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Limitations - Eijiro Kirishima

Summary: you are out with kirishima and his friends. while you are eating, kirishima happened to be thinking about devouring something, and it was not the food in front of him. (READER IS NON-BINARY)

Warning: smutty implications, dirty talk?
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The feeling of a palm sneaked up your thigh. Coughing a bit, you look towards your boyfriend, who was having a somewhat normal conversation with Bakugo.

The moment he respectively interrupted Bakugo to whisper something in your ear, you knew he was going to torture you.

"You don't mind if I take a feel, do you?"

He slid his rough hand up your shorts. You tensed up as he rubbed you gently. biting your lip, you stared down at your plate, trying your best to avoid eye contact from everybody.

"you're wet," he whispered again.

You desperately wanted him to stop, fearful of getting caught red handed, but your body completely ignored you and continued to let him do whatever he wanted.

The feeling of a finger inside you, caused you to quietly gasped, but you gulped down your drink, covering up as if you were coughing.

Clutching on the tablecloth for dear life, you looked over to Kirishima with a shock expression.

Thankfully, Bakugo was completely oblivious and went ahead to torment Midoriya as Kirishima teased you.

Your boyfriend chuckled, and tried to moved at a faster pace.

Annoyed, but also filled with pleasure, you moved the plate aside and relaxed your forehead against the table.

"[Y/N], you alright?" Midoriya asked.

Kirishima's finger quickly slithered out of you, making you shiver at the lost of contact, "I'm fine," you reassured him in a hoarse tone. "My stomach was hurting a bit that's all."

"Was it the food?" Kaminari questioned, pointing to the plate next to you.

Giving kirishima a wicked glare, a very small grin was forming at the top of his lips, "no it wasn't. Probably something I ate before dinner."

Kirishima hopped into the conversation, "Yeah, you ate a lot of dinner beforehand. Does your throat hurt, too?"

He was heavily implying the moments before the dinner, where he was ramming you at his apartment.

You quickly made a mental note in your head to kick him in the balls.

"Why would their throat hurt?" Bakugo raised an eyebrow, skeptical of the excuses you laid out.

Kirishima spoke, "Well, you see Bakubro, they were sucking on a long, thick huge lollipop, and they-"

Your eyes grew wide as you harshly kicked his knee, forcing him to shut up as he grimaced in pain.

"Kirishima, let's talk," you fixed your shirt and rose up from your chair, "we will be right back."

He smirked as you grabbed ahold of his hand, gripping it tightly so he wouldn't escape.

"Take your time!" Midoriya called out with a smile.

"Hell yeah we will," Kirishima shouted.

Moving to a safe distance far from the dinner table, you pushed kirishima up the wall with your hand on his shoulders, he was shocked, but turned on at the sight of you.

"Okay," You began, using the stern voice you used on criminals, "Because of that ridiculous stunt you pulled out there, I'm going to damn well make sure you know your limits. So, as your punishment, no sex for two weeks."

Kirishima's eyebrows shot up, "but, babe..I-I'm sorry."

"Nope! Save the tears for your bed," you snarled. Fiercely pulling away as you started walking back to the dining room.

Kirishima followed you like a lost puppy, pulling on the hem of your shirt as he sulked, "it..it won't happen again, please.."

"Nope!"

"ONE WEEK," He asked desperately.

"Because I'm pitying you, I'll make it eight days," you groaned, not wanting him to annoy you.

Kirishima whimpered, "five days?"

"kiri.."

"PLEASE, BABE!" He cried, hugging you like a huge teddy bear.

"no!"

"FUCK," he cursed, feeling the eyes of everyone as you both entered your seats.

"Isn't that tough," Bakugo laughed, finding amusement of his friend getting told off by his partner.

"I'm not surprised you couldn't keep your dick in your pants. You looked like you were going to cum at the sight of them." Bakugo teased.

"shut up.." he whined.
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Trinity