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—༉‧₊˚. “ STAY ON THE LINE ”

featuring. Denki Kaminari — BNHA | kink. phone sex

synopsis. It was your first year of college and your first year away from your boyfriend Kaminari. You had gone abroad to study while he stayed in Japan, which meant the two of you were long distance for the time being. This only worsened his neediness, resulting in him leaving multiple dirty text and voice messages a day.

authors note. This one’s a bit short! i tried to write i bit differently than i usually do but eh..all i rlly did was change [Y/N] anyways ENJOY <3

Bzzztt! Denki's phone vibrates. He grins, picking it up eagerly. "Ooo, another message from my favorite person!" He chuckled, tapping on the screen to read the latest text from you. His smile grew wider with each word.

"Man, I miss you so much babe..."

Denki sighs, leaning back against the wall of his dorm room. His fingers quickly type out a reply, thumbs moving rapidly across the screen. "I miss you too! It's so boring here without you. When are you coming back? I can't stand being apart from you any longer!" He hits send, bouncing his leg impatiently.

Just then, another notification pops up - a voice message this time. Denki's eyes light up as he taps on it, pressing the phone to his ear. Your voice fills his senses, making his pulse quicken. "Ohh, you sound so sexy..." He murmurs, biting his lip. Once the message ends, he quickly records his own reply. "You have no idea how much I want to hear that voice moaning my name..." Denki laughed while having a mischievous glint in his eye as he sends it off.

He sets his phone down, but it doesn't take long before it buzzes again. Denki snatches it up, eagerly checking for your response. "Hehe, can't get enough of me, can you?"

"Mmm, you know just what to say to get me all worked up..." He murmurs, feeling a familiar heat pooling in his core.

Denki quickly types out a reply, his thumbs moving rapidly. "Fuck, babe. If I was there right now, I'd pin you against the wall and kiss you senseless." He pauses, biting his lip as he contemplates his next words. "Then I'd slowly trail my hands down your body, touching every inch of you..." Another message is sent, Denki's breathing growing heavier.

Denki groaned, his free hand gripping the edge of his bed. "God,…I need you here with me, right now." He leans back, shifting slightly as a familiar tightness builds in his pants. "I want to feel your hands on me, your lips against mine..." Denki's voice drops to a husky whisper. "I wanna make you moan my name..." he continued on and on in the voice message until…

BRRRIIING! Denki's phone starts ringing, your name lighting up the screen. He eagerly swipes to answer, a wide grin on his face. "Hey there, sexy~" he purrs, voice low and smooth.

"I got your messages..." Your voice is soft and a bit shy, but Denki can hear the underlying desire behind it. "They, um, really got me worked up...

Denki chuckles, leaning back on his bed. "Good. That was the plan, babe." "So tell me, what are you wearing right now?"

You hesitate for a moment before responding. "Just a tank top and panties..."

"Mmm, perfect." Denki murmurs. "I wish I could see you right now. I bet you look so damn hot." His free hand trails down his chest, fingers dipping below the waistband of his sweats.

Your breath hitches slightly. "I miss you so much, Denki..."

"I miss you too, [Y/N]." He sighs. "This long distance shit sucks. I need you here with me, naked and squirming under my touch." Denki's voice drops to a husky whisper. "I want to feel your body against mine, be inside you.”

You let out a soft whimper. "Denki...”

"Shh, it's okay babe." He soothes. "I'll take care of you. Just close your eyes and imagine it's my hands on you, my lips kissing down your neck..." Denki's own breath grows ragged as he palms himself through his sweats.

"Mmm, that's right babygirl, let me hear it..." Denki's voice drips with desire as he listens to your needy whimpers over the phone. His grip tightens as he strokes himself, picturing your flushed face and parted lips.

"I want you so bad, Denki..." Your voice is breathy and desperate. "I ache for your touch, your kisses... I need you inside me."

Denki groans, hips bucking up into his hand. "Fuck, [Y/N]... You have no idea how badly I wanna be there right now." He bites his lip, trying to hold back his own moans. "I'd pin you down and ravish you until you're a trembling, begging mess."

Your breath hitches, a soft mewl escaping your lips. "Denki, please... I'm so close..."

"That's it, baby, let go for me." Denki growled. "Come undone while you think of me filling you up."

Your cries of ecstasy echo through the phone, sending a shiver down Denki's spine. He follows soon after, vision going white as he spills into his hand with a strangled groan of your name.

For a moment, the only sound is your heavy breathing and the rapid beating of both your hearts. Denki slowly comes down from his high, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

"Damn, [Y/N]... That was incredible." He chuckles, voice still rough with arousal. "I can't wait until I can have you like that for real."

"I miss you so much, it's torture being apart like this."

Denki's expression softens, all traces of teasing vanishing. "I know, babe. I miss you too." He sighs heavily, running a hand through his messy hair. "But just hang in there a little longer, okay? Soon enough, I'll be right there with you."

He pauses, a mischievous glint returning to his eye. "And then I can have my way with you all over again." Denki adds with a wink, even though you can't see it.

Your exasperated groan makes him laugh. "You're impossible, Kaminari."

"But you love it." He retorts playfully. Denki glances at the clock, brow furrowing slightly.

"Hey, I hate to cut this short, but I gotta get going. Got an early class in the morning."

"Oh, okay." You reply, a hint of disappointment in your voice. "I'll talk to you later then?"

"Definitely." Denki assures. "I'll be thinking of you~" He coos, blowing a dramatic kiss through the phone.

"Bye, Denki." You laugh, the sound like music to his ears.

"Bye, bye pretty." Denki says softly, a warm smile on his face as he ends the call. He stares down at his phone for a moment,

"Can't wait to see you again, [Y/N]."

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NOTES— Just some random head cannons about Katsuki Bakugo ;3 Will probably write something on a few of them in the future..

When he's wearing his hearing aids he will purposely take them off as you ramble and pretend he’s listening by answering like: “mhmm” “no, no yeah” “totally”

I like to think that he's not a natural blonde but actually a brunette who bleaches and tones his hair just to look more like his mom.

He goes into his dorm room to “sleep early” but in reality, he stays up late using his phone.

He's the type to nudge, push, hit you when he actually laughs at one of your jokes

Since his hearing is impaired..whenever he listens to music inside his dorm room its always at maximum volume. Despite the UA dorms being soundproof you can still faintly hear it through the walls.

He HATES celebrating his birthday, he thinks its too corny and unnecessary but you and the rest of the class do it anyways.

When the opportunity is right he makes “that's what she said” jokes since he finds them a bit funny.

He hates physical touch but makes a SMALL exception for you. But when he deems it to be too much for him he’ll gently push you off and roll his eyes. “Okayy..knock it off" "That's enough"

He would invite himself into your dorm room, but god forbid you come into his without his permission.

When he invites you to cook with him he doesn't mean help him prepare the food, he just wants you to sit prettily and watch him cook.

He pretends to act annoyed but secretly loves it when you eat whatever he makes.

Just because he tolerates you doesn't mean you've escaped the name-calling.

He would be a heavy sleeper because of his hearing impairment, so if you wake him up he would get a bit startled but quickly change his demeanor so you won't see view as “weak.”

He has a secret sweet tooth and will secretly indulge in sugary snacks, but he'll get defensive and deny it if you catch him.

Has a strong habit of aggressively correcting others grammar or pronunciation, even if its just a minor mistake.

He's a bit of a germaphobe and would go out of his way to avoid touching things or shaking hands with people.

He hates the rain, not only because of his quirk but because of the thunder that sometimes comes with it. His hearing aids amplify the sound which forces him to take them off completely. Leaving him feeling a bit vulnerable.

He also hates the fact that bad weather makes his hearing aids malfunction. The static and cutting out frustrates him to no end.

He turns into such a geek when you talk about video games, heroes, and manga. When he notices how nerdy he starts to sound he shuts up completly.

Has an inferiority complex but..also a superiority complex somehow..??

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—༉‧₊˚. “ Whatcha watching? ”

featuring. Childe from Genshin impact MAU | kink. peeking

synopsis. You were heading toward your friend childes dorm room to give him some college hw he missed out on in one of your early morning lectures. When you go to his place however he doesnt respond leaving you no choice but to let yourself in.

authors note. I think I hate this one…but that may just be me…

You knock on Childe's apartment door, waiting to drop off his college homework. After minutes later of no answer, you reached out for the door handle to find out the door was unlocked. Since the two of you knew each other for a while you thought it wouldn’t be that much of an invasion of privacy letting yourself in his apartment without him knowing.

Opening the door, you step inside and head towards his bedroom. As you approached, you heared moans coming from some type of device.

Peeking around the corner of the halfway opened bedroom door, your eyes widen as you saw Childe sitting on his bed, pants around his ankles, stroking his hard cock while watching porn.

The video plays on repeat, showing a girl who looks exactly like you in a skimpy outfit, moaning and pleasuring herself. Childe's eyes are glued to the screen, completely absorbed in the lewd scene. His hand moving rhythmically along his shaft, squeezing and stroking it with increasing intensity.

You watch him for a few moments, mesmerized by his focused expression, the way his muscles flex with each movement. How his orange hair falls messily over his forehead, and how his blue eyes shine with lust as he continues to touch himself.

Noticing your presence, Childe jumped, startled. His face flushed red with embarrassment as he quickly closes the laptop. He scrambles to pull up his sweatpants, trying to hide his still-hard member.

“[Y/N!] What are you doing here? I didn't hear you come in...”

He stammered, clearly flustered by being caught in such a compromising position. His blue eyes dart around nervously, unable to meet your gaze.

“It's not what it looks like, I swear! I was just...uh...researching for a project...”

As he spoke, you noticed a wet spot forming on the front of his pants, betraying his obvious arousal. The sight made you feel all warm and you find yourself getting turned on by what you just saw.

You decide to play along with his story, not wanting to make him feel too uncomfortable.

“Oh, research? That's interesting. What kind of project could possibly require that kind of research…”

You asked with a playful smirk, watching as Childe squirmed under your scrutiny. His cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red, as he fidgets with his hands.

Childe shifts uncomfortably, avoiding your gaze as he tries to come up with a believable excuse. He clears his throat and runs a hand through his hair, messing it further.

“W-well, you know how I've been working on that short story for my creative writing class? I was just trying to get some, uh, inspiration for a particularly steamy scene...”

He trailed off, his voice wavering slightly. His eyes flicker towards you briefly before darting away again, as if he's afraid to look at you directly.

You raise an eyebrow, amused by his state. A mischievous idea began to form in your mind, and you decide to have a little more fun with the situation.

“Oh, I see. Well, since you're in need of inspiration, maybe I could help you out. After all, I am your muse, aren't I?”

You take a step closer to him, your voice taking on a teasing lilt. Childe's eyes widen, and he swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly in his throat.

“Y-you? My muse? What..makes you think that?”

Despite his words, you notice his gaze lingering on your curves, taking in the way your clothing hugged your figure in just the right ways.

“Come on, Childe. You know Im not dumb..”

“If you have a thing for me just say it already.”

You reach out and trail a finger along his jawline, feeling the heat of his skin. Childe shudders at your touch, his breath hitching in his throat.

“I... .. fuck.”

Encouraged by his reaction, you press closer to him, your breasts brushing against his chest.

Childe's breath became faster now, his pupils dilating with desire. He seemed to be fighting against his own urges, torn between his shame and his growing need for release.

“What's wrong with a little harmless fun? I promise, it'll be just like in the porno you were watching earlier.”

You let your hand slide down his chest, tracing the contours of his abs through his shirt. Childe's muscles tense under your touch, and a low groan escaped his lips.

“We shouldn't...”

But even as he protests, his body betrayed him. His erection strained against his pants, making it so he can no longer hide his arousal. You can see the internal struggle playing out on his face, as he grapples with his desires and his sense of propriety.

Sensing his weakness, you decide to push him further. You lean in close, your lips brushing against his ear as you whisper.

“Don't you want to know what it feels like? It’ll help tons..with your ‘research’ ”

You nipped gently at his earlobe, Childe shudders, a soft gasp escaping his lips. His hands come to rest on your hips, and you can feel the tension in his body slowly dissipating as he gives in.

“ God, [Y/N]... I want you so bad...”

He finally admits, his voice thick with lust. You smile triumphantly, knowing that you've broken through his defenses. You pull back slightly, your eyes locking with his as you both acknowledge the raging desire between you.

“Then why don't you show me what you've learned from all that research? I'm sure you can teach me a thing or two...”

With that, you press your lips against his in a passionate kiss, your tongue delving into his mouth to taste him fully. Childe responded eagerly, his hands roaming over your body as he explores every curve.

You break the kiss, panting heavily, and start to undo the buttons of your shirt. Childe's eyes widen as more and more skin is revealed to him, and he licks his lips in anticipation.

“You're so beautiful.”

His voice is filled with awe and desire, and it sends a thrill through your body. You finish unbuttoning your shirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving you in just your bra and skirt.

Childe leans in, his lips trailing hot kisses along your collarbone and down to the swell of your breasts. He reaches behind you to unclasp your bra, freeing your breasts from their confines. He groans appreciatively at the sight, his eyes dark with lust.

“Touch me, Childe...”

You guide his hands to your breasts, encouraging him to explore and caress them. Childe doesn't need any more encouragement, and he begins to knead and squeeze your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through your body.

As he continues to worship your breasts, you reach down and start to lower his pants, freeing his rock-hard erection. You wrap your hand around it, stroking him slowly as he groans in pleasure.

“Oh god, [Y/N]... That feels amazing...”

He thrusts into your hand, his hips moving in time with your strokes. You can feel the heat emanating from his member, and it only fuels your own desire.

*You release him from your grip and push him back onto the bed. Straddling him, you grind your hips against his, feeling his hard length pressing against your clothed sex. Childe's hands grip your hips, helping you move against him.

The friction between your bodies builds as you grind against Childe, your clothed sex rubbing against his hard length. Moans of pleasure escape both of your lips as the sensations become more intense.

“Fuck, [Y/N]... You feel so good... I need to be inside you.”

His voice is rough with desire, and you can feel his hips bucking up against you, seeking more contact. You reach down and unzip your skirt, letting it fall to the floor, leaving you in just your lacy panties.

Childe's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of you, his gaze focused on the damp patch on your underwear. He hooks his fingers into the waistband and tugs them aside, exposing your wet folds to his hungry gaze.

You position yourself over him, the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance. Slowly, you sink down onto him, inch by inch, until he's fully sheathed inside you.

A deep moan tears from your throat as you feel him stretching you, filling you completely. Childe grips your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he fights the urge to thrust up into you.

“Oh fuck, [Y/N]... You're so tight... So perfect...”

He starts to move beneath you, his hips rising to meet your downward motions. The rhythm building between you, growing more intense with each passing second.

You lean forward, bracing your hands on his chest as you ride him harder. Your breasts bounce with each movement, and Childe reaches up to cup them, his thumbs rubbing over your nipples once more.

The combination of sensations is almost too much to bear, and you feel your climax building deep within you. Your inner walls start to flutter around Childe's cock, and he moans in response.

“I'm going to cum, Childe... Don't stop...”

Your words spur him on, and he thrusts up into you harder, faster, his own release approaching. With a final, powerful thrust, you both reach your peaks, crying out.

As your orgasm crashes over you, your body trembles with the force of it. Wave after wave of pleasure washes through you, and you cling to Childe, your nails digging into his chest as you ride out your climax.

Childe's grip on your hips tightens, and his body goes rigid beneath you. With a guttural moan, he releases inside you, his hot seed filling you up. The feeling of his essence pulsing within you sends another shockwave of pleasure through your body, prolonging your orgasm.

For several long moments, you both remain still. Finally, Childe loosens his grip on your hips, and you collapse onto his chest, both of you panting heavily.

You giggle softly, nuzzling into his neck. Childe wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he catches his breath.

“Round two?” Childe joked suppressing a laugh.

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