this smut come from bratinc on tumblr
"I want to take care of you today, okay? You always make me feel good, now let me return the favor."
He didn't get a chance to argue as you pulled him into a heated kiss, the blissful sensation knocked the air swiftly out of his lungs. It was intoxicating, having you on top of him, feeling your body firmly pressed against his, being able to taste your sweet lips against his own. It all felt like a dream. His mind was a jumbled mess, only able to think about thoughts of you and the way you made him feel. Yet he longed for more, his need only growing stronger by the minute.
One of his hands was secured to the small of your back, gently caressing the exposed skin from your top riding up while the other had an almost bruising grip on your thigh. Every kiss sent fire shooting throughout his body and he couldn't help but press himself into your touch. He felt the pressure building up in his pants, the strain of his cock battling for release from their prison. You could feel it rubbing hard against your sex, every roll of your hips only making it more difficult for him to contain his lust.
Your hand traveled from it's hungry grip on his flexed biceps, to his head, where your fingers found themselves tugging on his unruly locks. Nails scratching against his scalp as you deepened the kiss. Your hold on his hair tightens and when you suddenly tug on it, you are rewarded with a loud moan escaping his lips. You broke the kiss, taking the time to appreciate your boyfriend's appearance. He was a beautiful mess underneath you, his face covered in a dark blush, lips red and swollen from your passionate lip-locking and as you grind against him, you could feel his hard cock even through the layers of clothes.
"You're so pretty, Ei. So fucking pretty." You tug on the hem of his shirt, signaling that you wanted it off, to which he obliged. You watched as Kirishima shrugged off his clothes, revealing his chiseled abs and perfectly sculpted body. Your lips met once again, this time the needy connection being severed too soon. Your desire to please him— to have him choking out your name— overpowered your senses. He lets out a whine, attempting to gain another kiss, clearly unsatisfied by the recent one.
You ignore his attempts at relieving his need, and instead settle with pressing soft kisses along his collarbone. You could feel his pulse through the marks that you made on his neck, where you gently nipped and bit at this skin, your sharp teeth making the experience feel more intimate.
Impatience practically radiated off of his body. You could feel it through the hungry, dazed look in his eyes. His need for dominance was intimidating and you could tell just how much he wanted to flip you over and fuck you stupid. He was being such a good boy holding himself back, though, and you wanted to reward him for being so well behaved.
Your claws gently raked down his chest, causing him to shudder as you explored every dip and peak of his form. The divots in his abs, the way they flexed, the texture of his goosebumps gliding across your fingertips, it was all recorded to memory. You finally reached his belt, fumbling with it for a second. You spent the delay of time by pressing little kisses from his collarbone, to his happy trail. You eagerly unzipped his pants and took out his stiff member.
A bead of precum dribbled down the side of his length which you greedily licked up. The rough texture of your tongue making him groan, his fingers weaving through your hair and pushing it out of the way.
He craned his neck, looking down at you in anticipation as he watched you gather spit in your mouth before letting it drip down onto the tip of his cock, his hips uncontrollably thrusted into your fist as you vigorously pumped him.
"More, baby, please, faster!" And who were you to deny him. His head falls back onto the bed as you wrap both of your hands around his throbbing cock, sliding them up and down and using just the right amount of pressure to have him biting his lips and gripping the sheets.
