hanta has no idea how the others convinced bakugou to let them use his pool to host his surprise birthday party. he wonders if they paid him or something, even though all of their combined bank accounts probably look like mere pennies compared to bakugou’s.

whatever means they used - since he really, really doubts the power of friendship was enough - he can’t complain. at all. and among all of the amazing things he can name about this party, one’s been sticking out the most since he arrived— you.

you, in that bikini that’s been making him lose his mind for the past couple hours. one look at you and he was already dumb— he hadn’t even lit up his first joint, by the way.

he remembers you, a friend of mina’s, who had most likely “warned” you about him. whatever that means. because you clearly weren’t there for him, caught up in a conversation with kyouka for over twenty minutes now - not like he’d been counting - holding a beer that was dangerously close to toppling over and spill all over you every time you threw your head back in a laugh.

now, it’s not like he would’ve minded the sight.

“—hello, hanta!” denki kicks his shin again, rudely interrupting his thoughts. he has to peel his eyes away from you, only to be met with his best friend’s obnoxious face and red-rimmed eyes. “you’re gonna pass that or not? you’re not even smoking! are you out of it already?”

“huh?” he mumbles distractedly, eyeing the burning joint between his fingers. “hm, here,” he takes a quick drag, letting the smoke melt on his tongue as he hands it to denki, who’s currently sprawled out on the lawn chair next to his.

his honeyed eyes dart to where his friend was staring at before, putting the joint to his lips. “man, are you seriously ruining your own birthday party by being hung up on her? go talk to her or somethin’!”

hanta brushes him off with a groan. “mina’s told her stuff,” he shakes his head. “dunno what, though, it’s clear she doesn’t want to talk to me. i mean, she didn’t even say happy birthday when i arrived.”

“yikes,” denki cringes.

“tell me about it.”

as he’s mid-stretching his neck, a head of fiery red intrudes in his field of vision. “yo, birthday boy! are you planning to stay there and sulk all night? we’re gonna play volley in the pool.”

hanta almost rejects eijirou’s offer when he sees you getting in the water with mina.

“you know what? sure, c’mon denks,” he pats his friend’s thigh, who scrambles to put out the joint in the ashtray katsuki gave them - neither of them even dares to think what their punishment would be - and follow suit.

“took you guys long enough,” kyouka rolls her eyes as the three boys approach. “we’ve already formed teams.”

“oh man, without me? i wanted to be captain!” eijirou pouts. “sorry, bubba, but kats and i beat you to it,” mina chirps, sticking her tongue out with a victorious grin. “you’re in katsuki’s team, denks and hanta are in mine!”

quickly scanning the water, hanta sees you’re in mina’s team. if he plays his cards right, maybe he still has a chance to shoot his shot. is he good at volleyball? no, and he’s definitely at even more of a disadvantage, playing in the water and being high.

he just has to think of a way to impress you that doesn’t involve his skills, or lack thereof.

the opportunity finally came when katsuki, the competitive motherfucker that he is, spiked the ball at full speed towards you. he barely made it, hands wrapping around your middle to whip you around and shield you with his body when the ball hit him square in the face.

everything went black after that.

hanta’s head is throbbing, the kind of headache he’s used to getting the morning after getting wasted for a whole night, the uncomfortable ache that knocks him out for a whole day.

“—hanta? hey, he’s waking up!” an angelic voice breaches through his dazed mind, followed by the feeling of soft fingers patting his cheek. the dream-like vision doesn’t last long, though, a pair of angry crimson eyes boring into his. “oi! better wake the fuck up!”

he’s definitely conscious now.

“jesus, bakugou, get out of my face,” he shoves katsuki away with a groan, blinking hard as he gets used again to the golden light of the setting sun. he’s lying on the stone tiles that line the pool, some of his friends watching him from the water, all with the same relieved look on their faces.

“yeah! our hero is awake!” eijirou cheers, throwing his fist up in the air, only to be elbowed in the ribs by kyouka.

“i guess he really is a hero, huh?” he finally realizes who the angelic voice he heard before belongs to— you. of course, it was you. kneeling on the grass next to him, big eyes looking down at him framing a soft, beautiful smile.

maybe he was dead and this was his heaven?

“whatever, i already apologized,” katsuki is sulking, sitting on the edge of the pool with his legs in the water. mina comes up from behind him, smacking the back of his head. “you apologized to her, but not to hanta!” she scolds the blond, who growls in protest but eventually relents.

“sorry.”

everyone goes back to other stuff after making sure that hanta was okay. he was in good hands, after all.

you hadn't left his side yet, only to give katsuki the ice pack he had brought out, then immediately coming back to him. he’s sitting up now, hands behind his back to hold himself up.

he’s really trying not to stare at you, at the way your bikini is hugging your body, so close to him. hanta hopes his soaked swimming trunks aren’t going to betray him, at least not until you’re gone.

“y’know, you didn’t have to be such a show off on your birthday. it’s already a special day,” you tease, lightly bumping your shoulder against his.

he should come up with some smooth reply, he thinks, something that makes him look nonchalant and cool, but all his brain can conjure at the moment is a dumb ”buh”. and, well, he can’t have that.

“not special enough to earn a birthday wish from you, though. had to take it up a notch to show i’m worthy, or somethin’.”

your eyes widen, and hanta dies inside. he said it without thinking, and now he definitely looks like a huge, pretentious piece of shit.

“i didn’t? oh my god i’m so sorry!” your hand comes to rest on top of his over the damp grass, and now you’re even closer than before, your chest almost squished against his bicep. “you were busy talking to your friends, and then i got pulled away…and i was too embarrassed to just come up to you out of nowhere.”

your voice is small, and he realizes you genuinely do feel bad for it. “hey,” he almost purrs. “you’re fine, i mean it. your gift will make up for it,” he teases, flashing you a grin.

you giggle, shoulders relaxing in relief. your fingers interlock with his between the blades of grass, leaning over to whisper something in his ear. “i’ve got two, actually. but i guess this also counts as thanks for saving me, earlier.”

hanta opens his mouth to speak but you don’t let him, closing the distance between your lips. it’s more of a peck than an actual kiss, with you immediately pulling back, eyes scanning his for a reaction. he doesn’t speak, his other hand finding your hip to haul you over his lap to kiss you again.

you both fall back into the grass, limbs tangling and lips smacking like some teenagers with no self control. you almost miss katsuki’s barked scolding, sliding window open to yell at you to “not fuck on his yard, or anywhere in or near his house”.

when you finally break away, your lips are puffy and kiss-bitten, looking like an absolute dream.

“y’know,” you whisper, still not quite peeling yourself off of him just yet. “we could make it three gifts if you take me back to your place tonight.”

man, this might be hanta’s best birthday yet.

┊┊a/n. happy birthday hanta they should've put you in the new season of my hero ultra rumble you would be my main :(

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bakugou doesn't want to admit it, but he's obsessed with you, within barely a month of actually dating you.

you settled on the stool in the kitchen, eyes droopy with sleep, the slight chill of mint toothpaste still lingering in your mouth, yawning you looked at bakugou.

"hi." you grinned, toothy and wide, eyes squinted shut at the mere site of him, "what are you upto, handsome?" teasing and cheeky, so early in the morning, your be the death of him.

"nothing." he mumbled, cheeks dusted with a rosy hue, eyes darting between you and the decor he had on his walls, "made you breakfast."

plate of savoury pancakes placed on the counter beside you, followed by a glass of water, cup of steaming coffee rested beside him on the counter, strict with his rule of no coffee on empty stomach.

"this isn't nothing." you quipped, leaning over to grasp at his hand, pulling him closer so he stood between your legs, albeit at least 3 foot taller from were you sat on the stool, "did you wake up extra early for this?"

you squeeze your thighs around his, fingers fiddling with the hem of his apron, looping and unlooping around the straps, grazing touches that leave behind a tingling sensation.

"had to wake up early anyways." shrugging his shoulders, he meted in your hold, body absentmindedly chasing your touch, his own hands coming to rest on your cheeks, "eat up, you have a long shift today."

you tilted your head, pressing a kiss against the pad of his thumb, mischievous glint in your eyes, as your lips parted and swallowed his digit, cheeks hollowing softly.

bakugou shuddered, letting out a weak sigh, feeling himself harden to full mast, breakfast, work, all pushed back to the back of his mind, one cheeky little gesture and he's ready to go back to bed.

you pull away, thumb slipping out of our mouth, glossy with a sheen layer of spit, wiping your mouth, with the back of your hand, you turned towards the counter, "I'll have to give you something to eat too."

oh, you will.

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synopsis— you meet stoner!denki at a party and he cheers you up?

warnings: smut so, MDNI!!! pinv sex. unprotected sex. EATER DENKI!! multiple orgasms. tummy bulge. praise. semi-public sex. use of marijuana and alcohol. mentions of cheating. getting together in the end?

note: uhh so i really don’t know if anyone’s actually going to see, or much less enjoy this. this is my first time writing something like this, im not sure if its going to be amazing. though, ill try my best. hope you enjoy!!

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you waller and grumble into the plush sheets of your bed, listening to your bestfriend—Mina make excuses on why you should go out tonight. all you can do is groan.

“minaaa…i already said no. why must you keep this up?” you grumble out, rubbing your temples. why would you even want to go out? you’ve been rotting away all week since the break up.

your boyfriend cheated, when you found out, he had no remorse for his actions. he didn’t care, he was so nonchalant. after a whole two year relationship, how could he just toss it away?

“girl, seriously? you’re just going to continue to rot here in this bed?” mina protests, hand on her hips, giving a look of disapproval.

“mina…you know what i’m going through, can’t you just leave me be?” you let out a sigh, sitting up against the headboard. your hands fall to your lap.

“no. nope. don’t give me that. you know i feel for you. but are you really going to sit here and let the actions of that dickhead dictate you forever?” mina sits beside you on the bed, taking one of your hands in hers.

you open your mouth to speak, but mina gets there before you do. “cmon, what happened to my bestfriend? i miss her.” mina’s hand squeezes yours gently, her eyes tracing your face.

gosh, that woman always had a way with her words. it was always hard to say no to her. you know she means no harm, and honestly you miss her to. you miss who you used to be.

“fine. one condition.” you mutter, sitting up more properly. mina’s whole face lights up and her posture straightens. “yes? yes, anything!” she squeezes your hand once more.

“if he shows up, i dip. if i feel too out of place, i dip.” you say, voice soft but serious. mina respects your wishes, honestly just excited your finally agreeing.

“of course, whatever helps you feel comfortable. though, i have a feeling you’ll have a good time.” she says, a grin so slightly forming on her face that you almost don’t catch it. you give her a skeptical look.

“what’s that supposed to mean mina?” you cock a suspicious brow at her. “oh nothing!” mina hops up from the bed.

“alright, now chop chop. the parties in an hour and you need to fix…this.” she gestures to you as a whole. you take a look down at yourself. chocolate ice cream and chip crumbs from two nights ago stains your shirt. you sigh, dragging yourself to the shower. mina claps to herself and plops on your bed to wait.

once you’re out the shower, it’s like a movie makeover montage. mina’s curling your hair, then caking your face with makeup, then putting you in what may be one of the skimpiest dresses you own.

she’s having way too much fun with this. when she finishes up, you finally take a good look at yourself in the mirror. your eyes trace your face, then down your body. the dress hugs you perfectly, the deep black color bringing out the dark hues in your eyes.

you look….hot. you look the best you have in quite some time. “i look…” mina interrupts before you can finish. “sexy, i know. i’m a miracle worker what can i say” her voice crackles from behind you. looking up to meet her eyes through the reflection of the mirror, a small grin on her face.

“okay…ouch” you grumble in slight offense. that felt like such a backhanded compliment. “oh come on, you know i didn’t mean it like that. i’m just saying, you look fucking sexy and i love this look on you.” she rests her chin on your shoulder. her words make a small smile plaster on your face as your eyes rake over your reflection once more.

you hardly have time to relish in the moment before she’s dragging you to the door. “alright, let’s go. party already started!” she drags you by your hand.

you have no idea what tonight has in store for you. though, you’d be lying if you said there wasn’t a bit of excitement brewing in your gut. all you can do is hope it’s a good night.

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you and mina pull up to a house, seemingly kirishima’s. you can see the people through the windows, it’s packed. she drags you to the door, the music blaring so loud it vibrates the floorboards beneath your feet.

she drags you through the crowd of people and straight to the drink station. she pours two double shots of vodka. “to a good night!” she beams, clinking the shot glass to yours. you smile and you both drink the shot down.

she pulls you through the crowd, spinning you to the music. you laugh in amusement as she guides you further. you come to the sliding glass door that’s already open.

stepping out into the backyard, there’s not many people at all. it’s way quieter, you sigh in relief. that is until a loud voice cuts through the air. “MINAAA” the redhead runs to her, lifting and spinning her. she squeals and giggles in his arms.

he sets her back to her feet and his eyes flick to yours. “y/nnn, long time no see!” he gives you a respectful side hug. you chuckle. “hey kiri, mina finally convinced me to come out.”

“well, i have a feeling you won’t regret it.” a grin spreads on his face, almost the same as mina did earlier today. something’s definitely up, but you shrug it off. kiri walks off, leaving you standing with mina.

suddenly the smell of marijauna hits your nose. your head turns in the direction of it. you’re met with the sight of, a guy you’re not quite familiar with. you know he has to be mina and kiri’s friend, you’ve seen him on kiri’s story before.

your eyes fall upon him, taking in his appearance. blonde hair with a black streak, beautiful golden eyes, piercings in his eyebrow, nose, lip.

the guy sits back in a lawn chair, carefully and skillfully rolling a blunt with his fingers. he laughs to something kirishima said, you assume. his eyes meet yours, he gives you a friendly smile.

you return it before turning to mina. “mina, who the fuck is that?” you ask, gesturing to the blonde beside kirishima. a grin grows on her face as her eyes flick to the blonde, then to you. “taking a liking of denki, i see.” she hums out in an almost amused tone.

“well yeah, he’s totally my type, it’s almost like..” you pause, turning back to mina. realization hits you, fast. “almost like this was planned. seriously mina?” you grumble.

“okay im sorry, i know i shouldn’t have but i set this up. i just really think you two would get on well, and like you said..hes totally your type!” her voice rings out apologetic but also hopeful. you groan, rubbing your temples. “you’re very lucky i love you and can’t stay mad at you.” you sigh. mina takes you in a hug, apologetic and full of love.

“i love you too, now go talk to him!” she gives you a nudge, you almost stumble. her voice calls out once more. “kiri! let’s go, i wanna play beer pong!!” she sing songs and he perks up. kirishima daps up the blonde, muttering a quick “see ya bro.” mina drags him inside, closing the sliding glass door behind them. smirking at me as she slides it closed, leaving only denki and i in the backyard.

“i can’t believe them.” you scoff. you hear a soft chuckle behind you, turning to let your eyes meet the sound. denki’s shoulder shake slightly. “they definitely set us up.” he chuckles, his tongue gliding along the wrapping paper of the blunt to stick it together.

you plop down into the lawn chair beside him with a slight sigh. “so, you’re denki. i’m y/n.” you hold your hand out to shake his. he snorts a small laugh at the formality.

he dusts off his had that was preoccupied rolling a blunt. he shakes your hand, a look of amusement on his face. “i know who you are, pretty. no need to be so formal.” he chuckles, pulling his hand back to reach into his pocket. he pulls out a lighter and sparks up the blunt.

you chuckle. “sorry, i just get a little awkward around people i’m attracted to.” the words come out before you can even realize what you’d said. when you do, you face palm. “fuck, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to be so forward.” you grumble in embarrassment.

he chuckles again, smoke curling out his lips. “it’s okay, pretty. i’m flattered that a beautiful girl like you finds me attractive.” he smiles. his hand extends, handing the blunt over to you. “here, this will help you let loose. calm your nerves.”

you take the blunt with no second thought. you take a deep drag, a bit too much for you since it’s been a while. you erupt into a coughing fit. denki sits up, patting your back. “shit, are you okay?” his voice laced with apology and concern.

once the coughing fades, you sigh. “yeah i’m okay, just been a while. i just gotta take it easy.” you hum. you bring the blunt back to your lips. you take a smaller drag, the smoke fills your lungs and you exhale slowly. your body relaxes back into the lawn chair, smoke curling off your lips. denki smiles, taking the blunt back as you pass it to him.

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a silence stretches between you two as the high settles in. you both smoked the blunt until it burned out. your cheeks flush, your eyes feel heavy and your mind is at ease. denki turns his head to look at you.

his eyes trace trace your face. the flutter of your lashes when you blink, the flush on your cheeks, the curve of your nose, then your soft, plush, pink lips. “whatcha thinkin about?” he hums out, voice soft.

“this just feels nice. after spending so much time battling my emotions, it feels good to be at ease like this.” your voice is soft, eyes watching the stars, connecting each dot of the constellations. denki listens, he understands.

his voice rings out once more, soft. “i heard…about what happened with your ex. kiri told me about it. im so sorry. you don’t deserve that, y/n. you deserve someone devoted, someone who’s completely infatuated with you.” your head finally turns to look at him, you’re met with his eyes already looking at you.

“thank you denki, that’s really sweet.” you hum out softly. your eyes meeting his, then trail down his face, landing on the glint of his lip ring under the lights. you watch the smile form on his face, your eyes rising to meet his.

“if i didn’t know any better, id say it seems like you’re flirting with me, denki.” you smile, meeting his eyes. his grin spreads wider. “maybe i am, is it working?” he replies, voice soft. you smile, amused. “i think so..” you hum, your body absentmindedly leaning closer to his.

you’re both close enough now that if you lean any further forward, your breaths will be mingling. suddenly his hand come up, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. your eyes meet and you swear his eyes are glowing, but that must just be the affect of the weed.

his eyes sparkle in the night, his palm resting on your cheek. your face leans into his hand, almost simultaneously. his eyes flick to your slightly parted lips, then up to your eyes. “may i kiss you? please..” his voice comes out in a whisper.

you nod, almost immediately. he smiles before closing the gap between you. his lips press to yours, soft. you hum, reciprocating the kiss. his tongue glides across your bottom lip like asking for permission.

when you part your lips more, his head tilts to deepen it. his tongue meets yours in a slow, almost sensual dance. he hums against your mouth.

your lips and tongue move in tandem with eachother. the kiss makes you feel like your being hypnotized. his hand leaves your cheek to cradle the back of your head.

you feel something, something cool dragging against your tongue. you pull back, only half an inch, breath fanning against his lips. “what’s that? is there something in your mouth?” you whisper. he doesn’t speak, just sticks his tongue out. and there it is, the shiny silver metal ball in the middle of his tongue.

“holy shit, your tongues pierced? that’s…hot” you breath, eyes meeting his as he smiles. he just leans into to capture your lips again. you comply instantly. lips moving together, tongues gliding in a rhythmic dance.

once the kiss pulls apart, only enough to speak. both of your panting breaths meet. “d’you wanna go to somewhere more private?” he huffs softly against your lips. you nod immediately, he chuckles and takes your hand.

he leads you inside through the sliding glass door, the music hits you. he takes you to the basement, a sign on the door saying “keep out”. you both ignore that and slip inside before anyone sees you.

when you both enter the basement, it’s set up like and extra apartment. a bathroom, kitchen, bedroom. so of course, he leads you to the bedroom. slipping in and closing the door behind you both, locking it.

he turns back to face you, and you’re on eachother in an instant. your lips clash, tongues meeting instantly. your arms loop around his shoulders. his hands land on your waist, backing you into the bed.

your knees buckle and you fall onto the mattress, denki follows you down. the kiss heated and needy. his hands wander, pulling your thigh up over his hip. his hand runs up your side to the strap of your dress.

the kiss breaks, his voice rough and ragged now. “can i take it off, pretty?” you nod, that’s all the permission he needs. he slides the strap down, pulling the dress off your body. you’re now left in just your frail, lace panties.

“you’re so beautiful..” he whispers, coming up to press his lips to yours again. he breaks the kiss only to take off his shirt, tossing it. your eyes light up. he’s more built than you expected, sleeper build that’s for sure.

he comes back down, face in your neck. he trails wet, open-mouthed kisses down the flushed skin. you let out a soft breath. one of his hands come up cupping your breast. his gives a generous squeeze, thumb brushing over your peaked nipple.

his lips trail down over your collarbone, down to your breast. he presses a kiss to your nipple before taking it into his mouth, sucking and licking. he alternates between both breasts, sucking, groping and giving equal attention.

he lips trail down your stomach, lower and lower. “denki..” you breath out, stomach flexing beneath his kisses. “i know. i know baby. i’m gonna take care of you.” he press his lips right above your waistband.

his fingers curl into the fabric, tugging it down and off. the cool breeze hits your slick cunt, sending a chill down your spine. his hands find your thighs, spreading them. his lips trail along your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to where you need him most.

he uses his thumbs to spread you open, coating in your slick. “youre so wet, s’all for me pretty?” he murmurs, breath fanning against your needy pussy. “denki…please. can you just—” you breath out, interrupted by the feeling of his tongue dragging through your folds and circling your clit.

your body jerks, hips bucking into his mouth. he chuckles, the sound running through you. his tongue drags through you, collecting your slick then back up to circle your clit, sucking gently.

you let out a shaky sigh, hips grinding into his tongue. the cool metal of the piercing against your clit is electrifying. his fingers circle your drooling entrance once, twice, the plunge in deep and curling. you let out a moan, head falling back.

your fingers tangle in his hair and he pumps his fingers in a steady rhythm. he curls them deep, and scissors you open while his moth works your clit. he sucks, licks and hums into you. he eats you like you’re his last meal, his favorite to.

his hips rut against the mattress, his cock hard and leaking beneath his pants. he moans into you, the sound vibrating against your clit and through your body.

“you taste so fuckin good” he hums into you, doubling down his efforts to push you over the edge. his hips simultaneously grinding into the mattress. “fuck…denki— i’m gonna cum..” you moan out, hips bucking into his fingers and tongue.

his fingers curl deep, sucking your clit into his mouth. you tumble head on into your orgasm. denki doesn’t stop. he sucks up every bit of your release. fingers pumping slowly, tongue circling your clit to drag it out. “that’s it baby…let go f’me..” he almost moans into you.

once he finally pulls away, you’re breathless. his face messy with your slick, he wipes it away with the back of his hand. you pant softly, he comes up and meets your lips with his. his hands fidget with his belt.

you hear the clinking, his jeans come down and boxers following shortly after. he grips himself at the base, giving a slow stroke from base to tip. he moans into your mouth. the kiss breaking for a moment. “fuck…i need to feel you..” he rasps against your lips. his cock dragging through your slick walls in a slow grind.

he’s holding himself back so hard, you can tell by the way his hips stutter and his eyes flutter. “denki..i want this..” you whisper, cupping his cheek. his eyes flutter open to meet yours. “are you sure? i can’t hold back much longer. i don’t want to hurt you.” he whispers out, giving a long, slow grind to emphasize his point.

you nod, pressing your lips to his in a sweet kiss. when you pull back, his eyes meet yours. “fuck..okay. just tell me if it’s too much.” you nod. he grips himself at the base, lining his cock up with your entrance. he finally pushes in, the tip first and he swears he could cum just from this.

he pushes in slow, inch by inch. once he bottoms out, a moan rips from his throat. your warm, gummy walls hug him tightly. his forehead drops to your shoulder.

“can i move? fuck, please tell me i can move..” he grits out, barely holding himself back. you let out a shaky breath, and nod. “please..i need you” you whisper. denki pulls back, hands falling on your hips.

he pulls his hips back, before plunging his cock deep inside you again, the first thrust. then another, and another. denki’s eyes almost roll back. a moan tears from your throat, the sound makes his hips stutter. “shit…oh man…you feel so good..” he whimpers, actually whimpers. the sound turns you on even more, making you gush around his cock.

his thrusts are agonizing, he’s definitely still holding back. your brows screw together, lips parting. “denki…more..” you gasp between moans. “more? that’s what you want? okay pretty, i’ll give it all to you. let me know if it’s too much, i just can’t hold back anymore.”

before you get a chance to respond, he pulls out. he pushes your legs up to your chest, your ankles on his shoulders as he presses against you to keep you in place. his cock plunges into you fast, filling you up. his thrusts are almost punishing.

skin slapping against skin fills the room. each of his thrusts are punctuated by a moan from him. his thrusts punch guttural moans right out of you. the pleasure so intense you can hardly speak.

his thrusts are quick, steady, and rhythmic. his moans fall out right against your ear as he leans over you, kissing your face. “you’re perfect..taking me so well, sweet girl.” he moans, unfiltered and raw. his thrusts hit deep, your moans spilling out.

“s’good…haa— denki…” you gasp out of parted lips. denki’s hands find your thighs. he grabs the underneath of your knees, spreading you wiiiide open for him causing your hips to lift up off the bed.

he plunges in again, deep. his tip kisses your cervix at this angle. the veins of his thick cock dragging against your sweet spot. he moans as your walls tighten around him when he hits that spot. “right there baby? yeah?” he grins, voice airy from moans. “yes—! fuck denki, right there…” you start to babble now, head lolling back into the pillows as his hips meet yours in delicious thrusts that make your brain fuzzy.

he moans at your response. he hooks your legs around his hips and come down to kiss you. the kiss is messy and desperate but so good. his thrusts hit all the right places, your walls clench everytime he drives into your sweet spot. your pussy coating his cock in a creamy ring of arousal right at the base.

his hand travels between you both, finding your clit and rubbing fast, mean circles into it. your walls squeeze around him. your moan breaks the kiss. “fuck..you’re squeezing me so tight…this pussys so greedy huh baby?” he chuckles through the pleasure. “you gonna cum f’me pretty girl? i need to feel all of it, okay?” his thrusts turns harder.

his hips meet yours, skin slapping and your pussy making the most lewd squelching sounds. “you hear us baby? no one else ever gets this again, okay?” he grits out through ragged breaths, his thrusts never stop. your brain is so clouded by pleasure that you can hardly even speak, you just nod.

he suddenly pulls out. “no. no. i need words baby. i wanna hear you say it, i need you to say it.” you whine at the loss of contact. “denkiii…” you drag out. “what baby? i need you to listen to me, sweet girl.” he caresses your cheek. “no one else…only you.” the loss of contact almost makes you cry, you need it so bad.

you blink at him through glossy eyes. “oh don’t cry, pretty baby. that’s all i needed. i’ll take care of you now.” he presses a sweet kiss right below your eye. he reaches beside you, grabbing a pillow. “lift your hips f’me baby.” he hums out, and you comply instantly. he places the pillow beneath your hips and positions himself between your legs again.

his hands rest on your hips as he lines up at your oozing hole. he pushes in, all at once in a quick thrust. then he does it again, nearly pulling all the way out, then thrusting all the way in. his pace building, his cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. you let out a cry, arching into the pleasure. your head drops back into the pillow.

you can feel him everywhere, so deep. “shit baby, look. i’m in your stomach.” he moans out. your head lifts at the sound of him, then you see it. the bulge low in your stomach with each time he thrusts into you. he presses down gently, feeling himself fuck into you. “feel me this deep baby? s’all yours now..” he moans out, thrusting harder into your sloppy cunt.

your pussy gushes all around him with each drive of his cock into you. your walls tighten as you near your orgasm. his fingers finding your clit once again, rubbing fast circles. his thrusts turn erratic.

you cry out in pleasure. your sweet sounds fueling denki’s every move. his head drops back for a moment, hips stuttering. “denki— i’m so close..” you cry out, hips bucking into his. “i know baby, me too. let go f’me, i need to feel it.” he whimpers out, one hand landing on your hip for leverage as he thrusts into your warm, gummy walls.

your vision starts to white out, your mind fogging up. moans spilling from your lips as your face twists in ecstacy. denki’s thrust never falter, sending you into euphoria.

when your body locks up and your walls clamp around him, he knows you’re cumming. his thrusts slow, but have more force behind them. his fingers never stop on your clit.

“that’s it..juuust like that baby…” he coos, fucking you right into what may be the most intense orgasm of your life. you let out a guttural moan as your body trembles, your eyes roll into the back of your head as your orgasm sweeps you up.

you cum hard all over his cock, he picks his pace back up. he eyes watch were he thrusts into you with sloppy thrusts. he moans, balls tightening and he starts to tumble over the edge. “fuck— baby i’m cumming!” he gasps, pulling out last minute. his warm seed spurts out over your stomach.

he collapses against you, both of you panting. your hearts hammering in your chests, right against eachother. you stay like this, bodies wracking through the after shocks.

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once you’ve both calmed down. he lifts his body off of yours. your eyes lids heavy with exhaustion blinking up at him. he presses a sweet kiss to your lips. “are you okay, baby?” he hums softly. you give a nod and a small smile, too sleepy to talk just yet.

his eyes flick down between you both, seeing the mess you’ve created. he chuckles softly. “let me clean you up, pretty.” he kisses the corner of your mouth before lifting off of you. he grabs his boxers from the floor and puts them on before exiting the room.

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once he returns, he has a cold water bottle in one hand, a warm, damp rag in the other. he helps you sit up and hands you the water bottle. you crack to bottle open as denki starts to clean you up.

he places a soft hand on your thigh, taking the rag to clean you up gently in case you’re feeling sore. he wipes up your stomach, and the mess between your legs. once you’re all clean, he tosses the rag into the dirty hamper across the room.

he comes over, grabbing your discarded panties off the floor. he slides them up your legs until they sit on your hips. then he grabs his own discarded shirt off the floor and puts it over your head. you lift your arms to assist him.

once you’re all cleaned up, your body relaxes back into the bed. you let out a soft sigh. denki crawls up beside you, lifting the blanket over the two of you. he pulls you into his chest, a gentle hand carding through your hair.

you feel content, the silence stretches for a few moments. not an awkward silence, just basking in the feeling of this intimacy.

after a moment, you tilt your head up to look at him. your eyes meet his. his hand rests on your cheek, brushing under your eye. “what is it, baby?” he hums softly. “i was just hoping that this isn’t just a one time thing..” you reply, eyes flicking between his.

his thumb stills against your cheek. “one time thing? after all that? of course not.” he says, voice soft and affectionate. “i just…i like the way it feels being with you.” you hum, pressing your face into him palm. “so do i, baby. which is why im going to take you on a proper date. i want to court you, buy you flowers, smoke with you late at night, cuddle and be all lazy with you in the mornings.” his thumb brushes over the apple of your cheek softly. “this wasn’t just a quick fuck for me. i really like you, y/n. i want to show you what it’s like to be with someone who cares, someone who’s worthy of your heart.”

his words could almost bring tears to your eyes. you smile, you can feel the genuineness in his words and that’s enough to believe him. “i’d love that, denks.” you hum softly. a smile spreads on his lips. “good, cus i wasn’t asking.” his words make you snort a soft laugh. you lean up, closing the gap between you two with a deep, sweet and tender kiss.

you lay your head back on his chest. your heart feels so full. your mind is currupt with only one thought, that thought being denki. he holds you against him, one hand rubbing circles on your lower back, the other carding through your hair.

you hum in content, smiling to yourself at the thought of what’s to come with him. your heavy eyelids flutter closed, exhaustion winning the battle as sleep overtakes you.

soft snores and even breaths, you’re out. denki chuckles softly, presses a kiss to your hair before sleep takes him under to.

the party long forgotten, the “keep out” sign on the basement door wasn’t given a second thought— was probably another set up by kirishima and mina. who cares now, you’re just two people content and comfortable in each others embrace.

the rest of this will come in the morning. for now, cuddles and sleep matter much more.

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note: OKAYYY OKAYYY, HOW WAS THAT?? this is actually my first time writing something like this, especially smut so i’m sorry if it’s horrible. please give brutally honest feedback so i can correct anything. maybe leave a suggestion on what i should maybe do next? also, please forgive me if this isn’t set up to your liking, this is my first time and im still trying to figure out how tumblr works! that’s if anyone sees this lol😭. thank you, i hope you enjoy!!🤍

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