BNHA Oneshots

|| Kirishima Eijiro || NSFW || 1 ||

[[ Unedited ]][[ Female Reader pronouns ]][[ NSFW; Smut warning ]][[ Word count: 1694 ]][[ Kinktober day 4 - Mirror sex ]]

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     "Kiri?" You murmured softly. "Are you sure about this?"

     "What do you mean?"

    The soft scent of the vanilla candles was refreshing and soft to your nose, but did nothing to calm your nerves in this situation. The room was warm, but goose-bumps still rose across you near bare-skin, arms wrapped protectively around yourself.

     It wasn't as if it was your first time with Kiri, but still, you had reservations. Something was always holding you back during moments like this, something nagging the back of your head you could never seem to let go of. You'd hidden the small issue for Kiri's sake the other times with a lot of pep-talks in the mirrors, but today you couldn't seem to soothe your own worries. You watched the bashful smile slip away from Kirishima's face, a small pang of guilt tugging in your gut. It seemed like he'd been really looking forwards to this moment after all.

     "I mean, this is kinda serious, you know?" You bashfully glanced towards him, where he had paused from shimmying out of his grey tracksuit bottoms just beside you.

     "Oh, are you scared?" His smile came back once again, a toothy grin flashing in your direction. "It's okay! There's nothing to be nervous about, I'll be gentle, I promise! I'll take good care of you!"

     "That's not exactly it." You turned your flushed face away as Kirishima stood near-bare, clad in nothing but tight black boxers which did nothing to hide the erection straining excitedly inside the material confines. "Are you sure that you wanna do this with... Me?"

     "Huh?" Kirishima stared at you blankly, as if not comprehending what you could be suggesting. "What do you mean? Why wouldn't I?"

      "I mean... I'm not that... Special to look at." You responded bashfully, and watched as Kiri's usually sparkling eyes widened a few fractions as he understood. "I mean, I'm not sure if I'm your body type, or... Anything like that, you know?"

      "Why are you saying such stupid stuff so suddenly?" Kiri began to frown in displeasure and you shifted nervously. You wondered if perhaps it was a mistake for you to voice this, maybe it would've been easier to put on a brave face about it. But truthfully, your self-confidence issues had been nipping at your heels all day, particularly bad. You were embarrassed it was potentially getting in the way of getting intimate with Kirishima.

     "I'm serious." You responded softly. You were still burning, both with heat and embarrassment. Your eyes tore away from his, just to trace down his glowing, warm skin, taut over the defined muscles and strong frame. Your eyes caught on the sizeable bulge in his boxers, simultaneously catching your lower lip between your teeth.

     You squeaked in shock as Kiri practically lunged to scoop you into his arms. He was more than strong enough to hold you, it was barely any effort with how strong he was, yet you were still slightly embarrassed as he grabbed you by your thighs and hoisted you up to twine your legs around his waist.

      His lips instantly push up to yours, engaging you in a surprisingly heated, aggressive kiss, lips crashing together, and almost instantly Kirishima had captured your bottom lip between his own pointed teeth, and a choked gasp escaped you as he lightly tugged at your bottom lip.

     The kiss was deepened quickly, tongue tangling together messily, though neither of you paid mind to that. His body was so firm and almost searingly hot against your own, his muscles pressed up against your tummy and still-clothed chest, and of course, the hard, satisfying poking between your legs.