My Hero Academia Imagines

31 // Denki Kaminari // "Subby"

===== (Y/N's P.O.V)

I liked to let Denki think he could "top" me. The look in his eyes when he had me pinned against a wall was always so priceless. But the look he always had when I pinned him down and made him beg for me was always so much better. 

I let him shove me against the wall, already deep in my head about how subby I was going to make him. His eyes were on my chest, his tongue occasionally darting over his bottom lip,

"I'm gonna treat you so good, my precious little cutie." I bit my bottom lip, pushing off the wall and slamming him against it,

"Oh yeah, Spark Plug?" I leaned forward and bit his neck harshly, leaving a trail of marks across his neck and collarbone. A moan burst from his vocal chords,

"W-What are you doing? I'm supposed to be making y-you feel good." I hummed and licked the most recent mark I'd made,

"Yeah? You're gonna be a big strong man for me, baby?" He whimpered a little,

"Y-Yes?" I smirked, gently kissing his lips,

"You're gonna make sure I don't walk tomorrow, huh? Rearrange my insides, hm?" I pressed my knee against his crotch, feeling just how aroused he was. His eyes rolled back,

"Y/N..." I stopped suddenly and he whined. I grabbed him by the front of his shirt and dragged him to the bed. He complied,

"B-Baby?" I smirked to myself,

"He's already falling apart for me." I sat on the bed, leaving him standing in front of me,

"Strip for me." He shifted awkwardly,

"What?" I wrapped my hand around his throat and squeezed gently, leaning into his ear,

"I said. Strip." He whimpered, quickly pulling items of clothes off. He was undressed quickly, standing in place. Awaiting instruction. I got up and walked around him, admiring his oh so sexy body,

"Such a good boy for me, hm?" I bit my lip as he stuttered. I dragged my thumb down his lips,

"Try again." His eyes went wide and soft,

"I'm your good boy." I hummed,

"Bed. Now." He scrambled onto the bed, throwing the sheets into disarray. So very pleased with how good he was being, I decided to give him a show. I pulled my shirt up, over my head, tossing it to the ground. His eyes tracked me, glazed and mesmerized. My pants were next, sliding down my legs and falling to the ground as I stepped out of them. His tongue unconsciously slipped across his bottom lip. I heard him letting out little whimpers as he touched himself,

"Y/N..." I smirked, mentally counting,

"One..." I slipped my bra off and dropped it. He started full force stroking himself, his cheeks going pink as he moaned,

"Two..." I took off my panties and stepped out of them, walking over and straddling him. His eyes opened and he grunted,

"I'm, mmm, gonna- ah- cumming-" His face went a shade of red as he hit his high, spilling on his own hand,

"Three..." His eyes rolled back and he relaxed, panting. I leaned down, touching my nose to his,

"Did I say you could touch yourself?" His eyes went wide in fear. I smirked and slammed down on him. He twitched and screamed in pleasure,

"S-s-sensitive... Please..." I groaned as I circled my hips, slapping his hands as they reached for me,

"No touching." He whined and his hips jerked. I chuckled, watching him lose it,