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Unpredictable (Nighteye X Reader X Mirio) NSFW

Summary: Even with his Foresight, Mirai doesn’t predict having a threesome with his old mentee and said mentee’s new girlfriend. He isn’t upset about it, though. Some things are better left as a surprise.

Pairing: Mirai Sasaki (Sir Nighteye) X fem!reader X Mirio Togata Word Count: ~ 7.3K Warnings: spoilers for season 4 (but everybody lives), swearing, graphic sex, threesome, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, squirting, spitroasting, no condom, spitting, improper use of Quirk Author’s Note: Y’all pray for me. This is definitely the most explicit thing I’ve ever written. So much sinning involved, good god. After reading this, make me feel better about my disgusting self.  ~

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Request for Enji with a daddy kink and water ports please 🥺👉👈

Ownership | Enji Todoroki

Summary: Nothing gets Enji possessive like seeing his little girl with the Symbol of Peace.

Pairing: Enji X fem!reader Word Count: ~ 900 Warnings: swearing, daddy kink, light bondage, sub/dom undertones, possessiveness, marking, watersports Author’s Note: I would just like to say that getting this as my first request was absolutely appalling, not because it’s gross to me but because I literally could not have written myself a better request. Endeavor? Daddy? Piss? Like, I will be 100% up front with y’all, those are legit top fetishes of mine so just *chef’s kiss* Thank you, anon. Thank you so, so much. Whoever you are, I hope you enjoy this tiny piece. 

You knew he was mad as soon as you caught his icy gaze, blue eyes narrowing dangerously, irritated by the boisterous, hulking hero beside you. Taking in the enormous hand on your back, Enji had sucked his teeth at the two of you, his gaze flicking from your sheepish expression, to All Might, back to you and watching as you sank further and further into yourself, shrinking away from the Symbol of Peace. As you should. All Might is friendly and personable, but you don't have any real business with him, not like you’re his sidekick, his little girl, should have just said a polite hello to the number one hero and went on your way, but you didn't, and now you're paying for it. 

Completely naked save for the cuffs around your wrists, you blink up at Enji from your spot on the ground, waiting for him to acknowledge you, and as soon as he does, you're blabbering, "I'm sorry, Daddy, really--"

"I didn't say you could talk," he intones, deep voice sounding bored as he flips to another sheet of paper on his desk. 

You wince, try to shift your weight from one knee to the other, but it's no good. You've been kneeling for the better part of an hour at this point, and your legs are aching, begging for a stretch that you won’t get until Enji allows it. 

More shuffling paper, a few large sips of water from the glass he’s been nursing, and excessive fidgeting on the tiled floor until Enji finally stands, his frame huge and blocking out light from the window behind him. He’s in civilian clothes--a turtleneck and jeans, and you watch with wide eyes as he finishes the last few swigs of his drink and sets the cup down heavily. 

“Do you know what you did wrong, baby girl?”

You gulp. He’s going to lecture you, and it’s going to hurt, but… It’s for your own good. Everything he does is for your own good. 

“I talked to All Might at the station. I’m sorry, Daddy--”

He shushes you as he approaches, stopping right in front of you but remaining upright. All you can do is nuzzle into his thigh and hope for forgiveness. A warm hand settles on the back of your head, and he pets you gently, though his voice is gruff when he corrects, “It wasn’t that you talked to him. You let him touch you.”

“I know. I wasn’t--”

“He doesn’t get to touch you. Only Daddy gets to touch you, remember?” You nod into him, nose brushing his covered crotch. “Say it.”

“Only Daddy can touch me.”

He hums in approval, smooths more hair from your face, then pushes you back. “Good girl.” 

You smile at the praise, sitting up a little straighter as your stomach flips when Enji goes for the zipper of his pants. He pulls his impressive length free, smirking when he notices your eager expression and the way you drop your jaw for him, an invitation he never refuses.

“No, not now, you little temptress,” until now apparently. He grips the base of his cock, only half hard, and grunts out a dark, “Right now I’m going to make sure you don’t forget who you belong to.”

Enji’s piss hits you right between your tits, very hot and very unexpected. You can’t help the shocked, “Daddy!” that slips out of your mouth and wriggle in an attempt to get away from his aim. 

The towering man just laughs and warns, “Move too much and I’ll get it on your face,” directing the stream up to your neck as if to prove his point. 

You stop struggling then, bite down on your lower lip harshly as the warm liquid drips down your torso. The acrid scent makes your nose twitch, mouth turning down in a grimace as he lowers it back to your chest, then your stomach, then your pelvis, making sure you’re as covered in his scent as he can--because that’s what this is: he’s marking his territory, like a fucking dog. 

There is a dull throb between your legs, and you look up at him guiltily as his flow decreases slowly but surely. He’s able to soak your thighs at least, then shakes his dick twice and shoves himself back in his pants. 

You shiver under his gaze, already chilled from the rapidly cooling urine on and around you. You’re sitting in a little puddle and honestly want nothing more than to stand up and throw yourself into the shower, but--

“Don’t look at me like that, baby girl,” Enji rumbles, finally, finally leaning down close to you. He caresses your face with a large, calloused hand, rubs his thumb under your eye, but his gentleness is betrayed by the blaze in his turquoise eyes. You know this isn’t over. “It’s for your own good, remember?”

“Y-yes,” you stutter, trembling under his gaze.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy,” you add quickly.

He releases another one of those hums of approval, brushes his lips over yours, then straightens. 

“I’m going out for dinner. Be a good little girl and stay here until I get back.”

And, with that, he’s striding out of the office, leaving you wet, shaking, and shamefully aroused. 

Sway Me (Todoroki X Reader) NSFW

Summary: Shouto Todoroki is a lot of things, but the most prominent traits that come to mind are annoying, aloof, and ridiculously good with his mouth. 

Pairing: Shouto Todoroki X fem!reader Word Count: ~2.5K Warnings: swearing, explicit sexual content, cunnilingus, semi-public shenanigans Author’s Note: This is, like, 100% inspired by @spicyness drunkenly posting that Todoroki would eat pussy “like it’s his day job”. Characters are aged-up, and this takes place in a quirkless, college setting. Also, I wrote this in, like, an hour, so sorry if it’s trash (also explains that dumb ass title, don’t roast me)

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