Aizawa Would Totally Fuck You In The Dressing Room He Knows How To Keep You 🤫🤫🤫

This whole post gave me lyfe and I'm hella here for it. Now I just wanna cosplay a cowgirl...😫

Aizawa, Mirio, Kirishima, and Bakugo with a thicc cow quirk!s/o. She has the cow ears, tail, wears a cowbell choker, the usual. But she also has big ol tiddies that lactate when she’s really aroused and she’s amazing at doing cowgirl on em

mirio

what got his attention was your sleepy eyes and tired frown

he wanted to make you smile, so every day he’d come to the cafe where you worked

the day he walked in and saw a smile that could rival his own, he was hooked

you couldn’t get rid of him after that — or his cowgirl obsession

you got him to go to bed with you one day, your cunt was so sloppy

squirting milky like stains everywhere on his blue sheets every time you came

his hands were glued to your waist raising you up and bringing you back down with a wet “plop” sound each time

he wanted everyday to be like this

aizawa

those giant mommy milkers did it for him

always bouncing when you walked, whether it be a small bounce or large bounce — trust and believe aizawa was paying full attention

he loves making breakfast! not only does he get to spend some time with you, he always gets to see those babies in action!

didn’t have milk? no need! he’d suck until you lactated and would pour that into his cereal

after all, your milk is free and it’s better than that store bought generic shit anyways

bakugou

your tail was adorable

“why is your tail curling like that” “isn’t it sexy and appealing?”

bakugou was your no. 1 fan, hyping you up every time you got off of the couch and went into the kitchen

in the kitchen he’d pull your tail, making you moo + groan at the same time — trying to swat his hands away was useless

he’s bend you over the counter and eat your sweet pussy for hours

kirishima

himbo and a bimbo

he put a charm that looks like him on your cowbell choker, to remind people who you belonged to

you two are the slowest couple anyone’s laid eyes upon

but since you’re both stupid it cancels out —

“yeah like that panda shit right kiri?” “yeah that panda stuff is awesome, it like... cancels out!”

“fucking idiots you mean PEMDAS!” “bakugou you’re too loud, what’re you yelling for?”

when kiri has days off from work your don’t even wait until the suns up to rip his pajama pants down and suck his dick

Masterlist even though i haven’t posted that much shit :>

Ban x poc!plus sized!punk!reader

On the way to run some errands, Ban confesses something to y/n; fluff

Android! Izuku x F! Reader

Y/n suspects something about Deku’s past and helps him through it; NSFW, angst, fluff, small mommy kink, soft boy.

Sero x Chubby! GN! reader

Sero HC; fluff

Izuku Midoriya x Dom! F! reader

Y/n’s package arrives early, let the pegging ensue; NSFW, slight mention of BDSM, mommy kink, bottom! Izu, Midoriya just get’s really fucked out and you really enjoy it.

Please see the regards for requests

all of my works will be posted on my Ao3 account

Get That Bred

Pairing : Mirio Togata x Reader

Word count : 3.4k

Tags/TWs : MDNI 18+, hybrids (bull!mirio), breeding, daddy kink, reader is AFAB but no gendered pronouns are used, dumbification, use of pet names like cow, heifer etc, barebacking, creampie, tummy bulge

AN : bull hybrid mirio has been living in my brain for the past month, and today i finally snapped, so go ahead and enjoy this feral bullshit (aha) @m-mortimer @selfishwitch come get y'all bull mirio food!!

When your friend had begged you to become a farm hand at their hybrid ranch, you hadn’t hesitated to help. After all, you'd be getting paid to have a little more exercise, and spend all day out in the fresh country air rather than cooped up at home. And for the first week, it was exactly what you had been anticipating. You spent your days in the barn, helping to feed and care for the adorable array of hybrids they had, from cute sheep, to the messy, but fun pig hybrids, everything had been in the realm of your expectations. Until the return of a certain hybrid, that is.

When you show up for work on a bright and early morning, you’re already well aware of your itinerary for the day. In your eagerness to see all the hybrids you’ve come to know so well, you almost miss the now locked door on a subsection of the barn. It’s been empty since you started working on the ranch, but today the wooden doors are firmly shackled shut, thick chains looping through the sturdy iron handles. You're shocked from your thoughts as soon as you hear a harsh exhale coupled with the loud sound of metal jangling emanating from within the locked pen, and it becomes obvious that whatever is in there clearly isn’t particularly happy.

You can’t help but shudder. It’s only a farm, what sort of hybrid needs to be kept under such circumstances? You try to shake the thoughts from your head as you get on with your work, tending to the sheep hybrids by cleaning out their pens and making sure they’re keeping well fed. You really do attempt to stop your eyes from wandering to the shackled door as you play with the little pig girls, who giggle and squeal as they splash about in the mud.

However your curiosity catches up to you when you cross paths with your friend in the farmhouse, and when you ask just what they have locked in the barn, at first all they respond with is a weary sigh.

“Honestly, he’s the reason I needed your help so desperately. We spent all our money on him, after all we were told that he’s a prized bull, the most pedigree of his kind. But he’s refusing to breed any of our cows, I mean, they’re all getting a little on the older side, sure, but every time we brought him one, he’d just turn up his nose and tell me that there’s 'no point wasting his cum on a cunt that will never give him anything worthwhile'.” Your friend pauses, their fingers pinching the bridge of their nose, “Which obviously didn't go down very well with our cows, he called one of them a “no good heifer”, she still hasn’t gotten over it. So we temporarily sent him off to another farm to see if they could have more success, but they've had the exact same problem. But because it’s been so long since he last had the opportunity to try and breed, he’s getting… Restless. And that makes him temperamental, and borderline aggressive. I can’t handle the rest of the farm and him all by myself, but you’ve been such an amazing help, I really can’t thank you enough.” Despite the bags that sit under their eyes, their smile is genuine, and the itch that had plagued your mind all day finally feels satiated.

Until you return to work the next morning to see the once sealed door wide open, and there crouched in the doorway, held back by a large chain attached from his nose ring to the wall behind him, is unmistakably the bull hybrid. You’re frozen in place, held captive under his intense stare as his eyes drag over your body, only stopping when they reach your groin, his nose exhaling so harshly you’re sure you can feel it dance across your now goose-pimpled flesh from where you stand meters away. You’re not sure what to take in first, your eyes moving from his shaggy blond hair, with a curly fringe that sits just above his surprisingly bright cerulean eyes, or the large horns that rise from his tousled tresses; which despite looking very deadly, you can’t help but wonder how they’d look with your fingers curled around them. But as your gaze wanders downwards, past the large metal ring that hangs heavy in his septum, you realise he’s entirely naked.

This really shouldn’t come as much of a shock, the majority of the animals in this barn forgo clothes too, but the difference is that none of them look like him. None of them are built like he is, with bulging muscles and a chiselled abdomen. None of them have such hulking, strong thighs. And absolutely none of them have cocks like that.

It looks painfully hard, the tip a deep, angry red as it twitches against his naval, thick translucent pre-cum oozing from the head and dripping down his shaft in a near endless stream. You’re so lost in marvelling over the cock before you that you don’t notice when your thighs rub together, nor do you mean to let out a sharp gasp when the seam of your work pants drags against your already aching clit.

But you do notice the loud huff that echoes through the barn, your eyes snapped out of their lust induced stupor just enough that you’re able to bring your gaze up to his face. He still has his eyes burning holes into the crotch of your trousers, although now there isn’t a sliver of blue left, his irises swallowed entirely by black.

For just a second, neither of you move, the distant sound of the other hybrids fades into white noise as your eyes flicker between his starved gaze, and the way his obscenely large cock jumps against his abdomen every time your thighs twitch.

The silence is broken the second your thighs part a mere inch, his response immediate as he jolts forward, only to be immediately yanked back by the chain secured to his nose ring.

“God, I hate this stupid chain,” Your eyes widen as he huffs at the metal, his large hands desperately yanking at it as though he could rip it from the wall. Although from the way his large biceps flex everytime he pulls on the sturdy metal, you wouldn't be at all shocked if he succeeded. His voice comes as a surprise too, you were expecting him to have a deep, gruff lilt to his tone, yet despite his size and stature you find yourself being drawn in by the slight playfulness to his voice.

The second you take a step towards him, his head snaps back to you, nostrils flaring. But to your dismay, he slowly starts to stalk backwards, keeping his eyes locked on your figure. He stops once he reaches the middle of his pen, bringing a hand up to make a “come hither” motion with thick, scarred fingers. Your feet move automatically, already having taken several steps before your brain has the chance to catch up and ask you what the fuck you think you’re doing walking right into the clutches of a chained up bull hybrid.

“Ah, ah, take it easy, little heifer, it’s in my genes to chase anything that moves too quickly, and I’d hate to scare you away.” His thinly veiled threat should terrify you, yet instead you only feel your underwear dampen further, your hands shooting down to grip the material of your trousers. Each tentative step you take towards him has your heart rate spiking ever higher, yet even that's not enough to stop you from moving to stand mere feet from him.

A sudden bang from behind has you jumping out of your skin, immediately turning around to see what caused the commotion, but before you have the opportunity to figure it out, you’re being knocked to the floor. The only thing stopping your head hitting the hay covered stone flags being a large hand, one resting over your forehead whilst the other gropes at your chest.

“Did no one ever teach you to never turn your back on a bull, doll?” You’re shivering in his hold, pinned between the floor and his overwhelmingly large body. His cock rutting against your clothed ass draws out an elongated whine from your lips, your brain trying to comprehend just how deep his cock would feel if it were to be buried inside of you.

“I’ve been waiting for so fucking long for a fertile cunt to breed, and then just when I feel like I’m truly about to lose my shit, I smell you. God, it drove me insane yesterday, knowing you were so close yet so far out of my reach,” his head lowers down until his breath harshly fans across your nape, shudders cascading down your spine in waves every time you feel his ragged breath wash over your skin.

“‘s why I asked to have the door open today. They were so hesitant to do it, but I laid it on real thick, all to see with my own eyes the cunt I was going to make mine. And now here you are, and you smell fucking devine.” You startle when his nose buries itself into your nape, inhaling deep lung fulls of your scent.

“Now the question is, are you going to be a good little cow and let me breed your pussy?”

It should be sad, the way you so desperately keen at his words, your hips trying their best to grind upwards against his cock from where you're pinned to the floor.

“Y-Yeah, I heard you’ve been r-really pent up, I just wanna help out.” He chuckles lowly in response, the hand resting against your forehead sliding down to your lips, your mouth immediately parting to welcome two of his thick digits.

“Yeah, I’m sure that’s the only reason you walked in here. I’m sure you didn’t want to be in this position right now, getting fucked so full of my cum you can’t even form a coherent thought. I’m sure you didn't dream about being my pretty little breeding cow the second you saw my cock. There’s no shame in admitting it, doll, because the sooner you do, the quicker you get to find out for yourself what it’s like to be bred by a bull like me.” Any lingering shame dissipates in an instant, now left only with an endless loop of his last sentence that dances torturously around your lust-addled brain. In your already mindless state, you attempt to respond to him, completely forgetting that two of his fingers are stuffed between your drool-slicked lips.

“Dumb little cow, you’ve got nothin’ in that pretty little head but thoughts of my cock, huh? Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you need, there’s no point in begging when I can smell how fucking wet you are.” His fingers withdraw from your mouth, briefly joining his other hand at your chest to pinch both your nipples between his fingers from overtop your shirt and bra, twisting the pebbled buds with little remorse. It’s not long before you’re whining again, pushing your chest further into his fingers.

“Please, take off my top? I wanna feel your hands on me properly, p-please?” Your words coax a mocking coo from his lips as his fingers form a tight grip on the material of your shirt.

“Don’t worry little heifer, I’ll make sure you never have to deal with the burden of clothes again, after all what need will you have for covering up when this is all I’ll end up doing?” Immediately after finishing his sentence, your shirt and bra have been ripped off your body with ease, standing little chance against the brute strength of the hybrid. With no barriers to dull the feeling of his touch, you’re now able to feel every rough callous on his fingertips as returns his hands to grope at your chest. His patience clearly wears thin, however, as he pushed you face first into the floor, caring little for your petulant groans of how itchy the straw feels against your bare chest.

“Soon all you’re going to feel is my cock spilling you open, the hay will be the least of your worries, sweetheart.” He’s leaning up now, still firmly sat on your upper thighs as though he’s trying to keep you there, although you both know there’s not a chance in hell you want to leave.

Your trousers and panties get the same treatment as your other clothes, all of which now lay scattered around you both. Now there’s truly nothing between you, there’s nothing to protect you from the feeling of his hot, thick cock that sits against your bare ass, the tip coming to rest on your lower back. You feel every vein, every ridge of his girthy shaft as it rubs against your skin, not able to hold back the deep gulp as his fingers pull apart your ass to slot his cock between the rounded flesh.

“You look so small like this, calf, I wonder how long you’ll last before my cock breaks you? I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to fit in this tight little hole.” He lifts himself off your legs, instead kneeling behind you as his hands grip your waist, pulling your hips upwards until you’re presenting your sopping pussy to his greedy eyes. You let out a stuttered moan as you feel one of his fingers drag through your folds to toy with your swollen clit.

“No fear, my little heifer, I’ll have you prepped to take my cock and cum in no time at all.” His tone is borderline jovial, a stark contrast from the harsh way two of his fingers sink into your cunt, immediately curling against your velvet walls. You’re unable to process anything but how full you feel, his thick fingers already proving to be a struggle to take as your pussy flutters and gushes around him in a desperate attempt to accommodate him.

“Listen to that, fuck, you’re making such a mess already, sweetheart, are you that eager to be fucked by a hybrid? How dirty,” his free hand lays a quick smack to your ass, delighting in the way the flesh jiggles in response, “No need to worry about you're dignity, once people see just how well trained you are for my cock, no one, especially not you, will doubt that you were made to be my little breeding bitch.”

You’ve barely gotten used to the two fingers that fuck into your dripping hole before he’s already adding a third, the stretch making you whine, whether in pain or pleasure you can’t even begin to tell. There’s nothing you can do but take whatever he gives you, and something about being completely at the mercy of someone so dangerous has you mewling against the floor.

“Can’t take it much more, need your c-cock, please mister!” He scoffs at the name, swatting your ass a little harsher.

“Not quite, heifer, since I’m about to fuck a calf into you, feel free to call me daddy.” His fingers pull from your leaking cunt, small grunts and huffs indicating that he’s most likely wrapping his arousal slicked hands around his shaft. You keep your face firmly pressed to the floor, your limbs too heavy to even think about moving them of your own accord. But soon the blunt tip of his cock is rubbing up the length of your slit, although not once does he make a move to dip into your hole as he watches you begin to writhe against the stone floor.

“Please, please daddy! I’ll be your good little cow, I’ll let you breed me so good, just need your cock now- ah-!” Your jaw falls slack in a silent scream as his tip pushes past the first ring of muscle, your nails desperately digging into the floor as you try to relax your pussy enough to take him. But he’s huge, and so unbelievably thick. It’s all encompassing, the feeling of his cock slowly sinking into you, inch by painful inch. You can’t tell up from down, and you don’t have a hope in hell of understanding the words he mumbles into the skin of your back, there’s nothing you can do but think of how fucking full you feel.

“‘urts! Daddy’s too big, s-so big.” Your whines go unnoticed as he continues to sink into you. But soon your walls refuse to accommodate any more of him, your cunt so tight even he can't help but hiss out a pained curse.

“C’mon little cow, relax for me. breathe a little slower, yeah?” He coaxes you into taking some deep, shuddering breaths, and slowly, you feel yourself become cognisant enough to unclench your muscles,

“There we go, such a good heifer for daddy, aren’t you? Gonna let me fill your womb with my cum, sweetheart?” He hums happily when you sluggishly nod your head in response. You’re just about to tell him to move a little further when suddenly the hold he has on your waist tightens, and then he’s slapping his hips against your raised ass. You’re not sure what’s louder, his deep growl, or the shrill scream that rips from your throat.

“Fuck yeah, couldn't help it, your greedy cunt just sucked me in so easily, god look at that, sweetheart.” One of his hands grips your throat, pulling up your body until your back is pushed against his chiselled chest.

“Look at that fucking bulge, my little cow’s stuffed so full of daddy’s cock, you’re gonna look so pretty carrying my calves, baby.” He immediately sets an unforgiving pace, his cock fucking into you so hard that the chain keeping him confined clangs loudly against the metal of his nose ring, the pen turned into a cacophony of his hips smacking against your ass mixed with high whines and deep grunts.

“And people have the audacity to say humans are the superior species, how fucking powerful are you like this baby? Reduced to my little cocksleeve with no effort, you’re nothing more than my obedient little breedin’ bitch.” You can’t find the words to respond, too engrossed in the way his girth stretches your hole, fucking you so full you’re not sure you’ll ever be content without his cock stuffed balls deep in your cunt. All it takes is a couple more brutal pumps of his hips and you’re creaming around his cock, tears pouring down your cheeks as your cunt spasms around his length. Yet he doesn’t stop, in fact his thrusts only increase in speed and strength as pushes your body back onto the floor, his arms caging you in to the stone flags, the position allowing him to fuck into you at a near inhuman pace.

“I’m not stopping until you’re thoroughly bred, little heifer, I don’t care if you cum so much you pass out. Your cunt is mine to fill, it doesn’t belong to you anymore, it’s fucking mine, all mine, and I’m gonna use it as much as I please.” The words have you cumming around his cock once again, the only sound you’re able to make is pitiful hiccuped sobs as you’re reduced to nothing more than his fleshlight. It’s maddening, the way you aren't able to catch a single second of reprieve, fucked into orgasm after orgasm until your brain is well and truly vacant, you’re barely present enough to remind your body to breathe. The concept of time has long since been lost to you, but after he’s pulled god knows how many climaxes from your limp, overstimulated body, you finally feel his hips begin to falter in their pace. His head falls against your nape as he thrusts once, twice, and then cums with a growl, unloading ropes of thick cum directly against your abused cervix.

“That’s it, there’s my good little cow, take all my fuckin’ cum,” he’s panting into your sweat soaked skin, slowly grinding his release as deep into your twitching cunt as it’ll go. And for a fleeting second, you wonder if that means you can finally have some time to try and catch your breath, but then you realise that his erection isn’t flagging, if anything he feels bigger, harder from where he’s buried inside of you.

“You aren’t going anywhere, heifer, I’ve got a lot of cum still left, and the night’s still young.” You’re barely able to react when you feel cold metal locking around your neck, accompanied by the familiar clanging of chains.

“Now look at that sweetheart, we match. You’re nothing more than a breeding hole for a bull hybrid, and I plan on making use of your fertile little cunt.”

© toshidou 2021

🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 oh my. I almost fainted.. Jesus take the wheel

Could I request some scenarios with Bakugou, Deku, and Todoroki where the have a black s/o (who’s thick as hell and her body’s just gorgeous) and one night when they were getting a lil freaky 😏 she tries to get away because at this point it just too much 😶 and they’re just like “where you going, stop running from this dick” 🥵 (and btw I love your fics so much and I hope you do this one ❤️ have a good night)

Your shapely legs were split wide and thrown up in the air being held by powerful, scarred hands.

“F-fuck, Deku, s-slow down,” you begged, “please!”

Your pleading was music to the man’s ears. The way your hazy, half lidded dark eyes glistened with tears in the corners made him want to push you further over the edge.

“I got you, babydoll, fuck you feel so good..” Deku moaned as he plowed you with back breaking speed.

“Deku, I caaan’t.” You whined, back arching off the bed as your toes curled.

Green eyes admired your big bouncing dark tits and the way you gripped the sheets.

“Daddy, please~”

“Sshhh, it’s ok, baby. I got you.” Your man hummed back.

He leaned down, still holding your legs above your head to hit even deeper into your gripping walls.

“Haaaah~Dekuuu!”

Intense pleasure burst through your core. Too much! Fuck! It was so good it hurt.

“Like that, y/n?” He grunted lengthening his intense strokes.

“Please,” your manicured fingers pushed his hips, “Deku, it-ahhh~it’s too mu-much-please-“ you said, trying and failing to wriggle away from the broad, strong body.

Deku tossed your tiny hand away with a chuckle.

“No, no, baby doll.” He picked up his pace, cursing under his breath at the way your creamed and clenched on his dick. “D-Don’t run from it. Fuck,” he hissed through his teeth. “Don’t run from me~”

Your boyfriend’s dick was hot and heavy and deep inside your aching pussy. Fortunately—or maybe unfortunately—for you, he was not easing up anytime soon.

“Shoto~” you whined.

“Mmm?” He hummed against your ear. His warm hand squeezed around your throat as he held you flush against his hard chest. “What is it, y/n? You want it deeper.”

“Unnn~” was all you could manage. You shook your head to the best of your ability making your kinky curls bounce slightly. “N-aah~mm~no more. Too much.” You stammered.

“Too much?” He slid out slowly, giving you a fraction of relief before you plunging back inside you.

“Gah!” He choked you harder, speeding up until you felt his sack slapping against your pussy.

“But you look so good taking my dick like this, Angel.”

“Shoto, I can’t take it any deeper!” Every stroke had your vision going black, eyes rolling.

He slid his hands along your flushed melanated skin, one hot and one cold, to squeeze your fat breasts.

“Yes you can. This juicy ass of yours was made for taking my dick like this wasn’t it?” He moaned. He loved the way your soft cheeks provided extra cushion for his dick. “Wasn’t it?”

You bit your full lip, loving every naughty word.

“I jus-just need-“ you reached back, gripping his thigh. “N-not so much...”

Shoto grabbed your hand and twisted your arm behind your back.

“I don’t think so, y/n,” he groaned at the sensation of yet another shaky orgasm as you came on his dick. “You’re not running from me, beautiful. Don’t run from it~”

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!!

Women empowering women, you go girl!

Hi !! idk if your doing requests but imma ask anyways lol but can u do a head canon of Bakugou, Todoroki, and whoever you want where reader and them break the bed because of how rough they’re going 😭 like what would their reaction be and would any... keep going??😏😏

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bakugou

casual 4 am sneaky link

you’re laying on your stomach with your ass in the air

he’s bruising your ass with his grip — and you were damn near melting at that sickly sweet sound of your cunt being punished echoing throughout the room

“fff- fah, fuck!” you cried, grabbing the sheets

bakugou let one of his legs fall off the bed and found a steady footing before speeding up

knocking you harshly to the front with every thrust

*crack*

you looked up to see his headboard cracking in the middle, and spreading with every bang to the wall it took

“bakugou, slow- ah! baby slow down- y-your headboard! your parents!” he rolled his eyes and kept up his pace

“shad’up will ya’?” bakugou always slurred his words when he was close to cumming

todoroki

study date turned into late night hookup at 11:45 pm

todoroki had you on your back, he had each ankle in his hands

one too hot and the other too cold

he was slow at first, pushing into you all nice and sweet

letting you feel the large vein that ran on the underside of his dick, when he was far enough you felt his left side curve

it hit right onto the gummy spot inside of you — making you squeak and grab his hips to pull him deeper

“ngh, more todo- oh god please go faster!”

he leaned down and took your lips in a sweet kiss, “love you.” before slowly pulling out and slamming back in

the air was knocked out of your lungs with every thrust

his face was twisted up and a scorching blush was spotted on his hot side and a small one on the other

*bang, ban- CRR*

you blinked in confusion and pushed up on your back to tilt your head up and look

your head board was being split in half, when you were about to speak up he hit that same squishy spot and you immediately gushed

after you came his wasn’t long after

“todo, my headboard is broken.”

“i’ll buy you a new one tomorrow.”

On god!! On godddddd!! Y'all hoes are gonna just gonna 🔫🔫🔫🔫🥴🥵🤤⚰️

I’m in Love with A Stripper pt. 1 (FINISHED VERSION)

(Kirishima x Stripper! Reader)

(Art by @sandiestcupid on Instagram)

(I might do a part 2 idk yet but here’s the continuation. Trigger warnings: cuckolding, wax play, light bdsm mention, sex for sale)

Kirishima waited patiently by the back door nodding to every lady that trickled out of the building until, finally, you drifted out.

A smile lit up his face as you shuffled towards him in your comfy fuzzy slides.

“Hey Little Bit.”

“Hey Big Red.” You shot back.

You’d long since given up on tryin to convince your friend to stop calling you Little Bit. It was a futile attempt anyway because everyone was “little” to the mammoth that was Kirishima Eijirou. The man was six foot five inches of pure bulking muscle, making him the perfect bouncer and personal bodyguard for the strip club you worked at.

“What’s the move for tonight, babe?” Kirishima asked, grabbing your duffel bag and carrying it to the car for you.

“The move is bed,” you replied, wearily, “we’ve got an early day tomorrow.”

“Damn, already?” He frowned as he held the passenger door to his red Wrangler open for you.

“Unfortunately, I’m booked and busy all day.”

“Fine. Am I spending the night again?”

“Might as well.” You replied.

“Fine, but I better get a deluxe suit if I have to suffer on that pull out.” The man grimaced.

“Oh please! You love my pull out.”

“Love is a strong word, Pebbles.” Kirishima shot you an amused grin, making you giggle.

This was the occasional routine for you two and it had been for a while.

It was common to have issues with stalkers and creeps as a dancer, but it was a completely different thing to come home to one of those stalkers jacking off on your door knob. Luckily that was where Kirishima had stepped in.

He’d noticed the weirdo tailing you one night after you left the club, and decided to follow you both just to be safe. Even after you had split off to get some gas, Kirishima had kept on the stalker’s tail as he continued on to your apartment.

Needless to say you were shocked to see some hairy asshole getting his face bashed in by the bouncer.

From that night on, Kirishima became more vigilant over not only all the other girls, but you especially. After the incident, he reported the customer, getting them banned. He also made sure you got home safely, greeted you when you came in, and even took you to and from work for a short while after the incident.

Eventually, a friendship grew between the two of you and you guys began hanging out outside of work as well. It was scary letting Kirishima know about your side hustle at first, but in true Kirishima fashion, he was a perfect gentleman about it.

“Hey, who am to judge?” He’d beamed at you. “As long as you’re being safe about it, who cares?” He’d shrugged, “although I will say; you should get some sort of protection for yourself if you’re gonna be meeting with these guys.”

To which you replied: “How bout you?”

That’s how Kirishima became not only one of your closest friends, but also your personal security guard whenever you met up with your clients.

He was with you so often for your appointments, that he’d begun staying the night at your place occasionally; even keeping clothes at your apartment.

“Alright sleeping beauty, here we are.” Kirishima announced, jogging you out of your sleep as he pulled into a guest parking spot. “Let’s get you inside since we have a big morning ahead of us.”

You groaned as Kirishima climbed out of the truck and got your bag from the back seat. When the burly man opened your door, you stretched out your arms to him, giving a pout that made his heart flutter.

“Carry me, my feet hurt.” You whined.

Kirishima’s heart melted into a puddle as he reached in to pull you out.

“Alright, alright you big baby. Come on.”

He carried you easily up the stairs to your apartment. By the time the man got you into your bedroom you were already knocked back out. He settled you against the bedspread and admired your face, soft with slumber.

Damn you were beautiful.

Sweet, and funny, and hard working. You were everything a man could want in a woman, and he felt fortunate just to be your friend. Still, his eyes ran down your supple body as his thoughts turned less wholesome, he wondered how much longer he could keep watching you fuck other men. Giving yourself away to guys who were below you. That didn’t deserve you and couldn’t give you the type of love and protection he could.

“Kiri?” You muttered, sleepily. His heart leapt.

“Yes, Pebbles?”

“Will you cuddle with me?”

The suggestion of being pressed against your soft, little body made his dick strain in his pants.

“You sure, y/n?”

“Mmhhmm...”

“Fine,” he smiled. Stripping off his shirt and down to his boxers, Kirishima slid under the soft sheets behind you, and crushed your body close.

You sighed, softly. “You’re so warm, Red...”

He let his hand settle on your round hip and pressed closer against you, fighting to keep his erection down.

“You too, y/n. Now go to sleep.”

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Nervous eyes shifted to the huge man standing over your shoulder glowering.

“This is my bodyguard, Kirishima.” You announced, cheerily.

“I’ll just be making sure things go smoothly.” The burly redhead added. He touched the gun in the waistband of his jeans. “Otherwise I’ll be out of your way.”

His usually bright voice was void of all its humor and friendliness.

“Uh, ok.” The man nodded skittishly.

Grabbing his hand, you lead him from Kirishima’s room in the conjoined suite and over to your side. You threw a conspiratorial wink over your shoulder at Kirishima and he shot one back.

Once the door closed, he headed back into his room and flipped down on the bed, turning on the t.v. He wondered how long you would take. After all he had to get the timing right.

Five minutes later, the big man stood from the bed and crept to the door that connected your rooms. He pressed an ear to the door, but couldn’t hear much besides muffled movements.

Quietly he cracked the door and scoped out your position. When he spotted you on your knees in front of your client, he bit his lip.

“Look at you,” you teased, “you’re shaking you want to me suck it so bad.”

“Mmm, please, I c-can hold out a li-little while longer.”

“Oh?” Your pretty pink tongue trailed up the side of the man’s dick and you gripped his balls. “Can you? You seem ready to burst and I haven’t even throated you yet.”

Kirishima’s Ruby eyes narrowed and he rubbed his own growing erection through his pants. He loved hearing you talk shit like that. After all, he knew you could back it up.

“What if I just took the head in? Could you handle yourself then?”

And then you did. The client’s breath caught and his eyes rolled back.

Kirishima suppressed a moan a spike of desire and pure envy shot through him simultaneously. He could only imagine what that warm, sweet mouth of yours would feel like wrapped around his thick dick.

After another three minutes of teasing, the man’s dick was engulfed in the your mouth while he held your head in place and pumped you along.

“Fuck yes~yesss, y/n~”

The man moaned. Kirishima pretended it was him. He slowly pulled out his heavy cock and supported himself against the door frame as his large hand pumped his length. He pretended it was your hot mouth. Pretended he was the way grabbing your head and praising you while you moaned and choked on his manhood.

Y/n...

He thought.

He squeezed himself, feeling his nut coming as you loudly slurped and groaned. If he was fucking your mouth you’d barely be able to breath, let alone make all that noise...he would have made sure of it. He grit his sharp teeth.

I’d cum all down that greedy throat. You perfect little cumslut.

Fuck, he was coming. The harder and faster you gulped that asshole’s dick, the more intense his nut built up.

Finally, Kirishima felt his orgasm exploding. He came in the tissue he’d kept on hand and watched as you smiled at your client, wiping your mouth.

Such a good girl. So Perfect.

He thought.

“That was amazing.” The man sighed. “You’re amazing, y/n.”

“I try.” You giggled.

“You succeed.” The guy handed you another roll of bills. “I’ll definitely be doing business with you again.”

“Thank you, baby. Have a good day.”

“I certainly will!” The man replied, there was a bright look in his eyes and finally he left.

Kirishima snuck back into his room before you could knock at his door. No doubt about to let him know you were done with client number one. One thing was for sure, this was going to be a long work day.

For the next hour, Kirishima imagined himself in all manner of provocative positions with you as you serviced your clients.

There was the big guy who liked to be spanked and rode cow girl style. The short man who wanted to be spat on. The beanpole who had you step on him and drip hot wax down his back. The bow legged guy who fucked you doggy style until you were cross eyed. Finally there was shower guy, who insisted on fucking you in the shower.

Thank god for the running water because Kirishima was practically crying with pleasure as he shot off yet another nut to the thought of himself in those douchebag’s positions.

Dammit, Pebbles. You’re such a fucking little freak. Fucking all these men without a break.

It seemed it took nothing for you to keep going and going. The man wiped his sweat slick forehead with thoughts of your beautiful, naked body bouncing on different dicks.

These guys weren’t good enough for you. None of them. They couldn’t fuck you right if you were able to keep going like this.

No, no, no.

You needed a real man to tame you. Someone who could handle every bit of your energy and throw it right back at you until you were begging him to stop. Until you were sore and sobbing from how good it hurt.

You needed a man like him. He just wondered if you would realize it on your own, or if he’d have to make you.

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But like it's so cute 😍😍

Imagine beta!Katsuki is a better alpha and pack leader than any other alpha at UA. He takes such good care of the omegas and doesn't take any posturing from alphas. He's going to be the first beta to make #1 and create his own agency.

Listen, listen.

I have this hc for Beta’s in my version of Omegaverse where they are just regular people but then, once they develop a bond with their mate, their scent and behaviour shifts to suit their needs - so, if they’re dating an Alpha, they go through heats; if they’re dating an Omega, they go through ruts.

Anyway. Beta Katsuki developing such a close bond with his entire pack that he becomes this strange version of Beta’s where he manages to suit everyone and their desires - his scent becomes just strong and spicy enough to soothe the Omega’s while also maintaining a sweet sort of undertone that soothes the Alpha’s.

And the pheromones don’t really affect him so he stays with the Omega’s during their heats and just holds them close and makes sure they eat and drink enough while scaring away anyone wandering near their room.

@thanx-idonttry oh my god I'm so happy you follow me back! I love your writings so blessed!!🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

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.