Literature
Mikoto Suoh x reader: That little brat
_______ lay with her tummy, her figure spread and reached out, on top of him. Her one hand was clenched onto the tank top resting on his shoulder. Mikoto caressed her hair, brushing it with his fingers. She moaned very softly, and moved a little, with her still smiling face. Mikoto smiled now too, she was adorable.
He kissed her forehead and stood up, carefully trying not to wake her. She groaned some, and moved her head displeased. But as soon as he laid her back down, on the warm gap he had left behind, filled with his scent, she looked satisfied again. He leaned to the closet, looking how she clenched her hands onto the blanket, breathing