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“Go, Naruto!”

SIR LEMME KITH YOU

“No good hero is a one trick pony.”

I was thinking- what if Tom has daughter from first marriage or from high school sweetheart- he is like what47? So there is possibility he can have 23-25 year old child. Boys didn’t knew about her. But they meet her on his funeral. Frankie feels the urge to help her but he keeps falling for her. But she is so young and he is so broken and he thinks he should not be allowed even think about her let alone touch her. But her father was asshole and she have daddy issues so she fall hard for Frankie.

Thank you nonnie for the request 😊 I did change it around a bit but the concept it the same. Hope You enjoy 😉

Forbidden Fruit

Pairings: Frankie Morales x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving), cursing, mentions of death, flirting, age gap, angst, mutual pining, fluff.

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Frankie's hands twitched in his lap as he resisted the urge to reach out and touch you. To feel your warm supple skin beneath his fingertips as you writhe in pleasure below him. He’s never needed anything more in his life, and he hates himself for it.

He shouldn’t have these urges, especially not for you. You were his best friend's daughter for fuck sake, but he can’t help himself. Especially when you're sitting across from him, eyes sparkling as you laugh at something Benny had said. His hand curls into a fist as jealousy courses through his veins.

Tom had never mentioned having another daughter and so when you showed up they were all shocked. Him, even more so. You were smart and so damn beautiful which did not help Frankie at all with how he was feeling. He wanted you. Badly, but he wouldn’t let himself have you. He couldn’t. At least, not again. He didn’t know who you were that night.

***

Frankie sat at the bar nursing his beer when you sat beside him, a bright smile on your face. His eyes flickered over to where you sat - subtly checking you out from beneath his cap. Fuck, you were beautiful.

Your gaze turns to him and he focuses his attention back on his beer, hoping you hadn’t just caught him staring at you. “This place is busy, for being in the middle of nowhere,” you say before ordering yourself a drink. “And whatever he’s having.”

“Oh you don’t have to get me one,” he says a little flustered. “I don’t mind, honestly. So, are you from around here?”

“Yeah. Lived here all my life. Well, except when I was with the army.” He doesn’t notice but you stiffened a little at the mention of the army before shaking yourself off. “You’re not though,” he says matter of factly. “I would have noticed someone as beautiful as you.”

“Are you flirting with me?”

“Depends.”

“On what?”

“Whether you want me to or not.” He doesn’t know what’s come over him. He isn’t normally this forward. “Oh, I want you to.”

You spend the rest of the night drinking and laughing and he hasn’t felt this light in months. “So. Are you gonna invite me back to yours?” Frankie blanks for a minute. He hasn’t had anyone back at his since his wife left and he still hasn’t taken the pictures down.

You mistake his sudden quietness as rejection and slowly move off the bar stool grabbing your bag and denim jacket. “Maybe another time then?” You give him a wry smile before turning to leave but his hand on your wrist stops you. “Sorry, I spaced a little. How about we go to yours?”

“Sure.”

His hands are on you the minute you close the door to your hotel room. Skimming along the side of your curves his rough fingers graze the skin on your hip and it sends a shiver through you. “Need you Hermosa,” he whispers into your neck as his lips kiss along it.

Grabbing him by the shirt, you pull him with you until you reach your bed where you push him onto it. He leans up on his elbows, his lust-blown eyes flickering down over your form as you strip. His cock strains against the zipper of his jeans as your breasts bounce slightly. Fuck!

He hasn’t been with anyone in a while and fuck if you weren’t the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. His hands are itching to touch you and the thought of you wrapped around his aching cock has him surging forward. His hands grab at your breast and your ass and a moan slips past your lips when he wraps his own around your pebbled nipple.

“Oh fuck, Frankie. Please, baby, I need you.” He fumbles with the buttons on his shirt as you work his zipper and within seconds he’s bare before you. He suddenly feels exposed and he can feel a blush creep up his neck as your eyes take him in. Will she like what she sees?

“You’re so handsome, baby,” you whisper as you slowly move towards him, your hand reaching down between you to pump him. His head falls back between his shoulders as a groan slips past his lips. Fuck, your hand felt so much better than his.

“Can I taste you?” His eyes widened. The women he’s been with don’t normally like taking him in their mouths. Nodding his head you sink to your knees and lick a strip up his shaft. His body tingles and he can’t help the lewd moan that leaves his mouth.

“Fuck…feel so good.” His hand moves to your head grabbing your hair between his fingers as you bob your head up and down. The feel of your hot, wet mouth around him as you take him deep into your throat has his legs shaking and his grip on your head tightening, as his orgasm draws closer and closer.

“That’s it, baby. Take me so well. Just like that…Mierda. I’m gonna…fuck, I’m gonna come where do you…”

You pull off and pump him with your hand, “want you to come down my throat, Frankie.” Wrapping your mouth around him again you continue to pump him and with a string of curses, he comes hard; spilling into your throat.

“You were amazing, baby.” He says as he helps you stand, pulling you close and kissing you softly. “Wanna taste you now, Hermosa? Gonna need a minute before I fuck you.” With a nod of your head, you lay back on the bed and a small yelp escapes you as he pulls you towards him. He pushes your thighs apart and lifts your legs over his shoulders as he licks along your wet folds before burying his tongue inside you.

Fuck he knows what he’s doing. He alternates between licking and sucking and shoving his tongue inside you so that you are a complete and utter mess on the bed below him. Writhing in pleasure. That heat begins to form and you can feel yourself getting closer to that edge and you all but scream his name as the pleasure from your orgasm consumes you.

“Frankie.”

His tongue licks around his lips as he moves above you completely. You reach up and kiss him, tasting yourself on his tongue. You can feel him hard again as the tip of him nudges at your entrance. Putting your hands on his chest, you push him until he’s lying flat on his back.

Straddling his waist you grab his cock lining it up before slowly sinking onto him. Oh! His hands grip your hips as you begin to move above him - hips rocking over him. Sitting up he pulls your nipple into his mouth as he grabs you tight, pushing you down onto him.

“Oh Frankie I’m…I’m gonna..”

“That’s it, baby…come on my cock. Want to feel you soak me.”

“Fuck oh fuck!”

You shudder in his arms as your cunt clenched around him - his trusts becoming erratic- sending him over the edge. “Where?”

“Inside…please!”

“Ngh! Fuck baby.”

He comes hard coating your walls with a cry of your name. He brushes the hair off your face and captures your lips in a soft kiss before laying back - pulling you with him. His soft cock slips out of you and you nestle into his side.

Your rub circles into his chest with your fingers and he hums in contentment. “That was amazing. Best sex I’ve had in a long time.”

“Me too. How long are you in town?” He asks as he rests his hand on yours. “I…uh…I’m here for at least a week, maybe more. I’m not sure yet.”

“Well, if you want? I want to do this again.” A smile edges at your lips and you look up into his hazel brown eyes. “I’d like that.”

***

He can feel your gaze on him and he resists looking up at you, instead, he stands and makes his way inside to grab another beer. Get a fucking grip, Frankie. She’s just a woman.

“Who’s just a woman?” He jumps, spilling his beer down the front of his top. “I was just…I…nothing.” He grabs a cloth and rubs at the wet patch on his top, trying not to look at you.

“Frankie. Frankie, why are you avoiding me?” Anger begins to boil within him as he turns to face you, throwing the cloth onto the counter and stalking towards you. “You should have told me. If I had known who you were I…”

“You what? You wouldn’t have fucked me. Over and over again. Wouldn’t have spent this past week with me. Frankie, I didn’t know who you were. I wouldn’t have kept that from you.”

He huffs as stands a breath away, his hand resting on his hips. He takes his cap off and runs his fingers through his hair. “Fuck. This is so fucked. I shouldn’t have slept with you. You’re Tom's daughter. He was one of my best friends. This isn’t right, besides you're over ten years younger than me. It isn’t right.”

“That wasn’t an issue before and besides I’m not Tom's daughter. Not really. He fucked my mom years ago and then once he found out she was pregnant, left. All I got was a birthday card every three years. Not exactly dad of the year.”

“He’s still your dad. I can’t, I just can’t.”

You’re the one angry now as you move closer to him - finger poking his chest. “So that’s it then. You’re just gonna end….us, I thought you cared about me. I thought you might lo…”

He laughs. A cruel laugh that vibrates from his chest into our hands. “You thought I loved you. You were a great lay, nothing more. I think it’s best if you just leave. You’ll be gone by Monday and then we don’t have to see each other again.”

“You don’t have to be cruel to me Frankie just because you’re afraid. That’s not fair.” A sob escapes past your lips and you place a shaky hand over them to try and stop it. “You might not love me but I love you.”

Frankie can feel his chest restrict at your words. You love him? His heart beats hard against his chest and all he wants to do is reach out and touch you. Comfort you and tell you he does love you. That he wants to date you, build a life with you. That he’s thought of nothing else this week even when he was supposed to be grieving his friend.

You pull away from him completely and grab your coat and bag and leave, the front door slamming behind you. What the fuck have I done?

“Fuck Fish, that was harsh,” Santi says as he creeps up on him from the patio door. “So she’s the chick that you’ve been going on about. Damn. Couldn’t have called that one.”

“Yeah well, it’s over now.” Frankie fixes his cap and grabs another beer, taking a huge gulp. “You ended it? Why?”

Frankie turns his gaze to his friend, his eyebrow raised in confusion. “What do you mean, why? She’s Tom’s daughter for fuck sake and she’s too young.” He runs a hand down his face in exasperation. “I love her man.”

“Could’ve guessed that Fish. I’ve never seen you this happy. You weren’t even like this with Maria and she’s the mother of your child. Look, for what it’s worth, I don’t think Tom would care. He didn’t even mention her once in all the time we’ve known him. What does that tell you?”

“But she’s so young I…”

“No, she’s not. She is in her late twenties. I think you’re just scared and looking for an excuse at this point. You love her man. She loves you. It’s written all over her face clear as day. She hasn’t taken her eyes off you since she got here. What’s the problem?”

Frankie sighs, his eyes focused on a spot on the wall. “Fuck! I’ve ruined everything haven’t I?”

“You fucked up, but I wouldn’t say it’s ruined. Go after her and fix this. Just don’t forget to thank me in the wedding speech.” Santi claps Frankie on the back and tilts his head in the direction you just left. “Go. I’ll make excuses.”

“Thanks, man.”

***

You’d just hopped out of the shower when a frantic knocking on your door startled you. Who the hell? Standing on tiptoe you peek out only to find Frankie standing there, looking a mixture of fear and nervousness.

“What do you want Frankie? I’m tired.”

“I know, baby and I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. Please just let me in and I can explain.” Tears build behind your eyes again and you let out a deep sigh as you wrap your arms around yourself protectively. “I explain what? Haven’t you said enough?”

“I was an asshole. I didn’t mean anything I said. I love you. I fucking love you and I’m sorry for you what I said. Please baby, just let me have five minutes.”

Slowly opening the door, Frankie slips past you; his eyes taking in your form. Guilt eats away at him for the sad tired look on your face. Your eyes are red and puffy from crying and he fucking hates himself for doing that to you.

“Five minutes, Frankie.”

“I didn’t mean anything I said back at the house, I was just angry at myself for loving you. Tom was like a brother to me and then when Molly introduced you as his daughter….it nearly killed me. How could I, his best friend, fall in love with his daughter? I felt like I was betraying him. Still do, but I love you and I’ve never felt like this before. I want you, baby.”

He slowly approaches you now and when you show no signs of back away he slides his hand around your waist pulling you close. His other hand comes to rest on your face and his thumb rubs soothing circles into your skin. “Can you forgive me? If you do, I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for it. If not, then I’ll leave you be and never bother you again.”

Finally lifting your head you meet his gaze and you notice the tears slowly building in his eyes. “What if you get cold feet again? I won’t be able to handle that, Frankie. It would break me.”

“I won’t. I promise with all that I am, I’ll love you until the breath leaves my lungs. Longer. I’m in this for the long haul, if you’ll have me?”

A smile edges its way onto your face and you nod your head. “Yeah. I’ll have you. I love you, Frankie.”

“Fuck,” he says breathlessly as lips crash into yours kissing you passionately. “I love you too, baby. So fucking much.” He kisses you again and you wrap your arms around his neck, the towel falling to the ground. The rest of the night is a blur of lust and love and of bodies tangled in the sheets as he makes love to you over and over again.

It’s late - or early, depending on how you look at it - and you are both curled up in bed wrapped in each other’s arms. His hand cradles you into his side as his fingers run along the curves of your hips. Reaching down he tilts your chin towards him. “Te amo, mi amor,” he whispers lovingly as he kisses you softly. “Te amo, Frankie.”

As he lays there in the soft bed, you wrapped around him; he thanks whatever god is out there for bringing you into his life. He just hopes his friend isn’t too upset with him.

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(updated 11/10/18)

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My Hero Academia Main 3 Boys x Reader

Pairing: Main Trio x Reader; Bakugou Katsuki x Reader; midoriya Izuku x Reader; Todoroki Shoto x Reader

Status: Ongoing

Summary:  You’re finally getting to attend the school of your dreams, meeting great people along the way. You’re ready to prove to everyone you have what it takes to become a pro hero. You’re not looking for any love, but when does that stop it from finding you on it’s own? Reader insert centered around 3 main boys, Todoroki, Bakugou, and Midoriya

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Chapters:

Ch.1 - Test on the First Day of School?

Ch.2 - Battles of Heroes vs Villains 

Ch.3 - Class Rep and Field Trip Time!

Ch.4 - The Fight of U.S.J Part 1

Ch.5 - The Fight of U.S.J Part 2

Ch.6 - Battle’s Over but a New War Begins!

Ch.7 - The Big Day is Here!

Ch.8 - Giddy Up Horses, the Cavalry has Arrived!

Ch.9 -  Accidental Backstory?

Ch.10 - The Tournament has Begun!

Ch.11 - Let’s Get Ready to Rumble!

Ch.12 - Bakugou vs Uraraka

Ch.13 - Midoriya vs Todoroki

Ch.14 - Let’s Go, You Have a Match to Win

Ch.15 - Hakamata vs Bakugou

Ch.16 - Bakugou vs Todoroki(Who’s the greatest no one knows-)

Ch. 17 - Thank you, dad.

Ch. 18 - Code Names

Ch. 19 - coming soon

Fanart:

i. Todoroki x Reader 

ii. Midoriya x Reader

iii. Bakugou x Reader

iv. Reader

A yes the angst is good today 😌😌

Hello! For when requests are open, may I ask for some angst to fluff with Aizawa that he forgets a very important event of his S/O and instead he goes to a bar with Mic. His S/O try to contact him but he doesn't answer, when he finally remember it's too late and now Aizawa is trying to find the way to make it up to them. Thanks♥️

btw, can I be 🤠 anon?

A/N: hey 🤠 anon!! Sorry this took long sweetheart, I had a lot in the line. Hopefully, I did this right and hope you like it! I’m sorry for any misspellings and bad grammar! I’ll fix them later!

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SHOTA AIZAWA

You’re feeling so excited about your birthday, and you woke up first before him. Admiring him while his eyes rest— the alarm got off and you woke him up. You were smiling all gleefully and he was just grunting, “what time— is it?” He rubbed his eyes and slowly sat back up from the bed, slipping his slippers on. “It’s..8:17 am” you bit your lip to stop smiling, you were excited for some reason, mainly because you think he has a surprise for you. He massaged his head a bit and stood up, he groaned “god— I’m almost late for my meeting.”.

You watched him get ready for work and leave the house after giving you a peck on the cheek. You were thinking that this is just some kind of prank..he’ll come back, he’ll make a surprise for me, he’ll buy me something. You hoped and hoped, saying things in your head to keep you out of the horrible reality that he forgot your birthday. You didn’t really think that your birthday was that important, I mean you understood that he has to leave. But you just want a simple pail of validation on your birthday.

You also didn’t want your birthday to be that lonely and sad, so you made up a plan B, if he forgets— that’s fine! Because in the end, you can just celebrate with him. You decided to fix and prepare the house with decorations, it felt so lonely without him, you felt empty. Forgetting about reality, you just kept your hopes up and baked a cake to cope with your sadness.

Hours passed, and it’s already 6:08 pm, you were patient for almost an hour now, he should be here by now..where is he?

“Bland whiskey, no ice..” Aizawa said to the bartender, mic was worried for him, he wasn’t sure if Aizawa knew it’s your birthday. He was scared to ask, Ring..ring— Aizawa checked his phone, and it was you calling. He sighed and just left his phone on silent mode, Mic furrowed his brows in confusion, “Hey, are you alright bud?” Mic rests his hand on Aizawa's shoulder, the man was worried for his friend. “Did something happen with you and..y/n? It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it..” mic knows his boundaries. Aizawa looked at The blonde with a confused expression on his face, “what? What do you mean?”.

“What I mean is, weren’t you suppose to celebrate their birthday today?”

Aizawa choked on his drink and paused, mic patted his back and tried to help him. “It’s their birthday. Today.” He blinked a few times and stood up— slamming the bill on the table, then walking out the bar with his hands shoved into his pockets. Mic followed his friend and..it was his first time actually seeing Aizawa being stressed out for you. Aizawa was panicking, but he wasn’t really showing it, he didn’t know what to get you or what to do. Mic calmed him down and helped Aizawa plan a birthday event for you.

You didn’t know what to do, you just laid on the bed— staring at the ceiling, you couldn’t help but tear up. Your lips quivering as tears start to fall, you inhaled sharply and just closed your eyes to sleep and forget that this day ever happen.

After an hour passed, Aizawa finally arrived home— with flowers, snacks, and drinks. When he arrived, he saw the house was fully decorated, he felt so guilty for not doing all that for you. He called out your name and looked around the house for you until he saw you laying on the bed, sleeping. His heart just broke, he felt like a dick, he didn’t know what to do. He looked up so that his tears wouldn’t fall, “god— what’s wrong with me..” he huffed, then walked towards you and laying the things on top of the table. He sat down on the bed and rested his hand on your leg, he caressed it. His face is full of shame and guilt— he couldn’t do that much now since it’s too late. All he could do was lay down beside you, and look at you while he sobs quietly. He’s never been like this before, but you’re just so important to him. His big hand rests behind your head to pull you close to his chest and hug you. “I’m sorry..” he held you close “I just..I was stressed out and, I forgot..” his hands start to quiver insight, he whispers “and you’re so important to me, I’m sorry I didn’t know..”