My Lover Academia: MHA x Reader [Requests OPEN!]

🌟🍋 Needy (Twice/Jin x Fem!Reader)

*♡request for Jbnothere256♡*

In a bustling city where heroes and villains often clashed in a spectacle of power and chaos, there lived an unassuming young woman. You worked diligently at a small office, surrounded by the mundane murmurs of the urban jungle. Your desk was a bastion of order in a sea of paperwork, a testament to your meticulous nature. The soft glow of the fluorescent lights above did little to illuminate the true colors of your double life. You were not just any civilian caught in the crossfire of good and evil; you were the secret lover of one of the feared and enigmatic villains, Twice.

Twice or as you knew him, Jin , was a man of many faces, quite literally. His quirk allowed him to split his body into duplicates, a power that had earned him both notoriety and a spot in the ranks of the League of Villains. Yet to you, he was simply a person, a complex tapestry of emotions and desires, hidden beneath the masks he wore for the world to see. You had met him by chance, or perhaps it was fate, in the shadows of a night that had forever changed the course of your life.

As you walked home from work, the rhythmic tapping of your heels on the sidewalk became a soothing melody, drowning out the sirens and shouts that echoed in the distance. The sun dipped below the skyline, painting the clouds a gentle shade of pink before they swallowed it whole. The evening air carried a hint of rain, a promise of the storm that was brewing, both outside and within the walls of your secret love nest.

The door to your apartment creaked open, and you stepped inside, dropping your bag by the door. The usual greeting of silence was replaced by a whine that was unmistakably desperate. "Babe," Jin's voice called out, strained and needy. You followed the sound to find him sprawled across the bed, his usual sharp-edged villain attire discarded carelessly on the floor. He was only in his boxers, his body a canvas of muscles and scars, each telling a story of battles won and lost. His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, locked onto yours, and his cheeks were flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

You raised an eyebrow, setting your jaw in a firm line as you took in the sight before you. Twice, the feared villain, was reduced to a puddle of need, tossing and turning on the bed fighting the erection painfully straining against his boxers. He was pathetic, yet there was something undeniably alluring about the vulnerability he displayed only for you. The way his body quivered, the way his breath hitched in his chest, it was as if the weight of his world had been lifted, and all that remained was his unbridled lust.

"Please," he begged, his voice thick and needy. "I need you. I can't take it anymore."

You sighed, a mix of exasperation and affection. "What happened, Jin?"

He avoided your gaze, his hand still working his erection. "Some...some project went wrong. I got hit. It's made me like this." he said, his voice trailing off as if the words themselves were too embarrassing to speak.

You approached the bed, curiosity piqued. "How wrong?"

Jin looked up at you, his eyes glazed with desire. "It's like...like a constant itch I can't scratch."

You took in the sight of him, his body taut with need. It was as if a potent aphrodisiac had invaded his system, amplifying his desires to an unbearable level. His usual confidence was shattered, leaving only raw, primal instinct in its wake.

"Please," he pleaded again, his voice barely a whisper. "Just touch me."

You couldn't help but feel a pang of pity mixed with arousal. You'd seen the fierce, powerful side of Jin in the heat of battle, but this vulnerable, desperate version of him was a stark contrast. You approached the bed, sliding off your shoes and setting aside your work clothes. The tension in the room was thick, charged with an electric current that made the hairs on your neck stand on end.