Please Pleaseee Tomura Shigaraki Smut Oneshot 🙏🙏🙏I Don’t Mind What The Story Is, It Can Be

Please pleaseee Tomura Shigaraki smut oneshot 🙏🙏🙏I don’t mind what the story is, it can be anything you want. Tyty 🙏

DISTRACTION!

SYNOPSIS...your boyfriend, tomura, has been on the game all day barely giving you attention, so you came up with the perfect solution to be the best distraction

INFO...shigaraki x fem!reader, hand job, blow job, sort of sub!shigaraki, edging, begging, cum eating, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

thanks for the request anon!

You sat in the living room, knees pulled up to your chest as some boring show played on your television. It was nearly ten at night and you’ve barely seen your boyfriend all day thanks to his horrible addiction to the new game he had bought. The only times you’ve seen him are when he comes out to get food, use the bathroom, or when you go in there and say hi to him. He barely acknowledges you, giving you a quick smile before turning back to the screen, and putting his headphones back on both ears.

Your small attempts at kissing him and hugging him did absolutely nothing, only getting an ‘I love you too’ from it. Needless to say, you’ve been dying for your boyfriend’s attention. You were pulled away from your thoughts when you heard him cheer from the other room, a clear sign that he had won whatever match he was playing. A loud sigh left your lips as you got up, your feet hitting the plush carpet below you as you walked towards his gaming room, slowly opening the door. And there he was, glued to the screen, eyes darting across the screen and fingers frantically moving on the keyboard.

“Tomura,” you yelled in a whisper, trying to grab his attention. It was stupid of you to even think that would work. With the shake of your head, you shut the door behind you as you made your way into the room, giving him a light tap on his shoulder.

“Oh, hey, baby,” he quickly glanced at you. “What the fuck?! How’d you guys die?!” He was clearly frustrated with his friends who he was playing with, an annoyed look written across his features. “Well, you shouldn’t have gone over there if you knew there were a group of people, you fucking idiot,” he explained in a monotone voice, fingers clacking against the keys below him.

“Tomura,” you called out again, “when are you getting off? You’ve been all the game all day.” You sigh.

“In a minute, okay? After this match, I promise.” He didn’t even take his eyes off of the screen to look at you.

“You said that last time,” you spoke, rolling your eyes. No response.

“Okay, I revived you guys. Don’t fuck up this time!” He spoke through his headset.

You bit the inside of your cheek, making the rash decision to get down on your knees and crawl underneath his desk right in between his legs. If talking to him won’t get his attention, you know exactly what will. He was so enticed with his game that he didn’t even see you crawl underneath his desk before he felt your hands rub over his thighs. “Baby, what are you doing?” A questionable chuckle left his lips as he quickly looked at you. And just like he’s been ignoring you, you ignored him, continuing to run your hands over his thighs and clothed dick.

His hips slightly jumped at the sensation, but it wasn’t enough to have his eyes on you. Teeth sinking into your bottom lip, you began pulling at the band of his sweats and boxers, pulling them down just enough to free his cock. And he let you, slightly lifting himself off of the chair so you can slip off the fabric easier. You took his cock in your hand, gripping it and slowly jerking it, the pad of your thumb rubbing over his slit. A smile spread across your face as you felt him harden in your hand, beads of pre cum starting to leak from the tip.

You gathered his pre cum, using it as lube as you began stroking him faster, handing moving from the base to the tip, knowing that was the most sensitive spot for him. “B-baby, what…are you doing?” His voice was softer this time, looking down at you to see your freshly manicured nails stroking his dick. “What? Yeah, yeah, I’m here,” he responded to his teammates. He choked back a groan as your free hand came to fondle his balls, gently massaging them. “Fuck.” His eyes fluttered shut for a moment. “No, I’m fine! It’s just…I’m like really hungry, okay? Shut the fuck up.”

A small giggle left your lips as his pathetic excuses to cover up his moans and whimpers. He was throbbing in your hand, balls heavy full of cum, and his tip was still leaking. You let out a satisfied moan, seeing his hips buck up into your hand out of eagerness. “Oh, shit,” he moaned, taking a good look at the way you stared up at him with such an innocent and pretty smile.

“You gonna cum for me?” You giggled, placing a chaste kiss on his flushed tip, smearing his precum on your lips. He nearly came from the sensation of that alone.

“Yeah, yeah—I’m not fucking moaning! You weirdos! Hurry up and let’s kill this last team.” He cleared his throat, hands going right back to work as he played his game. Too bad for him, you began pumping his cock with both of your hands, wanting so desperately to milk the cum out of him, but you began to remember how he’s been treating you all day. A breath moan left his lips as his hands came off of the keyboard. “Baby, stop, please, you know I’m trying to win—oh fuck you, I can’t take it!” He tossed his headset aside and put himself on mute, completely disregarding the game. Finally, his attention was on you. His hand came to stroke your cheek, eyes glazed over with lust as he was drawing closer to his orgasm.

“Yes, yes, keep going. Oh I’m gonna fucking cum! Baby, I’m so close!” His hips began to stutter, legs shaking before you pulled your hands away. “What?! What are you doing?! No! No! Fuck, I was so close!” He whined, tossing his head back while you looked at him with a devious smile on your face. You watched his cock throb, begging for attention. “Please, please, keep touching me!”

“You think you can cum so easily after you’ve been ignoring me all day? I don’t think so.” Teasingly, you ran your nails down his thighs.

“I’m sorry! Im so sorry! Please, I’ll do anything—fuck!” His abs tensed up as you ran the tips of your fingers down his shaft, those light touches driving him crazy. “I’ll make it up to you.” The desperation in his voice was so cute.

You wrapped your hands around his cock again, pumping him quickly as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. “Shiiitt,” he moaned. A laugh left your lips before you pulled your hands away again, his hips bucking into the air for any sort of friction. “No! No!” He whimpered. “I said I was sorry!”

“I heard you the first time.” Your hand cupped his balls, gently squeezing them. “They’re so heavy and big. You’re so eager to cum.” You smiled up at him. A groan left his lips.

“Baby, please! Your hands feel so good around my cock! Make me cum.” The puppy dog look his eyes told you all you needed to know. You gripped the base of his cock, lolling out your tongue as you gave lifting licks to his tip, swirling it around before spitting on it. He watched in desperation, unsure if you were going to edge him again or actually let him cum this time. A throaty groan escaped when you took him in your mouth, the tip of his cock touching the back of your throat your bobbed your head up and down.

Your hand began moving at the same pace, pumping his at you suckled on the tip. “Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Baby! Baby, you’re gonna make me cum! Please, let me cum!” He begged, voice whiny and broken. Your tongue dragged along the underside of his shaft, taking him deep down your throat before you lifted your head to take a breather. You messily spit on his cock, gliding your hand up and down at a faster pace before placing him back in your mouth.

“Just like that—shit! Keep going! I’m so fucking close! You’re gonna make me cum! Oh my god, your mouth feels so fucking good!” His hand came to rest of the back of your head. Your spit was dripping down to his balls, the mess only making it better for him. His hips began to buck into your mouth, fucking your face. You knew he was close, his legs starting to shake once more. But the moment you looked up at him with those eyes while his dick was down your throat, he couldn’t hold back anymore. “Fuck! Fuck! I’m cumming—fuuuuck!” Thick ropes of his cum shot down your throat, his body quivering at the overwhelming feeling of his orgasm. He let out a whimper as you gagged around his cock, the tight feeling of your throat only making him shoot more cum.

You lifted your head to breathe, having swallowed every last drop. Your hand was still slowly pumping his shaft as you wiped the spit from your mouth. He looked drained as stared at you through thick lashes and half lidded eyes. His eyes rolled back before they shut, another satisfied moan coming from him. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he mumbled.

“Next time, don’t ignore me, m’kay?” You got up off of your knees, leaning over your boyfriend as you pecked his lips. “And you better make it up to me.”

“I will. I swear.” His eyes searched yours, a fucked out look on his face.

“I’ll let you go back to your game then.” You began to walk away before he grabbed ahold of you.

“Stay. Please.”