At that point my english was, not very good. I was unfortunately given access to internet since I was 7) it was related to MLP, either watching songs, reuploads of movies on youtube, playing flash games or in the old mlp hasbro site. As in, I would watch the shorts and movies over and over, most of my toys were ponies, playing the G2 game, trying to catch the G1 episodes when they aired on TV, I would only draw ponies, 80% of time I spent online (bc. So when I was little (for as long as i can remember tbh) I really liked MLP! At that time, the current gen was gen 3, even before 3.5 dropped! Looking back it probably was one if not the first of my hyperfixations. Another whimper escapes you not from pain or fear, but need. “Move, please,” your sweet request shudders through Shouto and he complies, withdrawing from you slowly before thrusting back inside. Your hips twitch as you relax, already looking forward to your pleasure. Long, passionate kisses help to distract you, leaving your past far away in your mind.
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It’s been so long, and your body struggles to remember how to handle it, but it does soon enough. Shouto takes his time thrusting back into you slow and sweet. You can’t help but kiss him, nuzzling your face into his neck as you thank him. “Make him go away.” He contemplates things for a moment before nodding slightly mouth set into a sober line. It’s impossible to meet his eye, but you have to tell him what you want for him to continue. He stops, carefully studying your features. He moves to pull out of you, but you close your thighs around him. He nods because if anyone understands, it’s him. “What happened?” he asks so earnestly, so concerned for your comfort and safety. “N-no, I’m okay.” You shake your head, trying to put the flashback away. Your eyes focus into his, dragging you back from that other time that other place. A small, pained sound escapes you, making him freeze in place.
A very different voice echoes in your ear a different set of hands on your hips - even though Shouto has one hand on the mattress and the other intertwined with yours. Your stomach drops and your body visibly recoils. He needs to ask them, but everything aligns just so and suddenly you’re underneath someone different. “Does that feel good?” he asks, low in your ear.
It's another one of those extremely soft trying sex out again fics Under the cut is a little snippet of fic. I don't feel like i have a good grasp on shouto's character, but i do like this so far
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