Kiss Me Slowly

neither your alarm clock nor iwaizumi were what woke you up this morning.

instead, what woke you up had been the loud beating of the heavy down-pouring rain from outside hitting against your bedroom window that had caused you to jolt from your slumber. however, it really was a pleasure to see the sight of the sky accompanied by its dim lighting when your eyes fluttered open. and with the curtains not being drawn back yet, still in their state of covering the window, it made your room much darker than normal.

more so, the temperature in your room felt much colder even under the warm sheets that laid on top of you – one thin sheet, a thin duvet, and then a considerably thicker duvet to top it all off. but the comforting man that rested beside you radiated such delightful warmth, that the cold rainy mist weather couldn’t even compare to his loving heat one bit.

just as a guess, it was probably around seven-forty in the morning. you would wake up in the earlier morning hours every wednesday and thursday because of your somewhat unfortunate university class schedules, but at least luckily for you, they were situated through online sites.

thanks to having the online lectures now, you have been able to give yourself a break by staying in bed while listening instead of having to go through the never-ending struggle of trying to find somewhat proper outfits to wear or trying to get to a certain class on time.

you never really knew why you chose to set an alarm for yourself though, because you always ended up waking up before it would ring anyways.

shifting under the covers from your side and onto your back, you reached your hand over to the nightstand and gripped your phone in your hand. bringing it to your face, your eyes squinted heavily at the brightness of the screen when you turned it on. quickly tapping through your apps, you finally opened the clock app and turned off your alarm before it could start going off, then proceeded to slam it back onto your nightstand.

rubbing away at your eyes, you tried to forget the excruciating light of your phone that just ruined your sight before you started to turn your side to lift your legs out of the bed.

yet, before you could completely sit your whole body up, a pair of rough hands reached out to your waist from behind, pulling you back down, and iwaizumi hastily circled his arms around your hips to pull you back against him when he started to feel you leave your warm spot in bed. a small hum of surprise leaves your throat at the feeling of his embracing arms and their tightening grip that seems to increase with every second.

iwaizumi had never been a very deep sleeper, but you didn’t think that with such small movements you made that it would actually alert him even in his exhausted state.

“where do you think you’re going?” a deep grumble left him as he slurred lowly, pulling you back close enough to him, pressing his face into your back and nudging his nose against the nape of your neck.

you lightly patted his hand that sat atop your hip-bone with yours as an uncontainable smile lifted at your lips. turning your head a bit to look over behind your shoulder, you replied, “i’m getting my laptop. i have a class today, haji.”

it took him just a few seconds to process what you had said. considering he couldn’t hear much due to having his face buried against you and your pillow, all he really heard was the words ‘laptop’ and ‘class’. he assumed you were talking about something for your schooling, so he settled for slowly releasing his iron tight grip on you. you sighed silently, sitting up and dropping your bare feet onto the cold hardwood floor, and stepped quietly over to your desk where your laptop was laid and was completely charged.

sitting yourself back on the bed, you brought one of your legs up, sliding it under the covers and bringing the other one along suit. making yourself comfortable, you soon plopped the device on your lap and opened it.

the boy that laid beside you watching your every move squinted his eyes at the bright screen, his face quickly moving to hide inside the junction of his arm. luckily for you, you had turned down the brightness in enough time before he could get the chance to complain about it. as you clicked against the mousepad beneath the keyboard, you navigated your way to the school website and found your assigned lecture link.

iwaizumi listened closely to the clicks of the laptop and your small breaths while keeping his eyes closed.

the rain outside still fell at its heavy pace, coming close to almost drowning out the sounds of your breathing that iwaizumi was listening to in order to remember that you were right beside him. the sounds of your tapping against the laptop were loud compared to the downpour against the bedroom window, but it was only those sounds he could hear the most because he was laying so close to you, meaning he could hear them a lot more clearly.

bringing his head up a bit, he took his face out of the darkness of his inner elbow and peeked an eye open at the screen. a small frown accommodated itself on his face when he saw the text displayed saying to wait for the meeting to start. shifting about in his spot slowly, he shimmied himself closer to you and once again, snuck his arms under yours and around your torso.

you moved yourself a bit to assist with his position, letting him swing his leg behind your laptop and over your legs, allowing his arms to pull your half-sat body closer, and lifting your left arm up for him to move underneath and lay his head on your stomach.

“business class today?” he questioned in a quiet mumble, his voice being muffled between both his drowsiness and the fabric of his oversized shirt that you were wearing over your figure. his eyes were now opened a slight bit, his focus on the loading button that sat in the middle of the screen. a scoff left his mouth, the small good and bad memories of his several school days filling his mind as he snuggled further into your warmth.

you smiled to yourself when you felt him relax against you, his whole body exhaling as he let his awakened state leave himself. his cheek was smushed in the underside of your chest, his skin slightly jutting out with his lips showing a pout and his eyes starting to doze off into a straight line. throwing an arm over his shoulder, you placed your hand into his hair to give it comforting scratches. you giggled lightly when you caught the tight-lipped smile that engulfed him, his eyes arching into two crescent moons.

“mhm, just waiting for the professor to start now.”

“someone must be late then,” he chuckled gradually, his eyes still closed tight. tilting his head further into your tummy, he nuzzled his cheek against it, adjusting his position slightly and then settling down again.

you laughed lightly, fingers still stroking lovingly through his short spiky tresses, almost as if to lure him back into his slumber. helping him fall back asleep was probably the best option anyways. you definitely didn’t want to keep him awake for no reason, especially since on most days he could barely get enough decent sleep as an athletic trainer. all of the days filled with several hours of team practice and training took many tolls on him. a lot of the time you just never bothered to try and spend more time with him because you much rathered making sure that he got enough rest before the practice days for the volleyball championships were going to start.

but being like this, with his arms wrapped around you in all of his soft and sleepy glory, his head buried into your chest making you feel all cozy and warm. there would never be anything more that you could ask for from iwaizumi. even without doing anything imposing or extensive for you, he was giving you so much growing affection that you already felt more than enough joy. and the best part about having the early online classes was being able to see iwaizumi first thing in the morning.

“when is your class?” he asked, breaking the small silence with a low mumble of his voice.

“at seven-forty-five, but the professor for this class is always a bit late.” you answered assuringly, clicking around the site just to make sure that you had pressed on the correct lecture link. “well that’s not good,” he said casually, lifting his chin a bit to press it on your stomach and look towards the window, “being late is supposed to be a big no-no.”

“maybe they are just having technical difficulties today, you know how long those can take to fix. cut them some slack haji.”

“but still,” he whined, curling himself against you with furrowed brows and his lips jutted out even further than before. “i’m just being bitter. we’re supposed to be sleeping right now, so why did your schedule have to ruin that.”

“don’t worry honey, the class will be over in no time and then i will be able to cuddle you back to sleep,” you said after releasing a dry laugh, “i promise.”

he grunted in ignorance at you, even though he really loved the idea. from the looks that he was getting from the weather outside, he could only think of ways to persuade you into staying in bed for the whole day and just ordering take-out. just the simple thought of being in bed with food and your favourite shows all day sounded like the ultimate heaven to him.

and of course, not to mention the fact that he could finally spend some quality time with you after his extremely conflicting training schedules. brief calls and texts, the small cheek kisses he would receive whenever he had to take a quick leave to the practice gymnasium, all the times he wished to stay in bed with you but had to leave in the early hours before you would awaken. all of it was not sufficient enough for his needs and wants for your love and affection.

“how long will your class be?” he asked plainly. “about thirty minutes at most,” you replied, causing him to let out a grumble from his throat.

“but that’s so long.”

“then you’ll just have to wait.” you said casually. the screen on your laptop started to change, prompting you to unmute your microphone. you immediately clicked on the option and the lecture started to load. before it could open, you spoke. “the class is starting now. just go to sleep and i’ll join you when it’s over.”

iwaizumi scoffed lightly, casting a dark glance to the screen before he closed his eyes again. he pressed his ear as close to your chest as he could and tried to focus on your steady heartbeat.

his arms curled softly around your torso, and his eyes started to droop. he knew he could easily fall asleep like this forever. he always did already anyways.

( Source )

i need more of this

and katsuki’s a bitch. he jokingly mocks y/n’s moans after their done.

“you know our neighbors are gonna file a complain about you right?”

“katsuki?!!? why?? what did i do????”

“ahhh— oh my god! fuck! katsuki! fuck that’s so good! ahhh! i’m gonna—”

“i hate you”

does it with all his body weight on you and kissing up your neck. he smells like you and it’s making you feel woozy. hand on your waist to hold you tight close to him and he’s so equally cute and annoying.

this is so adorable 🥺 i want to be loved like this

Kaminari watched with a quirked brow as you walked straight into the common room and plopped right down next to Bakugou, who opened his arm to allow you to curl into his side.

Sure, it amazed him that Bakugou even had the means to score a partner, let alone one would could just come in and plop next to him, interrupting whatever game he was playing on his switch, but…

Kaminari was moreso interested in whatever you two were doing than thinking about the other complexities of your relationship.

“What do you want?” Bakugou asks, his nose burying in your hair.

“Hngg.”

Bleach blonde eyebrows furrow in frustration, “you do realize it’s almost 10 pm, right? I’m not doing that.”

“Mmmnn!” You push your head against his shoulder, and he snarls at you.

“Don’t you ‘mmmnn’ me! It’s fuckin’ dark out.”

“Do you have any lick of a clue what the hell is going on?” Kaminari whispers, a hand covering his mouth in an attempt to keep his question between himself and Kirishima. Kirishima tips his head as he watches you and Bakugou… talk? to each other on the loveseat just feet away.

“Honestly man,” the redhead sighs, tipping his head in thought. “No idea.”

“You want Aizawa to kill me?” Bakugou mumbles, gently rubbing your arm with his thumb. “Dumbass. Because he will.”

“Hmph..”

“Yeah, I should’ve expected you to say that.”

“Say what?” Kaminari whispers, the pitch turning into a whine, gentle fingers tugging at Kirishima’s tee-shirt. Kirishima shrugs and continues to watch the… conversation.

“Come on,” Bakugou pleads, “can’t I just give you some of my chips? I’ll take ya to get some snacks tomorrow, I promise-“

“Mmmmnnnn…”

Bakugou groans and tips his head back, blinking up at the ceiling as if trying to work up some strength. “Hey, idiots,” he grumbles, making the two of his friends tense up in fear; Kaminari visibly trembles, he hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, he just really wanted to know if you were okay-

“What time does that stupid convenience store close for the night?” The blonde asks, and Kirishima watches as your lips, peeking from Bakugou’s neck, curl up into a smile.

Kirishima shrugs, “I… think they’re 24 hours. Or at least open until real late. I think they stop making food at 1 am though.”

Bakugou groans. Kaminari sees you stifle your giggles, your fingers curling on his shirt. You grunt again, and Bakugou rolls his eyes.

“Fucking- fine.” He turns back to his friends with a snarled lip. “You dickheads want anything?”

“Uh…” Kaminari begins. “I’ll… take a strawberry juice, if you’re offering.”

“I’m not, but my insignificant other is.”

Kirishima chuckles, “I’ll take an egg roll. Thanks man.”

Bakugou gives a subtle nod and turns his head back down to you, “you’re coming with me-“

“Mmmnnnn…”

“Oh hell no!” He barks. “If I go down, you’re coming with me, you shitfuck!”

Once again, you laugh into his neck, and even if kaminari and kirishima don’t understand the dynamic, it feels good to see Bakugou smirk in your hair and nuzzle into you.

“Mmmuvyounnn.”

“Yeah yeah… love you, too, or something.”

💧 Lactation Kink 💧

EXPLICIT - MINORS DNI

Content + Warnings: Drinking breast milk, masturbation, male orgasm, fem!reader, reader referred to as “mama” and “baby”

Word Count: 528

a/n: @fairyfuyu this is your doing…

AIZAWA!!! Kirishima, Bakugou, Taishiro, Toshinori, DAICHI, Hinata, Nishinoya, Bokuto, Atsumu, GOJO, Nanami, Toji, MIKEY, Baji

It drips out the corners of his mouth, thin white liquid trickling down his chin and falling messily to the floor below.

His eyes are closed and his ears are ringing from the sheer pleasure he feels right now, your warm milk coating his tongue and soothing his throat as he swallows gulp after gulp. He barely registers that you just asked him a question, hardly able to open his eyes and blink up at you as if he’s staring at an angel.

He hums in question, needing you to repeat yourself, but you can’t. Staring down at pupils so dilated they’re completely black - the eyes of a man starved.

Your lips part and your jaw drops open, letting out a breathy moan as his teeth drag at your puffy teet, tugging on your nipple and causing even more milk to rush out.

He tries to swallow it all, but just can’t. Instead parting his lips and letting all of it flow down his bare chest, gathering at the base of his cock.

He looks down to watch as your precious milk starts to coat his cock, dripping all the way down the shaft to his tip. It twitches - throbs - and leaks precum in an even bigger puddle on the floor. His hands are still massaging your sore breasts, making even more squirt out, hitting him in the face and drenching him completely.

“Fuck–“ he huffs, hardly able to form any words at this point, “Your fuck’n tits, mama–“

He greedily wraps his lips around the other, neglected teet, sucking harder than before like he’s become impatient.

“Need it. Fuck’n need it.” It’s a growl. A possessive demand for every last goddamn drop.

You watch as he drops a hand to his cock, stroking himself only a few times before he starts bucking his hips into his fist.

“Fuck. Not enough. Not fuck’n enough baby!” He sucks as much of your sweet sweet milk into his mouth as he can, before tearing himself away from your swollen tits and lowering his head over his own lap. His lips purse, and a steady stream of breast milk falls from his tongue right onto his cock.

It coats it completely: so warm and slick, making his fist glide along his shaft with an obscene squelch that fills both your ears.

“Agh– hnng yes– fuck yes– right fuck’n there–“ he grunts with every thrust, fucking his own fist like his life depends on it. Like he’s never been so desperate to cum before now.

He stares up at you like he’s tortured by the pleasure, tears wetting his lash line, mouth agape with sinful moans spilling out, and remnants of your newborn baby’s nutrients covering his entire face.

With one more thrust, he cums. Thick ropes shooting from his tip to join the pool of fluids beneath him, each one seemingly longer than the last, until nothing more than a few drops leave his tip.

He looks up at you completely wrecked. Messy chest heaving and spent cock bobbing between his thighs, soaking in the puddle he’s created, defeated and utterly satisfied.

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NEED I SAY MORE???

update guys it’s 1 am and i woke up cause i was ABSOLUTELY DYING

i need more of this

and katsuki’s a bitch. he jokingly mocks y/n’s moans after their done.

“you know our neighbors are gonna file a complain about you right?”

“katsuki?!!? why?? what did i do????”

“ahhh— oh my god! fuck! katsuki! fuck that’s so good! ahhh! i’m gonna—”

“i hate you”

does it with all his body weight on you and kissing up your neck. he smells like you and it’s making you feel woozy. hand on your waist to hold you tight close to him and he’s so equally cute and annoying.