BNHA/MHA One-Shots

⚠️SMUT⚠️ Present Mic (Hizashi Yamada) x Reader

(y/n)- your name (e/c)- eye color (h/c)- hair color

Hizashi was patiently waiting for you to join him for lunch. You were one of his favorite students- even if he knew he shouldn't be biased. He couldn't help it with you. You were so sweet and kind. So determined and brave. So beautiful, with your bright smile and sparkling (e/c) eyes, your (h/c) hair, the way you dressed and your precious voice. It was hard not to find anything to like.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when you set your lunch down on his desk, pulling up a seat to sit across from him.

"Hi Mic-Sensei!" You chirped happily, your usual bright smile on your face. Hizashi returned it without hesitation, sitting up and slipping off his sunglasses. He decided to wear contacts today.

"Hey (y/n), how's your day been? Great I hope!" Hizashi had noticed your eyes drift over him- he had his directional speaker off and his leather jacket was hung up on his chair, leaving him in his plain white tank top. He watched you shake your head and smile, nodding.

"Yeah, great! I'm almost going to graduate." You say, a reminiscent sigh escaping your lips, "I can't believe I've been here almost 4 years already. I'll be a full hero soon!"

"Oh, you already are (y/n)." Hizashi said, a fond smile on his lips, watching delightfully as your cheeks turned a nice rosy color.

"Oh hush!" You giggled, shaking your head, "Come on, eat up! Your breaks aren't very long."

"Yes, I know." The blond pouted, his emerald eyes still holding his smile, "I'm sorry about that kiddo! But a teacher's job is never over." You nodded in understanding, offering an apologetic smile. You knew he was exhausted from all the hard work.

Hizashi watched as you pulled out your lunch. He couldn't help but let his eyes linger, first at your lips. The curves seemed to look like they'd fit so well against his own. Down your throat to your chest. He couldn't help stare there often- they fit so well, pressing your breasts together and barely just peeking out from the undone buttons of your shirt.

Hizashi couldn't drift down much further than that, the desk blocking his line of sight. But he'd stared plenty before. Your hips and thighs in that small, tight skirt. Always swaying your hips around him, almost as if you were tempting him. He wondered if you were.

"Sensei?" Your small, quiet voice brought him out of it, looking up into your (e/c) orbs, "You um.. Y-You were staring.."

"Oh yes, forgive me." Hizashi sat up with some struggle. All the staring gave him a hard on, and his tight, leather pants were caging him almost painfully, "I must've zoned out!"

"Aren't you going to eat?" You leaned forward, your breasts resting atop his desk. Tempting. He recognized the look on your face, your eyes darkening a shade or two as your plush lips grew into a smirk.

"Maybe." Hizashi replied, biting his lip. He watched as you stood up, sauntering over to him with swaying hips.

"Sensei, you make it seem I don't notice how you stare." You said, placing your self on his lap, "Every time I happen to bend down, you always stare. When I'm walking by you pretend you're not watching, but I know you are." You said softly, popping a button with each word you said. You knew this was wrong, he was your teacher- but you were of age, and you knew what you wanted.

"(y-y/n)-" Hizashi stuttered, his eyes drifting down to the newly exposed skin with every button you undid. His hands were at the skin just below your skirt, which hiked up slightly when you sat. You shushed him immediately.

You stood up from his lap and instead sat on his desk, spreading your legs as you gazed at him lustfully, "Come on sensei.." you shivered as you watched his eyes grow darker, getting up quickly, the force of it causing his seat to toss back.

You watched as the blond went to his knees, pulling down your panties. You gasped at the cold air hitting your core, but it was quickly warmed up as Hizashi dove in.

You moaned, gripping the edges of the desk as his tongue toyed with your folds, occasional sucks and flicks to your clit. You were surprised at the feel of his piercing but it honestly just turned you on more. Your legs gave small twitches, your chest heaving already. The noises he was making didn't make it better.

Hizashi gave small groans and praises, eating you as if you were a five-star meal. Not that you were complaining. He seemed like he's had practice with this type of thing.

You jolted at feeling a finger slip into you, curling and prodding inside of you as he continued to lick and suck at your clit. You cried out, covering your mouth as he rocked your hips against his finger. You watched as the blond pulled away, his lips and a bit around his mouth covered in your mess.

You whined, grasping his gelled up hair and tugged him back down.

"M-More." Was all you could gasp out through your pleasured noises, and he obeyed willingly. He pressing in a second finger, thrusting them into you as he ran his tongue around your throbbing center, lapping up whatever slick slipped out.

You could feel the knot in your abdomen tighten, your breaths coming out fast and quick, your toes curling at the pleasure. The second he brushed against your g-spot was the second you let go, arching your back off the desk as you cried out, keeping his face between your legs.

Hizashi pulled out is fingers and immediately began to lap up your release, small slurps and hums coming from him. You shuddered and whined as he pulled away, licking his fingers clean. You sat up shakily, gazing down at his slicked face.

"How.. How was it?" You asked breathlessly and he gave you a crooked smile, helping you stand and slip your panties on again.

"Delicious.. Maybe next time you come I could have another try?" You smiled and shook your head, grabbing a napkin and cleaning your mess from his face before you pecked his lips.

"I'd like that." You mumbled, tossing the napkin before you packed up what was left of your lunch. You saved him bye as you skipped out his class, never having felt so exhilarated in your life.

You wondered what more you could do during his break.

Word Count: 1072 words