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Yes yes yes to all I WANT no..NEED mean daddy deku. Please daddy please 🥵🥴🤤

PSSST mean dilf midoriya 😌

honey.... you menace. i was about to go get boba and you send me this...

are you talking about mean daddy deku who gives you an icy glare since you want to spend the day teasing him while he’s working from home.

mean daddy deku who broke 17 pens and pencils because he’s trying so hard not to take you on his desk right here right now.

mean daddy deku who’s breaking point was when you bent over picking up something while wearing that mini tennis dress with no panties.

giving him a delicious view of your ass and dripping cunt. how could you do that while he was in a phone meeting.

“i’ll have to talk to you guys later.” You heard the call end before hearing his heavy steps coming towards you. there was no where for you to run....

mean daddy deku who spanks you with his massive, rough hands until your mascara is running down your face. if you forget to count, he’ll spank you while using his quirk.

mean daddy deku who’ll edge you all night long even though you kept begging so sweetly to cum.

mean daddy deku who manhandles you in every position. he’ll go at an ungodly pace, not giving you a chance to adjust to his massive size as he degrades you.

“so pathetic, sobbing on my cock.”

“you’re nothing but fuck toy to me. do you understand”

“don’t you even think about cumming. only good girls get to cum.”

mean daddy deku who’ll finish before you do and leave you unsatisfied... like a proper fuck toy.

but he’ll make it up to you by taking you shopping and railing you to high heaven😌

i’m not going to edit this 💀

Can I please request smut HCs on Bakugou, Kirishima, and Dabi where their black s/o has to explain what it means to "beat it up" and the results after they understand? 0////0

Beat It Up

Your man slid inside you so slowly that you felt every bump and ridge of your walls being massaged and stretched. It felt amazing and sent languid pleasure humming through your gripping pussy, but it wasn’t enough.

Your brown furrowed in frustration as you squeezed your dark brown legs around Katsuki’s hips and pulled him deeper into you.

“Katsu, please, just stop.”

He did immediately, pulling away to shoot you a worried look.

“What’s wrong, Babe, am I hurting you?”

“I wish,” you muttered. You regretted it immediately.

Your boyfriend’s handsome face frowned up.

“The hell you mean? You want me to hurt you?” He snapped, albeit softer than usual.

“No, no, baby I just...”

You knew what Katsuki was trying to do. Usually when he got home from long missions he preferred to take it slow and make love to you. But after five months without him, you didn’t want slow and easy.

“I want you to beat it up.”

“Haah? Beat it...what...?”

He slid out of you, and sat back. Luckily it didn’t take much for him to catch on.

“Ohhh, ok,” in a matter of seconds, he had you pinned on your stomach while his hard body pressed down into you.

His feral smirk hovered in your face as he rocked his hips against your round ass.

“Daddy’s little freak wanted me to dig in these guts of hers, huh? Look at those cute little pouty lips I love so much.”

Without warning, he pulled all the way out only to slam back into your juicy ass from the back.

“Ah, fu-ah, god, Katsuki!”

He chuckled almost evilly in your ear.

“Don’t run from the dick, baby girl,” he grunted in your ear as he pounded you into the mattress so hard the headboard knocked. “You wanted it like this remember? You wanted daddy to ‘beat it up,’ right?”

You couldn’t formulate words or thoughts as he pummeled your pussy into a gushy mess. Needless to say, he gave you exactly what you wanted all night long.

Eiji’s eyes were rolling back as you bounced up and down on his dick. It felt good to you too. Every roll of your hips made pleasure shoot through your body.

“Fuck, Pebbles, shhhh!” His tight abs flexed as he came inside your heat.

It matched the explosive orgasm you were having. As soon as that moment passed, you and your man were both ready to go again.

“I want you on top, Eiji.” You cooed.

He shot you a sly, boyish grin.

“Say no more, cutie.” Easily, he scooped up your body and pinned you to the bed, wrapping your thighs around his trim waist.

Kirishima eased himself into your pussy steadily, and you moaned. The sound made him hiss in pleasure.

“Like that baby?” He asked, biting your ear.

“Faster, daddy. Harder. Beat this pussy up.”

Your boyfriend paused, shooting you a puzzled look.

“Beat it up?” He chuckled, confused. “That’s new.”

You laughed. “That’s what I want, bae.”

He tilted his head like a confused puppy. It was utterly adorable.

“Uhhh. ‘Fraid I’m not following, sweetness.”

You laced your finger through his red hair. “Let me give you the abridged version. I want you fuck me so hard the headboard breaks.”

Kirishima’s ruby eyes widened, but realization fell over his face quickly.

“Well, in that case, say no more.”

He rammed into your pussy knocking the breath out of you with every slam.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, Eiiii!!!”

“This what you wanted, y/n?” He grunted between thrusts. There was a cockiness in his tone as he taunted you. “Is the headboard knocking hard enough for you, baby? Huh? Huh?”

But you couldn’t answer. You were too busy drooling.

(Lets be real, Dabi fucks with black girls and already knows what ‘beat it up’ means)

Sweat and cum pooled beneath your ass cheeks as Dabi’s dick rocked in and out of your sex. He had you propped up on the kitchen counter as he fucked you slow and deep. His long, curved dick flexed against your tight walls.

“Ughhh god.”

“Yeah, baby girl? Tell me what you want.” He encouraged.

You smirked against his lips, pulling back to shoot him a smoldering look.

“I want you to beat it up, daddy.”

He cocked a pierced brow and smirked back.

“Oh do you?” He chuckled. “Alright then. Just remember, y/n,” he snatched your head back by your kinky curls and whispered; “you asked for this.”

His low growl made you shutter.

Before you could gather your thoughts, Dabi slid out to the tip nice and slow massaging your pussy walls the entire time.

“AHH!”

He slammed into your gushy to the hilt, laughing when you screamed.

“Aha~ fuck yeah, baby girl! That’s what I like to hear.” He replied, smirking at you through his lustful gaze.

His dick pummeled into you so hard it felt like pure pleasure was exploded through your core with every pound. His white pubes brushed your sensitive clit with each stroke.

He felt your flexing cunt pulsing around his big dick and smothering it with your cream, and still he didn’t stop. He loved seeing that beautiful brown skin slick with sweat and your face screwed up in ecstasy for him.

“I wanna hear you talk ya shit, baby.”

“Dabiii-D-Dahhh!”

He nipped your earlobe, tauntingly.

“Remember, y/n,” he practically sang through his deep groans. “You asked for this.”

At that point 🥴🍆⚰️☠️ cause over stimulation and your sucking my clit like a pacy. My soul would of died and gon to heavn

best friend kiri and bakugou having a competition over who eats pussy the best and you “unfortunately” get dragged into it, only for them to overstim you because you just can’t decide on the winner.

I’m eating this tf up bro cause???

how Bakugou just shoves you down on the bed and goes to work on you. Kirishima just watching from the side, kissing your neck and playing with your tits. and when Bakugou finishes, you barely get a moment of reprieve before Kiri is taking his place and sucking at your sensitive clit.

this is so hot. I’m literally in love with this omg I might write more idk idk

🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

Honeymoon [Din Djarin x F!Reader] - **SMUT**

Summary: You’ve been saving your credits for months in order to treat your husband to the surprise honeymoon you both deserve. He’s a little on edge though, despite the luscious, tropical environment he’s surrounded by. So, as his wife, you do everything in your means to get him to relax.

Warnings: unprotected p in v, riding, cockwarming, orgasm denial, cunningless, cum eating, spanking, anal fingering, breeding kink, slight sub!Din if you squint. 18+ only.

Word count: 2600+

Reblogs appreciated. 💙

Beyond The Sea Masterlist

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Marrying Din Djarin was the best decision of your life. 

Standing dead centre in the middle of your hotel suite, your husband had never looked so out of place. The yon orange sunlight seeped through the crack in the voile curtains, and a warm, summer breeze waved gently through your hair. You could tell, even through his beskar Mandalorian helmet, that your husband was completely stricken by the beauty of the great outdoors. Your view from outside the hotel suite was a novelty, for sure. The beach’s water circled around the hotel and pooled outside into a tranquil, turquoise coloured ocean. A distance from your window, but not too far, was a growing jungle of vines and trees, habited by various reptilian animals that were distinct to the planet of Scarif. You couldn’t wait to meet them all.

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Baku in a skirt..😩🥵🥴💦☠️⚰️🥀

Short Fics

Bakugou

Greek Mythology AU

Mommy Kink

Both of you wearing skirts

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

Jesus....

⭐︎・book spine — bakugo k ; drabble

authors note: I saw a really cute blondie at my local bookstore and just knew I needed to write this for bakugo.

content warning: dacryphilia, choking, face fucking, hair pulling, squirting, smut.

Thinking about how bookstore clerk!bakugo helps out a special little customer more than the rest.

You're having trouble reaching a book? He's behind you in a second, his back against yours as his muscled arm stretches above you (probably making fun of your book of choice in the process).

Is there no more copies of the book you're looking for on the shelf? No worries, ‘cause he's leading you to the storage room so you can search through the boxes while he pounds your sex from behind.

Did you drop some change on the ground? Bakugo’s kneeling down and picking it all up for you, eyeing you up your skirt in the process before standing and placing it all in your palm as he peaks down your shirt at your chest.

And when it's just you two in the store, you can guarantee he's gonna take advantage of it.

Face fucking you behind the counter, one fist in your hair as the other wraps tightly around your pretty throat. Watching as salty tears roll down your cheeks.

Fucking you from behind on the floor so fast you think you're dreaming. He's pulling you back by your hair so he can leave marks on your neck and watching as your back arches like a broken book spine.

And he's relishing in how you squirt all over his cock, dirtying his pants and the store's carpet. Maybe he'll have to punish you for making such a mess while he's working.

bookstore clerk!bakugo. <3

Oh my 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

♡︎𝐓𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚♡︎

Day 16 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: he’s always been obsessed with your tits.

Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!

556 words.

Kirishima Eijirou was a “tits over ass any day” kind of man. It seemed as if every ten seconds had him reaching up your shirt to manhandle one of his stressballs.

“They’re just so… Squishy… -a-and soft-”

That’s exactly what your boyfriend said when you asked why he was so enamoured with them. Once deep, scarlet hues are now reduced to a thin ring around wide pupils, and past swollen lips lie sharp teeth that you find yourself wanting embedded into your breasts.

You love his obsession with your breasts. You’re proud of your body, the self love that you’d been teaching yourself rearing it’s head and finding a way to the light. Although, Eijirou, the sweetheart that he is, just loves your breasts because they’re yours.

He lays behind you on the couch while the TV plays a movie that neither of you are really paying all that much attention to. The light illuminates you both, setting the mood in the otherwise dark room, while Kirishima fondles your breast absent mindedly. He’s just doing it for fun - just because it’s there, really, but that doesn’t explain the sudden twitch you feel at your lower back.

Oh.

“Hey babe, what’s up?…

"I want-… I- I want-.… To fuck them…”

Sorry, what?

Surely he doesn’t mean…

“You wanna fuck who, now?”

He just snorts and mumbles into the back of your neck, giving you goosebumps as you feel his chest rumble against your back.

“No, silly… I wanna fuck your tits…”

Huh. Well at least you’re not stunned and confused anymore. Now your just stunned. The idea seems fun, and the thought does bring a familiar heat between your thighs. You just wonder what’s brought this on.

In reality, he’s always fantasized about fucking your tits. It’s the very image that gets him off when you’re not there to help him, but he’s finally got the confidence to ask for it now.

“… Alright. I don’t see why not~”

He’s almost cries at the relief of not being rejected immediately, rolling on top of you before you can say anything against it. Suddenly, your chest is met with cold air as you’re stripped of your shirt, your bare breasts being massaged and pushed together.

He just loves to squeeze and play with them, though he wastes no time unzipping his fly and pushing down his pants. His cock, already at full mast, is an angry red at the tip, leaking precum all over his hand while he moans and shivers, staring at your tits like a man hypnotised.

You slowly push your tits together for him, giving him a teasing smirk as he practically drools, too aroused to be his usual, gentlemanly self. In seconds, he’s kneeling over you with a hungry look in his eyes, pressing his cock between the little valley between your breasts, groaning at the contact. Pleasure shoots up his spine as his head is flung back, his eyes tearing up and his hips rutting shakily.

Each time the little head peaks out from the top of your breasts you reward it with a lick, and he practically falls apart exactly like you wanted him to. He’s never came so quickly in his life, but you don’t mind even as your face and chest is smeared in his spend.

He almost faints.

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Legit! Fuck you, you fucking explosive pomeranian! Love you baku boo but you play too much!!!!!😫😫😫

Y/N’s stretching right? She didn’t expect her man to come in while she’s doing downward dog and lemme tell you, this queen has an arch for dayzzzz that no one knew about!!! Let’s see how Sero, Aizawa, Dabi, and Bakugo react to such a perfect position.

sero

ahh good ol’ downward dog eh?

maybe he’ll give you some downward dog dick

hey why’d you push him away?

“i’m trying to do yoga, i just got into this pose and i have to hold it — wait until i’m finished you damned sex hungry bum.”

he laughed and held his elbow out, throwing out and wrapping his tape around your waist

picking you up and carrying you to the bed with a quickness

dabi

girl what the fuck is you doing?

dabi’s never seen any shit like that

all he sees is, their back is arched and ass is up

you want some dick or something?

“what are you doing? presenting yourself like that where anyone could see?”

“dabi... i’m stretching, please shut the hell up.”

aizawa

he knows what you’re doing

but he wants to spend time with you :(

zawa’ sits down in front of you with his back against the wall

he’s holding the calico cat you adopted to liven the house and she jumps out of his hands onto the arch of your back

“hah, even she knows what’s sexy, think it’s a lesbian cat?”

“shota please.”

bakugou

pfft bakugou is stretching with you

but let’s be real, even with his snatched waist he can’t go all the way down like you’re doing

it pisses him off to the max

he wants to mess up your stretch so he can fix his pride, so he slaps your ass with hot and heavy hands

the sting caused you to yelp and fall down, it had you holding your ass cheek and rolling on the ground

“fuck you!”

🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 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~”