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☁ Sleepy ☁

18+. mdni. (consensual) somnophilia

thinking about katsuki being so horny in the mornings and just rolling over and fucking you in your sleep

katsuki always wakes up early—early to bed, early to rise, et cetera. and sometimes, he's a little too riled up to wait; he isn't exactly the most patient man, after all. so, after getting your complete consent with the idea, he didn't wait.

groggily rubbing his eyes, katsuki stretched over to his nightstand, clicking his phone open to check the time, silently sighing when he saw that it was only 4:30 in the morning. he flopped his head back down on the pillow, trying to fall back asleep and ignore the problem plaguing him: the massive tent in his pants, caused by his aching cock, straining for release. the blond tilted his head to the side, taking a glance at you. his vermilion eyes glimmered with two things at the sight of your sleeping, peaceful form: love, and desire. overwhelming, primal desire.

thus, he adjusted his position, carefully climbing on top of you and propping one of your legs above the other, setting you on your side. katsuki delicately pulled the blanket off of you, licking his thin lips at the sight of your lower body, only covered with a thin pair of panties. his hand moved between your thighs, tracing over your covered cunt, rubbing with a precision he only showed you. his fingers hooked around the waistband of the fabric, slowly pulling them down your legs, disposing of them by tossing them onto the floor.

the tips of his digits pressed against your slit, one of his calloused fingers dipping into your heat. katsuki's breath hitched when he felt you grow slicker around his index, removing his finger and fumbling with the drawstring of his sweats, pulling them and his boxers down in one swift motion, shuddering when his cock sprung free from the confines of his clothing. he pressed the head of his dick against your drooling pussy, inching into you cautiously. his hips started in slow strokes, soft, near-silent groans escaping his lips as your cunt swallowed him up, slick walls hugging his length.

he bit his cheek to prevent more low sounds from leaving his mouth, eyes half-lidding as he pumped his cock into you at a meticulous pace. he stopped for a second when you shifted in your sleep, a quiet sigh coming from your own mouth. katsuki continued upon the sight of your sleepy face, thrusts growing in pace, his balls lightly slapping against your ass. his hips never stalled from there, only ramping up as he grew more and more lost in your soaked hole, bottoming out with each rut of his hips.

he fucked you through your orgasm, which had you stirring awake as you tightened around his cock, moaning out an 'mm, katsu...' as the male took one last deep thrust, fucking you full of his cum, not pulling out until every last drop had been spilled inside of you. he then slipped his softening cock from your pussy, groaning a "good morning, babygirl."

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cw: monsterfucking, noncon, breeding, knotting, tummy bulging, cervix fucking

Absolutely nasty thought… hiking into the forest to do some yoga cuz nature is relaxing and the most aesthetic thing to be surrounded by while doing an equally relaxing activity. You roll your mat out on a small clearing and start with breathing exercises. Then you move on to stretching and actually poses, too focused to be aware of the creature slowly stalking your way through the bushes, cautious footsteps too faint for the distracted mind hear to hear.

You bend forward to do the downward dog, breathing in time to your core muscles tightening, holding the pose and counting down in your brain- only to lose track of it when you see a pair of paws behind you, long fluffy trail swiping the grass blades behind them.

There’s a tight grip on your hip. Then a loud ripping sound- leggings and panties torn off right at the middle and exposing your mound to the cool air, your sharp gasp drowned out by a low growl.

“Already presenting, human?” Wolf Bakugou licks at his fangs, already salivating at the whiff of your scent mixed with a dash of fear and humping his fat cock between your folds, tiny little squeal jolted out of you. “As if I’d ignore such an enticing offer.”

A few more grinds spreading his pre all over you, wolf Bakugou bucks forward to the tip of his dick into you and you’re clawing at your training mat when the bulbous head pops into your pussy, wide eyes glossing over because nothing has ever stretched you this wide. Your calves burn from the holding yourself on your tip toes and your walls are shoved apart to take more of such a monstrous cock, a pull on your hips slapping you back on the feral wolf, electricity zipping up your spine as you’re lazily rocked back and forward on his shaft.

“So damn small.” Wolf Bakugou snarls, watching where the two of you connect, instincts going wild the more his dick comes out slicked up and sticky before shedding himself halfway in. “‘M already bumping on the top of your cunt, human. You’ll need to give me more space than that to have my pup.”

“P-pups?” You drawl out, brain going numb at the pleasure too quickly, and your forced on all fours when Wolf Bakugou lays his chest on your back, let’s you gauge how gigantic he really is above you as his strong, scarred arms lock under you. Wet and slick slaps echo in the air when he suddenly starts fucking you relentlessly, like the dog he is, a brisk and deep pace that makes your pussy froth and shut around him.

“Yeah- pups.” Wolf Bakugou whispers in your ear, nips at the lobe and at your neck and down to your exposed shoulder from your sports bra. “Gonna plug you up with my knot and fill you so full of cum. It’ll catch just right, make you get all round and heavy with my pups.” He drills into so roughly that that you’re jerked forward nearly every time, only locked in place by his arms, and your eyes cross at the top of your head from the drag of his dick inside yo. “A pretty pussy like this deserves to be bred; you’re gonna take all I give.”

“T-too…!” You slur at Wolf Bakugou sitting on his haunches and humping up to every drag of your body down on his cock, swollen base tapping on your soaked folds. “‘S too much! Feel like ‘m gonna b-burst!”

“You’ll be fine.” He lays you back on his shoulders, slobbering and grazing his fangs on yours as you hug back around his neck like your life depended on it. “You’re cunt is small but I’ll make it fit. You’re gonna fit real nice around my knot.”

There’s a dopey and delirious smile on your face, tongue lolled out to drool all over yourself because of Wolf Bakugou bumping on your cervix, bullying it for more space a sucking a soft kiss on his cockhead every time. You don’t even register the slew of curses he growls out by your ear as you come, your pussy stuttering out an intense orgasm that gushes your slick down his growling knot and heavy balls.

“Fuuuck, that’s it, suck me up deeper, let’s make my seed catch, human.” Wolf Bakugou’s animalistic grin is pressed by the side of your face as he stares down at your tummy, center of your pelvic bulging out from his thrusts. He drops you down hard and his tip pops past the tight pucker of your cervix, knot popping into your hole at the same time.

You splutter to the air from the double stretch, eyes rolled back to your brain and salty tears on your hot cheeks, an even hotter sensation flooding into you as thick, gooey cum bloats your tummy bigger and bigger, nearly dropping it to your spasming thighs, not a single drop blurbed out with the big knot plugging your pussy shut. Wolf Bakugou howls up at the sky, lost in his own high from finally breeding you and feeling you both sucking and pushing him him out.

He’s quick enough to hold you close when your body goes slack, chest rising and falling in short, gasped breaths, lashes fluttering over unfocused eyes, completely fucked out and unconscious to feel possessive licks and kisses all over your tear stained cheeks, telling you how good you were, taking all of him like that, and how your pups are gonna be really cute like their mama.

Honestly, Wolf Bakugou is already impatient for the first litter to come out so he can fuck you like this again.

😳😳😳😳... Fainted...

—SEX W' ME SO AMAZING !

paring: aged up! bakugou x f! reader.

summary: just a normal steamy time with baku until you tell him you want him to breed you.

warnings: breeding. biting. anal. foul language. mentions of belly bulge. dirty talk. dacryphilia (?) i think that’s all ???? 🥲

navigation: click me 🐇!

nghh, tysm for all the <3 this got !! enjoy ^_^

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"…k-katsuki…. mmm…. katsuki…"

as you drowned into lust and bliss, the only things that your mind processed was the chain around bakugou's neck that would clank and dangle—and him inside of you.

bakugou's spiky blond hair bounced as he murdered your insides, with your hips twitching and being a whimpering disaster. it wasn't long before you released another orgasm which made his ears twitch.

bakugou was sort of a whiner whenever you too were intimate, which was quite rare if he wasn't swearing every three seconds. his glistening red crimson eyes stared into yours as his as his eyebrows slowly knitted together. he made sure to praise you every moment he got while abusing that cunt of yours. you whined, getting frustrated as he was going slow, probably on purpose just to fuck with you.

"m-more…" you whined. "fuck me.. please.."

"you want me to fuck you harder?" he pants, creeping out an exhausting smile. "alright fine then, dumbass." your eyes slightly widened, as he held your legs up, to the mattress pounded you even harder, with a much quicker pace.

bakugou leaned down and kissed your chin, hearing your whines and murmurs in his ear.

you weren't completely satisfied though. as you felt the latex of the condom inside of you, you couldn't help but scowl. it prevented bakugou from painting your needy walls the color you yearned for. that's all you wanted. for him to breed you.

the naughty thoughts of yours was interrupted as you felt his dick reach deep inside you with one of the thrusts. only choked words escaped your lips, where drool seeped through the corners of your mouth wanting this to never end. "you're close, aren't you, dumbass?" he smirks, knowing your body like the back of his hand.

"y-yes.. fuck!" you whimper in his ear.

"you gonna come all over my fuckin' cock as i kill those insides of yours, hm?" he groans.

"yes katsuki…" you answered as he gripped your throat with one hand. "p-please… it feels so good… oh my g-god.."

bakugou kept pounding inside of you, and felt you let out a whine, before you came, your eyelids becoming heavy; the blond smiled to himself, panting himself, as sweat trickled down his eyebrow. the pro-hero leaned in and gave you a passionate kiss, as you both moaned in each other’s mouths.

after a while, you pulled away to catch your breath, before muttering, "take.. the condom off, katsuki.."

the blond then furrows his eyebrows, staring at you kind of weirdly—his pupils slightly dilated from the current pleasure created from the both of you. you squeezed his hand, your eyes staring deeply into his. "breed me katsuki… please… fill me up inside please… i- i need it.."

bakugou stared at you for quite some time. he already knew that if he did what you asked for, he'd most likely go feral. he wouldn't be able to control himself, and you desperately wanted that. needed that.

he let out a heavy sigh, stroking your lips with his thumb, before planting a soft kiss on your mouth. "you're crazy, you know that? are you sure, y/n? we've never-"

"i know.. i just.. i want it so bad katsuki…" you desperately cried.

bakugou stared at you with a straight face, his scary lust-filled gaze intimidating you alone as he pulled out, searching your eyes to see if you were serious. and he could tell you were. you didn't even break eye contact at all.

"dumbass, if i do that then you'll get pregnant." he replies.

"maybe i wanna get pregnant by you.." you coo, your eyes slowly lowering from the desperate need and wants you yearned for. you got tingles just from the thought of bakugou fucking his kids inside of you. you craved it more than anything, probably more than you should have.

bakugou deadpanned before tilting his head slightly. a single breath escaped his lips. "….are you sure, dumbass. like… really."

"yes, i'm sure.." you speak in a more broken whimper. you watched as your boyfriend panted.

"fuck you're so hot when you're all desperate and whiny," he mutters, a smile forming on your lips as you didn't dare break eye contact. "fine, i'll give you what you want, baby. i could never say no to my cute little dumbass."

your eyes eagerly watched him take off the condom, as he intertwined his fingers with yours—squeezing your hand. bakugou breathed slowly, as he went inside of you, making you whine once more, loving every second. "you're so… fuckin'… loud…," he spoke between each thrust, taking pride in your embarrassed face.

"look at my cock just bulging inside of that cute little tummy of yours," he points out, as he digs his head into the very crook of your neck, sucking on your collarbone. "you wanna be filled up with my milk huh? wanna give birth to my blond bratty kids?"

you nodded, feeling warm tears run down your cheeks. "p-please katsuki… ngh..!"

letting out the most memorable whine he could ever hear, you felt your back arch as his lengthy cock abused your clit. bakugou squeezed your hands, silencing your whines by kissing you. he wiped your tears with one hand as he fucked you into complete oblivion.

"you fucking whore. my fucking whore," he says in between kisses, licking the bottom of your lip. "you want me to make you a mommy huh? the mommy who carries my children… have that belly as nice and swollen for me?"

"y-yes…" you whined, cursing to yourself mentally.

"i can already picture your cute little desperate face," he speaks in a rough voice, biting into your neck. "so so pretty with those tears running down your face. you're so fucking crazy, y/n."

you desperately nod. "i-i wanna have your kids… please fill your kids inside of me katsuki.. i want it so badddd…"

"yeah?" he smirks, his low moans sending you shivers. "you want my fuckin' seed filling you up only to run down your leg? want me to fuck you so good that you won't be able to walk in the morning?"

"please…. pleaseee…" you cry.

you felt so light-headed, wanting nothing more than to feel his milk deep inside you. you couldn't wait, you were too ecstatic. bliss overtook your body as well as pain and of course pleasure. bakugou's pace quickened, as he made your legs wrap around him.

chills raced down your spine, as his moans made you even more soaked. you squeezed his hand, as your legs twitched.

"fuck—! i'm gonna fuckin' cum in you, baby!" he growls, fucking you harder after each thrust.

then, bakugou melts inside of you, literally. his thrusts became shaky, as he bit into your neck again before stopping. his warm cum filled deep inside you, leaving you both a moaning mess.

"fuck yeah," he panted watching your eyes roll to the back of your head. "take it all baby. take my cum fillin' up your cute little insides."

"katsuk-" you croak, before letting out a orgasm. you never felt so full before. it was an entire new feeling for the both of you. bakugou stayed inside of you as he kissed your forehead, —feeling your legs shake from beneath him.

"kat… katsu… suki… kat…"

"aw, did i break you, baby?" he smiles, no better himself. you could hear the shakiness in his voice before he let out another moan. "you can barely even say my name."

you whine, as he pulls you in for a long kiss, before feeling him pull out. he loathed your whines and whimpers so much, it became a mental ringtone in his head. bakugou smiled, full of exhaustion before kissing the sides of your face.

"made me fuck a child into you," he mutters, his hair moving as he laid on your stomach. "now all we have to do is wait, baby."

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OK the amount of kink in this story is almost on the list but does anyone want to read pyramid head Bakugo fuck her while pregnant and fuck her dumb everywhere? Like an exhibitionist...📆💿📁📂📃

Teehee we continuin’ on the attacking Miggi (with love) train today >:)))))

Don’t think about how Pyramid Head Bakugou’s gargantuan hands squeeze at your flesh each time he mounts you.

How each slap of his heavy breeder balls against your slobbering cunt is accentuated by the staccato of his quiet yet sinful grunts.

How he would force you to rub n ride on the back end of his blade just to see what you might look like on top of him from another angle. His rock hard dick too heavy to stand up just dripping puddles of pre onto the floor as he watches.

How the head of his cock alone is a mouthful that nearly feels like it’s going to make your cheeks split.

How he would get off to watching you stuff yourself with the point of his helmet when you think he’s gone, yearning for the stretch of his birth once more.

How he would constantly leave you round with his cum, perpetually dripping with his essence.

How would let you suck his nipples when there was nothing else to do, stuffing you with his large, rough fingers all the while. Murmuring to you how dirty you had become, despite remaining his perfect little angel.

How much you would absolutely drool all over yourself at the sight of his hardness laying against his stomach, mimicking what it might look like if it could actually stand up despite it being hard.

How he revels in each and every part of his entire lair having at some point been covered your sweet release.

How you try to teach him to eat you out, but he gets frustrated and inevitably just sticks his whole tongue inside you. It’s like the size of a thick tentacle just stirring your insides as it pleases until you’re a quivering babbling mess.

How cockwarming him as he cleans his tools becomes such a challenge to not try and milk him dry because you know if you distract him while he does, he’s jamming himself to the back wall of your womb , almost into your stomach and making sure you stay like that for the rest of the day. The next week the only pleasure you get is from riding the ripples of his abs, and that comes with a deep stretch in your legs. Mans is so big just trying to ride his stomach is almost like doing the splits.

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NnnnNNNNNNGGGGHHHH want him so fucking baaaaddddd

He makes you go so dumb on his dick🥺 makes you slur and babble your words because your brain is rattled from his pounding, tears blurring your vision, crossed eyes ruining the rest.

And he’s still not all the way in. So he fits himself in.

“Nooo… hic… can’t take, take more.” You sob and cling to his arms, blissfully numb to the pain of being folded so far into yourself that Bakugou has to mount you, ram his cock into your tiny hole that’s sputtering and squirting in spasms.

“You will.” Bakugou states, no room for rebuttal, and squeezes your cheeks into a tight pucker. “You’re mine, little one. You take what I give you, on your deepest part right-“

A harsh thrust meets a barrier at the top of your pussy and you squeal, kick out on instinct and claw at the worn out mattress.

“T-That’s my-! M-myy ceeaaahh~!” You cum yet again from the relentless batter on your cervix, eyes stuck on the top of your head. There was nothing else that you could feel more than Bakugou push that tight ring of muscles open bit by bit, gritting your teeth with spit dribbling down the corner of your mouth like you’re frothing. “G-gonna get stuck! In me!”

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you, doll?” Bakugou rasps darkly, let’s go do your face to shove two thick fingers down on your throat, make you gag at them at the same time he finally bumps the end of your womb. The sight of your tummy bloating out at him bottoming out, snot and drool and tears residing on your face, and he groans at how much of a mess he made out of you.

And with the way you’re pussy is still cumming streams and squeezing on him, he might as well really be stuck in you, fucking like animals and filling your womb with his seed until it catches.

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time for some bakuhoe brain rot

just imagine him getting home after a long day of work

and seeing you in his black boxer w his long sleeve tee that is way too big for you😩

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LISTEN, katsuki has a size kink, i dont care what you think, its canon, he told me himself.

As a plus size/medium size woman, I never got to live the fantasy of being too smol for a hoodie and/or a sweater, but bare with me.

Protagonists: Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!reader

Cw: 18+ MDNI, smut, size kink, tummy bulge, daddy kink

Imagine a 6’8 katsuki, body carved by the GODS because of all the hero training he went through, he’s huge, hugeeeee, and god he loves the way his clothes smother you, just something about those fuckin’ sleeves hanging off of your hands, with you making those little ghost ‘boo’s at him, before breaking into a giggle makes his cock stir.

The end of his big shirt covers the boxers you have underneath, and he only notices you’re wearing them when he has you thrown on the bed with the shirt pushed up above your tits, his head smooshed in between to drag his tongue between your mounds all the way down to… his boxers? Fuck

He doesn’t know exactly what’s driving him crazy, the way you’re completely comfortable with wearing his clothes, engulfing yourself in his scent, marking you as his, or the way you had to tie off a side of his boxers so they won’t slide off of your hips. He’s choosing the latter, for sure.

He can’t help but moan when he just about presses his leaking tip to your cunt and already feels you whimpering and thrashing.

“S’too much, suki, p-please”

“Wadda ya mean s’too much baby? M’not even half way there” the gasp you let out at his response urges a twitch from his dick, and you feel it as your walls clamp down on him.

And when finally, after thumbing your clit and whispering “relax baby” to you a few times, he seethes in, and barely, god, barely, holds himself from cuming right then and there, tugging your wrist to place your hand on the bulge in your tummy.

“Y’see that, hmm? Daddy’s too big for your tight cunt, yea? Daddy’s gonna - fuck - wreck this lil pussy so good, y’want that?”

The way your writhing under him is more than the confirmation he needs, your walls are so fuckin tight against him, squeezing him for all his worth, and for the love of god the noises your wet sexes are making has him going feral, pounding into you even harder until you’re crying with euphoria.

When your orgasm hits you, you cunt squeezes him like a vice, and he can’t think about anything other than filling your cute tight lil pussy with his seed, and what does he do? Just about that, ropes of sticky cum coat your insides and you sigh and giggle at the warm feeling, your eyes droopy as Katsuki peppers kisses alongside your body.

Long story short, don’t wear his clothes if you’re not ready for the consequences.

Something about Bakugou and Sero liking the same girl……… and they don’t fight about it because they’ve been friends for so long and it’d be silly to argue over such a thing now.

So instead, they talk about why they like you, share their thoughts of you with each other, share the things they do to you.

Many many late nights where they just sit and talk absolutely filth. Bakugou would love to tug on your nipples and Sero dreams of rolling your clit on his tongue. Bakugou wants to cup your throat and feel it bulge while he fucks your face and Sero agrees with a groan. Sero says that your ass must look so perfect while riding dick reverse cowgirl, cheeks and hips covered in handprints, and Bakugou has to shift on the beanbag cuz he’s getting hard just thinking about it.

Do you have toys? A favorite dildo that you bully your cunt with most nights? Do you know how to make yourself squirt? And if not how embarrassed and cute would you be if you squirted for the first time while having sex? Would you be into being fucked by two guys at the same time- by them? How would you want it? Getting your ass and pussy stretched or one in your mouth and the other in your cunt?

“I’d go for her mouth,” Bakugou says, biting his lip and dazed stare at the wall, “she’s so fuckin’ pretty. Wanna cover her face with cum, paint it on her tongue-“

“Fuck, don’t say that, dude.” Sero groans again, this time adjusting the front of his pants, “I’m getting lightheaded over here.”

And the next day they talk to you as if they didn’t spend hours talking about the ways they would fuck you, cuz while perverts they’re not creeps. They know you deserve all the respect and love in the world and they’d never make you uncomfortable.

But they do shoot their shot. Sero mentions a houseparty that a friend of his is throwing, open to anyone, and if you’re too nervous to go by yourself, you can always tag along with him and Bakugou. Bakugou chimes in when you say yes, asks for your stupid address cuz he’s driving and wants to be on fucking time or whatever, to which you give him the info he needs.

And as you go to your next class after bidding them goodbye, you’re nearly tearing your lip open from how hard you’re biting down on it, trying not to smile. Fuck the party- you hope to god that both of them rail you on the car ride there.

I just had to put this here 👁️👄👁️

Bakugou's mommy milkers.

That's it. Thanks for listening to my TED talk.

Like they look so heavy sir let me hold them for you and maybe make’em lactate

But like, laughing at the thought of Bakugou being proud of his physic/ bragging about his strong and broad torso only to go real quiet when you offhandedly say he has to be that big to carry those massive tits.

YALL HELP. I WANT TO FIND A SMALL READ TITLED "VOICE" I BELIEVE AND IT WAS A BAKUGOU KATSUKI ONE. I CANT FIND IT AGAIN AND MY PHONE RESTARTED BEFORE I CAN HEART IT. YALL HELP ME S.O.S THE READER ADORES HIM AND HE CANT STAND HOW MUCH SHE TALKS AND SHE HAS A SKETCH BOOK FULL OF SKETCHES OF HIM S.O.S

Never Enough

Katsuki Bakugou x F!Reader

Summary: Class 1-A takes a trip to a local show to train in Social Settings and parties. What happens when someone from Katsuki Bakugous past shows up?

Warnings: Fluff, song fic, some angst, cussing, enjoy!

Song used: Never Enough, The Greatest Showman.

All art and music is reserved to its original owner, I just own my fic 😛

Quirk: Angel Voice

User is able to sing/hum very well, can use her voice to heal others if needed, hence the name. When they sing/hum a soft, goldish-white glow will envelope them, giving them a heavenly look.

Draw Back: If user over uses their voice to heal, they can develop a severe sore throat and is drained of energy. If they're just singing and their quirk activates, if used for long periods of time it can still give them a severe sore throat and loss of voice for 12 hours.

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"Eh? The hell is this?" Katsuki Bakugou huffed, picking up a red envelope off his desk. It had a pink heart to seal it shut, but no name was signed or any hint to who it came from was seen anywhere.

"Ooooo, looks like Bakugou got a confession," one of his lackys teased, although he quickly straightened up when Bakugou glared in his direction.

Opening the letter, he noticed it was a note addresses to him, and it was, of course, a confession.

'Dear Bakugou,

You may have never noticed me, but if you don't mind I'd like to share something with you. Please meet me under the tree in the court yard after school.'

The note ended, still not giving away who it was.

"EH? WHAT A PIECE OF SHIT. WASTING MY FUCKING TIME, DUMBASS EXTRA!" Bakugou shouted, blowing up the note with his quirk.

Huffing, he grabbed his bag and stormed out the door, his lackys quickly following, wondering where he was heading so suddenly.

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Outside under the Sakura Tree in the court yard, stood a young girl with (y/h) hair that was pulled up into a bun with a small (f/c) ribbon. Looking around with (e/c) eyes, (y/n) couldn't help but wonder if Bakugou would even show up. Everyone knew he was a harsh and critical person, not scared to voice his opinion to anybody.

(Y/n) exhaled, leaning against the tree and was about to give up hope as it was already fifteen past last class, when she heard someone yell at her, "Hey! Crazy Bitch! Did you write that stupid note on my desk,"

Turning, she couldn't help but smile at Bakugou who was glaring at her, rushing up to her. Cheeks flushed as she nodded, looking up at him through her eyelashes.

"Y-yes, I'm (L/n) (Y/n), I just wanted to tell you, t-that," But she was cut off by Bakugou setting off his quirk next to her face, making her flinch back with wide eyes.

"LISTEN! I'M NOT HERE TO FUCK AROUND WITH EXTRAS LIKE YOU, I'M PLANNING ON BEING NUMBER ONE, THE BEST HERO EVER GOT THAT DAMMIT?! I WON'T WASTE TIME WITH ROMANCE WITH SOMEONE WHO WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH FOR ME. TRY SOMEONE ELSE WHOSE AS DUMB AS YOU," Bakugou screamed, his voice traveling and making birds fly away.

(Y/n) felt tears come to the surface as her cheeks grew warm again, out of anger and humiliation. "I-I just wanted to tell you I admired you! I wanted to get to know you! But now I see w-why no one bothers with you," she cried out, tears flowing down her cheeks freely now, glossy (e/c) eyes stared at his own vermillion eyes that squinted at her, expressing his annoyed face even more.

"Like I give a shit. Get out of my way," he shoved past her, knocking her shoulder that made her fall back into the tree, grabbing the trunk to steady herself. "Like I said, you'll never be enough for me. Number One Hero deserves another Number One, and you're basically at the fucking bottom," he carried on walking, sticking his arm out to give her a thumbs down.

(Y/n) stared after him in shock, wiping her tears from her cheek as she sniffled. Even though she knew he could be aggressive, she didn't think he'd react like this. Picking up her bag, she walked the opposite way from Bakugou, making a promise to herself that she'll be enough. Wither that's for him or someone else, others will know that she'll always be enough. One way or another.

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It had been three years since (Y/n) had tried to confess to Bakugou, in that time she was discovered for her amazing voice, quirk or not. Being a young teen idol at seventeen years old was a big deal, to most people at least. To (Y/n) this just proved she was enough to be bigger and better than what she was told she'd be.

Currently, she stood in front of a floor length mirror, taking a mirror selfie to post on her Instagram to hype up her fans for her performance tonight at the Hero Gala. A get together/dinner of sorts for all Heros, and (Y/n) had been asked to perform for the Heros and she happily agreed.

Even though she didn't follow the Hero course most people her age dreamed of, she still felt as if her music was a Hero to others. To comfort them in the darkness of night when they cried alone, to hype them up when they needed happiness. It had been there for her, and now she was there for others too.

Smiling at the picture, she posted it

"Can't wait to perform for our Pro Heros tonight! #IsThisReal? #MusicForTheSoul #YouAreEnough "

Placing her phone on her desk, she gazed out the window into the early afternoon sky. Even though she had to leave soon to get ready, she still enjoyed simple moments to calm her down before a performance. 'Tonight is gonna be amazing,'

~~

Elsewhere, at U.A High School, class 1-A, now grown up to 3-A is getting ready to dismiss for the day. Aizawa had gone through all their basic materials for the day, and was hoping to go home for a nap, today wouldn't be the case though.

"Alright, settle down," Aizawa coughed out, his quirk activating to scare them into silence. Even after all these years it still worked.

"Forgot to mention it to you, but you all have class tonight," he smirked, knowing how to get under their skin. Protests broke out among the students, each complaining about one thing or another.

"But tonight is movie night!" Mina whined, pouting as others agreed. It had become a tradition now with the classmates to have a movie night every Friday night. "Well tonight will be about how to act in a Professional Social setting," Aizawa sighed, rolling his next to loosen the strain that was starting to build.

Questioning faces now looked at him, all wondering what he meant.

"Tonight is the Pro Hero Gala. The biggest social event for any pro hero, other than Pro Hero Billboard announcements. You'll will attend tonight and learn how to grace society. The bus will be leaving at six tonight so I suggest you leave and do whatever you need to do. Costumes don't need to be worn unless you want to wear them." Aizawa finished, Mina and Hagakure screeching about needing to look their best and dragging the rest of the girls out of the classroom with them.

The boys, now young adults, all sat there in disbelief. Except for Aoyama who jumped up and spun out the door, "I must get ready! I need to look magnifique~"

"Alright guys! Let's show them how awesome and manly us future Pros are!" Kirishima grinned, his shark teeth on display as he grabbed his bag, standing up with the rest of the boys who shook off the shock.

"Yeah yeah, whatever shitty hair," Bakugou grumbled, aggravated at the thought of being on display tonight like a doll. "Come on Kaachan it won't be so bad," Midoriya smiled, but was shaking at the thought of being in public, with all those Pros.

"Pfft, whatever Deku. Let's just get this shit over with," with that the boys headed out.

~~

"Oh my gosh! Guys! You'll never guess who is performing tonight!" Hagakure squealed, her baby blue dress showing off her body but no one could see her. "Ooh~ Who?" Mina questioned, turning her head to look at her friend.

They were all loading into the bus, some of them dressed to the nines in dresses and suits. Others just wore their costumes.

"(L/N) (Y/N)! The super pretty teen idol! I just saw her post on Instagram," Momo smiled, "She must be excited to perform, her voice is truly beautiful,"

"Uh.. Who?" Sero questioned, having tuned into the convo late. "(L/N) (Y/N), she's a super pretty singer! ~Ribbit~ She's our age, but does charity, fundraisers, and even helps out at hospitals. Her quirk let's her sing so angelic, but she can also heal people, ribbit~" Tsuyu informed, wearing a green dress that was simple but cute.

"Really~~ A super hot teen idol will be there~~I wonder if she'll give me chills~~" Mineta drooled, shaking as his thoughts wandered. "Do we have to take him?" Mina glared as Sero taped him up, Tsuyu knocking him out with her tongue.

Bakugou only listened, slightly surprised at the name. 'Why does that name sound familiar? Stupid shitty extras' he thought, frowning.

"Kaachan are you okay?" Midoriya asked, Kirishima also popped into the conversation too. "Yeah dude, your face is gonna get stuck like that,"

"Deku, why does that name sound familiar? Do we know them or something?" Bakugou questioned, arching his eyebrow at the green haired boy.

Midoriya looked shocked, "you mean you don't remember her? She was in our class back in middle school. (L/n)-chan was discovered for her voice after we graduated, I'd figured you would know though," "oh yeah? And why's that damn Deku?" "Well she always seemed to follow you around Kaachan. Everyone knew she liked you, I think I remember people talking about her confessing to you or wanting to...." Midoriya rambled off, trying to recall the event that had happened years ago.

Bakugou clicked his teeth, eyebrows furrowed together, "SHUT UP! WE GET IT DAMMIT" he seethed, teeth grinding as his aggravation went sky high.

"You know, you may wanna get all that aggression out before we get there," Kaminari smirked, looking smug as it caused another rise out of Bakugou.

Todoroki looked at them and then to Midoriya who was still muttering, "should I get my rage out too??" He questioned, tilting his head as Tokoyami shook his head in disbelief that his classmates still acted like this.

~~

Standing in one of the dressing rooms offered to her, (Y/n) couldn't help but giggle and twirl in her new dress. Not one to dress up this fancy, even for a performance, it actually felt amazing.

Hair let down, falling to its natural length in soft waves that had been curled a few moments ago. Natural makeup with some glitter and highlighter allowed the lights and her quirk to really make her dazzling (e/c) eyes shimmer.

Her dress was a beautiful off the shoulder floor length dress. Intriguing lace sleeves that were detailed and an eye grabbing (f/c) that complimented the rest of the dress in the same color. Hugging her figure down to her knees where it flared out, a gorgeous mermaid style gown also with accents of lace. A simple, but drop dead dress that made her whole appearance one to grab all the attention.

Humming a small tune as she turned to the mirror to do a last check up, she couldn't help but let the warmth of her quirk over flow as it surrounded her. It was almost like a hug, comfortable and tight, but warm and inviting. The goldish-white hue making the room seem that much more heavenly.

A knock at the door interrupted her, "come in," she called, her glow starting to fade out as an older woman entered. A clip board in hand as she greeted the young idol.

"Hello there! My name is Izumi Moi, are you ready? The Heros are arriving so I thought you might wanna mingle before your big performance, which by the way I'm a huge fan," Moi gushed, bowing in greeting.

"Oh thank you! I would love to mingle with everyone, can you please show me the way?" (Y/N) smiled, causing Moi to blush from the cuteness and nod, gesturing toward the door for her to exit first. "Thank you, Moi," (Y/n) thanked, stepping out the door and down the hall towards the elevator. "Are you nervous

for tonight?" Moi questioned, (Y/n) shook her head, "Not really, I love to perform!" Moi smiled in understanding, 'Ma'am, the Hero Class from U.A has arrived,' came a voice from Moi's watch.

"I'm glad they could make it, we'll be there in a few short moments," Moi spoke back, the conversation catching (Y/n) attention. "Hero Class from U.A?" She voiced her thoughts, Moi smiling at her, "Yes! As part of their training we've invited them to see how these Galas are held. Class 3-A, you know come to think of it, these are the same kids who were attacked by villains all those times," Moi finally realized, her hand coming up to her chin to rest and help process the thought.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened. Knowing very well who was in the class, having followed the news and over the years had fundraisers and charity events for those affected by the LOV attacks. 'Okay now I'm starting to freak out,' she shivered, suddenly feeling a cold sweat break out as the nerves hit her.

Upon reaching the Galas main hall for the event, live music was being performed for dancing and enjoyable background music. "Well here we are, you're set to perform in about thirty minutes, I'll come get you in twenty so you can have a moment to compose yourself," Moi smiled, sending a playful wink (Y/n)'s way, having seen the nerves suddenly take hold of the young girl.

(Y/n) nodded and walked in, breathing to calm herself down. Looking around the room she could see some of the Pros taking notice of her and smiling excitedly. They know of her work and respected it.

Mt.Lady came right up to her, not taking a second to let her excitement flow, "Oh my goooossh. It's so nice to meet you, your voice and acts of Heroism are truly inspiring," Mt.Lady took (Y/n) hands into her own, a bright smile on her face.

"Thank you! It's a pleasure to meet you too! By the way, I loved your last interview with Midnight. You two never fail to make me laugh," (Y/n) giggled, finally feeling the nerves slipping away from this warm conversation.

Moving across the room, (Y/n) interacted with all kinds of Heros. Her favorite had to be Fatgum whi offered her favorite candy which she couldn't resist, she even offered a smile to Suneater who gave a weak smile back for hiding his face with his hood.

"NO WAY," a voice broke through (Y/n)'s ears as she turned toward the voice, seeing a group of teens standing there. Offering a smile and a nod in acknowledgement, she waved them over. A girl who was all pink and a floating blue dress bolted over, leaving the others in the dust cloud.

"Hello there, you must be the infamous Class 3-A," (Y/n) spoke first, knowing if the other two girls did she might be stuck for a while. "You know us?" A girl with brown hair and chubby pink cheeks asked, pointing to herself.

"Of course! I've followed the news on your class, it must be hard fighting all those villains so I hope you truly get to relax and have fun tonight," poised with a smile, the idol unknowingly made them all feel warm inside.

"(L/n)-chan, it's good to s-see you," came a voice from behind the girls, making them turn and see the boys standing. Midoriya smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

(Y/n) lit up all of a sudden, eyes wide with remembrance. "MIDI-CHAAN," she called excitedly, rushing over to pull the boy into a hug. "Hehe~You wanna give me a squeeze too," a creepy voice came from behind her, causing her to turn and squish Mineta down with her heel. "Touch me and you'll never see the light of day," she growled out. The others felt a chill go up their spine, this angelic girl can sure be a demon when wanting to be.

Smiling at the group, (Y/n) apologized explaining she's worked with assault victims before and doesn't condone any behavior like that. "I apologize on his behalf! No true Hero would ever act on his sexual impulses," Iida chimed in, raising his hand as he grabbed Mineta and slung him like a coat over his other arm.

"Its alright, just please keep him occupied," (Y/n) sweatdropped, a sheepish grin taking a hold of her lips. Turning to resume taking to Midoriya, she locked eyes with the one person she wished she hadn't.

Bakugou Katsuki.

They held eye contact, neither one wanting to look away first. Bakugou had recognized her, the shy girl from middle school. The one he had told that she'd never be enough for him.

He'd done some growing these past years, learning how he should behave. He knew what he said was rude and childish, his ego filled self seeing her as a weakling. Useless and not needed.

However, seeing her again, hearing all the things she's done to help people without being a Hero. Serving the civilians through actions and words.

He was the first to look away, gritting his teeth in annoyance at his own thoughts.

"I see you haven't changed," her voice was like a knife cutting through the silence that seemed to swallow just the two of them.

He didn't sat anything, choosing to keep himself quiet. "Ms.(Y/n) it's time to go," Moi's voice sounded, (Y/n) nodding and turning to leave. Yet she looked over her shoulder back to Bakugou and left him with some simple words.

"We'll see who'll never be enough,"

~~

The lights dimmed as everyone turned their attention to the stage where a small orchestra sat to the left of it. Standing in the center of the stage was non other than (Y/n), the spotlight shining down on her as everyone waited in anticipation. Finally, the piano began to play a soft and slow melody.

I'm trying to hold, my breathe

Let it stay this way

Can't let this moment end

You set off a dream in me

Getting louder now

Can you hear it echoing

Take my hand, will share this with me

Cause darling without you

Her voice flowed without the need of a microphone. Honey smooth and silky, everyone in the audience looking on in awe at the beautiful and enchanting girl. When the music suddenly began to play bolder, her voice following the music.

All the shine of a thousand spotlights

All the stars we steal from the night sky

Will never be enough

Never be enough

Bakugou felt his heart stop.

Towers of gold are still too little

These hands could hold the world

But it'll never be enough

Never be enough

For me

Her voice blasted the melody, blending with the music as everyone couldn't help but admire her. Class 3-A could only look on with mixed reactions, yet Bakugou seemed to be the only one truly understanding the message she was sending.

Never, never

Never, never

Never, for me

For me

Never enough

Never enough

Never enough

For me

For me

For me

Her voice sang with emotion, her hands moving to convey the physical attributes to her lungs singing out her feelings. Her gaze though was locked onto Bakugou, both of them eyeing the other down. 'Can you see me now?' Her glow slowly started to breakthrough 'I am worth enough, I can be enough'

All the shine of a thousand spotlights

All the stars we steal from the night sky

Will never be enough

Never be enough

Towers of gold are still too little

These hands could hold the world but it'll

Never be enough

Never be enough

For me

Her voice belted out, some pros having to wipe their eyes from the pure emotion. The students could only wonder who could hurt her to inspire this kind of song.

Never, never

Never, never

Never, for me

For me

Never enough

Never, never

Never enough

Never, never

Never enough

For me

For me

For me

Bakugou looked in awe. He felt as if he was seeing her for the first time. The music has suddenly cut out, leaving a silence before the last words slipped through her mouth

For me

The cheers were automatic, causing her to smile yet her eyes stayed on Bakugou, tears filled her eyes as her golden aura slowly started to fade, the lights coming back on.

"Thank you all so much for the hard work you do to keep us safe! I know I speak for all the civilians when I say without you who knows where our world would be!" (Y/n) cleared her throat, smiling through the pain in her eyes as she addressed the crowd who was still cheering for her.

Glancing back at Bakugou, she watched as he slipped out of the crowd and out onto one of the garden balconies. It was then she decided it was now or never to fully get her words out to him. Face to face.

~~

"Stupid shitty Gala," Bakugou muttered, leaning against the railing. Seeing her singing had brought a feeling out into his chest and mind, clouding his judgment and how he should react. Seeing the raw emotion and knowing that his words still affected her all these years later, like it had for Deku but they had made up. Sort of.

"Well, what did you think?" Came a voice from behind him, causing him to turn sharply, seeing her standing there with her arms behind her back, the glow of the moon giving her an even more angelic look.

"Its alright," he answered, looking anywhere but her, hands shoved in his pockets of his slacks. "Hmm, I see," she replied, taking a few steps closer.

"You've done an amazing job at becoming a Hero," she continued, looking out over the balcony. "Huh, yeah I'm sure you're singing my praises, Angel," huffing he turned back to her, now next to him yet about two feet away.

"Pun intended?" She joked, seeing a smirk cross his face. "Whatever makes you feel better," he answered back.

"Talking about that day would make me feel better," she shot back, making him drop his shoulders as a seldom expression crossed his face.

"Look, I was a damn jerk alright. Get your screaming shit over with, probably long over due anyways," he exhaled, knowing he was paying for his past ego now.

"Mm, I think I'm good," she hummed, "But I will tell you how I feel about you,"

"Here we go," he braced himself for the harsh words coming his way.

"I think you're brave," (Y/n) smiled, eyes closing as she felt him snap his head toward her. "You've always been straight forward so I'll be straight forward with you too. That day I merely wanted to get to know you, to hope that maybe one day we could've been more. I admired your determination, I admired how you always spoke your mind,"

"Even now, I've seen in the news how as a young Hero you've done so much, protected so many people. I get the feeling you had a bit of a reality check, huh," she teased, looking to meet his vermillion eyes that looked back at her with surprise and shock, yet happiness also appeared in his eyes.

Chuckling, he nodded," Yeah I guess I am pretty fucking great, at least you inspire people every day. I just punch dumbass people in the face,"

This had pulled a laugh out of (Y/n) which made Bakugou smile.

"What do you say we start over, Angel?" Bakugou suggested, sticking his hand out to her. (Y/n) 's eyes widened in shock.

Singing her feelings out, all her past turmoil seemed to have subsided a little. Having talked to Bakugou finally, she could see how he had changed from the bratty fourteen year old he was to a more mature, inspiring and even eye catching young man.

"You gonna leave me hanging, Angel? Not very lady like," he grinned, trying to hide his inner fear at rejection.

Yet her eyes lit up and a bright smile graced her face, "I'd love to," she agreed, reaching her hand out to him.

Sliding their hands together, they introduced eachother to one another again.

"Bakugou Katsuki, but you can call me Katsuki, Angel"

"(L/n) (Y/n) but you can call me (Y/n) or even Angel since that seems to stick now," (Y/n) laughed, "I do have a question though,"

"Oh?" "Am I enough for you?" "You always were, I just wasn't enough for you. Am I now?"

"Hmmm, let's find out together shall we?,"

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Hope you enjoyed it! I'm still trying to slowly get back into the writing scene since it has been a while. Let me know what you think!

The last part is my favorite 🤣

Bakugou being drunk 🤞🏾

He’s not naturally an angry drunk.

He’s a tepermental drunk

As in, if hes not touching you, he’ll get pissed.

He also falls asleep easily

Scratch his scalp and hes out like a mf light

He also gets unusually horny sometimes.

Like anything could turn him on and then things that should just don’t

Like sometimes you could be grinding on him and he’d just be in a blissful lala land but other times you move your shoulders a certain way and hes bricked up

So closets, bathrooms, cars, spare rooms, and basically any isolated space are your bestfriend

Cause id you dont find a isolated space, prepare to be bent over the nearest counter

Trust, its happened before

Thankfully that time you were able to reason with him

Also when he’s drunk he HATES when anyone but you touches him.

Girls try to come up to him thinking he’ll be loose since hes drunk and they get shut down immediately

Like embarrassingly so

Cause his brain is just on repeat of you, you, and you

Goes something like this:

Bakugou moves his way through the party, brows furrowed and cup in his hand. “What the fuck…” He spat. The room was a bit dizzy from how drunk he was. He had left his friends to find you after you and Mina went to dance and talk about shit he didn’t know of. He looked around frantically for you with a frown.

His whole face brightened up into a small smile as he finally spotted you across the dance floor. You spotted him to, giving him a wave that made his heart float.

Just as he was about to walk over to you, he was blocked by another woman. “Hey handsome~.” She moaned. “Wanna dance? I have a couple moves for you.” Bakugou barely even spared her a glance before clicking his tongue and pushing her aside. “Fuck outta my way.”

You stiffled a giggle as her unnaturally plump lips fell open at the immediate rejection. You couldn’t blame her, you’d be suprised to if you were getting rejected with that body and outfit.

You sipped your random ass drink that Mina made you get as you watched her get desperate. She grabbed onto Bakugou’s arm and hugged it into her huge titties. “I dont know who I’d hate to be more in this situation,” Mina said. “Ms anti gravity titties or mr get the hell of me.” You giggled as Bakugou started to yell at her. “What the fuck?! Get off of me you creepy bitch! Im taken and even if I wasn’t I’d still be taken because I lobe herrr!” His speech started to slur even more as he aggressively yanked his hand out of her grasps.

“Awwww, that made no sense but it was so cute. Should we save him now?” Bakugou’s face went back to his loving expression as you opened your arms to invite him for a hug. He pushed the girls head into a dance circle and started out for you. “No, I think he’s got it.”

GOOOD LORD

Bakugos hands traveling from shoulders to thighs rqq!! Then squeezing that soft flesh and working his way to the lower lips and massaging his way to a squirting session if he's not careful

𑊡˚+₊🍼✦ — how to be a good boyfriend + katsuki bakugou.

૮ ͈>◡< ͈ა warnings — smut, nsfw, mdni 18+, aged up characters, oil massages, fem!reader, oral!sex (f!receiving), heavy!praise pussy eating, finger fucking, overstimulation, squirting, spitting, needy and soft dom!bakugou.

im assuming this is about the bakugou/oil massage post so hehe here

katsuki is a good boyfriend, the best boyfriend. he prides himself on that fact and you know that it’s true too.

he’s always in tune with your needs and your moods— he’s a little more affectionate and full of praise when he can tell that you’ve had a good day, he’s playful and pinches your sides when he can tell that you need a little cheering up. and when your days are rough? he’s caring, the first person to scoop you into his arms and let you bitch about the coworker that stole your lunch or your project proposal. he does one of three things— make you dinner, run you a bath or offer you a massage. sometimes all three.

but today, when you’d walked through the door— clinging onto consciousness with your shoulders stiff as bolts and your eyes dropping with exhaustion, katsuki had taken one look at you from his seat on the couch and decided. “get naked ‘n on the bed in ten, baby. ‘m givin’ you a massage.”

bakugou already knows your favourite oils, the scent of lavender filling your bedroom as he heats a squeeze of the viscous liquid up between his molten hot palms— he smiles, slick and slow once he spots you in the middle your shared bed laid out bare for him and on your tummy. “you’re so pretty, baby,” he tells you, chest bristling with pride when you whimper out for him to touch you. to soothe your aches and pains away. “s’it okay for me to put my hands on ya? the oil’s hot, don’t wanna burn ya.”

“s’okay, kats.” you pout but your words fall away into a quiet gasp as your boyfriend digs his oiled thumbs into your aching shoulder blades and rolls them around the knots in circles. “o-oh, there. right there kats…”

you feel the bed dip under his weight as he moves to straddle your back and works his way down it— massaging the skin nice and deep underneath his warm palms. “here, princess? want me to work ya here?” bakugou’s voice is like honey running through your ears as it muffles your logical thought, his touch his particular as if his fingertips know just where to squeeze and pull at your flesh— kneading you just right, sending tingles of pleasure right up to your brain and happy hormones into your bloodstream. “so tense sweets, what’s got’cha so worked up, hm?”

by now, your blood blisters and lustfully tremors just underneath your skin, one that makes your jaw go slack and makes it harder to fight to keep your eyes open. you hear the faint click of the bottle cap in the distance, katsuki humming to himself patiently as he heats up more lavender oil between his palms and forces them into the base of your spine. he doesn’t push you for an answer, he’s too cruel for that— the blonde takes pleasure in watching you squirm and rack your brain for words just as he does in seeing you feel good.

you fist the sheets between shaky fingers, an adorable and pathetic sight to your boyfriend. he likes how you tremble underneath his magic hands, letting him lather you up and see stars in such a sensual way. you even shine like one too. “c’mon sweetness,” he coos, grabbing a healthy hold of your ass and squeezing it in his grip. “i know there’s somethin’ you wanna ask for.”

“k-katsuki, please!” you heave brokenly, like you want more of him. like you need more of him.

“alright sweetness, calm down. i gotcha,” and that’s all it takes, katsuki leaning forward to kiss behind your ear— his sweltering chest pressed against your sticky lubed up back before he peels off of your body and settles behind you, his hands steady on the fat of your hips. “arch yer back f’me baby, you know how i like it. that’s right, such a good girl, hah? c’mon…ass in the air, fuck.” katsuki would be lying if he said seeing your slicked ass and equally slick pussy on display for him didn’t affect him, make his cock twitch in his boxers as he pulled your ass cheeks apart and watched strings of your arousal break between them. he’d be a fucking liar if that wasn’t true, but tonight isn’t about him or about getting his dick wet.

it’s all about you.

three fingers press against your soaked slit, katsuki instantaneously rubbing slow circles against your clit and groaning at the raunchy squelching sounds that drip from between your pussy lips. “look at that, yer s’fuckin’ wet,” he moans, voice barely above a whisper. “such a nice, wet fuckin’ pussy beneath my fingers…let’s get one inside ya, huh?” you can’t help the loud, almost pornographic, whine that escapes you when two of those fingers slips past your fluttering entrance— curling against your sopping walls to find that spot that makes you lose your fucking mind.

bakugou massages your insides like a man moulding a work of art from clay— fingertips drifting along all of your pleasure spots that only serve to make you babble brainlessly and clench down on him tight. “you like that, sweetness? when i finger fuck this pretty lil’ cunt, stroke these walls…uh-huh,” he’s relentless, scissoring his digits and thumbing at your clit until you’re a mess that’s chasing after every shot of ecstasy he gives you. you squeak when katsuki spits down on you, moving faster and faster as he watches the bubbly and frothy mix disappear into your tight little hole. “sloppy…sloppy fuckin’ girl,” he says breathlessly, as if he’s in a trance. “droolin’ all over my hand, my fuckin’ god.”

his words make you twitch, have your juices running into the seat of his palm and down your quivering thighs in clear streams. a symphony of nasty squelches and salacious moans intertwine with the lavender scent in the air— only tainted by the smell of sex and the nectar oozing in fat droplets from your pussy. “oh fuck, katsuki…s’so much…it’s so good,” you grunt, though your words are muffled by the pillow in your mouth. you can’t get enough of what he gives you, fucking you deep and stretching your puckered little hole with thick fingers, hot fingers. you can’t help but throw your ass back on him, rut against the digits that fill you up like they’re bakugou’s cock, playing with your insides until you think you’ve seen the pearly gates. “fuck me, f-fuck!”

“yeah i know baby, jus’ keep gettin’ my fingers wet…keep rockin’ those hips, i’ll make you cum,” bakugou laughs softly, endearingly not daring to tear his eyes away from how your cunt sucks him in so selfishly. “pussy feels so good, baby. love havin’ you like this. oh fuck,” he moans as if it’s his cock snug against your rippling walls, as if you’re riding his dick to hell and back— creaming all over it and choking the life out of him. it just goes to show how important your pleasure is to your boyfriend, how getting you off is more than enough to satisfy him, especially when he has to hold you up— stop you from collapsing each time his blunt finger tips graze your g-spot.

tears begin to sting at your eyes, your breath short and the room spinning— you’re sticky and hot and the knot deep within your lower tummy threatens to unravel with your orgasm. “k-kats! ‘m…’m close! i-i wanna—!”

“you wanna cum? make a mess on my fuckin’ fingers like the slutty lil girl you are?” bakugou taunts but drops his head until he’s eye level with your swollen, sopping mound— you sniffle in response, shaking your hips back onto his fingers that keep you plugged full while his warm breath coasts over your throbbing clit. “lemme take care of it baby, lemme be good t’you…” the blonde’s words are lost on you and before you can register it, his molten lava mouth latches onto the pretty pearl tucked between your raw and ravaged pussy lips. “have t’taste you…”

his words are licked into the length of your slit, weak whimpers laid out on katsuki’s tongue just from the mere taste of your sweetness spreading over it. “o-oh baby, taste so fuckin’ good, look so pretty when i suck on this swollen fuckin’ clit,” he coos…sounding like he’s on the verge of begging for more of you. for you to paint his face with your nectar, for you to drown him in your juices. when his fingers pull back from your greedy little hole, his tongue runs eager laps over your sex, the tip of the pink muscle writing his name against your clit while his desperate moans rise in octave—growing higher than your own.