i am starving I just want a little nibble of bun,,,

I saw selfcest say no more

wiggles fingies at you

join me

beanie,,,join me,,,

((Keeping it vague because I don't know if I wanna do a continuation, but I'm leaving everything to the imagination :3c have fun <3 Let me know your theories, teehee. Inspired by pianobelt's NSFW promptlist!))

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Once he hits send, he leaves his phone and goes to prepare dinner, knowing that they'd at least want a nice, light snack before anything. Izuku doesn't notice the way his phone buzzes with a multitude of replies, humming with blissful ignorance in the kitchen.

[END...?]

He goes through his photos, and selects his best shots, importing them to his phone before he giggles to himself. He's dizzy with giddiness, as he taps the photo and attaches it to the text message.

[Image attached]

<<Missing you. Can't wait to see you home~>>

Ones he approves of the photo, he quickly connects his camera and phone to his computer, and goes to get himself into the bathroom to wash up and prepared. When he comes out later, refreshed and ready, he sits at his desk, wriggling around to find a comfortable spot.

He holds his camera up for one final shot, turning the preview screen towards himself, angling the shot high so that the picture will capture him from the top. He bites his lip, a hand between his legs, a sly suggestion, before he snaps the photo.

The anticipation of the reaction he'll get is exhilarating as he stops the automatic function and scrolls through the pictures taken so far. His body warms as he looks through each carefully posed nude, exposing himself in such an intimate way through the lens.

There's the tiniest damp spot from between his legs, a tease of the thrill he's felt this entire little mini photoshoot, and when the camera clicks and whirrs, he slides off the bed. He could feel arousal thrumming lazily between his legs with a throb, a gentle ache.

The third position is him on his back, legs up, thighs squished together and raised, knees crossed over each other as he bends his knees. The shutter goes off again, and he shudders.

The last shot, he allows his legs to part just a little, letting the thin sheet drape over him.

He feels so exposed like this, yet it's so exciting. It's nothing new, but it's the way it'll be the first images he sends with his new camera. He allows only a peek of his sex for the second shot, letting the thin fabric drape over the outline of it in a salacious suggestion.

The first shutter goes off, and Izuku tries his best not to flinch. He has it on automatic shutter, with fifteen seconds in between. He changes position again, letting the sheets tangle between his legs, showing the curve of his back, the thin white material hardly covering much.