Can I request domestic life, black s/o with bakugou and hawks having 3 sets of twins(4 boys 2 girls) all with strong quirks and strong personalities like them. Ending with nsfw and them finally getting some alone time without the kids.

Everyday Hawks asks himself why the hell he had so many Damn children.

His answer? Because he loves kids and wanted to be a family man.

Let his twin flame tell it? Because he has a breeding kink.

To cap it off, they all had some combination Of both of your powerful quirks. All three sets of twins had Hawks’ wings in various colors. It seemed he was destined to birth all prodigies as all six of his children displayed their quirks early.

Hawks couldn’t have been more proud or felt more blessed. He loved all his chicks, but my lord...

THUMP!

“Keito! Kaito! What are you two doing?”

.........

“Kaito! Keito—“

“Nothing!”

It wasn’t nothing.

When Keigo went upstairs, the two (your h/c) twins had managed to knock over their entire toy chest.

Dozens of blue and red feathers hovered in the air as two pairs of wide (e/c) eyes stared back at him.

👉🏻“He did it!”👈🏻

Keigo just sighed and rubbed his forehead

“I don’t care who did it, just clean it up.”

“Yes sir!”

“Keigo!!!”

That was you calling for him.

Keigo flew downstairs to see you looking somewhere between exasperated and exhausted

You simply pointed at the ceiling where your infant twin daughters had floated up to the rafters.

“It’s amazing that they can already fly at one.” Keigo marveled proudly.

“Yeah they’re regular prodigies, just like they’re daddy,” you sighed, tiredly. “Just get them down, please.”

“Ok daddies’ little chickadees,” he flew up toward the ceiling To grab the giggling baby girls.

He nuzzled their blonde hair. “My little chicks. Please don’t scare mommy like that.”

“I told you we need to get baby leashes for them.”

“We are not putting our kids on leashes like dogs, y/n.” He passed you the babies. “Remember, there are no locked cages in our house.” He grinned, cheekily.

You shook your head with a small smile. “Why did I let you pump six kids into me?”

“Hmm,” he wrapped an arm around your waist, his amber eyes growing seductive. “Want me to remind you?”

You giggled. “Kei—“

“Mommy! Daddy!”

That was your second set of twin boys

You and Keigo glanced at each other, panicked, and ran outside.

Once you two made it to the back yard, you were met with your eldest two twins. Neither of you could believe what you were seeing. The humongous tree house—more like a god damn tree mansion—that Hawks had constructed for the eldest children was completely bottomed out.

The floor of half of it decorating the ground and two by fours hanging from the sturdy branches like Christmas ornaments.

“H-how,” you muttered in disbelief, “just...how...?”

Hawks appeared to be near tears.

“It took me almost a year to build that thing...”

The six year olds flew up to you both, talking animatedly over each other.

“Mommy, Kato and me were playin’ heroes, and-and Kaya was tryin’ to do Daddie’s feather sword move an-“

“Nah uh Kano! That’s not what happened, you were tryin’ to do uncle Enji’s moves, and then, and then-“

“And Kato, and..”

Their explanations overlapped into an incoherent mess that only served to leave you and Hawks with more questions than answers.

The two of you glanced tiredly at each other. Pretty much in a silent agreement that you both needed a break.

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“Do you think Mirko is ok?” You asked worriedly, as you removed yourself earrings.

“Trust me, if anybody has the energy to handle our chicks, it’s Rumi.” Hawks replied, snatching off his tie.

The two of you had just come back from dinner at one of your favorite upscale restaurants. Hawks had truly gone all out, getting you a room at an upscale hotel and spa.

Mirko had luckily jumped at the chance to babysit her favorite baby carrots, allowing the two of you a much needed evening out.

“I know, but I’m just worried. She hasn’t texted me in three hours...”

“Whelp, either our kids killed her or there’s nothing wrong,” Hawks quipped.

You shot him a withering glance. “Very funny, Keigo. I’m gonna call her.”

Just as you whipped out your phone, a tickle along you leg made you pause. Another ran down your arm. Then along your neck.

“Stop it, Kei.” You giggled, swatting his crimson feathers before they could make their way up your skirt.

“I can’t help it, babe,” hawks mumbled back, he reached to grab your hips. “You’re so fucking sexy when you’re in concerned Mom mode.”

He pulled you on to the bed until you were straddling his hips. “Those motherly instincts are what drew me in.”

You rolled your eyes, fighting back a smile.

“Well, that,” his amber eyes grew hazy with lust, “and how fucking sexy you are.”

Pinching your soft stomach, you shot back; “Oh yeah, six kids later, and I’m a regular Instagram model.”

In a flash, your husband had you flipped on your back.

“Nah, baby, you’re better than any IG model. ‘Cuz you’re real.”

His scarred hands slid along your thighs. You shivered as his avian golden eyed gaze held on to your own. The scruff of his goatee tickled your thighs as he kissed the soft flesh, kneading it.

“Ahh Kei~”

“This body,” he slurped harshly against the dark skin of your hips and pelvis, “has given me six of the greatest blessings in my life.”

His fingers danced it’s way towards your dripping womanhood. A sweet sigh slipped from your lips when you felt two of them enter your heat.

“You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, y/n.”

His thumb pressed against your clit, setting your body on fire. You were already clenching his pumping fingers. His tongue slipped around your nipples, tickling your nerves once more.

“So yes,” he glanced back up at you, “you are fucking sexy to me, Lovebird. And I haven’t been able to fuck this body proper in a long time. So fuck the phone, fuck calling Mirko, fuck everything.”

He hoisted himself on top of you, his erection gliding against your pulsing clit and wet lips. The fire in your womanhood was absolutely raging now.

Fuck, you needed him.

“Let me fuck the shit out of you,” he smirked down at you, “the way we used to fuck before the kids.”

Well shit, when he put it like that, who were you to protest?

You snatched off Keigo’s white button down in seconds. Your dressed was tossed aside and in seconds, your legs were wrapped around Keigo’s trim waist.

“I got you, babe.” He mumbled into your ear.

With a powerful thrust, he plunged deep into you. A sharp pleasure shot through your entire body.

He ground his hips hard, fast, and deep against the friction of your gushy grip.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—oh my goddd..”

You cursed. The pain of Keigo’s teeth in your neck, juxtaposed with the sweet pleasure he was assaulting your pussy with.

“My baby,” he moaned against your neck, his breath hot against your skin. “Feels so fucking good, fucking amazing...”

“Don’t. You. Dare. Cum. In. Me.”

You managed between his powerful thrusts. You tried to glare at him, but he felt too good inside you to manage anything other than desire.

He pushed himself up to his knees and pulled your legs apart.

His sexy smirk aimed at your blissed out face.

“Make a pretty face for me to come on then, Lovebird.”

He slammed into you even harder. His thick dick hitting your g-spot with every stroke.

“Ah, god, Keigo!”

Your loud moans mounted into breathy screams.

“Oh yeah, that’s the spot isn’t it, Lovebird?”

“Right—fuck—right there, Daddy~”

“Yeah?” He groaned.

Somehow, even with his orgasm clearly approaching, he kept his eyes on you. You could barely hold your own open as Hawks’ strokes you to your orgasm.

His red feathers flared out, ruffling. That was it. That made you snap.

Your orgasm closed in on you, bathing you in ecstasy.

Hawks was right behind you. He slid out of your grip and shot his thick, hot load all over your panting lips and heaving breasts.

“Shiiit.” He sighed before sinking down on top of you.

The pair of you lie in the afterglow of your mutual orgasms. Hawks cradled you in his arm, wrapping the both of you in his soft wings.

“Do we have to go back?” You asked.

Hawks chuckled, kissing your kinky curls. “We do, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Yeah,” you smiled, “we wouldn’t.”

((This was a very difficult to do but it was also very cute. So thank you for that request I hope you like it))

idk if this is too filthy but maybe the main three with an s/o who loves head (whether it’s giving or receiving), has a high sex drive and has an oral fixation

Ooo yandere kiri with his grotto got me thinking... his black darling wants to go into the grotto but hes about to leave for work so she gets an attitude so kiri fucks the attitude out of her for being a brat in the grotto. Hope this made sense thank you in advance!

(Ooh Girl, I snapped on this one. I got INTO this one. My lord it was so good to me)

“Babe, where’s my face guard?” Kirishima asked as he gathered up his work bag.

“I don’t know.” You mumbled from your place on the couch, flipping through the channels.

“What do you mean you don’t know? You said you put up my costume the other night.”

“Well, I ain’t see the face guard...” you rolled your eyes, which gave Kirishima pause.

“What’s wrong with you baby girl?” He asked gently, walking over to you.

“Do you remember what you promised me last weekend?”

“Umm..”

You shot him a pouty glare.

“You promised I could swim in the pool this week!”

Kirishima gave you a look of disbelief. “Is that what this is all about? Aww baby, daddy didn’t mean to break his promise. He’s just been really busy with work, you know that.”

You said nothing as you crossed your arms and rolled your eyes.

“You’re adorable, Pebbles.” He grinned, leaning down to grab your chin. “Look, daddy will let you play in the pool allll weekend when I get back. If you’re good, I’ll even let Katsuki’s baby girl come over to play with you. Would you like that?”

“I’d like to play in the damn pool today.” You shot back.

“And I’d like my mouth guard. So, why don’t you help daddy find it.”

“I don’t know where it is.”

“Boo bear,” Kirishima clucked his tongue. “Come on. You know you can always use the indoor pool.”

“I don’t wanna use the indoor pool,” you shrugged away from his wandering hands. “I want to use the grotto.”

“And I want to find my mouth guard, baby, but somebody is being a cute little brat.” He tucked your chin once more.

Popping your mouth you shot back: “Well I guess neither one of us is getting what we want.”

Kirishima’s ruby eyes and handsome features hardened, a frown tugged at his lips.

Good. That was his problem. He always took you as a joke.

“Now, baby,” he said in a warning tone. Like a parent about to chastise a child. “This little attitude of yours is going too far. Help me find my mouth guard.”

You stood from the couch and stepped around his towering frame.

“I’m gonna go upstairs to read,” you tossed over your shoulder, “if I see it I’ll let you know.”

“Y/n.” Kirishima called after you, his voice was demanding and strong.

You stiffened a bit but didn’t stop your ascent upstairs.

From downstairs you could hear Kirishima on the phone as you flipped through your new book. You couldn’t make out what he was saying, but you wondered if he would leave you alone now.

Soon, the sound of heavy footfalls made their way to your room.

“Y/n,” Kirishima called.

You said nothing.

“Pebbles, come on out. You’re being ridiculous.

“No I’m not!” You shot back. “I don’t ask for anything! I’m a good girl and you can’t even do something as simple as let me use the pool when you’re gone.”

You were pushing it and you knew it, but if you were going to be forced to stay here against your will, then the least you could do was make your captor’s life a little harder when you could.

“Don’t make me come in there, y/n.”

A couple minutes ticked by. You almost wondered if the asshole had just given up, and gone to look for the damn mouth guard himself.

CLUNK

You jumped, head snapping in the direction of the sound. The doorknob of your door had been knocked off, and a smirking Kirishima now stood in the door frame.

The softness of his expression coupled with the aggressive action had you scurrying into an upward position.

“D-daddy, you-you promised not to use your quirk on my stuff.”

“Well, Pebbles, this is a different circumstance. After all, you promised to be a good girl, and you’re not exactly keeping your word, now are you?”

You gulped as Kirishima advanced on you, black boots making an intimidating stomp against the wood floors.

“Daddy, wha-ahh!” A short shriek climbed from your throat as he threw you over his broad shoulder.

“You wanna act like a brat, I’ll treat you like a fuckin’ brat.”

You shivered at the threatening edge in his voice. As he carried you out the room, his semi-hardened palm slammed against your jiggling ass with heavy SMACKS.

One for each step the two of you descended. You yelped as the sting lingered on your delicate flesh.

Holy shit.

And this was him holding back for now.

He carried you outside to the massive in-ground swimming pool with the cavernous stone grotto and waterfall attached. Sitting you down in one of the beach chairs that sat beside the pool, he began stripping out of his clothes.

Your brown cheeks burned as your eyes swept over his bulky physique. Powerful muscles flexed beneath hard, tanned skin. The topknot of his red hair came lose as he tossed his shirt off. You could see the bulge straining in his jeans when he unbuckled his belt.

As much as you fought this man, it pained you to admit how god damn fine he was.

“Why are you still dressed?” He asked leveling a warning glare at you.

You gulped and scrambled to strip from your boy shorts and crop top.

“Mmm,” his eyes gleamed as the ran the length of your smooth, deep skin and curves.

His massive hands scooped you up thighs first, pinning you to his waist. A heat flooded your sex as it collided with his hard member.

He carried you into the cool water, hands massaging your ass while his sharp teeth dug into your neck in harsh bites.

“Ahh, ahh, daddy!” You squealed as he nipped you’re collar bone and chest.

He responded with a grunt, carrying you beneath the waterfall that separated the main pool from the underground grotto.

Whelp, there goes my press and curl.

Kirishima took you to the lip of the grotto floor and flipped you on the edge, making sure your ass was up, out and exposed.

POP!

“Is this what you wanted, baby? Huh?”

His tongue invaded your sopping wet sex powerful hands spreading your cheeks.

“Oh fuck!” You hissed, head snapping back at the juxtaposition of his stinging smacks with the tickling pleasure of his tongue undulating in your pussy.

“Mmm,” he slurped and slobbered. You could feel his thumb invading your puckered hole and hissed against the pressure.

“Da-daddy, wait.”

“Shut up,” he spat back.

Your mouth snapped shut. You were Unused to that sort of harsh treatment from him.

“Fucking delicious,” he replaced his thumb with his tongue, spearing your asshole.

“Dadddyyyy~” you whined.

He moaned against your ass, blowing cool air to chase away the heat.

“God damn delicious...”

The water splashed with sudden movement and you craned your neck to see Kirishima rise out of the water, crystal droplets sliding down his tight abs and hard chest leading all the way to the prominent V and bobbing erection.

Oh fuck.

Your throat went dry.

“Yeah, baby, get a good look at it.” He gripped your frizzing hair and snatched your head back, choking off your oxygen for just a bit. “I really want you to enjoy your pool time, baby.”

You strangled out a scream of ecstasy as his fat dick slammed inside you.

Kirishima held your head, rocking his hips fast and measured. The water splashed up against your ass as he pounded into your plush, creaminess.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Oh fuck yeah, baby doll, fuckin’ take this dick. Wanna be a little brat,” he ground out through his teeth. “Ya wanna use the god. Damn. Pool. So. Fucking. Bad?!”

He rammed into you harder with each taunting word. Your eyes rolled back, brain unable to process anything but the searing, unrelenting pleasure of his huge dick exploring your insides.

“Enjoy it then, bratty bitch.” He brought his hand down against your booty again. “I spoil you too fuckin’ much,” he growled. “That’s the fuckin’ problem. Just look how fat this ass is getting.”

His nails dug into your fleshy hips.

“Yeah, you’re gettin thicker by the minute, aren’t ya baby? You needed a good workout, huh? Daddy loves all this ass.”

He stalled.

“Unnn!” You whined desperately. No, no! You needed his dick!

Kirishima looked down at you with a mixture of amusement and pity.

“Throw it back on me, baby girl.” He chuckled. “Work for it if you want it.”

There wasn’t even room for you to ashamed of yourself. You needed that nut and soon!

Supporting your weight on your arms, you twerked back against his cock, hungry for more.

“Oh god,” he moaned silently, admiring your booty rippling as it bounced against his crotch. “That’s it you little spoiled princess. Work for Daddy. Somebody wants to cum, huh?”

He chuckled and dug his hands into your ass, pushing you away from him.

“Daddy, come on, I-I’ll be good-“

He flipped you on your back, holding your legs up over his shoulders.

He lowered himself until he was nose to nose with you, fixing you with his lustful glare.

“Fuckin’ right you will.”

With a thrust he slid inside you once more.

“Oh daddyyy-fuuuckkk!”

This time his strokes were powerful and uninhibited. He growled into your ear. His pelvic bone collided with your clit adding on an electrifying pleasure that sent you spiraling.

“You little brat. Was this what you wanted all along, huh? To piss me off, and make me fuck the shit out of you?”

“Ahh, ha, I-I uh.”

Absolute nonsense spouted out of you as your vision blackened.

“You’re fuckin’ strangling my dick right now, babe, come on. Cum for me. Fuckin cum for me.”

A strangled mewl escaped you as your orgasm rushed over you. You shivered as heat and cold alternated washing over your body and your walls spasmed around Kirishima’s huge dick.

“Oh my go—“

Kirishima let out a deep groan as his own nut exploded out of him, hot and heavy.

“Fuuuuck.”

His chest heaved. He collapsed on top of you.

You sighed, too week to do much more than come down from your high. Kirishima kissed your temple.

“Now,” he muttered, against your neck. “Enjoy the remainder of your pool time, because you’re on punishment for the rest of the month.”

I don't know if you checked it on twitter #whatthefluffchallange. But how will the BNHA puppies act? I personally Deku puppy will cry, Kiri (or still Deku, either one) try to rush out to find them because the person might've have been kidnap, and Shoto pup might not care and fall asleep on the blanket. Kacchan pup might not care either depends on the person.

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