#arcaneapril

Listen you do NOT have to twist my arm for Vampire!Shinsou. Pretty sure my pupils dilated just at the thought. Here you go Nons! This could technically be a part 2 of Nectarous Night for this event or be a stand alone piece! Dividers by firefly-graphics!

𝔇𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔇𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔰

Vampire!Shinsou x Fem!Reader

Kinks/Warnings: Aphrodisiac, Somnophilia, Cunnilingus

You were supposed to be just a passing fancy. A quick feed and fuck and he would be on to hunt for other prey. But the chase to get you to surrender to him for the first time was too intoxicating. You were too intoxicating. Before he had even sank his fangs into you, his thoughts were so fixated on thoughts of you. Shinsou could not understand why. He had walked this earth for over one hundred years, seen many pretty faces, heard many sweet moans and yet none seemed to compare to you. Why was he so fixed on you? He couldn’t help but wonder that as he slipped into your bedroom once more.

Hitoshi could really get used to this view. The covers had been kicked off of you sometime in the night, revealing shapely legs that made his mouth water. The shorts you had worn to bed along with the thin tank top hid very little of your body from his hungry eyes. Soft skin around your stomach was bared to him, the cotton of your shirt having slid up to gather around your waist. Full lips were parted in soft breaths laced with dreams. Around your head your hair was a halo around your head, the column of your neck bared just for him.

But he had other places he wanted to taste.

“Sleep, Kitten.” He murmured lowly, tapping into his powers of enthrallment.

Your eyelashes fluttered briefly before stilling once more. Deft fingers hooked around the hem of your shorts and worked them down your soft legs. A sheen of dewy arousal had gathered on your lips, glistening in the light of the moon that streamed through your window. Hitoshi began crawling towards you slowly, probing fingers whispering along your skin. Once settled in, the vampire dipped his head and pressed slow kisses to the delicate skin of your inner thighs. A soft sight escaped your parted lips and he found himself grinding his erection into the mattress, already eager to hear the beautiful sounds you would make for him. A cool tongue swiped at your soft skin there, relishing in the taste that bloomed across his tongue. Despite you being deep in the sleep he had influenced on you, Shinsou could almost taste the thrum of your pulse. Mouth watering, he eagerly sank his fangs into your inner thigh.

A sweet, pained cry was his answer to his bite and it had him groaning. He hooked his arms beneath your legs, ushering your knees up so they arched over his shoulders. Drinking sounds flooded the room as he hungrily lapped up your flowing blood, reveling in the taste and the swelling moans that were falling from your mouth. The aphrodisiac effect settled in quickly, rapidly warming your skin beneath his fingers. With every swipe of his tongue he could taste the arousal building in your blood, smell the slick that seeped from your pussy. Once he had his fill, growing drunk off of the heady flavor of you and the sound of your whimpers, he turned to drag his tongue up your sex.

The long needy whine that you gave, hips rolling in response, had him grinding himself down against the mattress again. Fuck you sounded so amazing. And the taste of your nectar was enrapturing. Starved for more of you, Shinsou buried himself between your legs, lips locking around your throbbing pearl and suckled. The vampire growled against you when your back arched, a rattled gasp ripping past your lips before melting into a loud, pleasured cry. The way you writhed against your soft lavender sheets was a breathtaking sight and it spiked his own desire even harder. Hitoshi raked one of his blunted teeth gently over your sensitized bud, panting when you gave a pleasured wail.

“I want to fuck you so bad” he growled out, lapping and licking and sucking, “but I’m going to have you cum with just my mouth tonight.”

Your moans swelled louder, bouncing vigorously off the walls with such volume that your neighbors would probably hear. But that only made Hitoshi more aroused and determined to explore what other delicious noises you would make for him. Indigo eyes flashing, the vampire devoured every drop of your slick, marveling at your flavor, your voice and every little twitch you made for him. He didn’t stop until you were howling with pleasure and cumming hard on his tongue.

Nothing could ever compare to the taste of you.

Oooh Nons lemme tell you I had a blast with this one. Tickled my brain just write that I was able to just bang this out in a few hours. Gotta give a shout out to @trafalgar-temptress for  helping me brainstorm on this. Really helped me get my creative juices flowing juuuuuuuuust right.

ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕝 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕪

Yandere!Angel!Dabi x F!Reader

Kinks/Warnings: Noncon (implied and groping), imprisonment, kidnapping, nudity

As you can see by the warnings this is dark adult content. Minors DNI.

The first time you had ever seen him, it was next to Shouto and the most striking thing about him was his eyes. Brilliant hued sapphires that were more vivid than the sky. Ethereal almost. But every time thereafter they seemed to glow a little brighter. A little darker. A little less holy in their shine. They were almost too much to look at, blinding as they were bathed in sacred light. Shouto especially. Even his feathers shone almost like mirrors catching and magnifying the moon’s rays until they were searing.

But Touya, his light was more muted. Still bright but easier for your eyes to handle. That should have been a sign to you, for the easier an angel is to look at, the farther from grace he has become. And Shouto’s older brother became easier and easier to watch with every passing meeting. By the time you learned the truth about him it was already far too late.

The first time he saw you, it was hatred that pulsed through him. Always the favored one, you were just one more pretty thing that his brother got to have. Another way that Shouto was “better” than him. Thoughts of murder curled in the front of his mind, watching your broken mortal body fracture beneath his rage until you were nothing but a splintered wreck for Shouto to see. Until he noticed that you looked at him far more than his perfect sibling. That was the single drop of poison that bloomed in the wine, steeping him in more greed, lust and envy than he had ever tasted before.

In a way, you were the final shove to Touya’s fall.

pfffft. Crow Lord. Fancy title, fine fine I’ll accept it. I got you @king-bito! Modern day Vampire!Shinsou! 

                                             Nectarous Night

                                         Vampire!Shinsou x F!Reader

                   Kinks/Warnings: Blood play, Aphrodisiac affect, Biting

              This request is a part of my Arcane April event for this month!

“Moonlight looks good on you, Kitten.”

That voice was velvety soft in your ears, a rumbling purr that stirred some of the deepest desires in your belly. Hitoshi, with his inhuman senses, could hear the pleasant staccato of your heart beat, feel it on his finger tips as he smoothed his touch over your shoulders. Those large hands found their home on your waist, powerful arms pulling you back against his chest.

“How did you get in here?!” you squawked in surprise, squirming in his grasp.

It was adorable how you thought you could resist him, fight against the sheer strength that he had in comparison to yours. But the most precious thing of all, Shinsou thought, was how you believed you could resist his temptation in other ways. Indigo eyes flashed a luminous light before he dipped his head down to press open mouthed kisses to your sensitive neck. The low moan you uttered in response had his arousal stirring in him. Just beneath the surface of your skin he could hear your blood pumping, calling to him to drink from. The urge to utterly ravish you only grew when you whimpered at the feel of his mouth suckling at your neck, large hands roaming across your body to his liking. Every inch of you was perfect, fitted against him in ways that he couldn’t even dream and the thought of having you pressed beneath him was so alluring that he nearly forgot why he came to your apartment to begin with.

“You didn’t think a simple little lock would be enough to keep me out, did you?”

Hitoshi grew drunk off the way you shivered in his grasp at his low and rumbling laugh. The tang of your arousal filled the air and he reveled in the sound of your heart beating even faster for him. The feel of your fevered skin warmed him, driving him to trail sensuous kisses up your neck until he traced the shell of your ear with a cool, wet tongue. Calloused finger tips slipped slowly beneath the hem of your shirt, a touch of winter in the hot summer night. A sharp gasp emerged from your lips when he delved a hand between your legs, toying with your dampening core through the fabric of your jeans. He wanted you so bad.

“What do you want?” you pretended like your voice didn’t quiver when you asked that question.

But the vampire heard it.

“I want you.” Came his heated whisper, hands edging your shirt up until it gathered at your waist, “Your blood. Your body. Your mind. Your everything. You already know that.” Hitoshi eased the shirt up even further until he pulled it over your head. The smirk that split across his mouth was wicked, delighting in how you were already melting to his whims without even thralling you, “Give in to me, Kitten. I can make you feel so good, no one would ever be able to bring you the same pleasure.”

Sometime about that statement seemed to have knocked you out of your daze though he could tell the hot flames of desire were still burning in your blood. You weakly tried to pull his hands off of you, squirming and twisting in his grasp. While you stood no chance against him and the one hundred years of experience he had, this was not even a half hearted attempt to get free. That had him laughing low and rough in your ear, a rush of delight racing over him when gooseflesh burst across your bared skin. You hadn’t said anything yet but he could tell he already had a permanent grip on you.

“You know that won’t be enough to get away.” Hitoshi purred wickedly, “You could have just asked me to play a villain for you, precious.”

Strong hands took a hold of your wrists, easily prying your hands outward and leaving them suspended in the air at eye level. It rendered you helpless for him, as you both wanted, but still gave him access to kiss your sensitive skin. To taste you. The heady pump of your blood brought him closer down to your neck, sucking in a deep breath so he could smell you. The call was too strong for him to ignore any longer and he sank his ravenous fangs into the flesh of your neck. 

It hurt at first, but the burst of pain melted quickly into a mind numbing pleasure. The sensation shot right to your core, heat pooling in the fabric of your panties. The long and sultry moan had him growling against you, hips grinding against the curve of your backside to bring some friction to his needy cock. The room rapidly filled with drinking sounds as he partook of your blood, reveling in the perfection that gushed into his hungry mouth.

“Lean back against me,” he moaned out, releasing your right hand slide his palm across your chest until those fingers were settled over the front of your throat, “Give into me and let me make you feel good. My bite is it’s own aphrodisiac.”

Pleasure crashed over you, every inch of you sensitized to every brush, caress and movement against your skin. It drove you to buck your hips, the coil that had tightened in your abdomen rapidly unraveling. Suddenly you were gushing, pleasured shouts pouring from your lips as your cum drenched your panties. Shinsou was there to hold you up, tongue slowly lapping at the bite mark he had left on your neck with a pleased purr.

“Good girl.” Hitoshi whispered hoarsely, “You’re mine. Give in to me and I can do so much more for you. Just give in. Submit to me…”

The rush of the orgasm leeched your strength and before you could even say anything more, you faded into darkness, sweet oblivion of sleep taking you.

I certainly can! I had a few ideas for this one but then I wanted to write this idea (even though I did have a few hilarious ideas for were Aizawa). I hope you like this nons~

Hαɾʋҽʂƚ Mσσɳ

Were!Aizawa x Brat!F!Reader

Kinks/Warnings: Heat, ABO elements, Brat taming, Dom/Sub elements

Shouta prided himself on many things and on that list, discipline was near the top. It was with an unwavering focus that he pulled himself to the top along with his powerful self control that allowed him to work to gain his position. But he found himself fighting urges since turning werewolf, but the worst one was the heat cycle. Or rather your heat cycle. It was like you taunted him on purpose, traipsing around him when you were at the peak of your need, fraying the precarious control he held over himself. The smell your needy pussy gave off for him was an enticing one, cloying his senses until all he could feel was his throbbing erection and the overwhelming desire to throw you down and fuck you on the nearest convenient surface.

So the sheer level of annoyance and chagrin that Shouta felt when he lost all control over himself and bent you over a table with a low growl was potent. But any chance he had of reigning himself in was completely obliterated when you moaned and rubbed the full curve of your ass against his hardening dick. A snarled curse hissed past his teeth as he fisted a hand into your hair, giving a slight tug so he could hear the whine of your voice. Raw need crashed over him as he found himself hastily yanking down his pants, cock springing free.

“You,” Shouta rasped out, “have been teasing me on purpose.” A hand tightened in you hair, “Is this what you wanted? Is it? You wanted me to take you like this?”

You laughed, “Took you long enough to notice. How long have you wanted to do this to me?”

A sharp cry escaped you when he hauled you up, back arching beneath his pull. The werewolf laved a rough kiss onto your tender throat, another rumble of carnal need echoing in his chest. The sensation of pain and pleasure both was enough to make your fingers scramble against the wooden face of the table, seeking purchase to grip. The irritation rolled off of him in waves both at his loss of control and the petulant attitude you were showing him. The hand that was anchored in your hair slipped free to grip the front of your pretty throat.

“Keep up that bratty attitude…and I won’t let you cum.” Was his low warning uttered like a threat in your ear, “I’ll use you to satisfy myself since you’ve teased me for months and leave you aching.”

It was a threat you knew that he would make good on. The command in his voice, hoarsely uttered into your ear had you shifting beneath him, cunt aching to be filled by him. You would have to scale back your behavior to minor rebellions, little things that wouldn’t rip away your relief but still give you the manhandling you craved from him. When you held still and quiet for him, Shouta grunted out a note of approval.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes…” you answered breathlessly, lips curling at the deliberate drop of the word “sir”

His control was hanging on by mere threads, “Do you want to try that again?”

Low, coarse and erotic enough that you keened, arching your back so your ass rubbed against his throbbing cock. The way he sounded when he hardened the edge of his voice for you was unspeakably arousing and could nearly melt you into a puddle. All it would take would be for those dexterous, skilled fingers to lift up the hem of your dress, pooling it around your waist and he would have complete access. You had, after all, elected to leave out the underwear in hopes that this would happen.

“Y-yes sir…” you let out in a breathy moan.

A feral, deep growl thrummed in him then. Far too deep for his human vocal cords. No that was the sound of his wolf rising to the surface. The very sound that indicated that his eyes would be glowing a bright gold by this time. A glance over your shoulder proved you right, dual harvest moons boring down at you through the dim lighting of his apartment, ink black hair hanging wild past his shoulders. The sight of you peering back at him, quivering in anticipation frayed the last little bit of control he had. Fingers slowly easing into clawed points raked over your hips and shoved your dress up to your waist. Aizawa cursed when he caught sight of your bare, damp folds, slick smeared along the insides of your thighs in preparation for him.

“I hope you didn’t have any plans-” with a grunt he sheathed himself into you with one smooth motion, hips slapping against the curve of your ass, “because you’re not going to be walking today.”

dskfsaj; Thank you @ladyshinigami! I hope this is just what you were looking for! Obviously Bakugou is an adult here in addition to being a werewolf.

ℂ𝕣𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖

Werewolf!Bakugou x Mage!Fem!Reader

Kinks/Warnings: Heat/ABO, Breeding

The weeks travels had been particularly draining. It seemed like not a thing could go right without a hiccup of some sort. You were supposed to be at the Cordis for your initiation into the upper ranks of mages three days ago. But just about anything that could have gone wrong did go wrong. The two of you had been waylaid in Fractured Pass when a brutal blizzard tore through the mountains, the way forward becoming completely impassable. Diligently you had tried to use your magic to help melt a way through but fire magic had never been your forte. That left you both with little choice but to hole up in a cave and live off your packed rations until the snow had melted enough for passage two days later.

“You have been nothing but a pain in the ass, shitty woman.” Snarled the werewolf over you, your arms pinned above your head. While he was still holding his human form, those eyes had begun to emit a dim glow, one you may not have noticed if the sun hadn’t set. Under normal circumstances you would be worried he was about to shift and go feral, but a certain tell tale bulge pressed against your lower stomach was enough to dispel that worry, “I was supposed to be rid of you.”

His hips rolled, grinding his very erect girth against you, and he subsequently snarled, as if his hips had done that without his permission. When you stared up at him, you noticed his pupils were dilated, swollen to nearly double its normal size. The muscles in his jaw clenched and unclenched as he glared down at you, perspiration dotting his brow in the process. There was a fine tremble in his limbs and he seemed like he was holding something back. Your eyes widened. Maybe his hips HAD moved without his permission.

“You’re in heat, aren’t you?”

“You work that out yourself, dumb ass?” he squeezed your wrists tighter, “If you hadn’t gotten robbed back in that backwater village and I had to go get the other half of the coin, I might have been able to get somewhere else that I could handle it.” Bakugou spat out a vicious snarl, eyes widening as he took in raspy breaths, “Stop fucking moving.”

The length of his cock twitched against your belly at your wriggling, and you stilled almost immediately. But it was too late to calm down the blonde for already the tang of your gathering arousal had hit his nose, causing his mouth to water. Your scent was so perfect, intoxicating and it ensnared his attention so it was focused solely on you. The intensity of his stare had heat flooding your body, pussy quivering at the thought of him railing into you just like this. Despite the bickering the two of you had done the entire journey, he was distressingly attractive and you had many dreams of him coming onto you in the night.

“Then let me go.” You shot back, heart thundering in your chest at the idea of him pinning you down harder.

Bakugou dropped his face down so he his nose was almost touching yours, “No. Help me. Fix it, you caused our delay.”

While he wasn’t exactly wrong, the fact was, you didn’t need much convincing to help him with his little problem. A part of you knew that you should just treat it with magic, you likely had a spell in your personal tome, but that was the furthest idea from  your mind. Throwing all caution to the wind you lifted your head up and pressed your mouth against his. The response was immediate, Bakugou crushed his mouth down onto yours, tongue flooding between your lips to taste as he so wanted. He heaved a low satisfied groan against your lips, making sure to still keep you imprisoned beneath him as he wanted. That kiss lit a fire in both of you and before you could even process what was happening, the werewolf was sitting up and roughly started peeling off his own clothes. Rough enough that you heard the distinct rip of fabric. After settling himself between your legs, those calloused hands groped at your front before ripping open the collar of your tunic. An outraged cry escaped you at the act. You only had one spare for the trip and he ruined it!

“You better replace that!” you squawked at him.

“Shut up.” He shot back but his mouth was split in a wide smirk.

While the air had warmed so that frost couldn’t take hold, it was still cool enough to summon up a fresh wave of goosebumps across your skin. Bakugou watched as your cute nipples pebbled for him before laughing darkly and dipping his head down to taste. The moan you gave was impossibly sweet and he couldn’t wait to have your voice echoing over the rolling hills around you two. He’d been wanting to hear you scream his name since a few days into the journey. The sound of your protests melting away beneath his groping and suckling on one of your sensitive buds had his cock swelling even more. While he wanted to take his time and really explore every inch of you, his heat burned his senses until he was roughly pushing your thighs up to your chest and sinking his swollen length into your dripping want.

“Fuuuuck-!” you whined, teeth sinking into your lower lip.

Your fingers twisted into the plush grass you laid on top of, feeling Bakugou stretch your walls to accommodate his impressive girth. The carnal drive to fuck you and pump you full of his own cum overrode any further coherent thought and his hips were hammering against yours. With every stroke he sheathed himself fully into you, hilted completely and making your walls burn at the intrusion. But it melted away to pleasure rather quickly, sweet friction pulling delicious moans out of your opened mouth. Bakugou, however, was ripping carnal snarls out of his throat, mind growing blank with pure instinctive lust. The animal in him wanted for the next village to hear you cry out his name. Hell he wanted the Cordis to be able to hear your shrieks of pleasure.

“I’m going to pump you so full of my cum,” he grunted out, “You’ll be pregnant before you even make it to that stuffy mage temple.”

“Ah-B-Bakugou!”

“Say it louder. Scream it.” There was a deeper rumble to his voice now, the octave dipped so low and gravelly that he almost sounded like an entirely different person, “Let them hear you!”

You did just as he asked, rocking your own hips up to meet his with every stroke. Fleshy slaps reverberated through the air, carnelian red eyes locked onto that stupid little smoky quartz crystal you wore around your neck. It winked at him, almost tauntingly, reminding him that he COULDN’T take you home with him. Once you two made it to the high house of the mages, that would be the end of your journey. 

So Bakugou did what he only could do: he fucked you harder. 

He railed himself into you so hard that he was certain you’d be bruised later but you didn’t seem to mind. And he certainly didn’t stop when his white hot seed gushed out of his dick, flooding into your warm, quivering pussy. He didn’t pull out and he stayed sheathed inside of you until he was finished cumming. As much as he wanted to think of your belly swollen with one of his pups, he knew that you would have your own magical concoction to prevent that from happening if you didn’t want it. A sneer curled across his mouth at your glazed over expression, pleasure sheathed around you as your pussy quivered.

Bakugou may not be able to take you back with him but he could damn well make sure that you’d never forget him.

So this took me a while because I had to figure out how the fuck this positioning was going to work but I got a little something, nons! 

ʍǟɨɖɛռ ʄǟɨʀ

Unicorn!Centaur!Shinsou x Human!F!Reader

Kinks/Warnings: Monster fucking (no really horse cock incoming), Teratophilia, Dirty Talk, A dash of Degradation, Mind fuckery

So tight. So impossibly, deliciously tight. Your sweet maiden cunt was strangling his massive girth. To be more accurate it was choking his tip. Shinsou wasn’t even sure you could take all of him but every inch felt like heaven. Your body was laid on a rack constructed by his herd, one that allowed them to mount a human when they wished. There wasn’t much of a view for the person doing the fucking but that’s also why sometimes there were others there to watch. To even describe the way they were writhing for the stallion. But Shinsou was above such heathenry. Instead he preferred to hear your wails and whimpers as he slowly advanced his massive cock into your slit.

“A dirty little virgin aren’t you?” he purred out, fingers digging into his palms, “You were so eager to be filled up by me.”

The cry you gave, an intoxicating blend of pleasure and pain, was the most erotic thing he had ever heard. Shinsou gave a loud groan to join the melody of your own voice, sinking slowly deeper into your tiny slit. A tall, noble oak tree gave him something solid to brace his hands against, fingers digging into the coarse bark as he restrained himself from thrusting full force into you. It didn’t take long for you to start sniffling, hiccups and sobs escaping your parted mouth as he advanced even deeper into you.

“Anyone else doing this to you would be filthy but I’m descended from unicorns. We are the purest creatures and the only ones fit to take a maiden’s virginity.” The way you shuddered around his length had him gripping the bark even tighter, “No one is fit to fill you like this but me.”

Feeling you squeeze tightly around his dick, he pulled back slowly, pleasured hisses falling from him. Shinsou had to be very careful with you because humans were not physically designed to take something so large. If he was too rough, he could kill you. And for the first time since claiming a maiden…he wants to savor you and keep you around for more than just the one fuck.

I would like Bakugou or Kirishima please 🥺

Imma pick number 13 for inspo unless that's been done already. SFW or NSFW whatever you want I'm just excited to read 👀 can you take my Katsukikitten blog when/if you answer this?

🖤 Katsukikitten

Ooooh @katsukikitten you gave me some good wiggle room to work with. I ended up going SFW because I had an idea! Hopefully this helps fill your Bakugou needs!

𝘈𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰'𝘴 𝘊𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦

Oracle!Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Mention of blood and death

It was midday by the time you and Bakugou reached your destination. Rather, you reached where your partner had intended to take you and until that moment you had no idea what place it was he had in mind. Turns out, it was an old canyon that speared through the vast expanse of the Aural Desert. Sweat was pouring from your skin and Katsuki was no better, having shed his shirt during the travel some time ago. The horse you two had taken, a northern dunn that was bred to travel in the desert, nickered softly in approval once shade eclipsed over you. It was still blazingly hot but the further you strayed into the craggy paths tucked away from the sun’s glare, the cooler it grew. The change in temperature was a blessing, small on paper but large in practice.

“Keep up.” He snapped back at you over his shoulder.

A frown twisted across your lips, brows furrowing. Katsuki was not known for his calm nature but he had been far more irritable and snappish in the past few weeks. And not once had he even given you a hint of answers until today. It was slow work picking through the canyon, razor ferns creeping through cracks in the rocky walls that threatened to slice your flesh if either of you brushed against their leaves. Your mouth was incredibly dry and you wished you had the proper gloves so you could pluck those leaves off their stems and cut them open. When carefully handled, razor fern leaves stored a lot of water and could help slake your thirst.

“Where are we going Katsuki?” you asked for the fifth time that day.

“If you ask me one more time, I’m going to leave you behind, brat.” He snapped back at you, “Now shut up and follow me.”

Ohhhh I got you @queensynderella~ It’s odd to think of Kiri as an elf but I can so dig it!

ᗩᑌTᑌᗰᑎ ᗷᖇEᗩTᕼ

Elvhen Knight!Kirishima x Princess!Reader

Warnings: Pretty tame, Knife play (kind of), kissing, flirting

“Not bad,” the red-head chuckled at you, cool steel of his dagger pressed against the front of your throat, “I almost forgot you were a lost little princess.” 

A scowl twisted across your pretty face, “Give me back my sword and I’ll make you forget.”

The laughter he gave you was soft, “I’m sure you’d try, little one.” darkened eyes swept over your frame, drinking in every inch of you for his own satisfaction, “I wonder...do you taste as good as you look?”

“Why don’t you find out?”

The look on your face was daring, a flicker of fire glinting in the pools of your eyes. The tone was taunting, daring even and spoken with all the confidence in the world. It was clear that you didn’t think he would actually do anything, just tease you and no follow through. But Kirishima just couldn’t resist the allure of your full lips. The elf dipped his head and crushed his mouth to yours.

The answering moan had his blood quickening, mind aflame with all the sounds he could pull from you if he took you home. You would twist and thrash and whine so perfectly beneath him and he was sure he could never get tired of it. A velvety tongue slipped past your soft lips, exploring you carefully while a free hand ghosted over your side down to the swell of your hip.

A feisty little princess and you melted so easily beneath his touch, his gaze and he loved it. The column of your throat called to him, probing mouth trailing downwards until he could suckle gently at your racing pulse. Your palms were flush against the armor that clad his chest— more broad than you had expected, especially for an elf. And soon his powerful thigh was slotted between your legs.

“Don’t most human princesses wear dresses and stay away from the forest?” he whispered against your skin.

“H-How many princesses do you know?” you retorted, panting softly when a large hand gripped a full breast, “Not many. I can teach you what we’re really like-ah!”

Cool teeth nipped at your tender skin before he laughed, reveling in the soft cry he had pulled free of your mouth. The dagger that he had held to your throat found it’s home back in it’s sheath on his belt so he could use both hands to rove and explore the fullness of your body. Oh he wanted you to teach him...but he couldn’t. Not now. Stay too long in these woods and it would suck out your very life force. And he’d played enough.

“Some other time, Little One!” with one easy swoop, he had you slung over his shoulder, small fists pounding against his back, “For now I’ll have to drop you out of the wood. I’ll tell you what though....to the west there’s a spring right on the edge of the forest, you’ve probably heard of it. Meet me there on the new moon...and you can teach me anything you want.”