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“Haah! A-ah~! Shit~!”

Stars (and his cock) clouded my mind as he repeatedly thrusted into me. “C’mon sweetheart, Hnn~ Angh—That’s my girl.” He whispered with his gaze kept on me, I could feel his hand beginning to caress and grope at my breast. “Bring it home f’me, will you, baby?”

At his words, my cunt clenched around his cock. “Fuck~! Yes, honey! Just like that, just like that, keep squeezing—“

Squelch. “Haah! You’re so good f’me.”

He pressed his lips against mine, the kiss lasting a few seconds before he dipped his head besides my ear. “You gonna let me cum in that sweet pussy, baby? Give you another reason to call me ‘Daddy’?”

A rush of sudden need to keep him close made me cage him, nails scratching and clawing at his back as I mewled. “Yes, yes yes! Fuck me! Hah~!” A small chuckle erupted from his throat and a grin appeared on his face. “Yeah? Mmm, F-Fuck—Take it baby, milk me dry!”

His pace started to pick up, fast.

“Daddy! A-ah~! M’gonna cum~!”

I felt my eyes roll back, my body jerk, and my pussy flutter, signaling my release. “That’s my good girl, fuck, fuck, fuck—! I’m close, sweetheart!” His hips stuttered with each thrust, sticky ropes of his warm cum spilling into me. “Shit.” Hurriedly, his mouth latched onto my nipple and he began to suck as a few more thrusts followed. “Ngh—Agh! Leon!”

Tongue swirling around the bud with greed, he didn’t stop until he was sure he had fully emptied himself into my cunt. “Mm.” Leon released my breast from his mouth with a soft pop to which he softly laughed at.

“What’s funny?” I whispered, shortness of breath catching up to me. “Nothing, baby. You okay?” He leaned down to press his forehead against mine with a big smile on his face as he snaked his arms around me. “Mhm.” I nodded my head and wrapped my arms around his neck, keeping him close. “Fuck—Let me just, keep my cock in you for a bit.” He shuddered before burying his face in my neck with a tiny chuckle. The blood rushed to my face when I felt his cock twitch in me.

“You still got one left in you, sweetheart?”

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Ladies and Gentlemen: Stephan Vladislav

So, a lot of you have been requesting a part two of this story so here it is. It won’t be as long as the last one, just so you know. I‘ve been skimming the web for pictures that match the image of Stephan Vladislav in my head and this is what I came up with. Just imagine him with black hair and the same clothes I described him with in ‘Ladies and Gentlemen: Him’. Enjoy!

It wasn’t a challenge figuring out Adrien and Chat Noir were one in the same.

Honestly, the parallels were obvious. The selfishness, the inability to take anything seriously, and not to mention the same whiny and annoying voice.

Stephan didn’t really pay the heroes any mind before discovering Bratdrien’s identity. He thought that it was a miracle that Ladybug was at least mature about fights and handling the public. Where as Adrien treated heroing as a means to be a celebrity. Because it wasn’t enough that all of Paris viewed him a ray sunshine.

The ravenette liked fame, but he was a model. Not a hero with the weight of an entire city on their shoulders.

He didn’t think Adrien would stoop this low.

What is he saying?

He saw it coming a mile away.

The Russian boy leaned closer to the door of Marinette’s bedroom to get a clearer view of what that mangy alley cat was telling her.

The two were partners on an assigned project from Bustier about the heroes of Paris in honor of Hero’s Day. It was due in two weeks and Marinette suggested they should get started with it and invited him over.

”Hey, Princess? I don’t think you should associate yourself with that Stephan guy. He sounds like bad news,” Chat said in a voice Stephan was sure he thought sounded concerned. The ravenette did his best to remain calm and in control.

”Stephan? He seems so nice. He defends me whenever a certain someone tries to pull their little tricks,” Marinette rose to Stephan’s defense immediately. Said boy felt his heart flutter warmly. Even in the face of a hero, beloved by all of Paris (that wouldn’t last long if Stephan could help it!) she was able to stand up for him.

His affection for the Asian girl grew.

”But he caused Lila’s akuma a week ago. Not to mention he‘s been bullying a kid named Adrien. How can you feel ok with hanging out with someone’s bully?” Adrien asked in his same trademark disappointed voice. Stephan rolled his eyes. As if there weren’t other obvious ways to reveal your identity. Who ever considered the blonde would make a good hero had to be a senile old man or something.

”Oh really?” The Russian was momentarily surprised at the disdainful tone the blunette’s voice took, “If your so worried about akumas, then why do you never complain when Chloe went around being the primary cause of akumanizations? Yes she’s gotten better, but that doesn’t change the fact that Adrien was friendly with her back when she was a bully. So did he ever think about how we would feel when ever he hung out with her. And don’t even get me started on Lila. Adrien wouldn’t know a manipulator even if it slapped him in the face. For someone who’s never been bullied, he’s quick to force everyone to feel sorry for them.”

Stephan could feel the surprise coming from Chat as Marinette unknowingly insulted Adrien to his face. On the other hand, a smirk creeped onto his face. It seems Bratdrien had unknowingly created skeletons in his closet even before the Russian had moved to Paris.

It was perfect.

It would be too suspicious if all the problems with Adrien started up when Stephan enrolled in Francois Dupont. If he brought up unflattering things Adrien did in the past when he wasn’t present, it would be a much more believable and clever way of getting rid of him.

The stupid cat continued his “higher than thou” speech disguised as a lecture, “I don’t know what Stephan’s been telling you but Adrien’s right. Making a bad guy suffer won’t change them into a good guy.”

By this point, Stephan prepared to enter the room until Marinette said something that made him stop.

”Then, why are you and Ladybug fighting Hawkmoth?,” the Russian heard her say accusingly.

”What?” Came the alley cat’s choked response.

”If making a bad guy suffer doesn’t work to make them a good guy, than why are you still fighting Hawkmoth?” The fashion designer repeated again.

“W-what? Because he’s a terrorist! And if we don’t stop him, he’ll just continue making everyone miserable!” Stephan could tell that Adrien was beginning to falter.

”That’s exactly the case with bullies,” Marinette shut him down with certainty.

”Bullies aren’t Hawkmoth or Mayura. That’s different.”

”Is it though? Adrien told me that exposing Lila was a bad idea. And now look what happened; she got me expelled, ruined my and my friends reputations in class, and turned them against us. I should have never listened to a person who has no experience with dealing with bullies,” the Asian girl was clearly getting frustrated with the conversation.

Stephan was proud of his soon to be girlfriend. When he first met her, she was hesitant and only kept her head down when the class accused her of what the Italian girl told them. It seemed the ‘girls night outs’ that Chloe and Alya dragged her to were doing wonders for her confidence.

“Adrien’s new to the social life. You have no right to talk about him like he’s the bad guy,” For someone meant to be a hero, he let his emotions and personal problems guide his actions.

”Than he has no business in being disappointed with me whenever I defend myself. And please, it’s been a year and a half since Adrien attended public school. If he still doesn’t understand social situations by now, it’s because he doesn’t want to learn,” Marinette dismissed Chat’s defense of the blonde.

”How could you say that?” Adrien’s voice was judgmental.

Marinette sighed, “Even if Adrien is an enabler, I don’t want him to get bullied. I’ll try asking Stephan about it. Just leave, Chat.” Stephan swore quietly in Russian. He had taken to verbally tearing Adrien apart in private and even worse when they were around others. Of course, he did it subtly, there was no doubt Marinette might pick up on it if he did it again. Looks like he’ll have to find another tactic to make Bratdrien miserable. Not including ruining Chat Noir’s reputation.

And he knew just how to do it.

When the leather clad hero (thankfully) left, Stephan waited for two more minutes before entering Marinette’s bedroom to avoid her suspicion of eavesdropping.

The Russian was relieved when the Asian girl didn’t bring up what Chat had told her. But Adrien was going down.

After the class president stunt, the model thought that the blonde boy would have enough sense not to mess with Stephan Vladislav. He had no idea who taught the blonde model to be this pathetic but it truly was a shame.

Stephan knew it didn’t have to be like this. He never wanted it to be like this. He didn’t want to have to shove Adrien into the dirt like the miscreant he was, but he was making it too easy.

A part of him was flattered. The Agreste heir saw him as that much of a threat that he had to use his hero persona in a failed attempt to get Marinette to side with his civilian counterpart.

He had a plan. He and Marinette finished a good portion of the projects and parted ways. He made sure to behave like a gentleman, a side he only saved for her to combat Chat Noir’s opinion on him and make the bluenette doubt the leather clad hero.

The two just blended together as the designer genuinely enjoyed Stephan’s company. She felt her heart flutter and cheeks warm whenever he smiled at her. She never experienced any of this with Adrien. He even earned Tikki’s seal of approval.

Later, the young Vladislav surfed the internet and leveled every media sight he could find. He even ventured into the wasteland that was tabloid blogs for anything he could use to discredit Chat Noir. Through his internet dive, he found one blog; The Trashiness of Chat Noir. The user’s name was ‘Noir-salt’. On it was countless videos and clips of the leather clad boy making jokes and goofing off during fights. Following was pictures of the alley cat flirting with a clearly uncomfortable Ladybug. Getting into her space, kissing her hand, and even the kiss from ‘Oblivio’.

Stephan’s face was nearly folded in two from the grin that played on his lips. The blog itself wasn’t popular, but that was about to change today. He quickly copied the link of the blog and opened his Instagram and Twitter accounts. He then created new posts with the link attached to them and published it for the world to see.

He even posted them in the comments in one of Alya’s most recent post. Opening up the Face-to-Face website with Nadia Chamack, he submitted the blog for daily news under his name. The combination of Chat’s less than stellar behavior paired with the fact that Stephan Vladislav himself submitted would be too hard to ignore.

The fallout was epic.

The news spread like wild fire. Nadia broadcasted it to all of Paris. Television screens analyzed and ripped apart Chat Noir to shreds. The whole scandal resulted in Parisians coming out and explaining how they each suffered Chat Noir’s incompetence. Mr. Rainer in particular told the local news about how the leather clad boy pestered him often about how he felt. Implying heavily if he felt any negative emotions and sulking when he replied that he felt fine.

This sparked city ride outrage. How could a hero want the citizens he swore to protect fall victim to Hawkmoth?

Said villain was having a field day with the negative emotions that swallowed Paris like a tidal wave. Several akumas came out of the blow up, all of them with the same single minded goal; vengeance against Chat Noir who they deemed to be a false hero.

A slight feeling of momentary guilt crept up his spine as he saw how heart broken Alya and Nino looked. They all sat in the Bakery along with two other friends; Luka and Kagami.

Luka strummed soothing melodies on his guitar to calm everyone’s tense nerves. Kagami appeared agitated as she continued scrolling through the blog which started it all. Nino was calming down a furious Alya who looked ready to burn everything down if someone so much as blinked at her the wrong way. Chloe raved on and on about how she knew all along that the ‘mangy cat wasn’t good enough for Ladybug. Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous!’

They were all targets in Hawkmoth’s firing range.

Stephan wrapped a comforting arm around Marinette who seemed down in the dumps ever since the news aired. He supposed it made sense. The way Chat Noir spoke to the bluenette seemed way to familiar for it to only have happened once. The Russian assumed that Marinette felt betrayed by someone who she considered a friend.

Little did he know how deep the betrayal went. Marinette knew the feline hero had his flaws, but didn’t they all? Except, with all the evidence and the public’s negative opinion, the weight of Chat’s behavior hit her like a freight train.

The Asian girl felt like she had been doused in cold water. She leaned into Stephan‘s embrace, the only form of comfort she could find. She considered Chat to be her best friend, one in a million. Sure, the way he professed his love for her on patrol and on the battle field was grating on her nerves. Not to mention him declaring that they were soulmates because of their miraculous.

So it had been an absolute shock to hear just how much people had been suffering from Chat’s inability to take anything seriously. Injuries, destroyed house, and even in the rare instances: death.

She shivered at how awful in must have been to watch civilians die, even if it was just a few. No wonder all of Paris was furious at the leather clad boy.

Her musings were interrupted with a loud crash located from outside and several screams.

As it turns out, a seven year old boy who looked up to Chat Noir felt so betrayed and hurt that he wanted to learn what else the cat was hiding behind his charismatic persona. Thus, he became the akuma ’Heads and Tails‘ because there are two sides to every person.

The child revealed all that he could. Projections were scattered all across Paris displaying each of the hero’s misdeeds: Chat Noir’s childish behavior, how he left during fights whenever Ladybug wouldn’t cater to his tantrums, and how much said spotted heroine struggled to defeat more of the stronger akumas the moth villain created.

Any slack the citizens wanted to give the leather wearing hero was subsequently destroyed, especially since Heads and Tails’ had projector like powers and broadcasted the past events for everyone and their mother to see.

But their was one particular clip that made everyone in the bakery‘s hearts stop. They were currently outside after having followed the noise of the first crash the akuma made.

”That’s Marinette’s room!” Alya screamed in horror.

The projector portrayed a very familiar scene to Marinette. When her room was destroyed by Baby August’s akuma. And Chat just standing there trying to get a kiss from Ladybug. Everyone watching was horrified. They knew it was possible the Chat Noir wasn’t aware of some of the injuries or deaths he may have caused but to see one happening in front him and focus on flirting with Ladybug who was clearly trying to do her job?

Luka and Nino were in complete shock, Alya and Chloe looked at the projection in enraged disbelief, Kagami as well as Marinette’s parents looked ready to throw down, and Marinette looked like a deer in headlights.

Stephan was furious. He would make sure that Adrien would never see the light of day ever again.

He swore it.

The aftermath of the akuma had left people grumbling about the mangy alley cat. Celebrities made their disapproval known, especially Jagged Stone who had blasted the feline hero in his last concert and how dare he put his honorary niece in danger.

Coincidentally, the Leather clad boy was no where to be seen. But Stephan knew that Adrien’s reputation as Chat was beyond repair and was most likely waiting for the storm to pass like the cowardly waste of space he was.

The Russian boy enjoyed everyone moment when someone for their class would make a jeer about the leather wearing hero and watching the blonde model wilt in on himself whenever someone else added in their two cents.

Lila made a whole spectacle about the ordeal. ‘Poor Ladybug’ and ‘I told her Chat Noir was bad news and that I would have made a better partner!’

Little did she know her grip on the class was slowly wavering courtesy of Stephan.

He had decided to take a round about approach to dismantling the liar rather than outright laying the evidence down. Knowing her, she‘d probably say it was fabricated. Knowing the class, they’d be gullible enough to believe it.

He started with Alya. Whenever Lila mentioned her many ‘celebrity connections’ and how she could ‘totally introduce you to them. They see me as family,’ Stephan would pull some strings to get his friends to meet some.

The ravenette casually brought up that it would be a good idea for Alya to start another blog for her reporting. It’s always a good idea to have multiple for when she applied to colleges.

“Yeah, I have been thinking about it for a while. But what would I report? I’m so used to akuma fights, everything else just seems so stale compared to that,” Alya admitted.

”Why not a few celebrities and debunking articles? I can get you in contact with some,” Stephan offered as ran his hands through his curly black hair.

”No way. That’ll make me feel like I’m using you. Besides Marinette already helped the Ladyblog by getting me my first interview with Ladybug. I want to try this on my own,” Alya explained while scrolling through the new blog she was creating.

”Word on the street is countless news stations are fighting tooth and nail to get you to intern with them. I’m sure they can supply you with what you need. And since they are doing so because of your talent, it would be less of you using me and more of me giving you a little nudge,” he finished with a smirk.

And that’s exactly what he did. He teamed up with Marinette to convince Alya to start up another blog and except a summer internship at a local news station.

Since Clara Nightingale adored Marinette and her friends, she easily agreed to an interview when Stephan reached out to her. The interview was a hit and ‘A Scoop of Paris’, Alya’s new blog for Paris related news, took off.

With Nino, it was the same thing. Adam Rachad, a well known Parisian director and music producer, had seen Nino‘s popular website, Turtle Pictures and wanted to extend a favor and collaborate with him. Stephan contacted him with Nino present and organized phone call with Nino present. When the glasses wearing boy sealed the deal, he gave the model the biggest hug.

Chloe was more complicated. While the blonde female was still into business, it wasn’t a secret to Stephan that she wanted her mother’s attention. So, the Russian boy met and spoke to the Style Queen at her next fashion show displaying her new summer coming line. It was still April, but it might has well have been summer due to the warm weather.

At first, the Fashion Queen was skeptical about letting her daughter model like the young Vladislav had suggested, he heavily implied that Chloe had the summer looks, not to mention the fact that she bore a similar resembling to Audrey herself could make the world go wild.

Chloe’s first photoshoot happened a week after. The camera just loved her. When #QueenChloeBourgeois and #ModelQueenBourgeois began trending on Twitter, Audrey congratulated Chloe (using her real name) and called her exceptional for the second time, the addressed blonde shed a few tears.

She bought a large graphic camera setup as her way of say thanks without thanking him along with a note that said: “Now I know for sure that you’re good enough Dupain-Cheng. Go get her Vlad.”

Stephan‘s cheeks reddened at the implication but he had to admit that it felt good to have the best friend stamp of approval.

It wasn’t even a few days before Lila started her bragging again. This time about exotic restaurants around Paris and the celebrities she ate with.

In retaliation, Stephan took his friends out to eat at a luxury restaurant across town. He assured them that he would be paying when their concern about expenses were brought up. And they best part? It was his own money. Because of his talent with a camera, he received many internships every time they moved before coming to France, so he amassed a lot of wealth on his own. He may be rich but he also enjoyed being independent. Which was more than he could say for Adrien.

The food was exquisite. Alya and Chloe made sure to take as many photos of the place. Alya for her blog, and Chloe to shove it in Lila and her sheeps’ faces.

They didn’t get to meet a celebrity but seeing Marinette so happy and starstruck was worth. After all, he planned to take her here more often when they hopefully began dating, but he still had yet to ask her.

At first, he had only done this to slowly expose Lila for the fraud that she was, but as he continued, he realized that he enjoyed making the others happy. Before coming to France, Stephan was selfish, manipulative, confident, and cared only about himself and his goals. The only exceptions were his parents.

He was still selfish and manipulative, but he was willing to used those traits to fight for people he cared about. Not that he would ever say it out loud.

Anything Lila had claimed she could do or had done Stephan had done ten times over. So much so that even the sycophantic cult began to notice. The Italian was so busy sharing her stories that she hadn’t noticed the way several faces would twist into slight annoyance and discomfort.

And that’s exactly how they felt. They all saw the pictures of Stephan and the others. How could they not when they were blowing up on social media? Seeing their careers take off while they waited for Lila to introduce them to celebrities she had been bragging about for over a year. It made them bitter and resent her.

What was the point of telling them about her ’amazing life’ if she couldn’t even prove it? They all stewed while they listened to Ms. Mendeleiev’s lecture about the human ears and hearing until Rose raised her hand.

“Can you get tinnitus from being to close to an airplane engine?” The question sounded innocent enough.

The purple haired teacher turned to the pixie blonde before raising an eyebrow and answering her inquiry, “No. Tinnitus is a ringing in the ear. If you were to be exposed to an air plane engine you’d go deaf.”

It was like a fog had been lifted.

After class, Ms. Bustier’s students researched everything Lila told them. Every grand trip, tales of celebrities, every award. Part of them didn’t want to do this. They didn’t want to believe that their golden ticket was lying to them. But with all the talk and no action, it aroused their suspicion.

They found nothing. Nothing at all.

It didn’t take long for them to come running back to the others they had isolated from the class, but they didn’t react the way they’d hoped. Marinette and Nino accepted their apologies but made it clear that they weren’t going to be friends again. Alya and Chloe didn’t bother to hide their resentment and held a grudge against the class. Stephan never cared much about them and never made an emotional connection, so he was unbothered.

But it was obvious that the group had left them behind. They all were reaching new heights while the students of Bustier’s class were left to pick up the pieces of their dreams. Not before ripping into the liar in front of the entire school the next day.

Adrien tried to meekly defend Lila. She was just looking for some friends. The blonde saw no need to isolate the Italian the way they did. She would end up miserable and alone.

Stephan snorted before asking slyly why Adrien would defend someone who had been actively harming and manipulating his ‘friends’. As expected, the clueless sheep immediately got on Adrien’s case. Said model only backed down when several classmates began questioning their friendship.

Pfft. The young Vladislav opened up the class group chat on his spare phone. He had found Alix’s phone lying around and used it to invite his anonymous account into the chat group. He quickly sent an audio recording and waited for the fireworks.

Notification bells dinged throughout the classroom asynchronously. Each student reached into their pockets, desks, and backpacks for their phones and confusion crept onto their faces as they saw the recording anonymous user had sent.

”Does anyone know who this is?” Mylene asked the gathered students.

”Not sure. I don’t think anyone in this class is anonymous,” Alix answered.

”There is a 67% chance that this is a hacker. The other 33% are unknown,” Max was as statistical as always as he pushed up his glasses.

”Well, let’s see what it is! It can’t hurt right?” Sabrina piped up as she pressed play.

Total silence filled the room as Adrien’s voice was heard. The room had dropped several degrees when they heard the blonde admitting to knowing Lila was a liar. Not to mention gaslighting Marinette into staying quiet.

It was the recording from when Stephan had first threatened the blonde model. He cut out the threats of course.

When the recording finished, dirty looks, glares, and eyes of betrayel landed on the Agreste heir who had paled dramatically.

There was a beat of silence before everyone began screaming in unison. How could Adrien just stand their and watch as Lila lied to them? Said blonde tried to defend himself but it became increasingly clear that the class wasn’t having it. Alix declared her friendship with Adrien over, the others following suit.

Stephan and the others in the back just watched as the chaos unravel like a ball of yarn. Ms. Bustier finally arrived and silenced the classroom to begin the day’s lesson.

Throughout the lecture, students occasionally threw glares in Adrein’s direction. He did his level best not to make eye contact with anyone.

No one saw the rougish smile that Stephan wore. He had warned the blonde to stay out of his way. Had he listened, the Russian wouldn’t have had to make him miserable. That’ll teach him.

Meanwhile, Adrien was going through the hell Stephan created for him.

First, Lila was exposed as a liar. He felt sorry for her. Then some anonymous account revealed that he knew of the Italians lies. Everyone was angry at him for remaining silent. What would they know? He just didn’t want her to get akumatized. He just knew it was Stephan who had done it. It was only the two of them in the hallway and Stephan’s threats were cut out, only incriminating Adrien.

His father was still furious for letting Nicolas Vladislav claim Marinette as his intern. If only Stephan had stayed out of the way. Now Gabriel was barely even talking to him.

He couldn’t even enjoy being Chat Noir anymore to cheer himself up. After the fallout that destroyed his reputation, he received backlash from every prominent website. He couldn’t even go out on patrol without someone glaring at him and spitting hateful comments. And yet again, it was all Stephan’s fault. He never once considered himself to be at fault. After all, it was Ladybug who refused him.

And when he had tried to visit Marinette as Chat to try and remove the cotton from her eyes, she insulted him as Adrien and as Chat Noir at the same time! It was so frustrating!

The blonde was having trouble coping. He was so used to being loved and adored by the general public that he thought it impossible for anyone to hate him. Now that both of his personalities were under fire, there was no where he could hide behind or escape to.

It was a miracle he was still managing to keep his grades steady. The blonde wanted support, but Plagg was also giving him the cold shoulder as he did his best to fend off the ravenette’s attacks.

In his loneliness, he threw himself into modeling. The one thing that Stephan Vladislav couldn’t take from him. Until he did.

After the plethora of photo shoots Adrien had done and the many Stephan had accomplished, people began theorizing that the two models had some sort of rivalry.

The weren’t wrong.

Gabriel was pleased with his son‘s change of attitude and the prospect of potentially rivaling Nicolas Vladislav’s fashion company.

Sunshine vs Eclipse was all the fashion world could talk about. There were billboards of each model. Each one trying to one up the last.

Laurice Vladislav loved it. She loved the idea so much that she created a new magazine cover for the rivalry. A phot shoot Adrien was supposed to have already booked.

Stephan looked over his reflection in the mirror after the stylists left. He smiled, satisfied with what he saw. The smile quickly turned into something darker when he saw a familiar face on the reflective surface.

Spinning his chair around, the Russian model fixed an amused expression at the blonde model, “Do want to take a picture? We’re about to start the photo shoot in two minutes. You’ll be able to keep one of me if you want. It’ll last longer.”

Adrien didn’t laugh.

”Are you happy now? You’ve turned everyone against me and ruining my life!” he bit out, the frustration boiling too wildly for him to tame.

”So? I gave you a choice. I told you to stay away from Marinette. You didn’t. I told you to stay out of my way and keep your head down. You also didn’t. I wasn’t about to let some scion get in the way of my goals and Marinette’s affection,” Stephan raised his eyebrows in a way that showed how little he cared for the blonde’s misfortune.

Adrien glared at him with the same amount of venom the Russian would expect from a peasant. He rolled his eyes at the weak intimidation attempt.

”You’ve turned Marinette into a bad person. She doesn’t want to be friends with anyone in the class anymore. I bet you don’t even care her or the others. Knowing you, you’re probably just using them for your own ends,” the blonde spat. He didn’t bother mentioning that the ravenette had also ruined being Chat Noir for him, single handedly ripping away his freedom from him.

The look Stephan gave him was awful. That was probably the worst thing Adrien could’ve said in that moment.

Stephan marched forward and grabbed Adrien by his collar, “You shut your mouth. I care about Marinette more than you ever did. I went out of my way to help the others. I spent time with her. Listened to her. Comforted her when akumas came after her after a bad day. I never pushed her. I respect her boundaries. I don’t invalidate her feelings like you do. And I certainly don’t expect her to play nice with her bully. Even if she doesn’t except my feelings, I‘d be more than happy to recieve her friendship,” Yes he would be absolutely crushed as Marinette was the first and only person he fell so hard for. He went out his way to sabotage and threaten someone just to be with her. But he wasn’t planning to confess to her yet.

Slowly but surely, Stephan had begun to include Marinette into the limelight more and more. First were small gestures like holding hands and standing in close proximity. But not too close as he didn’t want the bluenette to feel uncomfortable. Then it drifted into hugs and more love like gestures. Some of the backgrounds used were the Seine River, the Effie Tower, and various locations used for dates and love confessions. Every passing photo portrayed them as a young couple in love to the entirety of Paris, just what the ravenette had been aiming for. People were already betting on when the two of them would start dating. Stepheinette was what everyone was calling a power couple. Everything was perfect and no piece of cowardly blonde garbage was going to ruin it.

Especially since Kagami, Chloe, and Alya pulled him aside and gave him the shovel talk. Break Marinette’s heart, and they’d break him the same way.

He wasn’t really worried. He hadn’t planned on breaking the blunette’s heart to begin with.

The three girls were very aware of what Stephan was doing and supported it, so long as he wasn’t trying to push himself onto Marinette. Of course , he would never do that. He valued her comfort before his own goals and made sure never to cross any of those lines with her.

Adrien wasn’t backing down, “You claim that you don’t expect her play nice with her bully but your just like Lila!”

The young Vladislav laughed in the blonde’s face.

Adrien sputtered at his reaction, “What’s so funny!?” He demanded.

Stephan calmed down enough to answer Adrien, “You say I’m just like Lila? Please, the two of us are nothing alike. She’s lazy, has no talent, and has a number of delusions. Not counting the one where she thinks her sausage hair is stylish,” He gestured to the space around them, “I achieved everything I’ve done with my own hands. I brought my rivals down with an iron fist. She swears she‘s the master manipulator and liar, but she is so far beneath my level that the idea of someone comparing us is laughable.” The Russian spoke in a smug, vindicated voice.

”You‘re both liars and don’t care about who you hurt to achieve your goals!” The blonde model protested.

”But I thought she was just lonely and in need of friends,” Stephan threw the words that Adrien used to excuse Lila’s actions back in his face.

The blonde in question stammered as he indeed contradicted himself. Now he sounded like a hypocrite. Never mind that he already was one.

The Russian gave a sly grin as he continued to decimate the male in front of him, “I amassed my own money from hard work. I’m intelligent as well as talented. I destroyed the reputation of one of Paris’ most beloved heroes. I decimated countless wealthy people and their reputations in ruins. I made an image for myself. Not just as my father’s son unlike someone. I took over Francois Dupont. Lila and I are nothing alike. Tell me, do you think Lila could achieve all of this?”

There was only silence as his answer.

”I thought so,” he shoved past Adrien as the camera man announced three more minutes before starting.

The blonde could only watch as Stephan left, wordlessly. It dawned on him that he was right.

What could he do against someone like that? He was like a super villain without a costume. He was smart, talented, independent, and self sufficient. While Adrien was still stuck in his father’s shadow.

Life wasn’t fair.

Meanwhile, Stephan smirked as he stood in front of the camera.

He was a King and if you displeased to the King, you get banished. Just ask Adrien or Lila.

Kings get whatever they want, especially if it was a Queen.

(Else where across Paris, Marinette sneezed)

And whenever the Russian saw something he wanted, he would always get it.

He was Stephan Vladislav wasn’t he?

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Caramel | Bakugou x Reader

summary: You got hit by a libido-increasing quirk after raiding a villain's camp and the first person's scent you smell after causes your sex drive to increase for that person. Your boyfriend just thinks you think he smells bad and has been feeling horrible about it.

word count: 2.5k

warnings: oral (f! & m! receiving)

a/n: i had an afternoon nap ('t was 4 hrs long idk if it's considered a 'nap') and dreamt of this hnnnnggg i had to share it to u guys

You've been covering your nose when you were around your boyfriend and it's starting to make him a little self conscious about himself. Did he smell bad? He thought you loved his smell though?

"Hey shitty hair. Do I smell bad?" Katsuki asks, feeling the warm water run down his body. Your class had just finished training for today and now you were all asked to freshen up before dinner.

"What are talking about Bakubro? You /always/ anell like sweet caramel. Especially when you sweat. Why do you ask?" The redhead asks and usually Katsuki would tell him to mind his own business, but he figured that he's nineteen years old now and he should act more like an adult.

You had taught him that opening up about his feelings is nothing to be embarrassed about and he's now currently working on being more open. "It's just..." He starts, "Y/n has been covering her nose with her handkerchief everytime she's near me."

"But Y/n loves how you smell? Isn't that why she was attracted to you in the first place?" Eijirou points out, lathering the soap all over his body, cleaning every spot so he won't end up smelly later tonight.

When Katsuki doesn't answer, Eijirou took this as an opportunity to try to lift his best friend's spirits up. "Look bro, there's nothing a good talk can fix. Communication is key for every relationship to work." Eijirou speaks in a matter-of-fact tone, to which Katsuki scoffs at. "Preach about that to me when you've asked Mina out." He says before leaving the shower rooms to get changed.

The blond walks to the kitchen, feeling refreshed and ready for dinner. He watches as you help around, setting the table for everyone. He walks up to you, hands in his pockets. "Y/n." He calls out.

You turn your head to the side, jumping in surprise before turning your head to the side. Katsuki can see your chest visibly rise as you hold in your breath. Now that was just insulting.

Did you really hate how he smelled that much?

His expression falls before he turns around and walks back to the direction of the elevator, spirit crushed. This went unnoticed by you as you were too busy holding your breath and thinking of things other than Katsuki's smell.

By the time you noticed Katsuki had left, Eijirou has his hand on your shoulder. "Hey, Y/n..." You turn around to face him and he looks really worried. "If you think Bakugou smells so bad to the point that you won't even breathe when he's around, then I think you should just tell the guy. Every time you cover your nose or hold your breath when you're with him really insults him and he's been feeling really bad about it lately." The red head scratches his nape, his face turned away.

"Wait- he thinks I think he smells bad?" You ask, furrowing your brows. "Why else won't you breathe near him?" Eijirou raises a brow to which you close your eyes at, clenching your jaw.

"This has been a very big misunderstanding." You say before walking towards the elevator, pressing on the floor of where Katsuki's room was at. You quickly pace to his door, mentally preparing yourself before knocking on his door.

"What?" His usual harsh tone goes straight through the door. "Suki? It's me, I think we need to have a talk."

"We can talk this way perfectly fine. I wouldn't want you passing out from holding in your breath since you absolutely hate breathing the same air as me." He sarcastically spits.

"Bakugou Katsuki open this door right now so we can clear this misunderstanding." You demand, the other side of the door growing quiet before you hear some shuffling and finally, your boyfriend is opening the door for you.

His caramel scent that wafts inside his room hits you like a boulder and you have to clench your jaw as well as roll your hands into fists to try and control yourself. "What?" He asks, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

He's wearing a black tank top and black basketball shorts to match that clung onto his body like air, showing off his body that has been sculpted by three years of hard work, training and exercises.

You push your hand against his chest, pushing him back into his room as you close the door behind you. You keep your eyeso n his face, swallowing thickly as your palms clammed up.

"Remember that raid we did a week ago?" You ask, turning your head to the side to at least try to block off his scent. He clicks his tongue, "Yeah, of course I do. After that you came to the conclusion that you didn't want to inhale the same air as me."

You glare at him, "I got hit by a libido-increasing quirk which will depend on who's scent I smell first right after the quirk hit me. I got knocked out and you carried me to the medics." You explain, your face flushing deeply as well as your ears.

"Then- then why didn't you say anything-?"

"Fine, that part was my fault! I thought it'd go away but it didn't."

"Then why didn't you tell the pros? Or at least me?"

"/Because!/ It's embarrassing." You furrow your brows, "If I told the pros, they'll have to know that I have to have sex with Katsuki Bakugou, age nineteen, class 3A, quirk explosion, hair color ash-blond, height six-one."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asks, tone a bit softer than before. "I checked your schedule and found out that you were very busy this week. I didn't want to be a hindrance to you."

He takes a step forward, his scent driving you crazy as he backs you up onto the door. "Well, it's a friday night and we get the whole day off tomorrow." He places his hands loosely on your waist. He leans in, running his lips over the side of your neck softly, making you taking in his scent. "What do you say? Need my help with your quirk problem?"

He pulls away, vermilion eyes boring deep into yours. His scent causes you to grow hazy as you reach your hands to his nape, hooking them on his shoulders to pull him towards you. You lean in towards him, burying your nose onto the crook of his neck as you begin grinding your cunt onto his thigh. "Mmmmhhh, fuck yes please." You whisper, pressing your lips onto his.

The feeling of finally being able to kiss your boyfriend after a week of no touching-literally- feels like an explosion of many things; relief, happiness, excitement and most of all, lust.

You feel him snake his beefy arms around your waist, pulling you towards him as you comb your fingers through his hair, your tongues playing wrestle before he's sucking on your lower lip.

The two of you pull away for air, looking into each other with eyes a dark shade of lust. A soft growl slips from his lips as he presses his lips on yours again, his hands going on either side of your thighs, lifting you up as you casually wrap your legs around his waist.

He moves his hips, grinding onto you until even the shorts you're wearing are damp from your slick. "You smell so good Suki." You breathe out, letting him carry you in that position to his bed. He lays you down gently, one hand supporting his weight and the other exploring your body.

"I can finally fucking touch you." He growls onto your lips, leading kisses down to your jaw and neck, lapping his tongue over your sweet spot as his hands lift your tank top up, exposing your bra. Katsuki leaves the sensitive area of your neck to explore the hills of your breasts instead, sucking onto the soft skin as he takes you by your waist, flipping the two of you around.

As you lay on top of him, he skillfully unhooks your bra with one hand, letting your breasts fall unsupported when he pushes your bra upward. He takes a nipple into his mouth, his hot cavern causing you to arche your back, the feeling of pleasure absolutely mind-blowing.

He takes the bud in between his teeth, the mixed feeling of pain and pleasure causing you to mewl lightly as he kneads your ass with his big hands. As he busies his mouth with your breasts, his fingers slip underneath your shorts and panties, squeezing and massaging your ass before you push yourself off of him.

"You've been smelling so good this week. Everytime I got back to my dorm I couldn't help but touch myself thinking of you." You say, crawling backwards and off the bed, never breaking eye contact with your boyfriend. You place your hand on the tent of his shorts, your fingers hooking themselves onthe waistline, pulling his shorts down along with his underwear, causing his cock to spring up.

You take his member in your hand, Katsuki hissing at the feeling of your soft hand around his cock, puming it as the other fondles with his balls. You lean in, doing kitten licks on the tip before wrapping your lips around his pre-cum and saliva soaked head. You pull away, chuckling. "Salty caramel." You hum before taking as much of him as you can, feeling your pussy drip at the feeling your boyfriend's cock in your mouth.

You bob your head a few times, licking the underside of the cock before going back to pushing him deep inside your mouth. You bob your head, hands busying themselves with his sac as you push your head even deeper, feeling his tip reach the middle part of your neck.

Katsuki pushes himself up, leaning on his elbow as one hand combs through your hair, the warmth of your throat around his cock pushing him over the edge.

"Fuck baby, deep throat me one more time." He pants and you do as you're told, his scent causing your head to go haywire as the feeling of him shooting his warm load down your throat. You roll your eyes back, the discernment of having your mouth full of your boyfriend's cock while your throat caters his cum has your walls fluttering.

You pull away, opening your mouth and pushing your tongue out to show you've swallowed every last drop. Katsuki smiles, cupping your jaw and pulling you into a hot kiss, tasting himself on your tongue.

He pulls away, noting how your pupils are dilated, pushing the reaction as an effect of the quirk. He flips the two of you once more, pulling your shorts and panties down. "Look how wet you are." He presses two fingers onto your wet cunt, soaking them in between your folds, earning a moan from you before bringing them back to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean.

"Mmmm, you taste amazing baby." He groans, lowering himself so his face is leveled with your cunt. You suck in a breath, feeling his hot breath fan against your hole as you hear him snicker. "Look how desperate your hole is- clenching around nothing with just the feeling of my breath on it." He grins sadistically, immediately pressing his lips and tongue onto your sex.

You arche your back, your hands flying to comb themselves through his hair as your toes point. His tongue slides itself in between your folds, as you feel his nose rubbing against your clit. Katsuki fucking you with such a wet and warm muscle has you reaching your orgasm much faster than either of you expected. You walls clench around his soft muscle, earning a surprised sound from him as he sucks at your slick, pulling away once you've finished.

He lets go of your legs, letting them fall to the sides as you pant, embarrassed by how quick it took for you to cum. "Just how needy are you for me, baby?" He asks, kneeling on the bed to take off his tank top before pushing his shorts and underwear a little to drop them on the floor. "So much." You blurt out, lust clouding your mind.

"Then I'm sure you won't mind if I do this." He grabs you by your waist, pulling you towards him as he pushes his cock inside you, your tight walls stretching with every inch of him entering you. "Oh fuck!" You cry out, the pain and feeling of being stretched out by your boyfriend's cock driving you wild.

"But I just- came!" You yell. "You say that, but you're pulling at my hips." Katsuki points out, chuckling.

"Just- shut the fuck up and- oh god- fuck me already!" You whine, earning a deep chuckle from the blond. He leans into your ear, nibbling you helix. "As you wish." He whispers, thrusting his hips once.

Your eyes widen as your mouth forms an O. You grab on his biceps, digging your nails on them as your legs part even more, wanting to feel your boyfriend more. His thrusts become much deeper and rougher, Katsuki pushes himself up, pressing your legs your chest, pressing you into a mating press.

"Mmmff- fuck Katsu!" You moan loudly as he lets go of your legs, flipping the two of you around. As you support yourself on top of him by staying on your knees and elbows, he thrusts relentlessly inside you in the new position, his cock reaching places he couldn't reach in the other position.

He pushes himself up, sitting you on his lap as he watches you bounce on his cock greedily, watching as your tits bounced everytime you did. Riding him had you feeling fuller than ever, your mind reaching a state of nirvana as you fuck yourself even deeper with your boyfriend's cock, the movement of your hips becoming sloppier and messier as you feel your orgasm slowly creeping up to you.

"I'm close- god i'm close." You whisper, letting him wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. Your nails dig at his back as he thrusts inside you, already starting to stand as your legs wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling your hips closer to him everytime he thrusts up inside you so the two of you were in the same rhythm.

"God, fuck, Suki. I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" You pant, cupping his jaw and pulling him into a kiss, your tongues dancing with each other in sync as you feel one thrust is deeper than the others, pushing you over into your orgasm. You moan loudly, the way your walls clenched around Katsuki's cock has him moan loudly.

"Fuck you're milking me so good baby." He moans, thrusting slowly as the two of you ride your orgasms before he sets you on the bed. The two of you pant, the air's scent a mixture of caramel and sweat.

"Would it make me a bad boyfriend to say I really want you to get hit by that quirk again so we can fuck like this one more time?" He asks, face buried on your neck. You chuckle at his words,

"Mmmm, just one more time?"

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Love this very much... Fainted... 😳😳😳😳😳

18+ mdni or I'll throw hands

For the love of all things holy please let Mirio put you in a mating press

He would be so happy to have you folded in half, your pussy creaming around his cock over and over while he brings himself to release. "Does my cock feel that good? Hm? You're so pretty like this, look at you, have I fucked you dumb yet?" Mirio would be pounding into you ruthlessly, your knees beside your head being held down by his hands, caging you in. He would have you covered in hickeys, bite marks, and bruises from his strong grip on you. Your mind would be blank, only able to focus on the stretch of his cock and the feeling of his hands on you, the burning sensation of the position you've been held in long forgotten and replaced with pleasure. "Fuuuck that's it y/n, want my cum? Want me fill you up hm? Wanna have you dripping my cum all day baby" he'd increase his pace and his groans would echo in your ears. At this point all you can do is beg for his cum, your eyes practically forming heart shapes when you try to focus on his. "A-ah Mirio, gnna cum again, too good, f-fuck" your hands would come up to grasp onto his forearms, not even able to wrap around half of them, leaving little crescent shapes from your nails digging in. Your pussy would clench as you come undone one more time around his cock, giving that extra push Mirio needs to cum. "O-oh fuck, that's it, just like that, fuck you're gripping me so fucking tight. I'm gonna cum baby, gonna fill you so good" and with that his thrusts would stutter while he rides out his high, his cum spilling out the sides of your pussy. Your voices would carry out leaving no secret as to what was happening. Poor Tamaki wouldn't be able to make eye contact with either of you for at least a week without flushing beet red🥺

Sorry if this sucks, I'm in a Mirio mood and uhhhh it ain't healthy anymore

Inhaling air forever, turn red and passed out... (=ﾟДﾟ=)

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Keigo couldn’t fault you for being naive. To be crank he rarely faults you for anything, and how could he. One look at those doll eyes full of doubt, sadness, regret and guilt is enough to melt any anger he felt. He knows you’d never cheat on him, he’ll you’re too oblivious to notice those who flirt with you. But he loves that innocence, the blind trust you have in him, and the absolute devotion in your eyes when he has you bouncing on his cock, a blubbering mess wanting her daddy to make her cum again.

But when he sees your guy “friends” getting too comfortable with you, too comfortable touching your back in passing, touching your waist when guiding you places, too comfortable trying to push your boyfriend to the side. Keigo can’t help but feel jealous.

When your tight, wet, hot cunt is wrapped around his cock, you moaning his name, begging for him to make you cum again. Right as he was chasing his own orgasm, your pesky phone begins to ring, that stupid fucking face time ring tone makes him pause.

“Daddy, why did you stop? Please please don’t stop!” You beg while Keigo reaches for your phone, swiping it open as his thrusts get more and more aggressive, your moans filling the room, begging to cum.

The only part of you Keigo was willing to show was your legs draped over his shoulders, your cum glistening on his face and lips.

“Sorry, she can’t talk right now, she is too busy with me making her cum for the fourth time. How does it feel knowing that I’m the one with the cock buried in her pussy, the only fucking one who can make her feel this good. You pathetic piece of shit, don’t call her again.” He says as you whimper, begging to cum again.

“Kei- please, please can I cum, please. Please daddy!” You beg like a pathetic slut, not caring that someone is on the other line of the phone.

“Cum for me baby, cum around my cock, you pretty thing, this pathetic loser is probably jacking off to the sounds of you cumming baby. You’re so fucking hot, I wonder how many more times I can make you cum, you’re such a good girl. “

Keigo laughs as he hangs up on your stunned guy friend, wanting to engrave in your mind that only he can make you feel this good.

IM SHAKING ??? because he would totally do this?? not allowing any of your guy friends near you unless he’s around and you’re marked to hell and back; love bites and hickies across your neck and shoulders so these guys know that you belong to hawks and hawks alone!!

before you leave the house he’s probably filling you up with rounds and rounds of his cum, fucking you up and beating up your cervix with his fat cock until the only words you can say for the rest of the day are “keigo” and “daddy” when you talk to your friends!!

he knows it’s not your fault that you’re just so godamn sexy...but hawks can’t and won’t let another man look at you without seeing his possessive control over your will and your body :(( you’d never cheat on him but that doesn’t mean other people won’t look </3

OK, why do I find this hot? :-/

Lactation | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟, 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Kinktober masterlist.

Based on this silly post I made a while back!

Summary: Time alone with Bakugou has been few and far between since the birth of your son, the after affects of pregnancy have you feeling sore and lethargic- But your doting husband is more than willing to help you out.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, mentions of pregnancy, lactation, praise praise praise, breeding, creampie.

Word Count: 2.3k.

“Why does he get to do it?” Bakugou’s chest was pressed firmly against your back as he hovered over you to watch his son feeding before bed.

“Do what?” You hummed softly, leaning into the warmth of your husband as your son latched on.

“Suck on these,” Bakugou palmed your other breast as you whined softly, a subtle ache ebbing through you from how heavy your chest felt full of milk.

“Katsuki,” You shook your head, smiling softly at your husbands childishness, “He’s a baby.”

“And?” He scoffed, holding your hips gently as he caged you between your son and the crib, “I’m just fu- freakin’ saying’ I was here first.”

Bakugou stopped himself from swearing after the side glance you gave him, knowing your husband better than he probably knew himself. A subtle pout etched onto his ageing features, tired eyes staring down at you as he kneaded your sore breast for emphasis. You did feel guilty that you’d been neglecting your husband since childbirth, even though you knew you shouldn’t. Bakugou was the perfect husband and father, reassuring you that you were still the most perfect, beautiful woman in the room even now. But insecurities would often plague your mind, and finding very little time for yourself since your son had arrived into the world meant that these thoughts would continue to fester at the back of your mind.

“Can’t even remember the last time I had these to myself.” Bakugou continued. 

“There’s no way you’re jealous of your son,” You laughed, leaning into his touch as he began to gently sway you from side to side.

“Ain’t my fault he’s got the perfect life,” Bakugou smirked as he pecked your cheek, “What I wouldn’t give to fall asleep sucking on these.”

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A match! (drabble/hc)

Character: ☼ Wukong x Reader; ☾ Macaque x Reader ☽

✐ Context: You got a match in a dating app!

✐ Category: Funny. Cute. Romantic.

I never used one of those apps before, so I'm basing this solely on what I saw from posts and videos on the internet.

☼ Sun Wukong:

✐ Probably it all started when MK noticed how alone his master seemed to be.

✐ To help, Mk would create the account for Wukong, a thing that the monkey was totally against, but he decided to give it a try to please his student (or maybe he totally wanted some new company).

✐ Your profile did catch the Great Sage's attention easily.

✐ The description said that you like animals, and your hobbies included cooking, baking, and watching a lot of different series that he particularly liked too (the adventure ones with clear inspiration on JTTW).

✐ An animal lover would be perfect to deal with the Monkey King and his little monkeys, the fact that you were into making food was a huge attractive, and it was clear that watching TV would be a nice activity since you two shared similar interest when it comes to entertainment.

✐ And your cute profile picture showing off your beauty kinda made him more interested in this whole dating idea.

✐ Happy news! His solicitation to talk got accepted! Soon the two of you were babbling about your favorite shows and other common interests.

✐ If you choose him as your match, your profile probably stated that you were in search of someone funny. His profile picture was a blurry pic of one of his little monkeys with a puffy cheek for eating an oversized piece of fruit.

✐… And seeing this interest in amusing men, made Wukong put all his goofy charm on display, you would laugh so much while chatting to him.

✐ The fact that your online crush has martial arts as one of his hobbies listed on his profile did get your eyes too. I mean, who doesn't enjoy the concept of a strong person that know how to defend themselves?

✐ Ok, you had to admit that the idea that he would have a sexy fighter body also made you interested.

✐ When you asked for a photo of him, you had to ask him to "turn off the cute monkey filter he was using".

✐ He didn't manage to make you believe that he was in fact the Monkey King, he had to take a photo of him in human form (but continued to say that this wasn't his original appearance, and you laughed at his "silly joke")

✐ When the moment of the first date finally happened, you arranged to meet in a humble cafeteria, but busy enough to have almost all the tables occupied.

✐ Sun Wukong appeared in human form to avoid any type of outdoor confusion. Happiness fuelled him by seeing how things just clicked naturally between you guys.

✐ But when the date ended, and you two were ready to say goodbye, you gave him a surprise kiss in his nose and he literally transformed back in front of you.

✐ A poof sound was emitted in the air, revealing a ginger monkey with a scared expression. Silence tainted the surrounding for a bit, until your partner broke it.

"Uuhhh... Well, I'm the Monkey King, just like I said before... Yey?"

"That was... Kinda cute." - You said with shocked eyes and blushing cheeks.

✐ With you knowing who he really is the dates got more interesting, he took you to fly in his cloud, to see his land, to know his monkeys and his successor, to watch him training.

✐ It would take a long time for him to work up the courage to ask to be your boyfriend.

✐ After plucking up the braveness and arranging a cute, and romantic date, he would appropriately propose (or as appropriately as he could manage).

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☾ Macaque:

✐ Macaque was probably bored and searching for any distraction when he downloaded the app.

✐ He thought that playing with one stranger feelings was a fun idea.

✐ Soon he found your profile that wasn't just the perfect victim, it was quite of charming to him too.

✐ First, the profile showed a beautiful frame, elegant, yet simple.

✐ The description informed that you were a "night owl", a person full of flaming passion to give, with meditation and writing novels as the main hobbies, but reading and watching theatrical plays as activities you enjoyed too.

✐ It was more than clear that you two would talk about good stories. His interior artist was crazy to show his many shadow plays to someone special, Macaque just didn't want to admit it openly.

✐ Of course, you had no trouble getting interested in this captivating and attractive figure.

✐ The profile picture showed his dazzing human form, and the way he described himself clearly highlighted his dramatically theatrical side, so poetic and mysterious at the same time.

✐ The two of you would spend late nights talking about different ideas for dramatic scripts, judging movies and book scripts you might be seeing, and sharing gossip about any interesting celebrity drama.

✐ Any time you had a question about how something would work mechanically in a fight, so you could write in your book you would talk to him, as the profile made it clear he was a fighter.

✐ Even more fun was asking side effects of specific blows, such as how a person feels after receiving a kick in the chest.

"I'm going to research how much a person bleeds after being stabbed."

"You need to specify how the cut was, if it is superficial, only a few drops will come out of the cut, if it is a larger tear, the blood will come out more quickly, but it depends a lot on the severity of the blow."

"... Wow... You totally have to help me with my book. Let me give you more details..."

✐ Mr Six Ears started to build some unconscious expectations after seeing how enchanting you were. Any amount of flirtation coming from him was returned by you with an even more effective dose of sweet talk.

✐ The monkey didn't notice, but over time any notification he heard made his own heart flutter. Your passionate side was slowly making him delirious with strong emotions.

✐ You set up your first date at a memorable restaurant, sure it wasn't the most expensive in town, but the high quality was remarkable.

✐ Even though the place was full of elegant people, he couldn't take his eyes off you.

✐ Flirtation filled your table conversation, both of you dedicated to making the other feel attractive. You mostly praised his voice, making clear that to you his voice was much prettier than the singers in the background.

✐ In the end he pulled you in for a kiss in the expectation of messing with you, having fun playing with you, but what he felt was something too good for him too.

✐ Subsequently, the end of the date made him notice how he was actually feeling.

✐ He didn't talk normally to you for a month (a thing you didn't like at all, it's super common for people to disappear after the first date), but after that break he got more intense, he clearly had something to tell you.

✐ A date was arranged at the theater where he works. After a beautiful shadow play presentation in which he told the story of the legendary Six Eared Macaque, he called you backstage for a chat.

✐ Macaque showed his true form, he was ready to be rejected for lying, but you smiled as if you already knew he was probably a demon.

"You weren't exactly discreet about your supernatural abilities, I saw you grab a bottle of wine from the shadow of our table on the last date."

✐ The next few dates got better and better, and not long after he found himself officially dating you.

😳😳😳my jaw dropped... ☁💟💟☁💟💟☁

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BNHA GUYS REACTING TO YOU DEEP THROATING THEM FOR THE FIRST TIME

w/ Katsuki, Eijirou, Shoto

note: all guys written about are aged up ofc!!

KATSUKI BAKUGOU

he imagined how it'd feel but wanted to throw the part of his brain that was responsible for imagination cause it didn't feel like how he thought it would

jesus fuck this man creamed as soon as he felt himself going deeper inside you than usual

and the moment you swallowed around him??? he just hopes you won't be talking too much tomorrow cause you won't be needing your voice after this lmao

"shit, what the fuck baby..." he groans, back arching as you shake your head slowly, pushing yourself lower even more to push him deeper.

and the look you give him?? those glassy, tear-stained eyes you have as you look up at him???

god that shit absolutely causes him to break.

he'll run his hand through your hair, clutching his fingers on it as he thrusts his entire length inside you

he's cumming one too many times inside your throat

moans, grunts, even babling. you hear it all.

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

loses his reason

he goes absolutely feral the moment he sees his hair tickling the tip of your nose

he'll look at you with this innocent, surprised look with wide eyes, raised brows and a small o shaped mouth

but fuck right after the situation is settled in his head, he's fucking your throat the same way he'd fuck your cunt roughly

he uses two hands to hold your head in place as he uses you warm little throat for his own pleasure

and oh god when he cums and you swllow around him? when he feels your already tightly little throat tightening even more around his length?

"you just keep surprising me every night with something new, huh?" he chuckles darkly, combing your hair up, taking the hair tie from your wrist to tie around your hair

he leans back, using his elbow to support himself on the bed. "put that little erogenous zone to work."

TODOROKI SHOTO

this man is all about soft grunts during sexual activities, but the moment you push his tip past your usual soft palate andpast that, letting it enter untouched waters, you got yourself a loud moan

not only does his moan resonate around the room for the first time since you guys started having sex, but it's also his first time cumming so quickly

you pull away, swallowing his load as you look up at him with wide eyes

"Did you just-"

"Open your mouth." He orders, pushing your lips open. "This little thing will be doing one thing tonight and one thing only." He pushes his cock inside you, slowly feeling as he pushes down your throat

"And it won't be talking."

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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

Requested by @oligbia

Warning : Heavy! Smut, Slight Dacryphilia, Slight Degradation, Praise Kink, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling, Size Kink, Mirror Sex, Slight Fluff (ending)

Pairing : Mirio x f!Reader !characters are aged up!

WC: 1K

a/n: Clearly got carried away with this one. Thanks to the lovely Liv for the request, had tons of fun writing it. Forgive any mistakes, lmao. Hope you enjoy it too! Requests are open

"Look how pretty you are, baby" Mirio coos as he bunches your hair in his hand, tugging your head upwards so you could look at the mirror. Look at the way the man almost twice your size was pounding into you, the way your breasts jiggled with every thrust of his, how flushed both of you were and how desperate you looked, knees and elbows bruised and wobbling due to rubbing against the covers so much.

"Such a slutty baby, gushing all over my cock" he chuckles before using his hand to reach over and grab your jaw, pushing his index and middle finger deep into your mouth, gagging you and forcing your mouth open, drool seeping out as his thrusts slow to rhythmic, determined ones, giving you a second of leisure to comprehend what he was saying

His fingers coat themselves in your saliva before letting your hair fall over your face, hand reaching around to your chest before pulling you back into him, back flush against his chest, giving you a seat on his thighs. Your head rests against his shoulder, eyes lazily glancing at your reflection in the mirror, body in full view as Mirio spoke

"Watch"

His wet fingers made their way to your folds, rubbing just above where his cock entered you, grazing against your sensitive clit, earning a few whimpers from you before grinding into you, fingers spreading your sticky folds to show you how his cock moves inside you

"Please.. Mirio.." you beg, wanting your release desperately as you hear a small laugh before a gasp escaped you. His fingers were now concentrated on your clit, rubbing gentle circles before picking up the pace, with both his fingers and cock, sending you into a plethora of pleasure, mind numbing at the feeling, hot tears pricking at your eyes

It just felt so good

"If you ask so nicely.. Who am I to say no?" His teeth on your earlobe as he nibbles gently, the position letting him fuck deeper into you

"Be a good girl and cum for me, will you do that? Will you be a good girl?" He asks, breathing labored, watching your tears cascade over your cheeks as you manage to frantically nod before clamping down hard on him, hands wrapped around his neck before pulling him into a kiss, moaning into his mouth as your orgasm crashed down on you, body shaking due to the intensity as he holds you close, helping you ride it out with slight touches to your core and gentle words

"That's my girl" he says and peppers your cheek with kisses, before laying back, pulling you into a full Nelson

"I want you to watch, baby, watch how you squeeze around my cock. Can you do that for me? Hold yourself open" he instructs and you nod softly, still out of it due to your first orgasm, blindly following his instructions, fingers dipping down to open your folds, a slight whimper leaving you as you see Mirio's cock stuffed in you

"Good job, baby" he says before resting his hands on your hips, one thrust of his hips bringing you back to Earth as he fucks into you like a starved man, your walls hugging onto him and refusing to let go, slight whimpers falling from you

"Mirio..too much" you whine, eyes finding his through the mirror

"You can do it, baby. Just a little longer, such a sweet girl, aren't you?" he says, flashing a quick grin as you nod slightly as his hand moves to your breasts, kneading and slapping them

You cry out, in pleasure and overstimulation as your hand reaches to hold onto his hair, not letting your eyes fall away from your reflection on the mirror, because you were a good girl and good girls listen to their boyfriend

Mirio's eyes drifted back to the mirror and the sight could have made him cum, it was so hot. The view of you, spread open for him, wetness coating his thighs and dripping onto the bed, your face and chest flushed red, hair sticking to your forehead but still trying your hardest to keep your eyes open to watch him as he broke you apart, fucking your cunt into the shape of his cock, the pleasure visible in your eyes and the way your lips never met for more than a second as he coaxed all the lewd noises he possibly could from you

Your free hand snaked down to grab Mirio's, bringing his hand to your cunt, silently begging him to touch you, earning an amused chuckle by him. The high from the pleasure had you racing for the next climax, the knots in your abdomen painfully taut. Usually he'd demand you use your words but he was feeling especially lenient right now

His fingers rubbed and circled your swollen clit, flicking and pinching just the way you liked it, fingers playing around your wet walls and hood, his cock rubbing against all your favorite spots in a way that had your legs shaking and heart rushing

"Oh, is my baby going to cum? Watch yourself cum" he says as he speeds up slightly, all the spasming around his dick pushing him closer to his edge, you sobbing in pleasure and chanting his name out in strings didn't help his case as you grabbed his hand and held onto it tight making Mirio growl into your ear

"Cum baby, cum all over me fuck! fucking cum" he commands as your mind goes white, falling over the edge hard, body spasming slightly as he shoots his release into you, stuffing you full.

"This cunt is all mine, you're all mine now, fuck"

His gentle thrusts bring you down from your second high, the room filled with heavy breathing and lewd squelching. Supporting himself on his elbows he smiled at your worn out form, holding onto him tightly, breathing finally calmed. Leaning into you, he pressed a soft kiss against your lips

"You were such a good girl for me. So good. I'm so lucky to have you baby girl" he whispers as he presses another kiss to your temple, a small smile playing on your lips at the compliments

"I love you, sunshine"

This is too hot...😳😳😳🎶

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒 obsession

Pairing: ID!Leon x Fem!Reader

Summary: Training the rookies was a pain until he met her. His sweetest new obsession, he wouln't stop till he was buried deep inside her.

Tags: smut, fluff, age gap (not too much! i imagined leon being 37 and the reader being 23-25, so everyone is legal and consenting!), p in v, eating out, riding, breeding kink, leon is obsessed!, a small housewife kink.

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ on repeat: exo - obsession

Notes: Got too excited and posted without proofreading it! If i missed anything, please let me know so i can correct it! Also, when will tumblr make a pastel pink theme for the dashboard? I hate that everything we have is either a sad/gloomy hipster or raging gothic theme.

From all his years working at the D.S.O, Leon was stressed pretty much all the time, never catching a break, too exhausted. That showed on the increasing wrinkles forming from his frowns, and the occasional white hair that appeared on top of his head. In his non-existent breaks, he had another thing on his belt: training the new agents.

At first, it was a pain in the ass, watching those morons do the same mistake over and over, it really made Leon think it was getting too easy to be a D.S.O agent. Some repeated the same mistakes over and over again, and because of it, Leon frequently lost his patience, soon getting known as a hardass. 

As time went by, he began losing hope for the future of the department, until she came through. Pretty body, voice as soothing as a canary and delicious lips that called for him. And the best thing was that she was better than all of these morons, throwing down even the experienced rookies.

Since Ada, Leon didn’t know what it was like to be this obsessed with a woman. He wanted to know her next step, have her by his side all the time, know how her soft skin feels underneath his rough fingertips. He dreamed of her, and caught himself checking her out more than he should. Chris always teased him in private, telling him “his star student is making him turn back to his twenties”. God, they had a small age gap, but thinking about it only made his cock throb. Maybe dealing with rookies made his mind turn him back to his twenties.

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As their “graduation” got closer in time, all the new agents began training more, but none were like her. She came in first and left after all of them, always using the training gym by herself the most she could. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leon offered private training, becoming a private tutor to her.

Instead of making things easy, it just caused him to become even more addicted to her - he now knew her thoughts, her quirks and her perspectives. As they spent more and more time together, it was clear that she found him attractive too - he knew he was still successful with women, after all (even if he was more dumped than anything). Leon had cemented in his mind that he needed her, and now he just needed to find a way to approach her.

She will be all his.

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One of the nights, he had to spend in his office reading and filing boring documents, Leon heard a gentle knock on his door. “Come  in” he simply answered, and to his surprise - and excitement, it was his little star. She entered his office, and her usual sparkly eyes were dull, the poor thing was too tired, working herself too much.

“What happened, rookie? You look exhausted. Working too much to bring me down?” Leon said with a smirk

“Ha, you wish, sir.” Oh, how that term made his pants tighten. “I just came for help, I don’t know. I’ve been focusing on sharpening my skills for the admission test, but I don’t know…” she said unsure

“Hey, don’t tell the rest, but you’re the only one that I would bet on getting in” he reassured her, standing up and taking a seat beside her in his couch “You’re too much in your head, agent”

“I know, I just can’t turn it off…” she whined, making Leon think how she would sound if he made her cum around his cock 

That 's it. That was Leon’s chance to get his favorite student. He put a hand on her thigh, not too close to her precious cunt and said quietly to her “It’s alright, sweetheart… I can help you, if you want”

She knew where this was going, and it turned her on more than she thought. Feigning innocence, she pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear, nodding “But… How, sir?” and looked at his lips

Leon smiled, caressing her jaw “let me fill your mind, rookie. Why don’t you sit at my desk, hm?” 

She stood up and slowly went to his desk, sitting on it and letting her head fall to the side, as if to question him “what’s next?” with her body language. Leon follows her, standing between her legs and letting his hands caress the outer side of her thighs. His face lowers to her neck, his kisses and his stubble causing a warm sensation to run through her skin. A soft gasp left her lips, her hands caressing the back of his head.

Feeling him smirk against her skin, he kept placing slow and gentle kisses, adding some nibbles on the mix “That’s what my best student needs, right? A real man to touch her”

He lays her on his desk, pushing his papers aside, pulling her hips into his - his cock adding a nice weight to her sensitive wetness. He slowly pushed her shirt up, watching her beauty for a moment “You’re perfect, baby”. As he whispered the praise, her cheeks blushed more, a soft giggle leaving her lips. He finally kissed her lips and both were hungry for each other, to quench the thirst they had been accumulating after months. 

Leon swiftly undoes her bra, not wasting any time and circling his tongue around her nipples, sucking and lightly nibbling it. Underneath him, her breath quickens, as she whines freely as he teased her. Trying to ease their ache, Leon grinds their centers together, his cock so hard that his zipper presses against his member.

Soon, he removed her pants, kissing as her skin showed - inch by inch. Again, his stubble creates goosebumps in her legs, as he worshiped her body - she deserved it, after all, he wanted to make her addicted to him and his taste. Watching her panties so drenched as they were glued to her pussy, he couldn't help but nuzzle into her bundle of nerves, causing a gentle jump on her. He kissed and licked the wet spot, as if trying to eat her up. 

“F-fuck, please take them off, sir” she whined, not even realizing that she kept the term. Leon, deciding that he wasn’t in a teasing mood, guided the clothing down, letting his pretty star all spread on his desk - his to take, to tease, to fuck, to breed. 

“Shit, baby girl, you are so wet for your teacher… you wanted me to take you, right? You wanted me to go crazy and drench my face with you. huh?” He teased her as he got on his knees, aligning his face against her cunt. She was so red, puffy and wet, not even the most delicious candy could compare to her.

His tongue tasted her at first with kitten licks, causing a loud moan to rip from her mouth. “Keep quiet, sweetheart. We don’t want anyone coming here and seeing you spread out like a needy slut, right?” at his comment, and as if teasing her, he finally sucked and rolled his tongue around her clit, letting his index finger circle her wet entrance. Almost as if she was distressed, she cupped her mouth with her hand, rolling her eyes back at the pleasure. 

Pushing his finger forward, slowly, until he's entirely inside her, he kept eating her out with gusto, as if he was a starved man. Soon, what was one finger turned into two, her juices were flowing through his palm as he began to be more desperate for her - but he wouldn’t stop till she let him taste her entirely. “It feels good, doesn’t it, my doll? I’m the only man and only one for you, gonna make sure to keep this pussy satisfied till I die”.

His fingers and mouth worked more ferociously, pussy drunk wasn’t even close to describe how he was feeling.On the other end, she had tears in her eyes as one hand didn’t leave her mouth as the other one tugged his hair hard, making him moan against her drenched cunt. “S-sir, o-oh g-god…need to c-cum!” she pleased, looking down at him with glazed eyes.

“Do it, baby girl, give it to me” he ushered her, maintaining the pace till she finally coated his fingers, tongue and mouth with her essence. As her ‘little death’ came, she felt as if fireworks erupted inside her mind - none of her exams daring to creep up on her mind.

He praised and marked her thighs as she came down from her high. The girl pulled Leon into a passionate kiss, smiling in contentment, reaching cloud 9000. Pulling away, she whispered against his lips “Let me repay you, Leon. Wanna make you feel just as good”

“Not today, doll.” He whispered, sitting back in his chair and pulling his pants and underwear down, patting his lap “I know how to help you even further”, he said with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Like an excited bunny, she hopped off his desk and jumped into his lap, resuming her kisses on his mouth - casually descending into his jaw and neck, enjoying the pleased hums that he lets out. He palmed her ass and firmly grabbed it, giving some gentle smacks as she had his fun with him. To Leon, in all of his life, that was his happiest moment: having his pretty princess on his lap, all naked, hypnotized in kissing and feeling him up. 

“Go ahead, baby, let me finally empty your mind and use you” he calmly ordered her, caressing her cheeks adoringly. Soon, she positioned herself and slowly sat down on his cock, rolling her eyes back and holding into his chair behind him. 

“S-so b-big…” she moaned, her head falling into his shoulders as the girl swallowed all of him. She was so tight, wet and perfect, Leon almost came deep in her cunt just by her inserting him. His head got dizzy for a moment, his hold on her ass tightening, as he grunted and pressed his eyes closed. 

Dedicatedly, she began jumping up and down on his cock, their skin slapping as the woman looked directly into his eyes. If anyone saw them at that moment, they would attest that both had heart in their eyes. her tits jumped up and down in front of him, making his tongue and fingers play with them as the couple lost their minds in pleasure.

“Good job, doll… jumping on my cock like the good girl you are… it’s all for you, always for you” he said rambling in pleasure,  busying his mouth to tell her praises and roll her sensitive nipples on his tongue, as her cunt drenched his cock, causing a white ring at the base.

Holding tightly into the back of his chair, her hips worked even faster on him, making Leon moan more frequently in pleasure, slapping her ass, leaving behind his handprints on her pretty skin. His head falls back as he watches the goddess in front of him taking what's hers and milking his cock into her hungry pussy. He would make sure that she passed her admission check, so every end of shift he would breed her cunt, till she is finally all of his - the mother of his children, his pretty wife. But that’s a talk for later.

After some minutes pass, Leon takes over and thrusts from below, making her body turn into his own ragdoll, her moans flowing freely into his mouth. Some minutes passed, and both were on the brink of their orgasm, so close to reaching their true paradise “Will you let me fill you, doll? Make your womb so full of me, gonna make you get home with me drenching on your legs” he taunted her.

Not handling much more teasing, and his words serving as a catalyst to her peak, she nods and coats his cock with her sweet arousal, biting down on his shoulder to drown out her sounds. Her roughness and the new tight hold on his cock makes him spill into her gummy walls, emptying himself. Finally, he marked her as his. His doll, his love, his property.

Both were coming down from their highs, trying to control their breathing, letting their heartbeat slow down. He caressed her hair, kissing her cheeks and nuzzling their noses together, all smiles. “So, did I help?” he asked jokingly.

“Didn’t even know why I came here” she answers teasingly.

From now on, Leon would never be exhausted for the wrong reasons ever again.