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you had no clue today was girlfriend's day.

hell, you didn't even know the holiday existed until your boyfriend came home early from work, his massive arms loaded down with bags and boxes that nearly blocked the doorway.

a giant bouquet of fresh pink roses that were now crowding your small nightstand. then came the floating balloon, the designer purses, the fancy jewelry boxes, the pretty lingerie sets still sitting carefully in the victoria's secret box, and that diamond bracelet that sparkled under the light every time you moved your hand.

to be frank, you didn't even want to know how much money your boyfriend had spent on you. curiosity killed the cat after all, and besides...that man wouldn't tell you shit even if you begged.

though, you can't forget to mention a handwritten card sat open on your pillow, his messy scrawl across the front.

and between the gifts and the sweet words he had written you, you hadn't even opened half of them yet.

instead, has you spread out on the bed now, his tongue already buried between your thighs in slow, wet strokes that make your legs shake.

his stubble scratches delicously against your sensitive skin while he drags through your folds, slurping loudly as he drinks down every drop of slick that leaks out from your cunt.

"happy girlfriend day, princess," he mutters against your cunt, lips sucking your clit sweetly . the words vibrate straight through you, making your hips jerk up. "my sweet girl...fuck, look at all this. mm, i'm so grateful to have you baby..."

his sweet words make you whine out in pleasure and tongue pushes inside you, fucking you deep and slow while his hands grip your thighs to keep you spread nice and wide for him.

your fingers twist tighter in his messy hair, thighs trembling around his head. "mmm...s-shota—haahh—" the moan breaks out of you, twisting into a needy whine. "it's too much—"

"not nearly enough," he growls, voice muffled against your soaked pussy. his fingers dig into your plush thighs, and he licks and sucks like he's gonna starve.

"my perfect princess... fuuuck, taste so fucking sweet." his tongue circles your clit before sucking it between his lips, pulling another broken whimper from your throat.

"shota—ahh—please—" your back arches off the bed, the expensive gifts blurring in your peripheral vision while he doubles down, tongue thrusting and slurping deep inside your cunt.

it amazes you again and again, how this man makes you see heaven with his tongue and lips alone.

"nnngh—fuck—mnghh, sho...g-gonna cum—"

"c'mon...cum for me, sweetheart," he groans, lips locked tight around your clit. "soak face baby, cum all over me."

your orgasm crashes through you hard, thighs clamping around his head as you cry out, seeing stars. "ahh—fuck—shota—"

your whole body shakes while he keeps licking through it, drinking down every drop with satisfied groans.

he's still cleaning your cunt dry, muttering to himself while doing so. "mm...marry me, baby."

fucking hell, this man is gonna be the death of you.

trust me when i say i deadass drooled while writing this HAHAHAHAAH😭

𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗝𝗢𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧? 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄.

thank you to all my pretty mooties! happy girlfriend's day to my indirect soulmates! 🥹🫶

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2026 ── 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗳 @atelphobist

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YOU'RE DRAGGING your leaking, aching cunt across the hard lines of his torso until a squelching sound emits with every movement of your hips. he's simply laying there, an amused smirk playing at his lips as a result of your desperate whimpers. this usually happens when he's too tired or injured after patrol to fuck you in the way you crave.

"such a needy girl, huh?" he teases, resting two heavy, calloused hands on the fat of your hips. "jesus-" he huffs a low, gravely chuckle, entertained by just how much you're leaking. "makin' a goddamn mess, baby" he tuts, admiring the glistening slick smeared across his front.

you're so close, the friction of his firm, warm skin against your sensitive clit is making your nails dig in to his pecs. he knows when you're close before you do, always kept track of the way your body nearly loses control.

"you gonna cum like this?" he asks, "don't even need my help, huh?" he cups your cheek, making you lock eyes with him as your grinding grows sloppier. you couldn't care less about the embarrassment anymore, it's so intoxicating getting off on him like this, all while he sits back and watches.

your pathetic noises only grow louder with each grind, with each swipe of your pussy across his abs. "j-jay– m'gonna cum" you breathe out, clenching your eyes shut. you can feel his clothed, throbbing cock, probably making a sticky mess in his pants with pre-cum, pressing against your ass every time you move, a sign that he's getting off on this just as much as you are.

"i know, babygirl" he coos, leaning up slightly to press soft, fluttering kisses to your neck. "you can let go f'me, sweet girl" he purrs, brushing the hair from your flushed face and simply admiring the way your expression is twisted in pleasure. his precious girl, using him to get off.

your breath hitches when your orgasm finally comes crashing over you, leaving you twitching against him. he holds you through your high as you cry out, his name heavy on your tongue. he's bucking his hips up, trying to get in any last stimulation before you collapse against him, exhausted. "there we go" he speaks softly, gently, as if he's coddling you.

"you feel better? hm?" he asks, "not so needy now, i bet." he chuckles lowly, and you're too fucked out to retort back. a calm settles in your bones as he holds you, rubbing soothing circles into your back and kissing the crown of your head. he'll make sure to take care of you properly once you've both rested.

"i'm wide open, sweetheart. i'll give you a free hit." the countless scars on his broad, toned chest scream experienced and lethal combat expert. "come at me." rarely had you witnessed aizawa in a real fight, as he made it very clear you were to stay away from the underground or any villain hotspots.

your husband was fiercely protective of you, finding it blatantly comical when you proposed the idea of sparring with him in the first place. he'a disarmed villains and deactivated quirks with unrivaled efficiency and stealth. his civilian wife wouldn't stand a chance regardless of if she had any bit of leverage over him.

"do you actually want to spar with me, or what. and since when did you become interested in hand to hand combat?" he lets his guard down for a split second on purpose, effortlessly catching your fist before it reaches his chest. "that was pretty sad, princess. i say we play another game, on my terms."