#blackreaderxmha

The sound of the doorknob twisting sent your heart into overdrive as soon as your ears registered the sound you knew what that meant.

He’s home.

“Hey, baby” the melodic sounds of his cool voice traveled through the quiet apartment, you could feel yourself getting excited and you haven’t even seen him yet. “As much as I’ve missed you, Lady. You aren’t the pussy that I’m looking for.” You couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled in your chest, he knew that you could hear him, he was probably trying to ease any lingering nerves. Five months is a long time to be away from someone, it’s normal to be nervous, even if you’ve been in love forever.

“There you are.”

The bedroom door swings open and in walks your husband, Shouta Aizawa, in all his sleepy glory. He was wearing his standard all black t-shirt and jeans with his hair pulled up into a messy bun. The bags under his eyes were deeper and darker than normal but his dark eyes sparkled with excitement. He looked as awake as ever. All of him.

“I missed you, Mrs. Aizawa” he grinned, stalking towards the bed, and trapping you between his arms. His lips melted against yours as if no time had passed at all, your arms wrapped around his neck and you moaned into his mouth, savoring the taste of your lover. His tongue dipped into your cavern, swift and desperate, tracing each part of your mouth as if committing it to memory. The kissing went on for a while, long sloppy make out sessions to soft pecks all over your face and neck.

“Couldn’t even bother to greet me at the door? That eager to get this pretty little cunt filled.” Shouta growled, running his hands up your bare thighs. You didn’t bother with any fancy lingerie; it’d just be on the floor at the end of the night anyway. Plus, Shouta liked to keep this simple; and the sight of you in one of his shirts with your hair up and no makeup on was enough to make his knees weak. He missed you so much.

“Talk to me, Kitten. Want me inside you, hmm?” his lips grazed your throat, leaving a tingling trail of heat from his warm breath. You sighed, pressing yourself against him, “yes, daddy. I missed you. Want you so bad.” The arousal was pooling between your legs and your heart was hammering in your chest. This was not the time for small talk.

Shouts pushed you backwards, allowing you fall gently against the mattress. Then he grabbed your ankles and pulled you towards the edge of the bed before kneeling on the ground. Rough hands traveled slowly up your legs before stopping at your thighs and pulling them apart. He groaned when he was met with your bare pussy, all pretty and puffy and waiting. “No panties?” he murmured, resting his cheek against your thighs, and running a finger through your slick folds. You flinched at the contact; you were so sensitive down there; you didn’t even bother touching yourself while he was away because you knew that it wouldn’t feel the same. Nothing, or no one could make you cum like him.

“mmm, didn’t want you to wait, daddy?” you mewled, swirling your hips as his finger traced over your clit. “Good girl.” He murmured, blowing a stream of cool air over your clit. Normally, he’d tease you more, make you work for it, but not tonight. It’s been too long, and he’s dying to feel that juicy cunt quivering around his tongue.

“Itadakimasu”

Shouta’s long tongue swiped up your slit, lapping up all your juices then twirling around your clit. He sucked your pearl into his mouth while flicking his tongue simultaneously. One hand gripped your thigh, holding you in place, while the other snaked between your legs to push two fingers in. Squelching noises sounded as he pumped the digits into your wet heat.

“mmm Kitten. This greedy little pussy.” He murmured against your folds, “you’re just sucking me in. So wet-, is daddy making you feel good, baby?” “Yes, so good. Gonna cum” you mewled, writhing against his tongue, and soaking his face with your juices. Shouta devoured you, opening his mouth wide enough to suck everything in his mouth, saliva and slick dripped down his chin and his fingers pumped faster drawing more wetness from your core.

“D-daddy!” You mewled as you came, your legs threatened to close but he held them open, continuously rolling his tongue through your folds as you rode out your high.

“Ready for me, baby girl?” he cooed, running his big hands over your stomach and thighs, gently caressing your skin as you caught your breath. “P-please”, you reached out for him, and he allowed you to pull him into a sloppy kiss, lining himself up with your entrance as your tongues wrestled.

“Fuck” Shouta groaned, rubbing his tip against your entrance, “still too tight, baby. I can’t fit.” Tears of desperation spilled from your eyes, you needed his cock and you needed now. “Daddy, please! I can’t wait”. Shouta scoffed and rolled his eyes, “impatient little thing, hmm?” He pulled back and let a line of saliva drip onto your cunt, “don’t say I didn’t warn you”.

An inhuman scream tore from your throat when he bottomed out completely on the first thrust. He leaned back on his knees and grabbed you by the neck and waist to press your body close to his. Shouta slowly rolled his hips against yours while running his tongue down your neck, “fuck, kitten. Feels so good” he groaned, sucking on your sweet spot while slowly grinding against you. His strokes were so deep he was practically fucking your womb. Each thrust hit your gspot perfectly, sending shockwaves of pleasure to the tips of your toes.

“Oh my god, Sho …. I missed you so much … Love you so much” you moaned, your eyes were shut tight, and you bit your lip as he ravished your neck and dug into your cunt. “’ ‘m sorry, kitten. I missed you too. Love you too” his words were slurred, drunk from pleasure and his steady stroked turned into rapid thrusts. “Sorry, I left you alone …. Won’t happen again, baby” he drawled, pushing you backwards and pinning your knees to your chest (Y’all feel that?🌚) and drilling into you, “you’ll never be alone again, kitten. Cause I’m gonna fill you up. Gonna give you a baby,”. You moaned even louder, arching off the bed and tangling your fingers in his hair. “Do it, Sho. Please- Get me pregnant, daddy”.

A low growl rumbled from his chest, and he fucked into you even faster, “that’s what you want, kitten? Want me to fill you up, hmm? You want me to make you a mommy?” His words sent you tumbling over the edge, clenching around his cock and screaming his name. Shouta hips stuttered, and he came inside you with a string of curses.

“I love you so much, Kitten” he drawled, leaning down to kiss you sweetly.

“I love you too, daddy”.

"Fucking extras" Katsuki muttered, clenching the damp fabric in his fist. He’d been watching you through the crack in his door for the past twenty minutes, laughing and joking with pro heroes.

“You’re pretty marked up, (y/n). I guess you and Bakubro had a pretty good lunch, huh ?” He teased, throwing his harm over your shoulder. “Oh, god. Is it that bad you groaned” looking between the three men, “well you’re costume is pretty … revealing” Izuku responded, green eyes, shamelessly, roaming your body.

You scoffed, “oh please, you and Shoto wear spandex body suits and Ei’s practically naked. You all look like whores” you stuck your tongue out and crossed your arms, making the men chuckle. “That may be true” Shoto smirked, “but we don’t have the same asssets that you do.” Your cheeks burned but you weren’t going to let a little boy talk throw you off, “Izuku does, it must be jelly cause jam doesn’t shake like that”.

Katsuki felt his resolve snap, no longer drawing that calming feeling that’d overcome him whenever he’d inhale your scent. So angry that he couldn’t even envision his happy place, 10 inches deep inside you, these extras were fucking with his peace. How dare they ?

Ever since he’d convinced you to join his and Red Riots agency, definitely because of your potential as a sidekick and not because he wanted to keep an eye on his property, those three had swarmed you like vultures.

“Wow (y/n)-San, you were amazing ! I wish Shoto and I had you at our agency!” Deku would beam excitedly, grabbing both of her hands and pulling them to his chest. “I agree, Midoriya. I’d definitely love someone with her skill set working under me” Shoto added, pressing his palm against the small of your back. He’d be furious, especially at the way you grinned and giggled, then Eijiro would come in with his doe eyed smile, muttering praises while pulling you into a bear hug.

What part of his did those dumbasses not understand? Even when he’d cover your body in hickies and dark marks; or when he’d fuck you so hard you’d limp in the office the next day. They just weren’t getting it, and he needed to make sure they understood that they weren’t getting you.

“Training room, thirty minutes. Wear civilian clothes.” Katsuki shouted through his door. As if on cue, Izuku shuffled in a few seconds later, “Hey Kacchan, do you have another training scenario planned?”, the hero asked. It wasn’t uncommon for the blonde to schedule impromptu training sessions between the two agencies since they shared a building. He claimed it was because he wanted a chance to “mop the floor with that damned Deku and icy hot”, but he actually admired their capabilities, especially Izuku.

***

The three hero’s sat in their chairs expectantly, hands cuffed behind their back using quirk-cancelling bracelets. Midoriya was already rationalizing different methods of escape, automatically assume this was some kidnapping training ; he’d probably be muttered frantically if his mouth wasn’t taped shut.

The door opened and in walked Katsuki, who was carrying you over his shoulder with a shit eating grin plastered across his face. You were restrained in a similar fashion, wrists bound by ropes behind your back. Maybe this is a hostage situation, Izuku thought before he realized that you were naked. Not even underwear, you were completely nude.

“Doesn’t she look pretty, boys ?” Katsuki called out, running his rough hand over the swell of your ass and giving it a smack. A startled cry left you and you pressed her legs together as fresh slick trailed from your , seemingly, drenched cunt. What exactly are we doing again ? , Izuku thought, glancing towards the other two pros; Shoto’s eyebrow was quirked, with a look of obvious interest on his face while Eijiro’s eyes practically bugged out of his head. What the hell Bakubro, I can see … everything. Is it manly to look ?

“What’s wrong, fellas? Can’t talk ?” He laughed dryly, “that’s funny because you never having a problem talking to MY woman!” He smacked your ass again, using a bit of his quirk, “KATSUKI!” You wailed, reeling from the burning pain. It would definitely leave a mark, that was kind of his thing.

You were covered in bite marks and hickeys, from your neck down to your ankles. It looked like sbeen attacked by some wild animal not a horny pro hero.

“You sound so pretty when you scream my name, Princess” Bakugo cooed, while gently laying you face down on a table, “like a pretty little whore” he whispered, digging his nails into the meat underneath your thighs and spreading your lips apart. He whistled, “it’s a flood down here, boys. Is this turning you on, my love ? Being put on display for them like a fucking whore ?”

A finger pushed inside your wet heat; squelching as he pumped to the knuckle.

“Ah~”

“Ah~”

“Katsu~”

“What is it, Princess?” He purred, adding another finger , “I’m making you feel that good? You can’t even hide how much of a slut you are” his fingers curled, rubbing against wet walls while his thumb swiped over your clit. “Please more, please, please~” Katsuki chuckled, glancing towards the men who were shifting uncomfortably in the seats, all with prominent erections. “She’s a greedy little whore, huh ?”

The men were to stunned to speak. Well, that and the fact of their mouths being taped shut.

The blonde added a third finger, spreading and twisting as he caressed your insides. It felt amazing, you were feeling to good to even be embarrassed. When he first told you what he’d planned you were hesitant but he’d quickly convinced you.

“Come on , Princess. I want them to see what pretty faces you make when you cum. Want them to see how you fall apart for me. Don’t you want everyone to know that you’re mines?” He purred, rocking your hips against his thigh as you chased your high.

“Suki~” you mewled, eyes squeezed shut as the orgasm rocked your body. “So pretty. Slutty little whore cumming on my fingers. Look at you, it’s fucking pathetic” his hands were a stark contrast to his words, the gliding along your skin ; rubbing your back and shoulders as you rode out your high.

“Look at you extras.” He snarked, “dicks look like they’re about to bust through your clothes. I don’t blame you, she’s fucking hot right ?” Bakugo cupped your cheeks, lifting your head so that they could see your face. They nodded eagerly, eyes glued to your lusty state.

Katsuki grabbed a chair and placed it behind you, “see, this is why she’s my girl. Only I can do this to her. She’d never get this messy for any of you” he grabbed two handfuls of your ass, spreading your cheeks apart while he licked a long strip down your puffy lips, coating his tongue in your slick juices.

The men groaned, sinking further into their chairs and spreading their legs. Eijiro was actually whimpering.

Katsuki made out with your wet cunt, moaning and grunting as his tongued traveled through your folding. Drinking your essence, probing your entrance and sucking your clit. “Taste so good” he panted, tongue flicking over your bud, “smell so good” he pushed his face against you turning his head side to side as your juices coated his face; it cling to his cheeks and dripped down his chin. Katsuki are you like it was his sole purpose, his only goal in life devouring your cunt.

You weren’t even finished cumming when Katsuki started to thrust into you.

“KATSU~”

“KATS~”

“ DADDY P-PLEASE !” You wailed but he didn’t relent, just kept drilling into you. He kicked the chair backwards to widen his stance and it flew across the room, slamming against the wall. The sudden sound made you flinch and clench around Kat’s thick cock, he grunted and bit down on your shoulder making you screaming out. “What’s wrong, whore ? So you can make this slutty pussy bite me but I can’t bite back ? That doesn’t seem fair, you can really be a bitch sometimes”.

A muffled groan sounded from Shoto who was rutting against his seat while Eijiro whimpered loudly, legs bouncing like a dog in heat. Izuku was oddly calm, yes his long dick was rock hard, it was easy to see through his sweats but his face was impassive. “What’s wrong, nerd ? Not enjoying the show that my whore is putting on ?” He snarled, grazing his sharp canines across your shoulder and pressing even deeper. “Probably wishing it was you ?” .

Izuku raised a brow, it was an interesting suggestion; especially since he didn’t specify who’d place he’d be taking. Would he be fucking you? Balls deep in that tight little cunt ? Licking the sweat that clung to your beautiful brown skin. Or would Kacchan be fucking him? Slamming his cock deep inside his ass and punishing his prostate; splitting him in half and handling him like a toy ? Fuck, Deku’s legs spread and he let out a shaky breath. Or maybe he’d even get to fuck Kacchan , thrusting inside his mouth; the blonde sitting pretty on his knees while he waiting for Izuku’s load to drop in his tongue. His mind was racing.

“Oi, Nerd ! PAY FUCKING ATTENTION !” He thrusted particularly hard making you cum around his dick. “Suki~, dadd~ , Ngh~ daddy, yes” you breathed, it was hard to discern; the garbled sounds of pleasure falling from your throat proof of the way he was wrecking you. That shit was rated porn.

Let’s get it.

Katsuki fumbled in his pockets and pulled out a remote; a click and the cuffs clattered to the ground. “That shit was starting to look painful. Thought I’d help you out. If you fuckers think you can last without cumming then I just might let you fuck. You’d like that wouldn’t you, whore?”

“‘Suki more , more~

“Fucking, slutty idiot. You’re already dumb from my dick and you’re still asking for more ?” He scoffed, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. He forced your body down while thrusting up into you and you were howling his name.

“Oh g-god” Eijiro moaned, cum spilling on Shoto’s hand; he then took the heterochromatic male in his mouth and finished him off, swallowing his hot sticky load.

“This is a fucking whorehouse” Katsuki muttered, hips stuttering in your heat “give me one more, Princess. Cum for me” he pinched your clit as he slammed you down on his cock. He chanted your name and and moan in your ear. A few more thrusts and you were coming again, body trembling and spent as he fucked his semen deep inside you. “What do you say ?” He rasped, squishing your cheeks between his fingers, “t-thank you daddy”.

**

Shoto and Eijiro had dismissed themselves while you were still be railed by Katsuki; who knows what they’d gotten themselves into 🌚

Katsuki was kissing your shoulder and whispering “I love you’s” in your ear while he untied the bonds. He was about to help you get dress when he was interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing.

“I think it’s my turn, Kacchan.”

ProHero! Deku

You met when you transferred into the support course during your second year, he was always coming in to discuss changes in his costume design and the two of you just clicked. It went from casual greetings in the hallways to movie marathons on the weekends.

Whenever he'd go on school missions you'd hug him so tight, lecturing him to be careful. "I'll be fine, (n/n)" he'd blush, but he'd nuzzle against your neck before saying his final goodbyes.

Your protectiveness continued well into adulthood, when he was a full fledged Pro Hero. Always hovering and fussing over him, threatening to jump in if he was ever in trouble. He never complained about you babying him, though. He loved that you cared.

People found your dynamic hilarious, this big ole' man being lead around by little old you. Hanging on to your every word like a puppy. He was enamored with you, but for the sake of your friendship he never mentioned it.

Izuku was dead tired, the day had been brutal. He'd fought several villains, ended up in a hostage situation and fell off a roof. Blood and grit clung to his skin and hero costume. He was desperate to get to his hot shower and warm bed.

Walking through the door, he heard a random R&B song playing over the stereo and smelled fresh baked cookies. That could only mean one thing. She's home, he thought, smiling to himself as he made his way into the living room. Izuku had given you a spare key for emergency's but you honestly you used it whenever you were feeling bored. He didn't mind, he loved seeing you when he made it home.

"(Y/N). I'm home." he called out, kicking his shoes of near the couch. He started to worry when you didn't respond immediately but relaxed when he heard running water. Izuku trudged down the hallway, rolling his neck and stretching his sore muscles along the way. "Puppy. It's me." he knocked twice and cracked the door open, smiling when your bonnet covered head peaked through the frosted glass door.

"Oh my god, Izu! What the hell happened?" He chuckled to himself, not even five minutes into the house and he found himself on the receiving end of one of your lectures. "I had a rough day. Fucking tired." he groaned and you flinched at his words. Izuku rarely cursed, so he must be feeling pretty bad. "You almost done? I'm gross." he peeled off his hero costume, too exhausted to feel bashful. It's not like you've never seen him in his underwear before, you're his bestfriend.

"Friend" he mumbled, rolling his eyes. On days like this it was hard for him to hide his true feelings. All he wanted was to pull you into his arms and kiss the stress away. "I just got in but, I'll get out- "No, no. I'm gonna get in with you."

Before you could protest his was sliding the door open and pushing himself inside 🌚. "Izu!" you screeched, covering your breasts with your hands. It was counterproductive because it pushed them up nicely and gave him a nice view of your puffy cunt. Was she touching her self? he quirked a brow, but shook the thought off "I'm tired. I didn't want to wait anymore". That statement was pretty loaded considering the current situation and his feelings about your relationship. "Just this once, please" he pouted, handing you his sponge and body wash.

With a sigh, you took the items and began pampering your friend, being sure to nag him simultaneously. He couldn't care less, too caught up in the way your fingernails felt scratching his scalp or your soapy hands running across his skin. He didn't even realize you were crying until your voice broke.

"I know you can take care of yourself but, I still worry." you paused, resting your forehead between his shoulder blades and wrapping your arms around his torso. He hummed, rolling his head back and covering your hands with his own, it felt good being with you like this. Nothing could ruin this moment. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Izu. You're my bestfriend."

That did it.

In a flash he had you pinned against the shower wall with your legs wrapped around his waist and his face buried in your neck. "Look at us right now, (Y/N). Is this what bestfriends feel like ?" You felt his tip slide through your folds, picking up the slick that had been accumulating since he'd first gotten in the shower. "i-Izu ?" you stammer, and he pulls back to watch your face as he teases your entrance. "I don't want to be friends anymore, puppy." Your mouth falls open when he starts to push in, splitting you open on his enormous ✨cock✨ and he takes this opportunity to pull you into a bruising kiss.

"We should be lovers instead."

ProHero! Red Riot

The two of you met in the drugstore one day when he was looking for hairdye. The store was out of his usual brand and he didn't know which one would be closest to Radiant Ruby. So he was staring at the boxes having an internal meltdown. Dark roots are not manly.

"Try Very Vermillion, the undertone is different but its the same shade. If you just touch up the roots you can barely tell the difference." Your soft voice caught his attention, and then your bright smile and similarly dyed hair. It was a deeper red than his and it went well with your (l/d) brown skin. "Thanks, cutie. I really appreciate it." he pulled down his shades and winked, enough to make most ladies swoon but you just smirked back. "No problem, Mr. Riot."

"How'd ya know it was me?" he asked, following you down the aisle. He was shocked, it seemed like a pretty good disguise when he left in the morning. "Kinda had to mistake a killer smile like that" you winked, and the blush that grew on his cheeks was enough to put Radiant Ruby out of business for good. "Can I get your name?" he asked, red eyes never leaving your figure as you checked out. He thought he was being stealthy but you noticed. "(Y/N). How about you get me lunch too?"

Henceforth, you were inseparable.

"Yo, Ei. Where's your twin?" Katsuki teased, referencing your similar hair color and the fact that you were always wearing his merch. He called you his "mini me", which is true since he's a freaking giant. "I'm on my way to her place now!" he beamed, "she promised to make me some American food!" He loved when you cooked for him. One of his favorite pass times was watching you move around the kitchen, whipping up different dishes for him to try. "Tch, you two idiots should just make it official already." Katsuki huffed, nudging his friend who was smiling at his phone. Probably because you'd sent him an "adorable" photo wearing some new merch you picked up. "Nah, she's way too good for me." he'd smile sadly, stuffing his phone, and his feelings, in his back pocket.

You were putting the brownies in the oven when you heard the front door open. "I'm in the kitchen, Red !" you called, eager to see his expression when he saw the spread that you'd prepared for him.

Pro Hero! Red Riot had won a major victory today after an intense battle with some huge villain downtown. It was all over the news. He smiled and waved at the cameras, because it was the manly thing to do, but you could see that he was wore out. You wanted to do something special, so you prepared all his favorite foods. Fried chicken, Cajun steak alfredo, meat buns, and brownies for dessert. The man could eat.

"Hey pebble. What are you- wow ! What's all this ?" he smiled brightly as he entered the kitchen, tossing his mask on the counter and reaching for a piece of chicken. "Aht Aht!" you smacked his hand with a wooden spoon, "wash your hands first. You're filthy". He pouted but complied.

"What's the special occasion?" he asked, watching you fix him a heaping plate of food.

"I saw your fight on the news. You did so good, big guy!" You pinched his flushed cheeks and gave a knowing smirk. Eijiro may seem overly confident but he's actually pretty insecure sometimes; you're constantly reassuring him, being sure to remind him how great he is and how lucky you are to have him. It was fun for you because you liked how giddy he'd get after a few compliments. His praise kink goes crazy.

"(Y/N)- , stopp" he whined, but made no real effort to escape your grasp. "Why would I? You're the best, Riot. So big, and strong and manly." His cheeks were super red now and chewing on his lip.

Loose strands of hair fell into his eyes and you brushed them behind his ear . "(Y/N)" he whispered, you were so close and your words had his heart racing. "So brave. So kind." The game you were playing faded away as you gazed up at him. "So pretty." Your fingers traced the lines of his face, his cheeks, his nose, his lips. "You're so pretty, Red."

His resolve snapped. Trapping you between his arms, he bent down and pressed your lips together. An explorative action, kind of testing the waters. He pulled back and rubbed his nose against yours.

"I think you're pretty too."

One thing led to another and now you're sprawled out on the kitchen counter while his thick tongue swirls around your swollen clit with two fingers in your cunt and his thumb in your asshole. When your pussy contracts around your digits and you cum screaming his name, he licks the slick off his fingers and goes back down for seconds.

The man loves to eat.

ProHero! Mindbreak

The two of you met when he came into your new coffee shop in downtown Tokyo.

"Just a large black coffee, extra sweet, with a squirt of chocolate" he sighed, placing his card on the counter and rubbing his eyes. He looked miserable so you decided to cheer him up, or at least try to. "Wow, are you ordering a drink or me?" you giggled, a sickeningly sweet bubbly sound. It made him want to puke. "I don't think I could stomach both." he deadpanned. Ouch.

Too stunned to speak, you walked off and busied yourself with his order. "Nice going, Hitoshi. You hurt the airhead's feelings." he mumbled to himself, watching you pout and chew at your lip. He thought you were kind of cute. At least if you were into chunky little bimbos, which he definitely was.

"Sorry about that" he said as you handed him the cup, "hero stuff". "S'Okay!" You giggled again and leaned forward against the counter, flashing him a nice view of your tits. What a little ditz he thought, eyeing you as he took a sip. "Oh wow" he blinked, "this is the best coffee I've ever had". The smile that you gave him was so bright, he almost regretting telling you. It was way too early for this. "Great!" you chirp. sliding his card back to him. "It's on the house. A small thank you keeping the city safe, Mr. Hero."

Now he was too stunned to speak. He wasn't used to people being so nice to him; most folks were intimated by his quirk or his resting bitch face. It didn't bother you though. He mumbled a "thanks" and headed towards the door. "Come back and see us now." Hitoshi raised his cup and nodded, he'd definitely be returning.

He came in the same time everyday, ready to be met with the aroma of coffee and your smiling face. It got to the point that you had it waiting for him before he even made it to the counter. If it wasn't busy, you'd sit at a small table chat; well you'd do most of the talking. Hitoshi would just sip his drink quietly and listen to you ramble on about whatever ditzy thoughts were swirling in your cute little head.

"I don't that's what it means, sweetheart." He'd smirk whenever you misunderstood something. He loved the little face you'd make when you were confused. Your nose would scrunch up and the dimples in your chubby cheeks would pop out. "But 'Toshi, he specifically said 'those buns look delicious' don't you think they look good?" you pouted, pointing towards the freshly baked pastries. The perv was clearly talking about the way your round ass jiggled in that cute little mini skirt when you reached for something high on the shelf, but you didn't need to know that. "They look amazing, sweetheart. I'll take two."

Nothing particularly bad happened during Hitoshi's shift. He was just fucking exhausted. He'd been working the night shift for the past three weeks with no off day. You'd seen how worn out his was so you stopped by his house sometimes to make sure he was taken care off himself. You knew he kept a spare key above his doorframe, so you just let yourself in.

"Welcome home, Toshi !" you greeted him at the door wearing nothing but one of his muscle shirts. What in the actual fuck? "My clothes got wet when I was cleaning so I just grabbed one of your shirts while they dry. I hope you don't mind." Why would he mind when you were wearing the smallest shirt he owned and it fit your soft curves perfectly. You weren't even wearing a bra, round tits spilling out the sides whenever you moved your arms. And did you say you cleaned? He looked around and the place was spotless, hell you even fed his cat. Could you be anymore perfect?

"Thank you, sweetheart" He pulled you into a tight hug, pressing his body against yours and nuzzling against your neck. You always smelled so good. Like coffee and chocolate. "Thanks for what?" you giggled as you rubbed his back. "For everything" he mumbled and you scoffed, "I'd do anything for you, Toshi. It's no big deal." Hitoshi pulled back and looked down at you, "Anything?".

"Of course I would. I love you, silly."

"C'mere", Hitoshi picked you up and laid you on the couch, you were startled and confusion and you watched him curiously when he laid on top of you and pushed his face between your boobs. "I love you, too" he murmured, pulling the fabric to the side with his teeth and popping your nipple into his mouth.

"T-toshi!" you gasped, grinding up against him but he held your hips down. He flicked his tongue against the bud and pulled off with a *pop*, "You'd do anything for me, right?" One finger swirled around your nipple, while the other slid up your thigh and onto you clothed pussy. "Y-yes" you whimpered, taking a shaky breath when his finger snaked under your lacy panties and into your waiting cunt.

"Be mines."

Ever heard the phrase, "couple goals"?

Well, that's you and Eijiro!

Everyone knows about the magical relationship between you and Pro Hero Red Riot, your faces are plastered on almost all the couples pages on social media. It's great, the fans adore you. The soft chubby bunny that stole the heart of the rock hard hero.

Kirishima is always gushing about you and the things you do together. With him you never have to lift a finger, he gives you everything you want; including, a new bestie !

Denki has been around since the beginning. Apparently he's the one that gave Eijiro the courage to approach you after coming into your shop everyday.

"Ya gotta ask her out, man ... She's gorgeous!"

He'd been on almost every date. At first you thought it was kind of weird, like why is this random guy thirdwheeling? But, as you got to know Kiri's energetic bestfriend, he grew on you.

Now, it's weird for Denki to not be around.

It was perfect when you two finally moved in together because now it was easier for him to spend time with the both of you. He was always at you guy's apartment; he practically lived there.

**

"Oi idiot, do you ever go home ?" Bakugo would snap, eying the blonde as he hovered close to you in the kitchen.

Kacchan loved his friend but he knew how clingy he could get and he didn't want anything to ruin Ei's relationship, especially since you made him so happy.

"Why would I go home?" Denki frowned, resting his chin on top of your head while his arms were wrapped around your waist. "I get free food, soft cuddles, and I'm with my two favorite people!"

Swoon.

"Awe, you're so sweet Kami" you'd coo, reaching up to bring his face down to your level so you could kiss his cheek. He'd blush and bury his face in your neck earning giggles from you and soft chuckles from Kirishima who was leaning against the fridge. "Yeah, man. I don't know what it is but it just works!"

Katsuki would scoff, rolling his eyes and gathering his things to leave. It was obvious that there was something going on but he wasn't going to worry about it if Ei wasn't. Might as well just go home and fuck Gabbie.

**

Denki was there even when Kirishima was out on patrol or on assignments. He didn't mind at all. Actually, it gave him peace of mind to know that you'd be protected while he was gone. When he got home late, he'd often find you two curled up on the sofa tangled in eachother's arms. The two of you would be so cute that he didn't want to wake you but it wouldn't be manly for him to take up the huge California King by himself while you two were smushed on the couch. So, after taking a few pictures he'd pick you up and nudge Denki awake so he could join the two of you in the bedroom.

None of you questioned anything. It just worked. Why fix something if it ain't broke?

Denki couldn't be happier.

One night, you were asleep in his arms while he spooned you in the massive bed, waiting for Kirishima to return home.

He loved simple moments like this. When he could listen to your soft snores and feel your warm body pressed against him. His hands would travel up your bare legs so he could rub at your thick thighs. The oversized Chargebolt tee you were wearing gave him easy access to your fluffy body.

Denki placed soft kisses on your neck and shoulder while he spread your legs and cupped your warm pussy. "Fuck,," he groaned against your shoulder when he felt the heat coming from the slightly damp material.

Now, Denki had thought about this quiet often. Imagining what it would feel like to slip his fingers inside that sweet brown cunny, scooping up all your juices and slurping them down. He just knew you'd taste amazing. Whenever the two of you were cuddling he'd have to restrain himself from biting you because you smelled so damn good.

Deft fingers slipped underneath the thin fabric and he grazed your folds making you shiver. Already so wet he thought, rutting his hips against your ass while his fingers explored your pussy.

Your reactions were priceless, when his knuckles brushed over your clit you'd whimper and press against his hard on. Soft sniffles sounded when he pinched and pulled at your clit, sending light shocks to the bud.

You were getting so wet.

A damp spot was forming on the sheets and his hand was soaked. He wanted to fuck you so bad, but what Ei think?

"Fuck, Ei" he whimpered, hips stuttering at the thought of his extremely hot bestfriend.

The things he wanted to do to him were way worse than what he wanted for you. See, you were soft and sweet and squishy. He'd want to be gentle with you. Soft kisses, cute laughs and hand holding.

But Ei ....

He wanted Eijiro to thrust his hardened cock so far down his throat that it threatened to dislocate his jaw. Then after drinking all of his bestfriend's cum, he wanted to turn the red head around and ram his cock up his ass. No prep.

Oh, how he'd love to see the rock hard hero screaming on his dick like a little bitch. He'd just laugh, but not too hard because he knew that Ei would probably have him in the same position a little while after.

Both, of you were moaning now. His fingers were moving faster. Thrusting in and out and scissoring your core while his thumb rubbed at your entrance and he rutted against your ass.

"Ngh~ K-kami." you moaned.

Fuck, he didn't even realize you woke up. Even better.

"S'good. Feel so fuckin' good around my fingers." he whined, hips jerking faster and harder against your rear. He was so close and your ass was so soft and your pussy felt so good. Too good. "Cum for me so I can feel you."

His voice was so desperate, it had you clenching and gushing around his fingers. He came with you, a loud groan rumbling from his chest, as he shot his load in his boxers. Embarrassing.

Denki didn't give a fuck though. He was estatic !

"c'mere baby" he turned your head and pressed your lips together. The kiss was deep and passionate. You were whimpering in eachother's mouths as your tongues wrestled. He was already getting hard again.

The two of you didn't stop kissing until you felt the bed dip. Kirishima was fully naked and stroking that monstrosity he called a cock. Denki's mouth fell open, he knew he'd probably be big but fuck....

"Don't stop on my account, little ones. Daddy wants to cum too."