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The water dripped delectably from her lips as she drank from the fountain. Her tongue slid across her bottom lip to prevent the last bit to dribble down her chin. She has been complaining to Shinsou about how hot it was when they were getting out of school and he found the nearest water fountain, hidden by a couple of trees on the side of the school. There was a birch bench between the trees, the leaves that were piled on there showing how undisturbed it was. The shade helped them give off a nice breeze and also covered the fountain from the blazing sun from not being heated. Shinsou pressed his lips into a thin line as his mind went through endless possibilities of what he could do now that they were alone.
She bounced up to him. She was radiant, glowing with happiness. “Shinsou~” Her sweet voice was honey in his ears. “Whatcha looking at?” She peered into his eyes. He blushed at her closeness and hoped she couldn’t read how dirty his mind was getting.
“Just you,” he answered with a simple smirk. He pecked her lips softly. The apples of her cheeks heated as she shook her head, “You’re such a dork, ya know.” She moved the leaves away before flopping down on the bench, patting on the space for him to take a seat. He sat down next to her and noticed her skirt had hiked up to show off a little skin from her thighs that her stockings usually hid.
Oh, how soft they would be around his head.
He glanced up to her to distract himself from getting stimulated but his eyes landed on her chest and watched it rise and fall with the rhythmic pattern of her breathing. Something stirred within him as he thought of a way he could disrupt that pattern. He tugged at the grey scarf around his next. He was getting hot. He cleared his throat and stood up, “Y/N?”
“Shinsou?” As his name fell from her lips Shinsou’s stomach flipped. His mind fell into the dirtiest gutter. She could be mewling and moaning—screaming even—his name if he wanted. Shinsou blushed deeper at the thought.
“Do you . . . want to hang out at my place tonight?” He slowly but surely spoke, mustering up the courage to utter word after word.
So much for being smooth.
His insides were churning with anticipation as she thought for a moment and flashed a bright, playful smile with desire in her eyes
“Only if you make me.” She deliberately said with a small giggle at the end. He knew it couldn’t have only been him feeling that way and he was right. He bit his lip as the words rang in his head: ‘only if you make me.’
“Y/N…” he watched as a glossy look came over her eyes, “you’re going to come over to my house later.” She nodded immediately without hesitation. Shinsou’s mind was in shambles as he thought his favorite fantasies with her.
He stroked his hand over her soft cheek and leaned in closely. “Make sure you wear something sexy underneath your clothes.” His hot breath tickled her neck. Y/N nodded again; her face emotionless. “Now, go home. Do what you have to but don’t make me wait too long. Tell your parents you’re going to study with Uraraka. Make it believable.” Y/N turned around and bounced off. Shinsou bit his lip as he watched her walk away. Her skirt swished with every step; her stockings hugging her thighs perfectly. He was shaking with anticipation. He couldn’t wait to see what would be underneath that skirt later.
Tonight was going to be fun.
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There was a faint knock at his door. Shinsou stared at his reflection in the TV, encapsulated. There was another knock, louder this time. Shinsou shook his head from his trance. He has been practicing his quirk, trying to make it stronger and more effective but he has never done it for this long and never this far. He placed his quirk on her at 5:30 and it was currently 7:45. Shinsou was amazed at how time flew so quickly without feeling the strain of his quirk.
He went over and opened the door. There she was, standing in the narrow coffee brown hallway, still in the mindless state from before. She stared ahead. He was surprised that she was still in her sleep-like state but that was good. That meant no one noticed and didn’t press any questions.
He was improving.
“Wake up,” Shinsou ordered. He saw her eyes snap into reality as if she had been called out during class for daydreaming. Confusion shaped into her beautiful features, crinkling them.
“Shinsou? What happened? Where are we?” She began to ask him until she noticed his smirk. She looked around and paid attention to her surroundings. It was a cozy apartment that was surprisingly impeccable with dark, rich colors covering the walls and matching furniture. She noticed a picture of the purple-haired boy and some of his friends on a mahogany table next to a picture of them on their first date in a bowling alley.
Oh
O h
That’s why she couldn’t remember anything after school!
A sly smile crept up her face. She had always wanted to play his game where he would mind-control her and get her to do his bidding.
“Shinsou,” she stepped forward, quickly closing the door with her foot, tiptoeing so she could rest her hands on his shoulders. “Are we doing what I think we’re doing?” She cooed as she twisted a purple lock around her index finger.
“Absolutely,” he threw off his grey scarf onto the nearby couch. It was getting hot and stuffy in here.
“Now, what’s underneath this uniform, kitten?” Shinsou asked, tugging on the tie of the mandatory school uniform.
“Hmm,” She slid her hands up her delicate thighs. Slow, achingly slow until she had her hands underneath, “it feels lacy~” She smirked at him and placed a soft kiss against his lips. The smirk diminished as Shinsou reinstated his mind-control on her.
Shinsou grabbed her hand from underneath her skirt and led her to the sofa and sat down. She stood in front of him with a blank stare. He was getting used to that glossy look in her eyes.
He liked it.
“Strip for me now kitten.”
She began to quickly unbutton the white-collared shirt for him and Shinsou panicked and placed his hand over her, wanting to savor this. “Do it slowly, Y/N.” She obeyed him, undoing the button one by one and slowly pulling her shirt off.
This is turning him on.
The shirt fell free from her shoulders, revealing a black, lacy corset. Shinsou hissed in a breath, taking in her beauty. His hand reached to touch the leather that accentuated her curves. He felt his already member twitch. They haven’t even done anything, yet he was so impatient. He just wanted to be buried deep within her.
But he couldn’t.
He wanted to play with her a little longer.
“The skirt--” His voice came out hoarse. Shinsou cleared his throat, “Take off the skirt and the shoes. Leave the socks on”
She gave him a slight nod and shimmed out of her skirt, tossing her shoes aside in the process.
She stood there, ready for him, awaiting his next command.
Shinsou was absolutely dying inside. He was ogling her body. His eyes scanned up her thighs in those damn black stockings and matching black, lacy panties. He was so ready to destroy her but he had to keep himself composed.
He stood up slowly, “Come to the bedroom with me.” Shinsou mumbled, his confidence was wavering as the moment he had been waiting for began to draw near. She immediately did what he asked, following him to the door that was behind from the couch.
As he opened the door, a pre-prepped playground came into view. The dim lighting of the room gave it a feel for a night filled with pleasure. He had stripped the dark comforter off the master bed. Plush lavender pillows sat near the head of the bed. Images of her face pushed into those pillows made his heart race. Leather-bound cuffs were adorned from the headboard with soft white fur lining on the inside. He couldn’t wait to see her tied up. Lube packets and condoms were on the dresser with a black blindfold folded nicely next to it. He glanced nervously at her; maybe it was a bit much.
“G-go sit down on the bed, Y/N, and s-sp-spread yourself out.” Shinsou was barely able to get those words out. She followed his instructions. She sat down, leaned back onto her elbows and spread her legs out, bending one to give him a better view.
She was draped across the bed in that position just for him. In that sinful outfit. Shinsou wondered if he might be drooling.
He pulled up a chair in front of her, still tense about doing this? Will he mess up? Is she uncomfortable? Will he like this?
“Concentrate, Shinsou,” he mumbled to himself. “You know how Y/N wanted this, right? She even said so. You got her under your control. You can do this. You’ve been planning this. She wants this and she wants you.”
Shinsou, feeling a bit more confident but still uneased, went over to the dresser and took some lube. He should, at least, relax before doing anything. And besides, she was waiting patiently for his next order like a good girl.
He slid off his pants and briefs and sat down on the chair in front of her. The cold lube drizzled onto his member and he began to pump lazily, too interested in the next act of the show. His confidence was slowly coming back. He began to feel more comfortable doing this as a cocky smirk appeared on his face.
“Y/N, kitten, touch yourself. Slowly. And make sure you sing those pretty little sounds just for me.” Shinsou purred out his commands. She did exactly what he asked as she pulled aside her black panties. She was already a little bit wet; her finger stroked onto her pussy.
She rubbed small circles on her clit before inserting her finger slowly. A small whine of pleasure escaped her lips. Shinsou grip tightened around his dick, the pleasure shooting up as he imagined him inside of her, while she was screaming and sobbing out his name.
He needs to be patient.
Huffs and small whines filled the room as she added another finger, sliding them in and out of herself. More moans reverberated as she pushed deeper inside of herself. Shinsou tried to mimic the movements on his member. An idea suddenly popped into his head.
“Give me your hand.” Shinsou scooted his chair closer to her. She gave him her hand, inches from his face, still slick with her arousal. He began to lick off all the sweet juices from her alluring body, sucking her fingers clean.
“Now, crawl up to the headboard and put your arms above your head. And ditch the panties, okay? They'll get in the way.” Shinsou grinned as she obeyed him.
She pulled off her panties and tossed them onto the floor. She crawled on her hands and knees to the headboard. Her stockings looked so damn perfect on her. Her ass and her glistening, wet pussy were all on display, just for him. Shinsou had to control himself from diving into her right then. All he could think about her pulling his hair and scratching his back for more, more.
As she set herself on the plethora of pillows and put her hands above her head, she looked like a queen, awaiting her next entertainment from the comfort of her throne. Shinsou walked over to snap the cuffs on. He tilted her chin up, her pretty eyes, looking so empty. “You look so pretty like this, kitten,” He slipped between her legs, eyes gleaming with mischief. “But you'll look so much prettier when you make these pretty faces for me.” Two long fingers plunged harshly inside of her; a broken moan croaked out of her.
Shinsou fingers pumped in her hard and fast, her cunt so tight on his fingers. He decided to scissor her open then curl both fingers. With the overwhelmed pleasure and slight stinging pain, she accidentally snapped out of her trance without Shinsou knowing.
Huh? My mind feels less fuzzy. Did he lose control of me? Can I move my body freely?
The ghost of a smile appeared on her face when she realized she can freely move her fingers. Another moan poured out of her when he slipped in another finger and curled all of them at the same time, thrashing her leg a bit against the pleasure.
It felt too good.
“Y/N,” she quickly snapped her head towards him with a blank expression, hoping he didn’t notice she was free with her trashing leg and what felt like a loud moan. Shinsou unclasped her cuffs. “Blow me now. I need your mouth on me.” Shinsou said with hooded eyes, presenting himself to her. A smirk came over her face.
“You would want me to do something like that, you nasty.” She said with a giddy laugh.
Shinsou stopped dead in his tracks. His face reddened with the embarrassment of the brashness of his request. When did he lose control? He was sure she was under when she was being cuffed up. How could she have said such a snarky remark?
“When exactly did you break free from me?” Shinsou questioned, not going to use his quirk on her . . . yet. He needed to figure out how to punish her from breaking free.
“I'm not saying anything to you, sir.” Her mischievous grin widened. “Besides what are you going to do to me if I don't say anything?” She stuck her tongue out, knowing that Shinsou wouldn't do anything that bad. She figured she could push a few of his buttons.
Shinsou tsked as a solid plan formed into his mind. “I really hoped you would be more cooperative than that kitten.” Shinsou wrapped his hands behind her, untying the corset free from her, his smooth hands traveling over her back. She shuddered against his warmth but yelped when Shinsou pinched her nippled. He dropped the corset onto the floor with a sly smirk.
“But since it seems like you wanted to be a naughty girl,” Shinsou said as he made space to spread out his legs, showing off his erect member.
“I'm going to need to punish you.”
He locked mischievous eyes onto her wide ones as realization struck her. She tried to squirm away but he grabbed her by the hair, keeping her in place and heard her gasp in pleasure.
He quickly slammed her agape mouth onto his dick, not giving her time to adjust to his size as he fucked her in her mouth. Her eyes were quickly filled with pain and pleasure as she adjusted to the weight of his dick in her throat, trying to breathe through her nose.
Her mouth felt so good on him. Such a perfect mouth pussy for him. Such a needy whore, taking him so well as he fucks her throat harshly. Drool was escaping her mouth, getting all over her chin and neck and some even getting on her chest.
It was the perfect sight for him.
Shinsou felt powerful. Cocky. He can make her feel whatever he wants whenever. His hand on her head, controlling her at a fast pace, feeling the walls of her throat taking him in, the lewd sounds radiating off the room. His free hand went to play with her hard nipples. He slowly rubbed it then pinched it and pulled it. Her back arched towards the touch wanting–no–needing more of it. He grabbed a handful of her other breast, groping then kneading his hands on her. A moan was ripped out of her throat, the sound vibrating around his dick, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
God fucking damn it, she was going to be the end of him.
“You like that, you fucking slut? Fucking horny for my dick aren't you? You're mine. All mine. You feel so good on me, that dirty mouth taking me all in, trying to fit me in that naughty mouth of yours.” His mouth started to ramble off, not being able to stop himself from the words coming out. Tears were coming out of her eyes, the pleasure overwhelming her. He was bucking in her mouth, slamming his hips to her face, her nose touching his pubic hair. She began to grind herself on the pillows, trying to get some friction for her aching pussy, wanting something to fill her up.
“Aah aah aah, kitten. You can't do that just yet.” Shinsou commanded. A muffled sound vibrated on him when she tried to push herself off of him. Shinsou gripped her head and pulled her off, a string of saliva connecting them.
“What is it, kitten?” Shinsou coed at her, “Do you still want more?” Drool and precum were dripping out of her mouth, tears falling down her face.
“Shinsou,” her voice was hoarse and it was so fucking sexy. “Please, just fuck me! Please, I need you! Please, please, I will be a good girl now! I want you inside me, please!” Her eyes were pleading for him, aching for his dick inside of her.
“No,” Shinsou said with a smile. He'll play with her just a bit more.
“W-what?! What do you mean-” Shinsou reinstated his control on her, her face going back to a zombie-like state again.
“Back against the board. Hands up and legs apart. Now.” She did what she was told and scooted her way back until her back hit the board, moving the pillows off the bed, her nipple bruised and red. She spread her legs wide and open, just for him. Her hands went up near the handcuffs again. Shinsou went to slap on the cuffs for her and reached over the dresser to grab the black blindfold.
“Tilt your head towards me just a bit, kitten.” She obeyed and Shinsou fixed her hair for her before tying on the blindfold on her.
“Wake up,” Shinsou ordered her.
Why is it so dark in here?
She tried to move her hands but couldn't because of the bondage.
That was weird.
“I put the cuffs on and blindfolded you in case you couldn’t tell,” Shinsou said with pride dripping from him. “You can't go anywhere.”
“Oh no! Whatever shall I do?!” She hoarsely but sarcastically said as a tiny smile appeared on her face.
There is only one word that popped up in Shinsou’s head as he positioned his face between her legs, the fabric of her socks brushing against his cheek.
“Scream.”
Shinsou dived into the fine meal that laid before him. He was licking and sucking her out, tongue going up and down then wiggling inside her. Her sense of touch heightened with the help of the blindfold and her thighs quickly clamped around his head, locking him in place as a loud moan erupted from her.
It wouldn’t be too bad to die right here and now.
Shinsou heard her straining against the handcuffs, desperately wanting to grip something to ground her as she felt like her soul was being sucked out.
He sucked on her clit voraciously, her moans going a pitch higher than it was before. Her juices were sweet and slick against his tongue. Her back was arching for him, pressing her hips closer and closer to him.
He didn’t want to waste one drop of his sweet kitten.
He stopped to take off her stockings to bite and suck the inside of her thighs to mark what was his. These were for her to see. To show her how much of a great tease he is, how he could please her and no one else.
She was perfect for him.
Shinsou felt her legs twitch and her breath hitch, signs of her orgasm coming. He quickly stopped what he was doing and pulled his head free from the tight grip of her thighs. A pleading whine came out of her.
“Shinsou, please, don’t stop. Let me come. I’ll be a good girl, I promise.” She pleaded with a shaky voice, trying to locate where he was. Shinsou crawled over to the headboard to where she tried to place exactly where Shinsou was. Shinsou grabbed her chin, forcing her head to tilt his way.
“You’re so beautiful” he whispered gently, “I promise I’ll give it to you soon. Just wait a bit more” He kissed her softly on her cheeks and lips –– tasting a bit of him on her. He slid his digits into her entrance, pumping and stretching her entrance open. Another broken moan came out of her, her body squirming at the feeling. She pushed herself onto his fingers for a deeper sensation, rocking her hips back and forth. Shinsou used his other hand to rub at her clit, the feeling making her in such a haze.
When he thought it was enough he pulled his fingers out and licked his fingers clean.
Delicious.
Shinsou adjusted himself and lined up his erect member to her entrance, reaching over to the small table for more lube and stroked himself. He put his hands on her smooth hips, taking deep breaths to prepare himself.
"Are you ready?" He said softly.
"Yes, I'm ready for you, Shinsou. Just fuck me now." She breathlessly said. She was desperate after all the teasing he did to her. He would feel the same if she did it to him also.
He'll save that for another time.
“So needy.”
He began to slide himself in slowly but surely, making sure that she's adjusting to his size. He wasn't much, about average really, but it was enough for both of them groaning in pleasure. Shinsou bucked his hips into her once, twice, the feeling overwhelming him.
She just felt so good. And God, he wanted more.
Shinsou decided to go with a slow but deep pace, figuring out what spots were her sweet spots that made those heavenly noises. She was pushing herself down on him as they both went at the same pace, moving their hips together.
"~Aah! Shinsou! Shinsou! Ri-right the-aah~!" When he hit a certain spot. He began to abuse that spot endlessly. She was screaming for more, more, that that was the spot and she began to sob. She was straining on the cuffs, desperately wanting to grab anything she could get her hands on, hips arching to him. Shinsou decided to put his chest onto hers and laced her fingers with his. He began to thrust viciously into her, going crazy like an animal in heat. The bed was rocking hard against the wall, no doubt that the neighbors next door can clearly know what's happening. But he didn't care.
He was having the best fuck of his life so far.
She felt so good and her walls were tightening against his dick and she was so wet for him, so good for him. He put his mouth on her neck, sucking out purple marks onto her that would last for weeks.
"Shin-shinsou! I'm gonna-I'm gonna-"
"Ssh, it's ok. I know. Come for me, kitten." He whispered delicately into her ear, a moan coming out of his mouth. He felt like coming too.
So close, so close, so close, so close, so close!
He let one of his hands slip away from her tight grasp and began to abuse her clit, those few strokes making her emit a shattering moan, her eyes rolling to the back of her head and her coming on him, almost pushing him off. He came right after her, painting her walls white with come. He went slack against her and they both gasped for air. It was quiet for a while, listening to each other breaths and their bodies cooling down as they got off from that high.
"Do you mind getting me out of these cuffs Shinsou?" She was with a sweet but raspy voice, no doubt needing water.
"Oh shit sorry about that." Shinsou reached over her head and unclasped the soft fur handcuffs. Her wrists were red with the friction but nothing to be too worried about.
"That feels so much better now." She began to massage at her wrists, "My hands feel asleep near the end." Shinsou barked out a laugh, loud and unrestrained. It felt so good to do that right after fucking his brains out.
"Why didn't you tell me then?" Shinsou said, gasping for air and slapping on the bed.
"Well, I didn't want you to think that I was making excuses!" A small little giggle came out of her and then they both started laughing hard.
This.
This was it.
"Ok, but can you out of me? I feel very icky and sticky-"
"That's what she said." Shinsou quietly said.
"Oh my God Shinsou, would you stop? No time for jokes you picked up from Kaminari." She lightly smacked him on the shoulder.
"It's always time for jokes from Kaminari." A light chuckle from Shinsou came out.
"No but seriously, get out of me. I wanna shower."
"Fine." He pushed out of her gently, his seed and hers spilling out a bit.
It kinda turned him on.
She clamored out of bed, her legs wobbling a bit as she walked to the master bathroom and almost slipped. Shinsou almost tripped while putting on a fresh pair of boxers as he laughed at her while she flipped him off. He removed the stained sheets and threw them into a laundry basket that was propped near the door.
He went into his closet that was on the right side of his bed and pulled out an old shirt and shorts he had and placed it inside the steaming bathroom. He heard her humming in the shower, a melody that was stuck in her head all day. He smiled softly at her, closing the door gently in front of him to give her privacy.
He continued to clean up the mess they’ve made; the unused condoms, the lube bottle, handcuffs, blindfold, and pillows off the ground and picked up their discarded clothes to put into the filling basket.
He was so tired.
When he turned around, he saw that his girlfriend had put on his too-big shirt.
She looked so cute.
He would have to give her his clothes often.
Her hair was wet and tangled as she brushed out her hair. Shinsou grabbed a spare blanket and shorts from his closet and snatched her onto the bed.
“Shinsou! I’m gonna get you all wet!”
“Not a problem. Sleep with me.” He mumbled to her.
“I just did.” She said with a giggle.
“No, like take a nap with me. I’m tired. Five minutes, please?” He nuzzled into her neck, coaxing her to relax with him.
“Fine, anything for you Shinsou.” She turned her body towards him, resting her head on his arm, chest to chest, her legs tangling with his like a puzzle piece.
The city lights were filtering in from the partially closed blinds, casting a yellowish glow in the dim room. Y/N’s wet hair was tickling Shinsou’s nose as he smelled his shampoo and body wash on her: lavender and coconut. Her body molded onto him, her face buried into his chest as he gently massaged her back.
"I love you, Shinsou" she delicately said, the words barely a whisper.
"I love you too, kitten," He gave her a small kiss on her forehead, "Now sleep."
"Yes, sir."
You see, the thing Shinsou had with Y/N was one-of-a-kind for him. Never had he seen someone so bold but refreshing. Someone who didn’t shy away from challenges but also had that adorable factor with her that made all his bad days. Nothing really mattered to him unless it was something or someone to protect until the end of time.
Someone who didn’t mind him just listening to her talk and taking her words in. Who didn’t judge his “villainous” quirk. She embraced it, cherished it and even wanted to bring it in into their sex life.
That is what steals his breath away every time he looks at her.
Her laugh.
Her smile.
Her soft kisses.
Her bad jokes.
All her imperfections.
Her insecurities.
Her dreams.
Her fears.
He was in love with her.
And to make it better,
She was also in love with him.