Untitled by Jason Fenmore
Me and my boo, in my boo coupe riding
http://marlee3jackson.vsco.co
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warnings: nsfw, quirk use in bed, f!reader, very light choking, very light daddy kink
word count: 1.3k
a/n: i was thirsty for shinsou. thats all lmao. i’ll be writing a second part to this for sure.
taglist: @vitalthot you’re the first, darling <3
“this round’s almost over.”
“mhm.”
“i won’t go easy on you when i’m done, you know.”
“sure, babe.”
shinsou had been at this stupid game for hours. he wasn’t ignoring you, but that “ten more minutes” turned into twenty minutes. a good boyfriend would’ve given his partner attention ages ago, but nooooo, this game was so much more important. at first, you busied yourself with other things. now you were just annoyed. so what had you decided to do?
use his dick against him.
were you doing this because you were horny? yes, absolutely. but you planned on leaving him high and dry until later, saying you had something urgent to do as a way of punishment. ‘oh no, i forgot my essay for history! better go finish!’. it wasn’t a complete lie. you did have an essay, you just happened to have finished it already. a fool proof plan. except… your boyfriend was no fool.
but you’d figure that out soon.
you were currently seated on his lap while he sat in his chair, nipping and sucking at his neck. you could feel him getting hard; part one of your plan complete. though you wish you’d gotten more of a reaction out of him. his self control was absolutely ridiculous.
“are you sure you wanna do this? you can apologize now and i’ll forget about it,” he muttered, still focused on his game. you snorted, absolutely annoyed at how even now, he was barely paying you any mind. “apologize? as if. you should be apologizing to me.” your response made shinsou let out a chuckle.
“you’re getting so bold, kitten. mm, that’s alright. you’ll learn soon enough.”
…learn?
uh oh.
you took this as a sign to make your escape. okay maaaaaybe you should’ve waited a little longer. you slipped from out of his hold, feigning innocence as you said “ah, shit! i still gotta finish that history essay i had, remember? i’ll just have to get to you later!” you exclaimed, the little white lie coming out easily as you walked towards the door. suddenly, right before you could exit the room, you were in a haze. your body went rigid and you stood still. oh fuck.
he’d used his quirk on you? you hadn’t even noticed the change in his tone, for fucks sake. great, good going, (y/n). now you’re really in for it. “if i remember correctly, you finished that essay a couple days ago. you were whining about it even after you were done,” shinsou explained. how the hell did he even remember that? you didn’t even remember that.
he finally put down his controller as he turned towards you. “turn around, kitten.” having no other choice, you slowly turned to face him, eyes locking with his. the smirk on his face seemed to mock you. “silly little girl. did you really think something like that would work on me? i know you’re smarter than that. come here,” he mused. ah, he was mocking you.
your body moved on it’s own, walking towards him until you stopped right in front of him. shinsou rested his hands on your hips, drawing small circles on them with his thumbs. if you wanted his attention, you sure had it now.
“what’d you think you would get out of teasing me, hm? you know what i do to brats, don’t you?” he asked, looking up at you. shinsou finally stood, picking you up and placing you on the bed. it was quiet for a few moments, shinsou taking in your figure that was pliant and helpless underneath him. he loved this, truly. the haze suddenly faded and you had control of your body again. “strip.” though, shinsou was still the one truly in control of your actions.
you peeled off your shirt slowly, revealing your chest. “no bra? lovely,” he mused. “you were waiting on this, weren’t you?”your shorts finally came off, revealing that you didn’t have on any underwear either. he inhaled sharply at the sight of your dripping core.
god, you were like this and he hadn’t even done anything. well, he knew what he was about to do now. “see, you’re not really a brat now, are you? you’re still a good kitty even without me using my quirk,” he said while massaging your thighs.
“i should punish you for what you just tried to pull, but you look so good right now, i think i’m gonna have a taste of you.” suddenly, shinsou climbed between your legs and dragged his thumb between your folds, coating it in your juices before he started rubbing your clit in harsh circles. the sudden burst of pleasure was too much at first, as it made you jolt and clamp your legs shut.
“‘t-toshi, slow d-down, i–“ “huh? who are you to be giving orders, kitty? surely you’re not trying to get in trouble?” he laughed, a cruel smirk making its way to his lips. “‘toshi–“ there it was. that tone of voice that put you completely at his mercy.
“spread your legs, now.” with no other protests, your legs slowly spread themselves, completely exposing yourself to your boyfriend. ”now don’t be shy, let me hear those pretty sounds you make.” under his command, your mouth was released from its hold, your moans escaping with no hope of stopping them. the accuracy at which he could control his quirk truly amazed you. he continued his assault on your clit, leaning in for a heated kiss that you could barely return.
eventually he let up, looking at how weak you were already. he hasn’t even gotten to the fun part, yet you were breathing heavily with your pretty face flushed. shinsou released his mind control, and your body slumped against the bed. he grabbed both your legs, pushing your knees to your chest.
he leaned down, blowing a hot puff of air against your arousal. you whined, “‘toshi…”
“we’re not even going to begin with how you have yet to address me properly. i’ll let it slide this time, but i won’t be forgetting.”
you, never seeming to learn your lesson, still had the audacity to fuss at him. “h-how can i address you properly when– ngh!” you’d been cut off by shinsou digging his nails into your thighs, a sharp but pleasurable pain.
“kitten, you’re really testing my patience today. as much as i wanna suck your pussy til you’re crying, you don’t deserve it.” the smirk was gone, replaced by a stare that had you quivering. if only you knew how to shut up. his words, which were absolutely vulgar made you blush even more.
without warning, you felt his tongue swipe across your clit. you yelped, hands shooting down to grip his hair. it didn’t hinder him in the slightest; he was completely focused on abusing your clit with his tongue.
“fuck, fuck, hitoshi,” you moaned. your orgasm was approaching quicker than you could handle, but your boyfriend showed no sign of stopping. you grinded your hips up onto his tongue over and over again, your movements becoming sporadic as you were about to burst.
“fuck, mm gonna–“
“no you’re not.”
shinsou rose from his position. fixing you with a hard stare. “you didn’t ask.”
you could only groan in frustration, which was also a bad move to make. shinsou wrapped his hand around your neck and leaned in, face mere inches away from yours.
“i thought you knew better than this. trying to get me riled up? talking back? what’s gotten into my precious kitty, hm?” he said. even though he had a straight face, he was grinning excitedly on the inside. shinsou absolutely loved punishing you.
the sight of you writhing under him, the sounds you make, and your gorgeous face when you finally came; nothing could compare. he was going to have a ball later on.
“so, i’ve decided that you’re not going to cum until i’m done playing. if you try to touch yourself, i will make you regret it. do you understand, kitty?” the hand around your throat tightened slightly. whimpering and still upset at the loss of your orgasm, you had no choice but to obey.
you croaked out a “yes, daddy.” as best as you could. this brought a smile to his lips.
“there’s my good kitten.”