This is really really explicit lol i'm so sorry i didn't think anybody would ever be reading this bye
===== (Deku's P.O.V) (Sunday)
Her body. The way she carried herself. The way she so innocently did everything, even when we were talking about more "lewd" topics. I loved it. I loved her. So much sometimes that I would get excited. Really excited. It was one of those times. I was thinking so much about Y/N and I felt my crotch get hot,
"Dammit." My phone dinged. Y/N was asking me to come to her dorm. I almost told her no. I felt like I couldn't face her in such a state. I felt vulnerable. Susceptible. As if I was in battle and left... quirkless. But this wasn't battle. This was one of those things Y/N always reassured me about,
"You don't have to feel like you can't be vulnerable around me Deku. We're together because we support each other. I'm here for you. Through everything. No matter what you need. Okay? " I distinctly remember nodding, struggling back tears. Y/N made me feel like the only man in the world. I sighed, grabbing my phone,
Me: can we talk
Y/N: what's up?
Y/N: are you okay? is something wrong?
Y/N: just come over, kay?
Y/N: we can talk about whatever u need
Me: ok
She was always so caring. It was so attractive. The heat in my crotch intensified,
"Geez." I walked to her dorm, awkwardly adjusting my pants every so often,
"God, why hasn't it gone down? " My face felt hot. I was starting to become aware of little details. My breathing. My heart beat. The unconscious twitch of my fingers. I got to Y/N's door. I knocked rapidly,
"This is so embarrassing. What if she laughs at me? Will she break up with me? Can I even tell her this? "
~Y/N's P.O.V~
I swung the door open. Deku had a desperate look on his face. I pulled him in and shut the door,
"What's wrong?" He couldn't meet my eye,
"Puppy..." I touched his chest,
"I'm right here, baby. Take your time." He went red and whined a little,
"Puppy... I-I don't know... uh, this is really embarrassing. Never mind." He pushed his hair out of his face, but it fell right back down. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close,
"Tell me." He let out a shaky breath. I let him go and he started sputtering, trying desperately to say something coherent,
"I-I... You know what you're doing and I don't and it's really embarrassing but I need help and..." I paid attention to his body language, tuning out his voice momentarily. He was really jumpy and his hands were covering his crotch. I grabbed his hand and moved it,
"What is he hid-" And there it was. No. There IT was. Deku was always a little nervous. He was never really into the whole intimacy scene. He wasn't as hypersexual as some of his peers, understandably though. I didn't find it unusual that he was a little nervous. Deku had trusted me with the fact that he hadn't even touched himself yet. I bit my lip and exhaled sharply through my nose,
"Gentle but affirmative." I grabbed his belt and unbuckled it. He backed up and bumped into the wall,
"P-Puppy, what are you doing?" I got his pants undone and I pulled them down. I touched his V-line and leaned into his ear,
"You don't know how fucking sexy you are." I slipped my hand into his boxers. He moaned,
"Puppy..." I kissed his neck. He grabbed my wrist and moaned again. I smiled, moving my lips back to his ear,
"You have to trust me, Deku." I pulled back and looked him in the eye,
"Do you trust me? Will you trust me?" I took my hands off of him. His breathing had picked up and his chest rose and fell rapidly. He nodded. I shook my head,
"I need to hear you say it." He whimpered,
"I-I trust you, Y/N." I took a small step toward him, pecking his lips. He looked me in the eye,
"Can we go s-slow? Please?" I nodded and kissed him deeply,
"I'm gonna take good care of you baby." I lifted his shirt over his head and kissed my way down his chest. He whimpered in response. I hummed,
"And he doesn't even notice how hot he is." I gently pulled his boxers down, fully exposing him. He whimpered again as I wrapped my mouth around his cock,
"Y-Y/N... That feels so good."
~Deku's P.O.V~
The way my cock was disappearing into her mouth was so... lewd. It was amazing. The magical feeling of her tongue doing just the right thing. The look in her eyes as I got lost in the pleasure. I felt my muscles tense up and a euphoric feeling of going weak in the knees,
"Puppy!" I had my hand against her head and, in the heat of the moment, I pushed her forward. The feeling was intense. Like I was going to explode. But not in a bad way. No, in the best way possible. I felt close to hitting my breaking point,
"Pup-Puppy, I'm gonna l-lose it... Please..." I trailed off as the pleasure took over again. I didn't know whether I wanted her to stop or to keep going. The feeling was intense and unfamiliar, but I was accepting it against my will. My hips were starting to move in time with her, rocking back and forth. I looked down, watching as she bobbed her head. It was a semi-sloppy mess of her spit and my pre cum. I leaned against the wall and let my eyes roll back as continuous waves of pleasure washed over me. I could feel it. The climax. My hips were bucking wildly,
"Puppy... Puppy, please..." She started swirling her tongue around again,
"Yes, yes, yes, yes- PUPPY!" My hand was still on the back of her head as I starting thrusting,
"It feels so good. Yes, Puppy." She hummed and I felt my climax coming closer,
"Puppy... puppy... puppy... puppy... I-" My whole body twitched as I climaxed. I lost control and went rougher,
"F-Fuck puppy." I felt my knees go weak as I finished. I was suddenly really tired. Y/N stood and touched my face,
"You okay, love?" I nodded, pulling up my pants. I couldn't really think straight. I opened my mouth and momentarily babbled like an idiot. Once my thoughts came together, I lurched forward,
"... bed... lie... down." She giggled and pulled me onto the bed with her. She snuggled in,
"You feel better?" I kissed her forehead, letting my lips linger,
"Yes." She held me closer,
"Good."
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My Hero Academia Imagines
FanfictionA book... strictly about My Hero Academia and my internal monologues about them