𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 (𝐩𝐭.𝟑) || 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐳 𝐱

Almond Tofu

bottom!ftm Xiao x top!masc Reader

↳ W.C: 1,095

↳ [Event Request] | AFAB Language Used

CW: Non-Con, Aphrodisiacs, 69 Position, Riding, Creampie

Xiao was so grateful that you made him a delicious plate of almond tofu that he didn't even consider the fact that you could've laced it. He even trusted you to bring him somewhere to rest when he started to feel ‘sick’.

Xiao feels an odd sensation in between his legs, a throbbing need for something he doesn't know. He mumbles your name, you’re the only person who can satisfy his need. But what need? Why do you need to satisfy him? He doesn't understand.

He’s lying down on the bed, waiting for you to come back. He's too horny to stay still, he has to somehow take care of the feeling in his pussy, so he pulls his clothes off and spreads his legs slightly open. He slides two fingers down his cunt, surprised at how wet he is. He touches his clit, feeling good from it, and circles his digits around it.

“Need…need more..” He whines. “Please- please-” Tears threaten to fall from his eyes.

You finally re-enter the room, greeted with the sight of his wet pussy. “Xiao…” You place your hand on his leg. “Let me help you.”

Xiao moans from your touch. “Please..”

You lie down on the bed and pick Xiao up, having him sit on your face. Xiao’s eyes widen as your tongue works his needy little pussy. He rocks his hips and moans, needing more than your tongue.

He notices a bulge in your pants and feels drawn to it. He leans down and pulls your pants down and then your underwear. He gets slapped in the face by your thick length, a loud moan escaping his lips. If it were possible, Xiao would have hearts in his eyes. His tongue darts out to taste your pre cum, moaning softly as he goes in for more, sucking on your cockhead.

Meanwhile, you're drowning in his juices. You can tell he's about to come but he's barely acknowledging it, too focused on your cock to do so. You keep on going, tongue fucking his sloppy wet hole. Xiao's body shakes and his eyes widen as he squirts on your face, tightening around your tongue.

You pull him away from your cock, making him whine, and turn him onto his back. You, towering over him, waste no time sliding into his sopping wet pussy. You can't believe how good he feels.

Xiao comes again just from your entrance, squeezing your cock with a smile on his face. He finally feels better, the only thing he needs now is your cum. Unfortunately he doesn't know that yet. “More! Ple- please~!” He whines. All he knows is that he wants more.

You grab his waist and thrust into him aggressively, giving him what he desires. You watch his tits bounce with each thrust, making you want to grab at them. Xiao rolls his head back, gripping the sheets as you fuck into his tight warmth knowing you’ll never have the chance to do it again.

“You’re so pretty, Xiao.” You compliment him, earning a squeeze from the adeptus’ cunt. “You’ll look even better when I come inside you.”

Xiao moans wantonly, finally understanding what he's been craving. “Ple- please~!” He begs. “Please- please- please–!” He repeats it over and over like it’ll do anything.

“Look at you, begging like a cum slut.” You laugh. “Be patient.”

Xiao sobs, needing your cum more than anything. You weren't expecting the aphrodisiac to work like this but you're not complaining. It's likely because of the ingredients you added into it…

You turn Xiao onto his stomach and shove his head into the pillow. You raise his ass up and fuck him deeper than before. His moans are muffled by the fabric, hiding his whoreish sounds. The pillow is drowning in his tears.

You spank his ass. “Such an impatient little cum slut. I might not come inside you anymore.” You lie, moving your hand away from his head.

Xiao lifts himself up from his pillow. “Nn- no! Please!” He whines. “‘M sor- sorry~! Ah~!” He lets out a moan as you spank him again.

“You've turned into a complete whore.” You say, amused. “You want my cum this bad, baby?”

“Yes~! Wah- want your cum~!” He nods desperately.

“In your mouth, or in your pussy?”

“In- in my pu- pussy~! Please!” Xiao's cheeks burn red. “[Name], please~!”

Your thrusts become sloppier as you reach your peak and Xiao’s begging gets louder, thinking you're about to stop completely.

Thankfully for him, he feels you spilling your hot load inside him. Xiao rolls his eyes back, coming hard on your cock.

“Mo- more- cum please..”

“You're still not satisfied, huh?” You turn onto your back and pick him up, sliding him down onto your still hard cock. “Work for it.”

Xiao thinks of how you fucked him before, how your cock went in and out of his cunt. He’s never had sex before nor has he even ridden anyone so he has to take reference from your actions. He bounces up and down on your cock, his pretty tits bouncing with him.

“What a good boy.” You praise him, running your hands along his thighs. He twitches from your words and your touch, about to come again.

Xiao's movements become sloppy as your cock hits the best spots inside him, getting close to his climax. He stops before he comes, too weak to keep moving. Thankfully for him, you help him out.

You grab hold of his waist and bounce him on your length. “Can't even ride cock properly.” You chuckle.

Xiao rolls his eyes back, crying out in pleasure as you fuck him. All he can think about is how good it feels having you fuck your spend inside him, and how you’ll come inside him again.

He comes again, urging you towards your release. Since you already came, it won't take much more for you to do it again.

He can feel your cock twitching inside him, something he doesn't understand but loves. “Ye- yes-” Xiao whines. “So- so good~”

You slam him down onto your cock for the last time, filling him up for a second time.

This goes on for hours upon hours, up until Xiao passes out.

Xiao wakes up alone, copious amounts of cum dribbling out of his cunt. He remembers everything that happened, he feels embarrassed that he acted like that.

And maybe it's the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac or that he truly wants it, but he wishes you were here, stuffing your cum inside him again.

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.

MY PRINCESS!¡

HINATA TACHIBANA x FEM!DOM!READER

CW: SMUT, cheating (I'm sorry takemichi), WLW, use of strapon, fingers sucking.

an: here we love the tokyo rev women. I'm sorry if you can't understand something, English is not my first language, if you find any mistakes please tell me, I will correct them as soon as possible!

MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT!

Hinata Tachibana, everyone's dream girl. She was beautiful, her voice was charming, her smile was the best thing to see. Anyone would like to have a chance with her, but there is already one person who is that lucky.

Takemichi, god he was an idiot, always busy with this stuff of going back in the past, trying to save everyone and forgetting to pay attention to his wife, and that's why you're here, making her feel good, doing things that Takemichi doesn't.

So when that happened she would call you to keep her company, and do things that "best friends" do. But today was different, everything went too fast

"Imagine if takemichi finds out what his beloved wife does at home when he leaves" You say. How did this happen? Hina just wanted to talk to you and now she's here, jumping on your strap.

clothes were strewn across the floor, everything was so hot.

"d-don't say that, he won't k-know about it!" she says ashamed of herself, she didn't want Takemichi to see her in that state, god what would he think of her?

She just hoped he'd take a little longer on his work, how was she going to explain the situation she was in now? She was getting fucked by her best friend, and she was enjoying it!

God she felt terrible but everything was so good..

You weren't taking it easy on her either! Teasing her what her husband's reaction would be like if he saw her like that, it was humiliating.

"Who knows, you wouldn't want him to see how beautiful you are right now?" she was charming, your hands were around her waist, her breasts were bouncing, her face was sweaty. She was really very beautiful..

Takemichi would be jealous of the way you make her feel good, the way you make her moan, the way you know exactly every part of her body.

Her body was tense, your strap curved perfectly in her pussy, hitting all those spots that make her moan

"p-please let me cum!" She said, tired of riding your strap, she was desperate, her legs were shaking, her pussy tightening the strap more and more, she needed to cum! Please don't be so mean.

You just laughed softly, she was a mess but she was your princess so you had to do what she wanted right?

"Do you want to cum honey? so be it then" You laid her on the bed and started hitting her, your strap invading her sensitive walls again and again, rubbing on her sweet spot.

Her moans would get louder and louder, your neighbors would find out everything, so to stop that you put your fingers in her mouth, she understood what you wanted and sucked them.

"We can't make too much noise pretty, don't want others to hear you, do you?" She just shook her head, you were right, if her neighbors found out they would tell takemichi!

She couldn't let that happen!

she could feel her belly spiraling, she would come anytime.

Her back arched out of bed, her body wouldn't stop shaking, she was seeing the stars.

"cum! I'm going to cum!" She warned with your fingers still in her mouth.

"Go ahead my princess, come for me"You took your fingers out of her mouth and started rubbing her clit, her body jerked, the way your strap hit her pussy and your fingers touched her clit it was driving her crazy.

This was too much for her!

Before you could say anything hot jets of cum came out of her pussy, she was feeling so good.

She was feeling things even takemichi couldn't do, but still she felt horrible but at the moment she couldn't think of anything else, just in the pleasure you were giving her.

It was still early, you could play some more with your princess before her husband arrives and ruins everything.

You two would still have so much fun.

I-I didn't like it very much but ok.. I'm going back to sleep

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'The Forbidden Flame.' Masterlist Prince Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Synopsis: In a world where royalty are born and bred to sit upon a throne built by their ancestor's aeons ago, there is a prince who is destined to sit upon the throne but there is worry amongst those of the high council. Will this Prince ever be able to shake the shackles of his ancestorial rage and become a just and rightful King? Or will he simply be another spindle in the wheel that continues to crush those of lesser importance?

Warnings: Similiar setting to House of the Dragon (the era, how royalty works) but not entirely, dragons, eventual smut, deceit, violence, blood, all characters are over the ages of 18, mentions of different religions, misogynistic themes, character deaths. No beta readers, we die like kings. (Will update individual chapters with warnings also.) MDNI.

The Glossary

Chapter I: ['The Barbarous Prince'] [28/08/22] [5086 wc.]

Chapter II: ['The Summer Solstice'] [31/08/22] [6829 wc.]

Chapter III: ['Seeking Respite'] [04/09/22] [8181 wc.]

Chapter IV: ['Dance of the Dragon'] [10/09/22] [7677 wc.]

Chapter V: ['The Crimson King'] [15/09/22] [7469 wc.]

credit for the background image/banner: @vampyrsm please do not plagiarise, or recommend my work to places such as TikTok. Date format is DD/MM/YY.

You, My Queen -MHA (Fantasy AU)

Barbarian King Bakugou Katsuki x Reader.

Context: Okay but imagine this: Barbarian Warrior Bakugou who comes back from a war with the Todorokis to his darling amazing little wife who's been keeping the clan safe and everything in order. He absolutely adores her and can not think of anyone better at being his Chieftess. He is literally a big baby for her and can't live without her praise and reassurance that he is the best man in the land (minus his manly dragon of course, who adores you too) -Taken from my comment on @mhathotfic 's post.

@mhathotfic gave me the idea for this and we’ve both decided to do separate kind of fics for this so please check out theirs cause they an amazing writer!!

Note: Bakubottom. Reader is the top in this relationship. Words like Queen and Wife are used but gender is not specified. Language. Teasing. Slight NSFW (but not really by my standards). Reader putting Katsuki in his place like a good person would.

"We have decided to gift you with 5 cows, 8 pigs, a third years harvest..."

Bakugou couldn't give a shit about what they gave him as long as it wasn't insulting and it was what he wanted. Raiding Todoroki villages were all fun because Bakugou got to see the fear in their eyes every time he burnt down half their village and let his barbarian man plunder and take everything else. To have installed in them the fear of knowing that their precious fire lord with all his stolen elemental magic wouldn’t save them.

Barbarian King Bakugou Katsuki sat on a makeshift throne in what was supposed to be the town square. Most of it was covered in rubble and dirt. His men kept everything in line while his huge red dragon had his head resting next to him. Bakugou always kept a hand on Kirishima's snout. Kirishima, while in his dragon form, was easily agitated and was more animalistic and primal. Without Bakugou there to ground him, who knows what he feels like doing. But Bakugou mostly did it to intimidate people.

"... And 5 virgin sacrifices for you king Bakugou ..." This seemed to get something out of Kirishima with a huff.

Bakugou chuckled down at his dragon. He turned his attention to the town mayor who had been talking. "I have no use for your virgin sacrifices," Bakugou announced to the man making him still. The onlookers released a sigh of relief, happy at his words, but sadly Bakugou wasn’t done talking. Bakugou's grin grew. "But my dragon loves the taste of them." He glanced down at Kirishima.

The onlookers started arguing and shouting at him. They all thought that death by a dragon was worse than being gifted to the dragon king. The barbarians made a move to settle the crowd but the king lifted up his hand to tell them to not. Bakugou snapped his fingers and released his hand off of Kirishima. Kiri growled at the sound of the people arguing with his king. It was making him annoyed and he didn’t like annoying people. He lifted his head off the ground and roared at all of them, instantly shutting them up. They froze in fear at the angry dragon.

Bakugou stood up and placed a hand on the dragon’s neck to calm him back. Kiri growled but turned back to Bakugou. All marvelled in fear and intrigue at the pure control Bakugou had over the dragon. As much as on any normal day he would have Kirishima eat someone, he wasn’t up to it today and besides, Kiri didn’t like the taste of humans.

Bakugou used his explosion magic to fly up to Kirishima's head. He clung onto one of Kirishimas horns and looked over to his men. "Take their shit back home. Anyone who stops you is to be killed. Take the virgin sacrifices too." He ordered. His men nodded in understanding.

With a pat to the side, Kirishima took off into the air. Bakugou released a sigh at the feeling of being back in the air. He never did like the ground and once he found Kirishima he never wanted to walk again.

It wasn't a very long flight out of the Todoroki kingdom but it took a slight bit longer of a trip since Bakugou had to pick something up first.

When they made it into Barbarian territory Bakugou finally felt at home. It wasn't the most pretty of lands but it was where they lived. Contrary to popular belief there was a lot of green land and trees. Although it was hard to get into barbarian territory due to the deadly mountain ranges that only they knew how to navigate. Due to this, the barbarians had rarely ever been invaded since they were protected by the terrain.

Kirishima landed in the middle of the huge barbarian village that could easily rival other kingdom capitals due to its mass population and size of it. Immediately people crowded their king, not having expected him back so soon. Bakugou jumped down off of Kirishima who always loved all the attention he was given. Children and people all rejoiced around them.

"Eijiro go rest up. We aren't going to be back long." He tells the shifter. A little child with pretty curly black air waddled up to him and hugged his leg. Bakugou gave the little one a small rare smile and placed his hand on their head. The little girl giggled and ran off to her mother, speaking in their native language about how the king had just given her attention. Bakugou couldn’t help but feel happy at the sight.

Children crowded around Kirishima in awe of him. In a puff of smoke, the dragon disappeared leaving behind a man with long red locks of hair sitting on the floor. Immediately women crowded him, placing him in a fancy robe. Kirishima smirked as he walked over to the king. "Aww come on Katsuki. Can't we stay a little bit? I have to give all my amazing consorts some love." Kirishima nagged his king. He winked over at the group of men and women that had come to see them fly in. The group blushed and all greeted him back.

Bakugou scoffed. "You can go and fuck your harem all you want Kirishima. I won't stop you, but we still aren't staying long."

Before Kirishima could say anything, "I hope you don’t mean that Katsuki.” Walking through the sea of people that parted to let you through was the Queen of Barbarians. You were walking up to Bakugou with a smile on your face, holding a tiny baby in your arms. You handed the child off to one of your maidens and went over to your king. The people around you bowed at your presence, even Kirishima who only ever bowed to Bakugou. Bakugou opened his arms for you to be held in them. You both embraced each other in a kiss. You hummed and looked up at your barbarian. “Welcome back, my love.” You greeted him. You fixed his cape over his shoulders slightly, before looking back up into his crimson eyes.

Bakugou smiled down at you, his queen, his everything. No amount of gold and jewels could amount to you. “My Queen.” He greeted. “I hope our people haven’t been giving you trouble.” He voiced out.

You laughed and shook your head. “They only ever give you trouble, not me.” You told him truthfully. If there was any trouble you often fixed it before anyone would realize it had ever occurd.

Bakugou snapped his fingers. Kiri looked over at him sort of confused. Bakugou turned back to the dragon and snapped his fingers again with wider eyes. “Oh!” Kiri nodded and quickly ran off. You lifted an eyebrow up to Bakugou, not amused with him. His smile dropped in nervousness. He cleared his throat as he waited for Kirishima. Kiri came running back with the gift Bakugou got you. He bowed down to you. “My Queen.” He stated with a smile.

You laughed and took the gift. You scratched under Kirishima’s jaw, making the shifter release a happy dragon chuft. “Hello, Eijiro. Your harem missed you more than usual. I hope you’re going to make it up to them.” You informed him with a smile of your own.

Kirishima chuckled as he stood back up straight. He threw his arms open and motioned down to himself. “Don’t I always?” He asked. You chuckled at his behaviour. He waved and turned around, easing the crowd away from the two of you. “Look who’s home!” Kirishima announced in the air as he threw his arms open. The group of men and women all shorter than him grabbed at him with joyous laughter and giggles. Kirishima’s wide grin couldn’t have been any wider. “Who wants to hear my war stories?” He asked.

Both you and Bakugou laughed at the redheaded dragon shifter. You turned down to the box in your hand. “What’s this?” You asked Bakugou intrigued.

Bakugou shrugged, his grin not leaving his face. He pushed you towards the biggest tent in the area, where the both of you stayed. “Open it and see.” He told you as the both of you entered. You both stood in the central meeting place where meetings were held.

You gave him a suspicious look but you opened it. Lying in there was a silver dagger, cut and sharpened to perfection. It was beautiful with engravings in the barbarian native language which translated to ‘Queen of Mountains’. You looked down at it in awe. “Katsuki…” You smiled. “It’s so beautiful.” You stated. You looked back up at him and placed your hand up to his cheek. “Thank you, my love.” Bakugou’s cheeks went a slight pink. He always gave you gifts. He would give you anything you wanted. If you wanted the world to bow at your feet, he would do it and he would be first in line to get down on his knees for you. “Now you can stay for a month.” You nodded your head and left his arms.

Bakugou blinked in confusion. “Huh.” He let out.

You walked through a doorway to the private area where you and your husband slept. You opened your chest with all the many gifts that Bakugou gave you. You had never not once used them. You made sure to at least wear one of the many pieces of jewellery he gave you. “You heard me Katsuki.” You spoke out loud since you knew he followed you like a lost puppy back here. “The people have been missing their king and so have I. You’ve been gone for weeks and only ever drop in when your hurt. This time you’re staying for a month.”

Bakugou groaned in annoyance. He had a war to fight. He couldn’t just be at home while his men did everything. As much as he knew he had kingly duties to do here, he preferred fighting. “I can do a week.”

“A month.” You were not backing down.

“Two weeks.”

“A month.” You turned back to look at him, your arms folded across your chest.

Bakugou knew arguing with you was like trying to move a tree without chopping it down. He dragged his hands down his face. “Two and a half.”

“A month.” Bakugou kept quiet, not wanting to fall down and lose to you. You shook your head in disappointment. “Tsk, tsk, tsk.” You let out with a heavy breath. Your husband grew nervous. He hated disappointing you and not living up to your expectations. He tried his best to do everything you said and more to the ‘t’ but every once and a while his pride got the best of him. “Looks like you just aren’t listening today. It seems like you let everything go to your head while you’re out there.” You walked up to him. You grabbed him roughly by his arm and pushed him down on his knees in front of you. Before he could react, you had his neck your hand and the other hand in his hair. You tugged hard on his blond tufts of hair, forcing him to look up at you. He closed his eyes at the pain but didn’t move from where you had forced him down on his knees. He withheld a whimper from the pain. “Look at me.” He slowly opened his eyes, hesitant to see your angry face. Surprisingly you looked down at him like he was something fascinating like he was a fine jewel. You took your hand off his neck and traced his jaw. “That’s much better.” You let out with a smile. “Now tell me, Katsuki… Who is it that you leave to look after the territory?”

Bakugou’s heart was racing in his chest. His heartfelt like it was jumping out of his throat and his palms felt sweaty. You always had this effect on him. Brought him down on his knees, humbled him, when no one else could. “Y-you.” He let out quietly.

“Speak up.” You dropped your smile at the way he spoke. Not impressed with the stutter but not surprised either. “You, what?”

He gulped but kept his eyes on your face. His cheeks warming up. “You, my Queen.”

“Who is it that you leave to govern your people while you go off playing war with your friends?”

“You, my Queen.”

“Who runs this place?”

“You, my Queen.”

“Who runs this relationship?”

You placed your leg between his spread ones. Applying pressure to his crotch. He whimpered in pain of being teased. He had already been hard from your control over him. “You, my Queen.” He breathed out, his face flushed.

“Who do you come begging for every time you return home, huh? Katsuki? Who has ultimate say and control?”

“You, my Queen. It’s always you.” He let out.

Your harsh grip on his hair and scalp eased up at his admission. You hummed in satisfaction of his answers. You once again let your fingers wander his face as you looked down at him. “Good boy.” You praised him. Bakugou’s breaths were racing as you leaned down closer to his face. You let go of his hair and placed both of your hands on his cheeks. You kissed him deeply making him moan into the kiss, wanting you. But he knew better than to move and touch you when you didn’t say he could. You moved back from the kiss, making him chase your lips for more. You chuckled and placed a finger to his lips. “Now since I’m nice and understanding, you’ll stay for three and a half weeks, not a full month. Alright.”

“Yes… thank you.” He let out his voice hushed and smaller than usual.

You tapped his nose, making him twitch it slightly. You giggled. “Your welcome. Now,” You clap your hands. You moved away from him and headed to the exit out of the room. “We have so much to do, Katsuki. Come on.”

“But you left me like…” He turned back to look at you. His eyes silently pleading for you to take care of him. For you to spoil him while his back.

You turned your head to look at him. You looked down at his pants and scoffed. “Maybe if you’re a good boy, Kats, I’ll take care of you.” You think about it. “Maybe… now come, come. There’s much to be done.”

Bakugou got up off his knees and followed you. His Queen. The only other person who outmatched him in every sense of his being. “Yes, My Queen.”

-Glitch1d

This turned out better than I expected in all honesty. I want to thank mhathotfic for letting me write this. I can't wait to see what they have done and will link their work once I see it!

Cotton’s favorite farmer is Todoroki because they have their “birthmarks” on the same side! She generally follows him around while he works and Todoroki just let’s her do her thing since she (usually) doesn’t get in his way.

She head butts whoever she likes.

Endearing but painful.

hoping u write something about scara showing off his new outfit and asking you what you think n you just rip it all off and fuck him till he can’t think straight🙏

EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH I’ve been waiting to reply to this ask but I needed to get my shit together first so let’s begin the lewding😈😈😈

CW: M!TOP!Reader, AFAB!Scara, pregnancy kink, dubcon, rough sex

I don’t really like this one- I spent weeks trying to touch it up but something still feels off…

Art by FridaynightCat

"What do you think? Really cute right?" Scaramouche (I’m not calling him wanderer) chimed as he showed off his new outfit.

He was lifting up all the long and flowy parts to give you a better look, he even did a little spin for you too.

It was cute. But you really cared more about his…bodysuit.

"Is that a translucent bodysuit?" You asked him, watching as he turned red.

"Ah, yes, it was close to my old one! But I didn’t know it was be so, see-through…" Scaramouche explained as he took off his new hat and tossed it aside.

He decided to suddenly sit on your lap, arching his back against your chest, to give you an even closer look. He wrapped his arms around your neck and brought you closer to his face.

"So? Do you like it?" He giggled as he watched your hands snake all over his body.

You were grabbing at his waist and thighs. You played around with the bow on his obi before you decided to slide your hands into the opening in his shorts.

"Ah…n-no not there!" He moaned as he tried to pry your hands off of his hips, you pulled him into a sloppy kiss so that he’d shut up.

You ripped off all of his outer clothing with your left hand as your other hand held Scaramouche’s head in place so he wouldn’t scream.

"M-MmMpH!!!" He whined in protest into the kiss. You threw his new clothes into the corner of the room before you pulled out of the kiss and pushed him onto the floor.

Scaramouche fell with a thump. Before he could get up you roughly slammed him back down onto the ground and raised his ass up.

"N-no! Stop! It’s brand new!" He cried out as you ripped a hole into his bodysuit.

Now his ass and pussy were on display for you. "C’mon, stop with your bitching and take my cock nicely okay?" You breathed out as you undid your own pants to let out your cock.

It was so,,,big! It was sure to break Scaramouche’s tiny body in half!

Without preparation, you rammed your cock into his sopping cunt. You kept thrusting at a fast and harsh pace, ignoring his pleads, your large hands had a death grip on his plump ass (idc if he’s flat).

The more you thrusted the deeper you went, you could’ve sworn that you felt the tip of his cervix.

He screamed and cried. His hands tried to push you off of him but due to the large size difference, it didn’t work.

"Get…fuckin’ pregnant, bitch!" You grunted as you rammed your cock directly into his womb, hearing him cry out in pain turned you on even more.

Scaramouche squirted all over you but it didn’t stop you from thrusting into him at an animalistic pace. You could feel his walls tighten and clench onto your fat cock.

You forcefully pulled it out before diving back inside and blasting your cum deep inside his cunt.

The two of you laid on the floor panting and gasping for air. Both of your bodies were covered in sweat and cum.

After what felt like eons, you pulled out and watched all of the cum ooze out of his sore throbbing pussy.

"You look so much better like this," You wiped away his tears and landed a kiss in his flushed cheek. "My little braindead slut."

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.

"𝙰𝚋𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕"

࿐ character(s): Class 1-A and bits w/ Aizawa Shouta [platonic]

࿐ genre: sfw, fluff

࿐ type: hcs (headcanons)

࿐ requested by: N/A

⌦ mutant quirk m!reader (he/him/they?)

⌦ cw/tw: scars, injuries

⌦ ‘basically class 1-A w/ a rescued mutant quirk user, claimed to be used as an “nomu” experiment from authorities but is generally under UA’s hand for now due to the help of Aizawa’s quirk to prevent… accidents. though this isnt anything scary.’ 

A/N: wanted to do a lil halloween/spooky themed fic or hcs before October is over- so i decided to do another bnha one bc this concept has been in my mind for a bit. oh yeah, i do a lot of my writings in one sitting, so there’s a reason why a lot of these descriptions seem past tensed.

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Sour and Sweet

Finally got this piece done, there's daddy kinks, rough sex, and some degradation in here. Enjoy.

Length 1.8K

Yujin X Mreader, Gaeul x Mreader

You knew going to the store with Yujin was wrong from the moment you said yes. She took the daddy thing too far by going out in public and doing all this. She would stop and make a scene at every aisle when she saw something she wanted. You slowly felt yourself getting angrier as she would cry out, “Daddy, I want it! I want it, want it, want it!” Getting sick and tired of Yujin doing this every couple of minutes, you leave everything you had in your cart, grip Yujin’s hand, and drag her out of the store. “Daddy?” She says with worry in her voice. You stay silent as you get to your car, force her inside, and drive home. “Daddy, I was just joking. I didn’t mean any of it. Daddy, please not again.” Yujin figured out from your demeanor what you were planning to do once you got home and tried to plead with you on the drive there. 

Arriving home, you rush over to her side of the car, and throwing open the door, you pick her up and walk inside as she kicks and screams. “Daddy, please! I’ll be a good girl! I promise! I won’t do anything like that again!” After you toss her on your bed, Yujin crawls over to you. “Daddy, please!” 

You slap her across the face, and she holds her cheek. “You knew what would happen if you did that again, Yujin.”

“Daddy, I-” Your palm crashes against her cheek again. 

You sit down at the edge of the bed “Now, Yujin,” You say sternly. Yujin shuffles over and bends over your lap. You tear away her pants, leaving her bent over with her ass out. Your hand hovers behind it before you wind up and give her a stiff spank—Yujin yelps in pain from the brutal hit.

“Please, Daddy, not so hard” You ignore her words and give her ass another harsh smack. The clap of hit echoed slightly in the room. You keep spanking Yujin until her ass is bright red; feeling like that was enough spanking, you tell her to kneel in front of you. Undoing your belt buckle and dropping your lower garments, Yujin knows what she has to do. Her small hand reaches out and grasps your cock. As she slowly strokes it, Yujin looks at you with a pout. “Daddy, please don’t be so rough. I’m still sore from yesterday.”

“You should have thought about that before you decide to act out, Yujin.” Yujin starts to kiss the head of your cock. She holds her soft lips against it. 

Looking up at you, she asks in a cute voice, “Can you please be gentle with me, Daddy?” Yujin follows this by taking your cock in her mouth; her tongue swirls around you as she looks into your eyes. You place your hand on her head, patting her. Yujin smiles at you as she continues to suck your cock; moving your hand to the back of her head, you force her to take all of your cock. Not expecting you to force yourself down her throat, Yujin gags. You hold her head there while she gets teary-eyed and tries to push herself away. You enjoy the feeling of her throat wrapped around your cock for just a bit longer before you finally let her go. Yujin pants as she tries to catch her breath. You stand up and grab her head again. “Daddy wai-” You force her head to the base of your cock, and start thrusting into her throat.

“You’re such a bitch, Yujin. How many times have I told you to knock that off when we’re in public? You knew what would happen if you didn’t. You’re a bitch who likes being punished, aren’t you?”  

Muffled by the sound of your cock in her mouth, you hear, “Yes, Daddy.” As you continue thrusting into her mouth, you feel yourself nearing climax. Holding Yujin’s head even closer, you rapidly thrust into her, and your balls smack against her chin as you facefuck her. Tears run down her cheek as you hold her in place, your cum flowing down her throat. As you pull out, Yujin makes sure to suck on the head of your cock before it escapes her. You tilt her head back, and Yujin opens her mouth, showing you she drank all of your cum. She tries to stand up to leave, but you force her back onto the bed. Yujin lies face down, her bright red ass high in the air.

“I’m not done with you yet, Yujin; I need to punish you some more. That way, you learn your lesson.” Bringing her ass closer, you press your slick cock against her asshole. As she tries to plead for you to hold on, you ram yourself into her. 

Yujin screams out in pain, “Daddy!” 

You relish the feeling of Yujin's tight asshole; you stay inside for a few seconds before you start thrusting. Pulling yourself out till just the head remains inside her, you thrust back in. “You’re such a bitch, Yujin; you always cause so much trouble for me. It would be better for me to break you and make you my cocksleeve. But you like the sound of that, don’t you? You want to be used by me.”

Yujin starts mumbling, “Yes, daddy, I want to be your personal cocksleeve. I love being fucked by you.” her mind is lost to the pleasure as her eyes roll into the back of her head. Yujin bites down on the blankets as you start to be rougher with her. Your thrusts get stronger, and you pull her hair back, causing her neck to snap back. “I’m just a bitch and a whore who needs to be punished with your hard cock, daddy. Please, please, please punish me more.” You feel Yujin’s asshole get tighter around your cock as she squirts over your bed. Enraged, you shove her head into the bed with one hand while you spank her with the other. 

“Who said you could cum!” You yell at her. 

You keep pounding away at her ass as she weakly says, “I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m sorry.” You feel your balls tighten as you keep going deep inside her ass; with your final thrust, you impale Yujin’s ass, filling her to the brim with cum. Giving yourself a second to recover, wrap your hand around her throat and lightly choke her before you start moving again. 

“You'll be punished until I feel you’ve had enough, Yujin.” You would spend the next two hours using Yujin as a fuck doll to get rid of your pent-up anger. Once you’ve had enough of Yujin, you step out into the kitchen to get something to drink. As you drink a glass of water, you feel another body pressed against your back, small and nimble hands grasping your cock, slowly stroking it. You let out a groan as they continue to jerk you off slowly. 

“Hi, daddy. Can I please have some of your cum?” You turn your head to see Gaeul’s cute face looking up toward you. 

“Anything for my good girl.” You say; Gaeul quickly gets on her knees and has her mouth wide open as she awaits your cock. You turn around, cock in hand, and trace her lips with the head before letting her suck on the head of your cock. Gaeul’s small mouth struggles with just the head of your cock, but she makes up for it by stroking the rest of your cock. Her small tongue laps at the head of your cock before she tries to take more of you in her mouth. You pat her head as you enjoy her warm mouth. 

Through the cock in her mouth Gaeul asks, “Am I doing a good job, daddy?” 

“You’re doing great, Gaeul. I’m going to cum soon, so you better get ready.” As she hears your warning, Gaeul starts bobbing her head quickly and making small but quick strokes of the base of your cock. You begin to moan loudly as your cum starts flowing into Gaeul’s mouth. Once you finish, you pull out and look at Gaeul; her cheeks are stretched a little as her mouth is full of cum. You watch Gaeul slowly drink your cum and open her mouth to show you she drank it all. 

She smiles at you and giggles, “Your cum tastes so good, daddy!” Gaeul pauses for a second before asking. “Can I have some more cum, Daddy?” 

“Of course, Gaeul.” You ready yourself to have Gaeul give you another blowjob.

“No, daddy, I want it in here.” Gaeul motions toward her pussy as she says that. You smile as you lift her and place her on the dinner table. Gaeul lifts her skirt, and you rub your cock against her entrance, teasing her a bit. You hear Gaeul’s whines as you tease her; looking at her face, you see her cute pout. “Daddy, don’t tease me!” 

“Alright, Gaeul.” You push into Gaeul’s pussy, and both of you moan from the wave of pleasure. You bend over and steal a kiss from Gaeul. “I love you, Gaeul; you’re such a good girl for daddy” You start to thrust at a moderate pace, Gaeul’s pussy is stretched around your cock, and her walls offer some resistance making the pleasure all the more incredible. Gaeul pulls you into a deep kiss, her tongue tracing your lips as she wants more. You start rubbing Gaeul’s clit as you keep moving; Gaeul starts to moan into your kisses as she nears her climax. 

“I’m gonna cum; I’m gonna cum!” She screams as she holds you close. 

You whisper to her, “It’s okay, Gaeul, you can cum.” As you give her permission, Gaeul’s midsection lurches upwards as she cums over your cock. Gaeul’s tightened pussy felt too good, and with a few more thrusts, you felt yourself nearing the edge. 

“Tell me where you want my cum Gaeul!” You yell as you start to thrust into her rapidly. 

“Inside, Daddy cum inside my pussy!” As you plant yourself deeply inside Gaeul as your cum floods her pussy. Gaeul ends up cumming again from your orgasm, and you collapse on top of her. Weakly you hear Gaeul say, “I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you too, Gaeul; I wish Yujin could be more like you” You kiss Gaeul on the cheek as you pull out of her. “Gaeul, would you mind cleaning up in here? I’m going to take a shower.” 

“Can I come with you, Daddy? I promise to clean up after!” Gaeul gives you puppy eyes, and you’re unable to refuse her. 

“Alright, you can come along.”

“Thank you, daddy!”