Alpha! Male! Reader X Omega! BakuDeku [headcanons]

character(s): d.kaminari

pt: 02/02

cw: fingering, cum/anal eating, edging, praise kink(?), daddy kink, brat taming, caught, post-shower sex, mind-fucking, slight degradation, belly bulge, size kink, thigh-fucking (kinda)

your step-brother thought he had a few more minutes before you got out of the shower. he learns the hard way what happens when you’re caught masturbating.

a/n: i hate this shit sooo fucking much. | i gave up halfway through (thats what took it so long to come out. | minors and fem-aligned DO NOT INTERACT

title: whatcha up to, sparky?

wc: idefk (prolly 2000-2500)

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he only had another minute or two.

steam rose from the crevices of your locked bathroom; music blaring from the other side.

“[n—name]! ng—ngmh! nhg!….fu—fugk! right there!” the words left his mouth in an unceremonious fashion, sounding more like a broken record; he said it again, and again, repeating himself almost indulgently. a hand ghosted his twitching erection, blazing forth a sleuth of high-pitched moans.

your hands reached for the knobs, twisting it off in one swift movement.

“just a little longer baby.”

I—I can’t…! pl—please [name]! I need to— nghm! cum!” the machinery within his body continued to spear his insides, impaling the deepest depths of his mind. with a steady flow of electrons— curtesy of his quirk, the speed of his ‘toy’ increased drastically, now entailing itself into his stomach.

“mmhg! [na—name]! I—I’m gon—gonna cum!”

he listened intently, already having memorized the audio’s contents. your voice spoke to him, shooting daggers into his body.

“does my good boy wanna cum?”

Denki nodded— phonetically speaking through gritted teeth. “tes! [name] le—lemme cuhm!”

“no.”

his body retreated away from the sound, his head snapping backwards at the edging.

sweat trickled from his forehead, exhaustion clawing at his hips. he pressed your shirt— sweat-ridden and freshly used— further against his nose, inhaling deep breaths of your musky scent, the smell sending him overflowing with lust.

he squirmed against your sheets, moving his hands to slam your pillow over his face. “nmfgh…! [n—name]! mfg—ghm!” he pulled the pillow away— vision still slightly obscured by your shirt.

“aww, I’m hurt… comparing me to something as small as that.”

Denki shot up, his quirk mushing more elegant arcs of electrical surges into the machine— it picking up enough speed to make him lurch to his side. “uhng! wa—wait! wait [n—na]! wait, it—it’s not what—what it looks like!”

your body coupled into his vision, the tranquil curves of your muscles blurring behind the liquid wall of lust coaxing Denki’s body. beads of water rolled over your smoothing skin— the moisture from your shower still sticking to the surface of your body.

“oh? is it not? then what’s goin’ on, …zappy?” the nickname fell from your lips like a satin blanket, dully dressed in the glorious afterglow of pleasure.

the toy inside of Denki was still moving, strongly striking his nerves in mind-blurring fashion. “nnguh! it—it’s because of—of your v—oice! the video you made!”

you smirked, a dark chuckle leaving you. “so you watch my videos? that makes you a perv, y’know.”

Denki fumbled, his facade falter alongside the coiling strings of semen erupting from his slit. “unug—ha!” his moan was spun on the web of a gasp, snatching his body’s actions away from him. “I— uhg! …n—no! that’s n—not what I—nghm! meant!” he gulped back his shame, sitting up against your wall. “I— was j—just…” his eyes traveled everywhere, looking for a plausible explanation as to what he was very obviously doing.

you pushed off the frame of your door, dragging your tongue along the ridge of your teeth. “so what did you mean…Denk?’”

the way the nickname burrowed yourself into his skin make him quiver with anticipation. though he didn’t know what to expect. “anything you wanna say?” the question was laced with greed— almost as if you were teetering on the idea of turning him into a, your slut.

your knee connected with the edge of your bed, your weight dipping the mattress intolerably. the water from your hair dripped down your body, running circles on your torso before making way to your v-line. “I—nghm! I was, just… just trying to…” his eyes lowered. “uh! uhm, well… I guess you— we…!”

“eyes up here, Denk’.”

you brought your hand to his chin— almost in a cliché sense, your eyes locking in a one-sided battle. “so, Denk… what were you doing?”

you were hovering over him, your height difference clouding, if not completely obscuring his perspective. your bulge pressed into the cusp of his thighs.

a shallow gasp escaped you, your head dropping to look at him. his legs were shaking slightly, the skin of his body smooth and perfectly poised. “god, your so beautiful.”

Denki flushed; his eyes darting around articulately. his body was cleansed of its own blood, now replaced and replenished by the torrents of your own; he was bound to you. bound in your spell.

“is this my shirt?” his eyes finally focused, the grey material momentarily filling his vision before you took it from him. “is this where my clothes have been going? on your pervy little curves? helping you masturbate?”

“n—no! I haven’t been d—doing anything, man! I’ve ju—just been low on—NGHM!” Denki’s hands came up to your shoulders: gripping and scratching along the skin. “[n—name]! I—I just said that— ngh! I didn’t st—steal your cloths!”

your fingers intersected themselves in the innermost nerves of Denki’s body. he reflected the feeling of arousal in his eyes— the sensation causing the irises of his eyes to gloss over with tears.

“this isn’t about my clothes, Denk’” you groaned, feeling Denki’s legs press on the head of your cock. “its about you. and what you’re doing in my room. with my shirt over your face, and a fuck machine in your ass.”

you displaced your fingers, rubbing them along his prostate. “so, what exactly are you doing?”

Denki threw his head back— a sound erupting from his mouth in a dysphoric rage of moans. “mmgh! I— I w—was low on—ahgn!” a sharp thrust of your fingers stopped his sentence, his cock twitching with precum.

“stop lying Denk’ you know mom hates that shit.”

your cock throbbed painfully, the towel around your waist falling to your thighs— your cock rubbing against your step-brother’s abdomen. “c’mon Denk’” you almost whined, desperation washing over you in arcs of painful crescent moons. “I’m so… fuckin’ horny.”

your fingers glistened within him— a grandeur sound resonating within him. he audibly gasped at it, trying to move away from you but your sudden grip on his thigh altered his movements, making him slide under you instead.

he gulped, finding himself floundering around at the feeling of your cock against his stomach. it aligned with the skin just above his belly button. his movements were spastic, a jumble of jerks and twist sending molten plasma down your shaft.

“Denk…” your words were cold— rigid with seething but controlled gasp. “if you keep movin’ like that, I’ll cum.”

Denki blushed, a liquid crimson band covering his entirety. his movements momentarily halted, the surges of lust nestling into his stomach, coiling into a warm feeling that tightened with each move of your fingers

however, they left his body in a sickly masochistic way. you brought your fingers to your mouth and slid your tongue along the skin, maintaining a dysphasic tone of eye contact. the look in your eyes heating Denki’s body to an all time high.

your fingers, now covered in a flowing sea of spit and lube reached for Denki’s lips— breaking the surface of his mouth. his heartbeat was in his throat, yet, he still took your fingers into the depths of his mouth.

you played with his tongue, using your index and middle to balance the pink muscle in a titillating, slightly uncomfortable fashion.

you moved once more, shoving yourself into his throat. he choked and gagged, spitting around your knuckles but made no attempt to stop your brutality.

after a few seconds, you took your fingers away from him, letting him breathe.

“what were you doing in my room, Denk?” you asked once more.

“hnah! mng—h! I—I wasn’t doin’ anything, ma—man!”

you chuckled, moving your hand to your cock— stroking from base to tip. with your other hand, you wrapped his torso in your forearm, lifting him to your v-line. “tsk, tsk. mom would be disappointed.” your tip grazed his hole, “first, you have the shameless idea to masturbate in my room, then you lie about it.”

you pushed inward— also grabbing your shirt and shoving it into Denki’s mouth. he moaned around the fabric, his eyes crossing when you had yourself fully excavated within him. “I guess you’ve always needed a little more time to learn things…”

your hips fell away from him, dragging your tip down the ridge of his spine. the afterimage of your shaft was still intact; exhibiting through his pelvic muscles. it was filthy. utterly disgraceful to witness. “but… it’s a good thing you’ve got me.”

not a second later, his catalyst was filled once more, your cock reaching intolerably deep into his physique. his arms slid down your chest— leaving scarlet marks on your abdominal walls.

a hiss left your lips, the sound similar to a snake. you grabbed his wrist with one of your hands, using the other to snatch your shirt from his mouth. “haah! [n—name]! de—deep! c—cock too deep’n me…!”

you wrapped his wrist in your shirt, taking the edges of the bindings and crossing them into his drooling lips— the knot forming a gag. “my what?” you mocked, laughter soon filling your white-walls. “too deep? you were just using a fuck machine, jerking your dick to the smell of my clothes! now it’s too deep?”

you began thrusting shallowly, moving his thighs to your chest and pulling his legs to fall down your back. a swift motion of your hips shook Denki’s body, pushing him into his second orgasm.

he tightened around you, a convulsive throbbing in his cock and rapidly clenching hole gave way to the white twine and muffled moans of your step-brother. he thrashed his hands around— vigorously trying to grip onto anything.

you grinned at this, continuously thrusting into him. Denki felt his consciousness leaving him, his eyes falling lidded and heavy.

you, stuttering over the feeling of your own body, groaned profusely— your hips stinging with exhaustion. “you— mgh! you can’t handle my dick? if you wanna tap out, just tell me what you were doing in here.”

Denki mumbled, not knowing how to form correct words. “I—nguhm! ne— never anyth’ng! do th’ng!” he consulted his eyes, the orange pupils glass-like and heart-shaped. “nghu! FUGKH! m—man! ca—can’t think!”

a skeletal architecture altered into his body, forming a permanent semicircular shape— an arch lifted his body off the bed, rubbing your slit into his prostate.

both of your came— your cock trembling with painful arcs of melancholy emission staining the onslaught of Denki’s organs. his body spasmed with crude pleasure— his eyes rolling into emptiness.

his body went limp in your arms: mouth slack, eyes closed, and breathing shallow.

he’d passed out.

your body heaved, heavily burned from your orgasm. your cock was still deep within him, your semen creating a barrier between the two of you— however his warmth was still surrounding you in surreal relief. it begged you to keep going, begged for you to unload your balls and every drop of cum you had into him.

a gulp traveled intermittently across your tongue, cascading into your throat. you casually slipped your finger onto his waist— gripping the skin in a gentle embrace.

you pushed your pelvis further into him, your tip ramming against the bottom of his enclosure. your head tilted back, eyes closed with plenty more pleasure.

you pulled from him, slamming back against his skin in a single breathless moment. his body rippled through with waves of light. sweat enchanted his body like a giant cloud, puddling on his stomach— entrancing the skin alongside the pool of his cum.

you again thrusted into him— this time harsher. you were transported to another world, blissfully unaware of Denki’s stirring body. he was waking back up, his cock sleek with pre-cum.

his vision was still obscured, the feeling of fabric still plastered over his tongue. he whined, more pre-cum falling from his slit. “mghph— phuhk muh! [nuhmhe]! chaut c—can’t cuhm! n’more!”

you couldn’t hear him. you were completely lost in your own thoughts: the same words repeated throughout the entire time, “fuck him! fuck him until he can’t walk! fuck him! fuck him! fuck him fuck him fuckhimfuckhimFUCKHIMFUCKHIM!”

your thoughts mushed together, a singular statement that dug deeper and deeper into your mind. it burned into your brain, forcing your hips to move internally deeper, milking a third orgasm from Denki. he couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, he was racked with tears— crying out in ecstay

you were panting heavily, biting down on your lip to keep your sounds of elation. your orgasm was slowly steeping upon you, the feeling setting off a buzzing sensation all over your body.

“fuuhk… Denki, I’m gonna— Imma cum.”

Denki’s legs shook with excitement, another orgasm rumbling through his body. he screamed around your shirt, pressing his hips against yours. spit dripped from his chin, running down his abdomen and onto his maroon shaded tip.

overwhelming coils of heat knotted within you, pushing your hips into an uneven pace

you weren’t aiming at anything, just hitting Denki’s body over and over again. you were chasing after an orgasm that was mere inches away.

sloppy thrust turned to harsh, animalistic tactics— erratically fucking Denki into the soft cloth rubbing against your balls. you were going crazy, the heat from your abdomen shooting into your tip, choking you in a panicked rage.

you leaned down to Denki, ripping your shirt from his lips, quickly replacing the cloth with the chapped skin of your lips. you messily kissed along his face, moving sloppily to his neck. “who’s your daddy?”

Denki moaned— the sound hoarse and cracking. “y—[name]! m’daddy! m’yer slut!”

the words only continued to edge you, your tip twitching inside him, “say it again— fuck… I’m so close to giving you my kids…!” your shaft throbbed at his mindlessness, the moans bouncing like embers from a raging river of fire. “please, say it again…! what’s my name, Denk?”

“daddy! da—duaddy! mngh!… ma’cuhm! cuhm n’daddy’s cock!” again Denki clench around you, his swollen hole screaming at you to keep going— keep abusing him until your name was spelled into his organs.

“fu—“ you couldn’t finish your sentence, a powerful surge of pleasure rushing through every blood cell in your body, energetically jerking your lower body around. like an angry explosion your cum clawed its way through you, pushing out any and everything you had within you, transferring it into Denki.

Denki’s cum was clear— thin and falling onto his pecs, dripping like water onto his face. he shivered at the feeling, not having the energy to move or even breathe correctly.

you sighed, head falling painfully to your pillow, the feeling of Denki’s hair right beside your face annoying the nerve endings of your skin.

you pushed his head away, closing your eyes and drifting into a deep sleep.

until…

“[NAME]! DENKI! WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHAT ARE THE TWO OF YOU DOING?!!”

you gulped.

shit.

homewrecker! scaramouche

God you anons are just absolutely shitting out horny ideas and I love it- tried to write a proper fic since like ages so I’m a little rusty

Cw: cheating, homewrecking, scara’s meow meow getting abused in bed, M!TOP!reader

Your hands had an iron grip on the boy’s plush thighs. Whenever you thrusted in he’d let out a cute moan.

Scara was only meant to be a one night stand. You don’t know how it evolved into a regular thing where you’d give him a call whenever your wife wasn’t home just to fuck him into the bedsheets.

His knees were beside his head (you still can’t wrap your head around how he’s so flexible) in a mating press as you hammered your cock deeper and deeper into his tiny body.

God, you were fucking him better than when you fucked your wife. She’s been getting suspicions about that pretty boy you’ve been hanging around a lot and why there were clothes that weren’t hers in the house.

“Too much-“ Scara moaned as you began to fasten your pace. Ramming your hard cock into his wet hole, you grit your teeth as you blast your hot cum into him.

You quickly pull out, right as you’re about to get up and leave, a petite hand grabs your arm.

“What if your wife is at home? She’ll start asking lots of dumb questions…” Scara’s eyes glittered maliciously, “let’s go for another round or two!” He turned over onto his stomach and used his hands to spread his hole for you.

This affair was definitely gonna destroy your marriage soon.

Bull!Bakugou x dairy cow! Reader

Bull!bakugou who refuses to let his favorite cow stay in the stuffy barn all dairy cows are kept in, not trusting the farmhands to properly take care of you. Instead dragging you to the separate shelter used to house the pasture's handful of bulls

Even though each bull is separated by a few wooden planks, (meant to prevent fights) he is still wary of the others, not wanting anyone else getting close to you. He just wants to protect you

Bull!Bakugou who cant get enough of your milk, his favorite meal.

Bull!Bakugou who spends long expenses of time draining your tits, never unlatching. Still continuing to suckle even after he's had his fill and then some

Bull!Bakugou who only groans at you whenever you tell him to be gentle, the harsh suction being too much to handle. But he never listens, not letting up on his rough eagerness to drink everything you have to offer

Bull!Bakugou who starts acting like a calf again once he tastes your milk for the first time. Snubbing his nose at the feed given by the farm, only wanting to feed from you. Besides, you can provide him with more nutrients than any hay ever could

Bull!Bakugou who soon realizes how much water you need to drink to accommodate with milk production. Now keeping a tub of water in his stall to keep you hydrated. It's like your own little water trough

With your new constant access to water has you drinking more than usual, thus bakugou finds out drinking more means more milk

Bull!Bakugou is now constantly having you drink large amounts throughout the day. Doing this to the point that you're so full of milk, there are constant streams of the sweet liquid running from your nipples and down your torso

Bull!Bakugou who can't fall asleep without a tit in his mouth. Relaxed by the feeling of a full stomach

Bull!Bakugou who knows milk contains antibodies, as to why it always helps sick calves

Bull!Bakugou who milks you by hand, collecting the nutrients in an empty jar when your I'll. Feeding it to you, saying it'll make you better and damn well believing it

The farmhands are always left confused when they hook you up to the milking machines, but end up without get as much milk out of you as they should

Meanwhile Bull!Bakugou is watching from a distance. A droplet of milk adorning the corner of his smirking lips.

Love you twice - LE SSERAFIM - YUNJIN x M! Reader (+18)

tw: cheating coz we're trash but maybe it's reasonable? I'm kidding! Don't cheat ya bastards! I actually had this in the back of my mind the moment I heard her song but just got lazy writing

'They're definitely the perfect couple.' Yunjin thought as she joined the two occupants of the car before it drove off.

"Good morning Yunjin." You greet giving a good eye smile at the rear view mirror to see the girl who just entered.

"Good morning sir." The girl did her best to act as normal as she could.

"Love, where are we having lunch later?" The girl beside you asked.

"Uh... I'm not sure if I'll be available later. Yunjin, what's my day?" You answered.

"You will be occupied till from 10:00 to 18:00 or longer depending on the outcome of the presentation." Yunjin answered.

"See love." You announced as the girl beside you pouts.

"I'll make it up to you." You reassured before pulling her head to plant a kiss on.

"Just drop me off for my pilates." The woman says as you hummed.

Meanwhile at the back Yunjin sits quietly trying her best to distract herself from the sight in front of her. As you and your girlfriend interlaced each other's arm as she then rests her head on your shoulder doing her best not to cause any distraction as you continue to focus on the road.

'Of course, pilates.' Yunjin mumbles as she fixes her sight at the tablet ticking every detail for your next meeting.

"Yunjin, have you had your coffee yet?" You asked as she finally realizes you're pulling up to a drive thru.

"N-not yet." Yunjin answered in a hurry.

"Alright, that'll be..." You continued to chat with the server on the other end of the intercom as Yunjin just stared at you through the rear view mirror.

To her disappointment she suddenly remembers the third participant in the car who's clinging onto you like a Koala on its tree.

"You okay back there?" Yunjin must've been so lost in her head that she failed to realize your hand handing out the coffee.

"O-oh, sorry sir."

"Is that a new top?" You asked, surprising the lady who had just taken a sip of her coffee.

"Y-yes. H-how did you?" Yunjin was awestruck at your keen observation.

"I mean, we pretty much see each other every day..." You replied and she chuckled at the thought.

"Right."

"Looks good on you though." You followed bringing a burning sensation on Yunjin's cheeks.

"Thanks–"

"I wonder if I'd look good with it as well." The other girl asks.

"Of course it will." You answered and the girl brightly smiled and turned to Yunjin at the back seat.

"Will it?"

"Yes, ma'am." Yunjin answered in full enthusiasm.

"Hmmm." The lady hummed.

Yunjin stares at the girl as a smile forms across her face gaining such joy from the complements. Yunjin in her thoughts; 'Of course you'll look good in anything... You're KIM FUCKING CHAEWON.'

"I'm off love!" She announced before placing a deep smooch on your cheek making sure to leave a red mark of ownership.

"Love you." She followed

"Love you too!" You whispered as she mouthed her reply; "love you more."

As the girl strides carefully to her own schedule you look back at your assistant who's currently at the back of the car. She looks up at you with an anxious face.

"Wanna move seats?" You asked and she realizes that It's more convenient if she's right beside you.

Swiftly, Yunjin took the seat next to you before you drove off to your office. As the trip continues Yunjin can't help but steal glance at you.

Then it just hits her, you've been working alongside each other for almost 2 years now. Yunjin doubts you'd think about it but it's actually a significant thing for her.

"Tough day ahead of me huh?" You commented as your eyes focused on the road.

"Yeah, quite a schedule." She replied even chuckling slightly with no sense of tension unlike earlier.

With no less than half an hour you two finally reached your office and quickly went straight to your first meeting. Yunjin handing out copies of your proposal to your potential future investors.

You can't lie having Yunjin with you really makes everything easier. These presentations wouldn't be as smooth as they are if she wasn't presenting ideas to make a better appeal to your targets.

"Wow. That really went well."

"It really did sir. You did so well!" Yunjin cheered as you sat down and stared at the contract.

"Damn." You whisper and your assistant immediately knows why as she hides a chuckle.

"I'll be here sir." She encouraged, as you two just smiled at each other before turning your attention to the mountain of paperwork in front of you.

Seconds, Minutes, and Hours passed and yet more and more paperwork piled up on your desk. You stood up and looked at it with such confusion asking what was all the work you did earlier seeing the height of the stack didn't even flinched.

An exhausted sigh escapes your lips as you look towards Yunjin who didn't even bat an eye on you and is too focused on her pile.

Being a little jealous of her work ethic you decide to suck it up and continue working on your pile, then time flows like it was nothing. The next thing you know, it's already way past working hours. You stretch your arms and look towards your assistant who's motionless on her seat.

You approach the lady and realize that she has fallen asleep in such an upright position that it seems like she's just sitting. You chuckled before deciding to call it a night. You took the papers from both of your desks and brought them to your car before going back to get Yunjin who's still asleep.

Carrying her to your car wasn't really a challenge which surprised you since you know how hard managing time is specially with her line of work and the fact the she can find the time to stay fit was something you're unable to fathom.

"Mhmm." Yunjin softly whines as she then stretches her arms out before coming to her senses on where she's currently at.

"W-whe-..." Yunjin peeks towards you and sees your smile. She blushes profusely before turning away from you.

"Happy 2nd year anniversary of being my hardest working employee." You suddenly announce and Yunjin's mouth drops as she finally notices the small box in front of her.

"W-wha?"

"I know, I'm sorry I couldn't bring it up earlier. I was too in the zone with the presentation." You joked as she gives you a bright smile.

"You really didn't have to." She whispered.

You shrug in response, as she starts to fiddle with the box. Admiring the quality of materials just for the packaging, her finger finally finds the opening and as soon as she opens it. She was greeted with sparkles.

"O-oh my..." Tears suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes as she takes the gift out of its containment.

"Sir~." She whines looking at you with such a happy expression despite the tears falling off her face.

"I'm taking you home. Go and get some rest, you can take the week off as well" You offered and Yunjin's eyes widens.

"W-wai..."

"That's too mu-." Yunjin's comment stops as she was in awe at your face, illuminated by the city lights.

"Oh don't give me that crap! You've been working your ass off covering my tardiness as your superior. I think this is the least I can give back. Honestly, you can ask for anything I'd gladly give it to you."

"No!" Yunjin suddenly bursts leaving you in shock.

"I can see the pile of papers at the back. I wanna help you with it!"

"But-..." Just as when you're about to protest you see Yunjin's deadly gaze.

"Fine."

"Lucky us, Chaewon won't be home tonight. We can work at my place." You propose and Yunjin smiled.

Now this isn't the first time you two would be at your place for work, though this will be the first time you two will be together on with a momentous occasion. Unlike the first year of Yunjin where she had an office party then.

"Care for a drink?" You asked as soon as you two entered the house.

"Can we get some alcohol? I feel like easing up a bit." Yunjin asks and you agree before placing down the box of papers in your office.

"How about some wine? And I'll order some fried chicken from that place me and Chaewon used to order at this time."

'Of course Chaewon again'.

"Yeah, sounds good." Yunjin agrees.

Moments passed as the two of you just started working on the piles of papers when the doorbell rings and you quickly bolted off of your seat to grab it.

"Hmmm that smells so nice!" Yunjin immediately left her station to join you in the living room.

The two of you finally decided to pause working and hang out. Chicken and wine in front of you and the two of you just sat next to each other.

"2 years huh?" You suddenly comment in the middle of your peaceful feast.

"Y-yeah." She replies.

"I didn't think you'd endure it that far."

"W-why not?"

"I mean, your line of job isn't for everyone... Trust me I've seen you pass out almost all of the time." She chuckles but she then realized that it's all true.

"M-maybe it's just the management is too good to be true." She jokes but meant all of it.

"And the pay is hefty." She added.

The two of you laughed as you sat there enjoying each bite of chicken and sip of wine. After a minute of fully enjoying the moment...

"So..."

"How's you and Mrs?" Yunjin suddenly asks.

"Heh! She's perfect." You answered not thinking of anything else as your mind drifted to your girlfriend.

"She really is."

"Kim Chaewon." You whispered. "She's the best, I... Seriously can't ask for more."

Unbeknownst to you, the girl you're currently with, the one sitting right next to you is having her heartbroken into tiny pieces as you continue your dialogue.

"I-i just love her."

'Of course you do.' The girl thought as she downs a whole glass of wine.

"Hey~ slow down there." You warned as you've realized how flushed her face is.

"Aahhhh! Whooo! That hits the spot." Yunjin exclaims as she slams the wine glass down.

"Y-you good?"

"Y-yeah, just... Jealous."

"Hehe, w-wait what?" You laughed thinking maybe you heard her wrong but little did you know that the magic of alcohol is doing its job.

"Yunjin."

"I mean two years... It really does make you wonder... How was I able to endure that long?"

"And if I'm being honest, the amount of workload I had would put shame into horses that have carriage all day."

"Jen."

"Hehe, right, that's my nickname, and it's been a while since you've called me that. Ever since you've dated Ms. Perfect you've been shy of calling me by my nickname." Her voice lowers as if she's losing energy mentioning the other girl.

"Uh..."

"Sshhh." She shushed before lowering her head on your shoulder.

"You said earlier that I can ask for anything right?"

Was it a mistake? Are you regretting giving your word that you'll be willing to give her anything. Now that she's showing a side of her that you never knew. No, this is for her, maybe she's gonna be reasonable despite the cracks that the alcohol let slip.

"W-what is it that you w-want?" You asked in a shaky voice.

Yunjin took a deep breath before saying; "You..."

Fuck.

"I want you..."

"But Yunjin, I have..." Perhaps you're being too hasty as you've failed to realize that Yunjin isn't finished yet.

"To look at me for tonight. Just me."

"Yunjin, this..."

You were about to say that 'this isn't right' but the alcohol starts hitting you, and your lips shut as your eyes are locked onto your coworker.

You then start to admire her visuals. You can't lie, you've had your fair share of glances at Yunjin before saying to yourself 'god she's beautiful.'

Her glimmering eyes, those plum lips, her cute nose mole. She's a sight to be stared at for a whole century, hell, forever even.

"Those eyes..." Yunjin whispers before taking the space in front of you locking you in between her legs as her arms snakes on your neck.

"Can they stay on me for the rest of the night?" Her hot breath brushes against your face, riddled with the smell of alcohol hits your nose causing your beads of sweat to form.

"H-how could they not?" You answered which caused Yunjin to turn away for a second.

"A-after those two years..." She whispered.

"It's stupid to assume that no one will catch a feeling for one another." She added.

"W-what are you sayin'?"

"I like you dummy." She replies in her shaky voice.

"Yun–.” Your lips shut as if she knew you were about to protest and say something she wouldn't be satisfied with.

But she didn't shut it with just a boring way, she shut it using her own lips. Those red plump alcohol hinted lips locks onto yours like it's the last thing she'll ever do.

"Hhmmm." As if her hunger was finally satiated, tasting every inch of your mouth exchanging your wine drowned spits.

Your hands instinctively traveled to her hips pressing her down to your legs before your make out session grew more and more aggressive.

[BUZZ]

Yunjin eyes shoots open when she hears her phone notification, quickly fishing it out of her pocket carefully as to not break your connection. She side eyes the phone to see a message from no other than...

Yunjin's eyes widens, guilt starts to creep in but she's already in too deep, as you've detached your lips from hers and start to explore her jawline tracing down her neck, giving Yunjin a chance to reply.

"What's that?" You asked as Yunjin quickly threw her phone away.

"Nothing, let's keep going?" Her devious smile made you anxious but with just a subtle lip bite you quickly came off your senses.

Your lips reconnect before her hands start working on your shirts button. You can feel the aggressiveness and frantic movements of her hands as she works unbuttoning each of them.

"Excited aren't we?" You teased in between the kisses.

Feeling her grin within your lips your hands traveled from her hips down towards her thighs. A hum escapes Yunjin's lips and hits your ears like a violin note played perfectly.

At the back of your mind, drowned by your wine pooling mind are the multiple thoughts. Most significant of them being... Guilt. You know that this isn't it and at the end of this you'll question yourself.

Yunjin pulls away from you before ripping off your shirt. Her eyes lights up from the sight as she almost drool over you. Being an exemplary employee she didn't want to let her superior be along with the experience. Quickly discarding her top presenting you with a sight you never expected to see.

"W-wow." You mouthed making Yunjin blush.

Your hands suddenly had a mind of their own and immediately landed on her slim hips. Feeling her milky skin against your hands was heavenly but then her hands suddenly grabs yours. Scared that they'll be pulled away, you tensed up producing a chuckle from Yunjin.

"Calm down..." She said softly.

"I won't leave." Yunjin's hands suddenly guides yours upwards.

Your eyes follow the path as it takes its time making sure you're able to trace her upper abs and finally reached her chest. A sigh of relief from both of you as if it took too long, but to be fair it did take 2 years for Yunjin to be in this position.

Speaking of which you've had enough of seeing Yunjin towering over you and you did felt her legs shaking during your hands travel up her torso.

Feeling her ease up at your touch giving her healthy mounds a good squeeze, you took the opportunity and switched. Carefully placing Yunjin down being wary to not leave the space between her legs.

It must've taken her by surprise, evident in her eyes beaming with excitement, even doing a tease by biting the tip of her finger giving you a seductive look.

Yunjin suddenly says; "I love you."

You paused looking at her sincere eyes. Your heart should've been firm for Chaewon but the way she's under you, the way her eyes digs deep through yours her chest rising up and down, her hands cupping your cheeks with such softness.

2 years really does have an impact especially when you're always with each other...

.

.

.

.

You didn't reply, you couldn't, how could you? This is all too sudden for you, even with the help of wine, your heart remains confused. On one hand you have Chaewon, who's been with you for almost a year now, she's been such a sweetheart, honestly don't deserve her evident from the fact that you're half naked on top of your secretary, speaking of which, on your other hand you have Yunjin, who's been with you since the beginning of your company, you were questioning the fact that she stayed for 2 years under your supervision giving her literally almost every work and yet she didn't ask for anything but seeing her now, hearing her confession made you realize what her reason is for staying that long.

"Hey... You're staring." She whispered softly.

"It's just... You're really beautiful." At the moment of heat you see her blush, trying to look away holding back her smile behind that lip bit of her.

Your heart swaying at the sight of the lady under you, damn it! Now your smiling at how adorably shy she is. How could you missed this, all those time you two were alone in your office.

All those overnight shifts you two had, even late night calls to verify a document. Fuck.

"Shall we?" She asks after recovering from earlier.

With agreement the only option you have, your lips reconnected with hers, tasting once more that sweet savoury lips of hers. However, Yunjin was eager to have more of you as her hands starts to work on your lower garments.

"Yunjin..." You whispered in between the spit exchange.

"Mhmm sir."

"Are you sure about this?" You questioned but that shouldn't have been directed to the lady.

You two paused before another smile from Yunjin appeared.

"I've waited 2 years for this, you think I'll question myself if I'm sure?"

The mere second after her answer, she finally finishes working on your pants pulling it down along with your underwear. You member swings and hits her thighs.

"Fuck." She hissed at the sight of your hard length.

Her hands wasted no time, gripping you and slowly stroking your member feeling the whole thing like she's never seen one before.

"You're so big... No wonder Chaewon's so possessive, even I'd keep this for myself." With your ego and cock being stroked. Yunjin took the opportunity to use her free hand to slowly remove her lower clothing as well.

"Fuck! You're wet–." You exclaimed as Yunjin starts rubbing the tip of your member onto her entrance.

Confident that you're well lubed, Yunjin fixes her position centering you inline with her core. A last look of assurance from both of you as you slowly penetrate her. Yunjin's face contorted in a mix of satisfied yet surprised look even going as to bite her lip to suppress her moan but a small whimper cuts through and enters your eardrums.

"F-fuck, sir!"

Meanwhile you're there trying your best not to be fully consumed by your lust, feeling her warm walls easing up on your member, makes your mouth salivate and it doesn't help that her moans along with her hands that's tussling with your hair was added with the sensation.

Now you're lost, within your feelings, within the sound of your assistant's moans and whimpers, within her arms around your neck and within her warm core. Skins slapping like there's no tomorrow as Yunjin's pulls you in for a kiss but ends up sucking your lips to somehow distribute the pleasure she's currently feeling but she's not alone as your hands grabs a hold of her orbs plying them like dough as you continue to bury yourself deep inside her.

"Aaahhh fucking–..." Your groan as you feel her walls clenching your member. A long sultry sigh from Yunjin tells you that's she climaxed arching her back while digging her nails onto you.

"Siiir!"

"Yes. Yunjin?" You asked.

"More." She answered before removing herself from you.

Such a contrast with words and action but you should've guessed what's happening. As Yunjin then repositioned herself on the arm rest of the couch, with her back side in front of you.

Glistening with her sweet juice, you just stare drooling at the sight of your assistant's juice bums. Your length twitched imagining the feel of her healthy loafs on your hand.

"What are you waiting for?" Yunjin seductively shakes her ass for you.

You swallowed a gallon of saliva before lining yourself against her ass, your eyes glued on her backside as your hands found its place on top of them.

"Hhmmm, sir. Just please put it in me."

"You're so fucking hot." You hissed as you slowly enter her core once more, her love liquid seeping through the crevice.

"Mhhmmm fuck!" Yunjin moaned.

"S-slap my ass sir." She suddenly asks, your hand twitched on top of her soft butt.

Giving them a good squeeze before placing a well controlled slap that leaves a few red marks on the lady's pearl skin. She hummed at the feel as you continued the deed matching every 5 strokes with a slap.

You then notice that Yunjin's core starts to get more and more wet along with her moans becoming more and more louder.

"Y-yes sir! Fuck me!"

"S-shit! God you're becoming tighter!"

"All because of you sir. Holy–f-fuck... your dick is so good!"

"I can't last any longer Yunjin!"

"Do it sir! Inside me! Fill me up!"

You gave her ass another slap before digging into her the deepest that you can before shooting wads of your seed. A loud moan escapes both of your lips as you collapse alongside each other. You two took your time to catch your breath as she rests her head on your chest with her hand placed on top of your heart.

"Sir." Yunjin called after her breathing became normal.

"Yunjin." The two of you sure should've had a lot to say to each other but the moment your eyes meet those words were brushed to the side and you could only smile.

Yunjin whispers: "I love you."

Then suddenly...

Homicidal — {Feat. SOMI}

1.1k words

A/N: Hi. This is my first ever writing and posting. It could be better if I were an English speaker, but please know that I tried my best to fit in. Thank you so much @coldfanbou for such a heartwarming welcome!

Prequel (Part 1)

Tags: Bondage, master-slave, mentions of death, fingering, creampie, kinda psychopathic

With a bundle of masking tape and rope in your right hand, you walk toward Somi.

"S-sorry, master... Please, you don't have to do this!"

She is begging for your last drop of mercy, kneeling in front of you.

"What did I tell you, bitch? One more time and I said that I would fucking kill him, didn't I?"

"But..."

She has no words to use for an excuse.

"Isn't it so simple? My dick or his love, and you chose my dick! But why, and how could you still meet up with this fucker?"

You yell at her at the same time tying up the man lying behind kneeling Somi—you already knocked him out.

"No... I'm sorry, please let him go, please..."

She is tearing up, watching you tie the man up and hang him on the wall by his limp arms and legs—and his neck. She knows this is an execution she could never stop.

"Come here, whore."

You then start tying her arms and legs behind her back.

"Wh-what are you doing, master?"

You lift her tied body onto the table.

"I'm gonna give you one last chance."

You grin, like a psychopath, in the middle of bursting anger at the sight of teary-eyed Somi tied up on the table, totally naked.

"Mmmph! Mmmph!"

The man woke up and immediately sees what's happening in front of his face.

"Shut the fuck up,"

You slap him on his cheek hard and he yells even louder.

"I said shut up! Or I'm gonna kill you,"

You say to him somewhat calmly as you tighten the tense of the rope on his throat. The man silenced down out of fear for his life.

A fantastic eureka for you as you come up with a dangerous idea.

"Maybe SHE's gonna kill you."

Startled by what you said Somi shakes her head.

"N-no, I'm not! Of course not..."

You then bring some more ropes and let it around the guy's neck several times.

"So, Somi."

"Y-yes, master..."

You give her a finger-thick strand of rope to bite. She bites it and listens to you nervously, and unconvinced.

"If you open your mouth, this will choke him to death, okay? This is the last chance I'm giving you."

A sudden despair covers her eyes as she tears up again.

"Pweah, maghter, no... Nngh!"

You insert two fingers inside her cunt. Surprisingly—or not surprising at all—it's leaking with her water.

"What a fucking cumslut you are, Somi. Wet even at the edge of your boyfriend's death."

"Mmmh, mmm!"

With the clacking sound of his struggle, you can hear the helplessness out of his desperate scream as the fear of a certain death already chokes him.

Encouraged by the afraid, fearful cheer from the guy you up the pace. The only sound Somi's able to let out are screams of ecstasy and despair.

"Nnngh, mmph!"

The squelching sound of her cunt and the scenery of this lewd, ruining act slowly hardens your dick. And as you expected, the man on the wall is growing horny too as her girlfriend Somi is being finger-fucked by you, her master.

"Look at him, Somi. This helpless dumbass is hard just with watching you being banged. By someone else. Does he really know that he'll die when you cum? And what's so good about that pathetic little dick? I can hardly tell that it's erect. Don't you LOVE to be fucked by a cock huge like mine?"

She was barely keeping it in between her teeth as your fingers constantly press on the button on her convulsing wall.

"Pweah, sir, pweas... Mmm!"

"Please what, Somi? Talk to me."

She definitely knows that this should stop, but her body resists to stop. Already a cockslave for you, she loses her mind completely and gives in to the boiling lust as she cums and shouts.

"Aaaah!!! Ah, f-fuck, NO! No...!"

Her mouth gave way to the orgasmic yelp and the rope in her mouth was now gone. The man struggles and wiggles his body for his dear life but soon goes totally limp.

She yelled nos and pleases all the way but you knew they meant nothing more than her pointless tries to lessen the guilt of her boyfriend's death.

"No? You want no more?"

"No... I... Please, master... Please..."

Her reason and instinct collides as she watches the man lose his life.

"He's gone now. So talk to me, Somi. Please what? Do you want me to stop?"

"No, sir... Please..."

And this is the very moment when a girl hungry for sex becomes one of your toys, as Somi pleads you to go on completely conquered by lust.

"Please... Keep... going master. Keep going,"

"That's my good little slut."

You immediately insert your hardened dick into Somi's cunt.

"Aah, fuck! Th-thank you, sir... Oh my god!"

She is being totally ruined by you. In front of her dead boyfriend, she is serving her master's cock with all her effort. She even thanks for it. You look at her lust-filled eyes and the focal point of them is gone as the only thing she sees is the heaven your ramming cock is knocking at.

Tears run slowly down her cheeks as she shuts her eyes for upcoming climax. Those are certainly not tears of grief, because you see the curl at the corners of her mouth grow bigger each second.

"Look at you. You're feeling even better without him, aren't you? You don't need any other guys than me. You only need me to treat you as a fucktoy to ruin and throw away."

Your thrusts grow even harsher as she chokes on her own orgasm.

"Fuuuck, master, fuck me please ohh-"

Her mouth is held open as she violently cums.

You keep fucking her through her orgasm as she screams out blurry words full of ecstasy.

"Gaah, fuuck I'm-oh my god th-thank you master! So good-fuck!"

Her unbelievable tightness makes your high approach very much closer.

"I'm cumming Somi! Fuckin' take it...!"

Her body tenses up for the last time and she goes completely limp as you explode inside her waiting womb. Filled to the brim with your cum, she twitches and breathes heavily, irregularly.

"Now you know who only owns you, you piece of meat."

You slap her ass and leave the room as she is sobbing in the middle of one of her highest orgasms, the sight of her loving boyfriend's cold dead body on the floor beginning to return to her fucked up mind.

could we get nsfw/kink hcs for mina, momo and uraraka with a male s/o? please and thank you!!!

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒~ ♡ │mina ashido, momo yaoyorozu, ochaco uraraka.

❥ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sub!bottom!mina, momo, and uraraka x dom!top!male reader

❥ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: bnha ׀ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut ׀ 𝐰/𝐜: 1.8k ׀ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭: headcannons

❥ 𝐜𝐰: nsfw, impact play (ass, tit, and face slapping), rough sex, whipping, anal sex, deep throating, exhibitionism, daddy/sir/master kink, somnophilia, roleplay, outdoor sex, semi-public sex, tit/thigh fucking, hair pulling, cockwarming, oral sex, creampie, free use kink, body worship. All characters are above 18 in this fic!

❥ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: a little something while i finish my other requests and fics of my own. ( q w o )

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐨.

Dress Up.

mina loves to dress up, she knows that she's got a hot body and she personally loves the attention she gets from her looks, especially if those looks are coming from you. and its because of that confidence that she likes to dress in outfits that she knows will rile you up.

she loves to doll herself up for you in either skirts that are a little too tiny to cover her entire ass, tops that hug her tits so tight they show her perky nipples and short enough to show her flat stomach, and socks that squeeze the flesh of her thighs, making it spill out from the top.

and when you two are about to fuck is when she really dials up the sluttery of her outfits, she wears expensive lingeries, thin robes with nothing underneath, revealing maid outfits, and animal (bunny, cat, mouse, cow) pieces. and she would show them off to you through lap dances and sexy poses until you decide to fuck her brains out for her slutty presentation.

she wants you rip her expensive outfits apart from her body and mark her skin with hickies and bruises in places where it would be difficult to cover up.

Impact Play.

this girl is a brat, and loves to be treated like one.

smack her round tits and perfect ass and watch them jiggle with every hit. whip her back with an intensity that would make her eyes roll to the back of her head. grip on her horns and yank on them to your hearts content, use them as handle bars to grab onto while you're fucking her in her tight ass and to use while she is deepthoating your dick inside her pretty mouth.

mina loves the tingling sensation of you using her body like a cheap fuck doll, and she especially loves it when you leave marks on her body.

if you don't treat her like a two cent whore then she ain't gonna be satisfied. step on her. slap her. use her. do whatever you want with her, and she would thank you for every single one of them.

Exhibitionism.

mina lives to be fun and risky, its in her nature. so its only natural that she wants you to show that she belongs to you by having fucking her in places that no one would ever think about the pro-hero pinky and her boyfriend would ever have sex in.

finger her pussy while having a lovely dinner with your friends. bend her over a toilet in a public restroom and stuff her mouth with her panties to muffle her moans so that the anonymous person wouldn't hear your erotic love making.

make her choke on your cock behind a bush in a public park. make her suck your fingers as you plunge your member in and out of her warm pussy in-between two buildings, behind a dumpster.

she loves being owned in public spaces where she knows if you two aren't careful, you could get caught, and both of your reputations would be ruined. but just the thought of everybody knowing that she's yours and you're hers makes her pussy clamp onto your dick harder.

Somnophilia.

if this slut had the horniness of a bitch in heat, she is somehow worse when she is sleeping. she still is a cockwhore even in her dreams.

you sometimes wake up to find her humping your leg or moaning your name in her sleep. and when her pussy is wet and horny, you have to fuck her or else she will whine and complain about it all day.

she loves waking up to the feeling on her cunt being stuffed to the brim, the drowsiness of sleep overcoming her once again as she gives into your cock.

she doesn't care what you do to her body, conscious or unconscious, she will always be a warmer for your dick to use.

Roleplay.

mina loves playing a sexy role in your lewd play, i feel like it goes along with her dress up kink cause she loves setting the mood and puts heart into her role to make it as believable as possible.

her favorite roles are hero (she's the hero) and villain, virgin innocent school girl and bully, and dance teacher and dancer. when she gets into the roll, she's like a totally different person.

from her spewing out curses at you and saying that you will be put to justice for the crimes you have committed while also trying to hold in her moans as you ravage her (hero and villain), to sobbing and screaming out your name like a whore as you take her "innocence" away and bully her body to your hearts content (virgin innocent school girl and bully).

it makes her happy when you commit to your role too, the only thing that you and your roles have in common, is that you fuck the shit out of mina, and she smiles like an idiot throughout all of it.

"Fill me to the brim daddy, you know you want to~."

"S-So rough, is my pussy- ah!- really that good?"

"Ah! Ah! S-So good! Your dick feels so fucking good!"

𝐌𝐨𝐦𝐨 𝐘𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐮.

Tit/Thigh Fucking.

momo loves the euphoric feeling of your cock fucking between her thighs and boobs.

she would press her thighs tighter against your member when she feels the veins rubbing against her clit. letting out a small yelp when the tip was so close into slipping into her lips and inside her pussy, but immediately whining when it popped out to continue it's assault on her thighs.

she would do the same thing with her boobs if you decide to fuck your dick on them instead, she would lick the tip whenever it pushed up against her lips, or just completely engulf it inside her mouth while pushing her tits to strangle your cock..

momo's tits are also very sensitive, so if you were to suck on her nipples while jackhammering into her, she would cum instantly.

Hair Pulling.

this girl may seem like the perfect rich girl, but the moment you yank on her hair she turns into a cheap slut who wants you to use her.

during sex there is a 50% chance of momo having her hair down and a 50% chance of her putting her hair into a ponytail so that it doesn't get in the way. but no matter what hair style she puts her hair in, it is still perfect for you to pull on.

whenever you two are having sex, she would always beg to you yank on her hair, nothing gets her off than the slightly painful sensation of her hair being pulled while getting railed within an inch of her life.

but don't pull her hair when you are in public or else she will let out an embarrassingly loud moan that would make you both never want to be seen in that area again.

Cock Warming.

like i've said before, her looks may deceive you into believing that she is an innocent angel, when in reality she is just as much of a cockslut like all three girls on this list.

momo loves being stuffed by your cock, whether it be in her cunt or mouth, she doesn't care as long as she gets a taste of it.

while she is very private about both of your sex lives, she is still down to cock warm you secretly while you both are watching a movie or reading quietly together.

she especially loves cock warming right after you both had fucked, its a part of her aftercare. she doesn't care if she's sweaty and tired, she will still want your soft dick inside her or else she will tear up.

Oral.

momo doesn't mind if its you or her that is receiving oral, either way, it gives her intense pleasure. she likes to do it when neither of you have the time or energy to do the p in the v sex, so oral works as a substitute.

eat out her pussy while she is in a virtual meeting with other pro-heroes, make her suck your cock while you're working on your paperwork, and make her ride your face until she is squirming at the endless orgasms you make her have.

it doesn't matter when or where, if you want oral, she is already on her knees and unbuckling your pants. the same goes for you if she is feeling stressful or horny.

feeling your tongue inside her already makes her head spin, so just imagine whenever she gives you head. she is the type of sub where she gets off when she gets you off as well. so when you climax inside her throat, she squirts all over the floor too.

"(Y-Y/N), p-please be gentl- ah! oh, that feels so good!"

"your dick makes me feels so full, don't pull out of me please."

"you can use me for as long as you want darling~."

𝐎𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐨 𝐔𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐚.

Creampie.

she already loves the sensations of your cock stuffing her cunt, but when you shoot your warm cum inside her, that sends her to heaven.

just looking at her you could already tell that she needed a creampie daily, she cant go two days without being filled to the brim.

after you are done using her pussy and stuffing it with your semen, she will plug her hole up with her fingers to prevent your cum from escaping. she would personally tell you herself to buy some vibrating plugs so that she could always keep your cum inside her, even during the day when she is out doing hero work she will be walking around with your cum inside.

she will literally cry if you don't fill her enough, she will keep your dick inside her until you fulfil her desires.

Free Use Kink.

ochako makes it clear that you can use her whenever you wanted. whether it was during her job, her cooking, or cleaning. she didn't care as long as you felt satisfied.

cockwarm her while watching a movie with your friends in the theater. finger her cunt while she is talking on the phone with her parents. fuck her in an alley in broad daylight when she is suppose to be on patrol.

she would try to slience her moans so that no body could be able to hear your sinful fucking, but fails everytime.

you always choose the seat on the far back corner of the theater so that no one could he the skin on skin slapping of ochako riding you, her parents stopping calling her and just preferred to talk in person after hearing their daughter moan out her boyfriends name on the call. and nobody dared to go down the alley where euphoric noises were being made.

Body worship.

loves when you kiss her marks and scars that she got from battles and still telling her that she is beautiful.

even when you compliment her body in a non-sexual way, she still gets turned on, and wants to hear you praise her more.

when you say how tight her pussy is and how perfect you fit inside her, her walls squeeze around you more.

after sex, when you do aftercare, you praise her for doing such a good job. and her heart turns into jelly.

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The Monster on His Bed

bottom!ftm!prohero Katsuki x top!masc!villain!monster reader

reader is a void monster w multiple arms

☆ Word Count: 1,394 ☆

↳ [REQUEST] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Size Difference, Fingering, Asphyxiation, Squirting, Nipple Play, Belly Bulge, Painful Sex, Mind Break, Mating Press, Biting/Marking, Creampie

It was a long day for Katsuki and all he wanted to do was sleep for at least a week. He thankfully got the weekend off and decided to spend his Friday night in bed. Unbeknownst to him, someone else decided to spend their Friday night in his bed too.

Katsuki wakes up to a weird sound. He looks around the room but he can't see anything, even with the moonlight it's hard to make anything out. He tries to go back to sleep but his wrists are suddenly restrained by what feels like a very cold hand. His eyes shoot wide open and he immediately attempts to use his quirk but to no avail. You’re completely unaffected. He looks up at his assailant, fear increasing as he realizes the criminal is just a pair of eyes. Or at least that's how it looks. The eyes are high up, so high that he's sure the owner of them is a giant.

No matter how many times he uses his quirk, nothing happens. His breathing turns irregular and he’s no longer able to stay calm. All his training goes down the drain. If he can't protect himself, what will happen?

Another pair of hands grab onto his legs and spread them apart. Katsuki’s rendered breathless as those hands rip his shorts off, his underwear following shortly after.

“Get off of me!” He yells, finally regaining the ability to speak. “I’ll fucking kill you!”

Another hand approaches his pussy, your large hand wraps around his small little t-dick and jerks it off. Katsuki squirms in your hold, whimpering as he tries to fight against the pleasure. Your eyes move down to stare into Katsuki’s and another hand reaches over to pry his mouth open, a long tongue slithering its way into the blond’s mouth before soft flesh presses against his lips. Neither of you close your eyes, he stares into yours with anger while you stare into his with lust. The kiss goes on for too long and he’s soon deprived of his oxygen, barely able to breathe as you kiss him with extreme aggression. He squirms around helplessly, his face changing in color. Katsuki’s eyes open even wider as he feels his orgasm approaching, face scrunching up as he orgasms. Your hand moves down to his hole, slowly adding in two fingers. The coldness of your hands contrasts the warmth of his pussy.

You finally pull away, giving Katsuki the ability to breathe again. He coughs and sputters in disgust, trying to get your taste out of his mouth.

“You- you bastard!” He spits where he assumes your face is, desperately moving his lower body in an attempt to get your fingers to move out of him but they don't. You keep fingering his sensitive hole despite his struggle.

Your tongue trails down from his lips, to his neck, and down his nipple. Katsuki’s eyes widen as you lick it, he can't help but feel pleasure from it. His nipples are sensitive after all. The hand that was previously on his lip moves down to pull and twist Katsuki’s neglected nipple while your tongue swirls around the other. His back arches as he bites his lip, lashes fluttering as he tries to withstand the intense amount of pleasure you’re giving him.

“Stop!” He begs, already about to come again. “You disg- disgusting fucking- ngh- creep!”

You keep going until he squirts, leaving him utterly exhausted and humiliated. How could he let himself orgasm by a stranger’s hand?

“Get out!” He shrieks. He regrets living in a secluded area, no one can hear him scream. Katsuki gets ignored and is instead greeted with a long, thick…rod? on his stomach. He doesn't know what it is, it’s too dark, but he knows it's hot and it's twitching. That gives him an idea, an idea he hopes isn’t true. He prays his guess is wrong. But it isn't. Of course it isn't.

The moment he feels the tip of that ‘rod’ press against his entrance is the moment true fear starts to wash over him. He could handle getting beat up or even killed but this? He’s scared. He hasn't been scared in so long, nor has he been tempted to cry. When was the last time he cried anyway? He feels his strong and confident persona crumble down into nothing as you force your cockhead inside his tight, previously untouched, pussy. Katsuki lets out an ear piercing cry but you remain unfazed, continuing your entrance inside him. Tears rapidly stream down his cheeks as you stretch him open to take you. It hurts, Katsuki sobs, repeating the words in his head over and over. He's never been in so much pain, his head is spinning.

You stop halfway, giving Katsuki a false sense of relief. He thinks that's all of you. Little does he know…

You place your hand on his bulging stomach and smile, he's so small compared to your cock. You slowly pull out before sliding inside just as slowly. Katsuki sobs harder. His head hurts from crying but he can't stop, it hurts too much. He’s already losing his mind from overstimulation and you dragging your cock in and out of his cunt is only making it worse.

You lean into his chest, mouth latching onto one of his nipples. Katsuki’s eyes roll back, whining as he starts to feel good. The combination of your mouth and your cock is driving him crazy, he hates that it feels good.

“Stop!” He yells again, trying to hold on to the small part of his brain that's still sane. “It hurts!” He squirms around, waving his legs around. “It fucking hurts you bastard!”

You pull away from his chest and dig your nails deep into his sides, earning a strained hiss of pain from the hero. You pull out of him almost all the way before forcing your entire length inside him with one swift thrust. Katsuki chokes out a gasp, eyes widening in shock as a jolt of pleasure runs through his body, causing him to squirt hard from the sudden attack. It hurts, a lot, but it feels good at the same time. Why does it feel good? Katsuki doesn't have enough time to dwell on the question thanks to your sudden thrusts.

“No! No!” He sobs as you fuck into his overly sensitive pussy. You're too big for him, he feels like he's being ripped apart. You're destroying him, physically and mentally. “Please stop!”

You smirk. You don't think you've ever heard him say please. You wrap your hand around his little dick, aggressively jerking him off and bringing him even more unwanted pleasure. He doesn’t want to feel good, he hates how good he feels. He hates how there's a part of his brain that wants more, that wants you to keep fucking him. With each aggressive thrust, the thin, metaphorical, thread that’s keeping him from falling apart starts to slip away. He starts to lose any and all sense that he previously had. His head feels fuzzy and his body feels amazing. A grin starts to grow on Katsuki’s face, pleasure overriding everything else. He stops holding back his moans and lets you hear his slutty voice in all its glory.

“Fuck!” Katsuki screams, arching his back and squirting on your cock. You position yourselves into a mating press, somehow reaching him even deeper than before. You bring him into a kiss and this time he's willing, letting you stick your tongue down his throat and practically devour him. He doesn't even protest as he starts to lose oxygen.

You eventually pull away and move down to his neck, lightly nibbling on his flesh before sinking your teeth into it. Katsuki lets out a loud moan, his eyes rolling back as you mark him as yours.

You lean into his ear and whisper. “Mine.”

The implications of that causes Katsuki to come again. Being yours means this won't be the last time you do this, just the thought of that sends electricity through his veins. Your thrusts start to lose momentum as you approach your orgasm, it does take much longer before you're dumping thick loads of cum inside him.

And with that, Katsuki is completely ruined. From now on, he won't be able to be with anyone but you.

Persistence.

Another request from another person who wants to remain anonymous. Probably one or two more requests until I get back to regularly scheduled programming.

***

Persistence - firm or obstinate continuance in a course of action in spite of difficulty or opposition. A core trait that you've always believed in. Without fail, persistence always pays off.

Heejin glared into your eyes, her eyes full of hatred, thinking about how she ended up with her lips tightly wrapped around your cock. For years she has denied every one of your advances. It started with asking her for dinner - denied. Maybe something more casual like lunch - denied. Perhaps lunch was still too intimate so you asked her for coffee or even a walk - denied. Growing desperate you even offered her money for her body which was unequivocally denied.

From your very first meeting, Heejin hated everything about you–your cocky attitude, your smug smirk, and especially the way you thought money could buy anything. Heejin was determined not to be one of those things. The keyword here is: was.

Once on top of the world, the first member of her group introduced. A solo album shortly after that. A subunit, a group debut, CF endorsements, there was limitless potential of where her career would go. Until there wasn't. That idyllic world came crumbling down when her group was near disbandment. Now in a desperate situation, the once proud Heejin found herself wrapped in a morning ritual she absolutely despised–nothing more than a plaything for your sexual desires.

She may hate you, hate what you're asking her to do, but there's no denying she's good at performing. Her tongue flicked under your head with relentless precision, her cheeks hollowing out with unfathomable suction–bobbing her head up and down, just deep enough before she gagged.

"Feels so fucking good. You look so beautiful with a cock in your mouth Heejin." You taunted. "You must love sucking my cock."

And there it was. That undeniable glare of hatred. Turning you on even more seeing the absolute disgust in her expression.

"Fuck you." An understandably muffled response, seeing how her mouth was full of cock.

With her hair in your hands, a hard thrust pushed you past her gag point, holding her down while her hands furiously slapped your thighs as she struggled to breathe.

"If you hate me so much, just tell me so and I'll stop." A downright evil grin on your face, knowing she couldn't respond.

Your grip released, and she recoiled back, coughing and sniffling, taking deep breaths to catch her breath. You look down, relishing that ever familiar look of hatred on her face as she flipped you off with both hands.

Despite this, Heejin eagerly opened her mouth again once she felt your tip pressed against her lips. She took control, using both hands to corkscrew your cock while she licked and sucked–her tongue swirling around, her lips pressing firmly against you. She moved her head up and down, her mouth working its magic, her hands never stopping.

You almost get lost in the moment, groaning in response to her unbelievable skill. Heejin increased the speed of her movements, her mouth and hand worked together in perfect harmony, sensing you were near completion. With only seconds to spare, you regained your composure and stepped back.

"Naughty little girl aren't you?" Heejin tried and failed to hide her look of disappointment when you stepped away. "Trying to make me cum before I could fuck you?"

You pulled her to her feet and simply marveled at her exquisite physique. Heejin became flush with embarrassment, standing there completely naked and exposed with nowhere to hide–your piercing glare only making her more and more uncomfortable.

Desperate to escape your lecherous gaze, and already knowing what's about to happen, Heejin turns around and bends over the desk. Her hands braced the edge, her body pressed against the cold wooden surface. For just a brief moment, it felt nice–a deep contrast against the heat of her body, part of it anger, part of it arousal. Her heart started racing and her breathing became shallow. She hated this, she hated you, but more than anything, she hated herself for being turned on.

Before the true fun can begin, you took time to admire Heejin's perfect idol body bent over before you–her tight pert ass lifted into the air just waiting to be taken. You've been in this position before, Heejin's petite body being enveloped in your hands when you took your place behind her. Her entire body shivered when you traced your finger down the length of her spine, your hand resting on her perfectly shaped ass, giving it a squeeze.

Her eyes followed your hand as it reached into a drawer, pulling out a bottle of lube. A liberal application into her tight puckered hole was just the beginning.

"You know what happens next." Your voice low and gravelly, your entire being anticipating fucking Heejin.

"Yes…" Heejin faintly responded, clenching her teeth, an internal struggle of mind and body. Her body betrayed her as she felt the underside of your hard cock pressed in between her cheeks, teasing her, the heat radiating off your cock driving her wild.

Heejin felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She was supposed to hate it, and she did at one point, but over time she had become addicted to your cock. The way it filled up her ass like nothing else ever had before. The way you fucked her like she was a piece of meat. Like she wasn't adored by millions of fans. She wanted it more and more, and you could sense it growing with every day that passed.

With your hands on her hips, you pushed forward, just slightly, until just the tip breached her tight opening. Heejin almost shuddered in response, instinctively pushing back to take you deeper, accidentally allowing a low moan to escape her lips. But you had other plans. She had to be broken before she could experience pleasure.

"Beg me for it Heejin." Refusing to push forward until you heard those magic words.

"Fuck you! I hate you. Just get this over with already so I can go!" She spat out her words with malice, but once again her body betrayed her.

You reached around and brushed two fingers against her core, digging around and gathering up her sweet nectar.

"This tells me otherwise…" Holding your thought to taste your freshly coated fingers. "...but if you truly hate this, I'll let you go."

Then you retreated, pulling out of her ass, fully committed to letting her leave. A worthy gamble to break the psyche of the ever proud Jeon Heejin.

"P-Please…" Heejin whispered. She hated herself more than ever, but she couldn't deny her carnal desires after she got a taste.

You returned to her, placing your hands on her hips and driving your cock back into her ass, just slightly deeper than before.

"What else?"

Heejin bit her lip, her entire body trembling with desire. "I...I love being fucked in the ass," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

"Good girl." You said mocking her, giving her cheek a well deserved spank before thrusting.

Heejin closed her eyes, her body tensing as you slowly entered her. She could feel every inch as you pushed in deeper and deeper, moving slowly at first and then faster and faster. Her muscles began to relax as she became accustomed to the intrusion, her body shaking with pleasure with every thrust.

"Ugh. Your ass is so tight. I would fuck it every morning if I could. Oh wait, I already do."

Heejin wanted to retort. But she couldn't. Too lost in the pleasure and pain of your hard cock stretching out her ass. The way you pounded into her ass with reckless abandon like you owned it. She was quickly becoming undone. Never before had she felt so completely dominated–her body being pounded into submission.

"Fuck me harder…fuck me harder…" Heejin kept repeating. No longer worried about keeping up her facade and solely seeking out her own pleasure. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the edge of the desk, your two bodies nearly embedded into one as you fucked her as hard as you could.

All the signs were there. She was close. While pounding into her with steady precision, you pulled her hair, her back arching until she was next to you. "Cum for me Heejin." Then there it was. Her heavy moaning became eerily silent as her body became stiff and she squirted all over your desk.

There was no time for her to bask in the euphoria of her orgasm. You kept thrusting into her tight ass, the tensing of her muscles squeezing you even tighter. Her body writhed in pleasure, your forceful thrusts quickly overstimulating her senses. A tight grip on her hips held her in place until you could hold out no longer.

With a loud grunt, you released everything inside of her–Heejin immediately feeling the sensation of hot cum filling up her ass. You pulled out and Heejin slumped over, completely exhausted from this morning's session. You step back to admire the evidence of your hard work, cum slowly leaking out of Heejin's ass. You give cute ass her one final spank, sending another jolt of energy into her body.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Heejin sighed, her body still trembling with pleasure. Resigned to her fate, but deep down she knew she began to love it.

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The Wolves and the Doe

Viking KiriBaku x FemReader

Hey yall! I'm still on my haitus but I TOTALLY forgot to post this on here. I posted it on AO3 but not here. It has been sitting in my drafts for who knows how long. Sorry about that. Either who. Here you go. I love this peice.

Since you were a little girl you had loved the son of a Jarl and the son of a great warrior, but life took you away from them. When they come back to you, it's almost as you first met. A chase. A hunt. The wolves and the doe.

Note: Mentions of Norse gods, periods and the demons that they are, mentions of blood, Predator vs prey mentality, mentions of Kiribaku obviously. Some NSFW close to the end. No smut. Sadly.

Growing up as the king’s youngest daughter you were always pampered and spoiled. You were daddy’s little girl. His favourite girl. Yet that also meant you could get away with a lot of things. Tripping in the procession? That’s fine. The poor little one tripped on a stone. Interrupting your father to tell him that you think some random lady looks pretty? Look at you being a kind little princess. Sneaking off to go play with a Jarl's son and his friend? 

That was new. 

You never liked playing with the other girls of the court. They were all so stuffy and if not pampering you and trying to suck up to you. As much as you didn’t mind the attention, it wasn’t what you wanted nor what tickled your fancy. 

It was one time, when you were not older than six, you had wandered away from your family that sat posed in the great hall. You had magically found your way outside where a group of friends were playing around. They were wrestling and fighting one another. Out of the group your eyes couldn’t leave two of them. You hid behind a wooden pole to watch them. 

The tallest of the boys was a blond. He had spiky blond hair that made him look a bit like a porcupine to you. He had red maroon eyes and a boisterous laugh and smile. He seemed to be confident and hold an aura of control and pride to him. Another kid that seemed to be rather close to him, slightly smaller, was a boy with black hair that came into is face. He had wide ruby eyes, like a jewel or crisp apple. He had a scar over his right eye and seemed to be the strongest out of all of them. 

They played around with two other boys and a girl. One boy had black hair and the other had yellow hair with a black mark in it. He must have been a relative to a seer. You heard of them with their mystical powers and connection to the gods. The only girl had fluffy pink hair and seemed just as rowdy as the boys. 

You watched all of them enviously. 

“Come on, Eijiro. You can hit him harder than that!” The ash blond shouted at the kid with the black hair and scar. 

The boy put his hands together and looked down. “Sorry Katsuki, but I don’t want to hurt Denki.” 

“Yah, Kacchan!” The yellow haired small boy shouted, standing behind the other boy with black hair and had a straight tooth smile. “I don't want to get hit. Look at me, I’m tiny.” He hid more of his body as he glared. 

He’s false bravado made you giggle, causing attention to yourself. 

“Oi!” The ash blond child, Kacchan you guessed, stomped over to you. “Who are you! Why are you spying on us!” He shouted at you. 

You weren’t used to people shouting at you other than your older siblings. You didn’t tolerate it from others. Not liking it at all, you frowned. “I am princess Y/N! My daddy is the king and I can do whatever I want.” 

Bakugou glared at you. He didn’t like how high you placed yourself. How higher you placed yourself above him. He pointed a finger at you. “You little brat!” Before he could do something he regretted, Kirishima quickly wrapped his arms around him. 

He held the angry blond in his arms as he offered you a smile. It was odd watching them, being the same age, and yet Kirishima was restraining him pretty well. “Sorry about him, your highness.” He said, offering you a kind smile. Broad, sharp teeth and kind. You couldn’t help but soften at the look of him. 

“Well…” You looked away. “It’s fine for now. But the next time he does it, I’m telling daddy.” 

“You’re a princess?” Mina asked as she approached you bouncing on her heels in excitement. “That’s so cool. You look like the King so it must be true.” She said as she looked between you and her friends. 

“Yah, she should call her precious daddy!” Bakugou mocked as he tilted his head side to side. “You wouldn’t be able to handle me by yourself, princess. You’re weak.” 

“No, I’m not!” You stomped your foot and glared back at him. 

Sero quickly moved to stand next to Bakugou. “Uh, Katsuki.” he said with a nervous smile. “Maybe you should calm down.” He offered. 

Bakugou kept his eyes on you. “Never!” He stuck his tongue out at you childishly. “Weak little brat!” He teased you. “Can’t do anything without daddy’s help. Poor little princes-” 

A slap went through the area. You stood with an angry face as you looked down at him. Clutching his plush cheek was Bakugou. His face was set into one of pure surprise. He didn’t expect you to hit him, let alone the slap to sting. The other children were silent, not fully believing that it actually happened. 

“Keep quiet you… you… you dog!” You shouted at him angry. 

Denki retreated back as he grew nervous at how quiet Bakugou was being. “Oh no. I don’t think you should have done that, princess.” 

Bakugou’s fists balled up as he faced you again. His eyes white with rage as he seethed in anger. “You’re gonna regret that princess.” 

That’s when you did the smartest thing you did all day. 

You ran. 

You ran, not in fear but giggling for the most part. The angry blond throwing retorts and angry growls at you as you ran through the streets. People watched and wondered why you were running away from a string of other children all following one another. Bakugou was behind you trying to catch you. Kirishima was behind Bakugou trying to calm him down. Mina was behind Kirishima wanting to see what would happen next. Sero was following Mina for the same reason. Denki followed because he didn’t want to be left alone for the most part. 

You ran straight into the main hall, giggling and squealing trying to get away from Bakugou. Kirishima and Bakugou both followed you into the main hall but Mina, Sero and Denki all stopped. In the main hall was where all the leaders were meeting. Your giggling, Bakugou’s shouting and Kirishima’s apologise were what disturbed the meeting. 

You quickly ran over to your father and hid by his side. “Daddy save me!”

“Come here and fight me, princess!” Bakugou shouted in front of all the adults. Including his mother and his Jarl, Kirishima’s father, Takeo Kirishima. The two adults stood horrified as their two sons stood in front of the royal family. 

Kirishima quickly stood in front of his best friend and stopped him from approaching you any further. He forced the blond down on his knees alongside him. They were both on one knee in front of you and your family. “I’m deeply sorry for the disturbance your majesty. We were just playing outside when things got out of hand.” He apologised profusely. He knew how much his father took pride in these meetings so he knew what was best was to apologise. 

“SHE SLAPPED ME!” Bakugou shouted looking back up at you with a glare. Kirishima tugged on his friend’s ear harshly. “OW!” 

“Forgive us.” Kirishima stated his head still down in respect. 

All the adults were very amused at the whole situation. Especially your parents. Your mother laughed but looked down at the two young boys fondly. “What are your names?” 

“Eijiro Kirishima, your majesty.” Kirishima answered immediately. “Son of the great Jarl Takeo Kirishima. And this-” He kept Bakugou’s head down with a firm grip that was clearly not relanting despite the blond's struggles. “Is Katsuki Bakugou, son of Mitsuki Bakugou.” He answered for his grumbling friend. 

Your father turned to look up at the two embarrassed parents. Mitsuki was seething at her son for interrupting the meeting and showing little respect to royalty. Takeo, however, was rather impressed with his son’s level-headedness in this situation. Your father turned to look at you, who had crawled into his lap. You sat with your arms folded and a huff. “Daughter.”

You turned to your father innocently. “Yes, daddy?” You asked. 

“Did you slap Katsuki?” He asked you. 

You hesitated. You pouted. “He was being mean to me, daddy.” You pointed down at the two boys. 

The king turned to Bakugou who had calmed down a bit more. “Katsuki.” 

“Huh?” Bakugou asked as he looked up. He was roughly nudged in the ribs by Kirishima making him wince. “I mean… Yes, m’lord.” He corrected himself with a mumble. That made the other Jarls laugh. Mitsuki dragged her hands down her face as she tried not to burn with anger at her child’s show of no manners. 

“Were you bested by my daughter?” 

Bakugou huffed. “No, she ran away and I-” 

“If a doe runs away from the wolves does that not mean that the doe has won?” Your father asked as he raised an eyebrow down at the blond child. 

Bakugou opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. He crossed his arms and looked away. “Tsk.” He scowled. “One day I’ll be a strong warrior and no stupid doe will out best me!” He loudly proclaimed. “Especially you princess!”

Your mother laughed at the child's ambition. “I don’t doubt that, if you are anything like your mother.” She turned to Kirishima. “Little Eijiro. What do you think of the blond's proclamation? You are to be a future Jarl if all goes right.” 

Kirishima was only silent for a moment. “He’s the best boy in my village, your majesty.” He said making Bakugou’s cheeks burn a slight pink but he still frowned. He nodded his head in agreement. “He’s fast, skilled and has great ambition. I don’t doubt what he says. I want him to be my second in command, like my father has Aunt Mitsuki as his.” 

Your mother nodded her head as she looked up to Takeo. “Your son has a great eye, Takeo. If Thor will have it, he just might make a strong leader one day, especially if he can deal with a Bakugou.” 

After the meeting had finished, with no more disturbances, both Jarl Takeo and Mitsuki both apologised to your family. No one minded. Bakugou, however, was now determined to try and beat you at something, dragging Kirishima along with him. There were many visits from the Bakugous and Kirishimas since that day. Whenever they were in your village with their parents you always spent time with them. Whether it was watching them fight, or running through the surrounding woods with them in a game of tag. Where you were, they were. The three of you, even though you only saw each other every few months or so, you were all close. Everyone could see it. Some even wondered at your young age, who you would choose. The Jarl’s son or the fierce warrior?

You could never choose. Never split them apart. They were great together as is. 

Then one day, when you were twelve, you woke up and there was blood everywhere. Everywhere means your sheets. You had screamed loud enough for Valhalla to hear you. You thought you were dying. You felt like it too. Your servants had run into the room you shared with your older sister. But next thing you know, no one was listening to the girl who was practically crying her eyes out. Everyone was celebrating. For what reason you hadn’t known till your mother and sister sat you down.

You weren’t a girl anymore to them. 

You had to take your princess studies more seriously now. 

Your sister took pity on you, having had experienced what you were going to be put through a two years before. Suddenly she seemed less annoying and more like your only refuge. 

So while the village celebrated and you were sulking around, you met Kirishima and Bakugou one last time. 

You met them in the woods, your secret place by a river. The two of them stood in front of you who looked like you were anything but happy. Of course you couldn’t be. Not with all you had learnt today. The moon was high in the sky and the river was still. The dark area was peaceful other than the growing tension between the three of you.

“We can’t hang out anymore.” You let out finally and quietly. 

Bakugou was the first to react like always. “HUH!” He shouted rather loudly. “Why not?” He asked as he stepped closer. 

Kirishima stopped him and shot him a look to calm down. The blond took a breath and focused back on you. Kirishima had his black hair tied back in a small ponytail, sort of spikey at the end that reminded you of Bakugou’s hair. The boy’s eyebrows furrowed. “Is it because of today?” He asked. 

The both of them weren’t entirely sure why today was a big deal. Nor why everyone was acting like it was a god’s birthday but it seemed important enough and that it had to do with you. Takeo had promised to explain to his son and his son’s best friend later when they went back home. It didn’t stop them from enjoying the festivities though. They did enjoy it until they noticed you weren’t. 

You nodded your head as you held your elbows. You shrunk your shoulders as you furrowed your eyebrows. You looked off to the side. The cool night air blew making your long dress move with you. “I… I’m not a little girl anymore. I can’t play with you guys. I need to take being a princess and a woman of this village seriously.” You recited what your mother’s handmaiden had told you. “Besides, you guys will have to train to become leaders and warriors. You won’t have time for me for the next few years.” 

The boys winced as they knew you were telling the truth. They would have to go to the trials and earn their place among men. Earn their place as warriors and protectors. They wouldn't be able to see you for the next few years. They would be plundering, training, earning their arm rings. They would have to be away from you.

They didn’t like the sound of that. Not one bit. The three of you all knew that the day would come where childish games and fun times would come to an end. 

Bakugou folded his arms over his bear chest. “How can we get your attention then?” He asked. That caught both you and Kirishima's attention. “If you can’t give us it then how can we get it?” He asked again. 

You shrugged. “I don’t know. My mom said I would have to focus on my future partner.” 

“Then that’s what we’ll do.” He proclaimed. He had already made up his mind. The blond placed his hands on his hips and nodded. “WE’RE GONNA MARRY YOU!” He pointed to you. 

“W-what!” You asked confused. “Both of you?” You asked shocked. “My father won’t allow it.”

“Yes, he will.” Bakugou said shamelessly and certain. Kirishima however was blushing red and went stiff. Bakugou threw his arm around Kirishima next to him. “I will become the best warrior this kingdom has ever seen and Eijiro will become the next Jarl of our village! Right, Eijiro?”

Kirishima nodded his head, not entirely sure what exactly he was putting himself up for but he did know, if it concerned you and Bakugou, he would do anything. “Y-yes. As a Jarl, I’ll make sure we’ll marry you.” 

Your eyebrows furrowed. You clearly weren’t convinced. Bakugou turned to Kirishima. “Oi, Eijiro. What’s that thing that people do before they get married?” 

Kiri looked at Bakugou confused. “Kiss?” 

Bakugou’s face scrunched up as he stuck his tongue out. “Gross. No.” He pushed the other boy. That made Kirishima blush bashfully and you giggled. “The other thing.” 

“Propose?” Kirishima suggested again. 

“Yah but we did that.” Bakugou stated. 

“We did?” Kirishima asked, confused. 

Bakugou opened his mouth to speak but then realised Kirishima was right. He dropped down to one knee. His face went pink but he looked determined. His red eyes looking between the two of you. “I promise to Odin and any other fuckin’ gods I need to, that I’ll marry the both of you.” He nodded his head. He pointed to his chest. “And I’ll be the best fuckin’ husband you’ll ever have.” 

You and Kirishima shared a look. Before you could comment, Kirishima did the same thing. He went on one knee before the two of you. “I promise to Odin and Freya that I’ll marry the both of you and be the most manliest and reliable husband to… to the both of you.” He stared at the blond briefly, making Bakugou turn his head trying to hide his red face. Kirishima looked back up at you. “I promise.” 

Watching them do it, you couldn’t just stand and not say anything. You pulled your dress to the side and went down on one knee. Your knee pressed against the cold damp soil. “I promise to Odin and Freya that I’ll marry the both of you and be the best wife you could ever need. Don’t think about trying to find another woman because she won’t be better than me.” You stated proudly.

And that was the last time you saw them for years. You grew, you changed physically and mentally but what stayed the same was where your heart belonged to. You were older, wiser and for one thing less spoilt. You did everything to be the best person you could be. You helped around the community, you supported your warriors and even learned a bit from them. 

Your eldest brother had passed leaving your eldest sister as the next heir to the throne. That in itself scared you. Not because you didn’t support your sister. You did, but that also meant that she couldn’t be carted off. That she wasn’t to be used as a bargaining chip anymore. You were the next royal in line. You were terrified obviously. You didn’t want to marry some fat old man of a neighbouring village or kingdom. If anything you would have rather died single. 

Your life was like that. Waking up each morning to fear. 

But for one day, that disappeared. Your father was holding a great feast for a series of successful raids that had been occurring. The guests of honours were said to be ones you hadn’t seen in years. 

You hadn’t been that excited or nervous for something in months. You dressed in your best outfit, applied face paint to your eyes, face and shoulders and made sure you looked more presantable than you were in months. 

“You know you might just attract every other person other than them right?” Your sister teased from her place upon her bed. 

You pulled on a fur around your shoulders. “Lets pray that doesn't happen.” You stated unbothered. 

Your sister raised an eyebrow. She stood up. “I heard they were lovers.” She stated.

You stiffened for a moment. You heard stories about them. The beast of a redhead that tore through enemies like they were paper. The blond demon warrior that slaughtered and took with a smile on his face. An unstoppable duo whose affections towards each other, though not shunned nor hated on, were very apparent. You were glad they still were close and if the rumours were true, loved each other. If they couldn’t have you at least they had each other.

Your sister walked up behind you and placed her hands on your shoulders. “Sister, let them go. You can’t keep on holding on to silly childhood promises.” She told you as she bent down to look at you through the mirror. You looked down at your lap. “I am sure I can find you a lovely young jarl you could spend your time with. Plus what if you don’t find them attractive anymore?” 

You looked up at her. “Well, I would need to get my eyes checked.” You stood up with her. 

The two of you went into the main hall. You both stood next to your father and mother and younger brother. You watched as Jarl after Jarl and warrior after warrior came into the great hall but you hadn’t seen them yet. You kept your head high. Even if you were mistaken, even if they weren’t coming, you wouldn’t be disheartened. It only meant you would probably take your sister up on what she had offered.

Lastly, from the darkness outside were two men, built like oaxen. You were stunned for the most part. The sea of people in the great hall parted for them, feeling the power and radiancy they carried with them. It was suffocating from even where you stood. 

Finally making it in front, standing next to each other were the two men you had longed to see for years. 

On the left was an ash blond with a white direwolf fur over his shoulders with a red cape. His hair was longer now. Half his head was braided in tight blonde braids and the rest was kept in his unruly blond locks. He was lean with a small waist that had even you envious. His large chest seemed soft to you and held few scars to them but clearly hard earned. His maroon piercing eyes, covered in black tribal paint looked at you instantly. They held no shame in looking at you or your figure, a smirk of pride and cockiness went to his face at your attention.  

Your eyes then went to the giant next to him that you could hardly believe was the same boy you knew years ago. He had a growth spurt making him wider and bigger than the blond. He truly lived up to the reputation that the Kirishima’s held of being beasts among men. His broad and exposed chest was covered in markings and a few scars. He had long locks of red hair that fell down his back. You had heard rumours that his hair turns red permanently from the blood of his victims. His crisp apple eyes found you as well. An unreadable emotion behind his eyes.

The two of them bent down on one knee before your family, their heads down. The tight arm rings around their right arms showing their vows to their fellow man here. “Your majesties.” They both said. 

Your father smiled with a laugh. “The demon warrior, Katsuki Bakugou and the Beast among men, Jarl Eijiro Kirishima. Stand men, stand. This whole night is in honour of you after all.” The duo stood back up straight, heads held high. “Your winnings and efforts have paid off my good and faithful warriors. Tonight we shall feast in your honour!” 

With that the hall erupted into joyous cheers. Music played and food was served as everyone sat drinking and eating to their hearts content. Loud boisterous laughter and cheers rang through the warm air as there was celebration to their achievements. You sat dutifully next to your sister as she got lucky enough to sit next to Bakugou. Your father sat between the two men. 

“Maybe you weren’t so wrong about dressing up.” Your sister whispered into your ear, making you both giggle. 

You nudged her. “You never did like to listen to me.” You teased. Before you could continue you heard your father say something. 

“I would like to reward the both of you with an opportunity as well with your riches… If you so wish...” He stated to the two of them. You peered over trying to hear what else he would say when your sister cut in. 

“Whoever gets their hands on them would be a lucky person.” She stated as she picked up her cup of beer. 

You nodded. “Yes, they would. If only the heavens would be so kind.” You motioned to her. 

“Mother said that father might just reward one of them with the opportunity as King.” 

You choked on your wine. “What?” 

She nodded her head. “For my hand, they would be crowned King.” Your ears started to ring at her words. 

“For… your… your hand?” You asked shakily. 

She smiled. “Yep. Of course you could have the other one if you so wished.” 

You absentmindedly nodded your head not entirely feeling all up to the party. Your first chance in years to see them, talk to them, be with them and it was taken from you. You stood up. “Excuse me, I’ve got to go out and check on our brother. He must be so bored.” You smiled and quickly made your way away from the main table. Red eyes watched you as you left. 

You quickly made your way out of the hall into the cool night air. You dropped your shoulders and went into the direction of the woods. Your head down as you tried regaining your barings. She must have known your fathers plans all along. Which was probably why she told you to forget about them. You couldn’t have both. That’s selfish. 

Or was it? 

You didn’t mind being selfish. 

You found yourself at the river, your meeting spot when you were kids. The night seemed identical to it was the last time you saw them. Bright big moon in the sky with the heavens twinkling and winking at you. The river was calm near you and the wind was only just strong enough to move the cape you wore. 

This was a place where you could feel safe. Almost as if they were standing right next to you.

You heard a snap of a twig that made you immediately look back. Your heart raced in fear as you looked behind you. Your eyes dashed around the area looking for what the sound was. You moved backward in fear. Your back bumped into what you thought was a tree. 

“No hello, princess ?” You turned around immediately and your eyes widened in shock. You knew who it was from the way he said your title. Standing in front of you, arms crossed over his chest was Bakugou. The moonlight lit his blond hair in a sort of luminescent glow as he stared down at you with red eyes that seemed to stare into your soul.

“ Katsuki .” You whispered his name like it was something you never thought you would say again. 

You took a step backwards and your back hit something again. “Years away from you and you haven’t even given us some of your attention. Do you not know how much we missed you, princess?” You turned around and you saw him. Kirishima. His tall stance is almost menacing in the dark, even with the moonlight falling on him. Eyes dark like a predator in the night as he looked down at you.

You gulped. “ Eijiro .”  You whispered. 

This was nothing like it was when you were younger. For one thing, this wasn’t the same Kirishima you knew when you were younger. He used to be so timid, keeping himself closed within himself most of the time. He was doubtful. This man in front of you seemed to radiate confidence and strength. A real Jarl.

“That’s not true, Eij.” Bakugou stated. “You should have seen the way she was staring at my chest. Perverted little princess.” Bakugou snarked with a grin on his face. 

Kirishima laughed. “I don’t blame her Katsuki, but you’re right. She was staring at my arms like they were meat on a silver platter.” He too snarked. 

The two of them started circling you. For a moment you wondered what was going on. Why were they saying such things? Why were they circling you? Why did your legs feel weak and your abdomen felt tied in knots?

Then it hit you. 

They were playing a game with you. A game they loved to play after the first day they met you. Wolves and doe. Wolves circle their target, their prey- the doe- and the doe has to get away from them. You were always a doe. They were always wolves. Back when you were younger it seemed easier since you were always a bit taller than them and could get away faster and probably climb a tree away from them. Now? Now you felt more like your fate was already sealed to the butchers than you having a chance. 

But the thrill. The thrill you yearned with them overtook your judgement. The hunter and the prey.

The wolves and the doe. 

They saw the recognition in your eyes and their grins grew. You bit your bottom lip as you looked between the two of them. Kirishima’s eyes raked over your body with desire. Hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. “Look at her, Katsuki. Doesn’t she look just delicious?'' He asked as he licked over the edges of his sharp teeth, his clear want for you making your heart beat out of your chest. 

Bakugou chuckled. “Indeed. Looks like a pretty doe for the fuckin taking.” Once he was behind you, his fingers dragged across the nape of your neck making you shiver. “I wonder how she tastes.” He growled close to your ear. 

That’s when you ran. You pushed your legs as hard as you could away from them, away from the village and deeper into the woods. You heard their loud and amused laughter from behind you, but you couldn’t hear them following you. Your heart was beating out of your chest and you almost felt it hard to breathe. 

You kept running, swerving between trees trying to put as much distance between them and you as possible. A glimmer of hope flickered within you. Maybe you could win. 

Then you heard it. Loud laughter. “Was she always this fucking slow, Eijiro?” To your left, running just a few trees away from you was Bakugou. He’s lean body moving agily between the trees and over fallen logs. He was keeping up with you as if it was child’s play. 

“Nah!” To your right was Kirishima. Even with his huge size, he seemed to navigate the trees better than you ever could and you lived in the area. “I don’t think she’s even trying to get away.” 

Suddenly just like that, they were gone. You couldn’t see them in the darkness of the woods or the light of the moon. You slowed down and looked around wondering where they had both disappeared to. Your eyebrows furrowed in worry. 

“Katsuki? Eijiro?” You let out scared. 

Two arms wrapped around you. You let out a small scream as you were being held by the waist. You heard Bakugou’s rare laughter. Loud and obstreperous laughter. “ Katsuki! Eijiro! Where did you go? ” He mocked you, making you laugh. He held you up making you giggle and laugh louder. His big strong arms always made you feel safe despite the game you all just participated in.

Suddenly you were both pushed back by a huge force. You landed on Katsuki’s chest, with your back against him. Caging the both of you between the ground and his large frame was Kirishima with a grin on his face. The three of you all laughed at the situation, you between the two men. It reminded you of the good days when you used to let them win and you would end up in a similar position with all three of you on the floor laughing.

You calmed down as you looked up at the redhead. You admired his handsome features. A satisfied smirk on his face at getting to you. He leaned closer down to you. “Got you, doe.” He said condescendingly. Your heart was beating loudly with how close he was to you. 

“Yah… you got me.” You affirmed, your eyes strayed to his lips. Bakugou pushed you forward, making you kiss the redhead. 

Kirishima placed his knee between you and the blond’s spread legs, applying pressure to you both. Both you and Bakugou groaned. You leaned deeper into the kiss as he easily won for dominance. His kiss had a burst of passion and need for you. It was as if he was sucking the energy out of you, leaving you breathless. 

The moment his lips left yours, and air could return to your lungs, Bakugou had tilted your head back towards him and had taken your lips for himself. He kissed you deeply too. His touch was explosive and filled to the brim with desire. His grasp on your hips tightened as he held you. You hummed as you arched your back slightly, pressing harder against him, making him grunt. 

Your eyes were closed even after separating from him. “Gods, I missed the both of you.” You whispered. 

“And we missed you.” Kirishima placed his hand on your cheek. 

“I… I had thought the two of you had…” You couldn’t let it out. Your own insecurities suffocating you. 

Bakugou raised an eyebrow. “What? You thought we would just live on without you?” He asked. “Yah fuck no.” He shook his head. “Your ours, doe. We promised you, didn’t we?” 

“I know. I know.” You looked away from the both of them. “My father wants one of you to marry my sister, doesn’t he?” You asked. 

Kirishima let out a heavy breath. With that he got off the two of you, and pulled Bakugou up, automatically sitting you in his lap in the process. “He does.” He answered your question, making you shrink back more. 

Bakugou had his hands down on the ground to steady himself as you leaned against him. “I wouldn’t blame you guys.” You stated. “One of you would be king and the other a Jarl. It would be the dream for you guys. I would support the two of you, even with my sister as your Queen.” 

Bakugou scoffed. “We couldn’t give two shits about her.” Bakugou growled in anger as he looked off to the side. “But… we do care about you.” He told you, his voice softer than normal. With one of his hands he took yours securely. His calloused warm hands gave you comfort.

Kirishima placed a large hand on your cheek. He offered you a soft smile. The smile that would comfort you in your dreams. “We would deny Valhalla to be with you.” He told you honestly. You closed your eyes as emotions bursted into your heart at the declaration. “I would rather let Thor strike me down with his hammer, lightning in tow, than to love another that isn’t you and Katsuki.” 

You smiled and placed your smaller hand over Kirishima's. You nodded your head. That reminded you of something. You chuckled and a small smirk went to your lips. You turned back to look up at Bakugou. “I heard you two were lovers? Is it true?” 

Bakugou chuckled. His hold on your hand tightened slightly. He bent down closer to your ear. “It’s whatever you make of it.” He told you with a smirk of his  own. That made a desire to know exactly what he was meaning burst from you. “What I do have to say though, is that you have never seen a cock like the one between his legs that’s for sure.” Bakugou shot you a wink as your cheeks warmed instantly at his vulgar words. Kirishima shot him a glare which Bakugou chose to ignore. “You should see him when he is straight off the battlefield, princess. When he’s covered in blood, veins bulging and looking like a fucking god. I’m tellin’ you, nothing sexier.” 

“Can you shut up, Katsuki?” Kirishima asked annoyed. 

Bakugou stuck his tongue out childishly making you laugh. “Make m-” 

He was quickly shut up with a kiss from Kirishima. It was forceful but held the same passion and love as always. Kirishima’s hand snaked up to your thigh and gripped it roughly making you release a held in breath. Something about what the blond was saying, made you know he wasn’t lying about anything. Kirishima playfully bit on the blond’s lower lip. The blond held a smirk of his own at Kirishima’s actions. Kirishima moved back and shook his head with a deep chuckle. “You are such a brat.” 

Bakugou rolled his eyes. “You sound like my mother.” 

“Well, your mother isn’t wrong, Katsuki.” You told him, making Kirishima laugh. Bakugou playfully growled at you next to your ear. He bit lightly on the top of your ear making you laugh. “We should head back before people get even more suspicious than they no doubt are already.” You let out with a sigh. 

“Or we can just kidnap you.” Before you could respond, you were suddenly off the ground. You squealed as you were thrown over Kirishima’s shoulders. “Make you our chieftess and live the rest of our lives with you by our side and warming our bed. Right Katsuki?” Kirishima held you by your thighs as he stood up onto his feet not bothered by your weight at all. He turned to look at the blond who had gotten up beside him. 

Bakugou placed his hands behind his head. “Couldn’t have said it better myself, Red.” 

“You guys can’t just kidnap me.” You defended yourself. “What about-” You let out a gasp as a slap went to your ass. You arched your back in surprise at the stinging feeling. 

“Oi! Stop spewing shit and just say yes. You already said you would be the best wife ever, so do that.” Bakugou reprimanded you. 

Your face felt hot. You looked away. “But-”

Kirishima now slapped your thigh making you tense again, pushing them closer together. “Don’t worry princess.” 

“Just focus on Eijiro’s ass and life will be a much better place.” Bakugou bent back to look at you. That’s when you noticed at the perfect view you got of said ass. 

Holding you with one arm, Kirishima slapped Bakugou on the behind making him yelp. “The two of you are going to be the death of me.” 

“What an honourable way to die.” You and Bakugou stated together. 

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Transformation.

A/N: Short PWP request from someone who wished to stay anonymous. Sorry this took so long!

TW: Cheating, anal, degradation?

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Chaewon's boyfriend stood in the doorway of her apartment, feeling like he was in a nightmare. His girlfriend was bent over the coffee table, her skirt lifted up, panties around her ankles, and her tight little ass in the air as you pounded into her from behind. He had always suspected you, now here you were defiling his girlfriend right in front of him.

He wanted to turn away, but he was rooted to the spot, unable to move. He felt like he was in a trance, watching the scene unfold before him in horror.

Chaewon was clearly enjoying it, her moans of pleasure filling the living room. She was so lost in the moment that she hadn’t even noticed her boyfriend standing there.

You, however, had noticed. You paused for a moment, then pulled Chaewon's hair back, making her look at her boyfriend in the eyes.

“Look at him,” you said, a smirk on your face. “Doesn’t he look proud of his baby girl?”

Chaewon glanced at her boyfriend, her eyes filled with contempt. She smirked and said, “Doesn’t look like he’s too proud. In fact, I think he’s disgusted.”

"Stop this! You can't treat my girlfriend this way!" Her boyfriend yelled, thinking he was protecting her.

"This was all your girlfriend's idea," you said with a smirk. "She's quite the anal loving whore, isn't she?"

A sinister look appeared on Chaewon's face. She had told you she never let him fuck her ass no matter how much he pleaded. She wanted to prove that she wanted this just as much as you. Chaewon began to bounce up and down on her own, her tight nubile ass enveloping your entire length. She slowly rode your cock, making sure her boyfriend could see every inch disappearing into her ass.

“Does this disgust you, oppa?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Do you like seeing your baby girl being treated like a whore?”

Her boyfriend felt his heart break. He wanted to run to her, to take her in his arms and tell her how much he loved her. But he couldn’t move. He was too shocked to do anything but stand there and watch.

Chaewon's speed increased as she continued to ride you, her moans getting louder and louder. Suddenly, she let out a loud gasp, a stream of fluids gushed out of her, squirting all over you and the floor–collapsing on top of you, her body shaking with pleasure.

You smiled and said, “See? This is how much your girlfriend loves my cock.” You continued to thrust into her lifeless body, her screaming became louder and louder until you finished inside her ass.

Chaewon remained slumped over in your arms, looking up to face her boyfriend. "What do you have to say now, oppa?" she said with a smirk.

Her boyfriend felt his heart sink. He wanted to stop her words, but he couldn’t. He just stood there, his eyes full of tears.

"You're a failure of a man," she spat. "Look at me. Look at what I'm doing." She spread her legs, revealing her gaping asshole filled with your cum. "This is what your girlfriend has become. A slutty little whore who loves getting fucked in the ass. Your worthless cock could never satisfy me so I had to find someone who could."

Chaewon then got up and walked over to her boyfriend. She grabbed his face and forced him to look her in the eyes. "I need more cum," she said, her voice low and desperate. "I need you to watch as he fucks me and fills up my cute little ass. I need you to watch as he pulls my hair and orders me to suck him dry."

Chaewon returned to her hands and knees, slowly crawling back to you, your load still leaking out of her. "Please fuck me again. Stick that thing back into me and plug me up," her voice full of desperation.

You smiled and pushed Chaewon back on the floor calling her a greedy cum slut. Spanking her while relentlessly thrusting your shaft into her tight little ass–trickles of cum oozing out with every consecutive thrust. She buried her face into the carpet, crying and moaning, your stiff rod slowly but surely overwhelming her.

Then her body completely tensed up–her fluids completely staining the carpet. Even as her orgasm took over her body, she begged you to keep fucking her ass. You could only obey, pounding away until you were almost at your limit.

You pulled out her ass, your voice firm issuing out your orders. "Clean up my cock." You remembered her scathing words that tore her boyfriend apart, grabbing her hair and forcing her lips on your cock. "Suck me dry." Chaewon took you from her ass to her mouth without any hesitation.

Things started out slow, but her warm mouth and the suction of her cheeks felt too good, too enticing to just stand idly by. Her throat bulged every time you pushed deep, slowly building up speed in fucking her mouth. Tears rolled down her face as she gagged and choked, but she showed no signs of giving up–opening up her throat until you erupted inside.

A sadistic smile appeared on Chaewon's face, she opened her mouth, showing her boyfriend the pool of cum gathered on her tongue, then spat it out on his face–the final act of humiliation.

He stumbled out of the room, his heart broken. He had failed his girlfriend in the worst possible way. He had allowed her to be treated like a whore and he had been powerless to stop it.

He knew he would never be able to look at Chaewon the same way again.

NOTE: The requester commissioned a rewrite.