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Boxer!kirishima x F!Reader

Just a quick drabble because I'm bored:)

I know it's bad and sloppy but y'know. It happens

18+

Warnings: 18+, vaginal sex, fingering, slight teasing,

Boxer!kirishima who has been boxing professionally with you for years, and has developed a crush on you

Boxer!Kirishima who loves boxing with you, but hates when he accidentally hurts you, and apologizes a million times if he hits you too hard

Boxer!Kirishima who gets a boner every time he sees you wipe your sweat with a towel after training, and jerks off in the shower after you've left

Boxer!Kirishima who always leaves the gym ten minutes after you, and comes out of the locker room a stuttering mess.

Boxer!Kirishima that -despite being madly in love with you and jerking off to pictures of you- always respects you and defends you against cat callers on the streets.

Boxer!Kirishima who a few days ago asked you for a simple favor, but it turned into a lot more.

Boxer!Kirishima who asked "hey can you help me with my gloves? My hands are a bit rough today... heh" he awkwardly chuckles and rubs the back of his neck "sure Kiri!" You chuckle and walk over to him.

Boxer!Kirishima whose hands are big and rough because of his quirk. "Need some moisturizer?" You ask as you try to put on his gloves for him. "Uh.. n-no.. no need..." he chuckles nervously. The tent in his pants, ever growing as he looks at you in your sports bra and shorts. You notice the growing erection and smirk. "Excited?" You chuckle and he looks away.

Boxer!Kirishima that gulps and nods, looking back to you.

Boxer!Kirishima who, just moments later has you bent over a bench in the locker room, pumping in and out of your wet cunt

Boxer!Kirishima who, a few months later moved in with you and later proposed to you. After you say yes, you're both laying on the couch, his head between your thighs, two fingers inside of you as his tongue flicks over your clit, bringing you to orgasm multiple times before finally unzipping his pants and pumping his fat cock in and out of your dripping cunt.

Hope you enjoyed it. I know it seems unfinished but I kinda lost motivation and rushed in the end. Heh... anyway if you want more like this, feel free to tell me<3

Fluff because I'm bored

Katsuki Bakugo was a hero known for his fiery explosions and his fierce determination. However, when he was with you, he revealed a different side of himself. It was a quiet evening, and the two of you had decided to stay in. The soft glow of the living room lamp cast a warm ambiance as you cuddled on the couch.

Bakugo wrapped his strong arms around you, pulling you close. His usually sharp and intense eyes softened as he nuzzled into your hair, inhaling your familiar scent. "You know, you're the only one who gets to see me like this," he murmured, his voice gentle.

You smiled and snuggled closer, feeling his warmth radiate through you. "I like this side of you, Kats. It's our own little secret."

He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, his lips warm against your hair. "Yeah, well, you bring it out in me," he admitted, his words filled with a rare vulnerability.

As you both settled into the comfort of each other's embrace, you realized that even the most explosive personalities could be incredibly tender and affectionate. In that moment, wrapped in each other's arms, you felt like the luckiest person in the world.

And so, the hero who was known for his fiery explosions found solace and warmth in the quiet moments he shared with you, his heart ignited by the love he felt for you.

I would like to rant about grumpy middle aged men...

Lemme explain.

Like, this man is an asshole but in reality he's just a tired bean who needs some lovin.

Just imagine being in your twenties and meeting a 46 year old guy who's a total prick but it's just because he's lonely and doesn't trust anyone to get close.

Teensy drabble ahead:

Mdni 18+

Warnings: dry humping, gn!reader, (slight angst?), alcohol. Overall mature themes.

Enjoy!

You're out at a bar, right?

You were going on a date, looking all snazzy and fancy. But your date stood you up.

So now you're at a bar, drinking some mocktails (you're driving home, y'know)

You spot this middle aged man with stubble from not shaving for a bit. He's got tired eyes and gerys scattered throughout his hair and beard, and he's sipping on a beer.

You decide to go over to him, (cause he's not wearing a ring, and he looks sad and exhausted) you gently tap his shoulder and ask if he's alright, and he grumbles a halfhearted "I'm fine." And you roll your eyes, taking a sip of your drink before leaning against the counter of the bar, looking at him with a smile.

A few minutes of casual small talk and introductions later, he asks if you'd possibly be willing to call a cab for him since he's had quite a bit to drink. Naturally you offer to drive him home instead, a friendly expression on your face, as he hesitantly nods.

Once you've gotten him in your car and ask him where he lives, he says something a little surprising; he says "I don't even know, kid... My ex wife kicked me out, so I went to a bar to drown my emotions... Didn't really think about what I'd do after..." He lets out an exasperated sigh and looks out of the car window. After a few quiet moments of thinking, you decide to take him home, let him crash until he's sober and ready to figure out how to continue his life.

At your shitty little apartment, you get the couch ready for him to sleep on while he just sits on the living room floor, staring blankly into space for a while before speaking again "hey, kid?.. could you hug me..?" He asks hesitantly, looking like he's about to cry. You feel bad for him and walk over, sitting down next to him and pulling him into a comforting hug, gently rubbing his back as he silently cries into your shoulder for a while.

He eventually ends up in your bed, not wanting to leave the warmth of your embrace. He's holding you tightly, face buried in your chest, clinging to you as if he thought if he loosened his grip, even a little, you'd fade away and leave him in a pit of sadness.

He eventually calms down and relaxes against your body, hands tiredly running up and down your sides, face nuzzled in the crook of your neck. After a while, your scent becomes too much and he starts to feel the painful hardness in his pants, sighing in slight frustration as the sensation of your hands in his hair and on his back becomes too much for him.

He starts (not so) subtly grinding against your hip, desperate for some sort of friction.

You obviously notice, chuckling softly but brushing it off, 'he's drunk and lonely', you think, gently running your fingers through his hair and closing your eyes.

A few minutes later, he just can't take it anymore and starts pathetically humping the side of your hip, whimpering and holding on to your waist tightly.

You decide to wrap your legs around his hips, bringing him close. He starts grinding against your inner thigh, trying to get himself off.

I lost my spark. Feel free to elaborate on this, just tag me if you do.

- Lilith❤️

Hey people!

My real name is irrelevant, but my online persona is Lilith. She/they/I honestly don't care.

I'm new, young and English is not my mother tongue. BUT I like smut and cute fluff!

I write occasionally but don't expect anything major. Mostly drabbles and horny shower thoughts.

I really am not much of a weeb. But I have watched mha/bnha.

Anyway, enjoy my bullshit ❤️✨

(also, please don't interact if you're under 18. I can't keep you from reading, but if you interact I will have to block you.)

Love y'all ❤️✨

- sincerely Lilith 🙈

(lmk if you'd like me to make a tag list or you wanna be mutuals ❤️)