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send me the smuttiest bakugou x fem smut fics you can find please (message me if you have any I EILL BE FOREVER GRATEFUL!!!!!!!) 

thinking about biting (a little too hard might i add) bakugous big bicep affectionately but he flinches away and turns to you to say, “hey no biting, biting’s for the bedroom!” and gives you a lite pout before rubbing his arm. all whilst you’re dying of laughter.

i have finnaalllyyy finished my hw i’ll write it tomorrow

i don’t think im doing okay but im making other people happy so somehow i’m content with it

18+ mdni, fem!reader

thinking about flustered bakugou shoving his fingers into your mouth to keep you quiet during a quicky at his house.

his mom being the strict parent that she is, is also most definitely a force of nature not to be reckoned with; and can thus be quite terrifying if provoked.

so it makes sense why katsuki, ever the momma's boy with a cleverly hidden urge to appease, is sort of nervous and hesitant when you begin to coax and insist that he fuck you in his childhood bedroom well before the sun even starts to set behind the horizon, and you start to stroke his thigh in return.

up and down, up and down, up and down.

what movie were you watching again?

he isn't able to contentrate anymore. your hand is skilful, eager to please. katsuki's eyes flicker across the room as he swallows the saliva that's gathered inside his mouth. it makes his adam's apple bob. makes the column in his neck turn even more prominent than it already is.

goddammit, he's twenty-two - a grown man, but there's something about this happening here, in the house he's grown up and spent his youth in, that makes his heartbeat accelerate nevertheless, and his nerves feel on edge.

i mean, what if someone walks in? catches you mid-act? the door is closed shut, sure, however he's not just nervous anymore as the tips of your fingers touch and playfully tug at the strings of his sweatpants. no, he's visibly scared, too.

leaning in to kiss his neck, you can hardly believe it. your big, strong, stubborn as an ox boyfriend is scared - of his own mother, at that. you doubt denki would believe you if you told him.

but thankfully, luck is on your side, because even the fear of mitsuki's strict hand is not quite enough for her son to resist sweet temptation that only you - his cutesy little girlfriend, can provide. after all, katsuki's jaw may be clenched tight, and his brow does furrow deeply the moment you bat your eyelashes up at him as a form of pathetic persuasion, but he still gives in rather easily to your advances. gives in as if he's a mere plaything in your hands.

and that's because he is. he's exactly that.

so golden sun-rays still continue to seep through the window by the time your skirt is hiked up with a fed up grunt, and your panties are swiftly pulled to the side with the help of two thick, now uncharacteristically fidgety fingers. you're both completely dressed; he's tugged at the waistband of his joggers just enough to free himself, spat on his hand to quickly lube himself up, and exposed you just barely enough to be able to stuff his cock into your tight, unstimulated cunt.

no foreplay. immediately, your lips form that tiny 'o' that drives him wild when he eases himself into you and that first burn that accompanies the initial stretch hits your senses; the one that drives him absolutely feral. katsuki watches, baffled and amazed by your reaction. it's an agony of the most delightful kind - taking him in completely unprepared and raw, he knows.

but you're willing to take it, willing to take him. always and forever.

and as minutes pass, katsuki spends them all by fucking you stupid just like you wanted him to, and by straining his ears for every sound that exact fucking may invoke. his bed is old and creaky, after all. it's a risk he's not willing to take - not when he already has to worry about you gasping with need and whimpering a series of pathetic, "harder, harder...! go h-harder, ki."

and speaking of your whimpering: it's all too loud for his liking, too obvious to what he's doing to you. you sound like a little whore, despite feigning a saint in front of his parents a mere hour ago.

so he moves you to the floor instead.

"put your legs on my shoulders. yeah, there we go... that's my good fuckin' girl." the moment his hips slam back into you and he hits a deeper angle, your eyes roll back and your head tips back against the warm floorboards. your nails sink into his biceps at the sudden pressure and overcapacity; nails clawing at the sleeves of his crisp white t-shirt. you're going to lose it, it hurts, but it hurts so good.

"kat-" the moan that bubbles up your throat and stops you from pronouncing his name fully is ungodly. so very slutty. you can't possibly stop yourself from letting it out.

but he can. two digits, the same as the ones that had previously tugged your cutesy underwear to the side, now bump against your teeth before they rest on the top of your tongue. they fill your mouth instantly, effectively silencing you for the time being.

when you try to moan again, he shoves them in even deeper. right to the knuckle.

"are you insane?!" he hisses. "my mom's gonna fuckin' kill me if you won't stay quiet... please, baby. stay quiet." katsuki's eyes are wide open as he blabbers the words hurriedly, pupils dilating. you can see the anxiety in his dark red irises despite his gruff, albeit soothing voice.

it makes you blink. the arrogance you're so used to seeing in him is completely gone now. he draws back and pushes his entire length into you slowly, lazily; not nearly as hard as when you're alone, devouring each other in the safety of his apartment. not nearly as rough.

still, the sound of wetness resonates throughout the sunny room when he quickens his pace. he's covered in orange sunlight; it makes his skin glow and his hair turn golden. even the blush that's coating his entire face is nearly violent in colour because of it.

he breathes hard and quick as you take a couple of seconds to just stare at him in awe. he can't hide it, your adoring gaze makes his cock twitch and grow even bigger inside of you in the same manner as his ego does; makes his shoulders rise and fall in an uneven rhythm.

how delightful, you've got your smartass boyfriend losing his breath just because of how pretty you look: splayed wide open on the floor of his childhood bedroom.

and speaking of his shoulders, you swear that you can see them come to a halt the moment you begin to suck on his fingers.

reblogs are appreciated <3

Bakugou x reader

warnings: none, thunderstorms lol.

a/n: Just a lil something based on my adventures last night haha

The first crackle of thunder sounds throughout the house and Katsuki takes the headphones off his ears and pauses his game. He stares at the door to the game room with a tiny smirk.

“Yo Blasty, you good over there? Why are we paused?” Denki says over the headset.

“Just gimme a damn second Sparky. I’m waiting on somethin’,” he says, eyes still locked on the closed door.

Lightning lights up the sky a few minutes later and right after, a large crack of thunder shakes the house so much Katsuki winces slightly. His smile widens as he hears the commotion in the house.

A door being wrenched open, a pair of soft stomps getting closer to the game room door and then finally, the door bursting open to show a very terrified you standing in the doorway looking at Katsuki with wide eyes and your hands cupped over your ears.

“Ahh there she is,” Katsuki says, chuckling to himself. He holds a hand out to you and very quickly you tiptoe over to him, grab his hand and slip onto his lap to bury your face in his neck.

“What’s going on man, you good?” It’s Kirishima’s voice this time, a hint of worry in his voice.

“Tsk, yeah I’m good. Will just have a guest with me for the rest of the time we’re playin’,” he says, wrapping an arm around your back to maneuver you so he can comfortably reach the mouse. Another rumble of thunder and you whimper and tighten your grip around his neck.

“Where are your headphones Sweets?” he asks softly in your ear.

“Dead and charging,” you reply in a muffled voice from his neck.

He chuckles again. “S’alright. I gotcha,” he whispers.

You’re so goddamn cute when you’re like this. You’re usually not this clingy. Sure, you like to hold his hand when the two of you are out, or you drape a leg over him when the two of you are sitting on the couch watching tv, but usually you’re to yourself, quiet and vibing.

“Tell the guys I say hi,” you say, as your breath tickles his neck.

“They can hear ya,” he replies ”Don’t be rude fuckers, say hi to my girl,” he bites back.

A chorus of hellos ring out from the headsets and you smile at the screen before another thunderclap hits and your back to hiding in Katsuki’s neck.

Katsuki won’t admit it aloud but thunderstorms are his favorite. It never fails. Whenever the storms start you find him wherever he is in the house and cling to him for dear life. He knows you’re strong, knows you don’t usually show this vulnerability around anyone else but he loves that you show it with him. He loves the idea that when you’re completely terrified you run to him, you seek him out, you trust him enough to protect you.

So he holds you and rubs your back as you koala onto him during the storm. He places soft kisses on your forehead between cool downs and breaks while he’s gaming with the rest of his friends and when your headphones are finally charged, he plays with one hand so you can sit at his feet and squeeze his hand when the thunder is too loud for the music to drown out.

“Alright fuckers, don’t think just cuz I’m gaming with one hand you’ll be able to beat me. I’ll dominate you all,” he says as he gives you one last peck on the forehead and unpauses the game.

um hockey bkg fics plz🥺🙏🏼

update guys it’s 1 am and i woke up cause i was ABSOLUTELY DYING

Thinking about how Bakugou would be at the gym with you. When you first started dating he would go for hours. Literally would be 4 to 5 hours after not hearing much from him and then when he was done, he’d send you a shirtless pic in the mirror of the gym, just covered in sweat.

Then he’d ask if you’d like to come, he promises it won’t be as long as he would- or nearly as intense if you’re just starting out. It’s not a public gym anyways so there won’t be any civilian creeps. It’s a high end pro-hero gym.

He’d have you share a gym bag, even a water bottle. He would do his sets first, just to show you how the right form is and then when it’s your turn he’d mindlessly swat your hand away so he could rack the weights for you.

During squats, he’d stand right behind you. Giving glares to anyone who’d look your way. Sometimes he’d push up against you when you stand back up. And when you rack your bar, his chest presses against your back to “help” you.

Before every set he’d fix your hair out of your face, off your neck, out of the way of your movements.

After every set, he’d smack your ass, giving a little squeeze. He’d never leave your side either, just to show all the extras you’re his.

With a satisfied smirk on his face he’d shove you the water bottle and remind you to hydrate. He’d never admit how hot you look with your lips pressed against the bottle.

And at the end- Stretching? He’s more than happy to assist, in fact, he doesn’t want you to do it without him. His calloused hands press on your back as you reach forward telling you “C’mon baby, just a little more.” He’d have you lay on your stomach as he takes your left leg to bend and presses your thigh into your chest. He’ll lean his torso into your hamstring, not at all trying to hide his bulge that’s been aching for an hour right in between your legs.

Has he told you all the benefits of post-workout sex yet?

[8:47pm]

judge me all you want but i was watching monsters inc. while writing this 😈💪🏼 btw characters are in hs

rushed and not edited 😍🙌🏼

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Bakugou Katsuki is such a good kisser. It’s almost hard to believe that you were each other’s very first kisses he’s that good. You were almost always at his house and his mother absolutely adored you. However, whenever you started to get deep into a conversation with her, you were whisked away by your angry boyfriend.

He always always always takes your hand to lead you up the stairs and shuts his door. Wouldn’t want his old had to be spying on you guys now. Not that she would but he’s a little paranoid.

Bakugou leads you to his bed to which he will immediately pull you onto his lap so you are straddling him. “Sukiii, i just got here.” you whine. He begins to kiss down your neck, sucking your favorite spot then nipping at it lightly.

“Mmm, don’t care. Kiss me.” He says making his way further up your neck to your jawline. Once you finally begin to kiss him back, he adds more fevor to the kiss. Moving his head at the right times, sensually tonguing at your mouth in the most deliciously disgusting way possible.

“mm suki” He glances up at you but soon realizes you weren’t beckoning his attention, but more so calling out to him for more.

And then for the next hour or so before you had to go home it continued on like that. Slow sensual kisses, touches, hickeys around each other’s necks. But when it finally was time for you to leave, he will escort you back downstairs asking if you could stay for just a little longer.

“Oh, your leaving already Y/N? Well come back soon hun you’re always welcome!” His mom will say before looking at her son. “Katsuki what’s on your neck?” You take that as your sign to make a run for it, “Well, I um i’m gonna head out, bye suki love you, and bye mitsuki!” She turns back to her son to examine his neck further. “Oh my god, is it a hickey?!” “Hah?”

“Katsuki Bakugou you have a hickey on your neck go look.” She giggles out. Bakugou runs to the mirror to find the purple bruise located where his collar bone meets his neck, the spot that had him keening out for you.

“She is so dead” he mumbled going back to his room.

“Don’t be too hard on her now Katsuki,” Mitsuki calls from the bottom of the steps. “Yeah yeah whatever.”

suki<3: you left a hickey on my neck? how the fuck am i supposed to get this off?

Y/N🙄🧡: you didn’t seem to mind when i was doing it (っ◕‿◕)っ ♥

suki<3: well i didn’t really notice it when it was happening. and cut it with the stupid emoticons

Y/N🙄🧡: aww why cause it felt so good suki?? i’m flattered (>‿♥)

suki<3: keep tellin yourself that baby, hags callin me for dinner, i gotta go

suki<3: talk to you later. i love you, pretty 🧡

Y/N🙄🧡: i love you too suki <3333 smooch smooch

suki<3: 😘

Y/N🙄🧡: AHHHH OMGOMG YOU-

Y/N🙄🧡: IM SO IN LOVE

Y/N🙄🧡: MY BF IS SO NICE TO ME

Y/N🙄🧡: YOU LOVVVEEE MEEEEE

Y/N🙄🧡: KISSKISSKISSKISSKSS😘😘😘😘😘

read by suki<3 at 6:39pm