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Day 15 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: you had never realised just how hot Katsuki was in a mask. Maybe you watched too many horror movies as a kid.

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

617 words.

It's Halloween night and you and Katsuki are just about to leave the house to go and meet with the squad until suddenly you find yourself pushed up against the wall.

It's sudden, drawing a little yelp from parted lips as wide eyes scan over the Halloween mask disguising your boyfriend's face. He says nothing, only tilting his head slightly as the light reflects off of the cute fox mask you had bought for him.

He's only messing with you, of course. Though that does not explain the sudden stirring of you belly when you had been restrained and held down by a mysterious figure.

Part of you is horrified at the reaction, but you're also far too turned on now to care. Why is he so sexy like this? Why is the feeling of being pushed down by a man in a mask so sexy to you?

Obviously you only like it because he's your boyfriend, and you know it's him. If this were just some random man he would be near death right now, but when it's your Katsuki? It's thrilling.

"Oh? Please don't kill me Mr Mask-face~ I wanna be in the sequel..."

He can't help the chuckle that he releases at the reference, about to move a hand and pull the plastic mold away until you catch it, stopping him in his tracks. If he's feeling playful, who are you to stop him?

His eyebrows raise behind the mask, but you don't see it, pouting and leaning in close to talk to him instead of trying to focus on what you can't see.

"No. You know, you're kinda hot like this... Come to think of it, your hero mask is sexy as fuck, too."

Katsuki is in shock. Of all reactions, he did not expect this one. You found this hot? Shit, he's going nuts right now. His pants are starting to get a little tight though, and he can't deny that he's always had a fantasy for fucking you in his pro-hero uniform. He had worked so hard to earn the title of one of Japan's top Pros, it's a power trip fantasy that served to boost his already inflated ego. Though, he hasn't made it to actually admitting it to you yet, but this will have to do.

There's a mischievous smirk behind the mask that you're not privy to as he strokes a thumb across your cheek, focusing on every last pore and committing it to memory. Rough skin of the palm of his hand trails down to your neck, his touch lingering there on its way down your waist and pants your hip, squeezing firmly at your ass.

You smirk still, leaning in to press kisses to his bare neck and listen to muffled breathing as it turns shaky and unsteady. He lifts your leg up in silence, obviously approving of your reaction while he presses his crotch up against your own pelvis. It of course helps that you're wearing a rather loose skirt, so all he has to is pull your underwear to the side to slip a finger inside of your already soaked cunt.

"So wet for me, is this really as hot as you say it is, baby?" His calls your pet name with a rumble of his chest, in that firm, low tone that he knows you love the most. The reaction it garners is beautiful. He admires you as you shiver and squirm, your head flinging back once he starts to curl his fingers, and his other hand holds up your thigh to keep you open for him. Easy access, he muses.

You might be a little late to your meet-up with the squad.

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Day 16 of Kinktober 2022

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

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

556 words.

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

"They're just so... Squishy... -a-and soft-"

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

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

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

Oh.

"Hey babe, what's up?...

"I want-... I- I want-.… To fuck them..."

Sorry, what?

Surely he doesn't mean...

"You wanna fuck who, now?"

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

"No, silly... I wanna fuck your tits..."

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

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

"... Alright. I don't see why not~"

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

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

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

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

He almost faints.

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Day 18 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: He wants to get you pregnant, and he can't wait.

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

750 words.

Shouto's hunger for you is insatiable.

He's never wanted anything in his life more than he wants the feeling of your lips clashing with his- he fantasizes about it at work, just imagining what it would be like to pump you full of his cum right there at his desk.

So when he finally came home to the smell of fresh food that his wife had so generously made, a sigh of relief escaped parted lips.

Part of him still doesn't quite believe that he actually married you, but nevertheless, he slips his arms around your waist and mutters into the freshly washed skin of your neck. Strawberries and cream scented soap invades his senses, and your hair is cold to the touch, probably still a little damp from the shower.

"You know you don't have to cook for me, right? I'm happy to come home and cook for you..."

He trails off at the dismissive flick of your wrist and your faint smile, tilting his head in the likeness of a confused puppy.

The truth is, although you limit yourself to cooking simple, homely dishes, you take pride in catering for your little hero. And that's exactly what you tell him. You're proud of him. And you're proud to look after him as much as you possibly can.

This may have been lost in translation, however, since you next find yourself being bent over the kitchen counter. Maybe he has a praise kink?

Shouto feels so loved, and he can practically feel your devotion radiating off of you. All that he can think about is fucking you 'till daylight. Maybe he won't wear a condom.

Fuck it. He's not wearing a condom. Images of your belly bulged with a future baby flash in his head, enticing him, and it doesn't take much for you to crumble under his touch.

He wants to make you pregnant. He wants to fill you up and have you bear his children.

Of course, the two of you have talked about having kids in the past, so this isn't a completely new feeling, but he's feeling awefully bold and very, very needy today, so even as you squeak and scold him in a hushed voice, telling him that dinner's going to be ready soon, he makes up his mind that he's gonna be quick. He wouldn't want all of your efforts to go to waste.

"I'll be quick- I just want to fill you up before dinner... I want to make you pregnant, baby"

You're stunned silent, hearing Shou's soft breaths by your neck and whining as your belly already stirs. You slowly nod your head, figuring that he's hungry for something that's not dinner.

It's not like you can deny how turned on you are right now though.

It doesn't even take a second for him to be lifting your loose skirt and tearing your underwear off of your body, and the faint sound of his zipper being undone catches your ears. So no prep, then.

It's not like it makes any difference, after all, since almost every morning you like to wake your husband up with morning sex, but you've never done it without a condom before...

He slips right in without a problem, the feeling of slowly being filled with your boyfriend arching your back and drawing out a little mewl. He pants softly, already being merciless with each thrust of his hips as you take in the full feeling of your lovers cock, and each little ridge and vein brushing against velvety walls.

Already Shou is close, imagining your tummy filled with his seed and your curves filled out in the perfect picture of fertility. You can still smell the stress of the day on him as he bends you over the clean kitchen counter, his hand placed firmly on your mid-back to hold you down while he fucks your brains out.

Once you feel his twitching and that sudden telltale warmth deep in your core, you can tell he just came, and the overwhelming thought of being filled until you're sure to be pregnant has you tightening and spasming around him, cumming on your lover's spent cock.

Part of him wants to make a joke about having desert before dinner as he catches his breath, marking your neck with love filled kisses and bites, but he thinks that may be overkill.

But hey, the overwhelming urge to tell dad jokes all of a sudden must be good news, right?

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Hi guys, it's been so long!

I'm so sorry I dissapoeared, I was struggling with family issues and a serious lack of motivation.

It doesn't help that I just saw a message that apparently someone is stealing my writing and passing it off as their own. The link they sent mustve been deleted by the thief but if you manage to find anyone stealing my work, please please speak up about it.

I would really appreciate it, even if you just threw me a link to the person I can yell at lmao. I draw the line at thievery because someone hasn't got enough talent or confidence to write their own shit, it actually makes my blood boil because I've lost count of the amount of times that I've been stolen from and taken advantage of in my life. I'm really getting sick of it.

I would really like to not have to delete all of my content but some people just don't know how to behave. I haven't posted any of my work anywhere except from Tumblr at all. So if you think my work is on ao3 or wattpad, please report it. Thank you so much for listening or reading, especially since I disappeared like that, I really don't deserve you guys...

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Day 23 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: don't tease Katsuki in public. Or do, if this is the kind of thing you're into.

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

494 words.

There's something thrilling about being here with your lover, all alone in the quiet, desolate library in the hero facilities. The two of you could do anything, right here, right now, and not a soul would find out, unless of course you get caught. That thought sends chills up your spine, and a flood of arousal to your belly.

Of course you don't actually want to get caught, though, which is why you're so quiet as you get up to straddle your blonde.

Upon being interrupted from his research he raises an eyebrow at you with a frown, but you've known him long enough. He's curious, lips tilted down at the corners like they usually are as if he's daring you to do something.

To be quite honest, you didn't think you'd even get this far, so what to do next is lost on you, until that little frown on his face turns into an evil smirk.

You know that look, and your underwear is already soaked. Unbeknownst to you, Katsuki can feel your warmth against his crotch, and can feel just how soaked you are already through his jeans.

He's not one to dawdle though, so it's not at all surprising when he latches his soft lips to your previously marked neck, hidden just behind the collar of your shirt. His hand trails up your thigh, stroking every stretch mark and squishing the skin absently, finally making it all the way to its intended destination. Course, tough fingers rub at your clit in slow circles through your underwear, and you receive a low purr in response to your hips bucking against his.

Neither of you say a word as the sound of a zipper being slowly undone echos in your ears, putting a heavy blush on your cheeks.

You're slow to pull your underwear to the side, feeling his quickly hardening cocktwitch between your legs and underneath your skirt. It's lubed with your own arousal smeared across him, dripping directly onto him and ruining his jeans, but he doesn't really care about the state of his pants as you suddenly lift your hips and start slowly taking him in.

No matter how many times he's had you, he'll never quite get used to the feeling of hot, wet walls clenching around him, hugging his cock so perfectly. It's like you were made for him, and he has to slap a hand over his own mouth to stifle his broken moans.

It's simply wonderful to watch him become so submissive when he's got his dick inside of you, and with a little grind of your hips he's arching his back against the back of the library chair uncomfortably, shaken by the pleasure of having sex in such a public space, and at his work, no less.

One would think he wouldn't risk his career like this, but he needs you. He's a mess for you, and he would do anything you asked of him.

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Day 16 of Kinktober 2022

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

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

556 words.

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

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

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

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

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

Oh.

“Hey babe, what’s up?…

“I want-… I- I want-.… To fuck them…”

Sorry, what?

Surely he doesn’t mean…

“You wanna fuck who, now?”

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

“No, silly… I wanna fuck your tits…”

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

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

“… Alright. I don’t see why not~”

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

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

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

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

He almost faints.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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