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FATE: THE WINX SAGA | 2x03: “Your Newfound Popularity”  

boss katsuki in his agency ordering people around and overseeing work. always wears a black t-shirt with his name printed in his breast (his merch), chunky black boots that make him an extra inch taller and his black cargos as his uniform while everyone else is in office attire. lots of pointing and snapping demands and reading through documents and looking at graphs on screen. all the interns and his workers are a little terrified of him, they try to say the just right amount to get a decent response before pottering off to continue.

and you seeing this all, entering a room from the back and he hasn’t noticed you yet. he’s frowning, like usual as him and two other people check a map and he literally towers over them. biceps thick and tight in his t-shirt with his tattoos sneaking down his arm. you can see the tattoo of your birth flower on the back of his forearm at this angle and the ownership makes you smile a little.

though your boyfriend always has a second sense when it comes to you. after thirty seconds his head jolts up and looks right at you. you don’t know how he does it, the room is packed and busy in the dark minus desk laps and the screen all around. you know if you told him he’d mutter something like, “it’s ‘cause we’re fuckin’ soulmates baby.” and perhaps that might be true.

he stomps over to you, never liking you being around his work because of all the violence and graphic details. you can barely handle when you know he’s in the hospital for a check up let alone knowing what he’s about to fight. he tries not to show much pda at work, he doesn’t want his team to see him so loved up and getting babied by you when they equally need to respect him. he does kiss you though as a hello, then puts his hand on your jaw to look at you properly, “have you not been sleepin’?”

you slap his hand off you, “are you saying i look like shit?”

he huffs a laugh, always amused by how quick you are to jump at him, “no, i’m sayin’ you look tired. y’can have a nap in my office if you want. i’ll wake you when it’s time for lunch.” you just look at him for a few seconds, his eyes flicking over you for any issues, always flooded with care. then his hand slips from your face to your hand to play with your fingers. “and for the record, i never think you look like shit. y’know i always think you’re beautiful, baby.”

you’re lost in him like always, wanting him to wrap his arms around you in a cuddle when someone walks over. it’s the guy who takes care of the finance side or something, you don’t really know. “dynamight! i’ve rounded the numbers and—,”

everyone loves you around the agency. not speaking to many people but always smiling and nodding a polite hello. you’re also so pretty most people do stop to get a quick glance and often wondering, how the fuck did dynamight get her?

“o-oh yn! didn’t see you there, h-hi,” he stumbles, and he’s cute. a little young and small, definitely nothing compared to katsuki. he holds his clipboard to his chest, completely forgotten about the prohero he needed to talk to and nervous around you. honestly he should still be nervous of bakugou.

“the fuck are you doin’?,” bakugou looks him up and down incredulously and the man suddenly remembers him, “i’m clearly busy.”

the man’s eyes drift from you to bakugou and his face flushes in embarrassment, “oh yes, yes sir. sorry.”

when he scatters off, bakugou turns back to you with a clenched jaw though you giggle, lightly slapping his chest.

“you’re so mean.”

“why’s he lookin’ at you like that? i’m fuckin’ talkin’ to you and he’s interruptin’.” he grunts, fingers tightening around yours.

“be a little nicer to them, they’re working hard baby,” you smile, reaching up to kiss his cheek, “i’m gonna have a nap in your office though. get me when you want a break.”

what you both fail to notice is how everyone in the room, all thirty people who dynamight is supposed to be tending to and looking over aren’t doing any work at all in this moment. sure, their hands are flicking through random papers to look busy but really they’re staring at you both. the fluttering touches bakugou leaves at your waist and how he delicately (who uses this word to describe the hero?) plays with your fingers. how there’s so much being said with your eyes; how the black of his pupils expand when they stare at you and how your eyes squint when you smile at him.

“wanna go with you now. they’re all fuckin’ useless here,” he sighs, not even bothering to lower his tone around said people.

you tilt your head, taking in his grumpy furrowed eyebrows and tight black top across his chest, “one hour and come get me.”

bakugou firmly nods, licking his bottom lip, “fine. love you.”

you hum, reluctantly letting go of his hand, “love you too. be nice.”

“no.”

If you haven’t heard fake love by starboy, Duncan mighty and Wizkid listen to it 🥺

anything wizkid is a hit! i’ll give it a listen 🥰

𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐏: [EASIEST] 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃

BENEFITS : --- manifest even faster, improve your mindset and self concept and most importantly, helps you to get used to the feeling of the desire being already done.

EXPLAINATION : All of these are could be found way too much referenced in The Law Of Assumption.

If you want to be like 'that' then you must THINK like 'that'.

If you want to become a supermodel then think like you're the greatest, high paid, famous, irreplaceable supermodel; THINK AS A PERFECT SUPERMODEL, THINK LIKE A PERFECT SUPERMODEL.

If you want a new phone, then FEEL that you already have a new phone. Stop wishing to have a new one because you already have it there. You can't just see it because you refuse to believe it. Tell me, if you already have something, would you still wish to have it? NO, right? exactly.

If you wanna live in a mansion, FEEL AND THINK that you're already living there. Know that you always sleep in a fancy room and wake up in the same fancy room every time. Visualize that.

If you like that guy, ALWAYS FEEL AND THINK or should I say ASSUME that you're already dating him but only in your mind because remember, "to change the outside, begin on the inside." KNOW that you sleep as his gf and that you have a lots of thing to do tomorrow. JUST GET IN THAT STATE OF THE WISH FULFILLED. As the wish is already fulfilled, it means that you are his gf and so, feel it and think in the way as your supposed to think once you two are dating.

You must ENTER the mindset of your specific manifestation/situation/self or anything else + have a super strong belief to it until you can see it.

THIS IS SO CUTEEEEEEEE!!!!

jack gives the reader a head massage and she ends up falling asleep 🤣🤣🤣 i’ve had those before and they just feel so good and a great way to relax.

a.n. i’ve never experienced this in my life but it sounds so amazing and relaxing. i’m jealous 😭

relax, baby || jack harlow x reader

it had only been a couple weeks into your fall semester and you already felt yourself falling behind. you found yourself waking up earlier each morning just to get a few extra minutes at the library, as well as staying up later than usual, shuffling through your never ending list of assignments and attempting to catch up on your readings.

you were beyond stressed to say the least and jack took immediate notice of this.

he hated seeing you get like this, especially with how much he knew you already struggled with your mental health. every semester for the last three years he watched as you shut yourself out from everyone, spending ever waking hour studying and prioritizing receiving an A mark in every class over taking care of yourself. he knew how stubborn you could be, but this semester he wasn’t going down without a fight. he was going to get you to step away from that mountain of textbooks sitting on your desk and finally have you relax.

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it was approaching midnight and you were on your fifth consecutive hour of studying.

jack watched as you tiredly typed away on your computer, trying to finish a paper for your psych class before the sun came up. 

he decided then that you needed a break, walking over to were you sat hunched over a book that probably weighed ten pounds. he threw the book aside, swiftly lifting you into his arms.

you let out a squeal from suddenly being picked up and thrown over your boyfriend’s shoulder. “jackman, what are you doing? put me down! i need to finish my paper!”

“nope,” he simply replied. “you need to take a break, baby. you’re working yourself too hard.”

“i promise i’ll take a break once i’m done but i need to finish this.” you tried to counter, but jack was as stubborn as you were and he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“the paper will still be there in the morning, after you’ve relaxed and had a good nights sleep. and i’m sure you’ll be much happier with what you write after you’re well rested, bub. you need to get some rest, please baby, for me.” jack was almost begging at this point. he hadn’t seen that usual glimmer in your eyes in days, let alone that smile that never failed to light up the room. he missed it, and he missed you.

you accepted defeat as jack continued to carefully carry you into the bathroom that was connected to your shared bedroom.

he softly set you down on the counter before he walked towards the tub, starting a bath for you. you watched with love in your eyes as jack moved around the room, grabbing your favorite bubble bath, that was only to be used on special occasions, along with a fresh, warm towel straight out of the dryer. he was always so good to you and you absolutely adored him for it.

once the bath was filled enough, he helped you undress before assisting you into the warm water.

he turned to walk away once you were settled in, but you quickly grabbed ahold of his wrist asking him to stay.

“of course, baby. i’ll be right back. just going to throw a sweatshirt in the dryer for you so it’s warm when you come out.”

he exited the room and returned only a few minutes later, although it felt like much longer to you, with one of your favorite scented candles in his hand to light. you smiled to yourself, his sweetness was never ending and you couldn’t help but fall more in love with every small, caring gesture he made.

you didn’t realize you had been staring as he stripped and joined you in the tub. “like what you see, baby.” jack teased with a smirk on his face that caused you to blush.

“you know i do,” you admitted quietly, the warmth rising to your cheeks.

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you stayed in the bath with jack resting behind you, and your bodies intertwined until the water became too cold to find relaxing any longer.

jack got out first, quickly drying himself off before holding out a hand to help you get out of the bath. once you were out, he wrapped you up in a towel and guided you to sit back on the counter so he could help you complete your nighttime routine.

he situated himself between your legs, grabbing your toothbrush from behind you, wetting it before putting a line of toothpaste on it and, of course, wetting it again. he helped you brush your teeth, and even held your hair back so you could spit into the sink when he was finished.

he then pulled out your face wash and night cream, softly applying them to your skin, all before placing a quick peck to your lips. “beautiful, baby.”

once he was finished with that, he picked you up, carrying you back into the bedroom, slipping one of his old hoodies over you head that was extra cozy, having been fresh out of the dryer.

you cuddled up close to him, throwing you leg over his and wrapping your arm around his waist. his hand found it’s way to your head, giving you a scalp massage that had your eyes rolling to the back of you head. you didn’t realize how much you needed this relaxation until now.

jack continued to give you a head massage until you breathing stilled and he heard faint snores, the most adorable snores might he add, falling from your lips.

he smiled to himself in victory that he finally got you to rest.

he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead, whispering a faint, “good night, baby. i love you,” before falling asleep himself.

imagine making out with katsuki in a hot tub, under the stars, stoned to the bone 🥰 maybe smoking another one and eating fruits and snacks

blown out (5.5k)

bakugou katsuki x f!reader

what’s better than a spliff in a hot tub with your girlfriend?

cw: minors dni (18+), afab reader, they smoke weed, fingering, pussy eating, unprotected sex, katsu calls her pussy his lol, slaps her ass, lots of pet names, dirty talk, in a hot tub, spits on ur pussy lol

a/n: yes today i finally finished the beloved hot tub fic !! this imagery is too powerful for me to comprehend let alone write like anon you just handed me all this and let my imagination run wild. i hope whoever reads this enjoys this like i did writing it :)

“why are you wearing that?”

he hears your voice behind him before he sees you. currently, bakugou was in his matching navy pyjamas, a gift you got him for christmas which he wears almost weekly ever since. the digital clock beside him flashes a neon green 1:00AM so he was unsure as to why you were asking him this.

“hah? because it’s—,” he starts, words dying on his tongue when he turns around to see your pretty figure. pretty is an understatement for what you are. even ignoring the ugly crocs you have on your feet, you donned the tiniest bikini he’s ever seen and he’s definitely never seen on you before. it was so tiny that if you moved too fast your nipple would fall out and he already knew from how thin the strings are on your hips, your ass cheeks were most likely out too. you still made sure to decorate yourself with gold; to your ears, waist, neck, wrists, fingers and even your ankle had dainty charms circling it. you sounded like music when you moved, all your jewellery clinking against each other lightly and bakugou couldn’t look away. he didn’t want to.

“actually, why the fuck are you wearin’ that?”

“i said i wanted to go in the hot tub. i’ve set it all up already.”

you must have mistaken his blank stare for something else, his eyes staring at your thighs as some type of disinterest because you started babbling, walking over to him on the edge of his bed, “please ‘ki! it will be fun, i even rolled a spliff and got some fresh fruit.”

you didn’t need to tempt him with these other things because you are already the temptation. so, with a roll of his eyes, he grabs his black swimming shorts from his drawer slowly, full of nonchalance and a shrug as if he has to. but as soon as you left the room, mumbling about checking the tub’s on the right setting, he whips his pjs off and pulled the shorts on with a speed like no other.

now you’re sitting, perched on bakugou’s lap as he sits on the built-in hot tub seats. bubbles rested just under your breasts, and as he slouched, you were just about eye level with him. his eyes almost fluttering closed with the water pressure along the muscles of his back. it felt like it was massaging you, hugging you. the hot tub alone makes you wanna moan.

your boyfriend on the other hand still hasn’t taken his eyes off you since he found you waiting for him. you’re all too familiar with this look, the dilated pupils, ruby eyes half-lidded and his mouth gaped open just a little. he follows your every movement like a tracker, hands glued to your thighs, your waist and he even tried to shift you forward so you could sit riiiiight on top of him comfortably, but you keep poking the tip of his nose. “not yet baby,” you giggle and katsuki feels lighter, “lemme just light this one first.”

katsuki pulls away from you with a huff, mumbling a little “hurry up” which makes a laugh erupt from you at his impatience. when you get up to reach for the lighter and spliff you left behind him, lifting your ass up slightly, your tits get smushed in his face and you can feel his teeth sink into your flesh. tilting his head up a little, he smirks. “ouch! don’t bite me, dummy,” you whine, perching back down on his lap, one hand flying to the flesh of your breast and the other holding the packed spliff and silver lighter. when you pull your hand away, there’s a bite mark left in its place and katsuki’s shorts tighten. he pecks the mark, even leaning in to nip it again which makes you slap his cheek softly, “you’re the dummy sittin’ in front of me like that and not expecting me to do shit.”

then he leans back against the side of the tub rim, a cocky grin permanently pressed into his cheeks. you take this as your chance to admire him. and what a sight the man is. the way his arms stretch across the tub, prettily scarred and oh so large. one tattooed bicep is the size of your head and you have to repeat to yourself he looks like this so he can save lives, not for the sole purpose of making your pussy wet but well, it can do two things at once, right? then down to his perfectly, greek god defined chest, plump pectorals and little brown nipples that were so sensitive when you got your hands on them. the steam from the tub, cast a glossy sheen over him. his golden skin glistens in front of you and he is absolutely delectable. let’s light this damn thing so we can get started.

“whatever katsuki, just don’t splash me, i don’t want soggy weed,” and he only rolls his eyes at you, tilting his head to lean on his shoulder as he watches you put the paper between your lips and hold a lighter to the opposite end.

“i’ll just spark it again with my quirk baby, don’t be moanin’ at me,” he even punctuates his sentence by facing his palm on the side of the tub upwards, orange flickers springing from the skin. you dart your eyes to his party trick back to his face, sharp jaw and strong brow bone. he’s gonna be the death of you.

you don’t even try to respond to him, just giving him a little glare with the spliff between your pink lips. two sparks of the lighter and the flame is burning the end of the drug. the light illuminates your face like you’re about to tell a scary story, your eyes focused on brushing the flame against the end. as soon as a burning red holds, you’re throwing the lighter somewhere behind him and inhaling. you pinch it between two manicured fingers, your eyes fluttering shut. the first relaxing sensation washes over your body like waves.

“feel good, princess?” he asks, calm and rumbling.

you nod before releasing it all over katsuki’s face. the grey smoke causing him to blink and lazily smirk at you.

“you’re sexy even when you’re trying to bother me.”

one strong pull from you already has your eyes trying to close, blinking at the man before you lethargically. you gesture it towards him which he takes after brushing his hand over a towel.

“shush, nothing about this situation is bothering you. you’ve got me in your lap in a hot tub. even some fresh fruit behind you. you like it even more than me.” you lean into him at the last sentence, brushing your lips against his before leaning back again.

katsuki replaces your lips with the drug with a suave nature you only wish you possessed. he rolls in his lips to hold it between them, mumbling to you, “yeah you’re fuckin’ right baby. love you sittin’ on me, lookin’ like a dream.” he flicks his eyes over you, cheeks twitching to grin at you again with ruby irises lingering a little longer on your breasts. you hit his chest when you notice, causing him to breathe out a chuckle and placing the spliff in the centre of his lips. this has you fixated on the plump pink skin, mindlessly shuffling closer to him, breasts brushing against his pecs. you place your hands on the muscles in his shoulders, squeezing lightly and pressing a soft kiss to your name tattooed just under his collarbone.

katsuki inhales, gritting his teeth at you so you can see the smoke swim between the white. then he leans his head up to the starry sky to exhale, grey puffs of smoke merging with the steam of the tub. you stare as he does so, admiring the length of his thick neck and his chest expanding when the leftover smoke leaves his lungs. you’re sure your pupils are hearts right now, only the sound of the bubbling tub surrounding you as your hands slide up to the side of his neck. with one push forward, you can meet his lips for a kiss.

the kiss is smoky, both your breaths are the same as they intertwine. bakugou refuses to let you take control, pushing you to him with a hand on your lower back as he licks at your lips, your tongue and then begins to suck you’re acting like you’re overstimulated already, grinding down onto his lap and wobbly moans trying to escape your throat. when you finally part, you wipe yours and his face at the spit connecting you both, your chest heaving from being so easily overwhelmed.

katsuki knows how you get with a little puff and mixed with the steam from the tub, you’re almost like jelly for him. honestly, you both look just as bad as each other, heavy breaths as you stare into each other’s eyes like you’re lost. bakugou tries to use it against you first though. “what? why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” he gives you a slanted grin, one dark blonde eyebrow raising, “want somethin’ from me, pretty girl?” he slides his hand to grope one ass cheek.

“yeah, i want it back, it’s my turn now,” your arm reaches up to grab the spliff from his fingers, but katsuki’s quicker, stretching his arm and holding your waist to him so you can’t move.

“patience, baby, patience. i’ll give it to ya,” you relax, a pout on your lips as you watch him inhale again, the red glowing end of the spliff matching his pretty ruby eyes. then he brings his wet hand to your jaw and your mouth reflexively opens to shotgun. katsuki blows the smoke into your mouth, your lips brushing his before yanking you completely into him in another kiss.

it’s as if—no, you were, breathing in him completely, exchanging breaths like you needed each other to survive. you both tasted the same too, the woody taste of the drug on each other’s tongues and you couldn’t get enough.

you pull away briefly to whisper, “who’s impatient now?”

katsuki grunts, reacting by thrusting up into you making you gasp and water splash around you. the thin material of your bottoms does nothing to prevent the friction against your clit. he pushes you forward so you sit right on his cock, hand on your waist so you’re stuck down. “shut up. still you.” he mutters, staring at your lips before he eats his own words. swiping his tongue along your bottom and joining you in another kiss. the kiss is messy, spit everywhere as you twirl your tongues together and your touches become rough. grinding down on him and if it wasn’t for the fact your hands were in his hair, gripping and pulling, you would have yanked his shorts down to see him slap against his chest.

katsuki pulls away with a boyish smile, the whites of his eyes tinted red, “so needy baby”, but he meets your grinds, helping by moving your hips with one hand, your clit brushing against his hard cock repeatedly. the clear show of his strength to move your body with a single hand makes you let out an accidental whine, and katsuki pecks your lips.

“you’re my pretty girl yeah? tell me you are.” he breathes, the steam creating a sweat like steam over your bodies and you swear you’ve never been more turned on in your life.

he flicks the burnt bits of the spliff behind him, then gestures it over to you. when you move to take it, he pulls back, only letting you if you tell him.

“i’m your pretty girl, katsu.”

“and you’re mine.

“and i’m yours.”

after a few more pulls between you both, grinding and pecks here and there, you were both completely gone.

katsuki’s tongue becomes loose, saying everything that comes to mind while you couldn’t stop giggling and popping the fresh fruit you prepared earlier in your mouth. everything felt fuzzy between you both, all your emotions heightened to a hundred. the heat from the tub made your skin look so shiny and you feel so soft. katsuki couldn’t help but comment on it.

brushing his nose against your neck, feeling your cheeks munching a strawberry, katsuki is muttering, “you look you’re glazed baby. glazed.”

“glazed? like icing?”

“yeah baby.” then he pulls away from your neck to hug you to him and surprise surprise, stuff his head in your chest.

“katsukiiiii,” you whine and it doesn’t help when you lean into him again to grab a piece of mango. “you’re so clingy when you’re high.”

“hey. i’m like this all the time. ‘m showin’ i love you,” he pouts as you lift his big head off you and stuffs a piece of mango in his mouth. he chews like an angry baby, juice accidentally spilling from the corner of his mouth to which you, without any thought process, lick off his mouth and chin.

“mhm. i like that. lick me again baby,” he slurs, blinking with heavy eyelids and you nod staring at his neck with vampiric like urges. he does look so very delicious.

you lick a stripe up the slide of his neck, a low groan rumbling from katsuki and you feel your lower stomach flip. you begin to peck kisses along the skin, before deciding to turn them into hickies. a process of nipping, kissing and licking, only unfinished sentences leaving katsuki’s lips. his hands squeezed any bit of you he could get his hands on, stretching his neck so you had more space, “you taste s’good ‘suki, so sweet.” you pull away, admiring the purplish blooms on the skin. he doesn’t seem to register what you say completely, his mind completely lost in the clouds as he stares at you, his mouth gaped open a little.

“baby, d’you think you can sort out a problem f’me?” he asks, his voice even deeper than usual, similar to when he just wakes up. though his words slightly lisp together, so cutely that you couldn’t help but peck his lips, “i feel like i’ll come if you fuckin’ touch me once.” he says it with no embarrassment though, head tilted to keep his focus on you.

your hand flies to your mouth to cover a giggle though he immediately moves your palm away, kissing it lightly, “y’ur so beautiful. such a pretty little thing. do i tell you enough, princess?”

you nod softly, taking your fingers through his blonde locks that limply lay across his forehead from the steam. you brush it back so his forehead is revealed and you smooch the spot, “mhm you do. i wouldn’t mind if you do more though.”

“d’you mind if i do while i play with your pussy? i know it’s soaked in there.”

everything about the way he says that is cute. head tilted, his lips swollen from your kisses and his pupils rimmed red. everything is cute but the graphic words that leave his mouth that instantly make a rush of heat flood through you down to your toes. there hasn’t even been a second from when he asked and he’s already talking.

“baby. my princess you gotta let me. wanna taste you too, been a while since i last felt you on my tongue.” the blonde is ready to beg, would probably get on his knees if you wanted. the last time he ate you out was only a couple of days ago but you know for him that's basically a lifetime.

you nod, your teeth coming down on your lip slowly before letting it go. katsuki eyes the motion. “how do you want me?”

it slipped his mind. the logistics to eating one out in a hot tub. he doesn’t want your knees sore on the ground neither possibly drowning while he’s busy in your pussy so he just kinda gapes at you for a second, impatience hovering in his eyes as he tries to think of how he can have you.

you giggle at his furrowed brows, slapping his cheek lightly so he focuses back on you. you get up from his lap to crawl to the other side of the tub. “c’mon gorgeous, i know you got a brain in there, let’s get moving.” and you make a come hither motion at his body still on the other side. he hates how he still flushes a rosy red at your pet name for him. you called him gorgeous one day and it just stuck to him like that’s what he is by definition. he’s a fan of it.

“‘m comin’,” he mumbles, crawling over to you and like it’s a given his hands crawl up your thighs and your waist and when he stops in front of you.

“i’m gonna lean on here and just link your arms around my—,” and you squeal as katsuki does just that. the unexpected motion has water splashing out the tub and the cold air hitting your stomach. he’s seated before you, arms on your back to lift your lower body out of the water. your head sat comfortably on the edge of the tub and katsuki is now evilly frowning at your pussy directly in front of your face, covered by your bikini bottoms.

“i know what ‘m doin’. take these off for me,” he says in a deep authoritative tone, one you wouldn’t rebel against. your arms slide to your hips to pull the fabric off and katsuki admires the fat of your ass first before your shiny pussy gets revealed to his greedy eyes. just as you throw your bottoms somewhere behind him, he’s already balancing you with one arm so he can use his hand to pry you apart.

“oh fuck baby, you’re already leakin’ out your hole,” and he’s so graphic. you wanna curse him for his crass language but a moan erupts from your throat as he rubs two fingers just outside your hole and a string of white follows when he pulls away. you don’t have it in you to be embarrassed. the way his scarlet pupils are blown out, even more than they were before, fixated on your pussy, you know he’s loving this even more than you. he licks his fingers clean and you start to whine.

“‘ki, gorgeous, touch me please.”

your boyfriend grunts at you like you’re interrupting his alone time with your pussy. he pinches your nipple with his spit slicked fingers and you even moan at that, the rumble of your body making the tub water ripple. “why are you so needy for? let me do what i want with my pussy.”

though he can’t make you wait long because he’s impatient himself. he firstly stuffs his nose between your legs and inhales like it’s lifesaving and he’s on the edge. another drug for him. the sweet scent of you makes him feel drunk and loopy, his member throbbing hard in his shorts. you watch as his eyes roll back and you can feel the sniffs from his nose tickling you slightly. as your fingers come to rake through his hair, he’s giving a longing sigh like he’s so devastatingly impressed. “always so good for me baby. nothin’ better than you.”

and then he sticks his pink tongue out to give you the first lick. he lays his tongue flat to lick from your asshole to your clit and you’re whining at every nerve. everything inside you feels heightened. bursts of serotonin and dopamine coursing through your veins like lighting and this weren’t even you coming.

“oh ka—,” and katsuki starts his rhythm. he’s lapping you up like a dog, licking the entrance of your hole and cleaning up anything you’ve left behind. he’s so intentionally messy with it, sucking at your lips and labia, the smack of his lips when he lets go, sounding in the air. he then moves on to play with your clit, flicking his tongue under the hood and nudging your nub back and forth. you’re withering around in his arms, squealing and moaning like you’re on overdrive, tugging katsuki’s hair pretending as you want him off you though your legs are practically a necklace around his neck telling a different story.

he pinches your ass and pulls away, “stay still.” he sends you a glare, his ruby eyes piercing through you but you don’t have enough room inside you to feel the threat, especially as he conjures a glob of spit and puckers his lips to drop it right on your pussy. the sight was too much, squeezing your eyes shut and throwing your head back on the side of the tub. “be good for me angel.” he mumbles though his words are directed to your swollen nub as he rubs slow circles with his thumb, his spit merging with your liquids.

“mhm mhmf,” is all you can utter as he puts his mouth back on you, noisier than he’s ever been before, even louder than the jets of the tub. he’s sucking and licking every piece of you that he can like a man starved, even managing to work with your unruly hips that can’t stop moving to follow after his tongue. and it feels like you’ve been dropped into another realm, stuck in between earth and whatever this is. the only thing you can feel right now is pleasure, everywhere. the feeling of his stubble is rough against your thighs contrasting against the plush pad of his tongue. you can even feel him moan against you and every time he does you jut your hips up, making him pinch your side to settle down.

you were just about to speak up when katsuki pulls away from you only a few inches, the bottom half of his face; lips, chin and cheeks all covered in your slick. his eyes are dazed like he just took another pull of a spliff while he was licking around you. he doesn’t leave you unattended for long, sliding two of his thick fingers inside you and feeling your soft padded walls suck him up.

you can’t help the tears sliding down your cheek, merging with the steam from the tub, “gorgeous,” you whine.

he flicks his eyes up to you and he smirks at how you’re so overwhelmed just from a few swipes at your pussy. “yes, my baby?” his eyes are just about open at this point, biting on his bottom lip to savour what’s left of you he’s got on his face.

“can i hava—,” you inhale sharply when he presses against your squishy spot, your back arching right after. “—kiss, kiss me please.”

“‘course i can. anythin’ for you,” and he gathers your body in his arms to sit back on his lap, dunking your lower body back in the water with his fingers still curling inside your pussy.

now this isn’t high, drunk off you katsuki talking, well partly, but he loves watching you like this. falling apart completely because of him. he knows exactly how you’re feeling, tear stricken cheeks and the cutest pout. even how your toes clench under the water and your thighs shift when he begins to scissor inside you.

you’re back to straddling him, legs open across his lap with your arms over his shoulders. “kiss me?”

he responds with lots of little pecks on your lips, and he’s so close that you can smell yourself on his face, it even gets on you when he kisses you. before he slides his tongue inside your mouth, “can i take this off you?“ he asks, hand tugging at your bikini top and you nod against him. your hips are rolling uncontrollably in his lap to meet his fingers thrusts, and you swear it all feels much slower underwater, more tortuous as you feel your body begin to beg for a release.

katsuki, ever the multitasker, tugs your bikini off and immediately groans when your nipples rub against his chest. “oh fuck baby,” he groans on your lips, “you gonna let me—.”

“yes, yes quickly!”

faster than earlier when he first saw you in your bikini, katsuki lifts you with a single hand on your ass to yank off his shorts. “why did we even fuckin’ wear clothes? we knew this was the plan.”

with his hard cock in one hand, he manoeuvres your waist to let you sit down on him. “the sight of a titty gets you moaning, we probably wouldn’t have even got to smoke.” you retort, your hand finding his on his cock and rubbing his mushroomed head against your clit.

“oh god,” you fling your head back and katsuki pecks between your breasts.

“my name’s katsuki,” he grunts, his breaths ragged as he tries not to moan with just the feeling of your pussy lips and your tiny hand on him, “not my fault i love your tits. i love everything that’s mine.”

and you punctuate his sentence by sliding down slowly on his cock. you feel the pulsing veins of his member against your walls and you know your heartbeat feels the same. you suck him in and practically cradle his cock in you. “holy fuckin’ shit, baby.” the blonde growls, swiping a hand through his hair so his forehead is so prettily free and starts a pace with his hips. your hands find the side of his head at the sight of him, your thumbs rubbing against the rosy apples of his cheeks.

he rubs your clit as the slapping sound of your ass and his thighs fill the air and katsuki only joins in more by slapping your ass cheek. you clench around him and he lets out the most pornographic moan. hot-tub water splashes all around you both, litres spilling out the tub that by the time you’re finished there might not be any left.

“m gonna come, ‘m gonna—,” you start but you never finish your sentence, your hips moving even faster, grinding down on katsuki as his cock head keeps knocking against your cervix paired with his thumb clockwise on your clit. he pecks kisses up your neck messily, “go on angel, do it for me.”

you’re sweaty from all the movement, the hot tub steam too as you dig your nails into his shoulders, back arching as sparks of white flood your vision. your body is jolting as you reach your peak, mouth agape with a single high pitched moan bubbling from you.

you’re boneless now, leaning on his chest as his hand leaves your clit to rest on your back. “gonna make you come now,” you whisper to katsuki, and you can feel his stiff cock inside you twitch.

he rubs his nose against your temple, “‘m so fuckin’ hard baby.” he grumbles and he lifts you by the hips to lay you on the ceramic surrounding the hot tub.

he stands up before you, leg cocked on the seat in the tub and your pussy gushes at the sight of him. droplets are falling from every muscle and crevice on his body, the steam rising from behind him makes him look like he’s on some type of erotic movie poster and his eyes stare you down like you’re prey. and most importantly his thick cock stands, resting in front of his belly button, shiny from your juices and leaking the whitest precome you’ve seen. you can tell his cock hurts, his base a brown while his head is a shiny beaming red.

katsuki’s hands slap at your hips, gripping them to yank you forward so your pussy is just at the edge of the tub, another jolt forward and his cock is in you. “think you can go again? huh? speak up, pretty.”

you nod like there’s no other answer. it hasn’t been long since your last orgasm but you’re raging to go again just by the sight of him towering over at you. he grins boyishly at your nod and blown out, half-lidded eyes, his teeth sharp and his eyes raking over you. “wanna feel you come in me, gorgeous.” you purr breathlessly.

katsuki yanks at his cock a few times, his tongue swiping across his teeth before hissing at his own touch. he moans deeply as you spread your legs for him slow and seductively, your pussy out for him to devour. you rest upon your forearms so you can see when he puts his cock in you. “so fuckin’ pretty, fuck.” he mutters, pressing his cock head against your hole and with your centre already lubricated with your juices, he thrusts in.

you both moan in unison, skin slapping in the air and sweat beading on katsuki’s forehead, “i know you can come for me again, pretty.” he flicks his eyes up to you, his red pupils as dark as blood and a squeak flutters from your lips as he presses at your spot inside you again. “yes, yes i can, i will,” you babble back, eyes fluttering shut and back arching at every touch.

“your pussy is fuckin’ heaven. made for me, fuckin’-,” and you know katsuki’s been putting off coming for a while now, honestly, he was probably hard from when he first got into the tub. you feel his palms squeeze at your waist, as he thrusts into you, his telltale sign he’s about to come.

“‘ki baby, come, i think i’m gonna,” and you clench around him, this orgasm nothing like the last one. your leg resting on katsuki’s shoulder straightens and your back arches like you just got the wind knocked out of you. this one feels like the wave that washed over you was triple the size as before. katsuki feels it all too, a rumble from his gut before he freezes to paint your walls white. you open your eyes in time to see your lover, now leaning over you, his eyes squeezed shut to come back to earth. you notice his hand mindlessly scrambling to find yours to hold like he usually loves when he comes. just as you slide your fingers into his palm, he clenches your hand as “fuckin’ hell—,” falls from his lips and another spurt of cum shoots out of him. it causes him to thrust sharply into you with an “mhpf” and you whine from the over sensitivity.

“sorry pretty,” he whispers, truly exhausted and the tiredness from the weed sitting in his veins. you know he wants to fall on top of you like he usually does when his knees give way but this time he drops back into the tub, not before picking you up and sitting you on him sideways in a hug.

“not back in the tub, ‘ki. we’re all dirty.” you complain, circling your arms around his shoulders and hugging his head to you.

“what? so it wasn’t dirty when you came the first time? and it’s warm in here, shush.”

you were too tired to argue with the first point but you could agree with the last. the jets soothing over your skin, and your boyfriends embrace around you, you felt like you could fall asleep here.

“hey, don’t fall asleep on me yet. we still needa shower,” katsuki whispers tenderly and pecks your forehead.

you groan at the same time he softly chuckles, “carry me then?” you give him a toothy smile and droopy eyes. he playfully rolls his eyes, squeezing at your thigh.

“how could i say no t’you, huh? trick question, that is,” he tuts, sliding his arm under your knees and one on your back to pick you up bridal style.

“it’s ‘cause you love me, isn’t it?”

katsuki rises to stand and step out of the tub, switching it off soon after. the bubbles slow to a halt and he looks down at your lethargic smile, glossy eyes and swollen lips. if there was a word to explain the feeling of more than love, he’d use it right now and every time after.

your fingers rake through the blonde hair on his nape as your eyes waft over him and he warms at how he can feel your love for him through your eyes, looking over his face to make sure he’s okay.

“yeah. love you a bit too much i think,” he grumbles but you know that’s just the same as a confession from katsuki.

he slides open the doors from outside into his apartment, “gorgeous! you’re gonna get everything wet!”

he must be tired from the weed and sex as all he can do is shrug, “i’ll sort it out tomorrow. couldn’t give a fuck right now.” he yawns, walking into his bathroom to land you on your feet in his shower.

you giggle as he pouts, getting in with you to turn it on, “stop laughin’ at me. ‘m tired.”

you kiss his shoulder as the overhead shower flicks on, “okay okay, let’s be quick and we can go to bed.”

thoughts on the queen’s passing?

SHE WONT BE ABLE TO WATCH THE SEX LIVES OF COLLEGE GIRLS SEASON 2 😭

satoru craves love.

satoru craves you like crazy, and not in a sexual way.

“you’re so beautiful, my love.” satoru grins, love adorning his face. you were currently getting ready for a work party, satoru says he was too tired to go to and he didn’t wanna “show everyone up” so he decided to stay home. you smiled at your husband through the mirror, giggling at his compliment. after all these years, you still don’t know how to respond to the way satoru showers you with compliments.

“ugh, satoru!” you whine, flopping on the bed next to him. he looks at you with curious eyes. “i don’t wanna go.” you whine, reaching out for his slender yet warm hand. he intertwines his hand with yours and he smiles, bringing the back of your hand up to his puckered lips, giving your knuckles a kiss. “you’ll be fine, baby. you look amazing and i’m sure you’ll have a great time, yeah?” he coaxes you, fiddling with the hem of your dress. you sigh and scoot to the edge of the bed, your head hung low in exhaustion. “you’re right. i guess i’ll go.” you grumble, standing up and sliding into your kitten heels. satoru follows closely behind you as he watches you get ready to leave like all the times before.

“you always look so beautiful when you leave me. makes me feel a tad left out.” the ivory haired man teased, bringing you back into his body by the small of your back. you chuckle and shake your head, bringing a hand up to caress his face. “i’ll be back before you know it. we can even finish that episode of the good place if i’m back in time.” you smile, kissing his lips. you walk away from your husband and open the door, waving a with a little “see you later.” mixed in there.

this is when satoru realized, he was sad you were gone. he loves his wife, and he loves the way his wife makes him feel. satoru wouldn’t have it any other way.

When you that girl 💕✨