#bakugo katsuki lemon
strawberryandspiceandchocolate:
So i was thinking….drummer Bakugo practicing beats on your ass…just laying with him and he starts tapping on your butt. Of course it’d lead to him getting hard and teasing you, boy cant control himself.
it was quiet. one of the only the entertainments being the twirling of a drumstick. it never clattered to the floor and it never miss a beat. it’s constant spinning only slowed as red eyes slipped to look at your figure. turned away from him, book in hand, you had went to the next page without a second thought. your lack of noticing him wasn’t what caught his eyes though. It was the black booty shorts clung to your shapely bum. the way they only covered half of the area was alluring, and luckily he was the only one around to see this.
Bakugo halted the drumstick, keeping both firming gripped in his hands. he watched as you peacefully turned the page again, unaware of his stare as he took in the lovely view. and he realized he wanted to see the jiggle.
he moved closer to your position, sitting between your already parted legs. it was a place he was familiar with and wasn’t shy about getting close to. you felt him there but had a lapse in judgement about asking him what he was doing.
a loud smack resonated in the once calm room. the silence was broken as wood met skin and your shocked gasp followed. before much time could pass, a steady flow was being played on your ass. however, instead of musically inclined thumps ringing out in the bedroom, little smacks and cracks did. your skin was becoming red with every beat, your slow turning moans becoming the vocals he needed.
you sent down your book, hands instead gripping the soft sheets under you. you readily prepared yourself for each incoming swing down. you didn’t even try to suppress the moans spilling from your lips, the initial surprise washed away in a sea of growing pleasure. you rested your head between your hands, the only word you dared to speak being a whisper of his name.
watching your reaction, it didn’t take long for a tent to form in Bakugo’s joggers. he bit his lip, much like he would do whilst performing. except now he had a hungry look pooling into is pupils. the bright red of his irises seemed to darken as he came to finish the routine practice he often performed. what was supposed to be a beat for a new song had simply just been performed on your ass and you were reveling in it.
he let go of the sticks, planning his next moves accordingly. they rolled off your body, one hitting the floor with abandon and the other being lost to the sea of bed sheets and blankets. his hands gripped your ass, which was somewhat sore from the beat, and he kneaded it. he felt its perfect roundness being squeezed between his palm and fingers. he groaned softly as his dick bobbed within its confines at the mere thought of having you.
you look over your shoulder, moaning softly. “what are you waiting for?”
he grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer to him, hands sliding up to your ass and giving it a light smack. he sat on his knees and pushed down the waistband of his joggers and boxer shorts, his dick springing free and throbbing. he was more than ready.
pumping himself for good measure, he pulled aside your shorts and panties, exposing your glistening pussy. he stuck two fingers into your core, thrusting them generously before pulling them out and rubbing your juices over your lips. he then took ahold of your hip with one hand, the other holding his cock in place, and proceeded to pull you back into him.
he groaned lowly, your own lips letting soft meals slip out. he stayed still to let you adjust to the feeling before grabbing ahold of your hips and pushing you off, only to pull you back. he maneuvered your body to his pleasure, rolling his hips subtly into you as he brought you back onto him. everything about you was warm and tight, just how he liked you. he landed another hand onto your as, making you clench up around him moreso than you already were. the wet squelching sounds becoming more intense after that.
your knuckles were white as he moved your body to meet his. moans and meals of great pleasure making music for him as your tongue fell out of your mouth. he made you feel exceptionally good, doing wonders to your body that always made you call out his name. “Katsuki! Katsuki! Katsuki!” it was the only chant he ever wanted to hear from you. one of the only ones that made him happy.
your voice came out as a whisper, the room so quiet otherwise. this prompted him to lean back some, placing a hand on the bed firmly and using it to thrust into you. his pace become harder, the blunt of his dick hitting your spot and making you cry out. “Katsuki! yes, that! do that again!”
and he did.
he thrust into you, pulling halfway out and running your walls just the right way. he hit your spot multiple times and elicited your pleasurable cries to fill the room with more noise. the undertone being his throaty grunts and the wet sound of your pussy.
“fuck.” the words tumbled out of his mouth. he was getting close and the spasming your pussy was doing around him was only driving him closer to that release. his low grunts become more frequent, a little louder.
you cried out, throwing your head you and little tears of pleasure prickling your eyes. you came on him, squeezing him for all his worth as your juices coated him and dripped onto the sheets. you became a mess, your vision slightly obstructed as he rode you through the high. a line of drool dropped from your tongue and made a wet spot on the deep blue sheets, by far the most innocent stain on the material.
not long after, a gruntled moan slipped out of Bakugo’s lips, though he tried to suppress it. thick and warm ropes of his cum shot into you with each throb of his cock, the gentle roll of his hips helping to keep it deep within you. he panted softly, placing a hand on your lower back as he gripped your hip, pulling out of you. a small stream of your mixed fluids leaked out, splattering onto the bed. but he didn’t care.
with your legs still trembling from the pleasure, he crawled up and laid beside you. he pushed some of your hair off of your face and smirked at you, seeing that lusty yet tired expression on your face. he pulled you close to him, letting you nuzzle into his chest.
you hummed contently. “if you ever wanna” -pant- “practice on my ass again, please do.”
he chuckled in the back of his throat. “no problem, babe.”
OH SHIT THIS IS SO GOOD
