big boba

me on tumblr for 2d men :

I love this sooo much it really fits him 😭😭😭 bless his mom now i wanna meet her 🤭🥰

⌕ tomura shigaraki.

‹𝟹 warnings . . . virgin!tomura, nipple play, experienced!reader, fem!reader, established relationship, self dumbification?? (Is that a thing?), shiggy just loves your pu$$y sfm.

‹𝟹. . . day one : first time.

his body nearly collapses atop of yours as he feels your velvet lined walls encase his aching cock for the first time. he’s always imagined what you felt like but he never imagined this. his eyes rolls back into his head, shutting his eyes tightly, he moans softly.

he slowly pushes himself deeper , feeling you clench around him. you could feel the veins in his cock , massage your walls. the slowness of his strokes made you want him even more. he drags himself in and out very slowly, very delicately. trying not to cum to fast.

“toma..please”

hearing you beg for him made his heart race, his mind go blank. seeing your eyes blown wide, filled with lust and desire drove him insane, nearly making him dizzy. You pull him closer to you , kissing him gently. you kisses ignite a fire in his core he can’t contain. his hips begin to pick up pace and soon every thrust was ruthless. he lays his forehead against yours, some his hair escaping the ponytail. he thrust a few more times before he spills deep within you, he so lost in the feeling of you , he continues to fuck into you through his orgasm. even though he is sensitive he can’t stop , he doesn’t want to stop. you feel to good.

Back in my Ethan hawke era babes

kenma is very nonchalant. he doesn’t care who may hear you gasp and moan when he’s fucking you. he wants people to know that only he can please you. even if those people happen to be your parents.

you’re being fucked mercilessly in the doggy position, and all you could do was grab at the sheets and cry into the pillow your face was buried in. kenma didn’t like that one bit, so he pulls you up against him, your back resting on his smooth chest. one hand locking both your wrist behind your back and the other gripping your throat as he now pounds into you at a god-like pace with ease. the sound of squelching and soft whimpers echo throughout the room. your jaw went slack each time he gripped your throat tighter, nails digging into the soft skin.

“scream for me, baby, do it,” he demands, pressing a small kiss on your earlobe.

it takes you a while to fully grasp what he is saying because he clearly knows that your parents were fast asleep on the other side of the wall. he could feel you tense at such a request, and he knew exactly why.

“i don’t give a fuck about your parents right now. so open that pretty little mouth of yours and scream.” you don’t say a word but instead whine and plead for him to slow down. 

“i’m fucking you good, aren’t i? so let me hear you thank me.” kenma’s voice lowered an octave, and his thrust started to become irregular and sloppy.

“fuck.” was all you could muster as you tried to hold yourself upright—coil tightening in your core with each graze of your sweet spot. 

“no-no. you know how i want it,” he whispered against your ear. the tickle from his warm breath sent you into a frenzy, and your body began to shake and pull away from him. he smiled, watching you come undone by his subtle gesture. the sound of your uncontrollable whimpers and moans satisfied his needs tremendously. so he let go of you and watched as you fell forward—crying out his name. he threw his head back, running his hands through his two-toned locks and smiled up a the ceiling. probably blessing whatever god for your outburst, he gripped your hips to keep you in place and fucked you till he reached his own high. as overstimulated as you were, he didn’t care cause it just made you scream louder for him, nails scratching at the sheets and tears dampen your cheeks; he came within the second. 

The Magician