#shigarkai

its not much but its a little somethin~ for @bad-munchy-time also you dont have to donate to my ko-fi unless ya really want to <3 

Your body pressed against your lover- or in this case- lovers.

You weren’t quite sure how to explain the situation you were in, not even to yourself. A Quirk had left your boyfriend split in two- one half of his personality, the sweet and loving kind- was behind you, holding onto you for dear life as his hips gently press inside of your body. He’s panting and mewling in your ear, whispering sweet praises and telling you how much he loves you-

And his other half. The scary, angry, lustful side of him, his pounding away at your front, his mouth feverishly devouring your own. He’s ravaged your lips, bitten into the soft flesh and drew blood. His kisses taste of iron and anger- overwhelming your senses and dragging you down into the pits of pleasure.

You love this man, more than anything- and having him on top of you- behind you- in your ear.. It’s too much but not enough. One arm is wrapped around your abrasive lover, while the other is bent back, fingers gripping into the periwinkle hair of your more sweet, intimate boyfriend. “You’re so amazing, (Y/N)... so good.. I love you- i love you!” Tomura’s voice is shrill with pleasure, the sounds coming out as sweet whispers in your ear. Above you, his more dominant side growls, pounding into your weeping cunt with so much force it makes your teeth rattle.

“You’re mine, princess. All fucking mine- im going to ruin you-” His voice comes out as a growl, dangerous and dark. “W-We love you, (Y/N)” “Fuck- you’re mine. All fucking mine. MINE. MINE.” You cry out as both of them press deeply inside of your used hole, feeling more full than you’d ever been before. Your sweet Tomura caresses your flesh, whimpering as he cums inside of you. The more aggressive side of him leans down, pressing you against his other self, pounding away at your sensitive hole. His lips find your neck, biting down hard enough to draw blood. You squeal, arching your back. With one last feral growl he cums inside of you, cursing as he spills inside your body.

The sweet one picks you up in his arms, your broken, used body limp against his chest. You’re basking in a delirious afterglow, too far gone to really think much of anything. He sets you on your bed, turning to his other self with a smile. “Lets stay and cuddle her.” Your sweet boy turns, his fingertips pressed together as he smiles wide. It seems by splitting him apart his quirk no longer activated. “Pssh. Fine.”