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Latest Posts by katscki - Page 7
tagged by @awkwardgirlwithhoodie hehe
backseat serenade - all time low
everlong - foo fighters
atlantic - grayscale
iris - the goo goo dolls
lips of an angel - hinder
die without u - lølø
in bloom - neck deep
chasing cars - snow patrol
some say - sum 41
enchanted - taylor swift
@asmaechan @ariavaana @trafalgar-lau @loving-katsuki @mybabekatsuki
Tag game
Rules: list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist, and then tag 10 people to do the same
Tagged By @violetwinters, Thank you for tagging me 🌸🌸
1. Come To Brazil - Why Don’t We
2. Blue Hour - TXT
3. Candy - Doja Cat
4. Miracle - Wayv
5. Heart Of Fire- Black Veil Brides
6. Besitos - Peirce The Veil
7. This Is What Makes Us Girls - Lana Del Rey
8. Agree To Disagree - Sleeping With Sirens
9. All In - Stray Kids
10. Miss Americana & The Heart Break Prince - Taylor Swift
I tag @hear-the-sound: @ego-like-sandwich @hopeticket @simply-elegantly-kai @shwazzberryswriting @dibidibidismynameisleeknow @thelonelymeow @morningsunandnightsky @sharkie-stay @ramenlixxie I also tag anyone who also wants to do it.
neither your alarm clock nor iwaizumi were what woke you up this morning.
instead, what woke you up had been the loud beating of the heavy down-pouring rain from outside hitting against your bedroom window that had caused you to jolt from your slumber. however, it really was a pleasure to see the sight of the sky accompanied by its dim lighting when your eyes fluttered open. and with the curtains not being drawn back yet, still in their state of covering the window, it made your room much darker than normal.
more so, the temperature in your room felt much colder even under the warm sheets that laid on top of you – one thin sheet, a thin duvet, and then a considerably thicker duvet to top it all off. but the comforting man that rested beside you radiated such delightful warmth, that the cold rainy mist weather couldn’t even compare to his loving heat one bit.
just as a guess, it was probably around seven-forty in the morning. you would wake up in the earlier morning hours every wednesday and thursday because of your somewhat unfortunate university class schedules, but at least luckily for you, they were situated through online sites.
thanks to having the online lectures now, you have been able to give yourself a break by staying in bed while listening instead of having to go through the never-ending struggle of trying to find somewhat proper outfits to wear or trying to get to a certain class on time.
you never really knew why you chose to set an alarm for yourself though, because you always ended up waking up before it would ring anyways.
shifting under the covers from your side and onto your back, you reached your hand over to the nightstand and gripped your phone in your hand. bringing it to your face, your eyes squinted heavily at the brightness of the screen when you turned it on. quickly tapping through your apps, you finally opened the clock app and turned off your alarm before it could start going off, then proceeded to slam it back onto your nightstand.
rubbing away at your eyes, you tried to forget the excruciating light of your phone that just ruined your sight before you started to turn your side to lift your legs out of the bed.
yet, before you could completely sit your whole body up, a pair of rough hands reached out to your waist from behind, pulling you back down, and iwaizumi hastily circled his arms around your hips to pull you back against him when he started to feel you leave your warm spot in bed. a small hum of surprise leaves your throat at the feeling of his embracing arms and their tightening grip that seems to increase with every second.
iwaizumi had never been a very deep sleeper, but you didn’t think that with such small movements you made that it would actually alert him even in his exhausted state.
“where do you think you’re going?” a deep grumble left him as he slurred lowly, pulling you back close enough to him, pressing his face into your back and nudging his nose against the nape of your neck.
you lightly patted his hand that sat atop your hip-bone with yours as an uncontainable smile lifted at your lips. turning your head a bit to look over behind your shoulder, you replied, “i’m getting my laptop. i have a class today, haji.”
it took him just a few seconds to process what you had said. considering he couldn’t hear much due to having his face buried against you and your pillow, all he really heard was the words ‘laptop’ and ‘class’. he assumed you were talking about something for your schooling, so he settled for slowly releasing his iron tight grip on you. you sighed silently, sitting up and dropping your bare feet onto the cold hardwood floor, and stepped quietly over to your desk where your laptop was laid and was completely charged.
sitting yourself back on the bed, you brought one of your legs up, sliding it under the covers and bringing the other one along suit. making yourself comfortable, you soon plopped the device on your lap and opened it.
the boy that laid beside you watching your every move squinted his eyes at the bright screen, his face quickly moving to hide inside the junction of his arm. luckily for you, you had turned down the brightness in enough time before he could get the chance to complain about it. as you clicked against the mousepad beneath the keyboard, you navigated your way to the school website and found your assigned lecture link.
iwaizumi listened closely to the clicks of the laptop and your small breaths while keeping his eyes closed.
the rain outside still fell at its heavy pace, coming close to almost drowning out the sounds of your breathing that iwaizumi was listening to in order to remember that you were right beside him. the sounds of your tapping against the laptop were loud compared to the downpour against the bedroom window, but it was only those sounds he could hear the most because he was laying so close to you, meaning he could hear them a lot more clearly.
bringing his head up a bit, he took his face out of the darkness of his inner elbow and peeked an eye open at the screen. a small frown accommodated itself on his face when he saw the text displayed saying to wait for the meeting to start. shifting about in his spot slowly, he shimmied himself closer to you and once again, snuck his arms under yours and around your torso.
you moved yourself a bit to assist with his position, letting him swing his leg behind your laptop and over your legs, allowing his arms to pull your half-sat body closer, and lifting your left arm up for him to move underneath and lay his head on your stomach.
“business class today?” he questioned in a quiet mumble, his voice being muffled between both his drowsiness and the fabric of his oversized shirt that you were wearing over your figure. his eyes were now opened a slight bit, his focus on the loading button that sat in the middle of the screen. a scoff left his mouth, the small good and bad memories of his several school days filling his mind as he snuggled further into your warmth.
you smiled to yourself when you felt him relax against you, his whole body exhaling as he let his awakened state leave himself. his cheek was smushed in the underside of your chest, his skin slightly jutting out with his lips showing a pout and his eyes starting to doze off into a straight line. throwing an arm over his shoulder, you placed your hand into his hair to give it comforting scratches. you giggled lightly when you caught the tight-lipped smile that engulfed him, his eyes arching into two crescent moons.
“mhm, just waiting for the professor to start now.”
“someone must be late then,” he chuckled gradually, his eyes still closed tight. tilting his head further into your tummy, he nuzzled his cheek against it, adjusting his position slightly and then settling down again.
you laughed lightly, fingers still stroking lovingly through his short spiky tresses, almost as if to lure him back into his slumber. helping him fall back asleep was probably the best option anyways. you definitely didn’t want to keep him awake for no reason, especially since on most days he could barely get enough decent sleep as an athletic trainer. all of the days filled with several hours of team practice and training took many tolls on him. a lot of the time you just never bothered to try and spend more time with him because you much rathered making sure that he got enough rest before the practice days for the volleyball championships were going to start.
but being like this, with his arms wrapped around you in all of his soft and sleepy glory, his head buried into your chest making you feel all cozy and warm. there would never be anything more that you could ask for from iwaizumi. even without doing anything imposing or extensive for you, he was giving you so much growing affection that you already felt more than enough joy. and the best part about having the early online classes was being able to see iwaizumi first thing in the morning.
“when is your class?” he asked, breaking the small silence with a low mumble of his voice.
“at seven-forty-five, but the professor for this class is always a bit late.” you answered assuringly, clicking around the site just to make sure that you had pressed on the correct lecture link. “well that’s not good,” he said casually, lifting his chin a bit to press it on your stomach and look towards the window, “being late is supposed to be a big no-no.”
“maybe they are just having technical difficulties today, you know how long those can take to fix. cut them some slack haji.”
“but still,” he whined, curling himself against you with furrowed brows and his lips jutted out even further than before. “i’m just being bitter. we’re supposed to be sleeping right now, so why did your schedule have to ruin that.”
“don’t worry honey, the class will be over in no time and then i will be able to cuddle you back to sleep,” you said after releasing a dry laugh, “i promise.”
he grunted in ignorance at you, even though he really loved the idea. from the looks that he was getting from the weather outside, he could only think of ways to persuade you into staying in bed for the whole day and just ordering take-out. just the simple thought of being in bed with food and your favourite shows all day sounded like the ultimate heaven to him.
and of course, not to mention the fact that he could finally spend some quality time with you after his extremely conflicting training schedules. brief calls and texts, the small cheek kisses he would receive whenever he had to take a quick leave to the practice gymnasium, all the times he wished to stay in bed with you but had to leave in the early hours before you would awaken. all of it was not sufficient enough for his needs and wants for your love and affection.
“how long will your class be?” he asked plainly. “about thirty minutes at most,” you replied, causing him to let out a grumble from his throat.
“but that’s so long.”
“then you’ll just have to wait.” you said casually. the screen on your laptop started to change, prompting you to unmute your microphone. you immediately clicked on the option and the lecture started to load. before it could open, you spoke. “the class is starting now. just go to sleep and i’ll join you when it’s over.”
iwaizumi scoffed lightly, casting a dark glance to the screen before he closed his eyes again. he pressed his ear as close to your chest as he could and tried to focus on your steady heartbeat.
his arms curled softly around your torso, and his eyes started to droop. he knew he could easily fall asleep like this forever. he always did already anyways.
Though he knows he doesn't mean this, Bakugou Katsuki regrets taking your virginity.
Not in a deep, emotional way, no. The night he made love to you for the first time was a wonderful night, one that he'll probably never forget. It was romantic and you were so, so good for him, letting him take care of you all night long. He didn't want you to lift a finger that night, he just wanted you to make pretty noises while you enjoyed yourself, and you definitely delivered.
No, no, Katsuki regretted taking your virginity because ever since, you've been absolutely insatiable.
As soon as he'd enter your dorm, you'd be on him, kissing him and humping his thigh and whispering about how much you missed him, missed his touch. Within minutes, your clothes would be off, and his cock would either be deep down your throat or pounding your pussy.
And at first, Katsuki loved it. Do you know how ego-boosting it is for your girlfriend to practically beg you for sex anytime you come over? But it quickly became... a lot.
At first you could only do one round. Then you wanted two. Then you began stretching on to three. And Katsuki has a decent amount of stamina, but with how long and how frequently you wanted him to fuck you, he was having trouble catching up.
And for a moment, he considers talking about it with you. Setting a boundary that and saying "hey, I don't think I can fuck you this much." He knows you'd be understanding, and he'd rather bring it up than push it aside.
But then, you're down beneath him, mouth open and drooling and making the prettiest noises, breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts and pussy tightening around him so addictively, and Katsuki never wants to stop fucking you.
send me bakugou fluff posts. plz.
even as a worm? - Bakugou Katsuki x reader
｡ₓcharacters: Bakugou Katsuki x reader ｡ₓcontent: canonverse! FLUFF!! ｡ₓsummary: onset shenanigans with pro hero Katsuki ｡ₓword count: 480 ｡ₓa/n: NOT PROOFREAD! Aged up/pro hero Bakugou
You’ve been on the interview circuit all day with Katsuki. The clock now reaching seven pm, your aching cheeks and growling stomach were begging for this day to be over, and as if the gods heard your silent prayers, you were both informed this would be the last interview of the day.
Katsuki sighs next to you and slumps into the couch that had been your home for the day. As if forgetting where you both were, he reaches out to play with your hair. Wrapping a lock around his index finger, Katsuki twirls the hair before pushing it back behind your ear with a softness only shown behind your apartment door. He trails his fingers over your cheek and down your jaw, palm flattening over your skin to cup your face, and only after he moves slightly forward as if to lean in for a kiss does he stop and pull back.
“Did'ya wake up?” you tease the now blushing pro-hero. Katsuki shakes away the haze that had filled his head, blinking a few times before dragging his hands over his face. “I-fuck. I’m so tired.”
“If you keep doing that, you’re gonna get wrinkles.” You wrap your fingers around his wrist and try to pull them away, but Katuski doesn’t budge.
“If I get wrinkles, will they stop making me do these stupid interviews?” His voice is muffled.
You hum as if thought before finally answering. “You’ll probably get more. You’ll be seen as a wise old hero who appeals to all ages of fangirls.”
Katsuki groans and pulls his hands away from his face. Your hand slips from his wrist to entwine with his fingers. The rough calluses and scars from years of raining and work are comforting as you squeeze his hand.
“But would you still love me if I have wrinkles?” Bakugou turns to you.
“I’d love you even if you were a worm,” you swear and push up from your spot to press a loving kiss against his cheek.
Katsuki scoffs. “Really? A worm?”
“Mhmm. A slimy, old, wrinkly worm.”
He turns his face to yours. Eyebrows furrowed in disbelief before bursting into giggles. “You freak” He kisses your nose. “Worm fucker”
You start to laugh even as you kiss him quickly. Katsuki returns the kiss, now laughing with you as you giggle into each other’s mouths.
“Alright, love birds, we’re on in 30. Either keep going on national tv or stop it” The producer’s voice cuts through your moment.
Bakugou kisses you once more before pulling away. He lets go of your hand but places it gently in your lap before settling into his spot on the couch.
“I’d love you too,“ he mumbles.
"As a worm?” you tease, a smile forming on your lips.
“As a worm,” he confirms and winks at you, which has you beaming up at him.
“Alrighty. Live in 3, 2, 1.”
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.
Heey Are you taking requests atm?
i am thinking about opening them back up however i have two that have been in there for forever so it really depends on how i feel. if it’s just a scene to or a drabble i don’t see an issue however it is most definitely closed for longer fics. But right now i want to write i’m just feeling unmotivated with the ideas in my head so you might have to be patient with me. So request away anon! just keeping those few things in mind :)
I HAD TO REQUEST ANOTHER ONE ♡ NO RUSH BBY , YK IM PATIENT ♡
Bakugou katsuki and - "shielding their eyes from something scary" on the ways to say I love you!!
I can't handle scary movies or a lot of blood at all ♡ I can imagine he's really dulled off to that because heroics in contrast !!
♡♡♡
selection :: list no.5 ;; prompt 24
warnings :: very brief mentions of violence and blood (the word ‘blood’ used once), gn!reader
a/n :: thank you thank you for sending a prompt in pretty, honestly thankful you sent one in i’d love to somehow repay your kindness. honestly you got me through that exam season, can’t thank you enough so i hope you like this <3 i’ll do the other one you requested lovely, promise :)
˗ˏˋ event ! ´ˎ˗
he does it so often you swear it became a reflex of his.
katsuki’s arm keeps you close to his side as his fingers trace up and down your arm, leaving a trail of warmth with each distance they travel across your bare skin. it’s an absent-minded action, one that eases him into a clear train of thought as you snuggle into him under a blanket on the couch.
“don’t look, babe, the next scene’s bloody.”
his tone is calm, as if the skin-crawling screams and cries the TV emits weren’t something that poked at his interest or distress signals. it’s the type of unbothered someone reaches after being exposed to something for long, and the numbing that comes as a result. there was nothing more gruesome than what he’d encountered on the path of herowork— that left no space for softness or faint heartedness.
yet, katsuki can’t help the way his calloused hand flies from your arm and gently pushes your head against his chest, letting it rest there as his hand hangs before your eyes.
the action is simple, but it doesn’t stop you smiling against him as you shift your head, just until your face hides in the toasty warmth that is him.
“thank you, katsu.”
his fingers graze your skin once more, this time on the side of your face.
“can’t risk nightmares, even if your stubborn ass decides to test fate.”
it’s a pleasant thing to hear him speak, head still as you hum with a little laugh. “my hero.”
katsuki scoffs at the title, hiding a little chuckle. “mhm, i’d better be.”
had you taken the risk and looked up at him, you would’ve been able to notice his own looking down at your figure. katsuki’s eyes weren’t quite his usual tone of red, the colour shifted slightly and illuminated by the screen lights dancing on his face. a small smile tugs at the corners of his lips, not quite permanent but long-lasting.
he has no reaction to the violence displayed in front of him, but it’s an unspoken rule— an unspoken promise he’s made to not let it or any other violence rip through your cushioned heart or mind. watching this movie and all the others he knew you wouldn’t— couldn’t stand, for what you didn’t know was before you was something he was willing to do.
as long as he could make sure to shield you from any horrors you couldn’t stand to see yourself when he watched it again, with you.
“you’re welcome.”
reblogs are appreciated !
update!! i continued looking and decided that i liked these the most out of all of them. Gonna get this exact ones just a lil longer and a darker purple
second one is how it tuned out
Guys i need help. i’m getting acrylic nails for the first time and idk what to pick. I have a general idea of what i want like ik i want them to be purple and almond/oval shaped but what design
plz comment which number u like best :)
You wanna make out while I sit on your lap so I can feel you get hard 👀
Mmm, look at you. Is your cute little clitty getting hard from the slide of my fingers in your hole? It’s almost like you want more, the way you keep pushing back against my hand. There’s no mistaking how aroused you get when I fingerfuck you, but you’ll have to hold out a bit longer. Be good for me and hold on, let me curl my fingers up and rub that spot inside of you– oh, you liked that, didn’t you? Look at the mess you’re making. Good girl.
Guys i need help. i’m getting acrylic nails for the first time and idk what to pick. I have a general idea of what i want like ik i want them to be purple and almond/oval shaped but what design
plz comment which number u like best :)
guys i said this in a reblog and not on here i goofed up but i kept looking and found one that i really really like. i will get number 2 next tho cause that seems to be the most popular one! n e ways here are the ones i picked i want them a lil longer but other than that PERFECT
chocolate makes amelia feel better
So This Is Love
bakugou x fem!reader
masterlist
wc: 363
cw: tooth rotting fluff
Bakugou katsuki loves you so much he doesn’t know what to do with himself.
Katsuki couldn’t believe the sight in front of him. He thought the day couldn’t get any better, already blessed with the rest of the day off; Then the sight of you, the love of his life, dancing and singing without a care in the world as you clean. He leans against the door frame as he watches you frolic around in only your underwear and one of his shirts that swallows you whole.
The sound fades out as he gazes at you lovingly, absolutely adoring your voice as you sing, “But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain, and it's 2:00 a.m. and I'm cursing your name, so in love that you act insane, and that's the way I loved you”
He loves the way your voice matches the singer’s perfectly, and the way you look so childish when you spin around, and when it gets to the chorus you pick up the picture of the two of you and hug it tightly to your chest. He can’t get enough of you. Katsuki Bakugou is absolutely smitten, it’s insane. If any of his friends saw him right now, he’d be made fun of to no end. But he didn’t care, because he’s never been so in love, so infatuated with someone that he doesn’t care who sees.
You still haven’t turned around to face him. Understandably being unable to hear him come in over the music, so he takes matters into his own hands. Katsuki walks up behind you and wraps his hands around your waist, swaying with the music. You let out a small yelp at the intrusion before you realize it’s him. At first, you're filled with excitement but just as you realize what you were doing, embarrassment overtakes you.
“Gosh Kat, you scared me! Um, how long have you been standing there?” You mutter in a quiet voice as the song finishes out. You don’t need to know he was there, that could be just for him, just this once.
“Just walked in.” He says with a small adoring smile on his face. God he was so head over heels for you, so this was love, huh.
noooooo i don't have a praise kink haha..... it's just a coincidence that my pupils turn into little pink hearts when you tell me i've done a good job 🥴🥴🥴
[10:51am]
mdni
bakugou x shy!reader
masterlist
Katsuki was sitting on the bed reading as he normally did before the two of you went to sleep, however he was interrupted when you waltzed in twiddling your thumbs and looking down.
“What’s wrong, baby? Somethin happen?” He moves to take off his reading glasses and set them on the side table so he could go over to you.
“No! No stay there!” you speak almost panicked while he sets his weight back down on the fluffy mattress. “Nothings, um nothings wrong, ‘s just you’ve been busy with um work a-and i had some free time today, so I um went shopping…” You speak with your head down.
“I miss you too baby but why’re ya telling me about going to the grocery store?” Katsuki looks at you with confusion written all over his face.
“Noo,” the whine that you only made when you just wanted him to get something without having to say it. “I-I went … clothes shopping…” You say desperately trying to convey to him what you mean.
“Ah, I see” finally you thought. “Show me whacha got, pretty.” He says smiling at you.
“Um o-okay…” you step forward and make your way to the bed where you slowly climb into his lap, katsuki’s back against the headboard legs strewn out so he looks relaxed.
“Hah? Thought you were showin me your new clothes, baby? Whater you sitting here fo-” He quickly shuts up when he sees the hem of your shirt begin to rise to reveal the sexiest piece of fabric he has ever seen.
“Do you um.. do you like it, suki?” You let his hands slide up your waist to paw at your tits, feeling the intricate lace underneath his finger tips. He chuckles at your cuteness, “Do I like it? Baby, i love it. Now how bout i see the bottoms while you ride me yeah?”
TAGS 🏷:
@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana @melaniebakugo
[11:25am]
mdni
masterlist
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 nice guy 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 town by 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.
TAGS 🏷:
@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana
Could you do headcannons of Katsuki as a husband / in a developed realationship where he knows you better than anybody? THANKS <3
request from the loml on tumblr
Husband Bakugou
masterlist
His friends always complain about not knowing what to get their wives and girlfriends for their birthdays but he has absolutely no problem. He has a whole list of things that you have looked at for longer than usual or hinted that you wanted.
Bakugou will sometimes come home to you napping on the couch (which you hate doing because it hurts your back) but it just shows how long your day was and how tired you were. So in knowing this he will take his time carrying you to bed and changing you out of your work clothes so you’re more comfortable.
It’s almost creepy how often he can sense what you’re craving. Like you must have tell tale signs that mean you want onigiri because he will make it for you.
Also speaking on the note of food, you get cranky when you are hungry so sometimes when he takes you out for a quick meal and you are being snippy he knows it’s not because your mad at him, your belly’s just empty :( He will always keep his cool though and let you get past your hangry phase with a smile on his face (bc honestly he thinks it’s cute).
Bakugou wakes you up every morning with a “good morning beautiful” and a smile because he knows how much you like it when he praises/is sweet with you.
Will be extra protective in public because he sees how flustered and mesmerized with him you get when he is closed off to everyone but you.
He loves to show off his muscles for you whether it be just getting out of the shower or gym pictures he loves it. Only because he likes to have his beautiful wife ogle him for what he’s worked so hard for (and he knows how much of an added bonus you think it is that he’s hot)
Wants to tell you soon that he’s ready to build a family with you because you’ve been dying for it for forever. Dropping subtle hints about your friends getting pregnant or “look at this cute baby!” but he might not be quite ready so maybe a puppy to start.
Not only a baby but also the puppy thing. You want one so bad and he just watches you play with the dogs and do your little baby voice to coo at them because “suki they’re so cute!”
Bakugou knows you like the back of his hand. everything. the good the bad even the ugly and he might not say it enough but he can’t believe that he ended up with someone as perfect as you and he will love you till the day he dies, and all the lives after that.
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@trafalgar-lau @mybabekatsuki @loving-katsuki @ariavaana
Bakugou using a vibrator on you. that’s it just him being mesmerized by you falling apart from the vibrations of the toy.
Edit: OMG HIM FUCKING U WHILE HOLDING THE VIBRATOR TO UR CLIT. hollllyyyy fuck him fucking into your special spot perfectly and the vibrations are making you wriiiithhhheee in pleasure. he likes not only how tight and wet it makes you but when he thrusts in he can feel the vibrations against the base of his dick and that mf eats that shit up.
kiss me
bingo slot: first kiss
words: 2.3k
paring: bakugou x reader
warnings: none ?
You knew that from the moment you woke up to the time you stepped out of your room, someone was bound to attack you. Whether it was your younger brother or your best friend, you were never surprised. Your best friend, Katsuki Bakugou, had been in your life quite literally from the time you were carried into your house two days after you were born, up until now. His family had moved into their house the day you were born and surprisingly they had a little boy that was just a few months older than you. You two had known each other from diapers and playdates your mothers would set up, and you were both now seniors in high school.
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Sweet (Like Honey) | K. Bakugou
Entry 02 | The Virginity Chronicles
Summary: When Katsuki finds out in the worst way possible that Deku is, in fact, not a virgin anymore, he takes matters into his own hands and decides to seek you out.
(Or, alternatively; Katsuki fucks for the first time)
Paring: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!reader
Warnings: Swearing, virginity loss, fingering, dry humping, cunnilingus, creampie, multiple orgasms, no contraception mentioned, extremely unrealistic (seriously, this is not what losing your virginity is actually like), characters are aged up to 18
Note: So this was inspired by someone on my AO3, who wondered what Bakugou would be like when he lost his virginity. And this is what my brain had to say.
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Babycakes!! I got Bakugou on the brain and I wanna know how you feel about this idea
Okay so friends to lovers Bakugou (because friends to lovers is the only thing I know how to do) who wants to take you out on a date first before you guys have sex but one day y'all are making out and get a little too carried away, desperately dry humping each other, teeth clashing, fingers gripping each other a little too tight until you finally cum and make a mess of your clothes - 🍓
pleaaaase omg strawb you’re feeding my brain rot here 😖‼️
pairing: bakugou x fem!reader
cw: smut, MDNI 18+, dry humping, some dirty talk uwu
gasp but can you imagine, you’re in bakugou’s lap, his hands pushing up your shirt because he’s so fucking desperate to touch you. he knows he shouldn’t, he knows he should wait— touching you like this wasn’t part of his plan just yet, no matter how many times he’d dreamed of this moment...but shit, you’re so pretty like this above him. your lips are bruised and bitten a shade of red that rivals his eyes, even as they travel your face for any doubts. your clothes are mussed, chin shining with spit from where your lips crashed against one another in a messy kiss and there’s shades of deep blue and purple blossoming against your sweat licked skin from where the blonde has marked you as his own.
katsuki’s dreamed of this, your smaller-than-his hands roaming his body, sliding underneath his shirt to rake your nails down his honey abs. he doesn’t know why he’s so nervous, he’d done this before— snuck away from parties you attended together to fuck whoever came his way. he’d touched people in the same way you explored him now— so why the fuck was he acting like a teenager having a girl in his bedroom for the first time?
because he loved you, he’d waited through teen romances and college break ups for you and now katsuki bakugou was finally getting a taste of the girl he loved. “we shouldn’t— fuck, yn...i wanted to fuckin’ wait babe,” the blonde heaves under swipes of his tongue against your bottom lip, sitting up to force his pink muscle through your parted lips, exploring your hot mouth. it’s a messy exchange of spit and small, precious moans— your bodies sparking with heat as you press harder and harder against one another. “don’ wanna fuck ya like this, wanna wait...”
“katsuki,” you whine out so fucking sweetly that the sound goes straight to his throbbing cock pushed up against your doughy thighs. you grab at his hands that burn marks into your hips and drag them under your shirt, letting the blonde paw at your breasts while lust fizzes in the little air thats left between you. “katsu, don’ care just ...touch me...” you plead for him, beg your best friend between sloppy kisses and slow grinds of your hips above his hard on.
the blonde shudders at the feeling and the sound, your fat, slick folds practically visible through the thin layer of your leggings— they slide perfectly over his length, so warm that he can only begin to imagine what you feel like underneath all those clothes. his head spins at the way you call for him, like you need him, like you love him and how he makes you feel. “yeah baby?” bakugou coos lowly, sitting up to chase your lips as he takes control and moves your body over him. he ruts up, forcing his tip to push your pussy lips from over your clothes— smirking into the kiss when you desperately tut back. “you need me? want me to fuckin’ touch yer, yeah?”
you keen into his touch, losing trace of kastki’s lips as he tweaks your pebbled nipples from under your shirt— letting you roll your hips in circles to create friction against his sex. dopamine dances across your brain at the feeling of his thick, prominently veined cock pushing at your clit from underneath your clothes— it all feels so new, so fucking good like you’ve never felt it before. “suki, please... ohmygod please...y’so big, s’good...” you slur, breathing laboured from the way you hump his bulge.
“i know baby, suki knows,” katsuki pushes open your mouth with his tongue, swapping salvia with you before he starts to thrust upwards— your dripping cunt leaking all over his grey sweats. “dreamt of ya, seein’ you like this on my dick— fuck baby, s’much better than in my fuckin’ head. gonna let me make you cum, sweet girl? shit, need’ya to let me make you cum baby,”
you nod your lips push into a needy pout, so fucking cutely and it’s all for fucking him. all of it is for him. “wi-will you show me, suki?” you mumble with wanton, arching your back for him. large palms dance to your ass, gripping the flesh harshly before katsuki starts to push and you across his lap, desperate to see what faces you’ll make for him when you do reach your high. “will you show me what you did to me in your dreams?”
“‘course i will baby, your suki’s gonna make you feel so fuckin’ good, show ya how good it feels’ta hump a fat cock like his, yeah? that what’cha want?” he whispers to you between slots of his mouth against yours, practically fucking it with his tongue to pacify you on top of him. katsuki is searing to the touch, rutting up into you with such vigour that your chest bounces and you jump up with each of his thrusts.
you pull away from bakugou’s swollen lips to bury your face in his neck, kitten like mewls escaping you as he pushes harder and harder on your puffy clit, sliding through your slick folds through your clothes. you latch onto his neck and suck to keep yourself content, pleasure filled tears sticking to your lashes. “mhm, s’what i want suki,” you whine, words muffled by the drool spilling from your mouth—creating a shine against his honey skin.
your best friend squeezes your ass once more, groaning with ruby eyes fluttering shut as he listens to you— his best friend, pleading for him to make her feel good. “suki?,” you ask again, calling his name in that heavenly way and desperately humping his cock.
he opens his eyes, dark smirk crossing his lips before grabbing your cheeks. “don’chu worry baby, anything ya ask suki for, yer gonna get. ‘m gonna make you see fuckin’ stars.” bakugou murmurs into the shell of your ear, punctuating his words with a sinful roll of his hips.
“am i doin’ it right?”
you can barely hear him through the thick haze of clouds surrounding your head, nestled so comfortably in the pillows underneath you as he angles your lower body further into his lap. your head tips back with a groan at the new angle, tears forming at your waterline from how good it felt.
“does it hurt? d’you want me to stop?”
you all but shake your head vigorously, lips parted in a sharp gasp that has your chest shuddering. the flimsy top you had on is bunched up just over your chest, shorts and panties flung to only god knows where.
“don’t stop—please, don’t stop, g-od,” the last syllable is punted out of you with a whine tapering off at the end, back bowing off the bed. even still, you try your best to continue to guide him. “there—there. ki, y-your fingers. curl ‘em upwards, please, please—”
brows furrowed and lips bitten red at the sight of your below him, he does as told and curls his fingers up, narrowed eyes bouncing back and forth between your near starry eyed expression and the way your core squeezed around his fingers in response.
“fuck.” both your voices release the same word in tandem, your warbled cry nearly drowning out his involuntary hiss.
“gonna—gonna cum. shit,” your eyes widen slightly, a hand shooting out to grab his wrist. his thumb swipes again your clit and your body seizes, legs tightening around his waist with every thrust. “ka—katsuki, wait, i’m gonna—”
“wanna see you cum on m’fingers.” slick sticks to your inner thighs and his fingers as he bullies your most sensitive part open, teeth sinking into his lower lip the more you tremble. “gonna look so pretty when y’cum.”
“y’think… y’think im pretty?” you look up at him like he hung the moon and its fucking stars in the sky, wide eyed and full of adoration, and his head spins.
“the prettiest fuckin’ girl i’ve ever laid my eyes on.” a wheezed sound rumbles from his chest when you tighten around his fingers at that. “and now you’re all mine. this pussy’s all mine. is that right?”
“s’all y-yours, ki. all—all yours—!” hips jerking up, your voice just about gives out, tears beginning to pool and stream down your cheeks. “feels—feels funny, ki… f-feels weird, oh—”
“cum f’me, pretty.”
the intensity of his words is what drives you over the edge, legs squeezing around his middle as his fingers pump once, twice, and a final time, squirting all over his lower half and staining the sheets below him. your head is knocked back in a silent scream, eyes squeezed shut as more tears streamed down your face.
this part he didn’t have to learn. he coaxes you through the aftershocks with gentle rubs to your inner thighs, kissing your both your knees before moving down to your legs. a shudder runs down your back when he gets a little too close, and you struggle to push yourself back up on your forearms.
he looks smug despite his worn out expression. “did i pass?”
you laugh, exhausted, and manage to nod. “you… you definitely did something, um.” nodding to his shirt and sweats, you wince slightly. “sorry ‘bout that.”
he only shrugs, nosing against your thigh, and smiles against your skin when your try to suppress another shudder. “you can make it up to me by teaching me other things.”
“ki? what do you mean by other…. no.” your arm moves to push his head away from where it aches still, shaking slightly from the effort. “can’t cum again. give me a few minutes, i’ll be—ki!”
a soft whine tumbles from your lips when he nips your inner thigh, arms finally giving out from holding yourself up for too long. the only thing you see before succumbing to pleasure once more is another smug grin, crimson hues glinting mischievously.
“what? i’ve always been taught to clean up my messes.”
baby, you’re tiny | k.bakugou.
⇝ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader.
⇝ word count: 2.3K
⇝ rating: mature, 18+.
⇝ genre: first time!au, smut.
⇝ summary: there were many things katsuki loved about his girlfriend, the main being how tiny she was compared to him; more specifically, how tiny she looked when they were in the bedroom.
⇝ warning(s): please read ! heavy smut, pwp ( characters aged up to 18 ), size!kink, protected sex, fingering ( female recieving ), virginity loss, sub!reader + dom!bakugou,spitting?? y’all idk its just smut ok!! katsuki is soft <33
⇝ author’s note(s): hello hello hello!! it’s been a while since i posted my lastr request so i hope you enjoy this!! this was a request by anon, apologies for the delay. also :( my blog has grown so much so i want to thank you all for 1K, ilysm <3
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you were tiny.
and if there was one thing katsuki bakugou loved most about you, his girlfriend, his how tiny you were.
at least compared to him.
most of class A had been shocked when you started dating at the start of second year; since in first year, all katsuki had done was pick on you for your height ( or lack thereof ) and nag you for your quirk— lullaby hadn’t been quite so powerful back then. but your fondness for him grew that summer, having spent time with he and eijirou over the break.
bakugou was sweet when he wanted to be, soft and attentive to you and you only. his teasing gradually let up, turning into sweet gestures or whispered praises and then finally stolen kisses under the night sky.
that’s what lead you both to date, in the end; but everyone supported you nonetheless. it was quite funny to see the great katsuki bakugou help fix your uniform in the morning or make you breakfast in the dorms and even if he yelled at the others for mentioning it— he loved the weight of your barely-there palm in his and the way you pouted up him with faux anger when he rested his elbow on your head.
you were short enough for him to tower over you and twirl you in his arms, small enough to look like you drowning in his hoodies that he gave you. even if he stopped mocking you for your height, over a year ago— even now, in your third year he still loved it.
you were so tiny and he loved it.
he especially loved the way you looked under him right now.
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hbd hajime
Can u do one where bakugou sees a friend he hasn't seen in years because she moved away? Like a first love kinda thing? And when they meet it's obvious they still like each other but the air is different because they are older....like obvious sexual tension between them. They were watching movies like old times but that ends up leading to .......stuff.
Omggg ty for this ask!!! It's so cute eek 😫 I hope you like it 💖
Just Friends
summary: you're back in your hometown on business, and come face to face with an old friend.
cw: smut, afab!reader, dom!bakugo, subby!reader, that knee thing hehe, unprotected sex, creampie, overstim, dacryphilia
wc: 3.5k
all characters aged up 22+
MDNI
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You had just gotten settled in at your mom's. You were staying with her for a month while you were back in your hometown on business, and by the time the two of you had finished setting up your bedroom and office, you were tired, sweaty, and ready for a drink.
It felt strange returning home, even stranger entering the bar, half expecting someone to turn you away. The last time you'd been home was when you were still a child, too young to order your own drink.
You steeled yourself anyway, knowing you'd have to get used to it sometime, and sat yourself down at the bar. When you saw the bartender, your heartrate quickened.
His back was to you, at the other end talking to other patrons, drying a glass. He wore a black t-shirt, sleeves rolled up to expose his muscular arms. He was taller now than he was when you left, broader too. You couldn't help the blush that crawled up your chest, quickly looking away in hopes it wasn't too noticeable.
"Y/n?"
You recognized his voice, one thing that hadn't really changed, and looked up to see wide crimson eyes. Everything in his face conveyed his shock at seeing you.
You tried an easy smile, trying to calm your racing heart. "Hey, Katsuki."
"What uh--what can I get for you?" You could tell he was trying to hide his shock now, setting the glass in his hand down. He set his hands on the bartop and leaned towards you, and you tried to ignore the fact that you could smell his cologne.
You quickly shot out a simple cocktail; one you knew you liked but hadn't tried in a while. He set to work on it, and you weren't sure where to look. Watching his hands made you think about how you'd like them on your waist, maybe wrapped around your throat--
"Why didn't you tell me you were in town?" He asked, all shock wiped from his expression now. He set the drink down on a coaster in front of you, looking at you through his lashes expectantly. You almost forgot how quick to the point your childhood friend was.
You cleared your throat, taking a sip of your drink to buy you time to mull over what you'd tell him. The truth was, you didn't want to reach out to him because you had been afraid of getting the cold shoulder. It had been years since you'd spoken to each other, and even longer since you'd been face to face. If you had reached out and he'd ignored you, you weren't sure you could handle that kind of rejection.
The cocktail was refreshing, lightly sweet and just what you needed after the long day of moving. "I wasn't sure you'd care to know, honestly." You finally said, trying to get as close to the truth as you could without exposing how much you actually had looked forward to seeing him after all this time.
He snorted, rolling his eyes and pushing off his hands. "Not like I'm waiting for your phone call or anything, but a simple text woulda been nice."
He must have seen the worry in your expression. He sighed. "I get off at ten, wanna come over to mine? We can watch a movie like old times."
You quickly agreed, taking another sip of your drink. You watched him work as you nursed your drink, and then a second one. He wasn't quite the chatterbox, but he was much friendlier than he was when you'd known him in high school. Well, maybe friendly wasn't the word. More like less hostile.
When you finished your second drink and tabbed out, you hoped down from the bar, waving back to Bakugo. He grunted out something you couldn't quite hear.
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Bakugo hadn't been expecting you, the recognition hitting him like a freight train when he'd spotted you at the end of the bar.
At first glance, you looked just like you had in high school when Bakugo had last seen you, but as he took in more and more of your face, he saw how time had changed you as much as it had him.
He'd tried to keep his cool, not show just how happy he was to see you. After all, who knew how long you'd be here, anyway. But he knew he'd kick himself if he didn't see you again, at least once. He'd been relieved when you'd agreed.
All night he could feel your gaze on him. It made him nervous, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it a little, knowing your attention was on him. When you'd slipped off the barstool, making your way to the exit, he couldn't help but stop and watch you leave, eyes tracing over every curve. You were even more delectable since the last time he'd seen you.
He couldn't wait until ten o' clock, his heart quickening every time he looked and saw he was thirty, twenty, ten minutes away from being able to ditch the bar and call you up. Even Kirishima had noted he'd seemed on edge, but Bakugo had only told him to shut it.
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It was a quarter after when your phone lit up, an old candid photo of Bakugo filling up your screen. It had been so long since you'd seen it you couldn't help the smile on your face even as you answered the call.
He was quick to tell you his new address, telling you to come over whenever. Luckily, you'd had enough time to shower, shave, and blow dry your hair before his call. All that was left was to do your makeup. You knew it was going to be a chill night. Bakugo wasn't the type of guy to make a move, but you still hoped; you wanted to look good for him.
You wore something comfortable, something that made you feel good, that you knew you looked good in, but wasn't so restricting you couldn't sit and veg on the couch for a couple hours during a movie.
The drive to Bakugo's was short, your nerves building the whole way there. You wondered if he'd notice the makeup on your face, the way your body changed like his had. If he'd like it. You couldn't stop reminiscing over those lingering looks from when you'd both been in high school, wondering if he'd moved on. It's been so long, you'd both been in and out of relationships since then. Would his heart race like yours when you sat next to each other?
When you pulled into the apartment complex, you had to take a moment to settle your nerves. You tried not to hope for too much tonight, so you wouldn't be disappointed. It's not like either of you had ever made a move before, you were determined to enjoy the night for what it was.
By the time you were knocking on his door, though, your body felt warm, legs like jelly. You wished you'd had another drink or two before you came.
When he answered the door, he looked like he'd just gotten out of the shower, hair dripping onto the towel around his shoulders. He wore a white tank and red shorts, his arms and legs bared in their muscly glory.
You tried not to stare, looking straight up into Bakugo's face. "Hey, I brought snacks." You said, holding up a bag of assorted candy.
He snorted, smirk on his face, moving enough that you could fit past his large frame in the doorway, kicking off your shoes and following him down the hall. It was tidy, you couldn't help but search the place with your gaze, committing everything to memory.
"What movie did you wanna watch?" You asked, following him into the living room. It was cozy, you were surprised to find warm string lights hung up, walls bare except for the shelf that housed a few All Might figurines, a record player and a decent collection of records underneath.
He shrugged, crashing onto the couch and lifting his legs on the recliner. There was already a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table, and he lifted it into his lap. "Don't matter to me. S'long as it's not one of those dumb romance movies you always wanna make me watch." He curled his lip in distaste, and you couldn't help but laugh at his expression, how familiar it all felt, as you sunk into the spot next to him, curling your legs under you so you were angled toward him.
"You'd probably like them if you gave them a chance." You chided, reaching over to grab a handful of popcorn. You were unsurprised by the light coating of hot sauce. "Besides, you should have picked a movie before I got here, it's going to take us forever to pick one."
He grumbled something incoherent, though you knew he was disagreeing with you about something. "Just put on something we've seen before."
"I'ma get a beer before we start. You want something? I can make that froo-froo drink you ordered at the bar." You looked over and saw his mean smile turned on you.
You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't fight the butterflies in your stomach at the intensity in his eyes. "Uh, sure. Whatever you think."
He disappeared back into the kitchen, and you heard the sounds of him opening the fridge, pulling out a beer and popping the cap off, before it devolved into sounds of glasses and ice. He returned shortly after, holding out a glass to you. "Made you something a lil' different, lemme know how you like it."
You eagerly took a sip, excitement at his making a drink just for you. It was smooth, bright, and a bit tart. "It's delicious." You said honestly.
He smirked. "'Course it is." You rolled your eyes again, and set the glass on the end table next to you, settling back into your spot. Bakugo was closer now than he was before, his thigh pressed up against yours. You tried not to show your surprise, or your pleasure.
You settled into silence as he put on a movie you'd seen two or three times with him. You grabbed the bag of candy, pulling out a few pieces before wordlessly offering it to him. He stuck his hand in, rustling around before he pulled out two.
You tried to focus on the movie, but you couldn't help but notice the way his body was angled toward yours, his arm draped over the back of the couch behind you. You hoped despite the warm light from above and the cool light from the TV that he couldn't see the blush that was blooming along your cheeks as your thoughts progressively got dirtier.
He leaned forward, grabbing his beer from the coffee table. You almost stiffened as his hand moved from the couch to your back, his thumb drawing circles into the juncture between your neck and shoulder.
You bit your lip, stealing a glance in his direction. His eyes were already trained on you, gaze hard but unsure, as he brought the bottle to his lips to take a swig.
You cozied into his side, unsure until his hand moved even farther to your side, resting on your hip. You stayed like this for some time, almost afraid to move in fear of breaking the spell. But of course he saw right through you.
"Get comfortable already, woman. You're stiffer than a board."
You were definitely blushing now, not sure why him calling you woman felt like electricity in your veins. You relaxed a bit more, resting your hand on his thigh. "Is this...okay?"
"I'm the one who said to relax, right?" He said harshly, but started back with rubbing calming circles into your side, right along your hip.
"It's just, well we never used to watch movies like this before." You couldn't help but run your fingers over his thigh, his shorts having rode up to expose the contours of his muscles.
"Well I think it's safe to say we're not like how we were then, right?"
You smirked. "You're still as brash as ever."
"And you're still a dumbass." He growled, teasingly pinching the skin of your side. You couldn't help but jump a little, a surprised little noise coming from you. You moved your hand from his thigh, resting between you both, shooting a glare at him. That mean smile was back.
"You're the worst." You said, but you couldn't fight the grin on your face as you looked at him. In the warm light, he looked gorgeous. Who were you kidding, he was always gorgeous.
You noticed his eyes had dropped to your mouth, his own mouth softening. "Katsuki?" You whispered. His eyes shot up to yours. Your breath shuddered, and you reached up a hand to his cheek.
He leaned down toward you, his other arm coming around you to cage you in as his lips brushed against yours. You sighed against him, your other hand coming up to grab at the hairs on the nape of his neck. A deep groan rumbled from his chest at the motion, pulling away to look down at you with heavy lidded eyes.
"Don't stop, dumbass." You breathed with a laugh. He rolled his eyes at the nickname, but leaned down and kissed you again anyway.
You were in a bit of an awkward position, and you wanted to lean into him more, maybe to sit in his lap, but he had other plans. He lifted you a little with the hand on your waist, only to push you so you were laying along the couch horizontally, maneuvering your legs so he was resting between your thighs, pressing right against your heat.
You continued kissing in this position, sucking and licking at each other's mouths, trying to remember the way each other tasted. He broke away eventually, blazing a trail of kisses and soft bites along your neck. He pressed his knee to the space between your legs, the contact pulling a gasp from you. He rolled his knee against you, continuing his assault on your neck, and you were in heaven.
"Kats...uki." You moaned lightly, starting to roll your hips against him.
"Yeah, baby, keep sayin' my name. I'll make you feel good." He was running a hand along your side, until he was cupping your breast through your shirt.
You threw your head back, gasping each time his knee rolled into you, whispering his name with each breath.
"Want...more, Katsuki." You begged, your hole clenching around nothing. His knee pulled away from your heat and, grabbing a knee in each hand, spread your legs open for him. You flushed at the sudden vulnerability as he admired your body beneath him.
He pressed his hips into you, and you couldn't help gasping when you felt how hard he was through both of your pants. You whined up at him, spurred on by how his hips rolled harder into you when you were needy.
You reach down, reaching under his shirt and playing with the waistband of his shorts, ready to feel him with less clothing. He grabbed your hands, stopping the movement of his hips. "Nuh-uh. You first." He grumbled, his hands shooting to the hem of your shirt. "Off."
You sat up quickly, letting him lift the fabric over your head. Immediately, his mouth was on your skin, sucking kisses across your chest. His thumbs ran over the thin fabric of your bra, right over your nipples, before reaching around you, unclasping it and pulling it away easily.
You looked up at him through your lashes, silently asking for more. He smirked down at you and tossed your bra somewhere into the living room. "Gotta use your words. Tell me what you want."
You bit your lip, nervous to voice what you craved out loud. "Wanna feel you."
He leaned forward a little, grabbing your chin in hand and running his thumb over your bottom lip before forcing it into your mouth, resting lightly on your tongue. "Gotta be more specific. Or else I might just use you how I wanna."
You flushed with desire at the prospect, all the possibilities of him using you. But you wanted to feel him now. "Fuck me," you whispered around his finger, lifting yourself up enough that you could roll your hips onto his groin. "Wanna feel you in me."
He flashed a wide grin, pulling his hand away and kissing you hard. You held onto him by wrapping your arms around his neck, aware of his hands pulling at your bottoms, taking your undies with him. You sucked in a gasp at the cool air against your pussy, whining when he teased your folds with a finger.
"Already so wet for me. Can't believe I waited so long for this pussy." He groaned, pressing into you until he found your clit. You couldn't believe how well he worked you with his fingers, sighing when one teased at your entrance.
"Right there, Katsuki." You pleaded, trying to roll your hips into him. Once again though, you were no match for his strength, and he held your hips down with a single hand, the other working over your slowly.
"So eager for it, huh?" He cooed. "You're gonna beg for this cock." He pressed a finger into you, sliding in easily with your slick, and you gasped around the thickness of him. And it was only one finger. His thrusts were gentle, slow, nothing like what you needed. "God, you're sucking me in so well," he said, eyes trained on where his fingers were pressing into you as he added a second finger.
You felt dirty at his words, but judging by the way his cock tented in his shorts, you knew he was praising you in his own way. And he was right, with him curling his fingers right where you needed him, you were desperate for him. "Please, Katsuki. Need you."
He looked up at you at last, and he nearly melted at the sight of you under him, eyes watering, face flushed. You were like a dream. "Not yet. Gotta make sure you're ready for me. Don't wanna break you before I've had my fun." But the way he was toying with you, his thumb found the perfect rhythm on your clit, matching up so well with the way not two, but now three of his fingers pressed into you. The burn was delicious, you couldn't help clenching around them, needing just a little bit more.
"Please, Katsuki. Put it in. I need it." You whined, repeating the prayer over and over, getting close to your climax but holding off until you could feel him inside you.
After a few more thrusts, he took pity on you, pulling his shorts down enough so his cock was freed, bouncing up a little before resting against his thigh. It was thick, with a pale pink tip, curving just a little. You swallowed. If you weren't already so close to cumming, you'd definitely want it in your mouth.
"You sure you're ready for it?" He asked, thrusting into you extra hard as if to prove his point. You grunted at the movement, but you couldn't say you didn't like it. You nodded eagerly, angling your hips toward his tip.
He pulled out his fingers, continuing the motion on your clit for a second longer before he pumped his cock a few times, covering it in the slick gathered on his fingers. He ran his tip through your folds a few times before sliding into your cunt. The motion was smooth, and he had prepped you well, but you still felt a sweet burn as he stretched you out around his cock, a little moan pulling from you lips.
He didn't waste any time finding that rhythm from before, and soon you were moments away from your orgasm, whining in his ear sweet praises about how good he made you feel.
"Told ya I'd make you feel good." He grunted, his face right by your ear, pressing kisses into your neck. "God, you're squeezing me so well. Don't wanna give up this pussy."
You were getting closer, he was hitting all the right spots. His thumb was back on your clit, moving in time with his thrusts. You felt the muscles low in your belly tightening, could nearly taste your release. "I'm so close, Katsuki."
He grunted, nearly losing his pace, but he was determined to get you off. "That's right, baby, let go. Cum for me."
You felt the tightness snap, crying out as he fucked you through your orgasm. The way you milked him was enough to push him over the edge soon after you, but he continued thrusting, even as you cried out, "s'too much, Katsuki," because he wasn't done feeling you squeeze his cock. He knew he'd be addicted to your cunt, that he'd never stop craving it.
When he finally slowed his thrusts, you were exhausted, a few tears sneaking down your cheeks as you smiled up at him, holding his face in your hands. "Fuck, Y/n. Welcome home."
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Tysm @hisokumi for the request, and for everyone for reading!! This was such a fun request to do, it was a nice change to have more of a dom Katsuki hehe 😈
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