WHEN YIU ,, WHEN ,, WHEN YOU ,, YOU ,, YOU ,, WHEN YOU ,, WHEN—

yapper reader x listener katsuki

notes: grumpy x sunshine also. basically just yap yap yap reader and bro stfu katsuki. based on some prompt i remember seeing forever ago. deviating from my usual 'reader and katsuki childhood friends go to ua tg' bc this is such a cute idea

the field is buzzing, students from different hero schools gathering in small groups and instructors calling out over the noise generating quite the racket. there’s tension, excitement, and a bit of rivalry in the air. class 1-a stands off to the side, eyes scanning the new arrivals. bakugo stands isolated from the group with his arms crossed, mouth already in a deep scowl.

he hates group exercises. hates surprise training simulations. hates-

“katsuki!!”

and then it happens.

a blur comes flying in from the other side of the field. he hears it before he sees it, and by the time he turns his head, it’s too late. you launch yourself at him from behind, tackling him in a full-body hug that actually makes him take a step forward. his body tenses immediately, hands twitching instinctively like he might throw you off-

but he doesn’t. he would never.

“kats! kats!” you giggle, climbing halfway up his back like he’s your personal jungle gym. you hook your chin over his shoulder, big goofy grin stretching across your face as you hug him tight. “hi!!”

there’s a long pause. bakugo doesn’t move. doesn’t shout. doesn’t blow anything up. the whole world stills in suspense.

eventually, he sighs, a hint of a not-angry expression present on his face. "hi."

“uh… are we… seeing this?” kirishima says under his breath, eyes wide.

“kats, i swear, it feels like it’s been forever since i’ve seen you! i mean, seriously, how is it that we’re both doing this hero thing and still barely getting any time to hang out? it’s like the universe just hates us or something. i’ve been stuck in this crazy hellfire intensity training like all week, and it’s not even the fun kind, it’s just endless drills and lectures and like ugh ohmygod, i’m so over it. anyway, i missed you kats!! how are you? healthy? well? making friends? wait, who am i kidding. youre definitely healthy because youre like a health-conscious old man, and definitely no friends."

you’re talking so fast he doesn’t have time to respond to anything. he just stares down at you, not saying a word or moving an inch.

eventually, he reaches out, drops a heavy hand onto your head, and mutters, “shut up.”

you beam like he just handed you flowers. “there he is,” you giggle, grabbing his arm and hugging it to your chest. “so grumpy. so cute. i miiiissed you!”

he grumbles something pissy under his breath, but makes no move to pull away.

aizawa’s voice cuts through the air. “pair off.”

despite you already hanging on him, bakugo grabs you immediately. “we’re teaming up.”

“wait, what?” mina says from behind him. “you’re not gonna work with us?”

“we’re teaming up,” he snaps again, louder this time, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“but you always-”

“shut up. all of you. shut. the fuck. up.”

you’re already bouncing beside him, eyes bright. “oh my god, kats, i have so many ideas. okay, okay—what if you blow a hole in the wall and you know how i texted you last week about that new feature on my costume? i could use that to- wait! or we could climb over the roof and-”

“you talk too much,” he mutters, dragging you along gently despite his annoyed expression.

“you love it,” you sing, completely unbothered.

he doesn’t answer.

but the tiniest corner of his mouth tugs up.

masterlist

Kiss

— 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 !! : hinata shoyo.

content: hinata shoyo + kageyama tobio (established relationship with hinata). afab!reader. group sex (3). cockwarming, cunnilingus, clit sucking, unprotected sex. implied virgin!kageyama. teasing, throat fucking & spit roast at the end.

— . ｡˚ ♡ you and shoyo have been feeling like trying something new !

"sh—shoyo," you murmur his name softly, pleadingly. "shoyo, please."

"mhm?" hinata coos at your whiney tone, hugging you tighter, angling his hips and shoving his cock deeper into your cunt. your back is pressed flush to his chest as he pulls you close, skin slick with sweat against eachother.

it feels so good — so stretched out and full, as he fucks himself up into you slowly, a little nudge of his cock head deeper into your cunt once every few moments — but it's not nearly enough. "what is it, baby?"

"wanna—" you're cut off by the breathy moan that spills from you, when he presses down on your stomach and rolls his hips up into you once, twice. "ngh— wanna cum."

"hear that, tobio?" hinata chuckles, bringing one hand to rest loosely at your throat. he looks down at kageyama, who's got his face between your legs, strong arms caging your thighs firmly around his head.

a shiver courses through your limp body at the next stroke of the setter's tongue on your clit — his eyes are narrowed with focus, as he carefully circles his tongue around the sensitive bud, making it swell and throb tentatively with the touch — torturously slow and gentle. "she wants to cum, tobio. y'know how to make her do that? or do you need me to teach you?"

kageyama looks up at that, not noticing how you keen and push yourself forward a little at the loss of attention — he grips your thigh and straightens up a little, from where he'd been laying with his tongue on you.

"i don't," he scoffs at your boyfriend, his best friend. "need you to teach me anything. i can do it myself."

his lips are glossy, shining in the low light, with all the slick of yours that he's got across his mouth. hinata giggles, unbothered, and brings his other hand down to rub lazy circles into your clit when you whine again. "you look so pretty right now, tobio. give me a kiss, wanna taste."

and kageyama leans past you, face hot and eyes lowered, to lock lips with hinata, his hand still gripping your thigh, squeezing sensually. the two men moan into the kiss, fervent and unsatiated — fuck, you squeeze your eyes shut, listening to them as you grind onto hinata's cock, wanting so badly to cum.

this is not what you'd expected, when you called kageyama up and asked him if he would like to join hinata and you for a night.

"kageyama," you'd spoken into the phone. "wanna come over and fuck?"

"w—what?" the setter had sputtered. "is hinata there?"

"tobio," hinata had leaned in to comment. "come over. it'll be fun, trust me."

hinata kisses kageyama once more, before he places a hand in his raven hair and pushes him down again. "now," he rasps, voice low. "make my baby cum. she's waiting, and you said you know what to do."

kageyama meets eyes with you as he settles between your legs again, their colour a piercing grey in the dim light — he feels his face gets hotter, the tips of his ears turning brighter, as he puts his mouth on you again.

he doesn't fucking understand how something like this can feel so good. how licking at your pussy and at hinata's balls, and kissing hinata with your slick in his mouth, could be so sweet.

you spread your legs further, whining incoherently, and hinata lets out a displeased sound. "be nice, baby. tell him what you want. and say it sweetly."

"please," your lashes flutter as you look down at kageyama, his pale skin such a pretty contrast with hinata's tanned, rosy complexion, tinted pink by his fluster. "tobio, suck my clit. please. wanna cum so bad."

he doesn't say anything, still so god damn shy with you, it's cute — but he grabs your thighs again, making himself comfortable as he carefully wraps his lips around your begging clit.

"ah— fuck!" your hips jerk when he gives you an experimental suck, vision going light and hazy for a second — and hinata laughs at the way you clench so tight around his cock that's still warming in your pussy, giving you another kiss before he's wrapping his arms around you again and finally fucking into you properly.

you swear nothing you've experienced before has ever felt so damn good.

"keep going, tobio," hinata encourages. "you're doing well."

kageyama hums softly, and as he resumes sucking, he brings one hand up to spread your folds apart, exposing you to him even further, allowing him better access. "ngh— feels good!" you pant, unable to hold your lips pressed together any longer.

they're being gentle with you right now, but it already feels so euphoric, heaven being pushed into you with each stroke of hinata's cock in your cunt and with each play of kageyama's mouth on your begging clit, now so puffy in his mouth.

hinata presses his lips to the side of your neck as you throw your head back against his shoulder and moan, now rhythmically thrusting up into you, one hand cupping your tit, calloused fingers rough against your sensitive skin. "so beautiful, baby. you like getting made a mess of like this?"

"mmm," you breathe, eyes shutting with anticipation as you reach the edge of your orgasm, the heat of your cunt wrapping so tight around hinata's cock. "please, gonna cum. gonna cum."

"good girl," he bites another mark onto the side of your neck, just above the previous spot — and your body jerks again, hot and sensitive as you cry out. "give it to her, tobio. she's being so good."

"don't gotta tell me," kageyama murmurs, a line of slick and spit connecting his lips to your clit still, as he moves back for a second. he surveys your fucked out appearance, pleasure tipping him when he sees how gauzy your eyes have become at the behest of his and hinata's work.

taking a breath, he presses his tongue into you again — and you whimper helplessly, drunk on how he's so fucking good at it despite never having done this before.

and as he sloppily eats at your cunt, the wet sound of his lips working around your clit and hinata's responding laughter ringing in your ears — you let out another moan, hinata grabbing your face and turning it aside to kiss you, rolling his hips up into you with a slap of skin against skin as you're finally pushed over the edge.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!" the cries spill from your lips into hinata's mouth, your back arching with the force of the orgasm as you crash into it, thighs locking around kageyama's head with every suck of his lips round your clit.

this time, your vision does go white, stars dancing in your vision as your cunt pulses around hinata's cock, the effect of your orgasm ripping through all three of you. hinata moans heavily, wrapping his arms around you, hands firmly squeezing at your tits as he bounces you on his cock, muttering, "go on, angel. tell us how it feels."

the bliss feels white hot. it's so good, it burns. "haah," you try, voice stuttered and hoarse as you desperately pull a sentence together for them. "sh-shoyo! tobio, please, so good, so good—"

then, without warning, hinata places a hand on your back and pushes you down onto your knees, on the bed.

"get back a little, tobio." he grins at his friend, and kageyama complies, looking a little confused. you let out a spoilt whine when hinata's cock slips out of your fluttering cunt — but the spiker pushes you down onto your hands and knees anyway. "look at tobio, baby. look at his dick."

your eyes first meet kageyama's own averted ones, as you settle between the two of them — he's still so shy, unable to even look at you straight.

he looks almost statuesque, towering over you as you trace his muscled form with your eyes, and when you lower your gaze over to his cock, you see how stiff and leaky it's gotten; weeping precum down the veiny, blushed length.

"he's pretty, isn't he?" hinata hums, placing his large palms on your ass as he speaks, and you nod in a daze— unable to control the way your pussy clenches around nothing at the sight, and at the realization of what's about to happen next. "put that pretty cock in your mouth then, baby, he needs your help."

kageyama's eyes snap up to look at your boyfriend's face, but you already know hinata will only flash him a roguish grin in return — you reach up and take his cock in your hand, hot and heavy around your fingers.

a groan slips from his throat despite how he tries to swallow it back, as you stroke him up and down, fingers sticky already, with only the first touch.

you lean forward, parting your lips and sliding his cock slowly into your mouth — wanting to pleasure him the way he'd just done for you, so pliable to yours and hinata's words.

and at the same moment that you take kageyama's cock in your mouth, hinata grabs your waist and pushes his cock in your cunt again. you're tight, wet and hot with the orgasm you haven't even recovered from yet — and hinata breathes in sharply. "hah, so tight, baby."

"mhm," you hum around kageyama's cock, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking him in as far as you think you can go, before looking up at him. he's looking down at you, as you'd expected — face flushed so hard, eyes half closed and lashes fluttering as he watches the way you take him in your mouth.

the shadows cloaking the dark room, and the flickers of light that come in through the window, bath him in a dim, blue glow — he looks gorgeous. you just wish you could turn and take a look at hinata right now. he'd be glowing.

"another kiss, tobio." hinata states, giving your ass a light slap as he sheathes himself in you all the way. "looking so pretty tonight."

"hm." kageyama mumbles shyly — hinata's hips press against your ass and your nose touches kageyama's pelvis, as they lean towards eachother over you, and share a kiss, hot and allured, with their cocks in your cunt and in your mouth.

"gonna help us cum, baby?" hinata asks you, settling back and thrusting into you a little. "gonna let tobio fuck your mouth and empty himself into you?"

"mhm," you say, giving kageyama's cock another suck, getting yourself used to having something longer than usual in your mouth. he twitches, sensitive towards the feeling.

"don't hold yourself back, tobio." hinata voices, watching him. "my baby's good at what she does. she's a good girl. tell her."

you look up at him again, anticipation evident in your gaze as you stare into his blue-grey eyes. "good girl," he breathes out after a second, resting a hand on your head before he curls his fingers in your hair. "good girl."

both of them snap their hips into you then, at the same moment — and hinata's cock kisses your cervix along with the way kageyama's leaking head hits the back of your throat — you moan pleadingly, feeling the way your core tightens up all over again.

"good boy," hinata smiles at kageyama over you, as you blink back the tears that immediately formed at the corners of your eyes. "i'll suck you off after this, as a reward. you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

kageyama's cock twitches in your mouth again — he looks away, blushing furiously as his hand tangles itself further in your hair; but shoyo sounds so sultry it makes you shiver, too.

you envision how things are going to end, hoping that kageyama stays the night after this — hoping that you'll get to sleep pressed between your boyfriend and his friend, sharing kisses and teasing whispers as you fall asleep together— fuck, this isn't how you expected things to go at all.

because this is so much better.

Deku doodles

amoreco

shoyo hinata x fem!reader

warnings smut, mdni, fic under the cut, brazil!hinata, thigh riding, semi-exhibitionism, poorly written smut, please do not perceive me, dom!hinata, did i mention semi-exhibitionism?, reader wears a skirt

the night air was thick–humid, sticky, and humming with the restless energy of the city. below them, rio pulsed with life. a distant beat of funk music thumped from a bar down the street, voices rising and falling in drunk laughter. the golden glow of streetlights flickered and touched it’s surroundings–creeping and crawling up to find anything to grab a hold up; however, up here, they were untouchable.

or at least they should’ve been.

he sat on the cushioned lounge chair, legs spread wide and shorts riding up his toned, tanned thighs. his skin was still warm from the days sun; the familiar mix of salt, sweat, and cinnamon lingered on him, spicy and addictive. it was so undeniably him.

“you sure about this, amoreco?” he teased, hands placed strategically against her waist, fingers gently tracing shapes into the soft fabric of her skirt as he stared up at her. there was a playful glint in his eyes, but the heat behind his gaze was unmistakable.

the heat between them was palpable, a charge in the air that was only growing stronger the longer they stayed like this. her heart pounded in her chest, and she swallowed hard, trying to keep control, but it was hard when he looked at her like that.

before she could react, he shifted, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he pulled her down, guiding her firmly onto his thigh. the motion was smooth, and as she settled herself onto him, the night air left traces of goosebumps on her bare skin.

she should have said no. the balcony wasn’t exactly hidden—anyone in the apartments across the way could look out at the right moment and see everything. but that was the problem. the risk of it, the heat curling in her belly at the thought of being almost caught.

and then there was him.

the way he looked at her, pupils blown wide, cheeks flushed from more than just the warm night air. his fingers flexed against her waist, impatient.

she gasped at the touch, feeling the warmth of his leg beneath her, the friction as she instinctively shifted, her core brushing against him. the sudden pressure was almost overwhelming, and her body reacted before her mind could catch up—tightening, craving more.

there was nothing between them but heat—bare skin against his shorts, damp lace pressing against solid muscle.

his gaze was locked on her, intense, tracing every subtle shift of her body. he could feel the damp heat between her legs, could sense how much she needed him, and it only made him tighten his hold on her, pulling her down just a little more firmly.

“you’re already soaked,” he murmured, spreading his legs wider, making sure she felt every inch of his thigh pressing against her.

she whimpered, fingers clutching his shoulders, but he didn’t let her move just yet.

“i didn’t even do anything,” he teased, his tone light, but there was a rough edge to it now, something deeper. his hands slid lower, slipping beneath her skirt, palms warm against the curve of her ass.

“hina—”

“nah.” his grip tightened, cutting her off, forcing her hips down until she gasped. the pressure—god.

“shoyo,” he corrected, voice dark, dangerous in a way that made her shiver.

then he moved her. slow, controlled, dragging her exactly where he wanted.

“that’s it,” he praised, watching her the whole time, watching her fall apart. his eyes—sharp, locked onto hers, completely focused on the way she trembled in his hands.

he was watching her, and she could see the desire burning in his eyes. the way his lips parted slightly as he drew in a breath, the shaky exhale of a groan every time she moved.

the air between them was heavy, thick with anticipation. she could feel every tiny movement, the slow drag of his hands, the way her body was reacting to him—like she was coming apart at the seams, but he was the only thing keeping her together.

“shoyo…” she whispered, her voice trembling, but he silenced her with a look, his gaze intense. she felt lost, like she could fall into him completely.

“i know,” he whispered back, his voice low, like he was savoring every moment. “just a little longer.”

she shuddered at his words, her body betraying her. she wanted more, to find some release, but his hands held her in place, rocking her slow against his thigh, making her feel the tension stretch tighter. every moment, every touch, pushed her closer to the edge without giving her relief.

“please” she whispered, not sure if it was a plea for him to move or to stop. her body, however, knew better. the instinct to press against him, to seek out that friction, was too strong to fight.

“shh,” he murmured, his voice deep and playful, yet edged with something darker. he tightened his grip around her waist and moved her just slightly, deliberately, forcing her to feel the hardness of his thigh against her aching clit, the pressure making everything intensify. his gaze never left hers.

“you’re so eager,” he whispered, his lips curving into a satisfied smirk. his hand moved from her waist to trace along her inner thigh, his touch light, teasing. “but you can’t rush this.”

her body responded before her mind could—her breath quickened, her pulse raced, and a heat blossomed low in her belly, spreading across her entire body. the subtle, teasing movements of his leg under her, making her grind just enough to feel it, only heightened the tension.

she tried to muffle a sound, biting her lip, but he wasn’t having that.

without warning, shoyo rocked his leg under her again, this time faster, more deliberate. his hands gripped her hips firmly, guiding her, pushing her down onto him with the slightest pressure, making it impossible for her to hold back.

“don’t hold back. let me hear you,” he murmured, flexing his thigh, forcing more friction, more pressure.

her breath hitched as she moved against him, the pressure building with each deliberate thrust of his leg beneath her. his control was undeniable, the way he forced her to feel every inch of him, making her pulse race faster, the heat in her body so intense now it was almost unbearable.

his grip tightened on her waist, his movements growing faster, pushing her deeper, and she couldn’t help but gasp as her body shuddered against him, her mind clouded by nothing but him, his touch, the undeniable force of his presence.

below them, someone laughed in the street. a door opened in the apartment across from them. a light flicked on.

she froze.

but he didn’t.

“don’t stop now,” he said, voice dripping with amusement, dragging her hips down again, making her grind against him even harder.

her fingers dug into his shoulders, desperate.

“shoyo—someone—”

“then you better be quiet, baby.” his lips brushed her jaw, his grin nothing but trouble. “unless you want them to know what you’re doing out here.”

her stomach clenched, heat coiling low, thighs shaking against his. her grip on his shoulder never let go as she rode his thigh through her high; soft gaps and grunts fell from her lips, just fueling his own desire.

and when a shadow moved in a window across the way, a flicker of light catching someone’s silhouette, shoyo smirked.

“told you it was risky.”

hdonistic, 2025 -> please do not copy or repost my works without permission

Hinata Shoyo would worship you like a goddess.

Every single step you take, every glance, every strand of you hair. Oh you shine so brightly in his eyes. Perfect in every way. Your loyal follower.

Never was there a time you felt unloved by this man. You know he loves you. He makes sure you know he loves you.

Peppering sweet little kisses from the tips of your fingers all the way to your knuckles and wrist. Not missing a single spot. Kissing you all the way until he reaches your lips. By then, he had already cupped your face and locked your lips. The way Shoyo would kiss you didn't feel you needed to get hot and dirty. No no, it was never sexual.

It was the type that would keep your head in the clouds, always in a state of euphoria. Red strings of fate entangling in a wonderful, lovely mess. He would whisper sweet nothings, like undying immortal confession of his love. Honey dripping with every syllable that rolls off his tounge.

Oh, how lucky you are to have a man this lovely. Like a follower praising his goddess.

(A/n: was screaming and dying inside writing this.) All rights reserved.

But if you tame me, then we shall need each other.

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