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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage Category: F/M Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia Relationship: Midoriya_Izuku/Reader, Kirishima_Eijirou/Reader, Shinsou_Hitoshi/Reader, Bakugou_Katsuki/Reader Character: Bakugou_Katsuki, Midoriya_Izuku, Reader, Kirishima_Eijirou, Ojiro Mashirao, Iida_Tenya, Todoroki_Shouto, Shinsou_Hitoshi, Overhaul_(My_Hero Academia), Tomura_Shigaraki, Dabi_(My_Hero_Academia), Yagi_Toshinori_| All_Might, Aizawa_Shouta_|_Eraserhead, Shouji_Mezou, Amajiki_Tamaki, Fatgum_(My_Hero_Academia), Kaminari_Denki, Toogata_Mirio Additional Tags: Femdom, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Dirty_Talk, Praise_Kink, Rough Sex, Name-Calling, Frottage, Anal_Sex, Orgasm_Delay/Denial, Come_Eating, Drabble, Reader-Insert, Fluff, Awkward_Romance, Attempt_at_Humor, Shower Sex, Face-Fucking, Public_Sex, Sensory_Deprivation, Sensory_Manipulation, Oral_Sex, Verbal_Humiliation, Face-Sitting Stats: Published: 2017-05-24 Updated: 2017-06-23 Chapters: 6/? Words: 3870 ****** Sugar & Spice ****** by BardsAmbrosia Summary A collection of filth with your favorite heroes. ***** Surprise (Eijirou) ***** Chapter Summary Surprise anal. "Baby--" You whined. Eijirou's razor like teeth dug into your shoulder, pricking your skin. He lapped lightly at the wound. You groaned as his playful growl rang in your ear. Every rough thrust of his hips knocks the headboard of the bed into the wall. You are grateful for living in a single family home. The loud, consistent smack of skin against skin is almost louder than the creaking bed.   Eijirou's hard body presses into you, his body weight pinning you flat. Your nails dig uselessly into your sheets as his slick cock slides in and out of your wet heat. His hands pin yours at the sides of your head, his palms burning hot. Vaguely do you feel the drool running out at the side of your open mouth, dampening the fabric.   He buries himself deep, stilling inside you, and a particularly loud moaning escapes you. He's chuckling, lightly, voice light. You feel him leave you, and you whimper, hazy mind starting to catch up and wonder why he's stopped.   His body weight shifts on top of you, he's almost straddling you, and you realize he's kneeling over. You feel his hands at your ass, spreading you wide, and cool air hits you, but before you can tense, his cock plunges into your ass. You cry out loudly, gasping at the sudden, wonderfully painful intrusion.   "Oooh, Eijirou~!"   He sighs blissfully, resting his forearms by your neck, pressing down to keep you still. He's leaned down, at ear level, warm breath fanning it before his lips sucks and harshly nips the shell of it. "Hmmm~ Alittle harder?" He hums, before his hips smack against your ass, balls deep in your ridiculously tight hole.   One his hands end up fisted in your hair. He pulls out, guiding his dick, briefly slipping in between your soaking folds and lightly brushing your clit, before he's entering your ass again. Your moans are muffled when he roughly yanks your head back pushes you nose first into the bed. Your eyes almost roll into the back of your head as he fucks you hard and fast.   He's doing this so right and it's driving you insane. Desperately you want to touch yourself as he plows into you, but you don't. You feel those teeth again, digging and burning their mark into your skin, his groans sweet and addictive to hear.   "This is the manliest thing ever, right? Me, making you take it up the ass." He laughs, voice gravelly, earning another needy whimper from you. "You're doing so well, Y/n~" He licks the blood bubbling up on your shoulder, before sucking hard.    You hear him gasp lightly, and feel the twitches of his raw, thick cock inside you, before you feel his filling release. He ruttes into you again, not ready to pull out just yet. He hums, kissing your neck. "It's too bad you didn't cum. Maybe next time?"   ***** The Talk (Izuku) ***** Chapter Summary You, a teacher, dominating your student in secret after class. "Mr. Midoriya, you've been spacing out in class alot today, it's unacceptable."   The boy looks guilty, finding it hard to make eye contact. "I-I--Umm..." He swallows, nervously. Blushing at the thought of what you might make him do this time; it's too hard not for him to shift his weight from leg to leg, his palms getting sweaty, and quickly getting an erection. He watches intently as you slowly come around and lean on your desk in front of him.   "I know you're a good boy-- aren't you a good boy, Izuku?" You ask, softly. Izuku slowly nods his head, eyes wide, bottom lip caught between his teeth. "Unbutton those pants, show me how hard you are already..." You order, voice growing huskier and a faint smirk curling up your lips, you add, "Hurry up, and I'll let you touch me this time."   Your quirkless, adorable student does as you tell him, the metal of his belt buckle and quiet shuffling of his clothing echoing in the near empty classroom.   With his uniform pants pushed down mid-thigh along with his boxers, he shyly held onto his alittle above average in size but nicely girthy cock, the tip already beading with pre-cum.   When you beckon him forward, Izuku hastily shuffles forward, tripping and almost falling until he catches and steadies himself with the edge of the desk, pinning you in-between. He stares up at you with, cheeks pink, his soft lips parted and trembling; brain still processing an apology for the position.   Silently, you grab him roughly by his scruffed up, wrinkled collar. The young boy's breath hitches loudly as he is pulled up and brought close to your face.   "I'll let you use my thighs today, be grateful." You say, standing straight, hand on your hip and the other threading in his soft, green hair. Izuku whimpers guiding his dick to your slightly closed thighs. You sigh feeling the tip of it dampen your skin, you tighten your fingers, unconsciously.   He wastes no time in sliding it in, his hips twitching and trembling as he bucks into you amateurishly. "Ahh-ahh...senpai...!" He moans, wantonly. You hold back a groan as he thrusts feverishly into you. You rub your thighs together causing him to gasp loudly, his face lands in your chest briefly before he's reeling his head again. "Ahh--S-sorry...!"   You yank his head back again, exposing his neck and he grunts in pain. With fast fingers, you unbutton your top, showing him your mouth watering cleavage. Izuku looks at you in shock. Without a word, you push his face in, almost suffocating him.   He moans loudly enough for you hear clearly, his hot panting helps to moisten your skin. You bit your bottom lip to conceal a moan when the tip of his tongue peeks out to taste you. "You're abit too forward, Mister...don't make me punish you. You'll get detention if you do that again."   The little shit nips the skin of your breast causing you groan. Izuku sucks it, wetly, his tongue soaking your skin with warm saliva, unknowingly turning you on. You squeeze your thighs again, and rubbed them together, his throbbing cock took the brunt of the pressure. You feel his sucking cease, warm breath puffing against your skin as he moans.   You feel him pump furiously to his inevitable orgasm. You hold his head close, whisper softly, telling him how good he is. He whimpers, cock throbbing and hips slowing in pace as he cums. "That's right...let out every last drop, Midoriya..." You say, softly, feeling your own clit throb as his seed dirties your thighs.   When he's finish, you let him go, commanding him to clean up his mess. Izuku tiredly sinks to his knees, shyly pushing up your skirt to lick his essence off your skin. The wet strokes of his tongue makes you sigh and makes more knots of pressure gather in your abdomen. He leaves behind cool trails as he continues; it takes everything in you not to grab him by the hair and stuff his cute, little face into your clothed pussy.   Izuku pulls away, finished, cringing at the bitter taste lingering on his tongue. Your hand comes down on his head again, causing him to slightly flinch. Massaging fingers has him sighing softly, leaning into your touch.   "Midoriya, do you want to help me grade some tests for extra credit?" You ask, curiously. Izuku's cute blush is still transparent on his features. He licks his lips, gulping, and gives you a soft nod.    "Yes, ma'am. I'd...love to."  ***** A Cure (Hitoshi) ***** Chapter Summary Hitoshi gets a blowjob. Chapter Notes He deserves one imo hgcbfvbv I love him omf You didn't know what caused the uncomfortable feeling in your head. It could have been your headphones or maybe you hadn't eaten enough. It wasn't a painful feeling, it just felt like tension. Not even laying your head on top of your boyfriend's lap helped.    Hitoshi felt you twist and turn. It was alittle annoying as he was trying to focus on the television. When a loud sigh erupted from you that is when he decided to ask what was up.    "I think I have a headache."   "Aspirin?"   "Don't have any."   "Try going back to sleep."   "Don' wanna.."   "Well, I tried."   "Wait, I got a better idea."   "What?"   "Use your quirk on me."   "No. Don't be stupid, Y/n."   "I want you to though."   "I doubt my quirk cures headaches."   "Don't know until you try."   "I rather not."   "I guess I'll just try to take my mind off of it." You muttered, messing with his fly. Hitoshi scoffed, face heating up.   "Tch, seriously?"   "Are you complaining about getting a blowjob?"   He blushes. "Y-you aren't feeling well, right?"   "I will soon.."   Hitoshi tensed, breath getting shallow as he felt your fingers release his half erect member from the confides of his jeans. You experimentally flick your tongue against his tip, hand slowly stroking his shaft. But you go no further than that. The boy above you sighs, glaring down at you softly. "Y/n..."   You stop all together. "Use your quirk then. Tell me exactly what you want me to do." You press your lips against it, nudging his hard flesh with your nose. From the way his fingers dug into the armrest, you could see he was struggling.    "This isn't...fair.." He sighs, shutting his eyes in frustration for a moment. You hold back and wait for him to give in. The warmth of your breath hitting him, makes his hips twitch up. Hitoshi finally gives in. Planning to give you more than you bargained for. "Take all of it, in your mouth..." He mutters, blush tinting darker on his pale skin. You hum happily, body moving not of your own free will. It feels exhilarating to be controlled like this, so much that you feel the desire to squeeze and rub your thighs together, but you can't and that just seems to rail you up more.    Hitoshi groans, throwing his head back as you take his entire cock into your mouth, he hits the back of your throat making you gag slightly. The vibration of your soft groans feels incredible, his jaw clenching as he holds back a sound of pure pleasure. His fingers tangle in your hair. "...Hn..suck harder, use your tongue on the underside..." He breathes, feeling close already. He feels the harsh suction of your mouth and feels your hot tongue gliding right where he wants.   He dares to lean down, just to watch you. The sight of you drooling around his dick with a lidded, hazy gaze pushes him over the edge. "Oh fuck, swallow...swallow it all!" He grunts, his eyes almost closing from the intensity of his orgasm. You have no choice but to, your face flat in his lap as he pushes down your head, lips touching the base, his tasteless cum hitting the back of your throat.    His control over your body wavers, but he holds you there with jerking hips, panting until he's done and can no longer take the overstimulation. His fingers uproot from your hair and you bolt up, trying to regain your breath. Hitoshi looks at you apologetically, but raises a brow when you start to chuckle, airy, wiping your mouth off with the back of your hand.    "..feeling better?" He asks, feeling guilty about the rough treatment. "Sorry-- " You cut him off with a unexpected kiss. The lustful sound he makes when your tongue runs over his is definitely now one of your favorite noises in the world. Hitoshi pulls back though, fighting against the haze in his mind.   He's looks at you and you finally give him an answer. "Yes, I'm fine. It's okay, I really liked it."   He smirks alittle. "What about your headache?"   "Still roaring. Maybe if you return the favor it'll go away... "   "Deal." ***** TNT (Katsuki) ***** Chapter Summary Changing Bakugou's mind. Chapter Notes Probably OC asf "I'm stronger than you are, you know. My quirk is superior to yours." You said, calmly, not showing any weakness to the spikey haired boy in front of you.   You were tired of him bothering you for a fight. You weren't really interested in dealing with someone whose quirk was explosions; not that you couldn't handle it, but for the sake of your hair, you wouldn't even fathom it.   Currently, you were both in an empty classroom. It was once filled with several students plus yourself for your after school club, but Katsuki managed to scare everyone off when he stormed in, shouting at the top of his lungs, challenging you to a fight.   With clenched fists and piercing, angry eyes, Katsuki begged to differ. "What the fuck are you talking about? You say that like it's a motherfucking fact!" He shouts, and you hope he doesn't touch anything. You won't have club privileges anymore if he causes property damage.   You rolled your eyes, and moved to sit up on a desk. "This is a waste of time. Please go away. I need to get back to my club activities." You say, but honestly you know the members went home, they weren't coming back for the day. You couldn't blame them. This guy had a short fuse and most wouldn't want anything to do with it.   "Fuck that noise." He growled, stepping closer. "Stop being a pussy and FIGHT ME!!!" Katsuki yelled in your face, spit flew, alittle bit landed on your cheek. With a passiveness that made his blood boil even more, you wiped it off with the back of your hand.   "Is that suppose to offend me, Mister Bakugou? I mean, you are what you eat, and I don't like that dish." Was your reply. It was a response that had the anger almost completely dissipating from his face, confusion taking it's place.   "....W-what..?"   You took a deep breath, picking your next words carefully. You were going to spin around this whole situation to your liking. "...You aren't a virgin are you?" You ask, eyes narrowing, judgingly.   Katsuki was a stuttering mess for a moment, face turning red. He caught himself, mouth fixing into a scowl, glaring at you. "I'm not...a virgin." He says, gruffly, before raising his voice. "Why are you asking me that shit all of a sudden!?"   You think he may be lieing, but you shrug. "That means you've eaten pussy before, no?"   Katsuki seems to be silently seething, cheeks flushed, staring at you for a long moment. You watch him piecing it all together with that little brain of his. He must be stupid if it's taking him this long to get what you're saying.   Maybe he should have just called you a coward instead. Sometimes, he doesn't think before he speaks. Not that he'd admit to such a thing.   When he's roughly yanked forward by his collar and pulled in between your legs, skirt pushed up your thighs by the new position, is he taken out of his thoughts. His hands hit the desk loudly, his breath hitching slightly as your faces are brought close together. You peer into his sharp eyes, admiring how they burn brightly.   To your surprise, his hands end up on your hips, gripping hard. He smirks, eyes narrowing now. His voice makes you shiver with anticipation. "That's what you want?"   Bingo. He's forgotten about the fight.   "Maybe..." You flirt, voice hushed. Katsuki let's you run your fingers in his soft, spiky, ash blonde hair. You lean in for a kiss, to which he wastes no time in returning. His lips are soft, warm, and unchapped. You try to deepen it, but he pulls back abit only to nip your bottom lip, roughly and gets a groan out of you.   Katsuki hands were everywhere at once, groping and rough. He tore open your shirt, causing the buttons to fly and scatter on the floor. "What the fuck man!? I can't walk out of here like this!" You complain, while he's busy sucking your neck.   You feel him sigh, warm air warming the cool saliva he leaves behind on your skin. "Shut up...you can wear mine." He grunts, voice lazy and scratchy.   Even though you're still teed off about him ruining your top, the feeling of his mouth trailing hungry and desperate open-mouthed kisses down the valley of your chest to your stomach is enough to take your mind of it. You feel blunt finger nails scratch your skin, Katsuki unbuttoning and unzipping your skirt with clusmily fingers. He kisses his teeth when the zipper gets alittle jammed, and your giggling doesn't help.   "Shut the fuck up, Y/n..." He growls, finally able to pull the zipper down. The article ends up on the floor. You whimper, biting your bottom lip when you feel his teeth graze your skin, taking the line of your panties between his teeth. The way he's looking up at you and the way he's dragging them off with his hands, has you second guessing the assumption that he's a virgin. Or perhaps he's seen this somewhere and is coping it.   Once you're bare, he throws your legs over his shoulders. He squeezes your thighs roughly, before pressing his face between them. He flattens his tongue, licking a stripe up your sex that has you mewling. Katsuki holds your legs tight, so tight that there will be prints after. A shrill cry is torn from you when his lips lock around clit, sucking hard, making you shut your eyes.   Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling harder than you meant to, he groans quietly. He chuckles as he feels the tremble in your thighs. His teeth graze your clit and you whisper, hoarsely. "Don't you dare...bite me.."   Just for spite, he gently takes it between his teeth, tongue immediately working it over, before he's sucking it and just using the tip of his tongue. Katsuki makes you almost jump when the tops of his finger probe your opening, the pad of his fingers brushing against your labia, before entering you.   He pushes two fingers inside, forcing another desperate noise from you. His knuckles are brushing against your opening, before he starts curling them.   The action has you arching into his touch. He smirks.   "Since you won't fight me, I'll put all my effort into fucking you." ***** Tutor (Izuku) ***** Chapter Summary You tutor your favorite student at his home. Chapter Notes Colors because math kills boners... See the end of the chapter for more notes "What two colors do you mix to get green?" You purred, abdominal muscles clenching as the cute boy under you shook with lust and restraint.   Izuku groaned, softly, his freckled cheeks pink and eyes lidded. The sight of him alone had your lips dry and had you digging your nails harder into the sheets next to his head. A short roll of your hips had him arching and whining.   "Hmmm... be a good boy, and tell me..." You said, lowly before leaning down and whispering in his ear, your words making him nip his bottom lip. "Be good for me and I'll let you fuck me as hard and fast as you want..."   Izuku huffed, wracking his dazed mind for an answer. He honestly didn't know what colors make green. He'd probably do better answering today's math lesson. The sounds of pots and pans clambering downstairs helped to make his heart race.    "Hurry up and answer. Wouldn't want your mommy to come up and find you balls deep inside your teacher would you?" You teased, sucking his lobe into your mouth. Izuku whimpered as you tightened around him, turned on by the idea of getting caught.   "Ahhh..Uhm... e-eh--i-is it red and blue?" He gasped.   "Nope, try again." You sang, voice airy as you cupped your breasts, hard nipples between your fingers. Izuku nibbled his bottom lip as he hungrily gazed at your chest.    The boy almost swore under his breath. "U-umm...Uh. What-- yell-- ohh--" He whined as your grinded against him. "B-bluuee..?" Was his breathless answer.   A firm thrust was his confirmation.   Izuku grasped your hips as you rode on top of him, his cock already pulsing and ready to spurt inside you. With a few grinds of hips the boy beneath you trembled and whimpered, his eyes shutting tight as he released himself inside you.   "Geez...Midoriya, already? I didn't even say you could..." You purred, feeling his warmth. A melodic chuckle rang in his ears as he cracked his eyes open to look at you. "You poor thing..." You whispered, leaning down to press your lips gently against his.    Izuku boldly kissed you back, which was uncharacteristic of him thus far. His little show of confidence had you smiling against his mouth. His breath hitched as he felt the wet press of the tip of your tongue swipe across his lip. He opened up immediately, breathing heavily, letting you trace every corner.   A small movement of your hips had him groaning into the kiss, his shy tongue starting to press against yours finally.   With a cute grunt he surprised you with a sharp thrust upwards, and was rewarded with a sultry sound.    However, before he got ahead of himself you made sure to slam back into him significantly harder, making the bed rock back into the wall as you did. Izuku almost shrieked into your mouth as you clamped around his still sensitive cock.   Tenderly and slowly you withdrew, pinching his slightly swollen lip with your teeth as you did. Your student's eyes fluttered, fighting to keep eye contact, his body succumbing to oversensitivity.   You brought a loving hand to his cheek, soothing it into his messy hair, before they knotted and tightened into a foreboding fist in his hair. He swallowed nervously as your eyes narrowed at him.   "Don't get too carried away now." Chapter End Notes He's perfect and cute ***** Pen (Katsuki) ***** Chapter Summary Kacchan helps out with your boredom. Chapter Notes Not exactly as requested but heeeerreeeee... "You sure are one filthy bitch, Y/n. You ruined my pen..." Bakugo practically hisses as he tries to whisper. You both sit at the back of the classroom as Eraserhead teaches with his back turned, writing something on the board while lecturing the rest of the students.   Damp, trembling thighs part slightly as Bakugo withdraws his pen, sighing with mock exasperation as your juices coat it, making it shine and glisten in the light. "Fucking gross." He glares at you, fighting back the urge to smirk at your breathless and flustered expression.   He quickly brings it to your lips, roughly brushing the wet tip against them. His wordless glower is all you need to open your mouth and lower it onto the pen.   Bakugo breath hitches slightly as you suck on the pen, cleaning off your mess. He rips his eyes away to quickly scan the room, checking to make sure no one has noticed you two.   When the coast looks clear his burning orbs flash back to you, catching you just in time as you suck down close to the writing part. He snatches it out, hurting you slightly. He's unapologetic as he holds the soaked object between his fingers.   His scowl turned upside down, haughty as ever as he stares at your face. As you come down from your high do you start to feel embarrassed. You look away and Bakugo grabs your face, forcing you to look at him.   "You must practice that alot, huh?" He asks, huskily. "When class is over, I'm gonna tear off that stupid ass uniform and give you something you'll choke on you kinky little bitch." He threatens, tightening his hold on your jaw alittle more before releasing it to firmly pat your cheek.     Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!