*sips Wine And Whines* Can I Just Get Fucked Stupid Like This?! Please 🙏 Daddy Please 🙏 🥺 God

Lawd its all true!!

FACTS!!!😂

Murphy's Law | Alpha! I. Midoriya

A/N: This has been sitting incomplete in my drafts for months because I lost interest but the beginning was cute and I didn't want it to go to waste so I wrote some shitty smut just cause, yeah. read it if you want I don't really care ☹️

TW! ABO dynamics, ProHero/Aged Up, Alpha!Deku, Omega! Reader, Clumsy Reader, Accident Prone reader, condescending deku, reader is attacked and deku saves her, yandere deku if you squint, strangers to lovers, vaginal fingering, marking, not proof read poorly written 💔

18+ NSFW Content| MDNI

Murphy’s Law, in its simplest form, claims that “anything that can go wrong, will go wrong. In other words—you were a walking fucking disaster. 

Absolutely accident-prone. Wherever you went, chaos followed. It had been that way your whole life. You’d labeled yourself as a “clutz” thanking God that you were lucky enough to never get seriously hurt from your negligence, but it seemed that your luck was running out.

The chill of the night air did nothing to quell the sweat beading from your flesh. Brisk wind nipped at your skin, exacerbating the potent stench of a frightened omega. Yes, you were clumsy and, at times, forgetful but you always remembered to wear your blockers! 

It was just a crazy morning, and you were running late, and you assumed that it would be fine because you lived so close to the restaurant. But you didn’t expect the place to be so busy, or for your boss to have you stay an extra hour. Then two. Then four. And before you knew it you were doing a double closing shift because you were the only one available. Poor unlucky you.

That lack of luck continued when you begrudgingly passed a rowdy pack of males that were congregating outside of a liquor store. You ignored their whistles and lewd comments, clutching your bag and picking up the pace. Most of the men shrugged it off, calling you a tease or a “stuck up bitch”, but one pair of lustful eyes lingered—the same pair that were getting dangerously close. Just a few more strides and—

“Caught ‘ya!”, he growled. 

The fowl stench of alcohol mixed with the alpha’s licorice like musk made your stomach lurch. You struggled in his grasp, screaming, flailing your arms and kicking wildly until you landed a good hit on your assailant who didn’t appreciate it at all. 

“Stupid bitch” he grunts, wrapping his hands around your strands and bashing your head against the brick wall. Pain blooms in your skull and you feel yourself quickly losing consciousness but before darkness consumed you—you don’t miss the emergence of an earthy aroma soured with anger followed by a blur of green. 

Then nothing. 

A scent reminiscent of lush forest meadows and the sound of light tapping and beeping pulls you from your slumber. It was a welcomed change from the potent odor emitting from that feral alpha last night. The memory overcomes any lingering drowsiness, and you bolt upright. 

The tapping stops.

The sudden movement proved un-advantageous. Bile rose in your throat with dark spots clouding your vision. A figure emerges from the corner of the dimly lit room reaching your side in a fraction of a second. His scarred hand holds a basin to your face, and you ungraciously empty the contents of your stomach. It’s painful and unsightly. You search for something to ground yourself settling for his thick wrist while you sob and dry heave over the container. 

“Hey, it’s okay.” His voice was soft and soothing, but still held confidence. “I am here”.  Soft purrs rumbled from the alpha’s chest, while you retched beside him. Moments later, the alpha placed the basin on the bedside table and brought a damp towel to your face. Gently, he cleaned your face. It wasn’t until the cloth left your skin that your eyes fluttered open settling on the stranger. 

A gorgeous set of gemstone visionaries met your own. Sparkling with warmth and a hint of mischief and slightly covered by forest green strands from his messy undercut. Plush pink lips were pulled a slight smirk, highlighting the trademark dusting of freckles on his nose and cheeks. 

“You’re… You’re— Deku” he finished for you, flashing a close-eyed smile. “And you’re (Y/N) (L/N), recessive omega, correct?” 

You blinked. “I- yes … How did you—

“Well, you dropped your purse during the attack, and I got your name from your ID card. As for your second gender, sweetheart a beta would smell you even with all the suppressants they have you on. What happened to your blockers?”

An inexplicable feeling of shame was brought on by his furrowed brow and sudden condescending tone.

“I didn’t take them this morning… I forgot”, you tried to look anywhere but his face. You could feel the disapproval in his stare.

The alpha shook his head and frowned.

“That was extremely reckless. An unmarked omega with a scent as strong as yours should never leave the house without some form of suppressant.” He paused, leaning forward to sniff your hair. “Do you not have a partner or anyone to check on you?” 

 Your face felt extremely hot as you shook your head “no”.

“I see...” he continued with a smirk, “Do I need to inform the nurse that you lack a babysitter?” 

“A b-babysitter!?!? I don’t need a—I’m not a baby!” you sputtered, gaping at the large man. He brought a finger to your chin and closed your mouth, earning a cute squeak at the contact. “Oh? But big girls wouldn’t forget to take their blockers, especially if they’re going to be out so late. Do you understand what could’ve happened if I wasn’t patrolling the area?”

“Yes but—

“So, you knew better but still didn’t do better. That doesn’t sound like an adult thing to do.” He cooed; lips upturned to mimic your pout.

“No!” you snapped, ignoring the Pro-Hero’s raised brow. “That’s not it! I never usually forget, it was just a busy morning and I live close to my job, so I didn’t think it be a big deal but then my boss kept asking me to stay and it got later and later, and—

“So, what you’re telling me is that you’re not only forgetful but a pushover as well?” He stated matter-of-factly.

“Wha— y-you’re mean”

 Izuku wouldn’t admit it, but he loved the way your bottom lip trembled and your eyes watered due to his words. You looked like a defiant child. Absolutely helpless and in need of a caretaker. A hero. 

“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to hurt your little feelings, but it’s my job as a hero to make sure that people are safe. Don’t you not want me to do my job?”

More guilt. Here was the number 1 hero trying to ensure your safety, but you were acting like a little brat. Maybe you aren’t a “big girl”.

“m’sorry” your voice was small, but he obviously heard you, humming for you to continue. “I didn’t mean to sound rude. It’s just that I have really bad luck and it’s frustrating that I always get in these positions. Thank you for saving me though, Mr. Deku”.

That’s interesting, he thought, hoping you’d elaborate on what you meant by “bad luck” but when you didn’t continue, he just smiled.

“Just doing my job!”.

A few weeks have passed, and things progressed normally. Izuku found himself thinking of you from time to time but it’s fleeting. He’ll catch himself visualizing those pouty lips upturned into a frown as he scolded you and sometimes, he imagined your deliciously sweet scent. Like right now, as he patrolled the streets his senses were suddenly flooded with your delicate saccharine aroma. It was a welcomed distraction from the repetition of his route since things had been slow today. His inner alpha grew restless from the blossoming scent that seemed to get stronger and stronger.

The observant hero scanned the area but saw no immediate signs of you. It wasn’t until he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply that he realized that you were two streets over in the college district, so he started to head in your direction. Your scent wasn’t as potent as it was during your first encounter, a sign that you’d remembered your blockers, but it would be impossible for him to miss since it was embedded in his mind. 

Turning the corner, he saw you frantically running up the sidewalk towards one of the university buildings. A report folder was clutched in your fingers with your bag propped haphazardly on your shoulder. It was apparent that you were a student and running late. You babbled frantically into the phone that was balanced between your ear and shoulder, so engrossed in the conversation that you didn’t notice a speeding car until it was blaring its horn after you walked into the streets without looking. You stared at the vehicle like a deer in headlights, unable to do anything but accept your doom. But then electricity crackled in the air, and you were whirled to the safety of the university stairs. 

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this”, the hero smirked down at you. It was comical watching the little gears turning in your head realizing that Deku had saved your life yet again. There wasn’t much time to admire him in the hospital but right now you were close enough to count each freckle in the diamond formation on his cheeks. He was so handsome. And it felt so good in his arms. So safe. 

“I— You were interrupted by the ringing of your phone. “Shit!” you cursed, pushing off the hero and running towards the doors. “Thanks, Mr. Deku!

“And then there was one” Deku muttered, slightly pissed at your rudeness. This was the second time he’d saved your life. Where was your gratitude? Entitled brat, he thought. What he wouldn’t give for a chance to correct your behavior. 

A week later, incognito Deku was heading out to enjoy the day. It was his first off day in weeks, and he decided to treat himself to a nice meal. He decided on a western style café/bakery that Kirishima had recommended a few weeks ago. Upon entering, he was immediately met with your confectionary scent. Izuku remembered that you worked at a restaurant and since you weren’t Japanese, he assumed that this was your place of employment. 

Izuku approached the dining counter, waiting to be served, and was pleasantly surprised when you came from the back to take his order. 

“Welcome! What can I get started for you today?” you chirped sweetly. 

“Hmm—a proper thanks would be nice”. You stilled at the familiarity of the voice, squinting at the unknown patron. Izuku pulled his mask down revealing his familiar array of freckles and pretty plump lips. “Its you” you smiled, leaning forward with your elbows against the counter. The action presented your exposed cleavage nicely and Izuku found himself licking his lips. “It’s me” he rasped, eyes traveling between your chest and face. 

The action did not go unnoticed, but you chose not to comment. Probably just a coincidence, you naively thought.

“Well, thanks for saving my life twice, Mr. Deku” you whispered his hero name with a coy smile playing on your glossy lips. It sounded so sweet.  “It was my pleasure, (y/n)” he whispered your name in a similar fashion while taking your hand in his larger one and running his thumb over your wrist, and you visibly shivered at the contact.

“s-so” you stammered, pulling your hand to wipe against your apron, “what would you like?” 

You he wanted to say but you were already flustered. He hummed and tapped his cheek, “I have a taste for something sweet.” His eyes dipped back to your cleavage, and he licked his lips. “Any suggestions?”

Now you definitely weren’t imagining that. 

“U-um well, w-we have lots of desserts, l bake some of them”.

 That piqued his interest. 

“Oh?” he asked, and you nodded. “Mmhmm, it’s a hobby of mines and my boss lets me try out different recipes. Today’s special is Strawberry Rhubarb pie but with a twist!” you declared proudly. “A twist you say?” he mused, leaning over the counter and reveling in your giddiness. You leaned forward and put your lips close to his ear, covering your mouth with your hand. “I add a sprig of mint for freshness” you whisper, tickling the shell of his ear. “It’s my secret ingredient”.

Fuck you were adorable. All excited like a child presenting a new skill to their parent. It took a lot of willpower to stop his cock from straining against his jeans, but he managed. 

Deku leaned back with a smirk, “Well then, it’s settled. I’m gonna have a taste of your little pie”.

Three slices of pie and a pitcher of coffee later Deku had learned that you were an international student at the university’s business school and had dreams of owning a restaurant one day. You’d also disclosed that you didn’t really enjoy your job, but you didn’t have any financial support. Pretty much helpless and alone, forced to work a crappy job so you wouldn’t get kicked out of your even crappier apartment. On a lighter note, you told him some of the things that you were into, and he found that you two had a lot of common interests. It was a pleasant surprise that you were a bit of a “fan girl” and he happened to be your favorite. 

“Like it’s just my luck that I meet my all-time favorite person while I’m moments away from death”.

Midoriya frowned when you told him of all the different mishaps you’d gotten into the past few weeks. He counted 23 times that could’ve resulted in serious bodily injury or worse. The alpha wanted to just put you in a little bubble and keep you safe from yourself. 

“Have you ever thought about— oh shit”! 

Somehow, you’d managed to trip over air and spilled the pitcher of coffee on his hand as you were going for a refill. 

“Oh! Ohmygodimsosorry!” You scrambled to wipe his hands clean but ended up spilling more on his pants. The situation was quickly becoming a spectacle, customers snickering, and passersby pointed through the windows. You were so embarrassed and could feel yourself unraveling. 

The kitchen door slammed open and out walked your supervisor. He was fuming. Throwing out a string of curses before his eyes even landed on you. Tears welled in your eyes as you braced yourself for the routine berating that you’d get every time you messed up during your shift.

“You useless fucking omega!” He seethed, “Can’t do anything right. What are you good for besides laying on your back?”

Midoriya was furious and was itching to use black whip and yank out his weak beta fangs one by one, but he noticed the change in your scent and saw the way your body shook in fear and shame. He was on you in an instant. Pulling you against his chest and releasing calming pheromones. His hood came off in the process making the crowd gasp when they saw his green curls.

Long story short— he broke your ex-supervisor’s hand, told him you quit, and carried you bridal style all the way to his home. He explained that you would never be setting foot in that place again and that he’d be taking care of you from now own. When you tried to protest between sniffles, he just shushed you and pressed your face closer to his chest. 

You were now sitting in the bathtub while Deku rinsed conditioner from your freshly detangled hair. Izuku kneeled behind the tub with his chin resting on your shoulder. He was content. Humming softly as the pads of his fingers traced your skin. Neither of you spoke. His hands felt so good on your skin—it was easy to just “let go” like he suggested when he first undressed you. Your heavy eyes had shut at some point but fluttered open when his hand ventured down to part your thighs.

Izuku nuzzled against your neck just as his fingers slipped through your sticky folds to circle your clit. Soft kisses pressed against your skin left a burning trail down to your scent glands. His tongue rolled against the flesh eliciting needy whimpers and whines. You bared your neck—encouraging his musings, gasping when sharp fangs began to prick your skin. The hero chuckled darkly loving the way you melted for him. So pliant. So perfect. 

“Being so good for me right. So good. Spread those legs a little more, that’s right. So pretty” He cooed sweetly, “Love takin’ care of you like this. You like it too, don’t you baby?” A particularly lewd moan was the only response you could muster given the fact that he’d just slipped a thick digit in your needy hole. “ ‘course y’do, bunny. ooo—you got so t-tight just then. Wanna be my little bunny?” Izuku suckled at your glands sending your omega into a frenzy. She was screaming, crying, desperate for him. You wanted him so bad that you could taste it. “Please ‘zuku. Wan’ it back. Need it, Alpha” you hiccuped, grinding your cunt against the heel of his hand. “Want it all. Wanna cum. Wan’ your cock. Wanna be yours, mark me please al-ahhh~~

Sharp fangs pierced your skin immediately sending you over the edge. Izuku suckled at the mark, prolonging your climax. Your body eventually settled in the pink tinged water, exhausted. Your eyes fluttered shut but you felt something hard prodding at your lips.

“Say ahh, bunny”.

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can i request the main three who has a s/o that loves when the guys suck their tits (the s/o lactates but is not pregnant) pls make it filthy queen 🙌

Todo has a mommy kink which goes perfectly hand-in-hand with your particular ‘quirk’

The first time you told him to: “Come and milk mommy, Sho.”

He was like: “Yes mommy” 🤤

The first time it happened bae was like

😳😱🤤

Now he can’t get enough of milking you and you can’t get enough of it either

“I’m hungry mommy.”

You live to tease him too.

Subtly playing with your tits in your agency meetings in front of him, until he has to dismiss himself to go to the bathroom.

Best believe when that meeting is over, he’s milking you in his office

You’re the sweetest taste in the world to him

If it’s not running down his chin and dripping on his chest, he’s not done

Deku is a BOOB GUY all the way

Massaging them, rubbing them, gazing at them

He is all about anything to do with your titties

So the fact that you have a fetish for getting them sucked?!

😏

Ma’am!!!!

When he discovered you lactate, he legit passed out

Like you almost called 911 until he woke back up

“Y/n y-y-you could have told me. God you just get more and more perfect.”

Sucks your titties in the morning before work for his “morning sustenance” as he calls it

Milks his dick on those soft tits of yours then drinks the combination of his seed and your milk from off your titties

Y’all nasty asses are a match made in heaven

An unapologetic freak, Bakugo was originally an ass man, but those tiddies of yours made him into a boob guy

“C’mere sweet tits, I want something to drink.”

You have to remind him y’all are in public cuz baby boi don’t give AF

Squeezes your titties till there’s a wet spot on your shirt

Sucks the milk out in the alley beside the restaurant y’all are frequenting, in the elevator real quick, in his office at work, in your office at work

“When daddy wants to taste you, he tastes you, understand mama?”

“Yes daddy” 🤤🤤🤤

Boob jobs galoreeee

Your milk is like a natural lubricant and oof 😏

Daddy can’t get enough

🥴🥴💦😩🥵☠️⚰️🤤🤤🤤

HOW THEY EAT YOU OUT — bnha

just simple headcanons on how the men from bnha would eat you out.

masterlist — aot, jjk, haikyuu!!

content + warnings: 18+ content including cunnilingus, body worship, bruising/marking, voyeurism, and toy usage.

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🥴🥴🥴🥵🥵🥵🥵⚰️

Okay okay okay I have this idea that is very chaotic but full of potential-

Imagine: reject humanity, become professional monster fucker. Full on explorer style, with maps and instructions to every region in the world like how those food connoisseurs do- but monster dick connoisseur instead.

Jumping from one place to another, finding every monster out there, fucking dragon Kirishima, then Vampire Todoroki, then werewolf Izuku, then octopus Sero- literally getting your guts rearranged while shakily putting a check mark on your wishlist. Don’t get me started on the boys’ reactions. They all do the stereotypical “I’m gonna eat you” monster act only to get slightly concern because you’re sweating and panting a little too excitedly to be labeled off as fear (jokes on them, they stuck with you, not the other way around)

You somehow find your way into hell and literally fuck demon king Bakugou off the throne Montero style

Just imagine the stories you tell your hybrid babies and they reevaluate their entire existence

MIGGI!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

I have been a closeted monster fucker for absolutely too long and I can no longer hide it. this would literally be a dream come true and I’m GOING FERAL???????

Fucking Dragon Kirishima is probably one of the hardest fucks you’ve had. Not only is the dragon hybrid fucking massive, he has a dick to match his overall size. His hands that turn into sharp red claws are constantly digging into you whenever he fucks you full. And his knot—you had taken knots before, but Kiri’s was so fucking fat, that you passed out the moment it locked the two of you together. Definitely 12/10 experience.

Vampire Todoroki was a drast difference to Dragon Kirishima, but not in a bad way. While Kiri was all heat and mass and muscle, Todoroki was ice cold and lean, but quick as fuck. When he bit you, he expected for you to scream and plead for your life. What he wasn’t expecting, was for you to moan, hook a leg around his waist, and grind up into him. You left his spooky ass mansion with ice burns and a shitload of bite marks.

Octopus Sero was a different speed from what you were used to. He wasn’t heavy like mermaids, or staticky like eels, but slimy and always felt like he was touching you everywhere. The moment he had you pinned under him in the sand, every hole in your body was filled to the fucking brim. Your favorite part of the experience was definitely his suctions clamping over your nipples.

Werewolf Izuku was so fucking cute. Trying to be all intimidating and scary with his thick green fur and lightning sharp eyes. But he was nothing but a big puppy the moment you presented like a good little bitch and asked him to breed you. He just kept huffing and rutting into you, whining about wanting to fuck a whole litter of pups into your cunt.

And Demon King Bakugou. Oh bitch. He loves fucking mortals on his throne, and you’re no exception. He tried scaring you with a sharp claw to the throat, but all you did was push harder, let him nick the skin, and moan when he licked your blood from his fingertip. He wants to put up a fight when you grab his horns and ride him like he’s nothing but a bottom bull bitch, but you feel too good for him to stop you.

Lord have mercy ⚰️☠️🥀💦🥴🥵

head empty.. been thinkin about this all day.

you and itadori fucking all slow and sensual until sukuna slyly takes over, causing him to rut into you almost animalistically. you scream and whine, begging him to slow down until you realize sukuna was the one behind the brutality.

“That idiot.. using my vessel to fuck such a filthy whore.” Sukuna chuckles, his markings slowly taking shape onto his handsome face.

You flush at his words, Itadori never spoke to you this way though it turned you on immensely. Yuuji wasn’t himself; flipping you over on your stomach and plunging himself inside you with enough force to knock the wind out of your body.

He continued to fuck you stupid, Sukuna working your body with a fist full of your hair. He was relentless, his strong and tattooed body seemingly made just to make your whole body cry.

“I can see why the idiot fawns over you, woman.” He growled, a weak and shaky mewl leaving your throat as Sukuna expertly found your g-spot as he knows your body like Yuuji did. You’re frantic; yeses floating out of you as the room around you seemed to fade. You neared your end, moaning impossibly louder as hot white lights flash before your eyes.

“He can switch back all he wants. He doesn’t fuck you well enough anyway.”

Sparks in the Dark | Chargebolt (Kaminari Denki)

A/N: This is part of a choose-your-own adventure, NSFW Collab with the BNHarem Discord Server.  The Intro and Master List can be found HERE 

Fandom: BNHA/My Hero Academia Pairing: ProHero Chargebolt (Denki Kaminari) x Fem!Reader Word Count: 3.6k  Warnings: all characters are 21+, alcohol use, escorts/hosts, glory hole, oral sex, unprotected sex, nervous!Kaminari, mentions of anxiety and unease.  P.S. I plan to write at least one more part to this because I just honestly love this version of Kaminari and this whole AU theme. 

Denki Kaminari sat down with a huff, clutching his glass of Mountain Dew and gin; a drink that Tetsutetsu had turned him on to and was surprisingly not the worst thing he had ever tasted. He swirled the greenish liquid around in the fancy glass before taking a swig and silently praying that it would help calm his nerves. Across the round table set with fine porcelain dinnerware, he watched his silver haired friend carry on a very animated conversation with one of the scantily clad waitresses that had stopped by to offer them more drinks. 

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Like Jesus. Just 🥵🥴💦☠️⚰️

this took so long for no reason sorry bb

cw: lazy sex, slight daddy kink

The harsh rays of the sun burned into your eyes as you fade into consciousness, causing you to squint in pain. You let out a tired sigh as you roll out of bed only to be pulled back against your boyfriend’s hard chest.

Megumi nuzzles his head into your neck, you fitting against him perfectly like a missing puzzle piece. He rubs small circles into your tummy, making you relax into his touch.

What seems to be a few innocent rubs turn into lingering touches down your skin, sloppy kisses and bites on the sensitive skin of your neck.

The feeling is pleasant, Megumi’s mouth on you with his hand trailing further down has goosebumps forming on your skin, your naked cunt growing wetter. When his palm reaches your sex you stop him.

“Trust me, I want to. But I have a meeting I need to get to soon”

Megumi ignores you, his hand slipping past your wet folds to play with your clit, rubbing circles into it as he spreads your arousal around the nub.

You mewl feeling his thick fingers slide over your entrance before pushing inside, the slight stretch stinging just a tad.

Your breaths come out shaky, trying to shut your legs to stop the orgasm building inside you. “Megumi, did you not hear me? I have to go—”

“You’re not going anywhere, especially with this pussy all nice and wet for me” his husky morning voice sounds from behind you, sending shivers throughout your whole body.

He slips his fingers from out of you, replacing them with his fat cock as he bottoms out inside you, silencing your scream with his slick coated digits.

He holds your leg up, thrusting into you lazily as your eyes roll back in pleasure, tasting your essence on his fingers as his length drags in and out of you.

“Be a good girl and take daddy’s cock.”

Maybe being a little late was worth it.

💦🔫🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️

Call me “Master” (Shinsou x Fem Reader)

Alright, of all the Hitoshi’s I’ve written this is probably my favorite. It’s pretty hardcore so please be warned. Not for the faint of heart. bUT LIKE ALSO I forgot how much sweet consent stuff I put in here and I’m like elrkkj;qlekjr dawww. This displays a healthy master/slave dynamic and oh god does it make me fucking horny.

Kinks: degradation, humiliation, squirting, master/pet, toys, spanking, bondage, pain play, fear play, mind control, face fucking, harsh names, dirty talk

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You’d been aware of Shinsou Hitoshi’s sadistic side for quite some time. During play, you would notice him holding back, concerned about going “too far,” or at least, what he thought would be too far.

It was clear, however, that this restraint was for your benefit,

There was no doubt that once he reached that dominant headspace, Hitoshi was a predator, and you, his intended prey.

After your most recent mind-blowing scene, he was helping you come down when you thought you’d tell him what was on your mind.

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Horny Thoughts

It's been a few minutes and he's still not all the way in. You've been whimpering under him as he rocks him hips into yours. He stops kisses your neck and rubs slow circles on your clit.

"Come on, you're my good girl right. You can take it."

He sucks and bites your neck trying to distract you from the stretch.

"please baby, take it all. I need you so bad."

He tries to hold back, but he needs you so bad. His slow rocking turns into rough thrusts.

"F-fuck. take it, take it all. Such a good girl for me."

Megumi, itadori, Deku, kirishima,

He's halfway and you're already running away from him and crying. You continue to repeat that you can't take it, pushing on his lower abdomen. His grabs your hips and holds you still.

"What the fuck did I say about running away from me."

All you could do was whimper in response.

"If you can't take it why are you squeezing around me and moaning like a fucking slut?"

You keep squirming away from him. The stretch too much, and he's being so rough. He leans down and bites your neck, earning small whimper from you.

"You can, and will take all of me like the fucking whore you are. Now be good for me."

Geto, toji, sukuna, Bakugo, Dabi

Kinda shitty but I needed something to post.

Sorry.