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Part 2 of Sweet Home. My OC introduction
Addition to request of pt 2. Of bubble bath. Cuddles with aizawa after?
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Aizawa x Reader - Softer
-Part 2

You let your eyes flutter closed as Shouta bathes you, running a soft flannel over your previously sweat-soaked skin. He takes the time to gently soak and clean every spot of skin he can see, pressing tired kisses to your neck and collarbone.
His eyes are narrowed as he thinks about his earlier mistake as if it's his fault. He knows it's not, but he still can't help but feel waves of crushing guilt wash over him like the foamy bathwater he had ran for you.
It's almost as if you know him well enough to read his mind.
"Shou- don't beat yourself up, baby. I'm the one that wanted to try it, right? It's not your fault. I'm okay, and I feel better now."
He wishes that was enough to ease his conscience.
You only chuckle at his soft sigh, and the way that his eyes shift while he looks in another direction. He's so adorable.
You simply sit up from your lounged spot and cuddle him closer, enjoying the feeling of the warm water surrounding you both. The bath does just the trick for releasing all of the tension in your muscles.
Shouta can't help but blush a little and avert his eyes again as you hug him very... nakedly. His heartbeat pumps a little faster at the feeling of soft mounds pressed right against his pecs, and he hesitantly hugs you back, wrapping his strong, firm arms around you.
The quiet giggle and the soft nip at his neck has him side-eyeing you and your mischief, raising an eyebrow and shaking his head in mock disappointment while he gets up, getting ready to pull the plug out of the bath and get dressed.
"I thought you were done... What? Four orgasms not enough for you?"
Nevermind.
Your face glows bright red and you shut right up, taking his outstretched hand while he offers it to you after getting dressed in some boxers.
You huff and towel dry yourself as your partner struggles silently, trying not to stare at the curve of your breasts and your waist as you dry off, and the little rivulets of water that manage to survive the towel patting.
The towel is scrunched in your hair as you finish with it and your dressing gown is wrapped around you while you ignore your boyfriend's staring, sauntering past him and shedding the gown as you cuddle into the sheets.
Shouta isn't sure if he's glad or not that you're naked. He merely sighs and follows behind you, cuddling you close and slotting his chin to rest on your shoulder while he cuddles you from behind, hands wandering down to caress your waist.
He lands a sleepy kiss to your shoulder while the two of you spoon, falling asleep in the safety and warmth eachothers' embrace.



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Day 8 of Kinktober 2022
Summary: you've been a little starved for attention since Shouta's been working more, so you tease him with a little pet name that drives him crazy.
Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help!
872 words.


Shouta had always been the type to take the lead in bed. You loved every second of it, and it helped to ease you into a more submissive headspace when he would be so gentle with you.
As of late, you've been craving your husband's touch, but since he's been so busy with the aftermath of yet another school-related disaster, he's had little to no free time. Little time for you.
Of course it was a little upsetting, but you would never let that get in the way of your love for him, and instead of letting yourself get torn up about it, you chose to help him in whatever ways you could. And now, he's back to his normal schedule and all has been dealt with. Finally.
Now, he gives you his full, undivided attention as a silent thank you. You revell in it.
This gives you the perfect opportunity to pounce. The second he walks through the door of your shared apartment you're immediately on him like a tiger to its prey. Tired, squinted eyes widen in surprise at the sudden feeling of your soft lips pressed against his own and your hips grinding flush against his, though he soon melts into your little "welcome home" gift.
"Did you have a good day at work, daddy?..."
Oh.
Oh.
He's going to enjoy this.
He catches you like you're some sort of fleeting butterfly, gently hugging you around the waist before you can turn fully around and skip away to the bedroom, his well-toned bicep fitting perfectly around the small of your waist like a jigsaw piece.
Soft, but itchy, ticklish black scruff ghosts over the tempting skin of your neck, and his baritone voice gives you delightful chills, setting your stomach alight.
"Daddy, huh?... You're pulling out all the stops. Have I left you unattended for too long, baby?..."
A sly giggle is all he receives from you as you manage to slip from his loose grip at your hips, fluttering pretty, mascara-painted lashes at him before disappearing down the hall and into the bedroom.
His bags are dropped unceremoniously to the floor just to the right of the door where his shoes are aimlessly flung, detailing his impatience. You don't have to wait even another second before your husband is back in your sights, and you in his.
The plain black clothes you were wearing when he first saw you earlier are now discarded, strewn across the floor haphazardly, leaving soft skin clad in only your nicest underwear, his favourite.
Now, your relationship with Shouta has evolved past the point of using nice underwear every day to impress him, but it's still nice to surprise him with something pretty every once in a while.
"What's brought this on, baby?"
"Nothin'... Just you."
If it was possible, he would fall even deeper in love with you at the sight of the enamoured gaze that you direct at him, and the image infront of him is something akin to a beautiful renaissance painting, depicting a beauty he's never seen in anyone but you.
Before long, he has you trapped between him and the bed, your legs tangled together and your arms held above your head. It was just too much to ask that he would be patient, and while you recover from the rush of being thrown onto the bed your neck is being marked up by sharp teeth that nip and tug at the skin.
He moans into your shoulder, hot breath fanning over the wet hickeys and raising the hairs on your body, giving you chills. It's been a little while since you and your husband have gotten this intimate, so you waste no time in swatting away his hands after they've trailed down to prod at your slick cunt through your underwear, wrapping strong, thick legs around his waist.
God, forgive you for being so impatient, but Shouta doesn't seem to mind even in the slightest judging from the low chuckle reverberating through his chest and the hand that loosens his belt and unzlips his fly.
He's already rock hard and weeping at the sight before him, his beautiful wife splayed out on the bed, desperate for his touch and dressed only in a lace bra and a tiny thong, which is easily slipped out of the way to make room for the impressive length belonging to your man.
"Tell me how much you want it. I want to hear you beg."
Who are you to decline? You've been aching for his attention for weeks, so now is not the time to get shy.
"Fuck! I want it, daddy! 'want it so bad! Wanna feel you inside me!"
That's all it takes for him to finally get impatient, forcing his cock between soaked pussy lips, precum already smearing against your hot walls.
The pleased wail that forces it's way from between your lips is like music to Shouta's ears, telling him just how good he is at pleasing you, and making you feel new heights of pleasure you've only ever imagined.
He can't think of a better way to spend the rest of his week, than to be buried inside of you, breeding your cunt all day long.

ยฉ 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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Day 20 of Kinktober 2022
Summary: he's woken up with a delightful surprise.
Props to my beta reader for today @sasualblxd - thank you for your amazing help, ily!
348 words.


It's not the first time you've woken up before Shouta. It's also not the first time you've woken up horny and in need of his touch. But this is the first time you've acted on it.
He's joked before about you waking him up with a blowjob, but he's never pressured you for it, but that makes it all the more enticing.
You've been thinking on it for the past half hour while he sleeps peacefully beside you. He's consented, and you know for sure he would be delighted to wake up to this, so why not?
He's already half naked from a long night of fucking, but somehow you're still not satisfied, and you find yourself licking at his flaccid cock which you had slipped out of the confines of his boxer briefs.
Your hot, wet tongue trails up to his head and sucks there, and you pay no mind to the taste of him because thankfully, and contrary to popular belief, your husband does actually take pride in his hygiene.
Every shift of his body is monitored by your watchful eye as you wait for him to awaken, but even as his hips start to rock forward, his eyes still remain scruched shut and his body lax.
Slowly, you part from him, watching with a delighted smirk as his dick twitches, mourning the loss of your warmth, the head a desperate red.
Your pussy clenches around nothing as you manoeuvre on top of him, lowering yourself down and guiding yourself onto his waiting cock, and just like that, Shouta is woken by the intense warmth engulfing him whole and the weight on top of him.
An unhinged groan forces itself past his throat as he tilts his head back, hands instinctively shooting to caress the smooth, squishy skin of your hips. His rough fingers prod at your inner thighs, stroking along the wetness that rolls down to meet his pelvis, and he sighs contentedly at your excitement all while he thumbs your stretch marks to show them every bit of love they deserve.
"Good morning, baby~"

ยฉ 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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You coax your six year old daughter into telling her father about the bigger-than-herself crush she's been harboring for the cute little boy who sits next to her in class, just so you could see the mortified look on your husband's face as he struggled to control his temper while listening to his girl's sweet voice bashfully recounting the story of how they exchanged their first love notes today..
And he's now thinking of a proper plan to intimidate the poor boy and keep him away from his little angel, and probably even make him switch schools.
_ "Come on Shouta, something like that is bound to happen sooner or later." your giggles fill the air as you strive to smooth out the frown plastered across his face with gentle pecks and touches.
_ "Yeah! When she's like thirty or something, not now!" his grip on the thick book tightens as his frustration grows, and you ignore him for a second to try steadying your legs on each side of his waist, "I don't understand why you're not more upset about this, she's your daughter too." and he carries on complaining when you fail to respond.
You sigh contentedly after settling on his lap, snatching the book away from his grasp and reaching out to set it on your nightstand, " well I think it's cute that she's exploring some new emotions, don't you remember when we first met? We weren't much older than her."
His scowl deepens at your words and his stare shifts to the side in contemplation, he does not seem to care for the reminder as it only worries him further.
You bite down on your lip in a futile attempt to swallow your giggles, pushing his soft locks back to carefully remove his glasses and trail soft kisses on the scars adding to his beauty.
_ "That's not comforting you know?" he groans in protest against your statement and holds you closer to himself, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and allowing you to kiss him as you please, "I don't want her developing romantic feelings for anyone, not now not ever, she just needs to be my little girl."
Your heart swells with adoration for your man, the same person who used to dislike the idea of having kids of his own, saying that all he ever wanted was to settle down with you and you alone, to have a little peace of mind after his early retirement, away from the troubles bound to come with children.
However, all of it has changed the moment you were greeted with a lovely surprise that you both shared its creation.. your little angel and source of happiness.
_ "She'll always be our little girl." you murmur against his cheek and kiss him there again, "but if you want, we can always have another." you sit back and watch the expression on his face slowly switching to an amused one as he presses you down on his bulge.
_ "Yeah, and maybe this time we'll have a boy."
Yall I want to write something abt dabi or aizawa and shiggs but I cant think of anything๐ can yall req something and I'll try to write it!