#subkatsuki
Prove It (Bakugo x Reader)
Anon Request: “You write sub! Prompts Can i PLEASE get a Sub!Bakugo x FemDom reader, one where no one believes that bakugo is a sub and they prove that he is by making him really loud in bed”
Pairing:Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Dom!Reader
Summary:You’re playing a drunken game of Truth or Dare with the BakuSquad minus Bakugo and for some reason, your sex life has made it onto the table but not a soul believes that you’re the Dom. So you’ll just have to PROVE IT.
Warnings:NSFW!Fem!Dom!Reader and Sub!Bakugo. A little bit of Somnophilia. Everything is consensual. Alcohol. Bakugo is a bit of a Brat. Vocal Bakugo. Everyone has been Aged up in the Fic.
18+ ONLY
A/N:Everyone is aged up.
Word Count: 1 539
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“Truth or Dare?” slurs Denki.
He tips his fifth bottle of beer at you with a raised brow. Kirishima sits next to him nursing his own bottle of beer. Both are very drunk. You have also had a bit to drink, the alcohol making you feel more confident than usual.
“Truth,” you say. God only knows what a drunk Denki would dare you to do.
“Boring!” shouts Mina.
Out of our entire group, the only person who isn’t drunk is Bakugo. He went to bed about an hour ago, still keeping to his habit of going to bed early and maintaining a healthy lifestyle. One time, you even made fun of him for it, even though it’s one of the many things that you love about it. His rough persona hides the fact that he’s actually quite nerdy.
Denki pauses for a moment, studying you before he finally says, “Who’s the Dom in the bedroom?”
Mina and Kirishima both give Denki bewildered stares. Jiro bursts out laughing. Sero only chuckles behind his sleeve before he chimes in, “Please, it’s obviously Bakugo.”
You remain completely still. Your intoxicated brain trying to process the question. Who’s the top? Bakugo being a top?
You give Sero a look and answer the question, “Actually, it’s me.”
They all laugh. Jiro sits more forward in her spot next to Denki, leans forward and grabs the popcorn. Denki chuckles at Jiro who’s obviously enjoying herself. You study her closely, she’s the only one who doesn’t look surprised.
“Bakugo would never be the bottom,” Denki says. Sero nods, voicing his agreement.
“You’d be surprised,” you say.
You had all drank quite a lot leading up to this encounter. Sero and Denki were obviously very drunk. The others looked unwilling to comment on the situation, not wanting to get involved in their friends sex life.
“Prove it”, blurts out Sero. Even Denki is slightly surprised. Kirishima shakes his head but says nothing. Jiro giggles and tosses more popcorn into her mouth.
Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the annoyance that steadily creeped over you but you humour him with an answer.
“Fine”
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Upstairs you softly open Bakugo’s bedroom door. You slip in on soft feet and approach him. He’s sprawled on the bed, fast asleep. The sheets are thrown back as he snores softly lying on his back. Your head feels slightly clearer as you confidently stride forward before crawling onto the bed.
Bakugo doesn’t move. You softly whisper his name and thread a hand through his hair. You gently caress his sleeping face. You straddle him.
Bakugo’s long curly lashes gently flutter. He’s so close to waking up. He might be pretty upset at being woken up so late at night but maybe you can make it an enjoyable experience. After all, this has been his wake up call quite a few times. You lean down and place your lips on his neck. You gently suck and nip on his soft skin. He groans softly. You slip your hands underneath his top and gently rub his sides while you grind down onto his dick. You can feel him beginning to twitch beneath you.
Bakugo gasps slightly. He moans your name. Soft lips parting ever so slightly. You move your lips up to his sharp jaw continuing to kiss and suck to your heart’s content. You continue to grind on him.
Suddenly, two hands reach up to grab your hips, his eyes fluttering open. You grind down again and he groans. He gives you a disbelieving look.
“Babe, what are you doing?” he breathes out.
Your hands pause their movements and simply grasp his sides. You lean down to whisper in his ear.
“We were playing a little game downstairs”, you say, “somehow Denki got a little too curious about our sex life, so I’m here to show everyone who’s in charge.”
You stare at him, completely still. You wouldn’t continue if he said no.
He swallows. “Are you drunk?”
“I was earlier but now I’m fine, I know what I’m doing.”
He then gives you a sly smile and you know you’ve got him. His hands begin to massage your sides. His voice lowers and he says, “What makes you think that you can make me loud enough to prove anything.”
His cocky smirk and challenging eyes set you on fire. This man is playing your heart like a fiddle. You grind your hips roughly again. His back arches slightly but his smile doesn’t waver.
“Alright, Katsuki,” you say, “I can play your game”
You lean down and give him a searing kiss, only breaking away to throw off his shirt. Your hands roam over his torso, wanting to feel him beneath you. He feels alive, warm and hard. You break the kiss and shift down to his shorts. He’s breathing heavily and he eyes you with another challenging look. You yank down his shorts and toss them away, leaving him in nothing but his underwear.
His gaze has turned primal but he knows not to interfere and so, his hands remain at his sides gripping the sheets. You kiss him through his underwear. You roll your tongue over the fabric feeling him twitch beneath it. He hates it when you do this. Both of your hands grip his things firmly, keeping him spread as you continue to tease him through his underwear.
“Y/N,” he warns. His voice is incredibly strained.
You giggle and give him a wink. Slowly, you peel back the fabric of his underwear, letting it gently slide off of him, his dick springing out, fully erect.
Finally, you place a kiss to the tip.
He’s salty.
He groans out again.
“You’re killing me here babe.”
You go down on him. You take him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip, you suck gently. You take him fully and deepthroat him and while pulling back up, you allow your teeth to graze him gently, knowing he loves it.
“God! Fuck!” He shouts, throwing his head back. His back arches splendidly.
“So vocal”, you tease.
You take him again. Your tongue dances over him as he groans. Sometimes he moans your name, sometimes some vague words of encouragement.
“Y/N, I- I’m Cl-ose”he says.
You suck harder and his hips buck but you hold him down. He’s being far too cocky today.
“I’m Gonna-”, he cries.
But before he can do anything, you grasp him firmly at the base and pull off completely. His entire body shudders and he whines.
“You cum when I say so”, you drawl out.
“Baby, please,” he begs, “please”
He almost looks as though he’s about to reach out and take hold of himself but thinks better of it. He pleads with you again and again. His back arches and he squirms, desperate for some sort of release.
You simply smile at him as you shuck off your own clothes. You climb on top of him. His face has become flushed with a gorgeous shade of red. His eyes have become feral. His pink lips have parted slightly to allow his irregular breaths to slip through.
You position his leaking cock beneath you. He’s begging you to lower yourself onto him. He’s practically whining. Slowly, you lower yourself allowing his impressive size to stretch you. Only you can see Bakugo in such a state, practically drooling over himself for you.
Once fully sheathed, you begin to rock. You grind your hips. Bakugo’s back arches and you lean down to place kisses all over his jaw. You place a kiss on his nose before diving down to swirl your tongue against his nipples. One of his hands places itself on your hip while the other tangles itself into your hair. He’s crying out praises and eventually leans up to place a kiss on your forehead. That is, until he throws his head back to let out another cry.
He’s telling you how amazing you are. He’s begging you for release.
“Cum for me Baby,” You say between your own ragged breathing.
He does. You both do as you ride out the wave. His head is still thrown back when you break out of your sex filled haze. His breathing calms down significantly as he goes limp. You get off of him to cuddle into his side. You run a hand through his hair and he turns to you. His eyes glazed over as a genuine smile graces his handsome features.
“I hope that’s proof enough,” he says. His voice is low and you can tell how tired he is.
You nod up at him, continuing to massage his head until his breathing evens out and he falls fast asleep. You place a kiss on his nose and reluctantly pull away from him, reaching for the towels.
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You leave the room quietly after dressing and meet the others downstairs. Each one just silently watches you before reaching into their wallets.
You give them a confused look. Everyone, and you mean everyone, proceeds to give Jiro money. You shoot her a questioning look and her only response was to give you an uncomfortable look as she twirls an ear jack around her finger.
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