Word Count: No idea, typing this at 2:30 AM from the mobile app haha
Request: Nope!
Warnings: Mild Smut, Angst, TW: Alcohol
Summary: Your a pro hero who’s been working her ass off to be in the top picks. To maintain that, you train at a Hero’s Only Training Ground to hone your Quirk alongside mentor Aizawa who’s bees helping you ever since you graduated high and college, but you’ve become a bit distracted by the most unlikely person to your friends… and of course, you drunk text him.
A/N: Heyo! I haven’t written a fic in a LONG time, so bear with me, please. I got this idea from a tiktok on Instagram based off of a line in Melanie Harlow’s book “Make Me Yours”. I haven’t proofread this yet, I’ll do that in the morning, and I think I may make a part two!
Being a pro hero was hard as it is, but you knew that Training Day was only getting harder and harder.
Not because you were struggling with your quirk, no not at all. In fact, Aizawa has made it clear that you were hitting a plateau and needed to consider making your training sessions a bit more challenging to try and push yourself out of the spot you were in. And even though you agreed with him, and understood what needed to be done, you also knew that meant you’d have to rotate from your training area which… would break your line of sight of him.
At first, you only noticed him when he became loud and obnoxious. Really leaning into the explosive behavior like he even needed to reassure anyone of who he was or what his hero name stood for. The area he was working on was a bit ahead of yours and to the side. You had a clear view of him, but he’d have to be turning around to even see you, which made this spot all the more irreplaceable. Your eyes could drift and wander to places they shouldn’t be and… no one was the wiser. You had memorized your training routine perfectly, throwing one punch after the other at the punching bag without even having to watch to see if they connected properly. This way, your eyes could be watching his training instead.
You admired how he put his all into every session he committed to. He didn’t work his way towards stronger hits over time or slowly try to progress through new maneuvers and feats, he just.. went for it. Bursting forward with all the momentum he could muster, his voice deep and full of determination as he shouted out his anguish while ascending on his target. Blow after blow causing explosive reactions that sent the sweet smell of caramel wafting throughout the training ground with hazes of black smoke in its wake. You hated how distracting that smell was at first but you’ve come to love it now. Yearn for it. The smell hits all strong you could almost taste it, and at its most palpable, it sent your head swirling with thinking of all the ways you wanted to get closer to him.
How much longer were you going to be able to keep this training rouse up until Aizawa intervened? How much more of just watching him work could you even take? More importantly, how much longer could you stop your lewd thoughts from intruding on your training sessions? With each punch you connected to that bag, your head started to overlay that heavy, thudding sound over visions of a headboard pounding up against the wall over and over. The chain’s rattled became the accompanying squeak of the mattress spring, and your rough pants and heavy breaths were slowly becoming his making. He’d be on top of you, one hand gripping your thigh against his chest while the other held onto your hip. He’d be slamming into your wet folds with a meticulous thrust that had your toes curling and your eyes glued to his. He’d warn you not to look away. If you looked away, he’d stop. He’d slow down to an achingly slow pace and you needed all that he could give you in that moment. Your eyes would be locked onto his, your breath rising higher and higher the closer you became and he’d… he’d…
You’ve had to catch yourself a few times before like this from dazing out completely during a workout at the thought of it. Each time your thighs would tremble, you’d clear tour throat, and focus back up, but you knew this had to come to a head at some point. This couldn’t stay in your head for much longer… and with the cow you made to yourself after you got out of bed, you knew that today: even was enough.
With all the strength you had left you channeled your quirk and slowed down the time and space around you to land your new max of three hits per second. You released your hold at just the right time that the impact of all three hits sent that bag flying down the course, slamming into a brick wall at the end. You got a few head turns your way with a few of your classmates cheering you on and pumping you up as you took the moment to catch your breath. You hadn’t realized it, but you were drenched in sweat. Your tank top was wet all over you back, neckline stuck to your skin, and your leggings didn’t even feel like you are wearing any at this point. And all the while, as you softly laughed at your friends and colleagues for their kind remarks and accolades, you only briefly were able to catch that piercing red glance from him.
You swear you almost wanted to activa te your quirk again just to last in that gaze just a little while longer. His back soaked with sweat, his hair dripping down his neck and forehead, just to see that eye staring at you from over his shoulder. The contact lasted for less than you ever wanted it to, but just as quickly as he looked at you, he was focused back on his targets even quicker.
You left the training grounds knowing what needed to be done tonight. And your friends were quick to help you prepare…
“Wait, wait wait…” Mina took another long drink of her wine, “Bakugou?! That’s the one you want??”
Momo and Tsuyu burst out laughing at her. “Mina, I swear we told you this before!” Momo giggled, “Y/N’s had her eye on him for a while~”
“I mean I get it, but… THAT HOT HEAD?! I thought we were talking about someone like Shouto or something!”
“Haha, no, sorry, Mina, I just… can’t explain it.” You started to mess with your hair before your eyes started to get lost in the cup before you, “Sure, we don’t really talk other than about things like form or job postings, but there’s just something about him that makes me want to know him… more.”
“Well then I think texting him is a great idea!” Said a slight inebriated Momo, “Maybe you two can start up a chat and find some common ground that way”
“Or just tell him how you feel, that might for well!” Tsuyu added, “But knowing Bakugou, either approach might time some time to truly benefit you”
Slamming down her bottle, Mina burst out with “Well either way, that’s what the liquid courage is for! So drink up, lady!” Causing the girls to giggle and toast as you all started to toss it back with conversations about what each other were going through with jobs at the moment.
Hours later though, you were now the only one up at your place. Momo had passed out on the couch, toppled by Mina, with Tsuyu conked out on the floor. Now at peek drunkness, you knew this was your shot. This was your chance to start up the conversation with Bakugou, telling him that you wanted to hang out sometime and get to know each other better. So just before passing out yourself, you crafted your text, and hit send. Quickly you launched your phone away from you, and slept until morning.
With the sun as your alarm clock, you woke up sometime in the afternoon to an empty home. Momo, Mina, and Tsuyu had headed up earlier in the morning and left you a note saying “Sorry we passed out before we helped with the text! We’re still here to help! xoxo” You smiled as you put it down, thinking back to how the night ended until you froze. The memory of drafting a text came flooding into your head and you quickly went searching for your phone. It took you about 10 minutes until you found it and then when you did… you wished you hadn’t. What you sent wasn’t anything like what you intended, and what was worse of all, was that they all went left on read.
To: Bakugou Katsuki
From: Y/N Y/L/N
- Bakugou, I can’t take it anymore….. im so tired of jsut watching you work& get all sweaty&& messy!It’s fucking time we handled this!…
- Yu knw what I’m talkng about, too. I saw you look @ me 2day…
- You wanna fuck me JUST as bad as I wanna fuk you, hmm? You want this pussy, don’t you, baby
- I know you do, and I relly wanna give it 2 yu
- You smell so sweet, bby. Like candy. I’ll treat your dick like a lollipopp … I’ll lick it from bse to tip. Your balls can be lke cherries, hmm?
- I’ll put them in my mouth an
“Ohhh nononononononono” you muttered as you read through all that you had sent. You thought this can’t be serious, you can’t EVER show your face now. You hurriedly took screenshots and sent them to the girls who had about the reactions you were expecting, if you’re honest with yourself. Mins thought it was all hilarious. Tsuyu was trying to explain the likelihood that Bakugou would have actually cared, and Momo tried to give you additional silver linings and things you can try to do to mitigate the damage.
Momo: Send him a “Sorry about that, please disregard these” text!
Mina: Noooo, nonono, tell him “oops, wrong person”
Tsuyu: Mina, the first text has the man’s name in it. Y/N, how bout you just tell him you were drunk and you didn’t mean it?
Their advice rummaged around your head all day. Working some of your jobs today took your mind from it all, but it only took a billboard or a poster to hVe it all flooding back to you. You checked your phone a few times throughout the day to see if thee was any response and to just… contemplate who’s advice you should even take. Momo had a good point, Mina… Nevermind, and Tsuyu had a good idea, too. But even when you pulled the chat up and readied your fingers to start to compose something, anything, you froze and just… put the phone away.
It went like this all day until you finally closed out for the day. Going to the training grounds with the other heroes was a no go, today, and maybe.. ever. Could you really show your face there again? Have Bakugou glaring at you while you do your sets? What a nightmare to even consider. So, you sent off a text to Aizawa telling him you wouldn’t be there today, and headed home to unwind and just rest from the insane 48 hours you’ve had.
It wasn’t until later that night that you had finally cemented on what you were going to say.
Momo’s suggestion just felt like it would work out best, so after only a few glasses of wine after a warm, cleansing shower, you pulled up the text to compose and…
Bakugou is typing…
“Nooooo nonononono!” You stared with wide eyes at your phone. You waited too long! You were convinced he was going to call you a freak. A weirdo. Say you were “down bad” and just another extra in the background of his life. You were pacing your room, panicked at what terrible comment he was about to make when you finally heard that notification ping on your phone.
To: Y/N Y/L/N
From: Bakugou Katsuki
- Don’t end the scenario now. Tell me, Y/N.
- What happens next?
- I didn’t think you had noticed me staring at you while you worked. Your form, the way your clothes stuck to your body after a long, hard session…
- I know you probably sent this while being drunk or something, but I’m hoping this is truly how you feel, because if so
how they act when they’re horny & just rlly horny sex + denki, kiri, bakugo, & sero
in celebration of basically my first post getting 100 notes, and the second one nearing 100, here’s a rlly long thing I did. at first it was going to be short and sweet but I got carried away and then noticed my posts getting a lot of love! so this is a little thanks, eat it up and feel free to ask me things and messsge me, (honestly idk if my asks work) -L <3
nsfw ! + semi-public sex?, ngl mommy is thrown in there and i won’t take any criticism, degradation (giving & receiving), praise, thigh riding, spitting, daddy kink, cokwarming kind of, intoxicated sex, spanking/as well as pussy smacks, squirting
denki kaminari
— definitely a whiner
— if you’re in public he’ll keep trying to drag you home or somewhere else just so he can at least press up against you
— “please baby, you’re doing this on purpose”
— the most inconvenient place he got horny was when you were visiting your parents house for Christmas
— ended up probably having some of the hottest sex in your childhood room
— he wouldn’t shut up about how hot you looked in your dress and kept grabbing at you ass while no one was looking so you told your parents you’re gonna turn in early
After basically throwing Denki into your childhood room, he starts grabbing at you through your dress even more than he was before. You’d be lying if you said his actions didn’t start to make you horny, but you didn’t want him to start thinking he can get away with this whenever he wants. You decided that you would indulge yourself though, because Denki seemed to be in an extra subby mood today.
“Let me ask you a favor, Kami.”
“anything, just please-“
“I want to ask for a little Christmas gift a bit early,” you tell the boy who is now underneath you, you feel him trying to push up into you for some friction.
He just nods his head quickly before you even say what you want, you love when he gets like this. You pull him into a kiss that makes him squirm even more.
“I just want you to be a good boy for me today, I don’t want anything else from you.” Denki knows what that means, he whines out an “okay”.
“What a good boy, you’re so worked up you’ll probably let me do anything. How dirty.”
A/N:There is only one person in the world that I would spend hours researching pegging for, just to write them a birthday fic… @lady-bakuhoe i love you so much, bbyg and I hope this makes you feel some type of way.
when bakugou tutors you and you don’t understand a concept and tilt your head like a puppy and pout in frustration he simultaneously feels the rush of soft adoration making his head fuzzy…. and the rush of blood down to his dick. he wants to squish your plump cheeks together to make you pout even more while he kisses the breath out of your lungs.
PREASSURE FLIP ||kirishima x bakugou x fem!reader skater!au. +18 MDNI
|| this is part one of a possible series in this au, so if you enjoy it please let me know! ||
about:all your friends had ditched you, forcing you to stand around alone in one of your friend Jirou’s party. Boredom left you in seach for some alcohol to drink but as you took your first sip, you heard a teasing chuckle directed at you.
tags: skater!bakugou, skater!kirishima, fem!reader, smut, oral, fingering, hand job, threesome, alcohol consumption, concensual sex, all characters are aged up.
Jirou’s apartment was packed with people that night. It wasn’t an unusual occurrence seeing that your best friend had made quite a name for herself in the music scene you both hung around in. However, this night would be remembered by you as the first time you saw none other than Eijirou Kirishima and Katsuki Bakugou.
here it is! my contribution to the bnharem Baku Collab.I hope you don’t hate it. Check out the masterlist for some other great Baku fics.
k. bakugou x f!reader
warnings: 18+, idiots to lovers, there was only one bed, pro hero AU swearing (of course) excessive use of the word grumpus, alcohol consumption, jealousy, unprotected sex, choking, terrible communication skills, mm sacrilege a little bit
word count: 5.8K
“Hey!”
You felt warm hands shaking your legs to jostle you awake. “Wake up brat, we’re here.” your eyes slowly started to peak open, recognizing the gruff voice.
It was Katsu of course. It was just you two on the private jet aside from the crew. You see, there was a conference on I-Island, every year. And, every year it was a hassle to get Katuski to show up. So, him bumming a ride on your privately owned jet was mostly just a bribe, a means to get him to the conference peacefully. Bakugou Katsuki was your best friend, and you were his, though he’d never say it out loud. This of course, to everyone else that knew him, made him your personal responsibility. It was a load of crap, but you didn’t mind it really.
You yawned, looking out the window of the jet to confirm that you had indeed landed.
warnings: sexual themes & explicit sexual content, rich people college, explicit language, toxic wealth, angst, abstinence, aged up characters
genre:nsfw, angst, fluff, no quirk au, kinda slow burn, porn w plot
synopsis: old money comes with old traditions, and one of the most prominent ones for the young men at azabu university is the ‘new year, new fuck’ competition, where alumni’s children see who can sleep with a virgin first. it’s a rite of passage for the men, and a good ego boost for the winners. izuku and katsuki, however, are bored,and when they hear the dean has a daughter starting who is sworn to celibacy, they think the opportunity is too good to pass up.
disclaimer: this is loosely (very loosely) based off of the movie cruel intentions! this content is nsfw, minors dni.
note: i will also be posting this on ao3 (will link, account name izukult)
character : katsuki bakugou genre : angst, fluff, crack words : 2.5k+
themes : pining, ongoing fic, truth or dare, angsty, fluff, kissing masterlist
synopsis: bakugou isn’t one to back down from a dare, so when he’s dared to make y/n fall in love with him, he does just that, not expecting to fall in love himself.
important - this is a rewrite of the original i made a couple months ago so ignore them they’ll be deleted shortly after uploading this!.
your quirk : telekinesis, you can make yourself float and occasionally fly, your hair lifts up as well, you can use your hands and mind but usually use your hands since it stabilizes the power, you can also transfer power into any limb you desire which gives it strength for however long. if you use too much your nose bleeds and you can faint.
listen to: cigarette daydreams | cage the elephant please never fall in love again | ollie mn let’s fall in love for the night | finneas these are all on my “bakugou.” playlist on my spotify : VIYA
“the girls are going to be here in 10 minutes sooo why don’t we play truth or dare until then!” denki smirked looking around the circle of boys.
(this game is a little different, you spin a bottle and whoever it lands on first has to ask the second person it lands on and the second person picks a piece of a paper out a bowl getting either “T"or “D”, there are more truths in the bowl than dare”).
“seems cool!” kirishima agreed sipping his soda as sero and some others agreed, “bakubroo you in?” denki widened his eyes at him mimicking a cat “do i have a choice?”.
“no no you do not!” the electric blonde concluded, groaning he mumbled out a “fine.” making the boys cheer.
sero placed a bottle in the centre of the circle, the first time it landed on kirishima and then todoroki who picked out a piece of paper with a small “T” written on it. “hmm todoroki, who’s your best friend?” as soon as the question left the red-heads mouth everyone groaned knowing the answer.
“y/n” he stated. “WE ALREADY KNEW THAT SHITTY HAIR” the angry blonde yelled with a frown, “i wanted to start off easy!!” kirishima defended sheepishly.
the next round the bottle landed on sero and bakugou who got truth, “bakugou, who out of the girls do you find a worthy opponent to spar with” sero smirked knowingly, “probably l/n, before either of you say shit it’s because she doesn’t hold back” the boy defended.
“ugh i love y/n, i think i annoy her though” denki thought out loud pouting, “that’s because you record her doing random things because it gets you views” ojiro laughed thinking back to all the times you scolded him for it.
“HEY WELL, i didn’t know she’d be so popular on tiktok when i first included her, and all she did was glare at the camera” he fake sobbed.
“did you not see the tiktoks after kacchan’s spar with her? they just sat out of breath sweaty and that got millions of views” midoriya spoke pointing at bakugou.
denki shrugged muttering a quiet “not fair”. once again the bottle spun landing on kirishima and denki, “denki who do you like” he immediately blurted out, “i thought that was obvious?.. jirou”.
“was that meant to be a secret?!” bakugou raised an eyebrow at the red-head, “I DIDN’T KNOW MAN!” he yelled in fake annoyance as everyone laughed.
this time the bottle landed on denki and bakugou who finally got a dare, “FINALLY OKAY, time to give you an impossible dare” the electric boy cackled with a hand on his chin in thought, “i dare you to make y/n fall in love with you!”… silence.
“don’t you think that’s a bit harsh” midoriya whispered, “hey cmon y/n doesn’t have time for boys or need them, bakugou will finally fail at something” he smiled at the blonde who only rolled his eyes.
“seems like a shitty idea” he stated as todoroki agreed, “c’monn bakugou you’re not a chickdn are you?” denki teased clucking.
“coward” he added making the blonde glare, “FINE” he yelled, the other boys groaned shaking their heads.
and as if on cue you walked in.
you raised a brow at the unnerving silence sitting in between midoriya and todoroki who made space for you, mina waltzed in after followed by the other girls ‘what’s with the silence” mina said in a sing-song voice.
“we’re playing truth or dare tonight” todoroki explained to you as you felt a pair of eyes on you, many actually as if waiting for you to do something.
“what?” you questioned as the boys quickly shook their heads you sat with your legs crossed staring into the ceiling “you just look very pretty” sero quickly made up an excuse not lying.
“thanks sero” you mumbled as uraraka hugged you from behind muttering something in your ear “bakugou keeps staring at you” she giggled, you rolled your eyes slightly at her antics turning back to the circle “so?”.
“sooo you’d look cute together” she smirked giving you a quick forehead kiss crawling back to her place before you could push her away groaning.
a couple rounds went by, this time landing on denki and bakugou, “dare again bakugou!, i dare you to kiss the person opposite to you”.
the room went silent looking at the person opposite him, unfortunately that was you and you were trying to fix a thread loose on todoroki’s shirt, “y/n” he looked at you as you gave up using your hands and tried using your quirk instead “shut up i’ve got this” you spoke looking up.
“oh shit, who died” you sat down as the circle peered at you, “apparently you” jirou snickered, “why did i die” you asked a little scared, “you have to kiss a pomeranian” momo answered grimacing.
“fuck i got a dare? we don’t have a-” but you shut up as she pointed to the pomeranian in question.
denki burst out laughing as you sighed staring at the boy, i mean this couldn’t be too bad right.. at least it isn’t mineta.
you basically chanted the last sentence in your head as the group pushed you into the middle.
thankfully the music in the background meant it wouldn’t be completely silent so you stared as you both kneeled in front of each other, “surprised you’re not screaming” you joked.
he rolled his eyes staring at your features “yeah me too” he boldly stated, you inched your face closer to his, his face now a shoe away but before you could come any closer he grabbed your jaw with his thumb and pointer immediately pressing his lips to yours.
you flinched a little in surprise but relaxed into it, he momentarily pulled away noses still touching and placed another hand behind your neck to deepen the kiss prodding his tongue at your lips as if asking you for permission which you granted but only for a second, you pulled away first.
his hand left your jaw as his eyes met yours, his crimson eyes stared into your e/c ones, but you took this as an opportunity to tease him so you looked into one eye switching to the other and then his lips before pushing yourself back into your seat.
the others basically yelled as you both got seated “well” you thought, that wasn’t horrible… you had butterflies.
…
maybe it was the way your heart raced afterwards or the lingering eyes, i mean who wouldn’t feel like that after something as intense as that.
denial.
there was always more to him than just his anger, no his anger was a mask for his insecurities.. was that not obvious or did no one else pay enough attention to him like you do.
nobody else had experienced the blissful moments, the times of calm under the scorching heat, when you’d both fall to the ground sweat covered but content with your training.
“you’ve gotten stronger” it was a fact not surprise, just a fact. “damn right i have” he replied like he would, “but if we still keep tying then you’ve gotten stronger as well”.
the simple things, the little words, sentences he’d add as if to reassure your strength as if to say “you’re doing well too but i’d never admit that so take the hint”.
but you didn’t notice this yet.
it had been about an hour since you kissed the infamous hot head and the game went on as normal, “y/n you have to make a thirst-trap with me” you choked on your peach tea as shoto patted your back accompanied by midoriyas furious patting as if you were on deaths door.
you sighed burying your head in your hands as your friends cackled.
“y/n you look tired” todoroki stated turning to the time, “deku and i trained a little late” you yawned as the green haired boy snored on your shoulder.
“baku-bro if you stare at him like that any longer he’s going to have a nightmare” kirishima nervously laughed as the blonde scoffed at midoriya turning away.
“i think i’m going to go up to my dorm” you told the dual-haired boy getting up, you lifted midoriya with your quirk swinging him over your shoulder so his head was in the crook of your neck, “do you need some help y/n?” todoroki asked as you broke the circle from the group.
“yeah can you open the door”, the boy did just that as the others said goodnight.
“sleep well greeny” you lifted midoriya onto the bed, staring curiously at all his all might figures, “having fun?” a familiar voice spoke making you flinch slightly at the voice amidst the near silent snores.
“not particularly” you replied swiftly shaking the blanket from under the duvet and placing it over your friend but just as you did that his arms reached out grabbing you and hauling you onto the bed.
you stared wide eyed before the blonde burst into silent mocking laughter with his hand over his stomach, you grumbled at him attempting to wiggle out only making him laugh harder, “fucking help!” you whisper yelled at him waving your arms around. bakugou raised an eyebrow “say please”, you glared attempting to wiggle out again only for his eyes to tighten.
“you know what i’ll stay here” you fake smiled snuggling up to midoriya, at that bakugou had enough, he stomped over and grabbed your arm and pulled, nothing.
“oh” he stated realising, “yeah, i’ll get his left arm you get his right” you sighed, “don’t tell me what to do!!” which made you groan at his stubborn nature.
“fine stubborn, let’s do the fucking opposite”
“no just do what you said!”.
“i fucking hate you”.
minutes later and you’re finally out of the small green boy’s grasp, “i’m gonna go up now, goodbye” you said after thanking bakugou, the guy you didn’t talk to very often other than sparring or when its convenient for you both.
“you’re not tired” he caught up to you walking up to the elevator towards your floor, “you clearly are”.
“i guess, answer me” he rubbed his head well past his bedtime.
“no i’m not tired” he glanced over to you as you pressed the button up to your shared floor, “then what do you do when you’re not tired?”
“game usually” you replied shrugging, “like?”.
“genshin mostly, i stream with denks a lot” he nodded as you opened your doors at the end of the hall opposite each other.
“see you tomorrow bakugou” he hesitated in responding, as if he wanted to say something else, “sparky asked me to join so i’ll join the damn party, invite me” he demanded before closing the door.
“nice conversation bakugou” you laughed at the closed door.
…
“denki, invite bakugou” you twizzled around in your chair loading into genshin, “he wants to play?!” denki questioned, “i was surprised too”.
“yayyy!” he screamed as bakugou joined with a ping.
“i’ll win at this game” was the first thing he said clearly not having played before.
“bakugou you don’t win at genshin, well you can level up and i guess surpass us?” you explained hearing the complaints of the tired angry blonde, “fine i can do that”.
2 hours in and this was a nightmare the blonde still had not grasped the concept of artifacts and also found ruin guards horrifying.. but would never admit it.
“FUCK ITS ONE OF THEM, THINGSSHITSHITSHIT” you stifled your laughter running over to your struggling friend “you’re good, now denks where are-”
“y/n?” you turned to your door only to be greeted by midoriya, “oh hi izuku” hitting the mute button you turned to him, “hey y/n! thank you for carrying me up, i move a lot in my sleep” he laughed leaning over you watching you play as bakugou yelled into the mic about “damn deku” being there.
“sorry that noise is only denki using his vacuum.. they spilt popcorn everywhere” you smiled ignoring the growing pest in your mic, “just wanted to ask whether you wanted me to stay again” midoriya asked, you had both been been having nightmares but it only happened when you slept in your own beds, so you swapped every now and then.
“i’m not planning on sleeping, i’ll probably train later so you should sleep, i feel bad keeping you up”. you smiled apologetic.
“nono! its been fun, really if you ever need me i’m here!, plus i sleep better here” he added quietly still watching your game play, “in that case you can sleep here”.
“really, i don’t want to-” - “no really if i want to sleep i’ll just take your bed don’t worry”.
midoriya smiled giving you one last thank you before disappearing behind you.
your attention back on your two friends,
“y/n…”denki’s voice pierced the mic,
“yes”,
“can i come to your room?”,
“why?”,
,“wanna say goodnight!!” you could hear the pout through the screen,
“no”,
KNOCK KNOCK
“denki go away!” you smiled as the door shook from the weight of the knocks, “NOT DENKI!” a gruff voice yelled through the wood, “fuck” you sighed getting up.
you lodged your foot in the door so if bakugou tried pushing it open he couldn’t get in, through the slight crack he eyed you “what are you doing?!”.
“i’ve been playing genshin with you for the past couple hours..” you raised an eyebrow watching the boy swing his arms around as if animated.
“let me come in!!”.
“no”.
“i need to talk to you!”
“then talk” you laughed at his growing rage, he growled once again attempting to open the door, “come downstairs.” and with that he let go of the door.
“what was that?” midoriya turned over rubbing his eyes with a hint of sleep in his voice “just some angry dog, i’ll be back soon” you replied as he took no notice too tired to question anything.
“hey y/n! wanna play with us” kirishima smiled watching you walk down the stairs “sure”.
“can you help bakugou out he doesn’t know how to play but won’t ask for help” he scratched the back of his head pointing towards the bakusquad sitting in front of the tv.
bakugou looked up at you you sat next to him, “you’re pressing the wrong buttons”- “NO THE FUCK I-” you carefully moved his fingers to the right buttons and sat back in your place.
“i play a bit too much” you spoke as he stared at where your hands once were, “train with me tomorrow” he mumbled picking his character, “sure” you stiffled a smile leaning your head back onto the sofa.
“y/n..” you turned back to the blonde his face a little closer than expected, you held your breath not daring to look away “yeah” he looked towards you which is when you turned away, he’s pretty.
“if you say shit i’ll kill you, but show me how to play”, you put your hands over his and moved each finger where it needed to be, not realising his eyes lingering on your face rather than the screen, “pay attention” you grinned watching him huff in offence.
“wasn’t looking at you” he said in almost a whispering manner “mmhm”.
“i’m gonna sleep actually” you told him about to stand up “where”.
“what?” his eyes flickered over to yours “i’ll come”.
at this moment you didn’t think anything of it completely forgetting you’d be going to deku’s room.
Pairings:Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader / minor Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader / minor Bakugou x fem!reader x Todoroki
Summary: Katsuki was tired. All he wanted was to relax on the sofa and forget the last sixteen hours had happened but you have other ideas. Shoto’s out of town and there is something you have wanted to try with the angry blond for quite some time. So you placed the dog ears and collar on the bed and waited, already imagining how good he will look on his knees and begging for it.
Part of the Twos Company, Threes a Crowd series. Master list can be found here but can be read on own.
Katsuki was exhausted.
It had been a long day filled with villains that just wouldn’t give up. A large group of about forty lowlifes had swarmed the city. It had been a planned attack, teams of five hitting various banks across the city in hopes of overwhelming the heroes and getting away with at least something.
They hadn’t counted on the hero’s quick reaction time though but they had been caught short with about a dozen of their best hero’s out of town at a training camp for up and coming hero’s. Shoto and Deku among them. It had taken hours but eventually they managed to track them all down and got them into police custody.
Groaning Katsuki slumped back against the lift wall, trying to take some of his weight of his aching feet. He had never been so grateful that they had gotten an apartment so close to the agency as he was right now. The ten minute walk had seemed to take ages but it was a damn sight better than the hour it used to take to get to the old one.
A pained grunt had Katsuki cracking open his tired eyes to watch the women across from him. She looked just as tired as he felt, leaning her side against the wall and her head pressing against the metal. She had her phone in her hand, fingers moving quickly across the screen. Katsuki could only assume she was talking to Shoto, the other man probably having freaked out when news of the attack reached him. He should message him as well, confirm that he was alive and not broken in any way but it seemed like too much effort to drag his phone from his pocket. The lift chimed signalling they had arrived on their floor and wordlessly the two of them shuffled from the lift and made their way down to the far end of the corridor.
Katsuki dug his keys out of his pocket, Y/N still texting away in her phone and not really paying much attention to anything else. Katsuki couldn’t help but wonder what she and half and half were talking about. The other man normally only gave short answers that consisted of as few words as he could get away with. Any conversation with him was normally over in a matter of seconds, not minutes.
Grunting Katsuki shouldered the door open, letting her slip in first before he followed after, closing it behind him with a soft click. He kicked his shoes of and nudged them against the wall as he pulled his jacket off and hanging it up.
He felt arms wrapped around his middle, her small frame pressing against his back. Katsuki lent into the touch, feeling some of his tension start to ease. “Why don’t you go take a shower and I will make some tea”. Her voice was soft as she spoke, not that much louder than a whisper but it seemed to echo in the small space of the hall way. “Yeah. Sounds good” he whispered back, his own large hands coming up to rub gently at hers. She placed a quick kiss to the back of his neck before she pulled away, disappearing around the corner to start her task.
Sighing Katsuki tipped his head back, looking up at the ceiling as he just stood there for a second. It felt like the first time he had actually stopped all day, finally able to relax now that he was home. He was just Katsuki here, Ground Zero left behind on the other side of the door. Just plain, old, ordinary Katsuki, without the expectations of a whole country in his shoulders.
Taking a deep breath he turned to make his own way into the apartment. Y/N had turned the lamp on in the living room, a faint yellow glow making it seem warm and inviting. She was already in the kitchen, pulling cups from the cupboard as the kettle boiled. She hadn’t turned any lights on instead using the dim light of the lamp in the living room to see what she was doing.
“I won’t be long” he mumbled as he walked past heading into the small corridor that lead to the bedroom and bathroom. He went to the bedroom first. He flipped the light on, pulling off his cloths as he made his way inside and stuffing them into the washing hamper. He sent a quick text to Shoto confirming he was okay before chucking his phone on the bed. Rifling through his draws he pulled out a clean pair of sweatpants, chucking them over his shoulder as he made his way from the room.
He walked naked down to the bathroom, grabbing a towel from the cupboard as he went. He turned the shower up high, letting steam fill the room before he stepped under the spray. He hissed as the hot water hit his aching muscles, his skin turning pink almost instantly. He braced his hands against the smooth tiles, letting his head fall forward under the spray.
He stood like that for a few moments, letting the water run over him as he just breathed, trying not to think about anything. Eventually he shoved himself away from the wall, turning slightly to grab the body wash and sponge off the shelf in the corner. He was methodical and quick as he cleaned himself of the days’ worth of grime that cling to his skin, the tension easing in his shoulders with every second he spent under the spray. By the time he stepped out of the shower Katsuki felt almost human again. He wrapped the towel around his waist before stepping up to the sink and rubbing the condensation away from the mirror to get a good look at himself.
His hair sat flat on his head, the water weighing it down. His skin was flushed pink from the heat but he didn’t look as tired as he thought he would, the shower clearly having done something to rejuvenate him. His muscles glistened in the dim light, water sliding down his chest and defund abs, disappearing into the top of the towel.
Huffing he pulled the towel from around his waist to dry himself, rubbing vigorously at his hair in an attempt to get it as dry as possible. Once satisfied he pulled on his sweats and made his way back to the bedroom, still rubbing at his hair. Once in the room he dumped to towel in the basket with the rest of his cloths before going to grab a tank top from his draws.
By now Y/N should have the tea made and maybe if he was lucky he could convince her to order take out so the two of them could spend the evening curled up on the sofa watching crappy reruns. The sound of his phone chiming reminded him that he had text Shoto and that the other man had probably replied by now. He pulled his top on as he turned, making his way to the bed, but it wasn’t just his phone waiting for him there.
Frowning he lent forward, picking the other two items up gingerly. “What the hell” he mumbled turning them over in his hands. “There for you” came a soft reply and Katsuki turned to find Y/N lent casually against the door frame. She had changed whilst he had been in the shower, now clad in nothing but one of Shoto’s oversized jumpers. She always wore his clothes when he wasn’t there and Katsuki new she did the same with his when he was gone but it didn’t stop the little hum of possessiveness running though his veins. Every instinct telling him to do something to lay claim to her as well, to mark her and his.
Slowly he turned his head back to the items in his hands, her words not really sinking in. He held a thin black headband with two ash blond ears on top that he just knew would match the colour of his own hair perfectly. They were soft and pointy, almost like cat ears but bigger. In the other he held a red collar, the leather soft under his fingers and Katsuki could tell it was of high quality just from the feel of it. On the side was a silver B and K, the letters reflecting the light from the bulbs above.
Brows furrowed in confusion he turned back to the women in the door, not really understanding what she was after. Sighing she pushed herself away from the door and made her way towards him, talking as she did so. “We made a deal Katsuki and I won fair and square. This is what I want” her voice stayed calm and level as she spoke, as if she was explaining something to a child.
Slowly she plucked the head band out of his hands and stood on her toes to slide it on to his head, humming her approval as she stepped back to admire her work. As if a switch had been thrown Katsuki’s mind finally caught up with what was going on.
They had made a deal. Whoever caught the most villains could ask the other for one thing and they would have to comply regardless of what was asked. Well as long as the request was within reason. She had won, catching fourteen villains to his eleven but the bet had been the last thing on his mind.
In his stunned silence she had taken the collar from him, reaching up to slip it round his neck and pulling it snug against his neck. She stepped back again, waiting for him to say something but he still couldn’t find his words. Slowly he lifted a hand to rub gently over the leather and his neck. It felt odd, the leather feeling strangely heavy, pressed tight enough against his skin that he couldn’t even get his little finger behind it but lose enough not to restrict his breathing at all. “What colour?” She asked gently, a hand coming to cup his cheek, her thumb gently rubbing. Swallowing Katsuki’s eyes locked with her, searching for any sign of ill intent but only finding love and understanding. She was offering him a way out.
Depending on what he said, this night could go one of two ways.
If he said red she would take it off of him, pack it all away and they would spend the evening how Katsuki had imaged, never to speak of this again. But if he said green? If he said green it would mean handing over all control to the women in front of him.
Now, he knew she would never do anything he would be uncomfortable with or could potentially hurt him. Knew that she would make it as good for him as it would be for her. He had seen her with Shoto after all. Seen the way she commanded him and he would melt under her touch and beg for anything she would offer him but when it came to Katsuki he was always the one in control. He had a firm grasp on every aspect of his life and didn’t like it when something was taken out of his control. This extended into their sex life, Katsuki always being the dominate one but was he ready to give that up? If only for a night.
He let out a long shuddering breath, eyes closing as he tried to calm his nerves. Once he felt more in control he opened his eyes, locking them with hers and spoke the one word that would seal his fate for the night. “Green”. She smiled widely up at him before leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his lips. Katsuki sighed into the touch, enjoying the simplicity of it but too soon she was pulling away from him.
She sat at the edge of the bed, leaning back on her hands and crossing her legs one over the other. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to do something but he didn’t know what she wanted from him. “I don’t recall dogs standing on two feet” she huffed out in annoyance, a delicate eyebrow raised at him as she waited for him to act.
Swallowing his normal snaky reply, he rubbed his sweat covered hands on his legs before he sank to his knees in front of her. “Good dog” she purred and Katsuki turned his head to the side, a deep flush spreading across his nose and cheeks. He clenched his jaw, nails digging into his legs slightly from where his hands rested on his legs. “Come here”. It was strange how her voice could stay so light and friendly whilst still being commanding. It had Katsuki turning to her to see that she had uncrossed her legs, spreading them wide enough for him to fit between.
Slowly he shuffled forward on his knees, until her knees were about level with his shoulders. He kept his eyes cast down and head turned to the side, almost ashamed to look up at her. He felt her hand slip into his hair, carefully avoiding the ears so as not to knock them off. She scratched gently at his scalp, her hand slipping down to scratch behind his ear. Katsuki closed his eyes again but this seemed to be the wrong thing to do. Her hand slipped round to his chin, gripping it tightly between her finger and thumb.
“Look at me” she commanded and Katsuki opened his eyes, glaring at her from the corner of his eyes. She wasn’t smiling anymore and Katsuki felt a small wave of panic wash over him. Had he upset her somehow? Ruined her game before it could really get started? Sure he was embarrassed, any one in his situation would be and he was angry about how she had him flushing already but he didn’t mean to ruin this. He didn’t want her feeling that they couldn’t continue. Huffing she used the grip on his jaw to turn his head towards her. “So defiant. Maybe you need a little encouragement hum?” Katsuki frowned, confused as to what she meant but he didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Her foot brushed against his half hard dick, her toes curling around the head through his sweatpants. Katsuki’s eyes widened at the sudden contact, letting out a noise somewhere between a moan and a shocked gasp. He hadn’t even realised he was getting hard, so caught up in his nerves and embarrassment to really notice he was getting something else out of this. She continued to work her foot against him until he was fully hard, his dick tenting the front of his sweats. When she moved her foot he whined, hips jerking forward in a vain attempt for more friction.
She laughed at his pathetic display, shooting him a quick wink before letting go of his chin to lean back again. She started at him for a long few minutes, her eyes dragging over his body and taking him all in. Katsuki tried not to squirm but it was difficult, her intense gaze feeling like a carrels on his skin.
“Somethings missing” she mumbled, brows furrowed in concentration. Suddenly she clicked her fingers, smiling again as she leant forward. Katsuki watched as she rolled up the sleeve of her borrowed jumper to reveal a strip of red leather wound around her wrist. Quickly she pulled it off, Katsuki not realising what it was until he saw the little silver clip at the end.
He leant back slightly, eyes wide and stuck on the leash in her hands. It seemed to match the collar perfectly, the silver clip gleaming in the light but it was the other end that was wrapped around her fist that held his attention. The red stood out beautifully against her skin and he could just imagine her tugging on it in her pleasure filled bliss.
Nervously Katsuki licked at his dry lips, caught somewhere between arousal and shame. Taking a deep breath he tipped his head back slightly, exposing his neck and the collar around it, giving her promotion to continue.
Smirking she leans forward, clipping the end of the leash onto his collar. As soon as it was attached she yanked on it and Katsuki jerked forward, his hands scrambling to her legs to stop himself from crashing face first into the bed. They were so close now, Katsuki’s face just inches from hers. He growled low and menacing as he looked up at her. He couldn’t miss the gleam of excitement that flashed through her eyes if he tried, nor the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
He was breathing heavily, his own tongue mimicking hers as he contemplated his next move. He wanted to kiss her, knew that she would welcome it by the way her eyes kept flickering down to his lips, but the question was for how long? She was supposed to be in charge so would him acting out get him punished? Was a few blissful seconds worth whatever awaited his disobedience?
The choice was taking out of his control by his phone chiming. Instantly she pulled away to sit up, her grip on the leash loosening. Katsuki huffed in frustration, sitting back down on his heals as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was going to kill whoever had sent that text.
“Shoto wants to know why you haven’t answered him”. Katsuki let out a low growl at the mention of the other man, rolling his eyes in a show of his annoyance. She laughed, gently yanking on the leash until he turned to look at her. “What do you say pet? Should we tell him?” Katsuki’s eyes widened at the suggestion, choking on his own spit in his surprise. She lent in closer again, the side of her nose dragging against his. “Or better yet, why don’t we show him?” She purred against his lips, pressing a quick kiss to them before she pulled back again.
He watched as she lifted his phone, the small light above the camera flashing signalling that she was recording. “Say hello pet” she commanded but he couldn’t do it, shame at the prospect of the other man seeing him like this swelling in his chest. Instead he turned his head to the side, jaw set and growling slightly. There was a sharp tug on the leash and he jerked forward again, his hands once again going to her legs to steady himself. “Don’t make me ask twice” she sounded calm and collected as she commanded him to obey and Katsuki fucking shattered.
He could feel the blush hot and spreading over his cheeks and nose. He felt so ashamed, humiliated even at what she was asking, the shame of the whole situation sinking into him like a punch to the gut. But he couldn’t deny that his erection hadn’t flagged at all through this. Couldn’t deny that underneath all the other emotions arousal hummed through his veins. His eyes darted up to hers as he growled out his words. “Hello Shoto”. As soon as he said it she smiled wide, the light on the camera going off as she sent the video to the other man.
Placing the phone by her side she leaned in again. “Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” He wanted to snap at her but he bit at the inside if his lip instead, growling softly. “I think you deserve a reward” she sounded so fucking chipper as she spoke but Katsuki was confused. It must have shown on his face as spoke again. “Good dogs get rewards, no?” To emphasise her words she tapped him gently on the end of his noise with her finger. Out of habit Katsuki jerked back from the touch, scowling up at her. Laughing she moved closer to the edge of the bed. She lifted one leg up to drape it over his shoulder and yanked him forward with a quick tug of the leash.
Suddenly Katsuki found himself just inches away from her gloriously bare pussy and he knew exactly what his reward was. Slowly he started to run his hand up her leg, finally glad to be on familiar territory. But it didn’t last long. The leg that wasn’t over his shoulder jerked up, knocking his hand away. “Dogs don’t have hands” she stated matter of factly. Katsuki growled but placed his hands back on his thighs.
Once she was satisfied she pulled him closer, her heal digging into his shoulder and urging him forward. He didn’t need to be told twice what he was expected to do now.
Leaning in closer he placed a few gentle kisses along the inside of her thigh, his teeth just lightly scratching along the delicate flesh as he went. She let out a small moan, spreading her legs just that little more for him. Once he was close enough he dragged the tip of his nose along the edge of his folds, filling his senses with her sweet sent. He licked at his lips, already hungry for her taste.
Slowly he dragged his tongue along her folds, gently pushing down. They both moaned as he got his first taste of her. He felt her shift, her hold on the leash going slack as she feel back to lay on the bed. Katsuki took it as permission to continue.
Hungrily he sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it in quick succession. She cried out again, the sound music to his ears and spurring him on. He sucked and nipped at her, his hands clenching on his thighs as he fought the urge to thrust two of his fingers deep inside her, just the way she liked.
He didn’t know who it was frustrating more, him or her but he knew how to give her some sort of relief. Curling his tongue Katsuki pushed it inside of her, shoving his face as tight against as he could to get his tongue as deep as possible.
He started a quick and unforgiving pace, switching from fucking her with his tongue to licking and sucking at her clit. She was grinding against his face, moaning and crying out for more. He could feel her walls trembling around him, trying to clench down on his tongue as he worked her closer to her climax.
He was hungry for it, desperate to taste her release on his lips. Just knowing that he had been able to get her off with just his mouth had Katsuki feeling smug. But in his haste he made a mistake, he bit down to hard, his teeth catching on her clit a little sharper than they had before.
She hissed out in pain, the leg that had been draped over his shoulder jerking forward so she could push him back with her foot. Katsuki fell back, sprawling across the floor, only just getting his hands behind him to stop him from falling completely. His chest was heaving as he started to panic. He watched with wide eyes as she sat up and glared down at him.
“Shit! I’m sorry. I just…” he was cut off as she yanked hard on the leash, the soft leather digging in slightly as he was jerked forward. He didn’t have time to cry out though as her hand connected with his cheek, his head snapping to the side. His cheek stung from the slap, leaving him stunned from the sudden blow. She gave another sharp tug on the leash and this time Katsuki did cry out, his hands darting up to brace himself on her legs.
She grabbed his chin, forcing his head round to look at her. She was looking down at him with dark angry eyes, her glair harsh and cutting. Katsuki found himself letting out as small whimper, trying to shrink back from her angry gaze but her hold on his chin and the leash prevented him from being able to move. “Dogs that bite get muzzled” she hissed angrily at him before shoving him back to the floor again.
Katsuki stayed there in a heap, eyes wide and trembling slightly as he watched her get up and go to her draws. He felt the first real tendrils of fear grabbing him as his mind went back to the first sports festival he had taken part in at U.A and the metal muzzle they had forced on him. It had been horrible, humiliating and live on TV for all to see. When it had finally been taken off he had felt sick and had promised himself that he wouldn’t let something like that happen again.
Having found what she was looking for she turned back to him. She crouched down next to him, the harsh look from before having faded slightly too just unimpressed. “Such a lovely colour. It will stand out so pretty against those red cheeks of yours” she purred softly, lifting her hand so Katsuki could see what was in it.
At first he was confused by the black mass in her hand but as she let it go to dangle from her delicate fingers he finally understood. It was a gag of sorts. A thick strip of black leather that did up with a silver buckle around the back. There was a larger piece of leather round the front that would probably completely cover Katsuki’s mouth but it was what was attached to that part that held Katsuki’s attention. One side had a small dick shaped nub sticking out of it, probably only long enough to keep his tongue down and not even wide enough to stretch his lips. On the other side was a full sized dildo. It was probably about as long as Shoto’s dick with a girth closer to Katsuki’s. He swallowed audibly, eyes wide in shock and unable to look away.
Huffing she stood and made her way back to the bed. She sat at the edge again, legs spread and leaning back on her arms. The gag still hung from her fingers, swinging slightly from her movements. She didn’t say anything, didn’t demand him into action or pull him to her with the leash that hung down against his chest. She just watched him, waiting for him to do something.
As he stared back at her, her words finally registered. She had said colour and red so close together and he knew that was her way of giving him a way out. She was waiting for him to decide how he wanted to continue and he was grateful for that. His erection had flagged a little when she had first mentioned muzzle but now that he could see what she meant he was starting to feel the stirrings of arousal again. Sure he was shaking and all his nerves felt frayed at the edges but he still wanted to know what came next. What she had planned for him. The fact that she was waiting for him had him feeling calmer, reminding him that though she was deciding what happened he was still the one in control. He had the power to end this whenever he wanted to.
Taking a deep breath to steady his racing hart Katsuki began to move, crawling over to her on his hands and knees until he was back between her legs. This time she gently curled her fingers around his chin, delicately tipping his head back so she could look at him. Her eyes darted over his face, almost like she was searching for something. Whatever she found had her smiling softly down at him.
“Open” she commanded, her voice soft and gentle. Obediently he opened his mouth wide, his eyes never leaving hers as she leant forward. She slid the small end across his lips and into his mouth, pushing it in until the leather was flat against the bottom half of his face. Once in Katsuki closed his mouth around it, holding it in place as she lent closer so she could reach behind him and do the thing up. She pulled it tight, making sure it was snug against his face.
She pulled back to look at him and Katsuki felt himself blush again. It felt odd having this thing attached to him, the leather soft yet firm against his lips, the rubber in his mouth not uncomfortable just strange. Katsuki had sucked dick before but this felt different. It wasn’t as long and though it was smooth it wasn’t as soft, the material not really giving as he pushed his tongue up. Then there was the taste. He could still taste her in his mouth but it was quickly disappearing, being replaced by the strange bitter tang of the gag.
Smiling she leaned forward, her lips stretching around the end of the dildo as she sank down on it till her nose brushed against his. Katsuki went cross eyed as he watched her sink down onto it before pulling back, leaving a light covering of saliva on it. Katsuki’s dick twitched.
She took hold of the leash again and leaned back, keeping herself propped up so she could watch. She lifted her leg again and placed it on his shoulder, keeping her other one against the bed. Katsuki shifted waiting for her to tell him to go, his red eyes watching her intently. “Hands behind your back”. He growled, annoyed at her request but he still lifted his hands from where they had been stroking her legs to clasp them behind his back, huffing once done. She smiled smugly down at him and tugged him forward slight with the leash. Instantly his eyes zoned in on his prize, the tip of the dildo just a few inches from being able to sink into her.
“Smile” she whispered and his eyes darted up, just in time to see her snap a photo of him on his phone, the sound loud and annoying. He growled as best as he could around the gag but all it got was a giggle from her. “Oh don’t look so put out. It’s only for Shoto” she rolled her eyes at him as she tugged his head a little closer to where she wanted him. If possible Katsuki felt himself blush even deeper, the thought of the other man seeing him like this both humiliating and arousing at the same time.
He felt fingers dancing over his scalp and the band on top of his head shifting as she moved it back into place. He whined, low and pained having forgot the damn things were even there. He couldn’t even imagine how he looked, but whatever she saw she liked. She tipped her head back, moaning gently and tugging him forward again.
Katsuki watched as the tip of the dildo slipped between her folds, the black silicone disappearing into her as he pushed forward. She let out a gasp and Katsuki flicked red eyes up to watch her reaction. Once he was pressed as deep as he could go he stilled, waiting for her to get used to the intrusion. When her heel pushed down in between his shoulder blades he knew he was good to go.
Just as slowly as he had pushed in he pulled out, setting a rather gentle pace. He was concerned about hurting her and trying to maintain his balance. The position he was in was awkward at best, lent forward with his hands behind his back, his legs aching with the strain of trying to keep him balanced. But she was growing impatient with him, the slow pace not really doing anything for her.
Huffing she pulled on the leash again, forcing him to jerk forward and shove the dildo in fast and hard. She gasped, the leg over his shoulder, holding him in place as she ground down. They stayed like that for a few seconds and Katsuki couldn’t help but wonder if maybe she had cum, but that seemed unlikely. He knew what it took to get her off and there was no way in hell that had been enough for her.
With a groan she collapsed back against the bed, the hand that wasn’t wrapped around the leash slipped into the hair at the back of his neck. He fingers gently flexed against his scalp, nails scratching slightly and Katsuki found himself relaxing back into the touch, his eyes closing as he let out a pleased hum. That had been a mistake.
The grip on his hair tightened and he let out a surprised grunt as his head was yanked back, eyes flying open in shock. Mercilessly she shoved his head back down, setting a fast and unforgiving paced as she fucked herself against his face, her hips rolling forward to meet him every time she pushed his head back down.
He felt like an object, just being used by her in her quest for her own pleasure. It was degrading to be reduced to nothing more than a means to an end, a glorified sex doll and he loved every second of it. He wondered if this was how she felt when he fucked himself down her throat. Chasing his own orgasm and treating her like nothing more than a warm, tight hole to cum in. Wondered if she got off on it as much as he was right now.
Groaning around the silicon in his mouth Katsuki surged forward, grinding his face into her groin as hard as he could, his nose only just brushing against her clit. He wanted to make her cum, wanted her to ride his face and call out his name.
With single minded determination Katsuki worked with her to bring her over the edge. His neck was aching and his jaw hurt from clenching it so title around the intrusive object. His legs were going numb and his hands were tingling but he didn’t care, so caught up as he was in giving her the pleasure she was after. It wasn’t long until she got it.
She cums with a cry, his face shoved as close to her cunt as it could get. Her back was arched off the bed and her heals were digging into his back. Her grip in his hair tightened to the point of being painful but Katsuki didn’t care, moaning loudly around his mouthful. His dick was twitching, a damp patch forming on the front of his sweats as it dribbled precum.
They stayed like that for a few moments, her chest heaving as she tried to get her breath back but eventually her grip on his hair loosened. Slowly Katsuki pulled back, her leg falling from his shoulder as he moved. She let out a small whine as the dildo slipped free, her hand clenching in his hair one last time before that to disappeared.
With a groan she sat up, smiling down at him with a satisfied glint in her hooded eyes. The hand that had been in his hair slips round, two delicate fingers resting on his chin and gently tipping his head up. She leans toward him, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and biting gently at it. She was so close, Katsuki could practically feel her breath on his face.
“Good boy” she whispered breathlessly before she sucked the end of the dildo into her mouth. Katsuki’s eyes widened slightly as she sank her mouth down, her own eyes slipping closed. She moaned sweetly as she sucked her own juices off the toy and Katsuki couldn’t help but copy her, his own eyes closing in bliss. He felt her nose brush against his before she was pulling back again.
The sound of a photo being taken had Katsuki’s eyes opening, glancing sideways at his phone as she took another photo. She pulled off of the dildo with a pop, smiling widely as she busied herself on his phone. Once the ping of something being sent sounded she placed it back down on the bed and turned her attention back to the scowling man.
She huffed out a sigh as she leant forward delicate fingers making quick work of getting the gag open. Slowly she pulled it free of his lips and Katsuki lifted a hand to rub at his aching jaw. He was still glaring at her, annoyed at the amount of photos she was taking.
“You were so good for me” she purred, her praise making a shiver of pleasure run down his spine despite his annoyance. Leaning forward she kissed him softly on the lips. The faint taste of her had Katsuki kissing back hard, his tongue licking at her lips and asking for permission to enter. Instead she pulled back slightly, her hand gently stroking the side of his face. “And what do good dogs get?”
She looked at him expectantly and Katsuki franticly searched his mind for an answer. Nervously he licked at his lips as he tried to think back on what she had said this evening. She had called him a good dog a few times so far but there had to be something specific she was after. As she watched him she sucked her lips back into her mouth, teeth biting down hard before her tongue darted out to sooth the sore spot. Katsuki’s eyes tracked the movement of her tongue as it slipped back between slightly parted lips before darting back out to swipe across her lips.
As his own tongue darted out to wet his lips Katsuki was reminded of what she was after. “Rewards” he growled out, sounding more annoyed than he had intended but she ignored his tone. She beamed down at him, practically vibrating with excitement as she bounced slightly on the bed, letting go on the leash. “Exactly! Take your clothes off”. Katsuki stared at her in shock, the command and sudden excitement in her voice startling him. Clearly she didn’t like the slow pace as she yanked in the leash again, her other hand wrapping around his bicep and pulling him up.
Quickly Katsuki scrambled to his feet, towering over her as she leaned back on her arms. She was smirking at him from the bed, her legs still spread slightly and the neck of Shoto’s jumper having fallen off one of her shoulders. She had a slight flush across her cheeks and down her neck and her hair was a little messy, almost like she had been running her hands through it. She looked perfect and inviting and Katsuki really just wanted to pounce on her. Devour her and claim her as his.
“Well? Get on with it” her demand had Katsuki moving, not having realised he had been stood there so long just staring at her. His hands went to the bottom of his tank top, gripping it tightly and pulling it over his head. He was carful, not wanting to dislodge the ears from his head. Once clear of the accessory he threw the top onto the floor behind him. He wasn’t so careful about his sweats, yanking them down and kicking them off his feet.
He stood before her naked and unsure what to do whilst she just stared at him, her eyes racking over every inch of him. His dick twitched in interest, his hands clenching at his side in frustration. He hated not know, hated feeling so nervous about what was to come. He wasn’t used to this and he felt like a scared teenager about to experience sex for the first time, unprepared for what was about to be asked if him.
Sighing she stood, close enough for him to touch if he reached out but he didn’t. She hadn’t told him he could and he didn’t want to ruin her game. Stepping forward she placed both her hands flat on his chest and looked up at him, her eyes boring into his. Katsuki was about to reach out to her when she stepped back and to the side, gesturing to the bed. “In the middle. On your knees. Facing me”
She didn’t even look at him when she spoke, her attention on the spot she had just vacated. With a nervous jerk of his head Katsuki complied, crawling to the middle of the bed before turning to face her. He waited for her to do something but she was just looking at him again, her eyes scrutinising every part of him and Katsuki brought his hands in front of him, rubbing gently at his arms. “Interlock you’re fingers behind your head” the sudden command startled Katsuki but he acted anyway, finally glad to have something to do.
He cradled the back of his head, fingers sliding together as he looked dead ahead at her. She was frowning slightly, her eyes seeming locked to his legs. Slowly she walked round the side of the bed and Katsuki tried his best to watch her without turning his head. He felt her delicate hand slip down his back, her caress soft only to pinch hard at his ass. With a startled yelp Katsuki jerked up, his thighs straightening out so he was no longer resting back on his haunches.
“Perfect” she chirped happily as she walked back round to stand at the end of the bed. “You could have just asked” he snapped before he could stop himself. As soon as the words left his mouth he snapped it shut again, panicking about his slip up. He was convinced he was going to be punished now, whatever reward he had earned to be taken away from him.
She carried on smirking at him, a delicate eyebrow raising at his outburst. “I could have” she sounded amused as she spoke and Katsuki didn’t know if to be relieved that she was going to let it go or worried that she was just biding her time. Slowly she leant forward her hand curling around his phone and dragging it towards her. Once she had it in her hands she took a few steps back, lifting it up in front of her. Katsuki snarled as she took photo after photo, moving around the bed to get different angle.
He knew he should move, should tell her to stop but he didn’t. He stayed exactly where she wanted him, staring straight ahead and hands behind his head. Every now and then he would let out a small growl, glaring down at her but she never looked at him, her own eyes trained in the screen of his phone.
Once done she sat down next to him on the bed, her fingers darting across the screen. Glancing down he watched as she attached every single one to a text and he couldn’t do anything but watch as each one zipped of to Shoto. He hopped the perv enjoyed them whilst he could because Katsuki was deleting them the moment the other man got home.
Standing she placed the phone on the bed next to his knee and Katsuki didn’t miss the fact that it was probably for easy access. “It would be rude not to include him in our little game just because he isn’t here”. She spoke so casually as she moved back to the end of the bed, crawling onto it with the grace of a cat. She shuffled forward on her knees, only stopping when she was in front of him.
She looked up at him with a smug smile, placing both her hands on his chest again as she leans forward into his space. He kept looking forward as she placed soft kisses along the edge of the collar and up his neck, nipping gently at his ear before she spoke again. “And just imagine what it’s doing to him. Stuck in a room with all those heroes and Midoriya of all people with no way for him to get himself off without arising suspicion”.
Katsuki groaned at her words, just imaging Shoto trying to hide his erection as the useless nerd prattled on about some shit. He bet the other man was squirming, the fact that he was surrounded by other heroes and he was getting a constant stream of filth sent to him making him harder. He loved shit like this, an absolute freak for doing such naughty things in public. Katsuki had used it against him multiple times just because he liked riling the other man up and now it seemed she had taken to doing the same thing. The poor guy didn’t stand a chance.
Smirking Katsuki hummed his approval, suddenly okay with the photos. “I bet he’s loving it” he growled out and she laughed against his jaw as she trailed more kisses across it. “Oh I’m counting on it” she mumbled again him before pulling back to smirk up at him.
“But that’s enough about Shoto, this is all about you pet” she purred, nails digging into his pecks as she dragged her hands down his chest. Katsuki let out a pained gasp, hips jerking forward as a jolt of pleasure went straight to his neglected dick.
He felt her wicked laughter against his neck, her lips following the red lines she had left behind. Slowly she kissed, licked and nipped her way down his chest, stopping to pay special attention to his hard nipples. He let out a low groan as her mouth sealed around one of the hard nubs, teeth scratching gently over it before swirling her tongue around it, sucking gently. Katsuki cursed, hips jerking forward slight to try and get some kind of friction on his aching dick but she shuffled back slightly, keeping any part of her away from where he wanted it.
She pulled away from his abused nipple with a wet pop and gentle hum, licking her lips with a hungry look in her eyes. She stared up at him watching his chest heave as he pulled in one deep breath after the other. Katsuki’s fingers twitched behind his head, longing to sink his fingers into her hair and guide her head as she worked her way across his body.
Humming she leaned in again, going to his other nipples and flicking her tongue against it. “Shit!” Katsuki cried, his own nails digging into the back of his neck. The muscles in his stomach clench as he tries to stop himself from doubling over.
Her mouth was hot against him, the fact that he can’t touch her is making everything seem more somehow. He wants to simultaneously arch into her mouth and pull away, the sensation too much. Instead he ends up kind of squirming under her, jerking his chest back slightly as she bit down only to arch back into her when she rubbed her tongue over the sensitive spot.
He’s whining, his own pathetic sounds loud in the otherwise quite bedroom. He wanted more. More of something, everything, just more and he needed it now. He was trembling, legs straining with the effort of keeping himself up whilst his hands tingled.
“Please” he gasped out. The fact that he was begging wasn’t lost on him. He was never one to beg and gasp for it, that was always Shoto and Katsuki was the one who granted him his pleasure. But he couldn’t help it, so worked up that he didn’t even care that he was doing it. He would beg and plead for it until his voice was horse if it got him some damn relief. “Please, please, please” he babbled in his desperation and lucky for him it seemed to work.
Her mouth was hot, leaving a burning trail across his skin as she began to kiss her way down his chest. Teeth nipping at sensitive spots and sucking at others, leaving dark marks behind that would be there for days afterwards. She dragged her tongue along the ridges of his abs as she snuck lower, swirling her tongue around his bellybutton before nipping at his hips. Katsuki sucked in a shuddering breath, anticipating what was coming next. His eyes screwed shut, body going taught, waiting for the next touch of her lips but nothing came.
Frowning Katsuki opened his eyes, looking down to where she should be. He wasn’t disappointed at what he found.
She was on her hands and knees in front of him, back ached and her ass sticking up in the air. She was smirking knowingly up at him, waiting for him to catch up to what happening. As their eyes locked she leaned in, her hot breath fanning across his dick as she spoken. “Say it again”. Her lips brushed against his swollen head and his jerked forward but she pulled away, Katsuki letting out a pathetic whiny.
Once he had stilled she leant back in, the tip of her tongue gently dragging across his dripping slit. Katsuki only just managed to stop himself from thrusting forward again but he couldn’t stop his cry of pleasure. His head tipped back, eyes shut tightly as his cry echoed loud and desperate around the room. “Please!” He begged again as she mouthed gently at the head of his dick, the touch nothing more than a barely there brush of lips with a hint of tongue. It was maddening. Too much and not enough all at once. He worried that he would cum the moment she actually took him into her mouth, shooting his load at just a hint of that tight, wet heat. But he craved it none the less.
“Please. Please I need it. Please” he tried again, hoping this time would be enough for her. He felt her gentle laughter against him as she pulled back. When there was no next touch Katsuki managed to get himself to look down at her, his chest heaving with every breath. She was looking up at him again, a devilish smile still in place but that wasn’t what drew Katsuki’s attention.
She had his damn phone in her hand again. The screen was facing up toward him, the camera having been flipped so it captured what they were doing instead of the room. He could clearly see that what she was doing to his duck was the main focus but it was angled in a way that he was completely in shot. It was then that Katsuki noticed the red flashing light at the top of the screen, signalling it was recording and had been for a while from a quick glance at the timer.
His eyes widened in shock, his mouth falling open to stutter out a protest. Photos were one thing but a video? That was pushing it a little too far. It was that moment though that she decided to wrap her lips around his sensitive head and suck him down completely. Katsuki’s head fell back again, eyes closing as he screamed out his pleasure.
She set an unrelenting pace, moving her head up and down him quickly whilst sucking greedily at him. He could feel that he was hitting the back of her throat every time, could feel the way it tightened around him when she swallowed. It was wet and messy and so fucking good. Katsuki was snapping his hips forward now, completely lost to his pleasure. It was only when she gripped his hips with both hands, holding him still that he even realised she had dropped the phone.
He moaned, every muscle in his body tensing as his orgasm rushed ever closer. Just a few more thrusts and he would be done for, riding high on the waves of pleasure. Just a little more. With a lewd slurping nose, she slipped of his dick and pulled back. Katsuki cried out in frustration, his orgasm humming just beneath the surface and ready to break free. He had been so close but it was already starting to fade, ebbing away till it was nothing more than a faint tingle.
He glared at her as she sprawled back against the bed, laughing at the state he was in. She looked so smug, so satisfied with what she had done, smile wide and her eyes practically sparkling. Katsuki wanted to fuck that look right off of her. He didn’t even realise he had been growling until she kicked gently at his thigh, causing his balance to waver slightly.
“Sorry pet but couldn’t have you cuming to soon. After all I’m not finished with you yet” she purred the words at him, a new hunger filling her gaze as she raked her eyes across his body. He must look a sight. Sweat slicked and flushed. His dick an angry red and jutting out towards her. Not to mention the god damn ears that had miraculously stayed on his head and the leash that hung against his chest.
As if she had heard his though she darted up, grabbing the leash and yanking hard. Katsuki fell forward with a cry, only just getting his hands onto the bed to stop his momentum before he crushed the women below. “The hell!” he yelled, glaring at her but all she did was laugh, pushing herself up on her arms so she could brush her lips against him. “What? It’s not like you could fuck me from all the way up there”. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth sucking gently on it before biting down hard.
Hissing in pain Katsuki jerked back, growling at her playful laughter. He licked at the sore spot, making sure that she hadn’t broken the skin. When he didn’t taste blood he let out a grunt, glairing down at her through hooded eyes, contemplating her words. He wanted to fuck her, his throbbing dick begging for it but it felt like a trap, like the moment he reached for her she would shove him away because she hadn’t told him he could.
When he hesitated to do anything she let out a huff, rolling her eyes at him. Shifting she let go of the leash, her hands going to the hem of her jumper. She arched her back as she pulled it off, his dick rubbing against her stomach and causing him let out a small grunt. Katsuki moved his head as she pulled it over her head and found himself face to face with her pert breasts. Without giving it a thought he ducked his head, sucking her nipple into his hungry mouth.
She gasped as he nipped gently at her, hands going to his hair and holding him against her. One of her legs wrapped round his waist as she arched up, grinding against his dick. Katsuki growled against her, biting down at the sensitive spot. With a growl of her own she yanked his head back, her nails digging in and forcing his head back more than he was comfortable with.
“What did I tell you about dogs that bite?” she hissed at him. Katsuki snarled down at her, baring his teeth. She yanked harder at his hair and he swore his vision started to go white around the edges from the pain. “Fine! I won’t do it again” As soon as he spat the words out she let go of his hair, his head falling forward as he gasped in relief. “Good dog” she praised him, tone light and playful again as she gently stroked at the side of his face. He wanted to tell her to get off of him but Katsuki couldn’t, enjoying the gentle touch. Sighing he turned his head slightly, nuzzling against her hand. His neck hurt and the back of his head was stinging slightly, not to mention his dick was still throbbing along to his fast pulse but he felt good.
He didn’t feel as on edge as he had just moments before, the sharp sting of pain having been enough to make it so he wouldn’t blow his load the moment he got inside of her. He could still feel his arousal humming beneath his skin though but it wasn’t as urgent any more. His mind didn’t feel clouded with it now, like if he didn’t get release soon he would burst. He was content to just spend a few moments with her delicate touch. But it seemed he was the only one.
Her hand fell from his cheek, her fingertips brushing against his jaw and neck as she moved it down. He tipped his head to the side, giving her better access to neck, humming softly at the gentle touch. They danced along the edge of the collar, her nail catching slightly as she started to slip her hand down his chest.
Katsuki lurched forward as she yanked hard of the leash, his hands slipping on the bed as he tried to steady himself. His head was next to hers now, her soft lips trailing along his jaw and up to his ear. “Don’t go soft on me now pet. Fuck me like the animal you are”. She nipped gently at his ear, her taunting laughter ringing in his head. Katsuki didn’t need to be told twice.
Growling he pushed himself up and away from her slightly. Roughly he grabbed her hips, pulling her ass towards him. The leg that wasn’t already wrapped around him, he lifted placing it over his shoulder. He kept one hand on the bed, steadying himself and grabbed his dick with the other. Shuffling forward slightly he lined himself up with her, rubbing his dick along her centre before thrusting forward.
They both cried out as he buried himself in her in one quick thrust, her walls clenching around him. He wanted to take a minuet to calm down, to get past the initial shock of pleasure at finally being inside of her but she wouldn’t let him, tightening her legs round him to role her hips. Groaning Katsuki pulled back, snapping his hips forward straight away as he set a fast and brutal pace. She cried out loudly, the hand that wasn’t wrapped around his leash curling around his bicep, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks.
Leaning forward, he kept one hand flat on the bed whilst leaning his weight on his forearm, pushing her leg almost flat against her chest. He twisted his hand into hair and pulled her head back slightly. She gasped at a particularly hard thrust, exposing her neck to him as she arched her back and he wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into the smooth unmarked flesh.
Smirking he lent forward to run the tip of his nose along her jaw, barely even registering her hand falling away from his arm. She tipped her head to the side away from him and Katsuki couldn’t resist. In one long lick he dragged his tongue along the side of her face, moaning at the slightly salty taste. “Is this what you wanted?” he whispered into her ear, snapping his hips forward in quick succession.
It was at this point he heard the sound of a phot being taken.
Jerking his head back Katsuki stilled. His eyes followed her out stretched arm until they landed on his phone. She had the screen facing them again and he could see that she had managed to get nearly all of them in the shot, dog ears included. Growling he narrowed his eyes at it only for her thumb to twitch and take another one. “Clearly you could be doing better” she teased, rolling her hips again to try and get him moving.
Clenching his jaw and growling Katsuki shoved her leg off his should, shuffling back until he slipped out of her. “What are you doing” she snapped at him, her annoyance clear but he didn’t pay her any attention. He grabbed at her tightly and in one moved flipped her over onto her stomach. She let out a surprised yelp at the sudden action but he didn’t give her any time to gain her bearings.
With the hands still on her hips he lifted her ass up, her hands scrambling to get under her and push herself up so she was on her hands and knees. Moving forward Katsuki rubbed his dick against her ass, groaning at the friction but that wasn’t what he was after tonight. He lined himself back up and shoved forward into her cunt once more. She cried out at the new angle as he slid into her deeper than before.
He gripped her hips tightly as he thrust into her at a bruising pace. His nails were digging in and come morning he knew there would be bruises in the shape of his fingers. Ten yellow and purple smudges that would mark her as his, would say Bakugou Katsuki was here. Because she would leave them there for him, leave them so Shoto could see what he had done to her whilst he had been away and unable to do anything about it.
She was moaning and crying out, head tipped forward and eyes screwed shut. Katsuki couldn’t have that. Placing one hand on the bed next to her arm Katsuki draped himself along her back, his other hand going back into her hair and pulling her head back with a sharp tug. She cried out, her eyes flying open as he gently nipped at her neck.
Laughing Katsuki’s eyes fell to where her hands were balled up in the sheets and to his phone that lay abandoned between them. Smirking Katsuki reached out for it, placing all his weight in her to do so. Her arms wobbled slightly from the added weight but she kept them up, her hands flattening out for added support.
Lifting it up her opened the camera. They looked a mess, both their faces flush and she had tears rolling down her cheeks. Both of their hairs were a mess, sticking up in all sorts for directions and clearly having had hands tugging at it. The dog ears though were still perfectly perched on top of his head.
Pulling his hand from her hair Katsuki slipped it round to her chin, curling his fingers around it whilst he prodded at her lips with two fingers. Obediently she opened her mouth letting him slip them in and press down on her tongue, holding her mouth open obscenely wide. Smirking he turned his attention back to the camera, pulling it in closer so all he could see was their heads and shoulders. He made sure the dog ears were in shot before leaning in and dragging his tongue along the side of her face, licking her tears and sweat from her face. He glanced sideways at the phone as he did, never taking his eyes off it as he took photo after photo, watching her eyes screw shut on the screen as he grinded into her.
Groaning Katsuki pulled back, his thrusts slowing as he sent all the photos to Shoto. Once done he dropped the phone back onto the bed and pulled his fingers from her mouth, ignoring her little whin as she pushed her hips back against him.
Growling he smacked at her ass causing her to jerk forward and cry out in surprise. “Don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet” his voice sounded smug even to himself. Grabbing at her hips again Katsuki started to thrust harder and faster, using his grip on her to pull her back onto him every time he snapped his hips forward. Moaning she collapsed forward, her arms finally giving out on her.
“Fuck! So tight” he panted his climax building up in him again. He felt a gentle tug on the leash that he had forgotten. Looking down at her he watched as she reached over her shoulder for it. He thought about pulling it out of her reach, denying her something so simple seeming like a small victory in taking back control, but he was to slow.
Her fingers hocked around the loop at the end and she yanked hard giving him no choice but to jerk forward if he didn’t want to choke. With his mouth next to her ear he huffed out his annoyance. Laughing she turned her head to the side, placing a sloppy kiss on his lips. “If you don’t make me cum in the next five minutes, I won’t let you cum till tomorrow morning”. She whispered breathlessly, placing another quick kiss on his lips before turning away from him.
Stunned Katsuki stilled. Five minutes wasn’t that long and he didn’t even know how close she was. He couldn’t go till morning without cuming. He wouldn’t be able to sleep, would be constantly thinking about it. He couldn’t go that long all pent up. When he didn’t move she yanked on his leash again. ”You’re wasting time pet”.
Growling Katsuki shifted, pulling back as much as he could. He started to thrust into her again, taking his hands off her hips and placing one on the bed to hold his weight. The other he slipped round her stomach, sliding it between her legs to start rubbing at her clit. Her reaction was instantaneous, crying out as she threw her head back. Smirking Katsuki picked up the pace driving into her as he tried to keep pace with his fingers.
She was crying out with every thrust of his hips now, making these little chocked off noises and desperate gasps. He could feel her walls starting to flutter around him and he couldn’t stop his own groan. He caught her slight movements as she took yet another photo, arms stretched before her and shaking hands wrapped around the phone.
Growling Katsuki slammed into her harder. Clearly he wasn’t fucking her good enough if she could still function enough to be sending photos to Shoto. Shifting forward he draped himself across her back so he could place hard and sloppy kisses against her neck and shoulder, his teeth scrapping over her sweat slicked skin. “Come on. Wonna feel you fucking lose it on my dick”. He growled his command into her ear and she whined in response, her hips rolling hard against his fingers.
He was close himself. Knew he would probably cum the moment she did but he needed to get her there first. Wanted to hear her scream his name so loud that the whole fucking building knew who she belonged to. He wanted her there now and he knew one sure fire way to get what he wanted.
Keeping his thrusts hard and fast Katsuki gently rubbed his fingers over her clit, waiting to hear her annoyed little whine before he used his quirk to set off a few small explosions in quick succession. Her reaction was immediate, her whole body going tense as she threw her head back against his shoulder and screamed his name.
“Fuck!” he cried out as she clenched tight around him. His hips jerked forward a few more times before he stilled, his own body tensing as he came inside of her. To stifle his own cry he bit down on her shoulder hard, his teeth sinking into her soft flesh and causing her to cry out once again. His ears were ringing with the sound of her cry but Katsuki was sure he heard the sound of his phone going off again in the background, signalling that another photo had been taken.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, both of them panting and trying to regain some sort of composure. Katsuki was the first to move, pulling away from her with a groan. He placed a gentle kiss to the angry bite mark he had left on her shoulder. He hadn’t broken the skin but he was sure he had come close to it. As he slipped out of her she made a pained little whimper, now over sensitive. As soon as he was off of her, her arms seemed to turn to jelly and she feel face first onto the bed with a small umph.
With a groan Katsuki collapsed onto the bed next to her, staring up at the ceiling and still trying to get his racing heart under control. “Shit” he mumbled, one hand coming up to rub at his face before sliding up to push his slightly damp hair out of his eyes. He got a non-comital hum from the women next to him who seemed to be trying her hardest to melt into the bed.
The sound of another photo being taken had Katsuki turning to glair at the women. She still had her face pressed against the bed but had turned to face him, her soft smile only just visible as she watched him through half lidded eyes. “Stop it” he grumbled turning away from her to glair at the celling.
He felt her moving beside him, the bed shifting slightly. He didn’t stop her as she climbed on top of him, still smiling softly at him and looking down at him as if he was the best thing that had ever happened. Cupping his cheek she leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his lips. Humming Katsuki kissed her back just as gently his hands going to her hips as their mouths slowly moved against one another’s. “Thank you” she whispered against his lips as she pulled back, placing one last kiss on his lips before she sat up completely.
Katsuki blushed, eyes darting to the side as he nervously rubbed at his neck. “It’s fine. Not like I didn’t enjoy it” he mumbled suddenly feeling embarrassed about the whole thing. She huffed out an amused snort. She reached out with one hand to cup his cheek and gently turned his head back to look at her. “I’m glad”. Sighing Katsuki nodded slightly, still blushing like crazy.
She patted his cheek softly before she climbed off of him to stand next to the bed. Without a word she leant over him, delicate fingers slipping behind his neck to unbuckle the
A/N : i’m late, but this is my submission for the whorehouse porn collab! thank you for letting me participate, miki mouse!!also, if you want, i recommend listening to fire for you by cannons as you read this. happy (late) valentine’s day ♡
He’s gonna come around any one of these days and we’ll just stay here in the meantime. My one bad habit was to watch you sad and feel a little bit at home.
This is my first contribution to the Mixtape Melodies collab, please check out the other fics uploaded for Bakugou’s birthday!
Summary: Your small town diner was located on the outskirts of town, a comfortable spot for those weary travellers or city residents to grab a hearty meal and a warm drink, but at the same time every day you found your business almost deserted aside from the rowdy gang of bikers that frequented the joint. A new recruit catches your eyes, but its too bad that gang leader Dabi won’t let you go that easily.
Pairing: biker!Bakugou Katsuki x biker!Todoroki Touya (Dabi) x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, cheating (by reader but she’s in an unhappy/abusive relationship), dubcon, practically noncon, blackmail, manipulation, borderline fuck or die?, dry humping, premature ejaculation, voyeurism, public sex, guns, fingering, degradation (not from Bakugou), praise, creampie, mention of branding/burns (not detailed), character death. If I’m missing warnings pls lemme know!
Word Count: 11.4k.
“He’s calling you over again,” Tatami rolled her eyes as she placed another freshly baked pie into the display cabinet before reaching for the carafe of coffee, “I can go this time, might accidentally scald the fuckers-”
“No,no- it’s okay.” You gave her a small smile, “I’ll go. He’ll only come over and get me if I don’t.”
Your small, cosy diner was located on the outskirts of town, a comfortable spot for weary travellers or city residents to grab a hearty meal and a warm drink, but at the same time every day, you found your business almost deserted aside from the rowdy gang of bikers that frequented the joint. The Blue Flame gang was infamous around your small town and the surrounding area, the apocalyptic revving of their engines coming your way was seen as a bad omen by everyone in your town.
You picked up the coffee carafe as you moved towards Dabi’s table. The local biker gang had been coming in for as long as you could remember, providing protection from the rivals that often frequented the highway you worked on. Dabi had professed it fate the first time he’d walked into your diner and laid eyes on you, although you weren’t quite sure that’s what you would call it. Maybe it was your misfortune. Either way, your father had told you that as long as you do as they say, no one would get hurt. And so you did-
Keeping your head down you began to fill the empty mugs that were littered around the table, making your way to each man as you reached over to pour the hot liquid into Dabi’s. His burnt hands, the result of many previous gang disputes, reached out to grope your ass. Tugging you down onto his lap as the warm coffee sloshed around the carafe, he continued his conversation as though you weren’t even there. You sucked in a breath as you tightened your grip on the plastic handle, trying to avert your gaze from the tattooed men seated around the table.
“-you were supposed to make sure Rappa and his guys wouldn’t cross the boundary, Spinner. Looks like you’re fucking incompetent once again, huh?”
Warnings: Voyeurism (Katsuki is a peeping tom), masturbation, oral sex (fem receiving), rough sex, hair pulling, possessive actions, light degradation, praising, ~and they were roommates~
Word Count: 8k
The first time is an accident.
Katsuki has never noticed the quarter sized hole in the bathroom wall, hiding in plain sight behind his towel rack, blending into the ugly, out of date flower pattern. But two months into his new lease, he sees it.
He sees you. Just beyond the wall is the naked curve of his roommate’s ass, bent over as you dry your legs from the shower. There’s a glimpse of something else, too. Something far more forbidden, peeking out for just a moment between your legs. Wet, inviting, begging to be seen.
A wave of heat flashes in his gut, one that tells him he’s doing something wrong, that he should look away. He shakes his head, looks at himself in the mirror and mumbles a few curses. Katsuki even points a finger at his reflection, scolds himself with a “don’t be a fucking creep.”
But the next time isn’t an accident.
It’s purposeful, a quick pull of his towel off the rack when he hears you rummaging around in your bathroom. Curiosity killed the cat, and Katsuki has been far, far too curious about you since the moment he walked into the shared apartment.
I just wanna take a moment to appreciate dom switch bakugou who has you wear a strap with a vibe inside of you so that his can watch you overstim while he fucks himself above you.
“You really are pretty and pathetic only for me huh baby. That’s it cum again wishing it was my cock.”
Eldritch monster bakugou who’s skin glows pure white with little explosion marks in black and orange down his sides. He has tentacles that fire off explosions and a double row of fangs top and bottom. He has a massive cock and he favorite thing to do is hunt you down and pound into you just out of sight of your friends and co-workers. You end up walking back full of hot monster cum and with your voice hoarse from screaming as a tentacle fucked your mouth. At the and of they day you always come home to food and get to cock warm him as he hand feeds you.
“Such a good human always taking me and appreciating my attention. You have potential to bare my brats.”
Listen listen…. Bakugou doing the knee thing when your making out…. He had you laying above him with one of his legs up, interlocking your lips in slow sensual kisses when he subconsciously pushes your crotch into his leg. And you two are both so inexperienced, untouched virgins if you will because no one has ever caught your eyes. But he just couldn’t help it, too lost in the feeling of your lips on his, your hands roaming his clear cut abs. Even after he did it he still didn’t think about it until you made a noise that is.
“K-katsuki.”You whine out then and only then is when he finally opens his eyes to look up at yours. Brows furrowed and eyes screwed shut with the most raw pleasure you’ve ever been able to experience. Boy if he wasn’t hard before he is now.
“Shit baby, don’t say my name like that” Bakugou whispers however he can’t help but notice you continuing to grind down on his thigh.
“Can’t- nghh can’t help it Katsu.” Your eyes open for the first time and all he can see is lust blown pupils and the big pink hearts that beat in tandem with his. By then bakugou decided that his leg wasn’t enough, so he moved you up to sit on his lap completely. Being able to fullyfeel him now, he ruts his hips up to finally be able to experience some of the pleasure you’re feeling and you can’t help the shiver that runs down your spine at the feeling. Untouched virgins probably isn’t the best way to describe the two of you anymore…
Thinking about how you had told Bakugou that you weren’t super into giving head because you have had so many bad experiences. And he was completely fine with it because he loved you and that stupid little thing wouldn’t define how he felt about you
However you decided that one day you wanted to try it with him, he’s not the same as the rest, a different guy, more importantly a niceguy who treats you right. And from then on out any negative thought you had about going down on him was thrown out the window.
Every time you could you were on him, asking to suck him off at random times in the day just because you wanted to feel him in your mouth.
Like this morning when you had woken up to him giving you lazy cuddles in your cozy sheets. You could feel his morning wood pressing into your stomach (bc u guys like to cuddle hugging each other) and you decided to do something about it.
Bakugou wasn’t particularly horny it was just something that happened however when you told him to lie on his back and moved to sit on all fours in between his legs he was. He watched as you peeled his basketball shorts down a little bit then his gaze went a little higher to see the shirt of his you were wearing inching up your stomach from your ass in the air. The cute little polar bear panties with a bow on the front weren’t meant to be sexy but somehow they were.
Then you went to townby far the messiest head he ever dreamed of getting. I mean hey just because you didn’t like it doesn’t mean that you weren’t good at it right? Doing this to him had given you some pleasure too whereas all the other times it was a horrible experience, but Katsuki never pushed your head down or used you like a toy, he let you have free reign because you were good and he didn’t want anything to change.
When you had first told him you didn’t like giving head he would have never thought that he would be getting it so often without having to ask. You were like an angel from heaven but he was curious as to what changed.
“Nghhh f-fuck baby you’re so fucking good. T-thought you said you didn’t like this? O-oh my god k-keep doin that.” he barely got out due to his near whimpers.
You pulled your head off his dick but continued to stroke him with fast rough paces to keep the momentum going. “I changed my mind.” You said before quickly moving to put your mouth back on him.
That’s what made the dam burst. The fact that everyone else had made it so miserable for you that you hated it but with him, you couldn’t get enough. You’d never be able to get enough.
cw: dry humping, dom bkg, dirty talk, pet names, praiiiiiiseeee!!! lmk if i missed anything!
synopsis: Sex with him feels electric, especially the desperate kind
mdni
You were being such a good girl for him while he was away on a mission, always calling him the same time of night, taking care of your shared apartment, but most importantly, not touching yourself. His sweet honest girl that would cry to him on the phone whining about how she “can’t cum without him” was the real tell tale sign you were telling the truth. Because in all honesty he thought you were gonna break, a month is a long time to go without falling apart at the hands of your lover, or well any hands for that matter, but he knew you were good for him. So good. Which is why tonight, after all that waiting, he’s finally gonna take you like he’s dreamt about for so long.
He so badly just wanted to lunge across the table and rip off your beautiful expensive dress to fuck you right there, wandering eyes be damned. But he was a man of patience and he wanted to make you feel good, put your needs first instead of his for once… aka give you the best “I missed you” sex of your life. Bakugou was absolutely determined that by the end of the night you would be crying on his cock after cumming an absurd amount of times at his will.
“Suki are you okay? You’ve been staring at me this whole time.” You shyly speak, worry lacing your tone.
His eyes wrack up and down your body once more before he gives the ridiculously sexy smirk that you adore. Bakugou leans forward eyes clouded with lust to whisper in your ear, “Just thinking about you crying on my cock.” He kisses your neck innocently to make it seem like a family friendly conversation however you knew it was anything but.
A dark blush spreads to the tips of your ears and you turn your head away in embarrassment. “S-suki not here… you just got back.” Your tone has a little whine to it but he sees past the stubbornness straight into the pure desire you felt for him.
“So then lets leave. We both knew where it was gonna end up anyways so let’s just skip to the part we’ve both been dying for baby.” He grabs your hand to practically drag you out of the fancy establishment all the way to his nice car, you know the kind with a roaring engine that would make the average person say he was over compensated for something.
He ripped open the door for you, even making a point to buckle you himself so he could smother you with one last kiss before he drove you home. Bakugou races home probably breaking about thirty laws in the process but it was all worth it when he pulled into the driveway, relief finally settling in knowing what was to come.
He opens the door for you once more gently taking your hand to guide you inside. The two of you meet for a sloppy, desperate kiss. Tongues exploring one another’s mouths as his big hands paw at your ass. You keep moving backwards until your back runs into what you could only assume to be a wall and for the first time in forever he speaks.
“Jump baby, c’mon gotta feel you closer.” He near whimpers. Following his command you hop up into his strong hold, dress hiking up in the process. Now you can feel it, what you’ve been aching for for the past four weeks. Bakugou’s dick was positioned perfectly at your entrance, the only thing blocking it was his slacks and your panties but that could be fixed right?
You reach down to pathetically claw at his pants in an attempt to will them off magically. “S-suki please take- take them off. Needa feel you, want you in me now.” You beg and a low grumbly chuckle falls from his lips.
“Nah, I wanna take my time with you, gonna make my pretty girl feel so good yeah?” The first slow grind of his hips against yours makes you shudder at the pleasure. “Ah fuck yeah.” You sigh out just letting him take control of everything with little to no setback.
The deliberate, calculated ruts of his hips have your head lulling to the side the a dopey smile etched across your features. Bakugou kisses down your neck with opened mouth movements, tongue seemingly moving in tandem with his hips. The button of his pants catching perfectly on your clit with each passing movement making it all the more enjoyable. Suddenly you were caught off guard by him taking you over to the couch where he sets you back down on him, perched perfectly on his across his strong thighs straddling him. However during the transition all of the moving stopped, now resorting to wet kisses placed across his neck as his hands rest on your thighs.
The more time that passed the more impatient he became, trying to subtly nudge you to move again. Once again taking matters into his own hands, he roughly ruts his hips up into yours, jolting your body from the unexpected feeling. “Gotta move, sweetheart. G-go on, thaaaat’s it, fuck.” He curses as you begin to once more, grind yourself into him. Bakugou grips your thighs harder, one hand even moving to to rub your ass, guiding you into him more. He loves the way your head falls back in pleasure, the way your hips have a mind of their own continuously chasing the euphoric feeling of him. You move faster as he pulls you to move harder, making the noises that come from your mouth uncontrollable at this point.
“God fuck, you feel so good katsu, m-more please. I-I think i’m close su-ah suki.” He looks up into your eyes for the first time in a while seeing them glossed over, clouded with lust and more importantly love. The look of pure adoration that you could only feel for him. One of his hands softly guides itself up your body to grip your jaw to being your mouth back to his, kissing you with more raw emotion than he could have ever expressed with words. “You can cum, pretty. Go ahead sweets, you can do it, do it for your suki”
That was the final push to make your body convulse with pleasure, cumming in your underwear all over his nice slacks. He holds you against him as you catch your breath before speaking again
“Gonna show you how much I missed you.” You were in for a long night.
A good boy -pt1 [a bakugou katsuki x reader fic]18+
So,@strawberryandspiceandchocolate asked about headcannons for a bakugou with mommy kink and this came out, hope everyone enjoys this (ps if anyone wants to beta pm me)
All caracter are 18+
Content: mommy kink, bakugou soft boyo, stablished relationship, smut, breast play
Bakugou with a mommy kink having an tiny chubby s/o with big soft breasts, since his relationship with his own mother was always so rocky, he went thirsting for the complete opposite of his mother on his women tastes, very caring very nurturing s/o who ends up having the hots for what bakugou ends up doing when in a “mommy mood”
Sitting on the couch with a giant of a man lying his head on your lap, you’ve been some good twenty minutes in this therapeutic cuddle session with your boyfriend. His day being a very rough one -a very rough week in fact-, arriving at his apartment after a late night patrol, and you’d be surprised with being stirred out of sleep by a fresh showered and only in boxers bakugou, carrying you on his strong arms like it was nothing to the comfy sofá he had just on the other end of the bedroom, but that was not the first time - or last- that thathappened.
His cheeks were a nice red while you massages his scalp and tense neck, fingers playing with his slightly damp hair. He slowly rubs his face on one of your clothed breasts like a lazy cat enjoying a comfy pillow in the sun, while pawing and squeezing the other oh so softly, his head being elevated by a pillow and his free arm going around your back in a lazy embrace. with the way he was splayed on the couch so languidly, his strong build with years of gained and sculpted muscles relaxing after so many days of buildup stress on your lap, he really seams like your personal jungle cat.
So cute.
His fingers stops the pattern of squeezes to thumb your nipple through the thin material of his own oversized black t-shirt you stole to be your pj’s. Your breath caught as you feel the skin of your nips tightening, katsuki giving your bud small little pinches over the cloth, just enough force for him to drag his fingers back and release, making your tit bounce.
Pinch.
Pinch.
Piiinch.
your heart went to the races as you already knew the patterns. You bit your lip to hold your voice as to not disturb the blond’s exploration of your body, his almost trance like state could be shattered as easily as a snap of fingers, all the trust you had build within him to make him comfortable expressing his needs forgotten over being ashamed of what he thought was an minor sign of rejection.
Katsuki breathed deeply against you with his eyes closed, the hand gently pinching you nipple going away only to pull the oversized t-shirt back over your breasts, making them bounce freely and already being crowded by the blond eager hands.
your face felt hot as you watch katsuki rubbing your nipple with his nose and closed lips leisurely, his deep breaths making your skin tingle and nipples hard as he enjoyed the smoothness of your skin in calm, Loving caresses.
You drank the sight mesmerized, and questioned in your foggy mind how the explosive man with his no-time-no-patience attitude could be so soft and gentle with such sluggish slow pace, taking his time now out off all others.
A quick nibble on your breast catches your attention again, and as you open your eyes you see his fiery red ones, just a slit open glaring at your own.
His handsome face had a little annoyed expression, eyebrows barely draw together as he softly bites your nipple again, questioning with his eyes why did you stop with your loving caresses on his hair, the strong blush on his tan face making your insides clench and you rub your tights together.
it was so obscene.
“ It’s okay, m’sorry love.“
Your hand resumes the caring touches he craves so much, and as his tongue starts lapping at your bud in hard, slow drags, you can’t help but scratch your nails on his nape just so-
”- m’sorry, I’m here now, all for you,“
you breath catches as his deep, low moan echoes trough the silence of the room and vibrates against your sensitive skin, his gentle laps stopping as he engulfs the bud between his lips, his tongue licks at it while he gives deep, strong suckles with his barely open eyes fixed on your own, so lewd-
“ -just for you,baby.”
His teeth latch at you as he groans, the noise and sharp pain making your own quiet moan scape, the high just getting stronger when katsuki’s hips trusts at nothing from your hand closing in a fist on his soft hair and pulling, just the way he likes it .
“So soft…”, the blond whisper in a low gruff that sends shivers down your spine as his lips dragged against your hardened and moist nip , his big calloused hand pawing at your free boob roughly and brushing the pad of his thumb against your aching nipple, the movements barely contained as his eyes gazed up at your blushing face and pink glistering lips, his eyes hazed over with a mist of love and adoration.
“S’soft,hmmn,shit - please-“ his hips moved more violently this time, katsuki releasing a strong hiss as his hand clasps at your free one that was caressing his strong and defined waist and forced it against the voluminous bulge on his black boxers. As you quickly grasps it and give some slow, strong pumps over the tight material, he gives back a sinful low moan, his eyes tightLy shut as you concede pleasure to his most aching part, but not enough-
“ahh , shi-hmm, please,more-more,mo-“ his rough and breathless whispers were cut sharply by your hand yanking his boxers down quickly, releasing his hard cock to the chilly night air. the big veiny bulge springs free and bounce against his own hard stomach, all his core muscles contracted by the high of the pleasure fogging his brain. His body needy and aching from want.
“What do you want, huh baby?Tell me honey-“ Katsuki pants hot puffs against your heaving breasts as his cock ached, his lips giving light feverish kisses and suckles to whatever skin he could reach, hands now in a firm grasp on your boobs while his eyebrows were draw together in sweet desperation for you, for your touch. For something only you could give him.
“-Tell mommy what you want, babyboy.”
His body arches on the couch at your sweet words, your hand still in a grasp tugging on the hair of his nape constricts his movements with his face against your sweet breasts, his dick jumps against his abs at you indulging his needy desires, his most guiltypleasures.
You were everything to him, so kind, so beautiful, so caring. he loved you so so much , you were so good-
“Ple-eease, more, please give me more,”
His eyes barely leaves yours .
“Pleasemommy-“
His pleas were cut short from your hand grasping firmly at his base, a lewd moan escaping his lips as you slowly pumps your barely closing fist over the burning engorged flesh of his cock.
“that’s it baby. That’s it my handsome boy - let mommy take care of you…”
Pairing: Guard Captain!Bakugou x Fem!Assassin!Reader
Warnings/Tropes: enemies to lovers, mention of kidnapping, mild sexism, blood (non-sexual), stabbing, poisoning, vomiting (non-sexual), explicit sexual content, bondage, choking, blood kink/play, pain kink, spanking
Word Count: 3.2k
A/N: Hello friends! This is my piece for the Anilysium Server’s Secret Santa exchange, written for the wonderful @candychronicles! Beta read by my lovely husband
As always my content is 18+ only MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
“Don’t worry, I’ll forgive this misunderstanding-”
“There is no misunderstanding, Captain Bakugou. I am aware of exactly who you are. I simply do not care.” The audacity of the blonde musclehead standing in your command tent would have been unbelievable had you not heard tales of his arrogance from the soldiers you’d met in passing. If anyone in this god forsaken place needed knocked down a peg or two, it was him. And you were just the person for the job. “This operation requires skills you and your men do not possess, therefore I shall be taking charge. Seeing as my team and I do possess those skills.”
“I don’t take orders,” Bakugou growled, stepping closer in an attempt to intimidate you, “especially not from little girls pretending to rival grown men.”
“I don’t pretend to be anything other than what I am, Captain. If you have an issue with my leadership status perhaps you should consult with Prince Shouto, seeing as he was the one who hired me into this role.” You kept your tone even, refusing to show any emotional response to his goading. Even if he was grating on your nerves.
“King Enji trusts me to rescue Queen Rei-”
“Oh yes, because you aggressively stomping into an enemy camp and blowing things up would be a rescue mission,” you snapped, tiring of his bullshit. “I think we both know that if you were to take the lead we would be undergoing a recovery and not a rescue.”
Bakugou’s lips curled. The vein in his neck throbbing in time with his hammering pulse. A lesser person would recoil in fear of the furious anger permeating the air around him. Yet a small part of you- one you’d never acknowledge let alone admit to- enjoying seeing him so riled up. Anger suited the beast of a man.
“Stay out of my way, Bakugou, and let me do the job that brought me here. Before you do something more reckless that you’ll regret.” His bright red eyes flashed with something dark, something you imagined to be guilt. The Captain’s history wasn’t a secret. His best friend had followed him into the National Army, the two of them rising through the ranks side-by-side. At least until a less than well thought out plan executed by the fiery blonde had resulted in his companion being slain on the battlefield. You disliked using emotionally manipulative tactics like this, but he was making it impossible for you to force him aside otherwise. You were serious that his involvement would be detrimental to the mission.
“Remember when your plan goes astray that it was your own pride that got in the way of allowing a true leader to succeed,” Bakugou snarled before turning on his heel and stomping out of the tent. This was going to be a long few days.
“Well he’s certainly a character.” The smoky voice of your co-operative from the Guild filtered from the darkness that seemed to permanently cling to the back wall of your tent. The scarred man who stepped into the light was a more visually acknowledged representation of the Assassin’s Guild. The dark flowing cloak hiding the deep burgundy burns that covered the majority of his body.
“Captain Bakugou, it seems, is going to be a thorn in my side for the entire duration of this job. He’s annoying, Dabi, very much so.”
“Annoying and? I’m sure there is another word you would use to describe him,” Dabi drawled knowingly as he leaned against one of the support pillars. Your nose scrunched in distaste at the man reading you so easily, so you only scowled at him hoping your expression conveyed that he was the current source of annoyance in your life. “Don’t give me that look. We’ve worked together often enough for me to know that the blonde hothead is just your type.”
“Why are we having this conversation again? We both know that you couldn’t care less about my love life. So do us both a favor and let’s focus on planning this rescue, yeah?” Dabi only shrugged as he moved to sit in the chair across from you, his figure spread wide as he relaxed. He couldn’t be more different than the blonde Captain. With his dark hair and chilly indifference. His presence calmed your racing heart from its encounter with Bakugou. “So, intel says the Queen is being held here…”
The deep purples and pinks of dusk were fading behind the distant mountain range as you strapped on your weapons, securing them beneath a cloak as dark as midnight. You’d left the encampment where you had encountered Bakugou several days ago and had been slowly making your way to the outskirts of the Mundo-Ismur forest where the kidnapped Queen was currently being held.
As part of the Assassin’s Guild you rarely involved yourself in political drama. The disconnect you felt from that world of backstabbing also left you with very few opinions on the change of political leaders. The leader of the encampment you would be sneaking into was different. You had heard many tales about the atrocities the Bandit King Shigaraki had committed along his path of destruction. His rise to power was truly built upon the bones of his enemies and the souls of the innocent. Which was precisely why you had accepted this job. If an opportunity arose to take out the most ruthless man this world has seen, you would gladly take it.
“Ready when you are boss.”
“The day permanently in charge of you lot will be the end of the world as we know it,” you snickered. Your voice was barely a whisper of strength but you knew they would hear you. They wouldn’t have made it this far in the Guild if they hadn’t.
“Through shadow, into blood,” Dabi added as we stepped into the shadows.
“To line our pockets with the riches of the damned.” You finished the phrase soundlessly, taking strength from the Guild’s motto. This was just another job, in another place. You would succeed as you always did.
The shadows had always felt like home. A place of quiet where you could embrace your inner darkness shamelessly. A cloak of solitude. Though part of you longed for the light. Which you often found in the company of someone different than yourself. What’s the old saying? Opposites attract. Your calm and quiet needed balance from someone hotheaded and loud.
Someone like Captain Bakugou. Dabi was right- he’s just your type. With that blonde hair you just wanted to dig your hands into. Those rippling muscles you can already imagine moving above you- wait this wasn’t the time to be thinking about him. This was exactly why you couldn’t pursue even a simple hook up. You had minimal interaction with the Captain and he was proving to be enough of a distraction to pull your thoughts away from the job. A job that could easily result in your death if not done correctly. You needed to focus.
The sound of voices exiting the tent before you helped to pull your attention back to the here and now. All of the intel Dabi had gathered showed that this was where Queen Rei was being held captive. The sizable canvas seemed odd for a jail cell. As did the two guards posted only at the front. Either the Bandit King had let his successes go to his head, or there was more going on here than you had anticipated. Regardless, your team would be ready and waiting in the shadows to stop anyone else trying to enter after you.
Your footsteps were light as you crept toward the standing guard, knowing that his elevated position would block your advance from the sight of the second guard, who was seated on a small stool. It was almost too easy to pierce the first guard windpipe, cutting off any chance he had to raise an alarm. Before the second guard could react another knife was leaving your hand and embedding itself between his eyes. Pulling your fingers to your lips you let out a well-practiced bird call to alert your team of your advance.
Ducking beneath the tent flap you were shocked by the well kept quarters where the Queen was being held. It seemed a bit too out of character for the ruthless Shigaraki. As you stepped from the shadows Rei squealed, her eyes wide. “Your highness, with me if you would,” you muttered as you stepped to where she sat on the edge of a sleeping cot. Her mouth moved, but no words came out. Tears sprung from her eyes, her face fallen. It took you a moment to figure out what she was trying to say in her hysteria.
I’m so sorry.
Your brows furrowed in confusion as to why the Queen, someone trained from a young age in nobility and the art of emotional bottling, would be so wrecked by being kidnapped by the enemy. It was an action unbecoming of her stature. Composure in times of high stress was a pivotal requirement for-
A trap. The entire operation was a set up, and you were caught in the center of the spider’s web. Movement behind you had you spinning on your heel, weapons drawn and ready to find a new home in whoever was entering the tent. You relaxed as only Dabi stepped from the shadows. Mouth open to warn him of the disadvantage scenario you were in. Only a sharp breath escaped as a blade pierced your abdomen just below the right side of your ribs.
“I would apologize, Y/N, but we both know I would be lying.” Dabi pulled the knife out, his gaze darkening at the sight of the blood coating the blade. “You really shouldn’t have taken this job. I did try to warn you. A problem of the past now though.” He must have read the betrayal and hurt in your eyes. His laughter echoed through the small tent. “Come now, this is part of the world we live in. Assassins only truly watch out for themselves. You should know that better than anyone.”
“Why” you rasped, struggling for breath. He must have angled the blade just upward enough to pierce your lung.
“Oh, now that’s the truly exciting part isn’t it? You never questioned me about my life before joining the Guild.” He was calmly walking around the space as you heaved, swaying on your feet. He must have coated his blade with poison. A common tactic used in your line of work. He paused picking up the small royal symbol that would have adorned the Queen’s cloak during her stroll through the capital. “You followed the age-old tradition of putting the past to rest and assumed everyone around you would do the same.”
Dabi turned toward you once again, his eyes swimming with something you couldn’t recognize. Something that made the Queen’s silent tears pour quicker. “But I didn’t. I couldn’t. Not after what they did to me. What she let my father do.” He crossed the space to where Rei was seated, gripping her by the hair and forcing her to turn fully to face you. “Can you see the resemblance? It’s all in the eyes. Of course the scars don’t help.”
Realization dawned on you much quicker this time. Dabi was the lost prince. Touya Todoroki. The forgotten heir.
“Ah, there it is. Now you recognize me don’t you? Too bad you won’t survive to meet my real family- the ones I chose. I’m sure Shigaraki would have loved a chance to play with you.” His words were thick with implications you didn’t dare to consider. The thought quickly crossed your mind that you had also led Bakugou and his team to their deaths. A pang of guilt swept through you as the Captain’s words rang in your mind. No. You needed to focus, to find a way out of this situation. Regrets could be compiled later.
Bile rose from your stomach, the force of it dropping you to your knees. The sound of your retching nearly drowned out the sudden commotion in the camp outside. Before you could find a way to take advantage of the distraction, an explosion rocked the ground beneath you. Bakugou. You knew it was him before the tent had even opened. Dabi swore, ducking back into the shadows and dragging the Queen with him. You met the bright rubies that were Bakugou’s eyes as he scowled at you. Your eyes heavy as your consciousness drained.
The last thing you registered was the burning heat of something hard pressed against you and a gruff “Don’t die on me, I still need to gloat.”
Stale air filled your lungs. Your chest ached with each breath. Memories flashed through your mind in broken chunks. The job. The betrayal. Bakugou.
Dabi- Toyuya, whoever he chose to be, was right. You shouldn’t have been so shocked by his deception. Treachery was a common part of a Guild member’s life. Perhaps you’d let the dark haired assassin get too close. Grew to trust him too easily. A dangerous mistake. A rookie mistake. And one you vowed to never make again. The only person in this world you could rely on was yourself.
“Is as soon as you wake from the brink of death too soon to say I told you so?”
You blinked. Your eyes slowly opened to reveal a dusty room. It was sparsely decorated. The most notable thing in the space was the disheveled blonde sprawled in a chair by the door. Bakugou looked exhausted. With dark circles beneath his eyes and messy hair. He had lost his usual Royal armor in exchange for trousers and a shirt. A shirt that was hanging open revealing his very solid chest and the spattering of blonde hair across it. You even peeked some blonde tufts leading down below his waistband.
“Oi, my eyes are up here.”
“I don’t believe an unexpected betrayal counts as a failure of my plan,” you blurted quickly, ignoring the heat that rose to your cheeks and forcing yourself to meet his gaze. “Especially not one at the hands of the lost prince himself.”
Bakugou’s surprise was apparent. His narrowed eyes and crinkled brow gave away his disbelief. “No. No way. That’s just some bullshit Shigaraki and your pal Dabi concocted.”
“They have the same eyes, Bakugou. I saw the similarities myself. And even if I hadn’t when Dabi confessed to actually being Touya, Queen Rei’s reaction confirmed it. He was telling the truth and she knew exactly who he was.”
“You, of all people, wouldn’t know the Queen well enough to know what her nonverbal reactions were relaying,” Bakugou growled. He pushed up from the chair, the wood scratching against the floor as it knocked into the wall behind it. He began pacing the floor, running a hand through his hair frustratedly.
You sat up, ignoring the swimming of the room. “Reading people is quite literally one of the most important aspects of my job, asshole. I know what I saw. I don’t care if you choose to believe me.” He was so frustrating. It would be so much simpler if he just trusted you, something he has adamantly chosen not to do from the day you met.
Bakugou stopped, glaring down at you. “If- and I say this with the highest skepticism- if you are correct and Dabi is actually Prince Touya then your team botching this rescue mission puts you at a double failure. Just admit it,” one of his thick, calloused fingers tilted your head up further, straining the muscles in your neck, “I was right all along.”
“If you really think-“ you spat the words through gritted teeth, but before you could blink Bakugou’s palm was wrapped around your throat squeezing hard enough to cut off your oxygen supply.
“You’ve lost the right to speak , little assassin.” His breath was warm against your cheek as he growled the words in your ear. You were breathless. Both from the pressure on your windpipe and the rush of arousal coursing straight to your core. “Mmm, just as I thought. The big, bad assassin is already weak in the knees and I’ve barely even touched you. Already soaking the bed with your desire like the disobedient little girl you are, aren’t you?”
Your lust-addled brain refused to react as he spun you around, a tick hand of rope securing your wrists to your ankles as he forced you to arch backward uncomfortably.
Searing pain spread across your side just as you felt a different type of wetness soak through your shirt. “Tsk, look at what you’ve done. Ruined the stitches I spent so much time on,” Bakugou chastised. His voice was thick with attraction as he pulled your shirt apart at the seams, tossing the blood soaked fabric aside. “I guess I can forgive you, but only because of how much this suits you. All tied up and at my mercy with blood running down your thighs.” Three of his fingers ran through the small trails of red leaking from your wound before dipping below the waistband of your pants and pushing deep into your core. The stretch was the perfect blur of pleasure and pain. Your moan echoed loudly in the small space you shared as you shamelessly attempted to ride his fingers.
His hand was ripped away from you only to come cracking down along your backside. “I’m in charge now, little assassin. Your pleasure is in my hands, quite literally. So be a good girl and maybe I’ll let you get away with only coming on my cock a handful of times.”
You felt yourself nod, slowly relinquishing your control of the situation. It was oddly comforting to let go and allow Bakugou to lead. You trusted him to not push you past your limits. That moment of panic came crashing in as you found yourself unwilling to give in to the ease you felt around the Captain. He would end up stabbing you in the back just as Dabi and so many others had before.
As if he could sense your inner turmoil Bakugou tilted your head back, forcing you to look up at him at an awkward angle. “Focus.” His one word command had your mind slowly emptying. Leaving only the rough feel of the rope around your limbs, the pulsing pain of your ripped stitches, and the throbbing need between your thighs.
“Good girl.”
He rewarded your obedience by shimmying your pants down to your knees and plunging his blood covered fingers back into your empty core. A sigh of relief escaped your lips before you could suppress it. Everything ached from your earlier encounter and yet it blended so well with the pleasure each thrust of his digits brought you that you were being pushed over the brink of euphoria much quicker than ever before.
Bakugou’s free hand left your throat, instead striking down sharply against your pussy. The sting of pain jolting through your neglected clit was the catalyst to your complete undoing. Black dotted your vision as you were pushed into a second orgasm on the tail end of the first. The scream that tore from your parted lips rattled the walls of the cabin.
Your body collapsed as much as it could within the binding that held you. The heat of Bakugou’s body firmly pressed against your back temporarily relieving the strain in your muscles.
“Don’t relax now, little assassin, you haven’t even come on my cock yet.”
♡ It makes him feel adventurous and it’s so sensual to him.
♡ He’ll make sure it’s sensual for you too trust me, he’s feeling daring whenever you guys start to feel each other up on the couch.
♡ When baby boy becomes a pro hero I like to believe he’s uhhhhhhhh prettyfuckinnasty.
♡ Soooo he’s maneuvering you however he wants and he’s vocal!!
♡ He likes the shocked breathless look you have while he’s taking the lead.
♡ “Come here puppy, yea just like that that’s perfect. You’re spread so perfect for me!”
✐ “L-like this Zu?” You’re stumbling over your own words as you spread your legs open for the muscular man. He had since pulled you from your sitting position on the couch, so that your back was on the cushions now, your legs hanging off of the edge until he decided to tell you to spread them before him.
“Yea just like that that’s perfect. You’re spread so perfect for me puppy.” He’s praising you as he gets on his knees, hips leveled with your sopping cunt. He was excited because it had been a while since you two have fucked anywhere but the bed. He didn’t even waste time undressing, instead he pushed his jeans and underwear below his throbbing cock before grabbing it in his hand.
He was about to go in, one look at your pouting face was already enough to tell him that he had made you wait for too long. Your pussy makes him think otherwise though as he looks at it in its dripping exposed nature and freezes. He dips down quickly and kisses your folds sloppily before sitting back up and smacking his cock on the lips, “Zu! Fuck!”
“Sh sh sh baby I know. I’m gonna fuck you right now. Not gonna make my pretty girl wait any longer.” He coos as he starts to push inside your slippery brown folds and your mouth is gaping instantly, eyes rolling to the back of your head.
He always makes sure that you can feel every inch of him going in and it always leaves you breathless no matter how many times you take him. No sooner is his hips coming flush with the bottoms of your thighs and ass. He places his rough hands on your sides so he can start bringing you to match his thrust and you’re nodding, mouth still ajar as you egg him on.
“I always love when y-you fuck me!” You coo, squeezing your legs in your hands as you try to hold them open for him and he’s moaning, furrowing his eyebrows as he continues to get swallowed by your walls.
“You feel so good baby, oh fuck!” His groans, throwing his head back as he begins to bring you to his thrust more violently and your quivering, feeling him finally smack into your gspot.
Your right hand slips from the hold on your thigh and finds his prominent ass cheek where you grab, so you can push him back inside you not wanting him to retract his hips all the way.
“F-fuck y/n!” He gasps, the action making him grind repeatedly into your gspot which makes your walls constrict around him.
In a flash he’s standing up and grabbing you by the waist so that your lower half is up in the air, the only thing touching the couch is your head and shoulders blades which makes you squeal.
He looks down at you, eyes low as he squats a bit to quite literally drop his cock into your pussy, “agh- Zu! It’s- oh my fucking god-
You’re gasping at the new angle he’s hitting, eyes crossing as he continues to slam his cock into your walls with the brute strength of his legs and all you can do is sit there and take it. Just when you think it can’t get any better, his thumb starts rubbing tight circles into your clit.
You’re babbling now, “pls don’t stop!” Spills from your lips repeatedly only sparring him to multiply the intensity of his actions. The new position has you soaking and spasming so desperately that he knows he won’t last.
“C’mon puppy cum with me- w-wanna cum with you!”
He’ll eat that dripping pussy that’s oozing his and your fluids in the same position before flipping you around. He can’t get enough of that dazed breathless look you have as you allow him to pull you through orgasm after orgasm.
Katsuki
♡ This whore.
♡ He lovesssssss anywhere he can bend you over.
♡ *Runner up thoe is in the bed, still in doggy as he smashes you into the mattress under the weight of his huge ass body*
♡ Point blank period, seeing that ass ripple against him is something that personally makes his mouth water.
♡ But all in all he likes to torture you when you’re in this position.
♡ His favorite out of all the surfaces he’s bent you over is the sink in the bathroom.
♡ He’s in ultra dom mode like this regardless.
♡ No matter what you do to defy him he always dishes it back tenfold in this position.
♡ “You’re makin uh fuckin’ mess!”
✐ “Go ahead whore, fuck into me, see who taps out first!” He growls into your ear which makes you whimper as you continue to thrust your ass back into his sharp, erratic thrusts.
You’re abundantly aware that you fucked up. You were acting like a brat all day and when he finally got his hands on you it was in the very position he loved to do so much. Not only did he love to degrade you when you were bent over, taking him so helplessly, but he loved that you two could watch through the mirror.
In efforts to turn the tide and gain some leverage against him, you started to throw your ass back against him. At first it caught him off guard, but fuck did he love it. It was like a mission to him and you just made it all the more provocative.
Your actions just made the fucking all the more brutal too as he tried to get you to come undone before him, “my g-god Su-suki!!!” You begin to whine and he’s scoffing, rolling his eyes as he smacks your ass hard.
“Already can’t take it?” His hands squeeze at your sides as he pistons forward, the steam from the shower you were supposed to turn off when you got out of it, is making you both sweat. The muscles in his legs are starting to burn and he knows you’re not doing any better.
You shake your head defiantly, stabilizing yourself by putting your hands just below the mirror, it aiding you to push back into him with more power and he lets out a stuttered groan. Your pussy is so drenched that he is parting them with ease, meeting your spongy core with vigor that has your legs trembling.
“It’s fuckin’ cute that you think you’ll win, babygirl.” He groans, collecting your hands and pinning them behind your back as he uses his other to rub at your clit.
“AH! No-ot, not fair!” You moan as your eyes screw shut, your thrusting gets weaker and he can feel the power of your orgasm starting to approach.
“ ‘s not my fault that you’re sucha slut. That you like this shit.” He growls against your skin, having started sucking and biting marks into it to distract himself from the clenching of his balls. His fingers pick up speed against your clit as his hold gets tighter on your arms when you start to squirm.
The force of his thrust makes you buckle forward, him aiming at your gspot more roughly and you give out with a squeal. You’re cumming hard, creaming all around his cock and he makes sure to point it at, “You’re makin uh fuckin’ mess!” But it’s breathy and slurred because he loves the sight of your creamy pussy dirting his cock.
He’ll take the fingers that were rubbing your clit and hook them in the side of your mouth, pulling so that your tongue has no choice but to loll out as your cheek is stretched to the side. All the while, he continues to thrust into your trembling walls, fighting the contractions, and overstimulating you.
You’re garbling out pleas for him to slow down because you can’t handle how good it feels and he’s sadistically making you focus on your debauched figure in the mirror while saying shit like, “Whats that baby, sounds like ya got somethin’ in your fuckin mouth!”
Make sure he reels a squirting orgasm or at least another really good one before he fills you up. Won’t stop him from stuffing his fingers down your throat and telling you to not talk unless “you’re ready to tell daddy who’s the best.”
Shoto
♡ Okay so I strongly believe that he likes the bed ofc.
♡ He’s a proper gentleman ofc ofc, but here me out…
♡ I think he gets a big ass kick whenever you guys can have sex on the table
♡ More like whenever he can get you sitting at the edge of the table while he is standing and thrusting into you.
♡ He loves that he’s close to you, but boy oh boy
♡ When he gets you to fully lay down on the table???
♡ Goes dumb because he loves being able to look at you, cutely sprawled out. It mimics missionary in the bed to him.
♡ He adores you so ofcccc he likes to look at you.
♡ “You look so beautiful darling, are you feeling that good?”
✐The way you look up at him, mesmerizes him every single damn time. He does think that he has a problem because the way you look at him when he’s making you feel good is enough to make me do anything.
That’s why he’s become such a fan of taking you in any way possible as long as he can see that face, those cute glassy eyes as he slips his warming cock past your glistening floods until he bottoms out.
“T-the table isn’t hurting you right baby?” He asks through his grunts, worrying about the flesh of your ass on the edge of the mahogany table.
“Gosh you’re so hot worrying even when you’re insid-
He’ll rip a gasp from you then by how erratic his next thrust is, he can’t help it when you say shit like that. Makes him realize how nasty he is being, taking you on the table he eats at, that you eat at, that his guests eat at. By the way you are looking, you must be thinking the same thing and it’s arousing both of you.
His hands will grab needily at the side of your ass while your legs are thrown over them so as to have you almost leaning back, relying on him as he looks down at you. His own eyes gradually become lower and lower as he loses himself in you.
“H-harder Sho, want it harder!” You’ll moan out and he’ll nod obediently, pushing you so that your back comes flush with the cold table top, making you squeal as he starts to thrust into you harder. He never seems to miss your gspot, no matter what, you’re sure he can find it even by accident as he beats into it like it’s his own personal toy.
Your tits bouncing sporadically, up and down your chest as you lurch upwards along the wood because of how he stands on his tippy toes to try and be all in you- as deep as possible. You love when he gets like this, so hell bent on pleasuring you that desperate little moans and groans are tumbling out of his mouth.
He quickly swipes his hair out of his eyes so that he can continue to watch you drip on his cock. He knows when you’re close. Your velvet walls always pulse the same way when your orgasm is coming fast and your mouth always falls open enough for him to easily run his thumb across his.
It must have been because he was so damn hot already, but he was definitely heating you up inside as well via his quirk and it took him a minute to realize it- too lost in the heightened emotion in your face.
“You look so beautiful darling, are you feeling that good?” He asks as he studies your face contorting into a higher level of pleasure, drool starting to collect at the corner of your opened mouth.
“You’re doing so good!” You’ll desperately pant, knowing he loves the praise. It brings out the nasy in him and this is proved when he takes his thumb and swipes it across your full bottom lip. In the same emotion he collects the spit from the corner of your mouth and licks it from his finger. He loves the shocked look on your face before you start rolling into your orgasm.
“Baby I didn’t even get to play with that pretty clit yet.. Can I still?”
Sero
♡ Ughhhhh i’ve had Sero brainrotttttttttttt chileee anywaysss
♡ I think this charming fucker would def love car anything
♡ Car sex
♡ Car head
♡ Car fingering
♡ A N Y T H I N G
♡ It’s just something about the tight space that he loves. Pulling you close to him and wrecking you in any way possible.
♡ He likes that he can park somewhere pretty too!
♡ I just see him loving to prop his phone up and pull you into his lap and record while he goes to town.
♡ “You like this huh babygirl”
✐Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as Sero pointed your face in the direction of his recording phone, he wanted you to look into the camera, fingers caressing your chin.
“C’mon pretty, pay attention to us, we look so good don’t we?” He coos, smirking as your glassy eyes try to focus on the video he was making instead of the stretch in your ass.
He was buried balls deep inside your tight ass as he spread you open for the camera, toying with your clit, as you rested your back against his chest.
“I’m t-too stuffed Hanta! Youre filling me too m-much- fuck!”
Your shaky sentence is cut short as you feel him twitch inside you, you were suctioning him like crazy, so the micro action is enough to send you trembling.
He had pushed into you a while after he pulled you into his lap, but hadn’t moved since. You didn’t know what was driving you more crazy, the lack of friction or the long intrusion.
“My god you’re leaking all over my lap, beautiful, my pants are gonna be ruined.” He states before letting out a low whistle. Impressed by the arousal he’s gotten from just cockwarming you while slightly toying with your clit.
“Hanta!”
He chuckles, eyes low from the joint he just smoked and the tightness enclosing his cock, before finally giving your pussy some attention. Long, slender fingers that are freshly painted black weave through your sticky lips before light smacks are directed at your entire core.
You gasp as his other hand snakes around your waist, holding you in place as he nudges two fingers into your inviting entrance. As soon as they are fully inside you exhale the breath you didn’t know you were holding while dropping the back of your head onto his shoulder.
He would scold you, but the way you’re taking his fingers is mesmerizing and he’s falling into the clutches of wanting to pleasure that pussy. He begins flicking his finger skillfully, interchanging aggressive flicks of the wrist with scissoring his fingers inside of you.
“Baby It feels so good. I-I- I want you to move!” You plead as you try to buck your hips to meet his flicking wrist, but his arm is still holding you in place.
“You think you can handle me stretching this sexy ass, hm?” He whispears into your ear before suckling your earlobe inside his mouth and you nod. He’s glad too because he cock is ready from some action, balls filling with release at the feel of your velvety walls around him.
He brings a strong hand to your hip before he starts to use his feet to retract his hips from underneath you which effectively drags his cock out from your walls. He leaves just the tip inside, so that you can feel the ring of your ass being stretched before he rams it all back in.
The first thrust is enough to indicate that you will not last at all. He knew what he was doing as he continued to fuck into you while curling two fingers into your gspot. The pressure that is building within you is one that only Sero knows how to bring out and you’re desperate for it.
You start bouncing on top of his cock while he continues to stretch your holes which has him groaning, “you like this huh babygirl, gonna cum already for me?” He can barely keep himself from going slack jaw as it feels like your walls will snap him in half with how hard you’re sucking him in.
“You always make me feel so g-good!” You cry out tears trickling down your cheeks as you near the end of your rope, falling on top of his cock, legs having given out.
He takes over though, thrusting his cock into you while attacking your gspot with his fingers, “ fuckkk ‘tsss tight! S-show me how good I make you feel.” He doesn’t have to tell you twice before you’re squirting so aggressively around his fingers and on to his lap.
Sero takes his time and knows just how to make you gush.
Bakugou didn’t think that wearing a Santa suit along with his fraternity brothers would lead to such a fucking from a sexy little helper.
“Are you gonna be able to take care of this?” You purr as you look down at the tied blond while holding up the hem of your slutry red dress to expose your wet panties. Just the view of the large blond handcuffed to your headboard shirtless as his cock strained against the bright red and white Santa pants was enough to excite you. They hung dangerously low on his hips so that you could see his defined v line and happy trail.
“Are you sure you can handle all of this, little girl?” Bakugou rebuttals as he watches you where you stand at the foot of your bed. He can’t get enough of how your beautiful caramel colored skin complimented the sexy red and white little dress you were wearing. How your hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, some curls framing your face along with your big golden hoops. A slight blush was tinted on your checks and along your cute, pierced, button nose from the arousal and cold weather you two had just escaped from.
You wasted no time unzipping your dress and letting it pool on the floor at your feet, opting to leave your white frilly thigh highs on.
“Let’s see who you’ll be calling little when I’m devouring that cock.” You tease as you mount the bed and find refuge in between his legs before running your hands along the red fur of his pants, murmuring about how it was so soft
You look up at him through your thick eyelashes while finally pulling his pants down to see his pre cum stained underwear. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip as you dip down to kiss right below his belly button before dipping lower.
A hum erupts from your lips as you bump your nose into his clothed member while inhaling his scent before you take his cock head into your mouth through the fabric, “agh! You that fuckin’ nasty?” The blond groans as he bucks his hips upwards as more precum oozes from his tip. He has never had his cock sniffed and attended to so attentively before having it sucked, it was causing him to leak everywhere as his chest rises and falls.
“Be Santa’s good little helper and suck me up already.”
“Don’t rush me or I’ll tease you longer.” You reply as you suck hickeys into his hip and thighs. He goes to tug your hair and be the true dom that he always thought of himself as, but stops when he remembers he literally can’t because of the handcuffs and you smile smugly.
“You’re lucky that I wanna get drunk and nasty with you tonight. I know you’re the impatient type, but I was looking for a challenge.” You say against his skin as you pull his underwear down. Your mouth waters at the sight of his heavy monsterous cock which was a mess of clear sticky liquid.
“If ya think you’re gonna be in control here because ya put these s-stupid fuckin’ handcuffs on me then you’re gonna be shit out of luck!” He roars starting to get embarrassed by how you were seemingly trying to dom him.
“No, I’m gonna be in control because I can and I will. You’ll have the best orgasm of your life with me.” With that you wrap your plump lips around his big tip before slithering your tongue around his base to rid him of the precum.
“Tch- fuckin’ brat! Talkin’ big game I bet I’ll have ya fucked dumb!” He breathily threatens as he feels your hot lips and tongue.
“Deal.” Is all you say before you start to slip your mouth further and further down his base. He starts to feel your tight throat early on as it was easy to hit it because of his large size. The tight, ridgey feeling makes his body jerk upwards, the metal of the chains hit the frame again and makes him scowl, he wants to grab your head and push it further down. Due to all his past experiences, he knows that nobody could easily take his length. Just when he was starting to get impatient, you begin to sink further down on his cock making it about ¾ths of the way before you start to feel the burn.
The idea that his cock was actually giving you this much trouble made your folds sticky with arousal. That arousal as well as the alcohol made it an easy decision to relax your mouth and fully submerge yourself on his cock. As it slots itself down your throat, your eyes roll back and you moan in unison with the blond.
“It’s t-tight!” Bakugou hisses in bliss as he finally gets to feel the back of your throat. You pull off with an abundant amount of saliva drooling from your mouth before deepthroating him again, but much faster. Your hands are flat on his thighs while fully taking him in your throat only stopping when you begin to gag.
“Fuu-uck! Gag like the slut ya are!” He groans as he spills some more precum on to your tongue. You pull off and begin to suck about half of him while putting your hands around his lower base.
You twist your hands in opposite directions to pump him as you suction the top half of his cock. His body starts to get stiff as the familiar feeling of a strong orgasm approaches. There is so much spit running from your mouth onto his cock head, your hands, down his balls and to asshole. He had never gotten head this sloppy before but he loved it. So when you dipped one of your hands down to his balls and started to cup them before using your thumb to rub the space under his balls and asshole- he fucking exploded.
He lets out a choked moan before spewing aggressive shots of cum all over your tits, face, and tongue. You don’t stop there though you continue to suck and pump him for moments after that which leaves his head cloudy as he lets out broken overstimulated moans.
“Ngh- ugh- oh my-” He cuts himself off by digging his teeth into his lip as the cute squelching noise from you still pumping and sucking him fills the room before you stop and slowly straddle him.
“Sounds like my good boy liked it.” You say as you start to pull out the silky red ribbon that was holding your hair up. Long, tight brown curls fall messily around your shoulders as you look down at the beautiful man. He on the other hand looked up at you in awe, cock twitching as his cheeks tinted a darker shade of red. What was happening to him?
“Shut up brat of course it-it felt good! You sucking me so desperately!” He manages to bark out, voice showing signs of turning hoarse, while hot shaky breaths come out of his mouth. He watches you tie the ribbon around the base of his cock and balls- snuggly. “I’ve been a good girl right santa? I’ve decided what I want my present to be…” you giggle cutely as you begin to rub your slit along his cock before nudging the sticky tip inside you. This snaps both of you into full attention as you both become hyper fixated on the feeling.
You sink further down on his hot, mess of a member, “I- I just fuckin’ came-“ he chokes out, but his cut off by your loud moan.
“-tsss so big oh f-fuckkk I love it!!!!” Your eyes could damn near turn into heart eyes as you fall completely down on him which erupts a loud slutty moan from you both.
He twitches more intensely as he tries to find his way through the thick clouds he was under, it all just felt so good. There’s no way he was about to get dommed like this though, no, he couldn’t. He wanted to control the pace, he needed to. That pussy was engulfing his cock, your walls so tight and he wanted to wreck them, “don’t cum until I say so okay?” You coo as you begin to test out some bounces on his member.
The first up and down, the first time the thick flesh of your ass comes into contact with his pelvic area which submerges you fully on him, sends both of you into bliss. You began to bounce your ass on his member, using him just like you wanted to the moment you saw his taut muscles rippling under that Santa suit. You admit that he was huuge, way more to handle than you expected. This caused you to be cautious when riding him, “gosh you overly stuff me, I’m gonna be so stretched!!” You admit, crying out as you start to play with you tits in front of the blonds face, “f-faster, go fuckin’ faster you spoiled-” He tries to muster up the coherence to say as he watches your chocolate areolaes and nipples being pinched and fondled like he wanted to do so bad.
He barely finishes his sentence because of the way you stand on your feet to ride his cock, making him lose his breath. Your pussy was leaking pretty little juices everywhere by now because he was rubbing you everywhere inside. The length and girth of his cock made it easy for him to hit deep inside, bumping so beautifully into your gspot and then some.
You reach backwards to fondle his balls, loving how tight they were as if giving away how much he wanted to cum but couldn’t. You lewdly part your legs before him so he can have a full view of you being stretched by his cock as you start to play with your clit, “sounds like you wanna cum to me. Why don’t y-you fucking ask me!” You moan out as you begin to bounce harder which makes him squeeze his eyes shut and shake his head.
He wanted to cum so bad it almost hurt, but he’d be damned if he asked. That didn’t matter to you much though, you’d just cum without him and that’s what you did, succumbing to your knees again and grinding into him.
“O-oh my go-oshhhh yessss fuck!” You draw out as you cum around his fat cock which actually makes loud whines bubble from the strong man. He wanted to cum with you so bad, the way your walls were pulsating around him through the intense aftershocks of your orgasm made his body flex and jerk upwards in attempts to chase his high while he yanked on the damn handcuffs.
The red cuffs snap under the strong man’s tug and make you yelp a bit before pouting at the realization that he had broken them, “you fuckin’ think you can dom me like that you fuckin’ brat!” he seethes almost drunk on lust as he wraps his arms around your lower back tightly.
“You think that you have been a good girl? Just who the hell do you think you are?” He continues incredulously, his eyebrows knitting together in anger as he looks at you so intensely which almost makes you cower away. Maybe he is more of a formidable character after all.
Instead you nod your head and pout more prominently, “yes I ha-”, but are cut off by the way he flips you two so that you are on your back, making you squeal as he towers over you. He looks down at your drenched pussy and grabs his cock to guide it back inside your entrance. The feeling of the bulbous tip, stretching you all over again while you were so sensitive made your head grow fuzzy as your back arches off of the bed.
“No you’ve been a cock hungry slut, desperately trying to satisfy that sloppy pussy.” He growls as he spreads you open so that your legs are spread arms length apart.
“Maybe I’ll give you what you want… if you’re good enough.” He cockily says as he begins to push fully inside of you which makes you start to hiccup, choking on air. Him in control meant aggression and attentiveness as he stuffed you to the hilt in one long torturous stroke.
He starts to snap his hips into yours, making sure that each stroke was completed when his thigh tops slapped against your soft skin almost with bruising strength, “-you’re too deep oh fuck!”
“You can take this right? You wanted it so bad. Let me wreck that pretty pussy.” He groans as he throws your legs over his shoulders, wanting to cup your face, those cheeks, instead.
“Agh agh wa- ah there! There!” You squeal when he starts angling that cock into your spongy spot, but the force of the hold he has on your cheeks makes your pleas come out garbled and utterly cute to him.
“See you’re so fuckin’ cute like this too ya know? A little filthy mess under me.” He states as he uses his other hand to start rubbing messy circles into your clit. You’re so wet that his fingers are slipping all over your puffy clit as he plunges harder inside you which sends you moaning loudly.
You couldn’t believe that he had flipped the tables on you and that you were utterly succumbing to his actions. Your orgasm was approaching too fast and hard. It was coiling tightly in the pit of your stomach and making your chest rise and fall rapidly as your skin grew hot and sticky with your and the blonds sweat.
He throws his head back momentarily, grinding his teeth as he tries to fight the urge to cum as you start to quivering around him, “you gonna cum whore? Go ahead, let go like a good girl and maybe I’ll unwrap this present for you.”
“Want i-it now!”
“Beg-
But you were already ahead of him, hazily realizing he will not give you what you want unless you work for it. That is not something you will do though, being just as stubborn as he is, so as he starts to rub you violently and push you completely over the edge, you tug the ribbon off of his cock. When he feels the pressure of the silky fabric leave his straining cock he freezes inside you. He can’t control how hard he cums inside, instead hoarsely moaning as each spurt ejects from his sensitive tip while your walls gush around him.
“-it-it feels tooo good!” He moans out and all you can do is nod, moans having turned silent, so fucked out from being smacked with the impact of such a powerful orgasm.
Truthfully, you two didn’t even know each other’s name for fucks sake, it was all supposed to be a drunk one night stand. Will there be consequences to such an interesting turn of events?
You did not think that you could be stripped of all emotion or feeling that you once had for someone that you once held so dear. Nor did you expect that this was the way you were about to enter the new year.
But as you sit on the couch, sipping on the fruit cocktail that Mina had stuffed in your hand in an attempt to cheer you up, you find yourself scrolling on your phone. This was the method that you had choosen to distract yourself from the utter disappointment that was delivered to you as you were partying your way into the new year.
Just days before the 31st, one of your close friends since high school broke off your friends with benefits situation that you two somehow had fallen into. A part of you was jarred, dazed and hurt by his confession as you had taken quite a liking to him… he was your first after all. All of your intimate life revolved around him, but so much of your everyday life too.
However, another part of you felt it coming and was preparing for the news. He was just not all there when he was with you. Whenever you two kissed, when he touched you… he just seemed so far away and you figured that it was because he liked another or had lost interest.
Therefore, you had some inkling but truthfully in your heart you thought he would never do anything that was disrespectful towards you. He was just that kind of person, so pure and the epitome of hope. That’s what Izuku symbolizes for everyone, even if they did not always say it or want to admit it. He was just a good person… so why did he walk into the New Years celebration party hand in hand with Uraraka- a close friend of yours?
You did not know how to feel. The implications were clear. If they felt so comfortable to go public then he most likely started to get involved with her a while ago, so definitely during the time you were also with him. It almost felt like a joke because it was so far from his character, but maybe that’s what love does to you?
Love, right. They must be in love, as that thought crossed your mind you felt slightly uncomfortable. Your eyes flick to them as he is helping her fix her ‘Happy New Year’ headband. Her cheeks heavily tinted rosey pink which matches his while he looks longly into her eyes and a toxic thought flashes through your mind- ‘Why not me?’
As soon as it flashes across your mind, your chest feels tight and you are suddenly chugging the rest of your drink before standing up and collecting your belongings. You’re sure it isn’t romantic love that you felt for Izuku, but you do deeply care for him, so the sadness was stemming from the betrayal you feel and you do not want to get consumed by it. That is not how you want to enter the new year which is just a short two hours away.
“Hey I’m going to go to the dorm, I just dont think this is the best place for me to be right now.” You whisper to Mina whose face immediately drops as she side eyes the newly exposed couple before scowling.
She begins to protest without trying to make a scene, but you cut her off “Mina seriously I’ll be fine. I really want to start this year off right. You know how much of a whore I am about starting the new year off right.” You say truthfully which makes her laugh and nod, but even so she cups your face between her hands and pouts.
“You better at least get drunk in your room or something for me, I’ll be texting you!” You find yourself smiling at this, she always knows how to bring that out in you. You start to try and sneakily exit, but you seem to be caught by Kami. Once he realizes you are leaving, so does everyone in the immediate area, which slightly irritates you because that means Izuku and Uraraka too.
“I’m just not feeling too well, so I was going to head back to the dorm.” You offer as sincerely as you can with all eyes on you– maybe not all eyes since the party was rather big, but enough eyes.
“Your punk ass can’t just stay here until the new year starts?” Katsuki’s voice cuts through the protests of your other friends. Now maybe to people outside of your friend group this would have been seen as mean, but you and Katsuki were like this. Although you and Izuku were involved, you and Katsuki actually have a very deep friendship because of how alike you two are. Mina often jokes that it is so weird that you two did not end up together.
As he looks at you scowling while silently telling you he wants you to stay, you wonder why you two never did get together? You realize that Izuku seemed to consume you early on, as you did with him, and you never had the chance to explore other options, but it was not like Katsuki wanted to either.
You stick your tongue out at him before teasingly saying, “don’t worry Katsuuu you know I’m taking your rude ass into the new year even if I won’t be here with you. That goes for everyone actually!” You say to try and lighten the mood and get your friends to actually let you leave. This seems to have that effect because everyone starts saying their goodbyes to you while hugging, except a certain pair who can not even look you in the eye. You can not help the eye roll that you let out at the green haired man, he was better than this at the very least.
As soon as you are outside in the fresh air, you feel a million times better even as you hurriedly walk to your dorm house that was shared between you and the rest of your group of friends. Once safely inside, you make sure to update Mina before ridding yourself of any makeup and throwing on a warm oversized sweater and some Nike pro shorts.
You grab yourself a water bottle before deciding on a bath, but as you walk through the hallway to get to your room, the front door begins to unlock. Now you are a bit creeped out, but you remain there to see who would be coming in and are pleasantly surprised to see Katsuki.
“Fucking loser, what are you doing here?” You ask as you crack open the water and begin to drink it, taking in his appearance. He really is an attractive man, having grown into himself a lot and at the thought of that you exhale shakily. This was the first time you actually could have thoughts like this about another man as you are not tied to another. It is…refreshing?
He is walking up to you no sooner, “tch I was making sure you are okay, dumbass.” He seems unlike himself tonight, maybe he had more to drink than normally. He always got interesting when he was drunk, thinking of other drunk encounters with him made you chuckle as you begin to question him, “Katsuki are you already dru-
“I know you were messing around with Deku.”
The laugh gets caught in your throat as you look at him, stunned into silence and he shakes his head and stuffs his hands into his pants. “I- uh- just wanted to make sure you were actually okay.”
“How did you-
“It was so obvious.” He cuts you off and you start to question if this was true. Mina often said it did not look that way because Izuku was always so affectionate and helpful with people, so people often thought that was what was going on between you two. Unless the two of you stated something which hinted at it, most really did not know, so how did he?
Either way you are caught and out of everybody you are glad it is him to find out. You two were always close enough to confide in eachother, “I’m fine just disappointed I guess? I’m still not sure, all I know is that I feel detached from him now in a way.”
He points to the kitchen as he starts to walk that way, indicating that he wants you to follow him which you do. You hop on the counter while he rummages through the fridge, probably trying to find water as well, “so you two were serious then?” He asks, face still in the fridge.
“I wouldn’t say we were serious. Never official, but we have been messing around since our high school days. That makes his rummaging stop slightly before he continues, “so you two were just fucking?”
Your cheeks get hot at this, you weren’t one to shy away from such language or topics but still it was so straight to the point that you let out an embarrassed laugh, “Yes pretty much.” He finally turns around with a water bottle in hand and leans against the fridge, expecting you to continue as he opens the water. “I don’t know what you want me to say. It just sort of happened.” You chuckle awkwardly not sure why he is staring at you so smolderingly, “but why…?” His question confuses you. Was he asking you why you liked Izuku? Or why did it stop? More importantly, why did he care?
You look at hims confused before you shrug, “I mean I don’t know we were always close so I guess that’s why we started to lik-
“Not that dumbass. I’m asking why you guys never made it official?”
“Oh! Well that’s because….” You trail off realizing that you do not know why you two never made it official, towards the end of the situationship you did start having the idea of wanting him to maybe ask you out. Clearly he did not do it then because he liked Uraraka, but what about before then? Unless…. “Well I guess he never saw himself with me like that.” You realize out loud. That hurt once it was said out loud, not because of the idea that he did not see you more than a fuck, but because you allowed yourself to be seen as that.
“Well he fucked up.”
“Yea I guess- wait what?” You almost get whiplash at how fast you look at the man who was nonchalantly drinking his water.
He throws the empty plastic away and shrugs, “you heard me. He fucked up letting you go.” You could not tell where this was coming from. Was it coming from a place of comfort- him being a friend- or something more. It made you force out a chuckle, a nervous chuckle, and he loved it. That’s all his ears need to hear to get his body switching to that predator mode, right where he wants you.
“Why are you surprised? You also fucked up for letting such a fuckin’ loser hit.” Now your eyes were popping out of your skull as you looked at him, was he really insulting you right now? And to think that you almost thought that he was coming on to you.
You scrunch your eyebrows together as you cross your arms over your chest, “shut up Katsuki this isn’t funny!”
“I’m not joking. I figured you were messing with someone so I didn’t step in, but if I would have known that it was him I would have swept you off your feet a long time ago!” He exclaims as he begins to walk closer to you which makes your body shiver.
He is smiling ever so smugly as he rests his palms on the counter you’re sitting on, on either side of your thighs. “Katsuki what are you talking about!” You squeal as your cheeks burn while you look up at the man, if it was anybody that knew how to fluster you it was always Katsuki. You have that effect on him too and you always chalked it up to your personalities bouncing off of each other, but right now it feels different.
“Don’t act dumb, you know what I’m saying.” He rasps, dropping his head a bit lower so that it is closer to yours as he eyes you seriously.
You are so confused, is he really trying to say that he likes you?, “I.. don’t know what to say.” You can tell that this is not the response that he is looking for, his eyes slightly knitting together as he lets out a huff.
“Have you never thought about me like that?” You think about his question deeply, there is a point in time where you thought that you two could be a thing, “I mean yea our sen-
“Senior year, right.” He confirms it easily, a small smile adorning his face as your answer confirms everything he feels, “me too. When we started getting really close I had the same feeling, but it all seemed to stop. I guess that’s when Deku got to you.” You are never surprised by Katsuki’s perceptiveness, but even this is throwing you for a loop.
You begin to shake your head, “there’s no way you liked me then. I stopped because you seemed so uninterested!”
“I didn’t know how to deal with it, plus I convinced myself you didn’t feel the same… then you didn’t.”
Now your thoughts are racing, he can see all the gears in your head working, as you think about how if you or he would have confessed back in senior year then you very well could have been together right now? Could that be possible?
His grip on your chin breaks you from your thoughts and suddenly you’re all there, “there you go thinkin’ too much like you always do. I know you can relax…” he says as his other large hand starts to trail up your thigh. The hotness of it makes your eyes flick to it in an instance, it feels good against your skin.
He follows your eyes and once he notices that you are watching his hand, he makes a show of squeezing the carmel flesh of your thigh which makes your back arch as you squirm. His other hand that was gripping your chin slips to the back of your neck and it’s equally as hot. So hot. So unlike Deku’s.
“Katsuki I- We can’t-
“If you say so.” He rasps lowly, but he doesn’t move. Instead he stays caressing your neck while twirling the fabric of your oversized sweater, searching your face to see if he has made a mistake when telling you all of this. However, you stare back at him with equal amounts of interest and it makes his stomach flip. God is he nervous, but he finds himself leaning into you and you follow.
You thought his hands were hot, but that is nothing compared to his lips, his tongue, his spit. It is smoldering, not only physically but also due to the force he is putting behind the actions to mold you two together. It is something you have never felt before. This kind of passion, the desperation behind the kiss quite literally transfers to you as you find yourself gripping his shirt to pull him closer. Your skin is hot, ears ablaze, as you start to tangle your tongue with his not caring about your teeth hitting his or the way he nips at your lips. It is dizzying and you want to explore it all.
“I-I thought you said we couldn’t” He said in between kisses to your redden lips and you sigh into his mouth, “shut up asshole.” You whisper breathlessly as you pull back enough to rest your foreheads together, he is equally as out of breath, but that didn’t stop his roaming hands. They squeeze at your side, pulling you closer to him as he slots himself between your legs, “did you like that?”
His hot breath fans your neck where he begins leaving hard kisses which have you rubbing the defined muscles of his back through the fabric, your chest pressing into his as you nod. You can feel his smirk against your skin as he bites at it, making you choke out a gasp at his rough attentiveness and then he’s cockily talking again.
“He didn’t do you right at all huh.. No he didn’t.” And with that he’s hoisting you up which makes your eyes fly open as you cling to him, “Katsuki!” But he’s shushing you by gripping your meaty ass cheeks as his feet stomp their way through the house and into his room.
In a flash his lips are back on yours and a surprised whine slips from your mouth as you kiss him back, fingers weaving into his soft hair. And then you’re falling, landing with a soft ‘oomph’ on his bed as he climbs on top of you. He looms over you, on his knees, and suddenly you feel shy- having him stare at you so intently.
“Don’t get all shy on me now, pretty girl.” He rasps and you’re blushing hard, for all the years you’ve known Katsuki you rarely hear him singing his praises. And whenever you do, it stuns you. It was so unlike him and under current circumstances, makes your stomach flutter in a way that you often tried to ignore.
You are snapped back to reality when you feel the bed shifting under his weight as he tugs his shirt off, but before you can embarrass yourself by staring at his rippling array of muscles and dips, he is pushing the oversized sweater up your legs and exposing the flesh that falls below your breast. His hands are all over you again and any excuse you were going to feebly make melts away under the touch of his hot hands that rub your sides.
He scoots up until his jean cladded bulge knocks into your exposed core under his new position on his knees between your legs which bend upwards to allow him in, “can I?” For once his voice is low and unsure as his hand finds the end of the sweater again, indicating he wants to remove it. One look at his face is all you need to decide to throw caution to the wind, such concentrated focus adorns his normally hard features as he analyzes the new parts of your body that he can now see before he realizes you’re looking at him.
“I’ll do it for you.” And with that you are stripping yourself of the fabric and he groans as he watches your breasts spill from the underside of it, delicious circular globs sit hotly on display for him. He can not even begin to count how many times he imagined what your pretty breasts would look like, what those sexy brown nipples would look like, under his touch.
He found himself gulping hard as he cups them shakily, inhaling air as the buds almost automatically harden under his touch. You don’t have time to say anything because he is dipping down to suckle one of the brown nipples into his hot mouth. A moan erupts from your mouth as he lathers the bud in spit while groping the other, his actions are almost rushed as he pushes you so that your back hits the sheets. He continues his attack on your breasts, using his mouth on the soft flesh to suck and nip while his other hand finds your waist to start to guide your hip upwards and against his.
Another moan tumbles out of you when you feel his stiff cock bumping against you mid region, it’s almost intoxicating how much pleasure that action alone causes. The feeling was mutual though, because a low groan leaves his mouth as he starts to put pressure behind his movements now, making sure he is pressing his weight against you so that you can feel all of him.
This is the start of the grinding, it’s hot and needy from both ends as he marks your flesh. Your head is thrown back as you work to keep your hips moving in time with his like dogs, “You’re needy huh, pretty?”
Your teeth sink into your lip as you nod, eyes fixated on his lowering form leaving a trail of kisses down your stomach and to your waistband. He can feel you stiffen when his hand lands on the elastic material of the shorts, “hey, fuckin’ look at me.” Despite his words, his tone is soft and your eyes meet his ruby ones.
“Do you want me to make you cum?”
Your face is on fire again and your hands fly to your face, “aht aht I said look at me.” His tone is commanding now, serious as he squeezes your thighs. He is so blunt with his words, eyes brimming with tamed excitement as he awaits an answer. You’re not used to this kind of blunt, vulgar ness but it excites you as much as it flusters you.
“Yes.” You manage out barely above a whisper and normally this wouldn’t be enough for the man, but he isn’t going to push you to express yourself anymore outwardly than you’re used to. At least not yet….
With another nod of confirmation from you, he begins to pull your underwear and shorts down and no sooner you’re laying bare in front of Katsuki Bakugou. He is spreading you apart soon thereafter and your hands are flying to your face again under the exposure.
“I always knew you were a nasty girl under that pretty little fuckin’ face of yours!” He states, eyes roaming over your glistening folds in pure desire.
“You never were the quiet type so tell me y/n why are you so quiet tonight?” As you open your mouth to answer, his middle finger is weaving through your folds and then you’re choking on your response.
“I like to hear those pretty sounds, those slutty little noises you make.” He teases as he starts to thumb at your puffy clit which is already sensitive from the grinding. The power he was gaining from having you turn to putty under him had the air sizzling around you too, your skin was starting to heat up to a temperature almost matching his and you wanted more.
“Katsu!” You whine as your hips buck up into his hand, “please, fuck…” you let the desperate words fall from your mouth and he drinks it up. He begins to circle your entrance slightly, almost pushing a finger in before circling again and it has you mewling.
“Please what? You’re going to have to give me more than that.” The smirk in his tone is evident, but so is the strain in his pants. He doesn’t know how much longer he will be able to tease you like this, he wants to consume you. He has waited for so long, but he is on a mission and everything needs to be delivered just as he wanted it.
“Just- just please give me more!” You moan eyes looking at him as he licks his lips and nods, his eyes flick to your pussy where he watches your hole swallow his middle finger. The action makes you arch off the bed as the thick appendage invades your wet insides, and he’s moaning right along with you. He can feel how your walls cling to his mere finger alone and he knows pushing inside you is going to make him lose his mind.
He begins to testingly thrust within your tight cavern and watches your reactions to every movement, how your eyes squeeze shut when he retracts his finger or how your body shakes when it’s fully back inside you. You’re drenched in seconds and he pushes his pointer finger right along with his middle inside you which provides a big stretch, you are gasping at this but it’s nothing like the shudder that comes out of you when you feel his breath on your wet pussy.
“Gonna eat this pretty cunny up.” He declares and then he’s suckling your needy clit into his mouth which erupts a loud, “oh fuck!” from your lips. His hot mouth enclosing your bud sends your mind and body into a frenzy. It almost feels like he is working in slow motion, and maybe he is, lapping slowly at your folds while doing the ‘come here’ motion inside your pussy with his two fingers. His fingers teasingly graze your g spot with a feather like touch that provides an air sucking juxtaposition to the hard pressure behind his tongue.
“I-I-It feels so good!” You gasp out and he’s grunting deeply, using his free hand to push one of your legs back until your thigh is touching your stomach which is when you can start feeling your orgasm approaching.
He can feel your walls spasming around his fingers and this is right where he wants you as he starts to finger fuck your gspot. He makes sure each thrust rams into that spongy spot until he can hear your pussy squelching over your gasps and moans. His tongue begins to flick fastly over your bud as you start ascending, eyes unfocused as your head turns to the side- hand reaching out to clutch the bedsheets.
You can barely make out the digital clock that glows with the number 10:41 on it or the fact that your phone has been dinging on the floor like crazy. No, you can barely breathe as your moans go silent awaiting your impending orgasm, “come on, right there, breathe for me and let go.” He rasps lowly and you’re nodding vigorously only able to hone in on him. On his slurping against your sex as he guides you through the fog, on how his hand is sweaty under his bruising grip on your thigh, on the subtle rock of the bed because he has been grinding into the sheets almost in heat.
You inhale just as he tells you so, unceremoniously, gulping and sucking in rushes and rushes of air as your legs begin to shake around the man’s head. You cum when you exhale, hard and long as the man continues to lick and suck you through your orgasm obnoxiously as he no longer is able to pump his fingers within you as you clamp tightly and pulsate around him.
You blink away some tears that seem to obscure your vision as you try to catch your breath, chest raising and falling as he sits up straight licking his lips like an animal who just devoured its prey. You watch as he begins to take his belt off, ridding himself of his pants after, “that was such a nice one, now I’m going to make sure I do it again and again until we cross into the New Year.” He states, “have you cumming into the New Year right!”
You breathlessly laugh at this, still trying to catch your breath as he rids himself of his underwear before returning to his rightful position in between your legs, but this time with his throbbing cock in hand. It makes your breath hitch as soon as you feel the weight of it on your pubic bone as he parts your legs.
“Put it in like a good girl.” He commands you and you’re falling into the tight confines he has you lust bound by, gripping his cock as best as you can as it barely is able to fit in your hand.
You decide to teasingly rub him against your overly sleek folds, letting it catch on to your clit which makes him groan deeply, hips jerking desperately to feel the sensation against his leaking tip again.
“D-does that feel good?” You shakily ask as you feel his cock twitch heavy in your hand at the sound of your voice. You are observing him now, deeply watching how he responds to everything you do because it was completely new to you- being able to explore another like this.
“Oh I know you’re not trying to tease me, nasty girl?”
“Maybe I am.” You muster up the courage to say and he is baring his teeth at you in a devious smirk as he scoops your wrists into his large hand and holds them over your head. His other hand grabs at your legs, pushing it up as he lines himself up with your entrance in a taunting manner.
“Don’t get yourself into more fucking trouble than you can handle!” He states as his pink cockhead finally meets the bare skin of your pussy hole which makes both of you gasp, but it’s nothing compared to the stretch that ensues once he starts to dip into you.
You’re so aroused by the scene of him pushing- no trying to literally stuff you- full of his cock that you start seeping, “if you’re the trouble then maybe I like it!”
“Hah!” He lets out an amused laugh that turns into a strained moan as he finally stretches you to your capacity. Fat cock buried so deep inside you it feels like he might not be able to even start moving, but your eyes are screwed shut under the searing stretch and he just wants to see your pupils blown out and hear your moans so what does he do?
He begins retracting his hips and your eyes shoot open, “fuck! Ka-katsuki!” You squeal, trying to jerk against his tight grasp on your hands, but he won’t allow it. He wants to see all of you as he delivers his first ever, earth shattering thrust to that beautiful pussy… and the sight was almost too much for him to handle. An almost far away look takes over your features as your eyes, that were on his redding face, unfocus while your eyebrows scrunch together. Your mouth falls open as you let out a beautiful, airey stuttered moan while your pussy quivers around him.
The powerful hold your pussy has on his cock, but that you also have on him, almost pushes him over. The thrust provides intense pleasure through both of your connected bodies and has you both realing for more, desperately. He ends up releasing your hands in favor of throwing your legs on his shoulders, so that he can hold your waist. He begins to plunge completely into you and your moans fly against the walls of his room, his strained voice flowing with them like complementary colors would with each other.
You’re in pure bliss as he starts to increase the power and speed behind each of his thrusts, jolting the bed and making the headboard smack against the wall. Your moans were unrestricted and loud, spewing all kinds of shit but one catches his attention in particular, “I cant believe you havent been fucking me like this all along!”
The statement makes his hips stutter and your skin seems to grow even hotter under the astonishedly turned on expression that takes over his facial features, “yea pretty girl you like this cock that much? Want me to give it to you all the time?” You’re nodding your head vigorously as his thrusts grow more desperate at the look of you utterly succumbing to his cock.
“Yea look at you so desperate for me, you poor thing you must’ve not been getting fucked right all along.” He grumbles just as he starts ramming his length into your spongy spot and you welcome each thrust with one of your own, having placed one of your hands on the bed to hoist yourself up and aid you in bucking forward to match his movements.
“Tell me that I’m better!”
“Huh?” is all you can muster as he starts the obliteration of your walls, yet you’re no better still grinding in time with him. You’re both so delirious, so desperate as you chase highs that neither of you have ever experienced before.
“You fuckin’ heard me!” And with that he is grabbing the back of your neck with both hands and pulling you forward so that your waist now rests on top of his kneeling form, the action effectively pushing him further in you and making you squeal as you wrap your legs around his back..
You’re babbling about how he is so deep now and other shit that you won’t be able to remember, but that is not what he wants to hear and the pulling of your hair signals that as it wills your mind to focus on his question. His teeth begin to graze the hot flesh of your neck before stopping at your ear, “be honest like that pussy. Tell me I’m better.” And then he’s sucking your earlobe into his mouth and still clutching on your hair.
“You are! You are I swear I’ve never-
“Felt this way before?”
You nod as you cup his face between your hands, “feels soooo perfect!” you whine as he starts to grind into you again, rubbing every part of you as his broken moans fan your face. One of his hands finding refuge on your lower back while the other rubs your clit rapidly, “im gonna– fuck fuck fuck-” You smash your lips into his, teeth clanking and he lets out a gasp in response, but eventually kisses you so violently as he continues to smash into your gspot.
He only pulls away when your walls start spasming, “–nghhh fuck yes! Cum on this cock like I know you want to. I bet you want me to fill that delicious cunt up too huh?”
“Please fill this pussy up. Never let him do it. Never-
And at that, a sound that you didn’t even know you could make rips out of you as you come, clenching around him with vigor. He barely registers the fireworks bursting in the distance, indicating the start of the New Year as he is hell bent on hearing every precious sound that you could make. He is putting your back to the sheets as he continues to plow into you convulsing walls, making you babble and claw at his back with your acrylic nails.
He roughly grabs your chin, “take it! You fucking asked for it, riling me up like this, so- fuck- fuckin’ take it all.” He said through clenched teeth as you seep around his length right down to the bedsheets, you’re forced to look at him as you roll into your third orgasm of the night.
He starts to whine and moan as his thrusting picks up to an almost barbaric pace, “that slutty pussy is already cumming again? Fuckkkk, good girl!” He can’t stop the praises that drip from his lips as he nuts inside you with growl like grunts as the headboard starts knocking into the wall again. You’re too out of it to care though, relishing the fact that you can actually feel him cumming inside of you and noting how hot it feels.
You’re both twitching messes as he pulls out only to sloppily gather your mixed juices and stuff them back inside your oozing hole with his two fingers which has you experiencing aftershocks harder, “you look so good with my cum dripping out of you.”
“Fuck Katuski that was…” You breathlessly try to find your words as he kisses your sweaty skin and laughs, “don’t hurt your damn self.”
You decide to laugh at this as you start playing with his hair, “Happy New Year, pretty girl.” Your eyes widen as you realize it quite literally is finally 12:00 and he really did fuck you into the new year.
“Happy New Year you’ve definitely made it memorable already.” You say as you bring him in for a kiss which he seems shocked by and when you pull away he confirms this, “I can’t get enough of you doing that.”
“How about I go get us some drinks and we can continue to celebrate?” He asks as he untangles himself from you while grabbing his underwear to put back on, awaiting your answer.
You bite your lip and nod, “Okay but no promises that i’ll be that nice again.” he says on his way out and as you grab your phone, “that was being nice?” You joke, but he just flips you off before disappearing outside his room.
You begin to reply to numerous Happy New year texts before realizing Mina had messaged you quite a bit, they read:
‘I’m glad you made it home!’
‘Deku left, is he there with you?’
‘Hello, did he go there?’
“Bakugou is gone too’
The last was a garbled happy new year text that clearly indicated that she was drunk, but what did she mean that Deku had left the party? Could she have been mistaken, you wonder?
But she wasn’t because just outside in the kitchen where Katsuki stood grabbing water was a stunned Deku, “How fuckin’ long have you been here, nerd?” He asks as he retrieves two water bottles and awaits the man to muster up the focus to respond as he sips the cool liquid.
“Uh- um not long Kacchan! I forgot something in my room. Ill be leaving soon!” He was such a bad liar and Katsuki was relishing his reactions as he tried to not eye the sweat and mark covered blond.
“Good because I doubt you want to stay long. Y/n’s kinda loud when she’s actually enjoying herself.” The arrogant laugh that erupts out of the man along with an actual smile leaves the freckled face boy stunned and jealous just as he should be.
➥➥Kinks included- *Very dark themes*, Oral (F and M Receiving), fingering, CNC, cucking, voyerism, exhibitionism, bondage, knife play, full nelson, smacking, hair pulling, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, Double penetration, anal & anal play such as rimming, squirting, real aggressive sex. Harsh name calling as well.
Description:That’s definitely not your boyfriend and yet it feel so good.
Can you tell ?? ;0
You should have known something was wrong as soon as you realized there was a figure kneeling over you as you groggily woke up out of where you slept on your stomach in bed. Initially, you render it to be your cheeky boyfriend, croaking his name out as you rub your eyes about to turn around. You didn’t understand then that it couldn’t be your boyfriend, him being prone to waking you up as he barrels through the house every time he comes in.
Too sleepy to connect the dots, it’s not until cold nimble fingers are placed firmly on your shoulder blade, keeping you from turning around that you know- your boyfriend is always warm. Your blood runs cold as you go stiff under the man, the bed is the only thing making noise under his shifting weight.
“W-who are you?” You manage out, still as a fucking board and a cold chuckle erupts from the man’s throat.
“It wouldn’t be much fun if I told you.” He says and at this you’re throwing a sharp elbow to the man’s face, scurrying from under him when you hear him inhale roughly. You’re flying off the bed to get to the door of your room and are just about to yank it open when a large, gloved hand slams it closed. The other gripping the back of your neck and squeezing it so hard that you squeal.
“That was so fuckin’ bratty of you.” He snarls as he flips you around and only then can you get a good look at him. He’s wearing a, sadistically covered in blood, Ghostface mask with a long sleeve black shirt underneath. His voice under the guise of another no doubt being modified. He presses his forearm to hold you in place at your collarbones as you glare at him, “let me the fuck go-
You start but he’s tapping a sharp knife to the mouth of the mask uttering a long, “shhhhhhhh sh sh sh.” Your mouth runs a bit dry, fear courses through your veins at the upper hand this man definitely has now as he laughs again. His chest rising and falling, his lean muscles on full display through the tightness of the shirt as he moves the knife closer to your face.
“Don’t tell me you’re scared of this? That’s not true is it.” He states as he taps the weapon on your cheek and you gulp slightly before the sharp metal tip is lightly scratching into your skin. He pulls it further down, dragging it to the bottom of your chin, making your chest rise and fall with rugged vigor. Fearful, but intrigued all the same, as he pulls the weapon down the front of your neck and stops in between the valley of your breasts.
You can’t see it but he’s smirking under the mask, making the knife catch on the material of your lace bra before it pierces through. Your bra rips open and your breasts spill out, making you gasp as you try to move away from his hold. He only snickers at this, your attempts are beyond futile, as he pushes you down on the bed.
Your hands are bound tightly behind your back no sooner as he positions you at the foot of the bed, tying your ankles together next. You aren’t any stranger to rope play, and you can tell neither is this man. The knots are meticulous and the restraint they create are strong and utterly tight. Even so, you wiggle and squirm trying to loosen them or find one that is faulty and willing to give way when he speaks again, “you’re always so disobedient.”
He’s yanking you up by your hair now, “I hate that.” He sneers into your ear as he straddles your back, the ache in your scalp only multiplying as he strains to hold you in place. The cold knife is felt again on the side of your thigh and your squirming stops as it moves farther and farther up your supple skin, the pointy weapon providing a dizzying juxtaposition to the slight piercing, tickling sensation it is actually producing. You like this too much, you think, what would your boyfriend think if he knew.
You don’t know it but the man will not dare to actually pierce into your beautiful skin. He knows better than to leave those kinds of scars on your body, either way he’ll surely be marking your body soon just in a different manner. He roughly dips the blade under the side of your panties and you can hear the fabric screaming under it, fibers snapping as he slices it to ribbons.
“All the fake fighting in shit only for you to be this goddamn wet already. Did you really think I was your little boyfriend?” He mocks, crying out your boyfriend’s name like you had done earlier and heat rises to your face.
“He-he’ll be here soon!” You lie through your teeth, you don’t know when the fuck your boyfriend will be home, but it just seems like a good thing to say, to maybe make him retreat. Is that what you want?
He’s unfazed though, more excited even, as he props your legs open as much as they can, “well then let’s see how far we get before he comes along because you see dear I think you’re this wet allll for me.” With that his eyes burn holes into your body, admiring you in this convoluted position. Seeing you all bound and helpless before him is such a power trip especially with how snarky you normally are. Your hands cutely behind your back, tied all the way to the elbow while your ankles are equally restrained together. Flat on your stomach and naked to the touch.
You know you shouldn’t like what comes next, but something about it is so delicious. The man brings a large palm down on your asscheek, causing you to yelp out a cry not because you are in pain but because it startles you. “C’mon I know your dirty little boyfriend is at least a bit harsher to you.” This should have frightened you, the fact that he knows the mannerisms of your intimate life, but before you can answer he’s cracking his hand against your fleshy ass again and you’re mewling.
“That’s funny y/n. It almost sounds like you like it.” He teases as he slaps the skin again, harder, making you wince and wither in demented pain and pleasure. “Your boyfriend pampers you too much and I’m not going to do that.” Another smack with jolting force makes you clench your teeth. It’s true too, your boyfriend isn’t as rough as you know you can handle. He always says he never wants to get carried away, too scared to hurt you, but you wonder seriously if he’d ever give you what you want.
“Do I know you?” you shakily ask and the man hums as he rubs the rising, wilted flesh of your ass.
“Are you trying to find a justification for liking this?” His question comes out smug and you’re red in the face just as your ass is. You try to seem serious when you shake your head in disagreement, but you know you must look like a liar as he starts to grope at your ass more harshly. The skin is soft, he feels that even through the gloves he has on and by god does he want to devour you. It was getting harder to wait, for fucks sake he should be allowed to do a bit more than this right?
He should, he decides as he testingly runs his pointer finger up and down your slit and you arch off the bed in surprise, “I’m trying to wait until your boyfriend gets here, but you’re making this so hard.” He growls as he yanks your hips up, so that you’re pathetically in doggy. Knees doing all the work since you are restrained, upper body still resting on the bed, you are now utterly exposed to him. Your whole core at the mercy of his eyes as you glisten and throb under his intense gaze, “can I start or do you want me to wait until your boyfriend gets here, hm? Either way he’ll be watching.”
You gulp at this, your stomach is twisting in suspense and anticipation at his words. You are starting to understand that he isn’t here to hurt you and his mannerisms are starting to become a bit familiar. If this is what you are thinking then you are…overjoyed. Even so, you’re too jumbled up inside to make a decision based on the little that you know and he knows this.
“We can start early, why don’t we?” He decides for you and you whimper, more excited than before, as you squirm which makes him slap your pussy.
“O-ow!” You shockingly babble and he’s rolling his eyes, smacking you again which makes you moan.
“I know you can take more than this, so be a good slut and take it.” He instructs as he shoves two fingers inside you, truthfully making you wince. They’re so long and it’s proving to be a tight squeeze, but not for long. The lack of regard for prepping you has you leaking all over him, making fingering you all the more easy. He’s quiet for a moment, so sooo entranced by how beautiful your cunt is and how hot it looks stretching out on his fingers. How dare his buddy keep you all to himself for such a long time. There is no way he is holding back now.
“Oh my go-
You stop yourself by biting your lip as he nudges his fingertips into your needy gspot and he can’t help how his mouth drops open a bit as you subconsciously arch into his fingers to feel the prodding again. His mental restraints snap as he grips your asscheek to spread it apart to start cramming his fingers as far as humanly possible in you, curling into your most sensitive spot.
“Look at you, such a dirty bitch.” The harsh words mixed with the harsh fingering has you twitching while little moans start to fly out of your mouth. Your squelching is so loud that he almost misses the unlocking of the front door, almost. He stops abruptly and you whine loudly before you can even protest, let alone realize that you’re protesting, he is hopping off of the bed so stealthy. He shoves his hands in his pockets to bring out duct tape which he expertly rips and slaps across your mouth. After, he stretches his lean body out before looking down at you, “show time.”
You’re shocked until he leaves the room, what follows is loud grunts and thumps before he kicks the door open with his foot, tsking “fuckin’ hell you both are a lot of work.” He has your boyfriend in hand, more like has your boyfriend’s hands behind his back as he shoves him to sit in the desk chair. He makes sure it’s directly facing you as he works to restrain him to it which proves hard since your boyfriend is fighting and yelling, “y/n d-did this prick hurt you?”
A laugh bubbles out of the masked man when you sporadically shake your head ‘no’ without even realizing how crazy you are being.
“See she likes it and I haven’t even done much. Why don’t I fill you in?”
With that he returns to the position on the bed over you, making sure to tug your ass back in the air all the while your boyfriend is yelling out protests to get his hands off and away from you. You’re wide eyed, staring into his beautiful eyes when you feel the anonymous man’s fingers prodding at your entrance again. The way your eyes flutter can’t be controlled as he skillfully remembers exactly where the spot is that makes you arch and twitch.
“We’ve gotten a bit acquainted.” The man chuckles as he slaps your ass aggressively which makes your boyfriend’s eyes twitch. He can’t believe his eyes. He has never seen you like this in all the times he’s ravished you, too scared to show you how nasty he has thought about treating you. But now seeing you all tied up, naked, and with your ass in the air while some stranger is two fingers deep in you stirs something in him.
“Look how fast I make your whore girlfriend cum.”
Your eyebrows are furrowed inward as your eyes unfocus on your boyfriend. He knows that face too well, he knows you are cumming on that asshole’s fingers, almost on command which makes the man let out a low impressed whistle. When you are done and panting hard under the rough duct tape he smacks your pussy which is puffy and sensitive, causing you to squirm and hips to fall.
He smacks the side of your face as soon as the tops of your thighs meet the bed sheets and your boyfriend is yelling again, angrily, but the man just ignores him “did I tell you to fucking let your legs fall?” When you don’t answer he smacks you again, adding a bit more force to the point where it stung and it’s enough to pull you out of the shocking orgasm you just had. You’re shaking your head rapidly and he hums in approval, watching as you arch yourself again.
“You see how she’s getting ready for me? This is what happens when you don’t properly discipline a bitch.” He’s talking to your boyfriend now, but you whimper at how harsh he is being to you. What will it take for you to get some praise, you sickly think, as you wag your ass for him which even surprises him.
“Looks like somebody wants to please their Master, huh? I didn’t know you were this nasty y/n. You must be a handful for your boyfriend. That’s okay, I’ll teach him a thing or two.” With that you hear the bed creaking again before teeth are digging deeply into the swell of your asscheek which makes you squeal against the adhesive tape on your mouth.
“D-don’t fucking mark her!” Your boyfriend yells, but the strain in his pants betrays him entirely. He is enjoying this too, watching as the man sucked and bit the same flesh he often ran his hands, lips, tongue over. He is fucking tainting you so perfectly. You on the other hand are so deeply invested in how his teeth dig into you and how hard he sucks the skin into his mouth that you are reeling, drunk even, and waiting for what he is to do next.
Your eyes are squeezing shut when feeling his long tongue curl under you pussy to land on your clit, whole mouth open and drooling on you as he makes a show of quite literally having your whole sex within his mouth. His nose is bumping uncaringly against your ass as he starts to lap you all over. His mouth is so hot, nothing like his cold fingers and demeanor, as he greedily flicks his tongue over your bundle of nerves. You’re moaning so hard now against the moistening duct tape that you can barely make out something constantly getting caught on your clit, so deliciously before he’s pulling away and panting roughly. He is lust bound by the couple of minutes he took to lap you up, gulping down your arousal with and neediness as he relished the taste and abundance.
He sits up quickly, straight on his knees and you can hear his belt unbuckling, “sorry buddy. I can’t seem to hold back.” He rasps as he shoves his jeans and underwear to the mids of his thighs which effectively is enough to snap your boyfriend out of the trance he was put in by watching you get eaten alive.
“Don’t you fucking dare.” He seethes seriously this time as he starts to pull on his restraints, but the man is too busy pumping his heavy cock in his hand. He yanks the gloves off to spread the pre all over his length before he presses it against your folds. You can feel how hot and heavy it is as he pulses against you which makes your legs wobble and give out. He growls now, “Useless whore. I told you to stay up, but since you like being down there so much-” He smashes your face into the bed sheets as he begins to rut his full rod like cock between your entire pussy. This time the duct tape does little to hide your noise when you feel it bump into your clit. It sends you reeling with the realization of just who you are dealing with, all suspicions confirming at the feel of the fat cockhead and the cool meta-
“You fuckin’ dick!” Your boyfriend is up in a flash, bopping the man in the head before yanking the damned mask off with anger.
“I told you not to get your dick anywhere near her pussy Touya! It’s too much when she doesn’t know who you are! It’ll scare her!”
“Listen Keigo, she’s not stupid. She knows it’s fucking me. For fucks suck who else has a cock piercing.” Dabi groans annoyedly at the fact that he got interrupted.
“Move your damn hand you barbarian.” Hawks is yanking his hand off its spot on your head that was still pushing you into the mattress. He cups your pretty face while gently pulling the duct tape off.
“Is that true kid? Did you know it was him?”
You look into his golden eyes and nod slowly, “I kind of started to pick up on it, but I definitely felt the- the piercing.” You’re blushing at this, twitching against the cock that is still pressed firmly against your folds which makes Dabi bite his lip as he moves to grip your hip.
“Are you sure he wasn’t too rough? Your face is all red!” He pouts before throwing an angry glare at Dabi who only rolls his eyes and shrugs.
“Stop treating her like glass. She wants to be broken, sucha whor-
“Untie her arms at least, asshole.”
He is snickering before he starts to untie your arms and legs, while Hawks dotes on you like the loving boyfriend that he is, “are you okay with this? I tried to listen to what you told me last time. And well believe it or not he’s the only idiot that I would ever allow near you”
You’re trying to catch your breath and compose yourself as Dabi’s nimble fingers graze your skin while he frees you, remembering how you told Hawks you would be down for this exact situation as long as it’s with someone he trusted. It was said when you were trying to get him to understand just what you were okay with in bed since he often was afraid to get too crazy. You never thought he’d listen.
“I’m very okay with this. He wasn’t too rough. Just mean.” You pout which has the black haired man rolling his eyes as he pushes you back into the bed, catching you two off guard, and forcing you to arch again.
“Gonna let me stuff you now? For all my hard work. I’ll show you just how mean-
“You are not fucking her-”
“It’s not your choice. It’s her body Keigo.” Dabi snarkily says, “so wouldya say y/n?”
You ponder for a moment before finally speaking, mind clouded with the feel of Dabi’s piercing cover cock, parting your sticky folds. “You told me how you’ve always wanted to w-watch, right?” You ask and Hawks can’t help but blush a bit at recalling how turned on he said he’d be watching you in this situation. His pants grow tighter as he licks his lips and nods. For the first time of the night you turn back to look at Dabi.
He has a cocky grin on his face as he begins to slap his heavy mass on your cunt, “go ahead” you breathily say. He grins now, pulling his shirt off with one hand while positioning himself at your entrance and pushing into you unabashedly like the barbarian he is. His goal is to stuff you to hilt in one swoop, you know to really knock the air out of you, but you are so damn tight that he can’t. Your sex cuffs his girth so snuggly that he can barely sink half way inside without being stopped as it feels you are going to snap him off.
“Agh! Keigo h-he’s so big!” You squeal, clenching even more which makes the man hiss and squeeze one eye shut. His fingers digging crescents into your flesh, “this is why I take it easy on her. You feel how tight that pussy is. It’s dangerous.” The dirty blond says smugly while watching Dabi try to control his emotions as he tries to push further, but your walls are just sooo unforgiving as they suction onto him even more.
“Fuckin whore, can’t move if youre being so desperate.” The cold man is astonished by the fact that he hasn’t come yet.
“C’mon kid. Show Touya how good your pussy is. Show him that pussy that daddy just loves.” He coos as you struggle to accomdot the veiny intrusion, decorated with piercings, but you sniffly nod your head as you push yourself backwards, stretching yourself open around your boyfriend’s friend’s cock.
“W-wait.” Dabi sputters, but it’s too late. You’re so cute and determined and inching further and further onto him with much more vigor than before. As soon your ass comes flush with his abdomen, you both cry out at the feeling of his piercing knocking into your cervix.
“Keigo!!!” You moan loudly as you quiver and Dabi’s firms up as much as he can upon hearing this. Grounding himself as he yanks your face upwards by your chin as he bends over you so that your cheeks are touching, “ ‘the fuck you keep calling his name for?” His eyes are wild as he turns the tables on you, pulling out of you and back in so quickly that when he pounds into your cervix this time, tears wield in your eyes.
“Say my damn name, I’m the one in your fucking insides right now.” He growls as he starts to grind into you, positioned on his knees as he stays buried inside, grinding to repeatedly rub against your walls.
“Oh my— TOUYAA!!” The squeal that he forces just bubbles past your lips and you gasp once you realize that you said his name, face going red as your eyes flick to your boyfriend who looks down at you with an almost sinful grin.
“That’s so naughty of you. Yelling out my best friend’s name right in front of me?” The blond’s eyes don’t match his words though, they swirl with dark excitement as he gets more aroused.
“I-I Is that oh-kayyy?” Your sentence wavers as Dabi flicks your clit a bit, grasp finally leaving your face.
Hawks only hums as he takes in your lewd position, impaled so cutely on his friend’s cock and still looking to him for approval. What a time to be alive, he thought, “darling I arranged for this.”
“He really did and I think it’s time to properly thank him.” Dabi growls as he shoves you back on all fours, fingers skillfully weaving in your hair so that he can pull your face up a bit to be eye level with your boyfriend’s pants.
One look up to see how the avian man was staring down at you with low eyes made your pussy wetter, “c’mon Keigo use her mouth. It’s still available and she’s waiting.” He did not need any convincing, ridding himself down to the boxers before slipping his pretty cock out. You sigh contently when seeing it, throwing an adoring look at him before opening your mouth.
Both men are aroused by your show as Hawks puts himself in your mouth. You quickly make work of moaning around him while sucking and wetting his whole length up. Just when you throw a lewd look at him, Dabi retracts himself all the way to the tip before pushing fully back inside.
The moan gets stifled by how far Hawk’s cock lodges in your throat, the force of Dabi’s thrust propelling you forward on the other man. The sudden action makes your teeth graze more harshly along your boyfriend’s length than you would have done, making him sputter out his own moan.
“Suck him properly or else.” Dabi threatens as he begins to rhythmically fuck into you tight heat, each thrust parting your gummy walls while each retraction rubbed them teasingly slow. Your boyfriend’s hand is snaking down to your throat as he begins his own snapping of the hips.
He’s groaning loudly as he feels where his cock falls in your throat upon each thrust as you gag and slurp around him, eyes teary as you begin to moan too. It’s dizzying and you almost feel like it isn’t real, being able to take both men’s actions, but then Dabi lands a painfully hot slap to your ass and you’re all there again.
“Don’t you start to fuckin going dumb yet, we haven’t even fucked you at the same time.” Your body jerks at this as you try to look at your boyfriend in shock, but he almost ignores your bewildered looks as he lazily smirks and shrugs his shoulders. He’s still plunging into your throat when Dabi chuckles at your weak attempts to talk.
He pulls out of you before collecting all of the slick you’ve produced on his cock and slathering it on your asshole which makes you jump, “you’re lucky I’m prepping you.” With that he begins to circle his pointer finger around your ass and inches inside slowly, but when seeing how fast it plunges in he throws a quick glance at the other man.
“She’s a nasty girl, she doesn’t need the prep. She’s taken stuff up the ass.” He grunts as you start to play with his balls, but when registering what he said you’re shaking your head. You’ve certainly never taken anything as big as Dabi and you want to voice that, but he cuts you off soon thereafter.
Pierced tongue circling around your puckering hole which makes you gasp loudly, Hawks’s member coming out of your mouth with a loud ‘pop’.
“I-I haven’t taken anything really b-
It’s your boyfriend’s turn to grab you by the face roughly, firmly squeezing your cheeks between his hands as he gives you a stern look. “You can take it. I say so.”
Your eyes gloss over at the sight and sound of your man being so dominant and you nod in a trance which makes him smirk, pulling you forward to plant a soft kiss on your lips. He doesn’t stop there though he’s turning his head to the side to slip his tongue in your mouth which you happily allow.
You get lost in his mouth having missed his sweet lips, but are torn from the delicacy when you feel Dabi’s member placed at your asshole. You’re about to pull back, but the blonds hand flies to the back of your head to keep you in place as your eyes fly open. His mouth consumes your whimpers that turn into squeals as Dabi pushes himself inside your quivering asshole.
Even with him having lapped you up back there and slathering the slick from your vagina on you, it still feels utterly helpless as he stretches you to the max. By the time he is fully inside, you have tears streaming down your face because of how weird it feels. It hurts but not as much as you anticipated, how full he is making you feel is what has you squirming and hiccuping.
“I know I know. It just feels so good right? You don’t know what to do with your dumb self.” Dabi mocks as you cry against Hawks’s lips to which he finally releases the hold on your head.
“Let’s get these legs of yours up too.”
With that the black haired man is hoisting you up so that he has your legs up on your shoulders, back flush against his chest as he full Nelsoned you- exposing you fully to your man who growls.
It is the Pro Hero’s turn to mount the bed, positioning himself on his knees right in front of you as he grips his dripping erection. He quickly spits on your pussy before he fixes himself at your entrance, “w-wait I don’t think I ca-
You’re red in the face when the fiery man smashes you against him tighter, daring you to protest “something you wanna say?”
In the short time it takes you to think about defying him, the blond is plummeting through your silky needy walls with his own desperate vigor. He doesn’t stop until he bottoms out and when he does you yelp, feeling his fat cock knock into Dabi’s who sucks in his own rush of air.
“F-fuckin shit kid it’s a real tight fit in here now that you have a cock stuffed in that hot ass too.” Hawks sputters, but you’re too busy trying not to cum to even register his words. It’s not until Dabi starts to move that you’re pulled back into this moment while Hawks starts to thrust in time with his friends.
The cloak of pleasure that washes over you makes your toes curl as you start to finally try and verbalize how you’re feeling. But you can’t even get a sentence out before Dabi’s mocking your weak attempts at speaking.
“You see that Keigo? Seems she’s trying to formulate sentences.” He strains and the blond is laughing.
His fingers immediately find your puffy, sticky clit which he starts to run tight circles around, “it’s okay this will get her babbling. She loves when daddy plays with her pussy right?” He states as he grabs you by the face and you mewl loudly while nodding.
That’s just what you start doing too, babbling about how they’re mean for making you feel this good as the man continues to rub rough circles around your clit. His pace starts picking up when the two start to trade thrust. One pounding fully in while the other is pulling out just to shove inside while the other starts to pull out.
There is quite literally no depth of you not getting fucked and you start to see white, legs shaking by your ears as they course with pleasure and pain from Dabi’s hold. Just as you thought you couldn’t get more fucked, Hawks starts to coax you to turn your head so that you can see Dabi.
You’re about to plummet into the depth of your strongest orgasm ever when the blond starts to whisper about how you should kiss his best friend. Teary eyes laced with obedience, you press your wet puffy lips to the man’s cold ones silencing what would have been his protests which shocks him completely.
His hips stutter while he lets out a low whiny moan against your lips as you kiss him passionately. Absentmindedly moving your lips against his as you start to convulse, getting lost in his skillful flicks and their thrusts. Your orgasm has your holes clenching, but the feel of your lips on his has Dabi pumping your asshole full of his cum.
Losing his composure as he drops your legs, which are quickly caught by Hawks who holds them by the backs of the thighs to continue to fuck into you, while Dabi favors holding your face in his scarred hands now. He doesn’t want you going anywhere as he continues to fuck you through his and your orgasm, hands clamped on your face as you start to try and squeal about being overstimulated.
It doesn’t matter. Dabi is too lost in the feel of your lips and the thought of even being able to kiss his friend’s girlfriend that he doesn’t mind his own cocks cries of overstimulation much less yours. Hawks on the other hand is just nearing his nut, having basked in the bliss of watching you two kiss each other so passionately.
You’ve since gone limp on Dabi as he finally coos praises about how “you are actually such a good girl, taking both of us. Such a pretty doll for us to wreck.” He encourages Hawks to praise you while snaking a cold hand around the man’s shoulders until he can harshly mess with the upper base of his wings.
He lets out a shocked and broken moan, head thrown back as he cums violently. Shaking and all and you can only whine as your body drinks up all that your boyfriend offers as he pantingly twitches while Dabi chuckles out, “good boy.”
The after care is a blur for you, but both men take it seriously. Washing you up and rubbing you down with lotion before putting you in soft clothes and cleaning up the sheets. Hawks has to quite literally convince Dabi to stay, saying you’d be upset if you woke up and he wasn’t there.
You were more than eliated to wake up sandwiched in between both strong chests, their light snores making you curl into them more. It seems that you may have gotten yourself another boyfriend…
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Good grief loves, this shit was hard to write. My first multi characters piece so sorry if it was bad. Also sorry that it was late, I’ve been going through it– what else is new amr.
“That person has definitely been staring at you all night.” Mina whispers as if the person you two had been eyeing all night could hear over the earth shattering music that vibrated throughout the house.
“I know and I can’t seem to pinpoint who the hell they are…” You say as you chew on your bottom lip, eyeing the man across the room from you.
“Wait, you’re totally interested in knowing who he is!” Mina squeals, attracting the attention of a few partygoers near you two which makes you scowl at her. She can’t help but giggle as you wait for those around you to return to their activities, “I mean yea I want to know who it is just because!”
She gives you an all knowing grin and you blush a bit at the idea that you definitely found this masked assailant attractive asf. That was an understatement actually. When your group of male friends said they were going to dress up for the Halloween party, you thought that they meant goofy shit. Not actually taking it to another level to the point where they all looked good and well…. indistinguishable.
You all knew that the group of masked assailants consisted of Izuku, Shoto, Katsuki, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, and Hitoshi, but pinpointing who exactly is who was actually hard. Especially for you as you only had been friends with them for a little over half a year.
Jirou, Mina and you had been trying to figure it out as the night progressed, playing games and dancing with some of your presumed male friends and trying to figure out their identity. Amidst the group was a scarecrow that you now know is Denki by how he is sucking Jirous face off in the corner of the room. Another is dressed with a pumpkin themed mask which you feel like is Sero from the slender, lean build. After that though it becomes quite difficult seeing as the rest of them are more or less built the same.
You have picked up clues throughout the night like how you heard a chuckle resembling Kirishima come from the man wearing the Jason Vorehees mask, but you can’t be sure. Especially when a man wearing Micheal Myers attire whizzed Mina away, who you all know has a known crush on Kirishima. So if the person under that costume wasn’t him then it’d be a very interesting night alright.That, at the moment, didn’t matter as much to you though, you have been focused on one person as soon as they all had stepped inside the house.
The person wearing the damn Ghostface mask.
They had walked in with the rest of the group, dressed head to toe in black. A long sleeve black shirt that was skin tight, hugging every curve of the upper body, making you ogle the back as much as the front. The black cargo pants that rested on their long legs looked great as well and something about them just made you overall shiver.
You had brushed it off at first, too embarrassed that you could even consider one of your friends hot, especially without knowing for certain that it wasn’t one of the two that your close girl friends liked. However, as the night progressed you could feel their eyes all over your body which only drew you to them more. You had thanked Mina silently for making you go with the Bunny outfit rather than what you had planned because you felt that maybe that was the cause.
Not soon after you finish a game which included multiple shots did you feel those same eyes burning holes up and down your body. Although the mask was covering their eyes you just know they were aimed at you. You can feel it. You scan the crowd to find him again because at this point you know that it is going to be the person with the Ghostface mask. Once your eyes meet though, you are caught off guard by them giving you the two finger salute, every muscle rippling under the tight mesh and fluorescent lights.
You swallow thickly as your legs waver a bit under, what you hope was the amount of alcohol you have consumed and not the fact that you feel that you have just been marked as prey. Biting your lip as heat rises to your cheeks you decide to turn around and walk away in search of the bathroom, abandoning the little stare match. You just need a moment to collect yourself, but as you are weaving through the crowd you feel a hand on your arm. You jump, heart racing in your throat as you turn around expecting to see Ghostface.
“Where are you going?” Mina asks with slight concern on her face as she thinks you may be sick.
“Just to the bathroom I have to use it.” You answer and she nods understandingly before looking behind her at the man in the Micheal Myers attire that stole her away earlier and whom she’s been with ever since.
You laugh, practically able to see the gears in her head turning, “You can stay, I won’t be long!” The pink haired woman makes sure that you’re sure about not wanting an accomplice before letting you go.
Truthfully, locating the bathroom is easy and you are overjoyed that it is in very good condition too. Even so you hurry in doing your business before washing your hands and fixing your hair, moving slightly to the music that is still very prominent but a bit more muffled. Because of how attentive you are with listening, you can hear the heavy footsteps approaching before they stop at the door.
You decide it is definitely going to be someone needing to use the bathroom, so you hurry and swing the door open to exit and allow them in, “oh!”, drops from your lips as you’re frozen in place looking up at the man in the Ghostface mask.
“Haha you’re not here to kill me are you?” You joke in an attempt to hide how flustered you are, but become more flustered when they begin to speak, “and if I am, would you stop me?”
You didn’t know what threw your head for a loop more, the fact that he talked or that he is using the damned voice changer from the movie as well. You know that the other guys were opting for not talking, but this was clever. Very clever.
“I-I -
A small chuckle leaves his mouth as he grabs you gently by the chin, cradling it between his large thumb and index finger which makes you swoon immediately as he starts talking again.
“You’re at a loss for words, it’s as if you’ve seen a ghost!” He laughs almost sadistically now while his grip falls from your chin to your throat, claiming the flesh there while walking forward which forces you back into the bathroom.
“Wha-wait what are you doing?” You stammer as he uses his foot to kick the door shut, using his free hand to lock it. You would be playing if you say you aren’t a bit scared, but the throb of your private area tells you that you just might like this type of thing. His grip tightens around your throat, “Don’t be scared. You’ll enjoy yourself.”
You’re at a cross for words because deep down you already know what this is leading to or at least you think, but nothing can prepare you for the outcome of your words as he awaits an answer- in fact not trying to pressure you into anything.
“O-okay.”
You can almost hear the grin in his tone as he places a hand on your waist, it’s huge enough to eat up your hip and damn rough. Rough hands… damn that can still be any number of them.
“You look amazing tonight, pretty girl. A bunny custom suits what you’re about to be doing with me tonight.” He whispers, nearing your ear and lowering his head down to the crook of your neck. Your breath hitches as his hand slides to grip and twirl the little bunny tail on your ass, humming in approval when he feels the soft white fabric between his fingers.
In an attempt to clear your head and stop standing there like a flustered idiot, you try to speak, “What do you mean a bunny costume works well?”
“Because you are going to be bouncing on this cock like I’ve always wanted you too.” He answers in time with a rough smack to your exposed ass and you yelp out in a mixture of shock and pleasure.
He then places both his hands on your lower sides gently but with a firm grasp as he walks backwards to sit on the top of the closed toilet seat, “c’mere” he coos and places you on his lap. You can’t help but obey as you place your arms around his wide shoulders awaiting further orders.
“Obedient, I like that.” He answers while running a hand up your thigh before reaching the cloth of your bottoms. Your heart is hammering against your chest by now, in sick desperation for his fingers to plunge underneath the fabric as your breathing increases. “Can I?”
Asking for consent only makes you want it more seriously and at the drop of the question, you are producing copious amounts of arousal in your bottoms while nodding your head eagerly. A click of the tongue falls from his mouth as a large finger slips past your bottoms and immediately runs up your slit, “you’re sucha little whore, look how wet you are.”
“I can’t help it when you-
Your words are cut off by the yanking of your hair, causing your head to snap back so that you are looking back into that Ghostface mask, “don’t even dare try to make excuses pretty. You want this cock so bad you don’t even care who could be under this mask huh?”
A pout forms on your lips as you try and protest, making his bulge grow larger at the hopes that you have a particular person you want to see under that mask. “That’s not true, I’ve been trying to figure you out all night.”
He hums again as if you have given the right answer before circling his middle finger around your clit, making you moan into him, “Is there someone this dirty little bunny has been wanting to fuck all along?”
You shake your head rapidly while a hard blush rises to your cheeks, “no i- i didn’t say that!” He chuckles at this as if you have just given yourself away before putting more pressure behind the finger rubbing your clit and you suck in a rush of air. You try to keep your moans at bay and will your mind to think clearly, not wanting to embarrass yourself by allowing this man to figure out that you may or may not have your eyes on someone in particular.
“Hold them to the side if you want me to fuck you with these fingers slut.” He refers to your panties and although it was embarrassing to obey, the mental grip that he already has on you through his praises and degradation made it easy for you to do just as he says. Swallowing, you pull your panties to the side to expose your leaking, puffy sex from all the teasing and he groans which makes your hole clench.
He finally loses the grip on your hair as he moves his hand to cup your thigh, pulling your legs apart while using the fingers he already drenched in your slick to prod at your hole. It’s not surprising that his middle finger slips in with much ease, still providing a stretch that you did not know you want which rips a whimper from your lips. “Such a lewd bunny rabbit.” He whispers while slipping his ring finger inside too, now stuffing you with two digits. He begins a slow rhythmic thrust of the two fingers as he spreads them out to further stretch you open, making you whine loudly.
Your body temperature increases along with your breathing as you start to want more, growing desperate for whatever he can give, causing you to let go of your bottoms and unfasten the top buttons of your costume to expose your breasts. He lets out a low growl and drops your leg, pulling the mask back a bit to expose the lower half of his face before he cups a breast. A defined jawline and full pink lips are quick to capture your perky bud as he starts to ram his fingers into you with vigor. Moans are tumbling out of your mouth more often now and you decide to reach for the button on his jeans, undoing it and slipping your hand inside to cup at his cock.
“F-fucking slut, you’re eager huh?” He groans, words a bit slurred, as your nimble fingers pull him out of the fabric and expose him to your eyes. You partially drool over his cock, as the angry pink head oozes pre cum, veins running up along it as it throbs full with life.
“You’re so big.” You admit, moving to use two hands to fully hold the hot and heavy monstrous length before jerking it slightly. His chest is rising and falling faster and you can tell he is feeling it by how hard his canines are sunken into his bottom lip, holding in groans. You quiver when those two fingers inside you curl against your g-spot and that is all the indicator he needs before he’s doing it again, but with no restraint.
Loud squelching noises are heard along with the force behind the palm of his hand meeting your sex as he rams his fingers as deep into your spongy spot as possible, “ah ah oh- fuck please yes yes!” You start to ramble as you release all over his fingers and hand unexpectedly, legs closing around the limb as he slows before halting.
“That didn’t take long at all did it?” He amorously says, popping his fingers into his mouth and you’re agreeing with him with a slight blush on your face, looking at him with glassy eyes of admiration.
“Why don’t you get on your knees right here.” He taps his heavy boot against the spot on the floor in front of him. You’re too fixated on the part of his face that is exposed to register his demand, he just looks so familiar-
“I fuckin’ said get on your knees slut don’t tell me you’ve gone dumb already?” He booms and you jolt in his lap before thinking ‘oh shit oh shit this is happening.’ With that you scramble to the spot in front of him and he snickers before rolling his shirt up a bit to expose his lower abdomen, taking his massive cock in his rough hand and tugging at it a couple of times before motioning you over with one finger. Moving closer to him and placing your hand on the tops of his thighs, they flex under your touch as he brings the member against your lips.
“Maybe if you do good I’ll allow you one guess at who I am.” You bite your lip as you look up at him, giddly shaking your head and he moans, grabbing your face with one hand and caressing it.
“So fucking pretty yet so fucking nasty.” He mumbles pleased as fuck by the nights events as he squishes your checks to make your mouth open up.
“Tongue out now” and you loll your tongue out with no hesitation. You figure by now if this indeed is who you want it to be then you want to eat this situation up as much as you can.
A slurred laugh of approval leaves his throat as he slips the tip in your mouth to which you latch onto quickly, sucking and swirling your tongue to pleasure him and lap up the salty precum. Once you start taking him further in your mouth, you look up to examine him. He still has the mask pulled just a bit above his mouth, but even so you can see a slight blush making its way up his neck to his cheeks as he bites his lip.
A bit more eyeing helps you understand that the voice changer must be under his shirt and attached to a mic or something because it still has his voice modified even with the mask above his mouth. About this point an ache in your jaw makes you pull off of his cock as saliva drips onto it while you gasp for air, not realizing how far you were taking him. You are quick to put him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down as you play with his balls.
“Fuckkk, you look great on your knees. Keep doing it just like that, ya.” He talks more to himself than you as he starts to lose himself in the feeling of pushing past your full lips and down your tight, struggling throat. His rationality of staying composed is slipping away and when you decide to snake your hot, wet tongue along the vein on the underside of his cock, he loses it. Standing up abruptly, you almost fall flat on your ass, but instead catch yourself so that you’re resting partially on your shins and ass, legs tucked under you.
You look up to question him but his rough hand runs along the back of your neck, weaving through your hair as his other hand guides his fat cock completely down your throat. You gag, but that doesn’t stop him in fact it turns him on even more as he begins to thrust into your mouth. Every so often he pulls out allowing you to breathe, before submerging back inside while using the sinks counter to grip on to. He’s a groaning mess now saying shit like, “suck that cock”, “I love that you’re being such a slut and taking it.” While completely making a mess of your face, saliva trickles down your chin as your gagging and slurping noises bounce off of the walls.
Just when you think he’s about to cum, he pulls out of your mouth with his chest rising and falling rapidly- stomach tight with the thought of release.
“W-whyd you stop? Wanted your cum.” You pout and he groans not understanding how a single person could be so damn cute and nasty. He’s going to enjoy blowing his full, fat load into you.
He’s yanking you up by the arms in an instant and pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips, teeth and tongue clash as he aggressively dominates your mouth. You’re taken aback by this because you weren’t really expecting there to be so much carnal passion behind it, it makes you moan like a whore almost forgetting how weak your legs are from just being on them for so long.
But he doesn’t miss the slight wobble and sway to your legs because he’s picking you up quickly, making you wrap your legs around his firm waist as he never breaks the kiss. There’s something addictive about him, his lips. They’re almost sweet or maybe you were delirious really all you know is that you can very well spend the rest of the time like this against his strong chest, sucking on his bottom lip as he groans and cups your ass.
Alas, you have to breathe and when you pull away he whines but clearly needs the oxygen as much as you do, “are you going to take the mask off now ?” You ponder breathlessly, breath fanning against his partially exposed face, as he places you so that you’re straddling him when he sits on the top of the toilet seat again.
He starts to move your exposed pussy along the shaft of his cock, making you moan when the cock head bumps against your clit, “one guess. If you’re right I’ll take it off. If not, you’ll never know who’s about to give you the best cock of your life.”
You groan in pleasure and annoyance at this because it is clearly not fair especially when he is making you grind against his full cock so deliciously. How can you think?
“Come on baby, concentrate hard. Whose fat cock could be making you feel this good before you even fuckin’ bounce on it hm?”
“I-I-
You can’t think straight. You know who you want it to be, but if you say that person’s name will it hurt who it can actually be? Will it change something? Fuck it, you think mind foggy and succumbing to the pleasure that was bubbling inside your core. Your mind moves farther and farther from rationality at every roll of his hips, a thick shaft slipping through your folds until it presses firmly against your clit each time making your eyes flutter.
“P-please Kat-Katsuki.”
There’s a silence after this as he yanks the mask off, a shit eating grin on his face as his ash blond hair, partially wet with sweat,sticks to him as beads begin to form and trickle down his slightly reddened cheeks.
“How’d ya fuckin’ know?” He asks but you’re gone already. Ascending on a whole other plane of excitement and sheer lust as you cup his defined jawline, pupils blowing the fuck out as you nearly cum on yourself right then and there- only able to utter one phrase after:
“Just who I wanted…”
At the realization that you had been stating who you wanted and not who you thought it was along with the display of your cute pupils all blown out in lust, sends him into a feral state as he flings his shirt off.
“Ya? You wanted it to be me teddy bear? Couldn’t have it any other way, right? Wouldn’t satisfy that slutty cunny of yours, isn’t that right? Want me to stuff you all the fuckin’ way?” He rambles, drunk on desire and swirling with an indecipherable pride at the fact that you liked AND lusted over him all along.
“Please, yes let me sit on your fat cock already Katsuki please please.” Your eyes are glossy now even more desperate to carry out with becoming his fucktoy as you feel in a dreamlike state.
“When you beg so nicely like that how could I say no?” He rasps as he lines himself up with your soaking entrance, “go ahe-
Before he can finish his demand, you slam down engulfing his length within your contracting walls, pussy struggling as it hugs the shape of him- no space unfilled as it rams into your cervix and makes you cry out and shake. You’re going to be so fucking sore tomrrow if the stretch of your pussy indicates anything. You have no choice but to sink your nails into the skin on his chest and bury your face in his neck as you try to not cum all at once for the second time that night. He’s no better, choking on a moan as he practically burns his fingerprints into your sides while grinding his teeth in attempts to not get lost in the feeling of your wet sex.
“You can’t just d-do that dumbass!” He brokenly states and you can’t help but clench due to how sexy it is to finally hear his real voice. To see him. To touch him. You move in for a kiss and he groans, caught off guard but completely spoiling you with his lips as he grabs your chin to dominate the kiss. Your head is all over the place as he starts to help guide you up and down his length, the friction feeling so good as he rubs every spot inside you.
“I l-love having you inside me, Katsuki!” You cry out into the kiss as you hug him closer, arms wrapping around the back of his neck and head which pushes his face into your chest, as you add extra bounce in your movements to heighten the recoil of the flesh of your ass slapping against his lap. He’s sucking hickeys into your skin as you throw your head back and moan before he starts to grip your ass firmly, spreading your cheeks apart which effectively pulls your soaking pussy lips open more. He then starts to use the balls off his feet to push up into your cunt.
Your legs start to quiver as he slams into your spongy spot with force, flesh sounding like it could be getting hurt. “Oh fuck right there! Don’t- don’t stop!” You squeal as he increases the speed of his thrusting, wrapping his arms around your back and not allowing you any room to run away- not that you want to.
“You like when I fuck up into that slutty hole? God you’re so fuckin’ wet!” He strains to say as his stomach starts to get tight again, his thrusts turn more erratic, wanting to ensure that he’s abusing your g-spot as he chases his high.
“So rough d-daddy!” You whine as your legs start to shake as you manage to bounce against his thrust, coming down aggressively as he pistons upwards.
The hickey that he was sucking into your shoulder turns into a bite as he feels the impact of your matched actions, your walls shrinking around him, “can feel you getting tighter. Gonna come on this fat cock for me huh, baby? Do it do it like the good slut bunny I know you are!”
You let go at this, clamping down on his cock so harshly that he can barely keep thrusting, “fuck! Fuck! Gonna fill that pussy up so deep!” He starts to ramble as your eyes roll in the back of your head, his thrusting furthering your orgasm. Each thrust after makes you see stars and squeal out in ecstasy as he pounds your pussy into oblivion, your slick creaming at the base of his girth.
“Please cum please I just- I just need it!” You manage to brokenly moan and he’s sputtering, “fuck look at you creamin’. I’m going to stuff you!” as warm liquid fills your womb deliciously.
There’s so much of it that it has no choice but to start seeping out of you and onto his lap and down your legs as he continues to spurt string after string. He’s experiencing aftershocks as he throws his head back and lets out a high pitched moan while your pussy welcomes his cum, greedily pulsating around him to further milk everything out of his cock.
“Fuck, y/n…” he drags out in a slow groan as he works to catch his breath. Your legs are still quivering and you are an overall shaky mess as you bite your lip, face far beyond blushing.
“Thank you Katsuki.” Is all you can muster up, looking at him like he has seriously blessed you.He bites his lip at this, “don’t talk like that or I’ll fuck you all over again.”
Best believe, he cleans you two up before throwing you over his shoulder, making a show of carrying you out of the party and to his car where he will definitely work to fuck you again.
➥➥ Included Kinks: Oral (F and M Receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, Slight darker themes such a power dynamics, restraints, slight blackmail ig if you squint, orgasm denial, face fucking, gagging, hair pulling, smacking, some exhibitionism, anal play, squirting.
➥➥Kinks included- *Very dark themes*, Oral (F and M Receiving), fingering, CNC, cucking, voyerism, exhibitionism, bondage, knife play, full nelson, smacking, hair pulling, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, Double penetration, anal & anal play such as rimming, squirting, real aggressive sex.
The schedule will change, i’ll be adding stuff as I go along.
I have asks that I plan to work into this schedule if I can make them work out for the theme at hand.
Will try to incorporate diff fandoms too
Plan to use this as a time to also write stuff that I haven’t which you will start seeing as i will really be pushing myself with the big pieces on sundays. Posts that aren’t on sundays will be shorter, but more hyper detailed around 1 kink or so.
I have been gone forever bc i want(ed) to die :) half joke half not life has been kicking me rn uggg.
