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It had always been a bit difficult dating a pro hero. And not just any pro hero at that, the number one pro hero. But you always did your best to keep up with him. Because he loved you, and you loved him. Though, that didn't help your being insecure at times.

But, luckily, that wasn't one of these moments. Actually you were quite happy in the instance as his head was between your legs.

Your fingers grabbed at his viridescent curls, scratching at his scalp as he let out an appreciative groan in response.
He had been home all day and this was the best use of your time after lounging around all day.

"Izu~" you breathe out, arching your back off of the bed.

Izuku had always been attentive. And that was one of things you loved about him.

The freckled male slipped two of his digits inside of you, your arousal making for a good lubricant that helped you take them in, sucking them down immediately which he gasped at. "You take my fingers so good, sweets" he praises you, feeling you clench slightly around his fingers at the statement

Izuku had always been a praiser.

Which is why it had never crossed your mind that he might enjoy praise too.

He always made you feel good, and you came to the conclusion that you had to let him know that more, though you weren't thinking about that at all when you accidentally said

"Shit, you're such a good boy" you mewled out quietly

That brought your boyfriends movements to a quick halt, his emerald eyes locking with your own.

"Oh, geez. Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Say that again" he interrupts you, his green eyes now sparkling

"What?"

"Will- Will you call me that again, please?" he asks in a more timid tone than before, a slight blush dancing along the tips of his ears

You smiled softly, "You are a good boy, Izu. You make me feel so good" you whisper out to him, never breaking eye contact as you start to twirl some of his verdant curls around your finger.

His entire face turns red, his shoulders tensing as he went back down to your unattended to sex, licking a long stripe up it. He went back to the previous position as he added to fingers, quickly beginning to pump them.

You stifle a moan, biting your lip as your back arches dramatically off the bed. He was a lot more intense then before, intent on getting you to feel good.

"You're so good, Izu" you moan out, pushing his hair away from his face as he continues to slurp you up like he hadn't eaten in days.
He curled his fingers upwards, a surefire way to make you cum which he obviously knew. Giving your clit a few more lashings, you unraveled in his hands, the tightness in the pit of your stomach coming undone as a silent scream fell from your lips.

Your body fell a little limp as your boyfriend crawled up, giving you a tender kiss on the lips. You smiled, "Shouldn't we take care you now?" you query, snaking your hand between the two of you to palm is hardened cock.

He let out a low groan, "Yeah, I think we should" he whispers, catching you in a kiss again.

But you both jump when Izuku phone rings, ruining your intimate moment. He sighs, giving you a guilty and apologetic look. Getting up from the bed he walks out of the room to take the call.

This is what you meant when you talked about it being difficult to date a pro hero. Especially since you yourself were just a doctor.

"I'm sorry baby" Izuku immediately apologises as he walks through the door, sitting on the bed with you, "Tsukauchi found evidence for a time sensitive case, and I really don't know if there will be another time when we'll be able to ge-" but you cut him off by holding up your hand

"It's fine, Izu. It's your job" you chuckle out, trying to help him relax his nerves before he delves deeper into his rambling spree. He gives you another sad looking before he goes to suit up. You lay back in the plush bed, sighing as you shake your head with a small smile on your face.

Izuku gives you a quick kiss before leaving the house, heading straight to the police station.

You grab your laptop from the bedside table. Thinking that with your newfound information about your boyfriend, you should buy some things.

A week or so later~

Your tools hadn't come yet, and to be honest you were a bit anxious to get them. You didn't know how your boyfriend would feel about these, but you hoped he enjoyed them.

You were sitting there on your phone when there was a knock on the door, "I'll get it!" you yell to Izuku excitedly, running to the door. You open and you see a package with your name on it on the front porch.

Yes!

You bring it in, bumping into the green haired male when he was coming into the hall, "Whatcha got there. My birthday present?" he jokes, pouring himself a glass of water as he leaned on the counter, sipping on the beverage

"You wish" you stuck your tongue out at him, ripping the tape open with your key before tossing it aside. Izuku still trying to peek over your shoulder at your purchases.

His eyes slightly widen though, when you pull out a pair of fluffy green handcuffs, a similar green coloured ball gag, a shiny black blindfold, and another green item which he wasn't able to see. You turned to him excitedly, "Close your eyes" you tell him, Izuku cocking an eyebrow in return, "Just do it" you sigh

He gives you a small laugh, obeying your request. You quickly take the neckpiece, clipping it in the back and adjusting the 'jewel' on it.

"Okay, I'm gonna take you to the mirror so you can see how pretty you look" you whisper into his ear as if it was a secret. His shoulders tense when you get so close to him, nodding his head slowly.

You take him to the mirror in your bedroom --since that's where all the action would be happening anyways-- telling him to open his eyes.

You hear his breath hitch as his eyes focus on what's around his neck.

A collar, the same color as his hair nonetheless. It had diamonds bedazzling the perimeter of it, and two little emeralds on either side of the tag engraved with 'Good Boy'.

He freezes as his mind goes blank.

"Izu?" you call, worried about him not responding, "Izuku?" you tap on his shoulder haphazardly, making him jump away from you.

"Ah, sorry baby" he apologises, scratching the back of his head. You hang your head low, fiddling with the items still in your hands

"Sorry Izu. If you don't like it you don't have to wear it. I just thought it would be nice to try something new seeing as I found out something new about you. But I shouldn't have bought it without your permission and if you want we could go ahead and return it. I promise you don't need to feel obligated to wear it or anything, it was really stupid of me to buy it in first place, so you don't ha-"

"(Y/n)" your boyfriend cuts you off as you were also prone to rambling and mumbling

"Could we, try these out right now?" he asks, moving closer to you as he cocks his head towards your bed.
Your smile widens as you nod your head eagerly, basically running to the bed.

"Are there any more piece that come with my little 'accessory'?" he laughs, flicking the tag on it. You catch you plump bottom lip between your teeth, nodding your head.

You reach into the little black bag and pull out a matching color leash. "Again, none of this is obligated. So you don't have to do any of this" you remind him hastily, waving your hands in front of your face. Izuku takes the leather leash from you, examining it.

"I really like this" he admits, "Since you have the leash, and I'm wearing the collar... Do you wanna, be in control first, maybe?" he asks you, moving closer to let his hand brush away stray piece of your (h/c) hair

The tips of your ears burn. Yeah, you'd done a little switchy switchy here and there before, but he'd never outwardly asked you to top him.

"Well, I mean, sure, I guess" you respond unsurely, watching his face light up

"Ok um, I don't know if you'll look at me differently when I tell you this but I really like being dominated by you" he confesses quickly, wanting to feel you on top of him already. At this you raise your eyebrows. You never would have thought if you were being honest. Just look at him, he was tall, muscular --but not the type of scary bodybuilder muscular, more like lean and built muscular, just how you liked-- insanely handsome, and unnecessarily kind. He was the epitome of a soft dom, and he could never shake that.

But with his praise kink you could also see him having a sub side when you thought about it hard enough.

You give him a soft smile, "Of course I don't look at you differently. That just makes this more fun" you explain, your soft smile morphing into something more sinister as you crawled over to him, catching him in a kiss.

Placing your hands on either side of his head, you let your weight push him down onto the bed. Snaking your hand up to his head, you tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling on it gently, Midoriya parting his lips to let out a small sigh. You took this opportunity to slip your tongue past his lips, his own moving in tandem with yours as he feverishly felt up and down your body.

You'd never actually 'dominated' before. Sure, you'd had your fair share of ordering around. But you never actually had him under your full control, so you weren't really sure what you were supposed to do. You had some idea, so you broke apart from him, watching him look at you confused as you tore his hands away from your body

"Ah ah" you tutted, clasping the leash in your hand around his collar, pulling him up with you, "Good boys don't touch things unless they're given permission, right?" you ask, not breaking eye contact with him until you tilt your head softly to the side, a smile on your face

"Y-yes" he whispers, holding his head down

"Yes what?" you ask, tilting your head. Not meaning to humiliate him as you ask

"Yes ma'am" he answers quietly, still looking down

Taking his chin in between his fingers to make him look at you, "Good boy" you utter, giving him a quick kiss afterward as his face erupted in a blush. You give him another soft smile, and he returns it.

You pull on the hem of his shirt, silently taking him to take it off. He understands, pulling it off in one swift move. And the way his biceps flexed as he did was absolutely delectable "Now, since you know the rules and you're being so good, I think you deserve a reward?" you prompt, raising an eyebrow as you lead him back to the bed to sit down. You pull him into another kiss when he stops you, making you a bit anxious

"Oh. Are- are you okay? Is this too much?" you question, looking at him worriedly

He shakes his head, his vibrant curls bouncing, "Nothing's wrong. I was just hoping that maybe... I could make you feel good?" he asks, ending the question quietly as you looked down from embarrassment, "I- It's just that, what kind of person would I be if I let you do all of the work? That wouldn't make me a good boy" he mumbles the last part, still avoiding your eyes as he shifted on the bed.
You crouched down to his sitting position, finally catching his eyes, "Izu, that's fine. If you really want to then I can tend to you later, because it looks like you really need it" you chuckle, quickly dragging your hand across the tent in his pants. He lets out a rough breath through his nose, biting his lip.

"Okay okay, I get it" he responds, helping you get up onto the bed. You quickly shimmy out of your shorts, but leave your underwear on. You use your elbows to hold yourself up to watch him, grabbing hold of the dangling leash and pulling him toward you, "You need to be selfish sometimes" is all you tell him before pulling him into a kiss, your canines sinking into the soft flesh of his bottom lip, making him let out a soft, barely audible whimper that had your heart and sex pounding. You quickly slide your tongue over the bitten spot, soothing it as he pulled away.

He tugged on the hem of your shirt, a silent way of asking you to take it off. You think for a moment before shaking your head, "Here" you say, taking off your bra from under your short sleeve shirt, "Now you still have access" you smile, looking down to him as he stared at your shirt intensely as if he was trying to burn it with his eyes. He looks back up to you, waiting for consent. You give him a smile, "Izu, just like every other time, I give you full consent to do whatever you want, you don't have to ask before you do anything, well, for right now that is." you smile, running your hand through his soft, viridescent locks. He blushed as he continued, bringing his hands up slowly to grasp your breasts, "God, you're so beautiful" he murmurs, eagerly slipping both of his hands under your shirt, his right hand rubs over your hardened nipple, fully pushing up your shirt not even a moment later to take the other in his mouth.

You let out a soft breath at the feeling of his hot mouth on your most sensitive parts. He continued to switch between your breasts, giving each the attention they deserved. He moved down your body, kissing each and every part he could reach, his wandering hands trying to grab onto anything they could touch. He finally made it to your sex after what felt like an eternity. Izuku placed a soft kiss to your inner thigh, sucking lightly over it to create a small bruise, he loved to see you marked up but he'd never admit it.
Pushing your underwear to the side, he took your clit into his mouth, sucking on it softly. Your lips parted as he started to trace your clit with his tongue, drawing lazy shapes on it. Your hand dropped the leash, grasping onto his hair, your nails scratching his scalp prompting him to let out a low appreciative groan. He dipped his tongue down into your entrance, pushing it as far as he could to taste you.

Removing his tongue he pushed two of his fingers into you, pumping them slowly but gradually gaining speed the more you whimpered. He latched onto your clit again as your back arched from the bed

"God, you're doing so good. 'M gonna cum" you called, pulling him impossibly closer to your burning sex as you basically rode his face

The heat in your abdomen was growing each second, along with the familiar tight feeling. Your thighs started to close instinctively, almost like you didn't want to reach your high when both you and Izuku knew you did. The green haired male, removed his fingers, throwing your one of your legs over his shoulder before returning to the previous position (pp lol). The new angle of your leg making his fingers feel like they were reaching further than before. You cried out, arching your back as you shamelessly came on his face and fingers, Izuku lapping it all up without hesitation.

He helped you ride out your high, sitting back on his heels and wiping your slick from his mouth with the back of his hands afterward.

"Who knew you could be so obedient?" you ask him through panting breaths, sitting up with him

"That- That's good, right? That's what you wanted?" he asks worriedly, changing his sitting position to sit more comfortable

You nod your head, bringing your hand up to caress the side of his face, "That was such a good thing you did" you coo, moving in closer to his face, "Being so obedient for me. I'm so proud of you" you smile, quickly snaking your hand up from his cheek to pull downward on his hair. The praise mixed with the slight tingle of pain from his scalp left him to only let out a loud whimper. You watch as he bites down on his lip, trying to stop the pathetic sound from coming out of his mouth. He bites down on his lip hard enough that you notice a small drop of blood, you pull his bottom lip away from his teeth, swiping your finger over the blood, frowning.

"Don't hurt yourself" you chide, looking at him in a displeased manner, "You can be as loud as you want. I want to know that you're feeling good" you finish, continuing to frown at him which makes him uncomfortable as well.

He didn't want to disappoint you. He didn't mean to do that. He felt bad now, he just wanted to make you proud of him.

He looked down, "'M sorry" he mumbles, twiddling with his fingers, "It won't happen again, I don't wanna make you mad" he tells you, looking up to your eyes as his filled with sadness. You sigh, moving closer to him as you rub over the small cut on his bottom lip, "I'm not mad at you Izu, I just want you to know that you don't have to be ashamed of the noises you make. In all honesty, I love hearing you like this. It lets me know I'm doing a good job, and that you like what I'm doing. But I'm not mad or disappointed with you" you finish with a small smile, pulling him into a chaste kiss to further get you point across.

When you pull away you see that his eyes are watering, "Aw, are you okay?" you ask, cradling his face in your hands to wipe the few tears that fell. he nodded his head, obviously embarrassed as he looked away, "I just never had too many people tell me they were proud of me. Which is probably why I have a praise kink now" he chuckles at himself, "I've never really had anyone to rely on I guess. Before I was always bullied, but once I got the hang of my quirk, I was the strongest and everybody relied on me" he continued, still not meeting your eyes as the blush on his cheeks remained prominent, "A-and it's not like I'm a hero for the praise or recognition. I know this sounds really weak but, you make me want to rely on you, you make me feel like I don't have to be the strongest all the time, I guess" he confesses, finally meeting your eyes

When Izuku saw the tears in your eyes he immediately thought he had fucked up. He put his hands out, trying to make coherent sentences but his brain failing him, "I- Oh god- (Y/n), I'm sorry. Did I say something to upset you?" he frowns, trying to help you

You turn your head, putting your hand up because you couldn't believe you were crying right now, "No Izu. I'm not upset. I just can't believe someone as great as you relies on me" you explain quietly, "I'm so so proud of you for being able to tell me that. You don't always have to be the strongest, okay? It's okay if you just sit back and relax and let someone do the work for you. Because out of everyone in this world, you're probably the person you deserves it the most" you finish, placing a kiss on his cheek and wrapping him in a hug.

"Jeez, I'm sorry. I just like, ruined this whole moment. I didn't mean to start crying" you chuckle, getting off of the bed to get some tissues. You start to walk when you feel your boyfriends strong arms wrap around you

"You didn't ruin anything (Y/n). I was the one who started crying first" he says, burying his head in your shoulder making it hard for you to hear his next words

"And besides, I think you're pretty when you cry" he murmurs. It takes you a while to fully decipher what he says, but when you do, your face goes strawberry red. You weren't expecting him to say something like that, yes he was bold sometimes, but never that bold. You shift, turning around to look at him, "To be honest I think you're pretty when you cry too" you shrug, taking him aback by how straightforward you were with him, "I always have, I just didn't know how you would take it if I told you. In all honesty, you are the prettiest boy I have ever met, and I will die on that hill" you deadpan, looking him straight in eyes.
Izuku stares at you for a second, taking in your expression that showed you were dead serious, before he burst out laughing, "Well- well I'm glad we're on the same page with each other then" he says between panting breaths

He comes in and gives you another hug, "God I love you so much" he says, taking in your scent with one deep breath.

You hug him back, but a smirk spreads across your lips when you feel something prodding against your thigh

"Izuku" you call, making the other a bit surprised because you used his full name

He hums to signal he was listening as he tightens his hold around your midsection

You don't say anything, proceeding to lift your leg up the slightest bit so that his erection comes into contact with your thigh.
Izuku's breath hitched before he let out a small moan

"Izu? Are you okay?" you ask him, knowing full well that he is not and the reason he's not okay

"Mhm" he rasps, nodding his head

"Are you sure?" you ask him again, grinding your thigh against him as you finished the question

"yEs!" he accidentally said louder than he intended, the pressure on his member starting to become too much. Well not too much, per se, it's not like it was too much for him to handle, it was the contrary actually. It wasn't enough. You kept giving him little amounts of friction that wouldn't do anything for him. "(Y/n)~" he drew out your name in a breathy moan, desperately wanting to feel you

You hum, turning your head to him

"Please" he whimpers, trailing off

"Please what, Izu? you quirk an eyebrow, a small smile on your lips, "Use your words, Izu. Or I won't know what you want" you say softly, gently stroking his back

"Please, please. Please let me touch you. I promise I'll be good" he pleads, his head falling between his shoulders as you put more pressure on his erection.

"Hm. How about this? If you can use my leg to get yourself off, then I'll fuck you afterward. If not, then we'll just have to continue this another day?" you explain, giving him a proposition. He looks up into your eyes, his own clouded with lust, because after everything that has happened, he still hasn't had the sweet release he's been wanting. It looks like his need to cum was more important than his need for praise and validation after all?

"Mhm" he nods his head, agreeing to your terms

"Oh, but before we start..." you trail off, reaching over to the bed to grab the green ball gag, "I know habits are hard to break even if you're trying your hardest to be good. So, just in case you might bite your lip some more, we'll put this here" you explain once more to him, securing the gag at the back of his head while making sure the ball was centered correctly. "Ok, you can start whenever you're ready" you inform him, pushing your thigh up one last time to get him started

That was all he needed, Izuku grabbed onto your waist, beginning to grind against your thigh. A moan tearing through his throat as soon as he got the friction he needed

"Fuck" he moaned out, his head still dropped
You put your hands on his shoulders as the sheer force from him grinding against you almost made you fall down

He held on tightly to your waist, panting breaths and whimpers being the only thing heard from him.
He looked so delicious right now. And you had half a mind to throw some degradation into the mix. But you didn't know how he would react so you just stuck to praise

"You look so pretty right now, Izu. Is that all for me?" You ask sweetly, using your pointer finger to tilt his head to look at you.
Though, the absolute fucked out look on his face when you're eyes locked caught you off guard.

He nodded, "All for you" he cried, garbled around the ball gag

In that moment, you felt a big swell of pride in your chest. To see this big, strong man at your mercy. It was one of the best feelings. Knowing that he likes it was an even better feeling.
Everyone knew him as Deku, the hero who never stopped smiling, and who was one of the most innocent celebrities. You always scoffed at that.
Innocent?
Far from it actually. And you were the only one who knew what lewd fantasies he dreamt about, the photo album of you in his phone, and exactly what it took to break him. Granted it was easy from what you'd learned so far, you were the only person who had that information. He was like putty in your hands, and when you did the right thing, you could mold him and bend him to your will. Literally.

His hips started moving faster against your thigh, his loud lewd moans spilling out because he was unable to even close his mouth. You smiled at him sweetly, bringing his head up again to give him a sweet kiss. He was trying to be gentle, he really was, but it was becoming difficult for him to even pretend to keep his composure around you. His fingers dug into the sides of your hips, his head still down because he was embarrassed. He was enjoying this way to much, and he was embarrassed because of it, his face cherry red

"No, pleasepleaseplease, 'm gonna cum. Gonna cum so hard" he barely got out around the gag. How you understood him was beyond you both, but he was grateful for it

"Ah ah" you tut, waving your finger as you pull away from him, a helpless whine coming from his throat at the fact that you had edged him, "You didn't ask for permission, did you?" You query, cocking an eyebrow as you wrapped his leash around your hand

"N-no ma'am" he stuttered, knowing he was most likely in trouble

"I'll forgive you this time since you've been being such a good boy, but next time if you don't ask you won't get to cum at all, understand?" you threatened, looking down at him with almost a glare.
His cocked twitched under your heated gaze

"Yes ma'am- understand. 'M sorry, please let me" he cried, drooling slipping down the corner of his mouth as he gripped onto the waistband of his pants. He gripped the waistband so hard his knuckles were turning white, he wanted to touch you so bad but he didn't know if he was allowed to after you just scolded him. It was taking everything in him to keep from touching you, but he wanted to be your good boy, he wanted to make you proud of him

You smiled at him, not a sadistic smile, but one of your normal sweet smiles. You move closer to him but he doesn't do anything, just looking up into your eyes, "Yes, you can touch me" you inform him, yanking him closer by the leash still in your hand.

His hard cock accidentally grinds against your thigh when you pull him towards you, prompting him to let out a high pitched whine around the gag, his hands immediately finding your waist as he continued his movements from before. Moaning and drooling all over the place.

Since you edged him he was able to almost reach his high quickly. "Kiss, please" he whined, you obliged, bringing his face up to you and giving him a soft kiss on the his forehead making his head spin. When you pulled away his head dropped again as the pleasure swelled up in his abdomen.
You pulled on the leash, effectively pulling him closer to you, and making him look at you. Though when you pulled the leash, his cock rubbed up against you in an awkward way? You don't know if that was the right word because it couldn't have been awkward with the moan that ripped from his throat and bounced off the walls. Izuku was already a voice guy. He liked hearing your voice so he knew how good he was making you feel, and in normal circumstances where he was the top, vice versa. But this was one of the loudest moans you had every heard come from this man. It was a cross between a whine and a moan, making it more high pitched, though you'd be lying if you say it didn't trigger a small flood in your underwear.

"Fuck Izu. The sounds you make are so lewd" you tease him, reaching around to unclasps the ball gag in his final moments.

"Fuckfuckfuck fUck" he swore, his voice inching up an octave as he found a particular way he'd like to rut against you

"Please please plEase lemme cum" he asks, riding your thigh harder as his breathing is ragged, almost like he's not at all. "FuCk, please. I wanna- 'M gonna- pleAse" he begged, tears collecting in the corners of his eyes. You bring up your fee hand, stroking his hair, "Okay, you can cum. Cum all over me so I can see your pretty little cum face" your whisper in his ear paired with the simultaneous drag of your fingernails across his scalp was what helped him to cum

"FuCk~" he swore loudly as he reached his climax, the rope in his abdomen snapping as you continued to grind your leg into his now soft member.

You watched as his cum started to dampen the fabric of his pants which he never took off

"(Y/n)~" he slurred in a small whimper, his body trying it's best to stand upright. But he couldn't. If he was being honest, that was one of the best orgasms he'd had in his entire life, and it was definitely taking a heavy toll on his body.
His strength was taking a bit of time to come back as his foggy head cleared back up, he used what little strength he had left to push himself off you as he fell on the floor with his back against the bed, a grunt tumbling out of his mouth on impact.

You quickly kneel down to him, placing your hands on his shoulders, "Oh my god, Izu are you okay?" you ask worriedly, fear painting your features as you were concerned that you had hurt him

"Shit" he swore out lowly, sitting his frame up against the mattress. He brought his head up to to meet your eyes, though yours widened when you saw his expression. He was smiling so wide, his feature lit up like a christmas tree

"Jeez (Y/n), I- Oh my god" he tried, but again his brain failed him, "I mean, shit. That. Was amazing" he tells you, looking you in your eyes as he brought your hand up to gently kiss the back of it. You stare at him, giving him a crooked smile as that was the last thing you expected him to say

"I'm glad" you respond, slowly crawling into his lap to end up straddling him, "But that was such a dirty thing you did, cumming in your pants like that" you say to him, accentuating your point by pushing your hips down onto him. A sharp breath left his mouth through clenched teeth, his hands hovering over your hips as he was unsure if he could touch you.

You get off of his lap, hearing a whimper at the loss of contact. Reaching back over on the bed you grab the other two unused items, "But, since you've been being good and following my orders, I'll let you pick. Do you wanna be able to see me, or do you wanna be able to touch me?" you ask, holding up the cuffs and black blindfold, watching as the gears in his head turn.

"Um, can I touch you, please?" the green haired male asks quietly, a crooked smile on his face

You give him a wide smile, tossing the handcuffs on the floor by the bed and sending him a wink, "We can still use those another day, though" you say to him, watching as a blush erupts on his face

"I-" but he really didn't know what to say

"Ok. On the bed. Now." you command in a demanding tone, pointing to the mattress. He scrambles onto the bed as quick as he can, hoping that you praise him for following directions so diligently. Sitting on his knees with his his hands politely folded in his lap he sucks in a breath as you walk closer to him, a bead of sweat rolling tone his exposed stomach that was still there from the earlier activities. You give him a smile. That smile being that last thing he saw before total darkness.
HIs hero senses kicked in as he tenses from the darkness, he knew it was coming, but it was still a very foreign feeling. It felt like all of his other senses were heightened even more then they usually more, and you immediately noticed this, cooing to calm him down.

"Izu" you call softly as you see his head turn to where your voice was coming from. You softly cradle his face, making him jolt a little bit, "If it makes you uncomfortable, we don't have to do it. We can ditch the blindfold and just do it like we normally do" you offer, already going to untie the blindfold. Izuku hand reaches up and grabs your wrists, thoroughly confusing you.

"N-no" he stutters, embarrassed "You don't have to, just... just tell me sometimes when you're gonna do something. I'm sorry. Yunno, the whole hero thing comes with the reflexes" he chuckles awkwardly, bringing your hands back down, "Don't worry, I'm not uncomfortable, I promise" he tell you, smiling as he heard your breaths steady

"Okay" you agree

You help him fully onto the bed to where he can lay vertically, he still sits up against the wall though.

You unbutton his pants, watching the sticky, white substance stick to his skin and his boxers as you pull them down. "Ha" you let out a chuckle, "You made such a big mess, Izu" you tell him, watching a blush rise up to his cheeks as his cock jumps a little at your comment. You lower your head, giving the tip of his cock a little kitten lick before quickly take the most you could

"(Y/n)-" he calls out your name in a long drawn out moan, unintentionally bucking his hips up into your mouth. You continued to lick him, and once you were sure he was completely clean of his salty cum you let go of him with a pop.

"No, no~" he whined when you let go him, already wanting to cum again. Even though he can't see you, you still glare at him, taking the head of his cock and squeezing it "FuCk" he moaned out abruptly, gripping the sheets harshly as his jaw clenched at the pain that he undeniably enjoyed even though he didn't know why. He was never really a pain guy, but that turned him on so much, his cock harder than it was before if that was even possible

"Don't whine. You can't tell me what to do. Because the last time I checked I was in control here, Izuku" you say harshly, squeezing his cock again
A high pitched moan tumbles from his lips, "No, no. Sorry- 'M sorry" he says quickly, fearing that he might cum if you kept squeezing him so much. And that was definitely embarrassing.

"Be lucky I'm giving you anything with how you're acting right now. And I thought you were a good boy" you scold, pumping his cock once in a slow manner, squeezing the head again when you reached it. He whimpered, something that honestly surprised both you and him both.

"No 'M sorry, I'll be good. I'm good- promise" he slurs, a drop of drool falling onto his toned chest

You remove your hand from his cock, bringing both of them up to his nipples before pinching and twisting them harshly.

"(Y/N)!" he basically screamed, though it was still a moan, which urged you to go farther. You lowered your head, gripping onto his strong pectoral, it was so defined he basically had titties --and it's not like you were mad about that-- but Izuku was at a loss.

Why was he so turned on by you hurting him?

Like he said, he'd never been a pain person. But at this point he was anticipating you slapping him, if anything he was hoping for it. He wanted you to degrade him, but praise him at the same time. Tell him he was a such a good manwhore --that he was such a good manwhore for you. He wanted you to pull his hair and edge him until he couldn't see straight, or even think straight. To be your house husband where you used him whenever and however you wanted. The sweet song you were singing with your honeyed words leading him farther into the ocean, until you brought out your weapon, spitting your venom, calling him every horrible name as your sweet siren song turned to a tune of death. And he wanted that. He knew the death was inevitable, but he walked closer to it, hoping-- no yearning-- to hear more of your sweet words laced with toxin, or your venomous words dripping with honey and sweetness. But he hadn't the slightest idea as to why.

You pinched his nipple again, and he jerked, a small cry slipping past his lips before he ground his cock up into your thigh, his large hands moving down to grip your ass softly, kneading it around in his hands.

You continued to fondle his nipples, going as far as taking one in your mouth to gauge his reaction, of course it was a welcome one, so you continued on with the foreplay for a little bit, really wanting to get him riled up but also riling up yourself with every moan, whimper, and whine that came out of his mouth.

"Whenever you touch yourself while you're thinking of me, do you ever play with your nipples too?" you ask him abruptly, pinching both of the hardened buds for emphasis.

His back arched slightly, a small gasp leaving his mouth as he shook his head vigourously, "No- no I don't" he answers breathily. You give him a small smile, grinding yourself down onto his member.

A whine erupted from his throat, a series of small moans following.

You slowly get off of him, informing him that you were just getting undressed the rest of the way. He hums in acknowledgement, trying his best to keep calm and ignore the throbbing of his member.

The bed dips with your weight when you finally get your clothes off and join him again. You take a hold of his leash and pull him toward you in a slightly harsh manner, seeing as he got more comfortable with having one of his senses taken away from him because he knew you were the one waiting for him when he took the blindfold off.
You pull him into a sloppy kiss, your arousal getting the best of you as you now felt like you needed him more than anything.

You tangle your hands in his hair, pulling on it and eliciting another smile whine --god, you would never get tired of hearing that-- your teeth clashed together as you tried to taste even more of him, climbing into his lap and rocking your hips against his. A small moan came from him, and that was it for you.

"Izu, I'm gonna fuck you now, okay? I'm gonna fuck you so good, yeah?" you say to him, though it sounded a little bit like a whine from how deprived you were of you extremely hot boyfriend.

You take his cock, feeling the weight of it in your hand before you look down, seeing the tip red and leaking with precum, you smile a little, swiping over the tip with your thumb, effectively gathering his precum, before you angle yourself over him.
You try to go slow, wanting him to be able to feel you, and for him to slowly fill you to the brim, but the noises coming from his mouth made you impatient as hell, wanting to pull more of those sounds from him. So you just say, fuck it, and quickly help him to bottom out inside of you, a loud moan coming from him mouth and a small whimper coming from your as you gripped onto his strong shoulder to help ground yourself, his cock always being able to fill you up just right, never being able to actually get used to his size.

"Are you okay, Izu?" you ask him breathily, doing your best to lift your head to look at him, seeing a small sheen of sweat glistening along his forehead. He nodded, one hand grasping onto your hip while the other ran through his green locks, a sharp breath leaving his nose as he tried to stay present in the moment.

"I'm gonna move now" you inform him, barely even giving him a moment to prepare himself before you pick up your him, lowering yourself back down onto him as he let out a low groan.
You guys weren't new to the concept of you riding him, but you'd never done it while he was blindfolded, so it was definitely different.

You started to pick up your pace, hearing his breathing quicken along with the pace of your hips picking up and dropping back down on him in the most delectable way.
A groan made its way up from Izuku's throat, both of his hands now finding purchase on your hips to help guide your movements better. His left hand gripped the fat of your ass, holding it tightly as his eyes clenched just a tight.

You continued with your fast pace, your climax just within your reach as small mewls and moans could be heard coming from you. You moved your hands from Izuku's shoulders to the sides of his face, bringing him into a heated last minute kiss, saliva swapping messily between both of your panting breaths. You brought him closer to you --essentially pushing his face into your breasts but he didn't mind-- as your hands met the back of his head

Izuku placed his left hand on the small of your back, his right hand finding your nipple and tweaking with it, causing your back to arch as you let out a high pitched moan of his name. His dick stretching you just right as you continued to drop your hips on him, trying to find the way that works best for you. Your slick slid down your thigh, a few drops landing onto Izuku's, making him moan out loud as he imagined how wet you were for him that you were dripping all over him.

"Shit shit, gonna cum, please- please" he pleaded to you, trying to keep up with the feeling of how tight you clenched around him. Your soft walls tightening around him in the best way possible as he thought of how hot you looked bouncing on his cock.
You didn't know this, but Izuku had been trying his best to hold out since the beginning. If it was even possible, by the time you'd enveloped him he felt like he was already going to cum, he felt extra sensitive, and he assumed it had something to do with the blindfold and his senses and reflexes being heightened. But he wanted to relish in this moment with you, he couldn't cum immediately.

It was rude, and not to mention embarrassing.

Izuku's fingers dug harshly into your sides, and you were sure there would be bruises for at least the next few days, but the pain is what made it so pleasurable, made the pleasure even better. His hips snapped up into yours, making you gasp, though it wasn't an unwelcome feeling.

"Pleasepleaseplease, please can I cum? Please" he pleaded with you eagerly, his fingers gripping onto you harder as he did his best to hold onto what little sanity he had left so you wouldn't punish him, Please, 'M gonna burst, please. Please, I've been so good" he continues begging, whispering the last part which you barely heard through your lust filled haze, but when you did your eyes went wide and you moaned out loud.

"Yes, you've been such a good boy, you feel so good. You're making me feel so good" you tell him, feeling as his cock twitches a little inside of you at the welcomed praise, "You're doing so good, and I'm so proud of you for making me feel this good. Yes, you can cum, my good boy can cum" you finally say, catching his attention.

And when you do say that, it's like a dam breaks. His thighs tighten up, and you feel as his cum spills in you. His body locking up after which actually surprised you.

You kept bouncing up and down on him, trying to reach your own climax. Izuku was a moaning mess under you from the overstimulation, begging you to stop because he couldn't take it --he couldn't cum-- anymore, though you knew he didn't want you to, because if he did he would just use the safe word "Fuckfuckfuck!" you swear out, your left hand gripping onto his biceps exceptionally hard while your right gripped onto the leash, pulling it (and him) up as you finally cum, your head dropping between your shoulders when you hear Izuku sigh before sucking in a sharp breath. He thought it'd be done, he thought he'd be done with overstimulation since you finally came. But your pussy just continued to spasm around him, squeezing and milking him for all he was worth.

You pick yourself up off of him, quickly untying his blindfold and falling on the bed beside him. You prop yourself up on your elbows, moving over to him and peppering his face in kisses, "You did so good" you whisper to him, "So so good" you finish hearing a small whimper of thanks come from him.
You flick the tag on his collar, moving your hand down to the leash and twisting it around your finger, removing it as well "Do you want a hot bath or cold bath?" you ask him in a whisper, knowing all of his senses are still sensitive. He grumbles out a response, his strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you into his chest. You roll your eyes, trying to wriggle out of his grasp, "Izu, I need to hear you talk to me or I won't know what you want" you tell him, but he just rolls over, groaning into the mattress.

Okay

You knew he was tired.

But you still needed to help him bath and change the sheets.

"Izuku" you say in a threatening voice, causing him to finally look up at you as his face engulfed in a blush, "Now, I don't care what you say. You're getting the fuck out of this bed, and you're taking a warm bath" you tell him, getting off the bed yourself and looking down your nose at him, your arms crossed as you tapped your foot on the floor.

He quickly sat up on the bed, his hands in his lap "Sorry" he mumbled, though his eyes were focused on the small trail of cum that leaked from your pussy and ran down your leg, he got up swiftly and headed to the bathroom. You quickly followed and told him to sit on the toilet while you ran him a warm bath. Your face softened as you looked at him politely sit on the toilet, quiet and fiddling with his fingers

"Sorry I spoke to you like that about getting the bath. I just know we both don't like sticky stuff, and I want you to be able to relax your muscles after everything that happened. I want you to be able to relax in general after everything that happened. Again, I'm sorry, and I'm not mad at you or anything so please don't be mad at me, though if you were I would completely understand bec-" you start to ramble, watching as the soap bubbles start to take up half of the tub, but you're broken out of your trance when you hear Izuku's godlike laugh.

You turn towards him, a perplexed look on your face.

He takes your hands in his, swinging them, "I'm not mad. I was just being a jerk because I didn't want to get out of bed." he tell you, looking lovingly into your eyes to show he was being truthful, "And besides, I kindathoughtthewayyoutalkedtomewashot" he said quickly, to the point where you almost weren't able to understand him.
But luckily for you, you spent years around Bakugou, you were used to mumbling, fluent in it even.

"Oh?" you arch an eyebrow, "I thought you were my good boy who liked praise? But I guess it turns out that you're just a dirty little boy whose dick gets wet when I'm mean to you. Is that it?" you ask tauntingly, flicking his cock lightly and watching closely for his reaction

"...Yes" he answered, throwing his head back slightly and though it was between a slight moan and a mumble it made you smile at him.

"Don't worry Izu, we can try that another time. You don't have to be ashamed of it" you tell him, looking back to the tub and noticing you shoulder probably turn the water off. You tell him that he can get in now, but he shakes his head

"I wanna take a bath with you"

"Well you might have to wait a few minutes, cause I need to change the sheets, clean up, and get us some clean clothes to wear to bed" you tell him

"Then I'll wait" he says immediately after, sitting on the toilet as he waved you off the go do the chores quickly.

You roll your eyes and scoff as you leave the bathroom, only now noticing the uncomfortable feeling of his cum running down your legs. You cringe wanting to finish these quickly to get his sticky semen off of your leg.

Once you were done changing the sheets you grab him an outfit --a pair of his boxers, and a his favorite pair of black, green, and orange sweatpants-- and you grab yourself an outfit -- a pair of his boxers, which were way more comfortable than your underwear, and your favorite Deku branded pyjama shirt-- laying both outfits on the bed before joining your amazing boyfriend in the bathroom.

Izuku was beat, and it showed while you guys were in the tub together. He was trying to stay engaged in the light conversation you were making, but he checked out more often than not as his eyelids drooped down adorably.

Helping him get out and sleepily make his way to the room, you both get dressed and quickly snuggled up under the covers together. You cuddled closer to him, his ginormous stature basically making him a human heater.
Your legs entangled with his as you played with his curls, humming softly a song you had had stuck in your head for the past few days.

Izuku stirred next to you, opening his sleepy eyes to look at you, "I had fun today. I'm glad you didn't judge me" he whispers, the hoarseness from all of his earlier screaming finally catching up to his voice.
You smile, seeing his bright green eyes studying you closely in the darkness, "I had fun too. And don't worry, Lovely, I would never judge you" you say, your fingers scratching over his scalp. He let out a sigh at the relaxing feeling, trying to hide a bit more under the blanket from your cute nickname

"We should try something else next time" he offers, looking over to you

"Yeah, we should try...pegging or something" you joke to him, chuckling a little as you shrug your shoulders

He looks up to the dark ceiling, chuckling a little as well, "I mean, we could" he answers, quickly giving you a kiss on the forehead, "I'm glad we had this talk. I love you baby" he finally states, the mistress of sleep taking over not long after

Yeah, he was the best. He loved you, he was open to you dominating him, and he was open to you peg-

Wait.

What?