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Kinktober Day 8: Oviposition

Day 8: Oviposition- Hawks x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Use of ‘Mommmy’, Cervix fucking, Stomache bulge, slight somo

The mess of pillows and blankets were a feeble attempt to make you feel more comfortable. Knowing what is about to happen weighs heavily on your mind, keeping you from fully enjoying the soft kisses being peppered along your sweat-soaked body.

“Are you ready? Gonna hold all my eggs, and take care of our little ones and be a good mommy?” He asks, red wings flat against his back, eyes begging for you to say yes.

Despite the fear of how bad this may hurt, or how uncomfortable you will be while carrying them, you can’t say no to him. Not when you can see how much pain he is in from carrying the eggs. For weeks, he has been unable to fulfil his job as a prohero because of how much pain he is in.

When you finally told him that you would take all his eggs, he was beyond thrilled. Not only would the blinding pressure be relieved, and he could go back to work, but you would be a real mommy. He would be able to make you a mommy with his children.

His ovipositor leaks, eggs working their way down to the shaft. Watching the relief that spreads over his body from that alone solidifies your answer.

“Of course I’m ready. Just be gentle baby boy.” You swallow the lump in your throat, feeling the slick tip prodding at your entrance.

The ovipositor works slowly into you, lubricating your already fluttering walls as the calming agent seeps into your core.

Your nails dig into his shoulders as a strange sensation washes over you. As the calming agent is soaked into your cunt, your cervix begins to open, as if you were giving birth in reverse.

“Oh fuck. Mommy… You're opening so well for me. I think… Ah…” His hips stutter and twitch as the first egg travels down the shaft, squeezing it’s way into your womb.

Your hand presses down on the slight growth, feeling so full already. Anxiety washes over you as you feel him start rutting into you again. The feeling of one egg was bordering too much, and you were unsure of how many he was planning on fucking into you.

“Keigo… How many eggs?” You question softly, voice cracking as the second egg pressed firmly against your g-spot as it works its way deeper.

“Three… four… could be six or seven though.” He grunts out, mind in pure bliss as each second takes away his weeks of pain.

After egg number five, you were a sobbing mess. You felt as if you were going to explode, and you could not stop cumming. Terrifyingly enough, he wasn’t done. He kept fucking into you, feeling more eggs work down the shaft. You couldn’t stop shaking, the calming agent he was releasing was not helping like it had before.

“Halfway done… I can feel it.” He grunts against your neck, letting his wings spread and flutter as egg number six wedges itself in with the others.

“You said seven… not ten.” Your mind races. Ten eggs. You would be huge. You would have to care for ten children. Would you be able to do it?

“Shh. Don’t think mommy. Just relax. Only a few more eggs.” He coos, a stronger agent being releases from his scent glands, as he nuzzles against the pulse point in your throat.

Your discomfort was pushed aside, knowing that everything would be ok. You would be round. Full of eggs. But Keigo would take care of you. He would have to do everything for you. As the seventh egg further extends your belly, you take a breath and look down. Your abdomen swollen and appearing as if you were already at the end of your second trimester of a normal pregnancy.

Slowly, as eggs eighth and nine force their way in, you lose consciousness, the calming agent putting you to sleep as the worst of the discomfort was approaching.

He ruts himself faster, finally releasing the final egg and collapsing next to you. His hand traces over the huge bulge, knowing how sore you will be when the calming agent wears off, but he can’t be bothered to think about that when his mommy is so swollen with his eggs.

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Kinktober Day 21: Virginity

Day 21: Virginity Kink- Fatgum x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Size Kink, Corruption,

“Are you sure you want me… like this? I could work some of this body fat down so I don’t ruin you on your first time.” Your mentor looks down at you. Only a few days ago, you were hired to be Fatgum’s sidekick, and right away you two were close.

He asked about any boyfriend’s or potential love interests, and you confessed that because you wanted so badly to be a hero, you never dated, or had time for intimacy. Being the kind and charitable mentor that he was, he just knew he had to show you the ropes, and make sure your first time was with someone good, and who wouldn’t use you for your virginity. Or, at least, that is what he told himself as he pulled you into his lap.

His sheer body mass made it impossible for your legs to wrap around him, but this was exactly how you wanted him to be. The form of himself that he was the most comfortable as. “Just like this, Taishiro. You look perfect just like this.” You assure him. You didn’t know yet, that his warnings of ruining you would be correct. You were naive and no longer willing to wait for your first time. You wanted him, and you wanted him now.

Your small hands made their way up the massive expanse of his chest, pulling the zipper of his jacket down to expose the plush chest that you wanted to bury yourself in.

“Alright, now slow down my little sugar rush. You are gonna get hurt if you aren’t careful, and I may not be able to hold myself back from tearing this pussy apart to mold to me.” He grins down at you, letting his hood fall off his head so scraggly strands of blond hair fall into his face.

“Maybe that’s what I want.” You challenge, digging yourself into a deeper hole of eventual regret and pain. Without warning, the huge man below you is now hovering over you, your back hitting the soft pillows scattered around the bed.

“Using words like that could get you into big trouble. You’re lucky it's just me, or someone else could abuse that and use it against you. But not me. I’ll be kind and gentle.” He coos softly against the shell of your ear.

His hands, which in the form are more than double the size of your own, make easy work of removing your clothing, wasting no time leaving you fully vulnerable to his gaze.

“This is unfair. I want you now Taishiro.” You huff, spreading your legs as wide as possible trying to make room for him between them.

His only response is to chuckle and close your legs, pushing them up to your chest. “Sorry sugar rush, but you won’t get your legs wide enough. This is the only way. And it will make your virgin hole even tighter, and my cock feel even bigger.” The grin plastered on his face takes on a hint of sadism seeing your eyes wide.

You wrap your arms behind your knees, holding them in place, showing him you will be good for him so he will finally fuck you. His own need to corrupt your innocence overwhelms him, and he can’t hold back any longer. The stretchy pants of his uniform are tugged down and he frees himself. You knew better, but still, you looked down.

In his fat form, he was the length and girth of your forearm. You knew you should have let him burn the fat off so he would be more manageable, but you were dumb. You just had to have him now.

“I sure hope you like me, sugar rush, because after this, you will be so fucking addicted, and ruined, nothing else will make you cum. Your mind and body will become so twisted, you will need the core splitting agony to be able to cum. Do you understand me?” He questions, easing a single large digit into your increasingly slick hole. The burn from that alone was a lont, and you knew he was right.

“I understand. I want this.” It is all you manage to say, all words and reasoning leaving your body as the excitement and desire replace it. Finally. Your hole will be fucked. After all these years, you finally found someone who you were ready to let ruin your innocence, and you were glad it was someone like Fatgum.

A second finger scissors you open wider, drawing a long and whiny moan from your lips. “Your walls are fluttering already. Is that really all it will take to make you cum?” He asks, amusement evident in his voice. You are unsure if he wants you to respond, not like you could anyway, when a third finger crams its way inside you.

Instantly, a spasming starts in your core, and you can’t control the moans falling from your lips. It hurt, but in an addictive way. Your nerves felt like they were on fire and you craved more and less all at once.

With each drag of his fingers across your upper wall, you could feel pressure building, the sensation bordering unbearable. You felt as if you might burst if he didn’t stop, but you couldn’t form the words.

When the pressure hits its peak, you cry out as fluid gushes out of you, coating his hand. Babbling out in what you hope is an apology, you feel him remove his hand.

“No need to apologize, sugar rush. That is what I needed you to do. Fastest way to get your pussy fully lubricated so you can finally take all of me.” He reminds you. The dull ache in your core, and the sensitive nerves tell you that this is going to be interesting.

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Kinktober Day 12: Alpha/Beta/Omega

Day 12: Alpha/Beta/Omega - Bakugo x Reader

WARNINGS: Masturbation, Pillow humping, Breeding, Pussy smacking

Your alpha knew that your heat was starting soon. You had a collection of pillows and blankets hoarded in your room. The night before your heat went into full effect, he went through your room and scented all the things he could before you woke.

While his actions were not made maliciously, it was still torture. His pro-hero work forced him to leave the house for the day, and you were surrounded by the thick, sweet scent of your alpha. You needed him more and more with each passing second.

You had one of his Dynamight shirts that he had scented bunched up under your nose, and one of your pillows between your legs. Sweat covers your fully nude body as you grind down on the soft fabric. A breeze sends chills down your spine from the slightly open window. Nothing feels good enough to make you cum. You are on the verge of going crazy as your slick coats your inner thighs.

At the moment, you don’t care if any alpha nearby can smell your hormones, or hear your mewls and whines. You just needed to be fucked. Every cell in your body is screaming to be bred and you wouldn’t be satisfied until your alpha has his knot locked inside of you.

Your pathetic sounds cover the click of the door being unlocked, and the bunched up shirt disguised the musk of your alpha approaching.

“Dumbass. The window is open. Do you want any random extra seeing you? Trying to get to you? I could smell your hormones a block away.” His calloused hand yanks the shirt from you, gripping your chin to force you to look at him.

You ignored his words, the only thing that mattered was that he was here. Your alpha is back and now the throbbing desire in your core will be handled. You let your body fall back, hooking your arms under your knees and pulling them to your chest.

“Needed to get you home faster. I am all ready for you.” You bat your eyes at him, looking up from between your spread legs.

A low chuckle rumbles in his chest as he swats you puffy lips, the smallest explosions sparking on your overly sensitive skin. Despite the pain, you arch to lift yourself, presenting your hole and offering yourself to him.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, he lets his instincts take control, unbuckles his pants and lets them fall to the ground. His cock head slides between your folds, gathering the slick, not that he really needed to lubricate himself. With the precum leaking from his tip, and the trail of slick from your pussy down your thighs would be more than enough.

He allows himself to be sucked into you, his muscular body leaning down to assist you in holding your legs to your chest. Growls rumble in his chest as he watches your brain turn off, not a single thought in your head.

You were already on cloud nine. Feeling the stretch and the weight of his body was enough to have you clamping down around him.

His sharp teeth graze over the pulse point on your throat, nipping lightly at the mark he left the first time you two were knotted together. The memory of the clumsy yet loving moment paired with the way you were cumming around him pushed him over the edge.

You could feel him swell inside of you, locking you around him as his cum floods into you. Slightly more used to the sensation, you allowed your body to relax as the intensity of your heat fades.

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Kinktober Day 5: Size

Day 5: Size Kink- Kirishima x GN!Reader

WARNINGS: Thigh riding, Use of ‘Daddy’

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Your voice lifts slightly as you notice the intense look your boyfriend was giving you. Before meeting Red Riot, you had never felt small. You would have considered yourself to be average height. But next to the nearly 7 foot tall hero, nearly anyone could feel short.

“Are… Are you wearing shorts?” He asks, his face taking on the same shade as his hair. His eyes were focused on your bare legs, slowly making their way up to wear one of his shirts pools around your thighs.

“I… um… Yeah? I am.” You hoist the shirt up, letting your lower stomach become visible as you prove your point. That intense stare grows stronger.

“You look so tiny in my clothes. So… fragile… helpless…” He stands up, walking over to loom over you. Swallowing hard, you crane your neck to meet his look.

“Helpless? What does that mean?” You question, not quite afraid, since you know your boyfriend would never go out of his way to hurt you.

“Just that, well, I can do this, and you can’t stop me.” Before you can process what is going on, his insanely strong arms scoop you up and toss you over his shoulder.

“Eiji! Stop!” You can’t help but laugh as he smacks your ass, carrying you over to the couch where he had been sitting.

“No. You brought this on yourself by teasing me. Wearing one of my shirts that swallows you, and being so willing to lift it for me. Now I want to watch you lose yourself in pleasure while riding daddy’s thigh.” He says simply, settling back with one of his thighs between your legs.

You squirm slightly as you try to get comfortable on the tree trunk-like thigh pressing up against you. One slight shift has you finding the perfect spot, and a gasp escapes your lips.

Large hands grip at your waist, kneading at the skin through the shirt as he moves your body like a toy. You are truly helpless to him as he moves your body to create delicious friction on your most sensitive areas.

You wrap your arms around his neck, feeling his muscles flex as he holds you firmer against his leg.

Trying to move faster proves to be pointless as he holds the pace steady, easily preventing you from taking control.

“Oh no, my love, we are going to do this nice as slow. A steady build up until you lose yourself for me. We don’t want to rush your pleasure, now do we?” His voice is lifted to a teasing tone. “I mean, it wouldn’t be manly of me to just rush through this so you don’t get to enjoy feeling so good.”

“Eijirou. Please. I want to cum for you. Just want to move a little bit faster.” You dig your fingers into his shoulders, trying with all of you might to break his hold so you can move faster. “Daddy, just let me cum! Can’t cum like this. It’s too slow.” You cave and let your body collapse against his larger frame.

His arms envelop you as he takes pity on your desperate state. Hips finally free to move as you desire, you rut against him faster, chasing the high that you have been hanging on the edge of. Pleasure shoots through you, your shorts becoming soaked with your cum.

A few more weak movements and you can feel yourself spreading your slick against him, the wet fabric against his bare thigh allowing you to overstimulate yourself.

“That’s it. Don’t stop. Cum for me again. I want to feel your cum puddle under my leg before I let you stop.” He grins down at you.

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Kinktober Day 24: Threesome

Day 24: Threesome- Aizawa x Fem!Reader x Mic

WARNINGS: Oral sex

A group of your friends had gathered together to drink and play stupid games. Leave it to Nemuri to turn things sexual. She turns to you, her green eyes peeking through her black bangs just enough for you to see the sadistic glint.

“Truth or dare?” She asks, drawing all the attention to you. You had been friends with her since you went to UA together, so you knew just what to expect.

“Truth.” You keep your voice casual, bracing yourself for whatever sexual experience she is going to force you to admit.

“Out of everyone in this room, what two people would you have a threesome with?” She asks, no hesitation in her voice, as she had been planning to ask you this all night.

You scan the group of proheros around you, trying not to linger too long on any of them. “Shouta and Hizashi.” You try to keep your voice level, not wanting to give away how badly you would love to have both of them plowing into you.

“Interesting. Alright. Well who is next?” She moves on, letting the game continue. You thought that the worst was over, and things would be directed away from you. But a few turns later, it was Hizashi being asked. Your heart skipped a beat when the word ‘Dare’ left his lips, and it was Nemuri giving him the dare.

“I dare you to make that threesome happen.” She says simply. The room goes silent as Hizashi walks closer to you.

“A dare is a dare. If you two are willing, then let’s get going.” He offers you a hand, his voice booming through the silence. Your nervous eyes darted to Shouta, who looked emotionless, but seemed to be waiting for your answer.

“Well… if you both are willing, then what are we waiting for?” You give a slightly nervous chuckle as you take his hand and stand up.

His energy floods into you, feeding off his excitement as he sweeps you through the crowd. Footsteps behind you let you know that Shouta was following close.

You are led into a room and hear the click of it locking behind you three.

“So how are we going to do this?” You ask, sitting down on the bed and looking up at the two males.

“I was thinking I use that pretty mouth, while Sho makes you cream around his cock.” Hizashi leans down, tilting your chin up to look at him.

“I… yeah. That sounds nice.” You stemmer, aware of both men staring down at you. Shouta’s silence was weighing heavily on you, driving you crazy to hear his voice.

“Then strip for us. Show us that gorgeous body.” Hizashi says simply, nudging you to stand in front of them.

You let your clothes fall, unable to look at either man for more than a few seconds before feeling intimidated and needing to look away. Finally all your clothes lay on the floor, and the two men had begun palming themselves through their pants.

“Good girl. Now lay back, head over the edge.” HIzashi instructs, leading your body into the position that he wanted you in.

You look at the blonde man, opening your mouth when you see his cock in his hand.

“Such a good girl. I didn’t even have to tell you to do that.” His cock eases its way into your mouth and down your throat. You can feel the bed shift as Shouta makes his way between your legs.

Slowly, he splits you open, spearing you on his long shaft.As both men begin to move, your desire to hear Shouta comes true. The dark haired man leans down and speaks close to your ear.

“Such a good pussy. You should have told us sooner. Instead we had to have Nemuri set all this up.” From the sound of his voice, you could tell he was smirking. You could also tell that you were in for a long night, and a fun new relationship with these two.

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Kinktober Day 23: Pregnancy

Day 23: Pregnancy- Bakugo x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Breeding kink, Pregnant sex

36 weeks along, and you were tired of this baby growing inside you. You were constantly tired, and sore. On top of that, Katsuki was throwing himself deep into his work to stockpile as much money as possible so he can enjoy a long break when your child is born. That seems all well and good until you realize that means you are spending so much time alone. You didn’t want to be mad, but the hormones, and the stress was building and you needed some sort of release. And that is how he found you.

Your arms struggle to wrap around the large protrusion to get to your aching cunt. All you were able to do is lightly circle your clit or insert your fingertips into yourself. Neither one was enough to actually do anything to relieve this need.

“Need some help? Looks like you are having a tough time. Can’t even get yourself off. You need your strong husband to make you cum.” His body weight causes the bed to shift, gravity pulling your body down closer to him. Muscular arms hook under your shoulders, pulling you to lay against his chest. His sweet smell wraps around you and peace floods through you from that little contact.

“If you needed me to make you cum, all you had to do was ask. Why must you always be so stubborn?” He asks, thick fingers spreading your puffy lips to gather your slick.

“You are always working. This was all I could do. You were either at work, or tired from work so I didn’t think you would want to waste your time making your gross pregnant wife cum every ten minutes.” You grumble out. You hated how normally it didn’t take long for him to get you close to cumming, but especially now with so much blood flow directed toward your pussy, it was easier than ever.

“Do you know how stupid that sounds? How many times do I have to tell you, there is nothing I want more than to live between your thighs and make you cum over and over again?” He asks, moving down from your clit to press deep inside you and stroke your upper wall.

“That was before I got pregnant. I didn’t think you… would want to touch me…” As you spoke, the approaching orgasm made thoughts more difficult. His skilled fingers found all the right spots to touch and tease to turn your brain into mush.

“God. Pregnancy brain is real. You really think I don’t want to touch you? One of the biggest reasons I want to live between your thighs is to get you pregnant, and to keep you that way as long as I can. It is nearly impossible to keep myself from groping those heavy tits, or getting hard at the sight of you growing so big you can’t do anything for yourself.” As he speaks, his hand picks up speed, pushing you over the edge as you cum around his digit.

Your hips instinctively grind against his hand. Relief floods through you, finally cumming like you have so desperately needed.

“I can’t help it. You always make me feel so good. I love your hands and your mouth… and fuck I really love your cock.” You ramble, pussy twitching at the memory of the last time he fuck deep inside you, a hand wrapped around your throat as he promised he would fuck a baby into you.

“You really love it? Well why don’t I give it to you. You know, just to be sure that this cunt is properly fucked and bred like you need.” He slides out from underneath you, propping you up against the pillows.

“Suki… You already put a baby in me… you don’t have to breed me again.” You say softly, a small smile forming across your face.

“Mm… But I have to be sure. You know. Fuck you one more time just to make sure that you are full of my cum and ready to bare my children.” He smirks and gently pushes your knees open.

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I would looooove to know about FatGum with his quirk activated as well; anything with him always makes me swoon 🤤🍢

FatGum pt. 2:

Ok so we all know this man is huge when his quirk is active. He is massive. I'm talking like 14 inches long.

And thick. He has such a fat cock in this form.

The whole shaft turns a deep shade of red from all the blood flow.

If the sheer size of him isn't enough, he has thick veins that rub so nicely inside you.

The hair doesn't really change much from his smaller form to his larger form.

His balls are proportional to the rest of his body. So they are massive. Two hands to hold one of them.

Overall, he is a gentle lover, and it is close to impossible to take his dick, so he will find other ways to help you get off.

Chaos' Would-I-Enjoy-This-Cock Scale:

🪦😺/10

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Toxic Collab- @nymphobunnie

Lead Singer!Denki Kaminari x Band Member!Fem Reader

(Inspired by Not Another Song About Love by Hollywood Ending)

*THIS CAN BE SEEN AS AN ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP SO PLEASE SKIP IF THIS IS TRIGGERING TO YOU*

WARNINGS: Toxic Relationship (Both sides), Degradation, Slight Blood/Injury, Spit Play, Oral (Reader giving), Cum Play, Breath Play, Object Penetration (Mic used as a toy)

WC: 2.1k

“I hate your touch, I hate your mouth, I can’t stand every single word that falls out!” His voice raises to a shout, the rings in his spider bite piercing moving with his harsh words. The nearly empty storage room made it impossible to know if the words were bouncing in your head, or off the walls around you. It wasn’t his words that had caught your attention, however, but the growing tent in his jeans. Sitting on the amp for one of the electric guitars, you tut softly.

“Then why were your hands all over me during our show? Hm? You nearly turned our whole set into a trashy porno with the way you were groping my ass and dry humping my leg.” His angry outbursts were nearly a daily occurrence, and after a year of dating, they had become nearly comical.

His pale skin was taking on a dark red tint from his anger. “You fucking bitch. Just shut the fuck up. Can’t you do one simple thing right?” He storms over to you, a large hand gripping your jaw, yanking you to stand up.

“Why don’t you make me? If you really hate me, and everything I say so much, why don’t you let me leave the band?” You demand, keeping your gaze locked on his. Sweat beaded on his forehead as the bleached blonde bangs start to get stuck. You weren’t expecting his right leg to hook behind your left, buckling your knees and dropping you to the floor. The rough concrete easily tore through your fishnet leggings and bloodied your knees and palms of your hands.

The hand that had previously been gripping your chin makes its way to your hair, yanking it to make you look up at him. A sadistic grin spreads across his face, seeing the surprised look behind your eyes. “Let you leave? A dumb slut like you needs me to put you in your place. On your hands and knees seems like a good place to start.” The sickly sweet and mocking tone in his voice pushed you over the edge.

“You disgust me.” A snarled growl leaves your lips before you spit in his face. You brace for the stinging slap of his hand that never comes. Instead, he moves to gently caress his thumb on your bottom lip, Pulling down slightly, he parts your lips.

“Open.” Is all he says, nervously, you let your mouth fall slack. Leaning down, he spits into your mouth. “Hold it, if you don’t I promise, you will regret it.” He growls before pulling away and dusting his jeans off. Scared to move, only your eyes follow him as he finishes unpacking the equipment into the storage.

As he nears the end of unpacking, your arms and knees are throbbing, and the spit has pooled in your mouth. Unable to see where he was, you dare to stand up. You are unable to do more than lift one hand before the thick rubber soul of his boot presses against your shoulder blade and forces you flat on the ground. The slight impact with the ground was enough to cause all of the spit to flood out of your mouth and puddle on the ground.

“You can’t fucking listen, can you?” He snaps, eyes focused on the mess you made because of him. The glazed-over look in your eyes, and the drool on your face was such an intoxicating sight for him. “I just told you to hold it, and you couldn’t even do that right. But I am forgiving and kind, so I will give you a second chance to avoid punishment.” He removes his foot from your back and allows you to sit up on your knees.

“Kind and forgiving? Bullshit.” You hiss, looking at the scuffed and bloody palms that he caused. Choosing to ignore your words, he unzips his pants. When his hard cock is finally free of his jeans and boxers, he taps the tip to your lips. “Get that nasty thing away from me. I’m not sucking your dick. You’re fucking disgusting getting hard from this.” You snap and turn your head.

His hand snakes into your hair and harshly forces you to face him again. “You want to repeat that? I can punish you right now. Fuck your virgin asshole and film it. Or better yet. I’ve seen the way Katsuki looks at you. Maybe I will let him have free reign. Tell him there are no rules and that he can use you however he wants, even if that means inviting some of his friends to help him.” He offers. You swallow hard, Denki may be into rough sex and foreplay, but Katsuki is far worse. He doesn’t think sex is good unless the other person is sobbing and begging for mercy.

Staying silent, you suck lightly on his tip. The familiar salty taste of precum spreads over your tongue as you take him deeper, feeling his tip nudge against the back of your throat.

“Don’t be shy. Suck me like you mean it.” His hips snap against your face, shoving himself down your throat. Your body is torn between focusing on the pain in your nose from his pelvic bone, or trying to breathe around the cock pistoning in your throat. No matter what you did, you couldn’t seem to find the chance to breathe. It was as if he was purposely changing his speed and thrusts so you couldn’t predict or gain any air.

The lack of air was getting to you, and your vision was fading. Just as the world around you went spotty, his cock pulled out from your throat. Rope after rope of cum shot from the round tip, some coating your tongue, while the rest covers your face. He says something to you, but you can’t make any sense of his words. It seemed as if when you blinked, he teleported to kneel face to face with you.

“I said don’t fucking swallow. Don’t wipe your face. I want to watch you fucking cum on my cock while you taste my cum and have a constant reminder of who you belong to. Got it?” His voice had softened since the beginning of the fight, a softer, more compassionate Denki bubbling to the surface.

Still unable to meet his gaze, your unfocused eyes try to look at the shiny bar sticking from his eyebrow. No longer furrowed with anger, you felt safe with him. You knew that you couldn’t use your words anymore, so closing your lips to seal the cum between them, you nod.

Two strong hands hook under your knees and pull them out from under you, making you sit on the concrete. The last shreds of your fishnets are torn and the mini skirt you had been wearing is pushed out of the way.

“Look at that. You always give me such an attitude, and call me nasty for getting hard at your pain. But you’ve soaked these panties, so clearly you need me to treat you like this. Nothing gets you as wet.” He taunts, his middle finger trailing your slit, pressing against your hole. A chill runs down your spine, core throbbing in need of more contact. You feel your cheeks burn as your pussy tries to pull his finger deeper inside of you. “Greedy fucking whore. You don’t even need to use your words to beg me to fuck you.” He taunts, keeping his finger right on the edge of pushing into you.

Pathetic and needy, you give in, nodding and whining for him to give you more. Your walls contract, gripping his finger tip. You nearly spit out his cum when he pulls his hand away.

“Don’t be such a selfish bitch. I will make you cum, but not until you deserve it.” He says simply, leaning back to truly take in the sight in front of him. Your clothes were torn and tattered, skirt pushed up to curtain your dripping pussy. Higher up, your tits bounced with every breath. His favorite sight though, was the pretty pout on your face, blurred slightly by his cum.

Seeing him distracted, you took the chance to feel something. A hand trails between your legs and rubs slow circles on your clit. Snapping out of his thoughts, he notices what you are doing as you reach the edge rapidly.

Landing a smack to your clit, he uses his other hand to pry your hand away. You squirm and moan, pussy clamping down around nothing as your orgasm is ruined. “What did I tell you about being selfish? I told you that you would get to cum, but only on my cock. Are you that stupid that you can’t understand what that means? Here. Let me spell it out for you.” As the contractions in your core slow, he pushes two slender fingers inside of you.

They curl up against that spongey spot inside of you in time with the remaining contractions. Your eyes roll back as you feel another orgasm building up inside of you. Again, just as you feel yourself cum, his hand leaves you clamping around nothing. The only way you could describe it, is when the beat is about to drop in your favorite song, just for the song to stop completely.

“You don’t get to cum on my fingers.” He says simply, watching the way your pussy drips and puddles onto the floor. “This is the only thing you get to cum on. Understand now?” He asks, using your slick to pump his cock. Despite your rapid nods, he ignores you. “No? You need more examples? I should have known a dumb bitch like you wouldn’t understand.” He smirks and grabs his cordless microphone.

Your eyes go wide as he holds the spot he normally sang into, pushing the other end into your cunt. The amount of slick you were leaking made the stretch easy, and the lack of time between his teasing was making it so hard not to cum just from him inserting it.

His free hand pushes down on your stomach, pumping the handle deep inside you, slamming it against your cervix. Your head falls back, feeling a stronger pressure building than last time. Tears run down your face as your body begs for release but your brain knows that even if you fall over the edge, the need to cum will only get worse. Soon, your body won the fight, and sure enough, the mic is pulled out before any pressure inside you can get released.

“You don’t get to cum on toys, or anything else that isn’t my cock. Understand now?” He asks, amusement evident in his tone.

You knew if he denied you again, you would scream, and get punished for not holding his cum. Shaking hands paw for his cock, hoping your desperation for him would be enough for him to finally fuck you.

His hands shove your thighs open, plunging himself in to the hilt, giving you no time to process the feeling. Your hands search for something to hold on to, settling for grabbing his hair and tugging. Each thrust leaves him grinding against your clit as his dick molds your gummy walls to his shape.

The building pressure becomes too much. Your body writhes underneath him as you see stars. Unable to stop yourself, your mouth falls open and his name is ripped from your throat. Drool and cum drip down your chest as your cunt gushes, and your cum soaks the ground beneath you.

“You only get to cum on my cock. No one else's. Not that they could make you feel so good that they make you squirt. That is why you stay with me. Because I am the only one who can break you so beautifully, and put you back together.” He taunts, a smug and content grin on his face as he gives a few deep thrusts, cumming to the sound of your wet pussy and your broken moans. And with that, the sweet Denki you fell for was back. “You know, I think I have an idea for a song thanks to you, my muse.”

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Kinktober Day 25: Age Play

Day 25: Age Play- Allmight x GN!Reader

WARNINGS: Smallmight appreciation, Big age difference

You were starting your first day as a teaching assistant at UA. You would be working under the former number one pro hero, Allmight. Even after losing his quirk and taking on a sickly form, you found the much older hero oddly endearing and attractive.

Getting to the teacher’s lounge, you smile, feeling official. The room was empty so you took the time to get yourself together. Reading through the student files, you get lost in the words and don’t hear the door open.

“You must be the assistant assigned to me.” The older males voice fills the room. You jump, papers scattering around.

“Yes sir, I am. Thank you for agreeing to mentor me.” You stammer out, dropping to your knees to gather your fallen items. Your frantic state causes you to ignore Toshinori's reaction to your words and the position.

“No need to call me sir, young one. Especially not when you are on your knees.” The second part of his statement comes out much softer, as if he didn’t really intend for you to hear him.

“Oh. Sorry sir.” You stand up to look at him, his thin body walking closer to you as he hands you a stack of papers that he collected.

“Keep calling me sir, and this relationship might not be very professional.” His face cracks open with a slight smile and you feel your face grow hot.

“And what if that is alright with me?” You ask, quirking your eyebrow and meeting his gaze.

“You are too young. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you. You must’ve just graduated yourself a few years ago. I have been a prohero longer than you’ve been alive.” His voice doesn’t hide his disappointment, wanting so badly to have his youth like you had.

“So you’ve got experience is what I am hearing. I am here to learn. I don’t mind if you are teaching me more than how to polish these students into heroes. In fact, I’ve been dreaming about you for as long as I can remember.” You step closer to him. Growing bold, you reach out and touch his face. For a moment, you fear he will pull away but instead he presses a kiss to your palm.

“I am old enough to be your father. Shouldn’t you be thinking about a person your own age? Someone who still has his health and his youth?” He questions.

“I don’t want someone my age. I want you. The former symbol of peace. The first person I ever had a crush on. Is that so wrong?” You ask.

“This will be unprofessional.” He says softly, moving your hand from his face. His long bony fingers wrap around your wrist, grip staying tight even when he lowers your hand.

“Who cares. If this is what we want, then it is what we want.” You say simply, pulling away from him to lock the door. “Now why don’t you show me what all those extra years of experience have taught you.”

“You are the one with the young energy. Why don’t you put it to good use and show me what you know. That way I can figure out what I need to teach you.” Finally caving, he lets himself embrace the feelings bubbling up inside him.

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Commission Fic

Commission Piece for @bunnyboo9889

Tokoyami x Fem!Reader

First time (NSFW)

WC: 1.2k

You sat at the bus stop, legs swinging as you scroll through your phone. Tsukuyomi had been seen in the area chasing some villain, and you were just hoping to get on the bus and go home. Because of the chaos the villain caused, your bus is running late.

Something in the distance catches your eye and you clutch your phone tighter, looking around the corner for the headlights of the bus. In the blink of an eye, a dark figure stands in front of you. A scream forms as you slowly process the Jet-Black hero in front of you.

“I apologize. I saw you here alone, waiting for a bus. If I am correct, you will be waiting a long time since it was still on fire a few minutes ago.” He tilts his head down in a small bow, offering you his hand. “Let me escort you home. It is late and you shouldn’t be alone so soon after a villain is spotted in the area.”

Looking at the empty street, you knew he was right. There was no sign of your bus, and after working a double you wanted to be home in your cozy bed.

“Alright. Thank you.” You take his hand as he assists you onto your feet. You assumed he was going to walk you home. What you were not expecting was Dark Shadow to wrap around your waist, lifting the both of you off the ground. The higher you get, the colder the wind becomes, forcing you to seek warmth in the soft feathers on his neck.

Terrified to drop you, Dark Shadow coils tighter, an appendage slipping between your legs to anchor you snugly to the hero. Being so close, you had no choice but to look at him, taking in the shine of his plush feathers. His beak moves but you can’t hear him over the wind. Based on the situation, you assumed he was asking where you lived, and the top down perspective of the city made it difficult to explain.

After a few minutes of closeness, he lands on your doorstep. “Is this your home? It looks as if no one is inside.” He looks at the darkened windows.

“Yeah. I have lived alone since my boyfriend left me.” You shrug, digging for your keys in your bag.

“Would it be crossing a line to ask if I may keep you company for the rest of the night?” He asks, heel digging in the dirt as his eyes avoid meeting your gaze. You could tell there was more to his behavior than he was letting on, but that didn’t stop you. After being so close to him, with Dark Shadow between your legs, you were hoping to get to spend more time with him.

“Of course. It is the least I could do since you brought me home, and kept me so safe.” You flash him a small smile, holding the door open for him. He shuffles in, and you can see Dark Shadow peeking over his shoulder to get a view of your home. As you entered behind them, you could hear the two whispering to each other, and Tokoyami growing frustrated with the conversation.

“This is bad enough. What would she think of me if I was caught doing that in her house?” He hisses to the shadow.

“She let you stay. And I was between her legs. I can tell you, she wouldn’t be opposed to it.” The shadow replies.

“Excuse me. I don’t mean to be rude. But is there something I can do to help you?” You ask. Tokoyami’s beak parts a touch, but Dark Shadow curls around his face, blocking his words.

“He finds you very attractive, and after having you pressed against him, some feelings, and other things have risen.” He speaks. Slowly, your gaze drops down to just below his belt where a tent had formed.

“Hm. Does he now? Well, I would love to help him out, but I would need to hear him say it, just to be sure he really wants this.” You step closer, chest feeling tight at your sudden boldness.

Gaining control of Dark Shadow, he forces him away. A moment of silence passes before he speaks. “What Dark Shadow said is true. I just wasn’t brave enough to say it.” He admits.

“Well it is a good thing your wingman is so good at his job, because I would have been heart broken if I let you stay here and not helped you out.” You stand up straight, working his belt undone while pressing soft kisses to his beak.

Guiding him to the couch, you urge him to sit, kneeling down between his legs. “Is this ok with you?” You ask, waiting to hear him before you take him from his boxers. Sensing his hesitation, you look up.

“Yes. This is fine… Just… don’t laugh at the feathers.” He mumbles, eyes unable to meet yours as you free him. You can’t form any words, too lost in the sight in front of you.

He wasn’t scarily long, just the right length for you to pump in your hand. His cock got wider the closer to the base your eyes trail. Covering his pelvic bone, the same beautiful feathers cover his pale skin. Unable to resist, your hand that wasn’t slowly stroking him moves to brush the feathers.

“Laugh? Why would I? They are just as nice as the ones on your head.” You look up at him, eyes wide with your sincerity. He swore he could cum right then and there. The soft and slightly timid movements of your hand were driving him insane.

Giving in to his desires, he pulls you off your knees, pulling the stretchy material of your leggings down with ease.

“I don’t mean to be so forward, but I need to feel you around me.” His voice is nearing a beg as he guides you to straddle his lap. The suddenness of his actions catches you off guard, but when a long finger finds its way between your slick folds, all that is forgotten. Slowly, he works you open, adding a second finger and scissoring them inside your tight hole.

“Please, Tsukuyomi. I am ready.” You grip his shirt, thighs trembling as you hover so close to release.

“Call me Fumikage.” His voice is low as he removes his fingers, pressing his tip to your entrance. You shift a bit to make it easier for him to push in. His arms wrap around your lower back, pulling you flush against his body as he bottoms out.

Taking control, you grind against him slowly, maintaining eye contact as the soft feathers tickle your clit in a way you never experienced before. You lean in for a kiss, fumbling awkwardly to adjust to the beak.

His eyes fall shut as he melts underneath you. The feeling of your body against his, and your soft walls clenching around him was addicting. It took a short matter of minutes before his cock was twitching and filling you up. If his face wasn’t covered with feathers, he would be bright red with embarrassment.

You were too lost in the pleasure to notice his flustered state, meeting your release a few moments later.

You lay against his chest, enjoying the silence for a moment before you finally speak up. “It was nice not being alone at night. I wouldn’t mind if you came back more often to spend time with me, Fumikage.” You admit.

“I’m glad you said that. I was just thinking about how I would be able to survive without more time with you.” He says softly, beak nudging your neck.

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Kinktober Day 29: Praise Kink

Day 29: Praise Kink- Aoyama x GN!Reader

WARNINGS: Hand job, Cum eating

It had started with cuddles. You and your boyfriend tangled together watching movies after he finished his patrol. He would never admit it, but his naval laser still causes him pain. Your hand had trailed down to his abdomen, massaging the sore area. Yuga had been too focused on the movie to notice.

Slowly, your fingers lose their massaging touches, and move more towards teasing the sensitive gem embedded into his skin. Your lips brush against his jaw, making their way up to his ear, wanting his attention, and knowing the best way to get it.

“Such pretty blonde hair. It really makes those gorgeous eyes pop.” Your soft lips brush against the shell of his ear, feeling his whole body tense under you. “My hero. So brave. Working late nights keeping the city safe. So underrated.” You continue the verbal attack, forcing him to give you his undivided attention.

“Mon cheri… the movie… I wanted to watch this...And I am so tired from the patrol. I don’t think that I can do it tonight.” His words come out as breathy whines, the soft skin of his stomach pushing against your hand as he pants.

“You don’t have to do anything. This is all about me spoiling you. Let me take good care of you. You are always taking care of me. You are such a good boy. You deserve to be praised and worshipped.” Your fingers dance down his light happy trail, slipping under the waistband of his lounge pants easily.

At being called a good boy, his cock twitches to life. The poor, tired male whimpers, already exhausted, unsure if he would even have the energy to cum.

“See? You are such a good boy. You want to make me happy. So just relax. I won’t keep you from watching the movie. I am just going to make you feel good.” You press your thumb to the swollen tip, smearing precum around as the soft cock grows firmer in your hand.

“I am so… tired… I want to be good for you, mon cheri… but I just… I don't think I can cum.” He whines softly, the fear of upsetting you flooding through his body.

“Shh. Don’t worry about that. I just want to take care of you. Now rest. I will take care of you. My pretty boy.” You silence any further arguments with your lips against his. The pulse in his cock gains your attention, despite his tiredness, your words have an effect over him that he can not deny.

Scared of overwhelming your sweet boyfriend, you kept your movements slow and gentle, though it was your words that had him moving towards his release.

The languid strokes to his cock had him leaking, but it was the never ending string of praise that was making him weak.

“Yuga, my love. I will never grow tired of this dick. The skin is so smooth, and the tip is such a beautiful shade of red. You take such good care of yourself. All the working out and training has left you in such good shape. No other hero comes close to being as dazzling and as sparkling as you.” He couldn’t even respond to you. All thoughts had left his brain and he melted against your touches. Feeling his twitch in your hand, you knew he was teetering on the edge. His chest heaved and he tensed up, wanting so badly to cum for you.

Having been with him long enough, you knew he would never cum until he was able to get out of his own mind. You pulled out your secret weapon, and tilt his chin to face you.

“You are mine Yuga Aoyama, My perfect boyfriend. My good boy. So pretty and amazing. You are all mine and no one else gets to have you. No one else is allowed to know how radiant you look when you cum. That is just for me to know. Now please. Show me that ethereal after ograsm glow of yours.” Keeping your eyes focused on his, you watch as your words go straight from his ears to his cock.

Spurting out against your hand was the liquidy warm cum that you had pulled from his tired body. Carefully, you remove your hand from his pants, bringing it to your lips.

“So good for me. Giving me a delicious gift. You spoil me, my pretty boy.”

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h/c's for the aged up Dekusquad accidentally activating their quirks during climax?

Accidental Quirk-use During Sex

GN!Reader x AGED UP!Dekusquad

WARNINGS:

I am so sorry for Iida... I couldn't get the image out of my head so I had to write it... Also, I saw some people found the last format harder to read. I hope this makes it easier!

Iida: He had one leg propped on the edge of the bed for leverage, the other planted firmly on the ground. His hips slam firmly against yours with such force, your body lurches forward with every thrust. The stress from his work was being taken out on your body. Getting lost in the sensation, his thrusts become more aggressive. Without warning, the engine on the leg propped on the bed kicks on. His leg juts out from beneath him, leg going straight in the air. He loses his balance and collapse directly on top of you nearly doing the splits. That little mishap caused a pulled muscle in his groin and sex was off the table for the rest of the week.

Uraraka: You were riding her strap with your back to her chest. Just a few bounces away from cumming, her hands grab your waist, aiding in your movements. As your body prepares for what feels like an intense orgasm, your body starts feeling lighter. The orgasm you were so close to fades away as you notice the floor getting further away from you. When she noticed what happened, she brought you down, a bit quicker than she should have, leading to a pretty nasty bruise on your ass from hitting the floor.

Tsu: You were holding her small frame in your lap, exploring each other's mouths with your tongues. She was grinding against your lap, growing needier with every passing moment. You could feel your thigh growing wetter with her slick. In her desperation, her tongue darts deeper into your mouth. Her frog like quirk allowing it to push down your throat. In your shock of the sudden intrusion, you push her away, gasping for air. It took a few minutes, but eventually, you pulled yourself together and were able to finish what you started.

Todoroki: It was the first time you were actually having penetrative sex, having been nervous to try before. Overwhelmed by finally getting to bury himself deep inside you, he knew he wasn't going to be able to last very long. His hands grip your thighs as he tries with all his might not to cum. Losing the battle, scolding hot cum floods your insides. Knowing that using his ice would only make things worse, he tried to remedy the problem by kneeling and blowing on the burning fluid.

Midoriya: You were on your back with your knees pinned to your chest while he fucked deep into you. Based on how sloppy his thrusts were becoming, you knew he was so close to filling you with his thick cum. One of his hands gripped the headboard tightly, and without his knowledge, blackwhip had attached itself to the wood. When he pulled his hand from the headboard to cup your chin, blackwhip tears the wood easily, showering you both in splintered wood.

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Kinktober Day 6: Public Sex

Day 6: Public Sex- Shigaraki x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Death/Dusting, Slight Yandere, Caught Fucking

Tags: @bat-eclecticwolfbouquet-love

Sitting at the bar, you don’t notice the glare that your boss is shooting at the man who has been flirting with you. You continue nursing your drink, wanting him to leave but feeling trapped in the corner. It is not until he reaches out to touch your thigh that Shigaraki takes control of the situation.

He heads over, touching the man with a single finger. “Excuse me, kind sir. I am wondering if you could please leave this bar. We are closing soon.” He keeps his voice as level as possible, not wanting to draw attention quite yet.

“Let my girl finish her drink, and we will be gone soon.” The stranger replies, barely looking at Shigaraki. This was his biggest mistake. Not only did he ignore him, he tried to take claim over you. You belonged to him.

“Of course, how rude of me to interrupt. Shake my hand to accept my apology.” He offers the stranger a hand. You notice it before you can warn the strange man. There was no glove on his hand. Just as your mouth opens to tell him to stop, his hand meets your boss’s and his bony fingers all connect with his hand.

You cover your eyes as the man falls to dust in front of you.”What was that for?” You ask, brushing pieces of the man off your leg. You had grown used to the sight of people turning to dust, being part of the league, but this was out of nowhere.

“He touched something that was mine. He could not continue living. He had to die before he got too bold and moved his filthy hand any higher.” He keeps his voice calm, cleaning off the chair before sitting down. By now, the rest of the bar has turned to see what is going on.

“Yours? When did I become yours?” You demand, trying to ignore the wet patch growing in your panties at his possessive behavior towards you.

Instead of answering your question, he tugs a pair of artist gloves out of his pocket, sliding them onto his hands.

“Tomura?” You question, eyes flicking between his hands and his face. A grin spreads widely as he grabs your waist, pulling you onto his lap.

“Mine. You belong to me. And I am tired of waiting to claim you. Tired of not getting to sink balls deep inside of you.” He hoists your dress up past your ass, tugging your thin panties to the side.

“Stop! People could see us!” You whisper, trying to act as normal as possible as you glance around at the bar packed full of other league members, and various other criminals.

“Let them watch. I want everyone to know that you belong to me. The pile of dust will remind them what happens if they even think about touching you.” His lips brush against your neck, tongue trailing to find your pulse point.

Despite his frail looking appearance, he was so much stronger than you imagined. The hold he had on your waist was far too strong for you to do anything besides giving in to your desire to be his.

Feeling your body lose some of the tension, he removes one of his hands, releasing the bruising grip that he had on you. He frees himself from his pants, pumping his length as it stirs to life.

With your back to his chest, you are unable to see his size, but you can feel his hand moving quite a distance with each pump, and the wet sound tells you that he is oozing cum already. A moment passes before you feel the heavy tip prodding at your lips, willing them to spread to accommodate him.

He wasn’t monsterously thick, but fuck was he long. As you slide down his shaft, you could feel pressure against your cervix. The first time his tip nudges your deepest parts, you fall into a moaning mess against him.

“I thought you were worried about people seeing. But you are moaning like a whore and I havent even started fucking you.” His voice drips with amusement, reveling in the sounds that he was already pulling from you.

You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to swallow your moans to keep quiet. This would have worked had your boss been kind. But he was not. He was jealous and possessive. With one arm wrapped around your torso, he bounced you freely on himself. His other hand tugged and smacked your cllit, as if he were punishing you for denying him your sweet sounds.

One particularly hard swap to your clit causes you to yelp loud enough to draw the attention of nearly everyone in the bar. You were too lost in pleasure to truly care, body tensing as you cum around your boss’s long cock.

“What do you say, why don’t you share. I want to see her cream like that for me.” A voice calls from somewhere behind you. The only response the man received was Shigaraki indicating the dust on the floor.

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Have you done a dick analysis for Mirio yet? I bet he's packing😏

Mirio:

I feel like he would be a grower. Like when he is soft he seems small, but fully erect he would be 7.5 inches.

He is on the thicker side. He is another coke can cock, and he curves to the left.

He usually has a pale shaft and a pretty pink tip, but if you tease him enough or he goes a long time without any release, his whole cock flushed a deep red.

His shaft has a lot of thick veins that cover from base to tip.

He waxes his happy trail so his stomach is completely smooth, but he leaves the rest of the hair. He does trim it, but it doesn't grow very thick, and the light color helps.

He has a nice pair of balls that are pretty obvious when he is in his costume. No amount of repositioning will hide them.

Overall, he is packing something scary, but scary in a good way.

Chaos' Would-I-Enjoy-This-Cock Scale:

9/10

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We know u wanna do dick analysis for bakugo 😵‍💫

Bakugo *AGED UP*:

He is just above average in length. Somewhere around 6.5 inches.

Where he is really impressive is his girth. He is the definition of a coke can cock. One of your hands will never be able to wrap around him, it is a two hand job.

You have seen how red his face gets, so you know his tip turns such a deep shade of red that it nears violet.

The shaft is covered with thick veins that emphasize his thick muscle.

He isn’t very groomed as a young adult, not seeing a point in managing something as trivial as that. Curly blonde hair would trail down his abdomen before bushing out and creating a mess across his pubic bone and heavy balls.

With age though, he starts to tidy it, not doing anything fancy, just trimming to create a neater appearance to everything.

His balls match perfectly with the rest of him. Thick and heavy. They are another two hand job to cup.

Overall, he is very impressive, but he will cause you some major pain with the stretch to accommodate him in whatever hole you choose. Be prepared for jaw pain and difficulty walking

Chaos’ Would-I-Enjoy-This-Dick Scale:

8.5/10

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✨Dabi Dick analysis plz ✨

I would worship this man's dick

Dabi:

He is way above average when it comes to length. We are talking 10.5 inches.

He is on the thinner side, but he makes up for any ‘missing’ girth with the addition of piercings. Being the arrogant bastard that he is, he has a Jacob’s ladder. Each one spaced an inch apart just so he can mock you if you are unable to take him to the final piercing.

Unlike most of his body, his dick is not scarred. The skin on his thighs are burned, and the burn curves to his pubic bone.

His cock does not change much color when he is hard, maybe one shade darker than his normal complexion. The tip flushes a bit pinker than the shaft, but not by much.

There is one prominent vein that runs along the underside, and pressing against it is his weakness.

Because of the burn, he doesn’t have much healthy skin to grow hair. To keep things neat, he shaves the few patches of hair that may grow.

His balls are not huge, but they are definitely breeder balls. As some of the last unscarred skin on his body, he moisturizes them so they are shockingly soft.

Overall, he has a lot that he is working with, only made better by the piercings. You will feel him deep inside of you, so be prepared

Chaos’ Would-I-Enjoy-This-Dick Scale:

11/10