#Shuichi Iguchi x fem! reader

[mamayan]

May we get an nsfw Drabble or one shot for stepbrother spinner/pervy fem reader?

Absolutely, enjoy nonnie!♥️ The entire time I wrote this, I couldn’t stop thinking about that one porno that turned into a fucking comedy, where the girl is a life guard and the dude is in a bathtub and he goes “this isn’t a beach this a bathtub!” and she goes “I know and I think we should have sex,” and the guy is just confused and is like “…alright I guess…” lmfao

Stepbro! Spinner x Stepsis! Reader

tw: NSFW • Blowjob (double?) • Stepcest themes (not biological siblings) • Dub-con • Degradation • Brat! Reader • Fem! Reader

Tag: @sharpcheddarcheese

“S-stop! M’gonna tell ye’r ma if you don’t—ngh, wait please—!,” his claws scrape the wood flooring beneath him, Shuichi pathetically weak to your touch as you teasingly smile up at him.

How could you even do this? It’s wrong. On all the levels, it’s wrong. His dad would kill him, descale him and turn him into a pair of boots just to stomp him some more.

Apparently his dad isn’t enough to make him go soft, not when your pink little tongue licks up his shafts, your smaller hands wrapped around both to squish them together so you could wiggle your tongue between both. “Fuckkkk,” he’s about to pass out, or cum, or both. Embarrassingly he’s extremely close and you’ve hardly touched him yet. His teeth are bared aggressively but it does nothing to deter you. If anything, you become more emboldened by his fight to deny this, to deny you.

“What’s wrong Shu~♡ Not ready to drop the family act yet?” You swirled your tongue over the head of one of his cocks, chuckling as he groans low in his throat. His hips twitching up a little and smearing some pre-cum across your lips and cheek. The sight of his little sister laying her upper body in his lap to tease his cocks is too much. You could easily tell by how he trembled beneath you.

You were at it again. Vehemently disagreeing to even call him family when his dad had married your mom. You used to hate him, but his charm wasn’t in his ability to battle back against you. It was in his reliability, his loyalty and protectiveness.

It’s just you never wanted him to feel that way only because he saw you as his sister. That pissed you off. His desire for “family” cute but not when it was directed at you in that way.

“Please, this, we need to stop— fuck,” he’s panting, as you slip one inside your mouth and hollow out your cheeks to suck gently. He looks ruined and you’ve hardly played with him yet.

You release his cock with an audible pop and grinned up at him. “You keep saying we as if I give a damn about your stupid family ideals. How’s this? We can be a real family Shu, how about you marry me? That would make it true.” You laugh as he chokes on his own saliva, looked more than a little angry at your words.

“‘Ya shouldn’t say that shit so easy idiot!” A clawed hand comes up to grip the back of your neck, intent on pulling you off finally, but when you let a fat drop of spit fall from your lips onto his cock, he freezes.

“The idiot is you Shu,” you mutter before finally taking one cock all the way into your mouth and throat and gripping the other tightly to jerk in the same rhythm you set with your mouth.

“Shit, fuck, fuck m’gonna cum!” He gasps, hips thrusting up to force more of his fat tapered tip into your tight hot throat.

You pull off before he can cum, making him nearly whine.

“Aww~♡ You’re fucking pathetic, were you about to cum down your little sister’s throat Shu? That’s disgusting.” You grinned as his eyes go wide with guilt and shame. You continue a slow motion with his cock in your hand as you lean further up his torso so he’s made to look at you. “What’s wrong? You said this is wrong, but it’s you who was about to paint his baby sister’s face with his hot load.” You were goading him, it was obvious, and he was certainly putting up a good fight in the face of it.

In the end though, he loses. “Fucking bitch,” he all but growls before taking a fist full of your hair and pressing your face back down on his cock. Moaning when you relent and open your warm mouth for his dick to invade and thrust up into. He could care less it gagged you, even chuckling when a few tears prick your pretty eyes.

“This want ya fuckin’ wanted? The fuck are they even teachin’ at that fancy college you go to?” He’s pushing and pulling your head like a toy as he fucks your mouth. Your free hand forced to grip his shirt still on to ground yourself a bit. “Okay baby, ya wanted me’t treat ya like my woman, I am now.” He laughs, moaning as you drool and slobber on his dicks, struggling to breathe and crying now. You looked messy and adorable, like a slut for his enjoyment and not the precious sister he normally tried to treat you as. He’s not thinking anymore, just focused on cuming as hard as possible down your throat like you asked for.

“Fuckin’ take it all—,” he groans, stuffing his cock as deep down into your throat as possible as your cry is stifled. You feel his cock twitch and even expand in your throat, eyes widening in panic as you shake, while his second cock shoots another load all over your neck and chest. His balls are drawn tight as he gasps, pushing your head down even further until your nose is smashed against his scales.

You nearly pass out before he releases you, having cum straight down your throat and into your stomach.

You cough and sputter, trying to fill your lungs with air and dispel the burning in them. Tears, snot, saliva, and cum cover your pretty face. Hair disheveled and cocky expression finally gone as you look up at him with those sweet eyes he adores.

Until your words throw him for another spin.

“You still didn’t even make me cum, who would want to be your woman when you can’t even do that?”

“Fuckin’ brat!” You giggle at his irritation.

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The League Of Villains W/ Cow Girl S/O

Tomura Shigaraki X Fem!Reader, Dabi X Fem!Reader, Atsuhiro Sako X Fem!Reader, Shuichi Iguchi X Fem!Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: I don’t know if anyone’s done this, but what about the LOV with a quirkless S/O who is a Cowgirl like? She likes to go hunting, She like to go fishing, and she’s really great with doing rope tricks.

Shigaraki Tomura

✋ At first the only reason that he tolerated having you around was cover, however you later showed off your skills and made getting rid of witnesses way easier, his quirk did leave no evidence but sometimes he needed people to know what he had done without being able to track it back to him. ✋ You were a hunter, you loved to go hunting and Shigaraki liked to provide you with hunting material, he also loved to watch you hunt, would often place bets when the group got bigger, on the fact that you’d always bring back a dead body. ✋ You would take him fishing sometimes, he never really fished, he’d bring a console and play while you fished but you guys still talked the whole time mostly about what he was playing. ✋ You grew up on a farm which is no surprise when the league needed somewhere off the books to stay. You could provide it for them.

“You're sure that they won’t know that we are here?” Shigaraki asked. “Why would they look here?” You asked “I’m supposed to be a quirkless girl who lives alone on her farm, they might warn me that you are running around but that's all they're going to do.” “How can you be so sure?” Shigaraki asked. “They don’t see quirkless people as anything other than victims.” You explained. “Mmm.” Shigaraki hummed as you smiled, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek.

The next morning you were right, there were a couple of pro heroes that came poking around, you were out on the farm when they called out to you, you glanced up at the house, you could see the outline of Shigaraki but only because you knew where you were looking “can I help you guys?” You asked pulling your horse to a stop on your side of the fence. “We just wanted to make sure that everything was okay out here, we heard that the League of Villains had been lurking around here, have you seen anyone out here?” One of them asked. “Villains? Out here? Not usually.” You answered “they don’t usually come out this far, nothing here for ‘em.” “You don’t think they’d be interested in the land?” He asked. “Where’s business for them, organizations that need space like this need business too, last I checked you guys shut the The Hassaikai, I can’t think of anyone else looking for that kind of space with the connections to pull it off.” You leaned forward on the saddle, hands wrapped in the reins and rested on the saddle horn. “Unless you're worried that the league of villains could pull that off.” “Well-” “You think they’re actually out here!?” You asked, faking a terrified look as you looked around the paddock. “Are you alone here?” One of them asked. “It’s the only thing that I have left of my family.” You answered. “Don’t worry there will be heroes stationed near the farm, if anything happens then you’ll be able to find one of us.” He promised. “Thank you.” You breathed as they nodded and continued on their way, you watched them go pretending that you had gotten back to work, when you were sure that they were gone you made your way back into the house where Shigaraki was waiting in the kitchen. “I told you, they see a quirkless girl and assume she needs protection, they won’t look for you here but if you intend to leave you need to be careful they’ll have low level heroes all over the place.” You informed him. “Right.” He mumbled. “Do you intend to help me around here?” You asked. “The others can help.” He waved you off and you smirked. “And what will you do?” You asked. “Watch like I always do.” He answered leaning back in his chair as you pressed a kiss to his shaggy blue hair.

Dabi

🔥 No one expected him to have a quirkless girlfriend but actually you fit him perfectly personality wise. 🔥 You never backed down from a fight and you learned to defend yourself in your own way, you had accidentally bumped into Dabi one night when you were in the middle of defending yourself, he burned the men that were causing a problem but you refused to let him walk away and eventually he talked to you. 🔥 Dabi had a tendency to walk away from you so you had a tendency to catch him with whatever ropey object that you had that would do the job and pull him back to you so you can finish making your very stupid point, you had to invest in a fireproof one after the first encounter. 🔥 Always flicks the brim of your hat whenever you wore it, he thought it was hilarious with your nose scrunched up and your eyelids flickering for a second a quick way for him to win an argument.

You had been arguing about your favourite snacks in the seconds before he had stood to leave, you weren’t done arguing your point though as you grabbed the lasso that you had decided to keep in the living room for these very common argument, you waited for him to lift his hand to wave you off before flicking the rope out to land comfortably around his wrist, he raised an eyebrow at you “Are you serious?” He asked. “I don’t like it when you walk away from me.” You mumbled with a soft pout “plus (Y/F/S) is still the best out there.” “Oh yeah?” He asked as he allowed you to pulling a couple of steps forward, he smirked when you attempted to stand up pulling you towards him when you were only on one foot. “Woah, why?” You asked, he smirked as fixed the hat on your head and flicked the brim. “I hate it when you do that.” “But you look so cute.” He smirked, leaning down “when do you ever make a cuter face?” “I hate you when you're like this.” You mumbled taking the hat off and throwing it back on the sofa “you're trying to distract me.” “Am I?” He asked. “From what?” “From the argument.” You answered. “It’s hardly an argument when you are wrong.” He teased, leaning closer, you narrowed your eyes. “I’m not-” “Shh.” He hushed you. “Not worth it, this is way more fun.” He pressed a kiss to your lips unlooping his wrist from your trap before pressing his palm to the back of your head keeping you close as he successfully pulled your mind from argument to something he’d much rather be doing.

Atsuhiro Sako/ Mr Compress

🔮 Atsuhiro still doesn’t really know why you started talking to him but it helped with his act to have someone who was quirkless and very skilled, your fashion kept people enamoured, his tricks stayed hidden and you both had a good time. 🔮 I think that Atsuhiro would likely enjoy the quieter times as well when you're out fishing and stuff. 🔮 He’s not one for manual labour but he’ll watch you do your thing for hours unless it involves him getting too close to the animals. 🔮 If anyone stumbled across you while you were together you’d look unbelievably domestic, so much so that you had fooled a few heroes, when he opens the door in an apron in them idle of cooking breakfast while you are still on the farm.

You had been out on with the chickens you were collecting eggs, when you saw two people walking up to your house, you recognised one of them as Dabi, he would have been hard to miss even though you hadn’t met him and you guessed that the girl was Toga given that she was the only girl that was in the League. “Hey can I help you guys!?” You called. “Woah, you look cool!” Toga gushed “can we be friends!?” “That heavily depends on your moral alignment.” You smirked as you looked at Dabi. “So can I help you with something?” “We’re looking for Compress. He said that he would be here.” Dabi answered. “Mmm.” You hummed as you vaulted the fence with ease dusting your hands off, Dabi’s eyes moved to the lasso on your hip and you smirked. “Don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you, doubt I could Dabi.” “You know me?” He asked. “Seen a few things on the news and Hiro talks about you a lot. You have destructive tendencies, it makes for a good story.” You shrugged as you gestured for them to follow you “thanks for looking after him by the way.” “It’d be more trouble if he died on us or got caught.” Dabi answered disinterestedly. When you opened the door for them, you could smell Atsuhiro’s cooking. “Hiro! You have visitors!” You called, there was shuffling as you pointed them to the dining room to take a seat, Atsuhiro came out of the kitchen. “Visitors?” He asked half expecting you to have brought in your favourite chicken to see him squirm a little bit, you pointed to the dining room where Toga waved excitedly at him. “Looks like I’ll be leaving again.” “Yeah but you’ll be back before you know it.” You winked and he chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Compress, you know that the boss man is impatient, hurry up!” Dabi grumbles. “I’m in the middle of something!” Compress called back not separating from you and you giggled. “You should go, I can handle the rest of the breakfast.” You promised, pushing him towards the stairs as you both separated, neither realising the way that Dabi rolled his eyes and Toga gushed. “Do you think I could find someone like that?” Toga asked. “Of course!” You called out at the same time that Dabi said: “Not a chance.”

Shuichi Iguchi/ Spinner

🦎 You and Shuichi met by accident, you had been trying to prove to your brothers and sisters that you could do just as well as they could even without a quirk and he was running from all of the people that were teasing him, it resulted in you both meeting in the middle. 🦎 You were each other's biggest fan, you were fiery, you had learned to be over the years so Shuichi was usually the one that calmed you down, he just really doesn’t want to see you hurt. 🦎 That being said you were good with weapons, you had a capture weapon modelled after a Lasso and a gun on your hip that you definitely knew how to use. 🦎 When Spinner first arrived he had said that he wouldn’t join unless there was a place for you, Shigaraki had no intention of honouring that until he saw what you could do.

You walked in behind Spinner as you looked around the room, there were a large number of people in the room “so you're the quirkless idiot that wants in?” A gruff voice spoke, you looked over in the direction that it had come from “how the hell are you going to help Mind you I wouldn’t mind having a cute little thing to come back too.” “Do you shut up?” You asked. “Well you still wanna be here, are you scared little girl?” He asked. “Who are you?” You asked. “Names Muscular.” He answered. “Stupid.” You muttered, he growled as he lunged forward, Spinner had his hand on his sword but you moved him faster than him, your lasso securing around the bigger man feet causing him to fall to the floor, you wrapped the rest of the rope around his arms before he could get his bearings and pulled the gun out pointing it at his head. “You're about as intimidating as the bulls back on the farm.” You mumbled. “Alright that’s enough.” Shigaraki said as you looked at him. “You can stay, stay useful and you stay alive.” “Yes sir.” You said as you released the capture weapon Spinner pulled you towards him and away from the angry villain. “Must you always cause a scene?” He asked. “I’ll stop when people stop insisting I’m useless because I don’t have a quirk.” You answered. “Mmm.” He hums. “You hurt?” “Nah, not even a little bit, can’t say the same for Mr Muscle's ego though.” You winked at the man who had now moved across the room and he glared at you as Spinner pinched you a warning not to push too hard.

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[crystallinearts]

Chapter 1 of "out of the woods.", an Iguchi Shuichi/Spinner x fem reader fic with a cottagecore/cabincore and post-apocalypse aesthetic, has been posted!

[everything-i-have-ever-read]

LOV

L.O.V kidnap you. when you wake back up you've lost your memory.

Marbles (Mr. Compress x Reader)

Warnings: Noncon, cumflation, belly bulges, forced filming, butt stuff, massive amount of cum, yandere

Nullified Quirk  (Shigaraki x Reader)+ Aizawa

TW: Noncon

Shigaraki fucking Aizawas daughter/student/someone v close to him, and having Aizawa be forced watch and use his quirk so Shigaraki can touch her fully without her truning into dust

Ensnared (Shigaraki x Reader x Dabi) 

 Warnings: Noncon, stuck in a wall sex, forced oral sex, forced orgasm, facefucking, degradation, water sports (Shigaraki be pissing), yandere

shigaraki fucking all mights daughter who is quirkless.

Warnings: noncon, forced breeding, yandere

MANNERS Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Reader x Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner)

[honeytama]

Dear, I Think Something’s Wrong.

Husband!Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: I haven’t done this in a long time, so it’s kinda ehhh, but I really love this idea and I’m glad I got the motivation to write about it. Enjoy! Also, what’s up Spinner fuckers? Haven’t seen y’all in a hot moment.

Summary: Your husband, Shuichi, comes home with aching pains all over his body and with a harsh demeanor. The evening heats up once Spinner’s aches reach his groin; he can’t help but need to satiate himself using his lovely wife.

Warnings: Smut (18+), dubcon, marriage, sex pollen/sex quirk, light aggression, double penetration, lots of cum, and a bit ooc Spinner

Word Count: 1.8k

Masterlist

You hear the front door click open as you finish putting away folded laundry in the master bedroom.

“Spinner? C’mere, love!” You call out to the front of your apartment. You hear his boots and bag hit the wood flooring at the entrance before his footsteps approach you. “How have you been? I can’t believe it's been 2 weeks,” you smile and stride up to him as he reaches your bedroom doorway.

“Honestly, not well, honey.” Spinner rubs his hand across the back of his neck attempting to relieve tension. He smirks at you anyway, “But, seeing you makes it better.”

Placing a kiss on his cheek, you feel an unexpected warmth lingering on your lips once you depart. You shoo away the thought of the strange temperature of your reptilian husband's skin and focus on his response. “What’s wrong? Did you get injured while with Tomura?” You sit on the edge of the bed.

“There’s just so much—ah, fuck,” he begins to pull off his work clothes; his vest, pants, and scarves all end up laying in a pile next to you. “My muscles have never given me this much pain before.” You watch him stand before you in nothing but his underwear that clings tight to his front. While Spinner twists and stretches out his back, you gaze at a sight you haven’t seen in a while.

His strong Adonis’ belt creates a perfect trail for your eyes to follow down to his hard package. Looking even lower, the legs of his underwear are hiked up a bit above his large thigh muscles. You can’t help but want to reach out a hand to feel his scales under your fingertips like you could weeks ago.

Spinner has recently been out of town for weeks at a time doing who knows what; sometimes you’re afraid to ask. So, as newlyweds, you feel his absence has taken a toll on your relationship, especially, in the physical department. Your husband’s high libido used to keep you up for hours into the night when the League of Villains was based nearby. Now, you hope that when he returns home he’ll have enough energy to lift you into his lap to watch movies on the couch.

However, the prominent bulge in his briefs gives you hope for tonight. 

“Are you gonna touch me or what?” Shuichi hisses while towering over you.

“Wha—?” The sudden change in his tone startles you a bit, so you push yourself back on the bed giving space between you two.

“The second I get back from being away from my gorgeous wife,” he reaches out to wrap his hand around your ankle to pull you back to him, “and you can’t even jump at the chance to please me?”

Sorry? “It's just that I haven't seen you, and those, like this in a while.” Spinner has always been so sweet to you even in an argument, so his harsh tone worries you. Yet, you can’t help feeling turned on by this change. “What’s gotten into you, Spinner?”

His chest rises and falls quickly; his pecs seem to be more bulged and swollen than normal.

“The fact that you’re not already on your hands and knees for your husband,” he growls. “Lift up your hips.”

You do as you're told. His claws scratch your sides and your shorts and underwear are ripped from your body in one go. Figuring he won’t give any mercy to your top, you decide to prop yourself up to pull it over your head. The garments are thrown to the floor and you’re left there laying completely vulnerable.

He dips down to leave over your figure. His pointed tongue rolls out of his mouth and a drop of drool falls from the tip; it pools on your chest before rolling down your stomach making you shiver.

“Finally, I can use you,” he hisses. He smacks the side of your thigh, signaling you to follow his orders completely. You roll over and take the stance he craves. Your arms are bent on the mattress, and your knees are spread enough to give him the arch in your back he usually loves so much. “Yeah, yeah, just like that…”

Spinner pulls down the front of his briefs to let his heavy cocks fling out. You listen to the familiar clicking of his hand wrapped around both shafts at once to properly slick them up before entering you. But, he didn’t use lube did he?

“Ah—,“ you gasp. He rubs himself up and down your slit; his thick pre cum coats the insides of your thighs and it drips to the white sheets beneath you. Your heart beats fast in your chest as two conflicting thoughts fight each other in your mind. On one hand, you’re afraid of what unexpected things he might do to you. On the other, you want him to try something new. It’s pretty tiring to get your shy husband to let himself go.

“Hssst,” Spinner breathes in quickly through his teeth as he begins pressing into you without warning. “Fuck,” he moans. Even without seeing his face you know his tonight has fallen out of his mouth again by feeling the warm drool on your back.

“T-too much, baby” you whine. With your lips in an “o” shape, you breathe heavily through his relentless pushing. The duvet beneath you gets pulled into your fists. “Please, slow, slow, slow,” you cry.

“Fuck,” he groans. A final shove let’s his cocks glide against your walls to bottom out.

“Shuichi—,” you yell out his name but his first full thrust makes your breath catch in your throat.

His hands keep steady on your hips to keep them in place as his thrusts relentlessly into your fluttering pussy. “You’re not getting away until I get what I need.” Spinner readjusts his angle by lifting a leg up to the right of you. His new kneeling position makes you scream into the mattress. He so, so deep. Every thrust of his hips sends his cocks to punch into the back of your inner walls. Your hands fly to your mouth and your eyelids clench down at this immense pleasure.

“Make me cum, please,” you muffle out from your hands covering your mouth in hopes to conceal your screams from your next door neighbors.

“Tch.”

“Ah, ah, ahh,” you pant as your eyes roll back. You feel yourself clench around him before a stream of liquid releases from deep inside of you. You coat his pair of cocks in your own cum.

“Shuichii,” your voice diminishes to a whimper as you feel yourself get full with his hot, thick cum. You clench your pussy and feel some drip out and down the inner part of your thigh. He doesn’t pull out yet though, so you shiver against him as his cum cools down rolling down your leg.

“Y/N…,” you hear Spinner’s voice lighten up. He pulls his still hard cocks out of you and watches his second load drools from your stretched-out cunt.

“Honey?”

“I’m so sorry for treating you so badly,” he cries out. A bit of his usual personality has returned since you’ve satiated him partially.

“I know, I know,” you say lovingly. His pink hair comes into view as he leans over you. You’re ready for his sensitive conscience to drive him to apologize to you profusely for the next week. You gasp when he enters you again.

“M-my apologies, dear,” he presses his snout roughly against your ear. The rumble of his voice sends shivers down the back of your neck and your pussy clenches around his appendages tightly in response. The tip of his dicks massages the furthest part of your cunny as he pumps himself quickly, barely pulling out before pushing back in. “I-I don't know-ow — what’s wrong with me, love.”

He lightly wraps his hand on your neck and pulls your head to the side to kiss you passionately on the lips.

“Please—,” you manage to squeak out in between thrusts. “Please, please, baby, slow d—,” your cheek gets pushed into the plush duvet before you can finish.

“Ah—!,” he throws his head back. “I’m so, so sorry!”

“Keep going, I missed this, Spinner,” you pant. Your backside stings as his nails dig into the flesh of your waist. His strong hands pull your lower half against his groin repeatedly. the squelching sound of his thick precum rubbing the inside of your walls plays in tandem with the smack of your thighs against his.

“Haah... uugh... aaah,” Spinner’s sounds toss between grunts and whimpers with every thrust.

You figure that his main goal is to get off; this is either because he’s so pent up from not having pleased himself, it’s just an effect of his quirk, or... “Baby, ahh,” you moan trying to start your sentence. “Did y-you fight anyone today? Hnng.” Your eyes roll back into your head but you try to pay attention to his next words closely.

“Yeah, yeah, shit!” He pants heavily. “Some shithead tried to mess with me on my way home to you baby.” Suddenly he pulls both of himself out of you, giving your exhausted body a break for a moment. “Flip over, now,” he commands.

You playfully roll your eyes while rolling onto your back. As you spread your legs, his warm liquid drips from you in loads right onto the freshly cleaned bedding.

Without any warning, he pushes your thighs back towards your chest and presses himself into your weeping pussy. “Spinnerrr,” you moan.

“You take me so well. Now, please make me cum, again,” his dark eyes pierce into yours. His face holds both domineering and desperate expressions.

“The guy who fucked with you earlier must have had a quirk to make you need to have sex,” You say out loud. You’ve heard stories of this sort of thing happening before, but you never thought it would happen to your husband. By instinct, you wrap your arms around his thighs to prepare for his deep strokes.

“Dammit,” he hisses. “I guess it’s not so bad, now,” he grins while rocking his hips into you. “But, there’s no way I’m stopping any time soon. This quirk’s effect lasts for hours. And, I don’t want to stop.” He blushes so hard you see a roses tint creep under his green scales under his eyes. “I planned to make love to you once I got home, by the way. Even without the effects of this quirk.”

“Yeah, yeah, just keep going, babe,” you tease.

[get-shiggy-with-it]

✧ - VILLAINS M. LIST

ATSUHIRO SAKO | MR. COMPRESS

//FICS//

ghost lights (professor!compress x gn!student!reader, smut)

↳ college au, professor sako decides to make you his next star

//REQUESTS//

yandere!compress + exhibitionism - compress x f!reader

yandere!compress + noncon filming - compress x f!reader

JIN BUBAIGAWARA | TWICE

//FICS//

Book Drop Boy (library!student worker!twice x afab!student!reader, smut)

↳ collage au, twice fantasizes about you when you come to study at the library on campus and those fantasies become reality with just a little bit of fraud

//REQUESTS//

TOUYA TODOROKI | DABI

//FICS//

gin and tonic and bad, bad men (bartender!dabi x waitstaff!implied fem!reader, noncon)

↳ A BNHAREM coworkers au collab! Dabi is willing to protect you from those awful, nasty men who torment you at work, but he never does anything on the house

(I'll stay with you) one more night (dabi x afab!reader, toxic relationship angst)

↳ @/doinmybesthere's 3k collab piece! You and dabi have been playing this game every summer since you were kids. So when was it your turn to win?

//REQUESTS//

shigadabi x reader threesome

SHUICHI IGUCHI | SPINNER

//FICS//

#1 Victory Royale (college!spinner x student!afab!reader, angst, fluff, smut)

↳ college au, relationships suck and Spinner is starting to think maybe he does too

//REQUESTS//

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21 Roses - Fem!Reader x Various - Pro-hero reader, Lady Luck, just becomes the bachelorette on a new dating television show! 21 suitors are lined up, but will she get lucky with one of them? 

(Reader interactive! :))

STUDENTS:

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Izuku Midoriya (Deku):

(H) Izuku with an S/O with glasses  (fluff)

(I) Izuku - Take Five (spice)

(I) Izuku - Take Two (Take Five P2) (Spice)

(H) Midoriya w/ s/o singing to him (comfort)  

(D) S/O injured in a villain attack (angst)

(D) Finds s/o’s secret lost rat (fluff?)

(I) Fairy!Deku x reader (fluff)

(H) w/ a twin sibling (fluff)

(H) w/ art-hoe s/o (fluff)

(H) w/ adrenaline junkie s/o (fluff)

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Katsuki Bakugo:

(H) Bakugo asking out a shy crush (fluff)

(H) Bakugo with S/O with glasses  (fluff)

(M) Bakugo - Best Two Out of Three  (spice)

(H) Bakugo first kiss  (fluff)

(H) Bakugo with an s/o side-stepping his advances (spice)

(H) Bakugo with a chubby s/o (comfort/fluff)

(I) Fight with a quirkless s/o (angst)

(D) Finds s/o’s secret lost rat (fluff?)

(I) Grinch - 2019 Christmas

(D) Bakugo discovers his gf is abusing you (angst)

(D) P2 comforts you after Todoroki’s a dick (comfort)

(I) S/o strips in her sleep (humor/spice)

(H) w/ a twin sibling (fluff)

(H) w/ art-hoe s/o (fluff)

(H) with a touchy/cuddly s/o (fluff)

(H) w/ adrenaline junkie s/o (fluff)

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Denki Kaminari:

(H) Denki asking out a shy crush  (fluff)

(I) Denki - Shock Factor  (fluff)

(D) Denki meme partners in crime (humor)

(I) Denki when s/o has a bad day at work (angst/comfort)

(H) Kaminari late to his date (humor) 

(H) Kaminari as a human disaster (humor)

(H) Denki with a chubby s/o (comfort/fluff)

(H) Denki stubs his toe (humor)

(H) Dating Denki (fluff)

(H) Werewolf!Denki (fluff)

(I) Mistletoe - Christmas 2019

(D) s/o dressed up as a sexy nurse for Halloween (spice)

(H) if Kaminari is the traitor :( (angst)

(H) Does Kaminari play electricity bills? (humor)

(H) w/ an Australian s/o (fluff/humor)

(H) w/ a twin sibling (fluff)

(M) Soulmate tattoo au where jirou tries to keep you apart (fluff/angst on jirou)

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Tokoyami Fumikage:

(D) Tokoyami makes mugcakes with a short crush (fluff)

(I) Tokoyami switching bodies with crush (humor) 

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Tamaki Amajiki:

(D) Tamaki bittersweet pining for crush (angst)

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Sero Hanta:

(H) Sero asking out a shy crush  (fluff)

(H) Sero with a chubby s/o (comfort/fluff)

(I) Dullahan!Sero x Reader (fluff/spook)

(I) Drider!Sero x Reader (fluff/spook)

(H) Werewolf!Sero confessing being a werewolf (fluff)

(I) Gift Wrapping - Christmas 2019

(H) With small/cute s/o who swears (humor/fluff)

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Eijiro Kirishima:

(H) Eijiro asking out a shy crush (fluff)

(H) Kirishima w/ s/o jamming to music (humor)  

(D) Finds s/o’s secret lost rat (fluff?)

(H) Hellhound!Kirishima (fluff/spook)

(I) Chimera!Kirishima x Reader (spook)

(D) Kirishima hiking w/ reader (fluff, slight spice)

(I) Hot Cocoa - 2019 Christmas (fluff)

(H) With small/cute s/o who swears (humor/fluff)

(H) w/ an Australian s/o (fluff/humor)

(H) S/o with a lion quirk (fluff)

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Shoto Todoroki:

(H) Shoto asking out a shy crush (fluff)

(H) Shoto w/ S/O with glasses  (fluff)

(I) Shoto w/ Homesick American Crush  (comfort)

(D) Shoto watching a Scary Movie (fluff/humor)

(I) Villain!Todoroki (angst)

(H) Todoroki w/ s/o jamming to music (humor)  

(D) S/O injured in a villain attack (angst)

(D) Finds s/o’s secret lost rat (fluff?)

(I) Unrequited love with his best friend (angst)

(I) S/o strips in her sleep (humor/spice)

(H) w/ art-hoe s/o (fluff)

(H) with a touchy/cuddly s/o (fluff)

(H) w/ adrenaline junkie s/o (fluff)

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Mirio Togata:

(H) Werewolf!Miro (fluff)

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Hitoshi Shinsou:

(H) Hitoshi w/ S/O with glasses (fluff)

(I) Defending Shinsou from bullies (comfort/fluff) 

(H) Distracting Shinsou in class (fluff)

(H) Shinsou Saturday cartoon  (fluff/hint of spice)

(I) Shinsou play flight with his s/o (fluff, hint of spice)

(H) w/ an Australian s/o (fluff/humor)

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Tenya Iida:

(I) Iida Happy One Year Anniversary (fluff)

(D) Monster!Iida x reader (spook)

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Mina Ashido:

(D) Mina with a crush who can’t swim (humor)

(D) Mina with a crush who plays dnd (fluff/humor) 

(H) Mina with s/o who had anxiety/support animal (comfort)

(H) With small/cute s/o who swears (humor/fluff)

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Seiji Shishikura:

(D) Seiji makes his crush vomit (humor)

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Mei Hatsume:

(D) Mei Hatsume with attention-seeking reader (spice)

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Inasa Yoarashi:

(I) Inasa x Reader at the Hero License Exam (fluff/angst) 

(I) Snowball Fight - 2019 Christmas

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Tsuyu Asai:

(H) Tsuyu on a boat-date (fluff)

(I) Kelpie!Tsuyu x reader (fluff/spook)

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Yuga Aoyama:

(D) s/o dressed up as a sexy nurse for Halloween (spice)

(I) Crush has a revealing hero suit (fluff/spice)

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Ochako Uraraka:

(D) S/O injured in a villain attack (angst)

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Minoru Mineta (LOL):

(I) April 1, 2020 - Crush confesses to Mineta (idek)

VILLAINS:

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Twice (Jin Bubaigawara):

(D) Twice x reader (angst)

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

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Shigaraki Tomura:

(H) Jealous because of Dabi’s friendship with crush  (Spice)

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

(D) s/o dressed up as a sexy nurse for Halloween (spice)

(H) with a touchy/cuddly s/o (fluff)

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Kurogiri:

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

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Dabi:

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

(H) with a touchy/cuddly s/o (fluff)

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Himiko Toga:

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

(H) with a touchy/cuddly s/o (fluff)

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Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi):

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

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Mr. Compress (Atsuhiro Sako):

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

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Magne (Kenji Hikiishi):

(H) Meeting insane new member (spook)

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PRO HEROS:

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Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic): 

(H) Present Mic love language (Fluff)

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Toshinori Yagi (All Might):

(I) Crush ghosts him after seeing his true form (angst)

(I) Ice Skating - Christmas 2019 (fluff)

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Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead):

(I) Strangers on Christmas - Secret Santa 2019 (fluff)

(D) s/o dressed up as a sexy nurse for Halloween (spice)

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OTHER:

Valentine Pick-Up Lines 2020

[mamayan]

★MANNERS☆

Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Reader x Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner)

Tomura and Spinner decide Katsuki’s lil sis needs to learn some manners. Tomura is happy to help.

TW: DARK CONTENT • NONCON (full on) • NSFW • Alcohol consumption • Forced alcohol consumption (anally) • Abuse/Manipulation • Gaslighting • Piss • Forced Enema (using beer) • Oral (M) • PIV • Rough Sex • Degradation/Humiliation • Fem! Reader • Quirkless/College AU • Not proof read!

A/N: Don’t come for me, I had a dream and needed to get it out lol

“Man don’t fuckin’—! Shit! Go left! Go fuckin’ left dammit’! NO! Fuck!” The controller went sailing across the room, hitting drywall and knocking down a corner of a poorly taped up poster near the stairwell.

“Hey dickwad, watch the fuckin’ face,” Dry eyes, bloodshot from staring at the tv all night, looked up.

You looked pissed, hair messy and face and clothing crumpled like you’d just rolled out of bed.

“It three in the morning you shitheads, shut up!” Your screech was akin to a pterodactyl, eyes blazing with fury as you pointed a manicured finger at all of them. “I have class in the morning! Shut this shit off and go to bed.” Like the whirlwind you appeared as, you were gone, stomping loudly up the cheap wooden stairs leading up from the basement smelling of stale beer and weed.

“What a—,”

“Cunt.” Tomura finished, looking at his friend with a roll of his eyes.

“She always such a bitch?” Tomura asks, curiously looking up at your ass as you slam the door shut behind you.

Shuichi looked awkward, “She’s his lil sis, so yeah, kind of always a bitch.”

“No shit? She’s firecracker’s sister?” Tomura looked shocked by the information before scoffing. “Makes sense then,” he’s back to focusing on the game, and the two resume their shouting contest at the tv.

They don’t know they’d be getting redecorated with kitchen condiments when they emerged from downstairs.

“Who the fuck?!” Spinner was nearly in tears, hot sauce directly in his eyes.

Tomura was oddly silent though despite standing slumped with ketchup and mayo dripping down his cheek, glaring balefully beneath his bangs as you snorted and tossed the empty bottle of mustard onto the floor. “I know shit for brains at least pays rent here, but you don’t,” you’re once again pointing a finger at him. “Listen crusty, me and my bro pay most of the mortgage, and then the other half is paid by Touya’s rich daddy and his pocket change.” Shuichi’s glare flattens a bit in fear under your icy stare as you glance at him like a bug beneath your foot. “You come over here all the damn time just to scream at the tv and lose, so do us all a favor, and stop showing your lotion needing ass around anymore.”

You leave just like that, finally feeling free from the incessant noise and nonsense as you get ready for your first class of the day, knowing your lab in the evening would be followed by a good night’s rest, finally.

Or not—

You return in the evening to another house party, furiously wondering which idiot set it up this time. Was it Katsuki or Touya? Shuichi was too much a follower and introvert to set up his own. The entire neighborhood was awake it seemed and eager to get drunk and wild, college students spilling out the seams of your home as you groan and push your way inside. Hands grab at you from all angles, only to feel the prick of your sharp nails in retaliation.

You spotted the spiky blonde hair of your idiot brother, his scowl matching your own as you confront him.

“The fuck dude?”

“Don’t fuck dude me, th’fuck’r doin’ home early?” He’s clearly intoxicated despite his stone faced demeanor, speech slurred as he sways a little. A pretty girl is looking at you with irritation for having interrupted her capture of prey.

“Put the nails away Babezilla, he’s my fuckin’ brother,” you sneer, rolling your eyes as you level him with a new found glare from the depths of hell.

“Everyone better be out before midnight or I’m lighting this shit on fire and claiming the insurance on the house and your body.”

“D’you take out insurance on my fuckin’ life?”

“Fuck around and find out.” With that you leave, Katsuki’s stunned face slowly morphing into one of rage as he screams out after you, held back by the girl half his size holding on to him like a desperate dog owner to their hound who smells blood.

Unbeknownst to you, you’re being watched. Carefully. As you sashay around the dirty house party, despite your terrible attitude, telling people what time to leave.

“I think she needs to learn a lesson in manners.” Shuichi glances over at Tomura, watching the young male scratch as his neck till red begins to pull up and spill. The crimson against his almost grayish skin looks ghastly.

“Y-yeah man…” something about the violent look in those garnet eyes makes him nervous.

“Go tell her I’m trying to take a piss on her bed.”

“Dude what? Why would I do that?” Shuichi looks stunned, making a face of pure confusion and revulsion. “That’s fuckin’ gross.” He receives an eye roll, chuckling beneath his breath.

“Just do it Spinner, remember where her room is?” Tomura points out, cocking a brow as if the purple haired male would catch on. He doesn’t, but Shuichi doesn’t want to admit so, nodding with a look of hesitation. “What exactly are you going to do when she gets up there?”

“Remember? A lesson in manners of course.”

Tomura happily grabs a freely left out six pack of beer, the glass long bottles cool and still dripping perspiration as they heat up in the room filled with liquored up sweaty bodies. The paper handle carefully balancing the weight of each one as he strolls up stairs, finishing his own drink of mixed hard liquors that still haven’t hit his system fully yet. Your room is on the third floor, more of a loft than anything, where you’d had a wall and door built to block out noise and add privacy. You have the most sound proof room in the house, the most secluded room in the house, and the most secure room in the house. Your brother made sure of it, throwing up extra locks as you insisted on getting a house with him near campus. Tomura is happy he found this information out through Shuichi, using his gaming friend to siphon out everything there is to know about you.

Despite your mean attitude, you’re quite the good friend. Well liked and adored on campus, pretty girl with a cute smile when you chose to use it. His own lips crack as they pull up into a grin, easily finding your room and closing the door. A normal bedroom, nothing special, with cute added decorations here and there as well as your books and study supplies left on your desk and bedside table. Tomura leaves the beer on your desk, finishing his drink and throwing the plastic red cup to the floor as he grunts and unzips his pants, freeing his limp chub as he steps up onto your bed.

He wasn’t kidding. He pissed all over your cute stuffed animals, pillows and blankets, releasing his foul pent up urine where you sleep.

“Ah fuck,” he groans, head falling back as he relaxes and fully empties his bladder just as the door slams open and you enter.

“No fuckin’ way— YOU SICK FUCKIN’ ANIMAL! THAT’S DISGUSTING!” Your shriek falls on deaf ears, the party drowning out your screeching perfectly. He doesn’t even turn his body, only his head as he looks down at your seething face with a lopsided grin.

“Aw, decided to join the fun now, Princess?” His scratchy rough voice isn’t slurred in the least, and it doesn’t take a lot to guess he’s mostly sober. Tomura shakes his cock a few times, making sure every drop hit your now soaked bed, before pulling up his boxers alone.

“Lock the door Spin.” He orders casually, and the ever eager Shuichi obeys, eyes wide in shock because Tomura really did it. He’s almost impressed, feeling something in his chest swell to see you so upset. All the times you’d mocked him as a loser who couldn’t afford to pay rent… it was true but that was besides the point.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing shit for brains?!” Shuichi flinched when you reeled on him now, but he held his ground as Tomura hopped to the floor, dropping his pants entirely now and kicking them off. It was comical the look on your face, eyes going wide and a hint of fear tinting your features before you masked it with rage. “You want to die or something? My brother will—,”

“Your brother is getting his cock gobbled like a turkey on Thanksgiving by the bitch I paid to do it. He’s not doing shit else tonight.” Tomura’s smile is vile, white teeth offset by his pale sickly skin as he chuckles, removing his shirt next.

The marks on his body can only be from some sort of self harm, scratch marks everywhere, scabs covering a majority.

“I’ve always liked your nails.” He starts, slowly backing you into Shuichi who seems more nervous than you at this point. Your glare is still in place, defiant pretty eyes sparked with emotion he’s dying to extinguish. “You’re wearing makeup today too.” He notes gleefully, and the way his face lights up almost childishly sends chills down your spine. A blaring red alarm is sounding as you realize his intentions aren’t just to vandalize your room.

“Tomura stop this right now—hck!?” It catches everyone but him off guard when he slaps you across the face, sending you to the floor as you gaze dazedly at your carpet for a moment.

“Shut the fuck up,” he sneers, rolling his eyes as you cough and sputter for a second. It’s the only second he needs to grab a fistful of your hair and haul you up, dragging you to your desk and swiping everything off and onto the floor to smash your face to the table. “You always scream and yell. It’s annoying how you always run your mouth slut.”

“Stop—! I’ll really scream! HELP! SOMEO—mhm!” He doesn’t hesitate to lift your head and slam it as hard as he can onto the table, effectively and violently silencing you.

“Holy shit dude—,” Shuichi halts when Tomura levels him with a glare. His eyes drop to you, even more rocked and dazed as a few tears leak down your cheeks.

“Since you like screaming so much…” he’s scratching as his neck with his free hand, cracking his knuckles after and dropping his hand to the waist band of your leggings. Your ears still ring from the blow, allowing him to easily pull your pants and underwear down to expose your lower half. He only pulls it down halfway, exposing your cunt and bare ass.

“Hey man, maybe we should stop…” Shuichi takes another step forward, eyes nervously looking at your exposed skin and limp figure against your desk.

“Nah, this bitch is getting a lesson taught tonight.” Tomura nods for Shuichi to come closer, his friend awkwardly shuffling closer. “Hold her arms behind her back and her face down.” Tomura helps grab both of your wrists, twisting them behind your back and pressing them down. He ignores your whimper, letting Shuichi hold you down now so he could free both hands.

Shuichi simply watches as Tomura grabs a beer, biting the cap off and spitting it on the floor as he saunters closer. Taking a few swigs, he grins and crouches down behind you, laughing as you flinch away from his hand on your ass.

“P-please stop—hii!” He only answers with a sharp slap to your ass and a giggle, deforming the soft doughy flesh with his hand and nails sinking in. Spreading one cheek wide, Tomura brings the lip of the bottle to the tight rosebud of your back entrance.

“Holy shit—,”

“No! No please!”

He ignores you and Shuichi, pressing forward and breaching your ass with the bottle and delighting in the squeal you make, legs going taunt and straight as the desk and Shuichi’s grip prevents you from going anywhere as he sinks about three inches of the bottle neck inside your ass.

“Bottoms up, bitch.” Tomura laughs, tilting the bottle up and watching the liquid begin to bubble and pop, disappearing inside of you as you groan and writhe for freedom, panic and tears painting your face. Keeping the bottle in place as he forces the beer inside you, Tomura leans up and over to lick the smearing mascara running down your cheek. The salt and chalky taste making his cock swell up into a tent in his boxers.

“Fuck man, is this even okay? I-I don’t wanna go to jail or some shit,”

“You won’t. She won’t say a thing.”

“W-why?”

“Look at her cunt.”

It didn’t matter how much you cried or babbled out pleas, the slick literally dripping from your cunt to the floor in a slimy along your thighs was undeniable.

“Get your phone out and record.” They switch places so Shuichi can do as he’s told, Tomura holding you down much more roughly now.

Shuichi finds it hard to swallow as he digs past his own hard cock to grab his phone out, shakily opening up the camera and hitting film. He doesn’t need to be told to set up facing the scene, using a book shelf on the other end of the room as a stand. He takes his position again holding you, Tomura once more free to do as he pleased.

When the bottle is empty, Tomura pulls it free roughly from your stinging ass with an audible pop.

“Looks like you still got room, hm?”

“Oh god, please, Tomura stop,” your sniffling and little whines don’t soften his heart as he bites another cap off, leaning his own face against the desk to keep the contact as he pressed the new bottle inside your ass. The cool glass contrasted against your warming insides, the feeling of being full hard not to focus on as the alcohol slowly heated you. The liquid goes in faster as he tips it up high, forcing you on your tip toes to avoid tearing your poor hole as he gleefully watches the horror and humiliation on your features.

“Little butt chugging bitch likes having her ass played with huh?” Tomura teases, playfully pressing the now empty bottle in and out of your sore hole, enjoying the tiny wail you release.

“Yeah you like it.”

“I-I don’t—!” He doesn’t care to listen as he fucks you with the glass bottle head, sitting up to watch your hole take it as his cock twitches and soaked his boxers with pre-cum.

“S-shit man I’needa’,” Shuichi feels his mind go blank, pressing his denim clothed cock against your outer thigh and rutting his hips against it like a dog. Tomura snickers watching his friend blow his load in his pants, not seeing the hypocrisy when he does the same not a moment later watching you whimper and take another bottle.

He stops as three, yanking his boxers down and pressing his uncut cock-head right up against your tight hole and releasing before he can even enter.

“Shit,” he moans, pressing Shuichi out of the way to pin your body with his own weight as he rubs against your ass with his release coating your skin. “Holding all that liquid must hurt, huh?” He huffs against your neck, sucking on the skin and breaking the capillaries when he bites down hard enough to draw blood.

Your scream echoes around the room, the floor vibrating as the party downstairs rages on without a clue to your plight.

You groan at Tomura wiggles his full weight on you, your lower belly feeling like it may burst any moment, panic settling into your gut.

“I-I need to p-pee…” Tomura moans, rocking his hardening cock against you while you struggle beneath him.

“Pee then,” he grunts, focusing on rubbing against your sloppy pussy, “So fuckin’ wet. You been wantin’ this?”

“Hey man…” Shuichi had decided to join his friend in stripping to his boxers, no longer pretending to have a moral compass as he stroked his own cock to the sight before him.

“Yeah I gotcha,” Tomura easily stands and brings you up, still restrained with his hands as he drags to the bathroom attached to your room. Shuichi follows, stunned when Tomura just drops you to the floor and presses a foot on your lower abdomen.

“S’too much, please,” you writhe like a bug, Shuichi’s eyes watching as you try and get away only to be pinned harder with Tomura’s foot.

The liquid stored inside you has no where else to go but out.

“Fuckin’ nasty bitch, shit,” Tomura watches in fascination as the liquid spills out, only beer coming out as you sob and lay on the tile. Despite his words he works his cock to the sight. “Cheap enema.” He notes, grabbing your wrist and hauling you to the shower. “Turn it on Spin,” dragging your poor figure into the shower and stripping you down naked. The water is freezing at first, your flinches and pathetic pleas as Tomura dumps soap over your head and body ignored. He uses the detachable shower head to wash you like an animal, roughly soaping you up and spraying you off, careless about nearly drowning you as he washes your face a little.

He does a poor job, but you’re somewhat clean, makeup still smeared lightly on your face as your dragged out dripping wet back into your bedroom.

He doesn’t hesitate to throw you on your bed.

“Fuckin’ gross man…” Shuichi frowns, but he doesn’t hesitate to grab you despite the scent of urine turning him off slightly.

You fight now though, wildly flailing limbs struggling as you scream and wail for anyone to hear you. No one does, as Tomura shamelessly climbs into the bed with you, boxers gone and completely naked as he helps Shuichi press you to your hands and knees. Tomura positioned behind you and Shuichi by your face.

“Please… I-I’m sorry…” they pause, your voice so tiny they barely heard it.

“Speak up, whore, we can’t hear you.” Tomura yanks your face up by your hair, your neck twisting painfully back as you sob.

“I’m sorry!”

“For what?!” Tomura sneers, using your head like a joystick and rattling you around.

“F-for saying mean things, a-and throwing food o-on you…”

“That all?” He asks, cock pressed up against the entrance to your cunt threateningly.

“P-please Tomura… Shuichi…”

“Since you’re begging,” Tomura laughs, surging his hips forward and shoving his cock into your warm tight cunt. You release a silent scream this time, choking on air as his cock fills you this time, each thick inch drilling into you as he starts wildly bucking into you with little regard to your pleasure.

“Fuck her face Spin,” Tomura grunts, drawing blood on your ass as his nails bite in, fucking hard up into your pussy, soft mushroom tip unsheathing and kissing up against your cervix.

“R-right…” Shuichi feels guilty seeing your tear streaked face, wet hair clinging to your skin and watery eyes looking at him for mercy. It doesn’t stop him from cupping your jaw and lifting your head up to press his cock against your lips.

Tomura lands a sharp hit to your rear, moaning as you tighten at the bolt of pain it caused. “Better suck him good, or I’ll let him have your ass.” That seems to motivate you, soft lips parting open and accepting Shuichi’s much thicker cock into your mouth. Shuichi unexpectedly had the biggest cock you’d ever seen, the reddish tip and veiny shaft intimidating as you do your best to lick and suck despite the sweaty sour odor clinging to him.

“That’s not how sluts suck cock, is it?” Tomura growls, forcing your head forward on the hesitant Shuichi’s cock and gagging you while the purple haired man moans. “O-oh fuck!” He grips your face from the front while Tomura fucks you rough and hard from behind. “That’s it Princess! Nice and deep!” Tomura cackles, focusing back on railing you senseless while Shuichi finally snaps and face fucks you properly.

“So good—fuck, your mouth is so warm,” he’s nearly in tears himself as he feels his tip slip into your tight throat, eyes rolling back as he works his hips now, watching drool and tears mix around your mouth and drop down onto his balls as they smack your chin. “A-almost done, almost done,” he moans, loving how your oxygen deprived mind slackens your jaw more so he can slip even deeper, your tongue licking at a vein under his shaft every thrust. “So fuckin’ good wh-when you shut up, heh,” he’s delirious on pleasure, loving the submissive look in your eyes as they gaze up pleadingly at him. “Cute when this mouth is used for something productive.” Shuichi laughs breathlessly, balls drawing up tight as he finally spills down your throat. “Fuck! Swallow! Swallow it all—!” His face and body scrunch up, nearly doubling over as he presses your nose against his pelvis and comes down your throat.

You black out. Limp figure gurgling on hot spunk spilling down your face as you drop to the soaked bed while Tomura supports your lower half up to keep fucking you. Your eyes barely open as the room spins, cunt clamping down like a vice on Tomura’s cock when he uses one hand to half heartedly rub at your swollen clit.

“Shit, gonna bite my dick off,” he moans despite the almost uncomfortable tightness, working your pussy up further as you spasm and soak his lower half, eyes rolling back. “Ah fuck, that’s it bitch, make a mess!” Tomura nearly whines, hips becoming jerky as you milk him for all he’s worth, his cum finally spilling inside you now.

“Bet you ain’t on birth control huh? Gonna knock you up whore.” He grunts, trying to fuck his spend back into you with his softening cock, overstimulating himself as he moans and whimpers against your back.

When he pulls out, a string of sticky fluids connect his cock to your pussy even when he’s completely out of you. He watches with a grin as his white cum dribbles out of your used hole. “Look at that. You do have some potential after all. At least for a cock sleeve that is.” He snickers, leaving you in a heap on your bed as he and Shuichi start to dress, grabbing the phone and coming back to film the aftermath.

“Say a word and I’ll send this to everyone. Do you hear me?” He doubts you really do, the fucked out look on your face making you appear stupid as you numbly nod a little. “Now say ‘Thank you Tomura and Spinner, for using my slutty holes’.” Tears leak freely as you stutter, “Th-thank you T-Tomura a-and Spinner…for u-using my s-slutty holes…”

“Good girl. I knew we could teach you some manners.” He grins, eyes crinkling around the edges darkly as he stares at your used figure still trembling and dripping cum.

“Let’s go, I’m in the mood to game a lil,” Tomura comments, wiping his cock with your panties and stuffing them in his back pocket as he buttons and zips up his fly. Shuichi follows, nodding as he dresses and fixes his clothes, eyes not leaving you though.

“Don’t worry. We can use her again later. I still got a few more brews.” Tomura chuckles, lifting the half empty pack up.

You wake in a panic, blood pumping fast and heart pounding. Your room is as you left it, eyes scanning your clean and un-pissed in bed and sheets. Your body is clean besides a sheen of sweat coating you, hands trembling as you dip a finger into your panties to find yourself soaking wet.

Did you have a wet dream about those two losers?

As if…

You found sleep was hard to come by as you kept imagining.

Dividers/@cafekitsune

[honeytama]

Wanted for Pleasure

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader X Stain (Chizome Akaguro)

A/N: Read this post if you’d like. Thank you to @royal-after-dark​ and @hawks-senseis​ for inspiring me to do a threesome peice!! Spinner is in so deep with Stain that he for sure would let his girlfriend be ravaged by the Hero Killer himself if given the chance. Also, I’m entering this into @kazooli​ ‘s Contest! Just now did I realize it fit the themes Hero & Villain and Sharing is Caring...

Summary: Your boyfriend and yourself attend a private event celebrating the Hero Killer; Spinner’s undoubted paragon of villainy. But, one look of you in the costume you wear to the function, Stain himself can’t let you leave without putting you in your place.

Warnings: Smut (18+), established relationship, villain x hero x villain rolepay, threesome, oral (giving/receiving), degradation, dacryphilia, knife play, temperature play, spanking, bondage, double penetration, squirting, overstimulation, light blood mention

Word Count: 7k

Just gotten out of the shower, the carpet of your room warms the soles of your feet as you stride around in a silk robe. Sunlight beams in from your bedroom window while you begin to get ready for the exciting day ahead of you. Today, yourself and your boyfriend would attend a small, private event in the namesake of the Hero Killer, Stain. You smile and hum thinking about the fun you’ll have with your boyfriend at the function he’s been waiting to attend for a year.

He’d set up an itinerary including when and where you'd have lunch, see a showcase of new weapons and wares, and meet Stain himself along with 500 others. The event itself requires everyone to attend wearing some sort of disguise; to wear a costume as to not alarm law enforcement of your assembly.

—

Finishing applying some smoked-out, sultry makeup, you walk to the closet where your outfit hangs against the door in a clear vinyl bag. Spinner had no clues about the costume you would be attending the event in, but you knew he’ll be thrilled to see you in it. You unzip the bag and pull out a stark black, long sleeve, matte latex catsuit with a hidden zipper that runs up along the front. The material is supportive enough to go without a bra, but you choose to wear a small pair of underwear in case of outfit malfunction.

Slipping one leg of the suit onto yourself, you feel the soft thin layer of cotton that helps from letting the latex outside layer from sticking to your skin. The suit pulls close to your body in the most comfortable way; a combination of stretch and snugness to hug your best features.

The catsuit is pulled easily onto your body; laying flush to your skin all the way up the section underneath your bust. You roll the sleeves a bit to push your arms through, hoping they would go on as easy as the rest. Your body sways as you walk around your room almost in a sweat trying to get the rest of the outfit on. You let out a relieved sigh when both long sleeves have finally adjusted to your form. The thoughts of you having to call someone in to come to help you while in that position only begin to fade away as you start pulling the long zipper that rests at your sternum towards your neck.

“Oh no,” you whisper. The zipper is unmoving, resting in between your breasts; the zipper only made it millimeters up your bust line before giving up. “C’mon, c’mon” you plead in a whisper as you attempt to fidget with the latex iso that the zipper would hopefully flow through. You tug and tug at it but nothing seems to help. Breathing out your frustrations, you hope Spinner is outside of your door waiting for you to be ready.

“Shuichi? Are you there?” you yell from the middle of the room. A moment of silence passes before your boyfriend speaks up.

“Yeah, I’m just on my phone! You’re fine, take as long as you need!” he yells at your door as he leans against the hallway wall.

“You can come in! I’m almost ready,” you try to keep your voice calm as his friends from work might have already arrived for you all to carpool to the venue. In front of you, the door pushes open and Shuichi’s looking down at his phone. Probably triple-checking your day itinerary to the letter. You clear your throat before calling out to him, “I need your help.” Your hands rest at your sides, fingers lightly pulling the suit material from your thighs.

Spinner gaze rises up from his phone up before stopping at the open material against your chest. He clears his throat before raising his blushed face to meet your gaze. “Damn,” he blushes the seconds his eyes lay on you. Walking to meet you he reaches out. "Are you, uh leaving it open, like this?” he tugs on the two halves of the opening.

“No, oh my, Shuichi!” You cover your chest with both hands, the material of the suit barely covering your nipples. “I’ve been trying to pull the zipper up, but it isn’t cooperating. Can you try to pull it up for me, please?” you ask giving your most innocent tone of voice, along with glassy doe eyes that seem to always convince him to do your bidding.

“Right… uh, sure,” he stutters. He tosses his phone on your bed before taking questioning steps closer. The zipper is grasped between his index finger and thumb and pulled up toward the middle of your breasts. The motion of the zipper is watched by Spinner’s dark eyes as it travels between your supple mounds. The zipper tugs slightly at the pressure of your bosom against the material. When he finally reaches the end of the zipper track, he eye-line idles for a second at the amount of cleavage the fitting suit gives. You give him a grateful look, “Thanks babe, I just have to put on my boots, and we’ll be ready to go.”

Spinner sits back on the edge of your bed to admire you in full. The insinuated muscle in your ass and thighs grab his attention immediately. He watches your behind as you lean over to grab your boots from the corner of the room.

Turning, you just catch the moment when his eyes avert away from your body, You walk over and sit beside him on the bed to zip up the backs of your heeled boots.

“Can you check if I missed anything?” You ask. Spinner smiles while gesturing for you to get up while twirling his index finger. You give a spin and laugh at his forward request.

“You look amazing,” his eyes linger on the silver detailing that runs up your thighs. “But, I gotta say…,” he rubs the back of his neck nervous to call his observation. “You look like one of the Pro Heroes, princess.”

“Hey, not every Villain has to wear the Stain look, Shuchi,” you laugh. “Unless you think the Villain fans at this event will berate me for looking so heroic?”

“Tch, you know I’d never let any of them lay a finger on you,” he smirks.

“Then, I’ll wear this, thank you, handsome,” you say before setting your hands on his knee pads and leaning into his snout to kiss him gently. “What’s in your pocket? Or, are you just happy to see me?” you tease.

“It’s one of my knives, love. I know there'll be some dangerous people attending. I want to be able to protect you,” he explains. He takes the chance to reach a hand to your latex covered asscheek and squeezes the supple flesh underneath. A squeal escapes your throat, but he just swallows it into an even deeper kiss. Your hands roam up his thighs and rub dangerously close to his growing bulge.

Shuichi reluctantly pulls away from your lips so as to not get riled up and be late to the event he’s long-awaited for. “Alright, alright! Jeez, I can’t imagine what the other people at the convention would think about a Hero like you making out with a Villain like me,” he jokes while giving smacks to your behind to motion you to get up.

“Ooooh, am I your Hero, Mr. Villain?” you fake gasp, “I could be your arch-rival, babe,” you tease “We could reenact one of those Enemies to Lovers stories you read so often.” You wink while wiggling your hips before tugging one of the belts that wrap his waist.

“Hey, shhh,” a rough hand rushes to cover your mouth. “The guys are in the other room.”

“Yes, silence me, Villain don't let them hear!” you laugh while pulling his hand from your face. “I think it’s sexy you like to read your fans’ writing, babe.”

“Whatever, you,” he lowly chuckles before bringing you in from the waist to give a quick kiss. “Now let’s go, I don't want to be late to the meet up.”

He takes your hand to pull you to the bedroom door and to walk through the hallway out to the living room where Shigarkai and Dabi wait. You dance to the front door and sing, “My boyfriend is going to meet his icon~~!”

“Y/N,” Spinner whines.

—

You take a car to the small event venue while sitting between your boyfriend and Tomura. Getting close, you see tens of people dressed in outfits similar to Spinner’s walking the sidewalk from their parked cars. Your heart beats in excitement at all of the people that align with your boyfriend and his friends. These are their people.

“Look at all of them,” you whisper to your boyfriend. He nods and smiles widely back at you.

“The entrance is on the right,” Spinner turns to the driver. “Let Y/N and I out up here, we’ve got a place to be.”

The car slows next to the curb and you exit with a wave goodbye to the other boys. You grab the matching black eye mask to your outfit and apply it to your face once stepping onto the sidewalk.

Walking hand in hand with your boyfriend into the secret venue, you notice how much your outfit stands out compared to the other fanatics there. Some civilians sneak quick glances at you, but others stare at your unique costume and mask as they walk by to their next meeting.

However, the attention does little to bother you. You know that there are some people staring at Spinner standing next to you as well, but he’s too excited to be bothered about prying eyes.

—

Shuichi and yourself end up making it to the front of a long meet up line for Stain himself. You try to listen as your boyfriend rambles on about the questions he’ll ask and how he’ll shake his idol’s hand, but watching the nature of the number of people around you draws your mind away from him. The tightness in your stomach would say you're nervous as hell.

All of a sudden, a curtain is pulled back and the Hero Killer peeks out from the side of it. Your heart jumps, but no one else around you, not even Shuichi, seems to notice. Stain looks to grunt and roll his eyes before running a hand through his black, silk-like hair.

His piercing eyes scan the crowd until both of yours’ lock together.

Your heart jumps. His unwavering gaze into your eyes feels uncomfortable, eerie even. Before you can turn away from his stare, you notice his tongue. His deep pink tongue slides over his top lip sensually. All he gives you is a head nod and a once over, top to bottom, with his eyes before slipping back behind the curtain partition.

You stand next to your boyfriend with chills running up your spine. Did that just happen? You turn to Spinner to see his expression, hoping he did not see the lewd implication his idol just gave you. But, he’s still excited as ever.

A few minutes later, an announcer calls out Stain’s meetup will begin. Stain saunters through the curtain and stands before all of you. The rest of the crowd gets loud spotting Stain for the first time.

A large man approaches your boyfriend and yourself. He hands Spinner a folded piece of paper before saying, “Please leave the line, and have a nice rest of your day.” The man ushers the next fan behind you to step up.

You both look at each other in awe as you are pushed to the side. Spinner opens the folded paper before reading aloud.

“Congratulations. Stain is inviting you, the first in line, to his private hotel room for drinks and a chat. Go to Room 416 of the Hotel at 9 pm tonight. He hopes to see you both there.”

—

Your boyfriend and yourself sit on a couch of the room’s living space together; his hand covering yours as a means of protection. He had babbled on and on all day about the things he wanted to talk with his idol about, but over the time of entering the man’s suite, only a few words were exchanged. You had gone to shake the host’s hand as you entered the room, but he pulled you into a lingering hug. You can still feel the caress of his hands on your lower back.

Stain calls out from the kitchenette in the corner of the living room, “Either of you want somethin’ strong to drink?”

You ponder for a second if to drink alcohol, it would certainly lift the mood and take the edge off of everyone. But, you answer with a soft, “Just a glass of water, please.”

Looking back at Shuichi, you give a squeeze to his hand in encouragement. “Babe, you should talk with him!” you lean in to whisper, “I think he would really like to hear your ideas.” You give him a smile and a kiss to the cheek before pulling away.

Stain returns to the living couch carrying a glass of water and two bottles of beer. An open bottle is handed to Spinner, and the water glass is handed to you. Your hand brushes with his; it sends goosebumps to your chest as the slight feeling of his cold skin.

He then sits across you both finally striking up a conversation with your man. They talk, laugh, and drink together for an hour. All the while, you keep either a hand on Shuichi’s thigh or a comforting touch on his exposed bicep in solidarity with him coming out of his shell.

Listening to you boyfriend talk always got you excited, the passion that burns within him escapes into intelligent streams of words. You can never help but be enthralled yourself, and even slightly turned on, especially after the making out you did that morning. However, the other man in the room seems to notice this.

“Y/N, I can feel you sweating from here,” Stain says bluntly. “That suit of yours makes a lot of noise.” Your cheeks flush rapidly realizing you’d been rubbing your thighs together in anticipation of getting your love alone that night. “Why don’t you tell your girlfriend to relax, Spinner?”

“Excuse me?” Spinner questions with his amber eyes widened.

“Oh, I guess I did realize that she’s the one to tell you what to do, huh?” he laughs. “I overheard her coddling you to get you to speak up earlier. You're just going to let a girl dressed like a little Hero tell you when to speak?” he laughs while gesturing to you sitting pretty on the cushions across from him.

Oh, fuck, is all you can think before Spinner is lunging at Stain and pulling him up from his chair by the collar of his tank.

“What the fuck did you just ask me?” Your own hand flies to your mouth when you see the knife that he packed in his pants that morning being held against the neck of his idol. “Apologize. Apologize to Y/N before I draw some blood, asshole,” he sneers through his teeth.

You lift yourself from the couch slowly, silently hoping Stain will just say what needs be. But, that doesn't happen.

Stain laughs loudly while a grin grows across his face. The knife against his neck being shifted up and down slightly by the movement of his Adam’s apple. “Have you ever pulled a knife on your girl, Shuichi?”

“No, I’d never hurt her! What the hell are you saying?” he yells in confusion. “You know what, whatever, we’re leaving.” Spinner pockets the knife and lets Stain fall to his chair from his hold. He stomps over to where you stand with his chest puffed and arm muscles flexed.

You’ve witnessed the criminal work your boyfriend does before. Frankly, you enjoyed the shake it made your legs give to watch him be so dominant.

“You can't tell, huh? Look at her. She's trembling in lust just from your threat against me, man,” Stain snickers while fixing his clothes across the room.

“Shut the hell up,” Spinner grunts over his shoulder while yanking the hotel suite door open.

“Wait, Spinner, please,” you huff while tugging his hand to get his attention before he can step out into the hallway.

“If you want to tell him off, go ahead.”

“I was just thinking about how you said my costume looked like a Hero’s this morning.” You raise your brows at him, “I'm just a weak, little Hero, right?”

Stain gets up from his lounge chair and walks to the door to close it himself. Encasing you both in the room with him.

“Scumbag, let us go before I—,” Spinner snarls.

“Stain, it seems you agree? I think a Hero like myself should be punished for speaking out of turn to two big, bad Villains, like yourselves.”

“Punished? What are you saying, princess?” You can see a hint of pink grace his face.

You smile to yourself and try to entice your lover into your brilliant idea by leaning into him for a desperate kiss. Your hands roam and pull at his vest and belts before you tug yourself away to stand in front of Stain.

“With him? Right now?” Spinner’s stomach drops at the idea of sharing your body with the guy he’s looked up to for so long.

You nod, trying not to break the sense of role-play you've begun. Biting your lip, you turn to Stain who’s looking down at you, “What do you think, Hero Killer?”

“I think this other Villain should pull out his knife again, sweet little thing.” He leans down to meet your gaze and you can feel his breath against the soft skin of your lips. “Show just how a Hero like yourself should be knocked down a peg.”

All of a sudden, your boyfriend is standing right behind you. Your bottom presses into his groin, but his newfound dominance feels as if he’s towering over you. You feel his breath against your ear for a second before he commands you in a low tone, “Go to the bedroom, Hero.”

Your throat catches before letting out a high pitched moan as his words. All of a sudden, you feel the sharp tip of a blade in the middle of your back. You clench your eyes before squeaking out, “Yes, Villain.”

You walk carefully to the bedroom and he follows you with the knife lightly pressed into your spine. You obey his command and sit on the edge of the king-sized bed. Stain and Spinner walk in closely behind you and stand alongside one another in front of your small form beneath them.

“Spinner,” Stain starts, “you found this one. How should we begin?” He goes to take off parts of his outfit into a puddle of tan and red garments on the floor. He stands there waiting for a response only in a dark gray tank top and black form-fitting pants. The bandage wraps on his arms still present.

“Hero, get up,” Spinner commands.

You stand up quickly from your seat on the bed. The excitement makes your legs wobble, but you try to show to be as calm as possible.

“Help me undress her, Chizome,” your boyfriend continues. The two men encase you between them once again. Spinner’s eyes trail along your features in front of him while Stain presses himself into your back waiting for him to unzip you.

You hear the zipper come down from your chest towards your belly button. The two sides of the outfit are pulled away from your skin by Spinner. The sleeves and shoulders are pulled down your back by Stain’s rough hands.

The material is pulled down your waist roughly. Stain mutters about the “dumb costume” while pulling your feet through the bottom. By the time the entire catsuit is off of you and in a sad pile, your lover is already attacking your chest and stomach with his hands.

He nuzzles his snout into your open neck and breathes in deeply taking in the remaining amount of your perfume from the day. He groans at the sight of your bare skin for him to ravage, finally. His scaled hands tickle your sides. The number of locations your body is being touched makes your mind go wild. The knot in your stomach grows larger. You and Spinner have never shared any sexual activities with anyone before. But, you can feel his calming presence -- even role-playing as a dangerous stranger.

“Oh my god--,” you squeal. Two hands grope the cheeks of your ass roughly. Your small panties hang on for dear life as the man behind you grinds himself into you. Your heartbeat quickens at the thought of another man touching you so differently from Spinner’s usual careful nature.

“Shh, it’ll all be okay, little one,” Spinner whispers against your neck while rolling a nipple between his thumb and index. You try to control your breathing knowing he’s said that for you to feel safe.

“Damn,” Stain grunts. His lips are now trailing the side of your neck; almost either placing a wet kiss or threatening to bite into your skin. “Maybe Heroes are good for something, huh, Spinner? This one’s got such a tight ass.”

His right-hand leaves your cheek only to be brought back as a harsh slap against your mound. “Ah! Please,” you whine.

“Is that the kind of punishment you wanted?” Stain grumbles. You lean into his strong chest as he starts to place open mouth kisses along the nape of your neck.

“I think I deserve-,” you stutter, ”more than that, Hero Killer.” You hold in whines from how amazing his lips feel against your skin. Two fingers come to hold your chin tightly, and your eyes widen as your boyfriend pulls your attention to him with a deep, breath-taking kiss. You roam your hands along the muscle and limbs of his familiar body. You undo the belts you’ve undone hundreds of times before and you rid him of his vest and knee pads. Lastly, all other loose ends. He stands and kisses you with his usual arm wraps, gray trousers, and a white tank top. Of course, Stain and himself are still adorned with their signature eye masks.

Stain leaves your back end only to drop to the carpet. While kissing Shuichi, you can feel a set of fingers experimentally pull a cheek to the side. Your glistening slit and other private hole are on display for Stain to see. You yelp again once he brings a harsh hand across your ass; he smiles while watching your holes clench in fear and anticipation.

“Hah fuck, already so goddamn wet,” one of his thick, calloused fingers prods your folds and takes millimetres of a dip into your cunt. “Am I going to get a turn with this?”

You hold your breath waiting for Shuichi’s response.

“No way, you’re using her ass or mouth. And, these lips—,” he kisses you deeply, taking your breath away. “they're mine.”

A growl rumbles against the side of your thigh before Stain dives his south between your legs. But not in the area you need him most just yet. You feel his teeth doing the most to leave marks on the skin of your inner thighs.

“Ah, shit, not so hard,” you whisper under your breath. The two men chuckle at your remark before the one on his knees bites deep into the fat of your asscheek. He sucks and kisses the oval mark harshly. You feel your thighs already forming small welts where his teeth closed in on your skin.

All of a sudden, you feel his long, hot tongue licking a thick stripe along the crest of your ass. The tip flicks and leaves his saliva as he pulls away. “Stain,” you whine while jolting away from his prehensile-like tongue. You feel the thing following your body, attempting to taste you, even as you clench onto your boyfriend's shoulders as a means of staying away.

Drool slides down the ends of his mouth, but he wipes it away proudly seeing the disgusted look on your face. “Oh, c’mon, you liked that didn’t you, Hero.”

“I’m sure she did. You should feel how much she’s shaking against me. You want him to eat your cunt out nice and good with that tongue, yeah, Hero?” He shows a smug face, but he feels his face flush thinking about other ways to make you cum before you all get on the bed. He holds your chin in his hand to let you know to give attention to his next words. “Or, what do you think of both of our mouths feasting on you? How does that sound?” His eyes are unwavering from his lock onto your own.

“H-how, would you?” You stumble on your words trying to imagine being ravaged by both of them in that way.

“Relax. Go put a leg up onto the bed,” he commands.

You get closer to the bed dawned in white hotel sheets. Keeping your balance, you lift one foot up onto the plush mattress while the two Villains sandwich you again. You subconsciously wanted to cover your private areas in such a vulnerable state, even though the man ogling the front side of you is your lover.

He grasps the undersides of your thighs before starting kissing a trail down the length of your body roughly; he nips on your stomach and hip bones along the way. He sits back on his knees, closes his eyes, and lets his mouth fall open in front of you. You watch as his pink muscle rolls out of his mouth before it wraps to latch onto your throbbing clit.

Your breath catches and you reach out to his hair to hold with a hand to balance. Spinner nods signaling Stain to get started on his own part.

“Fucking finally,” Stain hisses falling to his knees once again before letting his tongue lull out the side of his mouth. You feel his face press into you while Spinner continues sucking your clit from the front. The pointed tip of Stain’s hot muscle massages your entrance. He groans at the sweet taste of your cunt. You feel his tongue violate every square inch of your private area. You clench your eyes and brace yourself knowing he’s unapologetic to licking an eclipse around your rimmed hole as well.

Your elevated leg shakes on the bed when Spinner speaks again. “Fuck her deep with your tongue, Stain. You better not fucking disappoint.”

“Can you feel it, Hero? Him defiling your hidden places? You know his quirk, right? One drop of blood from you by either of our knives… or our teeth. And he laps it up? You’d be paralyzed and we’d be free to do whatever we’d want to with your body, sweetheart.”

“I understand,” you try to say. But, your voice comes out small and mousy. Your mouth feels dry from holding it open for so long. For several minutes you had let pleading moans in the form of quick, shallow breaths escape your throat.

Your pussy, drenched of saliva and puffy from stimulation, is stretched as Stain lets his tongue extend even more out of his mouth.

“Oh, my God,” you cry out. The new sensation feels so amazing that you can't help but grind on the pointed tip reaching dangerously close to your cervix. Tears swell up and form in the outer parts of your eyes as you lean back onto Stain’s face. “Fuck, that feels so good,” you whine as a tear falls down your hot cheek.

“Ahhh, yes baby, bounce on his face for me,” Spinner encourages.

This only makes you rock faster on Stain’s thick tongue that pumps ever so relentlessly into your cunt. It’s tip lingering on the outside of your hole whenever he pulls it completely out to tease and taste you.

Spinner, who's standing in front of you now and motivating this absolute sin, trails his scaled hand down your exposed stomach. He groans into your ear while you grind desperately on his “friend’s” face. His face even feels hot against yours; it's a sight to see you in such a vulnerable state.

“Could you imagine if his tongue was big enough for me to see your stomach bulge?” he whispers on your lips. He dips his hand from your stomach lower and lower until reaching your clit. Engorged and aching. He starts using two fingers to rub small circles into the spot with the most perfect amount of pressure.

“How does it feel? C’mon, answer me, beautiful,” he urges while wiping the salty droplets collecting near your lips. He rests a comforting hand on your cheek and you start to sob.

“She’s crying, Stain.”

A loud, angry grunt is spoken in place of, “Fuck, I wish I could see.”

Still holding your face in the most supportive way, he massages into your clit at a more quick, but steady pace. He locks his gaze with yours while a tension builds in your core. “You’re gonna cum on his tongue while I play with your little clit. Can you do that for us, Hero?

And in that second, your body builds up for the most intense orgasm before letting it out in a rush. Your legs wobble and you struggle to keep your balance. You cant help but clench onto Spinner’s chest and shoulder.

“There she goes. Fuck, look at you! Good girl, just like that. Keep cumming,” he encourages.  “Can you feel her clench on your tongue?”

Stain nods before retracting his tongue back into his mouth and wiping his lips with his wrist. “Fuck that was hot, I gotta go get something.” He stands and rubs his bulge while exiting the bedroom.

Your boyfriend picks you up from the end of the bed to set you on the sheets with a pillow placed carefully under your head. You can tell part of him is anxious to get started. “Princess, I’ve always wanted to do this with you. But, I—,” he cuts off when you try to pull yourself up from the bed.

You reach into the pocket of his pants and wrap your fingers around a thick metal object before pulling it out slowly. Holding it up, you press the button on the side and a shiny, silver, 3-inch blade flies out. You jump slightly as it clicks into its upright position.

“I’m afraid that you won’t feel safe,” he breathes out.

“I’m safe when I’m with you, love,” you smile.

“That’s all I need to hear,” he smiles while blushing.

With a kiss to the forehead, Spinner quickly stands from hovering over you when he hears Stain start to enter the doorway. Returning to play, Shuichi’s large, scaled hand comes to your chest and pushes you slowly onto your back. The quick motion knocks the air from your lungs. Your boyfriend stands above you on the side of the bed with the open blade held between 3 fingers.

Stain enters the room with a silver bucket in one arm and three tall drinking glasses in his opposite hand. “If you’re going to use that on her skin, might as well make it even more interesting.” He places the bucket of ice on the nightstand near Spinner and then walks to the opposite side of the bed. Your boyfriend’s eyes almost glow seeing you become suddenly unsettled by the situation. You anticipate how the ice will change the temperature of the knife to that it stings to have placed onto you. “And, if she’s going to move around like that, then we might as well restrain her,” Stain suggests in a low, smug tone.

“Fine then, go get my scarf from the floor,” Spinner’s eyes never leave your nude body laid out for him as he commands Stain to fetch your bonds.

Stain returns and your wrists are immediately bound together to one bed-post roughly by your lover’s red cotton scarf. “You better be ready.”

Spinner holds his open knife in his right hand. He glances at the bucket of ice to his side before reaching to hold the blade inside of it.

As you squirm imagining how the frost metal will feel against your skin, Stain gropes your breasts with his calloused hands. You can’t push him away now. All you can do is moan for him at the unwanted pleasure he gives.

Spinner pulls the blade from the bucket and holds the cold, wet silver for you to see. “Little Hero, I really hope you like how this feels. Because there’ll be more of it.” You watch as the blade comes down to your lower stomach. He sets the flat end against your skin and watches as your eyes clench in pain and pleasure.

You try not to move as to keep the sharp end of the blade from slicing you, but the cold… It sends a rush to your core you’ve never experienced before. The heat from your skin warms up the metal quickly, yet you’d almost hoped that it would stay to sting you a bit longer.

“Give it to me.” Stain’s hand not pinching your nipple reaches out to Spinner’s knife.

Your boyfriend gives a reassuring look to you before handing it over to the other Villain.

“How about we finally get these off of you?” Stain uses a finger to hook under the front of you soaked thong. “A slut like you, can’t believe they’ve been on so long,” Stain hisses while fixing the blade firmly between his fingers.

You whimper when the sharp tip comes toward your precious area. Spinner watches intently; one wrong move and the guy is dead.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” you whimper before biting your lip as the first cut is made to your underwear.

Stain’s chest rumbles at your request. He already feels high just having his usual sharp appendage attached to him for a short amount of time. Stain moves his wrist in quick motions while holding your soft material between his fingers. Slice after slice down your mons pubis and then once to the side. Your wrecked garment is pulled from your body and pocketed by him.

Spinner glares at him and rolls his eyes. His attention is brought back to you. “Spread and lift up your legs, beautiful,” your thigh is smacked by Spinner’s strong hand. You obediently lift your legs to your chest. The two mean ogle your wet, wrecked pussy spread open just for them. “Stain, the knife?”

Stain reluctantly hands the blade back before unbuttoning the front of his pants and sliding the zipper down quickly. He pulls his half hardened prick through the front of his pants and stroked languidly at the sight of your cunt and bruised tits. “Like what you see? You’re gonna suck on my cock soon, Hero?”

Spinner holds the blade in the ice bucket once more. “Hero, you’re gonna let this guy use your mouth or ass?”

“I can let him use both,” you squeak.

“Both? You’re so naughty you’d let me go from your dirty ass to your hot mouth? Stain laughs.

“No, no, not like that,” you whine with your brows furrowed.

“Hero, you only get one choice. Ass or mouth?” Spinner reiterates.

“My mouth,” you decided with a soft voice.

“Fuck,” Stain groans at your response.

“Good girl.” Spinner uses his finger from a free hand to prod at your stretched hole. The blade icy, and near white it presses flat against your hooded clit while he lets two of his scales fingers into you cunt.

“Ohh,” you whine. Spinner fingers pump and hook into your g-spot while he vibrates cooling metal against your clit.

“Shit, that’s hot,” Stain hisses. His uncut cock grows gradually as he strokes. The head is hot pink with sexual frustration. He leans over your body from the side of the bed and groans close to your ear, “Filthy girl. Dirty and unnecessary Hero, I want to watch you cum again on his fingers real soon.” His breath is hot against your neck. You scream when his tongue licks a stripe against the side of your ear. “‘Cus, I need to cum, too.

You clench on Spinner’s fingers from his words. You watch between your legs as the knife is placed in between his teeth it’s stimulation to your clit is replaced by the heel Spinner’s palm. He rubs your tiny nub aggressively and the pressure is unimaginable.

Stain moves his long tongue to your hardened nipples. The lips of his pink muscle wraps tightly around one and sucked in between his lips.

“Ah, ah, fuck, please make me-,” you whimper.

Spinner thumbs your folds to the side to make room to press in another two of his thick fingers. You know exactly what he’s doing; he’s prepping you for himself to take you all the way just as he has tens of times before.

The grinding of his ridged fingers against your g-spot brings you to the edge quickly. You squirm and rock against the mattress trying to escape from their grasp. To just have one moment without the imminent need to pee.

“Fucking little Hero, I feel you clenching. You’re close, just cum so we can continue and get you out of here,” Spinner growls with his voice muffles from holding the knife in his mouth.

“Spinner, please slow dow- I’m gonna,” your eyes roll back into you’re head and your body releases itself involuntarily.

Stain watches from the sidelines as your cunt twitches irregularly. Spinner smirks knowing you’re about to drench his fingers. Your cunt convulses and streams of clear liquid let themselves shoot out against your boyfriend’s chest and chin. You’re verbally encouraged by both men as you squirt relentlessly.

Spinner slows his hands and lets you breathe through the end of your second orgasm. Your wrists feel tired from writhing around against the red bonds.

“Little Hero, look what you did,” Stain pulls the knife from Spinner’s teeth and holds it to your flushed face to see. “Your pussy got his knife all dirty. Clean it up.” The knife is lowered to your lips. Without hesitation, for fear of his punishment, your let your tongue lick a stripe up the length of the blade all while locking with his dark eyes. The bittersweet taste of your juices grazes over your palate. “Let’s get you on your knees,” he grunts.

Spinner and Stain remove their tank tops, pants, and boxers and throw them to the corner of the room. You take a moment while being untied from the bed-post by your boyfriend to ingrain the physique of his favorite Villain into your brain. Stain is a bit more slender than Spinner, but his arms are just as rippled. His cock, as you watched him jerk before, is hung and uncut. You can’t help but stare a the way it’s fully erect, but its size weighs it down.

With your wrists now untied, you scramble to get on your hands and knees as instructed by the Hero Killer. Finally, both of the men climb into bed with you. Stain stands on his knees in front of your face; your forehead beads with sweat.

“Open up your mouth.”

You'd never thought you’d feel your mouth water for another man’s cock, let alone Stain’s. You mouth your hips back and forth against your boyfriends erect pricks on your ass. You let your jaw slack open before licking the dropping bead of precum from Stain’s cockslit.

He tastes a world different from your lover, but your impatient to be filled by someone right now. Stain lets groans sound out from his throat, but not from pleasure. They’re more predatory; you can tell he’s pissed he won’t get to experience either of your privates. He grasps the back of your head with one hand while pulling back the foreskin of his cock for you to take him all in. You sigh on his dick relieved that he’s clean.

“Ready, Hero?” Spinner growls behind you. You nod with Stain’s dick in your mouth.

“You can take both of these at the same time, can’t you?” Two hard, scaled rods slap your clit repeatedly. You wince and whine from the sensitivity of your cunt from before. The familiarity of Spinner’s cocks excites you more than ever. You can imagine him with one large hand wrapping the circumference of both of them pressed together. They rub against your soppy folds while dipping shallowly into your welcoming hole.

Pulling off of Stain’s dick, drool slides down your chin. “Are you gonna fuck me or what, Villain?”

“Yeah, get fucking started,” Stain reaches with both hands to the back of your neck to impale himself back into your gaping mouth. The tip of his dick presses into the back of your throat as holds your nose to his groin.

Shuichi holds you in place by the hips and his nails dig into your flesh giving you a reason to stay still. You feel him start thrusting his hips into your ass; his ridged cocks slowly stretching you with each move. A harsh slap is brought down on your ass; you feel the swell of your lover’s hand print already forming.

“Mmmph,” you moan on Stain’s dick thrusting in your mouth in tandem with the other’s rhythm. Stain pumps his hips quickly while you force yourself to focus on breathing through your nose. He laughs as more tears form in your eyes once you start to gag on his cockhead.

“Take it,” he sneers with a grin. “If you can take what he’s packing, then you can swallow my cock, you dirty slut.” You follow his orders and suck harder on his weeping cock. It thins hard in your mouth against your sore tongue. “Shit, shit, you’re gonna make me cum,” he growls.

You’re surprised when he rips his cock from your mouth to stroke it quickly in front of your face. You hold your mouth open ready to take his load in full. The soft white sheets beneath you are clenched hard by your hands. You close your eyes to shield them from being hit by the ropes of goopey semen shooting from his cock into your mouth. You hold his white seed on your cupped tongue in disgust.

“You better swallow every last drop. Fuck, I’m gonna c-cum in this messy hole of yours, Hero.” Spinner lifts one of your legs from the bed with ease and fucks into you as fast as possible. You clench on his weeping cocks remembering the night before that he’s manhandled your body just to paint your inner walls with his seed.

You swallow Stain’s thick cum while clenching your eyes and holding your breath. “Cum in me, V-Villain, claim me as yours,” you stutter as he impales you. “Your little cumslut,” you whimper as tears fall down your cheeks.

“So, tight,” he growls. “Ah, fuck,” You feel your insides warm after his thrusts become less steady. His throat catches and you hear him rumble with loud groans while his load is spent inside of you. You rock your hips a small amount to ride him through his ecstasy. The moment he pulls out, your legs buckle and make you fall to the sheets in exhaustion.

Fucked out and tired, you lay like a starfish on the sheets soaked with various bodily liquids. Your hips have various bruises forming across them, while your stomach presents crescent shapes and scratches from your boyfriend’s claws.

Glancing to the side, Stain lays next to you with his leg thrown off of the bed. He’s completely knocked out. Feeling completely high, your body is heavy and only wanting to sleep just like him.

“C’mon, love,” Spinner whispers with a smile. He wipes the tears from your cheeks and chin. You give a sleepy, half-smile back as he pulls your arms for you to sit upon the edge of the mattress.

Spinner rushes around the room to collect his clothing and yours on his arm before snatching his knife from the nightstand. Returning to you, with your head in your hands from the headache forming under your temples, he pulls his long tank top over your head for you to wear as a dress out of there.

To cover himself, he pulls on his trousers and boots, and buckles on his riot vest to hide his naked torso as much as possible. Shuichi takes your hand to help you off of the bed and leads you through the living room out to the hotel floor hallway. The bright hallway lights wake you up enough to head to the emergency exit to walk home.

As you make your way down, the cold of the stairwell hardens your nipples. The liquids tuning down your thigh chill your skin as you step out into the night.

Spinner bends over to help you slip on your boots before you begin your trek through town. Looking up at you while zipping them, he teases, “So, what did you think of him, babe?”

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[honeytama]

St. Patrick

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: ‘St. Patrick’ by PVRIS goes really well with this fic, enjoy!

Commission for @dittomckiddo

Summary: It’s a miracle that you had been saved from an oncoming car. Plus, it also led to you meeting the guy of your dreams, one you’d never expect. After offering your services as a masseuse to him in return, you both end up growing close and come to realize the purpose in each other’s lives.

Warnings: Smut (18+), cussing, reader has a vibration quirk, meet cute, strangers to lovers, first time, tending wounds, praise kink, body worship, oral (giving/recieving), double penetration

Word Count: 7.5k

The cement of the sidewalk crunched under your work shoes on your way to the luxury spa in the middle of the city. The sun is just about to come over the horizon to break in the morning. Even though it was early, many people in your area usually came to open their stores and restaurants. Every morning you’d pass by the familiar donut shop owner who turns on their Open sign to start their day. Lugging your bag over your shoulder, which contains your spa uniform and toiletries, you walk block after block while half asleep.

You’ve always been in love with your job having the quirk that you do. It has made your life rewarding to be able to help people through your birth given trait. However, walking alone before sunrise to prepare the spa for clients every morning can feel redundant.

You walk along the same trail, the same path… make a right there, make a left here, and cross this street. Nothing ever changes, you think as you step out off the curb—  Honk!

“Ah!”

“Ain’t watching the road, asshole?” the man holding you yells at the trunk of the speeding car escaping down the street.

You push yourself back into his chest into a hug with your arms thrown around his neck. “Thank you! Thank you, thank you. You saved me,” you squeal. “I can’t believe I wasn’t watching.”

Pulling away, you notice the flustered look in his expression as he looks around the rest of the block for something or someone. He mumbles something about “the morning” before trying to walk away.

“Uhm, wait! I feel like I need to repay you somehow.” The zipper of your bag is swiftly opened and you rummage through your belongings while he turns back to you.

He tries to stop you by placing a hand on yours but quickly pulls it away. “No, no, I don’t need your money—,” You pull out a small white slip of card stock from the bag and hold it out for him to take. “What’s this?”

“My business card! My name's Y/N, I’m a masseuse at the spa down there,” you point near the end of the street at the glass doors to your store. “I’d like to give you a free massage in return for helping me out.”

“You want me to call you?”

“Yeah, we can set up a session.”

“Fine.” He slides the card into his back pocket. “Just, don’t get hit by any cars on the rest of the way there. I gotta go.” He pulls his hood further down his face and shoves his fists into the front of his jeans.

“I won’t! Bye!” You watch as he quickly makes his way to a nearby alley.

—

The most gorgeous girl flung herself into my arms… and in front of everyone. I can’t believe I didn’t ask her name myself or give her my number. But, I had to get out of there. Damnit.

He reads off the business card you’d handed to him while laying in bed the same night you had met, F/N L/N, Professional Masseuse for the City Spa. Phone number and email...

Fuck it. It's a free session, she was nice to me, and my body hurts like hell.

You lay watching a movie and mindlessly scrolling through your phone near midnight. Tapping through your different social accounts, your phone vibrates and your screen darkens. The Caller ID ‘Unknown’ is written in white lettering across the top.

You tap on the answer button quickly, silently hoping it would be a call from the interesting man you gave your card to earlier that day.

Bringing your phone up to your ear, you wait for a moment in silence before speaking up yourself. “Uhm, hello?”

“Uh, hi, hey.” A deep, gruff voice comes to your ear. ”It's the guy you gave your business card to earlier today. Sorry, I was kinda nervous to call.” He explains. “Call me Shuichi, by the way.”

“Hey! It’s no problem, Shuichi. How has your night been?”

“Uhm, good?” He questions. “I just wanted to call to let you know I’d like to take you up on your free massage thing? It might be an inconvenience, though, uh I can't really— I mean, I don't really like going out. That’s why I left you so quickly this morning.”

“Oh! Well, it’s fine. I understand. The whole point of my job is to make people feel comfortable, so how about we do the session at your place? I can bring my massage table and everything else!”

Fuck. “No! No, uh, I mean. I have roommates and, uh, I don't know how they would feel about me bringing in a stranger.” Yeah, that's it.

“Hm, well I wouldn't mind you coming over to my place then? If you're fine with that?”

“Yeah! Good, that sounds good. Uhm, do I need to bring anything?” Her place?

“Nope! Just bring yourself on over. How does tomorrow evening sound? I can send you the exact time and place through text.”

“That sounds good then. I'll see you, uh, Y/N.”

“Great! Goodnight, Shuichi. Uhm, thank you… again.”

“That was nothing but, uh, you're welcome. Have a good one.”

The soft crackling ambiance of his location and voice cut out as he hangs up. You sigh before pulling the covers over yourself and getting really to rest up for tomorrow’s venture.

—

You had set up the massage table in the living room that morning. Right now, it’s about fifteen minutes until your new ‘client’ Shuichi would arrive at your door. You scurry around your apartment preparing warm face towels and pulling his robe out of the drier. You’d spent your time creating the right amount of mood lighting in the space you have using lavender-scented candles. You dressed in a clean pair of the usual massage uniform you wear for work. It’s a white top that wraps with a tie in the front and a pair of comfortable white linen pants.

Your stomach turned over on itself several times waiting for him to arrive. You want to make his session as amazing as possible, even though it's for free. He had saved your life.

You roll up the warm towels on the decorative side table in your living space and fold the plush robe to place on the sink in the bathroom. You check your phone seeing you have five minutes until he could show up at your place.

The second you pocket your phone in your pants, you hear three knocks at your front door. “He’s early.” Ok, relax. “Coming!”

You rush to the door from the bathroom and brush down the front of your shirt before opening the door with a smile.

Shuichi stands there with his elbow against the door frame with his head covered with a hoodie. When he notices you standing there, his arm falls from the door nearly knocking him out of balance.

“Hey, Y/N.”

“Hey! Come on in,” you wave him inside to lead him to the small foyer. “You can take off your shoes here.”

“No problem.” He stumbles trying to take off his sneakers and you just watch him in awe. “Uh, wow, you have a great place.” He throws the gray hood off of his hair and light pink, voluminous locks fall to his shoulders. You didn’t get a good look at him the other morning, and now you can already tell this will be a long night.

He catches you staring at him and averts his eyes to admire the living room and its furnishings.

“Well, thanks! I, uh, spent the day setting everything up. The massage table is over there in the corner, and then I have some warm towels and candles set up just for the occasion.”

“Smells good.” His snout twitches a bit as he tries to catch the scent. Again, he catches your eyes looking at him as if you’ve never seen someone like him before. He clears his throat, “Uhm, where do I—?”

“Oh yeah, I left a robe in the bathroom for you to change into. Then you can come back in here and lay on the massage table face down. Just pull the sheet over your back, to uh, cover up. I'll be waiting in my bedroom until you call me back in here. Sound good?”

“Yeah, sounds good,” he rubs the back of his neck and follows you towards the bathroom past the kitchen.

“I’ll see you soon, then.” You point finger guns at him before walking quickly into the back hallway toward your bedroom.

Pacing around the room, your mind splits to tens of questions and thoughts about the man you’ve brought into your home. How did you not notice how attractive he is? He’s sure different from anyone you’ve met before, but you’re so intrigued? And he’s in your apartment. Getting completely undressed in the room beside you. Being a professional, you’d never thought about having a relationship with a client. But, he’s not a client, right?

You feel slightly embarrassed about your reaction to seeing his full face. You hope he wasn’t offended by the way your eyes trailed along his features.

You hear him walk out of the bathroom in the slippers you had provided him and wait patiently for his call out to you.

“Uh, Y/N, I’m ready!”

You breathe out and leave the bedroom to meet him. Coming out from behind the corner, you see him lying on his stomach with a white sheet laying gracefully on his backside.

You stop at the side table to grab your bottle of massage oil and a moistened towelette you throw over your shoulder. “I was planning to focus mostly on your back, but it looks like you work out a lot, huh?” You smile down at him.

“Oh, yeah, whatever you think is best,” he shimmies his full body making himself more comfortable.

“Of course, I’ll lead through all I'm doing. Please let me know if anything I do makes you feel uncomfortable, alright?”

“Sure, yeah,”

You can’t help but gaze at the deep divots that cause muscles in his back as you warm an amount of oil between your palms. You cock your head slightly at the long and short scars that are sprinkled down the length of his exposed back. The green tint is slightly lighter than the rest of the forest shade of his scales.

“Getting started, now,” you place one hand on either side of his back and massage in small circles. You usually don’t try to talk too much during your professional sessions at the spa, but maybe talking with him will calm your nerves. “So, I see you work out a lot? Is it a part of your job? Or a hobby?”

“Uhm, yeah, I guess you could say that. I practice sword-wielding and, uhm, self-defense?”

“Ohh, that sounds really cool. You’ve definitely got a nice physique.”

“Nah, that's just what everyone looks like in my line of work.”

You hum as his denial of your compliment. He has a body he should be proud of; he needs to care for it a lot better than he has, especially under such stressful work conditions.

You bring your hands to his lower back and decide to finally use your quirk. Energy pushes down your arms to the expands of your palms and fingertips. Your hands start to vibrate at a low speed as you run them back and forth away from your stomach on his back.

“Is that your hands? Doing that?”

“Yeah, it’s my quirk, it got me into the line of work at the spa,” you explain.

“Feels... good,” it almost sounds like he doesn’t know if he should be feeling good.

“I have to say I’ve never met anyone like you before, Shuichi, your scales are so damn cool. You have an awesome quirk.”

“I have to say I’ve never met anyone like you before, Shuichi, your scales are so damn cool. You have an awesome quirk.”

He huffs at your comment. “No need to butter me up.“ Silence floats around the room while he thinks about the unfamiliar kindness you’ve shown to him. “I guess… I’ve learned not to think about myself in that way.”

“How come?” You keep your hands moving along the muscles in his back. The energy from your quirk continues to work at the tights knots underneath his shoulder blades.

“I just want to be seen for all of me, exactly as I am. I don’t admit it to many people but, I sometimes don’t like just being known as the guy who looks like a lizard. I do so much more— I wanna be so much more, than that.”

“Well, I see you. And, I’ve only known you for a day. I'm already intrigued by who you are as a person,” you reassure him softly. “Even if no one else respects you, know that I do.”

“That’s… that’s really nice of you,” he says with breaks in his voice.

“If I pried too much, I—,” you start.

“No...Sorry, I’m just not used to respect. Thanks.”

“Anytime,” you smile.

You spend the rest of his session massaging him in silence after that.

After you finish, he’s directed back to the restroom to get changed while you wait for him in the foyer of your apartment.

You shuffle around near the front door with butterflies in your stomach. It didn’t occur to you that you’d end up feeling such strong things by the end of the night. But, now, you’re pacing in some slippers while trying to find the right words to ask him out.

“I think I should get going,” Shuichi says, startling you.

“Oh, yeah, of course! I hope you enjoyed the massage.”

“I did,” his toothy smile warms you up.

You watch him retrieve his sneakers and sit on the arm of your sofa to put them on. Now’s the time.

You clear your throat. “I was wondering… Would you like to go out sometime?”

He shoots his head up, “A date?”

“Mhm,” you nod while wringing your hands nervously.

“I— Yes. I’d like that, Y/N.” A blush sweeps across his snout and cheeks. Your heart squeezes seeing this for the first time.

“Cool!”

“Cool,” he repeats. He points to the door. “Well, I gotta get home before my roommates suspect somethin’.”

“Oh, yeah!” You open the fort for him to go. Your meeting ends with a nice wave goodbye before he disappears again.

—

Over the past two months, Shuichi and yourself got to know each other through long phone calls, picnics in empty parks, and movie nights in the living room of your apartment.

One week ago, you spent an hour building the most comfortable pillow fort with him before watching his favorite action movie. Shuichi came to your door with your favorite take-out meals, a portable projector, and a pack of fairy lights in hand. You had given him the biggest hug after praising him for remembering you had dreamt of setting up this sort of date before. However, you had the gut feeling to ask where he had gotten those things. The urge to question him about it was stamped out by the immensity of your excitement to share the night with him.

You used all the blankets and sheets you had in the house to create a canopy over the couch and a couple of bar stools. The projector sat on a tower of books and faced one white wall of your living space. The ground was covered by your bed comforter and pillows were propped comfortably against the bottom of the couch.

That was the first time he had the courage to pull you into his chest as you cuddled on the floor. The remnants of your meals were scattered at your feet as you both enjoyed the film. He had watched you caress his chest with your fingertips.

By the third quarter of the movie, you both were all over each other; exploring one another’s bodies for the first time felt like nothing you had ever experienced. You had your first kiss early on, but you could tell he was nervous to get even rougher with you. After you made out and felt each other up for another hour, Shuichi left your apartment in the late of the night with a kiss to your cheek.

Even sitting alone in your apartment tonight, you had regretted not convincing him to stay with you. You sit on your couch watching your favorite show eating a bowl of pasta. You had checked your phone several times today waiting for a call, or even a text, from Shuichi. Your mind wandered to the worst thoughts all day. Was he just using you for your quirk? The massages? To keep you around until you put out for him? Though you know in your heart that something is there between you two.

You stare mindlessly at the television until your phone starts buzzing to your side. You’re pulled from your thoughts and you grab your phone expecting his name to be on your screen. You sign, realizing instead that it’s a message from the city you reside in. You tap to play the automated voice message:

“Citizens, by our information, we are currently aware of the presence of the League of Villains in your residential area. Please, stay inside and stay safe. There are currently heroes handling the situation.” 

“What?” You grab the TV remote and turn the channel to the news. The luminescent screen shows streets burning in blue flame and people run for cover. You watch as heroes search the roofs and alleys for the League’s members; the commotion maybe only ten blocks from where you live. Nothing like this has ever happened this close to you before.

A hard knock at your front door pulls your attention away from the distressed news anchor. Even with this situation, you hope that it’s Shuichi coming to check on you, to see if you’re alright.

You rush to get up and open the door. And to your luck, he’s there leaning against the door frame in the same manner as the first time he came over. But. he falls into your chest the second he realizes you’ve let him in. With his chest against yours and his arms thrown around your waist, you can feel exactly how labored his breathing is.

“Shuichi, oh my god, are you ok?” You rub his back comfortingly.

“Y/N, I—I’m so sorry,” he groans against your neck.

“Look at me,” you pull away to pick up his chin from your shoulder. Facing him head-on now, you see the raw gashes on his forehead and bicep. “Holy shit, did you get caught in all that?” You point to the chaos demonstrated on the TV.

He walks over to the remote sitting on the armrest of the sofa and clicks the TV off. “I’ve got to explain something to, Y/N.

—

“You’re part of all of that… the League of Villains,” you repeat him. “And they call you Spinner? When were you going to tell me?

“I—I tried convincing them not to come to this area,” he laments. He sits in front of you hunched over your knee, distracting himself with the material of your pajama pants as you tend to his wounds. “Ah,” he hisses as you dab his forehead with a rag dampened with hydrogen peroxide. “I understand if you’re mad at me, Y/N. If you never want to see me again—,” he huffs.

“I understand why you didn’t tell me right away,’ you whisper. “From now on, can we promise to tell each other everything, no keeping secrets?”

“From now on?” He looks up to face you. “You want to keep this going?”

“I really like you, Shuichi, I don’t want to let go of you after this,” you kiss his cheek to reassure him.

A deep blush rushes to his cheeks. “I—I really like you, too. I’ve liked you since you said you liked my scales,” he laughs. “So, yeah, no more secrets, I promise you, Y/N.”

“Good,” you smile and take his hand to help him up. “I’m gonna run a bath for you.”

He watches your hips sway as you walk to the bathroom to set up the tub.

—

With the bath filled with a layer of fluffy, lavender bubbles blanketing the surface, you call Shuichi in from the living room.

He peaks into the bathroom before smiling at your kind gesture. “Are you gonna stay in here, while I—uh, ya know?” He stammers while pulling at the edge of his shirt.

“I was thinking I could give you a massage to help you relax. If that’s ok?” You watch as he pulls his top over his head in one fluid motion. His arm muscles ripple with the smooth movement. He drops it to the floor and then combs out his lilac hair with his fingers.

“Yeah, I’d like that. Uhm, could you maybe—?” He cocks his head to the side while rubbing the nape of his neck.

You giggle at his modesty before spinning around toward the wall. You hear him drop his pants and disrobe from his arm wrappings and eye masks. The costume he came to you with today was much more sinister than the cozy ones he usually wore.

The water splashes a bit as Shuichi gets into the tub. He settles himself to the side of it for you to get access to his shoulders. His mind silently thanks you for adding the bubbles prematurely.

You turn and he’s leaned back against the glossy, white porcelain of the tub. You run your fingers along the skin of his shoulders and he shutters as the surprise of your touch. You set both of your hands flat on his swelled shoulders and activate your quirk. He immediately lets out a breathy, relaxed noise. You move your hands back and forth and delve deep into the muscles of his arms and neck in a circular motion.

“Mmm,” Shuichi lets a pleased groan go out of his throat. He lets his head rest against your chest and takes note of the beat of your heart against his scalp. “Thank you, Y/N.”

“Of course,” you say softly. Leaning down, you give him a gentle kiss to the side of his neck. You move your kisses to his jaw and cheek next. You watch as the water moves from under your lashes. Under the water, he rubs the tops of his thighs with his palms.

He clears his throat before stammering out, “Do you wanna, maybe, get in?”

You perk up at his offer. “You sure?”

“Yeah, c’mon in,” he confirms.

You deactivate your vibrating hands and stand up completely to take off your shirt and bottoms quickly. All of your shredded clothes form a puddle on the tile floor of the bathroom. You hook your thumbs to pull off your underwear and let them fall to the floor. It’s not cold in the bathroom at all, but you can feel your limbs shake slightly as you walk towards the edge of the bathtub. Goosebumps coat your bicep and neck as you carefully step into the water while grabbing the edge in order not to slip. Lowering yourself into the water, Shuichi faces away from your exposed body. A blush paints over his cheeks and snout. You sit across from one another, but he’s still so close.

“Hey,” you smile while flowing your arms through the water trying to get used to the temperature.

“Hey,” he responds. Shuichi holds out a hand out for you to take. “C’mere.”

You take his hand and he leads you to sit in front of him against his chest. You settle yourself between his thighs and clench your own legs to your chest.

“Can I tell you something?” His tone feels as warm as the water pooling up the middle of your chest. The soft fragrance of the bath relaxes you the most you've ever been in a long time; you melt into the cushion of Shuichi’s chest.

“Mhmm,” you hum while letting your eyes fall closed.

“I—uhm,” he stammers before taking a deep breath that you could feel against your neck. “Thank you for all you’ve done for me,” he says with a smile. “I didn’t have anyone to protect… to look forward to seeing before you came into my life. I’d be happy if just being here to save you from incoming cars,” he chuckles.

“I said it wouldn’t happen again!” you laugh and throw your hand back to press into his shoulder.

“Mhm,” he smirks, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips for a kiss.

“I’m glad to have met you too, handsome,” you turn and smile up at him. “You’re so sweet to me.” You lift yourself just enough to place a chaste kiss on his cheek.

“Stop,” he shakes his head.

“But, you look so good,” you sing.

“I look good?” he laughs. “You’re the girl of my dreams.” You feel both of his arms wrap around your midsection and his thumbs massage small circles underneath your chest. He leans into your ear to kiss the crest of it before whispering, “I’m sorry to have worried you, baby”

“Are you going to make it up to me?” you softly say.

Shuichi’s eyes widen as you turn your body in full to face him. If he wasn't already involuntarily sporting a hard-on with your body pressed up against him, he definitely is now. He catches a glimpse of your glossed nipples and watches as water cascades down the valley made between your breasts.

“Fuck,” he places his hands on your hips to guide you to straddle his lap. “Look at you.”

You rest your hands on his firm shoulders before leaning into his exposed neck.  

He holds his breath and holds onto your body tightly, his nails starting to dig into your flesh anticipating your soft lips against his scales. His neck is tickled by your tongue giving hesitant kitten licks to the side of his neck. Shuichi feels himself melt into your body further yearning for your lips to close over his muscle.

You both moan as your lips begin to suckle on the prominent segment of his neck stuck out for you to ravage upon. The scales that coat his entire body create overlapped edges that you can feel as you drag your tongue along in small circular motions. You pull at him with the suction of your lips and then give soft kisses to the darken spots you leave along the way. “Just kiss me already,” Shuichi concedes. He takes your chin between two fingers and brings them to his lips. He holds back for a second to admire the clouded, sultry eyes looking at him from under lashes before pushing through the wall of tension to kiss you greedily.

You feel Shuichi’s hand on your hip start to guide you deeper into his lap, but the sudden movement makes you pull away. The shallow sweep of his strong thighs against your aroused center makes you yelp against his mouth. Eager for more, you lift yourself slightly before starting to grind against his thighs his time of your volition. The bathwater moves around both of you in shallow waves. They splash against your back in a similar tempo to your motions.

“Mmm,” he groans against your lips. His hands leave your body before returning in front of your chest in front of him. “Can I?”

You nod and put both of your hands on the side of the tub to the sides of his head. You feel his fingers for the first time on your tits and only a second passes until you're completely comfortable. He explores your skin and nipples as you both kiss passionately; with his eyes shut, he searches for your nubs to roll in between his padded fingertips.

“Y/N,” he pulls away breathless.

“Mhm?” You continue to softly grind on his thighs and he starts to speak.

“I’ve never done this before,” he stammers. You quirk an eyebrow at him with a sly smirk plastered on your lips. “Y/N, not like that.” Shuichi shakes his head with a laugh. “I want to ask you… Would you—will you be my girlfriend?”

You can't help but stop in your tracks to give him the tightest hug possible. “Yes, of course!”

He blushes at your immediate response. His hands caress your back and slowly run down the length of it towards your thigh and ass cheek. “Your skin is so soft,” he squeezes the flesh between his fingers and palm.

“Spinner,” you let his secret alias slip from your lips as a moan while massaging the section between your rear and thigh.

“Shit.” It feels so good to finally let his hidden life be free, but how was he to know you would use his identity against him in this way? He feels himself pulsate underneath the surface of the bathwater.  

While pulling away from his embrace, the hardened tips of his cocks brush against your lower abdomen. You hear his throat catch at the minuscule touch. “You—your, uhm—.”

“Yeah…,” he sighs, covering his face with his palm. “I know it’s weird. You don't have to—.”

“It’s not weird!” You reassure him while pulling his hand away from his face and towards your chest. “I actually,” you run your opposite hand up the top of his ridged thigh. “I think it’s really hot.”

He gulps once he feels your thumb run over the smoothed tip of one of his cocks. “Seriously?”

Looking in his eyes, you bite your lip and nod. “I want you,” you whisper while leaning into his chest until your tits press against his skin.

A guttural groan rumbles in his chest before he grabs your wandering hand lightly to stop you from going further. “C’mon,” he offers in a low voice. His scaled hand rubs the globe of your ass and then squeezes. “Let’s go to your bedroom.”

He helps you up from your sitting position in the tub to standing. The lavender foam sticks to his thighs and abdomen as he steps out onto the bathmat. Your breath catches at your first sight of his perfectly sculpted ass. The speed of your heartbeat quickens as you watch him saunter over to the counter for two fresh towels.

Once he turns around, Shuichi can’t help but permit himself to catch glances at your exposed breasts. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he smirks while handing you the towel. You feel the heat of a blush come to your cheeks while you wrap the towel around yourself. He offers you a strong hand to help you out of the tub. “Careful.”

Unwrapping yourself, you dry your limbs quickly while hoping to get back to being pressed against his strong body again soon. Once dry, you both throw your towels into the hamper.

“Alright, c’mon!” Your waist is pulled into his side and you feel your body being lifted in one fell swoop.

“Ah!”

Shuichi holds you against his chest with an arm hooked underneath your thighs and an arm holding your back. You swoon at his ability to carry you bridal style without breaking a sweat.

Once in your dimly lit bedroom, you're set down to stand on the carpet. Shuichi spins you around and walks against you until you both reach the end of your bed. Your lips lock together and you pull him by the neck to meet you on top of the soft duvet.

He settles himself between your spread legs and kisses you in fervor. You feel one of his hands roam back to your tits and he uses the heel of his hand to knead into you. Another hand grips the curve of your hip and his thumb rubs the skin above the bone there.

“Shuichi,” you moan against his cheek. “Feels good.”

“So… gorgeous…,” he peppers kisses along your collarbone and chest. “I want you so badly, Y/N.” He lets himself slide down your body while giving kisses to every piece of skin available to him. He ends up on his stomach with his head between your thighs. You rest your hands in his hair and watch as his lilac locks get wrapped in your fingers. “You okay with this, Y/N,” he mumbles against the muscle of your inner thigh.

“Mhm, please,” you whine. “You look so good with your face between my thighs.”

He groans at the sight of your already wet cunt spread in front of him. He quickly realizes it might be okay to be rougher with you; taking your physical arousal as a signal that you’re actually into him. You feel a nip at your thigh and it only makes you want him closer to your core even more.

Shuichi lets his tongue lull out of his mouth before licking a thick stripe against your thigh. The feeling sends a shiver down your spine and your pussy clenches in anticipation. “Who would have thought you’d be such a tease— ?” All of a sudden, his tongue explores your soaked folds and then latches onto your puffy clit. “Oh my, God,” you whine.

He groans at your sweet taste on his tongue. The vibrations of this sound travel straight to your sensitive nerve endings. You pull his hand to come back to one of your breasts as he continues his precise movements. You move two of his fingers to pinch your nipple and he obliges by rolling the peaked nub.

“Your tongue feels so good,” you whimper as you begin to grind on his tongue while tugging hard on his hair in your hand. “Shuichi?”

“Mmm?” He hums with his tongue pressed against your clit.

“Have you— ever used both?” you stammer. Your toes curl as you try to focus on his response.

His crimson eyes widen at you from between your legs. “Both?” he mumbles. “I haven’t.”

“I—I want to take all of you,” you feel heat rush to your chest as you admit to him the fantasy you've had since finding out what he’s been packing.

He hums deeply against your clit again before using a finger to pull one of your folds to the side. “I need to prep you real good for me then, baby,” he says proudly.

You nod and brace yourself for him to prod at your tight hole. Since dating you, he started to trim his claws down in fear of accidentally scratching you, and now that fact is even more important in this situation.

The suddenness of one of his thick, ribbed fingers enters your cunt easily with the amount of arousal built up. You gasp at the abrupt fullness of his long digit inside of you. The roof of your cunt is massaged by him slightly hooking his finger and pumping slowly.

“I’m gonna add another, you’re taking this too easy,” he says gruffly before nipping your inner thigh.

Shuichi pulls out and enters back in swiftly with an extra finger and continues to pump your pussy in a more quick pace. The soft padding of his fingertips hit the ridged, spongy section of your cunt repeatedly and it's like nothing you've felt before. You can’t help but bring your other hand down to help get you closer to your release.

He watched you bring two fingers to your hooded clit and turn on your quirk. The vibrating digits sound like a buzz in his ear, but how could he mind when you’re lewdly pleasuring yourself right in front of him. “Holy fuck, yes,” he retracts his tongue back into his mouth to allow you to handle your sensitive nub while his pumps into you vigorously. “Touch yourself for me, beautiful.”

That feels amazing,” you stammer. “Please, right there,” you whine. You rotate your pulsating finger in small circles.

“So fucking hot,” he says roughly. “Keep going, baby,” he attempts to encourage you towards your first orgasm of the night.

“Spinner, I can feel it,” you grind on his thrusting fingers. “You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Shit, baby, cum for me,” he adds another finger effortlessly. “Cum all over my fingers.” The tips of his fingers move together as one to knead the squishy flesh of your cavern.

“Mhmm,” you moan loudly as you feel the build of your climax being reached within you. All of a sudden, you feel it coming. You bite your lip as your legs start to shake; you fight through the intense feeling to pursue rubbing yourself to maximum pleasure. “I’m coming, fuck!”

“There you go!” He watches as your chest rises and falls quickly. The muscles of your cunt clench hard on his fingers. “Such sweet sounds.”

“How many—How many fingers was that, babe?” You breathe out with the air you have left.

He holds up four, glistening digits and pulls them apart to watch your arousal drip onto his palm. “That was super sexy, babygirl.” You watch him take his soaked hand to his cocks and stroke himself languidly. “Could I do down on you?”

“Yes—yeah, sure,” he says enthusiastically. You help him switch to the position you were in on the bed. He lays back against your pillows stacked against the headboard. He relaxes his brawny arms behind his head and spreads his legs slightly for you to settle yourself between.

You sit back on your calves and admire the ripples of his muscular form all laid out for you. The tips of your fingers trace the divots formed by his prominent abs; you drag your fingers tantalizingly down the lines that make a V to his phallus.

You observe him from underneath your lashes as you lean over his leaking cocks. Holding his heavy package as one in your small hand, you pump them in tandem.

“Is this ok, handsome?”

He’s focused so intently on your motions that all he does is a nod in response.

Two clear beads of precum perch on the outside of his cockslits. As your first move, you lick the beads away from his tips and let your tongue move in a circle over the two heads slowly.

“Oooh.”

You smile at his content before widening the O shape of your lips to take his cocks into your ready mouth. Letting saliva drool from your lips, you use your hands to coat his cock while moving your wrist in a twisting motion. You wrap your lips around his combined cockhead and drag your tongue along the sensitive slits.

“Fuck, you’re lips feel so good around my cock,” he whines. His muscles flex involuntarily as you suck hard on his cocks. The stimulation of his nerve endings send mini shocks to all places of his body in response to your movements. To pleasure what you can’t take between your lips, your hands pump him in upward, winding actions. You decide to turn on your quirk in turn for not being able to take his package completely into your mouth. Your tongue buzzes against his heads and your hands jitter while stroking him in full. The intense stimulation makes him create large amounts of precum; it drips and oozes from your lips down his shaft.

You hum against his hot muscles pleasingly, the taste of his sweet precum mixes with your saliva and coats the expanse of your mouth. You watch him as his eyes widen at the lewd use of your quirk, but he thanks the heavens that you could do this at all for him.

“Baby,” he says lowly. “I don’t want to cum just yet, I’m getting too close— too fast,” he groans.

A soft pop of your lips comes when you pull off of him. Proceeding to stroke him in one hand, you lift yourself to place a hand on his firm chest. Leaning down to meet his gaze, you whisper, “Do you want to cum in me?”

His eyes widen at your offer the second the words fall from your lips. “Yes, yeah, baby.”

You giggle and kiss the tip of his snout before straddling his waist

“I promise to make you feel so good, Y/N,” he groans against your neck. “I’m so turned on by your body, you have no fucking clue.” He holds your legs to his waist and rolls with you until your flat on your back against the mattress. You wrap your arms around his neck and let him spread your legs to the side. “Are you ready, Y/N?”

“Mhm, please,” you whine. “Fuck me, Spinner,”

“You got it, baby,” he holds his two, large pricks together in one hand. You hold the creases underneath your things and pull them as close to your chest as possible. He presses a hand into one of your thighs as he hovers over you. He rubs his cockheads over your clit and slit to collect the residual arousal before pressing softly into your tiny entrance. You both moan at the first touch.

“How are you— still so tight?” He questions. “Mmf,” he groans, attempting to push himself further.

“Oh, I’m a virgin,” you explain. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Wha—what?” He exclaims. “I thought you said we weren’t keeping secrets?”

“I thought it was obvious,” you laugh while playing with your breasts innocently.

“And, you wanted to take both of me? First try?” He brushes his hair from his face.

“Yes, Shuichi, I want you as you are,” you say sweetly. “I wanted to at least try.”

“I can’t even believe you wanted to spend your first time with me,” he admits.

“Of course,” you hold his cheek in your palm. “I actually have some lube in the drawer. We can use it,” you smile sweetly up at him.

“Ok, baby,” he kisses your nose and crawls to the night table before returning with a clear bottle. “I said I’d make this amazing for you, but now I promise it.”

You nod and hold his biceps in your hands as he settles by your thighs again. Repeating his process, he rubs the lube from his cock onto your slit and presses down onto your thighs so they go to your chest. He presses into your cunt all too easily this time.

“Oh my, God,” you moan together.

“You ok?” He asks.

You nod and Spinner pushes his hips deeper into yours. His cocks stretch your pussy slowly as he slides all the way in. “Feels—so good,” you squeak out. Your boyfriend starts his thrusts once he feels the back wall of your core.

“Damn,” his hot breathe hits your face. “You’re taking me so well, baby,” he moans.

You bite your lip as tears form in the corner of your eyes from pleasure. His hips rock slowly, but the girth and length of him are able to hit every perfect spot inside of you. “Please, go faster, Spinner,” you plead.

“God, you look so gorgeous under me,” he praises.

“You look so good,” you compliment. “I love your cocks, Spinner, please.” He smirks before grabbing your hips with his strong hands and pistoning into you at a more quick pace. Your breasts bounce as you’re pulled into him continuously. “Fuck, thank you, baby, thank you-,” you whine.

“Take my throbbing dicks, baby, good fucking job,” he encourages. “Your cunt is amazing. Clenching so nicely for me,” he says roughly.

“For you, baby,” you say as a moan. You hold your breasts in your hands and roll your nipples with vibrating fingers.

“Are you gonna cum on my cocks? Just for me?” He groans.

“Yes, yes, yes, please,” you plead loudly. “I wanna cum all over your dicks!”

“Then do it, babygirl,” he foments. “I wanna feel you clench on me all over again. You’ve got it in you, huh?”

Your eyes widen as you realize his words have triggered something inside of you. Electricity rushes to your center and you can’t hold back. “Fuck, I’m— coming!” Ecstasy encases your entire body as your eyes roll back into your head. You try to push your arm down between you both to use your hand as a vibrator for your clit and the base of his cock as he continues to trust into you with fervor.

“Ugh, fuck, me— too,” he grunts. His thrusts come to a slow before he releases his load into the back of your cunt. Ropes of gooey cum spurt into your cavern and coat your walls completely.

Shuichi rolls onto his back beside you and lets an arm fall over his eyes. Your heart beats loud enough for you to hear as you both lay together in silence for a moment.

“Fuck,” he groans.

“Yeah,” your voice is small and your throat feels dry. “Spinner?”

“Hey, don't pull that on me again,” he laughs. He gets up from the bed to go retrieve his clothes from the bathroom.

You giggle at him and crawl to the end of the bed to meet him before he leaves the room. “I was wondering, would you like to spend the night?”

“What?”

“Honestly, we don’t know the current situation out in the city right now, and I’m kind of nervous to let you go. I want to be able to protect you, too.”

“I’d love to stay here with you,” he smiles. “Wanna protect me from my own crimes, huh?”

“Just come back to bed, please,” you whine.

“Ain't gonna get in without my pants, baby,” he taunts. “Unless you want your second time, now?”

“Shuichi,” you cover your face with the sheets. “Can you at least bring me my underwear too?” You plead. He nods and walks out of the room. You lay there alone in the dimly lit room for a minute. All you can do is smile to yourself at how lucky you feel.

Shuichi comes back and the mattress bounces as he hops into bed with you. You put on your undergarments quickly and then snuggle up close to your boyfriend.

“Goodnight, Spinner,” you say into his chest.

You earn a quick kiss to the forehead. “Goodnight, baby.”

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[honeytama]

Emergency Contact

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: This was so fun to write! I’m loving the idea of phone sex right now, but also the idea of subby Spinner. So why not both? Here’s another fic about my favorite! Tagged: @knifeewifee​

Summary: Spinner phone calls his sweet girlfriend late one night to update her on his trip. The next morning, he gets a surprise visit.

Warnings: Smut (18+), established romantic relationship and pet names, cussing, praise kink, JOI (jerk off instructions), masturbation, oral (giving), riding

Word Count: 4.3k

Spinner lays against a plush comforter on the bed of a private hotel room with a throw blanket wrapped around his sore legs soothing him to relax after a long day of fighting. Although, the bed still feels less warm without his most favorite person in the world there with him. His favorite person even compared to the man that inspired him to fight for a greater cause; the entire reason he was away from you right now.

He sticks his neck out every day for his comrades and the people around him so that they’ll eventually have a life better than the one dealt to them. And you’re on his mind the entire way through. He slings his arm over his face, resisting the urge to call you and risk distracting him from the League’s current mission.

Spinner lays thinking about how your body would feel against him, how you would probably be eating room service dessert with him right now, and then seducing him with whipped cream upon your lips enough to get him fucking your supple body into the memory foam mattress. He could even imagine you ordering a breakfast spread the morning after; knowing you so well.

These thoughts that flood his head and warm his face convince him to dig out his cell phone from his sweatpants’ pocket. He taps to your contact and calls, hoping you would pick up soon. There isn't any time difference, right?

—

You sit at your desk working on an assignment for your job, your face leaning in your palm as you click through tens of slides. Honestly, you didn't have to be working that late into the night, but it felt better to have a task to distract yourself from your best friend and lover is away. Within the time you’ve been an item, this incident has only come up a couple times, so it's been difficult to understand the empty feeling you experience in bed each night passing.

Suddenly, your phone starts to buzz against the hardwood of the desk. Picking your hand up from your computer mouse, you flip the phone over to check the contact. Your eyes widen and your shoulders perk up to the name written across the screen. You immediately hit the answer button and lift it to your ear.

“Hi, love,” a smile beaming across your face. “Are you alright?” your excited expression slightly falters when you realize he might be calling as an emergency. Maybe he’s hurt?

“Yeah, yes, I’m just fine, sweetie, hey,” he responds quickly to ease your nerves. “I just wanted to call and catch up while I can. I miss you so much, Y/N.” His voice dancing through the speaker directly into your ear makes him feel closer than he actually is. It’s lower than usual, so probably a mix of the microphone filtering and exhaustion from a long day. Either way, the vibrations of his gruff tone send waves of satisfaction down your spine.

“It feels so good to hear your voice, babe.” you lower your voice to a comforting whisper. “So, what’s up, how’s everything going?’ You move from your desk chair and shut off your computer, deciding to move all of your attention to him.

“It‘s been a lot of work, but everyone here is putting in their best effort,” you hear him say as you climb into your shared bed to rest against the mountain of throw pillows stacked across the headboard. Spinner feels his throat tighten recognizing the sound of the rustling sheets beneath your body. His attention being interrupted by the thought of watching you crawl across the mattress in those mini pajama shorts you usually wear to bed. The cups of your ass showing proudly to him as you sway your hips to tease him before you lay close together. “Actually, speaking of them,” he continues. “We were put up in a hotel for the night and I actually got a suite to myself. Could you believe it, baby?” he laughs softly.

You position yourself snugly into your usual side of the bed. It feels more comfortable to leave his space open, especially when you can still smell his scent on the pillows and favorite blanket beside you. “Oh my god, the League of Villains gets to spend a night in a swanky hotel! That’s so nice, love. I hope you’re enjoying it, I wish I could be there with you,” you gush.

“I know, it would be so amazing if you could come along with me. But, I don't want you to get hurt over my job. That would kill me,” as always, you hear the compassion in his voice that comes whenever he talks about protecting you from his actions.

“I understand, cutie, it’s okay,” you smile. “But, you know I am strong enough to take on some of the people you fight, even without huge muscles like yours,” you tease, your subconscious pushing you to change the subject to something more erotic. You silently hope you could ease his tensions about his dangerous lifestyle. Being alone gives you way more time to wonder about what will happen once he returns, but sometimes it’s even more fun to be impatient.

“C'mon,” he groans. “Don’t say it like that, sweetheart,” laughing as his hand runs through his loose hair. “I still have a few more days out here without you. And, uh, tonight’s the only night I have privacy… It’ll be the only time I’ll get to, ya know…”

“What, I totally wasn’t coming onto you? I wasn’t trying anything, I swear. I was just complimenting the talent of my hard-working boyfriend,” you tease, waiting to pull your favorite reaction from him.

“I definitely wouldn't mind having you come onto me right now,” your touch starved boyfriend says in a low voice, slightly embarrassed by his forwardness. Since being experienced before you, an ounce of attention towards his hormonal brain sends him wanting loads more.

Jackpot.

“You would love it if I came onto your face, huh, love?” you breathe out, a wide grin holding residence on your face.

“Holy shit, yes baby,” he chokes out. His empty hand is already roaming down his abdomen in anticipation.

“Or, my slick easily running down my thighs onto you after both of your cocks stretch me to my limit…” you tantalize, testing the waters for how far he wanted to go.

A low, long groan sounds into your ear. Spinner slowly rocks his hips upward in frustration, his palm finally reaching the top of his prominent bulge.

“If you’re wearing it, pull your tank off, Shuichi,” you gently command.

“Shi-,” he attempts to pull his top off with one hand, but the action taunts him when he realizes to pull it off with both. Removing his hand from his pants, he pulls the tank over his head and shucks it to the corner of the room. The second his attention is back on you, he turns his phone to the speaker to set it on his pillow. Both hands are fully free now. “Love, what are you wearing right now?”

“One of your extra tanks and some soft teeny shorts. Why?” acting oblivious to the actual meaning of his question.

“God, those shorts, I might have been thinking you- in them,” he breathes out. “Could I see? Send a pic, or we could video call. Fuck, anything,” he groans impatiently.

You smile to yourself as he admits to being needy, and it only encourages you to brave up and push into the mood more. “If you’re a good boy, I’ll send you whatever you’d like. Right now you’re just going to listen to my voice and follow exactly what I say for you to do. Deal?” You drop your voice into a sultry tone.

“Deal. I’d do anything,” Shuichi whines.

“Ok,” you pull away from the phone to take deep breaths before continuing. “Relax and lay back.

Are you comfortable?”

“Mhm.”

“With one hand, massage your hard-on over your pants. And with your other… pretend it’s mine as you trail over your stomach,” you instruct sensually.

Spinner follows your words carefully as he grinds his palm into his groin. His fingers wrap roughly around the circumference of the prominent outline in his pants trying to add friction to his prick that rests underneath layers. His other palm slides against his abdomen to lightly caress the muscle beneath it.

Imagining him in such a position, you pull your hand to one of your breasts and roll a nipple between your fingers. The thin material of the tank top is the only thing stopping you from feeling the soft skin of your chest. You set the phone down on the bed on the speaker, and continue your ministrations. “My hand is running against each of your abs, my fingers tracing the intricate grooves made by your scales. You have the hottest body, Shuichi,” you moan into the phone as you begin to pull your shorts down your legs.

“Mmm,” he moans involuntarily. “Ah- tell me, are you- touching yourself, too?”

“You’ll find out eventually,” your tease happily. “Tonight’s about you, and I'm sure you're following my instructions to the letter. Right? Because if not, remember, you won’t be getting any proof of how wet my pussy is tonight.”

“Shit, when you talk like that, I- I can’t- I can’t handle it, Y/N,” he whimpers.

“Well, I really want to see how long you can last, Spinner,” you say pulling your top over your head. “So, you can take your cocks out, now.” He groans as he quickly tugs his sweatpants down his thighs. Both weeping pricks springing free from against the right waistband. Precum clings to his pants creating thin, sticky ropes of a clear liquid that make a mess of his lower stomach. “I'm sure they kinda hurt from throbbing against your pants, aching for some relief. Would you like some relief, sweetie?

“Yea-yes, Y/N,” he stutters.“Please, let me touch myself.”

“Hmm, you may, but just one. Don’t dare try to wrap your fist around both of them.” your voice is low. You lay in bed in only your underwear and quietly pull them to the side to give your clit some relief of its own.

“Ahh, Y/N,” Shuichi moans while stroking his thick cock languidly, tossing glances at his other cock leaking precum against his pubis. “You would give me head if you were here right? You know I can’t stand the teasing when we’re face to face. This feels so- so different. God, you’re so- ah- hot.”

Both of you, especially Spinner, are usually shy about sexual advances in person, so trying this new way of sending sexy messages felt so good. “Mmm, Shuichi,” you breathe out. Your fingers lacing through your slicked folds while you listen to the clicking of each of his jerks through the phone. “Just for that, go ahead and start stroking both together.” You hear him spit into his palm as he attempts to push both throbbing pricks together into one steady hand.

The late-night and the emptiness of both of your rooms are only filled with each other’s moans and pining words calling for each other’s bodies. Your hands move together as your eyes shut to deepen the illusion of his presence.

“I’m- close, I’m gonna,” Spinner grunts out.

Your eyes shoot open. “Wait! I have something for you,” snapping out of your sultry voice as if in an emergency. “Give me one sec.” You pick up your phone from the bed and angle the camera towards your body before sending it off as a text.

Spinner fumbles around with his phone, lacking to be grossed out by his own saliva covered hand as he opens your message. “Ohh,” he grunts. The photo showed the position you’d been pleasuring yourself in; legs spread wide showing off your dripping cunt and fingers resting on your clit. “Fuck! You- you look so gorgeous. God, please let me cum!”

“Go ahead, baby. I wish my fingers were you right now,“ you offer.

“Fuuu- uhh. I'm coming, I'm-” his voice catches before he let out a stream of muffled moans. Both of his cocks shoot ropes of his load onto his abdomen, emptying him until he’s completely spent. Spinner takes deep guttural breaths before letting out a sigh of relief.

“How was that?” you ask nervously, you decide not to go for your own orgasm.

“That was great, I had no clue you could do that! Did you learn that from that one otome game?” he says, genuinely curious.

You laugh and cover your hand with your face in exhaustion. “I’m glad you liked it, but now I’m getting sleepy. I’m gonna get some rest, Shuichi.”

“No problem, you're the best, ya know,” he smiles, exhausted. ”Goodnight, sleep well,” he says lovingly.

“Goodnight,” you smile.

Ending the call, your next action would either be the best decision or one you’d regret. You scroll through your contacts before calling your mutual friend, who also was away on the same mission. The phone rings against your ear as you wait, but it picks up only a few seconds later.

“Hey, sorry if I woke you up, I need the hotel information of where you all are staying. I need Spinner’s room number, too,” you request.

“Aw, do you want to come and visit him? So cute! Fuck off, don’t call me this late again, Y/N.”

—

You walked down the sidewalk of a city a few hours away from your home in one of your boyfriend’s tee’s, leggings, and a tote clutched to your side. It’s early in the morning, you’d caught the train around 7am and prepared a plan while sitting alone in the carriage. You finally made it to the entrance of the hotel with your cell phone in your hand to double-check the room number you’d easily convinced Twice to send you. Walking through the lobby, your shoes echo off the marble floor. You softly say “good morning” to the concierge before walking to the elevators at the back of the room and tapping the up button.

Your stomach turns while you walk down the hallway of his floor. What if he's bothered by you being there? What if the plan doesn’t work out? Either way, he responds, you had at least planned for a sweet day date with him away from his team. With a hopeful expression, you knock on his suite door and shift your feet on the hallway carpet waiting for him to respond.

The clicking of locks opening behind the door elevates your mood before the door is swung open. Your boyfriend in pajamas grins wildly as he pounces on you for a hug. “Y/N!” he exclaims, pressing his snout down into your shoulder. You squeeze him close to your body with both arms thrown around his back, surprised at his forwardness. “What are you doing here! Oh, uh, haha, come inside.” You follow him into the living area part of the suite, closing the door behind you.

“Honestly, I wanted to see you in person after our call from last night,” you admit. “So, I got Twice to share the information with me, I hope that’s ok. I know you don’t want Tomura to find out, but I couldn’t help myself,” you explain.

“No, no, I- I like that you came to me, that’s the nicest thing ever, babe,” Spinner says, pulling your hand into the sleeping area. “But, check this room out! I had a whole queen bed to myself, flat-screen TV…, and a desk!”

You watch him swing his arms around the room to show you as much as he could before he had to check out later that afternoon. His excitement for things he’s passionate about always made you love him more. You lean into his side and place a kiss to the side of his snout. He halts his show-and-tell before turning to look into your eyes, a smile growing on his face. His cheeks are blushing.

“You stole a kiss from me?” He questions. “You know what happens when you do that,” Spinner turns on his fake villainous voice before taking your chin in his hand. And then, starts to tickle your neck.

“Shuichi! Ah, no!” You walk backward into the edge of the bed trying to escape his grasp. You fall over onto the soft mattress when his hands roam to your sides and your thighs, continuing his attack. Always being careful with his sharp nails. “Haha ah! C’mon, Mr. Villain! I promise- I won’t steal another!”

Now, his body is hovering above yours, his long, strong arms holding your body like a vice. He stops to stare at your pretty face that's laughing and smiling because of him.

You stare back while locking eyes with his. Wanting to make the move you’d traveled there for, you rush to the front of his snout and lock your lips with his. Tracing the precise shape of his jaw with your fingers. Your bodies come together, noses nuzzled against the others’.

His strength helps pull you both up toward the middle of the bed. Once reaching a more comfortable spot, you use your own strength to push him onto his back. You straddle your legs over his hips and lean down to kiss his neck. Pressing your hot lips against his skin, you let your tongue slip out before sucking the spot he usually hides under a scarf. You whisper sweetly, “I told you I was stronger than you thought, handsome. How would you feel for me to use you like a toy?” Lifting your head, you watch his blown out eyes in anticipation.

Sunlight pours into the room in rays from the large windows at the side of the room while thin curtains give some amount of privacy. Luckily, you were on a high floor. His brown eyes show amber flecks as the sun hits them. He searches your expression for any sign of a lie or joke. “You want to have sex?” he asks, oblivious.

“I want you to fuck me, love… if you’d like that of course" you whisper.

He can’t believe the love of his life just traveled several hours to do something so sinful with his body. His eyes darken a shade in arousal, hoping you’ll dominate his every move, just as you’d done the night before. “Shit, yes. I need you-”

You raise your shirt over your head to throw it over your shoulder before reaching for the edge of his own. Spinner raises his arms above his head and lets you pull it off of his torso. You kiss his nose before sliding down his body eagerly, taking the waistband of his pants with you. Kissing the lines leading down from his Apollo’s belt, you close your eyes in comfort. When you finally open them again, a flutter of your fingers moves his cocks until they’re hard and straining against your hand.

“Please, suck me. I need your tongue, you’re so good,” he stammers. His index finger is pinched between his teeth as you lick up the full length of his sleek shaft. Once you bring your mouth to his tip, the swirl of your tongue against his hole makes him squirm against the sheets. “Ah, so sensitive,” he whimpers.

You lift your mouth from his dripping prick and smile upwards at his blushing face. “So, you don’t want me to blow you, babe?,” you tease as you stroke him slowly in one hand.

“No, no, no keep going!” Spinner yelps trying to sway his hips in your moving hand for friction.

Your head dips back down to the cock in your hand and you wet your lips before taking an amount of his thick length in your mouth. The taste of his bittersweet precum grazing your palate. He groans as you continue in a bobbing motion reminding you of the night before. Your inner thighs rub together to give friction to your hidden cunt.

You continue to bob your head up and down, pressing your tongue against his shaft. His moans motivate you to take both of his cock tips between your lips; you’re still learning how to completely pleasure both of his members equally. You drag your tongue back and forth along his weeping tips in a swiping motion and watch his reaction from underneath your lashes. The size of his eyes and raised brow make you giggle against him; it gives you even more encouragement to keep going. Giving a kiss on the inner part of his muscular thigh, you sit up and pull your leggings off.

Your boyfriend does a double-take when he realizes you're not wearing anything underneath. “Baby, you’re gonna kill me,” he throws his head back against the pillow. You giggle and climb back up his body while Shuichi’s hands pull your hips into his lap to straddle him again. He rocks your body back and forth easily making your slit slide along the length of his shaft. The ridge before his cock tip hitting your clit with every turn.

“Ooh,” you repeat with every time his hard tip skims your engorged pearl. “I wanna ride your cock, babe,” you moan above him. Spinner’s face flushes as he nods and picks your hips up from his body. He ogles your arousal covering the entirety of his cock before allowing you to take it in your small hand to line it up with your entrance. His focused gaze switches from watching you prod your hole to the lewd expression on your face. Your lip being held between your teeth, you lower yourself onto his cockhead. “Ahh,” you gasp. Your chest quickly rises at the sudden development. The built-up arousal causes your body to fall onto his dick in full. You both groan at the abrupt stretch and tightness of your drenched sleeve wrapped around him.

“Y/N, you’re so beautiful. How am I so lucky?” he gushes. You smile down at him and start your back and forth movements, holding onto his broad shoulders for guidance.

Shuichi caresses your thighs as you ride him sensually. You reach down and run your fingers through his hair as you moan. You continue to roll your hips as he closes his eyes and presses his forehead to yours, "Enjoy yourself. Take me all you want.” Spinner groans at your slow movements; the nails of his forefingers sinking into your ass like lead as he tries to thrust up into you impatiently. You put your entire weight into him as you press his chest down into the mattress; you forbid him from moving without your permission. “You make me feel- ah- So. Fucking. Good,” he grunts with every smack of your ass against his thighs as you bounce on his dick. His other cock lies beneath your spread thigh; it gains pleasure from the fiction caused by you bouncing and grinding.

You breathe heavily above him. The stretch you feel from his textured cock is heavenly, but once he reaches to poke into your cervix it’s difficult to control your rhythm. “Oh fuck! Right there!” The feeling makes you fall from your posture above him to his level. Your arms circle his neck as your chests are pressed together to continue. The curved tip of his cock slides repeatedly into the soft, ridged spot inside of you as he thrusts upwards into your body now. Forgetting about your assertion about taking control, he pistons his hips forward from the mattress into your sopping cunt over and over again; he’s only trying to get you to your climax now. The feeling of your pretty little hole tightening tells him your close to coming undone.

“Fuck, yes, just like that! Please, a little more,” you groan into his shoulder. You whine after each of his thrusts into his neck. Your words of praise becoming mush as he plows through your body.

“Fuck, I can feel you-. You’re all mine, ugh, you’re pussy is all mine, huh?,” he grunts into your ear. “Cum on my cock. I want it, baby, please- Give it to me!” he says in rhythm to each one of his thrusts as he holds your hips down into his groin.

A large knot in your stomach tightens abruptly and your throat catches before you feel the snap coming. His words encourage your body to let go as your face the orgasm you had denied yourself the night before. You let out a flow of whines and “yes’s” riding your high on his pulsating prick. The next moment, you watch as Spinner’s snout turns upwards and his eyes roll back into his head as he unloads thick strings of warm cum into your cunt. Your exhausted walls unable to give him more before his slippery cock slides out; it lands on his abdomen with a smack in a pool of cum from his other cock.

Shuichi holds your hips above him as you both come down from your highs. His fingertips gently sliding over the indentations from his nails on your ass cheeks and thighs. You place a long kiss on his snout and cheek before throwing yourself to his side on the bed. You both let out deep sighs in pleasure as you both turn to look at one another in awe.

“So,” you laugh. “I planned a cute breakfast date out on the town, but this feels so nice,” you say, smiling.

“A date, with me?” You giggle and nod. His face is flushed, but he responds to you in the same amount of contentment, “I still want to experience the room service, so let’s clean up and I’ll order whatever you want.”

[honeytama]

Perfect for Me

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting this. I’ve definitely needed some of this in my life right now. I decided to go more of a fluffy route than angst <3 Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like changed!

Requested by @kuroowh0r3​: Could I request an imagine where Spinner’s fem s/o is chubby, and she’s feeling really insecure, so she stays in her room all day and he’s really worried about her?

Warnings: Mention of body insecurities

Word Count: 740

“Hey, babe, look what I brought you!” Spinner bursts through your bedroom door with a bouquet of red roses wrapped in butcher paper and taped to stay together. “I took these from the grocery store,” he smiles wildly. His face falls when he sees your upset look being covered from the sheets of your bed. “I mean I bought them? I definitely bought them.”

You didn’t think you would be seeing him today. That morning he texted he’d be working until late. But, using the key you gave him to your place, he came right in excited to see you after a few days away from each other.

You sit up to move to the edge of the bed where he joins you. He places the flowers on your nightstand while moving the used dishes and various bits and bobs to the side from your time hidden away.

“I’ve been so worried... You’ve been on my mind all week. I’ve missed you so much,” he lays a comforting hand on yours. Do you want to talk about it?”

“Uhm, I—I don’t really know... how,” you keep your gaze away from him. 

“It’s ok—,” he clears his throat. “Love, maybe tomorrow if you feel up to it?” he smiles before placing a tender kiss on your shoulder.

You can tell he doesn’t know exactly what to say. He just wants you to feel loved, to feel less alone. Even when he wishes he could just get rid of all of your pain for good.

“Yeah, tomorrow,” you give him the most of a smile you can muster out.

“Come use me as a pillow,” he slaps his chest before throwing himself to get comfortable on top of the pillows, different blankets, and plushies you’ve been making your rounds through since locking yourself away. His favorite has always been the fuzzy, green stegosaurus that you use as a neck pillow when you’re doing busywork.

You groan reluctantly. He always offers to let you lay on top of him or hit in his lap, but majority of the time insecurities about your body get in the way of wanting to be so close to him. 

You crawl on the bed next to him and lay close to his side.

"C’mon, all the way, baby,” he encourages while pulling your hips to rest on his own. The first instinct when you lay together is to lift you body as much as you can off of him as to not squish him. But he sighs in relief once you finally get situated. Your leg is thrown over his waist, you use his shoulder and chest as a pillow. Your brush your cheek on his soft cotton shirt, nestling yourself into him even more.

His strong arms hug around your torso in the tightest, most comforting embrace. You hold yourself from crying against his shirt being so touch starved over the past week alone. You feel him rest his chin on the top of your head. His claws make figure eights on your shoulder blade over your shirt. 

“Y/N?”

“Hmm,” your sound muffled in his chest.

“I need you to know something,” he says carefully. “You’re perfect for me. No one else, nothing else could ever compare... You—You’re all I need. Just as you are,” he breathes out.

Looking up at him, you try your best to keep eye contact and hold yourself back from tearing up again. But you can’t help but bury your face in his chest. “Shuichi.”

“I want you feel great about yourself every day. I know exactly how hard it is to appreciate the body you have, you know this. So, every day, I want to see your try to show face out there in the world. Show everyone how beautiful you are!” He throws his hands toward the ceiling. “We can take on this damn city together!”

“Stop,” you laugh against his chest shooing his flailing arms away from early smacking you in the face. Your vision blurs a bit from the tears forming in your eyes. All your existing thoughts want to push away his encouraging words, but something inside wants to believe him.

You smile up at him even through your tears and surely see the biggest grin show on his face. Before you know it, you feel tens of kisses being placed all over your face. One after the another, he affirms his deep feelings toward you.

Tag List (All Spinner content): @knifeewifee @lilli-chae @thedreadthreadanomaly​ @ivymemnoch​ @beauty-in-ferality​ @cannibalchan​ @bnhabookclub @sadistiks @bakatenshii

[honeytama]

Earned It

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Villian!Reader

A/N: An AU fic where the LoV has a safe, mansion-like hideout where they can chill and watch movies! It’s the best! Also, I couldn’t decide whether to stick with the “Spinner has two cocks” hc or not, but I ended up writing how I felt. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, I’m truly sorry in advance <3 I’m still learning. Enjoy!

Summary: Spinner and yourself get left alone in the hideout for a day. After watching him work out vigorously, you end up realizing how much you want to help him relax his body in the best way possible.

Warnings: Smut (18+), cussing, thigh riding, unofficial friends-with-benefits, praise kink, body worship kink, and two dicks hc 

Word Count: 5.1k

The wood floor sends chills up your legs as you move down the stair steps of the quiet mansion. It’s early in the morning, and you knew not one of your friends would voluntarily choose to be awake yet. Through the large living room windows, you could finally see the sun come up over the horizon. 

Walking into the kitchen, you spot a piece of paper placed on the bar counter. “Be back tomorrow night,” it reads. There’s a heart scrawled in red pen next to the words. Probably from Toga wanting to be in on the message.

“Ohh, I guess they’re up…,” you yawn. The house starts to feel even more empty than before. All of your friends have gone to do criminal activities together. However, it feels nice to know that you don't have to make breakfast for Shigaraki this morning. Dude never knows what he wants to eat.

You decide to make a serving of eggs for yourself, and you toss a couple of pieces of bread into the toaster as the stove heats up the pan. While cooking the eggs, your head pops up at the sound of floor boards moving above you. Then, you hear a light clacking on the hardwood. It’s moving closer to the stairs behind you. The noise sends goosebumps up to your neck as you turn off the stove burner and quickly arm yourself with a kitchen knife. You move your legs at the same pace as the person coming down the stairs; the knife held above your head being gripped tightly by your fists. You hold your breath as they take one more step down towards you. And without thinking, your body lunges forward to assault the intruder.

“Ahhh!!” You yell out. Spinner thrusts his hand out to grab your forearm as the sharp blade comes towards his face at a surprising speed. The movement and strength of his entire body cause you to fumble backward until your back is against the stair wall. With his hand on your forearm still, he squeezes hard until your armed hand involuntarily drops the knife to the ground. You’re stuck, pressed against the wall, while Spinner holds your arms above your head. 

“Shuichi, fuck—” You gasp. Both of your chests rising and falling quickly against one another.

Shuichi’s eyes widen at the sight of your eyebrows knitted together, mouth in an ‘o’ shape. “Oh my, shit, I’m so sorry,” he blushes. He lets go of your arms like they had been burning the scales off his palms. “Just what the hell were you trying to do?” He asks squatting down to pick up the knife from the floor. There’s an indent in the wood where the blade came in contact with it. With the knife now in his hand, it starts to swing around your face as he lectures you about proper knife holding technique. Your mind feels fuzzy as you try to focus back on Spinner’s voice. Rubbing the pain away from your arm, your cheeks heat up at the thought of his unusual handling of you. These thoughts are interrupted when he starts to walk away to the kitchen. “From now on, please leave the knife handling to me… or Toga. Really,” he says back at you.

“I’m fine, I think,” you mutter, “Geez, I really thought you were someone else. The others are away until tomorrow.” Following him back to the kitchen, you walk to the stove to put your fried eggs on a plate. Embarrassed, you attempt to change the conversation. “Could you hang with me today?” You blurt out. “I mean, you probably have plans, but the TV has streaming services that I’ve always wanted to try. Maybe, we could choose something together later?” You ask.

His head whips around from grabbing your pieces of toast, and walks to put them on your place with a giant smile. “Oh, uh, yeah sure! Sounds fun!” He bellows. “I plan to train out in the backyard for a bit today. So, once I’m done I’ll let you know. We can make popcorn and everything.”

—-

An hour passed since you and Spinner had eaten breakfast together. He’s currently coming back down the stairs from changing out of his pajamas. You watch him walk to the back door in a gray short sleeve, black running shorts, and an old pair of Shigaraki’s red sneakers. It warmed your heart to see him so comfortable. The League finally had some luck in finding a nice, secluded hideout even though money was still tight. You couldn’t wait to relax with your friend later on the couch to explore a world neither had ever experienced. Shigaraki’s Netflix account.

You grab the remote to log in to the profile named, “Tomura.” Pressing the down button repeatedly, you scroll down through the numerous genre pages with tons of movies and TV shows lined up for you and your friends to indulge in. It excites you to have new things to enjoy. It could possibly take the edge off of everyone living in the house. You save your most favorite movie choices in a List; they’re all titles you had seen on billboards and posters in the city as you travelled as fugitives.

Done with sitting with the excitement alone, you get up from the living room couch to walk across the house to the backyard. The sun was fully out and warming your cheeks as you approached the large arched window facing the green lawn. You had planned to leave the house to meet Shuichi out in the grass, but what you saw was enough to stop you in your tracks.

Spinner duel wields swords, one in each hand. You've always admired his assertion and confidence while fighting, even though you didn’t get too much of it off of the battlefield. You hoped he hadn’t caught you approaching the window as you continue to watch him swing and jab at the air. Your eyes were attached to his concentrated expression and the clanking sounds of his sword coming together as he crosses his arms. He looks so dangerous from afar. This made you laugh internally as it was starkly different than the way he actually made you feel. You flashback to earlier that morning when Shuichi had subdued you in a matter of seconds. It sent a shiver down your spine then, and now, as you eye your friend across the yard. This reflection makes you want to treat him in some other way. Though, you didn’t know how.

You get pulled out of your thoughts as your eyes spot a gleam of light swaying back and forth. You focus back on your friend again, and realize he is waving a sword at you with a smirk on his face. You blush hard and decide to wave back. It’s too late to try to hide.

“How long have you been standing there, huh?“ His voice becomes less and less muffled as he jogs through the yard to the glass between you two. 

“I-I just wanted to tell you about the movies I found,” you say loudly while putting your hand to your heated cheek. His smug reaction surprised you. He probably still had some courageous energy from just coming off of his workout. You start to laugh nervously as he pushes open the door with one hand — both blade handles being held in his other. “You looked like you were in your element,” you smiled widely and a blush still grazes your nose.

“Aw, oh, haha thanks! Even though we’re safe right now in the place,” he pauses to look up at the high ceiling and back out at the clean lawn, “I need to keep up with training. And maybe you should too, huh, bud? I was able to pin you so easily earlier, haha! You usually don’t give in so quickly.” I just want you to be safe in case someone actually dares to mess with you for real… Even though I wouldn’t want to leave her side, anyway. What am I thinking? Stop it, Shuichi, dammit. He clears his throat, “I’m gonna go shower and change. Once I come back down, I'm all yours!” He steps out of his shoes to carry them to the mudroom, along with both of his swords. You leave your place by the window to go to the kitchen to microwave popcorn and grab a soda for the two of you while Spinner runs up the stairs to get ready.

—-

“Let’s go! I’m so ready, Y/N!” You look up from your phone to hear your friend bounding down the stairs. He’s back in the living room wearing his usual comfort outfit. A gray sweatshirt and jeans… and of course, a Stain mask across his eyes. He hops over the couch back to get comfortable next to you. You already have your favorite fluffy blanket laying on your lap; your toes peeking through at the end of it as your legs are propped up on the coffee table. Spinner laughs and blushes when he sees you kicking your feet in excitement as you smile up at him.

“Ok, so I chose Avengers, I hope that’s alright? We’ve never seen it before, so I figured—,” you gauge his reaction before handing him the remote to let him explore the way you did.

He takes the remote and presses play. “Hell yeah, an action movie, huh. This one’s about those fictional hero guys, right? I’m excited to see what the villains are like.” He tilts his head to the side.

As you settled deeper into the couch, you felt a tug at the blanket on your lap. Spinner was pulling it slowly into his own, moving in a bit closer next to your side as he did so. The surprising act gave you a lump in your throat, you grabbed some popcorn from the bowl to push the feeling away.

As you watch the movie with Spinner, you couldn’t help but catch glances at him next to you. His eyes were held at attention on the screen, so you took the chance to watch his happiness like earlier. His muscular arm next to you brushed against yours a couple times when he tensed at a suspenseful scene; the sudden movements caused you to wait in anticipation to see if he would finally make a move. He bounced the leg touching your own as he waited for new characters to make their entrances. All of these movements, including the grunts that fell from his lips during training, had stirred up your insides for far too long. You really need some relief.

Deciding to take a chance with your feelings, you lift your hand from your side and place it on top of his shaking thigh. Spinner immediately stops bouncing his leg. The stimulation of it rubbing against your own was gone; only the slight numbness of your exposed leg remained. You move forward with your choice as he didn’t complain from your touch. You start to rub small circles into his jeans with your thumb, testing the waters even more now. 

Shuichi slowly looks down at the blanket covering his thigh to imagine the placement of your own hand on him. Touching him. His breath hitches in his throat as you begin the drag your hand upwards towards his inner thigh, and then back down. Closing his eyes, he puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you in tighter. He hopes you were doing this on purpose— your hand teasing him to the greatest degree… hoping to get close enough to press your palm into the space between his legs. Oh, shit. 

While trying to regulate your breathing, you squeezed the inside of Spinner's thigh lightly. Even this touch gets him to throw his head back and gasp. You finally get brave enough to look up, and you see him squirming from your touch. You lock eyes for a second before he turns away, blushing.

“Oh, god, uh Y/N, I’m so sorry! You probably didn’t mean for it to feel like that… I mean, for it to mean that, huh?” He apologizes repeatedly and removes his arm from your shoulder to cover his face with both his palms. Still, your hand is holding onto his thigh, now a calming gesture.

“Spinner, no no, I should be apologizing, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I did mean it that way, but I’ll stop,” you admit as you pull your hand away. “Are you still fine to watch the movie—“

Removing his hands from his pink face, he locks eyes with you again. “We can leave the movie on,” Shuichi breathes in deeply before reaching across your shoulders again and stopping to put his scaled hand on the back of your neck. “I wanted it to mean it in that way, Y/N. So, don’t— don’t stop! Ok?” He let his toothy smile return to his face this time. You shyly smile back and lean into him with your hand on his cheek. Both of your faces meet when the tip of his snout taps your nose for confirmation.

“Please, just kiss me already,” you whisper.

Without a second passing, the hand on your neck is pulling you into him as your lips lock onto his. Spinner opens his eyes mid-kiss, daring himself to accept that you're doing this with him. The hand on his cheek moves quickly towards his chest. Pushing Spinner backward to the sofa pillows, you lift your legs to straddle his lap. The blanket is already forgotten on the ground as your lips continue to move together. Damn, he was so good at this, but you still could feel the tightness in his chest. It was time to take the lead to treat him to something he deserved.

“Mhm,” he groans in response to your quick actions. Your arms are thrown around his neck now as you sit in his lap. It felt as if you were floating, yet you try your hardest to stay in the moment with him. You could already feel the heat transferring back and forth from your attached bodies. His thighs supporting your ass, the nape of his neck giving post to the wandering hands in his hair. Spinner allows himself to slouch a bit into the cushion, hoping to bring your center into his bulge. You took this as permission to pull away from his lips and wiggle your hips to ease the tension.

“You look so good, Shuichi,” you set your hands on his shoulders, kneading into them. This earns a deep groan from his throat. He was probably sore from working his body earlier. You continue to knead and press into him as you move your lips to his neck. “Let me please you. I want to show,” you kiss him once, “just how appreciative I am of you.” You open your mouth to kiss his neck again, and again until his hands have found your hips to pull you down onto his hard-on. You nip his neck at the sudden pressure on your core. “You deserve this, Shuichi. Will you be good for me?” You say before sucking his neck as you grind into him. “Indulge me?” All the while he’s whimpering and nodding to the rhythm of your words and moves. You leave his lap and settle yourself to a kneeling position on the floor. The sweetheart pulls a pillow from behind him and hands it to you.

“Use this if you’re gonna do that, sweetie,” he breathes out. You innocently look up at him, even though the new pet name makes your knees weak. You want to jump his bones already.

You get comfortable on the pillow and help spread his knees apart so that you can get closer. With your hands on his knees, you push your palms up towards his bulge, finally. You lift the bottom of his sweatshirt to get to his pant’s button and fly. Taking your time, you look into his eyes as you pull the zipper down. You could already see the top of his boxer briefs — which does little to hide how excited he was for this. Spinner helps you pull his jeans and briefs off the rest of the way, eagerly throwing them to the side as you’re left kneeling in front of him to ogle. He then sits back to wait for your next move. 

“I like being on the same page as my partner.” You say before lifting your shift over your head and throwing it to his clothing pile. It was a day off for Spinner and you both, so wearing anything restricting underneath your shirt wasn’t an option. You watch his eyes fall to your chest. A sight he’s always dreamt of, but hasn’t gotten to experience until now. You could tell he wasn’t disappointed at looking at your body in front of him due to his cocks twitching and already beading precum. The view motivates you to lean into him to grab one in each hand. Both of your fists side by side, you bite your lip as you begin pumping each one slowly. 

“You're not, ohh damn, scared, huh?” He moans out.

“Of you?” You continue to pump him idly as you speak. “Almost never. You make us all feel so safe. But..,.” you pause to give each dick small licks to their leaking tips. “You looked so dangerous out there using your blades earlier. I couldn’t help myself to tame you,” you tease.

“Oh!” He groans in pleasure as he tosses his head to rest on the cushion behind him. “Use your mouth some more… please.”

“Of course, handsome.” Obliging his request, you slowly dip your head onto one of his cocks, using your tongue to wet every inch that you could. The taste of his precum hit your pallet and is surprisingly sweet. The feeling of having your friend’s length invade your mouth is euphoric; it felt as if it wasn’t meant to happen but you both want it so bad. You knew the both of you would get an earful if ever your other comrades found out. Pushing away from the thought, you clench your eyelids to prepare to take Spinner in deeper.

You stop the movement of your left hand and focus on the muscles of your throat. Willing Shuichi to stay still as you work, you place a hand on his abs to press him into the cushion. You had never been able to feel the firmness of his body like this before. You bob your head easily on his cock, controlling your tongue as much as possible when coming up to his tip after each round. Feeling a hand on the crown of your head, you look up from under your lashes to watch Spinner’s face twist. His teeth clenched together tightly.

Pulling off of him with a soft popping noise, you shyly ask, “Shuichi, could you take your sweatshirt off for me?”

Spinner’s eyes widen at the request. He almost prefers to keep it on; to hide the rest of his body from your dark eyes. However, the look and attention you give him makes him feel wanted. “Yeah-ah, here,” he slowly pulls away the gray sweatshirt you had watched him tug on all throughout the movie. Which was long forgotten, by the way. Now, the only things left covering his skin are bandages running up his forearms and that mask.

“I love how hot your body is, Shuichi,” you move your hands to his abdomen, rubbing up and down his abs and then up towards his chest. The texture of his scales on your fingertips gave you goosebumps. Each groove teasing your center with possible pleasure. “I hope that after this… Maybe I’ll be able to see your body more often,” you move your hand back downwards to brush your thumb over his tip teasingly. His body flinches at the sudden alleviation. You smile up at him before getting up off your knees. Spinner takes your hand to help balance you, oblivious to your next maneuver.

Getting up off of the floor, you realize how the sexual tension from the past hour has affected your body. Slick slowly drips down the inside of your leg while your sleep shorts do almost nothing to stop it. While holding Spinner’s hand, you take his other so that they’re resting on your hips. “Take them off?”

Spinner gulps before slipping his two fingers with both hands into the hem of your shorts and underwear to pull them down carefully. His throat tightens as he catches his first glimpse at your panties, then after exposing the rest of you his mouth drops open slightly. Your garments are completely off now, pooled around your feet. 

You kick them away as you giggle at his unmoving expression. You pull him out of his blushing state as you push us shoulders back into the couch and straddle one of his large, scaled thighs. Your wet heat now rests directly on his skin. Spinner locks eyes with you in awe of your new position. Smiling, you reach down to grab one of his pulsating cocks which have been lacking attention throughout your undressing. You give one tug before starting to grind down into his thigh. 

“Oh, shit.” Your empty hand is gripping the back of Spinner’s neck to help balance you as you ride away. You pump him even quicker now to the rhythm of your hips thrusts. “Oohhh, dammit, Y/N, you look so hot, can I?” He holds a hand out to your chest, asking for permission. Biting your lip in pleasure, you nod greedily at his offer. While one of his hands grips your waist, the other makes haste to massage a bouncing breast. He ogles at the way your flesh feels in his hand. Spinner pinches and rolls your nipple over and over, taking note of the sweet noises falling from your lips. Removing his hand from your waist, he takes the other into his hand and moves his lips towards your chest. His tongue comes out, long and thick, to lick and press into your nipple. His groans of pleasure excite the numerous nerve endings he gives attention to. 

“Nnnph, Spinner! Shit, that f-feels so good, I might—,” the slick on your inner thigh now covering his own, your hips are able to move quickly across every groove on his muscular thigh. Both of you pant heavily and whine at the pleasures being exchanged. “But, I can’t, not y-yet, this is about you!” You attempt to lift off his thigh before his strong hands pull you right back down.

“No w-way are you stopping yourself from cumming on my account, Y/N. I-I want to see you c-cum for me.” Spinner words bring over the edge as he bounces the leg you're sitting upon. His words of encouragement bring your orgasm to a stronger level than anticipated. Yet, you reach to jerk off both of his dicks in tandem, your fingers barely able to wrap around the added circumference. 

“Yes, yes, yes, oh god thank you, Shuichi,” you moan out, falling from your high. You slow your grinding pace before pulling him into a heated kiss. You give all your energy to show him thanks by transferring into a passion. 

Suddenly, you feel yourself being lifted off of the couch onto your feet. Your legs are shaking voluntarily, so you put a hand on Spinner’s shoulder as he gets up from his spot on the couch. You’re facing each other in front of the sofa, both of you using your own hands to caress and explore each other’s bodies. “I can’t wait any longer, Y/N… I know you want to please me,” He comes in close to your ear to whisper, “but I really just want to fuck you into this couch myself, ok?”

You had originally planned to ride him into oblivion, but this option seems too good to pass up. “Ok,” you agree, biting your lip hard. His new tone makes you want to squeal. Spinner takes your forearm to lead you into position on the couch. You lay down across the sofa with your legs spread apart, unashamed to show off your wet folds that are reddened from rubbing against the ridges of his body. You watch as Shuichi kneels between your spread thighs, his chest heaving as his eyes dart to every part of your body. You bring your hands up again to trace the divots in his arms and abdomen, silently worshiping the body above you. He blushes at the attention and leans down to kiss you in earnest. You can feel both of his lubricious, hardened cocks prodding at your inner open thighs.

Spinner grabs your legs and presses them deeper into your chest and slowly guides one of his cocks to rub against your folds. “You’re a tease, Shuichi.” 

“Not as much as you, beautiful.” He slowly enters you, your body letting go of all of its restrictions. You mewl at the sight and feeling of your body being pushed to its limits. You had not prepared at all for Shuichi’s girth. His other weeping cock is left to hump the outside of your vulva as he begins to fuck you into the cushion as promised. “Oh shit, so tight,” he grunts. 

You do your best to focus on your breathing as you're slacked jawed by the pleasure surging through your chest. Breathes exchanged between the both of you are hot and humid, intoxicating. Spinner continues to pump in and out of you at an unforgiving pace, eager to reach his own climax. You lift one of your legs up and he smiles as he takes your suggestion to heart. Your leg gets thrown over Spinner’s shoulder, allowing for him to plow deeper into your fluttering pussy. The only things you both could hear was skin slapping, grunts, whines, and the TV relaying the movie you left to play. The sight of Spinner punishing you for teasing him all this time makes you fall into his submission. 

You can’t stand the knot building up in your stomach, so you hurry your hand to your clit to rub tight circles into it to get closer to some sort of release. Spinner watches as your fingers rub into your button and his mouth falls open again. His eyes are wide and straining to keep on your every move as he pants out, “Uhh, fuck, I love watching you please yourself, gorgeous. Are you getting close again?”

You were teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Spinner’s other cock dripping excitedly as it swells into your lifted leg. “Oh yes, don’t stop, Shuichi.”

“Cum for me, Y/N, cum on my cock.” Once these commanding words left his mouth in this moment, your pupils dilated in lust. Heart beating out of your chest, moving your fingers faster to obey his instruction. The knot in your abdomen unties, and you let your juices flow over his cock in conquest.

This time there’s no riding out your orgasm as Spinner continues to rail into your cunt, chasing after his own sweet release. You stare up at his shaking figure, surprised at him for becoming so domineering in order to please you. You grab your breasts to massage and tease your nipples to give him a different measure to get off on. Finally, his thrusts start to falter before he drops your leg from his shoulder to pull out of you. You whimper at the loss of fullness. “I-I’m gonna come, fuck, where do you want it?” His sounds change from whining pants to primal grunts as he pumps himself to you feeling your chest. 

“Right here, Shuichi, you can cum on my chest,” you give in a sultry voice. You watch his needy expression turn into excitement as he aims to unload on you. You listen to the clicking caused by the mixture of your juices and his precum as he enthusiastically jerks both of his cocks in one large hand. You smile up at him in encouragement as you continue to please your breasts.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” he howls out with his eyes closed, head tossed back once again. Ropes of his cum shoot onto your chest and neck as Spinner moans unabashedly. All the while, you're watching him with a smile, blushing about the mess you made of him. Spinner cools down from his high quickly before he leans down to give you a quick kiss. He climbs out from between your legs to rush to the kitchen for something. You hear drawers being pulled open and slammed shut; his heavy steps against the wood as he frantically searches. Lastly, you hear the sink being turned on to its maximum, and then shut off again.

Stepping sounds come quickly closer towards you and you look up at Shuichi standing above your laying body. Catching his breath, he holds a few damp paper towels at his side, “I couldn’t find any of those nice washcloths in there.” You grin sheepishly as he collects his load from your chest and neck, extremely careful not to get it in your hair. Spinner sets the crumpled ball of paper on the coffee table, and then gives you a hand to help you sit up. 

You both look at the television together, not having realized there's only a half hour or so left of the movie to watch. You laugh together as you see each other get pulled in by the movie again. Spinner grabs the remote to pause it. “Here, uh,” he walks to get your clothes from the ground to hand them to you, “get comfy and then, maybe... we can watch where we left off earlier?” He pulls on his sweatshirt and boxers as you do the same with your outfit.

“Yeah, I'd like that,” you grab the blanket from the floor and motion for him to come sit with you again. Spinner plays the movie once you're both covered by the blanket, more comfortable to hold each other close after what you’d experienced. You let out a sigh in bliss at how your afternoon has turned out.

[honeytama]

Don’t Just Watch

Spinner (Shuichi Iguchi) X Fem!Reader

A/N: This is my first time writing fanfic, let alone smut. I’d appreciate any comments. Also, I wanted to thank @thotsforvillainrights​ for giving me helpful feedback on how to write this one!

Summary: You’re a camgirl and your best friend Shuichi is your trusty assistant. Viewers ask for a longer video from yourself performing a full-on sex scene, and Spinner ends up being your partner.

Warnings: Smut (18+), cussing, cumshot, double penetration, camgirl, filmed sex

Word count: 3.2k

Your side job started off as taking lewd photos for villain fetishists online for a quaint fee. After a few months of working alone, you now had your good friend Spinner help film and edit almost every one of your recent solo masturbation and role play videos for a premium porn site. The first anniversary of your channel is coming up soon.

Since becoming close to Spinner, it wasn't difficult to ask him to be your business partner as he’s such a kind-hearted guy. As the year you spent together went on, you became more and more capable of separating business and pleasure, so he eventually obliged in participating in some sexual scenes to entertain your growing audience.

In private, you love to touch yourself at how Spinner’s blushing face came out from behind the camera the first time you asked him to use his strong tongue to massage your clit as you pump yourself with a glass dildo. Or, you’d think about the few times he was charitable enough to reach out with his right hand to finger your pussy while shakily holding the camera in his other. The feelings you hold for him are mostly professional, but seeing his commitment to you after all this time only makes you yearn to have him in other ways.

—-

While talking over new video ideas with your partner at the empty bar, he mentions that newer followers have been leaving comments demanding for full-on sex content. With your channel open on his computer, he turns it slightly so that you can see the top comments on your most recent upload.

“Y/N’s videos always get me to come in five minutes or less, I'd love to see her do it to another hot piece of ass…?” Spinner recites. He shifts his eyes towards you to gauge your emotions before swallowing and turning back to the screen to read the next one. “Don’t get me wrong, I love watching her play with that- that uh... little pussy of hers... but watching her get railed by an actual c-cock would get me to stay,” Spinner reads. He looks up at the ceiling from the laptop on the counter in front of you, slightly blushing.

Finally, Spinner turns to look at your face and assures, “Your numbers and tips are coming in just as great as before, but that last comment had 53 likes Y/N, so maybe—.”

While Spinner was walking you through the comments, your mind flipped through the potential sexual partners you could bring into your secret world. It felt nerve-wracking to think about choosing exactly who you wanted to be in front of the camera. However, going through the list in your brain, there truly was only one option. It had to be him. You knew that the sexual experience would be something you want to go back to over and over — plus the fans would die to see the rest of the body connected to the hot tongue and thick digits they did see so often. However, once you thought about approaching your masked friend to ask for such a favor, your heart nearly beat out of your chest.

You shook your head after realizing you’d been staring at the bottles of liquor on the wall, and turned to face your friend. “I want to do it.” 

“Really?” he said, raising his eyebrows and widening his eyes. He took a moment to close the laptop and turn his body to you as much as he could in the bar stool. “Y/N, you know I’d do anything for you...your channel, I mean.” Spinner closes his eyes before continuing, “So, if you really want to, then I'd like to volunteer.” I’ve wanted to go further with you since the day you first spoke my name, he thinks. Please say yes. Please.

“Shuichi… yes, I’d appreciate that so much,” you smiled. “Maybe we can call it ‘Villians’ First Time’, or something like that,” you laughed. You were so glad that he chose to speak up before you did. “I think it’ll work out well, we could easily set up a tripod.”

“I like that idea,” he replied smiling while rubbing the back of his head.

—-

On the day of filming, you prepare your room as usual by setting out your play outfit. Arriving at your closet, you choose to pull out a black lace bra with matching underwear and a short, white, silk cover-up that ties at the waist. Moving back to your queen-sized bed, you open the bedside drawer to take out the Stain mask you’d been keeping since joining the League. The video is about two villains sharing their first time together, so the mask could help set the scene. Maybe he would enjoy seeing me in this again, too, you thought. You choose to tie it loose around your neck as you look around the room at the lights and camera tripod you set up the night before. Hearing a knock at your bedroom door, you breathe in and out deeply before walking to open it.

“Hey Y/N,” he greets with a smile. He walks to lean on the wall by your bed like normal, “Do you want to talk about anything before starting?���

“Yeah, actually,” you say, following him from the door to sit on the edge of the bed. The hem of your cover-up pulls slightly up your plush thighs, and you catch your partner pretending he didn’t just watch it happen. “I had an idea of how we could start because the rest should come naturally right? I mean, we are both villains… and this is kind of our first time together,” you say.

“Yeah, yeah it should be fine”, he nods quickly. “I’ll be fine with whatever you do to me, uh, whatever you want, you’re the director.” He watches you with wide eyes as you stand from the bed to saunter over to stand in front of his leaning body. You smile at him while reaching to lay your hand on the center or his chest and rub soothing circles to calm his nerves.

You continue to rub up his chest towards his neck and also choose to take one of his hands into your own, “Just know I’m very excited to do this with you, okay? There’s no need to be nervous while I’m here, I promise.” I have to be brave for him, you think. Deciding to make the first move to break the ice, you lean slowly into him and kiss his lips in earnest. Spinner hums into the kiss and pulls you in by the hips. You can already feel the growing bulge in his pants and this was something you normally got to see while working together. Seeing his pants tighten as you’d put on a show in front of the camera was a pleasure, but feeling him rub against your hip sends jolts of extreme heat towards your core. Pulling away before going too far, you notice him clenching your hand tightly.

“Is this just business, Y/N? Tell me, do you actually find me attractive? I need this to be more than it looks,” Spinner admits.

He feels the same way, you yell in your head. You grab his chin and whisper, “Just like the fans, I want to know everything about you, too. Please, show me everything. I want you, Spinner— I-I’ve always wanted you.”

He watches intently as you start to grind your hip into his pants. “F-fuck… I’ll turn the camera on, we should start,” he stutters and slips from between you and the wall to quickly press record.

He hears you giggle as you rush to sit on the edge of the bed again. You pat the space next to you in front of the camera to invite him to sit. Shuichi’s muscular frame dips the cushion next to you as he sits on your right. It’s your moment to do what you’ve always wanted to.

“Let’s go slow, Y/N,” he says putting his hand in the small of your back, “we have time.” You gasp as he decides to take the chance to lean in and kiss you again. So much deeper this time. Your hand goes straight back to its place on his chest, while his free hand travels to lay on your thigh. He squeezes and massages your thigh as if to test if it was alright to move it upwards.

You nod into the kiss and test the waters yourself by pausing to drag your lips down his jaw towards the side of his neck. Shuichi breathes heavily as you start to kiss and suck his tough skin. You mewl in his ear as you feel his hand slide between your thighs, hand underneath your cover-up. His nails lightly brush against your skin. 

“Lay on your back,” you softly instruct him. He nods and crawls to the head of the bed to lay down as told. Lizard's eyes stay stuck on your flowing body as you move to stand at the foot of the bed. You’re not too nervous yet, as he’s already seen you completely nude and in more humiliating positions before. However, this felt so different. Slowly pulling the silk tie at your waist, you allow the cover-up to fall off your shoulders. It’s so difficult to look Spinner in the eyes right now. 

“Holy shit,” Spinner gasps. Pulling himself up onto his elbows, he says, “Y/N you look, you look really beautiful.”

You try to cover your chest again, not realizing you're being filmed for the world to see your bodies. It's just that, him laying there in front of you feels like the moment isn’t meant for anyone else to see.

You place your hands on the mattress and begin to crawl up your friend’s body, stopping to straddle his waist. Your back stood tall so that the camera and your partner could see your breasts clearly. Shuichi could not take his eyes off your chest, he could probably hear how fast your heart was beating. You took his hands and placed them on your waist.

“Please touch me, Spinner,” you plead. Your core was hovering above him, and you couldn’t wait to sit down on his hard lap. He took your permission immediately and ran his scaled hands up your stomach and waist to reach for your breasts. Both of them being massaged curiously, you couldn’t help but let out a relieved moan. 

“Could I-,” he whispers. “Could I take it off, Y/N?” starting again a little louder, also realizing he was on camera. His face felt unnaturally hot as you looked down at him with dark eyes. You bite your lip hard and nod. Shuichi’s arms wrap around your bust to reach for the clasps in the back. You felt yourself instinctually lean forward at his touch, chest lightly touching the front of his face. Once he got the lace garment off, he tossed it to the side and laid back. “You’re wearing Stain’s mask around your neck like that, is it for me?” he questions shyly.

“Yeah,” you giggle, “Everything that I do- do tonight is for you. And only you.” Finally, you sit on his hard bulge while still straddling and start to roll your hips. 

“Mmmph,” Spinner moans. Quickly, each one of his hands grabs a side of your hips to guide you even further up and down his lap. He loves your sweet words making him feel like the only man in the world. “Please, give me more, Y/N.”

“I love your skin. I love your handsome face. Your combative talent. Your laugh. Your hands. Everything. I’ll give you all of me soon, don’t worry,” you breathe out. “If it’s ok, I’m going to take your shirt off now,” you state. Luckily, Spinner decided not to wear the plenty of leather belts around his torso today, so it was much easier to lift up his white top and red bandana. Once you saw his face again, your heart warmed at seeing his big toothy smile.

You want the night to be about him. He gives you his all while you touch yourself and talk to a camera in front of him all the time. It’s his turn to whine for the lense. You slowly sink down his torso and throw one leg over the side of his waist so you can kneel in front of the aching tent in his trousers. Without talking, you start to grab at his button and zipper planning to pull them off and go to town. Your wrist is grabbed softly before you can even start.

“Wait, Y/N, I didn’t realize. You don’t know… what I look like. I’m kind of different,” his rough voice stuttering again.

“Spinner… Shuichi, like I said before,” you massage the large mound of hard flesh waiting for you, “I’m so excited to see all of you. I’ll make you feel so good. Would you be comfortable if I go down on you?” He nods slowly and decides to let go of your wrist. Before starting again, you lean into him and give a quick kiss to his lips. You bring both of your hands back to his zipper and pull downwards. Spinner takes control of pulling his pants and underwear down his legs and kicks them off the bed. You were kind of surprised at how fast he did it. Looking at his body in front of you made your cunt clench. It takes you having to rub your thighs together to give yourself some relief. “Wow,” you gasp, “I must be the luckiest girl in the world.” Fuck, he has two cocks, you squeal inside.

“Yeah? But I’ve seen you fill your holes with much more strange things, Y/N,” he says bravely, running his hand through your hair.

You blush hard before lightly smacking your friend’s thigh as his remark. “I bet you I could take them both, babe. First try,” you teased.

Holy shit, he thinks. I’m sure she could… Did she just call me babe? Fuck. “Then go ahead, I’m ready for you now,” he says blushing back.

You giggle again at his attempt to be strong about this. You decide to kneel in between his spread legs and grab one cock into each hand. You lean down and look at him through your lashes as you give one of his pink, throbbing cock’s tip kitten licks. The other hand pumps his second member at a medium pace.

“Yes, please keep going,” Shuichi pleads.

Going faster with your pumping hand, you then focus on your mouth’s actions. You lift off to spit on his weeping cock and then sink back down his member to take more of him in. You continue to please him, bobbing your head up and down as he gripped the sheets on his sides. He squirmed as your pumping hand moved to his tip to rub tight circles into him.

“Shiii,” he’s panting hard now, clenching his fists and eyes to try contain his moans. “I want to be inside of you, Y/N.”

You let go and pop off of his dicks to scramble up his torso again. He grabs your face to kiss you deeply and can taste himself on your tongue. Suddenly, he flips both of you over, now supporting himself above you. “The masks stay on, right?,” you giggle. 

“Right,” he responds, “I want to take these off now though, is that okay?” You notice him pulling the thin fabric off of your hip, so you help him slide them down your legs before he can say anything. Spinner takes the lead by spreading your legs open wide so that he could kneel between them. Lining one of his cocks up to your entrance, he takes the other in a hand. “I know you can take both at the same time Y/N, but since you’re not warmed up…,” he pauses, pressing his cock slowly into your cunt.

You breathe in quickly as his size surprises you. “Fuuu, Spinner…,” you mewl.

He lets go of the cock outside of you to hump your inner thigh with it as he rocks his hips even more into your pussy. “Damn it, you feel so good.” He continues his motions while you moan his name. You can’t help but reach out to wrap your arms around his neck to bring him in closer. “God...You have no clue how long I’ve been waiting to do this with you,” he grunts into your ear. If the audio could pick it up, your audience would surely believe he was the best actor in the world, but all that was said today is true.

You’ve longed to hear those words. “Yes, yes, yes please keep going, fuck me, Shuichi!” you moaned out. Pulling away for a second to look into his eyes, you knew you had to ask, “C-could you put both in now?” He quickly turned your wish into reality by grasping his loose cock and slowing his pace to push the other one inside. “Ahh, oh yeah,” you both moan. “This is the most full I-I’ve ever felt,” you wince. “It feels so good!” Both of your faces contorted into different pleasured expressions as you reach your limit after some time.

“Fuck, you feel so tight, Y/N, do you want to cum?” You nod quickly at his question. Spinner spread your legs further to pump himself more deep and quick into your sopping cunt. 

“Fuck, uh, you’re gonna make me cum, Spinner, please!” you yell. You felt yourself tighten completely for an instant before your whole entire body let itself go in ecstasy. You felt as if your body was on fire as your partner continued his passionate handling of you. You could hear him groan more unevenly than before, knowing his end was coming up as well.

“Y/N, could I cum on your face?” He pleaded. You nod and shift up the bed as he climbed to straddle your hips. You watched, panting from your high, as he pumps both of his cocks together quickly while hunching over. His eyes were closed, so you decided to roll out your tongue to catch anything you could. “Ok, shit, I’m gonna-,” he groans. He opens his eyes to see you beneath him staring intently with your tongue out. He gives one more pull before coming into your mouth and onto the rest of your face.

You both spend a minute riding out the heaviness you felt in your stomachs. Then, Spinner jumps up off the bed to turn off the camera and rush to your bathroom for a damp washcloth. Returning, he hands it to you like after your usual filming hours together. 

“Can you do it tonight?” You ask, hopeful.

“Uh, yeah, sure,” he responds softly. He takes his time to wipe your face and then moves to your thighs to clean up.

You want to show him how to do it properly, but it was sweeter to watch him fumble around with your limbs. You liked him just as he was.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! I had no clue how to end it lol.