cold to the touch || tomura shigaraki

sweet euphoria - 24

a/n: this chapter is a smut!! it starts off right at the beginning and it will go through the whole chapter. you can skip this chapter as it won't pertain to the storyline! this is just a filler on romance and stuff, the storyline will continue in chapter 25.

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Short, jagged breaths. Tomura's hands were wrapped around your neck as his lips smeared against your own.

Your bodies were hot against one another, friction building between the rubbing of your clothes. Tomura was eager to get closer to you.

He moved a hand and placed his fingers on the hem of your shirt, it decaying against you, revealing your chest to him.

"I liked that shirt." You pouted. Tomura chuckled as a free hand massaged your breasts, his other still at your throat, holding your head to face him. Tomura placed a rough kiss on your lips before kissing down your neck.

Tomura's hands fell from your body as they went around your back, undoing the clasps. Tomura fought with the material before it finally came free.

Your bra straps fell and rested on your upper arms. Tomura's fingers gently pulled them down, removing the bra from your chest.

Tomura looked at you in awe. You were gorgeous. Tomura had never seen anyone as beautiful as you. It seemed cheesy but Tomura was falling more and more in love with you.

You were perfect, and Tomura didn't want to ruin that.

Tomura resumed placing kissing along your neck, bringing them down your chest, showing love to each of your breasts, his tongue grazing over your nipples, sucking on each bud. He pulled it with his teeth gently, not wanting to hurt you.

Your head flew back, a feeling of pleasure soaring through you. This felt so good. You moved a hand to Tomura's shoulder, holding him for support. If it wasn't for the wall you were sitting up against, you would've fallen over.

Tomura didn't stop showing you love afterward. He kissed down your stomach. Stopping when he got to the hem of your pants. In one quick movement, Tomura hooked his fingers around your pants and underwear, pulling them down quickly. You blushed, becoming conscious of his next movements.

What if he didn't like what he saw? What if he hated it? You were getting nervous.

"Beautiful." Tomura whispered as he removed his shirt. You looked up into his eyes and tilted your head to the side.

"You're beautiful." Tomura said with more confidence this time. You felt better. When Tomura called you beautiful, you knew he meant it.

Tomura could be a man of few words, or a man of many. But it was in times like this, you knew he meant what he said, because he wouldn't just say it in any other circumstance.

Tomura stood on the floor and tossed his shirt to the side. You slid off the bed and got on your knees in front of him.

"Let me do something for you." You spoke softly, your hands working at undoing his pants. Tomura felt a blush spread across his cheeks. He hadn't done anything like this in a while, but he was glad he was doing it with you.

You'd felt him get hard while he was touching you earlier, you figured it was your turn to make him feel good.

Tomura's cock sprang free as you pulled down his boxers. You smiled and while looking up at him, you swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock. Tomura let out a low groan, his head falling back, his hand finding it's way into your hair.

You licked a stripe on the underside of Tomura's cock before taking his tip into your mouth. Tomura thrust his hips forward, his cock filling your mouth, hitting the back of your throat. You took a second to adjust to his size in your mouth.