based on this excerpt // bakugou x f!reader
minors& blank/ageless blogs dni. cw// corruption? nsfw. no other warnings.
you’ve never really enjoyed sex. while that’s not really taboo to say as a woman (considering the vast & massive orgasm gap) you think you might as well give up at this point.
most guys that you’ve met are selfish and egotistical, in nature and in sexual prospects. they overrate their sexual experience, licking at a nipple slightly before plunging into your walls without a care for any telltale signs of arousal. was sex supposed to be painful and dry? either way, you were not interested in trying to disprove that hypothesis anymore. swearing to abstinence made more sense than try to fuck your way through a dry spell. nuh uh. never again.
when you start dating katsuki, you realise you can’t hold off on not doing the deed any longer. your boyfriend is an attractive, adonis of a man and the sexual tension is through the high angled roof of his penthouse whenever you come over to his place.
however it becomes every time, every single time, in which you deny his advances, push away at the brush of his pouty lips against your jaw, wriggling away from his fingers dipping into the waistband of your pants, cutting off every passionate kiss with a pull of your teeth despite the damp spot that grows on your cotton panties. katsuki paid no mind to it at the beginning of your relationship; chalking it up to jitters and shyness.
but it gets to when you’re both in his bed together and it’s currently the furthest base you both have gotten to in regards to sexual endeavours. katsuki’s tongue delves deeper into your mouth and he uses an arm to wrap a leg around his waist. it’s only then when the gravity of the situation hits you. you panic and katsuki can feel you stiffening up.
katsuki pulls apart from the kiss and the hurt of the constant rejections is apparent through the furrow of his gold blond brows and the slight, dejected frown stretched across his lips.
“i get it,” katsuki huffs, breaking apart from your hold to get up and leave.
you panic again, and this time your heart sinks at the thought of katsuki leaving because of your constant shot downs and you sit up to pull him back down but the man is fast and he’s practically hulk so you decide on running in front of him to stop him.
you know you should’ve explained this to him before to prevent all of this stupid confusion but it’s embarrassing; the idea that you’ve never gotten off through sex even though you’re the furthest thing from a virgin. and even if you told him this half baked story, what would change? would he be any different from the others?
looking up at the red irises that bore into you so deeply and expectantly, you sigh. you finally tell him why you’ve been so avoidant to his advances with an indignant, worried wave of your hands, “it’s not you, it’s me”, and ,“i’ve never orgasmed through penetrative stimulation.”
katsuki raises a brow and you have to cover your face to hide the blooming pink spreading across your face when you tell him that “sex has just never been enjoyable for me… ‘m sorry for not telling you sooner.”
much to your surprise, you feel two hands pull at your waist before pulling your hands down off your face and the blond above you is smirking, so deliciously that your thighs subconsciously rub against it each other to prevent the ache that’s growing between them.
it’s also how you found yourself sat opposite his bedroom mirror, leaning against his bed with spread legs and with your back pressed against katsuki’s bare chest and your hands resting on his muscled forearms. all of your clothes are somewhere strewn across his bedroom - honestly, you can’t even care to remember, with the way your boyfriend has two fingers angled and dipped inside your dripping cunt.
it’s so noisy and so wet, and you should be flustered by it but with every squelch of his fingers dragging along the walls of your pussy, he brushes against that soft, cakey spot inside you and you’re already spasming. is this the third? the fourth? you don’t know how many times you’ve creamed all over his thick fingers and you can’t bring yourself to even look at the mess you’re definitely making.
but you can hear, no, feel how turned on katsuki is behind you. to think he’s the first man to ever make you feel this good, to make you orgasm so many times that you’re delirious with pleasure? he was going to ruin you so that whenever you were out and about without him, you’d think of him pressing his thumb languidly against your clit while he added another finger to stretch you out, to barrage an attack against the gooey spot inside your cunt until you couldn’t take it anymore.
katsuki drags his thumb off your clit to pinch at your nipple and to grab softly at your jaw so that you could see what he was doing to you in the mirror. the constant ministrations already have you hurtling towards another climax, if the erratic movements and heady gush of your cunt had anything to tell him.
“jus’ like that, princess,” he coos, “how about one more f’me? then i’ll give you my cock. how’s that sound, pretty girl?”
your bleary, wet eyes blink up at him and you weakly nod, as if you’re in a trance and katsuki chuckles, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead before moving his fingers again.
he really was going to be the death of you.
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mdni. college au. first installment of boyfriend!bakugou “a like-like”
“So,” You breathe. “Does this mean you like me?”
The difference in temperature is stark as he lifts himself off of you.
You’re still pretty when you’re sweaty, you’ve always been. When you’re heaving out strained breaths across the field, when the afternoon sun shines on your exposed shoulders.
- When you’re underneath him.
The only difference now is that those purple colored blemishes on your skin aren’t from his fingers or his explosions. And the taste of you is still sweet on his tongue. - He looks down at you and you’re everything he could’ve imagined, sprawled out like a painting; all his.
Katsuki makes an incredulous face from where he’s slotted between your legs. “W-What…? Do you not see what we’re doing right now?”
“Yeah but,” You pout. His balls ache. “What if this is just some friends with benefits situation and this is like some one off thing?”
“Do you want this to be some one off thing?”
You shake your head. “No...”
He’s angling his hips back when you speak up again, but the way you’re starting to clench down on him nearly makes him lightheaded. “Do you like-like me?”
You and Mina have been hanging out too much. Oh god, he’s gonna go soft if he keeps thinking like that.
“____- Angel,” He huffs. “I like you so much that it fuckin’ hurts sometimes. You think I’d be this deep in yer guts if I didn’t?”
He shudders when you tighten up. “Ask me to be your girlfriend.”
“I think that fuckin’ goes without saying.”
Your fingers are feather light when you reach for him. Silk, cotton, and every other fucking soft thing he can think of when you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in. He fits into you like a key, fills in all your empty spaces and molds himself to you like it was the only thing he was made for. He wants to close his eyes and stay this way forever, melt into you and cover you like a veil. - And when you starts to speak, airy and breathless, nuzzling into him like you feels the same; he sure there isn’t a feeling around that’s any better than this.
Until your words register to him. “I wanna hear you say it, Katsuki. Wanna hear it in your voice like I’ve always wanted.”
He’s in heaven.
You shiver as he skims his nose down the curve of your neck, following the trail up with slow tempered kisses.
He’s sin as he hums against your skin. “Let me be your boyfriend and I’ll fuck you till you cry.”
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.
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Ok but so yk how big bakugou's biceps is right so what if he fucks yn in full nelson like hes so strong BRO IM SO FUCKING HORNY RN I CAN IMAGINE HIM GIGGLING WT YOUR FUCKED UP FACE LIKE
SORRY THIS ASK GOT ME ALL EXCITED I LOVE IT LMAOOOO AND THE FACT I WENT IN PORNHUB TO BE SURE I KNOW WHAT FULL NELSON ACTUALLY IS AND BITCH YEAHHHHHH THAT WOULD BE INSANE WITH HIM
like completely helpless, no control and it’s all up to him. the speed, the intensity, the position. big muscled arms holding your legs up by your ears and he keeps brushing his lips against your neck as you lean your head on his shoulder behind you. this time you’re so much louder than usual, deep whines and incoherent sentences. the feeling of his dick rubbing against your walls, hitting spots he doesn’t usually. you can barely explain how you feel. tongue hanging out your mouth with “mhm ahh ka, ka…”
“c’mon speak up baby. ‘m fuckin’ you too good, aren’t i?”
and every time he gives a harsh thrust your whole body moves with his, like you’ve become one. every harsh grunt from him is followed by a whine from you.
AND HIM quickly kissing up and down your neck when he starts to go faster. one arm holding your legs to your chest, your tits squishing against you as he uses his other hand to play with your clit.
“gonna come for me baby? gonna— oh shit.”
without warning your whole body starts trembling, mouth opening as you scream, completely overwhelmed by everything. katsuki keeps up the pace though, working you through your orgasm.
“my good girl. my pretty girl. give it all to me.”
he whispers, brushing his lips against your ear as you try to steady your breaths, eyes barely open, mentally in different worlds.
“holy fuck, ‘ki.”
being lifeguard!katsuki’s girlfriend who always comes to hang out and sweep him off his feet at the end of his shift. getting stares from jealous onlookers as he leans over the railing after closing the tower for the night. they whisper if that’s really his girl or if you’re just hitting on him like the others. but when he smiles and laughs, tossing his head back to reveal a muscled neck, they know that it’s the former.
and if they weren’t sure, they definitely know once he walks down from the tower and takes you by the waist, bending down to place a gentle kiss on your lips where everyone can see.
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i’m sick and daydreaming
“what’s wrong with you?”
you groan, pressing your head back into the pillow. you’d dragged it into the living room to make yourself a makeshift bed on the couch while you waited for bakugou to get home.
“don’t feel good,” you mumble quietly. your eyes are closed, but you can feel him glaring at you from his spot near the door.
a second passes and you flinch when you feel a rough hand press into your forehead—then both cheeks, your temples, your neck. you’d smile at his doting if you didn’t feel so awful.
“what doesn’t feel good?”
“stomach hurts…my head too. feel really tired.”
“fuckin’ idiot,” he snaps, but there’s no heat to it as he brushes your hair out of your face that’s just a little sweaty, “what’d you stay up for me for then?”
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