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BNHA Requests by a Potato

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“The fuck’re you doing to my tail?”
“It’s very soft.”

“So, what? You Dunce Face all of a sudden?”
“Fluffy too.”

“Stop it.” The werewolf growled.

“Why?” The heterochromatic vampire continued to pet, and stroke, the blonde tail fluffed with irritation.

“Because I fucking said so!”
He swished his tail from the annoyances hands, and tickled him in retaliation.

A laugh came from the blood sucker with the two toned hair without his consent.

“Stop it!” He giggled out.

The werewolf flushed, unused to the soft smile that lit the fanged nuisance’s features. ‘Fuck!’

He stopped the ministrations of his tail, and the laughs died out. The sound of pants as the undead caught his breath filled the silence between the two. Until-

“Why are you blu-”

“I’m not blushing!”
“Yes, you-”

“No, I’m not!”

A look of thought crossed the scarred face before it morphed into a predatory smirk.

“Oh, really?”

The blonde’s wrists were grabbed with inhuman strength, and he was pinned to the floor beneath the hungry looking vampire. The werewolf struggled against the tight grip, but the hold was unbreakable as unforgiving manacles. The Todoroki family was a line of strong purebred vampires. A bitten werewolf’s strength was nothing against the power that was the result of centuries of a carefully chosen bloodlines mergers to form the unflinching force that was Shouto.

“Let go!” The blush only brightening at the new found position, and imbalance of power. A knee pressed between his legs, forcing thighs apart.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” The knee grinded against the bulge constrained by ripped jeans that the werewolf was fighting to will out of existence. However, at the friction a combination of a whimper, and a mewl of arousal forced its’ way from the half canine’s mouth.

‘Yes!’ He longed to shout, but bit his lip instead. The werewolf feared what other sounds of submission may escape his mouth were he to open it to voice his objections.

The vampire dipped his head to lap at the subdued werewolf’s neck.

A moan saturated the air, and the werewolf’s muscles could be felt going from tense to slack to tense again all in a matter of seconds.

“Is this, a scent gland?” A smirk could be felt against the sensitive skin, before it was nipped lightly. No skin was broken, but fangs could be felt in the teasing bite. A playful threat. Hips pushed into the knee involuntarily.

The blood sucker laughed. “Does this puppy want some more attention elsewhere?”

Wrists were transferred to one hand, the other traveled south to rip open already ripped jeans, and expose Katsuki’s arousal.

He shook his head.

“Don’t lie to me.” The shaft was stroked, fingers gathered precum before drifting past the hard member to trace Katsuki’s hole.

Katsuki’s breath caught in his throat.

“Now are you going to be a good boy for me.”

Katsuki couldn’t breath. Air refused to fill his lungs. How do you breath again? Something to do with the diaphragm?

“Ah!” There was a sharp intake of breath as Shouto’s finger breached Katsuki’s entrance. He pushed in deep, probing, searching for something.

Another loud moan.

“Looks like I found your sweet spot. You like that?”

Furry eared head nodded feverently. ‘Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Touch it again!’

He moaned again as Shouto added another finger, and slammed into his spot. Fingers scissored the tight hole, stretching it, preparing it.

“Good boy.” Katsuki’s tail wagged as a warm feeling filled his chest at the praise.

He tired to push his hips back as fingers pulled out, and as he was held in place he whined at the loss. His hole clenched around nothing. He whined again.

“Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh, sh, sh, sh, shhhhh. It’s okay.” The hands at his hips flipped the dazed werewolf over, and pulled his hips into the air. Tired attempts to get his arms under himself proved fruitless for the werewolf, and he ended up with his right cheek pressed to the ground, his ass raised in the air.

“There we go. Now your presenting like a proper bitch. Eager to be fucked.”

Shouto’s fingers teased at the hungry entrance. It fluttered at the touch.

“Just trying to suck me in aren’t you?”

‘Fuck fuck fuck fuck yessssss.’ Katsuki whined again in need.

“I’m afraid you’re gonna have to use your words to get what you want, little puppy.”

‘Fuck!’

Shouto leaned over Katsuki, and sucked hard on his scent gland licking at it all the while.

“Please!”

“Please, what?” Shouto as though he hadn’t the faintest clue as to what Katsuki could possibly be asking for.

“Fuck me! Please fuck me! Fuck me, please!”

“Good boy.” Shouto pulled out his hardness, and rubbed it with spit and precum before pressing it to Katsuki’s hole.

Just as the impatient werewolf pushed his hips back, Shouto thrust forward, thoroughly impaling Katsuki on his monstrous-pun intended-dick.

“Hahh~!”

Shouto set a fast, and hard pace, and Katsuki just slumped forward, and took it moaning like crazy.

Eventually Shouto’s thrust became uneven, and his cock was twitching.

“I’m going to cum.” He panted out. It reminded Katsuki of the way he sounded talking while being tickled. Out of breath.

It wasn’t much longer before Shouto came with a shout. Shoving in deep one last time before filling Katsuki up.

The werewolf came with a cry as well at the feeling of cum rushing into his ass.

“Good boy.” Shouto petted the blissed out blonde’s soft ears as he caught his breath. Katsuki’s hole clenched around the cock still shoved up his ass as he orgasmed, his untouched dick shooting all over the ground, and his chest.

“Good boy.”