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cw: smut, fem!reader, pro hero kiri, fingering, cunnilingus, praise, biting (his teeth aint sharp for nth), lmk if i missed anything <3

a/n: short drabble bc im moving rn cant post as much babies

𖤓 You were Pro Hero Red Riot’s prettiest little secret.

He hated it—hated tucking you away like something shameful. It went against every instinct he had, every loud, proud bone in his body. But the thought of some villain catching wind of you, using you to get to him… it made his blood run cold. So he kept you hidden. Kept you safe. And in return, he ruined you in every way that mattered.

That’s how you ended up on your back, thighs spread wide while two of his thick fingers worked deep inside your dripping cunt.

“Fuck, baby…” His voice was low, rough, almost reverent. He watched the way you clenched around him, slick glistening down his knuckles. “Look at you. So goddamn pretty like this.”

He curled his fingers, dragging against that spongy spot that made your hips jerk. A broken whimper slipped out of you and he groaned, teeth sinking into the soft flesh of your inner thigh—sharp, possessive, leaving another mark only he would ever see.

“Kiri—ah—too much,” you gasped, fingers twisting in the sheets.

He didn’t slow down. If anything, he pressed in deeper, scissoring his fingers while his tongue soothed the fresh bite. “You can take it. Been thinkin’ about this sweet little pussy all damn day.” His hips rocked against the mattress, cock straining painfully against his pants. He had ten minutes. Ten minutes before he had to meet Bakugou for a stealth op, and he was spending every last one of them between your legs.

“Missed me that bad, huh?” he murmured against your skin, breath hot. “Couldn’t even wait. Dripping all over my fingers like you need it.”

You tried to close your thighs around his wrist but he tsked, one large hand pinning your leg open. The wet, obscene sounds of his fingers pumping into you filled the room, mixing with your shaky breaths.

“Eijirou— you’re gonna be late—”

“Don’t care.” His voice was hoarse, almost desperate. He dropped his head and sealed his mouth over your swollen clit, sucking hard. The filthy, wet sound of it made your back arch clean off the bed. “Bakugou can wait. You can’t.”

His tongue flicked fast and relentless while his fingers curled again and again. The coil in your stomach wound tighter, unbearable. Your thighs started to tremble.

“That’s it, pretty girl. Cum for me. Make a mess—fuck, just like that—”

You shattered with a cry, squirting around his fingers, thighs shaking violently as he kept working you through it. He groaned like he was the one coming, lapping at you like he couldn’t get enough.

When your body finally went limp, he pulled back just enough to press a slow, lingering kiss to your twitching clit.

“Good girl,” he rasped, voice thick with want. His lips were shiny. “My good fuckin’ girl.”

He didn’t move right away. Just stayed there, breathing hard against your thigh, like he was debating whether ten minutes was enough time to flip you over and sink his cock into you after all.

ꉂ ᵎᵎ cw/tw: 18+, porn without plot, softdom!izuku, fem!afab!crybaby!bratty!reader, cockwarming, praise, degredation/condescendingness, hurt/comfort (?), he’s a little mean :(, heavy dumbification/babying, not proofread (do i ever proofread drabbles….?), implied marathon sex,

ꉂ ᵎᵎ a/n: this originally was a response to an ask and is a reblog from my previous accounts... one of my favorite scenarios tbh...

ꉂ ᵎᵎ synopsis: boyfriend izuku cockwarming you while being mean/comforting you like you need due to your stress

ꉂ ᵎᵎ w/c: 627

“shh, no need to think, baby,” izuku cooes, fingers combing lovingly through your hair as your walls clamp tight around his thick cock. “pretty girls don’t need to use their brains, yeah?”

you nod, sniffling as you bury your head into the crook of his neck. “i’m so tired of working, izu…”

his tongue clicks, lips tugging into a pout as he mocks the one on your face. “it’s not fair, huh? a dumb little thing like you shouldn’t have to work so hard, right?”

with a sob as your answer to his teasing, he chuckles. he shifts slightly, adjusting himself in his desk’s chair so that the bubous tip of his dick could nestle comfortably against your cervix. “you’re such a good girl, you know that, baby? working so hard— making me so proud. you wanna make me proud, right?”

“yeah…”

“say it all out for me, my love,” he encourages softly, placing a kiss onto the side of your head.

“i wanna, wanna—” you hiccup, “— wanna make you proud…”

“mhm. because?”

“because i’m a good girl…”

“yep, exactly— my beautiful, good girl,” he murmurs, thumb brushing tenderly against the curve of your cheek, his head tilting to meet your gaze. “so what are you gonna do tomorrow?”

“noooo…” you whine, tears threatening to redouble as you recall the stress tomorrow may bring, “izuku, i want you to take care of me…”

he kisses his teeth, knowing you meant you wanted to quit your commitments and depend on him. in a heartbeat, he would, but out of love he couldn’t. instead, he says, “you’re a big girl, my love. you don’t think i want what’s best for you?”

in response, you let out a small mewl, your head tipping back as one hand curls into a tight fist, lifting to swipe at the tears welling in your eyes. “you’re so mean… i-i’m literally crying, and—and…”

“i know, i know,” izuku croons, swiftly shushing your attempt to act out. “this is me taking care of you, baby,” his hand lowers to the imprint of his dick bulging your stomach, giving it a pat, “don’t you see that?”

a huff escapes your lips, choosing not to respond to him, so frustrated by everything that you want to take it out on him. however, your lack of acknowledgment only makes him smile— the warning clear, yet the abrupt buck of his hips upwards still catches you off guard.

“surely you’re not too stupid that you can’t even understand me, baby,” he sighs, his fingers moving to grip your chin, firm yet gentle, like an owner scolding a stupid puppy. “that would be ridiculous, right?”

sub!katsuki ✦ tw / cw: (18+) characters aged up ! pro hero au / established relationship (marriage mentioned), overstim, 'mommy' & 'ma' used, intercourse (p in v), part 1: here

your poor husband had been bedbound for hours, his deep crimson eyes sparkling with the tears that flooded his lash line. katsuki's usual insolent language had been replaced by pathetic whines, each mewl slowly pouring from his lips like raw honey.

you've made him cum— well you actually lost track of how many times the beefy hero has orgasmed in front of you. the first few times you worked him with your fist, a mix of spit and pre creating sweet schlick sounds that vibrated against his leaky cock.

changing positions had him now laying on his back, bulky legs spread so you can continue playing with his sensitive dick. bakugo's thighs and abs were sticky in his release, t-shirt soaked and discarded as his messy shaft was overworked with everything you put him through.

after making the toned man's face flush a bright rose to match the shade of his corpulent tip, you decided it was time you received some much needed attention.

you swiftly bend down to place a delicate kiss to the head of his thick length making the muscular hero shudder as your tongue peeked out to lick his slit— remnants of his salty climax infiltrating your taste buds.

the blond struggles to speak when you start to stroke his cock back to life again, coarse vocal cords grunting out remnants of typically assertive words.

"s'too much" he groans out, scarlet eyes snapping shut with the overstimulating contact. "too much—please"

ignoring his uncharacteristic pleas you continue to stroke his pretty, overworked shaft. when his chub builds up again you raise your hips over his, welcoming his bullied tip to your gummy entrance.

"i helped you feel so good baby, don't you want to help mommy feel good?"

the man unwittingly ruts his hips up hearing your voice— that name, his calloused hands magnetizing to the dough of your thighs.

your husband nodded his head along with your words, absentmindedly asking you to use him for your own pleasure. his abused cock was practically shooting blanks.

"c'mon dynamight, use your words"

hearing his hero name flow from your plush lips like a siren song turned the poor man's brain into mush.

"wan' you to feel good— use me ma"

katsuki slurs out, his mind too far intoxicated with all the pleasure.

without giving the brash man a second to breathe you drop down on his dick, fully encapsulating his length from tip to base.

the overstimulated pro rolls his eyes back at the sensation, his mouth falling agape with how tightly you sucked him into your warm embrace.

"fuckin—hah"

katsuki bit into his lip hard, muffling the unrestrained moans that spilled from his sore throat. the belligerent man couldn't muster up any confidence if he tried, let alone his usual impudent bravado.

his scarred palms dig into your hips for stability as you slowly start to ride him, building up a repetitive pace against his slack body. bakugo's physique rebelled him, drool seeping from the corner of his mouth as uncontrollable whines scarcely stifled from his weary vocal cords.

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a/n; old scrap i nvr posted while i grammar check requests that im totally working on

your thighs are shaking on either side of his head, hips jerking desperately against his mouth as you ride his face. his hands are sliding up and down your sides and all over your front to tweak and pull your nipples. his red hair is flared out on the bed as he looks up at you with hearts in his eyes as he sucks your clit into his mouth.

“ngh fuck kiri!” you circle your hips.

he groans and licks down to your pussy and shoves his tongue in. your toes curl and you squeal, shaking your hips on his tongue, rubbing your clit right against his nose.

he slurps at you like you’re water and he’s dehydrated, shaking his head, hands sliding down and spanking you softly to spur you into riding him harder, faster. when you cum he holds your hips down and fucks his tongue into you, sucking out all of your juices you have to offer.

“kiri! kiri i- hah! lemme-”

“what do you want pretty girl?” he mumbles into your heat.

“wanna ride you.” you try to lift up.

“you are.” he leans up and licks a stripe up your center.

“no! i wanna ride you!” you reach down and yank his hair.

he chuckles, letting you up and you’re quick to shove his shorts down and grind yourself agaisnt his cock. he groans when you eagerly line him up, fingers digging into your hips as you start to sink down. you toss your head back, moan tearing from your lips as he stretches you open.

“easy baby.” he slows your movements. “not too fast.”

“please. kiri please.” you shimmy down another inch.

he lets you slide down another inch, grinning at the breathy whines spilling from your mouth. he holds your hips and guides you down, cooing at you as you take him fully. you take a minute to adjust before you start wildly humping against him, grabbing onto his hands that are gripping your waist.

“shit baby, slow down.” he pants, hips canting up to meet yours.

your pleasure is already tight in your lower belly, the burn in your thighs means nothing from the way kirishima rolls his eyes back with each sticky smack. he doesn’t care that he’s close he know when you burst around him he’ll fill you a second later shamelessly.

“fuck baby. take what you need.” he moans, blinking up at you with heavy eyes.

your pussy hugs him, coaxes more pre to slobber against your velvet walls. wet squelch’s and broken moans bounce off the bedroom walls as you lean forward, bracing your hands on his chest and digging your nails in as you cum around him. he whines, cock twitching before he coats your walls with his cum.

“wanna- agh! wanna go again.” you collapse on his chest.

he rolls the two of you over and slowly starts to rock his hips into yours again.

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