Summary: You've been friends with benefits with top hero Shoto Todoroki for quite a while. In the middle of a particularly delicious intimate hookup, Shoto tells you he doesn't want to be friends with benefits any longer because he's catching feelings. Romance (and amazing sex!) ensues.

Important Notes/TW: All characters are A30+, Aged Up Characters, Explicit Sex, Romance, No Protection, Friends with Benefits to Lovers, MDNI, This is an adult only blog posting mature content

SThis is a Female x Shoto one-shot/lemon. It was originally gonna be sub, but I didn't see a lot of Dom. Female readers with him, so I changed my mind. The setting won't be completely the same either. I didn't really know where to go with this one...So...yeah...probably not as good as the original. I recommend listening to a sensual playlist while reading this or the Male one.

Male Reader here if you want to read it or were looking for it (Don't accidentally get thirsty for [Name]): https://teenandbeyond.tumblr.com/post/670607087168045057/shoto-todoroki-x-reader

Sub. Katsuki x Male Reader: https://teenandbeyond.tumblr.com/post/670888212425752576/subbakugo-x-male-reader

🍋Lose Your Composure🍋 (MHA or BNHA)

Warnings: A bit of unrealistic-ness, Lemon, Dom.Female reader, biting, idk what else

Todoroki is always composed...and for so long you wanted to see what he was like when he wasn't.

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Today would be the day, the day you make Todoroki completely lose his equanimity.

Attempt 1:

Todoroki sat at his desk, you casually walked into his office.

"[Name]? Do you need something?"

You walked around the desk leaning over his shoulder, "Not necessarily. What are you up to?"

You were close enough where dropping into his office was normal.

"Just finishing up this report on that villain I arrested yesterday."

You blew into his ear gently.

The only reaction you got was his clenched jaw.

"Oh, really? How're you doing with it?"

You let your lips brush against his ear.

"I think...I'm satisfied with it."

Attempt 1: Fail

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Attempt 2:

Shoto walked into his office to see you sitting on his desk.

His eyes flickered to the red lipstick you wore before speaking up, "[Name]? Why are you sitting on my desk?"

He didn't really care if you did, but he was curious.

Your finger tugged on the collar of your cat-suit-like hero outfit, which Shoto realized was zipped down a little.

"I was bored. Thought I'd come to visit you, you're fine with that, right?" You gave a mischievous look.

He stepped closer, "That's fine, you can deliver this to Chen too, while you're still here."

You had a deadpanned expression.

Attempt 2: Fail

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The third time's the charm.

Attempt 3:

You were just going to be upfront about it.

The agency was closing up, Shoto usually stayed late to finish up some things.

Before you could knock.

"Come in, [Name]."

Shoto had his sleeves rolled to his elbows as his pen scribbled on paper. His jacket was discarded on a chair.

"Shoto."

He glanced up, "I'm surprised, you never stay this late after hours."

You sat on the edge of his desk next to him, "I was...motivated by something."

He raised a brow, "Like?"

You boldly sat on his lap.

"That's for me to know," you told him with a secretive wink.

"Why are you-?"

"Shoto, obviously you need things direct, so I'll be honest. I've been wanting you all day."

︴⋄ 𝕿𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖎 𝖎𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘

This is my first fic! ahhhh so sorry if it’s not that great hahaha

Word count: 3740 gah damn, I did NOT expect for it to get this long LOL got carried away

Genre: Smut, NSFW

Summary: You’re a brat and Mafia!Todoroki isn’t having it after having a rough day dealing with issues of his own.

Warnings: Rough sex, slight degradation, spanking, slight BDSM, edging, overstimulation

“I don’t care what the excuse is, when I give you a job, you get it done.” Shoto growled at the pitiful heap of a man he just finished teaching a lesson to. He wiped the blood from his knuckles, scoffed at the man with disgust, and turned to leave. The other members looked on silently, never daring to interfere when their leader dished out discipline.

“Fuck.” Shoto scoffed as he hopped in his car, frustration making him scrunch his brow. He lingered on the steering wheel as he closed his eyes and leaned back on the head rest. What a day it had been. Since taking on one of the more significant leadership roles for the group, the stress had been building up through recent days. Today was the cherry on top. One of his men had a hit he was designated to fulfill and lost the man while simultaneously almost getting caught.

Such amateurs.

There were so many younger guys that had been recently recruited and the more they fucked up, the more Shoto felt his patience wearing down. They would laugh it off, dismissing the severity of being caught. That childishness is what set him off to the breaking point today of beating on of his guys as a reminder to acknowledge the consequences.

Shoto was a hero with a reputation that would be in grave danger if it was exposed to the public that he ran with a menacing crowd. They operated underground, attempting to fly beneath the public’s eyes as they carried out business ordeals at night and always, ALWAYS wore their signature black masks. Shoto never expected to be pulled into such a dirty cycle, but he justified it with the thought that their hits were against bad people. Aside from that, he hated to admit it- but he was a sucker for money. Their gang was one of the most powerful and intimidating in the area, and when they approached Shoto to join, it was a win-win for both sides.

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Shoto backed out of the driveway and made his way home, annoyed thoughts biting at him the whole ride. Why did he have to worry about his men on top of everything else? In the moment, the thoughts of balancing his double life became overwhelming. He gritted his teeth and continued to weave through traffic. Being the reckless driver he was, he arrived at his luxury mansion in no time. Parking his car, his glanced in the rear view mirror to find an unforgiving reflection staring back at him. Running his hand through his hair, he attempted to make himself a bit more presentable. He didn’t have time for your questions, and knew if he showed up dirtied, you would pester him endlessly about it. Drained and ready to just get some peace and sleep, he stepped out of the car and made his way inside.

Your home was the perfect balance between modern and traditional. When you and Shoto got married, it didn’t take long to find the perfect one. Of course, he was straight out of hero school and was not affiliated with the gang yet. It almost tore you two apart when he joined. You were so opposed to his involvement in dark crimes- after all, he was a hero. Eventually, you tuned it out, trying your best to ignore the fact he ran with some of the most dangerous men.

Shoto burst through the door, clearly still angry. He threw his shoes off and mindlessly tossed his keys on the counter. You came out in the kitchen to greet him. Unaware that he had overlooked a stain of blood on his neck in his attempt to clean up before coming in, he pushed through to the bedroom.

“Where the hell did you get that from?” you narrowed your eyes as you tugged his shirt, halting him in the middle of the hallway.

Shoto half wanted to just dismiss it, but he knew you were just going to keep asking.

“I cut myself jumping down from a building when I was on a scene earlier rescuing a child.” He stated abruptly, hoping to shut your suspicions down. He knew you knew about his affiliations, but since you two never talked about it, he wasn’t about to bring it up now.

“Bullshit,” you said, “I went by the agency earlier to drop something off for you, and they said you weren’t on call tonight. You’ve been avoiding me the past week too, don’t fucking lie. This has something to do with that little mafia group of yours, doesn’t it?”

Heat mustering up in his chest, Shoto turned to face you, his heterochromatic eyes cutting through you.

“Why don’t you mind your fucking business? I thought you didn’t want anything to do with that part of my life, so why get all riled up now? Move. I had a rough day, I just want to sleep.”

You were done with his behavior.

“Because! You come home angry all the time, and I’ve already ignored some of the nights you come back with bloody clothes. That’s it, I’m over this. Running around fucking killing people like a criminal or pretending to be a hero. I can’t keep up with your shit anymore, Shoto.”

Shoto seethed at your words. Between his dysfunctional group of guys, the constant stress the agency was putting him under, and now YOU. He couldn’t take it. The patience in him snapped.

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Before you knew what was happening, he had you by the wrist and forcibly led you to the bedroom. He pushed you in and locked the door behind him, looking more like a hungry predator than your husband. You knew his rough days got the best of him and when they did, the loving man you were infatuated with disintegrated. You couldn’t say you didn’t find some kind of satisfaction from bringing out his dark side, but damn, tonight he looked PISSED.  

He stood over you now, staring at you with carnal intent, before breaking the stare and tossing you on the armchair in the corner.

“You know, I had planned to just shower and go to bed, but since you wanted to put your nose where it doesn’t belong, you’ll learn your place tonight.” He leaned down to you, his face an inch from you. You turned away.

“Better be in position for me when I get out, princess” he whispered, his breath grazing your neck.

You knew what this meant. Every time he had a particularly rough day, he used you as relief. He got up and disappeared into the master bathroom, where you heard him let the water run and step in the shower.

You debated leaving like you were just yelling in the hallway about. But you couldn’t do that. He had eyes everywhere, he would find you. Besides, in some twisted way, you relished in the power this man had over you no matter how hard you tried to break it.

Realizing he would be done soon, you slipped out of the chair and into your designated position. You sat slowly on your knees, with your hands in your lap. You brushed your hair back, ready and waiting.

Then, a thought flickered across your mind- disobey him. You knew more than anyone how serious Shoto was when he gave orders, he expected full compliance. He was used to it. You never defied him.

He doesn’t deserve it. You thought, not wanting to give in to his demands. With that, you lifted yourself back up and into the chair, slouching and making it seem like you didn’t care. You waited as you heard his wet footsteps padding towards the door.

“You better be in position princess,” his voice drifted through the door.

You waited anxiously. He stepped in, clad in a black silk robe and gently rubbing his hair with the back of his towel. Your eyes studied his figure, one that was almost too beautiful for you sight. The robe was loosely tied so that his toned chest was exposed and his wet hair look….my god, was that your weakness.

A sharp “tch” snapped you out of your thoughts. He had lifted his gaze to see you, still in the same spot he left you in.

Your stomach fluttered seeing his realization that were defying him. A sly smile crossed your lips as you fixated your stare on his narrowed eyes. Dropping the towel on the floor, he approached you quickly, bending down to pinch your cheeks in his hand in a rather tight grip.

           “You think this is funny? I told you to be in position when I finished.”

You cocked your brow, your brattiness still stirring despite his grip on your face.

           “Didn’t feel like it”

In response to your tone, Shoto moved his hand from your cheeks to your hair, yanking you up and walking you over to the bed.

He pushed you over, as you stumbled to catch the side of the mattress, looking back at him, biting your lip, challenge still glimmering in your eyes as you silently dared him to do his worst.

Boiling with pure annoyance at your disobedience from earlier, the dominant in Shoto leaped out as he turned your head, forcing your upper body into the mattress. Your shorts were pulled down and his hand found the bridge in your back as he pushed down, hard.

“Stay right fucking there. I swear if you move.”

He went to the dresser and you could hear him fumbling through his belts. Once he came back over, he smoothed it and doubled it over. Keeping your composure, you tried to peer over at him, to which he noticed and quickly took his left hand and pushed your face forward.

“Keep your eyes forward. You’re going to watch.” 

You were facing the mirror that sat on the other side of your bed. Shoto kept his hand in your hair and brought down the belt to grazed your ass. You didn’t even see it in the air before you felt it. Taken aback by the force, you fell slightly forward and bit the sheets.

“What did I say- eyes up” Shoto barked.

You looked up with fire in your eyes, glaring at him. Seeing how mad you were did nothing but to intensify his hits, determined to break the brat in you tonight.

Smack. The second one came down hard and biting down on your lip, you struggled to keep your shriek in. “Sho-“ you whined quietly.

Shoto wasn’t pleased with your lack of response and continued to rain down spanks with no rest between, inevitably forcing tears to spring out of your eyes. “Who’s Sho? What do you call me princess? Better start acting right or this gets worse for you.”

“I-I meant Daddyy” you try and make up for your mistake. You looked at your reflection, now falling apart at the hands of your husband.

Your whimpers satisfied his ears as he threw the belt to the ground and stepped back to admire his work. Bending down to place a soft kiss on it, he let his tongue trace the newly formed welts.

“I didn’t want to do this princess, but you had to learn a lesson for being such a brat earlier,” he mumbled against your skin. You swayed your hips back, still panting from how winded the spanking got you. The coolness of his tongue felt soothing and for a moment you thought that was it. But he was far from done with you.

He spun you around. Falling back on the arm chair and untying his robe, he stared you down.

“Strip.” 

You only had your bra and shirt still on but shyly slipped out of them. His eyes ravaged your figure, thirsty to have you at his mercy. His hand rubbed against his robe, ready for some release.

“Come here. You’re going to suck me off and make me feel good” 

Shoto gestured for you to sit at his feet, to which you followed. Your ass sat back on your heels, still tender and red. Looking up at him, you reached for his cock. He grabbed your wrist and threw it back. 

“No hands, use your teeth.”

With that, you glided your teeth over his robe and gently unwrapped it from his body. His dick revealed itself to you and you licked at it before Shoto grew impatient. 

“Stop with the teasing” he hissed and pushed you down. If there was something you were an absolute beast at, it was giving head. Shoto knew it too. He knew you were capable of taking his length expertly. As you sank down on him, he threw his head back with a deep moan.

“Fuuuck Y/N, you know how to please Daddy. What a good girl”

His praises made you melt as you responded with sloppy gags as your eyes rolled up to look at him. He was barely holding on, you could see it in his expression. Turned on by your gaze, he wrapped his hands around your head and forced you down. You stayed there until you sputtered and your throat burned, leading you to pinching his thigh twice- the signal you used for when you couldn’t take it. He pulled you off sharply, briefly scanning you for any real distress. Despite having an actual dark side, even in the bedroom, Shoto would never take it too far, so long as you permitted it. He opted to teach you lessons when needed, but would never fully want to break you.

You looked up at him- mascara running and saliva smeared on your chin and smirked. “Done already?” you teased. Taking this as an indication that you were fine, his expression flickered back to his dominant demeanor. “As if,” he scuffed. “I’m far from done with your bratty ass.”

Thrusting his dick back in your mouth, your breath hitched in surprise. Shoto was now frowning down on you, watching you bob up and down. “Fuck babe, I’m gonna cum” he exhaled out. You closed your eyes and prepared yourself, all while he repeatedly hit the back of your throat.

He groaned as he released and you felt the warmth seep on your tongue. “Hold it, don’t swallow,” Shoto ordered. You froze in surprise, never being told to do this before. As his cum shot into your mouth, the taste was too strong, you gulped it down before even giving his request a second thought.

“Did you just swallow it?” Shoto looked down, obviously disappointed. “You’re such a fucking slut you couldn’t even wait to drink my cum couldn’t you?”

He brought his thumb to lift your face to meet his. “And here I thought you were starting to learn. But you’re still a bad girl, Y/N....sooo bad”

You shivered in his touch. Fuck. You didn’t mean to swallow. You had already dropped the brattiness in hopes of getting properly fucked after your spanking, but now you dug yourself a deeper hole.

Shoto lifted you and pushed you on the bed, where you fell face first into the pillows. 

“Get your fucking ass up in the air” he mumbled, as he hitched your hips up roughly. You stayed on your forearms, waiting in your vulnerable position for whatever he had in store. He slid off the bed to the headboard, where he had attachments for cuffs you two used every now and then.

“Hands.”

 You offered him your wrists, watching as he cuffed them straight above you. You laid on your stomach with your hands attached to the bed, your ass up and out before him. Shoto moved to examine your perfectly posed frame, all for him. You were a blank canvas for him to mark as he pleased.

You winced as he dragged his hand on your sensitive ass, his fingers slipping ever so lightly over your folds, making you lighthead. “Shoto please, I didn’t mean it. I just wanted to be a good girl, please”

Your reasoning did nothing to offset the mans intentions. “Oh princess, you’ll be a good girl by the time I’m done with you” he calmly said, moving his face to be at face level with your slit. Without warning, he brought his tongue to your entrance and began violently lapping streaks up and down. You squealed. Both of you had oral game that was out of this world. Your mind swirled as he continued to devour you, his thumb reaching around to rub your clit. You felt a tingling creeping up and with that, you started to mewl Shoto’s name. He pinched your clit roughly and muttered through eating you out “uh uh, that’s not my name”

The added vibrations of his voice against your most sensitive parts made you cry out. “Daddy! I’m gonna cum” With that, he took it away. His tongues, his fingers, everything- gone. Frustration built up in your chest as you tried to grind back against something….anything. 

Shoto let out a menacing chuckle. “Baby, you aren’t going to cum until I say you can, understand?”

You grit your teeth and nod. Of course.  

“Look at you. Fucking dripping like a whore. Your pussy is just waiting to be filled, isn’t that right?”

Still caught up in your lost orgasm, you weren’t paying attention. That is until an icy hand wrapped around your throat, jerking you up and arching your back against his chest.

“Answer me,” he growled softly in your ear.

“Y-yes daddy. I want to be filled by your cock”

Shoto sighed in approval and reached up to adjust the cuffs, directing you to lay on your back. You wiggled under him and watched him ready himself. Pushing the hair away from your face, he leaned down to his your temple and whispered “You ready for Daddy to fuck you into your place, princess?”

You nodded slowly, now under his spell, fully submissive….straight up putty in his hands.

He lined himself up with you and slowly inched inside, carefully watching as your face contorted. He bottomed out and fell forward, only stopping for a few seconds to let your adjust before he began his pace. It was brutal. He took his length out before slamming it all in, forcing your breath to be stuck in your throat.

 “Daddy- unf..harder..please”

Shoto smirked and leaned back, placing your legs on his shoulders. He continued to drill into you, your hands growing sore off the cuffs as you were rocked up and down. You didn’t care. The insane pleasure outweighed the pain.

“Look at me”

Your half lidded eyes sprung open to stare into Shoto’s, full of lust. He smiled at your mangled expression.

“Looks like my pretty little princess has been broken. Tell me, did you learn your lesson?”

“MMhmmm” you can barely draw out any words as you nod fervently, as he went deeper into you.

Shoto slowed down temporarily to reach over to the dresser to grab a small bullet vibrator.

Oh no. You thought. You knew how one of Shoto’s favorite punishments were edging and overstimulation. You had hoped he forgot but then again, when did he ever.

Placing the vibrator on your clit, Shoto flipped it on, drawing an immediate cry from you. Your cuff hands yanked against their restraints to no avail. You tried squeezing your legs closed, only to be met by his hand roughly pushing it back open.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing? Stay put, you’re taking this punishment.”

You looked at him with pleading eyes. You knew this was going to push you over. He hiked it up to the highest setting and you turned your head to bite in your arm to suppress your screams. Between his cock rutting in and out of you at an unforgiving speed and the vibrations, you weren’t sure how much more you could take. You began to see stars.

“Don’t you dare cum. Hold it.”

“I can’t! It’s too much” you cried, tears spilling over as you whined, begging your husband to take it easy.

“You wanted to be a brat today, you can take it. You won’t cum until I tell you to”

His words made you heave in frustration. How the hell were you going to hold out?

Suddenly, the vibrator turned off, his dick left you, but his head dipped down quickly. Pretty soon, three fingers were pumping in and out as you continued to feel your orgasm approaching. Shoto licked and sucked your clit, knowing you were on the edge. He softly bit at it, which made your hips rise off the bed and plead for your release.

“Please daddy! I can’t anymore, I have to cum”

He watched you writhe, not saying anything and his lack of response made you question whether it wad okay to let go. He was teasing you. Shoto continued slamming his fingers into your g-spot as he looked up.

“Cum, Y/N. Cum all over my fingers”

Not even a second after you heard his permission, your orgasm hit you hard as you came undone on his hand. Looking satisfied he retracted his hand from your pussy. Moving up, he thrust his cock back into you. Eyes shooting open, you stifle a scream as he plowed your now overly sensitive cunt.

“Ahhh~ I can’t again, its too sensitive Sho, not so fast”

“I haven’t came yet angel, don’t be fucking selfish” he growled as he chased his high. Holding your hips down into the bed, you felt his quirk lightly activate, as your left hip started to freeze and your right was heating up. Tears streamed as you silently screamed, overly stimulated to the point where your voice was knocked out of you. Shoto grunted, falling on top of you, as he reached his peak.

 Sighing into your neck, he collapsed beside you. Reaching up, he unfastened you from the headboard and you brought your hands down to massage them. Just as fast as your little session had manifested, the dark glow was gone from Shoto. He lightly kissed your slightly bruised wrists. “Sorry,” he looked up with a soft face. You returned a small smile to him.

summery: part two of “are you hiding too?” read part one here: ✿✿✿

college au + nsfw 

pairing: shoto todoroki x fem!reader

word count: >3,000

warnings: cussing, mention of drugs and alcohol, nsfw, oral, intercourse 

a/n: oh my goodness, i can’t believe you guys wanted a part two!! and with smut?! lord have mercy, i can’t believe i’m giving y’all permission to be horny on main smh...oh well >:) i had a really great time writing this and if you guys dont like it i might actually cry...hehe enjoy!! 

taglist: @mixfi​ @lilacskyura​ @brownmoonchild (comment or message me if you would like to be added)

After what seemed like ages of attempting to drag Mina and Ururaka to their shared dorm, you finally managed to put them into bed. You felt drained, the two of them were completely drunken toddlers. Except worse because they reeked of vomit and were far from cute. 

You walked took the stairs to your own dorm, sneaking in quietly. Tsu was asleep in her room, and you did your best to not wake her up. Your phone chimed, signaling you had failed. 

“Shit shit shit,” You whispered, quickly turning your phone on silent. You made your way into your room, closed the door behind you, and plopped onto your bed. You exhaled deeply, exhausted from your night before looking at who had texted you. 

unknown number: hey, y/n its shoto :-) 

You blinked and bit your lip, your cheeks heating up. You recalled the nights events. You had only just truly met Shoto, but the way he kissed you made it seem like you had known him for a lifetime. Before you could reply, you heard your name being shouted from your window. You hurried over to the window and peered your head out. On the sidewalk below stood the very drunk Denki Kaminari and a plastered Eijiro Kirishima. 

“Oh y/n, y/n, let down your hair!!” Kirishima sang, his words slurring together. 

“Nah man you gotta be like, HEY Y/N FLASH ME YOUR TITS!” Kaminari wailed, flinging his shirt in the air. 

You rolled your eyes, “Go to bed boys.” 

Their eyes widened seeing you look down at them. Kirishima cleared his throat. 

“Shall I compare thee to a summers day-” 

“CMON Y/N, LET US UP! WE’LL MAKE IT WORTH YOUR WHILE,” Kaminari sang, thrusting his hips out in the air suggestively. 

You laughed and shut the window and closed your curtains. You hopped into the shower, washing off the smell of weed, alcohol, and Mina’s vomit. You got into your pajamas and crawled into bed. You remembered the text from Shoto and eagerly grabbed your phone, replying quickly. 

request: "le gasp" can I.. can I please have some soft yandere todo x fem s/o smut? i'm a virgin slut for that man (he soft boy no matter what au he's in)”

a/n: todoroki’s beloved makes such a sweet, beautiful darling...but it’s quite clear that she makes an even better wife. obsession, forced marriage, dubcon, virgin reader, female pronouns, choking, implied breeding kink, lemon, shoto having a filthy mouth. 

word count: 2.4k

“You look happy…”

Shoto’s voice was so soft, tugging at you with such an innocent tone, it was as if he was gently asking you on a date or telling you how pretty you were...instead of rubbing the pads of his fingers against your entrance, slipping them in just slightly every so often, before pulling them back out to trace circles round your wet little hole. 

“...You look like you want something more. You can tell me. What do you want?” The slick sounds of his palm brushing against you was too distracting for you to answer, your mind already attempting to wander from the fact that he had stripped your lingerie off so carefully, before starting to finger you as if you were a normal pair of excited lovers. 

“...Do you want me to eat you out? Do you need more preparation? I know, your first time must be frightening...but I’ll be gentle with you.”

You could have never guessed you would be listening to Shoto say such things, and in such a calm way, too. But, to be fair, you couldn’t have imagined that this would be your fate at all--sat in Shoto Todoroki’s lap, noises stifled with your hand as he fingered you so gently, the glimmer of the diamonds on your ring gleaming in the lamplight of his bedroom. 

“We can go as slow as you need...we have all the time in the world..”

He whispered into your ear, such a smooth voice sending a shiver down your spine. ‘Slow’...you could have laughed at such a notion, if you weren’t currently spending your night being touched and groped by your former classmate.

Your graduation from U.A had been just a week ago, and with it came the official start to not only your adulthood, but the future you had been working towards since the moment you first stepped into the school. And with three years of gruelling work under your belt, and so many crushing failures and life-changing successes...it had all been snatched away the day after you’d received your diploma. Even as you sat with him now, laid bare and warmed by the fiery side of his body, your elegant dress abandoned in the corner of the room, it was a hard pill to swallow. 

You’d received a letter the day after your graduation, formally signed both by Enji Todoroki, a court judge, and the name of a relative you now remembered only with disgust. You had come to realize that with the connections that only a pro hero like Endeavor could utilize, you were essentially being forced into a quirk marriage...to his son, and your former classmate; Shoto Todoroki. 

God, you cried. You spent such long nights crying, fighting, trying everything in your power to refute it, or at least make them put it off so you could begin your hero work...but it was all for naught, and this afternoon, you had exchanged rings with Shoto in an extravagant ceremony, locking yourself into this marriage for as long as you both lived. For the rest of your life, you would be the sweet, submissive wife that Shoto always wanted...and as much as you knew he didn’t want to acknowledge it, the two of you would undoubtedly live out the same legacy as his own mother and father.

“...Love? You’re not paying attention to me..”

At the silent reply hanging in the room, you felt the hand steadying your hip grow warmer...and his fingers plunged further inside you, tearing a gasp from your throat while they started to grow colder. In seconds, you squirmed at how icy they felt inside you, compared to the stifling heat that pulsed around them as he rubbed your hidden sweet spot. This time, you couldn’t hide the moans that slipped off your lips...but even still, you didn’t have the will to stop yourself from speaking your mind. 

"I..I don't want to be here, Shoto.."

His touches came to a halt, though that hard-to-read expression on his face never even twitched.

"..Oh. Would you prefer the bath? I know you said you were getting sweaty, wearing the dress all day.." He wasn't getting it. He would probably never get it, he would never understand just how trapped you really felt. Shoto would get to leave your home, he’d get to fulfill his wish of being a hero and do what he was so good at...and you would stay in your empty, lonely manor, acting as nothing more than a diligent housewife forever. It wasn’t fair. God, it wasn’t fair!

“No. I want to go home.”

“This is your home. Your home is with me, now-” 

Shoto’s hand crept forth to rest atop your own--only to be slapped off, as you leaned away from him as far as you could while you were still seated in his lap, your voice reaching a volume that would echo off the walls of your prison. 

“No! No, it’s not! I want to go home, Shoto! I don’t want to be married!”

His expression fell blank for a moment...but it was not long at all before his eyes grew dark. The hand on your hip warmed up, hotter, and hotter still, until it threatened to leave a burning scar against your delicate skin, much like the one around his eye that marred an otherwise handsome face. 

“...You’re sounding ungrateful. It’s not becoming to someone as beautiful as you.”

As sweet and genuine as they sounded, you didn’t want to fall for his compliments--but outwardly showing your thanklessness was starting to feel dangerous. 

“...I want you to be happy.” His thumb brushed over your clit, forcing a tremor to rock your hips...and the tension seemed to start melting away as he murmured to you, much to your disdain. You didn’t want to fall for his tricks, his subtle ways of bending you into his will...but really, in a position like this, what choice did you have?

“I know you don’t want to be tied down...it’s just who you are. But I can prove to you that being mine will make you so happy..” Shoto’s lips claimed your own in a firm kiss, his tongue gently prodding you until you allowed it to slip into your mouth. He went slow, and careful, as always...but not quite enough that your frustration was completely relieved. As humiliating as it was, he pulled away too soon...and he looked up at you with those big, almost wounded puppy-like eyes, that made you want to forget everything else.

“I want to spend eternity with you, to relish each day I get to wake up, and think of a hundred new ways to make you smile. I love you...I love you, more than you could even dream.” You wanted to stab a blade into your heart, just so it would cease its fluttering. You didn’t want to forget your anger, you didn’t want to melt into his touch--you wanted to have the strength to shove off of him, as he pressed the tip of his cock against your slick, sensitive folds…

“Tell me...tell me you love me.”

...But you didn’t.

“I-I...I love you, Shoto..”

The stretch as he slowly filled you out stung, but just in the beginning. You chose to turn your gaze away from where you’d been joined, teeth sinking into your lower lip to stifle the whimpers of discomfort...and as inches disappeared inside you, and you felt him rub against those spots you didn’t know existed, to muffle the pleased moans that you knew would surface in no time at all. Shoto had been panting softly into your shoulder, but once you felt him press into a particular weak spot inside, he sucked in a sudden gasp through his gritted teeth. Maybe, if the circumstances had changed, you might have been able to think it was rather cute. 

As you both adjusted to the change, and the pressure of him spreading you beyond the norm, and your walls constricting him so tightly...your husband let out a deep sigh, and whispered his praises into your ear as he started to thrust. 

“Ah...hah, a-ah...ah! There!”

To your shock, Shoto cried out in such a wanton way, flicking his hips upward to hit your soft spot again, before burying his face into the side of your neck. His sudden movements sent jolts of pleasure rocketing up your spine, more and more intense as he started to buck his hips, until it became too much to bear all at once. All you could do was ride out the wave of pleasure he was sending you on, your keening moans and his heady grunts filling the air of the bedroom, alongside the scent of sweat and the dim moonlight shining in through the window. 

In your mind, you knew you should have wanted it to end as quickly as possible, keep whatever shred of dignity you had left after wearing that stuffy dress he picked out, and saying your scripted vows that felt like you were announcing your own death sentence...but in reality, it was just different. Not healthy, not in any way, but...different.

“Sh-Sho! Shoto-! Shoto, p-please, I-”

The hand that had been keeping your waist steady had slipped off, reaching up to close around your neck--while his free one, which had been perched on your thigh, snaked down between your legs to rub circles around your swollen, needy clit. He squeezed, gently, and clearly took notice to the way you tightened when he did--and gradually he laid more and more pressure against your throat, watching your glazed eyes intently as your mind started to float away. 

“You’ve got such a be-beautiful face...beautiful lips...beautiful eyes…you’re the perfect wife for me..” The way he spoke, the way he moved and thrusted up inside you, everything had a fuzzy tinge to it as your oxygen dwindled...but it made it all seem so much more intense, and with your head struggling to stay clear, Shoto took the opportunity to mutter into your ear.

“I never wanted to force you, you know...but I knew I could never have the courage to tell you how I really felt...I just wanted you with me, no matter what...even if I had to ask for that bastard’s help…”

He accompanied that curse at his father with a grunt, his pace slowing to a more steady rhythm--though he never stopped, his strokes longer and more deliberate, so you could feel every ridge and clench around his prominent veins as they rubbed you in all the right ways. 

“But..now I can say everything. Now that we’re married, and I..I’m fucking you like this...I can say whatever’s on my mind..”

It was getting harder to resist the way he filled you up to complete satisfaction, not to mention his fingers slipping and pressing firmly into your sweet little button, occasionally rolling it between his digits, or giving it a teasing pinch. 

“You’re so tight, I might suffocate...and I love the feeling of your throat under my fingertips...I want to fuck you until you cry. I want you to feel like you’re dying without me. I want you to be mine forever..”

Things were teetering on dangerous, now, with your lungs desperately squeezing for air, and coughs starting to wrack your chest as the dizziness was getting sickening--and though Shoto quickly sped back up, his grip only became tighter. His breaths grew heavy once more, as the bucking of his hips became depraved and frantic...and as your vision started to darken and the edges began spotting, he groaned directly into your ear, and made shivers run down your spine. 

“Let me see how much of my cum you can take...show me how perfect my wife is, my love.”

You could vaguely hear yourself, your voice a desperate mewl as his name slipped from your lips--and he rutted against you once, twice, three times, his last thrust a dirty, bruising stroke, and your mind suddenly went white. Ecstasy rolled over the entirety of your body, and made your knees curl inwards as he pumped his load inside, pearls of white slipping down his cock as you quickly became filled to overflowing. 

You collapsed into his chest, slumping bonelessly against him as he kept you upright, your exhaustion preventing you from noticing his hypotized gaze, as he watched his cum spill out of you like a perpetually dripping faucet. 

You hoped beyond hope, you prayed that you didn’t fall pregnant this first time...this one time Shoto had insisted on forgoing any protection. 

“It’s what lovers are meant to do. After this, we can use a condom whenever you want...but tonight is our wedding night. We’ll be so vulnerable to each other...and I want you to feel the love I have for you.”

What other couple could have such a conversation, as you were getting prepared to walk down the aisle? You’d heard that old wives’ tale, that the groom even seeing his bride before the ceremony would ensure misfortune for their marriage...and now, as you laid your head on your husband’s shoulder, you knew it had to be the truth. 

Shoto rested a hand atop your head, softly stroking your hair as he whispered about how wonderful you were...and as you came back down from your high, you were uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was still inside you. His cum was so thick, and still so hot as it sat inside of you--and as you glanced up at his face, you realized the gentle smile he had on his lips, one that could only be explained as pure bliss.

“You took it all, just like I asked…”

His hand grazed your stomach, lingering over it for just a moment too long...but soon, he seemed to snap out of his trance, and held you in a comforting embrace as he slowly pulled out, and let his cum spill out of you and into a sticky mess on your clean sheets. 

“I’ll carry you to the bath, so just relax for a little while…a-and...I love you, too..”

Y'all wanted it

So imma provide

Also sorry about the absence, I've just been overly stressed with work and I haven't really had the time to sit down and actually write

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Warnings: Val's randomly sinful smutty HCS

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Bakugou

Grunter

100% animalistic once he really gets going

Wants to try bondage but knows he'll just rip them off of you, but him on the other hand get ready

Is a Switch and will fight for power so if you're going to Dom him you have to be have your head in the game

Definitely has a Prince Albert and loves it when you tease around it

Will force you to beg for him until you can't take it anymore

Definitely has a breeding kink paired with a dirty talking kink

Will mark what is rightfully his

When he's close expect singed sheets

Midoriya

Moaner

Poor baby is still flustered at the thought of you being nude

You have to do most of the work for him which he loves and also hates

Will occasionally Dom if you get him riled up enough

Quickest way to get him worked up is to rub every part of him BUT his cock or his nipples, this boy is a sucker for teasing

But when he Dom's he's ruthless

Noise kink, so hes going to try to get you going as much as you got him going

Power bottoms occasionally

Todoroki

Gasper

The true definition of a switch

Will wait for you to make the first move so he can either sub or dom if needed

Sensual until his lust gets a firm grip on his senses

All it really takes is one of your mewls to send him into a lust filled frenzy or tracing his koi tattoos on his hip bones

The ravenous lover™

Into temperature play obviously but is also especially weak for lingerie

Will always cum on you just to see how insanely hot you look panting with his seed on you

When he comes undone his fingertips turn frosty/steamy

Shinsou

Groaner

Is mainly a softer Dom but will occasionally sub

Into bondage, edging, marking, and petplay

His favorite thing is when he's sitting down and you're sucking him off on all fours with his hand gently coaxing you to change your pace

Scratch him and he'll let out the most gravelly sexy moan

One of those "if you do it to me I'll do it to you 100 times over" types of doms

He's not going to go overboard with anything though

Meaning he will just stop suddenly and claim you were getting "too into it" and you "need a break"

Just show him how much you need him and he'll fuck you into the matress

He'll use his quirk on you only after months of you asking for it and a guarantee way for you to snap out of it if you choose to, he's all about that consent

Kirishima

Groaner/Moaner

Obviously a praise kink (both ways), body worship, and a dirty talk kink

Lives to take you to paradise every single time, Dom or sub

If you haven't cum at least 3 times he isn't doing a good enough job

Not that he doesn't do a good job, he knows your body like the back of his hand and can work you with ease

Has a Frenum piercing and will use it to tease your clit with no remorse

Very handsy and bitey

You'll always end up with a neck filled with hickies

When he's close he clenches his jaw until his quirk causes his body to have hardened patches

Iida

Breathless groans/choked gasps

He's a stubborn switch so you have to initiate a lot of the sexy times, mainly because he's overly cautious

Get him going and you've got him hooked, line and sinker

Gentle but strong thrusts

Will 100% comply if you want it faster/slower

Uniform kink, clothed sex, stockings

One of his favorite things is bending you over a desk and just ramming into you

Take off his glasses for him and he'll go full on pedal to the metal

Will kiss you everywhere the entire time

Denki

Grunter/Porn Star Moaner

Mega switch

Definitely will send little static shocks through his partner

He's the "I'll try everything once" type and doesn't really have a set kink set, that he knows of

Will try shit he learned in porn, it's either gold or shit, please tell him which

He's a huge coy tease, the whole "what I didn't do anything" smirking type

Has a Kings Crown piercing

Non-jokingly refers to his cock as a Lightning Rod

Has a high libido so buckle up

Sero

Groaner

Pure definition of a switch, only Dom's/subs when the mood, or you, call for it

Bondage, edging, marking, pinning, all both ways

Wants to try a lot of the karma sutra but is too nervous to bring it up

He's a closeted romantic so expect a lot of soft courting followed by soft sexy times

Huge fan of Kinbaku but again, too shy to bring it up

Gets love drunk when he's turned on

Turns into a power bottom when he really gets going

Toshinori

Groaner/Gasper

Soft Switch, when he doms he's the most gentle and considerate dom

He's pretty much down for anything, but his ultimate favorites are praise, role-play, and sensation play on both ends

He tends to try to stay in his All Might form but it's extremely taxing on him

Eventually shifts to only doing the deed in his normal self, a little praise goes miles for this heart of gold

Typical Beauty and the Beast type

Aizawa

Huffer/Grunter

Mainly a Dom but you get the rare sub blue moons

Serious™ Dom

Dirty talk, sensory play, bondage, and orgasm play are his go-to's

Those "Well you asked for it, you better be ready" types

Will go 0-100 in an instant and back to 0 like nothing happened

Loves the noises you make whenever he does even the slightest action

His favorite thing is when he comes home and you're just laying on the bed

Hawks

Groans/Chuckled Moans

Switch boi

He's like a mixture between Denki and Kiri, he's a cocky fuckboy but he lives for his s/o

He's down for mostly anything, he's just sensitive about his wings being restricted

He's a sucker for domestic stuff so hit him with that blowjob while the dinner's still cooking and he'll be weak

When he gets flustered his feathers slightly puff out

When he's close expect his wings to slightly beat

His favorite thing after is of course the aftercare, cue him wrapping you up in his warm comforting wings and just laying down talking about seemingly insignificant things

Dabi

Grunts/Purrs

Dom, secretly a switch if you can handle him

Bondage, temperature play, edging, dirty talk, creampie, and overstimulation are all wrapped up inside this living furnace

Expect some fast, hard, rough sex

Savor the slow, soft, gentle sex, when he's in that rare mood

He's a huge tease and will flat out finger you in public one second and turn around and ask where you want to eat

Lives for your reactions

When he's truly whipped for you expect some faux-reluctant pillow talk with him playing with your hair

Shigaraki

Raspy groans

Dom leaning switch

Doesn't really know what he's into because he hasn't really given it much thought

He's a control freak so expect him to try to dictate what happens a lot, unless you can shut him up that is

Teach him the ways of the horizontal tango because he only knows the bare basics

When he does get the hang of things expect some rough yet slower sessions

I combined two requests into 1 lol

anon 1 said: may we get some smut todoroki x reader? Or smut bakugo x reader? 

anon 2 said: Can I request headcanons for Todoroki and his S/O having sex and Endeavor nearly catching them? Bonus points if S/O's parents are sworn enemies of Endeavor's. 

Character: Todoroki 

Genre: Fluff, Slight angst, and obviously smut

Note: I feel like I couldn’t fulfil the second request and I kinda feel guilty. i’m sorry anonnie!!!

also if you had noticed that I didn’t post for two days, it was because I am not at home and am travelling for an internship, i’m sorry for the delay

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-Todoroki is a very soft guy during intimate moments

-he takes this time as a way to fully show his appreciation for you

-he knows you’re really  insecure about you relationship with him

-because your parents are not very fond of each other

-(an understatement)

-but he wants you to know that he will stick with you

-against all the odds, defying everything

-he wants to show you how much you mean to him

-since he doesn’t really voice his feelings out

-so the time for sex is all dedicated to you

-he wants to pleasure you, and you only

-it’s a silent of thanking you for sticking up to him

-he starts off by pulling you closer to him

-and the moment your back collides with his chest

-he brings his ice cold fingers upto your neck to brush off your hair and expose the nape your neck

-he leans down and the bridge of his nose brushes against your neck

-slowly exhaling, the his lukewarm breath tickles you, sending vibrations through out your body

-watching you shiver in his grasp, he proceeds to place a small kiss on the same spot

-waiting for you to elicit some kind of noise

-and once he hears a slight mewl escape past your tightly shut lips

-he takes it as his key that you’ve loosened up

-he then places his palm on you hips

-and swiftly turns you around

-pins your arms up with his hot and cold ones

-leaving you shuddering from the two contrasting temperatures

-leaning your head against the wall in the overwhelming feeling building up within you

-and exposing your neck

-he takes it as his chance to kiss every inch of your neck

-and taint your skin in marks

-first he drags his tongue along your neck, applying pressure at certain points

-stimulating your senses

-which makes you go into this trance like state

-he’ll then abruptly stop

-and hold your chin in his fingers, intensely staring at you

-”look at me, don’t loose focus”

-all you could do was slightly nod

-before he shocked by harshly nipping at the spots with elicited small mewls previously

-you grab his arm making him involuntarily start

-he just looks at you

-his orbs clouded with confusion, unable to fathom why you did it

-however he waits for you to say something

-when you finally open up about your nervousness about your families

-he immediately stops everything and pulls you in for a hug

-burying his head in the crook of your neck, he murmurs

-”i’m sorry, I should’ve asked you before this starting it. I was ignorant about your feelings, however, regardless of whatever happens, I want to be with you and no one else”

-hearing those words had flipped a switch in you

-immediately forgetting about your nervousness, you untangle yourself from his embrace

-and yank his collar to pull him towards you

-and capture your lips into a fiery kiss

-genuinely stunned by the turn of events, he slightly stumbles

-but once he regains his composure

-it’s game over

he’ll start by teasingly grazing his tongue against your lip

-eliciting a mewl from you

-the vibration from it has the strings of his heart tugging at his chest

-as both of you start loosing control, your hand unknowingly travels to the crown of his head

-and you start raking your fingers through his scalp

-relaxed from your handiwork, he gently sighs into the kiss

-he pulls you closer to him, with your chest against his clothed chest

-putting his hand over your cheek, he tilts it to deepen the kiss

-while tracing random pattern over your cheek

-and uses the other hand to lift you in his arms and carry you over

-he gently places you onto the futon

-before proceeding to sit in front of your dishevelled state

-he just takes a moment to admire you in front of him

-his eyes full of love and admiration for you

-looking at this state of his

-it makes you a bit emotional, as tears start pricking your tear ducts

-startled from your reaction he asks “Are you scared about my dad walk-”

-and stops in his tracks when he realizes you’re smiling while reaching out for his shirt

-with a soft smile, he takes your extended hand and guides it to his chest

-urging you unbutton his shirt

-and when you’re doing that he’ll just stare at your face while trying to unbutton yours

-and once both of your tops have been discarded and thrown into some unknown corners of the room

-hell put his cold hand on your shoulder, slightly pushing to lay on the futon

-he’ll hover over you, with you pinned beneath him

-before running his fingers along the small of you back

-causing you to involuntarily lift your hips in pleasure

-as his hands travel further up your back

-and swiftly undoing the clasp of your bra

-and casting that aside that as well

-ad then his hands moves down the curves of your body before stopping at the hip

-and gently pulls your pants and underwear in one go

and the proceeds to unbuckle his own pants 

-leaving each other’s bodes bare

-and then he lowers himself onto you

-his knee between your thighs

-his forehead on yours

-his fingers interlocked within yours

-his lips ghost over your sensitive skin

-before capturing yours 

-as he aligned himself before pushing himself inside you

-you breath caught  in your throat 

you hands immediately went to the hold onto his back

-as he remained inside of you

-both your breaths started to get heavy

-he pushed himself inside

-little by little, giving you time to get accustomed to him

while enjoying your warmth encompassing him

-as you moan his name out

-he’ll gently trace pattern on your hip, traying to soothe the stinging sensation out

-and then proceed to softly pepper your cheek in small, comforting kisses

-however, once you start grinding into him

-he’ll genuinely be shocked as he let out some guttural moans from the unbelievable pleasure

-and then he gains courage to push himself inside you

-each time, with the intensity increasing as he slams into you

-you hold on his back tightens as the pressure of his fingers around yours increases

-his eyes close as he was overwhelmed by the blissful feeling of pleasure

-he was driven to finish as your moans got louder and louder

-however he realized the danger by hearing loud footsteps outside the room

-he untangles his fingers from your grip before tilting your chin and slamming his quivering lips against yours

-capturing all those lovely moans for himself

-the vibrations against his lips were driving him over the edge as his heart was relentlessly pounding

-you could feel your insides coil up from the pleasure

-and so could he

-before snapping his hips one last time

-causing both of your bodies shuddering as you reached your releases

-the two of you laid beside each other

-still basking in the glorious feeling of your love making

-a soft smile dawned upon lips and he pulls you closer

-and rests his head on your chest

-and covers your bodies with a blanket