Warning! Lemon is approaching, I repeat, lemon approaching! Oneshot with sexual content!
Quirk: Shadow Manipulation
It was the fifth night this week alone my husband had been kept at the office until ridiculously late, or rather ridiculously early. Thankfully he had phoned me to let me know that he was staying late once again, but it still saddened me as we hadn't had a proper night together in a long time. It had passed midnight and I was still pacing around our lounge, desperately wanting to see him so I finally decided just to get in my car and surprise him at his office, even if I just had to sit quietly and watch him work.
I changed from my pyjamas into a summer dress; blue with small pink flowers on it and a slit in the skirt leading up to the top of my thigh . I wanted to look good for my husband, after all. I slipped on one of his coats which was incredibly baggy on me but I loved that it smelt of him, clambered into my car after locking the door and set out for his agency. Naturally, protective thoughts entered my mind as there were quite a few women that worked at his agency, a fair few of them quite in awe of working for the number three pro hero. It did make me grit my teeth, thinking of them alone, the females thinking they can flirt with my husband to their hearts content as I'm not there, them possibly even thinking they can get into his pants. The mere thought of that irritated the hell out of me, and I don't know why I hadn't gone to meet him there before now.
I pulled up into the drive, security letting me straight through when they saw who I was. I parked up and stepped out of the car, checking my appearance one last time in the window and quite happy with it. I strolled into the reception with my head held high and headed over to the main desk. The lady sat behind it simply stared at me with a dull expression. I had seen her here a few times before whenever I did come to visit, but her being the cheek she is asked "How may I help you? Can I ask your name and what you are doing here?"
I gritted my teeth slightly, wrinkling my nose a little as I glared at her. "I am your bosses wife, and I have come to visit him. Where can I find him?" I said bluntly, putting my hands on the desk naturally but making sure that my left hand was in view, presenting the gorgeous engagement and wedding ring Shoto had given me.
"He's in his office," she mumbled, looking back at her monitor. Without saying another word I left reception, climbing the stairs to the right of the desk. I passed a few offices, seeing some people working late and looking tired. Every time I passed a young woman I couldn't help but feel a little more jealous as I knew most of them would have a crush on my husband. I tapped the button for the top floor when I entered the elevator, but just before the doors shut another young woman jumped in and pressed a floor a few below Shoto's. The doors closed and the beginning of the ride was silent.
"Sorry, but are you Shoto's wife?" She suddenly asked, turning to me. It irked me that he used his first name as his hero name, because it didn't feel as personal when I called him it.
"I am, why?" I asked in a bitter tone.
"I recognise you from the photo he keeps of you in his office! You two make such a sweet pair... although, don't tell him I said that!" She said quickly. I smiled a little, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Thank you..." I mumbled.
"Sorry, I don't mean to pry. I'm Sumire, Sumire Hara," she said kindly, holding out her hand for me to shake which I did. "I work here doing file management, we've had a lot on lately what with all the reports Shoto has to complete. He was just telling me earlier actually that he wished he could go home back to you."
"Wow, really?" I asked, quite surprised, and she nodded. "I-I'm quite protective over Shoto... so it's nice to hear that. I guess it's just because of who he is, and there's a number of women here who are attracted to him."
"I can't lie, there is a few but he does have a big picture of you on his office wall, so there is absolutely nothing for you to worry about in that department. Plus, from what I've heard you're an amazing person, he wouldn't want anyone else," she beamed. She was definitely a friend of mine here now.
"You're so sweet," I said with a smile. The doors opened and she announced her stop.
"I hope I'll see you again here soon!" She said, waving as she exited.
"Of course, see you later," I replied, feeling good about myself. Soon the doors opened onto the floor Shoto's office was on, in fact other then a mini reception desk it was the only thing on this floor. The man sat behind the desk looked up and recognised me immediately, letting me head straight past towards the door. I knocked and heard a bored sounding "Yes?" Coming from the other side. I opened the door to the large room which had two sofas opposite each other with a coffee table in the middle, and beyond that a large oak desk with piles of paper on it but I could spot my husband behind it all, his head down as he was writing away. Indeed on the wall was an incredibly large portrait of me from our honeymoon in the Caribbean dressed in a bikini with a bikini wrap on, sunbathing on one of the loungers by our personal pool.
"Hey there babe," I announced myself and his head shot up fast. His face immediately softened into a sweet smile, his tired eyes lighting up.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" He asked, standing up and walking round his desk towards me.
"I fancied seeing my amazing husband," I said, and he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me in for a passionate kiss. "Love the picture," I mumbled and I felt him smile.
"I needed something to help me get through all this work," he replied when we pulled apart. "I must say though, it's not nice having men walking in here and fawning over it."
"Oh really? Just like it's not nice for me to come into your agency and find out almost every girl here has a crush on you?" I retorted but he simply laughed.
"Well, it sucks to be them because you're the only woman for me," he mumbled, leaning in and kissing me again.
"Good, that's what I like to hear," I said, kissing him back. It got a little heated as we both opened our mouths, our tongues meeting and exploring one another's mouths. He had his arms wrapped tightly around my waist pressing me up against his body as much as he could, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck pressing our lips together as much as I could. He did then however travel his lips away from mine, kissing down my jawbone and sucking on my neck. "S-Shoto, we can't! Not here!" I squealed.
"Why not?" He mumbled against my skin, me trying not to let out a pleasure filled growl.
"Because it's your hero agency office!" I squealed.
"Come on, we've done it in weirder places: swimming pool, the back of your car, in our old classroom, Midoriya's old dorm room-,"
"Okay, okay, that's fair enough but what about your receptionist?" I asked. He held up a finger as if to say 'one moment' and headed towards the door.
"Sugino? You can head home, I'll be fine on my own," Shoto said once he opened the door.
"Are you sure sir?" He asked.
"Absolutely."
"Thank you sir, goodnight," Sugino said with a slight bow before stepping into the elevator.
"That's taken care of," Shoto said with a cheeky smile, shutting the door. I giggled as he walked quickly over to me, cupping my cheeks in his hands and pulling me in for another passionate kiss. He ran a hand up my thigh sending tingles through my body, tucking it under the skirt of my dress. I began unbuttoning his shirt, breathing in heavy as our lips broke apart but us remaining close.
"You're like an addictive drug," he moaned, slamming his lips back onto mine passionately. I pulled his shirt off impatiently, and as always I couldn't help but run my hands up and down his incredible torso, feeling each one of his impeccable muscles. He pulled at the hem of my dress and lifted it up off of my body, throwing it on the floor and wrapping his arms back around my body. I was about to kick my heels off before he said "No, keep them on." I smirked at his suggestion. "Jump," he mumbled and I did as I was told, wrapping my legs around his waist and feeling his strong erection against my crotch. He began rubbing it against me and I moaned in pleasure against his lips, desperately wanting more of him.
He sat down on one of the sofas, me now straddling his lap. His hands travelled towards the clasp of my bra on my back and he immediately popped it off, massaging one of my now bare breasts. "Mm, Shoto," I groaned, loving the feeling of his cold hand pinch my nipple. I slowly travelled my hand down his torso towards his crotch where I palmed at his incredible erection. He moaned into our make out session so I decided to go further. I unbuckled his belt, undid his trouser button and zip before climbing off of him and tugging his trousers off. He lifted himself up a little to help me, and I ripped off his shoes and socks at the same time. Shoto looked so unbelievably sexy sitting there in just his boxers that I couldn't resist him any longer.
I crouched down in front of him and spread his legs apart. "I'm so desperate to taste you Shoto, to play with what's mine," I whispered in a husky voice, turning him on even more. I kissed my covered prize, trying to make him beg for it. He winced every time my lips came into contact with it but he apparently didn't want to give in. I was persistent however, and it wasn't long before he ended up begging.
"(y/n), fucking suck me off, I want my dick in your mouth," he growled in a demanding voice.
"Of course," I said, obeying his command. I took off his boxers letting his seven inch spring free. I pumped it a few times from the base right to the tip where I spread the pre-cum around a bit. He let out erotic groans which made me even wetter then I already was. I licked the tip, making him groan even more, and slowly ran my tongue down his shaft. Once I reached the top again, I put the entire tip in my mouth and slowly pressed down, taking as much of him in my mouth as I could which wasn't too much as he was pretty big. With what I couldn't fit in my mouth, I pumped with my hand. His hand raked through my hair, him pushing me down a little to try and take more of him. I began massaging his balls with one of my hands and took the other down into my pants to alleviate some of the pent up desire down there.
"N-no, let me," Shoto moaned, and I looked up at him. He pulled me off of him and laid down on the sofa, signalling at me to get on top for sixty-nine which I happily did. He had his hand clinging onto my bum as I spread my legs for him, and took his member back into my mouth. His tongue met my wet pussy and I moaned out in ecstasy, forgetting how good this felt. He ran his tongue through my folds, his finger was toying with my clit as I bobbed my head up and down his member, my breasts bouncing against his v-line and my hand massaging his balls. "(y-y/n), I'm getting close-," he groaned. I could feel him twitching in my mouth and I too felt like I could cum right now. "(Y/N)," he suddenly shouted and my mouth filled with a sudden burst of his cum.
I swallowed as much as I could, some dribbling down my chin. "That was so much," I admitted.
"It's not as if you didn't cum either," he teased. Indeed I had, and I felt him lapping it all up before I climbed off of him, him climbing on top of me.
"You're already hard again?" I noticed with excited eyes.
"Of course I am, you know how much I like doing it somewhere we shouldn't," he groaned, pressing his lips up against mine. I smirked into the kiss as his hand ran down my body, pressing itself into my soaked core.
"Sho- Shoto!" I breathed as he gently pulled it back and forth. It wasn't long before he added another finger, apparently loving seeing me writhe around underneath him. "P-please! I want you baby, I need you!" I cried out desperately.
"Mm, I love it when you beg," he groaned, lining himself up. As he pushed his oversized member in I cried out in pure ecstasy, gripping onto the sides of his body tightly.
"Shoto, f-fuck, you're too big!" I cried out, louder then I should've.
"I'm gonna satisfy you so much," he growled at me before he started moving. His thrusts were powerful as always, making me cry out incoherent words. I couldn't stop moaning as he pounded into me, rougher then he usually would. His lips met my neck again and he started sucking on it, biting it and making sure he would leave a mark on it. My body was limp, completely hypnotised by the extensive pleasure he was giving me. I was being thrusted back and forward as he kept on pounding me, hitting my g-spot making me cry out louder. "So fucking good," he moaned when he pulled his lips away from my neck.
"Shoto- I can't it's- too much I'm- nngh!" I screamed out, not caring who heard.
"Scream my name, scream it!" Shoto demanded in his husky voice.
"Shoto! Shoto, please, yes! Shoto, baby!"
His member was hitting all the right places inside of me. I was completely weak, ready to let my climax take me whole. Puffs of smoke came from his fire side as he announced he was getting close. "I-I'm gonna stain you," he growled, kneeling up and taking ahold of my hips to slam into me from a slightly different angle. "I'm g-gonna, (y/n)! Your pussy feels too good!"
"Shoto! Cum, cum, please cum inside!"
"Yes - fuck, yes!"
"Sho, Sho, Sho," I breathed repeatedly, before pleasure consumed me. "SHOTO!"
"Scream it! Fuck, (y/n), so fucking good!" He cried out and I felt him release in my pussy. Our juices mixed together and spilled out onto the sofa as there was so much but oh my goodness I was twitching from how good it felt. His erotic face above me made me cum even more, I couldn't help it. He pulled out gently and more cum spilt out of me and onto the sofa but Shoto didn't seem to care at all. Instead he slid to the floor and gestured me to slide next to him. "That felt amazing, (y/n)," he whispered, putting his arm around me and kissing my head through my hair.
"Yeah it really did," I replied, looking into his gorgeous eyes.
"I love you, don't ever forget that," he said sweetly, making me smile.
"Shoto, I love you too."
- Timeskip -
I felt a sense of satisfaction as we exited the lift on the ground floor with Shoto's arm wrapped tightly around my waist, the hickey's he had given me on show as I had nothing to hide them with and I wanted to show them off to the bitchy receptionist from before. I glanced over to her and smirked, clinging onto Shoto's waist in return, feeling him kiss the top of my head sweetly. She simply glared back, but I knew she would never be able to have her way as I knew Shoto loved me just as much as I loved him.