Can I Request The Main Three Who Has A S/o That Loves When The Guys Suck Their Tits (the S/o Lactates

Oh my god....IM SCREAMING!!!🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🤯

-> IRRESISTIBLE! ft. yandere! possessive! alpha! bully! katsuki bakugou! x omega! black! chubby! fem! reader x super soft! yandere! alpha! tamaki amajiki!

-> NOTES: college au! quirkless au! dark themes!

-> WARNINGS: noncon-> dubcon, degradation, slut shaming, delusional alphas feel entitled, drugging, pet names used -> princess and piggy, forced heat, unprotected sex, breeding kink, mxfxm, fellatio (m! receiving), facial, knotting/breeding, enemies to lovers? unedited 👁👁

YOU don’t like Katsuki Bakugou. Being an apex alpha has gotten to his head completely and he feels as though everything belongs to him, everything he wants he gets even if he had to step on a few necks to get it. Unfortunately for you, you’re an omega who he just so happens to enjoy taking advantage of.

If he’s not belittling you with some kind of slur he’s pinching your face a little too hard, shoulder checking you in the hallway when you get too close to him, or he’s saying something uncalled for just to rile you up or make you anxious. It’s never-ending with him.

But oddly enough, he’s never crossed the line. In some way you felt thankful for that fact. But even that narcissistic asshole didn’t outshine the excitement you felt today. You were finally going to confess to your crush.

You had a little pep in your step, you were nearly bouncing off the walls in excitement as you entered the gates of your campus.

If your happiness wasn’t apparent in the way you were basically skipping around than your extra sweet, mouthwatering scent would alert any alpha, and even some betas, within a mile radius about your excitement.

Nothing could ruin your day!

Not even when you walked past Bakugo and the group of delinquents on campus, forcing them to take a whiff of your happiness that caused a certain alpha’s eyes to dilate.

Although you were too busy making your way to your first class, a growl came from Bakugo as a few of his alpha companions had turned to watch you walk away. The blond took notice of your clothing, noticing how you seemed to apply a little more effort into your outfit for the day. He’d never seen you dressed like this. What was going on with you?

You eagerly made your way to your first class and took a seat, ready to officially start the day. You’d have to wait until after your third class to confess, hopefully you wouldn’t lose your steam along the way.

This course, along with others (strangely enough) were also shared with Bakugou but you ignored him most times. Even when he would saunter into the room, roll his vermillion eyes at a couple of groupies, and make his way over to you to sit in the chair directly behind you.

He was weird, you recognized that, and it was difficult to pinpoint what kind of dynamic the two of your had considering it often left you with a headache. But once again, nothing was going to ruin this day for you! Even if you felt him staring at the back of your head, shamelessly sniffing at the air that surrounded you, basically bathing in your happy scent that made his pupils turn into slits.

…

“You got good news or somethin’?” A voice asks you from behind as you stand back up straight after retrieving a snack from a vending machine you’d just purchased from.

When you had fully stood up to your height you felt his breath on your neck and shivered when you were suddenly nose blinded by the smell of sandalwood and poppy flowers, a strange combination. How did you not smell him coming before?

You opened the bag of snacks and began to eat from it, ignoring him as you stepped away from him and began to walk. You didn’t get too far before he eased his way beside you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you to his side.

“Ugh, just leave me alone, Bakugou. Why does it even matter to you anyways? So what if I’ve got good news?”

He rubbed his arm against you, right on the back of your neck, affectively scenting you as inconspicuously possible.

“Watch your mouth, piggy. I’m just tryin’ to ask you a question, don’t be a bitch about it. You should be happy an apex alpha like me is showin’ attention to a fatty lil’ omega like you,” he spat, squeezing your shoulder a little too roughly. You put one hand onto his side and attempt to shove him off of you but he doesn’t budge, instead, he tightens his grip, “Just tell me an’ I’ll let go. I just wanna know what’s got lil’ Miss Piggy all dolled up.”

You don’t know why you’re telling him this so blindly or why you didn’t lie but maybe you just wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.

“I’m gonna confess to the guy I like,” you admitted, your face warming up just the slightest at the mention of said guy who’s smiling face popped up in your mind, making you a little bashful.

Well, that threw him for a loop.

His grip on your shoulders loosen and you take the opportunity to slip out of his hold. You were about to take your leave when you were suddenly overwhelmed by his scent that seemed to maximize in potency, making you quickly cover your mouth and nose to block out as much as possible.

If you inhaled too much of an apex’s scent at such high volumes it could potentially force you into an early heat, which you didn’t want.

Panic started to kick in and you did the only thing you could think of in that moment— run.

You sprint away from the angered alpha who’s seething in pure, fearsome, rage. It’s no surprise that the sudden overflow of his scent has sent a few innocent omegas nearby into an early heat.

“Y/N!”

You hear him scream from where he is, making you pick up your pace, your breathing becoming labored as you moved as fast as you possibly could to get away from him. What was going on? Why was he so angry? What had you done?

You liked someone. You liked someone that wasn’t him. You were his. You were his mate, his omega, his toy, you were born to be with him, born to be bred by him. And now you decided to act out and try and ignore his obvious claims on your very being, your very soul.

…

The best thing would be to go home and hide, but— you couldn’t. You had to confess before you lost your nerve! Who cared about Bakugou and his little bitch fit? This was more important! A plan then came to mind, you would confess and then make your escape, now you just had to find the recipient of your feelings.

Finding him was a little troublesome, difficult actually considering how he didn’t like to interact with people much and always kept to himself. He was overall a rather shy guy who barely said a word but you liked him for those reasons, along with other reasons. He’d been forced to interact with you because of school but you had ended up getting closer and you could tell that he felt romantic things towards you too, otherwise you would have never risked confessing to him if that meant ruining your friendship and getting heartbroken.

“Tamaki!” You exclaim when you finally spot him, sitting down underneath a tree, reading a book. You felt bad for disturbing him but you had to do this quickly.

The dark-haired man quickly looked up from his book, his eyes widening when he spots you running towards him, looking like a frightened lamb and nearly drenched entirely in sweat. He quickly gets up onto his feet right when you try to skid to a stop in front of him, accidentally slamming into his chest because you didn’t stop in time. Luckily, he barely budged and caught you easily, looking down at you in confusion and worry.

He then gagged when a familiar scent filled his nose but it was a little more pungent than usual. It smelt like an angered alpha- who he knew all too well.

“A-are you okay?” He quickly asked, rubbing your shoulders before sending off his own scent in a few waves as an attempt to calm you. You slowly started to relax when lavender and fresh linen began to fill your nose, trying to catch your breath as you leaned into his touch. You had completely missed the way his face turned beet red, too focused on rubbing yourself up against him to rub his scent on you.

“‘m fine,” you muttered, slowly coming down as you caught your breath. He patiently waited for you to do so, his hands finding shelter around your waist as he held you close to his chest.

“Tamaki,” you started, looking up at him with determination in your eyes, “I like you.”

Your confession made his face burn even more, his eyes turning into saucers as he processed your words.

He remained silent, simply staring at you as his face only seemed to darken in color.

“Tamaki…?” You quietly asked, waiting for a response from him.

Nothing.

Just a deer in headlights, a strawberry deer who’s mouth gaped open like he’d just been cornered by an oncoming car.

Why wasn’t he saying anything?

Every second of silence was making you lose your steam and you could already feel an ache in your chest. Was he rejecting you? What’s going on in his head?

You began to pull away from him, worried that he was going to say something you didn’t wish to hear until he tightened his grip and then finally said something.

“May I kiss you, Y/N?”

Now it was your turn to be the deer in headlights but you end up nodding and giving him a smile, giving him permission to kiss you. And so he does, the tender kiss he presses against your lips is much more than you imagined. His lips are soft and plush, molding perfectly with yours.

This moment was all too surreal. You couldn’t believe your luck and you weren’t going to start doubting it anytime soon.

As you stood there sucking face with a man that wasn’t him, Bakugou stood nearby, watching from a distance, silently planning on how he was going to punish you and the man you had set your sights on. What comes next… is all your fault. This wasn’t how the plan was supposed to go, you had started acting out on your own too prematurely.

…

You and Tamaki had kissed for some time before finally pulling away to breathe, a bright smile appearing on your face as you rested your hands around his neck, his hands placed on your hips. A small smile adorned his face as you both silently stared at each other, his face not lowering in temperature.

“Do you wanna go out with me, Tamaki?” You ask, eyes looking over his face as you take him in fully.

Your question only makes his smile grow and he quickly nods before enthusiastically shouting, “Yes!” The sudden yell made you jerk back in surprise but you laughed lightly afterwards, your own smile only growing as you leaned up to give him another kiss.

How sickening. You’re out of your mind, you were already with him! At least he thought so. Yet, here you were, kissing another man, too soon, too early. This wasn’t apart of the plan.

Any logic that had been left holding him in place completely evaporated as he stalked towards the new happy couple who were sharing a few shy kisses, almost as if they’d been deprived for years.

It all happened so fast. Tamaki was snatched from you and pushed away out of your grasp. Your eyes flew open as you looked around in confusion, not sure of what had happened. You were stunned to see Tamaki being pinned against the tree he’d been sitting underneath just a few minutes prior, caged in by none other than your bully.

“The fuck do you think you’re doin’, NERD?” Bakugou shouted into Tamaki’s face, baring his teeth at the other alpha who stared at him in shock. You moved to grab Bakugou’s arm, pulling him as an attempt to ease up on the other, “Get off of him! What the hell do you think YOU’RE doing, Bakugou? Let him go, asshole!”

He turned his head and glared at you, “This is your fault. You shouldn’t have been fuckin’ around with people when you know you’re MINE.”

Scoffing at his words, you feel a rush of anger and shove him, even if it does nothing to move him, “I am not! I don’t know what’s wrong with you and your sick mind or what kind of delusions you have but I am NOT yours and I NEVER will be.”

Those aren’t the words you were supposed to say. You weren’t feeding into his perfect little fantasy like he wanted you to.

He pulled himself away from Tamaki and started stepping towards you, nearly foaming at the mouth in anger, “You think ‘m gonna just let you slut your way around under my nose? You’re fuckin’ stupid if you think that, piggy. I’m an APEX alpha, you were MADE for me. You weren’t made for anyone else but me and only me. This fuckin’ creep you’re lip-lockin’ with isn’t your mate, I AM.”

After hearing his delusional proclamation you clench your fist and shout at him, all of those months of being ridiculed had finally burst, “MATE? HOW CAN YOU CALL ME YOUR MATE WHEN ALL YOU DO IS TREAT ME LIKE SHIT? YOU’RE FUCKING CRAZY, KATSUKI BAKUGO. I HATE YOU. I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU. I HATE YOUR FACE, YOUR VOICE… EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU DISGUSTS ME!”

You pant after yelling on one breath, your chest heaving as you stared at him with nothing but hate in your eyes. Tamaki had moved from where he was forced, staring between the two of you, ready to interject if necessary.

“You… you don’t mean that,” the blond began, a crestfallen look coming over his features, “You’re lyin’. I hate liars. You’re a goddamn LIAR! You don’t hate me! You LOVE me, I know you do.”

Your brows raised at him, confused by how he had just totally skimmed over everything you said, further diving into his own hallucinations.

“I know you don’t mean it, piggy. Just apologize and I’ll forget this ever happened, okay? I won’t punish you if you say you’re sorry and you mean it,” he mumbles, almost like he’s trying to console you, “The last thing I’d wanna do is hurt you…” The look in his eyes suddenly switches up, the smell of his scent shifting around in ways that you never knew were possible. A terrifying glint and the softness of his voice sparked a sense of terror in you.

Punishment?

You need to leave. Now.

He takes a step toward you. You step back. He steps forward. You step back.

And then a hand is placed on his shoulder. Tamaki.

“I don’t know what your problem is but I don’t like the tone you’re using with my girlfriend,” Tamaki states rather darkly, squeezing the man’s shoulder, “You’re scaring her. Get a grip. She doesn’t like you and you’re not her mate.”

The new voice made Bakugou remember the scene that had unfolded in front of him a few minutes ago and he whipped around to deck the man who’d kissed you in the face. However, Tamaki stopped the punch from coming into contact with his face by catching it with his own hand.

The silence between them is nerve wracking, you can feel your own anxiety start to bubble up inside of you. You had never seen Tamaki act in such a way and it frightened you, it also aroused you but that was besides the point. Two alphas fighting was never a good thing and you needed to stop it, especially if it ended up being on campus. You didn’t want Tamaki to get expelled but you could give two shits about Bakugou after all he’s put you through.

“Tamaki,” you called his name and moved towards him to grab the hand that was unoccupied, “Let’s just go, he’s not even worth it.” The raven-haired man stares back at the blond before he eased up and stepped away, letting go of his fist. “Stay away from me,” you warned Bakugou, pointing a finger at him before you tugged Tamaki away, leaving the near heartbroken blonde where he was.

Why couldn’t you just apologize? Why couldn’t you just be a good girl? What comes next will be for your own good, even if it came a little too soon.

…

You hated to admit it but you were terrified. So frightened to the point where you had asked Tamaki if you could spend the night with him in his apartment. You couldn’t tell what it was but you knew that Bakugou had snapped, and you didn’t want to find out what would happen if you stayed around him any longer. You’d been sitting on the couch in Tamaki’s dorm, currently wearing some clothes you’d gotten from your dorm before going to his place. Trying to distract yourself from whatever feeling that was in your stomach was especially difficult when every little noise nearly made you jump out of your skin. Tamaki sat beside you, an arm wrapped around your shoulders as you leaned into his side, burying your face into his neck to rub at his scent glands. He had turned on a movie and held you close, hoping to soothe you after the.. altercation.

He said nothing, but no words were needed, him being there was enough to at least ease a little bit of your anxiety. Eventually, you fell asleep, chubby cheek pressed against his chest as he pulled you closer to his body. His sweet princess, he’s loved you for so long and now you were finally his.

The male held you comfortably against him for just a bit longer, making sure you were deep in sleep, before grabbing his phone from his pocket, pressing a few buttons before holding the phone against his ear.

“Yeah… I got her here. That shit you pulled today was ridiculous though, you couldn’t have waited? You need to work on your patience, Bakugou. You and I have the same goal, you can’t just act out like that.”

“Whatever. Leave your window unlocked or I’ll break ‘em. And don’t fuckin’ touch her before I get there, nerd. Otherwise I’ll kick your fuckin’ ass-“

“We already agreed. It’s not my fault she actually likes me, and not you. Maybe if you were a little less insufferable she would have returned your feelings by now,” Tamaki commented before hanging up the phone, knowing that Bakugou would probably end up screaming profanities through the phone if he hadn’t.

He set his phone down and then turned his head to look at your sleeping face, cooing a little as he leaned in to kiss your forehead, watching as your nose scrunched up in confusion.

“I’m so sorry you had to deal with that creep today, princess. But I promise he’s not as bad as he seems. He’s just a little emotionally constipated,” he sighs, caressing your cheek before he swiped his thumb over your bottom lip. As you slept, his hands began to wander, completely ignoring Bakugou’s words. You just looked so soft and malleable, it was hard NOT to touch you and plus you did agree to date him so this wasn’t that bad, right? Well, that didn’t matter.

He was already lightly brushing his hand over your thighs, lightly pinching and poking your pudgy tummy and had fondled your breast before pulling his hand away. It would be better if you were awake, he told himself, and he needed to prepare you soon. He was a little hypocritical about telling Bakugou to be patient when he was the one beginning to struggle to control himself, but he pulled himself together and stood up, scooping you into his arms to carry you carefully to his bedroom to lay you down on your back on top of his bed, sprawled out as he binds your wrists to the wire headboard using some silk wraps he just so happened to have, almost like he’d been waiting for this moment for quite some time.

You somehow managed to stay fast asleep despite him moving you around and touching you all over. That totally didn’t have to do with the drug that he’d slipped into your water earlier…

After you had been properly secured to his bed’s headboard, the sound of his window opening made him look up, seeing Bakugou come climbing through said window.

“Well, at least you’re useful sometimes,” the blond commented while brushing off his sweatshirt, moving to stand on the side of his bed while crossing his arms over his chest, peering down at your sleeping form.

“You’re late. Took you long enough,” Tamaki mumbled, going to shut the window afterwards before shutting the curtains.

“Tch, I got here, didn’t I? Hop off my dick.”

“Wasn’t on it in the first place.”

“Shut up. When’s she gonna wake up?”

“Hm..” Instead of answering, he moved to get closer to you on the other side of the bed and pinched your nose, temporarily stopping you from breathing.

You didn’t react at first but then it became hard to breath, forcing you to gasp for air while your eyes shot open, your body jerking upwards as you try to regain your control over your own body.

Tamaki moves his hand from your nose and quietly waits for you to relax, watching over you as adjust to everything in the room.

Where were you? What was going on? Why couldn’t you move like you wanted to? You looked around, trying to register your surroundings and shrunk back into the bed when you realized the two pair of eyes that were focused on you.

Your eyes widened when you noticed Bakugou smirking down at you while Tamaki remained emotionless, staring down at you as you tried to understand what was going on, what was happening.

The smell of these two aggressive alphas wasn’t helping you either and before you could control yourself your scent began to turn sour, an involuntarily whimper escaping your lips.

“Tamaki, what’s going on? Why is he here?”

The alpha reached over and caressed your cheek with the back of his hand, “This is the best way to keep you safe, princess. We both love you and want the best for you. I know you don’t like Bakugou right now but you’ll learn to. He’s really not that bad.”

You could not fathom what was happening. You didn’t know what to say or what to do, not like you could do much when you realized that you had been tied up.

“What are you… What are you even saying?! Untie me right now!”

“Can’t do that, piggy. You’ll run away,” Bakugou finally speaks up, starting to release his scent in an overwhelming waves, “Just relax and let it happen. We’ll treat you right.”

His scent was soon joined with Tamaki’s, making it difficult for you to breathe. The more you inhaled their combined scents the heavier your body felt, every inhale hitting your core, forcing you closer and closer into an early heat.

You attempt to fight back, writhing and whining as you try and hold out of what they’re attempting to force you into.

Dealing with the powerful scent of one alpha’s scent was already hard enough but with the both of them pumping pheromones into the air, forcing it down your throat, you can’t hold out for much longer and before you know it— you’ve lost.

The spiderweb of heat exerts itself within you and you begin to squirm and tremble, the unforgivable waves of arousal striking you over and over again without remorse or mercy.

Your scent changes, heightening in sweetness, your underwear soaked with slick as your insides began to contract, ready to accept the children your body so desperately needed.

“She’s ready,” Tamaki lowly comments, as if he needed to in the first place since both alphas could smell you.

Bakugou wastes no time in getting on the bed to grab at your bottoms and tug them off, shoving them aside. The brief brush of his hands made you whimper in desperation, craving release.

“N-need… need to be—- bred,” you mumbled, glancing between the two alphas who had been looming over you, observing you, their cocks becoming painfully hard as they strained against their pants.

“Don’t worry about that, piggy. I’ll breed ya nice and full,” Bakugou hums, wasting no time in ripping your underwear clean off your body, starting to fumble with his pants so he could sink himself deep inside of you as quickly as possible.

“Who told you you could go first?” Tamaki questions, shoving Bakugou aside, “We haven’t even prepped her yet, meathead. You might end up breaking her in half with your beast dick.”

Bakugou growled at the other man when he was shoved aside but then smirked at the thought of breaking you beyond repair, “What other way ‘m I ‘sposed to do it then? Be gentle and kind like a little bitch? I ain’t like you, nerd.”

Tamaki groaned in realizing that there was no winning with this guy, turning his attention back to you when he noticed your eyes had been watching him intently, glazed over with lust.

“Don’t worry, princess. I’ll prep you good, just relax, alright?” He cooed, feigning a sense of comfort like he hadn’t just forced your heat on you.

He slips his hands underneath your shirt and then pushes up your bra, leaving your chest exposed for his eyes as he glanced over your nipples that perked up from just the slightest bit of exposure to a sudden gush of the air-conditioned breeze flowing through his apartment.

Nothing is truly clear to you and its almost as if the logical portion of your brain was taking a backseat to your lust. Perhaps that was a good thing, otherwise you wouldn’t have been able to escape what was happening to you and you’d have to face reality.

Tamaki leaned down to latch onto one of your brown peaks, swirling his tongue around it before he bit down, leaving a print of his teeth. You yelped in surprise at the sudden action but didn’t shy away, only moving in closer to let him continue what he was doing.

While Tamaki abused your poor chest with bites and licks that would certainly leave your skin raw, Bakugou took the opportunity to get between your legs, burying his face between them while grabbing your legs to rest your plush thighs onto his shoulders and loosely around his neck. The added pleasure of him lapping up your slick and flicking his finger over your clit made your vision snowy and unfocused.

You couldn’t focus on just one pleasure, it was all too much, yet it wasn’t enough to fully satisfy you.

The two alphas ravaged you with their mouths, leaving you breathless and whining, your nails digging into the palms of your hands as they left crescent imprints into your skin, toes curling in response.

“Mmm… alphas!” You shouted, shaking violently as your climax started to creep up on you like a building tsunami.

The shout of their titles seemed to spur them on.

Suddenly, Tamaki is biting down a little harsher than before, nearly breaking the skin on one of your tits and Bakugou is sucking on your clit like he was going to die without it.

And that’s when it happens.

You gushed out essence right onto the blond’s tongue, eliciting an animalistic noise of pleasure from him as he got a better taste of the bittersweetness of your release. If there was one thing a heat could do it was make you hyper sensitive, a blessing and a curse.

He lapped at your heated folds just to clean you up completely before leaning back, unable to wait any longer as he unzipped his pants and yanked his cock from its confines.

Bakugou wastes no time, giving neither you or Tamaki a chance to say anything when he’s suddenly buried himself inside of you.

Your walls were resistance at first but then he dug his nails into your hips, the pain making you unconsciously open up for him, allowing him to ease further into you to the point where his balls rested right up against your ass. Your back arched off of the bed for the umpteenth time, fullness overtaking you when you felt him press right up into your womb.

“You just couldn’t wait could you?” Tamaki asked after he noticed what Bakugou was doing. He had just released one of your overly sucked nipples from his mouth with a ‘pop’, watching Bakugou who decided it was his turn to go first.

“Shut up,” the blond groaned, finding it difficult to concentrate when your velvety walls kept clenching around his girth, sucking him in and awaiting his seed, “You talk too fuckin’ much.”

While Bakugou took you below, it was only natural for Tamaki to find a hole that was accessible for him but not in the way someone would expect.

He’s moved to the side of the bed to sit back on his legs, facing your side with his cock pressed against your cheek.

He wraps his hand around his length and begins to stroke slowly, looking down at you through his eyelashes, trying to get an accurate measurement of your feelings in the moment. You turned to meet his gaze, blinking back a few tears that had made themselves present on your bottom lids.

“Want me to untie you?” He asks, continuing to stare at you while jerking himself off.

Bakugou made no attempt to move just yet, simply savoring the feeling of your walls holding him in place, fluttering around him like the wings of a butterfly.

You quickly nodded at Tamaki, suddenly feeling the unbearable urge to touch one of them, both of them if you could reach.

He followed your request and did just that, unknotting the silk wraps from around your wrists to give you your control back- or, whatever little you had in the first place.

Your hand found itself replacing Tamaki’s hand, gripping and jerking his cock for him as he sighed in pleasure, allowing you to do whatever you wished.

It was then at that moment did Bakugou finally start to move, realizing that your attention hadn’t been on him. Something he had learned to loathe.

He pulled himself from you halfway and then slammed back in, the fat on your body jiggling with the intensity of his movement as you shouted his name, making you grip Tamaki’s cock a little too hard.

But it seemed the pervert alpha liked it, thrusting into your hand when you squeezed him just a little tighter.

You looked down at Bakugou who had began to thrust and thrust, crashing his hips into you as your slick spilled from the sides of your folds, coating his length. The squelching noise filled your ears and gave you a second of clarity, making you realize who had been fucking you and what state you were currently in.

You opened your mouth, about to shout at the blond who hammered away at your womb until that very same blond reached forward and pinched your clit, pulsating his fingers on its sides. Simultaneously, he continued to rut into you at a beast-like speed, making you bounce up and down, body ricocheting all over the place. Judgement disappeared from your mind as he began to play you like a fiddle.

Tamaki, on the other hand, while you had paused jerking him off, he continued to fuck your fist while Bakugou fiercely fucked your cunt.

With how intent Bakugou was on breeding you, you unconsciously gripped onto the object that just so happened to be in your hand, further aiding in Tamaki’s pleasure as he began to pant and whimper, still using your hand as a makeshift fleshlight.

“C-close,” he stammered out, his hips stuttering for a few seconds as he sped up his thrusting.

It only took a few more strokes before he began to paint your beautiful face.

Ropes of pearly white cum shot from his tip, hitting you right on the forehead. And then another rope came, coating your cheek, your nose, and your chin.

You were too stunned to do anything, shutting your eyes when his cum started to drip down as it threatened to get in your eyes.

You then felt a swipe of a finger over your forehead, stopping the cum from getting in your eyes. When the threat of the salty seed getting in your eyes was erased you looked up, catching the gaze of Tamaki who stared intently down at you and then licked his own cum from his thumb. He then flashed you a shy but dazzling smile, “Sorry, princess. Couldn’t help it.”

“Un-fuckin’-fair,” Bakugou spat from where he was, pausing his rutting to stare at the oddly intimate display in front of him, “I wanted to do that, shithead!”

“Don’t ruin the mood, Bakugou. Finish getting our princess off or I’ll gladly do it myself,” Tamaki spat, squinting at the other alpha.

That really pissed him off.

“Don’t,” he pulled out of you and began to slam back into you with each word, increasing his aggression with each thrust, “Tell,” slam, “Me,” slam, “What,” slam, “To,” slam, “Fuckin’,” slam, “DO!”

You yelped with each hit to your cervix that was nearly punctured, reaching down to grab at the wrist that held one of your hips in place, “TOO HARD!”

Why did you have to suffer the blunt of his anger?

Upon realizing what he had done, Bakugou looked down at you almost apologetically and then mumbled a sorry. But— he wasn’t truly sorry.

Especially not when he went back to the pace he was using before, placing both hands on your waist as he went back to breeding you relentlessly.

Tamaki reached past your lower stomach to take over Bakugou’s job of stimulating your clit, holding a hand over the nub just barely centimeters over it so that with each movement of your body being fucked in, your clit would graze over the palm of his hand.

They were driving you absolutely wild, you didn’t even feel your next climax coming until it was too late— another earthquake of pleasure shocking you into a wave of body spasms that made your legs cramp up.

You never knew you could get fucked so good to the point of getting a Charley horse but here you were.

Even after your climax, you’re forced to take each thrust from the blond between your legs, overstimulating your poor core as an aftershock orgasm hit you.

A few more of those and the alpha groaned out in pleasure, pulling you down onto his cock completely while halting his thrusts, pushing as deeply as he possibly could before releasing and painting the insides of your walls with his seed.

“Gonna give you my knot, piggy. You can take it, I know you can,” he sighs while leaning forward to place his hands onto the bed to support himself, the area beneath his cockhead beginning to swell up and expand inside you, effectively locking him into your womb to make sure that you catch every drop of his essence. The sudden expansion of his knot made you shake, a feeling of discomfort as well as the sense of satisfaction bubbling up within you. It seemed that your heat was being fed, finally.

“You said you weren’t going to knot her yet,” Tamaki frowned, rubbing at his temples, “Eh, guess it was my fault for thinking you could be trusted.”

“Ugh, just shut up already, elf ears,” Bakugou mumbled, finding it difficult to hold himself up as you take his knot, effectively draining him.

Ignoring the harshness of the blond, Tamaki rolls his eyes and wipes your face with the back of his hand, cleaning some of the drying cum from your cheek, “Are you alright, princess? I’m sorry that he’s so rough, but I can’t blame him… You’re irresistible.”

All you can do is blink at him a few times before offering a weak smile, soon sinking into a much needed rest. Oh did these two have hell to pay when you got the drugs out of your system.

Just 🤤🥴🔫☠️⚰️

What if whoever your simping for can see/hear your thoughts whenever you’re thinking of them? 😳 I was lost in the filthiest fucking sex scene I’ve ever daydreamed in my life of Kirishima splitting me open with that huge cock of his. He’s trying to be gentle and loving and take it slow, but the slow drag of his cock against your insides is driving you crazy so you keep clenching to try and make him lose it too,

“fuck princess, you keep clamping down on me like that and I’ll cum”

but you’re being bratty about it so, “nnng. knew you were all talk. A bunch of dirty talk and 5 pumps? Where’s all that pro hero stamina?”

and he pulls out and leaves you empty as punishment until you beg him sweetly enough to come back. “Didn’t mean it Eiji. Please come back and fill me up baby I didn’t mean it please please please”

and he’s so thick, when he pulls out he leaves you gaping, and you’re so desperate to cum you immediately reach down to try and finger yourself but it’s not enough anymore. You can easily fit 3 (maybe 4?) fingers in with how well he’s stretched you out but... your fingers aren’t thick enough to replace him or hit all those spots. You’re so wet, your thighs covered in your own slick and you can barely hear anything over your own needy whining and the sloshing sounds as you desperately fingerfuck yourself.

You look over to where he’s watching you, slowly fisting himself, using your cream as lube and the sight of him towering over you while he debates with himself whether he should leave you wanting makes you step up a level in begging.

“Eijirou! Eiji, eijiiii.... can’t cum like this daddy, need that thick cock to get me there, need Daddy Riot’s big dick, I can be your good girl again, I’ll do anything”

And of course if you call him Daddy he’ll do whatever you want, so he’s gonna blow your back out until morning, no matter how much you try to tap out.

“What was that comment you made about stamina babygirl? You said you’d do anything for this dick so you’re gonna fucking take it until I’m done with you. That’s right beautiful take Daddy’s big dick take it, take it. Ungh, just like that. There’s my good girl”

Anyways where was I going with this? 🥴🥴

i don’t.... im no think.

I would think that's what all of us would want 🤤🤤🥹🥹

Breed me until my pussy is dripping cum please!! Then keep fucking me till I turn into a dumb little slut.

I cAnt stop cackling

Todoroki Family Chronicles NSFW

[On the couch]

Enji: Kiss?

Ivy, in the middle*: *kisses Enji*

Toshi: Kissie?

Ivy: *kisses Toshi*

Enji: No she’s mine. *grabs Ivy’s face and kisses her*

Ivy: Mm-

Toshi: Yeah, but she’s mine too in a way~ *kisses her neck*

Ivy: *shivers* Ohhh my god-

Enji: *growls and bites her neck*

Ivy: Fucking christ-

Toshi: *spreads her thighs*

Ivy: Hhhh- WAIT WAIT WOAH! *jumps up* Guys. Come on now. We’re adults. Let’s be civil. You guys are acting like.... *turns around to see them staring at her with a wild look in their eyes*

Enji: *growling*

Toshi: *licking his lips*

Ivy: ....animals. *sudden realization*

Ivy: ....

Ivy: *takes off running to the bedroom* FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK-

[BONUS]

Ivy: *hiding in the closet*

Toshi: *bursts through the door first* I AM HERE!!

Enji: *pushes him out of the way* Go beyond, FUCK ULTRA!!

Ivy: *tears of joyful anticipation*

Awe, he would be such a gent too sweet naught sero

Bubble bath and naughty whispers with Sero pls pls pls

“Almost there, babe, what are you? Scared?”

“I’m being led blindfolded into god knows where to do god knows what—yes, I’m scared!”

When your boyfriend came to you saying that he had a surprise you were a bit surprised. Sero knew you didn’t like surprises because you hated the idea of possibly reacting the wrong way, but you trusted your boyfriend. Hence why you now found yourself being led through the house blindly being guided by your boyfriend’s strong hands towards the bathroom.

“You know you can trust me.”

“Pffftt!”

You heard his warm laughter and it made you smile. Finally you felt the cool tiles of the bathroom floor beneath your flexing toes.

“Alright, Amor,” the blindfold got lifted, “open your eyes.”

You blinked a few times, and gasped as the dark shapes took focus in the flickering candlelight.

“Sero, oh my god...”

The huge jacuzzi tub was surrounded by small tea candles on the rim and taller ones leading up to it. Rose petals sprinkled the floor and the humidity of the water made the air hazy.

“This is so amazing.”

“Yeah?” Sero whispered against your neck, big hands massaging your shoulders. “Let’s jump in then, yes?”

Your legs felt like jelly as your boyfriend’s long fingers caressed your sides and he slipped your shirt off.

You let him slide down your pants and underwear before helping him out of his own clothes.

“Up we go,” Sero exclaimed, scooping you in his arms bridal style much to your delight.

He carried you both into the warm water and dipped you both in the water.

“Goddd that’s amazing~” you sighed

“You’re amazing.” He cooed back.

On the rim of the tub rested a bottle of wine and two glasses accompanied by a tray with chocolates.

“Baby, really?!” You squealed pointing to the treats.

“Mhm. It’s Valentine’s Day, love, you deserve nothing less.”

Grabbing the bottle, you noted the concentration of alcohol with a quirked brow.

“Mmhhmm..you sure you’re not just using that as an excuse to get me too drunk to say no to you?”

Sero smirked back and his touch reached your sex beneath the water, making you gasp.

“Oh, love,” he pulled you closer to his taut body, “trust me I don’t need alcohol for that.” His warm mouth tasted your neck before he nibbled at your ear. “I wouldn’t want to do that anyway. I like it when my baby wants and needs me completely.”

“Hanta~” his warm breath tickled your skin and made goosebumps rise. You could feel his manhood flexing against your ass beneath the water.

“Tonight I really just want to take care of the most amazing being I’ve ever met, yeah.” He kissed your neck again. “Sound good to you, Amor?”

You nodded growing weaker at his every touch and word.

“Sounds good, babe.”

𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

hanta sero | f!reader, horny!reader, alcohol, bartender!hanta, car sex, riding, half-assed confessions, praise. minors dni!

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"Look at you, shaking on my cock. I fill you up that well, Baby?"

"Okay, that's enough."

You whine when your shot is plucked out of your hands, your fingers grabbing around nothing once it gets too far from your reach.

"N-No wai—hic!—'m not done yet 'n I paid for that."

You don't even have the sobriety to act enthusiastic, and the bartender raises a pierced eyebrow.

"The club's closing."

You click your tongue at that and groan, before pushing your upper body away from the bar to see that there's no one else here but you and the bartender, with proper lights on to illuminate that the place is a fucking mess.

"What? What happ—happened to partyin' all night long..." You drift, eyes narrowing to make out the floating words on the bartender's name tag, "...Hinata?"

"It's been all night. And it's Hanta," he says curtly, drying what you think might be your shot glass with a fluffy white towel. What a waste. "Another ex?"

"Fine." you nearly yell, dropping your forehead on the bar so hard it hurts—or it would have if you were sober. Which you are. Totally. "And yes. I'm thinking of buying this one dead roses. For shits 'n—hic—gigs."

"Creative," he snorts, sliding his forearms onto the table until they bump into yours from the opposing side. A glass is set next to your head. "C'mon. I'll give you time to sober up while I put everything away. Deal?"

"'N how long 's that gon' take," you struggle to sit up, body tilting to the right despite your best efforts to sit up straight. Hanta shrugs.

"Thirty minutes?"

"That's fine then," you nod, looking around the place through swollen eyes. "'S empty."

"It is. C'mon, drink," he nudges the glass of water your way. You scowl.

"'S gonna make me sober?"

"Yup," Hanta nods, popping the 'p.' You sigh before tossing your head back with another obnoxious groan.

"Then I don' want it," and you contemplate tossing the drink onto the floor, but you figure Hanta wouldn't like that very much. You opt for a pout instead.

"Well, you need it. You're fucked," he says kindly, before picking up the cup full of water and dropping it under your nose. "Now drink."

You sigh, already feeling the sobriety kicking in as you grab your glass by the waist. "You're so fucking difficult."

"Sobriety is good," the bartender offers. You snort.

"Sobriety is fucking terrible," you reply, already hating that it's already kicking in after a few sips. "People come to the club to get fucked. No way I have to leave sober."

"Sober enough to get home," Hanta edits with a nod. It's tempting to throw your heel at his face.

"Sober enough to hate life again," You grouse with narrowed eyes. Hanta shrugs.

"And once you spend a few days hating life, suddenly it doesn't seem so bad," he smiles cheekily before turning his back to you to wash whatever, and you roll your eyes at his optimism.

You stare at him, lips twisted in a disrespectful confusion, and definitely not admiring how the muscles of his back roll under that tight black shirt while he washes the dishes. How can someone look sexy washing the dishes, one may ask, and the answer is—you can't. Therefore, you wholly and completely blame the alcohol for the flush in your cheeks as you pat your back pockets for your wallet so you can pay for a taxi and stumble home to deal with the hangover at work tomorrow.

"You good?" He raises a pierced eyebrow, turning around when you fail to speak. You grimace.

"...My wallet's missing."

Hanta's entire body sags, the rag in his hand hitting the counter as he gives you a look of pure and utter exasperation.

"You're kidding me."

"I..." you pat your butt, just to check and, "Yeah. It's fucking gone."

The noirette runs a heavy hand over his face, before rubbing at the corner of his eyes with a faint yawn. "Fine, then. I can take you home, but you have to wait until I'm done closing."

"Does that mean I can have another drink?" You ask slyly, inching so close your gut digs into the bar in question. Hanta gives you a look of near-disgust.

"No."

You pout, though you don't move away. He's close enough that he's starting to blur but not aggressively close. You notice the faint smattering of freckles against his cheeks, eyes flickering to Hanta's lips as a pink tongue darts to gloss them over.

"You're not bad up close, you know," you breathe, running a finger up the visible vein up his arm. Hanta's eyes dilate but he moves away, and you huff, returning to your seat with a pout at the brush-off.

"You're no fun," you grumble, tucking your hands under your chin. Hanta goes back to wiping down the bar with a chuckle.

"It's against policy," is all he grunts. You roll your eyes.

"Yeah well, your policy fucking sucks," your tongue curls to spit vitriol in a way you didn't even know you could. Hanta's eyebrows raise in amusement at your petulance. "And what's the fucking policy? Don't get laid?"

"No, it's don't take advantage of tipsy customers," he nearly barks with a snort.

"I'm barely tipsy," you offer. Hanta freezes to look you up and down.

"...Sure." You growl.

"I'm not!"

"Well. This is me."

Hanta cocks an eyebrow and the car rumbles to a stop with a jingle of his key in the ignition. His eyes follow yours to the front door. The car ride was pleasantly silent—pleasantly, excluding the weighty air, you couldn't cut with a steak knife that forces your thighs to rub together.

"This is you?"

"Yup."

You pop the 'p' and make no move to get out; he doesn't unlock the door.

"It's a nice place."

"Thanks," you smile, and you have half a mind to invite him inside. You don't, though—you shouldn't. Because what do you think will happen?

"Um...so I guess this is goodbye. I guess." His fingers drum against the leather of his steering wheel, and your eyes drift to his hands.

"Yeah," you eye the purse sat in your lap. "Yeah, right."

He unlocks the door and your grip around your purse tightens as you reach for the door handle. "Thanks, agai—"

"Uh, hold on, actually."

The doors lock. You fight a smile.

And he looks conflicted—drumming fingers changing from a random tap to an anxious beat, teeth digging into the inside of his cheek, and eyes darting everywhere but at you. You sit your elbows on the armrest console.

"Yes?"

"Um, okay," he huffs through his nose, dimples popping in a borderline acrid grin. "What if—what if I wanted to break the policy?"

You feign a gasp, placing a dramatic hand over your heart in sheer horror. "What? Not the policy!"

"Yeah, yeah okay," Hanta snorts, grabbing you by the back of the neck and grinning when you nearly squeal. "C'mere—I want to kiss you."

And, well. Who are you to deny such an offer?

Hanta tastes like gin. You wonder if he's allowed to drink on the job, but it's only a fleeting thought because he's tilting his head and moaning into your mouth, and you find yourself pushing back eagerly.

He's sinfully good with his lips, tongue, whatever—or maybe it's the alcohol. But either way, his lips are plush enough to enjoy but firm enough to dominate, and you melt into the seat as he pulls away and rasps:

"How're you feeling, Pretty?"

Is it just hot in here, or is it just you?

"Um," you flush in seeing his smug grin while he patiently waits for your answer, and it's aggravating. "Good—I'm feeling good."

The noirette hums, eyes dropping to your lips.

"Want to try again?"

You nod, "Yes please."

Hanta's chest rumbles and he's grinning against your lips. "Saying please already? Good girl."

When he presses his lips to yours again, it's with much more weight than the first kiss, and it nearly knocks you into the window. He trails hot kisses down the column of your neck, making you hiss when he bites right under your ear.

The next thing you know, Hanta's unbuckling his seatbelt and then yours, before huffing against your lips: "Backseat."

The moment you two squeeze between both seats, Hanta's pulling you into his lap, his hands taking possession of your waist as if they've always belonged there. As he sucks hickeys into your collarbone, he lifts an eyebrow in question as he slides his hands to the zipper of your dress. "Can I?"

You bite your lip and nod, hips rolling slowly. Hanta hisses and tightens his grip around your waist as he slowly pulls down the zipper, the sound of sliding metal bouncing off the doors of the heated car.

"Just as perfect as I thought they'd be," He groans, chuckling slightly when you berate him for being a pervert—not as if it matters now, with the top of your dress sliding down your arms and under your bra. His hips flex as yours pick up the pace, hiding a smile at the feeling of his hard cock growing against your inner thigh. Hanta shucks your dress to your waist with two big hands, keeping them at your ribs.

"Fuck—keep grinding on me, just like that baby," his eyes drop to watch your hips roll before he's recklessly shoving your bra straps down your shoulders. "You know, I always wondered how you dealt with those assholes. I wouldn't if you were mine."

"Is this your cheesy way of asking me out?" You huff a giggle, and Hanta's dimples pop.

"If you'll take it."

"Make me cum, first," you offer, hips stuttering when he tweaks a nipple. "And then take me on a date."

Hanta snorts, lips returning to your neck. "Aye aye, Cap'n."

You slap him across the chest and Hanta takes the brunt of it with a smile, slowly sliding a hand up your inner thigh that you didn't feel until right now.

He thumbs the hem of your panties in question. You nod without and he bites a lip as he pulls the flimsy thing to the side and slides a calloused finger into your throbbing cunt.

"So fucking wet, holy shit," he breathes against your neck. You rest a hand on the fogging window with a sigh, and pumps his finger slowly—whether it's to get you used to the feeling or to tease, you aren't quite sure.

"You can add another."

"I—" Hanta shudders, nails digging into the meat of your hips. "Okay. Yeah, okay."

As he pushes a second finger in with the first, you two hiss in unison, nails digging hot red lines into his muscled shoulders. Your walls bend around him easily, squeezing his digits with such a firmness it has the poor guy fantasizing what you'll feel like wrapped around his cock. He whimpers behind a bitten lip at the thought, thumb ghosting your clit with a determination to make you feel good.

"You're taking my fingers so well, Baby," he says, groaning when your hips gain a life of their own. Hanta wheezes a laugh at your desperation, strung tight from arousal. "What? Need me to go faster?"

You nod your head, whimpering a meek yes that would be embarrassing if you weren't so worked up. Hanta shakes his head with a low chuckle.

"Ask nicely, Pretty."

"Please!" You practically fling your upper body over his, "I wan—I nee—"

"What's that, my needy baby?" Hanta purrs behind a bitten lip, struggling to keep your hips from bucking because you just look so good. You know his hand has got to be cramping from the angle he fingers you at, but you figure that it doesn't matter—especially when he adds a third, to your pleasant surprise.

"Fuck!" You keen, body curling along with his fingers. Hanta groans as you contract around him and digs his teeth into the junction of your neck, making you gasp along with the painful pleasure.

"You need to fuck me like, right now," you pant, and it's clear you don't have to tell the noirette twice—his slick-soaked fingers rocket to his fly, pulling his cock out with suck a speed it would be worrying if you weren't equally desperate.

"Yes Ma'am," he smiles and you snort, rolling your eyes—though the light mood dies once the head of his cock kisses your entrance. Suddenly, you're not floating anymore but sat in Hanta's heated lap, making all of this feel so much more real—the fogged windows, the skin on skin, the heavy petting. You can't believe you've waited this long, but at the same time, surprised this didn't happen sooner.

"Ready?" You ask, knees digging into leather as you straddle his lap. Hanta's chest shudders.

"Ready when you are."

You roll your eyes. What a gentleman.

With that, you press against him with a little more insistence and he pops the head of his cock in with a huff, muscled chest shuddering as you force yourself down until you hit the base.

"Shit," Hanta wheezes, grip tightening around your waist. He keeps you there—forces your lungs to work hard around his cock—and you quiver around him like a leaf in the wind.

"Look at you," Hanta coos like you're the cutest fucking thing he's ever seen. "Shaking on my cock. I fill you up that well, Baby?"

"Y-Yeah, I—" your throat contracts as you shift, inevitably nestling him deeper and pushing a quiet eep from your throat. It's clear Hanta's getting impatient, hips wiggling as a hot hand reaches for your hands to pin them behind your back. As he holds you at a 45-degree angle, to the point where you're slumped against the seat in front of you, the hand on your waist lifts before dropping you down again.

"Fuck!" You scream, thighs flexing as his hips pick up the pace fairly quickly. The noirette chuckles, tongue peeking in concentration as sweat starts to soak his hair to his forehead.

"Sorry," he pants, though he doesn't really sound that sorry, eyes fixated on where you're connected. "Did you say something? Can't really hear you over all the moaning."

You snarl at that, though it's hard to when he holds you at such an angle. You have half a mind to shut the fuck up, acknowledging that technically, you're outside—but another part of you thinks fuck it, you're forced to hear your neighbors go at it like bunnies at least once a week. They can suffer this one time, right?

"Shit—squeezing me so tight," Hanta grunts under his breath, eyebrows folding in ecstasy. "You trying to make me cum early, sweetheart?"

You whimper and shake your head as Hanta chuckles at how useless you are, as limp as a ragdoll while you take all of him so well. So, so well.

His thumb returns to your clit, and you both moan—you from the stimulation, he when you tighten around him. Hanta adjusts so you're properly sat in his lap again, his hot skin pressed to yours before his palm cracks against your ass with the one order, "Ride it."

Your thighs quiver pathetically as you lift yourself up on his cock, your throat tightening in a muffled squeal when his head rams into your cervix. You've never considered yourself to be a screamer but you suppose there are exceptions, and you consider getting properly fucked by your bartender in a bartender's backseat is a better excuse than any.

"Fuck—fuck just like that, fucking take it," Hanta's grunts are only semi-coherent as his hips buck in time with yours, the flush on his face growing down to his neck with the tight grip on your waist. There isn't much you can do but take it—and the fact that he gives you no wiggle room to squirm away gets you more excited than you feel it should.

"Where—" he pants, the car rocking with your movement as he latches a hand onto the back of the driver's seat. "W-where do you want me to...?"

"Inside," you whimper without a second thought. "I-Inside, please I nee—"

"I gotcha," Hanta's movements slow, opting for a smoother glide instead, and you find that the change in pace pushes you closer to the edge—and as does the thumb on your clit, which is slowly picking up the pace. "You gonna cum, Baby?"

You nod, but it earns you a spank on the ass, "Words, pretty girl."

"Y-Yeah, just—" He rolls your hips—and hard—and that final grind sends you flying off the edge, eyes skewing as you gasp his name. Hanta groans at the sight of you coming undone—the sight of you coming undone for him—and that's enough to make him curse under his breath before his hips stutter twice, and he's filling you with a groan.

"C'mere," he says, and you're not even sure he's done coming as he scrambles to pull you forward via your condensed top (which is between your upper and lower half) to pull you into a spit fueled kiss. It's messy and you're both exhausted, all tongue and spit, but it gets your blood boiling nevertheless. You're the first to pull away.

"Wanna come in for a drink?" You ask, knowing it's an invitation to come clean up and knock the fuck out together. Luckily, Hanta gets the memo, with his flushed face and pierced eyebrow.

"I thought you'd never ask."

I never laughed so hard in my laugh

Now imagine France doing that to England…

I need it all 🤤😭🥺 like tamaki just proving he can make you come with his yum stick alone. But Shigaraki oh. My. God. I didn't know I was so thristy for HIM!!! just take me out 🔫🔫🥴🥵⚰️☠️

Your writing is so good 😋. If your requests are open, and when you are free, may I request some boys (whoever you want) reacting to their s/o getting thirsty tweets after getting more famous? Maybe there's some reminding of who they belong to 👀

A/N : omg Cay your writing is also amazing but thank you so much for giving me something to thirst over lol.

S/N: I’m filthy asf for this one but the urge came out of nowhere. But this is weird grouping, I hope you like it.

Warning: slight degradation,Mommy kink,Oral (Giving), Slight exhibitionist, Dumbification, Lactation(Cow quirk), slight cockwarming.

TamakiXFemReader and TomuraXFemReader————————————————————————————————————————

Tamaki Amajiki

Our poor bean was finally confident in the fact you wanted to date him and spend the rest of your life with him being his cute little housewife. Until one day Nejire posted a video clip of you eating a milky popsicle in your swimsuit at the pool side. The sun was glistening just right on your body and you looked so peaceful just completely unaware that she was filming you.

That video was meant to be sent to Tamaki but Twitter got a hold of it first and now your phone is going off on all of your social media’s. And reality chin checked Tamaki while he was leaving from the agency as Kirishima stopped him and showed him the video. Let’s just say he was attached to the wall for a few minutes.

After calming down enough to go back home he was very much needy to feel validated that you wouldn’t leave him all alone in this domestic lifestyle. Because he can try really hard that no other creepy fucks get a glimpse of your honey like goodness.

“M-mama please I just want you to feel really good right now. Please I-fuck” he said as greedily rutted into the air as he pulled you onto his lap.

You knew what was going to happen so you powered off your phone before he got home.

“Mama is the best like this,all just for m-me” he said tugging your bikini top down and latching onto the right nipple while squeezing the left nipple. This movement caused you to start leaking milk into his mouth and down his hand.

He switches to the left nipple and proceeded to finger you with such a needy pace that caused you to squirt a little bit of milk.

“Mama I think you’re ready for my fat cock, y-yeah can mama ride me please!” He says snatching your bottoms off and freeing himself. Stroking his cock with the juices of your cunt and milk. “I-Impale yourself on it and help milk me mommy” he says before smothering himself between your breasts still stroking himself.

You’ve impaled yourself and started to ride him gently and steady. Kissing the top of his head while petting him in a comforting motion. Until he snakes his arms around you tightly then leaned back into the chair with his face still squished. He eases y’all to the edge and started thrusting upwards into your velvet warm cunt. The pace was sloppy but brutal his balls was hitting your ass and he was a moaning mess, his grip never let up on you.

“See mommy I can make you happy with my cock. Look at the mess you’ve made on my cock” he says as he pushes up into you so you could hear the sticky squelching sounds from y’all cumming. He gives you a gentle kiss on your blissed out face and lifts y’all up but he never pulled out of you.

Y’all are going to take a bubble bath together and he’s going to cockwarm you with the occasional thrusting more cum into you. So prepare to be blissfully dumb for the rest of the day and night.

Tomura Shigaraki

This villainous fucker is highly annoyed that your cosplay pictures was doing numbers on Twitter right now and how every creep was commenting under your post.

Your dms was an absolute dumpster fire of dick pics and few pussy shots with a string of flirty comments.

He hated that y’all wasn’t able to display y’all relationship publicly because he decided to be a villain before he met you at a meet and greet for something y’all had in common. That made him insecure and he hated feeling insecure over something that he owns.

So that leads you to being face fucked while he was gaming with his usual online group.

“Fuck use your tongue some more slut!” He said gripping the back of your head while thrusting into the back of your throat with a vigor of making you hoarse.

“Those bastards can keep wishing to even get a glimpse of your panties, yet I get to abuse this lewd body of yours everyday whenever i want.” Forcing you to deep throat him with both his hands on top of your head while he plays another around.

“Grin and bare it baby, stick that fucking tongue out!” He smacks your face quickly then went back to playing. Thrusting up a little bit.

He knows that you loved being face fucked because of the mess you was making on your bedroom floor, eyes rolled to the back of your head just nothing but tears and saliva dripping down your face. Mascara was smeared you was a pretty raccoon in his eyes but seeing your lipstick smudged on your face and cock gave him the greatest joy.

“Aww did you just cum from being choked out on my cock?” He looks down and over you to see your dripping cunt making a mess on the wood floor. He smacks your ass roughly and snatches the headset off.

“Maybe I should fuck you in that little cosplay of yours and show the world how much of a cocksleeve you truly are.” He says grabbing and tilting your head to side while your still buried on him.

You better hope he tires himself out before going through with that idea of his because it’s very tempting for him to mark his territory one way or another.

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🥵💋💋💋

Alpha 3-A boy × Aplha/Beta/Omega Reader (UPDATED)

Everyone is 18+ (You can Have any quirk you want)

BAKUGOU:

In the Start

First off, Bakugou is all Alpha.

First time he sees you, smitten.

Try to convince himself that he's interested probably.

But he constantly stares at you from the distance.

Has to talk himself out of killing anyone who flirts with you.

He wanted to yell "GET AWAY FROM {Name.}!

Has to settle with mentally killing them.

Finds an excuse to come near you and inhale your scent.

Most likely by "accidentally" bumping into you.

“Watch it!" He'll growl

But damn, you smell amazing to him.

He knew with a scent like that, he needs to start courting you soon.

Courting Stage:

Once he finds out you're unclaimed, he moves in.

Studies you, find something to connect with you with.

Probably ask if you two could study and/or train together. A lot

During study dates, he'll compare answers, ask questions to make sure you understand it.

Unless you're smarter than him

Otherwise, he'll be asking you questions about if he's doing it right.

During training, He'll be pretty Hands On.

Grabbing you, fixing your stances.

He has to control himself when it comes to grabbing your hips. His Alpha tells him to take you now. But he controls it.

Your scent drives him mad. His Alpha is going insane! His mind goes wild with fantasies.

"Bakugou, you okay?" You ask him. He's been staring for a while.

And that's when It hits you, Bakugou likes you.

The Relationship/Sex

Apparently, there are 50 shades to Katsuki Bakugou

There's a soft, caring side you never knew he could possess.

He helps with heats, go shopping with you, buy stuff for your nest.

He is always there when you call. He’s such a good listener, even when you think he’s not listening.

OMG, his hugs are yes! He smells so good! And he’s so warm.

Having a bad day? Just lay with him, be in each other presence... It calms you both.

You both just love it.

Like I said. He is an Alpha. (I SAID WHAT I SAID)

So during his ruts, he needs you, bad.

Sex with him, rough, filthy, you love it.

Again, your scent drives his alpha up the wall.

“{Name.}, C'mere."

Once he inhales your scent, Game over.

He's into face fucking, he likes to see you take all of him in your pretty little mouth.

Next thing you know, your bent over a Desk, or bed, getting fucked hard.

“You're so good to me {Name.}, My Omega, That's why I gotta fuck you like you deserve."

Praise kink, he likes receiving praise more than giving.

But you will receive it during sex.

Also into Degradation!

Loves calling you his lil slut. Especially if you’re needy.

“Is my lil slut needy? I can smell your heat from the fucking Hallway.”

Say yes and he’ll fuck you against the wall.

“Fuuuuccckkk you’re pussy is gripping me. You must been horny as hell! Since you’re acting like such a whore for me.”

You don’t know if you love the praises or the degradation? Both gets you going.

Hickeys, everywhere. He don't care who see.

MIDORIYA:

In the start

Yay, Midoriya is an Alpha!

When he first sees you, his heart jumps.

Tomato face.

But as sweet as can be.

He instantly knew you were a Beta.

How rare!

Probably asks his friends about you.

“Kirishima, who is that girl?"

"Oh that's {Name.}, she's new.

“She's cute."

“Then go talk to her Midoriya! Be manly with it.”

Once he says hi, and y’all start talking, he’s not afraid to talk.

Is very comfortable talking to you, but you do still make him flustered.

A lot of staring at you, smiling at you.

During training exercises, he’ll constantly encourage you

“You can do it {Name.}! You have so much potential!”

“You were so great today in hero training {Name.}, you looked so great and your quirk is amazing!”

Loves your smile as much as your smile.

Courting Stage:

Slightly start to scent things of yours. He makes sure you don’t notice.

Always walking you to and from school.

“Hey {Name}, wanna train? We can grab something to eat. Anything you want, my treat."

(If you love food like I do, You’re already hooked)

Tries to get to know you, he ask questions about you.

Loves hearing you talk about your interest, it’s like you glow and there’s a sparkle in your eyes.

He just stares at you, hearts in his eyes, and his alpha howling in content.

His alpha within him wants you to scent something of his so bad!

But he’s still trying to work up the courage to ask you.

When he finally does work up the courage, it's the most adorable you've seen him.

He's blushing hard, rubbing the back of his neck, and avoiding eye contact.

He’s also shaking from mad nerves and anxiety. His alpha is hoping and begging you to say yes.

It's his favorite All Might shirt.

"{Name}, could you uhh.. Scent this for me?"

Once you see his face, and the question finish processing through your head.

It hits you, and it cause you to blush as well.

“Uh- uhm, sure thing Izuku.”

He wants to flip for joy, but doesn’t wanna seem too eager. So he let his Alpha inside do the flipping.

This Alpha Angel likes you.

Relationship/Sex:

Once you two together, you really start to see his Alpha Qualities.

He scents all your favorite clothes and items.

Loves when you ask him to scent things, then he sees the item in your nest soon after.

He wants your scent on all of his things too. It helps when you’re not around for him to hold.

He’s Protective and strong. Can be a bit..Clingy? Possessive?

But, you still find him so precious. You understand that his Alpha is just trying to make sure you’re okay.

When his ruts hit, they are powerful. Sometimes they are a bit overwhelming to him.

To make matters worst. Your smell or your heats can send him into a rut.

After a short period of you to being together, your cycles line up. So it makes things easier.

You know when his ruts are close. He’ll get touchy with you.

Touching your ass, and breast as you walk by or while y'all sitting together.

Gripping your hips, and caressing your face.

So when his rut finally hit, he becomes two different people. He’s caring but rough.

He’ll fuck you like you’re a filthy whore but his words don’t match his actions.

His words are so kind, but his fucking is not, he’s trying to break your legs.

“{Name}, you a so beautiful. No one can come close to your beauty."

He strokes hit the right way, and they go deep.

His quirk will activate if he’s really into it, making the sex rougher, but he’ll still give you praise and words of encouragement.

“You're a good girl {Name}, you can handle it"

Loves to be told how to pleasure you.

“Tell me where you want me." "You want me inside you? In what way? "Tell me how to make you cum."

Voice is deeper during sex.

Looks at your face when y’all doing sexual things.

Loves the faces you make.

Hair pulling kink, hickey kink, loves when you face ride him, loves spanking you.

Loves to cuddle afterwards.

TODOROKI:

In the Start

Of course he's an Alpha, and an Aloof one at that.

Cold, like half of his quirk.

When he sees you, an Omega who carries herself with some Alpha tendencies...

But she also was tender, and kind.

He liked that. His alpha already becoming hooked.

You're new, but you're so focused on your work and dreams

And Todoroki respects the hell outta that. So he doesn’t make his move yet.

So like Bakugou, he watches, but not from afar. It was kinda hard to do it from afar anyway.

You sit next to each other in classes, so he takes advantage of stealing looks from you.

The way you bite your lip when you're frustrated, ugh, loves it. His Alpha wanted him to bite your lip while y’all make out.

Loves when you talk to him, even if it's just a small question.

He just loves your voice. It’s like Music to his ears when you say anything to him or not to him.

“Shoto, can I borrow a pencil?"

His heart just melted at the way you say his name.

Courting Stage:

Protective. Like no seriously! No one better hurt his soon to be Mate!

A little warmer, might actually talk to you more.

Scent your things, with permission of course.

“{Name.} Do you wear that a lot?” He asks

“Yes.”

“Can I scent that?”

Tries to compliment you.

“I like you hair {Name}, It really compliment your face" "I like your the way you did your make up." Or "Your natural is beautiful."

Walks the halls with you to make sure no other Alphas or perverts mess with you.

Like Mineta, or Monoma.

When someone hurts you, they better run. But it’s no use, Shoto always get his revenge.

You love his hugs. They make you feel some type of way.

Especially the warm ones.

Will use his fire with no hesitation when it comes to protecting you..

Wants to be the guy you run to for anything.

He wants to be your personal Superman. His Alpha wants nothing but you’re happiness, and will do anything to make you smile.

You realize Todo was courting you, once he bought you a necklace with your name on it.

You were so surprised. The Prince of class 3-A was crushing on you.

Relationship/Sex:

Todo is the best boyfriend.

And an amazing Alpha

You realize he’s a lot like a cat. There were moments where he craved your attention, and there were moments where he wants to be to alone. And you were okay with that

He’s a lot less aloof though, and has alot more love to give

He feels like you're his solution to whatever. Especially when Endeavor piss him off.

But his mother and siblings love you.

And that's what matters to him.

He loves the way you look in his clothes. Kinda wants to give you his wardrobe.

He says you look the sexiest when you're wearing nothing but his shirt, reading. Just his shirt and your underwear, you’re basically naked to him.

He thinks you look like a sexy nerd, and he just want to ruin your innocence. His alpha instincts instantly take over.

Instantly pins you down on bed, arms over head, and just stares at you. It makes you feel all hot and nervous. Curious what’s going on in his head as he looks at you.

He loves admiring your beauty before crashing his lips onto yours.

Hands all over you. It almost felt like he had multiple hands the way his hands were all over you.

Gentle, he wants your body to feel treasured. So he makes sure he give every part of your body some attention.

If you softly moan his name in her ear, he gets amped up.

Alpha becomes feral, harder to tame. It’s like he growls lowly when you say his name.

His grip gets tighter around your pinned hands, making sure you can’t run.

He loves to watch you moan, and squirm just from his fingers

“Look at you {Name}, coming undone, and I haven't even fucked you yet."

Your lewd faces makes him so hard. He needs a lot more from you, he needs to break you.

Man he wants to fuck you, but you're not begging yet.

"{Name}, Do you want me?"

"Yes! Yes Alpha, I do"

“How much?"

“So much, I want you inside me!"

"Then Beg for it." He growls in your ear.

Your need for him, he gets off on it. Nothing makes him go insane except you desperately wanting and needing him. So he loves torturing you.

Such a tease, he’s so Dominant, and into orgasm denial. He also loves sitting inside you. You’re his personal Cock Warmer.

He needs to complete control over everything. It’s just how he is. (I mean he is a Capricorn).

Strokes are a mix between slow and fast, his movements are unpredictable. But either one always manage to make you scream his name.

But he'll make sure your orgasm is out of this world. He’ll make you cum 6 times before he get his one. Loves when you cum around his dick. His alpha can’t get enough of it.

Afterwords he’ll tell you how much you mean to him as he strokes your hair as you fall asleep. He also loves watching you sleep. You look so peaceful. And when you’re at peace, he’s at peace.

KIRISHIMA:

In the Start

This is Boy is such a sweetheart. But his Alpha is Satan.

When he sees you, an Omega. His smile is so bright.

You liked his fangs. You don’t meet people with fangs often. So you were kinda drawn to him.

"Don't worry, I don't bite." He said with a sly smile.

He wanted to add 'Unless you want me to.' Only cause that’s what his Alpha wanted to do. Too soon Kirishima, too soon

He gets Drunk off your scent, so his Alpha keeps him around you.

He thinks your quirk is amazing!

He likes your smile, and your eyes. Your everything!

They way you look back at him when you're running off to class.

“See ya, Kirishima."

You wink and smile at him

It sounds so flirty when you do it. It makes his Alpha perk up, urging Kirishima to take you as his. But he knows he can’t...Yet.

He don't know what to do, should he flirt back?

"See ya, {Name}" he said with the same vibe you gave him.

God, his Alpha wants you so bad.

"You're an Omega? Who's Your Alpha?" He asks. When you say No one, it’s game on.

Courting Stage:

Definitely starts to flirt back, letting his Alpha take a little of the reins but not too much

It became somewhat of a game you two daily. And your Omega and His Alpha loves it

Tries little things to see your reaction. Just to see you smile or blush.

Like hold your hand, slink an arm around you, walking with you two and from school and the dorms, holding books/bag

Flirtation is how you two communicate. It drives Bakugou and Kaminari mad. “JUST FUCK ALREADY!!” Bakugou constantly yells to his friend.

Things got serious when he pulled you to the side

“I'm sorry to bother you {Name}, but if you don't mind, can you scent this for me?"

There's a tiny blush when he ask you.

His rut was coming up soon. His alpha felt like he needed this. And somehow you knew he needed this. He has been a little off lately.

He felt that your scent will help through his upcoming rut. His Alpha craving you, but he has to wait til the perfect moment to take you.

You wondered if he was serious or not, because you guys flirt and joke a lot. But when you looked into his eyes, you knew your answer.

He was serious, Dead serious. It was a new look and feel for you. But you felt honored to do so.

“I didn't know you liked my scent that much." You say. “Your scent is like Heroine to me.” He says in a deep, lustful tone.

Relationship/Sex:

Kirishima is such a manly Alpha

If you think Chivalry is dead

Think again with Kirishima.

He's so caring

And protective!

But when his rut kicks in, he can turn into another guy, like I mentioned earlier, his Alpha is Satan.

When his rut hits, He’s needy, possessive, and aggressive.

When he’s needy, he does sexy shit to get your attention.

Like walking around shirtless, or his tank shirt.

Whisper things in your ear as he grinds against you.

“You don’t know sexy you look right now”

Did I say whisper? I meant growl.

When he’s the type to slowly ease his way, so he is standing behind you.

“Kiri- wha..-”

“Shhh {Name}, Your body is begging to fucked right now”

Just like that, shorts and underwear gone, now he’s just admiring your heat.

Biting his lip, growling, and mouth is watering up. He looks up at you, his eyes begging for permission to dive his tongue into your heat.

Looking back at him was a mistake, those red eyes always drove you crazy. Once he sees it in your eyes, he’ll growl “Mine.” Before diving into you.

Hearing him say Mine always got you wet. Seeing this side Kirishima always made your body tingle.

When he’s fucking you, he play this game with you, and it’s blissful torture to you. It’s called “Playing Coy”.

He’ll act innocent, while his strokes are demonically good. He’ll say something like “Was that too deep? Sorry love.” With a sinful smirk

Then does the same stroke.

Loves spanking while you ride him, he loves tying your hands to the headboard, and absolutely loves eating out.

He fucks you like you two are never gonna fuck again. Always passionate and hard.

But when you two are done...

He turns back into sweet Kirishima. Like a complete 180. You be so shook afterwards. Like he wasn’t fucking you like he’s a demon from hell.

Spoons, he big spoon. He can’t get any good sleep without you in his arms

Bully me....BULLY ME PLEASE!! 🥴🥴🥴🥴💦💦💦💦💦🔫

uhhhhh yeah

just

shinso and his lil bunny girl <3

he loves to be mean and pull on her ears when hes fucking her <3

## new match -> run rabbit, run.

— re: hitoshi shinsou.

— a/n: YES HELLO WRITING THIS MADE ME REALISE HOW MUCH I LOVE WRITING BUNNT READERS AND SHINSOU !! THANK YOU FOR OPENING MY EYES AND SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG !

— cw: smut, mdni 18+, bunny!hybrids, breeding, heavy!degredation, bully + mean!shinsou, hard dom!shinsou, spanking, impact play, slight!corruption, exhibitionism, dacryphilia, voyeurism maybe?? fem!reader.

— wc: 1.4K.

shinsou thought your existence was a crime.

how could it be that something so sweet and pure had fallen into his hands? next to you? his darling little bunny girl, hitoshi shinsou looked like a villain in disguise— a darkness in the form of a cloak sweeping around around you and corrupting you from the inside out.

you would have never done these elsewhere, with anyone other than him— the droplets perspiration in the form of pearls shine across your skin like the gems that they are under golden afternoon sunlight, the drops roll down the globes of your ass cheeks as shinsou bends you over in the field of sunflowers for the entire world to see.

you would have never done this. fold yourself over as he spreads your cheeks apart to slide his cock between, easily slipping past your near raw entrance to fill you up to the brim and touch at the deepest parts of your insides. you were too darling to think of something as raunchy as this on your own, but hitoshi had taught you this, to be dirty and sinful despite the innocent look the twitch of your coptton tail and floppy bunny ears.

but here you are, pressing back on shinsou’s fat dick even though it hurts to take him in your tight hole— clawing at the ground until there’s dirt under your nails and grime on your dress. there’s a patch of purple curls that tickle your lower back as he pushes back into you, nestled inside your honeybunny cunt that flutters a mile a minute like your fluffy tail. he’s not even moved and he can tell you’re sitting right on the edge, humping desperately against the hero despite the awkward burn of his intrusion while you adjust to his size.

“look at you bunny, such a fucking mess, slobberin’ all over and i’ve only just put it in you,” shinsou chuckles darkly, with a tug of your ears to pull a wail from your lips. lips that are already swollen and bitten from where you’ve kissed him without permission, and you couldn’t keep your naughty little paws to yourself. he’s not wrong however, your cunt drools slick in thick waves until it goops beneath your joined bodies and tangles in the fuzz right by hitoshi’s cock. and your mouth, god your mouth that doesn’t stop whining and whimpering at the delicious stretch and arch to your back— it drips, heavy with saliva, a sign of your skittish, empty bunny brain. “you’re so nasty bunny, can’t help but make me all messy. should be ashamed for dirtyin’ me up like this,”

heat flames under your skin, face hot and humiliated tears burning at your waterline— but you like it, you enjoy being tortured like the little bunny you are— like being chased by the fox that is hitoshi shinsou, the sun beats down on your conjoined bodies, but nothing feels hotter than the slight thrust hitoshi gives to your needy juicy hole before he pulls back, tip dragging against ever pleasure spot on your snug ribbed walls.

“h-hitoshi...toshi, it hurts, please,” you whimper, words broken up by your hiccups and heaving chest— salt and crystalline tears gathering on your cupids bow. your nose twitches, bottom and tail soaked with your arousal as it rubs tracks down your thighs. you’re so wet the pain and burn of his fat cock should have stopped, but you like it like this. “it hurts, hurts s’much, please don’ stop,”

stroke game strong, hitoshi rolls his hips into yours— sending your body lurching forward and a shiver down your curved spine. you arch for him before he even has to put a hand on the base of your spine, giving him a perfect view of your ass and white cotton tail. he tugs it on his way down to your clit, drawing smooth circles into the soaked swollen nub so that you take him easier.

“it hurts, huh? but you want more, right?” shinsou asks you, voice feather light while he builds up momentum behind his thrusts. “how pathetic, you can’t even make up your mind, can you? just getting dumber and dumber the more i hurt you,” his voice is chill despite the summer breeze only making your brain tingle as he thumbs your clit and quickly pumps himself inside your gummy cunt. “such a brain dead bunny, don’t even know what you’re begging for,”

the clap of his balls against your swollen nub makes you short circuit, body jolting and brain fuzzy. “t-toshi, toshi, please i wan’ it,” you cry, squeaking as your bunny ears thump against the ground you squeeze to stabilise yourself. you do, you want it so bad your body aches as you keep yourself in place letting shinsou’s his canter into yours at an increasingly aggressive pace. you squeak, squeeze down on his cock until the veins up and down shinsou’s shaft catch on the ridges in your heat— massaging him until his breath is light and eyes start rolling.

“please, please, please— you’re so fucking loud for a bunny. aren’t you supposed to be quiet?” shinsou scolds you even as your eyes brim with fat tears once again, he grips your ears and forces your head down into the dirt, using his grip on you as leverage to fuck your tight hole nice and deep, bullying your soft insides. your cries are muffled against the ground, what once echoed throughout the empty field flits between clammy bodies and skin slapping against skin.

your hips jump up as the coil in your lower tummy starts to tighten, the edge of which your high resides starts to become clearer despite the blurriness of your tears. it feels so good, all at once and suddenly it’s way too much— even though you try to scramble away, hitoshi keeps you on a tight leash— bruising grip on your hips, as his cock chaises the welcoming heat of your spasming and dripping cunt.

shinsou tuts and when he speaks his voice drips with disappointment, only lifting with his mocking tone. “run rabbit, run rabbit, run...run...run.” he growls, lips pulling into a smirk that only makes the fire in your tummy burn more. “you wanted this, my cock, to be fucked. so take it, dumb fucking bunny.”

wailing louder, you take what shinsou gives you until you can no longer breathe and you’re left at his mercy— collapsing into the dirt in a pile of shaky limbs. his cock jams up your cervix, bullying you cunt until your clamping down so tight a milky ring appears around his base, a mix of your arousals. “toshi, ‘m so so close—haa, jus wanna cum, please lemme cum!” you babble any word that comes to mind, eyes red and as puffy as your ravaged pussy while hitoshi picks up the pace, spanking your ass raw and tugging your tail hard. “promise not to—to tease ever again! never to run again! n-no, no, no!”

“you’re not gonna run anymore? gonna be my good bunny, yeah?” shinsou cackles in amusement, although sweat drips from his brow from his exertion and the slow rolls of his hips into your ass. “think that’s earned you the right to cum for me, bun, cream on this cock. make me cum.” he commands you and your body swiftly follows— sent hurtling over the edge of ecstasy and into a deep pool of lust as your release gushes between your joined bodies.

your heart rate quickens, overwhelming you as you tremble and twitch beneath hitoshi— sweet cunt fluttering around him all through the after shocks of your high. with one last cry of his name, shinsou collapses on top of you— the brunt of his wait nearly crushing you as his hips canter into your weak body from behind, seed spilling into your tight hole to add to your slick mess that that drips to the ground in thick globs.

“that’s a nasty little bunny,” he manages to coo to you, breathless, still grinding against you and pushing his cum deep into your womb. “filled with nothing but cock and cum.”

a sick smile lays spread across his lips when your tight hole begins to twitch to life again, ready for another load of his cum— amusing him as a single thought crosses his mind;

isn’t just so wonderful having a little bunny to bully, all to yourself?