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I mean... It's Oneshots that are mostly smut. What more do I have to say?
The chapters are female (She/Her) readers unless requested otherwise. I'm always open to requests for male (He/Him) or non-binary (They/Them) readers...
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This was requested by Fr1edWe1rd0 and they told me I could just go crazy.
CW‼️ Praise Kink, Scissoring, Cunnilingus, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism (Or is it more like cuckholding?) Orgasm Control, Overstimulation, Soft Dom Kirishima, Softish Dom Bakugou, Tiny Ma'am Kink, Breath Control, Squirting, Just A Smidge Of Degradation, BDSM, Thigh Riding, Face Sitting, Marking, Slight Dub/Non-Con.
Disclaimer!!: This is not meant to glamorize any type of abuse, exploitation, coercion, etc.!
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It had been fourth months since you'd seen another human being aside from your captor. You were cold, hungry, and longing to see anyone you knew; at this point you couldn't even fathom being rescued by the heroes, and that thought scared you. You'd lost all hope that you'd ever see the light of day again.
But all of that changed when two of the most famous heroes came knocking at your door. They said they had gotten a noise report from someone and just came to check up, which was weird since there weren't a lot of houses in the same geographical area as yours. Sure there were a few, but not enough for someone to file a noise complaint. Your captor had been mad about something the other day, and even though it didn't involve you at all, it resulted in him punching you in the face. And you had the black eye to prove it.
When you heard the knock you didn't move for a second, hoping that whoever was at the door would just go away if they thought no one was home. But the T.V was left on before your captor left the house to go 'run errands' which usually meant he took another under the table job. You didn't have the remote to the T.V and you couldn't turn it down.
The knocks continued, scaring you into sinking more and more away from the door. You clenched your eyes shut, curling yourself into a ball, that was until you heard a soft female voice call from the other side of the door, "Hello? Is anyone in there? We just wanna talk?" she says, her knocks on the door slowing down and become softer. Your bottom lip trembled, quietly moving over to the door. You slowly opened the door, peeking your head out.
When your gaze met theirs you were starstruck, in front of you were two women, obviously pro heroes, and so pretty. You swallowed down the lump in your throat the more they stared at you.
The first one you laid eyes upon was a redhead, obviously not natural but attractive nonetheless. She had a slightly concerned look on her face as her eyes scanned up and down your body. While yours did the same. She had blood red hair, it was straight and long, though a little unruly in some places, and she had bangs that fell down almost in front of her eyes, with two little pieces at the top that resembled that of horns of someone with a mutation quirk. Her eyes were red as well, and she had a small scar running through the width of her right eye. Her hero costume was a little revealing, but you could say that it might've had something to do with her quirk. She wore a black tube top that actually contained her breasts, a pair of baggy pants, and something around her waist that you could easily mistake for a hoodie tied around her waist, and she had the prettiest black high heeled boots.
