they'll use you anywhere and anywhen, it doesn't matter if you're in public or if you're sleeping, you've given them your full consent.

the first time it happened was with katsuki. he was angry and annoyed and you didn't know what to do, you've never truly seen him like this before and you haven't been friends with him as long as the others have been friends with him, you didn't want to make it worse. ideally you would ask the others what you should do but they were all busy working.

you later found out a journalist cornered him after a minor rescuing incident and asked him more intrusive questions than normal and that day it got to him more than normal too. for some reason the press always seems to ask him more personal questions than other heroes you know and you can't figure out why but you have a few ideas: to see his reaction, to get more information about his private life from him because he's one of the more secretive heroes, or to see his 'real' personality wondering if everything they see in public is all just an image.

"i'm sorry katsuki. is there anything i can do to make you feel a bit better?" you ask him and in less then ten seconds he's pinned you against the wall and is biting your bottom lip making you moan, giving him the opportunity to move his tongue into your mouth, intertwining your tongues and muffling any surprised noises that threaten to come out of you. you feel his large callus palms run all over your body as he pushes up your shirt and touches every single part of his skin he can get his hands on, leaving bruises and pretty marks to decorate your equally pretty body.

katsuki shoves his hand underneath your underwear, not bothering to take off your clothes and fingers you until you start screaming his name and your vision begins to go blurry.

"holy shit katsuki. feel's so good." he pumps two of his thick fingers inside of you and his ego soars as he not only feels how wet you are but hears it too as your cunt squelches and you clench around his fingers. he smirks as you come undone on his fingers chanting his name over and over again, your fists gripping onto his shirt tightly.

"this'll make me feel better," he grunts and tries to press his body closer to yours than it already was, your tits now completely pressed against him. "god shitty woman how oblivious can ya be? swear you're useless sometimes. a fucking dumbass." if you were someone else you might have taken offence to him calling you shitty woman or useless especially in the position you're currently in but you're use to him calling you names by now knowing he doesn't mean them negatively, if anything they're affectionate, most of the time he'll call people extras and you're glad he doesn't see you as an extra.

"oblivious?"

katsuki grits his teeth, "shut up," he grunts and you feel his hardened cock against your thigh, he slams his lips against yours again and starts kissing you even more furiously, if you didn't know better you'd say passionately but you don't think he'd ever kiss you passionately.

he sees your eyes glazed over with a daze on your face and smirks. his hand goes behind you to cups the curve of your ass then slaps with the sound echoing against the walls, making you whine. you feel the humidity that's resting on his palms and your whole body tingles imaging him using his quirk (controlled) on you.

"no one else has made ya feel this good have they sweetheart?" he asks gruffly already knowing the answer.

"no, no one else 'suki. no one has ever made me ever feel this good!" you reply honestly, tears starting to fill your waterline.

he knows you're being honest and if anything you're being more forgiving of your previous sexual encounters and talking more favourable about your past sexual partners than they deserve. "fuckin' criminal."

after what happened with katsuki you sat down with your friends and told them that you give them your consent to use you whenever. katsuki looked so much calmer after and his body looked more relaxed, less tension. you couldn't help but think that your other friends would be the same.

you were bashful the whole time while speaking, mumbling and looking away, your whole face felt like it were on fire but you were offering to help them all, you knew how stressful their work is and you wanted to help.

you want them, you wouldn't tell them that part though, neither did you ever have to think hard on your proposal.

all of them loved the idea, why wouldn't they? they're madly in love with you. over time all of them fell in love with you but none of them would ever make a move on you not willing to lose or jeopardise the friendship they have with you nor are they willing to make a move while knowing how the others feel about you either. you're sweet, and kind, and beautiful, and brilliant, and a hundred million more things that make you special in their eyes.

none of them thought they would ever get the chance to be with you in any such way, romantic or sexual, and they were more then content with being your friend, strictly platonic, but now they get to be your friend and they get to sleep with you, they're ecstatic.

hanta likes cockwarming with you, every single chance he gets he pulls you onto his lap and onto his cock without warning and puts on a movie to watch as he watches you squirm and try to keep still but it's so hard keeping still when the longest dick you've ever seen is inside of you and you feel it throbbing.

hanta sees you struggling and grins as you shift around and whimper quietly. you're biting your hand to try to keep silent but it's ineffective. "hush princesa, i'm trying to watch the film." he says teasingly, holding onto your plush waist to keep you from moving and lifts up your top, caressing your soft skin making you get goosebumps from the sensation of his cold rings touching you.

occasionally he'll lazily thrust up into you, making you squeak, he'll chuckle at the noises you make and get off on how needy you are for him. "you look so beautiful sitting on my lap mi amor," your heart flutters and your face heats up whenever he calls you affectionate names in his first language and especially when he calls you my love, "but aren't you suppose to be pleasing me? you seem very needy and demanding for someone who has offered their body to me." you shudder as he speaks, still with his hand caressing your body.

you look at him and pout, causing his grin to widen. "not my fault, you feel really good."

hanta's voice drops lower and becomes husky while he leans closer to you, "yeah?"

you nod your head and try to wrap your arms around him, admittedly unsuccessfully from the position you're currently in as you're facing away from him to 'watch' the movie with him, making hanta chuckle. "yeah," you reply.

hanta smirks as he looks down at you over your shoulder and tenderly strokes your arm, "beg me to move." with no hesitation you beg.

with everyone else they'll take what they want from you and get you to come as many times as they want (if they do want you to cum) without you having to beg but hanta is different, he'll make you cry and beg for him. no matter how horny he is he'll wait for you to become putty in his hands as you cry buried in the crook of his neck, trying to grind against him and wetting his shoulder with your tears, pleading for anything he gives you. he loves seeing you cry for him and plead for his cock.

you're always so pliant for him and he likes to make you even more pliant. as your reward for listening to him he grabs your wide hips and starts to move you up and down, harshly, making the ability to breathe leave your body momentarily at the sudden movement all while cooing at you, albeit condescendingly. "awe does that feel good princesa? you finding it hard to take it all?" he grins as you tip your head back and rests it on his shoulder, your moans getting louder, unable to respond and form a coherent sentence.

you feel like you feel him all the way in throat, a completely impossible thought of course but it's hard to think otherwise with each time he slams you back down and your pelvis meets his it's making you lose every braincell you have with how good you feel and how good he fills you up.

"open up," you compliantly open your mouth still in a daze and hanta spits in your mouth, grinning as he watches you swallow it without any prior audible command to do so already knowing from previous liaisons.

his pace changes, every so often becoming quicker with shallow thrusts than back to a regular pace with deeper thrusts just to tease you and make you light headed, not knowing what to expect next. his groans become more audible and he grips onto you tighter, his blunt nails making a crescent imprint on your hips. "s-shit hanta i can't, too much."

"i thought you were my good girl. you were begging for me only awhile ago." he smirks, starting to get close.

"i am! i am your good girl, promise! just 's a lot."

he chuckles at your obedience, you really are his good girl, made for him- and the others.

but he does wonder if you're that obedient with them as you are with him.

he purposefully slows down his pace and wraps one arm around your supple middle keeping you bouncing and tilts your chin up to look at him with his other hand before placing a gentle chaste kiss on your lips.

mina seizes every opportunity to lay lingering wet kisses down your neck all the way to your chest. you get goosebumps as you feel her breath against your skin and feel the sticky lipgloss left over from her lips.

mina never wears lipstick but she's nearly always seen wearing lipgloss and they're always flavoured ones, enjoying the look of how the sticky remnant remains on your skin after being transferred from her lips and how you seemingly unconsciously swipe your tongue out over your own lips afterwards to taste the flavour that remains.

whenever a man comes onto her apparently not understanding the word 'no' she comes straight to you afterwards so she can feel you up and touch your soft body and curves. you're so much better than anyone else and she's so glad that you let her touch you however and whenever she wants.

beforehand when someone was so persisted that it grossed her out she still would come to see you, you were roommates and very close friends after all. mina would complain about them and you would listen and bash them because how dare they keep being so disrespectful, unable to be take a hint or handle rejection.

the entire time when mina used to talk about them she'd think about how soft your lips looked, how good her hand would look wrapped around your throat and how she wants to go down on you so bad that you pull her hair and more importantly squeeze your thighs together in between her head.

"such a sweet little thing for me," she tells you and kisses your ankle. you whimper and she opens up your thighs wider for now, wanting to get a good look at your pretty pussy. mina flicks her tongue up against your pussy lips making a shiver run down your spine before her tongue enters into your soaking hole, moaning at your taste and your aroma, making her dizzy in the process. you can't help but squeal and shudder at the sensation as her eyes gleam with every new noise you make. she removes her tongue from inside of you, the sweet taste still lingering on her tongue. she flicks her tongue up again, curling two fingers back into you and starts sucking on your clit.

the pleasure builds up inside of you with every curl of her fingers, "that's a good girl, come for me," mina mumbles against your clit and you squeeze your thighs with mina's head between them, not being able to stop yourself as you're about to come again for the third time in an hour.

"oh fuck, min-" the last syllable of mina's name is silenced in an inaudible groan as the coil in your stomach snapped and you unravelled where she helped to ride out your orgasm still between your doughy thighs.

now she gets her wish whenever she wants as she's able to look up to see how your voluptuous body shakes. she gets to feel how soft and warm your thick thighs feel wrapped around her head.

as you calm down from another intense orgasm you move to look at mina, "what about you?" hinting that you desperately want to return the favour.

she can see the neediness in your eyes and giggles. "i can't right now sweet pea, i've got to go to work."

"already?"

mina giggles again, "i'll be back soon babes then we can carry on from where we left off, okay?" she smiles brightly and takes her leave feeling equalling as needy as you but who can blame her when she spent the last hour pleasuring you and feeling your plump body underneath hers and getting you see your gorgeous face scrunched up in pleasure. mina doesn't mind the needy feeling though as the look on your face is worth it as she leaves because she knows when she comes back home you'll make her feel just as good as she made you feel.

eijiro works nights a lot of the time which means typically you get woken up by him. this means most nights you sleep with only a nightie on or a baggy pyjama shirt foregoing underwear or pyjama bottoms so eijiro doesn't have to worry about fiddling with any layers and pulling them down. the only exemptions about the clothes are when it's particularly cold that night.

after work he'll want to feel your soft body squish in between his fingers as he presses down on your malleable skin, groping you wherever he can get his hands on and pumping his girthy cock in his other hand a couple times, wanting to be buried in that sweet cunt that he loves so much so it's no surprise to you to be woken up to his grunts and gentle thrusts.

whenever you do wake up he feels guilty. he knows you need, and like your sleep and he never intended to wake you up so he strokes the sides of your body and softly tells you to go back to bed while kissing your temple.

sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, but no matter the outcome of trying to get you to go back to sleep your body always has the same reaction, mewls and moans leaving your body involuntarily and you becoming more and more wet with each thrust that it's dripping down to your thick thighs.

the times when you don't fall back to sleep you don't move much, very much a pillow princess in those moments but that's what eijiro prefers. he likes looking after you and treating you like the princess you are. he enjoys doing all the work so when you do wake up all you can do is rub your eyes sleepily and moan louder while he tries to shush you because no doubt someone has to be up in a few hours for patrol.

"p-please," you whine but you don't know what you're begging for. eijiro knows though as he pushes the remaining inches of his cock inside of you, you both hiss, and he slowly and deeply starts moving in you. you grab hold of his muscular forearms and whine about the pleasurable stretch.

you turn your head to the side so your neck is bare. he knows what you want more than your tired words can mumble out so he turns your neck further to the side than you did to keep you still and bites down, not hard enough to cause serious pain and break your skin but enough to hurt slightly and cause you to gasp, your mind momentarily going blank and your hips to jerk up.

before you started sleeping with eijiro you didn't know you liked the sensation of getting bitten so much until he bit you to keep himself quiet while at a very lively party. normally he wouldn't mind people hearing how good he makes you feel and vise versa but there was a minority of people at that party who were all trying to make a new hero commission and he didn't want to to draw attention to you or him with those people, knowing what the last commission did. even though you are just a civilian he wants to make sure they stay well away from you but still that wasn't enough to drag you into an empty room and fuck you until you couldn't stand after seeing how beautiful you looked that night.

ever since then biting became involved in your sex life. eijiro knew he liked biting people before you, he enjoys the surprised gasps and how bodies move but with you it's completely different, it's on a whole new level with how plump your body is, it's like heaven. no matter where he bites you there's always some part he can sink his teeth into making your body beautifully buck up uncontrollably. the whole experience and sensation making him groan and the noises you always make in bed are like no over- ethereal, just like the rest of you.

when he hears the slapping sound of your two bodies making contact get louder and louder and sees the creamy ring left over from each thrust he has to hold onto you tighter, gripping hold of your love handles, enough to leave bruises, and looking up at the ceiling not wanting to cum yet. he knows as soon as he looks down at your cute face or perfect body he'll immediately orgasm so to try and make himself last longer he'll look up.

that on top of the quicker pace and him touching your clit, just the way you like it, makes you come. you clench around him and moan words incomprehensibly causing him to come too as he feels you get tighter around him.

"gonna clean you up in a second baby just let me stay inside you for awhile." at this point you're both falling asleep, he wraps his muscular arms around you tighter and manhandles your chubby body so you're laying on top of him, your arm on his chest and your face in his neck, the whole time making sure his dick doesn't accidentally slip out of you. even though you're semi conscious you know that you're going to be sleeping like this all night, both of you are too tired to move, with your last moments of consciousness being your slow blinks that you use to gaze up at eijiro admiring how handsome he is, you like when his hair is down after showering because without it being styled to be spiky you can see his roots coming through, red mixing with his natural black, even now when he's half asleep and ready for bed he looks just as handsome as he does at any fancy hero event he attends. "you feel too good to get up and leave and anyway i've got to plug you full, breed you properly to make sure it sticks." he mumbles against your forehead half asleep, drifting off only a minute or so after.

out of everyone denki is the one to touch you the most, if no one else is kissing you he's taking the opportunity to kiss you and hold you all over. he's the most emotional and vulnerable when it comes to sex too. he feels safe around you, to let his carefree persona down and to be sensitive and vulnerable, just staying fully in the moment with you.

the first time you slept together, you kissed his chest all the way to his hips making his hips buck up. he had wanted you so bad for so long and now he finally had you.

originally, you had stroked his cock for the first time and you heard a string of moans and it immediately turned you on more than you already were. as he got closer to his release he said breathy, "please don't stop, this will probably be the only chance i ever get to touch you." it had shocked you not realising that he felt that way but you didn't stop, doing what you were told, and knowing you were going to talk to him after.

not long after, he came and you threw your arms around him, arms wrapped around his neck and clinging onto him. he was still catching his breath, "do you really think this was a one time thing denki? i told you all before that i want to do this." he blushed and squished your cheeks, a habit he had picked up on doing recently at the time, you swat his hands away and giggle, denki smiles.

denki is also the most possessive which surprised you, if you thought anyone would be possessive your guess would be katsuki but it's really denki. he gets jealous when you spend more time with the others than you do with him and will want your attention. it's even more noticeable when it comes to other people who aren't in the bakusquad.

if you ever smile too cheerfully at someone, laugh too loudly at someone's jokes or if someone flirts with you he gets extremely jealous, you never flirt back though, you have everything you need and sometimes you don't even realise they were flirting in the first place.

at times like that denki is the most vulnerable. as soon as you both get home he's kissing you tenderly and holding you like fragile treasured glass in his arms. most of the time he takes you to the bedroom and lays you on the bed but this time he pushes your head down gently and you fall to you knees carefully. "do you need a cushion babe?"

your heart warms at how considerate he is. you look up at him and shake your head, "i'm okay," you smile up at him and you don't miss the way his cheeks are dusted pink. unzipping his jeans and pulling them down, along with his boxers that already are wet with precum leaking from his cock, you kiss his thigh and stare at his .

denki holds onto your head as you part your lips and open your mouth, taking him in your mouth. you hollow your cheeks and grab a hold of his thighs. he keeps his hips still no matter how much he wants to rut inside your wonderful wet and warm mouth. when his hips do occasionally buck it makes you gag before he corrects himself and pushes back against the wall trying to control himself not to pound up into you, he wants you to control the pace. the moans that he makes as you take him further only spur you on as your pace gets quicker and your nose presses against his lean stomach momentarily before having to leave and gasp for air. denki may not be as thick as eijiro or as long as hanta but he's still big, more than people would assume, he's bigger than average (only if slightly.) denki's arm rests of his head while he takes deep breaths.

"fuck babe that was-" you cut him off as you take him in your mouth again and wrap your lips around him and you hollow your cheeks once again. his moans and groans become more frequent and you can tell that he's about to come.

you don't realise but you're being watched. golden brown eyes piercing down at you, watching you with hawk-eyed vision on high alert to his surroundings. you met him the following morning, as you were leaving your tent something suddenly blocked out the sunlight before landing next to you. a bird creature was in front of you or maybe he was a hybrid, you weren't sure but he was rather intimidating. this man has bright red feather wings with a huge wing span and sandy blonde and white small fluffy parts on his arms and chest covered with a brown flimsy tunic with a handsome human face with golden eyes and blonde windswept hair. you're already quite fearful but after you spot his talons that look like they could slice you in half you really start panicking.

you were able to calm down when he smiled and held out his hand, you flinched first but in his palms where berries. you know those berries, they were edible, very rare and very tasty. later you found out his name was keigo but everyone call him hawks, when he told you this he also told you that he wanted you to call him keigo. he has limited human speech and it was hard to communicate with each other but you both tried your best.

you don't know this but when you accepted the berries he gave you in his mind that made you his mate, it solidified it in his mind and he was very happy that you accepted his advances. he's your provider and he has to look after you. you don't know that he thinks like that though.

you should of left the forest weeks ago, there was no reason for you to stay... well apart from keigo. you knew he would stay in the forest it's his home, you couldn't ask him to go with you and why would he? 'i probably care about him a lot more than he does me, which is fine! he likely has plenty of friends and his own kind in the forest, i just miss company after what happened with my old party... i like his company.' you can't bring yourself to leave, not yet, even if that means you're getting close to the rainy season, and it's always dangerous to be out in the wild in the rainy season. it's so easy to wind up dead, your body never found either downstream or at the bottom of cliffs that people can't access.

"shit!" you were foresting for some berries when you felt a drop of rain fall on your head, that drop turned into ten, then twenty, then fifty, all in a matter of seconds. you nearly fell as you tried to turn back to the somewhat safer option of your tent but the ground below you quickly became mud and slippy causing you to trip, luckily you were able to catch yourself on a nearby tree before falling face first and getting back as fast but safely as you can.

you're soaked to the bone and as the tent finally meets your eyeline it's getting you to walk quicker. you hear something above and you look up the best you can, covering your eyes with your hand but still somehow some water gets in your eyes, looking above you see hawks flying to you. "keigo, what are you doing?! go home, get in the tent, get anywhere. i know it might be different for you, i know you're less fragile than me but it's still raining heavily. what if there's lightning!" you shout at him to the sky.

keigo lands down, water slashing you in the process and getting mud on your trousers. he's careful as he pulls you towards him, making sure his talons won't hurt you and you're pressed against his body, "come." you're confused and you try to move so you can reach your tent but as you look behind you your back straightens as you see your tent. you don't even know if you could call it a tent anymore. the wind has blown it so much that it's just broken cut up fabric tied down by one singular peg, the others already blown away. "come," he repeats himself and pulls you closer towards his warm body before flying away, you can't help but scream as you lift up off the ground and you swear over the rain you can hear keigo laugh. you always wondered what it would be like if he took you up in his wings to fly, you've always thought they were so majestic but you never envisioned it going like this.

it's hard to hear and talk over the heavy patter of the rain but you try anyway. "keigo where are we going?"

"home," he replies and you hear him loud and clear, you don't know if that's because he's louder than the rain or leaning close to you or if you hear it loud and clear because your heart is just beating out of your chest at the answer.

it seemed like a long while of flying but when you finally reached the floor keigo carefully landed and put you down. looking around to where you are you see that you're outside a cave but you don't know that you can call it a cave anymore. at a quick glance from the outside it looks like it was originally a cave but the opening is covered by rocks, wood and other building materials, keeping the inside warm and dry. there's a wooden door to the side and you think you can see a lock on it. the outside reminded you a lot of your childhood home but you can't pinpoint why. "come," he grabs your wrist cautiously with his talons and leads you inside.

a blast of heat hits you when you enter and you immediately warm up, even if it's just a little bit through your wet clothes. it looks pretty barren apart from some small trinkets along the wall and the bed is covered in blankets and other fluffy comfortable things, definitely more comfortable than anything you've been sleeping recently. you stay where you are not moving from the door, not wanting to get everything wet. keigo leaves but comes back a minute or so after with a towel for you and second one in his hand for him.

"thank you," you say quietly and shyly taking the towel from him. after doing your best to dry your hair and dry the rest of your clothes keigo leans down to your neck and nuzzles you while cooing, heat quickly rises to your cheeks and he pulls back and takes you further into his home before dropping your hand and he goes back into one of his back rooms.

you miss his hand in yours but when he returns he's holding a shirt, "for you."

"me?" you point to yourself and he nods. "i don't know if it will fit, i might be a bit small." you tell him but he looks back at you with an easygoing smile that puts you at ease. you know it probably won't fit right, you're not exactly small but you don't have much choice with how wet your clothes are. "thank you," you return his smile. you feel small under his gaze as he looks at you, it seems like he has no plan to leave you alone to get changed or look away. "um, okay, i'll-" you turn away from him and lift up your top. when you take it off and start to fold it keigo holds you from behind, wrapping his arms around you, his wings softly fluttering. you get flustered and wonder what you should do, this isn't normal human behaviour but keigo isn't human maybe this is completely normal for him, although he's never done this before, but maybe he knows how cold you are.

"k-keigo i need to put this on, i'll get cold." he's slow as he takes his hands off you, making you shiver in the process. you quickly get changed pulling on the top that you've been given and pulling down your trousers. you were right about how it doesn't fit you but at least you're dry. the top is thin and covers up to your mid-thigh, the fabric tight along your waist, stomach and breasts but it's still comfortable. you turn round to look at him and twiddle with your thumbs, he smiles at you again and rubs his face against yours, making your cheeks heat up.

"drink?"

"huh?" you ask slightly distracted by how intimate this is.

"drink? keep you warm." he gestures to you and then gestures to another room. you nod your head, not knowing what drink you're saying yes to but happy to be warm and experience what drinks keigo likes and drinks, it might just be tea you'll have to wait and see.

you feel a bit uncomfortable just standing around and you don't notice any chairs so you perch yourself on the bed, hoping keigo won't mind. when keigo comes back he's wearing different clothes and he's holding two mugs, you smile at him and you notice he doesn't smile back. 'did i do something wrong? he's not smiling. maybe i was wrong about him not minding about me sitting down on the bed, i should of just stayed standing up.' keigo is holding onto the mugs so tightly that his hands are turning white. "i'm really sorry keigo, i didn't mean to make you angry," you rush out as quick as you can, hurrying to get up but as you start lifting off the bed two feathers rapidly leave keigo's wings and pins you down to the bed by the top you're wearing. you've never seen him do that before so part of you is thinking about how impressive it is, the other part of you worried and confused hoping he'll forgive you for whatever accidental mistake you made.

keigo places the cups down on the side. "i'm sor-" before you can finish your sentence, he moves on top of you, making your eyes widen, at that moment you see his eyes, heavily dilated looking down at you tenderly but hungrily.

"do you like?" he asks stroking your chubby cheeks.

"like?" you ask confused.

"nest." he kisses your nose.

you're not one hundred percent sure what you're saying yes to but you think he's talking about what you're laying on and you do like it, it's warm and cosy and you could stay here for ever. "i like it very much. i could stay here forever."

keigo trills when he hears you say that, "did a good job?"

you never thought keigo would be one for seeking approval but you suppose everyone does. "amazing job." you nod your head and lift your hands up to his wings and run your hands through them making him shiver. after all that's happened you're still surprised as he gently bites your lip, a silent request for you to open your mouth and you grant him access, parting your lips, keigo taking the lead controlling the movement as your tongues intertwine and you kiss. you have no idea how much time goes by, so caught up in the moment, it could of been three minutes or thirty for all you know, all you know is how good everything feels.

as you move apart you open up your eyes to see him smirking at you, your cheeks are hot. he kisses the corner of your mouth and squeezes your plush thighs before gently trailing his knuckle up and down your inner thigh, slowly inching up your, his, top. keigo brings both his hands to your outer thighs and slivers up the rest of the top until he sees your hips, eyes practically glowing as he nuzzles your neck again.

at some point while all of this was happening he started rubbing his hard dick along your thigh, getting precum everywhere, you had no idea when was able to take off his clothes.

this time he uses his talons as he rips up your underwear leaving you bare and maybe you should be scared of how close his talons were to you but you weren't. he uses his knuckles again and brushes along your opening, he thrills when he feels how wet you are and before you even realise it he's slowly pushing himself into you. he sees you wince and kisses all along your neck and pauses for a second, then continues just as slow as he was before not wanting to hurt you. when he's fully in he waits and kisses you all over, touching all over your body, your hips and stomach especially, groping and squeezing. keigo feels you start relaxing around him and starts moving, slow thrusts in and out of you, not wanting to hurt you.

keigo's thrusts start to speed up uncontrollable as he kept feeling you clench around him and how wet you are, almost feral, animalistic. a white creamy ring forms at the bottom of his dick and he becomes more and more feral. you moan loudly and bury your head into the soft blankets and materials. "feel so good!" you cry out mumbled against the pillows. you ball your fists up into the covers, holding onto them tight and keigo goes harder.

"you feel good too. i'll keep making you feel good," he leans down to your ear and kisses your cheek. you nod your head even though it wasn't a question and keigo's eyes dilate even more than they have been. he touches you very gently, circling against your clit and kisses your pulse point, delicately sucking a mark on your neck. his pace stays the same, still fast. your back arches and you feel the coil in your stomach winding up more and more, so close to snapping. you whine as the coil in you snaps and you cum, body tight in an arch before shaking.

keigo smirks as he watches your body fall and go limp. he picks up your legs and folds you in half, gripping hold of your thighs tightly and his pace increases so fast that it leaves you breathless, your body bounces and he watches you ravenously. "gonna give you my seed, gonna make you a pretty mummy." keigo chokes a groan and holds onto you tighter. you should be trying to move away and tell him no but you don't, instead you clench tighter around him and nod your head rapidly in desire, you've never wanted something so badly. warm ropes of cum spills into you filling you up. keigo smirks and peppers your face with kisses.

"keigo have you seen how messy tsunagu's clothes are! it's a nightmare washing them all the time!" you complain scowling as you pick up your youngest sons shirt.

keigo chuckles and comes up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist, kissing you behind you ear, "he's such a troublemaker." you shiver as you feel his breath against your skin and his voice so close to you, he smirks.

it's been five years since you first stepped foot in your home, it's been five years since you and keigo first had sex. in those five years a lot has changed, your relationship included. you and keigo have no problem communicating anymore, both now speaking the same language with keigo learning how to write and read everything too. you have two boys together and they're wonderful. you got married and it was one of the happiest days of your life. you've practically abandoned human civilisation, by your own choice. occasionally you'll go into town if you need something but you stay in the forest most of the time. you've met keigo's friend and they all call him hawks, even the ones he's known since children. you asked him why he told you to call him keigo when you first met especially since everyone calls him hawks and he told you it's because he knew as soon as he met you that you were his mate and you would spend the rest of your life together.

"i know a way to calm him down." you hear the mischievous tone in his voice.

you play along, "oh?"

"i think he needs to be a big brother." he pulls you closer to him and rubs your soft stomach.

grinning wide, "really?"

keigo hums and kisses your neck. "yeah birdie, a little one he can help and look after will keep him out of trouble." he nuzzles against you and plays with your stomach. he turns you around to look at him, holding onto your hands and smirking. nonchalantly asking, "what are we aiming for this time? a girl or another boy?" he taps his finger to his chin, "i'm thinking girl."

"i'm thinking a girl too," you smile fondly and kiss his nose. keigo's wings flutter out when you kiss him and you giggle.

the drinks that denki was talking about were on the kitchen counter but you didn't see them, he should of clarified. now a hundred thoughts run through your head and you violently shake, someone who's your friend, someone who is becoming your best friend the more time you spend with each other is a murderer...? someone who steals from hospitals...?

denki asked you to calm down and sit on the sofa, your flight or fight went wild but you knew that he was stronger than you so you sat down, feeling like that was the only option.

denki sits across from you and regrets ever inviting you around, your lip is wobbly and you're teary eyed, his fists are clenched and to his sides and he knows you're going to leave him and never talk to him by the end of this.

he blurts it out, "i'm a vampire!"

"what?" your voice is quiet and scratchy trying not to look directly at him- scared.

"the blood you found was donated, a lot of the time i pay for blood, animal blood, but a farmer sent me a few bags for free. people know about vampires but i only drink animal blood." you don't believe him but you're confused and don't say anything. "oh yeah, look," he points to his mouth and it's slightly open, his teeth extends and it glints in the light of the lamp. sharp pointy teeth that were suddenly appearing leaves little room to argue that he's lying or going crazy.

"do you-do you kill humans?"

"what! absolutely not!" he lowers his voice realising that if you're asking questions he has a chance to salvage all this. it's so stereotypical and rude to ask a vampire that but you don't know that, you're not screaming bloody murder and running to grab your phone to call the police. "i've never killed someone or attacked someone. there's people out there who want vampires to bite them if you look online hard enough, whole communities where vampires feed off willing humans but i've never drank from a human and i never will."

"okay."

"...okay?" denki repeats after you, confused.

"yeah, okay. you're a vampire, it's... strange but you're still my friend and you told me yourself that you've never hurt anyone."

"and you believe me?" he asks in disbelief.

"are you lying?" you question.

"no."

"okay then," and that was the end of that.

now it's two years later and you're still friends, even closer than you were and it still sometimes shocks him that you never left and you still talk to him daily, you spend time together, you've invited him to your home. it's hard for him to stay at yours for long periods of times though, you already smell so good but being surrounded by your whole scent everywhere makes him salivate.

what's even worse is when you're on your period and why, of course, denki knows however you are absolutely clueless on the fact. it doesn't matter if you're wearing pads or tampons denki can smell you and you smell amazing.

he would never hurt you but you are almost irresistible to him, the sound of your pulse, your soft warm body, your aroma. he loves you. he would never tell you that though. a vampire and a human? what kind of relationship is that. a human could never love a vampire.

you're resting your cheek against your palm and smiling gently as you watch denki animatedly retell a story about guy's night last night when they went to a nightclub. "it seems like you all had a nice time denki, i would of paid money to see bakugou's reaction of those girls flirting with him. i'm sure when he got home midoriya complained all night," you say while laughing.

denki cackles, "it was truly a sight," he adds on, "sorry that you couldn't come."

"no need to say sorry denki, it was 'guys night', and guys night is just you, bakugou, kirishima and hanta."

"those girls were flirting with me as well," denki says flippantly but it makes your body grow cold. you know you shouldn't feel this way but you can't help but be jealous, the idea that someone else could take him away from you, you know he's not yours but you can't bare the idea that your denki would date someone else.

"was she pretty?" you ask but even you could hear the bitterness in your voice.

"huh? ... i mean, i guess she was." denki responds but confused by this odd question.

your stomach drops and your heartbeat is rapid, your body moves on it's own as you get up from your chair nearly knocking it over in the process as you bang your hands on the table and look at him, shouting, "i love you!" it's quiet. so very quiet. you've never been so bold before in your life but you can't lose him.

"what..." denki whispers and you lose any confidence you had.

"i love you. i've always loved y-" denki cuts you off by moving quicker than a blink of an eye right next to you and slamming his lips against yours, grabbing hold of your soft waist and pulling you harder against his lean body.

denki moves his hand under your top and starts stroking you tenderly, kissing all along you jaw all the way to your neck, his grip on you gets tighter as he gets closer to your pulse. denki moves you and slams you against the table, mumbling against your skin "i love you too." you loudly gasp and your eyes well up. denki carries on undressing you, lifting your top completely off and expertly undoing your bra before getting rid of your bottoms and underwear all in one go lowering down your body placing kisses all down you, before reaching your hip and placing a wet kiss there. you whine and grab his hair, making him groan. "please denki, want you, want you so bad."

"where my precious?" he murmurs against your hip and your cheeks get hot as you feel the vibration of his voice against your body.

"bedroom, please," you say breathlessly.

with his inhumane strength he picks you up by your plush thighs and carries you to your room, shrieking at the sudden movement, obviously you know he's a vampire but his power shocked you. denki kicks open the door and throws you on the bed, you bounce and land back down.

denki rushes to pull of his shirt and jeans and you're not ashamed to say you don't take your eyes of him for one second, feasting your eyes on him. his lithe body, surprisingly built arms and light freckly shoulders. you understand why those girls would flirt with him at that nightclub but he's yours.

denki crawls up along your body and holds you tight, kissing you all over again. he teasingly runs two fingers down your body, along your breasts, ribcage and round stomach planning to dip into your pussy and tease you while you whine for him for more.

you try and grab hold of his arm, "i can't wait denki." he freezes, thinking he knows what you mean but not wanting to jump to any conclusions, he might be wrong. "i need you now." denki stops his movements and kisses you on the cheek.

"i can't do that precious, i don't want to hurt you. you look..." he trails off and looks down at your opening, "small compared to me. all humans are delicate." he isn't lying when he says that either, humans break a lot easier than vampires. if he doesn't go slow then he'll tear something, humans are all the same in that capacity. "i've got to stretch you first or you'll be hurt. you'll um-bleed. " his grip on you gets so much tighter and he doesn't even notice, his pupils are dilated and he's breathing very heavily. one time you asked him why he breathed and he told you it wasn't necessary but he does it to blend in with humans and right now his heavy breathing and the way he's looking at you makes you nervous... and excited. you know he wouldn't hurt you but the idea of him biting you, making you bleed, a sudden stretch- exhilarating.

"denki i want you."

"precious i told you we can't, i can't."

"the look on your face tells me something different."

"this is nothing," he starts lifting himself up a bit but you drag him back down.

"i want it to hurt,"

denki's body relaxes more in your hold as you touch him and looks surprised, "what do you mean?"

"i trust you denki, more than anyone and- and you're a vampire right." you nearly whisper the end of the sentence about how he's a vampire.

"you know i am my love" he replies.

"won't you like it? me bleeding?"

"...that's not the point."

"i want this too."

you can see his resistance fading away the more you talk and leans into the crook of your neck, his hands finding it's way back to your hips and holding tighter. "please denki."

"fuck it," he groans and knocks open your thick thighs with his knee. denki slams his cock in you all at once and you go to cover your mouth with your hands to stop the squeal from being heard but before you can denki takes both of your wrists in one hand as they're reaching up your chest and moving upwards to your lips and pulls then up above your head. now loud squeals are heard that'll definitely result in noise complaints.

it hurts. it's painful. but god does it feel so good and denki is feeling equally as good, probably even more. your warm wet walls surrounding his cock and a little of your blood coating his dick from the stretch, it all makes him feral. it's not a lot but it's enough to drive him crazy, most people wouldn't even notice with how fast pace his thrusts are and how wet you are as well but he can see it, he can smell it. you smell delicious.

he wants more. he wants to taste you. wants you to bleed.

in his 'right frame' of mind he wouldn't like the way he's thinking now, he shouldn't be wanting to bite into a human, especially you but now he wants to bite into you, only you.

"can i bite you precious? i'll make you feel good you, i need you my love." he tried his best not to beg but it still sounds needy, it's almost hard to hear him speak over the loud slapping noises when your bodies connect and his balls smack against you. you do your best to hum and try and nod your head but it's hard when you're feeling immense pleasure. "good girl precious, you're going to feel good." he doesn't actually know that, he's never bit anyone before but he knows how people find the sensation to be addicting, he hopes that you'll like it and he'll make you feel good.

denki tilts your neck to the side and makes sure there's nothing covering your neck that'll hinder him biting you. the plan is to start with your neck and bite your wrist after, your neck is more tempting to him right now. denki moves your hands that were above your head and holds them to your side laying them down on the bed, intertwining your fingers together and holding your hands.

his fangs graze along your neck and a shiver runs down your spine mixed with your moans from everything else going on. he punctures your neck with his teeth and blood fills his mouth, you scream loudly and buck you hips up but denki holds you down still drinking from you, as soon as your blood touched his lips he groaned and fell further in love. the sensation of drinking more blood makes the sex a hundred times better for the both of you as so many of your senses are going crazy.

you feel his tongue run along the bite, soothing the pain as he lifts up you see his lips are tinted red and your cheeks are flushed at the sight, he smirks and bites you again, retracting his fangs so he doesn't puncture any more of your body (yet) and instead leaves bitemarks all over your body, his teeth imprints being left over in his wake.

he licks a line over to your breasts and around your nipple taking it in his mouth and sucking, you gasp loudly and try and buck up your hips again. after playing with your nipple for awhile, enjoying the noises you make he expands his teeth again and bites, breaking the skin and greedily drinking whatever you can give him, getting drunk on your taste and scent.

he was planning to bite you more. he had a plan. he wanted to feel your pulse underneath your skin but he knows he won't be able to do that right now as his pace gets sloppy. he licks your wound over again and grips onto one of your hands tighter. denki lets go of your other hand and places his hand on your hip, kneading the doughy flesh underneath his fingertips, getting him even closer than he was before. he's going to cum, he know's he's going to cum. you just feel so good. he'd never leave a lady high and dry though- especially you.

reluctantly he lets go of your hand and he wishes at that point he had more than two arms right now as he lefts go and rubs your clit, feeling you tighten around him and in doing so getting him even quicker to his climax.

you're stunned at how soon you feel like you're going to cum but it's not the most surprising after how good everything has been feeling. you've lost track of time, you've lost track of everything outside of denki, everything else faded away and all you could focus on was him, his teeth felt so good against your skin, his dick felt so good inside of you, his hands felt so right in yours.

your back arches, your toes curl and you scream- ultimate bliss. a smirk crept onto denki's face as he takes such pride in getting you to feel so good.

he cums soon after, burying himself inside you to the hilt, as far as he can, moaning deeply. he stays inside you for a second before slowly pulling out not wanting you to feel suddenly empty. denki lays down and pulls you against him, running his hand along your arm. breathlessly you tell him, "that was amazing."

"it really was. i love you precious," he affirms the sentiment tenderly and sincerely.

you look up at him and smile sweetly wrapping your arm around his waist, "i love you too."

but the thing about your nii-san is he can be mean, he likes being mean to you because it means you'll give him your attention and that means you won't be giving your attention to anyone else. he isn't a jealous person by any means but if you give attention to someone else then that's less time with him.

you didn't find out about each others existence until university where you found out your dad had fell in love with another woman after your mum leaving. the day you found out your life was uprooted and you moved away with your dad to live with this woman and your new brother. apparently the two were high school sweethearts that never fully got over each other and reconnected at a school reunion keeping contact until making it official and moving in. denki would say things like 'if only we got introduced to each other before you were twenty.' denki missed out so many years with you, of course he would want to make up all that time now- bonding. precious time with his precious sister.

the first time denki ever touched you it seemed innocent for you but for him it was building up for sometime until he couldn't wait anymore. you stepped out of the shower, a fluffy white towel wrapped around you, opening the door into the hallway so you can go into your room but as you go into the hallway you meet denki in your path, he doesn't move out of your way or even try to hide how he looks at you with hungry eyes but you don't notice. "whoops, be careful imoto-chan you've nearly dropped your towel." you haven't though. it's carefully wrapped around you. however denki grabs the end of your towel that's already safely folded together and rewraps it, the feeling of your soft wet skin against his hands making him have to hid a groan. oh how we wishes to pull you back into the bathroom and push you against the shower wall, asking you to help him shower and wash his hair.

the second time he touched you was under the kitchen table. while eating dinner with your dad and your stepmum he 'rested' his palm on your doughy thigh. it's your fault for wearing such a short skirt. he'll smile and make jokes with the family, the whole time rubbing his hands all over you. squeezing your thighs between his fingers when you say something, he hides his smirk from the family when he hears your breath hitch and voice stutter when you reply to his mum.

when the third time happens he knows he's pushing his luck, he knows you're not that naive but in his eyes he might as well go for it, he's too far gone to stop now. you're home alone together and you're about to start watching a movie, before you can sit down on the sofa denki grabs hold of your wide hips and pulls you onto his lap. at the sudden movement you flail around and try to get up, while complaining that you might be heavy. "oh come on imoto, you're being ridiculous, you're not heavy. don't leave, having you on me is comfortable and warm, please." denki pleads with you, keeping his tone light and jokingly whiny, he knows if he pushes the right buttons you'll relent and that's exactly what you do.

you relax in his arms and get comfy. "okay," you mumble.

"good girl," denki praises you in a deeper voice than normal. enjoying the way his teasing remark left you with a shudder that you tried to hide, albeit unsuccessfully. 'my sisters got a praise kink that's good to know,' he files that in his brain to remember for later and holds onto you a bit tighter. denki's grip on your tummy and his caressing of your skin increases the longer you stayed on his lap. he would even go as far as to lightly pinch your plush thighs causing you to have to bite your lip to stop him hearing you whimper. the caressing would move his hands everywhere, after a while moving up to you breasts. this whole time you're staying silent. like a good girl. it's impossible to stop from gasping as he brushes against your nipple. denki smirks, he plays it off, pretending not to know what's happening, "are you okay imoto-chan?" you rapidly nod your head and hum. denki continues his actions.

you stay as silent as you can, whimpering quietly as he starts to flick your nipples. the louder you get he takes his hands of you, you don't even realise you whine softly at the loss of his touch. luckily you don't have to wait long for him to touch you again. denki grabs hold of your soft waist and rocks you against him. he's been hard as soon as he felt you on top of him and he rocks your body against his thighs. you try and ignore how wet you are and how sticky your underwear is becoming but as he moves you how he pleases your clit grazes along his jeans. nothing is in your head, maybe you should be thinking about how wrong this is or something like that but the pleasure is so overwhelming it's all you can feel. every time you feel his hard dick against you heat rushes to your face more and more.

denki can tell you're going to cum, your arms are moving, swaying and fidgeting, you're getting louder and louder and you body is becoming even more limp than it already is. he could stop you from cumming, it would be easy, but he wants to butter you up, not wanting to risk you never coming back to him and denying him. "let go gorgeous, be a good girl for your nii-san and cum for me," he instructs you and you listen. your body shakes and you moan loudly. you've never so hard in your life, the aftermath leaving you completely more boneless and brainless than you already was beforehand. you don't get any respite though, straight after cumming denki is already moving you again, chasing his own orgasm. you're sensitive but denki doesn't really care, you can put up with it. when he cums he grunts, the most noise he's made the whole time, his grip on your waist tightens so hard it'll definitely leave bruises, "fuck, f-fuck, well done imoto-chan you were amazing." he kisses your shoulder blade and your cheeks get hot at the compliment.

he turns his attention back to the tv like nothing has just happened. the cum all over his boxers are sticky and drying definitely leaving him uncomfortable but he doesn't want to do anything to spook you. if he goes to get changed you'll be alone and then you might think about how wrong it all was but if you're still sitting on his lap denki can gently stroke your skin and keep you compliant for him. if he did move when he comes back there's a chance that you wouldn't sit on his lap anymore. you're a bit confused to why he's not saying anything to you or moving, he's just watching the telly but you decide to do the same.

the next time he ups the ante. he knows you'll let him do whatever he wants to do and he takes advantage of that. it's late at night, everyone's asleep, you've got work tomorrow and you've been tasked to train a new employee. you've taken some sleeping tablets before bed to help you get to sleep at a reasonable time and to get a good night's sleep, you can't afford to not be at you're very best tomorrow.

denki doesn't care about that though, why should he? you could be fired for all he cared about, if anything that just means you'd seek him out for comfort and support. your big brother has the means to financially support you anyway if that's what you want.

fucking you will be easier than he thought. taking your virginity will be easier than he thought. with those added sleeping pills you might be able to sleep through the whole thing, if not at least at the beginning when after he'll be able to muffle your noises easily when he notices you stirring awake.

annoyingly though you've somehow twisted yourself around your cover, almost like a cocoon, it's annoying but he still grins at how cute his little sister looks.

he's careful as he rolls your body so he can peel off your cover that's hiding your beautiful body that never leaves his mind. your soft body makes him drool when he gets to see you. climbing onto the bed and hovering over you he gently pulls your pyjamas bottoms down, not wanting to wake you up. his hand is already itching to touch your pussy but he knows he'll regret it if he doesn't get your top of beforehand, knowing he'd get too caught up to do it. denki throws your pyjama bottoms on the floor next to the bed and then pulls up your top, your breasts almost hypnotising him. last time on the sofa he touched your breasts but actually seeing them? you look so soft.

one of his hands goes to your breast and the other goes lower to your thighs. denki gropes you, he groans as his fingers sink into you, your full breasts spilling in between his fingers. he pushes your thighs open to finally get a look at you and practically salivates. even though he hasn't touched you you're already wet and it sends his mind into a million ideas and possibilities. were you touching yourself before bed? are you having a wet dream? was it because he fondled your breast for a minute? 'my cute virgin little sister getting wet is so... adorably hot. even more so if it's because i touched her for thirty seconds. how cute.'

denki knows you're a virgin, even though you're in your twenties you've never had a boyfriend, you've never brought anyone home. even though he's older than you it's only by two years, and that means you were both at the same university, it's how he also knows that no one took an interest in you. you were happy in your little bubble, you never wanted to get into a relationship, you were happy with your hobbies and your studies. he can't wait to ruin you.

he's not going to take his time, he's not going to be patient anymore. he pulls down his shorts, his dick's already hard and slaps against his abdomen, precum dribbling out. he doesn't actually want to hurt his sweet sister so he's careful and gentle as he pushes into you slowly. a groan escapes him as he feels your velvet walls wrapped tightly around him, two of his fingers go to your clit and circles your nub, he doesn't put a lot of pressure or even effort in his motion but it's enough to relax your muscles. denki kisses your cheek as he sees some blood dripping out of you and rocks his hips into you at a steady pace, savouring this night and making sure to cement it into his memory.

you do wake up in the end, near when denki is close to climax. your eyes widen and you go to scream. denki could see that you're beginning to wake up by how you're starting to move more as you open your mouth he covers it with his hand. he still hasn't stopped moving, his dick twitches- he's excited that you've woken up. "shh, sssh, it's okay my sweet imoto-chan, everything's okay. it's just me beautiful, i'm just making you feel good." he whispers in your ear, trying to calm you down. you shake your head and tears start to fill your waterline. he doesn't like that, you're supposed to be his good girl. with his other hand he goes to stroke your cheek and shushes you again, "don't worry sweetheart, i promise everything will be fine. if you be a good girl i'll take my hand off you, okay?" you don't move for a second, thinking it over before nodding your head. denki smiles and kisses your cheek, "good girl." he takes his hand away from you.

"t-this is wrong nii-san," you say through whimpers and sniffles, it just makes his dick harder.

"don't be silly baby, this isn't wrong. i'm your big brother, i know what's best for you."

"but-"

"no," denki cuts you off firmly and thrusts back into you harshly, your body bouncing along the bed. denki doesn't take his eyes off of yours even when your tits bounce heavily with that particularly hard push into you. "this is just like what happened when we watched that film together, okay? don't think about it or worry your pretty little head about it, let your big brother look after you."

'it's such a shame not being able to cum in my sweet sister. all because about what would our parents say if they ever found out. it's not like we're actually blood siblings... i bet she'd look so cute with my cum spilling out of her.' he grips hold of your hips, crescent moon shape imprints from his nails left on your skin as he cums with a groan, pulling out of you in the last second and covering your thighs. denki kisses your face all over, leaving little nips and playful bites to your jaw while praising. "you were perfect imoto-chan, such a good girl. made just for me."

eijiro said one sentence to him. just one. but it was enough for his imagination and fantasies to go wild. one offhanded comment when talking about katsuki's attractive cousin. "your sister's hot too." denki's head whipped round to look at him. he thinks you're hot? he can work with this.

"would you ever want to fuck her?" he asks kirishima, one of his best friends, casually, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

it was time for kirishima's turn of fantasising after being asked that, "i don't think that's something i should be thinkin-"

"but would you, i think you do, i just wanna make sure."

"...well... yeah... sorry bro, but i know that's really weird to hear, it's not like she's been your sister since you were kids, your mum only married her dad a few years ago but i'm sure you still probably don't want to hear about how much i like her." kirishima's admits guiltily, his face red.

"she is hot, isn't she?" denki replies simply.

"huh?" kirishima think's his brain malfunctions, thinking that he's not heard him correctly.

denki makes direct eye contact with eijiro and grins widely, "she's super hot."

the heaters turned on for the winter season and you're huddled up with a blanket on the sofa, watching tv, when you hear the front door open and close rather loudly. you hear footsteps and two figures appear in your eyesight, coming to stand in the living room to talk to you. you've never seen the person who's standing next to your brother before. you have actually seen him before but only in passing, kirishima has been friends with your brother for years, for a lot of those passing years he had black hair so everything makes sense for you to not know him.

"this is kirishima, imoto. he was telling me about how pretty he thinks you are." denki tells you with a smirk on his face, he says it nonchalantly but you have a feeling there's something more to this. you normally don't pick up on things like this but your nii-san likes sleeping in your bed and sitting next to you at dinner, he likes watching tv with you and always look over your shoulder when you're texting. you know that your nii-san likes that he's the most important person to you so it doesn't make sense for him to introduce you to his friend. you've seen in films that whenever someone introduces someone like that it's them hinting at a romantic connection they want to form so you don't understand why your nii-san would want that- doesn't he love you?

you don't realise that you pout, denki does though, it makes him almost giddy. "i wanna show kirishima what a good girl my sweet sister is."

"what?" you reply back, your mouth slightly dry. every time denki calls you a good girl it makes you wet, every time. it makes your cheeks hot and it makes you flustered. even in someone else's presences it's having that effect.