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It was a stupid thing to do, but it was just so tempting. After the last time he “disciplined” you, you were just curious about what would happen. All you did was lightly taunt him during dinner. In the moment, you just wanted to see his reaction; feeling confident that his first reaction wouldn’t be to take you to the police.
You expected him to tense up, possibly turn red in the face, when you teased him. Either that or growl a warning for you to stop. Neither happened. In fact, you thought you might’ve gotten away with it until later in the evening.
After dinner at the udon restaurant, after he took you shopping for what he considered “appropriate attire”, you were unsettled to find him leading you back to your apartment. He led the way, never hesitating or looking around at the nameplates in your apartment building. No, it definitely felt like he’d been there before and more than once.
Now you’re aware that he doesn’t plan to let you get away with teasing him. Seated on his lap with your back against his chest, your legs spread wide with your knees settled over the tops of his thighs, you can only quiver as he runs a hand along your inner thigh. Behind your back, your wrists are bound by your own panties.
You’re more exposed now than you were in the alley the night you met. Your clothes are lying in a messy pile on the floor along with his, Endeavor’s bare skin hot against yours. Rough, thick fingertips skim along your thigh and glide dangerous close to the warmth between your legs. There’s a rumble against your back as he chuckles, your hips anxiously squirming side to side when his hand starts to move away.
“Did you really think that there wouldn’t be consequences for acting like a brat?” His other hand presses against your lower abdomen when you try to buck your hips. “Use your words.”
“Please! I’m sorry! I won’t do that again!” The heat of his member pressing against your lower back makes you almost whine. You can feel how stiff he is and you intentionally rub back against him, trying to get him to do something.
“Such a needy little thing,” he taunts, resting his hand on your inner thigh again. Slowly gliding it inward, Endeavor continues. “I thought you learned your lesson the other night, but I see that you need more discipline. And to think that I considered giving you another reward tonight.”
“Please! Please, I want the reward! I’ll do anything!” The hand on your lower abdomen travels higher, to your breast, his thumb rubbing circles around your nipple. Biting your lip, you rock your hips as you try again to urge him to give you more.
“Stay still.” The command is growled and it’s your only warning before his hand leaves your thigh and gently smacks between your legs. Your back arches, a strangled yelp leaving your lips as his palm grinds against your cunt. There’s a quiet, wet sound as he lets your slick spread across his palm and he slowly drags his hand up, brushing against your clit before his hand pulls away again.
Your breathing is fast and uneven, legs tensed as you lean your head back against his shoulder. “Endeavor…please! Please!”
“You need to learn to be patient.” The pro hero leans down, bringing his lips to the side of your neck. Warm breath fans over your skin and he pats you again, almost groaning at the way you squirm and whine for him. “Now, first things first. You’re going to call me Enji. Say it so I know that you understand.”
“E…Enji!” His name leaves your lips in a desperate tone as he pats a little harder, the sudden impact against your clit creating a burst of pleasure. It isn’t enough, though. You move your hips, trying to grind back against him in the hopes of enticing him to just fuck you, but he isn’t going to give in.
“You need to be taught a lesson. I won’t let you get away with teasing me in public.” Endeavor’s hand draws back again and he begins to pat between your legs, firmly spanking your most sensitive area and falling into a steady rhythm.
Every smack brings sparks of pleasure, making your body heat up. Tension builds in your lower half and you continue to squirm on his lap. Your legs tense, toes curling, as you focus on each strike against your clit. The short bursts of stimulation are making you wetter, making your opening clench around emptiness as you tug at the bindings on your wrists behind you.
“I’m sorry! Enji, I’m sorry! Please! I need-!”
“I know exactly what you need,” he growls, shifting the strikes to your inner thigh. Endeavor grits his teeth, fighting against the urge to bend you over the edge of your bed and fuck you. A few smacks to your inner thigh and then a few to your other thigh, all while you squirm and grind against his cock. He can feel precum beading at the tip, feel how he’s beginning to pulse from the stimulation. Finishing on your back would be a waste so he knows that he needs to hold out until he can slip inside of you.
Your inner thighs are stinging, your pussy practically dripping. When his mouth brushes the side of your neck, you let out his name in a quiet moan and he finally seems to take pity on you. Endeavor’s hand settles on your thigh and the rough pad of his thumb presses against your clit, rubbing circles over it. At the same time, the hand on your chest teases the peak of your breast and massages your soft flesh.
When he hums in appreciation, you can feel the vibrations in his chest through your back. The heat between you causes sweat to bead on your skin, but you still lean against his chest and tip your head to the side for him. Endeavor chuckles, kissing and sucking on the crook of your neck. Drinking in the sound of you panting and whining for more.
“Such a needy little thing,” he taunts you. “I doubt that anyone else could satisfy you the way that I can. I know for a fact that I’m the only one who can give you the discipline and direction that you need.” As he speaks, his thumb leaves your clit and the tip of his middle finger eases between your lower lips. It’s quickly drenched in your slick and he easily slides it inside.
You clench around him on reflex, moaning and throwing your head back as you focus on the way his fingertip rubs against your inner walls. Rough, hot, thicker than you remembered. He lets you move, finally. Allowing you to bounce up and down, fucking yourself on his finger and chasing that high that you desperately need.
Your breath catches in your throat, a choked gasp escaping you, as he nudges another finger in alongside the first. The two thick fingers ease your pussy open wider and force your lips to spread more. The wet sounds of him churning your slick makes heat rush to your face. His palm is rubbing against your sensitive bud, fingers curling inside of you to search for that sensitive area so he can give you as much stimulation as possible.
Endeavor’s fingers are so thick. None of the people you’ve been with before have had such thick, powerful fingers. When he eases a third finger past your lower lips, it has you moaning and squirming on his lap. Gasps of it being too much, being spread too wide, as he drives three fingers in and out of your dripping cunt.
“You can take three,” he huffs, quickening the pace of his thrusts. “Just relax and focus on how good it feels. I need to get you nice and wet for me before I can fill you up myself.”
It hurts a little at first, but as he falls into a steady rhythm of pushing them in and out of you, it slowly begins to feel good again. Your hips move up and down subconsciously, letting his fingertips rub against your walls as his palm grinds against your clit. The pleasure builds in your lower half like a warm ball of tension that coils tighter and tighter with each thrust.
“Don’t hold back, Y/N.” Endeavor’s lips brush against the base of your right horn and it sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. He can feel the affect it has on you and smirks. His tongue caresses the small, dark horn and the stimulation finally nudges you over the edge, granting you your first climax of the night.
Your walls clench tightly around his fingers, your back arching as you moan. The juices of your release gush out, running down his fingers and to his knuckles. Quivering, you go limp against his chest and struggle to steady your breathing. You’ve never had your horns touched that way before and you never expected it to feel so amazing.
“Good,” he praises you, slowly slipping his fingers out. Endeavor gently repositions you in his lap so you’re facing him, your legs wrapping around his waist on reflex. His hands settle on your hips and guide you to lift them, the tip of his cock quickly slipping between your lower lips. The pro hero slides you down, pushing into you and spreading your inner walls again. Pushing in more and more until your lower lips are kissing the base of his cock.
With him buried in your tight, wet opening, you tilt your head back and your eyelids flutter. Feeling your pussy stuffed with his thick member, the heat of his skin pressed tight against your sensitive walls, you can feel a quiver run through your whole body. When he starts to move, your lips fall open and a thin smoke issues from your throat.
The sight of the smoke nearly breaks his self-control and he groans, fingertips digging into your hips. Endeavor’s sharp teal eyes stare at the swirling smoke and he begins to move you on his lap. He guides you to ride him, while at the same time, moving his own hips. You’re bouncing on his lap, your pussy sliding along the length of his member like you’re a toy.
Your eyes lower from his as your pulse races, taking in the sight of his bare chest. Beads of sweat rolling down the chiseled muscles of his abs and pecs, watching how his stomach muscles tense when he makes you bounce faster. The pro hero’s thick cock massages your inner walls on all sides, the head catching against an area that has your hands clenching behind your back as you pant.
With an upward twitch of his lips, Endeavor slips a hand from your hip to your ass and gives your left cheek a sharp slap. A yelp escapes you and your hips roll, letting him hit deeper for a moment. “I should make you do all of the work. Maybe then you would be more grateful.”
“Enji! Enji, please!” You’re not even sure what you’re begging for, but you can’t stop repeating his name. The pleasure of his thrusts blends with the slight pain of him slapping your ass again, his fingers digging into your flesh and gently massaging the area. Leaning forward against his chest, your clit presses against him and it sends sparks of pleasure straight to your core.
“You’re not just needy. You’re a greedy little thing,” he murmurs, rocking his hips up and fucking into you. “I haven’t even gotten off yet and you’re demanding to cum a second time?” Endeavor leans down to your ear and the hand on your ass slides along your back, his arm pressing you closer against his chest. “Maybe I shouldn’t let you cum this time. Maybe I should teach you to appreciate what I give you.”
“No! Please! I-!” The words die on your tongue as more smoke spills out of your lips, your head falling back as he begins to thrust faster. His pace is rough and fast, his cock plunging in and out of you as he churns your slick to cream. You’re panting and your thighs are shaking as you feel yourself being urged towards a second release, despite his words. “Thank you! Thank you, Enji! Thank you!”
“You’d better really appreciate this one,” he chastises you, slipping his other hand from your hip. His thumb presses against your clit like before and he only has to rub it a few times before you unravel. Your cunt spasms around his cock, squeezing and soaking him in your release. You fall limp against his chest and he decides to tease you through your climax.
The feeling of his tongue against the base of your left horn draws out your release, making it last longer than before. He’s still thrusting into you, even as you you protest that you’re too sensitive. He pins you to his chest and roughly continues, his lips pressing against the hair and scalp around your horn’s base.
He begins to pulse inside of you, his skin growing hotter as he nears his own climax. Endeavor moves his hand away from your clit and grips your chin, smashing his lips against yours. His hips stutter and moments later, he thrusts in as deep as possible. Heat pours into your pussy, pump after pump. Though you start to squirm, he keeps you pinned in place until he groans with satisfaction.
His cum starts to run down your inner thighs and Endeavor huffs. He collects it onto his thumb and lifts his hand to your lips, giving you an expectant stare until you hesitantly lick it off. Lying back on your bed, he lets you lie on top of him and he rests a hand on your upper back. “Tomorrow. I expect you to behave yourself when we go for dinner.”