It’s Too Fun Texting Her Perverted Things While She’s In Public. Sitting There Reading The Filthy

Sweet boyfriend ! Choso with a filthy mouth ⭐️

“Yes, god… spread your fucking legs just like thaaat,” a groan from the pit of his sternum, large hands finding purchase on the thick of your hips, “let me see that pretty pussy, baby, fuuucck.”

And you do, achy, trembling thighs falling so obscenely wide for your sweet, sweet boyfriend who mercilessly abuses your endlessly weeping cunt. Not a single, coherent thought remains in your poor little mind, nothing but the sound of him, the feeling of him.

You’re just mindlessly obeying his obscene requests; lips parting almost instinctively when he leans down to drool onto your tongue; pulling your legs to your chest when he asks to see more of you; even tracing frantic, haphazard circles around your swollen clit when he tells you to. Always been such an obedient girl after all.

It’s been hours. You’re nearly crying — sore, overstimulated, exhausted, but you asked for this. You got on your knees for it, remember? Choso could hardly make it through the door before you were falling to your knees in front of him, begging for cock.

He’s simply obeying your wishes, but his mouth is just so fucking filthy. There is a filter that ceases to exist upon the very moment he sinks inside of you. Sloppy, beckoning walls sucking him in so greedily that he can’t help but to mutter the obscenest of profanities, the nastiest amalgamations of words to ever be uttered in human existence.

“Fuck, c’mereee,” he’s pulling your hips up and you let him, his lithe fingers digging so deliciously into the fat of your ass, “such a gooood slut for that cock… taking me so well, so fucking deeeep, god.” Heavy hands hold you still, your canting hips suspended into the air as he forces you onto his cock again and again and again. “Take it baby, take that fuckin’ cock… allll the way to the back of that slutty, little pussy, godddd.”

See? Just nasty, but you’re no saint — babbling disgusting little coos in response to his vulgarity, begging for him to go deeper, harder. Stupidly gaped mouth wide and occupied with your delirious wails of rapture. More, more, more, you cry, grasping for his hips, his face, the back of his neck. Perfect hips bucking so sluttily in tandem with his bruising thrusts.

A gruff chuckle parts his lips, an ensuing grin crinkling his darkened eyes. “Yeah? Moreee?” Choso is sitting back on his heels, angling his hips upward to fuck against your tensing walls. “Such a greedy girl for it, huh? Bet you want me to breed that cunt too, right? Get you fucking pregnant?” Fuck.

You nod. Duhhh.

Currently walking around Walmart wearing a short skirt and no panties. It sure would be a shame if someone were to take advantage of me

Bakugo being a porn streamer (for Sinful Sunday)

Warnings: smut with plot, rough smut, pussy fingering and eating, cunnilingus, missionary, creampie, fem!reader, male masturbation, squirting, public sex, only fans & pornhub mentions, porn stream, Bakugo has OnlyFans account

A/N: this request got the second highest number of votes during the Sinful Sunday poll I held over a week ago. Thank you to everyone who voted!

SINFUL SUNDAY MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST - PART II

The cityscape glowed like a thousand gems scattered across a dark velvet blanket, each light a testament to the life teeming below. 

Katsuki Bakugo strode through the bustling streets, the remnants of his patrol echoing in the satisfied murmurs of bystanders he had saved earlier. His fiery eyes scanned the horizon, mind already drifting to the solace awaiting him at home.

Reaching the sleek, modern building that housed his penthouse, Bakugo nodded curtly to the doorman and made his way to the private elevator. As the doors closed, he allowed a small, rare smile to touch his lips. 

It had been a good day — no major catastrophes, no near-death experiences. Just another day of being the best hero the world had ever seen.

The elevator chimed softly as it reached the top floor. 

Bakugo stepped into his luxurious apartment, the space a perfect blend of modernity and comfort. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the city, and plush furnishings invited him to relax. He shed his hero gear with practiced efficiency, revealing the chiseled body beneath — one that had become almost as famous as his explosive quirk.

Padding barefoot across the cool hardwood floors, Bakugo headed to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. He took a long drink, his thoughts wandering to his evening plans. 

It had started as a joke, really — a whim born from boredom and pure curiosity. One night, he had filmed himself getting off, his muscular body glistening with sweat, his deep, guttural moans echoing in the silent room. On a lark, he had uploaded the video to his old Pornhub, expecting nothing in particular.

To his surprise, the video had gone viral. Within days, he had amassed thousands of fans, all clamoring for more. At first, Bakugo was amused. Then intrigued. And finally, he saw an opportunity. He was a hot man — he knew that. And if people wanted to watch him, if it made them happy and he enjoyed it too, then why not?

With the success of his initial video, Bakugo had created an OnlyFans account, eager to capitalize on his newfound popularity. It had been an instant hit. Fans flocked to his page, eager to pay for the privilege of seeing him in more intimate, exclusive settings. The subscriptions rolled in, and Bakugo found himself enjoying the attention, the adoration. It was a different kind of thrill, but a thrill nonetheless.

Bakugo set the water bottle down and made his way to his bedroom. The room was dominated by a large, king-sized bed draped in dark, luxurious linens. A camera was set up on a tripod in one corner, pointed directly at the bed. He moved with confidence, stripping off his clothes and tossing them aside. Naked, he admired his reflection in the full-length mirror. His body was a testament to years of rigorous training — every muscle defined, every inch a work of art.

With practiced ease, Bakugo positioned himself on the bed, adjusting the camera angle until he was satisfied. He grabbed a small remote from the nightstand and turned on the camera. The red light blinked to life, and he took a deep breath, letting the anticipation build. This was his stage, his audience waiting eagerly on the other side of the screen.

He opened his laptop, navigating to his OnlyFans account. With a few clicks, he started a live stream, watching as the viewer count began to climb rapidly. The chat box exploded with messages, fans greeting him eagerly, their excitement palpable even through the screen.

"Hey, fucking perverts," he greeted, his voice low and rough, tinged with the cocky confidence that had made him a hero. "It's your favorite pro hero, back for another round."

He ran a hand down his chest, fingers tracing the hard lines of his abs. He knew exactly what his fans wanted, what they craved. And he was more than happy to give it to them. His hand continued its descent, skimming over the taut skin until it reached his cock. Already semi-hard, it twitched in his grasp, responding to his touch.

Bakugo leaned back against the pillows, spreading his legs slightly to give the camera a better view. He stroked himself slowly at first, his grip firm but teasing. He knew how to build the anticipation, how to draw it out until he was practically vibrating with need. "You like what you see?" he growled, eyes locked on the camera as if he could see his fans watching. "Bet you wish you could touch me, huh? Feel how hard I am for you, little perverts?"

The chat box lit up with eager responses, fans egging him on, praising his body, his performance.

God, you're so hot!

I've been waiting all day for this.

Take it slow, Dynamight, make it last!

His eyes scanned the comments, searching for one particular username: sweet_daisyxxx. Amid the flood of adoring messages, he spotted it.

sweet_daisyxxx: You look amazing tonight, Katsuki

A rush of heat surged through him at the sight of your comment. He smirked, a new surge of energy coursing through him. His hand moved faster, strokes becoming more insistent. Pleasure coiled in his belly, hot and demanding. He was stroking his cock from base to tip, picturing you moaning his name. 

For Bakugo, starting an OnlyFans account had been a natural progression from his initial success on Pornhub. He'd always had a hard time settling down, despite his status as a pro hero and his undeniable attractiveness. His standards were high — too high, perhaps — and no woman had ever met all his requirements. His relationships invariably ended in one-night stands, fleeting and unsatisfying.

He had begun to find solace in the digital realm, exploring the myriad of content creators on OnlyFans. He followed the accounts of the girls he found hot, drawn to their beauty and charisma. It was a distraction, an addiction of sorts, but one he didn't mind. It filled a void that real-life encounters couldn't, offering a tantalizing escape from the pressures of heroism.

Then he came across your account. It was different from the rest. Yes, you were a camgirl yourself, you had a beautiful body, a captivating presence, but what set you apart was your approach. You didn't reveal everything, always touching yourself through the thin material of your lacy panties, always keeping your face off the camera, maintaining an air of mystery and intrigue while you played with yourself. Your streams were a mix of sensuality and intellect as you were trying to engage your small but dedicated follower count in discussions about literature, history, fashion, and the changing world. You were a tease, undoubtedly, but it was your depth that held him captive. Bakugo lingered on your page longer than he intended, entranced by your intelligence and charm. Your body was a work of art, but it was your mind that ensnared him. Not to mention you happened to be his biggest fan.

sweet_daisyxxx: Those muscles look even better up close. You're incredible, Katsuki

His eyes flicked back to the chat, watching as your other comments rolled in. 

sweet_daisyxxx: That growl you made just now? So hoooot, oh Gosh... Don't stop

Bakugo was incredibly turned on, imagining the taste and feel of licking your cunny. Even though he had never truly seen your pussy, the lingerie you wore on your streams left little to the imagination, perfectly outlining the curves of your folds. He couldn't help but think your pussy must be the prettiest one. What sounds would you make riding his tongue? Where would you want him to cum? On your face? Mouth? Tits? Maybe you would want him to save it for your pussy?

sweet_daisyxxx: Wish I could be there to touch you, feel every inch of you

His breath hitched, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through his body. He could feel himself getting close, the familiar tension building with every stroke. His fans loved it when he talked dirty, loved the way he lost control on camera. And tonight, he was more than willing to give them a show. "Shit, I'm so close," he groaned, head falling back against the pillows. "You want to see me come undone, don't you? You want to watch me lose it for you?" His hips thrust faster into his rough palm.

He worked on his dick energetically, holding his balls tight in his free hand, squeezing them from time to time. He moaned from the pleasure radiating from his throbbing dick. He could almost hear his fans' reactions, the collective intake of breath, the eager anticipation. And that thought pushed him over the edge. With a final, desperate thrust, he came, his seed hot and sticky over his hand and stomach. It gushed and bubbled through the wet tip of his throbbing dick, leaving a slick trail on his toned abs as he continued to thrust into his clenched fist. Spurt, spurt. The sensation seemed endless. Katsuki's breath hitched with relief, and his hips finally began to slow. Though his balls were drained, they kept clenching, desperate to empty every last drop of his cum. His head rolled back, mouth hanging open as he panted through the final throes of one of the strongest orgasms of his life.

sweet_daisyxxx: Yes, Katsuki, just like that. So hot. You're perfect

Bakugo lay there for a moment, chest heaving, heart pounding. He let the camera capture every second, every twitch of aftershock. When he finally moved, it was with a lazy, satisfied grin. He reached for a towel and cleaned himself up, his eyes never leaving the camera.

But even in the haze of post-orgasmic bliss, Bakugo’s crimson eyes returned to the chat, seeking your username again.

sweet_daisyxxx: That was incredible, Mr Pro Hero. Can't wait for next time ♥

He smirked, feeling a sense of satisfaction beyond the physical release. You were more than just another fan. And you intrigued him.

"Hope you enjoyed the show," he said, voice still husky with the remnants of pleasure, his words directed toward you from all of his fans. "I'll see you next time."

He ended the live stream and lay back against the pillows, a sense of contentment settling over him. This was his life — a hero by day, a star of OnlyFans by night. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

Bakugo lay back against the pillows, his body still thrumming with the afterglow of release. The chat window on his laptop blinked out, and he reached over to close it, his thoughts already drifting to the next interaction he craved. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand, his fingers moving with practiced ease as he navigated to his messages.

He found your name quickly — sweet_daisyxxx. 

Your conversations had become a regular part of his routine, an escape from the relentless demands of hero work and the empty satisfaction of countless one-night stands. With you, it was different. You talked about things that mattered, things that challenged his mind and made him feel alive in ways he hadn't expected.

Horny_Dynamight: Wanna FaceTime?

There was a brief pause before your response came in.

sweet_daisyxxx: m’kay, give me a min

He waited, the seconds ticking by with a tense anticipation. Finally, his phone buzzed with the incoming call. He accepted, and your face filled the screen, your eyes bright with excitement.

You were seated in your gamer chair, the fitted black tank top you wore accentuating your curves. Your earbuds were in, and as you settled into the call, Bakugo couldn't stop his eyes from drifting downward, where the neckline of your top revealed the top of your beautiful breasts. The soft swell of your cleavage was tantalizing, and he felt a familiar heat stir within him.

"Hey, handsome," you greeted, your voice steady despite the underlying tension.

"Hey, hottie," he replied, his voice a low rumble. "So, how'd you really like the stream?"

You bit your lip, a teasing smile playing at the corners of your mouth. "It was amazing, Katsuki. You looked incredible. And the way you touched yourself… It was so hot."

His smirk widened. "Glad you think so." He paused, studying your face, the way your eyes sparkled with curiosity. "I was thinking, would ya like to join my next stream?"

You blinked, taken aback. "Join? How?"

He didn't hesitate, his response blunt and to the point. "For some nice fucking."

Your eyes widened, shock and excitement warring for dominance on your face. "Are you serious, Kats? I think I’m far outta your league…"

"Dead serious," he confirmed, his gaze never wavering. "We've been dancing around this for way too long. I want you on my stream. With me. In every way, Y/N. I can’t stop thinking about ya, for fuck’s sake."

You stared at him, the silence stretching out as you processed his proposition. 

He wondered if he had pushed too far, if maybe he had read the situation wrong. 

But then, your expression shifted, a slow smile spreading across your face. "Okay," you said softly. "When?"

His heart leaped, a fierce grin spreading across his face. He hadn't expected you to agree so quickly, but then again, you had always surprised him. "Tomorrow night. Same time. My place."

"Ok, but you’ll have to pick me up," you replied with a slight shrug of your shoulders.

When you finally hung up, Bakugo felt a sense of satisfaction settle over him. Tomorrow night would be a game-changer, a step into new territory that he was eager to explore. With you.

The next day, Bakugo's routine went by in a haze of expectation. His patrols were efficient but mechanical, his thoughts constantly returning to the evening ahead. He had spent the day thinking about it, every spare moment filled with thoughts of you, of finally meeting the person who had occupied his thoughts for so long. Katsuki pushed himself harder in the gym, needing the physical exertion to keep his mind from spiraling into endless scenarios of what might happen. 

When the day finally drew to a close, he found himself back in his apartment, preparing for what felt like both a stream and a date. He made sure everything was perfect — the camera angles, the lighting, the room itself. And then, he drove to pick you up from the mall you set up as a meeting place.

Bakugo's heart pounded with a mix of excitement and nerves as he drove to the mall. This was the first time he was going to see you in real life, and the anticipation was almost too much to bear. 

He pulled into the parking lot, finding a spot near the entrance. As he stepped out of the car, he adjusted his black, leather jacket, trying to look as casual as possible despite the literal butterflies in his stomach. He scanned the crowd, looking for you, knowing you would stand out even among the bustling shoppers.

And there you were, waiting near the fountain in the center of the plaza. You wore a girly white summer dress with a delicate floral motif, the fabric swaying gently with the breeze. Your white sneakers added a touch of casual charm to your appearance. As you spotted him, your face lit up with a bright smile, and your cheeks turned slightly pink with a blush.

Bakugo made his way over to you, his heart pounding harder with each step. When he finally stood in front of you, he could hardly believe it. You were even more beautiful in person. "Hey," he said after clearing his throat, his voice coming out rougher than he intended.

"Hey, Katsuki," you replied, your voice soft and filled with excitement. "It's so good to finally see you in person, Mr Dynamight.”

He nodded, his eyes taking in every detail of you, from the way your dress clung to your figure to the sparkle in your eyes. "Yeah, it is."

There was a moment of silence as the two of you took each other in, the reality of the moment sinking in. Then, with a smirk, Bakugo extended his hand. "Ready to get out of here?"

"Absolutely,” you replied, taking his palm as if you two were a real couple.

He led you to his car, opening the door for you before getting in himself. 

As he drove, the conversation flowed easily, just like it did during your calls. You talked about everything and nothing, the comfort between you growing with each passing mile.

Bakugo couldn't help but steal glances at you as he drove. The way your dress highlighted all of your curves, the way the sun caught your hair, the way your laughter filled the car with warmth — it was all purely intoxicating. He reached over, his rough, large hand resting on your thigh. 

You glanced at him, a playful smile on your lips. "Can't keep your hands to yourself, huh?"

He smirked, his grip tightening slightly. "Nope. And I don't plan to, sweet doll."

His touch was firm, possessive, his fingers occasionally squeezing gently and brushing your soft skin as he navigated the streets. Every time his hand moved, it sent a shiver of anticipation through you, the promise of what was to come making your heart race.

Finally, you arrived at his apartment. Bakugo parked and turned to you, his expression serious. "You sure you're okay with this?"

You smiled, reaching out to take his hand. "More than okay, Katsuki. I've been looking forward to this, actually. I just… It’s been a while since…”

“Hush, no worries, I’ll be gentle,” he whispered softly, reaching his hand out to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing slightly against your lower lip as he gazed into your eyes. With a nod, he led you inside the apartment. 

The moment the door closed behind you, the atmosphere shifted. The tension that had been building all day exploded into action. 

Bakugo reached for you, his hands cupping your face as he kissed you fiercely, all the pent-up desire pouring into that single moment.

You responded immediately, your arms wrapping around his neck as you kissed him back with equal fervor. 

Your bodies pressed tightly together. You could feel the heat radiating off him, the raw need in his touch.

Bakugo's hands roamed down your sides, pulling you even closer until there was no space between you. 

You could feel the hardness growing in his pants, pressing insistently against your lower abdomen as he pushed you on the nearest wall. 

"Fuck," he muttered against your lips, his breath hot and heavy. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this." His hands moved to your waist, lifting you effortlessly as he walked towards the bedroom with you in his arms.

You wrapped your legs around him, the movement causing the bulge in his pants to press even more firmly against your clothed pussy. The friction made you moan, the sound driving him wild.

Bakugo kicked the bedroom door open, setting you down on the edge of the bed. He stepped back for a moment, his eyes raking over you with a look of pure hunger. "You look so fucking good," he said, his voice low and rough.

You blushed, but there was a playful glint in your eyes as you whispered teasingly, "Why don't you come over here and show me just how good?"

With a growl of satisfaction, Bakugo was on you in an instant, his mouth capturing yours once more. His hands moved with purpose, slipping under your dress to caress your soft skin. He paused, taking in the sight of you in your underwear. "Beautiful," he murmured, his hands tracing the curves of your body.

You got up and reached for him, pulling his leather jacket off and tossing it aside before working on the buttons of his shirt. His skin was warm and firm under your touch, the muscles rippling as you pushed the fabric off his shoulders. He helped you, impatient to feel your hands on him.

Once his shirt was off, you traced your fingers over his chest, marveling at the hard lines and defined muscles. "You're incredible, Katsuki," you said softly, your eyes meeting his.

He grinned, his hands moving to unbutton his pants. "You haven't seen anything yet."

As his pants hit the floor, your eyes were drawn to the impressive bulge pressing against his underwear. He moved closer, his lips locking with yours in a searing kiss while his body pressed tightly against yours. The feel of his firmness against you, combined with the fervor of his kiss, left your head reeling.

Bakugo murmured, "You know what I want to show on the stream?"

You shivered at the rough timbre of his voice. "What?"

"Mostly eating you out," he growled, his hand moving to caress your inner thigh, "and fucking you until you can't think straight."

Your breath hitched, the bluntness of his words sending a jolt of arousal straight to your core. “Are… Are you sure?" you asked, your voice trembling with anticipation.

"Yeah," he said, his eyes dark with desire. "I want everyone to see how good you can make me feel. How much we both want it."

You swallowed hard, the intensity of his gaze making you feel like you were burning from the inside out. "Katsuki..."

He kissed you again, hard and possessive. "So, what do you say?" he murmured against your lips. "You in?"

You nodded, your mind a whirl of desire and anticipation. "I'm in. Just…”

"Oh, quit being shy, doll. Just because you haven't shown yourself on cam yet doesn't mean you're a saint. We both know you're not. I still remember you moaning on the phone, telling me how you'd suck my dick during one of our calls."

You swallowed hard, trying to steady your racing heart. "Katsuki, I... I don't want my face shown on the stream."

He pulled back slightly, his eyes narrowing in confusion. "Why not? Are you ashamed of my idea?"

You shook your head quickly, cupping his face in your hands. "No, it's not that. I just... I don't think you want to be associated with an OnlyFans girl later. It could cause trouble for you. You’re a hero after all..."

His expression softened, and he cupped your cheeks in his rough hands. "I don't care about your fucking profession, doll," he said firmly. "I've developed feelings for you. You're more than a one-night stand for me."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the sincerity in his eyes making your breath catch. "Katsuki..."

He kissed you deeply, his lips conveying everything he couldn't put into words. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours. "We'll do it your way. No face. I want this to be good for both of us."

You smiled, your heart swelling with affection. "Thank you, Katsuki. This means a lot to me."

He grinned, his hands sliding down to your waist. "Now, let's make this the best stream anyone's ever seen."

Bakugo adjusted the camera one last time, ensuring it was angled just right. He made sure only a slight part of your neck would be visible, keeping your identity safe while still capturing the raw passion of the moment. The red light blinked on, indicating the stream was live. He turned to the camera, his usual smirk in place. "Hey, fuckers," he greeted, his voice low and confident. "Got a special stream for you tonight."

Immediately, the chat exploded with messages, the viewers' excitement palpable even through the screen.

Bakugo! Who's the girl?

Is this for real? Bakugo's got someone with him?

Holy shit, this is gonna be epic!

Introduce her! What's her name?!!

Is she your girlfriend?!! omg Dynamight has a gf? I’m heartbroken!!!

We need details, Dynamight!

Bakugo glanced at the comments, his smirk widening as he saw the flood of questions about you. He enjoyed the attention. "Calm down, fucking idiots," he said, his voice a growl that only seemed to stoke the fire in the chat. "You'll get what you came for. That’s all. My girlfriend’s face stays out of the frame. Got it?"

You gasped as you realized he called you his girlfriend.

The chat buzzed even more, curiosity and excitement mingling in the rapid-fire messages.

Why hide her face?

Is she that shy?

Come on, Bakugo, just a glimpse!

Gosh, he said she is his gf, rip to my feelings :(

Damn, this is hot already

Just fuck that cunt already man

Ignoring the more insistent demands, Bakugo turned to you, his crimson eyes dark with desire. He leaned in, his rough, large hand resting on your thigh as he whispered in your ear. "Ready to give them a show?"

You nodded, your heart racing. "More than ready...."

With a growl of satisfaction, Bakugo's lips crashed onto yours, the kiss fierce and demanding. His hands moved with purpose, slipping under the hem of your dress and slowly lifting it over your head. “Lay down and relax,” he commanded in a whisper.

The cool air hit your skin, sending a shiver down your spine, but his touch quickly warmed you up. You obliged and lay down on his bed.

He broke the kiss just long enough to pull the dress off completely, tossing it aside before capturing your lips again. His hands roamed your body, exploring every curve with a desperate need. 

You could feel the heat of his touch through the thin fabric of your underwear, his fingers tracing the lines of your body with an intensity that made your head spin.

Bakugo's hands moved to your back, deftly unclasping your bra and tossing it to the floor. He pulled back slightly, his eyes raking over you with a look of pure hunger. "So fucking beautiful," he murmured, his hands moving to cup your breasts.

You gasped as his rough palms squeezed them gently, his thumbs brushing over your nipples. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through you, your back arching slightly in response. He leaned down, his mouth finding the sensitive skin of your neck as he continued to fondle your breasts, his touch both firm and gentle.

"Katsuki," you moaned quietly, your hands gripping his shoulders for support. The heat between your legs was almost unbearable, the anticipation of what was to come making your body ache with need.

His mouth moved lower, his lips and tongue tracing a path down your neck to your collarbone. "I want to make you feel so good," he growled against your skin, his breath hot and heavy. "I want everyone to see how much you need this."

You whimpered in response, your body trembling with desire. 

His hands continued to explore, one moving to your waist while the other remained on your breast, squeezing and teasing your nipple. Bakugo's mouth soon found your nipple, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak before sucking it into his mouth. 

You cried out, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer, the pleasure almost too much to bear. 

He switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention, his hands and mouth working together to drive you to the edge.

The camera captured every moment, the slight part of your neck and the intensity of Bakugo's actions visible to his eager audience. The thought of being watched only heightened your arousal, the exhibitionism adding a new layer of excitement to the experience.

The chat was a blur of comments, the viewers enraptured by the display.

Damn, she's loving it!

Bakugo, you're a beast!

This is insane! More, more!

I can't take my eyes off this

Lucky girl, getting all of Dynamight’s attention

Bakugo pulled back, his eyes meeting yours with a look of pure desire. "I can't wait any longer," he growled, his hands moving to the waistband of your panties. He leaned forward, caught the waistband with his teeth and slid them down your legs, the fabric pooling on the bed as he knelt between your legs. He kissed his way up your thigh, his hands gripping your hips to hold you steady. "I'm going to make you come so hard on my fucking mouth," he promised, his breath hot against your skin. "And everyone is going to see how much you love it."

He pushed your legs further apart, exposing your glistening folds to the camera. The sight was mesmerizing, your arousal clear and inviting. Bakugo's eyes darkened with hunger as he took in the view, his fingers gently parting your folds to give the viewers a better look. "Look at that," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "So fucking pretty, and all fucking mine."

The chat went wild, the viewers unable to contain their excitement.

OMG, her pussy is beautiful ♥♥♥

Bakugo, you're a lucky bastard! I’m so gay for that bitch

This is the hottest thing I've ever seen

Look at those curves!

I can't believe this is happening live!

Ignoring the comments, Bakugo leaned in, his breath hot against your sensitive folds. 

Your pussy was tight and firm. It was flushed with your desire, and its lips were damp with your slickness. 

Your scent filled his nostrils and Bakugo growled as his cock twitched in his boxers, aching to be freed.

The first touch of his tongue sent a shockwave of pleasure through you, your back arching as you cried out his name. His mouth worked expertly, his tongue and lips finding every sensitive spot as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

His tongue reached out and gently licked from the bottom of one side up to the top. He flicked the pearl of your clit and then licked back up the other side of your lips before flicking it again. Bakugo placed his tongue at the base of your slit and slid it up between your puffy lips. He tasted and felt your juices pool on his flexed tongue as it slid up. 

You tasted so good, so sweet. 

His lips closed over your clitoris and he sucked on it, drawing a gasp from you and a buck of your hips. Bakugo pulled your pussy lips into his mouth and sucked hard on them. His warm tongue went as far inside you as he could reach.

Your juices coated his chin. 

He slid his mouth back up to your clit and eased a finger inside you. He growled against you, the vibrations making your legs shake.

Your lips parted slightly as his thick, rough middle finger slid in between the folds of your pussy. 

It reached in and he curled it up till he hit the top of your pussy. He yet again sucked your clit into his lips hard. 

Suddenly, your legs squeezed together, trembling. “Katsuki,” you whined, arching your back.

Katsuki sucked hard on your clit, his teeth teased it and he flicked it with the tip of his tongue as he slipped two more fingers into your pussy. Soon, they were coated with your translucent slickness.

He kissed your pussy lips and sucked up all of your juices. The nectar from your climax covered his face and hand. It was delicious and he smiled as he looked up from between your legs. 

"Katsuki…" you moaned, your fingers tangling in his ash-blonde hair as you pulled him closer, the need for release almost unbearable as you ground your pussy against his face. Your body tensed, your back arching as the pleasure crashed over you in waves, your cries filling the room. 

Bakugo didn't stop, his tongue continuing to work you through your orgasm, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until you were left trembling and breathless; your juices spilling on his tongue, overlaying his mouth and chin as he drank all of your essence.

The chat was in a frenzy, the viewers unable to contain their excitement.

OMG, that was intense!

Bakugo, you're a god

I need a cold shower after this

More, more, more!

This is the best stream ever Shhiiit her moans are hot

Fuck, she super hot, you’re lucky, man

Bakugo pulled back, his lips glistening with your juices as he looked up at you with a satisfied smirk. Bakugo stood up, his hands moving to the waistband of his black Calvin Klein boxers as he undressed quickly, his eyes never leaving yours. He stepped out of his underwear, his hard length springing free. 

You licked your lips, the sight of him making your mouth water with anticipation.

He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between your legs as he looked down at you with a possessive hunger. "I'm going to fuck you so hard," he promised, his voice a low growl. Ever so slowly he pressed the leaking tip of his cock to the opening of your pussy.

"Ohhh fuck," you whimpered as Bakugo gradually penetrated your entrance. You sucked in a breath and opened your legs wider to grant him better access. 

So slowly he pushed his cock further in until he was fully sheathed inside of you. Bakugo left his other hand at your throat as he began a slow pace, sliding almost completely away from you before plunging back in. 

You moaned deeply, relishing the searing hardness of his arousal. Your velvety walls clenched tightly around him, drawing a slight widening of his eyes in response to your movements. His arousal felt like forged steel as he continued to thrust vigorously in and out of you. Your desire had escalated to the point where it now glistened on the insides of your thighs and his toned abdomen, the soft, wet sounds filling the air each time he withdrew and then thrust back into your cunny.

Bakugo's lips captured yours passionately, his kiss fervent and insistent. He nipped at your tongue and the corners of your mouth, each bite sending sparks of pleasure coursing through you, melding the physical intensity with a deep, consuming heat.

A sharp yank on his blonde strands pulled his mouth from yours, and you looked into his crimson eyes. “Harder,” you begged.

Bakugo’s face transformed from an expression of animalistic need to one of desperate pleasure. He set a relentless pace, his hips driving into you with a fierce intensity. 

Sweat began to slide in droplets between his shoulder blades and broke out over his forehead. A single drop fell from the tip of his nose and splashed onto your soft belly and you gasped. 

Your bodies moved together in perfect harmony, the pleasure building with each thrust.

Withdrawing, Balugo moved back into your tight pussy with full force again, and again. He sunk his teeth into the red mark he had made earlier where your neck met your shoulder and moved his body roughly against yours.

You wrapped your legs around his hips, somehow pulling him deeper into your pussy, causing small moans to fall from your lips uncontrollably.

"Katsuki, I'm going to come again," you whined, your body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure.

"Do it," he growled, his hips pistoning into you even harder. "Come for me. Let everyone see how much you need this."

With a final, powerful thrust, you shattered, the pleasure crashing over you in waves as your orgasm ripped through your entire being. You were trembling and quivering as Bakugo rubbed your slick clit faster and faster, making you squirm as you orgasmed. Your toes curled and uncurled with each movement, your pussy dripping wet as his massive cock hit your cervix with every thrust. Your breathing grew heavy, moans escalating in volume until you were screaming his name. Your entire body shook, legs trembling, hips bucking up to meet his thrusts. Your pussy dripped, juices spraying the bed and Katsuki's abdomen, the bed squeaking loudly, rocking with the force of his thrusts as you squirted. “Fuck!”

Bakugo thrust madly, groaning as he felt the tightness of your pussy around his cock begin to ripple. He cried out a string of curses as his cock spurted in a mighty gush. He thrust thrice more, cumming with each push until he was absolutely spent, milking your velvety walls with his creamy, thick semen.

As the aftershocks of your orgasms subsided, Bakugo leaned down, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. "You're incredible," he murmured against your lips, his hands cupping your face gently.

"So are you," you replied, your heart swelling with affection as you ran your hands though his messy hair.

Bakugo gradually withdrew, his movements deliberate and slow, savoring the last vestiges of intimacy. He watched with a mixture of pride and amusement as his thick cum began to dribble out from your spent pussy, staining his bedsheets. His gaze was intense, capturing every moment with a fierce satisfaction. Ensuring that every second was visible to his viewers, he turned slightly. "How'd you like that, fucking perverts?" he asked his viewers, his voice rough with satisfaction.

The screen was flooded with emojis, exclamations, and messages that scrolled past almost too fast to read. Fans were expressing their thrill and approval, many praising Bakugo's intensity and the raw, unfiltered passion of the display. Some commented on the sheer boldness. It was clear that Bakugo's actions had struck a chord, igniting a fervent buzz among the viewers.

Wow, Bakugo you never disappoint! Absolute legend! 🔥🔥🔥

What a beautiful squirt! That was INTENSE! Way to go, Katsuki!! 💥💥 😱 Can't believe what I just saw! This is why Bakugo's the best! Dude, that was wild!! 🌋 Loved every second of it!

Loved that, absolutely killed it Bakugo! Can’t wait for more! Ur girl is fucking lucky

Bakugo glanced back at you, and asked simply, "So? Ready for another round?"

Just thought of this really dumb scenario and now I'm going to make you all suffer the same Bakugou brain rot I have.

Thinking about you and Katsuki bickering over stupid household things. You're standing behind him, in the middle of nagging him for not doing something you'd asked him to do earlier when he rolls his eyes and spits, "Suck my left nut."

He bristles slightly when you stop talking mid sentence. He starts to turn around to fess up an apology, but as he turns, he sees you holding up your hands in the shape of Ls with a confused, but determined look on your face as you try to figure out which of his testicles is the left one.

He claps a hand over his face, huffing a quiet laugh as he's reminded that he married a dyslexic moron. No, you're not a moron because you're dyslexic. You're a moron because you thought he was serious.

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daydreaming about one if my ex’s sharing my nudes without my permission

sending them to friends

posting them online

sending them back to me so i know they still have them

i want strangers to see me naked without my permission

I really want someone to piss inside of me while they fuck me. Is that too much to ask for?

Levi Hc’s: PDA

warnings: none, just fluff lowkey

Pairing: Levi x gn!reader

Levi isn’t very big on pda. Yes, he loved you to death but that doesn’t mean he wanted everyone to see him in such a vulnerable state. It was reserved for you only.

You never minded since it was really never anyone’s business to begin with besides yours. Levi adored how you didn’t mind keeping your relationship a secret. The only ones who knew were Hange and Erwin, but you both trusted them enough not to tell.

You both would try be careful when you did decide to show small signs of affection outside of your rooms.

One day, a scout happened to enter the ‘empty’ meeting room right as Levi pecked your cheek. Apparently humanity’s strongest soldier couldn’t pull away fast enough before the scout ran off.

Rumors quickly spread around the base about whether your relationship with Levi was true or not.

Lingering eyes followed you both when you strolled down the hallway together. Some of them would even try to sneakily stay in your vicinity to see if it was true.

After a few days, it was all anyone was talking about.

“Maybe we should tell them.” Levi said taking a hold of your hand, thumb brushing over your knuckles.

You raised your interlocked hands to give a kiss on the back of his hand. “It’s up to you, love. I’m comfortable with whatever you choose.”

Honestly his statement surprised you. You didn’t think he’d suggest it in his own. You thought maybe he’d actually stop being affectionate with you completely unless it was behind closed doors.

Slowly, Levi would introduce your usually personal dynamic in public.

Whether it was holding your hand, kissing your cheek, ruffling your hair, hell even a full kiss on the lips if you were lucky enough.

No one would dare talk about it in front of you, though. Of course, that didn’t mean you and Levi didn’t notice the silly uproar when it first occurred. You weren’t stupid.

Pulling you behind a stone pillar, Levi captured your lips with his and his hand went around your waist. He pulled away with a faint smile, but it quickly faded when you both heard shushing and whispers.

“Oh my god, it is true!”

“D-did he just smile?”

“I can’t decide if I wanna be Captain Levi or (Y/n).”

Turning your head, you noticed a small group of scouts trying to hide around the corner.

You let out a small chuckle and met Levi’s now hardened gaze. “Lighten up, they’re doing no harm.”

“Then why is everyone more shocked about this then when we discovered Eren was a titan?”

Clan head!Gojo

Lazy Mornings.

Pairing: Levi x fem!reader.

Genre: fluff and smut

Warnings: playful banter and teasing, smut, oral-both receiving, top!levi, hickies, groping.

Summary: After not having to go into work, you and Levi relax on a day off.

Idk why I love writing domestic! Levi a lot. MDNI!

Levi stirred as he heard the familiar blaring noise of your alarm. He groaned and rolled over to find you still dead asleep.

Of course.

“Darling…” he called lightly and gently grasped your shoulder to shake you. A hum is all he got in response along with a shuffle of the covers as you turned away from him. “Wake up, you’re going to be late.”

Levi watched as you made absolutely no effort to get up. Letting out a small sigh, he pulled on the blanket locked in your grip. You let out another annoyed groan.

He rolled his eyes and leaned over your body to reach you phone off the nightstand. With a few taps, he disabled your alarm.

“(Y/n).” He sternly called, irritated from lack of sleep. “If you don’t wake the fuck up, I’m going to tickle you.”

You suddenly threw the blankets off of you and sat up with a start. You faced Levi with sleepy eyes and blurry vision, he had the hint of a smile on his face. “I hate when you do that.”

Levi rubbed your shoulder. “I know, but it’s the only thing that gets you up.”

“It’s your fault in the first place, I usually wake up after the first minute.”

“How on earth is it my fault?”

“You know how much I sleep after sex.”

“Oh please, you were practically begging me.”

With a small whine, you shifted the covers fully off of you and stepped down, shivering as the cold floorboards met the soles of your feet.

You reached down to grab your discarded panties and Levi’s shirt from last night. Levi shook his head as he watched you enter the bathroom and close the door. “Brat.”

A sudden brightness lit up the room as Levi’s gaze shifted to your vibrating phone still held in his hand. He tapped at the notification and read through an email your work had sent you.

After brushing your teeth and messily fixing your hair, you emerged from the bathroom eager for your morning coffee.

Shuffling out of the bedroom, you moaned as the fresh scent of coffee wafted into your nose. Pouring yourself a cup, you then set a kettle on the stove for Levi’s tea.

The man emerged into the dimly lit kitchen a few moments later. His eyes raked over your figure of your messy hair and the way his shirt barely covered your ass.

“Darling?” Levi’s raspy morning voice called out, he was dressed in a loose pair of sweats that hung low on his hips, showing off the waistband of his boxers.

“Hm?”

“You’re only going in for that meeting, right?” He asked and scrolled through your phone.

Yawning, you held the steaming cup of coffee in your hands. “Yeah, I already requested the rest of the day off. They just asked me to come in for the meeting. Why?”

Levi hummed and handed you your phone. “Meetings canceled.”

A gasp escaped your lips and you scrolled through your emails. A chain of them sending back and forth between you and your coworkers with your boss’ apologies for canceling due to a family emergency .

“I don’t have to go in then.” You said.

Levi nodded and took the mug from your hands and placed it on the nearby counter. He took you in his arms and let his head rest in the crook of your neck.

Your eyes shifted to the kitchen window, the dark blue sky peeking through the silhouette of the backyard. It was only 5:30, the sun had yet to rise. Levi placed a lazy kiss on neck and his hands moved from your waist, slithering down your hip and resting on your ass.

“No you don’t.” He murmured, eyes closed.

“You’re off today too, huh?”

“Mhm.”

The tea kettles whistle drew you away from him and you turned off the stove before grabbing his favorite teacup and filling it with hot water.

You opened the cabinet and grabbed the little teabag and let it dangle off the side of the cup.

“Let it steep a bit.” You directed before handing him the cup.

“You say that as if I never had tea before.”

Shooting him a playful glare, you leaned next to him on the counter. “What do you want to do today?”

Levi’s eyes softened when he felt you lean your head on his shoulder. “Well, we could go on a run, finish up the garden, you could call your friend back, we could clean...”

Your groaned at all of his suggestions.

“Tough crowd, huh?” He joked and sipped his tea. “Well, what do you want to do today?”

Sighing against him, you chuckled. “Stay inside and watch movies with you.”

“Seems like you had that figured out.”

“I did.” You sipped you coffee

“Why did you ask me if you already had the day planned?”

“I wanted you to feel included.”

“Tch.”

————

About an hour later, you were both freshened up for your lazy day.

Levi sat on the couch, aimlessly swiping through things to watch on the tv. You had disappeared minutes ago and Levi was started to question it.

He let out a sigh when he saw you bundled up like a burrito with the comforter to the bed.

“(Y/n), no that’s our comforter. No- look it’s dragging on the floor.”

You rolled your eyes and shuffled to the couch. “You woke me up at the crack ass of dawn, I think I’m allowed to use the comforter.”

“Darling, I had to wake you up. Lord knows you wouldn’t have done it on your own.”

“Still your fault.”

You opened the blanket and clung onto Levi. He let out a low hum and sat against the corner of the couch, his legs opened up as you crawled in between them.

Your head was laying on his chest and his back was smushed against one of the throw pillows.

“Comfy?”

“Mhm.”

Levi put on a random sitcom and set the remote on the small coffee table and grabbed his now second cup of tea.

The obnoxious laugh tracks played through the speakers and Levi’s hand was playing with your hair. He thumbed the locks and ran his fingers through them. A small moan leaving your lips at the touch.

Levi barely watched the show, his attention was focused on you and how your eyes would flutter shut every couple minutes before you shuffled and forced yourself back awake.

“You can sleep, darling.” He told you and covered you more with the blanket. “It’s still early.”

“But I wanna stay awake with you.” You mumbled, eyes already closing again.

“I’ll be right here when you wake up.” He reassured you with a kiss to your head.

Mumbling some incoherent words, Levi watched as your breathing slowed and your body felt more limp. His hand moved to rub along your back.

Levi’s attention returned to the tv, a bored look on his face from the comedy. Grasping the remote, he turned on another show.

A crime documentary.

About another hour has passed when Levi felt you stirring, you breathed in a long breath before turning your head into him more.

Eyes lifting open, you looked up at Levi who had his attention on the show.

“…the serial killer was never caught, however, detectives say-”

“How do you watch this stuff?” You rasped out as you realized what was playing.

“Tch, you’re one to talk. I’ve seen your porn history.”

“That is completely irrelevant.” You defended and closed your eyes again.

“Mm, sure it is.” Levi’s hand came up to your head. “You get enough rest?”

A yawn escaped you. “Mhm, I’m just lazy.”

Levi nodded and shifted so his body was laying down more. “We did go three rounds last night.”

“Yeah, thanks for that horndog.” You said and groaned out when Levi’s hands went to squeeze your ass.

“You sore?”

“Very, get your hands off me.”

“That’s not what you were saying last night.”

“Levi!”

The man chuckled in response and rested his head on top of yours. The early morning rising has started to get to him now.

Levi watched through lazy eyes as you grabbed the remote when his documentary ended. Scrolling through the content, he scoffed when you put on a Disney movie.

“You’re literally about to fall asleep right now, don’t throw a fit cause I wanna watch Wall-E.” You said.

And you were right. About twenty minutes in, soft snores were in your ear as Levi fell asleep, his soft breaths hitting your temple.

Snuggling back into him, you covered the both of you up more with the blanket. Levi’s grip around you tightened when he felt you curl into him more.

Soon your eyes were becoming hazy again and the movie slowly became a distant sound as you drifted off once again.

—————

“(Y/n)… darling, wake up.” A hand gently shook you from your slumber.

Humming in response, Levi called out to you again in a raspy voice. “It’s noon, we should get up.” His hand pushed the hair out of your face.

“No.” You mumbled against his bare chest.

“Babe, c’mon you’re drooling on me.”

“So?”

“So it’s disgusting.”

“I was literally covered in your cum last night, but the second I drool on you, it’s disgusting?”

“Yes.”

“Oh my-” huffing, you sat up and wiped your chin.

He tapped your thigh for you to get off, and he rose from the couch, groaning as his stiff muscles popped. The sound of another Disney movie had auto played in the background.

The house was now lit up from the afternoon sun and the temperature had risen, making the house a lot warmer.

“I’m gonna head into the shower, you think you can last ten minutes without me?” Levi asked and started to head into your bedroom.

“Aw I can’t join you?” You pouted your lips teasingly up at him.

Levi walked back towards you and grabbed your hand, pulling you up. He dragged you into the bedroom and pushed you against the wall, his lips met yours in a harsh collision.

“I’ll never say no to that.” He muttered.

Your hands found themselves tangled in his hair and he moaned against your lips when you started to tug.

Levi’s tongue swiped over your bottom lip, but you denied him access. His hands gripped your hips and he suddenly bit your lip, making you moan out. He quickly shoved his tongue inside your mouth, grinning ever so slightly when you hummed in defeat.

Levis hips met yours and he started to grind against you.

“Levi.” You moaned in between kisses, tongues fighting for dominance.

His hand moved down to your knee and he pulled your leg away, giving him more access to your center. You wrapped it around his waist as he started to grind harder against you.

“Mm, you’re not too sore are you?” Levi asked as pulled away. As much as he would love to take you again, he wouldn’t want to risk you being uncomfortable or in pain.

“No- please, just fuck me again.” And with that you gripped behind his head and pulled his lips to yours.

“Fuck, baby.” He whined and sunk his head in the crook of your neck. You gasped out when you felt his tongue run over the hickies from last night. He placed kisses along the small bruises before his teeth met the spot beneath your ear.

“Ah.”

He nipped and suckled at the spot while his hips continued to rocked in sync with yours. You felt his hands move back down to where your ass met your thighs and he squeezed the skin before hauling you up against him.

Your arms were wrapped tightly around his neck and he carried you over to the bed. Dropping you down gently, he crawled on top of you, eyes scanning over your body.

Levi pulled away and started to untie his sweats. He gave you a stern glare, urging you to do the same.

Without another thought, you hands went to the bottom of your- Levi’s shirt and pulled it above your head just as Levi finally kicked his sweats off.

You whimpered when Levi’s hungry eyes raked over your exposed breasts. The sudden coldness making your nipples harden.

The two of you were both left in your underwear and his hips immediately found yours again. You could feel his semi-hard dick grind against your center. The pleasure intensifying.

“God damn, you’re so beautiful.” He praised. Levi’s lips trailed down your neck, before stopping at your breasts.

He wrapped his mouth around one of your nipples, while his hand squeezed and toyed with your other one.

“Ahh, fuck.” You whined out when you felt his teeth scrape against the hardened bud.

With a final harsh tug, his mouth pulled away. The nipple now swollen and sensitive. “Soon, baby.”

Levi’s hand still toyed with your other nipple, rolling the bud around between his thumb and index finger. His eyes never left your face that was already huffing out labored breaths.

He watched your hands grip the sheets tightly.

“Levi…” you whined out when his hand retract from you. The loss of touch left a ghosting sensation throughout your body.

The man said nothing and his hand found the waistband of your panties. His finger curled around the side and he tugged at it before letting it go, the material snapping against your hip harshly.

You stared up at him through pleading eyes, begging him to do something, anything. Levi watched you intently, the way short breaths escaped your lips, how your tits bounced with every move, and how flushed your face already was.

Already so needy for him. He loved the way he made you feel. How you needed him to feel good.

After a few moments of silence, he slowly tugged down your panties and you graciously lifted your hips to help. He threw them to the side of the bed, where they originally were from the night prior, and gripped the meat of your thighs.

Levi gave a small kiss to your left thigh, lips trailing over the skin. His hands then pushed your legs apart roughly, so your pussy was now on full display to him.

“Levi?” You asked as he positioned his face in front of your cunt.

“Hm?”

“Just- I don’t know how sensitive I’ll be.” You said. He went down on you hard last night, and you knew you would be sensitive.

“I guess we’ll find out then.” And without another word, Levi’s tongue dove in between your lips.

“Ah!” A strangled moan escaped you as you could feel the wetness of his tongue against your sore pussy.

Your hands pulled on his hair in an attempt for more pleasure and he only groaned in response. The deep sound traveling as a vibration that sent straight to your clit.

His tongue continued to ravage your pussy, the sore feeling quickly washing away and being replaced in pleasure.

“Mm, you’re still so fucking wet with cum from last night.” Levi said and spread your thighs wider.

“Please.” You pushed his head deeper in.

Suddenly, his lips suctioned onto your clit making you cry out. The overstimulated bundle of nerves made your body shudder and already a sheer layer of sweat coated your skin.

His teeth lightly grazed your clit before his lips locked onto it once more, tongue swiping over the bud.

A familiar burning in the pit of your stomach made you start to subconsciously grind into his face. Your body already so desperate for an orgasm.

Levi pulled away after a few seconds, his lips swollen pink and breathing heavily.

“No, why’d you stop?” You whined out of frustration.

Levi wiped his mouth and tugged down his boxers, cock springing out over the waistband. “Like I said, darling.” His thumb ghosted over your lips before pressing into your mouth. “You’re already so wet from last night, you don’t need me for that.”

You groaned in protest around his thumb in your mouth. The sounds only coming out muffled.

He felt your tongue swipe over his thumb before your started to suck. “That’s it baby, you ready for my cock now?”

You nodded your head eagerly and he popped his thumb from your mouth.

He crawled closer to your face and you could feel the tip of his cock tapping your lips. “All the way in, darling.”

Levi bottomed out in your mouth, and moaned in pleasure at the feeling of your wet mouth around his member. Your nose was pressed against his pubic bone and you tried not to gag against him. He slowly started to thrust in, being mindful not to overwhelm you. After a few thrusts, he pulled out so only the tip remained in your mouth.

Your tongue swiped over the tip many times, making Levi shudder and grip the sheets next to your head. His eyes squeezed shut at the feeling as you moaned around his dick.

A small trail of saliva slowly ran down your lips to your chin and Levi raised an eyebrow at the sight. “Look at you.” He groaned as his hand gripped your chin. “You drool when you sleep and when you suck my cock.”

Levi dropped your chin when you ran your tongue over one of his veins. “Fuck. That’s enough.”

He pulled out of your mouth completely and lowered himself so he was aligned with your hole. Looking at you for approval, he guided himself in and you groaned at the pressure.

“Perfect fit.” Levi groaned out as your walls encased his dick, your hole already stretched out for him. Your hands immediately went to grip his biceps from the pressure. He bottomed out and stayed still for a few moments, eyes scanning over your body for any signs of discomfort.

Your eyes were clenched shut and teeth gritted from the feeling. Your body being already overstimulated from the night prior didn’t help.

“I’m gonna start moving, okay?” Levi said and kissed your cheek. “We can stop whenever you need, just let me know.” He reassured.

Levi started to pump in and out of you, vulgar moans and cries leaving your lips with every thrust. Your moans drowned out the soft grunts that left Levi as he rocked his hips into you.

“Shit, you’re all mine, you hear?” He grunted into your ear. “All fucking mine.” His pace started to increase as the pressure built into your stomach.

“That’s it.” He said. “You want to cum, don’t you?”

You nodded through closed eyes, tears threatening to escape. You felt his hand clasp around your chin again, forcing your eyes to open and meet his.

“Say it. Say how much you want to cum.” Levi ordered.

“P-please- ugh, I wanna- wanna cum.” You gasped as he increased his thrusts. “Please! Please!”

“Yeah? Should I let you? You already came for me so much last night.”

“I c-can do it! Please, just lemme cum.” You begged him through hazy eyes.

Levi’s movements started to falter as he felt the rise of his own orgasm with every thrust. “Fuck.”

“Levi-” You whimpered.

“Shh.” He dipped his head down and took your lips in between his. The kiss was more passionate this time and the little hums that escaped you every time he thrusted only made him more eager to finish.

Levi’s hand searched until he found yours, pushing it against the bedsheets and gripping it tightly.

“You ready?” He asked, feeling himself about to finish at any moment. Levi watched you nod your head in complete bliss and that’s when he gave you the order.

“Cum, my darling.”

That’s all you needed. At his words, your body released as you felt your orgasm wash over you with a loud cry. Levi’s orgasm synced with yours and your legs shook. You whimpered when you felt Levi’s warm cum spill into you.

He collapsed next to you on the bed, hair sticking to his forehead and face flushed. The only sound lingering in the room was the sound of heavy breathing.

Levi’s hand brushed over your forehead and he turned your head to face him. “You did so good, darling.”

You smiled at him tiredly and curled up next to him, his skin hot against yours. Your hand rested in his chest and his bicep acted like a pillow for you.

You were about to drift off to sleep when you felt him start to shift.

“Where are you-”

“Relax.” He gently said. “I’m going to draw us a warm bath. I’ll be right back.”

You nodded and closed your eyes once more, even after so much sleep, you couldn’t help the feeling of tiredness after having sex.

The sounds of the bathtub filling up echoed in the room and you groaned when you felt two arms scoop you up.

Levi cradled you to his chest as he brought you to the bathroom. The warm water had steam rising out of it and you hummed when he lowered you into the water. He climbed in behind you and let you relax against his chest.

The smell of eucalyptus and sage entered your nose. Levi’s favorite bath salts.

“You feeling okay?” He asked at your quietness.

“Mhmm, just perfect.” You murmured. “I love you.”

A small chuckle made his chest vibrate against you. “I love you more.”

——————

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