#viaoverthemoon

It was just a normal day.

You’d both had the day off, so you thought a trip to the mall was much overdue. You missed just relaxing with your husband with no worries and simply window shopping with him nagging about financial decisions in your ear. 

And it’d been just that… until it wasn’t.

Katsuki had worn a hoodie and hat to keep his identity hidden from the public, wanting to browse with you in private. But whilst the two of you were walking, a bit of his spiky blonde hair had poked out from the back of his hat and neither of you noticed until it was too late.

“Wait-! Ohmygosh, are you Pro Hero Dynamight?!”

Both of you flinched, the secluded ambiance immediately disturbed by the unknown voice of a fan. Luckily, the fan had asked the question in a normal tone and not very loudly, so other people hadn’t heard it.

You breathed a small sigh when you realized no one had turned their head at her question. 

Katsuki wasn’t as relieved as you were though, scowling and rolling his eyes before turning to the young woman who’d recognized him. “Yeah, I’m Dynamight. What's it to ya?” He grunted, curt, rude, and straight to the point. You rolled your eyes and smiled silently, stepping off to the side to look at the items within the store you’d both stopped in. 

Their talking slowly faded in your ears, the selection of buyables distracting you until a laugh made you turn your eyes back to them. 

“Y’know, you’re way more handsome in person…” The woman had gotten uncomfortably close to your husband, gliding a hand down his arm in a way that made your heart burn. 

Oh hell no.

As soon as Katsuki pushed her hand away and opened his mouth to (supposedly) yell at her, you’d made it to his side and grabbed his hand. “Hi!”

The woman looked you up and down, her smile fading. “Uh, who are you?” 

You just gave her a kind smile. This’ll all blow over once she knows who you are. “I’m his wife... Dynamight's wife.” 

Much to your dismay, the woman simply scoffs and shifts her hips. “And? Can’t you see we’re having a conversation?”

The drop of your smile was instant, a look of irritation and disgust quickly replacing it. Your back straightened, body tense as you let go of Katsuki’s hand and stepped forward. You thought since she had asked about your husband’s identity in a kinder manner, she’d be chill.

That was not the case.

“Bitch-!” 

Your hand reached toward the woman. You weren't sure what you would grab, but whatever it was didn’t matter. You were really about to rip this girl to shreds.

But before you could come in contact with any part of her, your husband's hands wrapped around your waist. He effortlessly held you back, a satisfied smirk on his lips. And that smile only grew as the woman in front of you gasped, eyes wide in shock as she backed away by multiple steps. Her hands were held up as if to defend herself. Obviously, she was scared shitless.

“Come near my man again and I’ll turn you every way but loose-!” Your husband had to turn himself around, your view of the woman blocked from view as he held you to his chest.

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In the end, the woman couldn’t even bring herself to apologize. She turned beet red and ran off in a hurry.

As you and Katsuki walked back to your car in the parking lot, he kept his hand around your waist. His smirk never left. He even let out a cocky laugh every now and then. He was never going to let you live that down.

“Katsuki, why are you still laughing?” You grumble, embarrassed. Your body feeling hot. 

Your husband let out a short snort. “I mean, shit… It was funny but you were also hot as hell,” He nodded. “If I knew you could react like that, I’d put myself out in public more often.”

You were quick to smack his arm, ignoring his hiss of pain and shout of profanity. 

The moment Katsuki steps into your house, the smell of you and food fills his nose. He immediately relaxes, his body loosening in that addictive way it always does when he comes home to you. 

He hears you call out his name and hurriedly strips out of his coat and shoes, placing them in their respective places. 

He rounds the corner and finds you at the stove, apron tied around your waist as you stir over a pot. 

You peek over your shoulder at him with a smile, whispering a tiny “Hey,” before turning back to the food. It doesn't take long before you feel him come up behind you, his hand on your hip bringing warmth to your entire body. 

His nose finds its way to your neck, breathing you in as he grunts his hello. You hum before scrunching your nose. “You smell like sweat Kats,” You mutter, leaning away from him slightly.

Katsuki flinches a little, face getting hot as he remembers he’d completely forgotten to shower at his agency in his haste to get home. His arms tighten around you. “I was… In a rush…” He mumbles, voice low and guttural, sounding more like whining than defending. And as much as you love your husband’s big muscular arms around you, you prefer it best accompanied by a nice smell. 

“Hmm, well, why don’t you rush your way over to the bathroom and shower,” You laugh, putting your spoon down and reaching an arm around to stroke his hair. “Dinner will be ready to set when you get out.”

Knowing there’d be no winning with you if he’d said it could wait, Katsuki reluctantly released you and turned toward your bedroom. He glared at you over his shoulder, his tiny pout visible. 

You made sure to blow him a kiss and giggle before he turned the corner.

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And that was how you found yourself in this moment, sat between your fiancé's wide legs, your own spread out as his fingers slide between your folds.

He'd moved the medium sized mirror, that was usually used for checking an outfit before leaving the house, to the front of your bed.

You're a moaning mess, mewling and shivering with every touch.

He slides his hand back and forth, slowly, teasing you with his fingers as his other hand fondles your left breast, twisting and pulling at your nipple.

You're soaked, core throbbing with need as Kento gently skims over your swollen ball of nerves.

He moans into your neck, resisting the urge to take you right then and there as you shift back and forth, trying to get him to touch you harder.

He'd yet to actually enter his fingers into you, instead palming around your hole like a curious cat.

You know he's more than familiar with your body, so you wished he'd just get to the point.

You whimper, leaning back against him and lifting your hips against his hand. "Kento... please..."

A small grunt escapes his throat, and you look up from his hand and into the mirror, eyes pleading as you and his eyes connected. His hair was messy, sweat making his arms glisten as he held himself back.

Your eyes travel along his muscles, veins popping beneath his skin. His jaw clenched tight, throat bobbing with a swallow of saliva. Heavy breathes left his lips as he held you tighter, pushing the limits of his arms to bring both of his hands to your aching core.

You mouth hung open. Kento looked up from your body and into the mirror, watching your reaction as he slid two fingers into you.

A light gasp left you, the feeling of relaxation coming over you, but you dared not look away. You kept eye contact with your fiancé as he slid in a third finger, his left hand coming beneath your left leg to hold it up and out of his picture-perfect view of you.

Your moans and whispers seemed to fuel him as he used the same hand, he fingered you with's palm to rub over your clit.

Your breath hissed through your teeth, jaw clenching from the stimulation. Your head feel back, falling on Kento's shoulder. A loud groan and silent prayer were all that was able to leave your lips before his teeth came in contact with your shoulder.

The sting of his bite jolted you right back up, gasping as Kento whispered in your ear, "I told you not to look away, Y/N.." His breath in your ear sent a shiver down your spine.

His hand picked up the pace, fingers slipping in and out of you with ease and at a speed your body just couldn't handle. Your whines and quiet begging for him to wait didn't seem to reach his ears, his eyes focused on the mess between your legs and seeing nothing else.

His fingers were just so long they repeatedly hit that sweet spot that makes you reach the stars.

And when Kento curled his fingers to massage against that spongy spot that hits you just right, the stars are exactly where you went.

He slowed down gradually and held your though your orgasm, whispering sweet praises as your legs shook and your eyes glossed over. His lips on you neck was the only thing that truly brought you back down to Earth.

You looked at yourself through the mirror, eyes half lidded and lips parted as you still panted a little. Kento pulled his hand out of your tired hole, drawing a soft sigh from you, and ran a hand down your body.

"Don't think bad about this beautiful body," He whispered with a smile and relaxed eyes. "It hurts me too, because I treasure it so much."

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If you're new here, welcome to Via's writing style, where she focuses more on romantic actions rather than any form of dialect :p

Y'all this has been in my drafts for a YEAR :( Sorry that I deprived the people of this masterpiece </3

-Via 💕

Hope you enjoyed!

He glares at you whilst you pull your mirror down and fix your hair. "What are you doing on duty so late? I thought we had a hot date at 6 o'clock."

He doesn't seem to share your playful mood, crossing his arms across his chest and giving you that concerned, unimpressed look. "Sweetheart... I thought we talked about driving recklessly just to see me when I'm working."

You flutter your lashes, looking up at him with a mocking pout. "Oh baby... not everything I do has something to do with you..."

He leans in through your open window, coming so close his lips brush against your ear. "Angel, whenever it comes to you acting like a desperate little brat, it's always got something to do with me."

Heat pools in your belly. You're about to ask him if that was a challenge but he steps back, leaving a hand on the edge of your car window and running a hand through his blonde hair and taking a deep breath.

"Baby, I can't keep letting you go with a warning. Someone's bound to catch on..."

You hum, reaching a hand up and running your fingertips along the skin of his arm.

His eyes snap to your hand before looking at you, eyes wide and shocked.

"I'm sorry, my love... is there any way I can make it up to you?"

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If someone drove down this road right now, you'd be screwed.

The smell of sweat and sex fills the small space of the car around you as your nails dig little crescent marks into your boyfriend's shoulders.

Leon wasted no time after your question, dragging you from your car and tossing you into the back seat of his cop one.

And now, you sit on his lap, his cock nested deep inside of you.

His hands rest comfortably on your ass, his eyes drinking in the sight of your face as you whimper and whine at the mere feeling of him.

When your hips stutter and your legs begin to give out, he shifts his hands to the underside of your thighs, helping you move up and down on his cock.

Blinking through the thickening hot haze, you look down at your officer.

He's already looking up at you, brows drawn together and pink lips parted in pure pleasure as a faint moan leaks from him.

Your hands slide up his skin and into his hair, nails lightly kneading his scalp whilst you roll your hips, pouting when Leon gasps against your lips. "Poor baby... Does it feel too good?"

You feel his hips jerk upwards, pushing himself impossibly deeper as he nods and places his head in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. "So good- Feels so good, angel...-"

A grunt escapes him, his large hands tightening around your thighs. You nearly cry out when he suddenly picks up the pace, chasing after his fast approaching high.

"L-Leon-! Baby slow down-!"

But it's as if your words fall on deaf ears. Leon only groans loudly, throwing his head back and whining pathetically.

You're teetering on the edge of your own release when a sudden rush of wind and the console digging into your lower back take you by complete surprise.

Your hips lay squished between the two front seats, legs on either side of Leon's hips and in the air. Your hands shift to his upper back, nails scratching harshly along his skin.

He pushes his body weight on you to keep you still as you writhe beneath him, gasping and whining into the empty space of the car.

His large cock slides along your wet walls, the movements creating the most pornographic squelching noise you've ever heard. You swear you feel every vein, every twitch, every stretch.

You cry out, gripping onto him for dear life as your release tears through you, taking your breath away and causing stars to form behind your eyelids.

Leon swears as he feels you clench around him, his legs stopping for just a moment before he groans, pushing into you slowly one last time.

His warm seed spurts inside of you, coating every corner of your walls. He grips the seats for support from the sheer power of his orgasm.

You help him down from his high, stroking his forearms and whispering praises in his ear.

And you only stop when Leon goes slack, pulls out of you with a hiss, and begins to clean everything up. "Jesus Christ... we're never doing that again."

You scoff, slipping your skirt back on. "Oh, we're definitely gonna do this again babe,". You laugh as Leon groans, sitting back in the seat and throwing his arm over his eyes.

"Anyone could have seen us..." His cheeks are flushed pink in embarrassment, blonde hair still messy from all the times you ran your hands through it.

You slide closer to him and kiss his cheek. "Well then, it's a good thing no one did, huh?" You giggle as he playfully glares at you.

Biting your lip, you go to whisper in his ear, discretely slipping something into his pocket. "See you at 8?"

And with that, you slip out of the car and make your way back to your vehicle, pulling your skirt down into place and adjusting your shirt.

All while wondering what his reaction will be when he finds the pair of panties you'd stuffed into his pocket.

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Heyyyy...

Been a while huh? 😓

I'm backkkk

I've been a little busy, BUT, I'm not working anymore cause I'm moving to college soon so I've got a little more time before my real chaos enters my life.

Happy to see y'all again!

Your bare pussy nearly burns from the rough fabric constantly rubbing against you, but you can't seem to care. You only care about the steady build of your orgasm.

He moans, gripping your waist so tight it nearly hurts.

Looking down, you see the large tent in his pants. Immediately, you regret not paying more attention to his needs.

Reaching a hand down, you undo his zipper.

Leon jumps in surprise when your hand finds the tip of his cock, fingers skimming over the small slit.

He grunts, hands tightening around your waist as he roughly drags you forwards, applying even more pressure on your clit.

You gasp, rolling your hips to alleviate some of the pain.

Your legs begin to give out and Leon feels it.

He immediately takes control, resting his head into the crook of your neck and shifting you back and forth on his thigh.

A strangled moan leaves your lips. You roll your hips to try and match his ministrations, but you can't keep up.

You throw your head back, whimpering as his name leaves your lips.

He groans and you feel your fingers become sticky and wet with his release.

Your own gets closer and closer with every push and pull of your hips until it finally hits you.

Your hand grips his shoulder and your back arches, stars invading your vision from the sheer force of your orgasm.

You both come down from your highs, panting and sweating as you cling to each other.

After a minute or two, Leon looks up at you. His ice blue eyes hold a question, one you eventually nod to.

Let's hope you have one more in you.

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Omg I need to stop leaving for so long 😭😭

Here's this while I finish Chap. 4 of BCD (I PROMISE I'M WORKING ON IT!!!!)

Sorry I've been gone so long. Y'all I started college 🙈 This shit tiring asf.

Anyways, bye.

See you all later!

You're so deep in your feeling of accomplishment, that your hardly notice the sound of footsteps approaching you.

"Hey!" The sound of a yell catches you off guard, your shoulders jump and you turn around.

You're met with arguably the best eye-candy you've ever laid eyes on. Blonde hair and blue eyes. Perfectly framed face and a soft jaw. Kind eyes with a hint of mystery behind them, and those arms were something out of a mafia film. You wanted to take a bite out of them...

You realize your gaze had been wandering longer than society would deem friendly.

You feel your cheeks heat up and shake your head to rid of your less than neighborly thoughts.

"Hi! Sorry about that. I was really in my head I guess."

He looks at you, sheepishly smiling. "No, it was my bad, sweetheart. I didn't mean to startle you," He steps closer and offers his hand for you to shake while trying not to stare at your tits through the transparent shirt. "You must've just moved in. I live next to you. Names Leon Kennedy."

You shake his hand and tell him your name, trying to ignore the increase of your heart rate at the pet name. His smile remains through your interaction. He asks about your interests, your family, your life. And you do the same. You don't get many answers, but regardless, after a few minutes, you both feel rather close to one another.

Leon offers you dinner over at his place another day, which is an offer you can't and won't refuse.

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The day finally came.

You dress in a simple sundress, bringing a bowl of cookies with you as a gift.

Leon answers the door with a bright smile, welcoming you inside of his home.

His home is hardly decorated, but somehow still feels home-y. He explains that his job causes for him to leave on constant business trips, so he never really had time to decorate.

There's a type of tension in the room. It doesn't have a name, or a describable feeling, but it makes the room feel small. Causes the both of you to feel hot. Your conversations are relaxed, but seem to have some kind of unspoken meaning behind each joke.

At one point, you needed a break from the inexplicable heat.

You ask Leon if you can get something to drink from his kitchen. He, of course, says yes and leads you there, pointing to the cabinet that holds the glass cups.

Only, when you stand on your tip-toes to grab a glass, Leon's large physique is suddenly pressed against your back.

Goosebumps rise on your skin, and a small gasp leaves your lips as his lips skim along your ear.

He has you trapped against him, his arms gripping the counter on each side of your waist. You slowly sink back down onto your heels, grabbing the counter as well for support when your legs begin to feel like jelly. "Leon... What are you doing?"

His hands move away from the counter, fingers slowly tracing from your hip to your waist, where it rests as he whispers into your ear.

"I think we can both feel this... feeling between us... So why don't we stop beating around the bush and cut to the chase, sweetheart?"

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Everything seems to be a blur after that.

You only remember Leon's lips on yours, hands wandering and fondling anything he could get his hands on. He'd littered you with hickeys and bruises, slipping off your panties and throwing them off to who knows where.

And now, you lay bent over the arm of his couch, sundress shifted upward over your ass and Leon brutally pounding into you.

Your moans are muffled by the soft cushions of his couch, your hands gripping the fabric for dear life. Your legs have completely given up on you, lying limp and only moving to jerk every time Leon's hips hit yours.

Your hands grip the couch tighter and your pussy clenches around him as you whine out muffled praise.

The sound of skin slapping skin is borderline pornographic, the wet squelching sound only making the atmosphere so much hotter.

Leon grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking you up and pressing you back flush against his chest. "What was that, sweetheart? I didn't hear you.."

A loud whimper escapes your lips, your nails scratching the arm of the couch. "Said- Said it feels good! It feels so good, Leon!"

He laughs and you moan when he manages to hit somewhere deep inside of you. "Yeah? Feels really good, huh?" He growls and thrusts into you at a faster pace. You cry out, your legs going numb. And you would've fallen flat on your face if not for Leon's hands that grab your hips.

"Mhm! Yes!" Leon groans as your moans get higher and higher, your toes curling as he try's a new angle, this one causing him to hit that sweet spot that makes you go crazy.

A desperate sob mixed with a cry tears its way out of you. "Right there! Ah! Yes-!"

You writhe in his grip, your orgasm quickly approaching. He runs his hands over the sides of your body, gripping so hard you know you'll have bruises in the morning.

His thrusts get sloppy and erratic as he begins to grunt and growl in effort. "So pretty... You gonna cum baby? You gettin' close?"

He mocks you- actually mocks you. His words come out as though he's cooing at you, taunting you. Even though you feel like you should be offended by his tone, instead you feel even more aroused by it.

Your back arches and short, pitiful gasps leave you. "Fuck- Yes! 'm gonna c-cum, Leon! Gonna cum jus' for you-!"

You hardly finish the sentence before your release forces itself out of you. You cry out, electricity flashing though your veins, as your orgasm seeps all over Leon's dick. He somehow cums at the same time as you, heaving a deep and shameless moan.

The both of you take a moment coming down from the high, mouths hung agape, breathing shallow, and covered in sweat.

Leon finally pulls out of you, watching your body twitch while his seed leaks out of you. He glances at your face, seeing your blissed out expression. An amused smirk sits on his lips when you turn to look at him. You want to say something snappy, but your lungs haven't fully recovered. So, you settle for just flicking him off, muttering a small, 'fuck off'.

I think its safe to say, you would be seeing your new neighbor a lot more often... <3

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Omgg This took forever!! Finishing writing and proofreading at 3:20am aND I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS SINCE 2PM!!!!

Anywaysss, Hope y'all enjoyed!! <3