Oh Boy

Oh boy

Oh boy

You guys know what this means

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♡Devoured by the flames...♡

♡Toya Todoroki x Male!reader♡

Female version here!!

In case anyone would like a quick reminder on what he sounds like here is a video I found of some of his voicelines incase you want to listen to that and then read this

♧Stuff this will include♧: Aphrodisiacs, face riding, sub!Dabi x Dom!reader,

◇People under 18 should not interact nor should females◇

♤Enjoy at your own risk♤

You hate paperwork.

So many reports, so many essays. After every long misson, you had to write a report about how it went, things you encountered, anything you learned. Being a hero had its downsides, but so does everything, you suppose. No matter what you did in life, there were always pros and cons.

Sighing, you lean back on your chair, tilting your head back as you stare at the ceiling and run a hand through your hair. Its messy. You groan. Of course it is. It seems like your whole life has turned around since you became a hero. You've pretty much lost all contact with your friends, your family, anyone you had in your life before all this. And how could you? You were so busy all the time. You couldn't even make plans with someone without canceling last second because you would get called to your agency for something.

So many things were different now.

You can't help but wonder what it would be like to leave. Maybe fake your death? It was probably to early for you to retire. What if you ran away? You could change your whole identity.

You sigh, taking your hands off of your head as you stand up from your chair. "Alright. Thirty minutes of paperwork. I can probably take a small break now." You mutter to yourself. You look out the window, your eyes widening. "Huh?! Its night! How long have I been working?!" You groan again, shutting your eyes in frustration. "Dammit." You huff.

"Coffee?" Your assistant says, placing the cup on your desk. For some reason, his voice is different. Its more low, deep, and sexy? Your assistant wears a long button down white shirt, black slacks and a face mask. The only light in the room was a dimly lit lamp you used to shine light on your reports with, so you couldn't really make out his face anyway.

You sigh, picking up the cup and taking a large sip from the cup, not caring how you looked or how you came off. "Thanks." You finally huff out after you place the now empty cup back on the desk. Your assistant places his hands on your desk, tilting his head to the right. "Looks like you had a long night, sir." He says in a low tone, making you raise an eyebrow.

"Yep. Just the same old stuff. Paperwork, reports, stuff like that." You say in a tired tone of voice as you plop yourself down on your office chair. Your assistant walks around the desk and over to you, sitting on the floor infront of you. "You seem stressed." He observes. "Thanks, captain obvious." You grumble out, rubbing the bridge between your nose.

You suddenly feel...Hot. Horny. You feel suddenly turned on, casually growing a boner. Hold on...

That fucker put something in your drink.

You feel as his hands grab your knees, slowly sliding his hands up to your thighs. "Would you...maybe like me to take some of that stress away?" He asks, a slight seductive tone to his voice. You grab his hands, gripping them tightly. You were a pro hero, and you weren't about to let this fucker take advantage of you.

"What the hell did you put in my drink?" You growl out, your own hands squeezing his with a death grip. He lets out a low chuckle, not seeming to mind the strength of your grip. "Nothin." He murmurs, enjoying how you get so angry and worked up over him.

Then it hits you.Your assistant clocked out earlier today. This wasn't him. His voice belongs to someone else. You quickly rip off his face mask, throwing him to the ground and using your boot to stomp on his chest, keeping him pinned down. You grab the lamp, then shine it in his face...

"Toya." You huff, rubbing the bridge between your nose. Of course it had to be him. It always is. The man grins devilishly up at you, his bright cyan eyes filled with mischief and lust. "Took you long enough to notice, handsome." He growls out, grabbing your ankle and lifting your foot up and off of him.

He sits up, looking up at you as you sit back down onto your office chair. You groan, placing your face on your hands. He looks up and you, watching your face intensely as he spread your legs open and rests his head on your inner thigh.

"Toya, no, I don't have time to fuck you tonight." You swat his hands away, grabbing his hair and yanking his head back. The drug he gave you...damn it. The aphrodisiacs are really kicking in. During your relationship with Toya, you found out he adores being taken care of. He loves it when you praise him, degrade him, ride him or his face, or fuck him so hard he can't walk anymore. Other times, he loves digging his face into your ass, shoving his fingers or tongue into you.

He really gave you a whole other definition of switch.

Toya groans, shoving your legs open again. "Its just us in your agency, handsome. No one would hear." He says seductively, moving his hands back onto your thighs and up towards the waistband of your pants and boxers. He smirks. "Besides," His fingertips trace the outline of your cock. "Wouldn't you like me to take care of your problem?" He says seductively.

You glare down at him. God dammit, he was so hard to say no to. You sigh, taking his hands off your thighs once again. "Get on the floor. You have ten minutes to make me cum, then your done. Got it?" Toya nods vigorously, a mischievous grin growing on his face. He knew it was just a matter of time before you agreed.

Toya lays down on the floor, watching you closely as you close the windows to your office. He didn't stop you. After all, he was a villain and you were a hero. There would be trouble for both of you if anyone saw. You begin to slowly rid yourself of your belt, placing it ontop of your desk and keeping it relatively close incase Toya needed to be spanked.

You slip off your pants, letting them pool around your feet, then finally throw off your boxers. Toya grins devilishly, looking up at you with pure lust in his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at him. "Don't look so excited. You have ten minutes, remember?" You say, hovering your cock over his mouth. Toya struggles to keep his hands to himself, wanting so fucking badly to grab your thighs and shove you down on his tongue, really wanting to suck on you like a lollipop.

You then finally sit down onto his face. You feel his staples graze and press against your inner thighs, poking uncomfortably. The pain is soon replaced by pleasure as Toya flicks his tongue against your slit.

Toya slowly begins to lick and suck on your cock, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate circles around your shaft. He can feel your body trembling against him and he knows that you're enjoying every second of this. "You taste so good," he says between licks, his voice rough between your thighs.

Toya continues to lavish attention on your cock, his tongue occasionally flicking the head of your cock. He can feel the heat and the wetness of your arousal inside his mouth and it's driving him wild. "Your pre is so sweet," he moans, his tongue swirling around your tip. "I could do this all day."

You groan, biting your lip. He's too good at this. You can already feel the hot coil in your abdomen build up, and it hasn't even been five minutes. Toya continues to lick and lap at your shaft like a starved man or a thirsty dog. "Just wondering," He groans out, muffled by your cock. "If I make you cum before the ten minutes are up, do I get to sit on your face?" Toya asks, slowly beginning to suck on your shaft, lewd noises coming from it.

You pull and tug on his hair, needing something to hold onto. "I'll think about it..." you moan out, beginning to grind your hips onto Toya's face. As Toya continues to eat you out, he starts to fantasize about the idea of him riding your face. The thought of it makes him even more excited and he picks up the pace, his tongue moving faster and more forcefully.

Toya continues to suck you off, his tongue flattening against you. He can feel your body shaking with pleasure, and he knows that you're getting close. "That's it," he says, his breath hot against your skin. "Let go for me. I want to feel you cum on my tongue." You really never gave him permission to talk, but you don't care currently.

Toya reaches up and grabs your hips, pulling you deep and closer to his face as he now deepthroats you. He's devouring you now, his tongue moving in quick, firm strokes. He can feel your body tensing up, and he knows that you're on the edge of orgasm. "Cum for me, baby," he whispers, his lips brushing against your sensitive skin. "Let me taste your pleasure. Please, i need you taste you so fucking bad..." He growls out, wanting so badly to palm his hard on, but not wanting to feel your wrath.

Toya knows that you're about to come undone, and he's ready to push you over the edge. He starts to use his fingers, using them to toy with your balls, cupping and stroking them.Your eyes shoot open, letting out a silent scream as you feel orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks.

You spill out hot ropes of cup into Toya's mouth and all over his face, and he immediately drinks it up like the dog he is, even moaning at the taste of you.

He stops when you tug on his hair, signaling your done and he needs to stop. Toya helps you sit down, grabbing a few tissues to help you clean up. You pant slightly, closing your eyes as you relax into his touch.

Its only been nine minutes.

Toya grins devilishly and runs his fingers down your collarbone while pushing you back onto the floor. "My turn." He says.

Fuck.