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❤︎ XOXO, PUMA: i listen to a lot of audio porn…18+, minors and ageless blogs DNI.
eijirō kirishima swears like a sailor. he starts out sweet, but it gets to a point—usually when he’s watching his cock bury inside you, any hole will do—where he gets a little selfish, greedy, chasing his own high, even (especially) if it’s through you. and by the time he’s fingered you through a third orgasm, his eyes wrecked and lips bitten pink, he’s rambling about how much of a filthy fucking whore you are, leaking all over the bed for him like this.
hanta sero is the epitome of calm, cool, and collected. he’s never silent, but he doesn’t let himself go until you’re begging use me, daddy, rounding your cute little eyes and hurting you’re bottom lip in a pout like he’s not doing enough. he always, genuinely, tries to resist, but his willpower quickly corrodes the moment you wrap his hands around your throat, and suddenly, all fears of hurting you dissipate. he just wants to cum, dammit.
denki kaminari is a performer. he likes being watched—likes the look on your face when he licks his cum off your stomach, the look when he bottoms out and shows you how good you feel. but, he can short-circuit just as easily, turning into a whiny, pathetic mess when you fuck him to a second orgasm.
izuku midoriya is a babbler. it’s not long before he’s stammering about how pretty you are, how lucky he is, how good you feel. but don’t mistake that babbling for submission, because, yes, he may be drooling on your shoulder—but he’s also got your face shoved into the pillow with one hand, using the other to prop your hips to find that spot that makes you scream.
hitoshi shinsō is typically pretty quiet, until he gets drunk. (or high, though its usually some combination both.) then, he can’t help but buck his hips to make you gag on his cock, because as hard as he tries, he’s not a nice guy. but you’re always so sweet to him, and he tries so hard to return the favor, feeling perpetually guilty for every single immoral thought—but once he’s drunk, all he wants is to see you cry.
katsuki bakugō sounds just like his music taste—hot and loud. he won’t talk about it, and if you tell anyone, you’re dead, but even when he’s alone, he has to keep a hand over his mouth to keep the unwanted noises at bay. the issue is you feel good, too good, and every time he finds himself scrambling to bite at anything to shut himself up—a hand, the pillow, your shoulder, something.
But you don't want me to see nobody else. And I don't want you to see nobody.
𝄞 pre-relationship texts with KATSUKI BAKUGOU
𝄞 contains: a whole lotta swearing, reader is in the bakusquad friendgroup, fem!reader, setting is as UA students, slowburn, subtle cues, yes hes ur annoying homeboy, mentions of denki, kirishima, mina, sero, and mitsuki, kirimina and kamijirou mentions, denkis STAYS catching strays
𝄞 A/N: this is my first smau! ik ive js been writing blue lock but i decided to expand my horizons since i recently started watching MHA and im in LOVE. this is very much inspired by @zmbkats's pre-rls texts w bakugou! your post has changed lives.
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thinking about coworker!tenya iida who has a big fat crush on you
coworker!tenya who started at your job as an intern, but was quickly offered long term employment because he was the only competent worker amongst the other interns
coworker!tenya who notices you immediately. he swears you're the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on, and is determined to prove that he deserves your respect, regardless of how new he is
coworker!tenya who is quick to use "professional development" as an excuse. he's far too nervous to ask you out on a date of any kind, so he often suggests collaborative projects with you
(he'll claim it’s to learn the ropes, but really he just wants an hour of your undivided attention)
coworker!tenya who is so attentive, he notices everything about you. he knows exactly how you take your coffee in the morning, he notices the second you are feeling tired or unwell, and will often bring you treats to help "ensure your efficiency"
coworker!tenya who sees you looking overwhelmed with paperwork, and doesn't ask if you need help. he just marches over to your desk with a perfectly organized stack of files, ready to assist you, his face turning a light shade of pink as you thank him
coworker!tenya who has never struggled with public speaking, but finds himself stuttering over his words after making eye contact with you during a board meeting. granted, it wasn't a very important meeting, but he was so embarrassed. even after you reassured him that he did fine!
coworker!tenya who meant to tell you yesterday that your skirt was out of regulation, that it was far too short. but you looked so good, it slipped his mind! besides, who was he to enforce the dress code? you didn't get in any trouble, so surely it must've been fine
(he really hopes so, because it's now his favorite skirt of yours and he prays everyday that you wear it again)
coworker!tenya who loses his mind at the company dinners when he sees you all dressed up outside of your usual work attire. your hair is done differently than usual and he can't help the sudden warm feeling in his chest
coworker!tenya who wants nothing more than to compliment you, to tell you how beautiful you look! he spent the entire evening rehearsing the perfect compliment in his head, but you keep getting dragged away by your other coworkers, and it's driving him crazy
coworker!tenya who finally gets the chance to talk to you and is confused when you say that you've been trying to talk to him all night as well, but you thought he'd been avoiding you
coworker!tenya who can't believe his ears when he finds out that you've had a crush on him for almost as long as he has! what are the odds? all his hard work must have really paid off.
coworker!tenya who short-circuited when he walked you to your car after the party and you giggled at something he said. he wants to make you laugh forever
coworker!tenya who blushed a furious red after you gave him a goodbye kiss on his cheek before you left for the night, your lip gloss staining his cheek
coworker!tenya who leaves that party with your phone number and plans to ask you out the next time he sees you.
PAIRING : (college au) denki kaminari x black!reader
SYPNOSIS : you and denki have been best friends for a very, very long time. you’ve seen many phases of each other, seen each other cry, and seen.. other parts of each other. the truth is, the both of you have been ‘trying out being more than friends’ after years of tension and it’s been going pretty well. but— everyone already thinks you’re fucking. and as much as you’d like to prove your friends wrong…
CONTENT : 18+, secret relationship/situationship, marijuana usage, implied queer!mina cameo cs i can, denki’s bad at secrets, porn with (some) plot, high sex, p in v, oral (f!receiving), choking, fingering, explicit dirty talk, squirting, cum play, finger sucking, pussy slapping, toe sucking, mentions of public sex/voyeurism, male whimpering, pleasure dom!denki, vocal!reader, praise, slight switch!reader, ass play
the slightly sweet yet bitter taste of marijuana casts in your mouth as marijuana smoke enters through your body, the buzz of a body high intensifying as you pass the blunt to shinsou. it’s become a weekly routine for your friends to come together and hotbox his dorm. you and denki are lounging on his couch listening to music being played from his tv, mina is painting shinsou’s nails at his kitchen counter, and jirou is debating sero about ugly tattoos while he rolls another blunt,
“as a man, you just shouldn’t have neck tattoos.”
you chime in, agreeing with jirou per usual “thank you.”
sero rolls his eyes, “some are alright, but it’s the same thing when y’all get ass tattoos.”
in sync, both you and jirou immediately respond with “who is y’all?”
it’s now mina’s turn to join the conversation, staying focused on her manicure job. the pink haired girl shrugs, “i don’t know, some neck tattoos look good. it just depends— as long as it’s not too gay or anything.”
“you’re only saying that because kirishima has a neck tattoo” shinsou nonchalantly quips, earning mina smacking her lips accompanied with you, denki and sero loudly laughing.
“denki, i know you’re not laughing!” she exclaims, pointing her finger at him. “either way that’s not my dude, i literally put him onto his girlfriend and i don’t even know if i like dudes anymore.”
“shit, who you telling?” you casually reply, taking the blunt sero passes you. in your peripheral, you see denki give you a look that no one else hopefully catches. you side eye him, silently saying ‘not you’ before he starts with his nonsense once you make it back to his dorm.
as time passes by and you begin to feel more high, you become much more relaxed. mina eventually joins you on the couch after finishing shinsou’s manicure, the both of you casually cuddled up as you rest your legs on denki’s lap. you find yourself scrolling through tiktok, occasionally showing mina a funny video and cackling together. sero, jirou, and denki are in their own conversation, the topic unknown from your lack attention towards their bubble as you’re in your own. however, you still feel the way denki occasionally rubs his thumb against your ankle through your socks as he lazily speaks, his other arm slung over the couch.
your phone suddenly buzzes while you and mina’s faces are buried in it:
‘jirou👩🎤: you sure y’all aren’t fucking?’
“…lemme mind my business!” mina says while holding back a laugh, pulling out her phone from under her.
you shoot jirou a look before texting back,
‘yes, mina and i are in sexual relations.’
‘jirou👩🎤: girl please.’
‘jirou👩🎤: i mean you and idiot boy’
‘idiot boy is crazy😭😭’
‘nah that’s literally my homegirl’
‘and he too freaky for my liking i know too much about him ’
‘jirou👩🎤: lol. how would you know?’
‘don’t get blocked.’
jirou laughs from the coffee table, her head falling off the surface. denki looks over, getting snapped out of his weed induced haze, “wha’ happened?”
“i’m about to beat jirou ass.” you reply, playfully throwing a piece of candy at her. she sarcastically smiles at you, eating the snicker you just threw at her forehead.
the blonde yawns, leaning his head back on the couch. he looks you up and down while everyone’s occupied in their own business, his mind slowly getting took over by thoughts of you in his arms. there’s a moment of contemplation before he goes to text you privately.
‘denki 🙈: you ready to go pls??’
‘denki 🙈: i want my baby’
you fight back a giddy smile before slowly getting up, “alright, i’m tired. i’ll see y’all later,” you look over at denki, “can you let me in your dorm? i left my charger in there.”
he eagerly nods, dapping up his friends before you both begin to leave. sero and shinsou give each other a knowing look, both waiting until you and denki leave to talk about the obvious amongst themselves. they know their friend, and they know how he acts around girls he dates.
“get my vape out his room too!” mina says before you walk out the door. you tell yourself to remember that information as you walk towards the elevator with denki, trying to sober up at least a little.
as you walk into the elevator, you feel his hands latch onto your waist as his lips immediately find yours. your arms instinctively wrap around his neck as you return the sensual kiss, your bodies melting into each other.
“click 3.” you mumble into his mouth, attempting to momentarily push him off you. he dramatically sighs, clicking the button to his floor before immediately attaching himself back to you.
his hands rubs your waist and your hips, pressing you against him as he buries his face in your neck. “look so pretty.. wanted to kiss you so bad… would’ve had you in his bathroom…” he murmurs right in your ear.
“you know better..” you reply, slightly rolling your eyes to hide how hot and bothered he’s making you.
when you finally get to his dorm, you go to put your hair in a claw clip with the one you left in his bathroom from your last stay. by the time you finish, denki’s already sitting on his bed waiting for you to be in his lap.
“..you’re so easy.”
“for you.”
he grabs you by the hem of your leggings and has you straddle him, his lips reconciling with yours as his hands slowly reach down to knead the soft flesh of your ass through your leggings. you can feel how hard he is, his tip basically poking you. slowly, you begin to slide down his sweatpants as he so obediently shifts under you so they can come off. your hand softly wraps around his throat as the kiss grows hungrier, and you waste no time rolling your clothed clit against his erection. he hums into your mouth, tongue coaxing your mouth open as he dances his with yours.
quickly, you find yourself on your back as he grinds himself into you. his mouth sucks and kisses on your neck, small noises and breaths escaping from your lips— which isn’t enough for him. his hand goes under your shirt and finds your breast, the lack of a bra making it easy for his thumb to trace circles on your hardened nipple.
“denki~..” moans spill out your mouth as he shoves his hand in your leggings and under your panties, rubbing slow, firm circles on your clit. your hand grips his arm, and a smirk slowly forms on his lips, “yeah..?”
“use your words, pretty girl..” he coaxes, playing with your dampening pussy as he looks directly at you until you give him what he wants.
you practically pout at him, your thumb rubbing his arm as you start to squirm under him, “want you.. need you t’ make me cum..”
there it is.
your hand finds his hair as he kisses down your stomach, your leggings quickly coming off of you. you watch him lick his lips, your lace panties slick with your arousal. he pulls them to the side, slowly working you open with two fingers. you moan, your eyes fluttering as you spread and fold your legs up for him, “oo~.. mmfuckk~..”
he could cum right now at the sound of how wet you are, his fingers glistening with you. he soon dives into your clit, sucking and licking like his life depends on it. your eyes roll back as you feel his fingers curl inside of you, already feeling like you’re about to cum. he subconsciously presses himself against he mattress, practically whining into your sopping cunt.
“so good~.. fuckk babyy~.. wanna cum please~..” you mindlessly moan, a hint of desperation in your tone that’s enough to make him moan against your clit. the vibration has you squirming, a puddle of your arousal slowing from as your needy pussy drips for him.
he reaches under grabs your asscheeks, lifting you up into his mouth as he eats you out. his arms wrap around your thighs, keeping you where he wants you. he can feel you grow messier as his tongue switches between your clit and your entrance, licking up every bit of nectar you give him.
his mouth pulls back and he takes a second to catch his breath, “could do this shit for hours..” he praises, watching you cream on his fingers as he occupies your entrance.
your breathing picks up, hand buried in his hair as your orgasm grows closer, “shut up then…” you murmur, your impatience overtaking you as you crave his tongue playing with your clit.
and he listens, letting a glob of split fall onto your cunt before licking slow cirles on your sensitive bud. “fuckkk~… like that b-baby~…” you sigh, moaning as he makes you feel good. he moans against you, hips rutting once again into the mattress.
“wanna cum on your face~… pleasee~..”
finally, he decides he can’t take it anymore. you feel him retract from your clit and your hole clenches around nothing as he removes his fingers. before you can whine about him edging you, he coaxes his fingers into your mouth.
denki hovers over you as you begin sucking your own creamy slick of his fingers, “you gonna be a good girl and make a mess on my dick like that?”
you nod, humming against his fingers. he smiles eagerly, removing his boxers. he’s so hard that his rock hard dick springs out like it’s from a toy box, pre cum dangling from his tip. while you’re busy drooling at the sight, you almost don’t notice him kissing up your ankle and his mouth worshiping your fresh pedicure. he kisses and sucks on your big toe as he take his hand in your mouth to smear his tip with your slick. your cheeks warm up by the minute, practically having to look away. “y’ so nasty..”
you’re quickly shut up as he wastes no time bottoming out inside of you. you moan as he slowly pounds into you, keeping your legs in the air. “‘m nasty, but look how fuckin’ wet you are..” he responds, eyes glued to where you connect.
he fucks you faster, knocking sounds of pleasure out your throat as you feel him bullying your g-spot. he sucks on your big toes as he holds your leg up in the air, partly to contain his own pathetic moans.
“o-oh my fucking godd~..” you moan, your eyes rolling back as your hand moves to his pelvis.
“good girl… this pussy feel so fuckin’ good~..” his voice has both a softness and roughness to it, moving your hand and holding it partly to balance himself, “want you to cum real bad, baby~..”
your moans grow louder as he pistols into you more intently, toes curling in the air. he can feel your walls gripping him as he tries his best to not bust a fat load inside you too quickly. his thumb finds your clit, watching you cream on him, “yess baby… yeahh..”
“‘m cumming~.. fuck ‘m cumming~..” you whine, your vision unfocused and your brain dick-drunk.
“mhm, lemme feel it.. lemme feel that shit.. fuckk…” he moans lowly as your walls flutter around him, small squirts of arousal escaping your cunny as you let go, “‘my fucking godd… ‘gonna cum babyy..”
his head falls back and he groans loudly as his warm seed stuffs you full, his stroke gradually slowing down as he orgasms. his chest heaves as his muscles tense then relax, trying to recover from how hard he came.
“..fuck…” he exhales as he reluctantly pulls out of you, his dick still hard. he looks down at his semen leaking out of you, the sight too delicious for him to do nothing about. just as you’re ready to tap out, you moan as you feel his hand slap your clit. he leans down, capturing your lips in a messy kiss as he slaps your sensitive pussy another time, then teasing your puffy clit.
he maneuvers you so you’re turned around, face in the mattress as he lifts up your hips. his hand playfully smacks your ass, watching your pussy drip in the air as he lines himself back up. your whine only turns him on more as he slowly fills your greedy hole back up, “i know mama… not done with you..”
his thumb finds its way to your puckering hole, teasing it before pushing slightly into your ass. your blissful moans fill the room as he fucks you deep, your cunt talking back to him as he works you.
“this what you wanted? still don’t want dick no more?” he taunts, his hand bouncing your ass with his thrusts as your skin slaps together.
“n-no~… need your dick~…” your moans are half intelligible due to both the weed in your system and your face buried in his pillow.
you moan as his pace quickens and you can imagine his stupid smile from behind you, “yeah? you like when i’m that pussy?”
the music coming from your mouth and your pussy is enough to give him an answer, his dick already twitching from pleasure. the mess he’s making of you is too arousing and he can’t believe he’s the one that gets to make you feel good.
“‘m gonna cum~..” you whine, nails digging into the pillow. he slams into you in response, wanting nothing more.
“yeah, keeping cumming f’ me… lemme take care of you…” he coaxes, thumb continuing you tease you as he watches you take him.
yeah, mina’s miami mint has been long forgotten. you’ll come up with an excuse later.
๋࣭⭑ how to seduce the older nerdy guy in your class: a step by step tutorial!
pairing: tenya iida x reader : moodboard
word count: 1.3k
synopsis: ever wanted your sexy, older, nerdy classmate to fuck you? if yes, you’ve come to the right place! follow these easy, foolproof steps, and you’ll have his dick in you in no time!
you hated college; the work, more specifically. you hated the pop-quizzes, long useless classes, and the 50 question long tests your professors had decided to notify you about only hours before they were placed on your desk. but of course, there were things that kept you afloat: your friends, going to parties, and tenya iida.
you’d been eyeing him for a while now, soft glances while he’s presenting another A+ project to the class, soft hair flowing with each direction he turned and glasses sitting on his nose so perfectly.
what did doja cat say about noses again?
anyways, that’s why you decided to make it your personal goal to fuck him! because honestly, what isn’t there to like about him? yeah he may be stuck up and strict, but that definitely doesn’t stop him from being attractive.
step one: don’t do your class work, get his attention instead!
so that’s why you are where you are. sitting at your desk, scrolling on your phone, wasting your time instead of working on the packet your professor just gave you. it was perfect bait to get iida’s attention considering you sat right next to him.
the sound coming from your phone was enough to distract him as is, but your laughter just added the cherry on top of the cake. he was clearly getting irritated, and the pressure on his pencil increased, breaking the lead that separated him and the paper. he hesitated before speaking,
“you understand that you’re being disruptive to the class right now, don’t you?”
perfect. step one complete.
step two: talk back & flirt!
you dodge his question, “heyy iida, how are you?”
he rolls his eyes and gets back to work. he’s so sexy when he ignores you, ugh. you want him to scold you, call you a brat, bend you over this stupid desk and—
anyways.
“soooo, tenya— can i call you that? i’ll call you that, i was thinking—“
he turns his full body in his desk to face you, a clear look of irritation on his face, “disrupting me will not help you complete your class work.”, he pauses with a breath, “if you disrupt me again, i’ll–“ he pauses again, longer this time. you smirk,
“you’ll what, tenya? are you going to punish me?”
he gasps and begins stuttering simultaneously, “that is— never in my twenty three years of– you can’t be serious right? that is highly inappropriate!”
step three: ask him to tutor you (this is important!)
“no, no iida. you’ve got it all wrong. i wasn’t thinking anything perverted, silly!” you giggle and bring your hand up to his bicep, brushing down until you’re holding his forearm, “look, i just really need help in this class, and you seem like the kind of guy who would be willing to help!” you look up at him with a pout, hoping that it’ll help convince him. “i need help, and you’re super smart. i would only trust you to do so.”
he exhales, shifting his body once again, but he’s not moving your hand from his arm.
interesting.
“fine, if it’s for the greater good of your academic career, then i’ll help you– but you must take this serious!” you smile bright and squeal, wrapping your arms around his torso to give him a hug, “ugh tenyaaa, you’re seriously so awesome! i don’t know what i’d do without you!”
fail, probably he thinks.
a pause.
“soo can we do tonight at your place? i know you live off campus, and i don’t want to go to my dorm to study— i think my roommate is gonna have her boyfriend over.” you whisper the last part to him so he gets the hint.
“absolutely, if this is what it will take to get you to do your class work, i’m more than delighted to have you over my house tonight.”
—
studying was boring, to say the least. tenya had you studying flashcards for a while— and when you got bored of that it was short 5 question quizzes he put together before you came over. you actually end up learning more than expected, he teaches ten times better than your professors.
okay, maybe you’re just paying attention because you want to fuck him, but who cares? work is getting done, is it not?
“…and with adipose tissue– do you remember what that is made of?” he looks up at you through his glasses, eyes half lidded.
shit.
“fuck— um, i swear i know this one! i was paying attention, seriously…” your mind wanders as he continues to talk to you about whatever he was attempting to teach you. you can’t think of a good answer.
well, it’s time for the next step.
step four: looks like you need to bend over seductively to get this pen you dropped! totally not on purpose!
“oh hold on tenya, i dropped my pen, just let me…” you bend forward to get your pen, pants tightening to outline the curvature of your ass. he clears his throat, and you hear him adjusting in his seat behind you.
oh?
you sit up fast, “ten, were you just staring at my ass?” you’re trying your absolute hardest to not smirk, but he was totally checking you out just now! his eyes widen in fear and his cheeks reddening with each passing second.
“that is— preposterous.” he looks away from you, red as a cherry.
“so you weren’t checking me out just now?”
a pause.
he gulps.
another long pause.
“this is highly unprofessional.”
“oh tenya, i think we’re far past being professional now…” you shift so you’re facing him, and god is he a mess. he’s red, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. you look down, oh wow.
he’s rock hard.
you bite your lip and move to place yourself on his lap, he keeps his hands at his sides, completely stiff.
“we– we shouldn’t be doing this…”
“if we shouldn’t be doing this, then why are you so hard, huh tenya?”
“fuck.”
step four: success!
your lips clash together quick, it being obvious that he’d never kissed anyone before, but it’s okay! it’s what you signed up for anyways. his tongue struggles to find its place, but eventually he follows your lead.
you move your hand to gently trace the outline of his cock and he whimpers— fucking whimpers. you convinced yourself you hit the jackpot of all nerdy boys. he wasn’t dominant at all, he was the most perfect combination of pathetic and strong in one!
“i- hah, i don’t know what i’m— i’ve never…”
you shush him with a kiss, “it’s okay, i’ll take care of you.”
with that, you grind down onto him, eliciting the most delicious sound from him. he moans into your mouth as you kiss him, stuttering with each thrust of your hips. poor thing doesn’t know how to act.
“doin’ so good for me, you can touch me y’know?”
“thank you— ah, thank you miss, thankyouthankyou—“
he lets out a whine and hesitantly moves his arms to wrap them around your waist, who knew a simple act could get you so wet. he’s gripping onto you harder now, hips moving mindlessly.
“are you gonna cum already?” you smile and cup his face with your hands and grind onto him harder.
he ends up bucking his hips right onto your clit, making you moan as you kiss him one last time before he cums. tenya made a mess, ruining his boxers and khaki pants he was wearing, now stained with a dark spot.
you let him come down from his high, kissing his jaw softly. you hold him a little tighter. you take a breath, leaning backward to see his full body.
you stand up eventually, moving back to your original seat, fixing yourself as he stands there dumbfounded.
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time to test your luck and flirt with the older nerdy guy in your class! although it might be a little hard at first, it works out when you beg tenya to help you study.
all photos found on pinterest, credit where credit is due.
