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It’s so easy for All Might to just hold you up, he shows not reaction to your weight or squirming, holding you as firmly and securely as if he’d been doing so for years. You attribute it to spending years rescuing and helping people on a daily, your squirming is probably nothing next to panicking civilians and struggling villains.
He could probably hold you up with just one arm and oh that’s an image you like a lot, you like it very much. It’s definitely making you hard in your jeans right now, no doubt about that.
He seems to notice it because his whole chest vibrates with a chuckle, “I can see you’re enjoying this.” You really, really are, there’s no need for him to point that out, even if it does make you squirm more in his secure hold. “I can only hope you continue to enjoy the rest of the evening just as much.”
You really think that you’re going to, especially considering you can feel his muscles through his shirt and you can’t wait to get your hands on him, you just want to explore and reduce this paragon of a hero to mush as much as you’re able to, not going to stop until you’ve gotten him off at least twice.
“You should kiss me,” you pant, not giving him much room to argue as you surge forward to take his grinning mouth in your own, one of your hands reaching up to fist in his hair as you nipped his chapped and uneven lower lip before focusing on getting your tongue into his mouth, tracing over All Might’s own teeth and tongue greedily.
You feel him groan around your tongue and return the noise, shifting in his hold until you’re able to rock your groin against the firm muscles of the hero’s stomach. Now this, this is good.
You groan into All Might as you move, hips rocking into the friction created by a firm chest and the fabric of your own pants.
All the while All Might is moving you both, showing no sign of anything like struggling to hold you up without a wall to assist him.
Which was hot.
All Might falls back onto the mattress when he reaches it, leaving you kneeling over him and yeah. Yeah this is definitely somewhere you want to be.
You pull your mouth away from his to look down at the man under you, his chest rising and falling just a bit more prominently than usual, just enough to show you that yes he’s definitely into this. As if the very noticeable bulge in his pants nudging just behind you wasn’t a thing you could go by.
This was definitely something that was going down right now.
“What’s your next move going to be?” All Might questioned, voice low and rumbling in his chest and you have to lower your hands there to feel the vibrations of it, just for a few moments. “What’s your plan from here going to be?”
“I think,” you start, dragging your hands down his chest and shifting yourself back, grinning impishly up at the hero when you hear his stuttered breath as you move over the bulge in his pants. Your hands stop at the band of his pants, fingers tapping at the button in a way that you just know is sending some very interesting sensations back to the man under you. “I’m gonna start here.”
Here being snapping All Might’s pants open and sliding your hand into the small space provided to grasp his cock through the fabric of his underwear, watching eagerly as All Might throw his head back with a groan, hips jumping up into your touch.
You let yourself skim your fingers over his covered cock for a few breaths, watching him press into the hint of your touch and stain the front of his underwear with pre-cum when you linger near the head of his cock, fingers curling around the covered flesh just so and twisting just to hear All Might’s noises above you.
“Seems the Ultimate Hero’s pretty easy to stir up,” you chuckle, breathless just for seeing him like this because of something you’re doing, and not even very much you’d admit.
“Be-being the Ultimate Hero leaves very, ha,” All Might cut himself off with a groan as you forced down his pants and underwear to get at his cock, lifting his hips up to help you. “Leaves very… very little time for -!”
You don’t give him time to finish because his cock is right there and you’re going to wrap your hand around him, you can barely get your fingers to meet around the thickness of him even as you stretch the most your hand can. All Might groans at the touch, thrusting into your hand as you start to stroke his cock, rubbing your thumb just so over the head of him.
“Yeah,” you sigh softly, more than a little stunned that this is actually happening and you’ve actually got your hand around All Might’s cock. “Yeah I wouldn’t think it would, would it?”
All Might may attempt to say something but you can’t tell between what his attempts to talk are and what are just his noises of pleasure from your ministrations. Which is just wow. A big power trip for you.
It definitely has your own cock hard in your pants and you press the heel of your hand against it through your pants, biting your lip so you can focus on getting the hero under you off first.
Then you’ll think about getting yourself off, but you want to focus on undoing him first. This giant man undone by just your hand, muscles straining and quivering in his thighs, arms, chest before your very eyes.
You dig your teeth harder into your lip, rocking slightly into your own hand pressing into your dick through your clothes as you speed up the movements of your hand, tightening your fingers around him and twisting up finally time before All Might calls out a harsh, sharp noise and spill all over your fingers, covering it in warm, sticky fluid.
All Might is still hard when you let go of his cock, chest heaving with his breath and eyes closed as he recovered from his first orgasm of the night. Groaning gently when you take the opportunity to move your fingers to his arse, pressing insistently at him until your finger started to plunge into him.
“Not even going to let a guy have a moment’s rest?” All Might groaned, though that doesn’t stop him from shifting back into your touch all the same.
“Nope.” You say simply, fingers pressing into him and thrusting gently into the man. He’s still relaxed from his orgasm just moments prior and you’re going to take advantage of that, not to mention you don’t think you’d be able to wait very long yourself with how you’re throbbing in your pants. You thrust your finger into him once more before adding another, stretching them as you feel just how tense he is around your fingers. “You’re so tight.” You groan, voice breathy.
“Come on then,” All Might groaned, shifting until he got his feet onto the mattress, shifting you both further up the bed with the movement from the sheer strength in him. He lifts himself up, raising his hips and rocking back onto your fingers more vigorously than before. “Don’t you, don’t you know it’s not nice to leave a hero waiting?”
“Yeah,” you breath, forcing your fingers into him once more before pulling them out, feeling your cock twitch to the disappointed groan All Might let out at the sudden lack of touch.
You move to quickly coat your hands in lube, warming it by moving it around your hand and fingers before you moved to kneel between All Might’s spread thighs, returning your hand to the man’s ass to properly spread and prepare him for your own cock.
There’s little need for much talking then because you’re so focused on getting All Might ready for you and stopping yourself from blowing your own load too early, harder than you wanted it to be but something you needed to do all the same.
You really didn’t want to end things too soon.
“That’s enough,” All Might groaned, reaching down to grasp your wrist and pull it from himself, chest heaving and eyes focused on you he grins his charming, hero’s smile at you. “I think I’m more than capable of handling you.”
You’ve heard that assurance, in that confident in cocky tone before, though it’s never really been as lustful and low when All Might had said that to villains over live-streams you’d seen before. Needless to say you’re very on board to hear those words said to you in this context.
“Yeah ok,” you nod quickly, pulling your hand away from the other man so you can get yourself out of your pants, groaning at the feeling of finally being free of the confines of the fabric. You wrap your hand around your cock, pumping it with the lube still on your fingers and shuffling closer to All Might, spreading one of his legs out with a hand to his knee and pulling the other up onto his shoulder, turning your head you nip the firm skin resting on your shoulder, listening to the chuckle you get from All Might in return.
You shift forward holding your cock in your hand and directing it into the hero, your soft, breathless noise is easily overpowered by All Might’s own noise of pleasure as you start to press into the tightness of him.
It takes quite a bit of self-control to not simply bury yourself as deeply inside of him as you can, even more so when he tightened his leg resting on your shoulder and tried to force you closer to him.
“You’d have to try a bit harder than that to hurt me,” All Might chuckled, the low noise shaking his entire body and even where you were buried within him.
Alright.
You could do that.
You shifted your grip on him, pushing on his knee to make him keep his leg spread out for you and using your own arm to hold All Might’s other hip, shifting and getting yourself in the best position for what you’re about to do.
Once you’re in the best position for it you tighten your grip on All Might and start to ram into him, forcing your cock hard and deep into the hero with each thrust of your hips.
All Might’s tight around you, his hands fisting in the sheets of the bed and head thrown back, pressing himself back into your thrusts as much as he can before giving up and lying back and letting himself experience your fucking him as hard as you able.
His own cock moves with your thrusts, the thick length of it smacking against his stomach with each of your thrusts into him.
“Touch yourself,” you moan, feeling your own orgasm building in your groin, the tightness of your balls drawing closer to your body. You want All Might to end when you do, to cum when you spill into him.
The Ultimate Hero cumming at the feeling of your own cum flooding his insides.
All Might groans but his hand drops all the same to his cock, finger meeting as they wrap around his shaft and start to tug on himself, letting you watch him jerk himself off as you fucked deep into him.
All Might finishes before you do, the leg over your shoulder tensing with the rest of him and forcing you as close to his body as he tensed and clenched around you with a harsh groan, spilling over his own hand and up towards his own chest.
You manage another thrust or two before you release into the hero with a breathless groan, forcing your cock as deep into him as he’s able to.
You’re both left heaving your breath as you come down from your mutual highs. You let go of All Might’s legs and let him shift back into a neutral position, humming as he starts to stretch out whatever aches had started to develop before drawing you to his chest.
You both gasp as your cock pulls out of All Might’s body, dragging wetly along his skin as he brings you up to rest up his chin, petting your back with his big hands until you feel more than a little mellowed out and content with everything.