You're definitely not supposed to be overhearing this conversation.
"Holy shit, dude," Kirishima's voice echoes down the hall, loud with shock. "That's a whole-ass engagement ring."
"Obviously." Bakugo's voice is lower, barely audible over the radio he conspicuously turned on not too long ago. Even with your ear pressed against the bathroom door, you can barely make out what he's saying. "It's nice, right?"
You know once you open the door, both of them will pretend this conversation never happened. The night will continue as if your boyfriend didn't just reveal he's planning on proposing, and Kirishima will keep this little secret between the two of them, so you stay here, eavesdropping in the bathroom with your heart in your throat.
"Yeah, but..." Kirishima chuckles almost awkwardly. "Do you ever think you're moving a little fast?"
"Are you kidding?" Bakugo barks out a laugh, but his voice is warm and distant, like a memory you can't quite hold, "Every day I'm not married to her is a day wasted."
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Uvogin has a giant dick, and you have to take it somehow. 1602 words of pure filth. Enjoy.
“Do you want more?”
The four simple words were all it took to get you into your current position, said position being splayed out on the bed with Uvogin’s face between your thighs. You moaned at the way his tongue lapped at your slit, the way he flattened it against your clitoris, sending pleasurable tremors down your legs. You arched your back, your fingers raking through his hair; you were rewarded with an appreciative grunt.
A gasp escaped your lips when Uvogin gave your sex a broad-tongued lick followed by a quick flick to your clitoris. Large strong hands gripped your thighs, keeping them parted to give him better access. A shiver went down your spine as he lapped at your clitoris; you moaned softly as his tongue circled the nub of skin. Your legs had begun to quiver; had it not been for Uvogin’s grip on your thighs, they would have clamped around his head.
Your face began to heat up when you felt his tongue prod against your entrance; when he pushed his tongue in between your folds, your face became almost unbearably hot. A deep, hoarse moan rumbled through Uvogin’s chest, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your body. You bit the back of your hand to stifle a groan as the wet muscle moved between the folds of your sex; Uvogin was quite literally fucking you with his tongue.
“Oh, fuck!” You cried out, arching off the bed again as Uvogin moved a hand from your thigh to rub your clit. Pressure had begun building within you; it didn’t take long for the tension to snap and send you gasping and spasming into orgasm.
“Did you like that?” Uvogin reappeared from between your legs with a triumphant grin on his face.
You panted, your chest rising and falling as you struggled to form words.
Uvogin took your silence as an affirmation, and chuckled. “I know you did, ___.” He leaned over you, his mouth at your ear. “I felt you clench around my tongue.” He drew his tongue along the shell of your ear before drawing back and kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed. “Come here.” It was an unnecessary order; Uvogin grabbed your hips and brought you down to the foot of the bed, his eyes fixed on your cunt.
“Now…” he grinned at you playfully. “You still want more, right?” As he spoke, he dragged a finger along your slit.
You nodded, still unable to speak after your orgasm,
“Heh. Good,” Slowly and with uncharacteristic gentleness, Uvogin pressed a long, thick finger into your tight heat. “You’re so wet,” he observed, “so tight and warm, ____. Are you ready for me?” He pumped his finger inside you before adding another, pumping, scissoring and stretching you out as you squirmed at his touch.
“Fuck, ____…” He gave a few more slow, languid pumps. “You’re so, so tight. You’re going to feel incredible around my cock.” He added a third finger, chuckling when you cried out.
“Is it too much?”
You shook your head, knowing fully well that you were only lying to yourself. Uvogin had stretched you to the breaking point, and these were just his fingers. You had no idea how you were going to handle his cock. Â
“You’re taking my fingers so well, ____,” Uvogin praised, gently giving a few more pumps. His voice was starting to grow hoarse; you realized with a jolt that he was stroking himself. When you answered him with a whine, he gave a throaty laugh and withdrew his fingers. “Do you think you’re ready for me now?”
It was now or never. You nodded, eager for the challenge of taking him. You’d never taken his cock before now, but damn it, you wanted to try.
“Good.” Uvogin smiled at you before standing up. “I want you to get on your hands and knees for me, ____, can you do that?” Â
You obeyed, noting the strange gentleness in his voice.
Uvogin ran a large hand down your back and over your ass. “Spread your legs a bit more for me. That’s a good girl.” He gave your ass an affectionate squeeze.
You looked back over your shoulder at him and your eyes were met with the sight of Uvogin languidly stroking his impressively hard cock. You gulped at its size. You’d seen it before, but the idea of it going inside you… you suppressed a shudder of anticipation and turned back around.
“Are you worried about it fitting?” Uvogin chuckled darkly as he gave himself a few more strokes. “Don’t worry, it will.” Without further delay, he lined his cock up against your entrance.
Your eyes widened when you felt the blunt head of his cock nudge against your folds, and widened further when he began to push in. You cried out at the massive intrusion, wiggling your hips from side to side in an effort to get the discomfort to abate. Â
“You feel so good already,” Uvogin growled, inching in a little bit further. “You can take more, right?”
It wasn’t really a question; you bit your lip to stifle a cry when he pushed in further, inch by agonizing inch.
“I know,” Uvogin soothed, his thumbs tracing gentle circles over your hips, “you’re doing such a good job taking me.” He pushed in more, filling you more than you’d ever thought possible. You yelped when he bumped against your cervix, causing him to let out an amused hum. Â
Your body was on fire; you spread your thighs a little wider to better accommodate him, all while wondering why on earth you decided to try this. Â
“Relax, ____, fuck, relax!” Uvogin grunted, pausing momentarily before reaching around your body to rub your clitoris. Â
The distraction was a welcome one; you moaned appreciatively, twitching around his cock as his fingers worked on your clit. You felt so vulnerable, so spread open, so incredibly impossibly full… you had no idea how much more you would be able to take.
“Almost there,” Uvogin gritted out, pushing in a little farther. “Just a little more. That’s it, good girl…”
Finally, finally, he bottomed out, his balls resting warm and heavy against you as he ran a soothing hand down your spine. Without pulling out, he ground his hips against you for a moment, causing you to squeeze your eyes shut and stifle a gasp. It was too much. Â
Without warning, Uvogin pulled out, only to thrust back in, hilting himself inside you. Your eyes flew open and you let out a surprised cry as the previous fullness you’d felt returned tenfold. “You like this?” Uvogin asked, rocking his hips back and forth, battering you with his enormous cock. When you didn’t answer, he paused, his dick halfway out of you. “____, do you like this?”
“Y-yes,” you groaned, not quite sure why you wanted more.
Satisfied with your answer, Uvogin grabbed your hips and pushed into again with a bone crushing thrust. “You’re so tight,” he growled, his voice hoarse and rough, “you love being taken like this, so full of my cock.” His pace increased as he began to fuck you in earnest. “You love being stuffed like this, don’t you?” Another particularly hard thrust made your arms give out, and you fell forwards, your cheek resting against the mattress.
A dark chuckle was the only warning you got before Uvogin increased the pace of his thrusts; his hands held your hips with inescapable strength as he pistoned in and out of you. With a growl, Uvogin leaned forward, wrapping his arms around your middle so he could reach up and cup your breasts. “Tell me,” he panted in your ear, “tell me how much you love it.”
Having been fucked to near incoherence, formulating a full sentence was nigh on impossible. All you could manage was to slur a few fragments together. “So...good. Love… it.”
Your fragmented sentence seemed enough to pleased Uvogin; he hummed approvingly. “Good. Girl,” he gritted out, punctuating each word with a thrust.
Your legs, already trembling, had begun to shake so violently that you were sure you were about to fall. Just as they gave out, Uvogin caught you around the waist and continued to fuck you.
Your eyes rolled back in your head as your mind blanked, incapable of coherent thought. All you could sense now were Uvogin’s grunts, the growing pleasure in your core, and the ache between your legs. Â
Uvogin seemed to sense how close you were to orgasm, and doubled his efforts. His earlier restraint had given way to desire; he was fucking you raw. Â
Somehow, the relentless pounding drew your orgasm out of you; you came with a high-pitched whine, your body spasming and clenching around Uvogin’s cock. The large man laughed, seeing you so fucked out and exhausted, and continued his onslaught, pounding into you until he reached his own peak.
With a low groan, Uvogin came, spilling his release deep inside you. He stilled, his cock twitching as he panted above you.
You whimpered when he pulled out, the sudden emptiness feeling alien to you. Your entire body felt boneless and weary; you longed for sleep.
“___, you okay?” Uvogin joined you on the bed, pulling your comparatively tiny body close to him.
“Mmm…” You still hadn’t regained your ability to speak properly; you nodded as you snuggled into his warmth. You were vaguely aware of Uvogin saying something to you, but you were too gone, too exhausted to register. As you enjoyed the warmth radiating from his body, you let yourself slip into sleep.
