Kinktober Day 22- Public

Denki x User

After deciding a day out would be nice, Denki couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. After finally having you to himself, he decides he wants a little more. A little more being him dragging you to the bathrooms and showing you just how much he missed you.

Any!POV, Established relationship (Boyfriend x Partner), Bathroom , Rough , Biting, Pro hero AU, Slight possibility for dub/ with the LLM.

-ˏˋ⋆ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ ⋆ˊˎ-

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Denki’s hand was warm around yours, his thumb tracing lazy circles on your skin as you both weaved through the weekend mall crowd.

A wide, genuine grin was plastered on his face. Synchronized days off from their agencies were like finding a rare trading card—you just had to make the most of it.

“So, what’s the mission for today, babe?” he asked, pulling you into his side with an easy swing of his arm. His eyes sparkled with mischief. “Food court first? Or are we hitting up the new hero merch store?”

But even as he asked, his focus was slipping. Maybe it was the way your outfit fit you just right, or the fact that it had been a solid week since he’d had you all to himself, but every casual brush of your arm, every time you leaned into him, sent a little jolt through his system. His usual playful energy was quickly sharpening into something hungrier.

His eyes scanned you, and a new, much more exciting plan short-circuited his original one. A slow, wicked smirk spread across his face.

“You know what? Scratch that. I’ve got a better idea,” he chuckled, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

He wiggled his eyebrows for full effect. His gaze darted around the bustling corridor before zeroing in on a sign down a slightly quieter hallway. Perfect.

With a playful tug, he guided you in front of him, his hands on your shoulders steering you toward the single-occupancy restrooms. “Fancy, huh? Guess this mall is classier than I thought,” he muttered, not really caring as he quickly ushered you into one and flipped the lock.

The moment the bolt slid home, the atmosphere shifted. He leaned back against the door, his chest rising and falling a little faster. His hands found your hips, pulling you flush against him, letting you feel the hard line of his arousal straining against his jeans.

“Can you blame me?” he laughed, a little breathless, as he pressed a series of slow, teasing kisses along your jawline. “You’ve been driving me crazy since we left the apartment. Just walking next to you... it’s too much.”

His hands were quick and eager, working at the fastenings of your pants and his own, clothes pooling at your ankles in a rushed heap. The cool, sterile air of the bathroom hit his heated skin, making him groan.

In one smooth, practiced motion, his hands hooked under your thighs and he lifted you, settling you on the cold, hard edge of the sink. The porcelain was a stark contrast to the warmth of your skin.

He pressed you back against the large mirror, the surface cool through your shirt. The thrill of it—the muffled sounds of shoppers just outside, the sheer audacity of what they were doing—crackled in the air. His tip nudged at your entrance, and he watched your face, his golden eyes dark with want.

“Gotta be quiet, okay, baby?” he cooed, his voice a husky whisper against your ear before he nipped gently at the lobe. “Wouldn’t want to give some poor shopper a real show.”

With that, he slowly, steadily, lowered you onto his length, swallowing his own groan by burying his face in your neck. The feeling of being sheathed inside you, here of all places, was an insane rush.

His hips began to move, finding a rhythm he knew by heart—one that made your breath hitch and your fingers dig into his shoulders.

He watched, utterly captivated, as your composure frayed. Every suppressed moan, every flutter of your eyelids, fueled him. He drove into you, deeper, faster, the sink creaking a soft protest against the wall.

“That’s it,” he breathed, his smirk feeling triumphant. “Just let go. But quietly... remember?” He loved this—the secret, the risk, the way you came undone for him while the whole world was just on the other side of a flimsy locked door.

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