Pity the Flowers:POVs Endeavor x femreader!

pov: 50 things with Endeavor

pov: 50 things with Endeavor (fem!reader)

a little nsfw (MINORS UNDER 18 DO NOT INTERACT)

genre: fluff (for real)
disclaimer: I do not condone nor glamorize abuse. This is written for fiction's sake and the only intent is to entertain. This part does not contain the abuse but since this is part of the series I'm gonna keep putting the disclaimer. If you are in an abusive relationship, please leave. It will not get better.
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wo parts left til ending

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#01 - First

You giggled, laughing and then you teased him, "Premature."

Enji pulls you up from your knees, tasting himself in your mouth and you learned that to playfully jab at a man's ego, you'd need stamina to pair that with.

#02 - Comfort

After a day of pro hero's work, the Flame Hero comes home to blunt forces trying to knock him down, hugging his legs and you,  with a fond smile on your face.

#03 - Contrast

Gruff attitude. Callous words. Brash temper. Yet, your husband takes your hand to his arm like an escort.

#04 - Tongue-tied

I love you. Enji is compelled to say it but every time, there's a frog in his throat, and you... you reduce him into a bundle of nerves.

#05 - Kiss

Not the lips to lips contact. But the brush of the back of his hand to yours, asking for permission.

#06 - Pain

"All Might saved 32 towns in one night. As expected of number one hero." The news say.

#07 - Rain

You and Enji watch your kids play, catching drops of water on their tongue.

#08 - Chocolate

It's smeared all over the kids faces. Touya has it stuck on his teeth. You turn to your husband who whistled none too innocently.

#09 - Happiness

The sight of lights on by the window and the noise of giggling children awaiting him by the door.

#10 - Sensual

The curve of you stomach carrying your third child. Your husband whines in your ear, whispering obscene things, "I'll fuck you again and again when this is over. We'll dump the brats with your sister for a week."

#11 - Alarm

You and Enji wakes up not by the sound of the clock, nor the crowing of a rooster but by the little gremlins jumping on your stomach.

#12 - Weakness

You drag him in the car, cold demeanor but eyes blazing with lust. You put your perfect little mouth around his cock and if he wasn't sitting, you'd know he was weak-kneed.