(Midoriya) Dessert

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TW: NSFW, slight oral (male receiving)? it's rly the reader being a tease ngl.

Izuku moans, breaths stuttering sharply as you suck another hickey onto his thigh, hands brought up high to his mouth to try and muffle the noises he makes. He inhales harshly as you teasingly run a hand over the bulge next to your face, fabric soaked and undoubtedly stained. You nuzzle your nose into the seam of his shorts, feeling Izuku tremble as you apply pressure to his cock through the fabric, noticing it twitch as you pay attention to him.

"God, Izuku," you speak against the fabric, adoring the way he cries out in high, staccato whimpers at the feel of your voice against him. "You are delicious." You punctuate this statement by nosing into his crotch with each word, grinding your face against him. Izuku, debauched and unable to say much at all, groans and ruts his hips up into your face. You feel the warm moisture of his pre-cum clinging onto the fabric finding its way onto your lips and cheek, grinning at the way he lets out a pleasured sound above you.

Your hands snake their way around to grip his ass, kneading as you rubbed your face into him once again. Izuku whined, sweet sounds of pleasure and begging, as you licked up his length, licked in the taste of his desperation.

"Please," you heard him beg. "I- I've been, been good, I - ah!" You cut his words off with another lick up the front of his shorts. "Ah, love, pl- ah! -please!"

You smirk as you move a hand up to pull his waistband down, tracing your nails lightly over the sensitive skin, moving your face up to nip right below where you touched. Izuku keens, high in his throat, as you leave mark upon mark just below the band of his boxers. His cock bobs at your throat, warm and solid - something you could rub against to tease him even more. When you finally pull him free of his boxers, wet and slightly stretched, you fight this urge to lick your lips, salivating at the appearance of his flushed cock, red and heady.

"Izuku, look at you," you whisper, trailing a finger on the head of his cock, enjoying the gasps that sound from above you. "Delectable," you murmur, tongue dipping out to get a taste, starting at the slit, then moving around his head. "Just like dessert." Through labored breaths, Izuku briefly ponders how he could possibly taste like dessert, but the thoughts are quickly abandoned when he feels your mouth sliding over his cock.

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