cool aura around him. Of course, he caught the eyes of the majority of the female patrons in the cafe. Even some male patrons turned around to size him up. 

You had your back to the door as you wiped down the counter and cleaned cups, so you were startled when you heard his deep voice calling out to you from behind.

"Excuse me, miss. I'd like to order an iced espresso with extra milk and a shot of hazelnut syrup, please." He asked politely, pulling out his leather wallet to pay. 

You jumped a bit in surprise; you hadn't heard anyone come up. Usually customers ring your bell when they need service, but he didn't.

"I'm so sorry, sir, I didn't know that anyone was…at.. the… counter…" Your sentence trailed off as you looked up and realized who you were about to serve espresso to. 

Freezing on the spot, you could feel your mouth slowly opening into an 'o' shape. 

The funny thing is, though, that Shoto was just as surprised as you were, but for completely different reasons. 

His heterochromatic eyes examined your body intently, before finally landing on your face, trailing over and analyzing every single feature. 

"O-of course! It'll be right out!" You stuttered a bit, but you quickly regained your bearings and gave him a sweet smile. 

Shoto's heart almost stopped. 

You were a cute girl and you seemed very humble, much different than the ones that he usually dated. They always wanted something out of him: dick primarily, followed up by money.

“Here you go, sir! I hope you have a wonderful start to your morning!” 

Bright eyes beamed right at Shoto as you set his coffee down on the counter with a couple napkins and one of those small straws.

“Thank you…” He opened his wallet again to leave you a tip, grabbed his coffee, and silently walked off.

You were still a bit shocked that you had just served coffee to Shoto Todoroki, but you’d be even more so when you looked down at the receipt copy and saw a message scrawled across it in the most elegant handwriting.

‘Are you single?’

—-

Present Day

---------------

After that first meeting at the coffee shop, Shoto was immediately smitten with you. 

He began coming into the shop every morning before his classes to order the same coffee. Half of the time he didn’t even drink it, opting to give it away to one of his classmates, Izuku or Tenya. He just wanted to see you.

His pursuit of you was relentless: he started walking you to your classes, carrying your books, and even driving you to work after class (via his personal chauffeur.)

All of this attention you were getting from the university’s heartthrob did not mull over well with your current suitor. He was very vocal about it, but you just brushed him off with annoyed looks.

When it got to the point of you being fed up with his complaining, you broke up with him. Right in front of Shoto and the entire snowboarding team.

‘Damn, that’s cold.’ One of his friends, who happened to be on the team, had said while they just watched your retreating back disappear into a crowd of students. Shoto had a small smirk on his face watching the entire transaction go down.

—-

Messages(34):

8:45 pm (Sho🏂): when you get off, i’m sending my driver to get you

8:50pm (Sho🏂): i need to see you

His iPhone almost slipped from his sweaty hands in anticipation when he felt the rectangular device vibrate in his hand:

9:10 pm (Y/N): k, i’m locking up now

While you were closing the cafe’s front door, a bright beam of headlights lit up your form. An all-black luxury SUV was parked right at the entrance and a man dressed in a black tuxedo and hat opened the door for you.

—-

“Have a good evening, madam.” The man bowed to you and you gave him a small smile and nod of recognition.

Your heeled boots made little clopping noises as you walked up the steps to 

the beautiful, three-story, modern-Japanese style penthouse.

Upon ringing the doorbell, you hear a chorus of barking - Shoto’s huskies.

“Down.” You heard him say.  Nails scratched against the floor as they whimpered and scampered off the door then swung open revealing Shoto in just a white tee and gray joggers. 

As soon as you stepped through the door, he grabbed you by the shoulders and slammed you up against the wall. 

Cold lips at your shoulder trailed up to your neck while he pushed your legs apart with his knee.

“W-wait, Sho-! What about your family?”

“Not home.” He murmurs and licks up your throat. You can feel his hard-on through his pants.

With one hand pressed against the wall beside your head, his taller stature hovering over you and covering you with warmth, the other snakes to your waist to pull at your belt.

—-

“A-ahh-, Sho…”

Your fingers gripped his two-toned hair as he nuzzled his face into your pussy.

Shoto fucked you from the time you stepped in the door all the way into the wee hours of the morning.

To finish you off and make sure he sent you back to campus shaking with only thoughts of him permeating your brain, he opted to bury himself between your thighs for another hour after fucking you in every position he could think of.

Pale sunlight filtered in through his thin curtains, covering his sleeping form and making him look angelic. Soft breaths and sounds escaped his cute little puckered lips.

It was easy to slip out of bed and pad quietly to the kitchen to begin cooking. The same routine that you had been accustomed to for a year now.

“I don’t deserve you..” Shoto whispered and kissed your naked shoulder upon making his entrance into the kitchen.

His arms wrapped around your waist as he hugged you from behind. 

Breakfast sizzled on the stove - an entire spread of eggs, bacon, pancakes, onigiri, and fried pork.

You turned your head and pressed a chaste kiss against his temple, the same small smile on your lips as the one you’d first given him at the cafe; though, this one held undertones of sadness.

While Shoto ate, you cleaned up in his en-suite bathroom and gathered your belongings.

“So…I’ll text you..” He trailed off but you immediately caught the implication. 

“I’ll see you around campus, Sho.” 

And you left.

—-

“I know you didn’t cook all of this..” Fuyumi set her keys in the dish and eyed her baby brother sitting at the counter munching on an onigiri. 

“Hmph..” Shoto averted his dual-colored eyes and stared at some random, expensive painting plastered up on the wall.

The same wall that he’d pressed you against about twelve hours beforehand.

His phone buzzed on the counter: ‘11:00 am: study session with iida, midoriya, bakugou in 50 mins’

“I’m going to get dressed for class.” He grabbed the device and left his empty plate on the counter just as Natsuo and Fuyumi settled down to partake in this free buffet that had seemingly been prepared for them to enjoy.

The door to his room shut quietly, he leaned against it, and raked a hand through his hair. 

He already couldn’t wait to see you again.

—-

I need you to take my mind off being in my prime, some company

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You'll know when Chifuyu has had a hard day at work.

He won't say a word; he'll just come home and shuffle tiredly inside you two's darkened bedroom.

You're a terrible insomniac, already having awakened three times involuntarily since you laid down for the night.

You feel the bed dip behind you and almost panic until you feel those telltale blonde bangs falling across your bare shoulder.

"'Fuyu..."

He doesn't say a word, but you feel his cold hands through your thin pajama pants as he works them up your hips.

He nuzzles his face into your neck and exhales noisily - panting, needy.

Soon those hands are fondling your breasts and sliding down your stomach.

He hooks one long leg around yours and ruts his long, aching cock against your back.

His actions are somehow both lazy and urgent; he's swirling his hips, rubbing his dick over your ass, slotting it in between your clothed cheeks.

"'Fuyu!"

He's moving faster now, but still quiet. Hasn't said a word since he came in.

Only labored breaths and calculated movements while he dry humps you from the back.

He secretly wishes that you were still asleep so he could fuck into your pliant body with no resistance, not that you'd resist him anyway. You love him.

Adore him. Come apart on his cock so prettily every time.

You feel your clit throbbing in your underwear, your panties are soaking now as Chifuyu continues his actions.

"Fuck, 'Fuyu! Please!"

And finally his cord snaps. He's gripping you by the back of the neck and shoving your face into the pillow.

You hear the zipper on his jeans come down.

"So patient for me, baby. I'm going to fill you up now; is that okay with you, pretty girl?"