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Yandere Monoma x Reader (smut)

Summary: I’m ashamed of this lmfao. No body asked for this I’m simply posting it. You’re in your senior year, you have a special kink that only Monoma can fulfill. I didn’t proof read lmfao. An absolute mess Let’s gooo.

Warnings: Smut, squirting, kinda intense sex, boundary pushing, but consensual.

You didn’t know monoma well, you remember he was kind of weird about your class, he honestly seemed kind of nuts. You found him attractive, but you felt that way about most of your school mates. But weirdly enough, he had a particular vibe that fit a specific kink you had. You, were a woman of unique appetites. An appetite for men who are bat shit insane.

One afternoon, both of your classes had spent the final year of school’s New Years eve together, you watched as a certain blonde boy with grey eyes monologued about your classes being inferior to his, amused and slightly put off by his demeanor, before he’s swiftly chopped by class B’s rep.

As your eyes are focused on him, behind you are mumbles from your classmates.

“Their class rep is always tending to monoma, are they dating?”

“Nah That guy is insane, I can’t imagine him being in a relationship,”

You nodded in agreement, you couldn’t imagine him in a committed relationship either. But you could imagine him fucking you into your head board, rocking it against the wall as he bottomed out inside of you, disgusting noises filling the roo- “are you okay, y/n?” Yaoyarozu asked, snapping you out of your daydream. You gasp in surprise, ripping your gaze away from monoma, mid lip bite to look at your friend. “What? Yeah,” you assure her. “You sure?” She seems genuinely concerned, completely unaware of what you were doing.

You nod your head quickly, clearing your throat and coming back to reality.

Later that night you make your way to monoma’s room, you breathe in slowly before knocking as quietly as you could do you wouldn’t alert his dorm mates. A short time passes and your heart races. Was this stupid? What if he thinks you’re creepy for what you’re going to ask him? But before you can turn and press the undo button, Monoma opens the door. He’s wearing a black hoodie and sweat pants, he has an earbud in and you can see behind him his desk light on with text books and notes.

He seems surprised to see you standing in his doorway, unsure of what you could want. “Y/n?” He asks. “Monoma,” you say, nervousness catching in your throat.

He blinks, waiting for you to respond.

You breathe a sigh harshly out, and caress your wrist to comfort yourself. “This is kind of embarrassing but we’re both adults here...” your question trailed off and he raised an eyebrow.

You gulp and continue. “ you have a...vibe... that I find... hot,” you stop and search through his eyes for consent to continue. He smirks, wide, uncrossing his arms and holding his hands on both sides of the door frames, his arms feel like wings cornering you.

You nervously smile. “I was wondering if you’d be interested in some... friendly... coitus...” you chuckle, knowing that was a weird way to ask that question.

Monoma’s smirk transforms from a narcissistic shit eating grin to a devious, snickering sneer. His eyes darken as he reaches his hand out and time seems to slow. For a moment you’re not sure what he’ll do, as he reaches a finger out to touch your skin, goosebumps erupt in you. He lifts your chin with a single finger, gently. You swallow hard and he forces you to make eye contact with him. Monoma leans in close and whispers “I’m flattered, lamb” he mingles the hand that was holding you chin up to your jaw, the hand that was cradling you in makes its way to your waist.

He guides you back to the wall across from his open door in the hallway of the dorms. Monoma pushes you up the wall to wrap your legs around his waist. He kisses you deeply, eagerly shoving his tongue into your mouth. He wraps a hand around your throat and squeezes lightly, coaxing a moan out of you which vibrates into his mouth.

This must’ve pleased Monoma because he groans and pulls out of the kiss. He takes a moment to look you up and down, which allows you a second to breathe. You look up at him with big doe like eyes, asking for mercy, but craving for him to continue. You look down at your clothes which are, by now, wrinkled and messy, but before you could attempt to fix them, Monoma grabs your wrist and brings you into his room.

He guides you to the bed and gestures for you to lay down. You lay awkwardly, unsure of where to put your arms, you settle with resting them over your stomach, insecure of how you might look from this angle. You look up at him, nervously, biting your lip as if to plead for him to go faster in order for you to no longer feel so uncomfortable. He smirks at your nervousness, seeming to enjoy it. He stands tall above you, gently caressing your skin. “You’re a beauty, aren’t you? I’ve noticed you too, you know. You look so delicious in your Hero’s outfit,” he licks his lips as he slowly and gently unbuttons your shirt.

“I wanna hear what it is about me that drew your gaze,” His voice is a low rumble as he lowers himself on top of you. Monoma begins to kiss up your jawline and you begin to notice that he smells of burgundy and leather. “Go on,” he coos, biting your ear gently.

‘God this is so embarrassing’ you think, covering your mouth with your hand. Muffled, you answer “R-respectfully, your whole villian-esque manic thing, is sexy to me.... I want you to be like that... in bed,” you cover your whole face when you finish that sentence. You feel him smile against your neck, and then he gives a little nibble. “That can be arranged, Lamb,” he snickers, guiding his fingers from your jawline, down your throat, over your breasts, lifting up your skirt, and gently caresses your lower region, making you shudder.

Neito lightly traces the outside of your panties, carefully watching the quickness of your chest raising and lowering. He nudges open your thighs, wider, displaying your groin in full view. He bites his lip and shoots you a look, clearly enjoying your submission to him. You cover your face again, nervously.

He makes direct eye contact with you as he enters a digit into your heat. Monoma moans as his fingers are sucked in by your body. “Oh wow, lamb,” he grins “I’m addicted immediately, you feel so warm and wet, your pussy muscles are constricting around me I feel like my fingers being eaten,” He laughs. “Monoma! That’s obscene!” You slap his shoulder playfully, covering your face with your free hand. He smiles sweetly and kisses your cheek “no no y/n, it’s not! Here, listen,” he begins to fuck you with his fingers, creating wet, squishing and slapping noises and you begin to realize you’re going to release liquid everywhere if he keeps this up. “M-mo-“ you moan out, push on his chest in protest.

He moans. “Yes, lamb, go ahead, scream my name,” he thrusts his finger faster, curling up in a circular motion, hitting your spot just right that you raise your hips up. “Monoma-wait!” He was moving so fast, at an inhuman speed, it was too much for you to handle, and before you could stop yourself, Monoma removes his hand and you squirt all over his bed.

Appalled, you gasp, and slam your thighs together. “I-I’m so sorry,” you’re mortified, but monoma’s already licking his hand and finger, moaning as he does. “Monoma...” you protest, rubbing your thighs together, unable to hide how wet you are from this treatment.

You look down and notice Monoma palming his thick, throbbing erection through his sweatpants. You moan in anticipation. He pulls his sweatpants down and his cock springs up, it’s longer than it is thick, and veiny. He leans down and kisses you, deeply before pushing his cock into your cunt. You grip his hoodie as a stress ball as Monoma pushes his cock balls deep into you and stops. “Ahh!” You squeal, “Mo-m—ah!” He sighs into your ear, “good girl, y/n, this pussy of yours is like a drug to me I just can’t help myself, lamb,” he begins to slowly thrust in and out, and he moans loudly, sitting straight up, holding your legs open.

He starts thrusting faster, and faster; Monoma above you blubbering rapidly, pounding your pussy like he wasn’t human.

The feeling was unreal, his huge cock stretching your pussy with every thrust in, and providing sweet pleasure on every pull out. He’s above you, those maniacal, crazed eyes, smiling with that famous, unstable grin.

“Y/n, your cunt is squelching on my dick, you’re so wet, Y/N, I suppose it’s only natural,” he’s like a tower above you while fucking into your slit, his hands on your knees, securing that his prey can’t deny him his meal.

He leans down suddenly, licking up your neck to your ear, sending chills up your spine. You gasp and he whispers “because you want me, don’t you, y/n? You’ve wanted me for so long haven’t you? Admit it, y/n, you’ve watched me for years. You’ve fucked this pussy—“ he slows down and fucks you slower, the sound of skip slapping and juices gushing louder than you were comfortable with. “—while thinking about ol’ neito, don’t you? And now that you’ve got my cock in you, you’re high on ecstasy,” You’re shocked by his vulgarness, something about the way he curses is more offensive than if anyone else were to, and the dirty things, ten fold. “Monoma!” You protest, this was psychologically over stimulating, but that only turned you on more. He gently grips your chin, encouraging you to open your mouth, you oblige apprehensively. Monoma spits in your mouth, and you realize, he’s right, you are high on his cock, because you’re so horny that you moan, and swallow it.

“Good girl,” he smirks wide, fucking you harder as a reward. You feel yourself growing closer to your peak, you moan “monoma... monoma,” he laughs hysterically. “That’s it, my lamb, submit, submit to your true self. It’s only natural, it’s apart of our human nature, let out your hedonistic side for me, y/n,” he monologues, raising his arms up manically, going full villain, just like you asked.

You’re growing closer and closer as he pounds into you, when he reaches down and puts his fingers into your mouth. As you suck the salt off his digits, moaning wildly, you reach your release, squirting all over his dick. “Neito!” you give a muffled scream as he quickly covers your mouth to keep the rest of the dorm from hearing anymore than they already had.

You’re over stimulated from cumming, and monoma begins fucking you harder and faster, chasing his high with vigor. His eyes are completely glazed over, like he’s in a trance right before he comes inside.

After a few moments he plops down next to you. You breathe heavily and smile at him. “Exactly what I wanted, thank you... please let me wash your beddings though,” you run your fingers through his blonde hair.