Cw: F! Reader, Whiney Choso, Unprotected, Cowgirl, 18+

LEATHER & LACE

(Dabi’s birthday special)

☽ ask: ILYSM ur so so sweet ty love <3 im having soooo many dabi thoughts lately. I just got white thigh high socks w bows on them and I can't cannot stop thinking of dabi not being able to stop himself from fucking me in them. I love how innocent light colored lingerie looks w my black tattoos & I think he'd like it too. I never really like the way I look but cute clothes and lingerie make me feel better when I don't like to look at myself in the mirror. ALSOOO i'm obsessed with the idea of innocently seducing him. like just walking around with barely anything on and pretending you don't see him getting harder and harder by the second. him just trying to hide it bc he doesn't want to ever make you uncomfortable but once he catches on to your lil act he just pins you against the wall and fucks u full of his cum bc he adores his girl. <3 -🍓anon ☽ featuring: Dabi x female reader ☽ warnings: birthday sex, unprotected sex, car sex, oral sex (both giving and receiving), slight breeding kink, soft!dom Dabi, romance and smut. ☽ length: 4,4K words. ☽ RATED: 18+ MDNI

A/N: OMG I’m sure that you look so beautiful in those socks and every piece of clothing that hugs your body and Dabi thinks the same. I’m actually playing with my dressing style so your ask felt so perfect and it inspired me to write a birthday special for Dabi. I saved it for this very special day. I hope you enjoy. 🖤

January 18: Dabi’s birthday.

It was finally the date you had marked with a blue felt-tip pen on the little calendar in your bedroom. Not that you were going to forget your boyfriend’s birthday, that wasn’t happening.

You wanted that day to be special for him because it was his day…and since he met you he got to know the warmth of being happy to celebrate with someone he loves deeply. Something that always seemed so out of reach due to the shadows of his past.

You tried to keep Dabi away from the kitchen the day before as you carefully prepared a little cake for his birthday, you tried to hide it in the fridge away from his eyes and also to prevent the frosting from falling apart.

And when the day finally came, his day, you got ready to surprise him with your gifts. You weren’t really a person to wear dresses but for the first time you felt something was shifting inside of you, so you decided to surprise Dabi even more with your outfit.

Freshly out of the shower you did your makeup and added glitters, chose a white lace dress, fishnets with a pattern made of stars, a pair of black mary janes and an oversized leather jacket (his leather jacket). To finish you sprayed yourself with your favourite perfume (which was also Dabi’s favourite), added some nice jewellery and then picked your black studded purse, the cake you carefully wrapped in cardboard and another bag where you had your present for your boyfriend.

You both loved the nighttime so you thought it was the best time to celebrate, even because it always felt more silent or at least quiet than the morning or afternoon.

You patiently sat on the edge of your bed as you decided to send a text message to Dabi since you wanted to ask him if he was ready.

You

Heyy, just wanted to let you know I’m ready. Take your time obviously!! Ilysm. 🖤

Though you didn’t notice he was standing right in front of your door, with his hands in his pockets as usual and he was smirking at you so devilishly.

“Oh…I can see that. Ready to shine as bright as the moonlight, aren’t ya sweetheart?” He said in a scratched tone, his voice always seductive.

You almost dropped your phone and let out a loud gasp.

“Oh fuck, Dabi. You almost gave me an heart attack…” You exhaled and then you stood up to fix your dress and get closer to him.

And holy shit…he always looked so damn fine. He was so ethereal and perfect to you. You loved everything about him, every “flaw” was simply perfection to you.

He was right in front of you, with his eyes that resembled the ocean, turquoise like pretty crystals. He wore a black shirt, a few buttons open at the top, a pair of studded black jeans and really cool boots. His hair white as winter and soft as snow.

“Wow…you look so damn good. Fuck.” You said almost breathless.

“Me? You haven’t taken a good look at yourself in the mirror - haven’t you?” He got even closer to you, his nose touching yours as he grabbed your waist firmly.

“Let me take a good look at you, holy shit…” He whispered as he interlaced your hand with his, making you spin so that he could check you out completely.

His eyes looked even brighter than before, burning blue with love. And all for you.

“Damn, baby. I guess it really is my fucking birthday today.” He chuckled as he lifted your chin.

“Happy birthday, my love.” You smiled at him, you couldn’t contain your happiness and excitement that you felt like melting.

It was almost embarrassing but in a good way and that’s why you decided to kiss him. You tried to lift yourself with your feet to reach for a kiss since your hands were full of bags and you couldn’t wrap them around his neck and jump into his arms.

“What’s all of this stuff you have, huh?”

“Ohh, this?? Don’t be curious now. Or better…be curious but don’t ask because now it’s not the time to know.”

“Don’t tell me you’ve got me something for my birthday…you know I don’t-“

“Would you please be good and shut the fuck up? Kindly, thank you.” You ironically grinned as you blinked repeatedly.

“Shutting the fuck up ‘kindly’, is that what you’re really asking me?”

“It’s exactly what I asked you, yeah.”

“Well, at least allow me to ask you for directions after because I’ve got no clue where you want to take me.” He squished your cheeks.

“Oh shit, that’s true!! Well - you’re allowed to ask for directions and so on, just not these bags huh huh.” You stick out your tongue.

“I’m gonna fucking eat you after. Mark my words.” He had that smirk once again as he walked out of the door and picked up the car keys.

“Where did we even get this car?” You asked as Dabi turned on the engine.

“Dunno, I wasn’t there that day but let’s use it for as long this is gonna last.” He said as he started driving.

“Then tell me where I’m supposed to go, if I gotta turn right or left and shit unless you want us to wander around.”

“Nah, don’t worry. I’ve got this.” You giggled.

“Alright.”

“I’m sorry I gotta make you drive on your birthday though…”

“I don’t mind. Besides it’s just the both of us, together, alone. I love that.” He said as he turned left since you pointed it out.

“I’ve got a few questions for you.” You said.

“Thankfully I was the one who had to shut the fuck up, huh? Now it’s you who wants to ask me questions.” He clicked his tongue.

“Well, that’s gonna make you shut up about you asking me questions so…it’s a win.”

“You’re iconic.” He chuckled as you softly smiled.

“Go ahead, what is it you want to ask that I haven’t told you yet?”

“First of all: how did you learn how to drive? I mean…considering our lifestyle.”

“I learned and that’s it. I never drove that much exactly because of our lifestyle but I know how to drive a car.”

“So you’re a natural…just like with other things.”

“If you want to put it like that, then yeah?”

“Okay, makes sense. Second question: how is your motion sickness?”

“Easy. I’m driving so I’m fine. It highly depends also on who’s driving and the kind of street we are on. This one you’re making me go through is pretty calm and that makes me calm.”

“One day you should teach me how to drive…maybe I’m good.” You suggested.

“That should be fun.” He smiled wide and giggled.

“What’s so funny?” You pouted.

“I’ll teach you one day, but I can already see how some things will go. But yes, I bet you’ll be good. You’re amazing at everything, after all.”

“Okay, now you gotta turn right real slowly and stop.” You pointed to the street to him while looking out the window of the car.

“We’re almost in the middle of nowhere-“ He cut off mid-sentence as he stopped the car while looking with wide-open eyes at what was in front of him.

“There is no way…” He placed both hands on his face, completely speechless at the sight.

“You know…I remember you told me you wanted to go to a drive-in one day. This is a drive-in, well- an abandoned one. But don’t worry because I can fix everything and got all the stuff ready to make this work.” You said as you unbuckled your seatbelt.

“Besides we got a nice night, don’t we? There’s the sky full of stars and the Moon looking at us. Wait here. I’m gonna come back soon. I also brought your favourite movie!!” You added as you were going to get off the car but Dabi stopped you by grabbing your wrist and turning you to face him.

His lips interlocked with your softer ones, his tongue exploring your mouth and kissing you with such intensity. The grip on your wrist slowly turned into a caress as he detached his mouth from yours, leaving a light string of saliva still connecting the two of you.

“I kinda hate surprises but fuck…you always know how to get to me, don’t you?”

“That’s why I say that you’re amazing at everything you do. Because you actually and actively listen to me, pick up everything and sometimes it’s so fucking scary but…I love it. I love you.”

“You always know how to surprise me but by giving me and making me feel the best emotions. Thank you.” He whispered as he left a kiss on your lips once again, though this time it was soft.

“I love you and care about you immensely, there’s nothing I won’t do for you. I was honestly kinda nervous because it’s your special day and knowing you are not too fond of surprises I was scared of fucking everything up-“

“-especially because I wanted to do something to celebrate you, that you like, not me. I mean, I indeed love drive-ins even though I never went to one so I guess it’s a first time also for me but I want this to be about you.”

“Shh~ you’re talking too much, don’t overthink this. It’s perfect and I want this to be about us. You’re here celebrating with me and that’s all that matters. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere or with anyone else’s but you.”

“That makes me really happy and fuck we’re being so soft and mushy right now.” You giggled.

“And so what? Who cares. I want to do something after the movie, though…” He said as he brushed his thumb on your lower lip.

“Anything you want. I’m up for it.”

“Well, I’m gonna fix the projector as you wait here and then we are gonna be full in your birthday party.” You stated as you got off the car.

He patiently waited inside the car, removing his seatbelt as he took a very deep breath. He didn’t remember a time where he felt so special, listened and loved. You remembered every little piece of him, every detail and every word he spoke to you. He felt like he existed, like he mattered and was worth fighting for.

With you, his inner-child felt safe. He felt so alive again and if not “again”…he touched what freedom felt like.

His thoughts and rapid heartbeats were stopped as soon as he heard that click coming from opening the car’s door. And there you were.

“Hii, I’m back!! The movie is starting now, how about we eat while we watch it?”

“I truly hope it didn’t melt or else…” You messily searched through the bags you had and picked up a rather big card box.

“There you go, open it.” You handed the box to him as you smiled.

He looked at you with a rather confused expression but as soon as he opened the box his eyes sparkled with joy.

“Baby…you didn’t.” He whispered softly, his tone almost broken.

“Happy Birthday Touya, I’m happy to see the cake didn’t melt by the time we got here. I hope it tastes good.”

“I don’t even…thank you so much, it looks really nice and I bet it tastes as good.” He quickly smiled at you and he got closer to you, giving you a delicate kiss on the forehead.

“I’m glad you like it!! I have little forks and a few biodegradable plates.”

“Heart-shaped, huh?” He teased.

“Ah- I just like the shape, I’m not fond of Valentine’s Day. But you get a heart-shaped cake for your birthday.” You said as you placed your head back on the seat’s headrest.

“I love you, I hope you know that.”

“And I hope you know that I love you, it would be so sad if you were to forget it or have doubts about it…”

“There’s not a single chance I’d be able to forget your love, even if I had to get brainwashed. You would still be able to remind me, to give me a feeling of that warmth and care you only have to yourself. All of this just by looking at you.”

“How romantic~” You teased, snorting a laugh.

“Oh, shut up before I cover your face in cake.”

“You wouldn’t…”

“You’re right. I can always ruin your makeup in another way, love.” He grinned at you as the movie in the background was starting to stream on the movie projector connected to the screen.

Your eyes opened wide as your lips were slightly parted from hearing his words. He licked his lips as he was still smiling at you, knowing for a fact that he made your heart skip a beat.

You quickly cut the tension and suggested cutting the cake and starting to eat while watching the movie inside the car. The night was still long, a cold breeze was moving the branches of the trees outside in the panorama around you. The First Quarter Moon was shining so bright outside surrounded by all of the pretty stars.

During the movie, Dabi slid an arm behind your shoulders and with his hand he caressed your cheek throughout the whole time. You placed your head on his arm and held his hand with your smaller ones, melting into comfort and warmth. The rest of the not-fully eaten cake decorated in blue with the addition of blue roses was now resting on top of the car's dashboard.

Once the closing credits started appearing on the screen, Dabi started putting the playlist you both created together from the stereo — then he got off the car and quickly moved to your side, opening and holding the door for you.

"Come and dance with me?" He asked, holding his hand out for you to take.

"You wanna dance?" You asked as you placed your hand on top of his and got out of the car yourself.

"Yeah, that's my plan." He made you spin around and then caught you in his arms.

"Well, isn't this quite romantic of you — huh?" You giggled as you danced with him.

“Quit teasing, you know where that’s gonna get you.” He whispered in your ear as you felt his warm breath on your bare neck.

“Well…it’s your birthday, we can go wherever you wish.” You made close eye contact with him as you both stopped in your tracks.

“What is your wish, Touya?”

And without even allowing your brain to form a proper thought, you instantly found yourself laying on top of the car hood — your legs wrapped around his torso as his lips found a place to kiss your neck, his face buried in the space between your shoulder and neck.

You moaned at the sensation of his wet tongue licking your bare skin as his hand ran from the curve of your ass to down your thigh, resting there as he squeezed your flesh.

“You look too damn precious not to fuck you full of my cum tonight. Fuck.” He groaned as he felt his dick getting hard through his pants, it was almost like the zipper of his jeans could unzip by itself from his erection.

“And it’s my fucking wish to have your pussy dripping with my cum — would you let me, baby?” He kissed all along your jaw, saying your name through each one of those sinful kisses.

“I’m all yours, Dabi…you can do whatever you want with me. I’ll gladly make your wish come true.” You breathed out deeply, you felt your pussy drenched and pulsating by how much you needed him.

“That’s my girl.” He smirked as he grabbed your jaw, his digits buried in your cheeks not enough to hurt but enough to let you feel his desire.

He stood up, looking at you as you were lying on top of the car hood. He unbuckled his belt as his pants were really getting too tight for his own good, he could have busted right there.

“Those lips of yours are driving me mad, c’mere…let me feel them wrapped around my cock.” He invited you to come closer as he dropped his jeans down over his thighs — his pierced dick erected right in front of you was slightly dripping with pre-cum.

“Fuck, Dabi. Let me take care of you.” You ran your hand from the outside of his thigh to the inside, reaching more and more up.

You caressed his balls with the other hand as he hissed out of pleasure from your soft touch. You made deep eye contact with him as you licked the tip of his cock and then opened your mouth to slowly take him in — inch by inch.

“Holy shit, baby…take it all the way down that pretty throat, c’mon~” He moaned as he felt himself slowly melting at the feeling of your mouth and lips wrapped around his thick cock.

You swirled your tongue over his length and started bobbing your head, letting out soft moans and gags as you took it all the way down.

His veiny hand was gently resting on your left cheek, guiding you all the way through it. He kept praising you, over and over again — letting you know how good you were making him feel, even though it was pretty noticeable from how hard his dick was and from how it was throbbing inside of your mouth. You were such a good girl for him, always so damn pretty with your mouth full of his cum. Such a sight he had in front of him.

Your brain felt like it couldn’t think anymore, you didn’t even think about oxygen since you were so caught up in the act, of making your villain boyfriend feel so damn good, hearing his beautiful moans as your name rolled off his tongue multiple times. You didn’t care about anything else — just giving your man the best birthday present, making it a night worth celebrating and remembering.

“Stay still, I’m gonna cum down that pretty throat — love. Gonna fuck your mouth a bit through it.” He wiped away the tears streaming down your cheeks as you looked up at him as if to give him access to you.

He held both sides of your face tight in his hands as he started bucking his hips into your mouth, fucking his cum deep down your throat — making you taste his love for you and you only.

You eyes squeezed shut due to the amount of pleasure you were feeling as you got lost in him completely, your vision was blurred anyway due to the amount of tears streaming down your beautiful face.

Dabi’s eyes rolled back completely in his skull, leaving just the sight of the white eyeballs. His cum shot right down your throat and you couldn’t help but let out a rather loud swallowing sound.

“Look at ya, so damn pretty. You okay?” He softly asked as he pulled his cock out of your mouth. His thumbs wiped away the almost dried tears left on your cheeks.

You nodded as you were snapping back to reality, your heartbeat still felt somehow out of your chest.

“Touch me…kiss me…please.” You sighed almost out of breath, you felt your voice so weak but Dabi picked up each word. Every breath contained your desperate pleas for him to fuck you nice and good, to fill you up to the brim.

Dabi picked you up in his arms and he opened the back car’s door — laying you on the backseats. He ran a hand under the white lace dress, reaching for your star pattern fishnets and removing them so that he could have better access to your pussy.

“Let me feel how wet you are for me, fuck~” He breathed heavily — pushing his middle finger on your clothed cunt.

A shaky ‘shit’ left his lips as he felt the wet stain with his fingers, you were completely soaked. He rubbed your clit through your panties with his thumb, earning a sweet moan from you.

He kept rubbing circles on your clit as his lips went for a passionate kiss, interlacing your tongue with his. It felt so messy yet so good, especially the way you were moaning his name in between kisses.

“Dabi…hmm~” You whispered as he pushed your panties to the side — inserting two fingers in your pussy.

“Fuck, baby. Feel how easy they slipped in. Such a needy girl you are. Making fingering you so easy and squirting too — huh?” He said as he curled his fingers inside, touching your sweet spot that made your mind go blank already.

Your body was running hot as the squelching sounds of your soaked pussy filled the atmosphere. Dabi moved his other hand under the hem of your dress, pulling down the shoulder strap and doing the same with your bra one.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna-“ You couldn’t even repeat it twice that you instantly released all over his fingers, your juices coating them as he lowered the top of your dress and bra all the way down, exposing your bare breasts.

“Good girl, look at ya — such pretty tits you’ve got.” He uttered as he chuckled darkly.

Soon after, Dabi pulled out his fingers from your pussy and placed them in his mouth, tasting you on them. Then he removed all of the rest of his clothes along with yours, you were now both completely naked — admiring each other’s bodies.

“So good.” You sighed as you made eye contact with him again.

“Oh yeah. But I crave more of you, need you to cum once again but this time on my tongue. Make me taste your love f’me pretty girl.” He muttered as he squeezed your tit with a hand and started flicking his tongue on the nipple of the other.

“Dabi, oh fuck…” You groaned, your voice a little broken because you were losing your mind.

He felt so lost in you as well, his mind was running wild. He was so crazy about you, he loved you so much that he couldn’t even properly explain it with words and that’s why he went for actions instead. Making you feel how much he loved you, how much you meant for him.

He went down on you after giving the well deserved attention to your tits, spreading your legs nice and good for him so that he could bury his face in between your thighs and taste you properly.

“Eyes on me, don’t you even think about looking somewhere else.” He demanded but his tone still remained soft.

“Yes.” You uttered as you pulled yourself up a bit on your elbows so that you could look at him and never take your eyes off.

He grinned at you and then buried his face in your drenched cunt, slowly teasing your clit with the tip of his tongue, flicking it to stimulate you.

After he was satisfied with himself he started kissing your lips, inserting his tongue here and there causing you to moan uncontrollably. Your eyes were rolling back in your skull as you were trying so hard to contain yourself and failing. You grabbed his winter-white hair with your hands as you pushed him even deeper into your desperate cunt.

“Fuck…just like that. Oh yeah~” You whined as his chuckles sent vibrations to your body. You legs started to shake at each and each of his licks, with his index and middle finger he spread your pussy lips wider to insert his tongue to tongue fuck you.

“C’mon, give it to me. I know you need to cum. Make me happy baby and squirt all over my tongue and face.”

“Give in already, let yourself go. Give me your sweet cum.” He plead as he picked up the pace, holding intense eye contact with you.

“AH- Dabi!!” You screamed as clear liquid made a complete mess of you both. You loosened your grip on his hair and fell on your back, touching the texture of the backseat.

He cleaned you off everywhere, licking and tasting every drop of you. He moved up to you to meet your fucked out face, your chest kept rising up and down in a quick motion.

“I’m addicted to you, you know? How dare you be so perfect. This is the best birthday I could have asked for.” He said as he caressed your face from your temples to your cheeks, giving you a soft kiss on the tip of your nose.

“You make me so addicted to you, I hate it.” You faced him with such desire in your eyes. You wanted him so bad.

“Hate it? Damn, that must be pretty bad. So bad that it makes me wanna fuck you even more — until I pump you full of my cum.” He grabbed your jaw once again that night.

“Then do it, I can’t take it anymore…please.” Your eyes almost watered.

“If you look at me like that and say ‘please’ in such tone…I’m not stopping until I make sure my cum sticks inside of you. You get what I’m saying — don’t you, baby?” He whispered on your parted lips, a warm breath touching your skin. His words melted into you.

“I do.” You mumbled as he brushed his thumb on your lower lip.

“That’s my good girl, I love you.”

And before you could finish saying ‘I love you’ back, you felt his pierced dick making his way inside your pussy. Dabi was balls deep instantly inside of you from how soaked you previously were.

“Fuck.” He groaned as he pushed his forehead on top of yours, his hand squeezing your tight from how good he was feeling by being met with such warmth.

“So deep…feel so good.” You babbled, drunk on his cock.

“Oh yeah, you feel so damn good. This pussy was made for my dick, holy shit.” He said as he started moving his hips, his pierced cock moving inside and out of your cunt, his balls hitting the curve of your ass at each movement.

Your hands were wrapped around his neck, your eyes never looked away from one another. The air in the car kept getting more and more steamy, the car windows misted. Your moans filled the atmosphere as the music was still playing in the background.

His hips kept bucking into yours, wet sounds of skin slapping, your moans got more and more breathy and choked. His dick was touching all the right places that it was impossible not to cream around it, your eyes squeezed shut for a moment as you released all over his cock.

“Dabi, ‘m sorry…” You breathed out as he kept up the pace, still hitting your sweet spot with the tip of his cock as he felt himself starting to throb all thanks to your walls tightening around him.

“Sorry? No need to be, cum as many times as you wish. I’m close too baby.”

This time he slowed down his pace, his movements were slow and sensual. He wanted to make you feel every second of it, he wanted to make you enjoy the orgasm and pushing it so deep in your soul. Both of your souls.

Dabi’s movements got all messy and he threw his head back, interlacing your fingers with his as he came deep inside your pussy. He pulled out to see his seed leaking down your hole just to put it right back in with his cock, fucking it even deeper — making sure none got wasted.

He moved one hand to the window but it soon slipped away, making the both of you laugh.

“I forgot it got so hot the windows got slippery.” He said as he pulled out completely this time.

“It was so beautiful. Thank you, Dabi.”

“Thank me? I’m the one who has to say thank you. It was so perfect. Making me feel so soft and loved…how dare you.” He clicked his tongue as he brushed his thumb on your leg.

“Because I dare, besides I’m more than happy to make your wishes come true.”

“It was the best birthday I have ever had, you really are something else. Thank you.”

“Anything for my favourite Capricorn. Always hated the stereotype of Capricorns being cold…look at you. You can’t hide your romantic and soft side from me.” You joked.

“C’mon, let’s get cleaned up a bit before going back. We basically messed up the whole car but who cares.” He suggested.

“Wait!! I have one more present for ya. It’s the one wrapped in purple.”

“Another one? You know I’m not good at accepting presents.”

“Neither I am but I bet you will like this. I’ll spoil you how much I please because I love you.” You pouted.

He gave you such expression before opening up the soft wrapped up gift. And when he opened it, his heart skipped a beat once again that night.

“My favourite band leather jacket…baby. I’m-“ He uttered as he looked at the oversized leather jacket.

“Shh it’s okay, anything for you.” You kissed him on the cheek.

“Maybe…I have one last wish for tonight.” He said in a scratched tone.

“Sure — tell me.”

“Fucking you while you wear this jacket you gifted me. I will make even more of a mess of you once we get back home — that’s my wish.”

“You looked way too beautiful for your own good while wearing leather and lace.”

Happy Birthday to my beautiful man. I worked on this for so long because I wanted it to be special just for him. 🖤

caution: incredibly slutty use of birth control. MDNI.

Across the room comes the piercing, repetitive sound of an alarm.

You look to Sanemi in question, whimpering as the warm comfort of his body abruptly pulls away from you. The little cry of protest you make at the loss of his warmth tugs at his heart, but he’s got an obligation to see to. Jaw tight, Sanemi ignores the own ache he feels as he crosses the floor of the hotel room to rummage through your luggage, his cock painfully hard where it bounces against his abdomen.

It takes him only a second to find the small card lined with those tiny white pills. Quickly, he pops one free and holds it between his teeth, reaching to silence the alarm blaring on his discarded phone.

Pill wedged carefully between his teeth, Sanemi makes his way back to you and climbs onto the bed, knocking your legs apart with his knee.

He ignores your questioning look, too focused on the slightly swollen lips of your pussy, the glistening slickness of your own arousal mixed with his cum.

Fuck, he’ll never get enough of it.

Giving himself a firm pump, Sanemi lines his tip back up with your entrance and slides home once more. He resumes his pace with ease, fucking you as though he never stopped, while you writhe and moan beneath him.

“Hey,” he commands around the pill still perched between his teeth. The moment your eyes, hazy with pleasure, find his, Sanemi grabs your jaw. His fingers squish your cheeks as he surges toward you, closing his mouth roughly over yours.

Your lips part for him and Sanemi forces your birth control into your mouth, parting with one flick of his tongue against yours. He pulls back, his hands sliding under your ass, tilting your hips up as he settles in his knees.

Stunned, your mouth remains slightly open as you stare up at him, pupils blown wide.

“Swallow it.” Sanemi commands, forcing himself to hold your stare instead of letting his eyes fall to your breasts as they bounce with his movements. “Your birth control. Swallow it.”

When he does not see the telltale bob of your throat, Sanemi unlatches a hand from your ass and brings it to where your bodies are connected.

A graze of his nail of your clit makes you buck, but Sanemi slows his movements. “Swallow it.” He orders again, noting with some relish, the indignant scrunch of your eyebrows as he stops moving all together. “Do it, or else I won’t come in you.”

He’s dead serious and you know it. Still, the threat of him not filling you up the way he knows you need quickly turns your eyebrows up, your eyes widening with a plea.

Hastily, you swallow under Sanemi’s discerning eye. The moment the pill slides down your throat, you hold your tongue out for him, eager.

A pleased smirk settles on his lips and you clench around him. “That’s my girl,” he purrs, carefully drawing his hips back until only the tip of his cock remains inside you.

Sanemi’s hands anchor your hips. He rises slightly on his knees, bringing your lower half with him and pauses. A flick of his eyes to yours, and he slams forward, impaling you on the thick, full length of him.

what a whore.

CRUSH (ushijima wakatoshi x reader)

summary: wakatoshi has a crush.

word count: 720

warnings: fem!reader, its all just fluff

tags: @keiva1000

Ushijima knows he has fans. He might be simple-minded and a little oblivious, but he’s not stupid.

He knows girls stare at him from the balcony during practice. And he can hear their giggling when he passes them in the halls. Tendou often calls him Shiratorizawa’s Golden Boy, which Ushijima wholeheartedly disagrees with, but never voices out loud. Tendou often says strange things. He doesn’t mind.

Ushijima doesn’t understand his popularity. Sure, he is a good player. The best ace in the prefecture. But most of these girls have no understanding of volleyball. So why are they spending hours upon hours in the stands, watching him play?

“They’re not watching the match, Wakatoshi-kun. They are watching you.”

Hm. Strange. His play is very consistent. Watching him do the same thing over and over has to get boring, especially when they aren’t watching for the sake of the game.

But then he sees you for the first time.

You are in his third year English class. In his three years of high school, Ushijima is sure he has never seen you before. Because if he had, there was no way he would forget you.

He is curious. And a little enamored by you.

You are, by all means, a regular girl. You sit on the same chair every day, bring your own bento instead of eating from the cafeteria. It is always wrapped in a pretty multicolored patterned cloth, done up in a knot on top. You have a small stuffed cat chain on the zipper of your backpack. And you wear your hair differently every day. Some days it is tied up, some days it is let down. And some days it is half-up and half-down. You have one pink bunny hairclip that you wear maybe once every two or three days that Ushijima thinks is very cute. Your uniform is always immaculate.

There are so many tiny details about you that Ushijima has learned, and he finally understands why girls would stay hanging over the gym balcony to watch him for hours, because he could watch you for hours too.

You are very smart, he could tell. You always answer correctly when the teacher would call on you, and he has glimpsed at your notes. Simple, but neat and easy to understand, just the way he likes it. There are no crazy colors and highlighters, and your handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like the rest of you.

You are also quiet. You have a select group of friends that you talk to, and while you are nice to anyone who interacts with you, you don't go out of your way to stand out. Again, Ushijima loves that. It seems he loved everything about you. All the minor details that make you a little bit more unique to everyone else.

When you show up at his game, he nearly loses his focus.

It in’t an important game by any means, just a practice match with another local university team. So why are you here? Have your friends dragged you along? Or are you here by your own volition? Ushijima feels how sweaty his palms are when he clenches his fists, and it surprises him.

Is he….. nervous?

Why? Because you are watching? How ridiculous. Ushijima has never once doubted his own strength, or his ability to win. How could your presence alter that? The thought annoys him, and he is determined to prove that you being here would not be a hindrance to his play.

Turns out, he needn't have worried. It seems your presence had sharpened his senses more than ever. Shiratorizawa won in straight sets, and of the 50 points they scored, 39 had been from Ushijima’s hand.

“You were on fire today, Wakatoshi-kun.” Tendou comments as the final whistle rings. Ushijima unintentionally glances at you in the stands, cheering for the team. Cheering for him.

His heart is beating a mile a minute, and he doesn’t think it is because of the game he had just played. He hears Tendou let out a dreamy sigh.

“Ah, the miracles of having a crush.”

He feels his lips tick up in a tiny smile as he throws a towel over his shoulders. Tendou is wrong. Ushijima doesn’t think he has a crush.

He thinks he is in love.

NO PAIN NO GAIN ! H. IWAIZUMI

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ new year’s resolution: don’t fall on the treadmill or for your hot gym instructor

cw: suggestive, crude humour, language, kys jokes

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for @aozui & @s6rine my beloveds

a/n: this wasn’t funny at all sorry. i had a vision but it was poorly executed.

div creds @.ianrkives , @.cafekitsune

forbidden love au brain rot: where shouto is the heir apparent of an enemy kingdom, and he found out you were sent by your father to befriend him and then poison him while your family will attack their land, and shouto is absolutely infuriated, shaking and screaming with tears from his bloodshot eyes, not at the fact that you were going to have your father kill enji todoroki but at the fact that you were going to leave him after he got a glimpse of the realest love he has ever tasted, even though it was but an illusion and impure deceit

'you're telling me that after 2 months, my adoration is still cheaper than that asshole of a father's blood? how about my blood? is it cheaper? is it filthier? do I mean nothing? am I a mere distraction? am I not even worth a god damn tear from your eye? excuse my language princess, but I'm fucking enraged.'

masterlist

based off this song !

" girl lay yo body down .. on this fuckin' couch –

open up yo legs , I'm gon work my mouth "

" try not to make a sound , this my momma house "

tw : drool , body fluids ( cum, spit , tears , a little bit of snot ) , overstim , slight choking , dirty talk , squirting , PET NAMES! size kink (?) THINKIN BOUT DABI 😩

winter nights are usually for staying inside. inside where theres heat, maybe watching a movie with a friend. after your cold, you want to warm up right? so whats the best thing to do when your cold? have your man warm you up.

squelches filled the silent air around the living room where your spread out, stuffed hile hes fully dressed. the squelches of fingers being pushed into and out of something wet. muffled whimpers was like music to Dabi's ears. he snickers a bit as he sees you struggling to take his think fingers.

one hand has two fingers, his middle and ring in your mouth, holding its place at the back of your tongue. guaranteed restricting your sounds and making you slightly gag on his fingers. his other hand, two fingers plunged into your cunt. thrusting in and out at a rough pace, dragging his trimmed nails against your g-spot. his mouth ( as he said would be put to work ) sucks harshly on your clit. the action has your pretty eyes rolling into the back of your head.

"going dumb for me already, baby? its only been a few minutes" he chuckles into your core as he watcher your thighs tremble with every harsh thrust of his fingers and suck of your clit. "hold out a bit for me. cant you do that much, my dumb girl?" he smirks wickedly and dives back in to run his thick tongue over your hole once he removed his fingers.

your hand reaches down to tug as his locks but he doesnt budge, his tongue presses open-mouthed kisses onto your whole cunt. the fingers in your mouth dig deeper and the lack of air turns you on even more.

the orgasm quickly approaches and you dont know weather run from it to try and give into the pleasure. your legs tighten around Dabi's head, basically capturing him there as your fingers dig into his scalp and his wrist which was down your mouth. your body completely tenses and a spray of clear liquid came squirting out, drenching the couch, his shirt, his face, his hair. "there we go, baby. let it allll out." he said, with a mean smirk as he saw your body basically shut down on itself. drool drips out of your mouth steadily as snot mixes with it. your tears dampens the couch under your head. your body twitches every few seconds while dabi pulls his fingers out of both your wet caverns, and you whimper pitifully. he sticks all fingers in his mouth, tasting everything while making a mess of his own with the mouth full.

"you taste so good, baby. i just cant get enough"

- saw the song on tiktok and thought teenager DABI would fit this

- Aizawas BARB !

Hear me out🗿

motoya getting absolutely plastered on a night out with you and suna, early on in their friendship but well into the two of you dating, and crying as he tugs on rin's sleeve because he's worried you guys are in a toxic relationship.

"she's so nice to everyone else but she's so mean to you!" he slurs with big, watery eyes, full of concern for his teammate and friend.

and suna just blinks at him in shock and is like. "yeah, toya. i get off on that."

talk to me in french, talk to me in spanish 🍒

cw. fem!reader, choking, use of the word slut, mdni

kuroo’s arms are so big. flexing muscles wrapped around your neck keeping you in place as he fucks you from behind. cum from his last load leaking out of you each time he pulls out to slam his hips against your ass.

thick cock stretching you full, he holds you close against him making sure you feel every inch of himself deep inside you. his hot breath fans across your cheek as his teeth graze your earlobe. your nails dig into his forearm harshly as you draw closer and closer to cumming, you’re surprised that you haven’t broken the skin.

so sweaty and musky, his scent wraps around you enveloping you entirely. all you can hear and smell and see is him and it drives you crazy. his hips give a nasty thrust, his fat tip relentlessly prodding at your sweet overstimulated spot, knocking the air from your lungs. you’re dizzy from both pleasure and the tight headlock he has you in.

“fuck sweetheart,” he rasps into your ear, “you’re going to stay still and take this cock like the slut you are, right?”

his free hand slips between your legs rubbing your clit in harsh little circles as he fucks into you. he gets faster and faster the arm around your neck gets tighter and tighter until your vision is whitening out from your orgasm. you’re shaking, hole fluttering around his cock so much that he can’t help but paint your walls white.

you fall forward onto the bed when he finally lets you go, gasping for air. but your rest doesn’t last long because a few seconds later a hand is pushing you face down into the pillow underneath you. your body still twitches from the aftershock of your orgasm, cum leaking out of your abused hole, but he’s plugging up your sloppy pussy before any more can run out ready to replace any that dripped out of you with a third load.