sfw. bf! toji who wants to be fiance! toji and ultimately husband! toji
“what are you doing?” toji asked, a bit sceptical at what has you so glued to your computer screen. he was putting away the last of the now clean dishes as you sat at the kitchen table, the light from the screen illuminating your face. it was late, and he was tired—all he wanted was to drag you to bed with him so that you could fall asleep together. only, you barely seem to be paying attention, even when he clearly asked you something.
“online shopping,” you muttered, raising an eyebrow—something obviously caught your interest. he was tempted to sneak behind you and get a look at the screen for himself, but he didn’t have the energy for it.
“oh yeah,” he hummed, trying to get more information out of you while stacking plates in their rightful place. “for what?”
“wedding dresses.”
his heart thumped against his chest before almost stopping entirely.
did he hear you right? he hadn’t even proposed yet—did you find the ring he had been hiding?
he was sure that he did an amazing job hiding it, too, putting it at the very top shelf in your closet—the one that you could never reach and therefore had no reason to try to examine.
“what,” he deadpanned, face turning as white as a sheet, his brain short circuiting and unable to form any other words.
all he could do was picture your face upon discovering that diamond—did you like it, at least? did he get the wrong cut? was this you trying to say you wanted to marry him too?
“cookie presses,” you said, repeating yourself while tilting your head curiously to the side. as. you were clueless as to what was causing his confusion—did he not hear you right or something? “i told you i wanted to get into baking.”
he felt as if he was shot back to life, internally sighing with relief. he was hearing things—thank god.
“i think i’m gonna order them,” you explained, reaching into your pocket to fish out your credit card.
he came to your side, trying to act smooth—-as if he wasn’t in crisis mode only a few seconds earlier. he looked down onto the screen to in fact, see the baking supplies you’d been talking about. he let out another breath, his heart finally reaching a normal pace.
“sounds good, babe,” he scratched the back of his neck, “go for it.”
toji just hoped you weren’t onto him, but what he didn’t see was your other tabs.
wedding venues near me
blue bridesmaid dresses
white dress inspo engagement
pinterest wedding table decor
what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, and the fact that you had just deep cleaned the entire apartment was just another secret you would have to keep to yourself.
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Toji Fushiguro who makes you lock your own ankles around his neck.
You’re a biiiiig shit talker, love talking about how you’ll “drain him dry” and “make him cry tonight” but as soon as he’s half way inside, as soon as you feel that fat mushroom cockhead giving a messy smooooch to your sticky insides you’re squirming. Trying to back out and pushing at his happy trail, that only makes him snicker, “The fuck are you doing doll?”
You suck in the drool threatening to leave you mouth, hands gripping onto the sheets for dear life, “F-Fuck you, mmph- just-“
And he takes the words right out of your mouth, giving your cunt the best gut punch with his throbbing member you’d ever get in your life, slamming into you with his girth. Filling your hole to the brim. Tojis head lulls to the side, jet black hair swaying with every jackhammer into your tight walls, “Heh- what was that baby?”
You can only moan out, feeling the curve of him while he rolls his hips into you, the thwack of his balls against your gushing pussy, mind getting dizzy at the way he’s fucking you. You mewl out, that bottom lip quivering, “Tojii-“
“—No mama, what were you just sayin?” He can’t help the stupid smirk on his face, canines showing only fucking into you harder, faster— “Thought- hah- you said you’d make me cry t’night, nngh- wring me dry. But from the looks of it-“ he thrusts into you again, deeper, and he can see it, the way the way your brown eyes are blown out, glossy, “You’re ‘bout to cry.”
Toji pushes your knees up to your earlobes, drilling into your spongey g-spot that has you hiccuping, tears spilling out, “You’re too- aaangh jii- you’re too biiig!”
He condescendingly coos, “Awww, you poor thing, you’re poor, poor cunt.” He gives you a sloppy kiss on your lips, feeling the way your gummy walls sucks him further in, your arousal coating his strawberry red cock. “She’s begging for me tho mama.”
The older man shudders and the thought, letting out a grunt, “Wanna make it all better, -shit baby- then put your feet around my neck.”
You’re already sobbing out, your hands slipping from your feet and grabbing onto his beefy biceps. Crescent moons appearing in his skin, You can’t, really you can’t.
“No mama, I think you can.” He lets out a chuckle followed by a moan.
That was out loud?
“Use that empty cockdrunk brain ‘f yours f’me pretty.”
“Fuck Toji, mmmph- aaangh- Toji, fuck!” you don’t even realize what you’re spewing out at this point, hooking your ankles around his neck. Your legs are shaking, fucking squealing when you feel his weepy tip knock against your cervix. You’ve got the man cursing up a storm, holding you tight in the fucking pretzel fold he’s got you in, your sticky slick making it’s was down the both of your pubic hairs. He’s delirious in your heat, squeezing your plush thighs, while you feel every piston into your cervix, brushing past your sweet spots.
And Tojis fucking seething with the way he’s pounding into you, head resting in the crook of your neck, licking up your skin, “Shit mama, y-you might actually drain me dry- mmmck- fuck- you’re squeeze me so fuckin good. Goddamn baby.”
Waking Izuku up in the middle of the night cuz you're craving his cock and he just rolls his eyes at you before pounding you into the mattress
His thrusts are fast and hard, hes even being a little meann... Even though he just woke up cuz hes just so sleepy and irritated you woke him up for this
When you finally cum he just flops back down next to you, tucking you into his neck and falling back asleep, not even caring his dick is still rock hard
The next morning he apologies for being dismissive and mean, hes explaining how it was just so early and it was his first day off in so long so he wanted a good nights sleep.
You nod your head and smile with big doe eyes while everything goes through one ear and out the other cuz it just felt so good
As he speaks you're thinking of ways to rile him up like that again.
katsuki had you face down ass up, back arched deep as he fucked you from behind like he was pissed off at you.
his hips snapped forward hard, thick cock slamming into your pussy with wet, filthy sounds. every brutal thrust made your body jolt forward on the bed, but he just yanked you back by the hips like you were his personal fucktoy.
“fuck, this pussy is swallowing me so fucking good,” he growled, voice rough and raspy. “taking me so deep”
you moaned loud into the pillow, gripping the sheets tight as he fucked you. his pace was mean and relentless, skin slapping loudly against skin. he reached forward, grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked your head back, forcing you to arch even more.
“don’t hide your fucking face,” he snarled. “I wanna hear every sound you make.” then he brought his palm down hard on your ass.
SMACK !
a small, controlled explosion went off against your skin the second his hand connected — tiny sparks and heat blooming across your ass cheek. the sharp sting made your pussy clench hard around him.
“oh!” you cried out, eyes watering.
katsuki laughed low and mean, still fucking you.
“yeah? you felt that?” he slapped the other cheek even harder, another little explosion popping against your skin. the sense of pain and heat made your legs shake. “that making you cream all over my cock ?”
he kept fucking you deep, hips snapping forward while his hand came down again and again. every slap came with a small pop of his quirk, not enough to actually hurt you bad, but enough to send sharp, electric shocks through your ass that turned into throbbing heat.
“fuuuck, you like that don’t you?” he groaned, yanking your hair harder. “pussy keeps squeezing me every time I blow up on your ass. nasty little masochist.”
“i love it— i love when you’re rough !”
your moans were getting louder, broken and pathetic as he fucked you hard from behind. katsuki leaned over you, chest pressed against your back. his mouth right next to your ear as he spoke absolute filth.
“you’re dripping down my fucking thighs. making such a messy fucking pussy for me. bet you want it harder next time, huh?”
he slapped your ass again — harder. the explosion was a little bigger this time. the stinging burn mixed with the pleasurable stretch of his cock made your eyes roll back.
“katsuki— don’t stop pleaseee!” you dragged out, pleasure and pain blending together perfectly.
“that’s right. taking it sooo good ,” he mocked, teeth grazing your shoulder threatening to bite down. “you feel how deep i’m hitting?”
he straightened back up, gripping your hips with both hands. his thrusts were faster, deeper, more aggressive. every time his hips met your ass he gave you a small explosion on your already sensitive skin.
the constant mix of his thick cock stretching you open and the sharp, hot shocks from his quirk was driving you insane. you were shaking, pussy fluttering around him as an orgasm built fast. katsuki could feel your pussy clenching harder around him like you’ve done hundreds of times when your so close to cumming
“c’mon cum on my cock,” he commanded, slapping your ass again with another tiny pop.
“f-fuck tsuki— mhh ! ”
the next hard thrust combined with a stinging explosion pushed you over the edge. you came hard, screaming into the pillow as your pussy gushed around his cock, walls spasming violently.
“shit, that’s it,” he groaned, fucking you through it. he didn’t stop. he kept pounding into your sensitive pussy, chasing his own high. his breathing got rougher, low grunts and curses spilling out as he used you.
“gonna fill this pussy up, fuck—”
with a few final brutal thrusts, he buried himself deep and came hard, groaning loudly as thick ropes of cum flooded inside you. he kept grinding into you slowly, making sure you took every drop inside your spent pussy.
he finally pulled out and gave your ass one last hard slap with a tiny explosion for good measure. you twitched hard, whimpering. katsuki smirked, breathing heavy as he stared at the red handprints and faint explosion marks littering your ass.
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In which your pro hero husband is a freak. Especially when he hasn’t seen his pretty wife in a while.
Your husband Bakugou-Who comes home exhausted from hero work all day. Boots kicked off near the door as he makes his way towards your shared bedroom.
Your husband Bakugou-Who gets into bed bare after taking a shower. Looking at his soft pretty little wife sleeping. He almost would feel bad about waking you up. Key word ALMOST.
Your husband Bakugou- Who has you in a mean arch while hitting you from behind. Did you really think you were safe? After teasing him for weeks….did you really think you were gonna be able to sleep peacefully.
Your husband Bakugou-Who’s to tired to hold back his moans. Loud desperate moans as he drives in deeper,faster the loud -PLAT PLAT noises making you embarrassed as you sink your head deeper into the pillow whining desperately for your husband to go deeper.
Your husband Bakugou-who taps out after making you cum 3 times. To tired to clean up you laugh and play in his hair. “Don’t tell me your done already?” You tease and he opens one eye. “Stop fucking yapping and go to sleep.”
Your husband Bakugou-Who sleeps peacefully after making a mess of you.
The video starts with you already moaning. Your back is arched off the mattress underneath you. You were in utter heaven, as usual when it came to Izuku's fingers playing around with your clit. He had a way of untangled and unwinding you with his fingers alone. There was some sort of art that he could do with them that always left you gasping and shaking.
You loved it.
He was the artist and you were his fine art.
A chuckle is heard off camera as the camera is panned over your body as you come on his fingers. "Oh what a beautiful sight." A groan left him. "I can't wait to watch this tomorrow."
A laugh stumbled out of your lips as you finally relaxed, your body becoming slack on the sheets. Your eyes were half lidded as you looked up at him, lust and want in your gaze. It was expected with the man who had been married to for 2 years.
You moved your hands to cup your breasts for him. Your fingers moved to twist and move your nipples, pulling just enough to sting. Just enough to make your pussy squeeze his fingers as he pulled them out of you. "It's not fair you leave me while you go on a mission, and you get to still have me when I don't have you."
The focus switched to front view as Izuku's eyes aren't on the camera but on you out of frame. Forrest eyes are swallowed by pupils that were enraptured by you. Izuku had always been enraptured by you. He was incapable of even faking otherwise. His lips were wet with a mixture of saliva and your slick.
A deep hum came out of his throat. "Well we both know that isn't true, baby."
"And how isn't it true?" You asked.
"I try cum enough to leave enough still inside you while I'm gone." He said as the camera switched again focusing down on the lower part of your body. His large scarred hands sat on your abdomen, his thumb brushing over where your womb was underneath. Your body shivered at the implications.
The video then cuts to being set not even 5 feet away from the bed, not that the distance mattered. You were loud enough that it felt like the phone was right next to the both of you.
The camera was positioned so that it captured the broad expanse of his freckled back. He was so gloriously muscular and strong. He was the Number One hero and it showed with how his hips thrusted into you. He wasn't stopping for anything. The constant slap of his palvis against your skin was a consistent rhythm in the audio.
Your feet peaked over his shoulders as he held thighs, keeping your legs as his grip to pound into you. Your legs kept twitching as he bottomed out inside you again, and again, and again. You couldn't breathe deeply because it felt like he was right in your stomach, pounding against your lungs.
His thick cock was always such a delicious feeling inside you. You often didn't even need him to move to feel at peace, to feel whole. And yet here you were, so greedy for more.
You didn't mind being greedy. Your husband loved you greedy.
"OH FUCK! DEEPER, IZU!" You cried out higher pitched than normal.
He let out a huff. "Deeper?" He asked lowly, sweat beading down his neck. His green curl as a darker shade due to the sweat in his hair. He moved to cage your body underneath him, his hands resting at eitherside of your head. With one large hand and a shift he moved to reallign himself before slamming back in.
You arched up into him as you screamed to the heavens. "YES!" You moaned deeply. Your thighs were nearly touching your chest as he had you folded in half.
Izuku groaned as he threw his head back for a moment before moving his hips again. "I love fucking you. Good Lord, this pussy always holds me so good. You trying to suck me dry, aren't you?" He asked as your arms wrapped around his neck.
"Yes! Yes, I do. I want you to cum inside me. I want your baby." You pleaded.
A deep animal like sound left Izuku as a flash of lightning rippled across his back. The bed creaked but held up (custom made for such scenerios). He shifted and the video caught him over you, his heavy balls slapping against your rim.
"I'm gonna come." Izuku warned you as your fingers gripped his shoulders, digging into his skin leaving marks.
"Inside." You pleaded as you moved a hand into his curls.
With a groan turned whine Izuku came. His groans unhindered as he closed his eyes and burried his head in the crook of your neck as you massaged his scalp. You were humming in content continuously, your legs now wrapped around his waist to keep him planted there.
"You're coming so much." You praised as you felt each and every squirt inside of you. You hummed as you let him twitch and stay planted deep and fully sheathed inside you. It was the moments like this where you felt most close to him, most like you were one.
Izuku chuckled. "How could I not when your cunt massages me like it was made for me." He said lowly. He kisses your lips, before diving his tongue inside your mouth.
Your body relaxes as you unravel around, him allowing him freedom to move now. His arms move to wrap around you for a moment, hugging you for a moment. He moves back, finally pulling out and getting out of the way of the camera. He grabs the phone and focuses it down between your spread legs.
Your clit twitches at the attention as your swollen pussy enters frame. A thick white trickle has already spilled out of you, moving down to your puckered room. You giggle moving a hand to rest over your mound. A large pulse of frothy white cum spills out of you.
Izuku groans deeply. "Lord have mercy. I'm keeping this one for sure."
The heavy leather cuffs were securely fastened to the iron headboard, completely locking Katsuki’s thick, scarred wrists in place. He violently tugged against the restraints, the muscles in his broad shoulders and vascular forearms flexing brutally as he tried to find even an inch of slack. The metal chains rattled against the frame, a sharp contrast to his ragged, heavy breathing.
"You're fucking pushing your luck," he growled, his crimson eyes burning with a dangerous mix of fury and unadulterated heat. His face was flushed dark, his jaw clenched so tight the muscles ticked. "Undo this shit right now, or I swear to god I'm gonna wreck you the second I get loose."
You didn't answer. Instead, you knelt at the foot of the bed, slowly crawling up the mattress until you were hovering just out of his reach. Down below his waistband, his thick, massive erection was already straining violently against the fabric of his dark sweatpants, a heavy wet patch soaking through the front from how turned on he was by the sheer helplessness of the situation.
You didn't reach for his zipper. Instead, you reached over to the nightstand and picked up the heavy, realistic silicone dildo, letting him watch as you coated the slick length in lubricant.
Katsuki’s breath hitched instantly. His eyes went completely wide, the pupils blowing out so dark they almost swallowed the crimson. He stopped fighting the cuffs entirely, his body locking up as he realized exactly what you were planning to do.
"The fuck is that?" he rasped, his voice dropping into a ruined, gravelly octave. His hips gave a desperate, involuntary jerk against the mattress. "No. No way. You are not using that trash when I'm right fucking here. Drop it and get on my lap."
Ignoring his commanding tone, you positioned the toy securely onto the mattress right in his direct line of sight. You slowly slid your underwear down your legs, tossing them onto the floor, exposing your dripping wet center to him.
You straddled the toy, hovering right over the thick head. Keeping your eyes locked entirely onto his, you slowly, deliberately lowered your hips, letting the silicone stretch you wide as you took the entire length inside you in one deep, unhurried stroke.
A high, breathless gasp left your lips, and the sound completely broke him.
"Fuck!" Katsuki roared, throwing his entire weight forward. The headboard groaned under his strength as he violently thrashed against the restraints, desperate to grab your waist, to pull you off the toy, to drive himself inside you instead. "Look at you... you're so fucking tight around it. You're taking it all while looking right at me?!"
You began to ride it, your hips moving in a slow, torturous rhythm. Every time you sank all the way down, you let out a soft whine, your chest heaving as your slick heat coated the toy.
Katsuki was losing his absolute mind. He couldn't look away. His chest was rising and falling in frantic, shallow gasps, his vision entirely consumed by the sight of your flushed skin, your bouncing chest, and the way your wet center clung to the silicone. He was throbbing so hard it was physically painful, his own dripping pre-cum soaking entirely through his sweatpants.
"You're doing this on purpose," he choked out, his head slamming back against the pillow as a heavy shudder ran through his entire frame. "You're fucking torturing me. Keep riding it. Move faster. Let me watch you cream all over it, you beautiful, sadistic bastard."
bakugo is NASTYYY ok. and no i don’t mean nasty like unclean, but he is a nasty freak when it comes to you. he doesn’t give a fuck about morning breath, especially when the first thing he sees when he wakes up is your plump lips, why would he not want to kiss you? and since your already here, why not have a sloppy make out actually?!
and you know… since he’s already got u pinned down now obviously he’s gonna ask you to open your mouth like a good girl and watch as you refuse to break eye contact with him and he spits in ur mouth, groaning at the way u smile at him afterwards. “such a dirty girl” he grins, already getting prepared to pull ur sleep shorts down and continue what has been started.
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ngl this has been sitting in my drafts for like a month cus i didn’t like it but im bored so now i wanna post it 😂✌🏾just a calm luh drabble tho wink wonk
❥ IN WHICH, Katsuki’s car is strictly spotless, but when Y/N is a soaking mess—it's the only mess he’s more than happy to let his wife leave on the leather.
Katsuki’s car was perfectly maintained, smelling of rich leather and his signature cologne with every inch of the interior kept in perfect condition.
Anyone else in his car got an earful about not leaving a single piece of trash behind.
Katsuki rarely let Y/N touch her own car keys, insisting on driving her himself whenever she needed to go anywhere.
He steered effortlessly with one hand while the other rested on her thigh, his wedding band glinting under every passing streetlamp.
He kept his eyes on the road but sensed her stare, catching her lingering gaze that had been stuck on him since they left the restaurant.
"Got somethin' to say?" He asked, his thumb pressing firmly into her thigh. "What's goin' on in that head of yours?"
She didn’t answer immediately, the heavy tension in the car making her breath hitch as she covered his hand with her own, staring at his fingers while her body heated up.
"Just thinking.." She finally whispered. The warmth from his hand that drifted closer to her inner thigh made her anticipation to get home stronger than ever—she wanted the comfort of their home, but the wait was turning into an ache. "How much longer?"
Katsuki glanced at the dashboard. "Forty-five minutes."
He heard her soft sigh as he slowed down for a red light, before turning his head to find her watching him with heavy eyes that told him everything.
"If you keep looking at me like that, we aren't making it past the next block."
Before the engine even cooled, the windows were already clouding over with fog.
Katsuki was pulling her in close and hoisting her legs up until they were hooked firmly over his shoulders.
Space was limited, but he didn't let that slow him down—he snapped his hips forward, each thrust pressing her deeper into the cool leather.
"You like that?" Katsuki growled, his gaze locked onto hers—refusing to let her look away. "This is exactly what you've been craving all damn night."
There wasn’t a single inch of air left between them. He slammed back into her, a deep thrust that tore a desperate moan from her throat.
"That's it.." He hissed through gritted teeth as he felt her tighten around him. "Stop tryin' to be quiet."
"I told you this car was off-limits." He rasped, slowly pulling out. He left only the tip to tease her, his smirk widening as he felt her body practically beg for him to slide back in. "Yet here you are, shaking all over the backseat like you own it."
A low satisfied chuckle rumbled in his chest. He watched her unravel, her small pleas falling on his ears while her fingers gently dug deeper into his biceps.
"Look at what you're doing." Katsuki muttered, his gaze flicking down to where they were joined before dragging back up to her face. "Making a goddamn mess all over my interior."
There was no hiding the mess she was making—her slickness coating his cock and spilling over onto the seats.
"Please, Katsuki—keep going.." He didn't need to be told twice.
Grunting at her plea, he buried himself inside her with one heavy, bottoming-out thrust before immediately returning to that relentless pace she loved.
"Fuck—Go ahead and ruin it, baby." He groaned, his voice nearly breaking as they both hit the edge. "I'll clean up your mess, then I'm gonna ruin you all over again back here."
Katsuki was a fanatic about his interior, but apparently, her soaking his leather was the only mess he tolerated.
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What is wrong with being obsessed with an ass, right?
Bakugo physically cannot sleep unless he is completely glued to your backside. Even when he’s dead tired, he’ll violently yank you back-first against his bare chest, his large hands clamping onto your waist to pull your ass flush against his lap. His thick, heavy length is always semi-hard and nestled perfectly between your cheeks, throbbing lazily against you all night.
ugh!!! if you try to shift away because his body heat is boiling you, he completely loses it. Even half-asleep, his grip will tighten like an iron vise, and he'll let out a low, warning growl as he shoves his face directly into the valley of your ass. He literally buries his nose and mouth right against your bare skin, inhaling your scent from right there just to quiet his brain down enough to sleep.
Waking up is the most feral part because his morning wood is absolutely brutal. You’ll wake up to him already rock-hard and slick, deliberately grinding his heavy weight right against your dripping heat from behind. Before you can even open your eyes, his hand will shove your face into the pillow, his voice a ruined, sleepy rasp against your neck: "Don't fucking move—you're taking it right now," before he drives himself completely home.
cw: smut, perv!izuku, fem!reader, mutual masturbation (kinda? idk im kinda slow), college au, roommates. lmk if i missed anything :)
a/n: i recently finished mha so bare with me, i will be writing alot about the boys, i miss them so bad fml :/
𖤓 Izuku was losing his mind. He never expected college would torture him like this– forcing him to live with you. The sweetest, most oblivious little tease he’d ever met.
His hand moved slowly up and down his thick cock, thumb smearing the steady leak of precum over the flushed head. A low, shaky breath left his lips as he leaned back against the headboard, eyes squeezed shut, sweatpants bunched around his thighs.
Through the thin wall separating your rooms, he could hear you.
Soft, frustrated whines. The wet, filthy sound of your fingers desperately pumping into your pussy. You sounded so close to tears, like you’d cry if you couldn’t cum soon.
“Fuck…” he whispered, tightening his grip.
He knew it was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t be jerking off to the sound of his roommate touching herself. But how could he stop? Not when you pranced around the dorm in those tiny sleep shorts that barely covered your ass. Not when your nipples poked through those thin tops every morning. Not when you got drunk and crawled into his lap, whining about how much you missed him, only to act like nothing happened when you sobered up.
His hand moved faster, the slick fap fap fap growing louder as he imagined you spread open on your bed, fingers buried deep inside that pretty cunt.
Then he heard it.
A broken little whimper of his name.
“Izuku…”
His hips jerked hard as thick ropes of cum spilled over his fist, painting his abs and chest. He bit down on his lip to keep from groaning your name loud enough for you to hear.
cw: smut, perv!izuku, fem!reader, mutual masturbation (kinda? idk im kinda slow), college au, roommates. lmk if i missed anything :)
a/n: i recently finished mha so bare with me, i will be writing alot about the boys, i miss them so bad fml :/
𖤓 Izuku was losing his mind. He never expected college would torture him like this– forcing him to live with you. The sweetest, most oblivious little tease he’d ever met.
His hand moved slowly up and down his thick cock, thumb smearing the steady leak of precum over the flushed head. A low, shaky breath left his lips as he leaned back against the headboard, eyes squeezed shut, sweatpants bunched around his thighs.
Through the thin wall separating your rooms, he could hear you.
Soft, frustrated whines. The wet, filthy sound of your fingers desperately pumping into your pussy. You sounded so close to tears, like you’d cry if you couldn’t cum soon.
“Fuck…” he whispered, tightening his grip.
He knew it was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t be jerking off to the sound of his roommate touching herself. But how could he stop? Not when you pranced around the dorm in those tiny sleep shorts that barely covered your ass. Not when your nipples poked through those thin tops every morning. Not when you got drunk and crawled into his lap, whining about how much you missed him, only to act like nothing happened when you sobered up.
His hand moved faster, the slick fap fap fap growing louder as he imagined you spread open on your bed, fingers buried deep inside that pretty cunt.
Then he heard it.
A broken little whimper of his name.
“Izuku…”
His hips jerked hard as thick ropes of cum spilled over his fist, painting his abs and chest. He bit down on his lip to keep from groaning your name loud enough for you to hear.
cw: smut, bakudeku x sub!reader, fem!reader, softdom!izuku, harddom!bakugo, dacryphilia, overstim, fingering, spanking, cunnilingus. lmk if i forgot anything :)
a/n: this is my first drabble, lmk if you fw it ;)
𖤓 It wasn’t planned to end up between your two boyfriends on a Saturday night, getting fucked dumb. To be fair, none of this was really your fault. They always told you that you could have anything you wanted, so of course you bought the cutest pair of heels after they already told you no.
That’s how you ended up here, back against Katsuki’s chest while his fingers tugged and pinched at your puffy nipples.
“I-I said I’m sorry,” you whined, feeling him press open-mouthed kisses to your neck as Izuku’s fingers pumped deep into your soaked pussy.
They’d kept you like this for over thirty minutes, refusing to let you cum, the expensive heels still on your feet.
“So messy already,” Izuku murmured, voice soft but firm. “You really want to cum that bad, pretty girl?”
Your hips jerked when he curled his fingers just right. “Yes! p-please, zuku-”
Katsuki’s hand suddenly came down in a sharp slap against your clit, making you cry out.
“Too bad,” he growled. “You don’t get to cum just ‘cause you’re beggin’.”
Izuku kept his pace steady for a moment before he leaned down, replacing his fingers with his mouth. His tongue dragged through your folds before latching onto your swollen clit, sucking gently.
“F-Fuck—! I-I can’t, it’s too much! hic- g’na cum, zuku please!” Fat globs of tears run down your cheeks, bottom lip trembling.
Katsuki gripped your face, forcing you to look at him. “No the fuck you’re not. Brats don’t get to cum.” His tongue laps up your tears with his hand wrapped tightly around your throat.
Izuku pulled back just enough to speak, his voice still soft even as his breath fanned over your clit. “Just a little more, pretty girl. You can take it.”
Your thighs shook as you tried to squirm away, tears brimming in your eyes. “Can’t- s’too much, please-!”
Katsuki slapped your clit again, harsher this time. “Stop whining. You’re not cumming until we say so.”
izuku midoriya starts tearing up as soon as his cockhead pushes into your gummy walls.
his body shudders as he threatens to collapse on top of you. various pleas and whines escape his mouth, your name on his tongue like a prayer.
“please, oh fuck— you’re so tight for me”
“you’re so so perfect, my love”
“please! god, you’re so beautiful”
he doesn’t know what he’s pleading for. but he knows he’s pleading for you.
and that’s all he can think about.
izuku’s hair falls in front of his eyes like a curtain, but his lovesick haze can’t be hidden behind the strands.
his hand grip yours tightly as he thrusts his tip in and out of your pretty hole. it’s too much for him, his dripping mushroom tip leaks and dribbles into and around your cunt as proof.
his free hand slides down your body, caressing your breasts and lingering along your tummy. finally, it reaches its home between your thighs. izuku’s thumb rubs sloppy circles around your clit, as he shakes from pleasure.
his forehead drops to meet yours as fat tears squeeze themselves out of his eyes and onto your cheeks.
“can i? oh please, baby, can i?” izuku babbles.
he’s trying to take it slow, to tease you even more with his painfully hard erection, but he was fraying at the edges. every choked out call of your name begged you to let him sink into you.
once you let him, izuku was eager to push the rest of himself into your warm pussy. his balls hit against you, heavy and aching.
his thrusts quickly transformed from slow and cautious to sporadic and desperate. every moan floated above the squelches of your pussy sucking him in and the slap of skin against skin.
his thumb that circled your puffy clit began stuttering, as did izuku’s hips. he was shaking, face buried into your neck because everything was too much to handle.
“please, baby. fuck, i need you! cum with me, please!” he cried, hot tears falling against your skin.
your pussy clenched around him deliciously, and he was a goner. izuku sobbed into your neck while he emptied himself into your fluttery cunt, hot and filling.
as you came, he kept humping you desperately, his sensitive cock dragging along your sloppy walls.
izuku didn’t bother to pull out as he kissed up your neck to the spot below your ear.
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❥ IN WHICH, Katsuki’s car is strictly spotless, but when Y/N is a soaking mess—it's the only mess he’s more than happy to let his wife leave on the leather.
Katsuki’s car was perfectly maintained, smelling of rich leather and his signature cologne with every inch of the interior kept in perfect condition.
Anyone else in his car got an earful about not leaving a single piece of trash behind.
Katsuki rarely let Y/N touch her own car keys, insisting on driving her himself whenever she needed to go anywhere.
He steered effortlessly with one hand while the other rested on her thigh, his wedding band glinting under every passing streetlamp.
He kept his eyes on the road but sensed her stare, catching her lingering gaze that had been stuck on him since they left the restaurant.
"Got somethin' to say?" He asked, his thumb pressing firmly into her thigh. "What's goin' on in that head of yours?"
She didn’t answer immediately, the heavy tension in the car making her breath hitch as she covered his hand with her own, staring at his fingers while her body heated up.
"Just thinking.." She finally whispered. The warmth from his hand that drifted closer to her inner thigh made her anticipation to get home stronger than ever—she wanted the comfort of their home, but the wait was turning into an ache. "How much longer?"
Katsuki glanced at the dashboard. "Forty-five minutes."
He heard her soft sigh as he slowed down for a red light, before turning his head to find her watching him with heavy eyes that told him everything.
"If you keep looking at me like that, we aren't making it past the next block."
Before the engine even cooled, the windows were already clouding over with fog.
Katsuki was pulling her in close and hoisting her legs up until they were hooked firmly over his shoulders.
Space was limited, but he didn't let that slow him down—he snapped his hips forward, each thrust pressing her deeper into the cool leather.
"You like that?" Katsuki growled, his gaze locked onto hers—refusing to let her look away. "This is exactly what you've been craving all damn night."
There wasn’t a single inch of air left between them. He slammed back into her, a deep thrust that tore a desperate moan from her throat.
"That's it.." He hissed through gritted teeth as he felt her tighten around him. "Stop tryin' to be quiet."
"I told you this car was off-limits." He rasped, slowly pulling out. He left only the tip to tease her, his smirk widening as he felt her body practically beg for him to slide back in. "Yet here you are, shaking all over the backseat like you own it."
A low satisfied chuckle rumbled in his chest. He watched her unravel, her small pleas falling on his ears while her fingers gently dug deeper into his biceps.
"Look at what you're doing." Katsuki muttered, his gaze flicking down to where they were joined before dragging back up to her face. "Making a goddamn mess all over my interior."
There was no hiding the mess she was making—her slickness coating his cock and spilling over onto the seats.
"Please, Katsuki—keep going.." He didn't need to be told twice.
Grunting at her plea, he buried himself inside her with one heavy, bottoming-out thrust before immediately returning to that relentless pace she loved.
"Fuck—Go ahead and ruin it, baby." He groaned, his voice nearly breaking as they both hit the edge. "I'll clean up your mess, then I'm gonna ruin you all over again back here."
Katsuki was a fanatic about his interior, but apparently, her soaking his leather was the only mess he tolerated.
katsuki with a shy girl who only lets him eat her out if he has a blanket over his head...
he tried to do it a couple times before, only to be met with your thighs clenched around his head and your face stuffed in a pillow — pulling him up by the collar of his shirt as you ignore the ache between your thighs and mutter that he "doesn't have to do that"
and katsuki knows what he can do, prides himself on knowing how to eat pussy, how to make his girl feel good — and he's determined to get to the bottom of this.
so, the next time he's kissing down the valley of your cleavage and feels his hair being tugged as he reaches for your waistband, he decides enough is enough.
"why won't you let me do this"
your hands loosen their grip in his hair, "katsuki—"
"please, you're killing me here" he mutters, bringing one of your hands towards his lips as he kisses your palm, "just wanna make you feel good"
it's clear he wasn't taking your excuses this time, especially when he can see your slick soaking the thin fabric of your panties when his mouth gets just a little too close.
so, you give him an ultimatum...
and katsuki's mouth is ruthless, as if he's been depraved from something so divine all his life — because he has. his head bobbing under the sheets as he listens to your stifled moans. he comes up for air between licks, forehead dewy and hair stuck to his face as he watches you with glossy eyes.
and katsuki never complains, cause if this is the only way to have you as loud as he wants you to be — he'll choose that damn blanket every time.
a/n: do we fuck with the blurbs horndogs? i like writing them when i feel like i have an idea that doesn't need a whole fic 🤔 also then i can provide for your freakiness a little faster ykyk -> masterlist. | comments and reblogs greatly appreciated! 💋
