One Punch Man One Shots/Lemons/7 Minutes in Heaven

Iaian x Reader

(Oh yes, an extra kinky lemon, and there is no story.

Also, note: Guys, I haven't been responding to comments, but rest assured that I read EVERY ONE of your comments because it fuels me to continue writing my dirty literature.)

He had you pinned to a wall; abusing your lips with a harsh kiss that was just the right amount of pain and pleasure. Just the thing to light your flame.

God dammit, you loved those rare days when hero duties or training didn't occupy his schedule. Those few god blessed days when you would literally cling to your boyfriend, demanding all his attention, and then returning the favor as his loving and attentive partner. You would spend it being lazy, sleeping in, and indulging in eachother's company.

At the moment, brunch was supposed to be the first thing on the agenda, so you were both in the kitchen. However, Iaian could tell you were feeling frisky when he saw the way you were strutting into the kitchen and plucking a single banana from the fruit basket.

You had only jokingly done it, but the tease was still there; just to see how he would react.

Iaian watched you peel the fruit and engulf more than half the thing without hesitation, then proceed to pull it back out, licking at the "head", and then breaking out into an uncontrollable fit of laughter from the sheer ridiculousness and how this would be so unlike you to suggest sex in such a way, but he got the hint regardless.

Your makeout session slowly made its way to the dining room where Iaian slid out a chair from the table and was going to push you onto it, but your legs encircled him from the front, so he instead sat as your fingers entangled themselves in his blonde locks.

"You're so beautiful." he says in between pants.

"And you know me so well." you return with a giggle.

Another giggle escapes you as he easily leans you over while still staying seated.

He begins to ravage your neck with love bites, all the while your arms are secured around his shoulders and your legs still tightly around him.

Your hair was fanned out around the floor as your head hung limply and the sounds of your eager panting played like music to Iaian's ears.

He finally straightens back up without a struggle, pulling you out of your momentary horizontal state and mixing a lightheaded sensation into your growing cocktail of pleasurable feelings.

The erection was the first thing you felt, and thinking about it made you turn fifty shades of red.

Your lover seemed to like that very much, and so he pulls you in to lock lips for a few good minutes while teasingly teething your lip ever so gently. You gave an appreciative roll of your hips over the obvious tent in his pants, and he voices his praise with a long low groan. Seizing the opportunity, your tongue slips in and out; lapping at his warm mouth before you proceed to nibble your way down his jaw to his nape where you playfully bit him.

His groin gives a violent lurch, but before he could reach down for his belt, you decide to toy with him a little further.

Iaian's initial thought process was that you undoing his belt, pulling it from the loops, and then tugging away his undergarment just enough to let his friend free was finally for some actual fun, but then with your malicious smile and sneaky hands, you bound his wrists together behind the very chair he was sitting on and stepped away to see the man's reaction.

He was stumped for a second, but that turned into curiosity once you began to explain your plan.

"I'm going to undress for you, and for every time you react, I'll decide if the clothes will continue to come off or if they stay on."

Iaian looked in disbelief but quickly quashed that train of thought when he saw you beginning your little strip tease by slowly lifting up the hem of your top.

His cock was already erect and alert, but right now, it was twitching and bobbing with each slight reaction whether they were shown visibly on his face or if he was suppressing a slight jerk of his hip or twitch of a nerve.

You were playing around with your shorts, making sure to give him a full show of your ass while you teasingly pulled up and down at the garment.

No clothes were off as of yet, you were having too much fun with your little game, but you knew better than to withhold Iaian of a reward when he was obviously so deserving of one.

You snagged your shirt under your breasts and lifted them higher and higher til they finally spilled out from the hem with a jiggle. This pleased him, but you could see the struggle in his eyes to not rip his wrists from their leather bond or to smash the chair underneath him. Next, you let him smother his face in your cleavage before pulling away to mess with your shorts again.

All the clothes were finally off, and by the looks of your lover, he was panting, looked like he was parched, and appeared almost akin to a rabid animal in his bound state.

You grabbed the banana from earlier, took a small bite off it, and offered it to Iaian from between your teeth. He eagerly takes it and manages to snag your lips with it.

Finally, you undo the belt holding him hostage, and he instantly gets up as soon as the leather hit the floor and hoists you up by the cheeks your ass. Nails dug into flesh from his frustration, and he tries to be apologetic, but he was holding back for longer than he would've liked and it was time for some payback.

The banana was abandoned on the counter while Iaian had you bent over the wooden top, arms held behind you, and belt getting wrapped around your mouth as a gag. 

"You were being such a tease!" he says with impress. "But you should know better than to hold me at bay for so long." Iaian hisses in your ear before spreading your legs apart and giving your bottom a firm smack.

It stung, but it stung with a harbored arousal and deviant want.

"You were being so selfish." his words were followed by a quick swipe of the tongue over the shell of your ear and another spank.

There was another round of five spanks before he spoke again.

"Should I punish you in a similar fashion?"

He gives on last spank.

Your reciprocating moan was drowned out by the belt clenched between your teeth,

"Or maybe..."

His hips thrust harshly against your backside, squishing you for a bit against the counter.

"Maybe I should just go ahead and satisfy the both of us, right here and right now."

You yearned so badly to say an affirmative, "Oh yes, please!", but this god dammed gag!

Him poking at your entrance almost, almost, tipped you over the edge, confirming your hopes, but instead he only meagerly prodded his own pulsing mantle against your throbbing core. He lets out a breathy chuckle at the liquid sign of your almost all-too-early climax.

"You know, I think I might actually keep this up."

Your moan of anguish was nothing short of a pathetic whimper.

Suddenly, your insides were filled and he was buried up to the hilt.

"But you and I know we both need this right now."

He proceeds to pummel into you mercilessly til you came first, letting him relish in your tight walls coiling around him and greedily take in his seed when he finally came. This happens two or three more times, til your legs felt as if they were going to give out.

Iaian collapses on top of you and removes your gag; unceremoniously tossing it aside to finally let your mouth relax.

He massages your aching shoulders while peppering kisses here and there and whispering his praise to you.

"You're so beautiful."