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As children you both loved sleepovers. you were always at each other's house, snuggled under the covers, sharing laughs, giggles and snot bubbles. Even as you grew older you two always found yourselves taking refuge in each other's homes. It was a thing share between only the two of you. Even now you find yourself wrapped in his sheets, hyper aware of the heat that radiates off him. You were about to learn that just because tradition doesn't end, doesn't mean they can't change.
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You woke up gradually, sweating, breathing heavily and confused and way too aware of the breath on the back of your neck. You're sluggish, too slow to realized when he shuffles closer practically fusing to your back, his musk invading your nose, hot and suffocating. You try to shift away, your heart picking up speed and pounding against your fragile rib cage. 'A mistake' your brain conjures, searching for any excuse, anything that could distract you from the heat coursing through your veins and the solid body that stuck close to your skin. Over the years you'd spent together you had grown use to his presence but never like this.
This proximity forces you to feel everything, especially how much hotter he seems and just how much he starts to squirm. You feel the same pounding in his chest, its erratic and fearful the way its trying to jump out his chest. You stiffen as his hands grip your sides, lips trembling against your skin. A nightmare, you think by the way he whimpers and whines into your neck, dragging you impossible closer until you're slotted together like a jigsaw pupzzle, and hunching himself in you as if to hide.
You refuse to acknowledge it. Mind and will overpowering your traitorous body. You and Mark were friends, just friends. You played tag together as kids, played uno with each other's families, caught frogs in a ditch and ate dirt out each other's hands. You remember his gummy grin. For God's sake you knew him since he was a child. You could never think of him in this way, never, never, never. You didn't notice the way he grew taller, filling out his clothes in ways you could only imagine. You didnt notice the way his voice deepened, every call of your name sending shivers down your spine. You didn't notice how his gummy smile transformed into that shiny bashful grin, framed by those plump pink lips. You didn't notice. You couldn't notice. You didn't. You— could have sworn he moaned your name.
His heavy breath fans across your flushed skin, his heart pounding against you in the same rhythm, so in sync as if he's feeding on what you radiate. He squirms against your back like a worm, muscles tensing to grip your sides until pain fans across your waist, ripping at the last of your restraint. You're just about ready to turn around and wake him before you feel it— Something grinds against your ass, strong as steel and relentless. Only then you realize his whimpers and whines change into something more like a groan which then bleeds into gasps and moans as you find yourself rolling your ass into his arousal.
For someone so strong, he is painfully vulnerable in mind, responding so generously to your touch. "F-Fuck..." has you mindlessly shifting each other's positions, and settling right on top his throbbing arousal, putting in extra work to coax more sounds from his drool smeared lips.
Something in the back of your mind probes you to stop, begging for the last piece of dignity left alone. Instead, you find yourself reaching deeper, feeling at his twitching abdomen with trembling fingers, tugging at the loose waist band of his pants, and playing with boundaries that you should've never been near.
Pairing : Zayne x fem! reader
wc : 342
Warning : slightly suggestive content
A/n : this is my first time posting a fic anywhere. I hope you enjoy it.
Zayne really liked your yellow sundress, the one with tiny jasmine patterns dotted on it. He liked it even more because you always paired it with the pink cardigan he had gifted you. You looked unreal in it, way too gentle and warm for the harsh and cold world he was familiar with.
“You look lovely,” he’d say, everytime you would wear it.
Today, you wore it again for your routine checkup.
Soft, innocent and graceful like always.
But there was a little difference, almost unnoticeable and totally unfair.
Your cardigan was gone.
The dress hugged your body more clearly now, the bodice was lower than he could remember. It was nothing scandalous but well, maybe, just a little distracting for the poor doctor.
Zayne adjusted his glasses once. Then twice.
“Sit still," he said, clearing his throat.
You obeyed, watching him with wide knowing innocent eyes as he lifted his stethoscope over your chest. His long and slender fingers brushed over your skin, warm and steady at first but not for too long cause soon enough they were left a shaking mess, his professional facade crumbling apart.
The rise and fall of your supple breast was right there, painfully undeniable. Which made his fingers tremble even more.
He listened.
And listened.
For a little too long, all while swallowing more than what could be considered normal.
“My heart is acting up again?” you asked, tilting your head with a frown in your brows.
“no," he said, swallowing again.
Your heartbeat was calm and normal. His, however, was not.
"no?" you quirk up an eyebrow.
He lifted the stethoscope away but his gaze lingered at the enticing sight infront of him for a little, before turning away completely.
Your lips curved, just barely.
Zayne cleared his throat again. “Next time,” he says, avoiding your gaze, “please bring the cardigan.”
You let a small sly smile grow on your face.
“I thought you liked the dress.”
“I do.”
And that, exactly was the problem. And you knew it.
Oh your poor doctor Zayne.
A/n : mans is drooling and all. Muhahaha!
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Hii can I request a fic where the reader has low iron? Like when Wally decided to surprise the reader and they stood up too fast, suddenly fell down, almost blacked out before realizing it. And oh la la, when reader got it together they wake up to Wally holding them closely?
HAPPY LOW IRON GIRL! ( Wally west! )
summary: The birthday present Wally prepared for his girlfriend was so beautiful that it made her faint.
pairing: Wally west x gf!reader
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Your birthdays weren't something you liked to celebrate, but since you started dating Wally, that was a thing of the past. Whether it was a big event or just a day at home, he always found a way to make it special.
That's why you were sitting on the bed, flipping through a book, when you heard his quick footsteps and a cheerful.
"I need you to stay here, honey," he said, poking his head out with a mischievous smile. "Don't move. I have something for you."
You raised an eyebrow at him, but couldn't help but smile. "That sounds suspicious..."
"And it is." he laughed. " but a good one."
You didn't argue. Honestly, it was nice to let yourself be taken care of, and from the couch, you could hear him coming and going around the house. You continued reading, though your attention wandered to the door every time you heard utensils clattering, hurried footsteps, and the occasional "oops" that brought a smile to your face. You didn't know what he was planning, but you knew Wally well enough to know the surprise wouldn't be long in coming.
A few minutes later, you heard his footsteps approaching, this time without the commotion. Wally appeared in the doorway, wearing that proud smile he always wore when he was about to show you something he'd made.
"Okay, everything's ready," he announced. "But I'm not going to let you get there on your own."
"And why is that?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Because today is your birthday, and you deserve special treatment." Before you could answer, he bent down and swept you into his arms in one swift motion. "Did you know you look prettier up close?"
"Wally!" you laughed, surprised. "I can walk just fine."
"Yes, but it's not that romantic, we are a romantic couple remember?"
You settled against his chest, feeling his steps quick and steady. The sensation of speed in such a short period of time seemed strange to you. You laughed, but just a few seconds later, the world suddenly began to spin. The room lost clarity, and a feeling of emptiness crept into your head. You clung to his shirt, noticing your body weakening. "W-Wally... wait..." you murmured, feeling your strength drain from you.
He noticed it instantly. “Hey, hey, hey, what’s up baby?” He stopped, pulling you against his chest and lightly tapping your face. “Hey, come on, look at me.”
You blinked a few times, trying to focus on his face. “Just… I got a little dizzy… you know, low iron…” you whispered, your voice weak.
His expression changed instantly; there was no trace of the mischievous smile from a minute ago. "Oh, darling... you're going to scare me to death one of these days. Don't even play with my soft heart."
Without waiting for your response, he spun around, and within seconds he'd placed you back on the bed, carefully seating you but still holding on. One of his hands remained on your back, the other holding yours firmly.
Without letting go of you, he spun around, and in less than a second, you were back in bed. He settled you carefully, one hand on your back and the other on your cheek, as if he needed to reassure himself that you were there. "Are you sure you don't need anything? Water, food, a nap, all at once?"
“Just… give me a moment,” you said, trying to smile to calm him down.
But he didn't seem willing to relax so quickly. He leaned in and hugged you, so tight you could feel the rapid heartbeat in his chest. "Don't do this to me again, birthday girl," he murmured, his voice a little shaky. "The only way you can faint with me is out of love."
That made you chuckle softly, and you felt him loosen his grip slightly, but still not completely letting go. "I'm fine, Wally..."
"Yes, but I'm not going to let you go until I believe it," he replied, holding you close to him as if you were the most valuable thing in the world. "I'm going to bring you the surprise, and I'm going to add some lentils while I'm at it."
He kissed you on the forehead and ran at full speed to the kitchen again, leaving you still in bed while you stared at the door.
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Hanta sero being the biggest fuck boy around, and izuku being sensitive and inexperienced leads to many things
Like izuku begging sero to teach him to fuck you. And trust me he’s writhing. Red faced, maybe teary. He’s so embarrassed. And sero just drinks it up. “Yeah? You want me to teach you to fuck your girl?” Or something slightly condescending.
Of course hanta agrees cause you’re hot. So he’s sitting behind you, against the headboard. While he shows izuku how to make you cum in every way.
First lesson was fingers, second was tongue, third was his dick. And after was toys he lended you both. Fingers started out tricky, but sero was fairly hands on, resulting in four fingers in you rather than two. Izukus personal favourite was the vibrators. Something about being as desperate and pathetic as him, turned him on.
Something about the condescending attitude plus the whiny pathetic behaviour goes crazy. (Side note. If you want it to be even more freaky. Make izuku the fuckboy and bakugo the pathetic one. “I guess you’ll always be second place to me kacchan.’ Or something even more diva-ish.)
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I’m literally going crazy, i wouldn’t have thought of this on my own and i’m so grateful you brought this to my attention—
Sero is a very good choice because he’s so experienced!! Poor Izuku wouldn’t know what to do, he’s never had a girlfriend before!!
She/Her and Born at birth anatomy.
{idk where katsuki came in from, but I literally breath for cocky izuku. Will make a small dabble if you send in something about cocky izuku and katsuki}
{Also saw chubby reader for some reason- BUT EVERYTHINH WORKS}
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“Don’t just whine,” sero sternly shouted at the green haired man that was too lost in your pussy to think of anything else. Izuku has been trying so hard to learn everything, and has been getting so turned on with how pathetic you looked when you’ve been overstimulated.
“M’sorry,” he opened his eyes and focused on fucking you just right instead of his own needs, he tries to reach deep and use his cock with the tips sero gave him! And he listened to how you like it as well.
Sero rolls his eyes and grabs izukus hand from behind you, his other hand still grabbing your waist and you lean back onto his chest. “Play with her clit like a man! I thought the number one hero could please his girlfriend,” he looks down at you, your eyes half open as you look at your boyfriend. He recalled your defenses against izuku being a bad lover throughout the evening but never once said no, or that what sero did wasn’t right.
You moan and whimper when izuku started to play with your overused clit and started to squirm underneath both their holds, but sero made sure to keep you still. “See? Ain’t that a precious sight,” he hated to admit, if you were to find yourself single — he’d fuck you so good. But he has more respect for izuku then to pull you away from him.
Izuku had enough of the hunger in Seros eyes, he knew it was strange to get jealous when he literally asked for this.
You yelped when izuku pressed your leg up higher and inched his body closer, his legs almost crushing you, “Gonna cum?” Izuku egged on. sero watches him start to pump your guts, and the sound from your lips and pussy is so good it makes him hard. Izuku was rough now to, his hand making a imprint on your leg that he held closer to your head, and his hand still playing with your clit.
Sero smirks, proud of Izuku gaining confidence and fucking like a man. “Damn, fuckin’ her rough? I knew you were like a rabbit.”
¡!Don’t repost my posts on other websites, don’t translate them, theses are for me to publish on my own!!
