Todoroki x F!Reader | Teasing | Lemon

For a friend, ‘cause we were discussing the final exam when Todo got tied up, and she mentioned she wanted Todoroki to break out the scarves and punish her if she ever tied him up. 

NSFW, slight daddy kink, light dubcon in the beginning

Todoroki wakes up to nothing but darkness and a strange sense of walls closing in around him. His body strains with each heavy inhale, as if something bound and constricted his movements; and as wraps dig into the bare skin of lean muscular arms, he can tell that’s the case. He hangs carelessly, suspended by the scarves that fasten his hands behind his back, and gravity becomes something he’s much more aware of as his feet kick and swing freely with his struggling. If he stretches his legs, his feet barely skim the rough ground under him before he loses its connection.

Suddenly, the clacking of heels against cemented ground brings his attention to the side of him. He stops his movements, something akin to dread settling over him, and he calls out to the intruder.

“Who’s there?”

Silence.

“Tell me.”

Once again, it’s the silence, only broken by foreboding footsteps, that forces his struggle to continue with increased fervor. Then, he feels the touch of a firm hand and smooth fingers around his bicep, and it slowly travels to feel every dip and tense muscle. It settles on his chest and curve and strokes against the raised pectoral before threatening to slip under his black tank. A gasp leaves his mouth as perverse fingers drag over his defenseless nipple and pinch the tender peak.

“I can burn through these in a second,” is the threat that leaves his lips, and he licks the dryness from chapped pink bends away before adding, “and you’ll regret when I do.”

There’s soft laughter as they pull away, and he calms now that the imminent threat is gone. His bluff still hangs on his tongue as he tries to decipher what to do next. Whether to attempt his threat anyway despite lacking knowledge of exactly what could be lying in wait for him should he burn through his restraints.

His thoughts come to a screeching halt when the same hand returns and cups his groin and squeeze with a shocking precision over his sensitive head. Pressure and friction build around him with the pull of his cock and the steady massaging following the path provided by the hefty bulk between his leg. His breath cracks and hitches, and pale porcelain cheeks begin to glow red with frustration and the sudden pleasure being forced upon him until it became too much to handle.

Shock and frustration overwhelming him, his quirk ignites in a flare of fire that burns through his confines. He drops clumsily on his feet, but it takes only seconds for him to regain his composure and grab the figure by the shoulders. The clanging of metal fills his ears as he rushes forward and slams his enemy to the wall, fingers dig into rounded shoulders and nearly breaks through the quickly yielding skin, but it’s the frightened squeal that leaves them that makes him pause his assault just as his blindfold burns completely through and cascades to the floor between him and his adversary.

Blue and grey widen. Todoroki can’t think of anything to say as your familiar features register along with the dull, plain inside of the groundkeeper’s shed. “You…”

“Shouto-kun…” you breathe out, your breasts heaving against his chest as he holds you up against the wall by the collar of your shirt. Slowly, he releases your shirt, a look of confusion, anger, and embarrassment overshadowing his normally indifferent expression.

“You better have a good explanation for this,” he scolds, pointed and irritated, his impatience growing every second you take to explain yourself.

“Calm down, Shouto. I was only trying to tease you,” you purr, drawing a single finger down his neck before hooking it in his shirt collar. You peer down, noting the outlining of a beginning hard-on pressing up against his boxers. “Looks to me like you enjoyed it.”

“All of this was supposed to be…teasing?” he confirms with disbelief, and you nod with a mischievous grin. Your amusement dies when a growl leaves his throat, and you’re once again pushed back into the wall face first. His hand grips your wrist and roughly draws your arm behind your back. His broad frame presses against your back, falling in line with your body as he smothers you against the wall. His breath is hot along your neck, his voice deep and low, tempting you with his sultry sound. “You should know better than anyone that I don’t like being teased, princess.”

He reaches forward, his right hand trailing over your thighs and leaving circles of goosebumps over your skin with the tips of his fingers. You shiver with the plunge of the same hand into your shorts, and he parts your inner lips. The chill comes over you unmercifully, making you shudder violently, and the cool air that breezes in your ear with his chuckle makes you whimper with want. Warmth grips your ass and then moves to cup your breast, and his heat seeps through the fabric of your shirt and spreads through your breast. He pinches and tweaks the nub, dancing over it with his thumb until it perks against the thin layers of your clothes, and you softly moan his name.

“Shouto, please,” you mewl, relishing the way his arms fully enclose around you and how his forehead presses against the back of your head.

“Let’s see how much you like being the one toyed with, love,” he whispers and brings his left hand over your eyes and blinds you to everything except the extremely thin streams over light the breaks through the creases between his fingers.

Todoroki slips his fingers inside of you, stroking and playing inside your pussy. Your juices begin to collect on his fingers as your natural heat fights for control over the light cold on his fingertips. The battle only makes your cunt pulse and clench harder. You squirm and buck into his hand, a whine drawing from your lips, and he savors the desperateness you roll your hips against his open palm.

“Are you really that desperate to cum—you’re such a dirty girl,” he taunts then his tongue ghosts past the shell of your ear. “I wonder how your parents would feel knowing they raised such a slut. Does your father know his daughter calls me daddy, too?”

Todoroki starts a deliberately slow grinding of his crotch against your ass. “You’re so hungry for cock that’d you go through any lengths to get it, wouldn’t you?”

“Shouto,” you moan, wiggling your hips back against him for more friction provided by the thick pulsing cock that you knew was awaiting to satiate the hunger that burned in your innermost parts.

“Answer me first, princess, and I’ll give you what you want. Are you hungry for my cock?”

You squeeze your eyes tightly, your lashes fluttering against his palm. “Y-Yes, I’m desperate for your cock, please, I need it bad, daddy.”

Satisfied, he hums in your ear, and you whimper as he drags down your shorts and panties and let them fall around your ankles before he lets his own undergarments fall around his feet. Overbearing heat slides between your legs, stroking and massaging against your dripping pussy. His cock curves perfectly along your part and throbs with a gentle drumming that you can feel along your engorged clit as he collects your feminine juices before he sheathes himself in with a deep thrust that hits all the way to your core and leaves you crying with an open-mouthed sob as he drags out of you inch by inch and thrusts all the way back in without warning.

Your cunt stretches around the girth of his cock, and it leaves you with a swollen pink tip dripping in both of your juices before he teases his head back in and out your tight pussy. A throaty growl leaves him, and he grips your asses, digging into the meat of your round cheek as he pumps. The slick sounds of your sexes meeting fill your ears as his groin snaps against your ass and balls slap against you with each impatient rut of his hips.

“You’re so tight,” he moans, burying his hand against your shoulder to muffle his own moans. You mewl, fisting up your hands as he throbs painfully hard inside of you, and it stretches against every corner of you and leaves you overly full and stretched.

“Your cock is just too big,” you reply and squeeze tighter around him with a whimper.

He smirks against your neck and presses a tender kiss to the back of it. “And you’re so good taking it all, princess.”

“Ah, t-thank you, daddy.”

Todoroki thrusts into you hard, and you lift on your tiptoes to ease the rough strike against your innermost wall. Your heels clack back against the floor as he pulls out before you have to lift on your feet all over again with the next buck and the next that has your body grinding up and down against the hard, gravely wall of the building, leaving snatches and loose strands pulling from your clothes and tiny scars against your palms as you try to steady your palms flat against it, and you gasp and suck up drool as the pleasure increases and spurs the warning signs of your oncoming orgasm.

“S-Shouto, don’t stop.”

You pant before biting roughly into your bottom lip as the ball in your stomach begins to tighten and tighten into a blissful knot on the verge of snapping and sending you over the edge. He wraps his free hand around you, keeping the other clamped over your eyes, and begins to tease your clit to catch you up to his own nearing end.

You tense and your legs squeeze around his palm before a flood of wetness drains down his cock, and each little movement you make hugs your spasming pussy tight around his pulsing member. His seed bursts inside of you, coating you from deep inside and leaving nothing untouched as his come overflows and waterfalls out your still aching cunt and leaves streams of white spilling down your thighs. He rests his head against your back, his heavy breathing in your ear as you both try to catch your breath. Todoroki wraps his arms around your waist.

“Princess,” he murmurs against your skin, pressing soft kisses to your back, and you mumble an exhausted “yes” in reply. He swallows thickly, still enjoying being wrapped in your heat. “Next time, just ask if you want to tie me up so bad.”