Natanielkovack - Borderline Sane

𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝘾𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧

word count: 3.2k

mentions of: yeah its just sex,, uhhhh ya get together at the end but it’s pretty vanilla and i think this might be one of my fav writings for iida so far ehehehe this story was so fun to make. I plan on making a pt.3 and I’m going to postttt soon idk :P

part one

moodboard here!

You tied a cute bow in the belt of your robe once more, walking over to him and fixing the glasses on his oh so cherry red face. “Tenya..?” You ask, sitting on the side of the table next to him. You glance down at the sketch, seeing how far he had actually gotten. It was pretty impressive for someone who is a beginner when it comes to realism, or art itself really. “Do you want some help?”

His jaw was slack, staring up at you now that you were so much closer. Whatever perfume you had on almost made him faint, and there was nothing he could really formulate besides a very quiet, “Ex..excuse me?”

“I said, Do you want some help..?” You tease, leaning down so your faces were only a few inches from each other. You reach for his tie, slowly sliding your hand down his chest. “I wouldn't want you to fail just because your model was a distraction..” You lean closer, gripping the end of his tie as ruby eyes glancing down at your pretty plump lips.

Did you mean help help him, or draw it yourself? There was no way he was reading into this wrong, right? Did you see his hard-on the whole time?? He gave a long blink, trying to keep his head on straight. “I w..would love-” Before he could finish the sentence, you tug on the tie and press your lips against his. He melted into you, hands placing themselves onto your hips softly almost as if you’d break if he did touch you.

He had yearned for this for so long. There was no way you felt this way all this time and he never picked up on it. The thought only made him deepen the kiss, his hands moving to hold your face in his palms. You let his tie go with a smile, giggling at his eagerness to kiss you back. You place your hands on his shoulder, feeling him stand but refusing to let his lips leave yours. It felt like fireworks were going off around the two of you, only pulling away when you both needed the air.

Tenya was once again standing with crooked glasses, red faced, and this time slightly out of breath. “Y/n I.. Why didn’t.. How did I not..” He panted, after what was only a few seconds, he crashed his lips against yours before you could even respond to his stuttering. You whimpered in response, attempting to untie the tie the best you could with your eyes closed. He helped you, loosening it and letting his hands tangle themselves behind your head and into the kitchen of your hair the best he could. He just wanted you closer. Closer than he already was.

You pull away from him, feverishly leaving kissing along his sharp jawline. He sighed, hands going back to your waist patiently. He rubbed your sides up and down as you kissed down his neck, letting out a breathless whine at the missing feeling of your warm lips against his.

“Why haven't we ever k..kissed before now if this is how you ..f-felt..” He sucked in a sharp gasp once you kissed the right side of his neck. Bingo. You bit down on that spot listening to him groan in your ear, gripping your hips a little harder.

You open your legs slightly so he can stand between them, his body involuntarily pulling you towards the edge as he takes the step towards you. “Because I can't lose you.. I never thought you'd feel the same..” You mumble against his skin, leaving open mouthed kisses down to his collar before unbuttoning it.

You could feel the hard-on poke at your thigh, tauntingly moving to grind against him. After all, the silk of your robe was the only thing keeping him from well.. you. He ached, looking down at you with an almost heartbroken look in his eyes.

“Of course I do, I have wanted you for a very long time.. I know I can treat you better than anyone else out there y/n. It hurts so bad when you'd find someone else more interesting than me. I thought I was too..” He paused for a second, groaning as he grinded against you subconsciously. “A square, if you will.” He chuckled nervously at the admission, feeling you nipping at the most sensitive part of his neck as he let out soft moans and grumbles.

You pull away to look at him, fixing his glasses from earlier with a small giggle. “There's nothing wrong with liking books, or wanting to follow the rules..” Manicured hand began to unbutton his collar and down his shirt.

“And I just never thought you'd go for someone like me. I assumed you'd want a shy girl or somthin’.. I guess we really did make an ass out of u and me.” You tease, giggling once more at your own play on words. You stopped about halfway down his shirt unless this was too much. You didn't wanna be too pushy but God did you want to see those abs.

He let out a small laugh as well, staring down at your gorgeous lips. “I would have told you a lonnnng time ago, y/n. I'm sorry I didn't–” He started, feeling your finger press against his lips to stop him.

“We know now, don't we? Now we move forward.” You wrap your legs around his waist, watching him nod until you move your finger away. “How about I finally help you?” You run a hand down his chest, watching him shudder at the feeling of your acrylics.

He leaned over you, hands moving onto the table rather than on your hips. “If we're going to do anything, I want to do it the right way..” You wanted to pout at his response. He was right, being caught would be absolutely terrible for the both of you. I guess it wouldn't hurt to go back to one of your apartments and finish? Ugh but then the mood is different..

As the gears in your brain worked, Tenya still mindless pressing against you, began kissing you once more. You smile, coconut colored eyes following as he kisses your neck. This time looking for you to gasp or make some sort of noise. His lips smirked against your skin, kissing down to your shoulder and moving the robe off of it. He bit right between your neck and shoulder, causing you to squeal and grip onto his shirt.

Your eyes fluttered, feeling him kiss down to your collarbone. He guided a hand to unbutton the rest of his shirt, the other going back to resting on your waist. He made sure to kiss down the valley of your breasts, not breaking eye contact with you once had he looked up.

“May I?” He motioned to the robe, watching you quickly shrug the silk off of your other shoulder and pulling the tie of your belt. All he needed was to open it up completely. He chuckled at your quickness, letting it pull around your legs once again. He made sure to kiss both of your boobs, finishing with the unbuttoning of his shirt. He used that hand to pinch at your nip, putting the other in his mouth to suck on.

You arch your back into his touch, whimpering as you squeezed your legs around him in response. You could feel him smile, swapping to give your girls equal attention. He felt you buck at such simple actions, kissing down your navel and to where your robe pooled.

“You sound so sweet.. I need to taste you. Wouldn't be gentlemanly of me to go first baby,” You melted at the name, nodding hurriedly. He smiled, going onto his knees and scooping his arms under your knees. He pulled you to the edge, watching you jolt in surprise. You could feel your heart beating in more places than one. The entire time the only thing that had been covering you up was that flimsy piece of silk which he finally moved out of the way, staring down at you for a moment.

This obviously wasn’t the first time he’s been in a sexual situation, but he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. You were so stunning.. ethereal even. He really didn’t mean to stare, not wanting you to think something was wrong or he was too scared. Just very much in love with the look of you. He finally breaks concentration, looking up at you with a small smile. “You promise this is okay?” He wanted to double check just in case you saw him as he saw himself.. God forbid you did.

“I promise.” You put your pinky out, watching him move his hand from your thigh to interlock his pinky with yours. Without any hesitation, he shoved his glasses up and opened your legs wider. He kissed your clit before starting to suck on it, crimson eyes staring up at you to see what he was doing well vs what you didn’t like as much. Your breathing hitched, hand going to take the glasses and set them on the table so you could grip onto his hair the correct way. You rut your hips towards him, staring down in awe.

He couldn’t help but stare back up at you, strong hands keeping your thighs pressed against his shoulders despite your involuntarily squirming. He swirled his tongue around your bundle of nerves, hands gripping onto your thighs so he could be as close as possible. You tasted so sweet. Damn near sweeter than fruit, only making him want more. Flattening his tongue against you and going back to giving your sensitive spot hell.

You pulled at his navy blue hair, hands gripping onto him as you rode yourself against his tongue. Stuttering out praises through pants and moans, “Ffffuck.. tenya-ah!~” You squeak out, thighs beginning to shake from wanting to close. He slithered a hand from your thigh, teasingly tracing his index finger around your entrance. “Don’t t..tease me!” You leaned forward, hair falling around your shoulders as you looked down at him.

“Please please pl-ngh~!” Your begging was stopped by the feeling of two thick fingers sliding into you as he swirled his tongue around your clit some more. He made sure to curl them, feeling you clench around his fingers drove him insane. Thrusting his fingers into you even faster than his tongue was moving. You could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, the knot in your stomach starting to tighten. You couldn’t keep quiet even if you really wanted to. You were on another planet.

The face you made when you came could only be described as angelic to iida, he watched as you came undone around his lips. You laid your back against the table as he lapped it up. Almost liked someone dying of dehydration. He slowed his fingers down, sliding them out of you to lick his fingers clean. He lightly placed your legs back onto the table. “You taste divine, you know that?” He asked, unbuckling his belt and tossing his wallet on the table.

You blink up at him, panting and giggling. “I know now,” You stared up at him, messy haired and mouth wet as lustful but loving eyes stared down at you. You took a mental picture, biting your lip to hold back your happy giggles. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, sliding the belt off and placing it on the chair behind him. “Let me,” You lean forward, unbuttoning his dress pants hurriedly and unzipping them. It ached being hard for so long, but as many times as he’s imagined this to play out, he was always going to make you feel good first.

“I need you, y/n..” He admitted almost in a whisper, reaching for his glasses so he could actually see you. You tug his pants down, letting out a small laugh to yourself at the red checkered underwear he wore before pulling them down as well. You assumed he’d be big, the man is 6 foot and built like a fucking unit.

What you weren’t expecting was for it to spring right in front of your face. There’s no way that can.. Well, Doesn’t matter if it fits or not. No way you’d miss the opportunity. He let out a chuckle, assumingly at your wide eyes.

“You have me,” You smile up at him with half lidded eyes, changing your expression quickly so you werent the one looking like a deer in headlights. You grab his cock with manicured nails, licking the precum from his tip before siding as much as you could into your throat.

His breath hitched, a small groan leaving his lips. “No sweetheart, I mean I need you. As much as.. I’d l..love you to,” He let out a breathless sigh filled with pleasure, head tilting back.

“Keep.. feeling your mouth, I need you. Awfully bad, I might a..add.” He struggled to speak, moans escaping his lips as he felt you take him completely down your throat for a moment. You pulled away with a pop, smiling up at him.

“Whatever you want, sir..” You tease, sitting up and putting your hands on his shoulders, slowly sliding them to his neck to cup his face. “Give me a few more kisses, huh mister?” You didn’t even have time to lean up, feeling his lips desperately go back to yours. You tangle your hands in his messy hair once more, feeling him lay you down gently.

He pulled your legs to the edge once more, listening to the squeak you let out as he subconsciously manhandled you. He looks over to the wallet he tossed on the table earlier, opening it to fish for a condom that he always carried around. Not that he ever thought he’d really use it.

“You don’t need one,” You see him quickly look at you as if you were insane, vermillion eyes studying your face. “I’m serious! If worse comes to worse I’ll stop by the pharmacy. I want us both to actually feel it..” You sit up once more, pretty brown eyes staring up at him pleadingly. You place a hand on his arm, which was enough for him to go standing right back in front of you.

“Are you sure, y/n? Absolutely positive?” He asked carefully, cock twitching at the cold air of the room. The snow from the skylight had covered it so much the room was practically black if it weren’t for the very dim but few lights in the room. You nod, giving him a reassuring kiss on the cheek.

“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it,” You smile, laying back down. Big hands gripped your hips as he lined himself up to you, staring down at your sensitive bud for a moment before slowly sliding the tip into you. You whimper, gasping and letting your eyes roll back as he slid what you could take into you. You felt full, eyes trying to focus on the man in front of you.

“Fuck..” He muttered, leaning over you and kissing up from your collarbone to your neck, holding you close as he started to move gently into you. He knew he was big, and he didn’t plan on hurting you. he wanted it to be the best experience you’ve ever had.. despite the uncommon location. You hug him quickly, whining out and pressing your face into his shoulder. It couldn’t get closer than this.. Or so you thought, feeling him slowly start to fuck you open and press against that spot. Tears well in the corners of your eyes, gasping and biting the pain into his shoulder.

He hissed, making sure to go as slow as his mind and body would let him. He needed to see you completely undone, but your comfortability and adjusting to it would come first. “It’s okay sweetheart, ‘m right here. I got you. “ He whispered into your ear, nipping at your lobe with a small smile. You could hear how passionate he was in his voice, letting your legs wrap around him once more.

After a few more slow thrusts into you, you move from his shoulder and whisper back. “F..Fuck me like you mean it, Ten. I can take i..it.” You mewled out, feeling him kiss from your cheek to your lips before slamming into you. You squeaked, having trouble trying to kiss back. You couldn’t quiet down even if you wanted to. Your nails grab at his back, lightly scratching so you didn’t rip his skin open. Shit, fucking you like this you might not be able to stop yourself.

He shuddered at the feeling, pulling away from your lips to leave open mouthed kisses against your neck. You bite your lip hard, you didn’t know what time it was but you knew there were still people in the building. He slid his hands up to your back, letting his hands hold onto your shoulders from underneath you to keep you still while he fucked your brains out.

You were seeing stars, biting and leaving hickeys all over him to muffle yourself. He gritted his teeth, glancing down at you through foggy glasses. “You take it so good, honey.. Need..Need you like this all the time.” He huffed out, letting out another breathless chuckle at your fucked out expression. “Can I have you?”

Broken sobs of pleasure was really all you could give in return, nodding as quick as you could before kissing him once again. He smiled against your lips, letting a hand slide down to your clit. He only thumbed over it a few times before you came, legs squeezing tighter against his torso. He pulled his hand away, moving both of them back to your hips. He was obviously close too, but it felt so good he wasn’t sure he could pull out exactly in time.

“G-Gotta let me pull out, honey..” You shake your head no, burying your face into his skin once again. “Need.. need to feel.. In me– cum in me.” He began to slow down, trying to think through racing thoughts and how good you felt around him. It wasn't much time to make the decision and professionalism was already out the window at this point. “P.. Please- please tenya~?” You cry out, hugging close to him. If that’s what you wanted, he was going to oblige.

He gave a couple more thrusts, cumming into you and holding you close. Once you pulled away enough, he left peppered kisses amongst your neck and jaw.

You smile, sighing out tiredly before giving him a few kisses on his poor red lips. “You are my favorite human being on the planet,” You huff out, trying to continue but your thoughts were a bit scrambled. “I’m yours. For as long as you want me.”

He quickly responded, kissing your cheek in conformation. “Forever. I want you to be mine.. Forever.” He was sweaty, hair sticking to his forehead and still out of breath himself. His face was red, eyes hanging low from both tiredness and wonderment.

You giggle at his response, taking his glasses and cleaning them with the silk of the robe that was under you.

“Forever it is.”

© if you like what you see please reblog! It means a lot! Want more? Heres my m.list! I write for x black reader so throw me some requests :P my other account are icons and x black reader moodboards if you’re interested!

ALSO ALSO special thank you @urfriendlywriter for some of the smut ideas and the vocabulary, it helped better than fighting a thesaurus lol

thank you @thecutestgrotto and @arlerts-angel for the banners and thank you @fizzintine for coloring the top photo!

have a good day/night/whatever!

Tenya iida and his wife?? Superrrr domestic??? with a cherry on top?? 🫰

hi hi !! wow ive never written for iida before but here goes nothing !!

tenya isnt one to sit still. he would much rather be in the gym or further enriching himself to live up to the name ingenium. but on nights like these, he doesnt mind sitting still for you.

on nights like these, when youre tucked away sweetly under his arm, and he can feel your slow, steady breaths fan across his bare chest, his restlessness is quelled. he isnt sure whats playing on the tv in the dimly lit living room of your home, as hes far more invested in memorizing the shape of your bodies that lie at ease on the plush couch. his hand strokes gently through your hair, and he notes the faint scent of your shampoo. his gaze flickers down to the bridge of your nose, admiring the way it slopes, before flitting to watch in awe as your eyelashes beat softly against your cheek with every blink you take.

your pretty gaze flutters up to meet with him, and his breath catches in his throat.

beautiful, he thinks. stunning.

your eyelashes bat once more.

its only then that tenya realizes youre saying something, and a flush creeps along his cheeks out of shame.

“tenya, are you even listening?”

he stammers an apology, rapidly going on about how dishonorable it is of him to lose focus on your shared show, and something about how he must focus on bettering himself for you.

you cant help the small smile tugging at the corners of your lips, and you quiet his incessant apologies with a kiss. the faint smell of lubricant and fuel stings at your nostrils, but is easily forgotten when a deft hand caresses the back of your neck, pulling you in deeper.

youll have to catch up on the show later.

requests are open

Down, boy!!!

Loooong day

thinking abt unofficialbf!katsuki

unofficialbf!katsuki who's abrasive and rude and loud until you're near him. he almost instantly sizzles down

unofficialbf!katsuki who proudly declared you as "his" when you were 4 after you accepted his bouquet of dandelions and its kind of just stuck since then

unofficialbf!katsuki who, after that, began proudly holding your hand and marching around with you. at some point, it just became a habit for him to reach for your hand, continuing even as you got older

unofficialbf!katsuki who still apologizes to you the same way as when you two were kids. he holds your hand and looks away as he mutters "'m sorry.." with rosy cheeks. when he really messes up, he'll bury his nose into your neck and hold you close and whisper a genuine apology into your ear. he'll struggle for the right words and get super flustered, but you know hes trying!!

unofficialbf!katsuki who, for as long as izuku could remember, has been a package deal with you

unofficialbf!katsuki who is practically inseparable from you. like youre not hugging in class or anything but theres just this unnecessary proximity with you guys? you're always just unexplainably close for no reason

unofficialbf!katsuki who carries your bag everywhere. he complains that you "can't even carry your own damn bags!!" but would never let you carry them

unofficialbf!katsuki! who beats his friends up for being stupid when they don’t understand something he’s teaching them, but is so gentle when teaching you. he gets real close and talks in this low rumbly voice that’s just SO HOT

unofficialbf!katsuki whos an asshole to everyone but you

unofficialbf!katsuki who, despite being unnaturally nice to you and finds it hard to be/stay mad at you, gets really genuinely angry when you get reckless when fighting. the only times hes ever really yelled at you for real were when you put yourself in danger

unofficialbf!katsuki who doesnt care if mineta and kaminari ogle the other girls but would blow them up if they so much as laid an eye on you

unofficialbf!katsuki who tries to hide the way his eyes soften whenever you talk

unofficialbf!katsuki who, due to your childhood marriage/relationship/idk-its-complicated, is really comfortable with touching you. he would never let any of those other extras touch him, but he never hesitates to grasp your hand when you're scared, grab your waist to pull you in when he just wants you closer, or even pull you into his lap (in private) to cuddle. he has no problem manhandling you and throwing you over his shoulder or even carrying you bride-style when he's reaaally feeling confident. when you sit next to each other, his hands easily find your thigh almost subconsciously to rub his thumb over it soothingly

unofficialbf!katsuki who you've been having tickle fights with since you were little! he would never DARE hit you like he would those other losers, so he tickles you when he thinks you're being annoying. he knows all of your ticklish spots and still uses it against you when he thinks you're being bratty (or when he just wants to hear you laugh, but he'd die before he admits it)

unofficialbf!katsuki who LOVES cuddling with you! (would never admit it) you get all loud and fussy sometimes (no one is allowed to sass him other than you) so he just pulls you close to his chest and drags his fingertips up and down your back in the way he knows you like. he loves how it gets you all quiet and sleepy and clingy in a matter of minutes. he wonders if you notice the way that after just a couple minutes, your speech starts to slur and you bury your face into his chest or neck. (he does. he notices.)

unofficialbf!katsuki who you've been cuddling since you were kids so it just sort of continued as you two got older? you've known him for forever, so it never felt weird or anything. its just oddly natural? mitsuki has photos of you two cuddling from ages like 4-now.

speaking of mitsuki!! she absolutely ADORES you and unofficialbf!katsuki HATES it! he always mutters about how she likes you more than him whenever you come over, which is like everyday, which she always affirms happily. calls you "my sweet y/n-chan," "sweetheart," "dear," "lovely," and of course "my future daughter-in-law." (katsuki always tells her to "SHUT UP, OLD HAG" with bright red cheeks)

unofficialbf!katsuki whose grumpy moods and grumbles are easily halted by you running your hands through his blond spikes, which always turns him into putty in your hands

unofficialbf!katsuki who always has you in his dorm. he has this thing about nobody, not sero or denki or even kirishima being allowed in his bed when they hangout, but he lets you with no problem. in fact, he's the one who drags you into his bed with him.

unofficialbf!katsuki whose classmates have literally placed bets on when his balls will drop and he'll make you his official girlfriend (he cursed them out and blew stuff up when he found out)

can you tell im a sucker for the just friends/unofficial bf trope...

what now

I’ve been on a block for like decades basically and this one is the most finished one out of all the wips… request are open! Maybe I’ll poop out a cover art or scene art for it :3 also working on like (my version of Iida) hc both sfw and nsfw

anywho

First I’d like to point out about the skirt that she is wearing is like a maxi skirt, not a short one

they’ve finally started dating! But now it’s a little awkward with the physical affection and don’t know how to bring it up…maybe a sleepover will help?

They both didn’t realize how much time had passed as they have been hanging out nearly all day. “Oh wow, look at the time!” she exclaimed, as she stared down at her phone.

“Oh, I suppose it is late.” Iida agreed, realizing the sky turned dark long ago. “I reckon it’s too late to go home at an hour like this…” he muttered. 

“It’s okay, I’ll ask Hunnie if-”

“Or.” Iida interrupted, “How about you spend the night.” he stated.

“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to cause any trouble.”

“Nonsense! Besides, my parents enjoy your company, they don’t mind!” he exclaimed. “You can stay in my room, and I’ll stay in the living room,” he instructed. He looked at her–she began to fidget with her hand, her eyes darting around the room out of nervousness. She finally spoke up.

“Do you…have to?” she said in a soft shy voice. Her face was red, as she avoided eye contact from him.

“Zelda, are you insinuating that I stay here with you?!” his face is equally as red as hers. She nodded to confirm. He took a deep breath in, “Okay, do you…need anything?” he gently said. She shook her head,

“No, I can rest with what I have.” she stammered. 

“I’ll give you some privacy then, and I’ll be in the other room” he said with a tender voice before closing the door behind him. She sighed as he closed the door, this is the first time they spent the night together. Zelda feels bad for taking things slow, although they've known each other for years–the thought of anything else intimate made her a bit wary. She really likes him, this in itself will be a boundary she needs to overcome. An easy step, just falling asleep together…what could go wrong? She began to undress, she wore something simple–off the shoulder t-shirt, with a skirt. She removed her shirt, leaving her in a low cut rather short tank top, exposing both her stomach and sternum. She kept her skirt on, as she was the type to NOT wear shorts under. A soft knock was heard.

“Come in” she said softly, he peeked his head in before entering. He smiled a bit, as she shyly sat on the edge of the bed. 

“Are you comfortable sleeping in that?” he said with a smile referring to the skirt. 

“Y-yes! It's just…” her face flushed red, her hands folded on her lap. “I don’t…wear shorts…” her voice almost in a whisper. 

“I-I see.” he stuttered, “that's okay, do as you please on your comfort level!” he assured her. As much as he wanted to tell her, even beg her to take it off–but he has half a brain to keep it to himself. 

“I do feel comfortable removing them, I just don’t know if you would feel the same…”  she explained. 

YES YES YES he thought to himself, he cleared his throat. “Ye-yes! I am okay with it.” he stated. She gave a sweet smile before nodding, her thumbs hooking onto the elastic of the skirt slowly bringing it down. He tried not to watch, but inevitably failed as he tried to focus on the wall, but his eyes kept wandering back. He didn’t know whether it was okay to look or not. He took a seat on the bed as he removed his glasses, setting them on the nightstand, turning the light off in the process. The moonlight came in enough to light up the room. He pulled the cover back, scooting in to lay down. She stood by the bed, extremely nervous for being so close to him. But she finally followed suit. Both flat-backed staring up at the ceiling, she looked over to him, “I’m sorry, I am just really nervous” she laughed out a bit, he couldn’t help, but to smile as well. 

“I’m glad it isn’t just me” he said as he turned to look at her, both now on their sides to look at one another. His eyes lingered on her lips for a bit. 

“Tenya, I’m happy that you want to spend the night together…” she said in a whisper. Her hand reached for his to hold it. His grip tightened.

“Me too, Zelda.” his tone matching hers. He brought himself closer to her, his arm wrapping around her bringing her into an embrace. She smiled as she felt comfort in his warmth. They continued to converse about sweet nothings, family, newest hobby, friends. The night ended with them drifting off to sleep with her as a little spoon. And his arm around her holding her close to him.

She didn’t realize when they fell asleep, but when she woke it was still dark out. It’s a habit to wake up, and to shift positions. Iida’s arm wrapped tightly around her, his breath heavy on her nape. Then thrust.

Her eyes widened as she felt something hard push against her backside. A hand gripping onto her side, it didn’t take long to realize it was Iida grinding against her in his sleep. She was frozen and unsure what to do, his heavy panting and his intermittent grunts by her ear made her blush. She felt guilty for feeling her core ache as he continued. I wonder what he is dreaming about…

She thought to herself, but the more she thought about it the more embarrassed she got, and surely he would too…

Her hand moved to loosen his grip, slowly pulling her body away from his–shifting herself to sit up. Her finger poking his shoulder, “Tenya…” she said in a whisper. Her palm and fingers gripped onto his shoulder, as she gently nudged him a bit more. His eyes fluttered open, he hummed. Looking up to see Zelda looking down at him, her hand reached out still on his shoulder. 

“Is everything okay?” he muttered, her face turned red. 

“Well yes, but…” she turned to look away from him, her finger pointing. His eyes followed to where she was pointing, Iida’s head began to look down now realizing his…problem. His face turned red, as he was quick to sit up grabbing onto a pillow to cover his lower region. “I’m sorry! I didn’t want you to get embarrassed! Especially if you…finished.” she said rather quickly. 

“No. I apologize, Zelda. You must feel so disgusted by something so perverse!” he said with haste. She shook her head at this statement. 

“N-no!” she said in a cautious voice, she moved closer to him. Her hand was holding onto his wrist. She took a deep breath in, “I was wondering…what were you thinking of?” her face red as she looked down out of embarrassment.

“I-I.” he paused, as he began to stumble over his words. “You. Us. Together.” he blurted. 

“What were we doing…?” 

“Zelda, you don’t have to ask those kind of questions”

“But I want to know.”

“You do? You don’t think it's perverted?”

“No, I just…” she paused, debating on whether or not to out herself–but it would make the situation better, he would feel less alone. 

“Just what?”

“I really like you, and I think about you sometimes…in that way.” she said shyly. “And I’ve been wondering, if you do too. So I want to know–what were you dreaming?” she admitted. He shifted a bit awkwardly, turning his head away so as to not look at her. He already felt shameful for admitting his lustful thoughts about her, but him going into detail about it made him feel…

A bit relieved. It took a while to muster the courage to talk but finally, he began to speak. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at his hand.

“I was on top of you, with me between your legs. We were kissing, and you…” he paused, feeling himself get more excited as he thought about it. 

“And I, what?” she urged him to continue.

“You kept pressing yourself against me, your hands touching me in a way that excited me” he confessed. She shifted herself to move closer to him, her fingers tracing the pillow. It grew quiet, as he watched her hand move closer to his.

“Can I feel it?” she muttered.

“What!?” he exclaimed, his face turning redder as he stared at her. “You want t-to..?!” (it being his penits) he couldn’t even finish his sentence as he heard her request. She nodded her head to confirm, he looked at her a moment longer as he clenched onto the pillow. Her face soft, her expression sweet and gentle…curious.

 Slowly, his hand began easing off the pillow. She removed it from his lap. She looked down at the prominent outline. Her small hand placed on his thigh, her light touches made him shiver as she slowly inched closer to feel his clothed length. He twitched, as her hand began to move against it. His pelvis gently jerked up against her hand as she continued. She looked up at him, and he was focused on her hand. His breathing is getting heavy once again. 

“Can you tell me more…” she whispered as she looked up at him under her eyelashes. He bit his lip, and gave a nod.

“you…I’ve been thinking about you everyday. Wanting to hear you, wanting to see your naked body. Wanting to feel you against me. Wanting to kiss you more explicitly” he gulped, “and today…I wanted to touch you inappropriately. For my hands to touch every part of your body, and my lips to do the same.”

“Kiss me how?” she said with a tilted head. He brought himself closer to her, her lips lingered for a second before placing them onto his. Her hands gripped onto his shoulders, as she began to straddle his thigh. He eagerly kissed her back, his hands moving to her waist. Leading her to lay on the bed, instinctively she spread her legs allowing him to position his groin against hers. Slowly he began to roll his hips against her clothed heat. She let out a gentle moan against his lips. He couldn’t help but to relish in the noises she made. He longed to hear her in such a erotic manner.

 She parted from the kiss to focus on her hips moving against his hardened length. Her arms holding him close to her body as she erotically breathed against his ear. He shut his eyes as he continued, he’d let out a soft groan with every thrust he made against her. Her hands reached under his shirt to feel his back, the way his back muscles flexed as he moved his arms to push her harder against him. He couldn’t believe this was happening, at this point he wasn’t sure if he was still dreaming—but the way he could feel her heat against his, and her light touches on his skin made him realize, she was indeed in all real.

Your fingers trace down the long spance of his neck. His skin is cool, bordering cold, just like the night air, and goose pimples unfurl down your arms at the feel of it. He must feel how your skins reacts; he glances down to where you've laid yourself across his lap with a fond chuckle, stroking your own face in turn. The warmth in his ruby eyes is exactly what you need.

When your fingers reach the base of his neck, there's no pulse to greet you, just a familiar stillness and two perfectly round scars, long since made but never healed. That smile flickers, the light behind it replaced by something dimmer.

"I wish you would turn me."

It's a conversation you've had before, under dim lights, bearing all earnesty and love either of you could muster. The answer is no - he will never make you immortal. It's cruel to both of you to bring up the topic again.

A myriad of microexpressions flit across his face -empathy, pain, maybe even anger- and then he's smiling again, moon white fangs bared with no malice.

"Oh, how could I ever?" He strokes your hair from your face and cups your cheeks with a practiced delight; a performance he's perfected over two hundred years, "How am I supposed to sleep without your warmth in my arms?

The words are almost a song on his voice, bouncing and free. He doubles over himself to press a chaste kiss against your forehead, then again against your lips.

"How am I supposed to close my eyes without hearing your heartbeat, my dear?" he coos into your pulse point, as if whispering to your heart itself

"One day, whether you turn me or not -" You can not bring yourself to do anything but whisper - "It won't be there."

He freezes for a moment, then brings his lips to your neck again, the kiss much more sullen this time.

How do we feel about ftm Katsuki?

bakugo does that thing where you spread your legs to be at eye level with a much shorter person (he's an asshole) (request)

guess who had an eventful night 🍑

[aged-up characters]

all credits to the original artist @nitro_sugar on X